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Dear All, We all are good friends, Me, Rahul, Shraddha and her husband Aditya. Although we never openly discuss our sex lives, we often share some incidents that are funny and involve sex.

Once we decided to go on a trek for our Easter holidays. We took 2 small tents with us, and the idea was to stay in a forest area up in the Alps. In Germany, the Alps are the best, which are snow-covered in winter and get greener (at the foothills) in summer.

At Easter, we have a pleasant climate of around 15 degrees and long daylight. So it’s perfect for mountain trekking. We started our tour with our e-bikes. After almost 80 km of biking, we decided to stop for the day and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The boys set up our tents and we had some food that we brought along. After that, we started drinking beer. The discussions were going on with random topics. We were discussing a scenario of what happens if it rains heavily and we have to save our valuables from getting wet.

I jokingly said, “We can put that in condoms, and it will be super safe.” We all laughed at it, and that’s when Aditya said, “Guys! What about me? I don’t use condoms.” I looked at Shraddha and asked if she was on birth control pills. How safe they are was my next question.

She said, “No birth control pills,” and blushed a little. I remember that smile that I had the other day in the bathroom when she confronted me. I knew something wasn’t adding up.

I just teased the topic again and asked, “How would you guys have sex in this beautiful location?” I looked at Rahul and said, “Darling, why don’t you share one condom with them?” I winked at him.

Aditya said, “We don’t need a condom,” and Shraddha blushed again. I just asked spontaneously, “Do you guys know a way to have sex we don’t know?” That’s when he revealed that they are into anal sex. It was shocking and hot at the same time. She just said, “Stop it, guys!” and went into her tent to hide.

We laughed for a minute and all decided to go in the tent. As soon as I went in, I stripped Rahul naked from the bottom and gave him a nice blowjob. He did some fingering, but it was too cold for me to strip. I told him, “Honey, you have a task to do tomorrow morning to clean my ass as a slave.”

He smiled, and we both slept. The next day morning, Shraddha and I went a little ahead. There was a small water stream or waterfall. We sat not too far from each other for a pee. Not directly into the water stream but close enough that we could wash after done.

I took a peek at her ass, and it was amazing. We took the water to wash, and it was cold as hell. I pulled up my pants immediately. She washed it up and I can see from her face her bottom would have been frozen.

While coming back, I asked, “Did the cold water help relieve your pain after anal sex yesterday night?” She looked shocked at me, asking, “Did you guys hear something?” I said, “The whole forest heard your moaning babes. Good going!”

She said, “It’s ok that we were horny after the discussions, and we had sex.” I asked, “Does Ajinkya cum in our ass?” she said, “Yes, we both like it.”

Coming back to the tent, I went in and dropped my panties. I asked Rahul to lick clean my bottom as there was a little pee in my bushes. He obeyed immediately. We went out normally for tea and breakfast, Ajinkya already had a bonfire for us.

Shraddha asked, “Aditi, do you have purell?” I said, “Yes!” and winked at my hubby. After breakfast, we decided to empty our bowels before we started our tour. I, together with Shraddha, went again to the same spot, a bit far from the water stream.

But we took a small bucket of water to wash after that, even though it was cold. This time, we sat a little far from each other. As soon as I was done, I tried using the water, but it was too cold. I shouted, “Nope! I won’t,” and stood up, pulling up my pants.

Shraddha heard it, and in a minute, she was done as well. She said, “I have no courage to wash again with cold water, I will warm it up,” we both had our pants up and started walking to our camp place. She said she might have spoiled the panties and might have to throw them away now.

I said trust me, “I know that feeling,” and we laughed. Coming back, I went straight into my tent and asked Rahul to follow. He came in, I lowered my pants, and he lick cleaned my asshole. I was getting a deep tongue cleanup from my hubby-slave.

While doing this, Shraddha suddenly peeped in and asked, “Aditi, I need a purell urgently for obvious reasons.” What she saw was more than surprising for her: the sight that Rahul was on his knees. I was standing up straight with my legs spread apart with a naked bottom.

Rahul, from the back, was giving me a nice licking/ Rimming job. Rahul did not stop and continued. She asked, “What’s going on, guys?” I said, “Meet my purell or wet tissue. Whatever you call it. He licks me clean, babes.” She came in hesitantly and asked, “Are you guys serious? It sounds gross!”

Rahul took his head out of my ass and said, “It’s the same as anal sex but with tongue!” and we laughed. I asked if she managed to clean up.

She said, “No, the water is not getting warm, and I’m feeling uncomfortable because of my stupid panty getting spoiled. That’s the reason I came in to ask about Purell, but this is not what I expected, guys!”

I said, “No worries, you are at the right place. Just put your panties down, and my hubby will clean you up.” She asked me, “Are you crazy?” and wanted to back off. But I held her and pulled her pants down. Her ass cheeks were exposed.

We could see the poop being spread over them. She looked back with anger. I said, “Oh! Look at those cheeks, Rahul, my boy. Please clean up for her.” She turned back and was already embarrassed.

I said, “Hey girl, you can’t take that poopy ass outdoors. Let my hubby be a darling and clean it for you.” She asked, “How is that even possible?” I looked at him. He, being an expert, said, “She would have to sit down in squat on my face. It’s too much to clean standing up.”

I convinced her to sit down, and my hubby started licking her poop from the ass cheek. She felt a bit gross and said, “Ewww! Are you gonna eat it??” I said, “Relax, let him do his job.”

He was slowly rolling his tongue over her ass cheeks and moved gently to her ass hole in the centre. Her ‘Ewww!’ feeling was changing to soft moans in no time. She was a person getting turned on by anal sex.

As soon as he inserted his tongue inside, she felt a little shock running through her body. She instantly peed a little on his face. She realised and tried standing up. I asked her to relax. With continued licking, she wasn’t able to hold more and dropped a poop in my hubby’s mouth.

While he was busy eating, she continued, “Sorry for that.” Tape. She said since they have so much anal sex, her muscles there are a bit loosened up and lost some control. I was laughing and having the best time.

My hubby cleaned her up, and she stood up. She couldn’t look Rahul at his face. I said, “Come on, this stays our little secret.” She ran outside where Aditya was waiting and wondered where everyone had been.

Rahul was so hard he pulled me towards him, and we had the best wild sex we ever imagined to be. He cum inside me, and we left with my pussy dripping off his cum.

Hello friends, my name is Shalini, and I am submitting this first episode of my love story with Mukesh, my neighbour. I live in Pune with my husband and my teenage daughter at a residential complex. My apartment is a high-rise one with multiple flats, and it has multiple rooms on each floor.

My room is the last one in the corridor, and normally no one comes to this side. Opposite my flat, one family was living which got transferred recently and we have got a new tenant Mukesh.

Talking about Mukesh, the day I saw him I got an instant like to him. He is young, has a nice body, and his voice is also very manly. Mukesh has some relationship with our apartment owner, so he came with some additional responsibilities of maintenance of flats, etc. Mukesh often comes for regular inspection of flats, and in that way, I knew about him.

In my family, my husband Sumer is there. He is 50 years old. I am 45 years old, and I have a slightly plump body with curves.

Our sex life is not very active and we normally do sex every 7-10 days. We have a family business, which my husband takes care of. He normally leaves for work at 9-10 am and returns home around 7-8 pm. Due to the distance from our flat and due to traffic he doesn’t come for lunch also. My daughter’s name is Suman. She is studying her final year and staying in a hostel. So basically I am living alone throughout the day.

Coming to myself, I am a very romantic person, but due to my husband’s unavailability throughout the day and evening also, he rarely gets any interest left for sex due to a heavy workload. I fulfill my desire by sometimes masturbating alone.

But after Mukesh came as my neighbour, my life changed. This started 3 months after Mukesh came to his flat. Slowly, we got comfortable with each other due to daily seeing each other, and also, he used to come for regular inspections, etc.

Mukesh was working in a private company and he was not married. So, basically he was living alone in that flat.

One day, I was bathing, and at that time, Mukesh pressed the calling bell. I opened the door in a towel only, thinking the maid may have come. But as soon as I opened, Mukesh said, “Sorry for coming at an unusual time,” and told me that there would be some pest control team coming the next day.

I said OK, but I was watching his face and I could sense he was not comfortable. Then I told him to sit, and that I would be back soon after changing. As he sat, I went to the bedroom and changed to a kurta and leggings and came back. I found him still sitting on the sofa.

I was having slight back pain that day and I wasn’t feeling comfortable. Mukesh sensed my condition and asked me what was wrong. I told him that I was having pain in my back, and he told me if I didn’t mind, he would apply balm to my back. Even though I was very much interested, I still said no. But he insisted.

I was more happy and I told him to come to my bedroom to apply the balm. When I reached my bed, I lay there and opened my kurta and told him to apply the balm. He started to apply the balm to my naked backside. I was wearing a pink bra and he started applying balm.

I felt a lot of comfort and warmth from his hand and I just wanted him to continue the massage. My neighbour also got excited, and slowly, his hands moved throughout my body from top to bottom. Then he started pressing my boobs also.

I was thinking, “Omg! This is happening so soon, I didn’t expect this.” Slowly, he opened my leggings, my bra, and my panties also. I started giggling and gave him signals to go ahead.

As soon as he received my permission, he went between my legs and started licking my pussy. I was gone mad. As his warm tongue was touching the inside of my pussy, I felt an ocean of fluid released from my pussy and making his mouth full.

He was more interested and he started gulping all inside. I was so happy after I reached my orgasm that I forgot I had a husband and a daughter. But at that moment, I was in love with Mukesh. Mukesh was also a very very handsome person with a nice personality. A lot of women talk about him in our society and they want to fuck him too. I felt lucky that I got love from the man I wanted and I wanted to give the same to him.

I removed all the clothes from Mukesh’s body and as soon as his thick long cock sprang out from his underwear, I got mesmerized by its size and looks. It was like holding a torch and the veins were visible clearly. It was hot and hard with a beautiful manly smell coming from it. I wasn’t sucking my husband’s cock as it was small, always limp and ugly. But looking at my neighbour’s cock, I got down to my knees and took it in my mouth immediately as I felt that if I couldn’t take this in my mouth, then my life would be wasted.

As soon as I put the dick in my mouth, Mukesh started thrusting his dick inside my mouth slowly. Then he opened my hair, held it firmly, and started stroking my head on his beautiful cock. I was getting immense pleasure by sucking his cock. In one hand, I was holding his cock, and on the other hand, I was pressing my pussy which was now aching to get the taste of this magnificent cock.

I kept sucking and fucking his cock with my moly mouth more and more vigorously. Soon, at a point, I reached my second orgasm. I was fully satisfied by now, but my heart was like, “Come on bitch, you want more of this dick.”

I was having the time of my life and Mukesh also was feeling the same. We were not talking to each other but our eyes were telling each other a lot. I felt like a teenager while having all this and a lot of energy was coming from Mukesh to my body.

After sucking him for so long, he also felt the pressure and soon he was releasing all his sperm on my face.

I was by then fallen in love with my married neighbour and I allowed him to do whatever he wanted. I let him cum on my mouth and my face, and for the very first time, I did this with anyone. After releasing all his energy, he slept on the bed, and I went to wash myself.

All this happened so quickly that we didn’t know about the time. Mukesh was already late for his office, so he left immediately. My maid that day didn’t come, so I had a lot of work to finish. But I was more than happy that day, and the whole day, I was imagining the sweet time spent with Mukesh. In between, my pussy also got wet multiple times, and I had to masturbate 4 times to cool my pussy till my husband came back from the office.

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Hi friends, Cuck Sanjeev here, with the third part of my cuckold diaries. Thanks for the overwhelming response and suggestions. It really means a lot to both of us. It’s encouraging. As we both are sharing this story together. In upcoming parts some of the details will be described by Aparna herself.

Ab meri wife ko dildo ki aadat ho gayi thi. Ab mere lund se zyada use mote lambe dildo se chudne mein maza aata tha. Every night sex ke time pehle main use chodta, fir dildo se use chod kar usko charamsukh dilwata. Kuch do hafte yu hi chala.

Ek din hamare union ke event ki party thi ITC royal Bengal mein. Hame bhi jana tha. Aparna ne long sleeveless gown pehna tha black colour ka, jo uske ghutno ke zara upar hi khatam ho raha tha, aur side se kata hua tha. Uski milky white thighs full show mein thi. Mera nanha lund bhi jhatke maarne laga usko dekh kar. Us dress mein Aparna ki ass bahut ache se ubhar kar aa rahi thi. Maine uski ass ko sehlaya aur kaha-

Me: Jaan aaj to na jaane kitno ka katal kar dogi tum apne looks se.

Aparna: Baby katal nahi karna, bas unke lund mein tanaav laana hai.

Main uski baatein sun aur josh mein aa gaya. Maine uski dress upar kar di uski kamar tak, aur uske chut se khelne laga, aur uske gale aur kaan pe kiss karne laga. Use sex chadhne laga. Fir main neeche baith gaya, aur uski panty neeche kheench kar uski geeli chut ko zor se smell kiya. Aah kya maza aaya.

Fir main bhookhe jaanwar ki tarah uski chut chaatne laga, aur Aparna bhi maze mein gaand hila-hila kar mere muh mein chut ghusane lagi. Kuch der chut chaatne ke baad main ruk gaya, aur Aparna ke request karne ke baad bhi maine aage kuch nahi kiya. Main chaahta tha ki Aparna horny rahe, aur uski slutyness nikhar kar saamne aaye.

Hum party event mein pahunche. Lagbhag 9 baj chuke the. Wahan pahunchte hi sab Aparna ko dekhne lage. Maine uske kaan mein poocha-

Main: Kaisa lag raha hai rani? Sab tumhe hi dekh rahe hai. Aparna ke expression se pata chal raha tha ki wo horny thi, aur use bada maza aa raha tha.

Maine apni wife ko apne friend/business associate Ravi aur uski wife se milwaya. Unki new shaadi hui thi. 1 saal hua tha, but long time relationship mein the. Uski wife Anita usse kaafi young thi. Ravi 36 ka tha, aur wahin Anita 25 ki thi.

Kuch hi der mein Anita aur Aparna mein achi dosti ho gayi, aur dono sath mein ho li. Main aur Ravi bhi baaki logon se milne lage, aur drinks enjoy karne lage. Fir party enjoy karke late night ghar aa gaye. Aparna abhi bhi horny thi. Ghar aate hi hum dono maze karne lage. Maine ache se apni wife ko maze diye. Usi beech Aparna ne mujhe ek shocking baat batayi. Usne bataya ki Anita aur Ravi swinging karte the.

Main hairan ho gaya aur mujhe andar se kaafi excitement hui. Hamne kaafi der sex kiya, aur fir so gaye. Par mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi. Main phone mein surfing karne laga. Mujhe idea aaya. Maine search kiya happy ending massagers, massagenation naam ki website pe. Mujhe kaafi genuine massagers mile, african, ek-dum lambe-chaude.

Main imagine karne laga kaise wo Aparna ki malish karega, aur mera lund fir khada ho gaya. Maine dekha Aprna ki nighty uthi hui thi, aur uski gaand meri aur thi exposed. Maine hath mein lotion liya aur Aparna ki chut pe malish karne laga. Aparna bhi horny ho gayi aur uski chut geeli ho gayi.

Maine neeche khisak kar apni wife ki chut chaatni shuru ki, aur Aparna ko maza aa raha tha. Aise neend se uthne mein bada maza hai tha use. Aparna horny ho gayi. Fir main upar aa kar usko chut ka rass chatwaya, aur phone mein porn laga ke dekhne lage. Main uski chut se khel raha tha, aur wo mera lund pakad ke khel rahi thi.

Aparna: Jaan aisa lund sahi mein hota hai kya?

Me: Haa baby, ye sab real hai.

Aparna: Kya ye log operation se aisa lund bada karta hai?

Me: Pata nahi baby. Shayad hoga aisa.

Aparna: Tum bhi karwa lo na jaan. Mujhe bhi bada mann hai aisa lund pakadne ka.

Me: Baby Dubai ghoomne chale?

Aparna: Aise achanak se kyun jaan?

Me: Aise hi, bahut din hue vacation pe gaye.

Mujhe pata tha ki Aparna aise direct threesome ke liye nahi maanegi. Kyunki thehri to wo sanskari Indian wife hi. Andar se kitni bhi chudail ho, baahar se to acting karegi hi. Isliye maine alag plan banaya.

Me: Wahan ghoomne ko kaafi kuch hai aur hum wahan massage bhi karwayenge. Tumhe acha lagega.

Aparna: Massage? Wo to yahan bhi karwa sakte hai.

Me: Arre wahan bahut ache se massage hoti hai. Ye dekho masseuse.

Aur main use website pe unhe dikhane laga. Aparna bade mann se dekhne lagi, aur pata nahi uske mann mein kya chal raha tha. Uska poora face red ho gaya.

Aparna: Jaan ye to un porn movies jaise lambe tagde hai.

Me: Haa jaan, jaise tumhe pasand hai.

Aparna: Babu ye sirf massage hi karega na, aur kuch to nahi?

Me: Nahi jaan, jitna kahogi utna hi karega.

Aparna: Still baby, mujhe theek nahi lag raha. Tumhare alawa koi mujhe chhue mujhe pasand nahi.

Me: Baby life mein sab kuch try karna chahiye. Aur kon sa wo hame jaanta hai. Ye to bas one time thing hai jaan.

Aparna: Ok jaan, sirf massage.

Fir hum dono ne hug kiya, aur so gaye. Main khwaab bunne laga apne Dubai trip ke.

Friends this is the end of the third part. In the next part you will read about our Dubai adventures, hold tight and wait for the next part coming up soon.

Agar aapko story achi lagi to share your feedback. You can contact me by mail for suggestions. And again if someone is interested in swinging or threesome with us, but from outside India, do get in touch.

I woke up the next morning. It was around 9. Abhi was still sleeping, and I carefully lifted his arm so as not to awaken him. I rubbed my clit as I peed. Thinking about last night made me go mental. The entire experience felt like a figment of my imagination.

When I returned to the room, Abhi had his morning wood. I decided to wake him up as he woke me last night. I put his cock into my mouth and started to squeeze his balls gently. I wanted to do an experiment and see how long I could have his dick in my mouth before he woke up.

It was a good 10 minutes until he opened his eyes to smile and shoot cum in my mouth. I gulped all of it in one shot and said, “Good Morning.”

“Wow, now that’s one good fucking morning, Mom. I think I can get used to waking up like this,” he said.

Me: I’m going for a shower, care to join?

Abhi: Hell yeah! Can I?

Me: Of course! From now on, you can do what you want: join me in the shower, or feel free to join me in the tub. Abhi, I want you to know that there are no boundaries or restrictions anymore. I will continue to be your mom every day.

Me: But when we are together in ‘the zone,’ I will do whatever you want, and whenever you want. Even in Public, I don’t give a shit about what people think or say. Touch me, Lick me, Sniff me, Feel me Kiss me, Fuck my holes, anything!

Abhi: That’s a bit too much. Public, really?

Me: Well, if that’s what you want, I’ll never say “No”. But it’s your accountability to keep us safe. If you want me to dress sext, elegant or like a whore I will do it all. Now, let’s take a bath.

As we entered the bathroom, Abhi stepped over to the toilet. I held his hand, stopping him. “Mom, Please let go of my hand,” he said. I ignored his pleas and pulled him into the shower. I got down on my knees and said, “Pee, who is stopping you?”

Abhi: Are you sure? Do you want me to pee in your mouth?

Me: Yes, Not just the mouth. I want you to pee all over me, My hair, My tits, My face.

The moment I said that it made Abhi hard again. He struggled, and a weak stream came out. I leaned forward under his cock so his piss would fall on my head. I felt the pressure of his warm pee. I looked up in his eyes and opened my mouth then closed my eyes.

At first,  his aim was off. He was all over the place. Then finally, he aimed at my tits. I then lay on the floor and opened my cunt, and asked him to aim at my pussy. I kept rubbing my cunt as he was piss started to hit my clit.

Once he was done, my hair was all plastered to my face with his piss. I took a step towards to shower to clean myself. Abhi grabbed me, kissed my cheeks, and started to kiss me. He was getting so excited and horny that I almost slipped and kept grabbing him to avoid the fall.

Me: Yup! No doubt you are my son. I guess the kink runs in the genes.

Abhi: Wow, Mom, that was intense. I didn’t expect this.

Me: Well, I wanted you to know I mean business. Nothing is out of bounds. I am yours. Do as you please.

Abhi: You are one kinky slut, oops! Sorry, I got excited!

Me: Don’t be sorry. You can call me what you want, honey.

We then took our time in the shower, kissing and licking each other’s holes. Then, with just towels, we came out and walked straight to the kitchen, still naked (with towels). I made breakfast as Abhi kissed my neck and sat down to eat.

Abhi: Mom, what about Anjana?

Me: What about her?

Abhi: I mean, how can we do this when she is home? Have you thought about it?

Me: Don’t worry about her, I’ll take care of it. I will make the same offer to her. She can share the bed if she wants, regardless of whether you are there or not. It’s up to her.

Abhi: Are you sure, Mom? You know her. She will have a mental breakdown.

Me: Look, I’ll talk to her about our relationship. She is free to join. I’ll not force her. We are a family, and there should be no secrets. I don’t have to have sex like a thief in my own house with my son.

Me: If she wants to be with me or you or both, I really don’t mind. Even if she says she wants to see, I think it should be ok. She is a good kid. If she understands that this makes us happy, I don’t think she will have a problem. You are thinking too much.

Abhi: I wish she was cool with me and you, making this a norm, sitting naked and having breakfast.

Me: Interesting thought, let’s dwell on that. What if we are naked like this, and your friends come over? Would you prefer I rush to my room and put some clothes on or stay as is? I mean, I would not mind, but will you mind if they see me naked?

Me: Remember I said I’d do anything for you? That means I’d be ok if you want your friends to touch me. All your decisions, my son. Then, think about Anjana’s friends. How would she feel if her friends saw her brother and mom naked?

Abhi: Hmm, dumb thought, sorry. On another note, Mom, I know you don’t wear a bra usually. Can I ask you to wear more revealing dresses, please? I prefer that you wear something that allows people to see your pussy and tits. Will you sometimes do that for me?

Me: Of course! I promised anything for you, didn’t I? If I’m willing to be naked and let your friends touch me, why not with some strangers?

I then pulled my chair towards Abhi and said, “Son, I don’t want you to ask me to do things for you. I want you to be the ‘Man of the House’ and be more assertive. I want you to tell me what to do, just like I explained in the shower and showed you a version of myself.

“Son I want you to be someone who is in charge of the house. If you want me to drink your piss or give you a blowjob while you are taking a dump, tell me. I’ll be there. But don’t allow this to go to your heart. There has to be a balance. I still expect you to treat me with respect all other times and be your normal sweet self when we are not intimate.

Abhi: Sure, Mom, this is new to me. If I ever offend you or ask something irrational, give me a wack and pull me back to reality.

I kissed his forehead and said, “Don’t worry, son, there will be some challenges in this new family dynamic. We will work things out. Remember, we are in this together. As long as we love each other, I think it will work out.”

Note: This story is a work of fiction to enjoy erotic literature. Trying this at home or engaging in Incest is WRONG. If you ever disrespect women or engage in a forceful act of sex with anyone, you are a piece of shit.

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Coming to the story. Amrit and I both fell asleep after he fucked my ass and cum inside me. We slept through the afternoon. When we woke up, the evening was settling in. The soft glow of the sunset was filling the room. Amrit opened his eyes.

As he glanced over, he saw my face softly illuminated by the fading sunlight. We shared a gentle kiss before slowly getting up from the bed. I slipped back into my panties and put on a light white silk robe before stepping out onto the balcony.

Despite the cool evening air, I felt a sense of freedom. I stood there, wrapped in a robe, taking in the breathtaking view of the sunset. Amrit made us some tea, bringing two cups as he joined me on the balcony. We chatted about our work and about how nice it would be to have a dominant guy join us at the moment.

However, It had been a while since either of us had stepped out of our usual roles. So we were both content with the peaceful, intimate atmosphere. The balcony was spacious, complete with a cosy couch and a small fireplace. As the temperature dropped, we lit a fire, curling up together on the couch.

The warmth from the flames wrapped around us as we kissed. The soft glow of the fire casts a romantic light over everything. Amrit leaned in closer, his lips tracing the line of my neck as his hands moved over me. There was a raw, honest connection between us.

I moaned softly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. Soon, his kisses grew more urgent, more heated, as he made his way lower. Finally, taking my cock in the warm embrace of his lips. I couldn’t hold myself back and cum inside his mouth. He moved up, and we kissed with my cum together.

After a while, we heard the faint sound of a phone camera snapping. Startled, we turned around to see the manager of the hotel on a nearby balcony. He was caught in the act of trying to sneak a photo. His phone buzzed loudly. He hadn’t silenced it in time.

For a moment, there was a silence thick with tension. My heart raced, not from embarrassment. But from the sudden intrusion into something that had felt so private, so safe. The manager immediately lowered his phone, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red.

“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I thought I heard something… I didn’t mean to intrude.” The manager didn’t look angry or even embarrassed. Instead, his gaze shifted from me to Amrit, then back to me again as if there was an understanding dawning on him.

An awareness that maybe he had stumbled upon something unexpected. I stepped forward, trying to ease the tension. “It’s alright,” I said softly, my voice calm. “You’re not intruding, not really.” Amrit and I exchanged a glance. There was a silent agreement between us.

Maybe, just maybe, the moment could still unfold differently. We could share this in a way that felt genuine. “You know,” I said, turning to the manager with a soft smile, “there’s no reason you can’t join us if you’d like.” I grabbed him by his hand, pulled him closer, and made him sit in front of us.

His eyes feasted on our barely covered bodies in panties. He finally broke his silence and said, “You two don’t need to end the moment.” Amrit looked into my eyes, and we looked back at him. Our hands meet, and in a quiet, intimate moment, we pull each other close, sharing a soft kiss.

We stood there, feeling exposed and vulnerable, our bodies in just our panties and silk robes. The manager watched, his gaze lingering on us. I could feel the excitement building, evident by the way my panties stretched from my swollen cock.

But Amrit gently told me to hold back, guiding me to understand what it meant to embrace submission truly. Our bodies slowly started to sway in the light musical notes coming from our room. With a look of eager excitement, he stood up and reached out to us.

His strong arms unfolded as if to hold us close. He was a striking figure—muscular, fit, his presence commanding attention. There was a sense of power in his movements, yet something almost tender in the way he approached us.
We slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the taut lines of his muscles beneath.

We could feel the warmth of his skin as our lips followed, tracing the contours of his chest, tasting the salt of his skin. Each kiss was deliberate, slow as if savouring the moment. The manager held my face and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Amrit went further down and got away with his pants.

Now, just in his white briefs, we make him sit on the couch. I get on top of him and continue our kiss. Amrit stood behind me and caressed my back. There were now sounds of deep moans all over the balcony. I set myself back and stood up in front of him.

Amrit held me from behind and spoke gently to the manager, “Make love to him. You are his first dominant and whispered to me, “There is no going back now.” I got down on my knees, stroked his feet, and planted soft kisses from his feet, slowly up to his briefs.

His cock was hard and bulging. I looked him in his eyes and got his cock out of his boxers. It was an uncut 5-inch cock with light hairs around it and huge balls. It wasn’t a huge cock, but I was awestruck and couldn’t help but sniff the opening. It was magnificent.

I uprolled my eyes as if I had taken a drug. Amrit sat next to him, playing with his body and guiding my mouth in sucking him. I started by licking his balls and going up to the tip of his cock. After a few such attempts, his cock got extremely stiff, and the tip bulged out.

I could see the pre-cum oozing out of his cock. I licked it off slowly, making eye contact. I pulled back for a moment, teasingly swirling my tongue around the tip before looking up at the manager. My eyes were wide with mischief. “How does that feel?” I asked softly, letting my breath linger against him.

“Absolutely incredible,” he replied, his voice shaky but filled with eagerness. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” I smiled, feeling a rush of pride at his words. I resumed my ministrations, this time more deliberate. I varied my rhythm, alternating between slow, sensual licks and deeper, passionate motions.

The manager’s reactions fueled my confidence, and each groan and shudder made me crave more. I continued teasing him with my tongue. Occasionally, taking the glans in my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. I could sense he wanted me to devour it completely.

I finally let it happen and went all inside, deep till the base. I made sure my tongue struck and tickled his balls as I reached there. I was kneeling in front of him with my ass protruding out so he could see what else was awaiting him. This continued for a while, and his cock continued to fuck my mouth.

With each movement, I felt the intensity of the moment deepening. As I took the manager fully into my mouth, I could hear his breath hitch, a sound that fueled my desire to please him further. I locked eyes with Amrit. He smiled encouragingly, his expression filled with both pride and excitement.

The manager’s hands found their way to my hair, gently guiding me. He surrendered to the pleasure I was giving him. I felt his body respond, the tension in his muscles signalling just how much he was enjoying this unexpected turn of events.
“Take your time,” Amrit encouraged, his voice smooth and commanding. “Make him feel every bit of it.” His body stiffened, and after one final heavy groan, the manager shot his cum in spurts in my mouth. It was weird to have that slimy, slushy, salty flavour in my mouth.

Amrit came close to me, held me from my back, and whispered, “Look at him. Let him know how grateful I was for having received his cum in my mouth, swirl it in my mouth, smile at him, and swallow every drop of it.” I did exactly as I was instructed after hanging on to it for a few seconds.

I took a gulp and swallowed all of his load. The flavour grew on me. So I quickly licked off the little spurt of cum shining over his tip, smiled at him, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Manager.” Amrit moved behind me, his hands sliding over my back, offering comfort and encouragement. “You’re doing so well.”

The manager pulled me up, and we shared a deep kiss. As the kiss broke, I felt a rush of warmth enveloping me, both from the manager and Amrit. Their eyes were filled with admiration and a sense of protectiveness that made my heart flutter.

“Are you okay?” Amrit asked, his voice soft and concerned. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, looking at me with genuine care. “I’m more than okay,” I replied, feeling a sense of exhilaration mixed with vulnerability. “That was incredible.”

The manager, still catching his breath, leaned in closer, his hands resting gently on my hips. “You were amazing,” he said, his voice deep and sincere. “I didn’t expect any of this, but I’m glad I was here.”

Amrit smiled, nodding in agreement. “Now it’s time to take care of you,” he said, his tone shifting to something more playful yet tender. “You deserve to be pampered after that.”

I felt a thrill of anticipation as they exchanged glances, their unspoken connection evident. Amrit moved behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. The manager took my hand, leading me back toward the couch.

“Let’s make you comfortable,” the manager said, his voice low and soothing. He gently urged me to sit down. I sank into the cushions, feeling the warmth of the fire flickering nearby. Amrit knelt beside me, his fingers softly tracing along my arm.

“You did such a good job,” he murmured, planting tender kisses along my shoulder. “Now it’s our turn to show you how much we appreciate you.” The manager knelt on my other side, his gaze intense as he looked into my eyes.

“What do you need?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down my spine. I took a moment to savour the attention, the warmth radiating from both of them. “Just… be close,” I replied, feeling the rush of emotions washing over me. “I want to feel you both.”

They exchanged a knowing smile before their hands began to explore my body. Amrit’s fingers caressed my sides while the manager’s hands trailed gently along my thighs. Their touch was both comforting and electrifying. “Relax,” Amrit whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “We’ve got you.”

As they continued to touch and tease, I felt a blissful sense of surrender. Their hands moved in perfect harmony, creating a rhythm that made me feel cherished and desired. I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me, focusing on the warmth of their bodies and the intimacy of the moment.

“Just enjoy this,” the manager said, his voice rich with promise. I felt his lips graze my neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. The manager went down and lifted my legs in the air. He planted gentle kisses on my ass cheeks and slowly traced his way to my hole.

He did not hold back and pushed his tongue inside my ass. Amrit also came down on me and started sucking my erect cock. This continued for a while. I was barely able to keep it together and wanted to cum. But Amrit kept on edging me.

I could not hold it any longer and begged the manager to let me have his cock in my ass now. The manager got up from his position, his cock back to its full glory. Amrit licked his cock and gave it a nice lubricant. The manager came over to me in a semi-missionary position.

My legs crossed over his back. I could now sense his thick, warm, slimy cock at the margins of my ass. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, everything else faded away. There was an undeniable connection—a shared understanding of the vulnerability and trust we were embracing.

Slowly, he began to enter me. I gasped softly at the sensation, feeling every inch as he filled me. Amrit remained close, his hands exploring my body, grounding me in this moment of intimacy. The warmth between us was electric, igniting a fire that spread through every part of me.

With each gentle thrust, the manager’s gaze never wavered from mine. There was a rhythm to our movements, a dance that felt both primal and tender. I could feel Amrit’s presence behind me. His whispers of encouragement wrapped around us like a warm embrace.

“Just breathe,” Amrit said softly, his voice a soothing balm amidst the intensity. I closed my eyes for a moment, surrendering to the sensations—each movement bringing us closer together. As the connection deepened, I lost myself in the experience.

The boundaries of our bodies merged into something beautiful and profound. The sounds of our shared breaths filled the air, harmonizing with the crackling of the fire nearby, creating a symphony of intimacy. The world outside faded away, leaving just the three of us in our cocoon of warmth and pleasure.

At that moment, I knew we were exploring something far beyond the physical—a journey of trust, connection, and sheer delight. Amrit brought himself closer to me and offered his cock for me to suck. I happily took it in my mouth. I sucked his cock like a candy.

The whole balcony was filled with our moans, the warmth from the nearby fire, and the cool breeze. It was amazing. In a state of pure bliss, all three of us came. First, with Amrit cumming in my mouth. Looking at the view, the manager came in my ass.

With the last of the thrusts and groans from the manager and Amrit’s tasty cum in my mouth. I finally cum, covering all my stomach with my cum. We were in a state of trans, gasping for breath, exhausted. As the intensity of our shared experience faded, we sank into a comfortable silence.

Our bodies were intertwined on the balcony. The manager wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. Amrit leaned back against the couch, a satisfied smile on his face. “That was incredible,” he said, his voice still low and filled with warmth.

I looked between them, feeling a rush of gratitude. “I never imagined this would happen,” I admitted, my heart swelling with a mix of exhilaration and tenderness.

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Hello friends, this is Shalini again from Pune. In the last episode, I told how I was successful in seducing my hot and handsome neighbour Mukesh. I wasn’t successful that day to taste the pleasure of sex with Mukesh. But we got a lot of love from each other and had oral sex with each other.

I was alone throughout the day, and Mukesh was also living alone in his flat. We had a lot of opportunities to meet and love each other. So the next day, I was waiting anxiously for my husband to leave for work so that I could get to Mukesh and we could fulfill our desires that we could not fulfill yesterday.

Once I sent my husband the next day, I got ready and made sure that I looked my best so that my neighbour would jump onto me and eat me whole just by my killer looks! I took a lot of time getting the makeup, and trimmed my body from the unnecessary hairs and looked very beautiful in the mirror.

Then I wore a skirt and a matching top and waited for Mukesh to come. But it was getting late and he wasn’t coming. So I was thinking, “What the hell is Mukesh doing? And why is he not coming today?” I was in deep thinking and lost my patience.

Then I tiptoed to his door and rang his calling bell. It was 9:30 am and Mukesh was still inside. When I rang his doorbell, my neighbour came to open the door after some time. When he opened the door, I pushed him inside and closed the door immediately. I was mad at him for making me wait for this and he was standing there smiling at me.

Mukesh, my darling, was wearing a towel, and his bare chest was open. Looking at this, I felt so much love from my inside. I lost all my anger and my eyes went to his crotch area to find out my prize that was hidden beneath the towel. Then I grabbed his manhood from the top of the towel. With the other hand I opened the towel and it fell on the floor.

At this time, I was fully dressed, looking like an angel, and my darling was completely nude, standing casually and smiling. I asked him why he didn’t come to me, to which he replied that he was confident that I would come to him.

Then he kissed me on my lips and my boobs and told me that I was looking very beautiful. I was so happy that I kissed him back and we fondled each other for a while standing there.

“You are so naughty,” I said.

I stroked my married neighbour’s dick, and it became rock-hard within a minute. Then I took him onto the sofa and made him sit on the sofa. That day, I was in no mood to let him go without satisfying my aching pussy. My pussy was already wet as I was horny all day and night, thinking about the way I will have sex with my lover.

Mukesh was sitting on the sofa, leaning to one side. His manhood was pointing up. His one leg was on the ground, and the other leg was on top of the sofa. I was already in between his legs, and my mouth had already started tasting his big cock. I was mesmerized by its girth and hotness. Its pink top was looking like a lollipop that I licked and sucked very hard.

Mukesh had closed his eyes and started softly moaning. I was still wearing all the clothes, and they were restricting me from enjoying his dick fully. So I took a break, opened my dress, and became nude. He was looking at my body and enjoying the strip tease. He then came to me, held me from my back, came from behind, and told me to come to the doggy position.

I obliged as I was dying to get my next-door guy’s cock in my pussy. He put slight saliva on his dick and pushed it inside slowly. It was very tight and nothing was moving inside. I was feeling the pain of his dick stretching my pussy, and slowly, it started entering my tight pussy. I was trying to beat the pain. But due to the size of his dick, it was giving me a lot of pain.

I was holding my breath and he started getting deeper and deeper inside me. Soon, he entered more than half of his dick in me and started stroking slowly. I was still feeling the pain, but now due to his movements, I started enjoying the dick. My body now started accepting the huge cock, and within a few moments, I was in seventh heaven.

He was putting more and more pressure with each of his thrusts, and I was getting an orgasm-like sensation each time he reached the deepest point of my body. He kept pushing his rock-hard cock inside my pussy, and by now, he was reaching the deepest untouched part of my pussy. My pussy started overflowing with the juices and it was all over my thighs coming down.

I was very happy and felt lucky that I got this cock inside me. After pumping his cock for a while, he changed his position and made me sit on him. I was on top of him and started going up and down on top of his cock. I was also kissing him very hard and moaning like anything from the pleasure I was getting from the cock.

Within minutes, I reached my orgasm and fell on top of his chest. He made me lay under him. He started thumping my pussy very hard in a missionary position. This position is the best position where I could get most of his cock length inside me.

Now, I could sense he was nearing his orgasm too. He kept fucking me more vigorously and I was not in my senses. My whole body was aching and my pussy was flowing with hot juices. I was following his rhythm and kept my hip up and down with his thrusts.

Soon, we both reached the point of no return and he, with a loud moan, released his sperm on my belly and over my pussy. I felt satisfied after a long long time and asked him how he felt. He said thank you to me, and we both lay there nude for another 15 minutes. I got to his washroom, washed myself, and saw his dick was still half erect.

A lot of our mixed juice was there on his cock. I felt a lot of desire to taste that juice, and without thinking again, I put the cock inside my mouth and tasted our love juice. He was looking at me strangely and I said-

Me: Relax, darling. Let me suck this magnificent cock. This cock is now like a part of me. I was feeling like I can’t live without this cock anymore.

Very soon, with my sucking, his cock again got harder,. I got ready for another round of heavy sex. That day, Mukesh didn’t go to the office, and we stayed in his flat till my husband came back from the office. We were nude all the time; we bought some online food, ate that, slept, fucked, did 69, watched porn, and enjoyed like a newlywed couple.

I will tell in the next episodes how Mukesh became part of my life.

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Hi friends, cuck Sanjeev here, with the fourth part of my cuckold diaries. Thanks for the overwhelming response and suggestions. It really means a lot to both of us, it’s encouraging. If you haven’t read the previous stories, go through them, for eternal pleasure. Ab seedhe story pe aata hu.

Maine next day se hi planning shuru kar di. Maine massagenation website pe bande shortlist karne shuru kiye. Unme se do mujhe kaafi ache lage. Ek Arabic tha Junaid from Morocco, athletic body thi uski aur kaafi fit lag raha tha. Doosra ek African banda mila jo ki ghana ka tha Thomas, kareeb 6.5 feet height thi uski. Aur usne apne lund ki pic bhi dali hui thi. Main dekhte hi khush ho gaya ki meri pyari biwi ko itne ache lund se khelne ka mauka milne wala tha.

Maine Thomas ko message kiya, aur showroom ke kaam mein lag gaya. Kareeb 2 ghante baad hi uska message aa gaya-

Thomas: Hi, thank you for contacting me. How may I help you?

Me: Hello Thomas, Sanjeev here, I have a proposal for you.

Fir maine usse saari baatein share ki aur usko samjhaya ki kaise main aur Aparna bbc ki fantasy karte hai. But Aparna shy hai, aur Thomas ko use massage karte waqt seduce karna hoga.

Use saari baatein samajh aa gayi aur wo mere plan mein shamil ho gaya. Maine Aparna ki sexy pics use bhej di. Shayad uska lund bhi fanfana gaya hoga. Usne turant haa keh diya. Usne bataya ki wo part time masseuse tha. Otherwise wo wahan kisi multinational company mein brokerage aur chartering ka kaam karta tha. Aur ye bas uska passion tha.

Hum dono ne kaafi der baatein ki, aur usne mujhe ache se itinerary banane mein help ki. Uska flat ek posh area mein tha, aur wo wahan akele rehta tha.

Usne mujhe uske yahan rukne ka offer kiya, par maine socha ki Aparna ko awkward lagega, aur wo nahi maanegi to maine kaha ki hum log arrange kar lenge. Main kaafi sapne bun raha tha, aur trip ke liye tickets aur hotels final kar liye. Bas Aparna se confirm karke book karne the.

Shaam ko main ghar aaya to dekha Aparna sexy babydoll mein hi saare kaam kar rahi thi, jaisa maine use kaha tha. Fir maine use Dubai trip ke baare mein bataya except my plans with Thomas.

Fir hum dono ko plan theek lage to maine tickets aur hotels book kar liye. For next week, a 10 day trip. Maine apni biwi ko kaha ki wo sexy lingerie aur dresses lele aur kal hi urban clap se lady ko bulwa ke bikini wax karwa le. Maine randomly Aparna se kaha ki kya hum masseuse bhi final kar le.

To wo kehne lagi: Wahan jaa kar hi dekhte hai agar mood hua to karenge.

Maine kaha: Nahi final karke rakhte hai, wahan agar mood nahi hua to cancel kar denge.

Wo maan gayi. Maine massagenation website open ki, aur Dubai ke masseuse search karne laga, aur fir apne shortlist mein Junaid aur Thomas ki profile dikha kar kaha ki ye theek lag rahe hai. Aparna sharma gayi. Shayad uske mann mein kuch khayaal aane lage.

Maine dobara poocha to usne kaha haa ache hai. Maine fir poocha dono mein se kon zyada theek lag raha hai.

To wo boli: Tumhi dekh lo na.

Mere kaafi insist karne pe usne Thomas ko select kiya, jo mujhe pehle se lag hi raha tha. Maine use phone de diya uski profile check karne ko. Wo apni taraf phone karke profile check karne lagi. Maine dekha ki usne saari pics dekhi, even uske mote lambe lund ko bhi dekha, but koi reaction nahi diya.

Fir usne mujhe phone wapas kar diya, aur hum idhar-udhar ki baatein karne lage. But shayad Aparna ke mann mein wo lund ki image abhi bhi ghoom rahi thi aur wo hath neeche karke mere lund se khelne lagi. Maine bhi uski panty mein hath dala, to wo poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Fir maine use ragad ke shant kiya, aur hum so gaye.

Yuhi time nikal gaya aur hamare Dubai jaane ka din aa gaya. Maine papa ko gaon se wapas bula liya business dekhne ko, aur hum nikalne lage. Aparna ek-dum sanskari bahu ki tarah suit salwar bhar-bhar hath choodiyan pehan kar, aur lamba sa sindoor laga kar ready ho gayi.

Hum airport pahuche to Aparna washroom gayi. Fir jab wo wapas aayi to main dekhta hi reh gaya. Usne red color ki one-piece pehan rakhi thi, jo ki uski knees ke thoda hi neeche khatam ho rahi thi, aur wo itni tight thi ki uski panty line aur bra line saaf dikh rahi thi.

Aparna paas aa kar baithi, aur mujhe aankh maarte hue boli: Kaisa laga mera plan?

Maine uska hath apne lund pe rakhte hue kaha: Dekh lo kaisa laga.

Aur wo sharma gayi. Fir hum flight board karke Dubai pahunche, aur wahan se cab karke apne hotel. Maine privacy ke liye Air BNB se flat book kar liya tha, two bedroom flat with all amenities, zero contact check in. Flat ek posh society mein tha, aur top floor mein swimming pool bhi tha.

Dopahar ka time ho raha tha. Hamne khaana order kar liya, aur khaa kar so gaye. Shaam mein uthe to maine Aparna se poocha-

Main: Kya karna hai?

Usne kaha: Bahut tired ho gayi hu.

Mujhe idea aaya kyun na hum swimming pool mein chale, relaxing lagega. Fir hum dono ready ho kar upar gaye. Koi nahi tha wahan. Hamne apni wine sath layi thi. Aparna ko pool pasand aaya. View bhi acha tha, aur mausam bhi. Usne apna top hataya, aur apni black bikini mein aa gayi.

Uff kya kehar lag rahi thi. Uska top uske boobs ko ache se compliment kar raha tha, aur uski panty bhi sirf itni thi ki uski chut chhup sake. Aparna ki natural beauty dekh kar mujhe bahut acha laga, aur main kitna lucky hu aisa sochne laga.

Fir hum pool mein utar gaye, aur wine lekar relax karne lage. Ab Aparna thodi tipsy ho rahi thi, aur hum dono touchy hone lage. Itne mein wahan ek aur couple aa gaya. Wo european couple tha, aur unhone hame greet kiya, aur wo bhi pool mein utar gaye. Hum log aapas mein baatein karne lage. Wo bhi wahan vacation ke liye hi aaye the.

Maine unhe wine offer ki, aur unhone accept kar li. Fir hum log kaafi der baatein karte rahe. Uske baad wo dono aapas mein baatein karne lage aur thodi door chale gaye. Fir ek doosre ke sath masti karne lage, kissing, cuddling. Aparna ko bhi mood hone laga, aur main bhi uski ass ko sehlane laga. Ab Aparna bhi madhmast ho chuki thi. Maine bhi mauka dekh kar kaha-

Me: Baby, aaj to hum dono bahut tired ho gaye hai. Massage karwaya jaye kya?

Aparna: Haa baby, tum meri kar do, main tumhari kar doongi.

Me: But jaan hum dono to already tired hai.

Aparna kuch sochne lagi.

Me: Waise bhi it’s just a massage, nothing else. Let’s try it na.

Aparna bhi nashe mein behak chuki thi, aur usne haami bhar di. Maine fatt se Thomas ko contact kiya. Wo abhi office se nikal hi raha tha. Maine use apna address aur location bhej di, aur Aparna ko garam karne laga.

Main pool mein hi uski panty mein hath daal ke uski chut se khelne laga un do strangers ke saamne. Wo bhi kuch aisa hi kar rahe the. Ab Aparna se raha nahi gaya, aur wo mujhe kiss karne lagi. Wo poori tarah garam ho chuki thi.

Hamne aur ek glass wine li, aur kareeb 40 minute baad Thomas ka call aaya ki wo aa chuka tha. Maine use kaha ki wo lobby mein wait kare main aata hu use recieve karne. Maine Aparna ko kaha ki-

Main: Chal ke room mein fresh ho jao. Main Thomas ko leke aata hu.

Fir hum room pe gaye aur maine change kar liya aur neeche chala gaya. Wahan mujhe Thomas dikha. Real mein zyada hi dashing aur handsome lag raha tha. Main usse baatein karne laga taaki Aparna ko fresh hone ka time mil jaye. Fir usne mujhse kaha ki wo jaldi-baazi mein kuch samaan laana bhool gaya, to hame supermarket jana hoga. Fir hum uski mehangi chamkamati hui BMW se paas ke supermarket gaye.

Use dekh kar lag raha tha ki uska standard of living kaafi high tha, aur uski baaton se bhi wo gentleman lag raha tha. Wahan Thomas ne kuch oil wagaira liye aur ek mehangi wine ki bottle li.

Fir hum wapas aa gaye seedhe apne flat pe. Aparna ne gate khola. Usne black skirt aur white top dala hua tha, jo ki uski chuchiyon ko kass ke pakde hue the. Skirt bhi uski gaand se zara hi neeche thi aur uski lambi sexy legs full display mein thi. Maine Thomas ko aage kar rakha tha.

Gate kholte hi dono ek-doosre ko dekhne lage. Aparna to maano khadi-khadi geeli ho gayi. Thomas bhi Aparna ko dekh bahut khush ho gaya.

Usne aage badh ke Aparna ko hug kiya, aur ache se feel kiya. Aparna bhi mere saamne Thomas ko hug karne lagi. Fir Thomas ne Aparna ko kaha ki wo bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi, aur usne bahut kam ladkiyon ko itni sundar aur sexy dekha tha. Aparna ko sun ke maza aaya, par wo bas hass ke reh gayi.

Fir hum andar aaye aur baith kar baatein karne lage. Tab tak main kuch chicken starters and salad le aaya aur hum aaram se baith kar wine peene lage. Kuch der mein hame acha nasha ho gaya tha, aur hum to pehle se hi nashe mein the. Ab Thomas aa kar Aparna ke baju mein baith gaya.

Aparna mere aur Thomas ke beech mein baithi hui thi, par uske baithte hi wo uski side aur sarak gayi. Thomas gentleman tha, isliye wo bas genuine baatein kar raha tha, waiting for our signal. Fir maine Aparna se kaha ki-

Main: Baby, Thomas bahut acha massage karta hai. Tumhari back pain hai na? Let him try.

Aur Aparna maan gayi. Thomas ne use kaha ki wo fresh ho jaye, aur apne undergarments mein rahe, sirf tab tak wo bedroom mein setup kar lega. Aparna jhoomte hue bathroom chali gayi, aur hamne plan final kar liya.

Thomas bedroom mein apna set up laga kar ready ho gaya. Bahut acha ambience lag raha tha dim lights, scented candles, light music. Itne mein Aparna washroom se aayi apne boobs par se towel lapet kar, aur aa kar bed pe let gayi. Thomas ne poocha kya wo ready thi, aur Aparna ne haa kaha. Main aaram se sofe pe baith gaya. Thomas ne apna kaam shuru kiya

Aparna bed par face neeche karke leti hui thi, aur thomas uski kamar ke paas side mein khada tha. Meri sanskari biwi ke komal shareer par usne pehle oil dala, aur fir apne rough hatho se aahista-aahista meri biwi ki peeth ko sehlane laga.

Aparna kuch reaction nahi de rahi thi. Fir Thomas ne kandho ki malish shuru ki, aur neck area aur collarbone ko massage karne laga. Maine Thomas ko pehle hi bata diya tha ki Neck region Aparna ka trigger point tha. Wo uske neck area ko massage dene laga, aur uske earlobes se khelne laga.

Aparna thoda restless hone lagi, aur lakh koshishon ke bawajood uske muh se aaah nikal gayi. Fir wo dabi awaaz mein mmm, aaah, hmmm, aisi awaaze nikaalne lagi.

Maine poocha: Baby kaisa lag raha hai?

Usne kaha: Bahut acha lag raha hai jaan. Iske hatho mein to jaadu hai. Ek-dum perfect pressure laga raha hai, aur iske hath bhi ek-dum mardana hai rough.

Maine kaha: To fir enjoy karo jaan, khul kar maza lo.

Ab Aparna ko azaadi mil gayi thi. Wo khul ke moan karne lagi. Thomas bhi samajh gaya tha.

Usne kaha: Ma’am aapki bra mujhe ache se massage nahi karne de rahi. Isse aapki bra bhi gandi ho jayegi, aur mujhe pareshani bhi ho rahi hai.

Aur kehte-kehte usne peeche se hook khol diya. Aparna bilkul normal thi, aur usne dono hath aage karke apni bra utaar di, aur meri taraf badha diya. Main shock reh gaya ki kaise ek anjaan mard meri biwi ki bra khol raha tha, aur wo bhi uska sath de rahi thi. Mujhe andar hi andar maza aane laga. Fir usne meri sanskari wife se small talks karna shuru kiya.

Thomas: Aapki skin bahut soft hai. Aap kon sa skin care products use karti ho?

Aparna: Main zyada kuch use nahi karti. Ye to bas naturally aisi hai.

Thomas: Wow, sahi hai. To kya aap gym regular karti ho?

Aparna: Nahi main to kaafi pehle hi jati thi, wo bhi thode din. But ab time hi nahi milta

Thomas: Agar aap bura na maane to main kuch kahu?

Aparna: Haa-haa bolo na please.

Thomas: Maine aap se gym wali baat isliye poochi kyunki aap bahut fit ho. Aur aapka figure la-jawaab hai. Aapki thighs perfect hai, aur aapki ass ka shape bilkul bubble jaisa hai. Isliye mujhe laga ki aap regular gym jati ho.

Aparna madmast ho chuki thi, aur apni tareef use bahut achi lag rahi thi. Ab Thomas bhi khul ke meri wife ki massage kar raha tha. Usne ab arms ke baju se Aparna ke boobs masalne chaalu kiye, aur achanak se usne apni t-shirt pe oil gira liya, aur bahana bana kar apni t-shirt utaar topless ho gaya.

Wo abhi bhi kamar ke paas khada tha, aur beech-beech mein jhuk kar doosri side massage karta, to uski hot body Aparna ki back mein touch hoti.

Aparna: Aaah, acha lag raha hai Thomas.

Fir thodi der baad wo meri wife ke kamar pe baith gaya, aur kehne laga-

Thomas: Aise main ache se tumhari back ki massage kar paunga. Tumhari back bone ko evenly massage chahiye.

Aparna: Haa right, meri lower back mein aksar pain rehta hai.

Fir Thomas thoda neeche shift ho gaya. Uske lower mein uska khada lund aur meri biwi ke gaand ke chhed mein bas uske kuch kapdon ka antar tha.

Thomas: Aapke pati bahut lucky hai, jo aapke jaisi sundar aur sexy biwi mili.

Aparna: Lucky to main hu, jo itna caring hubby mila hai.

Main sofe par baitha mast wine pee raha tha, aur apne lund ko pant ke upar se sehla raha tha.

Main: Nahi jaan, tumhare jaisi swarg ki apsara ko paa kar main bahut lucky samjhta hu khud ko.

Fir Aparna meri taraf mudi aur mujhe flying kiss di. Par itne mein uske boobs azaad ho gaye, aur Aparna ko jab samajh aaya tab tak der ho chuki thi. Uske wo perfect shape ke boobs, jaise ki nariyal jaise kathor aur gore, aur uspe brown brown nipples jo ki poore hard ho chuke the, full display mein the.

Aparna sharmate hue hass di, aur Thomas bhi usko kiss ka ishara karke hasne laga. Ab in dono mein aur chemistry jam rahi thi. Thomas bhi ab aur mehnat karne laga. Wo kamar se shuru karta aur poori neck tak massage karta hua jata, aur uski body Aparna se touch hoti. Isse uski chut mein hulchul ho jati. Lekin usse bhi zyada maza use aa raha tha jab wo aage ki aur jhukta to uska mota nukeela lund Aparna ki chut pe chubh jata.

Aparna full josh mein moan kar rahi thi. Ab Thomas ne Aparna ke hath peeche kheench ke hatho ko massage karna chaalu kiya. Aparna bhi comfortable hone ke liye apne kulhon pe aa gayi.

Wo chudne ke liye full ready thi. Meri sanskari innocent biwi aaj ek African mard se apna gora-chitta badan ragadwa rahi thi, aur to aur uski chut ka geela-pann uski panty mein hi nahi poore room mein uski chut ki sugandh aa rahi thi.

Agar Thomas ne lund bhi daal diya hota, to use kuch farak nahi padta. Wo apne Cuck hubby ke saamne chudne ko ready thi. Mere do-teen lund mila ke bhi Thomas ke lund ke barabar nahi honge, aur mujhe Aparna ki ye khushi dekh bada maza aa raha tha.

Tabhi Thomas ne aage jhukte hue Aparna ke dono boobs pakad liye, aur uske nipple tune karne laga. Fir uske boobs masalne laga. Aparna ko kuch pal to maza aaya, par fir wo bina kuch kahe neeche let gayi apne boobs ko dabate hue, aur Thomas ne bhi ishara samajh kar apna hath hata liya

Fir kuch der baad Thomas ne uski panty ki line pakad neeche karna chaaha, to Aparna ne kaha-

Aparna: I think it’s ok. Kaafi massage ho gaya aaj. Meri saari thakaan bhi mit gayi.

Thomas: Are you sure dear?

Aparna: Haa mujhe bahut neend bhi aa rahi hai. To main ab sone jana chaahti hu.

Main aur Thomas ek-doosre ko dekhne lage aur main bhi shock mein tha, ki aakhir jab sab theek chal raha tha, to Aparna ne aisa kyun kaha. Fir Thomas neeche utra, aur Aparna bina kuch kahe doosre room mein chali gayi sone ko. Fir maine aur Thomas ne thodi wine pee, aur wo kehne laga-

Thomas: Never mind my friend, aisa hota hai, it’s ok. She may be uncomfortable. Tumhe usse baat karni chahiye.

Fir hamne thodi der baatein ki aur Thomas ready ho kar nikal gaya.

So friends this is the end of this part. Next part mein padhiye aakhir kya reason tha ki Aparna yu uth kar nikal gayi, aur aage ki mazedaar kahaniya padhne ke liye like aur comment kijiye friends.

This story is a sequel to the series, ‘Ashok Fucks Mom Again!’

We all stood outside, flabbergasted, feeling bad for Rajesh. Ashok pulled the sheet on the table where the sweets and ladoos were placed. All things fell, crashing and making a loud sound. Ashok tied the cloth around Mom’s chest, covering half of her body to her knees.

He lifted her in his arms and came out of the office room. He made her lay on the couch in the common hall and commanded everyone to leave. “Saajan, you stay by,” said Ashok as everyone emptied the room. Mom was trying not to look at me and was shy, all curled up to a pillow.

Ashok shed his dhoti and briefs and climbed up on the couch beside her. He manoeuvred between her legs and guided his erect dick into her, not paying heed to her rejections. As his bare ass sank between her knees, the cloth that barely covered her had slipped away.

He moistened his hands with saliva before applying it to her pussy. She was whispering “no” but her protests were unheard. He thrust his penis in her with a strong, swift push of his hips.

“Ah!?”

Her body twitched with a violent jolt as her mouth let out a small scream. He kissed and licked the back of her neck, the feeling of his wet tongue running down her skin sending a shudder down her spine. His large hands stroked her flat stomach as if to praise her.

The way his hot hands slid up her chest made her feel like her body was on fire. I froze and then took a seat on the nearby chair as they made love. Ashok knew if I were there, Mom wouldn’t stop him. It was already noon, and Ashok had already fucked her twice.

Nattiamma was kind enough to bring two large glasses of milk. Ashok drank all by himself while Mom was still resting in his arms. “Are you hungry? You definitely do not want the milk. You want something else!” Ashok asked Mom mischievously.

She nodded yes, her eyes still closed. “I think I can feed you what you want.” Ashok smiled as he said. My heart raced when she opened her eyes and kneeled to suck his dick. She swirled her tongue on his dickhead and massaged the shaft between her lips for a while.

When she stopped to get rid of a pubic hair stuck on her tonsil, Ashok released the pressure from his bladder. His pee was already in her mouth. The pee hit her on her face, lips, and nose as it ran down to her tits. She waited no time to cover his bulbous dickhead in her mouth, filling her cheeks like a squirrel.

Then she swallowed. “Fuck yes,” he said, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her into his dick, trying to make her take it all. I couldn’t take my eyes off. Their romance and fetishes were unheard of, and I had no idea how to stop Mom.

A Year Later

The only person who could stop Ashok was Dad. It was lucky for me that I got admission to one of the Universities in Dubai. I called up Dad, and he again asked me to contact Ashok to make the arrangements for my and Mom’s visa and travel.

Mom was excited as she was going to meet Dad. She also had stopped working for Rajesh after Ashok fucked her on his office couch. He was furious and had cut all ties with Ashok and our family. It had been nearly a week since Ashok picked us up from the airport.

He helped us settle into Dad’s luxurious apartment in Dubai. Dad was away on business in a service apartment in Qatar and was expected back on the weekend. Ashok often accompanied Dad to work as a secretary and lived in more modest accommodations. It left him feeling a mix of envy and pride.

For years, he had been intimately involved with Dad’s beautiful wife, and the secret weighed heavily on him. While I immersed myself in college paperwork, my mind wandered to thoughts of my mother. I found myself eager to know if she still enjoyed drinking his golden liquid, adulterated with his pubes.

I wondered where they were finding opportunities to be intimate again. It was Saturday, and I reached our building tired. I was standing in the elevator when I saw Dad hurrying to catch it. I pressed the button to hold the door open and waved him in.

He stepped in, gave me a warm hug, and we rode up together to the 28th floor. When we arrived, I took out our flat’s electronic access card, swiped it, and opened the door with Dad following close behind. As we stepped inside, I noticed Ashok’s shoes by the entrance.

That told me he was there, probably with Mom in the bedroom. Trying to distract Dad, I said, “Why don’t you freshen up? I’ll make us some tea.” Dad agreed, though I could tell he was still looking around, hoping to see Mom. As soon as he went into the bathroom, I quickly hurried to the bedroom.

The sight stopped me in my tracks – Ashok’s and Mom’s clothes were scattered on the floor. A chill ran through me. Were they having sex? After all, it had been a year since they last saw each other. I saw Ashok lying beside Mom on the bed, dressed only in his briefs.

His mouth was pressed against the soft curvy folds of her ass hole. She lay on her stomach, wrapped partially in her petticoat. She twitched as he rimmed her hole with his tongue. I remember the incident when Mom wanted to use the loo when we were travelling during a Kerala trip.

He insisted he wanted to help and accompanied her to a shady bush in the jungle. He helped her squat, do her business and also helped her wash her cheeks and holes. When they returned to the car, Mom was not comfortable. She said she is not sure she is fully clean.

Ashok requested me to wait outside and he used the back seat of the car. He undressed Mom and wiped her cheeks clean by rimming her. I had to wait for an hour. Ashok won’t stop talking about her cheeks and the taste of her crack our way back.

Ashok saw me watching and took a pause. Mom was flushed a bit. But she managed to pull her petticoat back to her waist and covered her tits with her hands. I quietly warned them, “Dad is here.” Ashok sprang up, quickly pulling on his clothes, while Mom wrapped herself in a shawl.

“I’ll make tea,” she whispered, hurrying to the kitchen. When Dad came out of the bathroom, he greeted Ashok. He was now sitting on the couch, looking relaxed. Moments later, Mom appeared with the tea tray, her shawl draped around her shoulders over her petticoat, giving the appearance of being dressed.

Dad smiled, side-hugged her, and took a cup from her hands. He gently guided her to sit on the couch next to Ashok. As Dad sat down beside her, he looked into her eyes. He asked how she’d been and leaned in for a kiss – a long, lingering kiss that seemed to hold all the emotions of their time apart.

Sitting at the dining table, I tried to look away. Dad leaned closer, planting gentle kisses on Mom’s neck. She seemed nervous, perhaps worried he might realize she was only covered by the shawl. To distract him, she quickly said, “I’ll bring some snacks from the kitchen for you and Ashok.”

As she started to walk past, Ashok reached out and took her hand, surprising both her and Dad. Dad raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised by the unexpected gesture. Ashok held her gaze, his expression intense, and I sensed the tension between them.

He quickly tugged at the strings of her petticoat. It slipped away, cascading to the floor while still tangled around her feet. He pulled her toward him, lifting her legs onto his lap so that her bare cheeks rested between his thighs. Carefully, he slid the petticoat off her feet, making her anklets tinkle.

Dad and I were taken aback. Ashok was actually furious and couldn’t bear to witness Mom being intimate with her husband. Her butt crack was still glistening with saliva slightly with the faint bite marks on her soft cheeks where he had rimmed earlier.

He cupped her face and pressed his mouth against hers, his moustache brushing her skin as his lips captured hers firmly. One hand held her bare cheek, fingers exploring and teasing, literally entering her slick opening as he deepened the kiss. From my seat, I felt a jolt of shock as I watched the scene unfold.

My heart raced, and I turned to my dad, who was waking up, his eyes wide with disbelief. To our surprise, Mom began to respond to his kisses, surrendering to the intensity as his teeth chafed her tender skin. With a fierce urgency, he sucked on her nose bridge.

His tongue explored her nostrils while his fingers massaged her inner thighs. Ashok reached for the shawl that draped over her chest, peeling it away to reveal the soft curves of her body. His hands gripped her breasts firmly as he captured one of her nipples with his mouth, sucking hard.

His tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. The sudden intensity made her gasp. With a primal hunger, Ashok shifted his attention lower. His fingers traced a delicate path along her thighs before parting them gently. He leaned in, letting his warm breath tease her pussy, igniting a spark of anticipation.

What do you think will be Ashok’s next move? What will Dad do?

Wait for the next episode. Please write to me at [email protected].

I live in Mumbai in a nice suburb, and this story is about my Mom. Her age is 48. She works as a teacher. Her height is 5 ft, and her figure is 36-34-36. Her name is Lata.

For a very long time, I have had cuckold thoughts about my girlfriend, Neha. We had been dating since we were 18. Now both our age is 22. Due to those cuckold feelings, I started chatting with people online. I wanted to see her gangbanged.

So, while chatting with strangers, I chatted with 1 boy who said, “Brother, We are a total of 5 boys aged between 18 and 19 who are from UP Bihar. We work at a garage outside Panvel as mechanics. Hame interest hai teri gf ko chodne mein.” (We would like to fuck your gf.)

I told him, “My gf is not ready.” He told, “Don’t worry, just get her here, and we will seduce her and fuck her. It will be consensual.” I vibed with him. We exchanged contacts and started chatting in one group where those 5 boys and I were there.

One day, they saw my Mom’s pic, which I had kept on my status. They messaged me, “Bura mat mano toh ek baat puchchni thi.” (We want to ask you one thing if you don’t feel bad.) I told them, “Don’t hesitate, go ahead.” They asked if they could try it on my Mom first.

They liked her, and she seemed sexy to them. I told them to give me some time to think. After a while, I replied, “I don’t mind, but she isn’t that open and easy to seduce.”

They told me not to worry. They would work out a plan. After some time, they called me and asked about her likes, dislikes, profession, etc. They came up with a plan and asked me to work on it on a Friday. So Friday arrived.

According to the plan, once Mom came home from school, I told her, “Mere kuch dost hai jinke chote bhai hai. Unko aapki help chahiye padhai mein. Kya hum unke ghar jaakar unki help kar sakte hai?” (Some of my friend’s younger brothers need your help to study. Can we go to their place and help them?)

Mom said, “Unko hi bula le apne ghar mein. Yahan padha lungi unhe” (Call them at our home. I will teach them here.) I told her, “Woh bichare travel nahi kar sakte aur sab Bihari hai. Aapko pata hai na Dad kaise react karenge.”

(They won’t be able to travel. Also, they are Bihari, so Dad might not like it if they come home)

Mom said, “Fir rehne de na, mujhe bhi nahi jana.” (Leave then. Even I don’t want to go.) She rejected this idea. I tried to convince her a lot, but she didn’t listen. So I messaged these boys that we wouldn’t be able to come. The plan didn’t work.

These boys then replied to me, “Create some fight-like situation between Mom and Dad so that she leaves home to go to Nani’s house. Once she is out, ask if she would like to come to our place to help. There is a high chance that she will rebel and like to go against Dad’s likes interest.”

I told them I would try to figure something out. After some time, I ignited a small fight between Mom and Dad. It led them to have a huge argument, after which, around 6 pm, my Mom told me, “Chal, mujhe Nani ke ghar le chal, mujhe yahan nahi rukna aaj.”

(Please take me to your grandma’s place. I don’t want to stay here.)

After a while, when she was getting ready, I nudged her, “Agar jaa hi rahe hai toh chalo na un ladko ki help bhi karke aate hai.” (If we are stepping out, let’s go and help those boys as well.) Mom was hesitant but said, “Okay, let’s be quick about it.”

I happily messaged those boys that the plan worked, and we were on our way to their place. They gave me a thumbs up and me and Mom reached their place around 8 pm. I stopped my bike in front of a garage and asked Mom to get down.

Mom saw the place. It was a closed garage-type shop beside a highway. She asked, “Where are we going?” I told her, “Don’t worry, we all used to come to study here only sometimes.” I called one boy and told them we had reached. After a while, one boy opened the shutter from inside and asked us to come in.

I took Mom’s hand, and we both walked in. The boy closed the door behind us and escorted us inside. Where we entered was a proper garage, with one car parked inside. There were tools here and there. This room just had one small bulb providing enough light to see the floor.

On our left side, to the back of this room, was a door that opened to a horizontal layout storeroom. It had a window from this very dark room to the next room. Some 4 feet away from the window on its right was another door. It opened to a room where these boys were waiting.

By the time we entered this room, Mom was suspicious. But once we entered, she saw that 4 boys were sitting with books open on two mattresses below the window. She felt relieved a little. But this room was still dingy. It just had one zero yellow colour bulb, lighting the whole room and had no ventilation.

As soon as Mom and I entered, the boys sitting down got up and greeted us. They thanked her for coming and helping them. Mom started to wipe the face sweat with her saree pallu and asked them, “Koi aur achi jagah nahi hai jahan hum padh sakte hai?” (There is no other place to study?)

The boys told her, “Nahi aunty, hamara sabka Ghar hai piche side. Par ghar ke bache masti karte hai aur hame padhne nahi dete. Toh hum sab yahan aake padh lete hai” (No aunty, we have our homes nearby. But the kids of the house don’t let us study, so we come to study here)

Mom looked at me. I said, “Haan yehi hai reality, koi aur jagah nahi hai padhne.” (There was no other place)

Then, the boy who had welcomed us also sat down on the mattress. It was so dirty that it smelled a little. Mom asked them do they had a bathroom or a washroom. Another boy got up and escorted us the the end of this room, which had a doorway for the kitchen.

On the right was a rotten door that opened to the bathroom. Mom peeked inside after switching on the light and almost puked. She screamed that it was very smelly, she wouldn’t go inside. I, however went inside as I wanted to use it. I entered the bathroom and switched on the light, which was a dull red colour.

I proceeded towards the commode. There was a big blue water drum in between. There was a door to the commode, and yes, it did smell bad. I, however, used it and came out. I saw Mom had already sat between the boys to teach them, and they were pretending to learn.

One boy, who had talked to me, came towards me saying, “Haan Bhai aapko Pani chahiye na, ruko woh kitchen mein hi hai.” (Brother, if you want water to drink, it’s in the kitchen. I will give you.) He acted this to have a chance to talk to me.

He took me inside the kitchen and asked, “Bhai sach mein teri maa hai kya? Koi mast item lag rahi hai.” (Is she really your Mom? She seems like a hot babe.) I told him, “Haan, sach mein hai.” (Yes, she is really my Mom.)

He told me, “Theek hai ab tu chale jaa, hum isko seduce karke chod lenge.” (Okay, you go now, we will seduce her and fuck her.) I told him that even I wanted to see the action.

He said, “Arey woh tere samne thodi na ready hogi, hame uske saath akela time chahiye.” (She will not be ready in front of you. We need alone time with her) But I didn’t listen to him and told him that I wanted to see her getting fucked by my eyes.

He told me, “Acha kuch bahane se thode time ke liye chale jaa, badme bahar ke room ki khidki se dekh lena. Tujhe group pe batayenge kab ana hai aur kaha rukna hai.” (Okay, make some excuse and go out. Then, after we inform the group, you can come in and watch from the window.)

I agreed. Then we both went outside. I sat in a chair for some time, and I told Mom, “Mein bahar jaake ata hu. Mera ek dost yahin rehta hai aur mujhe gadi mein petrol bhi bharwana hai.” (I will go out to meet a friend and also fill petrol in my bike.)

Mom didn’t allow me to go. I told her, “Agar badme petrol nahi mila aur gadi ruk gayi toh kahin phans jayenge. Aap padhao inko main aaunga 20 minutes mein.” (If we don’t get petrol later, we will be stranded. You teach them, I will be back in 20 minutes.)

She again hesitantly agreed. I left her there and went outside and took my bike to a nearby dhaba. I sat and waited for their messages to come to the group. I messaged the group at around 9 pm and again after 40 minutes or so, but there was no reply.

I was scared but somehow knew they wouldn’t force her. Then, around 10, they replied to the group with a short video of my Mom. Written below the video was, “Hamne kaam chalu kiya hai.” (We have started our work to seduce her.) In the video, I saw Mom sitting, but her saree’s pallu had clearly fallen.

She was engrossed in teaching, which means she was sitting with her blouse exposed to the boys. I asked them how it was done, and they didn’t give the exact answer. But said they flirted, seduced her, complimented her and melted her. I said okay, and then I was assured that she was safe.

Around an hour later of this video, around 11 pm, they cleverly gave me a video call. I saw Mom had gotten up and was removing her saree from her waist. These boys were whistling and cheering her. She removed her saree completely and kept it aside.

She came and sat between the boys again in her blouse and petticoat. She was very sweaty and her mangalsutra was glistening in the darkness along with her skin a little. And then the video ended.

After the video ended, I messaged the group, “Please koi jabardasti mat karna.” (Please don’t force her.) They reverted she is doing by her own will. Then, around 11.30 pm, I received another video call. The camera was showing the view from the floor and faced a little up.

In this call, I saw Mom standing in the kitchen with a ‘lota’ in both her hands. She was drinking water. One boy was standing behind her, and he seemed to be just in his underwear. He was rubbing her belly and navel region and giving light kisses on her back on neck.

He very briefly then cupped her boobs on her blouse. My Mom’s reaction was to remove his hand. But in the meanwhile, she ended up dropping the ‘lota’ on her body and wetting the blouse along with her petticoat with water.

One boy shouted, “Arey kya hua?” (What happened?) This boy behind my Mom replied, “Arey kuch nahi, uske ball pakde toh pani ka lota gira di apne pe.” (Arey, nothing, I just touched her boobs, and she spilt water on herself.) Then this boy got up and ran towards the kitchen. He was in his underwear.

He told Mom, “Aunty, ab tera blouse bhi gila hai aur petticoat bhi, ho sake toh utarde dono ko.” (Aunty, your blouse and petticoat are both wet. If you can, please remove them.)

My Mom replied, “Arey aise kaise utar du? Tumhare samne aise nahi aa sakti.” (How can I remove them in front of you guys? I can’t come out like this.)

The boy behind her replied, “Arey aunty ab aur bacha hi kya hai dekhne, itni toh nangi ho gayi hai, chal blouse chod petticoat pura gila ho gaya hai utar de na.” (Arey, aunty, what’s left to see. You are almost naked. Leave your blouse and at least remove your wet petticoat.)

Mom was hesitant to remove it. The boy behind pressurised her a little, and she gave in. The boy told his friend, “Aslam chal khol de iska petticoat.” (Aslam, open her petticoat.) He fingerlocked Mom’s hand from behind and raised them to give Aslam access to Mom’s petticoat.

As Aslam approached, Mom closed her eyes shut. Aslam then bent down, put his hands on the petticoat, pulled its string out and loosened it. The petticoat fell, and he collected it. For a minute, he rubbed Mom’s stomach.

He said, “Kya re itni garmi hai tereme ? Itna pasina ? Koi nahi aaj saari garmi utar jayegi.” (Aunty, there is so much heat in your body. You are so sweaty. Don’t worry. We will take it all out today.) Then, the boy behind left her hands.

Aslam caught her left hand with his right, and the boy behind grabbed her right hand with his left hand. They all walked towards the bed. As soon as they walked out of the kitchen towards the room, the other 3 boys cheered, seeing Mom in panty and blouse only.

Some shouted, “Arey aunty kya sexy lag rahi hai.” (Aunty, you are looking so sexy) and then the video call ended in a while.

I also had become horny by watching all this. But I didn’t have any place to go to. Hence, I had to wait, and after again 15 to 20 minutes, I received another video call. That was the sexiest, hottest call to date I received. After I picked it up, I was shown my Mom, from top to bottom.

My Sanskari Mom was lying on her back, her head tilted to one side. One naked boy’s dick was inside her mouth, and the other boy on the other side was tapping his dick on her cheeks, on her nose. The camera then went below, showing her mangalsutra, which had accumulated near her neck.

Below that started her cleavage, and below her cleavage were her boobs. Her blouse was opened, and her bra was pulled down. Her boobs were taken out of her bra in that way. Two horny young boys were biting and sucking and chewing her big brown nipples.

And her hands were holding these boys’ dicks on either side. Her underboobs were completely sweaty, and the camera went down towards her belly. It was being rubbed by the boys sucking her boobs, who were also fingering her sweat-filled navel.

Now, the camera went south, which showed the start of her underwear. It was taken to one side, and her hairy pussy was being licked by the boy taking the video. He showed how he was in detail, licking her pussy, with her legs wide open.

This went on for more than 10 seconds, after which the video call got disconnected.

The very next second was a message on the group addressing me, “Bhai aaja andar ab aur storeroom ke khidki mein khade ho jaa, tu aane ke baad aunty ko pelna chalu karenge.” (Brother come inside and stand near the storeroom window and watch, we will start fucking her once you are here.)

I rushed to the garage after reading this message and replying okay on the group.

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Hello All. This story belongs to Vanita. She is not keen to share her contact details but wants to share her experience in the portal.

I am Vanita, married with a kid. I had a sexual experience with one of the writers, and my hubby was involved with him.

I am from Andhra Pradesh and live in Hyderabad. I am married to Tarun. I belong to a poor family. My father is running a household shop, and my mother is a cook. I have a sister, younger than me. I grew up in a traditional and ethical environment at home.

On the other hand, my Hubby Tarun is from a rich background without any ethics. We had an arranged marriage, and soon I figured out Tarun is psycho nature. We had our first night in Goa. He didn’t satisfy me, but he showed his true colours on the first night.

He was taking my Mom’s name while pressing my boobs and expressed his intentions to fuck my Mom. I was disappointed with his bad words towards my Mom. Day by day, I started to see his psycho behaviour. He used to press my boobs in front of his parents and sister.

He usually opens the door while I change my clothes. I felt bad and insecure with him. My MIL and SIL saw me nude because of my hubby’s behaviour. Later in the month, I understood that I was his second wife. The first wife gave divorce to him because of his behaviour.

I was shocked to know about his first marriage. I didn’t inform my parents because they would be sad. My father doesn’t have the intention to marry me with the wrong match. I have a 7 years age gap with Tarun, and I never thought he was married earlier.

After 3 years of marriage, I was pregnant with him. Post my delivery, we both shifted to a separate house with the kid, but his behaviour has not changed. He always wanted to fuck my Mom, and his negative thoughts were very bad and scary.

During the COVID time, he used to read sex stories. Also, he was having an affair with two women. The affair was developed during my pregnancy, but both women wanted financial support from Tarun. He used to have sex chats and exchange nude pictures with them.

I didn’t stop him because I found peace with him during the quarantine time. Kavita and Yamini were the women’s names. Post quarantine, Tarun fucked them at our place. I see dissatisfaction from Kavita and Yamini as Tarun is not good at sex.

I know Tarun’s stamina, and he speaks a lot, but he is not good at sex. They both need financial assistance from Tarun as their business was washed out in covid time.

One day, Tarun read a sex story in the portal and he got angry with the author. Tarun believed that the story was fake, and he wanted to prove the story was unreal. He engaged Kavita in that task and asked her to sleep with the author. The story’s author is from Hyderabad.

Kavita refused to meet the author. I was expecting Kavita not to meet the author as she wants financial support from Tarun. Kavita is not slut, and as expected, she refused. Tarun got angry, and he offered good money to Kavita. Kavita’s mind has changed with that money and she accepted to sleep with the author.

I was disappointed and informed MIL that Tarun offered a big amount to a girl for an unknown reason. On the other hand, Tarun was jumping with joy without any reason.

Kavita slept with the author. She was impressed with the author as he fucked better than Tarun. Tarun got angry with Kavita’s feedback, and he blasted her with desi words. Anyways, Kavita left Tarun as she got money from him. She was happy to break the relationship with Tarun, too.

Tarun didn’t learn the lesson from Kavita, and he offered the same proposal to Yamini. Yamini slept with the author and gave the same feedback to Tarun. Yamini’s feedback was rude to Tarun. She broke the relationship with Tarun as soon as she got the money from Tarun.

I was breaking my head. I educated him not to do these tricks as he lost the money. The author enjoyed both the girls for free of cost. Later, Tarun asked me to sleep with the author. I refused him and informed MIL about his work. MIL was disappointed and discussed this issue with Tarun.

Tarun got angry because of his mother’s involvement, and he shared semi-nude pictures of me with the author. He asked the author to fuck his Mom, sister and me on the same bed. Luckily, the author denied my husband’s offer and it’s a huge relief for me and MIL.

Later a week, my MIL had an attack and was hospitalized for a week. Then Tarun became busy due to office work. He started to visit the office as work from home was lifted for him. He used to be tired once he reached home.

Later, Tarun did not bring up this topic. My life became busy with motherhood and office life. Mostly, I saw positive behavior from Tarun. He started to take care of the kid. I sense his love towards me, his parents and the kid.

After a year and a half, Tarun told me that he booked a hotel in Ooty for the holidays. I was happy as his behaviour had changed over the years. Tarun did some shopping for me. He bought some good, sexy nightgowns, bras and cosmetics for me. I was surprised, and I got sexual feelings for him.

The day has arrived and we reached Chennai late at night. He booked a good beach resort, but we slept as soon as we checked in due to tiredness. The next day, we woke up early, and the resort had a good ambience with a private beach. Tarun took me to the beach, and he made me wet on the beach.

My night dress was wet, and my private parts were seen over the dress. Luckily, it’s a weekday, and no one is around in the beach resort. We went back to the room and had a shower. I was horny as I was in water for an hour.

Tarun asked me to wear a single-piece dress without a bra. I wore it as we were not going outside. We had our breakfast in the restaurant, and we walked hand in hand around the resort.

We reached the room, and he unpacked the condom packet box. It has more than 10 condoms with different flavours, and he hugged me from behind. I wanted Tarun to fuck me immediately. I placed his hand on my thighs, and suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

I was disappointed and hubby opened the door and hugged the person. I was in a single piece, and immediately, I covered my chest with a towel. It was an embarrassing moment for me as condoms, and my bras were on the bed. My legs were exposed.

He saw my cleavage before I put the towel around my neck. Then Tarun says
“My lovely wife, he is Madhan, and he will fuck you so kindly cooperate.” Tarun said to Madhan, “Bro, fuck her hard, and I want to see love bites all over the place. She is your slut.”

I was shocked, and literally, my mind stopped working at that moment. Tarun took my kid and closed the door. Madhan removed the towel from my body. He was staring at my body with lustful eyes, and I was emotionally broken. He put his hand around my waist.

He kissed my forehead and then cheeks and chin and touched my lips. I got conscious when his lips touched my lips. I understand Tarun cheated me with his emotional behaviour. But I decided to defend not to have sex with Madhan.

But I was late to respond to Madhan. He pushed his tongue inside my lips and was making me wet. I was cooperating with him with a French kiss. Our lips were touched, and our tongues were in contact with each other.

It was not about the kiss at that moment. He pulled me towards his chest and hugged me tightly. In return, I was hugging him and not breaking the kiss. My hands were moving around his back. I started supporting Madhan without my knowledge. I was not sure what was happening to me.

He broke the kiss and moved to my neck. He was sucking and biting my neck like a vampire. I was hugging him and allowing him to leave marks on my neck. I was not sure what was happening to me. I was losing my resistance and surrendering my body to him.

Slowly, I loved his energy, and his kisses were making me horny. I was hugging him tightly. He was kissing and biting my neck. I was favouring Madhan without any reason. He unzipped my dress and removed my single-piece dress without any trouble.

I was cooperating with him like his girlfriend. My 36b boobs were open for his service. I knew I was going in the wrong direction, but Madhan was not giving me a break to relax my mind. He tickled my brown nipple and bit it smoothly. Then he removed his tee and jeans without wasting any time.

I love his clean, shaved chest. My pussy was wet after seeing his bare chest. Then he removed his underwear, and my eyes were on his dick. My hands moved on my nipple as soon as I saw his dick. It’s a clean-shaven dick, thicker and longer than Tarun’s.

Madhan’s dick was tempting, and I was rubbing my nipples and biting my lips. He took my fingers from my nipples, and he started to rub my nipples with his fingers. I can’t control my moans once his finger touches my nipples. My nipples were erect, and I was moaning.

I got goosebumps, and my pussy was oozing badly. Without my knowledge, I held his dick in my hand and was moaning, “Aah fuck me.” He put my boob inside his mouth and started to suck my boob one after another. And I was rubbing his dick.

I love his dick, and I was moaning. He finished with my boobs and left marks on my 36b. He touched my pussy over my panty. This time, we both connected with a French Kiss. It was a wild kiss without any boundaries. We exchanged our saliva, and he bit my lips.

He cuts my lips with his teeth and makes me feel good pain. Then Madhan said.

Madhan: Can I see your pussy? (Ni puku chudana?)

I don’t like bad words, but he requested in a way I did not say no to him. I nodded my head in a shy.

Madhan: Can I kiss your pussy? (Ni puku baguntada?)

I hugged him and said, “It’s all yours, and fuck me.” (Dengava please, puku ni dengu).

Then he pushed me on the bed and held my waistband. I raised my waist, and he slowly took out my panty. I was nude and closed my eyes with shyness. He touched my pussy with his index finger and crossed my legs wider. He kissed my thigh and teased me.

I was moaning and biting my lips. He spat at my pussy, and I was desperate for sex. I was moaning loudly, but this time, I moaned badly. I was moaning like, “Madhan, ahhh, do something with my pussy, fuck it, please.” ( Puku ni dengu, modda pettu.)

I never used bad words in my life, but he was making me a Desi slut. I was very desperate, and he rolled his tongue over my pussy. Oh! Fuck! It’s enough for me. He buried his face and ate my pussy. I was rubbing his head. My legs were in the air. My moans were high when he was licking my pussy.

He then pushed his middle finger inside my pussy. It was magic for me as his middle finger touched my spot. He was giving me a different flavour of pleasure. He continued the licking for more than 10 minutes, and I never imagined it in my dreams.

Later, he complimented me that my pussy was so sweet and loved to lick more (Ni puku bagundi, inka istava.) I felt shy and said, “You make it sweet, and it’s all yours.” Then he said, “Taste my cock.” I was thinking whether to take his dick or not.

I never had Tarun’s dick inside my mouth, but the room aroma was different. I didn’t find any option to say no to his proposal. I nodded my head, and he understood that I love to give blowjob to him. He quickly moved to 69 position, and my lips and tongue touched his dick.

I was a little nervous, but he pushed his thick meat inside my mouth. At the same time, he was licking my pussy. Slowly, slowly, I started to take his dick and sucked his dick like a lollipop. On the other hand, Madhan was licking my pussy at a good pace, and I could not resist myself.

I was full of wetness and made his face wet. Finally, I stopped licking his dick and asked him for a fuck. He smiled and wore the chocolate-flavoured condom. The bedsheet is wet, and I crossed my legs wider. He spat my pussy hard and rubbed pussy with his dick.

Slowly, he started to push his dick inside the pussy. My hands were on his back, and he pushed his big dick inside my pussy. He pushed it quickly. Tarun takes more than 3 minutes to push his dick completely. Madhan did not speak anything while pushing his dick inside my pussy.

Tarun speaks all the dirty words on the earth and makes a lot of noise. Madhan was quite opposite to Tarun, and he started to thrust his dick. He was pushing in and out at a good pace. My moans became louder and louder with his thrusting speed.

Soon I heard thap thap noise, and his lower abdomen was hitting my pussy hard. That made my moan louder and louder, and he was not stopping it. I started to feel pain, and I was moaning, “Stop, stop, please.” But he didn’t show any mercy and fucked me like a monster.

He stopped thrusting after 15 minutes and left me with sweat and pain. I never had a fuck for more than 5 minutes in my life. But Madhan fucked me for more than 15 minutes, and my position was bad. I was breathing heavily, and he was cuddling me and playing with my boobs.

I was settled after 10 minutes, and by that time, his dick was erect again. I know he wants one more round from me. But I never had a second round in my life. Apart from that, I was tired and left with no energy. Madhan quickly took my boob inside his mouth and sucked it like a small baby.

I was trying to escape but I surrendered myself due to tiredness. Then he sucked my neck and cleavage and removed his condom. I became nervous once he removed the condom, and my heartbeat was very high. He quickly pushed his dick inside my mouth, and I was not expecting from him.

His dick was full of dried cum, and I was licking his dick. He was pushing my head towards his dick. His dick was reached deep inside my throat, and he cum inside my throat.

I loved his rudeness. I swallowed his cum and sucked his dick. Post that, he put on a condom and positioned me in doggy style.

It will be continued in the next part. Kindly share the feedback at [email protected].