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Seema meri future wife mere upar leti thi, aur main uske neeche tha. Usne mere hontho pe ek ungli rakhi, aur dheere se mere kaan ke paas aake boli –

Seema: Doosri shaadi kar lo na aap.

Aur ek pyar se kiss kari mujhe kaan pe, aur halka sa kaata bhi. Wo apni ungli mere lips pe dheere se ferne lagi. Main Seema ko hi dekh raha tha, aur uske khule baal mere face ko dhak chuke the. Seema ki aankhon mein hawas aur pyar tha, aur shayad kahi main bhi Seema ki taraf, uski adao ki taraf attract ho raha tha. Maine apne hath uski kamar mein daale aur bola –

Shiviii: Mujhe to Surbhi ki bahut yaad aati hai. Aaj bhi (aur usko thoda tight hug kiya).

Seema: Main Seema hu, Surbhi nahi (meri baahon se nikalne ki koshish karte hue).

Tab maine apni baahon ko aur zyada tight kar liya, jisse Seema ke 38″ ke boobs meri chaati se aur zyada dab gaye, aur mujhe maza aane laga.

Seema: Chhodho mujhe, Shiviii.

Shiviii: Don’t worry, aaj poori raat wahi karunga.

Seema: Leave karne ke liye bol rahi hu main, leave me.

Tabhi maine use chhodh diya. Shayad usko laga tha ki main nahi chodunga usko. Isliye jaise hi maine chhodha, to wo waise hi leti hui mujhe badi-badi pyaas bhari aankhen karke dekh rahi thi.

Shiviii: Kya hua, chhodh diya tumko lo.

Seema dheere se uthne lagi udaas ho karke. Fir jaise hi wo halki si uthi, maine firse use baahon mein le liya, aur use apne neeche le liya, aur ek ungli uske hontho pe rakhi. Fir main uske kaan ke paas dheere se jaake bola –

Shiviii: Doosri shaadi kar lete hai na future wife Seema ji.

Aur uske kaan pe dheere se kaat kar uski aankhon mein dekhne laga. Wo khushi jo uski aankhon mein maine tab dekhi, wo shayad kabhi pehle nahi dekhi thi. Uske hontho pe meri ungli tab bhi thi.

Fir usne dheere se apne hontho ko khola, aur meri ungli ko dheere se choosne lagi, aur daanto se halka-halka kaatne lagi. Uski is harkat ne mujhe ek hi pal mein uska deewana bana diya aur main bolne laga –

Shiviii: Batao na, kar lu doosri shaadi fir main?

Seema: Agar aapko ladki pasand hai to kar lo na.

Shiviii: Pasand nahi, main to deewana ho gaya uska ek hi pal mein.

Seema: Aisa kya hua hai us ek pal mein?

Shiviii: Kya choosti hai wo (double meaning mein aur apne honth pe jeebh ferte hue halka sa muskuraya).

Seema: Ice cream achi ho to choos ke khaane mein hi maza aata hai na ji (muskurate hue).

Shiviii: Tabhi to deewana hua na.

Seema: Kya bas isliye pasand aayi hai?

Shiviii: Pasand to pehle hi aa gayi thi. Deewana aaj banaya hai.

Seema: Pehle shayad aapne use deewana banane ka mauka na diya ho.

Shiviii: Shayad maine kaafi der kar di mauka dene mein. Lekin mujhe yakeen hai ab wo mauka kharaab nahi karegi.

Seema: But wo ladki sirf ye mauka ek raat nahi life ki har raat lena aur dena chaahti hai.

Shiviii: Main bhi usse ek mauka chaahta hu ab to, use apna deewana banane ke liye.

Seema: Deewani to wo aapki kaafi pehle se hui padi hai.

Shiviii: Wo kaise?

Seema: Jab usne aapka wo dekha tha (neeche mere lund pe apni chut ko upar karte hue).

Shiviii: Oh waise, kab aur kaise dekha usne mera (uski chut pe lund ragadte hue).

Seema: Ek din jab aap so rahe the, tab aapke short se baahar aaya hua tha aapka lund. Tab dekha. Jee to kiya abhi pakad le aapka. Fir aise hi nahate hue, change karte hue, sote hue bahut baar dekha, aur pyaas badhti gayi. Aur aapka soch ke hi chut ki aag ko shant kiya bahut baar.

Shiviii: Haye jaaneman, to ab kya irada hai us ladki ka?

Seema: Jo aapka irada ho.

Shiviii: Mere to iraade gande hai aaj ki raat.

Seema: But wo Surbhi nahi ban sakti.

Shiviii: Kyun?

Seema: Kyunki wo Surbhi nahi Seema hai na.

Shiviii: Acha mujhe laga shaadi nahi kar sakti wo (haste hue).

Seema: Shaadi karne ke liye to aap se marre jaa rahi hai wo.

Shiviii: To pehle shaadi karni hai ya suhagraat manani hai us ladki ko?

Seema: Main batati hu ruko.

Fir usne mera hath apne left chooche pe rakh ke bahut hi pyar se dabaya, aur mujhe kiss karne lagi. Wo bahut hi passionately kiss kar rahi thi aur sath hi apna choocha daba rahi thi mere hath se. Hum smooch kar rahe the. Uski smooching mujhe pagal kar rahi thi.

Aise kabhi smooch Surbhi aur maine bhi nahi kiya tha. Fir wo mere lower lip pe bite karne lagi, aur ek hath mere baalon mein fer rahi thi. Ab main bhi garam ho chuka tha, aur wo bhi. Uski chut ki garmi mujhe mere lund pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Maine Seema ko god mein uthaya, aur uske honth choosta-choosta use bedroom mein le gaya, aur bed pe gira diya.

Wo mujhe ghoor rahi thi, jaise pooch rahi ho kya hua. Tabhi maine uske baal pakde, aur usko upar kheench ke firse uske honth choosne laga, aur uske chooche ke nipple ko pinch karne laga. Main uske hontho ko kaatne laga. Hum dono ek-doosre ko kiss karte hue bahut hi pyaasi aankhon se dekh rahe the, aur sath hi hum dono bahut garam ho chuke the.

Uski aankhen bol rahi thi ki ab chod do, aur meri bol rahi thi Seema mera lund chooso aaj jee bhar ke. Mera saara paani nikaal kar pee jao. Ek bhi boond waste mat jaane dena.

Tabhi maine kiss todi, aur uska top nikaal diya. Usne andar white bra pehni thi ek-dum sexy jaise chudne ke liye hi pehni ho. Use dekh kar main itna zyada pagal ho gaya tha, ki maine ek hi baar mein uski bra faad di, jisse wo thoda muskurayi aur boli-

Seema: Pati dev sabar kar lo. Ab to main aur meri body aapki hi hai.

Shiviii: Itne time se sabar kiya hua tha meri jaan. Aaj tumko aise dekhne ke baad nahi ho raha. Jee karta hai khaa hi jau tumko.

Aur uske ek chooche ko muh mein leke choosne laga, aur ek chooche ko dabane laga. Aise hi kareeb 10-15 minutes maine meri future wife ke chooche choose aur masle. Iski wajah se uske chooche ek-dum laal ho chuke the, aur nipple ek-dum hard.

Fir main hatta to mujhe dekh rahi thi bas aur boli: Aaj tak aise to kabhi Surbhi ke papa ne bhi nahi choose the, jaise aapne choose hai.

Aur fir uske face pe maine ek thappad maara halka sa tez aur bola-

Shiviii: Randi-pane ki baatein nahi pasand mujhe. Agar mujhse shaadi karni hai to purana sab kuch bhoolna padega kutiya tujhe.

Seema: Sorry-sorry, aage se nahi karungi pati dev. Bas gussa na karo.

Aur fir usko khada kiya aur uska lower aur panty ek sath utaar di. Uski white panty bhi sexy thi ek-dum. Wo aaj chudne ke hi mood mein thi matlab. Fir usko lita kar uske pairon pe kiss kari. Uske pairon ki ungliyon pe jeebh feri, aur angoothe ko choosa dheere se ek-ek karke. Aur ek pair pe jeebh ferte hue uski jaanghon tak pahunch gaya.

Fir ek-ek karke bahut saari kiss karta raha, aur Seema bas us pal mein aankhen band karke khoyi hui thi. Tabhi maine uski jaangh pe bite di thodi zor se, jisse wo machal gayi, aur muh se aaaiiii ki ek pyari awaaz aayi. Fir maine uski taango ko dheere se khola, aur uski chut dekhi. Ek m-dum shaved thi. Maine uski taraf dekha to wo boli-

Seema: Aaj subha hi kari thi aapke liye ji.

Main to pagal hi ho raha tha chut ke nashe mein. Upar se wo itne paar se bol rahi thi, jaise bahut hi zyada pyar karti ho. Fir tabhi maine uski chut pe dheere se hath fera jisse uske muh se siski nikal gayi.

Seema:  Aahhhsshhh..

Shiviii: Jaanu aaj tumhe bahut pyar karne wala hu main.

Seema: Aaj mujhe jee bhar ke pyar karo. Bahut hi pyaasi hu main. Meri pyaas apne paani se bujha do.

Aur maine ek ungli uski chut mein andar dali to uski halki si cheekh nikali.

Seema: Ohhhh maahh..

Fir maine chut mein ungli andar kar di, aur andar-baahar karne laga. Seema bas ohhhh uiiiii aaahhh sshhh yesss uuufff kar rahi thi. Uski chut kaafi tight thi, matlab kaafi time se usne koi lund nahi liya tha. Aur main aaj firse ek virgin to nahi, lekin virgin jitni hi tight chut faadne wala tha. Jo ki meri sasu maa thi, aur aaj wo meri suhagan banne wali thi.

Tabhi maine uski chut mein ungli andar roki, aur ungli andar hi ghumane laga. Jiski wajah se wo to pagal hi ho gayi, aur machalne lagi, aur awaaze nikaalne lagi.

Seema: Ohhh nahiiiii yeee kyaaaaa karrrr rahee hooo aaahhhh shhhh jaaaaaaan shhhh aaaaiiii ohh..

Main to maze le raha tha, to mujhse bhi nahi raha jaa raha tha. Tabhi maine uski chut chaatni start kar di, aur wo to pagal ho chuki thi. Wo bas cheekh rahi thi-

Seema: Aaahhh.. ohhhh.. shhhh..aur tez karo aahh, aur tez haaaa aaahhh aur tez.

Fir kareeb 10 minutes chaatne ke baad wo bahut zor ki jhad gayi, aur mera face usne apni chut pe pakad rakha tha jhadte time, jisse uska kaafi paani main pee gaya. Maine first time chut kaa paani piya tha. Bada hi mast laga tha mujhe. Mera face poora geela tha. Seema bahut zyada jhadi thi, aur is beech mein usne mere kaan aur neck pe noch-noch ke nishan bana diye the.

Aage ki story next part mein bataunga ki kaise maine meri future wife Seema ko choda, aur kaise usse shaadi kari. Aapko meri ye real life sex story kaisi lagi, please mujhe meri gmail pe mail karke apna review zaroor de. Jisse main aage story continue kar saku.

Kisi bhi married ya unmarried lady ko sex chat ya private sex karna ho, to mujhe mail kar sakti hai. Sab kuch private hoga.

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Hi, Sanyukta here. Yes, that’s my real name now after I am married to my two loving hubbies. There is no forced sex in this story. I willingly gave myself to these two loving gentlemen.

This is a real story which is still happily going on. My name was Kedar. I am from Pune. My experiences began with one exciting night of my college’s annual function, which turned my whole world around.

I went to an all-boys junior college. My college was fun, and the teachers were also very loving. This happened in my early secondary school years. We would have our college’s annual function and prepare for acts to perform.

I participated in a dance coordinated by teacher Vasanth (now one of my loving hubby). He was a dark, handsome South guy. Well built and healthy physic. As ours was a boys’ college, we were in a pickle of who would perform a girl character.

That’s when Vasanth turned to me and said, “Why don’t you play it, Kedar? You are very beautiful and have very nice moments.” At first, I was not ready, but he somehow convinced me.

So our rehearsals were going fine. I was very well in dance by now. So, on the dress rehearsal day, Vasanth came to me and said, “Okay, look, Kedar, now we are going to try all the attires for our act.”  I was ready and in the flow of the character by now.

So a lady came especially for me to dress me up and for my makeup. As she finished my costumes and makeup, I put my foot on stage where Vasanth was. His jaw dropped, as also of all the mature men who were on stage.

I was and still am very fair and bulky. The right amount of flesh at the right places. I was 5ft then but fleshy and have huge nipples and a nice round ass. It now jiggles and sways. (I walk because of all the love from my two hubbies.)

So here I was, wearing a designer red ghungat, which came half on my face, leaving my red cherry lips noticeable with my nose ring. A short necklace hung on my fair white chest inside my deep cleavage. I was wearing a red choli with cups on my breasts.

I had and still have huge breasts. Rather big than the average female. The lady made me wear a bra so my breasts fit in that tight choli. Due to this, it was making nice visible deep cleavage. I had no hairs then on my body except my eyebrows and head.

I was wearing colourful green bangles. The choli covered my lower breasts. My whole stomach was left open till my lower waist. My deep navel was visible, and the perfect amount of waist flesh shone like an invitation.

I was wearing a short ghagra just above my knees, hinting at my milky thighs. I was wearing silver anklets above my feet. I was barefoot and was wearing mehendi on my palms and feet. I was looking like a beautiful princess.

Vasanth was not at all in his senses. It took him a good 30-odd second to come back to life. He first said, “Wow, you are gorgeous, my dear.” I don’t know why, but I blushed and felt very happy. By then, I had no thoughts about any kind of sex.

So, the dress rehearsal went very well. It was a little uncomfortable at first. Whenever I moved, my upper thighs were completely open. As a boy, I did not wish to wear inner longer than my crotch level. But it did not bother me after a while, and I got used to it.

On the actual day of the performance, the same lady dressed me up with all the makeup and everything. Ours was the last performance of the evening. So, when it ended, it was about 6.30 p.m. and starting to get dark.

My parents were happy to see us all perform and applaud me. They had no idea that this event would change my and their lives forever. After all the performances, Vasanth came to my parents.

He told my parents, “We are going to have a small party for our performance.” So, I will be late to reach home, and he will personally drop me off. My parents agreed as he was well known to them.

I was still wearing the same attire and all the makeup. We had a small dinner and chit chats about our performance. Then came our principal, Mr Sharad, who congratulated us all, especially me. He said I was going to win the prize this year. I was happy.

He also told me and Vasanth that we must visit his home after our party. He wanted to give me a little gift of his own. I was more than happy now. So, after all the dinner and chit-chat, Vasanth called my parents. He informed them that we would visit our principal on our way so that it would take longer.

We left the college around 8. As I was going to change, Vasanth stopped me and said, “You should keep it on. It won’t take long at the principal’s house. We will be directly going to your home from there.” So, I remained in the same girlish, rather womanly attire.

At 8.10 p.m., we reached the principal’s house in Vasanth’s car. He was slightly touching my thighs as he shifted gears. My ghagra was above my knees. I did not notice that, as it wasn’t much for me.

The principal was standing on his porch as if he was waiting for us only. He had a very nice and big bungalow. He hugged me tightly and welcomed us as we entered. He was a widower, and his children lived in another state with their maternal relatives. So, he lived all alone.

We went and sat on the sofa. My principal gave me a very nice idol of a Christian deity as a gift for my performance. I was very happy. After a few regular chats, he told Vasanth that he wanted Vasanth to check some documents so we could move to his room.

As I went, he casually asked me to sit on the bed. He and Vasanth sat on the chair and started going through documents. My principal suddenly got up and said,  “You guys wait here. I will just bring some juice for us,” and left. Now, only me and Vasanth were in the room.

Vasanth got up with papers and came and sat next to me. The principal came with a tray of three glasses he offered me one. At first, I thought it was a bit weird tasting. But orange juice covered most of the taste, and oranges are bitter sometimes. So I did not hesitate.

The principal sat on my other side and started praising me for my performance and beauty. I felt a little shy and blushed. He jokingly said I look so pretty that any man will fall in love with me. It made me a little happy in a weird way. By now, I finished my drink and felt okay.

The principal offered me one more glass, and I happily drank it. Vasanth and the principal also had two glasses each. My principal came closer to me and kept his hand on my shoulder. He started praising me again. Vasanth also started praising me and continuously held my hand and softly ran fingers on my palm.

It made me somewhat blushy, and a new, never-felt sensation was running through my body. Now, slowly principal moved close. His hand was now touching my upper breast from my shoulder. His other hand was on my thigh, rubbing his fingers softly.

“Oh, my darling, Vasanth,” he was so caring that he praised me and slowly kissed my palm. Oh, I can not explain the sensation of his rough yet smooth lips and manly moustache touching my palm. It made me take a loud breath.

Now, they knew I was also getting comfortable with their actions. So, my principal made a move. He slid his hand inside my choli from the upper side, circling his fingers on my breasts.

His other hand went further up my ghagra, touching my thigh softly. I was going crazy by his actions now. Vasanth also took hold of my other thigh while softly kissing my palm to my shoulder. I felt so amazed by those moves from both of them that my nipples became visibly erect, even over the bra and choli.

If you liked this, please let me know so I can continue my life experience with you.

What is caring? Feeling or showing concern for or kindness to others is caring. That same feeling of caring took me to her place. Tanu bhabhi called me to give her a massage as her back was paining.

She was pregnant now, and it was common in pregnancy to have some pain and mood swings. So I was worried about her. And as I already decided to take care of Tanu Bhabhi all the way through her pregnancy, it was my duty to report to her as quickly as possible.

I went back in just 15 minutes. I knocked on the door and I found it open already.

“Arre khula hi hai, aa jao (It’s already open, come in)”.

I went in. I saw her sitting on the bed where we used to sit together and stick with each other. As I saw her sitting like this, I remembered those old days when we used to stick like hell and chat as if it was the last time we were talking.

I could already feel her soft hand sticking to mine. Her heavenly smell hitting my nose and her side hairs flying over my face and tickling my cheeks and ears. I was again lost in my world. Rose petals flying over, the cold breeze rubbing over my body, and the butterflies in my stomach.

“Arre kaha kho gaye ho? (Hey, where are you lost?)”, bhabhi asked me.

I got my senses back and replied, “Kahi nahi, aa raha hu (Nothing, just coming)”.

I went near her bed and sat on my position in the bed. Our hands and shoulders were touching each other. I was happy to get back to my position and my best friend.

I was so happy and had a huge smile on my face and she too was happy. Wait, what? She said that she had back pain but she was smiling like everything was normal.

I asked her about her back pain, showing my concern. Bhabhi replied with a smirk “Nahi, actually koi back pain nahi hai, bas aise hi bula liya aapko, socha aap ke sath thoda time spend kar lu (No, actually there’s no back pain, I just called you to spend some time with you).”

“OMG bhabhi, back pain ka bahana karne ki koi zaroorat nahi thi, aap bula lete to main waise bhi aa jata (OMG bhabhi, you didn’t need to give a back pain excuse to call me over)”, I replied.

“Faltu mein hi tension de diya tha mujhe aapne (You just gave me tension for no reason)”, I complained.

“Mm, sorry, but jab aap aaye tab aapki smile ko dekh ke lag nahi raha tha ki aap tension mein the (Mm, sorry, but seeing your smile, it didn’t felt like you were in tension)”, bhabhi asked.

Damn! That was an excellent question and I was not sure of how I would explain to her that it was great to get her back.

“Arre bolo na, shant kyun ho? (Come on, speak. Why are you silent?)”, she asked.

I didn’t know how to answer. I couldn’t just tell her that I loved her so much that I automatically started smiling when she was around.

Now I was staring at the TV. I turned my face to her to see her expression. She was literally staring at me with a huge naughty smile on her face. I was scared with that smile. Her expressions were too clear to read. She knew the answer already and was trying to see how I said it.

Now we were staring at each other – bhabhi with a huge naughty smile and I with no expression, but a question mark on my face.

Suddenly, she just laughed loudly and pulled her left hand, cupped my face from the right side, and said, “Rehne do aap se nahi honga. Mujhe pata hai ki aap bahut khush ho ki apan wapas sath mein aa gaye (Let it be so as you’ll not be able to answer. I know you are happy to have us together)”.

I didn’t reply anything because I was not in my senses since she cupped my face with her smooth and warm hand. Again, I was lost. Her hand was too warm and smooth and comforting. I was totally paralyzed and high now. My eyesight was stuck in one place staring at her face and enjoying every inch of her warm hand.

“Arre, kaha kho gaye firse, kuch bolo na (Hey, you lost again? Say something)” she yelled.

I got my senses back again and I replied, “Haa, main bahut khush hu (Yes, I am very happy).”

She smiled a little again and asked, “Aap kaha kho jate ho beech-beech mein (Where did you get lost sometimes?)”

“Kahi nahi, main kho nahi jata (No, I didn’t get lost)”, I replied.

“Haa, aap kho jaate ho, jaise hi maine aapke face pe apna hath rakha, aap kho se gaye the (Yes you do. As I cupped your face, you were totally lost)”, she said.

I was so ashamed to answer that.

“Haa (yes)” I said.

As I replied ‘yes’ I was so ashamed that I lowered my face and cut my stare. That was an embarrassing moment for me. I was worried about what Tanu bhabhi was gonna think about me, that, ‘I was lost in my own bhabhi.’

“Aapko acha laga jab maine aapke face pe hath rakha? (Did you feel good when I cupped your face?)”, she asked.

I was shocked to hear that question. I again looked at her with a question mark on my face.

“Batao na (tell me)”, she asked again. I was confused about whether I should answer yes or no.

If I say yes, she might get mad at me, and if I say no, I might lose my chance to tell her about my feelings. I thought about it so hard and finally decided to answer, ‘No’. I replied “Haa (Yes)”.

(Sorry guys, but I said ‘yes’. I tried hard to say no but I didn’t make it.)

“Haa mujhe bahut acha aur comfortable feel hua (Yes, I felt good and comfortable)”.

She smiled and said, “Theek hai, ab main aur karungi (Ok, I’ll do it more then)”.

Then she started rubbing my face slowly, up and down. I just won my race and now it was time to get the prize. It was the best feeling I ever had. She was continuously rubbing my face with her warm hands and I was getting high. My heart was racing and my hands were shivering.

Now I was breathing a little heavy and my dick was erect and was ready to tear my pants. I thought that if bhabhi continued to do that, I would surely gonna cum! I had been having sex with my girlfriend many times, but she was my girlfriend and it was common to have sex with her.

But guys, just imagine. Tanu was my bhabhi and she was getting me high by rubbing her hand on my face and making my heart beat fast. She was making me breathe faster, and getting my dick erect. This was a totally different feeling!

My bhabhi was rubbing my face and making me sexually erect. OMG, there was nothing better than this.

I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the session. She did it for around two minutes and stopped. Then she pulled her hand back. I opened my eyes and turned my head back toward the TV. Then I told her that it was great and she smiled at me and told me that she was glad to hear that.

She grabbed my hand into hers like we always used to do and sat enjoying each other’s company. Then she changed the channel and we sat there watching the movie. After about 30 minutes, I asked her to fetch me a glass of water. She stood up and went to the kitchen. I heard her voice yelling in pain. I was curious about what had happened. So I rushed to the kitchen and saw Bhabhi holding her back and moaning in pain.

I asked her, “What happened?”

She said, “Actually maine meri back pain ke baare mein jhooth bola tha, mujhe sach mein back pain hai (Actually, I lied about my back pain, I don’t have pain!).”

“Fir aapne jhooth kyun bola bhabhi? (Then why did you lie?),” I asked.

“Arre, wo mujhe acha nahi lag raha tha aapse kaam karwana. Isliye maine jhooth bol diya tha (Actually, I didn’t feel good to ask you to do my work. So, I just lied)” she said.

“Arre bhabhi, main to aapki sewa karna chaahta hu. Aap kyun aise sochte ho? Maine to aapse vaada kiya tha ki aap ki care karunga (Bhabhi, I want to take care of you. I promised you that I’ll do my best for you),” I said in anger.

Then I held her hand and took her to the bed and made her rest on her stomach. Her back was facing me. She was wearing a full night white pants and a blue t-shirt.

“Theek hai ab kar hi do massage meri (Ok, then give me a massage)”, bhabhi ordered.

I asked her if she had coconut oil. She guided me with the oil and finally, I was ready for a massage.

She then asked me to sit on her legs, possibly above her knees and below her butts. I climbed the bed and sat as she said. I could see her bulgy and round ass clearly. Her pants were properly stuck to her ass forming a perfect shape. I was getting high and also nervous as I was seeing her in this way for the first time.

She then pulled her both hands back, grabbed her t-shirt from below, and started pulling it up. I was totally high at that moment and eager to see her full-back. She was pulling it slowly and revealing her back inch by inch, and every inch was making me more and more horny. My dick was getting erect inch by inch.

After around 4 to 5 seconds, bhabhi’s back was fully visible to me from her waist to her shoulders. It was fucking fair and had a perfect curve. Her figure was killing me. She was wearing a bra and it had a very broad strip at the back hiding some part of her upper back. It was grey and perfectly fit.

“Hmm, shuru ho jaiye devar ji (Ok then, get started, devar ji)”, she ordered.

I was already horny and her order called me ‘devar ji’ for the first time made me hornier. I took some oil on my left hand, rubbed both my hands together, and gently placed my hands on her lower back first. Then I started massaging her from the lore back.

I was gently rubbing and massaging her back and asking her if it was comfortable, “Kaisa lag raha hai bhabhi ji? (How did it feel, bhabi ji?)”, I asked.

She replied, “Bahut acha lag raha hai devar ji (It feels good, devar ji)”, (OMG, again ‘devar ji’.)

Her words were killing me. Whenever she said ‘devarji’, I increased my speed and pressure.

After massaging her lower back, it was time to go for her upper back. I tried to massage her upper back near her shoulders. But I wasn’t able to, because of her bra strips.

“Ye bra strips ke kaaran mujhe massage karna nahi ho raha hai bhabhi (I can do it properly because of this bra strip)” I said.

“Ok, koi baat nahi, rehne do (Ok, no worries, leave it then)”, she replied.

But I was not ready to get up now. I didn’t want to lose that sexy feeling so early. I suggested she unstrap it for a while, but she denied it and asked me to get up.

Then I got up from her knees and sat beside her. My bhabhi too got up and sat beside me and lowered her t-shirt back to its position. I was looking at her with full disappointment.

She then looked at me and smiled a little like a naughty girl and asked me, “Sach batao, straps ke kaaran aapko such mein massage karna nahi jam raha tha? Ya aapko bas mujhe unstrap karna tha meri poori back dekhne ke liye? (Tell me the truth. Was it really not comfortable to do a massage because of the strap? Or you just wanted to unstrap it to see my fully naked back?).”

I was shocked to hear that. I was embarrassed and shy to answer her question. It was true that I just wanted to see her full back and wanted to unstrap her bra. It was literally nothing to do with massage. But how could I say yes to her question?

I just said, “Nahi, mujhe massage karna nahi jam raha tha, isliye (No, actually I was not able to do a massage).”

Then I lowered my face and cut eye contact with her. She had already read my expressions and knew what I actually wanted. She laughed a little, waved her hand over my hair, and said, “Abhi massage khatam nahi hui hai (Massage is not finished yet)” and she again lay on the bed like before on her stomach and her back facing me.

“Aao, massage karo (Come on, do the massage)” she ordered.

I was confused because of her laugh and her hand gesture on my hair. I did what she said and got on her thighs back and took some oil on my hands. Then I started massaging her again and she said, “Bra unstrap karo devar ji (Unstrap my bra, devar ji).”

Wow Wow Wow, WTF! She has asked me to unstrap her bra. It amazed me.

Then I gently held her strap and started detaching the hooks. Bhabhi unhooked her bra strap and threw the straps on both sides, revealing her fully naked back. It was mesmerizing for me. I was high enough to touch the sky and my dick was trying to get out of my pants.

I gently started rubbing her back from top to bottom and she was enjoying it too. I massaged her for 10 minutes continuously. Then I thought that it would be enough. I asked her if it was done now, and she replied, “Nahi, aur karo (Do it more).”

I then continued doing it and as per her reply, I got a good idea about that she liked it.

After a few seconds, she started moaning a little like releasing an, “Ahh” whenever I put pressure and released the back. I was maintaining a rhythm of the level of pressure to put in a fixed interval on time. Whenever I exerted pressure, she let out “Ahh”. We both were maintaining a good rhythm now and we both were enjoying it.

I was getting high and high by the time and bit by bit horny with her every moan. I was getting lost in that rhythm and started to push myself up toward my bhabhi’s butts. Then I slowly started to move my hip back and forward with the rhythm.

After about 5 minutes, I reached her butt, and the bulge in the pant of my erect dick was totally touching her ass crack. I was totally lost in the rhythm and she too. She also started moving her hip up and down a little to match the rhythm of my hips. Then I lost my control over my senses and my eyes closed automatically.

We both were moving in the same rhythm and got more and more horny with every pound. After 2 to 3 minutes, I heard her voice saying, “Kaise dheele jaise massage kar rahe ho, thoda zor to lagao. Tab jaake massage jaisi feeling aayegi (How lightly you are doing this? Put some more pressure so that it could feel like a real massage).”

After hearing this, I was at the peak of my horniness and started pounding and moving my hips faster and applied more pressure. I was rubbing my bhabhi’s ass crack harder with my erect dick inside my pants. She too increased her hip movement speed to match the rhythm. Her moans were louder now. She was moaning like hell and faster with full intensity.

After 5 minutes, I was reaching my climax and she too was. I started to moan with her. We were kind of singling and dancing together, falling in love with each other.

Now we were at our extreme speed and finally, we climaxed together!

I released a big load of cum in my pants and she too must have released her juices in hers. We both were breathing heavily. My ass and dick were throbbing. Her pussy too might have been shivering.

Today, Tanu and I, I mean Tanu bhabhi and I masturbated on each other like hell and I knew that it was the start of something new now.

I hooked her bra straps back again and got up from her. She too got up and adjusted her t-shirt. We sat beside each other sticking our hands and shoulders.

We looked at each other and smiled. She said, “Thank you Pratik ji, bahut mast massage ki aapne (Thanks Pratik ji, you did it really nice).”

“Haa bhabhi, aap ne sath na diya hota to bilkul maza nahi aata, to thanks aap ko bhi (Yes bhabhi, but if you hadn’t give your full support, this wouldn’t have been this great. So, thanks to you too),” I replied.

We grabbed each other’s hand and sat still for a while, looking toward the TV. Then I got up and asked her for permission to go back to my home. She smiled a little and said, “Thek hai! (Ok!).”

I reached home, rushed toward my room, shut the door, threw all my clothes off my body, and started masturbating imagining the massage session we just had.

The next morning, I woke up late because of my late-night masturbation sessions and bhabhi’s thoughts. I woke up at 11 am. Then I picked up my phone and checked the notifications. I was overjoyed when I saw Tanu’s message. Oh sorry, I mean Tanu bhabhi’s message that,

“Pratik ji, good morning. Aapke bhai job par chale gae hai aur mere pair bahut pain kar rahe hai. Please aake massage kar do na (Good morning, Pratik ji. Your brother has gone to his office and my legs are paining so much. Please come and give me another massage).”

And I replied, “Haa, ji Bhabi ji! (Sure, bhabi ji!)”

Story will continue.

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Main Somesh hu. Meri umar 24 saal hai. Jab main 20 saal ka tha, tab maine apni khoobsurat mami ki pehli baar chudai ki thi. Unki umar abhi 43 ki hai. Us samay wo 39 ki hongi. Iske baare mein thoda aur jaanne ke liye kahani thoda main aur pehle le chalta hu.

Meri, mami ke liye jo hawas hai, wo kaafi purani hai. Kaafi pehle se hi main apne nana ke ghar rehne aa gaya tha padhayi ke chakkar mein. Usi samay se main mami ko dekhta, unke jism ke har ek ang ko choona chaahta tha.

Ek alag ki khichav hota tha unke gore, bhare-bhare badan ko dekh kar. Pehle to samajh nahi aata tha kya tha ye. Par kuch bahane se unko choone ke bahane khojta rehta tha. Usi samay ki khurafaat hai, ki jab wo so jati thi, unki gehri neend ka faida utha kar main unke komal jism ko kaafi der tak choota, aur sehlata rehta tha.

Fir dheere-dheere mujhse control hona band ho gaya. Pehle main unko dekhta rehta tha. Ab unke baare mein soch-soch, alag-alag kahani bana kar ke hilane laga tha. Par mujhe laga tha ki main kabhi unko chod nahi paunga apne sharmeele swabhav ke kaaran.

Isliye maine umeed hi chhodh di thi. Aur bas hilane tak hi reh gaya tha. Unke shareer mein bhi badlaav aaya tha, thodi zyada bhaari ho gayi thi. Gale aur pair ki twacha mein halka dheela-pann dikhne laga tha. Maine bhi soch liya tha ki shayad ab wo wali baat nahi rahi.

Par ek din sab firse badal gaya. Wahi hawas wapas jaag uthi. Mera bhram toot gaya tha. Unko maine galti se pehli baar nange dekh liya tha. Aise aaj tak kisi ko nahi dekha tha. 2 minute tak main sann khada raha. Wo kapde badal rahi thi, aur darwaza band karne ke bajaye unhone bas chipkaya hua tha.

Meri use kholte hi duniya palat gayi. Aisa nazara dekh shareer kaamp gayi thi meri. Wo apne aap ko chhupate hue sharma gayi thi ek-dum. Usi din mujhe asli hawas ka ehsaas hua, aur dhadkan tez ho gayi thi. Lund 6 inch tak ek-dum seedha aur sakht the.

Raat ko mujhe neend hi nahi aa rahi thi. 5 baar hilaya maine us din. Sirf unki umar, gala aur pair dekh kar main nasamajh kya soch liya tha. Jab poore shareer ke darshan hue, tab jo aag lagi, maza aa gaya tha. Agle din wo nazar nahi mila rahi thi. Kuch bola bhi nahi.

Galti to unki thi, par faida to mera hua tha. Lekin apni kam himmat ke kaaran main us mauke ko bhi bhuna nahi paaya, iska afsos hai mujhe. Firse sab wahi chalta raha. Par aise nazare maine kayi baar dekhe. Kuch galti se, to kuch jaan-boojh ke.

Kayi baar mann kiya bas jaake mami ko lita kar ke chod du, par mere andar to bolne ki himmat nahi thi. Ye sab karna to asambhav hi lag raha tha. Mere andar bas yahi darr tha ki agar maine unhe ye bola, aur unke dimag mein aisa kuch nahi hua, to meri poori zindagi kharaab ho jayegi. Badnami ka hi darr tha bas. Isliye maine irada hi chhodh diya.

Fir ek din June ke maheene mein wo “Tamanna” poori hui. Apne darr mein main unki tanhayi ko samajh hi nahi paaya tha. Hum kaise bhool sakte hai middle-class pariwaro mein zyadatar ek samay ke baad pati-patni mein sex kaise band hi ho jata hai. Mama-Mami ke beech bhi aisa hi ho raha tha.

Mama apni zimmedariyon mein vyast aur mami tanhayi mein. Aise mein maine unhe ek din khud se apne aap ko santusht karte dekh liya. Wo unki awaaz dabayi hui siskiyon ne mujhe himmat di, ki ab wo sapna main poora kar saku.

Maine dheere-dheere mami se baat-cheet badha di, aur unse dosti karne laga. Unka koi bhi kaam ho, koi bhi baat ho, mere liye sabse pehle rehti thi. Isse unhe bhi mere prati ek apna-pan sa lagne laga. Wo mere sath kaafi khul gayi thi. Kayi ghante tak baatein, sath mein picture, khaana-peena, hassi-mazaak sab badhne laga. Unke chehre ki raunak badhne lagi, jaise khoyi aas firse jag jaaye.

Mama ke liye thoda bura lagta tha. Par kya kare, taango ke beech mein jo cheez hai wo agar khush nahi to kitna bhi gehra rishta ya pyar ho, saari hade paar ho karke rehti hai. Mujhe bhi mami ke sath aise rehne mein acha lag raha tha. Par meri manzil ye nahi thi.

Fir se main is mauke jo jaane nahi de sakta tha. Mujhe unhe ab chodna hi tha. June mein har saal chutti mein sab gaon jaate the. Lekin is baar sanyog aisa bana ki ye garmi wakayi mein sabse “garam” saabit hui. Mera college, mami ki saheli ki shaadi aur hum dono ko ek hi ghar mein akela rehna ye kudrat ki chaah hi thi.

Jab agle din main unke kamre mein gaya to woh maxi mein apne bed par baith kar phone dekh rahi thi. Sab kuch sahi hota dekh hi maine mami ko baaton mein apni chaah bata di. Unhe jhatka laga tha. Wo bol uthi-

Mami: Ye sab kya bol rahe ho tum? Hosh mein to ho?

Main: Haa mami, poore hosh mein hu. Ab aur der nahi kar sakta tha bolne mein. Yahi sahi samay tha. Aur main ye bhi jaanta hu ki aap bhi akeli ho. Maine us din dekha tha aapko.

Mami: Kya dekha? Faaltu baatein mat karo. Ye nahi ho sakta. Socha bhi kaise tumne?

Main: Kyun, kya galat hai isme? Do akele jism, jinhe sach mein ek-doosre ki chaah hai. Isme galat kya hai? Itne samay se hum dono sath khushi-khushi hai, to isme kya dikkat? Ek baar duniya jahaan ki baatein kinare hata ke, khud ke baare mein sochiye.

Mami: Nahi ye galat hai. Ye tumhare mama poore pariwar ko dhoka dena hua.

Main(mami ka hath pakad ke): Nahi ye bhavnao ki nahi jism ki chaah hai. Hum dono yahi chaahte. Balki ye na karke khud ko dhokha dena hua.

Fir hum dono ek-doosre ko dekhte kuch der wahi baithe rahe. Ek-doosre ki aankhon mein dekhte-dekhte kab hamare honth ek-doosre ke mun mein the, pata hi nahi chala. Poore 15 minute tak maine unke mulayam hontho ko kass-kass ke chooma.

Aisa lag raha tha dono apni sharam aur tanhayi pehle hi door karna chaahte hai. Saare doosre khayaal bhulana chaahte hai. Mann se ek-doosre ke jism ko apnana chaahte hai.

Unke hontho ko choomte hue main unke poora shareer par hath fer kar unhe mehsoos kar raha tha. Hontho se main dheere-dheere unki gardan tak gaya, aur unke muh se pehli “aah” sun kar main baawla ho gaya. Choomne ka josh aur raftaar apne aap badh gayi thi. Dono ki saanse bhi tez ho gayi thi.

Garmi badhne se paseena bhi aana shuru ho gaya tha. Lekin fir mami ki uttejana kaafi badh gayi. Unse intezaar nahi ho raha tha. Josh mein unhone meri t-shirt faad fenki, mujhe bed par patka, aur paaglon ki tarah mere poore badan ko choosne lagi.

Meri pant bhi nikaal fenki unhone. Itne saalon ki hawas jaise aaj jaag uthi ho. Mujhe bhi josh aa gaya. Maine bhi mami ko kass ke chooste hue unki maxi utaar di. Unka poora garam badan jab mere badan se chipka, tab bas main ruk nahi paa raha tha apna lund unme daalne ke liye. Hum dono ki tez saanse aur siskiyon aur jaanwaro waale josh se poora kamra goonj raha tha.

Fir main unke upar chadh gaya aur unki bra nikaal kar unke bade (kaafi bade) boobs ko choosne laga aur mami “ah aah aah si ah” ki awaaze nikaal rahi thi. Thodi der tak choosne ke baad hum dono se hi raha nahi jaa raha tha.

Mami ne kaha: Pehli baar hai, zyada der na karo bas ab.

Ye sunte hi maine unki panty nikali, apne lund pe thook lagaya, aur halka set karke ek jhatke mein andar. Mami cheekh uthi. Fir maine dheere-dheere andar-baahar shuru kiya, aur raftaar badhata gaya. Hum dono garam-joshi mein aahen bhar rahe the “mm aah aaah aaaah hah haah mmm haah aah” ki. Raftaar itni zyada ho gayi, ki pat-pat ki awaaz aa rahi thi poore kamre mein.

Dono mein se kisi ko rukna manzoor nahi tha. 6 minute tak chali us bhayankar chudai ke baad hum dono ek sath jhad gaye, aur ek-doosre se lipte kuch der wahi pade rahe. Saanse dheere-dheere samanya ho rahi thi. Dono paseene mein lath-path ho gaye the.

Fir uth kar dono ne kapde pehne aur ek-doosre ki taraf dekh kar muskurate hue ek santosh sa mahsoos karte hue kamre se baahar aa gaye. Us din ke baad aaj tak hum dono ne kayi baar ek-doosre ko santusht kiya, aur abhi bhi main ye likhte hue unhi ko dekh raha hu.

Savita and Tarun were fucking each other as usual. Savita noticed that Tarun was very tense, so she asked him the reason. He explained that his boss kept stalling his promotion because he wanted to sleep with Tarun’s sister. Tarun loved his sister and didn’t want him to sleep with his boss.

Savita gave him the idea of hiring a prostitute and passing her off as his sister. Tarun liked the idea and hired a prostitute. But she cancelled at the last minute. Tarun’s boss came to the house and was very angry. Savita had hidden in the house and was listening to the entire situation. But what could she do about it?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 52 – Bahenchod Boss.

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Amulya wanted to bypass all the HR processes for my entry into the office. Her boss, now being her slave, would do anything for her. She took his signature for my entry into the office. I walked into the reception at 10:30, and after the process, I was allowed to enter the office by 11:00.

After sliding my bag through the scanner, I remembered about the condom packet. Thank god the security did not notice that. After security, I texted Amulya and waited for her. My flaccid dick woke the instant my eyes caught Amulya.

Oh god, angelic beauty on earth. Let me describe the alluring, puffy Amulya. She was very fair in texture, that a small pinch would leave a red mark on her body. She was around 5.4 ft in height. Her dress code was mouthwatering.

Black transparent designer saree on her pure milky skin. A matching black blouse with a cap-sleeved shoulder covering only her shoulder cap, revealing white fleshy skin between her elbow to shoulder. Oh heavens! She looked flawless as I undressed her completely in my head.

As she walked towards me, I noticed sideways protruding hips moving from one side to another with each small step.

As she neared, I saw the milky pulpy navel with a big belly button under the transparent saree. My dirty mind fast-forwards to the evening when my face will be feeling this pulpy navel by rubbing, digging my face in, and my tongue playing with her deep belly button.

My eyes moved to her yummy 36-sized huge boobs hidden firmly inside the blouse. The blouse was deeply cut in the front, revealing cleavage, which was covered by a single layer of transparent saree.

The lucky white beaded necklace around her neck travels into her cleavage along with the mangalsutra. (My dirty mind imagines her huge boobs swinging like a pendulum to my huge thrusts from behind. She moans, standing and spreading her thighs in the doggy).

My eyes scrutinized her lipstick-smeared red lips as she said, “Hello. Madhan.” Her girly, low, sweet voice was very relaxing to hear. As the words left her mouth, my eyes watched thin upper lips and juicy, thicker lower hips.

My mind imagines how wildly her nose will clash with mine while we eat each other’s lips. Uff, her killer smile with white teeth, while her hands pushed the lump of hair behind her pretty ears. Her ears had a small white stone stud on the upper helix and a blue gemstone on the lobe.

Amulya’s fair hands with mehendi (until her forearm) is a treat to the eyes. I grabbed her soft hands as she forwarded for a shake. I never want to let go of her hand. I held her hand much longer than usual. I poked with my index finger, scratching her palm. She blushed, trying to release her hand from my grip.

I let go of her hand with glass bangles dangling. She wore a stylish gold-coloured watch on her other hand. My dirty mind imagines these small tiny hands positioning my devilish cock to her dripping pussy while she climbs on top of me.

Amulya’s eyes were magical. I plunged into those magnetic eyes under neatly shaped eyebrows. Seeing her medium-length hair, my dirty mind imagines holding it firmly into my fist. My cock continues to slide in and out of her juicy pussy to her loud, non-stop moans.

My thick hungry cock is having a really hard time staying silent in my underwear. My dirty mind imagines all the ways I will be savaging Amulya tonight. My eyes were busily watching Amulya. From her attractive face to her cleavage to her hefty boobs to her puffy navel to her protruding ass cheeks.

I could smell a strong fragrance from her. We walked silently next to each other through the corridor to the far end of it towards a closed cabin. I read Manjunath on the nameplate as she pushed the cabin door open. A dark-faced man, probably in his 40s, was seriously typing something into his screen.

The boss’s chin widens to a big smile, seeing Amulya. The smile immediately disappears after seeing me. I walk behind her. “Sir, I told na. He has come.” He shook my hand. He asked some random questions about my college and stuff.

I answered all as I came prepared for such questions. While answering the boss, my mind voice said, “I will be banging Amulya in this very cabin.”

I mentally scanned the complete room hatching plans,
1. Where and all would I position her?
2. How and all will I bang her?

These simulations with Amulya sitting next to me woke my cock again, dancing in my pants. I quickly covered my bulge with the bag. She says, “Ok, sir,” and leaves the cabin. Ignoring the boss’s question, I watch her swaying ass cheeks as she steps out of the cabin. Just a minute past her departure, the boss asked me to go to Amulya.

I quickly leave the cabin, walking briskly to catch up with Amulya. She sits in an open cabin next to the boss. She smiled and then guided me to my place. I followed her. My eyes watch her white back through the wide-cut back of her blouse.

I was tempted so badly that I was in no mood to wait till the end of the day for the wild fun to start. She shows me a place with an office laptop and walks back to her cabin. I repositioned my seating and the laptop in a way that I could watch her. Her boss’s cabin was next to her.

I could see the inside of that cabin, too. All day long, temptations for each other climbed high and high. Some of the tempting moments.

My eyes watched her non-stop as she continued to work, sometimes with her PC and sometimes on the calls with clients. Our eyes met briefly every once in a while. After an hour, she walks to me. She acts as if she is explaining to me as she executes some application on the laptop.

I adjust my seat, moving very close to her. I could smell the aroma from her hair as she stood next to me, bending over the laptop. I stared at her face while she kept a serious face, explaining. I scanned all around the office and noticed that all were busy with their work.

I slowly brush, running my index finger through her bare, spongy, soft navel. She feels a titling sensation as she closes her eyes with a hint of a smile on her cheeks. She then looks all around, ensuring that nobody has noticed.

She continues to talk about the application something. I kept talking in a low, calm voice statement like, “Oh, your soft spongy navel. Your super pretty face. I want to bite those red lips. (She drenched her red lips wet on hearing that). What pretty eyes? Your boobs, I can’t wait to have my hands over them.”

After a short time, she returns to her cabin. I texted her that she should provoke her boss, too. Reading my message, she watches me from her cabin with a hint of kink in her smile. She signals me to watch and walks into his boss’s cabin with a file.

She stands in front of her boss in such a way that I can see her boss’s expression through the mirror of his cabin. She bents low as she places the file in front of him. She lowers the saree drape with her huge melons in full display to her boss.

Her boss watches her hefty boobs open-mouthed (I can imagine drool sliding down from the corner of his mouth). Their eyes met with lust in the glaring eyes of her boss. She hides her boss’s view from me as she tilts her head to ensure that I am watching them.

I hide my view and continue to watch. Her boss glances that no one is around. Her boss grabs her soft navel, dragging her next to him. He runs his hand, squeezing her navel and quickly moving to press her heavy boobs once.

My dick was wild watching this scene. She pushes his hand away, adjusts her pallu, and walks out of his cabin. Her boss watched her as she stepped out with a hand on his cock over the pant.

After some time, she took me to the coffee area, and we had coffee. All the while, l continued to flirt with her. I was appreciating her beauty, building the tempo for the wild session.

The next act was during the lunch.

Until next time. Thank you, all ISS readers.

Thank you, guys, for the appreciation. Before continuing with the eighth part, let me give a brief background. This story is about a male-dominated country. A girl studying at a college makes the mistake of stealing the exam paper and is punished and humiliated by the Dean of the college.

She is stripped naked and punished. She had a very humiliating session in the anatomy class. Then she had a pee compilation punishment, and later she had a blowjob compilation. Later, she is exposed to body shaming, and her nipples are pierced.

She was subjected to body painting, and her rights to walk were revoked. Fellow students pee on her, and her virginity is taken by professors. Silicon is inserted in her breasts, and she is given a new dress of wax. The story continues with the next part.

I now had a dress of wax to carry with me. One way it was good was hiding my nudity, but I knew it was short-lived as it could not stay on my body. While I started to crawl, the wax started to go out of my body. Soon, all the wax started to go off.

By the end of the day, I was nude again with some patches of wax on my body.

That day went by with the usual punishment and not much humiliation. I woke up the next day and went to the Dean’s office for my morning fuck.

Dean: Where is the wax dress?

Me: As I crawled, it went all off.

Dean: The instructions were pretty clear that you needed to take care of your dress.

Me: It’s not my fault. With body movements, it all got removed.

Dean: I can understand for a few bits to get removed but not the whole dress.

Me: Again, reiterated, I didn’t do it purposefully; it all was due to body movements, but Dean didn’t listen to all this.

Dean: This deserves a punishment, which will be announced in the assembly.

I was so angry, but I had no choice. Then five professors fucked me hard, and all their cum was dripping from my pussy. I crawled back to the assembly, and everyone gathered. Some students were happy to see me naked again. The morning assembly kicked off, and all regular activities were carried out.

As the assembly was reaching its end, I was getting anxious about my punishment. Dean took the mic and announced Miss Juhi was given the task of keeping her dress intact, which she failed to adhere to. She is liable for punishment now.

Her punishment would be that she would no longer be allowed to drink water. Hearing this, I was about to collapse. How can I survive without water? I said to Dean that this punishment was life-threatening and I could die due to it. This is injustice, and students have also started to take my side.

This was the first time students were supporting me, and tears started to flow through my eyes. Dean stopped them and said, Let me finish. Miss Juhi cannot drink water, but she is allowed to consume liquid in another way. She is now only allowed to drink pee.

From now on, she needs to request either professors, male students, or even female students and drink their pee. This is the only way to consume liquid. She is not allowed to drink her pee. On any given day, she needs to take it from all three (professors, male students, and female students) at least once.

Otherwise, her punishment would be extended by a month. Consumption should be direct, not like someone peeing in a glass and then Miss Juhi drinking it. Hearing this again, the faces of fellow students turned bright, and they started to praise the Dean. I was dumbstruck.

It was better to die than go through this. I protested about this, but the Dean didn’t hear anything about it. I thought that I wouldn’t drink anything. But now the Dean has made it mandatory to consume it with at least three people.

The next order from Dean was that Miss Juhi had to pee in a big bowl and place it in one corner of the assembly. While peeing, she needs to take the dog position on all fours, put one leg up like a dog, and pee in it. Not a single drop should be wasted. While doing it, someone needs to monitor this.

Miss Juhi needs to request either a professor, teacher, or warden during the night. They need to monitor that not a single drop goes outside the bowl. If it goes, then she has to lick and clean it up. There would be other punishments she would be subjected to as well.

Miss Juhi always needs to climb up the stage and pee in this bowl kept here. Dean then handed me a bowl full of uncooked rice and ordered me to take two wrists full of rice, which I did. He then put that in a box and gave it to me. He announced in the assembly that Miss Juhi’s food was rice only for today.

She needs to split it in half and cook it for lunch and dinner. I seem to be okay with this, as though it were just rice, but still better than other punishments. I was just wondering, How can things be simple with me? And I was right. The next announcement gave me goosebumps.

Miss Juhi needs to cook the rice with her pee. She is not allowed to use water. Once the rice is cooked, she needs to eat on all fours like a dog in front of the crowd after the sticky note task in the afternoon and on the stage during the night.

Rice should be cooked properly, which means that there should be a sufficient amount of pee for it to be cooked. This is getting really humiliating for me now. I hadn’t thought that Dean would go to such an extent. Dean then put the bowl in between the assemblies and ordered me to pee.

It was like killing myself with humiliation. I was dumbstruck and again heard Dean’s voice: Make it fast.

I unwillingly crawled into the centre of the stage and took my position with my pee hole just resting above the bowl. I lifted my left leg and was about to pee, but Dean stopped me and asked me to lift my right leg. He was not leaving any possibility of humiliating me.

I switched legs and then peed in the bowl. Peeing like this in itself is so humiliating, and I was doing it in front of the whole class. I had lifted my leg but couldn’t muster the courage to pee. Dean hit my ass with the wooden stick and shouted, “Pee fast, we don’t have all day.”

With no option, I put some pressure on it, and warm liquid started to flow into the bowl. To my bad luck, and since this was the first time, I couldn’t do it properly. Some of it went to the floor as well. Dean was quite happy to see this, and he ordered me to lick the floor.

Up until now, I had been consumed by other people as well, so it wasn’t a big issue. But doing it in front of a whole crowd was so humiliating. I put my tongue on the floor and started to lick it clean. In the next 3–4 minutes, I made the floor clean. The bowl was put again in the corner.

The assembly was dispersed, and I crawled to the classroom with so many things going through my mind. In the break time, I was asked to pee in the bowl on the stage. Unfortunately, since I hadn’t consumed liquid, I was not able to fill the bowl much.

The Dean also ordered me to drink pee from three professors, and I had to oblige. One of them was a female professor. She took me to the side of the stage, where there were curtains. I was ordered to lie down, and she sat on top of my face.

Her pussy was bald and resting on top of my mouth. She ordered me to open my mouth, and started to pee. I could understand males, but now females have also started to humiliate me. Once she was done, she ordered me to lick her clean.

Due to the pee consumed, I peed in the bowl after a couple of hours and then went to the kitchen to cook the rice. Everybody in the kitchen was giggling, but I was now used to it. I had to skip a class to get my lunch prepared. I went back to class, and the final class was over as the bell rang.

Now, everyone was eagerly waiting for me to finish eating my lunch. Everyone assembled on the ground. I was asked to go to the kitchen, put the cooked rice in the bowl, attach that bowl to my nipple clamps, and crawl to the centre of the ground. The bowl should not fall, so the clamps should be absolutely right.

I put the clamps very tight as I didn’t want them to fall, which meant that my nipples were going numb and we were paining. Anyway, I crawled back with thousands of eyes watching me. I was now in the centre of the earth. Dean ordered me to detach the bowl.

Dean then took out my butt plug. It was a relief, though it hurt while taking it out. I was a little relieved by it, but as you can expect from this inhuman Dean, it was short-lived. Dean then put the butt plug near my ass and started to push in. I was wondering what Dean had in mind.

If he had to put it in again, why did he pull it out? Dean put some force on it, and the plug went inside. In the next 10 seconds, I started to feel a burning sensation in my ass. I was not able to understand what happened. Dean then applied some lube to my nipples as well.

My nipples started to have a burning sensation. Next, the Dean took a cucumber, applied the same gel to it, and pushed it inside my pussyfoot. He pulled it out and again pushed it in. He was trying to reach every part of my pussy wall by pushing and pulling it out.

My pussycat has also started to have a burning sensation now. Now I was having burning sensations in three places: My ass, pussyfoot, and nipples. Dean then showed me the bottle, and it was balm, which he had used. The burning sensation was intensifying every second.

The Dean then showed the bottle to the crowd. Every student started to praise him for his creativity and cruel thinking. I was ordered to eat my food now. At no point was I supposed to touch the bowl with my hands, and not a single grain of rice should be left over.

My head was not moving. It was such a disgusting thing to eat; it was so difficult for me. The Dean ordered that either you start or 10 professors will add their cum into it. Unwillingly, I put my mouth in the bowl and started to eat.

The smell and taste were making me feel disgusted, but I didn’t have any options. Everyone was laughing, seeing me like this and eating my pee rice. Yes, that’s what I would call it. It took me almost half an hour to finish this. After finishing the rice, the Dean ordered me to go back to my routine work.

Every time I had to pee, I had to do it in the bowl on the stage, and students standing there used to laugh at me. I was now used to I have seen so many things in the last 25 days that people don’t experience in their whole lives. I wanted this to be over soon.

In the evening, I was called to the medical room. My boobs were analysed, and some more silicon was inserted into them. Dean was also present, and he asked the doctor whether silicon could be inserted in the nipples. The doctor said that he hasn’t tried it but can give it a try if he wishes.

I was shocked. My breast had now gotten enlarged, which is still fine and can be covered in normal life. But if my nipples got enlarged, it would be very difficult to hide them. I requested Dean not to do this, but he refused and requested the doctor go ahead with it.

The doctor said that he could, but he doesn’t have a small needle for it, and with a big needle, it would hurt a lot. Dean said that he didn’t care for that and gave the go-ahead for it. The doctor ordered me to climb on the table and lay down on my back. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t have any options.

After lying down, my hands and legs were tied down with the straps. The doctor prepared the injection, and it was really with a broad needle. He brought it close to my nipples, and I couldn’t see it and closed my eyes. The doctor inserted the injection in my left nipple, and it hurt like hell.

I could feel silicon going inside my nipple. Once the left nipple was done, the doctor inserted the right one and emptied his injection. I could feel my nipples getting heavier, and of course, they were now bigger. I was dying of humiliation.

How would I face the people with these heavy nipples always poking around? I was trying to digest this, and what I heard next blew me away. Dean asked the doctor, “Can this be repeated to her daughter as well?” Clit is so sensitive.

With silicon filled in, it would be painful. Over that, I wasn’t sure if I would have an orgasm easily. I was now focused on the doctor’s answer, and I knew I was not that lucky. The doctor said that, theoretically, it’s possible, but he hasn’t tried it. Dean said, “Then go ahead and do it for the first time.”

Again, my eyes were focused on the wide needle. My leg straps were opened. I was asked to fold them, and then they were separated wide apart. The doctor took a pinch and took hold of the clitoral. He then prepared the injection and inserted it in the clitoral area.

It was pain beyond imagination, and he emptied silicon there as well. While the doctor was inserting silicon, I farted due to pain. Dean was very angry about this. He thought for some time and discussed it with the doctor in private. The doctor removed my straps and asked me to lie down on one side.

He then folded my legs and moved to my backside. I couldn’t see him now. He inserted his finger in my ass hole, and looked like he was lubing it up. I didn’t understand the purpose of it but couldn’t dare turn around as Dean was watching me.

Next, he inserted something in my ass, something that was thin, so it didn’t hurt, but I didn’t have any clue what was going on. Sometimes I could feel something going inside my ass, probably some liquid. In a few seconds, I was able to make out that they were giving me an enema.

After some time, the fluid stopped, and I started to get cramps. After it got unbearable for me to hold, I was allowed to realise I hadn’t seen such an inhuman person in my life. God knows what is next on his cards.

I was then ordered to carry out my routine activities and have dinner the same way I had lunch. It was pathetic, and then I slept in the night. The next day, when I crawled to the Dean’s office in the morning, I was surprised to see a cake on the table. In all this humiliation, I forgot that it was my birthday today.

I was a little happy seeing the cake and thought that I might get an exception today. Probably, my punishment would be terminated prematurely as well. These all lit my eyes, and my face had a smile. The Dean welcomed me, and all the other professors clapped for my birthday.

I noticed that there were more professors today than usual. There were a few lady professors as well. There were two cakes. One was big, and the other was small. The cake had an imprint of a naked girl in bondage. The text read: “Happy birthday, slave Juhi.”

I started to think that this could become an unforgettable day for me. Dean placed both cakes in front of me, lit the candles, and asked me to cut them. After the usual celebration of eating cake and singing, The Dean removed his lowers and placed his ass on the cake.

Likewise, every professor, including the lady professor, did the same. I was quite surprised to see this, but I was not able to think beyond it. Dean then ordered me to lick the cake from each ass, and there shouldn’t be a single part of it left on the ass.

This blew me away again; they were not leaving me on my birthday as well. Dean again shouted, “We don’t have time left; start now.” I crawled to Dean and started licking and eating his ass. It took me a good 5 minutes to clear his bumps. The Dean asked other professors, “Is it looking clean?”

One professor said that bumps are clear but not cracks. Dean ordered me to lick the crack and make it clean. Up until now, it was still bearable, but the crack and hole looked too humiliating. Unwillingly, I separated the bumps and started to lick and clean them until they were totally clean.

For the first time in my life, I didn’t like the taste of the cake. This went in, and I had to lick everyone’s asses and holes; even the female professor enjoyed this. I almost licked around 18–20 asses before it ended. I was thinking about what a great start to my birthday it had been.

So, guys, I will end the 08 part here and continue the humiliation of Juhi in the next part. Her birthday was celebrated uniquely, and she was humiliated to the core.

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Main 27 saal ki shaadi-shuda aurat hu. Abhi bachha nahi hua hai, isliye figure bhi theek-thaak hai. Main Delhi ke Sainik Farm ilaake mein rehti hu. Hamari shaadi ko 3 saal ho chuke hai. Pati ka medical equipments ka acha business hai. Delhi ke alawa Mumbai, Kolkata, Pune, Bangalore mein hamari branches hai. Pati Mumbai se operate karte hai aur Delhi se North India main hi dekhti hu.

Ghar mein zyada log nahi hai. Ek chaunkidaar (Rakesh) hai, jo pehle maali ka kaam karta tha. Ab family ke sath gate par bane hue guard room cum servant quarter mein apni wife (Usha) aur 3 bachho ke sath rehta hai. 2 bade bachhe gaon mein dada-dadi ke sath rehte hai. Kul mila kar 5 bachhe hai Rakesh ke.

Uski biwi ghar par jhaadu, pocha, bartan, aur khaana banane ka kaam karti hai. Pati chaunkidari ke alawa hamare garden ki dekh-bhaal karta hai, aur biwi ghar ke baaki kaam karti hai. Ye baat un dino ki hai hamari maid jo ki lagbhag 7 maheene ke pet se thi.

Baat pichle saal july ke maheene ki hai. Sunday ko main ghar par thi. Usha jab din mein ghar par kaam rahi thi, to maine usse poocha-

Main: Kal raat ko kya baat ho gayi thi? Tere ghar se badi zor-zor ki awaaze aa rahi thi. Sab theek to hai na?

Usha boli: Kuch khaas nahi memsaab, bas waise hi baat ho rahi thi.

Main: Itni zor-zor se kya baat ho rahi thi? Mujhe lag raha tha ladayi ho rahi thi.

Usha (kuch sharmate hue): Ab kya batau aapko.

Main: Bata de kya baat hai.

Usha: Mera marad hai na, iska mann hi nahi bharta hai. Har raat ko ise wo chahiye hi. Bina kiye ise neend hi nahi aati. Kisi ka mann ho chaahe na ho. Tabiyat theek ho ya na ho, par ise karna hi hai.

Maine muskurate hue poocha: Kya karna hi hai?

Usha boli: Madam use tharak lagi rehti hai. Roz usko chudai karne ka hota hai. Mera saatva maheena chal raha hai, to karne mein takleef hoti hai. To wo kehta hai aage se nahi to peeche se karne de. Ab 8 saal ho gaye shaadi ko. Maine aaj tak peeche se nahi karaya hai. To ab kaha se karne doongi.

Usha: Mujhe nahi karne dena. Bas isi baat par kal zyada kaha-suni ho gayi. Fir thak haar ke main use aage se karne di, tab jaa kar maana. Itna hatta-katta hai ki poora shareer hila ke rakh deta hai. Upar se jo takleef mujhe hoti hai, use utna maza aata hai. Mera bas chale to…

Itna kehte-kehte wo ruk gayi. Main uski ye baat sun kar zor se hassi, aur mann hi mann sochi ki kisi ko itna mil raha hai, ki wo pareshan hai, aur kisi ko bilkul nahi mil raha hai. Bhagwan bhi sab ko sab kuch nahi deta.

Maine Usha ko kaha: Aisa hai, tu use kaha kar ki wo apne hath se thanda kare. Ya tu hi usko hath se karke thanda kar diya kar.

Usha boli: Hath se karne mein usko maza nahi aata. Kehta ya fir muh mein lekar kar. Chee-chee! pata nahi kaisi-kaisi baat karta rehta hai, aur mujhe mobile par gandi-gandi video dikha kar kehta hai, dekh ye bhi to kar rahi hai.

Uska agla sawal mujhse tha: Kya aisa hota hai didi?

Uski ye baat sun kar main zor se hassi aur bola: Haa, kisi-kisi ko acha lagta hai, to wo karta hai.

Usha boli: Chee madam, mujhse to ye kabhi na hoga.

Aise kehte hue wo baat wahi khatam ho gayi. Subha se baarish ho rahi thi. To shaam ko 7:30 par maine use khaana bana kar ghar jaane ke liye bol diya. Wo apna kaam nipta kar 8:00 baje ghar chali gayi. Raat ko main relax thi, aur mausam bhi acha barish wala tha.

To maine apne ghutno tak wali transparent nighty nikali, aur saare undergarments nikaal kar use pehan liya. Fir cupboard se vodka nikaal kar 60 ml ka ek peg limca mein bana liya, aur balcony mein aa kar baarish ka maza lete hue peene lagi.

Baahar bilkul shanti chaayi hui thi. Sirf tez barish ka shor tha. Aaj din mein Usha ki baatein sun kar apne purane din yaad karke thoda horny feel kar rahi thi. Jaldi se maine us peg ko kheencha aur doosra peg bana liya. Uske baad phone utha kar sex stories padhne lagi.

Aisa karte-karte doosra peg khatam kar diya. Ab acha suroor mehsoos hone laga tha. Maine apne ek hath se apni pussy ko chhua to wo bahut geeli padi hui thi. Maine dheere-dheere use sehlana shuru kar diya. Bahut maza aa raha tha. Mann kar raha tha ki koi aaye, aur kass ke mujhe chode.

Thodi der baad maine dekha ki gate wale room se mujhe firse zor-zor se awaaze aa rahi hai. Ye awaaze mere maze ko kharaab kar rahi thi. Maine uth kar dekha ki Rakesh baahar ka lock band karne ke liye nikla. Lock laga kar wo jaise hi wapas lauta, uski biwi ne ghar ke darwaze ko andar se band kar liya.

Baahar tez barish ho rahi thi, jisme Rakesh baahar khada bheeg raha tha, aur zor-zor se gate par hath maar kar khulwane ki koshish kar raha tha. Usne upar safed baniyan aur neeche safed lungi pehni hui thi. 10-15 minute tak wo zor-zor se darwaza bajata raha, par andar se koi awaaz nahi aa rahi thi.

In logo ki is harkat se mera nasha tootne laga, to main andar jaa kar ek large peg aur bana layi, aur ek jhatke se aadha pee gayi. Jab tak main wapas balcony mein gayi, tab tak awaaz aani band ho gayi thi. Mujhe laga maamla shant ho gaya tha, parantu thodi der mein mera door knock hua.

Mujhe nashe mein ye sochne ka mauka hi nahi mila ki maine transparent nighty, wo bhi ghutno tak wali pehni hui thi. Maine jhat se gate khola to dekha saamne Rakesh (Usha ka pati) hath jode khada tha. Wo lagbhag rote hue bola-

Rakesh: Dekhiye na memsaab Usha gate nahi khol rahi hai.

Main: Kyun kya hua?

(Main jaanti to thi par fir bhi usse poocha chaahti thi ki wo kya kehta hai.)

Rakesh: Dekhiye na keh rahi hai ki mere paas bhi aaye to main pankhe se latak kar jaan de doongi. Bahut der ho gayi hai khat-khatate hue. Andar se bilkul koi bhi awaaz nahi aa rahi hai. Aap chal kar dekhiye kahi kuch kar to nahi liya.

Uski ye baat sun kar mujhe bhi jhatka laga aur main unhi kapdo mein gate ki taraf itni tez barish mein nikal padi. Mere peeche-peeche Rakesh bhi daud kar aa gaya. Main zor se uska gate khat-khatane lagi, par andar se koi response nahi aa raha tha. Ab main bhi thoda ghabrane lagi.

Bahar baarish mein khade-khade main paani se tar-batar ho gayi thi. Mera poora shareer ab numayish hone laga tha. Nighty poori tarah se mere badan par chipki hui thi, aur mera poora badan chamak raha tha. Mera dhyan is taraf nahi tha, kyunki main Usha ke liye chinta mein thi. Parantu mere peeche khada hua Rakesh ab mere nange badan ko niharne laga tha.

Aisi barish mein bheegi lagbhag poori nangi si lag rahi aurat ko dekh kar kiska imaan nahi kharab ho jayega. Udhar main nashe mein choor bas Usha ko dekhne aur bachane ki koshish karne mein lagi thi.

Maine Rakesh se poocha: Khidki se kuch dikh raha hai kya?

Wo us taraf gaya aur mujhe ishara karke bulaya: Aap zara cooler se jhaank kar dekho, aapko kuch dikh jaye.

Waha jagah cum thi to wo thoda peeche hua, aur mujhe us jagah ghus kar dekhne ke liye bola. Main bina soche uske aur cooler ke beech mein khadi ho gayi. Uska badan mujhse kuch-kuch chhoo raha tha. Main cooler se dekhne ke chakkar mein thoda sa jhuk kar andar jhaankne lagi, to uska phoola hua agla bhaag meri gaand ki daraar ke beech mein touch hone laga.

Usne meri kamar par ek hath rakha, aur doosre hath se mujhe andar se aa rahi roshni ki taraf dikhane laga. Wo ab lagbhag doggy style wali position mein apna lund meri gaand mein ghusaye khada tha. Na-jaane kab usne meri nighty ko jo ki naam ke liye hi mere badan par thi, mere kulhon ke upar tak khiska diya tha. Aur apne lunnd ko meri pussy se satta diya tha.

Barish ki thandi boondo se aur daaru ke nashe mein horny to main thi hi. Uska ye touch mujhe acha lag raha tha. To maine bhi kuch der us position ka maza liya. Par achanak maine mehsoos kiya ki uske lund ka agla hissa meri pussy mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha tha.

Kyunki meri pussy bhi geeli thi to agar wo zor ka jhatka deta, to apne prayaas mein safal ho jata. Par achanak mujhe ehsaas hua ki nahi. Aur main seedha khadi ho gayi.

Fir maine use bola: Yaha to kuch nahi dikh raha.

Wo mauke ka poora faida uthana chaahta tha, to zor se meri kamar pakad ke bola-

Rakesh:  Zara dhyan se dekho dikh jayega.

Par main use daant-te hue us jagah se zabardasti baahar aa kar khadi ho gayi. Is baat se wo bahut chidh gaya. Baahar aa kar maine use bola-

Main: Use itna kyun pareshan karte ho ki wo aisa kadam uthaye? Agar bahut zyada mann hota hai to muth maar liya karo. Jab uska mann nahi hota gaand marwane ka, aur muh se karne ka, to kyun zabardasti karte ho?

Itna sab kuch main sharab ke nashe ki wajah se ek jhatke mein bol gayi. Fir maine notice kiya ki wo mere shareer ko lalchayi nazar se dekh raha tha. Tab maine apne badan par nazar daudayi aur sharam se paani-paani ho gayi. Mere boobs bilkul tight ho kar khade the. Mere nipples bilkul tann kar khade the.

Neeche meri pussy aur gaand dono hi saaf-saaf dikh rahe the. Flood light ki roshni mein mera madak shareer wo bhi paani mein bheega hua, aafat dhaa raha tha. Us time koi bhi hota wo mujhe patak kar wahi chod deta. Aise mein Rakesh kaise bach paata?

Ab us par hawas lagbhag poori tarah se sawaar ho gayi thi. Kuch to mera shareer dekh kar, aur baaki meri baatein sun kar. Ab wo aage badha, aur mera hath mazbooti se pakad kar apne lund par rakhte hue bola-

Rakesh: Madam hath se kaise karte hai, zara aap hi ek baar karke dikha do. Hame to apne hath se maza aata nahi hai. Shayad aapke hath se wo maza aa jaye.

Aisa karte hue usne apna garam-garam tanna hua 8″ ka mota lund mere hath mein laa kar bheech diya. Uska garam-garam lund hath mein aate hi mere poore shareer mein jhanjhanahat ho gayi. 30 second rukne ke baad maine zor se apna hath kheenchne ki nakaam koshish ki. Aur us par zor se chillayi.

Main: Ye kya kar rahe ho Rakesh? Jaante bhi ho ki kya kar rahe ho? Aur kiske sath?

Wo dono hatho se mere hath ko pakde hue apne lund ko masalte hue bola-

Rakesh: Madam aap hi meri biwi  ko bhadkaati ho. Ab mere paas to itne paise hai nahi ki baahar jaa kar apni tharak poori kar saku. Mere paas bhi paisa hota to sahab ki tarah baahar jaa kar maze karta. Par hum gareebo ko to apni biwi se kaam chalana padta hai. Aur aap ho ki meri biwi ko bhadkaati ho. Ab aapko hi meri ye tadap shant karni hogi.

Ye keh kar usne apni lungi utaar fenki, aur sirf baniyan mein apne dono hatho se mere naazuk hatho mein apna lund pakda kar masalne laga. Ab main samajh chuki thi ki agar main yaha se nahi gayi, to ye mujhe yahi patak kar chod dega. Main kisi tarah hath chhudhwa kar ghar ki taraf jaane ki koshish karne lagi.

Abhi 4-5 kadam hi main badhi thi ki meri nighty aage se poori khul gayi, aur uske hath mein aa gayi. Agar main aur aage badhti to meri poori nighty uske hath mein aa jati aur main bilkul nangi ho jati. Aise mein thoda ruk kar aage chalne ki koshish karne lagi.

Tab tak usne peeche se aa kar meri kamar ko dono hatho se jakad liya. Ab uska garam-garam lund meri gaand ki daraar mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha tha. Kabhi wo meri pussy se takrata, to kabhi meri gaand ke chhed mein ghusne ki koshish karta.

Isi utha-patak mein paani mein fisal kar main ghaas mein jaa giri. Wo bhi jonk ki tarah mere shareer se chipka raha aur mujh par aa gira. shareer dheere-dheere sath chhodh raha tha, par dimag keh raha tha ki nahi ye galat hai. Isi kash-makash mein main usse uljhati rahi aur nakaam koshish karti rahi.

Main use baar-baar yahi kahe jaa rahi thi: Rakesh ye sab galat hai. Chhodh do mujhe.

Jab ki Rakesh kahe jaa raha tha: Ek baar mujhe apne hatho se muth maar kar thanda kar do.

3-4 minute mein mujhe mauka laga aur main fislan ki wajah se uske hath se nikal gayi. Aise mein meri nighty to uske hath mein reh gayi par main uske changul se nikal gayi. Ab maine apne ghar ki taraf nanga hi jana shuru kar diya. Ye meri taraf se aakhri prayas tha.

Rakesh bhi sambhla aur tezi se meri taraf aaya. Wo bhi kisi keemat par aisa hath aaya hua maal jaane nahi dena chaahta tha. Aur main bhi anmane mann se bachne ki poori koshish kar rahi thi. Kisi tarah girte padte main nangi hi apne gate tak pahunchne mein safal rahi. Par Rakesh bhi kisi bhediye ki tarah mere peeche-peeche mere gate tak pahunch hi gaya.

Main jaise hi andar se gate band karne lagi, to usne apna panja gate mein ada diya.

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Hi Readers, I’m Kartik, age 29, well well-built IT guy. I have stayed in Pune city for almost 2 years due to my office. I have been reading ISS stories for some time. I thought to share my own experience. So this story is between me and my married ex-girlfriend, Princy. And how I unleashed her slutty side.

Let me introduce you to the main person in this story. Her name is Princy, 27 years old from Indore city. She has a very beautiful face and a banging, curvy body 34-28-36. Her boobs were the perfect size 34D one could ever dream about. Her height was 5.5 feet tall. She could turn anyone’s attention easily.

We met each other in the office a few years back and fell in love. We dated for like 1.5 years. We had great chemistry and a great sex life. After that, she got married in lockdown to someone else, breaking my heart. So I unfollowed her everywhere, and we never spoke with each other.

After that, it’s almost 3 years. She tried to contact me in between, but I never responded as I was angry with her. A few months back, she joined a new company, which was in Pune.

So, she shifted to Pune alone a couple of months back. She was in a long-distance relationship with her husband, who was staying in Indore doing his business.

Let me start the story! So, one usual weekday, I got a call from an unknown number. I picked up the call, and it was Princy. She asked me about me and how my life was going. I spoke to her normally, and we both talked for like an hour.

She told me that she had shifted to Pune and that maybe we should catch up sometime, so we decided to catch up over the same weekend. It was Saturday evening, and we both decided to meet in CO2 café. It was on the outskirts of Pune city with a good lake view. The place is always crowded.

I got a call around 9 p.m. from Princy that she had reached the place and was coming inside. Everyone was looking at her, including me. She was wearing a tight, sexy red velvet satin material mini dress, which I gifted her 3 years back. I was stunned by the beauty.

She still has the same figure. The lucky husband must be fucking her every day. We hugged each other, and we took our sits. We normally talked for some time, and then I lost control, and I started,

Me: Why did you call me? Would your husband be okay with you meeting me? Does he know our history?

Princy: Hmmm! I did not tell my husband that I was meeting you. And he does not know you exist.

Me: What…are you serious? And why are you wearing the dress I gifted you? Are you trying to seduce me?

Princy: You remember? Good.. and yes, Hahaha…just relax. I missed you so much! And I can’t wear such a dress with my husband.

Me: Is he an idiot to miss this beauty? I guess your husband does not satisfy you, so come to me now! Is he not fucking you well?

Princy: (with shocked face) You cannot talk to me like that, and FYI, he is a good husband. He is good in bed, too, if that’s what you want to know!

Me: Then why did you call me?

Princy: I missed you. I’ve been trying to contact you for a long time now, but you never responded. That’s rude of you!

Me: But you choose to marry someone else!Which messed me up. And now I can only think that he is enjoying you every day.

Princy: Yes, I did marry, but I never stop missing you. I remember everything we had and even sex, TBH. Now that we are in the same city, let’s be good friends.

Me: You mean friends with benefits?

Princy: If you want to talk so straightforwardly, then yes, we can (with hesitation). But we need to keep it a secret from our mutual friends and my husband.

Me: Then let’s not waste our time here. Let’s go and fuck right now.

Princy: Hold on Kartik! We just came to this place 10 min ago. Don’t be in such a hurry. You will get your chance to have me! But let’s talk now. Enjoy this evening, and take it slow!

Me: I don’t have anything to talk to you. I just want to feel your body and pussy again, like old days and take my revenge on you! If you are scared, then you can go. I don’t want to waste my time.

Princy: I don’t believe you have become so stone-hearted! Okay then, let us go. You can have a way with me as you want.

And she got up and started walking out of the Cafe without me. I was stunned, and then I got up. I held her from behind as my girlfriend and walked out with her towards my car parking (it was dark there). As soon as we reached my car, I pushed her towards the car, grabbed her face and started kissing her.

She started kissing me, too. I slowly started pressing her boobs over her dress, and she was not stopping me. I was on cloud 9 as I had been thinking of this day for a long time now, and it was happening. I started fingering her pussy over her panty, and it was wet. Then I whispered.

Me: I have waited for this day for the last 3 years! And now, I’m not going to be easy on you. You will do whatever I say!

Princy: Okay! (By taking deep breaths)

Me: I will fuck that pussy of yours right here in some time. Just be ready. (Fingering her pussy and kissing her lips)

Princy: No, not here (worried)! Someone could see us. Let’s go to your home, and you can do anything you want with me!

Me: You don’t get to make rules here! You have already done enough to hurt me. So it’s either right now or never!

Saying this, I stopped kissing and fingering her and stepped one step away from her. We both were staring at each other intensely as if she did not want me to stop.

She then adjusted her dress and came and hugged me tightly and said, “Not in public, but you can do anything you want at your home. Let go and make love to each other like old days.” But I disagreed with her and said,

Me: I don’t think you understood! It’s not your choice what I want to do with you.

Princy: But Kartik! I’m married, and I’m already ready to cheat on my husband to be with you. Is that not enough? (In angry mood)

Me: You already cheated on your husband with me. So now you have to be my slut. I can use you anytime, anywhere. You have to obey whatever I say if you want to be with me.

She stood in shock after listening to this and had an angry face. After I said this, I sat in my car, opened the windshield and asked her how is she going home. She walked at me angrily and bent down through the car window from outside.

I started removing my pants zip and then pant entirely so that my dick popped out. It was rock hard (7 inches). She started giving me a blowjob in the car without saying a word. I was shocked and horny at the same time. I started processing her boobs by putting my hands inside her bra.

With the other hand, I started to rub her pussy. It was easy to access as she was bending down, which was making her mini-skirt dress come up. Her half-ass was visible from the outside. The parking area was open ground, and the other cars were coming in constantly.

Every time the car flashlight appeared, Princy was scared that anyone could see us. Her ass was completely open from the outside. If anyone passes, they can easily see her ass, even in the dark. This thought turned me on. After a few minutes, I held her head and started stroking my dick hard in her mouth.

Without giving any warning, I released my cum in her mouth. I held my dick in her mouth for another minute till she swallowed my cum completely. Then I released her, and she got out of the window and adjusted her dress.

Princy: Are you happy now?

Me: No! The real action is still pending.

Saying this, I got out of my car, pulled her and pushed her back inside the window. I raised her mini dress so that her full ass was visible. I took her panties off and put them in her mouth, and placed my dick near her pussy head. I pushed it inside in one go.

Her pussy was completely smooth and shaved. I started stroking her from behind and unzipping her half-dress from behind so that I could release her boobs open. I started to press her boobs which were popping out of her dress and bra.

After a few minutes, a car stopped just by our car, but they did not see us. But Princy got scared and asked me to fuck her inside the car. But I was not in the mood to stop, so I continued fucking her pussy hard. She accepted it and started to enjoy the pleasure she was getting.

She was controlling her moaning so that no one could hear us. While I was fucking her, I noticed a couple was sitting in another car next to mine. They were watching us in action secretly with a big shock on their faces. But I did not tell Princy and continued to fuck her in the same position for 10 minutes.

When I was about to cum, I held her hair from behind and pulled her head up. I showed her that couple who was watching us. (she was shocked as fuck) I then released my cum deep inside her pussy and kept my dike inside for some time till it came out automatically.

We both came to our senses and without speaking a word, we adjusted our dress. We sat in my car, and we left for my home. She was quiet the whole time, and then suddenly, she said to me,

Princy: Are you happy now? You got your wish to fuck me in the parking.

Me: You, I did! And you did well today. You need to follow whatever I say from now on.

Princy: Yes! I will do whatever you say! Only you should remember my one condition: not to tell any of our friends and my husband. Other than that, I’m all yours to use.

Me: I will not! Also, did you like that the other couple were watching us having sex?

Princy: Not really. I was dam scared and ashamed of myself. Your dick was not visible to them, but my boob and my expression were clearly exposed to them.

Me: That is true, hahaha! I’m pretty sure that boy must have got hard seeing you getting fucked like that! You must be a treat to watch.

She got shy and started blushing.

Me: Such a slut you are! Haha, you’re going to have such a good time if you obey whatever I say.

She was horny again after listening and started to kiss my neck from the side. But we reached home by then. Once we reached my house, without wasting any time, I ripped all her dress off her body. I lifted her straight to the washroom and asked her to clean my dick without using her hands.

She bent down and took my hard dick in her mouth, and started cleaning it.  I pulled her up and pushed her to the wall. We fucked in a standing position facing each other, kissing randomly. I was rubbing her entire body for a few minutes (her entire body was red).

Then I turned her towards me and lifted her in an upstanding position. I placed my dick inside her pussy and fucked her for a few more minutes, and released my cum inside her. We completely got our hot shower and came out in 30 minutes.

When we saw ourselves in the mirror, we were completely red and sweaty. I pushed her to bed and started licking her clean pussy. She was dripping wet. I licked her completely. Then, we had one more sex section that night. We slept naked in my bed, hugging each other.

I will write what happens next with Princy in my next chapter and hope you like this story. Please feel free to give your comments and feedback by emailing at [email protected].

Hey guys, this is the fourth part of the events that unfolded after our badminton session. To know more, read the previous parts.

After some time, Surya helped Kalpana clean up herself by taking her to the shower room. There Surya fucked her under the shower. Kalpana was enjoying it as we could hear her loud moans from the shower room to the office room.

Me: Looks like someone is getting some action (I laughed).

Mani: You really don’t know, do you?

Me: Know what?

Mani: She is really a big slut underneath. She shows off herself as innocent, but she is slutty as hell. She will be down for sex anytime.

Me: I don’t think so.

Mani: From now on, make advances. And she will not back off. She won’t even worry about getting caught.

Mani: She’ll even ask you to do daring and nasty stuff to her. I know a slut when I see one.

Me: I don’t think Kalpana would be down for it.

Mani: We’ll see (sarcastically smiled).

The following week, I wanted to test out Mani’s theory. We were in the HOD room for some event discussion. I placed my hand on Kalpana’s ass. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Then I moved my hand slowly around rubbing her ass. Her breathing was heavy and I started squeezing her as the HOD was speaking. I wanted to push it a bit further and slowly moved my hand following her ass crack down to her pussy. I started rubbing her pussy and she started breathing heavily. I rubbed my fingers around her clit. To my surprise, she didn’t stop me. I took the invitation and moved behind her and as we were in a big group, no one suspected anything.

After that, I placed my hands on her hips and moved my hand under her chudidar near the side slit and moved my hand into her pants. I was now rubbing her pussy. She was biting her lips to stop moaning. Her churidar pants were getting wet.

Suddenly, I put two fingers inside and started fingering her. Her eyes were rolling back in ecstasy and she just wanted to moan so loudly there itself. But she suppressed her moans like crazy.

As we went on, it was really wet down there. So I stopped and tried to move my hand. Kalpana got a hold of my hand.

Me: Do you want me to continue?

Kalpana nodded yes. She just wasn’t ready to stop. As the pussy was getting wetter, her pants were soaked.

Me: Let’s go to the washroom, your pussy is drenched (I whispered into her ear).

Kalpana breathing heavily, just nodded to the idea. As we left the HOD’s room, we went to the washroom. We went into the stalls, Kalpana sat on top of me and started kissing me passionately. After some kissing, I slammed her to the wall and pulled her pants down.

The entire crotch area was wet. I touched her pussy with my cold hands and it sent a surge into Kalpana. She started to move her hips without me doing anything. She was moving to rub her pussy on my hand.

I then inserted my fingers again inside and she started moaning and my fingers were drenched. I started to finger her and she was scraping the wall in pleasure. Then I stopped and removed her top as well. She was in her black push-up bra and I started fingering her.

Kalpana: I want that dick inside me, John. Please give it to me.

I didn’t want to give her the dick just yet. Then I buried my face into her wet pussy and started eating her out. My face was completely wet. She was pushing my head into her pussy. She was getting too impatient.

Then I came up and told her to remove my pants. She took my dick out from my boxers through the air circulation space and I told her to suck it. She really wanted it in her pussy and was running out of patience.

She then quickly got down and started deep-throating. I caught a hold of her hair and face-fucked her. As I was ramming her mouth, I noticed her hands weren’t controlling how deep I was going. But she was actually squeezing one breast with one hand and rubbing her pussy to keep it ready for the dick.

This got me excited and I shoved my dick as deep as I could and waited for a few minutes until she gagged. To my surprise, the college girl Kalpana didn’t care how deep I went and was still rubbing her pussy. I pulled my dick out and it was dripping saliva. Then I pulled her up by her hair and slammed her to the wall.

Me: Tell me how bad you want it.

Kalpana didn’t say anything but she took my hand and touched her pussy with it. It was so wet and ready.

Kalpana: Now tell me how bad I want it.

Me: Then beg for it.

And I started fingering her again to the point where she shouted, “Give it to me. Give me your big cock..”

This got me excited. I slammed her to the wall, caught her hair and spread her legs. From behind, I put it in. The slutty college girl let out a huge moan and I started fucking her.

Kalpana was so wet that my boxers got wet with her pussy juice. She was moaning like anything. I was fucking her with full force. Then I undid her bra hook. It was moving with the motion, loosened down and Kalpana threw it off her arms. I slammed her into the wall again.

Then I turned her around and she removed my shirt. I got rid of my jeans and my boxers and saw a boob imprint in sweat on the wall. I lifted her one leg and started fucking her. Her body was clinging to my body from the sweat.

Kalpana dug her nails into my back and started kissing me passionately on the neck, exciting me even further. Then I started ramming her faster as her nails dug into my back. I went for a full stroke, deep inside her and her eyes lit up as her head fell backwards.

Her legs started shivering from an orgasm. Just as she was having an orgasm, I heard voices. Some guys entered the washroom. I quickly covered Kalpana’s mouth and wanted to wait till they left. But my dick was already in her pussy, so I covered her mouth and started fucking her.

The horny girl let out muffled moans and she didn’t want them to listen. Kalpana all of a sudden bit into my shoulder to stop herself from moaning. She bit me really hard and I was in pain. It was accelerating. Then I lifted her in the air and started fucking her as the pain was pushing me.

I recognized a voice. It was a boy from my class. His name was Santhosh. He was chatting with the other class boys. He thought of himself as a player. But in reality, he was just a hothead, and mostly no one liked him. He had a thing for Kalpana, but Kalpana didn’t like him. Kalpana also recognized his voice as he was straight in front of our stall door.

Me (whispering): Kalpana, shall I open the door and expose you to Santhosh?

Kalpana: Are you mad? You can’t!

Me: Why not? His facial expression when he will see me fucking your pussy would be hilarious.

Kalpana: Keep your voice down. He’ll then tell everyone and everyone will think I am a cheap slut.

Me: But you are a slut, aren’t you?

Kalpana (gives a cheekiest smile): Only for you guys.

As she said this, I moved her to the door and started fucking her. Kalpana was in ecstasy. She leaned on the door, controlling her moans as she didn’t want Santhosh to hear her. I fucked her with full force and she squirted all over my crotch.

As she was squirting, I fingered her to increase the intensity. Then I closed her mouth to suppress the moans. Just as she finished, I heard the voices die down and I opened the door slightly to see them leave.

I bend her down in ‘Prison Guard doggy style’ (for those who don’t know, just Google it) and fuck her senseless. Then I fucked her in that position for about 15 minutes before nutting inside her. I let go of her arms and pulled my dick out and a huge thick load just popped out. Kalpana, then rubbed her clit as my cum was dripping before putting her finger in and started playing with the cum. She sat on the closed commode and started taking the cum and swallowed it.

Then I wore my clothes and left her in the stall as she played with her cum filled pussy. She was so daring. She sat in the boys’ washroom with an open door and played with a guy’s cum dripping from her pussy. Then she came back in about 15 minutes after cleaning up.

This was just the start of this week. We had made incidents following this week. Stay tuned.