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Hello dosto, main Raj (name changed) aapko apni real story batane jaa raha hu, jo ki meri aur meri cousin sister ke beech hui. Main Noida mein ek studio apartment mein rehta hu, aur meri poori family Bihar mein rehti hai.

Meri cousin sister Neha ka figure 34D-28-36 hai. Wo bhi yahi NCR mein rehti hai PG mein. Uski aur meri age same hi hai. Hamne school aur college sath mein kiya hai. Ek tarah se wo meri best friend jaisi hi hai.

Wo mere baare mein sab jaanti hai, aur main uske baare mein sab jaanta hu. Main aur Neha har weekend milte hai, kyunki hum dono ko ek-doosre ki company bahut pasand hai.

To baat hai COVID ke time ki, jab pehla lockdown lagne wala tha. Lekin kisi ko kuch pata nahi tha, ki Sunday ke lockdown ke baad Monday se poore India mein lockdown lagega. Mujhe pata nahi kya khayaal aaya, ki maine Saturday ko Neha ko bol diya tha ki wo mere paas aa jaye.

Maine usko uske kapde lekar aane ko bola tha, aur wo bhi bina kuch kahe aa gayi thi. Monday ko jab lockdown laga, to ghar waale mere liye pareshaan naa ho kar Neha ki tension le rahe the, ki kya hoga uska lockdown mein.

To maine sab ko keh diya tha, ki Neha mere sath Noida mein thi, aur jab tak situation sahi nahi ho jati tab tak wo yahi rahegi. Main jis company mein job karta tha, waha par meri UK ki shift thi. Timings dophar 12:30 se raat ke 9 baje tak thi, to main daily raat ko late se sota tha, aur subha der se uthta tha.

To ek din main thakaan ki wajah se jaldi so gaya, aur subha jaldi se uth gaya tha. Tab tak Neha naha rahi thi. Subha ke 7 baj rahe the, aur Neha ko laga ki main as usual so raha hounga. Ye soch kar wo sirf towel lapet ki baahar aa gayi.

Fir wo mirror ke saamne khadi ho kar kapde badalne lagi, aur main usko halki si aankhen khol kar dekh raha tha. Uski gaand ka size, kamar aur mirror mein jab uske boobs dekhe, to mere hosh udd gaye. Maine socha, ki meri cousin itni sexy thi.

Fir ye dekhte-dekhte mera lund khada ho gaya, aur mere boxer ke upar se tent bana hua saaf dikh raha tha. Tabhi achanak se Neha lo laga ki main usko dekh raha tha, aur wo mirror mein se mujhe dekhne lagi.

Usne mere boxer mein mera tent bana hua dekh liya, aur wo samajh gayi ki maine sab dekh liya tha. Aur uski wajah se mere boner aaya hua tha. Maine aaj se pehle sirf porn mein kisi ko nude dekha tha.

Us din ke baad se main daily Neha ko dekhta tha, aur Neha jaanti thi ki main dekh raha tha usko. Isliye wo jaan-boojh kar ghoom-ghoom kar apne kapde pehanti thi. Fir wo din aaya jab maine Neha ko seduce karne ka soch liya.

Saturday ki raat hum dono ne party ka plan kiya, aur ghar mein hi khaana bana kar DJ light laga kar party kar rahe the. Fir maine usko dance karne ke liye kaha. Wo mere sath dance kar rahi thi, aur main uske badan ko choo kar maze le raha tha.

Tabhi usne mera hath pakad kar apni kamar par rakh diya, aur hum couple ki tarah dance karne lage. Party khatam karte hi hum dono bed par let gaye, aur baatein kane lage. Maine Neha ko baato-baato mein keh diya-

Main: Tum bahut sexy ho.

Aur wo naughty si smile de kar kehne lagi-

Neha: Tum bhi kuch kam nahi ho.

Aur takiya lekar mujhe maarne lagi. Main bhi uske sath khelne laga, aur khel-khel mein maine uske hath pakad kar peeche kiye, aur usko bed par lita diya. Fir main khud uske upar chadh gaya.

Wo mujhse chootne ki koshish karne lagi, par maine nahi chhodha. Hum dono ek-doosre ke bahut kareeb the. Hamari saanse bahut tez ho gayi thi, aur fir main uske lips pe apne lips rakh kar kiss karne laga. Usne koi virodh nahi kiya, aur kuch der baad sath dene lagi.

Lagbhag 15 minute tak kiss karne ke baad usne kaha-

Neha: Itne din se ruke hue kyu the?

Main chaunk gaya, aur usne poori baat batayi ki wo jaanti thi main usko roz nude dekhta tha. Fir maine turant usko apni baahon mein liya, aur paaglon ki tarah kiss karne laga.

Maine uske poore kapde utaar diye, aur uske bade boobs ke sath khelne laga.

Usne kaha: Aaram se jaanu, main tumhari hu, jo karna hai karo.

Uske boobs se khelne ke baad wo mere lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Ye pehli baar tha, jab koi ladki mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Main 5 minute mein hi jhad gaya bina kahe, aur wo mere par gussa karne lagi.

Wo boli: Bata nahi sakta tha kya?

Fir usne poora rass chaat liya, aur fir main uski chut chaatne laga. Wo pagal ho gayi thi, aur zor-zor se moan karne lagi. Fir wo kehne lagi-

Neha: Chaato isko jaanu, choos lo meri chut ko.

Kaafi minute chaatne ke baad wo jhad gayi, aur zor se cheekh di. Studio apartment hone ki wajah se room sound proof tha, to mujhe kisi ka koi darr nahi tha. Fir 10 minute mein mera lund dobara khada ho gaya, aur apne asli roop mein aa gaya.

Kareeb 6 inch lamba aur mota lund dekh kar Neha darr gayi aur kehne lagi-

Neha: Main marr jaungi agar isko andar dala to.

Maine kaha: Kuch nahi hoga.

Aur fir maine uski chut par thook laga kar lund ghisne laga. Wo pagal ho gayi, aur khud kehne lagi-

Neha: Behanchod, ab daal na andar.

Fir maine dheere se dhakka mara, aur lund ka supada andar chala gaya. Wo cheekhne lagi. Maine usko kass ke pakda, aur bina kuch soche apna lund uski chut mein 2 jhatke mein poora daal diya. Wo rone lagi, aur kehne lagi-

Neha: Nikaal isko behanchod, marr gayi main.

Kuch der aise hi chillane ke baad wo shant hui, aur maine jhatke maarne shuru kiye. Dheere-dheere usko maza aane laga aur wo siskariyan bharne lagi. Maine apni speed badhayi, aur usko ek randi ki tarah chodne laga.

Wo siskariyan lete-lete keh rahi thi: Bhadwe randi nahi hu main teri. Yahi rahungi, aaram se chod.

Par main kaha sunne wala tha. Kareeb 20 minute ki chudai ke bada main jhadne wala tha. Maine apna lund baahar nikala, aur muh mein daal diya. Wo mera sara rass pee gayi.

20 minute ki chudai mein wo 2 baar jhad chuki thi. Mera rass peene ke baad main wahi uske upar let gaya, aur jab utha to dekha Neha ki chut ke paas khoon tha. Meri kismet khul gayi thi. Pehli baar chudai ki thi maine life mein, aur wo bhi virgin ladki ki.

Us din raat mein maine Neha ko bahut choda. Agle din jab hum dopahar mein uthe, to Neha se chala nahi jaa raha tha. Maine Neha se pooocha-

Me: Kya hua?

To wo boli: Kutte dard ho raha hai bahut.

Maine kaha: Pehli baar hai na tera.

Usne kaha: School, college har jagah to tu rehta tha sath mein. To boyfriend kaha se banati. Fir jab job lagi, to hum har weekend milte the. Bas chudai ki kami thi hamare beech, jo toone aaj poori kar di.

Maine Neha se kaha: Aaj se tu meri gf hai.

Aur fir hum daily chudai karne lage. Maine Neha ko har position mein choda hai. Lockdown khulne ke baad bhi Neha PG mein rehne nahi gayi. Aaj poore 2 saal ho gaye hai, hame daily chudai karte hue.

Aur ab agle maheene uski shadi hai, aur usne kaha hai shadi se pehle wo mujhse jee bhar ke chudna chaahti hai.

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Aamir and Monica were lying in her bed, exhausted. Aamir suddenly remembered that it was the day Raj was coming back.

But there was no reason for him to worry. So, he put that thought aside and looked at Monica.

“Monica?”

Monica looked at Aamir. “What happened to “Miss Monica”?”

“Is it still necessary? We’re not at the college right now, there’s nobody else around, and I’m just done fucking you.”

“Yeah, I was just kidding,” Monica said, turning back away from Aamir.

“Anyway, tell me something, Monica.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have someone?”

“Aamir, we can’t become a formal couple. You’re my student.”

“Yeah, I know that. I want to know if you’re seeing someone so I can be properly careful, you know?”

“Well, there’s my boyfriend, but don’t worry, he rarely visits me here. I’ll let you know if he’s coming around.”

“Yeah, that’s reassuring.”

Aamir hugged Monica from behind and kissed her left collar area. Monica turned her face towards him.

“Aren’t you going to go back to your apartment?”

“Yeah, I better get going,” Aamir said, standing up.

Soon, he was dressed up and back on the ground floor.

Raj’s apartment was closed and in darkness, like all other ones around. Aamir slowly went to his apartment. As Aamir prepared to go to sleep, he received a call.

“Raj?”

“Check the news,” Rashid said and dropped the call.

Aamir could only guess what he was referring to. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning, Aamir was at Raj’s house.

“Aamir, did you see the news?” Raj asked, looking at his laptop.

“No, what’s up?”

“There’s been an explosion…well, that’s what the news says. Look,” Raj said, turning his laptop towards Aamir.

It was a morning news article about an explosion that happened at a house the night before.

Aamir quickly skimmed through to see if there was anything about a pressure cooker. There was nothing, but Aamir knew better.

“Be careful, Aamir,” Raj said.

“Sure.”

Aamir left before Monica came out of her room and saw him. Aamir felt uneasy at school that day. Everyone was talking about the blast, and he couldn’t tell anyone what he knew.

That day, Monica met Aamir at college to give him a piece of bad news. The bad news was that Rahul, Monica’s boyfriend, was coming to stay at her place for some time. Aamir felt disappointed, but he didn’t show.

Another eight days passed without an incident. On the coming Friday evening, Aamir went to meet Komal. Komal was preparing the dining table for dinner. Raj was helping her.

“Aamir! Good evening my nice neighbor!” Raj welcomed Aamir with a happy greeting.

“What’s up? Is anyone visiting you two?”

“Oh yeah, Aamir, Richa, an old friend of Komal’s, is visiting her from Rajasthan.”

“Oh, must be nice… Anything I can help you guys with?”

Aamir helped Raj and Komal with decorating the apartment. Aamir stayed with Raj and Komal until almost 5 pm. He helped them prepare the apartment to welcome Richa.

“Ok, guys, I’ll get going now,” Aamir said, trying to leave Raj’s apartment.

“No, you stay,” Raj said.

“But your friend is visiting–.”

“And we’d love to introduce our good new friend, you, to our good old friend, right, Raj?” Komal interrupted Aamir.

“Yeah, why not? Come on, Aamir, you helped us all day. Stay for some dinner and new company,” Raj said with a smile.

“Ok, if you guys insist,” Aamir said, staying.

“But, I’ll go and come when she’s here?”

“Oh, she’ll be here any minute now,” Raj said.

And before long, the doorbell rang.

“It must be her,” Komal said, standing up to open the door. The two men followed.

The door was opened. Richa was standing at the door. Richa was 31 years old. She had a 4-year-old kid with her husband. But she was there alone. After the formalities between Richa and Komal, and Richa and Raj, Komal introduced Aamir to Richa.

“Richa, I’d like you to meet Aamir Chisti, our very good, helpful new neighbor. He’s a college student at nearby Ratnam college.”

“Nice to meet you, Aamir Chisti,” Richa said, shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you too, Richa.”

“Looks like I found my new meat,” Aamir thought, but he didn’t say that aloud. He just smiled.

The four spent time talking and then having dinner together. In the end, Aamir greeted them accordingly and left for his apartment. However, Aamir couldn’t stop thinking about Richa. He was sleepless.

He decided to leave his apartment for a while and have some air outside. He put on his pyjama suit and left his room. When he left, he saw Richa outside of Komal’s apartment.

Richa wore a short-sleeved, long nighty with no collar area and a little deep cleavage. She was standing at the door, leaning against the wall.

“Hey, Richa.”

“Hey, Aamir. Looks like you also can’t sleep.”

“Yeah. You can’t sleep either?”

“Yeah, this place feels different,” Richa said.

Aamir approached Richa and looked into her eyes as he held her in both arms right below where the hands of her nighty ended.

“Aamir, what is it?” Richa asked, confused.

But Aamir spent no time with words. Instead, he went for the kiss.

As Aamir planted his lips against Richa’s, sliding his arms around her torso, Richa felt a familiar heat rising in her body. Soon, she closed her eyes, slid her arms over Aamir’s shoulders, and started kissing him back.

But suddenly, Richa broke the kiss.

“Wait,” Richa said. “Not here. Let’s go to your apartment.”

As soon as the two were in Aamir’s apartment, Aamir kicked the door close. Aamir hugged and pinned her against the wall as he started sharing a wild kiss with her.

“Mmm…” Richa started moaning.

Later, Aamir broke the kiss and held Richa’s chin with his right hand. He turned her face to her left. He started licking the right side of her face, her neck, and the inside of her ear, planting kisses along the way.

“Mmm… Oh god, Aamir, you’re a wild one, ahh,” Richa moaned.

Aamir pulled Richa’s nighty to both sides and pushed it off her shoulders, licking and kissing her down to her cleavage. As Richa’s nighty fell to the floor, she unhooked her bra and took it off. Aamir grabbed Richa’s boobs, making her gasp.

“Ah.”

Aamir started tasting her right boob as his right hand got busy playing with her left nipple. At the same time, his left palm slid against Richa’s body, all the way down to her right ass cheek, and grabbed it.

“Ah…mmm,” Richa moaned.

After groping Richa’s right ass cheek a few times, Aamir slid his left hand into Richa’s panty and started rubbing her clitoris. After rubbing Richa’s clitoris for a while, Aamir broke away from her and started getting undressed.

Richa also took her panty off and became completely nude.

“You know,” Richa said.

“You don’t have to be this smooth with me. I’m a married woman. I like it rough.”

“Oh yeah?” Aamir asked, grabbing her throat with his right hand and the back of her neck with his left.

“Oh, ok,” Richa started coughing, clinging onto Aamir’s right hand.

Aamir then threw Richa towards his bed. Richa knelt before the bed as her upper body hit the mattress. Now, Richa’s waist was on the footboard top rail. Aamir took a belt and knelt behind her, placing his hands on both sides of her thighs, pressing her thighs together, and started entering her pussy from behind.

Since Richa’s thighs were pressed together, she felt Aamir’s now big cock be even bigger in her vagina. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened as she tried to cover her mouth with both hands to silence her moan.

“Mmm,” Richa moaned into her palms as Aamir started fucking her.

After entering Richa, Aamir put the belt around her thighs close to her pussy, and tightened it, pressing her thighs together.

“You’re creative, Aamir…Aah!” Richa moaned and ended up screaming. Aamir grabbed her by both sides of her hip and started fucking her hard.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah,” Richa moaned each time Aamir entered her.

While fucking Richa, Aamir reached and grabbed her by the back of her neck using his right hand and pressed her face against the mattress.

“Mmmmm,” Richa moaned into the mattress.

But as Aamir’s thrusts became harder, so did his right hand, grabbing the back of Richa’s neck harder and pressing her face harder against the mattress. Soon, Richa couldn’t breathe anymore. He started tapping Aamir’s right forearm with her right hand.

Aamir let go of Richa’s face but grabbed her throat with his left hand. Still holding the back of her neck with his right hand, started fucking her hard. Aamir turned Richa’s face towards his left side and held her in that position so that she could feel her breath continuously.

But as Aamir’s speed increased, his grip on Richa’s throat tightened, and soon, she was gasping for air.

“Oh, ok,” Richa started coughing, tapping on Aamir’s left forearm. Aamir let go of her face.

Aamir paused the fucking, and held Richa’s shoulders. He pulled her upper body into his and hugged her from behind. As Richa turned her face to her right side and started sharing a kiss with Aamir, he started feeling up her boobs.

After feeling Richa’s boobs for a while, Aamir locked her arms in position using his left arm and grabbed her jaw with his right hand. Aamir then sucked Richa’s mouth hard for some time before letting go of her arms and jaw.

He then grabbed both of her thighs right below her hip and raised her hip along the way. Richa stood up and raised her heels, and Aamir stood up and started fucking her from behind.

While fucking her, Aamir slid his palms toward Richa’s boobs and grabbed them hard from behind. He pressed her against himself, and he kept fucking her from behind.

As Aamir’s thrusts became faster, his grip on Richa’s boobs became tighter, and soon, her boobs were on fire.

Richa tried to push Aamir’s hands away from her boobs, and Aamir let go of them. He grabbed her hip from both sides and pushed her to the bed.

“Ah,” Richa gasped as she fell on Aamir’s bed. Aamir loosened his belt from around Richa’s thighs and moved her thighs away from each other a bit.

Then, Aamir laid on top of her, and as he did so, he entered her pussy from behind.

“Aah,” Richa let out a long moan as her eyes and mouth opened wide.

After entering Richa, Aamir grabbed her arms from behind and, close to her shoulders, pinned her against the mattress. He then put both his knees from the outer sides of Richa’s thighs and pressed them together, still inside her. Holding Richa in this position, Aamir started fucking her hard.

“Aah, oh my god,” Richa again moaned, her eyes and wide mouth opening. She bit her teeth tightly and made fists as Aamir kept fucking her hard from behind.

While fucking her like this, suddenly, Richa’s body arched backwards, shivering. Then, before Aamir could do anything, she came on the bed sheet. But Aamir hadn’t come yet, so he kept fucking her fast, and soon, he was about to come.

Aamir pulled his cock out of Richa, came over her ass, and lowered back. As Aamir’s juices ran down her body and towards the mattress, Richa lay on the bed, panting.

“Oh my god. I’ve had it hard before but never this hard from one man. Oh, fuck,” Richa panted.

Aamir wiped his juice off her with some tissue paper and went to bed with her. As both were very tired by now, they closed their eyes. Richa snuggled into Aamir.

To be continued.

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Disclaimer: This is the fourth part of my new story. I recommend reading the previous parts to get the full story. I have added some taboo content not meant to offend anybody. Please send me your feedback at [email protected].

After having sex and orgasm, Saira expects her milk trouble will be gone, but it doesn’t. Saira is still worried and asks Sagar about this.

Sagar, in the meantime, told all his friends how he fucked Saira. None of them believed him. So Sagar decides to showcase to her that he conquered Saira.

“Sagar, last night was amazing. It was the best orgasm. I never thought that sex is this much pleasure.”

“Thanks for the compliment. You are also so good in bed. I never thought I would have this much fun, but still, I am leaking. Don’t you remember what the doctor said?”

“He told me to orgasm, which I did?”

“He also told you to get more sunlight. While covering yourself like this, you can’t get cured.”

“What should I do?”

“Wear a saree. This way, you can get more sunlight.”

“But I don’t have any.”

“Don’t worry. We can go and purchase.”

Sagar and Saira get on the bike. He drives it purposely in the Bazar. He makes all his friends and others look at him to establish that he owns Saira now. He takes her to the shop and makes her purchase the transparent sarees.

He takes her to the tailor shop afterwards. He asks Saira to wait outside while he talks to the tailor.

“Sagar, you must be very brave to come here. Where is my money, asshole?” says the tailor.

“Calm down, Raju bhai. Why are you always barking about money? I am not going to run away.”

“Run away before I hit you. You think you are a big man just because you won Mr Village contest?”
“Come on, Raju bhai, why are you so angry? Do you want payment? Look out there. There is your payment.”

Raju bhai looked through the window and saw Saira standing outside.

“Is that…Saira?”

“Yes, Raju bhai.”

“So, it’s real! You made her yours.”

“Yes, Raju bhai.”

“Not bad, bring her in. I want to fuck her now.”

“Not so fast. She is not there yet. She wants to stitch a new blouse, and you know what to do.”

“Oh, ok, that’s not bad. Still, you owe me a lot. It will only cover the interest.”

“No problem. I will give you a full night with her for the full payment.”

“I want one week.”

“Raju bhai, that’s too much, you know what, 2 days, and that’s final.”

“Ok. Deal.”

Sagar goes outside.

“Saira, I talked with a tailor. He wants to take measurement now.”

“Measurement?”

“Yes, to stitch the blouse. How can he do that without taking measurement?”

“But, how can I allow somebody to touch me like that?”

“Don’t be such a prude, Saira. There is nothing wrong with that. I want to see you in a sexy saree. Won’t you do that for me?”

“You know that I will do anything for you.”

“I love you, baby.”

Saira hesitantly walked inside the shop. Sagar says he has something to attend to and has left Saira alone. She is shy and scared and walks into the shop.

“Saira ji, please come in. Sagar told me everything, don’t feel stranger. It is your shop.”

“Thanks,” Saira smiles.

“So Saira ji, don’t worry, I will make you look like a movie star.”

Saira feels shy when he says this.

“Tell me Saira, who do you want to look like, Parveen Babi or Zeenat Aman?”

Saira knows they are sex bombs of the previous decade. She doesn’t want to look like it, but it’s also tempting for her. Raju bhai, who looks 40, must have grown up seeing them.

Without further ado, he takes the measuring tape and starts measuring the shoulder and takes the measurements.

“Saira ji, I think you would look good on sleeveless,” he strikes the measurements he took earlier.

Saira stopped him, “No, I don’t want sleeveless. I want long shoulder.”

“I am sorry, Saira. Sagar strictly told me to give you the best. Just don’t worry. You will not regret it.”

Saira knows she will regret it but doesn’t have the courage to stop this. He moves towards her back. He starts measuring from her back while touching all over her back.

He moves forwards, “Now I have to measure the front. Can you please remove your dupatta?”

Saira is shocked and reluctantly removes it. He moved his hand below her hand, just close to the armpit on both sides like he was hugging her. He closed the one end of the tape on her boobs. Now both his hands were on her boobs.

“Wow, it’s 36. It’s a good size, Saira,” he says with a smile.

Saira notices that he dropped “Ji” while addressing her. He started to measure her boobs without warning. Saira tripped, “What are you doing?”

“Pointy blouse on breast area is a fashion now, see,” Raju says and shows some movie poster of item girl in a sexy revealing dress.

“No, I don’t want it like that,” Saira protests, but he doesn’t care. Saira was free from her milk trouble for the last few days. But from repeated touching and pressing, she started leaking again.

“Saira, what is this?”

Saira was humiliated and couldn’t find the right word to explain this. Since she is not wearing a bra and she is wearing a white kurta. Her nipples are visible now, and it’s very transparent. Saira couldn’t take it anymore and tried to leave, but he stopped her.

“Where are you going?”

“Let me go. I am sorry.”

“Saira, you can’t leave like this. Your entire assets are visible. I can see your beautiful pink nipples.”

Saira is in shock as she realizes what she is showing. She puts her hands on her breast and tries to cover it.

“Just go to the room and let the dress get dry. You can’t leave like this,” Raju says as he points her to the room. Saira agreed and went to the room. There were no locks in the room. She believed no one would come and started removing her top and putting it on the table.

Raju suddenly entered. She put her hand on the boobs and covered it.

“What are you doing? I am changing,” Saira yells.

“I want to check up on you. Why are you shouting like this?”

“Just leave, please.”

“No tension, dear. I want to make some measurements. I forgot to write down the measurements after this incident.”

“No, you can’t do it like this.”

“Why not? I do it for all the girls.”

He came closer to her and removed her hands from the boobs. He took one boob in his hand and put the measuring tape over it. He started measuring. But he was pressing, and milk was oozing out.

“I have seen a lot of boobs, but no woman has pink nipples like you. Sagar is a lucky guy.”

“Please, it is wrong. Let me go,” Saira cries.

“Why are you crying, baby? You should be enjoying this.”

Saira is scared and thinking about calling Sagar. But she doesn’t want him to think bad of her. Her silence and obedience welcome Raju to do more. He pushed her to the wall and removed her hand.

“Let me help with your problem, dear,” he says and starts sucking her boobs and drinking milk.

“Wow, your milk is so yummy. You make more milk than my cow,” he laughed and sucked all her boobs. He slowly enters, his hands inside her salwar, “Wow. No panty, you come prepared. Aren’t you?”

She nods her head no.

“You are wet too. You are a whore, aren’t you?”

“No, I am not.”

He grabs her pussy, “I will not let you go until you admit you are a whore.”

Saira is scared, “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I am a whore.”

“Excellent, you can leave now.”

Without turning back, she ran away after getting dressed. Sagar was waiting for her. Afraid of being shamed, she didn’t say anything to Sagar. He dropped her at home and later met with Raju, and they laughed about it.

The next few days were pretty normal. They had sex daily, which seemed like a temporary solution to the milk problem. Saira also starts enjoying it.

Then it’s time to get the blouse back. This time Sagar asked her to go alone, as he had something else to do. Saira was hesitant, but she went to the shop alone.
Saira was still afraid of what he would do to her and waited outside the door.

Raju saw her and welcomed her by putting his hand over her shoulder and taking her to the room. People in the nearby shops saw all this, and they all knew who Saira was.

Hello friends, ek baar fir aapki Rizwana aapke liye layi hai apni life ki agli ghatna. Is se pehle ki main aage badhu aap logo ka bohut shukariya ki aap logo ne meri ab tak ki kahani ko bohut pasand kiya. Isi tarah aap ka pyar milta raha na toh mujhe aage bhi isi tarah likhne ki prerna milti rahegi.

Aapne pichle part main padha ki kis tarah ek ajnabi ne mall main shopping ke doran mujhe follow kiya. Mujhe ek sexy dress gift ki aur fir mall ki basement parking main meri chudai ki.

Usne mujhe chod diya tab tak na usko mera naam pata tha na mujhe uska. Usne shopping ke bill pe apna contact number likha tha par naam waha bhi nahi. Maine aaj life mein pehli baar kisi ajnabi ke saath sex kiya tha aur woh bhi aisi risky situation mein.

Khair maine jaise hi car start ki kisi ne car ki khidki pe knock kiya. Maine dekha toh woh Meenakshi thi. Maine car band ki aur darwaza khol kar bahar nikli. Toh meri dress dekh kar aankh maari aur boli ki, “Chod gaya?”

Maine ha mein sir hilaya.

Meenakshi: Mujhe aisa laga tha ki tum simple dress mein ek randi ho. Tumhara test lena chah rahi thi. Woh aadmi jab dikha toh maine usko tumhare piche lagane ke liye apni ek saheli ko phone kiya. Usse baat karti hui us aadmi ke paas se nikli.

Meenakshi:  Tumhari dress ke baare mein bolti hui ye kaha ki woh (means tum) wohi randi hai jisko last week humne garden mein chudwate dekha tha. Aur ye baat us aadmi ne sun li aur tumhare piche ho gaya apna kismat ajmane ke liye.

Main: Kya? Tumne mujhe kab dekha kisi garden mein chudwate hue?

M: Sirf us aadmi ko tumhare piche lagane ke liye kiya tha. Taki tumhare baare mein pata chal sake.

Main: Lekin tumhe mere bare mein kya pata karna tha aur kyu?

M: Dekho aaj tumne ek anjaan lund liya tumhe maza aaya na? Waise hi anjaan lund main bhi leti hu. Main aksar aisa apni ek saheli ke sath mil kar karti hu. Hume apne saath ek aur lady ki zarurat hai jo ki married aur simple housewife ho. Par tumhari aur meri jaisi randi ho.

Main:(Shocked) Toh matlab tum bhi?

M: Haan maine toh bohut se lund le rakhe hai. Aaj tumse milne ke baad lag raha hai ki hamari search poori ho gayi. Agar tum hamare saath milna chaho toh.

Main: Main tumhe nahi janti kon ho kya karti ho. Main kaise kuch bolu?

M: Main ek reputed family se belong karti hu. Mere in-laws ka luxury hotels ka business hai. Jisko main aur mere pati hi sambhalte hai. Mere husband aksar purchase, finance aur baki sab department dekhte hai aur main guest handling and staff ko dekhti hu.

M: Mere touch mein aksar bahar ke high networth customers aate hai. Jinme se kuch ko married females ke saath maza karna hota hai. Main aur meri ek saheli unko entertain karte hai. Hume bhi maza mil jata hai aur unko bhi. Mere aur uske husband ko is baare mein nahi pata.

M: Main chahti hu tum bhi hamare group ko join kar lo. Zyada nahi mahine mein 1 -2 baar ke liye. Tum available na hui toh koi force nahi, aur jab chaho is group ko chhod sakti ho.

Main: Filming toh nahi hogi na? Main apni married life spoil nahi karna chahti.

M: Arey nahi aisa kuch nahi hota. Hum apne real naam bhi use nahi karte. Aur waha kisi bhi guest ko phone lana allowed nahi hota. Main bhi married hu aur meri saheli bhi married hai.

Main: Main pehle tumhari aur tumhari saheli ki personal life dekhna chahti hu. Uske baad decide karungi.

M: Thik hai ye mera card hai. Kal parso jab bhi time mile mujhe call karna. Main tumhe apne ghar le jaungi aur apni saheli ke ghar bhi.

Main: Thik hai.

Itna keh kar main usi mini skirt and bra mein mall se nikal gayi. Poore raaste aaj hone wale incident ke bare mein sochti rahi. Sochte sochte ghar ke darwaza tak pahunch gayi.

Main darwaza kholne hi wali thi ki dhyaan pada ki main mini skirt and bra mein hu. Maine turant shopping bag se dress nikali aur un kapdo ke upar hi pehen liye. Aur fatafat gadi se utri darwaza khola aur jaldi se ander chali gayi.

Ghar mein jaate hi seedhi room mein gayi saare kapde utar kar nangi hi bed pe let gayi. Fir se us ajnabi aur Meenakshi ke khayalo mein kho gayi. Sochte sochte pata nahi kab neend lag gayi.

Kareeb do ghante baad neend khuli. Uthi aur garam pani se shower le kar chai banai aur fir chai pite pite unhi sab baato mein kho gayi. Aakhir main ek baat samajh aayi ki main aaj poori tarah se randi ban kar chud ke aayi thi.

Ajnabi lund ka sochte hi meri chut gili ho rahi thi. Aur Meenakshi ka offer aisa tha ki mujhe ab regularly naye lund mil sakte the. Par usme risk bhi bohut lag raha tha. Ye baat aisi thi jo main Talib se discuss bhi nahi kar sakti thi.

Kisi tarah din nikla. Agle din subah se wapis ek din purane incident ne mere dimag ko daboch liya. Parking ki chudai ne mujhe garam kar diya. Fir Meenakshi ka khayal aaya toh bag se uska card nikala aur phone lagaya.

Jaise hi ‘Hi’ bola woh mujhe pehchaan gayi aur boli.
Meenakshi: Hi, randi ki chut gili ho gayi. Kal se yahi sab soch rahi hai na?

Main: Tumne meri awaaz pehchaan li?

Meenakshi: Ha, aur mujhe yakeen tha ki tumhara aaj lunchtime se pehle phone aana chahiye. Par tumne toh breakfast se bhi pehle phone kar liye. Bolo kya decide kiya?

Main: Tumse milna hai, aur tumhari friend se bhi. Apni location bhejo main tumhare ghar aa rahi hu.

Meenakshi: Thik hai, yehi mera WhatsApp number hai. Tum apne WhatsApp se hi likho main location bhejti hu.

Meenakshi ke location bhejne ki 5 minutes mein hi main uske ghar thi. Usne expect bhi nahi kiya hoga mujhe itni jaldi. Par main ekdum se surprise visit dena chahti thi taki mujhe uske ghar ki real situation pata chale.

Khair jaisa usne kaha tha, uski family mein husband ke alawa uske saas, sasur, nanad aur devar sabhi mojood the. Ghar ki deewaron pe uske sasur ke ma, babuji ki tasveer bhi thi jo ab is duniya mein nahi the.

Thodi der drawing room mein bethne ke baad hum dono uske bedroom mein gaye. Uska husband kaam pe ja chuka tha. Meenakshi ready hui aur hum dono uski dusri friend se milne ke liye nikal gaye.

Maine Meenakshi ko mana kiya ki usko phone mat karna. Uske waha bhi achanak se chalte hai. Agle 15-20 minutes mein hum uske ghar pahunch gaye. Doorbell pe usne hi door open kiya.

Meenakshi ne hume introduce kiya. Uska naam Pooja tha. Hum teeno ghar ke ander enter hue. Ander uske old age saas sasur hi the, pucha husband ka toh boli ki out of town gaye hai.

Uske saas sasur ne formal ‘hi hello’ kiya aur apne kamre mein chale gaye. Hum wahi hall mein bethe the. Meenakshi ne kaha, “Pooja ye hamare group ki new member hai.”

Pooja aur Meenakshi dono saree, sindoor aur mangalsutra mein bilkul typical Indian housewife dikh rahi thi. Jinki life family ke bahar bilkul na ho. Par ye toh dikhne mein alag aur real mein alag thi.

Pooja: Iska test liya kya?

Meenakshi: Ha, and you won’t believe isne Celebration mall ki parking mein test diya.

Main: Toh Celebration parking wali chudai tumhari planning thi? Tumne hi us aadmi ko mere piche lagaya tha?

Meenakshi: Nahi, us aadmi ko main nahi janti, na hi maine usko piche lagaya tha. Maine usko tumhe ghoorte dekh liya tha. Maine sirf tumhara dhyaan uski taraf kiya aur tumhare ander ki slut ko bahar nikala bus.

Me: Ok.

Pooja: Chalo fir ek round hum teeno ka karte hai bedroom mein.

Us din maine first time lesbian ka experience liya. Halanki female female ka bhi apna alag maza hota hai. Par mujhe real lund mein hi zyada maza aata hai. Isliye maine hamare lesbian part ko skip kar diya.

Us din hum teeno ki achi dosti ho gayi. Aur main bhi unki sex party join karne ke liye agree ho gayi. Sex party se pehle bhi meri life mein aur bhi kuch hua. Par iske aage ka agli baar bataungi.

Please is story ke end mein comment zarut kariye. Aap mujhe meri mail id [email protected] par bhi feedback bhej sakte hai.

Hi all, encouraged by reading many incest stories on this site, I would like to share my true story, my clandestine incestual relationship with my aunt.

I am Sameer, age 40, wheatish complexion, medium built with height 5’8” (hey, it is my height, not my manhood’s height, you silly!).

I was married for a while, but as my wife was a termagant (harsh-tempered), I couldn’t stand her. We divorced as per mutual consent 4 years ago and ever since, I am single.

My paternal uncle’s (my father’s elder brother) family stays some 20 km from my house and for 2 months, I shifted to their house.

My uncle’s family consists of my uncle (age 60), aunt (age 48), and his two children (ages 20 and 16). When I entered their house, I was welcomed by them.

Let me share my aunt’s details. She is 48 Years, 5’6” in height, 36-34-35, with green eyes, and a fair complexion. I found my aunt to be very beautiful, in fact, hot and voluptuous. I hadn’t seen her in this light ever before and I was envious of my uncle. I used to ogle at my aunt and would see her figure every time I could. When she walks, her boobs used to bounce, and that made me and my tool mad.

I had a suspicion that she caught me many times ogling her. But I never cared. I enjoyed her sight and was jealous of my uncle. My sex life was in darkness, and she was the sun!

One day, while she handed me a cup of tea, I ogled at her (as usual) and our eyes met. She had a mischievous grin, and I knew that I was caught red-handed.

For two days after that, I took care not to be so shameless while ogling her. But surreptitiously, I still ogled at her.

On Saturday, after all of us were done with our morning routines, my aunt sent my uncle and her children to shop for groceries in a nearby store. She said she couldn’t join, as she had some house errands to be run and asked for my help for the same. So I had to stay back (not that I complained, I was always ready to ogle at her any time).

Once they left, aunt asked me to sit on the sofa, and said –

Aunt: They will be back in an hour, I will bring tea for you, and then we can start the errands.

She then went to the kitchen, and in 5 minutes, came with the tea. I now saw my aunt from top to bottom. She had adjusted her saree so that I could see her right boobs (in her blouse, of course), and covered her left boobs.

I shamelessly ogled at her, and when our eyes met, she had a mischievous smile on her face. She then came toward me, bent down a bit (showing her yummy cleavage!), and twisted my ears lovingly. In a seductive voice, she said –

Aunt: Ogling at your aunt, naughty boy? (with a mischievous grin on her face.)

Embarrassed, I was trying hard to reply. In a low tone, I blurted –

Me: Yes aunt, after all, you are so hot.

She said: So, my naughty nephew finds me hot, hah?

I was anxious as to where this conversation would lead, fearing the worst. I covered my face with my trembling hands. Tears dropped from my eyes.

After a while (which seemed to be an eternity), I felt her hand at the back of my head.

Her fingers caressed my hair. When I opened my eyes, through the gaps in my fingers, I saw her sensuous and mischievous smile. I was elated!

My aunt ordered me to show my face.

She sternly commanded: I know how elated you are. I see the lust in your eyes, through the gaps in your fingers.

She further said (in a seductive tone, her fingers still caressing my hair): Naughty nephew, it is high time your aunt punished you for your naughtiness.

I showed her my face, our eyes met – lust in mine and mischief in hers. With a smile, she sat on my lap and kissed my earlobes. Her fingers were still caressing my hair.

Intoxicated by the smell of her hair, I kissed and nibbled on her earlobes. I kissed her cheeks and she reciprocated. She now gazed at me expectantly. She waited for 2 minutes (which seemed like an eternity), and seductively said –

Aunt: Do you not want to kiss me? I am all yours, babe.

Then I told her: No aunt, it’s not that. I can’t believe I am having the girl of my dreams in my arms, requesting a kiss.

She smiled and gave me a bite on my earlobe. It pained somewhat and I let out a low ouch!

Then she said: See, I am still here in your arms, begging for your kiss, and waited expectantly.

I still didn’t respond.

She then said: You naughty boy, you want aunty to do all the work, right? (Her fingers were still caressing my hair.)

Then aunt wrapped her legs around me and hugged me tightly. I could feel the softness of her breasts crushing on my chest. I began to feel her back slowly with my fingers. She then pecked my upper lips, then my lower lips, and then both the lips, with a hint of her wet and juicy tongue.

Then she asked me mischievously: How did it taste, lad?

I was in seventh heaven! “Mmm…” I replied but didn’t respond. She then said –

Aunt: Naughty nephew…you are playing too hard to get!

I said: No, not that aunt! I have a sweet tooth and after 4 years, have found a bag full of sugar. Let me devour it bit by bit. And let the sweetness of your kiss linger on for a while.

She laughed and said: You know how to flatter a girl, don’t you?

Then she continued: The bag of sugar is all for you, and you want just a kiss to linger on? Here, let me help you with more.

My aunt firmly pulled my head toward hers and hungrily sucked on my lips. I too began to kiss her slowly and then, passionately. Our lips were entwined and we began to suck on each other’s mouths.

Our kiss went on for some 20 minutes. Neither was I ready to break the kiss nor was she. We sucked every bit of each other’s lips, and then my aunt took our incestual kiss one step ahead.

She began to bite my lips with her teeth, and I, as an obedient (and horny) nephew, let her bite my lips. Blood started oozing out of my lips, and yet I felt the pleasure. The pleasure in the pain of a forbidden kiss.

When my aunt felt the flow of my blood on her lips, she broke the kiss for a while and said –

Aunt: My babe, have I bitten you so hard that blood has flown out?

I, in an erotic tone, said: Lustful passions always bring out the best in the beast. There is indeed pleasure even in the pain of Love! Aunt, I want to be your toy boy for our entire life!

She laughed and said: You know, I will never have you as a toy boy. I will have you as my lover! Your rights over me will be even more than my husband’s.

I blushed at the compliment, and said-

Me: Aunt, you flattered me.

She said: You are bleeding my love, here. Let me lick your wounds.

And with her wet, juicy tongue, she gradually licked every inch of my bleeding lips.

Slowly, she pushed her tongue into my mouth and began to taste every inch of my mouth.

Her tongue now brushed on my tongue. She rolled her tongue below my tongue and tried to lift my tongue with hers. Then I began to enjoy her tongue, and we began licking each other’s tongues. We enjoyed another 30 minutes of french kissing. We tasted every inch of each other’s mouths.

All of a sudden, the bell rang. We realized that more than an hour had passed by and we had to break our kiss.

I then said: Aunt, I love you.

She said: I am a devoted wife, I love only my husband.

My face fell and I said: I want your love, aunt.

She smiled and said: I am a devoted wife, I love my husband, who is your uncle. However, I lust for you, and lust, my boy, is far greater than love.

I then ordered: Next time, I want all of your body, aunt. Your kiss makes me desire more of you. In fact, all of your body.

She said: Yes my boy, next time I will send my husband and children to another city. And both of us can enjoy a full week.

I will continue my story in the next part. Let me know whether I should continue or not.

P.S. Any aunties/girls can contact me at [email protected]

Secrecy is guaranteed along with terrific enjoyment.

Hello, I hope you liked my last part. I want to thank two people who have helped me write this story. They are Jack Daniels and Vamsi. Without their help, I wouldn’t have completed this story.

The next morning, It was a regular day for everyone. Shreyas looked both fresh and happy. Rajesh suspected Shreyas’s sudden change in behaviour and knew it was his Mom who had changed his mind and made him happy. They had their breakfast together.

Once the maid came in to look after Tarun, the boys left for college. Riya got ready for work. Riya was standing on her balcony with a cup of tea. She lived in a posh locality which overlooked a small park. She saw young and old married couples taking the morning walk.

She smiled seeing them, and later, tears rolled down her cheeks. It’s been months since she got separated from Varun, but today she was missing him badly. She wanted him around. For all these months that they have lived apart, she seems to be missing his playful touches today.

She looked at the clock, and it was 8:30 am already. Unless she hurried up, she would be late. She quickly got dressed up and went to the clinic. She spent the rest of the day focusing on the work. She called her maid twice to enquire about Tarun until the boys returned from college.

She finished her work and came back at 7:30 pm. Riya got fresh and sat with the boys to watch TV. She looked tired but was happy as she had her boys around her. Suddenly, Rajesh hugged Riya, squeezed her butt, and moved her hands over her back. Shreyas looked away with a kind of uneasy feeling.

Rajesh- I missed you so much, Mom.

Shocked Riya- What happened, Rajesh? Are you okay?

Rajesh- I’m okay, Mom, just showing some love. How was your day, Mom?

Riya- It was somewhat hectic. How was the college for you guys? Did you guys make any new friends?

Shreyas- No, Mom, Rajesh and I are not just brothers but best friends. We don’t want to share you with anyone else.

Shreyas couldn’t speak clearly as Rajesh was still hugging Riya. Looking at Riya with Rajesh that close was making Shreyas uncomfortable. Rajesh planted a kiss on Riya’s lips. To his shock, Riya didn’t say a thing, just smiled and said she had to prepare the food.

Even while preparing food, Rajesh was giving constant attention to Riya. Making her laugh, knowingly touching her royal butts and giving hugs. However, Riya mistook that for love. Shreyas could see a bulge in his shorts of Rajesh, knowing that Rajesh was doing things purposefully.

After Riya finished the food, She smiled at the boys and rested her head on the sofa. While keeping Tarun on her lap, she continued watching the TV. Later in the night, they were having dinner. Rajesh arrived late at the table, sat next to his Mom, and appeared to be carrying something in his hand.

Rajesh knew that his Riya mom had changed her mind about Shreyas. He is now his usual self, i.e. confident, chirpy and demanding. Suddenly Rajesh had a naughty idea. He touched his Mom’s thigh without looking at her, which sent a sense of shock through her body.

Rajesh’s hands were so cold that he began moving the gown up. Rajesh did this without flinching his eyes or looking at her. Riya wasn’t expecting this bold move. She could not speak clearly due to the sensation. She had always liked Rajesh.

She knew if she would let Shreyas know about what Rajesh was doing, then Shreyas would also want to do it. Shreyas mentioned yesterday that he would fuck her. She did not like it, but she was obliged to please him. Meanwhile, Rajesh continued to pull his Mom’s nighty up.

He touched her bare thighs and glided his fingers inside her panty. Current ran down in Riya’s body. “Ahh, those rough hands,” Riya murmured. She was still in awe of how Rajesh would make her feel like a woman. Rajesh was talking to Shreyas all this while.

While talking to him, he looked at Riya once. He glided his finger inside her pussy, and placed an ice cube near her. Her pussy had melted like butter. Riya didn’t expect this and quickly converted her moan into a cough.

Rajesh then said, “Shreyas, please bring water to mom.” While Shreyas was away, Rajesh whispered into Riya’s ears, “Ask Shreyas to make an omelette for both of us.” Rajesh wanted to distract Shreyas from spending some time with Riya, and he landed a kiss on Riya’s lips.

Riya was numb in her thoughts and so conveyed the same to Shreyas. While Shreyas was preparing an omelette to please his Mom, Rajesh was busy making his Mom wet. Rajesh thought that Riya had to make him cum before Shreyas arrived with an omelette, or else he would ask Shreyas also to join him.

The ice in her pussy had melted, making it numb and her panty soaking wet. Riya, having no choice, started stroking Rajesh’s cock with her right hand. Rajesh has pretty good stamina. He seems nowhere near to cum. She took his cock in her mouth for some time to make things faster and started stroking.

Shreyas shouted, “Omelette is ready.” Rajesh released his fresh and hot sperm into Riya’s hands. Shreyas placed the omelette on Riya’s plate and waited for the response without knowing his Mom was about to taste his brother’s cum. Riya took a piece from the omelette with her cum drenched hand.

Although salty cum dominated the omelette taste, Riya said it was great, and she was so proud of him. She meant that for Rajesh, though, and licked his cum completely off her hand. Riya was feeling so horny. It’s been a while since her pussy was filled with anything.

Riya, breathing heavily, smiled and kissed both Rajesh’s and Shreya’s cheeks. She was feeling horny and wanted her kids to suck her erect nipples. But she knew she had to be a little cautious.

Later in the night, she went to her room, and the boys went in. She was feeling too horny to sleep, think or do anything. It’s been a while since a man touched her down there. It was becoming increasingly difficult to overpower this emotion. She wanted a dick so badly.

She didn’t realise when she slept. She opened her eyes when she heard someone opening her door. She played quiet and did not react. It was Shreyas. He jumped onto the bed as a man does to his wife after meeting her for a long time. He removed his t-shirt and boxers and cuddled his Mom from behind.

Riya acted as if she had just woken up.

Riya- Shreyas, what happened, baby?

Shreyas- Mom, I promised you something yesterday. I’m here for it.

Riya knew what Shreyas meant. She turned around and was surprised that Shreyas was lying nude. His dick was erect like a rod, and all this made her crazy. She was already horny from Rajesh’s previous work, and her pussy was wet.

Riya- (controlling her urge) Shreyas, you are my son. I don’t want you to enter me yet. But you can do whatever you want that will make you happy.

Shreyas was dejected, his face was sad, and he wanted to leave.

Riya sensed that and said, “Besides that, I can do everything else to make my son happy.”

Hearing this, Shreyas got his smile back and again jumped over Riya naked.

Shreyas- Mom, would you let me eat your ass tonight?

Riya- What? No, why?

Shreyas- Mom, you just promised to let me do everything else.

Riya- But Shreyas, no, not this!

Shreyas- Why, Mom? You let Rajesh play with you while we have dinner, but you don’t let me eat your ass.

Riya felt shocked. She knew she was always biased toward Shreyas. She felt sorry, and she could not meet his eyes.

“My child, mommy is so sorry if you have felt this,” Saying this, she cuddled Shreyas, and they kissed for a while. Shreyas then understood that it was an affirmation from his Riya mom and was more excited.

Shreyas went down and tasted his Mom’s pussy. He bit her labia and started licking her clitoris. He spread her pussy lips and was licking deep inside her pussy.

Riya was moaning, “Ahhhh.” She so wanted Shreyas to fuck her tonight. Riya opened her eyes in disbelief. What was she thinking? She wanted him to fuck her tonight but could not ask him to enter her. She was horny as hell tonight.

Meanwhile, Shreyas went further down and sniffed her ass. She felt a little ashamed as she felt some warm breath of air in her butt hole. She has never experienced this, as no one has done this to her ever. Riya got her head up to see what he was up to but could see nothing.

Then she felt his fingers operating in her pussy. He used his other hand to spread her ass cheeks and kissed her butt hole. “Ah,” Riya let out a loud moan. Shreyas stretched her ass cheeks and touched the inside of her asshole with the tip of his tongue.

The fragrance was making him high. That is when he decided he would eat his Mom’s ass tonight. He stretched her ass cheeks further and inserted his tongue fully inside her ass. He began tongue fucking his Mom while his fingers were playing in her pussy like a piano player.

Slowly Shreyas inserted one finger along with his tongue in her ass. Riya was squirting. She had lost the count of squirts she had tonight. After 15 minutes, Shreyas got up, looked directly into her eyes, and licked his finger clean. Riya could not feel her ass as she was numb from the licking that Shreyas had done.

She felt the sheet were all wet. Riya was still high on what just happened. Shreyas suddenly began to glide his dick inside her pussy. His dick was halfway through when Riya realised what he was up to.

“No, no, please, we can’t do this!” Riya exclaimed. Shreyas loved his Mom more than anything. He still did what his Mom asked him to do in his deepest emotions. He took out his dick and continued stroking. Riya bent forward and opened her mouth.

She looked into his eyes and grabbed his ass to push him further into her mouth. Shreyas continued to deep throat his Mom. Suddenly Riya felt the need to try what Shreyas did to her. Without breaking his rhythm, she slowly moved her hands to his butt hole and began scratching it with her finger.

Shreyas was feeling ecstatic. He had never experienced anything of this sort. Waves after waves of cum came out. Riya couldn’t believe what she had just seen. Shreyas had never cummed so much.

Riya licked the last drop of cum on his cock. Shreyas was thrilled and said, “Mom, I love you! today was the best time I had with you.” He planted a kiss on her cheeks, wore his clothes and left the room.

All this was new to Riya. She felt extremely satisfied with what had just happened. She looked at her finger, which she used to scratch Shreyas’s butt hole. She hesitantly brought it near to her nose and smelled it. It was a strong smell, and she felt the urge to breathe it deeply.

She closed her eyes and sniffed it long. She felt the need to taste it. She looked around and licked her finger. It tasted different, and she liked it. She licked her finger clean and went to sleep. Riya knew that this new city was going to bring her newer experiences.

Please comment on what you felt about the story. You can mail me at [email protected]. Thank you.

Your total is two hundred,” the indifferent feminine voice halted while she regained her composure. After a few seconds, she continued, “Never mind.”

The momentary surprise on her face was nothing compared to the shame evident on mine. Guaranteed! To her credit, she handled the whole thing extremely well, really. Much better than I would have, had I been in her situation.

With a smile suddenly appearing on her homely brown face, she leaned out the drive-through window. She looked across from me, nude. Now at a solid half mast and rising toward my companion who…ahem…had his hands over my thighs.

I noticed, distractedly, that her name, ‘Tanya,’ was smudged on her name tag.

I should explain how I ended up in a late-night fast-food restaurant at midnight bare-butt-assed naked. Good for me, there was no one out this time of night, 11 pm to be exact.

You see, it all started with a game of truth and dare and a few cases of beer. Too many truths and truths. Ultimately it was pure boredom along with a healthy dose of male pride mixed with curiosity hearing the occasional, “You, bitch!”

Soon we decided that we would play Daring Strip Poker. There is not one guy alive who will ever pass up a chance to play Strip with his girl. You see, Tommy and I love to be naked.

Oh, there is a definite sex thing there. But we both rarely wear clothing around when we stay at hotels. As I said, male pride is a bitch, but not as bad a one as that of a hot KITTY sitting bare naked from below and driving.

I was horny as hell. During the long drive I had already squirted once that day, Tommy made sure to collect all drops he could from mixing them in his coffee. He currently drinks it with great gusto.

“Y’all want anything?” our attendant asked my passenger seatmate. All the while staring at my rapidly leaking clit, “A coke, burger. We are closing in a few minutes, and we got some stuff left.”

Her pendulous breasts fell from the window she was leaning from to flop as if half deflated balloons. She appeared to be a 30-year-old woman with big bubble balloons. Those would stop every guy at the drive-through to order more and stay.

We ordered then, “It’ll take about 15-20 minutes since we are running with lesser staff. You, too, could wait a few minutes.” I could swear I saw her lick her lips.

But she met my eyes and continued, “If you all ain’t doin’ nothing but dicking around, come on in. I’ll turn off the lights. Nobody’s going to come in anyway.”

Have you ever experienced a full-body blush? It was definitely not my idea to stop here, especially in my current condition. Going in was the last thing on my mind.

Tom must have seen the look of terror crossing my face and apparently gave mercy on me. “We would love to, dear, but I’ll tell you what,”

She: Well then, can I uh…?” Tanya began. To tell the truth, she wasn’t nervous or anything. After her initial shock, she picked up on our little game quickly, meeting each of our eyes briefly.

“Of course, you can, dear,” Tom replied happily. She ordered and looked around to find no other customers. Within a minute came outside and stood on the window side. With that, the pie-faced drive-through attendant reached her left hand through the window.

With the tip of her index finger, she lightly smeared the clear mass. It not only covered my breasts. But also got her finger stuck poking my nipples inside. I was in heaven.

A woman playing with breasts, a complete stranger, was playing with me. Slowly she ran her fingers through my clit, my leaking clit, to be precise. Then, to our even greater surprise, she bought the fingertip to her mouth and stuck the whole thing in.

She swirled her tongue around the fingertip, making a lewd spectacle of the act. I reacted by drooling more wet juices from my slit. “Mmmmm,” she moaned, savouring the taste of my juice. “I wish my man tasted this good. I’ll be right back with your food. Hold on one minute.”

With that, she turned a pendulous ass away from the window. Call me fucked up if you want to, but I watched, mesmerized until I felt a tingle begin in the pit of my stomach.

Tom, knowing how to get me off for years, sensed what was cumming. He stopped the urge with a quick pluck into my vagina. Needless to say, the pangs stopped as soon as they began. When he was satisfied that I was happy with the impending accident, he announced that he wanted to trade places.

“I already got mine today,” he said, turning toward the gate, got out, and circled. He came back to the driving seat. “It’s my turn now.” With that, we traded places.

Within minutes, Tanya returned with the order only to find Tom in the driving seat. I did my bit by making his cock stand straight, no pants below. He knew from the moment he first saw her that she could give a damn mean tug-job.

Boy, was I not disappointed. She has the softest hands of anyone I have ever met. Her hands did wander down to him. First, she started at the base, rubbing in a twisting motion till the tip, then repeating the process the other way on the down stroke.

When more pre-cum began to seep copiously from his tip, she would look back for me. The feeling of a strange hand that knows what it is doing to your partner will be missed.

After only a few minutes, which seemed like seconds to me, he felt the slowly rising urge to release his seed. With that, our breathing began to quicken, from slow, deep breaths to shallow ones.

Just then, Tanya told her to return as it was risky for her to be there, not at the window counter. Before getting back, she asked Tommy, “Are you ready?”

I, too, teased, “Are you ready to give up that hot sauce for me, for my burger?”

“Shoot it, baby,” she goaded. “Shoot that hot cum for us,” with those last words, she left.

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This story is about how a girl I saw on the Mumbai-Local train with her friend. She went on having sex with me!

Hello guys, I am Kabir, 5″10-height with a masculine body structure. So as we all know, how crowded our Mumbai locals are. As usual, one fine day after leaving my office, I went on to catch a train from Dadar to Vasai. I was waiting on the platform for the train to arrive.

I saw a beautiful girl standing with her friend, waiting for the train. She was around 5″4, fair complexion and with slim body structure. She wore denim and a crop top through which her sexy navel was visible to me. The guy with her was very slim and a bit tall. He seemed to be kind of a nice decent guy.

I wasn’t able to take my eyes away from her. I kept staring at her sexy navel, perfectly round-shaped boobs and beautiful face. She caught me while staring at her. But I was still staring at her sexy body shamelessly. I had an instant hard-on, which became quite visible from my trousers.

I was embarrassed, so I tried to push my tool inside. She caught me while trying to adjust my tool over my trouser. Now and then, she glanced at the tent built over my pants. So now, I intentionally started rubbing my tool with my fingers so that no one noticed it. But she had a clear view of my bulge.

To my surprise, she kept staring at my bulge every few seconds. I thought that the guy next to her was able to satisfy this feminine wonder! I thought the answer was NO! I may be foolish to think so, but I thought that way. So I thought to take a chance to seduce her.

If she resisted, I’d back off, or I’ll be lucky enough to have such hot chic in my arms. By the time train arrived on the platform, the crowd had started rushing towards the doors. The guy with her was trying to find a way to get inside the train, and the girl was behind him.

I slowly moved towards her, and within a second, I was behind her. Slowly I pushed my bulge over her ass. Her face instantly turned a bit to see who it was. She noticed that I was sticking my bulge over her ass, but she didn’t give any reactions.

Within seconds we were inside the train standing near the doors of a crowded train. My body was completely stuck to hers from behind. My tool was hard and poking her ass due to the crowd. She noticed it but didn’t give any reactions to it. Her friend was ahead of her, and I was behind her.

Then I thought of trying to take my chances. As she had raised her hands to keep them on her friend’s shoulders, her top was lifted as well. I was holding a bar in my right hand. I took my left hand down in search of her waist. At first, I gently brushed my knuckles over her bare waist to notice her reactions.

She was looking downwards without any negative reactions. So I kept brushing my fingers over her waist with the train movement. As she wasn’t resisting it, my confidence became stronger. Slowly I started resting my palm over her waist with the rhythm of a moving train.

After a certain time, I held her bare waist firmly while my tool was poking her ass firmly. I thought this was the green signal as she wasn’t resisting my actions. I firmly squeezed her waist and moved my hands up and down over her curves. Her skin was very smooth and tender.

I was completely stuck to her from behind. My mouth was near her ear lobes, so I gently touched my lips over her earlobes with the rhythm of a moving train, and for a second, I even sucked her earlobes gently. She started breathing heavily.

I moved my hand from her waist to her navel and pulled her back towards me. I again sucked her earlobes, but this time a bit strongly, to which she left a soft moan. My hands were playing with her navel, rubbing it roughly now. Her body had become warm.

She was breathing heavily. I knew that her feminine body had completely surrendered to my masculine body. I decided to explore her body more. I moved my hands upward and found her bra covering her tender boobs. I started squeezing her boobs over her bra.

I was very rough while squeezing her boobs I was also pulling her back as much as could so my tool could poke her ass deeply. Now I started to insert my hands inside her bra in search of her lovely nipples. I found that they were already hard.

At first, I pinched them gently. But when I saw her chewing her lower lip, I started squeezing her nipples more strongly. For a few more minutes, I squeezed her breasts. Then I decided to explore how wet it was down. So I removed my hands from her bra.

Feeling her warm, tender skin, squeezing each part of her upper body. Now I was moving towards her navel. Playing a few more seconds with her navel, I decided to explore the lower part of her heavenly body. I slowly moved my fingers over the start of her panties.

I then tried to insert my hand within but found that she was wearing very tight denim. So my fingers moved towards her denim button. I slowly unbuttoned it. I unzipped it as well. She had already surrendered herself, so she curiously wondered what more was coming.

In one go, I inserted my hands inside her panties. I wasn’t surprised to find that it was all wet down there. Her pussy was fluffed. For the initial minutes, I rubbed my hands over her pussy and felt the tenderness of it. Then my hand movements became rough and strong.

I placed my palm over her pussy. I pulled her back towards me while trying to poke my tent as deep as I could over her denim. She held her mouth to stop the moans. I started playing with her pussy, rubbing it vigorously. She kept on leaking her liquids over my fingers.

I placed the top of my middle finger over her entrance and teased her for a few seconds. I circled the entrance and rubbed her pussy more strongly to arouse her. I knew she was wondering why I was not penetrating with my fingers. She looked back at me.

I was already looking at her and now straight into her eyes. While looking into her eyes, I pushed my bulge strongly over her ass and my middle finger deep inside her cherry hole. She wasn’t expecting this quick, rough action. So “ouch” came out of her mouth, and her eyes were shut for a second.

I didn’t let go of her. I pulled her back, strongly kissed and pressed her earlobes with my lips. I inserted two fingers deep inside her pussy. I maintained this rhythm for a minute until I received all her liquids over my fingers.

I knew a station would arrive within a few minutes, and people would get down. So I removed my hand from her panties. Zipped and buttoned her denim. I moved my head closer to hers. She smelled wonderful. I planted a soft kiss near her hair and cheeks. In response, she just looked down.

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Hey friends, I am Raj 21 from Mumbai, and today I have come to share my real-life experience with you all. I will share the experience in two parts and I am sure you will like it.

To start with, I would love to tell you about myself and my family.

I study in an engineering college and live with my divorced mom Rachna who is 45 years old and works in a school as a teacher. Recently my cousin Shweta who is 25 years old and works for an IT company came to stay with us.

I know most of the readers would be interested to know more about my mom and my cousin. So, I would like to tell all that my mom despite her age, looks younger and is fair looking. She is a bit chubby but a busty lady with attractive features and a figure of 36-32-38.

My cousin Shweta is a young, beautiful, curvy slim girl with a nice figure of 34-26-34. My mom is a broad-minded lady and hence, she raised me the same way. She used to date men but never thought of marrying again.

We used to often have house parties and have drinks together. Things started to heat up in my life a couple of months ago when I came home early from the college and got a shocker of my life. As I came back, I could not find my mom in her room.

So I went to my cousin’s room to find her and what I saw just blew my mind. I saw my mom and cousin completely naked in bed, cuddling each other! I was shocked and kept watching them. They were kissing passionately.

Soon, I saw mom get into doggy-style and my cousin was wearing a strap-on dildo and she was pumping mom’s pussy with that dildo. Mom was moaning softly, “Aaah ohhh Shweta..”

I was feeling weird so I left the home immediately.

I could not believe my eyes and It took me some time to digest the fact that my mom was having a physical relationship with my cousin. Then I decided to talk to my cousin Shweta about this. So, one day when mom was away, I spoke to Shweta.

Me: I know Shweta what you and mom are up to.

Shweta: OMG! Raj, I can explain you, please don’t be angry.

Me: Tell me, Shweta.

Shweta: Your mom is in her sexual prime and as any other lady, she too has needs.

Me: But why this? Why not men?

Shweta: She had a breakup with the guy she was dating and she was sad. So, I helped her out.

Me: I don’t know what to say.

Shweta: She is your mom. Please don’t tell her that you know everything. She will feel bad.

Me: Ok.

I agreed and we both kept it a secret and we did not have a discussion on this after that. One day, Shweta called me and told me that mom had a date at night and she was feeling reluctant as the guy was quite younger than her around 28 years old.

I asked: So, what can I do?

She said: You please go to your friends’ house for today so that she can be at ease.

I agreed thinking at least she would be with some guy. Shweta too was out that day at her friends’ place.

Around 9 pm, I was having drinks with my friends. And when I got a bit drunk, I decided to go back to my house as I wanted to see if mom was with a guy or not. When I reached home, I walked toward mom’s room. I could hear some moans coming from her room.

When I went near, I saw a young guy in her late 20s with his face buried between his my divorced mom’s legs. He was licking mom’s pussy and mom’s clothes, bra, and panty were lying on the floor. Mom was pushing his head more into her love hole and she was holding the bedsheet tightly. Her big boobs were shaking vigorously and I could see him pinching her brown big nipples to pleasure her more.

I was getting hard and this time, I decided to see more. Soon, the licking got intense. I could see her eyes getting wet due to pleasure and saw her juices ooze out and splash on that guy’s face. He then got up and laid himself on the bed now. He asked mom to come on top. Mom got on top licked his chest and slowly played with his body.

She got down on his cock, gently grabbed his cock and started sucking his cock and balls. She was doing it nicely and that that guy closed his eyes in pleasure. His cock was quite big and hard. I could feel mom gasping to breathe while taking it in her mouth.

Then he said: You suck it so nicely. That’s why I love aunties like you.

Mom smiled at him and asked if he had bought a condom. He gave her a condom and she put it on his cock. Mom got on top and guided his cock inside her pussy and started riding his cock. I could hear the sounds of “ghapa-ghap” and moans, “Aaaah ohhh” coming from her room. He was holding her boobs tightly and pressing them hard for pleasure.

Soon, he turned mom into doggy-style and slapped her ass hard. He then inserted his cock back into my divorced mom’s pussy. She was screaming in pain and pleasure this time.

Mom: Aaah…you bastard! Your rod gonna tear my pussy!

He laughed and said: I love mature pussies, baby. I get excited pumping them.

After intense doggy sex, he quickly got mom into missionary. Mom’s legs were locked on his ass. He was pumping her hard and I could see mom’s pussy get red due to pumping and the bed was rocking and shaking so badly as if he would break it.

Mom had reached her orgasm, but he was not ready to cum. He got up and lifted her in a standing cowgirl. Mom was screaming louder and louder now and she was biting his neck hard and nailing on his back.

Suddenly, he blasted his cum inside her and as soon his cock got light he pulled it out. Then mom and he lay cuddling on the bed after intense sex. Mom was cleaning his cock and licking it to get it hard again.

Mom and he both went inside to clean themselves and I could not watch more. Then I went back inside my room. It kept on moving in my head what I had seen.

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Guys, in the next part I will tell you about how I finally decided to accept this and convinced Shweta to help me lose my virginity which I finally got to lose to my cousin. For feedback, mail me at: [email protected]

Mera naam Ravi hai. Main 21 saal ka ho gaya tha, aur ab tak maine sex ke naam par kiss bhi nahi ki thi. Mera shareer to maano sex karne ke liye pagal hua jaa raha tha. Mere dimaag mein poore din bas sex ke hi khayaal aaya karte the.

Pata nahi kitni baar main din mein hila liya karta tha. Porn dekhna, sex stories padhna aadat ban gayi thi meri. Par ab main ye sab karke bore ho chuka tha. Mujhe ab sex karna tha, aur kisi ke bhi sath karne ke liye main taiyaar tha.

Fir maine socha, ki society mein se hi kisi bhabhi ko pata liya jaye. To maine soch liya ki society mein se kisi bhabhi ko ab mera shikaar banaunga. Hamari society bahut badi hai, to main bike leke har roz nikalta tha, aur dhoondhta tha, ki kahi koi achi bhabhi mil jaye.

Main sab bhabhiyon ko line maarne laga. Shopping aur sabzi ki dukaan ke aage main har roz jaake khada rehta tha, aur sab ko line maarta tha. Lekin koi bhaav nahi de rahi thi.

Fir maine ek friend se poocha, ki aisa kyu ho raha tha mere sath. To usne bataya ki aise line maarne se kuch nahi hoga, unse baat karni hogi. Tab maine firse bike leke ghoomna start kiya, aur apna shikaar dhoondhne laga.

Tab meri nazar ek din ek aurat par padi. Usne apne ghar mein ladies clothes ki dukaan khol rakhi thi. Main theek uske ghar ke saamne khada tha, tab wo kisi se call pe baat kar rahi thi.

Wo bahut khoobsurat thi. Uski kaali aankhen, bhara hua shareer, bade boobs dekh ke hi mera khada ho gaya. Main uske ghar ke saamne khada tha, to uski nazar mere par padi. Usne mujhe dekha, par koi zyada bhaav nahi diya.

Lekin maine ab thaan liya tha, ki uske sath hi sex karunga. Ab main har roz uske ghar ke saamne jaake khada rehne laga. Shaam ke 6 baje uska bhi baahar baithne ka time tha. Uska pati job jaya karta tha, aur wo bhi mujhe ab thoda notice karne lagi thi.

Lekin maine abhi koi jald-baazi nahi ki. Main bas jee bhar kar usko dekhta tha. Ek-do din aise hi chalta raha. Ab usko pata chal gaya tha, ki main usko hi dekhne aata tha. Lekin ab bhi wo mujhe bhaav nahi deti thi.

Fir maine thodi himmat jutayi, aur wo jaha baithti thi, uske bagal mein apni bike khadi ki, aur usko dekhne laga. Tab usne mujhse poocha-

Wo aurat: Koi kaam hai aapko?

Me: Nahi ji, bas kuch kapde dekhne the meri mummy ke liye.

Aurat: Arre andar aao, yaha har kism ke kapde hai

To ab main uske ghar mein gaya. Mujhe koi kapde nahi lene the, bas main usko hi dekhne gaya tha. Main bas bahana bana raha tha, aur wo to mujhe dress, saree dikhane lagi. Main kapde dekhne laga, aur maine uske sath baatein start ki

Me: Ji aapka naam jaan sakta hu l?

Aurat: Ji mera naam Shreya hai.

Me: Oh, bahut acha naam hai.

Shreya: Thank you ji.

Ab maine ek call ka bahana bana kar usko bola-

Main:  Aaj mujhe thoda kaam hai, main kal aaunga.

Fir doosre din main usi time par gaya. Usne mujhe dekh ke thodi smile ki, aur boli-

Aurat:  Aao kapde dikhati hu.

To main kapde dekh raha tha, aur ab main uske sath thoda flirt karne laga. Usko pata tha, aur wo enjoy karne lagi. Isliye meri himmat badh gayi. Baaton-baaton mein maine usko poocha-

Me: Toilet use kar sakta hu.

Fir  main toilet mein gaya. Maine toilet ka darwaza khula chhodha tha. Fir maine 1 minute ke baad unko pukara-

Me: Shreya ji, zara yaha aayiye to.

Maine apda lund baahar hi rakha tha, aur peshaab karne ki position mein khada tha. Darwaza khula tha, to wo aa gayi aur usne mera lund dekh liya. Wo sharma gayi, aur usne apni aankhon par hath rakh liya.

Fir usne poocha: Hanji kya kaam hai?

Maine bola: Tissue chahiye tha.

Wo boli: Abhi leke aati hu.

Maine apna lund baahar hi rakha tha, aur usko dikha raha tha. Fir wo tissue leke aayi to usne firse mera dekha, aur aankhen band kar li.

Maine bola: Shreya ji, aap aankhen kyu bandh kar rahi ho?

Shreya: Ji aapka baahar hai isliye.

Me: Usme kya badi baat hai? Aapne apne pati ka bhi to dekha hoga na.

Shreya: Haa dekha hai, par aapse bahut chhota hai unka.

Ye sun ke ab main samajh gaya tha, ki Shreya ji ab taiyaar thi. Fir maine mauka samajh kar unke thoda kareeb chala gaya. Fir main bola-

Me:  Koi nahi, ye bhi to aapka hi hai na.

Ab wo sharma gayi aur baahar chali gayi. Fir main bhi unke peeche baahar gaya, aur bola-

Me: Kya hua Shreya ji?

To wo boli: Kuch nahi, aap kapde lene aaye the. Kab loge?

Tab main bola: Mujhe aapki dress bahut pasand aayi. Mujhe waisi hi chahiye.

To wo boli: Nahi aisi to aur nahi hai. Ye ek hi hai.

Me: Koi nahi, aap isi ko utaar kar de dijiye.

Shreya: Arre ap to.. theek hai main abhi aati hu.

Me: Nahi, agar aapne hamare saamne hi utaari, to hi hum lenge.

Shreya: Ye ap kya keh rahe ho? Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaya.

Me: Mujhe aapke sath sex karna hai.

Maine saaf-saaf keh diya, aur wo bhi maan gayi. To ab maine sabse pehle usko kiss kiya. Hum dono ab lage pade the kiss karne. Mera ek hath uske boobs par tha, aur uska hath mere lund par.

Hum bahut geeli-geeli kiss kar rahe the. Wo bahut kaamuk aur bhookhi lag rahi thi, maano mujhe khaa jayegi. Fir kiss karte-karte achanak wo neeche baith gayi, aur mera lund muh mein lene lagi.

Ab mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha maano main swarg mein tha. 10 minute tak wo muh mein leti rahi. Fir maine usko khada kiya, aur litaya. Fir main uski panty nikaal ke uski chut chaatne laga.

Uski chut mein se bahut paani aa raha tha. Main uski chut chaat kar aur kiss kar raha tha. Aisa 5 minute tak chalta raha. Fir maine usko poora nanga kar diya, aur usne bhi mere kapde utaar diye. Ab hum dono poore nange the.

Main uske boobs choosne laga, aur maza lene laga. Fir hamne 69 position ki, aur wo mera poora muh mein le rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha maano lund khaa jayegi. Uske baad maine uski chut mein apna lund dala, aur wo siskari lene lagi.

Poore 40 minute tak hamara sex chalta raha, aur hamne saari positions try kar li. Mujhe bahut maza aaya uske sath sex karne mein. Fir hum dono roz sex karne lage. Jab bhi uska pati ghar se baahar hota, main pahunch jata, aur usko maine bahut choda. Aaj wo pregnent hai, aur shayad ye mera hi bachha hoga.