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Sharon. She was fire, she was hell and heaven, she was the feeling of achievement, she was sexy, she was intelligent, she was bright, she was dark. Winning her was impossible and losing her was death.

When I first saw her in 2018, I was mind-dead. People skip heart beat but I skipped my heart!

She joined our office and the next moment, people started talking about her. Her boobs, her ass, her thighs, her eyes, her hair, her legs, her walk, her talk – everything was a topic. She was adored by every girl and shagged by every guy in the office. I remember, whenever I saw her, I just closed my eyes and felt her. She was not a Barbie nor a princess, she was queen, queen of love and lust and she knew her worth. She knew she was ruling the Lust land. Men were drooling and women were jealous and she was enjoying it.

My sex life was at its peak, I was fucking new girl every week.

I was fat, double chin, beer belly but highly active in bed. No big dick to brag about but I knew how to fuck. I fucked nicely.

I played football and did cardio, ate healthy and hence my testosterone levels were high. I was always ready for Old Monk and a good fuck.

It was September 2020. I was busy with football and I got a message.

Sharon: Hi. Please call me.

Without wasting a second, I immediately called her. It was regarding some official pending work. Later, we decided to meet for a cup of coffee near her home in West Pune. I had no intention to even touch her and meeting her itself was bingo for me.

At 8 pm, I was waiting near my hot colleague Sharon’s building gate to pick her up and that was when I saw her coming from my rear mirror. I could not believe my luck that I was going to drink with an angel. She was wearing a black top and blue jeans. Her hair was open, her eyes were big with kajal craved perfectly. Her lips were stiff. The way she walked made me stoned. I was not even out of my mesmerizing moment. She was inside the car and said, “Hello! Let’s go.”

I was shivering, but I acted very normal. I just wanted to impress her so that I could at least touch her once.

We went to Lonavla, shared a few thoughts, and had a few drinks. When she was talking, I was only admiring every inch of her. Sharon was so delicate yet so strong. With her words, she made me a lifetime fan of hers.

We were back and we were high on Old Monk. I dropped her and while dropping her, I just hugged her. I was embraced in delight. I felt my soul leaving my body in joy. That was when I kissed her neck and I was blessed by Eros, the lust god.

I turned horny and my dick turned into stone. The blood was building pressure near my crotch. I could feel my dick growing big and bigger.

One thing I was sure the moment I dropped her was that I wanted to take out my dick and shag, shag till I was dead!

And then the magic words came out.

Sharon: Do you want to come upstairs?

I was lost. I was killed alive. I was rejuvenated.

We went upstairs. My hot colleague gave me a glass of water which I badly wanted. My throat was dry. My feet were cold. Now I was not high on Old Monk, but high on her intoxication. I knew I will kiss her neck. But what happened next was once in a lifetime moment.

I stepped into her bathroom. I was sure something crazy will happen, but the anticipation was making us more horny and erotic. Even after a fucking session of 45 minutes, none of us were tired. Sharon turned in the shower with warm water and then when I saw my angel under the shower, that was a million-dollar view. The water falling was on her body and sprinkling out. I was amazed to see such a thing with my naked eye. I was seeing something that 99% of the world will not see.

My beautiful colleague girl’s boobs were stiff. Her hair was wet and her waist was shining. I was feeling blessed and started caressing my dick. To my surprise, she bent down and started stroking my dick slowly. Then she took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it with her sexy lips.

I could not control anymore. We both lied down on the wet floor and were sucking and licking each other like there was no tomorrow. She had turned into a wild lioness. My hot colleague sat on my dick and started riding on me. It was the most memorable thing to see in a lifetime. She was riding me, her boobs were bouncing and her expressions were killing. She was biting her lips too. I was moaning loudly.

Forgetting that we were in the washroom, we both were moaning loudly. The pleasure was at its peak. Her pussy was rubbing my dick from the inside. It was vibrant, it was dominant. Her pussy was dark pink. Now I pounced on her. I was biting her pussy and eating it raw. I just wanted to eat that whole sexy thing.

I was so engrossed with it that I had to pull my face off to breathe. It was as smooth as butter and as fine as wine.

I fingered and licked while lying there in the washroom. Then Sharon took me inside again. We were drenched in the water and we again started with a missionary pose. It was 4 am. She whispered in my ear, “Hope you enjoyed” and I whispered back, “Yes..Can I cum inside you?”

She said, “Ahhhhh hmmmm..”

I increased my speed and density. I could feel the movements in her pussy, it was holding back my dick. I could feel my colleague was discharging a lot. She was silent, dead silent and smiling and the next second, I cummed.

I wished that the night never ended. Still, I could not believe my luck that I actually fucked Sharon, my dream woman. She was really happy with my fucking skills. We lied down for a few hours and smooched in between during the whole night. In the morning again, we had a quickie and left.

After a month, I got a call from her asking if I was free again. She left me speechless when I got to know why she was calling me. This time, she had different plans!

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Deepa said, her voice breaking with hard pounding by Sunil, her father-in-law, “My brother is just a boy.”

Vani, who came into the room to remind them about lunch and to complete fucking quickly, laughed and said, “Rohit is in the final year of B.Tech. Is he a boy? What about Divya and you, Deepa? You are only a couple of years older. He must be already fucking or masturbating a lot.”

Suddenly a few images flashed in Deepa’s mind, all women bending, naked, and her brother Rohit fucking all the cunts one by one. Deepa was quite excited and whispered in Sunil’s ear, “Uncle, I want to ride you.”

Sunil said, “Sure,” and they turned upside down. Deepa fucked with such force and intensity that Rahul and Pratyusha stopped fucking and watched in awe.

Deepa milked her FIL’s cum from cock and collapsed on him, panting. Deepa shrank in shame as everyone clapped and appreciated.

Later, as all were having tea, Sushma said, “Now, since Deepa is also enthusiastic about her brother Rohit’s inclusion, let us plan.”

Deepa said hurriedly, “No, I never said yes.”

Divya laughed and said, “No, Akka. Your cunt voted for you.”

All laughed, and Vani said, “How to induct Rohit? He is in a hostel in a different town. He has college also.”

Deepa said, “Yes, so let us drop it for the time being. He is in his final year. We should not disturb him.”

Anita said, ” Nonsense, once he starts fucking, his grades will improve. He won’t waste time in the bathroom masturbating.”

Vani said, “Yes, Anita is right. I had a friend in college, a Gold medallist. She used to have 3 cocks fucking her when she prepared for exams. She said her brain worked best when a cock was pounding her cunt.”

Deepa thought of a way to avoid her bro joining the group and said, “OK, but none from our house should initiate the seduction. I can’t face my brother.” She looked at them triumphantly.

Pratyusha said thoughtfully, “She has a point.”

Anita said, “Then, Raj is our option. But he may not agree.”

Sushma asked, “Why?”

Anita said, “Raj doesn’t like to chat with men. He says men talk cheaply about women who enjoy fucking, and he can’t stand it.”

Vani asked, “Anita, why don’t you just ask him and see?”

Anita pinged Raj.

Anita: Hi, Raj.

Raj: Hi, darling. Deepa is enjoying with all?

Anita: Yes, she is in great demand. Men are very excited to fuck a tight cunt.

Raj: Great, congrats.

Anita: Thanks. Now, we want her brother Rohit to join us.

Raj: Wow, it is just a cakewalk for you. You can seduce him like you seduced Rahul.

Anita: Yes, the problem is Deepa doesn’t want anyone from our house to initiate it.

Raj: Then, how do you plan to do it?

Anita: You. You are going to be his chat friend and inspire him.

Raj: I am sorry, you know I can’t do it. First, I don’t chat with men. Second, I respond to fan mail, and so far, I have not sent friend requests to any man.

Anita: Raj, there is a first time for everything. I am giving Rohit’s ID. You chat with him and get him excited.

Raj: Hey, this is not fair. How can I do it?

Anita: I love you, dear. Get going. All the best.

Rohit sighed after he ejaculated in the bathroom after pumping fast. He washed, came out and sat at his table in his room to resume reading. He thought desperately, “How can I get her out of my mind?”

Rohit’s sister Deepa was married recently. All the women on her brother-in-law Rahul’s side were very beautiful and sexy. But Rahul’s cousin sister Anita was drop-dead sexy, and she resembled Deepa. She talked and walked like Deepa.
A few days before marriage, one day.

Rohit hugged Deepa from behind, kissed her neck and said, “Akka, how can we manage without you? I will miss your slaps when you wake me up.”

When Deepa laughed, Rohit jumped in shock. He realized he had hugged Anita and not Deepa. Anita wore Deepa’s saree since coffee spilt on her saree. Rohit panicked and begged Anita not to tell Deepa or his parents. Anita teased him and laughed.

The next day, Rohit’s mom, Renu, went shopping with Anita and dragged Rohit. Rohit’s clothes shopping was planned. Anita parked her car in a side street and told them that an auto would be better for shopping since parking was a big problem.

Renu first entered, and then Rohit. Just before Anita stepped into the auto, her car keys slipped and fell. As Anita bent to pick up, her pallu slipped. Rohit’s eyes were glued to her splendid cleavage. Anita took a little more time to cover her boobs and sat next to Rohit.

Rohit had a massive, painful hard-on and had no way to cover it up. Anita acted as if she didn’t notice. Renu missed this since she was on a video call with Sushma on mobile. She was looking at her screen. The auto ride was a sweet torture for Rohit.

Anita turned to Renu and was talking. Whenever auto drove over a speed breaker or suddenly braked or speeded up, Anita’s soft yet hard and warm tit pressed on Rohit’s arm. This was the first experience for Rohit, and his entire body and cock were on fire.

He stopped breathing and tried to keep his face expressionless. But Anita was her usual, energetic self, joking and talking normally. Rohit’s mom was also enjoying Anita’s company. When the auto ride ended, Rohit was relieved and disappointed at the same time.

When they got down, while paying the auto driver, again Anita’s pallu slipped. The auto driver stared at her cleavage unabashedly. Rohit enjoyed the view, acting as if he didn’t observe. Renu was unaware of Anita’s flirting since Anita’s timing was good. During shopping, Anita teased Rohit a lot.

She would whisper in Rohit’s war, “Shall I tell your mom that you hugged and kissed me?” Rohit would panic and plead,” Akka, please don’t. Amma will kill me.”
Anita would shout, “Aunty, you know what Rohit did?” sending Rohit into panic mode. When Renu asked what it was, Anita gave her chocolate bars and said, “Rohit bought chocolates for us. Isn’t it so sweet of him?” He met Anita many times until marriage was over, but never alone.

Still, Anita managed to flash cleavage, boob side profile and deep, sexy navel.
So, masturbation imagining Anita had become a daily routine for Rohit. He imagined Anita when he read sex stories. His favourite was the Ishika series.

When he switched on his laptop, a new message popped up: a mail from Raj.
He opened it and read, “Hi, I think you are an Ishika fan. I am attaching her latest story. Please ignore and delete if you are not an Ishika fan. Regards, Raj.”

Rohit stared in disbelief. He sent a few emails to Ishika, but she never replied. It didn’t occur to him that he could have sent fan mail to Raj. He sent a reply, thanking him for sending a new story.

He asked if he would chat with him. Raj said sure, only if Rohit would not ask him to recommend him to Ishika.

Raj: Hi, how are you? Did you like Ishika’s stories?

Rohit: Yes, Thanks very much. She is everyman’s dream.

Raj: Are you married?

Rohit: No, I am in my final year of B.E.

Raj: Oh, OK

Rohit: Ishika and other stories are all fiction?

Raj: No, if it is fiction, I will mention it. Ishika made me re-write when I added some spice to one story.

Rohit: Oh, I thought such women existed in men’s dreams and imaginations.

Raj: Shall I tell you a secret? There is Ishika in every woman. The problem is a woman has to experience the real thrill and joy of fucking to unlock her.

Rohit: I don’t believe it. Do you mean all orthodox aunties and akkas can fuck like Ishika?

Raj: Yes. But they live entire lives without experiencing the joy of fucking and hate sex. Are you a virgin?

Rohit: Yes. I want to remain one until I settle into a good job.

Raj: Same mistake many people make, postponing pleasure. By the time you marry when you are in your 30s. You would have missed all the fun. Anyway, do you have any GF?

Rohit: No. I had GF for a short period, but now no one.

Raj: Did you like Ishika’s stories?

Rohit: Yes, awesome.

Raj: The problem with men is that women send many signs to convey they are interested. But men are either scared or do not understand the signals. My advice is, if any woman or girl shows interest, grab the opportunity. Don’t let it pass.

Rohit: No, for me, my career comes first. Also, I want to be a virgin at the time of marriage.

Raj: Hmm. Suppose today a gorgeous girl or woman seduces you. Will you resist?

Rohit: Haha. Fat chance.

Raj: Come on, you are not living in a jungle. Your classmate, neighbour, aunty or a relation must be showing interest in you subtly, like dropping pallu, smiling seductively.

Rohit: My sister got married recently. My brother-in-law’s cousin sister’s pallu slipped a few times accidentally. I don’t think she did it purposely.

Raj: Women are very careful. They pin pallu to the saree with safety pins. They drop it only when they want.

Rohit: I am your fan. I like your stories, but I don’t like the way you talk about my Akka. I respect her a lot. Good night.

Raj: Good night, hypocrite. Sleep and have wet dreams about your Akka. If she flirts, it doesn’t make her a bad person.

Raj pinged Anita.

Anita: Hi. Did you chat with Rohit?

Raj: You little devil, you have already flirted with him, flashed boobs?

Anita: Haha. Harmless flirting.

Raj: I laid the foundation. Where does Rohit go at weekends?

Anita: To his parents’ house, they stay in the same town as Sushma’s.

Raj: Ask Rahul to invite Rohit to spend time with his sister and him this weekend and come over. Rahul, Deepa and Sachin will go out shopping or to the movies, leaving you both alone.

Anita: Good idea, I have a better idea. I will take Rohit for shopping and movies and flirt with him. This week I won’t fuck him.

Raj: Good. Plan accordingly.

Rohit was surprised when Rahul and Deepa called him and asked him to spend a weekend with them. Rohit said that he didn’t want to disturb the newly married couple, and his parents would not agree.

Deepa laughed and said, “I already talked to Appa and Amma, and they said OK, so come over to Anita Akka’s house.”

When he heard Anita Akka’s name, he felt his cock become hard, recalling the feeling of her boobs on his arms and the sight of her voluptuous boobs. A stab of guilt feeling followed this feeling. He pinged Raj.

Rohit: Hi. This weekend, I am going to visit my sister and BIL.

Raj: Great, any chance of meeting your Akka? BIL’s cousin?

Rohit: Yes, I am going to Akka’s house only. Sis and BIL are staying with them.

Raj: Wow. But Akka’s hubby will be there? She has a son also?

Rohit: Akkas’s hubby’s dad passed away, so he is at native to be with her and look after properties. Why do you say, ‘Wow’? Akka is very orthodox. Nothing will happen. I am just going to visit.

Raj: Hmm, in case something happens, grab the opportunity. I am sending you Ankita’s stories. Hope you will enjoy during your travel. Good night.

The next day, Rohit’s feelings were all mixed when he travelled to Akka’s city by train. The ride was 3 hours. Excitement, anxiety, and joy all were mixed up. How wonderful would it be to fuck Anita Akka! To pump cum in her cunt rather than pump with his hand and cum in the bathroom?

His cock became hard at the thought, and again, guilt feeling brought it down. His sister Deepa was recently married. Her marriage could run into a storm if Anita Akka complains or if it backfires.

He remembered Raj sent him a story. He started reading. It was the story of Ankita, a sexy girl who enjoys fucking many cocks. Her brother and his friend look at her through a restaurant glass.

The friend comments that bitch fucks anything that moves. Brother is angry and about to shout at him. The friend says let us follow her and see how she fucks. They follow her to a building under construction and see her fucking. The story goes on: Ankita seduces her brother and parents.

Rohit was so horny that he was tempted to masturbate in the washroom. But train toilets are not very clean. His heart was hammering when he rang the doorbell.  Anita opened the door and smiled broadly, welcoming him with a tight, very tight hug.

He felt her warm, plush tits press hard on his chest, and he was sure Anita must have felt the kick of his cock. Deepa and Rahul welcomed him warmly. Sachin was a friendly kid. He jumped onto Rohit’s lap and told his school stories as if he had known Rohit for a long time.

They had lunch and played carroms and watched cricket for a while. Anita told Deepa that she would take Rohit shopping and to the movies. Rahul assured them that they would look after Sachin and told them to enjoy.

Anita said, “Rohit, Let us go by scooter. We won’t have trouble parking.” Rohit did not answer. He was admiring Anita’s curves. Her lemon-yellow colour saree was trying to hide, and she blushed when everyone laughed.

Deepa joked, “Anita Akka, be careful and bring my bro back safely.”

As Anita drove the scooter, Rohit sat behind her, carefully avoiding touching her. After some time, Anita stopped and asked,” Rohit, do you have a driving license?”

Rohit said, “Yes, Akka, I always carry it in my wallet.”

Anita said, “Good, you drive. I will enjoy the ride.”

Rohit gasped as Anita’s boobs pressed on his back. He slowed down when the scooter went over a ditch or speedbreaker. Anita encircled an arm around Ronit’s waist for support. A few times, her hand slipped and rubbed on his hard-on.

When they arrived at a shopping mall, Anita bought a couple of T-shirts for Rohit and a night dress for Deepa. She asked him,” Do you like it? I think it will fit Deepa. We are of the same size.”

Rohit stared at the sleeveless short nightgown. It was very transparent and would hardly cover the cunt or buttocks.

Rohit said, horrified, “My sister will never wear this.”

Anita laughed and said,” Come on, your sister wears nothing at night, this is better than nothing,”

Then, they went to a movie. Anita booked corner seats in the last row. After half an hour, Anita quietly held his hand in hers and kept it on her thigh. Rohit’s body was on fire. His mouth ran dry as her warm thigh heat was passing through his hand.

With superhuman restraint, he sat quietly and talked to her normally. When they returned, they had dinner, watched a movie on TV and went to sleep. Rohit masturbated in the bathroom and slept fitfully.

The next morning, Anita again tormented him with tight hugs, flashes of cleavage, boob side profiles and navel show. Deepa laughed at Rohit’s embarrassment and said, “Bro, Akka is fun-loving and joyful and plays pranks all the time. She hugs my hubby, too. Relax.”

In the evening, after tea, Rohit left for his hostel, and all gave him a warm send-off. Anita again gave a warm hug and whispered in his ear,” I added you in WhatsApp. Chat with me when you are free.” Rohit felt he was flying in clouds.

Rohit pinged Raj when he went back to the hostel. He told Raj what happened and concluded, “Don’t tell me Anita Akka is sending signals.”

Raj: Are you nuts? What else was doing, hugging, holding hands, pressing boobs on your back on the scooter?

Rohit: She is fun-loving, and she hugs Deepa’s hubby, too.

Raj: OK, will you do one thing to decide if she is sending signals or not?

Rohit: What?

Raj: Ask her, “Akka, can I ask something?” She will say, “What?” You say, ” Akka, recently, my friend gave me erotic stories. I enjoyed reading. Is it wrong?”

Rohit: My God, you are mad. She will kill me.

Raj: That is the point. How will she react? If she gives you a lecture on morals, say sorry. Don’t talk on the phone. Send a WhatsApp message. Are you chatting with her? Do it now.

Rohit: You are going to get me killed. I know. OK. I will ask.

Raj: OK. I will wait.

After ten minutes, Rohit pinged Raj. Raj knew what had transpired, became he was in touch with Anita also.

Rohit: Raj, I can’t believe it. You know what Akka said, “It is natural. It is abnormal if you don’t enjoy it. Everyone reads.”

Raj: See? Now, proceed without any fear. Send her Ishika stories.

Rohit: Hmm, OK. Thanks.

Anita was an expert in seduction. She led Rohit slowly and brought him out of his shell. She has to ensure that he does not think cheaply about her and, at the same time, arouse him.

Anita had already read the stories and talked about the plot. By the time the next weekend arrived, Rohit was fully charged. They were exchanging hugs, kisses, and I love you.

When Rohit was on the train, he remembered Raj and felt guilty for not updating him and pinged.

Rohit: Raj, I am sorry, I was busy.

Raj: No problem. I know how excited you are.

Rohit: Yes, she loved all the stories I sent and asked me more.

Raj: Now, you send her Ankita’s stories and Anita’s story. First part.

Rohit: No way, she will think I am perverted.

Raj: Trust me, send her and ask her to read before you reach.

Rohit: Hmm, I don’t know how she will react.

Rohit started in the afternoon after submitting assignments. It was evening by the time he arrived. When Rohit pressed Buzzer, he heard Anita ask, “Who is it?”

Rohit replied, “It is I, Akka. Rohit.”

Anita asked, “Are you alone?”

He said yes. Anita opened the door. When Rohit entered, Anita quickly closed the door. Rohit’s jaw dropped as his eyes feasted on her awesome cleavage through a transparent layer of light blue saree. She was drop-dead gorgeous.

As she hugged him tight, this time, he did not hesitate and hugged her back and rubbed his cock on her crotch. Suddenly, he remembered about his sister and moved away, “My god. Where is Akka? She will kill me.”

Anita laughed and said, “I sent them to stay with my hubby’s sister’s family along with Sachin. They will come tomorrow evening.” Rohit hugged her tight again and said, “Akka, I love you so much.”

They fooled around for a while, and she said she would change over into something comfortable. Rohit pinged Raj.

Rohit: Hi. Raj, an amazing thing happened. Akka and I are alone.

Raj: Great, I told you. Now you can enjoy it without any doubts.

Rohit: I am nervous. My heart is beating so loudly, I think it will be heard in the next street.

Raj: Relax, praise her beauty, how much you love her and kiss her on the cheeks.

Rohit: She may slap me.

Raj: She won’t. She led you this far. Now you have to take charge.

Rohit: My God, Raj, you know what she is wearing? That short night dress she bought for my sister. Wow, she is almost naked. The dress is so transparent, and only her bra and panty are there. I have not seen so much naked flesh in my life so close.

Raj: Now, enjoy.

Anita came near him, turned around, raised her hands above her head, struck a sexy pose and asked, “Do you like my dress?” Rohit was speechless, quickly recovered, hugged and praised her beauty. Anita felt shy and said thanks and made him sit at the dining table and fed him.

Rohit got bolder by the minute. At dinner, she fed him, standing very close to him. He also fed her. Rohit got bolder by the minute. She stood so close to him. Her boobs were in front of his face. He ran his hands on her legs, thighs, waist, and buttocks.

He was hesitating to touch boobs, though Anita was lightly pressing boobs on his face. He kept repeating, like a parrot, how beautiful and sexy she was and how much he loved her. He also fed her, and when both were feeding ice cream to the other, ice cream was smeared on her lower lip.

Rohit licked and kissed her and said, “Sorry.” Anita smiled and purposely smeared ice cream on his lips, licked, kissed and said, “Sorry.” They played for a while, then stopped all pretences and kissed hard. Anita placed Rohit’s hands on her tits and pressed.

Rohit needed no further encouragement. He removed her dress, and Anita pulled off his shorts and underwear. They went to the bedroom naked without breaking the kiss. Rohit was too excited and was in a hurry to do everything at the same time, sucking, licking and kissing.

Anita understood his confusion, and Rohit ejaculated after a few strokes and spilt cum on her boobs. Rohit was depressed and said, “Sorry, Akka.” Anita hugged, kissed him, gave him confidence and guided him.

Next fuck, he was better, and by morning, he was fucking with confidence, and Anita also was enjoying a lot. The next day morning, Rohit fucked Anita again two times and left before Deepa, Rahul and Sachin returned. Rohit was scared to face his sister.

In the night, Rahul was fucking Deepa and Anita. Anita was sucking Deepa’s boobs as Rahul was pounding Deepa when he said, “I am imagining Rohit fucking you, darling.”

Deepa slapped him and shouted, “How shameless you can be? I won’t allow my brother to touch me.”

Anita laughed and said, “Wait until you see how great your brother fucks. You will spread your legs for him.”

To be continued.

All the relatives had our dinner, and we were chit-chatting about all the things in the family. It was then Akash who signalled me to come to the side. Once I went there, he had his hand over my waist and started to press it.

He said, “Haritha, I am unable to control myself. I want to feel and know if your pussy is still warm as it used to be.”

His words were turning me on so much that I moaned. “Ah, yes, Akash, it is still the warm pussy that you fucked years back. But it is scared of the huge snake that you have got. It begs you to use it hard, but please be gentle as it’s scared.”

Listening to my words made him hot as well. He placed his hand over my pussy from above the saree and pressed it. I moaned, and he said, “I could feel its warmth, Haritha.” I replied, “Make it cool, Akash, drill it with your huge dick and cool it down. I am waiting for your hard dick.”

Akash was horny due to my words, and I was getting horny as he was pressing and rubbing my pussy. We could no longer hold on, and we kissed each other. We sucked each other’s lips alternatively, and we opened each other’s mouths to explore them. Our tongues played with each other till we were short of breath.

We moved apart to take a breath. We heard someone coming, so we just walked away from there normally as if nothing had happened. We were looking at each other and teasing each other throughout the discussions there. While we spoke only, we understood that we were talking to each other indirectly.

It was around 10, and we resumed our rooms. Akash handed me a packet, and when I opened it, it was a baby doll dress. It was a sky blue colour see-through. I wore it in the bathroom, and it was amazing to me as it matched my skin tone. My nipples are clearly visible through it, and also the little bush over my pussy.

When I came out from the washroom, my son was there on the bed, and one look at me, he had his mouth open wide. As the dress was showing most of my boobs and ended up just below my pussy. He asked, “Wow, mom, you look stunning. Who gave you this dress?” I asked him, “Guess who it might be?”

“I get it, it’s the fucker Akash. Where are you going? If someone sees you like this, they will not leave without drilling your holes for sure.” I told him that Akash asked me to come to the terrace, so I was going. My son said, “Mom, I also will join and watch everything he does to you, please.”

I told him, “No, Shyam. Are you slowly turning into a cuckold, or what? The other day, too, you watched your friends fucking me, and you masturbated. So no!”

But Shyam again said, “Mom, the terrace is a risky place. I will be at the entrance watching. Mind if someone catches you guys there, it would be a problem.”

I thought for a while and said, “Okay, but maintain distance from me till I go to the terrace.” I wore my nighty over the dress and went to the terrace. Akash was already there, and he was smoking. I knocked on the terrace door to let him know that I was there.

He turned towards me, and his face dropped as I was wearing the nighty. A mischievous smile appeared on my face. I slowly raised my nighty, taking it off. Now I stood in the baby doll dress, and his eyes lit up. There was a cool breeze, and I loved the climate. He came near me and pulled me towards him.

My boobs were touching him, and he pulled me closer. We hugged, and he kissed my neck slowly. It was a gentle kiss, and it aroused me a lot. Even though I liked and loved the rough handling, his gentle touches were turning me on more and more.

I moaned as he licked my neck and moved down to my cleavage. His beard tickled me, and I was enjoying it. He gently placed his right hand over my pussy and played with the hair above it. I started to get wet, enjoying the things he was doing with me.

He took me to a corner where there was already a mattress placed. He made me sleep on that while he started to kiss my legs and licked them slowly coming up. It was so cool on the terrace. As Akash licked my legs, starting from the toe made me moan with chills running over my body.

I was in a pleasure that I cannot describe. He came over to my thighs, kissed them and licked them. He said, “Your thighs became fat, but still, they are in shape.” Saying he bit my right thigh.

He came near my pussy and smelled it. The thong I wore was already wet near my pussy. He pulled it aside and saw my wet pussy. He said, “Even your pussy had gained some weight. How many fucked you till now apart from me and your husband?” I was in shock hearing that, and the pleasure came out.

I said, “No one, only you two fucked me till now.” Phat, a strong slap on my pussy and I screamed. Then, the second one. Akash turned violent and pulled me by my hair, making me sit. He caught my cheeks and asked the same again. I nodded as no one, and this time, he slapped me on my face.

Tears came to my eyes, and I was looking at him with a sad face. Akash then said, “Look, Haritha, I knew you were a slut. I was so young and not aware of how to do sex then. But you used me. I love to use sluts well. So tell me, how many dicks did you ride till now.”

I thought there was nothing to hide and confessed, “Quite a few I rode till now.” Akash was horny listening to that and asked me again, “So tell me, whose dick did you like the most and who treated you like a whore that you truly are?”

It’s time to recall for myself whom I enjoyed the most. Upon thinking, I realised it was my son’s dick I enjoyed the most and the rough fuck he always gives me. So I lowered my head and said, “Shyam.” Akash was shocked, and his dick was rock hard. He stuffed his dick in my mouth and started to fuck my mouth.

He was moaning, “I knew you were a bitch like my mom. You always like the young dicks. Lucky bastard Shyam got to fuck the hottest ones in the family and his mom. Even my mom is the same as you, bitch. She loves the young cocks.” I was in shock hearing that and still gagging over his dick.

He pulled his dick and slapped me with it. He said, “Didn’t understand?” I nodded my head, and he said, “Yes, even my mom slept with my friends when I was away from home. She got gangbanged many times till I knew, and once I knew, I filled her holes on a regular basis.”

I was really shocked. My sister Shailaja has always been a traditional and innocent woman. I was still thinking while he tore my dress and made me come in doggy style. Without any intimation, he pushed his dry dick into my ass hole. I screamed my lungs out in pain.

He was laughing and pulling my hair back and pushing again. His dick was completely in, and he waited for a few minutes. He lay over me and caught my boobs which were hanging below. He began to fuck my ass which was so rough and painful at the start.

But slowly, I started to moan with one hand on his head, playing with his hair. I looked behind us and saw my son watching us. He pulled out his dick and played with it. I called him, and once he reached us, Akash shouted, “Ah, here comes the mother fucker.”

I caught my son Shyam’s dick and took it in my mouth while Akash fucked my ass. They both were fucking me so good.

Akash asked Shyam, “Bro, you know I was the first one to fuck your mom after your father? She got really good holes, bro. Her ass was so hot and tight, like a virgin pussy.” Shyam replied, “I only opened its seal, bro, and since then, I fuck this bitch as my slut whenever and where ever I want.”

They were talking about me while I sucked my son, and Akash fucked my ass. Akash placed his hand over my pussy and felt the juices leaking. He said to my son, “Bro, see this bitch. She is leaking a lot as her sons are fucking her.” Shyam replied, “Let’s fuck her together, bro.”

Akash was shocked and asked, “Will she be able to handle two dicks at once?” My son Shyam smiled and said, “Bro, she handles 5 at a time, so it’s not a problem.” But deep down, I was scared as they both have really fat dicks. Akash didn’t want to get off my ass.

So I sat on his dick in my ass, and my son came in front and entered my pussy. It was like reverse cowgirl double penetration. I was screaming, shouting and moaning loudly. My son slapped my boobs and made me scream more. Akash said no one would hear me scream.

They changed their position. Now I am riding Akash’s dick while my son fucked my ass. They fucked me that whole night and pissed on me at the end. I went back to my room around 5 am, completely stinking of piss. I took a hot shower.

Let me know how you felt reading it at [email protected]. Bye.

Choco is 19, returning from tuitions during Durga Puja. And what he sees next is what changed his sexual life forever. Find out how a simple friendship turned into the most unholy act in his life, for now.

Greetings, ISS readers! I am HazardousChocoate, but you can mention me as Choco. I am proficient in scriptwriting, and I decided to give this a try. All of my works are fictional. Let’s begin with an introduction to myself.

I am 19, and my stats of 5’7” height and a lean + muscular physique, a fat penis of 6” with a girth of 4.” Combined with the charms of a sigma male and skills of a king of sexting, are my most attractive features since I hit puberty.

I do attract females intentionally and unintentionally. I even had my size and skills floating around my college as rumours. Still, I never had any relationship. I always wanted FWBs and NSAs but never got any.

Now, for the main story.

This was during the Panchami of 2019. I was invited to my tuition for a Durga Puja celebration at my teacher’s house. I was returning home at around 6 p.m. after the event, passing by my college. The traffic was at an all-time high. I could see literal models going past me in buses, rickshaws, or auto-rickshaws.

I stood in front of my college, near the bus stand for a bus. But I couldn’t find any boardable one. Upon deciding to move ahead towards the 2nd bus stop, I started walking past my college. A small alley is attached to my college’s boundary wall, and no street lights are available there.

While walking through the sidewalk, I heard waves of laughter and some moans of girls. The latter caught my attention. I pressed hard onto my intuition when a familiar voice called me from the dark alley.

Unknown (Him): Oi! Choco! Where are you going, buddy?

Unknown (Her): It’s Choco! (moans) He-hey! Aaaaaah!

I was dumbstruck. It was like a gangster calling me, yet I recognised the voice. A sudden dilemma surrounded me, “What if it’s him whom I am anticipating and approach?” and “What if that voice is similar to one of my friends, and they are doing something shady? Should I move on?”

I turned back whole-heartedly, thinking of the best. And what I saw after that was something I had never seen till I hit my legal age. My childhood friend, Arnav, was calling me while smoking and behind him was another old classmate, Jiya.

It was too dark, and I could still make out that she was bent over and getting banged by another hunk. Not only that, the traffic’s noise was slowly fading out, and more of the moans were heard. Along with what I could understand, there are more smokers.

I approached the alleyway in horror and found out that it was an orgy. 3 guys, and 7 girls. I knew 5 of them, all of the guys and 2 girls. They were all my friends from my old college. They studied with me for the longest time throughout high college.

Looking at them like that almost made me throw up. Arnav brought me back to my senses, “Come here, little boy. Join in the fun! Here, take a joint.” I refused to take the joint but looked at my classmate girls. They were looking like prostitutes.

I remember when all of those guys and girls used to go out on trips across Kolkata. We used to hang out most of the time, the fun we had together as normal students. But then, that scene was the most disturbing one: one of the girls was Ayesha, who was blowing Kushal.

The other girl was Minari, and she was being pounded by Arithra on the road. Two girls were blowing Arnav while drinking some beer. One of the remaining three was standing at the roadside with a joint, fully clothed, while the other two approached me.

They were clothed as well, and they looked as if they had been drugged. One of them took my right arm and pressed it against her chest. The other girl went behind me and climbed on me from behind. The one who grabbed my arm pulled me further into the alley, and her hands went straight to my crotch.

Both were giggling and slightly swaying. At this stage, I could either run and not speak about it or let it flow. I decided to run on my very first instinct. But the girl smoking at the side of the road told me, “Choco, you have no way to run and hide. If you do, you’ll be caught by the police.” I was stuck at this point.

My morals were bursting out, and I didn’t want to initiate any wrongful act. But the other girl had already unzipped me. Suddenly, I had an idea. I grabbed the neck of the girl who had unzipped me and kissed her straight onto her lips. She was taken by a shock.

The other girl climbed down and started kissing my cheekbone since she was much shorter than me. Then, I grabbed both of them by their hair and pushed them onto the nearby wall. I zipped up my pants and asked them, “Are you fucking bitches even legal? Huh?” T

The smoking girl answered my question, “One of them is Riya from Science B, and the other one is Tani from another college. All of them are legal. Hahaha.” I realised that I must do something that stop them from approaching me for some time. I lifted the tops of both of the girls and started noticing their stats.

One of them, who was much shorter than me, had a short brunette, bob-cut hair, a thin body with perky breasts, a wider waist, and a small butt. I smacked her tight butt while opening her jeans, and she moaned in a drowsy manner. The other girl took off her top and revealed her mid-size melons.

She was fit, with a little fat at her belly, a relatively wider waist from the shorter girl, and a perfect meaty butt. I pulled both of them closer, facing away from me, and made them stand with their hands on the wall in a wall push-up position. Then, I grabbed both of the girl’s breasts from behind.

My right on the right girl’s right perky yet soft breast. My left hand was on the soft melon of the left girl, and I started pressing them. The left girl was extremely turned on, and she straightaway unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down.

While pulling the jeans down, I grabbed her tight and pulled her close to my body. I started sucking her right earlobe. My hot breaths were making her rub her hand over my crotch. She said, “Please fuck me, I want your cum. Please.” She played with her hair.

I inserted two of my right-hand fingers into the petite girl’s mouth. She sucked them like a good girl, and then I inserted them into her already leaking love hole. She moaned loudly out of ecstasy. I made sure that the first girl in my arms got better treatment since I like fit girls with the meaty butt.

Pushing the fit one against the wall, she turned back at me and gave me a wicked look. If she wasn’t in that position, I could have definitely made her my new friend for future hangouts. But the Panchami was neither well-sorted out for her nor me, especially in that position.

I went down near her butt, and surprisingly, her butt had a soft rose fragrance to it. It turned me, and I started licking her butt-hole. She started humming.

Fit girl: Mmmmmmm, Riya, you are getting finger-fucked, huh?

Riya (Petite girl): Aaah, I’m cumming.

And Riya came into my hands. She turned around, bent forward, pulled my right hand and sucked her juices from my fingers. While giggling, she dressed herself up and went out of the alley, fixing her hair as if nothing had happened. Tani, however, shoved her butt harder onto my face.

Tani: I want you to finger fuck me harder, please!

I was turned on at a terrific level, so I stood up behind her and choked her by putting my left hand around her neck. She was laughing and moaning at the same time.

Tani: Yes, I like it rough, ba-

Before she could finish her sentence, I put three of my right-hand fingers in her drooling mouth, flipped around, leaned on the college’s boundary wall, and pulled her hard against my body. I crushed her right breast this time. She spread her legs and choked on my fingers, shoved down her throat.

She didn’t resist a bit, so I pulled them out while she grabbed my thighs from the side. Then, pulling out my fingers with a jerk, I pushed those three fingers inside her leaking pussy, letting out a strong “Augh!” from her mouth and continuous moans. I finger fucked her till she begged me to stop.

Tani: Stop, please, I am cumming. Please, stop.

I let out my finger, and what I saw was a waterfall of squirt bursting out of her pussy. It was swollen by then as I kneaded Tani’s breasts and kissed her neck. I put my soaked fingers in her mouth, and she sucked them dry. She then turned around and hugged me.

She kissed me on my cheeks, whispering “Thank you” before letting me go. She seemed sober by then, which confused me. My friends were also picking up their clothes and dressing up. I said, “Thank you, guys and girls,” and left that alley.

I took a bus from the second bus stop at around 8 p.m. I was accompanied by a now sober Tani. She sat beside me while the bus raced through the many vehicles, people, and, most importantly, the pandals. I kept looking at the beautiful small pandals, the dhaak and the aarti.

When I turned and looked at her from the side, she didn’t speak to me. Instead, turned and looked at me. Her eyes were filled with innocence, not a wicked look at all. It was as if she was forced into such a dirty act. She was looking gorgeous, without any makeup.

Deep inside, I could feel that she wasn’t like this. Then she came close to my ear and whispered, “I am a virgin.” I could then understand why she thanked me. She got down at the previous stop and bid me bye.

Thank you very much, kind and beautiful reader! I hope you enjoyed my first story. If you have any suggestions, please write to me at [email protected].

I am a Chef who has spent countless hours in the kitchen. However, despite my culinary expertise, there was one thing that had always eluded me – women.

On a fateful evening, a beautiful girl entered the premises. Her smile instantly caught my attention. She was seated at my table, and I felt a surge of excitement as I got the chance to talk to her while I cooked for her.

Our conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and shared interests. With each passing moment, the chemistry between us grew stronger. She looked me up and down and winked suggestively, and I almost burnt my hand.

After dinner, the girl excused herself from the table. She motioned for me to follow her. I followed her towards the side door, unsure of what awaited me. We climbed a set of abandoned stairs, and the echo of our footsteps filled the air.

Finally, we reached a secluded spot. The world around us ceased to exist, leaving only the two of us. In the dim light, I could see her eyes glisten. Without uttering a single word, our bodies gravitated towards each other and our hands intertwined. The touch of her skin against mine sent shivers down my spine.

Our lips met, and we explored each other. Her chest pushed in on mine leaving me breathless. Her hot breath brushed across my face and I bit her lips. She moaned as I pulled her close and our tongues entwined in a fiery dance. Her palm rubbed gently down my chest and down my waist. She loosened my belt and whispered in my ear.

Her (whispering softly): Your food was almost orgasmic…Allow me to return the favor.

She knelt between my legs and looked into my eyes, turning me on. She then grabbed the bottom of my shaft and pulled on it gently and exhaled sharply. Her tongue snaked out of her drooling mouth and she slobbered on the tip of my dick.

I leaned against the terrace door and moaned as I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her face. She seemed to like that. She smiled up at me and stood back up. Our lips touched again and she turned around. She lifted her sleek black dress and I grabbed her hips. She guided my wet dick to her panties and I parted them to feel her wet pussy. She licked her fingers and rubbed them on her pussy and I felt my cock slowly get sucked into it.

Her pussy was dripping as I slid inside her softly. She moaned again. We could get caught at any moment, and I couldn’t risk it. I put one hand in her mouth and she licked and sucked on it as I pounded into her wet cunt roughly. I went faster as I felt her breathing get heavier. My balls tightened and I leaned in to whisper into her soft earlobes.

Me: Fuck! I think I’m about to cum!

Her: Cum on my ASS! I wanna feel your sticky cum (gasp) all over my ass (moan) as I walk home smelling like (gasp) sex!

I pulled my dick out and exploded on her cute little panties. It dripped down her leg and she stroked my cock fondly. She turned around and pulled her tits out for me to lick as I grabbed them with my cum stained hands. She licked my dirty hands and kissed me roughly then walked away into the darkness. I stayed up there for a moment and then went back to my shift.

I never saw her again. One night, I decided to search online for her. Soon I found myself on porn sites looking for any hot chick. As I was searching, an ad for a website named “Delhi Sex Chat” popped up. I got curious and clicked on it. It led me to this really hot cam site. I scrolled down the list of hot models and found a hot looking Punjabi girl named Preet. She looked similar to the girl I had fucked. I wanted her!

I signed up and made an account on DSC. I used UPI to buy some credits in less than a minute and sent Preet some private messages about what I wanted. I promised her extra credits if she was willing to accept my naughty little assignment. After a few minutes, she finally responded.

Preet: You are naughty aren’t you?

Me: What if I am?

Preet: I can be bad too…if you have those extra credits you promised.

Me: (excitedly) Oh I’ve got the credits…and I wanna spend them!

Preet showed up on call wearing black lingerie. Her lace panties gleamed softly from the light reflecting off of it as she swayed her hips to the music playing in the background. Her hair covered half of her face and her cherry-red lips made me want to beg to taste them. She was even hotter than my mystery girl and I wanted her.

Preet bit her lip as she worked on unhooking her lace bra. She looked into the camera and smiled as her bra straps fell off. Her dark nipples excited me. I pulled my cock out and stroked it.

Me: I like how hard your nipples are

Preet: (looking down at her nipples) Oh these? Do you like them?

Me: You would look so hot bent over my bed all sweaty.

Preet: Oh, fuckkk yess (squeezes nipples harder). I like to have sweaty, sticky sex in the heat.

She moaned as one of her palms travelled down her body and touched her pussy. That made me want to plough her hard and rough.

Me: I want to stuff you with this cock so bad!

Preet grabbed a squirt bottle from the table beside her laptop and sprayed it on herself. Her hair was drenched and water dripped down her curvy body making me stroke faster. She moaned and stuck two fingers inside her wet pussy and rubbed furiously as I talked to her.

Me: You want my dirty cock inside you…don’t you?

Preet: Fuck! I’m so wet! Yes! Please!

Me: Open those legs wide and fuck yourself for me!

Preet (spreading her legs and lying back): Oh my God! Yes! (Moan. Moan. hard moan)

Her eyes shut tight and she grabbed the sheets grunting at a high pitch as she let herself get carried away.

Me: Look at how hard you’re making me, Preet!

Preet(opening her eyes to look): Oh, fuck! Put that in me! Please?

She rubbed herself harder as she watched my inked arms move rapidly up and down my cock at the same pace she was going.

Me: I’m gonna spread those legs wide apart and stuff my cock inside you so hard!

Preet: Oh yes, daddy! Hit me deep!

Her wet pussy sloshed as her fingers delved deep inside her wet cunt. She moaned and her eyes shut tight again. I stopped to watch her body twitch as she got swept away by a huge orgasm.

She leaned into the screen and rubbed her body and licked her lips as she talked to me.

Preet: Yes, Daddy! Stroke that hard dick just like that!

Me: Oh fuck! Keep touching yourself. Those tits and that wet pussy!

She rubbed her pussy and squished her tits and my cock exploded hard. I sat back exhausted from my hard orgasm. I smiled at her and she smiled back and chuckled.

Me: Wow! That was fun!

Preet: Glad you had a good time, daddy. I have another client soon…so bye!!

She blew me a kiss before leaving the stream abruptly. I already knew I was gonna spend way more money on DSC after this!

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Hello guys Sergio here. Main wapas aa gaya hu apni ek aur kahani ke sath. Is kahani mein aapko bataunga ki kaise maine apni mom ko hamare gym trainer Mukesh ke sath intimate hote dekha.

Agar aapne meri pichli stories padhi hai, to aap jaante honge ki mere ghar mein main, mom, aur dad hi hai. Mere dad 44 saal ke hai, aur ek businessman hai. To wo zyadatar ghar ke baahar hi rehte hai lambe time tak.

Main 19 saal ka ek college student hu. Meri mom ka naam Shweta hai, aur wo ek housewife hai. Unki umar 42 saal hai, aur unka figure 38-36-42 hai. Unka ye sexy figure unko proper milf banata hai. To chaliye ab kahani ki taraf chalte hai.

Kyunki mere college ki holidays chal rahi thi, to main ghar mein mom ke sath rehta tha, jabki dad business ke liye ghar se baahar the.

Hamara ghar Mumbai ke ek posh area mein hai. To main aur mummy hamari building ke gym jaate hai roz. Main around 10 baje jata hu, aur mummy thoda kaam karke 12-1 baje gym jati hai. Hamare gym mein ek trainer hai, jiska naam hai Mukesh. Wo around 28 saal ka hai, aur uski bahut achi body hai.

Meri mummy gym jaane ke liye ek Sports Bra pehanti hai, aur uske upar ek patli white color ki T-Shirt, aur neeche thongs pehan ke black leggings pehanti hai.

To ek din jab main gym se aake nahane ke baad ready hua, to meri mummy gym jaa rahi thi. Mummy ne as usual same kapde pehne the, aur aage se unke boobs aur peeche se gaand ek-dum tight kapde mein saaf saaf dikh rahi thi.

Hamare gym mein ek taraf poora glass laga hua hai, aur uske aage trees hai. Isliye baahar se gym ke andar to sab dikhta hai, lekin andar se baahar ka kam dikhta hai. Us din mummy ko gym jaate time un kapdo mein unka figure dekh main bahut horny ho gaya tha. Fir maine socha main jaake gym main mummy ko workout karte dekhta hu.

Main waha gaya, aur gym mein sirf mummy hi thi, aur door ek corner mein trainer baitha hua tha, aur phone mein kuch-kuch kar raha tha.

Main to sirf mummy ko dekh raha tha. Pehle wo treadmill pe bhaag rahi thi, aur har kadam ke sath unke boobs aur gaand zor-zor se upar-neeche hil rahe the. Mujhe to ye dekh ke maza hi aa gaya tha.

Around 10-15 minutes tak mummy treadmill par thi, aur fir unhone machine stop karke utar ke paani peene ke liye break liya. Treadmill mein bhaagne ki wajah se wo poora paseene se bheeg gayi thi, aur unki white shirt thodi-thodi transparent ho kar unki pink bra ke thode nazare dikha rahi thi.

Fir mummy ne baith ke thodi exercises ki kuch aadhe ghante tak. Uske baad wo apna samaan utha ke gym ke baahar chali gayi. Tab jaise hi mummy baahar gayi, Mukesh apni jagah se utha, aur wo us machine pe chala gaya jaha se abhi mummy exercise karke uthi thi. Wo zor-zor se bench ko chaatne aur soonghne laga, aur mujhe dikh raha tha kaise uska lund tight ho raha tha uski pant mein.

Maine kuch kiya nahi us samay. Par main samajh gaya tha ki Mukesh ko Shweta bahut pasand thi. Aur wo ye sab harkate bahut pehle se kar raha tha.

Agle din firse jab mummy gym gayi, to main bhi baahar se dekh raha tha, ki aaj wo kya karega. Mummy ne ek Black Sports Bra, Grey T-Shirt, Pink Thongs aur Black Leggings pehni thi. Apne baalon ko unhone ponytail jaise peeche set kiya tha.

Aaj bhi mummy ne same exercise ki, aur wo gym trainer thoda-thoda mummy ko ghoor raha tha. Fir around 1 ghante baad mummy  firse apna samaan utha ke wapas ghar ke liye nikal gayi.

Trainer ne bhi firse mummy ki bench ko chaatna shuru kar diya, aur wo apni shorts se apna lund nikaal ke hilane laga. Uska lund bahut bada tha around 7 inch lamba aur 3 inch mota ek-dum gora lund tha. Tabhi ek minute baad gym ka darwaza khula aur wo meri mummy thi.

Wo apni bottle lena bhool gayi thi, isliye wapas aayi thi. Aur darwaza kholte hi Mukesh ko us haal mein dekh ke unhone darwaza band kar diya. Mukesh bahut darr gaya, aur jaldi se apni shorts pehan ke baahar aaya.

Mukesh: Madam mujhe maaf kar dijiye. Ye baat please kisi ko mat bolna. Meri naukari chali jayegi.

Shweta: Main to ye baat bataungi sab ko. Aisi harkate karte ho, sharam nahi aati tumhe?

Mukesh: Madam please maaf kar dijiye. Main aapko roz exercise karte hue dekhta hu. Aap yaha aane wali sabse sundar aurat ho. Aapko dekh ke pata nahi mujhe kya ho jata hai.

( Fir wo dheere se mummy ke hath apne hath mein leta hai)

Shweta: Ye tum kya kar rahe ho? Koi dekh lega hame. Mera beta bhi yaha aa sakta hai.

Mukesh: Nahi, wo to abhi yaha se gaya hai, aur mujhe pata hai aapke pati bhi ghar par nahi rehte hai. Aakhir aap jaisi aurat kitna akelapan mehsoos karti hogi.

Shweta (Sharmate Hue): Nahi aisa nahi hai, main khush hu.

(Mukesh ab Dheere se apna ek hath mummy ki kamar par rakh deta hai)

Mukesh: Madam please mujhe ek mauka dijiye. Aur waise bhi main gym lock kar deta hu. Lunch time hai, to koi nahi aayega abhi.

Main ye sab sun ke aur dekh ke bahut hairan tha, ki ab mummy kya bolegi usko. Lekin mummy ne usko kuch bola nahi, aur apna sar hila diya uski baaton pe. Mukesh to jaise khushi se uchal pada tha. Usne mummy ko gym ke andar jaane ko bol diya, jab tak wo darwaza lock karta hai.

Mukesh ne clubhouse ka door band kar diya, par usne gym ka door nahi lock kiya. Lekin main clubhouse mein hi tha, to mujhe sab kuch saaf dikhayi aur sunayi de raha tha.

Mukesh: Waise madam aapka naam kya hai?

Shweta: Mera naam Shweta hai. Tumhara kya naam hai?

Mukesh: Mera naam Mukesh hai. Main 28 saal ka hu.

Shweta: Waise maine abhi jo dekha tha. Dekh ke to tum bahut bade lag rahe the (haste hue).

Mukesh: Abhi dikhaunga aapko kon kitna bada hai.

Ye bol ke Mukesh ne apni shirt utaar di, aur Shweta ko bola apni shirt utaarne ko. Shweta ne apni T-Shirt utari, aur ab wo sirf apne Black sports bra and leggings mein khadi thi.

Mukesh ne jaldi se mummy ke honth se honth laga diye, aur dono ek lambi kiss mein chale gaye. Mukesh kiss ke time mummy ki gaand masal raha tha, aur mummy bhi Mukesh ki chest ko sehla rahi thi.

Fir dono ne kiss todi, aur ab Mukesh ne mummy ki bra khol di. Mummy ke bade-bade boobs ab hawa mein latak rahe the. Usne ek boob ko dabaya, aur doosre ko kiss karne aur chaatne laga.

Shweta bhi bahut maze le rahi thi, aur uske baalon ke sath khel rahi thi.

Fir Mukesh ne Shweta ki leggings utari, aur fir uski thongs aur khud bhi apni shorts aur underwear utaar di. Fir Mukesh ne mummy ko bench par bithaya, aur khud apna lund mummy ke muh ke saamne latka diya.

Shweta: Waah, itna bada lund. Bahut maza aayega isko lene mein to.

Ye bol ke mummy ne ek hath se uska lund pakda, aur doosre hath se apne muh se thook laga ke uske lund ko hilana shuru kiya. Dekhte hi dekhte uska lund poori tarah khada ho kar mummy ko salaami de raha tha.

Mummy ne jaldi se uska lund apne muh mein liya, aur zor-zor se choosne lagi. Mukesh mummy ke sar ko pakad ke apne lund pe dhakka de raha tha.

Mukesh: Ahh behanchod, kya choos rahi hai randi. Isse pehle kisi ne aise nahi choosa mera. Ahh tere pati ke to maze hai.

Aise hi 5 minute tak mummy usko blowjob deti rahi, aur wo mummy ke boobs ko halka halka masalta raha.

Mukesh: Chal ab tujhe dikhata hu jannat kaisi hoti hai.

Ye bol ke usne mummy ko bench pe lita diya, aur khud zameen pe baith ke mummy ke pairon ko alag kiya, aur unki bina baal ki safed chut ko chaatna shuru kar diya.

Shweta: Ahhhh uffff yes, aise hi karo, aur karo, wow. Bahut maza aa raha hai Mukesh.

Around 10 minutes tak chut chatwane ke baad mummy ne Mukesh ke muh par hi squirt kar diya.

Mukesh: Dekha kaise paani nikaal diya tera. Abhi tak to andar bhi nahi daala hai maine. Khoob maza doonga tujhe Shweta.

Ye bol kar ab Mukesh neeche se utha, aur ek kone mein jaake mummy ko wo gym waale bade ball mein letne ko bola.

Mukesh ne fir mummy ke pairon ko door kiya, aur apne lund pe thook laga ke mummy ki chut mein apna lund daalna shuru kiya.

Shweta: Ahhhh madarchod, aaram se kar. Bahut din se nahi liya hai maine.

Mukesh ne fir dheere se mummy ko chodna shuru kiya, aur mummy bhi maze leke awaaze nikaal rahi thi.

Mukesh: Chal randi, ab mere lode pe koodegi tu, aur main maza loonga.

Shweta fir ball ke upar se uthi, aur Mukesh fir neeche zameen pe let gaya, aur fir mummy dheere se uske lund pe baith gayi. Fir mummy ne koodna start kiya Mukesh ke lund pe. Mummy ke kudne se unke bade boobs dono hawa mein upar-neeche ho rahe the. Wo nazara dekh ke kisi ka bhi khada ho jata.

Around 10-15 minutes tak dono ne is position mein continue kiya, aur mummy ka ek baar aur nikal gaya. Tabhi Mukesh ne bola, ki uska bhi nikalne wala tha. To mummy jaldi se uthi, aur ghutno par baith gayi. Fir Mukesh ne saara maal mummy ke muh aur boobs par daal diya.

Iske baad dono 5 minutes tak ek-doosre ki baahon mein lete hue the, aur tab dono ne kapde pehanne shuru kiye. Jaane se pehle mummy ne usko apna number diya, aur message karne ko bola.

So guys this was Part-1. Isme aapne padha ki mom ne kaise gym trainer ke sath enjoy kiya. Unhone iske aage bhi bahut kuch kiya, jo aapko aage pata chalega. To agar aapko story achi lagi ho, to comment karke bataye. Aur part 2 ki wait kare.

Hi, I am Jatin. Rajesh and I have been cousins and best friends since childhood. My father is the biggest whole-seller in the town and my mother died when I was 5 years old.

Rajesh’s father, Ramesh, is a government officer. His mother, Tulsi, is a housewife. She was the one who took care of me when my mother passed away. So even I used to call her Ma.

When we turned 19, Ramesh was transferred to a city. Since our village did not have any good colleges, Rajesh’s family took me with them to the city to complete my further studies.

By this time, I had developed horny feelings about Ma, Tulsi. She was the perfect Indian milf with huge breasts and ass. Her cleavage used to be clearly visible whenever she bent to pick things. I used to imagine how she would look if she were fully nude. I masturbated by imagining her naked image countless times.

As we moved to the city, I started spending more time with her. I would get an opportunity to brush my hand on her ass, or even breast, and get an ample view of her cleavage and breast. Whenever she used to go out in the evening, I used to make her ride a pillion on my bike.

I would purposely go through roads that had more potholes or speed bumpers so that her breasts could press on my back. She clenched my chest more tightly. She never mistook my evil intentions and always cared for me more than Rajesh.

In fact, she used to scold Rajesh that even though he was her son, it was Jatin who was fulfilling his duties. She told him to learn how to be a good man like me. If only she knew what my intentions were. But I never dared to take further steps.

I would get a tight slap, and my belongings would be thrown out of the house. Even my father would disown me and throw me out of his house. I was horny but not stupid. But I really needed to flush out my feelings.

So, I used to visit some of the brothels in the city. I especially fucked prostitutes who looked like Milf. I used to imagine them like Ma and even called them Tulsi during our fuck sessions.

So, a year went by. I was satisfied by masturbating and fucking milf bitches in brothels. I was simultaneously taking those chances of touching her, ensuring that she never got to know my intentions.

One day, Ramesh came home, and he was grim. He said that he was suspended from his job, and an inquiry was set upon him. He didn’t know when he would be able to join his job again. During that time, Rajesh’s grade was down, and he failed some subjects in his first year.

Even Tulsi’s niece’s wedding was cancelled. Ma was a very god-fearing person, and she believed that some evil spirits were behind such bad happenings that were happening to her family. Both Ramesh and Tulsi decided they needed to approach any Godmen or spiritual Guruji for a solution towards their problem.

Tulsi said that she will accept any proposal from a good Guruji if it leads to lasting solutions and makes their problems go away. An idea struck me. I thought that this was my chance to make my dreams come to reality. Tulsi would willingly give her pussy to me.

Though the plan was risky, but it was better to take a try.

The next morning, I decided to catch a lowly priest and made him understand my plan. I gave him a hefty amount of money, and he agreed willingly. He gave me a wicked smile and said that the work would be done. As per the plan, the priest arrived sometime later in the day.

Tulsi, by seeing the priest, immediately touched his feet and welcomed him. Now, my plan was being put into motion. The priest said, “I was passing by this house and could clearly see dark clouds hovering over it. So I came to bless this house.”

Tulsi said, “You are absolutely right. We are facing some serious problems.” She narrated her problems, and the priest listened to them patiently. Then the priest said, “I understand, dear. I can clearly see who the real culprit is and what the cure is.”

Both Ramesh and Tulsi became anxious and urged the priest to tell them the reasons and the solutions. The priest replied confidently, ” The real cause of the problem is you, Ramesh.” Ramesh was bewildered. He asked what he had done to bring such problems to his family.

The priest replied, “I will answer. But first, you answer me that when was the last time you had sexually satisfied your wife.” Stunned by this question, the entire family became numb. Tulsi and Ramesh could just stammer.

The priest said, “I know that it was a long time ago that they had sex.” He could clearly see that Tulsi was still in her prime sex life. But Rajesh did not satisfy her for long. Since Tulsi was horny for a long time, she might, in her dreams may, have cursed Ramesh.

It may have led to such consequences for the family. Tulsi started crying and said, “Yes, I still desire a man in my life.” But she couldn’t think of any man other than her husband. She would never curse the family for such a small thing.

The priest said, “I know, dear, that you are a pious woman. But don’t underestimate the power of horny pious women. Sex is the most important thing in the life of such women. Ramesh, by denying it to his wife, had committed the greatest sin, and due to this, the entire family is suffering. ”

Ramesh had now started crying and murmured that it was his fault. He would rectify this from today itself. But the priest countered, “That the time has passed by. You have incurred the curse of a pious horny woman, and you can no longer touch her anymore in this life.”

The entire family was now fully in the grip of the priest’s concocted story and believed every word of it. Meanwhile, Rajesh and I were standing and listening to all this conversation. I was smiling inside but made a very serious face.

Rajesh was in complete disarray, and he should be. I mean, which son would like to hear his parent’s sex life, that too, from a third person? Ramesh now begged to priest to give some solution so that he could correct the wrong that he had done to his wife.

The priest replied, “I cannot do anything. It is Tulsi that can bring happiness back to this family.” Tulsi immediately replied, “I will do anything to save this family.”

The priest said, “Think twice, dear because the solution is not easy. It will change everything, not only for you but for the entire family. It will lead to new relations and new situations. Will you be able to handle it?”

Tulsi replied confidently, “I will do anything as guided by you. You are a god sent us, and your directions will be my command.” Now, the final dice was thrown.

The priest replied, “OK, dear. Now listen, You will have to marry again and start your sex life with your new husband. Once your sex life is satisfied, good emotions will flow from you and will wipe the negativity from the house. The sun will shine again brightly. The curse will be over, and the family will be happy again.”

Everyone was stunned to hear it, especially Tulsi and Ramesh. Tulsi, in a stammered voice, “This cannot be done, Guruji. I am already married with a kid.”

But the priest conned her again by saying, “Dear, the marriage was already over a long time back due to Ramesh’s actions or lack of action in the bed. A husband who does not sexually care, is no longer deserves to be called a husband. The marriage is dissolved automatically.”

But Tulsi kept on repeating that this was not possible. So the priest thundered, “This is the only solution. If you don’t want it, you can think of some other thing. But remember, the more you delay, the more bad news is to come. Then don’t come running to me and ask what to do. The time to implement the solution is very short.”

“I will take your leave now. But the insult you meted to me, its sins will be borne by the entire family now.”

But Tulsi and Ramesh immediately apologized for their behaviour.

Tulsi, “We never insulted you, Guruji. But please give us time to think and accept the solution. And also, if I accept the solution, I can’t marry any random person.”

The priest replied, “You will not marry any guy. You will marry a guy who is born on a particular nakshatra and a particular month and date.” He gave the details of the month and date. Tulsi suddenly became serious.

The priest replied, “By the look of your face, I think you know the guy.

Tulsi replied hesitantly, “Yes, It is Jatin who was born on that date.”

My job was done was done by Tulsi herself. The plan initially was to give my birthday in the above format. Then, I would reluctantly say that I was born on that date. But before I could reply, Tulsi did my job.

Now my turn to jump into the discussion, ” How can I marry Ma? This is un-thinkable. I can never even think of this, even in my wildest dreams.”

The priest replied, “OK, don’t marry. But then you will have only a small period to find another guy who satisfies this criteria.”

Tulsi now replied, “Is there any other solution other than marrying Jatin?”

Priest, “Not only marrying Jatin but even having sex with him repeatedly, so a to be a proper husband- wife.”

Then Tulsi agreed reluctantly, “I will do it then.”

She then turned to me and said, “Son, you have done many things for me. Now I ask only one more thing from you. I know it is very difficult for you and even for me, but please marry me for the sake of the family. I will always be indebted to you.”

This is what I wanted to hear. I said in a sad voice, “OK, Ma. If that is your order, I will fulfil it wholeheartedly. You will never be indebted to me. I will always be your loving son, irrespective of our relationship.

Even Ramesh and Rajesh consented to the relationship. Strangely, Ramesh was thankful that Tulsi would get married to me rather than any random stranger. My plan executed way better than I even thought.

The priest replied that the wedding should happen immediately, within an hour, without wasting any time. I couldn’t believe the words the priest uttered. He went one step ahead of our plan, and I decided that I would pay him handsomely.

Within an hour, all the things required for the marriage were gathered. The priest conducted the rituals. Tulsi was wearing her wedding saree, and I was wearing a kurta pyjama. The icing on the cake was that Kanyadaan was done by Ramesh himself.

Rajesh was throwing flower petals when we were doing the seven pheras. All this was like a dream to me. I was pinching myself to see whether it was a dream or reality. As the rituals were done, we both sought blessings from the priest.

I took the priest to the side and handed him a big bunch of notes, ensuring no one else saw that. We both grinned, and he told me to enjoy her to the fullest. I gave some final instructions to the priest on what to say to Tulsi. I told him that his job was not yet over. I had more plans for him and told him to stay in touch.

The priest called Tulsi, and as instructed, he said, “Remember, from now on, Jatin is your only husband. This is your real marriage. You need to consummate this marriage tonight itself. You have to be his wife mentally and, more importantly, physically.”

“You both need to have sex repeatedly. The more sex you have, the more pleasure emotions release, which helps the curse to get away. Accept Jatin wholeheartedly and be his obedient wife. If you fail to do so, more harm will come to your family.”

“But if you do it wholeheartedly, you will not only save your family but will experience all the happiness you truly desire in your life. More good things will come.”

Tulsi said, “I have mentally accepted Jatin as my husband. And by tonight, I will accept Jatin as her husband physically as well.”

The priest then takes leave and says, ” I will come again. Till then, do as I told you, Tulsi.”

Tulsi now holds my hand and takes me to her room.

Tulsi, “I am grateful that you married me. I know it is difficult, but start imagining me as your wife.”

She then calls Rajesh and gives him money, and whispers something in his ear. I wondered what it was. 10 minutes later, Rajesh knocks and enters. He hands Tulsi a packet and looks at me, “Take care of her,” and goes back.

She then took a glass of water and handed me the packet. “Please take it.” I then take a look at it. It is viagra. I smile to myself, thinking that a mother had sent her son to fetch Viagra so that his cousin to fuck her. What a life!

I already had a raging boner, and I thought some Viagra would definitely help me. I took it immediately.

Tulsi now replies, “It’s time to consummate our marriage.” By saying this, she undresses herself without any shame in front of me. “Come, my dear. Take your wife and fuck me to the fullest. I am yours forever.”

Continued in the next part.

Hello friends, my name is Ritu. This is a fictional story where a well-behaved girl turns into a slave of a loan shark due to her brother’s large debts. So now, without wasting time, let’s get to the story.

2 more days passed. We were having the same things daily. Ramesh was fucking me, Jiya made me lick her, and at the end of the day, we had a threesome. We have become a lot more friendly now.

On the fourth day, it was usual when I woke up. But after breakfast, Jiya asked me to wear some clothes. It was weird because I had not worn any clothes since the first day. I asked her what was going on that day.

She smiled and replied it would be fun, don’t worry, and she left. I was worried, but then I was excited to know that what new is to happen today. I rushed to my room, took a bath and wore a T-shirt and jeans.

We were having lunch at the dining table when Ramesh told me about today’s event. One of their friends was going to visit today, and they were going to introduce me as their niece to him. Jiya told me that he would stay here tonight.

It would be a lot of fun, and they were not going to disclose anything about me being a slave. Jiya continued and said, but I still have to obey their every order. I have to act like I am open to everything and not shy. I agreed with her and was happy to do so.

She told me about the guests that we were having today: Vatsal, His wife Tanu, and their son Ravi. They arrived at 5 PM. Tanu was good-looking but not as good as Jiya. Vatsal was an OK guy same body as Ramesh, but he was having hair problems, I guess. Ravi was good-looking. I was impressed looking at him.

We greeted each other and then sat in the hall and talked. It was fun, all of them were nice. Ramesh told them that I was looking for a job opportunity here. We had dinner until now everything was going normal. But Ravi suggested that we should play something and enjoy the night. Everyone agreed.

Ravi suggested some games, but not everyone knew those games. So, after some time, Tanu suggested that we should play ‘Truth or Dare.’ Ravi replied, “It would be no fun to play it with you guys.” Jiya, hearing Ravi say that, said, “You haven’t even played it with us. How do you know?

After some discussion, everyone agreed to play ‘Truth or Dare’ with little dirty things. We were not going to spin the bottle. Instead, we would pick chits with names on them. The first one will ask, and the second one will do.

There was one special rule. Those who didn’t answer the question or weren’t able to complete the dare would remove one of their clothes. With everything set, the first set of chits was separated.

The first one was Tanu, and the second one was Jiya. Jiya chose the Truth. After some thinking, Tanu asked Jiya how many men she had slept with until now. Jiya laughed a bit and said that she didn’t know. Ravi’s eyes had a different glow to see Jiya in Bra.

Jiya removed her top and put it aside. No one among them four minded it that much. Jiya selected the next set of chit. It was Ravi and Jiya again. Jiya selected Truth. After some thinking, Ravi asked Jiya again, “Is the number of men she had slept with so high that she could not tell anyone?”

Jiya answered, “No darling, it’s just that I don’t remember, but it is definitely in 2 digits.”

Ramesh and Vatsal were drinking along with the game. They didn’t mind it that much. Both of them were okay with everything. The next set was Ramesh and Tanu. Tanu selected dare, and Ramesh asked her to give him the bottle of beer without using her hands or mouth.

Tanu was wearing a salwar suit. She stood up and almost sat off the beer bottle. She was holding the beer between her legs and pussy. She slowly moved towards Ramesh. He took the bottle of beer from Tanu and also rubbed her pussy with his hand.

She smiled and sat down next round was me and Vatsal. Vatsal chose the Truth, So I asked him which was the weirdest place where he had sex. He looked at me and laughed and answered. “Well, there are two – the first one is at the hospital, and the second one is at the public toilet.”

Hearing this, everyone laughed. Tanu commented, “One of them wasn’t with me.” The next round was Ramesh and Ravi. Ravi selected dare. Ramesh asked Ravi to rub his dick on his mother’s armpits. Ravi was shocked after hearing such a dare. But then his mother, Tanu, said that it was okay.

Ravi removed his dick from his pants. It was already erect due to the talk and seeing Jiya in Bra. Tanu raised her hand, and Ravi started to rub his dick on her armpit. He came on Tanu, and she said, “At least you should release your cum on the floor, not on me.”

Tanu was in cum of her son Ravi, But it was not a lot. So we started the next round. It was Jiya and me, and I chose ‘Dare.’ She dared me to continue the rest of the game nude, sitting between Ramesh and Vatsal.

After seeing this much, I thought it was okay. I have to follow them anyway. So I removed all of my clothes and sat between Vatsal and Ramesh. After seeing me nude, Ravi’s dick was hard again. We continued the game.

Next was Tanu and Vatsal, Vatsal selected Dare. Tanu gave him two options first one was to lick all the cum that was on her, and the second one was to sit nude. He chose to sit nude. Now Jiya was in a bra, and Vatsal and I were completely naked. Ravi was with his dick out.

We moved on. Vatsal was staring at me, and I can see his dick slowly becoming hard. Although he was the oldest, he was having the biggest dick. We decided from now on, there will be only dares.

The next pair were Jiya and Tanu. Jiya dared Tanu to get naked and remove all the clothes Ramesh was wearing with his mouth. Tanu stood up and removed her clothes. To my surprise, she had a hairy pussy. She had the biggest boobs between the three of us.

She started unbuttoning the shirt Ramesh was wearing and then his pants. Now, last was his underwear. She licked his underwear where his dick was and then removed it. Watching this, my pussy also got wet. I almost started fingering myself, but then I controlled myself.

Ramesh’s dick was hard as a rock. Tanu naughtly winked at Ramesh and sat down. Ravi was stroking his dick slowly.

Next round was Tanu and Jiya. Jiya said to Tanu It’s my turn bitch she dared Jiya to get naked and fuck Ravi. She told Ravi to get naked and sit in the same position and not to move. Jiya got naked. Unlike Tanu, she had a clean pussy. Her boobs were not as equal to Tanu, but they were good.

She Stood on Ravi and Sat on dick as his dick was already hard seeing his mother and Ramesh. She started slowly moving up and down his dick. She was also increasing the pace. Seeing this, I couldn’t control myself and started fingering myself.

Vatsal stopped me and started rubbing his hand on my pussy. I had a bit of hair on my pussy. Then he fingered me a bit until Ravi was done. Then, all of us sat normally. Ravi was so happy that he got to fuck Jiya. The next pair were Ravi and Tanu.

Ravi was just done, so he cannot fuck her. So he dared her to rub her pussy on Ramesh. She stood up and put her hairy pussy on Ramesh’s mouth, which was between her legs and started rubbing. Vatsal again started to finger me. I was getting horny.

On the other side, Ramesh also started licking Tanu’s hairy pussy. He grabbed her ass and pulled her down on his dick, and started fucking her Tanu was also enjoying as much as Ramesh. Her big boobs were bouncing. I also started stroking Vatsal’s dick while he was fingering me.

All of them were done, and then they took a break of 30 minutes. This is the end of Part 2. In the next part, something more interesting will happen, so stay tuned.

Please provide your valuable feedback, as this story is my first story. I will continue it. There will be very interesting things happening in the future. You can reach out to me at [email protected]. Please provide your valuable feedback.

Hi, friends. I am Waleed from Lahore with my real story with a virgin 19-year-old babe. She was a student of DPT in my institute. I managed her admission out of the way. She became my night crush and my long-term slut leading to a family orgy.

Before going to the story, let me give an introduction of myself and my sweety. I am Waleed, age 52. I work as an accountant in that medical college. She is Nazia, age 19, height 5.2. A stunning beauty with lustrous eyes and covetously preserved vital stat 32-26-34 that has always been my fantasy.

It happened in Aug 2021 when Nazia’s father approached me for her admission to DPT. She had a profound interest in the field. Unfortunately, her scores in A levels were too poor to manage admission to any government institution and private as well.

When I saw her pic in the testimonials, I engrossed my passion. I was overwhelmed by her sexy body. Her father requested me to manage her admission at any cost. I talked to the head of the department. He confirmed that it was almost impossible to manage admission with such poor grades.

But I consoled her father and assured him to arrange resources. I will manage admission. On finalisation of admissions, Nazia was not shortlisted, but 4 students didn’t join, and seats were vacant. At this, I got an alert and tried all my links to get Nazia in DPT.

I called her father and expressed the news of her admission, and he informed her. The entire family was indebted to me for the favour. I invited them, and one fine day, I was blessed to have a look at the enchanting beauty of Nazia for the first time in my life.

She came to my home with her father, and I hailed them at dinner. She was wearing a top and jeans. Her figure was pinching my heart, and my dick was throbbing inside my trousers.

Nazia was so innocent and shy that she seemed like a fairy and a real modest beauty. Being a seasoned fucker, I instantly concluded that she was a virgin. She just thanked me reluctantly and remained silent. Since that day, my mind and my dick were both lost in her dreams.

I started working on a project of fucking that virgin beauty. After one week, all formalities of admission were filled, and she joined the college as a regular student of DPT. She was so happy as her dream had materialised. But at the same time, my dream to fuck her had mobilised.

Massive ideas started to lurk in my mind, and my dick started to jerk in my underwear. A few days passed, and I managed to exchange glances with Nazia. We started exchanging greetings, but it could not go very far as she was very reserved and shy.

Owing to her introverted personality, I started to accompany her to the canteen. I started advising her on different matters as a mentor. She started greeting me formally. Meanwhile, I developed a friendship with her father, who invited me to their home.

Soon, our intimacy developed, and I started giving her and drop facility occasionally. This brought us a bit closer, but still, she didn’t respond the way I expected. But being resolute, I managed to take her with me to the canteen and have some tea and coffee.

On one such occasion, I proposed to her, to which she got angry and started cursing me. So here I was, really sad by her explicit denial. But neither my heart nor my dick was ready to accept defeat so easily.

The next few days passed without any incident. Nazia kept attending classes but never met me. I also tried to forget and started looking for new virgins.

After 2 weeks, Nazia was found absent. I called her father, who informed me that she was suffering from typhoid fever. This kindled a ray of hope in my mind, so I rushed to her house. I met her, presented her flowers and tagged her to get well soon.

In the next 3 days, I visited her daily and tried to develop intimacy and found her a bit frank. She attended college after 5 days of rest, and we celebrated her recovery in a restaurant. She felt relaxed and confident on the same night we had a special romantic chat on WhatsApp.

She seemed to respond to my gestures of love and sex. For the next two weeks, our chat turned bold. We discussed her sex fantasy and pose preferences. So then came that special day of Dec 2021 when she had to go back to her native village (Jhang city) to spend her holidays.

I offered her my services as a driver, and she agreed. I was so excited as I was going to the heavens as my dream fairy was going with me.

So, I planned to encash the opportunity and arrange a farmhouse near her native city. I managed a remote farmhouse that was on its way to our destination. It was a 3-hour journey by road and a farmhouse located in the vicinity of her main city.

We left Lahore at 8.20 a.m. And reached the farmhouse around 11 a.m. I asked her just to come and sit to take some rest for a while. Upon reaching the room, we got fresh, and I sat next to Nazia on the sofa. I kept my hand on her lap and started chatting.

To my surprise, she didn’t resist, so I kept my head on her shoulders and pretended to be tired. Again, no reaction. So I got confident. She was wearing a nice salwar kameez. Her body fragrance and her shampoo aroma were making a tent in my pants.

My dick was throbbing and crawling inside my pant. I put my lips on her virgin lips. What a great feeling it was. My dream queen was in my lap. I was licking her lips. My tongue was travelling around her mouth and trying to resist her muffled moans.

At the same time, I put one hand under her shirt. Her navel was so sexy, and her belly was so smooth. Her nicely packed boobs were just above my head. I locked my lips around her navel. One hand was under her skin bra where her milk containers were eager to ooze love nectar.

I just pushed the bra upward, and her pinkish-black nipple and golden breast were in my mouth. She started moaning with pleasure. I got the hint that it was time to fuck her. So I picked her in my arms like a doll and put her magnificent body on the bed.

I put my one hand inside her salwar, where to my great surprise, her pussy was freshly shaved. It was waiting for me to go inside. I put my finger on her clitoris and rubbed it for a few minutes. My dick was rock hard, so I pushed my pants down to give relief.

My 6-inch tool was saluting her virgin cherry. She was moaning in joy. But I decided to prepare her cherry before entering her. I put my head between her legs and inserted my tongue on her pink lips. My tongue soon entered her love hole and encircled her clitoris.

Her pussy was oozing love juice, and my dick, too, was hard. So I put her legs on my shoulders and touched her pussy lips with my dick. I started rubbing my tool on her wet pussy, and my one hand was fondling her breast. She was in heaven with joy.

Soon, I pushed my dick into her love hole and in a single mighty push, I entered her. She uttered a loud cry in pain. I held her lips and locked her mouth. I put my tongue inside her mouth. While my dick was in the mouth of her pussy that was bleeding and shivering in pleasure and trance.

I remained in her pussy few seconds, then started jerking slowly. Soon, she started responding, and her ass was jumping to reciprocate my jerks. Her small strokes stimulated me, and I decided to change pose. I asked her to be on fours and put my tool inside her in the doggy style.

She asked me to be fast, and I increased my pace. Soon, we were both discharged. My dick was blood-stained, and her eyes were wet. But the joy was visible on her face as she felt herself a complete woman in herself. We sat there for a while and moved towards our destination.

I dropped her at her native village and returned. After spending the holidays, we met again. We enjoyed a most wonderful experience that will be described in the next part. I will also write the details of fucking Nazia’s younger sister and our adventure of group orgy.

Hope you enjoyed our story. I am very thankful to you for reading it and also thankful to my love, Nazia, who allowed me to share this story on ISS. Your feedback is awaited, as you can e-mail us at [email protected].

Hi and hello to everyone. This is your eroticandhorny back with a fantastic and fabulous imaginary story. This is the third part of the college series. To get clarity, have a look at my previous story.

Coming back to the story.

Section – A

After getting a pleasurable handjob from No 13, Arjun wasn’t yet done. His dick was still erect. Seeing his dick, No 13 smiled and again started to give him handjob. By the time she started to give the handjob, the class was completed and Ramya was posing questions to everyone in a quiz manner. She was explaining the rules of the quiz.

Rules of quiz:-

Everyone will have 10 questions each.
Students are questioned by making pairs of their choice.
Every pair contains a boy and a girl.
Each question should be answered within 10 seconds.
One who loses will be a slave to others.
One with the highest number of correct questions and the least time can pick his/her slave for the next period.

Sarayu got paired with Vikrant (8 inches dick). Arjun got paired with Vedhya (38-34-36). Vinod got paired with Lucky (36D-30-34). And the others were also similarly paired.

As soon as Ramya approached every pair, most of them were only scoring 7/10. When she approached Sarayu and Vikrant, she saw that Sarayu had scored full within 90 seconds. Vedhya scored 9/10 in 88 seconds. Ramya expected less marks from Arjun as he was busy all the time having a handjob. Arjun scored full within 45 seconds and Vinod scored full within 42 seconds.

Arjun: Ramya mam, can I have Vedhya?

Ramya: You can do anything with her.

Arjun: Thank you, mam.

Ramya: No ‘thanks’. It’s your reward from Vedhya for scoring.

Arjun: Hey Vedhya, can you please spread yourself?

Vedhya: Why? Wanna have my pussy?

Arjun: Do as I say.

Vedhya: Ok (by spreading her legs).

Vinod: Mam, can I have you?

Ramya: Yes, why not? But wait for a while.

Vinod: Why mam?

Ramya: Let me give you an assignment.

Vinod: Ok, mam.

Ramya: Everyone complete writing notes for today’s class.

All students: Ok mam.

Vinod: Mam, come quickly.

Ramya: Wait and start notes.

Vinod: If you give me a hot blowjob. I’ll complete the assignment within a while.

Ramya: Ok.

Vinod: Mam, I want to have your ass.

Ramya: Ok, first let me blow you. It will lubricate your dick.

Vinod: Ok mam, please be quick.

Then Ramya started blowing and sucking the dick like a vacuum cleaner. She was sucking like an expert. Vinod was sucking her breasts. To his surprise, he was tasting milk. When he asked about it, Ramya said that each and every teacher and female staff have went through special medication.

After a while, she positioned herself in cowgirl style. While she was riding Vinod’s dick, Vinod was hungrily sucking her tits. He emptied her boobs but hadn’t ejaculated yet. On the other hand, Arjun got angry at losing sex with Ramya because of just 3-second delay.

Arjun was sucking Vedhya’s vagina while rubbing her clitoris. Then Arjun started to insert his dick into Vedhya. He was giving hard and deep thrusts with anger on Vinod inside. Although Vedhya wasn’t a virgin, drops of blood were seen on his dick.

The whole class was doing assignments simultaneously while having sex. Almost every pair was in reverse cowgirl position.

Time was ticking, the assignment came to an end, but not the sex. The bell rang, and Ramya had a break (no class) at this time, so she was continuing sex. As soon as the bell rang, everyone almost stopped after ejaculating. Some stopped before ejaculation. The only couple left was Vinod and Ramya.

As Vinod was having the 4th ejaculation, it was time-consuming. Ramya was used to having sex freely, so she wasn’t bothered.

Then Supriya arrived at the door and was surprised to see Vinod and Ramya having sex in their first class. It surprised her but did not bother her. She had an hourglass structure with fit and round boobs. Her ass was smooth and shining.

Supriya continued her lesson for 15 minutes and then gave an assignment to the students. She reached Ramya and started a conversation.

Supriya: Hey Ramya, did you give him any pills?

Ramya: No, why?

Supriya: I came to know that you were having sex for half an hour.

Ramya: This is his fourth time.

Supriya: What the fucking hell are you saying?! This student had 3 ejaculations and hadn’t yet lost hardness?

Ramya: Do you know who fucked the principal?

Supriya: Is it him?

Ramya: Yes, you are correct. Want to have his dick?

Supriya: Yes, I want to know his skills.

Ramya: Let’s have threesome fun then.

Supriya: Ok. First, let me taste his dick covered with your juices.

Ramya: Please be quick.

Then Supriya started to give blowjob and titjob at the same time. It was followed by an erotic sex as below.

Now, both were standing on either side of Vinod. Supriya from the left side sat on his dick and got up. Ramya from the right side sat after that, and his penis penetrated her.

These movements from Supriya and Ramya were synchronous, one after the other. There was a very strong orgasm building in Vinod. Supriya’s and Ramya’s pussies were wet and warm, and their hot looks increased his orgasm-building intensity further.

They almost did such movements 10 times each. Vinod was lost in such an erotic moment. Vinod was almost grunting, and they both moaned, “Ahhh” His eyes became watery with the sensation he was receiving on his penis. Then he suddenly ejaculated inside Supriya.

Ramya was a slave to Vinod during this period. He ordered Ramya to suck and drink cum from Supriya’s pussy. The immediate action of Ramya shocked Supriya, as she didn’t know about slavery. Then Ramya and Supriya had lesbian sex.

After the lesbian sex, Supriya headed to the board to continue the class. Ramya sat on Vinod with his dick in her. Vinod although had his dick in Ramya, he was attentively listening to Supriya’s class. Ramya slept on him, but Vinod didn’t care about her.

Supriya’s body was shining with all the orgasms and saliva of Ramya. Vinod asked for a french kiss from Supriya. She asked him to come, but he explained that his dick was in Ramya and she slept. Then Supriya headed toward Vinod and started kissing him. His hand was roaming all over her back. After a couple of minutes, they kissed.

End of Part 3

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