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Subah ho gayi Puja abhi bhi nangi so rahi thi bed par. Tabhi uski gand par ek thappad pada Puja jag gayi. Waha Anita nangi khadi hui.

“Kitna soyegi randi dulhan. Sasural mein kam bhi karna hota. Chudne se kam nahi chalega. Haha.”

“Aslam ne mujhe bohut buri tarah choda kal, main behosh ho gayi.”

“Are pehli bar uske sath aisa hi hota hai. Agli bar tu tadapegi uska lund lene ke liye. Teri jaise bohut paal rakhi hai usne. Bohut pasand ayi tu use. Bohut chodega tujhe. Bol raha the delhi leke jaega aur Waha uski koi kutiya uske sath rakhega kuch din.”

“Main kahi nahi jaungi.”

“Patni Waha jati jaha uska pati leke jayega. Chal chhod use next wale ka number hai aj. Jaldi se ghar ki safai kar. Do ghar aur hai jaha safai karni aj tujhe.”

“Nahi Anita ji, ye dekho meri chut aur gand ka kya haal bna rakha hai. Main aj kaise sex kar paungi”

Puja ne tang khol kar dikhayi. Chut aur gand dono suj gayi thi. Gand mein se to khoon bhi aa raha tha.

“Oho, ye to sho mein fat gayi hai. Chal aisa kar fir main bolti hun Raju aj ke liye nahi kar payegi tu. Bechare ka bohut man tha tujhe chodne ka.”

Anita ne Raju ko phone milaya. Thodi der bat karne ke bad woh man gaya.

“Sun woh man gaya par woh lal dopher me hi aa jayga apni dulhan ke pas. Mast sexy dress pehen ke rakhiyo use dulhan banane mein koi interest nahi hai. Ruk teri chut aur gand ka ilaz bhi karti hun.”

Anita ja kar do kheera layi unhe peel kar ke chut aur gand mein dal diya. Kheere ke thandak se Puja ko aram mila.

“Aj tu aram kar, par teri do din ke paise kat jayenge jo tujhe Birju deta hai randipana karne ke liye.”

“Kya?”

“Han, ab se main hisab rakhungi kya milega tujhe. Aur jo milega usmein 20% mere commision matlab 2000 me se 400 mere 1600 tere. Uske liye do ghar ka pura kam aur rat ko kisi ki randi bankar soyegi. Agar ek bhi miss hua to paise nahi milenge.”

“Nahi Anita ji. Aise to mein lut jaungi. Mujh par bohut loan hai aur flat ka kiraya, credit card ka loan, student loan. Main kaise kar paungi?”

“Woh meri tension nahi hai. Chahe rat ko kothe par jake chudwa ke aa. Chal ab yaha se khadi ho. Yaha sirf apne kisi pati ya client ke sath so sakti. Store room mein tera gadda lga diya hai waha jake aram kar.”

Puja is halat mein nahi thi ki kuch bol paye. Woh gayi store mein ek gadda tha. Woh use par lait gayi aur so gayi. Woh apne hi ghar mein naukrani ke tarah ek store mein so rahi, aur rat ko randi bankar apne hi bed par ek naukar se chud rahi. Abhi to ye shuru hua hai agar uske sath bohut kuch hone wala hai.

Puja ne pure din rest kiya. Rat ko bhi woh naya kheera chut aur gand mein dal kar so gayi. Subh tak bilkul fresh ho kar uthi. Aj uski dusri suhagraat thi. Anita jaldi aa gayi aur Puja se ghar ki safai karwane lagi.

Puja ne do din se kapde nahi pahene de. Aslam se chudne ke bad se ab tak nangi hi thi. Kam karwane ke bad usne tayar karne lagi aj usne ek sexy se black dress peheni. Bilkul modern look ke sath.

Raju ko ek modern ladki ko apni kutiya bana kar chodne ka mann tha. Woh bohut buri tarike se Puja ko chodega puri rat. Anita bhi uske sath rukegi. Puja ko bhi randiyo ki tarah roj tayar hone ki adat ho gayi thi.

Birju aya aur Anita ko chod kar chala gaya. Use Puja ek hafte milegi chodne ke liye. Raju flat me aa gaya. Uske hath mein ek bag tha. Woh bag usne Anita ko diya bedroom mein rakhne ke liye.

Puja sir niche jhukaye khadi thi. Woh us black dress peheni hui. Bohut sexy lag rahi thi. Raju uske pass gaya aur hath pakad kar sofe par le gaya. Waha ise apni jhang baithne ko bola. Puja uski jhang par baith gayi.

Raju: Tu itni mast maal hai, tu saali humse chudne ke liye razi ho gayi. Samajh nahi aa raha. Tujhe to koi ameer chodu mil jata. Sali yaha bangle chodkar gutter mein kya kar rahi hai?

Puja kya bol sakti thi. Piche se Anita aa gayi. Usne ishara kiya Puja ko jawab dene ke liye.

“Ameer ladka to mil jata par ap jaisa lambe mote lund se chodne wala nahi milta na. Shadi to ameer ladke se karungi par tab tak to ap logo ki randi ban kar chudne ka maja lun,” Puja ne bola

“Ye hui na bat. Kya maal pakdi hai tune, Anita rani.”

“Dekho kabhi iss maal ke chakkar me meri chut bhul jao.”

“Are nahi re. Ye randiya to ati jati rahengi. Tu to apni hai permanent.”

Puja ke samne usko randi bula kar baten kar rahe hai. Puja ab itna chud chuki thi ki usse koi randi bole to farak nahi pad raha tha. Birju aur Anita ne use aisa fsa diya ki woh ab isse nikal nahi sakti thi.

Use na jane kab tak in sab ki randi kutiya bankar rahna padega. Ab to uske pas paise bhi nahi hai. Raju Puja ke chuche dba raha raha aur ab uske honth chusne laga. Ab Puja uski godi me baithi thi.

Raju ne uski kamar me hath dal usko sehla raha. Ab usne dono hatho se uski dress pakdi aur piche se fad di. Puja shock thi uski fav dress piche se fad kar khrab kar di.

Lekin Raju ko hosh nahi tha usne Puja ki neck par love bites de kar nishaan kar diye the. Shayad kal Puja bahar bhi nahi nikal paeygi itni jyada nishaan ho gaye the.

“Abe kitna chusega is randi ko dekh pura kha gaya isse. Sali ki chut chod le.” Anita ne Raju ko bola.

Raju ne Puja ko apne niche baitha aur pant khol lund bahar nikala. “Le chus apne pati ke lund ko. Kal jo randi pana kiya tune dusre ke sath sara nikalta hun.”

Puja Raju ka lund chusne lagi. Aur Raju Anita se bat karne laga. “Mast sikhaya hai yar tune is kutiya ko. Nahi to iss jaise bohut natak karti hai.”

“Are kaha ye to paida hi randi banne ke liye hui thi. Waise Birju ne ise thok thok kar mote lund ki adat lagwa di. Lund dekhte hi chut gili ho jati hai iski.”

“Haha. Asi ladki chodne ko milegi socha nahi tha. Inke nam ki to muth ho mari hai aj tak.”

“Kyu re woh Nepal se randi ayi thi. Woh bhi to mast thi.”

“Usme aur usme bohut farak hai. Ye sali kisi Bollywood ki heroin se kam nahi. Bc ke chuche dekh ek dum tight aur khade aur gand dekh Sunny Leone ko bhi maf karde.”

“Bas kar tarif karna aur chod sali kutiya ko.”

Puja ke bare is trah bat kar rahe uske samne jaise ki woh ek sex doll ho. Usko kaisa feel ho raha unko parwah nahi.

“Ek bat bta Anita rani. Tune is 5 pati to karwa diye par ye kis din kis pati ka bistar garam karegi, isko kaise sambhalegi?”

“Are chinta na kar, uska bhi intzaam kar lungi. Main booking lungi iski har din ki. Har hafte ek din ek pati ko milega. Baki do din jo free ho aur book karwa de.”

“Aur jis din book karaya, us din kam pad gaya tab kya hoga?”

“Tab iska hi nuksaan hoga. Aur humara faida.”

“Woh kaise?”

“Jab Birju ne isko apni randi banaya tha tab usne iske bank account aur paiso pe bhi kabza kar liya tha. Ab ise 2000 per din ke milte randipana karne ke. Jis din iski chut mein lund nahi jayega us din koi paisa nahi. Jaise ki kal isne aram kiya to 2000 kat gaye iske. Agar tune book kiya aur nahi aya to us din 1000 tujhe milenge aur 1000 mujhe. Agar ek mahina nahi choda to 4000 teri jeb mein”

“Hahaha. Are kya bat hai meri rani. Pehli bar ho raha chut bhi degi aur paise bhi. Woh bhi 2000. Is jaisi ke to kam se kam 30000 lage ek rat ke.”

“Tabi to maje le. Ye isiliye hai taki sali bad me desi randiyo ki trah bed par tang khol kar na padi rahe. Sali ke khud ke paise lage hai to har bar maza dena padega varna tu ana chod dega. Aur kuch kar kutiya ke sath.”

“Woh to aj main rat mein hi kar lunga. Par tune sahi set kar diya ise.”

Kafi der Puja ki bezzati karte rahe. Puja ek bazaru randi ki trah lund chuse ja rahi thi.

“Aja randi bohut chus liya, ab uchaal uchaal kar chut chudwa.”

Raju Puja ko utha kar apni godi mein baithata hai aur lund ko chut par set kar use chodna shuru kar deta hai. Puja uske lund par khud kar chud rahi hoti hai. Raju use kamar se pakad kar kas leta hai.

Puja ke chuche Raju ke muh ke samne hote hai. Raju unhe khub jor jor se kat kar chus raha aur puje ke chutad pakad usi teji se chod raha hai.

“Ahh, please aram se karo. Apka bohut lamba hai.”

“Yhi to chaiye tujhe sali.”

Raju ne Puja ki chuchiya chus kar laal kar di thi. Itni love bites ho gaye uske sharir par ki chupane ke liye use burqa phenna padega. Puja ki chut pani ne pani chod diya. Raju use ab bhi chod raha tha.

Fir usne sofe par side me kutiya ki trah baithya aut puche se aakar uski chut me lund ghusa diya. Ab uske chutad pakad kutiya ki tarah chod raha.

“Sali, sahi mein randi hai. Itni jaldi jhad gayi. Paise pure karne hai tujhe chod chod ke.”

Karib 10-minute aur chod kar Raju ne use baal pakad kar niche baithya. Uske muh upar par lund ka sara maal nikal diya aur khud sofe par baith gaya.

“Kya haal kar diya tune iska. Haha. Pure face par, neck par kat ke nishaan kar aur chuche to dekh aisa lag raha jaise laal rang ki bra pehen rakhi ho,” Anita ne bola.

Puja ne bhi dekha uski chuchiyo nichod aur kat kar laal kar di thi. “Main school kaise jaungi ab. Meri chutti bhi nahi hai salary kat jayegi,” Puja boli.

“School to chod, is halat me tujhe chodega kon. Chudegi nahi to paise bhi nahi milenge. Haha.”

“Koi na kutiya, kal tujhe mein rakh leta hun. Kal ise press ke dukan par le jata hun waha press karwaunga pure din sath me lund ki sewa bhi kar liyo,” Raju ne bola

“Main Waha kaise, mujhe sab dekh lenge,” Puja ne bola

“Matlab jane mein koi dikkat nahi. Srf duniya ki dekhne ki dikkat. Koi na tujhe main asi tyar karungi tujhe koi pehchan bhi nahi payega. Raju ise roj roj lejane ki adat mat daal mujhe bhi teen ghar ki safai karwani hoti hai isse. Sala tum le jaoge to mera kam kaise chalega,” Anita ne Raju ko bola

“Are rani, sirf kal leke jaunga. Baki beech mein tu bula lio jab kam karwana ho, kon rok raha hai ise.”

“Ye theek hai. Main to soch rahi hun iski naukri chudwa kar dhandhe par lagwa de. Jyada paise ban jaynge.”

“Hahah. Han ye to sahi hai. Chal kuch khane ke liye le kar aa humare liye.”

Puja unke liye khane bana kar layi. Khana kha kar Raju ne bidi jala li aur Puja ko bhi di.

“Nahi main nahi peeti.”

“Han to shuru kar peeni. Randi to beedi piti hai. Le pee.”

Puja ne hath me li aur peene lagi. Pehle kash mein gale mein jaker lagi to khasi ho gayi.

“Koi na dusra le.”

Fir usne dusri pee. Ab kam khasi hui.

“Aj se Anita isko ek packet pila beedi ka har roj, jab apni chut khol kar beedi ke kash maregi tab lagegi asli garibo ki randi.”

“Are abhi to bohut kuch karana baki hai. Abhi to tumhari suhagraat karwa rahi hun. Iska aisa haal karna hai ki gand gadhe ke bhosde jitni badi ho jaye. Bohut lamba plan hai iske liye. Chinta mat kar.”

“Chal isko bedroom mein leke chalte hai iska asli program shuru kare,” Raju bola.

Anita uthkar Puja ko pakad kar bedroom mein le jati hai.

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After our midnight fun and the shower sex, things were going to be in favor of me and my throbbing veiny dick. Mom swallowed my cum and turned off the shower. Mom left the bathroom with her towel. After drying myself, I got my clothes and started getting ready.

Mom was getting ready too. I went to her room so that we could get ready together. She was trying to hook up her bra. Her nipples were puffed up and erect after the session. I stood behind her getting ready and looking at the mirror.

I moved her hair down from her back to her left shoulder and hooked her bra. I kissed her bareback. I saw mom biting her lip from her reflection in the mirror. We both got ready to leave.

Mom: Sweetie, can we go shopping today evening? My colleague’s marriage is two weeks away.

Me: Why not? What do you say about us going to a movie afterward?

Mom: Yeah, sure! Make sure you get me a saree that would make me look better than Vidya Balan. Haha!

I spanked her ass and grabbed both her buttcheeks with both hands.

Me: You are the best, mommy! By the way, is your colleague female?

Mom: Yeah. Why do you ask?

Me: Nothing, mom! I’m looking forward to seeing her. Let’s hope she isn’t as hot as you.

Mom: You silly motherfucker!

We shared a laugh and left.

After college, I came back a bit late. I had forgotten about the shopping. Mom was waiting for me with a not-so-happy face.

Me: I’m so sorry, mommy! Let’s leave fast. I guess we will have to watch the late-night show.

We went to the same mall where we bought mom’s lingerie earlier. We browsed through wedding collections and chose kurta and a mundu (as we call them here in Kerala) for me. While browsing through the women’s collection, we bumped into the same salesgirl from earlier.

Salesgirl: Hi there, sir!

She saw us in the wedding collection area and the dress I chose. She took my dress from my hand.

Salesgirl: Oh, I see the occasion of your shopping. Madam, aren’t you looking for a saree?

Mom: Yes, something that would match both of us.

Salesgirl took a few pairs of saree and blouse sets from the shelf. My dress had a glossy light red theme, so the salesgirl chose the saree blouse sets with the same color. The design of the saree and the design of the blouse were the varying factors.

I was protective of my mom, so I thought of choosing less sexy ones. But she had asked me to choose her the best. So I selected her a sleeveless blouse with a deep cleavage cut and a sexy glossy saree to go along with it.

Salesgirl: You want some inners to go along with this, ma’am?

Mom: Sure!

Salesgirl chose a couple of strapless bras and normal and laced panties of the same color and handed them to mom.

Salesgirl looked at me and said: I’m guessing you guys will try it out?

I nodded. Mom blushed, anticipating something nasty would happen in the trial room. Mom went in first with all the selected dresses. Salesgirl got me alone now, so she continued from where she had paused before.

Salesgirl: I thought you might call me. Guess you guys are inseparable, huh?

She exposed her navel and cleavage by adjusting her pallu. Luckily it was a blind spot for the cameras in the shop. She grabbed me by my crotch and slowly massaged my cock through my pants.

My awestruck face got sweaty, and my breath became faster. On the other hand, the naughty salesgirl pinched her nipples over the sleeveless sexy blouse she wore.

“I think I need some help here!” Mom must have been tired of waiting for me to make a move and enter the trial room.

“You better continue with what we have between us,” the salesgirl whispered and let go of her grab on my crotch. She signaled a ‘call me’ and proceeded to attend to a customer. I bolted the trail room from inside and turned towards mommy.

“You wanted my help?”

“Yeah, tell me. How do I look?”

Mom looked so lovely and gorgeous in the saree. I got close to her as if I was examining every detail of her dress. I dropped her pallu on the floor, exposing her smoking hot blouse and navel.

Mom’s quick reflex was to cover her boobs and belly. Her face slowly turned to a sly smile. I lifted her saree down from her legs, held it in my hands, and exposed her bare luscious thighs. I held it high till her hips and clamped my hands around her waist with her saree crumpled up.

Now her panty was exposed. She wore a lacy red panty. It was a thin one, so it didn’t cover much ground. With both my hand locked around her, mommy leaned onto me and locked lips. Now I grabbed her ass and lifted her panty from her wedgie.

Her hips moved back in a reflex. I sucked my middle finger, made it wet, rubbed her G-spot, and performed rhythmic fingering. I spread mom’s pussy lips with my index and middle finger and rubbed her wet crotch. Mom covered her mouth, muffling her moan.

I pulled down her panty and loosened her saree. After releasing the knot of her blouse, mom was completely naked except for her glossy red bra. Then it was all a rush. We had to finish whatever we started and leave the trial room without arousing any suspicion.

Mom sat on the stool kept in the corner of the room and unzipped me. She loosened my belt and brought my pants and underwear to my knee level. She took out my cock, which was already hard from the salesgirl’s rubbing. She peeled out my foreskin to reveal my pink cock head.

Mom’s enthusiasm doubled. She stood up and called me by my name and nothing else. She didn’t call me sweetie or baby. She called me my name like I was her hubby. My dick twitched wildly.

I put her left leg on the stool, and her right leg remained on the cold floor. I widened her legs, bent her back and loosened her hair. I spat on my palm and rubbed it on mommy’s wet fleshy pussy.

Mommy called me by my name and asked me to take her right away. Without any hesitation, I slid my cock in. Mom’s wet ever-welcoming pussy treated my throbbing cock well. My dick could feel her heartbeat through her tight warm pussy.

My mommy supported her weight with her right hand on her knee and left hand muffling her sexy groans and moans. Her hair kept falling on her face. So I held it together while caressing her ass with my other hand. As the pounding got harder and faster, my grip on mommy’s hair became stronger.

I pulled her hair from behind, but my sweet mommy didn’t complain. Her milky jugs jiggled inside her bra. The reflection of us fucking made me hornier.

Salesgirl called from outside: Are you guys OK in there?

I replied to the salesgirl while gasping for breath: Yeah! Augh! We’re fine. Just give us a few minutes.

Salesgirl didn’t leave her place outside the door. Her shadow didn’t move. She remained still, listening to our grunts and the sound of my balls hitting my mom’s ass and the occasional muffled moans of my mommy. Other customers must have left.

Mommy didn’t notice this but wanted to climax fast. Mom thrust her ass back. Both of us were thrusting each other. Mom climaxed when I rubbed her G-spot along with my passionate fucking. But somehow, I had to hold back my cum. Mom realized this and knelt on the floor.

She unhooked her bra, threw it on the floor and squeezed her voluptuous breasts around my wet hard cock. She gave me a thorough titfuck. I spat into her cleavage, making it slippery and sticky.

Mom didn’t notice the soft gasp on the other side of the door when she removed her bra and threw it on the floor. It landed next to the door. The salesgirl must’ve been very turned on listening to us fuck.

I cum on my sweet mommy’s boobs and let a sigh of relief and accomplishment. The shadow on the other side of the door left its place. The dress mom wore before was hung on the clothesline, and so was her lingerie. I pocketed her panty.

Mom looked concerned about going out for dinner and cinema without wearing panties. I reassured her with a strong liplock. “Trust me. I have some plans,” I muttered.

We were leaving after billing. I found the salesgirl staring at me, then at my mom’s wet cleavage and messy hair. She didn’t approach us. She just watched us with awe and lust as we left the counter.

We took tickets to a cheesy romantic flick after having dinner. It was quite a risk to do something inside the theatre as in Kerala. We had cameras even inside the cinema hall.

A tall guy sat on the seat in front of me. I exchanged my seat with mommy and winked at her. Luckily the tall dude might cover up her crotch area. My hand was on her lap when the movie started. Before the interval, my palm was rubbing slowly against her inner thigh.

I felt the leggings getting wet when I touched her pussy. After grabbing popcorn, I continued from the place where I paused. After what happened in the trial room, I thought that mom’s battery might have been exhausted. But clearly, she was all in on the fun after the recharging dinner.

I rubbed my fingers over the tight leggings. I felt the wet wedgie and flicked my finger left to right so fast that she bit my shoulder. Mom was helpless. I continued teasing her with my occasional intense pussy rub for a while.

Neither of us could recall whatever happened on screen. Even though she didn’t climax, mom hugged me tight on our bike ride home.

Days passed, and the day of her colleague’s wedding arrived.

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When Shug walked into the room, Jai was bent over a cake, putting the icing on. He was dressed in a sexy French maid uniform. Bending over in the little dress revealed Jai’s little thong and butt cheeks.

Shug smirked at the sight and quietly picked up a wooden cutting board off the table. She then swung the board and swatted Jai’s butt with power. Jai squeaked with surprise as he went flying forward. His face splatted directly into his cake.

Jai remained still in shock with his butt in the air, so Shug smacked his ass again. His face was buried deeper in the chocolate cake. This happened several times, with Shug setting Jai’s butt on fire.

Shug finally grabbed his hair and pulled him into a chokehold. Jai’s face turned red as Shug held him in a headlock until Jai passed out. When Jai regained consciousness, he was tied up and bent over the sofa. He was wearing a ball gag.

Shug had called in two women that would teach Jai to accept his place. Her friend Briana wore a 14-inch dildo on a strap-on. Her friend Jasmine wore a 14-inch strap-on as well.

Shug pulled off Jai’s ball-gag. Briana stepped up and slid the dildo into Jai’s throat. She pumped her hips with speed and domination. She blister-banged his throat so forcefully that Jai’s watering eyes fluttered and rolled back.

Jasmine yanked Jai’s panties down and approached him from behind. She lubed up her dildo and then pushed it into Jai’s ass. Her dildo sank deep into his ass until it was fully buried. Jasmine pumped her hips, making Jai her blushing whore.

Jai did not have a choice. He could only blush and whimper repeatedly. The girls fucked Jai into a blubbering wimpy mess. He pouted and whimpered when he wasn’t slurping on the huge dildo.

Jai’s mascara ran down his face as Briana fucked his throat so hard and deep. It was the tonsil banging of the year. Jasmine pushed herself into Jai’s ass so very deep. Her pelvis slapped against his butt cheeks, repeatedly filling the room with a ‘SLAP!’ sound.

Jasmine was fucking Jai’s ass and spanking his ass simultaneously. He would not be sitting down for a few days. Briana pushed the dildo so deep into Jai’s throat that his esophagus was being stretched.

Shug clapped and laughed as she watched Jai easily turn into a very dominated sissy bitch. Jasmine pulled out of Jai’s ass when Briana pulled out of his mouth. Jai collapsed onto his hands and knees and grunted in exacerbation. He was completely humiliated beyond belief.

Shug rose to her feet and walked towards Jai, who panted to catch his breath. Shug clipped a leash to his collar and pulled him across the floor. Jai crawled on his hands and knees after Shug.

“Bark like a dog for us, little bitch!” Shug demanded.

“ARF! ARF! ARF!” Jai barked.

Shug reached down and smacked Jai’s bottom. He wiggled his bottom for her and looked over his shoulder at her. He squeaked, “Oh, mistress!”

Shug smacked his ass again with strong dominance. She then grasped his little thong and yanked it upward, administering a thong wedgie for Jai. He gasped as his mouth dropped open in shock and embarrassment.

“Get on your fucking knees, sissy bitch and beg like a dog!” Shug demands.

Jai sat up on his knees with his hands held in front of him like doggy paws. He panted with his tongue hanging out. He made little begging whiney noises and then barked some more.

Shug smirked as she leaned over and grabbed a handful of Jai’s hair, and pulled his head back. She demanded that he open his mouth, and then she spat in it.

She held his head back as she lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in Jai’s face. She pinched Jai’s nose closed until he opened his mouth to breathe. Shug then took a deep drag off her cigarette and flicked some ashes in Jai’s mouth.

Jai swallowed her spit and the ashes. Shug slapped his face a few times and smirked. “I am going to put you to work, you worthless slut! I am going to run a train on you! Those boys are going to fuck your mouth hard!” Shug warned.

Suddenly, the door opened and in came 16 black guys. They all undressed and formed a line in front of Jai. One by one, each guy’s power plunged into Jai’s throat with their huge cocks. They each fed Jai mouthfuls of cum.

Shug shook her head and said, “What a stupid gobbling gizz guzzler!”

After all the men finished with Jai’s slutty mouth, Jai sat in stunned silence. He was the slutty cock-whore of the year. He was embarrassed and flabbergasted at what had occurred.

Shug and her friends giggled at what they had observed. Shug grabbed the leash, pulled Jai to the bathroom, and instructed him to shower. When Jai emerged from his shower, he was clean and wearing only a floral print thong.

Shug pushed him across the bed and smacked his ass several times. She then flipped him over. So he was lying on his back on the bed. She hiked her skirt up, peeled off her panty, and climbed on the bed. She sat on his face and began grinding her hips.

Jai’s lips and tongue serviced her clit. Shug moaned in pleasure as she pumped her hips. Jai’s tongue pushed inside her, so she started bouncing on his face. Her butt cheeks slapped against his face as he tongue fucked her. She rode his face so hard.

Shug gasped and orgasmed hard as she dumped cum all over Jai’s face. She wiggled, pumped, and bounced as she smeared her cum all over his face.

Then Shug spun around and dropped her ass on his face. Jai’s tongue explored her anus and then pushed deep inside her ass. She bounced on his face as Jai cleaned her ass.

She pulled her cheeks apart and wiggled her anus tight against Jai’s mouth. His tongue swirled 4 inches deep inside her ass. She smiled as he cleaned her ass. When she stood up, she slid her panties back on. Jai sat up and looked shell-shocked. He just mumbled incoherently in brain scrambled humiliation.

Shug bent over, grabbed his panty’s top, and delivered a farewell thong wedgie. She spat in Jai’s face and walked towards the door. She stopped and smirked as she said, “Sit on the floor and bounce that stupid ass, you sissy slut!”

Jai immediately blushed as he plopped on his bottom on the hard floor. He began to bounce up and down, his butt cheeks slapping the hard floor repeatedly.

Shug smirked and said, “Bounce harder, sissy! Bounce those panties for me!”

Jai bounced and whimpered as his bottom grew sore. His butt made loud popping noises in the room. Each PLOP! made Jai blush more and more. His embarrassment grew more intense until he whined and sniffled.

Shug called Jai on the phone. When he picked up, she asked, “Are you bouncing, you sloppy bitch!”

PLOP! “Yes, I am ma’am!” whimpered Jai.

“Bounce those slutty cheeks hard, you whore!” she instructed.

“Ouchie-wow-wow! My poor whittle panties!” whined Jai.

“Bounce harder, you slut! Bounce your tranny panties!” she demanded.

Jai sniffled and moaned in weak surrender to Shug’s superior Girl Power. His butt cheeks throbbed with discomfort. His face burned with intense embarrassment.

“Wowsie-ow ow ow! My poor panties! My cheeks are ouchie!” Jai whimpered in pitiful, pathetic weakness.

Shug laughed and declared, “You stupid whore! Bark and bounce for me!”

As Jai bounced his butt, he loudly barked, “ARF! ARF! ARF!” Shug giggled at his foolishness and declared, “Fucking bounce hard and yell out about your love for sucking cocks!”

Jai blushed and bounced firmly as he yelled, “I want to suck cocks! I want to suck cocks! I want to suck cocks!”

Shug laughed and hung up the phone. Her domination had once again humiliated Jai and put him in his place.

Hi readers, it’s Vicky again. I hope you all are doing well. And I am hopeful that you all have liked Part 1 and Part 2 of the story. So, till now in both the parts, I was able to get close to my girlfriend (now married ex – after we were caught in part 2 together she was made to marry another guy 10 years older than her). But so far, I was not lucky enough to fuck her.

The first kiss, the first hug, and the first feeling of orgasm remain in your memory for the rest of your life. The 1st touch of that girl, the 1st smooch the 1st suckling of someone’s boobs, that 1st kiss on her pussy that 1st intimacy remains with you lifelong.

And after getting so intimate with someone, if you could not have sex with her, then it feels so incomplete. Your dick always remembers the touch of those soft hands and those lips. And how much old you get your dick always wants to fuck that one girl once in your life. And that becomes even more special than your ex is someone else’s wife.

Yes, my ex-girlfriend Mansi got married to one old man. I moved on to the next college and focused on my career. But deep inside, I was always having that incompleteness of not being able to fuck her once after getting so intimate with her.

I will sometimes feel frustrated that after devoting so much time and effort to a young and beautiful body, to make her a sex goddess from nowhere and not being able to fuck her and the fact that someone old is getting all that benefits out of it. It was crazy.

During all these years, I had sex with another few girls and made girlfriends but my dick was still not satisfied. The dick badly wanted that pussy and can only get satisfied after fucking that pussy alone.

After my master’s degree, I was placed in a pharmaceutical company in Hyderabad. As it is said, if you want something to happen that badly in your life it will happen to you. To my luck, my ex-girlfriend Mansi and her husband were also in Hyderabad.

When I first met her in one mall and came to know that she was also in the same city, I was the happiest person. She was also happy to see me. We had a brief chat and I asked her if she was happy with her new life. She said yes but I could see it all in her eyes that she was compromising with her life.

Eventually, she introduced me to her husband and they asked me to come to visit their place sometime.

I was looking forward to it. I went to their place. And eventually, I came to know that with age, her husband had got type 2 diabetes. I could now connect the dots and with old age and diabetes, this guy was not able to satisfy Mansi. I left the house after some time.

After 2 days, I called Mansi and asked her again whether she was happy with this guy. She was hiding the facts initially but then told me all things. How generation gap was not working out and all. But she was happy with him after getting adjusted to his lifestyle.

My ex-gf also made it clear to me that whatever happens between us was history and that I should never cross the line.

I clearly see my chances there and now I went into the planning phase. I visited her one more time and gave them some vitamin supplements to them to try out as they were doing their family planning. Over the call, I will speak to her and eventually found out what dates she use to be in her jolly mode during her cycle.

The supplements I gave to her husband contained strong testosterone blockers which will reduce his sex drive for next few months. He will not be able to get any erections and will not be able to have sex with his hot wife. With every passing day and with no sex from her husband, Mansi was accumulating all the sexual energies in her body.

Her sexual desires were making her go restless. She is like a ticking sex bomb ready to explode on the next available hard dick come on her way.

I planned out the date when she will be at her sexual peak and her husband will be busy at work. I took the day off and visited her place. She invited me in and she made tea for us.

I started telling her about the past and how I miss all these I could see how aroused she was getting remembering all those. I asked her to get some water for me. While she was going to the kitchen, I followed her and come such close to her that she can feel all the tensions and intentions inside me.

I grabbed her from the back and started kissing her. She couldn’t resist but kiss me back. In her kitchen itself, we started kissing each other badly. She was wearing a saree and now after marriage, she has become even hotter.

I started playing with her. I quickly unwrapped her from her saree and was making out with full force. After some time, we moved inside her bedroom. This was my moment. This is the girl I wanted to have sex with and here it was, she was on the bed completely naked. There was not an inch left in her body that was not kissed by my lips.

Those soft and super rounded boobs as if they were asking to get sucked. Her ass and her pussy. I started eating her out like a chocolate cake. My tongue was eating her pussy out. Mansi had nothing but to completely submit herself and enjoy the moment.

We went into the real 69 modes and enjoyed the role play. Eventually, I fucked my married ex-girlfriend in all different positions I could remember. Starting from missionary to spooning to doggy to back drilling.

Finally, my dick was inside that pussy it always wanted to be. She asked me to put on the condom. Even though I wanted to fuck her without a condom, I did not want to kill her mode because of this small issue.

After fucking my married ex-lover for some time, we switched to the ultimate drilling position. I removed the condom and fucked her. My dick was now in her pussy directly without any layer in between. Her pussy was so wet for not being fucked for a whole month that she could not notice it. My dick was mining all her sexual energies.

My dick was not ready to leave anything for her husband and wanted to get it all out. But that juicy pussy was like an infinite power of sexuality. My dick tried its best for over 30 minutes to drill out all the sexuality but even after 30 minutes of ruthless sex and 3 orgasms, that pussy was ready to take more stroke play.

My dick had nothing but to bow down to that pussy power. But before bowing down, I released my entire cum load inside that pussy. Finally, my dick got the satisfaction it wanted. My ex-girlfriend came to know that I cummed inside her.

She was a bit worried but told me that so far in these years, she had never let her husband have sex with her without a condom. So, effectively this was the 1st time any dick has actually touched her pussy and have cum inside her. I knew she was saving it all for my dick. We went on for one more round that day.

9 months post that incident, she had her 1st baby. Her husband was happy becoming a father. But only we 2 knew who the real father was.

This is how I finally fucked my married ex-girlfriend.

I hope you all liked it. Please provide me with feedback. Thank you all and will be back with my next fantasy series.

So, let me narrate the story further in which how I fucked her pussy. I will try my very best to include each and every small detail I felt in real at that time.

After fucking my neighbour’s curvy Gujarati wife’s ass roughly, she was fond of me and my tool. I used to fuck her ass twice or thrice on weekdays. I noticed a dildo and vibrator in her bed drawer which meant her pussy was on fire but controlled herself from letting me fuck her cunt.

So, one day after my wife and her mother-in-law left home, I went to her home and seduced her while she was doing her work. Later, I took her to bed and licked her cunt and slowly started fingering her with one finger. Her pussy was not that tight. And her fluids were of great taste.

I took a vibrator from her drawer while licking and kept it aside to use it later to fuck her pussy that day.

I was licking the upper end of my neighbour’s curvy Gujarati wife’s cunt in circular motion while fingering and kept licking the fluids, believe me guys, this motion released a lot of cum! She was trembling her waist and was literally moaning and shouting.

She – Sagar, maru thava avyu che joje. (I am about to cum, Sagar. Watch out!)

My Gujarati neighbour kept pressing my head on her pussy and kept rubbing my lips on her pussy lips. I drank her thick juices.

Me – Dar vakte ano taste jordar hoi che (Your cum tastes amazing every time).

I licked her cunt clean. She laughed and slapped me lightly while relaxing in the bed.

Now I kept fingering her ass with cum that dropped down her pussy and spat on her asshole to lubricate it. Now she got up and sat on her knees to give me a blowjob. She started gently at first but as the size of the tool rose, she also tightened the grip and started to go a little rough.

My neighbour’s Gujarati wife started to take the tool deep till her throat. She started coughing so I removed and told her not to take it deeply. She wasn’t an expert but tried her very best to make the memorable for us.

After she got comfortable, I placed 2 pillows below her ass and kept her one leg on my shoulder and the other on the bed (hope you guys understand the position). And I also took the vibrator, she was unaware of that.

I slowly placed my dick on her asshole and rubbed.

She moaned and said, “Chodu dhire jaje ho. Gand che joje (Fucker, be a little gentle and slowly, it is my ass).

Me – Ha, tu kya chut ape gand j lav chu tari (You aren’t giving your pussy so I know it is your ass).

And I slowly entered. She first moaned but later she started enjoying and saying while moaning,

She – Aahh mummy aah tu kai jadibuti le cho? Dar vakhte moto j feel thai che. (Are you talking medicines? Every time it feels different?)

Me – Jevo te mukyo to evo j che shalini su majak kare (Are you joking it is the same you left Shalini).

I kept stroking at the same momentum but started my jerks deep. She tightened the grip of her hand and kept one pillow on her mouth to control her moans.

Now I started rubbing her wet pussy lips while deep jerks. She was enjoying the moment at its best, now I started rubbing my fingers on her pussy while stroking.

She – Kya thi sikhyo che aa badhu dofa? Sagar marriage pachi kyarei avu feel nai kryu! (Idiot, where have you learned this? Never felt like this since marriage.)

Me – Gharvado hot to ene tu gand marva det? Ee chut ma j ramto hot haji (Would you allow your husband to fuck your ass? He must be still fucking your pussy.)

She laughed and I started fingering her pussy deeply while fucking my neighbour’s curvy Gujarati wife’s ass. Her pussy was oozing juices and she had kept her eyes closed due to pain, anger, lust, and satisfaction. She was enjoying the moment at its best. Her cum was dripping and the drops were falling on the pillow kept under her ass.

Slowly, I took the vibrator and rubbed on her dripping pussy and slowly entered her. She wasn’t aware and I switched on the vibrator. Guys, she jumped all of a sudden! And started moaning loudly pressing the pillow on her mouth.

“Aaaahhhh mummmmmyyy uuuuhhh..” were the moans in the whole room.

Now I started stroking her ass fast and kept the vibrator deep in the cunt. Her body adjusted a little with the moment and she was looking straight in my eyes and asked.

She – Bhadva tane kone kidhu aa levanu? (Who asked you to use this?)

Me – Drawer me padyu tu chodini to lidhu. (I saw it in the drawer, so used it.)

The lust had taken over the thoughts of not getting fucked other than her husband. She was willing to fuck her pussy hard but wasn’t telling me.

Tears were rolling from her eyes in joy. She was feeling like getting fucked in both holes. She was lifting her waist with the strokes due to which her pussy was dripping a lot and some cum was rolling on her stomach. I can see that she was about to cum soon from her moans and facial expressions. So I removed the vibrator and entered my dick in her hot lava dripping pussy.

It straightaway went deep and she had her eyes wide open. I won’t be able to explain what I and my dick were feeling. Hot, tight, and slippery awesome. I started ramming my neighbour’s wife hard like a bull. The whole room was filled with the sound of thap thap thap caused by balls and thighs hitting her ass.

I kept thrusting her hot tight pussy for nearly 10 minutes. She was absolutely abusing me while enjoying her cunt rammed hard by me during that moment.

She – Bhosmarina chut ni na padi ti ne gand ma santosh noto? (Bastard, I told you not to think of pussy. Wasn’t the ass enough?)

Me – Rani tari chut ma j jannat che gand karta. (Your pussy feels heaven compared to your ass, my queen.)

She – Chodu tane kidhu tu chut reva de j gharvada mate toi nai revatu? (I told you to leave the pussy for my husband but you didn’t understand, fucker.)

Her moaning got intense and could feel her hot fluid on my dick. I couldn’t hold longer. We both came together and I kept jerking and filled her pussy with my juices. I fell on her and kissed her she had tears in her eyes.

I got up and saw the raw beauty. Her ass was red. The pussy was dripping the cum on the pillow the ass hole was a little swollen. She got up. We both cleaned ourselves and got ready. She didn’t say a word, she was constantly thinking about something. I left her home.

She didn’t speak for 2 days. After 2 days, she texted at midnight.

I will share in the next story how it went further and fucked her one night while her mother-in-law was sleeping in the next room. Uski gand mar mar k uska figure badal gaya he. Her ass was a little big compared to earlier and she looks great.

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Disclaimer: This is a semi-fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.

But besides the story, read through the lines. This is a guide to having good sexual pleasure with your partner/partners. I will explain how each sexual activity is done, and then you will be able to satisfy your partner with the same.

There are two things a man craves. One is a good meal, and the second is a wet pussy. And right now, Hari had his fingers digging into the second one.

Like all men, after the breakup, Hari started a Tinder account. He matched with a few, but his heart didn’t want anything serious. But his dick wanted to mate as soon as possible. And the woman who was making it leak was Rutu.

Rutu was a working professional like Hari. Both joined recently in their respective companies and were earning well to afford their needs. Both were 24 years old and away from their parents, experiencing freedom, but neither was a virgin.

After chatting for a short two weeks, Rutu finally was ready to meet. Nothing serious, just a casual meal and movie. On a Saturday night, Hari rented a car and waited for Rutu at the Restaurant she wanted to have a non-romantic dinner.

Rutu wasn’t the perfect woman. She was a plus-size with heavy melons. 34D, plump at the belly, and extra-large panties were her figures. But she was more than a feast to his eyes.

Rutu wore a dark blue printed shirt with tiny polka dots that was buttoned except for the first button. To match the shirt, she had a light blue push-up bra. This went well with the formal blue pants she wore with light blue matching panties inside.

Even when dressed in formals, she looked fascinating. She had brown eyes with dark mascara and pink lipstick matching her slightly brown skin tone. Hari wore a plain white shirt joined with blue pants tucked in with formal shoes.

He made sure he masturbated last night to avoid any boner issues. After all, he was going to touch a woman after years. They greeted each other and locked eyes. Even though his eyes met her eyes, he focused on the cleavage that peaked through the shirt.

“You look fabulous and hot,” he said boldly.

“You are handsome too, Hari,” She giggled.

They talked about their life, work, past, and how scared they were to jump into another relationship. For two hours, they talked and giggled at each other like teenagers. Finally, when they left the diner, they were holding hands.

“What are you looking for,” She asked, finally gaining courage.

“Maybe I will work 2 years and go abroad for higher studies,” Hari said

“Oh, not that, I mean in Tinder ” She blushed.

“Hmm, I don’t know, not love,” He said because he was broken into so many pieces by his ex.

It was almost 9. Like what every gentleman should do, Hari offered to drop her home like a gentleman. They got into his rental car. But unknown to Hari, Rutu had an even bigger sex drive. Her pussy needed tender care that her fingers, candlestick, or banana could no longer offer.

She wanted to feel a man, the warmth of a man, his wetness, his sticky juices, and his taste right in her mouth. And for some reason, Hari seems very trustworthy. Because never would a woman spread her legs for an indecent man.

Hari parked the car outside her apartment lane right below a lamppost extending from the apartment compound. He was about to leave. But Rutu wanted to have a good conversation with him. They talked about their college life and planned like a cute couple under the post in the car.

But Rutu knew something Hari didn’t. The lamp would be turned off exactly at 10. The apartment watchmen would switch on the main light towards the gate, leaving them in complete darkness.

“I think I should leave now” Rutu grinned at Hari, trying to undo the seat belt.

“Yes, I hope you had a good time,” Hari said.

“Let me help you with that,” He undid his seat belt, leaned towards her, and grabbed the buckle.

Rutu noticed that he was a good man despite his frequent peaks to her chest. I wouldn’t blame him. Rutu wanted him to look at the melons. But other than that, he didn’t even touch her except while unbuckling the seat belt.

As soon as she was free from the tight hold of her seat belt, she planted a kiss on his cheeks to ignite the burning desire in him. She then closed her eyes and opened her mouth, indicating for him to kiss her. She knew he would fall for it since they were in complete darkness, and he did.

His lips locked her pout lips, and she felt his breath take away her life. That was enough for her to make him submit to her pussy. She started sucking his upper lips like an animal tasting his saliva and her lipstick.

She waited for a few seconds for him to drive his tongue inside her mouth. They started eating each other like horny teenagers. His groin was shaking. His dick started to make a dent.

Noticing this from the corner of her eyes, Rutu took his hand and whispered, “I won’t stop you if you touch me now.”

That was what he wanted to hear. His right hand grabbed her melons and squeezed. She moaned into his mouth. But then she was worried that Hari would only care for them over the clothes.

She separated her lips forcefully from his strong liplock, her lips were sucked, and his lips glistened in her saliva. She moved her hands over her top and undid the second and third buttons, exposing her ample breasts that looked like ripe milk packets.

“Let me guide you, Hari,” Her voice oozed with seduction. She giggled at his wonderstruck expression. She took his right hand and placed it over melons tightly held in the blue cups of her push-up bra. Then smiling, she pulled down the cup of her right tit.

“This is for being a gentleman,” She grinned. Her nipple was shining like a brown cherry over a heap of chocolate ice cream.

“But I like to be wild when near your wet pussy,” He said in a mild cute tone.

“Alright, so there is a wild animal inside this gentleman too. Go on, play with it,” She grinned.

He was no longer interested in her lips. He bent down and sucked her nipple. He felt the hard stiff nipple melting inside his mouth while the breast shivered with excitement. He also felt her hand slither into his thighs and search for his groin.

Hari spread his legs, letting her grab his balls over the pants. His lips sucked her right melon like a baby-sucking nipple bottle. He kept sucking out her life through her nipple.

Rutu pulled his shirt out of his pants and grabbed his belt, even though he was sucking her free melon. He used his free hand to help her unbuckle the pant, and then it was just a matter of a second for Rutu to unzip him.

Her right hand slithered like a snake searching for its prey into his pants and then inside his underwear. She paused when she finally held it in her hand.

“Are you leaking already?” She asked like a slut.

He was not fully hard yet, but his tip was wet and sticky.

To be continued.

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Hi, this is Sally again with the second part of my story.

In the last part, you saw I had intense sex with Rakesh. I was naked the whole day. We three just kept kissing and licking each other. We fucked again in the evening.

It was ten at night. Rakesh was cooking chicken and opened up the bottle of whisky. Avneet and I were in our tees which came to our bums and nothing below it. I spoke to Avneet.

Me: That was fantastic sex, I did not have sex for a month, and my husband’s dick isn’t this big either.

Avneet: Yea, he knows how to have sex beautifully. He makes me cum. And since the first time we fucked, I couldn’t help myself. I want it every day now.

Me: And he let you have sex with his friend? Seriously? He did not mind?

Avneet: Yes, I was very horny. We were watching porn, and I saw the double penetration porn. It made me so horny I wanted to try it. And I told him. He agreed, so I got a friend to join us.

Me: You called the guy? Was he your friend? Wow!

Rakesh came and gave us the drink, I don’t drink, but I have tried it with my husband. He made me stop eating chicken too. Avneet took the glass and gulped one down. I was amazed to see that she never drank because the last I knew.

Avneet: Yes. We have an open relationship. Besides, we both have a high sexual appetite. He lets me have double penetration sex at times. And today, I returned the favor by giving your pussy to him. (And she winked at me).

Me: Wow! My husband won’t even let me talk much to guys or let me wear short clothes.

He brought the chicken and kept it on the table. I was looking at it.

Avneet: Eat it. Don’t think, and forget your useless husband. Eat, drink, smoke fuck whomever you want, and wear whatever you want. Enjoy your freedom.

Me: But I can’t stay alone for my whole life, and I don’t even know when he will come here. And I felt sad.

Avneet: Who said you are alone? We are there with you. If you need a man in your life, marry Rakesh. I don’t mind. We will all have threesomes every day. He will fuck all your holes, and he has the stamina to fuck two pussies. Don’t you like him? His cock?

Me: Yes, I love his cock, and he is smart and dedicated too. I was giving it a thought.

Avneet got up, moved to Rakesh, removed his underwear, and played with his dick. Rakesh was hard within no time as a rock. I was also turned on by alcohol. I spread my legs and started rubbing myself.

Avneet removed her cover-up and came to me and started licking me. Rakesh got behind her and began to fuck her like a bitch

Avneet: Aah, aah, fuck. Harder baby, pound me. Ahh. I love you. And your dick. Keep fucking me like this and keep fucking her too. She will be your second wife from now on.

She was fingering me and licking me hard, and making me cum. Avneet also let out a loud moan and came hard on his cock. We both were hugging each other and panting and kissing each other.

Rakesh was still hard as a rock. I made him lie down and sucked his cock for a min; it tasted so good. I turned around and started riding him. He held my boobs and bit me.

Me: Aahh. It feels so deep inside me.

Rakesh: And you have such a wet pussy. (biting my nipples ) Tell me, will you be my wife? I will fuck you like a whore every day. Pound you like an animal. Keep you naked.

Me: Yes, yes, baby. But promise me you will make me a whore like Avneet. Am I allowed to have sex with others too?

He turned me into doggy style. Avneet poured oil into my ass, and Rakesh inserted his cock there. I was a virgin in the ass.. and I screamed at the top of my voice.

Avneet came below me and started licking me till the pain subsided, and then Rakesh started pounding me hard.

Rakesh: Now I have marked you as my whore. All your holes are mine. I will make you fuck men and keep you naked half the time, even in public. Think again. Will you be able to do it?

Me: I will do whatever you ask me. I am your wife, your whore. Do whatever you want with me.

He pounded me for five more minutes and then cum in my ass. We three were tired. Avneet poured another round of drinks, and Rakesh lit up a joint. Rakesh was sitting in between the two of us.

Avneet leaned forward, took a sip, transferred the same into my mouth, and made me gulp it. Then I realized she had given me some tablets. 5 minutes later, I was super horny, and so was Avneet. She brought a bottle and showed Rakesh a drop of some fluid.

I don’t remember what happened after that. But I woke up the next day with my boobs in Avneet’s mouth, and Rakesh’s dick was in her ass. Later, when I watched the video, I was shocked to see the wild sex I had.

I was standing naked in front of the mirror and looking at the glow on my face. Rakesh came in and hugged me from behind, holding my boobs. At that moment, I felt he was the one I had always wanted.

Since then, my life has changed. I told my husband I wanted a divorce and was sleeping with someone. He did not believe me, so I sent him a video of getting fucked by Rakesh.

I work as a waitress on a beachside shack only in a bikini the whole day. Avneet is the manager in the hut, and Rakesh is in the storeroom. We fuck there at least once during our shift. Rakesh lets me have sex with others.

I was madly in love with Rakesh and the life I was leading free and at my own will. How we both got married on an island with Rakesh’s mother and her bf. How we had group sex right after the marriage with people. I will tell you in the next part.

In the meantime, you can enjoy my other storyhere.

This story is about how life changes once you decide to do something which may not be the right way to do it.

I am Akansha, 29 years old. I finished my graduation in Fashion Design and wanted to start my boutique. My BF Ajit always supported my idea and encouraged me, but it wasn’t easy to get a loan. Being a newcomer and having no concrete asset to get a loan in lieu of, I was rejected by all the banks.

Ajit: Akansha, I think you join a company and then continue pursuing to get a loan.

Me: Ajit, you know I don’t want to work from 9-5 making stupid dresses for a regular company. Come on. I want to create my brand.

Ajit: I know, but it is not easy to get a loan, and we need to earn money to continue with our expenses.

Me: So now you are saying I am a burden on you?

Ajit: No, I mean we also need to think of our future.

Me: You know what, I will stay with my friend tonight.

Ajit: What is this? Wait, Akansha.

I was so angry that I left. I was getting frustrated and decided to meet the Branch Manager of JNP Bank. I reached the bank and was waiting.

Bank Peon to Mr. Rameshar Rao (Branch Manager): Sir, that Madam has come back again.

Mr. Rao: Who?

Peon: Arrey, Sir, same short skirt (winking)

Mr. Rao: Oh, the fashion designer?

Peon: Yes, Sir! Uff, you should make her keep coming here to the bank again. At least we get to see her sexy figure.

Mr. Rao: Biswas, shut up.

Peon: Sorry, Sir. If you say, I will ask her to leave.

Mr. Rao: Wait, send her in.

Peon: Madam, please go in.

I was dressed in a sleeveless white shirt, short black skirt, and high heels. As I walked in, the Bank Manager asked me to sit down.

Mr. Rao: So, Madam, you don’t stop coming. This is your 4th time.

Me: Sir, I need this loan. This boutique is very important.

Mr. Rao: Akansha Madam, how often do I have to explain to you. You do not have any assets, nor does your business plan look viable. You know how much the inflation has increased and you think people will buy your expensive dresses. If you had started an IT startup, you could have got a loan.

Me: But Sir, trust me, my designs are great, and as per my plan, I should be able to repay the loan in 5 years.

Mr. Rao: Nope, we don’t run our bank like this. You may go.

Me: Sir, I am very desperate. Please tell me what should I do to get a loan. I am happy to get a recommendation for my business plan or references from my college professors.

Mr. Rao stopped looking at the documents, took his glasses, and looked at me. I saw his eyes look at me as he slowly let his eyes slide down my face, down to my neck to my open shirt button showing my cleavage. I felt a bit weird and covered my cleavage with my shirt. As soon as I did, he looked at me.

Mr Rao got up and walked towards the file cabinet.

Mr. Rao: Madam, do you see this? We get loan applications every day, and all want money. I have rejected far better loan applications than what you have. Again we all look for certain applications that offer something outstanding than what other applicants can offer.

I looked at him while he spoke, and he slowly walked and stood beside me. He came and kept his hands on my shoulder, pressed it, and continued to rub it slowly.

Mr. Rao: Akansha Madam, there is very stiff competition in our country. Our current loan system has just one more loan remaining for this quarter. Then for the next 3 months, we won’t be able to help you.

He slowly slid his hand onto my naked arms and continued to feel my soft skin. I felt his rough hands feeling me. I wasn’t sure where this conversation was going. I felt a bit weird but didn’t want to tell him to stop and ruin any chance of getting the loan.

Me: Sir, what are you trying to say?

He bent forward from behind and brought his face next to my neck. I felt his warm breath on my neck.

Mr Rao: You are a beautiful, smart, sexy young woman. I am sure you are intelligent enough to know how to make closed doors open.

I dreaded where this might be going, but I was shocked as he said his last line. I stood up and looked at him.

Me: Mr Rao, what the hell are you saying? How can you even ask me to do something like that?

Mr. Rao: Madam, I told you the current situation and what is needed to get you out of your current situation. If you don’t like it, feel free to leave my office. It’s a free country, and you can go to any other bank. Go back and think, and if you want me to help, text me the first three characters of your figure. I have a size in mind (Looking at my breasts), but I want to see if I thought correctly.

I was so mad at him that I just l stormed out of his room. I went to a few other banks, some even refused to meet, and the rest rejected my plan. I went back home angry and frustrated. Ajit and I again fought over my not joining a company.

I was very frustrated, and my dream of opening my boutique appeared to be disappearing. Mr Rao’s words kept repeating in my ears. I kept feeling, so yuck thinking about how Mr Rao was. He was a 50-year-old bald black guy with a big belly.

His hairy chest was easily visible from his shirt, and I doubt that pig ever used a deodorant. I was taking a shower and thinking about all this when Ajit walked in and held me from behind.

Ajit: You know na, how sexy you look when angry.

Me: Ajit, not now. Please let me take a shower.

Ajit held my boobs from behind and continued to rub his cock against my ass crack. I was surprised how hard he was, keeping in mind we fought a while back. He squeezed my wet breasts real hard while kissing and biting my neck.

Ajit: Oh, your soft tits are so sexy, baby.

On the one hand, I wanted Ajit to fuck me, but the boutique loan was troubling me. I pushed Ajit and asked him to leave.

Ajit got angry and turned me, making me face him.

Ajit: You are my sexy slutty bitch, and you will let me fuck you. You dirty whore.

Ajit lifted me and pushed me against the wall. He buried his face in between my boobs and started sucking them like crazy while giving a big thrust to insert his big rod into my wet pussy. I moaned as it was a rough insert.

As I moaned in a slow seductive way, Ajit bit my boobs hard. I had never experienced anything like this from Ajit before.

Ajit: You like it, don’t you. I know how to calm you bitches. A nice wild deep dirty fuck is what you need. You like when I talk dirty, don’t you, you dirty little whore!

For the next 20 minutes, we both were in the shower. Ajit had lifted me, and my legs were around his waist and arms around his neck. His cock was within my wet tight pussy, and he continued to thrust me hard. Each time I moaned, he bit my nipples and banged me harder.

Ajit was about to cum, when he let go of me. He pushed me on my knee and inserted his dick between my lips, and started to fuck my mouth. He held my hair. I started to suck his cock. As my lips slid down his hard cock, he unleashed his thick warm sticky cum in my mouth within moments.

I swallowed his cum and sat against the wall, slowly breathing with a bit of cum flowing out of the corner of my lips. Ajit finished his bath and left.

A lot of thoughts were going into my mind, and all of a sudden, I took my phone.

Mr Rao received an SMS: 34D

I got dressed, forgot my phone in the bathroom, and went to bed. Ajit had already slept. Around 11, I went to pee when I noticed a message on the phone. My heart started to beat faster as I knew it would be Mr Rao. I closed the bathroom door, sat down on the floor, and checked my phone.

Mr. Rao: I knew it. My peon had said 34C. But when a woman goes for an important meeting, they usually prefer to wear half-cup bras. It helps to give a nice shape. Now in your case, you have such big juicy mangoes. When those cups pushed your boobs together and created that sexy deep cleavage line, I knew it had to be D.

I was shocked to read Mr Rao’s message and wondering he had been checking me out. I didn’t know what to respond to or should I even respond to. But because my loan depended on his approval, I just responded with, “Hmmm.”

In a minute, he responded.

Mr. Rao: Oh, Akansha Madam, still awake.

Me: Yes.

Mr. Rao: With your response, should I assume you have accepted my solution to your problem?

I was in two minds because there is no turning back once I say yes. I was in such a conundrum that I needed a drink. I made a large drink, and I just gulped it down. I made another, took it to the bathroom, and closed the door. I kept looking at his message and thinking about what to do.

Me: Yes.

Mr. Rao: Good decision, Madam. By the way, Madam, that day when I came near your neck, I smelled your perfume. It was sexy. Which perfume do you use?

Me: Chanel No. 5

Mr. Rao: Wow, you have excellent taste! What are you doing now?

Me: Mr Rao, let’s get to the point as to what you want.

Mr. Rao: Relax, Madam, we will get to it now that you have accepted my solution. But I have to KYC first!

Me: KYC?

Mr. Rao: Oh, Madam, remember when you go to a bank to open an account, you need to enter a form which says ‘Know Your Customer,’ (KYC). I also have to know you first. So what are you doing now?

I don’t know if I was nervous or anxious or both, but I had already finished my second drink. I went and brought the entire bottle and poured another drink. I saw his reply.

Me: I am sitting in the bathroom and drinking and talking to you.

Mr: Rao: Oh, that’s hot. What are you drinking?

I think I was already a bit high and just responded to him.

Me: Scotch.

Mr. Rao: Now that’s a classy and sexy drink to match a woman like you. By the way, since you are in the bathroom, are you just in a towel?

Me: No, I am in a short sleeveless nighty.

Mr. Rao: Wow, tell me you are naked underneath the nighty.

Me: Wearing a black panty.

Mr. Rao: Nice! So do you stay alone?

Me: No, with my Boyfriend.

Mr. Rao: Oh wow, you are in the bathroom then. What is he doing?

Me: He already slept.

Mr. Rao: Wow, now this is sexy. It’s midnight, bf is asleep, and his gf is barely dressed, drinking and texting me. You’ve made me hard

I didn’t know how to respond to him. At the same time, I continued to drink when he replied again.

Mr. Rao: Does he satisfy you sexually?

I wasn’t shocked by his question but didn’t know why he wanted to know?

Me: Why do you want to know?

Mr. Rao: Well, who knows, maybe apart from getting the loan, you also thought it might be a good idea to enjoy another man.

I was mad at him. Does he think I am slut? And how can he even think that me, who is 5’7, fair, long straight hair with burgundy streaks, 34D-28-34, be attracted to him?

Me: How dare you? Do you think I am slut?

Mr. Rao: Oh no, Madam, it’s just young women like you get bf’s who are all liberal and feminist and all those good things. But when it comes to bed, they can’t give you what you need. Tell me, when was the last time you had orgasm after orgasm with your bf?

Ajit was liberal and a strong supporter of feminism. I was about to write that he gave me an orgasm tonight but realized that it was me fingering myself, imagining him being all rough, wild and dirty while I was taking a shower. It was me who had an orgasm myself.

I actually could not remember when Ajit had last fucked me like crazy. I continued to think when another message came.

Mr. Rao: If a young sexy hot woman like you has to think so much and still not come up with an answer, YOU ARE SEXUALLY NOT SATISFIED!

I was shocked to read the last 5 words of his message. I just gulped my entire drink. I was officially high now. I should just have gone to sleep, but I don’t know what made me respond to him.

Me: You think you know me?

Mr. Rao: Madam, women like you, smart, sexy, wearing revealing dresses, are hungry for attention from men. You like when men check you out. It’s a validation that you are sexy and your body is making those men hard. And the fact that you are alone in the bathroom drinking and chatting with me in the middle of the night while your bf is asleep, yes, I know a bit about you. Let me tell you another thing. Your bf cannot drink Scotch neat. He either needs to mix coca-cola or prefers cocktails.

I was shocked to see that he was correct about Ajit.

Me: Are you following my Bf?

Mr. Rao: Oh no, Madam, I have no clue who your bf is. But I know he doesn’t deserve to get to strip you or play with your naked body. A man who cannot enjoy the pure essence of barrel-aged Scotch has no idea how to caress the beauty of a sexy woman like you and make her moan in orgasmic ecstasy. Women like you need to be worshipped till you moan and cum hard!

I don’t know if it was the drink, his messages, or both. I felt a bit hot and just slid my nighty off my shoulder. My boobs were out, and I just caressed my left boob.

Mr. Rao: You want to be fucked now, don’t you?

I was breathing heavily and didn’t know what to say.

Mr. Rao: Tell me, Akansha Madam, do you want to be banged on your bathroom floor right now?

I don’t know what he was doing, but he had made me wet.

Mr. Rao: Tell me…

Mr. Rao: Tell me…

He kept on sending me messages.

Me: Yes.

Mr. Rao: You have already taken out your boobs and started to caress them, haven’t you?

Me: Yes.

Mr. Rao: You want to send your naked selfie to me, don’t you?

Me: Yes.

My left hand was rubbing my pussy, and my right hand was twitching my left nipple. I waited for him to ask me to send it, but his message stopped. I waited for a while, and I was so hot.

Me: What do you want to see, my boobs or pussy?

He still did not reply.

Me: Tell me.

I kept drinking, and I continued to rub my pussy and messaged again

Me: If you want me to show you my complete nude body, I can. Please tell me what you want.

I don’t know how long I was awake, but I just dozed off at some point.

Pooja and I got married sometime back. She is a fair 32-year-old short chubby woman from a small town in UP, who has very big boobs. Her boobs are the size of massive watermelons. Everyone who meets Pooja for the first time stares at her boobs.

Initially, we had a great sex life but slowly Pooja started losing interest in sex. While I was interested in trying Anal and Oral sex, my wife never allowed me to do that. I tried discussing with her what can we do to make our sex life spicy.

She said that she wanted to get fucked by someone else to see how I compare with other men. First I thought she was joking but then I realized she was probably serious. Then came my Punjabi friend Kshitij into the picture. He was a tall, fair and well-built 28-year-old Punjabi man.

I started noticing that every time Kshitij came to our house, he would keep staring at my wife’s boobs. Pooja seemed to like this and often wore low-cut blouses when my friend came home. Kshitij would call Pooja “Bhabhi” and pretend to go to the kitchen to help her.

Since our kitchen was a very tight space, Kshitij would keep rubbing my wife’s boobs or butt. He would pretend he accidentally touched her. I realized that I got more pleasure thinking about my friend fucking my wife than me having sex with her. I would imagine him pressing her giant boobs, fucking her anally and she giving him a blowjob.

So I decided that I should get Kshitij to somehow fuck Pooja and I should watch them.

Kshitij has a habit of asking people for money. He spends all his salary on shopping and partying with friends and always needs to borrow money for other things. One day, I approached him and told him that I was ready to give him 50,000 rupees if he does a task for me. Kshitij got excited and told me he will do anything for 50,000 rupees.

I then told him that he needs to fuck my wife and make a recording of it. He showed surprise but I could tell that he was excited at the thought of fucking his Pooja bhabhi. He was a greedy bastard and I knew he would easily agree to fuck Pooja for money and the sex.

We made our plan. I told him everything about Pooja – what she likes to talk about, her favorite food and time pass, and her favorite sex positions.

Kshitij started casual texting with Pooja. He was a smooth talker and slowly, the texting turned into sex chat. They would share vulgar jokes and Kshitij would tell how he fucked his past girlfriends.

Pooja also started sharing thoughts on her idea of sex. All this while, my friend would show me her texts and I would suggest what he should respond.

Then, one day, I decided it was time for action now. I told Pooja that I was going to be late to the office and she should not wait for me for dinner. I told Kshitij about this and told him he had the whole afternoon and evening to go and fuck his bhabhi. I told him to make sure he recorded the complete fucking on his cellphone and ensured he fucked her orally and anally.

Kshitij went to my house after lunch. He knocked on the door and my wife was surprised to see him. Kshitij told her that his girlfriend had dumped him today and he was feeling very lonely and upset. He just wanted to talk to Pooja and feel better.

Pooja asked him to relax and went to get him a glass of water. Kshitij immediately put his cellphone on the recording mode and put it on the table facing the sofa. When Pooja came back, Kshitij started talking about how he and his girlfriend had great sex life but now she dumped him saying she did not find him attractive.

Kshitij turned towards Pooja and said, “Bhabhi, you tell me, am I not attractive? Can I not be a good sex lover”.

Pooja was stunned and did not know what to answer. Kshitij then started crying and hugged Pooja tightly. Pooja also hugged him now.

Kshitij then slowly started kissing her neck. Pooja tried to get out of his grab but Kshitij just kept on kissing more vigorously. After some time, Pooja stopped resisting and started kissing him too. Pooja had realized that Kshitij wanted to have sex with her and felt this was her chance also. Slowly, they kissed each other’s lips and were kissing passionately.

Kshitij then opened Pooja’s kurti and removed it. She was wearing a red bra and Kshitij unhooked it. My wife’s massive boobs popped out and Kshitij was stunned to see her massive boobs. He told Pooja, “Bhabhi, aapke to bahut bade hain.”

Pooja smiled and said, “Tumhare choosne ke liye hain.”

Kshitij started licking and sucking Pooja’s massive boobs. Pooja was now getting excited and removed her pyjama too. She was not wearing any panty and her vagina was shaved and smooth.

My friend then started fingering and licking my wife’s vagina. Pooja was moaning heavily now – she was getting orgasmic. In some time, she had an orgasm and ejected all her juice on Kshitij’s face.

Kshitij then got up and removed his pants. His penis was thick and 6-inches long. Pooja gave a smile on seeing his penis and said, “Tumhara bhi bahut bada hai” on and quickly took it in her mouth. She was now giving him a blowjob – she was sucking as if she was a kid having a lollipop.

She continued doing this for 10 minutes. Then Kshitij lay her on the sofa and spread her legs. He inserted his erect penis into her pink vagina. Pooja gave out a scream due to the big penis going inside her. Kshitij loudly said, “Bhabhi, aaj main aapko itna chodunga jitna kissi ne aapko nahin choda hoga.”

Pooja replied, “Dekhte hain tum mein kitna dum hai.”

Kshitij was pounding her with great speed in missionary position while sucking her boobs. Pooja was also loudly moaning. She had never had such sex with me. 10 minutes later, Kshitij told her to get into doggy position. He slapped her big chubby butts and started pounding her from behind.

Pooja had a sudden orgasm she let her water on all over the bed. At this point, my friend was also about to cum and loudly shouted, “Bhabhi, mera bhi hone waala hai.”

My wife realized that Kshitij was not wearing a condom and tried to get his penis out but Kshitij held her tightly. Within seconds, he released his massive load inside her vagina. There was so much cum that it started dripping out from her vagina. Kshitij took some of the cum and made Pooja lick it.

They both were exhausted now and lied down on the sofa. After relaxing for 15 minutes, Kshitij told Pooja that he wanted her to take him to the bathroom. Pooja did not understand but quietly got up and took him to the bathroom.

Kshitij took his cellphone and kept it on the bathroom window. Pooja realized now that Kshitij has been recording the whole sex act. He told her to turn around and bend. Pooja thought Kshitij will again fuck her in the doggy position but Kshitij had other plans. With one big thrust, he inserted his penis into my wife’s anus. Pooja had never experienced anal sex and she cried with pain and pleasure!

Kshitij’s penis was too big for her anus with every thrust, it caused her great pain. Kshitij kept fucking her like this for more than 10 minutes.

He then turned her around and told her to kneel down and asked her to close her eyes and open her mouth. Pooja thought Kshitij wanted a blowjob again and opened her mouth wide. Kshitij held her by her hair tightly and started pissing all over her mouth.

When Pooja realized what was happening, she tried to move her head away but Kshitij kept holding her tight and pissed all over her face and boobs. He said to her, “Bhabhi, aaj tujhe main randi bana kar hi jaunga.”

He made Pooja drink some of his piss. He then washed his penis and went back and dressed himself. Pooja was still in the bathroom naked and trying to understand what all had happened.

Kshitij met me in the evening and showed me the recording. I masturbated that night looking at him fucking Pooja. It was the best masturbation orgasm I had ever had.

My friend continued fucking my wife and it became very frequent. He would come home when I was in the office and the moment he was inside the house, he would close the door make Pooja lean against the wall, and start fucking her immediately from behind. He had turned her into a complete whore.

He would fuck her vaginally and then release all his cum into her mouth. He often made her drink his piss also. They would fuck everywhere in the house, whether bedroom, dining table, or kitchen. Sometimes when it was dark, he would take her to the balcony and fuck her doggy style in the open air. Pooja was a whore and did exactly as Kshitij asked her to do.

Tell me folks how did you like the story. In the next part, I will tell about how I and Kshitij then decided it was time to do a gangbang with Pooja. We needed to get more folks to fuck her.

Disclaimer: This is a semi-fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.

But besides the story, read through the lines. This is a guide to having good sexual pleasure with your partner/partners. I will explain how each sexual activity is done, and then you will be able to satisfy your partner with the same.

“I am from the moment I saw you.” His sheepish answer gave her a tingling sensation.

Quickly Rutu unzipped Hari entirely and pulled down the elastic of his underwear. Her fingers went as far as his balls and exposed them to the warm air inside the car. Hari stopped her before she could do anything else.

“You don’t get to play with this unless I get to play with yours.”

Rutu knew he had a point. She kissed his cheeks and arched back.

“Help me with the car seat,” she said, putting back her right tit dripping with his saliva, doing it as she asked even when her hand was still on his groin. She arched back and unbuttoned her blue pants.

“Rest is your duty,” She hissed, holding his dick perfectly in her right palm.

Hari was more than happy. He unzipped her blue pants and separated the zipper. He noticed the inner blue panties and smiled.

“Let me get comfortable, too,” He adjusted his seat backwards and smiled at her. They were now slightly below the seat level of the car in a semi-resting posting in the adjacent seats of the car.

Now he had the full freedom to explore the cave. He slid his left hand through the warm panties to find an even warm wet region. She was waxed recently, soft but warm and juicy.

Meanwhile, her hand gripped his dick and jerked downwards, pulling the foreskin. She exposed his perfect mushroom-shaped head but sticky with loaded precum.

His forefinger rubbed across her labia. She had thick wide lips, and they were very wet. She moaned gently, and Hari was cautious enough to lift all the car’s windows. With his forefinger and ring finger, he separated the lips and felt the oozing warmth of her pussy that was burning with pleasure.

“No stopping till you get the juice,” She moaned.

His middle finger dove into her wet pleasure hole, making Rutu moan in her sweet, mild voice. Her lips formed a perfect round shape and glistened. It’s been a long time since someone went this far. She grasped his dick very tightly and stroked for a couple of times.

She pulled down his foreskin as far as possible. Then repeatedly jerked him. Hari’s fingers explored her wet sticky but very hot and warm insides even when restricted in the closed space of the car. His palm pressed against her clit while his fingers rubbed her insides.

Hari’s dick leaked plenty of precum onto her palm, it kept dropping droplets of very sticky precum onto the edges of her fingers, but she didn’t stop. She stroked him faster and harder, causing his dick head to spurt out more. She moaned as his fingers ensured her pussy was treated as wildly as possible.

His fingers spread her labia as wide as possible. She complied by spreading her legs. Her blue panties were moist. Rutu covered her mouth with her free hand and rocked her body with the rhythm of his fingers, shopping for juice inside her. She was leaking heavily, and so was he.

While moaning, she opened her eyes and looked at Hari. He was in another world with his eyes tight shut and enjoying her heavy strokes. His dick was very hard and pretty huge now that he is fully erect. She leaned a little, looked at him, and then jerked him faster. He moaned and pinched her clit.

“You cum first,” She ordered like a proud worker.

She jerked him vigorously, looking at his lust-filled wild face. She watched as he took deep breaths and groaned.

“It’s coming,” He said, finally opening his eyes.

“Aww, so cute” She mocked him and squeezed his dick like a cucumber in her hand.

Few more jerks, and he gasped and then groaned. Then it came out like fresh milk. Rutu watched it spurt out of the tiny hole in his cock. It was thick and milky and had a weird but arousing smell to her.

He spurted and shot a huge load out. It splashed across his pants and her hand. But even then, she didn’t let go. She kept jerking, and a few more drops leaked out and dropped over her thumb.

“Is there more?” She asked, grabbing his balls. Suddenly she squeezed both his balls so tightly that he moaned in pain. Then, when she jerked him a few more times, the last two drops finally dropped onto her thumb and forefinger, emptying his balls.

Withdrawing her hand, she said, “Now it’s your turn.”

Rutu spread her legs wider and sucked her thumb, tasting his fresh semen on her finger. She neatly cleaned her palm, licking and sucking.

“You do taste good. Maybe next time, I won’t let it go waste.”

Before she could complete the sentence, Hari pushed his forefinger and mid-finger right into her hot cunt. He slithered his hand into her open jeans and the panties inside. She moaned loudly and gripped the handle on the door side.

“At least warn me before doing something,” She said, feeling his fingers against her insides. Meanwhile, he pulled the cups off her left breast and kissed the nipple. While sucking her left tit like an animal thirsty for milk, he pounded her cunt with his fingers.

Rutu moaned louder and louder within the car, making even him giggle. He knew it was coming when her pussy tightened around his two fingers.

“Mine will burst anytime now,” She moaned and gasped.

Hari knew exactly what he was doing. He curved his finger and rubbed against the tight inner pussy walls while his fingers pounded her wildly. She grabbed his wrist suddenly. ” Don’t stop, please,” she said with puppy eyes and moaned louder.

Then her gasp came. Hari felt his fingers were now very moist, even more than before. She felt juices flowing very slowly and smiled at her. Her right grip on him loosened, and her pussy relaxed.

“I have not had such an orgasm in a long time,” she said with a tired but happy face.

Slowly he pulled his fingers out, which were soaking wet. He licked them and sucked them, facing her.

“You taste pretty nice too,” He smiled.

He helped her pull up the wet panties and then helped her zip her pants back.

“You might need to wash and dry them soon.”

“Yeah, very true.”

He wiped his saliva off her nipples and helped her adjust her bra as it was before. The cups were back where they should be now, and he helped her button her shirt.

After pushing his now limp cock within the underwear, he, too, buckled up. Then he smiled at her, “Are we going to do this again?”

“Maybe,” She said, walking out of the car. “You can have the pleasure of pleasing me,” She said with an evil smile.

To be continued.

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