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Laila was our apartment security’s wife who was from Nepal. Even though her husband, the security was not very educated, Laila had completed her BA in English from India. However, because of her village traditions and the friendship between her father and his father, their marriage was fixed long before. Laila respecting her family’s decision married him 2 years ago.

Laila was always keen on reading, so she would always borrow books from me. Even though she never got enough free time to read because of her cooking and cleaning duties at various apartments, she would somehow manage to read them and return them at the promised time. She would always keep a thank you note inside as her husband wasn’t always fond of her talking to me much. She would just give the book with a smile and go.

The security’s Nepali wife was a well-figured lady, extremely fair with gentle eyes and smooth skin. She was enough curvy with decent boobs and thighs. Seeing her always gave me a kick, but I didn’t have any intrusive thoughts as I was just lending a helping hand.

As I switched to a new role in my work, I wasn’t getting enough time to prepare food and do the household chores. So I entrusted the security and his wife to do the cooking and cleaning at a decent extra amount. As the amount was appealing, the security agreed and he accompanied his wife in the cooking as well. He was always suspicious of bachelors in the apartment and being one myself, I was under his radar. But not too much as others since I would be giving him extra money for washing my car and other tips. Apparently, mine was the only bachelor’s apartment that he allowed his wife to enter.

About three months ago, the security left for his hometown for the christening of his brother’s new son. As it was an important ceremony in his family, he couldn’t miss it. He was initially planning to leave with Laila but decided to allow her to stay back as the tickets were too expensive and it would mean the loss of more than half of their family income as both wouldn’t be working for two weeks. He entrusted his cousin to have a look over Laila and the overall apartment. His cousin however would just come over at 7 in the morning, fill up the water tanks and go and not intrude with Laila or any other matters.

This was a breath of fresh air for the security’s wife Laila. As I was granted work from home for about 3 days a week, she would engage in long conversations with me while doing my household chores. She asked me about my personal life, family, education and entire background. She seemed fascinated by the tech and the fast lifestyle that most of us have nowadays.

She said she wished to go to the mall, the pubs, wear trendy clothes, long drives and exotic destinations but life had other plans for her. She wanted to have a boyfriend experience before being married but could never do so because of her early marriage.

I sympathized for her and asked her if she would be free in the afternoon for a visit to the mall. The Nepali lady was shy, but excited and scared initially as she kept thinking anyone would recognize her. As I had a pair of jeans of my ex lying around, I told her to wear that and a shirt of mine along with a cap.

We had lunch and Laila immediately got dressed. I could see the happiness on her face as she couldn’t stop looking at herself in the mirror. She looked damn fine with the loose shirt of mine and the tight jeans which gave her a sexy tomboy look when she wore the hat.

We went to the mall and all eyes were on her. Laila was a bit scared about people recognizing her, but once I clicked a selfie and showed it to her, she was relieved as even she couldn’t recognize her!

We went to a trendy clothing outlet to get some clothes for her. As Laila was unaware of the latest fashion, she seemed puzzled whenever the attendants asked her about her size and the type of pants, waist cut, shoulder cut, etc.

I covered for her and dealt with the attendants and selected whatever seemed fit in my eyes. I waited outside the dressing room to see her come out with each of the dresses she selected and my god, she looked damn fine. Even some of the store boys complimented her.

We took some high heels and some shoes as well and we stopped by a salon. The salon transformed our security’s Nepali wife into a goddess! Those layered cuts and gentle curls along with the facial and a touch of makeup totally transformed her.

She was now confident in her looks as walked along with me with her head held up rather than being shy as before. By then, it was evening and decided to hit the pub. She was more excited than ever!

Laila was initially timid when we entered the pub because of the dark lighting and streaks of LEDs. We settled in and ordered some burgers and pizza along with a pitcher of beer. She had the food and was slowly vibing to the music. Even though she initially rejected the beer, she had it later, more than half of the pitcher.

She was in a great mood and we went to dance. As her moves weren’t great, we mostly stayed by the edge and slowly vibed. She slowly leaned in toward me and held out her hand. I had by now grabbed her by her waist and she was pressing her chest onto me and occasionally resting her head on me. I figured she must’ve been exhausted by then, so we decided to leave back home. She however sprung back once we had some water on the way back.

We entered the garage and as it was late, there wasn’t anyone in the streets or the garage. We took the lift and entered the flat. She was over-ecstatic and thanked me a lot for the wonderful time she had. I asked her if she would be up for a movie on TV to which she agreed.

I took out a couple of beers from the fridge and we started drinking. She slowly leaned in toward me and I too leaned in towards her. I slowly started playing with her hair, asking her about the salon treatment and everything.

I had my hand over her shoulder and she slowly placed hers on my chest. The dress was exposing the security’s wife’s boobs and she pulled it such that more of it became exposed. By then, she was almost lying on my left side on the sofa with her legs up. I had wrapped both my hands around her and she snuggled within me.

The sexy Nepali married woman slowly laid down on my lap and her left hand was over my groin. I was hard by then and she was surely feeling it. I caressed her hands and slowly fondled her breasts while she was pressing hard on my dick. I slowly rubbed her belly and slowly caressed my fingers onto her panties. She shivered a bit when I fell into her panties which was by now a little wet.

Laila was by now pulling down my pants and getting my tool out. As the position was getting quite uncomfortable for me, I got up. She also sat straight on the couch by now with her boobs out and her panties exposed, with one hand playing on them.

I took off my clothes and went down on Laila as she sat on the couch. I lifted her legs and pulled out her panties and dug into her pussy. I licked around her flaps and rolled my tongue and toyed with her clit. She was moaning and wiggling with the sensations she was having. Laila pulled and pushed my hair and head into her as if she wanted me in her. She wasn’t letting me go and there I was all sweaty and steamy under her. Then, with a moan, she squirted and her juices rained down on my face.

The security’s hot wife pulled me up and fiercely kissed me and bit my lips and cheeks. She was getting dominant and pushed me over the couch and made me lie down. She knelt in between my cock with an evil smile while tying her hair. Her pussy was dripping juices onto my belly while her boobs appeared firm and nipples seemed erect along her smooth armpits. There I was feeling aroused like never before, waiting to have an adventure like never before.

Wait for part 2!

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Ye kahani bilkul sacchi hai. Ye mera personal experience hai. Isliye mujhe likhne mein koi mushkil nahi hui hai. Mere pati ek teacher hai. Unke ek dost hai jinka naam Anil hai. Wo hamare family doctor hai. Matlab family mein jab bhi kisi ko kuch hota hai, to Anil ghar aa kar check up kar jaate hai.

Ye alag baat hai Anil jab bhi mujhe checkup karte hai, mere boobs ko touch karte hai, aur meri gaand ko hath lagate hai. Mujhe to ye sab bahut pasand hai. Isliye main unhe kabhi nahi rokti. Ek din jab main mere pati ke sath Anil ke hospital gayi, to Anil ne mera check up kiya, aur checkup ke bahane se mere boobs ko press karne lage.

Main bahut din se chudi nahi thi, isliye bahut garam ho rahi thi. Maine bhi apne boobs ko aur aage kar diya, jiski wajah se mere boobs bahut tight lagne lage. Anil ne mere husband ko dawayi laane ke liye baahar bhej diya, aur mujhe checkup ke liye andar chalne ko kaha. Main uth kar khamosh andar aa gayi.

Jaise hi main andar aayi, mere peeche Anil bhi aa gaye, aur mujhe bed par lita diya. Bed par lita kar meri saari ka pallu hatane ko kaha. Fir jaise hi maine pallu hataya, Anil mere choochiyan dekh kar hairan ho gaya, aur mere choochiyon ko dabane lage.

Maine unka hath pakad kar mere blouse ke andar daal diya, taaki mujhe aur maza aaye. Anil mere boobs ko masalne lage, aur mere muh se aaah aaaahhh ooooo ki awaaze aane lagi.

Anil ne aahista se meri saree mein hath daala, aur meri geeli panty ko dekh kar muskurate hue kaha “Itni garmi”?

Main kuch kehne hi wali thi ki mere husband aa gaye. Us raat mujhe neend hi nahi aayi, ye soch kar ki kaash Anil ka hath meri chut mein jata to kitna maza aata. 2 din baad mere husband ghar par nahi the, aur meri sasu maa ki tabiyat achanak kharaab ho gayi.

Maine mere husband ko call ki to unhone kaha main thoda door hu, main Anil ko kehta hu, aur wo aa kar check kar lega. Anil ka naam sunte hi meri chut geeli ho gayi. Maine jaldi se keh diya-

Main: Thoda jaldi aane ko bolo. Maa ji ki tabiyat thodi zyada kharaab hai

Thodi der baad door par Anil khade hue the. Main unko seedhe maa ji ke room par le kar gayi. Maa ji ka checkup karne ke baad unko dawayi di aur aaram karne ko kaha. Main nahi chaahti thi ki ye mauka mere hath se chala jaye. Maine Anil ko chai pee kar jaane ko kaha. Shayad Anil bhi yahi chaahte the, so unhone ne haami bhar di, aur drawing room mein baith gaye.

Meri samajh mein kuch nahi aa raha tha ki main kaise shuruaat karu. Mujhe kisi bhi haal mein aaj chudna tha. So maine jaldi se main door lock kiya. Sasu maa ke room mein dekha, to wo aaram kar rahi thi. Unka room baahar se band kiya, aur bedroom mein gayi. Fir saare kapde utaar diye aur night dress jo ki ek deep neck ka gown tha, pehan kar drawing room mein chai le kar chali gayi.

Mere boobs ke nipple tanne hue the, aur transparent gown mein se baahar jhaank rahe the. Meri gaand bhi ek-dum gol gubbare ki tarah dikh rahi thi. Mujhe dekh kar Anil ke chehre par muskurahat aa gayi, aur wo samajh gaye ab kya karna tha.

Anil mere hath se chai ke cup le kar center table par rakh diye, aur mera hath pakad kar apni god mein bitha liya. Unka lohe jaisa mota lund meri gaand mein chubhne laga. Anil ne mere hontho par apne honth rakh diye, aur buri tarah se choosne lage.

Main bhi unka sath dene lagi, aur unki zubaan choosne lagi. Anil mujhe kiss karte-karte Mera gown ko utaar rahe the. Kuch seconds mein main bilkul nangi tanne hue boobs aur geeli chut ke sath Anil ke god mein thi.

Anil jaldi se uthe, aur apne kapde utaarne lage. Main to unka 8 inch ka loda dekh kar hairan ho gayi. Mere muh aur chut mein paani aane laga.

Anil ne mujhe kiss karte-karte mere boobs ko masalna shuru kar diya. Mere mote-mote duddu Anil itni zor se daba rahe the, ki mere duddu thodi hi der mein laal ho gaye the, aur main bas aahh ohh yess aahh karne lagi.

Anil kehne lage: Rani tum bahut sexy ho.

Aur mere mamme choosne lage. Wo dono hatho se mere duddu masalne lage, aur daba-daba kar use choosne aur kaatne lage. Aahh, bahut maza aaya. Main full garam ho chuki thi. Maine Anil ka mota lund apne hath mein le rakha tha.

Anil ne mujhe apni dono taango ke beech bitha diya, aur apna mota loda mere muh par rakh diya. Main samajh gayi mujhe kya karna tha. Maine Anil ka loda apne muh mein bhar liya, aur usse apna muh chudwane lagi. Anil bas yes baby, yes yes karne lage. Kuch der baad wo mere muh mein jhad gaye.

Meri chut mein garmi aur badh gayi thi. Main uthi, aur Anil ko apne bedroom mein le kar gayi. Maine unhe bed par gira diya, aur main unke mote lode par sawaar ho gayi. Aahh itna sukoon, main bata nahi sakti.

Main Anil ke lode par uchalne lagi. Itni zor-zor se uchalne lagi, ki poore room mein awaaze goonjne lagi, aur meri moti-moti choochiyan hawa mein uchalne lagi. Main khud hi zor-zor se apne boobs ko dabate hue Anil ke lund kar naachne lagi, aur sath hi aahhh aahh ki awaaze aane lagi.

Anil ka lund meri chut ko faad raha tha, aur main madhosh ho rahi thi. Anil ne mujhe roka, aur khud mujhe bed par lita kar wo mere upar aa gaya. Fir meri dono taango ko upar karke apna mota loda meri chut mein ghusa diya. Main bahut garam thi, aur zordaar jhatke chahiye the mujhe.

Maine kaha: Anil please fuck harder please. Bahut zor se chodo mujhe aaj. Please meri jaan nikaal do. Meri chut ka paani nikaal do.

Anil poori taakat se meri chut ko chodne lage, aur zor-zor se jhatke dene lage. Unka paani aur mera paani ek sath nikalne wala tha. Dono bahut josh mein the. Main zor-zor se chilla rahi thi-

Main: Zor se maaro,  meri chut phaad do, aur zor se, aur zor se.

Anil apne lund ka saara paani meri chut mein chhodh diye. Lekin mera paani abhi nahi nikla tha.

Anil discharge ho kar seedhe bathroom mein gaye, aur maine apne bed par seedha let kar pair upar kiye.

Tissue se Anil ka paani jo meri chut mein tha, wo maine saaf kiya, aur dono pair upar karke chut mein apni 3 ungliyan daal kar khoob hilane lagi. Main zor-zor se apni chut mein ungliyan andar-baahar karne lagi.

Itna maza aaya kya batau. Zor-zor se apni hi chut maarne ke baad main aahh yes yes ki awaaze nikaalne lagi, aur mere peshab ke sath mera paani bhi nikal gaya aur main bed par gir gayi.

Anil kuch der baad aaye aur bole: Bhabhi ab to aap se baar-baar milna padega. Itni garam cheez maine kahi nahi dekhi. Kya mast boobs hai. Kya gaand hai, aur chut to bahut mazedaar hai.

Ye keh kar mere nange boobs ko kaatne lage, aur zubaan ferne lage.

Maine kaha: Mere husband aane waale honge. Ab bas karte hai. Fir kisi din ke liye rakhte hai thoda sa sex.

Anil ne kaha: Aaj aapne khush kar diya bhabhi.

Hi, I’m Avi again with the next part of my story about my young sister.

In the previous story, I described how it took place when I was 24 and Siddhi was 19. She moved with me to pursue higher education away from our hometown. We grew closer than siblings to friends. Our relationship became increasingly intimate and deeper as our relationship matured.

We became so close after shopping for her one-pieces and innerwear that we started sharing a bed. In a cosy atmosphere, we watched TV before going to bed. I cuddled and hugged her from behind. We started sleeping like that every night. It became a daily ritual for us.

One night, while watching a TV show, I touched her delicate boobs above her t-shirt. She accepted it as part of her daily routine and didn’t oppose it. Though she knew what I was doing was something different, she surprisingly didn’t say anything. She accepted it as part of our nightly routine.

My hands slowly moved around her navel after a while, and she slowly closed her eyes and moaned softly. She gave in and pulled me closer as I kissed her neck and continued caressing her. I moved my hands to her chest and started to play with her nipples, gently tugging and rolling them between my fingers.

She gasped and grabbed my hands, pushing them on her waist as she buried her face in my neck. Her shorts and T-shirt were free of inners, so getting to her virgin pussy was easy in that loose elastic shorts. I touched her virgin pussy, and she pulled my hands out of her shorts.

She appeared to be too wet and didn’t want to rush into the climax. We stood up, and I removed her T-shirt and my shorts. I piled on top of her. When I kissed the chicks, she was unable to resist and wanted to be kissed on the lips as well. I moved down to kiss her nipples, and she moaned in pleasure.

She ran her fingers through my hair, and I continued to kiss her neck and move up to her lips again. She kissed me back, and I felt her body tremble as I ran my hands through her hair. We moved together in flawless harmony. I removed my fully grown dick from my boxers.

She felt my bulgy, naughty boy through the shorts. I loved feeling her bare boobs on my chest while we kissed. In the midst of our madness, we lost sight that we were siblings. Our hormones were raging, and we acted impulsively.

We didn’t care about the taboo nature of our relationship while we were in the moment. Without saying a word, we understood that now was the time for real action. At the time, we were both virgins.

Finally, I asked, “How was it, Sis?” She blushed and was embarrassed but smiled and said, “It was different, but I liked it. It felt pleasant. I’m glad we did it.” I said, “Yeah, I’m glad we did it, too, even if I’m still trying to figure out exactly what happened!”

It was then that I broke the ice and asked a bold question, “Are you prepared to lose your virginity to your brother?” She blushed even more and looked down, avoiding eye contact. I leaned in and kissed her forehead, saying, “You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to. We can always wait until you’re ready.”

But I was still curious, so I asked, “So, when do you think you’ll be ready?” As she pointed at my dick, she said, “Will this monster wait?” I chuckled and replied, “No, it won’t, it’s already ready!” I kissed her again, and she closed her eyes, saying, “Let’s do it.”

As we explored each other’s bodies, she tentatively touched my dick. My eyes closed, and I let out a deep sigh, overwhelmed by the sensations. She gently explored my body, and her touch became more confident. I felt the warmth spread through my veins.

Leaning back and closing my eyes, I suddenly felt her lips on my dick. It’s okay not to kiss it if you don’t like it,” I told her. She smiled and kissed again, this time more intensely. Her lips moved around my dick, teasing me with her tongue. Her hands caressed my balls.

I felt her body pressing against mine, her breath on my chest. My pleasure was overwhelming. I winked and said, “That was quite a bonus.” She smiled, then sucked my dick passionately. I moaned louder and thrust my hips, my orgasm building with each passing moment.

I released my load into her mouth, and she swallowed it. She winked and said, “Now, that was quite a bonus.” Then, after an intense orgasm, I closed my eyes and lay back to catch my breath. She smiled at me and kissed my forehead. She asked, “Ready for the second round?” before going to the bathroom.

After I opened my eyes, I was greeted by my sister, dressed in black lingerie, as she took a bath. She sat beside me and kissed me again. When she said, “Ready?” I began kissing her neck down to her chest, removing her lingerie with my tongue while feeling her soft skin and warmth.

I slowly worked my way down her body. Stopping at her breasts, I gently massaged them before taking a deep breath and diving in. She moaned in pleasure as I explored every inch of her body with my mouth and hands.

I took one of her nipples in my mouth as I held the other in my hand, massaging it with my thumb. She let out a soft moan. I increased the intensity of my movements, moving my tongue around her nipples as I continued to massage them.

Her body trembled with anticipation as I moved down. Her heart raced as I approached her most intimate part. Taking a deep breath of pleasure, I kissed her virgin pussy gently, and she moaned loudly. Her most intimate area was clean and safe. I slowly and gently kissed her clitoris.

The pink, glistening inner walls were revealed when I parted her pussy lips with my fingers. She was so aroused and ready to be taken as I explored her innermost areas. I felt her tightness and her wetness as I explored her with my tongue.

When I tried to put my middle finger on her, she felt pain. I told her to relax and take a deep breath. I slowly inserted my middle finger and felt her muscles relax. I slowly began to massage her inner walls, increasing my speed and intensity as her body reacted.

I asked, Don’t you finger yourself? She replied, “I just touch my clitoris.” How can you take my monster dick then? She looked at me with a mischievous smile and said, “You better come and find out!” She got on the bed and spread her legs wide open. I knew she was ready for me.

When I got on top of her, I gently kissed her neck and lips, my chest felt her hard nipples, and my dick was between her legs, touching her clitoris. She was both excited and nervous at the same time. She knew what was about to happen but still had fear in her eyes.

I tried to enter her, but I could not get past the head of my dick. I could feel her tightness around me as I tried to push in more and more. We both knew this was her first time, and it was a bit overwhelming for her.

After several failed attempts, I asked her to come on top so she could control the depth of my penetration. I guided her as she slowly got on top of me. She was still nervous, but this time, she was more in control, and it felt right. She took her time.

I could feel her body relax more and more. Once she felt comfortable, I motioned for her to slowly up and down. After a while, in sync with the down movement, I thrust my full dick into her with every up and down motion. I could feel her body getting more and more aroused.

Hi, my name is Parvati. I live with my husband (Dev) and son (Rohit). We used to be a happy family once. I can say we aren’t happy anymore, but something changed our life the way it was.

My son was still a student and had turned 18 a few months ago. But he was very innocent.

One day, my husband came home from work. I was greeting him and suddenly, we heard a noise. It was coming from our son’s room. We ran to his room immediately.

Me: What happened, son?

Son: I don’t feel well. Something is really hurting me.

Me: What is it? I mean where it is hurting?

Son: Well, it is complicated.

Dev: If you can’t tell, then how can we help you?

Son: Actually, it’s here.

Then he pulled down his pants. We were shocked. I mean it was weird to show his penis even though we were his parents.

Dev: What kind of act is it? Aren’t you ashamed to show us this?

Son: I do. But I can’t bear the pain. It is really hurting a lot.

Me: What do you mean?

Son: My balls, they are hurting.

Then I looked and I couldn’t believe what I saw. His dick was really big, maybe twice as long as my husband’s. Not less than 8-9 inches. But I realized the situation and then turned to my husband.

Me: Dear, can you help him out, please?

Dev: I don’t know. I didn’t face this kind of situation. Maybe we should go to a doctor.

Then we went to the hospital. But the problem was it was an unknown disease. They recommended an expert doctor. So, we went to him. After seeing the situation, the doctor came to us.

Doctor: My suspicion was right.

Dev: What disease is it?

Doctor: It still doesn’t have any name. Because it is a rare type. Only, 0.2% has been found in this world.

Me: Oh god, will my son live?

Doctor: Well, there is no death record. Still, it’s really painful.

Dev: What does the test say?

Doctor: The blood test shows a super excess of testosterone in his blood. It is too much for him to handle.

Me: How can he recover?

Doctor: It doesn’t have any cure so far. But I can inject temporary medicine to suppress the pain. It will last probably a day.

Dev: You mean he has to take this injection for the rest of his life?

Doctor: No, it is not the solution and also taking it daily will harm him.

Me: Please, tell us a way out. He is our only son.

Doctor: Don’t lose hope. This is my first time seeing this disease. I will try to find out what can be done. Let me research and I will inform you if I find something.

Then we returned home disappointingly. I was talking to my husband at night.

Me: God! Why does our son deserve this? He is still very young.

Dev: Don’t worry, honey. Have faith in God. He has a plan for everything.

Me: But it is still too much. I don’t know what to do.

Dev: Surely there will be a way out. We will find it whatever it takes.

Me: Yes dear, I will do anything for our son.

After a few days, my son needed to visit a doctor. He could barely walk with the pain. So, he stayed at home for a few days until one day, he was on his bed, feeling the pain. I went to his room to check. His dick was open and he was crying in pain.

Me: My son, is everything okay?

Son: Mom, it is hurting again.

Me: My poor boy.

Son: My dick is aching.

Me: Oh! My son. What can I do to make you feel good?

Then I looked at his dick and something happened to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I suddenly felt lust. Maybe because my husband was a busy man and we had sex rarely. But it was still wrong. So, I quickly looked into his eyes.

Son: Mom, I don’t think there is anything for you to do.

Mom: But your dad and I will do anything for you.

Suddenly, unconsciously I grabbed my son’s dick! But my son realized it.

Son: Why did you touch my dick, mom?!

Me: Well, I thought it might give you some comfort. (I made an excuse)

I realized the mistake, but it was feeling really good by touching my son’s dick. I don’t know why, but I didn’t want it to let go. Suddenly, my hand was moving unknowingly and like, I was trying to give my son a handjob.

Son: You know mom, somehow it is feeling good.

Me: Thank God really!

I was moving my hand on his dick fast out of excitement. Things had already turned in the wrong way. I was giving my son a handjob that he never had before. Suddenly, he screamed and lots of cum came out bursting from his dick! And he fainted.

Me: Oh God! What have I done?

I thought I did something really bad to him and called the doctor immediately. I was feeling so guilty, but I didn’t tell to doctor and my husband anything about what really happened. I know one should never lie to a lawyer or doctor. Still, I was feeling shame.

The doctor didn’t suspect anything bad happened which was good news. And he found something that he wanted to share with us.

Doctor: There is no need to worry. He just fainted.

Dev: So, is there any good news?

Doctor: Yes, after researching, I found some information that might be helpful for your son.

Dev: What is it?

Doctor: There is a way to reduce the symptoms of this disease which cause him enormous pain.

Me: Thank God! Tell us how.

Doctor: But it is not simple.

Me: I can do anything for my boy.

Doctor: Well, it may sound weird but having intercourse with a mature person from the opposite sex can be helpful.

We were shocked to hear that.

Dev: Are you being serious?!

Doctor: I told you, it will sound weird. However, experts have found it to be the most effective way. Even the other patients did the same to survive. At least, this is what we know so far.

The doctor left and it was up to us to decide what to do!

Hello everyone, my name is Uday from Andhra. I am 38 years old, 5’10” tall, and weighing 85 kg. I am not so good-looking with a bald head. This story is about my wife Radha. She is a typical south Indian woman. She was a bombshell at the age of 33, with 5’7″ height and 36″ breast. Any man would give her a second look. She has a very good physique, and the right shapes in the right places. She id not good at cooking. This story is about a chapati street seller and my wife.

Every evening, I used to have chapati, fulka, or poori as an evening snack. The street seller’s name was Parakh.

Let me describe him guys. He is a Rajasthani and not a muscleman. He was just a simple man with 6 feet height and might be weighing 95 kg with an average tummy.

His wife was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was 5’7″, full white, and her boobs were unimaginable. They had 3 children, all girls aged 6 years, 4 years, and an infant.

As I was a regular customer for him, we used to have a general chats every day. His wife had all female children and no male child, so he was desperate to have a male child. Both of them used to work hard from 2 pm to 10 pm to make their living.

The place at which they used to do business was a small 5×6 room with an attached storeroom (later my wife told me). And daily, he used to cook different curries.

One day my wife and I had tiffin from there. And my wife liked the curry. That night, I asked my wife to learn about curry of such type. The next day, she watched YouTube and made a curry, which was nowhere near to that curry. I asked her to learn to make curries well. She argued with me that her curries were nice. We had a huge argument that night and I slept without talking to her.

The next day, there was no talking much between us. That night, my wife tarted a conversation.

Wife: So, you want me to learn how to cook?

Me: Yes, ask your mother to teach you.

Wife: She does worse than me. I tried cooking using YouTube, but you are not liking it. So, where do I go to learn cooking?

There was a silence between us for some time. All of a sudden, I got the idea.

Me: Why can’t you go to Parakh to learn how to cook curry?

Wife: How can I go to an unknown person and ask him to teach me?

Me: There is nothing wrong with learning what you don’t know.

Wife: I can’t go.

Again I got angry and stopped talking to her.

The next day:-

Wife: So, you want me to go to Parakh, is that it?

Me: Yes, go and learn cooking.

Wife: Ok, I will go against my will, as you asked. You go ask him whether he is willing to teach me at our home?

Same day, I went to Parakh for the evening snacks.

Me: Parakh bhai, you cook curries very well. Can you come to my house and teach my wife?

Parakh: Don’t joke, sir. Andhra ladies cook well.

Me: No bhai, my wife is very bad at cooking. Please teach her Parakh sir. I don’t have time for this.

Me: Please bhai, teach her and save me.

Parakh: I can’t come to your house. Ask her to come here at 2:00 pm, I will be preparing curries at that time.

Me: Thank you, bhai. She will be here tomorrow.

That night, I went home and asked her to go and learn. She unwillingly agreed. The next day, she got ready in a saree, looking like a goddess. That night –

Me: How is your first day?

Wife: Good, learned some curry preparation. But there was no fan.

My wife had been soaked in sweat completely during the cooking time. Then I asked her to wear a Punjabi dress.

Wife: Sorry, I can’t wear a Punjabi dress in front of them. My breast will be visible, so I can’t wear it.

Parakh and his wife were good at teaching my wife. She returned at 4 pm.

On the third day:-

Me: Bhai, is my wife learning anything? Will she be good at cooking?

Parakh: She is a good learner. Quickly learning, sir.

Me: I don’t see your wife is here today. Is she sick?

Parakh: No sir, she went to her mother’s house for some days. All these days, there was no one to help me. So it was difficult for her to leave me. Now I have madam to help me, so she left and will be back after 10 or 15 days.

I didn’t sense anything wrong then. So I took it casually.

I and my wife used to have sex every 15 days, because of my workload and tiredness. Now, every day when I returned, my wife would be sleeping. I thought she might be tired in that airless room during learning to cook.

Days passed for nearly 10 days. One day, I asked my wife to show me what she learned. That night, she made a curry, which was much better than before.

We had no sex for the past 15 days, but I was horny that night. She was in deep sleep. I started touching my wife’s boobs. I expected soft moans from her, but she cried in pain. I was shocked and didn’t know what happened and switched on the light.

Me: What happened?! Why did you cry so loud?

Wife: It hurts.

Me: It’s a tender touch, why would it be painful?

Then I asked her to show me.

Wife: Never mind, leave it and go to sleep.

Me: I want to see your boobs right now. Show me.

Wife: No Uday, not now, later.

Me: Show me or I will see it myself.

My wife hesitatingly and slowly lifted her nighty. I saw two bite marks on each of her boobs! I was in great anger and asked her what happened.

She said: I am tired, and let’s talk in the morning.

The next morning, I was very angry. During breakfast, she started slowly telling me what happened.

Day 1 –

My wife went to that place, and within 15 minutes, she was completely drenched in sweat.

Parakh’s wife: Didi, you can’t work here wearing a saree.

Wife: I don’t know about this place and there’s no fan.

Parakh’s wife: Change to my kurta which is there in the store room.

Wife: I will try to work in the saree, no problem.

After 15 more minutes, she was completely exhausted.

Parakh’s wife: Didi, try my kurta as we both are of the same size. It will fit you.

Hesitatingly, she took the kurta and went inside the store room to change. Then she removed her saree and blouse. She noticed there was no bottom for the kurta.

Wife: Didi, there is no bottom for this dress.

Parakh’s wife: Come on didi, here in this place it is comfortable to work in this dress. Haven’t you noticed, I am not wearing any bottoms.

My wife didn’t notice until then. With no other option, she wore a kurta with only a bra and panties. When she came out, Parakh’s eyes widened seeing my wife’s hairless legs.

What happened next, you’ll get to know in the next part.

I’m Avi, and I’m here again with my sexual encounter with my younger sister, Siddhi. Siddhi was 19 when she moved with me to the city, and I was 24 years old. Her figure was 32-28-30, and I’m an average guy with a 6″ dick.

As we awoke the next morning naked in each other’s arms after losing our virginity, I realized that the previous night I had asked, “How can you take my monster dick?”

I felt a rush of pleasure when she smiled mischievously and replied, “Yeah, I’m glad I could fit your monster into my virgin pussy!” We both laughed and then I said, “Hey, at least now you can finger yourself!”

She smiled and kissed me and then said, “Fingering’s not enough for me! I want the real thing!” She winked at me and kissed me again.

We had not used a condom the night before, and I suddenly felt panic wash over me. Despite our foolishness, we knew that the most enjoyable sex was without a condom. I knew that the feeling of our skin pressed against each other was something special.

Then I told her, “Yesterday, I put cum in your pussy without a condom.” She then told me that she was due to get her period in a few days, so the chances of pregnancy were slim. We both felt relief, but we didn’t want to take any risks. I assured her I would get her an anti-pregnancy pill.

It was Saturday and a weekend for me, but she had to go to college. She said that her pussy and whole body were paining due to hard sex. I told her to take the day off and relax, knowing her body needed rest to recover from the intense sexual encounter.

In addition, I suggested giving her a full body massage to help her feel better, and she agreed. I went to the store and bought massage oil, anti-pregnancy pills and condoms. I then prepared the massage bed with a warm blanket and soft sheets.

I asked her to lie down and relax. “And don’t forget to take your clothes off!” I told her with a mischievous smile. She replied with a naughty smile, “So, I’m guessing this is going to be a massage with a twist?”

I replied with a laugh, “Yeah, something like that. I guess you could say that I’m about to give you a ‘happy ending’!” I started the massage by rubbing her feet with the warm oil, slowly working my way up her legs. I took care to pay extra attention to any areas that felt sore or tense.

As the massage progressed, I could feel her body relaxing and the tension melting away. I then moved on to her back, arms, and shoulders, making sure that the pressure was gentle but firm. Finally, I worked my way up to her breasts and thighs, making sure to give those areas special attention as well.

We spent the morning in bed together, engaging in erotic foreplay as I massaged her body with essential oils. My hands moved slowly and sensually over her skin, and she moaned in pleasure as I touched her.

I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “Now I know why they call it incest…because it’s so much more fun with a sister!”

She smiled and kissed me back, then pulled me closer. She whispered in my ear, “It’s not just the incest that makes it special. It’s the idea that we can be together like this without fear of judgment.”

I then moved my hands over her breasts, appreciating the way her nipples tightened under my touch. The way her round, firm bottom filled my palms. She gasped as I moved my hands lower. Her breath quickened as I explored her body.

I kissed her neck, moving lower and lower until I reached the V-shaped valley between her breasts. I traced the outline of her cleavage with my tongue, making her moan with pleasure. I gently cupped her breasts in my hands, teasing her nipples with my thumbs.

She jokingly told me the real pain was in her lower regions. So I slowly made my way down her stomach, kissing and caressing her as I went. I moved lower and lower until I reached her thighs. I could feel her quivering with anticipation.

I gently spread her legs and lightly kissed her clitoris, feeling it swell and throb beneath my lips. I felt her body tense as I kissed and licked her. She gasped in pleasure, her hips rising to meet my mouth. Her breathing quickened, and her body trembled as I pleasured her.

In a moment, she came hard, and her body relaxed as she lay back, breathing heavily. She sighed in contentment, and I smiled. She ran her hands through my hair and said, “That was the most amazing happy ending I’ve ever had.” I smiled back and replied, “Your pussy deserved it after the monster you took.”

Her eyes were still on my dick, and she said, “You deserve a happy ending, too. Do you need me to take care of it?” I nodded, and she smiled as she moved her body closer to mine. I felt her warm hands wrap around my shaft and her lips press against me.

Her tongue moved around the head of the dick. She said to my penis, “So, what do you want me to do, big boy?” I felt my dick tighten and start to lift. I could feel the pleasure course through my body. She continued to move her hands and mouth in perfect sync.

She kept going until I felt my body tense up, and I released. She smiled and said, “There you go, big boy. That was for you.” I lay there, breathing heavily, feeling completely satisfied. She was still smiling, satisfied that she had given me the best pleasure I ever had.

I hope it was as pleasurable for you to read as it was for me to experience.  Thank you for indulging in this story with me.

Hello ISS Readers, I’m back after a long, long time with a new and exciting story about Swapna Aunty, who was my childhood tuition teacher. I was a lazy guy when it came to studying. I used to change tuition every semester either due to my lack of interest or lack of marks.

I had changed almost 7 tuition classes/teachers. I then finally landed with Swapna Aunty. Swapna Aunty was unique when it came to teaching. She was also a young MILF back then with 2 small kids.

Talking about the current stats of Swapna Aunty, she is 51 years old, a nice, mature MILF. She has an amazing curvy figure due to her enormous stomach and hips. The bra size was 36C. Overall, Swapna Aunty was a very fuckable woman and has raised my cock always since the very beginning.

I studied there for the next 5 years until I finished my 10th grade. Due to all the hard work of Swapna Aunty, I scored 84 in 10th, and everyone was extremely happy. Swapna Aunty was very proud of me, and she mentioned she would remember me for the rest of her life.

I went ahead and completed junior college, my graduation and my master’s in Education Administration with flying colours. I am a certified administrator now. I was looking for jobs around now.  I saw a posting on LinkedIn for the School Administrator for a new school. I applied and scheduled an interview.

I went to give the interview, and it shocked me to see Swapna Aunty as the school principal. Even she was shocked to see me. We were both so happy to see each other. Swapna Aunty was so overjoyed that she got up, shook hands and proceeded to hug me.

We hugged each other, especially me. I squeezed her a little too hard because this was the first time I actually got to touch and feel her. Then she mentioned how she had pivoted from tuition classes to her dream of starting a school.

School was a small one, newly started, but I was happy to see her dream come true. Without any interviews, she approved and appointed me as the school administrator. We were all set to start within the next 3 months, as a lot of schoolwork was still pending.

I told her, “Swapna Aunty, I will come every day and will help you with everything until we start. I’ll be your support system.” Swapna Aunty started tearing up. I went ahead, kept my hands on her shoulders and started consoling her. Simultaneously, I was rubbing my hands over her shoulder.

This time, Swapna Aunty didn’t hesitate and hugged me right away, and that too tightly. While hugging me, she mentioned how she had no support. She was glad that I came in, a person she could trust and confide in. Swapna Aunty was so relieved now. She let go of the hug after 10 minutes.

In the next 3 months, we both handled everything within the school. Classroom setup, staff selection, teachers’ interviews, uniforms, anything and everything the school needs were completed. We were set to start the academic year on time in June.

I was like a partner, the right hand of Swapna Aunty. It felt amazing standing next to her, helping her with everything. We opened up admission, and we had students pouring in. Swapna Aunty was so happy and tearing up with the response.

She ran towards her cabin without saying anything. I ran behind her and entered the cabin. She was still on the sofa. I sat beside her and caressed her. I started talking about how we did it together without any external support, and we are seeing the results now.

Swapna Aunty said, “I would have never done it alone. I never imagined that I would get you as my administrator. I moulded you those 5 years, and here we are. You gave me back everything that I made you ready for. You are the reason I could do it. Thank you for everything. Really, thank you.”

After saying this, Swapna Aunty looked into my eyes and started proceeding further. I didn’t think of anything. I closed my eyes and proceeded. Our lips touched together. Within no time, we were kissing. I locked my hands to Swapna Aunty’s love handles, and her hands were on my shoulders.

We didn’t want this to end. We continued to kiss each other passionately. Swapna Aunty pushed her tongue out. I started sucking her tongue. I thought today was the day I would fuck her brains out, and I was ready for it. I slowly started moving my right hand towards her boobs to caress it over her blouse.

But just then, someone knocked on her door. We opened our eyes and came back to reality. We looked at each other. Swapna Aunty looked regretful and confused. She handled herself and opened up the door. It was none other than her husband. He saw me inside.

He was the last person I would’ve wanted to see after engaging in the act with Swapna Aunty. He came in to congratulate Swapna Aunty on her success. But Swapna Aunty seemed out of the present scenario and still stuck in the past what happened between me and her.

To control everything, I asked her husband to sit. Offered him water, and we started talking. Swapna Aunty took some time to get back into the present. After she was back in her senses, she straightaway rejected the congratulations from her husband and asked him to leave.

She also mentioned that he shouldn’t be around the school campus. I understood it was all because of his attitude towards her dream of this school. Her husband left in embarrassment. After that, we both looked each other in our eyes. She wasn’t talking about anything.

I asked Swapna Aunty, “Do you regret what happened between us?” She nodded ‘No’. I had a sigh of relief. She stood up and said, “Let’s see the status of admissions,” and gave me a peck on my lips.

The admissions were all done. Within a day, we got the maximum number of students required. I came in today at 7 in the morning. It took us evening 9 pm to wind up everything, and all the staff went home. Swapna Aunty asked me to lock the front gate and come to her cabin.

I entered her cabin, and she was sitting down dead. Swapna Aunty was so exhausted now. I went to her and kept my hands on her shoulders. She looked and me, and I said, “We did it. We did the most tough part. I’m always there with you no matter what.”

Swapna Aunty was thrilled and excited to hear it. It was like she immediately got the energy from some dark dimension. She stood up, and we continued where we had stopped. She locked her fingers behind my head, pulled me towards her face, and our lips touched again.

We started kissing in full swing without stopping. I grabbed her saree and pulled it up towards her knees. I paused for a moment and asked Swapna Aunty to jump on me. She jumped and crossed her legs behind me, and we continued to kiss passionately.

The 51-year-old MILF was feeling young again and was ready to give herself in. I was caressing her ass as I was carrying her. Swapna Aunty was fully engrossed in smooching. I stopped the smooching and went down towards her neck. I was licking and biting her neck.

Swapna Aunty was moaning in a low voice and biting her lips. Just then, her phone started ringing. Swapna Aunty didn’t want to stop, so she asked me to continue, and she started moaning again. Her phone started ringing again. I had to keep her down so that she could attend it because it was getting too irritating.

It was her husband calling. She picked up the phone and told him that she was busy and would be late. She needed to wind up some documentation before leaving, and she kept the phone.

In the meantime, I had stripped off my shirt and was waiting for her. As soon as Swapna Aunty saw this, she dropped her pallu and stripped off her saree, only to be in her blouse and petticoat. Swapna Aunty ran towards me and jumped over me, and I caught her. We looked each other in the eyes.

I told her, “Your boobs looked good bouncing when you were running towards me.” Swapna Aunty said, “Oh really? Do you wanna see it again?” I said, “Yes.” Swapna Aunty dropped down off of my arms.

Bent a little, showing off her cleavage between the blouse, and started shaking her boobs. It looked so sexy, and the slutty face Swapna Aunty made was making me horny. I didn’t think of anything. I dropped my pants. Although I was wearing my underwear, my manhood was popping out of my underwear.

Swapna Aunty’s eyes got glued to my tools, and she was drooling. I cleared her principal’s table and made her lie down. I asked her, “What do you want me to do now?” Swapna Aunty said, “It’s not fair that only you are in your innerwear. Strip me!”

I climbed over her and started unhooking her blouse, hook by hook. Swapna Aunty couldn’t control her eagerness and kept her hand over my dick to feel it. She started pressing it and told, ‘What the actual fuck, how hard is it? It’s been ages since I ever felt such a hard dick’.

I had unhooked her blouse completely now. I removed and threw away her blouse. Below it was a sexy sky blue coloured padded bra. I told Swapna Aunty, “I never knew you had such good taste in bras.” She mentioned, ‘Even though I’m 51 doesn’t mean I cannot be sexy.”

I said, “Of course, you are right. You should be proud that at 51, you will be getting fucked by a young cock from a 25-year-old guy.” She blushed at that part. Without wasting any time, I stripped her petticoat as well and below it was a sexy sky-blue matching panty with a cute flower right where her clit was.

The panty was all wet by now, and Swapna Aunty was all horny. She started playing with my dick using her leg and was getting all naughty. Swapna Aunty opened up her hair, which was tied, making her look sexier and bold. Seeing her this way, no one would guess that she is 51 and a mother of 3.

I literally pounced on the table, moving towards her. I approached her lips and kissed her. While kissing, I was massaging her right boob over her sexy padded bra. Swapna Aunty didn’t want to hold at all. She wanted to see my manhood.

While I was playing with her boob, she pulled down my underwear, exposing my 6.5-inch dick, long and hard for her. Swapna Aunty requested, “Please fuck my mouth with that monster.” I always had a plan for that. I asked her to lie down and drop her head towards the ground by the edge of the table.

Her head was upside down. I stood right in front of her and asked her to open her mouth. Slowly and steadily, I started sliding my cock into her mouth, reaching her throat. At first, Swapna Aunty had issues as she was gagging. But she handled it and was taking my dick nicely and tightly.

I choked her completely. Swapna Aunty tapped out after a while, and she couldn’t take it anymore. I released her throat, pushed her head back on the table, and went on top of her. I sat on her stomach. She was flat on the table. I started massaging both her boobs with my hands.

Swapna Aunty was feeling so good. I unhooked her bra and removed it. I told Swapna Aunty that this bra belonged to me now as I would be taking it as a souvenir of our lovemaking. I looked at the sexy pair of boobs she had. Although 36C, it was a handful and nicely shaped.

She was gifted, considering her boobs. It wasn’t sagging. Her areolas were light brown, coloured with nice, large and tight nipples. I couldn’t wait to get a taste of those amazing racks. I pounced on her boobs, licking, caressing, and biting those lovely ladies.

Swapna Aunty had no limits in her moaning, probably after a long time that she was experiencing a man’s touch. She couldn’t resist anything either and was constantly squirting over the table. Her pussy was just leaking all the juice. Playing with those amazing pairs of tits made me even more horny.

Not only me, it made Swapna Aunty horny as well. Swapna Aunty said, “Dude, I cannot wait anymore. I need that thing inside me right away. Fill my glorious pussy with your manhood. It’s been waiting for this for a long time.” I didn’t do anything.

I got down from the table. Slowly stripped off her panty. Her pussy was slightly hairy but perfect for me. I planted a kiss on her clit and started to play with her pussy, using my tongue. This was the peak of Swapna Aunty’s moaning. She was enjoying it so much that she couldn’t control her moaning.

I told her to get up. I laid down and asked her to sit on my mouth with her open pussy. This was the first time she was doing something like this. As told, she sat over me. Moreover, like she squatted on my face. I pushed my tongue out, directly entering her pussy.

I explored her pussy with my tongue. This went on for a while. Without saying anything, Swapna Aunty got up, moved a little behind, adjusted my cock to enter her and sat over it. Now, this was actually something else, to be honest.

Swapna Aunty was so tight even after having 3 kids, all normal deliveries. I’m not sure how long it had been since she had sex, but she was good and tight for a 51-year-old MILF. She was tired but still was dominating the cowgirl position.

Swapna Aunty was hopping on my cock. Her boobs were also bouncing with her. I was about to cum, so I told her, and she stopped. She waited for a while and then started again. She was completely covered in sweat with all the hard work.

Now, without telling her, I directly cum inside of her. She could feel my warm cum inside of her, and she was smiling and blushing. It wasn’t the end. I asked Swapna Aunty to rest of the table now.

She lay down, and I told her, “You are looking like a goddess now. Let me be your cleaner, and let me clean your body.” She didn’t understand exactly, but as soon as I approached her underarms, she understood.

Swapna Aunty’s underarms were clean, shaved and smooth. I actually couldn’t resist it and started sucking her underarms. Swapna Aunty said, “This is the first time I’m feeling this, and it’s so amazing. This feels much better than someone licking my boobs.”

Finally, I was back in the mood again. I started fucking Swapna Aunty in missionary style. Before cumming again, I also switched to doggy style. I wanted to see her jugs moving with the movement of fucking her. It was like a dream come true for me.

I fucked my tuition teacher Swapna Aunty. It wouldn’t have been ever possible without her actual dream. Even to date, I have had frequent sessions with her. In her office or mine. Sometimes at her home or mine. We are very professional when it comes to school and school matters.

I’m happy to have found her again, and we have a healthy relationship without any issues. This one is for you, Swapna Aunty.

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Hi guys, I am back with yet another escapade, which was unplanned. For those reading for the first time, I am Amit, 42, married, living in Mumbai and a marketing professional.

It was a break from routine, which landed me in Goa. Me and three other friends decided to chill for a few days and what better place than Goa? My flight from Mumbai was a pleasant one and soon I arrived at Dabolim airport, Goa.

While we waited for the luggage at the belt, I couldn’t help but notice a woman in front, with her back towards me. She was wearing a one-piece knee-length dress and had waist-length hair with light streaks. About 5.5 in height, she had a nice figure, which kept me occupied while I waited. She seemed to be in her 30s.

As the bags arrived, everyone gathered closer to the belt waiting to identify theirs. This milf was still in front of me, albeit much closer, as I stood right behind her, admiring the rear.

Suddenly, her bag came and she picked it up. That being a heavy bag, she lost her balance and was about to fall backward, when instantly I raised my hands and caught her! She fell into my arms and was startled. That was when I saw her beautiful face, with a light red lipstick, and lovely eyes and I got a whiff of her perfume.

“Are you alright”, I asked.

“Thanks a lot”, she said while gathering herself back on her feet and smiling. I handed her the bag and smiled back. “Take care”, I said as she walked towards the exit. My eyes didn’t come off her and made me elated when she looked back and smiled again.

Alas! She was gone and I cursed myself for not making enough of the opportunity to talk to her. However, it was a rush-rush moment and I too had to leave for our hotel.

We arrived, rested and it was time to hit the beach in the evening. My friends wanted to have fun in the water so they went and I was relaxing at the shack with a beer. I heard some giggles behind me. I was sure in luck when I turned back to have a look. Some women were laughing and amongst them was this damsel from the airport. I just stood there watching her and her eyes fell on me. “Hi”, she exclaimed.

I replied to her greeting, “Hey, good to see you here. Hope you haven’t tripped again.”

“How could I, when you weren’t around to save me from falling?” was her instant reply. And the girls started laughing.

“Well, to fall again why don’t you join me for some beers?” I said.

“Ah, so this time do you intend to fall?”, she asked.

“Well, I’m knocked off my feet already!” I remarked.

“Smart! Flirting already huh?” she replied.

I just smirked and said, “I am Amit.”

She put forward her hand, “Rashmi here.”

We shook hands and she introduced me to her friends.

Rashmi was from Delhi and was holidaying with her friends. They all left for a walk on the beach while we both proceeded to the bar counter for a round of beer. We got to talking.

She was married and was on a girl trip with friends. As we continued to learn about each other, suddenly I fumbled and spilled some beer over her. I instantly lunged forward to wipe it off and in the process, I swiped my palm across the milf’s boobs. We looked at each other and kept silent. Then I handed some tissues to her and she wiped herself. I must tell you that she had sizeable boobs, 34C probably and the cleavage was showing.

“See, something happens only when you are around”, she remarked. We laughed.

Slowly, we got in the mood and talked a lot about our lives, hobbies, stress, etc. Soon, it was time to leave. As we were getting off the bar stool, Rashmi tripped again and fell onto my chest. I held her lightly and we both laughed again.

She was going to be in Goa for a few days more and was staying near my hotel itself. We exchanged numbers and planned to meet again. We hugged and bid good night.

That night as I was about to go to bed, my phone buzzed. It was Rashmi. I replied to her message and we got chatting.

Usually, one is bolder on messages than in person and I was leaving no opportunity to praise her.

Me: I am sure you get that often, but you are indeed beautiful.

Rashmi: Just beautiful?

Me: Hot too. Desirable!

Rashmi: Ah, now you are opening up. Go on.

Me: I mean, I can’t stop thinking of you from the moment you fell into my arms.

Rashmi: Are you in love or something?

Me: That’s an understatement. I’m much beyond that.

Rashmi: What’s beyond?

Me: I have been fantasizing about you ever since I wiped off the beer from your clothes.

Rashmi: Don’t tell me.

Me: It’s the truth.

Rashmi: Hmmm.

After a long pause –

I noticed the change in the shape of your pants at the bar.

Me: You did?

Rashmi: Yeah, someone was rising to shine.

Me: It’s fully awake and kicking right now.

Rashmi: Whoa!

Me: I want you, Rashmi. Can’t be straighter than that.

Rashmi: It’s the same here, Amit. You’ve just got into my mind and everywhere else. I really like you and found you hot and a gentleman too. Hard to find such guys.

Me: I can’t wait.

Rashmi: Neither can I.

Me: What are you doing tomorrow?

Rashmi: The girls are planning on some sightseeing.

Me: Same here. Let’s ditch them and be together.

Rashmi: Sounds like a plan. But where?

Me: My room. There will be no disturbance.

Rashmi: I’ll see you tomorrow by noon.

The next morning, I kept looking at my watch as every minute felt like an hour. Finally, around noon, my phone rang. It was the sexy Indian milf Rashmi standing at the gate. I quickly rushed and received her. She gave a me hug and we went in.

The resort was a well spread out one and I had my individual room which was isolated in one of the corners. We walked all the way smiling at each other.

As we entered the room, I closed the door behind me, caught Rashmi’s hand, pulled her closer and planted a kiss on her lips, while my arm wrapped around her waist.

She started kissing me wildly. We both kissed like long-lost lovers and the heat was building up. I kissed her neck, shoulder and cleavage. She opened my shirt buttons and kissed my chest. We were completely getting into each other.

“Mmmm, you smell so good!”, she said. “And you taste so good”, was my reply.

We sat on the bed and I removed her top, kissed and licked her, wherever I could. She took off my shirt and hungrily kissed all over my body. I snapped her bra hook and removed it, revealing her milky white, shapely boobs with light brown nipples.

“You have an awesome pair,” I said and my mouth went straight on her left nipple. I sucked it while cupping and playing with the right one. The aroused milf let out a soft moan, “Ohhh Amit” and held my head, firmly pressing against her boob.

I sucked kissed and gently bit her nipples. I then licked her belly, and navel and removed her shorts. I made her lie down on the bed and moved below to sniff her pussy over the panty. I could see it was wet. I licked it and removed the panty to see a clean-shaven, soft opening, with the labia jetting out. I licked around it, blew lightly and kissed her crotch area. I could feel her shiver.

Rashmi let out a loud moan when my tongue touched her clit. I licked the stranger milf’s yummy pussy fully. I shoved my tongue in deep and moved it inside, driving her crazy. She clenched her fists over my hair and started rubbing her pussy against my mouth. I ate her pussy like a hungry wolf and within a few seconds, she went, “Ahh-aahhh-aaahhh” and came gushing into my mouth. I could feel her juices flowing.

Rashmi pulled me up and kissed me. “Nobody has eaten me like this before. Amit, you are just awesome, baby. Now you just relax.”

We kissed again and this time she pushed me on my back, pulled down my pants and saw my cock bulging inside my undies. Quickly, she freed it and I was fully nude.

She admired my cock for a few seconds and then started stroking it, looking into my eyes. She kissed my mouth deep, then went straight down and within moments, my cock disappeared into the slutty milf’s mouth. Rashmi was a pro at BJ. She used to spit on the tip and take it fully into her mouth and then lick the tip again and suck at the top. She also licked my balls a lot.

She kept doing it till I could not take it anymore. Suddenly, she rose, mounted my crotch and placed my cock on her opening. Slowly, she took it in and came close. We kissed again and she started moving her hips. What a feeling it was! The milf rode me for about 10 minutes and I kept licking and sucking her nipples.

Then I held her and we rolled over to her back, with my cock still inside her pussy. I was so excited and hard that I started pumping in her hard and fast.

“Aahhh…fuck..fuckkkk…fuckkkk!!”, she screamed, while digging her nails into my back. I fucked Rashmi for a few minutes then turned her sideways and thrusted in her again. She was loving it and moaning continuously. She had a tight pussy which I was enjoying taking. She lifted one leg allowing easy access and in that pose, she looked like some porn star.

“Take me doggy baby”, she said. I brought her on her fours and licked her pussy again. This time, I slid my tongue over her asshole and licked it too, sending shivers down her. Then I rubbed my cock on her pussy a few times and shoved it in. Her dangling ass was making me harder and I pumped in her wild. The room was filled with moans.

She came again and whispered to me, “I want your cum”.

This was enough to make me come and I removed my cock, and shot my load on her tongue and boobs. She licked all my cum and swallowed it. Rashmi was one helluva wild woman.

We lay beside each other and kissed again. Later we got up, I opened a beer can. She came and sat on my lap, while we both sipped the beer.

“You’re amazing Rashmi!” I said.

“Actually you are the one who has amazed me.” she replied and continued, “You’re wild but gentle, soft but passionate, crazy but sweet.”

“Why don’t you move in here with me?” I asked.

Rashmi looked at me and winked, “Only if you promise to be a very bad boy!”

We both laughed and had a large gulp of beer, before dozing off.

***

I hope you liked the story with this MILF. Do write back on [email protected]. I’ll be waiting for your comments.

Hello, this is Avi, continuing my story with my naughty sister. As you know, my sister Siddhi and I live in the city. I work, and she studies at a college. Our parents stay in their hometown.  As we moved and spent some time together, my sister and I started sharing the same bed.

We used to hug each other every night. We lived like a couple and got the most out of it. We fell in love with each other’s bodies. We broke our virginity in the first winter and then continued to have sex regularly. It was like a live-in relationship.

I had to go to Mumbai for office work. Siddhi’s exams were completed, so I asked her if she would like to explore Mumbai. Siddhi seductively answered, “Yes, I would love to explore the city with you.” So, I booked plane tickets for her, matching my office schedule and accommodation in an elegant hotel.

At 9:30 a.m., we arrived in Mumbai and headed straight for the hotel. I had a meeting at 11 a.m., so I left Siddhi at the hotel and headed to the meeting. After completing the task on my schedule, I arrived at the hotel in the evening.

We will be staying two days and extending the weekend to explore the city. I purchased chocolates, a gift, and 10 condom packets for us. When I arrived at the hotel, I was surprised to see Siddhi had decorated our room for a honeymoon.

She had bought red and white balloons, heart-shaped cushions, and some aromatic candles to set the mood. She had even put up a banner reading ‘Happy Honeymoon.’ It was such a sweet gesture.

We shared a long, passionate kiss and then had a romantic dinner. Siddhi had arranged for dinner to be served in our room, and it was perfect.

After dinner, Siddhi went for a bath with a naughty wink. She mischievously said, “Wait for me, I have a surprise for you!” I knew what she was up to. When she came out, she wore a beautiful red gown, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

She looked so gorgeous! The room was filled with her aroma, and some light music was playing in the background. She lit some candles, and suddenly, the room was filled with a romantic ambience. I couldn’t believe how romantic she was being.

I walked up to her, gave her a tight hug and then kissed her forehead, cheeks and lips. She smiled, and I could see love in her eyes. I then started to unzip her gown slowly and removed it from her shoulders. I kissed her neck and then moved down to her cleavage.

I could feel her heart racing, and I knew I was making her feel special. I looked into her eyes and then kissed her again. She was blushing, and I loved it. I moved further down, kissing her stomach and then her navel. I moved my face down to her chest and bit her nipple gently, feeling her shudder with pleasure.

She grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to her as I continued to kiss her delicate skin. She moaned and said, “Mmm, that feels so good!” I continued to move down her body, trailing kisses across her hips and then her thighs. I then moved up and kissed her neck softly, making her shiver with delight.

I flipped her over so she was lying on her stomach. Then I kissed her back and neck, making her giggle as I tickled her and pretended to sleep upside down. I then moved down and gave her a light slap on her hips, and then kissed her ass. She moaned and said, “Yes, that feels nice.”

I whispered in her ear, “You like it when I’m rough with you, don’t you?” She then opened her legs wider, allowing me to move my hand up her spine, and then I began to kiss around her clitoris lightly. She moaned in pleasure and said, “Yes, I love it when you’re rough with me.”

I then moved up to kiss her pink pussy from behind and started to lick it softly. She moaned louder with pleasure and said, “Yes, that feels so good.” I continued to lick her pussy gently and softly, and soon she was screaming in pleasure. I then said, “Are you ready to take my dick?”

She replied, “Yes, but before, please give me a tongue massage!” I then started to massage her with my tongue, licking her clit and exploring her inner walls. “Ahhh, keep licking. Fucking brother.”

I then opened her legs wider and slid a condom on my dick. Putting my rock-hard dick on her clitoris and biting her nipples, she said, “Please fuck me now..” I then slowly slid my dick inside her, feeling her wetness and tightness. I began to thrust.

I whispered in her ears, “Slutty sister, You want me to fuck you harder?” As I said this, I increased my thrusts, pushing my dick deeper into her. She then began to move her hips in sync with my thrusts, taking me even deeper into her. She moaned louder as I went harder, and I felt her walls tighten around my dick.

She moaned, “Oh, Don’t stop, Benchod!” I was wild, thrusting into her from behind in doggy style. My hands roamed over her body, grabbing her curves and pressing her against me.

I pulled out my whole dick and slammed it back into her from behind, causing her to gasp in pleasure. She moaned louder this time, and I could feel her inner walls tightening around me. “Benchod, don’t stop! Oh, you make me feel so good!” she squealed.

As I continued to thrust in and out of her, I could feel her pussy becoming increasingly red and wet. I knew that I was pushing her to her limit, and I could feel her body trembling with pleasure as I continued to move inside her. She let out a loud moan, and I felt her body tighten around me as she came.

I kept going until I felt my climax building, and I released my load inside her. She said, “Oh my god, that was amazing!” I collapsed onto the bed next to her, completely exhausted. We were both satisfied, and I felt an incredible sense of accomplishment.

“That was amazing,” I said to her, breathing heavily. She smiled and said, “You are a real benchod.” I said, “That’s one of many rounds, my love.” She laughed and said, “I guess you were expecting a lot of action tonight.” I smiled and replied, “Hey, I bought 10 condoms, just in case!”

She then got up and said, “Let’s take this to the bathroom, or even better, the bathtub.” I smiled and followed her to the bathroom, where she started running the hot water in the tub. We both got in, and I started massaging her body with my hands.

She moaned in pleasure as I moved my hands over her curves and ran my hands through her hair. “Ahh, this is so much better,” she said as she leaned back into me. I wrapped my arms around her and continued to massage her body, feeling the warmth of the hot water around us.

Stay tuned. In the next part of the story, I will tell you how I fucked my slutty sister in the bathroom.

Hi main Anwar – umar 32, Bangalore se. Meri kahani ka agla part aap sabke saamne lekar aaya hun. Mujhe umeed hai aap sabko meri kahani pasand aayegi aur aap sab log zarur comments karenge.

Aap sab logon se request hai ki meri dastaan ka ek ek lafz (words) padhen. Kyun ki suspense, romance aur maza tab hi aayega, fast forward mein bilkul na karen.

Aap ‘2 Betiyon Ki Chudaai’ ke 5 parts bhi padhen.

Jab maine washroom ka darwaza khola, tab maine ek ladke ko wahan dekha. Ye woh ladka nahi tha jo maine kuch mahine pehle bike pe Nagma ke saath dekha tha. Ye ladka koi aur tha, ek dum kaala sa, dubla-patla, maine Nagma se pucha.

Main – Ye kaun hai?

Nagma – Ye meri dost Nasreen ka bhai hai. Aise hi aaya tha.

Main – Kitna jhooth bologi Nagma, kya yahi mere pyaar ki izzat hai? (jaane mujhe itna gussa kahan se aaya).

Nagma – (oonchi awaaz mein) Kya bak rahe ho, Anwar?

Maine Nagma ko keench kar dustbin ke paas le gaya aur kaha, “Yahan dekho used condom aur isko dekho, isne apni pant ulti paheni hai. Mere saath, aisa kyun kiya Nagma?

Nagma ne us ladke ko jaldi se jaane ko kaha aur maine bhi jaane diya.

Nagma – Zara thande dimaag se sunoge, toh main baat karungi. Warna tum bhi jaa sakte ho.

Main – Hmm, bolo akhir aisa kyun kiya?

Nagma – Kya bolun. Tumhe pata hai ki main sex ke bagair nahi reh sakti, mujhe har din chudwane ka shauk hai.

Main – Main toh aata hun na, har din chodne.

Nagma – Pehle meri poori baat sunlo. Beech mein mat toko. Jab meri shadi hui. First night ki raat, mujhe pata lag gaya ki mera pati zyada nahi chod sakta. Toh main wapas Bangalore shift hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi.

Nagma – Itne mein tum aaye aur tumse baatein shuru hui. Pehle din se hi main tumse chudwana chahti thi. Lekin tum pyaar ke chakkar mein the. Pehle Sumaiya se, fir tumhe mujhse pyaar hua.

Nagma – Maine socha pyar hi sahi, tumse chudwa lungi zaroor. Shayad tumhe yaad nahi. Jab tum function ke liye mama ke ghar aaye the aur main jaan bhuj kar tumhare bagal mein so gayi. Taaki tumhe mere jaal mein phasa sakun aur tum phaste chale gaye.

Main – Toh tumne mujhse pyaar kabhi kiya nahi?

Nagma – Dekho, pyaar toh main apne pati se bhi nahi karti. Kisi aur se toh sawaal hi paida nahi hota.

Main – Toh tum mujhse saaf-saaf keh deti.

Nagma – Aise natak mat karo ki tum, doodh peete bacche ho. Tumhari shadi hone wali hai Sumaiya se. Uske saath pyaar karne ke bajaaye, tumne mere saath ishq ladaya. Sab jaante hue tumne mere saath pyaar aur sex kiya na.

Main – Haan Nagma, main jaanta hun maine jo kiya woh ghalat hai, duniya walon ki nazron mein. Lekin, main ye bhi jaanta hun ki maine tumse pyaar kiya hai. Par tumhe toh…

Nagma – Mujhe chudwana pasand hai. Woh bhi ek se nahi. Chalo itna jaan chuke ho toh, main tumhe bata dun ki maine aaj tak 5 ladko ke saath sex kiya hai. Sab ne mujhe kayi baar choda hai. Mujhe chudwana pasand hai. Toh main, jo ladka accha lage, usse chudwa leti hun. Apne maze ke liye.

Main – Ab main kya kahun tumse. Dekho agar ye sab kaam rok sakti ho toh. Main hun na tumhare paas.

Nagma – Haan jaanu, main thodi tumhe jaane dungi. Tum pehle ho, mere pati ke baad, jiske saath maine maze kiye hain aur acche din bhi guzare hain. Lekin main ye sab kaam karti hun toh, tum mujhe randi mat samajhna.

Main – Kya bak rahi ho! Aisa main kabhi nahi sochunga.

Nagma – Jo paise leke chudwati hai woh randi hoti hai. Main sirf apni jawaani ke maze lena chahti hun. Kya tum, ab mujhse rishta todna chahte ho?

Main – Arre nahi!

Main kuch aur kehne wala tha ki, usne aake mujhe gale laga liya. Fir humne ek dusre ke saath kissing chalu ki. Jaldi se humne apne kapde nikaale aur woh ghutnon pe baith ke mera lauda muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Is baar usne, mera poora lauda muh mein liya tha. Kuch der baad usne kaha, “Anwar, mere muh ko chodo, jaise meri chut ko chodte ho.” Fir maine uske muh mein lauda gusake.

Aur uske sar ko, mere haaton mein pakadke, usko chodna chalu kiya. Zyada zor se toh nahi, par kaafi tha. Aise hi chodte hue maine saara paani uske muh mein nikaal diya.

Paani nikalte samay maine uske sar ko dabake pakda tha. Kahin woh hat na jaaye. Lekin usne, mera saara paani pee kar, mere laude ko tongue se saaf bhi kiya. Fir usne wahin sofe par, apni taangon ko kholke, mujhse kaha.

Anwar, meri chut ko chaat ke, mera paani nikaalo! Maine fauran uski choot, chaatni shuru ki. Uski choot already itni geeli thi ki, maine uski chut ko chaat-chaat ke saaf kiya.

Kuch der chaatne ke baad uska paani nikla. Is baar uska paani bahut saara tha. Usne mere sar ko, apne paon se, dabake pakda tha aur uska saara paani chaatne tak nahi choda.

Fir usne mujhe sofe par baithne ko kaha. Aur woh mere pairon ke paas baith ke, mere jhaangon ko kiss karte hue, mere gutliyon ko muh mein leke choosne lagi.

Jaise hi mera lauda khada hua. Usne mere laude ko muh mein leke choosne lagi. Thodi der choosne ke baad. Woh uthke mere laude pe baith kar, mujhe chodne lagi aur mere kaan mein kaha. Aaj fir, bina condom ke sex karenge.

Aaj pehli baar humne sofe pe sex kiya hai. Fir maine usko, usi sofe par ghodi banake. Peeche se chodne laga. Zor-zor se chodne laga aur woh kehti, “Chodo mujhe Anwar aur zor se chodo. Zor se ghusa do apna lund meri choot mein.”

Bahut der tak usko zoron se chodne ke baad. Maine usko sofe pe lita ke, pehle uske muh ko choda. Fir uski taangein kholke, uski choot mein lauda gusake, mera paani nikalne tak chodta raha. Uske chehre pe bohut saari khushi thi.

Thodi der baad usne firse chodne ka program banaya. Fir hum ne us raat 4 baar sex kiya. Jab soke subah uthe, tab ek aur round humne nahate samay sex kiya. Hamare beech mein sab kuch theek ho gaya tha. Jab main wapas jaane laga toh usne kaha.

Nagma – Anwar, tum jaante ho na ki mujhe sex karna kitna pasand hai. Jab main kisi aur se chudwati hun toh tum, please bura mat maano.

Main – Bura toh lage ga, Nagma. Par tumhari zid ke saamne, kya kiya jaa sakta hai. Behtar hai, is baare mein hum baat nahi karenge.

Nagma – Ye acchi baat kahi tumne. Tum, jab chaho mere saath sex karne aa sakte. Bas mujhe call kar dena. Main apne aap ko, tumhare liye free rakhungi. Baaki sab logon ko, jaisa main chahti hun, waisa hi sunna padega. Tum, mere special wale jaanu ho! Tumhare liye itna zaroor karungi.

Main – Theek hai, meri jaan. Yaad rakho, main aaj bhi tumse pyaar karta hun.

Itna keh ke main wahan se wapas chala aaya. Raaste mein, mujhe uske pati ke baare mein soch ke bura laga. Agar usko pata lag gaya ki, uski biwi kitnon ke saath chudwa rahi hai.

Usko dhoka deke, toh usko kaisa lagega. Mere aur Nagma ke beech aage jaake bahut baar sex ke maze hue. Kabhi din mein toh kabhi raat, kabhi ek round toh kabhi 2 ya 3 round.

Aise hi hamare beech chalta raha. Ek din Nagma ko pata lag gaya ki, Sumaiya mujhse chori chupe baat karti hai.

To be continued.

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