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Hello everyone, this is Sharan (name changed). I am a 26-year-old doctor. This is a story about a fortunate encounter with a girl who was my bunkmate on a train journey. She was a perfect woman of age 32, 5’7″ in height, and her sizes were around 36DD-30-38.

I was on a semi-professional trip to meet a friend in Kannur, Kerala. The train started its scenic commute toward the gorgeous West coast of the god’s own country, “Kerala.” It was during the daytime. The cabin was filled with usual uncles and aunties with few exceptions. One of the passengers requested to exchange his seat with me so that he could sit with his family. I happily agreed because it was a window seat after all.

The train wasn’t full. After a while, I chose to move to the upper berth and have a nap.

I was woken up by this beautiful girl named Jessie (name changed). She claimed that it was her berth. I apologized and got down. I couldn’t see anybody else in the cubicle. It was a 2 Tier AC compartment (thanks to my friend). I was expecting her to hop on the berth. Instead, she threw her luggage and sat opposite me. I was frustrated; I gathered my courage and said, “Hi, I’m Sharan”.

Jess: Hi, I am Jessie.

Sharan: If you weren’t supposed to get on your berth, why would you spoil my sleep? I am sorry I didn’t mean to be offensive, just curious.

Jess: I didn’t mean to wake you up. I was about to climb onto the berth, but then realized..

Sharan: Realised?

Jess: Mmm, my outfit isn’t suited for climbing.

She shrugged herself while completing the sentence.

Sharan: Oh, I didn’t consider that aspect.

Jess: I am sorry.

Sharan: Nah, we are cool. I was just curious (she replied with a smile).

Then I started to notice her dress, she was wearing a sleeveless green crank top with a denim skirt. The skirt was neither too small nor too big.

Sharan: What do you do? I mean in general?

Jess: Oh, I’m an event manager. We work with beauty pageants and we also organize corporate events.

Sharan: That’s interesting, so you are the one who presents those zero-fit girls as sexy.

Jess: Ahaan, no, mine is more focused on cultural fusion, and size doesn’t matter with the companies I work with btw, only skinny girls are sexy, uhh? (with a smudge look on her face)

Sharan: No, I was trying to joke; you know how miserable I am. I like wholesome women.

Jess: Not even girls, only women, uh?!

Sharan: Come on. I meant someone a bit mature, and chubby, especially with a better attitude.

Jess: Mature? Are you that kind of guy? (with a wink)

Sharan: Oh lord, please help me. I meant someone matures inside. For example, someone like you.

Jess: I was just kidding.

The conversation was interrupted by a stupid phone call from my friend.

Sharan: Sorry, I had to take this.

Jess: No problem.

Sharan: It was my semi-professional friend whom I’m meeting who called to check up on my arrival time.

Jess: Semi-professional? You are a corporate product, uh?

Sharan: No-no. I’m a doctor. This is my friend who worked with me and recently moved to the UAE.

Jess: Doc, really?

Sharan: Okay, turn back. I’ll prove you by injecting you with saline.

Jess: No, thanks. So, where are you headed?

Sharan: Mangalore. What about you?

Jess: Mahe, I am managing an event that’s gonna take place in a few days. Mahe and Goa are our usual hotspots.

Sharan: Cool, I haven’t been to a beauty-related event, though.

Jess: You are welcome to join unless you have some schedule. But don’t expect those skinny girls in their bikinis.

Sharan: Oh, there won’t be any?

Jess: Don’t make me rethink my invitation.

Sharan: Okay then, I’ll meet my friend and maybe call you after the meet-up and..

Jess: And? What are you gonna do?

Sharan: We planned to head to the pub in the evening after the so-called “sight seeing”. Just one or two days max.

Jess: You meant skinny girls?

Sharan: Come on, leave those skinny girls out of the conversation. Maybe someone cute like a cupcake.

Jess: Hold on your horses. Mangalore isn’t Thailand, bro.

Sharan: Ahaa.

I forgot to include earlier, she was damn sexy in that green top. I couldn’t resist gazing at her cleavage once in a while during the conversation. She caught me staring at her cleavage multiple times though. I even had my backpack on my lap to hide the boner. It was hot as fuck. She wanted to take a nap so I offered my berth while I climbed on to watch her snuggling cleavage. Those two soft moons trying to wrestle against each other.

After a while, I heard her alarm ringing but she was hitting the snooze. I got down and notified her that her stop was nearing.

Jess: Give me 2 minutes, please!

Sharan: I waited for another 5-10 minutes.

While I stared at her beauty, I woke her up by tapping on her shoulder. She shrugged me off.

Sharan: Jess, come on, you have to wake up. Your stop is in 10 minutes.

Jess: Oh, goodness.

She woke up and I helped her gather her belongings.

Sharan: Jess, I haven’t got your number. Would you mind sharing it?

Jess: Let me have yours. She took her phone and noted it down.

She got down at her place and I went on with my trip. I had a meet-up with my friend and headed back to my place.

I didn’t hear from her for a week. One fine night around 10, I got a text from her.

She: Hey doc, this is Jess.

Me: Hi Jess, I was expecting your text long back.

She: Don’t bluff.

Me: I meant it. I really wanted to hang out with you. I was waiting for you to call me when I was there in Mangalore. Even extended my stay for another day. But you didn’t, so I was left disappointed.

She: Awwww, that’s cute. I don’t know, I got held up.

We texted for a couple of days and got to know each other well. We had a lot in common though. One fine evening, the conversation began.

She: Hey hi, I just got back from an event. So, thought of texting you.

Me: Oh, great. How is it gonna be? Any expectations?

She: Nothing special, just the usual kinds of stuff. It’s boring, I have an event tomorrow and I don’t have any upcoming projects for a while.

Me: So, is it okay if I catch a bus and meet you in a few hours?

She: Wow, really?! Are you gonna come?

Me: Of course, and yeah, it’s Friday, so why not? I had a plan for later this month. I can pre-pond it.

She: Let me know when you are here.

I texted her after reaching Mahe. She picked me up and took me to the hotel I booked.

Jess: Sorry, I have to go now. I’ll call you when I get free.

After some time.

Jess: Hi, I am back. Are you comfortable?

Sharan: Yes, I am good.

We had some usual conversations.

Jess: Sounds great. Catch your sleep because I know you have been partying the previous days, I’ll meet you in the afternoon.

Sharan: You don’t want me to be there at the event?

Jess: I don’t know, I didn’t think it through. All of my colleagues will be there. It’s kind of new.

Sharan: Thank God. Hey Jess, I just came to meet you. I just used the event as an excuse.

Jess: Really? Thank you. I couldn’t figure out if you were there.

Sharan: No worries Jess. Meet you in the afternoon.

I just went out to the beach and had some drinks, came back, and had a blissful sleep. I woke up around 10, had my breakfast, and was waiting for Jess to show up. She dropped by my hotel around 3 pm.

Jess: Why don’t you check out your hotel and head back to my place?

Sharan: I already paid for the day. Why don’t we watch some movies, get a couple of drinks and head back to your Villa?

We did end up watching some movies over a few drinks. Then we both sat on the bed while watching. I could feel her shoulders caressing mine. I had my hand wrapped around her shoulder too for some time.

Then we ended up having a nap, hugging each other. More like a warm cuddling. I could smell her, I cannot explain those feelings in a few words. We woke up around 11 and headed back to her place. We bought some tequila for the night. She then changed into a beautiful black camisole and shorts. I could see those nipples trying hard to hide inside her camisole. Wow, those jugs were huge! The bras she wore would be struggling to hold those beautiful boobs. I wanted to take a bath, so I asked her.

Jess: Go ahead, I’ll set things up.

When I came out, I couldn’t believe it. The room was filled with some blissful aroma. The lights were in dim settings. Some random songs were playing on the television. The tequila and glasses were surrounded by fruits and some snacks.

We had a couple of drinks and danced around for a while. With the dim lights and cozy music, the mood lit up. Then we hugged each other and danced for a while. I kissed on her forehead. I could feel her grip getting tighter. My left hand was around her hip and my right hand held hers.

I was just wearing a sleeveless t-shirt with a short, and had an instant boner. I could feel my dick protruding from my shorts. It was around 7 inches in size and 3 inches thick. I could feel my dick rubbing against her navel. She looked up and we ended up kissing.

Tongues were struggling to compete; the kiss continued for a while, with breaks to catch our breaths. The kiss continued for a long time while I was caressing her fluffy ass. I grabbed her ass tight from inside her shorts.

“Shh..Ahh!” She ran her hand into my t-shirt, around my chest. We broke the kiss and grazed into each other’s soul for a minute or so.

I saw the glow in her eyes. Then I pulled her for another kiss. We ended up kissing on the couch near the bed for a while.

She was sitting on me, with her legs around my lap. She teasingly got up and moved towards the bed and she laid flat with her arms flat open. I slowly crept up on her while kissing from her toes till I reached near her vagina. I kissed it on her shorts.

“Hhhaaaaaan..” she felt it. I went up to her navel and ran my tongue, followed by a kiss. Her hand was gripping the sheets. I went a bit further, kissed her neck and licked a bit too. Her hand was clamping my back. We passionately kissed for at least a quarter of an hour.

Then I removed my t-shirt, and shorts in a fraction of a second. She was running her hand all over my chest and when she went down, she took my dick and started stroking it. I removed her camisole and started to see those gorgeous melons for the first time. It should be on the World Wonders list.

I looked like a kid in a candy shop, an adult in a car show. Then I kissed her right boob gently and started licking it with small pecks. I sucked her nipples as if I was milking a cow.

“Uuuhhhhh haaaa..”

Jess: Sharan, slow down.

Meanwhile, I was pressing the other boob with my hand like a stress ball.

She moaned and screamed in pain and pleasure, “Mmm yeah, uuffff, Uhhh, OMG, uh, Haaaa..”

After a while, I shifted my attention a little down. I removed her shorts and the panty in a single try. Then I could see her pussy glowing in the dim light. The wetness hit me up. I took my nose near it and smelled the clean-shaven pussy. Oh wow, that was a potent drug. I gently ran my tongue from down to up.

‘Hhhaaaammhhh..” she moaned.

Then I started licking it as if I was tasting a prasad. It tasted salty, but you know you can’t compare it with anything else. It’s one of a kind!

I found her clit and started playing with it. My tongue did the irrigation. I had my hand on her boob and crushed it. She held my hair, pushing deep into the glory hole. In around 17-20 minutes, I could hear something wild.

“Haaaaa, haaaa, haaann, mmmhhaaaah..” It got louder and louder.

Suddenly, the long-awaited white honey showed up. I didn’t think twice, I gulped it as soon as I saw it. Her breathing started to calm down. She turned on her back and hid her face inside a pillow.

As soon as I saw her pussy dripping, I went for it. She wasn’t expecting it, she twitched and got up. She hugged me and pulled me in for a kiss. We ended up kissing for a minute or so. Then she started to kiss my neck and play with my nipples. She gave me a hug and a painful bite.

Sharan: Haaaaann Jessie, slowly.

Then she went down, for my dick and kissed the tip.

Jessie: Wow, it’s good.

I asked her to let me, with her pussy just above my face. She did as I asked her to do. She started sucking me while I tried to lick her pussy. To be honest, I couldn’t keep up with the pace. She was damn good at blowing!

I licked her while she was blowing. I came before I could make her cum by licking. She ran her tongue from down to up licking the overflowing cum. She drank it all. What a girl! Then she got up and sat on my face and teased me with twerks.

I went to get her asshole, but she wasn’t comfortable with it. She asked me not to do it. I obeyed her. Then I licked her for a while and she enjoyed sitting on my face. She got up, went around, and sat on my dick; I was expecting a kiss. Instead, she pulled my dick out and made it into her pussy.

Like a cowboy, she rode me. I could see her huge boobs bouncing up and down. It might be really painful for her. Thanks to the licking I did, she cummed soon. I could feel the oozing liquid out of her pussy.

She laid down beside me for a while and then hugged me. We both were exhausted. I asked her to lay on me for the pressure. She did, and I felt her curves running over me like molten chocolate. After an hour, we did it again. This time on top.

Thank you for reading it. I hope you like it. Your comments are welcomed. You can contact me through my Gmail account, [email protected]. I also wanted to ask you guys. Would you like part 2 of our relationship and desirable encounters?

Day 2 –

Jab meri aankhen khuli to main razayi ke andar nangi padi thi. Fir jab maine razayi uthayi, aur dekha to meri chut par I Love You ka sticker laga hua tha. Mere baju mein ek kaagaz pada tha. Us kaagaz mein likha tha-

Kaagaz: Aunty, raat ko jo maza aapne mujhe diya hai, uske liye aapka bahut-bahut thank you.

Fir maine apni chut par se sticker nikaal diya, aur bathroom mein nahane chali gayi. Waha jaake maine dekha bathroom poora flower se saja hua tha, aur poori bathroom mein Neelam likha hua tha.

Fir main bathtub use karne lagi, to usme mast rose ki pankhudiya thi. Main bahut khush ho gayi, aur Chinu ko mann hi mann thank you aur love you bol rahi thi. Maine bhi taiyaar hone mein koi kasar nahi chhodhi. Main kaafi hot look mein taiyaar ho gayi, aur wo dinning table par baitha hua mera intezaar kar raha tha.

Maine uske paas jaa kar meri body ki aur mere cent ki khushbu usko di. Fir mera pati sab ke saamne mujhe bol raha tha-

Pati: Tum badi kaatil dikh rahi ho aaj.

Aur mere pati ne mere head pe kiss kar diya sab ke saamne. Poora din hum gaon aur khet ke aaju-baju ghoom rahe the. Poore din main bahut hi thak gayi thi. Ek to raat ka stress, aur uske sath poore din ghoomne se bahut stress aaya tha.

Hum shaam ko 7 baje hamare farmhouse par aaye, aur khichdi banayi. Hum log wo khaa kar 8 baje sab sone chale gaye.

Maine pati ko bola: Main aaj Chinu ke room mein hi so jaungi. Waha ka Ac thoda acha chalta hai.

To pati bola: Theek hai.

Fir hum sab so gaye. Mujhe to bahut hi neend aa rahi thi, isliye main sone lagi. Mujhe pata tha ye raat ko kuch karega nahi, to main kuch nahi pehan ke so gayi. Matlab sirf nighty pehni thi. Jab subh 4 baje aankh khuli to main apne pati ke bedroom mein soyi thi.

Tab mujhe pata chala ki main apne hi bedroom mein so gayi, aur maine dekha ki meri nighty upar uthi hui thi, aur ye bhi dekha ki pati ke underpants se uska hathiyar baahar tha. Mujhe pata chala ki usne mujhe choda tha. Tabhi main bhi jaan-boojh kar uske upar baith gayi, aur hathiyar set karne lagi.

Tabhi wo bola: Darling ab nahi kar paunga. Tujhe neend mein 3 baar chod chuka hu. Bahut hi hot lag rahi thi tum, aaj raha nahi gaya.

Fir main neeche utar gayi, aur bedroom ke baahar aa gayi. Maine bedroom baahar se lock kar diya. Chinu ke room ka door open tha. Wo meri hi raah dekh raha tha shayad. Maine jab usko jagaya to wo bola-

Chinu: Raat mein kaha thi aunty?

Aur usne mujhe daboch liya. Fir wo meri chut choosne laga. Chooste-chooste wo bol raha tha-

Chinu: Tujhe to choda hai kisi ne.

To maine kaha: Tere chacha ne neend mein mujhe 3 baar choda.

Usne kaha: Maza aaya?

Maine kaha: Main to soyi thi. Usne chod ke nikaal liya.

Fir Chinu ne mujhe kaha: Aunty aaj sirf simple sex karenge. Nahi to tumko dard hoga. Aur abhi 5 baj chuke hai.

Fir usne mujhe apne paas liya, aur direct daalne laga. Isse main thodi chilla uthi, aur ahh ahh ohh ki awaaze karne lagi. Kam se kam 35 minute baad main jhad gayi. Par wo mujhe chodte hi jaa raha tha. Fir achank se mere jhadne ke poore 20 minute baad uske garam lohe jaise lund se garam rass meri chut mein gir gaya.

Mere aansu nikal gaye, aur meri body kaampne lagi. Ab wo mere upar gir gaya, par wo ruka nahi. Wo mere doodh choosta raha, aur 15 minute mera doodh piya usne. Uske baad wo mere upar hi pad gaya. Fir thodi der baad maine dono taango ko uski gardan par rakha, aur cross kar liya. Maine uska muh meri nabhi par daba diya, aur wo meri nabhi choosne lag gaya.

Meri nabhi bahut hi khuli hai. Wo meri nabhi chut jaise choosne laga, aur main firse mood mein aa gayi. Fir maine use nabhi par uska hathiyar rakhne ko bola, aur chodne ko kaha.

Wo bola: Aunty ye kaise hoga?

Fir bhi maine wo khule bhaag mein hathiyar ka supara rakha, aur usko chodne ko bola. Wo jab kar raha tha, tab main ahh uff ohh ishhh ahhh ki awaaze kar rahi thi. Tabhi uska 30 minute baad nikalne ko aaya tha.

To maine usko bola: Chinu meri bagal mein chod.

Ab wo bola: Aunty baad mein. Ab mera nikalne wala hai.

Tabhi usne uska saara maal mere pet ki nabhi par gira diya, aur meri body ko lohe ki garmi ka ehsaas hua. Abhi main meri body par gira hua maal saaf karne lagi thi.

Tabhi wo bola: Chaadar se hi ponch lo baad mein nikal jayega.

Aur maine waise hi kiya. Abhi 6 baj chuke the.

Maine usko kaha: Firse karna hai kya? Abhi bhi stamina hai kya? Ki baad mein karega?

Fir usne mujhe kiss kiya, aur kaha: Baad mein karenge.

Thodi der baad mera pati uth gaya aur bola: Mujhe aaj kuch kaam hai zila ki jagah (matlab district mein), to main aaj poora din ghar nahi rahunga.

Ye sun kar main to khush ho gayi, aur maine Chinu ko sone diya. Abhi 10 baj chuke the. Mere sab kaam bhi ho chuke the. Chinu ko maine jagaya, aur uske upar gir gayi aur boli-

Main: Uth jaa ab. Chacha ghar nahi hai. Aaj poora din enjoy kar lo.

Usne kaha: Acha kaha gaye?

Maine usko bataya, aur usne mujhe god mein utha liya. Fir mujhe hall mein sofe par fenk diya. Uske baad wo baahar gaya ghar ke, aur door ko lock laga diya. Fir wo khidki se andar aa gaya aur bolne laga-

Chinu: Ghar par koi nahi samajh kar koi nahi disturb karega.

Fir main khadi hone lagi, tabhi usne mujhe dhakka maar diya, aur kiss karne laga.

Wo bolne laga: Bagal mein karna hai na tujhe? Lekin aapki ye achi saree ka blouse kharaab ho jayega.

Wo mujhe ek ttak dekhne laga, aur main samajh gayi. Meri story kaisi lagi aapko. Hum aage continue karenge with day 3. Kahani par apni feedback zaroor dena. Dhanyawad.

I was at my professor Lalita’s home. Precisely her kitchen, sleeping naked with her maid Mangala when she woke me up. She slapped me hard and put on my clothes.

“My entertaining piece of hot sausage, let’s go to college. Principal Aadab called me to come early. And she told me to bring you along,” said Lalita.

Professor Lalita drives me to our college in her old, beaten-up Honda Activa. We park the scooter and enter the college to find it surprisingly empty. Lalita had a glee on her face and said, “You know what time it is? It is a quickie time.”

She quickly rushed me to her cabin and started kissing me. I knew I had to bang my professor once again. They say if you screw a person once, you have to screw them for life. I unzipped my pants and took out what my professor calls her entertaining hot sausage.

I slammed Lalita on the desk and pulled up her saree. My sausage was in her buns in no time. In and out, my dick went. Simultaneously pulling her hair like a cowboy shooting a hoop until some mustard sauce entered the juicy buns. We started hearing some chaos from outside.

Frightened, we dressed ourselves up. Professor Lalita pulled down her saree, but her hair was still in a mess. I pulled up my pants. As we walked out of the cabin, we saw two ladies along with Principal Aadab. A crowd had also gathered in the hallway.

“Look, to top this all up, we have a teacher and student fucking in the college,” said one of the ladies. To which the other lady said, “I am sure she won’t give this student extra marks for this submission.” And they started laughing.

Principal Aadab tried to cool off the situation by saying, “Ma’am, let’s discuss this in my cabin. The hallway is not the right place to discuss.”

“Okay, get this boy along. I want to talk to him.”

Principal Aadab guided the two ladies to her office, and I followed them. They made me sit on a chair. One lady asked, “What were you doing in that professor’s cabin?” I replied, “Ma’am, I will reply to all your questions, but first, can you tell me who you are?”

The lady replied, “Well, son, I am Supriya, and she is Neelam. We are from the All India Government Technical Education Agency. We came to this college for a secret audit and found that here, students are cheating in exams, the library is a mess, and the students are bunking their classes. Anyhow, you tell me, what were you doing in Professor Lalita’s cabin?”

I looked at Principal Aadab, who was visibly distressed. Then I looked at the ladies and said, “Ma’am, honestly, I don’t know what to tell you. It’s a long story.”

“We have all the time. Say it.”

“I was weak in Economics, which is Professor Lalita’s subject, and she started giving me extra lectures at her home. Then, one day, out of nowhere, she demanded sex with me. It was very hard for me to deny sex to her, so I caved in. And till this day, we maintain a good sex relationship. So this morning, yes, we were having sex. But we usually do it at her house.”

The two ladies burst into laughter. Neelam said, “Aadab, you were right. He is a sweet candy.”

“Am I missing something?” I said. Principal Aadab replied, “You are so naive. Supriya and Neelam are real auditors, but I have already taken care of the monetary part. When I told them about you, they were very curious about spending a night with you. So they won’t give us the approvals unless you sleep with them.”

Neelam hugged me and said, “Are you ready, sweetheart? We can’t wait to rip you apart and fuck you the whole day.”

I took a moment to understand the situation and replied, “Yes, ma’am. I am ready for this. Where shall we start?”

Supriya laughed and said, “Not so quick, honey. Let us take you to our hotel room. Aadab, you can collect him tomorrow morning.”

Neelam and Supriya took me along with them while others in the college hallway kept looking at us. We took an Uber to their hotel, and all three of us were sitting in the rear seat of the old, beaten-up Maruti Suzuki Swift Dzire.

The ladies had started putting their hands in my pants, making me and the driver uncomfortable. This was my first handjob in a public place. We arrived at the hotel and tipped the Uber driver well. The ladies took me to their room. It was a suite with a king-size bed, perfect for the threesome that was to happen.

Oh, I forgot to describe the ladies. Supriya was in her 40s, short, chubby, fair-skinned, and had long silky black hair. She was wearing a pink salwar kameez. Neelam was in her late 40s, tall, slim, wheatish, had big specs, and was wearing a green saree.

Neelam looked at me with a naughty smile and asked me to get comfortable. I sat on the sofa, thinking we would be having sex after some time, but boy, was I wrong. As soon as I sat on the sofa, Supriya pounced on me and started kissing me. She was sticking her tongue in my mouth.

Neelam, out of nowhere, unzipped my pants and started sucking my dick, making it all ready for the action that was to come. Supriya and Neelam removed their clothes and became naked. God, what boobs did they have? I started sucking their boobs one by one.

I wish I was their baby and could get to suck their boobs every day. “Stop sucking our boobs. You are not our baby. Get to work and make us happy!” said Neelam after slapping me.

Seeing my disappointed face, Supriya cheered me up by saying, “You can suck my boobs as much as you want, baby. But first, make your mommy proud!”

I knew I had to impress Neelam first, so I went ahead and started licking her pussy till I made it wet. I shoved my dick into her pussy, and we were enjoying it. Neelam, with her bold face and black spectacle, felt like I was fucking a strict teacher. After some time, both of us came together.

Neelam was a little exhausted, so she went for a smoke break, leaving me to be fucking by Supriya. I was lying on the sofa, taking some rest. Supriya gave me a blowjob to make my tool hard again. Then she proceeded to sit on my dick and fuck me cowgirl style.

She rode me like a whore giving me much more pleasure than Neelam. Neelam, too, returned some time and started kissing me with her smoked mouth, my first time. As I finished with Supriya, Neelam was ready for round 2, this time anal. She bent over a wall, giving me access to her ass.

I tried to loosen her ass with my fingers, but it was already too loose. Maybe she enjoyed anal a lot. I had anal with Neelam for a long time. All this while I was sucking on Supriya’s soft boobies. After I cum inside Neelam, she again went for a smoke.

Supriya came to me and said, “Baby, let’s do a quickie. I have a flight to catch.” She bent over, and I fucked her doggy style. I pulled her hair, and we enjoyed our last fuck. We were done in fifteen minutes. Supriya dressed up and left to catch her flight, leaving me alone with Neelam.

Hey Peeps! I have been an adherent reader of ISS for a long time. Finally found a fantasy to publish.

“We are not accepting any new applications for the intern role; I am sorry,” Abhay busily replied to the caller.

“Sir, I am a B.Tech graduate from last year and am finding it difficult to get a role. I am going through a few issues at home, too. All I ask is just one interview!” asked a sweet female voice

“Mmmm, you know what – Just come to our office tomorrow at 5 pm sharp, and I will see what I can do.”

“Thank you so much, sir.”

“What was your name again?”

“Sarita sir, Sarita Sabastian.”

“Alright, Sarita Sabastian, Will see you tomorrow at 5 pm.”

Abhay:- a 40-year-old entrepreneur, ran a digital marketing firm in Bengaluru. He was married with a daughter – kind, gentle, and a typical family man. No one could imagine the kind of animal he was in the bed or the cravings he had.

His wife was hot, short, and plump, great ass, and had a lovely face. But her sex drive was nowhere closer to his. They hardly mated thrice a month while he was ready to fuck twice a day. Abhay liked voluptuous women – thick things, jiggly asses, and big droopy boobs – that was his type. He loved to take them to his guest house, disrobe them, squeeze their titties, suck their pussy, smack their ass, and fuck them over and over again. Abhay was excellent in bed – pornstar-level stamina.

“Sir, Sarita Sabastian is here.”

“Finally! Someone is on time. Send her in!” instructed Abhay to his receptionist.

“May I come in, Sir?” asked a sweet voice.

“Yes, please!”

There she was – Sarita Sabastian, 22-year-old B Tech graduate from Kerala. She was short, petite, with a cute little face. She was not the type of woman Abhay usually noticed. But something about Saritha was different; her presence stirred something within him that he hadn’t felt in years. Abhay readily offered her a role, and Sarita profusely thanked him for the opportunity.

“No problem, you seem good. Best wishes!” Abhay shook her hand and asked HR to onboard Sarita.

The mallu girl Sarita turned out to be a diligent, hard-working intern. She often stayed late to finish her tasks, was prompt in her responsibilities, and was quite a team player.

One evening, as the office began to empty, Abhay noticed Sarita still at her desk, her face illuminated by the soft glow of her computer screen. He walked over under the pretense of checking on her work.

“Burning the midnight oil, Sarita?” he asked, his voice was low and warm.

She looked up, a little startled, but smiled. “Just trying to finish this report, sir.”

“Please, call me Abhay.”

“No sir, I cannot do that.”

“Why? Is it because of my grey hair and beard?”

“No-No! To be honest, I love your greys. It is just that I respect you too much to call you by your first name.”

“Haha! By the way, You are doing a great job. For someone who has been with us just for a month, you have pulled good weight.”

Sarita blushed and blurted, “Thanks, Abhay!”

“Haha! Abhay huh? Respect gone already?”

“Ayyo, so sorry! I meant to say Thank you, sir,” Sarita replied with a flushed face.

“Hey! Come on! It’s okay. My parents named me Abhay so people could call me. Chill Maadi,” Abhay extended his hand as a gesture, and Sarita gleefully accepted the handshake. It was while shaking her hand that Abhay noticed that Sarita had a set of beautiful breasts. They jingled up and down due to the firm handshake. Abhay had an immediate hard-on and pulled his hand back; something primal and uncontrollable was happening. He fought against it, reminding himself of his responsibilities and the lines that shouldn’t be crossed.

While driving home, he could not stop thinking about those puppies he saw. For a slender figure, the mallu girl Sarita had quite sizable breasts. Abhay assessed her bra size to be 32 with a D cup or 34 with a B cup and wondered if she had the perfect nipples to go. Perky, pointy, and small. He loved such tits. His Mizoram girlfriend had it, and every time he would see them, he would just go bonkers and fuck her brains out.

He came home and masturbated thinking about Sarita, but nothing satiated him. His view of her changed in just one night. But he was unsure how he would approach her or if it was even a good idea. He had always maintained his decorum, except for once when he had gotten involved with Anusha – his HR manager, which he greatly regretted.

The next day, Abhay heard someone screaming from the work bay.

“Are you kidding me with these reports?” – and ventured out to see what it was all about. SEO Expert Ashwin was castigating Sarita for a shoddy report she had prepared.

Instinctively, Abhay yelled, “Ashwin, my chamber, now!”

Ashwin hurriedly came knocking.

“What is happening, Ashwin?”

“Abhay, I have trained Sarita for the last 15 days. She keeps mixing data columns, and today, I had it with her.”

“Ashwin, calm down. A team leader never lets a team member down in front of everyone. You need to talk to Sarita privately. You need to be her guide and not her monitor.”

“Perhaps you are right; I will do better.”

“Excellent, Ashwin. You are a born leader; own it. Let me call Sarita in.” Abhay picked up his intercom and asked Meena to send Sarita in.

Sarita: May I come in, Sir?

“Yes, please. Sarita, Please have a seat. Ashwin, do you have something to say?”

“Sarita, I am sorry. There is a learning curve associated with this, and I should be aware of it. I yelled at you, sorry.”

“No problem, sir. TBH, I was wrong. I will put in more effort and work more diligently.”

“Excellent Chellams. This is called true teamwork. Proud of you, guys.”

Ashwin and Sarita got up to leave. Ashwin left the chamber, and Sarita stayed back. As soon as Ashwin left, Sarita sat down and started crying. Abhay was taken aback.

“Hey-hey! Sarita! It’s okay; it’s okay to make mistakes. It’s normal. Ashwin won’t yell anymore.” Abhay touched Sarita’s hands, saying this.

“No, sir, it’s not about his yelling. I deserved it. Yesterday, my ex-boyfriend came to my PG and created a ruckus. I got so distracted that I did not realize my mistake,” Sarita sobbed.

“Ow, I am sorry to hear that!”

“I am so tired of his bullshit, sir. I relocated to Bangalore because of his issues, and now he has found out where I live and he is causing issues,” Sarita burst out.

Abhay got up, sat beside Sarita, put his arms around her, gently held her, and said, “Don’t worry, I know a few friends who are cops. We can get some help from them and sort it out.”

Sarita hugged him tightly. Abhay could feel her breasts getting crushed; he had an instant hard-on; his 7-inch cock was becoming rock hard, and he had no control. He was embarrassed by this situation and suddenly heard a giggle. Sarita was not sobbing anymore. There was a glee in her eyes and a naughty smile.

“I am sorry, Sarita. This was uncalled for.”

“It was totally called for. I want to believe I am hot.”

“Oh, you are. I mean, No. I mean, I should get back to work.”

“Yes, we should!” Sarita got up, wiped her eyes clean, made her hair, and adjusted her top. Abhay was watching her star-struck.

“Good, no?” Sarita asked.

“What? Yes-yes. Too good.”

“I am asking about my hair, not my boobs,” laughed Sarita.

“Oh, no-no, I was not looking at them.”

“Oh, you poor baby! My boss has a crush on me. How lucky am I?”

“What! No-no! You have got this all wrong.”

The south Indian girl Sarita leaned and kissed Abhay’s cheeks and said, “I have a crush on you too, My savior angel! Let us meet post office hours. Let us dine together.”

Before Abhay could react, Sarita walked off. Abhay could not believe what was happening, so he immediately texted Sarita.

“Sarita, are you sure about this? You know I am married, right?”

“Yes, and Yes,” – replied Sarita.

“Okay! Would 7 pm be okay? Socials?”

“Perfect, I hope you can drop me home after.”

“Sure, I can.”

Sarita was waiting for Abhay a few yards away from the office. He picked her up and was having casual conversations to calm his nervousness.

“Dude, ask me what you want to ask. Why beat around the bush?” Sarita curtly cut Abhay’s conversation.

“Man! You are good. Well, here it is. I am aware of our age gap and also the fact that this cannot be anything more than a fling. Are you aware of it, too?”

“Duh! Yes, I am. And here is why I am okay with this. No one has ever believed in me until you did; no one has ever stood up for me until you did. And Abhay, man! You are hot! All I can think of is ripping your pants off and taking your whole cock in my mouth.”

Abhay could not believe his ears. He just chuckled and kept driving. He was unaware of his erection.

“Oh, someone is in business already. What say we skip dinner and head straight to my place?”

“Are you sure?”

“As sure as your erect cock” laughed Sarita and gently slid her hand into Abhay’s pants.

“Dude! Abhay! Wow! I gotta suck it NOW!” before Abhay could say no, Sarita had already opened his zipper and was sucking his 7-inch pole. He could not say no, her cute lips and tongue doing the trick. She knew what to do with a cock. She slurped, sucked, and licked it like a pro.

“Let me take you to our guest house; it is closer,” Abhay yelled in pleasure.

“Take me wherever you want, Abhay. I want you to fuck like a bitch today. I want this thick cock to tear my pussy apart and make me cum all over.” Sarita continued sucking him.

Soon enough, they arrived at the guest house. Abhay picked Sarita up and took her in; he loosened her hair and smooch her while she continued to stroke his cock. He kissed her neck, ears, and collarbone, titillating her even further.

“Ah, Abhay! Ah Ah..”

Abhay continued exploring his Kerala employee girl’s tongue, frenching her while his hands were busy disrobing her. He opened her t-shirt and then flung her bra – there they were, the most perfect boobs Abhay had ever seen. They were of the perfect size and those nipples were as he had wished – perky, pointy, and small. He could not control it anymore; like a hungry tiger, he started squeezing the life out of those puppies.

“Ahhh Abhay.. Fuck fuck! Squeeze them hard. Suck them for me!”

Abhay pulled Sarita’s pants down. There she stood, 22-year-old, petite mallu intern, topless, with her pussy juices wetting her panty. Abhay choked her as he inspected her head to toe. She was feeling the choke, and that aroused her even more.

“Fucker, that is all you got! Ha?” she exclaimed.

He increased his chokehold and ripped her panty. His long fingers started exploring her clits. She was new to this feeling. While her boyfriends had fucked her, no one bothered about her clit. Abhay masterfully inserted his middle finger inside her wet pussy while his index and thumb were rubbing the clit and labia.

She was having the time of her life, in a chokehold, naked in front of her 37-year-old boss, and then the three-finger combo making her go absolutely nuts. He knew he had just curved up his middle finger to touch her g-spot, and she would squirt. And that is precisely what happened.

“Ah, Abhay! What the fuck are you doing to me. Madarchod! nayinde mone, fucking, aaaaahhhh, please don’t stop fucking. Ahha hhhh, I am coming ohhhh fucking aaaahh”

The young mallu girl squirted a load and collapsed on the floor. She was sweating, panting, and trembling from the intense orgasm that had just ripped through her body. This was the first time she had squirted in her life.

Abhay then bent down, held her in his arms, and took her to the bedroom. He gently laid her down, hugged her, and kissed her forehead.

“Fucking hell, I made a mess,” Sarita replied, still gasping from the orgasm.

“It was lovely! As though it was waiting for years to happen.”

Abhay started fondling her mallu breasts and sucking his cute nipples; soon enough, Sarita’s pussy started leaking again. She was softly moaning, and Abhay exploring her body landed at her pussy. Her pussy was smelling erotic from the intense orgasm and squirting.

Abhay loved this smell and started giving her a blow job. He separated her pussy lips and began licking her clit while his middle finger explored the drenched pussy. Sarita held Abhay’s head tightly and put her thighs around his neck. She was getting into the act.

“Yess, baby, suck me. Aahhh, Aahhhh, Oh yea, yeah, yeah, lick me son of a bitch, lick me fucker, ah ah ah, fucking hell. oh god, ohhhhhh baby don’t stop, fucker give your cock now, I want to feel your throbbing cock.”

Abhay picked Sarita up and said, “Bitch, first suck my cock like an obedient whore, and then I will decide if I should fuck or not!”, He grabbed her hair firmly and guided her head down to his manhood.

“Baby, look at your whore sucking your cock!” Sarita said while kneeling to suck Abhay’s cock.

“Good girl, suck me off now!” Abhay smacked Sarita’s cute white ass and held her head tightly till she choked on his cock. She choked over it, and Abhay pulled her head out and kissed her messy lips all over, and made her suck his cock again and again.

“Baby, can you give your cock to this whore now?” Sarita asked, and Abhay turned her over to the doggy and slid his cock.

“Not in doggy, fucker! Aaaaa ammmmeee! Aaah, Aaaah, Aaah, Fucking hell, yea yea, fuck me baby, aaah, oooo ammmmmmaaaa, god” shouted Sarita.

Abhay grabbed her hair and pulled her head back for a kiss while fucking her mercilessly.

“Please, fuck me, sir; my pussy needs this fucking. Sir, Abhay, baby Fuck me Madarchod, yeah yeah fucking. I am cumming” Sarita came again.

Abhay was nearing his orgasm; he liked to see his girl’s eyes when he came. He turned the mallu office girl over to the missionary and went down on her again. Her pussy was overflowing with mixed juices. He put two of his fingers in, pulled out their juices, and thrust them into Sarita’s mouth. He squeezed her tits in one hand, while the other was finger fucking her pussy.

“Abhay, Please leave me, I cannot have another orgasm. Please, for God’s sake, no, no, please.”

Abhay just continued sucking her clit, and there it was, her third orgasm of the night.

Sarita had no energy left in her after three massive orgasms; she lay there motionless, completely drained of energy. Abhay wanted to cum, and he positioned his cock, rubbed her clit with it, and then vigorously started fucking her. Sarita had no energy left to moan; Abhay fucked her like a possessed beast.

He pulled his cock out and sprayed his cum all over Sarita’s milky breasts and then put his cock over her lips for some after-sex sucking. Sarita happily obliged and sucked his limp cock.

Abhay was back to his usual, gentle self after ejaculation. He pulled Sarita close, hugged her, gently stroked her hair, and asked

“Are you okay, Putti? Sorry, if I was rough.”

“Rough? Abhay, you were a monster. I have been having sex since my 18th year; no one has ever given me three such monster orgasms!

“Haha, is it a good thing or a bad thing!?”

“It is a great thing. I know now what it means to be sexually satisfied. Are you happy with me?”

“I loved how you started driving this and how you became powerless after each orgasm. And how I was powerless when we began and how powerful I became during the sex and then became powerless in your arms again after ejaculation. Sex games are amazing!”

“Ow! Never thought of it that way, baby.”

“I know, I will teach you everything I know”

“Yes, sir, and like an obedient whore, I will learn everything!”

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Hi friends, ye story hai us wakt ki, jab meri nanad ki shaadi hui thi. To chaliye ab seedhe story mein aate hai –

Main ek housewife hu, aur mera naam hai Nandini. Meri shaadi ko 3 saal ho chuke the, aur koi bachha nahi tha mujhe. Ghar par ek kuwari nanad thi Pinki. Wo thodi saawli thi, aur uski aankh mein thodi problem thi, jis kaaran uski shaadi nahi ho paa rahi thi.

Kaafi ladke usko dekhne aaye, aur fir reject karke chale gaye. Fir ek doctor ka rishta aaya, aur wo nanad ko dekhne ghar aaya. Hum sab ki soch ke ulat unhone meri nanad se shaadi ke liye haa kar di.

Shaadi ki date 3 maheene baad ki thi, aur sab khush the, ki finally ab Pinki ki shaadi hogi. Aur wo bhi ek doctor ke sath. Mere husband ne mujhe kaha ki doctor Arush ji ko ghar bula lo khaane pe.

Maine aur mere husband ne unhe lunch par bulaya aur dooosre din wo apni badi si car se ghar aaye. Kaafi smart the wo, handsome the, aur achi personality thi unki.

Aate hi maine unko sharbat aur cold drink di, aur unhe bithaya. Fir main apni nanad ko boli ki Arush ko apna room dikhao, aur wo unko room dikhane lagi.

Idhar main lunch lagane lagi, aur fir Arush aur mere husband ko ek sath lunch karwayi. Uske baad mere husband apne kaam mein nikal gaye. Ab Arush ji ne mujhe kaha, ki kya wo Pinki ko thodi der ke liye baahar le-jaa sakte the.

Maine unhe kaha: Ye aapki hone wali biwi hai, to main kaise aapko isko le-jaane se mana kar sakti hu.

Fir Pinki apne room mein kapde change karne chali gayi, aur Arush mere bilkul paas aa kar mujhe bola-

Arush: Bhabhi aap bahut sundar ho, aur mujhe bahut achi bhi lagti ho.

Mera ye sunn kar dimag kaam karna hi band kar diya. Main kuch bol hi nahi payi. Fir wo mere chup rehne ka faida uthate hue bole, ki unhone Pinki se shaadi ke liye haa sirf isliye ki, kyunki main uski bhabhi hu.

Itne mein hi Pinki aa gayi, aur Arush ji uske sath baahar chale gaye. Unke jaane ke baad main sochne lagi ki Arush ji ne kya kaha tha? Kya matlab tha unka bolne ka? Sirf main Pinki ki bhabhi hu isliye wo Pinki se shaadi kar rahe the.

Kuch 1 ghante baad wo fir aaye, aur unhe dekh kar mere dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Par unhone ache se behave kiya aur fir wo wapas chale gaye. Main Pinki ke kamre mein gayi, aur usko poocha-

Main: Arush ne kuch aisi-waisi harkat ki kya?

Pinki ne kaha: Nahi bhabhi, wo to kaafi samajhdaar hai. Baat bhi kaafi ache se karte hai.

Fir main apne room mein aa kar sochne lagi, ki kya wo mujhe pasand karta tha? Ya fir ye koi ganda sa mazaak tha? Fir kuch 10 din baad firse Arush ghar aaya, aur bolne laga-

Arush: Aaj to main Pinki ke hath ka bana khaana khaunga.

Ye dekh mujhe kaafi acha laga ki ek doctor ho kar bhi unhone meri saawli nanad Pinki ko pasand kiya, aur ab uske hath ke bane khaane ke liye bol rahe the. Fir wo mere paas aa kar baith gaya, aur mujhe ghar dikhane ko kehne laga.

Main Arush ko ghar dikhane lagi, aur chalte-chalte unhone mera hath pakad liya. Main isko aise hi normal samajh kar unka hath pakde rahi. Fir main unhe upar ke room wagaira dikhayi, aur fir mere bedroom mein le gayi. Tabhi unhone bathroom ke liye kaha aur mere room ke attached bathroom mein chale gaye. Jab wo baahar aaye to mujhe fir zor se hug kar liya, aur bolne lage-

Arush: Bhabhi aap mujhe bahut pasand ho. Jab se aapko dekha hu, raha hi nahi jata.

Main unko hatane ki koshish karne lagi, aur bolne lagi: Koi aa jayega, hatto!

Fir Arush ne kaha: Yaha sirf Pinki hai, aur wo neeche kitchen mein hai. Koi nahi aayega yaha.

Fir wo mere boobs par hath laga kar dabane lage, aur bolne lage-

Arush: Aapke ye boobs mujhe kaafi pasand hai. Jab se aapko pehli baar hospital mein dekha tha, tab se aapke boobs ka deewana hu.

Wo aage bole: Aakhir Pinki se rishte ki haa karke aapke paas aa hi gaya.

Meri saans tez hone lagi aur dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Main unko ek jhatka di, aur alag ho kar neeche Pinki ke paas chali gayi. Arush hum dono ke paas aaye aur bole-

Arush: Bhabhi kab dogi ye bolo, nahi to jo deal ki hai wo cancel kar doonga.

Pinki boli: Kon si deal ki baat kar rahe ho aap?

To Arush bole: Bhabhi ke sath hai, aur shaadi tab hi karunga jab bhabhi mujhe us cheez ki haa bolenge.

Pinki boli: Batao na Arush kon si cheez hai?

Aur fir wo meri taraf dekhti hui boli: Bhabhi ke paas hai ki nahi wo ye to pooch lo.

To Arushi bole: Bhabhi ke paas hai wo cheez.

Uske baad thoda ruk ke bole: Chalo bhabhi soch ke bata dena aap. Par aap khushi se hi dena. Aapki khushi meri khushi hai.

Fir Arush Pinki ke hatho ka bana khaana khaaya aur chala gaya. Raat ko main nahane gayi, aur naha kar jab main bra hath mein li, to usme safed chip-chip karta hua kuch dikha mujhe. Aur ye samajhte mujhe der nahi lagi ki ye sab Arush ne hi kiya tha.

Mujhe kaafi zor se gussa aaya, aur main wo bra ko waha fenk kar room mein aa gayi. Fir maine doosri bra godrej se nikaal kar pehan li. Raat ko jab main bed par leti hui thi, tab main Arush ke baare mein hi soch rahi thi, ki kaise usne mujhe pakad liya aur uski itni himmat ki usne mere boobs ko daba diya.

Ye sab sochte hue mujhe kaafi gussa aa raha tha. Par meri chut geeli ho rahi thi, jaise Arush ne mere badan ko chhua tha. Mere boobs ko hath mein le kar dabaya tha. Mujhe ek alag si gudgudi hone lagi, aur meri chut paani chhodhne lagi.

Mere hath apne-aap meri chut mein chale gaye, aur main ek ungli apni chut mein daal kar chut ko masalne lagi. Chut masalte hue mujhe dhyan aaya ki Arush ne meri bra mein lund hila kar apna paani chhodha tha. Fir main wo bra bathroom se le aayi, aur usko muh mein laga kar apni jeebh se chaatne lagi.

To be continued…

After Supriya left, I took some rest by laying on the bed. Neelam, too, took some rest to get energised for more brutal sex. In the evening, we ordered some food and had dinner. We were still naked, and we talked about our lives.

I told her how I started fucking my aunt (read my story: Chachiji MMS) and my professor Lalita. Neelam, too, told me about her wild adventures. She told me she had slept with all the gents in her husband’s village during and after his death.

She told me she even sleeps with her nephew, and I reminded her of him. After talking for some more time, we figured out that we were related to each other. She is my father’s distant cousin. This made our love even deeper, and we started kissing each other.

Neelam then removed all sorts of fantasy stuff from the bag. One by one, she put it on a table. There were handcuffs, ropes, masks, costumes, dildos and much more. Neelam looked at me and said, “Now that we know I am your aunt, let’s take it to the next level.”

She immediately handcuffed me, started to whip me, and made me all red. “Neelam aunty, please spare me! Have some mercy!” I pleaded.

Neelam responded, “Whom are you calling aunty? You motherfucker!”

“Sorry, please have some mercy, Didi!”

“Don’t call me Didi. Bhenchod! Call me Neelam.”

“Okay, Neelam.” She then stopped whipping me, but this time put a dildo in my ass, my first time. It was too brutal for me. Neelam and I continued with the BDSM sex throughout the night. She might be old, but she had a lot of energy for sex.

In the morning, we had our final sex in the shower before dressing up. She told me she would call me again. But I vowed never to go to her again for the pain I had suffered. My principal, Aadab, had come to pick me up. I told Aadab about everything. She was very supportive and thanked me for saving the college.

Aadab wanted some sex. But looking at my condition, she left me at my home and let me rest. I straight away went to my room for some sleep. In the evening, I was woken by Principal Aadab’s call. She told me she would pick me up in half an hour, and we had to meet the college trustee.

I dressed up in a suit because I had to meet the college trustee. My aunt saw me in the suit and could not resist herself. We shared a big kiss but were caught by my uncle. I immediately rushed out of the house before my uncle could catch me.

I left my aunt alone to handle the situation. (detailed story coming up in another part of Chachiji MMS). Principal Aadab drove me to the trustee, Mrs. Patel’s house. We were welcomed there by a smiling Mrs. Shraddha Patel. Mrs Patel was a 63-year-old woman.

She was fair, had grey hair, her boobs were saggy, but had maintained herself. Her husband was also present. Her husband was in his 70s and looked like a fat potato. Mrs. Patel made us sit on the sofa and offered us tea and snacks. Soon, we started discussing the secret audit and how I practically saved the college.

Aadab said, “This boy made both the auditors happy with his dick and saved the college lakhs of rupees. I have done this boy, and I know he’s a delight in bed.”

Mrs Patel came closer to me and said, “I am very proud of you, my boy. Now I want the same delightful experience as you gave to the auditors and Aadab.” I looked puzzled for a few moments and said, “Mrs Patel, what are you saying, ma’am? What about your husband?”

“Oh, you don’t worry about him. He can’t use his tool, and he stays out of this. And baby, don’t call me Mrs Patel. For you, I am Shraddha!”

Principal Aadab sensed that her work was done, so she left, saying, “Honey, I will pick you up tomorrow at 9. Enjoy! Bye, ma’am!” Aadab left, leaving me alone with the Patel couple. I knew there was no escaping from Mrs. Patel. She looked into my eyes, trying to flirt with me.

Seeing her husband looking at us, I said, “Let’s do this, Shraddha. Can we at least do it in your bedroom!”

“My baby wants some privacy? Come with me!” She held my hand and took me to her bedroom.

Shraddha and I shared a big kiss. Then I proceeded to undress her saree, and we started having sex. She opened up her hair which was tied in a bun, and rode my dick like an angel. I then gave her pussy some sucking and fucked her for hours.

I thought she would be done in some time. But it took her more than two hours of sex to make her exhausted when we finally slept beside each other naked.

The next morning, she woke me up for one more round of sex. She said, “Wake up, Beta. Give your mommy some good sex before you leave.”

“Yes, Shraddha. You are such a gentle lady.” I proceeded to kiss Shraddha slowly. But I saw her husband was also in the same room, sitting on a chair, watching us lovebirds naked on the bed.

Shraddha saw my tensed face and said, “Beta, he is just here to see his wife be fucked by a handsome boy. Don’t be nervous. I am always with you.” Shraddha then proceeded to kiss me. I got comfortable being with Shraddha around her husband.

Shraddha and I had sex for an hour in various positions. Finally, I came inside Shraddha, and I dressed up to leave. While leaving, she handed me an iPhone and said, “This is for saving the college from the surprise audit.”

Her husband continued, “This is for giving my wife a great time!” while handing me a bunch of cash. “You can get more if you keep visiting every week to give my wife a fun time.” I replied, “I will.”

“You definitely will!” her husband replied while showing me the sex clip of me and Shraddha. Shraddha and her husband started laughing and I came to know what their plan was. “You win, Shraddha. Now to think about it, Neelam and Supriya were set up by you. Am I right?”

“Yes, you absolutely are my genius boy. Now that you know my house, come here every Friday evening. We will have some fun.” I said sure and left Mrs. Patel’s house.

Principal Aadab picked me up from Mrs. Patel’s house. We had a big laugh about this situation that had unfolded. She was also a part of the plan. She took me to her home, where we had some quick sex, and then she left me at my house.

Now I have to face my uncle, who caught me kissing my aunt. (Chachiji MMS)

Hello, my name is Vicky (28). I am from Hyderabad. Coming to the heroine of the story. Her name is Anusha (name changed). She is 31 and works in Hyderabad along with her husband. Have patience, guys. I narrated exactly What happened that night. Get ready to get horny while reading it in two parts.

So, this happened in the month of June. I go to clubs every weekend in Hyderabad, especially to the one where many sexy and rich people party. This happened at a club called Xora. I was with my friends for a techno party on Saturday night.

My friends were at the table, and suddenly, I got to see this sexy lady at the bar counter with her husband sipping a wine. She was literally having curves (36-30-42), and I couldn’t get my eyes away from her.

After 20-30 minutes of me staring at her, finally she caught me staring at her continuously and gave a weird smile. I winked at her, and she started blushing while her husband was busy drinking at the bar counter.

Then I slowly asked her to come near the stage where everyone was busy dancing. After 5 minutes, I saw her dancing next to me, and I knowingly touched her hands. Slowly-slowly, she also started to hold my fingers. Because it was very dark, no one could actually see what was happening. I was completely on cloud nine, and I straight away gave my phone number to her and took her number. We danced for 30 minutes and then she left to check on her husband.

But I was not able to forget what just happened. So I decided to fuck her anyhow that night. So I told my friends that I was leaving the club due to an emergency. While going, I knowingly touched her ass without getting in her husband’s notice. Then I texted her to call me asap.

I came down into the cellar and I was waiting for her call. The moment I sat in my car, I got a call from her.

Vicky: Hi Anusha, you look so sexy. Can we meet?

Anusha: Thanks, I did notice you are really daring and naughty.

Vicky: Yes, I can be more naughty if you can come down.

Anusha: What so I tell my husband?

Vicky: Tell that you are feeling sick and you are going home in the cab. And he can enjoy it with his friends and come back home at night.

After convincing Anusha’s husband for 10 minutes, he finally agreed. Then I told her my car model and number and told her to come to basement 2 where it was completely empty. After 5 minutes, someone knocked on my car door, and it was the same sexy lady whom I wanted to fuck.

Quickly I closed the door and gave her a tight hug without wasting time. We passionately started hugging and I started to bite her neck. She was getting horny slowly. I could hear her moan, “Ahh ahhh..” Within no time, I started kissing her so badly.

We completely forgot that we were in parking, and for 10 minutes, we were kissing each other with tongues and lips. My hands were rolling all over her boobs and ass. Then I asked her what made her come with me. I could see she started crying. I was in shock and asked her what was wrong.

She said: My husband is cheating on me with his ex-girlfriend.

She was completely broken for 3 years, and today, when I gave her compliments, she loved the attention I gave. My boldness made her talk to me. Finally, she agreed to take me to her flat because it would take 3 hours for her husband to come back home.

Her house was 15 minutes away and we reached her home. Then we couldn’t control each other. We started kissing each other the moment we entered her house. Then I closed the door and started removing her dress and started kissing her neck and ears. Within no time we both got semi-naked. She was wearing only panties and I was in my underwear. Then I lifted her and pushed her onto the sofa in her hall.

I started sucking her boobs so hard that she started pulling my hair and digging her nails into my back. Slowly, I moved my tongue from her nipples to navel. I started teasing her with my tongue around her navel and inner thighs. I could sense her panty was already wet.

I slowly moved her panty aside. Omg, I was on cloud 9 when I saw her cleanly shaved, juicy pussy, which was so wet. Then I straight away started licking her clit with two fingers inside her pussy. She was dancing on the sofa. She was moaning and pulling my hair and she was pushing my head into her pussy.

I was enjoying every bit of her pussy, and within 2 minutes, I could see she released her cum, and I cleaned my face with the tissue. Now I decided to tease her more. I started rubbing my dick on her wet pussy near the clit and she was begging me to fuck her. She literally slapped me and asked me to fuck her. I got so horny at that moment. She slapped me and I pushed my entire dick into her wet pussy while laying on the sofa and started to give her continuous strokes for 10 minutes. Then I cummed inside her and she said she would take pills.

After that, we both went into the bathroom and started cleaning each other under the shower. Within no time I started pressing her boobs again under the shower and asked her to suck my dick under the shower.

I was holding her hair while she was sucking my dick in the shower. She was so good with the blowjob. After 3-4 minutes, I got turned on, and now I asked her to bend over holding the tap. Slowly, I inserted my dick from behind and started giving heavy strokes. I made her ass turn red with the spanks while I was fucking her in doggie.

I will continue the story in part 2.

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Hi friends, main hu Neha. Aap logon ne meri pehli kahani “Mera sasural mera pyar” kaafi pasand ki. Aur ab main aap logon ke liye le aayi hu ek baar fir saare new episodes ke sath “Mera sasural mera pyar 20 saal baad”. Ab aate hai story par-

Hi main Samir, aur ab main 43 saal ka ho gaya hu, aur mere bachhe log bhi bade ho chuke hai. Diksha meri wife se mujhe ek ladka hua, jo aaj 23 saal ka ho chuka hai. Aur Yogita se bhi maine shaadi ki thi.

Aapko bata du, ki meri do biwiyan hai, aapne pichli kahani mein padha hoga. Yogita se ek beti aur ek beta hua jo ab jawaan ho chuke the. Main jab office gaya hua tha, to mere paas Diksha ka phone aaya. Wo mujhe jaldi ghar bulane lagi, aur boli ki kuch log aaye hai aap aao.

Main ghar aaya aur dekha 2 aadmi sofe par baithe the. Mere aate hi unhone namaste kiya, aur main unke paas jaa kar baith gaya. Baat karte hue unhone kaha ki wo log paas ke hi the, aur unhone apne aap ko Mr. Bansal bataya.

Wo bole ki wo log yaha mere aur Diksha ke bete Shourabh ke liye apni beti ka rishta le kar aaye the. Ye sun kar mujhe bahut acha laga, aur mann mein hi socha ki kab bachhe bade aur jawaan ho jaate hai pata hi nahi chalta.

Maine nashta mangwaya. Hari mera naukar nashta laaya. Fir mere poochne par unhone apne baare mein bataya aur unki ladki achi padhi likhi hui thi. Mujhe family sahi lagi. Fir maine kaha unse ki ladka-ladki ek-doosre ko dekh le, aur hamne fir evening ko hi ladka-ladki ko milane ki sochi.

Ye baat karke wo log khush ho kar chale gaye, aur Diksha mere paas aa kar mere se hug karke boli-

Diksha: Kya hum ab bahu laa rahe hai?

Main bola: Haa bade ho gaye hai bachhe. Aaj evening ko hi ladki waale aa rahe hai, aur Shourabh ko bolo wo taiyaar rahe.

Diksha ne apne mayike phone karke sasu mom ko bataya, aur fir sasu mom ko flight se turant hamne bulaya. Evening ko 7 baje ladki waale aaye, aur unka kaafi acha swagat kiya hamne. Paise ki koi kami thi nahi, aur Shourabh bhi kaafi handsome tha, jo apni khud ki xyz company chala raha tha.

Jab maine dekha unki ladki ko, wo kaafi sundar thi. Perfect matching thi Shourabh ke liye. Ladki gori thi, badan bhara hua tha, aur figure 34-30-36 ka to zaroor hoga. Ladki ki family mein ladki ki 2 chhoti behne thi, aur bhai nahi tha. Uske sath uski mummy Sarita aur chachi Mahima aur mama-mami aaye the. Ladki ka papa nahi tha.

Ladki ka naam Naina tha, aur ladke-ladki ko akele mein baat karne hamne chhodh diya. Idhar Sarita ji bhi kaafi gadrayi hui maal thi. Meri nazar unke upar hi jaa rahi thi.

Fir maine kaha: Sarita ji, ab Naina ke papa to hai nahi. Aap hi ho. Aap se main akele mein baat karna chaahta hu.

Main aur Sarita akele mein upar waale room mein chale gaye. Mujhe to baat karne se zyada Sarita ji ke upar intrest tha, aur hum dono kamre mein aa kar bed par baith kar baat karne lage.

Maine kaha: Sarita ji, aapki beti kaafi sundar hai, bilkul aapke jaisi, aapki hi carbon copy hai wo. Mujhe to dekhte hi pasand aa gayi hai. Bas ab Shourabh ki haa ho jaye.

Hum log baat kar hi rahe the ki Naina ki chhoti behan aa kar boli: Didi ko rishta manzoor hai, aur Shourabh ka bhi message aaya hai, usne bhi haa kar di hai.

Maine Sarita ji ke hath ko apne hath mein liya, aur bola: Rishta pakka ho gaya. Ladki-ladke ne shaadi ke liye haa kar di.

Sarita ji ki aankhon se khushi ke aansu aa gaye, aur main unke aansu ungli se saaf kar hi raha tha ki Sarita ne mujhe hug kar liya. Aur fir jaldi se door bhi ho gayi aur boli-

Sarita: Aaj inki kami mehsoos ho rahi hai (apne pati ke liye boli).

Main bola: Sarita ji ab aapko aapke pati ki kami mehsoos hone nahi doonga. Ab hum logon ka rishta hua hai. Ye do parivar ek ho gaye hai. Aapko kuch bhi chahiye mujhe ek ishara kare bas.

Fir maine unse baat ki aur pandit ji se baat karke shaadi ki date fix kar di, kuch 2 maheene baad ki. Jab hum dono neeche aaye, to sab hum log ko hi dekh rahe the, aur kya baat hui poochne lage. Unko hamne rishta fix karke shaadi ki date batayi aur sab kaafi khush hue.

Un logon ke jaane ke baad Yogita mere paas aayi aur boli: Juhi ke liye bhi ladka dhoondhne lago aap. Juhi bhi jawaan ho gayi hai, aur Shourabh ki shaadi ke baad uska hi number hai.

Fir Sarita ne mujhe do din baad apne ghar bulaya aur main jab waha gaya to Sarita ek saree pehni hui thi. Uske 36 ke boobs blouse se baahar aa rahe the.

Wo mujhe apne room mein le gayi aur baat karne lagi. Is wakt meri nazar baar-baar Sarita ke boobs pe jaa rahi thi, aur is umar mein bhi wo koi maal se kam nahi lag rahi thi mujhe.

Unhone apna pallu theek kiya. Shayad wo dekh li thi mujhe uske boobs dekhte hue, aur main kaafi sarminda hua ispe. Fir wo baat karte-karte dobara rone lagi aur bolne lagi ki-

Sarita: Hamare paas zyada kuch nahi hai shaadi mein dene ke liye. Aur aap meri beti ko apni beti hi samajhna.

Maine fir unko chup karwaya, aur bola: Kon kehta hai aapke paas kuch nahi hai dene ke liye.

Ek baar to wo samjhi nahi, aur meri aur dekhne lagi. Fir jab unhone mujhe unke boobs dekhte hue paaya to samajh gayi ki main kya bol raha tha.

Unhone mujhe kaha: Aapko jo acha lage aap lelo, par shaadi khoob ache se honi chahiye.

Maine unka hath mere hath mein liya, aur bola: Abhi to aapne kaha ki main aapki beti ko apni beti hi maanu. Aur is naate to main Naina ka papa hi hua. Aur aapko maine kaha hi tha ki main aapko pati ki kami mehsoos hone nahi doonga.

To be continued…

The lift chimed, and its doors opened onto a gorgeous penthouse, welcoming me with a huge indoor swimming pool. Mayank uncle was sitting on a reclining chair with a view of the great Himalayas, a glass of whisky in his hand.

He saw me and jumped out of his chair in sheer joy.

“Rahul, my man!” he screamed as he threw his hands around me and pulled me into a tight hug.

I hated his tight hugs since childhood. Rishi was my college friend, but he was also my school friend. My childhood friend. We lived across the street way back before his mother passed away from illness. Mayank’s uncle had never discriminated between us.

Some would say he loved me more than he did Rishi. He always used to say he had two sons. This strong of a bond, and yet it has been 5 years since I’ve spoken to him or Rishi. But that is a story for a different time.

I smiled awkwardly at him. Mayank uncle was well-built, his roots deep into the Maratha legacy. He was 6’3, muscular, with a thick moustache across his face, of which he was weirdly proud.

“Why are you so awkward, Rahul?” He looked at me.

“I’m not awkward, uncle. I’m just tired.” I said, trying to hide my anxiety.

“This is no time to be tired. You have a lot of work to do tonight.” He smiled and gestured to one of the guys standing there to bring me a chair and a glass.

He gestured for me to have a seat. “Coke or soda, sir?” A waiter smiled at me, standing with an ice bucket.

“Soda,” I said

“Rishi didn’t tell me much, so I guess you didn’t tell him much.” He clinked my glass with his and sighed.

Despite the awkwardness, Mayank uncle and I share a bond. It was never-ending.

“You still smoke.” He said, fiddling his pockets for the pack. “Of course, I know. Who do you take me for?” he added after seeing the confusion on my face.

“I would also take a pack of those if you have extra,” I said hesitantly.

He chuckled and gestured for the guy to bring me one. He finally found the pack he had and lit one cigarette. “So, how’s the shitty job in that city?” he took a drag and passed it to me.

‘It’s okay, I guess.”

“Okay?” He fake laughed. “I offered you great and you declined my offer, chose the okay. I never figured out how your mind worked, really.”

I stayed quiet, taking drag after drag.

“I was quite happy when you reached out to Rishi. I wanted to talk to you. To make the same offer again.” He stood up and pulled another cigarette from the box.

“I’m getting old, Rahul.” He lit the cigarette. “I need someone to manage the finances of my company. I’m losing money here. All these MBA graduates, they are idiots.” He screamed into the valley in front of us.

“You are the best accountant I know. The only one I could trust with my money.

“Uncle….” I started. He raised his hand to stop me.

“Give it a thought, Rahul. Sleep on it.” He said, lowering his hands. “The things you asked for are here. I hope you succeed in whatever your plan is.” He smiled and raised his glass as one of his men handed me a black bag. I put down the glass and said my goodbyes.

The elevator door opened, and I smiled at Mayank uncle as the door closed. I pressed the button to the 4th floor. My room with Mom was on the sixth floor. I looked at the watch. It was almost 10. The lift chimed once again as it opened on the 4th-floor lobby.

I moved along the corridor to find the last room, labelled 403. I pressed the bell. Rajiv’s wife opened the door. Divya Gautam was a tall woman in her late 40s with a slightly dusky skin tone. She was wearing a black saree. All dolled up, she was probably going out.

From the details that I had received, she was thick. A height of 5’8 with 34 DD boobs. A plump bubble butt and a bit chubby. I had seen her pictures before in the file but the pictures couldn’t do her justice. She was obviously way younger than Rajiv, and she maintained herself well.

“Hi, Maam! I am Rahul, and I work for Rajiv sir,” I introduced myself. She looked confused, so I went on.

“I’m sorry to disturb you so late but he wanted to get some signatures on one of his offshore accounts.” She was startled at the mention of offshore. Confusion was all over her face.

“I manage his accounts, Maam. I know.” I smiled to calm down her nerves.

She mouthed okay and opened the door completely. I followed her into the room, checking out her ass the whole time.

“Where are the files?” She turned around suddenly, catching me staring at her ass.

“Oh yes. The files.” I cleared my throat. “They’re in this pen drive.” I extended it to her.

She plugged it into her laptop. I saw the chair across from the bed and took a seat there. I pulled out the pack of cigarettes and pulled one out. I searched for a lighter in my pockets as I saw dread cover her face. Then confusion, followed by anger.

“Who the fuck are you? What is this?” She shouted, trying to pull out the USB drive.

She threw the USB on the floor and stepped on it, trying to break it.

“Maam! Calm down! Shouting isn’t going to get you anywhere.” I said, finally getting my hands on a lighter.

“Get out of my room right now. I’m going to call my husband.” She shouted again.

“I can do that.” I nodded. “But if I put my foot out of that room, all those nudes that your daughter has sent out to his so-called boyfriend will be all over the internet. She’ll be a global slut tomorrow morning. I don’t think we want that for our Rhea, do we?”

I finally lit my cigarette and took a drag while Divya’s eyes filled with tears.

“What do you want?” She mouthed and started sobbing.

“Sit down, Divya and stop crying,” I ordered, and she sat down on the edge of the bed.

“My name is Rahul. I work for your husband. I am here to teach him a lesson. Your husband put his foot through the wrong hole,” I said in a serious tone.

“Now. Where is our little Rhea?” I took another drag as Divya sobbed on the bed. The bell dinged once again. “I guess she’s here.” I smiled.

“Please don’t do this.” She held my hand as I got up to open the door.

“A little late for that, don’t you think?” I laughed.

I opened the door. Rhea was standing there typing on her phone. She was wearing a stark yellow tank top and blue baggy jeans. She was almost the same height as her mom. At 20, she looked a lot similar to her.

She had a bit whitish tone to her skin with 32C boobs and pink nipples pointing to the front, from the nudes I had seen. She had a butterfly tattoo on her huge ass, which was the highlight of her body. She had an ass bigger than her thick mother despite the fact that she was not fat.

“Who are you? Where is my mom?” She inquired, looking up from the phone.

“I work for your father. She is inside,” I gestured for her to come in, a smile plastered on my face.

She entered the room. I locked the door behind her after hanging the “Do not disturb card” on the door handle. She saw her mother sitting on the bed, her cheeks wet from tears rolling. Confusion rolled on Rhea’s face. She looked at me and then at her mother. I took a seat again on the chair.

“What is going on?” She asked, her eyes moving from her mother to me. Divya stayed silent, so I spoke up.

“Well, Rhea, your mother just stepped on the pen drive, so I have to see if I brought backup,” I told her, going through my phone. “Yes, I did.”

I flipped my phone towards Rhea to show her the picture of a girl kneeling in front of a mirror naked with her tongue out, her face hidden with the phone used to take the photo. Her hair was all over the place, her nipples erect and pointing out of her small but firm white tits.

A trimmed bush covered her pussy and giving a contrast against her milky legs. Rhea’s face turned white. Divya was looking at the floor, her fists gripping her saree to ease out the nervousness of this devastating situation. I flipped my phone back and locked it, keeping it on the side table beside my chair.

Suddenly, Rhea stood up, trying to reach for my phone. But I kicked the table out of her way, making it fall sideways and her toppling on the floor. I stood up angrily as she groaned from the pain of falling face-first on the floor. I picked up my phone. Divya was too startled to react.

Both her hands went to her mouth as she screamed at her daughter falling. I kept the phone in my pocket and grabbed Rhea by her hair, pulling her up from the floor. She cried from the pain, trying to get on her feet and break free from my hold. I threw her on the bed.

Divya caught her mother-daughter hugging and crying together on the edge of the bed.

“Since you both are so stupid that you don’t understand, I’ll mellow it down for you,” I shouted angrily. They stopped sobbing and looked at me with their teary eyes.

“Here’s the thing. I entered the room at 10:00. Before entering, I sent my friend a video update of me outside your door. It’s 10:20 now.” I looked at my watch. “Which means you both have exactly 10 minutes.” They looked at me in shock and confusion.

“We can keep arguing and break things if you want. But if he doesn’t receive updates from me every half hour, he is instructed to post all the evidence that he has on the internet. Your family will become a penniless slut-house tomorrow morning.” I sat down again and controlled my temper.

“You have to decide. You can do what I say, or I can walk out of this door.” I looked at both of them for an answer.

“…what you say?” I heard a faint whisper.

“Loud and clear, please” I ordered.

“I’ll do what you say.” Divya moved her head up and faced me, her mascara all over her cheeks from the crying.

“Good girl.” I smiled. “But I expect a group answer.” I folded my legs and leaned back on the chair.

“Please.” She begged with her eyes. “Leave her alone. Use me in whatever way you want” She folded her hands.

Before I could speak, Rhea cleared her throat. “I’ll obey whatever you say,” She spoke up, her voice still faint.

“Rhea baby, no!” Divya held her wrist.

“Mom, please. We don’t have any option.” She looked at her mother, a single tear rolling on her left cheek.

“As much as I would want to see mother-daughter bonding over adversity,” I clapped to get their attention. “Sadly, we are running out of time.” I pointed to my watch.

“What do you want?” Divya looked at me, a slight anger behind her eyes.

I pulled the black bag Mayank uncle handed me from below my chair and opened the zip. I pulled out a DSLR camera, two leather leashes and two black dog collars with spikes. I put them one by one on the table. Both the women looked at me in dread. I folded my legs again and smiled.

“It’s 10:23.” I looked at my watch again. “I will give you an extension of 5 minutes since you are fucking dumb. Which means you have 12 minutes.” I pulled out another cigarette and lit it up.

“Both of you.” I looked at them. “Take your clothes off, put the collar on your necks, attach the leash to it. You will then kneel on the floor and take your tongue out, with your hands on the front like a dog standing on two legs.”

Shock struck on both of their faces and Divya started looking on the floor nervously, holding her saree tightly at the waist. I took another drag and made eye contact with Rhea, who was thinking it through. I looked at her, then looked at the watch, smiling.

A decision was made as Rhea stood up. Divya was surprised and held her daughter’s hand, shaking her head sideways telling her to stop. But Rhea had made up her mind. I could see it.

Rhea shook her hand free from her mother’s grasp. She reluctantly held her tank top, pulling it up to reveal her sexy navel and toned waist.

“Wait.” I held up my left hand. “I wanna see Divya here naked first.” I took another drag.

“Rhea,” I ordered. “Get your mother naked first.”

Divya pleaded with her eyes, shaking her head, but it was no use. She stood up hesitantly, crossing her hands over her chest. Rhea unclipped her pallu from her blouse and unwrapped her saree, revealing a black petticoat and grey blouse. Divya had a bit of belly fat, but it only added to her overall figure.

“Go on,” I said, my dick semi-hard from the kick I was getting. Rhea slowly unhooked her blouse from behind, hook after hook. In a swift motion, it came off, revealing her navy blue bra. Rhea went on and undid the knot on her petticoat and it fell on the floor.

Divya was now standing in a navy blue bra and panty set. I received the correct information. She was a thick goddess. Her smooth thick thighs led to a darker shade of her pussy. Her dusky tone glistened at her navel going up to her huge boobs. Her figure was gorgeous.

The long legs paired perfectly with her round tits, waiting to be released. Rhea did the honours and unhooked her mother’s bra, revealing her gorgeous pair. Her tits were not saggy but firm. They had a perfect volume and got darker at the tip, forming her black nipples.

The tits looked as if sucked properly, they might release some milk, and I was in every mood to find out. Rhea finally pulled down her panties, revealing her shaved pussy. I was surprised to find out that she shaved her pussy. I did not expect this in older women.

“Now, your turn,” I gestured to Rhea. Divya stood there, hiding her tits with one hand and hiding her pussy with another. Rhea pulled at the hem of her tank top and lifted it again. She took it off and revealed her cute tits. She was not wearing a bra. Given the slut she is, I had somewhat expected it.

She struggled with the button of her jeans for a while, her small tits dangling with every shake. She finally got it and got out of her jeans and panty. Her pussy was trimmed, but it was still hairy, especially in front of Divya’s shaved one. I grabbed the collars and leash and threw them at Rhea.

They tied the collar around their neck and attached the leash to it. I got up and threw my cigarette in one corner of the room. I grabbed my camera and switched it on. They kneeled on the floor in front of me and pulled out their tongue reluctantly.

Their hands came ahead, and they both sat there like dogs. I laughed at the scene I was watching unfold in front of me.

“I will now press record on this camera.” I looked at their tear-filled eyes looking at me. “You will say your name in the camera, followed by I’m Rahul’s bitch.” Shock again filled the room, but there was no other way.

“My name…” Rhea cleared her throat. “My name is Rhea, and I’m Rahul’s bitch.”

“My name is Divya, and I’m Rahul’s bitch.” Divya looked into the camera. I stopped recording and sent the recording to Rishi on the other side.

“Now that we have another half an hour time extension, we should discuss the ground rules.” I sat down once again.

I had turned off the heater, so the room was cold, and the floor was freezing. Both of them were shivering, their nipples erect from the cold.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you,” I ordered loudly, and they looked up. “Rule Number 1 is that you won’t speak or moan or make any sounds without my permission. Nod if you understand.” They nodded in unison.

“Rule Number 2 is anything I tell you to do. You do it with a happy face and without hesitation. If I hear another sob or see another tear or sense even a bit of hesitation in this room, you know what is at stake. Nod if you understand.” They nodded again.

“Rule Number 3 is you will only address me as Master when you’re allowed to speak. This will be in a situation when you need permission for bathroom breaks. Nod if you understand.” They nodded again.

“Good girls.” I smiled and pulled out my bag again. I pulled out a small tripod, two vibrators and duct tape. I fixed my camera on the tripod and aimed it at the naked bitches, sitting with their tongues out.

“Let’s play a game, shall we?” I got up from my chair. I went up to Divya and looked down on her sexy, thick body, shivering from the cold. I touched her face, gently rubbing her cheeks. I slowly moved my hand, feeling her neck and collarbone. I gently squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples hard.

She tried hard not to moan or cry from the pain, but she couldn’t. A groan left her mouth. I looked down at her in anger and slapped her so hard my hand was printed on her cheek. Tears flowed from her eyes, but she couldn’t do or say anything.

“You are learning, Divya, but you need to be trained,” I smirked at her, holding her ponytail in my left hand.

“Anyways, this game I was talking about. It is simple. Whoever cums first, loses.” I smiled and turned towards the table. I picked up the vibrators and duct tape from the table and turned around.

“Both of you, take your leash in your mouth and crawl here.” I gestured to the centre of the room. They both obeyed, crawling along the room like dogs. Rhea passed in front of me. I couldn’t stop myself from slapping her huge ass. It jiggled from the spank, and redness covered her milky booty.

It was hell for them. Mascara was all over Rhea’s face from the crying. I kept the vibrator between Rhea’s hands and tied them up with duct tape. I did the same with Divya’s hands. I pulled out two nipple clamps from my pocket. They were attached with a small string.

I slapped Divya’s tits and pulled her nipple. A silent cry left her mouth. I clamped her nipple on one end of the string and moved to Rhea. Her nipples were already pointing out from her small tits, so it was no effort. I attached the clamp on the other end of the string to Rhea’s nipples.

After repeating the same, mother and daughter were now joined from the nipples with a small string. The farther they pulled, the more it would hurt their nipples. They understood it. I moved the vibrator in Rhea’s hands to Divya’s pussy and the one in Divya’s hands to Rhea’s pussy.

The bitches were now close together with their hands tied and on each other’s pussies. I turned the vibrators on and sat back. I turned on the recording in my camera and lit a cigarette.

“Oh yes. I forgot. You can moan and cry and make whatever sound for the duration of this game. The one who loses will get a creampie from me.” I smiled and leaned back, lighting my cigarette.

Dread filled Divya’s eyes, and the vibrators started doing their job. Rhea was moaning loudly, trying to pull back, but the nipple clamps were tight. Divya was breathing heavily and groaning.

“Baby, don’t…” Divya moaned from the pleasure. “Don’t move like this…” Divya took a breath. “You are going to cum.” She looked at her daughter, whose face had turned all red from the stimulation. I was having fun, watching them fight to cum.

Divya started moving her hips on the vibrator Rhea was holding, trying to cum before her daughter. I started laughing over her movements.

“Look, Rhea. What a pig your mother is. The slut is trying to cum.” I laughed again and took a drag.

Divya groaned and squirted all over the floor. Rhea followed after a minute. Both of them were squirters and it made the floor all wet. I pressed stop on the camera and sent it to Rishi. I got up and put my cigarette in the ashtray.

“You lost Divya.” I grinned at Divya, who was still attached to her daughter. “Please.” She begged, her voice frail from the forced orgasm. “Let us go.”

“Come on now! We are just getting started.” I moved towards them and turned off the vibrators. I pulled the first nipple clamp in one go. Both of them cried in pain, tears rolling down their cheeks. I pulled the second one, and the cries followed.

The nipples were red and probably sore. I pinched Rhea’s pink nipples, and she cried in pain. I then slapped Divya’s tits, who was now sitting and breathing in her cum. Her dusky tits were going up and down, and black nipples were erect.

“I have to pee,” I said, pulling my t-shirt above my head, followed by my pants and underwear. I was standing in the room butt-naked, my dick hard from all the show. “Since the game is over, we are back to the rules. You remember the rules, right?” They nodded.

“Good,” I said and grabbed Rhea by her hair, pulling her up to me. She cried in pain, trying to get on her feet. I grabbed her small tits and squeezed them, slapping them gently. I left her hair, and she fell to the ground. I grabbed her leash and moved towards the washroom, pulling her with me.

She crawled slowly, trying to keep up with my pace, choking in between from the collar. I stopped in front of the commode. She sat on her knees on the washroom floor. “Sit with your legs parted,” I ordered. “ And spread your pussy lips.” She obeyed.

She took the support of the wall and parted her legs. Using her hands, she spread her pussy lips to reveal the pink interior. She was a virgin from the looks of it. Her hole was tight and wet from the orgasm before. I pissed on her pussy, smoke rising from my warm piss hitting her cold body.

I moved up to her tits and finally to her face. “Open your mouth,” I said. She did, and I pissed in her mouth. The peeing ended, and I pushed my dick inside her mouth, starting to mouth fuck her. The last drops I dropped inside her mouth.

She was dripping wet in my piss, her eyes watery from the mouth fucking and deep throat.

To be continued.

Mummy ke dudh chuste hue main unki maxi ko halke halke upar karne laga. Kuch hi der mein mummy ki maxi unki jangho ke upar tak aa gayi. Maxi jangho tak aate hi mummy ki panty dikhne lagi.

Panty ke dikhte hi maine aapna hath panty ke upar se hi mummy ki chut par rakh diya. Aur chut par hath rakhte hi mujhe mummy ki chut ki garmi milne lagi. Mummy ki chut mein itni jayada garmi thi ki woh garmi panty ke bahar tak aa rahi thi.

Main mummy ki chut panty ke upar se ragde ja raha tha. Mummy mera lund pakde upar neeche kar rahi thi. Mere muh mein mummy ke dudh the. Aur neeche mera hath unki chut par chalta ja raha tha. Aur moan kiye ja rahi thi. Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, jab jab tu mere sath aisa karta hai. Tab mujhe tere papa ka bohut darr lagta hai. Kahi kisi din unhone hame aise dekh liya. To pata nahi kya hoga?

Main – Mummy, agar papa ko aapke sukh ki parwa hoti. To abhi unka hath waha hota. Jaha is waqt mera hath hai. Aur ye sukh main nahi balki papa aapko de rahe hote. Magar unhe to sirf aapni darru ki chinta rehti hai.

Isiliye woh peeke neeche so rahe hai. Main aur aap ek dusre ki madad kar rahe hai. Aur waise bhi mummy aapke neeche se behta ye kaamras mujhe bata raha hai ki aapko is sukh ki kitni jarurat hai.

Aapni baat puri karte hi maine aapna hath mummy ki panty ke ander daal diya. Aur ander mummy ki chut pani pani ho rahi thi. Main unki baalo se bhari chut ko sehlane laga. Chut par hath lagte hi mummy ne mera lund aur jayada kas ke pakad liya.

Aur aapne lund par mummy ki pakad dekhte hi, maine aapni 2 ungliyaan mummy ki chut mein daal di. Mummy ki chut to jaise garmi ka laava ugal rahi thi. Aur meri dono ungliyaan unke ander jaate hi kaamras se bheeg chuki thi.

Ab mummy ke dudh ko chuste hue main aapni dono ungliyaan ander bahar karne laga. Mummy ummm mmmm ki awaaj nikalne lagi. Maine mummy ki taraf dekha to woh maze se aapni aankhe band kiye. Is pal ka maza le rahi thi. Main aapni ungliyaan chalaye ja raha tha.

Aur aapne anguthe se mummy ki chut ke daane ko ragad raha tha. Jisse mummy beech beech mein aapni taango ko jod le rahi thi. Mummy ab bohut garam ho gayi thi. Isiliye woh aapni taango ko jod rahi thi. Ab unke liye rukna muskil ho raha tha.

Kyuki neeche meri 2 ungliyaan unki chut ke ander thi. Aur mera angutha unki chut ke daane ko masal raha tha. Aur upar meri jeebh unke dudh ki ghundiyo ko chuse aur sehlaye ja rahi thi. Main rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha.

Aur idhar mummy ki pakad mere lund par kasti ja rah thi. Mera lund upar neeche karne se mummy ke hatho ki chudhiya chan chan ki awaaj kar rahi thi. Magar mera pani itni asani se nikalne wala nahi tha.

Bahar ki aurto ko chod ke itna to maine seekh liya tha ki aapna pani nikalne se kaise rokte hai. Aur aurto ko der tak kaise chodte hai. Aaj wahi gyaan mere kaam aa raha tha. Fir maine aapni dono ungliyaan mummy ki chut se nikal li.

Aur fir main aapni 4 ungliyon ko mummy ki chut par rakhkar unhe jaldi jaldi gol gol ghumane laga. Aur ab mummy aapni taange jod ke ummm mmmm karne lagi. Main aapna hath chalaye ja raha tha. Tabhi mummy ne aapna dusra hath mere hath par rakh diya.

Magar main waise hi aapna hath chalaye ja raha tha. Tabhi mummy ke muh se ummmm ki ek awaaj hui. Aur unka sharir kaamp gaya. Mummy ka pani nikal chuka tha. Aur idhar mummy ne mere lund ko kas ke pakda hua tha.

Mummy ka pani nikalne ke baad bhi mera hath unki chut par tha. Aur fir jab mummy shaant ho gayi. To unhone aapne pair thode khol liye. Aur pair ke khulte hi maine aapna hath mummy ki panty se bahar nikal liya.

Mummy lete lete mujhe hi dekh rahi thi. Aur fir maine unke samne aapni ungliyaan muh mein daal li. Mummy ko dekhte hue main aapni ungliyaan chaatne laga. Mummy abhi bhi mera lund pakde hue the.

Main unke samne aapni ungliyaan chaat raha tha. Aapni ungliyaan chaat ke main mummy se chipak gaya. Aur mere chipakte hi mummy ne mera lund chhod diya. Aur meri gardan ke neeche se hath daal ke mujhe khud se aur jayada chipka liya.

Mummy ke dono dudh abhi bhi bahar the. Mummy se chipakne ke baad main mummy ke dudh ko fir se dabane aur masalne laga. Mummy aaram se leti hui tej tej saanse le rahi thi. Kuch der hum dono khamosh hoke lete rahe. Aur fir jab mummy puri tarah shaant ho gayi. Tab main bola.

Main – Kya hua mummy? Aap ek dum shaant kyu ho gaye? Kya aapko aacha nahi laga?

Meri baat sunke mummy ne mere maathe ko chum liya. Aur fir hum dono ek dusre ko dekhne lage. Mujhe dekhte hue mummy boli.

Mummy – Bahut aacha laga beta. Kal aur aaj jis tarah se tune mujhe ye sukh diya hai. Usse mera pura badan halka halka sa ho gaya. Aisi shaanti maine bohut waqt baad aapne ander mehsus ki hai.

Main – Mummy, aap is sukh ki puri tarah se hakdaar ho. Aap mujhe papa ko aur is ghar ko kitne aache tarah se sambhalte ho. Uske baad bhi agar aapko thoda sa sukh naa mile. To ye aapke sath naa insaafi hai.

Mummy – Beta, tu mere bare mein kitna sochta hai. Aur ek tere papa hai. Jinhe bas aapni darru ki padi rehti hai. Bas kabhi kabhi mujhe darr lagta hai ki main aur tu yaha aise nange hoke lete hue. Kahi tere papa ko kabhi pata chal gaya. To main kya karungi?

Main – Mummy, aap jis baat ke bare mein soch rahe hai. Woh bhi ek theek hai. Magar mummy aap jante ho. Asli sachayi kya hai?

Meri baat sunke mummy mujhe dekhne lage. Maine unki taange fir se faila di. Aur aapna hath sidhe mummy ki panty mein daal diya. Aur unki geeli chut se aapna hath bheega kar bahar nikal liya. Mummy ko dikhate hue bola.

Main – Mummy, aapki asli sachayi ye hai. Aapke neeche se behta ye kaamras is baat ka saboot hai ki aap bhi is sukh ke liye pata nahi kab se taras rahi thi. Magar papa aapko ye sukh nahi de rahe the. Mummy jab bhi main aapko dekhta hu.

To yahi sochta hu ki main aapne khade lund se Isiliye pareshan hu. Kyuki naa to main shaadi shuda hu. Aur naa hi mere pass koi aurat ho. Jo mere lund ko shaant kar sake. Magar aap to shaadi shuda hu. Aur uske baad bhi aapko woh sukh nahi mil raha hai.

Jiski jarurat harr aurat ko hoti hai. Mummy isiliye sirf aap hi meri is pareshani ko samjhte ho. Kyuki aap bhi pata nahi kab se isi pareshsni se jhuj rahe ho. Isiliye aap harr roj ye panty mujhe deke meri madad karte ho. Main janta hu mummy.

Ye panty raat mein bhi sirf aap mere liye pehante ho. Warna to aap aapni panty dopher mein hi utaar dete the. Kyuki aapko garmi bohut lagti hai. Sach keh raha hu mummy ya nahi.

Mummy – Ha beta tu sahi keh raha hai.

Aapni baat bolke mummy chup ho gayi. Aur fir hum dono kuch der khamosh hoke lete rahe. Aur fir maine mummy ka hath fir se aapne lund par rakh diya. Mummy mere lund ko pakad ke upar neeche karne lagi. Main unke dudh fir se chusne laga.

Is bar mummy bina ruke mera lund upar neeche kar rahi thi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy, agar aap aise hi mere lund ko sehlate rahi. To sara rayta bister par fail jayega.

Meri baat sunke mummy hasne lagi. Aur fir main bed se uth gaya. Aur bed ke neeche khada ho gaya. Mummy bhi bed se uth gayi. Aur aapni taange latka ke bed par beth gayi. Mummy ke dono dudh abhi bhi bahar nikal ke latak rahe the.

Mummy ke bethte hi main unke bagal mein khada ho gaya. Aur khade khade unke dudh ko dabane laga. Mummy mera lund pakad ke fir se use aage peeche karne lagi. Mummy mera lund aage peeche kiye ja rahi thi. Main unke dudh dabaye ja raha tha. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, kya aapko abhi bhi mujhse sharam lag rahi hai?

Mummy – Beta, agar sharam hi lag rahi hoti. To tera hath mere dudh par nahi hota. Aur naa main tere is haatiyaar ko sehal sehla ke shaant kar rahi hoti. Hamare beech sharam aur laaj bohut pehle hi khatam ho chuki hai.

Mummy ki ye baat sunte hi maine kamre ki light jaake jala di. Aur kamre mein roshni hote hi mummy mujhe aur mere khade lund ko dekhne lagi. Ab mummy ki aankho mein rattibhar bhi sharam nahi thi. Woh bina kisi sharam ke mere samne aapne dudh bahar nikale bethi hui thi.

Light jalane ke baad jaise hi main mummy ke pass paucha. Unhone hath bada ke mera lund pakad liya. Aur woh mere lund ko dekhte hue use aage peeche karne lagi. Main unke dudh ko dabane laga. Mummy mere lund par jama safed safed pani ko dekh rehi thi. Aur use dekh kar woh boli.

Mummy – Beta, tu ise theek se saaf nahi karta hai kya? Ye kaise safed safed jama pada hai tere ispe.

Main – Mummy, pehle aap theek se nehla ke saaf kar deti thi. Magar ab to aap nehlate hi nahi ho. Isiliye ye aise ganda ho gaya.

Meri baat sunke mummy smile karne lagi. Aur unka hath mere lund par jaldi jaldi chalta ja raha tha. Jisse mera lund pura sookh chuka tha. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy, thoda aaram se mera lund sookh gaya hai.

Mummy – Beta, ispe tel lagaya kar. Usse tere ispe chiknayi bani rahegi.

Main – Mummy, main tel lagata hu. Magar abhi kaha se tel leke aau. Aap ispe thoda aapna thuk laga ke sehla do. Usse ye chikna ho jayega.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur fir unhone mera lund aapne muh ke pass kiya. Aur dher sara thuk mere supade par tapka diya. Aur mera supada kholne aur band karne lagi. Jisse mera lund mummy ke thuk se chikna ho gaya.

Mera lund mummy ke muh se itna najdik tha ki unhe mere lund ki tej mehak jarur aayi hogi. Mummy ke thuk se mera lund pura chikna ho gaya tha. Aur ab mummy ka hath sata sat mere lund par chal raha tha.

Main mummy ke dudh ko masle ja raha tha. Aur jaise jaise main mummy ke dudh ko masal raha tha. Unka hath aur teji ke sath mere lund par chal raha tha. Aur fir kuch der mera lund aur aage peeche karte hi mere lund se gaade pani ki ek moti dhaar nikli.

Aur mera pani nikalta dekhkar. Mummy ne aapna hath rok diya. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Ruko mat mummy. Ruko mat abhi mera pani theek se nikla nahi hai. Aise hi karte raho mummy. Ruko mat.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy fir se mera lund aage peeche karne lagi. Aur mere lund se 3-4 pani ki aur dhaar nikli. Tab kahi jaake mera lund shaant hua. Mummy mere lund ko abhi bhi aage peeche kar rahi thi. Aur fir unhone mere pani ki aakhiri bond bhi mere lund se nikal di.

Pani nikalne ke baad bhi mera lund khada hua tha. Fir mummy bed se uthi. Aur samne pada ganda kapda utha layi. Mummy neeche gira mera pani usse kapde se saaf karne lagi. Aur fir sara pani saaf karne ke baad mummy khadi ho gayi.

Aur khade hote hi jo thoda pani mere lund par laga hua tha. Woh mummy ne aapni maxi se saaf kar diya. Mera lund saaf karne ke baad mummy ne aapne dudh maxi ke ander kar liye. Aur woh mere lund ko dekhne lagi. Jo abhi bhi khada hua tha.

Aur fir mummy ne bina kahe. Mera lund fir se pakad liya. Aur woh mere lund ko pakad ke boli.

Mummy – Beta, ye tera abhi bhi khada kyu hai? Ye dheela kyu nahi hua?

Main – Mummy, mera pani to aapne nikal diya hai. Magar mera lund itni jaldi bethta nahi hai. Ye pani nikalne ke baad bhi kafi der tak khada rahta hai.

Mummy mere lund ki sakhti dekh rahi thi. Aur woh ye dekhkar hairan thi ki mera lund pani nikalne ke baad bhi khada hua tha. Kuch der mera lund dekhne ke baad mummy ne use chhod diya. Mummy ne time dekha. To sava 11 baj rahe the. Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, time bohut ho gaya hai. Ab main chalti hu. Aur tu bhi ab so ja.

Mummy ki baat sunte hi maine unhe gale laga liya. Aur jaise hi maine unhe gale lagaya. To mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta?

Main – Kuch nahi mummy bas aapko gale lagane ka mann kar raha tha. Aaj aapki wajah se pehli bar mujhe pata chala ki jab ek aurat ek mard ka lund sehlati hai. To use kitna aacha lagta hai. Itna aacha aaj se pehle mujhe kabhi nahi laga tha.

Mummy se ye baat bolke hum dono alag ho gaye. Mummy mujhe dekhkar smile karne lagi. Aur fir mummy ne mere gaal ko chum liya. Aur fir woh boli.

Mummy – Ab so ja beta. Warna puri raat aise hi baate kar kar nikal jayengi.

Main – Mummy, aapse baate karta hu. To mera mann hi nahi bharta hai. Mann karta hai. Aap hamesha mere pass hi raho.

Mummy – Ha beta ye to hai. Chal ab so ja. Subha baat karte hai.

Aapni baat bolke mummy jaane lagi. Aur fir main bhi bed par aake let gaya. Aaj meri khushi ka koi thikhana nahi tha. Main ander hi ander naach raha tha. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main kya karu. Maine raat ke sade 11 baje hi rahul bhaiya ko sab bata diya.

Main janta tha. Woh so rahe honge. Magar mere ander ki khushi ko main rok nahi paya. Main leta leta mummy ke bare mein hi soch raha tha. Aur aaj mujhe neend hi nahi aa rahi thi. Aaj bohut dino baad mere lund ka pani nikla tha.

Aur woh bhi mummy ne nikala tha. Ye khushi mere liye bohut jayada thi. Aise lete lete 2 baj gaye. Tab jaake mujhe neend aayi. Aur fir meri aankh subha tab khuli. Jab mummy mujhe uthane aayi.

Mummy – Uth ja beta. Dekh sade 8 baj gaye hai. Aur kitna soyega tu.

Mummy ki awaaj sunte hi main uth gaya. Mummy abhi bhi maxi mein thi. Iska matlab woh abhi nahayi nahi thi. Bed se uthte hi maine pehle aapna lund sahi kiya. Mummy mere khade lund ko dekhne smile karne lagi. Aur fir main unhe dekhte hue kamre ke bahar nikal gaya.

Fir main neeche aake fresh ho gaya. Aur mere fresh hone ke baad mummy bhi nahane chali gayi. Magar ab main mummy ko bathroom mein dekhne nahi jata tha. Kyuki ab mujhe uski jarurat nahi thi. Ab mummy mere sath khul chuki thi.

Main mummy ke kamre mein betha betha unka intezaar kar raha tha. Aur fir mummy peticot aapne dudh par pakde hue kamre mein aayi. Aur kamre mein aate hi mummy mujhe dekhkar smile karne lagi. Main bhi mummy ko dekhkar smile karne laga.

Mummy ka aise smile karna mujhe bohut aacha lagta tha. Jab bhi mummy aise smile karti thi. To unhe dekhkar lagta tha ki unke ander abhi bhi thodi sharam bachi hui thi. Halaki ab woh mere samne khul ke baat kar leti thi. Magar unki ye sharam mujhe bohut aachi lagti thi.

Main betha betha mummy ko dekh raha tha. Aur mere kacche mein khade lund ko dekh ke mummy smile kar rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hue mummy ne aapna peticot aapne dudh se neeche karke aapni kamar mein bandh liya. Aur ab mummy mere samne upar se nangi hoke khadi hui thi.

Main mummy ko dekhe ja raha tha. Aur woh aapni safed rang ki desi bra pehen rahi thi. Hum dono ki aankhe ek dusre ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Hum dono ke beech khamoshi jarur thi. Magar hamari aankhe ek dusre ki khushi ko baya kar rahi thi.

Kuch hum dono aise hi ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Aur fir aapni bra pehnne ke baad mummy boli.

Mummy – Aisa kya dekh raha beta?

Mummy ki baat sunte hi main khada ho gaya. Aur unke pass pauch ke bola.

Main – Mummy, main harr roj aapko aise dekhta hu. Magar aaj aapke chere par ek alag chamak dikh rahi thi. Aur aaj aap bohut sundar lagte ho.

Aapni tareef sunke mummy ke chere par smile aa gayi. Kyuki woh bhi janti thi. Ye chamak isiliye thi ki lagatar 2 din se unke ander ki garmi shnaat ho rahi thi. Ab mummy bra aur peticot mein mere samne khade hui thi.

Aur fir maine peeche jaake mummy ki kamar mein hath daal ke unhe pakad liya. Jaise hi maine mummy ko pakda. Maine unke ko gaal ko chum liya. Aur fir woh boli.

Mummy – Kya baat hai beta? Aaj aapni maa par bohut pyaar aa raha hai.

Main – Pyaar to main aapse bohut karta hu mummy. Aur aap bhi mujhse bohut pyaar karte ho. Isiliye aaj hum dono ke chere par ek alag hi khushi hai. Aur hum dono jante hai ki ye khushi ki wajah se hai.

Aapni baat puri karte hi maine mummy ke dono dudh pakad liye. Aur unhe bra ke upar se dabane laga. Aur mera lund mummy ki moti gaand par peticot ke upar se ragad raha tha. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya kar raha hai beta? Tu subha subha shuru ho gaya. Chhod mujhe blouse pehnne de. Fir mujhe abhi pooja bhi karni hai.

Main – Pooja kar lena mummy. Bas aapko chhodne ka mann nahi kar raha hai. Main roj yahi sochta hu ki papa ko aapki ye sundarta dikhayi kyu nahi deti hai? Jab ki bahar wale aapko taad taad ke dekhte hai. Mujhe to lagta hai. Papa ki nazar kamjor ho gayi hai.

Mummy – Nazar kamjor nahi hui hai beta. Bas khud ki biwi purani aur bhudi ho gayi hai.

Main – Mummy, bhudi aap nahi balki papa ho gaye hai. Agar aap bhudi ho gayi hoti. To aapko is haal mein dekhkar mera hathiyaar aise khada nahi hota. Jise aap dekh dekh ke smile kar rahe the.

Mummy – Beta, tera ye kabhi shaant bhi hota hai. Jab bhi main ise dekhti hu. To ye hamesha khada hua hi milta hai. Maine to ise itne dino mein kabhi shaant nahi dekha.

Main – Mummy, subha to ye hamesha ki tarah khada hota hai. Jaise subha sabka hota hai. Magar abhi ye sirf aapko dekhkar khada hua hai. Mummy aap is bra mein bohut sundar lag rahe ho.

Mummy aapni tareef sunke aapne maathe par hath marne lagi. Aur fir woh boli.

Mummy – Mera beta bilkul pagal ho gaya hai. Subha subha hi shuru ho jata hai.

Main – Ab ismein main kya karu mummy? Aap subha subha aise mere samne aate ho. To main khud ko rok nahi pata hu.

Mummy – Aacha aacha ab bohut baate ho gayi. Tu beth main pooja karke nasta deti hu.

Mummy ki baat sunke maine unhe chhod diya. Aur fir woh pooja karne lagi. Aur pooja karne ke baad hum dono nasta karne lage. Nasta karte hue hum dono normal baate kar rahe the. Aur fir main dukaan par aa gaya.

Dukaan par aake maine aapna mail dekha. To rahul bhaiya ka mail aaya tha. Main rahul bhaiya se mummy ko aaj chodne ki baat ki thi. Kyuki ab main unki chut tak pauch gaya tha. Magar rahul bhaiya ne mujhe abhi aisa karne se mana kar diya tha.

Unhone mujhe bata diya tha ki aage kya karna hai. Aur fir main dukaan ke kaam mein busy ho gaya. Aur theek 11 baje main mummy ka intezar karne laga. Magar aaj 11 baje mummy nahi aayi. Main ye soch ke hairan tha ki mummy aayi kyu nahi.

Tabhi ek customer aa gaya. Main uske sath busy gaya. Aur fir theek sade 11 baje mummy bhi aa gayi. Mummy ke aate hi main bola.

Main – Kya hua mummy? Aap deri se kyu aaye?

Mummy – Are beta tere papa aa gaye the. Unki tabiyat kharab ho gayi hai. Isiliye unhe hi dava de rahi thi.

Papa ka naam sunte hi mera chera utar gaya. Mummy mera udas chera dekh kar boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tera chera kyu utar gaya?

Main – Mummy, matlab aaj papa ghar hi rahenge.

Mummy – Ha beta ab tabiyat kharab hai. To ghar hi rehna padega.

Main – Mummy, agar papa ghar par rahenge. To main aur mummy baat kaise karenge.

Mummy meri baat sunke smile karne lagi. Kyuki woh bhi janti thi. Mere baat karne ka kya matlab hai.

Main – Beta baate to hum roj hi karte hai. Ab tere papa ki tabiyat kharab hai. To hum dono kya hi kar sakte hai?

Mummy ki ye baat sunke mera mood thoda kharab ho gaya. Aur ye mummy ne bhi dekh liya tha. Fir hum dono normal baate karne lage. Aur beech beech mein customers bhi dekhne lage. Tabhi mujhe ek idea aaya. Aur fir 1 bajte hi mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, ab main chalti hu. Khana bhi banana hai. Tu bhi dukaan band karke aa jaa.

Main – Mummy, aap papa ko khana khila dena. Aur mera aur aapna khana dabbe mein daal ke dukaan par hi le aana. Main aur aap yahi dukaan par kha lenge.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy smile karne lagi. Aur woh bhi samjh gayi ki main aisa kyu keh raha hu? Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Theek hai beta. Main 2 baje khana le aaungi.

Aur fir mummy ghar chali gayi. Main dukaan par hi betha raha. 2 bajte bajte jayadatar dukaane band hone lagi. Kyuki garmi mein log dopher mein dukaan band kar dete hai. Sirf parchuni ki hi dukaan khuli hoti hai.

Aur fir 2 bajne se pehle maine aapne underwear utar diya. Aur sirf kacche mein beth gaya. Mera lund to aaj ye sochke hi khada ho gaya tha ki aaj main aur mummy dukaan ke ander honge.

Isse pehle bhi kai bar main aur mummy dukaan ke ander ruke hai. Magar aaj baat alag thi. Ab mummy aur mera rishta puri tarah se bagal chuka tha. Aur fir theek 2 baje mummy hath mein khane ka dabba leke aa gayi. Aur unhe dekhte hi main khus ho gaya. Aur woh bhi mujhe dekhkar smile karne lagi.

Mummy ke ander aate hi maine dukaan ka shutter pura neeche gira diya. Aur use lock kar diya. Mummy mujhe dekh dekhkar smile kar rahi thi. Main unke samne aapna lund masal raha tha.