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Akash and I were chatting as we relaxed after our first session.

Akash: So any secrets that you want to share?

Me: Nothing, Akash. I want to take a young guy’s dick in my mouth and suck it. It’s my fantasy. I don’t know when it will come true.

Akash: Hmm, young guys will produce more cum, and you’ll be happier. Have you told Imran?

Me: No, and don’t tell him yet.

Akash: Don’t worry, I won’t tell him. Who knows, maybe in the future, a young couple will join our arrangement. Then, both your fantasy and mine will come true.

Me: So, you also want to have sex with a young girl?

Akash: Yes, what’s wrong with thinking about it? Even if we’re not young, we’re still young at heart.

Me: Do you fantasize about a young girl when you’re having sex with Nisha?

Akash: Yes, sometimes I do.

Me: Who?
Akash: If I tell you, you’ll get angry, won’t you?

Me: No, I won’t. Tell me. That promise applies to me, too.

Akash: I imagine Sahana, yes, I imagine having sex with my daughter. Sahana looks just like Nisha.

Me: Wow, Seriously?  You are one nasty bastard. But let me tell you, there’s nothing wrong with imagining. If imagining something like that makes sex with Nisha more enjoyable, then it’s a good thing, right?

Akash: Have you ever imagined Vinay having sex with you?

Me: No, I’ve never thought that. But yes, sometimes I imagine sucking his dick. His dick is in my mouth.

Akash: Wow, Priya. You’re amazing. There’s no harm in imagining. Have you seen Vinay’s dick when he’s grown up?

Me: No, I haven’t seen it when he’s grown up. But one day, I found my panty and bra under his bed, and he had masturbated a lot with them.

Akash: Wow, I wouldn’t have thought Vinay would secretly masturbate with his Mom’s panties and bras.

Me: Yeah, but masturbating is normal. He probably found my panties and bras and felt like doing it. And tell me, have you ever seen Sahana naked when she’s grown up? Her breasts are going to be just like Nisha’s.

Akash: No, not completely naked, but once she suddenly came out of the bathroom while I was in the hall. So, I saw her in panties and a bra. Yes, her breasts are also developing nicely. That’s why I started imagining having sex with her.

Me: Okay, this is our secret. We won’t talk about this to anyone else.

Akash: When you were sucking my dick earlier, were you imagining Vinay?

Me: No, no, it’s not like that. After so many days, I got another dick in my hand. Why would I imagine someone else? You also don’t imagine that you’re having sex with Sahana right now.

We didn’t realize when it was 4 o’clock while talking. We had planned to go to the beach at 5. So, I told Akash to have another session with me quickly. This time, fuck me. Then we’ll get ready to go to the beach. By then, Akash was also aroused by all this talk, and his dick was looking ready again.

Because of all this talk, this time, when I was sucking his dick, I really started imagining that I was sucking Vinay’s dick. After a while, his dick was fully ready. My pussy was also wet. Now it was just a matter of joining the pussy and the dick.

Akash stroked his dick for a while. He laid me down on the bed and started getting into position. I also squeezed him with my legs and raised my pussy a bit to invite the dick. Akash placed his dick near my pussy and started inserting it slowly. The head of the dick went inside, and its thickness made me moan.

Me: Put it in, Akash, put it all the way in.

Then Akash pushed his whole dick into my pussy with another thrust. My pussy could feel that it had found a new dick today, and it was releasing a lot of fluid. I was lifting my ass to take his dick inside. Akash also increased his speed and kept fucking my pussy without stopping.

I was matching his thrusts with my moans. I was squeezing my breasts hard. Then Akash took one of my breasts and increased his thrusting speed. I started squeezing it just as hard. His dick, although slightly smaller than Imran’s, was causing a storm in my pussy.

It was the excitement of fucking someone other than his wife. I was about to come completely. I was saying, “I’m cuming,” and I cum. Akash was still thrusting hard. Then suddenly, his dick burst, and he released a lot of cum into my pussy.

He knew that I wanted to drink cum, so he brought a wine glass again, placed it near my pussy. I got into a position to slowly release the cum from my pussy into the wine glass. This time, it wasn’t just Akash’s cum. My juices were also mixed in, and drinking the combined cum gave me even more pleasure.

Akash was exhausted again after the session. He had really put in a lot of effort to fuck my pussy. He would get tired. I was enjoying my drink, and he was lying flat on the bed. After a while, I let him rest and then told him to get ready to go to the beach.

Akash: such good sex after a long time. I’m tired. Let’s rest, and we’ll tell them we’re not coming.

Me: That wouldn’t be right, Akash. Let’s stick to the plan. You can lie down on the beach. Who knows, maybe Imran and Nisha are also in the same condition and will lie down there, too.

Akash: Okay, fine, I’ll get ready.

Then Akash wore half-pants and a T-shirt. I wore a swimming bikini with a lower and a top over it. We planned to have some fun under the open sky if we got the chance on the beach. Looking at Akash, it didn’t seem like he was in the condition to do anything.

He had fucked well. If he was tired, I wanted to give him time. At 5, we left the room, and then Imran and Nisha were also coming out of the room opposite ours. We greeted each other and headed to the beach. The beach was a private one belonging to the hotel.

The hotel staff had kept the small private beach area quite clean. When we reached there, we saw a few other families too. We found four lounge chairs, and everyone sat down to rest since they were tired. The other family was playing on the beach.

Nisha and I were together in our bikinis. Besides us, two other girls were also relaxing in their bikinis. The men were mostly in half-pants. Since it was a private beach, there wasn’t much of a crowd. People were enjoying themselves. We fell asleep.

I woke up after about an hour and a half. I saw all three of them sleeping soundly. The beach was almost empty by then. The family who was playing had left. I looked to the right and saw a boy, around 20 years old, sitting a little away from us in a chair.

My eyes went to his hand. He had his hand inside his pants, and it looked like he was masturbating. He got scared when he saw me. I woke Nisha and told her, “Let’s go for a walk.” Imran and Akash were still in a deep sleep. Nisha got up, and we started walking on the beach.

Me: Nisha, I don’t want to ask too much, but are you enjoying this? How has the experience been so far?

Nisha: we should continue this. Are you enjoying it?

Me: I’m enjoying it too.

Nisha: The beach has become quite empty, hasn’t it? We slept for a long time.

Me: Yes, except for that boy over there. He might be sitting there to watch us.

Nisha: Really?

Me: Yes, when I woke up, I saw him masturbating with his hand inside his pants, looking at us.

Nisha: These young guys, their dicks will get hard just by looking at us like this.

Me: I didn’t stop him. But he got scared when I saw him and quickly took his hand out. Now, he’s sitting quietly.

Nisha: Come on, let’s tease him. We won’t tell our husbands.

Me: What if he turns out to be clingy? What if he follows us to our room and gets beaten up by our husbands for no reason?

Nisha: No, let’s talk to him. We’ll tell him he can continue but shouldn’t do anything like this again.

Me: Will you talk to him?

Nisha: Yes, I’ll talk. Come on now.

Then we suddenly started walking towards him. He straightened up, looking scared.

Nisha: Hi, boy, what are you doing?

Boy: Nothing, Aunty, just sitting.

Nisha: Another aunty was telling me that you were doing something else.

Boy: Sorry, the view was so nice. I was enjoying it.

Nisha: Oh, double meaning! What view? Who’s with you? Tell me now. I will find out.

Boy: Sorry, Aunty, it won’t happen again.

Nisha: Sorry? You’re shaking your dick while looking at us, and when caught, you say sorry. Who’s with you? Where are your Mom and dad? Your age is for studying, not for this.

Boy: Sorry Aunty, please don’t tell my parents. They are in the room. Sorry, Aunty, by the way, I’m 20 years old now.

Nisha: Being 20 does not give you the right to do this in public? Do you know it’s a criminal offence?

Boy: No, Aunty, I won’t do it again.

Nisha: Be careful. You seem like a good kid. This is not good behaviour. Imagine if I told my husband, you would get a good beating.

Boy: No, Aunty, sorry, please don’t tell Uncle.

Nisha: Okay, I won’t tell anyone. And because you are a good boy, you can do it again. First, tell me who you were imagining while doing it.

Boy: From here, I could see the other aunty’s ass. It was so gorgeous.

Me: Oh, your dick got hard by looking at my ass?

Boy: Yes, Aunty, you both are very hot.

Nisha: Okay, take out your boner and masturbate now.

Boy: Aunty, what if your husband wakes up?

Me: That’s why I’m telling you to hurry up.

Boy: Here it is, Aunty. See how rock-hard it is.

Nisha: Shake it faster.

Then, the boy started jerking off in front of us. He had a good cock. It was quite fair.

Nisha: Look and tell whose buttocks you like more.

Boy: Both Aunty.

Nisha: If you had to choose one, whose would you choose?

Boy: The other aunty’s.

Me: And whose breasts are better?

Boy: Aunty, can you please show me your breasts naked?

Then we both took our breasts out of the bikini and showed him. He got even more excited and increased his speed.

Nisha: Tell me, whose breasts do you like more?

Boy: Both aunty, but if I had to choose one, I would like to put my dick between your breasts.

Me: Why?

Boy: Because, aunty, your breasts are bigger.

Nisha: So you like big ones. How big are your Moms?

Boy: Mom’s are even bigger than yours, Aunty. They are size 38D. I have seen the bra.

Me: You check your Mom’s bra. Do you also imagine your Mom’s breasts while doing this?

Boy: Yes, Aunty, I wish my Mom was as helpful as you.

He got even more excited with these talks. His speed suggested he was about to climax. I took off my bikini bra and gave it to him, and said, “Release in this.” As soon as he touched his dick with my bra, he released a strong flow of liquid. I took back my bra.

Nisha: Now, quickly leave from here. If my husband finds out, he will beat you badly.

He got scared and ran away.

Nisha: What will you do with his fluid?

Me: I’m going to taste it. Will you taste it, too?

Nisha: You taste it first. Save some for me. Let’s see how a young boy’s fluid tastes.

Then I started licking his sperm from my bra. I gave some to Nisha, too. He had released quite a lot. The taste was quite new. After licking it clean, I washed the bra in the sea and wore it again.

Nisha: Such a naughty boy. Imagine he does this thinking about his Mom’s breasts, too.

Me: Yes, it’s his age for this. Once he gets a girlfriend, he might not look at his Mom this way.

Nisha: Have you seen Vinay doing this?

Me: No, dear.

Nisha: But he must be doing it too. Imagine if he imagines you while doing it.

Me: No, don’t say that.

Nisha: Okay, sorry, sorry. Let’s wake our husbands. It’s getting dark. One blowjob in the open is a must now. No one is here. You take Akash over there, I will stay here with Imran.

Then we woke up Imran and Akash. I took Akash towards one end of the beach, and Nisha was going the other way with Imran. I was holding Akash’s hand and walking.

Me: Take off your pants so I can hold your cock.

Akash quickly took off his pants, and I started walking, holding his dick. Looking back, I saw Nisha and Imran had reached the other side. It was too dark to see clearly. But I could see that Nisha was sucking Imran’s dick. I also tightened my grip on Akash’s cock and bent down to take it in my mouth.

I was already excited about the boy’s episode. So I started sucking Akash’s cock at speed. Within a short time, his dick was fully tight. Then I held his boner with my hands and took his balls in my mouth, and started sucking them hard.

Akash was trying to control himself, closing his eyes and making sounds of pleasure. Then I pressed his balls and started moving his dick in and out of my mouth. Akash was also moving his buttocks in sync with me. He started thrusting into my mouth. Now his dick was fully going in and out of my mouth.

Akash: Priya, I can’t control it. I will lie down and place your cunt in my mouth.

Then he lay down on the beach, and I got into a 69 position and started sucking his dick. He also started sucking my cunt properly. His sucking speed was very good. I was also enjoying sucking his dick. Within some time, he released his fluid, and I swallowed all of it.

Today’s sex after lunch was very satisfying. My thirst was quenched. Then Akash put on his pants, and I adjusted my bikini. Then we started going back to our seats. Nisha and Imran had also finished their session. They came there too. Everyone was satisfied.

We decided to freshen up and go for dinner. I was excited to be with Akash again after dinner and enjoy. Then we freshened up and went for dinner. Normal Indian curry, everyone was hungry after so much sex. We needed energy for the night.

Then Imran and Akash decided to drink. We were not interested, so we told them to drink within limits, and Nisha and I went for a walk. We walked silently for a while. Then suddenly, both of us said together, “We need to bring more couples into this group. It will be more fun.”

Then we both laughed together. We both knew we wanted to continue this. But our husbands need to agree now.

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Hello readers, Aravind here and thank you for all your support on the previous stories on Shree and Amruta. I’m here to narrate the incidents that happened after sleeping with Shree. After we had our bedding, Shree felt guilty about cheating.

She tried maintaining her distance. We never spoke about what had happened and pretended to be very casual. During this break period, I started growing closer to Lalita. Lalita was a Marathi lady. She had been married for 6 years and had one son.

She was 5’3 in height and had a 34-32-34 body. She had fair skin and a bit of acne and pimples on her face with tiny moles on her chin and waist. Lalita used to wear a low-waist saree. Sometimes, it would reveal her navel with some stretch marks on it.

Whenever she used to turn towards the board, we could have a glimpse of her waist (sometimes belly), round melons, sweaty armpit and a pointed nipple. Many of the boys in the class enjoyed the view and fantasized about her. Lalita was cool. She used to flirt with boys.

She had some rumours of her name dating some seniors. She enjoyed attention and sometimes used to wear a white bra over a black saree. It was very revealing to turn on boys.

During a fest I once dropped Shree and Lalita to their homes after late night rains. From then onwards, we 3 had got closer and started texting. I felt Shree was more restrictive, but Lalita was open. Me and Lalita used to have late-night chats sometimes.

Once, she told me after her 1st kid’s birth, her life had changed with added responsibilities. It became a dry life. Lalita told me her husband wouldn’t take her out to cafes, movies or visit places after they had a kid. Her life has become boring. I, in reply, teased saying she must have a lot of attention at home.

She replied, “Not as you think,” and went offline. The next day, Lalita came in a ponytail braid with a red saree and a very low waist to the class. I literally couldn’t get my eyes off her. She looked extremely sexy in it and noticed me glaring at her and gave a smirk.

I couldn’t concentrate on the lesson. Rather, I focused on her. Her belly and navel glimpses were turning me on her red bindi, erected nipple through her red blouse and mangalsutra. Everything was so alluring. I could see all the girls gossiping about her dress and all the guys enjoying her show.

Many of them rushed to ask doubts after the class to see Lalita closel. But I remained seated and pretended not to be desperate. Near the door, Lalita expected me to get up and come to her. But I remained seated and quietly observed her eyes searching for me.

Later in the afternoon, I wanted to meet Lalita, but she had left. I rushed to the bus stop on my scooter. She was waiting with my other darling Shree. I went there and started talking and flirting with them. I complimented Lalita, telling her she was looking 5 years younger today.

As the bus approached, they left. I texted Lalita, telling me she was beautiful today, and our flirty texts lasted till night. I jerked 3 times that day for Lalita.

It was Nov 20th, 2017, a Wednesday when we had a let-off due at 9 am due to a fest and Lalita’s birthday. She had not come to the campus. When I called to wish, she thanked me in a low tone. She told me she was at home and her husband had left for work.

She didn’t go out anywhere in spite of her birthday. I sensed an opportunity. I told her we’d celebrate it and asked her to get ready in 20 minutes. I grabbed my car keys and left to her house. On the way, I got a cake, chips, soft drinks and a gift for her.

I reached her apartment, waited outside and called her. Lalita came down in a blue saree. I asked her to hop in quickly. She was confused. I told her it was a surprise. I got her into the car and drove straight to my apartment. I gave her the keys and told her to wait upstairs in the building.

With hesitation, she left. I actually wanted to get condoms. But I was in a hurry. I went into my place with the cake and snacks. We both cut the cake and celebrated by putting cream on each other’s faces. That’s when I touched her lips for the 1st time.

We cleaned ourselves and put the cake inside. She told me now, at least she feels better. I finally gave her her surprise gift and asked her to unwrap it. As she opened, she was taken aback for a second. I had got her a one-piece sleeveless dress.

She told me it was to make fun of her and she couldn’t wear it anywhere. In reply, I insisted she wear it once here and see how she feels about it. I untied her hair and told her to try out inside the room. With a bit of hesitation, she went inside.

I latched my apartment door in the meantime and played some soft music.
Lalita came out of the room. The dress exposed her curves. She had a deep cleavage and popping tits. A tight belly was seen due to the body fit and a mole on her tit. She had hairy armpits.

In loose hair, she looked ravishing. Her butt was bulging out. I was stunned for a second. I got lost in seeing her. When she asked how’s it? I told her I was stunned. Lalita chuckled. I was looking at her popping tits with a mole. She asked me what I was staring at.

I pretended and told her there was some cake chunk on her body. On purpose, I touched the mole, pretending to clean it. Lalita held my hand and told me it was her mole. The heat was in the air, and the music added to it. I slowly got closer to her. Our eyes were firmly locked.

She was breathing fast, her nipple erected. I placed one hand of mine on her butt softly and heard a moan. I pulled her closer and hugged her tightly, grabbing her by the back. I placed my head on her shoulder. Lalita hugged me back. I tightened my grip on her.

I slowly moved my hands, feeling her bare back. She had removed her bra to wear the 1-piece. I gripped it firmly. Lalita was panting. I started kissing her shoulder, and my hands were pressing her ass and back. I started to kiss her shoulder and moved towards her neck.

I started kissing on her face. I unhooked 2 buttons of her dress at her back, and we gradually moved towards our bedroom. Lalita was hungry and desperate for physical pleasure. She sat on the bed, removed her last hook and opened up her dress. She threw it on the bed.

My goddess was standing in front of me with loose hair, mango-like tits. Her brown nipples, hairy armpits and pussy and a wet, patched pink panty. She removed her panty and threw it at my face uff. It was indeed sexy. Her bush was oozing with liquids. My dick was hard seeing her nude.

Lalita knelt, unzipped my pant, and took my cock directly in her mouth. I was on cloud nine. She knew the art perfectly. She took it deep in her mouth, her tongue playing around my tip. I was unable to control and held her nipple and twisted it.

I held her head firm and deep-throated her. My dick was nicely lubed with her saliva. I asked her to stop and made her sit on the cot. I started to kiss her body, and with my 1 hand, I massaged her clitoris. She had moles on her tits and belly with stretch marks.

I enjoyed her by biting her nipple and licking her navel. Lalita was getting wetter, and I got down to eat her. Her pussy was smelly due to the leakage of liquids. I used my tongue on her haired pussy and started to lick her pussy. A few minutes later, she squirted from her pussy, falling over my face and body.

I asked to continue blowing my dick, and she started doing it in full swing. After nearly 5 minutes, I pulled out and blasted my thick cum on her face, neck and tits. We both quickly cleaned ourselves and got into a tight smooch. My hands could not stop pressing her chubby boobs and belly.

I held and pinched her on her waist, and it made her scream. Lalita was sweating. Her hairy armpits were dripping with sweat. After breaking our kiss, we got into a missionary position. I slept on her and made way for my dick to enter her hairy pussy without proper protection.

She was fine with it and asked me to pull out before I cum. I slowly inserted my dick inside her pussy. Lalita gasped with pleasure with every thrust. I enjoyed her moans and could feel her lubricated pussy with my dick. I could see her boobs jiggling well.

After a few pushes, I made her sit on me and soon shifted to the cowgirl position. I made her sit on my dick and sucked her neck hard to gain that lusty pleasure. She moved around in the sitting position. I cupped my mouth on her erect brown nipple and sucked it hard.

Lalita enjoyed gasping and moaning. She moved around my dick. I hit her G-spot. I couldn’t resist anymore and blasted cum into her pussy. We lay down on the bed with each other, cuddling for an hour at least.

I was curious to know if Lalita had been in an affair with her students. I asked her, to which she smiled and replied, “Yes, only a few get lucky.” She got up from the bed. My cum was leaking over her thighs when she stood. I followed her into the washroom.

I held her by the waist and spread her legs. She turned and smiled at me. I told her I was not done yet. I kissed her on her cheeks and lips and put my dick in her ass. I fucked that big ass while Lalita let out moans and cries. After cumming again, I was tired, and Lalita had also been drained.

We rested for 2 hours, and later, around 4 pm, I asked her to get dressed and dropped her back home. We continued hooking up a few more times until she had to take her maternity leave.

I hope you enjoyed reading it. Ladies who are interested in any casual and secret relationship, feel free to reach out to me at [email protected] or ping me on G-chat. I would love to hear your feedback. Happy reading, guys.

Ab aage:-

Wo aur tez dildo andar-baahar karne lagi chut mein aur jhadne lagi. Jhadne ke kuch der baad wo dono gehri neend mein so gayi.

Main ab dono ko hi chodna chaahta tha, par dono ek hi bed pe thi, to maine pehle jo saawli wali ladki thi Meena, uski aankhon mein patti baandhi. Fir main apne kapde khol ke Meena ko hug kar leta hu, aur uski chut mein ungli daal ke andar-baahar karne lagta hu. Sath hi main uski kamar aur uski gardan ko chaatne lagta hu.

Ab uski neend bhi khul gayi thi, aur wo boli: Rubina kitna karogi? Koi ladke se chudwa kyun nahi leti? Wo mujhe apni friend Rubina samajh rahi thi.

Fir boli: Ye aankhon mein patti kyun baandh di mere.

Main uske muh mein ungli rakh ke use chup rehne ka ishara karta hu. Fir usse seedhe lita kar uski chut mein muh laga ke choosne laga. Fir uski dono chuchi ko muh mein leke khoob choosa, aur ek ungli uski chut mein daal ke hilane laga.

Chut mein ungli karne ke kaaran chut mein se paani nikalne laga. Meena boli ke use susu aayi thi, to main use susu karwane bathroom le kar gaya. Fir bed pe lita ke uski chut pe muh laga ke choosne laga. Uski chut mein susu ki mehak ke sath chut ka paani mere muh mein aane laga.

Mujhe ab Meena ki chut ka nasha ho raha tha. Uske susu ki mehak meri poori body mein ek alag hi uttejana de rahi thi. Ab mera lund Meena ke chut maang raha tha, aur mujhe pata tha ki Meena ko pata chal jayega jaise hi lund chut mein jayega. Isliye maine ek kapda le kar uske muh ke andar daal diya, taali wo chilla na sake.

Is baar maine lund pe thoda thook lagaya, aur uske dono pairon ke beech aake lund chut pe set kiya. Ek zor ka dhakka laga ke chut ke andar aadhe se bhi zyada lund daal diya.

Meena ki chut fatt gayi thi, aur wo chilane lagi, par muh mein kapda hone ke kaaran wo chilla nahi payi. Maine ek aur jhatka diya, aur uski aankhon se aansu aane lage, aur wo apne pair idhar-udhar karne lagi.

Maine chut ko chodna shuru kiya aur dono hatho se uske boobs ko berehmi se masalte raha. Kuch der mein hi wo mera sath dene lagi aur kamar utha-utha ke lund le rahi thi. Main uska virodh kam hote dekh uske muh se kapde baahar karke uske lips ko choosne laga, aur aise hi hum dono ki chudai aur lip kiss kaafi der tak chali.

Muh khula hone ke karaan wo boli: Aap kon ho, aur girls hostel mein kaise aaye?

Maine kaha: Main kon hu ye mayine nahi rakhta. Tum ab chudai ka maza lo.

Fir maine uske dono hath bhi khol diye aur usko doggy position mein karke usko peeche se chodne laga. Wo ab aahh ahh karke maza le rahi thi, aur chodo mujhe aur tez aur tez bol rahi thi.

Main ab jhadne wala tha. Maine usko kaha ki kaha karu. To usne muh mein lene ko kaha. Main fir uske muh mein lund daal ke muh ko chodne laga. Kuch 10 dhakke dene ke baad main apna saara lund ka maal uske muh mein khaali kar deta hu.

Main ab uski friend Rubina ko chodna chaahta tha. Maine Meena ke hath baandh diye aur muh mein rumaal de diya. Par is baar maine Meena ki eyes se patti khol di. Meena mujhe dekh nahi paa rahi thi mere gayab hone ke kaaran. Aur idhar main Rubina ke dono pair faila diya, aur chut mein muh laga ke uski chut ki mehak lene laga.

Meena ye dekh ke darr jati hai, ki uske sath koi bhoot ne sex kiya tha, ye samajhti hai wo. Main ye dekh ke Meena ke kaan mein kehta hu-

Main: Mere paas gayab hone ki shakti hai.

Aur apne ko ek baar uske aage bina gayab hoke dikhata hu. Wo mujhe dekh ke normal hoti hai, aur kuch bolna chaahti thi.

To maine usse kaha: Chillaogi nahi to muh se kapda khol doonga.

Fir main uske muh se kapda nikaal deta hu.

Wo bolti hai: Aap bina gayab hoke bhi to chod sakte ho, fir gayab kyun?

To maine kaha: Isliye ki unhe pata na chale ki kon chod ke gaya hai unhe.

Wo boli ki wo ek lesbo thi, aur ladkiyan use bahut pasand thi.

Usne kaha: Agar hum dono mil jaye to bahut maze kar sakte hai is hostel mein aur baahar bhi.

Main bola: Theek hai, par abhi mujhe Rubina ki chut chahiye.

Aur main ek baar fir Rubina ke dono pairon ke beech aa gaya, aur chut ki mehak lene laga. Uski chut mein se bahut badbu aur peshab ke gandh aa rahi thi. Par mujhe wo aur bhi zyada nasha karwa rahi thi. Main uski chut ki faank ko ungli se khol ke apni jeebh andar daal ke chaatna shuru kiya.

Wo mere sar pe hath rakh ke dabane lagi. Maine dekha ke Rubina uth ke baith gayi, aur dono Meena aur Rubina ek-doosre ko dekh ke kuch ishara kar rahi thi. Rubina ne ab khul ke bola ki wo pehle hi neend se uth chuki thi, aur usne chudai bhi dekhi thi Meena ki, aur saari baat bhi sun li thi gayab hone ki.

Main ab dono ke face ki taraf dekh raha tha ki ab kya hoga. Wo dono ek-doosre ko dekh ke muskurane lagi aur boli ki hum 3 log mil ke enjoy kare. Wo logon ne mujhe bed pe lita diya, aur Meena mera lund choosne lagi, aur Rubina mere muh pe baith gayi, aur apni chut ko muh pe ghisne lagi.

Mujhe pehle se hi Rubina ki chut nasha kara rahi thi, aur ab ek taraf se lund chusayi aur Rubina ki nasheeli chut ne mere lund ko iron rod bana diya. Meena fir mere lund ke upar baith ke chut chudwane lagti hai, aur Rubina aur Meena ek-doosre ko lip kiss karne lagti hai. Fir Rubina ne apni chut ka paani mere muh mein chhodh diya. Wo main sab pee gaya.

Fir Meena mere muh mein baith gayi aur Rubina mere lund pe baith ke uchalne lagi. Wo awaaz karne lagi aaahhh aaahhhh yes ssss hmmm ye lund roz mil jaye mujhe. Wo dono mil ke mujhe chodne lagi. Mere muh se bhi aah aaah nikal raha tha. Main Rubina ki kamar pakad ke neeche se lund ke dhakke laga raha tha, aur uski chut mein hi jhadne wala tha.

Maine Meena ko hataya mere muh se, aur aur Rubina ko bola ki main jhadne wala tha. Rubina aur Meena dono ab lund pe ek sath muh laga ke choosne lagi.

To be continued…

Hey everyone, this is the continuation of my previous story (link on top). So, if you haven’t read the first part, I suggest you complete that first for better understanding.

For new readers, I am from Kathmandu, Nepal and I am, in my sense, a good-looking fellow. So if there are any single ladies or married people who just want to enjoy themselves, you can also contact me, especially from any part of Nepal.

I was stunned as I opened the message. It was my neighbour’s daughter Anamika on her knees as she took that four-inch dick into her mouth. She was sucking it perfectly, but her mouth still seemed empty and who better to fill her mouth than me, I thought. I needed to find a way so that I could fill her mouth as it was meant to be filled and show her what it meant to be fucked.

Me: Is that the only dick you have seen?

Anamika: Yes, I lost my virginity to him.

Me: Virginity? I don’t think a prick like that could have broken your hymen.

Anamika: Ohh, that was a prick, show me what a dick should be like then.

I was already having a hard time controlling my boner and this conversation was not helping me a bit. Then I took out my boner and clicked it. Let me tell you guys about myself. I have a 6-inch dick, but my girth has always compensated for what my length might have lacked and I have never sent a girl home unsatisfied.

Me: I can show you what a real dick looks like. But what will I get in return? (I had to do something so that I could create a more steamy video with her than her cardio buddy).

Anamika: I already sent my video to you.

Me: Yes, but what fun will the video of you sucking somebody else gonna do and frankly, your lips will look better on my dick.

Anamika: You can only dream of my lips.

I needed to tempt my neighbour’s daughter, so I sent her the dick pic to see her reaction. The message was opened and then there was no reply from her. Maybe I overplayed my hand, and thinking with my dick wasn’t probably the best idea too. It had been 5 minutes and there was no reply. It might be a failure and the dry spell might have been too strong, I thought.

Then my mobile’s notification rang again. It was a video. I opened the video and there she was, inside the bathroom. She was slowly stripping nude, first her tank top, and then I saw her perfect little boobs which had been attenuated by the push-up bra she was wearing. She was looking so perfect and her waist would have been perfect in between my two hands. Then she slowly unhooked her bra and there were the perfect little perky boobs which were the perfect size for my hand. She had pink nipples which I hadn’t expected by her complexion and she slowly started playing with her nipples which started to stiffen under her hand.

I couldn’t control it anymore and let the monster out of my cage and slowly started stroking it. Anamika’s nipples were puffy and how great would it be to leave my teeth marks on it? Then my neighbour’s daughter licked her fingers and slowly started going down to her nether area. She was wearing shorts and I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it.

She then pushed her hands inside her shorts and started playing with her pussy. I could only see the outline of her hand moving inside her shorts and I could see her biting her lips to suppress the moan. There were sweat drops that slowly dropped from her head towards her waist and it went inside her belly button. And then the video stopped. There was another message from her:

Anamika: Look, what the picture of your dick just did to me (with a wink emoji).

Me: We might be able to change the photo into a real one.

Anamika: And how will we be able to do that?

Me: You know I am home alone all day tomorrow and you just live downstairs.

Anamika: Aren’t you going too fast, mister?

Me: That’s my specialty, faster and harder. But I will take all my time exploring you though.

Anamika: And what will you do, that hasn’t already been done to me?

Me: I will give you the remaining inches your pussy desires, darling.

Anamika: Hmm, that sounds interesting.

I needed to tempt her more. I knew I was gonna fuck her sooner or later. But I wanted it to be sooner rather than later. So I wanted to tempt her even more. I had a video of eating pussy, so I searched for it and sent it to her.

Me: You can hear her moaning at the top of her lungs and the sounds of me eating pussy mixed with the moaning and panting was hot as hell.

Anamika: Are you alone at night too? (My plan was finally working.)

Me: Yeah, definitely.

Anamika: Okay then, how should we meet?

Me: We can go out somewhere in the evening and return at night as nobody will notice and you can just make an excuse to stay out.

Anamika: I will let you know tomorrow morning. I need to go now Arohi might get suspicious.

Me: See you tomorrow then (wink emoji).

I went to ISS website again and searched for a story that was related to fucking your neighbor as I needed to subside my boner or I might get blue balls. I knew I needed to be in top shape for tomorrow. I had some more devilish plans as I always thought I would be fucking Anamika’s sister Arohi. But as fate has it, I might be opening the door tomorrow for countless possibilities!

I found a nice story and then jerked off while thinking of my plans for Anamika’s sister Arohi the next day.

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Hi Friends, Back again with another story and this time, it is not my own experience. But a real experience of a chat friend. I will be using fake names for the story. Let’s hear it from the words of Kartik himself.

I’m Kartik, a 35-year-old married male working in Bangalore. I’m from Tamilnadu and have been here in Bangalore for some time. My wife is a housewife. The incident that I’m going to narrate happened just before COVID-19 started and is continuing whenever we get a chance.

Let me introduce the heroine of this story. Her name is Dharani, and she is 39 now. She is married and has 2 kids. She is also working in the IT field in Chennai. In Feb 2020, Dharani had to attend a 20-day training program in Bangalore, which her company arranged.

Though the company provided accommodation, she decided to stay at our house. She wanted to take her younger kid also with her. The kid was 1 year old at that time. We were living in a 1 BHK home at that time. So me and my wife used to sleep in the bedroom. Dharani and her kid used to sleep in the hall.

Me and my wife didn’t have sex since Dharani was home. On the 3rd day, I convinced my wife that I couldn’t stay without sex for 20 days straight. I need it today, for sure. We ended up having sex that day. We have a habit of using some bad words in Tamil while having sex.

It looked like Dharani, who woke up in the moans of my wife, ended up hearing the words. I was not aware of it that day, but I got to know it a little later.

Dharani’s office was on the way to my office on the outer ring road. So we used to go together in the morning. I would drop by her office, and then I head back to my office. Considering the heavy traffic in Bangalore, we get a lot of time to chit-chat, but nothing sexual.

One day, while returning from the office, one of my colleagues also wanted me to drop her. She sat in the front seat, and on the way, I picked Dharani. My colleague is a little modern and is very talkative. That day, my colleague was wearing a knee-length skirt and a shirt.

After dropping her, Dharani came and sat in the front seat next to me.

Dharani: You flirted a lot with that girl.

Me: When a woman starts flirting, why should I stop it?

I smiled.

Dharani: Is this how women in Bangalore usually dress?

Looks like Dharani got a little jealous of that colleague of mine.

Me: Yeah, what’s wrong with that?
Dharani: Nothing wrong with that, just asked. In Chennai, only a very few female colleagues wear such types of dresses.

Me: Why don’t you try it? It will look good on you.

Dharani: (with a discouraging tone) That’s the only thing left in life.

Me: If someone wears and tempts me, I wont just flirt. I will fuck her also (Ipdi dress potutu vantha kadala mattuma, avalayum poduven.)

After saying this I realized I made a mistake and started saying sorry to Dharani. She didn’t speak with me for a few minutes and then said.

Dharani: Yeah, I know you can and will do it.

I was shocked, thinking, what if she tells my wife about it? I kept saying, “Sorry if you had mistaken me.”

Dharani: No, I didn’t think it in the wrong way. I know you will do well.

I didn’t understand what she was trying to say. I asked her, “What do you mean by that?” She kept saying, “How can I say that?” But I insisted on knowing what she meant and kept asking her to tell it, and she finally agreed.

Dharani: Last week, I heard what you were doing.

Me: What was I doing?

Dharani: Last week at night, I woke up to go to the bathroom. I heard a sound from your room. I won’t forget those words ever in my life.

Me: Sorry for disturbing you, really sorry.

Dharani: Why do you say sorry? We are the ones staying at your house and disturbing your privacy. You don’t need to say sorry.

Me: Anyways, sorry, as it is so embarrassing to me

Dharani: Actually, it was not embarrassing. I enjoyed it, especially the words you spoke.

Me: What words did you hear?

This time, she became too shy to say those words, but I again kept insisting on her, and she finally said.

Dharani: You told your wife, ‘open up your pussy.’ Your wife said I will wide open it, and you fuck me hard with your cock. (Nalla pundaya viruchi kaami di, naan katuren da nee un morattu sunni a ulla vitu kuthu da.) You have given good space to your wife. I am happy with the way you are treating her.

Me: Won’t your husband give you space like this?

Dharani: Let’s not talk about it.

Me: We have spoken so much deeply. What is there to pretend now? Let’s be open.

Dharani: Nothing like that happens first of all. And even if it does, it happens as per his wish, and there is no fun in it.

So far, we have never used the word sex.

Me: I’m sorry for touching the wrong topic. Please don’t mind.

Dharani: That’s okay, it is my fate. Why should I blame you for that?

Me: I triggered something unknowingly and I’m sorry for that.

We reached home, and I purposefully fucked my wife mercilessly that day. She made a lot of moans, and we used a lot of abusive words. I know Dharani must have heard this for sure. That ignited the fire within me. The next day, while driving to the office, we started talking.

Me: Did you hear moans yesterday as well?

Dharani: I know you did it just for me to hear.

I smiled and said, “Yes. Did you enjoy it?”

Dharani: Yes, I enjoyed your show yesterday.

Me: Are you jealous of us?

Dharani: Of course, I’m also a woman, and I also have needs.

Me: (without having second thoughts) Let me know if you want me to satisfy you, too.

I realized after saying the words, what if she tells my wife? I apologized to her. But she took it in the lighter sense and said, “You have become so bold with me nowadays.”

Me: I saw a woman who needs help and is asking to help her out.

Dharani: I’m your sister. I hope you remember that.

Me: Don’t talk about relationships and all with me. If you are interested, we can do it. If not, we won’t. It is as simple as that.

Dharani: I can’t win by talking to you. Let’s not discuss this further.

We reached her office in some time. As usual, I went to pick her up in the evening, and she asked about my colleague. I said she was not coming today. Then I started asking.

Me: If you want, I can help you.

Dharani: (smiled) Won’t you stop thinking about it? Can we have coffee somewhere nearby?

In the coffee shop, I kept talking about sex and made her agree to it. In the coffee shop itself, I slightly brushed her boobs, and she got shocked. “Let’s go slowly. This is a public place, lets not do anything here.”

The next day, my wife was supposed to go to my kids’ school for some event. She will return in the afternoon only. I told Dharani about it. I told my wife that I’m doing work from home today. Dharani said she has an early morning meeting and she also won’t be going to the office today.

My wife left home at 10:30 and took Dharani’s kid also with her. Dharani went to take a bath and I was waiting outside the bathroom for her. The moment she came out of the bathroom, I lifted her and started groping her.

Dharani: Slowly, slowly.

Me: You were interested, then why the fear now. Let’s do it as per our wishes.

We were hugging each other very tightly. My hands were moving all over her body. I pressed her ass, boobs. Then I started kissing her forehead, eyes, nose, chin, and lips. We had a good 15-minute lip lock. While kissing, I was pressing her hips hard, and she started letting out moans. She removed my t-shirt and rolled her hand over my chest.

I told her to suck and bite my nipples. She sucked and bit it to the fullest extent possible. Then we went to the bed. On the bed, I kept kissing her neck and chest area. Now she opened her bra and gave one of her boobs for me to suck. I sucked it hard and then did the same for other boobs, also.

While my mouth was playing with her boobs, my hands went inside her panty and was rubbing her pussy.

Me: How is it?

Dharani: I don’t know how to tell, but it feels good. I have not experienced it before in my life.

Then she was about to lie down in bed. I stopped her and removed my dresses fully and I laid down on the bed. I asked her to sit on top of me. She has not tried this position with her hubby, so she was finding it difficult to ride at first. I helped her in adjusting positions.

After a while, she became comfortable and started riding me. It started with slow movements, and once she got to know the pleasure, she started to ride faster. It went to the extreme where, while riding me, she couldn’t reach my lips. So she was moaning so loudly.

Dharani: I can’t control it anymore. Please, you come and fuck me in missionary.

I was about to get up and fuck her when she asked, “Can you use the words which you used the other day?” I said, “Open up your pussy.” She said, “I will wide open it, and you fuck me hard with your cock.” (Nalla pundaya viruchi kaami di, naan katuren da nee un morattu sunni a ulla vitu kuthu da).

I kept fucking her for 10-15 minutes, and she said anything. I don’t even know how many times I have had orgasms in the last 30 minutes. I’m fully exhausted now. I was also about to release my cum and asked her where to release it. She said she had done an operation. I can release it inside itself without any fear.

I cum inside her pussy, and we lay like that for a few minutes. Then, both of us together went to take a bath. She bathed me, and I bathed her by applying soap to each other. We had 3 rounds of sex that day before my wife came home.

After that, we used to fuck once in a while whenever we got a chance in those 20 days. After that also, whenever I get a chance to go to Chennai. We fuck the hell out of our brains. I’m still in touch with Dharani. I fucked her last in June when I had gone to Chennai for a family function.

Luckily for us, her husband was not home, and we enjoyed those 2 days completely.

Thanks for reading the story. Any comments or any women/couples interested in a meet in Bangalore are welcome at [email protected].

Her mail arrived on Wednesday evening, asking me to play the role of servant and enjoy all her fetishes. This was new to me, so I demanded some extra reward for doing all she wanted. She confessed she would give me anything that I wanted if I could satisfy her fetishes.

She said she is 56 years old, weighs 95 kg, and is a retired teacher. She wears a saree, being a traditional woman. Her daughter is married, and she lives with her husband. She wants to satisfy her fetishes with a servant in front of her husband (55).

Yes, he is a year younger than her. Her husband is also a retired teacher. She wanted her servant on Friday through Monday for four days.  I agreed to all her requirements, and she arranged a cab from my place in the city. The cab arrived at their location. Her husband was waiting outside the gate and took me in.

I was stunned to see the mature lady in the saree. I immediately hugged her and kissed on her lips. I certainly kissed her with a lot of her saliva in my mouth. Simultaneously her husband said he got delivery of the dress we required. She broke the kiss and told me that I was her servant and not her husband.

She asked me to unbox the package and put that Mistress lingerie on her. I started opening the package. Meanwhile, she removed her panty and made me lick it. Which already had her precum. First, I found a dog belt and handcuffs for me (servant) and later found Mistress lingerie.

I started unwinding her saree. Meanwhile, she pushed me on the floor and lifted the saree and placed her asshole on my face. She farted immediately. I felt quite suffocated and horny. She got up and held my hands to remove her saree. I quickly unwinded her saree. She didn’t have any petticoat.

I was about to remove her blouse. Her husband came naked, saying, “You have to serve your mister before you serve your Mistress.” He asked me to kiss and lick his feet. I kissed his feet on the floor and licked it. He grabbed me and inserted his dick in my mouth.

He held my head and pushed me to and pro while sitting on the sofa. On the other hand, my Mistress was sitting on the other side of the sofa and looking at us. He quickly jerked off in my mouth and warned me not to spit. I swallowed it, and then Mistress Bhabhi.

I asked my Master to permit me, and he obliged. I went to Mistress and unveiled her big boobs, removing her blouse. I was about to kiss them she pushed off. I later took Mistress’s lingerie and put it on her. I removed my dress and gave her the handcuffs, chain, and dog belt. She put it on me.

She asked me to sleep on the floor and peed in my mouth. I did some pee on the floor and showed her finger. Guiding me to lick her pee on the floor. I cleaned all the pee on the floor with my tongue like a dog. She put the belt on my neck and took me to her bedroom, walking me on my palms and knees.

She lifted me like a puppy and placed me on her bed.  I was sleeping on the bed, and she was standing on the bed. She held the window rods and placed her right foot on my mouth to lick it. I started to lick under her feet, and she moved from heel to toe slowly.

I also inserted all her toes one by one into my mouth. Later, another foot too. Later, she took holding the belt to the sofa to watch TV. I was told to sit on the floor, putting my feet on her left foot. Her right leg was on her left leg. She also asked me to keep licking her foot above till thigh.

Suddenly, she got up, kneeled like a puppy and took to the washroom. She sat on the commode to poop, and I was watching her poop. Some time again, her husband came to the washroom and made me sleep on the floor. He mouth-fucked me and ejaculated in my mouth.

This time it’s very less cum. I swallowed it, and he went away.  Bhabhi asked me to clean her ass. I felt happy and got up. She shouted at me as I was about to take water. “You’re a bloody puppy, not water. Clean with tongue.” I was surprised, “Yes, Mistress,” I obliged.

She held my belt and took me to the hall. She went to bed and lifted her ass onto the wall. Now she directed me to her ass. I licked her ass clean. It was bitter. Though her ass looked clean, I licked her ass along the thighs.  Now she sat well and played a game of catch the milk.

She had milk in her boobs though she is 56. I asked her how. She shouted, “Why do you want to know?” she sat on the bed and asked to get off the bed. She started extracting her milk from her tits. Milk almost fell a foot and a half away from the bed. She asked me to drink it.

I went and grabbed the boobs and put my mouth on the tit. She shouted again, “I will express my milk, and you have to catch it from the air.” Once, she expresses on the left, once on the right. Sometimes, she expresses milk into her hands.

She poured it into my mouth from above and made me lick her hands clean.  After this, she made sleep on the floor and rubbed her pussy on my face for more than 15 minutes. I felt quite suffocated because of the heavy pussy on my face. She squirted on my face.

My whole face and neck all covered with her squirt. Felt difficult to breathe, but the juice was salty ans tasty.  Later my Master came to fuck my Mistress. He pushed her onto the bed and pounced on her, and fucked her. Master asked me to lubricate the junction of their pussy and dick.

While he stops between the fuck. It was enjoyable with the difficulty of reaching in congested place. Now for a few minutes, Master slept on the bed, and Mistress fucked his dick in her ass hole.  After his ejaculation, she put her ass on my face all his sperm from her ass oozed out into my option.

I swallowed again. She lifted a little and made me lick the whore ass. She got up and sat at the edge of the bed and directed me to her wide-open pussy. I was on the floor and had a perfect position to lick my Mistress’ cunt. I pounced like a hungry dog and licked it.

This is the first time I am able to clearly see her elephant-type big pussy. Since she was so heavy lady. Almost my mouth and nose together dwelled and played inside the pussy. She is moaning heavily. She is really enjoying it.

I licked every drop she had in it and also around the pussy and thighs. She had another orgasm and erupted a huge amount of juice. I am so lucky to have it. While I am tired this is like the life elixir.

Many such kinky things happened. Imagine for now and plan your quirky adventure with me at [email protected].

Hi, this is Dhruv again. Thanks for the response that you are showing for my slutty family.

In the last part, you read how my son confessed to fucking my friend’s wife, Sandhya. I already had an eye on her as she always flaunts her assets whenever we meet. She is a hot bomb who maintains her figure, making men go crazy for her.

My wife and daughter came home from shopping. I entered my bedroom with a hard dick poking through my night dress. I was shocked to see my wife Ranjita in a thong, checking her bum. I was in awe as the yellow thong suited her perfect ass perfectly.

She was in a bikini which only covered her nipples, exposing her sexy huge boobs. I went and hugged her from behind, making sure my dick was between her ass cheeks, poking her pussy. She screamed in shock as she didn’t notice me.

I didn’t waste a second in grabbing her boobs, pressing them and biting her ear.  This made her moan, placing her hand on my face. At the same time, my left hand is still on her left boob. My right hand made its way to her navel. I poked her navel and rubbed it with my finger.

She closed her eyes half and was enjoying the way I was dealing with her body.  My hand went further down till my palm was on her pussy. I pressed my palm on her pussy, for which she spread her legs wide, allowing me access to her whole pussy. I started to rub her pussy line with my finger.

I moaned in her ear, “You look so hot, Ranjita. Even at this age, if young boys look at you in a bikini. They get a huge hardon and want to cool it down either in your mouth or in your pussy.” She parted my nightgown and made sure my dick was out. She raised herself and pulled my dick between her legs.

Now my dick is exactly below her pussy. She rubbed my dick tip and moaned, “I missed this little fellow so much, and now this little fellow is hard. Let me take care of him. I will not leave him till my little girl is satisfied.”

She moved the thong aside that was covering her pussy. She placed her pussy over my dick and started to move front and back. This made her pussy so wet that her juices started to rub all over my dick. I was rubbing her nipples with my fingers, flipping them.

She was moaning all the while rubbing her pussy on my dick. She turned towards me and began to kiss. We kissed like mad lovers. She then started to kiss my chest and went down, kissing me all over my body. Once she was at my dick, she looked up into my eyes.

My dick had a drop of precum, and that look of hers made my dick throb a little. My wife opened her mouth, pulled out her tongue and licked the precum off my dick, looking deep in my eyes. That was the best feeling looking at how slutty my wife had become getting fucked by my son and her boss.

I tapped my dick all over her lips and pushed it into her mouth. My wife didn’t hesitate to suck my dick while I was looking into her eyes. I hit her face in between, and she looked more slutty in my eyes. She increased her speed each time I slapped her face.

I pulled out my dick and raised it high, making my balls fall on her lips. She, without any hesitation, took my balls and began to suck them. I was on cloud nine and started to moan and stroke my dick. She was biting my balls slowly. I couldn’t hold on and cummed all over her slutty face.

She let it flow to her mouth and licked my cum. I rubbed the remaining all over her face with my dick. I made her stand up and turned her towards the mirror. Raising her leg and placing it on the mirror table. Now, I went down, and the thong was still aside, making her pussy visible to me.

It was all wet and leaking. I went closer to her pussy. As my breath hit her pussy she moaned, raising her hands and holding her head in pleasure. I started to blow a whistle on her pussy, making the hot air hit her pussy. She moaned and couldn’t hold any more. She caught my head and said, “Enough of playing.”

She pushed me onto her pussy. I began doing my work with my tongue. I skillfully parted her pussy folds with my tongue and made my way to her depths. My rough tongue began to rub her inner walls as her grip tightened on my hair. She was shuddering.

I started to move my tongue in and out of her pussy sending shocks of current to her. She, indeed, was moving her hip according to the rhythm that I was fucking her pussy. A loud moan escaped as she squirted her juices directly into my mouth. They tasted so heavenly that I didn’t remove my mouth from there.

I licked every drop of her juices. We moved to bed, and both fell on it. I untied her bikini as she was sleeping on her stomach and started to run my fingers all over her back. She was moaning, closing her eyes.

I asked her, “You have a college-going son and daughter. Yet, you are so sexy, see that your son doesn’t get tempted to fuck you.”

I noticed a smile on her lips may be she was thinking that they already started fucking each other. Her response took me by surprise as she said, “What’s wrong? He is my son, and he too has rights over my body.” It was hard instantly hearing those words from my wife.

I licked her ear and asked again, “If Rohan approaches you will you let him play with your sexy boobs?” My wife turned towards the ceiling and ran her hands over her boobs. She said, “He already sucked them enough while drinking milk from them. If he wants to try and see if they still produce milk. I will.”

She turned towards me and winked. I got on top of her and placed my dick on her pussy entrance. I began rubbing her pussy and asked, “So did you happen to see Rohan’s dick any time?” I pushed half of my dick and started to move it in and out.

My wife said, “Aah, yes. I saw once he finished his bath and came out nude. I saw it hanging between his legs.” I was happy, smiling. I pushed my whole dick in, and she screamed.”What did you think of his dick then when you saw it?” I questioned.

My wife started to raise her ass high to meet my strokes and moaned. “I thought he would fuck me like this with his dick. It’s huge without getting hard. Not sure how it will be when it’s hard.” Listening to her words made me go crazy. Holding her boobs with my hands, I started to bang her hard.

“Yes, baby fuck me, fuck your wife hard for lusting on her son. Punish me with your dick, baby,” she moaned. I kissed her on the lips and said, “Sure, baby, but call me Rohan and ask me to fuck you hard. Imagine it is Rohan who is fucking you and ask for more.”

She was so happy listening to those words and started to moan more sexily. “Rohan, fuck me, Rohan fuck your naughty Mom hard. I am no longer your traditional Mom but a dick-loving hungry slut, Rohan. I am hungry for your huge dick. Fuck any of the holes you want, Rohan,” she was moaning like hell.

I continued fucking harder, and again, she said, “Rohan will you allow mommy to ride your dick?” I smiled and replied, “Yes, mommy, you can ride your son’s dick whenever you want. My dick is always hard for you, mommy.” I pulled my dick out and lied down on the bed.

My wife mounted on my dick and placed her hands on my chest, and began to ride me and moan.

“I am getting the best pleasure in the world riding on my son’s dick Rohan. You have an amazing dick which makes me go crazy for it. I don’t hesitate to be a slut for you, Rohan. You are my master from now and you own me. Not dad, but you own my holes and my body. Use me, Rohan, use your Mom like the cheap slut she is and give her the pain and pleasure that she wants, son.”

Moaning and screaming, she cum on my dick, imagining that she is riding her son’s dick. As she fell on me, I rolled her and made her come into a doggy position.

I started to spank her ass and fuck her doggy style, moaning, “Sure, Mom, you are my slut and will be my slut forever. I will fuck in any corner of the house. Even in front of dad and sister, I will fuck you and make you scream my name in pleasure. I will make you beg for more of my dick. I will then cum all over your face making you my slut and claiming your slutty body Mom.”

I fucked and fucked hard till my dick exploded the thick cum out of it. I fell on her and dozed off to sleep. My wife said that was the best role play that we had, and we should often have it. I smiled at her, and we kissed and slept. I woke up early and the time was around 4:15 PM. I went in search of Rohan and Sheela.

They were in Rohan’s room, where Sheela was pinned to the bed in a doggy with Rohan’s feet on her head. He was drilling her ass hole. Sheela was in a state as if she had lost consciousness anytime. So, as planned, I fucked my wife, and my son fucked his sister after the confession.

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So Shayna and I had a steamy session in the last part and she got me out to introduce to her friends.

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!

Let me introduce you to girls.

Snehal is your typical hottie of the group, in her shorts and camisole top with her pink bra outline visible was oozing ample cleavage in a very unapologetic way.

Pooja was wearing a short strappy night dress that rode up nicely to show her ass. Her glasses made her look like a nerd who everyone will want to fuck but are scared to approach her.

Riya, Pooja’a friend was in a sexy little black dress with brown eyes, and big boobs. She was sitting in a way that her dress rode up and I could see her black panty once in a while whenever she moved. The stats of the girls aren’t important because all sizes are equally sexy, no matter what.

We started playing UNO flip! I have a reputation for being a cheater in the game. The game itself was amazing and we were having fun till we finished two rounds the girls started to get bored because I was planning and winning the games very easily. I suggested that we spice things up a little if they were up for a little fun. All nodded in excitement and we set ground rules that no one does anything that they are uncomfortable with, any tasks that are sexual need consent from both players.

Riya looked at Pooja when she heard the word sexual but Pooja reassured her that it was okay. Rules were as follows –

Any draw +2 and +5 can be skipped by the next person if they perform a dare or strip a piece of cloth.
Every reverse card played, the person playing should kiss the next one anywhere or draw one card.
Every flip card would entail a non-sexual dare for the person playing the card.
Those who miss calling uno will have to strip 2 pieces of their clothing.
Draw until a color card can only be played by a person if they are ready to do something sexual. Otherwise, it will be a normal wild card.
The rest of the rules of uno remain the same.

We started the game and things started heating up. I was sitting in the middle, on the right was Shayna, on the left was Riya, next to Riya was Pooja, and next to Shayna was Snehal.

As the game was progressing, Riya got the first draw 2 and that meant I had an option for dare or strip. I chose dare and Riya asked me to tell her something I did in bed with Shayna only to her. So, I leaned in very close to her ear and explained how she sat on my face and we went into 69 till we both almost finished in each other’s mouth. I could see that she had started getting horny and was breathing faster.

We continued the game. Shayna played the reverse card. Knowing her, I thought she was going to kiss me to avoid picking a card. She leaned very close to my lips and picked a card. The girls started laughing. Snehal laughed calling her a perfect tease.

We moved on with the game, I finally got the +2 and Riya chose to dare again. I asked her to fulfill one of the fantasies she had. She slowly got up and went out to the corridor and flashed her boobs to two guys going upstairs and she ran back in.

We were all startled by her dare and Pooja didn’t know Riya would be this wild. Slowly, the UNO game was turning sexual. We had done enough dares where I got to kiss Snehal, Pooja flashed her boobs, Riya and Shayna kissed, and I sucked on Shayna’s boobs over her slip.

In the heat of the game, Riya forgot to say UNO and we caught her. She was red on her face because this meant she had to strip. She asked for some concession or any dare. But we all asked her to strip. She finally gave in to loud cheers by the girls.

I was simply staring at her. Then she got up and slowly started unzipping her dress. She was looking extremely sexy and she dropped her dress and unhooked her bra and quickly covered her boobs. She had nice big boobs that her hands couldn’t cover.

Pooja said, “Let it be, Riya. Nothing that he hasn’t been staring at”. I blushed and she slowly let go. It was a treat to watch this sexy girl sitting half-naked and just in her panties.

In the next dare, Snehal asked me to lick Riya. Riya looked at her and asked what? Snehal winked and said, “The choice is between you both”. I looked at her (more towards her panties) and she understood.

She called me ahead and in the next second, I dug into her pussy. Shayna was looking at this and started getting hot. I had stripped Riya’s panties and was eating her while she was moaning and pushing my head into her pussy.

When we stopped and looked up, we saw that other girls were almost stripped. Snehal was in her panties, Shayna and Pooja were naked and making out with each other.

We stopped the game as everyone now just wanted to get into sex. And Pooja slowly came to me and pulled down my boxers and started stroking my already hard dick. She was running her fingers along the length and almost to my asshole. Then she picked the precum from the head and tasted it. She looked at Shayna and said, “You ate that, right? He is tasty”, and they laughed.

Riya was too horny by then and she pulled me up into a passionate kiss while Pooja started blowing me. Shayna was too busy with Snehal. I didn’t think that this night would turn wild with three girls.

Riya asked Pooja to stop blowing me so that I could fuck her. Snehal asked Pooja to join them if interested and leave us alone. Riya asked me to go in and fuck her like a slut.

I started banging her like there was no tomorrow. The rest of the girls had taken a break from their play and were watching. It was a weird experience fucking someone in front of others but also added to the thrill.

Riya shouted that she was about to finish and I was very close. I held tight and started fucking her hard while leaving bite marks. She asked me to finish inside her and I came in her pussy. That was when we both realized that I wasn’t wearing a condom. The girls told her that it was okay and she could take a pill.

Shayna and Snehal started walking towards our sofa. Shayna started kissing me and Snehal did something super kinky which Riya didn’t expect. What was that? That is the next part!

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In the sultry embrace of a Konkani village veiled in secrecy, my Mother embarks on a journey of forbidden ecstasy and desire. Entwined with the rugged village contractor, Dinesh, she delves into a world where every touch ignites flames of passion. Every whispered promise leads to the brink of ecstasy.

In ‘Mom’s Forbidden Journey: Sex and Deal,’ the sultry heat of forbidden longing intertwines with the allure of clandestine deals, weaving a tale of seduction and surrender that leaves no room for restraint.

Welcome to a world where passion reigns supreme and where my Mother’s journey of erotic discovery knows no bounds.

1. My Mother (Pramila): A resilient woman with a troubled past, my Mother has returned to her ancestral village in search of solace and redemption. Despite the hardships she’s faced, she remains fiercely determined to rebuild her life and reclaim her dignity. The shadows of her past threaten to engulf her once more. Her measurements are 32-28-36. With a sultry and seductive nature, my Mother exudes a magnetic charm that captivates those around her. Her voluptuous figure boasts ample curves, with a generous bust and a slender waist. Her hips sway with a hypnotic allure.

2. Dinesh Ghadhi Gaonkar (Village Contractor): A rugged and resourceful contractor, Dinesh is a fixture in the village. He is known for his skill in construction and his shrewd business acumen. Beneath his gruff exterior lies a heart of gold, but his loyalty is not easily earned. Those who cross him do so at their peril.

Ancestral home needs renovation:

In the dimly lit confines of my Mother’s ancestral home, the air hangs heavy with anticipation. Dinesh, the rugged village contractor, leans in closer, his gaze smouldering with intensity.

Dinesh: (his voice low and gravelly, he speaks with a hint of urgency) So, Madam, let’s discuss the terms of our arrangement. What is it that you desire?

Mother: (her heart quickens at the proximity of his powerful presence, her voice barely a whisper) I need your expertise, Dinesh. My ancestral home is in desperate need of renovation. I require someone with your skills to make it whole again.

Dinesh: (a sly smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he leans back, assessing her with a knowing gaze) Ah, I see. And what, may I ask, do you have to offer in return for my services? You know I don’t work for free.

Mother: (Her breath catches in her throat as she meets his gaze, her pulse racing with anticipation) I… I’m willing to do whatever it takes, Dinesh. Whatever it takes to make this deal happen.

Dinesh: (his eyes gleam with mischief as he leans in closer, his voice a seductive whisper) Whatever it takes, you say? Well then, Madam, I have enough money. But money doesn’t satisfy me. How about we make a different arrangement? You satisfy me, and I’ll do your renovation for free.

Mother: (her eyes widen in shock at his audacious proposition, her mind racing with conflicting emotions)  I-I can’t, Dinesh. What if my son finds out? It would ruin everything.”

Dinesh: (with a devilish grin, he continues) Madam, hear me out. It’s not about cheating. It’s just a little fun between consenting adults. Nothing more than a harmless handjob and blowjob. No penetration, no cock insertion. Just a simple arrangement to fulfil our desires.

Mother: (her resolve wavers at his persuasive words, the allure of free renovation tempting her to reconsider) But… but it’s still wrong, Dinesh. I can’t betray my son’s trust like that.

Dinesh: (leaning in closer, he whispers) Think about it, Madam. A few moments of pleasure in exchange for a lifetime of happiness. The choice is yours.

As my Mother considers Dinesh’s offer, a whirlwind of desire and apprehension stirs within her. She knows the risk, but the promise of free renovations beckons irresistibly. With a determined resolve, she agrees, her mind buzzing with excitement and uncertainty.

Before she leaves for his house, she chooses her outfit carefully. She picks a saree that would make her curves visible just right, revealing hints of her slutty-ness. The fabric drapes over her body, teasingly hinting at the softness beneath.

Her backless, sleeveless blouse adds to the allure. Exposing the navel and her cleavage deeply to the point that some more centimetres and her nipple would be visible. She reached to the location with anxiety. Dinesh asked her to come close. He directly started the process.

Dinesh pulled his pants while seeing her curves. Then he asked her to kneel. As my Mother tentatively reaches out her hands, she can’t help but feel a surge of awkwardness wash over her. The warmth of Dinesh’s cock sends a jolt of electricity through her body.

It made her fingers tremble with anticipation and uncertainty. She has her slutty side, which came out.

Mother: (her voice barely a whisper, tinged with a hint of embarrassment) Um, Dinesh, it’s… it’s quite big and… bendy.

Dinesh: (a smug grin plays across his lips as he leans in closer, his breath hot against her ear) That’s right, Madam. It’s all yours now.

Despite her reservations, my Mother can’t help but feel a twinge of admiration for the impressive size and shape of his cock. With each stroke of her hand, she marvels at its length and girth. Her touch grew more confident with each passing moment.

My Mother’s hand glides along the length of Dinesh’s cock. A whirlwind of conflicting emotions rages within her. With each stroke, she feels a mixture of fascination and discomfort, her mind racing with a torrent of thoughts.

Mother: (her inner voice whispers with uncertainty) This is wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this. But… the promise of free renovations is too tempting to resist. I need to endure a little longer, and then it will all be over.

Despite the fatigue creeping into her muscles, she pushes onward. Her movements grow slower and more deliberate with each passing moment. The weight of her obligations hangs heavy on her shoulders. But she knows that she must persevere if only to fulfil her end of the bargain.

Mother: (a pang of guilt tugs at her heartstrings) What would my son think if he knew what I was doing? Would he be disappointed in me? But… I can’t back out now. I’ve come too far to turn back.

Her hand continues its rhythmic motion. She focuses on the task at hand, pushing aside her doubts and insecurities. At this moment, there is only her and Dinesh, their forbidden encounter unfolding in the shadows of the old, broken house.

She struggles to reconcile her desires with her sense of morality. She knows that the road ahead will be fraught with challenges and uncertainties. But for now, she pushes those thoughts aside, losing herself in the heat of the moment as she strives to fulfil her end of the bargain.

Mother: (her movements grow slower as fatigue sets in) I-I don’t know if I can… you know, take this in my mouth. It’s… it’s just too big, I can’t fit.

Dinesh: (his tone dripping with arrogance) Don’t worry, Madam. I’ll show you just how much you can fit.

Dinesh guides her hand along the length of his cock. My Mother’s muscles begin to ache with exhaustion. The weight of her obligations presses down on her, threatening to crush her beneath their weight. But even as fatigue sets in, she knows that she must persevere.

The promise of free renovations hangs in the balance. With a determined resolve, she takes a deep breath. She prepares to embark on the next phase of their forbidden encounter. Dinesh’s voice cuts through the air, urging my Mother to use her mouth, a surge of apprehension washes over her.

Her hand trembles as she contemplates his request, her mind swirling with doubts and insecurities.

Mother: (her inner voice quivers with uncertainty) Is this really happening? Am I actually going to… do this? I don’t know if I can. It’s too much, too soon. But… I have to try. For the sake of the renovations, I have to try.

With a deep breath, she leans in closer. Her lips hovered just inches away from the swollen head of Dinesh’s cock. The weight of her decision hangs heavy on her shoulders, but she knows that there’s no turning back now.

Mother: (s flicker of determination ignites within her) Okay, just the tip. I’ll start with just the tip. That should be manageable, right?

With trembling hands, she tentatively takes the pink tip of his cock into her mouth. Her lips closed around it with a hesitant embrace. She begins to explore the unfamiliar territory of oral pleasure. She can’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment mingled with trepidation.

The road ahead may be fraught with uncertainty. But for now, she focuses on the task at hand, determined to see it through to the end. Dinesh’s hand tightens around her head, and my Mother’s heart skips a beat in alarm. The sudden pressure sends a surge of panic coursing through her veins.

Her mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts.

Mother: (her inner voice screams in protest) No, this isn’t what I signed up for! I can’t handle this. It’s too much!

But before she can voice her objections, Dinesh thrusts forward, plunging his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. The sensation is overwhelming. The taste of him fills her senses as he presses against her tonsils with a relentless force.

Mother: (her mind reels in shock and discomfort, choking her) Tonsils… he’s hitting my tonsils. I can’t breathe, I can’t swallow. It’s too much, it’s too…

Her airway constricts under the pressure of his thrusts. My Mother struggles to maintain her composure. Panic grips her chest as she fights to suppress the gag reflex threatening to overtake her.

But even as her body protests, she knows that she must endure if only to fulfil her end of the bargain. With a determined resolve, she braces herself for the onslaught, praying for the strength to see it through to the end.

Dinesh: (his voice dripping with lust and arrogance) That’s it, Bitch. Take it all. You know you want it.

Mother: (her breath coming in shallow gasps as she struggles to find her voice, interspersed with soft moans of pleasure) I… I can’t… it’s too much.

Dinesh: (his grip tightens around her head as she chokes and gasps for breath) Shh… don’t fight it, Madam. Just let go and enjoy the ride.

Mother: (her body quivering with a mixture of fear and arousal, the sound of glock glock filling the air as she takes him deep into her mouth) But… but what if someone hears us? What if… someone sees?

Dinesh: (a wicked grin spreads across his face as he increases the tempo of his thrusts, his moans mingling with hers) Let them watch, Madam. Let them see how much you crave it.

As the intensity of their encounter reaches a fever pitch, my Mother struggles to keep her wits about her. Her mind reels with a dizzying array of thoughts and desires, each one more intoxicating than the last.

Mother: (her voice a breathless whisper, punctuated by the sound of choking and gagging) I… I can’t… I’m… I’m going to… vomit. This gag reflex is killing me.

Dinesh: (his pleasure mounting with each passing moment, his moans growing louder and more urgent) That’s it, Madam. Let go. Surrender to the ecstasy of the moment.

In the heat of their passion, words become unnecessary. Their bodies speak a language of their own, communicating desires and cravings that words could never convey. As they lose themselves in the throes of ecstasy, they know that this forbidden encounter will be etched in their memories forever.

My Mother’s lips caress the length of Dinesh’s cock. She feels a surge of heat radiating from deep within her. With each rhythmic movement, his cock brushes against her uvula, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

Mother: (her mind spinning with desire and anticipation) Oh… oh god. It’s touching my uvula… I can feel it… so deep inside me.

Despite the overwhelming sensation, she can’t help but revel in the taboo thrill of it all. The knowledge that she’s taking him to the brink of ecstasy fills her with a heady rush of power and arousal.

Mother: (her breath hitching with each stroke) Yes… yes, give it to me. Let me take you there… let me be the one to please you.

As Dinesh’s moans grow louder and more urgent, my Mother’s arousal reaches a fever pitch. With each passing moment, she feels herself teetering on the edge of oblivion. Her world narrowed down to the pulsating heat of their intimate connection.

Mother: (her voice a breathless whisper) I… I want to taste you. I want to feel your release inside me. Give it to me, Dinesh. Let me be the one to take you over the edge.

In the throes of passion, my Mother surrenders herself to the moment, eager to fulfil her deepest desires and cravings. Dinesh approaches the peak of his pleasure. She knows that she will be there to catch him when he falls. Dinesh’s control over the rhythm of their encounter tightens.

My Mother senses his desperate attempt to prolong their forbidden liaison. But she’s not one to be controlled so easily. With a swift movement, she releases her saree, allowing it to fall to the ground in a cascade of fabric.

At that moment, her cleavage is revealed in all its glory, a tempting invitation to indulge in the depths of her desires.

Mother: (a smirk tug at the corners of her lips as she asserts her dominance) You can try to control me, Dinesh, but you’ll never succeed. I’m the one calling the shots now.

As Dinesh’s cock brushes against her throat, my Mother revels in the feeling of power coursing through her veins. She knows she has him right where she wants him, teetering on the edge of ecstasy with nowhere to turn but into her waiting mouth.

Dinesh: (his breath coming in ragged gasps as he surrenders to her) Oh god… yes… take me… take all of me.

The fabric (pallu) falls away. My Mother’s cleavage is revealed in all its glory. A breathtaking sight captivates Dinesh’s attention and ignites a primal hunger within him. He can’t tear his gaze away from the soft curves and inviting depths that beckon him. A silent invitation to indulge in the depths of her desires.

Dinesh: (his mind racing with a mixture of desire and frustration) Damn it… I thought I had her under my control. But now… now she’s the one in charge. And her cleavage… it’s driving me wild.

Mother: (a sense of triumph washes over her as she takes him in) That’s it, Dinesh. Give it to me. Let me taste your ecstasy.

Dinesh: (his voice a hoarse whisper as he succumbs to the inevitable) Yes… yes, Madam. I’m… I’m cumming.

With a final, primal moan, Dinesh releases himself into her waiting mouth. His essence flooded her senses with a heady rush of pleasure. In that moment of surrender, my Mother knows that she has won. Her victory was sealed in the heat of their forbidden passion.

The night deepens, and the memories of their encounter linger in her mind. My Mother finds herself replaying the events over and over. She could still taste Dinesh’s essence and feel the warmth of his release as it flooded her mouth. The intensity of the moment when she swallowed every drop.

Mother: (her thoughts swirling with a mix of emotions) I can’t believe I did that. I drank all of his semen. Every drop.

She closes her eyes, the sensation still vivid in her memory. The texture, the salty tang, and the way it slid down her throat—all of it is etched into her mind.

Mother: (reflecting on the act) It was more than just a physical act. It was a surrender, a moment of complete abandon. I let go of all my inhibitions and gave in to the raw, primal desire that took over.

Her thoughts grow heavier as she grapples with the implications of her actions.

Mother: (a hint of regret in her inner voice) What have I done? Drinking his semen. It was so intimate, so personal. I crossed a line I never thought I would. And now, I can’t take it back.

Despite the lingering taste, she can’t shake the feeling of shame mixed with a strange sense of fulfilment. As she steps back into the shadows, she knows the night will haunt her/ The taste of Dinesh will remain a stark reminder of the boundaries she has crossed and the consequences she must face.

As they headed toward home, Dinesh asked for his last wish

Dinesh: (his voice tinged with desperation) Madam, please, just one kiss. That’s all I ask.

Mother: (her resolve wavering) A kiss… it’s not just a kiss, Dinesh. It’s… it’s a promise. And it’s one I can’t make.

Dinesh: (his voice tinged with desperation) “But why? What’s so special about a kiss? After what we did… after you… after you sucked my dick?”

My Mother recoils at his words, a flash of anger igniting within her at his audacity.

Mother: (her voice trembling with anger) “How dare you! A kiss is not just a kiss to me. It’s sacred. It’s something I reserve for… for someone special for my son. Someone who deserves it.

Dinesh: (his frustration boiling over) Deserves it? And I don’t? After everything we’ve been through? After the connection we shared?

Mother: (her voice rising with anger) Don’t you dare try to guilt-trip me, Dinesh! What we shared was a mistake. And I won’t let it happen again.

With those final words, my Mother turns away, leaving Dinesh standing alone on the doorstep. His heart was heavy with disappointment and shame. She disappears into the darkness of the night.

He knows that their forbidden liaison has come to an end. A bitter reminder of the boundaries they dared to cross and the consequences they must face.

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Nisha and I were taking a walk after dinner. Suddenly, Nisha noticed the boy from the beach, Yes, the brat we teased. He was with his parents. His Mom’s face seemed familiar to me. I looked carefully for a moment. Then it struck me that she might be my school friend, Neha, but I wasn’t sure.

She, too, was looking at me, trying to recognize me. Then suddenly, she asked, “Priya?” I asked, “Neha?” We hugged each other and reminisced about our school days. She introduced us to her husband, Danish, and her son, Rahul. Rahul was visibly embarrassed, knowing that I knew his mum.

He stood quietly in the background. I introduced them to my friend, Nisha. They had recently moved to our city. After a brief chat, I thought it was best to say goodbye before our husbands arrived to avoid any confusion later. I took Neha’s number, and we parted ways, heading back to our rooms.

Nisha and I decided to text our husbands to call them over. I messaged Akash, “If you want dessert, come to the room in 10 and bring your ‘gear’.” Nisha, in front of me, also messaged Imran, saying she had an itch that needed scratching. Soon, both men arrived, and we went to our respective rooms.

As soon as we entered the room, Akash took out his ‘gear’ and said, “Give me my dessert.”

Me: Wait a moment. The dressing is still pending.

I took out a bottle of honey, quickly undressed, lay on the bed, and poured it all over my body. Akash undressed and quickly buried his face between my legs. He licked all the honey clean and vigorously pleasured me with his fingers and mouth. The sensation was intense.

I soon climaxed, releasing a flood of fluids that he eagerly licked up. Even after I climaxed, he continued pleasuring me more intensely. I told him to get into the 69 position. He quickly did, continuing to pleasure me as if he were a starving child.

I took his dick into my mouth and sucked it, applying some honey from the bottle nearby. We pleasured each other in perfect sync. I inserted my finger into his rear while continuing to suck him. His body shuddered with the added stimulation. I maintained my pace, pleasuring him with my mouth and finger.

Me: Akash, I need to pee…

Akash: Me too.

Me: How about I do it in your mouth?

I placed my cunt over his mouth and started to pee. It came out in bursts, making noises, and he couldn’t drink it all. I then aimed at his face, drenching it completely. I peed for quite a while. Akash stood up and aimed at my mouth. He then started to fuck me with pure passion and raw lust.

We were exhausted, but we continued for a bit longer until both of us were satisfied. We lay there, breathless, for a while. Akash then got up and brought a wine glass. He collected the nectar from my cunt and offered me a drink. We then shared a long, passionate kiss.

The bed was quite messy. In our exhausted state, we removed the sheet and fell asleep as we were. Anyone entering our room would have thought we were wild animals. I hadn’t done anything with Akash that I hadn’t done with Imran. But Akash’s stamina was better, and I was fully satisfied.

We slept naked. When we woke up, it was 7 a.m. We planned to have breakfast at 8 and then check out to head home. When we were ready, I checked my mobile. I saw a message from Imran saying they were already at the breakfast table, waiting for us. We quickly went to join them.

Imran and Nisha looked tired, too. Imran usually goes slow but lasts long. So they might have continued their activities late into the night. We were all visibly tired. We started with strong espresso, and then Imran ordered orange juice for everyone. We took our time having breakfast and relaxing at the table.

Imran: As promised, no one will talk about what happened yesterday. We will now decide if we want to continue this in the future. Here are four slips. Everyone writes their choice. If even one person doesn’t want to continue, we will drop the idea. If everyone agrees, we will plan the next outing. If anyone has suggestions, write them down, too.

We all wrote our choices on the slips. Imran read them one by one,

Slip 1: (Nisha) Fuck Yes! Let’s continue and make it even more exciting.

Slip 2: (Akash) Absolutely. We need this. I NEED THIS.

Slip 3: (Imran) Yup, we should continue and plan a trip to a nude beach.

Slip 4: (Priya) Aye, let’s continue and try to include more people in the group.

We were all happy that everyone wanted to continue. We decided to try and expand our group by inviting trusted friends.

At that moment, I saw Neha, Danish, and Rahul approaching. I introduced them to Imran and Akash, explaining that Neha was my school friend who had recently moved to our city. They were also here for the Diwali holidays. We invited them to join our table and chatted while having breakfast.

Rahul still seemed nervous. I gave him a reassuring smile, indicating that there was nothing to worry about. Neha was one of the most beautiful girls in school. Yesterday, Rahul mentioned that his Mom’s breasts were bigger than mine and Nisha’s. He wasn’t lying.

Neha wore a sari, and her breasts were indeed large, with a significant portion visible outside her blouse. I noticed Imran and Akash admiring her, too. As we planned to check out soon, we said goodbye and headed back to our room. I told Neha to call me when she got home.

We checked out of the hotel and headed home. It was a day filled with intense experiences. Now, sitting in the car with Imran, we were a normal couple again. As promised, we didn’t talk about the previous day. Akash and Nisha dropped us off at our house and said goodbye.

I thanked Imran for the trip, and we went to our room. I felt a lot of love for Imran and hinted that I wanted his cock. I checked Vinay’s room and saw he was still asleep, probably from staying up late playing video games.

Me: Imran, Vinay is still sleeping, so please, just once.

Imran: As you wish, babe, but just oral. I don’t have the energy to do anything else right now.

Me: I don’t have the strength for anything more, either. Just let me do this.

We went to our bedroom, and I undressed Imran.

Me: Imran, should I take off my top and bra, or is this enough?

Imran: Yes, take them off. It’ll help me get ready faster. My dick is still exhausted.

I took off my top and bra, laying them on the bed. Imran sat on the bed while I knelt and played with his dick. My face was towards the bedroom door, and I noticed we had forgotten to close it in our haste. I know such a cliché, but let’s go with it, lol.

But since Vinay was asleep, I continued playing with his cock. It became evident that Imran had fucked Nisha’s ass. I took his dick in my mouth, caressing his balls with my hands. I cleaned every drop of precum from the tip with my tongue.

Suddenly, I noticed Vinay peeking through the door and watching everything. I realized it was a complicated situation; we should have closed the door. If I stopped sucking Imran’s dick now, he would find out why. I wasn’t sure how he would react.

But if I continued, Vinay wasn’t leaving and was trying to watch secretly. So, I thought, he’s already seen this side of his mother. I kept sucking Imran’s dick but with even more speed. Imran also got aroused by my speed and started moaning. I couldn’t tell him that our son was watching us.

He was thoroughly enjoying getting his dick sucked. I also forgot that my son was watching me and focused on sucking. After a while, Imran started to come, and he released his load into my mouth. I looked over to the door discreetly to see that Vinay had left. I swallowed all the cum calmly.

I didn’t want to tell Imran that we had accidentally given our son a show, so I didn’t mention it. Imran put his pants back on and, noticing the open door, said, “We should have closed it.” He worried that Vinay might have seen us. I told him I was in such a hurry that I forgot. We’ll be more careful next time.

I behaved normally with Vinay, and he acted normal, too. I didn’t let him know that I saw him watching us. Vinay also pretended everything was fine even though he had secretly watched the whole scene.

There was a strange excitement in knowing that while I was sucking Imran’s dick with my boobs out, Vinay was watching. I don’t know why, but it was thrilling.

The next day, the holidays ended. Imran went to the office, and Vinay went to college. I got a call from Neha, and I invited her for lunch. We hadn’t seen each other in a long time, so we had a lot to talk about. We chatted on the phone about normal things, and she accepted my invitation.

I asked her to come a bit early so we could go swimming. Around 11 AM, Neha rang the doorbell. We hugged each other. I made coffee for both of us, and we sat down to chat. We talked about our lives after school, our marriages, and our families.

Me: Come on, Neha, let’s go swimming. Are you ready?

Neha: Yes, I’m wearing a bikini. But won’t it be a problem here? There will be other people from the condo, right? Does anyone else wear bikinis here?

Me: Usually, the pool is empty at this time. Many ladies wear bikinis. Don’t worry about it. I’ll change too.

Neha: Okay, if you say so. Also, bring me a towel.

Me: Yeah, I have a new towel for you. And you brought underwear to change into after swimming, right?

Neha: Yes, I brought them.

Me: Okay, then put your change of clothes in this bag.

Then, I started changing in front of Neha. I got completely naked and then put on my bikini, covering up with a long top.

Neha: Wow, you’ve kept yourself in great shape.

Me: Thanks, Neha. You’ve maintained yourself well, too. Don’t mind me saying, but you’re hot.

Neha: Yes, I’ve become a bit plump, but in the right places.

We both laughed. Then we went swimming. The pool was empty except for one other lady in a bikini. Neha’s hesitation faded upon seeing this. We placed our things on two lounge chairs. I took off my top and started showering near the pool in my bikini.

Neha joined me under the shower. It was the first time I saw her in a bikini. Honestly, her boobs were barely contained by her bikini. More than half of her breasts were free. Then we both entered the pool. After swimming for a while, we stood by the side.

Me: Honestly, Neha, your boobs are amazing. I never thought they’d be this big in our school days.

Neha: They’ve become quite large. What can I do? They keep growing.

Me: I guess Danish is a big fan of boobs!

Neha: Yes, he’s been a boob fan since day one. He’s sucked more milk than Rahul.

We both laughed at this.

Me: That’s everyone’s story.

Neha: How’s your sex life these days?

Me: No complaints, Neha. It’s fine. He’s still very good in bed. How’s Danish? How many times a week does he have sex with you?

Neha: He’s also very good at sex. But these days, it’s much less frequent. We’re down to once a week. How many times do you have sex?

Me: We try daily. But at least four times a week, for sure.

Neha: Nice. I don’t know why our sex life has decreased. It feels like we’re just getting tired of it.

Me: Try something new, something exciting for both of you.

Neha: Like what? We’ve tried everything.

Me: What have you tried?

Neha: We’ve done all the positions, oral sex, anal sex, everything. We’ve even done role-plays. We’ve done every possible role-play.

Me: Have you ever had sex under the open sky, in a public place?

Neha: No, how would we do that?

Me: I don’t mean in front of the public. I mean in a public place where there are some blind spots, a quiet place where you can have sex but still have the thrill of someone catching you. Try it. It’s a different kind of excitement. Like when we met at the hotel, we had sex on the beach after dark.

Neha: Wow, that sounds exciting. I’ll see if I can convince Danish.

Me: And have you ever been with another man?

Neha: No, how’s that possible? Don’t tell me you have.

Me: No, no, how would that be possible? (I didn’t want to reveal our swap arrangement yet, as promised).

Neha: I wish I could try a different dick, but it’s not easy.

Me: That’s true. At our age, it can get a bit monotonous with the same partner. But we can try new things. I was talking to Nisha about this, too. She feels the same way. She wants to but can’t do anything.

Neha: Why didn’t you invite Nisha too?

Me: She was a bit busy this morning. I’ll invite her next time. We’ll have more to talk about.

Neha: Alright, now feed me lunch. I’m hungry.

I checked the time; it was 1 p.m., so we swam a bit more quickly. After swimming, we went to the shower room together, taking our change of clothes. After showering, I took off my bikini in front of her, and she also took off her bikini. We were both completely naked.

We admired each other’s bodies and complimented each other. Then we dried ourselves with towels. Neha put on her bra, but it was quite small for her boobs. More than half of her breasts were out. I didn’t say anything at that moment.

Then we changed clothes and went back to the room. I served lunch. Then, I brought up the topic of bras.

Me: What’s your bra size?

Neha: 38DD. You’re asking because my bra looks small, right?

Me: Yes, I mean, is it on purpose or something else?

Neha: What can I say? I bought very few bras. And in the shops here, I couldn’t find 38DD anywhere. Everyone was laughing at my boobs.

Me: Yes, that’s a problem here. Haven’t you noticed how small the girls’ breasts are here? Forget 38DD. Sometimes, even 36C and D are hard to find. Even if they have them, they are padded so that girls with small breasts can wear them with padding.

Neha: Yes, exactly. I was too embarrassed to look in more shops.

Me: I’ll take you to a local market. They have perfect bras there in all sizes.

Neha: Wow, that would be great. When should we go?

Me: Let’s go today. Tell Danish you’re going shopping. I’ll call Nisha to join us.

Neha: Okay, that sounds good. We can have coffee together too.

Then I called Nisha and invited her to the local market. Neeta and I reached the local market again. Nisha had already arrived there. We greeted each other formally and headed to the bra shop. The shopkeeper recognized us since we had shopped there many times before.

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