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Previously :

Richa, 31, came to visit Komal after a long time. That night, Aamir got to have fun with Richa in his room.

Now :

As Aamir hugged Richa from behind and tried to sleep, Richa remembered the first time she had sex with a man to that she wasn’t married.

“Aamir?” Richa called Aamir. Aamir was silent. She turned her face towards him.

“Baby, sleepy already?” Richa asked, rubbing Aamir’s right cheek with her right palm.

Aamir opened his eyes and smiled with Richa. He then took her right hand with his and kissed it a few times before pressing her palm against his cheek.

“You remind me of Javed, a friend of my husband. He was also very aggressive like you.”

“Oh yeah? Tell me about what happened with him,” Aamir said.

“I first met him six years ago,” Richa started telling the story.

Six years ago, on a Sunday in June:

Richa was a virgin until her marriage at the age of 25. Soon after marriage, Richa moved to Delhi with her husband, Abhijeet, “Abhi.” There she came to know a friend of Amit named Javed.

Javed was a gym owner and instructor. This gym floor had a back room that Javed had prepared to allow him to stay the night in case it was necessary. The room had a bed, a table, two chairs, and a washroom attached to it.

Javed asked Richa to come the next evening at 6 pm ready for exercises so he could prepare a schedule for her.

The next day, Richa went there, wearing a sports bra, a t-shirt over it, and tight three-quarter leggings. When Richa hit Javed’s gym, a few people were working out here and there.

Richa went to the dressing room, put aside her t-shirt, and was ready to work out. When Richa entered the hall, wearing her sports bra as her top and three-quarter leggings as her pants, men turned to look at her. She liked this new attention.

Javed looked at Richa greedily and had already started plotting to fuck her.

“Okay, today, you’ll have to do these exercises in these set repetitions and use these weights,” Javed said, handing a piece of paper over to Richa.

“Hmm, this looks a bit hard, Javed. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do all these exercises today, using these weights and at these repetitions.”

“Okay, you start, and we’ll see what we can get done today, okay?” Javed said.

Richa started. After the last member for the day entered the gym, Javed put a ‘CLOSED’ sign at the door to prevent more members from coming in.

Javed didn’t rush Richa to finish the workout. He allowed her to take time. So by the time she was at the end of the workout, it had already started getting dark, and nobody else was around except for him and Richa.

Also, he had intentionally added weights and repetitions that are too much for a beginner-level lifter like Richa. It caused Richa to ask for Javed’s help multiple times during the workout. This allowed Javed to touch Richa’s body throughout the workout in the guise of helping her lift.

When Richa needed help with the bench press, Javed held her elbows and pushed her hands up. But he didn’t keep his palms in the same positions on her arms. Instead, he rubbed his palms over her arms, pretending to find the right place to support her lifting.

Javed got the best feel of Richa’s body when she was doing squats and needed his help. He stood behind her, put his arms around her waist, and held her somewhat tightly against himself. He moved up and down with her.

All of this was turning Richa on. While squatting, she had started to also feel the growing bulge in Javed’s pants.

But Richa was from a strict family, so instead of showing Javed how horny she was, she decided to get him in trouble.

First, she went to the washroom and, from there, called Amit.

“Yes, Richa?”

“Abhi, are you busy?”

“I just left the office. Why?”

“Can you come and pick me up from the gym, Abhi? There’s something important I want to tell you.”

“Okay, about what?”

“About your friend, Javed.

“Just come and pick me up, Abhi. I’ll explain everything then, okay?” Richa said in a frustrated tone.

“Okay,” Abhijeet said in a confused tone. Richa dropped the call.

Then she went back to the gym. There was nobody else there except her and Javed. Javed came to her and started talking.

“Okay, you did well today, Richa. Now, I guess it’s time I closed the gym for today.

“You can go, get a wash, and get dressed while I go and take the car.”

“Why would you need the car?”

“To drop you at home, of course. It’s dark now. You shouldn’t be out alone.”

“It’s okay. I can take care of myself,” Richa said rudely, leaving Javed confused for a few seconds.

“Oh… but it’s dangerous–.”

“Maybe not as much as being alone with a strong pervert in his gym,” Richa suddenly said.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, you think I didn’t understand your little trick to feel me up, Javed? You gave me a hard workout on purpose. So you’d have to come and help me and use that as an excuse to feel me up!”

“I didn’t mean to–.”

“Javed, enough! You know what, I’m going to go and explain everything to my Abhi, your friend, and my husband. Let’s see what he’s going to do, then. Oh, and by the way, he’s already on his way here.”

This was when Richa got to experience a side of Javed that she never thought he had. Javed’s face turned furious. With both hands, he instantly grabbed Richa by her neck and pinned her against the wall.

“Strong pervert, right? Well, maybe a weak bitch should have watched her mouth around a strong pervert!” Javed shouted at Richa’s face.

Richa started gasping for air, trying to push away Javed’s hands. Javed kept holding her for some more time. By the time Javed let go of Richa’s neck, she slid against the wall and sat on the floor lifelessly.

Javed bent down and, with his right hand, grabbed Richa by her hair.

“Get up, bitch!” he commanded, pulling her to her feet.

“Aah,” Richa moaned painfully, clinging onto Javed’s forearm.

“Come here!” Javed said, pulling Richa towards the back of the gym hall.

“Javed! What are you doing!?” Richa asked in astonishment, but Javed didn’t answer.

Javed opened the room at the back of the hall and pulled Richa into it.

“Ah,” Richa gasped as she fell face first onto the bed.

Javed jumped on top of Richa.

“A–!” Richa made a sound, opening her mouth and her eyes wide, feeling the impact of Javed falling on top of her.

“You show me attitude. I’ll show you attitude!” Javed said as he grabbed Richa’s hair and pressed her face against a pillow nearby.

“Mm, mm,” Richa made a sound.

After a few seconds, she started hitting the mattress with his fists. Then, he pulled her face away and took his mouth close to her left ear as Richa took a deep breath.

“How do you like that, huh?” Javed said and shoved Richa’s face towards the mattress.

“Come to my gym, do my schedule,” Javed said as he unhooked Richa’s sports bra and pulled it off her torso and her arms.

“Take my help, and show me attitude,” Javed said as he pulled her leggings and panty off her legs.

Now, Richa was lying fully naked on the mattress.

“A woman who knows me well never shows me such attitude, and you’re about to find out why,” Javed said as he started to take off his clothing.

After getting fully naked, Javed sat on the bed by Richa. By now, Richa’s attitude had completely vanished, and only her horniness was left. But still, she pretended not to want it.

“Javed, stop,” Richa moaned, trying to turn upwards as Javed leaned over her.

“Oh yeah?” Javed said as he held Richa’s wrists with his hand and pinned them against the bed over her head. Javed then touched Richa’s pussy, which had started flowing already.

“Why are you wet then, huh?” Javed said as he pressed his right middle and ring finger together into Richa’s pussy.

“Ahh…mmm,” Richa moaned, biting her lips and closing her eyes.

After pushing his fingers in as much as possible, Javed moved his hand up and down.

“Ah…aah! Shit! Fuck!” Richa moaned, opening her eyes wide and struggling in Javed’s grip.

Soon, Richa shivered, her eyes rolled, and she had her first orgasm right then and there.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh…fuck,” Richa moaned, coming into Javed’s bed.

Richa finished coming, and slowly closed her eyes, calmly laying on the bed. Javed, still having Richa’s hands pinned against the mattress, got on top of her ass.

Then, using his left hand to hold Richa’s wrists in place, with his right hand, Javed positioned his gland against Richa’s pussy, and slowly entered her from behind.

“Ahhh,” Richa moaned, opening her eyes wide again.

After fully entering Richa from behind, Javed held Richa’s arms from behind. Having her pinned against the mattress in this position, he started fucking her.

“Ah, ah,” Richa moaned each time Javed entered her. Javed’s arms were straight, so his entire body weight was on Richa’s arms. Richa’s arms were burning, but she was too horny to care.

The position was making Javed tired fast. His sweat was falling all over Richa. After a few minutes, he paused and lay on top of her. Richa was moaning. Javed was panting. Richa’s face was turned to her left side.

“How do you like that?” Javed moaned into Richa’s left ear and licked her cheek.

Richa smiled. After a few seconds of rest, laying on top of Richa, Javed started fucking her again.

Meanwhile, Abhijeet had come to the gym. Seeing the gym closed and in the dark with nobody around, he called Richa again. Her phone was ringing on the gym floor, where she left it before being dragged away. Nobody was around to hear it.

Abhijeet was surprised to hear Richa’s ringing tone from within the gym, so he decided to try to open the door.

The door wasn’t even unlocked.

“Richa? Javed?” Abhijeet called. There was no answer.

He then switched a light on the gym floor and called Richa again. Richa didn’t answer, but he saw where her phone was. He collected her phone from there.

“Hmm, where’s she?” Abhijeet thought, looking around. That’s when he saw Javed’s phone on his table.

He collected his phone from the table and went towards the back of the gym, where the dressing room and Javed’s private room were. As he was getting close to Javed’s room, he started hearing a man growling and a woman moaning from within.

Abhijeet couldn’t believe what he was hearing. But he didn’t try to barge in. He had known Javed for a long time. He knew he’d not stand a chance against Javed if he weren’t caught completely off guard.

So, instead of barging in, he tried to open the lock without making too much noise. Surprisingly, the door wasn’t even locked. Abhijeet slowly peeked in and saw…!!

At first, he felt angry. But as he kept looking at it, without doing anything, he started feeling horny. Javed had his back to the door, so he didn’t notice Abhijeet entering.

He was also too invested in fucking Richa that he didn’t remember to lock the door. Richa was well out of her senses, consumed by lust. Abhijeet slowly closed the door and kept listening to the sound from within the room.

He first tried to resist it, but soon, consumed by lust, he pulled out his cock, and started masturbating right then and there.

Meanwhile, Javed was tired of fucking Richa in the prone sex position.

“Aaah…I’m coming,” Javed finally moaned.

Meanwhile, Abhijeet was outside, masturbating.

When he heard Javed moaning that he was coming, Abhijeet knew the door would open soon enough. He quickly pulled his cock into his pants, zipped it, and went outside as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Javed was still pumping Richa, insulting her.

“You fucking slut. One day I will take you to the Bengali mohalla where I came from. And you’ll be fucked every day by strong men, like me, till you collapse. And you’ll enjoy all of that. And then, when all of them are done with you, I’m taking you across the border..!

“You’ll have no life other than getting fucked by strong men while their women are busy giving birth to strong men like them and me!”

This was the one thing that was turning Richa off. She didn’t like being insulted. Javed was the first man, the only man, that Richa was sleeping with other than her husband, Abhijeet. She felt dirty, listening to all these insults.

But, once the insults stopped, it didn’t take long before Javed sped up, and Richa’s horniness returned. After a few more hard thrusts against Richa’s pussy, Javed came right into her.

Richa came to her right senses but was still too weak to shake Javed off.

Javed released his full load into Richa’s pussy, and fell to his right side on the bed, releasing Richa.

Richa turned upwards, panting. Then, she looked at her pussy, overflowing with her and Javed’s juice. Seeing what Javed had done, Richa’s eyes widened. “Oh my god! What have you done!?” Richa exclaimed.

To be continued.

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‘Smitten’ was the only word to explain my reaction after seeing her. I’d seen her earlier when she was younger, but she looked definitely attractive that day. I felt ashamed at first because we were distant relatives.

Though I was a bachelor, Urmila was much younger than me. At 36, I was an ‘age bar’ groom, and she had just completed her degree (too young to be married).

I’d heard from people that she was very pretty, but I never imagined she would be so beautiful. She was athletic (5’8” tall, 34C-26-34), with light brown eyes and an extremely fair complexion. I’d gone to the backyard for a smoke when she approached me with a coffee glass.

I tried to hide the cigarette in my hand, but in my hurry, I’d forgotten to put it out. She giggled when she saw my plight and covered her smile.

Urmi: No need to hide it. Your mom made coffee.

Vinod: Thanks, And by the way, congrats.

Urmi: it’s not mine, my sister’s marriage.

Vinod: I mean for the campus selection.

She thanked me, but something was missing. I made a mental note to investigate further. Urmila and her father had come from the village to give us the wedding card. Since it was noon, my mother had asked them to have lunch.

I kept staring at Urmi while eating. So much so that my mom had to send me out with an excuse. I had an appointment at a unisex saloon the following day, but I tried my luck anyway. It worked. They were able to prepone my facial.

The stylist had just applied cream to my face when Urmi walked in. Instantly I sat up. A male stylist opened her thick ponytail and ruffled her hair before making a suggestion. I heard something about ‘short bangs’.

When I returned, Urmi and her dad were still there. Her father was taking a nap while she was watching TV. My mom had gone to her bedroom to rest before the washerman came. It was late afternoon with sweltering heat outside.

I took the chance to ask Urmila if she liked doing the job. She didn’t want to do a night job and sleep during the day. “My parents will think I’m free in the daytime even if I’m working all night. They will still see matches for me, even though they themselves suggested that I should take a break for 1 or 2 years.”

Having no other option to tell her, I suggested that she should go for MBA. Her parents could easily afford it. She objected, saying that her mother would never agree to PG because it would become difficult to find a good match.

We kept talking the whole time till someone rang the doorbell. I went into my room upon hearing the bell, and Urmi was left in the hall.

Two weeks passed without incident. We went out of town to see girls, but none could match the carefree personality of Urmila. It was her sister’s marriage at the month’s end. I refused to go to Urmila’s elder sister’s wedding. People would ask awkward questions like what type of girl I wanted.

I agreed to go when my mom forced me to take her and stay till the end. Urmila was there looking like a beauty queen. I found every reason to talk to her. My heartbeat increased every time I saw her. She looked absolutely stunning in a green Punjabi dress.

Her silky straight hair was tied in a French braid, reaching her boobs. Eyes lined with kajal and juicy lips had a lipstick that evening. Her skin had a golden glow like she got a spa treatment recently.

Looking at Urmi, I decided to take a chance. Even if she refused, I would cherish her memory. She was very polite when I called her aside to discuss. I suggested that she should go for a computer course. I offered to help with a hostel in the city.

She simply laughed at the offer, saying her dad would most likely rent a house (if not buy one) and send her mother along to take care of her in the city. Plus, she asked whether I was thinking of making her a sugar baby.

I was prepared for the consequences and caught her hand, saying.

Vinod: I love you!

Urmi: You should’ve waited till my marriage!

Vinod: Don’t be angry.

She looked so cute in a temper that I couldn’t resist and kissed her cheek. Urmi said she worked hard to get me.

Vinod: Don’t you know my age?

Urmi: I don’t believe in all that.

We hugged tightly before kissing. Urmi and her parents came to our place before returning the next day. My mom wanted to exchange her gift, and Urmi’s parents also wanted to return unused sarees. They went in the car, leaving us at home. We were overjoyed and kissed freely.

Then it struck me that we could do anything while our parents were gone. Without asking, I carried Urmi to my room. She was shy to speak but otherwise ready for sex. I closed the curtains and undressed both of us. Her boobs were more beautiful than I’d imagined.

I got on top and inserted my member holding her soft shoulders. She was tight, giving me a tough time. I encountered resistance every time I tried. Blinded by passion, I showed strongly and reached into her cunt finally. Simultaneously, she screamed and bit my shoulder to stop the sound.

I thought she was acting till I saw blood on the bedsheet. Looking down, I understood that I’d taken her virginity. With her seal opened, she gave jerks to sync with my strokes.

We finished quickly, after cumming, to avoid being caught. I didn’t want to face anyone, so I called my friend to go out for drinks. Urmila asked when I would come to take her. I told her I would let her know soon. While going out, she called me, and I turned to listen.

Urmi: I love you, Vinod.

Hello dosto mera naam Deepti hai. Meri umar 26 saal hai. Aur main noida ki rehne wali hu. Meri ye kahani meri saas, chacha sasur aur mere beech bane rishte ki hai.

Mere ghar mein mere pati meri saas aur main hi rehti hu. Mere sasur ki death kai saal pehle ho chuki hai.

Meri saas ka naam Anupama hai. Aur unki umar 45 saal hai. Magar woh aapni umar se choti hi lagti hai. Unka bhara hua badan dekhkar to mere dil mein bhi aag lag jati hai. Meri saas ka figure 40-36-44 hai.

Figure dekhkar aap samaj hi gaye honge ki woh kitni madak jism wali hai. Waise main bhi aapni saas se kuch kam nahi hu. Mera figure bhi kisi ko bhi pagal bana sakta hai. Mera figure 38-30-42 hai.

Waise maine shaadi se pehle hi aapni aag ko shaant kar liya tha. Kai ladko se aapni aag shant karwayi. Aur fir mere ghar walo ne meri shaadi kar di.

Mere pati ka naam vijay hai. Woh meri hi umar ke hai. Aur dikhne mein kafi handsome hai. Meri shaadi hue abhi 1 saal hi hua hai. Aur main aapne pati se puri tarah santusht hu.

Magar kehte hai na ki kadam behak hi jate hai. Main jab bhi akeli hoti thi. Tab main aapne purane time ko hi yaad karti thi. Aur din mein bhi kai bar dildo se aapni chut ko shaant kar leti thi.

Ye dildo mujhe mere pati ne hi diya tha. Woh aksar iska istemal karte the. Aur mujhe bhi isse maza aata tha. Jab bhi mere pati aapne kaam se bahar jate hai. Tab main dildo ka hi shara leti hu.

Time sahi chal raha tha. Magar fir maine woh dekha. Jisse sab badal gaya.

Hamare ghar mere husband ke chacha aate jate rehte the. Chacha ji haryana ke rehne wale hai. Unka pura pariwar wahi rehta hai. Chacha ji ki umar meri saas ke hi brabar hai. Aur woh pure desi aadmi hai.

Waise to woh aksar aapni wife ke sath hi aate hai. Magar jab bhi woh akele aate hai. To kam se kam 2 ya 3 din ruk ke hi jate hai. Chacha ji par shak karne jaisa kuch nahi tha.

Magar kabhi kabhi maine unki nazar aapne jism par ghumti dekhi thi. Magar maine is baat par jayada dhayan nahi diya. Kyuki har mard ki nazar kabhi na kabhi behak hi jati hai.

Aise ek din mere pati aapne kaam se bahar gaye hue the. Aur chacha ji ghar aaye hue the. Aaj chachi nahi aayi thi. Chacha ji aaj ghar par hi ruke the.

Meine sabke liye khana banaya. Aur fir hum sab khake aapne aapne kamre mein aa gaye. Hamare yaha 10 baje tak sab aapne aapne kamre mein aa jate hai. Aur is din bhi aise hi hua.

Meine kamre mein aate hi aapne kapde nikal diye. Main aapne bed par nangi leti hui thi. Aur maine ek nighty side mein rakhi hui thi. Taaki koi aa jaye to main use pehen lu.

Bed par leti leti main aapni chut ko ragad rahi thi. Aur tabhi mere pati ka video call aa gaya. Aur maine bhi use jaldi se utha liya.

Pati – Kya baat hai, darling? Aaj to tum pehle se hi tayar bethi ho. Lagta tumhari chut mein aag lagi hui hai.

Main – Ab main bhi kya karu? Aag shaant karne wala bhi to dur betha hai.

Pati – Baby, naraj mat ho. Ab kaam hai ye to karna hi padega. Waise isiliye to maine tumhare liye dusre pati ka intejam kiya hai (dusra pati matlab dildo). Usko nikal ke istemal karo.

Main – Baby, jo maza tumhare lund mein hai. Woh maza mujhe is rabar ke lund se nahi aata hai. Main sach mein tumhe bahut yaad karti hu. Jab bhi tum aise bahar jate ho.

Pati – Chinta mat karo baby. Aane ke baad tumhari saari garmi nikal dunga. Magar abhi to mood mat kharab karo. Ab aapne dusre pati ko nikal lao.

Meine almari se dildo nikal liya. Dildo ka size lagbhag 8-inch ka tha. Jo mere pati se bada hi tha. Magar asli lund ka maza aalag hi hota hai. Main dildo leke bed par aa gayi.

Pati – Wah, baby tumhare dusre pati ka lund to kafi bada hai. Ye to tumhari puri tasalli kara deta hoga.

Main – Ha baby jab mere pati ghar se bahar hote hai. Tab yahi mera sath deta hai.

Meine aapni taange faila di. Aur dildo ko halke halke ander karne lagi. Dildo lagbhag 6-inch tak ander chala gaya. Aur mere pati mujhe dekhkar aapna lund hilane lage.

Main yaha dildo se aapni chut shaant kar rahi thi. Aur mere pati mujhe dekhar maza le rahe the. Fir maine dildo ko aapne bed par chipka diya. Aur mobile ko taange ke beeche neeche rakh diya.

Ab main doggy style mein dildo ander le rahi thi. Aur sach kahu to maza mujhe bhi bahut aa raha tha. Main jaldi jaldi aapni chut ko dildo par maar rahi thi. Aur fir kuch hi der baad mera pani nikal gaya.

Main waise hi let gayi. Aur aapne pati se baat karne karne lagi. Fir kuch der baad mere pati bhi so gaye. Aur meri bhi aankh lag gayi.

Magar fir raat ke 1 baje meri aankh fir se khul gayi. Mujhe bahut jor se toilet aayi thi. Isiliye main bahar aa gayi. Toilet karne ke baad mein neeche kitchen mein pani peene gayi. Aur jab main aapne kamre mein wapas aa rahi thi.

Tab maine halki halki awaaj suni. Pehle to maine use nazar andaz kar diya. Magar fir wahi awaaj mujhe fir se aayi. Sabse pehle to main guest room mein gayi.

Jaha chacha ji so rahe the. Meine dekha darwaja khula hua tha. Aur chacha ji bed par nahi the. Mera dimag galat khayal mein ghumne laga.

Kyuki ab chacha ji kaha hai. Kyuki toilet se to main abhi abhi bahar nikli hu. Woh to waha ho nahi sakte hai. Fir main dabe paav mummy ji ke kamre ke pass gayi. Aur unke darwaje par kaan lagake sunne lagi.

Awaaj ander se hi aa rahi thi. Magar ander dekhne ka koi bhi rasta nahi tha. Jis tarah ki woh awaaje thi. Usse main ye jaan gayi thi ki ander chudai chal rahi hai.

Matlab ander mere chacha sasur aur meri saas chudai ka khel khel rahi hai. Ye baat sochne bhar se meri chut fir se gili hone lagi. Aur main wahi khadi aapni chut ko masalne lagi.

Mera dil kar raha tha ki kaash main dono ki chudai dekh pati. Kaash main chacha ji ka lund dekh pati. Jo mummy ji ki chut ko shaant kar raha hoga.

Magar main kuch nahi kar sakti thi. Isiliye main pass mein hi chup gayi. Aur chacha ji ke bahar nikalne ka intezar karne lagi. Mujhe behte behte aadha ghanta ho gaya.

Aur dono mein se koi bhi bahar nahi aaya tha. Magar main fir bhi unhe dekhna chahti thi. Fir kuch der baad mummy ji ke kamre ka darwaja khula. Aur kamre se nikalti roshni bahar aayi.

Pehle mummy ji bahar aayi. Jo puri nangi thi. Unhone idhar udhar dekha. Kahi main hi na neeche aayi hu. Fir chacha ji bahar aaye. Woh bhi pure nange the. Unke hath mein unke kapde the.

Meri nazar chacha ji ke lund par gayi. Jo ki pura kala tha. Aur uska supada ek dum gulabi tha. Chacha ji ka lund neeche jhul raha tha. Unka dheela lund bhi 4-inch ke aas pass tha.

Chacha ji ne mummy ji ko aapni baaho mein bhar liya. Aur mummy ji bhi unse chipak gayi. Chacha ji mummy ji ke honton ko chusne lage.

Chacha ji aur mummy ji ko aise dekhkar. Meri bhi chut pani pani hone lagi. Mujhe mummy ji se jalan si hone lagi. Woh is umar mein bhi kitne maze le rahi thi. Aur main ek nakli lund se khud ko shaant kar rahi thi.

Fir chacha ji aapne kamre mein chale gaye. Aur mummy ji bhi aapne kamre mein chali gayi. Dono ke jaate hi main aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aur fir maine aapni nighty nikal ke fek di.

Meri chut pani pani ho rahi thi. Aur fir maine aapne bed par chipka dildo nikal liya. Aur use aapni chut mein daal liya. Main jaldi jaldi dildo ander bahar karne lagi.

Dildo ander bahar karte hue. Mujhe aapne pati nahi balki chacha ka lund dikhayi de raha tha. Chacha ji ka woh kala lund mujhe aapni chut mein jata mehsus ho raha tha.

Main aankhe band karke chacha ji ko mehsus kar rahi thi. Aur kuch hi der mein mera pani nikal gaya. Pani nikalne ke baad mein chacha ji ke bare mein hi soch rahi thi.

Aur unke bare mein sochte sochte mujhe neend aa gayi. Subha main jaldi uthi. Aur mummy ji aur chacha ji ke liye chai banake le gayi. Mummy ji aur chacha ji bed tea peete hai.

Mummy ji ko chai dene ke baad mein chacha ji ko chai dene chali gayi. Magar is bar maine unhe awaaj nahi di. Aur halke se darwaja khol ke ander chali gayi. Ander ka manjar dekhar. Meri chut fir se gili ho gayi.

Chacha ji pajame aur baniyan mein lete hue the. Aur pajame mein unka khada hua lund saaf dikh raha tha. Aur chacha ji ka lund dekhkar mere honton sukh gaye.

Jise main aapni jeebh se geela kar rahi thi. Lund ka ubhar dekhkar main samaj gayi thi ki chacha ji chudai mein kitne mahir honge. Waise bhi main aapne pati se pehle kafi lund le chuki thi.

Meine kal raat hi faisla kar liya tha ki main bhi mummy ji ki tarah chacha ji ke lund ki seva karungi. Waise bhi mere husband to kaam ki wajah se bahar rehte hai.

Meine aapna dupatta bilkul side mein kar diya. Jisse meri chuchiya chacha ji ko saaf dikhayi de. Aur fir maine aapna hath chacha ji ke lund ke ubhar par fira diya.

Magar chacha ji hath firane se bhi nahi uthe. Meine chacha ji ki jangho par hath rakha. Aur unhe hila diya. Chacha ji turant uth gaye. Aur aankhe khulte hi unke samne meri chuchiya thi.

Main waise hi jhuki hui thi. Aur chacha ji meri chuchiyo ko ghur ke dekh rahe the.

Main – Chacha ji chai pe lijiye. Waise chacha ji aap to badi gehri neend mein sote hai.

Chacha ji – Ha bahu bas kabhi kabhi hosh nahi rehta hai.

Meri nazar chacha ji ke lund par hi thi. Aur chacha ji ne bhi meri nazar ko pakad liya tha.

Main – Sahi kaha chacha ji jo log mehnat jayada karte hai. Unki neend aise hi hoti hai.

Meine chacha ji ko ek halka sa hint diya tha. Jise woh shayad samaj hi gaye honge. Aur main khadi khadi unke lund ko hi dekh rahi thi. Chacha ji bhi meri nazar ko hi pakad rahe the.

Chacha ji – Bahu kuch aur bhi kaam tha kya?

Main – Nahi chacha ji bas aap chai pijiye.

Jate jate bhi meri nazar chacha ji ke lund par hi thi. Aur maine unhe dekhkar halke se smile kiya. Aur fir unke kamre se nikal gayi. Mardo ko fasana mujhe aachi tarah se aata hai.

Aur kahi na kahi chacha ji bhi mere bare mein hi soch rahe honge. Fir main kitchen mein aa gayi. Aur sabke liye nasta banane lagi. Kuch der baad chacha ji bhi naha ke aa gaye.

Woh aapne kamre mein hi the. Aur tabhi main chai ka cup lene gayi. Chacha ji lower aur baniyan mein the.

Ander jaate hi unhone mujhe dekha. Aur ek smile kiya. Meine bhi unhe dekhkar smile kiya. Fir main cup lene ke liye jhuk gayi. Aur is bar meri gaand upar uth gayi. Jise chacha ji dekh rahe the.

Aur fir main cup leke bahar nikal gayi. Kuch der baad chacha ji aur mummy ji bahar bethe hue the. Aur fir main dono ke liye nasta leke aayi. Magar is bar maine aapni chuchiya dhak hui thi.

Ye baat dekhkar to chacha ji bhi samaj gaye honge ki kamre mein dikhaya hua nazara sirf unke liye tha. Chacha ji bar bar mujhe hi dekh rahe the. Kyuki aaj se pehle maine kabhi unke sath aise nahi kiya tha.

Magar mera man bhi kal raat se hi unke liye badal gaya tha. Mummy ji ki woh siskiya aur chacha ji ka lund dekhkar. Mere ander toofan ghum raha tha ki chacha ji ne kitne aache se mummy ji ki chut ko shant kiya hoga.

Main kaam karke aapne kamre mein chali gayi. Aur jaake let gayi. Main hath mein dildo leke khel rahi thi. Dopher ka time ho raha tha. Tabhi kisi ne mere darwaja par dastak di.

Meine jaldi se dildo takiya ke neeche rakh diya. Mujhe laga mummy ji hogi. Magar jaise hi maine darwaja khola. Samne chacha ji khade the. Darwaja khulte hi unki nazre meri chuchiyo par gayi.

Jo mere suit mein se bahar nikal rahi thi. Chacha ji meri chuchiyo ko dekhe ja rahe the. Aur main bhi unhe kuch nahi keh rahi thi. Fir unhone mere chere ki taraf dekha. Aur smile karne lage.

Meine bhi unhe dekhkar smile kiya. Chacha ji bhi soch rahe honge ki ye bahu ko kya ho gaya. Aaj se pehle to kabhi unhe itna bhaav nahi diya. Aur aaj mein itna sab kuch dikha hu.

Magar unhe kya malum tha. Ye sab unke lund ki wajah se ho raha tha. Aur agar ek bhuddhe ko jawan chut milne wali ho. To woh bhi chacha ji jaise hi besabar ho jata hai.

Main – Are chacha ji aaye ander aaye.

Chacha ji – Bahu kahi maine tumhe parshan to nahi kar diya.

Main – Are nahi chacha ji main bhi bas bethi hui thi.

Chacha ji – Aur mera nalayak bhatija kaha rehta hai aaj kal. Itni khoobsurat biwi ko chhod ke kaha ghumta rehta hai.

Main – Bas chacha ji puchiye mat. Hafte mein 2 bar to bahar hi rehta hai. Aur main aur mummy ji akele bor hote rehte hai.

Chacha – Ha bhabhi bhi yahi keh rahi thi. (Bhabhi mean meri saas) ki beta kaam se bahar hi rehta hai. Pata nahi kab unhe potte ka muh dekhna nasib hoga.

Main – Ab main bhi kya karu chacha ji? Ye to bahar hi rehte hai. Main kaha se potta de du.

Main bahut khule khule jawab de rahi thi. Jisse chacha ji ko bhi maza aa raha tha.

Chacha ji – Are bahu chinta mat karo. Bacche bhi ho jayenge. Abhi to vijay ke sath time bitao. Bacche hone ke baad to tumhe time hi nahi milega.

Chacha ji mujhe hi ghur rahe the. Aur main unke lund ko dekh rahi thi. Magar tabhi chacha ji ki nazar dildo par pad gayi. Jo takiya ke neeche se thoda bahar dikh raha tha.

Dildo ka topa bahar nikla hua tha. Jise chacha ji dekh rahe the. Aur chacha ji ko ye samjhte der nahi lagi ki main kya kya karti hu. Chacha ji fir khade ho gaye.

Aur mujhe dekhkar hasne lage. Chacha ji mere pass aaye. Aur mujhe gale lagake bole.

Chacha ji – Bahu tum bacche ki chinta mat karo. Agar bhabhi kuch keh bhi deti hai. To jayada dhayan mat dena.

Chacha ji ka lund mujhe mehsus ho raha tha. Aur main bhi is cheej ka pura fayada utha rahi thi. Main khud aapni chuchiya unke seene mein daba rahi thi.

Chacha ji fir alag ho gaye. Aur mujhe unke khade lund ka shape saaf dikh raha tha. Chacha ji bahar jaane lage. Aur main unhe darwaje tak chhodne aayi.

Chacha ji jaise hi bahar gaye. Meine aapna darwaja pura band kiye bina hi aapni leggings neeche kar di. Ab meri gaand bilkul nangi thi. Jise chacha ji aaram se bahar se dekh sakte the.

Darwaja bas thoda sa khula tha. Magar woh kaafi tha. Chacha ji ko pagal karne ke liye. Meine janti thi chacha ji sab dekh rahe hai. Magar maine is baat par dhayan nahi diya.

Main puri nangi hoke bed par aa gayi. Aur jo dildo takiya ke neeche tha. Use bahar nikal ke aapne muh mein lene lagi. Ye nazara to chacha ji ke ander toofan le aaya hoga.

Meine darwaje ki taraf bilkul bhi dhayan nahi diya. Magar main janti thi. Chacha ji wahi khade hai. Main bed par se khadi ho gayi. Aur aapni gaand ko darwaje ki taraf kar diya.

Aur fir dildo utha ke peeche se aapni chut mein le liya. Ab main doggy style mein jhuki thi. Aur peeche se dildo ander bahar kar rahi thi. Sach kahu to aise kisi ko chudai dikhane mein bahut maza aa raha tha.

Meine socha tha. Chacha ji ander aa jayenge. Aur meri chudai kar denge. Magar chacha ji nahi aa rahe the. Magar tabhi neeche se mummy ji ne awaaj lagayi.

Mummy – Kishore oo Kishore ( chacha ji ka naam).

Chacha ji turant neeche bhag gaye. Meine unke kadmo ki awaaj saaf saaf suni. Aur fir maine darwaja band karke kapde pehen liye.
Chacha ji aage nahi badh rahe the. Aur main khul ke aage badh nahi sakti thi.

Jaise main pehle hua karti thi. College ke time mein bahut bebak hua karti thi. Aapne boyfriends ko khud bulake chudwati thi. Sharam karna mujhe nahi aata hai.

Kuch der baad main neeche chali gayi. Mummy ji ne khana nikalne ke liye keh diya tha. Chacha ji bahar bethe mujhe hi ghur rahe the. Aur main bhi unhe hi ghur rahi thi.

Mujhe laga ab chacha ji jarur puri tarah samaj gaye hai. Aur aaj meri bhi chudai unse jarur hogi. Woh mujhe dekh dekhkar has rahe the.

Aur main bhi unhe dekhkar smile kar rahi thi. Hum dono ki smile ne ek dusre ko ha bol diya tha. Aur fir maine mummy ji aur chacha ji ko khana de diya.

Chacha ji aur mummy ji khana khake baate karne lage. Aur fir maine bhi khana kha liya. Fir main sara kaam karke bedroom mein aa gayi. Aur fir chacha ji ka intejar karne lagi.

Dopher ka time tha aur mummy ji aur main is time so jate hai. Kafi der intezaar karne ke baad jab chacha ji nahi aaye. To main unhe neeche dekhne aayi. Main bahut ahista ahista neeche aayi.

Taaki kuch bhi awaaj na ho. Pehle main mummy ji ke kamre ke pass gayi. Magar woh to pehle se hi khula hua tha. Fir main chacha ji ke kamre ke pass gayi. Aur ander se mujhe awaaj sunayi di.

Aaj mera aacha din tha. Kyuki chacha ji ke kamre ka darwaja pura band nahi tha. Meine use thoda sa aur khol diya. Aur samne ke garam nazare ne meri chut ko gila kar diya. Mummy ji aur chacha ji bed par nange lete hue the.

Aur woh dono ek dusre ko chum rahe the. Chacha ji ka lund khada hua tha. Jo mummy ji ke hath mein tha. Aur mummy ji use aage peeche kar rahi thi. Chacha ji ka mota kala lund dekhkar meri chut bhi pagal ho rahi thi.

Chacha ji – Kya baat hai bhabhi? Lagta hai abhi bhi tumari garmi nikli nahi hai. Jo aapni bahu ke hote hue bhi chudwane aa jati ho.

Mummy – Ab main bhi kya karu? Jab bahu nahi thi. To kabhi bhi hum dono enjoy kar lete the. Magar ab to thoda dekhkar hi aana padta hai.

Chacha ji – Are bhabhi kahi woh neeche aa gayi. To aapni saas ko aise mere lund se khelte dekh pagal hi ho jayegi.

Mummy – Are kishore woh is time soti rehti hai. Abhi tum jaake dekhoge. To so rahi hogi. Ya mobile chala rahi hogi. Aaj kal ki bahu log aapne mobile mein hi lagi rehti hai. Aapni saas ka to dhayan hi nahi rehta unhe.

Mummy ji bilkul sahi hi keh rahi thi. Main jayada time to mobile mein hi lagi rehti hu. Aur mummy ji ke bulane par hi aati hu. Magar ab mujhe malum chala ki mere ghar mein to meri bhi guru bethi hai.

Mummy – kishore mere liye to aacha hi hai. Jitna woh kam dhayan degi. Hum dono utna jayada time bita payenge. Ab tu pehle jaise bhi nahi reh sakta hai. Pehle kaise tu khud bhi nanga rehta tha. Aur mujhe bhi nangi rakhta tha.

Chacha ji – Sach kaha bhabhi woh time bhi alag tha. Vijay ki shaadi ke baad se mujhe bhi woh sab bahut yaad aata hai.

Mummy ji ki baate sunke main hairan ho gayi thi. Meri saas itni rangeen mizaz aurat hai. Aur mujhe ye baat malum hi nahi thi. Ander mummy ji ne chacha ji ka lund muh mein le liya.

Aur woh use chusne lagi. Mummy ji ka jism itni umar main bhi qayamat tha. Agar main aur mummy ji sath mein nangi khadi ho jaye. To shayad har insan pehle mummy ji ko chodna chahega.

Mummy ji ki gaand darwaje ki taraf thi. Aur unki chut mujhe saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Chacha ji mummy ji ka muh aapne lund par daba rahe the. Aur mummy ji bhi gapa gap lund muh le rahi thi.

Chacha ji ne mummy ji ko neeche lita diya. Aur mummy ji ne chacha ji ka muh pakad ke aapni chut mein laga diya. Chacha ji mummy ji ki chut chaat rahe the. Aur mummy ji unke baal sehla rahi thi.

Kuch der chut chaatne ke baad chacha ji ne mummy ki taange aapne khande par rakh li. Aur aapna lund unki chut mein daal diya. Chacha ji dhakke lagane lage.

Aur mujhe mummy ji ki chut mein jata lund saaf dikhayi de raha tha. Chacha ji ki aise mardangi dekhkar. Mujhe mummy ji se jalan hone lagi thi. Chacha ji dhana dhan dhakke laga rahe the.

Aur kamre mein thap thap ki awaaj ke sath sath, mummy ji ki siskiyo ki awaaj bhi gunj rahi thi. Mummy ji bina kisi fikar ke chacha ji se aapni garmi nikalwa rahi thi. Unhe mere aane ka bilkul bhi darr nahi tha.

Kyuki maine kabhi mummy ji par itna dhayan hi nahi diya. Aur chudai ki awaaj mere kamre tak jaane se rahi. Ab mujhe pata chala ki chacha ji mere pati ke jaane baad kaise aa jate hai.

Aur chacha ji aur mummy ji neeche kaise kaise khel khelte hai. Mummy ji ne chacha ji ko khud se chipka liya tha. Aur chacha ji bhi tej tej dhakke laga rahe the.

Jab chacha ji thak jate. To woh dhakke halke kar dete the. Aur fir kuch baad tej kar dete the. Kuch der baad chacha ji mummy ji ke upar se uth gaye. Chacha ji ka mota lund mummy ji ke chut ke paani se bheeg kar.

Aur bhi bhayanak lag raha tha. Magar aise lund har aurat ki kismat mein nahi hota hai. fir chacha ji sidhe let gaye. Aur mummy ji chacha ji ke lund par beth gayi.

Fir mummy ji chacha ji ke lund par kudne lagi. Aur chacha ji bhi mummy ji ki gaand ko pakad ke aapne lund par mar rahe the. Mummy ji chudai ki aachi khiladi thi. Aur chacha ji bhi koi kasar nahi chhod rahe the.

Chacha ji ko mummy ji ki chudai karte hue. Kaafi time ho gaya tha. Aur bahar meri chut bhi pani pani ho gayi thi. Fir chacha ji ne mummy ji ko kutiya bana diya.

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil office velaikariyai kanavan veetai vitu veliyil sendru irukum pozhuthu eppadi oothen endra kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, enathu peyar vijai vayathu 24 aagugirathu. En appa manager velai seithu varugirar, avar officeku naan adikadi seluven.

Angu oru velaikaari irupaal aval peyar amutha vayathu 37 irukum, intha vayathil paarka sexiyaaga thaan irupaal. Aval mulai perithaaga irukum athai vida soothu thaan miga sexiyaaga pazhuthu irukum, naan eppozhuthu office vanthaalum velaikaariyai than en kangal thedum. Ninaithu paarpen naam matum manager haaga irunthal ineram intha vealikaariyai usar seithu oothu irukalam endru ninaipen.

Officeil free wifi kidaikum endru naan niraiya kama padangalai download seithu paarthukond irupen. Mobilil kama padam paarthukondu irukum pozhuthu oru naal velaikaari athai parthu vital. Naan udane ethuvum theriyathathu pola nadithen, aanal en manathil aval naan kama padam paarthukondu irupathai paarka vilai endru thaan ninaithukondu irunthen.

Antha naalil irunthu velaikaari en idam nerukamaaga pesa aarambithaal, thambi ena pa akkavai kandukolave matra enbaal. Pinbu ena paarthukondu irukiraai enakum kanbi endru kepal, ithu pondru pesikondu irupaal. Appa irukum pozhuthu velaikaari en idam pesa matal, naanum aval idam pesa maten. Appa ilatha pozhuthu officeil yarum ilatha pozhuthu matum thaan en idam pesuvaal.

Naan china paiyan endru en idam veru yaravathu irukum pozhuthu thambi thambi endru soli azhaipaal. Ithu pondru thambi thambi endru pasamaaga azhaikum pengal avargal methu thaan kama aasai vaithu irupaargal. Intha velaikariyum apadi thaan en meethu moga aasaiyil irunthu irukiraal aanal athu enaku theriyaathu.

Oru naal office sendru irunthen, andru paarthu yarume ilamal irunthaargal appozhuthu velaikari matum thaan officeil irunthaal. Naan angu irukum sofavil amarnthu video paarthukondu irunthen, velaikari vanthal neraga vanthu en arugil amarnthu enakum kanbi thambi endru solinaal. Iruvarum video paarthukonde irunthom, appozhuthu adutha video play seiyum pozhuthu kama padam ooda aarambithathu.

Naan udane cell phone off seithen, velaikaari ithai thaan nee paarthukondu irukiraaiya endru ketal? Ilai ilai enaku epadi ithu vanthathune theriyathu endru solinen. Iru naan un appa idam soli vidugiren endru solinaal. Naan udane bayanthu viten, akka akka vendm akka please endru katharinen. Appozhuthu sari naan appa idam sola maten anal nee atharku ondru seiya vendum endraal.

Ena akka seiyanum endru keten? Nee antha padathil seithathu pola en udan seiya vendum endraal. Enaku udane moodu earidichu, naan akka ena akka ungaluku thirumanam aagi vitathe endru keten? Udane akka amam aagi vitathu thaan athuku ena ipozhuthu en kanavan ithu pondru ellam en udan seiya matar endrum solinaal.

Velaikaara akka paarka azhagaga gramathu pen pola irupaal, rose nirathil lips irukum. Mulai matrum soothu perithaaga pazhuthu irukum. Adikadi naan velaikaari idupai thaan paarthukondu irupen, sari endru iruvarum sofavil amarnthu kama padam paarka aarambithom. Akka en thudai meethu kaiyai vaithu irunthaal.

Antha kama padathil edutha udane oru aan penin kuthiyil vaai vaithu nakikondu irunthaan, naan udane veru padam paarkalam endru solinen. Ilai ilai intha padam nala thaan irukirthu nee ivan seivathu pola enakum sei thambi endraal. Sari endru video pause seithu vitu velaikaariyai parthen, aval sofavil paduthu iru kaalgalai virithu saree matrum pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyai enaku kanbithaal.

Aval pundai muzhuvathum mudiyaaga thaan irunthathu, athai paarthu vitu muthalil viralai kuthikul vitu aata aarambithen. Velaikaari kuthi oru sunni selum alavirku perithaaga thaan irunthathu, pinbu kuthiyil vaai vaithu naaku poda aarambithen. Muthalil yosithen pinbu kuthiyai nakum pozhuthu suvaiyaaga irunthathaal nandraaga naaku poten.

Velaikaari akka en thalai meethu kai vaithu thadavikoduthaal, pinbu kuthiyai en vaiyil vaithu theithaal. Pundaiyai mele thuki naka kanbithaal, sirithu neram naki vitu aduthu video play seithom, pen kathalan sunniyai oombinaal. Athai parthathum enaku santhoshamaaga irunthathu, pinbu en sunniyai veliyil eduthu velaikaariku kanbithen.

Velaikaari aval mudiyai kondai potukondu en sunniyai vizhungi oomba aarambithaal, haa haa ena oru inbam. Velaikaari aval kanavan sunniyai oombi oombi pazham athigam endru ninaikiren, kama padathil oombuvathai vida ival semaya oombi vital. Aanal niraiya neram oombi vida vilai sirithu neram matum sexiyaaga poolai oombi vital.

Pinbu aduthu ena nadakirathu enbathai kama padathil parthom, antha pen kathalan meethu eri amarnthu sunniyai pundaiyil vitu guthithu oothal. Velaikaariyai naan udane thirumbi paarthen, aval ennai sofa meethu paduka vaithu en sunniyai kuthikul vitu semaya guthithu ooka aarambithal. Velaikaari ookum pozhuthu aval jakit kayati mulaiyai paarthu rasithukonde ooka viten.

Unmaiyil karupu mulai kambai paarkum pozhuthu athil vaai vaithu sappi paal kudika aasaiyaaga thaan irukirathu. Mulai meethu kai vaithukonde ooka viten, velaikaari moodil haaaaaaaaaaa hmmmm mmmmmmmm endru munarikonde ennai oothal. Enaku vinthu varuvathu pola agi vitathu athanaal naan pothum endru soli sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu veliyil eduthu viten.

Aduthu entha nilaiyil ookiraargal endru kama padathil paarthom, doggy nilaiyil kathalan kathaliyai matter potan. Haaaaaaa udane oothal vinthu vanthu vidume endru hey yaravathu varugiraargala endru paarthu vitu varen iru endru sunniyai jatikul vitukondu veliyil sendru paarthu vitu vanthen. Atharkul vinthu varum sugam ear pada vilai.

Pinbu vanthu velikaari doggy nilaiyil aval soothai enaku kanbithaal, haaaaaaaa haa velaiyaana soothu vazhu vazhunu irunthathu. Athai pidithu thadavivitu kuthiyil sunniyai vitu matter poda aarambithen. Intha nilaiyil ookum pozhuthu sunni adi pundai varai sendrathu. Ookave inbamaaga irunthathu, sexiyaaga pundaiyil oothu enjoy seithen.

Pinbu padutha nilaiyil ooka aarambithom, intha nilaiyil ookum pozhuthu velaikaari iru mulaiyum karupaaga perithaaga therinthathu. Athan meethu paduthu kuthiyil oothukonde irunthen appozhuthu velaikaari pundaiyil velaiyaaga vinthu vanthathu. Kama padathil iruthiyil kanjai vaaiyil adithu ootrinaan, nanum udane sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu eduthu vegamaaga adithu sunni kanjai vaiyil adithu ootrinen.

Velaikaari en sunni kanjai urinthu kudithu vitu poolai oombi vital, pinbu iruvarum dress aninthukondu ondrum theriyathavargal pola irunthom. Pinbu velaikaari ennai veetil drop seiya solinaal, nanum velaikaariyai kupitukondu aval veetirku sendren. Ennai ulle vaa endru azhaithu sendral, ulle aval kanavan irunthaar.

Ennai sofavil amarthi vitu kanavan idam etho velai soli veliyil anapi vaithaal, velaikaari avanai anpi vaithu vitu ennai kupitu kati pidithu kiss seithal. Hey un kanavan vanthu vida pogiraar endru keten? Athalam vara matar naan velai koduthu irukiren endru soli kanavanuku throgam seithu vitu en udan paduthu veetile oothal.

Naan irandam murai velaikaari kuthiyil oothu enjoy seithen, intha murai vinthai velaikaari kuthiyile oothu irakinen. Ennai ariyaamal moodu thanga mudiyaamal vinthu kuthikul sendru vitathu, pinbu velaikari aval kuthiyil ozhugum kanjai thuni vaithu thudaithukondu ondrum threiyavargal pola iruvarum nadithom.

Aduthu officeil eppozhuthu yarum ilamal irupaargal endru paarthukonde irunthom, adikadi velaikari veetirkum sendru thaan vanthen. Iruvarum niraiya murai arai nirvaanamaaga thaan oothukondu varugirom inum oru murai kuda nirvaanamaga oothathu kidaiyathu apadi ookum vaaipu kidaithaal ungal idam kandipaaga antha kama anubavathai ungal idam pagirugiren.

This story is based on Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read in Savita Bhabhi Episode #138.

A group of Korean businessmen sat in the restaurant, talking loudly. She was glad that they had ordered so much food. She walked the bill over but waited for them to stop talking before handing it over. The man took it from her and smiled as he eyed her up and down.

Man: The food was stunningly delicious. Who is the owner of this place?

Savita: I am the owner.

Man: Well! This is the best Indian restaurant I’ve ever been to.

Savita: Then bring all your associates here whenever you come.

Man: I’ll keep that in mind…on one condition. I want you to accompany my colleague and me to a Korean restaurant tomorrow.

Savita (hesitant): Well, I’m not familiar with Korean food.

Man: Well, allow me to introduce you to it. My name is Dong Sun.

Savita: I’m Savita, and you have a deal.

The following afternoon Savita met Dong Sun and his colleague at the Korean restaurant. They had reserved a private room for the meeting. Savita walked in and noticed the table had already been set with a variety of Korean cuisine.

It looked amazing. The three sat down, and Savita glanced up and down the table in confusion.

Dong: I am excited to introduce you to our cuisine.

Savita: I am at your mercy, Dong. Show me the ropes.

Dong handed Savita a bowl of Kimchi. Dong watched her struggle and chuckled as he took the chopsticks from her and fed her the Kimchi. Savita enjoyed the taste. It was new and refreshing.

Dong: Next, we have octopus tentacles.

Savita gasped. The tentacles were still moving, and it freaked her out. Dong’s colleague grabbed one and slurped it down. Savita stared at him in horror.

Dong: Don’t worry. It just tastes like sushi with a mild flavour.

Before she could protest, Dong stuck a tentacle in her mouth, and she tried to slurp it down. It tasted fine, but it still freaked her out.

Savita: I can feel its little suction cups! (gulp)

Dong: This next one is grilled eel, but I need your consent before you eat it.

Savita: Consent?

Dong: Grilled eel is supposedly an aphrodisiac, so eating it might make you extremely horny.

Savita (chuckling): My husband was told oysters were an aphrodisiac, so he ate two dozen. He was just sick for three days.

She grabbed a piece of eel and chewed it up. It tasted wonderful. She was just about to take another piece when she felt a bit funny in her stomach. Savita got light-headed and fell against Dong Sun’s shoulder. He caught her.

Dong (to his colleague): Soo Ho, get her some water. I think she’s about to pass out.

Savita felt great and an urge prodding her from beneath her subconscious. She wanted to get naked and felt the need to drown herself in cock. Her pussy was on fire. She could feel herself getting fucked by a sea of cock, and she wanted that to be true.

She wanted nothing more. Savita’s eyes flew open as she woke from her strange, sexual dream. She gasped as she looked down. She was lying naked on the table with bits of sushi lined up and down her body.

Savita: What’s going on?!

Soo Ho: You were acting drunk. Dong ordered this Nyotaimori for us. You insisted that we eat it off your body.

Savita: I did?!

Soo Ho: You threatened to leave if we didn’t-

Without completing his thought, Soo Ho reached down, slurped a piece of food off Savita’s nipple, and made her gasp softly. Dong reached down and picked another piece off her pussy, and she bit her lip and moaned softly as he ate it.

Savita: Does it taste like me?

Dong: I think it requires further investigation to be sure.

Savita opened her legs wider as Dong pushed her pussy wider with his chopsticks. She exhaled sharply as she felt the chopsticks.

Soo Ho: Maybe we should stop since she had that reaction.

Savita: No! Keep eating me. Umm, I mean, keep eating off me.

Dong and Soo Ho chuckled at one another and dropped their chopsticks. Savita’s pussy was on fire, and she rubbed her clit softly. Soo Ho latched his mouth on Savita’s nipple, and she moaned.

She bit her lip and arched her back as she felt Dong’s soft tongue dive deep inside her wet pussy. She squeezed her tits and opened her legs wider for him.

Savita: You guys better lick me clean! (moans) I don’t want to go home smelling like fish! (moans louder)

Dong Sun ate Savita’s pussy while Soo Ho licked her nipples ferociously. She arched her back and felt Dong Sun’s tongue dig deeper into her clit as she shoved his face in.

Savita: Is it ok for me to cum on your face? Too late!

Savita dripped cum as her body shook, and Dong slurped it up as Soo licked her chest and neck. She found a piece of Nyotaimori on her belly button, and she picked it up and slurped it down.

She grabbed onto Dong’s pants and pulled them off slowly. She licked his chest as she kneeled on the floor and put his cock in her mouth. She sucked on it and moaned like a slut. Soo Ho pulled his cock out, and Savita slobbered on it as she sucked both cocks back to back.

She opened her mouth, took in both cocks, and released a sultry moan as she squeezed onto their hefty dicks. The men grabbed her face and shoved their cocks inside her mouth as she choked hard. They exploded into her mouth, and she swallowed their cum as she got up.

The men grabbed her from both sides, and she pulled them both into her embrace. Dong Sun squeezed into her tits while Soo Ho’s cock rested against her juicy ass. Dong Sun kissed her deeply as Soo Ho grabbed one of Savita’s tits and rubbed his cock against her wet cunt.

Savita (gasping with a passion): I think…I want both of you to treat me like a whore!

Soo Ho: Are you sure?

Savita: My body’s on fire, and I want both your cocks in me.

Savita laid the men down, stroked them both, and laid between them. She moaned and writhed on them as they touched her. Dong Sun laid her down and teased the walls of her pussy with his cock as Soo Ho put his cock in Savita’s mouth. Savita opened her legs wider as she swallowed Soo Ho’s warm cock.

Dong Sun turned around, and Savita threw her head back and buried Soo Ho’s face in her busty chest. She licked his forehead as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. Dong Sun slammed slowly into her drenched pussy as Soo Ho made her choke.

Her eyes rolled back into her head from the overwhelming waves of pleasure that hit her. Dong Sun lay down, and Savita sat on his cock. She groaned loudly as she bounced on his cock ferociously. She looked up at Soo Ho as she stroked his cock and drooled on it.

Savita (moaning): You guys should take advantage of me while I’m still horny. (slurp)

Soo Ho: Does that mean I get a chance to get inside you?

Savita: What do you think, Dong? (slurp, moan, slurp) Does he? (hard moan, slurp, slurp, groan, slurp)

Dong: I don’t see why not.

Savita: Mmm, yea fuck my ass since you have the smaller dick. (moan, moan). (Savita looked at Dong) Fuck me till my legs give out!

Savita’s moans had become too loud to contain. The waitress barged in to see what was going on. She gasped as she saw Savita getting railed like a slut. The two men were sweating profusely as she lay between them with her legs open.

Savita (moaning loudly): Oh! Please! Don’t report us! Ah! Fuck!

The waitress bit her lip as she watched them fuck her so mercilessly. She turned a chair to face them and sat down. She opened her legs, touched the wet spot between her creamy thighs, and sighed.

Waitress: I won’t (moan, sigh, moan) as long as you let me watch (long moan).

The men picked Savita up and made her stand as they fucked her. She reached back, grabbed onto Soo Ho, and kissed him deeply, leaving a trail of saliva between their lips. Dong Sun looked the waitress in her eyes as she pulled out her tits and pulled her panties to the side.

She fingered her wet pussy to the rhythm of Dong’s thrusts. She twirled her nipples as the two men squeezed Savita’s soft body firmer between their sturdy bodies. Savita could feel the sweat of both men dripping down her body as her hard nipples rubbed against Dong’s chest.

Soo Ho was squeezing her breasts from behind and forcing her nipples to rub on Dong’s sweaty chest as he fucked her ass. Soo Ho lifted Savita’s legs off the floor, and she opened her legs wider, and Dong fucked her faster.

The waitress closed her eyes, listening to Dong’s cock slapping against Savita’s wet thighs as they fucked.  Soo Ho groaned. He was close.

Soo Ho: I’m close! I can’t hold it!

He came on her sweaty ass. Dong Sun groaned as he felt himself get close.

Savita: Yes! Fuck me like a slut! Cum all over me!

Waitress: Yea! Cum all over her! I want to cum on her too!

Savita: I’m so fucking horny! I’m going to cum!

Dong Sun dropped her, and Savita opened her slutty mouth for him. Savita moaned as he sprayed her chest and chin with his cum. The waitress groaned as she turned toward Savita. Savita stuck her chest out, and the waitress squirted onto her.

She walked over and twirled Savita’s nipples and thanked them for letting her watch. Savita got up, and the two men rubbed her sweaty body fondly as she kissed them.  The group straightened up and got dressed. The waitress handed over the bill as Dong fingered Savita softly, but she gasped when she saw it.

Savita: That wasn’t eel?! It was chicken?!

Savita looked at them with disappointment. However, she couldn’t deny that it was nice to get fucked so raw after so long. She didn’t stay mad for long as she walked out.

To watch and enjoy this sex-packed episode in comics, click here ➡️ Savita bhabhi Episode 138: Aphrodisiac Snacks.

Hello dear readers. This is a true story that I witnessed in my life about my traditional mother. My name is Pawan 21 years old, and was in my final year at university studying computer science. I am a tall guy, well built and dark in complexion.

My family consists of me, my dad and my mother. My father, Vijay, was a labourer who worked with a contractor. He was 50 years old back then. He was the only bread earner in our family as my mom was a housewife.

My dad was dark in complexion. He was tall and broad with broad shoulders and a big pouch belly. On the whole, my dad appeared as a very strong man. Everyone says I’m the photocopy of my dad.

My mom, Vinita, is the main character of the story. She was a simple, innocent, traditional housewife who always wore a saree at home and outside. She may be traditional, but she was a very beautiful lady.

With medium-sized boobs, nice round buttocks, and a flat belly with the right amount of fats, her saree fit her body perfectly. She was very fair as compared to my dad. She always wears her sindoor and mangalsutra all the time. She was 10 years younger than dad, so she was 40.

My parents were uneducated and wanted their only child to get a proper education. Unfortunately, I wasn’t that gifted of a child. I had to study hard day and night to score a bit above the pass mark. But never have I scored great marks. But even then, my parents were happy that I passed my exams.

I know all the hardships that my parents went through to educate me. That’s why I always did all I could to please them with minimal results. The more I climbed up the ladder of education, the more difficult the learning became. As I said before, I wasn’t gifted.

I was mentored by my cousin brother, who was only 19 years old and doing his junior college. I was 2 years older than him. But he was considered a computer geek and a good helping-natured boy. My mom would call my dad’s sister during my exams and ask her to send her son to help me with the revision.

To be honest, I owe him all my pass marks. He was the reason I was able to pass my exam. I was so dependent on him. My dad, mom and I were forever grateful to him. My cousin brother was named Akash. He was a sweet white-skinned boy. He was short and skinny.

Physically he never appeared powerful like my dad and me. But he was powerful cognitively. As I had a dissertation to submit for my last year, I asked mom to ask him to come for 2 months instead of one. Finally, his mom accepted, and he was at my home for 2 months.

My house wasn’t big. We had 2 bedrooms, 1 small kitchen and living room. Attached to the kitchen was the bathroom. My parents didn’t invest much in building a big house but focused more on my education. Both my mom and dad rarely buy new clothes.

My mom stills wear the same sarees she bought about 3 years ago. Due to this, the blouse sticks to her body. Even her petticoats are tight around her ass. But I never looked at mom that way because I greatly respected them.

Akash was an innocent and cheerful guy who always revolved around my mom whenever he came. He rarely passes free time with me. He spent most of his time talking or helping mom in the kitchen. They were like mom and son rather than compared to me.

Whenever he came, he used to sleep in my room. But this time, things changed. As I had a computer in my room, we bought an AC and fixed it in my room. Hence I was used to AC and could not sleep without it. But unfortunately, Akash was skinny and was often sick with a fever. He couldn’t sleep with AC.

Hence when he arrived, mom talked about this to dad. They decided that he would sleep in my parents’ room. While dad will sleep on the mat, both mom and he will occupy the bed.

The first week went by without any major developments. He helped me complete a major part of my dissertation. Then in the 2nd week, I started noticing a few actions from him that made me curious. As he used to spend most of the time with my mom, he was very free with her.

During the day, I was in university, and dad would be at work. So he spent most of the time helping mom with the house works. I was at home in the second week as we got 2 weeks for revision. I would be mostly in my room revising. Whenever I was confused, I would ask him to come and clear my confusion.

I was inside my room on the first day of the 2nd week until I needed his help. I went to the kitchen to look for him. As I went near the kitchen, I could hear his voice.

Akash: Vinita chachi, Pawan works hard every day. I don’t think he needs me anymore. I should return, don’t you think so?

Vinita: No, Akash. Pawan needs you to help him. You are a gifted boy. And Pawan isn’t like you.

Akash: Yes, Vinita chachi, but sometimes I get bored. There is no one to play with or have fun with. You are always busy doing your housework. At home, I play with my other cousins, who are very active, unlike Pawan.

My mom knew the importance of Akash. She had to do something to feel happy. As for my mom, her son’s education was primordial. Hearing Akash’s words, I was also stressed. I knew if he left, I would definitely fail my exams.

But being playful or active or playing games wasn’t my tea. I was just like my dad, always a serious and rarely talked type of guy. I was hoping my mom would think of something. But I interrupted their conversation by asking him to help me in my room.

Pawan: Hey Akash, I need your help in the room. Can you please come with me?

Akash: Of course, Pawan bhaiya.

He followed me into my room and explained the lesson to me. This scene made Vinita understand that by hook or crook, Akash must stay.

In the evening, I called mom into my room.

Pawan: Mom, I heard Akash in the morning complaining about getting bored. Mom, as you know my nature, I’m not the hyperactive type of guy. But please, mom, do anything for him to stay. You know that without him, I’ll fail.

Vinita: Yes, beta, I was also worried about this. I understand this, but what should I do? Maybe you can suggest some ideas.

Pawan: Mom, you are our family’s only cheerful and friendly person. Besides, he bonds well with you. Give him company. Playing with him makes him happy.

Vinita. Yes, I agree I’m the only cheerful person in this house. You and your dad are boring types. I agree with you that I should keep him happy, but how?

Pawan: As he said, mom, you are only doing household work and not giving him time. It’s only for 2 months, mom. Forget your housework. Play with him. Entertain him. Become a child with him. But importantly, make him happy.

Both mom and son agreed upon this. Later in the evening, Vinita related what happened in the day to her husband. The latter told the same thing as Pawan said. And ordered Vinita to forget the housework and make him happy.

The next day, Vinita woke up early and completed all her work before Akash was up. Vinita waited in the living room for Akash. After Akash had completed his breakfast, Vinita cheerfully questioned Akash.

Vinita: So, pretty boy, what are we playing today? I’m free today. Let’s play.

Akash: Ah, I’m so happy, Vinita chachi. I’ve brought some of my indoor games. Today let’s play indoor golf. Do you know how to play golf, chachi?

Vinita: Not really. But you can teach me like you teach Pawan?

Akash was so happy and went in and brought back his Complete set. He explains the game to her. Showed her how to hit the back. I just happened to see them playing from my room. I was happy mom was helping out.

While my mom was trying to shoot, her back was slightly bent. Oh, my god, what a view. Mom wore an old yellow transparent saree. The blouse was sleeveless, and it was tight on her body. While bending, her melons were visible.

She had a black bra inside, which was also visible. I always respected my mom but on seeing that I had a boner in my shorts. It was when I noticed Akash. That boy was fixing in between the boobs of my mom like a hungry fox. That made me curious.

I stopped reading and peeped at them. My mom was losing as she didn’t master how to shoot properly. But they were both happy playing.

Akash: Chachi, wait, I’ll teach you how to score.

He came behind my mom and grabbed mom’s both hands.

Akash: Firstly, you have to hold the shaft well. You should be the master. You do it well. Close your eyes and feel the shaft.

I was in doubt of whether this had a double meaning. My mom was innocent, so she closed her eyes and did as ordered.

Akash: Then you have pushed your buttock a bit backwards.

As mom did this, he enjoyed this. His crotch area pressed on mom’s buttocks. He leaned on my mom, holding her hands, acting as if showing her how to play. But his expression was clear enough. He was enjoying this closeness, and maybe he was grinding mom ass with his boner.

As mom’s eyes were closed, he enjoyed this position for some time until they continued to play normally. What shocked me just after he left mom was the boner on his shorts. It was indeed a bigger boner than mine. I was amazed and confused by this. I thought maybe it was short.

But to my dismay, mom was also stealthily eyeing in that direction. Mom’s eyes popped open as if shocked. But he continued as if nothing had happened. For the 2nd time, he again came behind mom to teach him to play. This time mom’s expression changed.

It was a mixed feeling expression. I could see shock, fear, amazed, enjoyment, lust and feel trapped. That night for the first time, I masturbated on my mom. Exactly from what I saw. I couldn’t explain why this so tempted me. The next day I purposely lied to my mom.

Pawan: Hey, mom. Akash was very happy that you played with him yesterday. He was telling me how much he enjoyed it. Thanks a lot, mom. Keep on making him happy.

Mom was puzzled a bit but then acted as if happy.

Mom: Yes, beta, I will do everything for him to be happy.

I cannot explain why I wanted to push mom more into this. But I know I had to do this. Akash woke up to see my mom in the kitchen. He went to take his bath. I was in the living room and drinking a cup of tea. I noticed that this bastard took only boxer shorts and a towel inside.

I realised I will be seeing more again today. I could easily see the kitchen and the bathroom room without them noticing me. It was as I had expected. He came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with the towel in his boxer shorts. It was white boxer shorts.

He was as skinny as a pigeon. But my god, this bulge in his boxer was enormous.

Akash: Vinita chachi, what are you cooking that smells so good?

He acted casually. As soon as my mom turned toward him, I noticed mom’s expression. The same pattern as yesterday. Shocked, fearful, amazed and trapped. Mom’s eyes were fixed on his bulge. Mom froze for some time but managed to answer back.

Vinita: I’m cooking fried rice.

Akash: I forgot to take my clothes while going to bathe. Can I take a look at the fried rice?

Mom, in an instant, just blurted out yes. He immediately came behind mom in his boxer. As the kitchen was small, as soon as he came behind mom, both bodies stuck together. But he acted innocently, praising mom for his food and food smell. I see him grinding his dick more onto the ass of my mom.

My mom knew she had to subdue him as his presence was important. Seeing her silence with this complete bold act of his, he mustered more courage.

Akash: Chachi, you work a lot. Let me help you with a shoulder massage.

He started pressing mom’s shoulders with both hands. And seeing mom’s facial expressions, I could understand that he is good at it.

Akash: Chachi, please lean back on me. I’ll hold you. Relax your body.

Vinita was lost with the big bulge grinding her ass and a heavenly shoulder massage. She could only obey the order of Akash. The more Vinita leaned back on him, the more he could feel this cock on her ass. She forgot for once that she is a married and traditional woman.

Akash was a perfect manipulator. He stopped at a time to keep Vinita wanting him for more and went inside to wear his clothes. As soon as he left, I could see mom closing her eyes as if trying to stop something inside her. She was in ecstasy and pain at the same time.

The woman inside her wanted more pleasure from this situation. At this time, the woman instinct forgot that she was a married and a traditional mom. She also forgot that he was a little boy. The pain inside made her remember that this was a sin and that she shouldn’t do this. She was confused.

Pawan could guess the confusion in her mom’s mind. He had to encourage his mom so that he could see more action, or else her mom may stop the game. About an hour later, Pawan came and again purposely lied to her mom.

Pawan: Hey, mom, what magic did you do to Akash suddenly? He is so happy with the relationship she has with you. And thanks me a lot for inviting him over. I don’t know what you are doing, mom, but seriously you are rocking.

Mom: I’m glad to hear that, Pawan. At least he can stay and help you a lot.

Pawan: Yeah, Mom, he is helping me at the double speed these days. It seems that the happiness you are giving him is making him happy. Work at double speed. Please, mom, I don’t know what magic you are feeding him, but please do not stop. Add a little more of it.

Mom: Oh, beta. Everything for my son.

After this conversation, I felt like a weight was lifted from her. Brightness could be seen on her face. Vinita was trying to face a reason to hide her guilt of wanting this young nephew so much. But as soon as her son spoke to her, she convinced herself she was doing it for her son.

But her woman instinct was wanting only pleasure from that young boy.

Hello guys, I am back with another part of my story. If you are a new reader, please read the first part to follow the storyline. So, without wasting more time, let’s get back to my horny encounter.

Like I said, I went to my room and started masturbating with my milf landlady Ankita’s panty wrapped around my big cock. I was so horny back then that I forgot that my room’s door lock was faulty. So, sometimes if someone pushes it hard, the door opens.

I was moaning Ankita’s name while I masturbated and then suddenly, my door gets opened. And believe me guys, I was not ready for that situation! Then Ankita entered my room and saw me sniffing her panties with one hand on my thick cock.

Ankita: Arre sorry-sorry main bhi bina knock kiye ghus gayi (she said while covering her eyes).

Me (searching for my pants): Arre, (no words were coming out of my mouth this was such an embarrassing incident).

Ankita’s husband (trying to enter the room): Arre kya ho gaya?

Ankita (pushing her husband out of the room): Arre kuch nahi, Siddharth so raha tha, maine galti se usko jaga diya.

I was totally shocked and relieved at the same time, since I was assuming that she might tell her husband and then they would kick me out of the house. Since she saved me, I thought to explain the situation so that I could re-gather her trust. So I decided to talk about that after dinner. After dinner, our conversation went like this.

Me: Ankita, I am sorry for what you saw today.

Ankita: …

Me: Please maaf kar do, aage se aisa nahi karunga.

Ankita: Sid, aage se kiya naa, to tumhare mummy papa ko complaint kar doongi.

Me: Sorry, Ankita.

Ankita: Waise main isliye ghus gayi, kyunki tumne mera naam liya. Mujhe laga kuch kaam hoga par yaha to kisi aur kaam mein mera naam use ho raha tha. Aisa kyun?

Me (dtaring at her): Wo darasal…

Ankita: Siddharth, tumhe ab girlfriend ki zaroorat hai. Ye sab airi-gairi harkate band kar do.

Me: Mujhe aaj kal ki ladkiya pasand nahi aati.

Ankita: To kya mere jaisi middle-aged married moms pasand aati hai kya?

Me: Haa.

Ankita (her face turning red): Ufff, I was not expecting that. Why Siddharth, what’s wrong with you? Aur mere mein kya acha dikhta hai?

Me: Everything, aapki sundarta (in some occasions, the word ‘sundarta’ means ‘boobs’).

Ankita: Hatt pagal kahi ka. Sudhar jaa. Waise wo panty nikal ke rakho, main aati hu lene. Ya rakhne ka irada hai?

Me: Ji, Ankita madam (we both stared at each other as if we both were waiting for each other to go for the first move).

Then I went back to my room happily. Since then I got to know that my married landlady was open minded and was an attention seeker. This made my mind more eager to fuck her and by the thought of this, I again got a boner.

Then I started searching for the panty instead of wasting any more time. Just when I found her panty, Ankita entered my room!

Ankita: Lao do meri chaddi (she came forward, as I moved my hand forward to her).

Ankita (glancing at my boner): Siddharth, itna josh aata kaha se hai?

Me: Ankita, wo tumhari panty ko jab dekhta hu to apne aap jati hai.

Ankita: Aisa kyun? Ye to bas ek kapda hai.

Me: Kapde mein main tumhari smell aur ass imagine karta hu.

Ankita (her face getting red): Ye kaisi soch hai, aur room mein itni garmi achanak se kaise aa gayi?

Ankita: Aur wo kuch karo apne chhote chetan ka. Bahut bada ho raha hai.

Me: Haa sorry, fir ye dekhna pada aapko.

Ankita: Waise kya tum mujhe ek baar dikhaoge? Nahi chhodho, main bhi kya baate kar rahi hu. Senior hokar in cheezo ke liye motivate, chhodho.

Me (almost taking my cock out): Ab itna ho hi gaya hai to dekh lijiye. Well, here I was trying to make my first move while keeping my life at stakes.

Ankita was looking at my throbbing dick and big balls full of cum. I could hear as she gulped her own saliva. Then I stroked my uncut big cock slowly as my balls started swinging up and down.

Ankita (her voice was shivering): Siddharth..

Me: Kya hua, acha nahi hai? Main soch hi raha tha shave karne se acha dikhega ya nahi.

Ankita ran towards the door and closed it.

Ankita: Bahut saal ho gaye isko dekhe, warna tumhare uncle to meri pregnancy ke baad mushkil se ek-do baar, wo bhi andhere mein pakdaya karte the.

Me: Koi baat nahi ab dekh lijiye. Waise kya ye uncle se bada hai?

Ankita: Pata nahi (she stared down my cock as she said).

Me: Ankita, touch karogi to mujhe bhi acha lagega.

Ankita: Chee-chee, main nahi karungi.

Me: Arre one time. Touch karke feel kar lo.

Then Ankita came near me and was hesitating to touch my cock. I simply grabbed her hand and placed upon my big cock.

Ankita: Ye to garam hai.

And the milf slowly stroked my cock, giving me a sensuous handjob.

She was enjoying every bit of it. With every stroke, my balls were hitting her bangles which made as sweet jingling noise. Her heavy breaths were syncing with my breaths. The fan was off, so we were both drenched in sweat.

I removed my shirt and asked her to remove her nighty as well. She hesitated at first, but I told her that if she went back in sweat her husband might question her. She agreed to remover her nighty, only if I close my eyes. So, I pretended to close my eyes.

The milf landlady turned around from me and started removing her nighty. Slowly, I could see her thick legs and her fat ass. She was wearing a black panty which was little tight for her ass while on the upper part she was wearing a laced black bra.

She then turned around and again grabbed my cock. I then opened my eyes. She was little shy, but I made her feel comfortable.

Me: Dekho maine bola tha naa aap ki sundarta ka koi jawaab nahi.

Ankita: Kya tum bhi ab. Kitni der aur? Jaldi maal nikaalo, yaha aur der hui to uncle to bhi dikhana apna big lund.

Me: Ankita, aap chair par baitho legs upar karke, mera kaam ho jayega.

Ankita: Tum shakal se bhole ho, par buddhi in cheezo mein sabse aage.

Then she went back and sat on the chair spreading her legs. Her pussy was trying to peek from her tight panty which she was trying to hide as she felt little uncomfortable.

Me: Aap har jagah se sundar ho Ankita. Aap kuch matt chupao, agar chupana hi hai to hath rakh lo.

Ankita: Pata nahi, tumhe acha laga?

Me: Panty utaar deti to aur acha hota.

Ankita: Acha, theek hai.

I was surprised by how she obeyed me instantly. I knew that she also wanted to feel good. My sexy landlady removed her panty and her hairy pussy was out. It was of perfect shape. I assumed uncle didn’t fuck her good.

Then I went near her and started stroking faster. Her breaths got heavier and faster. Her boobs jiggled and the mangalsutra between those mountains was swinging forward and backward as she took long breaths. Just then, I busted my nut over her sweaty big tits and her bra! She was startled.

Me (moaning): Ankita ji…

Ankita: Oh, kitna garam hai ye. Upar se kahi aur nahi maar sakte the. Poori bra geeli kar di.

Me: Panty se poch lo.

Ankita: Main chalti hu, aur haa ye first aur last hona chahiye, warna dekhna.

Me (trying to be sarcastic): Is baar aap kya dikhaogi?

Ankita walked out of my room. I could see her face of satisfaction and greedy at the same time, as if she wanted something more out of this. But the real problem was her family.

The next morning, we had breakfast and uncle went down to handle the shop. Ankita was washing utensils on the basin. She was wearing a new nighty which she tucked around her waist exposing her legs to show.

I went behind her back and grabbed her ass. I felt that she wasn’t wearing a panty, since I almost touched my milf landlady’s sweaty hairy pussy. She got startled and tried to resist a little. Then she pushed me a little back.

Ankita: Kya kar rahe ho Siddhart, koi dekh lega?

Me: Koi nahi dekhega.

Ankita: Maine bola naa wo last tha. Ab aage kuch karoge to main pakka bol doongi. Aage se choona matt mujhe.

Me: Okay.

She thought I would go back and started washing again. But this time, I sat down and pushed my face in her ass and started licking her pussy. She resisted at first, but then her legs started shaking. I could feel her pushing herself down as if she wanted to sit on my face.

Ankita: S..ss..Sid… please matt karo.

I continued to play with her pussy. Sometimes, I licked her ass crack. I was so horny that I didn’t mind cleanliness. I just wanted to eat her fat ass. Then I started shaking. I assumed that she was going to cum and mostly will piss. So, I turned her around by grabbing her waist fast enough and just then she pissed on my t-shirt and fortunately my shirt absorbed all her juices. She was ashamed and she didn’t look at me.

Ankita turned around and started washing again.

Me: Ankita, aapne to poora nehla diya mujhe apni baarish mein.

Ankita: …

Then I tried to look at her face and saw a satisfying smile and some tears of satisfaction in her eyes. Her kajal was messed up her lips were shaking, as if she bit them hard.

Me: Main change kar leta hu.

Then I kissed her neck. As I went back, I was assuming that she would feel loved and not think as I was using her as an object. After that I heard a serious conversation,

Uncle: Ankita, ab kya kar sakta hu. Mere dost ke bete ki shaadi hai. Nahi jaunga to usko acha nahi lagega.

Ankita: Fir chhotu (her son) ke exams bhi aane waale hai. Iski tuitions sab miss ho jayenge.

Uncle: Siddharth ke paas chhodh dete hai.

Ankita: Wo bechara college jayega ya bachha sambhaalega? Aap jayiye, main nahi jaa rahi.

Uncle: Theek hai, tab raho yahi pe. Main bol doonga tumhari tabiyat theek nahi hai.

Ankita: Kab wapas aayenge aap?

Uncle: Pata nahi, ek hafta shayad.

Ankita: Ek hafta? Shop kon kholega fir?

Uncle: Uski zaroorat nahi padegi. Agar mann kare to khol lena.

Ankita: Theek hai.

After dinner, uncle called me and said to take care of her wife and child while he was gone away. Since I was the only male big enough to take actions if something goes wrong.

The next day uncle went away leaving me and Ankita all alone. I thought this was an excellent chance and I just had to seduce Ankita enough. So, I started my moves.

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Hello everyone, this is my first story and I will be writing it in parts, as it is a long story. This is a true story of my life. So, without wasting your time, I will start the story.

My name is Akriti aur main 29 saal ki hu. Mera rang dusky hai, aur mera figure 34C-30-36 hai. Main ek chhote se shehar ki ladki hu, aur meri arrange marriage hui hai. Mere husband ka naam Yash hai, aur wo ek journalist hai. Wo Noida mein job karte hai.

Main shadi ke baad unke hi sath Noida aa gayi thi. Hamari married life achi chal rahi thi. Yash kaafi caring hai, aur mera poora khayaal rakhte hai. Yash ka ek bahut acha dost bhi hai. Umang jo hamse milne aksar ghar aata rehta hai, jis wajah se meri bhi Umang se dosti ho gayi.

Uska ghar bhi paas mein hi tha, to main bhi kabhi-kabhi free time mein usse milne chali jati thi. Umang unmarried hai aur akela rehta hai.

Sab kuch sahi chal raha tha, aur meri shadi ko 2 saal ho chuke the. Fir ghar waale bachhe ki zid karne lage. Hamne bachhe ke liye 4 maheene try kiya, but kuch nahi hua. Fir jab maine doctor ko dikhaya, to sab normal nikla.

Uske baad maine Yash ko bola: Aap bhi check up karwa lo.

To unhone saaf mana kar diya ki unme koi problem nahi hai. Unhe apni mardangi par poora yakeen tha. Main ab poori tarah pareshaan ho chuki thi, kyunki ghar waale bahut pressure daal rahe the.

Tabhi ek din Umang aaya aur bola: Bhabhi, chai pila do. Us time Yash ghar par nahi the, aur mujhe ghar waale phone par taane de chuke the, jisse mera mood kharaab tha. Mujhe aise dekh kar Umang ne poocha –

Umang: Bhabhi, kya hua?

Aur main us time itni vulnerable thi, ki sab bata diya.

Fir Umang ne bola, ki wo help karega meri. Usne mujhe kuch fruits bataye aur bola –

Umang: Inka juice Yash ko pila do.

Maine wahi kiya, lekin result nahi aaya. Fir main depression mein jaane lagi. Bachhe ke liye desperate ho gayi thi main.

Umang ne bola: Bhabhi, surrogacy se karwa lo na.

Fir maine same cheez Yash ko batayi, to wo bole –

Yash: Natural way mein hi hoga, warna naa sahi.

Ye sun kar main depressed ho gayi.

Fir ek din Umang mujhe hospital le gaya aur bola-

Umang: Kaafi sperm donor hai, aap tension matt lo. Aap kisi aur ke sperm se surrogate ho jao.

Mujhe uska idea acha laga, but baat jab paperwork ki aayi, tab husband ka concent hona bhi zaroori tha usme. Mera dil ek baar fir toot gaya. Tabhi Umang ne mujhse bola –

Umang: Bhabhi, bura na maano to ek baat bolu?

Maine kaha: Haa.

Umang: Bhabhi, meri nazar mein ek aadmi hai. Kaafi strong hai. Agar aapko bachha chahiye, to usse sex karke ho sakta hai.

Mujhe is baat par bahut gussa aaya, aur maine Umang ko ek zordaar thappad maar diya.

Fir main boli –

Me: Tum pagal ho kya?

Uske baad na Umang kuch bola na main, aur main ghar aa gayi. But Umang ki baat mere dimaag mein ghoomti rahi. Fir maine Umang ko message kiya-

Me: Theek hai, I am ready. But Yash ko is baat ka pata nahi chalna chahiye. Aur agar bachha hota hai, to ye usi ka bachha hoga samjhe?

Umang meri is baat par ready ho gaya, aur bola –

Umang: Theek hai. Main us aadmi se baat karke aapko batata hu.

Maine kaha: Okay.

Umang ne fir reply kiya: Bhabhi, aap date bata do apne periods ki, jiske hisaab se hum decide kare, ki sex kab karna hai. Taaki conceive ho sake. Aur ek baar mein conceive ho jayega, iski guarantee nahi hai. Isliye aapko lagbhag 10 din karna padega sex.

Iska jawab maine okay diya, kyunki mujhe aisi baatein karne mein sharam aa rahi thi. Fir maine Umang ko apne periods ki date batayi, aur fir usne saari calculation karke mujhe bataya-

Umang: Abhi best time hai. Maine gynecologist se bhi pooch liya hai. Kal subha aapko baaki cheeze batata hu.

Fir umang ka agle din message aaya: Bhabhi aap parlour wagaira chali jao. Meri baat ho gayi hai. Parso mere flat par wo aa jayega.

Ye sun kar meri heartbeat bahut tez ho gayi. Lekin main itni desperate thi ki peeche nahi hatt sakti thi.

Fir main parlour gayi. Waha maine bleach, facial full body wax karwaya, jiske baad main bala ki khoobsurat lag rahi thi.

Yash ke poochne par maine bola: Main itne din se sad thi, isliye self care karke khud ko khush mehsoos karane ki koshish kar rahi hu.

Maine apni pussy hair bhi wax kiye, jisse meri pussy makhmal jaisi smooth ho gayi thi. Yash ke office jaane ke baad maine sabse achi wali black saree pehni, jisme main bomb lag rahi thi. Fir main Umang ke flat ki taraf chal di. Umang bhi office jaane ke liye ready ho raha tha, aur bola-

Umang: Bhabhi, aap baitho, wo aadmi aata hi hoga. Main office jaa raha hu.

Ye sun kar main darr gayi, ki main akele kaise rahungi ek anjaan aadmi ke sath. Fir  Umang bola –

Umang: Tension nahi lo bhabhi, wo acha aadmi hai. Kuch nahi hoga.

Ye bol kar Umang mujhe apne flat par akela chhodh gaya.

Main ab flat par akeli thi, aur mera dil zoro se dhadak raha tha, yahi soch-soch ke ki wo aadmi kaise hoga. Maine socha, ki kahi main galat to nahi kar rahi thi. Main ye sab soch hi rahi thi, ki tabhi bell baji. Maine uth kar gate khola, to ek 6 foot 2 inch ka aadmi tha.

Us aadmi ke saamne main 5’2″ ki bahut naati lag rahi thi. Usne stubble beard maintain kar rakhi thi. Aur uska colour saawla tha, mujhse thoda sa zyada dark.

Fir usne bola: Ji, wo mujhe Umang ne bheja hai. Mera naam Hemant hai, aur main 27 saal ka hu.

Maine usko andar bulaya, aur bedroom mein bithaya. Fir maine usse poocha –

Main: Paani-waani kuch lenge.

Usne bola: Paani bhi lenge, aur aapki bhi lenge.

Ye sun kar main kuch nahi bol payi, aur andar paani lene chali gayi. Main Umang ke ghar aksar aati rehti hu, to mujhe pata hai konsa samaan kaha rakha hai.

Main uske liye paani layi, aur usko paani diya. Fir usne mujhe ek report di, aur bola –

Hemant: Ye meri HIV negative report hai. Umang ne bola tha aapko dikha du.

Maine report dekhi, aur boli: Theek hai.

Usne bola: Aise door khade rehne se kuch nahi hoga. Aapko paas aana hoga.

Fir main darte hue uske paas jaa kar baith gayi. Usne bag mein se ek goli nikali, aur paani ke sath wo goli khaa li. Fir usne mujhe bhi ek-doosri goli di, aur bola –

Hemant: Aap ye khaa lo, isse aapka darr khatam ho jayega.

Maine usse paani liya. Mere hath kaamp rahe the, aur kaampte hue hatho se wo goli khaa li. Maine bina soche ki wo kis cheez ki goli thi, usko khaa liya.

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My beautiful, loving aunt Anupama. After my mother, she has been the most important woman in my life. She is my mother’s twin. They looked so alike that I had confusion telling them apart till I turned nineteen.

There were times when my mother had to go out. So she would call Anupama to come to spend the afternoon. I would spend hours playing with her, eating the food she cooked, and watching TV.

I wouldn’t realize the woman on the couch with me was not my mother until my actual mother returned home. She was that identical. Not just the face and body but also mannerisms.

During our family functions, when something bad happened, I would accidentally hug Anupama instead. She would gladly accept my embrace. Many times, I shared my feelings without knowing whether the woman I was talking to was my aunt or my mother.

Actually, it didn’t matter because Anupama was as caring as my mother. She would give me all the right advice. There was one time when I asked something. But my mother had no answer for it, so she switched places with Anupama to give me my answer.

It was something related to girls. Since I hit puberty, I have felt a strange attraction toward girls. While my mother felt uncomfortable, Anupama was open to answering all my questions.

As a child, I was too naive to know what to share and what not to share. But when I turned nineteen, I had matured. I still remember that evening. I told my parents, “I don’t want any celebration. If you believe that I am an adult now, you will leave me home alone. Go for Rajiv’s engagement. I’ll be okay here.”

I sent them away because a girl was going to come over. She was my classmate who turned nineteen three months back. She had promised that once I turned nineteen, we would lose virginity together. I waited for her in our apartment. She didn’t come.

She just gave some lame excuse that she was having some lady problems. I was so heartbroken that I cried while eating the chocolate chip ice cream I bought for us after sex. I was very vulnerable when she saw me sitting on my bed crying.

By she, I mean my aunt Anupama. She had come with a birthday gift for me despite no party. Seeing me, she immediately dropped the present and came to hug me.

She tried calming me down while asking, “What is it? Why are you crying?”

I couldn’t tell. Although I had previously shared everything with her, I couldn’t speak at that moment when I saw her face.

“I can’t tell you this.”

“Why?”

“There are some things I can’t share with you.”

“Why is that?”

“Because you look like my mother.”

“But I’m not your mother.” she realized what could be the problem without me saying, “Is it a girl-related problem?”

I quietly wept as she continued with her deduction, “A girl was going to come over to celebrate your birthday with you. Perhaps you two were planning to make love. But last moment, her plans changed, and she didn’t come.”

“Yes,” I got angry, “And she gave some lame excuse, that bitch!”

She was a bit offended seeing my curse. She wiped my tears, saying, “Gaurav, you are a nice guy. If she didn’t come, that must be because she has a valid reason. Believe me. You have this strange cuteness that will make any woman fall in love with you.”

I smiled hearing that. It was exactly what I wanted to hear after my self-confidence was shattered. Still, that was not enough to bring me back to normal. She realized that.

“Gaurav, I was not supposed to say this. Your parents have planned a surprise birthday party for you. They’ll be here in an hour. So I want you to be your regular happy self before they come.”

I knew it. My parents would never leave me alone on my birthday. But I wanted something else that day. The gift of adulthood. The gift of losing my virginity. Sadly that was not going to happen anymore. She continued to speak,

“Gaurav, I can’t give you what you want. How about a kiss….”

“I’m not a child. I don’t thi-“

“…on the lips,” she spoke with complete seriousness.

Our eyes were locked as there was complete silence at that moment. She slowly moved her face close to mine. But then, I stopped her.

“This feels wrong. You are my aunt. You look exactly like my mother. It just feels weird.”

“I am your aunt, but we are not related by blood. Also, your mother and I don’t look the same. There are many differences that you haven’t noticed. Let me show you one,” she said while grabbing my hand and gently placing it on her neck.

She guided my fingers until I touched a black spot pimple underneath her right ear.

“If you look carefully, you won’t see your mother in me.”

While my hand was still feeling her neck, she placed her hands on mine and pulled me close for a gentle kiss. It was my first kiss, but she was an expert. We kissed for five long minutes, and she got me thoroughly excited. Not just our lips, our tongues touched and wrestled. There was a lot of exchange of saliva.

She forced herself on me, making me lean back on the bed. She got on top and continued to kiss. My eyes were shut as I took in all the pleasure through the warmth and wetness of her mouth. While we kissed, I had this sudden desire to cup her boob.

My right hand was shivering as I prepared it. After gathering some courage, I gently pressed my palm on her tit. The moment I touched her breast, the doorbell rang, so our lips had to detach.

For a moment, I felt that this kiss meant more to her than me. I was right. Invading my mouth was her way to celebrate her bachelorette party as she was to wed the next month. Since that kiss, I never saw her as my mother’s duplicate.

That moment was permanently imprinted on my memory. I used to remember the exact feeling even years after it happened. Whenever I thought of it, I used to get a huge erection, irrespective of where I was.

I am telling you all this because I went on a trip down memory lane when I was seated on the train heading to Delhi. It had been four years since that kiss. In that period, I did my engineering. Aunt Anupama got married and moved to Delhi.

We didn’t see her since her wedding. That is until I had to go to the capital city for a month-long internship before graduation. She had insisted on me coming to stay with her and her husband.

It was past midnight on the train. Remembering that beautiful moment gave me a massive erection. I wore my night shorts, so my dick was poking through the thin fabric. Fortunately, everyone on the train was asleep. I was in the middle berth trying to sleep while remembering my Anupama aunty.

Suddenly I felt a tight slap on my cheek. Unfortunately, not everyone was asleep. The female T.C., who was passing by, saw my erection. Coincidentally, opposite me was sleeping a Rajasthani bhabhi. Unlike me, she was facing away from the window, so the strong wind blew her sari up, exposing her bare thighs.

For some inexplicable reason, she was not wearing any underwear. When I opened my eyes, I saw lady T.C. fix that sleeping woman’s sari. She was a fair heavy chubby woman with big boobs. She was wearing a suit. She was very angry.

Her eyes were red with rage as she came close to my face and said, “Come with me.”

I followed her to the toilet space between two compartments. The train was racing in the middle of the night. There was complete darkness inside and outside except for dim guiding light for us to walk.

Do you remember how aunt Anupama said I have strange cuteness that would make any woman fall in love with me? That was one such moment. You wouldn’t believe what happened next. People were sleeping on the floor, but that woman didn’t care.

“I am hungry,” said the demoness and went on her knees. Then taking my dick out, she started sucking on it. She was being very aggressive about it. I could tell she was desperate. Her mouth kept sucking while she unbuttoned her coat and then her shirt.

Her massive breasts were exposed to me. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She played with her tits while sucking my cock. But whenever I tried touching them, she slapped my hand. She continued to give me a blowjob until the next station was near.

I masturbate a lot, so it took her a while to milk my cock. When the train was close, as the surrounding was getting brighter, she squeezed my balls hard. At that instant, my dick exploded inside her mouth. She swallowed it all. She then pulled up my shorts and then buttoned her shirt.

I didn’t realize this before. Despite being as tall as I am, this woman was taller than me. After we were done, the beastly woman looked down at me. I could see her mouth stained with my cum. For a moment, I felt as if she had the urge to kiss my lips. I didn’t want her to. Fortunately, she didn’t.

She warned me, saying, “I’ll return after this station. Don’t you dare touch that woman’s sari again. Or next time, I’ll put ‘my rod’ inside your ass.”

She then walked away, and I returned to my seat. Having recently ejaculated, I slept like a baby. These were just two of the many incidents I had experienced in my life when a mature older woman got sexual with me.

Let’s just say there were enough incidents for me to develop an attraction toward mature women more than girls my age. One downside of being a mature-chick magnet is that I was still a virgin after all these sexual experiences.

That was going to change. I would stay with aunt Anupama in her house during my month-long internship.

To be cunt-i-nude.

This is part one of the story about my beautiful aunt and me. Please tell me what you think about my story via email at [email protected]. Also, please share this story as much as possible so that it reaches Anupama aunty to let her know how I feel about her.