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Ye sex kahani meri apni hai, aur main first time kahani likh raha hu. Main Punjab mein rehta hu. Desi buddha hu age ke hisab se. Meri body bahut fit hai, young ladkon se behtar body hai meri. Lund size mera 8.5 inches hai. Mota bhi kaafi acha khaasa hai, aur timing bhi 30 minutes se upar hai. Main family mein rehta hu.

Mera ek dost hai. Wo Mumbai ka hai. Mera ham-umar hai. Usko kuch time ho gaya, wo USA mein rehta hai. Lekin family uski Punjab mein rehti hai.

Uski wife ki age 45 hai. Wo apni mummy sath rehti hai, jinki age 60 plus hogi. But wo behne lagti hai. Kaafi maintain kiya hai unhone khud ko. Unke ghar mein Neha bhabhi, Simran mummy, bhai, ek aur bhabhi rehti hai.

Unke ghar mein problem chal rahi thi, to mere dost ne mujhe bola ki aap jaake help karo unki. To maine bola theek hai. Fir maine wife ko sath liya, aur waha chala gaya. Unke ghar 2-4 din hum rahe. Fir hum wapas aa gaye ghar.

Fir bhabhi ne phone pe bola: Mujhe kaam hai aapse, to aap aao ek baar. Lekin akele aana.

Maine bola: Theek hai.

Maine fir agle din gaadi nikali apni, aur chala gaya. Jab main gaya, bhabhi paani wagaira leke aayi. Maine sofa pe baith ke paani piya. Bhabhi kaafi sexy lag rahi thi. Unka waise size 38″ hoga, aur jism bhara hua tha bahut hot.

Fir maine bola: Bhabhi sab theek to hai na? Aapne aise bulaya mujhe.

To wo paas baith gayi aur boli: Hanji sab theek hai. Sab shaadi pe gaye hai. Main akeli darr rahi thi, to socha aapko bula lu.

Maine kaha: Koi baat nahi. Main aa gaya hu na. Darro nahi aap.

Tab sardiyon ke din the. Bahut thand thi. Tab shaam ke 4 baje hue the.

Maine bola: Theek hai, mujhe to sardi lag rahi hai.

To wo kehti hai: Aapki sardi kaise door hogi?

Maine kaha: Kya?

Bhabhi kehti: Main chai laati hu. Fir wo chai bana ke le aayi, aur hamne chai pee. Fir kuch der baad maine bola-

Main: Main naha ke fresh ho jau, aur aap khaana wagaira bana lo.

Tab tak main guest room mein gaya nahane ke liye. Aur jaise apne ghar mein main dhoti pehan leta tha raat ko, main dhoti aur baniyan pehan kar baahar nikal aaya. Wo mujhe dekhne lag gayi. Aur dekh ke wo kehti-

Neha bhabhi: Body to achi banayi hai bhai sahab.

Maine bola: Bas aise hi hai.

Fir dinner ka time ho gaya, aur dinner kiya. 9 baj chuke the, to meri aadat thi main raat paon dabwata tha roz wife se, aur fir hi neend aati thi. Unko bhi is baat ka pata tha. Meri wife jab aayi thi, usne bataya tha unko.

Fir main guest room jaane laga to Neha kehti-

Neha: Aap bhi mere waale room mein so jao. Main darr jati hoti hu.

To maine bola: Theek hai.

Room bada tha, aur sofa bhi pada tha. Ek room mein bed aur ek charpayi thi. To unhone mera bistar bed pe lagaya, aur khud ka charpayi pe. Fir hum dono aaye, aur apne-apne bistar par let gaye.

Tabhi wo boli: Bhai sahab, main daba du aapke paon?

Maine bola: Nahi.

Wo kehti: Mujhe bhabhi bata gayi thi, ki aapko neend nahi aati bina paon dabwaye.

Maine bola: Aise hi hai, chalo daba do bura na lage to.

Wo aayi, aur dabane lag gayi. Jaise hi usne hath rakhe body garam thi unki, to mujhe acha lagne laga. Maine dhoti upar kar di, to unko sab dikhne laga. Andar se main anjan bana raha. Wo bhi dabati hui dekhti rahi.

Mera lund to full khada ho gaya tha, aur baahar se bhi dikhne laga. Wo dekh-dekh full garam ho gayi thi, to paon se wo taango pe aa gayi. Fir achanak se unhone mere lund pe hath rakha, aur masalne lagi.

Aise lag raha tha jaise bahut pyaasi thi. Maine bhi dhoti utaar di, to wo sharma gayi ki main jaag raha tha. Maine bhi usko baju se pakda, aur utha ke bed pe lita diya. Fir main uske upar chadh gaya, aur honth choosne laga.

Wo chup-chaap maze lene lagi. To maine uske saare kapde utaarne shuru kar diye. Jaise hi maine uski kameez utari, uske bade-bade boobs mere saamne aa gaye. Uske boobs ko dekh ke main pagal ho gaya.

Maine fir boobs ko pakda, aur daba-daba ke choosne laga. Bahut maza aa raha tha usko. Tabhi maine neeche se usko salwar utaar di. Jaise hi uski sawar utari, to mujhe uski fuddi dikhi.

Fuddi dekh ke aisa lag raha tha, ki jaise kabhi chudi hi na ho. Maine fir apne lund ko fuddi pe rakha, aur uske doodh choosne laga. Wo maze se aahh aahh kar rahi thi. Fir maine usse bola-

Main: Neha randi ban jaa meri, aur mujhse khul ke chudwa.

Wo kehti: Mujhe sharam aati hai.

To maine kaha: Ab mujhse kaisi sharam? Agar maza lena hai to khul ke lo na, aise nahi.

Wo boli: Theek hai fir chod do mujhe.

Main uski fuddi pe apna lund ragadne laga, aur wo siskiyan lene lag gayi.

Fir wo boli: Daal do is lund ko ab mere andar, aur chod mujhe.

Maine ek jhatka maara, aur aadha lund andar daal diya. Wo cheekh uthi-

Neha: Aaahh, maar diya saale.

Main aadha daal ke doodh choosne laga zor-zor se. Isse usko kuch sukoon aaya. Maine fir pora jhatka maar ke saara lund fuddi mein thok diya. Ab uski aankhon mein paani aa gaya, aur wo boli-

Neha: Dard ho raha raha hai. Kaisa lund hai mota tera.

To main fir doodh choosne laga, to usko sukoon ayaa. Fir main upar chadh ke usko chodne laga.

Wo bol rahi thi: Zor-zor se chod apni randi ko. 15 saal baad lund mila hai. Phaad de aaj mujhe.

Main aur josh mein aaya, aur zor-zor se lund ko thokne laga.

Wo: Aahhh ahhhh ahhh ahhh

aapka lund bahut maza de raha hai aapki randi ko.

Maine zor-zor se dhakke maarne shuru kar diye, to wo aur ooncha bolne lagi-

Neha: Chodo mujhe, aaj apni randi ki fuddi thoko, zor-zor se thoko.

Maine bola: Chal ab meri ghodi ban saali.

To wo ghodi ban gayi. Maine lund rakh ke thok diya fuddi mein.

Wo boli: Ahhh ahhhh maar diya ghode ne aaj mujhe.

Main zor-zor se chodne laga. Wo bhi maze le-le bole jaa rahi thi. Kaafi der chodne ke baad wo mere upar chadh kar khud chudne lagi. Fir usne apna paani mere lund pe chhodh diya.

Main bola: Saaf karo isko.

Usne saaf kiya. Fir maine use kaafi der choda zor-zor se, aur apna paani uski fuddi mein chhodh diya. Uske baad wo mere upar let gayi.

Tabhi main bola: Kya baat hai, teri gaand kuwari hai abhi.

Wo kehti: Kya batau, bas tere dost ka lund hi chhota hai, aur 15 saal se wo baahar hai.

Hum fir baatein karne lage. Story ka main pehlu abhi baaki hai. Aage ke part ki wait kijiye, aur kahani par apni feedback zaroor dijiye.

My name is Asha. I am 43 years old and live in a two-bedroom apartment in Mumbai with my husband, Amit, and my son, Ashmit.

Unlike the moms in the stories, I am quite good-looking, have a fair complexion, standing only 5’2″.  I am completely out of shape now.  I have a pair of big melons size 36C and a little thick at my belly and my ass. Overall stats 36-32-40.

My husband works in a private company and earns quite handsomely.  But even though he is in his mid-40s now, he is very active in our sex life, just like a newlywed. He still screws me for at least 15-20 minutes almost every day.

I was an actress before my marriage. I have worked in many TV serials and films.  However, due to my parent’s restrictions on exposing and doing intimate scenes, I had to give up on some good lead roles and settle for small and insignificant ones.

I got married at the age of 22, and then, due to resistance from my father-in-law, I had to give up on my acting career.  After his death, my husband really wished that I would pursue my acting career. Somehow, for some reason or other, I could never follow my dreams.

My only son Ashmit has graduated, and currently, he is preparing for UPSC exams. Throughout his academic life, he has always been the class topper, and he was excellent in different sports. He stands 6’2″, has a fit athletic build, and is quite good-looking.

During his college days, he was very active in theatre activities. He used to write and direct one-act plays for the college. My life was going on in a very monotonous way. Just around that time, one of my old friends, Gauri, called me, and my whole life changed abruptly.

She used to be an assistant director in my acting days. Now, she has become an independent filmmaker. She offered me the lead role in her upcoming project.
The next day, I met her, and I went through all the details carefully. The story of the film took me aback.

I was quite apprehensive about it. So, I decided to talk with Amit and Ashmit about it. Later in the evening, at the dinner table, I started to talk.

Me: Guys, I have to say something to you.

Amit: What?

Me: Amit, do you remember Gauri, who was an assistant director of Subu sir?

Amit: Oh, Yes… I remembered…

Me: Well, she is now making a movie for an OTT platform. She has asked me if I would like to do the lead role.

Amit: Wow! That’s interesting. But how come she thought of you out of nowhere as you left acting long back?

Me: Actually, we were in touch for all these years, and she had asked me for various roles in the past as well. But I refused all of them. But now, since Ashmit has grown up and become independent, I felt I should give a thought to the offer.

Ashmit: Then go ahead. I don’t think you need my or Dad’s permission for that.

Me: Actually, the catch is that the subject of the movie is too bold. It’s a loose adaptation of a Japanese film. It’s a love story of Netra, a mature woman in her 40s, and Ameya, a teenage boy, and it will also include some intimate scenes between them.

Ashmit: Intimate? Do you mean nude sex scenes?

Me: No, there won’t be any direct nudity, but there will be implied nudity, like scenes of both being naked under a blanket or something like that. But it will include love-making scenes like hugging, kissing, squeezing, etc.

Ashmit: Oh, Okay. So what have you decided?

Me: Well, I have seen the original movie, and I loved it. But, in the first place, I want to know whether you both will be okay if I do such things on screen.

Ashmit: Of course, yes. Whatever you decide, I am there with you. What about you, Dad?

Amit: Yeah. I know it’s your dream to act in the lead role, and since you have got the opportunity, you should grab it with both hands. Like Ashmit, I’m too there with you. Just go for it, dear. Can we see the original movie?

Me: Yeah, sure.

After dinner, we saw the movie. Both Amit and Ashmit loved the movie. The movie had a lot of sex scenes between the woman and the boy. I was carefully watching Ashmit’s reaction to it. Surprisingly, he didn’t seem to be uncomfortable watching nude scenes with his parents.

After the movie, Ashmit talked for a long time with me about the movie. He was very excited to see the kind of role I was offered.

Ashmit: You know, Mom, I think you should ask the Director for some nude scenes. Especially when the woman lets the boy suckle her breasts as if she was breastfeeding her child. It was picturized so beautifully. I feel those scenes shouldn’t be compromised personally. I won’t mind even if you appear fully nude in such a beautiful movie.

I was very relieved to hear that from Ashmit. I knew Amit would support me wholeheartedly. I wasn’t sure about Ashmit’s reactions. But his words gave me a lot of confidence. Then he got up and was about to go to his room. I quickly got up and gave him a big, tight hug.

Me: Thank you so much, my love, for all your support.

After staying in the hug for a couple of minutes, he broke the hug, looked into my eyes, and said.

Ashmit: Anytime, anything for you, Mom.

And he went to his room. The next morning, I got ready for the audition. Ashmit wished me good luck, and I left. After 3-4 hours, I returned. I rang the bell, and Ashmit opened the door. I went directly into my room, and I started to cry, burying my face into my palms. Ashmit came into the room.

Ashmit: Hey, Mom, what happened? You are over-excited because you got the role, right?

I didn’t look up. Instead, I made some sobbing sounds. Ashmit sat near me and removed my hands from my face. My eyes were full of tears. I just hugged him and started to cry.

Ashmit: Please tell me what happened. I am worried now. I tried to control my crying.

Me: I failed miserably in the audition (I continued to cry)

Ashmit: Oh, that’s okay. But can you please tell me in detail?

Me (Sobbing): I did well in an emotional scene that was given to me. But then they asked me to do a few love-making scenes with a boy of almost your age. I was supposed to hug him and kiss him passionately. I could hug him, but I froze completely when it came to kissing him.

Me: Fortunately, the Director is a good friend of mine. And since she knows that I am doing this for the first time, she has given me a week to prepare for the love-making scenes’ audition. But Rohit, who is going to play the boy’s role, told me that he is going out of town for a week for some other shoot. So he won’t be available.

And I started to cry again. Ashmit was sitting next to me, completely dumbstruck.  I just asked him to leave me alone for some time, and he left the room. Rest of the day, I hardly spoke anything to Ashmit. Ashmit, too, didn’t say anything to me.

After some time, I got up and went back to work. In the rest of the day, Ashmit hardly spoke to me. Later in the evening, at the dinner table.

Ashmit: Dad, if you are okay, I can play the boy’s part for Mom’s rehearsals.

Dad: Why should I have any objection? In fact, that’s a very sweet gesture by you, my son.

Ashmit: But you know what kind of scenes that we’re going to rehearse, right? So, I guess if you two enact the scene once.

Amit: I am not getting you, beta.

Ashmit: See, Dad, Mom would be comfortable doing anything with you. So she would be at her best while performing with you. That would help me understand what Mom is supposed to do and what I am supposed to do.

Amit: But dear, you don’t know. When I start, your mom won’t let me stop, and you may likely end up witnessing a live porn film.

We all laughed. I brought 4-5 pages of the scenes from my room. Amit read it. Ashmit took over from him. While Ashmit was going through it, I went inside and changed into a saree, as it was required for the scene. I didn’t bother to wear it properly. I wore a deep-neck blouse as it was a requisition of the script.

I explained to Amit what he was supposed to do, and we started. I was getting nervous, as though I was doing it with my husband. For the first time, I was doing it in front of my son. But I had one thing very clearly in my mind. No matter what, I am going to do that.

So I took a deep breath, and we started. For future reference, Ashmit started to record the whole thing on his mobile.

I held Amit’s face in my hand. I had a long emotional dialogue expressing the woman’s love for this young boy. At the end, I kissed gently on his forehead, then on his left cheek, then on his right cheek, then on the chin in quick succession.

I looked deep into his eyes and pressed my lips against Amit’s lip. Then I started to kiss all over his face. Then Amit kissed me back, first on my lips, then on my ears. Then he moved towards my neck. I threw the saree pallu. The blouse had a deep neck, exposing a good amount of cleavage.

Now, exposing my cleavage to my son made me uncomfortable, and I froze again. Though as per the script, I was supposed to hold Amit’s head and place it right in between the boobs on the cleavage. But I was at a standstill.  Seeing no action from me, Amit started to kiss my cleavage and my boobs.

But rather than enjoying it, I was actually trying to push him away. Like a seasoned director, Ashmit yelled, “Cut.” I quickly covered my boobs with the pallu again.

Ashmit: Hey, Mom, you were awesome in the emotional scene. But romantic scenes make you conscious. So, I think you need to get over your consciousness.

Me: You are right. But after all, I am doing this for the first time. So let’s try again.

Though Ashmit didn’t look very convinced, he agreed to it. We tried a few times more. But still, my discomfort was visible on my face. Amit got an important phone call. He was on the phone. Ashmit was looking at the footage he had shot.

I was quite frustrated and upset with myself. I was lost in my thoughts. If I can’t do it with my husband, how can I do it with anyone else? I should not waste more time on this and should quit. Ashmit broke my thoughts.

Ashmit: Mom?

Me: I think I can’t do this and should quit.

Ashmit: No…Mom… I feel you can do it. See, ever since I can remember, I have seen you properly dressed and not showing an inch of your skin. So obviously, you are not used to it. I feel you need to get over this first. I suggest you wear something revealing for the rest of the evening and till tomorrow morning when our maid comes for her work. Then…

Me: No way! I can’t do that. I interrupted Ashmit in between. Ashmit: If you can’t show off your body to your son, how can you do that in front of strangers?

Amit: I think Ashmit has a point. Not just revealing. I think you should stay naked or at least semi-naked. Come on, take off your clothes.

Though Ashmit had a logical point, somehow, I was still not at all ready for all that. But since Amit supported that, I realized that there was no point in resisting. So I got up and went inside our room. I wore bicycle shorts and a sports bra. A few months ago, I purchased them when I joined a gym.

Though my gym enthusiasm didn’t last more than 2 weeks, those clothes have been lying idle in the cupboard since then. The shorts were almost up to my knees, covering my thighs, and it was high, almost up to my navel. My navel just peeped out of its elastic.

The sports bra, too, was high on the neck. It had a big zipper on the front, and it showed no cleavage. I felt I had sorted out the problem without showing too much of my skin. But as I walked out, both Amit and Ashmit, through their expressions, conveyed that they didn’t like my attire.

Amit gestured something to Ashmit through his eyes and murmured something. Before I could ask them what was cooking between them, Ashmit got up and came towards me.

Ashmit: Wow Mom! You look so beautiful and hot.

And he hugged me tightly. I felt quite relaxed to hear those words. I hugged him back. Ashmit tightened the grip of his hands around my back. While I was having a soothing feeling, out of nowhere, Amit came near me and literally peeled the shorts from my waist.

In protest, I tried to move, but Ashmit held me tightly and didn’t let me move.

Me: Amit, what the fuck you are doing. Ashmit, leave me.

To cut short my blabbering, Ashmit did something unthinkable. Suddenly, he pressed his lips against mine and closed my mouth. An electric current passed through my body. As a kid, he had kissed my lips on countless occasions.

But gradually, as he grew up, he stopped kissing my lips and kissed only on my cheeks. In the last 3-4 years, I don’t remember him kissing me even once. My resistance and protest died down in that split second. I started responding to his kiss.

It was the first time in my entire life I was kissing a man other than my husband. Though he was my son, he wasn’t kissing like he was kissing his mom. But he was kissing as if he was kissing his girlfriend, full of passion.

I was so engrossed in the kiss that I didn’t even realize when he unzipped my bra and opened it completely. I got to know about it when his fingers gently brushed on my underboobs. I could sense some hesitance from Ashmit’s side to touch the boobs.

I held his hand. I was about to put it on my breast. But Just around that time, Amit pulled off my shorts along with the thong I had worn inside. Now, they both were lying on the floor at my ankles. But while doing that, he accidentally pulled a few hairs off my thick bush around my pussy.

I instantly broke the kiss and screamed, “Ouch.” But I was still completely captivated by the beautiful feeling of kissing my son passionately. It didn’t bother me at all that my shorts were taken down. I came back to my senses.  I was completely shocked.

My mind was full of guilt for enjoying a passionate kiss with my son. I looked down at myself. The zipper of my bra was fully opened, and both boobs were popping out partially from it. My shorts were lying on the floor.  But Amit wasted no opportunity and pulled off my bra from my shoulders.

I was fully naked in front of my son. Ashmit was gazing at me from top to bottom. Trying to cover my melons with one hand and my thick bush with the other hand, I almost yelled.

Me: What the fuck you guys are doing? I felt I was not angry at my heart. I liked that feeling of being naked in front of those two guys. My cheeks become red with shyness and excitement. Both guys didn’t say anything. They were giggling. Amit started to speak.

Amit: See, darling, we asked you to be semi-naked. But you didn’t oblige. So we made you fully naked.

Now, both of them laughed loudly.

Me: Shut Up! And you, Ashmit, who the hell kisses his mom in this way, huh?

Ashmit: See, Mom, in any case, we were going to do that for your rehearsals. So think we started a little early. (And he winked his eyes)

In the meantime, Amit again became a little naughty. He slowly came to my back. I was talking with Ashmit. He pushed my hand on my boobs aside and got hold of both the boobs from the backside, and started to squeeze them. I felt I was turning on. So I just slapped on this hand.

Me (in a soft and shy tone): Stop it. What are you doing?

Amit (in a murmuring tone): Making love with my sexy wife.

Me (Again slapping his hand and in a murmuring tone): Shut up. We have our grown-up son right in front of us.

No matter how much resistance I showed, I was actually enjoying it, and it was turning me on. Especially the way Amit was pressing right on top of my nipples was making me more and more vulnerable with each passing second.

Knowing my weak points very well, Amit was almost tormenting me with the boob squeeze. Now, in spite of trying really hard, it was becoming very difficult to control my moans. Some soft moans started to escape from my mouth. I had started to feel wet in my pussy.

Now I was feeling the urge to have a dick inside my pussy desperately. I glanced at Ashmit. He was watching all this silently. As I looked at him, all of a sudden, he stood up and started to walk slowly towards me. As he got up, a big tent in his shorts was visible.

With his every step, my heart was beating faster and faster. What is he going to do now? Whether he, too, join me and Ashmit? Will Amit stop his son, or will he let him do whatever he wants to do with his mom? Will the father-son duo have a threesome with me?

But how can he do something with his mom? How can my pussy be so wet at the thought of doing something with my son? How can that thought excite me? My mind was cluttered with countless thoughts in those few seconds.

At the same time, my pussy was so oozing with fluids that they started to drip slowly through my thighs. The hand that was covering my pussy, was actually rubbing it now slowly. And just at that time, he stood barely a few inches away from the tent, almost touching his hand on the pussy.

My heart started to pound so fast that I guess he could have heard it. He stood there silently for a few seconds, making my heart beat even faster. He had eye contact with Amit, who was still gleefully kneading my boobs like roti dough. Perhaps he wanted to do something.

But he was hesitant, considering his father was right there. While I was already excited by the constant boob squeezing by Amit, I was becoming extremely anxious about Ashmit’s next move. Finally, Amit broke the silence.

Amit: What are you waiting for, my son? Feel free to do whatever you wish to do. You don’t need my permission.

After saying that, he released my boobs from his hands and exposed my milky white melons to my son. Now, my heart, which was racing like a Formula One car, abruptly stopped and skipped a bit or two.

Amit slowly removed my hand from my pussy and inserted his middle finger as deep as he could. Finally, I moaned loudly and openly.

Ashmit: Come on, Dad, are you out of your mind? I should go in my room, and you should practice the scenes which are not in the script (And he winked his eyes). Or we should get back to the rehearsals. I guess she won’t be having any problem with showing off her cleavage now.

Me: Thanks, beta. You saved me.

I quickly freed myself from Amit and rushed back to the room. I touched my pussy, and it was literally drenching wet. I went to the bathroom and started to clean myself. But the thoughts of what had happened in the drawing room just a while back still lingered in my head.

I had a guilty feeling about all that I imagined about Ashmit just a while ago. I was also worried whether I would be able to control myself while rehearsing some sex scenes with Ashmit. I wore the clothes and came back. We rehearsed the scene for one more time with Amit.

Ashmit was right. This time, pulling down my pallu and exposing my cleavage didn’t bother me much, and the scene was done quite finely. Ashmit looked very pleased.

Ashmit: Wow! You were simply phenomenal. The Director won’t consider any other name. Should we try the next part of the scene?

The next part of the scene was in the bedroom. My pallu was still down. I slowly opened all the hooks of the blouse. Now my bra-clad boobs are exposed. He took off my blouse completely and threw it on the floor. I took off his tee and started to kiss his bare chest while rolling my hands on his back.

Then I untied his pyjamas, and his pyjamas fell on the floor. Then I untied my saree petticoat. At that time, I forgot that after the earlier incident, I had not worn the panties and worn the saree petticoat directly. Now Amit was in his underwear while I was in my bra only.

I laid Amit on the bed and almost jumped on him and sat on his crotch. I started to kiss him passionately. The scene was supposed to end there. But I was done with the rehearsals. Now I desperately wanted a cock inside my pussy.

“This is not fair, Priya. You can’t leave me like this. I am not a small boy to masturbate. At least suck me till I cum,” I was almost pleading with her to relieve me.

Priya gave me a look at me and my cock, picking the lungi from the floor and handing it to me. She said, “I have an idea. Come with me to my home. My dad will be coming by 9 p.m. Sripriya will be alone in the kitchen. You can take her by surprise while she is cooking and I will come later. What do you say?”

I thought it was not a bad idea to take the slut wife into her own home. I wore the T-shirt and wrapped the lungi. I said, “I just need a pussy to drill and to deposit my cum. Mom or daughter doesn’t matter. But you must keep guard and let me know if your dad or relatives show up as it’s Onam today.”

I closed the door and went down to Priya’s house. Priya closed the main door and signalled me towards the kitchen. The kitchen platform was not visible from the hall. I went in and saw Sripriya standing near the stove with her back towards the door and humming.

I silently went near her. Bending, I lifted her saree, exposing her plump buttocks. The bitch was not wearing panties, as I had it with me. Sripriya was startled when her saree was lifted, and tried to turn back. I quickly swung into action.

Dropping my lungi down, holding my cock in my right hand and pressing her head down, keeping my left hand on the back of her head. I tried to push my cock between her ass cheeks, trying to find her pussy door.

But Sripriya, who was in a state of shock, was wriggling her ass and legs, making it difficult for me to penetrate her. Bending my head down close to her ear, I whispered, “It’s me, Sripriya. Don’t create a scene. Cooperate with me for 10 minutes.”

Sripriya turned her head. Seeing me, she was relieved, but with mock anger, she said, “What is this, Chetta? My husband may come anytime, and Priya should be in the house too.”

“Don’t worry about Priya. She went to her friend’s place after my tuition, and your hubby will come by 9. So we have 2 hours to enjoy. Give me half an hour. I am really horny dear,” I said, still trying to locate her door to heaven.

“You are impossible, Chetta. You just fucked me a few hours before, and already horny. Did you get hard by seeing Priya’s young body,” Sripriya said, smiling.

My left hand was pressing her breasts on the blouse. My right hand was showing my cock in the direction of her love hole. “Priya is still a young girl, and you are…” My cock found an opening and tried to enter it.

“Stop. You are trying to enter the wrong hole, Chetta. Wait, I will help you,” Sripriya inserted her right hand from under her thighs and held my cock. I released my right hand, and both hands were on her boobs for grip, ready to mount her. She had taken charge of my cock.

Sripriya expertly placed my cock at the opening of her pussy, I gave a gentle push, and I was fully inside her. She was wet already, and it made it easy to enter her so easily.

Sripriya, moaning, turned back and asked, “Priya is still young, and am I old Chetta?” Pulling my cock a bit out and ramming in her again, I said, “Who said you are old? You are ripe, ready to be eaten and taken anytime, dear.”

I was pounding her from my back in slow strokes, feeling her soft buttocks hitting my abdomen. Sripriya’s saree pallo was on the floor. I inserted my hands in her blouse top and ripped it apart.

Her breasts were released from the confines of her tight blouse. Cupping both her breasts, I began to pound her hard now.

“Chetta, you are killing me. Oh, yes, fuck me hard, Chetta. More, still harder,” Sripriya was screaming. I kept on fucking her nonstop without pausing.

“If you are so tight at this age, I wonder how your daughter will be, Sripriya,” I said, pounding her and she had an orgasm creaming my cock with her cum.

“Ah, do you want to fuck Priya, Chetta?” Sripriya said, taking a deep breath.

“Sure, why not if I get the chance? She is inexperienced, and I will give her sex education along with Math if you permit,” I said fondling her hanging boobs.

“My husband will kill you if you try something like that. You have already taken his wife, and you want his daughter, too. Aren’t you greedy? I will satisfy you myself. Don’t even think of seducing my little girl, Chetta,” Sripriya said in a firm tone.

But the bitch didn’t know that her little girl had already seduced me and made me her pussy eater and sex toy. I heard movement behind me and turned back. I was not surprised to see Priya standing behind my back. Placing a finger to her lips, Priya signalled me not to give out her presence.

She held my dancing balls in her left hand, and her right hand gripped my creamed cock at the base. She was feeling her stepmom’s ass and my cock moving in and out of Sripriya’s slushy pussy. I looked back when I felt Priya’s body upon me.

The young slut had lifted her shirt and was pressing her naked firm boobs on my back. What a lucky day it was for me. The stepmom and the daughter sandwiched me. It was a nice feeling to have Priya’s young tits being crushed on my back.

“Chetta, why did you slow down? Fuck me fast and hard. I don’t want Priya to come and catch us like this. Finish off quickly. I will come in the afternoon tomorrow, and you can fuck me as long as you like,” Sripriya said, panting urging to finish soon.

I came to my senses, hearing her, gripping her boobs tightly began to ram her as fast I could. I knew I was close as Priya was rubbing my balls and holding my cock tightly at the base. I saw her kneeling on the floor. I sensed my cock being licked up as I was moving in and out of Sripriya’s moist pussy.

I was baffled at the young girl’s courage. She asked me to fuck her stepmom in her own house. Now she was licking me as her stepmom was being fucked. I hated the young girl’s guts. But I plundered her mom’s ripe pussy, wondering when I would get the chance to enter this gutsy girl’s pussy.

I knew I was close and gave long strokes. I pushed my cock all the way inside Sripriya’s pussy and began shooting my cum. Sripriya had become silent, receiving my cum gracefully in her womb. I pulled my cock out.

Priya took my cock in her mouth and sucked my cum and her stepmom for a brief second. She silently went out of the kitchen. I stepped back, and Sripriya’s saree fell, covering her legs. Sripriya stood up, turned towards me began hitting my chest with her free breasts juggling on her chest.

“What has gotten in you, Chetta? You shocked me literally,” Sripriya said, lifting her pallo and wiping my cock clean of our juices.

“You could have sucked my cock clean with your mouth. Why did you use your saree, dear?” I said, pinching her hard nipples.

“Chee, you are very naughty Chetta. Don’t worry, I will make it up for you. I will give you a nice morning blowjob early in the morning before my hubby wakes up. Keep the door locked. I will use my key and enter. I thought of doing it without telling you before you came here now. Now, it won’t be a surprise. Look what you have done to my blouse,” Sripriya said, showing her torn blouse hooks.

“Don’t worry, I will get you a new dress tomorrow if you give me a nice blowjob in the morning,” I said and wrapped my lungi across my tummy, kissed her on the lips and left her house.

Hey everyone, This is Mahi, back with another story. I hope you guys have read all the previous stories, as this is a continuation. Furthermore, thank you for writing to me. It has been nice to talk to you guys and be able to hear your stories. Let’s get started now.

It was finally the day. The fest that we had been prepping for was quite successful. We were all very happy. Most of us were dancing on the stage by the end of it, and we had a lot of fun.

In between the chaos, Mac grabbed me and took me aside. He looked at both sides and then kissed me. I kissed him back. It was only for an instant, but it felt so warm and beautiful. He told me he wanted to kiss me more and we should go to my room.

We ran to my room, and he came from the window side quickly. The moment we were inside, we started kissing. His hands were running all over my body. At that moment we heard a knock, we thought of ignoring it, but someone kept knocking it.

I asked him to hide in the bathroom and come out when I asked him to. Meanwhile, I went and opened the door. The moment I opened the door, my heart froze as Rahul was standing there. He started walking towards me, grabbed and pulled me closer.

In an instant, he started pushing his hand on my jeans. I was scared of what was happening. The door was open while Mac was hiding in the bathroom. Rahul got his grip on me and pushed his hands inside my panties. He exclaimed, “You’re wet.”

I got closer to him and whispered, “Rahul, I beg you, please let go of me. Mac is here.” Hearing this, he got even more excited and started fingering me.

I held him tight and again whispered, “Please, Rahul, don’t do this. You can have me later. You can do whatever you want. I’m not going to stop you, but please let go of me now.”

I guess that’s what he wanted to hear. He pulled out his hands, fingers covered in my juices. He smeared it on my face and then asked me to lick it clean. He then ordered me to go down on my knees. I was begging him. But he took out his semi-hard dick and told me to suck it.

I was telling him to leave, but he didn’t budge a bit. So I went down on my knees and started sucking his dick. In just a few seconds, his dick was erect. Then he held my head and fucked my mouth by moving his dick and then took out his cock.

He asked me to open my mouth. He spit on my mouth and told me to swallow it. He said he’s leaving now and he’ll be waiting for my call. Just before leaving, he told me to kiss Mac with the same mouth that sucked his dick, and then he left.

I locked the door and knocked on my washroom door, asking Mac to come outside. I had cleaned my face so he didn’t see what Rahul had left me with. He was out and about to kiss me, but I stopped him. I said let’s go to the main course and dropped down on my knees.

I lowered his jeans as his dick sprung up. I kissed it and started sucking it. He was moaning. In a few minutes, he was close to cumming. He was trying to pull out, but I didn’t let him. He told me he was going to cum soon. I kept sucking him till he came into my mouth.

He pulled out his dick and started saying sorry. He knew I didn’t like it, but in my mind, I knew I’d already done it with Rahul. So why don’t I do it for my bf? I opened my mouth and showed him all his cum and then swallowed it right in front of him.

He was blown away by what he was seeing and just said wow. I got up and told him that it was time for him to return the favour. I dropped down my jeans and was just in panties. Mac pushed me on the bed and removed my panties, and started licking my clit and kissing my inner thighs.

He then licked the pussy from top to bottom. I was moaning and running my hands around his hair while his tongue worked the charm on me. Soon, he pushed a finger. I let out a harder moan. He ate my clit while he fingered me. It was too much for me to take.

In no time, I had my orgasm, which he delightfully ate. “I want your cock,” I begged him. He was seeing me in a very new avatar today. Just a few minutes back, I had swallowed his load. Now I’m asking him to fuck me. He was hesitating a bit.

I asked him, “Please, I want you to fuck me today and take my virginity.” He, too, wanted it now. He placed his cock on my pussy entrance and rubbed it a bit. Then, out of concern, he asked me if it was okay for us to do it raw.

I told him that it was the first time I wanted to know how he felt. He could continue like this. He tried pushing his dick in my hole but failed. He was embarrassed a bit but tried again, and it still didn’t get in. I then held his dick in place and asked him to push slowly.

His dick finally penetrated inside me. We both moaned. I asked him to keep it slow. He was just a little bit thicker than Rahul, but it was enough for me to notice the difference. His tip went in, and he kept pushing bit by bit till the whole of his dick was inside me.

“Does it hurt, babe?” He asked. I nodded in affirmation. He kissed me and kept his dick inside me for a few seconds before he pulled it out halfway and pushed it back slowly. We again moaned. “You’re gripping me too tight,” he said and then again pulled out and pushed in.

He was slow, but he tried to thrust as deep as he could. After some time, we both got accustomed, and he started fucking me properly. I was moaning his name, and he was moaning mine. Then he kissed me while fucking. He then grunted and told me he wouldn’t be able to last long.

I told him not to pull out and keep fucking me like that. In a minute, he filled my pussy with his cum and fell on top of me. He then kissed me again and pulled out his dick, and laid beside me. His cum was dripping down from my pussy. We just laughed and said we finally did it and then kissed again.

We then cuddled in each other’s arms and dozed off for some time. When we woke up, it was midnight. We decided it was better if he stayed the night here as going back at this point can be risky. We kissed again, and I noticed his dick was erect again.

So this time, I came on top of him, held his dick and slowly lowered myself on it. I loved the look on his face when I was doing this. I bent down and kissed him and started moving my hips top and bottom. It was still a bit difficult, but I tried to make him feel the best.

He had his eyes closed and moaning while I rode his dick. I took his hands and made him grab my tits. Since he had already cum twice, he took longer to cum. I, on the other hand, had just cum on top of him. After some time, he started moving his hips and pulled me over him.

He wrapped his arms around me and started thrusting his dick from the bottom. He was kissing my neck and fucking from the bottom. Then he bit me hard and came inside me all over again. I grunted when he bit me, and we were breathless for some time.

I laid on top of him for some time. His dick shrank and came out of my pussy, cum oozed out of me and fell on him. I went down on him slowly, licked his dick clean and swallowed all the cum that fell on his body.

Mac: What happened to you today?

Mahi: What?

Mac: I thought you didn’t like it when I came in your mouth. Today, you swallowed it, and now you licked it off my body.

Mahi: Shut up! I know you love it.

Mac: That I definitely do.

I laid on top of him and kissed him slowly. We were both really hungry now. I had some noodles that we cooked and then dozed off in some time. I woke up in the morning when I felt something was happening to my pussy. I had barely opened my eyes, and I saw Mac between my legs licking my pussy.

The moment he saw me waking up, he pushed two fingers inside me, and I moaned hard. He started fingering me and eating my pussy. I was wide awake, moaning and holding the bedsheet, closing in on orgasm. He kept fingering me faster and deeper, and I cum hard.

He then got on top of me, and he still had some of my juices on his lips. He kissed me with that. He then slowly positioned his dick near my pussy and thrust it hard in me. I moaned, wrapped my hands around him tightly, and spread my legs further for him.

He fucked me in the same position for good 5 minutes and then flooded my pussy with his cum. We lay in that position for some time, and then he pulled out his flaccid dick. He then kissed my forehead and said I should rest a bit. He’ll leave. He got up, dressed and left my room.

I was asleep again in no time. After some time, I heard a knock on my door. I somehow managed to get up, wrapped a towel around and opened the door slightly to see. It was Rahul. He pushed me back and entered the room, closing the door behind him.

That’s it for today, folks. I hope you have been loving the story so far. If you want to talk more, you can contact me at [email protected]. Any feedback is appreciated. Thank you.

Hi all, I am here to share with you one of the best experiences of my life. This happened last year in September. Durga pooja was near and as any traditional Bengali family does, we buy new clothes for it. So I and my mom decided to go shopping and buy new clothes and stuff for Durga Pooja.

Let me tell you about my family. There are three members in the family: I, my dad, and my mom. My dad is in a big position in his company and is busy almost all the time. My mom is a typical Bengali housewife. She is 38 and looks way younger than that. She mostly wears sarees with sleeveless blouses. Her boobs are very big as all Bengali women, and a little cleavage can be seen almost always and she doesn’t mind it. At parties, she wears modern sarees and all the men just admire her beauty. She wears a saree 1-2 inches below her navel, so the belly button can be seen. She is a perfect mom and is friendly to everyone. At this time, I was 19 and done with high school, and took a drop.

So my mom and I planned to go shopping on Wednesday as it was my holiday, and we decided to go in the morning and be back before 5 pm. So, we left our home at 11. Mom was wearing a good saree as usual. We first did my shopping. All the shop workers were looking at her with desire as if they had seen beauty for the first time.

After my shopping, we began with mom’s shopping. We went to a saree shop at 1:30 pm. A very few employees were there and only 2 other customers besides us. Then a young man in his late twenties came to greet us and asked Mom what she wanted.

Mom described everything and he told us to follow him to the first floor. All the sarees mom needed were there. We all went up and there was no one else there, only we three. Mom finally asked why the shop was so empty.

Salesman: Ma’am, it’s midweek and lunchtime. So, only a few people are here right now.

Then he made us sit and told us to wait while he brought sarees. Then he started showing us the sarees. I saw him 2-3 times looking at mom’s breasts. Then he gave some sarees to mom and asked her to try them on. He pointed her to the changing room.

It was a small changing room with space for one person only. My Bengali mom then got up and took some sarees and blouses to try on. While mom was inside and changing the saree, the salesman was looking for more sarees to show and I was browsing my phone.

After 3-4 minutes, my mother came out and we both looked at her. I was shocked. Mom’s blouse’s buttons were not buttoned and her big cleavage was on display. The salesman was also half shocked and half happy seeing Mom like this. Mom’s bra was visible which was trying to hold those huge bombs.

Mom: These blouses are very small, bhaiya. Give me another size.

Salesman: It can’t be, ma’am.

Then he came near mom, crossing the counter. He asked mom to turn around and he started to check what went wrong. Then he came near her and started to touch her blouse and cleavage, trying to close the buttons. I could see him enjoying pressing my mother’s boobs. After 2 attempts, he said –

Salesman: Ohh yes ma’am..These are braless blouses. You should try them without a bra.

Mom looked convinced and she went back inside the changing room. 2 minutes later, she came out and this time, two buttons were closed, but the rest was open. Her cleavage was still on display and to my shock because of removing her bra, her nipples were poking through the cloth. I and the salesman both could see where her nipples were.

Mom then said: No bhaiya, it’s still small.

Again he came close to mom and tried to feel her boobs. He pressed her boobs as if trying to close the buttons. And he even tried to insert his hands inside the blouse. Then he said –

Salesman: Ma’am, I can’t make the size of your breast. If you remove the blouse, I’ll measure it and give you the correct size.

Mom: Should we go to the changing room?

Salesman: I can only measure here. Because the trial room is small and since no one’s here, you don’t need to be shy.

Mom: Ok, bring your tape.

I thought while he brought the tape, mom would go and change into an old blouse so he could take measurements. But to my surprise, she just stood there with her huge cleavage on display. Soon, he came back with tape and I could see happiness in his eyes.

As he came and stood there, I had the most shocking moment of my life. Mom started to unbutton her blouse right there in front of us. She opened one button then the last button and boom, her boobs burst out. Omg, those were the biggest and sexiest boobs I have ever seen. She had big brown nipples and small areolas. Both me and the salesman were looking at the jiggling boobs with aww while she removed the blouse completely. Then mom threw the blouse on the table. She had to ask the salesman to take measurements.

Mom: Take the measurements.

The salesman broke from shock and went very close to mom. Then he asked her to raise her arm and her clean shiny armpits were visible and mom looked like a model posing for a nude shoot. I just felt I was in heaven looking at such a beautiful sight.

The salesman put the tape around her naked back and pulled her closer to him. He squeezed her boobs from the tape, and her nipples were getting up or down the tape. He was clearly playing with nipples but made it look like he was trying to get them correctly for measuring.

Then what he did surprised me. The salesman with some courage touched her nipple and placed it under tape. I was shocked watching all this and thought mom would scold him for touching me. But she didn’t say a word and I saw her eyes were closed and she was biting her lips.

Mom’s nipples were also getting harder and I could see she was also feeling horny. But she quickly regained sense and asked if he was done. He then groped her boobs with his hands, lifted them, and asked her to hold them like that while he measured.

I also just wanted to grab those melons and play with them. The salesman then removed the tape and said 36″. He then went and asked us to wait while he found the size of the match. Mom just stood there half naked and she looked at me and tried to act annoyed and said.

Mom: Ahh, stick like this here.

Me: But what can we do? We have to get your dress also, naa.

And again with no shame, my Bengali mom just stood like that and all of this was making me horny. I just wanted to suck her boobs. After 2 minutes, the salesman came.

Salesman: Ma’am, I don’t have a blouse of your size in this saree. Here are some other ones you can try.

And he kept them on the table. Mom started checking them. Then she picked one and kept it on her one boob as we usually do while trying and then she turned and faced me and asked how it looked.

Me: Gorgeous, mom. Everything looks amazing on you.

Mom then turned and began going to the changing room.

Salesman: Ma’am, you can change here. It’s no problem and it will be difficult for you in such a small trial room.

Mom: Are you sure? Someone might come up.

Salesman: Ma’am, don’t worry. I guarantee no one will come.

Mom thought for a second and came back. Then she started to remove her saree and within seconds, she was standing only in petticoat. She tried multiple sarees and right there only. We saw her wearing and removing the blouse many times and even I got a chance to see her boobs while feeling the cloth.

More on the next part how she showed us her full body. Please leave a comment if you like the story.

Anju haste hue boli: Devar ji, aap bade natkhat ho. Pet pe daag hi kar diya.

Bina: Is bahane hi sahi, hassi mazaak hota hai to din acha kat jata hai. Devar ji aur Deepa, tum dono hi kitne ache ho, jo apni bhabhiyon ko hassa kar aur khikhila kar rakhte ho.

Bina ne aankh mein aansu laane ka sa naatak kiya. To maine aansu ponche. Fir Bina ne mujhko khud ke boobs se satta liya bhawuk hote hue, aur mere dono hath Bina ki kamar pe the. Bina ki kamar pe bhi daal lag gayi thi.

Niraj ke saamne ye mazaak mujhe aur Anju aur Bina ko bahut sukoon de raha tha. Khaane ke baad hum paancho aur dono bachhe baahar ghoomne nikle taxi mein. Jagah ki kami ke kaaran sab chipak ke baithe the.

Bachho se khelne ke bahane Niraj reh-reh kar Anju aur Bina ke pet ko choo raha tha. Raat ko ghar pe aa kar Anju aur Bina sirf petticoat blouse hi pehni, aur saree utaar di thi garmi ki wajah se.

Anju aur Bina ke pet chamak rahe the. Blouse bhi Bina bra ke pehan ke sirf beech ka hi hook laga tha, jiske kaaran boobs ke dudhiye rang ke ubhar upar aur neeche side se dikh rahe the. Dono ne hi petticoat ko nabhi ke upar is tarah se baandha tha, ki nabhi ki upar ki halki si jhalak dikh rahi thi. Fir thodi der mein peticoat neeche khisak gaya, to nabhi ke darshan ho rahe the.

Niraj mujhse chhota tha. Isliye dost ki tarah hi tha, aur maine jaan-boojh ke hi usse akele mein bhojpuri gaane dekhte hue, nabhi aur heroine ke pet ka zikar kiya.  To Niraj bhi mujhse khul ke baat karne laga. Niraj ki baaton se itna to zahir ho gaya tha, ki Anju aur Bina ki pet, nabhi, boobs pe uski lalchayi nazar thi.

Niraj ke poochne pe maine bhi bahut hi sadharan tareeke se khud ko bewkoof banate hue keh diya-

Main: Bhabhiyan hai meri. To hassi-mazaak aur bachho ke sath khelte waqt kayi baar hi bhabhiyon ke pet pe bhi sar rakh ke let jata hu. Aur mauka milta hai to nabhi ke andar ungli bhi ghusa deta hu chupke se, jab neend mein rehti hai. Bhabhiyan agar jaan bhi jati hai neend mein, to main neend ka naatak kar deta hu. Aur wo bina kuch kahe dheere se ungli hata deti hai.

Main: Yaha tak ki neend mein to maine dudh bhi piya hai anjan ban kar kayi baar hi. Lekin afsos hua kyunki main to shaadi-shuda hu, aur tumhari behan meri biwi. To ye sab karna galat bhi to hai.

Ye sab sun kar Niraj ko tajjub hua, aur uttejna uski aankhon mein jhalki, aur kaha-

Niraj: Nahi jiju, aap galat bhi nahi ho. Pehli baat to ye, ki ye dono aapki bhabhi ke sath-sath biwi bhi to hai. Bhale hi opcharik taur pe. Aur in dono ke sath thoda bahut bhi fun nahi hoga to Inka jeewan udas ho jayega.

Main: Yahi baat tumhari behan Deepa ne bhi mujhe samjhayi. Isliye uske saamne hi main in dono bhabhiyon se mazaak karta hu. Aur hum log kayi baar to hassi mazaak wali ladayi, aankhon mein patti baandh ke khojna, ya fir chupan-chupayi bhi khel lete hai. Us dauran main bhabhiyon ko chedhta hu chupke se. Jaise lipat jana, ya anjan ban kar boobs daba dena, ya pet mein muh ragad dena.

Main: Yaha tak ki kayi baar to bhabhiyan hi bol deti hai, bra ka hook laga do, ya fir peeth pe dard ho to excercise ke bahane peeth kamar bhi daba deta hu. Unko ye sab bura bhi nahi lagta. Lekin main uttejit ho jata hu. Fir ajeeb bhi lagta hai. Ghar aur samaaj ne to biwi se bhi rishta nahi banne ki kasam di hui hai, kya karu? Waise bhi tumhari behan ladke ki tarah hi hai.

Niraj: Jiju aapki pareshani ka hal to hai. Samaaj ki kasam chhodhiye, meri behan ki aap chudai kijiye. Ye hak hai aapka, jisse din bhar dimag kharaab nahi rahega. Aur bhabhiyon ke sath bhi maza to karna hi chahiye. Bhale hi chudai naa kare. In dono ka ghar pe khula pehnawa to uttejit karega hi aapko. Aap anjan ban kar hi sahi maze kijiye.

Main: Sahi keh rahe ho. Mujhe tumhari baatein sach lag rahi hai.

Niraj: To aaj aap didi ke paas hi so jana, aur kisi tarah usko patana shuru karo. Samaaj ki baat sunne ki zaroorat nahi. Biwi ka matlab biwi hi hota hai, aur biwi chudne ke liye hi hoti hai. Akelapan mile to zabardasti chudai karo. Aur ek baar kar liye, to khud ye log kisi ko nahi bata paayengi.

Main bewkuf hi bana raha, aur Niraj se gyan leta raha. Tabhi Anju waha apne bete ke sath aa kar baith gayi. Wo mere bagal mein hi satt kar baith gayi sofe pe tv on karke, aur bete ko khaana khilane lagi. Anju peticoat aur blouse mein hi thi. Mere sath satt ke baithi thi, isliye Anju ki mulayam aur gadrayi hui kamar mein kuhni dhansi thi meri.

Maine Anju ka pet dabate hue kaha: Bhabhi kitni moti ho gayi ho. Mujhe daba hi diya. Ye pet ko thoda pichka lo.

Anju ne hi haste hue reply diya, aur yahi baat karte hue main uske pet ko dabate hue jhoothe hi naatak kiya, aur pet mein laal masse ko sehlate hue kaha-

Main: Iske neeche to gaanth jaisa hai.

Niraj ne bhi turant muayna karne ke bahane se Anju ke gadraye mulayam chikne aur gore makhmal se pet pe hath lagaya, aur ungliyon se dabaya.

Anju ne kaha: Gas bahut banti hai.

Anju ke motape pe Niraj ne chinta bhi jatayi, aur pet ko dono hathon se muayana karte hue jhooth hi naatak kiya-

Niraj: Bhabhi ko shayad pathri ho sakti hai pet mein.

Sun kar Anju chintit hui. Niraj ke kehne pe Anju let gayi sofe pe hi, aur Niraj ne mujhe kaha-

Niraj: Jija ji, aap bhabhi ke side se beech se pet ko dabaye,

Anju: Isko kya idea hai, sharmao nahi. Tum hi karke dekho. Tum bhi to mere devar ki tarah hi ho.

Niraj doctor ki tarah se muayna karne ki style mein aa gaya, aur Anju ke gadraye hue pet ka muayna karne hue dabaya jagah-jagah se. It beech Anju ne paad diya, to apni baat mein aur bhi dum samjh ke Niraj ko confidence aa gaya.

Niraj ne hichkichate hue se peticoat ko aur bhi neeche khiska diya, nabhi se bahut neeche. Nabhi ke neeche area mein hath se sehlate aur dabate hue kaha-

Niraj: Ye to aap saree jitna neeche ho pehna karo, ho sake to saree ki jagah salwar pehno kuch din ke liye. Aur nabhi ki halki-halki gol tareeke se maalish karwaya karo seedhe let kar.

Anju: Kisi ko aata hi nahi. Tum sikha do devar ji ko kaise karna hai.

Niraj ne sikhane ke bahane se Anju ki badi si gol gehri nabhi ke charo taraf ungliyan firate hue nabhi mein ungli ghusa di. Dheere-dheere se poori andar tak aur gol-gol ghumate hue halka daba bhi banaya. Wo mujhe sikhane ki training de raha tha. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha, ki Niraj meri hi biwi ke mere saamne hi maze le raha tha. Maine bhi nabhi mein ungli dali Niraj ke saamne, aur pet ko masla. Beta 3 saal ka khade dekh raha tha.

Niraj ne kaha: Jija ji, aap bhabhi ji ki nabhi ko thoda sa tatolte hue is tarah se choosiye, ki nabhi pet ki skin sahit upar ki taraf kheenche.

Mere naa-nukur karne pe Niraj ne kaha: Jiju, aap to pati bhi ho bhabhi ke. Isliye aapka aise karna galat nahi. Mera karna sahi nahi hoga.

Maine Niraj ko lagbhag daant-te hue kaha: Bhabhi itni badi Umar ki hai hum logon se. To bura kyun maanegi?

Meri baaton ka Anju ne bhi samarthan kiya. To Niraj taiyaar hua, aur Anju ki nabhi pe muh rakh kar jeebh andar ghusa ke hilate hue nabhi ko choosne laga. Wo nabhi ko muh mein bhar kar pet ko upar ki taraf kheencha. Ye style bahut hi gazab tha. Dekh kar to nera lund funfuna gaya.

Niraj ke hatne pe maine kapde se Anju ke pet ko poncha, aur Niraj wali style se nabhi ke andar jeebh ghusa ke firate hue muh mein bhar ke upar kheencha. Anju ne kaha ki usko aaram mila tha. Niraj ki himmat badh chuki thi, aur meri taraf chupke se aankh maari aur kaha-

Niraj: Jiju, aap bura naa maano to ek baat kahu? Bhabhi ke dudh ke khatam nahi hone se dudh pet tak jaa kar jam jata hai. Aur iske kaaran hi samasya hoti hai. Isliye jaise bhi inke bete ko dudh poora pilana chahiye.

Anju: Beta ab bada ho gaya hai. Nahi peeta hai. Zabardasti kiya to daant kaat deta hai, aur ye baat to mujhe pehle bhi kisi ne kaha tha ki, iska farak aata hai shareer pe.

Anju bhi jhooth hi bol rahi thi, mere sajaye hue nataak ko samajhte hue. Tab tak waha Bina bhi aa gayi, aur usko bhi poori baat pata lagi. Niraj ne kaha-

Niraj: Bina bhabhi aap pee liya karo dudh.

Bina ne jawab diya: Meri to khud hi yahi samasya hai, aur mujhe to ghinn aati hai, mahila ka dudh nahi pee sakti.

Anju ne bhi yahi kaha.

Tab Niraj ne kaha: Fir to koi upay nahi. Aap log hi ghar ke member hai. Ek-doosre ki madad nahi karenge to dard ko sehna hoga. Samajikta ko chhodhiye. Doctor bhi to shareer ke har hisse ko touch karta hai, tab to sharam nahi hoti. Aur ghar ke member se hi sharam kaisi?

Ye pravachan sun kar Niraj se hi upay poocha.

To Niraj ne kaha: Mera kaha bura lagega. Maan-na ya na maan-na aapki marzi. Kyun na jiju hi dudh peele. To shareer mazboot bhi hoga, aur shudh dudh milega. Aur bhabhiyon ko aaram bhi.

Ye sunte hi Anju aur Bina ne haami bhar di: Ye theek hai, waise bhi to devar hai hamara.

Main hichkichate hue bola: Mujhe ajeeb lagta hai. Mujhse nahi hoga akele se. Niraj ko bhi sath dena hoga fir to.

Anju: Niraj bhi mere liye bete jaisa hi hai. Mujhe koi pareshani nahi.

Bina ne darwaza room ka band kar diya, taaki Deepa naa dekh sake. Anju ne blouse khol diya, aur dono badebade boobs chamakne lage. Moti si nipple ke chaaro taraf bada sa gol sa pink ghera dekh kar Niraj ki aankhen chundhiya gayi. Niraj ne Anju ko gehri saanse lene ko kaha, aur nipple ke ghere ke chaaro taraf ungliyan firata raha.

Fir dono nipples ko dheere se masalta raha. Main aur Bina maze se dekh rahe the. Beta Anju ke pet pe thapki lagate hue, hum logon ki dekha-dekhi nabhi ko choos raha tha. Kabhi ungli ghusa raha tha. Niraj ne dono boobs ko dheere-dheere se dabana shuru kiya ek-ek karke, aur kaha-

Niraj: Pehle pilpilana padega, taaki dudh poora baahar ki taraf aa jaye.

Boobs bade the isliye ek boob ko dono hath se pakde hue tha, aur Niraj ke kehne pe maine bhi doosra boob sambhal liya aur dabane laga. Dudh ki pichkari seedhe dono ke muh pe padi. Dono ne ek sath hi ek-ek nipple ko muh mein daala, aur dono hatho se boobs ko dabate hue chooste rahe kaafi der tak.

Sath hi Niraj ek hath pet pe bhi nabhi se neeche tak ke hisse pe sehlata raha. Dudh khatam hone ke baad bhi choosna jaari raha. Fir Niraj ke poochne pe Anju ne bola-

Anju: Wakayi chaati mein bahut halka-pan mehsoos ho raha hai.

Aur fir Anju ne blouse pehan liya, aur peticoat bhi nabhi se upar karke baandh liya. Kyunki nabhi pe choosne ke daag the.

Anju ne kaha: Bina ka bhi dekh lo.

Tab Niraj ne apni sharafat dikhate hue kaha: Maaf karna bhabhi, mujhe sikhana tha isliye hi aisa kiya. Ab jiju seekh chuke hai. To unse hi karwa lo.

Fir hum sabhi ne khaana khaaya. Deepa jaanti to thi, lekin anjan bani hui thi. Kyunki Niraj saga bhai tha. Raat ko Anju ne kaha ki wo Deepa ko akele nahi chhodh sakti mere sath. Isliye Bina, main, aur Deepa sath sone chale gaye. Niraj Anju aur uske bete ke sath hi kamre mein sone laga.

Anju ne room band karke aur peticoat ko neeche karte hue, khud se Niraj ko kaha ki wo dobara waisa kare. Niraj ne naa-nukur karne ka naatak kiya, aur ek shart rakhi ki uske sath bhi yahi karna hoga. Anju maan gayi to Niraj shuru ho gaya. Boobs, pet, nabhi chuswa ke aur dabwa ke to Anju uttejit ho hi gayi thi.

Ab Anju ne Niraj ke nipple aur nabhi ko choosa, aur Niraj dono boobs dabata raha. Anju bagal mein hi let gayi. Petticoat ka naada khula hi tha. Niraj ne pet sehlate hue petticoat ko chut se bhi neeche kiya. Anju ne kuch nahi bola. Niraj chut ko sehlata hua daane ko choosne laga, aur ungli andar daal di.

Anju ne Niraj ko apne upar le liya, aur Niraj bhi ishara samajh chuka tha. Lund 6 inch ka bheetar daal ke chudai kiya, aur 10 minute tak aur farigh ho gaya. Anju ko usne aag laga kar chhodh diya, aur Anju ki chudai adhoori hi hui. Lekin Anju kya karti? Bechari raat bhar apni aag ko sekte hue so gayi.

Niraj ki to lottery hi khul gayi. Blue film mein dekhne ka tajurba bahut kaam aaya usko. Subha ko firse Niraj ne apni pyaas bujhayi. Lekin Anju ne saaf k3h diya-

Anju: Tum abhi chhote hi ho. Lund patla aur chotta hai.

Sun kar Niraj mayoos bhi hua. Lekin Anju ki aag bujhane ke liye rasoyi se ek kheera lekar, kheere se aage-peeche karke Anju ki chut ka paani nikala aur pee gaya.

Idhar doosre kamre mein maine Bina aur Deepa ki chudai ki. Niraj wala choosne ka formula alag type ka tha. Uska maza Bina aur Deepa ko bhi mila. Agle din khud Niraj ne, aur akele mein Anju ne alag se saari baat bata bhi di.

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.

Abhay asked me, “Do you want to experience how we treated Sneha the other day?” I nodded my head, and he asked me to spread my legs wide. I did, and he took a belt from the hanger and came near my pussy. Phat! A hit on my opened pussy. A scream from my mouth.

Vikram and Kiran caught my boobs and squeezed them hard. I screamed again, “Please be gentle.” Phat! A tight slap on my face from Kiran.

“Bitch, if you want to know what all we did with that slut you should go through all of this. We slapped that slut till her face was red, and you are shouting for just two slaps?”

I now understood these fuckers fucked my daughter rough and in BDSM, and I also wanted to experience it. I said, “Ok, now I get it, do as you did to Sneha and Priya.” I spread my legs wide and Phat! Abhay hit me with the belt again.

I moaned this time, and for the next shot, my pussy was leaking with a sort of painful pleasure. Vikram and Kiran pulled my nipples up and left. They played like that and then held my hands tied above my head and smelled my underarms from both sides.

I moaned as their noses and moustaches tickled me. I saw Abhay taking his underwear. He came over to my face and stuffed his underwear in my mouth. It tasted of urine and cum. He then spread my legs wide and sat between them. He took a but plug from the table beside me and pushed it into my pussy.

He moved it in and out and took it out full of my juices. He circled the butt plug around my ass hole, and with one push, he stuffed it in my ass. I could not scream as my mouth was stuffed. He started to rub my pussy till the pain turned into pleasure.

I raised my ass with pleasure. Then one hard slap on my pussy and I squirted like a slut all over his body. He got up, caught my leg and rubbed my juices to my feet and fingers. He then licked my feet and the juices on it all.  I was shivering with pleasure, and then he started to rub my pussy with his feet.

I was in heaven and full of pleasure. Vikram and Kiran took whips from the table drawer and started to slap my boobs with them. It was not painful at the beginning as Abhay was rubbing my pussy with his feet. He then entered his toe finger into my pussy, and it was so rough.

I was moaning while they started to whip my boobs hard, and they turned red. They clipped my nipples and pulled them. Abhay took a scale from beside me and slapped my pussy. He clipped my pussy as well and began to move the butt plug in and out.

I was moaning and Phat! Vikram slapped me in the face. I was in shock as I opened my eyes, and Phat! Now it’s Kiran who slapped me. I was looking at them in shock. Abhay pulled the clip from my pussy, and it pained like hell. He immediately placed an ice cube which soothed my pussy.

Vikram and Kiran lit two candles. I got scared and tried to shout, but nothing came out of my mouth as it was stuffed. He dropped the wax on my boobs while Abhay continued to massage my pussy with ice. I was experiencing the pain and pleasure at once.

It’s then when Abhay pulled out his dick and pushed it in my pussy and started to fuck my pussy. Vikran came over my face and pushed his dick in my mouth. I sucked him as Abhay was fucking me so good. Then Vikram shouted, “This slut is enjoying the fuck. Let’s show her hell.”

Kiran jumped and came near Abhay, who was fucking me. Abhay raised a little and moved forwards, and Kiran caught my legs and spread them wide. He applied some lube and started to push dick along with Abhays. I could not shout.

But I could feel how my pussy was being spread and with the butt plug in my ass. I was experiencing triple penetration. My pussy got widened completely. They started to move in a rhythm. I was enjoying it now, and when Vikram pulled his dick out of my mouth.

I began to moan, “Ah, you stretched my pussy, fuckers.” The boys got that encouragement and started to fuck with little speed. I was sucking Vikram like anything.

Now they let me free and made me get on Vikrams dick and Kiran entered my ass. Abhay, who has the longest dick, now entered my pussy along with Vikram. They started to fuck me with double-dick penetration. I was screaming and shouting like a slut.

They didn’t stop fucking and fucked me till they filled me with their warm juices. I fell there like a dead body, completely tired. I then slowly asked Abhay, “Did you fuck my daughter’s pussy with two dicks at once?” He smiled and said no. It was a relief for me.

I lay there hugging Abhay while Kiran entered my ass again and began to fuck me. I was kissing Abhay while I was getting fucked by Kiran. I dozed off to sleep and got up after an hour with Vikram fucking my ass.

Kiran brought his dick to my face. I sucked him. They double penetrated me again and fucked till three of us got the orgasm. They carried me to the washroom and made me lie down, and the three boys peed on me. Some of it went to my mouth, too.

Then they lay down and asked me to pee on their dicks which I did. I moved to their faces and peed on their faces. They drank it and licked my pussy and ass clean.

I got ready and came down. While looking for an auto again, Ravi came. When I got in, he asked, “Is everything fine?” I said, “Yes.” I don’t know why he asked like that. I went home, and Sneha was back from college by then. She started to kiss me as I entered the house, dragged me to her room, and lifted my saree.

She went in between my legs and pulled the panty, and licked my well-used pussy. I cum for the 7th time that day. Let me know how you felt reading my experience. My email is [email protected].

Hello Everyone. This is my experience with a young married lady in Dallas, Texas. I am Vishal (name changed), 38 years old and a very successful businessman. I visit Dallas every week to manage my multiple businesses there.

For that reason, I own a second home in a Dallas suburb so that I can avoid staying in a hotel. I also have an office in an office park where some of my clients drop by for meetings once in a while. Usually, I am just at the office taking client calls and meetings.

It had been a few months since my temporary secretary Jaya went back to India. I had been fucking her multiple times every day in the office, and her departure left a void in my sexual life. You can read about that here, ‘Fucked visiting Delhi MILF in Dallas.’

A few months of no action left me a bit frustrated.

A little bit about me: 6 feet tall, trim and athletic body, always well groomed and dressed and take pride in my looks. I have always been complimented on my good looks by ladies.

Anyways, with the holiday season approaching, I usually place orders for gift sets that I give to my clients with a Desi vendor that is a few miles from my office.

I called him a couple of weeks ago and told him to send me pictures of gift sets so that I can finalize them. He has not called me back. He has not been returning my calls for the last couple of days.

Feeling a bit irritated, I decided to go to his store and talk to him. Also, a few years ago, he got married to a girl, Payal, in India. She was 10 years younger than him, and he brought her to the USA.

Payal was 23 at that time. I used to flirt with her a few times, but nothing really happened. I knew she was into me, but I ignored her since she was so young and very skinny at that time.

I parked my car in front of the store and walked in. Payal was standing at the counter, watching me walk in. She greeted me with a broad smile and also complained that I don’t visit their store at all.

I explained why I was there. She explained that her husband went to India last week to attend to his sick mother and will be back after 4 weeks. I joked, saying she was a free bird for the next 4 weeks. She replied slyly what is the use? Some people show interest and then ignore referring to my earlier flirting.

I took the opportunity to hold her hands, looking her in the eye and said I am always interested, and she giggled. She continued holding my hands and said, “Let me show you a few things,” and started leading me.

As I followed her, I felt the stirring in my pants. I watched her hips sway and her ass jiggle in the silk saree she was wearing.

Payal is 30 now, about 5’ 6” tall, fair with a petite body, her ass must be about 34 and boobs about 32C. She looks like Sameera Reddy. She has put on weight in the past 6 years in all the right places after having a baby and looks juicy now.

She turned around and caught me gazing but did not say anything. She locked the front door and turned on the closed sign, explaining it was close to lunchtime anyway. She took me into the back office.

Over the next 15-20 minutes, she showed me various gift set options. During that time, our arms and fingers touched multiple times, handling the items back and forth. There was sexual tension in the air as we made multiple eye contact.

The proximity and her attempts at multiple touches had me in a full-on erection. When she turned around and reached up to get something from the top shelf, I was able to see her amazing navel come into view. That is it – I decided to take a chance and see what happens.

As she turned around to get another item, I stepped up to her and said let me help you and held her waist with both hands. I think she knew I was going to do it. She put her hands down and stood there. I slowly pulled her back to me and kissed her neck.

Payal’s body language gave me the go-ahead. I started planting multiple kisses on her neck while my hands were busy caressing her tummy and navel. I pulled her back into me and started rubbing my erection on her ass. She let out a sigh as I started dry-humping her and, at the same time, tugging on her ear lobes.

I pushed her a little forward, and she leaned forward with her hands resting on the shelving. I bent down and started kissing her waist. At the same time, she pulled her saree and petticoat up all the way, exposing her panties. I stopped kissing and, with my right hand, pulled down her panties, exposing her fair ass.

I went down further, kneeled on the floor and started kissing her ass cheeks. Her breathing became shallow as I started licking her ass crack. My tongue made circles around her ass hole. I wet her ass hole completely and made my way down to her pussy, and started licking it.

Meanwhile, I asked her to hold the saree and petticoat up while I freed my hands and inserted my 2 fingers into her pussy. My 2 fingers slowly started feeling the inside of her pussy while my thumb found her clitoral hood and started flicking it.

Payal started moaning as I started flicking her clit with my tongue. I increased the speed of my in and out motion of my 2 fingers into her pussy. Payal started hissing after about 3 minutes of my intense action. Her legs started shuddering, and she started leaking juices.

I held her ass tight to support her and started licking and sucking her juices. I gently sat her down on the bench and started undressing. I pulled down my boxers, and my large 7 inch cock sprung out. Payal kept staring at the vein-popping cock with a large pink hood.

I moved towards her and gently touched her lips with my cock head. I kept it on her lips for a few seconds and started gently moving the cock head from left to right on her lips. Payal looked up at me and opened her mouth, and gently sucked on the cock head.

She slowly brought her tongue out and started licking all around the cock head. After a minute took the whole head into her mouth and started sucking. As she kept sucking my cock she also gently started cupping my large ball sack. I started feeling light-headed with the pleasure.

I pushed her saree pallu off, unbuttoned her blouse and took her bra off. Her fair 32C size breasts were a perfect fit in my hand with pink-tipped pointed nipples. I started kneading her boobs and, in between, gently pulling her nipples. After a few minutes, I gently pulled my cock out of her mouth and made her stand.

She looked at me in anticipation, reached down and pulled the saree and petticoat off her. I gently pulled her into a tight embrace placing gentle kisses and sucking on her tongue. I gently parted from her and placed my throbbing cock in her hand, showing her that it was time.

A smile came over her lips as she acknowledged. I turned her around and motioned her to bend over the office desk, and stepped behind her holding my massive cock. I stepped up behind her and rubbed my cock head on her pussy lips and found them moist enough.

I applied slight pressure, and my cock head made entry into her pussy. She let out a moan as my cock head went into her pussy.

With about half my cock in, I stopped and let her pussy muscles wrap around my cock and adjust to the girth. In a few seconds, Payal moved her hips back, signalling me to enter further. I pushed some more, and about 80% of cock went in and hit her cervix.

I pulled my cock out till just the bulb was inside and gave a short jab of my hips to punch it back in. A moan escaped Payal, and she threw her head back in ecstasy. Getting the signal, I started thrusting my hips and started plunging my cock into her.

Within a few strokes, I built up good momentum. Me being tall at 6 feet, I sometimes struggle to fuck from the back with short ladies. With Payal at 5’6”, partially bent over the desk with her palms supporting her, it was the perfect positioning for me to go at it.

As my cock went in and came out at a rapid pace, my balls clashing against her thighs resounded in the room, along with Payal’s moans. My cock started glistening with her white cum that overflowed and started running down her thighs.

Then I felt her shudder again. I stopped to hold her hips while she orgasmed 2nd time. I turned her around and kissed her, and caressed her boobs and nipples. I sat down on the bench and had her sit on my left thigh and started to nibble on her left nipple. She caressed my head while I sucked both her nipples.

She reached between my thighs and held my erect cock, and realized I had not cum. She asked me if I wanted her to suck my cock. Instead, I lay her on the carpet floor and came over to her, parting her legs for a missionary session. I lay over her and started kissing her.

My cock head brushed against her pussy lips at the bottom. I started to tease her without making an entry. She reached down, held my cock and placed it at her pussy entrance, and tried to push it in. I finally obliged and pushed my cock in smoothly. It went all the way in, and Payal rolled her head back in ecstasy.

I moved in and out smoothly, picking up pace. The whole room started reverberating with the sound of our thighs and my balls coming together, combined with her loud moans. I kept fucking Payal at a rapid pace. Both of us were on a real high with blurred vision and extreme throes of bodily pleasure.

I could sense her body start to convulse with an orgasm, with her pussy muscles tightening their grip on my cock. I came at the same time. I gave one final push and started ejaculating massive amounts of white cum inside of her. She held my head clasped tightly to her, placing numerous kisses while I came inside her. Finally done, I rolled off Payal and lay next to her, and she cuddled into me, continuing to kiss. We finally got up after an hour, and I bid her farewell with a kiss.

For the next 4 weeks, I visited her every day. We locked the store and fucked like crazy all over the store and tried different positions. We were forced to stop when her husband returned.

It has been almost a month now, and I am on the lookout for my next adventure. Any ladies between 25 and 50 in the DFW area looking for a hookup, please reach out to me via email at [email protected]. Complete discretion and privacy are guaranteed.

Hey Friends. I’m Arun. I’m 20 years old. I’m here to share with you one of the many encounters with my school Teacher, Maya Iyer. She is 35 years old. She is super fair and looks so beautiful and charming. She has a regular body type with plump arms and no visible belly fat. She has an 8-year-old daughter.

Maya and I have been in a sexual relationship for the last year since I lost my virginity to her on 16th August 2022. After a year now, we planned to celebrate our ‘sexiversary’ on 16th August 2023. The thought first came to my mind on 24th July 2023 after we slept in a hotel room that day.

After our intercourse that day, we lay down nude on the bed and were discussing general things. At that time, I told her, “No matter how many times we have sex from now, we should not miss to meet on 16th August 2023.”

Maya shrunk her face in doubt and asked me, “Why? What’s so special that day? I told her, “That’s the day I lost my virginity to you. So, let’s celebrate our anniversary.”

Maya’s face blossomed in surprise. She opened her eyes wide and asked, “You remember the date as well?” I asked her, “You might have forgotten. But it’s a big landmark day in my life. 5 years of craving came true on that day. How can I forget?” and giggled.

She gave a staring smile at me and said, “Shut up, bluffer. It’s next day after Independence Day. That’s how you remember it.” We laughed it out. As we got up and started dressing up, Maya again asked, “So, 5 years, you craved to have sex with me. Like, right from when you were in 8th standard? Seriously?”

I said, “Yes, right from the time you became my physics teacher, I started getting biological with you in my mind. Now, for the last year, I got the privilege of getting biological with you, not just mentally. But also physically.
She again gave me a staring smile as if she did not trust me.

Though it’s real, I told her sarcastically, “If you don’t believe me, go and ask the toilet commode in our school how many litres of my semen. I have drained in your name inside the commode in those 5 years.”

She laughed out loud. We dressed up and had a last hug for the day before leaving. I continued that topic and told her, “Now I have the privilege to pour my semen inside you.”

She again shrunk her face and said, “All along those same 5 years, I saw you as a kid. But 3 months after you completed your schooling, I released how dirty you are.” I giggled and replied to her sarcastically, “Actually, you are dirty now.”

We giggled it out, sucked each other’s lips sensually and checked out of the hotel. We met about 4 times in the next 20 days. But, from that day, both of us were going wild and were so excited for the day to come. Day in and day out, we were discussing our ‘sexiversary.’

We even went on to put #Sexiversary in our WhatsApp chats when we discussed it. Maya wanted an exact repeat of the day we had a year back. She even went on to ask me if I remembered the saree she was wearing that day. I checked the previous story I shared on ISS.

But I told her, “How can I forget? You were in a lemon-yellow saree. Wearing it, it seemed as if you were nude as the colour was exactly complimenting your skin tone.” She replied with a kissing emoji.

On 14th August, she messaged me, stating she was going to the beauty parlour for waxing. She also asked me to be shaved and ready. The excitement and desperation were peaking for both of us as we waited for the day. Maya said that we would meet around the same time, at 4 p.m., after school.

On 16th August 2023, I left for my college early morning as usual. However, I did not go to college that day as I would not be able to make it by 4 p.m. after college. I went halfway and was wandering around, pushing every second for an hour.

The lust and excitement were hitting the roof for both of us as we eagerly waited for this day. At around 11 a.m., Maya messaged me asking, “Where are you?” I was sitting in a tea stall sipping my ginger tea. I told her where I was.

She replied, saying, “I cannot hold it anymore. I’m not able to focus on my class. I’m going to get permission in the second half. So, get back home before noon.”

I was super thrilled seeing her message. 11:50 a.m. is the lunch break at our school. I gulped my tea quickly, got into an auto and rushed back home. I reached at 11:50 a.m. and closed all the windows.

Maya called me at noon and said, “I just stepped out of the school. I don’t even have the patience to walk. I’m walking 2 steps and running 2 steps.”

I told her, “Neither am I able to wait to put my hands and tongue on your sexy body. Your juicy lips, fleshy soft underarms, big spongy melons, tiny dark hollow navel and that slippery fish-flavoured jelly between your legs are what is all over my mind now. In fact, I would also ask you if you could remove your clothes one by one as you walk towards my home and enter my house nude. That will be helpful.”

Maya giggled and replied, “Idiot, I can afford to ask you if you can get nude before I reach home. Not you.” I chuckled and said, “Yeah, our emotions are the same, but fuck! That’s fine. I will deal with your irritating saree, blouse, bra, petticoat and panty. At least remove the safety pin, tucking your saree to your blouse on the shoulders. I won’t be responsible for tearing off your saree.”

Maya gave a long Hmmm and said, “Tear whatever you want, from my saree to my pussy. Anyways, I’ve not pinned my saree to my blouse today.” She then said, “I’m almost there. Just 2 streets away. I quickly put her on speaker, took off my shirt, pants, inner vest and underwear and wrapped myself in a towel.”

I told her, “I’m waiting for you, just in a towel.” Maya replied, “Ah, great!” I said, “But my dick is peeping out of the towel to bathe in your saliva and pussy juice and also gift you a few MLs of what he has.”

Maya laughed and said, “My panty is already drenched. When you touch my panty today, you will doubt if it’s my pussy juice or I have peed in it.” I giggled.
She then said, “Entering your street. Keep the latch open on your door. OK, Bye now!” Saying that, she cut the call.

In a few seconds, I heard the sound of the gate opening. I stood very close to the main door. Maya opened it, got inside quickly, shut the door and latched it from inside. As she turned around, we pounced on each other, jammed our lips and started smooching sloppily.

I pulled her handbag from her shoulder down her arm. Her saree pallu also came down her arms along with her handbag. We were so desperate and were going hard at each other. We kissed tight with a wide-open mouth, engulfed her lips and dipped my tongue inside her mouth.

Maya smooched equally hard. We were, in fact, pushing each other back. Maya was already starting to sweat with her blouse turning into turmeric colour. I loved the mixed smell of her sweat and body spray. I badly wanted to get her nude quickly but was not ready to take my lips off her lips.

Her blouse hooks were to the front of her. Not minding that, I rolled my arms around her bust, tucked my 8 fingers, except the 2 thumbs, into her blouse behind and literally tore it down. Not stopping here, I even went on to rip her bra hooks apart in a flash instead of unhooking them one by one.

I pulled her blouse and bra straps together down her arms. Maya, for a moment, withdrew her arms from around my neck, allowing me to remove her blouse and bra and slip it on the floor. We were still near the main door in the living room. I went down her, pressing my face into her cleavage.

I inserted my middle finger into her hollow navel, kissing, licking and biting her boobs in full desperation. As I dipped my finger inside her navel, Maya started to moan sensually. For once, I looked up at her face. She had her eyes closed, with a narrow smile at the corner of her mouth.

Circling my finger inside her navel, I engulfed her dark brown mammae into my mouth. As her spongy boobs slowly slipped out of my mouth, I locked her fat protruded nipples between my teeth. I sucked her nipples so hard, creating heavy slurping noise with my saliva drooling over her boobs.

I rolled one of my arms around her sweaty waist and sucked her nipples hard with about one-third of my middle finger inside her navel. Maya placed one hand on my head and the other on my shoulder. She continued to moan louder sensually as if she were crying and laughing together.

After almost sucking the blood out of her nipples, I slipped further down, kissing and biting her belly and juicy waist. I was completely out of control that day, and I was not just kissing and licking her glowing, juicy body. I was also biting her wherever I could find some flesh.

As I bit her waist hard, Maya did not stop me but screamed out loud. I loved that “Do whatever but don’t pause” attitude of hers. Grabbing her waist with both hands, I circled my tongue around her navel. In no time, I dug my tongue into her hollow navel.

Rolling one arm around her waist, I first placed my other hand on her thigh over her saree. But then I realized to put my fingers also to action. I raised her saree, dug my hand into her saree, grabbed her panty at the centre and pulled her panty down. Her panty was seriously wet.

I could feel the water sprinkling over my hand when I pulled it down her legs. Maya slowly lifted her legs one by one, allowing me to remove her panty completely. Maya continued to moan sensually as I licked her navel. Licking her navel deep, I again dug my hand into her saree.

I went up, rubbing her inner thigh. Wasting no time, I covered the wet junction between her legs with my palm. Rubbing it, I pierced my middle finger between her pussy lips. I then caressed her pussy hole, circling my middle finger over it. I dipped my middle finger into her pussy in a flash.

Maya widened her legs and started moaning by blowing air out of her mouth. Licking her navel deep, I started to finger her pussy hard and rough, chucking my middle finger deep inside her pussy. As I dug my tongue deep inside her navel, I felt a strong pricking sensation at the tip of my tongue.

I loved that feeling and got even more fired up. I then dug my forefinger also inside her pussy. I drilled her pussy deep and hard with both fingers. I slowly started feeling her pussy juice dripping down my palm. Maya bent down a little, pushing her buttocks back and widening her legs further.

I continued fingering her pussy deep, stinging my tongue hard into her tiny dark navel. Maya kept moaning louder in a pleading tone. In a few seconds, Maya suddenly screamed out loud, tucking both her hands into her hair. I felt some fluid squeezing out of her pussy.

I paused and quickly removed my tongue and my fingers. Maya started moving her upper body in waves with her eyes half closed and smiling in ecstasy. She started to pee in the middle of my living room, though it did not smell urine. Her saree visibly got wet with the fluid flowing down her legs onto the floor.

As she continued ejaculating, she almost lost balance, with her feet trembling on the ground. With shrunk eyes and a smile on her face, she extended her arms and whispered with a heavy breath, “Hold me, Hold me.” I quickly grabbed her hands, stopping her from falling.

Maya came closer and rolled her arms around my neck, jamming her sweaty spongy boobs on my chest. With a heavy breath, she kissed me with a closed mouth for a couple of seconds and kept whispering, “I love you” a few times.
My dick was still itching for her mouth and pussy.

As Maya hugged me and tried getting her breath back, I rolled my arms around her buttocks, lifted her and carried her to my parents’ bedroom. As I carried her to the room, I felt not just her panty. Her petticoat and saree are also drenched now with her pussy juice.

As I dropped her on the bed, Maya actively crawled on her knees towards me, wiped her hair aside from her face and whispered, “My turn now.” She went down, kissing my chest and my belly. She stripped the towel from my waist. She sat on the bed, putting her feet down on the floor.

I stood in front of her beside the bed. She stroked my dick a few times. Looking up and staring at me, Maya licked the tip of my already lubricated dick. Pulling my foreskin down, she sucked the head of my dick, trying to dig her tongue into my dick hole.
This time I grabbed her head as she started getting her mouth fucked by my dick. I loved the tickling sensation as she scratched the top of my dick with her teeth and the heat of her sticky tongue underneath my dick. Maya took almost three-fourths of my dick inside her mouth.

She continued to give me a hot and tight blowjob for some time. She then went down, licking my dick till my balls. Looking up at me, she pointed her eyes to my balls and asked, “How many litres are brewing inside?” Asking that, she sensually engulfed my balls into her mouth, stroking my dick.

I felt I would ejaculate right there on her face. After sucking my balls for a few seconds, Maya slowly came up my body kissing and licking. I tucked my hands into her sweaty underarms and lifted her. We hugged and started kissing as I slowly pushed her deep into the bed. Both of us were on our knees over the bed.

I rubbed my fingers between her buttocks over her saree and squeezed her fleshy buttocks. I then tucked my hand into her saree and petticoat and pulled it out, trying to loosen the knot of her petticoat. I asked Maya to raise her hands.

I lifted her loosened saree and petticoat up, removed them like a T-shirt and dropped them on the floor. After trying so desperately, I finally got her nude. Both of us hugged, kissed, fell on the bed and started cuddling intensely. We rolled over each other randomly, kissing and licking each other.

After cuddling for some time, we stopped and tried getting our breath back with Maya lying over me. She then sat on my waist and slowly rubbed her wet pussy over my belly. She went down, rubbing her pussy over my dick and my balls.

As she continued to caress my balls with her wet pussy lips, I could not control myself anymore. I started getting a feeling that she almost tickled the semen out of my balls. I did not want to ejaculate before I could feel her tight pussy flesh all over my dick.

So, I got up, lifted Maya and dropped her on the opposite side of the bed. Her head was resting exactly where my feet were a few seconds back. I lay over Maya and whispered to her with a heavy breath, “I can’t wait anymore.” She spread her legs wide, allowing me to get between her legs.

She sarcastically asked, “Oh yeah? So, what are you going to do to me?” I chuckled and replied, “I’m going to do the same thing that changed me from a kid to a man one year ago. And I still remember what you said at that time.”
Saying that, I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her wet pussy lips.

Maya bit her lips and, with a lusty look at me, whispered, “What did I say?” I told her, “You said that I will become a man when you say so.” Just at that moment, the tip of my dick stuck into her tiny pussy hole.

Pressing her lips together, Maya placed her palms on my shoulders and casually asked me, “So?” I said, “So, Happy Sexiversary,” and pushed the head of my dick inside her pussy. Maya gasped out loud, lifting her feet in the air from the bed.

I raised my upper body and locked her wrists with my hands on either side of her head. I started to fuck her hard, pushing my dick deeper inside her pussy. Maya continued to moan loud every time I pushed my dick deep inside her pussy and pulled it back.

My lust hit the roof, listening to her sensual moaning and at the sight of her sweaty, lemony body moving up and down like waves. Her shaking boobs and, importantly, her wet, soft, even-toned underarms.

I loved the heat inside her wet and sticky pussy and the way her pussy flesh tightly gripped my dick from all sides. I continued fucking her deep and hard with my balls, kissing her lower buttocks. The bed was also making screeching noise every time I pushed my dick deep inside Maya.

In a few seconds, my dick erupted as I felt a strong tickling sensation travelling through the length of my dick. As my semen gushed out, I literally felt like I was peeing inside Maya’s pussy in multiple instalments. I was overjoyed with the sexual pleasures.

I released her wrists from my clutches. I fell over Maya, grabbing her shoulders from underneath and banging my face on the bed just beside her head. Maya hugged me tight, pressing me hard over her boobs and rolled her legs over my buttocks.

As I was trying to get my breath back, Maya rubbed my back, whispering, “It’s OK. Relax.” In a few seconds, I slowly lifted my head, breathing heavily. With a staring smile at me, she wished me back, “Happy Sexiversary.” We smiled at each other. My dick softened and slowly oozed out of her pussy.

I still felt somewhat horny as the sight of her soft, even-toned underarms crossed my mind as I smiled at her lying over her. Just at that moment, Maya placed her right hand on my shoulder. I stretched her left hand wide open across the bed, fully exposing her sweaty underarms.

As I gazed at her fleshy underarms for a few seconds, Maya raised her eyebrows and asked, “What are you looking at?” I locked her left elbow and lowered my face into her underarms. Just as I was about to lick her underarms, she tried to close her arm, asking me in a stiff tone, “What are you doing?”

For a moment, I lifted my head and asked her, “You waxed your underarms 2 days ago just for me, right?” Maya asked with a shrunk face, “So?” I replied, “So, let me enjoy it.” Maya tried to resist by trying to close her arm.

But I locked her elbow tight on the bed and lavishly licked her broad, soft, soggy underarm, literally drinking her salty underarm sweat. I even went on to bite and chew her juicy, underarm flesh.

Maya, though resisted for a few seconds, relaxed and loosened her arms, allowing me to play with her underarm flesh. I cleaned up the sweat on her underarms and took my mouth off it. I noticed her underarms had turned red with my teeth marks.

Just as I turned towards her, Maya slapped me and said, “You are being so nasty today.” I told her, “Yes, and I don’t like to leave anything half done.” Saying that, I looked at her right arm.”

Maya understood that I was eyeing her right underarm now and gave me a sickening look. I gave a blank expression back to her, not reacting to her expression.

In a second or two, with a shy, filled, narrow smile, she turned her head to her left and raised her right arm. I tucked her palms behind her head, exposing her right underarm to me. I went down, kissing her arms and plunged my face into her underarm, licking, sucking, biting and chewing her underarm flesh.

After cleaning her right underarm as well, I finally rose, slipped myself beside her and rested my head on her right shoulder. Maya turned to me and asked, “Done? Happy now.”

In a very satisfied mood, I shook my head and said, “I got to taste the sweet (looking at her lips), the salt (looking at her underarms) and the spicy (Rubbing my finger over her navel and pussy) part of you, all on the same day today.”

Maya chuckled and turned towards me, sleeping on her side. We hugged each other, sucked each other’s lips sensually a few times and dozed off for some time. It was about 3:40 p.m. Maya slowly tried pulling herself out of my arms.
I also woke up.

As I sat beside her on the bed, Maya rubbed her underarms and waist, looked at me and said, “Idiot. It’s burning. Look what you have done.” As I peeped into her body, I had actually left my teeth marks on her waist and underarms. I closed my mouth with my fingers and giggled at her.

We got up and ordered food. Maya cleaned the living room where she had ejaculated. She flicked my mother’s saree and blouse as I had torn her blouse into two pieces. She actually lifted her blouse and panty near the main door.

I displayed them to me with a staring smile, saying, “See how wildly you have behaved with me today.” I gave a casual expression, “How else can a guy behave when such a sultry, beautiful woman is standing in front of him? It’s a miracle that I held myself back for 5 years. Mind you.”

Maya gave a staring smile at me again and threw her torn blouse and ripped bra on my face. We finished our lunch, and after a final kiss, Maya packed her dress and pieces of it and left at 5 p.m. to pick up her daughter from dance school. She actually left braless and without wearing a panty.

I had also ripped the bra hooks apart instead of unhooking them, and her panty was as wet as it was soaked in a bucket of water for hours.

So, friends, this was my real-life sexual encounter with my school physics teacher, Maya Iyer. Please let me know your feedback on my story about doing kinky stuff with her celebrating our sexiversary. You could also write to me at my email id [email protected].

Hello everyone, I have been reading stories from this website for a long back and enjoying it. After reading many stories, I felt to post this and this is my first one.

Recently while watching an Instagram reel where the Instagrammer asked people how much was their kiss time, I was eagerly looking for answers. The answers were 5 minutes, 10 minutes, and 15 minutes. 15 minutes was maximum. But do you people want to know a story that you won’t believe? It’s almost from midnight to early morning!

First, it all started with virtual kisses. Yes, it was with my long-distance lover. She was staying in Bangalore for her studies. At the same time, I was staying in a college hostel far away from Bangalore. Almost one-night journey to Bangalore.

Me and my long-distance girlfriend used to talk every single day like other lovers. I was not a pro at talking romantic things with her. Like other boys and girls, I used to watch porn. Whenever I see the videos, I start to feel I need at least a kiss from my GF. Indirectly, I started to ask her on the phone. She used to say no every day. I was sure that she would never give it. Then I started sending her romantic kissing images in the morning messages. She was not reacting to those and just said, “Good morning!”

On a fine day, I started a virtual kiss and it continued every day. It fascinated her and she also started to give it back. I started getting what I wanted. From that day, the call was never-ending without kissing from both sides. I used to ask her when will I get a real one.

One day, she and her college friends made a plan for a trip for which she invited me. I said okay and joined them. We enjoyed the trip and went to nice places. We both tried to kiss there but it was not possible as her friends were with us all the time. But it was my first time touching a girl. We got very close physically. Unfortunately, we returned without a single kiss.

After returning from the trip, I was very disappointed and my long-distance girlfriend noticed it. Days passed with the usual calls. Finally, she made a plan. It was her vacation time and she wanted to experience it in real. She used to travel to her native in private buses every time. So this time, she asked me to join her journey. To my bad, I met with a small accident and my leg was wounded and had very bad pain. So I said I might be doubtful for the trip. She wanted it badly and told me that I must come if I felt better. I never hurt her, so I decided to go in any condition. She was very happy and booked the tickets for the upper berths.

I traveled in the daytime and reached Bangalore in the evening. It was again time to travel back with her (The first time I traveled around 900 km total in my life for a single kiss).

So we onboarded the bus early and I rested. My girlfriend started watching a movie on her phone. I didn’t get sleep even though I traveled from morning. I was just using my phone.

After 2 hours and at around 11:30 pm, my mind finally started to think about when we would start, who would start, and how it would go. It was the first time for both of us, crazy!!! I started to see her face when she asked for a kiss. I waited for around 5 minutes and couldn’t control it. I just kissed her suddenly on her cheek. She was surprised and looked at me for a while.

She removed her jacket and kept aside her phone. Then she gave her first kiss. The play started and we got laid down on the birth and started kissing. She was on me and the smooching started. It continued and continued. Maybe for an hour. We were lying on each other and making out. Wow! It was an amazing experience.

Then I lost control and went to kiss her neck. She was not allowing me to kiss her neck (As it was the main part of turning on a girl). I controlled her by holding her hands and kissed her with some force this time. My long-distance girlfriend suddenly shouted.

We both paused and were silent for a few minutes as if someone may come and ask. Luckily, no one came and we continued for another half an hour.

The bus stopped at around 1 pm for a dinner break. We got down, took fresh some air (there was a cold breeze) and went to the restrooms. I was waiting for her. She came and started to scold me like, “You are so rough.”

I asked her what happened. She again continued scolding me nicely by showing the marks on her neck. I was feeling very happy that I made that mark. She was afraid that if anyone at home asked about that mark, what would she say? I convinced her by saying it would get clear by the morning and no need to worry. We got back on the bus and took our seats.

The bus started and the lights went off. As the game was not over, we continued. With more Josh, I started with the neck. This time, she didn’t say anything and allowed me. It continued. I gathered some courage and started to touch my face to her boobs. Later with my face, I started rubbing her boobs. My gf was a short girl and her boobs size was less. I got into the sexual heat that I forgot I had leg pain. It was like a dream.

This time, she lost her control and started to moan silently. It made me crazy and I continued with more intensity. My mind was thinking of removing her t-shirt but I controlled a lot as it was a bus. It was almost 4:30 am. We paused and she was sleeping in my arms. At 5:30 am, our stop arrived and we stepped down.

The very next day, my lover had a high fever as it was the first time and I again got scolded by her, haha. This is not a sex story for you, but it is the story of our hot romance and I hope you guys enjoyed it.

If you guys enjoyed it, please write your feedback to [email protected]

The second story is on the way and it is about a different girl.