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This is a fictional story. All the characters are above 19.

In the previous story, we saw how the son fulfilled his fantasy of having oral sex with his mom and sharing his interest towards his sister. Then he ends up telling a marriage proposal.

The story continues.

Only one day was left. My dad and sister would join us anytime. Thinking about this, my beautiful milf mom and I were having sex everywhere in our home. She became my slut already.

Her gag reflex was completely vanquished. Now she could give ten blowjobs at a time. I mercilessly squeezed her boobs, and they got bigger than ever.

We both were almost naked for the next two days. Now she liked to sit on my face anytime. She would give me a blowjob whenever I want. We both brushed once, peed once, pooed once, bathed once, ate once and we were one.

Our main door was locked and I was sitting on the sofa watching cricket. On my lap sat my sex queen – my mom. I placed my left hand on her left boob from her back and started squeezing it. She put her hands over my head and kissed me passionately. Saliva dripped from over mouths. Who cares?

I put my right hand on her neck and pulled her towards my lips. We kissed roughly while she dug holes with her nails on my back. And I was squeezing her boobs mercilessly. We both broke the kiss and started staring into eyes of each other. We held each other’s heads tightly.

Then I put my hands on her neck under her hair and she put her hands in my hair. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back and bit her neck.

Mom: It is time, son. Your dad and sister might come anytime.

Me: Let them come so that I can fuck your daughter and you both at a time.

Mom: Do not speak like that son, she is your only sister.

Me (kissing her on the cheek): That is why I am fucking interested in her. She is your daughter first, then my sister.

Me: She came from your vagina. And you know better than anyone else. In this world, if there is only one person who cares about your vagina is no one other than me.

Me: You allowed me to drink your cum from it. Why in the hell you do not allow me to fuck your daughter who came from the same place?

Mom: Isn’t it illogical what you told me just now?

Me: Whatever humans do not like, is illogical to them. Why can’t she have sex with me while you can have it?

Mom: I do not know. I like you, I love you, I care for you. And I care about your sister as well.

Me: I love you too, mom. Even I care for her. She is my sister. Don’t you think she wants to have sex?

Me: It is our prime age to have some. And I have a strong feeling that she also wants to have sex with someone. So, why doesn’t that someone can be me?

Mom: I do not know, whatever I say first, later on, I end up giving up on it.

Me: You won’t give up on me. I know that.

Mom: Oh really, how do you know it?

Me: Because I am your son. I love you more than anything. You are my bitch, my only bitch. My only sex queen.

Mom: That I know. But how you are going to convince your sister about it?

Me: I will think about it later. Now, let me enjoy you.

With that, I and mom again started kissing, hugging, and caring for each other. She always wanted to sit on my lap. She would never leave it for a second. And I enjoyed it a lot.

Then I pulled her toward me tightly holding her back. And every time her soft fluffy boobs touched my chest gave me a rock hard-on. I immediately asked her for a blowjob.

Me: Mom, can you blow me?

Mom: Seriously, now?

Me: Yeah, please.

Mom: Ok. Anything for you, babe.

With that, she bent down and I stood up. I stripped my pants off. My bitch knelt before me, kissing her way up my inner thighs giving me no time to appreciate the always glorious moment.

Me (in my mind): Oh my God! This gorgeous woman is going to suck my dick again.

My milf mom became an exceptional bitch in giving blowjobs. She took all my cock in. My dick was in my mommy’s throat, saliva dripping out of her mouth, and eyes got watered. Still, she was not stopping.

She went up. I sat on the sofa and locked her around her waist with my legs. I started thrusting her throat and she was giving me the ultimate pleasure. I then put my hands on her head and pinned her down to my cock. The cock went deep into my mom’s mouth. I was in that position for a while and my mom bitch was not even giving flinch.

Suddenly, she patted me on the thighs, not because I came, but because of the sound of the doorbell. Yes, my father and sister were right behind the door trying to get in if someone opens the door.

Now I could not let my mom go. No man would do it for sure. And she knew it well. She then suddenly popped my cock out and said-

Mom: Son, do it quickly. They are here.

She stated sucking my dick very hard. The way she thumped my cock with jet speed gave my balls an unstoppable satisfaction and got tighter.

Within no time, I came in her throat, she took everything and popped my dick out. And a part of my semen fell on the ground. Then she bent down and licked it with her tongue.

While cleaning her face, she went to open the door and I stopped her holding her waist. And I pulled her onto my lap. Then I locked her with my hands and kissed her on the neck.

Mom: Son, they are here. Leave me.

Me: I will. But do not forget, dad should not lay hand on you. You are mine (I hugged her tightly). You are only mine. It is your responsibility to be safe. He should not touch my wife. Is it clear?

Mom (she did not know what to do): I will try. Leave me.

Then she opened the door and my dad was very much angry about it.

Dad: What is wrong with you, guys? Where were you all this time?

Me: I was in the bathroom dad, mom was having my ice cream and she put headset for listening to music. So we did not make it in time. Sorry, dad.

My dad ignored it and went inside. And my other wife came in and hugged my mom.

Sister: Mommy, I missed you so much. I wished you were there.

Me: Mom was busy with her work kiddo. Didn’t you miss me?

Sister: Oh yes my brother, that I did for the past seven years.

And she hugged me. Although my sister’s boobs did not comfy me as my mother, they were okay. Her hair held loose as always. I hugged her very tightly and looked at my mom. She was confused that she was not understanding what was going on.

It was dinner time and we all had our dinner. After dinner, everyone went to their respective rooms to sleep. My mom was washing the dishes. Then I went to the kitchen and hugged her from the back. I kissed her on the ear and told

Me: Come to my room in the night, bitch.

Mom: Leave me, son, if anyone sees us that’s it.

Me: Ok. Come soon.

She went to her bedroom and I went to mine. All the lights were off. It was midnight and she was still not coming. I got something fishy and went to check.

My parent’s room was locked. Then I put my ear on the door. My instincts were right. My dad was fucking his wife, who is my wife now. I was so angry and went from there thinking how my dad was fucking his wife. Then I slept thinking about them.

I slept on the sofa where she gave me a blowjob yesterday night. Then I woke up with the voice of the woman I loved, my mom. I opened my eyes and saw my mom. She just took bath and her towel was wrapped over her head as every woman does after a bath. She was in a green saree and wearing a pink blouse. Then I said-

Me: I am leaving for the hostel, bitch.

I already packed my bags in the night and waited to tell to my mom.

Then mom asked: What is wrong with you, son?

Me: Where is your husband?

Mom: He went to the office.

Me: What happened between you two in the night?

Mom: How, how do you know?

Me: I got to know somehow. I gave you a simple task that no one should touch you, which you failed to do so. You broke my trust. And I don’t want to live with you. So I am leaving.

And I started going out. She held my hand and started crying.

Me: Leave me, bitch.

Suddenly, I saw my sister standing far besides us and listening to us. Then she came near us and asked mom –

Sister: Mom, what is happening?

Sister: What did you do to her, brother?

Me: You want to hear it out?

Sister: Yes, I do.

Me: I will show you instead.

I held my sister’s hand and took her to the sofa and I made her sit on it.

Me: Whatever happens, do not shout and speak until I finish.

And then I went near my mom. I pulled the towel over her head and threw it away. The water droplets ran down her neck and breast, magnifying her beauty.

I pulled her onto me and started licking the water droplets on her neck. I held her by the waist and pinched her belly hard for which she moaned, “Aaahh..”

Now my sister went into shock. It took her a couple of minutes to gain her senses and then she spoke loudly –

Sister: What the fuck?!

Me: Told you before, be silent and speak in the end.

My mom was not able to do anything. She did not know how to react now. So she stood silent while I was doing my work. Then I held my mom tight and continued licking her neck while fondling her tits over her saree.

I pulled down my pants and revealed my huge big black cock to my sister and mother. My mother knew it well, but my sister didn’t.

I then removed her pallu. I tore the pink blouse open aggressively. Her tits popped out. Looking at those tits, my sister went into a dilemma. I kissed, licked, and sucked those boobs in front of my sister over which my mom stood silent. I bit her tits where I made red marks on the white skin.

Then I removed my mom’s saree and petticoat too. My sister saw with intriguing eyes. I turned my mom and pushed her toward the wall. I then pinned her toward the wall directly staring into my sister’s eyes.

Me: Look what I am going to do to our mom.

Then I grabbed her by the waist. I pulled my mom close and bend her down, with her ass pointing at me. I held the hips and inserted my dick from behind.

I slowly went near her navel to her breast with my hands while I fuck her from behind. I pinched my mom’s erect nipples.

My sister was not in this world right now. She was not understanding what the fuck was going on. Then she dropped her jaw and looked at us passionately.

I moved my hip back and forth, pulling my dick in and out of her. And I grabbed my mom’s hair and pulled her back very hard. Then I pulled her hair and thrust my dick deep inside her pussy for which she moaned, “Aaaahhhhhhh.”

My mom was moaning loudly in front of my sister. Automatically my sister put her hand on her pussy.

After a few very good rounds of thrusts, I came. I pulled my cock out and ordered my mom to clean it. She put my cock in her mouth and cleaned it freshly.

Looking at this visual, my sister got dumbfounded, her jaws  dropped in awe, and she completely went into shock. I kissed my mom on the lips while looking directly into my sister’s eyes.

Me: Now, listen carefully my dear sister. I want to fuck you also. I will only come to the home if it happens. Or else, forget me.

My mom stood silent and watched us.

Me: I love you, mom. Please convince her. I know you’ll call me after it, I’ll be waiting for your call. (And I went out kissing my mom on her lips.)

This was all my plan. And I knew this would work definitely – telling my mom not to indulge in sex with his husband, intentionally messaging my sister to come out of the room to hear our conversation, and doing all this drama just to have a threesome with my mom and sister.

Now I love them both, my mom and my sister.

It was been 27 days now. I did not get any call till now. On the 28th day, it was a Tuesday again and I got a call from the woman I loved, not before, but after my sister. I answered the call and spoke –

Me: Hello.

Sister: Hello, bro. What’s up?

Me: Nothing much. How is it going?

Sister: Very well. I want to talk about that thing.

Me: What thing?

Sister: Actually, you do not need to do that much drama. If you would have asked me before itself, I would have told ok to it. Fuck, all the drama, all the fun part, everything gone waste.

Me: I knew it before, but women don’t open up first, right? So I had to make a move.

Sister: Yeah, I know. Mom told me about it. And she told me many things about you.

Me: How is she?

Sister: She is doing good. But she is angry at you for leaving her again. She doesn’t want to speak to you.

Me: Ok, put the phone on speaker my love.

Sister: It is on speaker, my dear brother.

Me: I am sorry, mom. I do. I shouldn’t have done this. But I had to do it. You know it better than anyone.

Me: I am coming home, mom. Please accept my apology.

Mom: You bloody bastard! Come home quickly. I want to sit on your face. I will kill you, bastard.

Me: Only you have the right to do anything to me, mom. I am coming home.

Sister: And we have a surprise, brother.

Me: And may I know what is it?

Sister: Mom did not let even dad touch her in these 28 days. You are so lucky. And we both are ready to marry you.

Me: What the fuck did you say?

Mom: Yes, she is true. Now you can fuck us both at a time.

Sister: I barely want to feel your cock in my cunt bastard brother. Come soon.

Me: I will teach both of you bitches a lesson once I get there.

Mom: Come bastard. We will see.

Me: I will be home in 4 hours. I am coming.

Me: I will marry you both and fuck then and there itself.

Then I hung up the call and went to my home again.

To be continue.

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Hi guys. I’m back with another story after a long time. My name is Rajat, and I thank all the readers of my previous stories and their responses. Loved them all.

So without wasting much time, I would like to bring up an incident related to my neighbor Twinkle (name changed) in a new apartment.

So as you know, I work in Noida, and it’s difficult to stay in 1 place as a bachelor. So I changed to a new apartment and started living there for some time. There was a market outside the apartment where we could get daily essentials.

One day while I was in the market, my eyes fell on a lady who was shopping in the nearby shop. She was wearing a transparent saree. Anyone looking at her could guess her measurements.

She had the assets every man or boy would love to die for. I could see the top of her cleavage from her transparent saree, which turned me on for her. She had perfect measurements of 36-28-32. (I got to know it later).

I was awestruck by her beauty and stood there looking at her for some time. She took her essentials and went inside the same apartment where I was staying.
I took my essentials from the shop and followed her. I learned she was living 2 buildings away from mine.

I dreamt of her and masturbated that day in the apartment. It became a regular habit of mine to see her in the market or the apartment area.

I got to know that she was in her early 30s. She was married, and her husband was in the Navy and used to come home in 6 months. So for those times, she used to live alone.

One fine day while I was shopping, I saw her in the shop as usual. She was 2 shops away from mine. She had not noticed me all this while looking at her assets and craving them. I got distracted by her for my essentials for a little time.

When I looked back at the shop, she was not there. I felt sad, realizing she was gone. I took my essentials and turned to the other side to return to the flat. There she was, standing right in front of me now. She was behind me and looking at my face and wasn’t happy at all.

She asked me in a low, angry tone, “What happened?”

I did not expect a situation like this to happen, and in a frightening low tone, I replied, “Nothing.”

She- Why do you always stare at me? What do you want?

I was embarrassed to know that she knew about that and replied- “I’m sorry. I did not mean any harm.”

Saying this, I left the place. For the next few days, I stopped looking at her the way I used to look. I used to lower my eyes and leave the place whenever she was nearby.

When we were in the same lift, I sometimes pretended to look at my phone or on the ground when she was around but never at her. She was noticing my actions, I guess.

One day it was raining when I was returning from my office. I gave the money to the autorickshaw wala and rushed towards the nearby basement to prevent myself from getting drenched in the rain. As soon as I reached the basement, she was also there.

She was also drenched in the rain. She was carrying some packets she could not carry after shopping. Our eyes met, and an awkward silence was there between us. Other people were also around, but her appearance made me uneasy.

Due to rain, her saree had gotten stuck to her body and were complimenting her assets very well. Anyone could have seen her cleavage and deep smooth navel and would have liked to masturbate. I was about to leave when I heard a voice calling my name. As you can expect, she was the one.

She- Hey, Rajat.

Me (turned around)- Hi!

She- Could you please help me take my belongings to my place?

I nodded to her request, took the packets I could carry, and followed her to her apartment. We entered alone in the lift. I was following her all this while. I liked how her wet ass and saree moved together in both directions.

After reaching the apartment, we both entered together. After entering there, we both kept her belongings. She removed the water from her saree by squeezing it. A small light nearby was also helping to show her great assets.

There was no one in her apartment. I looked away from her, and she turned towards me. I was about to leave. But then she asked me to sit, for which I refused and told her, “Sorry, I’m in a hurry.”

Her request changed into a commanding tone, leaving me with no option but to follow her. She asked me the same question, why I always looked at her?

Her question made me nervous, and now there was no possibility of ditching the same. I replied, “Sorry, it won’t happen again.”

She-What did you like about me that you were so much looking into me?

While asking me, she bowed a bit, exposing a little more of her cleavage in front of my eyes. I could not make eye contact and reply to her, so she again asked in a higher tone, “Tell me!”

Me- I did not mean any harm, but you are beautiful, and I had a crush on you, and…

She- What and? (In a commanding tone)

Me (in hesitation)- I like your smooth cleavage when you wear those transparent sarees and show your deep navel. If I had a chance, I would have loved to suck your boobies to the fullest and lick your navel and any part around your boobs that you would love to be touched.

Even I was shocked by the words I used in front of her. She stood in the same position. I could see her face relaxing a bit and a shy smile on her face. Within no time, she came towards me, took my face and started kissing my lips, holding my face tightly.

I could not believe her response, and it took me some time to believe what was happening. We both were wet due to the rain. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest as she took deep breaths and moved her boobs up and down.

She then broke the kiss and took me to sit on the sofa. There we both started kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow. I was moving my hand on her wet back, and at the same time, we had a tongue fight.

We both were wet from the rain, and this act made me very horny. She was sitting on my lap, and we had been kissing for approximately 5+ mins. Still, these actions made me hesitant, and she kept her control. She took my left hand and placed it on her boobs. This removed my hesitation.

I removed her pallu, and her cleavage was now in front of me. I can hear their boobs shouting in my head to suck them very hard. I started sucking on her cheeks and went down to her neck, sucking them, upper chest to the top of her cleavage and sucked every part.

With my left hand, I started gently pressing her right boobs. She let a low but long moan at my actions. She placed her hands on my left hand to press her boobs harder. By this time, my confidence was at the top level. I started pressing her boobs and sucking her skin between those big melons.

It became wetter from the saliva in my mouth. I removed her blouse gently, and now she was in her bra only at the top. She stopped me there and removed my shirt and pants at that time. I was only in my undies. She pressed my dick from above them as it was full by that time.

I also removed her saree and the thread of her petticoat. There she looked like a sex goddess in her black bra and panty with those big boobs begging me to set them free. She started kissing me and came down by kissing my chest and nipples towards my undies.

She removed them in one go. I was now naked in front of her with my 5.5 in. dick near her face. She took my dick in her hand and started stroking gently. She took the tip of my dick in her mouth. Her tongue started doing good magic with them, making me reach cloud 9.

She held my balls with her left hand and gave me a blowjob. With her tongue, she brought back my foreskin in her mouth from the tip of my dick. I laid back my head and enjoyed the moment. She licked the full length of my dick, and after 5 minutes of her blowjob, I cum on her face.

She smiled as she liked it and came on top of me. It was an indication for me to return the favor. I held her and started kissing from her neck to her boobs. I unhooked her bra with my hands from her back and set those melon-like juicy boobs free.

It was a great sight as water drops were coming down from her cheeks and neck to the valleys of her boobs and nipples. Those were perfectly paired boobs which I started licking slowly from the top of her left boobs to the sides, lower area. Finally coming to the cherry on the cake, her big brown nipples.

I started sucking her left boobs and nipples. With my one hand, I was pressing her right boob. My left hand, which was exploring her back, came down to her ass cheeks. I started pressing them. It made her very horny, and she started moaning louder.

Soon my hands reached her asshole area. I tried to insert my finger in her from over her panty. She let out a moan and started pressing my head into her boobs. After sucking both her boobs for a good 15 minutes, she laid me down on my back.

She came on top of me and sat on my face gently. I gave a small kiss from top of her panty to her clit and pussy and kissed her inner thighs. After a few minutes, I slowly removed her panty and freed her love hole. She was moaning and begging me to eat them, which I obliged.

I started eating her pussy and tonguing her in her love-hole pussy. I could see the expressions on her face from the space between her perfect boobs. She held my hair and forced me more towards her pussy. I started pressing her boobs simultaneously while licking her pussy.

Her moans were echoing in the whole empty house now. She had her first orgasm on my face within a few minutes, but I did not stop. I continued to suck and now finger her pussy. She was trying to stop me as she had just had her orgasm, but I was in no mood to make her rest by then.

I used my force to keep her in the position and continued fingering her, and she was kind of now shouting. I continued fingering for the next 4-5 minutes until she had her 2nd orgasm in the same position.

Now we both were tired. She laid on top of me with a sense of relaxation. Her boobs were pressing on my chest. I explored her back and ass and the other body parts using my hand. After resting for a few minutes, I was again hard and came on top of her.

I took my dick near her face, which she took into her mouth. I took out a condom from my wallet and applied it to my fully-grown dick. I brought my dick near her pussy and started teasing her by not inserting it in her pussy. She was taking deep breaths.

Her boobs were jiggling up and down, up and down. I took my dick near her love-hole pussy and stopped there, continuing to tease her. I rubbed it harder on her sensitive  clit area, making her twitch as she just orgasmed twice. I started kissing her lips, waiting for the right moment.

When she was least expecting, I inserted my dick deep in her hole till my whole dick went inside in the first go. She was trembling from this act and was about to scream. I continued kissing her lips so that she could not make much sound.

After her pain came down, I started to and fro motion and fucked her in the same missionary position for 10 minutes. The water and sweat on our bodies were mixing and making the environment hornier.

She was shouting, “Rajat, chod daal mujhe, please mat rukna, aur zor se chodo, Please fuck me harder.” I increased my pace and started going deep as I could into her.

The silence in the hall made the fuck sound echoing when our bodies were meeting, “Chapp, chapp,” whenever I pumped in her. I turned her half and came in a sideways scissor position. I fucked her for the next 5 minutes in the same position.

I was pressing her boobs whenever I felt. I was exploring her ass and inserted 1 finger there. I again took out my dick and turned her in the doggy style. She was already exhausted due to her double orgasms and the act. So I only had to initiate most of the things. I started fucking her in that position for a good over 5 minutes.

Her good melon boobs were jiggling up and down with the thrusts and were syncing with our flow. I increased my speed when I was about to cum, and she increased her moaning. I came deep inside her in my condom and took a long breath.

I took out my dick, and she turned around, and I fell on her. It was raining outside the house and just finished raining inside on the sofa between us. I laid on top of her, and we slept for 2-3 hours. When she woke up, we kissed again deeply.

She- Thank you, Rajat. I needed this after so many days. Please continue this for some days. You have my permission to fuck me in whatever way you want.

Me- Sure, I’ll fuck you in whatever way pleases you.

I again started kissing her.

It turned on both of us, and again we fucked on the couch in bed. Even in the bathroom with her legs on my shoulder and my dick inside her. I even tit fucked her in the end and came on her face and her tits which she liked as it was a good hot sperm.

After that day, we had many more sessions after my office hours. We never wore any clothes when we were alone in her or my flat.

So that was the end of my story. I hope you enjoyed reading the story of my romance with a neighbor aunty. Please share your comments and feedback with me via email at [email protected].

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Shaazia slammed the door as she walked out of the house.

“What does he mean by ‘dress modestly’? I’m in a traditional salwar kameez. The only thing that I should do is cover from head to toe. No way.” She thought as she stormed out.

She goes to the parking lot and finds her car has a flat tyre.

“Fuck! What timing!” she thinks before pulling out her phone and booking a cab.

Within a few minutes, she’s on her way to the office.

Shaaz, as she’s called by many, hails from a well-educated, ultra-modern family. She’s an architect and is used to wearing western dresses, smoking and drinking occasionally. After getting married to Aftab, she struggled to adjust. Aftab’s work made her move from Mumbai to Bangalore.

She didn’t want to work post-marriage but had to join this small architecture firm as Aftab lost his job and could not find another one. While they’re financially well off, she started working. She couldn’t bear Aftab being home the whole day – she was missing her personal space.

The other reason for Shaaz to take up a job is Aftab’s family. Aftab comes from a conservative family. Given he no longer works, they would be asked to shift back to Mumbai, and she would have to stay with her in-laws. While she doesn’t have a mother-in-law, her father-in-law lives with Aftab’s elder brother.

Aftab’s younger brother migrated to Canada. The arrangement is that Aftab’s father lives in Mumbai for 8 months and spends 2 months each in Bangalore and Canada. Given that they’re very conservative, Shaaz doesn’t want to shift to Mumbai and live with her in-laws permanently. She’s okay to bear her FIL for 2 months.

Aftab also thinks that women should stay indoors and manage the house. They should be subservient to men and willingly spread their legs whenever the men want. On the same note, for him, sex is all about mounting, pumping and cumming. And yeah, an occasional smooch if he’s aroused a lot.

Given that he doesn’t last long, Shaaz thinks there’s a competition between sex with Aftab and cooking Maggi 2-minute instant noodles. Aftab wins with more than a minute to spare.

Whenever she tried to tell him about foreplay or seeing a doctor to increase his duration, Aftab’s ego played up, and he always went ballistic. She began taking it silently, and now spreading her legs for a minute became a weekly routine for her.

As if that wasn’t enough, her workplace has its own story. The firm’s owner, Vicky, is a 58-year-old guy, 30 years older than her. Though he maintains himself very well and looks like a 40-year-old, he’s a no-nonsense guy. It’s been a little more than 10 months since she joined.

She probably saw him smile 4 or 5 times. He’s very direct and to the point when it comes to communication. Even at this age, he often comes to the office on his imported Ducati bike.

She’s the senior architect. In addition to her, there are 5 junior architects, 3 interns, an admin assistant and a housekeeper in the office. Shaaz is a very pleasant person by nature. She’s very friendly with the rest of the staff. One day, she cracks a joke to which all the staff laugh and they get noticed by Vicky.

He calls Shaaz into his office and gives her an earful. From that day on, she never even dared to smile at work. The staff is in the age group of 23 to 30, and most of them are women. Two common things among all the women in that office are – they are scared of him, yet they all find him very hot.

His 6’1 height, muscular frame, crew cut and trimmed beard, aggressive gait, wheatish complexion, and rugged dressing sense. He has a voice that’s deep and commanding helps him command the kind of respect that he always gets.

These aspects of his personality turn on many women. But his touch-me-not approach keeps them at bay. The entire office knows he is single. No one knows anything more about him.

“Ma’am, we reached,” the driver interrupts her thoughts.

Her office is in a villa owned by Vicky in a premium residential colony. As she enters the office, she greets the other staff members and settles down in her chair. She could see the admin assistant coming out of Vicky’s office. She walks up to Shaaz and tells her, “Morning, Shaaz. Boss wants to meet you.”

Shaaz looks at her, puzzled.

The admin assistant says, “Some client visit in the afternoon, I guess. I heard him talk to someone over the phone about it.”

Shaaz walks in, and Vicky motions her to sit. As she sits, Vicky says, “Shaaz, have you heard of our client Mr. Sehgal?”

Vicky has the habit of personally looking into a handful of clients himself. No one else is allowed to even look at what happens. Those clients pay handsomely and are premium projects. Mr. Sehgal is one of them.

Shaaz says, “Yes sir – if I’m right, you personally look into it. Correct, sir?”

“Yes,” Vicky says, “I’d be traveling for the next couple weeks. Once back, I’d be busy with a few critical things. I need you to take Mr. Sehgal’s account over from me. I’ll explain the project design and the stage at which it is. Today afternoon, we both will go to the site, and I’ll explain the progress.”

“The client and the contractor would be there. I’ll introduce them to you. We’ll leave at 2. We’ll meet at 1 and have our lunch together. I’ll explain the project details while having lunch, and immediately after that, we’ll leave.”

“Sure, sir, I’ll come by 1,” Shaaz said as she got up to leave.

Sharp at 1 PM, Shaaz walks into Vicky’s office. Vicky ordered a pizza for them. Shaaz quickly grasped the critical aspects of the project, and they got up to leave at 2 PM.

As they stepped out of the office, Vicky gave her the site’s address and told her to follow his bike in her car. Shaaz said her car had a flat tyre and she would book a cab.

“If you have no problem, you can come with me on my bike. A cab would take time. From the site, you return to the office in a cab while I’ll go to another site and then return,” Vicky said.

Shaaz followed him, and they went to the site on his bike. Though Vicky was driving the bike carefully, the design of the bike was such that they were very close. She had initially tried to hold the part of the bike behind her.

But as Vicky slowed down near a speed breaker, she had to lean forward to balance. In the process, her chest pressed against his back. It will be a 30-minute ride, and many such instances will occur. She wondered what to do to avoid this.

As if he had read her mind, Vicky said, “Hold my shoulders and sit. That would be more comfortable.” She thought it made sense and put her hands on his shoulders, holding him. What she could definitely not miss were his broad and muscular shoulders. She always admired men with good shoulders.

Oblivious to her thoughts, Vicky explained the route and the landmarks to keep in mind – just so it becomes easy for her when she comes next. He also mentioned to her that it was a holiday for the workers. But the contractor would be at the site, and he’ll introduce her.

It began to rain when they were 500 meters from the site. The site is in an upcoming residential colony. Hence, they didn’t have any place to stop and take shelter. By the time they rushed to the site, parked the bike, got down and ran into the house under construction, they got drenched.

The house is being built on a big plot. From the plan, Shaaz knew it was a G+2 structure. The house is built at 3 feet above the ground level. As of now, the concrete work on the ground floor and first-floor slab are complete. It’s probably 25-30% of the work.

As they rushed in, they realized that they were drenched. Vicky brushed off the water from his head, walked around, and checked the place. Shaaz was busy looking at Vicky. She admired his gym-sculpted body from behind.

Just then, Vicky got a call – the contractor said he couldn’t come due to the heavy rains. He turns around and informs Shaaz about it.

As he tells her about the contractor not coming, he can’t miss something. The rain-drenched Shaaz’s kameez hugged her body. The weather was a bit cold, and he could see goosebumps on her forearms.

One thing that happens to Shaaz is that whenever the weather is cold or she’s aroused, her nipples protrude, and their shape becomes visible. That’s why she usually wears padded bras. For some reason, she was in a normal bra, and they were pretty evident. That didn’t miss Vicky’s sight.

He never saw Shaaz that way, and now she’s like a sex Goddess to him. He was no more seeing her; he was staring, making Shaaz very conscious. She immediately turned her gaze away from him. They both realized what was happening.

He just mumbled, “Sorry,” and then there was an awkward silence between them.

Shaaz broke the silence by saying, “Shall we go up and see?”

“There isn’t anything up. They are just preparing to lay the second-floor slab. But we can go up and see. With this downpour, we can’t leave, and there isn’t anything else we can do,” Vicky responded.

Shaaz began walking to the stairs, and Vicky followed her. As she began climbing the stairs, he couldn’t help but admire her beauty from behind. While her salwar wasn’t tight fitting, it still couldn’t hide the shape of her butt.

“One of the sexiest pieces of art I’ve ever seen,” Vicky thinks.

As she climbs the stairs, the uneven floor and high-heeled footwear twist her ankle. As she’s about to fall, Vicky holds her with both hands on her waist. He simply loves the shape of her waist.

As she recovers, Vicky says, “You should remove your footwear. What you’re wearing doesn’t suit these places.”

She nods and looks around for support. She intends to stand on one foot, lift the other and remove her footwear. She sees Vicky standing one step below her. Placing her hand on his shoulder casually, she removes her footwear.

Vicky is surprised at this. She doesn’t even ask him for his permission. And what surprises him even more, is that he didn’t mind it – on the other hand, he liked it. She holds her footwear in one hand and walks ahead, swaying her hips. Vicky looks at her, mesmerized. He’s smitten by this beauty.

On the other hand, Shaaz is looking ahead and walking. Her female instinct tells her that Vicky is watching her. She loves the attention of a man much older than her. She’s excited and anxious at the same time.

Just then, Vicky’s phone rings. “Oh, is it? Okay. Look at the situation and decide. If you want to, you can leave for the day,” he says and ends the call.

Shaaz turns around and looks at Vicky. “From our office. The staff wants to leave early, so they’re not caught in the rain. I told them to leave if they want to,” Vicky says.

Shaaz nods and continues to walk on around. Vicky says, “I think we should also leave, but the only thing is that it’s still raining.” Shaaz responds, “I have no problem. I anyways have to cross our office to go home. Would you please drop me back at our office? I’ll take a cab from there.”

Vicky says yes and begins to walk towards the stairs while Shaaz follows him. As they approach the stairs, Shaaz grabs his hand by wrapping her arm around his elbow. With this, his arm is now closer to her chest. Vicky is shocked, and he turns his head to look at her.

Shaaz says “Just so I don’t slip again,” and smiles. He could feel his elbow brushing her right breast as they got down. He likes the sensation and tries hard not to move his hand.

As they approach the ground floor, he feels sad that the stairs have ended, fearing that Shaaz may stop holding his arm. True to his fears, Shaaz lets go of his hand.

The rain is drizzling now, and they both mount the bike. However, Vicky observed one change – while coming, Shaaz was holding his shoulders while on the bike. But now, her arms were on his thighs and to sit like that. She has to lean onto Vicky’s back which she was doing fully.

The drizzle hitting Vicky while his bike is speeding away makes his body cold, while Shaaz’s hug from behind gives him warmth. It’s a contrast; for Vicky, it’s like a dream.

Simply unbelievable!

What’s unfortunate is that they had to reach the office eventually. Vicky parks the bike, and they get down. Vicky looks at Shaaz. They both are a bit embarrassed by the turn of events and don’t know what to say.

Vicky breaks the silence and says “bye,” to which Shaaz says, “I’ll fresh up and then book my cab.” They both walk into the office completely drenched and don’t have clothes to change into.

Vicky’s office has a separate washroom that he uses alone. There are two washrooms outside for staff and visitors. Shaaz walks into the lady’s washroom while Vicky enters his office.

Vicky is in his office and pretending to look into his laptop and work. But his mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of Shaaz and her behavior. He is utterly confused about how to read her acts. The more he thought, the harder it got for him mentally and physically. Just then, he gets a call.

At the same time, Shaaz was in the washroom thinking about the last few hours. She was surprised with herself – how gutsy she was in the way she took the lead. She found it strange that she never harbored such feelings for Vicky. But she’s unable to figure out how she got drawn into him.

She wondered if Vicky would now take the lead or, if he didn’t, should she. Should she stop him or go the whole distance if he takes the lead? Should she be doing it at all? Is she right in her thoughts? And so many more.

With all these thoughts, she comes out of the washroom and walks into Vicky’s room to say bye to him. She knocks on his door and walks in without waiting for his response. For some reason, in her mind, all the earlier barriers they had between them were broken.

“Make it fast, see you,” says Vicky, ends his call and looks up to see Shaaz walking in. She walks straight to his table, places a hand on the table, says, “I’m leaving,” and turns around to leave.

He gets up from his chair and holds her hand. Shaaz is shocked at this. Her heartbeat increases. She turns around, and for the first time, their eyes meet. As they look into each other’s eyes for a couple of seconds, Vicky tightens his grip on her arm and pulls her towards him.

In a jiffy, she lands in his arms, and they both hold each other tightly. Vicky has his hands wrapped around her waist while Shaaz puts her hands around his neck. Their wet clothes and contrasting warm bodies give them a unique feeling.

Vicky slowly moves his left hand up her spine to her neck and gets it under her hair. Holds her hair and gently pulls her head back. They again look into each other’s eyes. Shaaz closes her eyes, raises her toes and gently opens her lips as if she’s inviting Vicky to take them.

Vicky doesn’t let go of this invite. He bends down and grabs her lips. First, a peck. Then he grabs her lower lip between his lips and begins to suck it. In no time, their tongues are deeply intertwined. They’re passionately kissing each other.

Shaaz could feel that she was completely melting in Vicky’s arms. She has surrendered herself to him. She’s okay with whatsoever he would do to her. In fact, she wants him to do whatsoever he wants.

As they continue to kiss, his hand slips from her waist and lands on her shapely butt. She has one of the sexiest butts – not too big, small, and firm. He grabs a cheek of the butt, squeezes it hard and pulls her closer to him. Her boobs go further into his chest, and her hands around his neck further tighten.

After what seems like an eternity, they barely separate. Vicky holds the edges of her top, and she lifts her hands to help him remove it. He throws away the top on a chair nearby. In no time, her bra joins the top of the chair.

Shaaz is now standing topless in front of her manager, with whom she kept a distance until a few hours back. Vicky could not believe a woman could be so beautiful. Fair skin with no blemishes. Firm boobs were nice and round, areola that light brown, pointed nipples.

A waist that resembled an hourglass and a deep naval. The flab on her body is perfectly placed. Vicky is mesmerized by this beauty. Shazz could see him staring at her and blushed.

As if he remembers something, he begins to walk away from her. She’s perplexed and a bit irritated. He walks over to his table, removes his laptop and places it on his chair. He then goes on to clear the table and puts the stuff away.

Shaaz smiles and feels shy at the same time as she understands what Vicky is up to. Vicky walks back to her, holds her hand and guides her to the table.

As they reach the table, Shaaz stops and removes the rest of the garments before climbing onto the table. Vicky is both surprised and pleased to see her completely willing. The table is old-styled wooden with soft leather fixed in the center.

As she lies down on the table, her back feels cold. Half her head is outside one side of the table, and the other ends near her butt. She bends her legs and keeps her feet on the table edges to make them comfortable.

Shaaz was so busy adjusting to the table that she forgot that Vicky was observing her with admiration and a smile.

She suddenly looks at him and asks, “What?”

“You look so sexy,” says Vicky.

She blushes and invites him with her open arms. Without further delay, Vicky walks over and bends down to devour her lips. As he suckles her lips, he places one hand over her head, and the other begins traveling all over her body.

The tip of his fingers runs over her body ever so gently. They slide from her neck to her collar bone then to her chest area, before gently climbing over her mounds. “She’s got big assets,” he thinks as his fingers run over her boobs, sizing them up.

As they settle over her areola encircling it, “So sexy,” he says. “Ummm” is all Shaaz could say. She’s totally under Vicky’s control.

A complete surrender.

Her body has goosebumps. She’s never felt this way before. All her previous lovers have been very rough in handling her. She never knew that her body loved a gentle treatment so much. Her boobs have always been her weak spot – her point of no return.

His fingers travel further and reach her pussy. As he rubs the middle finger over her pussy, she finds that her pussy is leaking – it’s dripping wet. He uses his index finger to find her clit and gently caresses it. As he rubs her clit gently, he bends down to run his tongue over her nipple.

As such, Shaaz cums pretty quickly, and on top of it, Vicky is teasing her nipple while playing with her clit. Double whammy! Her body starts to tremble, and her pussy muscles begin tightening. She could sense an orgasm hitting her.

“Yeah, babe. Don’t stop. I’m cumming,” Shaaz screams uncontrollably.

Just then, Vicky stops what he’s doing. Shaaz looks at Vicky and says, “Why?”

“Will you follow my instructions?” Vicky asks.

“All yours, babe. You can do whatever you’d like to do with me,” Shaaz continues. “Now, please continue what you were doing. Don’t tease me like this.”

“Promise me, whatever happens now, you won’t stop,” Vicky insists.

“Yes, babe. I’m all yours. I beg you now. Please continue. I want to cum,” Shaaz says.

Vicky bends down to kiss her while he uses his left hand to play with her nipple, and his right hand returns to her clit.

“This is even better,” Shaaz thinks.

As the orgasm begins to mount, she suddenly feels a pair of hands grab her inner thighs, gently separate them and she can feel something thick penetrate her pussy, ever so gently. She loves the feeling but, at the same time, is surprised.

Her mind says that she should object, but her body defies her. The pleasure that she’s getting is unimaginable. She’s never felt like this. Deep and wet kisses, a pair of fingers encircling her nipple. A finger is playing with her clit by drawing circles around it.

At times pressing it, this ‘thick something’ penetrated her and moved in and out in a rhythmic motion. Her body stiffens and trembles vigorously. Her pussy muscles tighten. She needs to hold onto something to ensure she doesn’t fly off. Her right-hand grabs one side of the table, and her left hand the other side.

She doesn’t want this to stop. She wants this moment to continue forever. She feels that the pleasure waves running all over her body are so powerful that she may not survive them.

In no time, an earth-shattering orgasm hits her. As she cums, she uses her left hand to push Vicky’s face away from her face. She needs her mouth to help her draw more oxygen. What she was getting through her nose was insufficient.

As she manages to gather her breath, she looks up to see who Vicky’s partner in crime is. As she looks up, she finds a gray-haired, smart-looking man in his 60s who is still busy fucking her. As her body is getting ready for another orgasm, she looks at Vicky.

Understanding her puzzled look, Vicky says, “Shaaz, meet Mr. Sehgal. You’ll be helping him build his house.”

India ki popular aur famous serial, Tarak Mehta Ka Oolta Chashma ke bare mein aur unki cast ke baare mein to aap sabhi jaante hai. To jyada time waste naa karte hue sidhe story pe aata hu.

Good morning, Gokuldham.

To chalte hai aaj Shri Jethalal Gada ke ghar

To aap sabko pata hi ke Sunday ke din Jethalal shop pe jata nahi jate hai. Aur ab subah ka waqt hota hai. To Bapuji bhi mandir gaye huye hote hai. Aur Tapu niche ground mein sab friends ke sath khel raha hota hai.

Ghar mein sirf Jethalal aur Daya hi hote hai. Jethalal so raha hota hai to Daya usse uthati hai.

Daya: Tapu ke papa jaldi uthiye na bahut time ho gaya hai.

Jethalal: Daya! Mujhe sone de na, please. Waise bhi aaj Sunday hai.

Daya: Nahi Tapu ke papa! Please uth jayiye. Bapuji mandir gaye hue hai. Aayege to aap so rahe hoge to chillayege. Aur Tapu bhi khelne gaya hai.

Jethalal ye sunke khush ho jata hai, aur turant bed par beth jata hai.

Jethalal: Daya! Meri raani mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataya ke Bapuji ghar nahi hai. Woh mandir gaye hai. Aur Tapu bhi nahi hai ghar pe.

Daya: Kyun Tapu ke papa! Bapuji aur Tapu nahi hai to kya hua?

Jethalal: Aaj Sunday hai, subah subah mein aaj tere aur mere alawa koi hai bhi nahi. Kyun naa maza kiya jaaye? Dono maze karte hai.

Daya: Kesa maza, Tapu ke papa!

Jethalal: Arre, chodne ka maza, meri pyari Daya rani.

Yeh keh kar Jethalal Daya ko apni baahon mein bhar leta hai.

Daya: Tapu ke papa please abhi ye sab karege aur Bapuji aa gaye to…

Jethalal: Koi nahi aayega. Bapuji Sunday ko mandir se waise bhi late hi to aate hai. Aur Tapu to naasta karke gaya hoga to woh thodi abhi aayega.

Daya: Ha woh baat bhi sahi hai.

Jethalal: To fir Daya rani, start kare maza?

Daya: Ha kyun nahi mere raja.

Fir Jethalal Daya ko apne aur pass khinchta hai, aur Daya ke hontho par apne honthon ko laga deta hai. Dono ek dusre ko response dete hue kiss karte hai.

Fir Jethalal Daya ke sari ke pallu ko chhati (chest) pe se hata deta hai. Aur Daya ko gale par kiss karte karte woh Daya ka blouse khol deta hai. Fir Jethalal apne hontho ko Daya boobs par laga deta hai.

Aur Daya ke nipples bade pyar se chhote bache ki tarah chusta hai. Is tarah Jethalal Daya ke dono boobs ko chsuta hai. Daya ko bhi bahut maza aa raha hota hai. To Daya sirf siskariyan leti hai.

Fir Jethalal Daya ko bed pe sula deta hai. Dhire dhire aage badhte hue Daya ki naabhi mein kiss karta hai aur Daya ki puri sari khol deta hai. Aur pehle Dayaki bhosdi (pussy) ka upar ke hisse mein kiss karta hai.

Fir kiss karte karte Daya ki bhosdi ke ched me jibh daal daal ke chusta hai.

Daya: Aah, Tapu ke papa. Ah…Please karte rahiye, mujhe bohut acha lag raha hai.

Jethalal: Daya, tu dekhti jaa. Aaj tujhe me swarg ki sair karata hu.

Fir Daya ki bhos mein pani behne lagata hai. Aur Jethalal usko amrut samaj ke pi jata hai. Fir Daya beth ke Jethalal ka payjama kholne lagti hai. Aur Jethalal ka khada hua lund undewear se bahar nikalti hai.

Daya apne masum se hatho se Jethalal ka lund aur khada karti hai. Aur fir Jethalal so jata hai. Fir Daya Jethalal ke upper aake Jethalal ka lund lollypop ki tarah chus chus ke ek dam tight kar deti hai.

Fir Jethalal ka lund khada ho jata hai to Jethalal Daya ko sula deta hai. Aur apna lund Daya ki bhos ke chhed par rakhata hai. Aur fir ek hi baar me Jethalal ka 7.5 inches ka lund Daya bhabhi ki bhos mein chala jata hai. Aur Daya chillati hai.

Daya: O maaa mar gayi, Tapu ke papa please dhire kijiye.

Jethalal: Meri raani taklif hogi tabhi to majja aayega. Aur waise bhi ham Bapuji ke karan kaha roj kar pate hai.

Fir Jethalal Daya ko kiss karta hai aur dhakke lagana start kar deta hai. Aur bich bich mein Jethalal Daya ke rass bhare aam (boobs) chusta rehta hai. Ab Daya ka dard kam hone ke karan woh bhi maze le rahi hoti. Fir thode waqt baad Daya kehti hai.

Daya: Tapu ke papa ab aap niche le jaye main aap ke upper aa jati hu. Ab main dhakke lagati hu.

Jethalal: Meri bholi Daya tu kitna sochti hai mere baare mein.

Fir Jethalal Daya ke upper se niche utar woh sidha let jati hai. Aur Daya apni dono tange faila kar Jethalal ke lund ke upper sawar ho jati hai. 15-20 minutes dhakke lagane ke baad Daya jhaad jaati hai.

Par Jethalal jhada nahi hota. To Jethalal Daya ko ghodi banata hai aur doggy style mein Daya ki bhos mein dhakke laga raha hota. Aur Daya siskariyan le rahi hoti hai.

Daya: Aah, Tapu ke papa…Aur jor se fad dijiye meri bhos. Faad dijiye.

Jethalal: Ha Daya aaj tere bhoss ka bhosda bana hi duga meri randi.

Fir Daya ke ball (boobs) aage jhule ki tarah latak rahe hote hai. Thodi der mein Jethalal jhad ne wala hota hai to dhakke tezz kar deta hai. Aur Daya ki rasili bhoss mein hi jhad deta hai.

Dono kapde pehan hi rahe hote hai. Aur tabhi hi Bapuji aa jate hai.

Bapuji: O, Jethiya kaha hai tu?  Abhi tak utha nahi kya?

Jethalal fatfat kapde pehnta hai aur Daya jaldi se nahane chali jati hai.

Next part mein ham jayenge Bhide ke ghar par dekhne kya ho raha hai.

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Year 2012

The next day morning, I took a bath in the morning before serving breakfast to the housemates. I was in a brown saree, matching blouse black petticoat, and black pair of bra and panty. They rushed to their work and helped one by one and served food to them. Once everyone went to work, I called Ram uncle to take a bath and come for breakfast.

We ate breakfast and I told him to close the door and come. I put a mat and pillow on the floor and sat. I was double-minded and thinking about what was going to happen to me, but my breasts were somewhat paining.

As usual, he came to the room. I was lying on the mat and adjusted my pillow. Then I placed his pillow near my left breast and saw him. He nodded and lay on his pillow. I covered his head with my saree’s pallu and started to remove a few hooks in the blouse. He could see my actions inside the saree.

I had fed him many times but that day, my heart was beating again and again. Till then, he was some distance away from me.

I took my left breast out from the black bra. He rushed and took it in his mouth.

Me: Mama, do it slowly.

He did not say a single word and started sucking boobs very fast. I tried to become much closer to him and started to roam my hand over his head and back. And in return, his hand roamed from my hip to the entire back. Sometimes, he was putting his hand on my buttocks also.

Then he started to increase the speed of sucking and pressing my buttocks and the pace of my breathing changed.

Yes, I couldn’t control anything that happened there. I was about to orgasm, but he suddenly stopped. Without saying anything, he lifted my saree near my knees and completely removed my panty.

Suddenly, he started to lick my pussy. After 2 years, my pussy was touched by his mouth. I was in heaven, and moaning, “Uncle” and “Uncle.” He could clearly hear my voice.

Without seeing me, he focused on his pussy licking. Then I removed all the hooks of the blouse and completely took my bra out, slowly screwing my nipples like how Ram uncle sucked. He saw my actions. And again, I was about to cum, but he suddenly stopped licking. Then he started to remove my dress. He took my saree from the petticoat and removed my saree’s pallu from my breast. I helped him to remove my petticoat knot and made me nude.

Uncle stood in front of me.

Ram: Jaya, close your eyes. Just think about what I am doing to you now.

I nodded and closed my eyes. Ram uncle started to kiss me from my feet to my forehead, but very slowly. I didn’t know why he was doing so slowly. First on my feet, then both of my ties, and then moved above my pussy, where small hair grew. After reaching my navel, he planted a kiss for around one minute. I enjoyed his small actions and closed my eyes. Now I was feeling my half of the body occupied by him, yes he came over to me.

Then he reached my cleavage and planted a few kisses there. My nipples were waiting for his kisses, but he reached to my neck and kissed there. I was eagerly waiting for a kiss on my lips, but he kissed my forehead directly.

I was upset because no kisses on my pussy, both of my nipples, and my light rose lips. Suddenly, I felt lonely. He didn’t touch anywhere on my body. I opened my eyes and searched for him. He was shaking his penis near my feet.

Wow, such a huge penis!

I tried to get up, but he told me to lie down. I obeyed him and closed my eyes again. He widened my legs and now I understood that he was going to focus only on my pussy. Ram uncle rubbed my pussy with his hands and took my legs within his hands. I was fully locked by him. I thought he was going to fuck, but he started to kiss on pussy. His 2 fingers opened my pussy, so his tongue could go inside of my pussy.

His other hand cared for my nipples. I was near to orgasm, now dragging him towards my nipples. Then he reached near my nipples. He bit my nipples and started licking all over my boobs. Whenever he bit, I hugged him so tightly.

Finally, we kissed lip to lip and my boobs were pressed by his hands. But his penis was searching for something over my body. I knew what it needed, but as of now I caught it and shook front and back. I had never touched such a hard and huge penis ever. Ram uncle enjoyed it and slowly went to pussy and started to lick now. I could not control my orgasm now and I cummed. My juices fully fell over his lips and he drank everything.

I reached my limit, but he had not reached it. Now I was seeing his hard penis. He was preparing his penis. I was eagerly watching what he was doing right now. Then he saw me and told me.

Ram: Jaya, close your eyes and sleep.

Now I obeyed his words and closed my eyes, feeling what he was doing. He kissed my pussy, then moved his finger from bottom to top and vice versa. I adjusted my legs and started moving his penis up and down. Suddenly he pushed his penis inside.

Since I had reached the orgasm just now, it went easily inside. Ram uncle slowly started to fuck me. Some good feeling was there and I was in heaven. I was fully moaning and enjoying the sex.

After around 15 minutes of fucking, he increased his speed. I didn’t know how he was controlling his stamina for more than 15 minutes of hardcore sex at this age. I felt some heat inside of my body. But suddenly, I experienced my second orgasm.

I was moaning and hugged Ram uncle so tightly. But uncle fucked me without stopping even for a second. He held my legs so tight and was fucking me very fast. Soon, he reached his orgasm.

Oh my God! How this guy had this much stamina with him? I hugged him so tightly. His full body was now touching me, still his penis inside my pussy.

After 2 minutes, Ram uncle was laying beside me. But I needed him to stay on top of me for another few minutes. I hugged him and put my right leg over him. My hands cared for his head and his head was at my cleavage of boobs.

Ram uncle started to sleep. I checked the time. It was at 12:30 pm. We had started around 10:00 am. I was thinking about my boyfriend who left me. I was getting sad and I did not know when I slept.

Around 1:15 pm, one of my housemates called over the phone to check whether I had lunch or not. I replied to him that I was sleeping and I needed to eat and cut the call.

Still, we were in the same posture, but my left boob was on his mouth. Slowly, I pushed him out and let him sleep. I sat on the mat and checked my clothes. He was lying on my saree. I put a petticoat over my boobs and came to my room.

I checked every part of my body in the mirror. My breasts were having a few of his bite marks and my pussy was still oozing a few drops of his sperm.

I took a bath and wore some flower nighty. I again went to that room. He was still sleeping. His penis had become small. I sat on the mat and touched it. No reactions came from him. I shook that and it started to become big.

Me: Uncle, get up.

Ram: 10 minutes.

Me: Get up uncle, go have a bath and come. We will take lunch, it is already 1:45 pm.

He did not say a single word and I gave him a towel. Then he went to the bathroom. He did not have my eye contact. He was too shy to see me on eye contact. I smiled thinking about that shyness. I cleaned that room before he came. Then I saw how my saree collapsed on the mat. We ate lunch together.

While we were eating, he needed salt. So I went to the kitchen to take that. When I returned, he saw my body inside nighty. I think he was ogling at my buttocks.

Usually, I don’t wear a nighty when everyone is at home. Since my figure is quite big, I give an imaginary look to the people. So I told him.

Me: Uncle..

Ram: Yes, Jaya.

Me: Now, go and sleep. Do not tell these things to anyone. Whenever you need I will allow you to do it safely. And whenever I don’t want to, let me stay free. Ok?

Ram: Ok Jaya.

Me: Go.

He went and now I was eager for him to come and do it again. I was feeling good today. It was enough right now. Nothing was in my mind. I don’t know what others think if they see him as like him, but I enjoyed this.

Then I went to bed and slept. I will tell you what happened further until that share your comments at [email protected]

Bye.

Hello doston, main Rahul. Ye meri pehli kahani hai. Please aapko kaisi lagi zaroor feedback de.

Apne baare mein main itna hi bata paunga, ki main 30 years age ka satisfactory working man hu, jo apni wife Priya ke sath sab share karta hai. Aur nayi-nayi cheeze try karte rehta hai.

Ye kahani likhna maine apni wife ke kehne par hi shuru kiya. Kyunki maine usko apni zindagi ka sab sach bataya hai. (Kaise maine apni behan ke sath enjoy kiya hua, apni bhabhi ke sath kiya hua, apni girlfriends ke sath kiya hua, aur many more).

Main apni sab kahaniya dheere-dheere upload karta rahunga. Main ye kahani English mein bhi likh sakta tha, but jo maza Hindi mein padhne ke baad aata hai, wo English mein nahi aata.

Meri ye sab stories ek-dum sach incidents hai. Aur main apna kuch identify disclose nahi karna chaahta. Because yaha aur bhi log hai jo hame (mujhe aur meri wife ko) judge kar sakte hai.

So agar kisi ko kuch feedback deni hai, to wo mujhe mail kar sakta hai. Aur agar kisi true couple ko humse baat karni hai, then we can also plan to have fun and enjoy. Ye bhi hamari fantasy list mein aata hai. Meri email id [email protected] hai. Ab main apni 1st story start karta hu.

Ye lagbhag un dino ki baat hai jab main apni mausi ke yaha mela dekhne gaya tha. Meri age lagbhag us samay 20 saal ki hogi, aur meri cousin behan Ria ( mausi ki beti ) 18 saal ki.

Main aur meri cousin sab log mela enjoy kar rahe the. Hamne bahut se jhoole jhoole the. Fir main aur Ria bade waale jhoole mein ek sath baithe.

Ria: Bhaiya mujhe darr lagta Is jhoole mein.

Rahul: Arre pagal, kuch nahi hota ek-dum bachhi ki tarah mat bol.

Ria: Bhaiya please, aap mujhe hold karke rakhna. Warna main nahi jaungi jhoole mein.

Rahul: Arre main hu na, chal ab.

Fir hum dono jhoole mein baith gaye. Baaki cousin bhi alag seats par baith gaye. Jhoola start hote hi Ria ne mera hath apne dono hatho se pakad kar apni god ke upar rakh liya.

Ye ek-dum achanak se hua, aur mujhe aise laga jaise maine uski jaangh ko touch kiya ho. Mujhe kabhi aisi feeling nahi aayi thi Ria ke liye pehle, jab ki hum bahut masti karte the, aur sath mein enjoy karte the.

But ye pehla time tha shayad usne apni jaangh par rakha tha mera hath darr ke maare. To mere andar bhi current aa gaya.

Fir jhoola tez hua, aur wo darr rahi thi.

Ria: Bhaiya mujhe nahi jhoolna, ruka do na please.

Rahul: Ria tu bhi na, bachhi hai kya? 1 kaam kar, aankhen band karke so jaa darr lag raha hai to.

Ria sach mein so gayi meri god mein mera hath pakad ke. Fir mera hath uske boobs ko touch karne laga. Mujhse raha nahi gaya. Main chaahta tha, ki hath hata lu, but mujhe pehli baar kuch acha mehsoos ho raha tha.

But ye bhi lag raha tha, ki wo meri behan thi, aur main aise kyun soch raha tha. But aage jo hona tha wo to hona hi tha. Aur aage jo hua, uske maze main aaj tak le raha hu 12 saal ho gaye.

So jab hath boobs par aur jaangh ke beech aa gaya, to main bhi bina darre jo hoga dekha jayega aise soch kar uske boobs ko ragadne laga. Ye koshish mein ki main hath baahar nikaal raha tha.

Shayad usko bhi feel hua ki main uske boobs ke beech hath ragad raha tha, but wo jhoole ke darr ki wajah se upar nahi uthi. Maine is scene ke full maze liye. 1-2 baar maine uske dono boobs daba bhi diye.

Ye jab jhoola hil raha tha, uske motion ke sath-sath kiya tha. Mujhe laga ki wo bhi enjoy kar rahi thi. Fir hum jhoole se utar gaye, aur thoda khaana etc khaa ke ghar wapas aa gaye.

Mausi ne bister laga diya tha hall mein sab cousins ke liye ek sath. Kyunki hum gappe maarte-maarte sote the, and main aur Ria sath hi hote the line mein, baaki uske baad.

So letne ke baad usne aaj mujhse kuch baat nahi ki. Bas smile dekar, aur good night bol kar so gayi. Fir main bhi so gaya.

Kuch 12 baje raat ko meri neend khuli, aur Ria ko dekha maine. Wo apni gaand meri taraf karke soyi hui thi t-shirt aur short mein. Ye to always dekha tha, but aaj mele ke incident ke baad aaj mere mann mein alag hi blood chal raha tha.

Fir pata nahi mujhme kaha se himmat aayi, aur maine uski kamar ko touch karna start kiya, slowly-slowly ye dekhte hue ki jaag to nahi jayegi. Kuch response nahi mila, to main apne touch ko badhata gaya. Fir maine dheere-dheere kamar se t- shirt ke andar hath daal diya.

Fir main uski bra ke upar se uske boobs ko touch karta gaya. Mere hath-pair kaamp rahe the, par maine dheere-dheere apna kaam shuru kar diya tha. Uska jab kuch reaction nahi mila, to main samajh gaya ki ya to wo soyi thi gehri neend mein, ya fir mera sath de rahi thi, aur wo bhi yahi chaahti thi maza lena.

So fir maine boobs ko bra ke upar se dabana shuru kar diya, aur dheere-dheere uski bra ke andar hath daalna shuru kiya. But main nahi daal paa raha tha hath, because bra bahut tight thi. So maine hook khol diya uski bra ka.

Ab uske boobs azaad ho gaye the. Main uske boobs ka size to nahi samajh paya, but bahut bade the. I think 36″ ke honge. Maine maza lena shuru kar diya daba-daba ke uske boobs. Kuch der baad wo hili, aur maine jhat se apna hath hata ke sone ka acting ki.

Maine dekha wo seedhi so gayi thi, aur koi reaction nahi de rahi thi. Main samajh gaya tha, ki wo ab chaahti thi, ki main uske dono boobs ko dabau. So main shuru ho gaya firse dabane mein. Maine poori tarah se maze le raha tha uske boobs ke.

Fir maine uske ek hath ko pakda, aur kiss kiya. Usne bhi kuch reaction nahi diya. Usne mujhe apna hath aaram se de diya. Fir maine uska hath apni paint ke andar chaddi  mein daal diya, aur apne khade lund ko pakda diya.

Usne bhi ache se lund pakad liya, aur main uske hath se hilane laga apna lund. Fir maine apna hath uske hath se hata diya. Fir bhi wo lund hilaye jaa rahi thi. Main samajh gaya full confidence se ki wo bhi jaag rahi thi, aur maze le rahi thi.

Fir maine maza kiya kuch der uske sath. Maine uske boobs dabaye, and apna lund hilwa ke muth nikaal ke so gaya.

Main zyada kuch nahi kar paya, because ye mera 1st encounter tha uske sath, aur baaki cousins bhi soye hue the.

But aage wo meri partner kaise bani, aur hamne kaise enjoy kiya, ye sab main aapko apni aage ke story mein batata jaunga. Please aap is 1st story ka feedback de, because ye story handling main aur meri wife dono sath kar rahe hai. Aur meri wife ki bhi bahut saari stories hai, hum wo bhi daalenge.

Agar kisi couple ko kuch baat karna hai, ya masti aur maza karna hai, to please hame mail kare. Meri email id hai: [email protected]

My wife Supriti has me in a very painful wrestling hold. I am lying sideways on the floor, my neck trapped between her huge tree trunk-like thighs. My left arm was bent behind my back by one of her hands, the other squeezing my balls tightly.

I am completely immobile. Just imagine the pain, physical, mental as well as sexual.

Me: Hey, you have made your point. I’m stuck for 15+ minutes now. You are stronger than me. I am sorry to underestimate you. I beg you to let me go.

Supriti: I can. But I love to dominate sissy men like you. Let’s face it. If I wanted to, I could have broken your arm or injured you at any instance, but I didn’t. Moreover, I want to show my little sis how strong I have become and your humiliating position.

Supriti: Besides, this is too good a hold to let go of. I mean, I have your head, arm and balls simultaneously.

Suddenly there was a crank on the door. Someone had used the doormat keys. It was Shreya.

Now let me describe my sister-in-law a bit. Shreya is a 5’4, slim, wheatish-looking girl with a good figure, a huge rack (like her sister’s) and sharp features. She works in an MNC. She is very polite and had a crush on me when I used to date her sister.

I knew at that point I would lose all the respect that I had.

Shreya enters the living and is shocked

Shreya: What is going on? What are you guys up to? (While covering her eyes) Damn, Jiju is naked. Why did you call me now?

Supriti: Nothing to be ashamed of, sis. Open your eyes and watch. This is how a physically strong, sexy, hot woman dominates his weak as fuck wimp of a man.

Shreya slowly makes eye contact with me (my dick, mostly). She looked like a Goddess. Wearing a leaf green chiffon saree paired with a deep U-necked black sleeveless blouse and looking drop-dead gorgeous. She pierced her navel.

Her toned abs meant that she was hitting the gym regularly. She even flaunted her sexy tribal tattooed bareback. She tied her blouse with just a couple of strings.

She knelt in a squat position to inspect the wrestling hold that my wife put me in. I immediately noticed her popping melons and slowly got a hard-on.

Supriti: Oh, someone is getting hard! Shreya, you look hot, and your Jiju can’t resist.

Shreya: (Blushes a bit) Hey, Sup, where did you learn this? I mean, he is frozen at your mercy. You have full control. Pretty sexy hold…Nice! Let’s see, you have his head, left arm and balls… Ouch, that got to hurt!

Shreya: And one more question. How hard are you squeezing his nuts? (winks and giggles). I always thought about it but never dared to try it out.

Supriti: It is a jiu-jitsu hold I learned from my MMA classes. I will teach you someday. And you should know how to squeeze man balls in this day and age. That’s how you control men.

Supriti:  Keep the range between 30-40%, at max 50% if you want to inflict pain. Not more than that, or else you’ll pop them. Come on, give it a try!

Shreya (laughs out loud): Hahahaha! Are you serious? Like now?

Supriti: Come on now, give it a try. I know you want to. (winks)

I was shocked to hear this. I was speechless.

Shreya:(Pauses for a moment) If you say so. I could give it a try.

She slowly grabbed my bare nuts along with my rock-hard dick and gave a good squeeze. She had a terrific grip.

I screamed, “Ahh, it hurts. Stop! Stop! Let go, Shreya, please! Mercy!”

She let go.

Shreya: Oh, sorry, did I hurt you, Jiju?

Her tone seemed different now. It seemed she was turned on and mesmerized.

Supriti: How did you feel?

Shreya: Wow! I felt so sexy and dominating. I had his life in the palm of my hands. Jiju was my bitch for a moment.

I felt so berated. Humiliated in every way in front of 2 hot babes mercilessly.

Supriti: Now, let’s try some wrestling.

Shreya: Are you kidding me? I’m in a saree! Wrestling a grown man in a saree?

Supriti: Babe, I think you can take him easily. You are working out. It’s evident from your hot-toned body.

Shreya: Yeah, I am weight training and taking protein shakes. And he does look like a wimp, though. Ok, I’ll give it a try!

I was nervous now. My sister-in-law was about to kick my ass. Her sleeveless blouse revealed her toned biceps and round shoulders.

Shreya tucked her pallu in her tummy and tied her hair in a cute ponytail. Just then, I noticed her bulging triceps and toned lats. She was like a fitness model. First, we arm wrestled. I gave full force, but she beat me in seconds.

Shreya: Woah, you lost under 10 seconds, Jiju.

Now she had a wicked smirk on her face. She knew she was the stronger of the two, and I was there for the taking. Next came wrestling. Despite her saree, she put me in a nasty headlock. I tapped out instantly, and she let go.

Within an instance, she caught me in a vicious chokehold that left me gasping for air. I almost passed out and tapped out as usual. But this time, she didn’t release me.

Shreya: Oops, I think I got you good, Jiju.

Supriti: Amazing, Sis! You are a natural! Wearing a saree and using such a good move. Did you wrestle before?

Shreya: (Winks) A bit, yeah, in high school.

Supriti: Ahha, Chupa Rustam you are. Go for his balls now.

Shreya: Again? Are you sure? That would be humiliating and painful.

Supriti: Do it, babe! He deserves it. Losing to his younger Sali. He should be ashamed to call himself a man!

Shreya: Sorry, Jiju. You are weak and pathetic. I didn’t want this, but…

A vice-like cold hand gripped my balls from behind while still trapped in a one-hand chokehold. I screamed at the top of my lungs. My senses were numb, my body was beaten and exhausted, and I felt like passing out.

Me: Shreya, I’m your Jiju. Please stop this! You are hurting me. I beg you.

Shreya: Umm, let me think…No, Jiju, I think I’m enjoying this. I always wanted to do such kinky stuff to weak men like you. I want to try something new. Can I, Sis?

Supriti: (Smiles) Oh, a special move! Go on. He is all yours, babe. Make him scream.

She released me from the choke and started pinching and pulling my nose from behind with her index finger and thumb tightly while still grabbing my balls with the other hand. She sat sideways to me on her knees and squeezed my balls with one hand.

The other pulled back my nose so much that my head was facing the ceiling above me. I was on my knees, head tilted back with my nose and balls at her mercy (visualize the scene). Within seconds I was gasping for breath with a blood-red nose.

She alternately squeezed my balls and nose in a rhythm while having a mean smile on her face. I couldn’t speak. My face became red, and tears started rolling in my eyes. But she was cold in her punishment. My balls felt like popping, and I slowly passed out in extreme pain.

Supriti: (Claps) Bravo! Bravo! That is quite an innovative hold you have put him in. He is so red! He looks like a fucking tomato. Let me record this on my cell.

Shreya: Haha. Thanks, Sis. I saw this one on a porn site used by a dom. The pain is so excruciating that the receiver turns red. I loved it and always wanted to try it out on some wimpy guy. (In a proud tone) I call it THE NOSEPINCHER!

My wife kept recording and laughing while my sexy, cruel sister-in-law was cooly punishing and humiliating me.

Let me know in the comments how you all liked it. The next part is coming soon.

Please read the first part before reading this.

On the one hand, Shaaz is surprised about how Mr. Sehgal is here. On the other, another orgasm is building up in her body. She begins to tremble as she cums. Never before did she cum twice. She knows she will get introduced to many newer things today.

As she’s cumming, Mr. Sehgal pins her to the table by holding her waist with both his hands and pressing her down. At the same time, Vicky grabs both her boobs with his hands and squeezes them hard while bending down to nibble on her shoulder and neck. For a moment, Shaaz thinks this pleasure will kill her.

As the waves of pleasure settle, Mr. Sehgal withdraws from her pussy and peels off the condom from his penis. Vicky also moves back and reaches out for a condom. Shaaz realizes that they’re switching their positions. With all the attention that she’s getting, she neither minds nor cares who’s where.

Mr. Sehgal comes to Shaaz’s face and kisses her. She could feel a pair of hands spreading her thighs as he kissed her. She’s excited that Vicky is going to enter her. At the same time, she couldn’t stop admiring how good a kisser Mr. Sehgal was. He’s gentle, wet and deep.

On the other hand, Vicky is busy playing with Shaaz’s pussy. He runs a finger along the tip and then inserts it. He uses the other hand to spot and play with her swollen clit. Within no time, she reaches her third orgasm. As she’s cumming, Mr. Sehgal separates from her and asks her, “Do you like to swallow?”

“I just hate it,” Shaaz replies.

Mr. Sehgal shoves his cock into her mouth and says, “Well, that’s going to change soon.” At the same time, Vicky withdraws his fingers from her pussy and starts to rub the tip of his condom-wrapped-cock on the tip of her pussy. The thumb of his other hand is playing with her clit.

This was a good enough stimulant for her to cum again. As she begins to cum, Vicky penetrates her. Both the men are toying with her. Shaaz, without her knowledge, begins loving the way these two men dominate her.

Mr. Sehgal puts a hand under her head and begins to fuck her mouth. At the same time, Vicky begins to pound her pussy. In no time, Mr. Sehgal’s body begins stiffening, and his cock releases its load into her mouth. He deposits it in her mouth with a loud grunt.

Though she struggles a bit, she manages to swallow it all. A little later, Vicky reaches his climax as Shaaz cums again.

As Mr. Sehgal and Vicky try to catch their breath, Shaaz is completely exhausted and ready to drop dead. Mr. Sehgal hands her a bottle of water which she eagerly grabs and gulps some water.

“Nice to meet you, Shaaz. And looking forward to working with you,” Mr. Sehgal says with a wink.

Shaaz’s cheeks become red with embarrassment, and she blushes. In an effort to look away from Mr. Shegal, she makes eye contact with Vicky.

“As we came to the office, I knew that you were lusting for me as much as I was for you,” Vicky explains, “Just as you went to the washroom, Mr. Sehgal called me saying that he wanted to come to the office. What you probably don’t know is that he stays just a couple of houses away from our office.”

“What you also don’t know is that he saw you a couple of times in our office and expressed his desire to fuck you. So I thought it might be a good opportunity to establish a good working relationship. Hope you didn’t mind,” Vicky smiles as he finishes the sentence.

Her mind is trying to tell Shaaz that Vicky and Mr. Sehgal took undue advantage of her situation. But her body loved it, and Shaaz ended up nodding.

“Did you like it?” Mr. Sehgal asks her.

“I loved it,” Shaaz blurts and realizes how shamelessly she confessed.

As the three of them get dressed, Vicky says, “Shaaz, as you’re aware, I’m traveling from tomorrow. Before leaving, I wanted to tell you two things – firstly, you’re the in-charge of the office in my absence. Call me if you need any support.”

“Secondly, if you can get 3 large clients for the firm, I’ll take you in as a 10% partner. You’re already my sleeping partner now. I want you to be an active partner as well. Do you like this proposal?”

Shaaz is very excited about this. As she nods, she keeps thinking about how on earth she would get 3 large clients. As if Vicky read her mind, he adds, “Let me also give you a tip. If you continue to keep Mr. Sehgal happy, getting clients is not at all a challenge.”

Shaaz looks at Mr. Sehgal with a twinkle in her eyes and smiles. Mr. Sehgal takes his business card from his wallet and walks up to her. He grabs her by her butt, pulls her closer, kisses her and then shoves the card in her bra. Shaaz loves the attention she’s getting.

She bids adieu to them both and reaches her house. As she steps in, she sees Mona and her hubby Riyaz. Mona is Aftab’s cousin. Though they live in Bangalore, they seldom meet. Shaaz is okay with not meeting them.

According to her, their ideologies are different. Also, she doesn’t want Riyaz or Mona to influence Aftab. While she’s surprised, what doesn’t miss her attention is that everyone is very serious. After the customary greetings, she goes into their room, changes and comes out in a track and a t-shirt.

She looks at their guests and says, “I’ll go and prepare dinner. Mona, come with me. Let’s not disturb their men’s talk.” They all laugh as Mona follows. At the same time, Aftab says, “Riyaz and I will go out and get some beer.”

The women walk into the kitchen, and the men step out. As she hears the door shut, Shaaz says, “They expect us to be conservative while it’s okay for them to drink and smoke.” There’s a tinge of bitterness in her voice.

They begin cooking, and Shaaz asks, “Mona, what’s the matter? You both seem very tense.”

Mona starts. “Our neighbor is a Maulvi. His elder son is a rowdy local sheeter, and his younger son stays in Doha. His younger son lost his job and is planning to return. Now they want us to sell our house to them so that they can combine these two properties and make it a big one so they all can stay together.”

Mona explains, “It has two problems – firstly, we don’t want to sell our house. Secondly, they’re offering us only 10% of the market value. The local cops are not supporting us as the SI is related to them. On top of it, Riyaz isn’t willing to stand up for it and fight – he says I’ve to do it since it is my ancestral property.”

“We both are fighting over it daily. In fact, we had a big argument over it before we came here. I don’t know what to do.” She’s in tears as she finishes.

Shaaz holds her and comforts her. She suddenly remembers Vicky’s words that Mr. Sehgal is very influential. She thinks of taking his help. She rings up Mr. Sehgal.

Shaaz: Hi, Mr. Sehgal!

Mr. Sehgal: Hi there, already started missing me? (he says with a tinge of mischief in his voice)

Shaaz tries to maintain a serious demeanor.

Shaaz: Mr. Sehgal, my close relative Mona is here with me, and she needs help. I wanted to check if you could help.

And then, Shaaz narrates the issue to Mr. Sehgal.

Mr. Sehgal: Shaaz, I know a very senior officer, and I can introduce Mona to him. But one thing. He’s a womanizer. If Mona is good-looking, he might ask her for something in return. You know what I mean.

Shaaz: Oh. Mona is a very traditional lady. She wouldn’t like all these.

Mr. Sehgal: Well, she should be prepared for a hefty sum. You know these guys. They won’t do anything for free. You guys decide and let me know.

Saying this, he hangs up. Shaaz narrates the conversation to Mona.

Mona is stunned listening to this. She doesn’t know how to react. While Riyaz wants a solution to the problem, he wouldn’t want to spend a single penny on this. He has made it clear multiple times. And to return it with a sexual favor, her belief system is not agreeing with it.

“What are you thinking, Mona? Let’s pay up and get done with it,” Shaaz says.

“Riyaz doesn’t want to spend a single penny on this. He wants the house, and he wants to win this battle. But he doesn’t want to spend any money. I’m fed up,” Mona says.

“That leaves us with only one way,” Shaaz says.

Mona keeps sobbing uncontrollably and says, “I can’t do it. I never touched any other man other than Riyaz. Even if I agree, what would happen if he gets to know.”

Shaaz holds her tight, consoles her and says, “Mona, I can do one thing for you. We both will go to meet him. If he asks for sexual favors, I’ll give him instead of you. Even I’ve never been with any man other than Aftab. But I can’t see you in this state. If we don’t do anything, you’ll lose your house, and you won’t have a place to stay. I can’t let that happen.”

There are two reasons for Shaaz to say this. First, if they lose their house, they’ll end up moving into her house, and she doesn’t want it. She can’t stand Riyaz. Secondly, she’s itching for more after what she experienced with Vicky and Mr. Sehgal.

Mona couldn’t believe what she had heard. With tears rolling down her eyes, she hugs Shaaz tightly and says, “Shaaz, I can’t express how grateful I am. I’ll never forget what you’re doing for me. I’m so lucky to have you.”

Shaaz says, “Mona, this will be a secret between us. You know how big a risk it is.”

Mona nods.

Shaaz calls up Mr. Sehgal and gives him the update. Mr. Sehgal suggests that the officer visit his house tomorrow, and they can also be there. Mr. Sehgal also suggests they should hear what the officer says and then decide on what they’d like to offer him.

Shaaz understands the point. They fix up the time, and Mr. Sehgal tells her where he lives. Given it’s closer to her office, she easily gets it. Immediately after disconnecting the call, Shaaz pings Mr. Sehgal asking him not to reveal to Mona that the three of them had sex.

Mona is relieved and, at the same time, anxious.

As Aftab and Riyaz come home, Mona says that Shaaz’s client has agreed to help them. She doesn’t divulge more details. Given they’ve to go together the next day, Mona and Riyaz stay back.

The next day, Mona and Shaaz leave for Mr. Sehgal’s house and reach by 1 pm. Mr. Sehgal welcomes them. As they enter, Shaaz can see Mr. Sehgal trying to size up Mona with his eyes. She smiles, and they walk in. He walks them through his lavish home and takes them to his office.

It is a large room, about 250 square feet, with an attached toilet. In addition to a table and 4 chairs, it also has an L-shaped sofa that can easily seat 5 people.

Upon entering the room, they see a man sitting on the sofa sipping whisky. He gets up to greet them. Mr. Sehgal introduces Mona and Shaaz to that gentleman.

“Raghubir, this is Shaaz, and this is Mona. Remember, I was mentioning some problem created by a rowdy sheeter. They have come to talk to you in that regard,” Mr. Sehgal continues, “and ladies, this is Raghubir. As far as this city is considered, he’s the top cop. He heads them all.”

“Stop embarrassing me,” says Raghubir, and he laughs out loud.

Raghubir is a 6’2 tall, firmly built and well-groomed man. Though he must be in his mid-50s, he looks 10 years younger. He’s dressed casually – denim and tee.

They shake hands and sit on the sofa – Mr. Sehgal at one end of the sofa, then Raghubir, Mona and Shaaz in that order. Both the men on one side of the sofa and the ladies on the other.

“Do you ladies want to have any drink? Whisky, gin, wine or beer?” Mr. Sehgal asks the ladies. Mona doesn’t know how to respond to this. Shaaz says, “No, Sir, we don’t drink. We’ll have water.”

Mr. Sehgal hands them a glass of water each while pouring some whiskey into his glass.

As they begin to sip their drinks, Mona explains their problem. Once she finishes, Raghubir gets angry and says, “This is disgusting. The cops supposed to protect innocent people are hand in glove with the criminals.”

Mona says, “Sir, please see to it that they wouldn’t know that we are behind this. Else, they will make our life miserable.”

Raghubir says, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

He puts his hand on Mona’s thigh. He picks up his phone and calls the area in charge. He asks him to dig out all the old cases against that rowdy sheeter and put him behind bars. He orders the transfer of the local inspector and replaces him with someone loyal to Raghubir.

Mona is pleased with the swift action. But she’s very uncomfortable with Raghubir’s hand on her thigh, and she shifts slightly.

Raghubir understands it and says, “I’m sure you understand my intention. Don’t you think what I’m seeking is insignificant compared to what I’m doing for you?”

Before Mona could say something, Shaaz intervened and said, “Sir, she comes with a conservative outlook, and I request you not to force her. If you have no objection, I can replace her. I assure you that you’ll not feel disappointed.”

Raghubir looks at her and says, “You’re sexy too. I have no issues if you’re okay with getting laid. But only one condition. I want them to watch me fuck you. I love it when I have people watching.”

Shaaz doesn’t know what to say. She‘s confused and looks at Mona, trying to understand her thoughts.

“You should know that I wasn’t giving an option. It is an order,” Raghubir says.

Mona is very uncomfortable, but she can do nothing now. Raghubir holds Shaaz’s hand and gestures for her to come to his side of the sofa. Understanding it, Mr. Sehgal gets up, moves towards Mona’s side, and sits next to her.

Raghubir makes Shaaz stand up in front of him while he’s seated. Holds her waist and gently bends her to kiss her lips. Shaaz bends over and kisses Raghubir back. They kiss each other for a couple of minutes. What starts as a gentle kiss gets more and more passionate.

So much so that they’re chewing each other’s lips off. One thing that surprises Mona is that there seems to be no reluctance or hesitation in Shaaz. She seems to be thoroughly enjoying it.

By the time she can come out of her thoughts, she sees Shaaz’s top and bra on the floor. Her boobs are dangling as she bends down to kiss Raghubir. Mona sees those boobs and is impressed by their size and shape. As Raghubir is kissing Shaaz, he holds her boobs as if his hands are supporting them.

He’s gently caressing them and playing with the nipples. Shaaz holds Raghubir’s head with one hand. She drops her other hand onto his trouser and caresses his crotch over his trouser. As she runs her hand over his cock, she pulls herself from the kiss and says, “Wow, nice one.”

She completely forgot that Mona and Mr. Sehgal were in the room. She was shamelessly enjoying every moment. Shaaz’s compliment for Raghubir’s dick made Mona curious about how it would look. She has her eyes glued on what’s happening between Shaaz and Raghubir.

One thing about Mona is that she gets aroused easily. When she’s fully aroused, she finds it hard to control herself. But what she doesn’t know is that Mr. Sehgal is carefully watching her. He’s patiently waiting for the opportune moment to make his move.

Shaaz gets down onto her knees and begins to unbutton Raghubir’s jeans. Raghubir gets up. In no time, she eagerly pulls down his jeans and his underwear. Raghubir smiles and says, “What’s the hurry, baby?” Shaaz blushes.

As his dress comes down, his dick pops out with a firm movement. He has a 7’ cock that is very thick. He’s clean-shaven and fresh. Mona is impressed – not just with his tool but also with the fact that it’s clean and hygienic. She also likes its pink head and the vein that’s running along.

She had never had such a close look at a cock. She’s only used to her hubby’s way of sex – undress her, shove his cock in her mouth and then fuck her. Very rough and one-sided. He never bothered to see if she was aroused or not or if she had an orgasm.

Shaaz holds Raghubir’s thighs and makes him sit back. As he settles back, she holds his cock, moves it back and forth a bit and then takes it in her mouth.

“Ah babe, you know how to please your man,” Raghubir says.

Mona’s breath gets faster and heavier. Her pussy is soaking wet and itching. She presses her legs together, so she doesn’t give away her situation. But, as Raghubir spreads his legs to make room for Shaaz, his knee touches Mona’s knee. That’s making Mona more aroused.

As Shaaz continues to suck Raghubir involuntarily, Mona’s hand reaches out to cup Shaaz’s boob. Shaaz is surprised at this. Sensing an opportunity, Mr. Sehgal puts his hand on Mona’s thigh. Mona is totally confused. She doesn’t know whether to remove the hand or let it be.

Just then, Raghubir lifts Shaaz and undresses her completely. He gets up, makes her sit in his place, spreads her legs and sits on the floor between her legs. He then gently runs his index finger over her moist pussy. She’s so aroused that her pussy is glossy.

As he runs his finger on her pussy lips, she lets out a hiss and holds Mona’s hand tightly. Mona’s mind tells her that she should remove Mr. Sehgal’s hand from her thigh. She uses the other hand to remove his hand.

On the other hand, Raghubir hastily inserts his index and middle finger into Shaaz’s pussy. Shaaz wasn’t expecting this. “Aah,” the sound from Shaaz’s voice has both pain and pleasure.

Raghubir bends down and begins to tease her clit with his tongue. He uses the tip to rub, flick, and circle it gently. While doing so, his other hand grabs Mona’s boob above her dress.

Mona wasn’t expecting this. She doesn’t know what to do. Before thinking of something, Shaaz tightens her grip on Mona’s hand and trembles. Mona realizes that Shaaz is reaching her climax.

It’s the first time she’s seeing a lady climax with oral stimulation. She doesn’t know how it feels as she has never experienced it.

As Raghubir is mauling her breasts, Mr. Sehgal holds Mona’s face, turns it towards him and kisses Mona. She’s both aroused and overwhelmed.

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Hello, my name is Aria. My dad is a hacker and belongs to the black hat ethical hacker group called DOS. He wakes up everyday bathing twice and is very punctual and easygoing. He is the best thing in my life. My dad loves me, his little princess!

He is my best friend and my best crime partner. I haven’t seen anyone like him, and he is one of the best kind. He works really hard plus manages to spend time with me. He watches the best comic book movies with me and sometimes plays hide and seek like a kid. He is really cute.

When it comes to Mom, she has gone out staying at her friend’s for a long time now.

Today we played hide and seek again. Today’s game was special. It was his turn to catch me. And once I frowned upon it, he hugged me tightly. I felt something then, But I brushed it off like nothing happened, as usual. He then found my rough book.

He started reading it out loud, playfully, to embarrass me, lol. He stood straight and read ‘Aria, Youngster, School Student. Dream – Become a fashion designer. How do you like to spend time – playing with my daddy. Dream team – Models, blah blah.’

I am glad he didn’t find my journal at the moment after embarrassing the hell out of me and playing a bit of catch. Because of my stupid rough book, lol. We were finally tired, and I sat at the dining table while he made coffee for me.

I looked at him in a way like when it felt like one’s stomach gets tickled. It’s been a while since I have had these feelings for him. As soon as dad kept the coffee, he brushed my hair messy like always. We sat together, drinking silently.

He grabbed and played with a Rubix cube on the table. While I felt almost irresistible looking at him. I spilled coffee on my white see-through dress and the floor by mistake while I was mesmerized.

While cleaning up the mess on the ground, I saw him gazing at my ass. And I just left the cloth and stood straight up and kissed him. It was sudden. Dad pushed me back with anger in his gaze. And he went into the bedroom for a while.

Then he came out of the room after 15 minutes. He grabbed my shoulders and made me sit on the sofa in the hall, saying that we needed to talk. He started speaking with a lot of awkwardness and couldn’t look me in the eye. He suddenly looked at my dress, took a tissue, and started cleaning it up.

He then said, “Darling, I am your dad, and we cannot do this. We need to make boundaries.” He started sounding and looking angrier and angrier. I cried suddenly. He then held my cheek at once and stared at my eyes and lips.

And then he kissed me, and we both began kissing more passionately but gently with awkward movements. But we were getting comfortable. He then held the thinnest part of my waist. He slid his hand down my dress and grabbed my ass for a while.

Then he reached the end of my cotton nightdress. By the time we stopped kissing, his hands were already inside my dress, holding my waist. My erect nipples were popping out of the dress. We said nothing and just stared at each other.

He cleaned the tears off my cheeks with his left hand outside my dress. He kissed me again while holding my left boob with his right hand. He was pressing it gently while his left hand moved down towards my right boob.

And all this while I was resting my hands on his shoulders. The kiss then suddenly fired up with a heavy breath. We were no more gently kissing, is all I can tell. We became kinkier. He removed the single night-dress from my body. And then he removed his T-shirt too.

All in the rage of unreciprocated sexual desires of us. And his muscular body was a bonus for my desires. He then held me up through my waist and adjusted my body comfortably while we continuously kissed. He knelt on the ground and was in between my legs.

He then pulled me closer and moved his wet lips toward my neck. Then gently touching my boobs and I whispered in his ears, saying, “I love you.” And he bit my ears while whispering, “I love you, too.” He then moves towards my boobs and says, “You have grown so gracefully.”

He kissed them alternatively, and then he stood up. He removed his tracks and held my hair from behind. He moved my mouth towards his huge hard dick. And then I gently kiss the tip of his dick while making it wet.

He instructed me to lick it like my favorite lollypop. I licked his huge dick from down below to all the way up. I saw that he was biting his lower lip. He looked the sexiest to me at that moment. I lick his dick the same way more and more. He takes it out of my mouth and separates my legs.

He started kissing my honeypot while sliding his hands all through my smooth thighs. I started screaming as it was my first sexual encounter. He looks at me, enjoying the pleasure. He then puts his tongue inside my honey pot and tends my clit in the wettest and gentle way possible with his tongue.

It is simply irresistible to a first-timer like me. I have never cum this hard. He then slowly starts biting the petals-like structure outside the honey pot and moves towards my clit. I then start begging him to fuck me.

He then puts his two fingers on my mouth while pressing my boobs, alternatively with another hand.

Suddenly the doorbell rings, and he hastily puts on his clothes and rushes to the door. It’s mom.

Hello everyone, this is Avi again with another part of my relationship with my sali Anki. If you have read the last part, you will know I went to Delhi for some work and then I and Anki finally ended up having sex with each other.

On the 2nd last day of my 4 days visit, we got a surprise when my in-laws had to leave because of some death in their family. So I and Anki were left at home all alone and we decided to make it a memorable day. Then we ended up having amazing sex in the morning and then we slept in each other arms naked.

So, let’s continue the story ahead.

We both woke up at around 11 am and were both hungry. She said she would go down and cook breakfast. So I said I would also assist.

I told her, “I don’t want both of us to wear any clothes today. It’s going to be a nude day. Anyways, we both are not going to our offices. So, let’s do it.”

My sister-in-law agreed and we both went down to the kitchen. I cut some fruits for us and she was making some poha. While she was making it, I put a slice of apple in my mouth and offered it to her. When she ate half of it, I kissed her lips. We were acting as a newly wedded couple. We were super comfortable being naked with each other.

I had finished up with the fruits. My sali was still making poha. So I went behind her and hugged her from behind. My cock was hard. I was thrusting my cock on her ass cheeks while my hands went to her boobs.

Then she said: Let me make it and let us eat. Then you do whatever you wanna do.

But I wasn’t in the mood to understand. I was kissing her on the back of her neck or her shoulders. My hands were moving on her boobs and stomach. My sali knew I was not going to listen. So why resist? She started enjoying my touch.

I took her nipples between my fingers and pulled them up. Her boobs stretched, but she felt the pain and she took them out of my hands. She was looking at me with painful eyes. Then I kissed her.

Me: There is enjoyment in the pain too.

My SIL just smiled. Then she stopped cooking poha. I made her bend down and her ass prodded out. I opened her ass cheeks and saw her asshole and pussy. Then I opened my sali’s pussy lips and inserted a finger inside. She gasped! No matter how many times you have sex, when a finger or a cock is inserted in a pussy, it’s bound to give pleasure.

I took out my finger and put it in my mouth. I left her there and went to the fridge to take out an ice cube.

After a few minutes, I came back to her. She was looking at me astonishingly. I put the ice cube between my fingers and put it on the pussy. She shook badly and was trying to get away from me! I held her tight =ly and told her to enjoy the sensation.

She said: It’s cold, I can’t bear it!

I just shushed my sali and went back to her pussy. I was rubbing ice near her ass cheeks. Sometimes I took the ice cube directly on her ass hole and she shuddered. I was enjoying seeing her squirm like that. The other times, took the ice cube to her pussy and put it inside. That time, she jumped and made me remove the ice cube. I started laughing. Then she told me to stop.

I said: Ok, let me try something.

Then I told her to sit on the slab of the kitchen and opened her legs. It was very uncomfortable for her because still she was tried. She put her hand at the back to balance and opened her legs.

I crouched down on my sister-in-law’s pussy and put the ice in my mouth. It was cold obviously. I took it between my teeth. It was slipping and there wasn’t much grip. Then I went and took another cube and put some markings with my tooth on its side where I could get a grip.

After making sure it won’t slip, I started moving my face near her pussy. I was making sure that I was rubbing the ice cube near her vaginal area but not directly on her pussy. She was squirming with the ice cube touching her pussy.

Anki was enjoying it a lot. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying this cold sensation.

I opened her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted a finger again. She moved her hips as if telling me to continue.

I started fingering my sali’s pussy while my ice cube-filled lips were moving around near her vaginal area. She was fully shaved and I didn’t get a problem.

Now, the ice was melting and I made sure that ice water dropped on top of her pussy. The cold sensation was making her hornier. I could feel it from her moans and her pussy juices.

I dropped the ice water on her clit and it made fingering easier. I then inserted 2 fingers. She was shuddering towards an orgasm. This was the fast one. Maybe it was because of the ice.

The ice was going to melt fully in a few minutes. Then I took the ice cube directly on her pussy. I started pressing the ice cube on her pussy. Then I dropped it on her pussy and she cried with pain and pleasure. I inserted the ice cube inside my sali’s pussy. It was very small now.

She started moving very fast and tried to get up. I took hold of her legs and didn’t let her move. My lips started sucking her pussy. I could taste cold pussy water. She was squirming a lot and telling me to remove it.

I said: Just a few seconds more. The ice cube will melt inside your hot pussy.

After a minute, she stopped sensing the cold sensation and relaxed. I was sucking her pussy the whole time. I was rubbing her clit with my tongue.

Her head was arched back and she was letting me do whatever I wanted to do. I kept on sucking and she was moving her hips as if signaling that she was going to cum.

I started rubbing her clit with my fingers and my tongue was in her pussy. And then she came. It was a heart-stopping orgasm for her, because of this new experience with ice and whatnot.

My SIL was cumming a lot. And I was lapping her pussy juices. Finally, she stopped and I made her climb down the kitchen slab. There was a satisfied smile on her face.

She then made the poha and we went to the dining table and ate breakfast. We went into the room and were just lying in each other’s arms. We were like a new couple who had just gotten into a relationship and loved each other unconditionally.

I was rubbing her boobs in between and kissing her in between. We were just talking about stuff here and there. I told her that I wanted to give a massage to her. She agreed instantly and we made some arrangements.

I asked her to get some towels and a scented oil if she had any. I spread the towels on the bed so that the bedsheet didn’t get ruined with the oil. Then I made her lie on her stomach. After that, I put some music on her phone.

After that, I went down to her feet and started with the massage. I took a good amount of oil in my hands and started with her feet. I was so gentle. And I wanted to spend a lot of time on each of her body parts giving her a massage.

I knew it to be very stimulating. After the feet, I went up to the calf and then to the thigh. I was giving a good amount of time to everything. My sali was enjoying the oil touch of my hands.

After her thigh, I spread her legs a little more and came between her thighs to her inner thighs. I was using a circular motion to massage her inner thighs. Now and then, my fingers touched her pussy and she was giving out high moans. But I had other things on my mind.

I massaged the whole area around her pussy, but didn’t touch her pussy. I was using my thumbs to go near the pussy. She was getting frustrated, but I was enjoying it.

I opened her ass cheeks and took some oil and put it on the ass hole. Her ass cheeks glistened with oil. I tried to insert one finger again in her asshole. This time, I succeeded. Because of the oil, my finger easily went into her asshole. She clamped her ass muscles together. I asked her to relax. Then I said –

Me: It won’t pain with the oil and I am not going to insert my cock in your ass.

My sister-in-law relaxed a bit and I started fucking her asshole. After some time, she started enjoying my finger in her ass. I spent a good 15 minutes fingering her asshole while my other hand was roaming about on her legs and back.

Then I removed my finger and took a lot of oil and started massaging her back. I started with the shoulders and in circular motions, I started massaging her back – from the shoulders blade to the lower back. I was covering her whole back with my hands. It was 30 minutes now since I had started with her massage and not once even I touched her pussy. She was also getting excited.

Then I asked her to move on her back and she happily obliged. I moved her down a little and put her head between my legs. I was on my knees and my both legs were at the side of her head. My cock was dangling over her face.

Again, I took a lot of oil and put it on the boobs. I started the massage and it was my favorite place to massage. She was also getting more excited. I took her boobs in my hands and then released them. She started playing with my cock.

My sali then tried to get my cock in her mouth. And I was just concentrating on her boobs. She took her fingers to her pussy and started fingering herself while I was playing with her boobs.

I was getting a top view of her masturbation. She had put 2 fingers in her vagina and was getting very fast. I could feel her cumming, and I started pinching lightly on her nipples. This accentuated her pleasure and she came in droves.

Then I left her boobs and told her I would make her cum again with my hands. She just smiled. I sat on her boobs and my legs folded down so that I didn’t put weight on her body.

I took oil and went down to her pussy. It was already wet. I started massaging her vagina. Then I took my fingers to her clit and started playing with it. I knew it would take her some time to cum again. So, I went slowly and steadily.

I was just circling her clit with my fingers. This went on for some 5 minutes. After that, I went down to her feet, spread them apart, and came between her legs. I put my 2 fingers inside her chut and my lips on her clit.

It was a double assault on her vagina. She started moaning again and started going up and down on my fingers. Her boobs were also bouncing and it was an awesome sight. After about 10 minutes of fingering, she came again. She was fully satisfied.

Now it was my turn for the pleasure. I went and sat on her tummy and pressed my sali’s boobs together and began boobs-fucking her with my cock. I was enjoying it very much. I knew I wouldn’t last so long. But it was an amazing feeling.

In between, she signaled me to put my cock in her mouth. I alternated between fucking my sister-in-law’s tits and fucking her mouth. After some 10 minutes of tit-fuck and sucking, I came in her mouth. And we both lied in each other’s arms.

The massage was pretty delightful. We both were covered in oil. We just lied on the bed for an hour or so, fully satisfied. The key to having so much sex was sleeping at regular intervals. After we woke up, we were ready for the next session.

So, this was the end of the 8th part. We had an amazing time massaging each other. In the next part, I will describe how we both used their in-house jacuzzi and went clubbing.

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