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Hi friends, I am penning down my memories after a very long time. I hope you like this story too, as in my earlier stories.

I am a 52-year-old man presently living in Bangalore. This particular incident happened in Mysore. During summer vacations, I had been to my dad’s younger cousin sister, Padma Aunty’s place. I was studying Engineering and was about 19 years old.

That night Padma Aunty and I had sex had a second round of sex. I slept in her arms with my cock lodged in her pussy around 4 in the morning. When I got up, it was 11 AM, and Padma Aunty was not to be seen. I was covered by a bedsheet properly and found my cock cleaned up off our love juices.

I took a bath, came out and heard Padma Aunty’s voice. I peeped out and saw her speaking over the phone near the living room sofa with her back towards me. She looked like a goddess in a loose white salwar kurta. Wanting to prank her, I came out nude, standing behind her.

I slowly lifted her kurta and pulled her salwar cord. Padma Aunty shrieked loudly in shock. She tried to catch her falling salwar with her free left hand. She turned towards me, pleading with a big ‘NO’ in her eyes. She was shocked at seeing me naked with my hard cock dangling between my legs.

I lifted her kurta over her back, saw her white bra strip, and unhooked it. I brought my hands to her front, pushed the bra cups up, and caught her breasts. I pressed my cock onto her ass feeling her panties material. All this happened in a few seconds.

Padma Aunty was still trying to pull her salwar up and was speaking on the phone. “What? I am ok, dear. What were you saying? Not today. You are coming next Saturday?” I was pressing her breasts, kissing her neck, pushing her against the sofa’s back by pressing her buttocks.

She was trapped between me and the sofa. I knew she was speaking with her husband on the phone. “What? Mama and Priya are coming today,” Padma Aunty was speaking. My right hand drifted down into her panties, “No, stop it. No, Dear, not for you. The neighbour’s cat is inside the house.”

Padma Aunty looked at me pleadingly. My left hand felt the soft breast’s flesh, tweaking the nipples with my thumb. The right hand was trying to pull her panties down. Padma Aunt’s hand left her salwar, which dropped to the floor. She was desperately trying to stop her panties from being pulled down.

“Shh, don’t do that, STOP. No honey, the cat is trying to remove the milk’s lid,” she said to her hubby on the phone. Kissing her sensitive earlobes and pressing her breasts gently. I pulled her panties off her ass cheeks and invaded her pussy with my fingers.

“Hmm, I will give you milk later. Stop devil, no, dear. This cat has been troubling me since yesterday. He wants to drink my milk always…..no, Raman. It’s a good cat but a bit naughty. Let them come, yes Rajesh is also here, take care honey, bye.”

Padma Aunty disconnected the phone, tried to remove my hands from her body, and said, “What were you doing, Rajesh? It was your Uncle. He will be coming this Saturday, not today.”

“That’s good news. We can enjoy the whole week,” saying I pushed her panties down using my legs. Lifting her fragile body brought her to the dining table, still pressing against her back. She supported herself when I pushed her down by placing her hands on the table.

Now Padma Aunty was in doggy position, naked ass high, pushing her kurta up to her neck, baring my Angel. Cupping her hanging breasts, I rubbed my hard cock all over her soft ass flesh. Turning back, Padma Aunty asked, smiling, “What has my horny cat got in mind now?”

Placing my cockhead at her love hole said, “It wants to drink milk from the source. Now it wants to mix milk, and it’s curd in the sacred vessel, Auntie.”

“Oh really, will it drink the mixed juices,” Padma Aunty asked naughtily. “Oh, Yes,” I said. I pushed all my 8 inches into her and collapsed on her body, my hands still gripping her breasts. Padma Aunty turned, kissing me said, “Make it quick honey, my father-in-law and my husband’s brother’s wife are coming.”

But it was too late. I saw them standing near the window, staring at us. I was pulling my cock out of my Aunt’s wet pussy and trying to get back inside her. Padma Aunty couldn’t see them as her face was down. She was anticipating me back inside her.

I nudged her. She looked up and looked frightened, seeing her father-in-law and her younger sister-in-law. Padma Aunty pushing me away, said in a shaky voice, “Go to my room and don’t come out till I call you. I will handle this. Go now.”

She pulled her kurta down, picked her salwar and panties from the floor, dressed quickly and ran to open the door. Her father-in-law Gowda was dressed in a white shirt and dhoti. Her younger sister-in-law was dressed in a white T-shirt and blue jeans.

Cursing them for spoiling my morning fuck, I climbed the stairs and went to her room. I wore shorts, sat on the bed and waited. I could hear Padma Aunty’s father-in-law shouting. My Aunt too was shouting, but I heard her crying too. I wanted to go down and thrash that old man for making my Angel cry.

I controlled myself. Fifteen minutes passed, and I heard arguing now, but no shouting. Five minutes later, the door opened, and I thought it was Padma Aunty. But it was her sister-in-law Priya who came inside. I got up.

Priya came close, looking down said, “Akka’s (Elder sister in Kannada) lover boy is still hard,” looking at my tent. I asked, “Where is Aunty?” Priya, gripping my crotch, said, “She is busy servicing that pervert old man.” I was shocked and asked again, “What is he doing to my Aunty?”

“You want me to show what your Aunty is doing?” Priya unhooked my shorts, pulled my cock out, and started jerking me. “This is what Padma Akka is doing right now. That pervert got aroused seeing you fucking your Auntie. He wanted his release to keep his mouth shut, and Akka was trying to milk him. You got a big tool, Rajesh. No wonder Padma fell for it.”

Priya said, taking my pre-cum in her palm, lubricating me, jerked me faster. I wondered at the guts of this lady and observed her body keenly. Priya was around 30 and was about my height, with a slim figure. Her boobs were small, curvy midriff with long shapely legs.

She looked at me and asked, “Do you find my body sexier than your Aunt’s, loverboy?”

“How can I know when you are hiding it, Priya,” I said without any fear.

“Hmm, not Aunty but Priya. I don’t mind, but I love your guts, Rajesh. After getting caught red-handed, you are still hard as a rock. Want to see my body?” I nodded, and she continued, “Help yourself, Boy,” and winked at me. I lifted Priya’s shirt.

Her pink bra exposed her ‘B’ cup bra. My hands went behind her back, and I unhooked her bra. Lifting the cups, bared her small breasts, and they stood proudly on her chest. As she was fair-skinned, her body was still fair, saw no boobs sag with pink nipples pointing at me.

“I know my top floor is small, unlike Padma’s. Are you not curious to see the bottom floor?” Priya said, looking down at her jeans. I squeezed her tiny breasts, bending, and licked her nipples. My hands went down, unhooked her jeans.

I dipped my fingers into her jeans’ waistband and found her panties band. Holding both, I pulled them down her buttocks. I got my lips off her nipples and looked down at her naked pussy. I was surprised to see it cleanly shaved and looking like a little girl’s cunt.

I cupped her pussy, ran my fingers up and down her lips and was not surprised to feel her wet. Priya, moaning, said, “My sister-in-law has trained you well, Rajesh. How do you find my body? Is it better than your Aunt’s?”

“How can I tell Priya? I have neither tasted nor seen its tightness,” I said, fingering while she was idly jerking me. “You want to taste and fuck my pussy to give your opinion? Come on, taste me first,” said Priya, pushing me down. I kneeled before her and, pushing her jeans down to her knees, widened her legs.

I saw her pussy lips open, showing her pinkish inners. I licked her lips and found her tasty. I began lapping up her dripping juices. Priya pressed my head to her mound. I opened her lips more using my hands, licked and began to tongue fuck her.

“That’s is too good, Baby, suck it, Suck my clit,” Priya began shouting. My right thumb found her clit, flickering it. I tongue fucked her pussy lapping up her love juices. I heard the door opening and took my mouth off pussy. I saw Padma Aunty staring at us in anger.

“Bitch, how dare you make him suck you, fucking slut,” Padma Aunty shouted. I had never seen her getting angry like this. I got up.

Priya holding my cock again, said, “Don’t act like a pious woman, Akka. I have seen how you were getting fucked by this young boy. I was just getting licked, not getting fucked like you, don’t preach to me. Anyways, what happened with that old man?”

Padma Aunty mellowed and said, “That bastard made me jerk till he came. He asked me to do it again in the evening to keep his mouth shut.”

“That pervert gives me creep. I have seen him ogling at my body whenever he gets a chance and keeps talking about you always,” Priya said, hugging Padma Aunty, who was sobbing now.

“I won’t touch that pervert again. He is disgusting, tried to grope when I was jerking him. He asked me to strip, but I didn’t. Made him come in my hands,” Padma Aunty said, crying, keeping her head on Priya’s shoulders. She looked at my still-hard cock, and continued, “My poor boy.”

Priya said, “We will talk about that pervert later, Akka. Will you share your stud with me, please?” Padma Aunty looked at Priya and then at me and asked, “How is Priya? Did you find her body sexier than mine, baby?” I didn’t answer her but was looking at the warm friendship between the sisters-in-law.

“In what angle does he look like a baby? He is too large for his age. Look at his Tunne (cock in Kannada). He must be a good fucker, Akka,” Priya said, staring at my cock.

“He took me twice in the night and was ready for a third. But you guys spoiled our fun,” Padma Aunty said, smiling. Priya lifted the kurta off Padma Aunt’s body, unhooked the bra, and made my Angel topless. She pushed her onto the bed. Bending, Priya removed Padma Aunt’s salwar and panties from her legs.

She said,” I spoiled your mating. Now I will help you both to have a good time, come on, boy, your favourite Aunt’s pussy is waiting to be fucked.”

I stepped out of my shorts and came between Padma Aunt’s legs. Priya pushing her legs wider, said, “Don’t mind about my presence Rajesh, fuck Akka nice and good. She is a nice woman but frustrated living with her impotent husband.” Saying, she removed her shirt and bra.

She took my cock in her hand and, pointing it at Padma Aunt’s pussy continued, “I want to see how you fuck Akka. I may allow you to take me if you know how you use your big one to drill a pussy.”

Padma Aunty watched me, and I pushed my cock slowly into her, inch by inch, feeling her warm wet pussy gripping me tightly. She had closed her eyes while I was penetrating her and opened her eyes. My cock was fully embedded in her. I rested my body on her warm body, crushing her big breasts.

Padma Aunty kissed me all over my face, holding my neck and, looking into my eyes, said, “My lover boy invaded his Aunty slowly this time. What made you do that, honey.”

“All this time, I was looking for my pleasure, not bothered about yours, Aunty. I want you to enjoy yourself and not worry about that old man. I will handle him if needed.” I said, looking at Padma Aunty.

“Oh, my lover boy is speaking like a man. I know you won’t let me, your Aunty, down. Now fuck your Auntie and satisfy her, honey,” Padma Aunty said with tears in her eyes.

The story continues.  Readers can mail me your comments at [email protected].

Shipra! She hurried to the car after rapidly packing her items into her handbag. She is departing with her boss, Vikram, for a client appointment. For their bank, approving the loan agreement with textile business owner Shoaib is crucial.

Shipra works as a deputy manager for a private bank in Chandigarh. After serving her three-year term in Ludhiana, her hometown, she was recently transferred to Chandigarh. Shipra! Vikram repeated while driving. “You are aware of the significance of this loan to the bank, correct?”

Shipra, however, is buried in her thoughts. She recalls her recent argument with her husband, Ritesh, on her new transfer. He urged her to resign from her position. But she refused out of respect for herself and to provide her son with the best possible future.

She kept asking herself why only women, despite being capable, are urged to give up on their aspirations. She felt Vikram’s fingers stroking and rubbing her inner thighs. She rapidly returned to her senses. With an unrepentant sneer on his face, Vikram, a man in his late 40s, looked into her eyes with lust.

She swiftly moved her leg with disgust. Vikram has already attempted to abuse his position of power to make lewd moves toward her. Instead of challenging him, she decided to turn her head through the window. She has acquired the ability to disregard sexual objectification in this patriarchal environment.

After some time, they arrived at Shoaib’s office in the Chandigarh industrial area. A well-built and attractive young man named Shoaib is setting up a new factory in an industrial location close to Chandigarh called Baddi. He had first encountered Shipra in her bank.

She entered the cabin when he and Vikram were discussing funding. Shipra needed Vikram’s signature on a few documents. Her sweet scent permeates the space. Both were introduced to one another by Vikram. Her commanding personality immediately captured Shoaib’s attention.

Her piercing eyes and juicy pink lips attracted him. He can see two little moles on her light, dusky chin and neckline, right behind her mangalsutra. Her plump round breasts and prominently displayed pointy nipples. Her fitted pink kurta was enough to cause a powerful erection within his pants.

She was irritated by his stubbornness, yet he could not turn his gaze away. Shoaib continued to stare at her bouncy bottom confined in a tight salwar. She headed for her cabin. After she departed, he turned to face Vikram with a mischievous grin.

Vikram nodded, and the two seemed to have made an unspoken agreement.
While attempting to avoid being overheard by Shipra, Vikram called Shoaib to inform him of their arrival. He tells Shipra that Shoaib is at the office waiting for them after terminating the call.

He asked Shipra to go to his office while he finished a critical personal call. To reach Shoaib’s cabin, Shipra strolled through the office. Shoaib complimented her when she reached his office. “Bohut khoobsoorat lag re hain,” he said, extending his hand for a handshake.

She looks stunning today in a yellow sleeveless saree and dark red lipstick. She stands out from other women her age because of her excellent clothing sense. She must accept his offer of a handshake. Otherwise, he could feel offended. While he was doing all of this, she gazed into his crafty eyes.

In the corporate jungle, everyone is just waiting for a chance to live out their fantasies. She wondered how tough it would be for a woman to hold onto a job. Vikram suddenly entered and hurriedly explained that he had to return home owing to a medical emergency.

He instructed Shipra to accompany Shoiab on their factory visit so that he could give his final clearance. “Vikram, don’t worry!” Shoaib said, “I will also drop her back at the bank,” as if he had anticipated this. “Thanks!” Vikram responded and departed before she could respond.

Shipra feels confined in the cabin alone with Shoiab at this time. “Would you like tea or a coffee?” He queried. She avoided eye contact and answered, “Nothing.” But she could see he was staring at her breasts while she pretended to glance at her diary.

She was lamenting her clothing choices. It lets a man staring at her shamelessly see some of her cleavage and lovely arms. “Should we depart then ?” Without uttering a word, she followed him to his BMW. She is a shrewd woman and can anticipate what will happen next.

Though she could have refused, she chose not to. She is being compelled to be pursued by something inside of her. She is searching deep inside for suffering and punishment. She wanted to make her spouse pay for his lack of depth.

They departed for the hour-long drive to his new factory location. She was not in the mood to converse, despite Shoaib’s attempts to engage her in conversation while glancing at her intermittently. She wanted to complete it swiftly because it was inevitable.

She was asked by Shoaib if they might have a lunch break in between. He informed her that there was a good five-star hotel in the vicinity. They could stop for lunch and rest. She nodded in agreement, continuing to gaze out the window.

She had already decided not to rebel against what was about to happen. After arriving at the hotel, they had a quick break in their room. She was given the keys by Shoaib, who also promised to return after a smoke. He continued to stroke her gentle hands as she took the keys.

Every word of the conversation she had with Shoaib at lunch replays in her head. She makes her way down the hotel hallway to the room. After arriving at the hotel, Shipra noticed that every employee, from the manager to the waiter, was suspiciously eyeing her. As if she were an escort.

She approached Shoaib directly, “Shoaib, what do you what?” The awkwardness was starting to get to her. Shoaib stated he was struck by her beauty and, more so, by her confidence from the moment he first met her. He was direct and to the point.

“Since the first time I saw you, I have been unable to get over your ideas. You are very stunning. I can only let go of this need and craving after making love to you at least once. I will do everything in return if you agree to my request.”

“Isn’t it blackmailing what you are doing?” she muttered angrily. “You forced Vikram to inform me that I might lose my job if this deal is not cracked. You know how important it is for me to continue working here. If I disagree with you, I’ll have to quit my job. I’ve been doing it despite all the odds.”

“No, it’s a decision,” he responded with a smile. “If you please me, I’ll see you are promoted and take over Vikram’s position. Whatever transpires between us will only stay between us.”

Shipra ignored the food platter and thrust her palm forward in search of the room keys. She shook her head as she walked into the room, appearing to have already made up her mind. Shipra left the door to the room open while she went to shower. Shoaib walked in.

While he waited for her, he chose to sip on his favourite Scotch. He heard the door opening as he poured the second drink. He turned around to face his delightful surprise. She’s standing there with her damp hair resting on her shoulder, covered in a pink towel.

Shoaib is growing more eager for this unlawful conduct due to her mangalsutra hanging on her apparent cleavage. His desire for her breasts increased when he noticed a lovely mole under her mangalsutra. He then turned to face her stunning legs, which were all exposed except for her crotch.

He feels an adrenaline surge as he considers consuming this stunning Hindu woman who is married. Shipra is staring into his eyes, penetrating his heart, showing her confidence in her actions. She continued to stare at him while she loosened the knot on her towel.

The only other man, except for her husband, who has seen her like this, is him. The towel dropped on her feet and caused her to stand completely naked in front of him. Shoaib’s heart was gushing out of his mouth. His penis was desperately trying to escape her jeans.

She came out of the towel and began to walk towards him.

Gagana’s eyes met through the mirror while she dressed to get banged. Ran, chased, caught, and fucked her in a room. “Come fuck me. Fuck your mirchi. Fuck your Gagana. I am all yours. Want your dick ah.”

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Continuing the story after fingering the hottie Gagana in the trial room of the lingerie shop in Bangalore. I billed and paid for a pair of lingerie of my choice and a dress of her choice. Gagana sat behind me, sticking her complete front onto my body with her small melons pressed hard against my back.

She circled her thin hands around my waist and rested her head with her warm breath touching my back for the ride to the hotel. During the drive to the hotel, She spoke the following in a husky tone into my ears, which was seductive.

Gagana: Hey, this was an adventurous and crazy experience for me, kano. I will never forget this in my whole lifetime. I completely forgot that we were in a store. (Naanu marthe bitte naavu angadi nal irodhu.)

She pinched my tummy saying this.

Gagana: Madhan, I am dying to get fucked from your hard cock, kano. (Bega nin tunne nan olage haako Madhan.) I have never shot so much cum before. My heart was beating too fast when you started this stunt in the store.

Gagana: I want you to suck me madly and crazily, Madhan. (Nan body yella nekki cheepu Madhan) Did you like my boobs? Are they small for you? (Nan mola ista aitha? ninage adhu chikkadhu aitha?)

I rode the bike silently to the hotel. We reached the comfy room on the fourth floor. She quickly freed herself of her bag, sandal, shawl, and handbag. She reached towards me, ran and hugged me tightly.

She giggled and said, “Hey, Madhan, very nice room. We will share the bill.” I told her, “Did you like the room?” She said, “I loved the room, and I never expected such a classy room.” I told her to stop concerning about money. She said, “Ok, sorry. I don’t want to make you angry.”

She unzipped her bag and displayed three costumes asking me to choose one. I chose the green silk saree. She said, “I don’t know how to wear a saree, Madhan. Will you help me?” I said, “No, I will help remove the saree.” (with a wink).

She blushed and said, “I will try to wear it.” She ran into the restroom to change. I unzipped my bag. I pulled out the condom packet, Chocolate and placed them on the bedside table. I eagerly waited for Gagana with a remote in hand, switching channels on the TV.

She walked out of the restroom shyly draped clumsily in a green silk saree. The saree was bought by her parents for her boy seeing ceremony. Two white beaded necklaces were dangling over the saree around her neck.

She slowly sat in front of the mirror with damp, dark hair. I moved over the bed, so my reflection was visible to Gagana, and I could see her seductive face in the mirror. Our eyes met briefly through the mirror.

She unzipped her bag and started wearing a gold earring on her small ears. I stared at Gagana with music running on the TV. She started by applying light pink eye shadow above and under her sharp round eyes. Her eyes became sexier after she applied mascara.

She stuck a diamond-shaped bindi on her forehead. I winked at her. She smiled and then wore glass bangles on her small hand. She was preparing herself in front of a stranger to get banged.

I placed my hand on the erect cock over the pant and started massaging through the length staring at Gagana’s eyes through the mirror. Gagana’s milky white tender skin, traditional saree, and accessories made her look like a goddess.

When she applied red lipstick over her thick juicy lips, I bit my lower lips and moved my tongue, drenching my lips. I said hornily, “My dick (tunne) is waiting for your juicy lips, baby. Anyway, I will remove everything. Why are you getting ready?”

She blushed with her cheeks turning red. She turned her face and said in a romantic tone, “Hey Madhan, I am fully yours today. Do what you want with me” (Hey Madhan, naanu ivattu fully ninge kano. en beku maadko). I called, “Oye Mirchi,” and threw the jasmine flowers I had bought for her.

She wore the jasmine flower over her hair with a naughty smile. I walked towards her. She got up from the chair with a burst of laughter. I touched her red lipstick and draped her soft lips with my fingers. The lips were very soft. She squinted and closed her eyes, feeling my fingers.

She then pushed me away and started running all around the room with laughter. I chased behind her to catch. The moment I catch, she used to push me and run again, inviting me by saying, “Come catch me and fuck me. I am all yours, come.” (Baaa hidi nanna and fuck maadu. Naanu fully ninnavalu baa Madhan baa)

I intensionally ran slow in our cat-mouse chase. After some adrenaline rushes from the running, we breathed heavily. I finally caught her and pushed her over the bed with her lungs out of breath. I used to call her Mirchi during our chats.

Gagana was lying on the bed with huge breaths. I said in a husky voice, “Mirchi, aah,” and parted the saree from her navel and dug my face in. Gagana took a huge breath a moan, “Ah,” with her finger grabbing my hair.

She had a slightly hairy body. The sensation made her body hairs erect. I gave a gentle kiss on her shaky belly. I slowly moved the kiss from the belly button to each side of her slim sexy navel. Gagan was shivering.

I held her navel by the sides, dug my nose into her belly, and rubbed. She started giggling with loud smiles. I dug my tongue into her belly button and licked it for some time with heavy moanful breathing from Mirchi.

I then turned her around, making her sleep on her belly. I pushed the jasmine-stuck dark hair away from her You-cut blouse bareback. I moved my face with my breath grazing her bare back. I then started sucking the top end of her ears.

I gently removed the dangling earring from her ears and placed them over the side table. I sucked her ears, slowly drenching them in my saliva. I continued the sucking, travelling towards her neck with a sound “Ahh” from Mirchi. I continued eating and tasting her milky white back.

My hands squeezed her firm, round ass cheeks over the silky saree, and my lips sucked her navel. She had a slim white navel, and there were two moles over the sides of her navel. I then moved my face over her ass above the silk saree with my nose digging into the ass crack.

I rubbed my face feeling all of her soft, firm ass cheeks. She increased her moaning. I became horny. I turned her around and pulled the saree away from her shoulder and tiny bosom. I saw two small round melons hidden inside her green blouse.

My lips caught sucking her neck with my fingers tingling and playing with her bare navel. I unhooked the blouse and removed it. Her yummy white boobs came into view since she wore no bra. I quickly grabbed those boobs with both of my hands.

I pressed them slowly, feeling the flesh. Then squeezed them hard with pleasured moans from Gagana. She closed her eyes, lifted her upper body, and enjoyed the pleasure with a high breath rate. Oh god, she pushed my head into her when my lips started sucking her small pointy nipples.

I grabbed the beaded necklace and pulled it. The necklace broke with beads running all around. My mouth hungrily continued sucking her yummy nipples. She kept talking and moaning. After eating her boobs and nipples, I grabbed her chin and started kissing her with my hands undoing the saree from her hips.

I continued sucking away the saliva off her lips. My hands rubbed her juicy, shaved pussy. She went wild, kissing me with her nose getting crammed with my nose. I sensed a properly wet pussy, and she was horny. She broke the kiss and said, “Fuck me (maado), fuck me hard, Madhan. I want to get fucked”

Saying this, she hurriedly removed all her remaining clothes. I asked, “Are you ready to get my cock inside you?” She nodded and started unbuttoning my shirt. I removed all my clothes except my tented underwear.

I asked her, touching my cock over the tented underwear, “You want this? You want to see?” (Bekaa? Nodthiya?) She grew crazy and recklessly pulled away my underwear with my snake jumping out of its cage. She kept staring at my hard cock. I made her touch and held my shaft with her small soft hands.

She applied saliva over her pussy and stared into me, saying, “Come fuck me. Fuck your mirchi. Fuck your Gagana. I am all yours. Madhan. I want you badly inside me.” I wore the condom, slowly increasing the wilderness of Gagana. I positioned my cock over her yummy juicy pussy lips.

I rubbed the cock head over the clitoral hood and all around her pussy. I teased, “Shall I insert? Tell Mirchi” (Haakla helu? Mirchi haakla). She replied, “Yes push it in Madhan. Don’t make me wait push in. Come insert haaa insert” (haan haaku Madhan. Kayasbeda. haaku begaa. Haaaa begaa haaku)

I pushed my shiny cock head slowly into her warm wet pussy. “Ahh,” She jerked her body backwards. I continued pushing my hard cock slowly and completely into her. When my cock was fully into her, I grabbed her chin with one hand and started stroking my cock in and out of her pussy slowly.

She shouted moans. After a few slow strokes, I increased the speed of my cock, driving into her with huge force. My dick could feel the warm fluids of Gagana. She took huge breaths, saying, “Ah, Madhan, I wanted this, continue.”

I continued fucking her pussy harder and harder. I felt the urge to cum. I immediately pulled out my cock and relaxed, avoiding the cum. I rested on my back and pulled Mirchi over me. I adjusted my cock into her hole and slid into her slowly.

She rode me in a cowgirl position, feeling my complete cock into her. She continued talking with loud moans. My eyes glued over her small boobs, shaking with my thrusts. She released cum which flowed down. After a few more strokes, I shot my load too.

We enjoyed all day nude exploring each other. Gagana gave me a memorable blowjob sucking my hard cock with her small mouth and eating my balls.

Gagana, I will not forget you. I desire to fuck you again. You have blocked me after this incident citing marriage as a reason. I want to bang you just after your marriage before your husband. If you are reading this story, message me if you are interested. I know you will be.

Thank you, ISS readers.

Hey guys! This is Simraan again. I had been working my big ass off in the last few months. So much so that I didn’t even think about sexual pleasures (fuck!). My brain was hard-wired to complete assignments. I lost touch with emotions and my colleagues started thinking that I had been possessed.

But my husband thought I was cheating on him with some guy (guys!) in the office. He would call me at random hours which disturbed my zone.

While talking on the phone, he would tell me all the dirty ways in which he would like to fuck me in bed. Sometimes he was even calling me a slut who forgot her husband (in a drunken rage!).

So, after finishing my assignments and enjoying a small party in the office dedicated to my commitment, I was ready to play hard.

The first thing I did was to go to the parlor to get rid of my body hair (important regions). I got a new look and when I stood in front of the life-size mirror, I was surprised to see how sexily chubby I had become.

My body looked like Vidya Balan’s from the ‘Dirty Picture’ movie (Silk Smitha!). That day, when I went home to surprise my husband and satisfy his cock, I was surprised by his indifferent attitude.

Me: What’s wrong with you? You wanted it so bad so why don’t you fuck me… (I was standing in a transparent nighty and white bra panty trying to seduce him).

Husband (drunk): Fuck off, you bitch..

I couldn’t take that tone of his so came straight back with verbal abuses. I commented on his dick which seemed to have stopped working (again!). Even teased him about being a coward who talked mightily on the phone but didn’t have the balls to do it to me.

It was 11:30 pm when he got up from bed and left the house. I called my college-time lover but he was not picking up his phone. So, I took out my vibrator and started fantasizing about rough sex.

I was thinking about all the things my husband had told me on the phone. To my surprise, the thoughts turning me on were getting my ass spanked, my tits slapped, and my nipples pulled. I even started rubbing my pussy thinking about threesome encounters.

I guessed that my feelings for dominating a man weren’t coming because I was desperate to have sex.

That was the first time when I became frustrated because I wanted to find a penis. I even thought about calling one or two of the college boys living in my building. They would otherwise check my body out and fantasize about fucking me every day anyway.

Luckily, I received a call from my lover. I was so happy to hear his voice that I sounded a bit needy.

Lover: What’s up, slut?! Seems like you need a cock…

I don’t know what had got in him too. Even in his drunk state, my lover never spoke to me like that. I nervously reminded him that it was I.

Lover: Yes, I know it’s you, Simmy! I just felt like calling you a slut because you only call me when you need a fuck, like I am your slut…

I knew he was telling the truth, but he was the only cock available at the time and I didn’t want to ruin the chance.

Me: I am waiting for you in a sexy satin nighty. My loser husband is not home. So, quit bitching and come to my place as fast as you can, bye!

About an hour later, I heard the doorbell. I walked towards the door with mixed feelings. If it were my husband, my plan for cheating sex would have been ruined.

When I opened the door, I was shocked and surprised at the same time. My lover was carrying my drunk husband. I didn’t know whether they had met somewhere on the road or inside the bar.

I took them inside and closed the door. My lover had to drag my husband to the sofa because he refused to walk.

We both were standing tall in front of my husband who was sitting on the sofa and looking confused. My lover grabbed my ass and began to pinch my ass cheeks in mischief. I had lost all the mood but he was trying hard to get me horny.

Husband (almost shouting): You know who this is honey?!

I thought no way my lover would have introduced himself as my ex. But looking at my lover’s confident stance, I was not sure what surprise was waiting for me.

Husband: His name is Prem, he’s a Love Guru to young lovers. I hope you will be able to look into our marriage life. Ah… excuse me…

My husband rushed to the toilet to pee because of all the drinks he had gulped in the bar. My lover did not even wait till he was out of sight. He sat on the sofa and made me sit on his lap. I started grinding my ass on his dick while he stretched out my ass cheeks.

We were kissing intensely and with every second, my lover became wilder. He made me sit in doggy-style pose and started licking my asshole and pussy.

We were so busy with our passions that neither of us noticed my husband popping inside the room. He saw me grinding my butt on my lover’s face.

Husband: No no no, you have got it wrong, Prem… Move your ass out of his face, you fat bitch!

My husband separated my lover’s face from my ass and pushed me onto the sofa! He gets courageous when he’s drunk.

Husband: Prem, you have to teach me how to control this fat ass bitch. You see, she tends to control me as though I am the one with a pussy (haha)…

My husband made an impossible attempt to stand still, be clear in his speech, and pretend my lover was some sort of a marriage counsellor.

He grabbed my pussy and made me stand in front of him. Whenever I tried to get away from him, he would spank my ass and hold my pussy tightly.

Husband: You see Prem, I need to discipline this bitch right now. Tell me if I am doing it correctly…

He straightaway shoved his erect cock inside my dry pussy and started pumping it. I was not able to get away from his hold, so I whispered to my lover to get him away from me.

Lover: That’s not the way man, you are doing wrong completely! Leave her…

My lover pushed my husband onto the sofa and took me in his charge. He thought my husband would charge on him but instead, he kept jerking off his cock watching me sticking with his lover guru.

While I was being manhandled, the nighty slipped away from my body and I was standing in a transparent bra and thongs. This sight excited my husband even more. My lover was sticking his cock inside my ass cheeks because he too was getting pumped up.

He was thinking about getting rid of my husband or tricking him somehow into fucking my pussy right there. Since my husband was already in a drunk state, he was out of control and his mind was difficult to distract.

Without a warning, he pounced on my body with eyes wide open showing sexual excitement. He pushed my lover onto the sofa and took authority over my body.

Husband: I don’t know how you would discipline this bitch, but this is my way…

He started spanking my ass cheeks and spreading my pussy lips to get it nice and loose. I was desperate for a cock and had no intention of fighting back. I enjoyed the way my husband slapped my boobs, stretched my ass cheeks, and kept calling me a bitch all the time.

Husband: See what my cock can do to your tight little pussy, you arrogant bitch!

My husband spat on my pussy and slipped his erect cock inside while holding my ass cheeks. I was getting fucked in a standing doggy style pose in front of my lover who was also a stranger to my husband.

He would finger my asshole, make me moan, and slap my cheeks to focus on my lover (stranger). I never expected this type of humiliating sex would happen to me, especially between my lover and my husband.

After a few minutes of intense sex with my pussy in front of a stranger, my husband left me on top of my lover and fell on the floor tired. He passed out taking a sweet nap till morning.

Whereas I was sitting on my lover’s lap with my husband’s cum sticking out from my pussy. I saw in his eyes a cunning plan that was soon to be played. He didn’t say what it was when I asked him. But his answer made me curious…

Lover: Simmy, get ready to enjoy a new phase of your married life…

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Hi friends, I am penning down my memories after a very long time. I hope you like this story too, as in my earlier stories.

I am a 52-year-old man presently living in Bangalore. This particular incident happened in Mysore. During summer vacations, I had been to my dad’s younger cousin sister, Padma Aunty’s place. I was studying Engineering and was about 19 years old.

Priya said, “Look at the bonding between Aunt and Nephew. It’s a sight to behold. I envy you, Akka. Fuck your Angel stud and make her forget about her worries.”

I started fucking Padma Aunty slowly at first. After getting into a good rhythm, I began to pound her hard. She was receiving it, smiling at me. Priya got up, pressing her bosom on my back. Her hands pushing my buttocks down urged me to go deeper into my Aunt.

I could feel her sharp nipples poking my back. I was sandwiched between two lovely ladies trying to give me the utmost pleasure. Padma Aunt’s breasts were swaying on her chest while I hammered her. Priya got off my back, bringing her face close to my Aunt’s and kissing her.

Padma Aunty enjoying the sex started kissing Priya back. Both co-sister’s lips were in a duel, trying to outdo each other. Seeing them lip-locking, I increased my speed. Angel’s pussy was flooded with juices, yet trying to milk me, gripping tightly.

Padma Aunty removing her lips and panting, said, “Suck, my tits, Priya.” Priya looked at her sister-in-law, took a nipple, and started to suck it. Holding the other one and tweaking the nipple gently. Padma Aunty screamed, raising her ass off the bed and helping me to go deeper.

“Oh. Fuck me harder. Tear your Aunt’s pussy, baby,” She shouted. I was afraid that her father-in-law might hear her screaming. I wanted to finish Padma Aunty off ASAP, pounded her harder for a few minutes. When I knew I was close, I pushed deep.

I laid on Priya’s back and started ejaculating into her throbbing pussy. She hugged Priya and me, receiving my cum, and teary eyes. She had a satisfied look on her face. We didn’t move for a few minutes. We heard the doorbell ringing.

Padma Aunty pushed Priya off her chest and said, “Priya, go open the door. It should be my maid.”

Priya: What about me, Akka?

Padma Aunty: Don’t worry, you can have your turn. Now open the door.

Priya: You both shouldn’t move until I come back.

Padma Aunty: What for Priya?

Priya: I want to eat your pussy to see how cocktail cum tastes.

Padma Aunty patting Priya’s head, said, ‘Ok.’ Priya got up, wore her T-shirt, pulled her panties and jeans up and turned to leave.

Me: You forgot to wear a bra, Priya.

Priya: I don’t need a bra. My boobs don’t bounce like your Aunt’s.

Saying lifted her shirt, shaking her upper body, showing her small, firm breasts. Priya said, “Look, they are stiff,” and left the room. Padma Aunty embraced, bringing her face close, lips almost touching asked, “How was it to fuck your aunty in front of an audience lover baby?”

Me: It was good, Aunty. But I want to make love to you in front of your perverted father-in-law.

Padma Aunty: That’s too risky, Rajesh. He may blackmail me to fuck him.

Me: I won’t allow that bastard to touch you. Forget about fuck. I have a plan. We will pay Ruksana to give him a handjob instead of you. I will take you in front of him. If he wants to fuck, he can fuck Ruksana by paying her. Anyway, that poor girl needs money badly.”

Padma Aunty, “You have thought about everything, but what about Priya? She is dying to get fucked. I know that her husband is a lousy fucker like my hubby.”

Me: Do you think I will let go of that tight pussy? I want to see if she can take me and give me as much pleasure you gave me, Aunty.

Padma Aunty: What ‘IF’ she satisfies you more than me? Will you forget your aunty Rajesh?

I saw a worried look on her face. My cock was getting hard inside her cum filled pussy. Pulling it a little and humping back said, “You are my first love, my Angel and my teacher. Even if I get a virgin pussy, my cock will come to you first, Padma Aunty,” and began fucking her again in a slow rhythm.

Padma Aunty holding my face started kissing all over my face trying to muffle her screams while I fucked her the second time in a row. She had wrapped her legs across my back. We could hear a puch puch sound while I was drilling her cum filled pussy. I fucked my Angel for another ten minutes.

I heard the door open and turned to see Priya coming inside. “You guys are crazy. Started fucking again, and that too without me,” Priya said, making a sad face.

Padma Aunty, smiling, said, “You wanted to suck our juices. We will give more. Wait for a few minutes, and my baby will shoot another load. Fuck baby fuck and cum, let Priya have her lunch from my pussy.”

I fucked Padma Aunty and finally released my second load of cum. Her pussy overflowed, dripping down her ass, wetting the sheets, while Priya watched us.

Padma Aunt’s pussy was milking my cock, all of its juices, while she was enjoying another orgasm, hugging me like a baby.  A few minutes later, I rolled over and lay next to Padma Aunt’s right.

Priya: Looks like you both have pissed, not cum. Your pussy is still dripping the whole bedsheet.

Padma Aunty: That’s what you wanted. Come suck our cum out of me. What is Ruksana doing, Priya?

Priya: She washed the utensils while I spoke with Anil on the phone. Now she was wiping the floor. She was asking for you and even your lover boy too. Does she know about you guys?

Padma Aunty: Yeah, she knows. Come suck me.

Priya looked at my flaccid cock, then at Padma Aunt’s pussy. She pulled her top baring her breasts, bending down. She took my cock in her mouth and cleaned it using her tongue and lips. She shifted towards Padma Aunty, kneeling between her legs on the bed and started sucking my Angel’s pussy swallowing our juices.

Padma Aunty holding my hand, closing her eyes, was enjoying her co-sister’s mouth eating her pussy. Five minutes passed, and Priya showed no signs of getting up and then I heard the door open. Ruksana entered and saw topless Priya between her naked Malkin’s legs eating pussy.

She was looking both shocked and surprised. Looking down at my soft cock asked, “Didi, I finished all the work. Shall I go, or have you got any work for me?”

Padma Aunty opening her eyes, said: I am a bit busy now, as you can see. I got important work for you tonight. Go and tell your Ammi and come back to stay overnight here.

Ruksana: Ok, Didi, I will come back in the evening.

Padma Aunty said, “Don’t you want to suck Rajesh’s cock, young lady? Look how it is waiting for your mouth.”

Ruksana giggled as a little girl jumped on the bed. Removing her top and bra, baring her gorgeous, firm big melons. She quickly got between my legs, crushing her melons on my thighs. Took my cock and started sucking it. My cock was sore from the fuck and blowjobs from yesterday.

But I couldn’t say ‘NO’ to Ruksana. I allowed her to suck my cock for a few minutes and said, “Ruksana, my tunne (cock) is sore from last night. Why don’t you eat Priya? She loves it.”

Ruksana: Oh, so you lost your virginity to Didi finally. How was your first fuck? Did Didi teach you well?

Me: It was mind-blowing. Aunty was sportive and allowed me twice to take her.

Ruksana: You could have fucked me in the third round if Didi allowed you.

Padma Aunty sternly: Rukku, do as he says. You will have your chance with him in the night, now suck Priya, I think you know my co-sister.

Priya, eating her co-sister’s cunt, turned to see Ruksana topless, lifted her lips and said, “My goodness, such monster breasts for a young girl. She can feed the whole street with her milk if she has any.”  I saw her removing her jeans and pulling them down with her panties. I said, “Ruksana, look, she is inviting you.”

Ruksana left my cock. Kneeling on the floor, pull Priya’s pants and panties from her legs. Priya kneeled, lifted her ass, and widened her thighs, allowing Ruksana to go at her pussy. Ruksana latched her tongue on Priya’s pussy and began licking it like a puppy.

It was a beautiful sight to see two horny women eating pussies in a row.

Padma Aunty looking at me, asked, “Are you hard, Rajesh?”

Me: Yes, Aunty, do you want me to make love again?

Padma Aunty: No, not me. Go fuck Rukku from behind. You love ass, and she has a good big one. Come here, let me suck and wet your cock.

I got up, kneeling before Padma Aunty placed my cock on her lips. She sucked it for a few seconds and said,” That poor girl has been waiting since yesterday. You have to take care of Priya tonight. Fuck her nicely, so she will do what we have in mind for her with that pervert.”

She went behind Ruksana, untying her salwar, and pulled it down along with her panties. Ruksana was startled but co-operated by lifting her ass and widening her thighs. I rubbed my cock along her pussy lips, lubricating my cock with her juices. I plunged into her pussy in one stroke.

Ruksana shrieked loudly due to the rough invasion but pushed her ass back to take me inside fully. “Fuck me harder, Rajesh, make me your bitch,” Ruksana shouted. Priya saw me fucking Ruksana.

She got mad and said, “Fucker, you were supposed to fuck me first, not that slut. Fucking bitch, eat me properly or else I will kick you in the face.”

Ruksana dipped her lips back on Priya’s pussy, silencing her screams. Holding her hips for grip, I hammered her pussy using all my strength. She was cumming on my cock continuously. I found her pussy tighter than Padma Aunt. Maybe her young age and she was not used much.

I saw the chain, Padma Aunty, Priya, Ruksana and myself enjoying group sex. Five minutes later, I cum in Ruksana. I got laid beside my Angel. She wiped the sweat off my face and said, “That was quick, Rajesh.”

“I am tired and need to pee, Aunty,” I said. Ruksana got up from Priya and said, “Use my mouth, Rajesh.” Priya and Padma Aunty were shocked to hear her. Priya, sitting on the bed, said, “That’s disgusting. You are a whore.”

“I don’t mind, Didi, after all, we swallow cum, and piss is healthy. Come, Rajesh, pee in my mouth, but do it slowly and give me time to swallow.” Ruksana invited me, kneeling on the floor. I got up and stood before her.

Ruksana opened her mouth wide, holding my cock in her right hand. I started urinating in her mouth. The bitch was swallowing my piss as I was discharging in her mouth. Not once she choked, and I saw her throat swallowing all my piss.

Padma Aunty and Priya were watching dumbstruck Ruksana gulping my piss hungrily. I emptied my bladder into her mouth. Ruksana sucked my cock to clean it, licking drops of piss near the foreskin.

“That was yummy, Rajesh. My pussy and mouth are full of your cum and piss,” Ruksana got up, dressed and said to Padma Aunty, “I will tell Ammi and come back in the evening, Didi,” and she left.

The story continues.  Readers can mail me your comments at [email protected].

Shoaib was shamelessly admiring her coffee-coloured pointy nipples and firm 34 C breasts. She approached him, seized the tumbler of scotch from his grasp, and drank from it. His shirt was unfastened as she encircled him from behind with her arms.

She now begins kissing his shoulders while caressing her pointy nipples on his bare back. She turns him over and begins to kiss his nipples while gazing up into his eyes. He closed her eyes in bliss as Shipra pinched and licked his nipples.

Shipra forced him onto the bed and began removing the zip of his jeans.  She forced him to lie naked in front of her by dragging his underwear and jeans along with them. She was prepared for a hunt. His legs were hanging when she dragged him to the edge of the bed.

She picked up the scotch and took a sip before spilling it over his circumcised penis, which was longer than her husband’s penis by around 2 inches. As she kneels, she places the tip of his penis in her mouth and tickles it with her tongue. She liked the flavour of his precum coupled with the scotch.

It causes her to eat half of his penis. She begins stroking it with her hands from the opposite edge while sucking and biting it with her mouth. Periodically, she slides her lips along the length of her penis, leaving traces of red lipstick. Shoaib has never had such a rewarding blowjob from his college girlfriends.

He closed his eyes to increase the pleasure. He realised the value of experience a married lady can bring. Now pressing his balls, she quickened her pace. Shipra attempted to deep-throat him, but the length defeated her. She wasn’t prepared to give up, though.

After taking it out of her mouth, she started hitting her face with the penis. She then extended her tongue and began licking his balls and the entire surface of his penis. She is determined to lick every scrap of this erect circumcised penis.

She returned to the tip and swallowed his monster again while gripping it with her other hand. Shoaib was confused by the fake Shipra’s audacity as she ate his dick. She pretended to be a defenceless victim all day. Now she is acting like a seasoned prostitute.

He gave in to Shipra’s lust. Since he couldn’t manage her intensity of passion and talent, he finally erupted. Filling her mouth with his sperm, half of it she swallowed and the other half seeping through her lips. Shoaib continued to lie hopelessly, smoking another cigarette.

Shipra walked to the bathroom to clean herself. She washed and exited the bathroom wearing only her underwear and petticoat. Shoaib instantly rose to object as she buttoned her blouse. “You obtained your goal. Let me go now. We should depart because it is already late.” Trying to appear ignorant, she claimed.

Enchanted by her attractiveness, Shoaib doesn’t want the action to end in the middle. He begged her to cease. “No, Shoaib, we have to visit the factory to approve the loan. By then, it will be too late, said Shipra.

“Don’t stress over that. Anything I can, I’ll do for you. Don’t leave me, please.”

“Anything?” she inquired.

“Yes, anything,” Shoaib said.

“Can you immediately fire Vikram?” He reached for his phone and promptly dialled a number. “Chadha Sab! I want to ask you for a small favour. Would you be able to fire Vikram?” He ended the call and added, “It’s done.” He just made a call to the North Zone Head.

His control and his hunger for her make an impression on Shipra. Additionally, she knew in her heart that she had revenged on Vikram for objectifying her in front of Shoaib to save his ass. Vikram’s unwelcome touch in the morning, while he was driving, was also avenged.

Additionally, she had a secret desire for a Muslim man. She reopened her clothing and made her way to the bed. Feeling confident that, if a woman so desired, she could do anything. She was feeling so powerful from inside. Shoaib downed two more drinks before slamming into her.

They can feel each other’s breathing become heavier. They are only a few inches away and facing one other. They both realised how much they needed the other now as they stared into one other’s eyes intently. Suddenly, Vikram’s phone rang on Shoaib’s.

Shipra overhears Shoaib telling Vikram, “It’s not possible. Don’t call me again,” when he asks for his job. Before disconnecting, “Be sure you know the outcome if you try to disturb Shipra.” He quickly turned back to her and put his lips to hers. He didn’t want to waste any more time.

Shipra looks away while exposing her lips to him. Shipra gave in to the moment, leaned backwards, and lay down. Shoaib began kissing her more passionately. She was pushed over by Shoaib, who then stuck his tongue in her mouth. She let it in by opening her mouth.

She is no longer preventing him from acting. So perhaps she wanted to commend him on his authority. She even starts kissing him back and ruffling his hair in response to him. She pushed his head lower into her bosom and scratched his back.

He kissed her earlobes, neck, and cleavage beneath her mangalsutra. He crouched next to her large breast and put his thick finger inside her mouth while grabbing her left nipple. He started licking her nipple since he was attracted to another mole she had there.

Shoaib slipped his thick middle finger inside her pussy. It was now like a hot saucer oozing warm juices. He could feel that she was completely wet due to his activities. Shoaib started finger fucking her, and she began to scream. God, oh God! I’ve never experienced such powerful male fingers during a fuck.

In contrast to her extremely delicate spouse, he is rough-housing her and partially injuring her pussy. She loses control of her emotions. She begins to scream until Shoaib’s lips press against hers and she feels choked. He begins kissing her once again as he touches her, causing her to have an orgasm.

She was forced to open her mouth by Shoaib, who placed his fingers on her face. He wanted her to taste her cum, which was weird. Shoaib drove his fingers into her lips despite her denial and filled her mouth with her cum. In contrast to Shoaib’s cum, it is saltier and has a stronger fragrance.

Shoaib descended to her pussy and began licking her inner thighs. Then he licked the balance cum left out in her pussy. Meanwhile, she opened her legs to Shoaib while swallowing her cum. Shoaib pulled a condom out of his pocket and reached to swallow a glass of water.

Shipra interrupted him by saying, “No, Please fuck me without it! Condoms don’t appeal to me.”

“Are you sure?” he questioned.

“Yes, I’m certain. I want to feel your skin against mine.” He obeyed her orders like a submissive slave. She was dragged to the edge of the bed, her legs placed on his shoulders, and his penis placed directly on her pussy. He begins tormenting her by stroking his hard penis against her sexy vagina walls.

She had been waiting for her long-held wish to come true. But she was growing anxious and frantic. She often pondered how any other man entering her would make her feel. That much anticipated moment is now only a short distance away.

She attempted to insert his penis into her wet pussy by grabbing it with her right hand. Shoaib, who loved her desperation, instantly entered his entire length inside of her, causing her to sob in agony. This length, which is far longer than her husband’s penis, is now examining the inside of her that is still concealed.

She shut her eyes and began squeezing her protruding nipples as her mangalsutra fell to her left arm. Shoaib’s inner animal has been roused by this visual pleasure. He is now stroking her more vigorously, causing her boobs to bounce.

Shipra is enjoying the rough banging, but she is finding it difficult to handle it. She grips the bed sheet firmly and groans loudly. Shoaib continues to fuck the crap out of her. While they are both fucking like rabbits, she is struggling for breath.

This young Muslim penis is outperforming her seasoned but diminutive Hindu pussy. She loosened her body and orgasmed for the second time. Shoaib removed the penis after witnessing her orgasm and chose to sit on her face instead.

Shipra encloses his penis within her lips and begins to stroke his enormous penis, even larger than her diminutive face. Shoaib pulls his penis from her mouth. He is about to burst, ejaculating on her neck and cleavage over her mangalsutra.

It has begun to rain and thunder outside as they both lay by each other’s sides. Shipra cleans her up before getting under the blanket as Shoaib rises from his bed and lights another cigarette. She requested a drink from Shoaib. She was drinking when Shoaib inquired if she wanted more action.

Shipra joined her hands over her head, revealing her underarms rather than replying to him. Shoaib seized the chance she was giving him and began licking her flawlessly toned and shaven underarms. He pulled this slender woman into his arms and carried her to the table using his bare might.

Shipra encircled his legs when he was facing her from the edge of the table. After a quick kiss, she leaned backwards by supporting herself with her hands. Shoaib inserted his fully extended penis inside her pussy and began massaging her. His penis is into her deeply in this posture.

Shoaib is nibbling on her nipples while giving her a gentle stroke. After some time, he lifted her back to the bed while holding his penis. She changed into a doggy position, with a mangalsutra hanging around her neck.

From her shoulders to her waist and then to her ass, he can see how perfectly curved she is. Her small and beautiful ass is completely exuding out of her body and inviting him to fuck her asshole. The view has now completely mesmerised him. He kneels and begins biting and sucking each of her asscheeks.

He sticks his finger inside her butthole because he can’t get over how gorgeous her ass is. To facilitate entrance, she slightly spread her legs. She enjoys getting her ass fucked, but no one has ever done it. Shipra further reclined by resting her forehead on the pillow and lifting her ass.

He inserted his penis into her pussy and began stroking her again, accelerating the tempo over time. She senses it deeply within her due to its length and position. She starts moving her ass in time to his stroking for deep penetration since she wants more of it.

Shoaib is growling like a lion as she moans the loudest she can. The third time it happened after that. Shipra requested him to withdraw before ejaculation and do it on her face as he did previously. But he was unable to restrain himself this time.

He burst inside her, producing a large amount of semen and filling her pussy. He tripped over her back, and they continued to lie there for a short while.  Shipra put on her clothes and styled her hair after completing the loan formalities. He put his clothes on as well.

Before a final lip kiss that hinted at an impending new activity, they departed the room.

Sabko Namaskar. I am 35-year-old man living in London for past 6 years. (Main 35 saal ka aadmi pichle 6 saal se London mein reh raha hun). Jaise pehle part mein bataya Shekhar aur Soumya pichle kuch samay se mere saath ghar share kar rahe the.

Jaise ki pichle part mein bataya ki Soumya bikini try karne ke liye mana kar rahi thi, fir mann gayi. Maine use idea diya kyo na hum photoshoot bhi kar le. Kyun ki ye uski iccha thi ki, uski bohut sari pictures bold western clothes mein ho.

Use bhi idea accha laga. Woh apne kamre mein gayi aur black trouser red top daalkar wapis aayi. Tab tak maine apne professional camere ko set up kar diya. Pehle to kuch normal pictures hui.

Fir main use pass aaya aur uske top ke 2 button khol diye. Woh mujhe dekh rahi thi. Maine use kaha agar sexy pictures chahiye to itna to karna hi padega. Fir use thora jhukne ke liye kaha, aur dono haatho ko jodne ke liye kaha.

Usme maine fake gulab ki pankhudi rakh di aur use phook mar ke udane ke liye kaha. Jaise hi usne waise kiye maine pictures click karna shuru kiye. Udte hue gulab ki pankhudi ke peeche deep cleavage kuch jyada hi sexy lag rahi thi.

Fir maine use sofe pe jhukne ke liye kaha. Jis se uski gaand poor fel ke bahar aa gayi. Fir use peeche mudne ke liye kaha aur thode pics click kari. Pictures mein uski qatil smile aur badi gaand aur jyada sexy lag rahi thi.

Next turn uski gym leggings aur tight top ki thi. Usme uski excercise karte hue ki kuch aur pics li. Jaise ki dead lift karte hue peeche use uski gaand kamal lag rahi thi. Fir main neeche let gaya.

Jaise hi woh deadlift ke liye jhuki toh aage uska camel toe saaf dikh raha tha. Fir usne kuch jumping exercise ki jis se se main slow motion mein pics lu. Usme hilte hue boobs aise lag rahe the kahi bhi aag laga de.

Woh ye sab karte hue smile pass kar rahi thi. Jaise aankho se keh rahi ho, ‘Mujhe tumhari kameeni harkato ka pata hai. Lekin main bhi enjoy kar rahi hun.’

Ab maine usse swimming costume dal kar aanr kaha. Usne mujhe tedhi nazar se dekha aur kaha. “Usse pehan ke photo nahi kheenchwani.” Maine kaha, “Pehan ke hi dikha do.”

Ab woh andar change karke red colour ka adidas ladies swimming costume dal kar aayi. (Aage se normal V shape wala) Lekin sath mein red colour ka sarong bhi bandha hua tha.

Mere mooh se ‘Aah’ nikal gayi. Woh mere pass aake mere mooh ko apne haatho se band kar ke boli, “Kaisi lag rahi hu?” Maine kaha, “Subhan Allah bohut khoobsurat. Lekin sexy kab lagogi?”

Usne kaha, “Matlab?” Maine kaha, “Ye jo parde se apne husn ka deedar karwa rahi ho, ho asli mein karwa do.”  Woh samajh gayi main sarong utarne ke liye keh raha hun. Usne mujhe mudne ke liye kaha.

Jaise hi main muda usne sarong mere par phainki. Jaise hi main peeche muda, mere mooh se apne aap seetiya aur uski hasi nikalne lagi. Kya beautiful shaped qatilana legs thi aur sab se acchi baat, woh apne aap mud gayi.

Uski gaand aaj sabse hot lag rahi thi. Na chahte hue bhi maine uske bum par spank kar diya. Usne apne mooh mein finger dalte hue peeche dekha aur wink (aankh maar) kar ke apne room mein chali gayi.

Agar 2 minutes bhi aur bahar hoti to shayad main use jhuka kar peeche se chodne lagta. Lekin accha hua andar chali gayi aur ye nek kaam sahi samay par hoga.

Ab main apna dil thaam kar intezaar kar raha tha ki woh 2-piecees wali bikini mein aayegi. Lekin woh jab wapis aayi, woh ghar ke kapde daale hue thi. Fir usne bataya Shekhar ka phone aaya hai. Woh jaldi ghar aa raha hai usko saath lekar jaane ke liye office dinner par.

Maine pata nahi kitni galiya usse mann hi mann di. Woh bhi samajh gayi thi ki mera KLPD ho gaya. Mere ko smile dekar kaha, “Jaldi hi continue karenge.”

Raat to kuch shor se neend khuli. Soumya aaj kuch jyada hi awaz nikal rahi thi Shekhar ke saath sex mein. Pehle kabhi nahi suna tha, shayad halki halki bed ki awaz. Lekin kabhi un dono ki awaz nahi suni thi.

Agle din Shekhar ke jane ke baad main kuch kaam kar raha tha. Woh neeche aayi to maine usse normal baat cheet ki. Fir comment kiya, “Raat ko awaze bohut aa rahi thi.”

Usne kaha, “Shayad koi jyada excited thi.” Maine kaha, “Aisa kyo?” Usne kaha “Shayad poore din ki garmi raat ko nikal rahi ho.” Fir honth chabate hue kaha “Agar din mein garmi nikal jati to raat ko awaaz nahi aati.”

Ab mujhe laga manzil ab dur nahi hai. Lekin abhi ye game chalne do. Din mein ham gym gaye. Lekin main usse bikini mein dekhna chahta tha. Isliye thori der mein thakan ka bahana kar ke kaha chalo spa chale. Main jaldi se change kar ke uski wait karne laga.

Fir woh red swim suit mein aayi. Maine us se poocha, “Bikini kaha hai?” Usne kaha, “Dheere dheere pulao banane mein jyada maza hai.” Hum steam room mein ja kar baith gaye.

Main uske saath normal baat kar raha tha. Par sawal bhi kiya bikini kaha hai. Usne kaha “yahan sirf hum dono hi hai, bikini ka kya karna?” Kuch der mein 1 gori tight hot bikini mein aayi, aur main us se baatien karne lag gaya.

Woh buri tarah aag mein jal gayi. Maine thora sa usse aur jalaya. Jab hum wapis aa rahe the, tab usne kaha, “Kal tumhari khair nahi.” Aur mere dil mein ladoo phootne lag gaye.

Aglr din jab hum gym gaye, to woh apni sabse tight leggings mein excercise kar rahi thi. Aur uski gaand kehar dha rahi thi. Mujh se aur wait nahi ho raha tha. Il liye baar baar uske aas pass ghoom raha tha, aur acche acche compliment de raha tha.

Woh bhi meri company enjoy kar rahi thi. Fir ham spa mein gaye hamesha ki tarah. Aur main uska steam room ke bahar wait kar raha tha. Tabhi woh husn ki pari ek choti si black bikini mein strings wali (strings se bra aur panty bandhi hui thi) daalkar aayi.

Mere to hosh ud gaye. Mere pass aakar poocha, “Kya dekh rahe ho?” Maine kaha, “Kabhi itni sexy lady nahi dekhi.”  Woh hasi aur steam room ki taraf jaane lagi. Aur peeche se uski gaand kehar dha rahi thi.

Luckily spa mein koi nahi tha. Maine jaldi se uske liye steam room ka darwaza khola. Jaise woh andar jane lagi maine uski gaand par spank kiya.  Woh muskurai aur anadar jakar kone mein baith gayi jahan se darwaze se kam dikhta tha.

Main bhi uske pass aakar baith gaya. Bohut kam baat ho rahi thi, lekin bohut hi sexual tension room mein thi. Kuch minutes baad maine aar ya paar ka faisla kiya aur uski taraf muda.

Usne bhi mujhe dekha – aur maine apne lips uske lips par rakh diye. Ham passionate kiss karne lage. Mere haath uski peeth par ghoom rahe the aur uske haath meri chest par. Dheere dheere mera haath uske bra/boobs ke upar aaya aur halka sa daba diya.

Usne bhi apna haath dheere se neeche sarka kar mere shorts ke upar lund ko pakad liya. Ab ham kiss kar rahe the aur ek dusre ko daba rahe the. Lekin tabhi ek MC ne steam room ka darwaza khola. Woh mujhse alag ho gayi aur shayad real world mein wapis aa gayi.

Fir woh chup chap uth kar changing room mein chali gayi. Jab ham bahar mile woh ab wapis normal clothes mein aa gayi. (no tight leggings). Ghar jate hue usne poore raste koi baat nahi ki.

Maine try kiya 1-2 baar lekin koi reply nahi. Bas apne phone ko dekhti rahi. Maine bhi socha abhi woh apne emotions ke tufaan mein hai, usse akela rehne do.

Shaam ko Shekhar ke aane se pehle main pub chala gaya friends se milne. Main nahi chahta tha mere samne woh pativrata hone ka drama kare. Aage 2-3 din woh mujhe ignore karti rahi aur gym bhi nahi gayi.

Use laga shayad main usko manaonga lekin aisa kuch nahi hua. Shekhar bhi kaam mein aur busy ho gaya. Ab woh apne aap mujh se baat karne ko utawli hone lagi, shayad manzil ab dur nahi hai.

Hi, this is Rahul from Hyderabad. I joined an engineering college in Karnataka and this event happened during the first year of my engineering. The first few days of engineering were hell for my batch mates and me. We were ragged by seniors at college and the hostel. The men’s hostel was extremely harsh for students from Andhra.

It was a difficult time but I kept my head down and studied well. I topped during the first internals and played cricket fairly well. Due to my performance, my seniors reduced the criticality of ragging but instead I was asked to complete their assignments, etc.

One day, my senior asked me to get the bio data of a girl (name, age, measurements, phone number, etc). Her name was Bhargavi. I went to talk to her.

Me: Hi, ma’am.

Bhargavi: Hello.

Me: I am Rahul, I am a fresher and I was asked by my senior to get some details about you.

Bhargavi: Okay, what details?

I handed the paper to her with all the details.

Bhargavi: Lol! You need my figure? Are you crazy?

Me: Sorry, ma’am. I am just following orders. If you don’t give the information, I will be ragged.

Bhargavi: What kind of ragging?

Me: Many bad things, ma’am.

Bhargavi: Poor baby, I do not want you to get ragged.

She wrote some details and gave the paper back to me. I looked at the paper. She wrote her name as Anamika and filled the paper with fictitious details. She mentioned her figure as 36-32-32. I took the paper and gave it to my senior.

My senior looked at the paper and was not pleased that the details were fake. He made me watch a porn movie and this was recorded (which was not known to me at the time).

Fast forward to the end of the semester, I was busy with my college work and did not go home during the semester break. I stayed at the hostel and it was peaceful as all the seniors left home.

I wanted to get a head start and was studying for the second semester during the break (true story!). I was at the library studying for the most of the day.

On the second day, when I was in the library, someone tapped my shoulder and it was my senior Bhargavi ma’am.

Me: Hello, ma’am.

Bhargavi: Hey, how are you? Surprised to find you here. Freshers usually go home during the first-semester break.

Me: My parents are traveling ma’am, so I decided to stay here.

Bhargavi: You are studying the second-semester subjects. Good. And wow, Maths – 2. That’s the most difficult subject in the second semester.

Me: Yes ma’am. I am good at mathematics, so I am getting a head start to complete the syllabus.

Bhargavi: Oh, you are good, is it? Can you teach me? I have a back paper in Maths 2 and need to complete it.

I sat opposite her and when her head was down while doing a problem, her cleavage was visible (the figure she mentioned in the paper was correct). It was hard to control my erection.

She noticed me looking at her and also I saw her staring at my crotch. But I didn’t think of it too much. When I was explaining things to her, her smell was intoxicating. She had this sandalwood smell to her and I was completely lost a couple of times. She noticed all of this and said –

Bhargavi: Why are so lost today?

Me: Nothing, ma’am.

Bhargavi: No, what’s up?

Me: Ma’am, your body smell/perfume is intoxicating. You smell really nice.

Bhargavi: It is natural, you know. I didn’t apply any perfume. Anyway, let me sit a bit far.

She gave a naughty wink.

I went back to the hostel and masturbated several times that night.

We met again for the next couple of days and I taught her the concepts. The senior girl found the topic of probability to be very hard and I explained it to her using simple terms and she really liked my explanation. I tried to focus hard on my studies and did not want to get close to her as I knew she was involved with another senior guy.

At the end of the week, she said, “Let me treat you to lunch as a thank you to you.”

Just then, it started raining heavily. It rained for almost 3 hours. By the time we left, it was 6 pm. She had a scooty and there was a cold breeze and I sat very close to her. I was sure she felt my dick rubbing her back. She treated me to a pizza and spent a couple of weeks at the pizza place. It started raining again and by the time it stopped, it was 8:45.

Bhargavi was worried as the women’s hostel gate closed at 9 pm. I decided that I will drop her off first at the hostel and then go to my hostel. I dropped her and it started pouring again. She said ok and went inside. It rained continuously for another hour.

Bhargavi: Rahul, you can’t wait here. Come inside.

Me: No problem, ma’am. I will wait for the rain to stop and then leave.

Bhargavi: No no, my roommates are not here. You can stay in my room.

Me: Ma’am, it might be uncomfortable.

Bhargavi: Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.

I had to climb a wall and enter her room through a window. I was tired and she went to the restroom and changed her clothes and came. She was just wearing a slip with no bra and very short bottoms. My dick was erect at 90 degrees. She caught me staring at her.

Bhargavi: What are you staring at, Rahul?

Me- Nothing, ma’am.

Bhargavi: It’s okay, do you like what you see?

Me: Ma’am?

Bhargavi: Why are you covering your dick? I can see it is erected (she said this in Telugu, “Nee modda enduku legisindhi ra”).

I was shocked.

Bhargavi: I am your senior, Rahul. How dare you ask my figure? Now, I want to see what your figure is. Get naked, baby.

I was shocked and said, “Are you sure, ma’am?”

Bhargavi: Yes. Let me show you something.

She showed me the recording my senior took before. It clearly showed the close-up of my dick fully erected and with precum.

Me: Ma’am!

Bhargavi: It’s okay, Ra. I liked it and I wanted to see it in real life!

Me: Ok, ma’am. As you wish.

I removed all my clothes and was in my underwear with a huge bulge. Bhargavi came forward and asked, “What about the underwear?”

She touched her finger on the bulge and it sent a shock through my body and I was oozing precum. She took a scale and put it in my underwear and pulled it down a bit, my dick came bouncing out!

The senior girl held my dick, caressed it and licked the precum off her fingers. She took the scale and measured it. It showed just about six inches

She said, “Bagundhi ra, nee modda” (Your dick is nice).

I had no inhibitions after this. I said, “Ma’am, it’s yours”. I was on cloud nine, it was a dream coming true scenario for any young man.

She held my dick and took me to the bed. She sat on the bed and I was standing. She took my hand and put it under her slip on her breast. I caressed my senior girl’s breasts.

Then I removed her slip, pulled down the slip and saw those watermelons for the very first time. All this while, she continued to hold my dick with her hand. I bent down a little and started sucking her breasts. I could not control and believe my luck and I came in her hand! I started to shiver. She stopped caressing my dick and held it firmly and I leaked all my cum into her hand.

I said, “Sorry ma’am, control chesukolekapoyanu” (I could not control).

She rubbed the cum on my clothes and took a step back and slapped me. That was when I realized, the senior girl was a dominatrix. But I enjoyed it and didn’t resist.

Bhargavi: Go and wash yourself. I expect you to be better or you will be punished.

Me: Ok, ma’am.

I will publish what happened next in the subsequent episodes.

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Hi friends, my name is Raj and I am 19 years old and from Mumbai. I used to live with my single mom Sonia who is 42 years old and owns a salon in south Mumbai. I used to study in a college near my home and was a bit shy.

Recently, I started playing basketball at my college where I got in touch with two of my seniors Rohan and Shahid. They were around 22 or 23 years of age and I used to like their company. Even though they were not so friendly with me, I liked them as they used to have a lot of following in the college and were popular.

One day, my mom came to drop me to college where I saw Rohan and Shahid and introduced my mom to them. My mom was a modern and quite extrovert lady and she was quite young too. They got along nicely with mom and we all had coffee before mom left.

To be frank with you all, my mom was tall and she was 5″6 in height with a nice figure as she owned a salon too. Her measurements must be 36-28-36. Soon thereafter, I noticed my college senior Shahid started coming to my place to spend time with me and started getting closer to me.

My mom liked it as she was happy that I was getting good friends but what I got to know later just broke my heart. It was when I, Rohan and Shahid were having drinks at their flat. When I was away in the other room, I heard Shahid and Rohan talk about me.

Rohan: Hey Shahid, don’t you think you are spending a lot of time with this nerdy Raj?

Shahid: Rohan, I want to confess to you something.

Rohan: What?

Shahid: Actually, I don’t like girls of our age and I have a fantasy for older women, typical mommies.

Rohan: So?

Shahid: That day when Raj introduced me to his mom, I started developing a crush on her. She is tall, cute and has nice assets. She is mature too, just like what I want.

Rohan: Oh my! Yes, she is hot but I never looked at her like that because she is his mom and she is quite older than us.

Shahid: I know she is older but I want to see her nude once. She gives a hard-on whenever I see her.

Rohan: Ohh man, you are such a pervert!

Shahid: I love her body.

Rohan: So that’s why you go to his home?

Shahid: Yes, I want just one opportunity to get in bed with her.

Rohan: Ohh god!

Shahid: You know what? The last time I was there at his home, she was doing some home chores when I saw her panty and partial pussy lips when she bent to pick something up.

Rohan: She won’t be easy to get.

Shahid: No, you are wrong. You don’t know that she is quite friendly with me and I chat with her on WhatsApp. I know how to make her horny.

Rohan: Dude, let me know if you score her.

Shahid: Sure.

I got so annoyed and pissed off and soon I started staying a bit away from those seniors. But that did not keep Shahid away from flirting and messaging my mom and hitting on her.

Then one day, I saw mom and Shahid coming back home in his car. Soon, I came to know something that got me mad when I checked mom’s phone.

Mom: Hey Shahid, thanks for your gift.

Shahid: Any day, Sonia aunty.

Mom: Hey don’t call me ‘aunty’. I am not so old, call me ‘Sonia’.

Shahid: Sure.

Mom: By the way, you have a nice choice of color.

Shahid: If you really want to thank me, wear this black dress on Christmas eve.

Mom: Ohh, sure.

Shahid: I will pick you up around 7 pm. I have booked passes for that club for us.

Mom: Sure, Shahid.

Oh my god! Shahid had convinced my mom to accompany him to the club. The next day, my mom wore that one-piece black dress that was till her thighs and she looked stunning in it. He came in his car and mom went with him to the club.

That whole night, mom did not come back and she slept somewhere out, maybe at his place which I came to know in the morning. I was curious to know if something happened between them and I had no other option to find out other than checking her phone.

Shahid: Hey gorgeous, hope you are still not in the hangover.

Mom: No, I am fine now. Looks like I drank just too much last night.

Shahid: You were quite out.

Mom: That’s why you took advantage of me, you boy. 🙂

Shahid: Don’t blame me now, hahaha.

Mom: By the way, I don’t remember what happened.

Shahid: You were drunk and I took you to my flat.

Mom: I remember we were kissing in the club.

Shahid: That’s just nothing, we had a lot of fun inside the club.

Mom: What all fun? Tell me.

Shahid: We were kissing and I was caressing your butts while dancing which was turning you on.

Mom: Didn’t I stop you?!

Shahid: You didn’t stop me rather you too were caressing my butts and even there was a point when my hands went inside your panty and I could feel your pussy. The low and erotic rubbing of your clit made you horny and you slapped me on my back in fun.

Mom: Ohh gosh, it was a hell of a night. And then?

Shahid: Then my cock was hard already by then but you said you wanted to go home.

Mom: So why didn’t you drop me at home?

Shahid: Because you had got me hard already.

Mom: You naughty boy!

Shahid: Then we took a cab to my place and while we were in the cab, we kept kissing and smooching like lovers. When we reached my flat, you were so high that you wanted to sleep but I kept you awake.

Mom: Ohh my god. Then what happened?

Shahid: I then quickly removed my pant and shirt and removed my underwear.

Mom: Was your friend Rohan home at that time?

Shahid: Yes but I had locked the door and then you started sucking my cock and gosh, you were so good at giving a head.

Mom: Ohh, that’s why I can feel that in my mouth still. I remember you were about to blow in my mouth but you controlled yourself.

Shahid: Yes and then I took off your dress and your inners, your black panty, and red bra. Your nipples were already hard and when I kissed your neck, you were moaning like a baby. You were enjoying a lot when I was playing with your boobs and sucking your nipples.

Mom: Yes and then you pushed me against the wall and started rubbing and licking my pussy. I remember how badly and loudly I was moaning. I think Rohan must have heard me.

Shahid: Yes, he did hear you, but don’t worry, he will not tell anyone.

Mom: By the way, did I cum while you were licking me?

Shahid: You squirted so hard that my face was full of your juices!

Mom: You had literally hit all my spots, right?

Shahid: Then you got so excited that you took control and pushed me onto the bed. You gave me a condom to wear and soon after that, you sat on my cock and started riding my cock in a cowgirl position and you were screaming and moaning so madly.

Mom: I know I got very excited and that’s all your mistake.

Shahid: You even squirted the second time when I got you into doggy style and started fucking your pussy hard. I knew you were so satisfied, I had not seen any other woman so satisfied.

Mom: I know the last position we did was missionary because that was when my legs were on your shoulders and I was begging you to slow down as I could feel my pussy getting tormented like hell by your thick cock!

Shahid: Yes, that’s the position where I leaked my juices. But then a bit of cuddling and you slept. But trust me, I wanted more but you were tired so we slept without a second round.

Mom: But tell me one thing, I could not find my panty in the morning.

Shahid: You had thrown it away. I found it behind my bed in the morning. Don’t worry, I will give it to you once we meet today.

Mom: No issue, give it to me tomorrow. I will be at home and don’t speak about it to anyone.

Shahid: So what else we can try tomorrow?

Mom: Nothing now.

Shahid: Haha, don’t be kidding, I know you want it again.

Mom: Haha, let’s see come tomorrow but come when Raj is away. Bring my panty.

Shahid: Sure, bye, love you.

Mom: Bye.

I was hell shocked by the events and was eager to see what was going to happen next. In the next part, I will share how I witnessed it all in real when my senior visited my mom the next day. Till then, send feedback to me at rajraka09@gmail. com

Hi friends, I am penning down my memories after a very long time. I hope you like this story too, as in my earlier stories.

I am a 52-year-old man presently living in Bangalore. This particular incident happened in Mysore. During summer vacations, I had been to my dad’s younger cousin sister, Padma Aunty’s place. I was studying Engineering and was about 19 years old.

I took a bath, had my lunch late and slept like a log as I was tired. Padma Aunty and Priya took a bath and went down. I didn’t bother to meet Grandpa (Padma Aunt’s FIL). I knew I had to confront that old man in the evening.

I woke up when I felt tender hands caressing my face and chest. A soft voice calling my name. I opened my eyes to see my Angel dressed in a white saree and trying to wake me up. Her saree pallu had slid a bit, showing her generous cleavage, breasts flesh popping from the top of the blouse.

Padma Aunty had a worried look on her face. Seeing me awake said, “Rajesh, the old man is drinking already. He asked me to come to his room. I don’t know what to do. Please come down.”

Me: What a nice way to wake me up, Aunty. You should do it often.

Padma Aunty: Naughty fellow, wake up. It’s 7 pm already.

Me: Already 7 pm? Has Ruksana arrived, Aunty?

Padma Aunty: Yes, and I have told her that she has to satisfy that old pervert tonight.

Me: Did she agree, Aunty?

Padma Aunty: Initially, she hesitated, but after seeing the money, she said ok.

Me: Good, give me 10 minutes, Aunty. I will come down.

Padma Aunty left. I took a light shower, wearing a T-shirt and shorts sans briefs, and came down. I went to the kitchen and saw three ladies standing with worried expressions. Priya was wearing a white kurta and leggings. Both were almost transparent, showing her curves.

To my surprise, she was not wearing undergarments. I could see her sharp nipples poking out from the thin kurta material. Priya’s slender thighs and buttocks were a feast to my eyes. Seeing me staring at her body, smiling said, “I wanted to be nude, but Akka scolded me. Am I looking sexy, baby?

Me: You are HOT. Maybe the old man will ask for you instead of Padma Aunty.

Priya: No way, that pervert can only look at me without touching me. Come, let’s tackle that pervert, Rajesh.

I saw Ruksana wearing a T-shirt and skirt covering her knees and looking nervous. I told her, “Don’t worry, Ruksana, we all will be in the room with you.”

Padma Aunty went in first. Priya, Ruksana and I followed her. I saw Grandpa wearing only a dhoti, topless, lying on the bed drinking whiskey. Seeing all of us, he said,” Padma, I asked you to come alone.” Padma Aunty was frightened hearing him.

I said, “Don’t trouble Aunty, Grandpa, you need a woman, and you will get one.”

Grandpa: Who will come? Is it Priya? I don’t want her. She is flat-chested. I want to see Padma’s boobs, then only my tunne(cock) will harden at this age.

Priya: How dare you call me flat-chested, Mama? I have seen you ogling at them all the time.

Grandpa: Shut up slut. I heard you shouting, getting fucked by this boy in the afternoon. Do you want me to tell Anil about this?

Priya: Go, tell your impotent son that I got fucked in front of you, which I will do now.

Padma Aunty: Stop arguing, Mama. You know your sons are impotent, and we have our desires too. I will see that you are satisfied as long as you stay here. If you want to tell your sons, you are welcome. They will be humiliated instead. Let’s keep our secrets within the family.

Me: Grandpa, Ruksana will help you. She has good breasts like Aunty.

Grandpa: Who? The Muslim girl?

I nodded and made Ruksana stand in front of Grandpa, lifting her shirt to show her bra-clad breasts to the old man. He looked shocked, seeing Ruksana’s huge boobs.

Licking his lips said, “She looks ok. What about you, young man? You were fucking my elder daughter-in-law in the morning. And in the afternoon, you were banging my younger daughter-in-law.”

Priya: Now he will fuck us in front of you, Mama. Want to see how he fucks?

Padma Aunty: Stop, Priya. Turning to Ruksana, “Ruku, go take care of Mama and do as I told you.”

Ruksana climbed the bed, sat between Grandpa’s legs, pulled his dhoti and exposed his cock. The old man was not wearing underwear anticipating Padma Aunty. His cock was soft, 3 inches long, with lots of white pubic hairs. I saw Priya trying to control her giggle seeing her Father-in-law’s small cock.

Ruksana took the old man’s cock in her hand and started jerking to erect it. Grandpa was staring at her boobs, juggling inside her shirt due to her hand movements. We watched Ruksana giving hand-job to the old man for five minutes but saw no signs of him getting hard.

Padma Aunty whispered in my ear, “It took me almost an hour to make him come in the afternoon.” She went and pulled Ruksana’s T-shirt off her body. She unhooked the bra and removed it from her shoulders.

Seeing Ruksana’s boobs popping out, the old man licking his lips, said, “Thanks, Padma, Ruksana has nice boobs, but I want to see yours.” Padma Aunty said sternly, “Enjoy hers now, Mama. I will think about it later,” Turning to us said, “Come, let’s go. Let them have privacy.”

I said, “No, Aunty, I promised Ruksana we would stay with her.” Priya immediately said, “Yes, we will stay. Anyway, Rajesh has just tasted my pussy, not yet inaugurated it. I want him to fuck me in front of Mama and show him how a real man fucks.”

Saying she pushed me onto the bed and came on top of me. I was lying on the left and Grandpa on the right side of the bed, with a two-foot gap between us. Priya hugging me across my neck, began kissing me on the mouth. Grandpa was watching his younger daughter-in-law kissing me passionately.

To give a good show for the old man, I lifted Priya’s kurta, baring her back. I rolled my hands on her soft skin. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and she sucked it. Then she inserted her tongue in me, and I sucked her tender tongue. Our lips were wet with our saliva, tongues duelling each other.

She was biting my lips, and I sucked her soft lips, caressing her naked back. We kissed for a few minutes till our lips were sore, and we moved them back. Priya lifting her kurta front, showing her B-cup boobs said, “Kiss and suck my titties, baby, make love to them.”

I saw Grandpa eyeing Priya’s small boobs, took her whole boob in my mouth and sucked as he watched. My cock was getting hard in my shorts as I was sucking Priya’s boobs. She was moaning and caressing my hair as I sucked her titties hard.

Priya sensed my hard cock poking at her tummy and screamed, “Oh, my baby is hard.” I heard Padma Aunty saying, “Keep your voice down, Priya.”

Priya: Finger my pussy, Akka.

Padma Aunty: Rajesh will do that.

Priya: I want your soft fingers to get wet before I take his thick one inside. Please help me, Akka. I will help you later.

I saw Padma Aunty going behind Priya, pulling her leggings down and inserting her fingers between Priya’s ass cheeks. I knew she was fingering her co-sister’s pussy when I heard Priya screaming. I turned to see Grandpa’s reaction. I was shocked to see him fondling Ruksana’s boobs and staring at Padma Aunty wide-eyed.

I saw Padma Aunt’s pallu fall on the bed, exposing her white blouse. Since the blouse material was very thin, I could see her breasts contours and nipples projecting out, showing their presence. Padma Aunt’s boobs were shaking inside her blouse as she fingered Priya’s pussy.

I should admit my Angel looked hot, and I couldn’t blame the old man for ogling at her boobs. Ruksana was watching us, jerking the old man’s soft cock and getting her big boobs pressed by Grandpa.

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