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The next morning, I woke up feeling rejuvenated and content. I lay in bed for a few minutes, reflecting on the previous night. My mind drifted back to the events of the previous night with my muscular brother, filling me with pleasure.

I got up and took a shower, still feeling tingling throughout my body. Afterwards, I walked to his room and found my brother peacefully sleeping. Quietly, I climbed into the bed and snuggled up close.

I felt comfort and warmth. We stayed like that for a few minutes, cherishing the intimacy and tenderness of the moment. It felt like a connection between us that moment as I traced my fingers along his unaroused manhood.

As I caressed his manhood skin with my hand, I gradually sensed his dick respond, and he was waking up. As he slowly opened his eyes to look at me, I smiled back. “What? You thought I was asleep?” he joked.

He then wrapped his arms around me, greeting me with a warm “Good morning, little sister.” As we embraced, I felt his breath on my neck and cheeks and his body pressed against my soft curves.

His hands explored my waist and then cupped my soft boobs, igniting a growing desire within me. I could sense his arousal as his body responded to mine. At that moment, my arousal intensified, and I yearned for more of him.

Suddenly, my mom’s voice interrupted us from across the room, racing my heart. My face flushed with embarrassment as I quickly moved away and adjusted my clothes. We got up quickly, and I returned to my bedroom.

Trying to act nonchalant, I pretended I had just come out of the bathroom when I saw my mom. I smiled nervously, hoping she hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary.

After that incident, we both agreed to be more cautious in the future. We reserved our moments of romance for nighttime when everyone else was asleep.

I knew my brother would come at night to finish what we had started in the morning. Unable to contain my excitement, I indulged in some self-indulgence in the bathroom and experienced a quick climax while thinking about my brother.

Later, I groomed myself by waxing my legs and pussy, ensuring my intimate area was smooth. After getting ready, I wore a seductive nightdress without undergarments. I applied cherry-flavored lip gloss to enhance my appearance.

Excitement filled me as I lay on my bed, eagerly awaiting my brother’s arrival. Soon, I heard his footsteps approaching from the bathroom corridor. I stood up and patiently waited for him to enter my room.

To maintain secrecy, I turned off the lights, ensuring that nobody in the house would suspect his presence in my room. He walked into my bedroom, and in the dim light, our eyes locked. I felt nervous about initiating anything.

He leaned closer and gently planted a kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and responded with a kiss of my own. Finally, I gathered the courage to break the silence and asked him, “Why did it take you so long?”

He grinned and replied, “I wanted to be certain that I was worth the anticipation.” As he spoke, his hands shifted from my waist to my ample bosom, caring gently. A tingling sensation ran through my nipples as his fingers explored my curves.

He complimented, “Your breasts are absolutely stunning. They’re incredibly soft and flawless.” With a swift motion, I took off my top and guided his face towards my chest, feeling his warm breath against my skin. I removed his shirt and sat on his lap. I felt his manhood harden beneath me.

My hands moved up to his hair, gently holding it as I guided him down to my breasts. I closed my eyes and moaned as his lips found my nipples. His strong, muscular arms wrapped around me as he pulled me closer to him.

His tongue moved languidly around my sensitive nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I felt his manhood grow even harder as his hands explored my body. I knew I had made the right decision in choosing my brother as my lover.

I was lying on the bed, my legs spread open, and he stared at me with hunger in his eyes. His hands slowly moved up my thighs, and he pulled down my pyjamas, exposing my naked body to him. His lips travelled lower, planting kisses on my stomach before settling between my legs.

He noticed how smooth I was and asked if I had waxed for him. I blushed and admitted that I had prepared myself for this special night.

He opened my clitoris with his fingers and tongue. His tongue lightly caressed the pink flesh. “You’re amazing at this,” I whispered to him. “Go deeper, please,” I begged, my excitement building with each stroke of his tongue.

He removed his shorts, and his dick was already rock hard with visible veins throbbing. His cock was 7″ long and 4″ thick, and even though I felt scared, I craved him inside me. He got closer and lined up his cock at my entrance.

He crawled on top of me, pressing his body against mine and kissed me passionately. I said, “It’s too big for me. It won’t fit.” He chuckled and whispered, “Trust me, I’ll make it fit.”

He slowly inserted his thick head, rubbing my virgin clit while pushing me in. I let out a loud moan and said, “It’s too big for me!” He chuckled and said, “Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure you’ll get used to it!”

I shot him a look and said, “Yeah, I’m sure. Just don’t give me too much too soon, OK?” He kept his head on the entrance and kissed me gently on the lips while he kept pushing. He then paused and asked, “Is this OK?” I nodded and said, “Yes, just go slow.”

I felt a sharp pain, and my pussy tore apart. I couldn’t help but cry as tears streamed down my face. He quickly stopped and asked if I was alright, but I couldn’t answer him. All I could feel was immense pain radiating through my body.

I felt my brother pushing further and further inside me until he was fully inside the deepest part of my pussy. It was too much for me to handle, and I cried in pain. “I’m your little sister, not some slut, so fucking slow down!” I screamed in pain, tears still streaming down my face.

But then I enjoyed it. I felt my brother’s thrusts becoming more powerful as I became aroused. I started to moan and sigh with pleasure, and before I knew it, I was screaming in ecstasy as I reached my climax.

He continued to thrust into me, harder and harder, until I could feel him erupt inside me. His cum was hot, and I could feel every drop as it filled me up. It was an incredible feeling. I couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction as I lay there afterwards.

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

So I continued kissing Amit. In a flash, I unhooked my bra and threw it away. Now, one more time, I was stark naked in front of my son and, this time, having sex with his dad. Amit, too, held my boobs tightly and started squeezing them. I was rubbing my pussy on Amit’s cock over the underwear.

It was dripping wet now. I pulled down Amit’s underwear, and his cock sprang from it. But when I glanced at Ashmit, he was sitting on a chair. The mobile was placed on a table nearby. His shorts and underwear were lying near his ankle on the floor, and his big thick dick was out in the open.

It was much bigger and thicker than that of Amit, and he was stroking it freely. He noticed that I was looking at him. But that didn’t deter him, and he continued to stroke his dick. Looking right into his eyes, I slid down towards Amit’s knees. Now Amit’s fully erect cock was open in the air.

Keeping eye contact with Ashmit, I slowly put that dick into my mouth. Ashmit was jerking faster now. I continued to suck his cock. In between, I was looking at Ashmit, and he was still jerking. After 5-6 minutes of sucking, from Amit’s body movement, it was evident that he was about to cum.

So I held his balls tight and started to stroke his dick while sucking the tip of the dick. In barely 1-2 minutes, Amit screamed, “Fuck!” and he released a huge cumload into my mouth. After he was done with his discharge, I looked back at Ashmit again.

To my surprise, he was still jerking. His big cock was as hard as an iron rod. Like those pornstars, I pulled my tongue covered with Amit’s cum out and ate all the cum. While a little cum spilt from my mouth. I wiped it with my finger and sucked that finger, too.

I then again opened my mouth to show all the cum was eaten. I knew Amit’s stamina. So I knew he wasn’t done yet. His cock, too, was still stiff. I got up and sat on his dick, guiding his dick right into my pussy. I started riding Amit’s cock in a reverse cowboy position.

Actually, I am not a big fan of that position. But I chose that one because it helped me to keep eye contact with Ashmit. I was riding Amit’s cock wildly and moaning quite freely now. I was blabbering in a filthy language as well. After 7-8 minutes of riding Amit’s cock, my legs started to feel weak.

I was feeling exhausted. Surprisingly, Ashmit’s cock was still rock hard, and he was still striking it. Just around that time, from his body language, I felt he was about to cum. I desperately wanted to have his cock in my mouth. So, finally, I gave up waiting for him to take the initiative.

I gestured to him to come to me with my middle finger. He finally got up from the chair and threw away his tee. Now, all three were stark naked in the room. He slowly started to walk towards me. He was still jerking simultaneously as he was walking towards me.

He climbed up the bed and stood near me. I tried to bend forward to take his dick into my mouth, but he moved a step backwards.

Me: Come on, Amit, screw me hard, you sonofabitch. Fuck me harder.

Now rather than me moving up and down, Amit was moving his waist and fucking me while I was trying to get hold of Ashmit’s dick. Ashmit again came a step forward. This time, I deliberately didn’t try to get hold of his cock. But he came even closer and released a big cumload on my face.

One big spring, followed by two-three smaller springs, and my entire face was covered with his cum. Ashmit has again moved back. Though his cock, too, was still pretty hard. He just picked up his clothes and left the room. After that, I cleaned my face with a towel.

Amit continued to screw me in different positions for the next half an hour. He released one more cumshot into my pussy and retired to the bed. I was also physically exhausted. But the scene of Ashmit stroking his massive cock in front of me was still lingering in my mind.

Amit: You were on fire today. You wanted Ashmit to fuck you or at least let you suck his cock, right?

Amit had caught me. But somehow, I didn’t dare to accept it. So, I preferred to keep mum.

Amit: Come on, admit it, and don’t worry. I won’t get angry with you for that. I finally gathered some courage.

Me: Yes, you are right. His massive cock,.

Amit: I can understand. But don’t behave like a slut with him when I won’t be around tomorrow morning. Take it slow and as per his wishes. Don’t make him think of his sweet loving Mom as a nymphomaniac slut.

Amit had a valid point. For a long time, I was thinking about what had happened after dinner yesterday. It made me wet again. But Amit was fast asleep and snoring. I walked naked to Ashmit’s room and opened the door. He, too, was asleep. So, disappointed, I went back to bed and slept naked.

The next morning, my alarm rang at 5 a.m., as usual. For a second, I felt all that happened last night was a big dream. But then, I found myself completely naked and realised it wasn’t a dream. But I decided to stay naked and went to the washroom.

After that, I headed straight to the kitchen and started preparing tea. I was lost in my thoughts. I couldn’t believe my slutty behaviour last night. Just then, a man completely naked hugged me from behind. I was a little startled and turned around to see who the person was.

As I turned my head towards him, Amit quickly pressed his lips against mine. Honestly, I was a little disappointed to see Amit. Somewhere back of my mind, I wished it was Ashmit. I guess Amit, too, noticed that.

Amit: So sad, na, the same old guy.

He winked with a wicked smile on his face. But before I could say anything, he started to kiss me again. Without wasting any further time, he bent me forward towards the kitchen platform. He put his dick inside my pussy and started to fuck me.

Me: Mr. Amit Joshi, if you waste my time in this way, you will have to go to the office without the tiffin.

Amit: No problems. I’ll eat something in the canteen today. But I won’t waste the opportunity of screwing you in the kitchen. I want to enjoy and encash every moment of your slutty mood.

Me: And why do you think that I am in a slutty mood today?

Amit: Because you didn’t bother to wear clothes before coming out of our room today.

Me: That’s because my husband ordered me to stay naked till the maid arrives in the morning.

Amit: Oh, I didn’t know, you are such an obedient submissive bitch.

And he spanked really hard on my ass. “Aah,” I moaned. That followed a few more spanks. Generally, I never liked the pain caused by spanking. So Amit never spanked me. But today, I loved it. Amit stopped spanking and focussed back on fucking me.

After almost 15 minutes of fucking in a standing position, my legs started to pain. So I stopped Amit and lay down on the kitchen floor, and Amit gleefully mounted me. After another 7-8 minutes of missionary fuck, he finally cummed inside my pussy. I cleaned up myself and finally finished tea-making.

While I was still naked, Amit wore his shorts. Then Amit got ready for his office and left at his usual time of 7.30. As soon as he left, I peeped again into Ashmit’s room. He was still sleeping. As our maid servant used to come at around 8-8.30, I wanted him to see me roaming naked in the house.

I wanted to wake him up. But then I remembered Amit’s words to go slow. So I decided to wait for him to wake up. But as usual, he woke up after the maid came, and he found me properly dressed up as usual. But he didn’t seem to be as usual since morning.

I could feel that he was trying to avoid any eye contact with me. Rather than having his morning tea at leisure along with the newspaper, he hurriedly finished the tea and went back to his room.

Was he annoyed for being so sleazy in front of him yesterday? I needed to know what was wrong with him. So I went to his room.

Ashmit: Yes, Mom.

Me: Is everything alright, beta?

Ashmit (without looking at me): Yes, Mom.

Me: Look into my eyes and tell me.

Ashmit turned around me, but still, he was avoiding eye contact. He was looking at the floor.

Ashmit: Actually, Mom, I am quite ashamed of what I did yesterday. I am feeling very guilty about that. I guess he was talking about covering my face with his cum. But I was not sure. But to make things a little easier and more friendly, I held his face near his cheeks and moved it upwards towards me.

Me: I am not getting what you are talking about. I am not at all interested in knowing what you are talking about. I think you didn’t do anything for which you should be ashamed or guilty.

I pulled his face towards me, in face very close to my lips. When I was about to kiss him, he somehow freed himself and moved a step back. But before I could say anything, I saw our maid near Ashmit’s room doing some cleaning. So, I ended the discussions.

Then Ashmit got ready and went to his friend. The maid had also completed her work and left. I knew Ashmit was upset about last night. I wanted to get him out of it. I got ready to welcome him with a deep-cut blouse showing a lot of cleavage covered by a thin transparent saree.

After some time, he came back with a tripod stand. He looked a little surprised to see me like that. I sat on the couch while Ashmit was standing next to me.

Me: So, should we start with the rehearsals? Or do you wish to say something before that?

Ashmit: Mom, I said I am sorry for what happened yesterday. What more can I say now?

Me: And I also told you that you haven’t done anything for which you should be sorry. Yes. I didn’t like that you covered my face with your cum. I would have loved it had you filled my mouth with your cum.

Ashmit looked absolutely shocked when I said that. I don’t know whether he was shocked to see me speaking about last night so openly or he was shocked at what I said. But I felt like teasing him a little more. So I continued to speak.

Me: In fact, if you wish, you can rectify yesterday’s mistake right now.

And I threw my saree pallu on the floor, exposing my deep cleavage. Ashmit looked more shocked now. So basically, he was not going to do anything with me right now. So, to make things a little lighter, I started to giggle, and it became an uncontrollable laugh.

While laughing, I collected my pallu and put it back on my shoulder. But it was clubbed together between the two boobs, still showing some good parts of my melons.

Me (trying to control my laugh): Relax, dear. I was pulling your leg, dear.

While saying this, I pulled him near me, holding his hand. As he was lost in his thoughts, he just fell on my lap. I put my hands on his shoulder and held him near his neck.

Me: On a serious note, I still don’t think you did anything wrong. Perhaps, I acted in a rather slutty manner. But to be honest with you, I can’t express how much I enjoyed getting naked and having sex in front of you. And seeing you wank your big tool made me even hornier.

Me: Yes, I would have loved had you deep-throated me rather than giving me a facial. But your suggestion to expose it has opened a whole new world to me. I care a fuck whether it is appropriate or not.

Ashmit looked much more comfortable and relaxed now. Still holding his head in my hands, I came close to his lips.

Me: Thank you, sweetheart.

I pressed my lips against his. Unlike the morning, he didn’t try to free himself and escape from the kiss. Instead, he, too, started kissing me passionately, just like last evening. After a couple of minutes of liplock, he broke the kiss, hugged me and whispered in my ears.

Ashmit: You know, Mom, I am feeling so relieved. I was so tense and upset over what happened last night. I know you peeped into my room sometime after I left your room.

Ashmit: I was literally petrified that you would scold me very badly for what I did. I still don’t know if what I did was proper or not, and that question won’t wither out easily. But for your happiness and pleasure, I can do anything and everything.

When he hugged me, his manly chest was pressing against my soft boobs. That gave me a strange tingling sensation. He has hugged me on countless occasions in the past. But never had such a sensation. I started to feel a little horny.

But I remembered Amit’s advice to go slow. So I controlled myself, and I broke the hug.

Me: So, should we rehearse now?

Ashmit: Yeah, sure, I think we should rehearse both scenes in the bedroom so that we don’t need to adjust the camera again and again.

Me: Okay, No problems.

We went to the bedroom. Ashmit fixed the camera on the tripod, and we started.
As per the scene, I first said the long dialogue. Then I started to kiss Ashmit, first on his lips and then all over his face. Then Ashmit was supposed to kiss me back.

But rather than stopping to kiss and let him kiss me back, I just continued kissing him, and while doing so, I threw my pallu on the floor. Ashmit struggled a bit and freed himself from my onslaught.

Ashmit: Wait, wait, wait, Mom, I guess you are missing out on the soft and sensuous feeling of the scene. Do it slowly and softly.

To prove his point, he showed me the recording of the same. I got his point. We did the scene again. This time, I showed some restraint and did very softly and slowly. As per the script, first, I kissed him. Then he kissed me. Then I threw the pallu, and now he was supposed to kiss my cleavage.

But he continued to kiss my cheeks and neck. I could sense some hesitance in his actions. So I slowly pushed his head downwards towards my cleavage. I saw him staring at my cleavage from a few centimetres. So I again pushed his head onto my cleavage.

He finally kissed my cleavage, and once again, I experienced an electric current throughout my body. But the very next moment, he again switched towards my neck. Realising his consciousness, I asked him to stop.

Me: Should we try again?

We started again. But again, this time, Ashmit got conscious when it came to kissing my cleavage and on the boobs over the blouse. We did try 2-3 times more. But now Ashmit was having some problems.

Ashmit: Mom, if you don’t mind, can we do it slightly differently?

Me (A little puzzled): Okay, So how do you intend to do that?

Ashmit: I’ll show you. You don’t throw your pallu. I’ll take it down.

Me: Okay.

So this time, we started directly with kissing. I kissed him on his lips, forehead, cheeks, and chin. Then he kissed me back on my lips. But then he turned me around with my back facing him. He slowly kissed me behind my right ear, then again behind the ear at a different spot, then on the right ear.

He gently bit my ear. Then he slowly removed my earring and kissed on earlobe. Again, he bit my right earlobe. He kissed me right in the middle of the ear. He opened his mouth and brought out his tongue a little, and licked on the ear canal as if he was licking my pussy.

He then licked the back of my ear. While his mouth was busy with my ear, I didn’t realise when he slid my pallu down. I realised it when he rolled his fingers over my belly and put his index finger into my navel. While he was tormenting my ears with his mouth, his hands roamed on my belly and navel.

Just then, he slowly moved towards my neck, lifted my hair and kissed my neck. He continued kissing downwards, and he started on the open back. It was just too terrible for me. My pussy was oozing with fluids, and my pussy was wet. He then just held me near my navel and hugged me tightly from behind.

His hard tool was now pricking on my ass. I was breathing heavily. My protruding globes were moving with every breath I took. I knew a few more minutes in this way. It will be impossible for me to control. I was lost in my thoughts.

Me (in my thoughts): Is he doing this deliberately to arouse me? Does he really think that this is the way of doing this scene? Even if, in that case, it doesn’t matter what he thinks. After all, I’ll have to perform as per the scene given to me and what if he is trying to arouse me so that I should take the initiative and indulge in hard sex?

Just when I was lost in my thoughts, he gently squeezed both my boobs from behind. A soft moan escaped from my mouth. My thoughts were broken, and I interrupted him. I turned around, facing him.

Me: I am sorry to interrupt you, beta. I know how you imagine this scene is too awesome and too erotic. But don’t you think we should rather stick to the script provided to me?

Before I could speak anything more, he put his lips onto mine and started kissing me. But this time, this didn’t seem to be a spontaneous one. Instead, he was doing as described in the script. He kissed my lips, cheeks, and ears and moved slowly towards my neck, then towards my cleavage.

He kissed my cleavage and boobs over the blouse. He also squeezed the boobs a few times in the process. Most importantly, he didn’t seem to be awkward or hesitant this time. Then he just got up and stopped recording.

Ashmit: Is that perfect, Mom? Let’s see.

And he connected the phone to his laptop, and we started to see the recording. Seeing all those again on the laptop screen made me even more horny. My panties were so drenching wet. I could feel the fluids overflowing from the panties and flowing down my inner thighs.

I could also see a huge bulge in his pants. From his reactions, Ashmit seemed to be happy with the scene.

Ashmit: Should we proceed to the next scene?

Honestly, I was petrified at this question, as in the next scene. I was supposed to undress myself and to him to our inners only. My panties were already soaking wet. I didn’t know what to do now.

Me: Wait a minute. Let me wear a panty before we proceed to the next scene.

I winked as if I wasn’t wearing any. I opened my cupboard, and the panties I found immediately were a small thong. I tried to search for something better. But I couldn’t find any. I was taking too much time.

Ashmit: C’mon, Mom, do it quick or even if you aren’t wearing anything, it doesn’t matter. I have seen everything.

Me: Shut up and wait!

I took the thong and went to the washroom. As expected, my panties were so wet, as if I peed in them. I removed them, cleaned myself, wore the small thong, and came back. We started the scene. As per the script, I first unbuttoned my blouse and took it off completely.

Then I moved closer to Ashmit and took off his tees. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. But as he was wearing tight pants, it didn’t fall off immediately. So I sat on my knees right in front of his crotch. I tried to pull it down with some force.

In that process, I accidentally pulled his underwear along with his pants down up to his thighs. His hard and erect cock freed from the cage and sprang out, and its tip touched my lips.

Hi friends, main hu Ankush. Main aapke saamne hazir hu apni TMKOCkahani ka agla part leke. Umeed hai ki aap sab ne pichla part padha hoga. Agar nahi padha, to abhi jaake padhiye. Tabhi aapko ye wala part samajh mein aayega.

Pichle part mein aap sab ne padha kaise Babita aur Daya ko shehar ke naye club mein free entry ke passes mil gaye. Fir un dono ne sexy dresses pehan li, aur waha pahunch gayi.

Waha jaake unhone vodka pee, aur ladkon ke sath dance karne lagi. Tabhi ek ladke ne Babita ko kiss kiya, to Babita ne usko dhakka maara, aur uski rolex ki ghadi ka front choor-choor ho gaya. Ab aage badhte hai.

Jo ladka gira tha, woh club ke maalik ka beta tha. Uska naam Vicky tha. Aur jo ladka Daya ke sath dance kar raha tha, woh Vicky ka cousin tha Rahul. Jaise hi Vicky gira, waha khade guards usko uthane aa gaye. Babita ne ek guard se poocha-

Babita: Ye sab guards isko kyun utha rahe hai?

To woh guard bola: Madam ye club inhi ke father ka hai.

Ye sun kar Babita ki thook sookh gayi. Usko laga kahi koi panga na pad jaye. Tabhi Vicky khada hua, aur bola-

Vicky: Ye kya kiya toon, randi? Ab dad meri jaan nikaal denge. Ye ghadi 10 lakh ki hai. Isko repair karane mein kam se kam 1 lakh ka kharcha aayega.

Babita ye sun kar hairan ho jati hai. Fir Vicky bolta hai-

Vicky: Ab tumhari wajah se ye tooti hai, to tum hi iski repair ka bill pay karogi.

Babita: Arre mere paas itne paise nahi hai.

Vicky: Woh tumhe dhakka maarne se pehle sochna chahiye tha.

Babita: Tumhe kisne kaha tha mere upar chadhne ko?

Vicky: Tum khud hi chipak-chipak kar dance kar rahi thi. Ab paise do aur jao yaha se.

Babita: Jab hai hi nahi to kaha se du?

Ab koi fainsla na hote dekh Vicky Babita aur Daya ko apne dad ke paas le jata hai. Vicky ke dad Balraj Verma jo club ke owner hai, apne cabin mein se sab dekh rahe the. Jaise hi woh sab unke cabin mein aaye, unki nazar Daya aur Babita par upar se neeche ghoomne lagi.

Isse pehle koi kuch bolta, woh bole: Ye paise tum dono (Daya aur Babita) ko chukane honge.

Ye sun kar Babita aur Daya ki gaand fatt jati hai. Tabhi Babita bolti hai-

Babita: Sir, isme aapke bete ki bhi galti hai. Aur hamare paas paise nahi hai.

Balraj: Nahi hai to ghar se leke aao. Nahi to main tumhare patiyon tak ye khabar bhijwa deta hu.

Ye sun kar dono darr jati hai. Woh sochti hai ki agar unke patiyon ko pata chal gaya ki woh dono club mein thi, to panga pad jayega. Fir Daya bolti hai-

Daya: Sir aap ghar tak baat ko kyun le jaa rahe ho. Yahi khatam karte hai na. Aap hame time do sochne ka. Hum kahi na kahi se paise arrange karke aapko de denge. Bas thoda waqt chahiye. Ab amount bhi to badi hai.

Balraj: Is club mein tum ye paise chutki baja ke kama sakti ho. Woh dekh rahi ho neeche stage pe?

Woh dono neeche dekhti hai. Waha stage par ladkiyan bikini pehan kar naach rahi hoti hai. Fir Balraj bolta hai-

Balraj: Waha jaake tum jitne chaahe utne paise kama sakti ho. Ab ya to tum paise kama ke dedo. Ya main tumhare ghar par aadmi bheju.

Un dono ke paas koi option nahi hoti, aur woh neeche chali jati hai. Tabhi stage anchor unke naam ki announcement karta hai. Fir woh dono stage par aa jati hai. Aane se pehle dono 2-2 glass vodka aur pee leti hai, taaki nashe mein unko sharam na aaye.

Agle 5-minute mein dono poori nashe mein doob jati hai, aur unko masti chadhne lagti hai. Udhar se song play hota hai, aur woh dono pole dance karne lagti hai. Neeche baithe saare mard hooting karne lagte hai. Babita ke sexy boobs dekh ke log pagal ho rahe hote hai.

Udhar Daya bhi apni gaand hila-hila kar dikha rahi hoti hai. Woh sab ke saamne jhuk kar apni panty dikha rahi hoti hai, jisse mard us par note uchaalne lagte hai. Apne upar noto ki baarish hoti dekh dono ko lagta hai ki ye to aasan kaam hai.

Woh dono aur besharam ho jati hai. Babita josh-josh mein apni onepiece dress utaar fenkti hai. Aur ab woh white bikini mein hoti hai. Usko aise dekh kar mard log pagal ho jaate hai.

Kuch mard to apna lund nikaal kar masalne lagte hai. Babita zabardast dance kar rahi hoti hai, aur song chal raha hota hai ” Pyar do pyar lo” wala.

Babita ki is garam-joshi ko dekh kar Daya bhi apni dress utaar deti hai. Ab uske mote-mote boobs aur moti gaand sirf bra aur panty mein dekh kar log uske deewane ho jaate hai. Mard 500-500 ke note us par uchaalne lagte hai.

Apne peeche itne mardon ko dekh kar woh dono pagal ho jati hai. Woh 2-2 glass vodka ke aur pee leti hai, aur randiyon ki tarah dance karne lagti hai. Fir Babita mardon ki excitement ko aur badhane ke liye stage ke neeche mardon ke beech aa jati hai.

Saare mard usko gher lete hai, aur usko touch karne lagte hai. Koi uski gaand par thappad maarne lagta hai, aur koi uske boobs daba deta hai. Woh bhi aage jhuk kar kabhi apne latakte boobs sab ko dikhati hai, aur kabhi gaand hila kar chootadon ka chhed dikhati hai.

Tabhi table par baitha ek aadmi 100-100 ke noto ki gaddi Babita ko dikhata hai, aur usko apni god mein aake baithne ka ishara karta hai. Babita jaldi se uske paas jati hai. Usne lund baahar nikala hota hai. Fir Babita jhat se uski god mein baith jati hai, aur panty ke andar se apni chut uske lund par ragadne lagti hai.

Udhar Daya bhi neeche aa jati hai. Woh dekhti hai, ki Babita ke peeche zyada mard the. Ye dekh kar usko jalan hoti hai, aur woh apni bra utaar kar fenk deti hai. Ab uske bade-bade doodh se bhare boobs sab ke saamne hote hai. Sab apni-apni jebo se note nikaal lete hai, aur us par waarne shuru kar dete hai.

Tabhi Daya kehti hai: Ek chuski ke 100 rupay.

Ye sun kar har mard apne hath mein 100 ka note leke rakhta hai. Waha mardon ki line lag jati hai uske boob ki chuski lene ke liye. Fir woh ek-ek karke har mard ko apna boob chuswati hai, aur unse 100 ka note leti jati hai. Ab zyada mard Daya ki taraf hote hai.

Babita jab ye dekhti hai, to usko jalan hone lagti hai. Fir woh josh mein aake apni panty utaar deti hai, aur sab ko awaaz lagati hai-

Babita: Arre oh hawas ke pujariyon. Ye dekho meri khoobsurat chut. Tum jaise kutte isko chaatne ke liye taraste hai, aur apna sab kuch de dete hai. Lekin abhi ke liye isko choomne ke sirf 200 rupay.

Bas fir kya tha. Saare kutte Babita ke saamne apne ghutno ke bal baith jaate hai. Babita ek-ek karke un sab ke paas jati hai, aur har ke muh par baari-baari se apni chut lagati hai.

Aab kutte bade swaad se uski chut choosne lagte hai. Uski chut poori tarah geeli thi, aur usme se paani nadi ki tarah beh raha tha.

Aisa karte hue un dono ke paas kaafi paise ikatthe ho jaate hai. Tabhi club band karne ka time ho jata hai, aur guards sab ko jaane ke liye kehte hai. Fir sab chale jaate hai, aur bina bra ki Daya, aur bina panty ke Babita wahi khade reh jate hai.

Iske aage kya hota hai, woh aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Is kahani ka maza aaya ho, to isko like aur comment zaroor kare.

Hello all, this is Danish again with the next part of the story. Thank you all for the overwhelming response to the earlier part of the story. Please read the first two parts before reading this one to know the background.

I dressed myself in a dark brown Satyapaul chiffon saree with a sleeveless blouse with thin straps. My cleavage, back and arms were visible. I saw myself in the mirror and felt very sexy and desirable.

During the reception party, we maintained a distance and were only chatting formally. But Bunny complimented me that I was looking really hot and sexy and he was feeling like fucking me right there and then. It was a nice party with everyone enjoying themselves.

Both the families and relatives had their dinner together. After the dinner when people were leaving, Bunny came and whispered in my ear to not change my dress and that after I reached the room, he told me he wanted to fuck me in with that saree on. His comments made me wet instantly and all those images of him taking me in that saree started coming to my mind!

After saying goodbye to everyone, I went to my room and as expected, Bunny was already there waiting for me. The connecting door between my room and his was also open. Bunny was already in the bathing robe and was not wearing anything underneath. As I was locking the door, he came close to me, hugged me from behind, and started kissing my neck. I was already in the mood and was quite wet down there.

He removed the safety pins from my saree and started squeezing my boobs. He was kissing my naked back and at the same time, his hands were on my boobs pressing them hard. While kissing me, he then took out a black piece of satin cloth, wrapped it around my eyes, and made me blindfolded. He whispered in my ear and told me not to remove it.

Then he turned me around and kissed me on the lips. We started smooching and his hands were mauling my boobs like anything. Simultaneously, he removed my saree.

He then dragged me near the bed and we again started kissing. Then he pushed my blouse straps and started kissing my neck, shoulder, and cleavage. The blouse was padded, so I was not wearing any bra underneath. He then took my blouse in between his teeth and started pulling it down exposing my right boob.

As soon as my nipple popped out of my blouse, he took it in his mouth and started sucking it madly. I was caressing his hair and he was sucking my right boob. His other hand then pushed the blouse from my other boob also and it also popped out. Bunny started pinching my one nipple with his hand and was sucking the other one. He then sucked the other one and kept shifting between the two.

Meanwhile, he also untied the knot of my petticoat and it fell on the ground. His hands were grabbing my ass now and his mouth sucking my boobs. I was totally enjoying the moment and the fact that I could not see it, but could not feel it. It was quite an experience for me.

I was now totally under his control and was moaning wildly and enjoying the suck. My pussy was leaking like anything. Swiftly, Bunny slid his hand inside it and pushed my panty down. His hand was now rubbing my wet pussy slowly which was making me more horny.

Bunny then came near my ear and told me that he had a surprise for me. He said, “Just relax and enjoy yourself, I have a surprise for you.”

After saying this, he again started sucking my left boob. Suddenly, I felt another mouth sticking to my other nipple and it also started sucking! It shocked me a bit but I was way too much into the act now and was unable to react or protest. In fact, this feeling of having both my boobs getting sucked at the same time was very unique and I was experiencing it for the first time.

My head wriggled and spun. I was already fucking a stranger whom I met just two days back and now another man was sucking my boob. And I was naked in front of them. I was sure getting fucked by these two tonight, I thought.

Then I held both their heads in my hands and started pulling them towards my boobs. One hand was touching my pussy and the other hand was squeezing my ass. In that state, my mind failed to identify who was doing what. I could only feel their hands and mouths on my body.

Then they started pushing me on the bed and made me lie down. As I lied down on the bed, the guy on the right side kissed me on the lips and we smooched while the guy on the left was still busy playing with my boobs. Both of them were either kissing me or sucking my boobs or kissing my neck and shoulder. But they were not touching my pussy now.

I wanted to feel their hands on my pussy. So I took their hands and pressed them against my pussy, indicating them to rub it. But they again removed their hand making me practically wriggle in bed.

I tried to pleasure myself with my hand. But they removed my hand also from my pussy and were not letting me touch it.

Suddenly, I felt another mouth on my wet, drenched pussy! I let out a loud moan like never before. The feeling was overwhelming. Two guys were sucking my boobs and kissing me all over and the third guy eating my pussy. He started to play with my clit in between and would lick it and then suck it. I was already so wet and horny and within no time, I cummed.

But these men did not stop, they kept doing what they were doing. I think two of the guys shifted places. Now the pussy guy came on my boob and the boob guy shifted to my pussy. I did not know who was doing what. My mind was so full of sexual tension and I was not able to even think about which one of them was Bunny. The best part was I was not even worried now as to who were the other two guys. I knew that I was about to be gangbanged by these horny men. But it did not bother me and I was rather excited about it.

The pussy guy now started inserting his fingers inside my pussy and also kept eating it. My orgasm started to build again. I had never experienced something like this before. It just took a few minutes and I exploded again. This was probably the longest orgasm I ever had in my life. I must have squirted like pee.

I was panting heavily after two back-to-back orgasms. Before I could gather myself, I felt the head of a dick on my pussy entrance and with one jerk, it slid inside without much effort. I could feel it rubbing the walls of my pussy which meant it must also be a big dick.

The guy started to fuck me and then I felt two dicks touching my face. I knew the assignment and started massaging them and sucking them one by one. Both the dicks were long and thick and I was totally enjoying the act. I was still lying down on my back on the bed.

After fucking me for some time, the guy fucking me indicated to me to turn around. He wanted to fuck me in doggy style. It was easier for me to please the other guys in that position. While one was fucking me, the other two guys were getting sucked by me. Both of them were playing with my boobs and pinching them and squeezing them.

It only took me a few minutes to reach orgasm again and this was my third time during the night. Of course, the guy needed more time to reach his, so he increased his pace. He was ramming me wildly and in a few minutes, he also came and shot his cum on my ass.

It was now the turn of the other two guys who took turns to fuck me one by one. Both were quite experienced and fucked me in different positions. I was exhausted but was totally enjoying the attention I was getting. They were kissing me, licking me, sucking my boobs and fucking me. I also kept sucking them off.

I would say that every female must experience a threesome or gangbang once in her lifetime. It was so intense and erotic, I cannot probably explain it in words. By the time one would finish fucking, the others it would be hard to fuck me again.

Now, one guy lied down on the bed and made me sit on his dick while I was sucking the other guy. He then pulled me to his chest and started kissing me. While he was doing that, I felt an oiled finger entering my ass. Even though I was not a very big fan of anal sex, I was not a virgin in my ass. Once in a while, I did permit my husband to fuck my ass, so I did have some experience of anal sex as well. I was least bothered at that time about who was fucking me and how and all. I was only concerned about was my pleasure.

After oiling my ass nicely, the guy inserted his dick in my ass. It was a bit painful as my ass was not used to getting fucked, but it adjusted to the dick in some time. It was again something I had not experienced ever. I was being double penetrated for the first time in my life.

Now both the guys started to fuck me hard and my mind was totally fogged by all the excitement that I was experiencing. The third guy pushed his dick inside my mouth and now all my holes were filled with dicks and I was being fucked like a whore! Since all the guys had good stamina, the fucking continued for a good amount of time.

It was the guy fucking my ass who cummed first. Then the guy whom I was sucking shifted to my ass and started fucking me. The guy fucking my pussy also came in sometime as I felt his dick shrinking inside me. But he continued to kiss me and hug me while the third guy was still fucking my ass.

I knew that they were fucking me without condoms, but I was too excited to be bothered about that.

The guy kept pumping me and cummed inside me. I had lost count of how many times I cummed that night.

After the action, I kept lying down on the bed exhausted and all the guys came and kissed me one by one.

Then Bunny asked me if I wanted to see and know the other two guys who fucked me or did I want it to be a secret. I was in doubt if I should see their faces or let it be as it might make me feel embarrassed.

Then I asked him: Do I know them?

He said: Yes, you know both of them.

Curiosity got the better of me and I told him that I wanted to see them. Then Bunny removed my blindfold and I saw the two guys who fucked me with Bunny. One was none other than my loving husband, who always wanted to turn his wife into a slut and was finally successful. And the other person was my friend’s Mama Ji, who I used to address as ‘Mamu’.

I saw and immediately covered my face and they all started laughing. Mamu said ‘Though I was initially not part of the plan, but when Bunny told me, I could not resist the offer.’ My husband wanted only someone who could be trusted and that’s how they decided to take Mamu on board.

I also came to know that it was my husband’s plan throughout and it was only he, who when saw Bunny ogling at me, decided to give it a try and make things interesting.

It was no doubt an unforgettable night for me and I still cherish the same.

***

I hope you guys enjoyed my journey.

Feedback is always welcome so please feel free to get in touch with me at [email protected]. Any ladies, girls, or couples interested in meet-ups or chats may contact me by e-mail.

Hello doston, to main apni story ka next part lekar aa gaya hu. Last ke 3 parts mein aap sab ne jo response aur suggestions diye, uske liye main aap sab ko thanks bolna chaahta hu. Aur sorry is part ko likhne mein thoda zyada time lag gaya. Der hone ki wajah bhi “rangeen” thi jo ki fir kabhi bataunga.

Aage badhne se pehle, main chaahta hu ki aap last ke parts padh le, aur agar yaad hai to situation ke baare mein sochna shuru kar dijiye.

To main apne kamre mein tha, aur jo rasleela dekh kar aaya tha, usko soch ke zor-zor se hila raha tha. Fir main dekhta hu ki aunty mere kamre mein aayi, jo ki sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Unko dekhte hi main seham gaya. Par aunty ne bahut ache se situation ko sambhala, aur mere sath mere bed per baith gayi.

Fir aunty ne apna hath mere face aur sir pe ghumaya, aur mujhe kaha-

Aunty: Ghabarao mat. Maine kuch nahi dekha. Aur jo tum kar rahe the, mujhe usse koi problem nahi aur main ye samajhti hu.

Sach kahu to, aunty ne mere sath koi naughty harkat nahi ki. Aur mujhe aisa lag raha tha, jaise wo mujhe pyar se samjha rahi ho. Par ye kya, gussa to mujhe hona chahiye tha, ki wo mere ghar par kya kuch nahi kar rahi thi. Aur is baar to aisa lag raha tha ki jaise main bhi “pighal” gaya. Doston us aurat ka jaadu hi kuch aisa tha, ki kisi ko bhi control kar leti thi.

Pata nahi kya hua aur maine usko hug kar liya. Waah kya feeling thi, aur main control nahi kar saka. Main uske boobs ko choomne lag gaya. Par aunty mein abhi aag kam thi, aur wo mujhe ek bachhe ki tarah sehlati rahi, aur idhar-udhar ki baatein karke mujhe relax karti rahi.

Jis tarah se wo mere sath behave kar rahi thi. Uske liye meri hawas bhi kam ho rahi thi, aur mujhe bahut relax feel ho raha tha. Yaha tak kahani padh ke koi bhi us situation ko mehsoos kar sakta hai.

Par doston kahani mein twist baaki hai, aur aunty ke sath meri is situation ke baad, aage kaise meri lottery lagi, wo bhi bataunga. Aur nayi stories bhi leke aaunga. Main theek usi tarah se bataunga, jaise ki aap sab ko pasand hai. Abhi ke liye isi kahani ko padhte rahe, aur aage dekhna kya hota hai.

Ek hi din mein itni baari hilane aur sharaab peene ke baad, mujhe kab neend aayi pata hi nahi laga. Fir subah uth ke apne phone pe dekhta hu ki meri mom ki 4-5 calls aayi hui thi. Main jaldi se papa ke room ki taraf gaya, to papa waha nahi the, aur aunty kitchen mein thi.

Pata chala ki papa shehar gaye the kisi zaroori kaam se. Kyunki mom ku calls aayi hui thi, to aaj aunty ka sexy figure dekhne ki jagah mujhe chinta thi ki kahi ghar pe koi scene na ho jaye. To maine aunty ko bataya-

Me: Mom ki bahut calls aayi hai. Mujhe lagta hai ki wo wapas aa rahi hai aaj.

(Ab “naughty” aunty bhi darri hui lag rahi thi.)

Aunty: Tum phone karo aur pooch lo. Mujhe chinta ho rahi hai. Agar “Didi” aa gayi to bahut bada issue ho jayega. Tum unko waha thode din aur rehne do.

Main yaha fir se pighal gaya, aur apne ghar ki situation ki tension bhi thi. Par dil hi dil mein papa aur khud ko relax dekh kar, aur aunty ki adaon se jo ghar ka mahaul tha, wo bhi acha lag raha tha. Mere readers ki tarah mujhe bhi aunty ke boobs dekhna, unke sundar hath pair dekhna, aur kis tarah se wo kisi ko bhi pighaal deti thi, ye sab dekh kar maza to bahut aa raha tha.

Aunty: Kya tum nahi chaahte main yaha thode din ruk jau? Apne papa ko dekho, wo kitne khush hai. Aur tumko bhi main note karti hu ki tum kya dekhte ho mujhme. Tum nahi chaahte ki kal raat jaisa pyar tumhe har roz mile?

Me: Par meri mom ki jagah nahi lene doonga kisi ko.

Aunty: Wo main karna bhi nahi chaahti, aur na hi aisa ho sakta hai.

Ab wo thodi emotional hone ka drama kar rahi thi, aur apni zindagi ke dukh sunane lagi. Ye karte hue usne meri jaanghon ke paas hath rakh diya. Fir waha pe hath ghumane lagi.

(Ab wo part, jo ki mere readers bahut pasand karte hai.)

Aaj aunty ne black suit pehna hua tha, aur gala to waise hi deep tha. Black suit ke andar, uske gore aur mote boobs kya hi gazab lag rahe the. Aur un boobs ke beech mein uska locket jo ki apni aur attract kar raha tha. Uske pink colors ke juicy lips to maano choosne ke liye hi bane ho. Uske hath jo ki kal se aur bhi zyada ache lag rahe the. Un par pink color ka nail paint tha.

Jis tarah se wo apne nakhun mere sir pe, to kabhi legs pe, to kabhi muh pe ghuma rahi thi. Main to waise hi pighalna shuru ho gaya tha. Abhi to uske sundar pairon ke darshan hone the. Aur wo to kya gazab lag rahe the.

Same usi tarah ka pink color, aur sath mein sundar si payal. Wo mujhe apni kahani sunati rahi, aur mera dhyan to uske pairon ki taraf se hatt hi nahi raha tha. Mera tent meri nikkar ke andar taiyaar tha, jo ki usne bhi dekh liya tha.

Ye to aunty ki adaayein thi ki wo “Sakht se sakht” aadmi ko bhi “pighaal” le. Wo sexy thi, aur apni age ke according bahut zyada maintained bhi. Aur wo ye jaanti thi. Doston, aap sab bhi is baat ko maanoge ke chodna to ek pal ka hota hai. Asli maza to adaayein dekh kar garam hone mein hota hai. Aur jab aisa hota hai, tab dimag bilkul relax hota hai. Aur jisne ye maza lena seekh liya. Wo khush!

To ab mere dimag mein usko chodne ka mission nahi tha, par uski adaon se har waqt charge rehna chaahta tha.

(Khair ab point pe aata hu. Main to doob hi gaya tha.)

Aunty: Tum samajh rahe ho na meri baat? Jo tum dekh rahe ho ye har roz dikhaungi, aur jaisa tum chahoge, theek waise hi. Tumhare papa ko bhi khush rakhugi aur tumhari mom ko bhi? Aur agar tum bhi kuch zyada khush hona chaaho, to wo bhi karungi (Ab naughty hone lag gayi thi).

Me: Main to aapko dekh ke aur apni family ki khushi mein khush hu. Kya aap meri help karoge new PG wali ladkiyan set karwane mein?

(Part 3 mein maine PG wali ladkiyon ke baare mein bataya hai.)

Aunty: Haa bilkul. Tumhare papa to mujhe batate rehte hai ki tumhari mom beemar bhi rehti hai aaj kal, aur kaafi dharmik bhi hai. Aur unse ghar ka kaam bhi nahi hota. To agar tum mera sath do, to mom ko thode din na aane do, aur jo tumhare ghar mein kiraye ke liye kamre khaali hai. Waha main apni family ke sath shift ho jati hu.

Me (sochte hue): To mera kya faida? PG wali ladkiyan bhi hath se jayengi.

Aunty: Pehle apni mom ko abhi ke liye to roko, aur agar aaj wo ruk jati hai, to aaj raat tumhare liye surprise.

Main apni mom ko phone karta hu, to pata chalta hai ki mom mujhse pooch rahi thi ki agar main aur papa theek the, to kya wo 1 maheene ke liye apni behan ke sath dharmik tour par chali jaye? Ye to baat hi ban gayi thi. Aunty ghar pe kirayedaar aur uncle to waise hi ab door ja chuke the. Matlab ab maze hi maze!

Ye sab sun ne ke baad Aunty khush thi, aur kehne lagi: Chalo ab tumhari setting karwate hai.

Aunty ne mujhe shehar jaane ko kaha, aur wo meri bike pe mujhe maze dete hue shehar le gayi. Raaste mein aunty ke mote boobs jab meri peeth ke sath touch ho rahe the, aur jab wo jaan ke unko ragad rahi thi, to bahut maza aa raha tha. Fir beech mein wo mere laude ko bhi sehla rahi thi. Matlab fulltoo maza bina chode hue. Aur yahi main chaahta tha.

Fir aunty mujhe apne parlour mein le gayi, jaha pe wo kaam karti thi. Waha ek ladki thi “Pinky” jisse aunty ne meri setting karwa di. Pinky 23 saal ki ladki thi, aur doston wo to aunty se bhi gazab maal thi, aur jawan bhi. Kyunki aunty ne usko kaam sikhaya tha, to aunty ne usko raat ko hamare ghar hi bula liya, aur parlour ke owner ko bol diya ke makeup karwana tha ghar pe. Der ho jayegi, to Pinky subah hi aayegi.

Ab sari setting ho chuki thi, aur fir aunty ghar chali gayi Papa ke sath (wo bhi shehar aaye the). Aur main raat ko Pinky ko ghar le aaya. Kyunki Papa ke saamne to sab ko normal hi show karna tha. To aunty ne papa ko bataya ki Pinky ko usne apne kisi kaam ke liye ghar bulaya tha. Aur waise bhi samjhane mein to aunty kalakaar hi thi.

Fir shaam ko main Pinky ko lekar jab ghar pahuncha, fir hamne khaana khaaya, aur ab time tha mere “khelne” ka, aur aunty ka “khel” to fir bahut dino tak chalta raha. Baad mein wo hamare ghar mein kiraye pe rehne bhi aa gayi.

To doston, is part ke sath ab main is series ko yahi pe khatam karta hu, ki kaise sakht aunty ne papa ko pighaal hi diya.

Abhi to sirf shuruaat hai. Abhi main aapke sath bahut saari stories share karne wala hu. Yaha tak jo apne padha, please apne comments dena aur batana ke aap next story kon si padhna chaahoge. Pinky ki kahani abhi baaki hai. Aur fir kaise aunty ki ladkiyon ke sath maine maze kiye, aur kaise aunty ne apna jalwa banaye rakha. Aur bhi bahut kuch.

Haa, ek baat batana bhool gaya. First three parts publish hone ke baad mujhe bahut si auntiyon aur ladkiyon ki emails bhi aayi hai, aur wo apni kahaniyan mujhe batana chaahti hai. Abhi jis din main ye kahani likh raha hu, ek aunty se to aaj hi mil ke aaya hu. To samajh gaye na aap, ke ab kya aane wala hai? Thanks!

Navratri is always fun to dress up and go out playing dandiya and garba. I love the season, the shopping for it, and the attention I get from boys during the festival events. This year, of course, I took the festivities up a notch or two.

Usually, I’ve mostly been busy during this season due to work. But as I’m away from family and staying alone in Pune for work, I wanted excitement. I had one roommate. We stayed in a 3.5 BHK apartment. The owner was a distant relative of mine, and I got the flat at a cheaper rate.

This also helped us during COVID-19. I was working from home, and we had office space without eating into our room space. For all those who know, COVID has destroyed any hopes of freedom or enjoying independence as we were all stuck at home.

So, for me and my friend, the lack of socialization was getting to us. Once things opened up, we did look forward to the festivities this year. The lack of boyfriends or hookups was also causing us to go crazy with the work pressure.

We even started watching porn together and doing mutual masturbation because we didn’t get enough fun. We never engaged in physical activity with each other. But we were comfortable being naked in front of each other while masturbating or doing other things.

We both had many times discussed getting boyfriends and swapping them for sex. But like everything else during lockdown, it all felt like a dream away. But this year, we decided to enjoy more and make up for lost time and youth.

I dressed in my customized lehenga and deep V-cut plunging front choli with backless threaded ties. The plunge made sure to accentuate my breasts. The cleavage showed a little bit of my chest. It was light peach and pink, with gold work in the lehenga with a plain choli.

I got it made by my new tailor, who I had to discuss at length the need to show skin. He obliged and enjoyed measuring my assets while I was in a bra. He finally did the fitting according to my needs. I paired the strap with a 4-inch white strap pencil heels and payal.

It’s difficult to play dandiya with heels. So I was also carrying sneakers just in case, along with a black pair of stilettos as backup. My roommate Sunaina and I both got ready to leave for the disco dandiya event near our place. We had bought the tickets.

We got into the Ola cab only to be ogled by the driver using his rearview mirror. Sunaina and I obliged with our cleavage and having a lewd conversation. We spoke of how dandiya play makes us sweat. Thankfully, we’re not wearing any undergarments except for panties. But our nipples might start showing later.

Sunaina reached out from between the seats to change the radio station. But she was actually making the driver feel her closer as we waited in traffic. We made sure he was having some fun as well. I asked the driver if he had accepted online payment or preferred cash.

He said anything would be fine, and we also asked if he wanted a tip. He asked if it was our wish. We were having fun teasing the driver, who definitely wanted to stop the car from shag at us. So, me and Sunaina asked him if he played dandiya before, and he replied sometimes.

Sunaina then replied, “Hamme bhi dandiya khelna pasand hai, chahe woh do dandia ho ya ek.” (We also love playing dandiya, whether it is with both dandiya sticks or even one.) I started giggling as the driver when red with realizing and almost fainted. We stopped at our destination and got out.

Sunaina bent into his car window, showing her cleavage as she asked him to show his QR code for payment. He was so hypnotized by them he was having difficulty looking down at his phone to show the QR code. She thanked him, and we left the dazed driver in his car as we walked to the venue.

Once we walked in, it was apparent that we were going to get a lot of attention. Older men, young men and even boys just started gawking at how good both of us looked. We went around the hall. This was a higher society type of event where there was a bar, and the place was well decorated.

The music was on point, and I think the ambience was good. The bouncers let us in, gesturing to go to the ladies’ line for checking. He was some 6 feet giant, almost 7 feet in his black suit. He continued pointing to go to the ladies’ screening area.

Sunaina and I got ourselves the dandiya from the counter and quickly went to the bar for a quick shot of vodka before we began. While we were ordering, many guys tried to also come to the bar to order. They were ogling at us. We kept ignoring most of them and went to play and joined a group of girls.

It wasn’t like we were the only ones dressed to show. But we did stand out among the women and young girls. As the group grew, we got men joining in and a few boys trying to play with us. In the hustle, I and Sunaina got separated. I was playing with a boy who was probably younger than me.

He kept flirting by saying stuff like, “I didn’t know angels played dandiya.” But I kept him engaged as I scoped for men. When I got bored, I went to the bar again and ordered a drink. One balding uncle came and was also ordering. He asked if he could buy me a drink, and I obliged his request.

He was in decent shape with a nice beard. He asked if I would like to join his group for the next round of dancing. The group mainly had 4 older men and 3 women in it, all young. It felt weird, but I joined in. As we went around dancing, the play became fun.

I swapped partners and enjoyed the spin of things as I was also high. I excused myself to go to the ladies washroom. I saw a huge queue, so I asked the staff, and they pointed out a second set of washrooms inside the building. I went to the elevator, but it was not coming anytime soon.

I really needed to use the loo. Hence, I decided to take the fire escape stairs up. I opened the door and unstrapped my heels to make walking up easier. I couldn’t be heard as I went up the levels to the first floor. As I exited, I looked around to see the washroom sign. In the corner, I saw the washroom.

As I made my way, I suddenly glanced into the lounge in the corner. Someone was kneeling in front of a guy giving the man a nice blowjob. This girl was none other than Sunaina. The man, rather boy, looked very young with his kurta-pajama down.

His hand was on her head and down her blouse. His head was back, and his eyes closed as Suniana sucked his soul out. I just took a quiet pic from my phone and went to the washroom without disturbing them. I was also getting turned on and wanted some fun. I decided to join them in the escapade.

I walked slowly back toward the lounge area. It was well hidden due to a wooden blind and no light. I could hear the low moaning of a man. I slowly walked over a said, “Looks like Sunaina is doing a great job.”

The guy was in a blue embroidered kurta. He opened his eyes and jerked in fear, seeing me. But Sunaina held his hand and, taking a breath, told him, “Chill, woh meri dost hai.” (Chill, she’s my friend). She then turned to me and said, “Sorry, main bolna bhul gayi yahan pe hu.” (Sorry, I forgot to inform you I was here.)

“No worries, waise ye kaun hai?”(No worries, by the way, who is this ?) I inquired. She continued holding this boy’s uncut love shaft. She looked at me and said, “He’s a new friend. We had a bet, and I lost, so I’m keeping my side of the deal.”

She then looked at him and then back at me and said, “Want to join?” I was standing cross-armed. I nodded and sat next to this guy on the couch while Sunaina was on the floor on the carpet. The guy was younger than us and cringed at the prospect of me also grabbing his cock.

I looked at him and said, “Kabhi do ladkiyo ne milke tumhara lund choosa hai?” (Have you ever had two women suck your cock?) He just shook his head with a shocked look. “Toh aaj tumhara lucky day hai.” (So today is your lucky day.) I said as I got closer to him.

I opened my blouse from the front to unfurl my breasts. He had a ‘deer in headlight’ expression seeing my C cups. Looking down to see Sunaina also with her breasts out, working her tongue on his cock. I said. “Pyase dikh rahe ho. Ao dudh pilti huin.” (You look thirsty. Let me give you milk.)

I raised my chest to his face level and pushed my breasts into his face. He latched on immediately like a hungry baby looking for his mother’s milk. His hands reached them as he sucked my breasts and squeezed them. I allowed him to play a few more seconds.

I then whacked his hand off and bent down to sit next to Sunaina on the floor. We both went to work on this boy’s hard desi cock. Even though we had never done a shared blowjob before, we were a pretty good team. I was working his cock with my mouth and tongue while she licked and suckled his balls.

Then we would switch with me sucking his calls like I was slurping candy while Sunaina licked his shaft. The boy couldn’t believe his luck. A few times, we both ended up running our lips and tongues down the sides of his cock. A few times, our tongues and lips touched, and we went with it.

I had her saliva in my mouth, and she had mine as we covered his cock with our mouth and licking. Sunaina had him in her mouth when he just caught her head and thrust his hips as he was about to cum. He was face fucking to reach his climax. I watched as she let go, and he erupted on her face and mouth.

She was covered in cum around her lower face, some on her hair and some in her mouth. The guy just went quiet, saying, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Sunaina was wiping some of it from her face. I put my finger to get some cum from her chin and tasted it.

“Good job, babes,” I chimed with a wink. “Go, you need to clean up and retouch your makeup. While this guy packs up.” I said. He was tired, but he wanted to talk and hang out more. I also told him to go to the toilet and clean up.

I took Sunaina to the ladies’ washroom and handed her the bag with our backup clothes, shoes and makeup.  I was like, “Bahut jaldi thi lund choosne ki, rukh nahi payi?”(You were in such a rush to suck cock, couldn’t you wait ?)

She winked and said, “Kya karu garmi bahut hai.” (What to do, I’m in heat.) She gargled with mouthwash and winked at me. I left the bathroom to find the boy standing there and realized we had a puppy problem. He came up all shy and wanted to talk.

But I raised my hands and said. “It was a one-time thing. Don’t get all friendly. Maybe we can talk on Snap, but for now, that’s all you’re going to get.” He smirked and asked if he could take a selfie with me and add us on Snapchat. We did, and I gave him our Snap ID.

We introduced ourselves. I realized he was just a 19-year-old college boy. Because of his height and boyish looks, Sunaina must have just gone with the flow. Sunaina joined us and continued talking. But I was not interested in him, so I excused myself and went down to the event floor.

He was very eager to take us out, but I just walked off and said, “Maybe some other time.” I reached the dance area and bar. Many heads started turning as I was alone, and it was usually the time when I got approached. I declined a few offers for drinks, reached the bar, and asked for a lime soda.

While I was waiting at the bar, someone approached me, offering to buy me a drink, like much of the evening. But I, without turning towards him, declined. I was looking for Sunaina to be back.

“Then how about some coke, and I don’t mean the soda?” he said in a more casual one. It made me turn to look at this individual with shock and interest. It was a man much older. He was around his late 30s to early 40s, bald with a greying beard.

He was big-built but had a slight paunch showing. He wore a nice pastel kurta with an ornate embroidered Nehru jacket. He was taller than me and was looking over me as I turned around in his direction. Looking at his mischievous smile, I paused.

I looked at him before making a decision based on a wet pussy. “How about some cock, and I don’t mean the chicken?” I had my best poker face on as I said that. I saw his jaw drop while a person behind him started coughing. He might have choked on his drink after hearing me say it.

The drinks and sexual pent-up energy may have just released my bitchy nature. When I think back, it was very embarrassing. After what felt like an eternity, he came to his senses. He choked out that he may have a fix for what I wanted. I also smiled and said, “Oh really?”

He introduced himself as Prakash. He was from out of town here for some business work. He also introduced his friend behind him, Ilyas, who was actually from our city. Considering Sunaina wasn’t there, I continued flirting. They both looked middle-aged and weren’t at all fit in any sense.

But the mix of drinks and a wet pussy made everything look fine for that moment. I continued flirting with both. It didn’t help that I had just sucked cock a while back and had not gotten any fun back. “So you guys have run away from your wives and are here peddling drugs to young girls?” I asked jokingly.

“Nothing like that. We came out to party after closing a recent deal in town. Well, you look really nice, so I approached. But yes, I am married and have a kid back in Bangalore, while Ilyas here is a divorcee,” said Prakash.

He was appreciative of my beauty and was fawning over my attire. I accentuated my breasts by bringing my arms closer to the sides of my chest. It pushed up my breasts and created deep cleavage, which had their stares fixed. After all, it was a night of Love and Beauty (Shringara).

Hi, I am Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my story, Stranger at the Wedding Reception.

Genuine Couples looking for fun like Swap/Group/Orgy/Cuckold/Lesbian can approach me.

I am a Bengalurean of 28 years of age, 6″ tall. Horny unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail [email protected] and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.

It’s the story of one of my readers, Ashwini. As I write this story, her age is 27, and this incident was about a few years back. It will narrated from Ashwini’s viewpoint. Please don’t ask for her contact details.

I (Ashwini) grew up in Bangalore. My home was in a standard, sophisticated residential neighborhood with well-settled families. From childhood, I played with only a few friends from my street and the streets around my home.

As I grew, during my teenage they became closest, and we were a strong group. To be precise, our group consisted of 5 people: three girls and two guys. Akash was the chubby guy and favourite to all.

Akash was funny, playful, talkative, and a big prankster. He was the scapegoat for all the teasings. As we grew through high school to college, Akash was the only one who knew all of my life’s secrets.

Akash and I had our regular fights and a lot of happy moments. I had my list of crushes as my life transitioned from high school to college. Akash was the only one to know all my crushes. During college, our core group meets diminished, except for Akash and myself.

Our houses were close, and I being in his room and he being in my room was normal. In my teenage, like all girls, I too was very pretty, with a fair share of lusty stares, group teases, social media stalking, messages from unknown guys, and love proposals.

Unfortunately, I never got any proposals from my crushes. Harsha came into my life during the second year of my graduation. He was my classmate’s elder brother. Like Harsha, even I had butterflies the first time I saw him at my friend’s home. It was love at first sight.

Harsha was crazy for me. He followed/stalked around me for months. I committed myself to Harsha. He made his way to my streets on my birthday, surprising me at midnight with a gift even before we started conversing.

I waited for Harsha to make his first move. Stupid took months to start talking and more than one year to propose to me. I did deny his first proposal to know and confirm how crazily he wanted me. But Harsha came onto me much stronger by continuing to please me.

Frankly, the main reason for liking him was his persistent pleasing and sprinting behind me like a dog. I entered love life with Harsha. I played with his emotions a lot, always testing. Making him wait for me, wait for my messages, get upset/angry for no reason, and make him do what he hates.

I wasn’t completely aware of my wild horny side. I was the one who pushed Harsha for our first intimate moments. I still remember that day in college like it was yesterday. I had no sleep the previous night, planning and simulating about the next day.

I wore my best dress, a maroon churidar. I wore brand-new white lingerie. I watched my tender, juicy lips in the mirror, imagining how Harsha would madly suck them raw and dry. After class hours, as planned, Harsha sneaked onto the terrace.

My friend stood guard as we faced each other alone. He was scared about the plan. He got convinced because he couldn’t say no to me. Like hungry animals, we jumped onto each other. Harsha’s erect warm dick could be felt pressed onto my thighs from his pant.

I wasn’t shy as I locked my lips with him. We both were shivering, breathing like hot blowers, and sweating. My shaved pussy was sticky wet drenched in my panty. His strong hands firmly clasped my hips.

I am dominating with my lips, hungrily sucking his lips and tongue with our noses somersaulting. Like a possessed devil, we kissed each other. My mind was begging Harsha to run his hands over my boobs, over my ass. Most importantly, I wanted his fingers on my hungry pussy.

In the corner of the terrace next to the water tank, our lips were busily eating each other wildly. My hands volunteered to run the length of his cock over the pants. I resisted my urge to unzip and grab hold of the huge erection. My nipples were hard, tearing out of my bra.

My mind is begging Harsha to undo me out of my dress, take me nude into his clutch, and touch every bit of me. Harsha stopped intermittently, leaving me frustratedly disappointed. He did not listen to my mind’s voice. His hands never touched my boob or my ass and never came close to my thighs.

Like a hungry kid provoked by starters before the main meal, I was left raw, wanting more. From that moment on the terrace, I was in heat, and my desires were raw. That was the moment I told my bestie about the first kiss. He laughed with no comments, with his eyes watching some reels.

I wasn’t shy in describing the intimate moments to my bestie Akash. I even asked for suggestions about Oyo. Akash suggested AirBnB instead of Oyo. Harsha was more worried about safety and was totally against the idea. He was too frightened.

I knew Harsha would obey me, but I didn’t push him for the Oyo idea. I didn’t want him to know my needy horny side. I had to control my urges with my wet fingers coming to the rescue.

Now, in my final year of graduation. My best friends Ritika and Rajatha’s stories made me eager to get fucked again. Hearing the first time experience from them, my small nipples hardened. My pussy leaked fluids.

I got warmed up. My breaths irregularly changed whenever I recollect their stories, imagining Harsha fuck me. It’s 2 years of our relationship. All along, except for kisses/hugs/squeezes, Harsha never seduced/requested to fuck me.

This is very sweet and admirable of him but too harsh on me. The heat in me to get fucked was maddening. I started having daydreams of getting fucked. Not only by my boyfriend Harsha but also by the handsome hunks of my class.

I would drift into fantasy, imagining these heavy-built hunks lifting me and pushing their thick nervy cock tearing into me. Losing control, I finally asked Harsha, “Shall we go to AirBnb?” I could read his expression saying No. But he didn’t want to sound girly and said, “We will.”

I excitedly rushed into my bestie’s home and told him of our plan to go to Airbnb for the first time. Akash’s jaw dropped in surprise, “Are you still a virgin? Harsha hasn’t opened you yet. You did ask me about Airbnb a year before?”

I blushed with frustration clouding inside, “No. Akash.” (I could not meet his eyes). Akash laughed and ignored me. As I stood at the bus stop, my nervous, shivering finger typed, “Buy condoms” and sent it to Harsha.

This was my first time. Rather than being scared, I was more excited, eager, and curious to get fucked. I had neatly shaved my pussy for Harsha before night. I waited on the main street few meters away from the Airbnb, waiting for Harsha’s message to walk in.

I wore a V-neck T-shirt and tight skinny jeans. Even with Bangalore’s cool weather, I was sweating badly. The moment the door behind me closed in the single-bedroom Airbnb. Harsha jumped over me, and his lips pressed and ate my lips.

I had to throw my bag, falling to the floor with our noses clashing as the wild kiss progressed. In no time, my pussy was drenched wet. He did fulfil my mind’s voice from the terrace. Harsha’s strong hands were running all over the curves of my body, pressing my boobs, navel, and ass over the dress.

From the moment his lips were sucking me, my hands continued to remain on his erect dick. We walked with our lips, continuing to stick with each other, stepping into the bedroom. Harsha broke the kiss for an instant to cover the window blinds, darkening the room.

Breathing and sweating, my shaky hands started unbuttoning the shirt of Harsha. My lips kissed all over his bony chest. Harsha moaned, “Ah, Ashwini.”I quickly undid his jeans button and pulled his underwear along with his jeans to the floor.

His dick was rock hard. I grabbed it with both of my hands. Harsha, moaning, grabbed my chin and continued to kiss me with his tongue entering my mouth. I waited for this moment for so long, and I want Harsha inside me quickly. I hurriedly undid my T-shirt and jeans.

We were on the bed with my bra and panty still stuck to me. I continued to hug and kiss. I want Harsha to undo my bra and tear my panty. My wait lasted much longer as he did not do both. I yielded by removing my bra and panty for him. I pushed his head into my boobs.

I want him to suck my boobs and nipples. Harsha kissed and sucked my boobs and nipples. I crave for his lips to remain longer on my nipples. I utter without control, “I want you to suck my boobs longer.” He obeys to suck my nipples longer.

But I didn’t feel fulfilled as I kept his head pushed onto my boobs. My other hand rubbing my wet pussy lips. His lips leave my nipples very early, leaving me angry. Angrily, I order him, “Fuck me now.” The room became silent. He tore open the condom, and with difficulty, he slid them over his hard dick.

I could see the precum oozing on his foreskin. I was rubbing my pussy with my long-nailed fingers. The Airbnb was a total disaster. He tried to push his thick hard cock inside me. But on one end, my pussy was much tighter. On the other end, his cock was not a rod to poke through me.

He cum before realising, and his erection left. We hugged and slept nude.

In the next part, how things took a turn between Ashwini and Akash from being a best friend. What created a change of intention in Akash?

Hello guys, I am Dhinakar back with the continuation of the kinky sex story with my mom. If you haven’t read part 1, please read it for a better understanding.

First of all, thank you all for the positive comments and emails for the first story. I was so happy to see all those emails and comments and will reply to them as soon as possible. My apologies for the delay! Let’s continue the story.

After my mom accepted my wish to fulfill her fantasy on her birthday, I was eagerly waiting for it. I ordered a red lingerie with matching underwears and red heels as her birthday present. I had the fear of how she would react to it.

That week went normal, I didn’t want to do anything stupid and spoil the special day. But in my heart, I knew that she was longing for love – both physically and mentally. All I wanted to do was to use the opportunity really well.

That one week was really long for me. Finally, my mom’s birthday came and I received the online order a couple of days before. I wrapped it in a gift wrapper. I also brought a cake for her. At night 12, I went to her room and woke her up and wished her. She was so happy. She thanked me and cut the cake. Then, with slight hesitation, I gave the gifts. She unwrapped them in excitement. But when she saw the lingerie and heels, she was shocked a bit and I could clearly see her face getting red.

Before she could say anything, with boldness I held her hands and said –

Me: Please don’t get angry mom, because you promised you will accept whatever the gift is.

She stared at me for a minute and said, “Okay, but only today, I will wear this and don’t expect anything more.”

I was happy inside hearing this, but I controlled myself.

Mom: Do you remember that you will let me dominate you?

Hearing this, I kneeled in front of her and said, “I am all yours, mistress.”

Mom: Let’s see if you can handle your mistress slave (and she giggled). Morning at 6 you make a strong tea for me and come to my room and wake me up, understood?

Me: Yes, mom.

Then she hugged me and said good night. She even kissed my cheeks. I set the alarm for 5:30 am. That whole night, I wasn’t able to sleep properly.

In the morning, I made tea for her and went to her room, woke her up, and gave her the tea I had prepared.

Mom: Are you ready to get started?

Me: Yes mom, I am ready and excited.

Mom: I don’t want any sexual play, All we will do is softcore femdom. If I feel bad, I will stop it immediately and after that, you should not compel me.

Me: Okay mom (but deep down, I knew she has been longing for sex).

Mom: Today you will be wearing only shorts. So, except for your shorts, remove all other clothes.

Then I removed my t-shirt and briefs. She came near to me and caressed my chest with her hand. It sent a shiver through my spine.

Mom: You wanted to see me in these special clothes, right? Then, you have to do something before that. Come to the bathroom once I say and till then, kneel down.

Me: Okay mom (and I kneeled in front of her).

She went to the bathroom and took like 15–20 minutes to do her bathroom duties and then she called me inside. I went inside and was shocked to see her. She was only in her white bra and petticoat. This was the first time I was seeing her in a bra. Even at this age, my mother’s melons were standing firm. She had the perfect navel. I instantly got an erection seeing her.

Mom: You wanted to see me in lingerie, right? But my underarms and legs are not shaved. I might not look good in the dress. So, your first task for the day is to properly shave my armpits and legs. Be careful, if I find any hair, then I will punish you.

She then handed me a shaving cream and a razor. First, I shaved her armpit, I was so attracted to my mom’s smell and badly wanted to sniff and lick her armpits. But I controlled myself not to spoil the moment. Then I moved toward her legs and damn! She had the beautiful toes and legs. She raised her petticoat till her hip. I could clearly see her panty as well.

Then I cleaned her legs and after that, she inspected if there was any hair over her legs and armpit. She couldn’t find any, so she said, “You have done a good job” and patted on my head. Then she asked to go out and wait in the living room.

After some time, she came wearing the red lingerie and red heels I brought for her. She was so stunning in it. I could see most of her private parts as the underwears were barely covering her assets.

Mom: How do I look, my dear?

Me: You are so stunning, mom. If I had a chance to marry you, without hesitation, I will do it.

Mom (laughingly): Okay okay, don’t overact.

Me: No mom, it’s true. You look so hot!

She blushed and giggled.

Mom: As a woman, we always want men to see how they do household chores. So I will give you a list of chores. You have to do all and if you fail, I will punish you and if you do well, you will be rewarded.

Me: Whatever my Queen orders, I will do it today!

Then she gave me a list of chores to do. While doing the chores, she was comfortably sitting on the sofa and enjoyed seeing me working. I did everything she asked perfectly but missed cleaning a spot. While she inspected, she told me all were good except this and in the evening, I will get a punishment for this. I was okay with that, but at the same time, I was scared about what she had in her mind as punishment as well.

Then she asked me to prepare lunch for us. She was sitting near to me in the kitchen and gave me instructions on how to cook. That was the first time I cooked in my life. Then we had lunch.

During the lunch, my mom asked me to sit down on the floor near her legs. She then put her one leg back on my shoulder while eating. I could really feel the spike of the heel poking my back. I really enjoyed the way she was treating me.

After the lunch, she went for an afternoon nap. She asked me to massage her feet till she fell asleep. After half an hour, she slept and I too fell asleep, falling on her legs.

Around seven in the evening, I felt something on my face and it was my mother’s lovely feet. She was playing on my face with her feet. When she saw me awake, she giggled and brought her toes near my mouth. She said, “You like my toes, right? You wanna lick it?” I nodded yes.

She then put her toes inside my mouth. I started licking and kissing it slowly. Meanwhile, she had her eyes closed and was enjoying the feel. For about 20 minutes, I was worshipping her beautiful legs.

Mom then got up from the bed and asked me if I was ready for the punishment. I hesitantly said yes. She asked me to be on my four like a dog. She then went and took a belt. She said, “I am going to stroke you 20 times on your bottom and you have to count it properly. If you miss it, I will start from the beginning. Okay?” I said yes.

Then she put one leg on my shoulder and started to whip me. It was painful but I felt horny and my dick was erect at the same time. She was so hard on me and didn’t show any mercy. I counted properly to avoid getting more strokes from her.

Then we ordered dinner and had it in the same way we had lunch. After that, we decided to watch a movie. It was a romantic movie. During the movie, my mom kept her head on my shoulder and grabbed my arms. It was a very special moment for me. I felt her like my gf. After the movie, she hugged me tightly and thanked me for making this day a memorable one. Before going to bed, she said there was one more surprise.

She took me to her bedroom and tied my hands, legs, and eyes. She warned me not to peak. She went outside for a couple of minutes and came back. She then put something around my mouth and ordered me to lick it. It was big and thick and felt like a cucumber. I was licking it for some time. She then removed it.

After a couple of minutes, I started hearing her moaning sound. I understood what she was doing. Soon, her moan started going deep and I was getting hornier by hearing her. I was helpless as she had me tied up. She was masturbating for half an hour and at the end, I heard a huge moan. I realized she had an orgasm. After that for the next 15 minutes, there was no sound of her. I was confused about what she was doing. Then I felt her. She untied me.

When I saw her face, I could see satisfaction. She was too hot and I could see sweat drops near her neck, armpits and in her navel. Then she gave the cucumber to me. She said it was a small gift from her to make her day a special one. I was a bit taken aback by her move and was still shocked, trying to understand what happened.

The cucumber was a bit sticky with her juices. She ordered me to eat it. I started eating it, it was a bit salty and slimy, but I enjoyed it. She then kissed me on the lips for the first time. It was like a 2-minute liplock. But I felt it so special. She then wished me good Night and went to sleep.

I was stunned that whole night thinking about all the things that happened that day. But in my heart, I knew things had changed and the upcoming days will be special for me. With this, I am ending this story. Please share your valuable thoughts and stay tuned for the next part. Cheers!

Hi, Kedar here from Pune. I am 23 years old and live in Mahabaleshwar for my work. I am in a sexual relationship with my boss. I am 5’3 in height, 59 kg weight.

His wife divorced him, so he fucks me every day, and I love it. I live with him instead of living somewhere else without my parents’ knowledge. We are more kind of couple than colleagues.

I am his bitch. There is no hole on my body which was not filled with his cum and piss. He even buys me all sorts of lingerie and sexy outfits and treats me as his wife only. I look like a woman when I fully cross-dress as I tuck my penis.

I live as a woman only inside our house. I always wear women’s panties under my trousers. I even started oestrogen-based HRT 1 and a half years ago. Now I have developed voluptuous melons and sexy round ass and curves on my belly area.

My lover and I even go out sometimes dressed as his wife. Nobody even notices that I am a male and not a girl. This incident happened about 1 year ago.

My parents live and work in Pune. I visit my parents once every two months or at festivals. One day, on a casual call, my dad told me his office hired a new boss. He is very selfish and arrogant. Dad is thinking of quitting his job due to work pressure and getting a new one.

At the festival of Dussehra, I visited my parents. By now, it was 6 months since I started taking oestrogen pills. So, by then, I developed nice curves on my body. I was already very fair, plus I am living in Mahabaleshwar cold weather made me even more fair.

My skin became a lot smoother, my boobs were now as big as a teenage girl. I had my hair long till the shoulder. My belly was curvy, and my ass was round, plus gotten bigger than the average male.

So, on Dusshera evening, we visited a few of my father’s friends to exchange wishes. I was wearing loose clothes so that no one would notice my curves.

At the house of one of his friends, Dad’s boss was also there. My dad had an upset look on his face but stayed in the flow.  He introduced me to his boss.

This guy is a typical South Indian. His name is Mayan. 6ft tall, absolutely bear body, had a big moustache, dusky to dark complexion. By seeing his arms, I could judge that he had a fairly hairy body and he was half bald. But his body was thick. His arms and thighs were really big. After some time, we left.

On the next day, I went to the mall for some shopping. I was still wearing loose clothes, and as usual, I was wearing my sexy lacy panty under my jeans. While roaming around, I saw a sexy, see-through lingerie set.

My boss and I were more like a couple. So we chatted and talked on WhatsApp often as if husband and wife. We share all sorts of stuff. When we are away, he tells me how much he misses me and is desperate to take me in his arms and kiss me and fuck me. We also share sexy nude pics of each other.

So, on that day, I secretly took pics of that lingerie set. I sent it to him, asking how it would look on me and with a wink emoji. Within no time, I got his reply that it was too sexy. He would love to see me in that. His cock is already hard by imagining. He sent me a pic of his rock-hard cock.

As it was a joint holiday, he was also staying home. So I planned that I would buy it. In the late evening, I went to the mall and bought the same lingerie set of my size. I went to the changing room to try it on. There was no security person there at that time.

So I saw one stall empty and got in. In the excitement of trying the sexy lingerie and sending pics to my lover, I forgot to lock the door. I got totally naked inside the stall. I clicked some nudes, holding the set in my hand and sent it to him. He replied with a video call on mute.

He signed that I should do some sexy stuff on call and try on the set. So I started showing my ass and boobs to him. I had my penis tucked in between the thighs. So, I started trying on the new lingerie. It was a purple see-through nighty, with a g-string panty and lacy nipple cover as a bra.

He went mad and started stroking his cock. So I also did actions of sucking it. After 2 or 3 minutes, I hung up the call as I wanted to look and admire myself. I told him that he was going to get me tomorrow anyway. Till then, he should save his cum. I wanted to drink the first cum shot after two days.

Now, I started admiring my looks. I started collecting pics of my boobs and ass in different poses wearing new lingerie. I was looking like a stunning sex goddess. And suddenly I got the shock of my life. The door got pushed, and Mayan was standing there looking at me.

I somehow got in the corner. With my hands crossed, I started trying to hide my boobs and private parts. Most importantly, I tried to hide what I was wearing. I thought he would make a scene now by shouting and would probably tell my parents. I was absolutely scared.

Almost 5 or 7 seconds went like this. Instead of making a scene, Mayan came in. He locked the door and started coming towards me. It was a small stall. He got to me in just two steps, and putting a finger on my lips, he signed to keep quiet.

I wasn’t in the condition to make any noise anyway. He slowly came close to me, removed my hand from my chest and man pussy. And smiled wickedly. I understood he was into me now. He looked at me from up and down. He mouthed and signalled with his thumb and index finger that I looked gorgeous.

He slowly got closer and softly put his lips on mine. We kissed. His moustache was amazing. I loved the way he was sucking my lower lip. So, I also responded. We deep kissed for like 2 to 3 minutes. He was pressing my soft boobs and ass by now.

He was getting more and more horny. His hard penis was pressing into my belly, as I was too shorter than him. Now, he broke the kiss and slowly turned me 180 degrees as he wanted to see my ass. I was wearing hardly a g string which ran through my ass crack, and other than that, my whole ass was visible.

As a bra, I was only wearing a lacy nipple cover. Due to that, my teen girl boobs were also looking hot and making a nice cleavage. He now turned my back towards him and started spanking my ass softly. I was loyal to my lover till now and never wanted another man in my life.

But at this point, I had no option but to obey whatever Mayan was doing to me.
So, in helplessness, I decided to enjoy whatever he was doing. He now parted my ass cheeks with his fingers. Even his fingers were hairy and thick. Now he slid his one hand’s middle finger in my ass crack.

He started searching for my asshole. And with the other hand, he was literally crushing my boobs underneath my armpits. Now he found my ass hole and started inserting his finger inside. It went in with only little resistance as my lover was fucking me every night.

He understood that I wasn’t a virgin. So he came close to my ear from behind and whispered, “You are too hot to handle bitch. Whoever fucks you is really lucky.” I don’t know why, but I felt it as a compliment and moaned a little.
Now he was playing with my boobs with one hand.

On the other hand, he slowly lowered his sweatpants. He wasn’t wearing any trousers as it was a casual day in the mall for him. So he lowered his sweatpants and underwear, fully exposing his cock to me. I could see everything in the mirror as I was in a changing stall.

He placed his hand under my belly and pulled me back closer to his dick and further from the wall. It was such a monstrous cock. It was easily 7 and a half inches long and 3 and a half inches thick. His balls were also huge and hairy.  He pulled my ass closer and slid my g-string down to my knees.

He bent me forward and inserted his entire finger in my asshole. My lover’s cock was also big but not as big and thick as Mayan. As he pushed his finger, I moaned a little quietly. It was 9.50 by now. The mall had started emptying as 10.15 was the closing time. There were few people left.

He judged my depth with his finger and removed it. Now he spit on my asshole 3 – 4 times. I understood his plan and pushed my ass further on his cock. He now put his cock tip on my hole. He gave a hard push, and in the first push itself, his 1/3 cock went in.

I was in pain but also pleasure. A tear rolled down my eyes, but I also moaned in a soft voice. But to my disappointment, he did not fuck me then and there. He pulled his cock out and turned me around again, and pushed my head closer to his cock.

I opened my lips and took his cock head in my mouth, and sucked it. But again, he pulled his cock out. Now he got me up, came closer and said in my ear, “Not here, my darling. I am going give you fuck you will never forget.” So he asked me to get dressed but keep wearing that lingerie inside my clothes.

I did what he asked. We came out of the mall in his car. He asked me to call my parents and tell them that I was with a friend and would be getting late. I did so. I also texted my lover that I was going out with my parents, and so not to call or message me for another 2 hours.

Now, Mayan started his car. We got about 20 km outside the city. Mayan stopped the car outside a local lodge and booked a room for us. He paid the amount in advance, which was hardly 1000 rs. We checked in the room. It was a decent room with AC, fridge, attached toilet with shower, TV and a bed.

As soon as we entered, Mayan bolted the door, lifted me in his arms and threw me on the bed. I was nothing compared to his power. I flew to the bed and fell on my stomach. Out of nowhere, Mayan also jumped in bed and came on top of me. He started dry fucking my ass with our clothes on.

He was so amazing that his cock got its full hardness in just 2 seconds. I was feeling a hot thick long cock in my asscrack. I was also responding by lifting my ass and moaning. He fucked me like that for about 5 minutes. He literally started attacking me after that.

He first stood up on the bed and lifted me, holding me under my armpits and turning me. He removed my T-shirt. Then, in no time, he removed my trousers. Now, I was only in my lacy bra and g-string. He also got out of his t-shirt and sweatpants. He was simply in his underwear now.

He turned me around and yelled at me, “You motherfucking bitch, I am going to fuck you tonight the way that you will never forget.” Saying this, he pulled his underwear down, and his cock suddenly flung out. He pushed me down, holding my shoulders and slapped my face a little hard.

He now held my jaw in his right hand and pressed hard so my mouth opened. As soon as he saw my mouth was open, in one push, he slid his entire cock in my mouth. I gagged, and his cock went deep into my throat, penetrating everything on its way.

I must admit that I was fucked many times before. I gave thousands of blowjobs to my lover, but this was totally different. For some reason, I was really enjoying this roughness. He kept his cock in my throat for 2 to 3 minutes. All this time, he was abusing me.

“You fucking bitch, you must have swallowed thousands of cocks till today. But this cock is going to take the life out of you. You are nothing else but a whore who deserves to be punished.” Then he started fucking my mouth in such a way that every time he pushed his cock in, I gagged.

This went on for like 10 minutes. During this time, he was brutally pressing and crushing my boobs. He was abusing and slapping me on the face, sometimes with his hand, sometimes with his cock. He was spitting all over me. His precum and my saliva were filling my mouth.

Some of it was dripping out on my face. I was trying to swallow it as much as possible. After fucking my mouth brutally for 10 minutes, he again got me up and pushed me off the bed. I fell on the floor. He also jumped out of bed. As I was sitting down, he again slapped me.

Saying, ” From now onwards, whenever you visit your parents, you are going to visit me first and pay your respect to my cock and fulfil your dues. Say yes, master.”

I was not new to BDSM. So, I replied, “Yes, master, I will obey all of your commands.” Saying this, I kissed his feet. He again yelled, “Your master wants to pee. So be a urinal to your master.” I used to get pissed over me a lot of times by my lover, but I never drank it.

I said, “Here, master, please treat me as your urinal,” and I opened my mouth. With his fully circumcised and erect cock he started peeing like Niagara Falls. It went all over my face, body and in my mouth. I collected as much of it in my mouth.

After he finished pissing, he ordered, “Drink bitch, this is your water.” I drank all of it. As soon as I finished drinking, he again tightly slapped me, saying, “You motherfucking whore, what about the water that is on the floor? Lick that and make the floor clean, you bitch.”

I already planned to obey this guy. So I did as he said. I licked the entire piss on the floor and gulped it down my throat. Now he pulled me near his cock, holding my long hair, “Be a good motherfucking slave and give masters cock the kiss.”

This was just the beginning of what turned out to be a night I can never forget. If you liked this, please let me know in the comments so I can share the rest of this experience.

Hello readers. Drawing inspiration from a very recent encounter in my society in Bengaluru, here is a psychopathic story for you all.

A little bit about myself. I am Mandar, a relentless and ruthless sociopath who loves to control the sexual scenarios in my life.

Blessed with an average body but prodigal sexual stamina. I love to have loads of sex with any and every woman I fancy. I do not get emotionally involved, but I try my level best to give a lady the best orgasm of her life.

Coming to the story now.

It was January 2023. I was staying with Radha, a recent office acquaintance who I used as my cum dump. She has a lean figure with boobs the size and squish of oranges. She was a crazy girl in her twenties who got me a boner and drained my junk in every hole in her body.

On the New Year’s Eve, I was playing ‘Call of Duty’ on my phone while Radha was giving me a blowjob. I had come twice, but Radha didn’t stop to drain me. Suddenly, we heard a knock on our door. I pushed Radha away to open the door.

When I opened the door, a lady with a busty figure was standing. My drained dick was again starting to salute. She was wearing an expensive green saree with a slight cleavage. Her boobs were huge, and her nipples were sharply visible from her cotton blouse.

She had blonde streaks and dark lipstick. I could see her freckles and gothic black eyeliner. She has big eyes, and I am sure she had given a boner to all the creeps in my building.

And what did I just see? I was ogling at a violent hickey on her cleavage. Someone must have buried themselves in her jugs to do it.

She introduced herself, “Hello, I am Kanchan, and I just moved to the house next door.” I stared hungrily at her that. I was trying to fancy how enormous and tight her ass would be.

I didn’t let my thirst for her boobs reflect on my face. I played poker face. I responded, “Hey Kanchan, welcome to the building. I am Mandar.”

Kanchan: It’s all my pleasure. I am sorry, I can’t really catch up right now, but I just wanted to drop this extra key to my house. In case I lose mine.

Me: Yeah, why not? (I wanted her to leave, too, since I wanted to look at that bouncing ass)

Kanchan: Thanks, bye! I will see you around.

Needless to say, I wanted to fill her ass with my load. I wanted her to scream in pain. I wanted her to beg me for a quickie every hour.

I started tracking her routine from next day. She was married to a guy who looked much older. Possibly a sugar daddy. They didn’t have any kids. She was around 40. But her skin was tight, and her body was vicious.

Her husband was a builder and used to come home late at night. Drunk as a skunk. Kanchan was a homoeopathic doctor. She used to take patients at her home.

I observed their life for a week. One day I finally found an opening for my dick in her life. On a late Saturday night, I was humping Radha against the apartment door. I heard a loud noise in the corridor. Radha eyed through the peephole.

Radha (laughing like a maniac): Looks like the busty bitch is having some action.

I threw Radha away and ogled through the hole.

Kanchan was lying on the floor in the corridor with her legs open. A very young boy, probably sixteen, was on top of her. He was pumping her in a missionary position.

She was spanking the guy’s ass for faster penetration. The guy was squeezing her tits hard with his thin fingers. He was violently thrusting her.

But Kanchan had no expression on her face. She was blankly staring at the ceiling. I realised she wasn’t feeling his dick at all. Must be a loose cunt.

The dude came in a short while. He lay bare-bodied on her. Groaning. I had a strong urge to go outside and make her suck my dick. But I waited. I wanted her to be an addict to my cock.

Kanchan pushed the guy aside. I thought they were done for the night. But Kanchan didn’t move. She stayed in the same position. On her back, with her legs open in the air. She was completely naked. I could see her busty thighs and hips.

Kanchan uttered and gestured: Next!

Another skinny dude wearing nothing but underwear came out of her apartment. He came on top of her and adjusted his dick on her cave. In no time, he started his game. He was pushing ferociously.

Like before, Kanchan had no expression of ecstasy. It’s like she just wanted them to get done with dumping their cums inside her whore-hole.

This all was an extreme turn-on for me. While I was peeping through the door, I grabbed Radha by her hair and forced her on her knees. I shoved my cock inside her mouth and pushed deep inside her face.

I was fantasising about Radha’s mouth as Kanchan’s ass. Radha started choking, but I didn’t give a damn. Meanwhile, Kanchan’s cunt had sucked the life out of the second dude. He was lying lifeless on top of her.

Kanchan held him by his hair and kissed him wildly. She was passionately writhing. She bit his ear and threw him aside. Meanwhile, Radha had fainted on the floor. My cum oozing out on her lips. But I had another round left in me.

But I continued peeping through the peephole. Kanchan was digging her cunt with her fingers. I could see her pussy didn’t get enough dick. She was aching for more.

In a while, she got up, licking her lips. She made the two dudes stand next to each other. She squatted on her knees. Her butt cheeks giggle.

The next moment she started stroking their cocks furiously. The boys were in pain but weren’t resisting. Kanchan was extremely violent with their cocks. The boys started moaning in pain. Now she started sucking their dicks with her luscious lips.

Continued in the next part,

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