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This is my first story in English. As I am not very good at English, I apologize in advance. It was February and I went to Jaipur to attend my friend’s wedding. To make the story short, I will just brief you on the situation. The wedding was organized in a “Samudaik Bhawan/club” which was 5-6 km from my friend’s house. All rituals were done at his home, and only the wedding was organized in the Bhawan.

Since my friend had a joint family, they gave me a room in the Bhawan itself as their house was too crowded with relatives. Generally, I used to stay in their house the entire day and would come back to my room in the evening to sleep.

Let’s jump to the wedding day. Everyone in my friend’s family was quite friendly to me by then as I came 2 days in advance, plus I danced a lot in the rituals. Once the dinner started, most of my friend’s relatives had food and went back to their house as it was growing colder. Only the close ones who were needed in any rituals stayed in the garden of the Bhawan.

As the night grew, it started getting colder and colder. I saw my friend’s bhabhi covering her infant with a thin shawl.

“Bhabhi, why don’t you go back home? The child may get cold here, I said.

She replied, “I have some rituals to do here. When everyone was leaving, I tried to give him to my mother-in-law, but he cried a lot and didn’t leave me.”

RK, your room is upstairs only, can you take the child to your room? He is already asleep,” said Riddhi, my friend’s cousin. My friend used to call me ‘RK’, so everyone started calling the same.

“I can, but what if by chance he gets up in between and doesn’t find any known face? He will get scared,” I said.

“Riddhi, why don’t you go with him? Anyways, you don’t have any work for the rest of the wedding here,” bhabhi said.

I unlocked my room. Riddhi laid the baby and covered it with the blanket.

“Thank you”, Riddhi said.

“For what?”

“I was feeling very cold out there in this lehnga” my friend’s cousin sister replied and went straight to the bathroom. Meanwhile, I removed my shoes and covered my legs with the blanket.

“What a relief, I was holding my pee for a long time”, Riddhi said after coming out of the washroom. I came out of the blanket and offered her to get into it, while I sat on the chair.

She got inside the blanket and said, “You too come in the blanket.” She insisted, so I too joined her inside the blanket. We were sitting so close to each other that our faces were almost adjacent to each other. I felt her soft hair brushing against my cheek. She felt a little nervous and moved her head away.

After a few minutes, I decided to break the silence. “ Why do you wear lehnga in this winter??”

She smiled and said, “For the pics. Every girl wants to look beautiful at a marriage function.”

“And sexy too,” I replied. This opened up the conversation and we talked about various things and shared many secrets about ourselves.

I got up to adjust the small opening of the window through which cold air was coming. While getting up, I accidentally pressed her thighs over the blanket. Her body jerked and she shrieked slightly! She looked downwards immediately and then blushed. It was such a cute expression that I couldn’t resist myself.

“I am sorry, I didn’t know your legs were there under the blanket,” I said. She kept looking downwards and replied, “It’s okay.”

I accidentally asked, “Do you want me to rub it?”

She hesitated for a moment and finally said, “No, thanks” and blushed.

She herself was looking like a bride to me. A young woman, around 22 or 23, was dressed in a light pink lehenga that hugged her curves, making them stand out. Her lips were painted a soft pink, and her big black eyes twinkled playfully. She wore just a little jewelry and had curly hair with gajraa tucked in on one side. Her hands were adorned with bangles, each one decorated with intricate mehndi designs. The room was filled with her enticing fragrance, and I couldn’t help but stare at her with longing.

She caught me staring and let out a throaty laugh, “What’s wrong, RK?”

I was not able to make out what my friend’s cousin sister was up to. I took out my phone and opened the gallery app. “Want to see the pics of today’s wedding?” I asked.

She nodded. I scrolled through the pictures and showed them to her one by one while slowly coming close to her. While showing a picture of her cousin, I told her, “I think your sister is hot.”

“What do you like in her?” she asked.

“Her lips and eyes”, I replied.

“Just that? Come on!” she said without thinking.

“Yes, what do you mean?” I asked.

“Nothing. Nothing,” she tried to cover up. Was that a deliberate signal? Or did she simply say it unintentionally?

I took the risk and added, “Oh yes, her boobs are big, but I like firm boobs, like yours,” I replied.

She understood what I meant and blushed again. “I don’t believe that boys like smaller boobs.” (Surprisingly, she took the conversation ahead.)

“Who said you have small boobs? They are of perfect size,” I replied and looked at her boobs from the corner of my eyes. She hit me playfully and laughed, “I didn’t know you were so direct!” She was enjoying the attention.

“Look, you have to be a little brave when talking to such a cute girl”, I said.

She smiled and looked at me. “So, you’re flirting too, looks like you need something from me?”

“Ï am dying to see them right now,” I replied lower my eyes to my friend’s cousin’s boobs. She turned red and said covering her cleavage, “I don’t know, if you are kidding or serious, but Ï am not going to do that”. She was still smiling but avoiding eye contact. “Ï was kidding”, I lied.

I looked at her, hoping she’d look back, but she didn’t. “What’s up?” she asked with a smile, still not looking at me. I grabbed her hand and tried to pull her closer in a playful way. She resisted a bit but then gave in. When she leaned forward, she turned her face away. I whispered in her ear, “I want to kiss you right now.”

“I am not letting you do that,” she blushed and said.

“I don’t care,” I replied and kissed her neck.

She was surprised but didn’t object. I continued kissing her neck and moving upwards towards her ears and her earrings. A strand of hair fell on her face, I romantically tugged it behind her ears and caressed her cheeks and lips. Then I tried to reach her lips, but she turned her face. I kissed her shoulder and neck and put my arm around her neck over to the other shoulder.

After that, I let her breathe for a minute and then kissed her again on the cheeks. This time, I placed my lips on hers and as she turned her face, our lips brushed. I followed her face and started sucking her lips and kissed her. While kissing, I put my hands around her waist and pulled her even closer to me. I could feel her nipples hardening against my chest. She broke the kiss and said, “That’s enough, I don’t want to go further.”

My friend’s cousin was breathing heavily and closed her eyes. I kissed her cheeks again.

“Please RK, let’s not go any further! I just wanted to kiss you and nothing more,” she said innocently.

“What?” I asked.

She said, “Look, I wanted to kiss you as I was having a little fantasy of some intimacy in marriage functions due to the stories that I have heard. And as you are the only one whom no one knows here, I just wanted to take a chance on you so I came here. It’s stupid of me, but..” I held her face in my hand.

“Then let me show you what a kiss is,” I said.

I went close to her lips but didn’t touch and waited as she closed her eyes. Our warm breaths were hitting each other’s lips. She slowly opened her eyes. I placed my lips on hers and slowly started to lick it. I grabbed her upper lips and started sucking it while my hands moved towards her neck and caressing it. Slowly, I was alternately sucking her lower lips and upper lips while my hands were all over her backless blouse and neck. She started to open her mouth from moaning and took this opportunity and use my tongue passionately to reach her tongue and lips.

I kissed her nose and forehead before breaking the kiss completely. I held her tightly in my arms and let her relax for a minute or two. Her lipstick was gone and her lips were softer than an infant. Then I started kissing her again but she was still not responding enough.

I kissed her cheeks and chin. Slowly, I started going lower till I reached her collarbone. There I stopped and kissed her cleavage. She gasped softly and closed her eyes again. I continued kissing and licking her cleavage and went down till I reached her belly button. I circled my tongue around her navel and made her squirm in my arms. I lifted her blouse slightly and put my hands inside to undo her bra hooks.

She stopped me and said, “I won’t undress myself. You can do whatever you want, but no undressing, please.”

I smiled and started caressing my friend’s cousin sister’s boobs over her blouse. They were perfectly round and firm. I squeezed them lightly and then massaged them. She was breathing heavily and closing her eyes every time I kissed her anywhere. I slowly moved around her breast and kissed her exposed skin wherever possible. She moaned softly every now and then.

Then I started sucking her nipples over her blouse. I caught her one leg and pulled her towards me and came over her with my erect penis hitting her thighs over our clothing. I kissed her on her lips and then sucked her lower lip. She responded well this time and kissed me passionately. Our tongues intertwined together and I could feel her wet saliva. She parted her lips and let out another soft moan. I lowered my hand and caressed her ass over her clothes. Ohh god! They were so soft.

I slid my hand further down and cupped her pussy over the lehenga. She gasped softly. I started rubbing her pussy over the cloth.

She spread her legs slightly to accommodate my hand. I increased my pace and rubbed harder. She moaned louder this time. I stopped and lifted her legs wide apart, due to which her lehenga slid down, exposing her creamy thighs and panties.

“What are you doing?!” she said pretending to be angry. “I said NO UNDRESSING!”

“I am not undressing you, baby. I have not untied your lehenga!”

She closed her eyes in shyness and just nodded. I placed my hands under her legs and began rubbing her inner thigh and occasionally kissing and licking it.

I moved upwards towards my friend’s cousin sister’s pussy. She gasped softly and arched her pelvis upwards to allow me better access. Her panties were already wet. I caressed her slit through her panties and then removed my hand. She looked at me with pleading eyes.

“It’s enough, I think we should stop now” she requested. But she was not resisting.

I smiled and kissed her on her lips again. Then I placed my lips back on her thighs. I moved upwards again till I reached her panty line. I could smell her musky scent. I bent down and ran my tongue along her slit over her panty while my one hand was massaging her boobs. She arched her pelvis upwards again and moaned softly, “OOhhhhh Goodd!!”

I continued running my tongue over her slit. She closed her eyes and threw her head backward. I put my hands beneath her hips and lifted them off the bed slightly. Then parted her legs wider and started eating her pussy over the panties. She moaned loudly and started rubbing her legs on my back. I licked her slit and flicked my tongue over her clit.

After a moment, I stood up and removed my t-shirt and jeans. I removed my underwear next and walked back to the bed naked. “Wait wait wait… I can’t let you fuck me!” she started to cover herself.

“Are you not enjoying it?” I asked.

“I am enjoying it but I can’t let you fuck me at any cost”.

I saw the situation moving out of hand.

“Ok cool, I will not fuck you, but please, let me eat your pussy,” I pleaded.

She was staring at my tool with lust in her eye, it was fully erect. “But first, wear your underwear, I can’t trust you” she spoke, regaining her awareness and I followed suit, pleased to accept whatever she was willing to give.

She gently spread her legs again, I grabbed her panties and lowered it.

“What are you doing, bastard?” she said. “

Please let me eat it naked. I promise I will not do anything else.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. But the hunger in my eyes must have been too much for her to resist.

With a hesitant nod, she gave me permission and let me lower her panties till her knees. I raised her legs and got my face in between them over her pussy.

I flicked my tongue over her clit repeatedly. She moaned louder and was massaging her boob herself through her blouse. I took the chance to insert one of my hands into her blouse and started caressing her nipple with my thumb. Finally, she threw her head backward and started pushing her hips towards my mouth and caressing my hair.

I spread Riddhi’s pussy lips with my fingers and started licking her hole. I stuck my tongue inside her pussy and tasted her juices, moving my tongue inside her cunt faster and faster. She was on cloud 9 now. “Uuuuu fuuucckkkkk..” While with the other hand, I was squeezing her nipples, she was enjoying the pain.

I raised my head and looked into her eyes. They were half open and filled with lust. She was breathing heavily and biting her own lips. I licked her pussy again and then parted her lips with my fingers. I inserted one finger inside her pussy and moved it in and out. She moaned louder again, “Ooohh rrrkkkkk!!! please!!”

I bent down and licked her pussy again. I slowly pulled down my underwear and took out my erect cock while my tongue was fucking her pussy. I held her one leg up and slowly inserted the tip of my dick inside her pussy. She gasped loudly and opened her eyes. She looked at my dick entering her pussy and was shocked. But she didn’t stop me.

So I continued inserting my dick inside her pussy. Finally, I managed to get my full length inside her pussy. I looked at her face again. She said, “But we don’t have protection.”

I pulled my dick halfway out and then slammed it back inside her. My friend’s cousin sister moaned loudly with her eyes almost popping out.

“Ahhhhhh…” she had tears in her eyes.

“I have a packet of condoms which I bought for my friend for his first night,” I whispered in her ears and started kissing her neck. She was relieved.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

“Wait, let me take the call.”

I looked at the phone, it showed ‘Maa’ calling.

I released her from my grip. It was her mother calling, to check her and the baby’s status. She assured her mother that everything was fine and the baby was sleeping peacefully. She behaved as if nothing had happened. I felt embarrassed, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom to masturbate while she was still on call.

After a minute, someone opened the washroom door as I had not locked it. It was Riddhi. My friend’s cousin sister looked at me with lusty eyes and said “Please,” she whispered hoarsely. “FUCK ME”

I was surprised and speechless. She stepped into the washroom, “You have condoms, right?” I nodded.

“Get them” she commanded.

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I will post the second part of the story if I get 4k likes on this story in a month.

So, in the last part, you saw me picking up Shayna at the party, and escalated quickly that I was at her home scrambling through my wallet for a condom.

Shayna was playing with my dick to get hard again. She was a perfect tease. She knew just the things to do. Running her tongue through the slit, expertly using her thumb on the dickhead. Now that, I was ready she looked at me indicating to drill her.

Shayna: Waiting for some auspicious time? Go in dude, I am horny!!

Me: Good things come for people who wait.

Shayna: Either shut up and fuck me or I will get on top and fuck you.

Somehow, girls threatening to be fucked are very sexy and slutty. It was visible in her eyes that she was serious and I always enjoy starting in the missionary position before going to any other position. I was teasing her by rubbing my dick on her pussy lips.

Every time I got close to penetrating, she would take a deep breath anticipating me inside her. She would roll her eyes up and bite her lips and it was so slutty to see.

Shayna: Enough teasing, go in. I am leaking already. I want to enjoy your dick and don’t make my pussy to be too wet to feel it.

Me: Agreed, Shayna. Here we go!!

I pushed hard and she moaned loudly and I think that was loud enough for friends in the living room! No matter how sleazy and slutty things you do, the moment you enter your girl in missionary and they hold you in an embrace, that is crazy romantic.

I kept pumping her hard. I could feel her pussy pulsating and sometimes the rough walls of the vagina. I had fucked enough girls but she was different. Her moans, the way she was scratching my back and everything felt surreal. The only thing she complained about was my change of pace.

Shayna: Oh God!! Feels so good inside. Keep going. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!

Romantics were out of the window and now we were fucking.

Shayna: Okay, I am coming on top. I hate you changing that inside me.

I got out and she got on top of me. My God, what a sight that was. Just to stare at those boobs bouncing as she slowly started moving was heavenly. She was doing all kinds of things on top.

She slowly came forward kissed my lips and brought her boobs for sucking.

Shayna: Get ready to witness the magic of Shayna!!

Even before I could say something, she started moving her ass such that my dick was going in and out fast. I had not felt that kind of friction ever. She was moaning loudly. At this point, she didn’t care if her friends walked in but we were at a high.

I pushed her back up and started rubbing her clit while I was still inside.

Shayna: Holy shit! That feels good. Don’t stop doing that, you fucking crazy man with crazy skills. I am so close, so clossse..

She came and came and came a lot. Her orgasms continued for almost a minute and she looked up and came to kiss.

Shayna: It has been a long time since I came while fucking. That was good. How do want to finish?

Me: Doggy? I will get to fuck a slut with a view.

Rolling her eyes, she gets on her four and spreads her leg. I held her hips and thrust in the dick. It wasn’t as wet and that made it more enjoyable for both of us.

I kept drilling her and she was enjoying what was happening to her. I was slowly trying to explore her asshole with my finger but she kept looking to say no.

Shayna: I don’t want to waste your cum in a condom. It’s been a while since I have been tasting and I liked it last time. Shoot for my face when you are close.

Those were music to my ears, I pulled my dick out and threw the condom away. She was kneeling, I started masturbating aiming at her face.

Shayna: Let me help!!

She brought her mouth close and gave a few nice licks and that was enough for me to push over the edge.

I sprayed all over her face, majority landed near her mouth and cheek. She smiled and cleaned the entire cum off her face with her fingers. She pushed that finger down her mouth and gave a nice lick and winked at me.

She came up and we collapsed on the bed. That was a long session. We were almost doing it from 40-50 minutes.

Shayna: You are a good boy. I like you. Clean up and come out. Let me introduce you to my friends.

We cleaned up. She pulled on a nice slip top and very tiny shorts. I wore my t-shirt and boxers.

Me: Have you seen my pants?

Shayna: You might not need them anyway. Come.

She winked and dragged me out to the living room.

She introduced me to Snehal, Pooja, and Pooja’s friend Riya. They were completely aware of what happened inside and Shayna didn’t try to hide any either.

Snehal: Looks like someone banged, and banged like, wow!!

Pooja: Ohhh, Manav. Don’t stop. Fuck me like a slut.

I started laughing and Shayna joined in.

Shayna: Shut up, girls. A girl needs her fuck. What do I do if he is that good? (and winks)

Snehal: All that glow on your face is telling it out loud. Mind-blowing, I guess. Right, Manav?

Manav: I don’t know if my mind was blown or not, I was!!

Riya laughed and looked like the ice was broken.

It was only 12:45 am, and Snehal suggested a game!!

The next part will be about the game and Snehal and Pooja and Riya!

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Give your feedback and the story will be continued in the next part on how we had crazy sex that night and arrangement with Shayna.

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The warm golden sun caressed Riya’s curvy body as she stepped out of the taxi. Her traditional saree draped seductively over her ample bosom. Her lustrous black hair shimmered in the sunlight. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with excitement for the adventure that lay ahead.

“Welcome to Zostel Resort, Gokarna,” the receptionist greeted her with a smile as Riya approached the front desk.

“Thank you,” Riya responded, her sultry voice filled with anticipation. She checked in swiftly, eager to settle into her room and explore the tropical paradise.

Riya’s luxurious room was an inviting haven of comfort, adorned with plush linens and exotic furnishings. The ocean breeze wafted through the open balcony doors, carrying with it the scent of salt and sea. She unpacked her belongings.

Riya couldn’t help but feel a thrilling sense of freedom. A primal desire to indulge her instincts and unleash her inner seductress.

“Time to see what this place has to offer,” Riya thought, slipping on her sandals and heading out to explore the resort.

The Zostel Resort was a labyrinth of lush gardens, sparkling pools, and cosy lounging areas. Each offers a unique experience catered to the guests’ desires. With every step, the soft sand beneath her feet seemed to beckon her further into the enchanting oasis.

Riya wandered along the winding paths. The sound of laughter and conversation filled the air, mingling with the crashing of waves against the shore. She could feel the gentle brush of palm fronds against her skin and taste the sweetness of tropical flowers. As if nature itself was urging her to let go of her inhibitions.

“Would you like a drink, ma’am?” a handsome bartender asked, his eyes lingering on the tantalizing swell of her breasts.

“Sure, something fruity and refreshing,” Riya replied.

Her warm gaze met his as she accepted the colourful cocktail. Taking a sip of the drink, she revelled in the icy liquid sliding down her throat, cooling her. She imagined how it would feel to share this intimate pleasure with someone else.

To quench their thirst while satisfying her own primal needs.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice low and sensual, before continuing her exploration of the resort.

Drawn by the irresistible call of the ocean, Riya made her way to the beach. The sight of the endless waters stretching out before her was breathtaking. She felt an irresistible yearning to dive into its depths and lose herself in the embrace of the sea.

“Excuse me,” a deep voice called out, capturing Riya’s attention. Turning her head, she spotted a well-built man with sun-kissed skin and a charming smile. “Would you like some company?”

Riya hesitated for a moment, considering the offer. Ultimately, though, she decided to follow her instincts, seeking out a connection that went beyond physical attraction. With a polite smile, she declined the invitation, feeling a renewed sense of purpose.

“Maybe next time,” she said softly. Her eyes fixed on the horizon, ready to continue her journey and discover what new experiences awaited her.

Riya’s hips swayed as she strolled along the sun-kissed sands. Her deep brown eyes scanned the vibrant beach scene. The salty sea breeze caressed her voluptuous curves, wrapped sensually in a traditional saree that left little to the imagination.

Her full breasts heaved with each breath, like an irresistible siren song beckoning men to her side.

“Hey there, beautiful,” a chiselled surfer winked, attempting to capture Riya’s attention. His words seemed to echo as other interested males approached, all vying for her affection.

“Sorry, boys,” Riya thought with a sultry smile, “I’m on the hunt for something deeper.”

Her gaze fell upon Akash. He sat alone under the shade of a palm tree, immersed in the pages of The Alchemist. The sight of him stirred an unexpected fire within Riya. A yearning for connection and understanding transcended mere physical attraction.

“Hi,” she purred, approaching Akash with a warm, inviting smile. “That’s quite an interesting book you’re reading. What do you think of it so far?”

Akash glanced up, his eyes widening at the vision of sensual desire before him. He stuttered slightly, clearly flustered by Riya’s presence. “Uh, yeah, it’s really good. It’s about following your dreams and listening to your heart.”

Riya leaned in closer, her intoxicating scent mingling with the sea air. “That’s beautiful,” she murmured. “Listening to our hearts can be so difficult sometimes, don’t you think? Especially when we’ve been hurt.”

“Yeah,” Akash agreed, his voice shaky yet honest. “I recently went through a breakup. It’s been tough trying to figure out what my heart wants now.”

Riya reached out and placed a comforting hand on his, her touch gentle yet electrifying. “I’m so sorry to hear that,” she cooed. “It’s important to give yourself time to heal and rediscover who you are.”

Akash looked into Riya’s compassionate eyes, feeling a sense of safety and understanding wash over him. At this moment, he knew he had found something special. A connection that transcended the physical realm, born from empathy and genuine care.

“Thank you, Riya,” he whispered, his heart swelling with gratitude. Little did he know that this was just the beginning of their journey together.

Riya’s heart raced as the wind playfully tossed her silky black hair, framing her sultry brown eyes. She marvelled at how easily she and Akash had connected over their shared experiences. Opening up to one another like long-lost friends.

The sun cast a golden glow on their faces as they sat side by side on the sandy beach. Their conversation flowed effortlessly.

“Isn’t it funny how life works?” Riya mused, her voice soft and sensual as it danced upon the ocean breeze. “We both ended up here, at this beautiful resort, seeking some sort of solace from our pasts.”

Akash nodded, his gaze fixed on the shimmering waves before them. “It’s true. I never thought I’d find someone who could understand me so well. It’s comforting, somehow.”

“Comfort is essential, especially when you’re trying to heal,” Riya agreed, her tender words wrapped in a seductive embrace. “And sometimes, sharing our deepest fantasies can bring us closer together, don’t you think?”

Akash hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to reveal such intimate desires. Feeling emboldened by Riya’s warm presence, he finally opened up. “Well, there is something that I’ve always wanted to experience. But my ex-girlfriend wasn’t open to it.”

“Tell me,” Riya urged, her curiosity piqued. Her nurturing instincts were aroused, eager to provide solace and understanding to this wounded soul beside her.

“Promise you won’t judge me?” Akash asked, vulnerability shining in his eyes.

“Of course not,” Riya reassured him, her tone sultry yet sincere.

“Okay,” Akash began, taking a deep breath. “I’ve always wanted my girlfriend to give me a blowjob and drink my cum afterwards. It’s just something that I’ve always fantasized about.”

Riya listened attentively, her eyes locked on Akash’s as she absorbed his confession. She could sense the depth of his longing. The raw vulnerability that lay behind such a seemingly taboo desire.

“Thank you for sharing that with me,” she replied, her voice laced with understanding and compassion. “I can see how much it means to you.”

Akash exhaled in relief, feeling as though a weight had been lifted from his chest. “Thank you for listening,” he said softly, his eyes gleaming with gratitude. “I didn’t expect to find someone who would be so open and accepting.”

“Sometimes, life surprises us in the most beautiful ways,” Riya whispered, her gaze tenderly caressing his face as if to say, ‘I’m here for you, no matter what.’

The sun dipped below the horizon. Riya and Akash continued to explore each other’s minds and hearts. Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment.

Riya’s gaze fell upon the crashing waves, the ocean’s rhythmic dance reflecting the tumultuous emotions within her. She felt a deep connection to Akash. She couldn’t ignore the desire to comfort him in his time of need.

“Would you like me to fulfil that fantasy for you, Akash?” Riya asked, her voice sultry with a hint of motherly care.

Akash’s eyes widened, and he hesitated before responding. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel obligated.”

“Trust me, I want to do this for you,” Riya reassured him, her hand gently caressing his cheek. “I can sense how much it means to you.” Her eyes burned into his, passion and understanding intermingling.

“Alright,” Akash agreed, his voice barely a whisper as anticipation coursed through him.

Together, they ventured away from the beach, seeking a secluded spot among the lush foliage that surrounded the resort. The scent of wildflowers and ocean air enveloped them, heightening their senses. They discovered a private nook hidden from prying eyes.

“Is this okay?” Riya asked softly, her dark eyes searching his for any signs of hesitation.

“Perfect,” Akash replied, his heart pounding in his chest.

Akash sat on a soft patch of grass. Riya lowered herself onto her knees before him. The drape of her saree accentuates her curves. She focused intently on Akash’s face, her maternal instincts guiding her tender actions.

“Relax, baby,” Riya purred, her fingers deftly unfastening his pants. She watched his chest rise and fall, sensing the shift in his breath. She exposed his throbbing erection.

“Your pleasure is my priority, Akash,” she whispered, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. Desire surged through her as the scent of his arousal filled the air. She allowed herself to be consumed by the intimate act she was about to perform.

Slowly and deliberately, Riya took Akash’s length into her mouth, her warm, wet lips enveloping him in a cocoon of pure ecstasy. Her tongue danced along his shaft, swirling around the sensitive head before trailing back down to his base.

She felt his body tense with each skilled movement. A deep satisfaction bloomed within her as she was providing him with this long-awaited pleasure.

“Riya,” he moaned, his hands finding her silky black hair, guiding her movements with gentle urgency.

“Shh, just enjoy,” she murmured against him, her voice muffled by their intimate connection. Riya continued to lavish attention on Akash. She felt her arousal building, the thrill of fulfilling his fantasy spurring her on.

Determined to bring him to the brink of ecstasy, Riya increased the intensity of her efforts. Timing her strokes and suction to his ragged breaths and desperate moans. The air around them grew heavy with lust. Their bodies are entwined in a dance of desire and vulnerability.

“Riya, I can’t hold back any longer,” Akash gasped, his fingers tightening in her hair as his climax approached.

“Let go, baby. I’ve got you,” Riya encouraged him, her motherly instincts mingling with her sensual desires. She prepared to fulfil his ultimate fantasy.

Riya’s gaze never left Akash’s eyes. She slowly and deliberately dragged her tongue over the sensitive underside of his shaft, feeling the powerful throb of his arousal. The intimate space glowed with their passionate energy. Their bodies are entwined in a dance of desire and vulnerability.

“Riya, please,” Akash pleaded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to maintain control.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” Riya purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she teasingly trailed her fingers along his inner thighs. Her maternal instincts, mingled with her sensual desires, created a potent cocktail. It fueled her determination to fulfil Akash’s fantasy.

“Your mouth, I need it,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing with equal parts embarrassment and lust.

“Of course, sweetheart,” Riya replied, pressing a gentle kiss to his erection before taking him back into her warm, wet mouth. She expertly alternated between firm suction and tantalizing swirls of her tongue. Using her innate knowledge of pleasure to push him closer to the edge.

“Ah, Riya, I’m so close,” Akash groaned, his hands gripping her shoulders for support.

“Almost there, my love,” Riya thought, her heart swelling with pride at the trust he had placed in her. She increased the intensity of her actions, paying close attention to the sounds and movements he made as she brought him nearer to the climax.

“Riya, I can’t…hold it,” Akash stammered. His body was trembling with the effort to contain the torrent of pleasure overtaking him.

“Let go, Akash. Give me everything,” Riya murmured around him. Her deep brown eyes locked onto his, conveying her commitment to fulfilling his desire. With one final, skilful stroke of her tongue, she sent him tumbling over the edge.

“Riya!” Akash cried out, his body shuddering with the force of his climax. He released himself into her eager mouth. Riya drank him in, eagerly swallowing every drop of his essence as a testament to her devotion and care.

Akash’s breathing began to return to normal. Riya gently disengaged from their intimate connection, a tender smile gracing her full lips. “There you go, sweetheart. How do you feel?” she asked, her motherly concern shining through her sultry demeanour.

“Amazing, incredible,” Akash panted, still reeling from the intensity of his experience. “Thank you, Riya. I don’t know how I can ever repay you for this.”

“Seeing you happy is all the repayment I need, my love,” Riya replied, pulling him close for a comforting embrace. At that moment, their bond was solidified. A connection was forged in vulnerability, trust, and shared pleasure – one that neither would ever forget.

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Pankhuri ne jo dare diya tha usme toh maza hi aa gaya. Nidhi kaise 5th floor par ankhon men patti bandhe khadhi thi. Aur maine wahin par uski bra panty utar uski chudai ka maza liya.

Usse toh pata bhi nahi tha ki uski izzat se kaun khel gaya. Woh chilla bhi nahi sakti thi. Pankhuri ne jaab usse recording dhekhaya tab jakar usse yakin hua ki woh main hi tha.

Nidhi – (mujhe marte hue) Bhaiya, aisa koi mazak karta hai. Main toh samjhi aaj mauka ka fyada utha kisi aur ne meri bra panty utar meri chudai ki hai. Uff. Ab dekho mera dare.

Main – Par dare dene ki baari toh meri hai na. Thik hai chalo tumhe Pankhuri se badla bhi toh lena hai.

Nidhi – Pankhuri se nahi apse bhi lena hai. Toh chalo dare yeh hai ki app dono ko lift bulani hai aur dono ko nange hokar lift se niche janna hai. Dono ke ankh paar patti bandhi hogi. Bhaiya app lift ki zameen pe let jayoge. Aur didi. Apko bhaiya ke lund par beth kar jana hai.

Pankhuri – Matlab lift mein hi hum dono ko sex karte hue niche tak janna hai. Woh bhi ankhon mein paathi bandh kar. Aur kuch baccha hai toh woh bhi karwa lo Nidhi. Bolo toh guard ko bhi bhula lete hai.

Nidhi – Haan bula lo. Bhaiya apki ankhon mein patti band kar niche lekar jayenge. Aur fir gaurd apko goad mein uthkar upar tak lekar ayega. Maza ayega.

Pankhuri Nidhi ko marne lagti hai.

Nidhi – Par idea accha hai na, Bhaiya. Apko niche jana hai lift mein aise sex karte hue. Aur fir lift se bahar akar. Didi ko goad mein uthakar dusre wale sidiyon ne upar lekar anna hai. Kya mast dare hai na.

Main – baap re ye dare toh din prati din aur jyada risky hotta ja raha hai. Par sach mein ye abtak ka sabse mast dare hai. Socho na Pankhuri hum dono bilkul nange hokar akkhon mein patti bandh kar lift mein chudai karenge. Kaisa lagega na. Mujhe toh soch kar hi accha lag raha hai.

Pankhuri – Haan bhaiya ye baat toh hai. Main bhi kabse aise lift mein apni chudai karna chahti thi. Daar toh lag raha hai par ab jo hoga dekha jayega.

Main – Pankhuri par pakka ye karna hai. Lift on hone ki bahut awaz hoga. Kahin koi aa gaya toh.

Pankhuri – Fir ye dare adhi raat ko nahi kar sakte hai. Ye toh jaldi karna padega. Tab guard ko normal lagega.

Main – Haan par 10 baje bhi karenge toh koi ho sakta hai. Waise toh baas woh nurse log hi hai baaki toh koi hai nahi.

Nidhi – Un nurses ki night duty hai 2 din ke liye. Aaj subeh hi unse baat hui thi. Toh woh log bhi nahi hai. Tabhi toh maine ye dare diya tha. Apko kya laga itna risky dare main nahi dene wali.

Main – Waah Nidhi toh bahut samjhdar ho gayi ho. Toh chalo fir 10 baje kyun 8 baje hi chalte hai. Fir toh lift on karne par bhi koi daar nahi.

Fir kya raat hotte hi dare chalu hota hai. Main aur Pankhuri puri tarah nange hokar lift ke bahar khadhe the. Aur main lift ko upar bula leta hun.

Nidhi – aaao na didi. Bhaiya dono ki ankhon par patti toh bandh dun.

Aur woh hamari ankhon par patti bandh deti hai. Aur hum ab lift mein aa jaate hai. Nidhi daud kar niche jaane lagti hai taki ki lift mein chudai karte hue hamari video bana sake.

Main lift mein zameen par let jaata hun. Pankhuri mere khade lund par beth kar uchalti hui apni chudai kare lagti hai. Lift dheere dheere niche ki aur ja raha tha. Humdono ko ab aur josh aa raha tha.

kaise lift mein chudai kar rahe the. Fir kya dono aur jor jor se chudai karne lagge. Kya dare diya tha. Humdono ye dare pura enjoy kar rahe the. Fir 1-minute mein hi lift niche pahunch gaya.

Aur jaise hi lift ka darwaza khula Nidhi hamein hai karti hai. Aur hamari video bannae lagti hai. Woh hamein wahin kuch daar rokne ko kehti hai taaki woh hamari nangi phtooshoot kar sakke.

Main – Jaldi karo koi aa jayega toh hum gaye.

Pankhuri ka toh dil nahi bhara tha. Aur woh lift se hi upar janne ko kehti hai.

Nidhi – Na didi dare pura karna hoga. Bhaiya ki goad mein hi aise nangi hokar uapr jaana hai.

Fir kya main Pankhuri ko goad mein uthata hun. Par woh ulta mere lund par hi bethjati hai. Aur mere gale mein haath daal lund par khudti hui hi mujhe le janne ko kehti hai. Lift mein chudai se woh aur jyada madmast ho chukki thi.

Pankhuri – Bhaiya mujhe aise hi apne lund par khudate hue upar le chalo na. Main aise hi chudvate hue hi room tak jayungi.

Fir kya main aise hi usse lekar dusri sidhiyon tak janne lagta hun. Kya nazara tha. Main apni nangi behan ko kaise goad mein lekar flat ke niche ghumma raha tha. Main usse jaldi se sidiyon par le aaya.

Nidhi video banati rahi. Aur hamre piche piche aa rahi thi. Pankhuri maze se chudvati hui dheere dhree siskiya le rahi thi. Main usse waise hi goad mein le kar sidhyon chadhne lagga.

Meri lund uski choot main kaise andar bahar ho raha tha. Meri toh halat kharab ho rahi thi aise chudai karte hue sidiyan chadhne mein. Par bahut accha bhi lag raha tha. Apni hi behan ki aise khuleam chudai karne mein.

Main jaise hi Pankhuri ko lekar upar pahunchta hun hun toh wahin room ke bahar hi Pankhuri ko leta deta hun. Aur fir se wahin galiyare mein hi un nurse ki room ke bahar Pankhuri ko pagalon ki tarah chodne lagta hun.

Hum kitne besharam ho gaye the ki kisi dusre ke ghar ke bahar chudai kar rahe the. Humme jawani ke josh mein saab bhul bethe the. Ab Pankhuri ki aisi chudai dekh Nidhi bhi betab ho uthti hai. Ab usse bhi aise lift mein chudai karwani thi.

Nidhi – Waah bhaiya mujhe pata nahi tha aap dono ko itna maza ayega. Sach mein kash didi ki jagah main hoti lift mein.

Tab tak humdono jhad chuke the. Aur maine sara panni Pankhuri ki choot mein nikal diya tha. Humdono pasine se tarbtar hokar wahin let gaya. Hum dono ke badan par kuch nahi tha.

Pankhuri ke ankhon par pati bandhi thi. Sirf Nidhi ne kapde pehen rakhe the. Pankhuri Nidhi ko chidane ke liye kehti hai. Haan jao niche guard lift ke bahar tumhara swagat karenge.

Main – Dekh rahi ho Pankhuri. Apni chudai karwane ko kaise tadap rahi hai Nidhi. Kya kehti ho le chale isse lift mein.

Pankhuri – Le chalo bhai. Ye bhi kya yaad rakhegi. Iski dare aaj issi se karwaya jaye.

Main – Thik hai Nidhi karlo na dare par ek twist hai. Ab hum aur Nidhi chudai karte hue lift se niche jayegne aur Pankhuri tumhe sidhiyon se apni ankhon mein patti baandh kar anna hai.

Main – Kyun aogi na dono aise nangi hokar? Fir main Nidhi ko goad mein uthakr sidhiyon se lekar ayunga jaise tumhe laya na Pankhuri. Bolo chalogi dono apni akhon par patti bandh kar.

Nidhi – Haan bhaiya le chalo na aise. Meri choot toh tadap rahi hai. Apki lund ka swaat chakhne ko.

Pankhuri – Toh fir tumhare badan par kapde kyun hai. Aao tumahre badan se ye kapde hum utar phekte hai.

Fir kya tha humdono milkar Nidhi ke badan se ek ek kapda utar phekte hai. Ab woh bhi puri tarah nangi ho chukki thi. Woh ab duad ka lift tak jaati hai lift ko bula leti hai. Uski khussi toh dekhne layak thi.

Fir kya main Nidhi ki ankhon par patti bandhata hun. Aur dono lift ke andar challe jaate hai. Nidhi turant lift on kar deti hai. Aur fir kya tha mere lund Nidhi ki choot mein tha. Aur woh mere lund par khud rahi thi.

Lift 4th floor par hi thi ki achanak light chali gayi. Par Nidhi ko kahan hosh tha. Woh toh madmast hokar mere lund par uchal uchal kar chudva rahi thi.

Main – Nidhi dekho na lift ruk gayi. Lagta hai light chali gayi hai.

Nidhi – Yeh bhagwan ab kya karenge bhaiya. Hum toh emergancy alarm bhi nahi bajja sakte the. Ab kya karenge bhaiya. Hamare badan par toh ek bhi kapda nahi hai.

Pankhuri bhi apne akhon mein patti band dheere dhree niche utar rahi thi. Usse kahan malum tha ki light chali gayi hai. Ab hum buri tarah phass gaye the. Hum bass light anne ka intezar kar sakte the.

Daar ke mare Nidhi ki halat kharab ho rahi thi. Mujhe bhi ab thoda daar lagne laga tha. Abhi 5 minute hi hue the ki Pankhuri ki awaz atti hai. Aur woh bhi lift ke pass aa gai thi.

Pankhuri – Bhaiya lagta hai light chali gayi hai. Ab kya karenge bhaiya. Koi aa gaya to apdono gaye.

Nidhi – Didi kuch karo na please. Jao na hamare kapde lakar do na. Isse pehle ki koi hamen dekh le.

Pankhuri aisa hi karti hai. Woh fir se ghar tak janne lagti hai. Par woh ghaar tak pahunchi hi thi ki light aa jaati hai. Fir kya lift ab niche jaane lagta hai. Aur hum rahat ki saans lete hai.

Aur main usse chidhate hue kehta hun, “Nidhi bacha hua kaam pura karen.”

Nidhi – haan bhaiya. Apko puchne ki kya jarurat hai.

Fir kya main usse lift ki zameen par leta kar uski choot chatne lagta hun. Main uski choot mein apna lund dalne hi wala tha ki lift ground floor par aa jaati hai. Par main jaise hi lift kholne ke liye ghumta hun.

Mere pairo tale jaise zameen hi kisak jaati hai. Lift ka darwaza kholte hi samne hamare flat ke dono guard wahan khada the. Nidhi ab bhi akhon mein patti bandhe waha lift mein apne pair phelakar leti hui thi.

Aur apni dono haathon se apni chuchiyon ko masalti hui machal rahi thi. Isse pehle main kuch keh patta, woh mere munh ko dabakar mujhe lift se bahar lekar aa jate hai. Aur ek kone mein le jaate hai.

Main daar ke mare kanp raha tha. Mujhe toh kuch bhi suz nahi raha tha. Main samaj gaya thi ki ab dono milkar Nidhi aur Pankhuri ki raat bhaar chudai karenge. Meri dono behano ki izzat ab in dono guard ke haathon nilam honne wali thi.

Guard – Accha ji. Aaaj pakad mein aye hon. Manna padega tum teeno ko. Jawani ka itna josh ki asee khueaam nange hokar flat mein ghoom rahe ho. Ek baar toh kismat se baach gaye par haar baar thode hi bach payoge.

Main – Please Arun janne do na meri behano ko. Main haath jodta hun. Agge se ye galti nahi karenge.

Gaurd (Arun) – Agge tum kya karoge. Agge toh hum jo kahenge wohi karoge. Warne ye dekho tumhari behano ki video thik ayi hai ki nahi jaare dekho toh.

Main kya dekhta hun. Chhat par paani tanki par hamari nangi photo uske phone par thi. Aur do din mein hum jo flat mein nange ghoom rahe the. Uski bhi video uske paas thi.

Guard (Arun) – Kya hua Rajeev. CCTV ne dhokha de diya kya. Tumhe unhe kharab samjha tha kya. Woh toh hum jaankar off rakte the. Aaj kaam ke liye on kiya tha.

Guard (Sameer) – Kya kismat hai yaar tumhari. Itni gori chitti behane haan tumhari. Tum toh roz inki acche se chudai karte hogge. Dono behane roz tumpar apni jawani tootate honge. Hum toh bass inhe dekh kar hi tadap jaate hai.

Guard (Sameer) – Aaj jakar hamein inki jawani ka swaad chakhne ka mauka mila hai. Kyu Arun pehli kiski jawani ki swaaad chakha jaye. Chotti behan ka yaa baadi behan ka.

Guard (Arun) – Bolo Rajeev kya karna hai. Chup chaap hamara saath dogge. Tum ye baat yahin daab jayegi. Baas aaj raat tumhari behano ki jawaani hum don milkar lootenge. Warna saari society ko aanne mein kitna time lagega. Fir police akar jo kargi. Kya kehte ho.

Main – Nahi Arun. Sameer. Please kisko maat bulao. Tumdono jo kahoge main krunga. Par ye video kisko maat dikhana.

Guard (Arun) – thik hai fir apni dono behano ko chaat par le challo aaj wahi chaat par hi tumhari dono behan ki izzat nilam karenge. Par dekhta behano ko patta na chale. Ab jaldi karo.

Guard (Sameer) – Dekh rahe ho na Arun iski behan puri nangi kaise apni chuchiyon ko masal rahi hai. Apni chudai karwane ko bekarar hai saali. Jaise saali randi ho.

Guard (Arun) – thik kaha. Baas kuch daar. Fir toh iska randi panna aaj chaat par utar denge. Apni saab sharmo haya bech khai na hai dono ne. Nangi ghumne ka bahut sokh hai na iski dono behano ko.

Guard (Arun) – Aaj ke baad ghaar par bhi apne kapde utarne par sharam ayegi. Aaj raat bhar inki aisi chudai karenge ki yaad rakhengi.

Fir kya tha maan dono ki baat manne ko majboor tha. Ab Arun meri jagah lift ke andar gaya aur meri chooti behan Nidhi ki nangi choot ko apne haathon se sehlane laga.

Ek haath se woh uski choot ko jor jor se masal raha tha. Aur dusre se uski komal chuchiyon ko daba raha tha. Main baas bahar khada hokar usse apne behan ke nange jism se khelte hue dekh raha tha.

Arun behan ki jism ke behrahmi se masal raha tha. Aur Sameer apni camere se saab record kar raha tha. Nidhi ko toh pata bhi nahi tha ki uske nange jism se koi aur maze le raha tha. Woh toh khussi se machalti hui sisak rahi thi

Nidhi – Bhaiya. Dare puri nahi kari kya. Aaao na mujhe apne goad mein uthakar le challo na upar. Jaise didi ko lekar gaye the. Meri iss pyassi choot ko dekho na isse apne lund ka maza chakhao na. Aaj meri choot ki aise chudai karo bhaiya ki mere chikh nikal jayea. Aaoo na bhaiya mujhe goad mein utha lo.

Aur aisa kehte hue apne haath badhati hai. Fir kya Arun mere behan ke nange jism ko apne goad mein utha leta hai. Aur Nidhi khussi se uski goad mein machalti hui janne lagti hai. Woh Nidhi ko parking mein lekar ghumne lagga.

Nidhi – Kaisa lag raha hai bhaiya. Dil toh kar raha hai aise hi apki goad mein nangi hokar pure building mein ghumti rahoon raat bhar. Bolo na bhaiya ghumayoge na mujhe aise.

Main – Haan Nidhi jaisa tum kaho.

Main maan hi raha tha ki aaj toh ye log Nidhi ko rulakar chodenge. Pata nahi kya haal karenge ye dono meri behano ka. Main ye soch hi raha tha ki Pankhuri bhi apni ankhon mein patti bandh kar niche ground floor tak aa jaati hai.

Sameer usse dekhte hi khussi se jhoom uthta hai. Aur daud kar Pankhuri ke paas aa jata hai. Fir kya woh Pankhuri ki nangi choot ko chhuta hai. Aur Pankhuri usse gale laga leti hai.

Pankhuri – Kya hua bhaiya? Nidhi ko itni jaldi kaise chood aye upar. Lagta hai. Nidhi ki chudai se apka maan nahi bhaara. Kya phrse mere chudai ka irada hai. Ab aa hi gaye ho toh le chalo na mujhe. Main fir se apke goad mein aise nangi hokar upar jaana chahti hun.

Sameer ki toh lottery lagne wali thi. Woh ab Pankhuri ke nange jism ko chaar taraf sehlata hai. Aur usse goad mein utha leta hai. Kya nazara tha. Meri dono behane meri ankhon ke samne nangi hokar guard ki goad mein thi.

Aur main chakar bhi kuch kar nahi sakta tha. Arun ab mujhe isare se dono ki video banane ko kehta hai. Aur dono ab behano ko sidiyon se upar le jaane lagte hai. Dono behano ko toh koi hosh nahi tha.

Apni chudai ki tadap mein woh madmast hokar unki bahoon mein jaise pighal si jaa rahi thi. Dono guard ke chehre par alag excitement thi. Unhe aaj 2 gori chiiti madmast maal ki chudai ka mauka milne wala tha.

Dono jaldi jaldi behano ko chaat par le atta hai. Aur maan unke piche piche chaat par aa jaata hun. Hum dono jaise hi chaat par pahunchte hai toh mein dekhta hun. Wahan pehle se do bistar lage hue the. Aur kuch rasiyan wahan bandhi hui thi.

Guard meri dono behano ko lejakar ek ek bed par leta dete hai. Aur wahan padde rasiyon se Nidhi aur pankhur ke haath aur pair dono bandh dete hai. Meeri dono behano ko aise nangi hokar bandha dekh mera lund bhi khada ho jaata hai.

Nidhi – Haan bhaiya mujhe aaj aise hi chaat par baandh kar meri chudai karo na. Main kabse apni aise hi bondage sex karwana chahti hun. Aaaj meri ye khwaish puri kardona. Aao na bhai. Mujhse aur sabbar nahi hotta.

Nidhi toh apni chudai ke liye beetab thi. Aur main bebash apni ankhon ke samne apni dono behano ki chudai dekhne wala tha. Nidhi ne jaise hi apni bondage sex ki baat kahi. Pankhuri chaunk gayi.

Pankhuri – Accha ji toh tum chhat par ho. Bhaiya to isse bhi apne yahan baadh rakha hai. Apki dono behane kaisi lag rahi hai bhaiya. Dekhoo na hum dono kaise ankh mein patti baadh kar aisi nangi hokar yahan bandhi hai.

Nidhi – Haan didi. Kitna accha lag raha hai. Aise ankhon mein patti baandh kar bandhne mein. Bhaiya hamari aisi hi nangi photoshoot karo na. Hamein bhi dhikhana haam kaise dikh rahe hai.

Pankhuri – Par ab kiska intezaar hai. Aaao na pehle meri choot ki pyass bhuja do na bhaiya.

Nidhi – Na didi. Pehle main apni choot bhaiya ko dongi. Fir apki baari.

Main chup chaap dono ki baaten sun raha tha. Aur dono guard lar tapkate hue meri nangi behano ko dekh khar haas rahe the. Nidhi aur Pankhuri dono ko toh ye ehsas bhi nahi ki agle hi paal dono ki izzat kaise ye guard milkar tar tar kar denge.

Kuch hi der mein dono behano ke hosh udne wale the. Ab mujhe apni dare bare game khelen par afsos ho raha tha. Jawani ke josh mein hum teeno ko ye dare bahut mehnga padne wala tha.

Toh iss tarah meri dono behano ki dare ke chakkar mein chhat par nangi bandhi thi. Unki izzat aaj khule am nilam honne wali thi woh bhi mere ankhon ke samne. Dono mujhe blackmail kar meri behano ki chudai karne wale the.

Agle part mein padhiye. Kya behane unki baat mankar apni choot unhe dene ko raazi hoti hai. Ya woh gaurd saari society ko wahan bulakar meri nangi behano ki jism ki numaish karte hai.

Note- Hi, this is Amit from Bangalore back with a new story after a very long time. Hope you have a good time reading it. If you liked it or have any suggestions to improve do share your feedback at [email protected]. I am also available on Google Chat. Happy Reading!

Priyanka and I have been married to our respective partners for some time now. She has even had a child. But somehow, my fantasies to get into her pants never stopped. This desire was always present, starting from our college days. But she had something in mind.

She always told me that she would have sex with me before she got married. Or, to put it another way, I would be the last guy she would have sex with before she got married. She had a very commanding nature, and I liked that.

Before she got married, we engaged in sexual activities. It not only satisfied our desires but led to a deeper exploration of each other. We had so much to try, but time got in the way.

After her marriage, she changed her phone number. The only way to communicate with her was by email. During the first year of her marriage, she asked me to stay away from her. It was hard for me, but I managed anyway.

After a few years, I messaged her again to try my luck. This time, she asked me for my number. I was sceptical, or rather anxious, thinking what would come next, but it went well. During our conversation, we reminisced about the things we didn’t get to try the first and last time we met.

As the discussion came to a head, we agreed to meet again next Thursday. In two days, that is. As usual, I couldn’t sleep till that day thinking of the beautiful sight of Priyanka with her naked skin in front of me. She has a beautiful physique and it looked simply stunning without clothes.

I asked her about her current measurements, and they were 32-28-34, and her bust size has increased from 30 to 32. I went to a reputable lingerie store to pick out one of the latest collections and had it properly wrapped. I gave myself a good haircut and had my chest and back waxed.

Yes, she doesn’t like hair on a man’s chest. The genital area is always kept clean, so no worries. I always felt the urge to masturbate in the shower, but this time, I resisted. I wanted to be ready when Priyanka took over. The day came, and the plan was to meet at a hotel near her office.

So, I had already booked a room there and checked in early. I had the room neatly prepared with a bubble bath in the bathroom, drinks and chocolates in the room, a bouquet of roses and the lingerie package. Not forgetting the Chinese food, which was her favourite.

The plan was to stay overnight and drive straight from the hotel to the office.
At around 2 p.m., the doorbell rang. I opened the door and greeted her as a gentleman should. We embraced warmly, and she was impressed when she saw the room.

Priyanka: Do you still remember what I like?

Me: Every single piece.

Priyanka: I am already impressed.

We clinked our glasses and took the first sip along with the chocolate. “Is that rum chocolate?” She asked.

Me: Yes.

She knew that I had lost control after having rum. After having it, I became completely submissive to her. The next thing I crave after the rum is for her to sit on my face with her pussy near my mouth and her ass over my nose. I lick and sniff her at the same time, completely immersing myself in the experience.

And whatever the girl wants me to do, I can do it at that moment. We put some chocolates aside for later. After we finished lunch, she asked how we should start. I pointed her to the lingerie package and asked her to change it. She obeyed, picked it up and went into the washroom.

Meanwhile, I sipped my whiskey until she came out in the two-piece. Wow, just wow. I felt flattered. Honestly, her body and the way she carried it made the attire look extremely sexy. Seeing her in it made me even hungrier. I became irresistible to pull that piece of clothing off her body and admire her.

Priyanka: So, now it’s my turn to see you. Take your clothes off.

How could I’ve refused her? I took off all my clothes and stood there completely naked. My arousal was obvious as my chest was completely bare. My cock was already standing up to the occasion.

Priyanka: That’s why I like you, Rohan. You remember everything.

She came to me and placed her hand on my chest, playing with her fingers as she circled my nipples before placing a gentle kiss on each of them. She was so close that I could feel her warm breath. Our lips met as her hand gently made its way to my manhood. It was already at its peak arousal.

My hands found their way to her back when I wanted to unhook her bra. But she stopped me in between and said, “Leave it a while longer.” We walked to the bed, and she put one of the chocolates in her mouth. She pulled me close and started kissing me.

We started swapping the chocolates in our mouths before they were finished. The same with the whiskey and the rest of the chocolates. By now, the rum and whiskey had taken their effect on both of us. That could only mean one thing. Things were getting dirty, kinky, steamy and more.

She unhooked her bra, and I saw them after three years, which amazed me. They were still in perfect shape and position with strong, erect nipples. Finally, it was time to play with them. Without wasting any time, my mouth took control of one of them while my hand took care of the other.

I wished I could have enjoyed her breast milk. But I continued with great fervor, speed and intensity, eliciting loud moans from her. Her hands scratched my back in rhythm with the movements of my mouth and hand. I could see how excited she was.

Her facial expression and moans showed that she was very aroused. Her hand made its way to my erect cock. It was already dripping with excitement. She grabbed the foreskin and pulled it all the way back. She gripped the cock firmly and stroked it vigorously.

She also had a unique way of holding the cock. It hurt because of the firm grip, but it also felt sexy.

Priyanka: Are you ready to taste it?

I nodded in agreement. I stood up because now it was her turn to be on top. She took off her panties to unveil her neatly trimmed pussy. She rode my face and positioned herself the way I wanted, facing my cock. She was soaking wet, and I could smell her as she got into position.

Her pussy neared my face. I licked it all over and began to play with her, taking all her wetness into my mouth. I continued the magical movements with my tongue. My nose buried itself in her butt cheeks as deeply as it could. I savoured the fresh scent.

Who cares about oxygen when you have something so aromatic to sniff? Wow, I was in another world. She leaned forward in the meantime to grab my cock and continue her powerful, energetic thrusts. It was getting hotter and hotter. I was about to climax, but she knew what to do to stop it.

She grabbed my testicles and squeezed them together so that they rubbed against each other. I screamed. But her pussy covering my mouth prevented any sound from escaping and made sure no cum was released. She had to pee and excused herself. I asked her not to clean her pussy.

She understood and came back. This time, she sat on my face again but facing me. I pleasured her pussy along with the leftover pee and those intimate juices. Our eyes met in a mutual desire to push boundaries and embrace the vulnerability of naughtiness.

She went down and kissed the balls first. When she looked into my eyes, she winked and apologized before continuing to suck them. She began by kissing my inner thighs. Then moved on to sucking one of the testicles and finally took both balls in her mouth at the same time.

Gradually, her attention shifted to the cock. What started with licking the tip turned into deep-throating. FUCK, she was fantastic. The best thing about her blowjob is that she maintains eye contact with her partner. It really is a sexy sight. I knew she would not let me climax when I was close to orgasm.

My cock could squirt out its load on her mouth at any moment. Her rule was simple. A man should only climax when the girl is satisfied. She should be the one to permit him. Otherwise, he should not climax. But with her seductive movements, I could no longer resist.

But as always, she knew how to stay in control. Just before the climax, she pulled back the foreskin, grasped the cock from top to bottom with all five fingers. She scratched it deeply until she reached the tip.

It was something she had wanted to do during the last encounter but couldn’t. Honestly, it was a struggle, but with her, it was worth it.

Priyanka: Are you ready to go in?

Me: Absolutely.

She always loved being on top, and today was no exception. She positioned herself on top of me. After taking my cock all the way inside her, she stayed in that position for a while to get used to it. Then started with slow movements and gradually increased the pace.

It was going well, so we decided to change our position. She asked me to sit on the chair, and then she sat on top of me, facing me. Her hands were behind my neck. Our lips locked as we explored each other’s mouths while our pelvises continued to move in sync during intercourse.

We were intimate for quite a while. I managed to control my orgasm as I experienced the moment I had always dreamed of.

Priyanka: Can you still take it, or are you going to cum soon?

Me: I can hold it.

Priyanka: Cool, let us go to the washroom. I want to try something.

I followed her. On the way there, she took a chilled bottle of water from the fridge, and we entered the washroom. She took a towel and poured a generous amount of cold water on it. Then wrapped the towel around my erect cock. Until then, I didn’t know what she was up to.

She wrapped it for a good five minutes, then took the towel off. She sat on the countertop of the sink and spread her legs. She positioned herself to signal me to join her and make love to her. “Are you sure?” I asked out of concern, as the dick had gotten cold by now.

Priyanka: Yes.

As it was cold, I wasn’t producing any precum, but she was extremely wet. I was able to slide the dick comfortably. From the look on her face, you could tell that this was one of the best feelings. We continued fucking for some time before my cock returned to its normal temperature.

Then she asked me to stop again. This time, she wet the towel with hot water. But unlike the cold towel, the hot towel was a little uncomfortable for me. But like I said, when she does it, it all seems worth it. We repeated the same process, but this time, she enjoyed it even more.

Her moans got louder with every stroke. As we embraced, she leaned against the countertop of the sink. I stood in front of the large mirror. Her hand gripped the back of my neck firmly. She made sure our upper bodies were pressed tightly together.

As the intensity increased, I felt her lips near my earlobe. Before I knew it, her teeth were leaving their mark. I glanced in the mirror and saw the reflection of an extremely proud man having the best sex of his life. But sex isn’t over until you’ve tried the missionary position.

So, we came back to the bed and swapped positions, with me on top. As the thrusts got faster, the room filled with our moans, the smell of our sweat and her orgasm. As I made passionate love to her, I was on the verge of having an orgasm. Surprisingly, she didn’t stop me this time.

As I was about to ejaculate, I wanted to pull out. But she grabbed my buttocks and made sure I released it inside her. I could feel a good amount of load getting ejaculated from my dick with utmost force. We let out the loudest moan, and it was something that will be remembered for a long time.

I fell on top of her and asked, “Why did you have it inside you?”

Priyanka: I wanted to feel it with you, Rohan. Don’t worry, I have pills, so everything is fine.

The smell of orgasm filled the air. The sweat from our bodies, even though the AC was working fine, explained how serious and dedicated we were to this grown-up exercise. We didn’t know what time it was. We got out of bed to go to the bathroom and take a bubble bath.

This covered many of the things we had on our minds, but by the time we checked out of the hotel, there were a lot of new additions to the list. We both knew that our connection was intense and unforgettable. But we also understood the importance of taking things slow.

The anticipation of our next encounter only added to the excitement and mystery of our relationship.

Hello ISS readers. Main bahut waqt se is site ka fan raha hu. Ab finally maine apna kuch likhne ka socha hai. Ye ek fictional kahani hai, aur meri pehli kahani hai. Umeed hai ye kahani aap sab ko pasand aayegi.

Mujhe kuch nayi tarah ki kahani likhne ka mann tha, to is kahani mein chudai nahi hoti hai, par mujhe yakeen hai uske bina bhi ye kahani kaafi mazedaar hai. To chaliye shuru karte hai.

My name is Ria. Main 20 saal ki hu, aur B.com kar rahi hu. Mera figure 32-29-34 hai, and my bra size is 32C. Maine apni virginity 18 years ke age mein hi apne ek tuition friend ke sath kho di thi. Uske baad se mera hamesha hi koi na koi boyfriend raha hai.

Abhi mere college ka winter break just start hua tha, aur main wapas ghar aa gayi. Mere papa week mein 3 baar subah tel maalish (oil massage) karwate the. Unhone mujhe bhi maalish karwane ka suggestion diya. Papa ko maalish karne wala kaafi saalon se hamare ghar aa raha tha, aur main unhe Kaku (uncle) bulati hu.

Me: Ok papa, Kaku ko bol dijiye kal afternoon mein aa jayenge.

Agla din aa gaya aur Kaku meri maalish karne 12 baje aa gaye.

Kaku: Beta batao aapko kaha maalish karwani hai?

Me: Kaku full body.

Kaku: Theek hai beta, to jitne kam kapde honge body pe, utni ache se maalish hogi.

Maine abhi tak ek t-shirt aur legging pehan ke rakhi thi. Fir main bathroom mein gayi, aur bra aur panty pehan ke baahar aa gayi. Kaku ne ek second ke liye mujhe dekha aur bole-

Kaku: Idhar bed pe towel ke upar let jao.

Ye pehli baar tha jab main apne se doguni umar waale aadmi ke saamne aise kapde pehan rahi thi. Lekin main bahut comfortable thi, kyunki wo kabhi-kabhi meri mummy ki bhi maalish karte the, aur unhone ek baar bhi mujhe gandi nazar se nahi dekha tha. Ab main bed pe towel ke upar apne stomach pe let gayi.

Kaku ne oil liya aur mere lower back ki maalish karna start kiya. Mujhe koi back problems nahi thi, lekin fir bhi bahut acha lag raha tha. Wo thodi der tak meri bra ke neeche tak maalish kiye, aur fir shoulder aur neck ki maalish karni start kar di. Lekin baar-baar meri bra ka strap unke hatho ke raaste mein aa raha tha.

Me: Kaku aapko mere bra strap se mushkil ho raha hai maalish karne mein?

Kaku: Haa beta, lekin koi upay nahi uska to. I’ll manage.

Me: Ok.

Wo maalish karte rahe, lekin abhi bhi strap se problem ho rahi thi.

Me: Agar easy hoga to main bra unhook kar sakti hu.

Kaku: Dekh lo beta, agar tum comfortable ho to. Lekin haa, bina strap ke ache se maalish kar paunga.

Maine lette-lette hi apni bra unhook kar di. Kaku ne mere straps side kar diye, aur mere back aur shoulder ki maalish karne lage. Wo apne palms ke edge se mere poori back pe pressure lagate hue ek line mein upar se neeche le jaa rahe the. Mujhe bahut relax feel ho raha tha.

Fir unhone meri arms ki maalish ke kuch minute mein wo legs pe chale gaye. Meri panty aisi thi ki meri aadhi ass dikh rahi thi. Lekin wo meri ass ke neeche tak hi maalish kar rahe the.

Me: Kaku poora upar tak maalish kariye na.

Kaku: Are you sure beta?

Maine apni panty upar karke aur ass dikhate hue kaha: Haa Kaku.

Ab wo meri ass ki bhi maalish karne lage. Unhone meri panty ke andar hath daal ke ache se poori ass ki maalish ki.

Kaku: Beta ab ghoom ke let jao.

Main ghoom ke apni back pe let gayi. Meri bra abhi peeche se unhooked thi, aur straps bhi mere shoulder ke edge pe the. Ab unhone mere stomach ki maalish start kar di. Wo meri bra ke neeche tak apne hath rok de rahe the. Unhone meri neck aur shoulder ki maalish start ki, aur yaha bhi mere bra strap beech mein aa rahe the. To maine apne strap hata diye. Ab meri bra, unhooked, loosely mere boobs pe thi.

Me: Kaku mere upper boobs ki bhi maalish kar dijiye.

Kaku: Ye kaise kar sakta hu beta? Ye theek nahi rahega. Aur waise bhi aapki bra hai, to maalish kaise?

Me: Kaku aap mere papa jaise ho, aur papa se kya chhupana.

Ye bol kar maine apni bra hata di. Ab mere boobs ek 42 years ke aadmi ke saamne khule the. Unhone kuch seconds mere boobs ko dekha, aur fir uspe tel daalne lage. Unhone seedha mere nipples pe tel daala. Thande tel ke mere nipples pe girte hi mujhe alag si feeling aane lagi, aur maine apni aakhen band kar li. Mere nipples ek-dum pointed ho gaye. Fir unhone mere boobs ki maalish shuru ki.

Unke hath mere poore boobs ko ache se daba rahe the. Unhone ek circular motion mein mere boobs ki maalish start kar di. Main aankhen band karke enjoy kar rahi thi. Ab unhone mere nipples ko apne thumb aur index aur middle finger se squeeze karna chaalu kiya.

Wo kaafi zor se mere nipples daba rahe the, lekin oil ki wajah se bhi baar-baar unke hath se slip ho jaa rahe the. Mujhe aisa experience pehle kabhi nahi hua tha. Main dheere-dheere moan karne lagi. Aise 5 minute tak chalta raha.

Kaku: Beta aapko dard nahi ho raha na? Main aapke boobs kaafi taakat laga ke daba raha hu.

Me: Aah Kaku, bilkul dard nahi ho raha. Bahut acha lag raha hai.

Kaku: Ok beta, bas poochna tha.

Ab wo apne poore hath se mere stomach se lekar mere shoulder tak pressure lagate hue ferne lage. Kuch minute tak wo aisa hi karte rahe. Itne pressure se ab mera stomach, boobs, aur shoulder halke-halke red ho gaye the. Lekin mujhe dard bilkul bhi nahi ho raha tha. Balki mujhe ek warm relaxed feeling aa rahi thi. Ab meri pussy se thoda paani aane laga tha.

Kaku: Beta are you sure aapko dard nahi ho raha? Aapka skin laal ho gaya hai.

Me: Oh Kaku, chinta mat kariye. Meri skin kaafi jaldi laal ho jati hai. Mere boyfriends ko ye pasand bhi hai.

Ye sun ke Kaku ho hint mil gaya tha ki wo pehle mard nahi the jisne mere boobs dekhe the. Ab wo wapas mere boobs dabane lage. Is baar wo pehle se zyada rough ho rahe the. Lekin mujhe ye pasand aa raha tha. Unhone mere nipples pakad ke upar taane, jisse mere boobs ek pointy cone ke tarah ho gaye.

Unhone aisa 10-15 baar kiya, aur mere nipples taan ke shake bhi kiye. Main aankhen band karke maza le rahi thi, aur dheere-dheere aawaz bhi nikaal rahi thi.

Kaku: Beta aapke boobs to kaafi tight aur firm hai. Mujhe apni jawani ke din yaad dila diye.

Me: Aah thanks Kaku. Mere boyfriends ko bhi mere boobs kaafi pasand hai.

Ab Kaku ne mere dono boobs ko side se apne hatho mein pakda aur zor se dabane lage. Mere nipples pehle hi ek-dum hard ho chuke the. Aise lag raha tha maano wo mere boobs ko daba kar nichodhna chaahte the. Ye sab chal raha tha ki unhone apne dono thumbs mere nipples pe rakh diye.

Ab wo mere nipples ko joystick ke jaise apne thumbs se move kar rahe the. Aise hi kuch minute tak wo apna zor mere boobs pe lagate rahe, aur main aankhen band karke awaaze nikaalti rahi. Wo wapas se meri waist se lekar shoulder tak maalish karne lage.

Achanak se unhone mere boobs ko side se zor se maarna chaalu kar diya. Wo zor se mere boobs slap karne lage. Mere boobs ab side se laal ho gaye. Ab unhone dono hath se ek boob pakda, aur zor se dabane lage. Unhone ek hath hataya aur usi boob ka nipple pakad kar zor se twist aur pull karne lage. Mujhe kaafi dard ho raha tha, lekin maza bhi utna hi aa raha tha.

Kareeb 5 minute tak unhone ek-ek karke mere boob ko ek hath se zor se dabaya, aur doosre hath se usi boob ke tits pe slap kiya aur nipple twist kiye. Ab mere dono boobs ek-dum laal ho gaye the, aur main poore time besharam hoke aaahh ooohh ki awaaze nikaal rahi thi.

Kaku: Sorry beta main thoda bhavnao mein beh gaya. Tumhe kaafi dard hua hoga.

Me: Sorry mat boliye Kaku. Haa dard to hua, lekin utna hi maza bhi aaya. Aapne meri chut ko bina hath lagaye hi geela kar diya.

Ye sun ke Kaku thoda awkward ho gaye. Unhone ab meri legs ki maalish shuru kar di. Pehle unhone mere feet ki ache se maalish ki. Fir ankle se leke ghutne tak. Ab wo meri thighs ki maalish karne lage. Wo meri chut ke paas ke thighs ki maalish nahi kar rahe the, Aur baahar ki side mein bhi meri panty unhe rok rahi thi.

Me: Kaku panty beech mein aa rahi hai kya?

Kaku: Koi nahi beta, I will manage.

Me: Nahi Kaku, ache se maalish kariye.

Ye bol kar maine apni panty bhi utaar di. Ab main ek-dum nangi Kaku se saamne leti hui thi. Mere boobs pehle se hi laal the, aur meri chut bhi geeli thi. Kaku ne kuch der meri jawan chut ko dekha, aur fir mere thighs ki maalish karne lage. Wo kaafi pressure laga ke meri thighs aur inner thighs ki maalish kar rahe the. Inner thighs ki maalish karte-karte kabhi-kabhi unka hath meri chut pe bhi lag jata. Unhone ab meri waist se leke chut ke upar tak ke part ki maalish shuru ki.

Kaku: Beta tumhare to ek bhi baal nahi hai.

Me: Haa Kaku mere boyfriend ko clean pasand hai.

Kaku ne mere ek pair ko apne kandhe pe rakha, aur ache se us pair ke thighs ki maalish karne lage chaaro taraf se. Kuch der aisa dono pairon ke sath karke unhone mere dono pair bed pe jitna ho sake faila diye. Ab meri chut ek-dum saaf dikh rahi thi.

Kaku ne ab meri chut ke chaaro taraf maalish karna shuru kar diya. Kabhi-kabhi unka hath meri clit ko bhi lag jata. Unhone kaafi zor laga ke maalish ki, aur main apni aankhen band karke bas aanand le rahi thi. Ab meri poori body pe tel tha, sirf meri chut ko chhodh ke.

Kaku: Ab bas ek aakhri jagah ki maalish baaki hai.

Itna bol ke unhone ek towel liya, aur meri chut ko ponchne lage. Unhone apne hath mein tel liya, aur dono palms ko meri chut ke baahar rakh kar apne angoothe se meri chut ki maalish karne lage. Ab wo meri chut mein apna angootha ghusa-ghusa ke acha se maalish kar rahe the. Meri chut ki ache se maalish ho rahi thi andar aur baahar se.

Fir unhone apne dono hatho mein tel liya. Right hand ki chaaro ungliyan meri chut mein daal di aur left hand ko chut ke baahar rakha. Ab wo dono hatho ko andar se baahar zor laga kar hilana shuru kiya. Unka hath mere chut ke kaafi andar tak jaa raha tha. Mujhe kaafi dard ho raha tha, lekin maine kuch bola nahi. Meri chut mein kabhi kisi ne 4 ungliyan nahi daali thi.

Lekin kuch hi second mein mujhe maza aana laga aur aaram milne laga. Pehli baar koi meri chut ki deewar ki aisi maalish kar raha tha.

Kaku: Beta tumhari chut to kaafi loose hai. Meri chaaro ungliyan aaram se andar baahar jaa rahi hai.

Main sharmate hue boli: Haa Kaku, ab kaafi saalon se kayi ladkon ne is chut ka maza uthaya hai, to loose ho gayi.

Kaku: Tum chinta mat karo, main tumhari chut ko tight aur flexible bana doonga.

Me: Oh, kya aisa ho sakta hai Kaku? Thanks.

Wo ek-ek karke meri chut ki dono deewaron ki maalish kar rahe the. Dard to bilkul gayab ho gaya tha. Meri aankhen band thi aur meri saanse tez ho chuki thi. Mere dono hath apne aap mere boobs pe chale gaye. Maine apne nipples pe hath lagaya, jo abhi bhi kaafi sensitive the. Fir maine apne boobs dabaye, aur chaunk gayi.

Me: Kaku mere boobs to kaafi soft ho gayi hai. Ye kaise hua?

Kaku apni nazar meri chut se meri boobs pe laate hue bole: Beta maalish ka kamaal hai.

Ye sun kar main kaafi khush hui. Maine apna phone liya, aur ek selfi li apne boyfriend ke liye. Apne oiled boobs ko dabate hue maine ek chhoti video banayi, aur boli, “Making them softer, just for you”.

Me: Ye dekh ke mera boyfriend bahut tadpega hehe.

Itna bol ke maine video boyfriend ko bhej di aur phone side rakh diya. Kaku abhi bhi meri chut ke deewaron ki maalish kar rahe the. Ab unhone apna hath meri chut se nikaal kar poncha aur tel liya. Wo apni ungliyon se ab meri chut ke hontho ki maalish karne lage. Ab wo meri chut ke hontho ko kaafi zor laga-laga kar apni ungliyon se daba rahe the. Wo unko jitna ho sake utna baahar taan-taan ke maalish kar rahe the.

Me: Kaku isse ye dheele nahi honge na?

Kaku: Nahi-nahi beta, chinta mat karo. Aisa kuch nahi hoga.

Me: Theek hai Kaku.

Kuch der tak aise hi chala, aur main apne nipples bhi dabane lagi. Ab meri chut se lagataar paani beh raha tha. Achanak se mujhe thoda dard hua, aur main dheere se chillayi. Kaku ne ek hath se mera clit daba diya tha.

Me: Aaah Kaku dheere.

Kaku: Sorry beta.

Ab unhone 2 ungliyan li, aur unke beech mere clit ko roll karne lage. Dheere-dheere unhone zor lagaya, lekin is baar mujhe bilkul dard nahi hua, ulta bahut maza aa raha tha. Meri chut se pehle se paani ka bahaav dheere-dheere badh raha tha.

Main bhi apne nipples zor se daba rahi thi. Ab Kaku ne kuch aisa kiya jo maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha. Unhone mere clit ko pakda aur baahar ki taraf kheench diya. Maine apni aankhen khauf mein kholi, aur dheemi awaaz mein zor se chillayi. Itna hi nahi mere hatho ne mere nipples pe aur zor lagaya, aur kheecha aur pata nahi kab main jhad gayi. Meri awaaz sun ke bhi Kaku ne meri clit ko chhodha nahi.

Aisi dard bhari charamsukh mujhe pehli baar prapt hui thi, aur iske baad aisa lag raha tha jaise mere shareer mein nayi taakat aa gayi thi.

Me: Aaahh aaaahh. Kaku mujhe aisa orgasm pehle kabhi nahi hua.

Kaku: Haa beta mere hatho ka jaadu hi kuch aisa hai.

Me: Thanks Kaku.

Kaku ne aakhir-kaar meri clit chhodh di, aur main bhi apne boobs chhodh zor-zor saanse le rahi thi. Unhone ek chhote towel se apna hath poncha aur fir meri chut ko poncha. Ek doosre towel se wo mere boobs se bhi tel ponch rahe the. Mera shareer aur boobs ab laal nahi the.

Mujhe laga ki maalish poori ho gayi thi, lekin main galat thi. Main aankhen band karke dheeme-dheeme saans le rahi thi ki tabhi “Phaat”. Kaku ne apne dono hath zor se mere dono boobs pe maare, aur unhe zor se dabaya. Do-teen baar aisa karne ke baad mujhe seene mein ek garmahat mehsoos hone lagi, jo aur bhi achi lag rahi thi. Meri saanse wapas tez ho gayi.

Kaku: Beta relax raho, varna main tumhari chuchiyon ko soft nahi bana paunga.

Ye bol kar wo aise hi meri chuchiyon par zor se maar kar dabate rahe. Mushkil se maine apni saanso pe kaabu paaya. Ab Kaku ne wapas mere nipples taanna shuru kar diya. Is baar kahi bhi tel nahi tha, to unki taakat mujhe apne naazuk boobs pe ache se mehsoos ho rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha maano mere nipples ko kisi bachhe ne pakad liya ho, aur wo unhe taan ke nikaalne ki koshish kar raha ho.

Main aankh band karke maze le rahi thi. Kaku kuch minute aise hi mere boobs pe zulm karte rahe. Fir unhone apna daaya angootha liya, aur meri clit pe rakh diya. Ye karne ke baad unhone usi hath ki chaaro ungliyan meri chut mein dheere se poori andar daal di. Ab wo apne baye hath se maar-maar ke mere boobs pe zulm kar rahe the, aur daye hath se meri clit ki maalish karte hue meri chut ki ungliyon se chudai kar rahe the.

Main saatve aasman pe thi. Wo aisa karte rahe aur kuch der mein meri chut wapas nadi ki tarah behne lagi. Main wapas jhad gayi thi. Jhadne ke baad bhi kareeb ek minute tak wo waise hi karte rahe, aur fir unhone apne hath meri chut aur boobs se hata diye. Wo hath dho ke aaye.

Me (haanfte hue): Kaku main aaj tak kabhi itna paani nahi chhodhi hu, wo bhi do-do baar. Wow Kaku, thank you so much.

Kaku: Arre thank you ki kya zaroorat hai beta. Ye to mera kaam hai. Maalish karne ka maksad hi hota hai insaan ki shareer se saari thakaan aur dard mitana. Mujhe khushi hai ki tumhe acha laga.

Me: Haa Kaku wo to hai. Par mujhe laga tha ki aap meri ‘izzat’ ko hath nahi lagaoge, ya fir mera galat faida uthane ko dekhoge. Lekin aap to ek-dum professional ho.

Kaku: Haa beta, mera kaam hai tumhari icha anusar tumhari shareer ki seva karna to maine sirf wahi kiya.

Ab main bed se uth gayi, aur sheeshe mein apne aap ko dekhne lagi. Meri laal naram chuchiya, tel se lathpath shareer, aur geeli chut ek-dum madhmast lag rahi thi. Maine apna phone uthaya aur apni photo kheenchne lagi. Kaku apna samaan utha rahe the.

Kaku: Theek hai beta, main chalta hu, aaj ka ho gaya. Agla kab aana hoga bata dena main aa jaunga aise hi 12 baje.

Me: Theek hai Kaku, thanks. Main aapko bata doongi.

Fir Kaku ne mere room ke gate ka lock khola, aur chale gaye. Main abhi bhi sheeshe ke saamne apni photo le rahi thi. Fir main apna room band karke nahane chali gayi.

That is the end of this part. Please comment karke bataye ki aapko kaisa laga aur aap agar is kahani mein aage kuch dekhna chaahte hai.

Mera naam Raj hai. Main Mumbai mein rehta hu. Ye kahani meri maa ke upar hai. Unka nama Suvarna hai. Mere ghar pe sirf main aur maa hi rehte hai. Mere dad 5 saal pehle off ho gaye the. Hum log ek chhoti si chawl mein rehte hai. Meri age 21 hai, aur meri mom ki age 43 hai. Unka Rang gora hai, aur boobs size 38″ hai, aur moti gaand hai unki.

TV pe news aayi ki 25 March se India mein lockdown lagne wala tha. Tabhi mere dost ka call aaya. Salim mera college friend tha, jo abhi hostel mein rehta tha.

Salim: Hi, bhai.

Main: Bol na bhai, kya hua?

Salim: Bhai, mere hostel waalo ne bola hai hostel chhodh do, aur apne-apne ghar chale jao.

Main: Bhai, tu ghar kaise jayega? Lockdown lag gaya hai. Lucknow jana impossible hai.

Salim: Haa, bhai. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai.

Main: Tension mat le bhai. Tu mere ghar aaja rehne ko tab tak.

Salim: Nahi bhai, tera ghar pehle se chhota hai. Aur main udhar aaunga to tum logon ko problem hogi.

Main: Kuch nahi hoga bhai. Tu mera ghar par aaja. Hum log planning karte hai.

Salim: Thank you so much, bhai.

Maine fir sab kuch meri maa ko bataya. Aur Salim ke aane se unko bhi kuch problem nahi thi. Meri maa full helpful nature ki hai. Main aapko Salim ke baare mein batana bhool gaya. Uski age 22 hai, aur wo ek bodybuilder hai. Salim fir mere ghar pe aa gaya. Aake wo bola –

Salim: Thank you so much aunty, aur Raj tum log nahi hote to mera kya hota.

Maa: Thank you bolne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Tum bhi mere bete jaise hi ho.

Main: Chal bhai, hath-pair dho le ab. Khaana khaa kar so jaate hai.

Mera ghar bahut chhota hai. Ek hall hai jisme samaan nahi hoga to teen log so sakte hai. Kitchen mein sirf do log khade ho sakte hai utni hi jagah hai. Hall se attached washroom hai, jo sirf parde se dhaka hua hai.

Mom ek corner pe so gayi. Main centre mein, aur doosre corner pe Salim so gaya. Hum logon ka ye daily routine ho gaya tha. Subah utho, shaam ko time pass karo, raat ko so jao. Ye fix routine ho gaya tha lockdown mein.

Kuch din aise hi nikal gaye. Maine ek cheez notice ki. Salim meri maa ki body ko ghoor-ghoor ke dekh raha tha, aur mujhe wo bahut weird laga. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, maine dekha Salim soya nahi tha abhi tak.

Usne mujhe dekha. Maine sone ka naatak kiya. Wo meri maa ko dekha kar hila raha tha. Main ye dekha ka shock ho gaya. Ye sab teen-chaar din chala. Main bhi bahut excited ho raha tha.

Ek din Salim apne lund ko sehla raha tha. Achanak maa uth gayi. Salim apna hath apne lund se hataya, aur sone ka naatak karne laga. Maa ko mootne ko hua tha. Mootne ki awaaz hame sunayi de rahi thi, aur mera aur Salim ka lund khada ho chuka tha.

Maa susu karke so gayi. Mere dimag mein sirf wahi khayaal chal raha tha. Mujhe Salim aur meri maa ka sex dekhna tha. Fir ek din maa bartan dho rahi thi. Main jaa kar Salim ki jagah par so gaya.

Maa: Raj, apni jagah par so jaa.

Maine sone ka naatak kiya, aur main udhar se hila nahi.

Maa: Salim tum centre mein so jao.

Salim: Theek hai, aunty.

Kareeb 1:00 baje maine uth kar check kiya. Salim centre mein soya tha, aur maa uski side mein thi. Salim soya nahi tha, wo maa ke sone ka intezaar kar raha tha. Maa ghar par saree pehan ke soti hai. Salim ne directly maa ke blouse par hath rakh diya. Thode samay tak usne kuch nahi kiya, aur fir usne boobs dabane chaalu kar diye. Uski wajah se meri maa uth gayi.

Maa: Salim tum ye sab kya kar rahe ho? (gusse mein)

Salim: Aunty, abhi mujhse control nahi ho raha hai.

Maa ne Salim ka hath hataya. Fir se Salim ne apna hath maa ke boobs par rakh diya. Maa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Salim hath hatane ka naam nahi le raha tha.

Maa: Beta ye sab galat hai. Main tumhari maa ki umar ki hu. Aur Raj bhi baju mein hi soya hai.

Salim: Aunty, aap awaaz mat karo. Raj ko kuch pata nahi chalega.

Maa: Beta, ya sab galat hai.

Salim: Aunty, please ya meri request hai. Kya pata ye corona ki wajah se hum log zinda bhi rahenge ya nahi. Mujhe life mein ek baar sex karna hai, please.

Maa ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Maa ko sirf meri fikar thi. Wo mujhe hi dekh rahi thi.

Maa: Jo karna hai jaldi karo (aankhen band karke).

Fir Salim maa ke upar chadh gaya, aur unki chut mein apna lund daal diya. Maa siskiyan bharne lag gayi.

Salim: Aunty, aaram se chillao. Nahi to Raj uth jayega.

Salim abhi normal speed mein upar-neeche ho raha tha.

Maa: Aaa.. ssss.. mm..

Salim: Aunty, aapki chut to bahut tight hai. Maza aa gaya.

Maa: Aaaah, aaram se karo please.

15 minute chodne ke baad Salim maa se bola –

Salim: Aunty, main jhadne wala hu.

Maa: Andar mat nikaalna, please.

Salim: Ok aunty..ahhh.. ooohh…

Salim na apna poora maal baahar nikaal diya. Dono tez-tez saanse le rahe the. Fir Salim ne maa se poocha –

Salim: Aunty, aaj maza aa gaya. Abhi main aapko roz chodunga.

Maa: Ya first and last time tha. Raj ne dekh liya to?

Salim: Kuch nahi hoga. Main kal sleeping pills medical shop se lekar aata hu.

Maa: Nahi, mujhe ye sab acha nahi lagta.

Salim: Aunty please, kya pata ye corona kab khatam hoga. Please mujhe apni life jeene do aapke sath.

Maa: Theek hai par Raj ko kuch pata nahi chalna chahiye.

Salim: Ok aunty, meri kasam Raj ko kuch pata nahi chalega.

Fir maa ne uth kar apne kapde pehan liye, aur susu karne chali gayi. Salim bhi kapde pehan ke so gaya. Doosre din subah sab normal ho gaya. Maine dopahar ko sone ka naatak kiya, iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Hi guys, this is Vikram here from Hyderabad. I have had sexual encounters with women of different ages, regions and professions for the last six years. But for the first time, I felt like writing about an experience that I recently had.

It was with a shy Marathi woman who had shifted from Mumbai to Hyderabad. Having lived in Mumbai for a few years, I knew how Mumbai women and couples behave.

Let me come to the story of Sayali, aged 34, and Ashish, aged 36. Both had been married for the last 14 years. The charm of the marriage had been vanished.

Sayali is a fair woman with the right curves in the right place of the body and the right amount of fat a man would desire. Her figure was 38, 30 and a nice booty of 38.

Ashish started feeling cuckold fantasy. He found me in a telegram group that had people interested in the cuckold lifestyle. Ashish contacted me and asked if I was providing only massages. I have clearly mentioned that I was involved in threesomes and bull-hot-wife relationships.

I thought of checking this out and replied, “Yes, I do it only for women.” I never did an exclusive massage without a sexual encounter with the female client. I have not taken money for the massage. The ecstasy of a woman being massaged and caressed during the fuck session was the reward for my efforts.

Ashish connected with me on a voice call. He gave me details of his fantasy of watching his wife being banged by someone else. The massage was one step further to fulfil his dream. He told me about talking to Sayali about bringing a third person into their sexual relationship to spice it up.

Sayali denied it. Many women do because of old-fashioned thoughts of society and, to some extent, the guilt of being unfaithful. Ashish had already convinced Sayali to get a full-body massage. That was a nice thing for me to start with. We planned a massage session one fine morning.

Ashish and Sayali would be at home, and their daughter in school. On the day of the massage, I reached the spot at 8.30 am. Yes, it was that early. The first thing he told me was that let’s keep it to massage. If Sayali agrees, then I can try a step further to fuck her in front of him.

Ashish had already bought a pack of condoms, being a good cuckold of his bull.
We reached their home in the decent society of Hyderabad. Sayali came into the drawing room and greeted me with a charming smile. To break the ice, I asked her if it was her first time taking a full-body massage.

She said yes, it was the first time, and she was a bit tense. I asked her to stay relaxed. “We can perform only to the extent of your comfort, so you need not worry.”

I asked Ashish to get some oil and heat it. Ashish was prompt to do all these things. Then we approached the bedroom. I asked Sayali to lie down on the bed and keep her face upward. Ashish approached with warm oil in the bowl and stood alongside the bed for all the while.

Since Sayali was in shorts already, I had not asked her to remove any of her clothes. She lay down, keeping her eyes closed. I started massaging her toes and working towards her knees. All this time, Ashish was watching the show in anticipation of what was going to happen next.

I kept massaging her feet from toes to knees, sometimes touching her thighs. Once I moved to her thighs. I asked her to get rid of the shorts. To my surprise, she lifted her ass, making it easy for me to remove them. I saw a floral panty under which her puffy love hole was hidden.

I kept massaging her thighs for a while and sometimes putting my fingers inside the panty line. It was making her goosebumps visible. This continued for some time. I left her panty-covered area untouched and moved towards her shoulders. I massaged her shoulders, working towards her elbows.

The AC was on, but the massage I was giving created a warm environment now. I got rid of my T-shirt, and I was in my jeans. She glanced at me to check what I was doing but ignored me. She kept focusing on where I was massaging her. I continued for a while on her hands up to the fingers.

They were such a delicate piece of her body. All the times, she was expecting I would touch her panty, but I did not. I asked her to turn so that her back could be massaged. I asked her to remove her T-shirt, after which she was only in her panty and a padded bra.

Meanwhile, I whispered in her ear if she wanted to open the hook of the bra. It was holding her gorgeous boobs together. She slowly said yes, and then I removed the hook of her bra. I left it there under her boobs and moved towards her lower back.

I poured oil on it to give her a pleasurable massage. Many times during this, I got a chance to put my fingers inside her panty. She was probably expecting it. Finally, the moment came when I asked her, “You need to get rid of your panty now.”

She raised her ass and made it easy for me to pull down and throw away her panty. Wow, what a super sight of her bubbly ass. It was one of the most sexy asses I have seen in the last six years. I started working with oil on the ass. Sometimes reaching her ass crack to give her spine a wave of excitement.

Whenever I was reaching with oil in between her thighs, I was touching the side walls of her pussy. She was responding well with soft hisses. After working sufficiently on her bubbly ass, I asked her to turn around. She did it by trying to hold unhooked bra on her boobs and trying to cover her pussy from me.

Of course, this was not going to happen for long. To make her comfortable, I put a piece of towel on her waist. It was barely covering her thighs. I asked Ashish to get a piece of towel to cover her eyes. I told her that this would help her remain comfortable.

With her eyes covered, I signalled Ashish to check if she was ready for more. He said, of course, it’s up to me to explore in all possible ways. Then I got rid of my jeans, and I was in my shorts, in which my thick dick was trying to come out. But I had to keep patience.

I took hold of her unhooked bra, which was barely covering her soft milky boobs and threw it towards Ashish. I started massaging her boobs to my satisfaction. I must tell you these were the softest pair of boobs I have ever handled. I kept working on them for a while.

I sucked those perky nipples. I then suddenly took off the towel that was covering her waist. I put it on her boobs and started pouring oil on her pussy sides. I kept massaging with my fingers on the sides. This must be the most exciting part of the massage for what I believed.

She was already drenched because of all the excitement and ecstasy she received. After massaging a good part of her pussy outside, I inserted one finger inside her pussy. God, it was very, very wet. As soon as the first finger entered, she lifted her ass.

I kept fingering her for 10 to 15 minutes. All the while, Ashish kept shooting the moments on his mobile. With all the fingering and sensual touches to her body and toned thighs, Sayali released her love juices thrice. Her juices fully drenched my palm.

Now, the moment came when I took off my shorts and was completely naked. Sayali was blindfolded because of the towel put on her eyes. I climbed into the bed and sat in the middle of her legs. Her pussy was very tempting and inviting. It was clean-shaven.

Ashish told me about this when we were in the lift while coming to their home. I approached closer to her pussy and kept my tongue on her love hole gently. This again gave her shivers for another 10 to 15 minutes. The licking continued and to my surprise, her juices were not stopping at all.

I licked them all, and she tasted very sexy and salty. Ashish also gave up his clothes and was standing naked a few feet away from us doing his photography job. I signalled him to check if it was the right time for Sayali to be penetrated. He signed back to attempt that once and handed over a condom to me.

I climbed down from the bed with one hand still fingering her and my lips working on her nipples. I found she liked it very much. Slowly, with my other hand, I took her hand and pulled it towards my hard dick. She reluctantly pulled back. I thought of avoiding going further.

Ashish came forward and held her hand, and pulled it back to my dick. This time, she held it very softly. I signal Ashish to take another hand over her head on the corner of the bed. I asked her to hold his small cock. So now she had two dicks, one in each hand, a sexy sight for Ashish and the usual one for me.

I stopped fingering her and rolled the condom on my erect dick. I thought this was the correct time for me to start fucking her. She was aroused enough. I slowly climbed onto the bed again between her legs. I attempted to put my dick in her sexy puffy and wet pussy, and a shocking incident happened.

She reluctantly started saying no and held her palm on her pussy. I thought it was natural for a woman who has been married for over a decade and never tried something kinky. Ashish also signalled me to let it happen as per her wish and not to force her. I felt it was right.

Though it was not a happy ending for me, but certainly a good opening of mindset for Sayali. It was a huge excitement for Ashish. I went into the bathroom, cleaned myself and dressed up to leave.

But this was not the end. It was less than a week when Ashish messaged me. We continued planning for the next session, this time slightly more open to the adventure ride, which I will share in the next part.

I hope the beginning of this affair aroused you. Share your feedback by mail: [email protected].

Hi, Everyone. Thank you so much for your amazing responses on the previous parts of this story. Yamini and Pankhuri are getting lots of love and questions from my readers. They are happy to read about them.

The next day, Pankhuri woke up a bit late. She stretched and opened her sleepy eyes with some effort, then looked at the time. She realized she was late. But she didn’t mind because she had slept very well the night before. Her body and mind felt fresh and relaxed.

It seemed like all the tiredness from the wedding and studies was gone. But when she looked down at her bed, anxiety took over her fresh and happy mind. She looked in surprise, trying to remember what she had done the previous night.

Her room looked like a messy scene from an adult movie set, and she found herself in the middle of this set. Her bed was a mess. The usually neat bed sheet was wrinkled and untidy. Her veil was on the floor. Her crop top was pushed up to her breasts, leaving her midriff bare.

Her gown was raised so much that her panties were visible. She also saw liquid stains on her panties, gown, and even the bed sheet. It seemed like someone had spilt a glass of liquid on them. Pankhuri couldn’t believe she had squirted so much of her love juices.

She must have been very excited the night before. She closed her eyes and remembered all the action she saw in Yamini’s room and how she had touched herself twice. But then she decided to move on from all this. Her exams were coming up, and she couldn’t afford any distractions.

She immediately went to her bathroom to freshen up and take a shower. While bathing, she noticed sticky juices on her vagina and thighs, which turned her on, but she ignored it. She cleaned up, changed into a comfortable dress, and went down for breakfast.

Yamini, Arpit, and her parents were already eating. Pankhuri joined them. It was Yamini and Arpit’s last day in the city. They had to travel back home the next day. Because of this, the family decided to have an early dinner and go to bed early.

After dinner, Yamini, Arpit, and Pankhuri’s parents went to their rooms as planned. But Pankhuri decided to work hard and make up for the lost time. She was very determined and sat at her study table, planning to study hard all night. Well, apparently, the night had different plans for her.

As soon as Pankhuri opened her book, she heard a knock on her door. Perplexed, she unwillingly got up from her chair and went to the door. A sudden feeling of uneasiness clasped Pankhuri as she opened the door. Her stomach felt wobbly, and her spine was getting cold.

On the other side of the door, Arpit seemed happy and excited for some reason. Pankhuri looked at Arpit. He had an evil smile on his face as he observed her from top to bottom. She was getting a bit apprehensive. She couldn’t think of what to say and stood there smiling awkwardly.

She was relieved when she heard the door of Yamini’s room being opened. Yamini came out of her room. She first looked at Pankhuri and then inside her room.

Yamini: See, I told you she must be studying for her exams.

Yamini said as she held Arpit’s arm and rested her head on his shoulder. Pankhuri was confused about what these two lovebirds were up to.

Pankhuri: Yeah di, I had to cover some syllabus and score well in exams.

Yamini: As expected. My nerdy little sister!

Arpit: We are going to the terrace to enjoy some weather, food and drinks. You should come with us, na.

Pankhuri: Sorry, Bhaiya, but please understand that I have my end-semester exams. I have a lot to study.

Yamini: Come on, Pankhuri, you know we are leaving tomorrow. You won’t see me for another two months.

Pankhuri: But Di…

Yamini: No excuses. You have a lot of days to study for your exams, but only one night to spend with us!

It didn’t take long for Yamini to convince her innocent sister. Pankhuri finally gave in to her sister’s pleas and agreed to join them. All of them went to the large terrace of their house. The terrace was at the back of their house. It faced an empty piece of land and gave them some privacy, unlike the small balcony.

Pankhuri sat on a small stool in the middle of the terrace. Yamini and Arpit sat next to each other on stools nearby, while Pankhuri sat across from them. Pankhuri usually enjoyed spending time with Yamini and Arpit, but that day, she felt uneasy. She felt like she didn’t fit in with them.

For the past two days, she had seen Yamini and Arpit being very intimate, having sex often and passionately. This made her feel like an outsider, and she wasn’t sure how to act around them. Pankhuri wanted to get over what she had seen the past few days, but it was hard while sitting in front of them.

On top of that, Pankhuri thought Yamini and Arpit were dressed inappropriately. Arpit was wearing a white vest and boxers, and that was all he had on. Arpit was always well-dressed, even at home. Pankhuri had never seen him in just his undergarments before.

Yamini always liked to dress seductively. But she went a step further that day, wearing only a large black T-shirt. Pankhuri could see Yamini’s bra straps now and then. Yamini didn’t wear any shorts or a skirt. The shirt was long enough to cover her white thong.

But Pankhuri could still see a bit of her big butt every time she walked. It wasn’t just their clothes that troubled Pankhuri. Her dress was making her feel uncomfortable, too. Pankhuri had worn a sleeveless yellow nightgown. The nightgown started from her shoulders and stopped just an inch above her knees.

Her slender arms and legs were bare and visible. She wore it because it was comfortable for studying or sleeping. But Yamini and Arpit dropped in suddenly, and she had no time to change. So she sat there in front of her sister’s best friend, awkwardly trying to hide her bare knees and legs.

Arpit noticed all this and kept staring at the beautiful girl sitting in front of him.

Arpit: So, Pankhuri, do you have a boyfriend?

Pankhuri was stunned by Arpit’s bold question. She was too shy to respond, so she just shook her head to signal no.

Arpit: Come on! Look at you. You’re such a beauty. Any guy would be thrilled to have a stunning girl like you!

Pankhuri didn’t say anything. Her eyes were down, staring at her feet. She was too shy to make eye contact with Arpit, who continued talking.

Arpit: You need to take some lessons from your sister. You’re uncomfortable in that modest nightgown, even in front of me. Look at your sister—she would wear a bikini to work if she could!

Pankhuri felt even more embarrassed. Her nightgown was simple and modest, but she felt exposed under Arpit’s gaze. Her cheeks turned red, and she wished she could disappear. Yamini and Arpit both laughed at Arpit’s comment.

Yamini leaned her head on his shoulder, and Arpit hugged her, looking very relaxed. Pankhuri felt like she didn’t belong there. She was still very awkward, but she managed to force a small smile. She wanted to make them happy, even though she felt uncomfortable.

Arpit then picked up his stool and started moving it closer to Pankhuri. Pankhuri’s heart began to race. She wasn’t sure what Arpit was planning to do. She sat still, her hands gripping the edge of her stool, trying to stay calm. Arpit’s eyes were locked on her, making her feel even more self-conscious.

As he got closer, Pankhuri could smell his cologne, a mix of musk and something sweet. It was a scent she usually liked, but now it just made her more nervous. Pankhuri got nervous as Arpit placed his stool close to her and sat down. The stool was so close that their shoulders were touching.

Arpit put his arm around Pankhuri and leaned in closer. Pankhuri was baffled and didn’t know how to react. She wasn’t sure if she liked it or not, but she didn’t want to be rude.

Arpit: Also, you should know how to make boys crave you as your sister does. You’re as beautiful as she is. You deserve to be loved.

As he said this, Arpit placed his other hand on her leg and started caressing it slowly. Pankhuri’s heart started beating heavily. She was getting turned on, but her anxiety took over, and she moved away from Arpit.

Yamini: Why are you so reluctant with him, Pankhu? Didn’t you enjoy his show yesterday?

Pankhuri looked up at Yamini with wide eyes, astonished and at a loss for words. Before she could say anything, both of them started laughing.

Yamini: Relax, Baby! It’s totally fine.

Arpit: Yeah, it’s completely okay.

Pankhuri: But…

Both of them calmed Pankhuri and answered all her questions. Yamini had noticed Pankhuri coming out of her room the first night. She sensed her standing outside their door. Yamini was so busy blowing Arpit’s dick that she completely forgot about Pankhuri studying behind the wall.

Yamini cursed herself for the damage done but was too aroused to care about it. So she went on with having sex with Arpit anyway. The next day, when she was sitting topless on Arpit’s lap, letting him play with her boobs, she noticed a girl standing on the balcony with half-open eyes.

At first, she was scared. But when she realized it was Pankhuri, she couldn’t understand why, but she got even more turned on. So she ignored her and let her enjoy the show as Arpit took control of her body.

On the wedding night, Yamini knew Pankhuri would try to peek in again. Excited about it, she purposely left the curtains wide open. Her trick worked, and Pankhuri came to watch her sister having sex. But Pankhuri was not careful enough that day.

She gasped at the sight of Arpit’s big dick entering Yamini. Arpit caught a glimpse of her lehenga before she hid behind the wall. He looked at Yamini, who smiled and told him everything. Knowing that Pankhuri was watching him having sex with her sister excited him even more. He started thrusting into Yamini harder.

Pankhuri heard all this without saying a word. She was extremely embarrassed. There was no point in arguing. Her cover was blown, and no amount of damage control could help.

Arpit: Well, that’s it. It’s our last night here, so we thought it would be good if you, too, joined us.

Pankhuri felt her cheeks turn red as she remembered everything that had happened.

Yamini: Come on, Pankhuri, we’re all family here. Just relax and enjoy the night with us.

Arpit: Yes, we want you to feel comfortable and happy. Don’t worry about anything else.

Pankhuri felt puzzled once more. While she had enjoyed the events of the previous nights, she didn’t dare to engage in sexual activity with her sister’s best friend while her actual sister was present. Pankhuri felt embarrassed but also desired, curious and wanted.

She had seen and heard things that made her feel confused. But somewhere down her heart, she wanted a man’s touch. She wanted someone to play with her body and pleasure her. She wanted to get loved and ravished together.

As she sat there, she couldn’t help but remember the sounds and sights from the past two nights. Yamini and Arpit were so open about their intimacy, and Pankhuri didn’t know how to handle it. Pankhuri took a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions.

She wanted to be close to her sister and Arpit, but the situation was still overwhelming for her.

Yamini: Pankhu Baby, come on, I know you’d enjoy it.

Arpit’s hands once again landed on her legs. He kept stroking her smooth inner thighs. Pankhuri didn’t say anything. The shiver ran down her spine, and she started getting goosebumps. She had never felt a man’s touch before, and she was now unable to handle this. She wanted Arpit to stop and continue, too.

Arpit’s hands now started moving upwards towards her pussy. Yamini watched her sister slowly get excited. Pankhuri’s eyes were closed, and she was trembling with pleasure. She now wanted to melt in Arpit’s arms. Her face showed a mix of emotions. It seemed she was unsure about what to do.

Pankhuri wanted to stop Arpit, but something held her back. Arpit was surprised by how soft and smooth her inner thighs felt. He continued moving his hands until they touched her panty. Pankhuri jumped in surprise. She got up and hurried away from him.

She stopped at one end of the terrace near the wall, her back towards Yamini and Arpit. She was breathing heavily. Arpit noticed this attractive girl standing a few meters away from him. She couldn’t understand what was happening to her.

Her breathing was getting heavier with each passing moment. She wanted to run away from there, but she also wanted a man’s touch. She wanted to feel loved but was feeling shy. Her long black hair, smooth and fair skin, curvy figure, and attractive thighs made her look like a fairy.

Sensing Arpit’s mood, Yamini winked at him and then went to Pankhuri. She stood in front of her and placed her hands on her cheeks. Pankhuri looked into her eyes and then looked down.

Yamini: Arpit has been noticing you for a long time now. I know you also want this to happen. So do I. You trust me, baby, don’t you?

Pankhuri didn’t say anything and just nodded her head.

Yamini: Arpit and I are going to spend some time together today. Will you join us in my bedroom instead of just watching?

Pankhuri didn’t say anything.

Yamini: Well, I’ll take your silence as a yes.

To be continued…

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I have a unique and unexpected experience to share, one that I felt was so different that I couldn’t help but share it with you. But who could resist temptation when it presents itself so deliciously? Not I, indeed.

Our paths unexpectedly intertwined at my college friend’s wedding party, and a familiar face instantly drew my attention. I don’t want to say fantasy like he was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive, blah blah blah.

His smile radiates warmth, and a sense of familiarity washed over me. As our eyes met, he began to make his way towards me. I was at my college friend’s wedding party when a familiar face caught my eye. His smile was warm, and there was something about him that seemed familiar.

As my eyes met, he made his way towards me.

“Hi, do you remember me,” He asked.

He introduced himself; it was my cousin Surya. The last time I saw him was approximately six years ago. He and his family had to relocate to another state for his father’s new occupation. Despite our close familial ties, our interactions had not been much due to family issues.

Yet, as I set eyes on him again, it was as if time had reversed to my college years when I held a secret crush on him. I remember how I used to steal glances at him during our family gatherings at a function; he used to like me, too. His changed appearance and demeanour made him almost unrecognisable now.

Yet, the sight of him stirred up those old, familiar feelings. It was like magic that his colleague and my college friends were getting married to each other. A coincidence that added an unexpected twist to our reunion.

He looked handsome in that plain kurta. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I was in a simple, plain, floral printed lehenga, its top sleeveless and heart-shaped neckline dipped a little down, skirt long till ankles. A soft dupatta draped around my neck, flowing gracefully down my back.

He was admiring my attire, so I asked, “What?”

He smiled softly. “Just admiring your beauty,” he replied tenderly.

Up until now, we haven’t had a chance to have a private conversation. But fate had finally granted us this moment without our family members. We were seated facing each other, lost in a conversation recalling the past, till his friend interrupted us.

His friend mentioned he had forgotten the groom’s dad’s outfit for the morning. Since his friend had some tasks to run, he asked my cousin for help.

As my cousin prepared to leave, he suddenly turned to me and asked, “Hey, why don’t you come along?”

Without thinking twice, I agreed, and I hopped into his car. As I sat in the car, I placed my dupatta on the dashboard. The air conditioner started, cooling down as we drove ahead.

As we travelled, I could feel something special in the way he looked at me as he spoke. It was like his eyes were saying things his words couldn’t. Feeling a bit playful, I adjusted my top slightly, showing a bit more cleavage. I saw his eyes linger there, and it gave me a little thrill knowing he was interested.

He pretended to check the side mirror, but I could tell he was checking me out. I acted like I didn’t notice and just focused on enjoying the music in the car.

“It’s very hot,” I said.

He responded, “The AC is at full.”

“I shouldn’t wear this attire in this hot climate, feel like…” I  paused mischievously.

He replied with a playful smirk, “I can guess what you’re about to say?”

I asked, “What?”

He just continued his playful smirk, “You need my help?”

I playfully retorted, “You’re such a mischief.” Then I asked him, “Are you comfortable with kurta?”

With a mischievous grin, he suddenly made a sharp left turn into the apartment, leaving me startled by the abrupt change in direction.

“Just wanted to scare you,” he said with a playful smirk.

As we got into the elevator, he stood close behind me. I noticed him in the reflection on the lift’s surface. He was checking out the low-cut back of my dress. Now, the low back cut is visible as my dupatta was in the car. I couldn’t resist his playful gaze.

Without turning around, I said, “Caught you staring, huh? You’re such a flirt!”

He responded smoothly, “My goodness, you’re an absolute knockout. I can’t tear my eyes away from you.”

I blushed, saying, “You’re making me blush.”

He stepped closer, his voice lowering to a husky whisper. “You’ve got me hooked.”

“Oh, do shut up! ” I said.

As the lift door opened, I walked out, and we entered the flat. He searched for the bag his friend had mentioned, which contained the groom’s dad’s attire. I was admiring the painting on the wall.

When he returned, he looked at me and asked, “Do you feel like it’s time to depart?”

His eyes looked at me, drawing me in with his gaze. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t.

“What?” My voice was shaky.

Then he finally stood before me, our bodies almost touching; I could feel the heat radiating off him. His dark and intense gaze stripped away the layers of me. His hand moved towards me, then reached for the AC remote on the table. However, his eyes showed a mischievous glint.

“The room is getting hotter,” he said, his voice low. “I was thinking of turning on the AC.”

I tried to calm down and push away the feelings that were bubbling inside me. A cool breeze brushed against my skin as he turned on the AC. He placed the remote on the table and dropped the bag to the ground. He then reached out to brush a strand of hair away from my face with his fingers.

His touch sent tingles down my spine, warming me from the inside out. His hand cupped my face gently as he leaned in closer, and his lips met mine in a soft, tender kiss. But as his lips pressed against mine, I remained passive. His lips parted, and a heavy silence hung in the air.

Then, his voice barely whispers.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“I liked you, but not to this,” I said.

I was teasing him until now to remember what happened during our last meeting at a family function. He pushed open the room door where I was changing my dress. I locked the door, but I am still determining how it opened. But, I already finished changing my dress.

On seeing that, he said if he had come earlier, he would have seen my beauty.

I told him, “Seems like you missed it. Fear not. There’s always another chance if you’re lucky.”

Then, some relatives came near the room, and we didn’t have a chance to meet again. Recalling that, I was playing with him. But now, the unexpectedness of his kiss had stirred something within me, a feeling I couldn’t quite put into words.

I said, “But I like it.”

When he heard what I said, he just hugged me tightly. Then, he kissed me again. There was an intensity in his kiss. I was possessed. My hands were on his shoulders, feeling his kiss. He was pulling me closer. Our kiss deepened, and I ran my fingers through his hair, wanting him closer.

His kiss deepened, with his hand on my waist and the other gently cradling my neck. With my eyes closed, I surrendered to the sensation. His lips trailed down to my neck. His lips travelled lower, lingering on the exposed skin above the neckline of my top. His lips dipped between the folds.

I felt his warm breath passing between my bosom. I was lost in the bliss of his kisses. His phone kept ringing, spoiling the moment. He stopped kissing, and I asked irritably, “Who’s that fuck?”

It was his friend. I heard what he said to his friend, “The car’s got stuck. The mechanic is fixing it. We’ll be there soon.” Then, he hung up.

He then placed it back on the table. Then, he came closer to me.

I raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit naughty.

“And I am a car. You are a mechanic, right? ” I teased him.

He chuckled softly. “Right, but I must look into the hood for the problem.”

I smile with my one hand on his shoulder. “Well, but…”

Then, I slowly lifted his kurta top over his head. My hands felt the warmth of his skin as I touched his chest. He pulled me closer. Our bodies were pressed together, his arms wrapping around me, and he claimed my lips in a hungry kiss.

As his hands roamed over my back, he fumbled with the clasp hook of my top. I helped him. He peeled the top from my shoulders, his fingers trailing my arms. His hand stayed on my chest, gently feeling the shape of my bosom through my bra.

I said teasingly, “Looks like this car mechanic doesn’t know how to release the hood lock.”

He pulled me closer, his hand on my waist. “It’s a new lock for me.”

He leaned in, his lips meeting mine in a fervent kiss. I eagerly responded, parting my lips to welcome him. Our bodies pressed closer, fueling the intensity of his embrace and kiss. We couldn’t stand still.

We moved together on the floor like we were dancing, cuddling each other, enjoying every moment of our intimacy. Then his lips trailed down my neck with deliberate slowness. I leaned back, offering myself to his kiss.

As he reached the curve of my cleavage, his kisses became more fervent, more insistent. With a soft moan escaping my lips, I arched back into his kiss, inviting him to explore. He nestled between the soft swell of my bosom. I reciprocated eagerly after his enjoyment.

My fingertips danced lightly across his chest, pressing my lips against his chest and trailing kisses along every inch of his skin. He then kneeled before me and pressed soft kisses upon my stomach, his hand lingering at my waist, drawing me closer.

He then found the Velcro strip off my skirt, skillfully releasing and gracefully lowering it. His lips trailed down to explore the sensitive skin over my panties. He stood up, and I knew I had to remove his pants; that was his signal. I knelt before him, untied his kurta pyjama and pulled down his pants.

I slowly pulled down his briefs also, revealing his throbbing cock. My hands reach out to touch it gently. I placed a tender kiss on the tip to feel the heat of his arousal. I was eager to explore every inch of him. He then guided me to stand, his lips meeting mine again.

His hand trailed down my back, finding the clasp of my bra and expertly unhooking it. He removed it from me, leaving me bare and exposed to his gaze. His hands cupped my bosom, feeling their weight and softness in his palms. His lips landed on my nipples.

With a flick of his tongue, he teased and licked. I moaned softly, my body responding eagerly to his every caress. Then his lips met mine again, and he gently pushed me backwards by kissing and pushed me back to lie on the dining table; it was a glass surface. My legs were suspended in the air.

He carefully positioned me at the edge of the table. He then skillfully slid off my panties.

“Feel this magic,” he whispered.

He gently spread my legs apart, his fingers delicately parting the folds of my pussy. With his tongue, he began gentle strokes, moving up and down. With each stroke of his tongue, my body arched in pleasure, craving more.

When he reached my clitoris, his lips began to play there, stimulating a moan of pleasure that made me wholly engulfed. Then, his kisses trailed from the top to the bottom and back again, focusing on my pussy. Each touch, each kiss, sent me spiralling further into ecstasy, lost in the intense pleasure he was giving me.

I was utterly lost in the intense pleasure he was giving me, trembling with desire.

“Oh, yes… right there… don’t stop,” I moaned, “Feel so good… it’s like… like magic.”

I gripped his hair tightly as pleasure flooded through me. My thighs began to close instinctively, but he gently stopped them, spreading them apart with his hands once more. He was guiding me towards the peak of ecstasy as he continued to pleasure me with his mouth.

He then parted from the kiss and looked into me.

I asked, “So, what seems to be the problem, mechanic?”

He said, “It looks like your engine’s revving a bit too high. It needs a different inspection.”

I replied, “Make sure you handle my ‘engine’ carefully.”

He said, “Oh, don’t worry. You are in good hands.”

He was about to put his cock on my pussy. I rose and pushed him back gently. He looked taken aback by my reaction.

“I need a condom for this,” I said firmly.

His expression shifted. “I don’t have one right now.”

“It’s a must,” I insisted.

He quickly went to hunt.

He was searching and was murmuring, “So, where does this fuck hide it? I can’t find it.”

I said in a naughty way, “Find it or forget it.”

He then said, “Alright, alright! But if I come back empty-handed, you better be ready for plan B.”

I replied, “It’s game over plan.”

I was lying back and expecting him to come with a condom. I do not want to take a risk. After a brief moment of rummaging, his hand finally found a condom. He looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. By putting on the condom, he was at his peak. The erection was still on.

I asked him teasingly, “What if your friends find a condom missing?”

With no words, he spread my legs wide. He positioned himself between my thighs, his gaze locked with mine. With deliberate slowness, he slid his cock inside me. His hands gripped my waist tightly, anchoring me. He moved faster and harder.

With every powerful motion, I couldn’t suppress the moans of pleasure that escaped my lips, rising in intensity with his every stroke. I could feel the power of his hips meeting mine.

“Oh God,” he groaned. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, “Your shaking body… your bosom… bouncing with me, driving me wild.”

“Your every move, it’s like magic, that drives me wild,” I said to him, moaning.

“Mmm… Don’t stop,” I urged.

“Ah… Yes,” he gasped softly.

“More,” I pleaded.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Yes… just like that,” I moaned.

As he continued thrusting inside me, he asked. “How is this mechanic?” he whispered.

I let out a soft moan. “Mmm, a mechanic’s nice,” I murmured, “but this car needs a lot more….”

With a gentle yet firm touch, he lifted my leg, positioning it over his shoulder. He continued to move with increasing intensity. With my leg draped over his shoulder and his hand on my waist, I surrender completely to the beautiful sensation of him filling me.

Pushing me to the brink of ecstasy with every rhythmic motion. He started to thrust faster and harder, grinding and rotating inside me. I moaned louder and louder. My whole body was shaking with pleasure.

“Mmm… harder,” I pleaded.

He responded, intensifying his movements.

“Ohh… yes,” I gasped.

“You like that?” he whispered.

“Yes, yes,” I moaned in affirmation.

As the feverish dance of passion reached its climax, I felt a bittersweet pang in my chest. I never wanted this moment to end, but I knew it had to. Slowly, he withdrew from my body.

As I lay there, I wondered how I ended up in this unfamiliar place. Afterwards, we sat together on the couch, exhausted but happy.

“You’ve blossomed into such a seductive beauty,” he murmured.

“Blame it on your irresistible charm,” I teased playfully.

Then his phone rang again. It was his friend again. I think he had the intention of disturbing us. My cousin replied to him that the mechanic had just fixed the car and would be back.

He then asked me after hanging up the call, “Is the car ready for departure?”

I said, “Just need a water wash before it is on its way.”

I continued, “The car can’t be self-washed. Mechanic guidance is required.”

As we stepped into the bathroom together, we turned on the shower, and water cascaded over our bodies. His hands moved gently over my skin with the liquid soap. His touch was like a soft massage all over my body.

Then, it was my turn. I took the soap and ran my hands over his skin, feeling the slippery lather between my fingers. He sighed with pleasure as I traced the curves of his body.

We stood close together, the soap making our bodies slick and slippery. As we moved together, we were lost in the moment. Then we got out, dried ourselves with a towel, and prepared fresh.

As we returned to the function place, his friend wondered why fixing the car took more than two hours. I sympathetically explained, “The mechanic was thorough, inspecting each part, which is why it took longer than expected.”

Then his friend asked me, “He should be a good one, right.”

My cousin said, “If he went directly to the main, we would have reached soon, but I don’t know what the car will think.”

Then his friend told me, “He is always like this, saying what will a nonliving object think.”

Then he went as someone called him, taking the groom’s dad’s attire.

I looked at him, and he asked, “What?”

I smirked. “Nothing, just.”

My friends came and gave me my phone and asked where I had gone; I told them I was with my cousin and introduced him. They asked me to return to the bride’s room. As I left, I just came back to him and said.

“You can have a reason for the wet towel, and you dispose of the condom in the trash on your way, but what will you say for the back prints on the glass dining table?” I teased him and went back to the bride’s room.

To be continued.

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