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He read her message, the words glowing on his screen like fireflies in the night. “Come home soon, Daddy. I’m all alone. Mom went to meet her friend and will be back by evening or after dinner.” Along with a picture of her with a T-shirt raised on the inch, showing her waist.

She’d written a delicate blend of romance and playfulness. His heart skipped a beat, and he imagined her standing by the window, waiting for him. She texted him as soon as her mom stepped out of the home. She had study holidays, but she always loved to be in control.

That’s how she knew Daddy, who cared for her, loved her, and commanded her. The last time she skipped classes, he picked her up. They went to a resort. He licked her pussy made her cum thrice, and fucked her mouth ruthlessly. They cuddled on the bed like husband and wife.

They loved this taboo. Later, he dropped her back, where he picked up. Since then, every night, she used to send him videos of her fingering. He also never failed to give her tasks. But he was still at work, surrounded by the hum of fluorescent lights and the click-clack of keyboards.

He couldn’t just leave, not yet. So he typed back, his fingers dancing across the keys, “Ah, my dear, you’ve set my heart racing. Daddy’s on fire. But duty calls, and I’m tethered to this desk. Fear not, though—I’m there with you in spirit, tracing the path from office to home.”

He pictured her smile and the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she laughed. “Tease,” she replied, and he could almost hear the playful lilt in her voice.

“Well, then, send me a mental postcard. Describe the journey—the streets, the scent of rain, the anticipation.”

And so he did. He wove a tapestry of words, painting the route from cubicle to doorstep. The rain-kissed pavement, the neon glow of street signs, the rustle of leaves in the wind—all of it became a shared secret between them.

He described the warmth of their home, the softness of the couch where they’d curl up together, and the promise of stolen kisses. As the clock ticked, he felt the minutes like taffy. But he revelled in the ache, knowing that soon he’d cross the threshold and find her waiting.

For now, though, he typed, “Almost there, my love. Keep the kettle warm. And remember, distance is but a whisper when hearts are entwined.”

And so, in the quiet of that office, he held her close, bridging the gap with words and longing. The screen blurred, and for a moment, he was home—wherever she was.

His phone buzzed, and a new message lit up the screen. It was a picture from her, a playful tease to stoke the fires of his longing. He stole a glance, his heart pounding at the sight of her curves. A soft smile played on his lips, a secret shared between them across the miles.

But he was on the road now, the city lights streaking past in a blur. His hands were on the wheel, but his thoughts were with her, painting a vivid picture of their reunion. He could almost feel the warmth of her embrace and the softness of her skin against his.

He wanted to tell her, to reveal the surprise that awaited her. But he decided to keep it a secret, to let the anticipation build. After all, the sweetest moments are often those that are unexpected.

So he focused on the road, on the journey that was leading him back to her. And with each passing mile, his heart echoed a single thought: “Soon, my love. Soon.”

She had missed him—the way his laughter filled the room. Commands, the comforting weight of his tight hugs. His tightened grip on her ass, the smell of his aftershave lingering on her memories.

She thought he wouldn’t be home for an hour. His thoughts made her put her hand inside her pants, and she was slowly imagining his manly words and rubbing her pussy. It was getting wetter.

And then it happened. Her phone buzzed, and she pulled it out of her pocket. The screen illuminated, revealing a single image: the street outside her window. It was an ordinary view—the same trees, the same parked cars—but it held extraordinary significance.

Because it was his view, the one he had captured just moments ago.

The message was simple, “Get dressed soon.”

She blinked, her mind struggling to process the reality. Was this a dream? Her fingers trembled as she typed a reply, “Daddy?”

His response was swift, “Yes, bitch. I’m near home.”

Her legs moved in their own accord, propelling her toward the mirror. She smoothed down her messy hair and wiped away the tears that threatened to spill. She removed her bra and panty.

The dress she chose was the one he had gifted her last month—a deep blue, the colour of the ocean they used to watch together. As she slipped into the dress, her heart soared, and pussy had a tickle. The hallway seemed longer than usual, the seconds stretching into eternity.

And then, there he was—standing in the doorway, his eyes tired but filled with love. His embrace enveloped her, and she buried her face in his shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent.

“Daddy,” she whispered, her voice muffled against his shirt. “You’re really here.” and kissed his chest.

He chuckled, a sound that resonated deep within her. “You thought I would miss this time?”

And in that moment, as the streetlights flickered to life outside, she knew that this was more than just a reunion. It was a reminder—a testament to love’s endurance and to the way it could bridge oceans and continents. The ordinary street had transformed into a magical path—one that led to her father’s arms.

They stood there with their fingers interlocked, lost in their world. The street outside faded away. Replaced by the warmth of their shared laughter and the promise of countless stories yet to be told. She looked up at him. She realized that the most extraordinary moments happened in the simplest of places.

“Daddy,” she said again, her voice steady this time. “Welcome home. My mom is not home.”

And he hugged her tighter, whispering, “I missed you, my little adventurer. My cock needs your mouth, and I want to spank until your cheeks turn red.”

Daddy’s POV

She stood there, defiant and unyielding, her eyes flashing with determination. My words had fallen on deaf ears, and now it was time to assert my authority. I stepped closer, my resolve hardening. The room seemed to hold its breath as my fingers grazed her skin, tracing the curve of her cheek.

With a swift motion, I spanked her, not harshly, but enough to make my point. Her eyes widened, surprise mingling with a hint of something else, perhaps realization. I had taken control, and she would listen now. The tension in the air shifted, and I knew that this was a turning point.

No longer would she defy me. From now on, she would heed my words. I spanked her again. She had tears, but she liked it a lot. She loves the way I treat her. The room enveloped us, its walls echoing our silent struggle. Her defiance had been a tempest, but now it wavered like a flame flickering in the wind.

I could taste the adrenaline and the raw energy that hung between us. My fingers traced the contours of her jaw, mapping the delicate terrain of her face. Each touch was deliberate, a silent command etched into her skin.

Her eyes, once defiant, now held a mixture of surprise and something deeper—an acknowledgement of the shift in power. I had taken control, and she sensed it. The room seemed to hold its breath as if aware of the gravity of this moment. I spanked her again, not harshly, but with purpose.

Her gasp was a symphony, a note of surrender. Tears welled in her eyes, but they were not tears of pain. No, they were tears of release and acceptance. From now on, she would heed my words. No longer would she defy me. Our roles had shifted, and the tension in the air crackled with newfound understanding.

She loved the way I treated her—firm yet gentle, with a delicate balance of dominance and care. And as I leaned in, claiming her lips with mine, I knew that this was more than a turning point. It was a beginning—a dance of desire and trust, where boundaries blurred and whispered promises hung in the air.

In that room, with our breaths entwined, we forged a pact. She would be mine, body and soul, and I would cherish her—spank by spank, word by word, until defiance melted into devotion.

And then

In the dimly lit room, he commanded her again, his voice a whisper against the silence. “Let go,” he urged, his words a gentle nudge against the walls she had built around herself. His command was not a demand but a plea—a call for her to surrender to the passion that simmered between them.

His touch was a language all its own, each caress a word, each kiss a sentence. He spoke to her in the language of desire, his fingers tracing a path of longing across her skin. His command was a symphony, a song of passion and need that echoed in the quiet room.

And as she surrendered to his command, she found herself not lost but found. In his arms, she discovered a freedom she had never known—a liberation born of trust and desire. His command was her anchor. His touch was her compass, guiding her through the storm of their shared passion.

Their story, written in the language of desire, would continue to unfold in the dimly lit room. They ventured deeper into the labyrinth of their shared passion. They would discover that their journey was not one of conquest but of exploration—a journey of discovery, of surrender, of love.

In the end, they would emerge not as Master and servant but as equals—two souls forever entwined in a dance as timeless as eternity itself. Their story was beginning. It was a story that would be written in the language of love, spank by spank, word by word, until the end of time.

The Prequel of this story, character names, and how they both met will be told in the next part. Interested people. Can text Master at [email protected]

I literally have zero idea how many parts this is gonna be, but as a regular ISS reader, I thought some organic stories of mine may hit the right spots.

Let’s start with this one. Four of our colleagues planned a party, booked an Oyo townhouse, and got drunk, and were chilling, dancing like it was our last night on the earth. I was stoned, drunk and narrating an art on the wall in the most adult way possible and everyone was going crazy about it.

I got tired and lied on the bed and she just sat next to me exactly while her ass cheeks were facing my dick. There was some wild energy passing there and I just found a moment when one going to the washroom and the other not observing us. I kept my right hand on my colleague’s hips, turned off the light with the left, and pulled her for a kiss. We were just lost in it, eating each other’s lips and tongues till there was a noise that someone was coming.

As one guy had passed out drunk, the other two girls and I moved out to another room where one girl passed out in a bit. Me (Abhi) and her (Leela) were awake, getting drunk and smoking on the balcony.

Leela was 5 ft tall, had thick breasts 34D, dusky, perfect ass. I was 5.9 ft, average looking, with a little tummy. We both were a mix of raw and urban grown who liked to eat than just fuck, had crazy amounts of horniness and energy as we were grown with better nutrition and moved to Mumbai for jobs.

I lifted my colleague Leela and made her a seat in the window, with all the lights off. We could see each other in the city lights and waiting to eat each other which was very clear in the eyes. I leaned for a kiss and she gave her fingers and went for my neck and ears. She knew what turned me on the most and went for it without any delays. Meanwhile, her hands are already gripping my balls smoothly.

My hands were already inside her and pinching those nipples. We realized we had someone sleeping there and slowly, we moved to the washroom. And yeah, hotel restrooms hide lots of secrets that no one can ever know. We just looked into each other’s eyes deeply and questioned whether were we really doing this. And we didn’t waste a second to undress and just started eating each other from neck to the pussy all way long.

Filled with sweat and wet by licking each other, my co-worker made me stand to the wall and just went down on her knees. Leela was the only person who could ever get my dick to its full potential. She made me hold her hair, while she focused on the job in hand. She was sucking my dick deeply while rubbing my balls and damn, she knew it too well.

We had to go out as the day was getting bright. We went for breakfast and then the other two had taken off. We didn’t talk about anything but we both knew that we were not leaving it there. We were just done with Friday night and we had two days left with us till weekday began again.

She made her calls home and informed she will be back on Monday evening. And she took me to her regular drinks spot. We got high and rushed to my flat nearby. We didn’t talk much at all about what was tomorrow and were just living in the moment. We were lost in each other. With cigarettes after sex playing in the background, she made me light up a cigarette and made me sit on a chair. She pulled a pillow, kept under her knees, and started sucking it instantly. She made it so strong that it was hard enough for the full day.

There was a TV stand right next to us and I just made her lean on it from the back. I pulled her jeans and inserted my dick from the sides of the panties. We loved the pain and were doing it rough. My colleague moaned, “Harder..” and was shouting for every push and enjoying the pain it gave.

I had my left hand on her boobs while the right was spanking her. And I just slid my fingers to find her clit from the front while fucking her from the back. After a few minutes, she turned around to kiss me while her hands were doing their job, holding my dick and keeping it hard.

Leela then made me lie down and came on me. She started sucking me all over while I was holding her hair and eating her whenever she came close. My office colleague sucked my dick over the condom and made it hard again. She sat in an exact squat position with her hands taking support on my thighs. Damn, that was the best position that I had ever found. It was going in deep and hitting her. Her boobs were waving, our eyes talking a lot and our bodies becoming one. We knew this was not gonna over anytime soon!

I couldn’t stop and it was my turn to dominate. I made her lie down. With her legs on my shoulders, I pushed my dick inside her while my thumb played with the clit and one pressing that left boob. We started banging shit out of each other. We had to increase the speakers to full to just make sure no one listened. We were too loud and sweating like hell in a 16-degree air-conditioned room.

We fucked in that position for a while and I made her turn around. While she was lying down, I had my three fingers inside my colleague fucking crazily. She was begging for more while I kept sucking her from the back, spanking and pulling her hair back. Girls go crazy when something inside from the back and hair is pulled. She said this was something that she liked the most and asked to me keep pulling and enter from that angle.

Leela bent herself in such a way that I could fuck her in the doggy while holding her boobs in one hand and pulling her hair with another. We were fucking like animals and she asked me to fuck faster and harder. I slowed down a little to not finish there as I wanted to fuck my colleague the whole two days and just switched back to finger fucking to keep the dick hard.

Hold that fluids dripping all over you, we will continue this in the next part where we were naked for continuous 2 days and all the wildest things that happened.

Please share your feedback, kinks, or hmu if you are around Bangalore and would like to catch up and go wild. Drop an email to [email protected]

Part 1 – A Chance Encounter

Main Characters:
Aami – a woman in her early twenties living with her parents in a remote village in kerala. Fair complexioned beauty, with a stats of 32-30-32.

Abha – An actual step-sister of Aami, but is more like her own sister. Born to a different mother but the same father. Slightly dusky complexioned with a stat of 34-32-34.

Vishwambara (Vish)- A very rich gentleman living on the outskirts of the village with the largest house. He lost his parents at an early age. He is older than Aami by a couple of years. Very handsome looking. He’s also the village Chieftain.

Rohini – Cook at Vish’s house, Older than Aami by a few hours. She’s got a complexion that would make any man turn and look at her twice. Stats – 32-28-32.

Unni – Aami and Abha’s Father. Village’s Treasurer. Highly respected. Loves his daughters too much!

Chandraki (Chandu) – Aami’s mother. Typically, she is the matron of her household. Runs a tight ship with a soft corner to Abha.

Shraddha – Vish’s Sister. Visits occasionally. Well-endowed woman, very witty and likeable by all. A dusky beauty, with a stats of 36-32-36.

In the heart of Kerala, the emerald hues of nature blend seamlessly with the azure skies. There lies a quaint village, a hidden gem untouched by the rush of the outside world. Here, the air is fragrant with the scent of wet earth and blooming flowers, a melody of birdsong filling the dawn.

Amidst this tranquil haven resides Aami, a young woman. Her spirit is as vibrant as the lush landscapes that cradle her home. The simplicity of village life, with its rhythmic patterns of daily tasks. From drawing water from the well to preparing traditional meals is a dance Aami has mastered with grace.

Her life is a tapestry woven with threads of familial love and community ties. The deep-rooted customs that define her existence. As the village awakens to the day’s toil and hustle, Aami stands at the threshold of her home. Her gaze wandered over the canopy of trees that guard her village like ancient sentinels.

In this realm, time flows gently. Guided by the rhythms of nature and tradition, Aami’s story is about to unfold. A tale of love, growth, and the eternal dance between the desires of the heart and the ties that bind it.

Under the canopy of a glistening sky, Aami embarked on her journey to the neighbouring village. The path trodden by countless before her. It felt anew under her feet as if it reshaped itself with each of her steps. Weaving her deeper into the fabric of the land’s enduring saga.

She meandered through the verdant embrace of her surroundings. A sense of serene anticipation filled her soul. The air was thick with the scent of rain-soaked soil. A fragrance that whispered secrets only known to those who truly listened.

It was in this moment of quiet communion with nature that she first laid eyes on Vish. Vish stood at the edge of the path. A figure carved against the backdrop of the rising sun, which cloaked him in an ethereal glow.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world around them stilled. Silenced by the palpable charge of an unspoken connection. In that glance, a myriad of emotions cascaded through them—curiosity, awe, an inexplicable sense of belonging.

Time, the ever-flowing river, paused in reverence to the birth of something profound and uncharted. Neither could look away. Their souls, tethered by an invisible thread, spun from the very essence of the universe. The image of Vish, bathed in sunlight and mystery, was etched into her memory.

Vish watched her silhouette merge with the landscape. He felt an awakening, a stirring of dormant dreams that he had buried under the weight of his duties. This encounter, brief as it was, sowed the seeds of a connection that defied explanation. A promise of something waiting just beyond the horizon.

Pondering over this brief encounter, Vish turns to his companions. He wonders who this striking damsel could be. “Vish, this is our treasurer, Unni’s daughter,” Pat comes the reply. Tossing and turning that night, unable to put away this encounter, Vish decides to seek Unni’s daughter in marriage.

He was without elders. In the Kerala village, tradition intertwines with the rhythm of life. The significance of marriage is woven into the very fabric of existence. It’s a sacred bond that transcends generations. It symbolises not just the union of two souls but the merging of families and ancestral legacies.

Vish, the esteemed Chieftain, recognises this profound tradition. He approaches Unni, Aami’s father, with reverence and humility. Upon hearing Vish’s proposal, Unni’s eyes glisten with pride and contemplation. Conversations ensue in the dimly lit corners of their humble abode.

Aami’s initial shock melts into a delicate dance of emotions. Uncertainty gives way to curiosity and a blossoming joy. The word spreads through the village. Anticipation ripples through the community like a gentle breeze.

Elders nod in approval, their wrinkled faces reflecting the wisdom of ages past. The younger generation buzzes with excitement, eagerly anticipating the union of two beloved souls.

On the day of Aami and Vish’s wedding, the village burst into a kaleidoscope of colours and sounds. The air was perfumed with the scent of flowers, and the streets teemed with the bustle of preparations. At Vish’s home, the ceremony unfolded amidst the chanting of priests and the beats of traditional drums.

Amidst the gathered crowd, Aami and Vish exchanged vows. Their promises were sealed with the exchange of garlands. As they circumambulated the sacred fire, their steps synchronised in harmony. It seemed as if the very earth rejoiced in their union.

The festivities continued into the night, with feasts and dancing under the starry sky. Vish and Aami enter their marital home, eager to spend their first night in a life of togetherness.

Vish waited for Aami with bated breath. He was unable to get rid of that first time he saw his wife. The scene being played in a loop in his head made him giddy with expectations. He also knew that while Aami was experienced in household management, she would be a complete novice in sex.

He couldn’t help but notice his boner. He tried to adjust the boner inside his clothes. At that moment, Aami entered dressed like a regal bride, resplendent beauty awestruck Vish. He was like a deer in headlights with an open jaw and a hand inside his clothes holding his boner.

Aami walked up to him and, in a shy manner, looked up from the corner of her eye. Seeing Vish stuck with an open jaw made her giggle. With a loud giggle, she came to him and closed his mouth with her hand. The sound of her bangles jerked Vish out of his reverie.

Vish realised his position and straightened, took Aami’s hand and led her to the bed. Not wanting to rush things, he started talking about the wedding, as that was the only common thing so far. The usually chatterbox Aami couldn’t muster words, just feeling weak in her knees.

She was being consumed by her husband’s handsomeness. She wasn’t really listening to him, just watching him and his facial reactions. Noticing that Aami wasn’t listening, Vish touched her. The first touch in private sent an electric shock through Aami.

Her head automatically went down in shyness. Noticing this, Vish pulled her face and kissed her lightly on the cheeks. Slowly working his way to her luscious lips.

The first kiss on her lips was enough to awaken Aami, and she kissed him back lightly. Emboldened by this, Vish kissed her, sucking her lower lip. He stroked her face as they kept kissing. Moved his hand to her ample chest and gently squeezed her nipple through her blouse.

He moved his other hand to cup her breasts. They were a perfect size for his hands, and he began to pinch her nipples lightly. They kissed, their tongues mingled, exchanging saliva. Overcome with desire, Vish gently pushed Aami onto the bed and deftly removed her saree.

Aami lay with a deep cleavage blouse and her petticoat. Her breasts were begging to be freed. Her pussy was dripping with the sexually charged atmosphere. Shifted his hand down to her legs, delicately caressing them with his fingers.

Under her petticoat, he traced her thighs, repeating the circular motion on both sides. It overwhelmed Aami, fueling her desire for Vish’s touch even further. As her arousal grew, her body gave her away. Realising her husband’s ability to bring her more pleasure with his fingers, she surrendered to him completely.

He gently led her to kneel before him while using his tongue to tease his entire length. She pulled back the foreskin with a flick of her hand before taking the head of his cock into her mouth. She slowly slid down his shaft, then pulled off, creating a sweet suction that elicited a moan from him.

Her tongue worked on his throbbing flesh. She peppered his length with licks and covered it in saliva, causing him to release more and more precum. Yet, she desired more. With a determined gaze, she continued to work her way down, inch by inch, until she had his entire length in her mouth.

She sealed her lips around his cock, suckling and tasting every part of him.
In a dance of intimacy, his fingertips traced the delicate contours of her most secret depths. With a confident tenderness, she unravelled the depths of her desires with each stroke.

Her unrestrained cries echoed through the chamber. His skilled touch ignited a tempest of pleasure, leaving her trembling in the wake of his mastery. Lost in the sensation he evoked, she surrendered to the torment of his touch. Consumed by the inferno of her longing.

With every caress, he kindled the flames of her desire. She became a vessel overflowing with ecstasy. Knowing she had found in him a lover whose touch would forever ignite her passion. In his unwavering gaze, she found herself enveloped in waves of ecstasy.

Her moans were a melody of pleasure that stirred the very depths of her soul. Suddenly, an overwhelming force seized her, igniting her senses in a symphony of convulsions. A powerful orgasm cascaded through her being, briefly veiling her consciousness in blissful oblivion.

Upon awakening, tears traced silent pathways down her cheeks. Their descent mirrored the searing pain that now pierced through her delicate intimacy. Yet, as he spread her out once more, his movements possessed a primal elegance. Each thrust is a testament to the boundless depths of their passion.

Despite the ache, she surrendered anew to the relentless rhythm of their union. Her pleas for his tender love intertwine with the symphony of their shared desire. For what seemed an eternity, their bodies entwined in a symphony of passion.

Each moment, a crescendo builds toward a simultaneous climax. Their souls merged in the ecstasy of shared release. They surrendered to the overwhelming tide of pleasure that washed over them, leaving them drained yet infinitely fulfilled.

In the peaceful aftermath of their lovemaking, they found solace in each other’s embrace. Their bodies intertwined in a silent communion of love. They drifted into the tender embrace of sleep. A sense of tranquillity enveloped them. Their hearts are entwined in the serenity of their shared bond.

Have you joined me on my previous journey? If not, I recommend starting from the beginning. Fully immerse yourself in this captivating tale of love, lust, and the pursuit of happiness. Explore the intoxicating world of forbidden pleasures as you embark on this unforgettable adventure with me.

Continued from previous.

With each breath, I felt myself surrendering to the intense sensations flooding my body.

“More,” I gasped, my voice trembling with desire. “I… crave… it’s harder…”

He responded boldly as if hearing my plea, stealing my breath away. His teeth grazed lightly, igniting an intense wave of pleasure that consumed me whole. Each nibble was like a spark, fueling the fire of passion within me. With a hunger that mirrored my own, he closed his lips around it.

His tongue teasing and enticing with a maddening rhythm. I arched my back, lost in the ecstasy of his touch, my body trembling with anticipation.

“Oh, yes… right there,” I moaned, my fingers tangling in.

Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

“Arjun,” I gasped, the name falling from my lips like a whispered prayer.

He pushed me to the brink of ecstasy, his touch igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume us both.

“More…,” I pleaded, my voice a seductive whisper, a desperate plea for him to take me higher.

Then, he lifted his head, his eyes dark with desire as he met my gaze. As I caught my breath, I couldn’t help but ask, “What happened?”

With a mischievous smile, he replied, “I’ll show you.”

He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the bed as if I weighed nothing. I guided him to my bedroom. As he lowered me onto the soft sheets, his gaze locked with mine.

After that, he took off his T-shirt, staring into my eyes, slowly taking off his pants and stepping into them, showing me the ridge of his erection clearly outlined through his underwear. With precision, he took off the last barrier between us.

He revealed himself bared to my sight, standing before me completely naked. His erect dick stood proudly, a testament to the passion that burned between us. With a confident yet tender touch, he retrieved a condom from the discarded jeans on the floor.

He was an expert at rolling the condom onto himself. I shivered a bit with a magical mix of excitement and desire edging through my veins. At that moment, I felt a deep connection to him, a shared desire to explore the depths of pleasure together.

He joined me on the bed. I didn’t know that I was about to embark on a journey of ecstasy unlike any other. He approached me with a confident stride, his eyes dark with desire, sending shivers down my spine. With a gentle touch, he parted my legs, and I eagerly complied with his action.

As he hovers above me, his presence is both commanding and reassuring. I feel the heat radiating from his body, warming me inside out. With deliberate movements, he positions himself between my legs. I inhale sharply as I feel the detailed hardness of him pressing against my core.

His hands, large and capable, roam my body with purpose, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touch. I arch my back, offering myself entirely to him, my skin tingling with anticipation. As he leans down to capture my lips in a hot kiss, I melt beneath him, lost in the intensity of our connection.

Our tongues dance in a passionate frenzy, each movement igniting a wildfire of desire within me. With a slow and steady rhythm, he moves, his hips rocking against mine. I moan softly, my nails digging into his back as I urge him on.

With each thrust, I feel myself opening up to him, my body eagerly welcoming his intrusion.

“Arjun,” I whisper, my voice filled with longing and need. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he whispers, his voice raw with emotion.

Each time he thrust into me, I felt it deeply. It was like a wave of pleasure washing over me, making me shiver with delight. With every movement, I could feel him filling me up.

As the thrusts intensified, my nails dug into his back. I moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the room. With each thrust, I plead with him, my voice raw with desperation.

“More… please, I need more,” I gasp, my nails digging into his back as I cling to him, urging him to take me to new heights of pleasure.

“Arjun,” I moan, my voice breathless with desire. “Harder, please, harder.”

“Are you sure?” he asks, his voice softly and filled with excitement.

“Yes,” I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper but stubborn.

“I want to feel you, all of you,” I said again.

He freezes momentarily, his eyes locking onto mine with a mix of surprise.

“I have an idea,” he says, his voice husky with anticipation. “Let’s try this.”

Curious, I watch as he reaches for a couple of pillows near my head, strategically placing themgically beneath me by putting pillows under my butt. With a swift movement, he pulls me close, wrapping my legs around his back. His hand in my wait.

“Arjun,” I gasped, my voice filled with pleasure and surprise. “Oh, that feels amazing,” I felt deeper.

“Yes, Yes,” I cry out, my voice a symphony of pleasure and longing.

With each thrust, I feel myself surrendering most deliciously.

My fingers clutch at the sheets now; my eyes close involuntarily. Every movement, every thrust sends shivers down my spine, igniting a fire that rages out of control, leaving me gasping for breath and yearning for more. My head tilts back, my lips instinctively biting down as pleasure washes over me.

“Just like that,” I moan as I feel the intensity building within me.

“Don’t stop,” I plead as he continues to move with relentless passion.

As each second passes, his thrusts grow faster and harder. I’m consumed by the sensation of him inside me, his hardness driving me to the brink of ecstasy with each powerful stroke.

I surrender to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through my veins. My body shakes with suspense, every nerve ending on fire with need. Now, my hand trails down his chest, fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling the rhythmic rise and fall with each breath he takes.

“Yes,” I gasp, my voice a breathless plea. “More, I need more.”

“You’re… you’re perfect,” I begin, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

As I continue my trails over his chest, his movements become more urgent, more passionate, driven by an unquenchable hunger for him.

“It’s… it’s perfect. Just… just right.” I gasp. “Harder,” I plead, my voice hoarse with need. “Faster… please, Faster…”

Our bodies move in perfect harmony, rising and falling together in a symphony of pleasure. He met my request with a hungry growl, his movements becoming more urgent, more intense.

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “Let go, let me take you higher,” he whispered. I nodded eagerly, my desire burning bright as I surrendered myself entirely to him.

“Oh, yes, right there,” I gasped, my voice hitching with pleasure, each word a desperate plea for more of his touch, more of his passion.

I feel incredible. I cried out, the ecstasy of our connection overwhelming me as I surrendered myself entirely to the moment, lost in the intoxicating sensation of his love.

With each push, my body shook like never before. I was overwhelmed by the feeling; every part of me was excited. “More,” I begged. “Faster, please, Faster.” He moved faster, with urgency in his actions as he neared climax.

With his final push, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies entwined in the aftermath of our shared passion. I could feel his weight pressing me into the mattress. His warmth enveloped me like a comforting embrace.

“Arjun,” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath as I revelled in the intimacy of our connection.

He kissed my forehead tenderly, his lips lingering against my skin. And then, gently, he rolled to the side, pulling me into his arms as we lay facing each other. We lay there together for a moment, catching our breath and basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

“You were amazing,” he said with a smile, his eyes filled with admiration. I blushed at his compliment, feeling a warmth spread through me. He reached out and gently brushed my hair back. “Seriously,” he insisted, “you were incredible.”

I began to play with his balls, enjoying the intimacy of our shared moment. His breath hitched at my touch, a first instinct. “I’ll remove the condom,” he said, his voice husky with need.

He then returned with the removed condom as he washed himself. He dried it with a towel in my room. When he returned to bed, I pulled him close, craving the feel of his body against mine.

As I tentatively reached down, my fingers brushed against his balls. I felt warmth in my palm. With a gentle pull, I prompted a soft gasp from him, his hips instinctively shifting closer.

“Mmm, that feels good,” he murmured, his voice low with desire.

Encouraged by his response, I applied a bit more pressure, squeezing them carefully between my fingers. His breath hitched, and he arched his back slightly, a silent plea for more.

“Yes, just like that,” he whispered, his eyes locked on mine, filled with longing.

I continued to stroke them, following the curve of his with a downward angle.

“You know exactly what you’re doing,” he groaned, his voice husky with need.

Next, I rolled them in my hands, savouring the way they felt beneath my touch.

“God, you’re driving me wild,” he confessed, his fingers twisting in the sheets.

Finally, I tapped a playful rhythm with my fingers, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of my lips. He chuckled softly, his eyes sparkling with joy.

“You’re great,” he teased, his tone affectionate.

With a slow and deliberate motion, I took his tool into my mouth, savouring his taste and texture of him. I made him lie on the bed. I continued to move with purpose, alternating between gentle suction and teasing flicks of my tongue. His reactions were immediate—a string of curses and moans tumbling from his lips.

I felt him growing harder beneath my touch. I continued. I playfully teased him by lightly biting, which made him gasp and wriggle with pleasure. As things heated up, wholly lost in the moment, eventually, it reached its peak. He climaxed in my mouth.

I tasted him, feeling satisfied and connected to him in that intimate moment. I gently pulled away, a sense of joy washing over me as I went to the bathroom to freshen up. Under the warm water, I felt an incredible sense of pleasure, unlike anything I’d felt before.

It was a beautiful feeling, making me feel alive and cherished. With him, everything was different. His touch and kisses all felt so special, as if he knew how to make me happy. I’d had moments of pleasure in the past, but being with him was the best I’d ever experienced.

He made me feel things I never thought possible. Standing there with him, I felt lucky to have found someone who could bring me so much joy. It was a moment I’d never forget and will always treasure. I thought that I would never find someone else who would please me differently.

And I was wrong. He was already there. Yet, I didn’t believe that he would be the one for me. Mahesh joined my team as a manager and started working with me as my boss; I did not like him at all. He may have come across as too professional, detached, or surly.

As I gained more experience working with him, I began to notice different sides of him, which I hadn’t seen until then. Nonetheless, as time elapsed and I examined his personality very closely, I began to see him through a different lens.

I unconsciously built up the warmth and love in my heart for him. Finally, it was his sincerity and genuineness that won my heart. I did not expect him to become my special one.

Wait for how we ended in action.

To be continued.

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Pallavi ki lingerie photoshoot ke baad woh office pahuchi. Usne baki dono trainee Jhoshna aur Priya ko puri tarah nangi hokar desk par lesbian sex karte dekha.

Yeh dekh achanak uske chehre pas ek alag si khushi dekhne mili. Kal dono ne usse bahut chidhaya tha jaab usne sirf bra panty pehen kar pura din kaam kiya tha. Ab un dono ki aisi halat dekh woh bhi maze lene lagi.

Upar si Aftab ki baaton ne mera kaam hi asan kar diya.

Pallavi – Rajeev sir, ek minute apka phone milega kya. Kal in logon ne bahut chidyaha tha mujhe, aaj unki ye nangi video banana toh banta hai.

Ab maine bhi usse mana nahi kiya, phone ke badle Pallavi ki jawani gift mein milne wali thi.

Main – Lelo lo, Pallavi. Ache se video banana.

Fir kya woh unhe chidhate hue unki video banati hai. Main bhi dusre phone se un teeno ki video banata hun, Pallavi adhi nangi aur baki dono pure nangi hokar humare bich the.

Kya mast nazara tha. Kuch deer unki video banane ke baat Saab apne kapde pehen lete hai.

Maine Pallavi ko andar cabin mein bulata hun. Woh ab bhi apne lingerie mein hi thi. Uske kapde maine jaan kar cabin mein hi rakha tha.

Main – Toh kya socha Pallavi kya karogi. Waise toh tum office tak lingerie mein hi aa gayi ho toh, tumne pehla option hi chunna hai. Par mera dil toh bahut hai ye janne ki tumhari sex fantasy kya hai.

Pallavi – Koi baat nahi Rajeev sir, apko shaam tak apko meri sex fantasy pata chal jayegi.

Woh ye smile karte hue aisa kehti hai. Aur wahin mere cabin mein hi laptop lekar beth jaati hai.

Main – Pallavi, ab apne kapde nahi pehnogi kya?

Pallavi – Nahi sir, Ab sex fantasy story likhni hai apni toh iss lingerie mein aur jyada horny feeling ayegi na.

Main – Waah Pallavi, par meri tabiyaat kharab lag rahi hai, tum chaho toh yahin beth sakti ho, main arram kar leta hun.

Aur main aisa kehkar sone chala jaata hun.

Jab main wapas uthta hun aur apni desk par atta hun, toh dekha hun kuch papers printout kar rakha hua hai. Pallavi ne jo lingerie pehen rakhi thi woh desk par padi hai. Achanak bathroom mein kiske nahane ki awaz att hai.

Main jaise hi bathroom ke pass atta hun toh dekha hun Pallavi puri nangi hokar naha rahi thi. Bathroom ki screen kafi haad tak transparent thi, Pallavi ke uss nange jism ko dekh kar meri toh jaise sansen hi ruk jaati hai.

Kya jism tha uska, jaise koi apsara ho. Main chupke se uski Video bana leta hun. Jaise hi woh nahakar atti hai main wahan se challa jaata hun.

Pallavi apne top aur leggings pehen leti hai. usne apni lingerie wahin chod di thi. Main jaise hi wapas atta hun. Toh dekhta hun uske baal bighe hue hai.

Main – Kya hua Pallavi lagta hai nahakar ayi ho. Meri fantasy stories ka kya hua.

Pallavi sharmate hue ishare se table ki aur dikhati hai.

Main – Accha toh ye hai, are ye kya tumne apni lingerie yahin utar di. Kyun ye nahi chahiye kya. Ab challo apni fantasy phad kar toh sunao.

Pallavi – Nahi Rajeev sir, aap phad lo mujhse nahi phada jayega.

Main – Chalo koi baat nahi main hi phad leta hun. Dekhu toh jara tumhari sex fantasy kya hai.

Fir kya main paper uthata hun aur uski fantasies phadne lagta hun.

Uski pehli fantasy thi. ‘Nude hokar bich road mein apni photoshoot karwana.’ Maine Pallavi ki aur dekh kar ye phad raha tha, jaise hi maine Road par nude hone ki baat kahi usne apni nazre jhuka li.

Uski dusri fantsy thi. ‘Nude paint ball khelne ki.’

Main – Pallavi waah kya unique fantasy hai. isme toh bahut log lagenge. Kiske saath khelogi ye Pallavi.

Uski tisri fantasy thi. ‘Nude hokar car drive karne, aur fir chalti car mein sex karna.’

Main – Waah Pallavi ye toh film mein bhi dekha hai. Maza ayega aisa sex karne mein.

Uski chouthi fantasy thi. ‘Nude hokar beach mein jaana aur lehron ki beach sex karne.’

Main – Pallavi ye toh maine ek porn mein dekha tha, lagta hai tumne bhi wahin par dekha hoga.

Uski akhri fantasy thi. ‘Office mein gangbang karwane ki.’

Main – Oh waah. Pallavi kya fantasy hai tumhari maza aa gaya. Par ye fantasy aise hi hai ki pura bhi karna hai.

Pallavi kuch nahi kehti.

Main – Kuch toh kaho Pallavi. Waise aaj tumhari photoshoot achi thi. Jald hi tumhari ye photo bahut se jagah par hoding par lagi hogi. Soch kar dekho tumhari modeling ki pehli assignment. kyun kaisa laga.

Pallavi – Apne hi fasaya hai. Par ab thoda accha lag raha hai. Par pehli baar aisi transparent lingerie pehen photoshoot karwane mein kaisa ajeeb sa lag raha tha Rajeev sir. bahut sharam bhi aa rahi thi. Par thanks mera daar dur karne ke liye.

Main – Dekha tum bekar dar rahi thi. Ab aya na confidence.

Pallavi – Main ek baat kahun sir. Main jaanti hun app kya chahte ho. Par meri ek request hai please mujhe sabke samne toh aisi mere kapde maat utarwayiye sir. Main jaanti hun ek aur galti aur fir mujhe bina kapdo ke hi kaam karna hoga.

Par chahe toh bina kapdo ke iss cabin mein kaam karwalo par bahar nahi. Sabke samne main nangi nahi hona chahti.

Main – Pallavi ab aise maat kaho, challo thik hai tumne pehli baar kuch manga hai toh manna nahi krunga. Par ye maat samajhna ki saza nahi milegi. Meri saari baat manogi toh main jo saaza dunga woh bass hamare dono ke bich hi rahegi bolo hai manjur.

Pallavi – Aaaj apne Aftab sir ke samne jo kaha uske baad lagta hai main thodi si lucky toh hun. Warna unki trainne hoti toh woh na jaane kya kar chukke hotte.

Main – Maine toh pehle hi tumhe select kar liya tha, toh woh kahan se le leta tumhe.

Pallavi – Thank you sir. App sach mein acche ho.

Aur aisa kehte hue woh mujhe achanak se gale lagga leti hai. Main bilkul sakpaka jaata hun. Usne andar na bra pehni thi aur aur na hi panty. Uski chuchiyan mere badan mein aise takrati hai ki mera lund pura khada ho jaata hai. aur uske choot par ragdne lagta hai.

Main – Uff Pallavi! Jao hostel jakar arram karo kaal milte hai aise bhi bahut raat ho gayi hai. Ab aur tumhne mujhe kuch daar hug kiya toh main khud ko rok nahi payunga.

Pallavi – Kya hua sir main toh sirf thank you keh rahi thi. Apko accha nahi lagga.

Main – Bass karo ab jao. Tumahre ye rasile ammon ne kuch daar mujhse aise hi chuya toh fir main kuch kar dunga. Waise Tum 3-4 din mein hi kitni badmash ho gayi ho. Jaan kar aise bina bra ke mera samne khaddi ho.

Pallavi – Thoda sa majak toh kar sakti hun na sir. App toh kabse meri bra utarna chahte the. Maine apka kaam asan kar diya.

Main – Baas aaj ke liye itna maza thik hai. Jao tum ab kaal ek aur photoshoot hai. bahut kaam hai. Haan aur kaal ek challenge bhi hai. Time 7:00 baje hai mere cabin mein. Abse tum yahin cabin mein hi bethogi. Thik hai na

Main – Waise Kya hua hai Pallavi tum thik toh ho, Subah tak toh sab kaam karne ko manna kar rahi thi. Achanak kya ho gaya.

Pallavi – Ab 3 mahine yahan guzarne hai, Rote hue kyun bitayon, Aap jo chahte ho woh toh karwa kar rahoge. Isse accha hai aapki baaten maan loon. Apse jeet toh nahi sakti na.

Main – Good girl, abb maza ayega. Par meri haar baat manogi na pakka?

Pallavi – (Smile karte hua) Haan manungi saar, haar baat manungi. Ab toh mujhe bhi isme maza anne laga hai.

Main – Accha Ji. Toh agle 3 dino tak galti ki saza bhi tum khud decide karogi. Dekhte hai tum khud ko kya saza deti ho.

Woh good night kehti hai aur wahan se hostel ke room mein chali jaati hai. Mere ankhon mein toh uska woh nahane ka scene hi chalta rehta hai. Pata nahi kab Pallavi ki is jawan jism ke theek se dedar honge.

Upar se jabse usne mujhe gale lagaya hai. Uske iss makhmali badan ko chunne ki chahat aur bhadhti ja rahi hai. Upar se Pallavi ke badle hue mizzaj ko dekh lagta tha ki jald hi woh mujhpar apni jawani lootane wali hai.

Uff kab woh din ayega yehi soch soch kar raat kaat jaati hai. Achanak meri ankh khulti hai toh Pallavi mere samne thi. Main kaal office mein hi so gaya tha. Pallavi ne hi mujhe uthaya tha. Us waqt 7:30 baaj rahe the.

Pallavi – Uthiya sir Photoshoot par nahi jaan kya.

Main – Subah bhi ho gayi abhi toh soya tha.

Pallavi – Lagta hai kaal raat neend nahi ayi, kiske khayalon mein khoye hue the sir.

Main – Tumhare aur kiske, tumse en 3 mahino mein kya kya karwana hai woh soch raha tha. Tumhe acche se saab chiz ki training deni hai na.

Maine iss tarike se usse ye kaha ki woh samaj gayi ki main kya kehna chahta tha. Woh sharmati huyi apni nazre pher leti hai. Ab toh uski bhi tadap dekhne layak thi. Woh bhi ussi andaz mein jawab deti hai.

Pallavi – Haan sir, mujhe bhi apse acche se training leni hai. Aap itne expert ho na, Aap jitni mehnat karne ko kahoge main karungi.

Uski ye baaten sun kar hi mera lund khada honne lagta hai.

Pallavi – Sir aap kuch bhul toh nahi rahe. Time kya hua hai apne toh 7:00 baje bulaya tha.

Main – Oh haan, par aaj toh main hi nahi utha toh aaj tum late nahi ho. Par haan lagta hai tum jaan kar late ayi ho. Saza panne ki itni tadap. Toh thik hai jaise maine kaal kaha tha tum hi saza decide karo kya karna chahti ho.

Main – Haan paar pehle tumhara aaj ka photoshoot karle. Aaaj ye kuch babydolls lingerie padi hai dekho total 3 hai, inhe ek ek kar pehenkar photoshoot karna hai. Yahin bed par.

Pallavi – Lagta hai jald hi meri ye lingerie photoshoot mujhe famous kar degi. Main ready ho sir.

Fir kya ek ek kaar sare babydolls wali lingerie woh pehen kar aise aise sexy pose deti hai. Mere toh AC mein bhi pasine chut jaate hai. Meri lund to pura khada ho chukka tha. Aur woh ye dekh kar smile karne lagti hai.

Pallavi – Kya hua sir, lagta hai ye lingerie mein main kuch jyada hi sexy lag rahi hun.

Pata nahi Pallavi itni bold kaise ho gayi, woh ulta ab mujhe hi seduce kar rahi thi. Un sexy babydolls ne toh mujhe aur tadpa rakha tha. Upar se Pallavi ki ye baatein mujhe aur pagal bana rahi thi.

Main – Sach mein Pallavi ye babydolls mein tum kya kehar dha rahi ho, bass main janta hun. Uff.. Meri toh jaan lekar hi manogi lagta hai.

Bed par padi Pallavi ki bahut si photo main leta hun, aur usse bhi dikhata hun.

Pallavi – Rajeev sir, kya photo ayi hai ye, maine toh kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki aisi photoshoot bhi karwayungi kabhi. Meri ye photos kitni seductive hai.

Main – Yeh photo kisne dekh liya toh woh toh tumpar maar mitega. Tumhari ye photo kisiko bhi deewana bana sakti hai. Main kitna lucky hun Pallavi jo tum mujhse apni aisi photoshoot karwane ke liye ready ho gayi.

Pallavi – Ab apki slave bannee ka soch hi liya toh fir manna kyun karun sir. Aap jaise photoshoot karne ko kahoge waise karungi. Chaahe toh lingerie pehenkar ya bina uske.

Pallavi isare mein hi apni nude photoshoot ki baat kar deti hai. Paar main jaan kar anjan banta hun. Uski pehli nude photoshoot toh beach ke pass wale gufa mein hi krunga.

Wahan bheegte hue uske badan se uski bra panty apne haaton ne utarne mein jo maza ayega woh soch kar hi main pagal honne laga.

Pallavi – Kya sochne lagge, agla assignment kya hai. Apne kuch challenge ki baat kar rahe the. Aur haan aaj ki saza bhi toh puri karni hai.

Main – Toh battao kya saza chahiye tumhe.

Pallavi – Saza janne ke liye aap bahut excited laag rahe ho.

Main – Haan hun toh, Saza toh tumhare liye hai. Par mujhe aab lagta nahi ki kuch bhi tumhare liye saza jaisa nahi reh gaya hai. Tumhe toh usse maze ki tarah lene lagi ho warna jaan kar dare se kyun aati. Chalo ab baata bhi do. Mujhe aise kab tak tadpayogi.

Pallavi – Main janti hun aap kya saza chahte ho par mujhe nangi hotte dekhne mein abhi toh thoda aur intezar karna hoga.

Uski yeh baaten mujhe aur jyada betab karne lagti hai. Pata nahi kab tak main khud ko rok paunga.

Main – Pata nahi woh din kab ayega. Mujhe kab tak aise tadpane ka irada hai Pallavi. Ab toh jannat ke darshan karwa hi do Pallavi, mujhe kab tak aise tadpayogi.

Pallavi – Sabar ka phal meetha hota hai sir. Apko meetha phal nahi khanna kya.

Pallavi – Aaj main saza ke taur par pura din apke goad mein bethkar hi kaam karungi. Par ek shart hai apke haath piche bandhe honge. Boliye sir kaise lagi ye saza.

Main – Kya keh rahi ho. Main toh gaya fir, Yeh toh mujhe tadpane ka ek naya tarika hai. Uff main khud ko kaise rok payunga Pallavi.

Pallavi – Ek baat toh main bhul hi gayi. Main apki goad mein bass ye babydoll wali lingerie pehenkar hi bethungi.

Main – Yeh toh tumahre se jyada mere liye saza hai. Tum lingerie mein mere upar hogi aur Meri haath bandhi hogi. Par kyun.

Pallavi – Apke haath maine nahi bandha toh aap kya kya karoge mujhe pata hai. Itna risk main nahi lungi abhi.

Main – Please Pallavi mere haath maat bandho, Main vaada karta hun, jaab tak tum nahi kahogi, tab taak main tumhare jism ko haath nahi lagaunga.

Pallavi – Thik hai. par Pakka vaada na. Jab tak main na kahun aap mujhe nahi chuoge.

Main – Pakka vaad nahi chunga. Jab tak tum na kaho tab tak.

Usne aisa hi kiya, agle hi paal Pallavi ussi sexy si transparent Lingerie mein mere goad mein bethi thi. Kya aehsas tha. Uski gori makhmali sa badan mere badan se chu raha tha.

Mera lund buri tarah tadap raha tha, woh toh jaise uski ye lingerie phadkar uski choot mein janne ko bekarar tha. Woh bhi mere khade lund ko apni choot par aur apne gaand par acche se mehsos kar rahi thi.

Mera lund uske badan ko sehlaraha tha. Woh bhi jaan kar mere goad mein machal rahi thi. Uski nangi peth mere ankhon ke samne thi. Main khud ko ab kaise rok sakta tha, Maine apne hooton se uski peth par kiss karne lagga.

Mere hooton ke chutte hi, woh tadap uthi.

Pallavi – Aaah, ye kya kar rahe ho Rajeev sir Uff. Apne ne toh kaha tha ap mujhe nahi chuoge.

Main – Maine kaha tha ki main tumhare badan ko haath nahi lagaunga, paar tumhne ye nahi kaha tha ki apne hooton se bhi tumhare badan ko nahi chu sakta.

Pallavi – Ruk jaao na Rajeev sir, aap aise hi mujhe charo taraf kiss karte rahoge toh main kaise kaam karungi.

Par main kahan rukne wala tha itne dino baad Pallavi ke itne kareeb main khud ko kaise rokta. Fir achanak Pallavi ghum gayi aur mere upar bethkar mujhe kiss karne laggi. Meri toh khushi ka thikana nahi tha.

Main chahkar bhi usse pakad nahi sakta tha. Uff kya hooth the Pallavi ke, Main bass usse paglon ki tarah kiss karne lagga.

Pallavi ko kuch daar mein aehas hua ki maan uske badan ko haath nahi laga raha hun.

Pallavi – Rajeev sir, abb kyun ruke ho, apki Pallavi apke goad mein haan, mujhe apni bahoon mein bhaar lo na, apka maan nahi kar raha mujhe chunne ka.

Bass fir kya tha Pallavi ke itne kehne ki daar thi ki maine uske kamar ko pakda aur jor se usse apni bahoon mein bharkar usse kiss karne lagga. Do jawan jism jawani ke josh mein ek dusre ke badan se lipte hue the.

Main uske badan ko chaaro taraf chu raha tha. Kya makmali badan tha uska, mom ki tarah komal. mera lund toh satwe asman par tha.

Main – Pallavi uff. Tumhari shart main kaise todta. Tumhara ye makhmali badan mujhe pagal kar raha hai Pallavi. Dil toh karta hai bass tumhe yunhin apne bahon mein bharlon. Tumhari ye madmast jawani ko jee bharkar pi jayun.

Main ye Pallavi ko keh hi raha tha ki achanak Aftab mere cabin mein aa gaya. Aur mujhe aur Pallavi ko aise kiss karta dekh kar jalne lagga.

Pallavi akbaka kar mere goad se utar kar mere piche chup gayi aur apne haaton se apni chuchiyon ko aur choot ko chupane lagi. Woh nazre jukhaye wahan khadi thi.

Aftab – Waah kya nazara hai. Kya Rajeev hamen bhi toh Pallavi ki iss jawani ka maza lootne do. Palalvi kya lag rahi ho yaar iss sexy si babydoll mein.

Main – Tumhe itni si bhi samaj nahi ki cabin mein knock karke atte hai. Abb apni cabin mein jao main baad mein baat karta hun. Pallavi meri trainee hai main jo chahe karun. Tum apni trainee ko dekho.

Aftab ki baaten sun Pallavi thodi udas ho jaati hai. Aftab ne itna achha time kharab kar diya. Meri ye baat sun Aftab jhannakar wahan se chala gaya. Pallavi wahan udas khadhi thi.

Main – Kyun udas ho, Pallavi. Agli baar cabin ka darwana band rakhna.

Pallavi – Haan sir meri hi galti hai. Ye Aftab sir ki baaten mujhe bilkul achi nahi lagti. Main kya koi call girl hun.

Main – Unki baaton ko dhyan maat do Pallavi. Chaalo apne kapde change karlo.

Aur aisa kehkar main usse gale lagakar samjhane lagta hun.

Main – Thanks Pallavi ye mere life ka sabse behtarin kiss hai.

Pallavi – Mujhe thanks maat boliye sir. Apke chunne se na jaane mere badan mein kaisi aag si jaal uthi. Waise bhi Apke mun se saza dene ki baat achi lagti hai thankyou nahi.

Meri tabiyat kharab lagne lagi thi. toh maine Pallavi ko chutti dedi. Maine usse kapde pehen hostel chale jaane ko kaha. Par woh kahan manne wali thi.

Main – Thik hai pallai fir tumhari aaj ki photo edit karke site par daal do. Woh aaj ke babydolls ki ad bhi site par dalni hai. Tum karlogi na. Maain arram karta hun. Aur aisa kehkar mein so gaya

Jab neend khuli toh Subah ho chukki thi. Na jaane Pallavi ne kaun si dawa di thi. Par meri tabiyat ab thil lagne lagi thi. Pallavi mere pass hi so rahi thi. Main jaldi se jakar nahakar aa gaya.

Abhi subah ke 5:30 baaj rahe the. maine jaise hi nahakar aya Pallavi ki neend khul gayi.

Pallavi – Good morning, sir, aap itni jaldi nahkar aa gaye. Main toh soch rahi thi kyun na beach par chala jaye. Wahan ki sunrise dekhne mein bahut maza ayega.

Main Pallavi ki baat maan gaya. Aur humdono beach par chale gaye. Abhi bhi thoda andhere tha. Par aise bhi beach par hamare alawa koi nahi tha. Wahan 10 baje se pehle koi nahi atta.

Pallavi – Rajeev sir, Chahliye na andar pani mein, Aaaj yahin beach par nahate hai. Dekhiye na kitna sundar beach hai.

Main kuch keh paata isse pehle hi Pallavi mera haath pakad kar pani mein le jaati hai. Lehron mein kabhi woh mujhse takrati toh kabhi main. Hum dono ka badan pani mein pura bheegh chukka tha.

Tabhi achanak ek lehar atti hai aur hum dono ko bahakar lejane lagti hai. Pallavi daar ka jor se mujhe gale lagga leti hai. Aur kab hum ek dusre ko kiss karne lagte hai patta hi nahi chalta.

Fir kya humdono khuleaam ek dusre ko aise bhahon mein bharkar kiss kar rahe the. kya nazara tha woh. Suraj ki kirne hamare badan par pad raha tha. Agle hi paal woh wahan beach par let gayi, aur apni haathon ko phelakar mujhe apni aur bulane lagi.

Pallavi ka woh bheega badan, aur woh subah ki thandi hawa. Humdono ke badan mein jaise aag laga deti hai. Main fir se usse kiss karne lagta hun. Pata nahi kab mere dono haath uski boobs ko dabane lagte hai.

Mujhe dhyan hi nahi rehta. Saab itni achanak hota hai ki Pallavi bhi mujhe nahi rokti. Fir achanak mujhe yaad atta hai to main ruk jaata hun.

Main – Sorry Pallavi, maine tumhe aise chu liya bina tumhare kahe.

Pallavi – Kya hua sir aap ruk kyun gaye. Apke mun se ye sorry achi nai lagti. Aaj maan apko apne shart se azzad karti hon. Aab aur interzar maat karwaona sir meri ek fantasy toh aaj puri kardo. Main aaj yahin beach par apko apna saabkun saupna chahti hun.

Pallavi – Aap toh kabse mere in rasile amon ko azzad karna chahte the na toh dekho na apke ye aam kaise tadap rahe hai. Pi jao na inka ye raass. Azzad kardo na inhe.

Pallavi ki ye baaten sun main bhala khud ko kaise rok sakta tha. Upar se lehren Pallavi ke badan ko bheega rahi thi. Uska ye bheega badan mujhe aur tadpa raha tha.

Maine Pallavi ko aur badha aur dono haaton se uski chuchiyon ko jor jor se dabane lagga. Pallavi ki tadap mujhe aur pagal kar rahi thi. Maine ab uske kapdon ke upar se hi uski nipples ko katne lagga.

Pallavi – Aaah. Haan Rajeev sir haan, kha jao inhe. Pi jao na inka sara raas, dekho na apke aam kitne rasile hai.

Main kuch karta isse pehle hi woh apni top khud apne badan se utar phekti hai. Usne andar apni wohi purple padded tshirt bra pehen rakha tha. Maine dono hanthon se uski bra par se hi uski boobs ko dabata hua uski naval ko kiss kiya. Woh buri tarah machal uthi.

Aaj itne dino baad jakar Pallavi mujhpar apni jawani loota rahi thi, Maine bina daar kiya hi uske badan se uski leggings ko nochkar uske badan se utar phekha. Sharam ke mare Pallavi pura ghoom gayi. Kya mast gaand the uske. Maine uske chuchiyon ko dono haathon se dabata hua uski pith par kiss karne laga.

Pallavi – Ab dare kyun kar rahe ho sir, mere badan se ye bra panty bhi utar pheko na, Mujhe apne haathon se nirvastra kar do na. Main apke samne puri tarah nangi hona chahti hun. Kya app nahi dekhna chahte ki apki Pallavi bina kapdo ke kaise dikhti hai.

Pallavi puri madmast ho chuckki thi. Aab toh bass use bass chudai karwani thi. Main bhi toh kabse uske jawani ka maza lootna chahta tha. Itne dino baad sayad meri yeh pyass bhujne wali thi. Par subah subah ka waqt tha waise toh koi itni subah wahan nahi aata, par fir bhi un military walon ka koi bharosa nahi.

Pallavi ko toh jawani ke josh mein koi hosh nahi tha, par uski ek fantasy puri karte karte kahin military walon ne dekh liya toh khuleam Pallavi ki gangbang ho jayegi.

Next part mein phadiye ki akhir agge hua kya. Kya woh miltary walon ne Pallavi ko pakad liya ya fir Pallavi ki pehli chudai ka maza maine loota.

Continuation from Part 3

Keeping her hand over my thighs, my hot friend Rini ran her tongue on my balls, moving it upwards through the skin of my dick to the tip of my dick. Her tongue was magical as she spent a few seconds just flicking the opening of the pee hole.

To be honest, I have had many blowjobs in the past. However, none really licked the most sensitive part of a man. Rini was a pro, and she knew exactly what could get a man to the edge. She kept licking my dick, sometimes just by her tongue and sometimes taking it fully up until her throat.

Rini: Now, tell me. Did anyone ever blow you better than me?

I denied nodding in rejection. I was speechless as I was trying to hold myself from cumming.

She again asked: Have you seen a slut like me?

I refused again. She knew very well how to use verbally dirty language to stimulate extreme pleasure contrary to her high-born education standards and upbringing.

She tormented me with her skillful mouth-job for another 5 minutes before I took things into my own hands.

I held her head with both hands and pushed my dick down her throat until my friend started choking and scratching my thighs. Her eyes got filled and I knew she was unable to breathe. After 4 seconds down her throat, I relieved her mouth, letting her remove my dick without releasing her head from my hands.

I asked her: How was this, Rini? I have fucked the hell out of you a numerous time in my fantasy. Today, the whole day you didn’t let me live in peace and knocked on my door.

Then I pushed her head again and she opened her mouth gladly to take my dick. Another 4 seconds and she moved back gagging with tears filled in her eyes. She on the contrary was passing a grin every time I did that to her. Her face was smeared by the time I did it thrice and my dick was covered with her saliva.

Rini was wild, and so was I. I literally stood up pulling her along with me to stand. I lifted my friend’s by her waist over my shoulders, making her tits fall on my back by holding her ass which was next to my face and supporting her thighs with my other hand.

The moment I fully lifted her, she wiggled. I had to spank her ass twice, but this made her even more wild. We reached my bed and I threw her onto it. She landed on her back. Her boobs bounced with the motion and she finally settled down.

I watched my hot friend’s boobs bouncing. She teasingly folded her knees to her boobs and then spread them wide, putting her fuckhole and asshole on display. Then I gulped the remaining scotch from the glass and moved next to her exposed pussy. I inhaled a deep smell of her pussy, keeping my nose on her clit.

I said: Uff! This is the smell I have been longing for since the day I saw you at one of our friend’s parties.

With that, I took another deep inhale, putting my nostrils on her juicy cunt. Before I realized it, I was holding Rini’s thighs, and my tongue was digging deep in her asshole. She squirmed with pleasure that I was giving her. Holding her thighs with one hand, I took my other hand to open her drenched cunt lips. Her hole was now visible and it was quite open, maybe the size of a ring.

I knew she was sexually active and it didn’t bother me knowing the torment she went through since last night by her dad. I wasn’t expecting anything less. Then I dug my fingers one after the other and settled on 3 fingers comfortably moving in and out of her. After quite some time, I gave one last swirl before placing my rock-hard dick at the entrance of Rini’s cunt.

Our eyes were transfixed on each other. Her face was so cute and innocent, and her pouted lips were begging me to enter her.

I asked: Rini, condom?

She blurted angrily: Fuck me, Rahul. Just push that fucking dick inside!

And I obliged. Her thighs rested on both sides of my ass, and I moved my hand from her waist upwards, feeling every each of her body and passing through her melons. I held those protruding nipples and gave a squeeze, sending her to another orgasm and finally resting on her palms. I gripped it well over her head and made another push. She arched and moaned –

Rini: Ahhh fuckkk! You are big. I love your dick inside me. Fuck me, Rahul, tear my cunt. I was waiting for this day.

Another push and I started sucking her neck and digging my teeth into her skin lightly.

I was a beast by then. The sexual stress that built up throughout the day had taken over me. I kept ramming my hot friend’s pussy. She was moaning at the top of her lungs, matching the passion. I didn’t want to cum so quickly and break the rhythm, so I stayed deep inside her for 10-15 seconds.

Sensing my intentions, she whispered: You want me whole night, don’t you?

With that, she rolled me, came on top of me, and started riding again. She wasn’t jumping on my dick, but rather was rubbing her crotch on mine taking my dick inside. I was holding her love handles to support her but she helped my hands and placed it over her tits and asked –

Rini: Didn’t you always press my tits with your eye? Every time we met previously, I could feel your palm over my tits just by the stares you would give. I could feel your tongue on my asshole every time you stared at my ass.

I replied: Oh, you don’t know baby how I used to control myself on those occasions.

She rode me for another 15 minutes before climbing down sending my climax building up.

She said: Not yet, Tiger. You can’t come yet (looking straight into my eyes).

Then I rolled her over again, but instead of pouncing on her, I had other things in mind. As I was on the 3rd floor facing the airport road, I pulled her from the bed and pressed her against the glass window. Her boobs were stuck on the glass with the light switched on. Even though none could see her from outside, the feeling that someone might see her was adding to the kick. I entered her again from behind and this time her ass. It was not difficult but the inside of her ass was dry.

I pushed three fingers again inside her pussy to make it dripping and used it to push my finger in her asshole. This made it a little slippery. Then I held her arms behind her back, made her split her legs wide, and pushed my dick deep inside her ass. She screamed at the top of her voice. I removed my dick and pushed again.

Rini: You are such an animal, Rahul! You are breaking me into pieces.

She was getting used to the momentum. I would fully remove it and then push it back. We fucked mercilessly. Sometimes I would spank her ass, and sometimes bite her back. Another 15 minutes of hard fucking and I could feel my cum building. She had cummed thrice already by the time I reached mine.

I told her: Tell me bitch, are you thirsty?

She screamed: Yes.

Then I released her from the grip and made her kneel next to the bed. She started sucking my dick vigorously. I kept one leg on the bed trapping her head on the edge of the bed. With one last push, she took my dick to her throat, triggering mine and her own climax. I kept releasing my all-day stores that came down her throat jets after jets.

Rini gagged every time there was a spree. 5 seconds and I released her through so that she could breathe. She inhaled a long breath through her nose but didn’t release my dick. I kept releasing for another 2-3 seconds which filled her mouth. She swallowed it happily.

I could see the mat where she was kneeling all drenched with her squirt. We both were exhausted by the end of it, but I managed to pull her to the bed and I lay on top of her. She however insisted on using the loo and joining. She returned after a while and I cuddled her fondly, kissing her forehead.

I said: Rini, you were the best fuck so far. Last night when I saw you blowing your dad, I was cursing myself not to be the one. Every time your dad pushed his dick this morning, I was jealous as well as horny hoping to fuck you someday soon. Loved the way you surprised me by coming over here. You were by far the most energetic sex partner I had. I hope you ride me every morning until I am here.

She replied: I know, even my dad has been telling me the same thing for the last 12 years.

I couldn’t gather it the first time when she said this.

I asked: Sorry, what? Can you come again?

She understood my position, and she said: 12 years Rahul, you heard that right.

Then she kissed my lips, her leg was over me, my limp cock was still rubbing her crotch and she continued.

Rini: You heard it correctly the first time. I never told you even though you were my best friend but my old widower dad had been filling my womb even before we met.

This sent a shiver down my spine reaching my dick which started to gain strength.

Rini: Wow, looks like someone is getting hard again hearing this.

I was getting hard again. Then I rubbed my dick on her cunt lips while cuddling her even more closely.

I said: I want to know more.

This is Rahul Roy, your very own investment banker from London currently put up in Stratford E20/. Feel free to leave me a note at [email protected]

Signing off for now.

Mere pehle part mein ek baat batana bhool gaya 2nd part shuru karne se pehle wo jaan lo. Main ab Goa mein bakery poder (pao bechna) ka kaam karta hu. 2-3 maheene mein ek baar apne ghar Haji bihar jata hu. 15-20 din reh kar wapas goa aata hu, aur meri mummy kuch din mere paas goa aur kuch din haji mein rehti hai. Ab kahani shuru karta hu.

Mummy ko chot lagne ka dard kam hone ke baad usne Rakesh uncle ko raat mein ghar bula liya. Wo hamare ghar aa gaye.

Mummy: Tumne subah doctor ko kitne paise diye?

Rakesh uncle: Rehne de wo.

Mummy: Nahi lelo tumhare paise. Bolo kitne?

Uncle: Mujhe paise nahi, aur kuch chahiye?

Mummy: Kya?

Uncle: Main tumse pyar karta hu. Tumhare sath sona chaahta hu.

Mummy: Kya? Tumhara dimag to theek hai?

Mummy ne mujhe paas mein dekha aur Rakesh uncle ka hath pakad kar room mein le gayi, aur aadha hi darwaza band kar diya. Main bhi chupke se room ke nazdeek jaa kar unki baatein sunne aur dekhne laga.

Mummy: Kya kaha tumne? Mera beta hai waha.

Uncle: Use kya pata hum kya baat kar rahe hai. Us tak awaaz nahi jaa rahi thi.

Mummy: Nahi use sab samajh aa gaya hoga. Aur tumne ye soch kaise liya ki main tumse pyaar karungi?

Uncle: Please maan jao.

Mummy: Tumhare paise lo, aur niklo.

Uncle: Meri baat to samjho (Meri mummy ka hath pakadte hue).

Mummy: Hath chhodho mera. Mujhe kuch nahi samajhna.

Fir mummy room ke baahar jaane lagi, to uncle ne unka hath nahi chhodha. Unhone mummy ko apne paas kheench liya, aur mummy ne gusse mein uncle ko chaanta maar diya.

Uncle: Teri ye majaal, mujhe maarti hai (uncle ne mummy ko peeche se pakad liya).

Fir wo paaglon ki tarah mummy ki peeth aur gaalon ko kiss karne lage aur kaatne lage. Mummy unse chootne ka prayaas karne lagi.

Mummy: Aahhh aahhh, chhodho mujhe.

Uncle mummy ki nighty ke upar se andar hath daal kar boobs bahut zor se dabane lage. Mummy ke muh se aah uhh chhodho ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Par Rakesh uncle par koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Usne mummy ko bed par lita diya.

Mummy: Please aisa mat karo. Ye galat hai, mera ek beta hai.

Uncle: Main teri chudai bahut saal pehle se karna chaahta tha. Par mauka nahi mila. Har raat tere naam ki muth maar ke sota tha. Please maan jao. Main chaahta hu teri marzi ho teri chudai mein.

Mummy: Ye nahi ho sakta. Kisi ko pata chal gaya to?

Uncle: Koi nahi jaanega, sirf tere aur mere beech mein rahega.

Mummy: Mera beta?

Uncle: Wo idhar nahi aayega. T.V. dekh raha hoga.

Mummy: Ek baar dekh kar aati hu wo kya kar raha hai.

Main jaldi se aa kar chair par baith kar T. V. Dekhne laga. Mummy mere paas aa kar boli-

Mummy: Beta mujhe thoda uncle ke sath kaam hai. Tu yahi ruk. Neend aa jaye to yahi bed par so jana. Mera kaam hone ke baad tumhe andar leke jati hu.

Main: Theek hai mummy.

Fir mummy andar chali gayi. Thodi der baad main bhi room ke darwaze ke paas gaya. Door lock nahi kiya tha, thoda sa open tha, waha se main dekhne laga. Uncle ne mummy ko baahon mein le liya, aur kiss karne lage. Wo mummy ke muh mein muh daal kar kiss karne lage.

Par mummy unka sath nahi de rahi thi. Sirf uncle muh hila rahe the, aur jeebh mummy ke muh mein andar-baahar kar rahe the. Aisa thodi der karne ke baad uncle ne mummy ko bed par patak diya. Uncle poore nange ho gaye. Unka 7 inch mota lund ek-dum tanna hua khada tha. Us par ek bhi baal nahi tha. Lund dekh kar mummy darr gayi aur boli-

Mummy: Kitna bada hai ye, main nahi le sakti ise.

Uncle: Darro mat, kuch nahi hoga. Har lund chut ke liye hi bana hota hai. Tum bhi nangi ho jao.

Mummy ne mana kiya aur boli: Main kabhi poori nangi nahi hui hu, apne pati ke saamne bhi nahi.

Uncle ne kaha: Maza nahi aayega aise kapde pehan ke sex karne ka. To nighty to utaro fir.

Mummy ne jaise hi nighty utari, mummy ke bade-bade boobs dekh kar main hairan ho gaya. Kitne bade the, ek-dum tight. Bra bhi nahi pehan rakhi thi. Main sochne laga aaj to uncle boobs ko nichodh-nichodh kar khaa jayenge. Udhar uncle ka bura haal tha. Unka lund aur bada hone laga tha. Uncle ne boobs ko hath mein pakda aur zor se dabane lage.

Mummy: Marr gayi, thoda dheere. Aaa uhh, aaram se karo.

Uncle ek boob hath mein lekar bahut zor se dabane lage, to doosra boob muh mein lekar doodh peene lage, nichodhne lage, kaatne lage.

Mummy: Ahh kaato mat, dard ho raha hai. Uhhh, dheere karo.

10 minute ka stann-paan karke mummy ke dono boobs ko poora nichodh diya. Unhone kaat bhi liya tha, aur uske nishan bane the. Fir uncle ne mummy ko ghutno par bithaya, aur lund ko muh mein lene ko kaha. To mummy ne mana kiya aur boli-

Mummy: Ye maine kabhi nahi kiya. Mujhse ye hoga nahi.

Par uncle nahi maane, aur muh mein lund daalne lage. Maa ne muh nahi khola, to unhone nipples ko dabaya. Isse muh khul gaya, aur uncle lund muh mein daal ke andar-baahar karne lage. Wo maa ka sar ko pakad ke lund muh ke andar tak ghusa rahe the. Thodi der baad maine dekha maa bhi aaram se lund choos rahi thi.

Thodi der lund choosne ke baad uncle maa ko bed par le gaye. Waha unko litaya. Ab uncle petticoat kholna chaahte the, par maa ne mana kiya. Fir petticoat ko neeche se uthaya, aur kamar ke upar le gaye. Maa ne andar blue color ki panty pehni thi. Wo geeli ho chuki thi.

Main samajh gaya ki maa bhi ab chudwana chaahti thi. Aur kyun na chudwaye? Meri maa jawan thi, aur sex ki bhookh to hogi hi. Khair kahani pe aate hai. Uncle ne geeli panty dekhi.

Uncle: Dekha mana kar rahi thi. Ab dekho teri chut geeli ho gayi hai.

Mummy ne kaha: Aise karoge to geeli hogi hi na.

Fir uncle ne maa ko pairon se chaatna start kiya, aur chaat-te chaat-te wo chut ke paas pahunch gaye. Fir panty ke upar se chut chaatne lage. Uske baad ungli panty ke upar se hi chut mein daal kar andar-baahar karne lage.

Mummy: Aahh haye aisa mat karo, dard ho raha hai. Uhhh.

Uncle ne fir maa ki panty utaar di. Maine dekha unki chut poori baalon se bhari hui thi. Shayad kaafi saalon se baal nahi kaate honge. Uncle mummy ki chut mein ungli karne lage. Maa ko bahut dard ho raha tha. Wo baar-baar keh rahi thi ungli mat daalo dard ho raha hai, andar lag raha hai.

Thodi der ungli daalne ke baad maa ki chut se paani aane laga. Jab uncle ne apna muh chut par rakha, to maa ne use rokte hue kaha-

Mummy: Ye gandi jagah hai, yaha muh mat lagao.

Tab uncle bole: Yahi sabse pavitra jagah hai meri jaan. Isi ke liye duniya idhar ki udhar ho jati hai.

Aur wo chut chaatne lage jeebh daal kar. Mujhe lekin ye bahut ganda lag raha tha, kyunki itne baal the chut par ki main bata nahi sakta. Upar se chut aur baal poore bheege the paseene aur chut ke paani se. Fir bhi uncle ko kya maza aa raha tha malum nahi. Wo maze se chut chaate jaa rahe the. Chut ko unhone bahut chaata, aur saara paani pee gaye.

Ab maa ki dono taange chaudi kar di, aur beech mein aaye. Fir apna lund liya, aur maa ki chut ke paas rakh diya, aur ek dhakka maara. Maa ke muh se cheekh nikal gayi-

Mummy: Marr gayi aah Ohhh, nikalo.

Lekin lund ka topa hi chut ke andar gaya tha. Fir uncle ne lund baahar nikaal kar aur ek dhakka maara, aur aadha lund andar gaya. Maa ke muh se cheekhein nikal rahi thi. Uncle ne maa ke muh par hath rakha, aur ek zordaar dhakka maara ki maa poori tarah hil gayi. Fir uncle maa ki chudai karne lage. Wo ek baad ek dhakke maar rahe the.

Mummy ke muh se poore room mein awaaz goonj rahi thi ahh ahh uff chodo mujhe, haa aise hi karo, ab bas karo ahh. Wo is beech jhad chuki thi, aur dheeli ho kar sirf uncle ke dhakko ka maza le rahi thi.

Uncle: Toone aaj mujhe bahut khush kiya hai. Itni tight chut maine kabhi nahi dekhi. Maza aa gaya.

10-15 minute chudai ke baad uncle jhadne waale the. Uncle ne speed bada di.

Uncle: Ahhh huh.

Mummy: aah bas ohhh aaa. Uncle ne mummy ko bola: Mera nikalne wala hai.

Mummy use baahar girane ko boli, magar uncle andar girana chaahte the.

Uncle: Baahar giraya to sex ka maza nahi aayega. Andar girane do.

Mummy ne kaha: Nahi.

Aur uncle ko apne upar se hata diya. Uncle ne saara virya maa ke pet, nabhi, aur chut ke baahar gira diya, aur maa ki bagal mein let gaye. Kuch der letne ke baad mummy bed par baith gayi, aur rone lagi.

Uncle: Ro kyun rahi ho?

Mummy: Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki koi paraya mard ye sab karega mere sath.

Uncle: Kuch nahi, darro mat. Main hu tere sath. Tumhe kabhi nahi chhodhunga. Tere sath hamesha rahunga.

Aur uncle ne mummy ko baahon mein le liya. Thodi der baad mummy panty aur nighty pehanne lagi, to uncle bole-

Uncle: Aur chudai karni hai hame.

Mummy ne kaha: Nahi please, bahut dard ho raha hai. Aur kabhi karte hai.

Uncle: Nahi ek baar aur karenge. Dekho mera lund abhi bhi khada hai.

Mummy ne kaha: Samajhne ki koshish karo. Tumne bahut zor se kiya hai, masla hai. Boobs aur chut dono dard kar rahe hai.

Uncle: Please maan jao, dheere karta hu, aaram se karenge. Kuch dard nahi hoga chalo.

Mummy: Ek hi baar hai abhi.

Uncle bole: Theek hai.

Iski aage ki kahani next part mein bataunga. Aapko kahani kaisi lagi zaroor bataye. Haa koi meri mummy ko chodna chaahta hai to main help karunga mummy ki Facebook id deke. Mail me at [email protected]

I am Romeo, a college student from Delhi with a penchant for writing erotic stories. Little did I know that my stories would lead me to an unforgettable adventure in the picturesque hill station of Dharamshala. I was in the company of the sultry Richa and her doting husband, Vinay.

Vinay, a professor, and Richa, a teacher, both in their late 30s, reached out to me after reading my previous stories. They expressed their desire to explore the depths of their long-held fantasy – an accidental cuckold and threesome.

I was intrigued and excited by their proposition and agreed to join them on their journey to Dharamshala. The hill station of Dharamshala, nestled in the lap of the Himalayas, is a haven of peace, serenity, and natural beauty. The scenic beauty of the place left me speechless.

We made our way to Khajjiar, a nearby hill station known as the ‘Mini Switzerland of India.’ The lush green meadows, towering trees, and crisp mountain air created the perfect backdrop for the sinful escapade that awaited us. As we explored Khajjiar, I found myself growing closer to Richa.

We shared a connection that went beyond the physical, and I could sense her longing for the forbidden. I took the lead in seducing her, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. I was making her blush with my suggestive comments.

Richa, with her radiant skin, full tits, and juicy pussy that was begging for attention, was a sight to behold. That night, as we checked into our hotel room, Vinay’s excitement was palpable. Richa, a woman of striking beauty and insatiable appetites, lay before us on a bed of velvet and sin.

Her dark eyes gleamed with anticipation. She beckoned us closer, her full lips parted in a seductive smile. Vinay, a comrade in hedonism, wasted no time in shedding his garments, revealing his rigid length. I followed suit. My cock was standing at attention, eager to explore the depths of Richa’s welcoming embrace.

I approached the foot of the bed. Richa’s gaze drifted from Vinay to me, her eyes widening with hunger. She extended a hand, beckoning me closer still. I obliged, crawling onto the bed and positioning myself between her parted thighs.

My hands roamed her body, exploring the soft curves and valleys of her flesh. I dipped my head, capturing a pert nipple between my lips. I was teasing it to a hard peak with my teeth and tongue. Richa’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips as she arched into my touch.

Vinay, not one to be left out, joined us on the bed, his body hovering above Richa’s. His lips found hers, their mouths melding in a passionate kiss as their tongues danced together. I continued my exploration of Richa’s body. My fingers traced a path down her stomach and delving into the folds of her pussy.

She was already soaked, her arousal coating my fingers as I circled her clit. Richa’s hips bucked, meeting my touch as her moans grew louder. Breaking their kiss, Vinay trailed his lips down Richa’s neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. His tongue darted out, tasting her flesh as he made his way to her breasts.

He lavished attention on her neglected nipple, his teeth and tongue working in tandem to bring her to the brink of ecstasy. Richa’s hands roamed Vinay’s body. Her fingers dug into his firm ass as she ground her hips against mine. My fingers continued their relentless assault on Richa’s pussy.

Her wetness coated my hand as I plunged first one, then two fingers into her tight channel. Her inner walls clenched around me, her muscles pulsing with pleasure. I curled my fingers, searching for that elusive spot that would send her spiralling into bliss.

As I stroked Richa’s G-spot, her moans grew more insistent, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Vinay, too, was lost in the moment, his hips thrusting as he sought his release. I could feel the tension building between us. The air was crackling with energy as we neared our climax.

With a final thrust of my fingers, Richa shattered, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, her muscles milking them as she cried out in ecstasy.

Vinay, too, found his release, his cock twitching as he painted Richa’s stomach with his seed. But we were not yet sated. As Richa’s orgasm subsided, her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I needed no further invitation, my cock sliding into her slick pussy with ease.

Richa’s walls closed around me, her muscles still quivering from her climax. I set a steady pace, my hips pistoning as I drove deeper into her welcoming heat. Vinay recovered from his release and joined us once more, his cock nudging at Richa’s lips.

She opened willingly, her tongue snaking out to taste the salty bead of pre-cum that glistened on his tip. With a groan, Vinay pushed forward, his cock sliding into Richa’s welcoming mouth. The three of us moved in unison, our bodies becoming one as we sought our pleasure.

Richa’s pussy clenched around my cock, her muscles rippling as she sucked Vinay’s length. I could feel the tension building once more, my balls drawing up as I approached my climax. Vinay, too, was nearing his limit. His thrusts became more frantic as he sought his release.

Richa, caught between us, moaned around Vinay’s cock, her orgasm building once more. With a final thrust, I emptied myself inside Richa, my seed filling her as I collapsed atop her. Vinay, too, found his release, his cock twitching as he filled Richa’s mouth with his essence.

Richa swallowed, her muscles milking every last drop from Vinay’s cock as she, too, shuddered in the throes of her climax. As we caught our breath, we lay in a tangle of limbs, our bodies slick with sweat. “That was amazing,” Richa whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

We spent the next three days exploring Dharamshala and indulging in our sinful desires. Every night, we would retire to our hotel room, our bodies eager for more. We fucked in every position imaginable, our moans and groans filling the room.

On our last night in Dharamshala, I took Richa’s ass for the first time. It was a tight fit, but with plenty of lube and patience, I was able to slide inside her. Richa let out a loud moan as I filled her up, her pussy flooding with wetness.

Vinay watched as I took Richa’s ass, his hand instinctively moving to his cock. I could see the lust in his eyes as he watched his wife get fucked in the ass. I knew he wanted a turn. As I pulled out of Richa’s ass, Vinay took my place. He entered her slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

Richa let out a loud moan as he filled her up. Her pussy clenched around his cock. As Vinay fucked Richa’s ass, I positioned myself in front of her and slid my cock inside her pussy. We fucked her in tandem, our moans and groans filling the room.

As we fucked Richa, I could feel myself getting closer to the edge. I quickened my pace, driving deeper and harder into Richa’s pussy. Richa let out a loud moan as she came, her pussy flooding with warmth. Richa caught her breath. Vinay and I pulled out of her.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, and our breaths came in short gasps. “That was incredible,” Richa whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

We packed our bags to leave Dharamshala. I knew that I enjoyed a lot with Richa and Vinay. I loved the unforgettable experiences we shared. But as I boarded the train back to Delhi, I knew that this was just the beginning of our sinful escapades.

Whenever Richa and Vinay dropped by Delhi for some work, we would make sure to meet up. We would have some wild sessions in positions that one could only dream of.

As I settled into my seat, I couldn’t help but smile. I had just experienced the adventure of a lifetime, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future holds.

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I felt a bit drugged. I was dizzy and sleepy. With my barely opened eyes, I saw Raima sitting on me with her gorgeous smile.

Her hands were resting on my chest. She was playing with my nipples. I couldn’t resist and wanted to get up and kiss her, but I couldn’t. How could I? I was tied to the bed frame.

She gave a kinky smile, leaned onto me, and whispered, “My ex-boyfriend was not fond of losing control. But I always like to be the dominant one.”

I said, “I want to be submissive and dominated. I don’t mind.” She started to lick me. She started on my lips. She was not kissing me. It was her tongue licking me. I tried to kiss her, but she immediately turned on my side. She reached for my earlobes. She was nibbling.

I was shivering a bit. She understood it and wanted to tease me. Her ass was perfectly placed on my flaccid tool. She now started to rub on that, a hip-on-hip action. She started to go for my neck. She was kissing and licking my neck. I felt ticklish, and I started to moan slightly.

Raima’s hands were holding my hair and pulling it backwards to make room for the neck action. She was biting me, kissing me, and licking me all over. I felt my blood rush to my tool, and I was semi-erect. She felt it on her ass.

Raima- I want to try different positions with you.

I was mesmerized by the event and could only shake my head.

Raima- What is your favourite position?

Me- I feel missionary, and being ridden is my favourite.

Raima- And why?

Me- In missionary, I have control, and in cowgirl, she can control. Plus, in cowgirl, the penetration is greater than in missionary.

Raima- How about the doggy position?

Me- Give me a chance. I might make you bark.

It was raining outside, and a sudden flash of lightning and thunder rumbled. She pinned her nails onto my chest and squeezed. It hurt, and she came closer to me.

Our lips touched, we shared a passionate kiss, and saliva was exchanged. She slipped down and started to pinch my nipples.

I was making moaning sounds that turned her on. She immediately placed her mouth on my nipples and started to suck and bite them alternatively. Raima’s tongue was circling my nipples, from semi-erect to full-erect. My bulge was getting bigger.

She said, “Wow, you are ready, aren’t you?”

I nodded with a kinky smile and said, “If my hands weren’t tied, you would know.”

She started to kiss me on my belly and chest. For the first time, I felt my nipples get more erect than what happens during a chilled winter. She went further down, placed her face beneath my tool, and her eyes gave a look of hunger. Her mouth was slightly open, and her tongue was ready for action.

I asked, “Will you please release me and my juices?”

She didn’t reply and pulled my pants down. She held my dick with her right hand, went down to my inner thighs, and started to use her tongue effectively. She was kissing my inner thighs. I couldn’t keep quiet. I couldn’t. I moaned, and she started to give me a handjob.

She immediately left the bed and went to the dining hall. I heard my fridge open and close. She returned with a jar of honey. I knew things were going to get more intense. She opened the jar and put some on her lips. She came near my face. I tasted her lips with honey, and we kissed.

I asked, “Will you empty the bottle tonight?”

She – Depends on my appetite.

She started to apply it to my balls, and she started to suck on them. The feeling was out of the world, with her warm tongue circling over my balls alternatively. Her hand gave me a handjob.

It couldn’t get any better than this. After playing with my balls, she stuck her nose on the tip of my dick and smelled my precum. She licked it, and I asked her, “Can you please untie me?”

She didn’t reply to me. I put one finger inside the honey jar, pulled a lot of honey, and applied it to my dick. Now she took the full dick in her mouth. She gagged but sucked, and the sound she was making while sucking was making me moan even more.

Her tongue tip was circling on the base, and my dick had reached her oesophagus. She held on to that position for a minute and sucked all the honey out.

Now she was blowing me. She took her panties off and placed them on my face. The smell of her panty blocked my view, and her blowing was making me crazy.

After about 10–15 minutes, I cum and cum a lot, and she drank it all. I was still hard. She didn’t want to miss this opportunity. She placed her vagina over my dick and started to ride me slowly. I was concerned about not wearing a condom.

She said, “I want it raw, without any barrier. Make sure you cum inside me. I won’t mind, but I want it raw.”

I started to give her thrust from below. Now, she started moaning loudly. I was feeling her vagina squeezing me. I could feel it tightening over my tool. I felt the inner wall of her vagina gripping onto me. It was hot and wet, and the atmosphere was steamy.

She used both her palms to check my neck. She was moaning with every bit of thrust. I was gasping for air. She wanted me to increase speed.”Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. I am yours. Please don’t let me go. he was a bastard. He couldn’t satisfy me. fuck me. Drain yourself into me.”

I increased my pace. She leaned on my chest and started to untie me. I got the opportunity to bite on her nipples, and I wasn’t going to miss my chance. As soon as I was free, I gripped her hip, and she placed herself on my chest. I was about to cum, but I didn’t want to cum immediately. I stopped thrusting.

“I want to fuck you like a dog, bitch. Let’s take time.” She agreed, and we switched positions. She asked me to go deep. The candles were getting dim. They went out after 2 minutes. It was already 3 a.m. when I checked my phone. She took her phone and started to take pictures in selfie mode.

I was fucking her from behind with hard jolts at 2-second intervals. I was planting my seeds as deep as possible. My balls were slapping her butt cheeks. The sound was echoing in the room, along with my grunt and her moans.

She started to record a video, her lips slightly open, moaning in synchronization with my hard thrusts.

I asked, “What’s the reason?”

“I need to send this to my friends to let them know how to get fucked. Ah, ah, ah, don’t stop.”

I kept fucking her for another 10 minutes. She informed me she was feeling her knees ache. So we again changed positions. Now, we were in a missionary position.

I put a pillow under her hips and placed my tool on her vagina. By now, her vagina was feeling inflamed. It seemed like a red cherry. I supported her legs and placed them on my body along my chest and shoulder parallelly.

Now, I started to increase my pace. She started to shake vigorously. Her legs were shaking tremendously. I held her tightly. She cum like a river. She was leaking all over the bed. I cum too. I pulled out and cum all over her belly.

We are both exhausted. I felt on her. She started to kiss me on my neck.

She whispered, “He used to fuck but didn’t know how to make me cum. He never knew how to satisfy my sexual hunger.”

Me- You do have a large appetite, I won’t lie.

She giggled and said, “I think this steamy session will keep me satisfied for a month or two.”

Me- Whenever you feel you need me, ask for it. Call me, text me, or just come over. I will be here for you.

We both went to sleep after this, and the next morning, we woke up after her phone started to ring. It was her friend. She had posted the video on her WhatsApp group. We took a bath together, and then we had breakfast, which she cooked. It was delicious. After that, she left my apartment.

We kept our lustful relationship for another 2 years, during which we engaged in threesomes. Then I introduced her to Anjali (which you can read in my story “Milf of my dreams”). We had a steamy night in a hill station, which I will post in due time.

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Akhir itne dino baad Pallavi ne apni jawani mujhpar lootane ka phaisla kar hi liya. Subah ka waqt tha aur beach ke kinare lehron mein bheegte hue do jawan jism ek dusre mein kho jaane ko bekara the.

Pallavi ne khud hi apni top utar pheki aur maine bhi uski chuchiyon ko dabta hua uski leggings uske badan se utar pheka. Pallavi ab sirf bra aur panty mein wahan beach par padi thi. Jaise maine uski leggings utari woh pura ghoom gayi.

Maine jaise hi uski chuchiyon ko dabata hua uski peth par kiss kiya woh machal uthi. Uff kya nazara tha woh, sumundar ki lehre uske adhe nange badan ko bigha rahi thi.

Pallavi – Rajeev sir meri assi hi photoshoot karo na. Aaaj main apni nude photoshoot karwana chahti hun. Aaj main apni sari fantasy puri karna chahti hun.

Fir kya main uski photoshoot karne lagga. Kuch daar maine uski aise hi photoshoot kiya. Woh lehron mein aise lotpot hotte hue pose de rahi thi.

Maine ab camere ko recording par set kiya aur Pallavi ke pass aa gaya. Main uske pairon se kiss karta hua uski jhanghon ko kiss karte hue uske hoonton ko kiss kiya. Usne mujhe jor se gale laga liya.

Pallavi – Aaj main pura din aise hi rehna chahti hun, apki bahon mein.

Main – Haan Pallavi aaj jee bharkar tumhari iss jawani ka swad chakhna chahta hun. Apni Jawani ka swad mujhe chahkhaogi na.

Pallavi – Haan sir, Sabkuch apka hi hai, jaise chahe le lo. Mujhe inn kapdo se azzad kardo na. Mujhe apne haathonn se nanga karo na Rajeev sir. Mujhe ab apne badan par ye kapde acche nahi lag rahe haan.

Fir kya tha main usse wahan letakar uske haath ko upar karta hun. Aur dono haathon se uski chuchiyon ko maslne lagta hun. Pallavi machalti huyi uff aah ki awaz nikal rahi thi.

Woh sharmate hue apni akhen band kar leti hai, akhir main khusekam uski izzat utar raha tha.

Maine uski bra ki hook kholi aur uski chuchiyon ko masalta hua uski bra utarne lagga. Maine uski bra uski haanthon se nikal pheka. Uff kya kismat thi meri. Pallavi ki chuchiyan ab azzad ho chukki thi. Uski nangi chuchiyan meri ankhon ke samne thi.

Main uski chuchiyon par tut pada. Maine jaise hi uski nipples ko apne mun mein lekar kaata, woh tadap uthi, woh abb sisakti huyi, machalti huyi mujhse apni chuchiyon ko chusva rahi thi.

Uska tadapna mujhe aur uttezit kar raha tha. Aur main jor jor se uski chuchiyon to dabata hua chusne lagga,

Fir main dhere dheer uski navel ko kiss karta hua uski choot ko kiss karne lagga. Uski purple panty ko mainse jasie hi kiss kiya sune mere saar ko pakad liya.

Pallavi – Haaan, utar pheko na Rajeev sir, meri ye panty bhi utar do, main puri nangi hona chahti hun iss beach par. Meri ye pyas bhujja do na sir. Mujhse aur sabar nahi hotta. Please sir. Fuck me. Fuck me please.

Fir kya tha, maine uski choot ko uski panty par se kiss kiya, aur ek jhatke main uski panty uske badan se utar pheka. Meri Pallavi ab puri tarah nirastra hokar beach par nangi padi thi.

Aaj jakar meri tamanah puri honne wali thi. Dil toh kar raha tha ki Uska ye nanga badan ko aise hi dekhta rahoon. Kaise khuleam Pallavi asi nangi beach par padi thi.

Main – Pallavi dekho na tumhari boobs kitne komal hai. Zara apni akhen toh kholo. Dekho na tumhare badan par kuch bhi nahi hai.

Pallavi apni akhen khol dekhti hai. Uske badan par na uski bra thi na panty, dono lehron mein behkar kinare se dur ja rahi thi. Pallavi lehron ke bich puri nangi beach par leti thi. Aur lehren akar uske nange badan se takra rahi thi.

Pallavi – Sir, Ab aur na tadapao mujhe, Chaak lo meri iss jawani ka swad. Main apni izzat apke hawale karti hun.

Aur aisa kehkar woh meri shairt aur pant utar deti hai. Woh mere badan se meri chaadi bhi noch dalti hai. Mera lund pura khada tha, Woh toh ab bass Palalvi ki choot phadne ko bekarar tha.

Humdono ab uss beach par bulkul nange the. Maine toh socha bhi nahi tha ki Pallavi ki ase khuleam chudai karunga. Par kya kismat thi meri.

Pallavi ne jaise hi mujhe nanga kiya, maine usse khaskar apni bahoon mein bhaar liya. Aur wahan beach par lehron mein bheegte hue, uss bhallu par hi lotpot honne lagge. Kabhi Pallavi meri upar hoti toh kabhi main Pallavi ke upar.

Humdono ke badan par ballu lag chukka tha.

Main – Dekho na Pallavi aaj tumhari ye fantasy puri hone wali hai. Tumhari fantasy thi na beach par lehron ke beach aise khuleam sex karna.

Pallavi – Haan sir, Aab kiska intezar hai, Main pagal ho jayungi, mujhe aur intezar maat karwaon na, Meri ye pyasi choot kabse tadap rahi hai. Chaat khaona isse. Aao na sir Jaldi karo na, meri ye pyass bhuja do na.

Aaj pura din main aise hi nangi hokar apse chudai karna chahti hun. Pallavi puri madmast hokar mujhse chudwane ko tadap rahi thi. Woh ab mujhe apne pair phelakar apni choot dikhati hai.

Maine uske nange bheege choot ko kiss karta hun, uske choot ko kiss karte hi, uske badan mein ek sihran si uthti hai. Main ab piche se uski jhangon ko pakta hun, Aur uski choot ko paglon ki tarah chahtne lagta hun.

Pallavi jor jor se moan karti huyi beach par apni choot mujhse chatwa rahi hi.

Pallavi – Uff. Aaah. Aaa haa. Haan haan, sir aur jor se aah. Aise hi khaa jao na sir, pura noch khao na meri choot ko. Dekho na. uff. Loot lo na meri jawani. Kitna accha lag hai. Dekho na kitni pyassi hai ye. haan.

Pallavi ki ye tadapna mujhe aur uttezit kar raha tha. Main ab uske choot ko chaata hua hi uski choot ke andar jeeb ki andar bahar karne lagga. Pallavi toh jaise satve asman mein thi. Usse dekh kar mujhe aur josh chad raha tha.

Usne ab mere lund ko munn me lekar chusne lagi. Kya nazara tha Pallavi nangi hokar mere lund ko chuss rahi thi, aur main uske baalon ko pakad rakha tha. Mera dil toh khussi se jhoom utha.

Jab pehli baar Pallavi ko university ke bahar dekha tha tab se main soch raha tha ki kash Pallavi ko chodne ka mauka mile. Aur aaaj dekho woh beach par puri nangi hokar mera lund chuss rahi hai.

Main – Pallavi aah main jhadne wala hun.

Par woh kahan rukne wali woh toh mere lund ko lollpop ki tarah jor jor se chuss rahi thi. fir kya mera lund ka sara paani uske mumh mein nikal diya. Aur adha usne apni chuchiyon par laga liya.

Pallavi – Yeh kitna garam hai Rajeev sir. Dekho na kaise cream ki tarah meine pi liya.

Main – Dekho na adhi toh tumhari chuchiyon par lagi hai.

Pallavi – Aao na sir inse hi meri boobs ki malish kar do na. Ye toh mera body moristurizer hai.

Fir kya tha maine usse wahan letakar, Apne muth se hi uski chuchiyon ki mallish kar raha tha. Aur woh machalti huyi apni chuchiyon ko mujhse dabawa rahi thi. Usse toh jaise janant ka aehsas ho raha woh.

Pallavi – Waah. Kitni garma garam maalish ki hai apne. Aab toh main roz apse aisi maalish karwayungi. Boliye saar roz meri assi maalish karoge na.

Main – Haan meri Pallavi rani. Jaab tum kaho, Tumhari iss makhmali badan ko toh chunne ka bahana chahiye bass.

Woh abb khussi se mere saar ko pakadti hai fir se apni choot ki aur isara karti hai. Usse apni choot chatwane mein bahut maza anne lagga tha. Aur main toh kabse tadap raha tha uski iss madmast jawani ka swad chakne ko.

Uske jism ko chaat khanne ke liye to mujhe bass mauka chahiye tha, aur aaj toh usne khud hi apne apko mere hawale kar diya tha. Maine jaise hi uske choot ko dantoon se katata hun woh khussi se uchal padti hai.

Pallavi – Aaah…. arram se sir, Arram se khao na mujhe, main kahin bhagne nahi wali hun.

Main – Mujhse ab sabaar nahi hota Pallavi kabse tumhe aise khanne ko tadap raha hun. Aaj toh jeebharkar tumhe noch khaunga Pallavi.

Pallavi – Haan sir, khaao jao pura, aaj main hi apki breakfast hun. Mere in rasile ammon ka rassh chuss kar pilona. Dekho na apki Pallavi kaise apne samne puri nangi padi hai.

Uski aisi baaten toh aag mein ghee ka kaam kar rahi thi. Main ab aur jor jor se uski choot ko chatne lagga. Aur uski siskiyan tez hoti ja rahi thi.

Lahren ab thodi tez ho gayi thi, aur baar baar akar uski choot ko beegha rahi thi. isse Pallavi aur jyada machal rahi thi. Woh toh ankhen band kar apne haath phelkar bass apni choot chatwa rahi thi. Ab toh usse apne lund ka maza chakhane ka waqt aa chukka tha.

Maine Pallavi ko bina bataye hi apne lund par thoda thook lagaya aur, Pallavi ki lund mein daal diya. Jaise hi lund uski choot mein gaya woh jor se chikh paddi. Pallavi jor jor se moan karte hue mujhe khass kar mere pith par apne nakhoon gada deti hai.

Pallavi – Haan sir, uff, jor jor aur jor se karo na. Dekho na meeri choot kaise apki lund ko chupaa le rahi hai. Dekho na woh kitni andar tak jaa raha hai.

Uske aise kehne se Jisse mere andar ka jawar jaag jaata hai. Aur main paglon ki tarrah uski choot ki thukai karne lagta hai. Humdono ko hosh hi nahi rehta ki hum beach par khuleaam chudai kar rahe the.

Humdono lehron mein bheegte hue chudai kar rahe the. Lehren uski choot ko bheega rahi thi. Aur mera lund uski choot ki gehrai naap raha tha. Main uski chuchiyon ko dono haatoh se dabata hua uski choot ki thukai kar raha tha.

Aur woh jor jor se sisakti huyi kabhi mere peeth par toh kabhi mere kamar par nakhun gada rahi thi. Kya nazara tha woh, kya chudai ho rahi thi Pallavi ki. Aisi chudai toh aaj tak maine kisi trainee ki nahi ki thi.

Itna maza toh aur kisi trainee ko chodne mein bhi nahi aya tha. Uski is kamsin jawani ka maza mein jee bharkhar loot raha tha. Mera lund jaise jaise uske choot mein andar bahar ho raha tha, waise waise uski siskiayan tez hoti ja rahi thi.

Fir kya woh jor se chilati hai, aur humdono ek saath jhaat jaate hain. Condom nahi honne ke karan main apna sara muth uske badan par daal deta hun. Woh mere muth le apne choot mein lagane lagti hai.

Main – Nahi Pallavi aise choot par maat lagao isse. Kahin tum pregnant ho gayi toh.

Pallavi – Toh ho jaanne do par aaj apka saab kuch mera hain. Aur woh mere muth ko pure badan par lagane lagti hai.

Kuch der main main fir se uski choot ki chudai karne lagta hun. Aur dusri baar bhi Jhaad jatta hun. uske badan mein muth kya mast dikh raha tha. Main fir se uski muth se hi maalish karta hun.

Aise chudai karte hue hamen toh waqt ka bhi patta nahi chalta. Par ab dhoop tez honne lagi thi. Main ghadi dekhta hun toh abhi subah ke 10 baaj rahe the.

Main – Chalo na Pallavi office chalte hain, kaafi der ho chukki hai, koi aa gaya toh hum gaye.

Par woh kahin janne ke mood mein nahi thi. Usse toh bass chudai chahiye thi. Par main daar raha tha. Waise bhi mujhe dhayan hi nahi thi kaab hamdono ke kapde samadar mein behkar kahin ja chukka tha. Ab toh hum buri tarah phass chukke the. Ab raat honne tak kahin ja nahi sakte the.

Main – Pallavi dekho toh hamare kapde pani mein behkar kahin chale gaye hain.

Palalvi – Hey bhagwan ab hum kya karenge. Ab kya hoga.

Main – Ab kya ab toh raat honne tak hamein kahin chupna hoga. Kahin kisse ne dekh liya toh hum gaye. Chaalo na Pallavi yahan pass mein ek guffa hai aur wahan jharna bhi hai. Waise bhi tumhe apni nude photoshoot bhi toh karwani thi na.

Pallavi – Par mera toh main kar raha hai ki bass aise hi nangi yahin beach par rahoon. Chalo na sir aise hi swimming karte hai

Ab woh kahan manne wali thi. Pallavi waise hi nangi daudti huyi samandar mein chali jaati hai. Aur main bhi uske piche bhagta hua jaata hun. Fir kya humdono kuch der waise hi nange hokar wahan swimming karte hain.

Pallavi ki khussi dekh kar toh mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Kya din tha woh. Maine toh sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki aisa bhi kuch hogaa.

Kuch der wahan swimming karne ke baad hum bahar aa jaat hain.Hamare badan par toh chaaro taraf ballu lag jaata hai.

Main – Dekho na Pallavi tumhare badan par toh chaaro taraf ballu lag gaya hai.

Aur aisa bolkar main uski aise hi nangi photoshoot karne lagta hun. Woh bhi mazze se pose denne lagti hai.

Main – Challo jaldi nahi toh koi aa jayega.

Pallavi – Haan chalungi sir, par agar app mujhe apne goad mein aise nangi uthakar chaloge tab.

Ab bhala ye toh Pallavi ne mere maan ki baat keh di. Main toh kabse usse nangi goad me uthakar ghumana chahta tha. Maine uske nange badan ko bade pyaar se apne goad mein uthaya. Uff kya nazara tha, Pallavi ka nanga jism jaise mere haaton mein pighal sa ja raha tha.

Main apni nangi Pallavi ko goad mein uthakar hi guffa tak le aaya. Aur usse jharne ke niche khada kar diya. Din honne ke kaaran guffa mein bahut roshni aa rahi thi.

Humdono ab ek saath jharne ke niche bheegte hue ek dusre ko kiss karne lagge. Woh mujhe aur main uske badan se ballu ko saaf karne lagga. Fir kya tha. Itne hasin nazara tha. Maine usse goad mein uthakar apne lund par khudane lagga.

Aur woh mazze se mere lund par uchal uchal kar chud rahi thi. Maine pehle hi camera set kar diya tha. Aur hamari saar chudai usme record ho rahi thi. Maine ab usse niche leta diya.

Meri Pallvi ka jharne mein bheegta nashila badan mujhe jaise betab kar raha tha. Main ab uske badan par girte paani ki boondon ko uske jism se chaat chaat kar pinne lagga. Aur Pallavi buri tarah machalti rahi.

Maine fir se wahan uski chootk ki thukai challu kardi. Main jharne ke panni mein bheegte hue jor jor se uski chudai karne lagga. mere dono haath uski mast kamar aur jhangon ko pakad kar uski choot ki chudai mein magan tha. Uske mom jaise makhmali jism ko main kitni bedarti se charo taraf masal raha tha.

4 din pehle usne to soccha bhi nahi hoga ki koi itni buri tarah uske jism se khel raha hoga. Ke koi aise usse khuleaam kisko apni choot shaup rahi hogi.

Main dubara se jhaadne wala tha. Par jaise hi maine apna lund nikalna chaha. Usne mujhe rok diya, fir kya tha mera sara muth uske choot ke andar hi chut gaya. Aur uska badan jaise khussi se sihar utha. Jiase usse janna ka maza mil gaya ho.

Main – Ye kya kiya Pallavi, agar tum pregnant ho gayi toh.

Pallavi – Jo hoga dekha jyaega sir, Par apke garma garam muth ko main apne andar tak mehsos karna chahti thi.

Main – Waah Pallavi, tumhari himmat toh badhti ja rahi hai. Pallavi dekho na kya nazzara hai. Tumne socha tha kabhi kisko aise apni choot apni jism shaunpogi. Dekho na humdono kaise nange hokar ek saath iss jharne mein naha rahe hai.

Pallavi – Saach mein saar kaise beshrmon ki tarah apse chudwa rahi thoon. Saab sharmo haya maine bech khayi hai. Kaise apse apni choot chatwa rahi hun. Maine toh kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki aisa bhi din ayega.

Pallavi – Thank you sir, apne mera ye din itna special bana diya. Itni special feeling toh aaj tak maine mehsosh nahi ki thi. sacch kahun toh mujhe aap par apni jawani aise lootane mein bahut maza aa raha hai. Ab apse Kaisi sharam.

Palalvi – Aaao na sir meri aisi hi nangi photoshoot karo na. Mera bahut maan hai aise nange hokar apni photo nikalwane ka.

Main – Haan Pallavi, jaisi tumhari iccha.

Aur main uski phtooshoot karne lagga. Kya maast masst pose mein Pallavi ne apni nangi photoshoot karwayi thi. Maine usse photo dikhaya toh woh sharam se panni panni ho gayi.

Pallavi – Kisi ne agar ye photo dekh liya toh pakka mujhe call girl samhega. Kitni beshramon ki tarah maine ye photo karwaya hai.

Main – Haan Pallavi dekhte hain in 3 mahino mein tum kitni besharam ho sakti ho.

Pallavi – Mujhe challenge maat kijiye sir, warna apko hi pareshan honna padega.

Main – Woh main dekhunga, Pehle ye toh dekhon tum kitni badi besharam aur behaya baan sakti ho.

Ab toh hum bass raat ka inteza kr rahe the, kisi tarah sahi salamat yahan se nikal jayen bass. Hamen raat 9 baje tak wahan rukna tha, Kyunki uske baad office mein koi nahi rehta hai. Wahan mere extra kapde rakhe hue the.

Fir kya Pallavi ke saath maine sara din wahin guffa mein bita diya. woh pura din mere goad mein bethi rahi. Andhera hotte hi humm wapas beach par aa gaya.

Kya nazara tha, chaand ki roshni mein hamne fir se beach par nange hokar swimming ki. Pallavi ko aise nude hokar swimming mein bada maza aa raha tha. Udhar bahut door par military walo ne aag laga rakhi thi.

Maine jaise hi usse aag dikhayi woh daarkar mere badan se lipart gayi. Humdon wapas se wahin raat mein lotpot hokar chudai karne lagge. Humdono waise hi chudai karte hue kaab wahan so gaye pata hi nahi challa.

Meri neend subah ke 4 baje khuli. Waise toh abb bhi andhera tha. Par fir bhi ab toh mujhe bhi daar lag raha tha.

Maine jaldi se Pallavi ko uthaya.

Main – Jaldi karo Pallavi ab uth bhi jao subah honne wali hai. Hamen jaldi se ujala honne se pehle office mein jaana hoga. 6 Bajne se pehle hamen office mein pahuch jana hogga.

Pallavi – Hey bhagwan ab kya hoga.

Main – Daro nahi ab chaalo jaldi karo jo hoga dekhenge. Hum chupkar jayenge toh koi nahi dekh payega.

Fir kya hum kisi tarah chupte chupate office mein pahunch jaate hai. Par hamara badan par fir se baalu lag jaata hai. Fir kya humdono fir se meri cabin mein nahate hain. Main Pallavi ko apne haatoon se saboon lagakar nehlata hun.

Pallavi kuch der tak mere saath wahin bathtub mein bethi rehti hain. Main uski chuchiyon se toh kabhi uski choot ko sehlata hua usse nehla raha tha. Aur woh mere lund se khelti huyi mazze se mere saath tub mein naha rahi thi.

Kuch der aise nahane ke baath main usse apne haathon se kapde pehnata hun. Usse mere hi kapde pehne padte hain, woh bhi bina bra aur panty ke.

Usse waise hi bina bra panty ke hi hostel tak jaana padta hai. Waise toh mere pass drawer mein bahut se sample pade the bra panty ke par. Woh jaan kar aise bina bra pehne hi hostel tak janna chahti thi.

Main bhi uske saath hostel tak jaata hun. Itni chudai ke baad humdono thak chukke the, iss liye uss din ke liye main usse chutti de deta hun.

Toh iss tarah Pallavi ke saath meri pehli chudai hoti hai, apko hamari ye garma garam chudai kaisi lagi comment mein jarur batayen. Aur abhi toh Pallavi ki training khatam hone mein bahut time baaki thi. Na jaane woh aur kitni besharam banne wali thi.