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Hi there, I am Rohan, and I am a 35-year-old married man who lives happily with his wife in Delhi. Although she and I participate in some steamy sex from time to time, at times I feel like I want more. That is why I began eyeing my younger sister-in-law, Shruti. At the age of 22, she looks more innocent than ever.

It’s not like she has a body to die for. Her boobs are small, and she basically has no ass. But the idea of fucking my younger, unmarried sister-in-law gets to and turns my little man harder than any other time. Sometimes, I even go the extra mile by imagining doing her while fucking my wife.

So, one day, my wife decided to invite Shruti over. When Shruti was staying at my place, I would smell her clothes—especially her damp underwear—because my deviant passion for her would override my common sense.

Shweta, being the naive soul that she is, ignored all of my sexual cues since she was too preoccupied with her own thoughts. Furthermore, I was afraid of betraying my wife by pressuring Shweta to engage in sexual intercourse with me. I knew that would be dumb.

But nonetheless, I wanted to have an erotic session with my sister-in-law, and I simply couldn’t get her innocent face out of my head. Due to this, I chose to satisfy my sexy desire for Shruti by talking to a live model online. But all I could do was imagine fucking her tight pussy, sucking on those ripe, untouched nipples, and possibly sticking my cocks in her virgin asshole.

So, I searched all over the place for a reliable live cam service. I found Delhi Sex Chat after searching the internet for a trustworthy service. To satiate my perverse need for my niece, I made an account and began searching for an accepting young woman.

I discovered a 23-year-old Kolkata sex cam model named Bhavna. In order to have an exciting time with Bhavna, I started a video chat session and bought credit points using my UPI app.

The live sex chat session began and I could see Bhavna sitting on a chair, cross-legged. She was wearing a red top and white bottoms. Her hair was black with some simple highlights and long.

“Hi,” she said, smiling. “What’s your name, baby?”

“I’m Rohan,” I replied, trying to sound cool.

“Nice to meet you, Rohan,” she said sweetly. “What do you want to do today?”

I took a deep breath, “I want to fulfill my fantasy of seeing my sister-in-law touch herself in front of me.”

Bhavna nodded, understanding my need. “Okay, baby, I can help you with that,” she said in a comforting tone. “Let’s make this real.”
I watched as she stood up, revealing a pair of small boobs with brown nipples standing out. She unbuttoned her white pants, sliding them down to her ankles. “Ready?” she asked, looking into the camera with a naughty twinkle in her eye.

I nodded eagerly, my heart racing as she sat back down and spread her legs wide. She began to touch her pussy, running her fingers along the outside before diving in. Imagining that her tight pussy looked so much like how Shruti’s would, I tried to convince myself that it was her. “Does that make you happy?” she asked, her voice soft and slutty.

“Yes,” I breathed, my dick growing harder as I watched her play. She had a small, tight asshole that twitched every time she inserted a finger into her wetness. Her pussy looked so delicious, I wanted to lick it like an ice cream cone. “Can you play with your ass, too?” I managed to ask, hoping she would understand what I meant.

“Sure, baby,” Bhavna replied, smiling wickedly. She took out a pink vibrator from her drawer and gently rubbed it against her tiny asshole. “Does that turn you on?”
“Yes, yes,” I said, my voice strained. She pushed the toy in and out, moaning with pleasure, and I could feel my balls tightening. She was really getting into it, and so was I.

My cock was rock hard as I watched Bhavna play with herself. I pulled it out of my pants and began to stroke it, trying to match her pace. She had a beautiful pussy, just like I imagined Shruti’s to be. It was clean-shaven and dark brown on the outside while pink on the inside, with a hint of wetness glistening in the light.

“You like that, don’t you?” Bhavna asked, her voice low and seductive. “Tell me, baby, what do you want to do to your sister-in-law?”

I swallowed hard, trying to form the words. “I want to kiss her… all over,” I said, feeling my face heat up.

“Mmm,” Bhavna hummed, her hand still working her pussy. “Where would you start?”

“Her neck,” I replied, my hand moving faster on my cock. “Then down to her boobs. They’re small, but perfect.”

Bhavna leaned back, arching her body, and started to play with her tits. “Like this?” she asked, pinching her nipples.

“Yeah,” I said, stroking faster. “Then I would move down to her stomach, kissing every inch.”

Bhavna giggled, her hand moving down her flat belly. “And after that?”

“Her pussy,” I said, my voice thick with desire. “I want to kiss it and make it wet.”

Bhavna nodded, her own arousal evident as she inserted the vibrator into her pussy and began to moan. “Would you lick it, too?”

“Oh, yes,” I said, my voice shaking. “I would lick it until she cries out.”

Bhavna’s eyes locked onto the screen, seeing the lust in mine. She started to rub her clit with her thumb, her other hand still working the vibrator in and out of her wetness. “And what would you do next, Rohan?”

“I would push my cock inside her,” I confessed, my grip on myself tightening. “Slowly at first, feeling her tightness.”

Her moans grew louder, and she began to buck her hips in rhythm with my words. “How does she feel?”

“So tight,” I murmured, lost in my fantasy. “Like a virgin.”

Bhavna’s eyes closed as she listened, her hand moving faster. “And then?” she panted.

“I would fuck her hard,” I said, my voice growing rough. “Make her scream my name.”

Her hand moved to her clit again, rubbing it in fast circles as she pushed the vibrator deeper. “What else, baby?”

“I would grab her ass,” I said, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “It’s so small, but so firm.”

Bhavna’s ass was definitely not as small as Shruti’s, but I focused on the fantasy. “And what about her boobs?”

“I’d play with them,” I said, imagining Shruti’s tiny boobs in my hands. “Kiss and bite them until she begs for more.”

Her eyes flew open, and she looked at me through the screen. “You want to bite them?” she asked, a hint of surprise in her voice.

“Yes,” I said, my teeth clenching. “They’re so sensitive.”

Bhavna took her shirt off, revealing a pair of small, round boobs with light pink areolas. She took one in her hand and pinched the nipple hard. “Like this?”

“Yeah,” I moaned, my cock straining. “Just like that.”

Her hand went back to her pussy, and she began to pump the vibrator in and out rapidly. “What else do you want to do to her?”

“I want to fill her up,” I said, my hand moving faster. “Make her feel full.”

“How would you do that?” she asked, her voice breathless.

“With my cock,” I said, my eyes glazing over. “I want to make her feel every inch of me.”

Bhavna’s body was flushed with arousal, her breath coming in pants. “And when you do that,” she asked, “what do you want her to do?”

“I want her to ride me,” I said, my voice hoarse. “So I can see her bounce up and down.”

Bhavna stood up, her breasts jiggling slightly. She turned around and bent over, giving me a view of her round ass. “Would you spank her?”

“Yes,” I said, my hand slapping my thigh. “Spank her until it’s red.”

Her hand smacked her ass, leaving a faint pink mark. “Like this?”

“Perfect,” I groaned, feeling myself getting closer. “Keep going.”

Bhavna began to masturbate again, her ass in the air. “And when you’re done,” she whispered, “what do you want to do?”

“I want to cum inside her,” I said, my voice strained. “Make her mine.”

Her hand moved faster, her hips bucking as she approached her climax. “And then?”

“I would hold her tight,” I said, my eyes never leaving her ass. “Never let her go.”

With a final cry, Bhavna’s body tensed, and she came, the vibrator slipping from her grip. She collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. “Was that good for you, Rohan?”

I nodded, still stroking my cock. “It was amazing.”

“What about you?” she asked, looking up at me. “Are you going to cum for me?”

“Yes,” I said, unable to hold back anymore. “I’m going to cum.”

Bhavna watched me, her chest heaving, as I stroked myself to the brink. “Do it,” she urged. ”

I nodded, unable to form words as I felt my orgasm building. With one final, powerful stroke, I came, my hot seed spurting onto the screen of my laptop. “Ah, Shruti,” I groaned, my vision blurring with pleasure.

Bhavna giggled, leaning back on the bed. “You really like her, don’t you?”

I nodded, catching my breath. “Yeah.”

“Would you like to talk about it some more?” she asked, her voice still sweet and inviting.

“No,” I said, feeling a bit embarrassed. “That’s enough for today.”

We chatted for a bit longer, but my mind was still racing with images of Shruti. Her small tits and tight ass bouncing on my cock. Her cries of pleasure as I filled her up. It was all I could think about, even as I said goodbye to Bhavna and ended the call.

Later that evening, when my wife and Shruti were in the other room watching TV, I couldn’t help but sneak glances at her. She was wearing a simple salwar kameez, but the way it hugged her body made me want to tear it off and see what lay beneath. I knew I couldn’t act on my desires, but the thoughts were too powerful to ignore.

That night, as I lay in bed with my wife, I couldn’t get hard. She noticed and asked if something was wrong. “It’s just work stress,” I lied, hoping she wouldn’t catch on to my true feelings.

In the days that followed, I found myself visiting Delhi Sex Chat more often, always searching for Bhavna. She became my outlet for the taboo desires I couldn’t act on. Each time we talked, I would ask her to do something a little more extreme, pushing my boundaries.

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Synopsis: Percy snuck into his fling’s apartment at night without getting caught. As she stayed with her family, they made out on the staircase. Read about their sexcapade.

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Hi everyone, my name is Percy, back after a long break with a real story. I am a 27-year-old engineer working in a reputed firm in Bangalore. Thank you for your support and amazing responses to my previous story. Now here I am with another real story.

This incident happened to me yesterday, and I couldn’t wait to share it with you guys. So, without any further delay, let’s dive in.

So, I was returning from work late at 2:00 AM due to some important tasks. The weather was amazing. I felt lonely riding my bike back home. In that moment, I was on a call with one of my friends.

About the queen, her name was Riya, 27F with a bomb figure. She was a classical dancer so that you can imagine her body, with no extra fat anywhere. She had a perfect 32-28-34. She would look like a perfect next-door neighbour with a down-to-earth attitude.

But damn, when she’s horny, no one can match her kinks. We used to go to Cult dance fitness. I met her there and we had an instant connection. She was fun and full of life.

Anyways, we spoke for an hour or so. Our discussion started from regular life shit, to our Exes and current situationships, to our sexual desires. We never had any previous encounters, so it was all new and exciting. This made both of us horny, and we ended up exchanging some steamy teasing snaps.

She sent me a snap with her red bra and a lacy panty, which made me hard instantly. I told her what I would do to her if I were at her place right then. Since she was horny, she asked me to come over. I drove all the way to her place.

But she used to stay with her family, so she came down to help me sneak into her building. I noticed that she was still teasing me by wearing bum-shorts. It barely covered her plump, perfect, pear-shaped ass and a shirt exposing her ample cleavage.

After jumping the gate of the building and going through all the blind spots of the camera, she took me to the Fire exit staircase. The moment we got there, she whispered in my ear, “You see how silent the staircase is, I will try my best to stay quiet, you try your best to make me moan.”

Hearing this, that very moment I pinned her on the stairs. Running my hands right from her hair, sliding to her lips, gliding to her neck. With gentle pressure on her boobs, pinching her jelly belly, reaching down right to her perfect curve with a nice, good spank.

That was the point. I heard a slight AH!! Wasting no time, I removed her shorts, and my fingers made their way to her juicy, dripping wet pussy. The girl was enjoying every single pleasure of the moment. She guided my other hand to unbutton her shirt and free those yummy melons.

Taking the lead, I started to squeeze the juice of the moon. She sat on the stairs. I made her spread her legs apart. I started kissing her thighs while one hand was in her mouth, trying to make her not moan too loudly. I teased her by kissing all around the honey, but not getting into it.

At one point, she got so hot and horny, she just held my head and pushed it in her wet pussy. I started to lick her pussy while having two fingers inside her. She couldn’t control her moans. I then increased the speed of my fingers and licked her clit.

She was rolling her eyes, moving her hips rapidly. The very moment she was about to cum on my face, I increased my speed, sucking her pussy, pinching those nipples. She came with a moan which was loud enough to wake up the watchman.

After all this, she pulled me to her, kissed me, and said, “It’s my turn to make you moan.” She pulled my dick out of my pants. She liked being a good girl, she started to suck me with a good lick on the tip of her head. Then we got completely naked, and we didn’t care about getting caught.

She sat on me, riding me in a cowgirl, and while kissing me. We did it nice and slow. I was sucking those yummy boobs one by one. My girl was enjoying every bit of it, increasing the speed, riding my brains out. Then I asked her to get up and bend over.

I saw those plump peach ass in front of me and couldn’t stop kissing and biting them. I then started to pound her from behind. We could hear the clapping sound echoing over the stairs. We were in no mood to stop. I was grabbing those boobs while being deep inside her.

She then came back over me, sitting on my dick in a reverse cowgirl. I saw that ass jump over my dick. She was about to cum again, and she started to whisper, “Harder, harder.” I felt her legs trembling and made her squirt over me.

At this moment, I took charge, pulled her hair, made her kneel on the stairs, and pushed my dick in her mouth. She, like a devil possessed, sucked me so good. She was grabbing my ass and pinching it while her tongue was rolling all over my balls.

She was a pro in blowjobs. She made me feel like that anime in the ‘gawk gawk’ meme. She got to know that I was about to cum. She wanted me to cum in her mouth, but I ended up spraying all over her boobs.

We both were drenched in sweat and cum. We kissed goodbye and left. That visual of her kneeling in front of me, covered with my cum, will never leave my mind. I never knew she had a beast hidden inside. We are still good friends. This adventure did not change anything between us.

Thank you for listening to my story. I was looking forward to sharing this story with you. Please reach out at [email protected] if you have any feedback or if you want to connect.

Greetings to all the horny and passionate readers of this site. I’m a guy in my twenties with a horny dick and passionate smut writer and reader working in the IT industry.

The Wedding Night

As soon as the rays of the sun fell on my eyes through the window, I woke up from sleep with great difficulty. I sat with my back resting on the bed and looked. Lavanya was clinging to me, and the clothes were scattered, both of us drained, too comfortable and maybe too overwhelmed even to shift an inch.

What we’d shared the night before didn’t feel real—it was too wild, too much. Still, the faint salt of her skin on mine told me it had all happened. Suddenly, the moment broke due to the ringing of her phone. When she looked, she found out that it was ‘Rohan’s sister’s’ phone.

She quickly put on her clothes, and while putting on her clothes, she started talking softly on the phone. Before leaving, she kissed me on my lips. The door closed behind her, and I sat on the bed there, looking towards the roof, trying to understand whatever had happened.

Then someone knocked on the room gate and saw that it was Rohan, he came inside, he looked all around the room, and then his eyes fell on the packet of condoms, seeing which he looked towards me and smilingly said, “you had a quite interesting last night” On which I said “Indeed it was”.

Then Rohan said, You freshen up quickly and get ready in half an hour and meet me at the parking lot. I immediately went to the bathroom, took a shower and got ready in no time.

As soon as I finished talking to Rohan about what we were gonna do, I got a message on my phone, “Last night was very memorable. What are your plans for today?” My heart started beating fast and I replied immediately “You just have to be ready, I’m calling the shots for the evening, your pulses will gonna be abrupt”.

It was already past 9:30, but I didn’t notice. Rohan and I were still getting ready for the groom. His cousins were laughing at the gate, waiting for the ribbon to be cut. Then I saw Lavanya. Her clothes made me forget everything around me. She was so lovely and pretty. For just a second, everything else disappeared.

Her pink Lehenga was swaying along with her waist, and the blouse was just so low that I could see her big bulges. The cloth was touching her shadow with every breath. Her make-up was amazing- so intense that I was pining for her.

She came in as if she had control over every aspect of the room. I was not able to take my eyes off her. She came towards me, but my eyes were stuck on only one point.

She – Are you just going to stare at these only?

Me – I am just admiring your curves in my conscience.

She – Just the curves, that’s it? (with a teasing voice.)

Me – Not just the curve, but how well you dressed up.

Every time I meet your dark eyes, it feels like the world disappears, and I’m gone in you. They have this powerful, fiery sparkle. Your brown hair falls so softly against your neck. Your lips look like they hold a smile that could light up a room. Every detail about you takes my breath away.

As I gave it to her, she pinched my hand. Her cheeks turned pink like a strawberry, and I leaned in close from the side and whispered, “I’m not holding back tonight.” My hand briefly rested on her hip, and I gave it a gentle squeeze. This amused her, and I moved to my way.

Rohan told me, “My cousins were standing with a bottle of whiskey in the parking, and you should go and have some fun”. He said smilingly that I had worked hard all night and now I should rest with them. I quietly went away from there and went up the stairs.

After having a few drinks, I saw that the people were dancing and poppers were shot. Then out of nowhere, someone spanked my butt, and when I turned around, it was the same gorgeous lady, Lavanya. She requested that I take some pictures with her.

At first, I refused, but she was adamant, and finally I took the pictures. While taking pictures, she asked, ‘Bastard! How many drinks have you had?’ I replied, ‘Just three vodka shots.’ She angrily asked, ‘Why didn’t you ask me for one?’ I winked and said, ‘Babe, I have a plan. Just wait.’

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder and lightning, and then light rain started. Everyone was shocked. When it got heavier, Everyone ran in a hurry like a dog and reached the main corridor of the hotel and the wedding celebration began. Anyways, it was already time for the last ritual.

We went inside and suddenly everything became dark. After a moment, the lights came on again-She had gone. My heart sank. I was searching in the crowd, my fingers were typing her number without thinking. She called me sometime later.

She said, “Babes, I was in my room on the second floor to loosen myself up.” Listening to this, I took a bottle of vodka with me as I went up. When I got there, I saw her sitting on the sofa, lighting up a Cigarette, and she reminded me of a European lady.

She saw me and gave a subtle, cute smile before saying, “I just had to have a cigarette.” I shut the door, and she came closer, put her hands on my chest, pinned me slightly against the door and asked in a low voice, “What’s the plan for tonight?” I just smiled and showed her the vodka bottle, and her eyes lit up.

Then I poured shots of vodka into 6 shot glasses and gulped them down one after the other, until we started feeling warm and intoxicated. I turned on the music and asked her to dance. She came close to me, and I put one hand on her waist and held her hand with the other.

She put her hand over mine, pulled us close, and kissed us again. I kissed her, and she just let go. We kissed for a while, then I moved down to her neck. I bit and kissed it softly until she started to make quiet sounds. My hand went to her breasts as I felt her body, pushing her down slowly onto the bed.

I moved to lie next to her, and we faced each other. I put my hand on her stomach, feeling her fast breathing. The need in her eyes was the same as the need in mine. We kissed hard, our tongues going together as we made soft, wanting noises.

I ran my hands over her back, feeling how warm her skin was. I put my head down and moved my nose and tongue up her neck to behind her ear. She let out a loud moan and pulled my hair hard. My other hand squeezed her butt, pushing into the flesh.

As we moved as one, she started to take off her clothes. But I had a different idea. I wanted to use my mouth to pull off her shirt and skirt. She looked at me with a mischievous look and quickly agreed with a nod. I moved my hands to her breasts, rubbing them through her blouse.

Then, I put my hand under her, feeling their full, heavy weight. I could feel her already hard nipples clearly under my hand. I slowly took off her shirt, and she started to unbutton mine. I was bare from the waist up, and she was in just her bra. I cupped her breasts over the lace, squeezing them hard, and she moaned.

Biting down softly on her nipple through the lace of her bra, I whispered for her to turn. My tongue immediately began to trace the long curve of her back, climbing toward the soft skin behind her neck. I unhooked her bra with a flick of my fingers, and it slid from her body.

Only then did I turn her to face me again, her beautiful, bare breast now in full view. She took her top off. Her breasts moved a little. Her nipples were hard. I put my mouth on a nipple, sucking it and licking it with my tongue. Then I moved my mouth down.

I kissed and licked her stomach. I moved my lips and tongue down to her soft thigh. Her skin was very smooth. She made a soft sound and pulled my hair gently. I watched her face. Her expressions were very sexy as I touched her. I slid my hand down and felt the soft skin on her inner thigh.

My hand stopped, and I rubbed her through her underwear. I could feel she was already wet. Then I used my teeth to pull her underwear down, and her clean, hairless pussy was open. She was very wet. I put my face close to her, smelling her strong scent.

I gently blew a warm breath, then soft kisses across her Pussy. I pulled her lips apart, found her wet, juicy core, and dove in. My tongue plunged into her musky depths, rolling and pushing as far as I could with every hungry lap. I found her clit with my fingers, teasing it until it stood hard and firm.

Her moans grew louder with every touch, her hips pushing my head deeper. She kept moaning as I sucked at her, my tongue working on her clit. I took my tongue away. I put two fingers deep inside her. As my fingers moved, she immediately started to squirm and arch her back on the bed.

At the same time, my mouth was back on her clitoris, sucking and biting it hard. Lavanya put her legs around my neck. Her hands were in my hair, holding me tight. She made more and more sounds as my mouth and fingers made her feel good. Her back bent backwards, and she took in fast, hard breaths.

I kept making her feel good for a long time. Then I stopped, stood up, and moved to the floor next to the bed. She lifted her body to sit on the edge of the bed. Lavanya started rubbing my dick from outside my pants. She was good at it, and soon she opened my pants. I was completely naked.

She held my hard dick in her hand and kissed me on my lips. Then she moved down slowly, kissing my neck, then my chest, and finally my nipples. She was biting and sucking my nipples very hard while her hand was moving up and down on my dick. She finally reached the head of my dick and kissed it softly.

Lavanya kissed me all over, then licked me from the bottom to the top. She slowly moved her tongue over the top of my dick and gently pulled the skin back. The end of my dick got a shiny drop of pre-cum. She looked at me and giggled softly before she bent down again to lick it up gently.

Me: Lavanya, I appreciate the fun, but I’d really prefer you to stop teasing me.

Lavanya: Alright, Mr. Mischief Maker, what challenge do you have for me?

Me: Please take it in your mouth, baby.

She leaned in, her mouth hot and ready, instantly taking the head of me. I was in pure heaven. She began to suck me slowly, in a deep, deliberate motion. Each pass went a little deeper, her throat stretching to take more of me. It wasn’t long before she had my entire length in her mouth.

I could feel my cock touch the soft back of her throat. As she expertly handled me, the pleasure of her deep-throating was overwhelming. I couldn’t help but move with each of her powerful actions, lifting myself from the chair. The intense feeling made me thrust back and forth, moving in sync with her.

I felt like my dick was going to explode like a balloon as the way her tongue created a strong tingling sensation on my head, it felt like a place I’d never been. My body tensed up, and she must have noticed and said, “Not too soon, Mr.” And she stopped suddenly.

I felt both relieved and a bit cheated. I was this close to an explosion, but I was also glad she knew when to stop. She was lying on her back on the bed with her legs open. I put a pillow under her butt to lift her up and then got between her legs. She wanted to touch me and helped me line up with her.

I rubbed my cock on her vagina, just teasing her without moving it inside the hot oven. And then I used the tip of my dick to rub her clitoris to tease her gently. And her moans were like music to my ear as I kept teasing her. She held my dick in her hand and moved it to her wet opening.

I pushed in slowly and felt her body pull me deeper. The cool rain made it feel even more intense, and I was able to go all the way inside her in one smooth push. Cold wind came from the window and made me shiver. But inside her, I felt very hot.

I started to move my body back and forth with a slow and deep thrust, finding a great rhythm. My hands went to her boobs, holding them firmly like a steering wheel with each push. I gently pulled her nipples, which made my strokes deeper and pushed me further into her.

She made deep sounds and arched her hips to meet me. She bent her knees and moved her legs wider apart, telling me to go harder and deeper. I started to move faster. I found her clitoris, which was hard and throbbing, and rubbed it with more pressure. She then shook and felt a rush of pleasure.

I didn’t stop there; I kept having sex with her, pushing all the way through her climax. “Lie down,” she said, wanting to ride me with all her power. I did right away. The moment she was on top and tied her hair, that was the absolute beauty.

She set her position, and when she started riding me, she did so slowly and built the pace like she’d been doing it her whole life. Her moves were like a wave, a mesmerising blend of strong up-and-down thrusts and slow, sexy rolls that brought me to a new level of ecstasy. She was absolutely showing me heaven.

When I saw her big jugs moving with each push, I felt really good. The sight was so much that I reached up and pulled her close. I lifted myself to put her nipples in my mouth. Even with my head against her boobies, she kept a steady pace, and I sucked hard like a baby on her nipples.

“Let’s continue on mission, Doggy,” I said. She smiled and turned over. Her body was beautiful and brown with nice curves. I licked her butt crack one more time, then put my dick inside from behind. Watching her back made me want her more, so I moved in and out faster.

I started thrusting hard and fast. Her screams filled the room. We didn’t care about the noise because the doors were locked. I spanked her hard, maybe ten or fifteen times, until I could see the red prints from my hands on her round, brown ass. I then pulled her cheeks apart, which made her let out a sharp moan.

I pinched her ass hard enough to leave my nail marks, a clear sign that she was enjoying it. I spit on my fingers to make them wet, then rubbed my thumb hard over her asshole. Without any warning, I pushed my fingers deep inside her. She shouted and begged me “not to do it,” but I didn’t listen.

Her pleas only made me want to continue even more. I stopped and put some spit on my fingers to make them wet. I then put them in her butt. She screamed a little and yelled my name, so I stopped right away and kissed her back for a few minutes for her to calm down and take a breath.

This time, I went slow, carefully putting my fingers in. She was more relaxed now, and her body was ready, and her muscles got looser around me. After my three fingers had prepared her, it was time for me to fill her. I guided my cock to the opening and pushed, sliding deep inside her.

Lavanya’s back arched sharply, her fists clenching, and a loud, drawn-out “Ahh” was pulled from deep within her. I had just started to enter her, and my dick was touching her tight insides. I didn’t stop, and I pushed myself another three inches deeper. She gasped sharply and started yelling my name.

Her voice sounded like she was feeling both good and bad at the same time. She yelled, “Patrick, you jerk, stop! I’m dying!” Her voice sounded so desperate that I stopped moving right away. After five minutes, I checked on her gently. She gasped, “Go slow,” so I did just that.

I moved inside her slowly and carefully. A couple of minutes later, she changed completely. Her soft words became a loud yell: “Lavanya! Tear my ass up. Fuck me.” I held her hair in my hand while I pushed into her butt. With every hard push, she grabbed the bed sheets tightly.

I saw her breasts moving a lot with each motion. I spanked her butt, which made it turn a dark red colour. As I moved into her, she pushed back and trembled. She then squirted. I didn’t want to stop, so I kept going at the same fast speed. My testicles hit against her in a steady beat.

I grabbed her hair, held on tight, and pulled her head back to kiss her from above. I told her I was about to cum, and she eagerly asked me to release on her breasts. With immense willpower, I pulled out my dick and stood over her. She turned, dropping to her knees.

I gripped her jaw firmly, stroked myself just a few times, and then my cum erupted, splashing onto her body like a powerful jet. Her face, neck and boobs were covered with my cum. She started sucking my cum and tasted a few drops stuck in the foreskin.

She sucked my cock till it became flaccid. It was a fantastic experience. I kissed her forehead and stood up. Sharing a cigarette on the balcony, we watched the world outside blur into a haze of smoke and city lights. Exhaustion finally catching up, we retreated to the bed, cuddling close and drifting off to sleep.

I hope you enjoyed my story. I’m from around Delhi-NCR. For feedback and discussion, you can hit me up at [email protected] or Google Chat.

Hi everyone, hope you all are doing well. I am back with another sexual encounter of my sexy Mom, Sujatha. My Mom, Sujatha, is 45 years old and has a sexy slutty figure of 34D-32-36. She is a sex bomb who can raise the dick of men with her sexy walk.

In the previous part, you read how I made my mom ready for the first night by taking care of her dressing. Continue to read what happened in the room and how my mom’s first night with Uncle went.

Mom went in and is now standing in front of Uncle. Mom fell on her Uncle’s feet to take his blessings. Uncle got surprised and said, “Hey, what happened, dear? Get up, don’t be so formal.”

Mom said, “Mmmm,” and got up. She was looking into Uncle’s eyes and said, “I’m totally shy and nervous, my dress is also not cooperating”.

Uncle held Mom’s shoulders. The room has dull lighting, just perfect for the first night. Uncle said to my mom, “Come closer, darling”. He pulled Mom closer and lifted her chin. He kissed Mom’s lips slowly. Mom can feel the liquor smell and the smoke smell, which she loves the most.

He smooched Mom’s lips and pushed his tongue into Mom’s mouth.

He started playing with her tongue now. mwuahahaaaaaaaaa those were the sounds coming from my mom’s mouth as they passionately kissed for more than 5 mins. Then they pulled out, and Uncle went a few steps back and started looking at Mom from top to bottom.

He then said, “I have been longing for this day for so long”. My mom said “hmm”, her body is shining in the dim light, most of her body is not covered. Uncle came to Mom, and turning around, he saw her fully. He then said, “I can see your dusky ass through the saree”.

He ran his hands over it and gripped her ass cheek with his hand. “Shhhhhhhhhhh”, Mom moaned. Uncle sniffed moms underarms from behind and squeezed her ass cheek harder. He bit her ear and said “I love it when you moan sujji the sound that comes from your mouth is so arousing”.

“ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh” mom moaned and said “you are making me so hot….I never imagined having a first night with you, no woman will get a chance like this”. Uncle smiled and said “yes babe you know I have many techniques to make any woman my slut”.

Saying those words he raised moms saree and touched her naked ass now. Its shining and so smooth. He roamed his hand all over it and slapped a few times. aaaaaaahhhhhh ssssssshhhhhh mom moaned every time he slapped her ass. Uncle went back to the bed and took his phone out and played some music.

He said to mom “come on babe show me some of your moves”. Mom replied “hmmm” and she moved her ass and shaked her hip. All her assets are moving. While Uncle kept sipping drinks and smoking, watching her move to the beat. He could see moms boobs jiggling and he began to rub his dick.

Its already popped up to 90 degrees . Mom started to look at it hornily. Uncle signaled my mom to come to him. Mom went to him slowly. Uncle caught mom and said “come on sujji sit on my lap and do some lap dance babe”. “hmmm” mom said and sat on his lap facing him.

But he asked mom to sit opposite to him so her back is facing him. He lifted moms saree so she could sit on his lap naked. While his dick is between her ass cheeks. He started rubbing his face on her back and looked at the only hook that was for her blouse.

sssssssss ahhhhhhhh mom moaned feeling his hot burning dick between her ass cheeks. He held her waist and ran his hand all over it. hmmmmmm aaaaaaaaa mom moaned again as his hand played with her waist. His finger circled around her navel and pushed his finger into it tickling her.

He bit her shoulder while fingering her navel. My mom was still moving her ass in circular motion on his dick. mmm mmmm mmmmm mmmmm ahhhhhhhhhh my mom kept moaning. Uncle was smelling her armpit and the jasmine in her hair. He smelled her hair first and then moved his fingers from her navel upwards.

They went through her cleavage and then he pulled her lips with his fingers. He put his finger into her mouth and she sucked his finger. He then lifted both her hands up and touched her underarms feeling the smoothness of them first. mwuahaaaaaaaaaa mom moaned as his hands played with her smooth underarms.

He then bent a little and sniffed her left underarm. “ohhhhhhh my goddddddddddd” my mom moaned. Then he sniffed the right one and said “you smell so good sujji, see how your smell is making my dick burn. Let me see them babe turn around”.

Mom started to turn around and when she got up and lifted her saree herself. He saw her red thong between her pussy lips and it’s already soaking wet. He held that thong and pulled her into his lap. Sitting on his lap mom moaned “sssssss my godddddddddd”.

He moved the thong aside and placed his dick between her pussy lips and made her sit. She can feel his dick between her pussy lips now. “ohhhhhhhhhhh my godddddd” mom moaned again, feeling his dick between her pussy lips. He then lifted her hands up and looked at her brown dusky armpits.

He smelled them from the front again. Mom went crazy and started to moan “ohhhhhh plsssssss noooooooooo I’m flying in heaven the aroma in the room, your smoke and drinks smell..fuckkkk”. He then kisses her underarms and begins to lick them.

Mom was shivering as he licked them and he was loving as her waist was pushing over his dick. He removed her pallu to see her ample cleavage. He saw sweat drops all over it. “hmmm ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh” mom kept on moaning and according to her heart beat raising and falling, her boobs bounced up and down.

He licked those sweat drops first and then unhooked the blouse. “sssssss ahhhhhhhhhhh” mom moaned as her boobs got free from the cage. He pulled the strings from the shoulder making the blouse fall between them. Seeing her nipples which are hard and shining like grapes.

He licked his lips, while mom can feel his cock growing bigger inside her pussy walls. She moaned “shhhhhhh ohhhhhh godddddddd im shiveringgg nooooooo”. But Uncle caught her nipples with his fingers and pulled them. “ssssssssssssss slowwwwwwwwwww plsssssss” mom moaned.

He pulled them and put them in his mouth. Watching all this I kept stroking my dick pulling it out from my shorts. Uncle licked moms nipples while holding them with his teeth and took them into his mouth. He started sucking them one after the other. Biting them leaving his teeth mark all over her cleavage.

“sssssssssss ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooo” mom was screaming in pain and pleasure. I was worried about what happened to my mom but Uncle looked at me and smiled. He then held her hands over her head and made her fall back a little. He sucked moms boobs like hell.

He played with her navel, licking it and poking with his tongue. mmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh sssssssssssss ahhhhhhhhh mom kept on moaning. Uncle bit her underarms too and licked them again and again till he was satisfied. He then all of the sudden lifted her up and made her stand.

He pulled the saree off and pulled the blouse too and tore the thong. He pushed mom on bed and she fell with her stomach on bed. He held his dick and brought it between her ass. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh mom was moaning when he tore her thong.

Understanding what he is about to do she moaned “please lick me first please”. Saying those words she spread her thighs and said “plssssssss im not yet ready plsssss make me a little more wet plssssssss I can’t take it if not plsssssssssss”. But Uncle slapped her ass hard and pulled her hair from behind.

He said “I never licked a woman in my life, I will not lick yours too”. He then looked at me who was stroking watching my mom and uncles first night. He said to my mom “Hang on”. He then signaled me to come inside. I pushed my dick back into my shorts and went in.

I went in and saw my mom lying on the bed with her legs spread showing her wet pussy and dark ass hole to me. Uncle noticed me licking my lips watching my mom in that position. He said to me “hey this slut wants some licking before fucking since she is wife today I cannot disappoint her so why dont you use this chance to taste your moms pussy”.

I smiled and was ready instantly. I went near my mom and knelt between her legs. I spread my moms ass cheeks wide with my hands and sniffed her ass hole and pussy. My mom moaned “aaaaaaaaaaa”. Uncle was watching all of this standing and stroking his dick.

I started licking from the bottom of my moms pussy till her ass hole in a single lick. Uncle saw my moms ass cheeks shivering as my tongue touched your ass hole. He sat near her ass on bed and started slapping them every time they shivered.

As my tongue is now deep into my moms pussy her body is shivering as I fucked her pussy with his tongue. Uncle pulled moms hand back and handed over his dick to stroke. Mom was moaning “ahhhhhhhhhhha haaaaaa ahhhhhhhhh ssssssssssssshhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh”.

While Uncle slapped both her ass cheeks one after the other. I stopped licking and looking at my Uncle. I asked “Uncle can I use the chocolate syrup please”. He asked me “for what?”. I said “to pour it on moms pussy and lick”. Uncle had never done something like that so he said “ok”.

He saw me opening the bottle and pouring the chocolate syrup on my moms ass hole. Which of course was flowing down to her pussy. Then I started to lick her pussy back to the ass hole. Uncle kept watching how was biting the bed and stroking his dick harder every time I poured some more and licked her pussy like crazy.

Suddenly Uncle got an idea and took the bottle from my hand. He poured the syrup on moms both ass cheeks and rubbed it all over them. He then started to lick it from the ass cheeks. Moms moans filled the whole room. Even it tasted good for Uncle licking moms ass with chocolate syrup.

He poured it all over her back and licked it all. He then asked me to stop and turned her around. With two men licking her, my mom already came twice. Uncle then asked me to get out and he poured the syrup on moms navel and boobs.He licked them fully and then sat on her boobs.

He asked mom to open her mouth. Placing his dick on her lips, he poured the syrup on his dick. So it flows down into my moms mouth. Once it reached her mouth, he slowly pushed his dick along with the syrup into her mouth. Mom began to suck his dick with the syrup filled mouth.

Uncle loved it and once she was done licking all the syrup from the dick. He lied down and poured the syrup on his balls and asked mom to lick them too. My mom was so horny again and she did it immediately. Uncle loved the slutty look on moms face when she licked his balls.

He pushed mom down on bed and placed her legs on his shoulders. He pushed his dick in one stroke into moms dripping pussy and began fucking mom. He squeezed moms boobs hard while fucking her pussy. He licked her boobs in between and he can still taste the yummy chocolate all over them.

Mom was loving that hard fucking and lifting her ass up to match strokes. Uncle then placed her legs on bed and spread them wide. Holding them wide, he started fucking with hard long strokes. Moms boobs were bouncing as Uncle was fucking harder. Mom couldnt hold any longer and squirted again.

Those juices jumped off her pussy as my Uncle’s dick went in. Weird sounds came out of moms pussy as he kept fucking while mom kept on leaking. Uncle got angry as mom came before him and he pulled out his dick from moms pussy. He went to her face and held her by her throat.

He pushed her so her head fell from the bed. He then pushed his dick into moms mouth and began to fuck her throat. I could see and hear mom gagging and coughing on his dick. But he started to slap moms face and fucked her throat. He also slapped her pussy a few times in between.

Now the room got filled by the slapping sounds while Uncle didn’t show any mercy in fucking moms throat. I ran inside to see what was happening. I could see moms face boobs and pussy got red. While her saliva was drooling from either side of her face.

Uncle caught moms throat hard and choked her he grunted loud. He came in my moms mouth and got up from her and fell on bed. Once Uncle got up from mom my mom fell on the floor and started to cough spitting his cum on the floor. I sat beside mom and caught her till she was alright.

Once she was back to normal she looked at me and smiled. I was in shock not knowing why she was smiling. All of the sudden she pulled me towards her and locked my lips with hers. I could taste Uncle’s cum in her mouth but my mom began to kiss me wildly. I followed her wildness and kissed her wilder.

Uncle was watching us smiling. Once we were done kissing mom got up and sat on bed. Lying over the bed she caught Uncle’s dick and kissed its tip. She said to Uncle “This is the best first night anyone can have in their life”. We looked at the time and it was 2 am.

Uncle tapped moms lips with his semi hard dick and said “we still have many things to do, our first night is not yet done”. My mom smiled and replied “for sure dear husband, but let’s get some energy”. My mom walked naked to the kitchen followed by me. She brought some food for the three of us while Uncle started to drink from his glass.

Hope you loved the adventure and the first night is not yet done. You can mail her at and you can write to me on “[email protected]. Bye.

Hi guys, mera naam Maxxlover hain aur yeh meri pehli sex story hain. Toh kuch bhul chuk ho toh maaf kardo.

Baat kuch 12 saal pehle ki hain jab main 1st year college mein tha. Toh main 6 mahine mein ek baar ghar aata tha. Toh jab main ghar aata tha, toh apne relatives se milne jaata tha kyunki humari extended family – cousins, chachas, chachis – sab aas-paas hi rehte the.

So ek din main apni chori chachi se milne gaya. Toh humare baatey shuru hogayi. Aur bohat der baat karne ke baad, meri chachi ne mujhe pucha, “Tu toh itna smart hain… koi girlfriend banayi ki nahi?”

Main sharma gaya aur koi jawab nahi diya.

Unhone wapas pucha toh maine masti mein keh diya, “Aap jaisi koi milli nahi.”

Oh, sorry guys… main apni chachi ke baare mein batana bhul gaya. Wo 5’7″ ki thodi healthy lady hain, figure 36-38-42 ke aas-paas hain. Unki boobs itne bade nahi hain, unke shareer ke hisaab se, lekin unki ass mast hain. Ek dum gori chitti! Aur haan, wo poori dudh jaisi gori hain.

Ek dum hot aur sexy lagti hain woh, lekin maine kabhi unke baare mein kuch galat nahi socha uss din tak.

Toh maine jaise hi yeh bola, wo thoda alag sa look dene lagi aur mujhe ghurne lagi aur kaha, “Kya main itni sundar hu?”

Toh maine ‘haan’ kaha aur kaha, “Aap bohat hot ho.”

Pata nahi mujhe kya hua, maine seedha unhe uthake bedroom pe le jaane laga aur wo ‘nahi nahi’ karne lagi. Jaise hi bedroom pahunch gaye, maine unhe kiss karne ka try kiya. Unhone ‘nahi nahi’ kaha toh mujhe achanakse bura laga aur main unhe chodke seedha apne ghar chala gaya.

Meri fati padi thi, kahi chachi ne chacha ko boldiya ya mere ghar pe boldiya toh main toh gaya, kyunki wo yeh sab chahti nahi thi… aisa mujhe laga.

Do din koi baat nahi humari; meri fati padi thi. Achanakse unka call aaya aur meri fati padi thi. Dar dar ke unka call uthaya. Toh unhone kaha, “Abhi mere ghar aa.”

Maine pucha, “Kyu?”

Toh unhone bola, “Aata hain ki batau kya harkate ki tune mere saath kiya??”

Meri fatke chaar thi… main jaise taise dar dar ke unke ghar scooty leke chala gaya.

Jaise hi unke ghar pahunch gaya, wo bohat gusse mein dikh rahi thi.

Chachi: “Parso tune yeh mere saath kya karne ka try kiya?”

Me: “Sorry chachi… aap mujhe bohat pasand the… iss liye main final gaya. Maaf kardo.”

Main unke pair padne laga, maafi mangne laga.

Chachi mujhe bas dekhe jaa rahi thi… kuch nahi bol rahi thi.

Pata nahi mujhe kya hua, main seedha utha aur unhe baaho mein leke chumne laga. Aur maine soch gaya, unhone bhi mujhe chumna shuru kiya without any hesitation. Tab mujhe pata chala chachi ne plan karke mujhe bulaya tha kyunki wo zyada der akela rahegi.

Yeh meri zindagi ka pehla kiss tha aur pehla romantic encounter – wo bhi itni sexy aur sundar MILF ke saath. Haaye meri kismat!

Meri chachi bohat acchi kisser thi. Maine socha nahi tha gaun main badi hui aurat itni acchi kisser ho sakti hain kyunki kaafi saal tak un jaise kiss mujhe kissi ne nahi kiya.

Fir hum kiss karte hue bedroom gaye aur waha unhone kaha, “I love you.”

Aur maine bhi unhe kaha, “I love you.”

Aur 15 min. tak humne pagalo jaise kiss kiya.

Fir maine unka top uthaya aur wo black bra mein thi. Doodh jaisi gori surat aur black bra jaise koi combination nahi – ek dum katilana, guys.

Maine unki bra atari aur unki boobs ko pyaar kiya 15 min. Aur fir unhone mujhe nanga kiya aur mera lund chusa, lekin mujhe bohat dard hua. Shayad yeh sirf unhone mere liye kiya, kyunki unhone shayad yeh kabhi nahi kiya.

Unko blowjob dena nahi aata tha; wo daat laga rahi thi toh maine mana kar diya aur unhe nanga kiya. Haaye! Doodh jaisi gori surat with sexy figure – ek dum nangi mere samne.

Maine socha, “Maza aagaya!”

Fir maine unki chut chatne ki try ki, lekin unhone karne nahi diya kyunki unhone clean nahi kiya tha aur unko nahi surity thi ki hum sex karenge.

Fir unhone kaha, “Tu mere saath sex kar… chut agli baar chaat lena. Mujhe charam sukh de, meri pyaas bujhake.”

Fir maine ek takiya unke gaand ke neeche set kiya, jo maine sex story mein padha tha, kyunki yeh meri first sex thi aur mujhe itna kuch nahi pata tha. Fir maine try kiya dhakka marne ka, wo hasne lagi.

Me: “Kya hua?”

Chachi: “First time hain, kya?”

Me: “Haan.”

Chachi: “Mujhe toh laga tu manjha hua khiladi hain.”

Me: “Chachi, aap meri first ho har cheez mein. Main aapko kabhi nahi bhulunga.”

Chachi: “Accha beta… dekhte hain tu mere paas rehta hain ya nahi…”

Me: “Kabhi nahi bhulunga aapko…”

Fir unhone mera lund unki chut pe set kiya aur maine ek hi baat mein andar dhaal diya. Unhe bohat dard hua aur unhone kaha, “Tera chacha se bada hain… toh thoda dheere se dhaal.”

Fir maine unhe 5 min. choda aur mere paani nikal gaya, kyunki yeh mera pehla time tha.

Chachi: “First time ke liye 5 min. badhiya hain. Tere chacha ka aaj bhi 5 min. mein ho jata hain.”

Fir maine aur chachi ne thodi der nange hue hug karke soye.

Lekin mera kaha mann bharne wala tha? Toh maine unhe kiss karke excited kiya aur unhone, “BJ du?” pucha.

Lekin time kam hone ki wajah se maine kaha, “Sex karte hain seedha… foreplay, next time,” kyunki unke bete ke aane mein 30 to 45 mins. bache the.

Fir wapis maine takiya set karke apna lund unke andar dhaala, missionary position mein, aur 20 min. chodke apna paani andar chod diya. Wo do baar jhad chuki thi kyunki pehli baar unhone itna lamba sex kiya tha aur wo bohat satisfied thi. Aur mujhe kal bhi aane ko kaha to satisfy her.

Aage ki kahani agle story mein.

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Humesha hazir aapke liye.

Itni saari jagah likhi hain kyunki main yaha visit karta rehta hu ya aapke liye specially bhi aa sakta hu.

Hi readers. I’m Ayaan, standing at almost 5’11, fair, with brown eyes, medium-long hair, and an eye-catching physique. I’m an athlete and regular at the gym. And I’m a pretty handsome guy, according to women. So, let’s get started.

The incident happened in my junior college when I was 19. It was the day of the football tournament. 16 teams from 16 schools were participating in the tournament. All who had different strategies, strengths and weaknesses. This tournament was like none other.

This time the tournament was being held at a school near us, about 10- 15 km away. We were accompanied by our coach, three teachers (two teaching and one non-teaching). It was as important as board exams for most schools in the tournament.

We played our first match with the ‘X’ team. The score was 0-2, where the ‘X’ team had scored 2 goals and we were at 0. Then it was halftime, and both teams went back to their respective dressing rooms.  It started raining heavily afterwards.

Inside the dressing room, outrage had broken down. A big quarrel started between the players, where each was blaming the other for the loss. Things were getting escalated, and if our coach didn’t stop it, it might have created havoc.

The coach began reprimanding us and told us it wasn’t due to one player’s error but a collective failure. Then an announcement was made. Due to the bad weather, the game will commence after the rain stops. Following his lengthy lecture, the coach left, and we all settled down.

After a few seconds, after the coach left, I stood up and started to go outside. That’s when one of my friends (let’s call him Ajay) asked me.

Ajay: Where are you going?

Me: I need to calm my mind after all this. I need some fresh air. I am going out.

Ajay: Ok, but where?

Me: Anywhere where I find peace, I guess.

I then got outside and went to the third floor of the building, which was under construction. But there was no one around (including workers), I guess it was due to the tournament. I stood on a balcony at the back, overlooking a small forest.

Breathing in the fresh air, I felt a sense of calmness, and that’s when.

Shwetha: Calming yourself, I see.

She knew me well. Shwetha is the heroine of this story, so basically, she was my sexy library teacher (the one non-teaching staff). She was 35 years old then, 5’6, with fair skin, gorgeous brown eyes and silky-smooth wavy hair. Her measurements were 37-28-39.

Me: Huh…just wanted a little peace.

Shwetha came and stood beside me.

Shwetha: Did you find it?

Me: A bit…kind of. I think.

Shwetha: You know you still look a little off.

Me: I know. I can’t shake off what happened back there. It keeps replaying in my mind.

Shwetha: It wasn’t your fault.

Me: (looking at her) It is, maybe not completely, but I had a role in it too.

Shwetha: It’s not over; we still have the second half.

Me: I know, but I don’t have the confidence anymore.

Shwetha: Hey, don’t say like that.

Shwetha: I am there for you. For anything. Ok.

Me: Yeah, I know

Shwetha: Then tell me how I can make you feel better

Me: I don’t know

There was a pause for a moment. She then suddenly turned, facing my side, came in close and planted a kiss on my cheek. I looked at her and she asked.

Shwetha: Did that change your mood?

Me: A bit

Shwetha: Only a bit?

Me: Yup, only a bit

After a brief moment, she gently grasped my jaw, turning it to face her, and then she kissed me softly on the lips. It lasted for a few seconds.

Shwetha: Did that change your mood?

Me: It did

I looked into her eyes and gently grabbed her by the waist, drawing her close until our bodies touched. She had worn a golden yellow saree paired with a silver blouse, accentuating her curves elegantly while remaining professional.

Me: But not in the way you thought.

She glanced down at my shorts, noticing a bulge.

Shwetha: Someone is hungry.

Me: (Smiling) What do you say?

Shwetha: Here, no way.

Me: There is a washroom here which is completed and it’s clean.

She was a bit hesitant at first, but I was able to convince her afterwards. We approached the washroom, checking the entrance to ensure it was empty. Once confirmed, I held the door open for Shwetha to enter first. I followed, giving one final glance to verify no one was around.

I stepped inside and locked the door behind us. The washroom was very wide and a bit dirty due to dust. The washbasins were on the left, the open urinals in the centre, and the enclosed toilets/bathrooms on the right. Typical washroom layout.

So, coming back to the story. After locking the door, the wait was over. There she was, standing all alone with no one to interrupt us. We both were smiling at each other as we knew what was going to happen next. I stepped closer, but she playfully backed away, beckoning me with a teasing finger.

Me: (smilingly) Hey…this is not fair.

Shwetha: Everything is fair in love and war.

Me: This is not the time to play games.

Shwetha: Maybe it is.

Me: Really. You really want to do this. We don’t have much time, and my boy is hungry.

Shwetha: The earlier you catch me, the more you get.

Hearing this, I looked down and smiled, and then suddenly I sprinted and got hold of her pallu.

Me: Gotcha.

She smiled at me in a teasing way, and I knew she had surrendered. I came close to her while holding the pallu. Her breaths are slow and steady now. I put my left hand on her face, locked our eyes on each other and started to kiss. Our lips pressed against each other, crushing them in the overwhelming heat.

After a little while, I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, our tongues dancing in a wet, juicy battle, blending in passionate exchanges of our saliva. I then pinned her against the wall and started smooching her again. After a few minutes of smooching,

I started kissing and licking her cheeks, jaw, neck and shoulder, which made her moan slightly. The heat beneath her skin rose each time I pressed my lips against her body. Her breaths are getting faster. I held her waist, rubbed and pressed it gently, eliciting soft sounds from her lips.

In a moment of spontaneity, she removed her watch and pearl necklace. I unpinned her pallu and turned her to face the wall, followed by unfastening her silver blouse. Before me lay her back, wide open, with only the delicate straps of her bra remaining. I then removed the top of my jersey.

I started making her back wet with my open-mouthed kisses and licks. I then unhooked her white bra, slowly pulling down the straps. I then took her bra and threw it in the washbasin. I wanted to go layer by layer (top to bottom), but we didn’t have time.

She turned around. I pulled away the remaining part of her saree that was stuck to her petticoat and put it aside. I untied the knot of her off-white petticoat underneath. She was wearing pale yellow pants that were already wet from all the excitement.

I slipped two fingers into her pussy from the side of her panties. She was moaning. I began to be more aggressive with my fingers for a few minutes. After a while, she said, “I am cumming,” as her love juices flowed out from every side of her panties.

But I continued to finger her pussy. Her love juice was overflowing, which got my hands all soaked up in her milky white cum. I took my fingers out of her pussy and put them in her mouth and made her taste her cum. I then told her to clean my hands.

She sucked every ounce of cum on my entire hand. Once that was done, I slid her panties off and tossed them aside. Now, she stood there completely naked, her smooth, shaven pussy eager to be driven. I turned her around to face the wall, both her hands on the wall.

I pulled my dick out of my shorts (that jumped out like a rocket). I slid just the top of my dick into her wet pussy. A very soft moan escaped her lips. I then pushed my dick inside her pussy. It wasn’t that tight like the old days, but it still felt quite good.

She moaned. I then thrust back and forth very quickly as I had limited time. Holding her by the waist, she started moaning very loudly. Her moans grew louder, gasps with the ‘thud thud thud’ sound of our bodies meeting, echoing in the room.

I placed my right hand on her breast, gently squeezing. Her moans became soft and calm. As someone who loves drawing out those sounds, I leaned close and murmured, “I’m going to take you hard.” Her lips curved into a surprised, teasing smile.

I drew her close by her shoulder, our bodies pressed tightly together, skin against skin. Still inside her, we stood entwined. She gripped my hair, moaning softly while I thrusted her slowly. I kissed and licked along her neck and shoulder, my hand still pressing her breast.

Me: This is going to hurt.

Shwetha: (low voice) Do whatever you want, just be quick.

I then grabbed both her boobs with my hands and pressed them roughly. Her hands tugged my hair with a teasing pull, urging me on. I thrust into her with more intensity, cupping her boobs (like a handle) to hold her closer with each thrust.

She was moaning lustily at the beginning of my initial surge. Followed by “ah, ah” with each powerful thrust. I fucked her like that until I reached climax. I dumped the cum into her pussy, and then I urged her to taste what remained on me.

She was an expert in sucking, her lush lips parting with tantalising grace as she enveloped me. Each pull sends waves of heavenly bliss through my spine. She followed, her tongue tracing with fervent hunger, licking the last traces of cum remaining.

Rain had stopped in the meantime, so it was time for the match to resume. That’s when I got a call from Rohit (one of my teammates)

Rohit: Hello, where are you?

Me: I’m here

Rohit: Where?

Me: Inside the school compound itself.

Rohit: Ok, where?

Me: Why did you call?

Rohit: We are going for lunch. Are you coming or what?

Me: Is it lunch break? What about the tournament?

Rohit: You didn’t hear right?

Me: Hear what?

Rohit: The announcement

Me: No.

Rohit: Ok, there was an announcement made that the match will resume after lunch because the ground is wet and muddy and needs time to dry.

Me: Oh, ok. When will the match start?

Rohit: They said the match will resume after 2 pm.

I looked at Shweta’s watch; it was 1:10 now.

Me: Mm

Rohit: Are you coming?

Me: Aah… No

Rohit: Ok, in case you changed your mind, come to the cafeteria. We will be there.

Me: Ok

Shwetha: Who was it?

Me: Rohit.

Shwetha: Did the match start?

I looked her in the eye, went near her and started kissing her.

Shwetha: (surprised)What happened?

Me: God has granted me my wish.

(Starts kissing again)

Shwetha: What wish?

Me: The wish to give me more time to love you?

Shwetha: What?

I then explained everything that Rohit told me. I started kissing her on her lips, cheeks and neck.

Shwetha: Aren’t you hungry?

Me: I’m. For you.

Shwetha:(blushing)

I then pressed her against the wall, her face facing me, and started kissing her hard. I couldn’t get enough. My hands found her thighs, and I lifted her right leg, pulling her close. I then put my dick inside her and started thrusting.

All the excitement had caused her pussy to become incredibly wet, making it effortless for me to slide in. Then, standing on my knees on the floor, I began to lick and suck her clitoris before dipping my tongue inside her pussy, exploring every inch with eager laps. I increased my pace every couple of seconds.

Shwetha: Aah, I can’t hold it anymore. I am cumming.

The whole load exploded on my face. She looked at me and started laughing.

Me: What?

Shwetha: (laughing) You look like you put too much face cream on your face.

Me: (laughing) I need to wash my face.

I then washed my face. I then grabbed her by the waist and started kissing her on the lips.

Shwetha: Wait. We need to go, it’s getting late.

It was already 1:40.

Me: Ok. But we can’t go like this.

Both of us were very sweaty from all the action.

Shwetha: What should we do then?

I had a very naughty little idea.

Me: We can use the jet spray in the toilet for cleaning ourselves. It will help us clean ourselves and help us get rid of the smell of the sweat for the time being. No one will even suspect anything.

Shwetha had her perfume in her bag, which was in the classroom on the ground floor.

Shwetha: Ok

Me: Let’s bathe together

Shwetha: No

Me: Come on, please

She was hesitant, but after a lot of pleading, she finally said ok.

Shwetha: Ok, but no fucking. Understood.

Me: (disappointed) Ok fine

We entered the bathroom and began washing each other with the jet spray. After a while, Shwetha turned so I could wash her back. Her ass was very close to me, and I started to get aroused.

My beast started to awaken. I brushed against her. She turned and met my gaze.

Shwetha: Not again.

Me: Sorry, I can’t help it. It’s the peak of my puberty.

Shwetha: That’s true. Can’t blame you for that.

She grabbed my dick and started stroking it gently.

Shwetha: Does it feel good

Me: Ah. Yes

Shwetha knelt before me, her lips wrapping around me, teasing and intensifying my arousal. Already hard, her warm, skilled mouth made me ache even more. We moved to the bathroom, where I sat on the toilet seat.

She straddled me, facing the door, guiding me inside her. Her hips began to rise and fall, smooth and effortless. The wet sound of her body against mine filled the small space.

I grabbed the jet spray, letting cool water stream over her skin, adding a slick thrill as we moved together. After a few minutes, she turned to face me, her rhythm unbroken.

Her breasts bounced with each motion, tempting me. I reached out, gripping them firmly, squeezing as her moans deepened. After a few minutes, Shwetha paused, her breath heavy. I leaned in, capturing her left breast with my mouth, sucking gently as her moans grew louder, soft and needy.

Lost in the heat of the moment, I cum inside her, my release spilling out, thick and sticky. We reached for the jet spray, the cool water washing over us, cleansing our bodies as the intimacy had ended. We both got dressed afterwards and got out of the bathroom.

I went to the ground while Shwetha went to the classroom for her perfume.

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Hello dosto main incest rahul harjir hu. Ek aur nayi kahani ke sath, ye kahani maa aur bete dono ke nazariye se likhi hai. To aapko jayada bor na karte hue sidhe kahani par chalte hai.

Hello dosto mera naam Ankush hai. Meri umar 19 saal hai. Main pilibhit ki rehne wali hu. Meri ye kahani meri mummy aur mere beech bane chudai ke rishte ki hai. Jiske liye mujhe bohut himmat karne padi. Mere ghar papa, mummy aur main hi hu.

Mere papa ek company mein store manager hai. Aur jis company mein woh kaam karte hai. Uski branch dusre sehar mein bhi hai. Jiski wajah se unhe harr hafte dusre sehar jaana padta hai. Aur isi wajah se woh aapne kaam mein busy rehte hai.

Mummy ki jubani – Mera naam Shobha hai. Meri umar 41 saal hai. Main dikhne mein aapni umar ki aurto jaise hu. Mera rang sawla hai. Aur umar ke sath sath mere upar thoda mutapa bhi aa gaya hai.

Jo is umar ki jayadatar aurto ke upar aa jata hai. Magar yahi bhara hua badan harr mard ko pasand hota hai. Aur to aur aaj kal harr jawan ladka bhi bhare badan wali aunty ko chodna chahta hai. Aur mera badan bhi pura bhara hua hai.

Mera figure 34D 38 42 hai. Figure sunke aap samajh hi gaye honge ki main kaise dikhti hogi. Main jayadatar saree pehanti hu. Aur ghar mein maxi pehen ke rehti hu. Log hamesha mujhe ghurte hai.

Logo ki nazar hamesha mere bade bade dudh aur meri uthi hui gaand par hoti hai. Aur unhe dekhne se ye saaf saaf pata chalta hai ki woh log mujhe chodna chahte hai. Magar mujhe unse koi farak nahi padta hai.

Main aapne pati ki liye puri tarah se wafadaar hu. Halaki main aaj bhi chudai ka bharpur maza lena chahti hu. Magar ab mere aur mere pati ke beech chudai naa ke brabar hoti hai. Kyuki ek to woh kaam mein busy rehte hai. Aur dusri taraf unko sugar ki bimari hai.

Jiski wajah se unka lund theek se khada nahi hota hai. Jiski wajah se hamari chudai bohut kam ho gayi hai. Ab mere pati 1 dedh mahine mein 1 bar chudai karte hai. Aur usmein bhi unhe goli khani padti hai.

Is sab ke bawjud maine aaj tak aapne pati ko dhoka nahi diya hai. Halaki mann mera bhi hota hai. Magar main khud ko rok leti hu. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki meri ander jal rahi hai. Is aag ko bohut jald mera beta bujhane wala tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – meri mummy ke bare mein jaankar aap sab samjhi gaye honge ki main incest kyu bana hu. Halaki pehle maine ye sab dekhkar nazarandaaj kiya tha. Magar maa bete ki kahani padne ke baad meri nazar aapni mummy par gayi.

Aur maa bete ki chudai ki kahani padne ke baad, harr ladka aapni maa ko ek bar to hawas ki nazar se dekhta hi hai. Aur mere sath bhi aisa hi hua. Ab mujhe meri mummy mein ek desi milf nazar aane lagi thi.

Mummy ke woh bade bade dudh, unki balkhati kamar, unki gehri nabhi aur unki uthi hui gaand ye sab dekhkar main pagal hone laga. Mummy ko ek aurat ke nazariye se dekhne ke baad maine pehli bar unke naam ki muth mari.

Aur jitna maza mujhe mummy ke bare mein soch ke muth marne mein aaya. Itna maza porn dekhkar bhi nahi aaya. Incest hone ke baad mujhe harr pal sirf mummy ka khayal aata tha.

Main unhe nanga dekhne ke liye hamesha tayar rehta tha. Halaki woh pehle bhi mere samne upar ke kapde badal leti thi. Magar tab mujhe is cheej se koi farak nahi padta tha. Magar ab mummy ko dekhte hi mera lund khada ho jata tha.

Main unhe nanga dekhne ka ek bhi mouka hath se jane nahi deta tha. Incest hone ke baad meri himmat bohut badh gayi thi. Mummy ke dopher mein sone ke baad main unki gaand ko chutha tha. Unki gaand par aapna lund lagata tha.

Aur unhe hamesha peeche se pakad leta tha. Mummy ko mere irado ke bare mein koi jaankari nahi thi. Isiliye woh is sab cheej par dhayan nahi deti thi. Aur aise hi mujhe mummy ki chut dekhne ka mouka mila. Jab woh soti thi.

To kai bar unka peticot aur maxi upar ho jati thi. Aur tab mujhe unki chut dekhne ka mouka mil jata tha. Jab pehli bar maine mummy ki chut dekhi thi. To us din meri khushi ka thikana nahi tha.

Mummy ki chut fuli hui thi. Aur uski faanke moti moti thi. Aur unki chut par ek bhi baal nahi tha. Aur us din ke baad se mummy ko nanga dekhna unke bare mein soch ke muh marna. Ye sab meri zindgi ka hissa ban gaya tha.

Mummy par nazar rakhte rakhte mera mann unhe chodne ka karne laga. Kyuki main janta tha ki ab mummy aur papa ke beech chudai nahi hoti hai. Kyuki ek to mere papa kaam mein busy rehte the. Aur upar se unko sugar ki bimari thi.

Aur sugar ki bimari mein lund sahi se khada nahi hota hai. Aur hota bhi hai. To sahi se chudai nahi kar pata hai. Pehle main is cheej ko nazarandaaj kar bhi deta. Magar incest banne ke baad mujhe ye cheej saaf saaf dikhne lagi.

Aur Is sab se main itna to samajh gaya tha ki ho naa ho mummy ko bhi chudai ki iccha jarur hoti hogi. Kyuki harr aurat aapni chut mein lund lene ki iccha rakhti hai. Isiliye aaj kal aunty aur bhabhi jawan ladke se chudwana pasand karti hai.

Aur yahi sab soch ke maine faisla kar liya tha ki main mummy ki chudai jarur karunga. Ab main harr waqt mummy ko chodne ke bare mein sochne laga. Magar samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu.

Aur fir ek din mummy ki wajah se mujhe woh idea mil gaya. Us din mummy ne mujhe kuch saman laane ke liye bola. Magar usmein thode paise kam pad rahe the. To mummy ne bola. Unke bed ke gadde ke neeche se le lu.

Jayadatar gharo mein mummiya paise aur medicine gadde ke neeche rakhti hai. Aur meri mummy bhi aisa hi karti hai. Mummy ke kehne par jab main gadde ke neeche se paise lene gaya. Tab meri nazar waha ek neeli tablet par par gayi.

Aur us goli ko dekhte hi main pehchan gaya. Woh goli lund ko jayada der khada rakhne liye thi. Tablet ko dekhte hi main samajh gaya ki ye goli papa hi lete honge. Magar pichle kafi waqt se jab se main mummy par nazar rakhne laga hu.

Tab se maine abhi tak papa ko mummy ki chudai karte nahi dekha hai. Woh tablet maine wahi chhod di. Aur fir saman lene nikal gaya. Magar dimag mein wahi goli ghum rahi thi. Main bar bar yahi soch raha tha.

Ki papa abhi bhi mummy ki chudai karte hai. Iska matlab mummy ka bhi mann chudwane ka karta hoga. Magar papa ke kaam aur sugar ki bimari ki wajah se unhe woh sukh nahi mil pata hoga. Jo harr aurat chudai mein chahti hai.

Yahi sab sochte sochte mere dimag mein mummy ki chudai ka idea aa gaya. Magar ye idea kafi khatarnaak tha. Aur mummy papa ko bhi is bare mein bata sakti thi. Jisse meri gaand tutna pakka tha.

Main bar bar us idea ke bare mein soch raha tha. Aur mujhe mummy mera lund aapni chut mein leti hui dikh rahi thi. Mummy ki chudai ke sapne ne mujhe us idea ke liye himmat de di. Aur fir maine tay kar liya.

Ki main mummy ko chod ke rahunga. Fir chahe jo bhi ho jaye. Aur fir 2 din baad woh raat aayi. Jis raat main mummy ko chodne wala tha. Woh Saturday ki raat thi. Aur papa aapne kaam se dusre sehar gaye the.

Jaise ki woh harr hafte jaate hai. Main aur mummy ghar par akele the. Aur mummy ki chudai ki planning maine puri tarah kar li thi. Din to jaise taise nikal gaya. Aur fir raat ka khana khake main aapne kamre mein aa gaya.
Aur mummy rasoi mein kaam kar rahi thi. Tabhi main mummy ke pass rasoi mein gaya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy.

Mummy – Ha beta.

Main – Mummy mere sir mein bohut dard ho raha hai. Aapke pass woh sir dard ki goli hai kya?

Mummy – Kya ho gaya beta? Sir mein dard kaise hone laga.

Main – Pata nahi mummy. Aaj dopher se halka halka ho raha tha. Mujhe laga sahi ho
jayega. Magar ab thoda jayada ho raha hai.

Mummy – Tu ruk main kaam karke tere sir mein tel laga deti hu. Usse tera dard sahi ho jayega.

Main – Malish rehne do mummy. Koi goli hai to de do.

Mummy – Ha gadde ke neeche padi hai. Le le jaake.

Aur fir mummy ki baat sunke main unke kamre mein gaya. Aur lund khada karne wali goli khake aapne kamre mein jaake let gaya. Kuch hi der mein mera badan halka halka garam padne laga.

Maine aapne kapde nikal diye. Aur sirf underwear mein let gaya. Jismein se mere lund ka ubhar saaf saaf dikh raha tha. Aur fir kaam khatam karke mummy mere kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur fir woh mere sarane aake beth gayi. Aur mera sir aapni godh mein leke sir par tel lagane lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Dard jyada ho raha hai kya beta?

Main – Nahi mummy jayada nahi hai. Abhi dawai khayi hai. Thodi der mein sahi ho jayega.

Main aaram se leta hua tha. Aur mummy mere sir mein tel laga rahi thi. Aur ho naa ho mummy ki nazar mere kacche par jarur gayi hogi. Jaha mere lund ka ubhar saaf saaf dikh raha tha.

Mummy ki jubani – Aapne bete ko aise dekhna mere liye hi nahi, balki harr maa ke liye normal hai. Harr maa ne aapne ko kacche mein dekha hai. Aur aisa nahi hai main pehli bar aapne bete ke lund ko dekh rahi thi.

Harr subha jab bhi main aapne bete ko uthane jati hu. Tab uska lund khada hi hota hai. Jise maine kai bar dekha hai. Magar mujhe isse koi farak nahi padta hai. Kyuki woh mera beta hai. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki aaj yahi lund meri garmi shaant karne wala tha.

Main – Mummy papa kab aayenge.

Mummy – Kal subha tak aa jayenge.

Main – Aacha, ab rehne do mummy. Aur aap bhi jaake so jao.

Aapne bete ki baat sunke main aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aur aapni bra penty utaar ke sirf maxi pehen ke let gayi. Aur lete lete main aapne ander ke khalipan ke bare mein sochne lagi. Din to jaise taise nikal jata hai.

Magar raat ka khalipan harr aurat ko satata hai. Aur un aurto ki halat aur jayada buri hoti hai. Jinko kafi waqt se lund ka sukh naa mila ho. Main bhi unhi aurto mein se ek hu. Raat ka sade 11.30 baj raha tha.

Main bed par karwate badal rahi thi. Magar tabhi mujhe baalti girane ki awaaj aayi. Jise sunke main turant uth gayi. Aur aapne kamre ke bahar aake bathroom ke pass pauch gayi.

Aur isse pehle main kuch bol pati ki tabhi bathroom ka darwaja khula aur mera beta aapna geela badan leke bahar aa gaya.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Ye sab mera hi plan tha. Kyuki main janta tha. Agar main jara si bhi awaaj karunga. To mummy ayengi hi ayengi. Maine aisa hi kiya. Mera lund is waqt pura khada ho chuka tha.

Aur jaise hi main bathroom se bahar aaya. To samne mummy maxi pehne khadi thi. Jismein se unke bade bade dudh latke hue dikh rahe the. Mere bahar aate hi mummy ki nazar mere kacche par gayi.

Jaha mera lund tambu banke khada hua tha. Aur jaise hi mummy ne mera lund dekh liya. Tabhi maine aapne dono hath aapne kacche par rakh liye. Aur mere aisa karte hi mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tu theek to hai naa.

Main – Ha mummy main theek hu. Bas thoda sa dard ho raha tha. Aap so jao jaake.

Mummy ki jubani – Main to ye soch ke aapne bete ko dekhne gayi thi ki kahi use koi dikkat to nahi hai. Magar jab mera beta batroom ke bahar aaya. To meri pehli nazar uske kacche pe gayi.

Jaha uska lund tambu banke khada hua tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko aise dekhne ke baad main hairan ho gayi thi. Aur tabhi mera beta aapne hatho se aapne lund ko chupane laga. Aur isse pehle main kuch bol pati.

Mera beta waha se bhag ke sidha aapne kamre mein chala gaya. Jis tarah se mera beta bhag ke aapne kamre mein gaya tha. Aur usne aapne neeche hath rakha tha. Usse mujhe andaza ho gaya tha.

Ki jarur use koi pareshaani hai. Jo woh mujhse chupa raha hai. Isiliye main turant aapne bete ke peeche gayi. Aur uske kamre ka darwaja khol ke ander chali gayi. Aur mujhe dekhte hi mere bete ne aapne kacche pe fir hath rakh liya.

Aur woh mujhse nazre churane laga. Main khadi khadi aapne bete ko dekh rahi thi. Aur fir main uske pass jaake beth gayi. Mera beta mujhse nazar nahi mila raha tha. Tabhi main boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tera dard abhi sahi nahi hua.

Meri baat ka mere bete ne koi jawab nahi diya. Tabhi main fir boli.

Mummy – Beta tu aapne neeche hath kyu rakhe hai? Kya tere neeche dard ho raha hai?

Meri ye baat sunte hi mere bete ne aapne kacche se hath hata diya. Aur hath ke hat te hi uske kacche mein khada lund dikhne laga. Main aapne bete ke khade lund ko dekhne lagi. Tabhi mera beta bola.

Main – Ha mummy sir ka dard to theek ho gaya. Magar ab yaha neeche dard ho raha.

Aapne bete ki baat sunte hi main fir se uske kacche ko dekhne lagi. Jaha uska khada lund jhatke maar raha tha. Jisse uska kaccha hil raha tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko dekhne ke baad main boli.

Mummy – Beta tere neeche koi choot lagi thi kya?

Main – Nahi mummy choot tu nahi lagi thi. Magar jab se maine woh goli khayi hai. Uske kuch der baad se hi mere neeche dard hone laga hai.

Mummy – Konsi goli khayi thi beta.

Main – Woh gadde ke neeche jo neeli goli rakhi thi wahi.

Jaise hi mere bete ne ye baat kahi. Main turant uth ke khadi ho gayi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Beta tu yahi beth main abhi aati hu.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Meri ye baat sunte hi mummy turant bahar chali gayi. Kyuki unhe bhi andaza ho gaya tha ki Maine konsi goli khayi hai. Main bhi yahi chahta tha. Mummy ke jaate hi maine darwaja band kar liya. Magar use lock nahi kiya.

Kyuki main janta tha mummy abhi wapas aane wali thi. Aur fir maine aapna lund bahar nikala. Aur thuk laga ke aapne lund ko aage peeche karne laga. Aur mummy ka intezaar karne laga.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Jaise hi mere bete ne neeli goli ki baat kahi. Main tabhi samajh gayi thi ki mere bete ne konsi goli khayi hai. Magar main fir bhi dekhna chahti thi. Aur jab maine aapne kamre mein jaake dekha.

To main aapna sir pakad ke beth gayi. Mere bete ne mere pati ki chudai karne wali goli kha li thi. Jise main ander rakhna bhool gayi thi. Aur ab uske upar us goli ka asar ho gaya tha. Jiski wajah se uska lund aise khada hua tha.

Main bethi bethi ye sochne lagi ki ab kya hoga. Kyuki is goli ka asar jaldi khatam nahi hone wala tha. Aur upar se mere bete pe iska asar aur jayada hoga. Kyuki ek to woh pehle se hi jawan hai.

Jiski wajah se uska lund jaldi khada hota hai. Aur ab usne jo goli khayi thi. Uski wajah se to uska lund bethne ka naam nahi lega. Main yahi sab soch rahi thi. Aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu.

Main aapne pati ko bhi ye baat nahi bata sakti thi. Kyuki woh ulta mere upar chad jate. Yahi sab sochte sochte main dubara aapne bete ke kamre ke pass aa gayi. Uska darwaja band tha. Main bahar khadi khadi yahi soch rahi thi.

Ki main kaise aapne bete ko ye bataungi ki usne jo goli khayi hai. Woh kis cheej ki goli hai. Yahi sab sochte sochte maine uske kamre ka darwaja khol diya. Aur samne ka nazara dekhkar meri saans ruk gayi.

Mere bete ne aapna lund bahar nikal rakha tha. Aur woh aankhe band karke aapne lund ko aage peeche kar raha tha. Aaj pehli bar main aapne bete ke lund ko samne se dekh rahi thi. Aur uska lund dekhkar meri aankhe badi ho thi.

Mere bete ka lund 6-inch lambe aur 4-inch mote lund tha. Aur uske lund ka mota supada khula hua tha. Jisse uska lund aur bhi jayada mota lag raha tha. Kuch second tak to meri nazar bhi aapne bete ke lund se hati nahi.

Magar tabhi mere bete ne aapni aankh kholi. Aur mujhe samne khada dekhkar woh ek dum se sakpaka gaya. Aur fir usne jaldi se aapna lund kacche ke ander kar liya. Aur sharam se aankhe neeche kar li.

Mera beta mujhse nazre chura raha tha. Aur fir woh mere pass aaya. Aur mujhe aapne kamre se bahar karta hua bola.

Main – Mummy aap bahar jao. Aap yaha mat aao please.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Aapni baat bolke maine mummy ko aapne kamre se bahar nikal diya. Magar main janta tha. Woh bahar hi khadi hogi. Aur mere bare mein hi soch rahi hogi. Mujhe bas is baat ka darr tha ki kahi mummy ye baat papa ko naa bata de.

Magar mera dil keh raha tha ki mummy aisa nahi karengi. Aur waise bhi unhe agar ye baat papa ko kehni hoti. To woh ab tak keh chuki hoti. Aur jis tarah woh mere lund ko dekh rahi thi. Usse main ye to samajh gaya tha.

Ki woh jaan gayi hai. Maine konsi goli khayi hai. Jiski wajah se meri ye halat hai. Main kamre mein betha mummy ke ander aane ka intezar karne laga. Aur fir 2 minute baad mummy dubara mere kamre mein aa gayi.

Main bed ke side par betha tha. Aur mummy ko dekhte hi main khada ho gaya. Aur mere khade hote hi mummy mere kacche mein khade lund ko fir se dekhne lagi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy aap please yaha se chali jao. Mujhe akela chhod do.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Main aapne bete ki halat samjh rahi thi. Main samajh rahi thi ki ander se uska kya haal ho raha hoga. Mera beta mujhe kamre se bahar karna chahta tha. Aur ye sahi bhi tha.

Magar main use takleef mein nahi dekh pa rahi thi. Isiliye main wapas kamre mein aa gayi. Aur yahi meri sabse badi galti thi. Kamre mein aate hi meri nazar aapne bete ke lund par gayi. Aur fir main uske pass gayi.

Aur aapne bete ka hath pakad ke use bed par bitha diya. Main bhi uske sath beth gayi. Aur aapne bete ki peeth sehlate hue boli.
Mummy – Beta tu shaant ho jaa. Sab theek ho jayega.

Aapni baat bolke main aapne bete ka khanda sehlane lagi. Main use shaant rehne ke liye to bol rahi thi. Magar main janti thi ki uska haal sahi nahi hai. Mere bete ka lund lagatar uske kacche mein hil raha tha.

Aur meri nazar bar bar uske lund par ja rahi thi. Aur fir mere bete ne woh kiya. Jo maine kabhi nahi socha tha. Mere bete ne aapna hath mere dudh par rakh diya. Aur isse pehle main kuch samajh paati.

Woh mere dudh dabane laga. Jaise hi mujhe is cheej ka ahsas hua. Maine tabhi uska hath aapne dudh se hata diya. Aur fir main boli.

Mummy – Ye kya kar raha hai tu?

Main – Pata nahi mummy bas aapko chune ka mann kar raha hai.

Aapni baat bolte hi mere bete ne fir se mere dono dudh ko pakad liya. Aur unhe dabane laga. Mera beta jo kar raha tha. Woh galat tha magar jin halato mein woh ye kar raha tha. Woh galat nahi tha.

Kyuki agar koi bhi mard chudai wali goli kha le. To woh bhi aisa hi karega. Woh chahe khud ko rokne ki kitni bhi koshish kar le. Magar woh khud ko rok nahi payega. Aur aaj mera beta mere sath jo kar raha tha. Woh isi wajah se tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Main fir se aapni mummy ke dudh dabane laga. Aur woh bas mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi. Kyuki andaza to unhe bhi ho gaya tha ki main ye sab jaankar nahi kar raha hu.

Magar koi bhi mummy aapne bete ko aisa karne ki ijajat nahi deti hai. Aur meri mummy ne bhi aisa hi kiya. Kuch der dudh dabane ke baad mummy ne mera hath hata diya. Aur woh boli.

Mummy – Beta ye sab theek nahi hai. Tujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye.

Main – Mummy main khud ko rokne ki koshish kar raha hu. Magar mera mann bar bar aapko chune ka kar raha hai.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere bete par goli ka asar ho chuka tha. Isiliye woh naa chahte hue bhi mere dudh daba raha tha. Aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu. Aur fir mera beta bola.

Main – Mummy kya aap ek kaam kar sakti ho?

Mummy – Kaisa kaam beta.

Aapni baat bolte hi mera beta mere samne khada ho gaya. Aur fir usne mera hath pakda. Aur aapna lund bahar nikal ke usne mera hath aapne lund par rakh diya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy kya aap mera lund sehla ke iske pani nikal doge?

Aapne bete ke lund par hath lagte hi maine turant aapna hath hata liya. Magar mujhe yakin nahi ho raha tha ki mera sidha sadha beta mujhse aise baat bol sakta hai. Mere bete ne aaj tak kabhi mujhse galat baat nahi ki thi.

Magar aaj uska aisa karna normal tha. Kyuki us goli ne mere bete ke ander ki hawas ko jaga diya tha. Jiski wajah se woh kya bol raha tha? Uska andaza use bhi nahi tha. Tabhi main boli.
Mummy – Tu agal ho gaya hai kya? Jo aise gandi baat bol raha hai.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mera plan kaam kar raha tha. Maine aapna lund mummy ke hath mein de diya tha. Magar abhi tak unhone mujhe kuch nahi kaha tha. Kyuki woh bhi ye janti thi.

Ki main Jo kuch kar raha hu. Woh us goli ki wajah se kar raha hu. Warna aise harkat karne par mummy ab tak mujhe thappad laga chuki hoti. Aapni baat bolte hi mummy khadi ho gayi. Aur woh bahar jaane lagi.

Kyuki woh bhi samajh gayi thi ki agar woh yaha ruki to aage kya hone wala tha. Jaise hi mummy chalne lagi. Tabhi maine unka hath pakad liya. Hath pakadte hi mummy palat ke mujhe dekhne lagi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Aapne bete ki in harkato se main itna to samajh gayi thi ki aaj mera beta aapne hosh mein nahi hai. Aur woh jo kuch kar raha hai. Woh sab us goli ke asar ki wajah kar raha hai.

Isiliye main uske kamre se jaane chahti thi. Magar mere bete ne mujhe rok liya. Aur fir woh bola.

The door clicks shut behind. And then it’s just her. Standing in that loose cream tee and soft little shorts. God, the fabric hangs off one shoulder, lazy and low. It just provoked me.

She moves toward the window. She leans a hand against the wall beside the glass, back slightly arched, hip tilted. Her lips curled in a small, dangerous smile. And then she asks, quietly, “Do you feel guilty having sex with your friend’s wife?”

Her tone isn’t judging, it’s testing. She already knows the answer. So I ask her right back, “Do you feel guilty having sex with your husband’s friend?”

She smiles, Small. “Why me?” she asks, voice soft. “Why are you interested in me?” I take a breath. “You remember that day?” I say, “The day of the wedding, the morning… when I came to see him?” She tilts her head slightly. Waiting.

“I walked in by mistake. You were in your bra and panties, I said sorry, I backed out fast — but—” I shake my head, breath catching. “You stayed in my mind. I couldn’t forget you.”

She steps a little closer. “You want to know why I wanted you?” she says.
I nod, slowly. She leans in, voice lower, almost like she’s confessing, “That same night,” she says. “I saw you.”

I freeze. “What?”

“You were in the guest room. With a girl, my colleague.”

She smiles at my stunned face. “The window wasn’t shut all the way. I saw the way you moved. I watched you.” I stare at her, and she reaches up, fingertip tracing the edge of my shirt. “You didn’t know. I closed the window. But. You’ve been in my head since that night, too,” she whispers.

“You’re here for one month. For your business. And today this moment was the only chance we were going to get.” Her hand lifts and rests lightly against my chest.

“So, Kevin, what are we going to do?”

“Three months,” I say. “You’ve been in my head three damn months. And when this business trip came up, I didn’t just come to sign papers.” My voice drops lower. “I came to see if there was any chance to feel you. Just once.”

She doesn’t flinch. “And now,” I go on, “he had to leave, Alone. And you’re here. With me.” I step in, her breath right at my throat. “So, I’m asking, one time. You want this done my way, or you want to dominate me?”

Her hand slides up my chest, fingers curling lightly around the base of my neck. “You made her come so hard, Kevin.” Her voice is silk and smoke now. “I want that. I want to give myself up to you and see if I can even breathe through it.”

“So,” she whispers, leaning closer. “Show me what three months of wanting me looks like.”

I’m on my knees. Her eyes narrow, teasing. “You want to start from the bottom?”

I nod once. “Yeah. I want to know what you taste like before anything else.”
Her hands move to her waistband, but I stop her. “Let me.”

I hooked my fingers into the band of her shorts, and they slid down slowly, obedient—no panties, she stepped out. My throat dries. My hands settle on her thighs, spreading gently. Her skin’s warm under my palms, heat radiating, pulsing. She leans her weight on one leg, bracing herself against the wall.

I kiss up her thighs, slow and steady, teasing her. My mouth finds the heat between her legs. She lets out a strangled breath, “Kevin—fuck—what are you doing to me?”

I don’t answer. I grip her thighs tighter, tongue working slowly at first, then deeper, bolder. Her fingers dig into my hair, and her body starts to tremble.
“Holy shit,” she whispers. “You’re going to make me come… just like this…”

Her back hits the wall with a soft thud. She spreads her legs wider, her hips roll, slow at first — then sharper, needier. She’s whispering my name now, again and again, and fuck, the way she moves. She starts chasing my mouth, guiding me.

“Right there—don’t stop, don’t you dare stop,” she breathes, her head tipping back against the wall. Her thighs tremble, squeezing around me. “I can’t, oh fuck, Kevin.”

I lock my arms around her waist and hold on, tongue and lips lost in her. Her hands are all over my head, fingers in my hair, pulling, begging. Her body jerks when I hit the right rhythm — again. Then again. Then she breaks.

“Oh my god— Fuck— I’m— Shit, I’m coming—”

And she does. Then a sharp cry punches out of her. Her legs almost give, my mouth still tasting her, she sinks to her knees with me, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, lips parted like she just came back from some other universe.

“That—” she pants, shaking her head. “I don’t even know what that was.”

I smile, brushing hair from her face.

“That was me,” I say. “Starving.”

“What’ve you got saved for next, Kevin?” she asks, her voice low and daring.

I stand up slowly, pulling off my shirt, then I undo my pants, just enough to let her. She bites her bottom lip, then grins like she’s proud of it. Without a word, she rises and walks to the bed.

She opens the drawer by the headboard, pulls out a condom, and tosses it onto the sheets. Then she turns, peels her tee up and over her head, bare underneath and lies back, legs slightly parted.

“What if he finds the count missing?” I ask, eyes locked on hers. She shrugs, wicked and calm. “He won’t remember,” she says. “And I won’t forget.”

I slide the condom on, eyes never leaving hers. She spreads her legs with intention— just ready. Her breathing’s uneven, and that alone wrecks something in me. My body presses against hers, and her head drops back with a gasp. “Kevin.”

It’s not some high-pitched moan. It’s raw— like she wasn’t expecting it to feel this good. Her thighs tighten around me, and her fingers lace behind my neck, pulling me down into her. I pin her wrists gently above her head, locking eyes with her.

“You okay?”

She grins — flushed, breathless, eyes heavy. “You’re ruining me already.” I can’t help the low laugh that slips out. “Good.”

I thrust deeper, and her back arches, again, and again. Her nails scratch down my arms, trailing heat behind them. She’s all soft sounds and sharp gasps now, falling apart and trying to hold on at the same time.

And then, voice cracked and rough, “Turn me over.” I freeze for a second. That request, that tone — it hits different. “I want to feel you that way,” she says, glancing up at me. “Deeper. I want all of you.”

Fuck. I flip her over gently, guiding her to all fours. Her skin is warm under my hands, trembling. She throws a look back over her shoulder — lips parted, hair a mess, eyes wild.

“You’re so—” I start, but I don’t finish because I don’t have words for what I see right now.

She smirks. “Say it.”

“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever touched.”

“Then show me.”

I grip her hips and move, deeper, slower, harder. She gasps. One hand slaps the sheets, the other curls into a fist.

“Holy—shit,” she whimpers, biting her lip. “You’re going to break me.”

“You want me to stop?”

She laughs through a moan. “Don’t you dare.”

Her words start to blur, I watch the way her body reacts — the tension, the rhythm, the collapse. I lower over her, pressing her flat to the bed, pulling her legs up, wrapping her around me. I want all of her. Every sound, every breath.

She meets my eyes, wide, vulnerable, real. “Kevin—don’t stop. I’m—oh my god—”

I kiss her, hard, deep. Her body jerks, legs shaking, breath lost. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, holding on like she’s falling. And then I lose it too — wrapped in her, undone by her — every nerve singing. I groan into her skin, her name like a promise I didn’t know I’d been keeping.

When it’s over, we don’t move. Just her breathing against my chest. My hand brushes lazy circles on her thigh. Her lips still parted, dazed. She looks at me like I’ve stolen something and she doesn’t want it back.

“You okay?” I whisper.

She smiles, softly. “You always talk this much after?”

I grin. “Only when it’s worth remembering.”

She leans in, nose brushing mine, “Then don’t forget a damn second of it.”

She stretches beneath me, slow and her leg curls around mine. “If you keep touching me like that, we’re going to end up going again.” I grin against her skin. “Is that a threat or an invitation?”

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The Next Morning

I don’t know if it was the wine, the stress of travelling, the extra activities, or a mix of everything, but I completely blacked out, waking up in the wee hours before dawn, my head still spinning. Did I drink too much? Was it all just a drunken dream?

I was struggling to adjust my eyes to the darkness in the room, and a faint ray of light creeping through almost charcoal-like air, just enough to make out the naked shape of my son lying beside me. I sat up and frantically started to check my own body, only to realise that I was naked too.

‘Fuck what have I done? “I said to myself as I brushed my lips with my fingers. “Did I really? I mean, really..” Adi’s cock flashed in my head, and a chill ran down my spine. I needed to get the hell out of there and put some distance between us. I quickly put on my shorts, a top, and sandals and decided to go for a walk. For the next 20 minutes, I walked as far as I could and found a narrow strip of land behind our resort, where I sat down on a rock and looked out at the beach.

I held my head in my hands and recalled the entirety of the previous day, and tried to rationalise my actions. I finally concluded that it wasn’t Adi’s fault, I’m a fucking adult, a parent. “Darn it, how could I do this …my own son, darn it”, I continued to curse myself.

The human brain is a funny thing; it’s fascinating how emotions and thoughts can oscillate from guilt to pleasure in moments, the overall generalisation had materialised into specifics and details, and the vision of Adi with Sharon came back into my head. The panoramic images of Adi with that woman, his beautiful cock, the glistering semen in the sunlight, him deep throating me, were running like a movie in my thoughts.

As I was lost in these thoughts, my fingers had unconsciously moved and were rubbing my clit. Suddenly, I brought myself back to reality and said to myself, “Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me, for the love of God, this is not me. Am I mental? Shit, I’m a fucking Creep”.

I’ve never been so messed up in my head, the saddest part of the entire thing was it’s my birthday today, yes, the fortieth birthday that got me here, a threshold from where I can never come back. I reminded myself of the purpose of this trip, it’s supposed to be about me and my self-indulgence. It’s not a day from me to sit alone and reflect on morality and philosophy.

So, I once again reflected on the positives of the trip
1) I’m good at oral sex, better than I ever thought. (check)
2) I’m more desirable with young lads and men than I ever intended(check)
My brain was now filled with images of Adi’s eyes filled with lust as he played with my tits last night in the tub, the way his dick responded to each touch even after exhausting himself with Sharon and that pregnant woman told me that I still had it; I bloody have what it takes to entice a man half my age, not bad at all.

With confidence brimming through my veins, I stood up and started walking back towards the resort. I had made up my mind, no more turning back, son or not. It was probably 7ish in the morning, and the sun was radiating brightly as if the universe was in support of my decision.

With this newfound confidence and resolve, my cunt was leaking with anticipation and the possibilities we could explore in the coming days. I entered our room with the full intention of devouring that beautiful cock of my son, just then, my inflated expectation disappeared as the room was empty. “Ah shit! Forgot that Adi was going on a sightseeing trip with that girl..what was her name..ah Pooja”

What a shitty feeling, just when every fibre of your being is ready for something exciting, I quietly took a long shower to relieve the tension, and as I stepped out of the bath, there was a knock on the door, my heart raced, and the nympho in me wished that the heavens sent some hot guy to participate in my sexual desires.

Who says wishes don’t come true? The owner of the resorts, the muscular guy, husband of that pregnant “Divya Aunty” who gave Adi a deep throat blowjob, the same guy who invited Adi and kept asking him about me when he was here last time, was standing at my door in his birthday suit.

Hi, I’m David. You may have heard of me from your son, it felt like Sharuk khan from those Bollywood movies saying “Hi I’m Rahul, Naam to suna hi hoga”. In that moment, I just wanted to pull him in and ride his cock, then allow him to fuck me so hard and stretch me in every possible way until I was exhausted with not an ounce of energy left.
Unfortunately, Dave was on a completely different mission; he offered us to move to the next resort, yup, the “clothing Optional resort”, he said Adi and I would fit perfectly there. I did not hesitate and immediately jumped on his offer. I dropped the towel in front of Dave without a shred of shame. I could see the approving twinkle in his eyes as I followed him for a tour of our new lodging.

Oh! If you are wondering if I had put my clothes on before following Dave, the answer is no. Did I tell you that Dave was naked when he was at our door? Let me tell you about how Dave appeared to me from my eyes, a Man in his mid-40s, obviously muscular, I think I mentioned that a lot, he had a beautiful dick but not in Adi’s league, he was bigger and thicker compared to Dan.

Dave started to give me a tour of the nudist resort, and I noticed the women were more numerous compared to the men. I thought the competition would be tough; everyone was polite and warm, and then Dave introduced me to Sharon as his friend. I noticed something else that was bothering me and asked Dave to explain.

Me: What’s with the rubber wrist bands that some people are wearing?

Dave: Ah, about that, it’s a discount guest membership for people from a regular resort to move here. It’s to identify the regulars from guests.

I knew something was fishy from the beginning when Adi said the Muscular guy was looking for me. He was fucking trying to sell me a membership to upgrade our stay in the clothing-optional resort. I wondered if Adi fell into the trap laid out by this man and if Sharon was part of it. Then, as I spoke to Dave and others, I realised that a rich man like him would not do something cheap like that for a few bucks more, but then maybe this was his business modus operandi.

Felt more like a marketing trick than a con, besides, I had the choice to say “no,” so what the hell let me explore this place as a customer and make my decision, I said to myself.

Dave: One more thing. For men to use the facility, they will need a female sponsor here

Me: Oh, how did Adi get in yesterday? Did you veto your authority as the owner?

Deve: Nope, Sharon sponsored him, but he would need a different sponsor everyday.

Me: So, are you suggesting that if I upgrade my booking only, I shall be allowed, and my son needs a new woman to sponsor him every day?

Dave: Let me put it this way: if you decide to upgrade your booking, your son would not need a sponsor. Does that make sense to you?

Me: Ah, gotcha! Men need a different woman to sponsor them every unless they are accompanied with a woman and have a couple’s booking, right?

Dave: Yup

Dave then introduced me to Divya, his pregnant wife, who had such a sweet face and charm. Divya was extremely personable and easy to talk she directed me towards the reception. I looked at my body, implying there are no clothes and I don’t have the card on me.

Divya: Don’t worry, you can pay when you exit, just need your signature.

Honestly, I did not want to pry, but Adi assessed her age as late 20s. As a woman, I could say it’s the hormones that deceived my son. Divya was no aunty; she was a girl in her early twenties at best. I was curious about the age gap with this couple.

Me: Thanks, so what’s the story behind the baby?

Denise kept her hand on her 7-month-old pregnant belly and said, “Ah, this, it’s Yes for me and No for Daddy” She had a stretching smile as if she was implying something and there was a word play that I missed.

Divya: Dave is not just my husband; he is my dad too.

This revelation was too much; I was so shocked that my mouth went dry, and I held her hand, concerned, wondering if this was abuse. Looking at me, Divya calmed me down with her charming smile and said, “It’s not what it looks like, I know what you are probably thinking, but I wanted this equally”.

Divya then went on to explain that her parents were happily married for 16 years before her mom ran off with Dave’s business partner, and she moved in with her dad. She explained how she was always close to her dad and could always confide in him about everything. During one of these honest conversations, Dave had confessed that he preferred younger women. One thing led to another, from father-daughter, they became friends, then from friends to friends with benefits.

Divya’s story was so intriguing and interesting for me because my sexual interest in Adi was not totally weird after listening to her. While I’ve summarised Divya’s situation quickly, this father-daughter story deserves a detailed chapter some other day. Let’s get back to our story now.

Divya then explained the colour bands people were wearing and what each colour meant. Green means “Go”, Red for “Stop”, and Yellow means “Special conditions”.

I started filling out the forms, there were some very personal questions like dates of menstrual cycles, if I was on birth control, allergies and venereal diseases.

Me: The green band, you said it meant “Go”, but what does it really mean?

Divya: It means all good for everything, no condoms, no need to worry about getting you pregnant

Me: And, would you mind explaining a bit more about the Yellow and the Red?

Divya: Sure, Red means Sex with Protection ONLY. Yellow is like me, special condition pregnant, she said, patting her tummy.

Then Divya went on to explain “yellow” could mean a lot more, like not to deep throats, fear of something while doing sex, etc. In short, yellow meant a lot of questioning before engagement.
Divya then handed me the red band and said, “I think this works best for you” I remembered Adi had a red band on his hand too. I took the band and went to the beach, where I was persuaded to join a volleyball game. It was a blast with tits bouncing and cocks swinging everywhere.

I thought being in a nudist resort meant people would pounce on me, but to my surprise, everyone was quite calm and relaxed without clothes. I started feeling like a dumb woman when I realised nudist beaches and resorts are not like how I imagined, not a single person approached me, my confidence was just about to fade away when Sharon noticed my frustration and walked towards me. She asked me to join her under the umbrella.

Sharon: omg, girl! With your looks and beautiful assets, every swinging dick you see will start chasing you soon.

Sharon: Even Adi’s cock, I’m sure, that’s if you haven’t had it already, and she winked.

I reacted with a surprised face as naturally as I could, but Sharon was no fool.

Sharon: Oh, shut up, don’t be so stuck-up girl. It’s so obvious when I look at both of you, I come here often and trust me you are not the only mum I’ve seen teaching her child the realities of life.

Me: No…no..no it’s all circumstances; this was not planned.

Sharon: Yeah, right. Tell me that one you have the 8-inch log of your son a few times. Circumstances, my ass.

I think Sharon understood that I wanted to tell her the story of how she fucked my son. Sharon said she was 45 and a high school teacher for over 15 years, and always being around young boys had unlocked a strange appetite for her. She told me that she’s always restrained from fucking her students as a principal, but wouldn’t mind fucking students that age from another district.

She then spoke about her husband, who was bisexual and often travelled with his friends, with whom she did not get along well. They rarely went on a vacation as a family and Pooja always preferred to be with her mum.

Me: So, how old is your daughter?

Sharon: old enough to learn the theories and practical sex

Her blunt answer suddenly made me realise that Adi was on a sightseeing trip with Pooja. I was not worried about Adi having sex with Pooja, but looking at the green band Sharon had, I was worried that Adi might end up making Pooja pregnant. Sharon sensed my nervousness and said, “Don’t worry, she is still on her period”.

Sharon then held my hand tightly and said, “Priya, I want your son’s dick again” She continued to squeeze my hand as if she was waiting for me to say yes before releasing it. Sharon was caught in the moment and lamented about how she missed and could still feel Adi’s cock stretching her cunt and probing her depths. The attendant was pouring my glass as I leaned closer to hear every small detail Sharon said; it must have been the wine, I said to myself when I realised I was checking out Sharon.

Her gravity-defying tits were like vinyl-coated cones filled with saline water and silicone. The relatively small areolas were centred and looked like permanently raised nipples. Sharon had a flat stomach for her age, with wide hips and stretch marks here and there, but aren’t we all by the time we are in the middle of middle age?

Sharon caught me checking her out and smiled, then took my hand and placed it on her tit “Here, be my guest, I’m sure the curiosity must be killing you when Adi told you these are fake”. They were firm and squeezable. The curious side of me wanted to know more I brushed her nipple and laughed. It responded immediately by pointing out.

Sharon: Hey, are you ready to go there?

Me: Where? My hand was still exploring her tits.

Sharon moved her hand in-between my thighs, that’s when it hit me that my curiosity is sending wrong signals to her. I quickly pulled my hands back.

Shit, being a horny slut craving her son’s cock, walking around naked in a nudist resort was not enough, now I’m a dyke too, I thought to myself.

Me: Sorry, I’m straight, I don’t swing like that.

Sharon: Yup, that’s what I thought, too, until it happened. I’ve been there, sister

Me: You mean, you’ve had sex with women?

Sharon: Not regularly, but if I’m caught in the moment, I’m not someone who runs away. Pooja and I have had one such moment

And she chuckled..

Me: You are kidding, right? With Pooja, your daughter?

Sharon: Nope, Pooja has no inhibitions when it comes to sex, and to be honest, I admire her for that.

My calculative and ever-curious mind was at work; I started to wonder what another woman’s cunt would taste like. It had to be the wine, I said to myself again. I don’t know about the kick, but it was working like an Aphrodite. I told Sharon that I’d like to go back to my room as I was feeling funny, she invited me for dinner, and I left.

I returned to my room and flung myself on the bed. The thought of being with another woman had infected my mind. Just then, the phone rang; it was Adi. He said he was going to spend the night at the caves with the group and wouldn’t be back until morning.

Frustrated? I don’t think there is a word in any language that could express my emotion. I needed a fuck, and Adi was not coming to the resort that night. I got up and put on a bodycon without underwear that displayed generous cleavage. I no longer cared if the man I found was sixteen or sixty; after all, I was on the hunt.

I saw Sharon at the bar, who was dressed to kill, she had the same frustrated look on her face as she was waiting for Adi’s dick tonight. Go figure!

A sense of consolation hit me; if I was not getting it, neither was she. With two unlucky, horny bitches sulking and staring at our glasses, my curiosity overpowered me. Maybe I could experiment with my sexuality, I thought. I looked at Sharon, who was checking out the bartender, so I scanned the lounge and noticed the bloke from the volleyball game looking at me. I turned in a way to expose my tits a bit, and could see the approving smile.

I smiled back and started walking towards the ladies, and he headed towards the gents. The doors were opposite to each other; We both exited the washroom almost at the same time. l looked at him and kissed. If he was shocked by my aggressiveness, he did not show it. He tried to pull away, and I kept my finger on his lips.

I felt his hand slide under my dress as I dove my other hand to the belt on his pants, he started caressing my outer thigh, and then my arse and then he got his hands on the top under my dress, feeling my tits. I did not know I had the finesse to remove the belt like I did; his pants were down, and his hard cock was now in my hand.

Not necessarily the best dick, something close to Dan, I’d say, but I needed some meat inside me in that moment. First, I got on my knees and got him warmed up, then I stood up and lifted my leg along with his. He pulled my thigh up while I guided his stiff cock into my wet cunt.

With just one shove, his dick slid into my pussy and was deep in up to the balls. I was now slammed against the wall. I’ve craved a dick in my cunt, and this was the first dick that entered my pussy since we’ve visited this resort. I was in a state of trance, the bloke continued to fuck me so hard that I was lost in pleasure, and to subdue my voice from the burst of an orgasm, I buried my mouth against the side of his neck until I could taste some blood in my mouth.

Then I came, I came so hard that our combined cum was trickling down my thighs. I noticed the anger on the guy’s face; he wanted to say something, but I pointed towards his wife, who was sitting oblivious to her husband’s adventure. I assumed he was angry because of the mark that was left on his neck when I bit him, and he was wondering how he could explain that to his missus. I had got what I needed, so without exchanging any words, I left and went back to the bar where Sharon was.

Sharon was like a sex hound; she immediately knew that I accomplished something in the last 5-10 minutes I was away, or maybe it was my smile that was infectious. Sharon picked up the martini and with her nostrils flaring, she said, “A toast to the fresh smell of Jizz..Congrats girl”. I could feel my cunt spitting out a glob of cum, and my thighs were all sticky.

I now wanted to explore my curiosity with Sharon, but she was still working her magic with the bartender, “not the right time”, I said to myself. I finished the day with another glass and headed contentedly to my room. It was my birthday, another rub before I sleep, I said and buried my fingers inside my cunt, it was all gooey with his and my fluids. I continued to bury my fingers and then sucked on them, just when I was about to cum, a thought struck me, “Red Band” Fuck, I forgot I was not on birth control. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and pursued the climax I deserved.

Thank you for the lovely response. I did not expect such a lovely response for this series. I will take a break before publishing future chapters, or probably post the 4th chapter before disappearing for a couple of months.

To be continued? Not sure.

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Hello readers, I am Nandini – 5”3, a pretty girl in her early 20s with a sexy body and an innocent soul. With a typical Indian brown girl figure and a 32D-30-34 sized assets, I am constantly a prey to the eyes of many vultures out there. But I prefer to wear Indian wear as it enhances my beauty.

So, coming to the story, like typical Indian families, my marriage had been fixed with Nikhil, a sweet and loving guy for whom I fell in our first meeting. I know many Gen-Z girls and ladies will contradict me, but I am a girl who supports the fact that my virginity is reserved for my husband.
A month before my marriage, one fine evening, I was sitting in my bedroom, and the electricity went off. I was gazing at the stars from my window. My mother, Kamini, knocked on the door and brought an oil lamp and a fruit bowl with her. I was amazed and inquired about what it was for. She placed her finger on my lips, “Shhh,” and signaled me to sit on the bed.
In my subconscious mind, for the first time, I was checking my pious mother out.
I felt the urge to grab her perfect titties, caress her round ass, taste her tender lips, and play with her loose hairs as she looked like Vidhya Balan straight coming out of a movie. I controlled my mind as it gave a sensation of guilty pleasure. I quickly started to look elsewhere to divert my corrupt mind. She kept the bowl of sweet mangoes and bananas on the bedroom table, and its fragrance filled the room.
Kamini, my mom, sat next to me on the bed’s edge. Her fingers slowly started drawing patterns on my naked wrist, assuring me. She said in a whisper, “I believe that you have become a beautiful woman now, Nandu,” in a voice full of love and attraction.
“And soon, you will be a bride, the woman who is an ardhangani to his man. But before that night comes, you must learn the art of love—not just as wifey duty, but as pleasure, as worship.”
My breath quickened. I listened, blushing, not able to keep eye contact with her. I had butterflies in my stomach. I don’t know how, but my body started relaxing with her touch, wanting more and more.
As it was a summer night, I was in a Cool Cotton Spaghetti and matching shorts without a bra. My titties started to get hard, and my tender nipples poked, itching to be touched and squeezed.
I had nurtured a belief about sex from the married women in the family, seen the hidden romances between newlywed couples, but no one had ever spoken to me or taught me so openly.
My mother smiled, sensing my nervousness. “There is no shame in this, Nandu. You are lucky to be born as a girl. Nikhil will adore your body, and satisfaction and pleasure is a gift that should be shared.”
She picked a ripe and fragrant mango from the fruit bowl, peeling it with her finger. “Nikhil’s desire will be like this fruit,” she said, peeling it slowly in her hands. “Firm, yet tender. And when handled with care…” She peeled the mango completely by scratching her nails gently into the mango skin, revealing the juicy fruit. A drop of mango juice raced down her wrist. I watched the drop flow through her milky wrist, and my mouth drooled.
She continued, “…it rewards you with its sweetness and gives you the pleasure you live for.”
My mother brought the mango to my lips. “Taste.”
I parted my lips, letting my mother feed me the ripe fruit. The sweet and juicy flavor burst on my tongue—luscious, honeyed, almost sinful. I moaned softly, “Hmmm..” rolling my tongue as its juice dripped down my chin all the way through my cleavage. I didn’t bother cleaning it as I was completely mesmerized by my mom’s words.
Mom’s eyes darkened with approval. “That sound, Nandu—that is what Nikhil will wish to hear when he pleasures you. Not silence. Not restraint. This.” She caught the stray droplet on my lower lip with her thumb, then slowly dragged it down my throat all the way till where my Spaghetti starts, leaving a glistening trail.
I shuddered, my skin flushing. I could feel some tension building as my pussy had started to get wet in my panties down there.
“Now, let me show you how to touch him,” Mom whispered.
She picked a big ripe banana from the fruit bowl, holding it in her right hand, and said, “Nikhil’s body may be strong, but his need makes him vulnerable.” Her fingers wrapped around it, stroking slowly from base to tip. “When you grab Nikhil’s (pointing to the banana) in your hand, be gentle at first… then firmer, and slowly play with your hands and mouth, keeping direct eye contact as he craves more.”
My mouth opened wide as I watched her fingers work—long, slow, and teasing strokes, her thumb circling over the tip in a way that made me lick my saliva. She looked like a pro in that.
“Use your tongue and lick it like your favorite ice cream,” Mom instructed, and brought the banana to her lips. She checked its length with her tongue slowly.
Mom’s eyes were seductively locked with mine, licking and sucking the banana like a lollipop. She then playfully bit it between her teeth, biting down just enough to mark it and not break it. I don’t know how and when my hands reached my pussy over my shorts with my mouth wide open.
“Men love to be tasted,” Mom murmured seductively, pulling away. “But remember, Nandu—always control the pace. Make him beg for more.”
She picked another ripe banana, handing it to me, and said, “Nandu, stroke it gently first with your hands.” I followed her instructions. She continued, “Spit some saliva on it and circle its tip firmly. Slowly open your mouth and touch the tip of your tongue. Lick it gently and suck it, thinking you are enjoying your favorite chocolate ice cream. Remember, don’t let your teeth touch it.”
She ordered with authority, “Nandu, now slowly take it deep down your throat. Nikhil will love it when you suck him deep.” The banana hit the back of my throat, and I gagged. Mom took the banana in her hand and slowly started pounding it back and forth. I started breathing heavily. She ordered me to remove my shorts and spaghetti, which I duly obliged because of the fire in my pussy.
She threw my saliva-filled banana in the dustbin. Mom now brought a small clay pot of honey. She dipped her two fingers into it, “And when Nikhil is inside you,” she said, whispering in my ear, “you must float like this.”
Mom drew a sticky-sweet path of honey down from my inner thighs to my panties with her slippery fingers. I gasped as my mother’s touch inched higher, stopping just before reaching the linings of my panties. An inch above, and my mother could have felt the wetness.
“Tease Nikhil,” Mom seductively breathed. “Let Nikhil feel how much you want him, but do make him work for it.”
My heartbeat increased when I heard Nikhil’s name now and then. I had never imagined such things—never dreamt that pleasure could be taught like this.
Mom leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, “When the night comes, Nandu, you will not be afraid. You will be a flame, and he will burn for you.”
The mango and banana’s mixed sweetness still could be tasted on my lips as Mom set the fruit bowl aside. Mom was looking steady and reassuring.
“There is still one last thing you must learn, Nandu,” Mom murmured. “Before you can truly, please, Nikhil, you must first understand your own body. A woman who knows her pleasure can guide her husband to it.”
My breath hitched. I had touched myself before and masturbated – after seeing some romantic and sexy movie scenes and reading some romantic novels under the cover of night—but I had never dared to speak of it, never imagined my mother would ever speak about it to me.
Mom picked a small bottle of rose oil and poured a few drops onto her fingertips.
“Lie back, Nandu,” Mom instructed gently.
I obeyed, and my heart was beating rapidly. I slowly adjusted the pillows. My sweaty body was shining in the oil lamp’s glow. The silence between Mom and me in the room for a few seconds felt long.
Mom’s fingers caressed down my stomach, slow and deliberate. She stopped just above the waistband of my pants. “This is yours, Nandu, for being a patient student,” she whispered. “Your body, your pleasure. Don’t be ashamed of it because I am here.”
Her next move stopped my heartbeat for a second. My mom’s hand slipped inside the soft and smooth fabric of my blue floral panties. I closed my eyes. My hands reached for her hand, cupping it and guiding her fingertips to brush the corners of my pussy, feeling its wetness. I moaned, “Aaahhh Mummy”.
“Shhh,” Mom kissed my forehead. “This is natural. This is beautiful.”
Her fingers slowly pinched and squeezed my pussy linings. The very next moment, she slid her middle finger in, and I grunted, “Right there, Mummy”. I started moving my hips, trying to feel my mom’s finger as deeply as possible.
Feel it,” Mom whispered sensually. She now started rubbing my clitoris and increased her pace. “This is where your pleasure lives. Touch yourself here, Nandu, and learn what makes you moan and pleases you the most.”
My hips were moving with the flow. Mom’s touch on my pussy was unlike anything I had ever given to myself, hitting the right spots at the right pace.
“Slow at first,” Mom murmured, watching my face. “Tease yourself, just as you would tease Nikhil. Let the pleasure build.”
Mom now attacked my breasts with her other hand. She poured a few drops of rose oil on my breasts and circled and pinched my already vulnerable nipples. I started moaning, my body moving automatically and my fingers twisting in the bedsheets. The heat between my legs was unbearable, and I felt the urge to cum.
“And when you can’t take it anymore, Nandu,” Mom continued, “when you feel that urge inside you, release it.”
My back arched as the pleasure crested. With a big “Aaahhh…mmm,” I squirted on my mom’s hand in my pants. My thighs were still trembling. My breath was still high as my bare nipples rose up and down.
Mom smiled and removed her hand from my pants. Tasting my pussy juices and kissing my damp forehead, she said, “That, Nandu, is what you deserve and what Nikhil will long for. Never forget it.”
She winked and stood up, leaving me boneless and breathless on the bed. My body had received newfound knowledge from my mother.
“Now rest,” Mom said softly. She stepped toward the door, “And when the time comes, you will know exactly how to make Nikhil and yourself love birds.”
The door shut behind me as Mom went with the things she had brought. Soon, the lights were on as electricity was restored.
I still lay there on the bed. My skin is still tingling from my Mom’s touches. My juices are still oozing in my panties. I brought my hand inside my panties, closed my eyes, and sniffed and tasted my love juice. My heart was now racing with a sense of satisfaction and pleasure.
I was no longer just a girl; my mom made me a woman who knew her power.
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