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Hi, this is your favourite, Savita Bhabhi. I am here for you and only for you, my dear fan. You have seen me in my many avatars – hot lesbian with my friend, threesome sex with the neighbourhood twins and enjoying office sex with my boss. But today, I am here for you, to give you the utmost pleasure till you cum. How will I do that?

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Raising his hand like a studious student waiting to address the teacher, Kishen spoke, “Usha aunty, I think I still got a few more shots in me.”

With the expression of a teacher responding to her student’s correct answer, Usha says, “Very good. ‘A few more’? Are you sure?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Kishen blurted.

Giggling at his response, Savi covers her mouth with her hand. Usha looks at Savi, then at Kishen, and back at Savi.

“Wait a minute, you’ve not yet fucked your mom yet, right?” Usha asks Kishen.

Kishen shakes his head, struggling to conceal his horny smile and shyness.

“Then let me do the honors.”

Usha gulps the rest of her drink, snubs her cigarette into the makeshift ashtray, and gets up. She proceeds to the bed to make space between the deep-sleeping Sunal and Ramesh. She takes a pillow and places it at the bottom edge of the bed, facing Kishen and Savi.

She then places her hips on the pillow such that the upper half of her body (from the butt and above) is rested on the bed. The bottom half is balanced by her feet on the floor. Spreading wide, she pats her thick thighs and orders, “Savi, dear, lay on top of me. Let’s take Kishen for a double-decker pussy ride.”

Savi finishes her drink, takes a deep puff off her cigarette, and hands it over to Kishen. She proceeds to lay her back on the busty, semi-chubby Usha. Her legs are hanging outward from either of Usha’s thighs. She’s spread even wider than Usha beneath her.

“You’re heavier than Neetu,” Usha says.

“Obviously. Are you comfortable?” Savi responds.

“Of course, I can carry your weight. Kishen, beta, what are you waiting for? Come over!” says Usha.

Struck upon watching the ladies assume their position, Kishen had even forgotten to puff the cigarette his mother gave him. It had burned away between his fingers. Snubbing it quickly, Kishen proceeds to feast on the vaginal prep the ladies laid before him.

“What should I do?” Kishen asks.

“Are you serious? You know what to do. I am not going to guide you through this,” says Usha.

Savi: Do whatever you want, son.

Usha: Prioritize your mother.

Savi: But don’t forget to engage your former tuition teacher and my soul sister.

Kishen stopped thinking and let his heart, horniness, and limited experience guide him. He had one goal in mind: to pleasure the ladies to the max. A passing thought about whether or not he’d stay hard long enough to pleasure them both crossed his mind. But he did not let it bother him.

Kneeling on the floor, Kishen commenced his affectionate lovemaking. He began with teasings—by walking his fingers across their sensitive inner thighs. He judged the distinct appearances of their pussies, and blew mildly onto them. He began feeling up their pussies and tickled the surrounding areas.

He sniffs them deep to get an olfactory high. He continued kissing every inch of the area, including the ass crack and all the other way to their feet. Kishen then proceeds to lick them up in all patterns. He begins licking from Usha Aunty’s butthole to his mother’s pussy-top, and back.

He licked up his mother while rubbing Usha, and vice versa. In between, he mildly bites and pulls their pussy lips. Bringing the fingers of both his hands into the mix, he takes turns to french-kiss the pussy lips. He fondles the clits with his fingertips, spitting and smearing saliva on them.

He then let his fingers do the deeper exploration. Like the hands of a clock, his one finger, then two, then three, explored and noted the pleasure points of their pussies. His fingertip, tongue-tip and nose-tip familiarized and by-hearted the ridge patterns of their buttholes.

Their hushed moans and feelings filtered away all other distractions. Kishen’s awareness didn’t go beyond the thighs of his mom and Usha aunty that surrounded his face. He lost track of time.

“Enough, son, your teasing will kill us,” Usha’s pleading words brought Kishen back from his involvement. Kishen noticed his dick was oozing precum. His legs were getting numb below the knee. He also noticed that even his fist would easily slide through the 4 wet holes that lay before him. It was time to fuck!

Just as he got up from his knees, he saw that his dad and Ramesh uncle were well awake. They were lying on the bed on their sides. Grinning, they were supporting their heads on their hand and were slow-jerking their dicks.

“Go on, fuck their brains out,” said Sunil (Kishen’s dad.)

“When did you two get up?” Usha and Savi asked in unison.

“A while back, but with Kishen treating you the way he did, we knew you wouldn’t have noticed,” said Ramesh. “Go on, Kishen. Just pretend we’re not here.”

“No! You HAVE to be here. Get up on your knees and feed us your dicks,” Usha ordered. “And Sunil, don’t you want to witness up close the sight of your son entering his mother?” she added.

Sunil and Ramesh assumed a kneeling position next to their wives. Holding Savi’s body firmly onto her with her left hand, Usha saliva-wets her right hand. She rubs it on Savi’s pussy, and pleasures it. Then spreads its lips with her fingers, welcoming Kishen.

Moaning, Savi rests her head on Usha’s shoulder.

“Welcome your son,” says Usha, licking and kissing Savi’s (right) ear. “Kishen, time to visit your cave of origin,” she adds.

Kishen runs his dick up and down across the four wet holes. He notices that all eyes are on him. The self-doubt of whether he’d succeed in equally satisfying the ladies comes back. Dad notices the son’s concern. “Remember beta, prioritize equal distribution, don’t get carried away. You can do it!”

With uplifted confidence, Kishen slides his dick into his mom’s pussy. She lets out a single squeal and lays her head back on Usha’s shoulders. Kishen sees Usha, Ramesh, and his dad break a mild smile and give him a ‘you’ve done it, son’ look. His hips involuntarily begin its to-and-fro.

Savi’s moans get rhythmic. Leaving Kishen alone from their gaze, Sunil and Ramesh begin to tease, rub and shove their dicks into their wife’s mouths. Kishen fucked his mom for the first time. A sense of surrealism mixed into the pleasure he felt.

“I can relate to what you’re feeling right now, Kishen. I felt something similar when my slutty wife guided my cock into my equally slutty daughter’s pussy for the first time. It’s the surreality of fucking those bound to you by blood. You’ll get used to it. Just don’t be over-guilty later,” said Ramesh uncle.

“Ahh, please shut up, Ramesh. Don’t try to lead us to your hypocritical guilt trip already,” uttered Savi as she continued to moan.

Kishen continued to pump Savi. He knew he couldn’t dwell in the surrealism for long and go all in on his mother. He was well aware that he had his beloved tuition teacher to pleasure as well. He needed to equally transmit the pleasure potential of his throbbing cock.

Four holes ay wet and gaping just for him. An idea struck him. He devised a one-person variant of switch-and-fuck (Part 6). Kishen realized he was beginning to get to his pleasure peak as he humped Savi. He withdrew his cock from her hole and began catering it to Usha’s hole.

Meanwhile, his fingers continued to pleasure Savi. And when he’d come within an inch of cumming from fucking Usha, he withdrew his cock for a while and prolonged the erection. He’d shift his focus to pleasuring the holes (three at a time) with his two hands and mouth.

When he knew his cock was ready to grind again, he’d get upright and engage in fucking. Both hands are still busy pleasuring the holes in no particular order. He focused his entire attention on the musical moans of Savi and Usha. He desperately hoped they’d reach orgasm before him.

But unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Kishen managed to go on with his improvised sex move for several minutes. But finally, his pee pee had to give in, sending him into a shivering orgasm. He rubbed off the drips of his cum equally into the four holes.

Manoj and Sunil were impressed and horny by how young Kishen poured pleasure equally into the four pots. Watching him pleasure their wives, they jerked off into the ‘unaware’ mouths of their wives.

But Kishen didn’t stop there. He was determined to bring the ladies to their orgasm all by himself. Only then would he feel accomplished! Taking a deep breath, he arched his back. Kishen dug his middle and ring finger, first, into Savi’s pussy and started fingering her vigorously.

Kishen’s dedication paid off as Savi screamed and squirted all over. Her body fell over to Usha’s side. In a fetal posture, she continued to reel from the orgasm. Kishen could feel his sweat and his mother’s squirt tricking down his body.

Kishen went all machine gun mode again on Usha aunty until she, too cum. She didn’t squirt, though. Kishen watched her shaking and zoning out just like his mom did moments back. Kishen felt as though he’d just finished a grueling marathon.

Only then did he realize that his arm and much of his body were aching. Tired, he crashed onto the bed next to Usha. The room echoed in the sound of the women and Kishen panting in the aftermath of a one-of-a-kind sex ride.

Patting on Kishen’s head in utter appreciation, Sunil and Ramesh get off the bed naked. They fix a peg for each, gulp it down and exit. They leave the trio in the room for their much-needed rest.

Kishen doses off almost instantly into a deep sleep. At some point, he felt someone push his body, prompting him to adjust his position and sleep comfortably. He also felt a blanket being put on him.

Kishen woke up after hours. The sun had long set, and no light came from the curtained windows. Only a dim seeping light lit the room. He wondered how long he’d been asleep. Looking around, he saw a sight that he’d cherish for a long.

GeetaMa was in a deep sleep next to him on the bed, wearing just a petticoat. She looked like she was sleeping in the high of having had a long hard fuck. Her hair was askew, her makeup washed, and her lipstick and mascara totally smudged. There were a few love bites on her neck and arm.

Her blouse lay on the bed, next to the pillow. Kishen realized that it was her saree that was put on him as a blanket. Kishen embraced her saree for minutes. He sniffed it deeply, catching the distinct smell of her perfume and body. He wasn’t horny but utterly affectionate.

Beneath all the horniness he had for the women, he’d been storing up an ocean of affection. “An affectionate-self, alongside the horny-self and beast-self. Perhaps a little bit of a cuck-self too?” wondered. He wanted so much to go near her neck and sniff her.

But he also didn’t want to interrupt her peaceful, carefree sleep. Also, he guessed that her natural smell may have blended with Manoj sir’s smell. Kishen got out of bed and freshened up in the attached bathroom. He put on his dress that lay on the floor and exited the room.

Aside from the dimly lit Usha’s bedroom, the rest of the house was bustling with light and people. He walked over to the kitchen, where he found his mom, Savi, and Usha Aunty, all clothed and making dinner.

“Ah, he woke up!” Said Usha with a big smile.

Savi looked at Kishen and gave a shy smile.

“Have some chapati. You must be very tired,” Said Usha.

“I will. Where’s Neetu?” Kishen asked.

“She’s sleeping in her room with Prateek,” Savi responded.

Kishen: Oh, my bag is in her room.

Usha: It’s unlocked. Take it.

Savi: Or you can take it later when we leave. They’ll wake up by then. Don’t disturb them.

Kishen: OK, mom.

Usha hands Kishen a plate with a few chapatis and curry. He takes it and heads over to the living room. The men were glued on the sofa and to the TV, watching cricket. They, too, were eating chapattis, holding their plates in their hands.

“Come, beta. Sit with us. Interesting match going on,” says Manoj sir, moving aside and making some space for Kishen.

“I will be right there, Manoj sir,” responds Kishen and turns around and goes towards Neetu’s room. He opens the door slowly and peeks inside. He sees Neetu and Prateek (her hubby) sleeping peacefully in the dim-lit room, naked. Under a big blanket, they hugged and slept like two lovers.

Kishen smiled, looking at them for several seconds. Closing the door slowly, he proceeded to go and sit next to Manoj sir. The men acknowledged Kishen and continued to focus on the game.

Kishen noticed a pantie lying in the corner of the living room. He rightly guessed it to be GeetaMa’s. He had got similar-looking underwear from Deepti (part 5.2). It looked like it had been tossed into the corner amid intense lovemaking.

Kishen was lost in thought. He processed the wild ride and discoveries he had been witness to. There were still a lot more questions he had. But he intuitively knew they’d all be answered in time.

“Wait till I meet Tariq. I will make him cum with my stories just like he made me cum with his narration (part 2),” Kishen thought.

Just then, as though he could read what Kishen was thinking, Sunil muted the TV. The men look at him.

“What?” Kishen asked.

“You know whatever you’ve been exposed to is to be kept secret, right?” Sunil says.

“Yes, Dad. I know.”

“Your parents will tell you more about it in the coming days. You must understand the seriousness of what we are in. At this age, you might feel like you can trust everybody. Many of your friends will tell you steamy stories, most of which they may have cooked up. Just don’t get carried away,” advises Ramesh.

“I understand…”

“Good, then there is nothing to worry about,” says Manoj sir.

“But I have a doubt,” Kishen announces, “What if I want to share this with somebody whom I trust with my life? Of course, I won’t share every detail or reveal any identity.”

“It’s a sticky matter, son. Boys your age think many of your peers are friends for life. In time, you could all be strangers. We can’t stop you from sharing. We can only trust in your good intent to preserve our secret. Remember, it’s not just your life and affairs. It’s also about the personal life of everyone in this house,” says Manoj sir.

“I know it’s a lot to process. You need time. You can share, but there is a lot to account for,” says Ramesh.

“I get it Ramesh uncle. Thank you, Manoj sir.”

The men go back to the match. Kishen gets up to go to the kitchen.

“Can I sit here and eat with you?” Kishen asks Usha and Savi, who were engaged in chit-chat.

“Sure, Kishen,” says Usha.

“Did you see how tired and flustered she looked at the end?” Savi asks Usha, going back to their chit-chat.

“Haven’t we both experienced that? That side of Manoj sir is every woman’s dream,” adds Usha.

“Too bad he mostly prefers to indulge in the cuck fantasy. He’s lucky he got Deepti as his wife, who understands kinks perfectly without crossing the limits.” Savi adds.

“Are you talking about GeetaMa?” asks Kishen, trying to be part of the conversation.

“Yes, did you see her getting it from Manoj sir?” asks Usha.

“No, actually, I came to you when they were just getting started,” he responds.

“Oh, you should have seen how the charming manly man in Manoj sir treats and fucks women. You would have learned a thing or two,” says Savi.

“I am very happy to be part of this,” Kishen says.

“We couldn’t be happier, Kishen. It’s been a long time since we’ve had this group gathering. And in most group sessions, we ladies used to feel left out. There was a serious need for a young cock like yours,” says Usha.

Kishen smiles.

“And remember, I am your mom. They’re your elders. Outside, show the same respect. Sex and sexuality are just one small part of our identity and relationship. Don’t forget that.” says Savi.

“I understand, mom. But can I ask you two one thing? How did all of you come together this way?” Kishen asks.

“It was all a matter of trust, time and general approval,” Usha responds.

“We still have to talk a lot. It’s all a lot more than just sex. There is etiquette, discretion, boundaries, frankness and, more importantly, mutual respect and concern for one’s choice and privacy,” adds Savi.

Kishen nods.

“How about I bring you one more young cock? In fact, I can get you two cocks.” says Kishen.

Usha and Savi pause for a moment and look at each other. Kishen could tell they were both excited but equally confused and concerned.

“You might trust the owners of these two cocks you’ve mentioned. What makes you think we can trust them?” asks Savi.

“How you engage with them personally is none of our business. But when it comes to including them in our circle, we’ll have to get to know them. We have to ensure that their outlook and character aligns with us and the circle.” adds Usha.

“They’re probably a couple of your friends, right, Kishen? What we have is not something people can sign up to fuck and go. I’m worried now if you will expose all of us,” says Savi.

“Don’t worry, Mom, I won’t tell them anything that may damage our privacy or reputation. I am just considering the prospect. You’re family, and I am not more close to them than I am to you.” assures Kishen. “But don’t you think it will be fun? The more the merrier!”

“It’s easy to say, Kishen. But not many people can truly understand and act in accordance to the dynamics of swinger and group sex settings,” says Savi.

“Besides, too many cocks can create a sense of competition among the men, which can bring in some conflict of interest. There are a lot of delicate aspects,” says Usha.

“Also, what guarantee do you have that they won’t spill the secret to others? Or worse, what if it comes off like you’re pimping your mom to them and risking exposure of well-respected women and men in the circle?” asks Savi.

Kishen is at a loss for words.

“Tell me, Kishen. How well do you know these persons?” asks Usha.

“I trust one of them pretty well, and he trusts the other equally, as much as I trust him,” responds Kishen.

“What? So you don’t very well know one of the people? Are you joking with us?” asks Usha. “I don’t mean to be harsh, but we’re not that sex-starved, Kishen.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you angry. I see the perspective you’re trying to show,” responds Kishen. “But I just feel they may be a worthy addition to the group.”

“It’s a little too early for that, son. You’ve just had your first day with us,” says Savi.

“Do you know how long it took Neetu to earn everyone’s trust? Then bring in Prateek and GeetaMa into our circle?” asks Usha.

“It took much longer for me and your dad to understand and trust Usha aunty and Ramesh uncle. Even adding Manoj sir’s family to the circle took its own time and mutual understanding,” Savi makes Kishen understand.

“OK, let us set everything aside. Tell me, Kishen, who is this friend of yours and tell me exactly why you trust him so much,” asks Usha. She spoke like a teacher asked her student a question to see if he really was paying attention to what she was teaching. And indeed, Usha was testing Kishen.

“I’m sorry, Usha aunty, I can’t reveal his secrets to you just for the sake of it. It’d be as much a breach as me telling him about you all,” responds Kishen.

Usha and Savi smile and let out a sigh.

“Good boy, we were worried you would tell his name and all without respecting the trust he has in you,” says Usha.

“Had you told us his name and whereabouts, we’d be sure you’re not mature enough to grasp the seriousness of the secrets you’ve been exposed to,” says Savi. “You would have got a good scolding and counseling session. Thank god it didn’t get to that.”

“But he trusted me with his secret, and so I feel we can trust him,” says Kishen.

“True, and you have preserved his trust. But tell me, without revealing too much, do I know that person?” Savi.

“Yes,” responds Kishen.

Usha claps!

“We may have something promising here then, Savi. Why don’t you explore the possibility in the following days?”

Savi nods. “ I’ll consider it. But don’t get your hopes up. And forget about the other person you don’t know well. No way that’s going to happen.”

“I get it, mom. Thank you for not shutting me out,” says an excited Kishen.

The rest of the evening witnessed the circle having a sound dinner together and dispersing.

To be continued. Feedback: [email protected]. Please check the comments section.

Hi, Alok here to share my new experience!

So this is about a few months back. I was taking business classes during my graduation studies. I absolutely loved sitting in the lectures. However, being a procrastinator, I would always arrive late to class. This was why, in the beginning, I had to sit in the back of the class, which I hated.

A few days later, one of the girls in my class, Rupsa, noticed this. She started reserving a place for me beside her. She liked sitting next to me as I am quite knowledgeable in this subject.

Rupsa is an extremely pretty North Eastern girl. About 5’6”, her pretty body can be noticed from across the room. She would always come well-dressed. She had something about her that I was wildly attracted to.

A few weeks passed by, and we got closer. We had an assignment whose deadline was due in 2 days. We were extremely worried, so we decided to complete it together. I told her we could connect on Zoom and get it done. But she insisted on coming over to my shared apartment.

So I didn’t fight it, and she came over. It was afternoon, so my roommate had already left for his lecture. I was by myself when the bell rang. I opened the door and It was Rupsa. She was wearing a slightly low-cut white top and a knee-length skirt.

Her red bra was visible through the top, which got me aroused. However, I decided to focus on the assignment. She came in. We went to my room and sat at my study table to do the assignment. We were studying, but now and then, my eyes would wander off to stare at her cleavage.

I tried being low-key with it. But once, she did catch me as I was trying to get a glimpse of her cleavage. “What are you looking at?” she said, which made me freeze! She laughed it off and assured me that it was okay. My shorts were visibly bulging as my dick was hard.

Once now and then, I could see her peeping near it. I, too, stopped covering it and let her see the bulge. A few hours later, as it started to get dark, she told me to put on the lamp beside me. I said, “Okay, I will in a minute.” She wouldn’t wait, and she bent over across the table to turn on the lamp.

Her left boob was directly pressing my face. I was rock-hard by now. She stayed in that position, deliberately pressing it against my face. I didn’t know what to do, so I slightly bit her boob. It was risky, but I had to make a move now. “Aah,” she whispered.

This gave me a signal, after which I held her face, and we began kissing. I was hungry for her body. I lifted her, made her sit on the table, and slid down her top and a little bit of her bra. Her pink nipple popped out, and I hungrily bit it. “Oh,” she moaned, “Go, slow baby.”

But I would not. I was hungry for her. I raised her top and slid her bra. I began sucking her huge tits like a baby would. I licked around, in circles, slowly, until the saliva from my mouth had dried up on her nipple, and it felt cold there. She begged me to suck it, but I wanted to make her suffer more.

I kept licking under her boob and every corner around her nipple, but not on it. She begged me now to suck it and forced my lips on them. I agreed and bit it hard till they got red. She felt hurt. So, to soothe her, I started licking it with my warm and wet saliva.

She moaned very loudly. I kept on sucking on them for quite some time. Later, I pulled her legs closer to my face. I undid her underwear and started teasing her pussy. It was already wet. I licked all around for a few minutes, making her wait for my tongue to enter inside.

I, then, in one single swoop, pushed my long tongue deep inside her pussy. She moaned. I licked every corner inside, up, down, in and out. She kept moaning until she cum on my face. I got angry as to how did she cum on my face without telling me first.

She said, “Sorry, daddy!” But that wouldn’t change anything. I grabbed her neck and pulled down my shorts. In one swoop, as I stared in her eyes, I pushed my black hard dick deep inside of her pussy. She screamed and kept saying, “Sorry, daddy!”

But I had become an animal by now. I kept looking in her eyes as I fucked her. Slowly, at first, I began increasing my thrusts. My balls were smashing against her clit as I left no inch of my dick outside. Every inch inside. Deep. She was smiling and moaning as I kept fucking her.

As soon as I was about to cum, I pulled out and contained it. I did not want to finish so fast. I picked her up and threw her on my bed upside down.

I pinned her neck and put my dick inside from behind again. I kept fucking her for quite some time as she kept moaning louder and louder. Later, I came in her mouth, and she sucked me clean. We cuddled for some time.

Later, she was going to leave. She went to the door to open it and said bye. I ran to her and closed it. I was not done with her tits yet. I lifted her top and slid her bra a little, and started sucking them again. She smiled and let me play with her boobs. Her hand was in my hair as I sucked her nipple.

From that day on, we have been fucking almost every weekend, sometimes on weekdays as well. Rupsa and I are friends with benefits.

To my readers, let me know how you enjoyed my story. You can even ping me on hangout at [email protected].

Hello, dosto main fir se leke aaya hu ek nayi sex kahani. Aap log padhkar apne lund aur chut ka virya nikal sako. Mujhe aap logo ke mails mile.

Aapko main apne bare mein bata deta hu. Mera nam Rohit hai. Main ek call boy aur sex story writer hu. Meri age 25 hai aur main Rajasthan se hu. Mere lund ka size 7.4 inch hai.

Mere yeh kahani bhi meri baaki kahani ki tarah real hai. Mujhe kuch din pehle ek ladki mail aaya. Usne apna nam Anita bataya.

Anita ke bare mein aapko bata deta hu. Woh Udaipur ki rehne wali thi. Uski age 20 thi. Woh story reader thi. Usne mujhe bataya, “Main aapki story roz padhti hu. Maine apki ‘Girlfriend Ki Palang Tod Chudai Ki’ padhi hai. Mujhe sex videos aur sex stories padna pasand hai.”

Anita, “Mere sabhi friends sex kar chuke hai. Main hi sex nahi kar payi hu kyuki mere parents bohut sakht hai. Woh mujhe jyada bahar jane nahi dete hai. Isliye mujhe apke sath sex karna hai. Aur kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalna chahiye. Main ache ghar se belong karti hu. Mere sath aap sex karke, chale jana.”

Maine pucha ki kaha aana padega. Toh usne bataya, “Udaipur aa jao. Hum hotel mein mil lenge. Main job per jaati hu, toh uss din ghar se job per jane ko nikal jaugi. Aur main baad mein sidha hotel pahuch jaugi.”

Anita, “Mujhe sex ki talab lagi hui hai. Mujhe karna hai sex. Main chut mein ungli daal daal ke thak gayi hu. Ek callboy ke sath karungi, toh kisi saq bhi nahi hoga. Aur mujhe maza bhi aa jayega. Apke paise main de dungi, ussi time.”

Uske baad Anita ne mera number liya. Fir usne next Monday ko mujhe WhatsApp per message kiya. Aur apne hotel ki location bheji. Usne kaha, “Mera job morning 8 baje se 6 baje tak rehta hai. Issi time mein apko mujhe khush karna hai. Main 8 baje tak hotel aa jaugi.”

Monday ko main hotel pahuch gaya. Usne mujhe call kiya. Maine kaha main hotel ke bahar hu. Woh bhi auto se waha aa gayi. Hum sath mein hotel room mein gaye.

Anita ke bare mein thoda bata du. Woh ek dum untouched ladki thi. Usne blue kameez aur blue salwar pehna hua tha. Usme uska gora badan bohut khubsurat lag raha tha. Usne apne baal khule rakhe hue the.

Anita ke body weight bohut kam tha. Woh patli ladki thi. Aur uske boobs bhi nimbu ke jaise, bohut chote the.

Anita aur main room mein aa chuke the. Usne pani bottle mujhe di, maine pani piya. Usne bhi pani piya. Woh mujhe dekh rahi thi. Main usse dekh raha tha. Anita bed per bethi hui thi. Main uske pass beth gaya. Aur uske baalo mein hath ghumane laga.

Woh sisak rahi thi. Anita ko sharam aa rahi thi. Maine usse kaha ki tum thik ho na.

Anita: Haa. Mujhe thoda sharam aa raha hai.

Main: Baby. Aaj mat sharmao, aaj toh apki saari sharam nikalne wali hai.

Fir maine Anita ka patla sa face pakda, aur apne lips uske gulabi lips per rakhe. Aur main uske hotho kiss dene laga. Woh bas aankhe band kiye thi. Mere kiss ko feel kar rahi thi. Main kiss kiye jaa raha tha.

Anita ke hotho ab main chusne laga. Woh apne hath mere baalo mein ghuma rahi thi. Aur moan kar rahi thi. Main usko kiss karte hue, bed per lita diya. Aur uske badan ke uper aa gaya.

Anita ke lips ko, chuse jaa raha tha. Woh bhi ab mere lips ko chusne lagi. Mera sath de rahi thi. Anita ko maza aane laga tha. 10-minute maine uske lips ko chuse.

Fir maine Anita ke gaalo ko chaatne laga. Woh bas apni aankhe band karke, bed per leti hui thi. Anita ka komal se gaal, chusne chaatne mein maza aa raha tha. Anita mere back per apne hath ghuma rahi thi. Main ab uske neck ko kiss karne laga. Anita ke badan bijli doud gayi.

Main uske gale ko bohut pyar se chaat raha tha. Dhire dhire ab main uske pure face ko, kiss karne aur chaatne laga. Jisse Anita ko bohut maza aa raha tha. Woh bas apni mithi mithi awaaj nikal rahi thi.

Anita: Oh, ah, Rohit. Aap toh such mein bohut super ho. Jaisa maine suna tha, waise hi ho. Kaise ladki se pyar karna hai, sab jante ho. Main sex mein nayi hun. Isliye aap mujhe itna aaram se pyar kar rahe ho. Mujhe bohut pasand aaya baby.

Ab Anita bhi mere face ko kiss karne lagi. Aur mere hotho ko ache se chusne lagi. Jaldi jaldi mein usne mere lip ko kaat liya. Woh mujhe dekhne lagi. Main usse dekh kar smile kiya. Toh woh sharma kar, mere sine mein apna sir chupa liya.

15 minutes yeh kiss chala. Ab maine Anita ki kameez nikal di. Usne ander blue bra pehne hui thi. Maine woh bhi nikal di. Ab Anita ke chote chote boobs mere samne the. Main dhire dhire unhe masalne laga. Toh uski siski nikal gayi.

Anita: Ah, dhire. Mera first time hai please. Aaram se karna ok baby.

Main: Yes. Meri jaan. Aaj tumhe ache se pyar karunga.

Anita ke ek boobs ko main chusne laga. Muh mein uska pura boobs aa gaya. Usko maza aa raha tha. Apni juban uske nipple per ghuma raha tha. Anita bed per machal rahi thi. Mere sir ke baalo mein, apne hath ghuma rahi thi. Aur siskiyan lene lagi.

Anita: Maza aa raha hai Rohit bohut. Kitne pyar se tum chuste ho.

Karib 25 minutes maine uske dono, chote boobs ko chusa. Uske boobs ke nipple tan gaye the. Nipple bhi bohut chote the. Chusne mein maza aa gaya. Anita ne ab mere T-shirt nikal di. Main uske samne nanga tha uper se.

Woh mere chest ko chaat rahi thi aur kiss karne lagi. Mujhe uski kamsin juban ka touch mere nipple per mehsoos hota tha. Toh bohut maza aata tha. Woh apni aankhe band karke, mere pure body ko chaat rahi thi. Ab usne meri jeans bhi nikal di.

Main Anita ke samne kacche mein tha. Kacche mera lund tana hua tha. Jisko woh dekh rahi thi. Aur mujhe dekh ker, sharmane lagi. Maine usse smile di. Anita mere pairo ko chaatne lagi. Apne soft hotho se, mere kacche ke uper aur nabhi ke niche wale area ko chaatne lagi. Mujhe maza aa raha tha.

Anita ne ab mera kaccha bhi nikal diya. Uske samne mera 7inch ka mota lamba lund tha. Woh usse ankhe faad ke dekh rahi thi. Aur boli.

Anita: Yaar. Maine socha nahi tha, lund itna bada hota hai. Apki story mein toh dikhta nahi hai. Ab samne dekh rahi hu. Bohut hi lajawab dikh raha hai.

Ab Anita ne dhire se mera lund pakda. Uske gore hatho mein mera lund tha. Mujhe bohut hi maza aa raha tha. Anita ne lund ke tope per kiss kiya. Aur apna muh khola. Anita ne lund ko muh mein liya. 3 inch hi le payi thi.

Maine uske sath koi jabardasti nahi ki. Woh apni marzi se chus rahi thi. Woh dhire dhire muh uper niche karne lagi. Mere siski nikal gayi, uske aise chusne se.

Main: Ahhh baby. Chuso chuso jor se.

Anita mujhe dekhte hue, lund ko chusne lagi. Usne 5 inch lund muh mein liya. 10min usne lund chusa. Aur 5 minutes tak mere balls ko chusa. Balls ko chaat chaat kar gila kar diya tha.

Ab maine Anita ka pajama nikal diya. Ander white penty pehni hui thi. Maine jaldi se woh nikal di. Aur usse bed ke kone per, le aaya. Bed ke corner per uski chut rakhi. Chut per halke baal the. Aur chut bilkul fresh thi.

Maine uski tango ko choda kiya. Aur apni juban chut per rakhi. Dhire dhire chut ko chaatne laga. Woh kamar uchala rahi thi aur jor jor se sisak rahi rhi.

Anita: Ah, baby. Yes chaato, tumari juban ka touch mujhe ander tak, hila raha hai.

Main chut ke chhed mein juban ghusa ke chaatne laga. Woh uchal rahi thi. Mere sir ko chut mein dabane lagi. Maine apni ek ungli chut mein daal di. Jisse uski siski nikal gayi.

Maine 20 minutes chut ko khub chusa. Anita ne apna amrit nikal diya. Jo mere muh mein hi gaya tha. Woh ab bed per leti hui thi. Maine ab Anita ko bed per sidha kiya. Aur uski tango ko dur kiya.

Apna mota lund chut ke uper rakha. Aur ragadane laga. Jisse Anita puri tarah se, garam hone ki vjah se sisak jati.

Anita: Ah, Rohit. Please ab mat tadpao mujhe. Daal do ander isse. Iske liye itni mehnat ki maine aaj. Oh, baby.

Main Anita ke lips ko, apne muh mein leke chusne laga. Aur niche se chut ke ched per lund rakha. Aur jor ka jhatka chut mein diya. Jisse mere lund ka topa hi, chut mein gaya. Topa jane se uski chikh nikal gayi.

Maine uska muh apne muh se daba rakha tha. Jisse chikh dab gayi. Anita ke aankho se aansu aa gaye. Chut ki seal tut gayi thi. Maine dhire se ek dhakka aur diya, jisse mera 3inch lund ander chala gaya. Uski aankhe bahar aane lagi.

Maine uske lips ko chusna shuru kiya. Jor jor se chus raha tha. Aur boobs daba raha tha. 10 minutes aise hi ruka raha. Fir maine apna muh uske muh se hataya. Toh woh boli.

Anita: Ah, Rohit. Suchi mein tumara lund bohut bhari hai, mere halki chut ke liye. Please thoda aaram se karo.

Main: Baby. Abhi toh thoda lund gaya. Aadha lund aur hai bahar.

Anita: Baap re. Abhi aur hai kya bahar. Aur dard sehna hoga.

Uska chehra rone jaisa ho gaya. Maine usse pyar kiss karne laga. 2 min baad maine ek dhakka aur diya. Aur lund pura chut mein sama gaya. Iss baar woh thoda chikhi.

Uski moan karne ki awaj mujhe achi lagi. Main ab bina ruke dhire dhire dhakke de raha tha. 10min aise chodne ke baad, uska dard kam hua. Toh maine ab apni speed thodi tej ki. Aur Anita ki chut mein lund, jor jor se dabane laga. Jisse uski aawaj nikal jaati.

Anita: Ah, dhire dhire baby. Yes, yes, maza aa raha hai.

Main usse chode jaa raha tha. Ab woh bhi sath dene lagi. 10min aise speed se chodne ke baad, usne chut se apna jharna baha diya. Chut ka ras mere chudai se ander bahar ho raha tha. Dono chudai mein kho gaye the.

Ab maine Anita ki tango ko, moda aur uske boobs per daba diye. Aur chut mein lund ghusa diya. Jisse uski chikh nikal gayi.

Anita: Uhh, bas karo. Dard hota hai.

10 minutes usko maze dete hue choda. Woh fir se jhad gayi. Main ab usko chode jaa raha tha. Bina ruke chodne se, Anita ki chut mein dard ho raha tha. Woh rukne ko bol rahi thi.

Main bina ruke dhakke de raha tha. 15 minutes Anita ko apne niche daba ke chodne ke baad, mera bhi maal nikalne wala tha. Toh maine lund chut se bahar nikala aur sara maal uske boobs per nikal diya. Iss chudai ko karib 35 minutes ho gaye the.

Main Anita ke uper aa gaya. Aur uske face ko kiss karne laga. Woh bhi maze lete hue, mujhe kiss kar rahi thi. Maine Anita ki chut ko dekha toh waha se laal blood aur safed virya nikal raha tha. Anita ka virya uske blood se mix ho gaya. Chut ka chhed ab khul gaya ache se.

Uske baad maine Anita ko, fir se lund chusne ko kaha. Toh usne jhat se mera lund muh mein le liya. 10min chusne ke baad lund fir se khada ho gaya. Maine Anita ko kutiya banne ko bola.

Woh jaldi se bed per kutiya ban gayi. Maine lund uski chut per rakha aur jor dar dhakka diya. Jisse lund ek baar mein pura ander chala gaya. Anita ki chikh nikal gayi. Main uske boobs pakad ke dhire dhire 5 minute choda.

Uske baad maine speed badha di. Aur lund aur chut ka milan jor jor se karwane laga. Jisse uske gand hilne lagti. Main uski gand dabane laga aur chodne laga. Lund pura ander bahar ho raha tha.

Usse bhi chudne mein maza aa raha tha. Main uske baal pakad ke khich kar, jor jor se lund ki pilai karne laga. Woh bas siskiyan le rahi thi.

Anita: Rohit. Kya mast chodte ho tum. Mujhe maza de diya hai tumne. Aise chudai shayad mere friends ne bhi nahi ki hogi.

Main: Yes. Meri jaan. Maza aa raha hai na?

Anita: Haa. Baby bohut aa raha hai. Lund mere pet mein ghus raha hai.

Lagbhag 30 minutes chodne ke baad, uski tight chut ne pani nikal diya. Main usse fir bhi chode jaa raha tha. Ab maine usse sidha kiya. Aur lund muh mein diya. Main bed per khade hoke, usse kutiya banke lund muh mein chodne laga.

Mera 7inch mota lund, Anita ke muh daba raha tha. Woh lund ko leke aankho se aansu nikal rahi thi. 10min lund chusne ke baad, maine uske muh mein hi pani nikal diya. Woh pani ko mujhe dekhte hue pi gayi. Aur maine use dekh kar hasne laga. Woh bhi hasi.

Maine kaha, “Maza aaya, jaan?”

Woh boli: Tum maza do. Aur kisi ko maza na aaye. Aisa ho sakta hai bhala.

Fir maine usse kiss kiya. Usne bhi kiss mein sath diya. Isse tarah romance ke baad, humne khana khaya aur thoda rest kiya. Toh din ke 1 baj gaye the. Maine usse fir se 1 round aur ache se choda.

Uske baad woh khush hoke, apne pair langdate hue chali. Usse chut mein dard ho raha tha. Usne mujhe mere paise diye. Main bhi waha se nikal gaya.

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After the doctor left our house, my husband (Dev) and I were thinking how to find a way out of it as it was a matter of our beloved son Rohit’s life.

Me: Dear, you heard what the doctor said?!

Dev: Yes, but it is really an unexpected solution.

Me: I know, but we have to do something. We can’t just ignore what the doctor said.

Dev: So, how can we make our son fuck a woman daily?!

Me: We could get him a wife.

Dev: I know, but how do we expect our son to marry and have sex with a mature woman? Also, our son is only 18 years old.

Me: You are right. No mature woman will marry a young boy like him. But can you think of anything else?

Dev: This one is also unpleasant; we could send him to the brothel.

Me: Oh God, no way I am sending him to a dirty place. It will ruin his whole life.

Like this, I and my husband were thinking and thinking. But there was no way out. Every possible idea was worse than the situation already was. I was running out of patience. Then my husband said, “Don’t worry, honey. Have faith in God. He has a plan for everything.”

Then I remembered that this was the same thing he said earlier when we found our son’s problem. Gradually, everything that happened after that was running through my mind. How we tried our best to find the cure and now we know a way out, but don’t know how to start.

Suddenly, I remembered the handjob which I gave my son earlier. It was so nice when it touched his dick, and also it helped my son a little. Then something was running into my mind. So, I said,

Me: Alright. As a mother, I will take this responsibility.

Dev (shocked): What are you saying, honey? This is TABOO!

Me: At this point, I don’t care. I must help him.

Dev: But, what will people say?

Me: People don’t need to know. If I do this, then we can keep it a secret and save him from every worst possible outcome.

Dev: You are not wrong, but it is incest.

Me: I know, but it is better this way. Remember you always tell me, “Have faith in God. He has a plan for everything”.

Then my husband started to think. Although it was for the sake of my son, it was also an unpleasant thing to do. Dev had come up with something then.

Dev: Alright, if it is best for our son, then we will help him.

Me: So, what am I going to do?

Dev: Don’t worry, honey, I will arrange everything. We will do it together.

I was curious at that time about what my husband was planning. We executed his plan at night when he returned from his work. He went to my son’s room after dinner. Then he explained our son the situation.

Dev: Son, your mom and I had a conversation with the doctor today. He said he found something helpful to you.

Son: What is it, Dad?

Dev: Well, it is unpleasant to say. If you have sex regularly, then you can get relief from this pain.

Son (shocked): What?! Who am I going to have sex with?

Dev: I know it is hard, but as your parents, we decided to help you.

Son: Is there no other way out?

Dev: Unfortunately, there is no other way out.

Then I entered my son’s room. I was dressed in a way that I had never worn in front of my son. Loose hair and a sleeveless blue nighty, showing off my big yummy cleavage. It was like I was about to seduce my son. Looking at my husband, I said, “I am ready, dear.” Then I sat near my husband and he said –

Dev: Don’t worry son, we are with you. Just sit and watch.

Then my husband started to kiss me in front of our son. I was also responding to him. Doing it in front of my son was really making me aroused. Even, Dev was touching all of my sensitive body parts. Our son was shocked at what we were doing in front of him. By seeing this, my son got a boner. It was like his dick would come out by ripping his pant.

Dev: Son, it’s okay, you should pull down your pants.

Son: Okay dad, but my dick started to hurt again.

Dev: Don’t worry, we will cure it for you.

Then he took out a packet of condoms from his pocket and asked Rohit to put it on. At that moment, I was almost sure that today I was going to have sex with my own son. My heart started to beat faster just thinking about it. Then my husband parted my legs and started to show my vagina to our son while fingering.

Dev said, “Son, now you may enter your dick inside here.”

Rohit was puzzled because he never expected this kind of thing. But he was a brave boy and he did as my husband said. However, he failed at his first attempt, his dick was too big for my little cunt. So, I helped him, grabbed his dick, and set it on my vagina. Then he gave the first stroke.

Me: Ahhh… Ahhh… (in pain).

Dev: Honey, are you okay?

Son: Mom, does it hurt?

Me: It’s okay, I can do it.

Dev: Okay son, you can start moving now.

My son started patting his dick in my pussy. My pussy was so tight compared to my son’s dick and I could barely take each of his strokes. My pussy walls were closing in and squeezing his big cock and inside my cunt, I felt extremely warm. I started screaming with pleasure and pain.

Mom: Ahhhh…Ammm… Ahhhh…

The noise was so much that my husband started kissing my lips intensely. My son’s cock was completely inside my cunt. I was experiencing extreme pleasure and pain for some time inside my pussy.

Dev: That’s my boy. I knew you could do it. Keep it up.

On every hard stroke, my whole body was moving and sending electric lust throughout my body. I was literally moaning like a whore in pleasure. Even the room was filled with the sounds “thap thap thap”. It was the sound of his cock hitting dip inside my pussy.

Finally, after 20 minutes of intercourse, we both moaned loudly and my son fell on the bed. Now, his pain was gone and was feeling good. My husband and I were happy to see this. We were kissing each other out of joy. Then he asked –

Dev: How are you feeling now, son?

Son: Super, dad! Never have I felt better than now (in joy).

Me: Thank God, I am so happy that we could find a way out of this great problem.

At that moment, my whole family was happy. And after a short time, me and my husband left the room and went to bed.

This story will be continued.

A couple of days after that incident, Raj’s eyes caught Priya’s towel drying her hair on the balcony. One of the reasons why men like Raj would prefer Rashmi over any woman of their age is, that she was at her sexual peak combined with her experience and obedience in the bedroom. Not only that, but it was more beautiful than most women who were in their 30s. Even though Priya was never a part of the plan, she had her mother’s looks and curves which had Raj thinking.

The following evening, Raj called up Vijay on his cellphone. It was an unknown number for Vijay, but he answered.

“Hi Vijay”, Raj greeted. Still, not over the incident from two days ago, Vijay did not know how to answer. He sighed loudly on the phone and said, “Hi”.

“I have another task for you”, Raj instructed. Since Raj now had very prominent proof of Vijay’s infidelity to his wife, he could get almost anything done through him.

Raj had asked him to convince Rashmi to have a threesome with them. Even though Rashmi was extremely reluctant to even give it a thought, it was nothing she had not already done for Vijay while they were back in college, so she agreed. Vijay called him back to let him know that Rashmi was on board with it.

Raj could see his goals getting closer. All he had to do was wait for that moment. He would lay awake in his bed at night thinking about all sorts of things he would want to do to her. It would still be a few days until Vijay revisits. He would often stand in his balcony glancing at Rashmi through her bedroom window.

A few days later, he got a call from Vijay.

“Meet me at Rashmi’s in half an hour and pretend you don’t know anything about what we discussed.”

Rashmi was under the influence that Raj was getting victimized as she had to seduce him to engage with her. Half an hour later, Raj showed up at Rashmi’s. Vijay was sitting right next to her. Rashmi was clearly nervous as she was not the same woman she was back in college who would get pimped out by Vijay and still be okay with it.

She got up and left for her bedroom hurriedly. Puzzled, Vijay followed her back to her room after a while. Raj could hear them talk over something, but only in whispers that were indecipherable to him. He went straight toward Rashmi’s bedroom and discreetly stood behind her while she was talking to Vijay. He kept getting closer to her from behind until she could feel his breath on her neck.

“I can’t do this, Vijay!”, Rashmi muttered.

“Sure you can. Don’t worry! We will take good care of you”, Vijay tried to sway her.

Raj lifted her kurti and started sliding his hands through her belly. It would have been miraculous for him to even wait a minute. His bulge was showing through his Bermuda. Before she could say anything more, Vijay started kissing her.

She was totally pressed against Raj who then grabbed the collar of her kurti and started tearing it open. One by one, the buttons of her kurti came off and fell to the ground and soon, her kurti was torn in half. She was not wearing a bra so her immense succulent breasts were now hanging brazenly.

While Vijay was kissing her on her lips, Raj feebly clasped one of her breasts and slid his other hand down in her panty all the while kissing her on her neck. She was now at the mercy of two men crowding her from both sides and playing with her. Vijay got rid of her remaining clothes and stood back watching her shiver as Raj enveloped her breasts with one hand while fingering her with the other.

After a while, Rashmi placed one of her hands on Raj’s enormous tent and started fondling it. Vijay came close and pulled her down on her knees. Raj and Vijay got themselves undressed while Rashmi sat there looking up at two men stroking their massive dicks over her face. Vijay took the charge and shoved his dick down her throat.

After a minute, she got comfortable and started stroking Raj’s dick while sucking on Vijay. Both of them took turns fucking her face for about 20 minutes. Rashmi’s pussy was craving for a dick now. She spontaneously got up and dragged both men to the bed holding their dicks. Then she pushed Vijay onto the bed and started sucking his dick while allowing Raj access to her soaked pussy.

“Come Raj, I know you had been wanting to fuck me for a while, don’t disappoint your aunt now.”

“You whore! I will take my time with you.”

Rashmi laughed while sucking Vijay’s dick. Raj lodged his dick in her pussy and started fucking her in doggy style.

The bed was squeaking as it was old and not of a very sturdy construction. It was certainly not meant to withstand what was going on, but it held on somehow. Raj’s fantasies had come true. He was enjoying it to the core. He pulled her hair tightly to make it easier for him to ride her.

Her wavering motion made it strenuous for her to suck Vijay so he got up on his knees. The harder that Raj hammered her, the deeper Vijay’s dick slithered down her throat. Raj made sure that he did not get carried away with his emotions because he wanted to last a very long time. He wanted to fuck her in every position possible before he was done with her for the time being. So he turned her over to lay her on her back and switched places with Vijay.

Now Vijay was enjoying her front hole when Raj was having his dick sucked while playing with her boobs. Raj took this opportunity to capture several more videos and snaps of her laying there compliantly getting ravaged by two men. He even got her to pose for some of them.

“Turn around, bitch. I want your ass now”, Raj said.

“What! No! I don’t do that.”

“I’m not asking for your permission”, said Raj in a demanding tone while he lifted her to turn her ass towards him. He lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders and tried to slide his dick in her ass. Rashmi had never done it before and her asshole was very tight. Raj kept forcing it in which was causing her hole to stretch out to make way for his thick dick.

“It’s not going in, Raj. Just fuck me in my front hole”, Rashmi pleaded while being exposed to pain.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch”, Raj said with a stern voice, “and stop wiggling so much”.

Vijay shoved his dick in her mouth to make her shut up. Raj tried to lubricate her ass with her pussy fluid and gave it a brawny push inside her asshole. His dick had gone in. Rashmi tried to squirm in pain, but it was harder to hear from her due to Vijay’s dick deep down in her throat. The only visible changes in her expression were her dilated pupils and wide-open eyes that were telling the story.

Initially, it was very hard for Raj to budge his massive dick in her ass because it was very tight. But it soon got smoother and Rashmi’s pain faded away. This was a totally new experience for her. As much as she was scared in the beginning, she was now enjoying it more than she had ever thought.

“It feels so good Raj”, she uttered in between her moments of relief when she was sucking Vijay’s balls.

Raj lifted Rashmi to make her sit on his dick.

“Have a taste of her ass, Vijay. I will fuck her pussy for a while now”, Raj said. While Rashmi was inserting Raj’s dick in her pussy, Vijay grabbed her ass from behind and started pounding her. Both of Rashmi’s holes were in action now. She felt the kind of sensation she had never felt in her life before.

Then she closed her eyes and let the two men devour her to their hearts’ content. Vijay gripped her hair from behind riding her like a horse. The clapping sound of Vijay against Rashmi’s ass and the screeching of the bed muffled Rashmi’s loud moans to a more pleasing tone. Raj seized her bouncing melons and pinched her hard nipples.

Both men swapped for her holes several times before they filled her up with their juices. They played with her for some more time and got her to suck clean their dicks before they decided to leave. Rashmi was too tired and was feeling a slight discomfort in her ass so she laid back in her bed while leaking from both her holes.

Raj and Vijay got dressed and soon left; closing the door of her house behind them. It was still some time before Priya would be back home so until that happened, Rashmi just slept in her bed undraped and soiled.

Raj woke up the next morning with a weird presupposition. There was no stopping him now. Vijay would not be back for another week and it was out of the question whether Raj could administer his hedonistic desires for that long.

He went over to Rashmi’s to see her again. To his surprise, Priya was home that day.

“Oh! Hi! I thought you would have already left for office”, Raj stuttered a bit.

“I usually leave by this time, but I decided to work from home today. Come on in.”

Priya was a relatively tall woman with very smooth skin. She was wearing a tank top that accented her ample bosoms with high and tight shorts that exhibited most of her lower body. She wore spectacles with a messy bun and the way she walked would stir any man’s loins.

“So, how are you?”, Priya asked.

“I’m doing quite well actually. My dad’s business has expanded to Indore now, so they are probably going to be away for some more time. What about you? I heard you are doing quite well at your job.”

“Come on Raj, don’t make fun of me. I have a job. A job! The word itself is self-explanatory as to how good or bad it is. I sit there for 8 hours just wanting to get back home and indulge in something worthwhile.”

“It can’t be that bad.”

“It is. And you know how I know that? I’m going to go to my room now and sit in front of a laptop working while you can sit on this comfortable sofa and probably watch TV if you want and not worry about such things. Anyway, mom’s taking a shower so you are welcome to wait if you want. I have some work I need to finish so I’ll be in my room. If you need anything, just let me know.”

As she walked back to her room, Raj couldn’t help but notice her big wobbly ass that he would have loved to lay his hands on. He went to her room where she was sitting at the study table working. Her room was kind of a mess.

Her clothes, makeup, books, and everything in the room looked like they had been in one hell of a storm to be in a state they were in. She noticed Raj was at the door of her room looking around, probably trying to find a place to sit or even stand if it was possible.

“Oh, I’m so sorry Raj. Let me just clear it all up. I don’t get a lot of visitors, especially in my bedroom”, Priya tried to justify her room’s condition.

“It’s alright. Considering everything else, I thought your lap might be the safest place here”, Raj tried to flirt in a rather cheesy way.

“You are funny. just give me a minute to sort all of it.”

Raj checked her out from top to bottom while she was busy straightening out her room. Every time she would bend down, be it her back or front, they both provided a rather enticing sight for him.

“Could you do me a favor”, Raj asked.

“Yeah, sure. What is it?”, Priya enquired.

“I’m having a weird sensation in my stomach. Could you get me some medicine from the nearby store?”

“Okay. Why don’t you sit for now and I’ll be back in 10 minutes.”

“Thanks.”

Priya dressed up and left for the nearby medical store. Raj locked the main door and went straight to Rashmi’s bedroom. She was in the shower. As the house was occupied by only women, there was no need for Rashmi to keep her room locked. Strangely enough, when Raj twisted the bathroom door, it opened up as it was not locked from the inside.

Rashmi was behind the shower curtain so she thought it must be Priya in her bathroom. Raj took off his clothes and threw them on her bed. He then went straight behind the curtain to where Rashmi was lathering herself. She could not see clearly until she rinsed off her face.

“Raj! What are you doing here? How did you come inside?”, Rashmi clamored.

“Calm down”, Raj grabbed her by her waist and pinned her against the wall, “I came here to see you”, and started biting her neck.

“You should leave Raj, Priya is home, we will get into trouble if she finds out.”

“She is not at home. I sent her on an errand. She won’t be back for some time”, Raj said while caressing her boobs and kissing her.

“Still, we could get into trouble, and haven’t you fucked me enough yesterday?”, Rashmi’s voice dialed down to a less compelling tone.

“Enough? Oh, I could never have had enough of you. Get on your knees.”, Raj smirked at her.

Rashmi had little to no power over him. She got down on her knees. She knew what she had to do, so instead of wasting any more time talking about it and risking Priya finding out, she started sucking his dick.

Raj felt good about the fact that he now had control over one of his neighbors. He was going to use her well. Then he clutched Rashmi’s hair and started to deepthroat her. He had her suck his dick for a good amount of time before he decided that he now wanted to fuck her. But the bathtub was slippery.

He brought her out to her bedroom, laid her on her back, and spread her legs wide. Just as he was about to put his dick in her, the doorbell rang. It was Priya at the door.

Hello, I am Mandar. Back again with a partial real-life adventure with a menial housewife.

A little about me: I am a well-settled photographer in Bangalore. I am average-looking and around 5.10 in height. By profession, I meet a lot of local girls who aspire to a modelling career.

However, the story is from 2016, when I was a simpleton final-year student in an art school back in Mumbai. My father was a teacher in a college, and my mother used to teach in kindergarten. Growing up, I was a very street-smart and studious kid.

We used to live in a very old government building. The one with cracks. It had 4 storeys. Around 8 families stayed there. Mostly Maharashtrian families. The majority of them were middle class in background.

About Mhatre Family:

Mhatre family 5 people living in a 1 BHK flat. Mhatre Uncle (53) had a medical shop. They had 2 kids, 1 my age and the other was younger.

Mhatre Uncle’s mother (72) used to stay with them. She was a religious old hag.

And finally, Malini Mhatre (41). The hardworking housewife of the Mhatre family. She embodied the spirit of a typical middle-class woman trying hard to make ends meet.

Malini aunty had a very ordinary figure. She had a chubby waist and thick thighs. She had the common mommy-boobs. Held together by her sweaty blouse.

Malini aunty always wore a very cheap saree. Hardly 400-500 rupees worth. Her thighs were always exposed when she used to do domestic chores like sweeping, washing, etc. She wore a black Mangalsutra hanging around her neck, along with a cute black bindi on her forehead.

Mhatre Uncle and Malini aunty were happily married. However, Uncle had a gambling addiction. I had seen him play cards on the roadside with the local goons.

Now, coming to the story. I had just started a new job at a studio. I used to get paid around 20-25k. One day, while coming back from work, I stopped at a local pawn shop to get some camera spare parts. The pawn shop was nestled under a dimly lit bar.

Nadeem, a long-time friend of my dad, owned it. He paid well for scrap. As I entered, Nadeem greeted me.

Nadeem: Hey Mandar, how’s it going?

Me: Nothing, mate, just wanted some spare part for…

Suddenly, the shop door creaked open. A woman walked in, her presence announced by the playful jingle of her bangles. It was Malini aunty. She wore an old yellow saree with a black blouse. A glimpse of her white bra strap peeked out from under her blouse.

Malini was breathing heavily. Causing her tits to rise and fall rhythmically. I could see her cleavage clearly. Her fat nipples were pointing out inside the blouse.

Malini: Nadeem, how much for these bangles?

She took out a small paper packet from her saree pallu and placed it on the counter. Nadeem opened it and took out 2 silver bangles. He started inspecting them. They looked expensive.

Nadeem: I can give you 25k for both

Malini: But I need atleast 50k.

Nadeem: No, madam, I can’t give you more.

Malini aunty frowned and let out a sigh.

Malini: Okay! I want cash.

Nadeem took the bangles and went inside the store. I tried to make a conversation.

Me: How are you, aunty? All good?

Malini: Yes, beta, all good. Just needed some money.

Me: Those bangles were very pretty.

Malini: Yes, we got them for Diwali last year.

She became a little sad.

Me: Why are you selling them?

Malini aunty told me that she needed some money urgently to pay off some people. And she was forced to sell the bangles.

Malini: Mandar, please don’t tell Uncle. He doesn’t know I am here.

Me: Okay, aunty. I won’t tell.

Nadeem came with a bundle of cash and gave it to Malini aunty. She started counting the notes. She then pulled out a 500 rupee and slipped into her blouse.

Malini: Thank you, Nadeem.

She left the shop in a jiffy. Being an over-analyser, I started to connect some dots. Maybe Malini was trying to pay off some debts. Maybe the Mhatre family was in some crisis.

So I just went after her. She was walking really fast. Her ass jiggled as she walked. And her saree was stuck in her butt crack. One could see two squishable cushions.

Me: Malini aunty, Malini aunty wait.

Malini aunty slowed down and looked behind in haste. She wasn’t in the chatty mood, I suppose.

Me (again): Aunty…wait.

Malini: Yes, Mandar.

Me: Is there a problem? Why do you need money so urgently?

Malini hesitated. But something told me that she wasn’t comfortable with the question. But I was persistent.

Me: Aunty, I can help, maybe. What’s the matter?

Malini: Beta, Uncle gambles a lot. His gambling habit brought some goons to our house yesterday. They stripped us of every last penny.

Me: Shit, why don’t you go to the police?

Malini: No, no beta. Police will throw my husband in jail for gambling

Me: How much do you owe those people?

Malini: 3 lac rupees.

Me: Oh god! How will you manage this?

Malini: We have agreed to give them some 20k every month. And they took our scooter. And if I tell my husband that I sold the bangles, he will get very upset.

Me: Don’t worry, aunty, it will get better.

I felt bad for Malini aunty. She was doing everything she could to help her family. But the debt was very popular in our world.

Malini: okay, Mandar, I have to go before Uncle comes home.

As she turned away, two goons rode up on a bike parked beside us. One, with a Bisleri bottle in hand, drenched her with a splash right there in the middle of the road.

Goon: Hey bitch, we want our money soon. Or we will fuck your husband.

The goons threw the bottle at her and drove away.

Malini Aunty’s blouse was drenched. Her hair was partially soaked and clung to her cleavage. She was ashamed and was breathing heavily. Her Mangalsutra was going up and down with her tits ad she breathed heavily.

Malini aunty started sobbing. She was embarrassed in public. Everyone around was looking down on her. She was in shock. I stepped up to help her.

But my eyes fell on her wet blouse. Her massive mommy boobs were partially wet. I could clearly see her coin-size nipples. Damn, they were huge, as if swollen.

As I ravished her body with my eyes, I saw her chubby belly. It had a mole. And stretch marks. The water was now dripping all the way to her thighs. Malini Aunty’s luscious, thick thighs were now clearly cupped by her saree. And I could see her panty lining.

I instantly had a hard-on. Being from a middle-class family, I always had the fetish of fucking an aunty by merely lifting her saree. I tried to get a glance at her ass. So I slowly stepped behind her, pretending to comfort an innocent woman.

Uff! Her gigantic Indian-milf ass was clearly sculpted through the wet fabric. A portion of her saree was stuck in her butt crack. I felt like just squeezing my palm inside that crack. I had never imagined Malini aunty as a sexual entity in my life.

But looking at her busty, voluptuous piece of flesh, I had all kinds of animalistic poundings running in my mind. I could jerk off on her right there. But I held my horses. And thought it through. I could easily take advantage of this. I went near her and helped her walk home.

I touched her wet shoulders to give her support and gently tried to caress her back. She was not talking. As we reached our building, I dropped her and came back home. I just slammed my bag on the couch, went to the washroom and jerked my cock real hard.

I couldn’t get Malini’s wet ass out of my mind. I imagined all the things I could stuff in her asshole. I could spank that ass 100 times. Or maybe more. With a wooden scale.

That night, I masturbated atleast 4-5 times thinking of Malini’s luscious thighs. I drained my dick of every last drop of cum. I passed out with my dick in my hand!

The next day, I had a simple plan to get Malini in my bed. She needed money. I had money. I could buy Malini’s consent and control every fat on her body. I was sure she would do anything to protect her family from public humiliation. So I started spying on her moves.

That day, Malini was drawing rangoli in front of her door. She was squatting in Indian style on the floor. Her saree was pulled above the knee. Uff! I could see Malini’s exposed thighs. Her skin got darker towards her panty region. Typical middle-class woman.

I picked up my bag for the office and walked down the stairs. I stopped near her door, where she was sitting. Her massive ass was still messing with my mind.

Me: Hey Malini, aunty, I want to talk a little.

Malini: Yes, beta, tell me.

She was focusing on the rangoli. I didn’t know how to ask subtly, so I chose the path of a psychopath and went straight to the topic.

Me: I can give you money every month. 20k at least

Malini: Shush. Talk slowly. Uncle is home

I took off my bag and sat behind her. She was sitting on her butt now. And I was exactly behind her. I could see the sweat on her shoulder and a white bra strap from behind.

I went near her ear and whispered.

Me: I can give you money. What will you give me?

Malini: What are you talking about? I don’t need your money.

Me: I know you need my money. That goon from yesterday has a mechanic shop right down the street. What if he bothers you again?

I laughed devilishly. Malini sensed the evil.

Malini: We will manage something. Please go away

Me: But I can give you money now. And you don’t have to be embarrassed again!

Malini: Listen, I said I don’t want your money.

I was persistent.

Me: Okay then! I will tell Uncle that you sold the bangles. In fact, I will tell everyone about the debts.

Malini was scared now. Her hand froze.

Malini: Please don’t tell this to anyone, beta. We are simple people.

Me: And I have a simple cock. And I want you to suck it now.

Malini was dumbstruck. She couldn’t process what I said. She didn’t utter a word. But started shivering a little. I inserted my hand inside her blouse from behind and pinched her on her soft skin. She let out a cute moan, “Aah, Bhagwan.” (Oh god)

Me (still whispering): So what say? You and me, in my house. No one is home. What about a quick sucking of my cock?

And I spanked Malini softly. I didn’t lift my hand from her bum. I started caressing it. My cock sprung in my pants.

Malini: Why are you doing this, Mandar?

Me: I don’t want the goons to trouble you. I don’t think they will use condoms, hahaha.

Malini: Shameless, I am older than you.

Me: So you know exactly what to do with a cock, hahaha.

With this, I grabbed her ass cheek over her saree and shook it. Malini got up.

Malini: Listen, Mandar, this is not right.

Me: Hmmm, okay!

I removed a bundle of 500 rupee notes and flashed in front of her. Malini’s eyes lit up with greed. She tried to reach out to it. I took my hand back. I slipped one note in her bra from behind.

Malini was confused about what to do. On the one hand, she needed the money. But she also loved her husband.

Me: I know you want the money! But you’ve got to make me happy, Malini

Malini: But what if someone finds out?

Me: Don’t worry. No one will

Malini: What will I have to do?

Me: That’s like a good girl!

I grabbed her waist from behind. And whispered to her

Me: Come near my home in 2 minutes.

Malini: Okay, I will come.

I walked the stairs and went home. I was still in my office clothes. A T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I heard Malini coming. Her bangles were jingling. I could see a clear view of her deep and plump cleavage. My whole cock would fit in there.

I kept the door open for her. Malini was barefoot. Only a little anklet on her legs. She was nervous as she stood near the door.

Me: Come inside.

Malini: Where is my money?

Me: Oh, I forgot. Here it is.

I pulled out a roll of 5000 rupees. And flashed it to her.

Me: Come here and take it.

I slipped the money in my underpants. Malini was stoked. She was breathing heavily. Malini tiptoed towards me and stood close to me.

Malini: Eek, I can’t touch it.

Me: Shut up and take it, you bitch.

Malini was scared. She slid her hand into my jeans. She went further inside my underwear. And that’s when I grabbed her hand from outside. I started rubbing her hand on my dick.

Simultaneously, I pulled her near me with my other hand. She pulled out the roll. I placed my hand on her head and gently pushed her down on her knees. She bent most sensually. My cock hardened at its fullest

Me: Malini, my bitch, suck me now.

Malini: Chee Mandar, I can’t do this.

Me: Oh, but you have to, slut! Come on now.

Malini unzipped my pant and pulled my dick out through the zipper. It slapped on her face. She didn’t move.

Me: Malini, I am going to play a game with you! I am setting up a timer. I want you to make me cum in exactly 2 minutes.

I took out my phone and opened the countdown timer on my Nokia phone.

Malini: What?

Me: Yes! Do whatever you want to! But as the alarm goes off, my juices should be on your tongue.

Malini: Cheee. Please. Can we do something else?

Me: No bitch. Come on, the timer starts NOW. If I don’t shed my cum, you get no money.

Malini panicked. She slipped my cock in her mouth. She was sloppy. She started jerking my cock brutally.

Me: Ah, Malini come on.

Malini: Gawp, gawp, gawp…

She was furiously sucking my cock. I could feel her throat. I could see her mangalsutra from above. It was jingling. Malini was not slowing down. She was gulping me. Her spit was all over my cock and my pants. Her head was furiously moving to and fro.

100 sec…….101…..102…..103….

Malini was gagging. She opened her teary eyes and looked above at me. I couldn’t believe it. She was smiling. My cock was still inside her. Malini pressed my balls with the other hand and gave a final suck. I quenched my fists, held the back of her head and pushed myself inside her mouth hard.

And bam! I came loads inside her. I did not let her go. Malini had stopped moving. Her eyes were still staring right into mine. With a moment of weakness, I let her go. She withdrew her head. A lot of cum and spit was oozing out of her mouth.

Me: Oh, Malini, you are so good.

Malini (coughing): It’s been years since I have been treated like this

Me: Oh, get used to it bitch. I want this every day.

Malini (smiled slyly): How about every night?

Me: Oh, you slut. I will fill you in every night.

Malini: Now, quick. Give me my money.

I took the roll of 5000 rupees and stuffed it in her cleavage. She looked like an authentic hooker. Malini seductively pushed it deeper inside.

Me: Now leave. I have to go to the office.

Malini went to the door and locked it from the inside. She turned and slowly dropped down her saree pallu. She placed one hand on her cunt.

Malini: Are you really done with me, Mandar? (She said with a deep voice)

Me: What do you mean, slut?

Malini: Mhatre Uncle hasn’t been inside me for a year now. Do you want to make my cunt loose again?

Me: Oh Malini, you whore, come here.

Malini: Ah ah, one minute. We have to make it real quick. Say, 2 minutes??

Me: I don’t think I can last any longer against your voluptuous flesh.

Malini: Aw, you are cute, Mandar.

Me: But I don’t have a condom.

Malini frowned. She took to thinking.

Malini: I have a solution for that, honey.

Me: What?

Malini: Why don’t you buy it from Mhatre Uncle’s shop hahaha.

Me: You kinky whore! I will be back in 5 minutes.

Malini came near me and grabbed my cock. She bit me voraciously on my neck.

Malini: I will wait for you.

I ran out of the door. Climbed all the fleets. I was panting by the time I reached the medical shop.

Mhatre Uncle: Beta, what happened?

Me: Nothing, Uncle. I have to buy something. But please don’t tell anyone.

Mhatre Uncle: What happened, kid?

Me (whispered): I want a condom. Give me your best one.

Mhatre Uncle: The kid has finally grown up, huh! Take this one. It comes in a Coffee flavour. It makes you last longer.

I was thinking, “What a loser. Your wife is opening her legs for me. I am going to cum litres in your wife in the coming months.”

Me: Thank you, Uncle. Bye.

Mhatre Uncle: Give her your best shot.

I ran as hard as I could. I was panting. I rushed up the stairs. Malini’s naked thighs were making me drool as I ran. I reached my home. As I opened the door, I couldn’t have expected what I saw.

Malini aunty was sitting on a chair. She had lifted her saree till her inner thighs and her panty were stuffed in her cleavage.

Malini: Come on, my king. I can’t wait anymore.

Me: Oh, you bitch. I promised your husband that I would give you a good time.

Malini: Remember Mandar. 2 minutes. Nut fast. I’ve got to make tiffins for the kids.

I lowered my pants just enough to get my cock out. I opened the condom packet. And pulled it over my cock. The condom smelled of coffee beans.

I held Malini’s thighs and spread them the widest I could. Her hole was facing my cock directly. I held her calves in the air.

I pushed my cock directly inside her luscious dark cunt. Phach!

Me: Aah, Malini, you are so wet.

Malini: Shut up and start moving.

She bit her lips and quenched her fists on my t-shirt. Her toes curled in the air. I started pumping her furiously. Her bangles were clanking loudly. The chair was croaking with every thrust.

Malini: Uff! Aah, Mandar.

Me: Oh shit, I can’t believe I am fucking you.

Malini was still fully dressed. Her blouse was sweaty, and her nipples were erect. She was biting her lips, and her eyes were closed. I lifted her mangalsutra with my tongue and held it with my teeth. I moved my one hand to her boob. I crushed it with all my might.

I was counting my thrusts. 25…26….27…. I wanted to cum hard. I still had 30 seconds to go. I started talking dirty to her.

Me: Hey Malini, will you blow Mhatre Uncle with my cum in your mouth?

Malini: Yes Mandar. In fact, I will let him lick my cunt with that mouth, too.

Me: You are a slut, Malini. I am going to fuck you in more ways than they show online.

Malini: You kids nowadays!

Me: You are killing me, Malini. You have a soggy wide pussy.

Malini: I know, beta. Your father also used to hit on me before, hahaha.

Me: You bitch, can’t keep your legs closed, can you?

Malini: Aah, you are so good.

Me: Say my name, you whore

Malini: Mandar, you are making me go mad. I think I am squirting,

Me: I am cumming too, Malini, you are so hot

I increased my speed to the fullest. My heartbeat was racing. Every time my crotch touched her pussy, I felt a step closer to cumming hard.

The buzzer went off. I gave a final hard push and hit her crotch hard. The chair moved a bit. And I drained all my load in her.

Me: Oh Malini.

Malini: Mandar, I can feel my squirt

We both stayed in the same position for a few seconds. I pulled out my cock in one thrust and gave her boobs a hard squeeze.

Malini: Ah, it hurts, Mandar.

Me: Get used to it, bitch.

We both got dressed again. I asked Malini to leave first. Our building had multiple spying aunties. I couldn’t take a risk.

Malini wore her white panty back and adjusted her saree. She left in a hurry. I spanked her cutely as she left.

Malini: I will wait for more money Mandar, hahaha.

Me: I own you now, Malini.

She left in a jiffy. I couldn’t believe that I pounded my neighbour’s aunty. And I got the condom from her husband. The thought itself made me hard again.

Thank you for reading through the story, people!

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Hello, Everyone. I’m Vikarn, a 36-year-old, well-settled guy from Delhi. I’m a big fan of ISS, and I have been reading stories about ISS for the last 5 years.

Today, I gained some courage and thought to pen down my experience and share it with everyone. It’s a proper story, so I’ll not be jumping directly to the fun part.

So, let’s begin. This is the story about my sex experience at 21 at my first job in a call centre with my Team leader. It happened when I was working in one of the call centres in Delhi.

I live with my family, who are very orthodox. Belonging to an orthodox family, I had very little chance to enjoy my life or watch some good stuff at home. Somehow, I finished my graduation and got selected for a call centre for my first job.

The next day, which was Monday, was my joining date. The office where I got recruited was located in South Delhi near the airport. My team leader was Mrs. Shruti Sharma.

She is a beautiful woman who was around 33 years old. She was 5’4” tall with a nice body. She had a sexy face and was always dressed in sarees. She was married, but she never mentioned her husband’s name. I was really happy to get selected by her.

After joining her team, on the first day, she asked me some questions.

Shruti ma’am: What are your qualifications?

Me: I have done B. E.

Shruti ma’am: Oh OK, now come, let us see what you can do. You will be trained by me and then by other senior members of our team.

Me: OK, sure, ma’am.

The next day after my joining, I was introduced to all the team members. They were all very friendly. After the introduction, I was told to go to the training room. In the training room, many people were sitting on chairs and tables and also on the floor.

Shruti ma’am: Vikarn, sit here and listen to me carefully. First, you will learn the basics, and then after 2 weeks, I’ll share more knowledge.

Me: Sure, ma’am.

Shruti ma’am: By the end of the training, you will be able to handle any customer, and also you will be able to answer any question thrown at you.

Me: Sure, ma’am, I’m excited.

After the training, she showed me the place where I would work. About 30 people were working there. Most of them were females. So the first 10 days of the training went very well. I also started taking calls with the help of Shruti Ma’am.

But there was one problem. I could not concentrate on the work due to the fact that I had never been exposed to such a kind of environment. There were more girls than boys in the team. I was getting attracted to every girl because all of them were equally beautiful as Shruti Ma’am.

I started to fantasize about my teammates a lot, and I was attracted to everyone. I used to look at them. Even though I didn’t say anything to them, I still felt that they were looking at me. I used to feel uncomfortable whenever I looked at them.

One day, Shruti ma’am came to my desk and said.

Shruti ma’am: Vikarn,  I want to show you something.

Me: Yes, ma’am, sure.

She took out a mobile phone from her bag and said.

Shruti ma’am: See this video. What do you think you are doing here?

Me: Ma’am, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to do it.

Shruti ma’am: I have been noticing you, and the way you look at other girls and your teammates is not appropriate. You know, if anyone complains, you might get terminated immediately.

Me: Yes, ma’am, I understand. It won’t happen again.

After that conversation, I went back to my seat and started working. After my shift, I left for home, afraid. The next day, as soon as I reached the office, Shruti ma’am called me to her seat and asked.

Shruti ma’am: Are you comfortable with doing the night shift?

Me: Yes, ma’am,  I’m fine with night shifts.

Shruti ma’am: OK, then I’ll put you in the 3rd shift, which is 10:30 pm to 7 am and Saturday and Sunday week off from 1st November onwards.

Me: OK, ma’am.

Everything thing went well, and I got my salary on time. I was happy that there were no escalations on me.

So November started, and I was all set for my first night shift. I went to the office and reached at 10:30 pm to see a shock waiting for me. Only 3 people from my team, including me,  Shruti Ma’am and one more guy, were there in the shift.

The other guy named Akash left early because of some personal emergency. Now, only Shruti Ma’am and I were left to cover the entire shift. Since it was an Indian call centre, we didn’t have much work that night. So I thought to take a break and asked Shruti ma’am for it, and she said OK.

She came with me and asked me what I would eat. I said I only wanted to smoke since I already had dinner. After smoking, I went inside and took my laptop. I sat beside her desk, and we started talking.

Openly, I said that I liked her, accepting that whatever can happen now. Shruti ma’am looked at me and said,

Shruti ma’am: I knew it, Vikarn, and I guessed by your looks. But do you know I’m married?

Me: Yes, ma’am, but…

She stopped me there and asked me to come to the meeting room to discuss further. She booked a meeting room on the second floor where no one was there. She took me to the meeting room.

We both sat down, and she said,

Shruti ma’am: So tell me what you want now. You know that I’m married, right?

Me: Yes, I know that. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said it.

Shruti ma’am: No, it’s OK. I know you’re not like that, but I know how you feel.

Me: Ma’am, I just needed a hug from you, and I promise I will forget whatever I said.

Shruti ma’am: OK, fine, but don’t tell this to anyone, please.

Me: Sure, ma’am.

She opened her arms. I went into her arms and hugged her so tightly. She asked, “So this is how much you like me?” I said, “Yes,” and I whispered in her ears, “Shruti ma’am, I badly want you.”

Shruti ma’am: OK, I didn’t expect that, but anyways, I like your hug. It’s been a while since I felt so good and warm.

Me: Thank you, Shruti ma’am.

I kissed her lips softly. To my surprise, she didn’t pull back but kissed me so deep with her tongue. She said, “OK, Vik, I wanted to do this for so long and was waiting for you to make the move.

Me: Well, I did make the move, and you were very receptive.

She smiled and kissed me harder, took my hand, and kept it on her stomach. It was slightly visible inside her pallu. I started rubbing her soft skin and played with her beautiful navel. I made her lie down on the conference table.

Then I removed her pallu and started kissing her navel. I held her erect nipples from her blouse and ran my tongue over her stomach and navel. She was breathing hard and lightly moaning.

She moaned and said, “Vik, Vik, Vik,” and she grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards her. And started sucking my lips. I moved my hands from her belly to her breasts and played with them.

I then removed her bra and took her boobs in my hands. I started massaging them and playing with them. She was moaning. She grabbed my head and pushed it towards her cleavage.  I licked her cleavage and sucked her nipples. She was moaning loudly.

Then I moved my hands to her waist, undid her saree and removed it completely. She was wearing a petticoat underneath, which I removed as well. Now she was in her panty only, and she was looking like a sex god and very hot. I could clearly see her panty was wet already.

I then went near her pussy and kissed it. I put my fingers in her pussy and started fingering her pussy. She was moaning and saying, “ Vik, come eat it. It’s yours, darling, come on.”

I then put my face between her legs and licked her pussy and her clit. She cum hard on my face. She said, “Vik, baby, please fuck me, fuck me hard.” I then got up and removed my pants and boxer, and put my dick inside her pussy.

I started fucking her. I was fucking her hard and fast, and she was enjoying it. I was fucking her for almost 15 minutes when I came inside her pussy. We both rested for some time. Then we dressed up, and I asked her, “Shruti ma’am, are you OK now?”

Shruti ma’am: Yeah, Vik, I feel much better now.

Then I sucked her lips and hugged her from behind, and slowly started spooning her. I was kissing her neck and said, “Shruti ma’am, I love you. I want you every day, please.” She whispered, “ I lust for you, Vik.” Then we left the room and went back to our seats.

This is the end of the first part, friends. Thank you, everyone, for reading this story. Do give me feedback on how it was and if you want me to make any changes. You can send your feedback to [email protected].

Hi, mera naam Supriya hai aur main Pune se hu. Main ek office randi hu. Mera manager, team leader, MD sab meri chut aur gand kayi bar chod chuke hai. Kabhi kabhi to tino mujhe ek sath chodte hai.

Mere chut mein do lund ek sath lena mujhe bohut pasand hai. Meri badi Didi ki age 27 hai. Par woh jada padhi likhi nahi hai. Hamari garibi ke vajah se use apni padhai adhuri chodni padi.

Main bhi sirf 12th pass hu. Lekin apni chut aur gand ke dum pe main acchi corporate job kar rahi hu. Humare papa ki tailor shop hai jo jyada nahi chalti hai aur mummy housewife hai.

Meri badi Didi bilkul sidhi sadhi hai aur aaj tak usne kisise bhi apni chut nahi chudwai hai. Woh thodi savli aur kam padhi likhi hai. Aur upar se hamari garibi ke karan uski shadi nahi ho pa rahi thi. Sab log bada dahej mangte the.

Ek bar Didi ke liye humare gaon se ek bohut accha aur paisevala rishta aya. Lekin ladkevale 20 lakh rupaya dahej mang rahe the. Kyunki unki beti ki shadi mein unhone utnahi dahej diya tha.

Unke ghar mein do ladke aur ek ladki thi. Bade bhai ki shadi ho chuki thi aur badi Didi bhi shadi shuda thi. Chhote bete ke liye mere Didi se bat chala rahe the. Lekin hum itna dahej nahi de sakte the to shadi lagbhag tutne vali thi.

Ab main Didi aur maa papa ki udasi aur nahi dekh sakti thi. Aur maine than li ke Didi ki shadi isi ghar mein hogi. Ek din maine Didi ke honevale sasur ji ko call kiya. Aur kaha ke mujhe aapse milna hai aur dahej ki baat karni hai.

Pehle unhone mana kiya ke hum tumhare baap se baat kar lenge. Lekin maine jada hi jor laga ke kaha aap bas ek baar milne aiye. Woh maan gaye.

Meri mummy papa agle din Didi ko leke mama ke ghar jane vale the. Kyunki vaha bhi unhone ek ladka dekha tha. Par woh itna jada amir nahi tha. Main office ka bahana bana ke ghar hi ruk gayi.

To maine Didi ke honewale sasur ko usi din milne ko kaha. Woh kaam ke liye Pune aate rehte the isliye woh bhi maan gaye. Next day maine office se chutti leli. Aur subah naha dho ke waxing vagera kar ke apne aap ko aur apni chut ko bilkul chikna kar diya.

Ek badhiya si tight safed leggings jo ki kafi transparent thi aur bohut jada tight thi aur safed top pehen liya. Andar jan bujke maine koi slip nahi pehni aur bra aur panty ke upar hi leggings aur top pehen liya.

Jan bujhke maine sexy netwali red panty aur red bra pehen li jo bilkul visible thi. Main bohut jada gori hu aur mere upar thik thak fat hai. Mere boob 34 aur gand 38 hai aur kamar 30 hai. Mere office valo se gand marwane ke karan meri gand kafi gol aur ubhari hui hai.

Lagbhag dopahar 12 baje ghar ki bell baji. Main samajh gayi thi ke honewale sasur aye honge. Maine darvaja khola aur dekhte hi chonk gayi. Kyunki sasurji ke sath hi unka bada beta bhi tha.

Main man hi man sochne lagi ke aaj bhi dono se ek sath chudvana padega. Woh dono jaisehi andar aye mujhe tadte hi rah gaye. Maine koi dupatta nahi liya tha aur mera top thoda deep neck tha. Is vajah se mere gore gore papite bahar jhalak rahe the aur sexy si deep cleavage dikh rahi thi.

Maine sharmane ka natak karte hue jhat se dupatta le liya jo ki tarnsperent hi tha. Aur unke pair chhune ke liye aise jhuki ke sasur ji mere cleavage dekh sake. Aur unka bada beta meri transperent leggings ke through meri panty aur meri gol ubhari hui gand dekh sake.

Maine unko andar bulaya aur sofe pe baithne ki vinati ki. Main samajh chuki thi ye dono apna hosh kho chuke hai. Maine andar se darvaja band kar liya. Ab ghar mein bas hum tin log hi the.

Sasur ka naam Mohan tha aur bade bete ka naam Mukesh tha. Main kitchen se chai aur biscuit leke ayi. Aur chai table par rakhte samay fir se aise jhuki ke woh acche se mere boobs ka najara dekh sake aur mere laal bra dekh sake.

Main jan bujhke lagbhag adha minute unke samne aise hi jhuki rahi. Mujhe dikh raha tha ki unke lund sakht hona shuru ho gaye the. Maine dahej ki baat chedi. “Hum dahej nahi de payenge. Mere papa ki majboori aap please samajhiye. Meri did bohut acchi hai woh aapke ghar ko swarg bana degi.”

Lekin woh dono meri baat sunane mein bilkul interested nahi the. Woh bas mujhe upar se niche tak tade jaa rahe the. Main vaqt ki najakat pehchan gayi aur jan bujhke sasurji ke samne jhuk gayi aur unke pair pakad liye.

Aur kaha ke, “Aap ye rishta pakka kar dijiye, dahej ke badle aap ko main kuch aisa dungi jiska maza aap jindagibhar le sakte ho.” Aise bolke main sidha sasur jike god mein baith gayi aur unka hath mere boobs pe rakh diya.

Woh ekdam se surprise ho gaye. Mukesh bhi ankhe fad ke dekhne laga. Mujhe sasurji ka tana hua khada lund apni gand pe mehsoos ho raha tha. Woh bilkul garam ho gaye the. 1-2 minute tak hum isi position mein baithe rahe.

Kuch samay bad unhe hosh aya. Unka hath already mere boob pe tha. Unhone muskurate hue kaha, “Kya kya de sakti ho?” Maine bhi khush hoke muskurake kaha, “Jo aap mango.”

Mukesh piche se bol pada, “Sirf unhe hi ya mujhe bhi?” Main samajh gayi ke aaj to chudai aur shadi dono pakki hai. Sasur ji ne mujhe god mein uthaya aur mujhe andar ke kamare mein le gaye.

Mujhe bed par leta diya aur Mukesh ko bole, “Teri biwi ko to kayi baar donone sath milke choda hai. Aaj isko bhi chodenge.” Main bhi khush ho gayi. Aur sasur ji ke lips pe apne lips rakh ke kiss karne lagi.

Mukesh ka hath leke apni gand pe rakh diya. Dono bilkul pagal ho gaye the aur jald se jald mujhe chodna chahte the. Sasur ji ne ek hi jhatke mein apni pant aur underwear dono utar di. Main sann rah gayi.

Lagbhag 60 ki umar mein bhi unka lund iss tarike se fadfada raha tha jaise abhi bas 19 saal ke ho. Unka lund kafi mota aur bada tha. Kam se kam 8-inch ka to hoga hi. Main bina koi wakt gavaye kiss tod diya. Aur jhuk ke unka lund apne mu mein lene lagi.

Ye dekh Mukesh ne bhi apna lund bahar nikal diya. Main samajh gayi ke aaj to main bachungi nahi. Mukesh ka lund to sasur ji se bhi bada tha. Uska lauda bilkul 9-inch ka tha aur itna mota tha ke meri kalayi bhi uske lund se choti hogi.

Main sasurjika lund mast chus rahi thi. Bich bich mein unke gote bhi mu mein leke chus rahi thi. Mukesh bhi ab bohut garam ho gaya tha. Usne meri leggin utarna shuru kiya. Maine bhi use respond kiya aur apni leggings utar di.

Ab woh mere panty ke upar se hi apna lund meri gand mein ragad raha tha. Sasur ji ne tabhi usko roka aur bole, “Pehla haq mera hai, bad mein tu lena iss randi ko.”

Mukesh ne haan mein gardan hilayi aur meri gand pe zor se thappad mara. Itna jor se ke meri gori gand bilkul laal ho gayi. Ab sasur ji mere piche aye. Aur unki jagah Mukesh ne mere mu mein uska lund thus diya.

Sasur ji ne mere panty niche khiskayi. Aur meri chut mein ungali dalne lage. Woh samajh gaye ki main pehle bhi kayi baar chud chuki hu. Ab woh mere chut mein ungali dalte hi use chatne bhi lage.

Main bhi kafi excited ho gayi aur halka halka moan karne lagi. Mukesh ne apna lund aur andar ghusaya mere mu mein aur meri avaj band kar di. Ab sasur ji ne apni dusari ungali bhi tan li. Aur kuch hint diye bina sidha mere gaand mein ghusa di.

Meri gaand bhi bohut baar chud chuki thi. Ye dekh ke woh bole, “Are ye to vakai mein bohut hoshiyar randi hai. 20 lakh vasulne ka pura intezam kar ke baithi hai.”

Aisa bolke unhone apni ungaliya bahar nikali. Aur bina kuch samay gavaye apna lund sidhe mere gaand mein ghusa diya. Main dard se chikhna chahti thi. Lekin Mukesh ke lund ki vajah se chikh bhi nahi paa rahi thi.

Sasur ji ne to apna pura ka pura lund ek hi jhatke mein mere andar gaand mein ghusa diya tha. Na koi oil na koi lubrication. Mujhe bohut dard hua. Par unhone mujhe turant chodna shuru nahi kiya. Woh bhi expert the.

Unhone apne lund ko meri gaand mein lagbhag 5-minute waise hi rakha taki meri gand unke lund ke hisab se adjust ho jaye. Ab mera dard ja chuka tha aur sasur ji ka lund mujhe maza dene laga tha.

Maine muh se avaj nikali aur apni gaand unke lund pe dabadi. Woh samajh gaye ke ab main taiyyar hu. Ab woh dhire dhire meri gand chodne lage. Meri gand chodte chodte bole, “Mukesh iski chut ko khali mat rakh.” Mukesh to kabse ready tha.

Ab sasur ji ne mujhe pichesehi god mein utha liya aur meri tange faila di. Aur Mukesh ne usi position mein apna 9-inch ka mota lund meri chut mein ek hi jhatke mein ghusa diya. Ab main aur bardasht nahi kar paa rahi thi. Aur main jor jor se maon karne lagi.

Woh dono mujhe khade khade chode ja rahe the aur main maje ke maare chillaye ja rahi thi. Lagbhag 10-minute mujhe khade khade chodne ke band sasur ji bed par pith ke bal let gaye. Mukesh mere upar a gaya.

Ye position mere liye nayi thi. Aaj tak main niche se chut chudvati thi aur pichese gand chudvati thi. Ye vali postion se dono ka lund aur bhi gehra ghus raha tha. Meri gaand to ab tak mast chikni ho gayi thi aur mere chut se kafi pani beh raha tha.

Main lagbhag 2 bar already pani chod chuki thi aur ye dono tab bhi mujhe chode ja rahe the. Dono ka stamina kamal ka tha. Mujhe isi position mein unhone lagbhag 20-minute tak choda. Aur fir mere holes exchange kar liye.

Ab Mukesh meri gaand chod raha tha aur sasur ji meri chut gehri se gehri chod rahe the. Main ab satve asmaan pe thi. Mere life ki ab tak ki sabse best chudai thi ye. Main aur adha ghanta aisehi chudti rahi.

Ab dono apna pani chodne vale the. Unke lund aur bhi kadak aur garam ho gaye the. Aur donohi aur gehre chod rahe the. Bas 5-minute aur hue honge. Dono ne mujhe jabardast dhakke mare aur apna sara ka sara pani mere andar girane lage.

Mano mere chut aur gaand mein samandar ki toofani lehre uth rahi ho. Woh 2-minute tak apna pani chodte rahe. Pura pani chodne ke bad bhi unke lund kafi kadak the. Unhone do tin jhatke aur mare aur mere upar gir pade.

Main dono ke bich mein bilkul sandwich ban gayi thi. Unhone itna pani chod tha ke mere gaand aur chut se bahar nikal raha pani main mehsus kar sakti thi. Aisehi lagbhag 1 ghanta hum thakan ke maare soye rahe.

1 ghante ke baad dono ne apne lund bahar nikal liye jo ab naram ho chuke the. Lekin kissa abhi khatam nahi hua tha. Ab woh mere mu ke samne apne lund leke khade ho gaye. Aur mujhe hukum kiya, “Sakt bana inhe, randi. Tujhe aur ek baar chodenge hum aaj.”

Main bhi tadap rahi thi unke lund ke liye. Kyunki unke lund ke maze hi kuch aur the. Ab main unka lund fir se mu mein leke bari bari se chusne lagi aur dekhte hi dekhte fir se dono lund sakht ho gaye.

Sasur ji bole, “Abhi to sirf 5 hajar hi chuka payi hai tu, aisehi kishto mein pure 20 lakh vasool karnege tujhse.” Main man hi man khush ho gayi. Kyunki ab jindagibhar in do lund ka maza jo milne wala tha.

Jaisehi unke lund sakht ho gaye fir se woh mujhe dono chedo mein chodne lage. Fir ek baar lagbhag 1 ghanta mujhe chodne ke baad dono ne unke pani se mere chhed bhar diye.

Sham ke 6 bajne ko aye the aur mummy papa ka ane ka samay ho raha tha. Hum bhi apne maze pure kar ke ready ho gaye. Dono ne bari bari mere hoth kafi der tak chuse aur mere boobs ki acchese malish ki. Lag bhag 10-minute kiss aur dabai karne ke baad woh shant hue.

Ab main normal kapdo mein thi. Fir se darvaje ki bell baji. Mere mummy papa aur Didi sasurji aur Mukesh ko dekh ke chonk gaye. Sasurji muskurate hue uthe. Mere papa ke hath apne hath mein liye.

Unhone kaha, “Hum bas itna batane aye the ke hume koi dahej ki apeksha nahi hai. Hum iss shadi ke liye taiyyar hai. Bas shart ye hai apki ek nahi dono betiya aajse humari hui.”

Mere mummy aur pitaji khushi ke maare fule nahi sama paa rahe the. Bechare woh kya jaane, dahej maine kishto mein chukana tha.

Hello everyone, I am a 35-year-old man living in London for the past 6 years. My family lives in Delhi, so do come to Delhi from time to time.

One of the readers contacted me while enjoying my other story – “Meri Housemate bhabhi ki London mein chudai”

We replied to a few emails and found out he had a lovely family of wife and 10-year-old child. His name was Nitin (40), and his wife was Smita (38) and they had a 10-year-old son. They lived on the other side of London (Chigwell) for the last 10 years.

Brother Nitin wanted to try a threesome or cuckold experience with Smita. But as usual, the Indian wife was reluctant about it. Finally, bhabhi agreed to a full body massage and I was at the right place and right time. Luckily, after communicating with me via e-mails and phone calls, Nitin selected me for the good deed.

Now the problem was, as mentioned, Smita was reluctant for a threesome or cuckold. One day, after their son had gone to sleep, Nitin made the phone call between myself and Smita. We spoke for 15 minutes, about life, day to day stuff, and I made her relax on the phone. We didn’t discuss any of the fantasies to avoid giving a first-time impression of horny good for one thing man.

After a few more phone calls, slowly we discussed about the massage. Our call went like this –

Me: Bhabhi, I know how to do a good massage.

Smita: Really, how did you learn that?

Me: My ex-girlfriend showed me.

Smita: How did she know?

Me: She was a physiotherapist and professional massagist.

Smita: Okay, can you do a good massage?

Me: Try once and you will remember the relaxing feeling.

Smita: Okay, let’s try once and your brother will be happy as well.

Me: Really, why will he be happy?

Smita: Did he not discuss giving me a massage?

Me: Yes, he did, we can try once if you are ready.

Smita: I will let Nitin know a suitable time.

Me: I will wait for your message.

Smita: Only ‘massage’, nothing else it will be.

Me: Sure, but there will be a full “massage”.

Smita: We will see.

There was one problem. I had not seen them yet and it could be a scam. We made arrangements to have a video call before the actual meeting and gain some more trust.

The next day around 10 pm once their son had gone to sleep, they gave me a video call. Nitin was an average software engineer (not a bad-looking fella) and he moved the camera toward our heroine Smita. She was fair skin, big boobs, and was curvy.

After a brief video call, he told me to contact him later.

After 15 minutes, I called and informed that Smita was ready for the massage. The next Tuesday at daytime once their son had gone to school, we would execute the plan. She didn’t want the hotel and Nitin would be present during the massage.

I took a half day off from work on Tuesday and I made my way toward the Indian couple’s house. To put a smile on her face, I got some flowers and chocolates.

I knocked and Nitin opened the door. He saw me with flowers and called Smita. The NRI bhabhi came in a saree (nothing sexy). Flowers and chocolates did the trick for her. With a smile on her face, she requested me to sit in the living room.

There was a mattress on the living room floor, pointing that I would massage this chick here. Being a nice Indian lady, she brought some water and offered tea. I mentioned we would have tea after the massage. She got a bit shy and told us that she would be back in 5 minutes.

By then Nitin had closed all windows and curtains down. Then he brought some heated-up oil (don’t want to chill with cold oil in this wintery London weather) and put on some soft massage music (gave him this preparation list a night before to make sure it’s all ready).

Then came our actress Smita, wearing a fitting t-shirt and small shorts. I have to say they complimented his curvy figure really well. We spoke a bit about massage and its benefits. How it was helpful for the body and relaxes the tension in the muscles. She did get impressed with my “bakchodi”.

Nitin then proposed to start the massage. Who I was to delay (Don’t think any of us wanted to wait any longer). Smita lied down on the mattress on her stomach. Then I started pressing the NRI bhabhi’s shoulders and back (without touching her ass), the same for her legs and feet. She started feeling relaxed, with tense muscles easing down.

Now from her feet, I started pressing up on her legs, thighs, and eventually her bums (she started moaning a bit). We started raising the t-shirt from the back, she looked back, and I said, “How can I massage your back and put some oil without removing the t-shirt?”

Then even Nitin started explaining to her the same, while I rolled the t-shirt bit by bit exposing the flesh of her back. By the time Nitin finished explaining to her, she raised her body and I quickly pushed her t-shirt up and removed it. Guess she was expecting that it would happen so soon.

Then I threw that t-shirt on Nitin and he grabbed it like a hungry dog. Now I could see her black bra. Then with oil, I massaged her lower and upper back nicely, and she was enjoying with small moans here and there. With my expert fingers, I unclipped her hooks and used sign language to get her arms out of those good-for-nothing clothes.

The Indian wife still kept it below her boobs. Now my hands with oil were massaging her shoulders, and side boobs (I did try to squeeze my fingers close to her cleavage). She was moaning with long breaths, still having the shyness of an Indian wife.

The next one was her feet and calves. I started massaging there. Now my hands wanted to oil her thighs. The room was getting hot with the heater and 3 of us started sweating a bit. I excused myself to remove my t-shirt. They both agreed and gave me a thumbs up. After doing a fair bit on her legs, we started again on her back, made it nice and oily, and proceeded to push some fingers inside her shorts around her bums.

Seeing my struggle, our savior Nitin commanded us to remove our shorts to make it an effective massage. She raised her bums and her shorts were off in no time, as usual, I threw them at our hungry dog “Nitin”, and he was smiling like 50% work done.

Now I could see the NRI bhabhi’s black panty. It was time to make her bums oily. So I put a fair bit of oil on them and started massaging and squeezing them. She was moaning like crazy, I was sitting between her legs from behind, and I was sure she could feel the hardness.

My hands here rubbed from her cleavage to her shoulder, around side boobs, on her lower back to her bums. Soon, I put one finger inside her bum crack, massaging it, and rubbed her bum hole. She shivered with a squeal, cummed with her panty got soaking wet. Good result of the first 30 minutes of hard work.

It was time for her to turn around and lie down on her back. But due to the orgasm, she regained some of her senses and started feeling shy again.

Then Smita turned around, lied down on her back, and used her loose bra to cover her boobs. As it was getting super hot and exciting, I asked, “What if I take my trousers off?” Both of them agreed.

Soon, I was in V-shape underwear which was displaying my decent size bulge. It was time for a quick sip of water for all 3 of us before starting round 2.

Then I applied a handful of oil on her feet, and legs (from the front) and started massaging again. She closed her eyes with relaxation, while Nitin started to undress. He was sitting bare nude, started stroking himself (we made it clear to each other, that I was straight, didn’t bother trying with me or would land a punch on his face), and was aware of our conversation.

From the legs again, I started moving toward the desi bhabhi’s thighs. I could hear some moans from her again. My fingers were rubbing her panty again while massaging her thighs, which were leaking liquids. Nitin interrupted and requested to finish the top part massage before we proceeded down, not a bad idea.

Then I started again on her shoulders, neck, and arms and made her relax (her stiff muscles were easing up). Her bra was moving again and again every time I massaged her shoulder, arms which she was putting in the right place to hide her modesty. Then I moved down to her stomach and could see some clothes fluff on her navel. I asked her if I can clean the fluff and she agreed with sign language from her eyes.

As my hands were oily, I used my tongue to remove the fluff from her navel and kissed her navel a few times (I got big moans for that). I started oiling the NRI bhabhi’s stomach area, massaging from under her boobs to her panties. Sometimes my fingers will slip under her bra and sometimes inside her panties. She was breathing heavily again with moans.

Nitin again reminded me to finish the upper part first. So I started massaging around her boobs while the bra was still covering her nipples. She opened her eyes and we both were looking at each other. I asked her sensually, “Should I remove the bra?”

She replied, “Please ask, Nitin.”

Nitin looked at both of us, smiled, and removed the bra with both hands. He started stroking himself with the bra.

Then I started massaging her boobs with both hands, they were big and a handful. The NRI bhabhi seemed to have very sensitive nipples and every time I pinched her nipple, she would moan even more. Finally, my control gave up and brought my head down on her boobs, and started sucking her nipples. I was sucking both nipples, one by one, pinching them and squeezing her boobs.

Then I looked into her eyes and she brought her lips to my lips. We were kissing like passionate lovers. My hands were roaming on her back. I was kissing her neck and pinching her nipples. She got really stiff again, shivered, and cummed.

This time, she didn’t regain her senses. With her sexually intoxicated eyes, she was insisting I do more.

Time for the last attack. I started massaging her thighs again and moved her legs apart. Her panty was soaking wet. I looked into her eyes and said, “Smita, I am going to remove your panty” (more of a command than a request).

She raised her ass to comply with the command. I pulled her panty off in a second and threw it again towards Nitin, who gladly accepted, and started sniffing and licking that panty.

Now I could see her cleanly shaved wet “chut” (pussy). removed my underwear and came between her legs. I didn’t know how, but she still remembered and mentioned, “No sex, please!”

I was rubbing and rolling my fingers over the NRI bhabhi pussy. She started going crazy. Suddenly, Nitin stood up and started kissing Smita. They both were having long french kisses and I bent down and started licking her wet pussy. It was wet. I was licking her labia, pussy, playing with the clit and rubbing her ass hole. Then I started pushing my fingers inside her while licking her out.

Nitin was still kissing her and pinching her nipples. The abroad-living Indian wife was not ready for that much attack. After a few minutes of madness, she got stiff, shivered and cummed once again. Not bad for 1 hour of hard work, I thought.

Nitin left the room on the ground to clean himself. Now, it was only her and me in the room.

She said: It’s enough, can we stop?

I pointed toward my hard dick, “What about that?” I asked her if I could fuck her for some time and she said, “No please, I can’t cheat on Nitin and will not do sex with any other man.”

Then I requested her to give me a handjob or blowjob, to which that nice lady agreed.

I sat on a chair and she sat in front of me, looked at my cock said, “Nice cock” and started giving me a handjob. Then she switched from handjob to blowjob, which was heavenly. I started pinching her nipples once again. After some time, she was getting really excited. But she wanted to control, so asked me to finish quickly. I said let me stand up and started fucking her mouth while she was rubbing her pussy again.

She was moaning. I told her to stand up. As soon she stood up, I took her in my arms and made her go upside down. I was standing and her legs were wrapped around my head. So I could lick her pussy and my hands were holding her tightly. The NRI wife started giving me my blowjob and said it was the first time for her in this position. (Finally, all the hard work in the gym paid off).

We both were too excited, she started cumming again in my mouth and I cummed deep in her throat. We all were satisfied and exhausted.

Then we all cleaned ourselves separately and got ready. She already had prepared sandwiches, which we had with coffee – while we spoke about a few different things.

Smita didn’t want to talk about our experience in front of me.

I left their place with great joy but questioned if it would go any further. Nitin video called me again after their son went to sleep. Nitin and Smita thanked me for coming. We all three thanked each other for making it a special day.

We have not made any plans to meet anytime soon, as I am waiting for them to digest what happened today, and make themselves comfortable before we meet again.

Please contact me at [email protected] for feedback.