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Hello and namaste to all the ISS readers and writers. I am Saurav writing about one more real experience that happened to me in college. Surprised and happy that most of you who read my stories have texted me and received positive reactions throughout.

I hope to get more reactions to my stories. If you haven’t read my other experiences, please check my other stories from my profile and read every story.

Before going with this story, I will take you to a short yet interesting flashback that happened in my 1st year of Engineering, maybe the best thing that happened in my life. Losing my virginity, that too to a bomb like Komal bhabhi.

I still get hard imagining her body, her curves, her ass, and the memories of when we had sex. Oh, can’t forget it. Before reading this story, it is important to read my first-ever story on the ISS titled, “Tearing Komal bhabhi’s pussy!” which was also my first-ever experience of sex. Without that story, this wouldn’t get interesting surely, so make sure you read that story before this one.

Alright, back to the current situation. I had lots of sex, funny and erotic as well. But there is always a special feeling for your first sex experience. I couldn’t forget it. I was intimidated by bhabhis and was waiting for chances to get my chance with the elderly women I met.

These things went on continuing and I did fuck a few until I reached my final year of B.Tech. (Those stories in between will be added as well).

The Odd Sem had campus placements. But I decided not to attend any of them because my mom forced me to do a Master’s graduation degree in Bengaluru itself. Honestly, it sucked. Both mom and dad work abroad and I was getting fucked up here, with my elder brother about to get married and then later got to fuck his wife while I kept on studying, shit I didn’t like. There was a lot of distance between me and my family, so I was never a family man.

A few days into the semester, again those projects ate up my mind. Classmates begging for ideas was all I could see.

On Friday, I bunked the class and wanted to take a day off, as it wasn’t nice to sit in a class with a boring professor. I reached a supermarket near my flat, where I decided to get some goodies for myself. It had all the items available for daily use and also was walk and pick. So I wanted things to eat and some other items too, where my family didn’t give a shortage of cash though.

As I was walking by, I saw a hot lady in a shaded blue chiffon saree, a bit on the transparent side, talking to another woman with a kid. Man, that back was so fucking creamy. Thoughts of running my hands on her and undoing that fancy thread made me horny. That milky back made my cock run and the thing for bhabhis wasn’t a bad thing at all, particularly for this sexy lady in a saree. So I thought of getting a peek at her more.

Thinking so, I walked toward her cautiously. In ten seconds, I got a glimpse of her face.

For fucks sake! Komal bhabhi!? A coincidence cannot be written like this. What a script written, amazing.

She was still glamorous, the same old luscious darling. Oh my! I decided not to look at her, and I escaped. Then I quickly carried my stuff to the counter to bill them. Just when I was about to get out of the place, there stood Komal bhabhi.

Komal: I cannot believe it!

Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw me.

Komal: Hey, Sam darling! What are you doing here? I missed you so much!

Saying so, she kept her belongings aside and hugged me tightly. There were a couple of people around us who watched us hug and hear her. I acted as if I was embarrassed.

“Hey, you look so lean”, she said while massaging my shoulders and continued, “Forgot everything about bhabhi, isn’t it?”

Sam: Haha bhabhi, how can I forget you? (I said smiling).

Komal: Surely you did, you just never contacted me after you left our place.

Sam: Umm, you know, family..

Komal: Enough of your explanations.

Komal: Let us not talk here, come out.

We got out of the place and it was noon. She forced me to lunch and then asked me to accompany her to a shopping mall. We had a conversation while taking a stride in the mall.

Komal: So, how’s your college going?

Sam: It’s going fine bhabhi, last year, kind of stressed, but can handle it.

Komal: Where do you even live? You didn’t even call me after you moved out.

Sam: Well bhabhi, I thought you were busy.

“Busy and me?”, she tapped my arm and continued, “I was bored and still am, you didn’t even drop me your number, haha.”

Me: Haha, bhabhi. By the way, how is Kiran bhaiya? Hope he’s doing fine.

Komal: Yeah, he is doing great. He is in Qatar right now. Got a good development in the Software field.

Sam: Very good, bhabhi. You live in a place far from here, right? If my map memory is right.

Komal: Yes, but I shifted recently. Taking care of maa ji and it is easy to travel as family members are closer here. Costlier flat for a costlier job, Kiran gets paid well so he shifted and now it’s way cooler (she laughed and said).

“Haha, a happy couple you both are,” I said.

There was a slight dim in her face. But she covered it up and said, “Yeah..Yeah, Sam.”

“You messed up bro,” I thought to myself. To change moods, I asked, ‘Will we go on walking for the rest of the day or do you have plans bhabhi?”

Komal: Arre baba of course I do. Let’s get us some clothes!

So we went to the Max store in Orion mall. There were a lot of clothes to be opted for, which I had less interest in, to be honest. I wanted to leave because I still remember fucking Komal bhabhi and I didn’t want to repeat it. She forcefully got me some nice tees and she got a salwar for herself.

“Phew! Finally, I can leave,” I thought.

So making sure I left early, I said, “Bhabhi, guess I’ll have to leave now, I have assignments.” She tapped on my shoulder and said, “No Sam, I have more things to purchase, don’t say no,” so she pulled me along with her.

We reached a lingerie store named Zivame, which was pretty popular in Bangalore. We went in. Two girls kept on staring at me. I hid my face a tad bit down, where my saree-clad Komal was busy checking out the innies. Funnily enough, I did touch two or more pieces of brassiere, since I was still in the habit of feeling new tees whenever I go shopping.

My bhabhi picked a few sexy lingerie, wore them, and went to trial, where I was hard checking out the posters. Soon, I heard bhabhi’s voice.

“Sam, just come here, I need your help.”

I looked around and saw one of the two girls ogling at me. She knew exactly what Komal said. Given the size of the shop and nobody else being there, it wasn’t tough for the shop ladies to spot me and Bhabhi.

“Coming” I sent softly as I creaked open the already left open trial room door. I went inside and saw bhabhi standing in front of a mirror, without her dark blue blouse but in a lacy violet bra. Fuck, fuck, fuck! My dick couldn’t just handle the sight!

She stood there trying to adjust the hooks, as it was a tighter fit. The thing is, her titties were bigger than the last time I saw her. It grew perfectly hot, and I could notice her large pink areolas trying to peek outside the cup and wink at me. Man!

“Hmm, strange”, she muttered softly. ‘”This is the size I always wear. Wonder why it isn’t fitting. Sam, try to hook this up?”

“Yeah, sure,” I nervously uttered. I struggled for a while before I let it go.

Sam: Hmm, seems like they aren’t the right size.

Komal: Yeah, but still..

“How are they?” she asked.

“Mmmm aah good… eh… good bhabhi very go..od,” I stammered.

“Oh, you know bhabhi’s size, don’t you?” she asked.

I remembered how bhabhi got seduced during my first sex! Oh man, she never forgot!

Sam: Ummm, not sure.

Komal: Let me try the other stuff I’ve brought

“Ah I am gonna wait outside, bhabhi,” I said and closed the door before she could reveal her titties naked to me.

“Oh man, I need to jerk off’,” I thought and I saw sales ladies staring at me.

“Naavu nodidvi sir neev yenta madudi yendu” (Pardon I’m bad in Kannada) (Translates to: We saw what you did there!)

I didn’t understand much (Wicked smiles). I smiled and waited for bhabhi as we left. Komal purchased two items which I didn’t notice and then we exited the mall. Just about to exit, one of the saleswomen came to me and said, ‘You both look hot together, come once again next time’ and shared her card.

Bhabhi couldn’t stop smiling and thanked her, just before I could clarify the situation. I thought, “Bruh, I was wearing a college bag on my shoulders, wasn’t it enough?” and I thought again, “Maybe bhabhi looked younger.”

After a few minutes, I said: It was nice meeting you bhabhi, will meet you next time.

She, however, wasn’t pleased. “No way, Saurav! You’ve been so close and you want to go now? Please check out my new apartment! Please!”, she insisted.

Sam: Maybe another time? I have college duties.

Komal: So, when are you?

Sam: Umm…

Komal: This Sunday, no options.

Sam: But umm…

Komal: I said no NOS.

Sam: Hehe, alright.

Komal: Give me your number before you forget.

Komal: I know you won’t come on your own.

Then I shared my number with Komal, with which she shared the address. She was delighted and gave me a peck on the kiss before she left.

Then I went back home and noticed the houses weren’t too far, just 4 km apart. I rolled back all the memories with Komal and thought she became a conservative housewife since the petticoat was tied way up, not revealing her hip when I saw her in the shop.

“Damn, she is still hot though”, I thought to myself. With a day more to go, I was thinking maybe it was time to fix the sexual part and be friends.

I would be happy if you give your feedback via my Gmail: [email protected]. Wanna meet and do some exciting stuff in Bengaluru? I’m up for it too!

Hello ISS readers, mera name Arman Khan hai, 35 years old. Import-export ka business kar raha hu, aur Multan Pakistan mein rehta hu. Pathan hu, aur start se acha size hai mera, jo ab 8.5 inches long aur 3.2 inches wide hai with great stamina, aur height 6 feet 3 inches hai. Ache muscles hai, but lean body hai.

Ab chalte hai Sana ki seal todne ke baad hamne kya-kya kiya. Kuch time saans set hui, to maine fauran se chaadar se khud ko aur Sana ko saaf kiya, aur Sana ko leke hall mein aa gaya. Sunny ke bedroom door par knock kiya to halki si Sunny ki awaaz aayi ki kya hai?

Maine poocha: Yaar aur kitna time chahiye tujhe. Maine Sana ko, aur usne mujhe itni dafa dhoond liya. Ab agar tera ho gaya ho, to Sana ko firse pakad lu, warna wo yahi pooch rahi thi ki Sunny aur Soniya kyun nahi pakde jaa rahe.

Sunny bola: Bas 30 minutes dede bhai. Fir main baahar aata hu, aur tujhe batata hu sab.

Main acha keh ke door se peeche hatt gaya.

Sana door khadi hoke sab dekh rahi thi. Maine Sana ko firse Sunny ke room ki window ke paas jhuka diya, aur khud peeche chipak ke nazare dekh ke maze lene laga. Andar Sunny aur Soniya dono full nange the, aur Sunny apne lund se Soniya ke face par spanking kar raha tha. Maine Sana se poocha-

Main: Ye chodega kab ise?

Sana ne sargoshi mein jawab diya: Soniya chodne nahi deti, waise lund aur tatte (Testis) choos ke suck karke Sunny ko maze deti hai. Chudwana main bhi tumse nahi chaahti thi, magar tumne mujhe mauka hi nahi diya rokne ka.

Itne mein Sunny aur Soniya ki sucking games dekh ke mera firse tight hone laga. To Sana ne mujhe ghoorna shuru kar diya. Main sawaliya nazron se dekhe jaa raha tha Sana ko.

Sana boli: Aise masoom na bano. Itni der chod ke ab fir tumhara lund tight hone laga hai.

Maine kaha: Tumhari gaand hi aisi chikni hai, ki lund ko fir masti chadh rahi hai.

Saamne ka nazara sirf lund aur tatte chusayi ka tha. Maine Sana ko usi mein busy rakhte hue peeche se salwar neeche ki, aur apna lund phuddi par ragadne laga. Sana ki phuddi dry thi. Isliye kaafi sara thook laga ke phuddi ki entry aur lund ka topa chikna kiya. Fir peeche se aaram se lund fir thokna chaalu kar diya.

Start mein Sana rokne lagi. Magar jaise-jaise lund andar jata gaya, phuddi apna lubricant banati gayi. Sana bhi peeche dhakke laga ke chudwane lagi. Saamne room mein Sunny gaaliyan deke Soniya ko tatte chuswa raha tha. Aur yaha uski behan Sana dekh rahi thi, aur peeche se apne class fellow ka lund leke phuddi chudwa rahi thi.

Main yahi whispering bhi kar raha tha, jiski wajah se aur speed se chodna chaalu kiya hua tha. Main peeche se Sana ko chod raha tha, aur saamne Sunny Soniya se lund suck karwa raha tha. Soniya full pro queen ki tarah lund suck kar rahi thi Sunny ka. Sunny ke tatte pakad ke masalte hue, lund suck karke use Sunny ko discharge karne mein 1 se 2 minute lage bas.

Ye dekh ke main khud hairan tha, ki just itne se time mein ye loda aur banda choos leti hai. Mera pata nahi kya karegi. Sunny discharge hoke room ke carpet par let gaya, aur saans set karne laga. Magar Soniya ki haalat dekh nahi lagta tha ki wo thaki thi ya satisfy hui thi.

Thodi der mein Sunny ne room ki light bilkul off kar di. To maine lund Sana ki phuddi se nikala, aur Sana ko uske parents ke room mein bhaga diya. Thodi der baad Sunny baahar aaya to main hall mein sofe par baitha tha.

Sunny: Thank you bro, maza aa gaya. Sana kaha hai?

Me: Wo chhupi hai to maine use talaash hi nahi kiya. Warna fir poochti. Kaho to talaash kar lete hai.

Sunny: No-no, rehne do.

Me: Mera kya hoga ab? Khud to maze kar liye yaar tumne.

Sunny: Wahi to batane laga hu suno. Maine Soniya ko kaha ki Arman ko bhejunga khaana lene, aur fir wapas jaake usko chodunga. Abhi room mein andhera hai. Main jata hu khaana lene, kyunki bahut bhookh lagi hai, aur time bhi 2 baj rahe hai dopahar ke. Aur tum andhere mein jaake chup karke maze le lena. Koi awaaz ya shor mat karna bas.

Sunny ye keh ke bike par nikalne laga, to maine kaha: 2 hours laga ke aana.

Wo kehta: Ok boss!

Sunny ke jaate hi maine main gate lock kya aur wapas hall mein aaya. Sana mera wait kar rahi thi. Use sath leke main Sunny ke room mein ghus gaya. Room ki light on ki, to Soniya apni phuddi par rubbing kar rahi thi. Uske hath hatta ke maine uski phuddi ko suck karna start kar diya. Soniya ki voices badhne lagi.

Maine aur deep zubaan daal ke phuddi lick ki, aur clitoris ke dane ko chabane laga. Soniya machli ki tarah tadapne lagi, aur awaaz bahut tez hone lagi. To maine Sana ko kaha-

Main: Apne kapde utaar ke apni phuddi Soniya ke lips par rakh ke chuswao.

Sana hairan thi is baat se.

Maine kaha: Jaisa kehta hu karo na, maza aayega.

Sana bhi fir undress hoke phuddi Soniya ke lips par face sitting karte baith gayi, aur Soniya ne neeche se uski phuddi lick aur suck karna chaalu kar diya. Ab Soniya mujhse phuddi sucking karwa rahi thi, aur khud Sana ki phuddi lick kar rahi thi.

Maine apna lund jo pehle hi tight tha, Soniya ki chikni phuddi par rakha, aur full zor se jhatka deke topa andar ghusa diya. Sana ke upar baithne ki wajah se Soniya ki cheekh na nikal saki, aur maine Sana ko shoulder se press kya taaki Soniya ki awaaz na nikle, aur firse lund nikaal ke again lund ka topa andar ghusa diya.

Ab lund aadha phuddi ke andar ghus gaya tha. Pain ki wajah se Soniya ke nails Sana ke thighs par chubhe hue the. Aur wo neeche se nikalne ke liye tadap rahi thi. Maine fir lund nikala, aur full zor ka jhatka deke poora lund Soniya ki chikni phuddi mein ghussa diya. Soniya full zor laga ke neeche se nikalna chaahti thi, magar mere aur Sana ke wazan ki wajah se na nikal saki.

Main lund daal ke wahi ruk gaya. Aur kaafi der Soniya ke upar raha, aur Sana ke boobs aur lips choosta raha. Neeche Soniya ki haalat adhmari wali thi. Maine Sana ko utara, aur kutiya bana ke peeche se chodne lag gaya. Ab Sana mujhse chudwa rahi thi, aur uske saamne Soniya leti thi, jise pain ki wajah se hosh nahi tha.

Fir Sana bhi na-na karke Soniya ki phuddi ko aaram-aaram se lick karne lagi. Peeche se main Sana ki zordaar chudai karne laga. Sana peeche gaand ko jhatka deke chudwa rahi thi, aur Soniya ki phuddi bhi chaat rahi thi. Kya scene tha. Sunny ki behan aur mashooq dono ko chod raha tha main.

Phuddi sucking karwate Soniya ka jism fir angdayi lene laga, aur main Sana ki gaand par spank karke aur zor se chodne laga. Itne mein Sana thandi hui. Maine lund nikaal liya. Kyunki isi se maine Soniya ki bhi chudai karni thi. Soniya ke muh ke paas lund leke gaya to wo bhookhi kutiya ki tarah choosne lagi. Aur neeche Sana uski phuddi chaat rahi thi.

Maine Sana ko side par kiya, aur firse Soniya ki chikni phuddi par aa gaya. Soniya ki phuddi zyada chikni thi, isliye Soniya ki salwar se kuch dry karke fir lund ghusane laga. Dard se Soniya ufffff karne lagi. Magar roka nahi. Maine bhi lund ghusana jaari rakha. Fir slow jhatke laga ke phuddi chodne laga.

Magar Soniya ke face se saaf pata chal raha tha ki dard zyada aur maza kam tha. Maine Soniya ke boobs aur nipples suck karne shuru kiye, aur neeche se bhi slow chudai jaari rakhi. Jaise-jaise Soniya ki siskariyan badhne lagi, maine speed bhi badha di. Maine zor ke jhatke maare to Soniya ka muh khulne laga. Wo bak-bak karne lagi. Maine poora lund nikaal ke jhatke lagane shuru kar diye.

Soniye mast hoke chudai mein bolne lagi: Haye meri behan ko jab choda tha, tab se tumse chudwane ki tamanna thi. Aaj poori hui, kya zabardast chodta hai Pathan. Sana se promise kiya tha ke ek hi din seal khulwayenge. Dekh tujhe bhi chudwaya aur khud bhi chud gayi hu aaj.

Sana ye sun ke Soniya ko kiss karne lagi.

Me (Soniya ki legs uski chest se laga ke aur deep jhatke lagate hue): Haa randi, iske bhai ka to paani nikaal-nikaal ke chooos liya toone, wo tujhe kaha chod sakta tha fir.

Soniya (Oh fuck meri phuddi): Wo gaandu hai, tabhi to sealed phuddi tere liye bacha ke rakhi pathan. Apni bhi aur apni saheli ki bhi.

Me (boobs ko spank karte hue): Randi tujhe aur teri saheli ko chodne mein maza bahut aa raha hai.

Soniya: Kyun na aaye, itni tight phuddi hai meri saheli ki, aur do-do randiyan ek hi din mil gayi tujhe bhi. Chod jitna chod sakta hai chod pathan.

Me: Mujhe pata hai teri phuddi bahut garam hai, isiliye tujhe bina taras khaye lund ghusaya. Aur tu chudwana bhi aise hi chaahti thi na randi. Fir waise dard ke sath teri seal kholi na.

Soniya: Uffffffff, ye maza aise nahi. Main tere lund ki deewani aur Sana ko bhi maine roka warna ye randi bhi chhoti lulli waale Nabeel ke paas jaane lagi thi. Apna iska bhai bhi chhoti lulli wala bhi hai aur gaandu bhi hai. Aur ye khud andar se bahut garam hai randi.

Sana: Randi kutiya bas kar de. Aaj hi sab batayegi apne yaar ko. Ishq mere bhai se, ladati hai, aur chudwati mere class fellow se hai. Apni umar dekh aur chudwane ki garmi dekh randi.

Me: Mujhe pata hai tum dono ek doosre se badh ke garam ho randiyo. Batao ya na batao. Bas meri aur Erum ki chudai ka chakkar kisi ko na batana.

Mera end hone wala tha. Par Soniya aur chudwana chaahti thi. Power stroke laga ke Soniya ko jaldi thanda kiya, aur main bhi Soniya mein discharge hua uske sath hi.

Sana: Arman tum kehna kya chaahte ho ki hum Erum aur tumhari chudai ka kisko na batayein?

Me: Kisi ko bhi nahi. Kyunki Erum Nabeel ke sath relationship mein jayegi to use issue na ho mere hawale se.

Soniya aur Sana hass pade. Main sawaliya nazro se dono ko dekhne laga.

Soniya: Meri jaan, ladkiyon mein sab ko pata hai ke tum Erum ko chod chuke ho. Aur rahi baat Nabeel wali, to sab ko pata wo kitne paani mein hai. Uske paas paisa hai, tabhi usko importance milti hai college mein. Par chodne mein tum famous ho. Jis ladki ko ishara karoge tumse chudwayegi.

Sana: Arman main Erum ke aane se pehle tumhe like bhi karti thi, aur mujhe response dete to main tumse sex bhi karwati ek lover ki tarah. Par tum apne ird-gird ke logon ki feelings ko nahi samajhte, ya koshish nahi karte.

Main hairan hoke unki baatein sun raha tha. Is sex encounter ke baad meri life bahut change hui. Baad ke encounters next mein. Feedback please [email protected]

par send kare. Sorry for the long delay.

This is Manisha speaking.

Sorry, guys, for keeping you waiting for a long time. I will continue the story right where I left off.

After marriage on Sunday, according to the agreement, the next day, which was Monday, I belonged to my OG husband Sourabh. Even though I had my first night, I wanted to plan a suhagraat with each of my husbands alone. So, on Monday, I planned a suhagraat.

I had intense sex with Sourabh till around 2 a.m. It brings back the memories of the good old days. So I had 4 suhagraats with all of my Husband. They not only destroyed but also filled my pussy with their warm juices.

My memorable one was with Sumit. I wore a bright red saree along with some jewellery matching my saree for the suhagraat. I still can’t forget his reaction when he saw me. He just left in awe of my beauty. I handed him a glass full of milk like a shy wife, even though it was not my first time with him.

We had a roleplay session like a newlywed wife and groom. In the middle, he got bored, took Viagra pills and started ramming my pussy. His only request is I shouldn’t expect any respect from him during sex. He treated me like a slut. He had his suhagraat on Wednesday till 3 a.m. in every position you can imagine.

On the same night, Sourabh slept in the next room without any sex while his wife was getting fucked in suhagraat. I felt bad for him, so after Sumit slept, I left for Sourabh’s room. I woke him up with a blowjob, had steamy sex till 6 a.m. and joined Sumit back.

I was moving on the bed to make myself comfortable to sleep. Sumit woke up by these movements, and he won’t be idle. So he went for another round of fucking, so I got fucked the whole night without any sleep.

On Thursday, it was no different. I wore a white saree again for suhagraat with Raj. Raj opened up more about himself. He likes it more if I submit myself to him like a slave, so I did that. After a nice BDSM session, Sumit left his warm juice inside me 2 times. After that, I had a session with Sourabh again.

All these fucking took a toll on me. On Friday, I got a little sick due to this continuous, never-ending suhagraat. I took a break and slept like a baby. In the afternoon, Raj came to my room with lunch. I thought he was going to take advantage of me because I was nude.

But to my surprise, he gave me a body massage. After that, he helped me with a bath in hot water, which made me recover sooner. It made me feel better. I begged him to fuck me hard as he could for all things he had done.

But he refused and said that I’m not some whore. I’m his wife, a person whom he should take care of. He kissed me on my forehead and left.

In the evening, all my husbands paid a visit to me, asked me about my health, and had some sexy jokes. But the naughty Ashish left a bite mark on my boob. Sourabh helped me with the dinner. I assured him I would be better tomorrow morning so that he could fuck me like a whore.

None of them except Ashish touched my body on that day, which is quite shocking. Maybe they’re preparing me for the weekend, where I will be fucked mercilessly. So, I will continue to brief the story about what happened on Saturday.

On Saturday morning, I awoke with a smooching sensation on my left boob. It was a bit dark. I was on my bed, and I could sense two people, one on either side of my body. Their hands and legs spread over my body, and the smooching sensation continued. I lowered my head to see which of my husbands this was.

It was Ashish to the left sucking my boob, and Sumit on the right side was still asleep. What is he doing with my boobs? Despite the fact that the bite mark he made yesterday is still fresh and painful.

Anyway, I’m ready for the ride. I closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep, Ashish sucking my boob like a child. It was very smooth, and this gave me a tickling sensation. It’s healing. Unfortunately, it doesn’t last long. All of a sudden, he began biting my nipple. It’s painful, and I can’t bear it anymore.

I let out a bit loud moan, “Ouch, don’t bite!” I tried to slow down Ashish’s vicious biting by pulling his hands away. He used his other hand to hold my hands. He continued to lick my boob with occasional biting. It was a Hussle as he was stronger than me. Sumit woke up by these movements.

Sumit said, “Good morning, my Randi wife. I missed you so much. On the weekend, please don’t expect respect from us. On weekends, you’re just an object to us, waiting to be used.” He planted a kiss on my lips and started moving downwards.

I was afraid of what he was going to find out there. I said, “Sumit, please don’t go down.” Ignoring my words, he laid hands on my pussy. I denied entry by pulling my legs together. Both of them locked their legs with each of my legs. I pulled towards them, which exposed my cleanly shaven pussy.

Looking at me with a big smile, Sumit started rubbing and screamed, “This randi is already wet,” I closed my eyes in shame. Ashish moved to the top and caressing boobs. Sumit took care of my pussy. Sumit inserted his fingers into my pussy and started moving them to and fro.

Both of them were moving in sync. I was in heaven for the pleasure they both were giving me. I screamed, “Thank you, guys, for the erotic morning.” I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. To my shock, there was a cooling sensation around my navel. It was an ice cube.

Sumit rolled it around my navel. He gave a tight pinch on my nipple and said, “Get ready, Manisha. The show is about to begin.” Instantly, they tied both my hands and legs to the poles of the bed. It all happened so quickly. All I could see was a cunning smile on both of their faces.

They blindfolded me and rolled ice cubes all over my body. I was shivering with cold. I screamed, “Arey, it’s too cold, yaar, I can’t take it anymore.” I can hear them say this is just the beginning. They spread my legs and placed a glass full of ice cubes near my pussy.

They poured something on my boobs and navel, and they started licking it. By the smell, I sensed it was honey. Uff, it’s giving me a tickling sensation. They repeated it multiple times, pouring honey and licking it clean. My pussy was going numb with chilling coldness.

They didn’t seem to care about it. All they were doing was licking. After several of my pleas went unheard, they finally put my pussy out of the torture by removing the ice. My pussy got numb, and I couldn’t feel it. I screamed. Sumit said, “Okay then, let’s make this slut’s pussy warm again.”

I felt something big was coming up. Ashish said, “The show is about to begin.” Sumit untied my legs and moved under me, and inserted his dick in my ass. Ashish came to the top of me and inserted his tool in my pussy. I was sandwiched between two hungry husbands.

They started slowly and steadily increasing the strokes. They were in sync. They’re complementing each other’s strokes. I was screaming at the top of my lungs, “Fuck me!” They both fucked me for 10 minutes and untied me releasing their warm juices in my pussy one after another.

After that, 3 of us collapsed onto the bed, sweating, cuddling and sleeping. By the time I woke up, both had left. I stood up and dragged myself to the bathroom to clean myself. I came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. I pulled myself to the dressing table mirror.

I can clearly see that the towel was too small. It was showing 90% of my cleavage. It ended just 10 inches below my ass and pussy, probably. I look super sexy in this towel, and I’m proud of my body, especially my pretty good 36D boobs, not bad for the wife of 4 husbands.

I looked so hot, with a newly tied Mangalsutra and wedding bangles. No wonder they couldn’t control their urges when I was around. I heard some footsteps from behind and got excited for the second orgasm of that morning. It was around 8 a.m.

I was expecting a hug or squeeze on my boobs. But to my shock, he closed my eyes with his two strong hands and whispered, “I told you not to cover your body while you’re in the house. You deserve a punishment slut, keep your eyes closed slut and don’t move.

I know it’s my Husband Raj who wants me to submit myself to him. Did as my Husband commanded, and he removed his hands. I kept my eyes closed. I didn’t want to spoil his excitement. After all, I’m his wife. He can do whatever he desires to do with my body.

Without wasting a second, he handcuffed and blindfolded me. I was ready for the action. My pussy became wet, and to my surprise, apart from the action, there was not even a single touch. There was no movement from him. I was standing there wanting a touch. With each passing second, my anxiety grew.

I can’t bear this. I broke the silence by asking him to touch me. I heard a giggle, and finally, I felt a sensation around my ear. He spoke, “Slut, I will give you more than you can handle,” by pinching my lip. I was in shock and completely wet with excitement.

Within a second, my towel was removed. I could sense a cool breeze touching my body while I was processing the cool breeze. My pussy started hurting. He started rubbing my pussy aggressively. I left a scream. He increased the speed. He placed my leg on the table.

He inserted his fingers and jolted my pussy with his fingers. He continued for 2 minutes. I was about to cum, he moved away. I was catching my breath. It was so intense. 2 minutes passed, and I heard a vibrating sound. I know what it is. I’m not ready for it.

He inserted something in my pussy and bent on the dressing table. It was doggy style. He turned on the vibrator and inserted his dick in my ass. It’s so painful he clocked the vibrator at full speed. Nobody explored my asshole much, and at the same time, it was enjoyable.

He fucked me like a bitch, and he kept on increasing the pace. I screamed at the top of my lungs, “Please be gentle with your wife. I will die.” His fast-paced fuck continued for a few minutes. He, too cum inside my pussy and turned me around.

He gave me a passionate kiss on my lips while his warm cum was drenching my inner thighs. He says he’s really lucky to have me as a wife and asked me to prepare something to eat. So, all 3 of them are finished using me. I was busy preparing breakfast for my hungry Husband.

Someone gave me a tight hug from the back. It was Sourabh. I asked, “Where were you? You know that all 3 of them fucked me like a slut. I still miss you.” He replied, “I miss you too, babe.” I went on my knees and removed his shorts, and started giving him a blowjob.

Even though I was licking ass balls clean, I never missed eye contact with him. After a few minutes, he splashed his cum into my mouth, I licked every drop of the cum and kept his cock clean so the breakfast got ready. I asked them to gather around the sofa.

While I was handing them over their portions, I was mauled and kissed. So all of us were having breakfast. Ashish asked me to sit on his lap, so I did as he said. To my expectation, he inserted his dick in my pussy, so he handed over rules for me on weekends.

Rule 1: I was not allowed to wear anything while I was in the house. I should always wear my mangalsutra and wedding bangles.

Rule 2: I cannot eat anything without the cum.

Rule 3: While I was outside with them, I should wear whatever they gave me, and a mandatory vibrator in my pussy and butt plug in my ass.

Rule 4: I was never allowed to touch my private parts without their permission. If I touched them, then I was allowed to punishment.

Rule 5: On weekends, I’m their slut. I shouldn’t expect any respect from them. In simple words, I’m a slut for 4 hungry cocks, who will use me to the full extent.

Those rules have turned me on.

So after breakfast, it took me more time than expected because Ashish had hard strokes on my pussy. I gave a blowjob to the other 3 husbands, so they were tired while they were enjoying a cricket match.

Sourabh said, “As we’re tired, this randi is free now, so let’s do something to keep this randi busy until we’re back in action.” I was shocked by these words coming out of my Husband’s mouth. Anyways I’m also feeling horny, so they planned a game.

So it’s kind of a guessing game about how much will batsman score in the next ball. All 4 of them will guess among themselves. The winner gets to choose what to do with me, and I don’t know much about cricket, so they explain it to me, and the game starts.

First guess: Sumit guessed it correctly. He requested a dance number for the infamous song “Chikini Chameli.” I was shy at the beginning, but with the encouragement of my hungry Husband, I said okay. But there’s a catch: I shouldn’t stop dancing for 5 minutes.

I thought it was not a big deal. I completely forgot about the fact I had a vibrator in my pussy. They gave me a panty to wear to make the vibrator intact while dancing. As I was dancing, Sourabh played with the vibrator. Sumit also joined me and started throwing money at me like I was a stripper.

After dancing for 5 minutes, Ashish pulled me onto the sofa, tore my panty and started rubbing my pussy and kissing my lips. He nearly pushed me to an orgasm while he was abusing me like a cheap whore. I looked into Saurabh’s eyes.

How would he feel while his wife was being used like a slut in front of his own eyes? So here comes the next guess: it was Raj who made the right choice. He ordered me to play a game. I have to hold my orgasm with a vibrator but with a twist.

There’s a coffee table before them. They made me sit on that with my legs wide open directly before them. The thing is, I have to make eye contact with any one of them constantly for 10 minutes. With a minute’s break for every 2 minutes so that I won’t cum.

Even in the break, I have to make eye contact. If I lose or cum within 10 minutes, they’ll start from the beginning. At first, I thought it was a simple task, but it turned out to be difficult of the most.

The game started. I decided to try my luck by locking my eyes with Sumit. They started the vibrator at a low speed. With the increase in time, there’s an increase in speed. It’s too much. I cannot hold it anymore. I used to move my head or close my eyes.

So this is their plan. They want me to take to the edge of the orgasm and stop it. They had done this enough times to make me go crazy. I had multiple orgasms, but the game was still on. I tried with all of my Husband except Sourabh. I can’t handle it anymore. I have to finish it.

I decided to lock my eyes with Sourabh, and he did the same. I did think of all the love he gave me in his moments of caring in all these years. I kept thinking of those beautiful moments, so finally I won. Everyone was in shock. I stood up and sat on Sourabh’s lap.

I gave Sourabh a nice kiss on his lips for a few minutes. Everyone was staring at us. Yes, we love each other. There’s more between us other than sex.

So the game continued, and they made me do all kinds of weird activities. Then it’s Sourabh’s turn. He asked, “Among all the 4 husbands whom you love the most?” Without any hesitation, I replied, ” It is you, Sourabh.”

Ashish just came out of the bathroom. He pulled me by my hair to lick his dick, which he didn’t wash after the pee. This made me wet again. I can see some disappointment on Sourabh’s face. I want to make him feel special. This is too much.

Seeing this, Sumit and Raj rushed to the bathroom to pee. As per my Husband’s request, I licked them clean. Sourabh was about to leave. I said, “Sourabh, please stop. You can pee in my mouth.” All of the other 3 husbands were shocked by my answer.

I went near Sourabh and sat on my knees. I dropped his shorts, took his dick in my mouth and asked him to pee. Although I didn’t like it, I did it anyway for Sourabh.

The game continued till the afternoon. In the afternoon, we had lunch. According to the rules, I gave a blowjob to all my husbands and collected their cum. I ate it as a curry in the rotis. We had a nice afternoon sleep, nude, cuddling.

They planned a big surprise for the night. I will let you know in the next part. Manisha is signing off. Please contact me through email at [email protected].

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I woke up to the nudge and calling of my husband, “Wake up, Sneha. Aren’t you going to the wedding?” I woke instantly in a snap, and the happy dream I was in shrivelled out of my memory. I get irritated.

Do I have to scold my husband Rakesh to snatch me away from my sweet dream or Thank him for waking me for the wedding? My eyes hovered towards the clock, which had already hit 07 in the morning.

My desires from yesterday night are still raw. I drag my husband, Rakesh, into the comforter. I wrap my hand around his waist and press my face into his chest. I shut my eyes, hugging him tight, feeling his warmth.

I want to lay in that position. Rakesh breaks the embrace, “Baby, you will be late. The wedding is at 09.” I purse my lips and roll my eyeballs upward, staring at him. I grab his cute face and brace a peck of a kiss on his lips.

I drag him over me, messily spiralling around on the bed. My dirty, unbrushed mouth opens his just brushed mint, fresh mouth. I kiss him wildly, exploring his lips/tongue and tasting him. My hands reach between his legs and grab his erect dick.

I utter with deep breaths, “Fuck me, Rakesh. Fuck me, Rakesh. I want you inside me.”

Rakesh, “Hey. What happened to you? Driving me crazy. You never were so horny and wet. Go get ready, or you will miss your best friend’s wedding.”

He walks away, leaving my flared pussy lips yearning. My thoughts drift to the tall stranger and his shrill stare at the reception. I open my eyes quickly. I shook my head, brushing off his thoughts, leaving the blanket to walk to the restroom.

I poured freezing water over my heat emanating body. My thoughts, ‘Do I wish the stranger to attend the wedding too? Do I hope he will eat me live with his deadly eyes?’ I scramble the almirah with a towel around my chest to catch onto the red transparent saree.

I notice Rakesh staring and scrolling his mobile on the bed. The awoken, horny I was still awake inside me. As I stared at him, I wanted Rakesh to chase me, catch me, and throw away the towel. Kiss me frantically and fuck me sludgy making me bathe again.

My husband caught me watching him as I stood wet feet. He points at the red saree in my hand, “Are you going to wear this? You bought a different dress for the wedding day.” This was my best apparel. I brush the thought of him fucking me, “Yes. I want to wear this.”

A sudden excitement with a racing heartbeat as Rakesh walks towards me. He continues to disappoint as he passes by without a glance into the restroom. Why didn’t he kiss me? I stood nude with just a towel around.

I throw the towel away and watch the reflection of my curvy body in the mirror. What’s in me? There were so many hot and pretty girls in the reception. Why did he look at me? My eyes scanned all around my body.

My skin was soft with goosebumps due to the cold water bath. My boobs were tender. I shiver as a chill runs through my body the moment the stranger’s face and eyes cross my head. I stare and touch my delicate lips, remembering his dirty words, “I feel like kissing you here, tasting those soft brown lips.”

My husband Rakesh, too, is very romantic, but that man was different. I spit on myself in the mirror, “Thu, Sneha, you are married. You have a lovely husband with a lovely life.” I wore the saree, a revealing red blouse, and matching red glass bangles.

I scan my phone to find messages/missed calls from my friends Rachu and Lakshmi. I texted them informing my late arrival. My husband returns. Oh god, Rakesh is staring at me. He lusts me in this red saree. Oh man, he walked closer to me with a lusty stare.

I don’t care about the saree. I am ready to bathe and re-dress again. I beg in my mind, ‘Please devour me of this saree and fuck me, hubby.’ He smiles, saying, “You look pretty,” and places a peck of a kiss on my cheek. I smile, sounding excited, “Really! Thanks, honey.”

“Are you sure you can’t take leave today? You know she is my best friend, Rakesh.”

Rakesh, “I love to walk with you, now you dressed like this. Very sorry, Sneha. I already told you that there is an important meeting today. Convey my apologies to her.”

I step out of the apartment and rush to my car in my high heels. My legs press the accelerator, speeding the car through the early hours of low traffic in Bangalore.

As I drove,  was my subconscious excited that my husband was not accompanying me today? Was that why I double-confirmed with him even though I knew he wouldn’t be coming? Did my heart want to be alone with this stranger hunk? Was he coming?

I park the car and rush into the bright, sunlit hall. Rachu found me the moment I stepped into the hall, but my eyes were searching for someone else. There was no control over my eyes as they scanned the complete hall in search of the tall stranger.

My heart stopped until my eyes completed the scan. Disappointment in my heart, I wave, keeping a smiling face, and join my friends. Rachu was without her husband, and Lakshmi was with her husband and kid. Rachu pinched my shoulder, “Hey, wow”, looking at me from head to toe.

Even Lakshmi showered appreciation, “Same killer look as you were in college.” I wasn’t moved and moved by their praise. My body longed for the stranger’s eyes and his shower of words. Is he not coming today?

Usually, most attend either reception or marriage but not both. I felt like an idiot expecting him today. Did I wear my hottest wardrobe collection, hoping to impress this tall stranger? I shook my head in disbelief about my deeds as these thoughts ran in my head.

Pulling myself away from my thoughts and heartache, I dragged the 6-year-old son of Lakshmi and started playing with him. One lady distributed akshate (rice), which had to be showered while the groom tied the mangalsutra knot.

As the sound of the band got louder, the groom circled his hand around the bride’s neck to tie the knot. Sitting on the second row, we raised our hands to throw the akshate onto the pair. As the groom tied the knot, akshate flew.

Someone threw akshate on my face. I quickly turned to meet the eyes of this tall stranger, who watched me with a similar stare as yesterday. My lips parted, and somewhere deep inside me, butterflies flew, and a hot thrill and happiness and excitement. A feeling, which cannot be described, ran in my body.

I kept a serious face, which needed a lot of effort since my cheeks were giving away by turning pink with the blush. How long has he been watching me? I froze, knowing that his eyes were looking for mine.

I tried to evade his glaring eyes. But my eyes cheated my intent as they fell under his spell as if no time had passed since last night. My mind was talking loudly inside me, “Go to him. Stay away. You are married.” I returned my gaze to the happily giggling bride and groom.

He disappeared again, nowhere to be found. I searched him in the hall, the dining area while we ate, and outside the hall while we strolled. What the fuck is he playing? We stayed till the end until the bride was sent off with the groom.

My feet didn’t leave the place as I stood after the cars of both Lakshmi and Rachu had left the place. My unmoving legs slowly walked me to my car in slow steps. A manly voice from behind startled me as I opened my car door.

“You disappeared on me.” My heart fell into the pit of my stomach as I recognized the voice. I turned to face the stranger. I hadn’t disappeared, but you did disappear the last night as well as today. I stopped myself from uttering these lines.

His thick voice asked me, “What is your name?” “I . . .,” no words left my lips. He straightened, looking into my eyes with an unreadable face, “Don’t run again. What’s your damn name?” It didn’t occur to question his intensity and the urgency to know my name.

He stood very close to me. I retreated one step back from his shadow, “Sneha,” I said, hardly recognizing my voice. “Sneha, Sneha,” he repeated my name to himself, momentarily satisfied, “Sneha, I am desperate to know you.”

I couldn’t look into his eyes. Whenever my eyes looked at him, my eyelids fluttered in his deadly gaze so close. He continued, “I’d kind of wished you would have worn this outfit for me.” I slid my transparent red saree low, revealing a small glimpse of cleavage.

As his eyes lingered over the cleavage, I inhaled, controlling myself not to react to his inquiring eyes. I wore a red, dangling big earring that matched the saree. For his height, my red stained lips could only reach his neck, that too with this high-heeled sandal.

I stood patiently listening to him as he continued, “Forget talking. I wouldn’t have faced you again after you walked away from me last night. But this outfit…” His eyes ran all along my body. Is he striping me with his eyes seeing through the saree?

He exhaled loudly as he spoke, “In this saree. . .” Before he completed his statement, I blurted out, “There are plenty of women here, single women. If you’re looking for a company. I’m sure they would be very excited.”

He asked, “Do you think I can’t find a girl?” I continued losing control, “Find someone. Bangalore is littered with available women. If an affair is what you want, there are plenty of married women.” He was calmer as he responded, “I don’t want someone.”

I don’t know why I asked the next question. Was I interested/eager to know? “Are you even single?” He smiled, “I am available. Yes, Thanks for asking.” His next words came out of his mouth very clearly, “Is something wrong with your earring?”

I realized I was fidgeting with it, “No.” He said, “You were doing that earlier, too. Inside the hall. Nervous habit?”

Me: If you are asking, if you make me nervous. You don’t. I am long past my youth and college girl life.

His next line, “I should warn you. I’m not good at taking no for an answer. I can be very persistent.” More goosebumps sprung over my skin. His eyes jumped to my jewel-covered neck. He noticed everything. My body was thrilled by his words.

My next question (Was I interested to know him?), “No. How many girls?”

He: None.

Me: I don’t believe that.

He: I am not what you think.

He caught my elbow, “Have dinner with me tomorrow night.”

I didn’t free myself from his grip, and I wanted him to continue holding me.

Me: No.

He: Lunch then?

Me: Are you serious?

He: I will behave well.

Why couldn’t I splash across his face? And walk away. Why did I stand there listening to him?

My face lied, and my heart didn’t want to speak these words, “How dare you?”

He continued persisting, “I didn’t ask for more than a meal.”

Me: Ask someone else.

He: I don’t want someone else.

Me: Haven’t you heard anything I’ve been trying to tell you?

The words came out, but my eyes were telling something else to him that he could read.

Me: If my husband knew what you were asking…

He challenged, “What would he do?”

Nothing. My hubby would be hurt, but he would never go on to fight for me. He would have told me to ignore it. This man seemed to know that somehow.

He: Leaving such a beautiful lady is his mistake.

I needed to put a stop to my bitchy side. I clenched my teeth as I pulled my Mangalsutra to display, “I am married. Get lost.” My feet unmovingly moved as I drove with a pain in my heart. The thought of this being my last meeting with Rocky sent a wave of dread through me.

There are two more parts. Bear with me. Enjoy every line. I won’t disappoint you.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

Hi everyone, I am finally back after a long break. I am really sorry for such a long break as I was busy with some work and all. To all the people who are reading this directly. please make sure to read part 1 before to have the maximum pleasure of this part too.

After our first session which was just some foreplay and oral, my female reader wanted a time out which I happily gave. I then told her to freshen her up for the night full of pains and pleasure and instructed her to not close the washroom since I wanted full access to her body while she was under the shower.

She went inside and took a shower. Then came my evil mind. I bought a whip and started whipping her ass. A wet whip hits 10 times harder and it leaves a good red mark.

I told her to count every hit and if she skipped she had punishments all the way coming to her.

After the first one, she shouted at the top of her voice as she wasn’t able to bear the pain. I again reminded her of the drill. It was counting, not shouting. She started saying –

She: Yes master, I know but it was so hard. I just couldn’t control it.

I again gave her a shot since she was countering me and she again screamed. But this time it was a mix of moan and scream so it sounded sexy.

After around 9-10 whips, I asked her if she was enjoying it. She replied with a yes and then I told her to have faith in me.

It was all pain in the first couple of hits. But after that, it was all pleasure and I again resumed my act and she started moaning. I then grabbed her nipples and started pinching them with one hand and whipping with another. This went on till I had done around 50 whips. Her ass was red as a tomato with some good marks of my whipping.

I then asked her if she enjoyed it. She said yes, and asked me if I could make her cum as she was already super horny because of nipple pinching and whipping.

Seeing her teary eyes, I thought of giving her this as she didn’t know what was coming for her in the remaining night. Before going down on her pussy I asked her if she really wanted this.

She said: Yes.

Then I told her this was the last chance she would be getting for anything she wanted for the whole night. Once done, she won’t be able to ask for anything the whole night. She was so horny and was already playing with her pussy. She just nodded her head in a yes and told me to please release her down there as she couldn’t control it now.

I then brought my finger to her pussy and my tongue playing with her inner thighs and my one hand was pressing her boobs and pinching the nipples. She hardly took 5 minutes and a gush of juices came out of my mouth and she started moaning and screaming because of the orgasm.

My reader was panting and catching her breath. Once she was normal, I asked her what happened to her and why she was so wet all of a sudden. She told me that she always wanted a session under a shower with some good spanks and nipple play. All these things combined made her that wet. That smile and satisfaction on her face made me feel so good. It felt like a perfect moment for a master that her slave was enjoying to the core.

I then asked her to move aside and wait till I freshen up myself. I dried myself and was laying on the bed.

As soon as she came out, I told her to be on four and in a strong manly voice told her that now was the real deal get ready for some real fun. I then put a collar belt on her neck and then instructed her to roam in the room like a dog.

Once she did it for 10-15 minutes, I then asked her to come and sniff and lick my toes. She was doing It so perfectly. It was really a good experience.

Then O picked her up and told her to lay down on the bed with her stomach upside. I took four handcuffs from my bag tied her hands and legs in the four corners, put a blindfold on her eyes, and told her to just enjoy the pain as it would be an altogether different experience now.

I also lit a candle and started pouring wax on the sensitive parts. As soon as the first drop landed on her, she moaned “Ah” in a louder voice and said this was raining really hard.

I told her it was just the start. Then I moved to the other nipple then from her cleavage till the navel with each drop she was arching her back more. And to spice things up, I bought some ice cubes and started rubbing them over her nipples and belly button.

This sudden change from hot to cold made her moan more and I saw some precum too on her pussy. I took the vibrator out on the clit and started playing with it. I told her she couldn’t cum till I said. I was playing with her pussy for 10 minutes. Then I saw her things tighten so removed it as she was close to orgasm.

I did it for around 30 minutes and was constantly denying her orgasm and with blindfolds she was begging me in the sweetest of her voice to let her cum.

After this when I again put the vibrator on her pussy, I allowed her to cum and her juices were flowing like a river. Once she was done, I didn’t stop and was holding the vibrator on her clit only. I also inserted my dick inside her pussy. In 5 minutes, she again orgasmed. I was thrusting her and ramming her pussy in a missionary position and she was again and again orgasming.

She was orgasming for the 4th time when I told her I was also cumming and I shot my load inside her pussy. I was lying on her and kissing her with my dick inside her pussy.

After around 5 minutes, I shifted to her left and could see her neatly cleaned pussy oozing out a mixture of her and mine juices.

After multiple orgasms, she was so tired she couldn’t move either. Then I picked her legs and laid her on the bed properly and in just a couple of minutes, she was sleeping like a baby, with a sweet smile on her face. I was so satisfied with it.

After that, I slept by her side. I woke up in the morning and her boobs were just near my mouth. So I was sucking her nipples and she too opened her eyes and just kissed my forehead and thanked me for the best session of her life till now.

It felt more like a romantic gesture rather than a master-slave moment. Then I fresh up and left her house with some good memories for both of us. While going, she told me to meet again and gave me a handwritten note too.

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Hello ISS readers, mera name Arman Khan hai, 35 years old. Import-export ka business kar raha hu, aur Multan Pakistan mein rehta hu. Pathan hu aur start se acha size hai mera, jo ab 8.5 inches long aur 3.2 inches wide hai, with great stamina, aur height 6 feet 3 inches hai. Ache muscles hai, but lean body hai.

Mera dost Shafi (Short name) ke sath waale ghar mein ek family rent par rehne aayi, jinme 4 bhai aur unki 01 behan the. Mother ki death ho chuki thi, aur Father Govt. officer tha. Ab hamari age ka Yasir tha to hamari usse friendship ho gayi. Shazia Yasir se chhoti thi aur average looking girl thi. 5 feet height, tight firm boobs, mid length hair, saawla skin color (bilkul kaala bhi nahi aur bilkul white bhi nahi thi).

Shafi mera dost bhi tha aur uski gf thi Sobi. Magar wo ex ho chuki thi, to Shafi ko koi mil nahi raha tha maal. Sunday ke din mere paas aaya subha ki kaam hai. Maine details poochi to kehta ki koi randi mile chodne ke liye to bahut dil kar raha. Maine poocha ki jagah? Wo isi baat par sar pakad ke baith gaya. Hame pehle bahut mauke mile the aise. Magar hamare paas jagah ka bahut masla tha.

Meri aur Shafi ki family bahut strict thi is hawale se. Aisi-waisi koi bhi news nikalti hamare hawale se to hame ghar waale goli maar dete.

Magar jazbaat sambhalna bhi bahut mushkil tha. Hum gupshup kar rahe the. Itne mein Yasir aa gaya aur wo bhi same mood mein tha ki koi mil jaye. Hamne uska bandobast kar diya aur ek gay ladke ke sath use bhej diya ki jao iski gaand maaro.

Ab Yasir ke jaane ke baad Yasir ke chhote bhai aa gaye, ki hum chupan-chupayi khel rahe the, aur Yasir bhai ki baari aayi aur wo chhodh ke bhaag gaya. Hamne kaha hum khelte hai aur baari bhi denge.

Hum Yasir ke ghar chale gaye aur shukar ke Yasir ka pakka bandobast kar diya tha. Yasir ka scene hua luck by chance tha aur hame invitation bhi aise hi mila. Yasir ke bhai shareef the magar behan Shazia bahut chaalu maal nikli.

Pehli baari Shafi ne di, aur Yasir ke bhai jaldi se chhup gaye, aur main kitchen mein chhupne gaya. Main jaha chhupa waha jagah bahut tight thi, aur mere peeche Shazia bhi aa gayi, aur wahi mere sath chipak ke chhupne lagi. Maine muft maal ko tight lund se welcome kiya aur peeche se gaand par lund ragad ke aur aage boobs pakad ke daba ke maze lene laga.

Itne mein Shafi dhoondhta hua wahi aa gaya. Usne mere hath Shazia ke boobs par dekhe to uske hosh udd gaye. Isse pehle ke wo kuch bolta, Shazia ne aage badh ke Shafi ka lund trouser ke upar se pakad liya. Shafi ke to hosh udd gaye.

Hamne Shazia ko kitchen mein aage kiya, aur khoob ragadne lage. Shafi aag mein tha fauran lund baahar nikaal ke Shazia ko chodne ke chakkar mein tha. Aur Shazia bhi isi tarah chudwane ke full mood mein thi.

Magar maine unhe rok ke kaha: Shazia ke 2 bhai ghar par hai. Koi issue bana to pakde jaoge, aur bahut maar padegi.

Shazia ko samajh aayi, aur wo ruk gayi. Magar Shafi ki haalat rone wali thi. Shazia ne apne bhaiyon ke chhupne ki jagah batayi aur dono baahar aaye, aur ab meri bari thi dhoondne ki. Ab bhi same hua, aur 2 bhai ek-ek room mein ghus gaye chhupne aur Shafi Shazia ko kitchen mein le gaya.

Main bhi wahi pahuncha to dekha ki Shafi lund nikaal ke Shazia ki phuddi mein ghusane laga tha. Shazia ne apne muh se thook nikaal ke phuddi aur lund par lagayi aur Shafi ne lund slowly daal ke chodna chaalu kiya. Meri nazar Shafi ke lund par thi ki kya size hai (gents zyadatar yahi compare karte hai group sex etc mein).

Shafi ka size uski age ke hisaab se aur mere size se kaafi chhota tha. Magar tight full tha lohe ki tarah seedhe dhakke laga ke Shazia ko chodna chaalu kiya hua tha. Zyada hyper state mein hone ki wajah se Shafi 2 minute bhi na tik saka Shazia ki phuddi mein, aur discharge ho gaya. Magar Shazia ke face se lag raha tha ki use aur chahiye aur wo abhi heat mein thi.

Maine unhe jaldi set karwaya, aur Shazia ke dono bhaiyon ko dhoondh liya. Ab baari Shafi ki thi, aur maine use kaha mujhe 20-30 minutes dena.

Shafi bola: Shazia ke bhaiyon ko sambhal lena mujhe koi issue nahi.

Shafi baari dene gaya to main bhi Shazia ke sath chalu hua. Magar Shazia mid mein thi to use fauran lund chahiye tha. Maine bhi lund tight kiya, aur Shafi ke aane se pehle Shazia ki phuddi mein ghusa diya poora. Shazia ko start mein thodi mushkil hui, magar wo chudakkad randi nikli aur jald hi sab adjust kar liya aur fir maze se chudwati rahi.

Main neeche khade hoke use dining table par lita kar, uski legs apne shoulder par utha ke neeche se poora lund andar-baahar kar raha tha. Is position ki wajah se Shafi ko mera lund nazar nahi aaya sahi se. Ab main Shazia ko chod raha tha, aur wo dekh raha tha.

Magar fauran hi usne Shazia ke boobs choosne aur dabane shuru kar diye. Shazia ab aur zyada mast hoke chudwa rahi thi. Maine lund ko slow piston movement par laga ke sath clitoris ko thumb se stimulate karna chaalu kar diya.

Shazia clitoris ki wajah se tadapne aur moan karne lagi. Main 20 minutes tak lagataar Shazia ko chodta raha. Shafi mere chodne ke style ko hairan hoke dekh raha tha. Main kabhi full fast strokes lagata, aur kabhi ek-dum slow, magar hard strokes, aur deeper penetrate karta. Shazia ki 15 minute mein bas ho gayi, aur main bhi 5 minute ke hard strokes ke baad Shazia mein discharge ho gaya.

Fir Shafi ko kaha: Jaake Shazia ke bhaiyon ko dekh, aur hum khud ko set karte hai.

Us din baari-baari maine 3 dafa aur Shafi ne Shazia ko 4 dafa choda. Aur Shazia ki haalat bahut tight thi. Wo randi sahi se chal nahi sakti thi. Magar 3 din baad hi Shazia ne mujhse full night chudwaya apne ghar bula kar. Uske liye wait for Next Part.

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Hello guys, this is Rajesh, a 27 years bisexual guy from Hyderabad living in Melbourne. This is a continuation of the series ‘Sex At My Aunt’s Place Abroad.’ So, after we had a threesome (me, aunt, & sis), I was discussing with my aunt.

Aunt: Hey Raj, how was your experience last week? When we three had fun in my bedroom.

Me: Yeah, aunty, it was good. I really enjoyed it. But why are you asking about it now?

Aunt: I enjoyed it, and I want to know how you felt about it. If you like to do it with two women at the same time, then maybe we could explore more.

Me: OK, sounds interesting. What do you exactly mean by explore more? Are you saying that we will keep doing it (me, aunt & sis)?

Aunt: Yes, we can do it anytime we want. Now that we have experienced it and all three of us like it. I’m talking about more possibilities.

Me: I don’t get what you are saying. Can you please explain it clearly?

Aunt: OK, there are many girls at my workplace who, mostly, talk very openly with me. There is this one girl, her name is Gina. She recently had a breakup with her boyfriend. By her actions, I’m guessing that she’s Bisexual, but not sure about it. She sometimes touches and squeezes my ass and boobs. Maybe we can easily get her into our action.

Me: Wow, aunty, I never knew that you have these kinds of thoughts. It’s really interesting. But how do we get started? What is the plan?

Aunty: I’ll invite her to our place for lunch, and then we’ll take it from there. It could get a little easy, as she likes Indian guys.

Finally, the day has come. My aunt and Gina came home. As the car entered the driveway, I was already sitting out in the sun. I was wearing a tank top vest and a short (that’s how I’m usually dressed at home). I approached the car and opened the door for my aunt and also for Gina.

Aunt: Raj, will you give us a moment?

Me: Sure. (and I went inside home)

Aunt: I saw the way you were looking at him. You like him, don’t you?

Gina: Yeah, but we can leave that aside.

Aunt: oh yeah? Stay here.

Gina: Wait, what are you doing?

Aunt showed her hand to Gina and signalled her to stay there. She came near me and said, “Looks like Gina likes you, and soon we go in, we can get started with it.” I happily said, “OK,” and looked at Gina. She had a very naughty smile on her face. Then Aunt signalled her to come in.

Aunt: Raj, why don’t you wait for us in the living room?

I just followed my aunt’s instructions.

Gina: (asking my aunt) What are you doing?

Aunt: Don’t worry, everything is under my control. Why don’t you come into the living room with us? I promise you’ll have a good time.

My aunt left Gina there and came near me. By the time Gina came in, we had already started kissing.

Aunt looked at Gina and said, “You know what? Raj is a very dedicated person. Do you like what you see? He’s very impressive. If you know what I mean. He’s willing to do anything that I want him to. I hope that you’ll join us.”

After saying this, Aunt again started kissing me. She put her hand into my shorts and held my dick. It was already rock hard and waiting to enter new holes (Gina’s). Aunt pulled my shorts down, and she, too, went on her knees and licked my dick by looking at Gina.

She took my dick into her mouth. While Aunt sucked me by making those beautiful sucking sounds, I kept looking at Gina. By her facial expression, I can say that she loves what’s happening in front of her. Gina threw her handbag and left her footwear, and she, too, went on her knees.

Aunt: Come here, Gina. You’ve been very good this week, and you deserve a treat. Let me see how you can take it. Show me.

Gina kissed and licked my dick. Then she took it completely into her mouth and started to suck it. Aunt was licking my balls and also pushing Gina’s head deep onto my dick. “Yes, Gina, suck it nice and deep. Now, look at me and do it the same as I do.”

Gina: Oh yes, aunty, you are taking it in like a professional. Please give it to me. I’ll suck it the same way as you are doing it.

Aunt: OK, now be a good girl and suck it deep. Show me how much you want it. I expect obedience. Put all of it into your mouth. Now, spit that saliva in my mouth.

Gina split in Aunt’s mouth. Then they both kissed each other and exchanged their saliva and then came back onto my dick. This time, Aunt sucked my dick, and Gina licked my balls. After some time, Aunt spat in Gina’s mouth, and they both sucked my dick with their wet mouths.

Aunt: Let me see how motivated you are to suck that dick. You do everything I want. That’s it. I want to see you sucking that dick deep. How does that dick feel in the back of your throat? Show me how deep you can take it.

Aunt: Look into his eyes when you suck him. Suck him nice and slow, I want you to tease him. You have a lot of work to do today. I want his dick to be rock-hard before I put it in your holes.

Aunt: Raj, Gina is one of the nice assistants I have. Now I want you to fuck her face, you like this one? She’s brand new go nice and slow. I want to see you push your dick deep in her throat. She’s taking it so deep for you, so keep giving it. She can take it.

Aunt: Now, Raj, give it to me. Gina, push me deep onto that dick. Do you like what you see, Gina?

Gina: It is so fucking hot watching you take Raj’s dick deep in your mouth. I love his dick.

Aunt: Oh yeah? Do you like it?

Gina: Yes.

They both got back to work, sucked my dick and balls.

Aunt: I’m going to give you such a good time today. I want you to fuck her in the ass. Don’t worry, she’s ready for it. Are you ready for this dick in your ass Gina?

Gina: Yes, aunty.

Aunt: Will you do it for me?

Gina: I’ll do anything for you, aunty.

Aunt: You’ve been a good girl, and you are now going to take that dick deep in your ass. Let’s go into the bedroom.

We all went into the bedroom. Gina was in the middle facing me, and aunt was behind Gina facing me. While I kissed Gina on her lips and slowly came down to her neck and also rubbed her pussy. Gina was playing with my dick, and aunt was kissing Gina’s neck and her ears.

Gina: You liked how I sucked his dick before?

Aunt: It’s nice and hard for you already.

Gina: Yes, it’s so fucking hard for me.

We again kissed each other, me and Gina. Aunt again pushed Gina on her knees and made her suck my dick. I pulled Aunt close and kissed her wildly.

Aunt: She’s going to be a good girl for you today. Raj now lay down on the bed for me. Gina, I want you to ride him. Let me make those wet for you guys.

Aunt spat on my dick and also licked Gina’s pussy and placed my dick on Gina’s pussy and pushed it in. Aunt put her fingers in Gina’s ass.

Aunt: Do you feel my fingers in your ass, Gina?

Gina: Oh, yeah, aunty, you are stretching my tight little ass hole.

Aunt: Do you want to know why I’m stretching your ass?

Gina: Why?

Aunt: Because I’m going to place that big dick in there.

Gina: Oh yes, I want this big dick in my ass. Please give it to me.

As Gina was riding me, Aunt was busy fingering Gina’s ass. We slowly increased the riding speed. My Aunt said, “Yeah, give it to her. She deserves it.” While Gina was riding my dick, she was about to cum.

Aunt spanked her ass and said, “Yes cum on his dick and give me that dick. I want to taste your cum off that dick.”

Gina: Yes, aunty, taste my pussy juices and put them back in my pussy. I want more of it.

As Gina was enjoying riding my dick, aunt licked Gina’s ass hole. Now Gina said, “Aunty, now I want it in my ass. My ass is ready for it now.”

Aunt: Why should I give it to you?

Gina: Because I’m such a good assistant and also a good girl.

Aunt pulled my dick out and again spit on it and pushed it into Gina’s ass.

Aunt: Raj, pull it out. I want to taste Gina’s ass off your dick.

Gina: You are such a dirty slut, aunty. I want it back in that tight little ass.

After that, Gina rode my dick in the cowgirl position for 5 minutes. Aunt asked Gina to get into the doggy position as she wanted me to enter her ass. Aunt spread Gina’s ass wide to make it easy for me to enter it. I fucked Gina in the doggy style for another 5 minutes and also made her butt red by spanking.

We again changed position, and we fucked in missionary. While I fucked Gina in missionary, aunt held Gina’s legs apart and licked her pussy. Gina also sucked Aunt’s nipples in between.

When I was about to cum, they both got onto the floor and opened their mouths. I released all my cum in their mouths. Later, they shared it by kissing and spitting in each other’s mouths.

Aunt: you are such a good girl. You took that big fucking dick in your ass until he released all his cum on our faces. I think you are going to be my new favourite assistant. I’m going to taste his cum over your face. Please give it to me. You are a very good girl today.

They kissed and licked each other’s faces, and also, they licked my dick clean. We all jumped onto the bed, and we kissed, hugged and played with each other’s bodies.

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Hello, my dear ISS Readers. I am Esha Shah, female, 36, married. Please read my previous encounters to know more about me.

My hubby wanted me to take the parcel from the Swiggy guy and make the cash payment to him in this long white T-shirt only. I gasped some air for a minute. But then just nodded my head in agreement. We were enjoying all the kinks till this moment.

I dried my hair and wore that plain white long T-shirt. I kept my hair towards my back. If they were in front, my naked boobs would not be visible to the delivery guy.

The Swiggy guy had arrived at our apartment and would be at our house in the next 3 to 5 minutes. My hubby went and hid behind the curtains from where he could see everything that was happening. But no one could see him.

So now I was standing there in our hall. With our main door unlocked for anyone to enter without any permission and to see me in my semi-naked attire. Our floor lift door opened. My heartbeat was very fast.

Our doorbell rang, and I froze for the next 5 seconds. I did not reply. I was standing dumbstruck. Suddenly the Hot Slut inside me awoke and sexily said to the guy standing out to just come in.

The door opened, and a skinny, short guy came in with our food delivery. He was stunned to see a semi-naked beauty in front of him. He was constantly staring at me from top to bottom.

I disturbed him by asking for my food delivery and what was the amount. He told me the amount. I slowly and seductively walked towards him to collect the parcel. My main agenda was to completely seduce my husband by behaving like a slut in front of the delivery guy.

I collected the parcel from the delivery guy who was sweating a lot because of my hotness. I turned around and seductively walked towards the dining table to give him a nice view of my bouncing buns. I then moved towards my bedroom to bring him the payment.

I got the payment and was walking slowly towards the delivery agent. I could see his erect dick because of my view. I gave him the payment but deliberately dropped a coin. We both bent to pick up the same coin, and he got a deep view of my cleavage and maybe the boobs.

He came very close to me while picking up the coin and could smell my freshly bathed body. He now picked up the coins and counted them slowly while looking at my body. He deliberately missed the counting while watching my body and was recounting again.

Now the delivery guy knew his work was done, and he had to leave. He said thank you and left our house, closing the door. We heard the lift door closing. My hubby now came and pounced on me. We both were horny. He got naked and then tore off my white t-shirt, and I, too, was naked.

We were madly kissing each other. He then lifted me and placed me on the dining table. He then laid me on my back on the dining table and pinned my hands to the table with his one hand. With his other hand, he used his fingers to feel the wetness of my pussy.

It was completely drenched with sex juices and ready for a nice fuck. He immediately took his dick and slammed it deep inside my pussy. Electric shock passed when his dick went so deep into my pussy. He was fucking me deep and hard. I was being fucked by my hubby as if I was a slutty whore.

We both enjoyed it to the core. All naked on the dining table, it was a new kink for us. I now had an orgasm, but he was still going on and on. He then turned me around and laid my chest on the table. Now he fucked me from behind.

He held my boobs with one hand and my hair with the other and was constantly pounding me like a whore. I was now moaning at the top of my voice like a whorish slut. After a great time of pounding and fucking me like a whore. My hubby finally pulled out his dick and cum all over my sexy ass.

It was hot and thick fluid was coming out of his dick, meaning he, too, had a great time. He then picked me up and took me to the shower. We guys again had a shower where we were hugging and smooching each other. We then came out fresh.

We went straight to the dining table all naked to have breakfast that we ordered from Swiggy. The breakfast was cold, but we were hot enough so that we didn’t mind. We were lovingly feeding each other and having breakfast. I was sitting in my hubby’s lap.

We both were completely naked, and we were having breakfast completely naked for the first time. After finishing breakfast, we were completely exhausted sexually, so we hit the sofa set all naked. My hubby hugged me on the sofa and thanked me for being such an obedient slutty wife that he always has wished for.

He came close to me and kissed me on my cheeks. He told me that he has many kinky fantasies like these running in his mind. One of which is fulfilled today. I asked him what they were. To which my hubby told me that he would let me know them one by one only and not all together.

I said OK and asked him what was his next fantasy. My hubby asked me whether I was ready for it. I told him that he had seen so much slutty bold side of me. What more ready should I be? To which he said he wanted me to….

The story will be continued in the next part.

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

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

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

Pichle part mein aap sab ne padha, ki kaise Ramesh ke jaldi jhadne ke baad main pole dance karne lagi. Jab main club se baahar aayi, to mujhe ek Raman naam ka aadmi mila. Uski baaton se impress hoke main uski gaadi mein baith gayi. Ab aage badhte hai.

Raman ke driver ne gaadi chalani shuru kar di, aur agle 5-minute mein hum ek hotel ke baahar ruke. Hotel bahut hi shandaar tha. Fir hum gaadi se baahar nikle, aur driver gaadi parking ki taraf le gaya.

Raman ne meri kamar mein hath dala, jaise hum couple the, aur hum andar jaane lage. Hotel ki reception bahut badi thi. Andar jaake Raman ne mujhe reception par lage sofa set par baithne ko bola, aur woh khud counter pe room ki booking karne chala gaya.

Main aas-paas ke nazare dekh rahi thi. Kafi der ho gayi thi mujhe aise bade hotel mein aaye hue. Aise hotels ke kamre bade shandaar hote hai. Aur inke naram bistar par sex karke to maza aa jata hai. 5-minute mein Raman mere paas wapas aaya, aur hum room ki taraf chal pade.

Hum dono lift mein ghuse, aur 31st floor par pahunch gaye. Is beech Raman kuch nahi bol raha tha. Jab hum lift se baahar aaye to hamara room saamne ki row mein paas mein hi tha. Raman ne key card nikala pocket se aur room ka darwaza khola.

Fir usne ek gentleman ki tarah mujhe pehle andar jaane ko kaha. Main andar gayi aur Raman mere peeche-peeche room mein enter hua. Fir usne darwaza band kar diya, aur do not disturb ka sign on kar diya.

Jaisa ki maine bataya hai, ki aise hotels ke kamre bade shandaar hote hai. To kamra bada sundar tha, aur waha ki balcony mein se poore shehar ka view mil raha tha. Main room dekh hi rahi thi, ki Raman bola-

Raman: Tum bath lelo, fir main le leta hu. Uske baad shuru karte hai.

Fir main bathroom mein gayi, aur waha jaake kapde utaar diye. Uske baad maine garam paani ka shower onn kiya, aur uske neeche khadi hoke nahane ka maza lene lagi. Maine apne boobs, pet, chut, gaand ko ache se sabun mal-mal kar saaf kiya. 10-minute ke shower ke baad mera nahana poora ho gaya.

Ab mere paas kapde to the nahi, to maine towel lapet liya, aur baahar aa gayi. Jaise hi main baahar aayi Raman mere saamne khada tha. Raman ki nazar mujh par padi, aur woh mujhe dekhta hi reh gaya. Halke geele baal. Badan pe halki paani ki boonde.

Towel mein se cleavage ke darshan, aur ghutno se upar tak towel. Mujhe aise dekh kar to kisi bhi mard ki neeyat dol jaye. Raman ne meri taraf dekh kar smile ki, jaise bol raha ho kamaal ki lag rahi ho. Maine bhi usko return mein ek smile di.

Fir woh wardrobe ki taraf badha, aur usne mujhe ek black gown nikaal kar diya. Maine Raman ne saamne hi apna towel neeche gira diya, aur gown pehanne lagi.

Jaise hi maine towel neeche giraya, Raman ka lund mujhe uski pant mein khada hota dikhayi dene laga. Woh kuch reaction nahi de raha tha, bas mujhe ghoore jaa raha tha.

Ab mujhe bina kapdo ke dekhega, woh bhi tab main just naha kar aayi thi, to hosh to udenge hi. Fir maine uski awaaz lagayi-

Main: Raman tum nahane jaa rahe ho?

Raman: Haa-haa! Main jaa raha hu.

Fir woh nahane ke liye bathroom mein chala gaya. Uske bathroom mein jaane ke baad main balcony mein hawa khaane chali gayi. Badi thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Maine badan par sirf gown pehna hua tha, aur neeche kuch nahi tha. To thandi-thandi hawa neeche se meri jaanghon aur chut mein lag rahi thi.

Ye thandi-thandi hawa meri vaasna ko aur badha rahi thi. Bas ab intezaar tha, to Raman ke bade lund ko apni chut mein lene ka tha. Abhi 5-minute hue the, ki mujhe apne pet pat kisi ke hath mehsoos hue. Ye aur koi nahi Raman tha, jo bathroom se naha kar aa chuka tha.

Raman ne seedhe mere peeche aake mujhe apni baahon mein bhar liya, aur mujhse chipak gaya. Uska khada hua lund mujhe apni gaand par chubh raha tha. Lund ke chubhne se hi mujhe uski lambayi, aur woh kitna sakht tha, pata chal raha tha.

Tabhi Raman ne mere shoulder se gown thoda side kiya, aur kiss karne laga. Usne mere shoulder par kiss kiya, aur meri aankhen band ho gayi. Kiss karte hue woh gown neeche karta gaya, aur gown mere shoulder se neeche sarakta gaya.

Gown mere kandhe se neeche meri kuhni tak aa gaya, aur meri poori cleavage dikhne lag gayi. Ab bas mera choocha baahar aane ko tha. Fir usne mujhe apni taraf ghumaya, aur apne honth mere raseele hontho se chipka diye.

Jaise hi usne apne honth mere hontho se jode, mere badan mein current sa daudne laga, aur meri chut ki tadpan aur badh gayi. Raman aur main kiss karte hue wild hone lage. Kiss karte hue usne mere gown ko aage se khol diya, aur usko mere jism se alag kar diya.

Fir usne apna bhi gown nikaal diya. Meri tarah Raman ne bhi neeche kuch nahi pehna tha. Ab hum dono poore nange balcony mein khade the, aur thandi-thandi hawa se badan mein sursuri si baj rahi thi.

Raman aur main kiss kare jaa rahe the. Uska bada sa lund neeche meri chut se baar-baar takra raha tha. Fir usne kiss todi, aur meri gardan ko choomne laga. Woh madhosh karne wala pyar kar raha tha.

Woh meri poori gardan ko choom raha tha, aur jeebh se chaat raha tha. Fir woh neeche aaya, aur usne apne dono hath mere rass-bhare choochon par rakh diye. Usne choochon ko aapas mein dabaya, aur apna muh meri deep cleavage mein daal diya. Ab woh meri cleavage ko chaat raha tha.

Fir usne mere boob ka nipple muh mein dala, aur usko choosna shuru kar diya. Woh ek nipple choos raha tha, aur doosre nipple ko masal raha tha. Woh badi softly ye sab kar raha tha, lekin fir bhi ye sab bada uttejit karne wala tha.

Ek nipple choosne ke baad usne doosre nipple ko muh se lagaya, aur usko choosne laga. Ab woh pehle waale nipple ko masalne lag gaya. Kuch der aisa hi karne ke baad woh wapas se mere hontho par aa gaya, aur hum dono ki kissing firse shuru ho gayi.

Kiss karte hue usne meri gaand par hath dala, aur mere dono chootadon ko sehlane laga. Fir usne mere dono chootad kass ke apni giraft mein liye. Mujhe apni baahon mein utha liya. Ab main uski mazboot baahon mein thi, aur hamari kissing chale jaa rahi thi.

Fir woh peeche ki taraf ghooma, aur mujhe andar leke jaane laga. Is dauran usne hamari kissing tootne nahi di. Andar jaake usne mujhe bed par patak diya. Ab main uske lund ko sahi se dekh paa rahi thi.

Uska lund ek-dum mota aur tagda tha. Kam se kam 9-inch ka tha uska lund. Size mein to bahut acha tha, bas ab dum dekhna baaki tha. Ab main bed par padi thi. Fir woh mere upar aaya, aur meri jaanghen khol kar apna muh meri jaanghon mein daal liya.

Usne apna muh meri chut par rakha, aur usko hi halke-halke se jeebh se chaatne laga. Jaise hi woh meri chut par jeebh fira kar alag karta, to mere badan mein current sa paida ho jata.

Dheere-dheere usne chaatne ki speed badhayi. Fir usne meri chut ke daane ko apne muh mein le liya, aur usko choosna shuru kar diya. Mujhe bada maza aa raha tha, aur main ahh ahh ki awaazo ke sath uska abhiwadan kar rahi thi.

Chut choosne ke baad usne meri jaanghen choosi aur kaati. Khoob maza diya usne mujhe chut choos kar. Ab meri baari thi. Maine jaldi se usko litaya, aur uske lund ko apne muh mein daal liya.

Uske lund se lollipop choosne ka taste aa raha tha. Lagta hai woh bathroom mein se apne lund par kuch laga kar aaya tha. Main zor-zor se uska lund choos rahi thi, aur lund ko thook se poora geela kar diya tha.

Usne mere sar par hath rakh liya, aur usko lund par dabane laga. Isse uska lund mere gale tak jaa raha tha, aur meri saans ghut rahi thi. Lekin maza bahut aa raha tha. Kuch der mein woh bola-

Raman: Aao ab aage badhe.

Maine lund apne muh se nikala, aur uske upar lund par baith gayi. Maine apni chut uske lund par ragadni shuru ki. Lund aur chut dono chikne hue pade the. Fir maine lund chut par set kiya, aur ‘Ahh ahh’ karte hue uske lund par baith gayi.

Uski bhi aah nikal aayi. Ab itni garam chut ka maza milega to ahh to niklegi hi. Fir maine uske hath pakad ke apne choochon par rakh diye, aur uske lund par dheere-dheere upar-neeche hone lagi. Jab lund poori tarah chut mein set ho gaya, to maine apni speed badhayi.

Main zor-zor se uske lund par uchalne lagi, aur meri aahen bhi tez ho gayi. Raman mere boobs zor se dabata hua gaand upar kar-kar ke meri chut ka maza le raha tha. Lund aur chut itne chikne the ki chap-chap ki awaaze aa rahi thi.

20-minute main aise hi uchalti rahi uske lund par. Fir usne mujhe neeche kar diya, aur khud mere upar aa gaya. Ab hum missionary position mein the. Usne upar se apne honth mere hontho se chipka diye, aur neeche se lund meri chut mein daal diya.

Fir woh tabad-tod dhakke lagane lag gaya. Mujhe maza to bahut aa raha tha, lekin darr bhi tha ki woh bhi Naresh ki tarah jaldi na jhad jaye. Lekin woh sach mein animal tha.

Aadha ghanta woh meri chut mein full speed par jhatke maarta raha. Is beech usne mera 2 baar paani nikaal diya. Fir woh ahh ahh karte hue mere andar hi jhad gaya.

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

Life, it was something else during my Engineering. Love, Sex, Dhoka, and Sex again. Change of places and things weren’t going fine even after living with a gorgeous woman like Komal bhabhi. Things had taken a turn and I had to live in. I found myself in a popular residential area near my college.

My brother and sister-in-law were not thrilled about it. But the rent for a 1BHK apartment at INR 5750 was steep back then. Thankfully, my dad provided me with enough financial support.

The neighborhood was primarily for middle-class families, mostly married couples. But being a bachelor wasn’t too bad. I wasn’t known for making friends easily. So I decided to stay in this rental for a year, hoping things would work out. Ah, family problems.

The move was disappointing, both for me and my heavy bags. Kiran, my brother, dropped me off in the area, and we said our goodbyes. As I walked slowly toward a three-floor building, I couldn’t help but feel the curious eyes of the residents on me. It was quite an uncomfortable experience, to say the least.

Finally, I reached room number 102. I retrieved the key from a shoebox and stepped inside. The place was clean, in Bangalore style, and I instantly felt at ease. Since the space was empty, I had to purchase a bed for myself to sleep on the floor. After setting up my new space, I noticed it was already 2 pm and was hunger struck.

Then I ventured out to explore the nearby streets. A bustling street caught my attention, and I realized I had to rely on outside food now that I wouldn’t be getting my sister-in-law’s home-cooked meals. Then I chose the nearest eatery and ordered noodles. Little did I know that my day was about to take an unexpected turn.

A stunning woman in a vibrant red saree entered the restaurant, leaving a trail of mesmerized onlookers in her wake. She was fair, gorgeous, and draped in the saree. But her ample bosom couldn’t be contained by her blouse. Every man, young and old, couldn’t help but steal glances, and in my new neighborhood, there weren’t many young folks around.

I had to swallow my amazement, and I discreetly followed her. She was polite and collected her groceries without any fuss, all while the shopkeepers enjoyed the view. Her decency and grace melted my heart, and I went back to minding my own business.

After some time, I returned to my apartment, only to realize I had missed two calls from my parents inquiring about the room. Thanks to the noisy crowd outside. Then I stepped onto the balcony to call them, but it wasn’t well-maintained.

As I spoke on the phone, I noticed something exciting – the lady in the red saree was my neighbor! She had come out to retrieve her clothes, and to my delight, she lived right next door. My conversation with my parents suffered as I became entranced by her presence.

I couldn’t believe my luck. She was my next-door neighbor! It was a pleasant surprise to find some attractive people in this otherwise dreary environment, and this particular lady in red was quite captivating.

The days passed, and Independence day arrived. Everyone in our small colony gathered, and it was clear that most were middle-class workers. Then I spotted a couple of girls around my age. Also, I spotted some older men with protruding bellies and chatty aunties. My eyes, however, were fixated on the lady next door, and it wasn’t hard to find her.

She looked stunning, glowing in the morning sun with a beaming smile. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her until the applause for the flag hoisting brought me back to reality. Sweet distribution followed, organized by the guy next door, whose name I learned was Rudresh. He was a kind man, always wearing a warm smile. Then he handed me a sweet, and I thanked him. He noticed me and struck up a conversation in Kannada.

Rudresh: You live next door, right?

Sam: Yes sir, in 102.

Rudresh: I am Rudresh, been here for the past three years.

Sam: I am Sam, nice to meet you.

He called his charming wife to join the conversation, introducing her as well.

Rudresh: This is Ragini, my wife.

Sam: Namaste, Bhabhi.

She maintained her smile, and I wanted to gaze at her. But that would have been a breach of trust, so I resisted.

Rudresh: You should come over to our place sometime. My wife is a great cook.

Sam: Yeah sure, thanks.

I noticed a slight dip in her smile as he uttered those words. It was easy to understand why she reacted that way, and it wasn’t pleasing to see her being taken for granted.

Anyway, I went back to the room to get my football boots ready as I had drills to take care of. Football practice finished, and for the next couple of days, my mind was preoccupied with a lot of things: studies, football, the image of the captivating new girl I had seen in college, etc. But amidst the thoughts of all these, Ragini Bhabhi remained a lingering presence in my thoughts.

A lazy Sunday afternoon arrived, and as I returned to my apartment from an early morning run, I noticed Rudresh engaged in an animated conversation with someone outside the building. My curiosity got the better of me. I couldn’t resist eavesdropping on their discussion from a discreet distance.

A lot of stuff was about the money the person in 101 owed. Fun turned into threats and just when their conversation seemed to be reaching a peak, my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of Ragini stepping outside her house. The warm sunlight accentuated her beauty, casting a soft glow around her. She looked even more enchanting than I had imagined.

She appeared by the balcony of her house, engrossed in hanging clothes to dry. The gentle breeze played with the loose strands of her hair. Her flawless figure was accentuated by the graceful way she moved. Mesmerized by the sight of her, I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I discreetly leaned against my door wall.

Ragini delicately hung each garment. Her movements exuded a magnetic charm that captivated my gaze. I couldn’t help but notice the deep curves of her waist, accentuated by the pleats of her saree. My heart raced with anticipation, hoping for a chance to catch a glimpse of her navel.

It was surprising for me, as Ragini’s actions outside hinted at a different side of her, one that seemed more conservative and reserved. The way she carried herself in public, covered up and dignified, did not indicate the easy-dressing woman, and the loosely tied saree was too much for me to handle.

As Ragini moved with unhurried grace, the pallu of her saree adorned with delicate embellishments, cascaded over her shoulders, revealing a hint of bare midriff, but not enough.

My breath caught in my throat as my eyes fixated on the sliver of exposed skin. It was as though time stood still, and in that moment, my desire to see more intensified. Unable to resist the allure, I discreetly moved closer, careful not to draw attention. I was hoping to witness her beauty in all its glory.

Ragini continued with her chore, completely unaware of my presence. A subtle, whisper-soft breeze seemed to lift the edge, revealing delicate hints of her navel, perfectly sculpted and beautifully captivating.

Minutes passed like hours, each second increasing the building tension within me. And then, just as luck would have it, a gust of wind picked up. It caused the drape of Ragini’s saree to shift slightly, revealing a tantalizing hint of her bare midriff.

As she leaned over to retrieve more clothes, the saree pulled back further, offering a brief, mesmerizing glimpse of her navel. It was an enchanting sight, a delicate indentation in her flawless skin that held an irresistible appeal.

I stood there, spellbound by the intoxicating sensuality of the moment, wanting to etch this image into my memory forever. However, the fear of being caught took hold, and as much as I yearned to continue watching, I reluctantly tore myself away.

My heartbeat echoed in my ears as I retreated to my room, the image of Ragini’s alluring navel etched vividly in my mind. It was tough for my brother down there as he was hard, and my fetish was too much for him. Given that I hadn’t fapped at all with the football tourney hanging around, things were hard. Little did I know that this encounter was just the beginning of a series of enticing and captivating moments that were about to unfold in my new neighborhood.