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Nazia taking her mouth off my cock looked at me with her face smeared with saliva and cum. Smiling, she said, “Thanks for your compliments, Babuji. I enjoyed sucking you. Are you still interested in sucking milk from me?” Nazia said and rose and stood up, taking her breasts off my thighs.

Bending her upper body forward, Nazia brought her right breast, placing the nipple on my lips and said, “Suck me, Babuji. I don’t mind if you want to be my baby for milk. But I will be glad if you suck me as a lover.”

Looking at her, I couldn’t resist myself and took the nipple in my mouth and sucked it hard. Fresh, warm milk flowed in my mouth from her nipple. I found it tasty but not like cow’s milk. Even though I was not applying any pressure on the nipple hard, milk was flowing rapidly.

I was swallowing down my throat. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Nazia applying pressure with her fingers near the areola. I had fallen prey to this sexy siren. Unknowingly, my hands moved up to her hips and embraced her waist, feeling her tummy skin folds flesh.

Nazia pressed her breast to my mouth, making my head rest on the chair’s backrest. My hands pulled her towards me, holding her warm, curvy hips. She had some tummy flesh around her hips and saw stretch marks showing her childbirth. I caressed her tummy on the stretch mark.

My fingers grazed her navel, and her saree folds were just below that. I tried to push my fingers inside to feel her mound, but the tight petticoat came in the way. I pulled my hand back, and her saree fold, which was tucked below her navel, was pulled out.

Nazia’s saree fell at her feet in a heap, and she was standing in an opened-up blouse and petticoat. Nazia was caressing my hair with one hand was hugging my neck with another while she fed me her milk. As she stopped squeezing her breast, milk flow was getting less.

My lips had to work hard to drain her milk out. I was sure of leaving my teeth marks on her tender breasts skin. My mouth had gulped her breasts as much as possible. My hands moved to her back, caught her ass cheeks and pulled her towards me.

I traced my fingers between her buttocks gap and found she was not wearing panties. I tried to finger her, taking my hand down under and feeling her mound.

“Babuji, touch me, my pussy. Feel how it’s throbbing for your fingers. Why are you touching me on the dress? Take your hand in and touch me naked, Babuji,” Nazia said, moaning.

Did I need an invitation? I lifted her petticoat. I placed my left hand on her left ass cheek, preventing the petticoat from falling. My right hand cupped her pussy mound and found her hairy bush, which was already moist. The bitch was in heat like me, I thought.

The middle finger was sliding along her wet slit, and the tip was trying to locate her door to heaven. Finding her pussy hole, I inserted my middle finger in and rotated all around, finding her slushy inside.

“Oh, fuck, fuck me, Babuji. Push your finger in. See how my pussy is leaking for you, Babuji,” Nazia was blabbering as I finger fucked her. My left hand was moving in her ass crack and touching her anus. I found her ass flesh firm and stiff with no extra flesh, perfect ass she had.

While I was finger fucking Nazia, she had her orgasm, and her juices dripped out like a waterfall wetting my palm. “Babuji, I am cumming. Fuck me more, Babuji,” Nazia screamed and her body shivering as she experienced her orgasm. She had pressed her breasts into my mouth, suffocating me.

I had stopped sucking as there was no milk left for me to suck. We both stood still as Nazia was enjoying her orgasm and my finger inside her. A few seconds later, Nazia took her hands off me and moved back, pulling her nipple from my mouth. Standing, saw my hand inside her petticoat finger still inside her.

Bring her right hand down to her pussy, inserting her finger along with mine. She said, “See Babuji, how your bitch is leaking for you. Don’t you want to fuck me with your lund rather than your finger?” Saying she looked at me seductively.

I pulled my hands from her pussy and ass and tried to pull my briefs up, which was at my knees. Nazia bent, pulling my briefs from my legs, and sat on my lap with her legs on either side of my thighs. Nazia’s petticoat was bunched up around her waist, and her firm buttocks crushed my hairy thighs.

Nazia pressed her mound on my upright cock, sliding her slit on the length of my cock. My cock was wedged between her pussy lips, hugged my neck and pulled my face to her twin treasures. She pressed her breasts flesh onto my cheeks, took my hands, made me hug her back and looked into my eyes.

“You made me cum with your finger. I wonder what that monster will do if he penetrates me, Babuji,” Nazia said, showing my cock.

“You can’t take me, so leave now, Nazia,” I said, trying to push her.

“We started half an hour before, and your lund is still stiff and strong. Abdul would have cum in five minutes, too, if he got hard. You are still hard despite your age. Wonderful,” Nazia said, trying to kiss me.

Avoiding her kiss, I said,” My God, half an hour. Suma should be back. Please go.”

Holding her left breast, Nazia said, “This one is still full of milk. Don’t you want to empty it, Babuji.”

“Your baby may need it. Go and feed your baby. He should be waiting for you,” I said, avoiding as she tried to bring the nipple to my mouth.

“I have first to feed my big baby and satisfy him. Abdul will take care of the other baby. Please suck me, baby,” Nazia said, forcibly thrusting her nipple in my mouth. I had to open my lips to take her rubbery nipple in. I sucked and swallowed warm milk of hers.

Nazia was caressing my forehead like a mother does when the baby is feeding on the milk. I sensed my cock gripped, and in another instant, it was lodged in a warm wet tight enclave. I wondered how the bitch took me inside her so effortlessly that too in this awkward position sitting up.

Taking her nipple from my mouth, I looked down at our union and saw half of my cock embedded in her warm tight pussy. Holding my chin and lifting my face, Nazia said, “I could take only this much sitting like this. On the bed, I can take you inside me fully. Want me to try that Babuji?”

“No, finish me quickly,” I said with frustration. I wanted my release very badly, and that too, before my wife arrived. Nazia, kissing me on the cheek, said, “Yes, Didi may come anytime. We will do it leisurely when she goes out again.” Saying, Nazia began to ride me, jumping up and down on my cock.

Nazia’s breasts were swaying all over her chest as she rode me wildly. Bringing my hands down, cupping her ass cheeks, I was assisting her in riding me. Her pussy was gripping me tightly. She was rotating her hips, my cock stabbing her pussy in an upward direction and trying to feel her all around.

Definitely it was a wild ride from this horny sexy bitch. My fingers which were under my ass, were feeling her pussy juices flowing out non-stop. Her free hair was dancing on her back as she fucked like a bitch in heat. I was sweating, and Nazia’s face was dripping with her sweat.

Nazia looked tired and rested her body on me. Her breasts pressed to my face while she hopped up and down on me. My cock was spearing all around her wet pussy, and her inner muscles were gripping me tightly and trying to milk my cock.

We lost track of the time as Nazia fucked me relentlessly. I admit again that I never encountered this type of woman in my life. On the outside, she looked like a good housewife, but inside, she was one real slut.

“Babuji, fuck, what a cock. Feels like a steel rod is stabbing me. What a man,” Nazia was howling at the top of her voice. I got worried hearing her screaming. I quickly kissed and shut her mouth. Nazia’s eyes widened as I kissed her. She took my tongue and sucked it, sucked my lips.

I could feel her breathing in my mouth, saliva getting exchanged. I never in my life had thought that I would be kissing my driver’s wife so passionately. We both were crushing our lips and sucking each other’s saliva like sex-crazed dogs.

Nazia’s body was not hiding the pleasure she was having from me, and she was giving me double the pleasure. But with my cock embedded in her and stretching her wide. The ability of me to remain undiminished while pleasure coursed through her.

The gaping open pussy flowed and helped her to fuck me down brutally. She had cum several times. The teasing and caressing of her breasts and nipples was building up to a very large release.

“Babuji,” Nazia gasped. “Are you close?” she asked, taking my lips for a brief second as the waves in her body lashed her.

I nodded, with my eyes closed tight. I was concentrating on my impending orgasm. I needed to cum very badly. I didn’t want my wife to come here at this crucial time and miss my orgasm. With my lips kissing, sucking and biting her tender lips and my eyes closed.

My mind focused on the tight hot valley that rammed down on my cockhead. I felt the pleasure surging upward as I concentrated on my pleasure. I moved my hands on her buttocks and changed her angle ever so slightly, ensuring that her sheath slid over my head incessantly.

My hard grip on her ass stretched her wider. The change in angle made the opening of her spread-wide cunt ride on my cock. It was a new angle for her. It touched new places. And even though this new place was more on the outside of the cunt, not on the inside.

The pleasure that the grinding gave was intense; on some strokes, more intense.

“You are damn good!” Nazia hissed. ” We should have fucked earlier!” she sobbed as unexpected tremors built inside her. Hearing her use a word like ‘FUCK’ and her begging for pleasure helped me.

I felt my cock expand to impossible new proportions. It made the fucking harder for both of us, but only briefly. “Argh!” I growled as I held her ass tight in my hands and pumped her down and up on me. I started to shoot up into her. The pleasure was a crescendo of grunts, noises and squelches in my ears.

Nazia rose as usual to bounce on my cock. It was the wrong moment. My hands flew from her ass to her shoulders and pushed her down. The cunt was plastered to the cock as I released more semen into her. I threw my thighs up to make her rise a bit. And I dropped her down. Nazia let me take over her movements.

Clearly, I knew more. She noticed when I let her down and when I lifted her off. Her mind linked it to the pulsations she felt from the thick pillar embedded in her. She was noting which stroke maximized his pleasure and which stroke caused the maximum surge in semen.

My fingers, as they gripped her ass, were perilously close to her anus. God forbid! But even that gave her pleasure. In fact, everywhere, anyhow, that they were in contact, both of them seemed to be one mass of sensitive erotic touch points.

I felt my foreskin pull back and the cockhead swell. It entered her womb when her ass was plush against my pubis. In this extended position, my cock was deep, with its head at the mouth of her womb. Any shots of sperm were bound to splash deep in her womb.

I groaned from intense pleasure and also groaned in frustration. I wanted my pleasure so much. There was no way I could act on my fears about her pregnancy. I bit, gnawed at her soft lips. Nazia ground her hips round and round on my cock.

Both bodies shuddered incessantly, enjoying the aftermath orgasm. As my cock receded into small jerks and convulsions, my hand left her ass and roamed her back, caressing her. My thumb ran down her spine, rubbing her down, and she felt new waves of shivers, which seemed to make her flow some more.

She smothered my face and forehead in a flood of small kisses. We gripped each other tightly, enjoying the bonding, the comfort and the union of our bodies like only sexual passion could bring.

“Oh my god!” she said loudly, marvelling at the intensity. “Oh my god, it is incredible, Babuji!” she shuddered, feeling the copious cum clogging her and squelching out and down. “Oh my dear god!” she ached as she felt his fingers massage her in the strangest of places, and her body responded.

It subsided. The orgasm ran its course as we both gripped, clawed and held each other. The fog of pleasure lifted from her brain not a moment too soon. As sanity returned, I heard my wife’s car horn blazing, and I was terrified.

“Suma is back. Please get up and leave now,” I begged her.

“Relax, Babuji. Didi takes at least 10 minutes to park the car and bring the groceries inside. I can feel your lund throbbing inside me. Let me enjoy the feeling for a few more moments. I hope you are satisfied with me, but I enjoyed it thoroughly,” Nazia said, kissing my chin.

We both had cum a lot. Our juices were overflowing from her pussy, down her thighs and to my chair. I knew my chair’s leather cushion was spoiled and needed to clean it quickly before my wife noticed it.

“Yes, I too enjoyed it. Now, please get up and leave,” I said with urgency in my voice.

Abruptly Nazia rose from my lap, the slick and my receding cock plopping out from her cunt. She was unmindful that I was still spewing in small dribbles. She pulled down her blouse flaps over her boobs- now wet with my saliva and hooked up her blouse.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, and beads of perspiration on her upper lip looked like small bubbles. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and looked at me seductively. The petticoat was down, covering her modesty.

“Remove the hair from your bottom, Nazia,” I said, looking at her crotch. It was getting damp as her petticoat came in contact with her wet pubic hair.

“Huh! What? You want me to shave or trim it, Babuji,” Nazia said, pressing the petticoat near the crotch, wiping the excess juices from her lips, making the petticoat wetter.

“Shaving is risky. I will get you a new trimmer, and you can do it yourself,” I said. Nazia was wrapping her saree across her waist, tucking the saree folds near her navel. She threw the pallu over her shoulders, thus covering her wet blouse.

Nazia, bending, licked my cock clean off our combined juices. She wiped it using the edge of her pallu. Holding the cock, she kissed my foreskin, which was now covering the head as my cock had shrunk. I saw her taking my briefs from the floor, inserting my feet in, and pulling it up.

I stood up from the chair as Nazia brought the briefs over my ass, covering my wet cock. I took the lungi from the chair and wrapped it across my tummy. We both were presentable now, but the room was smelling of sex. I needed to spray perfume before my wife noticed.

Nazia hugged me and started to cry, placing her face on my chest. Holding her chin and lifting her head off my chest, I said, “Why are you crying now? I already told you that Abdul can come back to work.”

“No, Sirji, I know you will take my husband back to work. I am angry at myself for making my life miserable with my immaturity and foolishness while doing my P.G,” Nazia said, sobbing.

“What, you have done post-graduation, then why did you marry Abdul? He is much older than you,” I asked, hearing her.

“It’s a long story, Sir. I want to share my story with whom I can trust. I was in a relationship with one of my professors while studying First-year P.G., and I got pregnant. My dad came to know about us and threatened to kill my lover if I didn’t stop seeing him.”

Nazia said, “He quickly arranged my marriage with Abdul, who is 15 years older than me. His wife had eloped with a neighbour boy, and I was the scapegoat for that impotent fellow. The baby is not his, as people think. My Abbu said that he would kill all three of us if I deserted Abdul and went with Madhan, my professor,” Nazia said in her story, still weeping.

My Goodness, Nazia was an educated girl and suffering because of her past, I thought. I heard the main door opening and said, “Suma is back. Leave now, and we will talk later.”

Nazia, wiping the tears with the back of her hand, said, “You are the second man in my life, Sir. Abdul is impotent and unable to have sex. No matter how much I try, he doesn’t get hard. Looks like God is making me see hell on earth for my misdeeds.”

And Nazia walked out of the room without turning back. I slumped on the chair, my head spinning, not able to digest what I just heard.

Continued in the next part.

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Hello doston, mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le, ki main aapki hot Bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar aap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

Main 35 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati “Ghosh Babu” meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere stanno ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni kahani ka agla part.

Pichle parts mein aapne padha, kaise main Naresh ke sath club gayi, aur cabin mein Naresh aur meri chudai shuru hui. Naresh bade maze se mujhe chod raha tha, aur main bhi uspe uchal-uchal kar chud rahi thi.

Tabhi achanak Naresh ka maal nikal gaya. Main ye dekh kar hairan ho gayi, kyunki mera abhi hona baaki tha. Ab aage badhte hai-

Mujhe Naresh par bahut gussa aaya, aur maine Naresh ke muh par ek thappad jadd diya. Thappad padne par Naresh hairan ho gaya, aur meri taraf dekh kar bola-

Naresh: Kya hua baby?

Main: Bhaad mein gayi baby, chutiye. Gaadi mein to badi deenge haank raha tha, ye kar doonga woh kar doonga. Aur yaha to tere lund ne beech mein hi dum tod diya. Ab main kya karu? Is chut ki aag kon bujhayega? Hatt saala, chutiya.

Aur ye bol kar main uske upar se utar gayi. Itni beizzati sun kar woh sharminda ho gaya, aur mujhse maafi maangne laga. Main uski koi bhi baat sunna nahi chaahti thi, aur maine apne kapde pehanne shuru kar diye.

Fir jaise hi main room se baahar aayi, to maine stage par ladkiyon ko pole dance karte dekha. Kafi mard un ladkiyon ko dekh kar apna lund sehla rahe the.

Meri chut to pehle se hi garam thi. Maine socha kyun na yahi par kisi aadmi se apni chut ki aag bujhwa li jaye. Ye soch kar main seedhe stage ki taraf chali gayi. Fir main stage par chadh gayi. Mujhe dekhte hi kayi mard hooting karne lage.

Fir maine dance karna shuru kiya. Neeche khade mard mujhe apne kapde utaarne ke liye bol rahe the. Sabse pehle maine apni top utari, aur un sab ko bra mein kasse hue apne bade-bade chooche dikhaye.

Mere bade-bade choochon ko dekh kar mardon ne seetiyan maarni shuru kar di. Fir maine peeche hath kiye, aur apni bra utaar kar unhi mardon ke upar stage par se fenk di. Woh sab meri bra pakadne ke liye aapas mein dhakka-mukki karne lage.

Fir maine apne dono choochon ko hatho mein liya, aur aankh maar kar sab ko chooche masal kar dikhane lagi. Main pole ke paas gayi, aur pole ko apne choochon mein leke upar-neeche hone lagi, jaise boobjob de rahi hu.

Ye karte-karte maine badi kamukta bhari nazron se apne deewane mardon ko dekha. Kuch log to ye scene dekh kar stage par chadhne ki koshish karne lage, lekin waha khade bouncers ne unko roka. Apne liye itni deewangi dekh kar dil garden-garden ho gaya.

Ab main sabki taraf dekhte hue apni jeans ka button kholne lagi. Sab mard bhookhe bhediyon ki tarah meri taraf hi taktaki lagaye dekh rahe the.

Maine apni jeans ka button khola, aur fir zip neeche ki. Mere har ek movement se sabki nazre move kar rahi thi. Ab main apni jeans neeche kar rahi thi, aur sab ke muh khulne shuru ho gaye the. Main jaan-boojh kar ghoom gayi, aur apni gaand sab logon ki taraf kar di.

Fir neeche hote hue main apni jeans utaarne lagi, aur utaarte-utaarte main poori neeche jhuk gayi. Ab sab logon ko panty mein fassi hui meri gaand nazar aa rahi thi. Peeche se panty mere chootadon mein fassi hui thi.

Jeans utaarne ke baad main firse seedhi sab ke saamne muh karke khadi ho gayi. Ab main sirf panty mein thi. Neeche se awaaze aane lagi-

Awaaz: Kitne mein degi tu? Mere sath aaja.

Main ye sun kar khush ho gayi. Maine socha ab mera kaam ho gaya. Ab meri chut shant karne ke liye mujhe koi na koi mil hi jayega. Ye soch kar maine waha se baahar jaane ki sochi. Lekin jaane se pehle main sab ko tang karna chaahti thi. Main fir se ghoom gayi, aur apni gaand sab ke saamne kar di.

Sab ke dilo ki dhadkan badh gayi, ki ye aurat ab apni panty utaaregi. Maine apne hath upar hawa mein kar liye. Fir dheere-dheere kisi heroine ki tarah hath kamar par leke aayi. Fir maine panty ke elastic mein apne angoothe daale, aur usko neeche karne lagi.

Sab log ek-dum shant ho gaye the, aur sannata ho gaya. Fir maine panty dheere-dheere neeche karni shuru ki. Jaise hi panty gaand ke cheer tak pahunchi, maine ek hi jhatke mein panty upar kar li, aur gaand matkaate hue back stage aa gayi. Fir maine apne kapde pehne, aur club ke baahar aa gayi.

Jaise hi main baahar aayi mere saamne ek gaadi aake khadi ho gayi. Us gaadi mein peeche ki seat par ek 29-30 saal ka jawan mard baitha tha. Usne formal shirt aur pant pehan rakhi thi. Dekhne mein koi corporate type banda lag raha tha. Usne meri taraf dekha, aur bola-

Woh ladka: Gaadi mein baitho.

Main uski ye baat sun kar sochne lag gayi. Mujhe sochte dekh kar woh bola-

Woh ladka: Jaaneman tension na lo. Main tumhe kisi bhi aur se zyada paise aur maza dono doonga.

Uski ye baat sun kar main khush ho gayi, aur gaadi mein jaake uske sath baith gayi. Gaadi mein baithne ke baad usne apna hath aage badhaya, aur bola-

Woh ladka: Mera naam Raman Bhalla hai.

Main: Main Nikita Ghosh.

Raman: Nice to meet you, Nikita. Nikita tum bahut sexy ho. Maine tumhara performance dekha andar. Kamaal ka tha. Tumne to saare mardon ke rongte khade kar diye the.

Raman 6-foot height ka lamba-chauda aadmi tha. Uski body poori shape mein thi, jisko dekh kar pata lag raha tha ki woh regular gym jata tha. Koi bhi ladki usko dekh kar pehli baar mein fida ho jaye, itna sexy mard tha woh. Uski deel-daul bata rahi thi, ki kitne tagde lund ka maalik hoga woh.

Fir main boli: Mujhe ache se pata hai ki mardon ki kamzori kya hai, aur unko khush kaise karna hai.

Raman: To fir aaj mujhe khush kar dijiye.

Main: Zaroor karungi. Bas aapke usme dum hona chahiye.

Raman muskuraya aur bola: Dum to aapko pata chal hi jayega. Formal kapdon mein dekh kar ye na samajhiye ki main shareef banda hu. Animal hu animal.

Main: I like animals.

Fir Raman apne driver ko gaadi chalane ke liye bolta hai.

Iske aage kya hua ye aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.

Hello everyone, this is Haritha again. I am 40 years old with stats of 36-30-36. A mom for two horny children. Thank you for reading my series of sexual adventures that I had with my son and neighbour. Also, for the love you showed reading my daughter’s experiences.

Just wanted to give you a teaser about my daughter. She is studying her second year of engineering and had the stats of 34-28-32. You read how she lost her virginity to her bf Abhay. He introduced her to the pleasure of gangbang by fucking her with his village friends. I read these all from her diary.

It was Thursday, and it’s been raining heavily since morning. Evening around 4 o’clock, my daughter came to me. She informed me that she was going out with her friends to a party and would be late at night. I was having little doubt and suspicion about where she was going.

I went to my son’s room and found him playing PubG. I sat beside him while he was playing with his friends. I asked him to mute himself and asked him if he knew where Sneha was going tonight. Shyam said that he, too, doesn’t have any idea.

While I was about to leave, he asked me to blow him as he was worried about the game. I looked at him with a smile and knelt in front of him. I pulled my saree pallu and saw that his dick was hard, looking at my deep cleavage. I removed the hooks of my blouse and pulled his dick out, lowering his shorts.

I rubbed his dick tip at the centre of my cleavage and pushed it into the gap between my boobs. Shyam started to moan. I removed one more hook and had his dick between my cleavage while I licked his dick tip with my tongue. He was so excited, and precum started to ooze from his dick.

I licked the drop and then removed my blouse. I took his dick in my hand and rubbed his dick tip on my nipples which were hard by then. I tapped them with his dick and hit them. I poked my nipples with his dick tip and spit saliva on his dick.

I placed my son’s dick between my boobs and started to give a blowjob. I was licking his dick tip as it reached my mouth. Shyam got so excited that he laid back on the bed and allowed me to do the titfuck. I did it, but still, my hands and boobs ached.

I raised my saree and sat on his dick. I caught his dick and rubbed it on my pussy lips which were wet and leaking. Shyam tried to raise his ass off the bed and put his dick in my pussy. But I raised high and teased him. He made a sad face, and then I sat on his dick with a moan.

Shyam, too, moaned along with me as I tightened my muscles while I sat on it. I had my hands over my boobs, pressing them. I sucked my nipples while Shyam placed his hands over my ass and made me fall on his dick with force. We were fucking while my daughter was getting ready in her room.

I fell over my son and kissed his mouth while he fucked me from below. I asked him to fuck me like a bitch I am to him. While he pulled my hair and bit my nipples, I came on his dick. I was panting over him while he stopped fucking me and slowly made me lie beside him.

He then came over to me and had his dick in my mouth. I swallowed his dick and started to suck my juices from it. He moaned as I massaged his balls while he fucked my mouth. He fucked my mouth for a few minutes and asked me where is my daughter.

I told him she was in her room. He then asked me to follow him and took me to my daughter’s room. He pushed me down before her door and started to fuck me in doggy style. I had to place my hand over my mouth to stop myself from moaning loudly.

Every stroke that he gave me was making a sound as his balls were hitting my ass. He was slapping my ass as well. I was begging him to stop and take me to his room, but he didn’t listen. He then asked me to stand. Once I was on my legs, he raised my saree and entered me from the front.

He fucked me while sucking my boobs. I wanted to moan and ask him to fuck me harder. But I couldn’t, as my daughter would listen to them. I was enjoying it, too, and my pussy couldn’t hold any longer. I came on his dick for the second time.

Shyam was not yet done. He turned me and made me bend forward, taking the support of the wall. He then fucked me in that position till he filled my pussy with his warm juices. I was tired but loved that adventure of getting fucked outside my daughter’s room.

After that, in the evening, I told my husband that I would wait for Sneha to return. I sat on the sofa in the hall, and at around 11:30 PM, I saw a car dropping Sneha at home. She left at 6 and came back at 11:30. When I opened the door, I could smell alcohol and cum smell all over her.

I also noticed a few cum drops on her hair. When I looked at the car, it was Abhay who dropped her. He was still waiting for her to enter the house. Once, she went to her room. I went to the gate to lock it, and Abhay was still there. I went near him and asked him what had happened.

He smiled a wicked smile and said, “Your daughter is a slut, just like you are. Go and check how her body is used today, bitch.” He left after saying that. I went into the home and waited for some time. After 45 minutes, I entered Sneha’s room and found her in deep sleep.

She was in her T-shirt and just panty below. I went near her and raised her t-shirt about. I found bite marks all over her navel. I touched and caressed it. I raised it to her neck and found a few more marks all over her boobs. Her nipples were still hard, and I can guess that they bit them as well.

Looking at her firm boobs turned me on. I placed my fingers on her nipples and rubbed her nipples with my finger and heard her moan. I went near them and sucked her nipples gently. Sneha moaned. I was not in my right mind as I changed from one boob to another and sucked them.

I noticed her moving and then left her room and went back to mine. I don’t know why I did. As a mother, I should not do that. Still, I liked her boobs and wished I could play with them.

I will tell you what happened next. Did I succeed or not in the next part? Don’t forget to tell me how you feel at [email protected]. Bye.

Hello again to all bastards and bitches! My heartfelt apologies for coming late with this new part. I have tried my best to keep this part as arousing and ecstatic as possible. Also, I have introduced one of my female readers Anushka as the main character along with John as she requested for such a fantasy. Hope this makes your cocks and pussies wet.

Here you go!

That night, the Maths teacher John could barely find his student Riya. He called her multiple times on her phone but it went unanswered. He was frustrated but had no idea that Riya had the fun of her life with Maya. The party was almost over with a few people around. John was convinced that Riya had ditched him and left. He grabbed his drink and started walking toward the hotel room. He was very frustrated and just wanted to forget the night with a good drink.

It was around 12:30 am. There were very few staff available. He walked through the assembly area to the reception desk. There he saw a beautiful lady standing at the reception. She must be in her mid-20s with a decent figure and was of wheatish complexion. She had long black hair and a smiling face. He went closer to the reception desk and asked.

John: Hi, I am staying at room no.416. Can I order a hard drink from here?

Receptionist: Sir, the kitchen is closed. You can still order water or coke.

John: Ohh, I would need whiskey rather.

Receptionist: Sorry sir, the bar is closed now. That won’t be available to order.

John: Okay. sorry, what’s your name?

Receptionist: My name is Anushka.

John: Anushka, I am ready to pay a good tip. It has been a rough day for me. I need at least 60 ml of whiskey to get me going. It’s a request, please.

Anushka: Sir, I understand but it’s just that the bar is closed now and therefore we can’t deliver.

John: What if I give you a good tip? Like a really good one.

Anushka (smiled playfully): That would still be not possible.

John: Okay, here is the deal. You get me a bottle of Jack Daniels and I’ll pay you the same amount as tip.

Anushka couldn’t believe it. It was a bit risky to serve alcohol after the regular hours. However, she knew that she could easily get it delivered. She was not expecting John to offer her such a heavy tip.

Anushka looked around and replied: I would get it delivered to you in your room. Please keep the payment ready. Also, I am adding this to your dinner bill, so please don’t mention this to anyone.

John: Sure, no problem.

Then John went to his room and sat on his chair. He took out a cigarette and began to smoke. A message flashed on his phone. It was Riya. It read that she had reached home with a sorry emoji and a pic of her sore nipples.

John had a smile. He did not expect this from Riya. Then he got up from his chair and extinguished his cigarette. He had an immediate turn-on and his hands reached onto his zip to free his cock. It was getting hard, the picture that Riya shared was doing its magic. It was a very hot picture of Riya laying on the bed with sore nipples and bite marks all over.

He didn’t care to ask about the bite marks as he thought they belonged to him from the session they had in the evening. Then Suddenly he heard the sound of his doorbell. John quickly adjusted his cock in the underwear and zipped his pants. Though the bulge was still evident, he took out his shirt which was earlier tucked in to cover his erection.

John quickly opened the door and there stood Anushka with a smile. Maybe it was the after-effect of the nude pic shared by Riya, but Anushka was looking ravishing. She wore a formal stretch skirt suit which was red in color and the shirt she wore was white. She had her hair open and the scent of the perfume she used was magical. The bottle of Jack Daniels she brought as requested by John.

Anushka: Here is your bottle, sir.

John: Thanks, call me ‘John’. How much for the whiskey?

Anushka: Sir it’s 5999 plus VAT. Please don’t forget my tip as well. I’ll be adding this cheque to your dinner bill.

John: You are such a smart girl. Give me your number and let me make the payment.

Anushka shared her number and John transferred her the payment for the whiskey plus her tip for delivering it to him.

John: Would you mind having a drink with me?

Anushka: No sir, I need to be at the reception.

John: Just one for my company. I won’t insist, but one drink and a small talk is all that I want.

John was an attractive man and Anushka was tired of her long shift. She knew there was hardly anyone at this hour to check on her availability at the reception desk and free drinks were a tempting offer.

Anushka: Sure, but just one.

Soon the drinks started, and the one turned into two, three, and four. Both were feeling tipsy and were having the best conversation they could have.

John: You seem to be very young and eloquent. What did you study?

Anushka: I am still studying. I do this as my part-time job only on weekends.

John: Ohh, okay. Where are you from?

Anushka: I am from the eastern part of the country.

John: You are so beautiful!

Anushka (giggles): I think you are getting a little high now.

John: No, I am being serious!

Anushka: What did you like in me?

John: Your face, your hair, your curves, all of it.

Anushka laughed, she did not imagine having this conversation with a guest in the hotel. John smiled, he knew he had his chances now. He took the glass from Anushka and kept it on the table. Then he brought her face close to his and kissed her on her lips.

As Anushka and John made eye contact, she nodded in affirmation and opened her lips for him to explore further. She was trembling while John continued kissing. His hands surveyed her body and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. In no time, his magical palms were fondling her boobs over the bra while he continued to restlessly kiss her.

Anushka was in full mood and was responding to John. She opened her mouth as the kiss deepened, the tip of his tongue exploring hers. His hand slid up from her breast to her neck and shoulder. With a slow and gentle tug, he unbuttoned her bra, exposing the receptionist girl’s 36D breasts.

His hands roamed over her breasts again circling her nipples. John gently pinched and twisted her nipples until they were even more erect. Then he bent down to place a nipple in his mouth, flicking his tongue and sucking the hard tip. Anushka was now moaning with pleasure.

After a moment, he straightened his hands sliding to her hips and around to her ass. He felt for the zipper of her tight skirt and began to pull it downward. The rational part of Anushka’s mind told her to stop him. She could lose her job for real if anyone walked in on them. But her desire, her need, was overpowering and demanded satisfaction. Her skirt fell onto the floor.

Anushka (trying to stop John): Mmhmm, stop! I need to go. I may lose my job if someone sees me here.

John (without bothering to even reply to her): Mhmm, nice panty babe. I think you need to take it off.

Anushka: No no no. I can’t be doing this here. What if someone sees me here?

John: Shhh! Open your panty and give it to me.

Anushka: What! Are you even listening to me?

John: Your panty baby. That black panty you are wearing right now.

With a sudden fervor, he pushed her back against the couch and kissed her again. His one hand continued to squeeze her boobs while his other hand continued to explore between her legs. His fingers snaked beneath her black panty and stroked her clit. Anushka moaned loudly as she felt a finger slip inside her. She moved her knees further apart to take him deeper.

John whispered in her ears with a lot of lust in his voice: Take that panty off now.

Anushka who was too turned on by then with everything John had been doing and started getting off her panty reluctantly. She was red in shame. As she took it off, John grabbed it from her hands and sniffed it. “Umm, delicious”, he smirked as he said that. “This will remind me of you.”

He then lubricated the hot receptionist girl’s clit and continued to stroke her, occasionally pushing two fingers into her wet pussy. Anushka’s body was responding in tune with his strokes, her soft moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room.

John and Anushka were engaged in the perfect foreplay. His fingers were moving in and out of her vagina like a piston. Anushka by now had ditched her bra. She had her eyes closed while she moaned loudly and her nipples were rock hard.

John continued the nipple play of sucking her one boob and squeezing the other while his fingers continued to finger fuck her pussy. She laid back on the couch with her eyes closed and her legs spread to give John complete access to her vagina.

Anushka (her eyes still closed and still moaning): Ahhh Fuck..This is so hot. You’re amazing!

John teased: Haha… and you were worried about someone finding out you were spending the night here.

Anushka then opened her eyes. She saw how John made her pussy look like a leaking tap. Then she came forward and began pushing John on the couch until he was lying down. She could see the erection he had in his pants. Then she started undoing his belt and John quickly removed his trousers and underwear. Anushka grabbed his cock by the base and took the head of his cock in her mouth.

Anushka looked into John’s eyes and moaned as she licked the tip: Mmmm..This is so big and thick.

She continued sucking him deep while she looked into his eyes. Anushka would occasionally pull him closer so that she could swallow the entire dick.

After 10 minutes of sucking, she pulled her mouth off his cock and licked his entire length without breaking the eye contact. She covered his cock with her spit, started sucking his cock again, and used her hand to make up for what she couldn’t fit.

John: Anushka, fuck bitch! Mhmmm..that feels so good.

Anuska took John’s cock out of her mouth and licked down to his balls. Then she started stroking him faster while her tongue took long, slow licks.

John grunted: Ahh bitch, I’m not going to be able to hold my cum if you continue to suck me.

Anushka’s tongue felt incredible on his balls. She continued stroking him. As Anushka continued to suck him, he poured another peg for himself and Anushka and placed it on the coffee table nearby.

John took a sip while Anushka continued to suck him hard and sighed: “Ah fuck, this is outstanding baby. My cock is now desperate to get inside you.”

As John sensed that he was about to cum, he quickly pulled back his dick from her mouth. Then he leaned forward and kissed Anushka on her lips and gave her right boobs a big squeeze. Anushka got up and took a sip of her whiskey. She then came closer to John and grabbed his ass cheeks.

Anushka: Fuck me! Do you have a condom?

John: Yes, I do. But would you mind letting my dick feel your wet pussy?

Anushka knew what John meant but she asked: What do you mean?

John licked her neck and collarbone and nibbled her earlobes.

John whispered in her ears: I meant, can I fuck you without a condom?

Anushka had her eyes closed. She bit her lips and said in a low voice: Yes. I want to be your slut for tonight.

John guided Anushka to the edge of the bed and made her sit in doggy style. She positioned herself perfectly and removed the pillows to give John better access from behind. John then squeezed her boobs roughly and slapped her ass cheeks.

Anushka: Uhmm… that was wild! Fuck me now, please!

John slowly began inserting his dick inside the horny receptionist’s vagina which was already wet and dripping by then. As soon as he entered her, Anushka let out a loud moan. She clenched her hands and grabbed the sheet while her moans were louder than ever. John’s continuous boobs play had made them red and Anushka was now hornier than ever.

John: Can you chew my underwear, baby, while we have sex? I want to wear your saliva-laden underwear for tomorrow.

Anushka: Eww! You are so kinky. But I don’t think I can say no to you for anything tonight.

Then Anushka took the underwear that was kept on the side of the bed. She sniffed it once and felt the smell of John’s cum and sweat. She sniffed it deep and closed her eyes and began chewing and sucking it.

John continued driving into her with full thrusts for another 20 minutes. Anushka was panting in pleasure and pain. Then John took his dick out and brought his nose closer to her butt hole and began sniffing it. Anushka took her head up as she felt his breath near her ass hole.

Anushka: What happened?

John: Nothing, I am in awe of this beautiful piece of ass.

Anushka: You like it?

John: Let me show you how much I like it.

Saying this, he stretched her ass cheeks and licked her ass hole.

Anushka: Ahhh.

John continued to lick her ass hole and made it completely wet. He then took his tongue and began inserting it inside her butt hole. Soon, his entire tongue was inside her ass. Once it was in, John began encircling the inside of her ass with her tongue.

Anushka: Gosh, I have never experienced that. I am cumming.

John continued to tongue fuck her ass for another 5 minutes. He liked the taste of her ass. John then took his middle finger and slowly inserted it into her already-wet vagina.

Anushka: Please put your cock inside my pussy. I want it there.

John: Mhmm… you are going to love this, baby.

He then took his finger out from her vagina and started rubbing his finger around her ass hole. Then slowly he worked his finger inside her butthole.

Anushka: No no no. Not there!

John did not waste a split second and guided his dick inside her already leaking pussy. Now Anushka had her ass finger-fucked while her pussy was filled with John’s cock. His right hand was still fondling and squeezing her boobs. Soon, Anushka began to experience another wave of orgasm.

Anushka yelled in sexual ecstasy: Oh God, yes! I am going to cum again. I am going to cum all over you.

She continued moaning loudly: Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cum inside me. Fill me up. I want to feel you explode in me.

Soon, she let out a deep, guttural moan, “I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Don’t stop.” Her pussy squeezed John’s cock as she came all over him.

John: Ahhh, You just squeezed my cock so hard.

He grabbed her thighs tighter and began thrusting his cock as deep as he could. Anushka could sense the orgasm building within John so she continued to move rhythmically to John’s thrusts.

John: Ahhh, Baby, I am going to cum now.

Anushka grabbed John’s ass and pulled him toward her. She said in a deep sensual voice –

Anushka: Fill me, baby, fill your sperm inside my vagina. I want every drop of your thick jizz in my pussy.

Soon, John unloaded his cum inside the receptionist girl’s vagina. Anushka could sense the hot cum flowing through her vagina and filling her cunt.

Anushka: Baby, seems like you just unloaded your balls inside me. My vagina is full of your cum. I’ll get pills tomorrow when I’ll leave.

John collapsed on top of her. He took his finger out of her ass and started licking it. The taste of her was driving him crazy and buried his face in her boobs. They both enjoyed sex and lay there for a while and then decided to shower.

As Anushka was about to get dressed up, John asked, “Babe, Can you please give me your panty as a souvenir?”

Anushka nibbled on John’s nipple and said, “Only if we exchange our numbers.”

They both laughed and exchanged their numbers. Anushka bent down and removed her panty. Then she kissed John again, this time on his lips before she left. She hurried her way through the passage towards the reception.

She had decided that she would lie to her colleagues that she was unwell and was taking rest in the medical room for hotel staff. John wore his underwear that Anushka chewed and his cock was again covered with her saliva. He lay on the bed while sniffing her panty and no time fell asleep. They both were happy with how the night unfolded for them.

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Thank you everyone for liking the previous 5 parts of the series “The Maths Teacher” and I hope this part will also continue to make the undies of all my readers wet. Please feel free to share your feedback on [email protected]

Hi friends, ye meri pehli kahani hai is site pe. Mera naam Aswin hai, aur age 26 hai. Main Bhubaneswar Odisha se hu. Aaj tak is site mein bahut sari kahaniyan padhi hai maine, aur ye meri life mein ghata hua kissa batane jaa raha hu.

Is kahani mein, kaise maine ek lecturer ko 4 din choda, wo batane jaa raha hu. Wo ek college lecturer thi 30 saal ki. Ek shaadi-shuda aurat, jise maine 4 din continuously kaise choda, wo detail likh raha hu.

Wo pehla lockdown tha. Us waqt mere paas mein ek married couple rehta tha. Uski wo doosri shaadi thi. Uske husband thode aged the. Uske husband pehle lockdown ke pehle Dubai jaake waha fass gaye the. Tab se wo ghar pe akeli rehti thi.

Lockdown ke time mein agar koi help chahiye ho ya kuch problem ho to koi help nahi karta tha. Tab ki wo situation waisi thi, aur tabhi usse meri pehchan hui, aur usne apna number diya. ‘Kuch bhi chahiye ho bina jhijak ke bolna’, bol ke hamari kahani shuru hui.

Uski khoobsurti se pagal ho raha tha main. Uske badan se ek nahse si khushbu aati thi. Hamesha uska bagal bheega hota tha paseene se. Ek baar paani ka jar urgent bolne se leke gaya tha. Jab main paani ka jar adjust kar raha tha, wo mere paas aake paas ki shelf se kuch nikaalne ki try kar rahi thi. Tab uski bagal ki nashe si khushbu ne mujhe pagal kar diya tha. Uff, bahut hi nashe si thi uski khushbu.

Main apne aap ko sambhal nahi paaya. Mujhe bagal ki khushbu se kuch-kuch hone lagta hai. Jaise bhi ho, maine use kuch bhi karke jam kar chodne ka mann bana liya. Uska face bahut hi khoobsurat tha, aur uski badan bhi. Raat ko us subha ke baare mein sochte hue main ache mood mein tha. Fir suddenly message aaya “Hi” keh ke.

She: Kya kar rahe ho?

Me: Kuch nahi, ek scene imagine kar raha tha.

She: Kya hai wo?

Me: Ek lady ke badan ka khushbu soonghi. Use soch ke mood bana raha hu.

She: Oh ho, main jitna seedha sochti thi, utne nahi ho.

Me: Kaha seedha rehna chahiye, aur kaha tedha hoke wild hona hai, jaanta hu.

She: Ahhhh, ache mood mein ho, kya baat hai?

Me: Kuch nahi, bahut din se sex aur romance ka nasha chadha jaa raha hai.

She (shock wala emoji bhej ke):  Ohh aisa hai?

Me: Tumhe manzoor ho to mujhe tumhe chodna hai (maine direct bol diya).

She: Wo mujhe pata hai. Tum meri bagal ko soongho isiliye maine waisa kiya tha, aur main ye bhi jaanti hu ki tum mujhe jam kar chodna chaahte ho.

Main shock hoke usse bola: Ek chance dedo fir.

She: Tumhe pehle jaan ke, safe rahega ya nahi dekh ke aage badhungi sochi thi. Aur aaj bol diya tumhe.

Aisi bahut chat hai aur. Tab se hamara sex chat shuru ho gaya. Video calls mein hum gande tareeko se baatein karte the. Use bhi tadpa raha tha, jisse ki hamari chudai yadgaar ho jaye. Hum dono sex chat, calls aur video calls mein sex ke bhookhe jaise bahut hi gandi galiyan karte the.

Sexting mein use porn gif bhejta tha. Pussy licking, 69, riding, missionary, face sitting, har tarah ke gif bhej ke mood bana raha tha uska. Kuch dino baad wo call karke boli-

She: Ab mere se aur nahi raha jaa raha hai. Ab aake meri chut ko jam kar chodo. Kapde pack karke aa jao. Kuch din mere yaha ruk jao. Tera lund mere ko poora chahiye.

Ye sun ke main khushi se uchal pada. Jaake dekha to wo black color ke blouse aur red saree mein thi. Wahi pe uski saree utha ke chodne ka mann kiya, lekin khud ko control kar liya. Jaha jaise rehna chahiye waise rehna hoga soch ke ruk gaya. Uski bra ki strap dikh rahi thi, to sahi karne ka ishara diya maine.

“Tum waise bhi phaad doge ise”, bol ke wo mere pe chadh gayi, aur apne hontho ko mere hontho se laga liya. Wo lip kiss jaisa nahi tha, honth aur jeebh ke beech yudh jaisa chalte hue hum kaat rahe the. Itne wild hoke ek-doosre ko kaat rahe the, lekin hame koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Tabhi wo apne hath ko upar karke bagal dikhate hue boli-

She: Tumhe yahi pasand tha na? Aa chaat le ise. Mujhe foreplay aur oral dono chahiye (moaning voice mein boli).

Uske hath ko waise upar rakh ke uski bagal ke paas jaake main soonghne laga. Uska blouse poora paseene se bheega tha. Uski smell bahut hi wild aur rough thi. Mujhe mood badh gaya, aur use wahi sofe pe dhakka de diya.

Uska blouse pakad ke ek baar mein kheench ke phaad diya, aur uski bagal ko soonghte hue chaat raha tha. Mera aisa karna use bhi acha lag raha tha. Bra ke upar se uske boobs ko kaat raha tha. “Ise bhi phaad de”, bol ke wo siskariyan le rahi thi.

Uski bra ko bhi ek baar mein kheench liya, aur uski choochiyon ko choos ke kaatne laga. Wo sikariyan leti hui boli-

She: Itni garmi kyun hai tere mein? Aaj meri chut ki jam kar chod ke suja dega tu lag raha hai.

Choochiyon ko ache se choos ke, firse honth se honth laga ke kaat ke choos rahe the. Uske baad uski panty ke upar se chut ko choom raha tha, aur hatho se rub kar raha tha. Fir maine apne daanto se uski panty pakad ke neeche kar di. Ufff uski wo bheegi chut.

Aur der na karte hue uski chut ko soongha. Uski chut chaatna shuru kar diya. Meri naak aur muh dono chut mein ghuse hue the. Main uski chut chaate jaa raha tha. Meri jeebh poori uski chut mein ghusi hui thi. Usne mere baalon ko bahut zor se pakad rakha tha.

Mere muh ko uski chut pe press kar rahi thi. Fir ahhh aahh chillate hue usne apni chut ka paani mere muh pe chhodh diya. Uske baad main face wash karke aaya. Fir wo moan karti hui bolne lagi-

She: Aswin pehle meri jam kar chudai kar. Uske baad teri marzi tu jaisa chaahe chodna mujhe. Maine haa bol ke uski chut pe apna lund ko rakha.

Me: Tumhari chut itni tight hai aaj. Husband ne kabhi choda nahi kya?

She: Hum dono ko shaadi karni thi, ho gayi. Hamari ye doosri shaadi hai.

Wo bol rahi thi, aur maine apne lund ko ek-dum se andar pel diya.

She: Aaahhhh Aswin, meri chut ko phaad diya re toone.

Usne apne hatho se meri peeth ko zor se noch rakh tha.

She: Chodo, bina ruke chodo mujhe. Agar ruka to tere lund ko kaat loongi aahhhh ufff chodo. Aur zor se chodo (ye keh ke randi jaise chilla rahi thi).

Main bed ke edges ko pakad ke zor-zor se dhakke laga raha tha uski chut mein. Uski choochiyan uffff, mast shake ho rahi thi. Wo bhi bed ke upar ke edges ko pakad ke reverse stroke de rahi thi. Usse chudai ka maza dugna ho gaya tha. Main chudai ki maze lete hue uski bagal ko soonghte hue chod raha tha. Us smell se zyada mood bana raha tha mera.

Hamari aisi wild chudai chalte-chalte 15 minute ke baad usne fir paani chhodh diya. Mera lund poora uske virya se bheega hua tha. Clean karne laga to wo boli-

She: Nahi, main karti hu.

Ye keh ke, muh mein leke lund ko poora saaf kiya. Main deeply uske baal pakad ke lund ko muh main dhakel raha tha. Uske 5 minute baad 69 aur face sitting kuch 20 minute chala. Uske baad riding karte hue mere lund ko apni chut mein ghusa ke baith gayi.

Wo aise ride kar rahi thi, ki bed hil raha tha, aur awaaze ho rahi thi. Uski choochiyon ko kaatne se bhi use farak nahi pad raha tha. Wo meri lund pe uchal-uchal ke chudwa rahi thi.

Wo mujhe satane ke liye apne hatho ko upar kar mere muh pe laga rahi thi. Uski bagal ki smell karte hue maine bhi use neeche se stroke dena shuru kar diya. 15 minute baad maine kaha-

Me: Mera nikal raha hai.

Usne jawab diya: Andar bhar de. Main manage kar loongi.

Mere paani chhodhne ke baad dono aahhhh uffff moan karte hue relax ho gaye. Firse bed pe ek-doosre pe chadhte hue kiss karte hue bite kar rahe the. Fir maine ice cream and honey uski chut aur hath ke bagal mein laga ke mast choosa.

Wo kitna satisfy hui uski aankhon se pata chal raha tha. Aise 4 din bathroom mein nahate hue, kitchen, sofa pe, zameen pe, jaha mann hua waha hamari chudai chalti rahi. Hum aur bhi romantic games khelne lage.

Like lip kiss karte hue kon kitni der reh paata hai, aur agar haara to fir kya karna hota hai aisi games. Beech raat mein use mood aaye ya fir mujhe, hum dono shuru ho jaate the. Wo 4 din meri life ke sabse best days the.

Aaj bhi hum dono touch mein hai. Jab mann ho tab hum chaalu ho jaate hai. Real sex aur sex chat chahiye ho to mail id: [email protected] pe hangout, ya fir mail karo. No fake ids please, aur main kisi ladies ki information share nahi karunga. Agar Odisha mein koi pyaasi ladki ya aurat contact karna chaahe to kar sakti hai.

Sab jaise bolte hai, ki aapki privacy meri responsibility hai aisa kuch nahi bolunga. Pehle baat karo, agar sahi laga to proceed karna, warna leave.

Thank you, readers, for clicking on my story. Here is a true-life story about my neighbouring student, Richa. She has just completed her junior college year and is now preparing to attend college. As a computer engineer, Richa met with me for career guidance when she desired a career in information technology.

Richa just celebrated her 18th birthday. Richa is an average-height girl with a slim figure, measuring 32-28-30. She has a fair complexion with shoulder-length hair.

After Richa joined college, she used to message me whenever she faced any difficulty in her studies. Richa resides one floor up in the same building as me.

One day, when I was in the office, I got a message from Richa asking for help with a difficult question. I asked Richa to come home after dinner so that I could help her out with the question. Gradually, this became regular. Whenever Richa had questions, she would come to me for help, and I would answer them.

We slowly became friends, and our conversations weren’t limited to academics. We talked about our dreams, aspirations, fears, families and lives. I discovered that Richa was funny, as well as kinky and naughty.

Richa often brings up interesting topics to discuss. We started to chat over WhatsApp and text each other regularly. We shared our deepest secrets, thoughts, and feelings. We even shared funny memes and GIFs to lighten the mood.

Over time, Richa became more open and bold. Richa flirted and teased me while studying together. Richa started sending me flirty messages. Eventually, our conversation turned into a kiss. Richa asked me if I would ever consider kissing her. I hesitated, as I was married and didn’t want to go down that road.

I noticed that Richa had begun to wear more revealing clothing, such as low-cut tops and short skirts. She also began to wear more makeup and style her hair differently.

One day, I was shocked to see Richa dressed in a revealing top without a bra. I tried to avert my eyes. But I couldn’t resist the temptation to look at her young, perky boobs. She noticed when I stared and teased me, flaunting her body in front of me and asking if I liked what I saw.

I was embarrassed, but I had to admit to myself that I liked what I saw. I couldn’t deny that I was attracted to Richa’s new look. I felt a thrill of excitement when she flaunted her body in front of me.

Before I had a chance to respond, Richa leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed, and she walked away, leaving me standing there stunned.

It had been a few days since Richa had not come to study with me. I had missed her naughty, playful attitude and the way she used to tease me. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed her until that moment.

In my office, Saturday was a non-working day. My wife and her friends went shopping. So I was alone at home, missing Richa and her kinky ideas. I immediately sent her a message, telling her how I missed her and wished she was here.

Half an hour later, I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door, and there she was! She was wearing a blue dress, and her hair was open. She brought study materials with her. She looked as if she had just come out of the shower, with her skin glowing and a slight smell of her favourite body wash.

Today, I was in a hurry to kiss her juicy lips, but I had to contain myself. I didn’t want to startle her, so I smiled and invited her in. I asked her if she wanted something to drink, and She winked and replied, “No, just a kiss!”

I was surprised by her boldness. I said, “Just a kiss? Are you sure?” She leaned in, and I could see her lips getting closer. I could smell her sweet perfume and feel her warmth. I pulled her closer and placed my lips on hers.

She then pushed me down onto the sofa. I felt her body on top of mine as we continued to kiss. My hands were on her hips, pulling her closer to me. After a few minutes, we parted, still feeling her warmth and the taste of her lips.

I looked into her eyes and asked, “Are you happy, satisfied?” She answered with a sly grin and said, “Yes, very, now let’s do it again!”

I chuckled and said, “You know it won’t end with just a kiss.” She smiled and said, “Maybe, but it’s a nice way to start.”

We kissed again, this time with more passion and intensity. She placed my hands under her top, and I felt her warmth. She said, “My nipples are waiting for you.” I gently massaged her nipples with my fingers.  I explored her body further, tracing her cleavage with my fingers before cupping her soft tits.

She moaned with pleasure as I moved my hands over her body. She then removed her top, revealing her 32 B-cup breasts. I moved my hands around her curves, caressing her breasts and feeling her nipples harden under my touch. She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure as I continued to explore her body.

“Massage it,” she said. “I want to make it bigger.” She moaned with pleasure as I massaged her in slow, circular motions. She moved her hands to her breasts, feeling their size and shape as I massaged her body and made it heftier.

Standing behind her, I put my hands in the elastic of her panties and touched her clitoris. I moved my hands up and down her body, massaging her clean, virgin little pussy, feeling her grow wetter with each touch. I spread her inner lips with my fingers, running them up and down her delicate folds.

I felt her quiver and moan with each brush of my fingers, and I knew I had found her sweet spot.

I kissed her neck and gently moved my hands to her breasts, cupping them as I continued to stroke her clitoris with my other hand. I felt her body trembling with pleasure as my fingers explored her inner depths. I traced circles around her nipples with my tongue, sending waves of pleasure through her.

She gasped in awe and moaned my name, her hips buckling against my hand. I felt her body quiver as she experienced a powerful orgasm. I held her close and kissed her forehead as I slowly withdrew my hands from her vagina. She lay in my arms, her body still trembling with pleasure.

We stayed like that for a few moments, breathing in unison, before I whispered in her ear, “I love you.” She smiled and looked up at me, her eyes full of emotion. “Are you satisfied now?” I asked, my voice low and full of emotion. She smiled and nodded, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Yeah, this is just the beginning,” she said, her voice full of anticipation. “The real action is pending.” I shook my head. “We don’t have time now,” I said, my voice full of regret. “But soon, I promise.”

As my wife could come anytime, I began to gather my things, a sense of dread growing in my stomach. Richa left, promising to come back soon, and I watched her go with a heavy heart.

We were both waiting for the opportunity to explore our feelings further. But for now, we had to settle for brief moments of closeness. We both knew that the real adventure would not be possible at home.

We often had secret rendezvous under the study table when no one was around. We would exchange shy glances and playful touches. This was the closest we could get to exploring the depths of our feelings for each other at that moment.

My friend’s flat was vacant for weeks, so we decided to use the opportunity. I took a personal leave from the office and picked her up from her college. We both were thrilled to spend quality time alone without disturbance.

It was, therefore, an excellent idea for me to purchase chocolates and condoms at the nearest store before picking her up from college. When we reached the flat, she suggested we go upstairs one by one, so nobody would suspect anything. I hadn’t expected this and felt nervous, but I followed her suggestion.

She went up first, and after a few minutes, I followed her, closing the door behind me. As soon as I entered the room, she hugged me and said, “I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been wanting to be with you for so long.” I hugged her back.

Then I remembered what I had brought. I pulled out a box of chocolates from my bag and handed it to her with a smile. She laughed and said, “I won’t eat them with my hands. I’ll eat them with your lips!”

I bit the chocolate and put it on my lips. She leaned in and kissed me, taking the chocolate in her mouth. I felt a rush as our lips touched and as our tongues intertwined, the chocolate mixed with the sweet taste of her juicy lips. She said, “Mmm, that was delicious!”

She dominated me with her kiss. She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, straddling my body. She held my face in her hands and kissed me deeply, passionately, and with intensity. As we kissed, her lips became bright red and swollen from our embrace.

I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest through her shirt. I could feel her warmth radiating around me. I felt alive, and my skin tingled with pleasure as I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her close to me. She teased me by pressing her breasts against my chest and swaying her hips against me.

I slowly and carefully removed her T-shirt, exposing her delicate skin. I moved my hands around her body, exploring every curve and feeling her warmth. I gently traced the outline of her breasts with my lips. Her breathing became faster and more difficult.

I then moved lower, my tongue gently licking her milky white breasts. I sucked and nibbled each one in turn. She said, “Oh, my god, that feels so good. Keep going.” I then began to suck and lick harder, my tongue swirling around her nipples.

She moaned louder and louder as I continued, her body trembling with pleasure. “Oh, make it larger, suck it, ahhhh. Wow!” she exclaimed. As my mouth moved lower, I felt her hands travel down my body and wrap around my monster dick.

She squeezed it tightly, her breathing intensifying as I continued to pleasure her. I quickly removed her panties as she giggled. I joked, “Looks like someone’s ready for me.” She replied with a smile and a mischievous wink. I kissed her pink lips as I moved my tongue in circles, exploring her inner depths.

I could feel her body trembling with pleasure as I moved my tongue around her clitoris. I then took a chocolate bar and inserted it inside her. I moved the bar in a circular motion, and she trembled with delight. She moaned louder as the chocolate melted.

I slowly lowered my tongue as I explored her inner depths and chocolate’s sweet taste. She moaned and pushed her hips towards me, and I could feel her tight young buds growing as I continued to pleasure her. Her pussy was well lubricated for my monster.

I could feel her tight walls gripping and contracting around my tongue as I thrust deeper. She said, “Insert your dick, fuck me, take my virginity!” She removed my boxer and came on top of me. She gasped, “Oh my goodness, it’s so much bigger than I expected!”

You will find out more about how I deflowered her virgin pussy and fucked her in various positions in the next part of this story.

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This is the real story of one of my regular readers, Sneha. This will be narrated from the footsteps of the main lead, Sneha.

I (Sneha) was too early as I parked my car at 6 p.m. at the wedding hall. It was my best friend’s wedding reception. The hall was massive, with ample space for parking, which was a rare sight in a city like Bangalore.

I checked my makeup and combed my loose shoulder-length hair neatly, looking in the car mirror. I typed the text, “Hon, Where are you? I am at the hall. Come soon,” and sent it to my husband before deboarding the car.

I had to come alone because he had told me that he was caught up at work. He would come directly to the function hall. I dialled my friend Rachu to confirm that she was already in the hall. As Rachu confirmed her presence, as well as Lakshmi, I felt relieved.

I don’t like to walk in the crowd of strangers. Rachu waved as I stepped through the main door of the marvellously decorated reception hall. The hall was less crowded since the reception would start only after 7.

I happily walked into Rachu, Rachu’s husband, Lakshmi, Lakshmi’s husband, and Lakshmi’s 6-year-old son. We greeted each other. We three friends huddle to a side, sitting in a circle to start gossiping. I am seeing Lakshmi after a few years.

We three were best friends of the bride, so we planned to reach much earlier to the function hall. We decided to walk into the bride’s room. Lakshmi was talking about how she had to persuade her husband to come along with her away from her in-laws.

Both enquired about my husband’s whereabouts. I remembered and checked my phone, expecting a response from my husband. But there was no reply. We walked into the bride’s room filled with relatives, mostly cousins.

The bride was dressed to kill. We three started giggling and chitchatting around her for a while. The makeup uplifted her much more prettier and hotter than what she was. We three walked around and finally stood just outside the huge entry archway, continuing to chitchat and watching the guests enter.

Time ran swiftly as we gossiped with the huge hall getting populated. At 7, the hall was brimmed with people. At 15 minutes past seven, Bride and Groom, hand in hand, walked through the decorated lane to get seated on the stage.

Quickly crowd huddled, forming a huge line to walk onto the stage. The bride catches our group and smiles, acknowledging us. I check my watch and repeatedly glance at the entrance, waiting for my husband.

That’s when it happened.

Sitting around the end of the hall. I felt my heart skip a beat by the intensity with which this stranger looked or stared into my eyes. I got hooked with my eyes locked with his captivating eyes, spending more time than usual.

He held me with his stare, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I felt a shiver and a connection of some sort with this total stranger. I broke my glance to adjust my emerald green saree. I felt like a teenager with a fluttering stomach.

The stranger was much taller with a wider chest perfectly fit, dark, perfectly trimmed hair. His thick moustache looked more manly under his sharp, long nose. I felt a nudge on my shoulder to come back to reality.

Rachu nudged me to answer my phone, which was ringing. I checked my mobile. My racing heart calmed a bit upon seeing the call from my husband. I quickly answer and finally see him walking through the main door. I wave at him happily.

Once, my husband caught me waving. My eyes, in no time, started scanning the crowd, looking for the tall, handsome. I felt bad for doing that. Still, my heart and eyes searched for the stranger with my husband walking towards us.

My husband knew both Rachu and Lakshmi. He speaks to them as my eyes solely continue to search the tall stranger. I felt like a thief caught in the act. He was hidden from the view and watched my desperate search all along.

The moment my eyes met with his, he smiled smugly, staring at me. I control myself, looking away, shifting the focus to my husband, pushing my hand under his armpit and holding him tight. My loving husband apologizes, “Sorry babe, I got stuck up at the office and later this traffic.”

He showed me the gift he got for the bride, a gold bangle. I comb my husband’s messy hair with my fingers, “It’s ok, hon. You are here, and the time is right.” The love between me and my husband never lost any of its shine in our 3 years of married life.

From the day he fell in love to till date, he loved me crazy. I, too, love him for caring for me so much. I distract myself from looking at the stranger by thinking about my husband.

I met my husband at work as our offices were in the same building. After our first eye contact, my husband took 6 months to come forward to speak with me. After 1 year of friendship, he proposed for marriage.

Lakshmi interrupts my thoughts by asking, “Shall we go onstage?” I excuse myself to use the restroom. I walk down the steps around the hall towards the back of the hall to find the restroom.

My thoughts while I walked,
Who is this man?
I am married. Why should I get disturbed seeing him?
Did he notice me clutching my husband’s shoulder?
Isn’t this a kind of cheating, seeing a stranger with my husband next to me?

I pulled the small mirror from my handbag. I wiped the sweat drops from my forehead, corrected my hair, and adjusted my saree, revealing a part of the blouse covering my boobs. I grab brown lipstick and draw around my soft lips.

While I pressed my lips, spreading the lipstick even over my thick lips, I remembered his lips. His stare sent a lot of messages like, then and there only, he wanted to drag me to a dark corner. He wanted to lift me, pressing his lips hungrily onto my lips and lifting my saree and fuck me raw and pulp.

My pussy was wet imagining this. Scolding myself, “I am married. Chi. Thu,” I head back to the hall. As I was about to climb the steps, my heart stopped for a bit. I ran into the handsome man who towered tall in front of me. He spoke in a dominating voice, “Hey, beautiful.”

I was stunned. I could not form any words, and my mouth stuck mum. I was blushing for a second before controlling myself to a serious look. He was damn smart looking with razor-sharp eyes. I finally framed my first question, “Do I know you?”

Him: No.

He stood watching a long time before speaking the next sentence, “I just found you very attractive. Stopped to convey that you look very gorgeous.”

I reply, “I am sorry,” with a serious look. He continued to smile, scanning all around my face. Staring at my lips, “Your soft lips look glossy. Did you apply lipstick now?” I was startled by his audacity. My nipples poked erect out of my blouse.

No man had dared to comment on my lips other than my husband. I utter in a slurry tone, “Hey, mister. I am married.” He continues, “Does it matter? I liked your looks. Is it wrong to enjoy the beauty?”

I was nervous in his presence. I correct my hair and fizzle my legs, breaking eye contact as I stare at his feet. I realized something. I quickly looked all around to ensure none of my friends caught me talking to this handsome stranger.

I felt like tasting his lips. He notices everything, catching me looking around.

He spoke, “Nobody is here.”

Me: Sorry, what? Why?

He spoke, “The one you held onto. Was it your husband?”

Me: What for?

I was blabbering in his shadow. I don’t know what to say. I wanted to stand here looking at him. But I can’t. I say, “Excuse me. You misunderstood me.” He spoke in a romantic low tone, “I feel like kissing you here, tasting those soft brown lips.”

I stepped past him, which made my pussy sticky wet. I walked breathless, shivering, and wilder back to my group. All along, I controlled myself from turning around to look at him. I am in a different world as I walk into my husband. We three families stand in the line towards the stage.

I remembered at that instant that I had seen him before. He raced his bullet swiftly through the traffic near the function hall. I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about this stranger. My eyes wandered around the crowded hall, searching for him.

I couldn’t find him. I felt so dejected that I walked away from him since I couldn’t find him at all. We reached home at 11 midnight. My husband quickly changed and sat on the couch, watching highlights of a cricket match.

I slipped out of the saree into a nightie. I jump onto the bed, feeling desperate and horny. I realized that I was horny from the moment I saw this handsome stranger in the function hall. I couldn’t sleep. I headed to the hall and rested my head on my husband’s lap.

I kiss his lips. I kiss lips again, seducing him. He was easy to provoke. He asks, “What happened to you today?” I said, “Nothing,” and kissed his lips again. Leaving the TV blaring on, he lifts me to the bedroom.

He drops me on the bed with a thud and jumps over me. He busily runs his hand all over me. His lips hungrily kiss my lips, cheek and neck. I moan, uttering, “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” He lifts the nightie high, pulling away my drenched panty in seconds.

He had undone his clothes in no time and positioned his cock into me. I love him so much. He undid my nightie and sucked my boobs with his cock entering my moist pussy. I suddenly remember something and push him away.

I was on child control. We were not having sex without protection because I was heading for a position that needed me at work for another 2 years. He scratches his head and understands. He runs out and comes back with a condom slid over his cock.

He thrusts his cocks and fucks me in the usual missionary. I usually take much longer than usual to orgasm. My husband knows that. He tried multiple occasions with many different tricks like dildo/fingering but no success.

We understand each other. I am satisfied with him. In our 3 years of marriage with countless fucks, he has succeeded only twice in reaching my orgasm. He bites my shoulder as he shoots his cum.

In no time, he settles next to me to sleep. He likes to cuddle me after sex. He searches for my body in his sleep. I enter into his body as he snores to sleep. After some time, I release myself from his clasp.

I sleep staring at the roof with the fan. I could not get sleep. I felt bad sluttish that I remembered about the handsome stranger while my husband fucked me.

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Hey everyone, I am Diganth, 26 years old and from Bengaluru. I am an average-built guy 5’10” tall, with a good size dick that can satisfy any girl. I firstly thank all the readers who read my previous stories and enjoyed them.

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Quick info about the characters:

Heroine’s name: Usha.

Age: 26 (2 months younger than me).

Height: 5 feet 9 inches.

Stats: (34c-28-30)

Name: Manu

Height 5 feet 7 inches.

Age: 25 years old with an average body and medium-sized dick.

Continuation –

Then, after a few minutes, Manu arrived and went to another room with medicines to check Usha’s injury. Suddenly, we heard Usha scream and all the group members rushed to that room. Usha was accompanied by Priya and Nidhi in that room. As Priya was frequently getting calls from her parents, she had just closed the room door and was busy talking with her parents a few meters away from the door. Nidhi was relaxing on the bed and scrolling through her phone.

What happened was, Manu had went to the room and knocked on the door. It opened suddenly. Usha had just then finished her bath and was in her towel. She thought some stranger had broken the door and got scared and screamed.

So Usha again went inside the bathroom and quickly put on her inners, yellow t-shirt, and shorts. We, the rest of the group ran toward the other room to check what had happened and got to know the facts. But Usha and Nidhi were scolding Manu for not knocking on the room door.

Manu felt very bad and apologized to Nidhi and Usha. He handed over the medicine to Priya and left the room. Later Priya explained it was her fault as she could have told Nidhi to lock the door. Then Priya asked everyone to leave the room so that she could apply ointment to Usha’s injury and also convince Usha and Nidhi to apologize to Manu for scolding him so badly.

Then Usha and Nidhi both came to our room to apologize. But Manu had gone to take a bath. So, they both sat in our room waiting for him to convey their apology. Then we began discussing return plan to Bengaluru, departure timings, etc.

After discussing all those things, Usha’s parents called on her phone. So she went out to talk with her parents. All were hungry and everyone decided to have dinner in the temple premises. But still, Manu was taking a long time to bath. So, Nidhi asked us to leave for dinner as she and Usha would accompany Manu and bring him to dinner. We agreed and the rest of us went to the temple and had our dinner.

As we finished our dinner, the three of them arrived and sat to eat dinner. And we waited for them outside the temple dinner premises. After their dinner, Usha informed me that we needed to go to Goa. And the whole group was surprised about the sudden plans.

So, Usha explained that her father asked us to attend a function in Goa. But the group disagreed as they needed to return to their jobs the next day. Suddenly, my parents called me and asked me to accompany Usha to Goa with Manu. (Ashu, Manu, Usha and I had earlier only discussed a Goa trip as well as a trek, but Ashu missed it. So, we canceled the Goa trip. But as we needed a break, we joined this group of friends for a Trek).

Then I informed Usha and the rest of the group that I would accompany her to Goa as my parents had strictly ordered me. Then Manu handed my luggage bag to me and said our train was in the next few minutes. I was pissed about this sudden arrangement and bid goodbye to everyone.

And Priya informed Usha to apply ointment again before she slept as the pain would reduce. We three hired a car to Subramanya Swamy railway station. Manu went to collect the three sleeper class tickets. Meanwhile, I asked Usha why they suddenly planned to go to Goa and also take Manu with us.

Then Usha explained: As our fathers are busy, he asked three of us to attend the function in Goa, as the organizer’s family is very close to all of us. They informed us to attend the function which is tomorrow evening. I informed Manu about this, so he immediately checked for the easiest transport. And we had this last train at midnight, so we both decided and planned this transport as buses are expensive.

I agreed and asked her if she apologized to Manu for scolding him? Usha said ‘yes’ and told me that Manu cried for a few minutes and she felt bad.

Then the train started moving slowly and we three boarded inside. Usha went to the restroom to apply ointment to her injury. Manu was in the upper berth and I guess he was on a video call talking to someone. So I just peeped his phone to check and it suggested Nidhi.

And I could see her naked back in the video call. I was surprised and silently went back to my seat. I thought something was fishy. Then Usha returned to the seat. We chatted for a few minutes and slept on our respective seats as we were all tired of the trek.

(Apology incident in the room)

Nidhi was waiting for Manu in the room to apologize. And Usha was busy talking to her parents outside the room and everyone had left for the temple premises for dinner. Then after a few minutes, Nidhi came out of the room.

Nidhi: Usha, I have apologized to Manu and it’s your turn to apologize to him. I’ll go to another room for the restroom and also get my phone.

So Usha hung up the phone call and went inside the room to apologize. And Manu was standing in front of the mirror and combing his hair. He sensed Usha’s presence and came near her and checked the injured leg condition.

Manu: Usha, is it paining a lot and did you apply the ointment to it?

Usha felt happy about his concern for her and informed him it was just a mild pain and also thanked him for carrying her halfway through the trek and for bringing medicines.

Manu: I care for you more than anyone here. You are very special to me.

Usha felt happy about his words, but with a weird look asked him what that ‘special’ meant.

Manu: Don’t mistake me again. ‘Special’ meaning a bestie with whom I can share everything.

Usha (she felt bad and forgave his mistakes): Sorry Manu for scolding you so badly.

Suddenly, Manu began to cry loudly.

Manu: I didn’t mean to do anything wrong when I pushed the room door earlier. I knocked on the room door. But as it wasn’t locked, it opened completely. And you and Nidhi thought I barged inside intentionally and scolded me without allowing me to explain.

Manu: I felt very bad and embarrassed in front of everyone for no mistake of mine. (Manu was crying loudly. So Usha wiped his tears and hugged him, and consoled him.)

Manu: I complained to her that even though I am your cousin like Diganth, but you see and treat both of us differently.

And he asked her to promise him that she would respect and treat him like Diganth. Then she broke the hug and promised him.

Usha: Ok, I promise. But first, you have to delete all my private pics.

Manu opened the phone, showed the pics, and deleted the pics.

Usha: Where did you get these pics from?

Manu: As the pic are deleted, let’s forgive them and never talk about it.

Usha: Ok and don’t feel bad. Could you please massage my legs gently, it’s paining a bit.

Manu then stretched her legs on his lap.

Manu: Relax, there is nothing wrong with giving a leg massage to my bestie.

In the beginning, Manu was genuinely massaging her legs. But as she had worn shorts and in the name of massage, he was slowly running his hands toward her thighs and was rubbing them. She resisted his moves, but he kept on repeating.

After a few minutes, Nidhi arrived and said: Usha, go change your attire as we have to leave for dinner.

Then Usha went to the other room, changed her attire, and carried her luggage. As she joined them both Usha saw Manu carrying his luggage and flirting with Nidhi. She was blushing and Usha and Manu informed each other about their dad’s order.

Then they both discussed and arranged the easiest transport facility. They also carried Diganth’s luggage on their way to the temple premises for dinner.

(Present)

We reached Karmali railway station in Goa at 10 am. And hired a rental Mahindra Thar Car for our drive in Goa. Manu began driving the car and we began to plan the places to visit like beaches, casinos, pubs, and places to reside in Goa.

Manu’s friend was a rich guy residing in Goa and had their own 3 yachts. So his friend had arranged their yacht for us for a night’s stay. But we had a major opportunity to somehow finish attending the function in North Goa and reach the Yacht yard by 10 pm.

As we had fewer clothes, first we went shopping in Goa. We spent half a day in the shopping Mall for clothes and had our lunch in the mall. As the time was 5 pm, Usha called her mom and asked her if any particular costume was to be worn at the function. Her mom said she had to wear a saree as it was a traditional function. Usha asked her mom if she needed to buy a new one. Her mother said Thanu (the organizer’s family) had arranged the saree and would help her wear it.

Then we quickly drove the car to the function venue. At the entrance, we met Thanu and introduced ourselves to her. She was very happy and welcomed us in and she looked hot in a saree. Then Thanu informed her assistant to help Usha wear a saree that she kept for her in the room.

As Usha left to change her attire, Manu and I began looking at the girls present at the function. The Goan girls were looking damn hot and sexy in their sarees. And we were very excited watching them and our dicks were saluting the girls and ladies in that attire.

After a few minutes, Usha came wearing a black saree with a one-shoulder sleeveless black blouse. Usha looked smoking hot and sexy in the saree. In addition to that, the waist chain was tempting and everyone was looking at her with their jaws dropped.

Then Usha came near us and asked if she looked good. So we both replied ‘sexy’ and she blushed a bit. Manu continued further stating if she was not her cousin, he would have dated her. I felt a little uncomfortable and countered him, “You say this to all girls.”

We both were about to debate on that topic, but Usha asked us to stop and enjoy the function. At 9 pm, we bid goodbye to Thanu Aunty’s family to reach the yacht yard. Usha asked us to wait so she could remove the saree and return the saree. But aunty told Usha to keep the saree as she was looking extremely beautiful. Then we asked her to come in the same attire and change the clothes on the yacht. Usha agreed and we began driving the car to the yacht yard.

On the way, we purchased drinks and snacks. After a few minutes of the drive, we reached the yard. The yacht was excellent, but Manu’s friend called us and said he couldn’t arrange a captain for that entire night. So he informed us that the captain would halt the yacht midway into the sea. He also guided us on how to drive if there was any emergency. And in the morning, the captain would join us as the yacht had GPS locations. So, we agreed and the captain was about to start, but Manu asked him to wait.

Manu informed us that he would arrange some girls for fun. But Usha scolded Manu and said she would not allow anyone and asked the captain to start the yacht. After an hour, the captain halted the yacht in the middle of the sea and left us.

As the captain left the yacht in a small boat, Usha said she would change her attire. But I asked her not to change as she looked marvelous. So, she agreed and Manu brought the drinks and snacks and we began drinking. Manu and I began playing music on our phones and dancing. But Usha was watching us sipping her soft drink.

Then I dragged her and Manu and played the ‘Sheila ki jawani’ song on his phone. Usha started to dance in between us. Her moves and her attire were perfect for the song. Manu and I was frequently touching Usha’s private parts while she was dancing. Usha didn’t resist and was in the flow of dancing and enjoying. Then, as her glass was empty, she was going to refill it. But we both offered her to sip a peg from each drink and Usha sipped both of our drinks, but coughed a few seconds later. My drink was a black label and he was drinking an old monk.

Then Manu began tapping her head and I gently tapped her chest. She was normal then. Then Usha sat on the chair and asked for another sip of my drink. She liked my drink and began drinking and dancing with us to songs.

After a few minutes, I played Mass South Indian songs. Usha was killing with her dance moves and her saree’s pallu was falling off her body sometimes. Then “Oo Antava Oo Oo Antava and Basani ba” song played. Usha dropped her saree pallu and began dancing in between us. She was dancing the same steps as in the song.

Usha was teasing us by bringing her lips close to us and not kissing. I couldn’t resist, I pulled her lips, and locked her lips while dancing. Usha didn’t resist and went with the flow. Meanwhile, Manu was licking her back and squeezing her ass.

After a few minutes of vigorous liplock, I broke the kiss and she adjusted her saree pallu normally. But Manu also wanted to kiss her like me. So he pulled Usha and lip-locked her lips. Usha was high and didn’t resist, but again went with the flow.

I was stunned and was in shock looking at her from behind. Then Usha held my neck with her hands and I slid my hands around her waist and hugged her from back. I began sucking her earlobes and neck region from the back. Then Usha broke the liplock as I was sucking her a little aggressively.

Then I turned her towards me and continued sucking her earlobes and neck region. Manu also hugged her from the back and began sucking her earlobes and neck region from the other side. Usha was twisting her face sideways her breathing was increasing.

I held her chin in my left hand and wiped her light red lipstick from her lips with my index finger and licked it. Then I pulled her lower lips with my thumb and index finger and began sucking them. Manu was licking her back and he stretched her hands and began alternatively sucking her armpits.

I was eating Usha’s lips with french kisses. Then I broke the kiss. I removed her saree’s pallu from her left shoulder and squeezed her boobs over her blouse. Manu stopped sucking her armpits and held the saree pallu. He removed two rounds of saree cloth from her waist and also the pleats of the saree from her body. He couldn’t remove it further as there was a double knot at the right waist. So Usha untied the double knot of the saree from her right waist and the saree fell from her body.

Now Usha was standing outside on the yacht in her blue panties and black one-shoulder blouse. Then Manu removed his clothes completely and kept them aside. He hugged Usha from the back and continued sucking her armpits. I sat on my knees in front of her and began kissing and licking her navel region. I slid my hands inside her blouse and began to squeeze both her boobs. Usha moaned, “Ouch hahaha ah ah hmm shhh ahhh ouch ahhh..”

Then Manu turned her face from the side and began french kissing. I also removed my clothes completely and kept them aside. I moved my face on her boobs and began mauling them by biting them over her blouse. I was going harder and harder by squeezing, mauling, and biting Usha’s boobs.

The french kiss was getting more intense, but Manu wasn’t able to adjust to that intensity. So Manu broke the liplock and sipped a peg from his drink. Usha asked me to wait and loosened her blouse straps. I removed her blouse from her body. And Usha’s boobs hung freely in the air. Manu was delighted looking at Usha’s boobs.

I quickly kissed both her nipples and Usha said, “Wait baba.”

Then she sat on the chair and asked me to make a peg for both of us. I obliged her request and made a peg for us. Meanwhile, Manu began sucking Usha’s right boob. So I quickly handed her the glass and begin to suck Usha’s left boob. Usha was trying hard to drink the peg from her glass as we were sucking her boobs roughly. She used to tap on our heads when we were too rough on her boobs. We used to be gentle for a few minutes, but again go rough on her boobs.

Soon, Usha’s moans were at their peak. It was an open space away from land surrounded by the sea.

After a few minutes, I slid my hand on her pussy lips over her blue panties. Her panties were wet and filled with her juice as she had an orgasm and didn’t inform us.

Me: Usha you could have informed us that you were about to have an orgasm. We wouldn’t have wasted your juice.

Usha: I wasn’t able to inform you as Manu had french kissed me and I couldn’t speak.

Manu: Ok, next time inform us before you have an orgasm so that we can drink your juices.

Usha was laughing at our words and I slid her panties sideways. Then I gently began rubbing her pussy hairs and began fingering her pussy at a slow pace with my index and middle finger. Usha partially stood by keeping one leg on the chair and the other down. Usha slid her left hand on Manu’s dick and began giving him a handjob. Manu was sucking her right boobs and armpit alternatively. Usha was moving her hands fast on his dick into and fro motion.

She had thought Manu would cum early and easily, but that wasn’t possible. So I insisted Usha use her mouth and maintain the same speed so that he would cum fast. Usha hesitated a bit but continued trying handjob. But she was failing and had no choice but to give him a blowjob. Then Usha began sucking Manu’s dick at the same speed.

Manu couldn’t control so he began pushing her head more deeply into his dick. Usha was choking and was trying to push him away but couldn’t. After a few seconds, Manu loaded his cum in Usha’s mouth and sat beside her relaxing.

Then I guided my ring finger inside her pussy. Usha moaned, “Ouch ha ah ahah ha hmm ahhh..” and was asking me to remove my ring finger from her pussy. But I didn’t care and began fingering her pussy more deeply and vigorously.

Then Manu held Usha’s both hands with his right hand and slid his left-hand middle finger inside her pussy. As her pussy lip stretched a bit, Usha moaned, “Ouch ah ah haha ahhh it’s hurting I can’t I can’t please stop.”

But..

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Rakesh ka hath mere shareer par charo taraf chal raha tha. Kabhi wo mere boobs ko sehlata, to kabhi mere hips ko sehlata hua meri pussy tak pahunch jata. Maine bhi shower ko ek hath se on kar diya, aur doosre hath se uske fauladi hatiyar ko sehla rahi thi.

Shower ki boonde shareer ki aag ko aur bhadka rahi thi. Ab sehlate-sehlate wo mere peeche aa gaya. Uska hathiyar meri ass ki dararo mein yaha-waha takra raha tha. Wahi doosri taraf mere boobs ko apne dono hatho se press kar raha tha. Kabhi-kabhi wo mere nipples ko beech mein squeeze kar deta, jisse meri siskari nikal jati.

Wo upar meri peeth ko apni chhaati se chipkaye hue, zor se mere boobs dabate hue mujhe apne andar bheench raha tha. Aur uska nichla bhaag kisi bhi tarah mere peeche se andar ghus jana chaah raha tha. Main bhi apna poora dabav peeche ki taraf kiye jaa rahi thi.

Par is baat ka dhyan rakh rahi thi, ki uska hatiyar kahi mere g-hole mein na ghus jaye. Kyunki maine aisa pehle kabhi karwaya nahi tha, aur karwana bhi nahi chaahti thi. Main thoda sa aage ki taraf jhuki, to Rakesh ne khud se apna hathiyar meri pussy ke muh par set kiya, aur zor ka dhakka maara.

Usne josh mein itni zor se dhakka maara, ki agar maine saamne ki deewar aur tap ko na pakda hota, to mera sar deewar se takra jata. Shower ka paani ab meri peeth par gir raha tha. Rakesh ne meri kamar ko apne hatho se zor se pakda, aur zor-zor se dhakke maarne laga. Uska har dhakka mere andar ragadta hua deep mere andar jaa kar meri bachhe-dani se takra raha tha.

In zordaar dhakko se main bhi ab saatve aasman par thi. Kabhi wo meri kamar ko pakad kar dhakke maarta, to kabhi mere dono tanne hue boobs ko pakad kar dhakke se poora mere andar sama jaane ki koshish karta. Uska har stroke paani mein bheegi hui thap ke sath mujhe aanandit kar raha tha.

Pehli baar to wo jaldi hi jhad gaya tha. Uske sath main bhi discharge ho gayi thi. Par is bar wo zyada samay le raha tha. Lagbhag 8-10 minute tak wo usi position mein mujhe aise hi zor-zor se shot maarta raha. Fir wo apna hathiyar nikaal kar mere saamne aa gaya, aur aage se daalne ki koshish karne laga.

Par us position mein bathroom mein kar paana mushkil tha, to maine use bed par chalne ke liye kaha. Usne mujhe apni god mein utha liya. Ab mere boobs uske chehre ke aas-paas the, to usne mere nipples ko apne lips mein daba liya, aur mujhe kisi khilone ki tarah utha kar bed ki taraf chal diya.

Main gir na jau isliye maine bhi use zor se pakda hua tha. Wo apne hontho se zor-zor se mere nipples daba raha tha. Ye karte hue hum bed par gaye the. Usne mujhe bed par seedha karke lita diya, aur mere boobs par toot pada. Mere 34″ size ke boobs ko wo aam ki tarah daba-daba kar nichodh raha tha, aur apni jeebh aur hontho se mere nipples se khel raha tha.

Jeebh se mere bheege badan ko chaat-te-chaat-te wo neeche aane laga, aur apni jeebh ko meri nabhi ke aas-paas ghumane laga. Main aapko shabdon mein nahi bata sakti, ki mujhe is sab mein kitna maza aa raha tha. Is sab ka andaza sirf is baat se pata lagaya jaa sakta tha, ki meri pussy is wajah se behne lagi thi.

Meri uttejana apne charam par thi. Rakesh ab meri dono taango ke beech baith gaya, aur meri pussy ke aas-paas apni jeebh ferne laga. Meri pussy kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah dehak rahi thi, aur reh-reh kar usse laawa beh raha tha.

(aapki jankari ke liye bata du, ki mere poore shareer par baal nahi hai. Is wajah se meri pussy par bhi koi baal nahi hai.)

Rakesh ne aas-paas jeebh ferte hue apni jeebh ka agla hissa jaise hi meri pussy par lagaya, mere poore shareer mein current sa daud gaya, aur maine kasa kar uske chahre ko apni pussy par daba diya. Wo muh khol kar jeebh ko pussy mein yaha-waha ghumane laga. Uski khurdari jeebh ne jaise hi meri g-spot ko 3-4 baar chhua, usse mere shareer mein zor ka kampan hua, aur main discharge ho gayi.

Rakesh ne khud ko mujhse alag kiya aur paas pade kapde se meri pussy ko saaf kiya. Ab usne meri dono taango ko utha kar apne kandho par rakh liya, aur jhuka kar mere boobs ko kass kar maslane laga. 3-4 minute ki ragdayi se main firse taiyaar hone lagi thi. Uska tight pad chuka fauladi musal meri tango ke beech meri pussy ke paas takra raha tha.

Usne jhuk kar apne musal ko meri pussy par set kiya, aur poore zor se dhakka maar diya. Meri geeli pussy mein deewaro ko cheerta hua uska musal jaa kar meri bachhe-dani se takraya. Bathroom se lekar ab tak sex mein wo abhi tak discharge nahi hua tha.

To ab usne zor-zor se dhakke dena chaalu kar diya. Har dhakke ke sath main firse charge hui jaa rahi thi. Aur ab neeche se maine bhi upar ki taraf dhakke maarna shuru kar diya tha. Maine notice Rakesh bhi aankhen band kiye ab zor-zor se shot par shot maare jaa raha tha.

Ab hum dono hi zor-zor se dhakke maar kar ek-doosre ko aanandit kar rahe the. Achanak Rakesh ke dhakko ne zor pakad liya. Iske sath hi Rakesh apne charam par pahunch gaya, aur uska jwalamukhi bhi phoot pada. Uske garam laave se main bhi ek baar firse apne charam par pahunch gayi, aur sath hi discharge ho gayi.

Ab hum dono hi apni saanse samet-te hue ek taraf nidhal pad gaye, aur aise hi pade-pade so gaye.

To doston aaj ki kahani mein itna hi. Aage ke maze ke liye aap sab ko wait karni padegi.

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Hello guys, this is Rajesh, a 27 years bisexual guy from Hyderabad living in Melbourne. After living abroad for a couple of years now, I started missing living with my family. When I talked about it with my family back home, they suggested living with my aunt, who is also in Melbourne.

But I have got used to the privacy and freedom of living in a shared accommodation. I said I’ll think about it. After a week, I got a call from my aunt. She asked me to come and live at her place as they, too, have a spare bedroom. I agreed to it and finally moved to their place.

By the second week, I already got the feeling of losing my freedom and privacy. But I adjusted, as I have a separate bedroom with an attached toilet. On a fine Friday, I took sick leave from work and stayed home. When I stayed alone, I used to bring someone to my room and have fun.

I decided to pleasure myself. So, I took off all the clothes on my body and jumped into bed, scrolling through the internet for some porn. Finally, selected one video and played it, and I was completely lost in it.

My aunt was walking outside my room and heard some moaning sounds. I usually lock my door from the inside. She slightly opened the door and was shocked, looking at me naked and stroking my dick.

Aunt: What the fuck are you doing, Raj? Is this why you stayed in sharing all these years? You want me to tell this to your uncle and your parents?

Me: Sorry, aunty, I forgot to lock my door. You should have at least knocked on the door.

Aunt: What do you mean by knock on the door? This is my house. I was coming here to put your blankets for laundry. OK, I understand you are an adult. You have feelings, especially at this age. But now I want you to put your clothes on. I want to clean this room. WTF! Is that coconut oil on the sheets?

Me: Oh no, I just got it in to massage my hair.

Aunt: Looks like you are massaging something else.

Me: Sorry, aunty, you relax. I will clean this room.

Aunt: What, relax? How can you even clean it? It has too many stains on it.

She put oil on me and said, “Now you relax, go and clean yourself. Do you like to put oil on it? Now I put oil on your body. Go ahead and continue what you were doing. You know what? I don’t get enough time to keep the house clean. My body gets the pleasure very rarely. Maybe I should get a little. You here are jerking off to porn with coconut oil.

Me: OK, what does that mean? What are you trying to say? I don’t get it.

Aunt: When you sit here and pleasure yourself. Why don’t I get some pleasure?

Me: What?

Aunt: Why don’t you get that cock hard again (she puts some more oil on my dick), and you are going to pleasure me. (while saying this, she starts to undress herself.)

Me: What? No, no, no.

Aunt: Yes, yes, yes. (she straight away jumped on me and took my cock in her hand, and started rubbing it) You are going to give me what I want. You are going to give me what I fucking need. I am taking care of you every day. Now it’s time you take care of my needs. Don’t you think I deserve it?

Me: I don’t know. I can’t do this with my aunt. You are really scaring me.

Aunt: Yeah, you look really scared with your hard cock between my boobs.

Me: Oh, yeah.

Aunt: I know you are enjoying it. Now listen, If you are to make fucking mess, at least make it worth it for me to clean it.

Me: OK

Aunt: Now, will you please stop acting as if you are a virgin and hold my boobs with your hands and fuck your cock between them.

Me: OK (I placed my hands on her boobs and fucked them) OMG!

Aunt: Yeah, I know.

Me: What?

Aunt: It feels good, right?

Me: Yeah

Aunt: OK, good. So, you are getting ready for my pussy, and you are going to fuck me. You are going to make me cum, and you are going to make me feel better about cleaning up your fucking messy bed. Now squeeze my boobs tight.

Me: OK, I’ll do whatever you want.

Aunt: OMG, you don’t even know how to fuck my boobs? Have you ever been with a woman, or you jerk off to porn? Have you got your dick sucked before?

Saying this, she took my cock into her mouth. After looking at my reaction, she said, “I guess you didn’t get sucked before.” She sucked my cock well and also took my balls into her mouth. She asked me to keep quiet while she was cleaning my dick. “You like it when I lick your balls clean?

Me: Yeah, aunty, that feels good.

I just laid back and let her do the work and enjoyed the action.

Aunt: You know what? I think that I should teach you a lesson. I think that you should know what it’s like to clean something.

Me: OK (she moved back and took off her pants and inners), what are you doing?

Aunt: I think you should clean my pussy and ass.

Me: What?

Aunt: I think that you should clean my pussy and my asshole.

Me: Oh no, I’ve never done anything like that before.

Aunt: Guess what? You never cleaned your room, either. So, now you’ll learn to clean from my pussy and ass hole. Get over here and lick my pussy and ass hole. NOW

Me: OK. (she got into doggy, and I went behind her and started to lick her ass hole) Like that? Am I doing it correctly?

Aunt: Yeah. See, it’s not that hard to clean. It’s a good start, push your tongue deep in my ass and clean it properly.

I just followed her orders. When I tried to lick her pussy, she ordered me to lick her ass hole clean first. So I can learn how it feels to clean something really dirty. I again just followed her words. She spread her ass cheeks wide so I can lick it deep.

She held my neck and pressed my face deep into her ass. After a while, she stopped me and turned onto her back.

Aunt: I want to see if you are doing a good job or not. So, let me watch you.

She pulled my hair and took my mouth onto her pussy. I switched between her ass and pussy and licked both the holes. While licking, I played with her nipples. I can see in her eyes that she liked it.

Aunt: now I need that cock inside me. I need you to fuck me. Get up here and fuck me.

I got up and rubbed my cock on her pussy. I also rammed my cock hard on her pussy. She let a loud moan and pushed my dick into her pussy. Soon I got inside her pussy. I started with medium strokes, to which my bed started making noise. My aunt was moaning, “Yeah, fuck it, go deep.”

After listening to that, I increased my speed, and her moans, too, became louder. While fucking deep in her pussy I bent forward and gave a kiss on her lips. Now, I held both her legs on one side and continued fucking her pussy for another 2 minutes.

She ordered me to lick her pussy again. I licked her pussy and made it wet with my saliva. Now she goes on top of me and rides my dick for a while. I then put her into the doggy position. While I was fucking her in the doggy, the dominant in me was coming out slowly.

I held her hair tight and pressed her face into the pillow. I fucked deep in her pussy. I pulled her head towards me with one hand, and with the other, I squeezed her boobs hard and spanked her ass. By the sounds she was making, I guessed that she was completely into it and enjoyed it fully.

After we fucked for about 20 to 30 minutes, I said I’m going to cum. She asked me to release all of it on her boobs. She licked and swallowed the last lucky drop of my cum, and also she took the cum from her boobs and took it into her mouth.

Aunt: You know what? This is the only kind of mess I like. Now you need to clean my ass hole again. Stick your tongue deep in there.

I again followed her order and licked her ass and pussy, and she cum in my mouth.

Now, here comes the real surprise. When we were almost finished, my cousin sister (aunt’s daughter) was at the door watching us. What happened next will be in part 2

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