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A new life in a big city for a small-town girl was never going to be easy. But I had the determination to explore new horizons and challenges, which had taken me to Mumbai.

A new office and a new group of people had brought some flavour to the new life. But no friends or family had also made my time off work very tough. It’s never easy. But I thought I had done everything to settle down and get into the flow of a new start.

It had been six months. I was relatively new. But still, I blended in perfectly with my teammates and girls with whom I was sharing a flat. The workdays would pass easily. But the weekends and holidays would be particularly tough.

The other girls at my flat had people to go back to, boyfriends to have fun with and lots of other things to do.  But on one of those weekends, we girls decided to stay in and have fun by ourselves. We all had moved in together and were pretty busy with our respective lives.

But we had also forged friendships. It would only deepen further once we bonded over some drinks and food.  It was Saturday night when we decided to have fun. In case any of us were to have any hangovers, the next day would come in handy to recover and rest.

But little did we know even that would not be enough. We just had too much to consume. Or was it just me who was new to the world of drinking? Anvi and Tanya were pros in drinking, as it turned out. Whereas I, a small town girl fresh out of home, was exploring the limits to which I could handle.

Anvi and Tanya were only getting into the groove. But I began feeling like I was losing control. Without experience and knowledge of how much to drink, I had got carried away. I was happy, relaxed and craving for more as the alcohol kicked in.

But my flatmates were rushing from one cigarette to another. I was also feeling uncomfortable with the smoke that had engulfed the entire flat. I thought of moving to the terrace. The flat was on the fifth floor of a small, old building, and there were no balconies.

I took their permission and went upstairs. Being drunk, I thought how tough it was to take one full floor of stairs, being high and lacking control.  It was well past midnight. I had made my way upstairs, unaware of the time. Most of the people were deep asleep.

Here I was, trying to make sense of all that was happening around me right now.  It was dark on the ground with poor street lights. But the moon was making everything visible in shape. At least that’s what I thought. A cold breeze had dried up the sweat around my neck and shoulder.

But my back and armpits were still drenched, I felt. I was wearing white shorts and a black tank top. On the way upstairs, I had carried a stole to cover my attractive white body. I knew it was glowing under the moonlight.  I was feeling sexy from inside!

‘Should I slide my hand inside my panties and finger my pussy? Or should I use my longest finger in the butt hole?’ Random thoughts began running in my mind. I took off the stole and kept it on the floor. I spread my arms wide over my head to let the breeze dry me up.

I wasn’t wearing a bra. The top was thick enough not to show my nipples when they were not hard. Who was going to ogle here at this hour? Anvi had figured out that I had only the top on me. I had, too, since she was displaying her protruding nipples proudly.

Suddenly, a voice thundered, “Kaun hai?” from behind. Lost in the moment, I stumbled and fell hard on the floor. Water pipes were running through the floor, and on one of those, my foot got stuck, and I hit the floor hard.

It was the security guard who had ventured to the terrace at that time. His usual visit is to check the water level in the terrace tank before going to sleep. Usually, he won’t find anyone on the terrace so late in the night. So even Vijay was surprised to see a girl all by herself.

But what scared him was the way I fell into the dirt and some overflowing water. I was wincing in pain. I had not only hit the floor hard but had also banged my elbow on one of the pipes. Vijay came running and helped me up while profusely apologising for scaring me like that.

It turned out I had injured myself. My clothes were dirty, and my elbow was in severe pain. The effect of alcohol, I felt, went up higher than before. I was not feeling myself.

Vijay helped me get up. I was in pain, so he had to put my hand over his shoulders. He was sober, but I was not. He was aware of the happenings but I entirely was not. But I also had no other choice but to cede control to the man who scared me and made me fall.

Vijay helped me settle down on the cemented stairs which led to the guard’s resting room. It was locked. But there was some light coming from the nearby building’s terrace.  As we began inspecting me, I noticed Vijay’s boldness. He was sitting on his haunches.

His touching me was also increasing. He had rubbed his hands pretty hard on my silky thighs a few times when he brushed the dirt off them. Suddenly, there was a power cut, and the darkness grew further. It felt as if I could not see anything in the front for a few moments.

I felt his hand straight up approaching my boob and its nipple. He certainly grazed his hand as if to feel my nipple intentionally.

“Sorry, sorry! Main bas dekh raha tha aap apni jagah se hile to nahi?” (Sorry, sorry! I was trying to figure out if you had moved from the spot) Vijay said.

“Kya bol rahe ho? Is andhere mein kaha jaungi?” (What are you saying? Where would I go in this darkness?) I replied.

“Theek hai, yahi baitho, main generator on karke aaya.” (Please remain seated here while I go and turn on the generator) he said and left.

I had two options. I could have dragged my sorry ass back into my flat or sat out here, in the open, drunk, injured. I got my braless boob grazed by a man whom I won’t recall his face the next day. I chose the latter.

Vijay was back in five minutes from the ground floor without breaking a sweat. His breathing was normal. I stayed put on that cemented staircase, getting a bum-ache from the hard surface, dirty and sweaty.

“The generator won’t power the lift. I would not like you to go down two floors with the injuries. Let’s wait for some time and see if the power is restored,” said Vijay. He boldly made his way to sit right next to me.

I wondered what Anvi and Tanya would be doing while I sat next to the guard who was about to devour me.

“Aap ki khushbu bohut achchi hai,” (You smell very nice) he said.

“Thank you, par maine pi rakhi hai, garmi mein paseena bhi ho raha hai.” (Thank you, I am drunk, but I’m also sweating) I replied.

“Arey ladki ke paseene ki badbu hoti hi kaha hai, aap madam log to sirf mehekte ho!” (Oh, tell me which girl smells? All you madams always smell so nice) he replied.

“Ha, ye to hai par abhi mujhe kafi paseena ho raha hai,” (yes, that’s right but I’m sweating right now) I said.

I knew a few men had a fetish for female sweat and other kinky stuff. If Vijay was among them, there was only one way to figure it out.  I lifted my arm while saying I needed to check if my elbow was alright now. I knew the smell of my armpits would hit his nose.

But as it turned out, Vijay simultaneously moved much closer as if he were to bury his face in me.

“Madam, ye kaun sa perfume hai? Main apni wife ko lakar dunga, bohot achcha hai,” (Which perfume is this? I’ll get one for my wife as well.) he said.

I turned towards him to let him enjoy more of the aroma. But the heat of the moment, the closeness between us, the darkness. It all led to him burying his face in my armpits while his hand attacked my boob.

While he squeezed my boob, flicked my nipple and kissed me all over my neck, shoulder and arms. I failed to recall when was the last time someone made love to me.

Vijay did not waste any time rolling up the top to expose my boobs. He was clean-shaven. I loved having nothing in between my breasts and a man’s tongue and lips. He ate my boobs.

Yes, he ate them and not sucked them. He opened his mouth as wide as he could to take each of my 34c size boobs in his mouth. I felt only sorry that he could only open his mouth to a limit and could not fit the whole of it.

Suddenly, he rose and dropped his pants in a jiff. On night duty, he had showered perhaps a couple of hours back. He smelled, at least, not sweaty and dirty like I was. I was leaning on the stairs as he came right in front of me and shoved his dick into my mouth.

I was taken aback by the speed at which things were happening. But for once, I did not care. I did not care where I was, with whom I was and what I was doing. I was getting mouth-fucked.

Vijay’s dick was long. In darkness, I only imagined it to be black. But its thickness was enough to make me choke. I was drooling. My saliva flowed out of my mouth to slip onto my chin. Then, on my neck and between my breasts. Sure, it was a mix of my saliva and his precum.

I vaguely heard him mentioning happiness over getting a ‘madam’ to get his dick sucked. But I was also busy using my hands too. One was collecting the liquid from my chin and neck and rubbing it over my exposed nipples.

The light wind giving a chilling feeling on my nipples was something I always enjoyed. Even though my shorts were still on my waist, I slid my hand finally into the panty on this open terrace.

True to his strength, Vijay lasted a little more than five minutes when I felt a thick burst of cream hitting my throat. He shivered and moaned while I frantically fingered my pussy, hoping for a burst. I knew I wouldn’t cum while he was already done.

Right at that moment, I heard Anvi calling my name ‘Smriti, Smriti, where are you?”

Vijay was shaken to the core. He literally jumped across, pulled his pants up and just said, “Madam, ek chance dena mujhe please, aapko special wala thank you bolna hai.” (Madam, please give me one chance to say special thanks to you.).

I understood what he meant. I quickly lowered down my top and desperately wiped my face with my bare hands and shoulders to make myself look presentable. The power was back, apparently, and Anvi had come looking for me, worried.

All that she saw was Vijay and me at the same spot. Did she figure out what had just happened here?

Wait for the second part.

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Hi, pehle to shukriya is pyaar ke liye. Mujhe nahi laga tha mere alawa kisi ko desi bdsm mein interest hoga. Khair ab aage batati hu. Rukiye pehle yaad karne dijiye. Sacchi maza aa jata hai wo sab yaad karke.

To mere aaj hi bane pati aur thodi der pehle bane master ne meri aankhon par dupatta (jisko main as a ghoonghat use kar rahi thi) baandh diya. Halka gulaabi hone ke bawajood us dupatte ne meri aankhon ke saamne poora andhera kar diya. Uske bheje porn videos mein maine dupatta aur ye sab dekha tha.

Mard ka aurat ko baandh kar, blindfold karke sex karna, ya fir buri tarah se torture karna. Usne mujhe history of bdsm bhi bheji, ki kaise ancient world mein bdsm feeling ke kaaran hi aaj females’ ka current dressing style hai.

For example, the reason ladki log ke lambe baar hai, kyunki males ko hame control mein rakhne ke liye uska use pasand hai. Even skirts were introduced for women for easy and whenever-men-want sex. Saree to poora submissive banane ke liye hai. Hamara pallu ka main role hi as to serve husbands or to tie us whenever ended (breaking the fourth wall, ye story likhte samay mere pair bed se meri ek saree se bandhe hue hai, meri punishment).

Lekin ye feeling bahut alag thi. Abhi tak jis dupatte ko pehne hui thi, ab wo mera blindfold ban gaya tha.

Yash: Chinta mat karo, tumko aaj kaafi maza aayega. Mere paas tumhare liye suhagraat ka tohfa bhi hai.

Fir usne mere hatho mein ek chhota sa plastic ka saaman de diya. Us samay to main nahi samjhi, par ab bahut ache se samajhti aur use bhi karti hu.

Yash: Isi ko roz pehan ke sogi. Isko yaha rakh do, iska use baad mein hoga (jo couples ye padh rahe hai, wo samajh hi gaye honge ye kya tha?

Maine bhi ball gag ke peechhe se hmm ki awaaz nikali. Shayad Yash ko sunna tha ki main kya bolti hu, isliye usne mera ball gag hataya. Poora drooling ho raha tha. Ganda bhi lag raha tha.

Yash ne kaha: Ab khadi ho.

Mujhe gift ki hadbadi thi to baithe-baithe hi pooch liya-

Main: Batao na ki ye hai kya?

Uska hath jo tab se mere boobs ko nichodh raha tha, wo utha aur mere baalon ko badi zoro se kheenchne laga.

Main cheekh padi: Chhodho, kya kar rahe ho. Chhodho please.

Yash: Pehle tum khadi ho kutiya.

Main bus zameen par jaise-taise pair rakhi aur khadi ho gayi.

Main: Ab to chhodh do please.

Yash: Pehle bolo main Yash ki randi hu.

Main: Main pehli biwi houngi jisko suhagraat par hi uska pati randi bana deta hai. Haa haa Yash ki randi hu.

Yash: Aur zor se bolo.

Main: Koi sunn lega, ye sab kya kar rahe ho? Mere ko samajh nahi aa raha.

Yash: To sunne do, sab ko pata to chale ki ghar mein nayi randi aayi hai.

Mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha tha, ki mujhe baandh ke aur ab kya-kya karne ka socha tha wo. Mere slow replies ke kaaran wo gussa ho gaye, aur mere baalon ko kheench ke aage ki taraf le jaane lage.

Main: Kya kar rahe ho?

Yash: Bahut sharam aati hai na tujhe, my little slave. Ye tumne kya pehna hai?

Main: Heels.

Yash: Aur maine kya kaha tha? Main: Yahi kaha tha.

Yash: Pencil heels kaha tha maine, ye ek inch wali chappal nahi. Tumko videos bheji thi na maine? Ab ek kaam karo, maine waha shoe rack mein ek pencil heels rakhi hai. Wo pehan ke aao

Jis shoe rack ki baat ho rahi thi, wo hall mein rakha hua tha.

Main: Par main kaise jau? Mujhe kholiye to pehle.

Main aise-kaise jau? Koi bhi dekh lega. Mujhe kuch dikh nahi raha hai. Main hall tak pahunchu kaise? Aur mere hath aur pairon mein cuffs lage hue hai.

Yash: Acha ruko, main le aata hu.

Wo mujhe bandha chhodh baahar chale gaye. Mujhe gate lagane ki awaaz aayi to shayad bahaar se band kar gaye the.

Do minute mein wapas aaye. Main wahi ek obedient wife ki tarah khadi thi, bandhi aur horny (hath bandhe rehne ka ye bada nuksaan hai. Aap khud ko bhi khush nahi kar sakte).

Yash: Maine dekh liya hall mein sirf do log hai, aur wo bhi so gaye hai.

Main: Acha aur wo heels jo aap keh rahe hai?

Yash: Haa room ke baahar seedha-seedha corridor mein jaana, wahi rakh diya. Pehan ke le aana.

Itna bol ke usne mujhe baahar dhakel diya. Mujhe bahut ganda aur darr lag raha tha. Main langdate-langdate seedhi (sach bolu to seedha ulta kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha) 5 kadam (mujhe 15-20 se kam nahi lage honge. Par bandhe hone kaaran main bahut chhote-chhote steps le rahi thi). Main dheere-dheere wapas aayi. Fir main room mein ghusi hi thi ki mujhe ek zor se thappad pada. Mujhe laga ki maa ji jaag gayi ya aur koi tha kya.

Main: Kon hai, kon hai?

Yash: Main hu randi, tera pati.

Ab main kaafi ghabra aur kaafi garam bhi ho gayi thi.

Main: Wo thappad? Maine kiya kya hai?

Usne mera muh zor se dabaya, aur ek hath se thighs ragad raha tha.

Yash: Randi, saali, maine tumko heels pehan ke laane ke liye bola tha.

Main: Par Yash, mujhe kuch dikh…

Itna bolte hi ek aur thappad. Ye achanak se milne waale thappad, upar se blindfold, kuch samajh hi nahi raha tha. Mujhe bas Yash ji ke sath sex karna tha, normal sex.

Yash: Tu apne maalik ko naam se bulayegi? Kutiya, ruk tujhe aise hi aadha nanga khada karta hu ghar ke bahaar. Papa ji hai waha, unko apna aadha nanga shareer dikha.

Main: Maaf kardo, please sorry. Bataye kya bulau aapko?

Yash: Master, boss, daddy kuch bhi kutiya.

Main: Ok daddy. Chal ab neeche baith aur ye heels pehan. Iske baad teri sawari karunga.

Main neeche baithi, unhone (haa main unhe ab izzat se hi bulati hu us din ke baad se) mujhe ek-ek karke dono heels pakdaye, aur pehanne mein bhi madad ki. Shayad ab wo bhi bechian ho rahe the.

Yash: Chal kutiya, main bistar pe let-ta hu, tu waha pahunch.

Main samajh gayi ki abhi aur beizzat karenge. Unhone heels bhi mujhe isliye pehnaye, kyunki unke according heels aurat ko diye hi isliye gaye the, taaki unki speed kaafi slow ho jaye, aur wo apne mard se bhaag na paye.

Unki heels poori pencil heels, chalti kaise? Main to bina support ke khadi nahi ho paa rahi thi.

Zameen pe thoda rengte-rengte mujhe table kuch dikha, jise pakad ke main khadi ho gayi. Table chhodh ke jo hi pehla kadam li, seedha gir gayi.

Yash: Jaldi uth aur aa.

Mujhe ye khel ab aur samajh nahi aa raha tha. Mujhe bas chahiye tha ki ab wo mujhe yahi aise hi pel de. Main jaise-taise rengte-rengte aur kuch-kuch chalti, waha pahunchi. Pahunchte hi unhone meri nabhi ka paas se meri saree ka ek sira pakda, aur mujhe poora ghuma ke meri saree khol di. Ghoomne aur heels ke kaaran main bistar par gir gayi.

Aur unhone fir mujhe bistar se uthaya aur bistar par hi fenk diya. Lag raha tha unhe mere sath khelne mein maza aa raha tha. Pagal bhediye ki tarah chaatne aur choosne lage wo mujhe. Mujhse khud sabar nahi ho raha tha, aur main tadap ke maare bas cheekh rahi thi. Ab laga bas ab sex ho hi jayega. Lekin nahi, unhe abhi aur khel khelna tha.

Unhone mujhe sideways litaya aur neeche ki taraf le-jaa ke bole: Ek aurat jitna acha choosti hai, utna hi ghuswane mein kam dard deta hai. Isliye tum agle 10 minute tak lagataar mera lund apne muh mein rakhogi, aur choosti rahogi lollipop jaise. Yaad rahe lund bahaar nahi chahiye 10 minute tak.

Kaabu ab mujhse bhi nahi ho raha tha, maine bhi bina ye samjhe ki 10 minute kitna zyada hota hai (males apni females partner se poocho, lund agar gale tak aa jaye to kaisa lagta hai), unka lund apne muh mein le liya. Gag naa ho jau isliye zyada andar nahi liya, aur jeebh se chaatne lagi.

3-4 minute hi hue honge ki unhone mere sir par hath rakha aur dheere-dheere andar push karne lage. Main resist karti to wo aur strict ho jaate, aur mujhe torture karne ka unhe mauka mil jata. Isliye maine bhi aaram se khud ko free chhodh diya. Initially kuch der theek the, fir unhone achanak se raftaar badha di, aur junglee ke jaise mere muh ko aage-peeche karne lage.

Muh se thook ki nadiya nikal rahi thi. Pata nahi unhe ye dekh ke maza aa raha tha kya. Unke lund se mere muh ki chudai ke baad ab meri chut ki chudai ki baari aakhir aa hi gayi.

Unka ek hath mere blouse ke upar tha. Unhone blouse ke upar se mere boobs dabane chaalu kiye. Wahi unka unka doosra hath mere petticoat (jo main unke according hi kaafi tight baandha tha) mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha tha.

Aakhir-kaar wo meri panty ke upar se meri chut ko rub karne lage. Wo ye sab karte-karte ek-dum bekaabu ho gaye, aur main bhi. Main kutiya jaisi chillane lagi. Mujhe bas unka lund chahiye tha mujhe berehmi se pelte hue.

Unhone mere baal kheenche, aur mujhe uthaya.

Yash: Kutiya, apne muh se laal chua.

Maine laal chuana shuru kiya. Fir usne ek soft kapda jaisa kuch mere hontho se almost touch mein rakha, aur thookne ke liye kaha. Mujhe ye to samajh aa gaya tha ki unki fantasy bas mujhe humiliate karna tha.

Main: Pel do master, pel do master.

Wo bhi mujhe aisa pagal hote dekh khush ho rahe honge.

Yash: Saali, jaise tu chilla rahi hai, saara mohalla tujhe pelne aa jayega.

Itna bolte hi unhone ek aadha geela kapda mere muh mein thoos diya. Main samajh gayi thi ki yahi kapda tha jisme main thooki thi.

Yash: Kaisi lagi apni chut ki khushbu (ab tak main khud hi samajh gayi thi ki ye panty thi)?

Mujhe itna ganda lag raha tha, wahi panty jo maine kitni der se pehni hui thi, jisme maine thooka tha, ab wo mere muh mein thi. Mann kar raha tha, jeebh se dhakka deke gira du, par pata nahi kyun sirf chudai par dhyan tha. Mujhe ghodi ban ke unki ghud-sawari bahut achi lag rahi thi.

Yash: Chaat apni chaddi ko kutiya. Mujhe ye poori geeli chahiye. Ek-ek kona jeebh se chaat kar saaf kar randi.

Main nahi chaat-ti to unhe pata nahi chalta. Waise bhi mere muh ki thook se geeli to lagbhag ho hi gayi thi. Par fir maine unki baat ek achi randi ki tarah maan li. Kaafi maza aa raha tha aise beizzat hone mein.

Ab main aur zor-zor se aahen bhar rahi thi, aur chilla rahi thi. Kya chilla rahi thi ye na unhe samajh aaya na mujhe.

Yash: Ruk kutiya, tu aise nahi maanegi.

Ye bol ke unhone apna hath mujhse hataya, aur kuch der baad mere hontho ko dupatte se cover karne lage (Ye wahi dupatta tha jisko maine apna ghoonghat banaya tha). Ab panty bilkul cover aur tight thi. Meri jeebh bina meri panty ko chhue ab andar reh hi nahi sakti thi.

Bata nahi sakti mujhe kitna maza aaya us raat. Ek jallaad ki tarah bas chodte rahe wo, jaise ek kutta road par kisi kutiya ko chodta hai.

Ye sab likhte hui bhi main itni garam ho gayi hu. Meri ungliyan kaamp rahe hai, jaise us raat heels mein mere pair kaamp rahe the, aur chudwaate samay meri taange.

Chudai ke dauran paani bhi nikla. Ab main thak chuki thi. Ek baar garmi utarti to wo apne lund ke 4-5 jhatko se fir meri chut ko apne lund ka pyasa bana dete. Sach mujhe khoob acha laga ki mere pati ne mujhe aurat hone ka asli matlab samjhaya.

Ab dono ki garmi nikal chuki thi. Unhone dheere-dheere meri body se sab kuch hata diya tha, panty, cuffs, dupatta, blouse (poori chudai ki samay jo bhi bas aage se khule the, aur mere shoulders se halka gira diye gaye the), heels (haa main poore sex ke samay heels pehni hui thi), wagaira wagaira. Maine unko pakad ke bas aankhen band kar li thi.

Main: Kaisi gazab raat thi na ye, ji

Yash: Kutiya raat abhi khatam kaha hui hai.

Ye keh ke usne mujhe god mein utha liya.

Yash: Randi saali, maalik ke bagal mein soyegi?

Ye keh ke wo mujhe hamari main almirah ke saamne le aaya, aur almirah ka darwaza khola. Upar wala partition unhone poora khaali kar diya tha. Unhone mujhe us almirah ke andar jaake chhodh diya.

Yash: So idhar kutiya.

Main itni thaki hui thi ki mujhe kahi bhi neend aa jati. Isliye bina kuch bole maine aankhen band kar di. Unhone gate bhi band kar diya. Poora andhera ho gaya.

Haa almost so hi gayi thi. Lekin thodi der baad wo aaye, aur mujhe utha ke bed par wapas le gaye.

Yash: Maza aa gaya (he said smiling).

Apni fantasies poori karne ke baad wo bahut sweet behave karte the, aur bahut khayaal rakhte the. Sacchi guys, wo raat maza aa gaya.

Waise if you are thinking ki series khatam ho gayi to nahi. Ek user mujhse roz meri lifestyle poochta hai, to main apni series continue karungi, aur apne daily schedules bataungi. Maine aur mere husband ne mere liye kya-kya decide kiya hai, my weekly routines, our experiments, my submission, his dominance, extreme to the basic daily chores, everything! Stay tuned!

Ye series maine thodi hadbadi mein likhi, seeing the love and eagerness of some of the readers. Show me your love again, so that I can speed up again! And, please don’t text mein for suhagraat pics. I’m just a writer, so text me if you want to share your own story.

Just stay connected. Share updates on new things. Do some experiments, or have got any new bdsm toy (I love to see what other people are doing in the world of BDSM).

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Salesman: Good evening, ma’am. I see you have a new friend today.

Nisha: Yes, she’s the one shopping today. We’re just here to look around.
Salesman: What size do you need, madam?

Neha: 38DD.

Salesman: Okay, madam.

The salesman then showed us several bras in size 38DD. Neha was pleased to see such a wide selection available.

Me: Neha, do you want to try one on? Just to check the size?

Neha: Do they allow trying here? It would be nice to try one before buying.

Salesman: Madam, we don’t usually allow bras and panties to be tried on, but since you’re her friend, you can try. Which one would you like to try?

Neha: Anyone will do.

The salesman handed Neha a bra to try on. There wasn’t a proper trial room, but there was a small office-like space we used. Neha went there to try it on.

Nisha: So, have you talked about the group yet?

Me: Kind of. We’ll discuss it over coffee later. We’ll approach it as if we’re also new to this arrangement. Honestly, Nisha, Neha has really nice boobs. She’s so fair, and her nipples are pink. Even girls would envy her.

Nisha: Did you see them?

Me: Yes, after swimming, during the shower.

Nisha: You sly fox, I want to see them too.

Me: Go and see while she’s trying it on.

Nisha and I went towards the trial room. The salesman understood and stepped aside. Nisha opened the gate.

Nisha: Did you try it on? Is it okay?

Neha: Yes, it’s fine. Look.

Neha turned towards us, wearing the bra. It fits well. Nisha even touched it a bit to check.

Nisha: Try one more. It’s the local market, so just to be sure.

I signalled the salesman for another bra, pointing to a transparent one. He handed it to Neha. Nisha didn’t move away from the door, so Neha didn’t close it.

Me: Don’t worry, he’s on the side. Go ahead and try it on.

Neha removed the first bra. Nisha stared at her bare breasts. Neha then tried the transparent bra, which also fit well.

Neha: This one fits well too. Thanks, guys. You’ve solved my problem.

Nisha squeezed her breasts lightly and said, “No need to thank us, we just helped out.” We all laughed. Neha got dressed and came out. She bought ten bras of different types. Then we decided to go to a nearby coffee shop. Neha treated us to coffee to help her out. We relaxed and chatted over coffee.

Nisha: Neha, you’re really hot
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Neha: Thanks. You’re hot, too.

Nisha: Hmm, actually, all three of us are hot. So, what’s going on? What did you two do today?

Me: Nothing much, just reminisced about old times and went swimming.

Nisha: You went swimming without me? Not cool.

Me: Next time, we’ll all go together.

Neha: Yes, it will be fun.

Nisha: What kind of fun, Neha? Did I do anything funny with you? She doesn’t do anything with me even though I’ve offered myself multiple times.

Me: Haha, very funny. No, we just talked a lot.

Nisha: What did you talk about?

Neha: Nothing special, just about our old times and married life.

Me: Nisha, Neha hasn’t had any other guy till now. Same story as ours.

Nisha: I know, right?  We can only talk together. What else can we do?

Neha: Tell me, how often do you get laid these days?

Me: These days, it’s quite rare.

Nisha: Looking at you, it doesn’t seem like your husband leaves you without sex.

Neha: There was a time he did it every day.

Nisha: Then how do you deal with the itch?

Neha: Sometimes, I finger myself in the bathtub.

Nisha: Fingering won’t do much for your itch. You need a big one. What’s your husband’s size?

Neha: What else can I do? I don’t have any other choice. Danish’s size is around 8 inches.

Nisha: Wow, then Danish’s is bigger than Imran’s.

Neha: How do you know Imran’s size?

Nisha: Just like I know Danish’s size.

Neha: Oh, I thought you had sex with Imran.

Nisha: If it were possible, I would have. Not just Imran, I would have taken Danish’s too.

Me: Yes, you can have everyone’s, and I’ll just stick to one.

Nisha: No, darling, you too should try Akash’s and Danish’s. Neha, do you mind sharing Danish’s?

Neha: Talking about it is fine, but it’s not possible. But it would be nice if we could share each other’s husbands.

Nisha: Yes, it would be nice. But you said it’s not possible.

Me: Honestly, if we could share our husbands, it would be great. Everyone would enjoy it, and it would remain our secret.

Nisha: Look, Me, we’ve been talking about this for so long. But it’s not true that it’s impossible. You know, girl power and all that shit.

Neha: What girl power?

Nisha: Look, if we three can convince our husbands individually from our angles, and we all agree to group swapping, then it can happen. It won’t go beyond our group.

Neha: But how do we tell our husbands?

Me: Suppose I have to tell Imran, I would spin the conversation in such a way that he would suggest swapping himself. Convincing husbands should be easy. Everyone can talk in their way.

Neha: Yes, and they might agree quickly, thinking they’ll get another woman. They’ll get excited immediately.

Nisha: So, it’s decided that we will talk to our husbands about it. We’ll try to make the swapping plan successful. We’ll keep trying until they agree.

Neha: Amen

Me: Amen

We shook hands to finalize this decision. I had brought Nisha along because she could talk openly about such things. Neha had an open mind, so it wasn’t very difficult. Then Danish called, and Neha had to leave early. Nisha dropped me home.

Me: So, Nisha, do you think Neha and Danish are in?

Nisha: 100 per cent.

Me: The group has grown a bit. But don’t you think we should add another couple before the next plan?

Nisha: Fuck, Priya, you are one insatiable woman! But you are not wrong. I talked to Akash. He mentioned about his junior, Raj. Akash spoke to him, and he said he’s open to the idea, but he won’t tell his wife himself. I’ve met his wife, Preeti. She seemed a very nice, homely, countryside girl from Bihar. But it didn’t seem like she would be into this.

Me: Then?

Nisha: Nothing, Akash asked me to talk to her without mentioning that Raj is already on board. You know, to see if she’s open to the idea.

Me: Bitch! Talk to her then.

Nisha: I won’t do it alone. You should be there too. We’ll try. It might be a bit difficult, but what’s the harm in trying? I’ve called her over tomorrow. You come too. We’ll have lunch at my place.

Nisha dropped me home. The next day at 11, I reached her place. Preeti had also arrived. We introduced ourselves and started chatting.

Nisha: Preeti, let me know if you get bored.

Preeti: No, Didi, it’s nice to have a ladies’ chat.

Nisha: So, what’s going on? Is Raj keeping you happy?

Preeti: Yes, Didi.

Me: When did you get married?

Preeti: It’s been five years, Priya Didi.

Me: Only five years, so there must still be a spark in your married life. Enjoy it.

Preeti: Didi, will the spark fade over time?

Nisha: With time, it happens, Preeti. Both of us have been married for over 20 years. Do you think the same spark will last 20 years?

Preeti: So, does Akashji not love you anymore?

Nisha: No, he loves me a lot. But if you’re talking about that kind of love, yes, it has reduced.

Preeti: Yes, Didi, that kind of love does fade. After our daughter was born, even Raj didn’t love me like he did in the first two years.

Nisha: Should I talk to Raj about why he doesn’t love my sister?

Preeti: No, No, No, please, Didi, don’t! he loves me a lot. I was talking about that kind of love.

Nisha: What do you call that kind of love?

Preeti: Raj and I call it making khichdi.

Nisha and I burst laughing at this girl’s naivete.

Nisha: Wow, you two are so cute. Do you know what we call it?

Preeti: Making love?

Nisha: No, not that formal. We call it chudai. Like, I get fucked by Akash every day.

Preeti: I know the word chudai Didi, mein inti bhi bholi nahi. (I’m not a simpleton)

Me: Then what do you call the Dick and the Cunt?

Preeti: I call the Dick ‘babu’ and the Cunt ‘kali.’

Me: LMAO, Fuck, this girl is hilarious!

Nisha: Let’s do one thing. You all stop calling it babu. Instead, openly use the words Dick, Pussy, Cunt, Asshole, sex, anal, etc. It will bring excitement on its own. Today, tell Raj to fuck you with his cock and tear your pussy apart.

Preeti: No, Didi. Won’t he feel bad if I say it like that? I don’t even call him by his name. I can’t do it. What if he gets angry?

Me: I don’t think any man on this earth will have a problem with a woman asking him to bury his dick deep inside her pussy or ass hole.

Preeti: Didi, I think gays will

Then, all three laughed.

Preeti: Didi, can you give me some more kichdi tips?

Nisha: What?

Preeti: You know sex tips. I really enjoy being fucked. Sometimes I can’t tell Raj that I miss his dick.

Nisha: Now you’re talking right.

Me: Have you taken Raj’s cock in your butt?

Preeti: I tried, Didi. It’s really hard to take it in the ass.

Me: Then, first, you should practice this. For a few days, take his dick in the butt. Practice will make it easier.

Nisha: And do you suck his dick or not?

Preeti: Yes, Didi, that I do.

Me: Have you ever taken his entire cum in your mouth and tasted it?

Preeti: No, Didi, I don’t think I can do that. I think I’ll throw up. Does it even taste good?

Me: I drink it all. Try taking his jizz in your mouth sometimes and then invite him to kiss. Both of you can taste his hot cum together. Its an acquired taste.

Nisha: And does Raj lick your pussy?

Preeti: Yes, Didi, he does, but he doesn’t enjoy it much.

Nisha: It seems like Raj needs some training.

Preeti: Didi, I really enjoy it when he licks my pussy. But he doesn’t do it for long, and I feel too shy to ask him for more.

Me: So the problem lies with Raj. He needs to learn more. See, couples should talk openly with each other. He will never feel bad if you tell him what you like during sex. If you talk, he will understand on his own and will do more of what you like.

Preeti: Didi, do you watch porn?

Nisha: Is that even a question? Who doesn’t watch porn?

Preeti: What type of porn do you both like to watch?

Nisha: Priya and I both watch MILF porn, where a young boy fucks a woman like us.

Preeti: Wow, Didi, do you watch it together?

Nisha: Yes, sometimes, but usually, we watch separately.

Preeti: Do you then get fucked by young boys?

Me: No, that’s not possible, so we have to make do by watching. What type of porn do you watch?

Preeti: Actually, I like all types. But there is one genre I love the most. Promise you won’t tell anyone.

Nisha: Do you think we would tell anyone? You’re like our little sister.

Preeti: I like watching lesbian porn the most. Is there something wrong with me?

Me: Tell me, does seeing a dick make your pussy leak? Have you ever felt disinterested in seeing a cock?

Preeti: No, Didi, that has never happened.

Me: Then there’s nothing wrong with you. It could be that you like having your pussy licked so much that you prefer those types of porn. In lesbian porn, they intensely lick each other’s cunts.

Preeti: Yes, Didi, that’s why I watch it. Have you both ever seen each other’s pussies?

Nisha: Pussy? We’ve seen each other completely naked, kiddo. We are best friends. We don’t have sex but discuss everything else.

Preeti: You both are so good. I wish I had a friend like that with whom I could talk openly.

Me: We have considered you our little sister now, and you’re looking for a friend elsewhere.

Nisha: Preeti, look, you can share anything with us. We have shared so much with each other.

Me: Yes, Preeti, honestly, we like talking about these things. It makes us want to have a lot of sex. Then we go home and have sex with our husbands.

Nisha: You’re still feeling shy, aren’t you? Let’s do one thing. Let’s all get completely naked and talk to each other. All the shyness will go away.

Then Nisha and I took off our clothes. Nisha removed my bra and panties, and I removed hers. Preeti was still a little shy. Then Nisha made her stand up. Preeti also took off her clothes, standing there in just her bra and panties. She was looking at us.

Then I removed her bra, and Nisha removed her panties. Then Nisha said, let’s go to the bedroom and talk naked on the bed. Nisha and I went to the kitchen to get some chips and drinks.

Nisha: Priya, she can be seduced, but I think we need to show her heaven first.

Me: Are you suggesting that we both should lick her pussy?

Nisha: That’s why you’re my best friend. You understand everything. Let’s talk in that direction. Once she tastes it, she might agree with everything we say.

Then, all three of us went to Nisha’s bedroom. Nisha lay on the right side of the bed, I placed Preeti in the middle, and I lay on the left.

Nisha: Preeti, your breasts are really nice. Raj must be licking them all the time.

Preeti: Yes, Didi, he is crazy about my breasts.

Me: Anyone could be crazy about your breasts, kiddo. They are so small and cute.

While talking, I was caressing Preeti’s left breast, and Nisha was caressing her right breast, touching them lovingly.

Preeti: Didi, your breasts are lovely, too. You two are so good that any young man would be ready to fuck you.

Nisha: How many people have licked your pussy?

Preeti: Just Raj, Didi, honestly. No one else. Have you two had anyone else lick you?

Me: Forget about us. Today’s topic is you. Tell me, do you ever wish someone else licks your pussy?

Preeti: Raj doesn’t do it much, Didi, so I wish someone could lick my pussy like crazy.

Then Nisha touched Preeti’s pussy.

Me: How does it feel when Nisha touches your pussy?

Preeti: Ahh! It feels good.

Nisha then moved closer to her pussy, caressing it well, especially her clitoris.

Me: How does it feel now, Preeti?

Preeti: It feels very good, Didi.

Me: Do you want to take Didi’s breast in your mouth?

As soon as Preeti heard this, she took one of my breasts in her mouth and started caressing the other breast. Meanwhile, Nisha poured some honey on her pussy and began licking it. After licking all the honey, Nisha opened her pussy lips and started licking.

Preeti was enjoying it a lot. She started sucking my breast harder. The more Nisha licked her pussy, the harder she sucked my boob. I also offered her the other breast, which she quickly took into her mouth.

Nisha then started licking her clitoris vigorously and inserted a finger into her butt, licking both her pussy and butt. By now, Preeti was very aroused.

Me: Do you want to take my pussy in your mouth?

Preeti: Please, Didi, give it to me.

Then I got up and placed my pussy in Preeti’s mouth. Meanwhile, Nisha continued to lick her pussy and finger her butt. This turned me on. I started caressing my breasts and pressed my clean-shaven pussy more into Preeti’s mouth. Preeti kept sucking my pussy juices without stopping.

Nisha then inserted three fingers into her pussy  and started fingering it while licking her clitoris. Preeti couldn’t hold it anymore and released her fluids. Nisha continued the process. When Nisha teased her clitoris, Preeti went crazy and started sucking my clitoris as well.

My pussy was in Preeti’s mouth, Preeti’s pussy was in Nisha’s mouth. Nisha’s pussy was still alone. Nisha started fingering her pussy occasionally while continuing to lick Preeti’s pussy. Then I moved my pussy from Preeti’s mouth and shifted her a bit. I then lay down and gave my pussy to Preeti.

Now, our position was like a triangle. Nisha was licking Preeti’s pussy, I was licking Nisha’s, and Preeti was licking me. (Don’t try this when you hit a certain age. I got cramps twice, lol) It was my first Lesbian experience, and I admit it was fucking awesome.

I was happy that my first time would be with my best friend, Nisha. But Preeti was licking my pussy so well that it felt really good. I started doing to Nisha what Preeti was doing to me, so I got used to it quickly. Now all three of us were licking each other’s cunts.

Preeti then put a finger in my butt and spread my pussy wide open, licking it passionately. I did something similar with Nisha. Nisha’s pussy was also releasing a lot of juices. Since I had already tasted my fluid, it wasn’t a new taste. But there was an excitement.

Nisha started releasing her fluid, and I began releasing mine into Preeti’s mouth. Preeti licked all my fluid dry. She was eating my pussy like a nymphomaniac (so much for a countryside girl). We continued this process until all three of us were exhausted.

During this, Preeti had cum thrice, and Nisha and I had two orgasms. Then, tired, we all cuddled up and relaxed.

Preeti: Thanks, sisters, you both are very good. I’ve never had this much satisfaction before.

Nisha: You’re our little sister; we’ll do anything for you.

Me: Yeah, we had never done this before, you know. But we felt like you needed it, so we supported you.

Nisha: Yeah, I hope you enjoyed it. You might also be thinking that I called you here for this.

Preeti: No, Didi, I know I hinted at going in this direction. Otherwise, you two were only talking about dicks.

Me: Yes, to be honest, for me, sex isn’t complete without a dick. I told you how much I love drinking cum. If I can’t do that, I can’t sleep. But this was good, too.

Preeti: Sorry if I made you do this. But I enjoyed it a lot. Nisha Didi, you eat pussy so well. It didn’t feel like you were doing it for the first time.

Nisha: haah, haan mein to Priya ki choot and gand hi chati rehti hoon subah se shaam. (Yeah, right! Of course, I spend all day licking Priya’s ass)

Preeti: No, Didi, I meant it as a compliment. Right now, I feel like jumping around naked with joy.

Me: Then jump.

Preeti: I can do anything for you. If you need any help, let me know.

Nisha and I were waiting for this. Now, it seemed like it might work.

Nisha: If you promise not to tell anyone, we want to share something with you.

Preeti: Tell me, I promise I won’t tell anyone.

Nisha: Look, if you feel bad, you can say no, and don’t ever discuss it with anyone.

Preeti: What’s happening, Didi? Why are you creating suspense?

Me: Look, you said you’d do anything for us, so we’re saying this. You know how much we love dicks.

Nisha: Yes, so your job is to arrange some for us.

Preeti: How, Didi?

Nisha: Listen to the whole thing first. We’re bored of getting fucked by the same dick. We’ve even slept with each other’s husbands to get different tastes.

Me: Don’t be so shocked. Yes, I’ve had sex with Akash, and she is with my husband. Now, we want you and Raj to join this group.

Nisha: If you say yes, Aakash will talk to Raj. You need to hint at him and tell him, “Nisha Didi is planning something. If you want to be a part of it, I have no problem.”

Me: Trust me, you won’t lose out. Imran and Akash are great at sex. They’ll satisfy your thirst well. You’ll get a new Dick. We’ll all have sex with different men. You’ll never get bored of sex. Think about it and let us know.

Preeti: You two had sex with each other’s husbands! Wow, you ladies are amazing.

Nisha: We told you the whole plan, and you’re stuck on the fact that we slept with each other’s husbands. You and Raj can join us if you want

Preeti:  I already promised that I’d do anything for you two. So, I’m ready. I’ll hint to Raj, too. But can I say something?

Nisha: Don’t say it’s wrong.

Me: No, she’s not saying that. She’s saying she’ll stay in the swapping group. But she also wants to continue what happened between the three of us today. Isn’t that right?

Nisha: Oh, is that what she’s implying?

Preeti: Yes, Didi, this is our secret. Please, the three of us should continue what happened today sometimes.

Then, the three of us decided that this secret would be separate from the swapping group. We wouldn’t tell our husbands about this. This way, Nisha and I expanded our group. The next trip was going to be even more fun. That was for sure.

We had lunch and went to our homes. While saying goodbye, we kissed each other’s lips. By the next day, Neeta had also confirmed that they were in.

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This story will be narrated from the footsteps of husband Jeshwant.

My (Jeshwant) drenched juicy dick was pounding deep into the pussy of bent Charulatha. “Ahh. Jeshu,” Charu was moaning with her sweet, girly tone. My thick cock continued to pierce into the hole between her meaty, bubble-ass cheek.

Her milky ass cheeks jiggled with my every pounce. My hands firmly held the sides of her sexy ass cheeks. I pushed my dick as deep as I could. Charu cried, “Ufff. Jeshu.” That’s when my phone started ringing for the second time on the bedside table.

My attention moved from Charu’s meaty ass to the phone’s display with my wife’s picture. The call was from Shreya, my wife. Charu sensed the slowing pace of my dick and the reducing girth. Even after informing my wife about being late due to extra work at the office, Shreya called me.

Shreya might have called to ask whether I had dinner or not. Shreya was a lovely wife. Charu, kneeling and bending on the bed, quickly reached for my phone and silenced it. Charu even turned the phone upside down. “Ah, Jeshu,” she moaned, moving her ass into me to bring my attention back to her ass.

Charu is my office colleague. I had been banging the 28-year-old 5-foot-tall hottie for the past 3 years. But after her marriage a year back, our meets and fucks dried out.

Charu crawled around and dragged me over her. She then pushed me onto the bed, saying, “It’s been six months. I was waiting for this day, Jeshu. I missed you and your dick very badly.” Her comments brought back the bull mode. She expected me to reply, but I stayed mum.

She wiped clean my dick off all her juices with her clothes. “Jeshu,” her lips near mine. The way she utters my name, especially in bed, was always poisonous to hear. My hungry instincts made me grab her chin and lock onto her lips.

I suck her lips like drawing honey out of the net. She breaks the kiss, “Ah. I loved this bull side of you, Jeshu. Keep kissing. Ufff,” she locked her lips again. This kiss was much wetter and wilder than the one when we started. She placed my hands over her massive soft boobs.

Charu climbed with her hefty 36-sized firm boobs held unfulfillingly into my hands. I squeezed her cushiony boobs and rubbed/pulled her small dark nipples with our continued kissing. Her soft hands grabbed my dick which was ready and rock hard again. She broke the kiss and moved to my dick.

Charu was excellent at using her lips and tongue on my dick. She always gave me an unforgettable blowjob. The way she grabs the dick. The way her thick wet tongue slides along the sides of my nervy cock, reaching the dick head. The way her small lips gulp my balls one after the other.

The way her killer eyes watch me while her lips suck the tip of my dick head. The way her long hair gently touch and move around my dick. Holding her hair, the moan and words automatically come out of my lips, “Ahhh. Charuu. Keep sucking. Ufff.” The way she rubs the dick head a feathery rub with the tip of her index finger.

Oh god, neither my wife Shreya nor other women gave me such a blowjob. After preparing my dick, she climbed and positioned herself over me. She holds my cock and slides into her, “Jeshhu. Ahh.” Charu closed her eyes, resting her bangles-laden hands on my chest.

She starts to move her hips, moving my dick in and out of her pussy. Her heavy boobs jiggle as she moves. Oh god, I can’t digest her seductive expression. That’s when I remembered that this was her husband’s place. We waited six months for a day for her hubby to be away.

This was only the second meeting after Charu’s marriage. Moving her hips in circles, she bends and starts sucking my chest and nipples. Charu was always horny in bed. “Yeshu. Fuck me,” she climbs down and moves to sleep at the edge of the bed.

She enjoys me pounding her hard with my dick hitting her pussy with a sound. After my wife’s call, Charu had tempted me wild. I quickly moved and pushed my cock into her after raising her legs. I lunged my cock with huge thrusts, harder and harder.

With every thrust, Charu cried moans. She had played music in the hall to muffle the noise from reaching the neighbouring houses of the apartment. I kept pounding her. I understood she was nearing her orgasm when she gasped for air and said, “Yes, don’t stop.”

That’s when I started rubbing the clitoral hood after every thrust. I then increased the pace of thrusts. Breathing heavily, she relieves with a smile. My dick oozed with her juices. I, too, wanted to relieve. I slapped her boobs and pounded her till my cum built up.

I pull out and shoot my cum all over her boobs and navel. A few droplets fall over her neck and bed. Both sweating, we huddle and sleep, hugging each other. The time was half past midnight.

“When is he returning?” I ask about her husband. “Tomorrow. Don’t talk about him, Jeshu,” she replies.

I take a shower using her hubby’s body wash. I bid bye with a tight hug and a wild kiss. I drive back home with the taste of Charu on my lips.

I enter the dark home, tired of fucking Charu with only a single LED glowing over the dining table. I could watch my wife and 5-year-old son sleeping in the bedroom. I switch to night clothes, latch the main door, and sneak under the blanket next to my son.

Shreya, with closed eyes, moves to sleep next to me, moving my son away. She mumbled in sleep, “Did you eat? So much work, ha?” She wraps her arm around me, hugging me into a spoon. She slept, cramming her face onto my back.

For the first time in years, I felt a tinge of guilt while my wife’s warm breath hit my back. Being tired, sleep should have come so easily to me. But that night, I could not sleep. All my unfaithful days started moving around me. The first instance of cheating my wife up until tonight.

In our 7 years of marriage, I had been with 5 different pussies. Shreya pulled me closer her pressing her boobs onto my back and putting a leg over me. My wife, Shreya, too was very pretty as well as hot. She resigned from her HR profession 2 years ago to look after the household.

During her office days, she could have had any man she wanted. But I knew very well she was faithful. She had blocked many men and their moves. A strange thought crossed my head. What will I do if my wife gets banged by someone else?

If he fucks Shreya in front of me like a cuckold. I started questioning. Why I started fucking other females even when my wife was hot as well as horny in bed. Maybe I was basically like that. I couldn’t stay with one pussy and wanted to fuck around pussies.

Wasn’t my wife bored of a single dick and single lips?

My phone glows for a message from Charu. “Yeshu. You could have stayed the night. I couldn’t sleep. I miss you.” Another message read, “Today was the best I ever had with you, Jeshu.” I replied, “Yeah. I, too enjoyed too much after a long time. Good night.” Saying this I cut the chat with Charu.

That night, I decided to reveal my cheating episode with my wife.

How will I do that? What will be the price I will pay for hurting her?

Will my guilt disappear after revealing my cheating? Will I be jealous of her moves while she gets banged like a dog in front of me?

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Savita and Ashok were enjoying their early morning sex session as usual. That’s when their landlady, Mrs Thakur, came to visit. She told them that their house rent had been increased. Hearing this, the couple lost interest in sex and were now worried.

But not to take things lying down, Savita goes to meet their landlord, Mr Thakur, in his office. She pleads with him and tells him that she is willing to do anything so that the rent is not increased. She seduces Mr Thakur and gives him a blowjob. She takes off her clothes and shows her naked body. Mr Thakur becomes crazy and starts enjoying sex with sexy Savita.

In the meantime, Mrs Thakur is back after getting her pussy fixed by a plumber. She catches Savita getting fucked by Mr Thakur. She immediately goes to Ashok’s office to complain about this. But when she gets there, Mrs Thakur changes her mind. Now, she wants Ashok’s dick inside her pussy.

But will Ashok fuck her? Will Mrs Thakur tell him about Savita cheating with her husband?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 73 – Caught in the Act.

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This series is a sequel to ‘Anita’s Family Incest Treasures.’

All characters are introduced. A list is given below to make it easy for readers to identify.

Deepa – Rahul’s wife
Anita’s hubby – Atul; Deepa’s Mom – Renu
Anita’s Son – Sachin; Deepa’s Dad – Subbu
Anita’s Mom – Rekha; Deepa’s brother – Rohit
Anita’s Dad – Arun
Anita’s aunt – Pratyusha (Rekha’s sister)
Anita’s Uncle – Sunil (Pratyusha’s hubby)
Anita’s cousin – Rahul (Pratyusha’s son)
Anita’s mother-in-law – Sushma
Sushma’s daughter – Vani
Vani’s hubby – Ravi
Vani’s daughter – Divya

Ravi said, “Divya and Sachin are also coming here tomorrow.”

This news dampened Subbu and Renu.
Renu said, “Oh, we will go back to our town.”

Vani asked, “Why? You have ten days leave. Stay here and enjoy. What will you do in town alone?”

Ravi started sucking Renu’s tits and pleaded with her. Sushma was playing with Subbu’s balls as her daughter Vani was sucking Subbu. Subbu’s cock went down along with his spirits.

Subbu said, “How can we face Divya after fucking her parents? Even we are so uncomfortable to meet our kids after what we have done.”

Sushma said, “I have a solution. You can go to my son Atul’s house. Atul’s wife Anita will look after you well. Vani, Ravi and I will come over there, fuck and come back.”

Ravi said, “Brilliant idea, atte. Renu aunty, Anita’s house is quite far away, so your kids also won’t come there. You can meet your kids, spend a few hours with them and go back.”

Vani said, “Don’t hesitate. You won’t be staying with your newly married daughter or her in-laws.”

Renu said reluctantly, “Atul is going back to see estate work. Anita’s parents are also there. It will be embarrassing.”
Ravi started fucking Renu, Sushma said, “You will love Rekha and Arun, Anita’s parents. They are very sweet. There are many bedrooms. They won’t bother or disturb you.”

Subbu said ok as Vani was riding him. The next morning, Vani’s house resembled a small village with all the people gathering there. First to arrive were Deepa, her hubby Rahul and her brother Rohit.

Renu was very happy to see her kids. She hugged them. Again, she felt her son hugging was tighter, and she definitely felt his hard cock pressing her. Subbu also felt his daughter’s boobs crushing on his chest.

She hugged, and he was embarrassed by his instant hard-on poking her. Deepa acted as if she didn’t notice. As they were having tea, Atul dropped Divya, Sachin and Anita. He left, saying he had to go to the estates urgently.

Subbu could not take his eyes away from Divya. Divya was a teenager version of his chikkamma, Sudha. Divya had a fantastic figure, full, tight boobs and ass and slim waist.

His thought was, “My God, this can’t be real. I am privileged to see my darling chikkamma in all phases of her life. Divya, Vani and Sushma are carbon copies of chikkamma in teenage, middle age and senior states. Will I be lucky to fuck Divya also?”

Subbu was ashamed of his lust. After breakfast, Renu and Subbu thanked Vani and Ravi warmly for their hospitality. They bid bye to their kids, and Anita drove them to her house.

Sushma accompanied them. She could sense how uncomfortable Subbu and Renu were to stay in Anita’s house, whom they hardly knew. Subbu sat next to Anita, and he could not take shift eyes away from Anita’s seductively bouncing boobs. The safety belt enhanced the curves.

Anita was the ultimate sex bomb. Her eyes, smile, gestures, and every movement was provocative and excited men’s minds and cocks. Subbu was no exception. Anita was also enjoying his attention. When he tried to look away, she would ask him something and force him to look at her.

He watched her as she grooved to the music. When Anita parked her car at her home, Subbu sighed in relief. He was on the verge of losing self-control and grabbing her tits. Anita pressed the buzzer. Anita’s parents opened the door and welcomed them.

Renu and Subbu were not prepared for a series of shocks. First was Anita’s parents. Anita’s father, Arun, was so handsome that Renu was reminded of an actor on whom she had a crush in her college days. Arun was tall and slim, had nice salt and pepper hair, and a seductive smile.

Anita’s Mom, Rekha, was quite beautiful and sexy. She had big, shapely boobs and slim waist. Renu exclaimed, “You don’t look like Anita’s Mom. You look like her sister.”

Rekha laughed, shaking her tits and said, “Thanks Renu, you also don’t look like Deepa’s Mom.”

The next shock was Anita hugged and kissed her Dad, holding his hard cock, which was poking out from his shorts and said, “Poor Dad, you were missing me?”

Arun said, “Yes, darling. More than ever,” and squeezed her tits and led her to a sofa. They sat kissing and hugging passionately.

Before they recovered from this shock, Sushma repeated the same thing with Subbu. Sushma sat in Subbu’s lap, unhooked the blouse and pulled out boobs and held one boob and pushed in Subbu’s mouth.

Renu was stunned and stammered, “Akka, what is happening? Rekha ji, why are you silent?”

Rekha smiled and said, “Let them enjoy. Come with me. Let us prepare tea and snacks.”

Renu followed her into the kitchen and collapsed in a chair.

Rekha asked, “Renu, why are you so stunned?”

Renu stared at her in disbelief, “Rekha ji, is it normal? Anita kissing her Dad? Like a lover?”

Rekha was heating milk and putting tea powder and asked, “I thought you read all parts of Anita’s stories. Sushma told me that you are a great fan of Anita’s stories and Raj’s.”

Renu was confused, “Yes, but what has that got to do with what is happening there?”

Rekha laughed out loud and said, “You never felt you seemed to know all the characters in the series? Seem familiar?”
Renu’s eyes widened as she realized, “Oh, My God, you mean the events in the first part? Anita, her Mom and Dad and later Rahul,  they all are your family?”

Rekha nodded and smiled and said,” I thought you would connect all the dots.”

(Anita and the names of others in stories are changed and in real life. They are different. Sushma did not give Deepa and Rohit’s stories to Renu yet.)

Renu recalled the seduction of Rahul, Pratyusha, Sunil, Vani, Ravi and Sushma. Later Divya.

Rekha offered tea to Renu which she received mechanically, still lost in thought. Renu said, finally, “So it was all stage-managed to involve Subbu and me. All men and women were fucking each other.”

Rekha patted Renu’s hand, “Yes. We deceived you. But there was no other way. You would have panicked and run away. So, it had to be planned meticulously. Hope you are not upset.”

Renu laughed and said, “Upset? I am super horny. Now I know what Sushma Akka has in mind. She wants us to join the fun.”

Rekha smiled and took a tray with tea and snacks to the hall. Renu followed her.
Though Renu was prepared, still the scene in the hall shocked her. Anita and her Dad were in 69 position on the sette. Arun laid on his back, and Anita was on top.  She hitched her saree above her thighs.

Arun was slurping her juices as she was sucking his thick cock. Subbu was licking Sushma’s pussy, sitting on the floor. Sushma placed her legs on the handrests of the sofa, opening pussy wide.

Rekha said, “Continue after tea. Tea and snacks will be cold if you delay. But let us change into something comfortable.”

Sushma led Subbu and Renu into a bedroom. She removed her clothes and put on a short, strapless transparent nightgown. It was just long enough to cover her pussy. She gave a similar dress to Renu. Renu refused, but Subbu persuaded her to wear the dress.

Renu asked, “Akka, how can I face Arun in this dress? I will die with shame.”
Sushma laughed and said, “Then see Rekha’s dress. It will be even sexier.”
Renu reluctantly changed into the dress, looked in the mirror, and gasped. She might as well be naked, but she looked dead-drop sexy.

Subbu also changed into shorts and a vest. When they entered the hall, Arun and Rekha were already there. Subbu’s eyes popped out. Anita was in a black net dress without inners. That dress had holes for pussy and ass. She can be fucked without undressing, and boobs were also accessible.

Rekha just wore a banian and nothing else. Arun’s banian was long enough to cover pussy. More than 90% tits were visible. Only nipples were covered, but any second, boobs may fall out. Sushma laughed and said, “Renu, I told you their dresses will make me feel dizzy.”

They sat at the dining table. Subbu was excited and horny, and he was also puzzled. He was wondering if he was dreaming, Anita’s amazing curvy body was stoking fire. Sushma sat in Subbu’s lap and put snacks in his mouth lovingly.

Anita gently pulled Sushma and said, “I think it is time to put a stop to this shadowboxing. Amma told Renu aunty that Anita’s stories are ours and how it all happened. So, except Subbu uncle, all have adjusted to reality.”

Renu said gently,” Subbu had no time or interest to read the stories. He was busy fucking many cunts. But I told him all the stories. Subbu dear, do you remember the first story?”

Subbu was still puzzled and said, “Yes, Anita had a Dad fantasy, fucks Raj in chat, and Raj advises her to fuck her Dad. That was very erotic. I was quite excited.”

Sushma said, “You are now in the company of those characters. So, enjoy with Rekha, with blessings of her hubby, Arun.”

Anita pulled Subbu, and Rekha stood them up in front of each other. She said,” I will formally introduce. Amma, this is Subbu, Deepa’s Dad and Rahul’s father-in-law. Subbu, she is my Mom, Rekha.”

Rekha smiled sexily, extended her hand, and her banian slipped, exposing half a circle of a nipple, saying. “Happy to meet you.” Subbu gulped and extended his hand also. Subbu gasped when Rekha held his cock and shook it like she would, his hand.

Anita laughed and placed his hands on Rekha’s boobs and said, “Subbu, now your turn to shake.” Subbu squeezed Rekha’s boobs and shook them and said, “The pleasure is all mine.” All clapped, and Anita pulled Arun and Renu and did the same thing with them.

Renu was blushing pink as Arun’s eyes admired her curves, boobs, nipples and pussy mound. They were all visible through the transparent gown.

Anita said, “Dad, she is Renu, Deepa’s Mom and Rahul’s mother-in-law. Renu aunty, he is Arun, my Dad, hubby and best friend.”

Renu was refusing to hold Arun’s cock. Anita grabbed Renu’s hand, made her grip Arun’s cock and shake and said, “Glad to meet you.” Renu closed her eyes, and her hand was shaking as she shook Arun’s cock.

Arun needed no prompting. He grabbed Renu’s tits and mauled them as he said, “The pleasure is mine.” The couples hugged, kissed and fondled hungrily.

Sushma separated them and said, “Let us complete our tea and snacks and jump into action.”

Renu refused to look at Subbu as she sat in Arun’s lap. Arun fed her snacks as she sipped tea. Arun’s hard cock was poking her. Renu was thrilled, and she was sure her pussy’s flowing juices were seeping into Arun’s cock. Arun resembled Renu’s teenage heartthrob, a Hindi movie actor.

Arun has the same smile, a dimple on his chin and salt and pepper hair. Renu felt she was enjoying herself with her favourite actor. Subbu was also very excited, like a kid in a toy shop. He was mauling, fingering, and kissing Rekha nonstop. Sushma had to make him stop to allow Rekha to eat and sip her tea.

Sushma fed him snacks, and Subbu impatiently swallowed hot tea in one gulp and attacked Rekha’s boobs.

Anita said, after the tea protocol was over, “I will accompany Dad and Renu aunty. My mother-in-law, Sushma, will assist Subbu uncle and Mom. My mother-in-law can control Subbu uncle. He looks like a bull in China shop.”

Everyone laughed. Subbu said shyly, “I am sorry, I am unable to control. Your Mom and you are mind-blowing.”

Anita pulled her Dad by his cock and Renu, with her other hand, to the bedroom. Subbu removed Rekha’s banian and gasped when he saw her fabulous body. Anita pulled Subbu’s shorts and removed his banian. Subbu hugged and kissed Rekha and she also responded.

Anita put her finger in her Mom’s pussy and said, “This soole (birch, slut) is shameless. See how it is flowing like a tap.”

Subbu was stunned and said, “Anita, watch your language. You are talking about your Mom.”

Anita said, “This bitch deserves a spanking. Subbu uncle, fuck her so hard, she should beg you to stop. The whore was fucking my darling daddy for decades. My blood boils when I think about it.”

Subbu was licking Rekha’s juicy pussy and was shocked to see Rekha was not angry. She was smiling affectionately like a Mom looks amused be her child’s tantrums.

Subbu asked,” Rekha ji, why are you not angry? Why don’t you reprimand her?”

Rekha called Anita and kissed her and squeezed her tits, and said, “Subbu, can you not see her love behind that outrage? It is kids’ privilege to throw tantrums, and parents must pamper them. I used to feel bad, but Raj taught me to see her love behind them. Now, I get excited. Every time she calls me Soole, my pussy flows. She knows.”

Subbu moved up, kissed Rekha and let her taste her juices, and started sucking tits as Anita licked her. After a few seconds, Anita said, “This bitch is in heat. My God, see how she flows. She will drench bedsheet, fuck her, Subbu uncle.”
Subbu rammed hot cock in her Mom’s wet pussy.

Anita kissed her Mom and said, “You bitch, I forgive you for fucking my Dad so long, only because you gave birth to me and let me love and fuck Dad.”

Rekha laughed and said, “Ok, dear, suck my tits like you did when you were a baby.” Anita grabbed her Mom’s tit in both hands and sucked it hungrily as Rekha mauled her daughter’s tits. Subbu was blind with passion and excitement. He listened to their talk and watched their actions.

He fucked Rekha hard. Anita knew her Mom like the back of her hand. She knew what Rekha liked, which position she loved and when to change positions. Anita advised and guided Subbu and showed him heaven. Finally, Subbu pumped cum in Rekha’s pussy when she was riding him.

Anita sat on his face, and he was drinking her juices. Anita was still in the net dress and pulled it down to offer her big tits, and slits in the dress gave access to pussy and ass. Renu also thoroughly enjoyed Arun’s fucking. She felt her favourite actor was fucking her.

Sushma guided her. Renu slowly overcame shyness and started moaning loudly, gyrating hips and giving upward thrusts. Arun was amazed by her pussy muscle control. He had to change positions and slow down to prolong the pleasure.

In normal families, the boy’s mother would be uncomfortable in the presence of the boy’s father-in-law. Renu was shocked to see the closeness of Sushma and Arun. They were more like school kids having fun than in-laws of their children.

When Arun filled Renu’s pussy, Sushma called Anita, her daughter-in-law. Anita came running and lapped up her Dad’s juices from Renu’s pussy. She licked it clean and ignored Renu’s protests. Then, she licked her Dad’s cock of Renu’s juices and his cum.

When they entered the hall, Subbu and Rekha were in the hall. Renu was lying in Arun’s lap, and they were kissing. Renu smiled at Subbu and said, “Ri, did you enjoy it? Arun and Anita were amazing.”

Subbu kissed Rekha and said, “She is awesome. Sushma guided me. I would have panicked if she didn’t help.”

Renu got up and yawned and stretched and said, “All of you, relax. I will prepare food.” Renu was no longer self-conscious about her nudity. In fact, she was proud of her assets and loved flaunting. When she stretched, she was aware of how Arun stared at her sensuous upward thrust of boobs and nipples.

Arun grabbed her tit in both hands and started sucking and said,” No one will enter the kitchen today. Anita dear, please order food.”

Subbu asked hesitantly, “Arun and Rekha, I am unable to control. Can I fuck Anita also?”

Rekha laughed,” You are addicted to fucking Mom and daughter. More than us, you have to ask Atul, her hubby.”

Anita walked to Subbu, pulled down her net dress and pushed her tit in Subbu’s mouth and said, “You continue while I ask my hubby.” Renu and Subbu were shocked. Anita called Atul and talked to him casually about general things. Subbu was sucking one tit and fingering her slippery pussy.

Anita said,” By the way, Subbu is asking if he can fuck me.”

Anita put the speaker on, and they heard him ask, “Did he fuck your Mom? Tell him he can fuck you only after he fucks your Mom.”
Anita told him that he already did. Atul said, “Fine, then he can fuck you.”

Subbu could not wait a second. He pushed Anita onto the dining table. He spread her legs and buried his face in her pussy, and started lapping up her juices. Anita moaned and pressed his head firmly. Rekha called and placed an order for food.

Renu, who was enjoying Arun’s licking, was surprised. She asked “Rekha akka, how do you know what are my favourite dishes? Subbu’s?”

Sushma laughed and said, “We were daily in touch during Subbu’s and your seduction. Anita, her parents and all know everything, including your fucking likes.”

Renu blushed, covered her face with her hands and said, “Oh, no. How embarrassing, Sushma Akka. Were you giving all a running commentary?”

Anita said, “Yes. We were all so horny and waiting to be fucked by you both.”

Subbu was quite excited when he heard and pushed Anita on her back. He spread her legs and was about to ram his hard cock in her wet pussy. But Anita pushed him away. Subbu was confused and asked, “But you said you were all waiting to be fucked by us.”

Arun started fucking Renu again and said, “Yes, but my darling Anita has some principles.”

Renu asked, “What principles? You are fucking me, so why won’t she allow Subbu?”

Rekha was arranging plates on the dining table, said smiling, “She doesn’t want to be fucked by anyone other than her hubby.”

Subbu was mystified and asked, “But Anita fucks her Dad, uncle and others?”

Arun laughed loud as he rammed Renu’s pussy and said, “She married all.”

Sushma said, “Subbu, you need to tie a taali to Anita’s neck, and then you can fuck her.”

Subbu was totally confused and looked at Renu. Renu said, her voice breaking with the hard thrusts of Arun, “Ri, it is no big deal. Tie a turmeric stick with a yellow thread. Ask Sushma Akka. She will get you one.”

Buzzer chimed. The food delivery boy was at the door. All were naked or nearly naked. They pushed Subbu to put on shorts and a T-shirt and take the food parcels. Subbu opened the door an inch. Ravi pushed the door, and Subbu came in.

Subbu recovered and quickly closed the door and said, “My God, we thought it was the food delivery boy.” Ravi quickly undressed and said,” I am a food delivery boy. I could not forget Renu’s juicy pussy, so I took leave and came here.”

Sushma laughed and said, “Since when you have become a food delivery boy?”

Ravi rubbed his cock on Renu’s lips as she was fucked by Arun and said, “Since my teens. Cum delivery boy.”

Everyone laughed, even Renu smiled as she licked and started sucking him.

The buzzer sounded again. This time, Subbu asked, confirmed that it was a food delivery boy. He opened the door cautiously, took food, gave him a tip and closed the door.

Arun fucked fast and pumped cum in Renu’s pussy. Renu moaned wildly as orgasms struck her like waves on rocks. Anita did not waste a second and lapped up her Dad’s cum from Renu’s pussy. Ravi mounted Anita and started fucking in the doggy style.

Subbu complained, “It is so unfair. I am denied, but Ravi started fucking Anita, even without asking her.”

Rekha said, “But Anita married Ravi. She married all the men before fucking. Have patience.”

Subbu ran to the kitchen and brought a turmeric stick and a yellow thread. He asked Renu if he could tie taali to Anita while she was fucked.

Sushma said, “It is not so easy. We have to select an auspicious time.” Sushma sat on the sette cross-legged, exposing her pink innards of pussy. Rekha sat beside her, and both checked the Almanac and calendar.

Renu and Subbu found it very erotic, moms of husband and wife, selecting a good time to get Anita fucked by Subbu. Sushma said, “There is a good muhurat after two hours. We can have food at leisure and recharge our batteries.”

All moved to the dining table except Anita and Ravi. They were still fucking wildly.

Rekha fed Subbu, Renu fed Arun, and afterwards, women returned the favour. Sushma waited for her daughter-in-law and Ravi to complete their fucking and fed them lovingly. Sushma insisted all take a nap for an hour before resuming fucking.

While others could sleep, Subbu could not sleep. He was counting seconds.
Finally, the auspicious moment arrived, and Subbu tied the Taali around Anita’s neck. They took blessings of all, including Renu. She was horrified when her hubby Subbu touched her feet.

Rekha said, “Now you are in a senior position. It is ok.” Rekha took her daughter to the bathroom and washed Ravi’s cum from Anita’s pussy.

Everyone clapped and cheered as Subbu sucked Anita’s tits, licked her pussy and finally fucked her.

In the night, when they were about to fall asleep, suddenly a thought struck Renu.

She asked Sushma. “Akka, in Anita’s stories, Rahul fucks all women. Does my daughter Deepa know about it? What will happen when she knows?”

Sushma smiled and forwarded Deepa’s seduction stories to Renu and told her to read them. Renu’s eyes widened in shock as she read about her daughter’s seduction and fucking all the men in the family.

To be continued.

Ab aage:-

Aur mere lund mein se ek zor ka fuwara nikla jo dono ke muh mein jaa gira. Lund ka paani wo dono chat ke saaf kiye, aur mujhe beech mein le kar so gayi. Subha dono ne fir mere sath chudai ki.

Main ab waha se nikal hi raha tha, ki ek ladki dikhayi di. Bilkul gori, height 5’6″, boobs 36D, aur kamar 28″ ki thi. Dekhte hi mera lund salami dene laga. Wo koi Russian se kam nahi lag rahi thi.

Kuch der waha rukne par pata chala ki wo hostel ke malik ki beti thi. Uska naam Reshmi Agarwal tha, aur wo kuch kaam se yaha hostel aayi thi.

Maine Rubina aur Meena se aur poocha Reshmi ke baare mein to pata chala ki wo bahut bade businessman ki beti thi, aur bahut ghamandi thi.

Wo gareebo ko bahut gandi tarah treat karti thi. Aur gareeb logon ko apne pair ke neeche rakhti thi. Yaha tak uske mummy papa bhi kuch nahi bolte usko, aur uski saari wish poori karte the.

Reshmi waha se ek kaale rang ki car mein baith ke apne ghar chali jati hai. Main ab sochne laga ki iske ghamand aur akad ko toda jaye, aur apne lund pe laya jaye.

Main uska peecha karke ghar tak chala jata hu. Waha guard hota hai, to main gayab hoke andar jata hu. Ghar koi mehal se kam nahi tha. Main Reshmi ka peecha karte hue uske room ke andar chala jata hu.

Room mein wo apne kapde aur bra khol ke ek patli nighty pehan leti hai, jiske aage se ek chain hoti hai. Nighty mein se uske upar ke boobs poore nazar aate hai.

Ye sab main gayab ho kar uske room mein baitha dekh raha tha. Wo almirah se ek dildo baahar nikaal ke panty bhi khol deti hai, aur bed pe let ke apni chut ke andar daal ke hilane lagti hai. Sath mein wo mobile pe social networks pe chat karne lagti hai.

Uske saari chat mein sex aur gandi baatein hoti hai. Bahut saari chat mein wo apne nange boobs aur chut ki photos bhi bhejti hai, aur aisi photos jisme uska face dikhayi na de.

Main ye sab kuch mobile mein record karne lagta hu. Wo random logon se sex ki baat karti hai. Chut mein ungli karti hai. Video call mein apne boobs aur chut dikhati hai. Ye wo kuch 2 ghante tak karti hai. Fir wo raat ka dinner karne hall mein chali jati hai.

Main uske hi bedroom mein wo dildo aur panty hath mein lekar smell karta hu, aur dildo ko main chaat leta hu, jisme uski chut ka rass laga tha.

Reshmi ka mobile bed pe hi tha, jo locked tha, par pattern maine dekh liya tha. To usko khol ke uski saari nangi photos main apne mobile mein mail kar deta hu.

Main ab uske bed pe leta uske aane ka intezaar kar raha tha. Wo jaise hi aayi, bed pe let ke saare kapde khol ke sone lagti hai. Fir kuch der baad main miss call karta hu usko, aur ek message karta hu mobile pe ki aap bahut sundar lag rahi ho aise lette hue.

Wo ignore kar rahi thi, to maine ek uski nude pic bhej di, jisme wo apni chut mein ungli kar rahi thi. Ye dekh ke wo mujhe phone karne lagi, par main to uske paas hi tha to baat bhi nahi kar sakta tha. Isliye maine message mein hi chatting shuru kar di.

Maine use kaha: Main tumhe chodna chaahta hu. Nahi to ye video main apne dost logon ko dikha doonga.

Wo mere upar gussa karne lagi aur bolne lagi: Ek baar saamne aao, fir tumhe batati hu.

Main bola: Zyada bolo nahi. Social networks mein jo gandi chatting hai, aur videos logon ko deti ho, wo sab mere paas hai.

Main use tadapte hue dekh raha tha. Wo bed pe leti gussa ho rahi thi, to kabhi confusion wala face bana rahi thi.

Maine usko kaha: Tumhare ghar ke guest room mein tum aa jao. Main waha hi hu. Aur poori nude sirf ek towel mein aana hai.

Wo mera kaha nahi maani, aur guestroom ki aur jaane lagi. Maine fir use message kiya aur bola-

Main: Sirf towel mein aana hai, nahi to video share kar doonga.

Wo ab sirf ek white towel jo uske boobs aur chut ko dhak rahe the, wo lepet ke guest room mein aati hai. Wo aake mujhe bolti hai-

Reshmi: Kaha ho aap? Main aa gayi hu.

Main ek awaaz mein bolta hu: Towel ko neeche gira do.

Wo na chaahte hue bhi towel ko neeche gira ke nude ho jati hai. Aur ab main uske saamne aa jata hu.

Wo ab mujhe dekh paa rahi thi kyunki main gayab nahi tha.

Wo mujhe dekh ke bolti hai: Tum to wahi ho na jo hostel ke baahar the kal.

Main bola: Haa main wahi hu.

Wo apne towel ko fir uthane lagi par main uske hath pakad ke bola: Towel chhodho, aur chup reh ke meri sewa karo.

Wo gusse se bilkul laal tamatar jaisi ho chuki thi. Par kar bhi kuch nahi sakti thi. Main bed pe let gaya, aur usko bola-

Main: Aaj se tum meri gulam ho, aur main jo bolu wo karna hoga tumhe. Ab aao meri pant kholo.

Par wo moorti ke jaisi chup hoke sirf dekhti rehti hai jaise usme koi jaan hi na ho. Maine fir dobara kaha to wo mere paas aati hai, aur meri pant kholti hai. Main fir bolta hu-

Main: Mera underwear kon kholega?

Wo mere upar jhuk ke underwear kholti hai. Uski nazar mere lund pe padti hai jo 8″ ka tha bilkul kaala sa. Wo dekh ke dang reh gayi. Maano usne aaj tak lund hi nahi dekh ho. Uski aankhen fati ke fati reh jati hai.

Main uske jhoolte hue gore-gore boobs ko dekh ke control se baahar ho raha tha. Uski chut mein ek bhi baal nahi tha. Bilkul kisi Russian ladki ki tarah kamaal ka figure tha uska. Ye sab dekh ke lund ka akaar kuch zyada hi bada ho raha tha.

Maine fir kaha: Lund muh mein lekar chooso.

Wo chup rahi aur muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Uske poore gale tak jaa raha tha lund. Mujhe ye ehsaas ek alag hi duniya mein le gaya.

Wo lund baahar karke boli-

Reshmi: Tum mere sath aisa mat karo. Tumhe paise chahiye to lelo. Aur paise nahi to main tumhare liye apni friends ki chut dila doongi. Wo bhi 3-4 ladkiyon ki.

To be continued…

This is the continuation of my previous story. You must have probably read the last part of this story , but if you haven’t read it, please read part 1 to understand the story better.

So, for new readers, I am from Kathmandu, Nepal and I am, in my sense, a good-looking fellow.

Let’s continue the story.

As my bhabhi’s sister removed her kurti, I could see her glorious breast of 32C in that maroon bra which wasn’t doing much of its job of concealing it. Her eye contact was still intact, and her pink nipple which could be seen through her bra was already making all my blood rush from my brain to my dick.

Slowly, she undid her salwar and I could see the outline of her maroon panties in sight. Her luscious white milky thighs were coming into view. She had a pretty good body with all the curves one could imagine and I was seeing it firsthand. I wanted it all, I wanted her.

Then I pulled her close to me. After that, I started to feast on her lips with my right hand on her neck and the left one, slowly tracing all her body from her breast towards her belly button. I have always had some sort of attraction to a woman’s belly button.

My hand slowly lowered toward the outline of my bhabhi’s sister’s panty. Then I pulled the lining of her panty to give myself access to her beautiful pussy. She moaned in my mouth. We needed to minimize the noise as much as possible as we could still hear a faint moaning from another room where my brother was pretty much doing the same thing to her sister as I was doing to her.

Then I took my right hand off her neck and traced it on her back, slowly reaching the thread that was helping her to cover her glorious breast and unhooked it. Then I came to free her milky white breast with pink nipples.

I couldn’t resist it after I saw it. I hungrily pounced on her. My right hand was now on her right breast mauling it. My mouth was on her left nipple sucking it. She was struggling to keep her moans contained as I was on full assault on her body with my left hand caressing her pussy. There were no hairs on any part of her body. I was thrilled by that fact.

My hand was caressing her pussy which was already wet. Then I pulled my left hand from her panties and showed it to her.

“Aren’t you a little too excited, darling?” I asked. She blushed a little.

Then I started kissing her again and slowly, I kissed her neck and started tracing down on her body with my mouth. I reached her stomach and licked her belly button as she winced a little. Then I slowly started removing her panty with my mouth. I could smell how aroused she was, feel how wet she was, and I wanted to taste her.

After I removed her panty, I dived in. I kissed her legs, slowly moving upwards along her thighs and finally towards her pussy which was pink as well. I had never seen such a beautiful pussy. I kissed it as she winced and then I slowly traced my tongue along the lines of her pussy as she moaned. I stuffed her mouth with her panty so that there would be no sound and then went back to eating her pussy.

I licked her and slowly entered my tongue in her. Her hands were grasping my head and telling me not to stop. I continued licking her as I found her clit and I took it in my mouth sucking it and licking it. We could still hear faint moaning from the other room as well as muffled moans through her panty-covered mouth.

Then I entered one finger in her hole as I was sucking her clit. My bhabhi’s sister was tight even for one finger. But as she was already wet by herself and my tongue, it was easier to access as I continued this I could feel her body tense up. She held my hair fiercely and pushed me towards her pussy. Her thighs were crushing me and I could feel her walls tighten around my finger and then she came. I drank her as the grips of her hand and thighs around my head were subsiding.

She was pretty tasty, I kissed her, letting her taste herself, and laid beside her as her body was still convulsing from the shock of her orgasm.

Her: Well, that was fun.

Me: For you, maybe.

Her: I will take care of you as well. But first, let me drink some water.

Me (smirking): You must be dehydrated after all that sweating and that.

Her: Yeah, you know your way around a woman’s body.

Me: Well, I have had a few encounters myself.

Then she went to the kitchen to get some water and didn’t even bother to wear anything or cover her exposed body. I could already see how slutty my sister-in-law was and all the possible ways to fulfill all of my sexual fantasies with her.

She came back with a glass in her hand, she asked if I was thirsty. I nodded. She then took some water in her mouth and then kissed me. Her hand reached the bulge in my pants. She said, “I can see why my sister married your brother”, and she winked.

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So, the continuation of this story will come after a while. Please forgive me for my writing errors and don’t forget to leave some feedback. I am mostly active in hangouts and I also reply to mail.

In the next story, I will tell you how my sister-in-law returns the favor and how I find a secret that she has been hiding for all this time.

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So, if any single ladies, or married people, who just want to enjoy themselves, you can also contact me, especially from any part of Nepal.

We had now become a group of four couples. The men were responsible for making arrangements. Since we had a great experience at the last hotel, the gentlemen booked the same hotel again. The trip was planned for Saturday and Sunday, and on Friday night, everyone had to meet to plan.

The main planning left was to decide who would swap with whom. Raj and Imran were late on Friday night, so the husbands left the decision to us four wives. Since Nisha and I had made this possible, Neha and Preeti left the decision to us.

Still, we all decided to meet. In the evening, everyone was coming to my house. Vinay was home, too but went to his room after greeting everyone. I seated everyone in my bedroom, served wine, and we started discussing.

Me: Don’t worry, Nisha and I will decide. But if you two have something to say, go ahead. Whose dick are you eager to take? Have you imagined anyone’s yet?

Preeti: Okay, let’s start by formally stating the sizes of our husband’s dicks.

Me: Imran’s is 7.5 inches long and thick too.

Nisha: Akash’s is 7 inches long and thick, too.

Neha: Danish’s dick is 8 inches long and thick.

Preeti: Raj’s is only about 5.5 inches long, but it’s thick.

Nisha: Don’t worry, Preeti. Now, you can use four different sizes. Don’t stress.

Me: Since Raj’s is the smallest, I’ll take it.

Nisha: Yeah, sure, the humble Priya is making sacrifices.

Preeti: Why, Didi, what happened?

Nisha: She’s not just selecting a small dick. she wants the youngest one. That’s why she’s selecting Raj.

Me: Yes, that’s right. If you want, then speak up bitch.

Nisha: No, sweetheart, you take him. I’m going for the top choice. Danish’s 8-incher will fit better in my Pussy. I’ll take Raj next time.

Preeti: Since I’m the youngest, I’ll choose last. Let Neha decide first.
Neha: No, being the youngest doesn’t matter. You go ahead and choose. Do you want Imran or Akash?

Nisha: Select Akash. You already know him. He’s also Raj’s boss. Make him happy. He might get Raj a bonus.

Preeti: No, Didi, this is separate from professional life. Still, I’ll let Raj’s boss fuck me this time.

Me: Poor Imran is being chosen last. I feel bad for my hubby.

Preeti: No, Didi, you said Imran’s Bhaiy’s dick is 7.5 inches. I’ll gradually take bigger sizes inside me. First Akash, then Imran, and then Danish.

Nisha: Alright, tomorrow everyone goes with their chosen partner.

Then Danish came to pick up Neha, so she said goodbye and left.

Preeti: Neha Didi has such a big ass, doesn’t she?

Me: Yes, Of course, your eyes would notice that.

Preeti: Kya Didi? ( Of course Didi) If someone has such a great big butt, of course, I’ll notice it.

Me: Should we invite Neha to our secret group, too?

Preeti: Yes, Yes! But she’s your friend. Make sure she can keep the secret. It’ll be fun putting my face in her butt. I’ll go all the way inside.

Nisha: Yeah, you’ll definitely go inside her butt.

Preeti: When should we plan next?

Me: Let’s return from this trip first. Then we’ll plan another day. I’ll prepare Neha, too. Even my mind wavered seeing her ass.

Preeti: Didi, have you seen her naked? When did your mind waver?

Me: Yes, I’ve seen her. We went swimming together, and we were both naked in the bathroom. That’s when I saw her butt and breasts. For a woman like me who loves dicks so much, it’s natural to be tempted. Imagine if a boy sees her, his pants would get wet.

Preeti: Didi, very bad. You enjoyed it alone.

Me: What enjoyed? I just saw her.

Preeti: We didn’t even get to see that.

Nisha: It’s not like that. I’ve seen her breasts.

Preeti: Didi, you too!

Nisha: Hmm, no problem. We’ll leave you alone with her once. See and enjoy as much as you want, lick her asshole, sniff her butt and suck the breasts, whatever you want.

Preeti: No, Didi, not alone. We’ll always do it in a group.

Me: Stop talking about this. I’m getting wet. And we can’t do anything now. Vinay is in the next room.

Nisha: Imagine if Vinay saw his Mom playing with two women. What would his reaction be?

Me: Shush!

Nisha: You still think of your son as a kid. Do you know he’s hanging out with a girlfriend these days?

Me: No, really?

Nisha: I know because he’s hanging out with Sahana.

Preeti:  do you think Vinay and Sahana are having sex?

Me: Wow, now you’re asking this?

Preeti: I’m just asking if you think so.

Nisha: I think Sahana might have had sex with Vinay.

Me: I don’t think so. I believe they are just friends now. They might have sex in the future.

Nisha: She thinks her son is very innocent. She doesn’t know that if given a chance, he’d sleep with all three of us without hesitation.

Me: I never said he’s still a kid. I just don’t think he’s having sex yet.

Preeti: Why do you think so, Didi?

Nisha: She thinks Vinay is still a milk-drinking baby. I’ve told Sahana to be careful and use condoms if needed. You should also tell Vinay to use condoms when he has sex with Sahana.

Me: How can I tell my son, “Vinay beta, when you fuck with my dear friend Nisha’s daughter, use condoms?”

Nisha: What’s wrong with that? You’re giving your son a lesson. I’m not telling you to put a condom on his dick. Just give him a lesson. If both Sahana and Vinay follow it, it’ll be good. Otherwise, if they make a mistake, we’ll suffer.

Me: Yes, you’re right. I’ll talk to him.

Nisha: Do it today because while we’re having fun on the trip, these two will plan something. Why are you laughing, Preeti? Your kids will grow up someday, too.

Preeti: Nothing, Didi.

Me: Why are you laughing?

Preeti: When Nisha Didi said Vinay is a milk-drinking baby, I imagined what it would be like if Vinay drank your milk now.

Me: She’s the mother of imagination. Remember how she ate your cunt?

Nisha: Yes, she drove me crazy with her skilled pussy licking.

Preeti: I just said it in front of you. Raj is still stuck on calling the dick ‘babu’ and my cunt as ‘kali.’

Me: Nisha, let me talk to Vinay now. Come to the living room. I’ll call him. After all, he’s sleeping with your daughter, so you should come too.

Nisha: No, you go ahead and tell him.

Me: Come with me. If I go alone, I’ll be shy.

Nisha: Alright, let’s go.

Preeti: I want to come too.

Me: You stay here. I’ll leave the door slightly open if you want to listen. Listen carefully.

Then Nisha and I went to the living room and sat down. I called Vinay, and he came out of his room. I asked him to sit down.

Me: Vinay, what’s going on these days?

Vinay: Everything is fine, Mom.

Me: You didn’t tell me you have a girlfriend.

Vinay: No, Mom, Sahana and I are just friends.

Me: Really?

Vinay: Okay, Mom, sorry. Yes, we’re dating each other. I love her, Mom. Please don’t be mad. And Nisha Aunty, please don’t be mad.

Nisha: No, I’m not mad.

Me: Vinay, are you serious? Have you committed to Sahana? Don’t waste time with each other. You know Nisha and I are such good friends. So, if you want to date Sahana, be serious.

Vinay: Yes, Mom, why are you talking like this? I am your son. I will always be faithful to Sahana.

Me: So, are you two just dating or something more?

Vinay: No, Mom, I am just taking her on dates for now.

Nisha: Really?

Vinay: Sorry, Mom, but I swear I have never had sex with Sahana.

Me: Then?

Vinay: Just handjobs and sometimes oral.

Nisha: Don’t worry, Vinay. We are not here to scold you. If you are dating, these things will happen.

Vinay: Aunty, if you say so, I won’t even do that. But I really love her.

Me: Son, no one is scolding you. But since you have reached this stage, whenever you decide to take your relationship to the next step, be careful. Do you understand what I am saying?

Vinay: No, Mom.

Me: I mean, whenever you move to the next step, use protection. Now, do you understand?

Vinay didn’t say anything.

Nisha: She means, son, that whenever you have sex, use condoms

Vinay: Yes, Aunty, yes, Mom, I will. This is awkward.

Me: And lastly, don’t tell Sahana that Nisha and I told you this. Because if you do, in some way or another, we will find out. Then, all the freedom you are getting will be taken away. Be faithful to Sahana and honest with us. Vinay promised and left. Nisha and I went to the bedroom.

Me: Hmm, that wasn’t too difficult. Still, thanks, Nisha, for being there.

Preeti: Very nicely done, Didi. There is so much to learn from both of you. I am a big fan.

By then, Akash and Raj had come to pick up Nisha and Preeti. I said goodbye to all of them. Imran returned a bit late. Then we went to sleep. Tomorrow’s trip was going to be fun. The next morning, as decided, we all left for the hotel. Outside the hotel, we paired up with our respective partners.

I was with Raj, Imran with Neha, Nisha with Danish, and Preeti with Akash. We checked in and then went straight for lunch. After lunch, we all went to our rooms. As soon as I entered the room, I saw that Raj had arranged a bouquet for me.

Raj: A beautiful bouquet for a beautiful lady.

‘Fuck! Another pretentious bastard,’ I said to myself.

Me: Thanks, Raj.

Raj: Thank you, Didi, for arranging this.

Me: Didi? You, too will call me Didi now?

Raj: Preeti always calls you Didi.

Me: It’s okay, no problem. You can call me Didi. Soon you will be fucking  calling me Didi.

Raj: Didi, you use the word ‘fuck’ so casually. It makes me shy.

Me: When you put your dick inside my pussy, that’s called fucking.’

Raj: Yes, Didi, I want to fuck you.

Me: Good, what else do you want to do? And will you keep calling me Didi or something else while fucking me?

Raj: Calling you Didi while fucking sounds more exciting. But if you don’t like it, I won’t.

Me: No, no, actually, when you call me Didi, it excites me more. Today I will make my little brother Raj fuck me.

Raj: Thanks, Didi.

Me: A simple thanks won’t do.

Raj: Then?

Me: I take thanks only after wetting my throat.

Raj: What should I offer you, Didi?

Me: Give me the juice of your dick, my brother. Put your dick in your Didi’s mouth. After that, Didi will milk your dick herself.

Raj: Didi, you are amazing. My dick is eager to go into your mouth.

Me: Then free your dick.

Raj quickly removed his pants. He was about to remove his underwear when I stopped him. Then I started touching his dick over his underwear. His dick was really erect. I gently stroked it. Then I pulled his dick out of his underwear.

Preeti was right. His dick was about 5.5 inches. But it was a young, strong dick. Holding a young dick in my hand was exhilarating. I enjoyed touching his naked dick.

Raj: Didi, is my dick small?

Me: No, it’s normal size. But it’s a bit smaller than my husband’s. No problem. For your Didi, the stamina of the dick matters more than its size. And even if God made your dick a bit small, its thickness suggests it will give pleasure, whether it’s in my mouth, pussy, or ass. Today I will take this dick in all my holes.

Raj: Thank you, Didi. I thought you wouldn’t like my dick.

Me: Yours is the youngest dick in the group. Everyone is eager to do it with you.

Raj: Really, Didi?

Me: Yes.

His dick was shiny with precum. I started massaging it with spit. Raj closed his eyes. Then I gave him a head. His dick was releasing a lot of precum, which I eagerly sucked up. His dick had a unique charm.

Raj: Didi, you suck so well. Take it all in.

Me: Slowly, let me enjoy the head. Then I started fondling his balls with one hand while holding his dick with the other, sucking his dickhead vigorously. Occasionally, he tried to thrust his whole dick into my mouth. Eventually, I took his whole dick in my mouth and started milking it inside.

Then I began giving him a blowjob, taking his entire dick in and sucking the head hard while pulling out, then taking it back in. Raj started thrusting harder into my mouth. When his dick was inside, my mouth was filled. It was quite thick. I pulled his dick out and took off my top and bra, putting them aside.

Holding his dick in my hand, I began tapping it against my breasts, rubbing his dickhead against my nipples. Then I resumed sucking his dick. Raj kept his eyes closed, enjoying it. While I sucked his dick, he started fondling my breasts.

I adjusted myself a bit and placed his dick between my breasts, squeezing them together with both hands to trap his dick. Then I moved my breasts up and down, fucking my tits with his dick. His precum was all over my breasts. After some time, I released his dick from my breasts.

Me: Squeeze your Didi’s breasts, don’t just stare.

He started squeezing both my breasts. I told him to squeeze harder. He started massaging my boobs with all his strength. Then he took my right breast into his mouth while fondling the left one. I used my hand to push my right breast further into his mouth. He started sucking my nipple.

I pushed his mouth hard against my boob. He sucked my nipple like a hungry baby. I started stroking my pussy. I was sitting on the bed, getting my nipple sucked while stroking my pussy. Suddenly Raj got up, took his dick in his hand, and put it back into my mouth.

I kept stroking my pussy with one hand while sucking his dick hard. He squeezed my breasts one by one while sucking my nipple. The more I sucked his dick, the harder he squeezed my breasts.

Raj: Didi, I am about to cum.

Me: Cum in your Didi’s mouth. Not a drop should be wasted.

Raj’s dick started throbbing, and he cum. There was so much that it didn’t all go into my mouth. My face was covered in his cum. It had been a long time since I drank so much cum. I used my fingers to collect all the cum from my face and put it in my mouth.

Raj held his dick in his hand and used his fingers to collect the remaining cum, putting it in my mouth. My thirst was quenched after drinking so much cum.

Me: Raj, that was a lot. It was amazing.

Raj: Didi, I had saved it for three days. Preeti told me you love drinking cum.

Me: How could I be someone else’s partner? I was so eager to drink young cum that I chose you first.

Raj: My dick and all its cum are yours, Didi. You can suck it as much as you want.

Me: Let’s have some wine now and light a cigarette for me too.

Raj: You smoke too?

Me: Not always, but I like it after sex.

Raj: Okay, Didi, you sit on the sofa with your legs spread, and I will get the wine and…

Me: Raj, fuck me! My cunt is yearning for it.

I then lay on the sofa, and Raj’s dick was ready again. He put his dick in my mouth.

Raj: Didi, suck it a little more first.

I started sucking his dick again. Raj removed his dick from my mouth, went to the other side of the sofa, and started rubbing his dick near my pussy. I trapped him with my legs and started taking him deeper inside. He understood that I wanted his dick now.

He then put the tip of his dick in my pussy, moved it in and out slightly, and then removed it again. He started tapping my pussy with his dick. He was in the mood to tease me before fucking.

He put his dick in my pussy again, a little deeper this time. Keeping his dick inside, he attacked my breasts. He began sucking them one by one. He then removed his dick from my pussy and started tapping my breasts with it. I couldn’t bear it anymore.

Me: Just fuck your Didi already.

Raj: I will, my sexy Didi.

He put his dick in my pussy again, paused with the tip inside, and then thrust it all the way in. A moan escaped my mouth.

Me: Keep going, fuck me deeply, make a mess of my pussy.

Raj: Didi, you talk so erotically.

Raj started fucking me with full force. He then turned me over and fucked me from behind. His dick wasn’t going in all the way, so I lifted my hips to give him a better angle. He started thrusting from behind. My whole body was moving with his thrusts.

He was engrossed in the act, and I was moaning and enduring his thrusts. I then lay him down on the sofa, his dick fully erect and ready. He slowly inserted it into my pussy, eventually sitting on it with force. This time, he moaned. In this position, I had all the control.

I started riding his dick. Raj held onto my breasts while I continued to ride. I would lift my hips and then slam down on his dick again. Raj was getting even more aroused watching me ride him. I then stopped and squeezed his dick inside me, signalling him to thrust from below.

He started thrusting from below, and I enjoyed the deep penetration. This position was perfect for his dick size. He was thrusting from below. I moved closer to his lips and started kissing him, and we began devouring each other’s tongues.

Raj then laid me down again, spread my legs, and wrapped my legs around him. He started fucking my cunt again. My pussy heated up and began releasing. I was cumming, but Raj didn’t stop. His stamina was impressive. It had been a long time since I had such a prolonged session.

He pulled his dick out of my pussy and put his mouth on it again. He didn’t want to release his fluids yet. So he started licking my pussy again, drinking all the fluids I had released. His dick then went back to normal, and once he felt in control, he fucked my pussy again and started thrusting.

His thrusts were so powerful that my entire body shook. My breasts were bouncing, and I began sucking on my nipple. Raj wasn’t paying attention to my breasts. He was focused on my cunt. His dick began to vibrate inside me.

Raj: Priya Didi, I’m about to release. Where should I do it?

Me: In my mouth, release it.

Raj pulled his dick out of my pussy and put it in my mouth, starting to thrust again. His dick began to release fluids, with the first spurt going straight down my throat. He didn’t remove his dick, and spurt after spurt, I swallowed it all.

When his dick stopped releasing fluids, I sucked it clean, taking every drop. He had satisfied me thoroughly. I collapsed on the sofa, and he lay down on top of me, exhausted.

Me: Raj, your stamina is incredible. You really worked my pussy today.

Raj: Didi, I don’t know how, but I lasted longer than I expected. You’re so sexy. If everyone who wanted to have sex were like you, anyone would last for hours.

Me: Now give my pussy a rest. Otherwise, who knows what might happen?

Raj: Yes, Didi, I’m tired too.

Me: We have to go to the beach at 6. After that, dinner, and then be ready for another round tonight.

Raj: Yes, Didi, will you suck my dick at the beach too?

Me: That’s the plan if we get the chance. There aren’t many people on the beach so it might be possible after dark.

Raj: Who made this plan?

Me: The four of us together.

Raj: So you’ll take my dick in your mouth in front of Preeti?

Me: No, after dark. We’ll do it at a bit of a distance from each other.

Raj: Wow, Didi, you make great plans.

Me: Tonight, you will fuck my ass.

Raj: Didi, I have trouble with anal. My dick barely goes in.

Me: You haven’t stretched Preeti’s ass hole yet. Use lube and anal plugs, I’ll teach you.

We reached the beach sometime. It was crowded. Many ladies were enjoying the sun in bikinis.

Imran: Do you guys want a drink?

Me: No, we don’t want any hard drinks.

Imran: Okay, you guys relax here. We’ll get drinks. Let us know if the beach empties.

They went to get drinks, and we spread our towels on the beach to enjoy the sun.

Preeti: Didi, thanks. It was amazing, and it’s just the beginning.

Me: Preeti, the rule is that we don’t discuss what we do with our partners in private.

Nisha: Priya darling, she’s not discussing how Akash fucked her, just that she’s enjoying it.

Me: Okay, whatever, think about the next trip and who you’ll get next.

Neha: My ass is sore today.

Me: Your ass is beautiful. Anyone would get tempted.

Preeti: Yes, Didi, even I get tempted seeing your ass.

Neha: You’re the naughtiest of all.

Nisha: Neha, let Preeti touch your ass. You touch hers in return.

Me: There are so many kids playing here, and you two are playing with each other’s asses.

Then Preeti and Neha actually started touching each other’s asses. Nisha and I came aside.

Nisha: Last time with Rahul was great, right?

Me: Yes, it was very exciting, missing him. Such an innocent kid.

Nisha: Yes, very innocent. Even had his eyes on his Mom’s ass and boobs.

Me: Can you blame him?

Nisha: Haha. Priya, if Rahul were here, you’d fuck him too.

Me: Control yourself, bitch.

Nisha: I need to talk to you alone.

Me: What is it?

Nisha: Not now, when we get back to your place.

Me: Why mention it now, then?

Nisha: They’re coming, so I said we’ll talk alone later.

Preeti: Didi, what are you doing?

Me: Talking about your pussy. Come, bring it here.

Neha: My God, this Preeti is not to be underestimated.

Me: Neha, tell me, are you enjoying it?

Neha: Yes, Priya, thanks for all this.

I then took Neha aside.

Me: When you said your ass is sore, I thought it might be too much for you.

Neha: No, Imran is good at it.

Me: Yes, he’s very good at anal.

Neha: Danish is happy with this arrangement, too.

Me: That’s good. Are you open to something extra?

Neha: What do you mean?

Me: We have some secrets between Nisha, Preeti, and me. I’m asking if you’re open to it, too. If not, no problem.

Neha: I don’t understand, Priya. Are you saying you have something extra with Nisha and Preeti?

Me: Yes, it’s our secret. Without dicks. We experimented, and it was fun.

Neha: Wow, Priya. You make sex so exciting. Count me in.

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Hi friends main apni kahani ‘Babita chudi gym trainer se’ ka doosra aur last part leke aap sab ke saamne hazir hu. Umeed hai aapko pichla part pasand aaya hoga. Agar aapne pichla part nahi padha hai, to please pehle jaake usko zaroor padhe.

Pichle part mein aapne padha tha, Babita gym join karti hai jaha ka owner Rishi usko pasand aa jata hai. Uske baare mein soch-soch kar Babita garam ho jati hai, aur Iyer ko chudai ke liye taiyaar karti hai.

Lekin Iyer Babita ke lund choosne ke dauran hi jhad jata hai. Isse Babita ki chut ki aag thandi nahi hoti, aur usko waise hi mann maar kar sona padta hai. Ab aage badhte hai.

Raat ko jaise-taise Babita so gayi. Subha jab woh uthi, to usko sabse pehle Rishi ka hi khayaal aaya. Rishi ke baare mein sochte hi woh horny ho gayi. Fir usko kal ka gym wala scene yaad aaya jab Rishi us sexy ladki ki exercise mein help kar raha tha.

Ye soch kar Babita ne decide kiya ki woh bhi aaj sexy kapde pehan kar gym jayegi. Taaki Rishi ka dhyan apni taraf aakarshit kar sake. Fir woh gym ke liye taiyaar hone lagti hai.

Babita ek red color ki shorts pehanti hai, jisne sirf uski gaand ko hi dhaka tha. Upar woh sports bra pehan leti hai, aur us par track suit pehan leti hai. Taaki koi usko aise naa dekh le gym jaate hue.

Fir woh auto mein baith kar gym pahunchti hai. Gym mein jaate hi usko Rishi saamne dikhayi deta hai. Usko dekhte hi Babita apne kapde utaarne lagti hai. Woh track suit utaar kar shorts aur sports bra mein aa jati hai.

Tabhi Rishi ki nazar us par padti hai, aur uska muh khula ka khula reh jata hai. Babita ye dekh leti hai ki Rishi ne usko notice kar liya tha. Fir woh bade style se kamuk andaaz mein gaand hila kar treadmil ki taraf chali jati hai.

Jab woh treadmil par jogging karne lagti hai. To uske boobs uchal rahe hote hai, aur gaand fadfada rahi hoti hai. Usko paseena aane lagta hai, aur paseene ki boonde usko aur zyada sexy bana rahi hoti hai.

Tabhi Rishi Babita ke paas aata hai, aur usko kehta hai-

Rishi: Babita ji, aur bhi exercises karni hai, ya sirf treadmil par jogging hi karni hai?

Babita: Aap karwayenge to hum zaroor karenge. (Babita usko kamuk andaaz mein kehti hai).

Fir Rishi usko alag-alag exercises karane lagta hai. Exercise ke dauran jab bhi Rishi ko Babita ko touch karne ka mauka milta, woh usko touch kar leta. Uska lund Babita ki sexy body ko feel karke khada ho chuka tha.

Fir ek exercise ke dauran Babita usko kehti hai-

Babita: Main zara paseena ponch lu?

Rishi: Kyun? Rehne dijiye acha lagta hai.

Babita: Paseene mein aapko kya acha lagta hai?

Rishi: Aapke paseene ki khushbu badi achi hai. Paseene ki khushbu itni achi hai, pata nahi doosre…

Aur yaha par Rishi bolte-bolte ruk jata hai. Tabhi Babita usko poochti hai-

Babita: Kya hua Rishi ji, aap bolte-bolte ruk kyun gaye?

Rishi: Nahi kuch nahi.

Babita: Boliye na please.

Rishi: Nahi aapko bura lag jayega.

Babita: Nahi lagega, aap boliye to.

Tabhi Rishi kehta hai: Aapke paseene ki khushbu itni achi hai. Pata nahi waha ke paani ki kitni achi hogi (woh Babita ki chut ki taraf ishara karte hue kehta hai).

Babita usi waqt jawab deti hai: Woh aapko khud hi check karna padega.

Babita ka ye jawab sun kar Rishi khush ho jata hai. Woh usi waqt uska hath pakadta hai, aur kehta hai-

Rishi: Chaliye fir der kaisi?

Fir woh usko gym ke peeche bane apne personal room mein le jata hai. Andar jaate hi dono paaglon ki tarah kiss karne lagte hai. Kiss karte hue Rishi Babita ki sexy gaand ko zor-zor se masalne lagta hai.

Babita ke soft chootadon ko masalne mein usko bahut maza aata hai. Fir Rishi kiss todta hai, aur Babita ko waha pade bed par lita leta hai. Woh Babita ke upar aata hai, aur uski shorts par se uski chut par kiss karta hai. Fir woh uski shorts utaar deta hai, aur uski panty faad kar uski clean-shaved chut chaatne lagta hai.

Babita, jiski chut mein kal se aag lagi hui thi, uske sar ko apni chut mein dabane lagti hai. Rishi kutton ki tarah uski chut chaat raha hota hai. Tabhi Babita kehti hai-

Babita: Rishi mujhe bhi aapka lund choosna hai.

Ye sun kar Rishi Babita ke upar ghoom jata hai, aur 69 position bana leta hai. Babita Rishi ka pajama aur underwear neeche karti hai, aur sath hi uska 8 inch kar lund Babita ke muh par lagta hai.

Uska mota aur bada lund dekh kar Babita khush ho jati hai, aur usko muh mein leke choosne lagti hai. Dono kuch der tak ek-doosre ke chut lund ko ache se chooste hai. Fir Rishi apne baaki ke kapde bhi utaar deta hai, aur Babita bhi full nangi ho jati hai.

Rishi Babita ke boobs choosne lagta hai, aur neeche uski chut par apna lund set karta hai. Fir ek zor ke dhakke se uska lund Babita ki chut ko cheerte hue andar chala jata hai.

Babita ki zor ki cheekh nikalti hai, aur Rishi uski chut ko tezi se chodne lagta hai. Woh Babita ke hontho se apne honth jod deta hai, taaki uski awaaz band ho jaye.  Fir zor-zor ke dhakke maar kar usko chodne lagta hai.

Kuch der mein Babita ka dard khatam ho jata hai, aur woh gaand utha-utha kar usse chudne lagti hai. Kuch der aise hi unki chudai chalti hai. Fir Babita Rishi ko neeche karke uske upar aa jati hai, aur uske lund ki sawari karne lagti hai.

Aaj Babita sahi mayine mein chud rahi hoti hai, aur uski chut ko param santushti ki prapti ho rahi hoti hai. Aise hi Rishi ke lund par uchalte-uchalte uski chut paani chhodhne lagti hai.

Uski chut poori vaasna ka paani baahar chhodh deti hai. Babita ko jannat ka maza mil chuka tha. Us din ke baad se aksar Rishi aur Babita ki chudai hoti rehti hai.

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