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Hi all, Ramya again with my sexual experience with drivers in the Lorry Bay Area. My boss planned to make me feel whore by myself. I am 34 years old with a vital status of 34C-30-34. I am 5ft 8 inches tall with dusky skin colour. I have maintained my body shape and structure.

After I had sex with the workers, I joined my boss and took a rest for almost four to five days. My boss was fucking me whenever he was in the mood in those five days. One day, he took me to a party. While returning, we stopped our vehicle at a Dhaba, and there was a Lorry Bay, too.

The Lorry Bay area is moderately dark, and we found a safe place to have some fun. The boss stopped the car at the end of Lorry Bay. He asked me to suck his dick by opening and standing outside the car on the driving door. I sucked his dick. At the climax, he sprayed his cum on my entire face.

He asked me to go to the cleaning area of the Dhaba and clean myself. I went to the Dhaba, cleaned my face, and went back to the car. It was a thrilling and a little hesitant experience for me. We moved from there and reached our home, and had a decent fuck session too.

The next day morning, my boss asked me whether I wanted to enjoy more of being a whore. I said, “Whatever you feel good, I am open to it.” He squeezed my naked breast and said, “Whatever you did yesterday night at the Lorry Bay, the same thing you will be doing with unknown available on the Lorry Bay.”

By hearing him, I was happy and feeling a bit nervous. “I feel happy if my whore gets fucked, and I will be watching you get fucked.” He said he would make sure that unknown guy would rip me nicely in front of him. We both will enjoy the fuck session.

I gave him the acceptance to get fucked. It was almost 5 in the evening, and we started to move on to Lorry Bay. I was wearing a T-shirt, which exposed my navel and a knee-length skirt. We had our light food and then came out from Dhaba.

Intentionally, I pulled my skirt above my knees while sitting and exposed my thighs to the public. When we came out, I noticed a well-built driver and maybe his friends. I smiled at the well-built driver and moved on to our car. A few minutes later, we noticed the driver came in search of us outside.

My boss asked me to talk to the driver and get fucked for just five hundred rupees with some condition. The condition is to inform the driver if he allows my boss to watch my sex, the charges will be five hundred. If not, five thousand rupees. He can add one or two men to have sex.

I saw the driver and met him at his lorry parked.

The conversation was a little Hariyanvi-style language on the driver’s side. I just tried to explain simply in English.

Driver: What do you want, beautiful?

Me: Nothing. But I found you attractive, so I thought to spend some time with you.

Driver: I am ready to spend time with you, but you need to be with me inside my Lorry cabin.

Me: Ok. But I will charge for that.

Driver: How much is your rate, Randi?

Me: For you, I would have charged nothing. What to do? My husband wanted me to take money and asked me not to sleep with anyone without money.

Driver: How much do you need?

Me: Five hundred if you allow my husband to watch my sex with you. If you are not allowing him, then it’s five thousand rupees. One thing, you can add one or two more men to have sex with me.

Driver: (turned me, pressed my bum, pressed my boobs, lifted my skirt and crushed my thighs) Five thousand is a very small amount to spend on you, bitch. I have a chance to fuck you with my friends at five hundred rupees and make your husband feel like he is impotent to fuck such whore.

Me: Shall I call my husband then?

Driver: You bring your husband here. By that time I will bring my friends here.

I went to my boss and told our discussion. He was also excited, and we went to the lorry. In a few minutes, we both found the driver was coming with his friends who had a similar personality. We introduced ourselves and talked friendly for a few minutes.

Driver: The Lorry cabin will be small for all five of us. Can we do it back of the lorry place?

My boss was not accepting. Finally, all agreed to move from the place first and have sex at another Lorry-bay where the crowd is less. We moved from the place and reached Lorry Bay, where fewer lorries were halting.

My boss parked the vehicle on the end side of Lorry Bay and asked me to get down from the car naked. I removed T-shirts, skirts and innerwear. I moved in front of the truck and stood in front of the lorry. My boss was following me from his car with headlights on.

It was my fate that there was no crowd. The driver got down with a bed and pillows available. All three started to crush my body by pressing my breasts and bum. My boss started watching our fuck sitting inside the car with the door open. I was intimating with the driver.

I was lip-locking with the driver by turning my head backwards. The other two were sucking my boobs from the front. They were biting my breasts and slapping on my breasts, too. All three chewed my lips and nipples in rotation.

One driver asked my boss to switch on the car headlight as the place was too dark. They couldn’t see my voluptuous body. My boss turned on the car and headlights. They placed the bed and threw pillows in front of the car. They dragged me to the bed by holding my hair and then pushed me to the bed.

All three were naked in minutes and started to wear condoms. I was scared to see their dicks size and shape. One guy’s dick like in a boomerang shape, maybe 7 to 8 inches long. The second guy’s dick was straight, heavy, maybe 9 inches long. The third guy’s dick is almost 7 to 8 inches long but normal size dick.

My boss saw my face and winked at me. I smiled at him and signalled him to kiss me. My boss came to me, placed his hand on my bare breast and started lip-locking me. At the same time, one guy inserted his dick inside my pussy, and my pussy was stretching.

His dick was hitting deep inside my pussy cervix wall. It had a current shock feel as and when he buried his dick inside pussy. I was crawling with pleasure as and when the driver moved his dick inside and out of my pussy. I was in the high pleasure of sex. The driver said, “Randi, enjoying my dick?”

With hard moaning, I said, “Yes, I love it, fuck me harder, yeah, I love it. Don’t show mercy, tear off my pussy.” My boss left me and sat near the bed. The other two men came near me and started squeezing my breasts so hard that my breasts were turned red in minutes.

One guy placed pillows on my shoulder, made sure that my head went back, then placed his dick inside my mouth. The last guy started chewing my breasts harder and started to give love bite marks. For the first time in my life, I had a feeling of passing current in my body while having sex.

All three exchanged the position and fucked my pussy and mouth till 10.30 PM. All were exhausted, but my boss was watching my fuck. I got up, placed my breasts in front of his face, and asked, “Are you happy, my dear?”

My boss: I thought these three guys would make you scream and then make you beg for mercy, but they were not up to my mark.

Me: What do you want? Do you want me to get double penetrated?

My boss: Yes, the real fun is when your pussy and anal holes are filled by double dicks, and the fuck continues for hours. There would be more fun if there were spectators.

Me: Spectators? No way, no chance.

Driver: Your husband is right, Randi. Let us ask other drivers to wake up and watch you getting fucked.

One guy honked the horn of the truck continuously and woke up about 10 to 12 guys. All gathered at my fucking place with a widely opened mouth. The three guys were talking and instructing them to humiliate me. They made me realize that I am a Realtime Randi.

My boss was also very much happy and said, “You guys can spank her ass, chew her breast and soft mass areas too.” The driver, who I winked and smiled initially, held my hair. He asked one guy to lie on the bed. Then he pushed me on him.

The person laid down and made me sit on his dick, taking it inside pussy. From back, the driver who pushed me down shoved his dick inside my anal without a condom in one go. My eyes were rolled out with tears. The third person gave me his dick to suck.

I was watching people’s faces who were watching my fuck. I saw one guy who was shaking his heavy-sized dick. I waved to him and then asked him to come to me. As soon as he came, I dropped the other guy’s dick, then started sucking cumbersome bare dick head.

It was so huge that I could take just 30 per cent of his dick inside my mouth. Both my holes were digging, and in pleasure, I was trying to swallow cumbersome dick. All three started to cum, and they released the cum. Now it was the turn of the fourth guy whose dick I was sucking.

He has chosen my anal to tear off. My senses were stopped, and I was breathing heavily. My heart was throbbing faster and faster by imagining that his dick was tearing my anal. The fourth guy slowly approached me and said that he was fucking for the first time.

He was excited and apologized if I got hurt out of excitement. He asked others to open my legs wide and bend my legs towards my chest. Then, without a condom, he buried his 30% dick inside my anal. I screamed in pain and tried to escape. But I was under the grip of well-built drivers.

In second force, he buried his entire hefty, cumbersome dick deep inside my anal. He then asked others to free me. I started to slap his face for the hard punishment. He held my hands, placed them above my head, and then started to kiss me. I was trying to escape from his kiss as he had bad redolence from his mouth.

But my attempts had no result as his holding grip was higher than my efforts. He then started to drop his saliva inside my mouth. He was giving me a small anal stroke too. Both my lips bite, and an anal stroke made me open my mouth wide open.

His stroke movement was getting faster. My eyes and mouth were wide open in pain and pleasure. He dropped his saliva and closed my mouth so that I could swallow his saliva fully. He started spitting on my face and started using slang words. Slowly anal fuck was giving me pleasure.

I started to pull him down to hug him. He fell on me, gave me his chest, and asked me to play with it. I started to kiss nipples and then gave a bite and held in my teeth. To get rid of it, he gave me a full hard stroke inside my anal. He then removed his dick and sat on my chest, then asked me to clean the dick.

With a wild look, I started to lick his dick as I was unable to take his dick inside my mouth. He then made me give my anal in a doggy position. In one go, his 70 to 80% dick buried inside my anal hole. He increased his fucking speed by holding my hair and pulling them back to the maximum.

Other drivers who were watching my fucks started to punish my breast and spit on my face. It was the first time I felt that I was a real whore. He started groaning, and his hot fluid flowed into my anal. He removed his dick and shoved it inside my mouth.

With great difficulty, I licked his dick and cleaned the dick which socked in my anal. I was destroyed by his almost 30-minute anal fuck and unable to get up properly. I have been fucked by another 5 guys one by one. The rest of the other drivers watched me getting fuck.

Then one by one, they started to slap, spank, bite my nipples, pussy, lips. In the end, all wanted to make me dirty. So all together started pissing on me and ordered me to open my mouth. I obeyed their order and opened my mouth. One by one, they pissed in and made me smell bad.

They asked my boss to put me inside the car, then took me to the house. All the drivers lifted me and made me sit on their shoulders. They roamed across the road and then put me inside the car. They all thanked my boss for giving me such a wonderful chance to enjoy myself.

My boss closed the dickey and drove towards our place. He stopped the car a little away from the house. He freed me from dicky, then asked me to go home and get cleaned. He had to meet another business partner. Without any hesitation, I wore my T-shirt and skirt and started moving towards home.

I cleaned myself and fell on the bed, but to my shock, I found guys resting beneath the bed sheet. I was feeling their hard erect dicks. When the room light was on, I found there 5 partners of my boss whom I met at a party.

After the private tuition with my economics professor, Lalita, I had a secret meeting with Principal Aadab. There was a wild encounter with auditors – Neelam and Supriya. Then, the unforgettable night was spent with the college trustee, Shraddha Patel.

My dick started being used by these ladies more & more often. Everyone in my college knew me as the teacher’s fuckboy, and teachers from other faculties would come to me to spend some alone time.

Even with so much fucking, I did manage to clear my exams. This may be due to me sleeping with the teachers checking the exam paper or them giving me special tuition to clear the exam paper. Luckily my college had all female teachers, and my ass was saved from being torn apart.

Soon, the time went by and my college was getting over. In these three years, I had had sex multiple times with different women, all above 40 years of age. I still was too shy to talk to my classmates and had not made any girlfriends. I just had a few women in my life I loved to sleep with.

The final exams were approaching. So, I worked overtime and slept with all my professors to get good grades. I could get on good terms with all my professors except for Professor Meghna. She teaches me English literature. I had never slept with her, and neither had she expressed any interest in me.

It was very important for me to clear English Literature to get my degree. So I went to her cabin to have a word with her.

“Meghna Ma’am, may I come in?” I asked her politely. She replied, “Come in!”

“Wow, you look so beautiful today, Ma’am”

“Don’t try to butter me. I know what you are doing!”

“No, Ma’am, I am genuinely interested in you.”

“Take it easy. This won’t work with me. I know what fucking around you do with the professors, the principal and even the trustee. Just imagine if I speak about this, what will happen to your reputation? Now go and study for your final exams. I can’t help you.”

Meghna Ma’am was clearly very angry at me. Her anger made me want her even harder. But she slapped me and threw me out of her cabin. I immediately went to my favourite teacher, Lalita’s cabin. “Lalita, are you free for a fuck?”

Principal Aadab, who was there in her cabin, said, “Yes baby, we are. Now remove your clothes.” Aadab pulled down my pants and started sucking my dick while Lalita started kissing me. I then proceeded to lick Lalita’s pussy.

I fucked her in doggy style while kissing Aadab. I took turns in fucking both the beautiful ladies and finally cum on their faces, giving them a much-needed facial.

Unknown to us, the glass wall of Lalita Ma’am’s cabin was opaque, and people could see us fucking. A crowd had assembled outside to see the show. Aadab asked me to go out and disperse the crowd. I went outside the cabin, and Meghna Ma’am was standing there.

She said something disgusting to me and went back to her cabin. I tried my best and dispersed the crowd that had assembled. I knew I had to study English literature so I went to the library to take some books to study. There, for the first time, I met the librarian, Ms Angel D’Souza.

Ms D’Souza was an amputee and used a wheelchair. I looked at her and said, “OMG, what happened to you, Ms. D’Souza?”

“Oh, you can call me Angel. It’s a long story. I will tell you some other time.”

“Okay, Angel, can you recommend some books to prepare for the English Literature exam?”

“Sure, come with me.” Angel took off in her wheelchair, and I followed her. She took me to the corner of the library. There was nothing but a study table and a few bookshelves.

She smiled and said, “Honey, I can help you only if you help me.”

“How?”

“Lift me and put me on the table, and then start fucking me!”

“Why and why here?”

Angel laughed and said, “You are right. It will be uncomfortable here. I will give you some books to read now. The library closes in an hour, then we do boom boom!”

“Frankly, I don’t mind, and I don’t want any explanation either. Just call me when you are ready.” I sat in a corner, reading the book, but I was just thinking how I would fuck the amputee.

Time passed, and the library closed. Everyone left the library except for me and Angel. Angel locked the door from inside and came towards me.

“Baby, let’s do it right here on this table.”

“What about the cameras?”

“Don’t worry, they don’t work.”

I got impatient and lifted Angel and put her on the table. I helped her undress, and I also got naked. I started having sex with Angel. We talked about our sex. I came to know that she was just 32 years old and was amputated when she met with an accident.

Listening to her sorrowful story, I gave her some extra love and held my cum for some extra time. Finally, I made her cum giving her a happy ending. I dressed Angel up and put her in her wheelchair.

I rushed home to prepare for the English literature exam. I took the English Literature exam and my final exams were finally over. I then waited in anticipation for the results. The results came in a few weeks.

I passed all the subjects except English Literature. I was called to the principal’s cabin. Meghna Ma’am was also present there.

Principal Aadab, with an angry face, said, “Son, let’s keep our physical relations aside for this conversation. You have failed in English Literature. I have requested Meghna Ma’am to give you some grace marks to help you pass and get your degree, but she has some conditions.”

“Yes, Son, I know you have spent your entire college life sleeping with women, especially your teachers. I know you are a good boy, so I am giving you one last chance in a very special condition.”

I instantly replied, “I am willing to do anything you say, Meghna Ma’am.”

Principal Aadab interrupted and said, “First, listen to her baby. Don’t talk in between.”

“Thank you, Aadab. Ya, so son, I am willing to give you the passing marks only if you agree to work in my startup. It’s a magazine and book publishing startup.”

“So you are offering me a job and passing marks. Of course, I agree with these conditions. When do I start to work? Where is your office?”

Meghna laughed and said, “Son, this is not a job. It’s an unpaid internship. My startup has you and me, but we will add more. We will work after college at my house. I will share the details with you. And yes, sex is totally off the tables.”

Aadab laughed and said, “He can come to me anytime for sex. You are such a boring person, Meghna.”

I agreed to work for Meghna Ma’am and passed the English alliteration exam and thus got my degree. This is the end of the series – Teacher’s forceful submission. The story will now continue with the new series, ‘The Unpaid Intern.’

Hi All, Please read the previous 2 parts to know how Divya and Kanishka started having Lesbian sex. It led to the couples swapping partners. The story will be in the words of Kanishka, as usual. She is the dominant person in this group of 4.

Me and Sarath went inside the next room and Divya tried to cover her body.

Kanishka: Everyone here has seen other people’s bodies. What’s there to cover, Divya?

Sarath: That’s correct, Divya. Let’s stay naked.

It was easy for me and Divya as we had seen the other 3 naked. But it felt awkward at the beginning for the guys. They saw each other nude for the first time.

Their cocks were limp after the fuck, or else that could have given one of them confidence in having the bigger cock. But somehow, they tried to control their shyness. I wanted to make the room more joyful.

Kanishka: Let’s all have some drinks.

Divya: But I don’t drink, Kanishka.

Kanishka: Won’t you do it if I ask you to?

Divya: But I don’t know how I will behave.

Kanishka: We all know each other inside out, and there is no problem even if you misbehave, Divya.

Saying so, I poured one small drink and gave it to Divya. The guys had their own large, and we all started chatting. Dinesh (my hubby) and I were sitting on a two-seater sofa, and Divya and Sarath were sitting in separate chairs.

I stood up from the sofa and sat in Sarath’s right lap. His cock was rubbing the lower part of my pussy. I could sense his cock becoming slightly bigger. I poured a little of my drink into my mouth and kissed Sarath. He took the drink in his mouth and kept kissing me.

He had his glass on his left hand and his right hand, which was holding me. He started to grope my boobs. My hubby (Dinesh) and Sarath’s wife (Divya) also must have gotten horny. It’s the effect of drinks and what I did. My hubby was eagerly looking at his wife getting groped in front of him by a stranger.

I signalled him to stand up near me. He did so, and I took his cock in my right hand. Now Divya was sitting idle, so Dinesh asked her to come near him, and they started to lip-lock each other. They, too, were kissing deeply and passionately.

After a minute of stroking my hubby’s cock, I took my hands and slightly put it on Divya’s pussy. She jerked for a minute and realized it was me.

Dinesh: Hey Kanishka

Sarath and I stopped what we were doing and looked at Dinesh.

Kanishka: What?

Dinesh: I wish I could see your lesbian show fully.

Kanishka: Haha! You perv.

Sarath: Yeah, Kanishka. I, too, have seen a lot of lesbian videos but never got a chance to see them in real life.

Kanishka: Div dear, what do you say?

Divya: Whatever it is, you tell Kanishka. I don’t know anything about this, and you are an expert.

Kanishka: Ok. (I thought for a minute.) Guys, we have a deal for you. If you agree to that, we will give you a live lesbian show.

Dinesh, Divya and Sarath: What deal?

All 3 asked at the same moment.

Kanishka: Div, dear, you are not part of this deal. It’s only for the guys.

Dinesh and Sarath: (Standing confused)

Kanishka: The guys need to have gay fun at the same time we are having lesbian

Dinesh: GGGGGrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… I expected this from you, Kanishka.

Sarath: You expected? I am astonished to hear this, Dinesh. I have never done it and don’t like it either.

I signalled something to Dinesh and got up from Sarath’s lap. Now Dinesh knelt in front of Sarath and straight away put Sarath’s cock in his mouth. Sarath tried to push him away. He had a glass of drinks in one hand, and I held the other hand. So he couldn’t do anything.

Within seconds, I saw Sarath start to like what my hubby was doing. Now, I let go of Sarath’s right hand. This time instead of pushing away, he kept his hand on Dinesh’s head and made him suck deeper. While the guys were doing their part of the deal, I went to Divya and started to suck her boob.

We both kept our drinks on the table so that we could enjoy the sex fully. While kissing her boobs, I inserted a couple of my fingers as well into her pussy. Already juices were coming out of her pussy on seeing the guys act. With my boob sucking and fingering, she released more cum into my hands.

I turned to see the guys. Now my hubby Dinesh was sucking the balls of Sarath and had his hands on Sarath’s nipples, playing with him. From the looks, it seemed like Sarath, too, started to like it. He, too, pinched my hubby’s nipples. Then, both of them stood up, and I told them to kiss each other.

They saw each other face to face and slowly started to kiss each other. Sarath had a moustache, but my hubby doesn’t have one. While they were kissing, their cocks were doing a sword fight, and I loved seeing it. After kissing for 5 minutes, this time, my hubby pushed down Sarath.

Sarath reluctantly put my hubby’s cock tip in his mouth. He started with slight kisses at first and then sucking the tip of it. Within 2 minutes, he, too, liked sucking the cock and took it completely into his mouth. I am not sure if it was the drinks that made them like being gay.

On the other hand, Divya and I went to bed and kissed each other deeply. Divya went down and licked my pussy, and I kept moaning all the time. She had become very good at licking within no time, and I loved it.

Later, we went into the 69 position. We licked, fingered each other’s pussies with Divya at the bottom and me on top.

The guys had their share of fun and came to the bed. On seeing us in 69 position, Dinesh came and put his cock straight into my pussy. Divya was licking my pussy and his balls each time it went in and out of my pussy. On the other side, Sarath came with his hard cock.

He put it in my mouth instead of inserting it into his wife’s pussy. I loved getting hammered by two cocks and one more woman’s mouth in my pussy at the same time. It was pure pleasure and I can’t describe those things in words.

Any sex-hungry woman should try it with their hubby or their boyfriends once in their lifetime. After a long 15 minutes of being fucked by 3 persons, Dinesh finally released all his cum into my pussy. After a minute, Sarath, too, released his cum in my mouth.

I drank most of it and spit some of it into Divya’s pussy and licked her pussy. Divya licked Dinesh’s cum dripping cock and sucked it slightly. But it was becoming limp. All of us got up and sat on the bed, looked at each other and smiled.

The time was already 1 am, and the chillness was good enough to increase the sex drive. Again, we poured a glass of drink and were ready for one more round. This time, I was so tired after being hammered by 3 people, so I told Dinesh and Sarath to satisfy Divya.

She had her first threesome, getting banged in her mouth and pussy. Finally, we all slept naked in the same bed, and we didn’t know who was hugging whom.

We woke up around 9 a.m. to the sound of the doorbell. The guys got up and put on their trousers. Dinesh went and opened the door, whereas Divya and I were still naked in the bed, covered with the bed sheet. Sarath was sitting on the sofa with only a pair of trousers.

The room service guy noticed all of this and the bottles on the corner in a second. He must have guessed what could have happened, but we least cared about him.

He rang the bell, asking us to come for breakfast as the counter will be closed in half an hour. We all got ready quickly, had our breakfast and came back to the room.

For the next 5 days, all 4 of us went out together to all places. Most of the time, I was holding Sarath’s hands, and Divya was holding my hubby’s hands. But once inside the room, we were all animals who needed sex. We didn’t care whose body we were tasting, not even realizing if it was a man or a woman.

I know it could be disgusting for many, but I can’t help it. We had great sex for the next 5 days. The guys didn’t agree to anal pleasure, but they were satisfied only with sucking and kissing.

We planned to meet once a year in some place like this with none of our kids and enjoy life. Time only will tell if it will happen or not.

Thanks for reading the story, guys/men and girls/ladies. Any comments for the story are welcome at [email protected]. I’m a 40 year old male from Bangalore, open to any flings or NSA relationships as well.

Ab aage:-

Samir: Oh Nancy bahu, kitni khoobsurat ho tum. Aur ye pendent tumhare boobs ke beech aisa daba hua hai. Mujhe to lag raha hai jaise mere face ko tumne apne boobs ke beech daba liya hai.

Nancy (Apne mann mein sochi): Shayad ye jo chaahte hai wo main inko du, to ye mujhe paise se nehla denge.

Nancy: Aap apne hatho se pendent aur chain ko dekh lo.

Samir apne hath boobs ke upar laga kar pendent ko boobs ke andar se nikaalta hai, aur boobs ko zor se daba bhi deta hai.

Samir: Bahu tumne us din kaafi achi malish ki thi. Kya aaj bhi kar dogi?

Nancy: Haa aap kapde kholo, main kar deti hu.

Samir apne kapde khol kar sirf ek underwear pehan kar let gaya, aur Nancy uske hath pair ko malish karne lagi.

Nancy apne mann mein sochi: Oh my god, inka lund to underwear ke baahar aa raha hai, aur kaafi bada bhi lag raha hai. Agar meri chut mein jayega to meri chut to fatt hi jayegi.

Samir Nancy ko lund ki taraf dekhte hue dekh liya, aur muskurane laga. Fir dheere se Nancy ka hath pakad kar bola-

Sameer: Mere isme bhi thodi malish kar do meri bahu.

Nancy hath underwear ke andar daal kar lund pakad ke boli: Ye main kaise kar sakti hu? Ye to galat hai.

Samir: Jab se tum dekh rahi ho mere lund ko, ye bhi to galat baat hai.

Sameer fir apna underwear bhi neeche sarka deta hai, aur Nancy ke face ko pakad kar muh mein lund daal deta hai. Nancy aaahhhh slurp slurp karke lund choosne lagti hai, aur Samir ke lund ko apni jawani ka maza deti hai.

Samir: Oh Nancy bahu, tum mujhe bahut zyada pasand ho. Tum mujhe khush karo, badle mein jo bhi maang lo mujhse.

Nancy apne mann mein sochti hai: Arre yahi to main sunna chaahti thi. Ab main aapke paise pe aish karungi (aur zor-zor se lund choosne lagi).

Samir: Nancy bahu ab ye kapde tum bhi khol do, aur mujhe apna jism dikhao.

Nancy apne kapde khol kar sirf panty aur bra mein ho gayi.

Samir: Aah Nancy, kitni mast maal ho tum. Tumhari nabhi kitni gehri hai, aur tumhari jaangh kitni sundar hai.

Nancy tumhari sundar chut bhi dikhao mujhe. Nancy apni panty ko neeche kar deti hai, aur bra ko bhi khol deti hai.

Samir: Tumhe dekh aisa lag raha hai jaise koi mast wali film ki heroine ho. Red lipstick, red nail paint, aur ye red pencil heals sandal. Nancy tum Nangi ho kar bhi kitni sundar lag rahi ho.

Ab main Nancy ko zor se pakad kar hug kar liya, aur uske lips ko kiss karne laga. Umaa ummaa lips kiss karne lage hum dono, aur Nancy apni jeebh mere muh mein daalti aur fir meri jeebh choosti.

Mera hath Nancy ki chut mein jaa chuka tha, aur main Nancy ki chut ko apne hath se sehlane laga. Fir ek ungli chut ke andar daal di.

Chut paani chhodh rahi thi, aur maine uski chut ka paani apni ungli mein lekar khud bhi chaata, aur Nancy ko bhi chataya.

Samir: Oh Nancy bahu, kitna swadisht hai tumhari chut ka paani. Sundar chut ka swadisht paani.

Maine Nancy ko bed par litaya, aur usne pair faila kar mujhe apni chut chaatne ka ishara kiya. Fir main uski chut mein jeebh laga kar chaatne laga.

Chut mein se peshaab ki mehak aa rahi thi, aur chut ki malayi kaafi namkeen thi, jo meri jeebh ko chipchipa bana rahi thi. Nancy ne fir mere sar ko pakad ke chut mein daba diya.

Nancy: Aaahhh haa, is bindu ko chooso. Haa aise hi chooso, maza aa raha hai. Oh haa, main jhad rahi hu aaahhhhh.

Aur dher saari malayi Samir ke muh mein daal deti hai, aur Samir ek-ek boond chaat kar pee jata hai.

Samir: Oh Nancy, kitni khoobsurat lag rahi ho tum, bilkul Diksha jaisi, meri biwi lag rahi ho. Main tumhe apni banana chaahta hu, aur tumhe chodna chaahta hu.

Nancy: Main aapki hu. Main aap ki Diksha hu, aap ki biwi hu. Aap mujhe chodo aur bana lo apni hamesha ke liye.

Samir: Haa tum meri Diksha ho.

Aur fir main Nancy ke pair ke beech aa jata hu, aur lund ko chut mein set karke uske upar jhuk jata hu, jisse wo meri aankhon mein aankhen daal kar dekh rahi thi, aur uske dono hath mere hatho se dabe hue the.

Main usko lip-kiss karne laga aur ek zor ka dhakka laga diya chut mein, jisse mera lund kuch aadha andar chala gaya, aur Nancy zor se tadap gayi.

Uske lips mere lips par hone ke kaaran wo kuch bol bhi nahi saki, aur uske hath mere hath se dabe hue the, isliye na hi wo kuch kar saki.

Usne dard se apne pairon ko idhar-udhar maarna shuru kiya. Par main chut mein shot lagane laga. Nancy ki haalat kharaab hone lagi, to maine usko lip-kiss karna band kar diya, aur jaise hi maine uske lips chhodha, wo bolne lagi-

Nancy: Chhodho mujhe chhodho, marr jaungi main.

Mujhe uski ye haalat dekh kar kaafi khushi ho rahi thi, aur aaj ek mere se aadhi umar ki ladki mere lund ko apni chut mein sehan nahi kar paa rahi thi.

Maine aur tez jhatke dena shuru kiya Nancy ko, aur uski chut mere lund ke jhatkon ko bardasht nahi kar paa rahi thi.

Main lagataar Nancy ko 15 minutes chodta raha, aur uski chut mein se paani aane laga.  Ab Nancy sust ho kar chudwa rahi thi. Nancy ka ab dard kam ho chuka tha, aur wo bhi apni chut ko hilane lagi thi. Ye dekh kar maine uske hath ko bhi chhodh diya, aur wo ab aaah aaah ki awaaz ke sath meri chudai ka aanand lene lagi.

Kamre mein thap-thap ki awaaz aur Nancy ki aah ki awaaz hi aa rahi thi. Nancy ab chudai mein poora mera sath de rahi thi, aur uske dono boobs mere lund ke jhatkon ke sath hil rahe the.

Samir (Nancy ki aankhon mein dekh kar bole): Kaisa lag raha hai tumhe mujse chudwa kar?

Nancy: Aahh aaahh aur zor se, acha lag raha hai. Bahut maza aa raha hai, karte raho aap bas.

Samir aur tez-tez chodne laga, aur fir lund baahar karke chut ko dekhte hue bola: Dekho Nancy tumhari sundar chut fool ke jaise khil gayi hai. Ab ye apne muh ko faila kar lund legi. Dekho kaise ye muh ko khol kar lund maang rahi hai.

Samir Nancy ko doggy position mein ulta lita diya, aur fir uski chut mein lund pel diya, aur chodne laga. Chut khul gayi thi lund ke liye, aur Nancy apne se double umar ke insan se chudwane ka maza le rahi thi.

Nancy: Aaah aaahh aise hi karte rahiye, maza aa raha hai. Aise hi chodo mujhe. Main aap ki patni hu, aur aap se hamesha chudwaungi ahh aahh.

Nancy ek baar fir jhad gayi thi aur chut ke paani aur lund ke dhakke se chut mein fach-fach ki awaaz aane lagi. Nancy aur Samir dono charamsukh prapt kar rahe the.

Samir: Oh mere lund ki rani, aaj tu mere lund se chudwa kar mujhe apna bana li hai.

Nancy apne mann mein sochi ki aaj usne chut se Samir ko khareed liya tha, aur ab wo Samir ke paise ki malkin ban jayegi. Samir fir Nancy ko utha kar bathroom mein le gaya, aur shower chala kar Nancy ko apni godi mein lekar chodne laga. Ab Nancy aah aah kar ke chudwa rahi thi.

Kuch der bathroom mein chodne ke baad Nancy ki chut mein hi apna maal Samir ne nikala, aur fir wo dono nange hi room mein aa gaye, aur bed par let gaye. Dono ne ek chaadar apne upar daal li, aur ek-doosre se lipat kar aaram karne lage.

Nancy ne ab acha mauka dekha aur wo boli: Aapke sath sex karke bahut acha laga. Par darr bhi lagta hai kahi hum dono alag na ho jaye.

Samir (Nancy ke honth chooste hue bola): Darr kis baat ka? Aur kyun honge hum alag?

Nancy: Wo shaadi ke liye hamare paas itne paise nahi hai, ki hum ache se shaadi kar paye. Aapko to pata hi hai ki hum gareeb parivar se hai. To darr lagta hai kahi shaadi na hui to?

Samir: Arre aise-kaise shaadi nahi hogi. Aur ab to tum meri ho.

Aur fir Samir ne kaha: Us bag mein kuch paise hai, lelo jitne chahiye. Par shaadi ache se hogi, aur tum meri bani rahogi.

Nancy ne wo bag jo bed ke paas hi rakha tha, uski chain kholi, to dekhti hi reh gayi. Usme dher saare paise the, aur Nancy 20 bundle leli. Wo sochi ki sahi banda fasaya tha usne. Firse Nancy Samir se lipat gayi, aur Samir ek ungli Nancy ki gaand mein daal diya. Fir Nancy ko wo ungli dikha kar khud chaata aur Nancy ko bhi chatwaya.

Itne mein Barsha jo Nancy ki hone wali sasu mom thi, wo aa gayi room mein, aur bed par baith gayi. Par Nancy ko ye ajeeb laga ki ab wo nangi Samir se chipki hui thi, aur uski hone wali sasu usko dekh rahi thi. Kaafi uncomfortable mehsoos karne lagi Nancy. Ye dekh kar Barsha muskura kar boli-

Barsha: Nancy tum Samir ji ko khush rakho, baaki hum sab khush rahenge.

Samir ne Barsha ke aage hi Nancy ko lip kiss kar diya, aur bola: Barsha ab tum door kyun ho?

Aur Barsha ko bhi zor se pakad kar lip kiss karke bola: Nancy ye ghar mera hai, aur yaha ki aurat bhi meri aurat hai.

Barsha ke saamne hi Samir nanga hi chaadar ko hata kar baahar aata hai, aur pant shirt pehan kar Nancy ko bhi kapde de kar neeche aa jata hai. Fir Barsha aur Nancy bhi Samir ke peeche-peeche neeche aa jaate hai jaha Samir ki sasu baithi thi.

Samir ki buddhi sasu mom boli: Nancy beta, tum hamare jamayi babu ka khayaal achi se rakho.

Aur fir Nancy waha se paise le kar apne ghar aa jati hai. Ghar aa kar Nancy paise dekh kar kaafi khush hoti hai, aur fir room mein jaa kar apni chut khol kar dekhti hai. Jo chut kuch ghante pehle tak chipki hui thi, wo ab khul chuki thi, aur chut ka daana baahar latak raha tha.

Kuch din mein hi Nancy ki shaadi ho jati hai, aur wo honeymoon ke liye Kerala chali jati hai. Waha uski fir khoob chudai hoti hai. Idhar Samir apne ghar par aur office ke kaam mein fir busy ho jata hai, aur wo jab ghar aata hai to dekhta hai Shourabh ke room se ajeeb awaaze aa rahi thi.

Jab darwaze ke paas kaan laga kar sunta hai, to pata chalta hai andar koi 2 auratein thi, aur jab keyhole se dekhta hai Samir, to dekhta hi reh jata hai.

Shourabh bed par bandha hua tha rassi se. Wo bhi bilkul nanga tha, aur Shourabh ki biwi bhi bilkul nangi usko kiss kar rahi thi, aur ek ladki jo Shourabh ki saali thi, Naina ki choti behan, wo lund choos rahi thi.

Ye dekh kar ab aur dekhne ko kuch nahi bacha tha. Aakhir Shourabh tha to Samir ka hi khoon. To ab wo bhi apne sasural ki auratein ko chodega hi. Kuch din baad Sarita ji ne phone karke mujhe ghar bulaya, to main khushi se unke ghar gaya ki aaj fir Sarita ji ko chodunga. Par waha dekha to Sarita ji kaafi tension mein lag rahi thi.

Poochne par pata chala ki unki chhoti beti pregnant thi, aur bacha Shourabh ka tha. Maine Sarita ji se kaha-

Samir: Isme tension ki kya baat hai? Aisa ho jata hai jija-saali ke beech.

Sarita ji ne kaha: Tension pregnancy ki nahi hai balki meri chhoti beti Shourabh se shaadi karna chaahti hai.

Aur fir hum dono ne Naina se baat ki, aur Shourabh ki shaadi uski saali se karwa di.

Sarita ghar par akeli hone ke kaaran maine unhe bhi apne hi ghar par rakh liya, aur aaj Sarita ji meri biwi ke jaise reh rahi hai, aur jab mann karta hai hum dono ki chudai ho jati hai.

The end.

This story is a series that happened at my Grandpa’s village house. Please read ‘My Grandpa’s House – Part 1’ to know more about the story and my Grandpa’s family members.

It was still 7.15, and I had to kill another 15 minutes before I went to Grandpa’s bedroom. I was watching TV and lost track of time. I came to my senses when I heard Swapna Aunty’s voice calling me loudly, “Rahul, Mama is calling you.”

I looked at Swapna Aunty. She was near the kitchen door holding a tray with thermos and some snacks on it. She went to Grandpa’s room which was at the far end of the house, maybe to get his drinks and snacks ready. My head spun, wondering if she was going to serve Grandpa tonight after I left his room.

I was in two minds now, whether to go or not. Made a decision, and I walked to Grandpa’s room. The door was closed. I knocked on the door and Swapna Aunty opened the door. She allowed me in and closed the door. This was the first time I entered Grandpa’s bedroom.

It was huge, maybe 400 sqft area. The king-size cot was in the centre of the room. On one side there was an LED TV on the wall and other side a 3 seater sofa and a small dining table. I saw 2 large liquor bottles, 3 glass cups, 4-5 snack plates and a bucket full of ice cubes neatly on the small table.

It was placed on the bed before Grandpa. Grandpa was sitting on the bed with his back resting against the cot headboard. He was bare-chested with just a dhoti and waved to me to sit on the bed.

“Do you drink whiskey, Rahul?” he asked me as I sat on the bed.

“No, Grandpa,” I said, hesitating as I knew he was a short-tempered guy.

“You can have a beer if you want,” Swapna Aunty said.

“No, beer and vodka are for girls, not for men like us. Pour a large drink for him, Swapna. I have a lot to talk about with my Grandson. Men bond easily when they drink,” Grandpa said, no, ordered his daughter-in-law.

Swapna Aunty, standing, dropped some ice cubes in my glass, picked the blue label whiskey bottle and poured whiskey into the glass. It was going to be scotch on the rocks with no soda or water to dilute the whiskey. I had whiskey raw in the US with friends, but drinking with Grandpa was different.

I picked up the glass and looked at Grandpa and Swapna Aunty. Swapna Aunty had both her hands on her hips and was giving me a scary look. I knew she didn’t like me drinking. Her mangalasutra chain was dangling on the pallu between her big breasts. I saw her naked, curvy hips below the blouse. I got high before I drank whiskey, seeing her big breasts and half-naked flat waist inviting me to hug it.

I gulped the whole glass of whiskey in one shot and placed the glass on the table. My throat got burnt as I swallowed the raw whiskey. “Careful, it’s not a beer to drink like that, Rahul. You have to take it slowly, sip by sip,” Swapna Aunty said.

She sat on the bed on my right side, crossed-legged. Her left thigh was grazing my right thigh. I felt a tremor in my body, feeling her body heat through her thighs.  Nervously, I kept the empty glass on the table. Swapna Aunty picked up the whiskey bottle and poured a small peg into my glass.

Then she dropped 4 ice cubes. I was about to pick it up, and she stopped me by holding my hand. My body shivered, feeling her soft, warm hand. “Wait, let me add a soft drink. Or else you will burn your throat if you drink raw like Mama,” Said Swapna Aunty.

She picked up the Pepsi 2L bottle in her left hand and began to pour the cola into the glass. As she lifted her hand, her saree pallo, which was on her left shoulder, moved sideways, giving me a glimpse of her blouse-cladded left breast. My cock stirred in my shorts and got erect, making a tent.

I shamelessly stared at her breast and her naked midriff as she had tied her saree below her navel. I was watching her navel, tummy and breast rather than seeing my glass being filled up to the brim, diluting the whiskey. “Now drink slowly, sip by sip,” Swapna Aunty said, handing the glass to me.

My fingers lingered on hers for a brief moment. She took her hand away, picked up her glass and began to sip whiskey. Holding the glass, I turned and saw Grandpa looking at me and smiling. He held his glass up as if to say cheers but didn’t. He was watching me and Swapna Aunty and sipping whiskey.

Did Grandpa see me staring at his Daughter-in-law? I wondered. Trying to avoid his gaze, I lifted my glass, and my right elbow brushed Swapna Aunty’s left breast. I panicked and tried to move my arm away from her but couldn’t. She leaned more towards my side.

Now, my elbow was feeling her breast softness. I couldn’t move to the other side as I was sitting at the edge of the cot. When I lowered the glass from my lips, my left elbow touched her tummy skin. I hoped Grandpa was not watching me. But he was and had a naughty smile on his face.

“You have diluted Rahul’s whiskey. He is a man now. Let him drink as he likes. How come you are wearing the mangalasutra today? You used to remove it and come to my room, Swapna,” Grandpa asked.

Swapna Aunty’s face turned red on hearing her Father-in-law. It was an open secret that both daughters-in-law removed their mangalasutra before having sex with Grandpa.

“Mama, Rahul is here, so I thought…..” Swapna Aunty stammered and stopped.

“What if Rahul is here? You know I feel guilty when I see the Mangalasutra on your neck. Remove the chain,” Grandpa ordered Swapna Aunty. The old man can’t sleep without having sex for one night. Is he going to fuck Swapna Aunty after I leave or before me, I wondered.

Nervously, Swapna Aunty pulled her chain from her neck. In the process, her saree pallo fell to her lap, exposing her mammoth blouse-cladded breasts. I stared at her bosom shamelessly. The blouse was too tight for her big melons. I saw the outlines of her bra through the blouse and her massive cleavage.

The upper slopes of her breasts were popping out from the top of her blouse. Seeing me staring at her chest, feeling shy, Swapna Aunty picked up the pallo and covered her blouse from my prying eyes.

“Are you wearing bra Swapna?” Grandpa asked his daughter-in-law without any shame that too in front of me, his Grandson.

Now Swapna Aunty looked terrified and nodded, ‘Yes’ at Grandpa. I saw her feeling nervous and lips shivering with fear. The old bastard was treating his daughter-in-law like a slave. I wondered what he would ask next, and as I expected, he asked the unthinkable.

“I know that both my idiot sons are out at the farmhouse fucking the whores. So don’t hesitate, remove the bra right here,” Grandpa ordered.

Swapna Aunty looked at me with eyes widened and at Grandpa. I felt pity for her. Seeing Grandpa waiting, inserting both her hands under the pallo, she began unhooking her blouse. She pulled her hands from the pallo and took them to her back.

I knew the blouse hooks were opened and she was struggling to reach the bra hook.

“Rahul, help your Aunty to remove the bra,” Now Grandpa ordered me.

“What…..me…..” I stammered, looking at Grandpa and at Swapna Aunty, who was looking confused.

“Yes, you, Rahul. I would have helped her, but I can’t get up,” Grandpa said with anger in his tone.

Terrified, I moved to Swapna Aunty’s back. She pulled the pallo aside, which was on her blouse, giving me a clear view of her back with her blouse hanging loose. With my hands shaking with both fear and excitement, I lifted the undone blouse.

I saw the bra strap hugging her back tightly, making red spots near the bra straps. I felt like caressing her back skin, restrained myself, dug my fingers under the bra straps and tried to unhook it. I was successful on the third attempt, as I was a lousy guy in that department.

All I did was push the bra cups up and bare the tits of my girlfriends. As soon as the bra was unhooked, Swapna Aunty pulled the bra straps from her shoulders by inserting her hands in her blouse.

She pulled the bra out without removing the blouse. She still had the pallo on her bosom, hiding the breasts. She was about to hook her blouse back when the old man stopped her.

“Leave it. You stuff your big breasts in that tight blouse from morning. Let them get some air, at least now. What do you say, Rahul? I saw you are an expert in unhooking bras. How many girlfriends do you have in the US?” Grandpa asked me, and I stumbled.

“Come on. I know you are not a virgin. At your age, I used to fuck thrice a day. I hope you are fucking daily as you are my Grandson,” Grandpa used the word ‘FUCK’ without any shame.

I nervously said, “I get busy in college and internals, Grandpa.”

“I have seen heroines with small breasts in Hollywood movies. Does any of your girlfriends have big ones like Swapna,” Grandpa said looking in my eyes.

I had taken my glass to have a sip, hearing Grandpa, my hand shook. I slipped the whiskey down on my shorts. Keeping the glass down, I tried to wipe the whiskey from my shorts, which were a bit wet. In the process, my cock is more erect, making a tent.

“Poor boy, can’t drink properly. Help Rahul and wipe his shorts, Swapna. Use your pallo as it is cotton. The stains will get dried quickly,” Grandpa ordered his daughter-in-law.

My head spun, and I looked at Swapna Aunty. She was equally confused and terrified hearing the old man. She looked at me helplessly, slowly holding the edge of her saree pallo brought it close to my crotch. I was really confused about my Grandpa’s behaviour tonight.

I was worried that Swapna Aunty would know that I had an erection. I glanced at her chest. I saw her blouse flaps showing her cleavage, which was glistening with her sweat. Her breasts were peeking out from the bottom of the blouse. They had sagged due to their weight in the absence of the bra.

The flaps were covering the breasts with her nipples poking from the thin blouse material. I stared dumbly at her breasts while she wiped my crotch. My cock hardened more due to her touch. Seeing my hard cock inside the shorts, Swapna Aunty stopped rubbing and looked up at me.

Seeing my eyes glued to her breasts, Swapna Aunty gripped my crotch tightly and mouthed, ‘BEHAVE.’ I winced in pain as she was hurting me by holding my cock firmly. All this was happening under the table, and Grandpa was not able to notice it.

With her free hand, she pulled the blouse flaps, closely hiding her cleavage from my prying eyes. Releasing my cock she scrubbed the whiskey stains from the shorts. She lifted her upper torso and covered her open blouse with the pallo.

“Is it ok now, Rahul?” Grandpa asked me, and I nodded. He turned to Swapna Aunty and asked her to fill his glass.

Swapna Aunty poured a large peg and added some ice cubes to the glass. Grandpa, taking a sip, asked me, “Have you seen the big breasts of any Indian ladies, Rahul?”

I was staring down at the tent in my shorts and lifted my head, hearing Grandpa. I looked at Grandpa and Swapna Aunty. He was smiling, seeing me uncomfortable at the question thrown at me. I nodded, ‘NO.’

“I know you have seen Ishani’s small ones in these two days. Would you like to see the big magnificent breasts of a sexy Indian woman?” Grandpa asked me again. I was wondering what he was planning as his questions were always about women.

Swapna Aunty was also getting uncomfortable at the old man’s vulgar dialogues. I kept quiet, not answering the horny, pervert old man.

“So I take it as ‘YES,’” Grandpa said. Turning to his daughter-in-law spoke again, “Will you please show your breasts to my Grandson Swapna?”

I felt like a bomb exploded hearing the old man. How can he ask his daughter-in-law to expose her body to a family member that too who is of her son’s age? Swapna Aunty looked shocked at Grandpa’s request. He was not ordering her this time but requesting her.

“Mama, do you know what you are asking? How can I do that? Rahul is like my son. No, I can’t. Please forgive me,” Swapna Aunty replied angrily and tried to get up.

“Well, I can’t force you, Swapna. I could have asked Mamata to show hers, but they are small. Rahul had already seen hers in the afternoon while we were busy after lunch. I will ask Nandini to show hers, and she is lactating too. Rahul may enjoy seeing the milk dripping. I will gift her the 10-acre farm if she obliges me,” Grandpa said in a plain tone, indirectly offering the olive branch to Swapna Aunty.

Swapna Aunty slumped on the bed hearing the word ’10 acre Farm’. Her hands were clutched tightly, and she stared at Grandpa for a long time.

Finally, she spoke, “How can you do this to me, Mama? I come every day to your room and satisfy you thoroughly, unlike Mamata Didi. She does it halfheartedly just for the sake of the property. Nandini is still a small girl. Rahul is just 2 years older than my son, and they are good friends. What if he tells my son?” She was literally in tears.

“Stop crying, Swapna. I asked you not to order. You can show only if you are comfortable and there is no compulsion. I know how good you satisfy me and there is no second word about it. Don’t worry. You will get your share of the property. You can consider this as a bonus,” Grandpa said.

I was wondering what Swapna Aunty will do now. Will she show me her breasts or not? I was dying to see her big breasts naked and at a close range. Courtesy of my Grandpa, who had planned this very well. I got the answer very quickly.

Swapna Aunty dropped her pallo down to her lap, turning towards me, holding the blouse flaps with her shaking hands. She moved them aside, revealing her gorgeous monster breasts to me. My mouth opened up wide, seeing Swapna Aunty’s mammoth breasts.

They had sagged down a bit due to their sheer weight, but they looked firm. Areolas were large, and so were the nipples which were protruding from the epicentre of the mounds. The nipples were thick, unlike Ishani’s pointy ones and were suckable if she had any milk.

They looked like cow’s udders ready to feed a hungry man. I felt like cupping and milking them, but restrained myself. I wondered what Grandpa had planned next. As I expected came his sermons.

“Aren’t they gorgeous, Rahul? Go on, touch and feel those beauties. Your Aunty won’t mind. Would you Swapna?” Grandpa said, looking at his daughter-in-law.

Swapna Aunty shuddered helplessly and nodded at me uneasily, giving me the green signal. Slowly, I raised both my hands and caressed the slopes of her breasts with my palm. My thumbs lingered on the protruding nipples. The nipples got stiff as I thumbed them.

Aunty’s body shook, and I knew this was one of the sensitive parts that could trigger her. Brought my hands down to the bottom of the breasts, lifted the massive breasts and dropped them down. They shook violently, juggling as they fell due to their sheer weight.

My thumbs were still busy tweaking the nipples. Then I heard another order from my Grandpa.

“Look how her nipples are inviting you. Come on, son, lick and suck those nipples. But you won’t get any milk. They would have fed the whole town when she was lactating during Rohit’s birth. Treat her as your mother and with respect,” Grandpa said.

“Mama, you are asking too much. Ok, I will if you really want,” Said Swapna Aunty held the right nipple in her fingers and looked at me, inviting me to suck her nipple. Staring at her, I opened my lips, and Swapna Aunty placed the nipple between my lips.

I closed my lips on the turgid nipple and sucked gently for a few seconds. My right hand was caressing her tummy. My left hand was still lingering on her left breast, playing with the nipple. I heard Aunty sighing when I pulled the nipple into my mouth, trying to gobble her breast in my mouth as much as I could.

Sucking the spongy breast, wetting it with my saliva, I enjoyed the soft breasts both in my mouth and hand. After a few minutes, I switched to the left breast took the nipple in my mouth and gave the same treatment to it too.

My right hand was pressing the wet right breast. The free left hand was hugging her hips and caressing her back skin. Her back was sweaty, and I wondered if my sucking aroused her.

“Are you erect, Rahul?” came the bomb from Grandpa.

Before I could take my mouth off the nipple and answer Grandpa, Swapna Aunty spoke,  “He is Mama. The minute I sat beside him, I knew he was erect.” There was a naughtiness on her face.

Grandpa laughed loudly and said,” You can make a dead man’s dick erect just by showing off your breasts, Swapna. How can the poor young boy control his urges to see a sexy woman? It must be struggling inside the shorts. Why don’t you release it, Swapna? I want to see my boy’s weapon,” Grandpa said, controlling his laughter.

“Not again, Mama. You are asking me to do all the dirty things with Rahul. Ok, I will do it as I am also curious to see what he has got inside,” Said Swapna Aunty. She brought her hands down to my crotch, trying to find the shorts hook.

What a lucky day, I thought. In the morning, I was dying to see Swapna Aunty’s breasts when she was washing clothes, showing her cleavage. I got to see them but was sucking them, too, courtesy of my Grandpa. As I was busy sucking her erect nipple, Swapna Aunty was busy unhooking my shorts.

She pulled the zipper down, fishing her hands in my briefs, and pulled out my cock. “It’s bigger than your son’s, Mama. I expected it to be small, but it looks ok to me,” Swapna Aunty holding my cock with two fingers trying to gauge the size.

“Damn, I can’t see it. Will you stand up and show me your dick, Rahul?” Grandpa said.

Continued in the next part.

Readers can mail me at [email protected] with your comments. Girls and unsatisfied ladies can mail me for a horny chat.

After three years of sleeping with my professors, principal and even the college trustee (Teacher’s Forceful Submission), I failed one subject in my final exams – English Literature.

Luckily, principal Aadab, who was very close to me, mediated the situation. She called English Literature professor Meghna for some settlement. Professor Meghna, a strict woman of pride and principle, agreed to give me grace marks on the condition that I work as an unpaid intern for her.

I immediately agreed without understanding the conditions. I was just happy to get a degree and get employed immediately. A week passed by after graduating and I had still not started working for Meghna ma’am.

At 5 in the evening, I got a call from her, she said, “Where are you, fucker? Come to my place to start your work. I am messaging you my address.”

“Okay, ma’am. I’m coming right away!”

I left my house immediately and reached her place which was at the other end of the city. It took me more than an hour to reach Meghna Ma’am’s residence. Her house was a cosy 2-BHK apartment. She welcomed me inside and took me to one of the bedrooms, which was her ‘office’ space.

“Ma’am, you never told me what your startup is. What work do I have to do?”

“Umm, ya. But first, stop calling me ma’am. This is a startup. You can call me Meghna.”

“Yes, Meghna, tell me about your startup.”

“Don’t laugh, darling. I always wanted to write novels and be an author. So, I have started writing an adult erotic novel. I want you to read it and improve on it since you were the king of sex in college.”

“So this is like 50 Shades of Grey?”

“Hmm…ya, but with an Indian twist.”

Meghana gave me a laptop with her notes and left me alone in the room. It was already 9 in the night. I asked Meghana if I could leave for the day and work tomorrow morning. She smiled and said, “No baby, your shift is for evening and night. During the day, I am at the college.”

I had no other choice and started reading whatever she had written. Just going through it made me horny, and I badly wanted to sleep with my boss Meghana. I started jerking, thinking about her.

She suddenly entered the room and saw me holding my dig bick. She slapped me hard and said, “What the fuck are you doing? You are supposed to work, not jerk!”

“Sorry, ma’am, your story was so impactful. It made me jerk thinking about you!”

“Darling, I was not going to let you fuck me so easily, but looking at your dick, I must give you a chance.” Meghana quickly latched the door and hugged me and said, “Baby, make your Meghana cum. Missionary or doggy?” I replied, “YES,” and she smiled.

I was quick to remove Meghana’s nighty. She was wearing no underwear. She lay on the bed, waiting for me to do the magic. I was about to put on a condom. She stopped me and said she wanted all-natural sex, and I obliged.

My dick went inside Meghana, and it felt like a big achievement for me. She was the only teacher from my college I had not slept with.

“Darling, go deeper, aah,” She moaned.

“Meghana Ma’am, thank you for having sex with me. I love you.”

“Chutiye, this is only a one-time thing.”

I kept riding Meghana for quite some time and then cum in on her. She enjoyed it, but I could not make her cum. Meghana was a little annoyed and slapped me for not making her cum.

I said, “Darling, give me one more chance. I can make any lady cum when I fuck her doggy style.”

“Sure, let’s do this. But if you can’t make me cum this time, no more sex with me.” That was the motivation I needed.

Meghana and I shared our first kiss. It felt awkward for a 22-year-old boy to share a kiss with his 36-year-old teacher/boss. But the world is filled with such awkward relationships.

I gently removed Meghana’s rubber band and opened her hair. Her brown-coloured, wavy hair was so perfect to put my hands on and caress. Meghana’s boobs were like melons, firm but soft. I enjoyed sucking them. By this time, Meghana was all wet and ready for the action.

I touched Meghana’s feet and took her blessing for successful sex and also licked the legs in the process. Meghana bent over the study table, giving me access to her pussy. I quickly entered her pussy and started gently going in and out.

I took her long, wavy hair and started riding her like she was my horse. I could sense that she was enjoying it by her moans which were quite loud.  She was moaning so loudly that her husband, who was sleeping in the next room, came and knocked on the door.

To reduce the moaning noise, I stuffed Meghna’s nighty in her mouth and continued fucking her. She, too, was enjoying it. Her husband left after hearing no noise.

“Do you like it, Meghna?”

“I am loving it, baby. I am cumming. I am cumming.”

Meghna came when my dick was still inside her. I could see the satisfaction on her face. She moved ahead and removed my dick from her. She bent over and ordered me to give her a facial. I obliged and came on her face. She licked some and then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

After coming back from the bathroom, her face was glowing. Meghna smiled and said, “I was a fool to not fuck you earlier. But anyways now I have you whenever I want since you are working for me. I love you, my sex boy!”

“I love you too, my sexy lady boss.”

She smiled, put on her nightie, and said, “Tomorrow, be present at 6 over her and start working. We will have sex at night from 10-11 till midnight. Then your working time ends.”

“Okay, ma’am”

Before leaving, she handed me a thousand rupees and said, “This is for the good times you gave me. Now go before I fuck you again!” We kissed goodbyes, and I left her house.

Anyways, It was late at night, and I headed home on my bike. During the ride I was thinking about Meghna and our growing love. I went home and slept with my maid, Sejalben. (read my story Chachiji MMS). She had been eagerly waiting for me the whole day.

What happens next between my lady boss Meghna and me? Read the upcoming stories to know more.

Hi, Madhan here, a passionate erotic writer. Thanks to all my ISS readers for the likes and valuable comments on my previous story, ‘Meaty wife’s Desperation at the Swimming Pool.’Looking to connect with Pleasure-seeking girls/ladies/couples. Reach me on my hangout/mail [email protected] anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.

Everything began with Riya’s irritation and frustration. It had been around six months since she moved to Bangalore from Delhi. In her five years of work life, these past six months had been her most challenging days.

Riya was a pretty, fair-looking girl in her mid-20s. Given her beauty, anyone could guess that she would have a loving boyfriend. She left her boyfriend and hometown for a higher-paying job in Bangalore, hoping for a fresh start. But instead, the pressure only increased with each passing day.

Despite her impressive skills, Riya felt overwhelmed by the demands of her new workplace. Her boss’s lingering glances and subtle sexual advances made her very uncomfortable. Also, many colleagues—some even married—looked at her with desire.

She had always been accustomed to this desire-filled attention. But in this new environment, it felt stifling rather than flattering. In Delhi, she had the warmth of her family during the weekdays and the companionship of her boyfriend on weekends.

Now, the solitude of her apartment echoed with her loneliness. The vibrant city around her only highlighted her isolation. She found herself longing for the connection she once had. As the days turned into weeks, Riya began to explore her bodily feelings in secret.

Riya felt a mix of frustration and yearning. She wanted to embrace her desires but was held back by her upbringing. Riya yearned for her delicate boobs to be squeezed and sucked. She wanted her lips to be kissed, her tongue to be sucked dry. It was a delicate dance between who she was and who she wanted to be.

With every glance from her boss and every flirtatious comment from colleagues, her internal conflict deepened. Would she continue to suppress her feelings, or was it time to explore the hidden aspects of her identity?

Riya invited her boyfriend to Bangalore several times, mainly to fulfil her bodily desires more than her emotional connection. Her boyfriend fulfilled her cravings very passionately with long kisses, hard squeezes, and loud moan-filled bangs.

However, it had been three months since his last visit. She hadn’t invited him again after their last time together, where she felt unsatisfied and disconnected.

Despite her affection for him, she realized that he wasn’t meeting her huge pussy tearing fuck desires in the way she needed. This realization weighed heavily on her.

Her boyfriend felt slightly annoyed by her distant thoughts. But the love never disappeared. They continued to enjoy love talks and a few sex talks over video calls.

At Bangalore, some days, she felt like dipping her fiery desires by surrendering her soft body to her boss. Somedays, she thought of surrendering her body to one of her colleagues, Harish. Harish was cute and had always watched her with bulged eyes.

Riya knew by her heart that she could have any man she wanted in Bangalore. However, Riya always believed in the ethics of not involving in physical relationships at the workplace. She fulfilled her cravings with some nude video calls with her boyfriend and by keeping herself busy with work.

During her boyfriend’s unavailability for her sex talks/dirty video calls, she self-pleasured watching porn and reading erotica online. During one of the long holiday weekends, her boss expected her to work on holidays and wanted results.

Riya wanted some relaxation. She thought of a lovely ride with her boyfriend. But he was too far to fulfill her thoughts. She thought at least he could speak to her and soothe her frustration. But right at that moment, her boyfriend was in his native and had limited his talks.

That’s the day she texted me. The first few messages were exciting while introducing each other. She needed an anonymous, friendly nature ride. I agreed to a bike ride and suggested Nandi Hills. She again clarified that it would be just a ride, some nice food, and byes, no more.

The morning of our ride arrived. The meeting spot was Hebbal and the timing was 05 A.M. Riya was a mix of excitement and nervousness. I was awe-struck, Riya a 5.5 ft tall milky skin beauty. She had a round, chubby-cheeked face with a thin-rimmed glass.

A small nose and full, thick, juicy lips. She had a soft curvy body with a perfectly shaped around 36-sized boobs. The round shape of her boobs emanated from her grey-coloured buttoned shirt. Her ass cheeks were spongy, round, and inviting to be squeezed in her tight black chino pants.

I controlled my excitement and felt sad about the missed opportunity. She needed only a nice drive, food, and byes no more. “Hey!” she greeted me with a bright smile with the milky white teeth. I could sense a hint of tension behind it.
“Hey! Ready for the ride?” I replied, trying to match her energy.

I handed her the helmet. She climbed the bike and sat comfortably. She sat with just a hand on my shoulder, keeping her body away from my back. We set off towards Nandi Hills. The cool breeze whipped through us, and for a moment, Riya seemed to forget her worries.

She laughed at the thrill of the ride. “Thanks for agreeing to this,” she said, breaking the comfortable silence. “I really needed to get away from everything.”

“Anytime,” I replied. “We all need a break sometimes. It’s good to unwind.” The bike picked up pace around 5 kilometres into our ride. I felt a jolt when her soft body pressed onto my chest, especially her round boobs squeezing tight onto my back.

“I wanted to hug,” she whispered almost melodically. “Hmmm. Ahhh,” she sighed. I reduced the pace of my bike and replied, making eye contact with her, “It’s my pleasure. Hold onto me tighter.” I nudged her by moving slightly backwards and said, “Don’t let any air come between us.”

Riya smiled, slightly pinching my hips before circling her arms around my waist and pulling me into a tight hug. My half-active dick inside my jean turned thick and hard, trying to poke out. Her body continued to remain squeezed onto me until I stopped near a tender coconut shop.

She spoke very comfortably. I flirted with her and joked around. After the coconut drink, we continued our ride into the Nandi hills. As we arrived at Nandi Hills, the view was breathtaking, and we parked the bike to take it all in.

Riya slid her hand into mine, her small, cold fingers entwining. We strolled like lovebirds along the ridge of the hills. We found a cosy spot to sit. The world below was shrouded in mist. The sun slowly climbed the horizon, casting a warm, reddish glow across the landscape.

I felt a connection building between us. She buried her face against my shoulder, relishing the weather while her fingers remained entwined with mine. The atmosphere felt charged with potential. I noticed Riya stealing glances at me, her expression a mix of curiosity and hesitation.

I gently rubbed her hair, enjoying this serene moment together. She opened up about her life in Bangalore—her struggles at work, the loneliness she felt, and the frustrations of a relationship that seemed to be drifting.

The more she talked, the more I could sense the weight she carried, the desire to explore her identity and her needs.

“I just feel… stuck sometimes,” she confessed, her voice softening. “Like there’s so much more I want to experience, but I don’t know how.”

Her honesty struck a chord with me. “It’s okay to feel that way,” I said gently. “Exploring yourself can be a journey. It’s important to understand what you want.”

Riya smiled, her eyes reflecting a mixture of hope and uncertainty. Yet, beneath her laughter was an unspoken yearning. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if she let her guard down. She looked at me, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes.

That’s when I gave the idea, “I feel sad to end our ride like this. If chance is given, I love to kiss your honey lips and would have fucked you madly.” She only smiled and tightened her grip on my hands. The intoxicating aroma of her fragrance wrapped around us like a warm embrace.

Upon returning to the parking, before climbing the bike, I said, “I am dying to taste your juicy, full, rosy lips.” She blushed and never replied. We drove to a nearby food corner and finished our breakfast. After breakfast, she gave a green signal, “You can kiss me. But how?”

She glanced around the surroundings and put a break to my imagination by saying, “Just a kiss han? Not more than that.” I started the bike, and she climbed behind me. I turned around and told her, “I could not stop myself by just kissing. My dick won’t stop there. It’s better I drop you back.”

On the ride back, she kept her body away not hugging for some distance. After the toll, she hugged me and hissed, “You can fuck me. Take me to a nice place and fuck me, Madhan.” She squeezed her body much harder into my back with her words, “Can you fuck and eat me like your stories hard and loud?”

I did not answer. She asked again, “Can you Madhan? I will eat your cock till my mouth gags. Take me soon.” That’s when I took a diversion after the airport into the village. I parked the bike in front of a resort in the village. I asked, “Be ready to leak all the juices, Riya.”

She teased me, “Oh really, let’s see how well you can fuck me.”

Part 2 with the hard drilling soon.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

This is A. This story is about a fateful day when a cherry popped up. I thought of posting it here as I feel this was one of the best I had, while the story keeps going on. But this is about the first day when every piece fell into place for both of us to lose ourselves to our true nature.

I shifted to Ahmedabad a few months ago and started swiping on dating websites. I swiped a girl whose bio was about how she likes to explore different cities and food. She was looking decent with the right amount of flesh at the right part of her body. She was a bit chubby and looked sexy.

So, when the chat started on the first day of the chat, she was not very active. I asked her if we could meet, and she agreed, saying, “It is a very crazy idea as we don’t even know each other”. At the same time, I told her, “Let’s try this crazy idea, and let’s see if we vibe”.

As the next day was a Saturday, we met around 4:30 pm in a cafe and started talking. We started well, and the topic moved to how boring life has been in Ahmedabad and the hot weather here. I asked her if she minded coming to my flat and we could have dinner together while watching something on OTT.

She suggested instead that we could go to her flat and do the same, and so we went to her flat. When we entered she said she would like to wear something comfortable and come back. It was a 1bhk flat and AC was in the bedroom. She asked me to wait in the drawing room while she went to change into the bedroom. Once done she called me in. I could use some AC as it was too hot outside.

Once in, I asked her what she liked to cook and what she liked to watch. We settled on that we would cook later and started watching a series. While sitting together, our arms touched, and she changed from a tank top and jeans to a one-piece that ended on the thighs. Her thighs were thick and milky white and also seemed freshly waxed.

I ran my hand on her thighs and she looked interested. I love the girls who don’t play the pretend game and come directly to the subject. Then I pressed her thighs gently and she leaned on me.

She turned towards me and offered her lips. I teased her lips a bit and started with dry and short smooches. Every time it started to build to something intense I used to withdraw. That frustrated her, and finally, she got hold of my head, pressed in against her lips, and smooched me hard. While my hands were busy exploring her melons.

She had her bra on and had a boob size of 34d. I got hold of the left nipple and pressed it until it became too painful. She broke the kiss and looked at me with pain. That was the moment I told her it was going to be this way for the rest of the day. She said she might not be into it. I asked her to bear it even if it was painful.

She agreed and took my other hand, and kept on the right boob. Now the laptop was put on one side and she was already sitting on me. My dick was hard and pressing against her pussy. She was rubbing her pussy on it and I was playing with her melons and making small smooches in between.

Then I took both my hands and lifted her dress and put my hand on her ass. She had a huge ass. I started with a hard spank on her left ass with my right hand. The sound of spank was amazing and it felt so good spanking a big booty. I did it a few more times and she seemed to have accepted her fate.

Then I realized she was not wearing her panty, and I started looking for her asshole, and it was found without any effort. This all was happening while I was smooching her and sucking her melons. My one hand was busy exploring her asshole and the other was busy with her boob. And I was slapping her and her boobs. She looked angry. She said I couldn’t slap her. Spanking was ok, but she would not allow me to slap her. I didn’t say anything and continued with whatever I was doing.

Now, I put my middle finger in her asshole and she left a painful sigh. She said, “Not ass, try my pussy”.

A: Pussy is easy, let’s start with ass.

P: No, You can’t do anything to my ass. Instead, I want you to do whatever you want with my pussy, please.

A: Ok, take my hand and put it in your pussy.

P did that.

A: Now, bring your hand and put your middle finger inside while I put one. Let’s finger your pussy together.

P did that.

After just a couple of minutes, it turned out to be an intense affair. She was now constantly moaning and violently fingering her.

A: Don’t cum.

P: Fuck you.

A: Don’t cum, or else I will fuck your ass whether you like it or not.

P: Shut up. Keep fingering.

I  held her hand and stopped fingering, took her hand out.

P: Sister-fucker, don’t stop. Please fuck me.

A: No.

Then I held her hair with one hand and held both of her hands on the back with another. She did try to get herself free but failed. Then I said, “I get to decide what happens next”.

P: What do you want from me?

A: Everything.

P: Then take everything. Why stop in between?

A: We haven’t started. How do you expect me to start with a fuck. We even haven’t undressed each other.

P: Please fuck and stop giving bullshit.

Then I freed her and asked her to get up and go down from the bed. While I held her hand and got down from bed with her, I took off her clothes. She had a big ass with thick thighs and thicket pussy lips. I had never touched such thick pussy lips. I asked her to kneel, which she did. By the time she adjusted, I held her head and put my dick on her lips. She was quick and took it in without wasting any time.

She started making it a sloppy affair by pressing her boobs on dick in between. Then she held her boobs and brought them close to the dick. Then I took my dick and started rubbing it on her face, nipple, under the arm (I never knew girls liked to do that), and then she stood up and rubbed it on her pussy lips.

Whoever reading this, there is absolutely nothing that comes close to seeing someone taking your dick in her mouth while looking at you with begging eyes. Nothing. I held her head and shoved my dick inside her mouth and she gagged. Then I slapped her. She got angry and I slapped her again. This time she smiled.

When she smiled, I gave her a pack on her cheek. Now I pulled her by holding her hair, she played along, she came up and we started smooching like mad dogs. She was so fucking hot and she started smooching so hard that it was difficult for me to even inhale. I liked every second of it.

While smooching, I kept spanking her. Now, instead of making an angry face, she started moaning more and more with every spank. And It kind of took me to figure out how hard she could bear. I kept spanking her hard and, in between, even slapped her a few times. She would smile and get back to work.

Now, again I grabbed her hair and put my two fingers in her pussy while keeping one of her legs on the bed and one on the ground and started fingering her violently. She seemed to have lost all control of her body and submitted to me. She was just moaning and making lusty faces.

It seemed that she was about to come and I started fingering her even more violently.

P: Tear my pussy.

A: You have to wait.

P: Don’t stop, keep going.

P then brought her leg, which was on the bed, to the ground, pressed my fingers tightly in between her legs, and started vibrating.

P: It’s fun.

We both smiled. She was about to sit on the bed. I again grabbed her hair and asked her to keep standing on the ground. And she did just like I said. No drama, no nothing.

Then I took out my fingers from her pussy and put it in her mouth, and she started licking it with her heart’s desire. She licked it clean. Then she looked at me and smiled.

I slapped her. She smiled. I spanked her. She made a lusty face. Then she started caressing my dick, knelt, and took it in her mouth. All of a sudden, she took it out and started licking my balls. She took one ball in her mouth and started licking it violently with her tongue. I also started fucking her mouth with my balls. One by one, I started putting my balls in her mouth and took it out.

After 15 odd minutes and hundreds of slaps, she got up, and bent on the bed in doggy style, kept one of her hands on the bed, and with the second one, she spread her pussy lips and started rubbing it. I just stood there and watched it. A girl rubbing her pussy in a doggy position has to be the best thing you can watch a girl do for you.

Then I moved close and held my dick, and without any ado, I drowned my dick in her pussy. As it was slippery, it went in smoothly. Then I took out the whole thing and gave a hard push. She now came to the rhythm. She took her hand and kept it on the bed. I didn’t like it. I gave a hard spank and brought her left hand and kept it on her lower back. Then I took her right hand, kept it on top of her left, and held both of her hands by my left hand.

Now, her face was buried on the bed and pussy was being fucked by me. She was moaning as if there was no tomorrow. But I was not able to hear her moans. I took my right, grabbed her hair, and lifted her head by pulling her hair. She screamed. But there was nothing she could do. The dick and pussy were churning and there were constant moans from her mouth.

She begged me to let go of her hair. And I did. When I did, her head fell on the bed. I took my left leg and kept it on her head while my right leg was still on the ground, and the dick was in action. She was moaning. Then she turned her head left while my foot was on her head. I took my leg and kept it on my side, and gave her toes to suck. She started sucking it like a baby sucks it’s mother nipples.

This went on for 15-20 minutes and then we changed the position. She came on top of me and started riding me. While riding me, she held both her boobs and kept riding me.

P: Aah ahh..Fuck me. Don’t stop. Mmmm, don’t stop. Ahh, harder! Harder!

It was amazing to be there and be with someone who matches your idea of things and actually delivers it. She did no drama and kept doing the stuff that was there to be done. She did not even once try pretending or playing shy. The truth was I never met someone in my life till now who was so awesomely sexually compatible and yet came with zero drama.

I was high on sex as fuck and she was not going to slow down any time soon. Then I started pounding her from the bottom, and she started again making lusty faces and moaning. This time, she was not only moaning. she started taking my name with every thrust.

She again started squeezing my dick between her legs and fell on me. Then she rested there for 2 minutes and asked me –

P: Are you done?

A: No, help me get it done.

P: What do I do?

A: Take it in your mouth.

P then went down and took the whole thing in one go and I lost it. I started fucking her mouth as if I was fucking a pussy. I started fucking her mouth hard. She stopped me and told me-

P: It’s my fucking mouth not my pussy. Don’t kill me.

Then I grabbed her hair and put the dick back in her mouth.

P: Sloppy. Sloppy. Slurp.

I held her hair and took my dick out and put my balls in her mouth. Then I started fucking her with my balls while holding my dick with my right hand and her hair with my left hand.

Finally, I cummed. When I cummed, my sperm went into her eyes, her nose, her mouth, some fell on her boobs. Then I took one of my fingers and slid down all my cum from her face and dropped it in her mouth. Then I slid down on her boobs and collected all cum, and put it in her mouth.

Once done, I put all my fingers one by one in her mouth, and she licked it clean. She sucked it like her mouth had in a build vacuum. Then for the final time, I slapped her. It was one hell of a sex. After that, she went to the bathroom to clean herself, and then I did. It was time for me to leave but we sat for a while without saying anything.

P: It was good.

A: Yes, it was.

P: Wanted someone to tear my pussy.

A: Wanted to tear someone’s pussy.

P: Next Sunday?

A: Yes.

P: Anything you want me to do?

A: Prepare your ass.

P: We already discussed, ass is out of the question. It’s not happening.

A: Ok. Then there is nothing to be done.

P: You sure?

A: No.

P: Why do you want it in the ass?

A: Because I can.

P: What if it hurts?

A: Slaps, Did it hurt?

P: Yes.

A: Want one more?

P: Silence.

A: Want one more?

P: Yes.

A: Ass.

P: Yes.

We smooched like mad dogs. Her boobs were kneaded like it was some silicon packets. Then slapped on boobs.

P: Don’t slap on boobs.

A: Slaps.

P: Please.

I spread her legs and slapped her pussy.

P: Mmmm.

A: Another slap on the cheek?

P: Mmm.

A: Slaps on boobs?

P: There is no stopping for you. Right?

A: Why stop?

P: You can’t keep slapping me as and when you like it.

A: Yes, you are right (Spanks. Spanks again).

Then we both dressed and started to move to the door. I stopped at the door and started smooching while I grabbed her ass tightly. It went on for 2 minutes, and we parted.

A: Ok. Gonna leave. Bye. Slaps her on her cheek.

P smiled.

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Hello everyone, I am Kush a typical Gujarati guy. I belong to the southern part of Gujarat, very close to Mumbai. The story that I am about to share is about my love/sexual incident that happened between me and Shruti. It is going to be a long story, so please be patient.

Talking about Shruti, she was my senior batch-mate while I was pursuing my PG in Mumbai. Shruti was a very introverted and shy kind of girl when I first met her. She was 6 months ahead of my course, but we generally used to have lectures together. Anybody who sees Shruti for the first time would never find her attractive, she always used to dress very decently and never used to wear any kind of revealing clothes.

None of my batchmates had ever shown any interest in her. Nobody used to flirt with her or any kind of a thing. She was the only girl in my class so everyone treated her with respect. I tried to be friends with her and started with small talk. Even she responded well as I was the smartest in my batch and technically very strong.

We started talking a lot during lectures and after the lectures. I kind of liked her decency. She was not that attractive maybe because she always wore decent clothes, loose kurtis, loose t-shirts, and shirts. Till then, I never had any kind of sexual attraction towards her I always had a soft spot for her.

Every evening after college, I used to make sure that I completed my work with her so that I could walk with her to the railway station. She knew that I was getting close to her but she never minded that. Even she started to like my company.

One day, we had an Industrial visit around Mumbai, so we all met there. It was raining throughout the day and in the evening when we completed the visit, it was time to leave. So we all started walking toward the railway station. While walking, everyone planned to visit a nearby shopping mall. I saw my senior Shurti’s face, she was in no mood to go there, so she signaled me no and told me that she wanted to go home. She insisted me to come along with her.

We both reached the railway station and took the first local. As it was peak hours in Mumbai, it was overcrowded. When we boarded the train, we both stood near the corner and let the crowd aside. The train was so packed that I and Shruti I both came too close to each other. I could smell the sweet perfume that she had put on. We both were standing like a couple, and everyone around us was looking at us as if we were a couple. I was trying hard to not let the crowd push get to Shruti, I was kind of protecting her.

Shruti was watching me do all this and was enjoying everything.

While we both were about to get off the train, I told Shruti to stand in front and I was holding her from her belly. As the station arrived, a huge push from behind came and my hand went onto Shruti’s breasts. I accidently pressed them very hard because I had nothing to take support of or else I could have fallen down. At that very moment, I felt the softness of her boobs. They felt so big, I had never imagined that.

As soon as we got down and looked at each other, I saw Shurti’s face. She was giving me a strange look. I instantly told her, “I am so sorry, I didn’t do that for a purpose” and tried to explain the situation. But she understood me and calmed me down by saying, “It’s ok baba, I can understand.”

After that, we both came a bit closer and there was a strange bond developing between us as days passed.

Many times, I asked my senior Shruti for a lunch date. But she always changed the topic and refused it. After that train incident, I started to observe her body well. I used to imagine her boobs, her nipples, the color of the nipples, etc. I used to look at her bra straps etc. I started lusting on her body and used to masturbate thinking of her a lot. I always imagined her boobs and sucking those cute boobs.

There was a lot of tension building inside me. I was very confused about my feelings, I didn’t exactly know if I was getting in love with her or if it was just lust that was building inside me.

One fine day, we were attending a lecture, Shruti was sitting just next to me and today she was looking very cute in a grey shirt and black formal pants. I looked at her and told her to look in my book.

As she looked at my book, I started writing, “You look cute today.” Then she looked at me and blushed and smiled at me. Then she took the pen from me and wrote, “Thanks, dear.”

I again took the pen and wrote, “I deserve a lunch date today, please.”

She again gave me a look and she wrote “Ok, only because you are the only one who compliments me.”

I was so happy that I started smiling. She again took the pen and wrote, “Stop smiling, idiot, I don’t want anybody to know about this.”

Then we acted like nothing happened and finished the lecture.

It was lunchtime, so we both sneaked out and reached a nearby coffee shop. Shruti looked happy, and she knew what was cooking in my head. We ordered coffee and some snacks. I told Shruti, “Thanks for saying yes to the date”

Shruti suddenly asked me, “Kush, what’s up with you?”

I asked her, “In what sense?”

She told me that she had been noticing me since that train incident and told me that I had been behaving weirdly since then.

Then I told her frankly that I was very confused about the feeling that I had for her. She was listening to me very patiently to everything I said. During the conversation, she told me that even though she liked me was attracted to me and had noticed me since the first day we met each other.

We both accepted that we were physically and emotionally attracted to each other. We were constantly looking at each other’s eyes. We both didn’t know what exactly it was lust or love, but it was getting deeper and deeper.

As days passed, we got closer and closer. We used to skip lectures and roam around in Mumbai as couples. I started touching her around and she never hesitated about it. I used to feel her bra strap above her t-shirt, I use to feel her belly, her ass and slowly I started touching her boobs whenever I got a chance. Shruti knew everything I was doing but she didn’t mind that at all. She was enjoying the attention that I was giving to her body.

We started talking dirty with each other and shared what are the things that we liked about each other. I told her I wanted to see her boobs to which she was not willing, but she told me that she would show me that in person and not send an image.

One day, we both were sitting in the library and working on the assignment. Shruti was wearing a plain white shirt and black pants. I told her to open 2 buttons of her shirt as there was nobody around. She hesitated at first but then she looked everywhere to see no one was noticing us. She then opened the buttons. I started peeping inside the shirt. I instantly got a hard-on looking at her cleavage.

Shruti had 34 d-sized boobs. She was wearing a white non-padded bra, she never used to wear a padded bra. I could see the bra had some flower designs on it. My dick was screaming from inside to let out. She saw me getting unconformable and tilted her head and looked at my penis bulge. I was holding her hand and feeling her palm, she smiled at me, and to my surprise, she then took her left hand and placed it on my pants and started feeling the dick over the pants.

The library was very silent, we couldn’t talk much. So we started whispering.

Me: Shruti, I can’t control more, it’s paining now.

Shruti: Enjoy, there is nothing more we can do now.

Me: Please take your hands off my dick, else my dick with come out tearing my pants.

Shruti: Shut up!!

We were actually seated in a corner but facing everyone. There was a wall behind us. We could see everyone but the table was built such that only our feet were visible to everyone.

Suddenly, my senior girl started unzipping my pants. I was wearing tight jeans and it was not easy for her to unzip it.

Shruti: Open the damn zip!!

Me: Please stop, somebody might see us.

Shruti gave me an angry look and with a 2-second pause, I immediately unzipped my pants. She then told me to unbutton my pants too. As I did, the cool breeze from the AC touched my dick. It felt great and also, I was relieved from the erection pressure. Shruti was smiling looking at my face. She then pulled down my underwear and hooked it in below my testis.

Both my testis bulged out and she was feeling them with her fingers. Shruti started teasing me with her fingers, I was amazed by this action and was thinking how kinky this girl was and how decent she looked.

Me: Please don’t tease me more, I can’t control anymore.

Shruti: I want you to gather some more semen inside the testis factories, so let me do that.

Shruti was teasing me and building up more pressure in my testis so that when I ejaculated I released too much semen.

She then slowly started stroking my dick. She put two fingers in her mouth and used her saliva for better lubrication. All this while, I was facing down towards my book so that I could hide my expressions while Shruti was constantly looking at my face and enjoying me getting teased.

She also started talking dirty with me, she was saying words like, “Come on baby, you think I am a typical decent girl who knows nothing? I know how much lust you have for me. Show me how far you can resist this.”

Shruti knew how much I loved her boobs, so she started saying –

Shruti: My nipples are light brown in color, the kind of nipples you like the most, you lusty fellow. Imagine sucking those boobies with your lips on it.

I was imagining everything that she was saying and I was having a hell moment there. She started stroking me faster and faster. When she realized I was about to cum, she just took away her hand from my dick and slapped my dick 2-3 times. Then she pressed my testis very hard. I was making a very hard fist on the table to show her that it was paining. All I could do was give her a look to stop it.

Shruti had decided she would go ruthless on me today. She again started stroking with all the dirty talks with it.

Shruti: You will remember this for your life, you lusty fellow. You will cum only when I want your cum. Your dick is in my control now.

Me: Please Shruti, just let me cum, my testis is paining now.

I was having mixed feelings, I was in terrible pain and too much pleasure too. Finally, when I saw the time on my mobile, I told her, “It is 4:25 pm. Shruti, everyone will leave now, please let me jerk off.”

Finally, she started stroking me faster and faster, and at a point, I reached the climax of the scenario. I felt like I was about flood the whole library with my cum, an immense amount of pressure was building inside my dick. Then she made a last stroke, my fisting on my dick very hard and I squirted all my cum. I felt like my soul passed away while I was ejaculating. The sound, “Ah….!!” came from inside me. Shruti was looking at me with such satisfaction that I shot for about 5-6 times.

Shruti was shocked to see the amount of semen that came from my dick. Her whole wrist was covered with my semen. For a moment, she kept her hand on my dick and I kept my head down on the table and was recovering from what had just happened. My forehead was wet with my sweat, my whole body was shaking. I felt like I came back from a marathon.

Shruti: Dude, do you have a factory inside? Do you even know the amount of semen you have taken out?

Me: You only wanted it. Now, enjoy.

She took my handkerchief and started to wipe everything out.

Shruti: How did you feel?

Me: I was in a different dimension.

Shruti: Don’t take me for granted, it’s just the beginning.

Me: What’s more to come?

Shruti: You will lick me to my climax non-stop.

Me: Right now?

Shruti: Not now, we will plan someday.

After some time, everyone started leaving the library.

Me: I want to suck those nipples.

Shruti: Not that easily, first you have to get me to a climax and only then you will get those boobs. Till then you will have to wait.

Me: But how and when?

Shruti: That you need to figure out.

That night, I texted her and thanked her again for the best handjob of my life.

Thanks a lot for the patience guys, that’s all for this part, I assure you that I will surely post the next part where I will tell you how I fucked her and made her cry for my dick.

I look forward to your comments and feedback. Please send me emails on my email id [email protected]

Dear Readers, we are back with the top 10 stories of the month after a long time. Here is a list of stories that made your dicks erect and pussies wet in September 2024. Enjoy!

1) Son’s lust for his innocent mom Sima

By: boyyy12

One of my college classmates told me about masturbation. Read how I entered the adulthood world with that and also developed lust toward my mom.

‘My feelings for her got intensified. Now, I started seeing her in a dirty manner. In the night when she used to sleep, I started putting my legs on her thighs and trying to come as close to her as possible. Meanwhile, I also started cuck feelings for her on the chat sites.’Read the entire story here.

2) Wife’s friend became my personal trainer

By: theunskilledlovemaker

Aman met his wife’s friend Radhika at a party, and she agreed to become his trainer. The workout got intimate during one of their morning gym sessions.

‘I turned her around and bent her in a doggy position on one of the benches in the locker room. I pulled her shorts and panties down in one go. Like a hungry dog, I went straight to her pussy. She was neatly trimmed there, with a bit of hair that added to the fun.’Read the entire story here.

3) Falling for my best friend’s mom – Part 1

By: siddharthwrites

After accidentally witnessing the sexual encounter of my friend’s parents, I started lusting for my friend’s mom. Read how I tried to seduce that hot milf.

‘I sneakily peeked inside and saw Mr. Sharma struggling with something. Sunita was lying on the bed with her phone while Mr. Sharma was in his underwear. I waited a little longer and it made me realize that maybe Mr. Sharma was trying to get his dick hard.’Read the entire story here.

4) Fucked and satisfied my mom

By: anandkumar2

My mother caught me masturbating and was impressed by my big dick. Then how I fucked her hot pussy and big ass, learn in this hot sex story.

‘Then I removed my dress and told her to remove her dress. She unpinned her saree and started removing it. She was standing with her black bra and petticoat. I got fully erect and I told her to remove her remaining clothes. She was standing nude in front of her own son and asked if I would love her body.’Read the entire story here.

5) College tour with sexy English teacher to remember for life time

By: hanrry33

A trip to Sundarbans was planned for our batch students. Read about the sexual intercourse that I had with my hot teacher Suman during the trip.

‘She rubbed my thighs for 2-3 minutes, and her hand slowly reached my pubic area. She grabbed my semi-erect dick! Oh, I was about to moan, but she put her other hand in my mouth so that I couldn’t make any sound. This act made me so horny that my dick started growing inside my pants.’Read the entire story here.

6) Hot housewife seduced by husband’s enemy – Part 1

By: eroticking

My husband wanted me to look very sexy at a party because he wanted to make his office rival Yogesh feel jealous. Read how his handsome rival seduced me!

‘This guy was evil. I turned slowly towards him as he was fixing a drink for himself. I started to unbutton the jacket. All the buttons were off and he now had a view of my beautiful navel through the transparent saree.’Read the entire story here.

7) Horny, unsatisfied milf became satisfied

By: yami

I met a married Indian milf while traveling on a bus in Bengaluru. Learn the erotic things happened between us after she caught me staring at her boobs.

‘After a mind-blowing blowjob from her mouth, she started to give me a boob-job with her big boobs. After some time, I said I couldn’t control it any longer. I was about to cum. The married woman started to give a blowjob.’Read the entire story here.

8) I fucked my slut mother

By: anandkumar2

I came home early from college and saw my mom getting fucked by a shopkeeper. Find out how it changed my feeling toward her and what happened next.

‘Then I made her hold my cock in her hands and started to press her boobs. She was responding and started to moan a little. Then I started to kiss her on her lips gently. She was also a good kisser. I told her to remove her dress. She did and became fully nude.’Read the entire story here.

9) Filled my mom’s ass with my cum

By: anandkumar2

My mom saw me masturbating and started touching her pussy. Learn how I fucked her hot pussy and tight ass and satisfy her unsatisfied lust.

‘We both went to my room. I lay on my bed and started to push my dick to and fro. She was standing in front of me and removing her saree. She was in her black bra and petticoat. I told her to become fully nude. Then she removed her petticoat and bra.’Read the entire story here.

10) My mom Usha and her boss

By: rocky19

My mom’s boss used to come to our house and I was unaware about the reason. Read how I tried to find out and saw them fucking each other.

‘The boss made my mom sit on the sofa, spread her legs, and started licking her wet pussy while fingering it. She was pulling his head closer to her pussy. Meanwhile, she was biting her lips. He now stood up and rubbed his dick on her pussy entrance and entered her slowly.’Read the entire story here.

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