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“Prijesh, your sandwich is ready!” I called out, balancing the plate in one hand and a mug of steaming tea in the other. I navigated the cosy, dimly lit living room.

I glanced over at the couch. My husband’s younger sister, Shrejal, lay sprawled out, engrossed in a reality show on TV. The soft fabric of our matching nighties hugged our curves, hinting at the secrets they kept hidden beneath.

“Thanks, Sandhya,” Prijesh said, grabbing the plate from me. He took a bite. I couldn’t help but notice how his eyes lingered on Shrejal’s bare legs peeking out from the hem of her short nighty.

Shrejal looked up, catching our gaze, and giggled. “What are you two lovebirds staring at?” she asked, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

“Just admiring your choice of TV shows,” Prijesh said with a smirk, his eyes flicking back to the screen before returning to me. “But maybe we could all watch something together.”

Shrejal’s smile grew wider as she sat up, crossing her legs, causing her nighty to ride up even higher. “Oh, I don’t mind,” she said sweetly. “What do you guys prefer?”

“How about a movie?” I suggested, setting the mood with a double meaning. “Something… fun.”

Shrejal’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “What kind of fun?” she asked, playing along. She reached for the remote, her nighty sliding down, revealing the top of her lacy bra.

“How about something with a bit of… drama?” I replied. Shrejal’s eyes lit up like Christmas lights, her curiosity piqued.

“I like thrillers,” she said, her tone making it clear she knew exactly what I meant. She scooted closer, our thighs touching through the fabric of our nighties. The heat from her body was palpable.

Prijesh cleared his throat, a hint of embarrassment in his tone. “I think I need to sleep,” he said, setting his plate aside. “You two can enjoy the movie.”

Shrejal and I exchanged a knowing glance. Her hand grazed my thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through me. “Sure, we’ll keep it down,” I promised, my voice laced with a double meaning. As Prijesh disappeared into the bedroom, the air in the room thickened with anticipation.
The TV flickered to life with a seductive scene, and I turned the volume down low. We leaned into each other, our nighties brushing against one another’s skin. “Is this the kind of drama you had in mind?” she whispered, her breath hot on my neck.

“Mm-hmm,” I murmured, feeling my pulse quicken. I slid my hand over her thigh, feeling the heat and the softness of her skin. Shrejal leaned closer, her eyes glued to the TV screen as the scene grew more heated. “This is definitely… interesting,” she said, her voice low and sultry.

I nodded, my heart racing. “It’s got all the right elements,” I agreed, my hand moving higher up her leg. The simple cotton of her nighty was no match for the fire between us.

“Well, you see,” I began, “the movie’s plot is like a dance. Two people, drawn together by an irresistible force.” My hand inched higher up her thigh, feeling the goosebumps rise in response.

Shrejal’s breathing grew shallower, her eyes never leaving the screen. “Yeah?” she whispered, her voice thick with curiosity. “What kind of dance?”

“The kind where the leading ladies can’t keep their hands to themselves,” I said, my hand reaching the apex of her thighs. The movie’s soundtrack of sultry whispers and soft moans played in the background, a soundtrack to our silent seduction.

Shrejal’s eyes widened, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she shifted slightly, giving my hand better access. “Oh, I see,” she murmured, her voice a purr. “And what happens next?”

“Well,” I said, my fingers tracing the edge of her panties, “sometimes, the dance leads to… intimate moments.”

Shrejal’s eyes remained on the screen, but she was no longer watching the actors. She was watching my hand, which had moved to caress her inner thigh.
The fabric of our nighties was thin, and I could feel the heat emanating from her core.

“Intimate moments?” she repeated, her voice a seductive whisper.

“Mm, like this,” I said, my fingertips grazing the damp fabric covering her pussy. She gasped, her body jolting slightly.

Shrejal’s eyes widened, but she didn’t protest as my hand moved further, my fingers brushing her panties. She leaned into my touch, her breath hitching.

“You know, Prijesh might not like this,” she whispered, but her body was telling a different story. Her legs parted slightly, giving me more room to explore.

“Shh,” I said, placing a finger to her lips. “Let’s not spoil the surprise.” I slid my hand under her nighty, my heart racing as I felt the smoothness of her bare skin.

“But, but…” she stammered, her protests weakening as my hand found its way to her panties. Her breath hitched again as I lightly brushed the fabric over her clit.

“You’re ready to wet,” I whispered, my voice low and filled with desire. Shrejal’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. But she remained silent, her eyes still glued to the TV.

“What are you doing?” she breathed out, though she didn’t stop me from slipping my hand inside her panties. My fingers found her slick folds. I began to play with them, spreading her wetness around her sensitive clit.

Shrejal’s eyes darted to mine, and for a moment, I thought she’d stop me. But she didn’t. Instead, she bit her bottom lip and leaned into my hand, her hips moving in a silent plea for more.

Shrejal’s body tensed as my finger circled her clit. She squirmed, trying to keep the noise to a minimum as I teased her, the TV’s volume acting as our cover.
“Do you like that?” I whispered, my voice as soft as the fabric of our nighties.

She nodded, her eyes never leaving the screen, as if afraid that looking away would shatter the moment. “Mm,” she moaned, her voice barely above a breath. “It’s… intense.”

Her body was responding, and I knew she liked it. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her virgin tightness envelop me. She was wet, so wet. I moved my thumb back to her clit, applying a gentle pressure that made her squirm.

“What… what happens next?” she managed to ask, her voice a sultry whisper. I slid another finger into her tight pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness surround me.

“Well,” I said with a mischievous smirk, “the plot thickens.” My thumb circled her clit, pressing harder with each pass, making her body quiver.

“Mm, yes,” she whimpered, her eyes glazed over with lust. I leaned back, arching my back, pushing my boobs out, making my nighty zip open, exposing my bra-covered breasts.

Shrejal’s eyes flickered down, seeing my cleavage, her chest rising and falling with anticipation. “Would you like a taste?” I offered my voice a soft purr. I reached behind my back, my movements slow, and unclipped my bra. It fell away, revealing my firm, round boobs to her eager gaze.

Shrejal’s eyes widened, and she nodded, her breath coming in quick gasps. “Yes,” she murmured, the word slipping out like a secret she hadn’t meant to share. I removed my bra with a simple twirl.

My breasts bounced slightly before settling into the cool air. “You like?” I asked with a naughty smile, watching her gaze travel over my bare chest. Shrejal licked her lips, her eyes locked on my naked breasts.

“Very much,” she murmured, her voice thick with desire. I could see the want in her eyes, the kinky thoughts racing through her mind. I leaned back, giving her a better view. I took a deep breath, my chest rising, making my nipples harden into tight peaks.

“Would you like to touch?” I asked, my voice a seductive purr. She nodded eagerly, her eyes never leaving my breasts. Shrejal leaned in, her hand shaking slightly as it reached for my chest. Her fingertips grazed my nipple, sending a delicious shiver down my spine.

“Nice,” she murmured, her eyes half-closed as she took in the sight of my exposed breasts. “So… soft.” Shrejal’s hand hovered over my chest, her fingertips dancing just above my skin before finally making contact.

She traced my areola with a feather-light touch, her eyes locked on mine, searching for approval. Her eyes widened at the praise, and she grew bolder, her palm cupping my breast.

“Would you like to suck them?” I suggested, my voice low and full of need. Shrejal’s gaze darted to my mouth before dropping to my chest again. She sucked harder, her tongue swirling around my nipple. I felt my pussy clench in response.

“Mm, yes,” I moaned, my voice a mix of pleasure and surprise. Her inexperience was kinky. I found myself enjoying the way she eagerly took to this new experience. She took my nipple between her teeth, gently biting down. The sensation was electric, and I felt my pussy pulse with need.

With each nibble and suck, she grew more confident, her hand exploring my other breast, kneading and pinching. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, the sound muffled by the TV’s volume. I took her hand, my hand shaking with need, and guided it down my stomach, over my pelvis, to my throbbing pussy.

Her eyes went wide, but she didn’t resist. I slipped her fingers inside my panties, my wetness coating her hand. “Feel me,” I instructed, my voice a soft command. Shrejal’s hand was warm and tentative as she touched me, her fingers trembling. They slid over my swollen clit. She gasped.

“Wet,” she murmured, the simple word loaded with wonder and desire. “So wet.”

“Mm, yes,” I whispered, my voice low and full of need. “Keep touching me.”

Shrejal nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. She slid her hand further into my panties, her fingers gliding through my wetness. “Wow,” she murmured, her voice filled with awe. I chuckled at her innocence, guiding her hand to show her how to touch me.

“Just like that,” I said, my voice breathy. “But let’s get rid of these.”

With a wink, we both stood, our nighties slipping to the floor. Naked, we were like two goddesses in the soft glow of the TV. Shrejal’s eyes roved over my body, and I felt a thrill at her hungry gaze.

“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “I’ve never seen… anyone like this.”

“Thank you,” I murmured, a naughty smile playing on my lips. “Are you a virgin?”

Shrejal nodded, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. “Yes,” she said softly. “But I want to learn.”

We stood there, our bodies exposed, our hearts racing with anticipation. The air was thick with desire, and our nighties were discarded like forgotten secrets on the floor.

“Let me show you how it’s done,” I whispered, dropping to my knees in front of her. The sight of her young, untouched pussy made me even wetter. “Spread your legs,” I instructed, my voice filled with a gentle authority.

Shrejal did as she was told, her legs parting to reveal her glistening pussy. I leaned in, my mouth watering at the scent of her arousal. “Ready?” I asked, my eyes locked on hers.

“Yes,” she breathed, her voice trembling with excitement. “Teach me, Sandhya.”

I leaned in closer, my mouth mere inches from her sweetness. “Let’s make this interesting,” I whispered, my tongue darting out to trace the curve of her labia. The taste of her arousal was intoxicating, making my pussy throb with anticipation.

With a gentle nudge, I encouraged her to lie back on the couch. Her legs spread wide open for me. I kissed her inner thighs, the softness of her skin against my lips as I worked my way up. “You’re going to love this,” I murmured, my voice thick with desire.

“What are you doing?” she gasped as I kissed closer to her sweet spot. “You know, the things sisters-in-law aren’t supposed to do.” I didn’t answer with words. Instead, I let my tongue speak for me. I licked her pussy, a soft, slow motion that made her squirm and gasp.

“But it feels good,” she said, her voice filled with wonder and a hint of mischief. “So good.” I nodded, smiling against her skin. “Mm-hmm,” I murmured, my tongue tracing patterns on her clit. She arched her back, pushing her breasts towards me, and I took the hint.

My hands cupped her firm, young tits, squeezing gently. “These are so perfect,” I whispered, licking my lips as I took in the sight of her. “Just like ripe fruit, begging to be tasted.” I leaned in, taking one of her nipples into my mouth and rolling it with my tongue.

Shrejal’s breath hitched, her body responding to my touch. “Oh, Sandhya,” she murmured, her hands fisting in my hair. “That feels… naughty.”

“Does it?” I asked with a mischievous smile, my tongue delving into her wetness. “Or is it just… delicious?”

Shrejal’s eyes rolled back, her grip on my hair tightening. “It’s… both,” she managed to say, her voice strained.

“Oh, oh, Sandhya,” she whimpered, her hips rocking against my face. The simple, naughty words grew more urgent, more demanding. “Don’t stop.”

My tongue danced around her clit, flicking and teasing until she was panting, her body tightening around my fingers. “I’m going to cum,” she whispered, the confession barely audible.

“Good girl,” I murmured, my mouth moving faster. “Cum for me, Shrejal.”

Shrejal’s body tensed, her eyes squeezing shut. “Sandhya,” she gasped, my name a plea on her lips. And then she was there, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her pussy pulsing around my tongue.

Her juices flooded my mouth, sweet and tangy, a flavour I’d come to crave. I lapped it all up, savouring every drop as she moaned and trembled above me. It was a simple act, but oh so kinky.

“Oh, Sandhya,” she gasped, her body still convulsing with pleasure. “That was… wow.” Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of satisfaction and disbelief.

“It’s just the beginning,” I assured her with a wink, licking my lips clean of her sweet juices. “Now, it’s your turn to taste the forbidden.”

Shrejal’s eyes widened with curiosity, and she nodded eagerly. I laid back on the couch, my legs spread wide, offering her my dripping pussy. “Come here,” I whispered, the kinkiness of the moment making my voice husky.

Her eyes darted to my wetness, and she licked her lips, a mix of excitement and nerves playing across her features. She knelt between my legs, her face level with my sex. “I’ve never…” she began, her voice trailing off.

“It’s okay,” I assured her, my hand resting on her cheek. “Just do what feels good.” I guided her head closer, my thumb gently pushing her chin down. She took a deep breath, her eyes closing as she leaned in.

Her mouth hovered over my pussy, her hot breath sending shivers down my spine. Then, with a soft moan, she took the plunge, her tongue darting out to taste my wetness. The sensation was electric, a simple yet kinky thrill that made my toes curl.

“Mm,” she murmured, her eyes opening to meet mine, her lids heavy with desire. “So… good.” I nodded, a smug smile playing on my lips. She was a natural.

Shrejal leaned in closer, her tongue tracing my slit, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Your pussy is so sweet,” she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. “I want more.”

“Take it. Prijesh also liked it,” I urged, my voice thick with desire. “It’s all for you.” I watched as she eagerly obeyed, her tongue delving deeper into my folds, her nose nuzzling against my clit. The sensation was incredible, a simple yet kinky act that had my body on fire.

“You’re doing great. Your mouth feels the same as Prijesh’s,” I whispered, my hand tangling in her hair. Her eyes met mine, questioning, but I just nodded, my hand guiding her closer.

She was doing just fine, better than I could have ever hoped. I felt myself getting closer to the edge, my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue.

“Oh, yes,” I breathed, my voice low and needy. “Just like that.” My fingers curled into the couch cushions as she licked and sucked, her inexperience only adding to the kinky thrill.

“Mm, you’re getting it,” I whispered, my voice filled with lust. “Just a little more.”

“You’re going to make me cum,” I told her, my voice a mix of praise and command.

Shrejal looked up, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She nodded, eager to make it happen. “Okay,” she murmured, her mouth still full of my pussy, while her hands pressed my boobs. She sucked harder, her tongue swirling around my clit.

My pussy clenched around her tongue, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips. “I’m cumming,” I gasped, the words a declaration of the simple yet kinky pleasure I felt.

My pussy clenched, and with a final flick of her tongue, I came. My cum spurted into her mouth. “Mm, yes,” I moaned, my body shuddering with the intensity of my climax. “Lick it all, dear.”

Shrejal’s eyes widened, but she eagerly lapped at my pussy, tasting every bit of my sweet release. Her tongue darted out, catching the last drops that trickled down my thighs. “So naughty,” she murmured, her voice filled with excitement.

“Mm, yes,” I agreed, my breath still coming in gasps. “But that’s what makes it fun, right?” I reached down, my hand tangling in her hair. “You like that?”

Shrejal nodded, her mouth still full of me. She looked up, her eyes shining with a mix of mischief and curiosity.

“I want to do that to you,” she whispered.

“Scissoring,” I said, the word rolling off my tongue with a seductive edge. “It’s when we interlock our legs and grind our pussies together.” I spread my legs wider, giving her a better view of my wetness. “Would you like to try?”

Shrejal’s eyes sparkled with curiosity and a touch of excitement. “I’ve never heard of that before,” she said, her voice filled with wonder. “It’s a kinky little trick,” I whispered, my hand guiding hers to my wetness. “It’s like we’re fucking each other, but with our pussies.”

I leaned in closer, our breaths mingling. “Ready to try?” Shrejal nodded, her eyes wide with excitement. We shifted on the couch, our legs entwining. Our pussies met, my wetness coating her thighs, her juices making me slick. We started slow, our hips gently rocking together.

“Mm-hmm,” I murmured, my hips grinding against hers. “Do you want to use anything else in your pussy?” The question hung in the air, thick with double meaning and lust. “like cock’?”

Shrejal’s eyes grew wide with excitement, and she nodded. “I’ve never… but I want to,” she admitted with a blush.

“Don’t worry,” I assured her, a wicked smile playing on my lips. “We’ll save that for another time.” For now, we had each other, and that was more than enough.

Our bodies moved together, our pussies sliding against each other, creating a delicious friction that had us both panting. “It’s like we’re one,” she murmured, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

“Exactly,” I said, my voice a sultry purr. “We’re connected in the most intimate way possible.”

The room was filled with the soft sounds of our breathing, the occasional sigh or moan slipping out as we found our rhythm. Our bodies were slick with sweat and desire, the scent of our arousal hanging heavy in the air.

Our movements grew more urgent, our breaths quickening as we approached climax. “Cum with me,” I whispered, my voice a gentle command. Shrejal nodded, her eyes never leaving mine as we moved in perfect sync.

“I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and shock.

“Good,” I murmured, my orgasm building. “Cum for me.”

With a final grind of our hips, we both came together, our bodies shaking with the power of our shared climax. Our pussies pulsed and throbbed, our juices mingling as we gasped for air.

“That was amazing,” Shrejal said, her voice filled with awe.

“It was,” I agreed, smoothing her hair back from her face. “And it’s just the beginning.”

And as we lay there, our bodies still trembling, we couldn’t help but wonder what other naughty adventures awaited us. The night was still young, and our appetites were insatiable.

“Let’s keep going,” I whispered, my hand sliding down to her pussy again.

There’s so much more to explore.” We switched off the TV, and it was fully dark. Shrejal nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. We shifted on the couch, our bodies moving into a sixty-nine position. This was a simple, kinky move, a classic that never failed to deliver.

“You’re going to love this,” I murmured, my breath tickling her ear. She was on top, her head between my legs and my face buried in her pussy. We continued, our mouths worshipping each other’s pussy, our tongues delving deep, exploring the hidden depths.

Her taste was like a drug, making me want more, crave more of this kinky taboo. Shrejal’s body tensed above me, her pussy quivering as she approached climax. “Cum,” I whispered, the simple command filled with urgency. She did, her sweet release filling my mouth while I fed my cum into her mouth.

Our moans mingled in the darkness, a symphony of simple pleasure, kinky and raw. Her eyes rolled back, and she swallowed. The act of sharing our juices adds to the naughty thrill of the moment.

“Your pussy tastes heavenly,” I whispered, licking my lips. She blushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Mine too,” she said, her voice a breathy purr.
We kissed.

Our kiss was a mix of sweetness and naughtiness, a simple yet kinky act that seemed to encapsulate the essence of our forbidden tryst.  Her mouth tasted of me, a flavour I found myself craving more and more.

Thanks for reading the story, and send me your comments to [email protected].

After I reached the garage I opened one side door which they had already given me the key. I directly entered the storeroom. After closing the door silently and securely, I went and stood near the window. My Mom and these boys were lying.

My Mom’s head was directly below the window and her legs were in the front spread wide open. The boy who was at her hairy pussy saw me coming. He licked and fingered her pussy more aggressively and made my mom cum. Then he stopped licking her pussy.

Now he raised himself and took his dick in his hand and told Mom, “Aunty, ab andar daal raha hu. Thoda dard hoga sehen kar le badme maza ayega jamkar” (Aunty, I am putting it inside now. It might be painful, but bear with it.)

Now my Mom had removed the dick from her mouth, and she told, “Arey beta, tumne bola tha na sirf thodi Masti karenge aur ruk jayenge. Firkyu yeh sab kar rahe ho? Main shadi shuda hu yeh sab nahi kar sakti, aur mera beta bhi aa jayega kabhi bhi.”

(You had told me that we would have some amount of fun and we would wait. So why are you proceeding ahead? I am married, and I cannot do this. Also my son might return any time.)

The boy who was positioning himself laughed and told her, “Ab itna kar hi liya hai toh ek baar andar toh dalne de bass fir bandh kar denge.” (We have done this much, so let me see by putting it inside. We will stop after that.)

Then some other boy added, “Aunty, rahi baat tere ladke ki. Usko hamne bol diya hai ki aunty hamare ghar rukegi aaj ke din hamare family ke saath. Toh woh nahi anewala abhi. Tu sirf ab puri raat enjoy karne ka soch bass”

(We have already informed your son that you will wait with us at our home with our families. So don’t worry about him anymore. You concentrate on enjoying the night)

My Mom was shocked to hear that they had said this. She said, “Tum log bohot chalakh ho.” (You guys are too cunning)

Then the boy told, “Chal fir ab shuru karte hai.” (Yes, let’s start then.) He then proceeded to remove my Mom’s panties completely, and threw them aside. He told his friends, who were sucking her boobs, to hold each of my Mom’s legs tightly up.

He said, “Arey ek toh yeh tight hai, bohot chillayegi aur mujhe baar baar pairon se adayegi toh kass ke pakdo.” (She is tight, and she will shout a lot. She will obstruct me with her legs, so you guys hold her legs up firmly.)

My mom hearing all this told, “Beta please aaram se karo mera bohot dino ke baad ka hai.” (Please go easy on me. I am having sex after a lot of time.) Then someone told him, “Rizwan, thoda mohobbat se kar, phaad mat dena.” (Rizwan, please do it lovingly, don’t tear her up).

Then I saw Rizwan with his right hand on his naked cock. It might be around 7 inches. Tap it on my Mom’s pussy, and with his left finger splitting her pussy and rubbing his dick on her pussy. Then after some seconds, he positioned his dick’s mushroom on her opening.

He gave a push by his hips, due to which the cock got pressed on her opening. Mom let out a moan but it didn’t go inside in the first push, so he again gave some more, and some part went inside. He pushed one more time. Now the mushroom of his penis was inside her completely.

Mom let out a loud ‘Aah’ and exhaled audibly. Rizwan then waited and repositioned himself, bringing his knees closer towards my Mom’s ass. I pushed his dick a little more inside. Some more half-inch of his dick might have gone inside. Mom feeling the pressure on her pussy of his size, let out a scream.

Mom then swayed her head left & right in denial and pleaded to him, “Mat dalo andar bohot bada hai, mein mar jaungi.” (Don’t put it inside, it’s too big I will die) One guy told her, ” Arey aunty, chup ho ja thoda dard hoga hi na.” (Aunty, shut up, it will pain for some time)

Mom replied, “Nahi bohot dard ho raha hai, nikalo nikalo.” (No, it’s paining a lot; please remove it)

Then someone pacified her again, and Rizwan told her, “Aunty sunn tujhe starting mein hi dard hoga badme maza aayega, Aslam, ek tel ki choti bottle rahegi kitchen mein woh leke aa.” (Aunty, it will pain in the start. Later you will get pleasure, Aslam get the oil bottle from the kitchen).

Mom had now closed her eyes and stopped sucking the penis, and was breathing loudly. I saw Aslam getting up, going into the kitchen, getting a coconut oil bottle and handing it over to Rizwan. Rizwan now removed his mushroom head and leaned back and took a huge amount of oil, and rubbed it on his dick.

I was watching Mom and me while doing it. He said, “Lagta hai iski bohot dino se chudai nahi hui hai, bohot tight hai yeh.” (It seems her fucking has not happened for a long time, she is too tight) Another boy said, “Koi nahi raat bhar mein ho jayegi na loose.”(Don’t worry, she will loosen up the whole night.)

I saw Mom. She was still saying, “Nahi Nahi.” Now Rizwan took another good amount of oil and massaged it on my Mom’s opening. Inside it, I saw him entering first 1, then 2, then 3 fingers. Mom now had closed her eyes and tightened her lips.

She was still holding the 2 penises of the boys who were holding her legs up. Aslam didn’t resume his position back near the left side of his head. So the boy on her right side now asked her to put his dick in her mouth.

Once again, Rizwan, after massaging his shaft 2 3 times, took position near her pussy. He kept it near her opening and gave a push. Now, the head slid in easily, but Mom again let a moan.

After hearing her moan, Rizwan said, “Saali, abhi bhi nakhre kar rahi hai, Abey aunty ab toh tel bhi dala hai, ab aur kuch nahi kar sakte, dard ho raha hai toh sehna hoga chup chap.”

(You are still throwing tantrums. We have put oil also, now we cannot do anything more, now if you feel pain, bear it).

To this, Mom didn’t utter a word, and I guess she might have accepted what was going to happen next. Rizwan asked her to open her eyes and look at him. Mom did, and he then proceeded to put his dick deep in her pussy. Now, he started giving her little strokes by holding her waist in his hands.

He slowly gave her 7 8 strokes, due to which around 3 4 inches of his dick was inside her. Now, he asked his friends to move aside. He now leaned on my Mom completely. Just some distance remained between his mouth and my Mom’s mouth.

He told Mom, “Sunn aunty, ab mein thoda fast karunga, mera lund tere aur andar jayega. Ab dono ko maza ayega, toh tere pair mere kamar pe bandh le, aur kiss kar mujhe khulke, samajh tera pati hi terko chod raha hai.”

(Listen, aunty, I will now fuck you fast. My dick will go deeper in you, and we both will enjoy it now. Keep your legs on my back, and accept my kisses openly. I think that your husband is only kissing you).

Mom said, moaning, “Beta ab aur kitna andar jayega, bass karde bohot ho gaya.” ( Son, how much more will it go? Please stop.) Rizwan just responded, “Haan haan, dekh le tu.”( You see for yourself.)

Now Rizwan, while giving my Mom some strokes, tapped on her legs. Mom raised her legs and wrapped them around his back. Mom’s hands, also by default, got wrapped around Rizwan’s back and his head. Rizwan kissed Mom. He also held her face in his hand.

Now, he started giving her long strokes. Mom, in response, started kissing Rizwan back. She started moaning in pain and pleasure. After some more 5 minutes of this, his complete 7 inches of the penis was inside her.

I heard one boy say, “Ab pura gaya andar uska, ab dekh kaise pelega isse.”(Now that it’s completely in, he will fuck her hard).

And yes, he was right. Now that Rizwan was completely inside, he began non-stop, vigorous fucking of my Mom’s pussy. He used to continuously fuck Mom for about 3 to 4 minutes.

Mom used to cum once, take a break of about 10 to 15 seconds by keeping his dick at the deepest point inside. Then again, begin pumping. The whole room was filled with my Mom’s moans, Rizwan’s voice, and my Mom’s payal and bangles noise.

I thought, “Kabhi mom ki payal aur chudiyan, unke chalte hue itni nahi baji hongi, jitni abhi bajj rahi hai.” (My Mom’s anklet and bangles might not have produced this much sound while her walking as much as they are producing now during her fucking.)

The whole room was filled with these sexy voices. Also, the whole room, due to no fan available, smelled of the sweaty smell of Mom and these unclean boys. My Mom sweats a lot. Her armpit smell was the majority of the smell coming into this room.

Also, I glanced at the watch. It was somewhere over 12.30 am. I thought this was going to be a long night. Just one of the 5 horny boys has started with Mom, and more than 4 are remaining.

By the way, my dad had called me twice, once around 9 pm and another around 10 pm, to know our whereabouts. I told him we were at Nani’s place and we would be staying here for the next 2 to 3 days. He was a chill guy. He might have had 2 or 3 pegs of his favourite scotch on the rocks.

He would be enjoying his alone time. Unknowing of his wife’s deception, of how she will be fucked the whole night by 5 young labour class ultra horny boys.

I now saw Rizwan still pumping my Mom. After more than 2 3 minutes, he let out a huge grunt. He came inside her after more than 4-5 strong strokes. His dick was pumping his venom inside her. After which he collapsed on my Mom and rested for some time.

My Mom, knowing what had happened, still asked him, “Tune pani andar hi choda kya?” (Did you cum inside me?) Rizwan didn’t pay any heed, and he got up, withdrawing his semi-erect and completely wet cock from my Mom’s pussy. And he went and sat on the side.

My Mom immediately took her saree, which was lying near to her. She covered herself with the saree and wiped her pussy with the saree.

One boy laughed, saying, “Aunty ab kya tu chupa rahi hai hame apna badan? Aur chut pooch kya fayda, uska pani andar tak gaya tere.” (Aunty, why are you hiding your naked body from us? And what’s the use of wiping your pussy, when he has cummed deep inside you.)

Mom didn’t reply to this and lay there motionless, wiping her face with her saree. Now, another boy named Aslam came near Mom and tried to remove her saree, saying, “Chal chal ab meri baari hai.” (Now, it’s my chance.)

Mom, now shocked and realising the reality, told them, “Arey ruk ja baba abhi abhi toh hua hai, thoda time de.” (Arey, wait, it just happened to give me some time.)

Aslam told her, “Aunty, tu itna nakhre kar mat haa, jaldi jaldi tange khol aur 3 ladke bache hai tujhe chodne.” (Aunty, don’t delay. Open your legs quickly. 3 other boys after me are waiting to fuck you.) He proceeded to remove Mom’s saree.

After her saree was taken away, Mom told them, “Mujhe pehle washroom Jana hai,” (I want to go to washroom first). Aslam cried, saying, “Kya nakhre hai yaar tere, shee, theek hai chal uth jaa.” (You have so many tantrums. Okay, get up.) He grabbed my Mom’s hand and made her sit.

My Mom’s hair, which was still in a bun, was let loose by her. She somehow was made to stand by Aslam. H was holding her and helping her to walk, which she was barely able to do now. Mom and Aslam then walked towards the washroom, which earlier she had denied using, due to hygiene issues.

As soon as they both went in, another boy came towards the window and asked, “Kya bhai kaise laga apne maa ki chudai dekh kar ?” (Brother, how did you like your Mom getting fucked ?)

I told, “Bhai bohot jyada mast thi chudai, aur woh ladke ne kya mast choda usse” ( Brother, it was amazing, and that boy fucked her well.) Hearing this, Rizwan raised and waved his hand at me.

I told this boy, “Agar ho sake, toh maa ka chudte hue ek aisa video banao, jisme woh bole ki yeh sab uske marzi se ho raha hai. Taki badme woh kahi kisiko complaint vagare na kar de.”

(If it’s possible, make a video of Mom getting fucked, where she says that all this is happening by her will and consent. So that she doesn’t complain against you guys later.)

He said, “Haan, sahi baat hai. Mein bolta hu in logo ko” (Yes, you are right. I will inform them.)

We all then waited in awkward silence, and this boy again went down and sat down there. But for another 5 to 10 minutes, when they didn’t return from the washroom, another boy went and checked the washroom.

He came out and told everyone, “Abey woh chutya woh randi ko andar hi pel raha hai. Kya bahar laane bolu na usko?” (Arey that Aslam is fucking that prostitute inside only, should I ask him to get her out ?)

Then Rizwan said, “Aunty kaise hai? Matlab darwaza dekh paa rahi hai kya?” (How is she positioned? Is she able to view the door?) Then that boy replied, “Nahi be, drum pe jhukaya hai usne aur piche se shot maar raha hai” (No, he has bent her over the drum and is fucking her from behind.)

Rizwan then looked at me and came near the window. He told me, “Bhai, tujhe dekhna hai toh aaja andar.” (Brother, if you want to see, come in) As soon as I heard this, I went in. Then, me and Rizwan proceeded towards the bathroom. As we neared the bathroom, I heard a huge clapping noise.

Rizwan went and peeked in first and talked to Aslam, “Abey kya bey Aslam, idher hi pel raha hai isse, acha hai aise hi pelte reh hai rukna nahi bilkul.” (Aslam, you are fucking her here only, good, keep going on, don’t stop.)

Then Aslam replied, “Haan samjha mujhe.” (Yes, I understood.) Then Rizwan came back and whispered, I can go and watch. I first peeked to know their position, and after knowing Mom couldn’t see me I went in.

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Hello All. I was very horny after watching Ramya’s sex with the neighbour. I watched her sex footage a couple of times. Ramya’s facial expressions, her boobs movement in women on top and her moans made me very horny. I was keen to fuck her hard after watching her video and left home with that mindset.

I reached home at around 1 am and Ramya was in a deep sleep. She wore a full-length night suit, and I closed the door and removed my clothes. I kissed her cheeks and there was no response from her. Further, I removed her full-length dress and made her nude. She opened her one eye and nodded her head.

I understand she is in deep sleep and her nodded head means not to disturb her. She covered her nude body with a blanket and closed her eyes. But I removed her blanket and pushed my tongue inside her lips. I held her hands hard and ensured my full body was on her.

I continued the lip kiss, and she was trying to escape with me on the bed. Her hands were not moving, her 36 boobs were crushing my chest. She was trying hard. But I didn’t allow her to move an inch and continued a lipkiss for close to 10 minutes.

I broke the kiss and she was breathing heavily and was looking angry towards me. I held her boobs while she was breathing and moulded both the boobs very hard. She was moaning and I understand it’s painful to her. I held her hands again with a tight grip and started to bite her brown nipple one after another.

Then I started to Suck her boobs one after another. My blood was heating, and I was sucking her boobs hard and treating her very rough. Then I moved down and rubbed her pussy with my palm. Her pussy is not wet. I slapped her pussy. She shouted, “What is wrong with you and what happened with you?”

I said, “I want sex, my bitch.” I pushed my middle finger inside her pussy. She moaned ahhh, and I was pushing middle deep inside her pussy. She was trying to push me out with her hands. But I pushed my index finger and started to rotate both the fingers up and downwards.

Then I crossed her legs widely and licked her pussy. Her hands were trying to push my head, but she failed. I am 5.10 feet, and she is 5.2 feet. Her short hands did not reach out to my head while Licking her pussy. I held her thighs tightly while licking her pussy, and she was not able to escape from me.

I licked her pussy for around 10 minutes and made her wet. I forcefully kneel and push my dick inside her mouth. I see, there was no interest from her for the blow, but I was in horny after seeing her sex video. Without any mercy, I pushed my dick inside her mouth without her interest.

I was pushing my dick hard inside her throat and was shouting at her like, “Bitch! Whore! Take all my cum.” I cum heavily in her throat, but I did not take my dick from her mouth. I was pulling her hair and pushing her head. I was slapping her lips, nose, and tongue with my dick.

I spread my cum all over her face and inside her mouth. After that, I pushed her on the bed and spread her legs widely. I rubbed her pussy with my dick. I pushed my dick completely inside her pussy. I held her hands tightly, and my chest was crushing her boobs.

I increased my thrust speed. Without any mercy, I was holding her hands tightly and fucking her hard. I loved Ramya’s moans. Her moans were like, “Please, please, leave me, not able to breathe, leave me.” But I was very horny and fucking her without any mercy.

Later, I fucked her ass and went to sleep. I had sex for more than an hour, which I did not expect. Her sex video makes me wild. The next day, we fought, and Ramya started to sleep with the kids. After a week, Ramya visited the house, and she started to talk with the neighbour over the phone.

She was saying that the other bedroom would be a little dark by 4 pm but not fully dark. I did not get a full understanding of the conversation between them. I was watching via CCTV, and I was experiencing a voice break. After a week, Ramya’s periods were over, and she visited her house.

I didn’t spot him, but they both talked over the phone for close to an hour. They both are going to meet in the next three days. I installed the spy camera in the bulb holder and two other places in the other bedroom. Ramya planned to visit my mom’s place.

After that, she met the neighbour and reached Bangalore by 10.00 pm. I supposed to go with her, but due to business commitments, I dropped out. Ramya reached her place by around 2:30 pm. She reached before time. She replaced the room curtain with thick curtains.

The room looked dark, and she covered the furniture table with clothes. Ramya placed the candles in the bedroom line by line. She ensures candle wax is dropped on the cloth. After that, Ramya called the neighbour and disconnected the call.

She took a cover from the wardrobe and walked towards the dressing area. I did not install any spy cameras in the dressing area. The dressing area was like a small room, and 3 sides were covered with mirrors. So, I thought it was not a safe place.

Nearly 45 minutes later, she came to the bedroom. Her costume is very sexy. I still remember the costume. It’s bright red, and her ass cheeks are visible. It’s not covered with cloth. She didn’t wear a bra, and I can see her 36 boobs. She took out all the accessories from the wardrobe and placed them on the bed.

Handcuffs, a little mask, blindfolded cloth, a vibrator in dick shape (Dildo), perfume and a few more. She started to light the candles in the room and sprayed perfume around the room. She looked very sexy in the background of the candlelight.

He called her mobile, and she turned off the camera 1. He reached home at around 5 in the evening, and they both hugged tightly. They both went inside the room, and he blindfolded her and pushed him on the bed. He hugged her, and his hands were all over Ramya’s body.

He kissed her neck and lips. Then he undressed her without wasting any time. He bites her nipple softly. Ramya was moaning softly. He picked up the handcuffs and locked her wrist to the bed. Now Ramya can’t move her hands and can’t see anything due to being blindfolded.

She was lying nude on the bed. Her nipples were erect, and looking sexy on the bed with sexy curves and clean shaved pussy. He dropped his dress without wasting any time. He came over to her and started to kiss her forehead, chin, lips, cheeks and neck. He pressed her boobs softly.

He started to lick her nipple smoothly. I could see Ramya breathing heavily and raising her legs. Her moans were sexy, like, “Ahh!” He moved his hand over her pussy while sucking her nipples. Ramya’s mood was high at that point, and she spread her legs wider.

He was rubbing her pussy, and her moans were, “Ah, it’s getting wet, kiss my pussy.” But the neighbour spat on her pussy. He spat hard at her and said, “You bitch! Call me Master.” He spat again. I see pain in her face. The neighbour picked up the dildo and he pushed the dildo inside her mouth.

Ramya was so desperate and was sucking the dildo. I could hear a slurping sound, and all of a sudden, he took it out of her mouth. Ramya seems to be not happy. He teased her with an in and out of dildo from her mouth. Ramya was chasing the dildo when he was taking it out.

She was moaning, “Master, please, please Suck me.” But he started to brush her cheeks, chin, boobs and neck with dildo. Blindfolded Ramya was asking him to put inside her mouth. He moved the dildo on her bare ass. Ramya’s moans became louder.

He started to suck and bite her nipple, and at the same time, he was rolling a dildo on her ass. Ramya was moaning. He moved the dildo between her ass cheeks and sucked her boob. He became arrogant and sucked her boobs hard. Ramya was moaning and her expression was pure wild.

All of a sudden, he pushed the dildo inside her ass crack. Ramya was not expecting it. She started to moan heavily as soon as he pushed inside her ass. At the same time, with another hand, he started to rub her pussy with his thumb. Ramya was moaning, “Master!”

Her pussy was leaking, and he was sucking her boob. Her moans were louder and worse. He spat her pussy with the stick and shouted at her. “My dirty sex slave! Don’t moan, and let me enjoy you.” Ramya was not able to control her moans, and he slapped her ass cheeks and sat on her boobs.

He slapped her cheeks with his dick, and he kept his dick near her nose. He ordered to smell his dick like a dog. Ramya was sniffing his dick and was rolling her nose on the tip of the dick. The neighbour was arrogant and, still sitting on her boobs, pulled her hair hard.

Ramya smelled the dick and dickball. After that, he pushed his dick inside her mouth. Ramya was licking his dick with blindfolded eyes. Soon he took out his dick from her mouth and moved out from her boobs. Ramya’s facial expressions became sad as soon as he took the dick from her mouth.

Fuck! Ramya moaned loudly and requested him, “Master! Please Suck me your dick! Please.” But he didn’t offer his dick and removed the dildo from her ass. He started to roll the dildo around her pussy, and Ramya was moving like a snake.

And again, he pushed the little part of the dick inside her mouth in the 69 position on the bed. Ramya was sucking it aggressively, but he removed his dick and started to tease her. Ramya was jumping and trying to find his dick with blindfolded eyes.

But that bustard was not offering his dick. Ramya was requesting him to keep his dick inside her mouth. He placed his dick on her nipple and started to rub her nipple one after one with his dick. Ramya moans and shouts at him to put her mouth.

He slowly moved his dick toward his mouth, and finally, Ramya’s mouth was filled with his dick. Fuck! She was sucking it like a slut. I can see her happy face while licking the dick. After some time, he put the dildo inside her mouth and took out his dick from her mouth.

The dildo looks like a 10-inch dick with good thickness. Ramya was sucking the rubber of the dildo. He cum on her face and boobs. He could not release huge cum on his boobs. Ramya was moaning loudly. She raised her legs and hips. Her facial expression was wild.

Ramya was shouting, “Fuck me, fuck me, you bastard, asshole, don’t tease me anymore.” He spread her legs widely and rubbed her pussy with dildo. Fuck! Ramya was moaning badly, “Mother fucker, fuck my pussy, fuck it.” I never hear those bad words from her, but it’s making me very horny.

He was pushing a 10-inch dildo vibrator inside her pussy. The dildo is thick and long. He was pushing a dildo in her pussy, and Ramya was moaning. Her expressions were making me crazy, and Ramya was enjoying the dildo. He pushed the dildo into her pussy, and then he started to thrust harder.

Ramya was moaning, “Do it faster, Master, Master, do it fast, make it speed. Faster, faster.” Dildo must reach very deep inside her pussy. She never experienced it with me or my neighbor. He thrust for close to 10 minutes, and then he wore the condom and started to fuck her in a missionary position.

Ramya was enjoying the real dick, but her moans were not louder, and her facial expressions were not the same. Finally, he stopped and removed her blindfold and handcuffs. She hugged him tightly and kissed him. Ramya was looking tired and sweaty.

After some time, they got up from bed and switched on the fan. Candles were blown out with a fan wind and Ramya went inside for a shower. Meanwhile, he started to put down the candles, accessories and other stuff in a big cover.

Ramya got ready in her original dress, and the neighbour, too wore his dress back. She checked everything in the room and ensured she packed every small thing on the cover, including the dildo.

She switched off camera 1 and went outside along with the cover. She again put the fire on the cover with the help of kerosene. Ramya didn’t leave the place and stayed for at least 20 minutes to ensure all the items were burnt completely.

The neighbour left the place, and Ramya went back home. I switched on camera 1 and left the place at around 7. I was keen to know about the dildo as it can’t be burned completely. Nevertheless, I decided to fuck her hard tonight.  I will continue in the next episode.

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Hello everyone. Welcome to the 3rd part of this series. This series is the closest to my heart because it entails the first sexual encounters of my life and the kind of chemistry I and my cousin sister Tina shared. Having known each other for less than a decade, we had come a long distance from being completely unknown about each other to someone who couldn’t dare spend a day without thinking about each other.

This was the actual description of our relationship in 2009. As described in the last part, we both had our first sexual encounter with each other. It wasn’t a full-blown sexual act. All we did was just foreplay, that also she didn’t allow me to even touch her pussy above the clothes. But we were happy with whatever had happened.

So, let’s continue the story of my thrilling experiences with my sister Tina.

2009 – 2010

Tina went back to Delhi and I went on my international trip. We both used to miss each other a lot. But it wasn’t the world of WhatsApp where we could just message each other and say whatever we were feeling. It was a world that taught us patience. We had to wait to talk to each other. The phone call rates had come down drastically. But still, it wasn’t free.

We both went on with our lives. The phone calls had increased to once a day. We used to share about everything. Mind you, we still were not discussing about sex or anything. We didn’t even discuss whatever happened when she was in Mumbai. But we didn’t feel the need for it. We had connected on a much higher plane.

Then, one day, I received a call from my cousin that she was on the verge of breaking off with her boyfriend. She said that he wanted to get physical and even tried to force her to take off her clothes and tried to forcefully do things with her. She didn’t want to do anything with him.

I was enraged. I was saying all kinds of foul things to him. She was crying. I tried to pacify her. I told her that she should just break off with him. At the end of the call, we both agreed on that, and she broke off with him. And I was happy. I was so happy that finally, she broke off with him. I was so jealous of this guy and now he was out of the picture.

Our call time had increased a lot. I joined the office with my dad. But I used to take out time for her whenever she wanted. It was like we both were in a relationship.

Tina depended on everything on me. She was trying to take her entrance exams for an MBA. So she was taking all my help regarding any presentations or PPTs. We had the best time together. My phone bills were increasing, and my dad pulled me aside one day, saying to decrease the phone calls. He didn’t ask with whom I was talking or anything. So I purchased another prepaid sim just to talk with her.

Whenever in the night we knew we were going to talk long, I would change the SIM and we would talk for hours in the night. The conversation would range from anything to everything except for sex. We had even given each other nicknames. The ‘Babu’ and ‘Baby’ which get so much flak right now, were our common terms when we used to talk with each other.

So, in the year 2010, one day, she bought the topic of our sexual encounter. We had not discussed it since it had happened. She just mentioned it casually. I instantly got excited. Then I tried to bring the conversation to the point. I told her it was my most memorable moment with her. She also said the same thing. She said that she never enjoyed the sexual aspect of her relationship with her bf. But with me, it was different. It was like a natural thing that happened between us. It was also the same for me, except I didn’t have any gf.

Jokingly, I told her that I regarded her as my gf. She laughed and said that it was the same for her too. She had started regarding me as her bf. I was relieved. That night, we were just talking about sex. When you start talking about it, there is no end to it. I told her about masturbation and how girls masturbate. I told her to try it. She was apprehensive. She had never done it.

I told my cousin to relax. Then I started talking about sex. About what had happened between us. Then I moved forward the conversation to what I would have done more with her if she wouldn’t have stopped me from touching her pussy. She was also getting excited. Then I told her to remove her clothes.

Tina would remove one garment and then tell me. Then I would say what I was doing to her. (Like, a normal sexual talk that happens over the calls). Then I told her to remove her panties. She was fully naked. I was also fully naked on my end.

Then I told her to place her fingers on her pussy. She said it was wet. I told her that this was the excitement that we felt. Then I told her to locate the clit on the top of the vaginal opening. She located it and then I told her to rub it. All the while, I was describing to her what I was doing to her.

I told her that she was lying on the bed, and I was lying on top of her. I was kissing her on her face and lips. Then I went down to her neck. All the while, my hands were roaming around on her body. My hands had come up to her boobs. I was pressing them slightly. Then I brought my face down to her boobs and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I was sucking her breast like a newborn child. I wanted to drink all her milk. My other hand was playing with her other breast. All the while, I told her to rub her clit with her fingers.

She had started moaning with all my descriptions and was not saying anything else. She told me that her eyes were closed, and she was imagining whatever I was saying I was doing to her. I was also holding my cock in my palm and rubbing my cock. My cock had started secreting precum. I continued.

I told her now I was taking my hands down to her pussy.

Me: Wow, your pussy is so hot.

I was rubbing my cousin sister’s pussy lips from the top. Then I opened the pussy lips and I could feel so much wetness down there. I then tried inserting one of my fingers inside. It was so tight it was not going inside. Then I brought my finger to her lips and told her to suck on it and make it wet. She took my finger in her mouth and made it wet. Then I bought the wet finger back into her pussy and tried inserting it again. It went inside a little. I took it back out and inserted it back again.

Tina was moaning all the time I was describing all this to her on the call. She told me that she was again feeling like she was going to pee. I told her not to stop. I told her that she was nearing an orgasm and going to enjoy it a lot. She continued playing with her clit. And I continued with my description on the phone.

I told her that I have started to fully enter her pussy with my fingers. Her pussy had got so wet that it didn’t hurt her even when my finger was going inside. She was in the face enjoying my touch on her pussy. My finger was going in her pussy very fast. I was fucking her with my fingers.

Tina gave out a loud moan. She was going to have an orgasm. It was also the first orgasm which she had while masturbating. I could just hear her moans while she was cumming. She couldn’t shout much lest her parents hear it. So it was muffled sounds of moaning. But it was music to my ears. After a while, my cousin relaxed and just, WOW. She said that it was exhilarating.

Tina was physically tired and wanted to sleep. I said ok and kept the phone. Then I went into the bathroom and masturbated myself. It didn’t even take me more than 20 seconds to cum. It was built up over an hour of sexual talk. Then I slept as a happy man.

As we moved on through 2010, we used to talk about sex and stuff a lot. Then she got a laptop as a birthday gift from her parents. And it was the best thing in our life at that time. Because now we could video chat. It opened a world of possibilities for us. We both made a Yahoo ID and started chatting on Yahoo Messenger.

We started video calling and chatting for hours in the night. My dad once commented that I was not fully focused on the office work. We had to cut down our video calling because her MBA entrance exams were also coming. We stopped video calling a month before her exams.

After her exams got over, one night when we were on a video call, I asked her whether she could show her boobs to me. Till now we never did sexual video calls. It was always about seeing each other while talking. She agreed. Then she opened her tees. She was wearing the same white color bra that she was wearing here in Mumbai. Her breast size had increased, and now they were 34″. They seemed bigger and fuller than the previous time.

I commented to her: Why do you wear such an aunty-type bra? There are so many different types of sexy bras that come on the market. Try and purchase those kinds of bras.

My cousin agreed. Then I told her to take off her bra. She instantly unhooked the bra, and there, behold. Those were my little beauties. I told her to rub her nipples, pinch them, and make them erect. She continued doing whatever I said.

Till then I had also removed my shorts and was stroking my dick. I asked her whether she would want to see my cock. She instantly said yes. And I move my webcam down a little. Tina could see me stroking my cock. I could see the amazement in her eyes. She had seen my cock before. But this was a new experience. And what had happened between us was a long time ago.

I then asked her whether she could show me her pussy. She thought a little and then agreed. I was excited. I was going to see her pussy for the first time. Tina put the laptop on the bed and got up on the floor. Then she moved the laptop towards her and removed her pajamas. She was wearing a maroon-colored panty.

My heartbeats were increasing. I was going to see a pussy for the first time. She just rubbed her legs with each other feeling the excitement build up inside her. Then she tugged at her panties and moved to pull them down.

Slowly, my cousin removed it. I remember it as it happening right now. She first brought her panties down to her thighs. She was standing a little away from the screen. There was hair on her pussy. Not the extreme kind of hair. But medium size. Then she removed her panties all the way down.

Tina had closed her legs as if feeling shy. My heart was in my mouth. My mouth was completely dry. I told her to move a little back so that I could see her complete body fully nude. She obliged. I could see my sister fully naked. She was feeling shy and did not see the laptop. My cock was fully hard and my hands were moving on the shaft. I was close to cumming. I told her that I was going to cum and then I had an orgasm.

Oh my god. What an orgasm was that. I was seeing a female nude for the first time and it was my sister. It was incest but it didn’t feel bad. My sperm had landed on my chest and my stomach. It was so powerful. My heart was racing for a minute. Then I told her I was going to the washroom to wash up.

When I came back, she was sitting on the bed. There was a big smile on both of our faces. I told her I couldn’t control it after seeing a nude for the first time and just blasted my sperm all over my body. Hearing this she started laughing. She was still nude but she had put the laptop on her lap. She had covered her breasts with a towel.

I told her: Why have you covered?

She said: I was feeling so shy and weird.

I asked her to the towel from her breast. She did it. Then I told her that I wanted to see her pussy up close, so please put the laptop between her legs and make the laptop as close to the pussy as possible. She did that, and her legs were around the laptop, and the laptop was directly between her legs.

Now I could see her pussy quite clearly. The pussy lips were rounded inside. And some hair was coming over her clit.

She was feeling shy. She was moving her hands over her pussy trying to hide it sometimes.

I told her: Relax, we are not doing anything wrong. We both love each other and like each other. So just relax.

Then I told her to open the pussy lips. She obliged. I could see some pink portions of her pussy. I told her to move the laptop closer to the pussy. She did it. Now I could see her pussy clearly. Some hair was there on her pussy so I asked her to move them aside. I could now see her clit nestled just above the pussy lips. It was heaven for me.

My cock had become erect again. It felt as if I had not had an orgasm before. I was stroking my cock. Tina laughed a little at me. Then I told her to start masturbating. I wanted to see her orgasm. I started having sex talks with her.

Then I told her I was between her legs and wanted to taste her pussy juice. So I took out my tongue and gave her pussy a light lick. But I couldn’t feel any taste difference. So I parted her pussy lips and took my tongue inside her pussy. Now I could feel the salty taste of her pussy.

Oh, I liked it so much. I wanted to taste it more. So I started licking my cousin’s pussy. My tongue was going inside and then coming outside again and again as if I was fucking her.

Her pussy was so wet now. She was moaning like anything. She was enjoying my touch on her pussy. Then I took my thumb to her clit and started rubbing it.

She started moaning a lot. I knew she was close to an orgasm. So I continued with my sex talks for like 30 seconds and she said she was close to an orgasm.

By then, we had countless sex talks and orgasms with each other. But it was the first time that I was going to see her have an orgasm. Her fingers were moving on the clit at a fast pace. Her eyes were closed and she was just listening to the sex talks which I was saying. She was imagining the things I was doing to her. And then it happened. It was the first orgasm that I had seen.

Tina stopped moving her hands on her clit. She was static and then the dam burst. Then she was shaking badly and started moving her fingers hard on her clit while her pussy spit out vaginal juices. Her eyes were closed. After a few moments, she relaxed. The bed got wet. She got up and went to the bathroom while I was just sitting with my eyes closed imagining her and I had an amazing orgasm too. I, too, got up to clean.

When we both came back, we both had a satisfied smile on our faces. She told me that this was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She was so happy. We chatted for a few minutes and then we bid our goodbyes and went off to sleep satisfied.

This was our weekly routine. I didn’t want us to do it daily and the charm goes away. We weren’t used to masturbating daily, either. We did masturbation on the call once a week. And once a week we did video calls. This was our weekly routine all through 2010. She even got those fancy padded bras to wear on my saying. She used to go to the shop and wear them in the changing room and click photos.

Then she would go home and mail me those pictures. I would say which ones I liked and then she would go to the shop and buy them.

Then came 2011, and I made a decision that changed our relationship. Follow my story about what happened in 2011.

This is the end of part 3. I have tried to describe to the best of my ability how we were feeling at that moment in time. Back in 2010, there wasn’t much technological upgradation like today. So we had to do whatever we had. But I still relish those moments now.

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Hi friends, mera naam Manoj hai. Main Delhi se hu. Yahan ki stories main regularly padhta hu. Isliye maine socha hai meri story bhi aap logon se share karu. Ye meri girlfriend Anu ke sath hue gangbang ke baare mein hai.

Main pehli baar meri story likh raha hu. Koi galti hui to neeche comments sections mein bata dena, agle part mein sudhaar loonga. Zyada intezaar nahi karwate hue seedha story par chalte hai.

Anu meri girlfriend hai. Wo bahut hi sexy hai. Uska stats hai 36-25-34. Usko dekte hi sabhi mardon ka lund khada ho jata hai. Anu sex addict bhi hai, aur ab tak kaafi baar kayi mardon se usne chut chudwayi hai. Par kabhi bhi gangbang nahi kiya tha.

Ye story 20th April 2023 ki hai, jab Anu akeli uski friend ki shaadi se wapas aa rahi thi. Us waqt wo sexy transparent black saree pehne hue thi. Tabhi jis cab se wo wapas aa rahi thi, uska driver usko dekh kar gande comments pass karne laga. Ye sunkar mann hi mann Anu uttejit ho gayi thi, par wo control karke rakhi. Wo jhooth-mooth ka gussa hoke driver pe chillayi.

Tabhi driver ne mann mein ye thaan liya ki Anu ka ghamand todega. Fir wo usko ek sunsaan jagah par le gaya, aur Anu ko ye kaha ki usko peshaab aaya tha, isliye wo yahan par lekar aaya tha.

Jagah aur mausam ke kaaran Anu ki chut geeli ho rahi thi. Usko malum ho gaya tha, ki aaj ki raat uski chut bahut tabadtod chudai hone wali thi. Driver car se utar kar uske 3 aur doston ko phone karke us jagah par bula liya. Tabhi Anu saare mardon ko ek sath dekh kar hairan ho gayi. Uska paseena chhoot raha tha.

Tabhi driver ne Anu ko gaadi se utarne ko bola aur wo utar gayi. Fir driver ne Gambhir awaaz mein bola, “Randi saali, tu mere pe chillayi na. Dekh aaj raat teri chut ko main aur meri dost phaad kar rakh denge”. Anu to pehle se hi randi thi, lekin fir bhi wo maafi maangne ka drama karne lagi. Jab ki andar hi andar wo bhi gangbang karwana chaahti thi.

Driver ne fir jaldi se Anu ki saree utaar di, aur blouse aur petticoat  dono phaad diye aur fenk diye. Abhi Anu sirf black color laced bra aur panty mein khadi thi, aur bahut hi sexy aur hot dikh rahi thi. Uske boobs uski bra se baahar aane ke liye machal rahe the. Tabhi driver ke ek dost ne Anu ke ek boob ko bahut zor se dabaya. Anu dard ke kaaran chillayi. Doosra dost doosre boob ko masal raha tha.

Ye sab dekh kar driver aur uske teesre dost ka lund khada ho gaya. Fir usne Anu ke baaki ke kapde bhi utaar diye, aur ab Anu nangi khadi thi chaar ajnabi mardon ke saamne, jinko wo pehchanti tak nahi thi.

Fir driver ne uske saare doston ko bola ki, “Doston is chikni randi ko main pehle chodunga, baad mein tum log chodna, theek hai?” Wo sab bhi maan gaye, aur driver ne pehle Anu ki body ke sath foreplay kiya. Foreplay ke dauran usne Anu ko 10 minute tak kiss kiya lips pe.

Pehle Anu jhijak rahi thi kiss karne ke liye. Lekin baad mein Anu bhi uske sath lip lock bahut maze se kar rahi thi, jaise wo koi pornstar ho. Aise hi saare doston ne bhi driver ke baad Anu ke lips pe lips lock karke uske lips suja diye. Liplock ho jaane ke baad driver Anu ke boobs ke sath, aur uska dost Anu ki chut ke sath khel rahe the.

Driver aur uska dost Anu ki body ke sath khel rahe the, aur Anu bahut hi mood mein aa gayi thi, aur sex ke liye machal rahi thi. Tabhi Anu ne bola, “Main tumhari randi ki tarah yahan machal rahi hu. Bana lo mujhe tum sab ki randi, chinaal, kutiya, sab kuch. Mujhe aur mat tadpao saalon, tumhari pyari raand ko.”

Ye sun kar wo sab log bahut hi khush ho kar bole, “Zaroor randi, tumko is tarah chodenge, ki tu khadi bhi nahi ho payegi saali.” Ye bol kar driver ne uski dono ungliyan Anu ki chut ke andar daal kar fingering shuru kar di. Ab ek dost chut chaat raha tha, aur doosra dost Anu ke boobs ke sath khel raha tha, aur uske nipples ko bite bhi kar raha tha.

Teesre dost ne Anu ke muh ke andar uska 9 inch ka mota kaala sa lund daal diya. Tab sabhi ke kapde utar gaye the. Sabhi mardon ke lund dekh kar Anu ki chut aur geeli ho gayi thi.

Driver aur baaki doston ne Anu ko ghutno par baithne ko bola, aur saare mard ek circle mein khade ho gaye. Tabhi Anu ek achi randi ki tarah ek-ek ka lund poori tarah andar leke choos rahi thi. Chooste waqt ek dost ne bola, “Yaar kya maal mila aaj. Bahut experience hoga is randi ko lund choosne ka. Bilkul ek pornstar ki tarah lund choos rahi hai.”

Anu ne 25 minute tak un sab ke lund choose, aur un sab ne apna-apna maal Anu ke muh ke andar daal diya. Wo randi ki tarah un sab ke maal ko nigal gayi. Uske baad driver Anu ki chut ke upar chadh gaya, aur apne 9 inch ke mote lund lo ek hi jhatke mein Anu ki chut ke andar dala diya. Anu dard ke kaaran bahut zor se chillayi. Fir wo driver Anu ki chut ko 40 minute tak chodta raha.

Fir bhi wo thaka nahi. Anu sochne lagi, ki sirf driver hi uska itna bura haal kar sakta tha, to baaki log kya karenge. Ye soch kar Anu ne behosh hone ka naatak kiya. Wo naatak asafal raha Anu ka, kyunki Anu dimag mein kya soch rahi thi, driver wo pehle hi pehchan gaya tha.

Doston is part mein bas itna hi. Agle part mein bataunga ki kaise Anu un sab se randi ki tarah chudti hai, aur uske baad kaise un sab ne Anu ko rakhail bana kar aur kaafi saare mardon se chudwaya.

Aap sab ko ye story agar pasand aayi, to like kare. Comments neeche comments section mein likh dena, main zaroor reply karunga.

Hi friends, in the last part, me and my Mom pleasured each other, pretending to be helping while taking a bath. Please read the last part to understand the story.

After our video shoot and bath, both were too tired and hungry. I thought Mom would be disappointed by our action, but she was acting normal. That gave me some relief. Mom prepared dinner. I went to the room and started editing our new Holi video.

It was an intense video. Even during editing, I got an erection seeing my Mom, Flora. As I was editing, Mom called me, saying dinner was ready. I didn’t hear that I was seriously editing. Mom came to my room.

I didn’t wear anything. I was in bed naked as I came straight from taking a bath. My dick was standing like a pole.

Flora: Something is standing upright.

I was shocked by my Mom’s voice. I tried to hide it but couldn’t.

Flora: Why are you trying to hide? We just took a bath.

Mom laughed and said, You silly boy, come on, dress up, let’s eat. I got up, took a towel, wore it around my waist, and went to the dining table. Mom saw me and asked why you were wearing a towel.

Me: I am tired, and I feel free.

Flora: What if Dad comes?

I laughed.

Me: You know how drunk he comes back home. he will just go straight to sleep.

Flora: Yeah, you are right.

As we were speaking, Dad came, and just as I told him he was fully drunk, he just went straight to bed.

We ate dinner and went to our rooms to sleep. I fully edited the video and even masturbated seeing the video of me grabbing Mom’s boobs and pretending to rub Holi powder. It gave me intense pleasure. Then I uploaded the video and went to sleep naked.

The next day, as usual, Mom came running towards my room and jumped on top of me.

Flora: Wake up, Beta, wake up.

Me: Don’t disturb me, Mom.

Saying that, I hugged her, rolled over came on top of her.

Me: Let me sleep.

I kept my head on her boobs and tried to sleep.

Flora: Come on, wake up. Our video is trending in the first place.

I was shocked by her words. I immediately opened the video. It already had 10 lakh views over the night.

Me: Oh my god, Mom, this video is on top.

I hugged and kissed her on the lips. She also responded well by kissing me back. I slowly placed my hands on her boobs, and my dick went between her legs. Pressing on her pussy, her dress is the only thing protecting Mom’s pussy from my naked cock.

After 15 minutes of liplock, Mom’s phone rang, which stopped our kissing. She answered the phone while I was still on top of her. It was my Dad. He is addicted to alcohol, but otherwise, he is a good father. After some time, Mom cut the phone.

Me: What is it?

Flora: Nothing. Dad said he would not come for lunch.

Because of the phone, our session came to an end. Mom told me to get up, and it was getting late to go to work. Mom didn’t say anything about the kiss. I know she loved it.

After that, I went to work after getting ready. As I was working, I got an email saying that our account was verified and it was ready to get money. As we already had 10 lakh views for many videos, money was credited, and after the transaction fee, I got 10500 in total.

I was shocked by that much. In the evening, I called Mom and told her to wear some fancy sarees and that we were going out shopping. I asked my employer to lend me a bike, saying that Mom was feeling sick and I needed to take her to the hospital.

He said okay. I took a scooter that came for repair, went to the ATM, and took 10,000 rupees out. After that came home to pick up Mom, and she came and sat on the bike.

Flora: Where are we going? Whose bike is this?

Me: It’s a surprise. We are going shopping for the next video.

We went to a dress store and told her to buy a saree. I then went to another section for ladies to buy a dress, which was going to be a surprise to Mom. Then, I billed it separately. Mom bought two sarees, and then we went to eat dinner in a hotel.

Flora: Where do you get that money? Tell me what’s going on.

I told her about the verification and the money we received. Mom was so happy. Today we spent 5000 rs. Then came back home. When we reached home, Mom couldn’t control her happiness, so she started kissing all over my face.

Flora: Oh my god, I am so happy it’s happened all because of you. It’s been ages since I have gone out for dinner.

Me: Cool down. We have to make more hot videos so that we can get more views.

Flora: I am all up for it. I will do anything you say.

My Mom is now fully in my control.

Me: Then come to my room after Dad is gone to sleep.

Flora: What’s the video about? Tell me.

Me: I will tell you when you come to my room.

Mom was so excited about making the next video. Dad came as usual and went straight to sleep. After that, Mom immediately came to my room.

Mom: What are we going to shoot today? I can’t wait.

Me: First, you have to wear this, Mom.

I gave her the dress. She was shocked to see the dress I gave her. It was a black baby doll dress.

Flora: Beta, do I have to wear this?

Me: What happened? You said you would do anything right.

Flora: But this dress won’t hide anything.

I opened the TikTok account and showed her Mom. Our Holi video has reached more than 25 lakh views. Don’t you want to make more videos like this? Mom thought for a while and said, Can’t I wear some other dress?

Me: If you want our videos to go viral, wear that dress.

I made her confused. she reluctantly accepted and removed all of her clothes and put on the baby doll dress. it was like no dress at all. It was fully see-through.

Flora: I feel shy.

Me: Come on, our Holi video was also like this, right? You didn’t even wear a blouse for that video.

Flora: You are right. What are we going to shoot?

Me: Waking up your son.

Flora: What?

Me: You’re going to try to wake me up.

Flora: How is it going to be tiktok?

Me: Just do as I say.

Mom wore her eye mask to hide her identity. I told her to stand near the door and give a sexy pose. She did it just as I said.

Me: Now say, son, it’s time to wake up.

Flora: Son, it’s time to wake up.

I was taking a video while she was acting. Then I lay on the bed and told her all the scenes and dialogues. Mom came near my bed.

Flora: Come on, son, wake up.

Me: Please, Mom, some more time.

Flora: I know how to wake you up.

She got on top of me and sat on my crouch.

Me: Mom, what are you doing?

Flora: I won’t get up till you wake up.

I paused the video and said to Mom, “Now move backwards and say, Ahhhh, something else has woken up.” I resumed the video. Mom laughed and said, “I know what you mean.” Then started acting.

Flora: Ah, something else has woken up.

Me: No, no, Mom, I need more expression.

Mom tried again and again, but she couldn’t say it sexily.

Flora, I don’t know, son, it’s not working.

Me: Then let’s stop. my dick is hurting because you are sitting on me.

Flora: Then what about the video?

Me: I don’t think you can do it.

Flora: No, no, I can do it, Beta. Please think of an idea. I will do anything.

Me: I have an idea, but I don’t think you will do it.

Flora: I told you right, I will do anything for the video.

Me: Okay, then let me put the tip of my dick inside your pussy so that when you move backwards, you make the sound I wanted. Will you do it?

She didn’t think at all. She just said I could do that. Then Mom came forward, lifted her ass, and pressed the tip of my dick on her pussy.

Me: That’s perfect, Mom. Now lean backwards, and when my dick goes inside, what you feel is what I want for the video.

Mom leaned backwards. My dick went inside her pussy. Mom moaned, ‘Ahhhh,’ but didn’t say the dialogue.

Me: Mom, why didn’t you say the dialogue? The sound and expression were awesome. Do it again.

She again moved forward and backwards, and my dick went inside her again. She moaned again but didn’t say the dialogue.

Me: We can’t finish the video until you say the dialogue.

Mom: Okay, I understand, but I can’t speak when your dick enters inside me.

Me: Come on, Mom, you can do it.

Mom: Can I try without your dick going inside?

Me: No, Mom now only you got the expression. Do it for the video.

Mom: Okay.

She tried again and again. The only thing she did was moan.

Me: Mom, are you okay?

She didn’t stop moving her ass. My dick was going in and out.

Flora: I can’t control myself, Beta. I can’t stop moving.

Mom started fucking me in cowgirl position, moving her ass up and down. I grabbed her ass.

Flora: This is wrong, Beta, oh my god.

Me: Just think it’s for the video.

Flora: For the video.

Me: Yes, Mom, it’s just professional. Nothing wrong with that, right?

Flora: Yes, yes, nothing wrong with that.

Me: Come on, I’m going to record again. Say the dialogue once.

Flora: Okay.

Mom said the dialogue perfectly this time, but she didn’t stop fucking me.

Flora: This is strictly professional, right, son.

Me: Yes, Mom, we are doing this only for the video. Now kiss me on the lips.

I kept the phone to the side, and Mom bent down and kissed me on the lips. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I flipped her around, came on top of her, and started pounding her.

Flora: Oh my god, Beta, don’t stop, don’t stop.

Me: Do you like making videos like this, Mom?

Flora: Yes, Beta, yes, I would love to make more videos like this.

I started sucking her boobs over her baby doll dress. Mom was moaning like crazy. I think she reached an orgasm. She clenched her legs around me. I was fucking the place I came out of.

After 20 minutes, I felt like cumming. I immediately took it out and cum all over Mom’s belly.

Flora: Oh my god, that’s a huge load.

I was still horny. I don’t know how to convince her for another round. Then she got up to leave my room.

Me: Are you leaving?

Flora: Yes.

Me: Can’t you stay to watch me edit the video?

Flora: Do you want me to stay?

Me: Yes, Mom.

Flora: Okay, I will stay.

She lay beside me. We are still naked. I edited the video and showed it to her. Mom loved it.

I cut the fucking session. Yes, my phone recorded the whole fucking session. Only posted the needed part. While editing process, my dick stood upright. Mom saw that and teased me.

Flora: Even after that huge load of cumming, your thing is still hard.

Me: Don’t tease me, Mom.

Flora: Ah, Beta, it’s alright, let’s sleep.

That was when I got the idea to fuck her again.

Me: Then let me sleep hugging you.

Flora: Of course, honey. You used to hug me all the time when you were little.

Mom hugged me, and my dick was pressing against her belly button.

Me: Mom.

Flora: What is it?

Me: Can I lay on top of you like I used to when I was a kid?

Flora: Of course, Beta, come on, come lay over me.

Flora lay flat, opening her arms. I came on top of her, my face on her boobs, my dick between her legs.

Me: Mom, what else did I do when I was little while sleeping?

Flora: Let me think, you used to suck on nipples all the time.

Me: Like this.

Saying that, I started sucking on her boobs.

Flora: Ahhhh, yes, you used to stink like that.

Me: Then what else do I do?

Flora: What else?

I was still sucking her boobs while Mom was thinking.

Flora: Hmm, you did something funny.

Me: What did I do?

Flora: One day, you humped me all of a sudden.

Me: Humped you?

Flora: Yes, it was funny. I think you saw me and Dad having sex.

Flora: You tried to imitate your Dad.

Me: Did I do it like this?

I started dry humping with my dick on top of her pussy.

Flora: Yes, yes, you did like that, ah.

Me: Did you stop me?

Flora: I told you you shouldn’t do that.

Me: Then what happened? Did I stop?

Flora: No, you didn’t stop. You humped me for days. Then I told you you could do it when you are older. Then you stopped humping me.

Me: I don’t remember me doing that, but Mom, you said you can do it when I am older, right?

Flora: Yes.

Me: Then now I can hump you right.

Mom smiled and said, I think you are already doing that, son. We both laughed, but I didn’t stop humping her.

Me: Mom, It is hard for me to hump you when my dick is standing like this.

Flora: What shall we do?

Me: Can I put it inside your pussy and hump you?

Mom smiled and understood what I wanted. Till now, me and Mom are pretending that we are doing things not in a sexual way. It’s just a mother-son thing.

Flora: Of course, honey, if it’s making you comfortable.

I pushed my dick inside her and started humping her slowly with a deep push. After a few minutes, I couldn’t control myself. I kissed Mom on her lips, pressing her boobs and fucking her.

Me: I love kissing you on the lips, Mom.

Flora: Yes, son, I, too, love it. Hump me, hump me more, son.

I think Mom reached multiple orgasms. After 15 minutes, I felt like cumming. I pushed my it deep and cum inside her pussy. This time I didn’t take it out.

We both slept hugging each other. Here, I stop the story. In the next, we are going to get caught by my father, so comment if you guys want that.

Hi guys. I am Siddharth, and I am 25 years old. This is my first post/series on ISS, and this story is very close to me.

My simple life took a turn 6 years ago when I was just a 19-year-old guy. Back then, I was a college student in Chennai. I was a hosteller and rarely visited home during holidays. So, most of my life was spent around college and hostel only.

This situation led me to meet a woman named Anita (32). She was a room cleaner who worked along with other women in our hostel. She was in charge of cleaning rooms on my floor.

Most of the people in my hostel either spoke Tamil or Telugu and rarely spoke Hindi. Most of us were from rich families who got into the habit of speaking English. Anita was only able to understand English and hence never spoke to the students.

This changed when she met a student who was staying in room number 26. Room no. 26 was my room. I was pretty obsessed with cleanliness. I always kept my room clean and never allowed anyone else in my room. Not even the cleaners.

This changed one day when Anita knocked on my door and offered her cleaning service. At first glance, she was a little shy around me, maybe because she thought I was like other rich students. They would make sexual comments about her.

Me: Mera room toh saaf hi hai. (My room is clean.)

It was her first time hearing Hindi from a student. Her eyes immediately lit when I spoke to her. Without thinking much, she asked me if I really spoke Hindi.

I told her it was obvious because I was from north India. I only spoke other languages during needs. She quickly got acquainted with me and spoke her heart.

Anita: Aapka room sahi hai. (Your room is nice and clean)

Me: Haan.

Anita: Aap kahan se ho? (Where are you from?)

Me: Ranchi, Jharkhand.

Anita: Jharkhand?

Me: Haan aur aap? (Yes, and you?)

Anita: Padosi hain aapke. (I am your neighbour.)

Me: Padosi? Bihar? Odisha? (Neighbor? Bihar or Odisha?)

Anita: Bihar.

After this first meeting, Anita and I became friends or say more than friends. Anita usually came to my room at the end after cleaning all the other rooms. She talked to me during her remaining hours. She told me that she travelled here with her husband 3 years ago in 2015.

Since then, they have been living in a small house near our hostel. Her husband Mohan was a worker in a factory. They also had a small kid who stayed alone during the day. Anita was a cheerful, submissive woman.

She followed my every advice whenever I gave it to her, from teaching her English to lending her money. Anita quickly became indebted to me. Her thoughts, not mine.

At the end of my first year, India got hit by the covid wave. Before I could go home, our hostel gates were closed. Only a few students, including me, remained and along with us some hostel employees too. Anita, who had her home near our hostel, was made the In-charge.

This is where our main story starts. During the wave, Anita never failed to visit me. She only visited her home in case of emergencies, so most of her time was spent in my room. One day, it was around 1 pm when I suddenly got an urge to jerk off.

I never did that during the day. But since nobody was going to see me, I decided to have some ‘Me’ time. Anita did not come that day, which made me assume that she might have gone back to her place. So, I felt relaxed and pulled down my pants and oiled up my cock.

I opened some milf porn and started stroking. I did not want to cum so soon. So, I started building up my orgasm. I sat down on the side of the bed and stroked my cock slowly. (My dick size is around 5.8, by the way, if anyone is curious). After a while, I was getting close to climax.

Just a few seconds before I came, my door was pushed open by Anita. The sight was embarrassing. I only cum a few seconds after Anita got into my room and I wasn’t able to stop it. I pumped out a huge load in front of her. Anita quickly turned her face around, and I pulled up my pants.

Anita: I will come later.

Me: O-okay.

I was pretty embarrassed by what happened that day. I hoped that Anita would understand me and would not raise a complaint against me. Later that evening, Anita knocked on my door. I took a breath deeply and opened the door. Anita walked inside and sat on the chair nearby with a smirk on her face.

Anita: Ye sab bhi karte ho aap aur woh bhi din dahade? (You also do such things in broad daylight?)

Me: Mujhe laga koi nahi aayega. (I thought no one would come.)

Anita: Fir bhi. Kam se kam room toh thik se band kar lete aap. (Still. At Least you could have closed the door properly)

Me: Sorry. Aapko ye sab dekhna pada. (Sorry you had to see such things.)

Anita: Aapki koi girlfriend nahi hai kya? (Don’t you have a girlfriend?)

Me: Hoti toh ye sab thodi karta. (I wouldn’t be doing this if I had a girlfriend.)

Anita: Haan toh bana lijiye. Acche dikhte ho upar se kafi bada bhi hai. (Then make one. You’re big (cock size) too.)

Me: No Chance.

Anita: Kyun? (Why?)

Me: Meri pasand alag hai. (My preferences are different.)

Anita: Matlab? (What do you mean?)

Me: Promise kijiye aap hasoge nahi. (Promise me that you won’t laugh.)

Anita: Promise.

Me: Mujhe Ladki nahi balki meri umar se badi aurat pasand hai. (I don’t like girls around my age. I like older women.)

At first, Anita looked like she was shocked to hear that. I mean, most 20-year-old guys would prefer milfs to girls around their age. She then slowly understood my theory about why I like milfs. After this point, we came closer, and we talked about adult things, too.

Anita disclosed to me how she finds condoms and various other things while cleaning up other rooms. Our fun came to an end when one day Anita came to me in dire need.

Anita: Siddharth, aapke paas 6000 honge kya abhi? (Siddharth, do you have 6000 rupees with you? Right now?)

Me: Haan.(Yes)

Anita: Accha toh nahi lag raha ek student se maang kar par abhi jaroorat hai isliye maang rahi. (I don’t feel good about asking a student for money but I need it urgently.)

Me: Main bhej deta hun. Fir aap batana ki kya dikkat aa padi. (I will wire you the money. But after that, you will have to tell me everything)

After I sent the money to her, she walked out of my room and called someone from her phone. After a while, she came back with tears flowing down her cheeks. I asked her to sit beside me and offered her some water.

After getting relaxed, she told me that her mother had a sudden pain attack and was rushed to a hospital. They needed 10k urgently, but she only had 4k with her at that time. I reassured her that everything would be fine.

A few days later she told me that her mother was safe now and thanked me. She even returned the money. But the day when she came up with that news was the day I was jerking off again.

That time, I just started stroking. When she came in, I immediately pulled my pants. Although she saw my hard cock still twitching inside my pants, she decided to ignore it. At that point in time, she could have left, but she chose to sit down and talk.

While she was talking about her day, I was still trying to calm my boner down. Anita kept her cheek on her palm and looked at me, struggling to hide my boner.

Anita: Mai help kar du? (Should I help you?)

I was shocked to hear her saying that. She even nodded again to make sure that the thing I just heard was real. She pulled up her chair near me and asked me to pull down my pants. I hesitated at first.

Anita: Mujhe nahi pata tha aap sharma jaayenge. (I never thought you’d be a shy person.)

Me: Sharma nahi raha bas kisi ko pheli baar ye kehte sun raha hu. (I am not shy. It’s just that It is my first time hearing someone say something like this)

Anita: Aree bas samajh lijiye ye ek thank you hai meri taraf se. (Don’t worry. Just think of this as a thank you from me.)

Me: Par aap toh shaadi shuda ho naa. (But you’re a married woman. Aren’t you?)

When I said that, I saw a sadness in her face. So, I immediately changed the topic. I told her that if she gave me a handjob, then I would do something similar to her. At first, she hesitated, but later she agreed to let me play with her tits, but only for a few seconds since she feared getting caught.

I agreed to her proposal and pulled down my pants. At that point, my dick was getting softer. But with just one touch of her hand, my dick got hard as a rock. She poured some coconut oil on the tip of my dick and slowly moved her hand up and down.

Anita: Aapka kitna mota hai. Ek haath se toh pura pakad bhi nahi paaungi. (Your dick has a nice girth. I cannot grab this with just one of my hands)

Me: Ya toh aapke haath chote hain. (Or your hands are small. That’s why it looks bigger to you)

After a few minutes, I was getting closer to climax. So I told Anita that she could leave it to me now. But she acted as if she didn’t hear me and started stroking faster. As a result of this, I ejaculated with such force that most of my cum landed between her cleavage and her blouse.

She got surprised by this explosion of cum and started laughing. I gave her the towel beside me, and she wiped her chest and my dick with it. As promised, she unhooked her blouse and asked me to get a good feel of her heavy milky tits.

Me: Aapke bhi toh kafi bade hain. (Even if you have big ones.)

Anita: Aapke haath chote honge (Maybe your hands are small too.)

Me: Aap bahut sundar ho. Patli kamar aur aapke mummon ka combination sexy hai. (You’re so beautiful. The combination of your thin waist and big tits make you look sexier)

I just played with her boobs by gently squeezing and fondling them. I did not ask her to remove her bra because I wanted to be a little respectful at that point. Also, I did not want to compromise her job by getting us caught. After playing for a while I asked her to cover herself.

Anita: Bas itna hi? (Just this much?)

Me: Haan toh aur kya karu? (Yes. What else should I be doing?)

Anita: Kisi aur ko deti toh choos bhi leta. (If I had given this opportunity to someone else, they would be sucking these)

Me: Naah. Agar kiya toh wapas se khada hone lagega mera. (If I had done that, then I would be getting a boner again)

Anita giggled after hearing this and arranged her saree. She then looked at her watch and said that she has still half an hour left. I told her to give a few rounds around the hostel since she was made a temporary in-charge.

Anita said that she would do that before ending her shift. We then looked at the ceiling with an awkward silence.

Anita: Aapne toh kiss bhi nahi kiya hoga kyunki aapki toh girlfriend hi nahi hai. (You must have never kissed since you don’t have a girlfriend.)

Me: Nahi. Aap ye bhi sikhaoge kya? (No. But would you teach that too?)

I told her this as a joke, but she got serious about it. She said that she would have done it if I asked her. I told her she has free will so nothing will change if she did that herself. Anita disagreed with it and said that for her, I was like her boss or, say, master. I have helped her more often than she did for me.

She said that she was indebted to me, and she was willing to return my favour by making this master-servent relationship.

Anita: Aap 4 din pehele bhi ye (hila) kar rahe the aur aaj bhi. (It hasn’t been 4 days since you masturbated again)

Me: Ab umar hi aisi hai. Karne ka mann karta hai. (I feel like doing this during this age of mine.)

Anita: Acchi baat nahi hai. Maal patla ho jaayega. (It’s not a good thing. The consistency of semen gets thinner.)

Me: Ruka bhi toh nahi jata. (I cannot stop this.)

Anita: Ek kaam karte hain. Jab tak lockdown hai, main har hafte ke end mein aake ye karungi jo aaj kiya. (Let’s do one thing. I will come every weekend and give you a hand job. Till then, you try to restrict your masturbation)

Anita told me that she would be keeping an eye on me so that I don’t break her rules. I should focus on other things and leave everything to my servant (Anita). As days passed, every weekend Anita came and gave me a hand job. This then changed to 2 weeks.

I got used to her handjobs and easily restrained myself for much longer days. Slowly, the lockdown got over, and classes started again. The sexual tension between me and Anita started to grow. We avoided doing sexual activities when students were around.

Even though we met, we could not do anything else other than small chats. I made a plan. I started freelancing with one of my seniors and earned around 15k. I rented a room near my college and hired a maid. Guess who?

Note: This is the first part of the story. Sorry if it feels like the hot content was too little, but this is a real story, and although the conversations are not the same as they happened in reality, I tried to replicate the scenario as much as I could. Many of you must be having questions if the story is real or fake.

I appreciate every decision, even if you think this is a fake story. I will be glad if you like it. As for why I am writing this 6 years later then, I will say one thing. This is just a start, and Anita isn’t the only woman in this whole series. See you in the next part.

AUTHOR’S NOTE- The following is a fictional story. It’s the second part of my third series of sex stories. You can check out my other stories from my profile page. Wishing you all a hot reading!

Riya: OMG! You’re here, and you didn’t tell me. How long did you have to wait? You could’ve called me, and I would’ve come.

I smiled and hugged her. While hugging her, I could feel the emptiness around my chest. Having felt big boobs now, Riya’s boobs felt even smaller now.

Aunty had left me with a boner, so it took only a hug to get it back. I squeezed her ass and thrust my groin on hers.

Riya: Mom is at home, stupid.

Me: Fuck her. I want to fuck you right now.

This turned on Riya, and I cupped her face and started kissing her. Her back was facing towards the door, so she couldn’t see when her mom came at the door, but I saw. I pulled her pants down and grabbed her naked ass in front of Aunty.

She was smiling. I signalled her to leave the house. She nodded and went towards the gate.

Riya regained her senses in a while, “Mom can come here anytime.”

That’s when Aunty announced that she was going to the parlour and would be back only after an hour. It was followed by the sound of the closing gate.

Me: Now, no one can save you from me.

Riya smiled, and I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a kiss. My other hand kept squeezing her boobs hard. She was moaning in my mouth. Then I took off her top and bra and pushed her onto the bed. I took off her pants.

Then I took off my clothes and underwear.  My dick was hard. I slid her panty off and separated her legs. I pushed myself inside her in one go with great force, and she screamed. I felt proud when a girl screamed during sex.

I held her hair and started fucking her like a bitch. Normally, I’d start slow, but today, I was already turned on, so I increased the pace early on.

She kept moaning: “Ahhh. What has gotten into you? Ahhh. Ahhhh. You’re so rough, ahhh. Fuck me. Fuck…ahh.”

She was moaning loudly, and it tempted me more. “You’re just a fucking slut to me.” I slapped her hard. I was also mad at her for coming at the wrong time, which made me fuck her mercilessly.

I slapped again, and she was crying and moaning: “Ohh, yes, punish me, Daddy.”

I held her throat and squeezed her nipples with the other hand while still pounding that chick hard.

“Oh gosh! I’m sorry.” We didn’t realise when Shree had come. Riya panicked seeing her, but when you’ve gotten a blowjob from their mom, you get a different confidence.

I paused for a moment but continued fucking her sister while staring into her eyes.

“What are you doing? She’s here. Ahhh. Umm,” Riya tried to complain, but her moans didn’t stop.

I increased my pace even more. I sucked her boobs. Shree’s jaws dropped, and she stood there for a few seconds watching her sister getting nailed before realising she should’ve taken off a long ago.

“Let me go. Ahhh. What would she think?” she said and tried pushing me, but she had already disappointed me once, and I couldn’t let her do it twice, so I pushed her back to bed and locked her hands above her.

“You can’t go until I’ve cummed the last of my drops inside your pussy. I stared into her eyes and pulled her nipple.” She nodded like a good sex slave.

I fucked her like a cheap slut for a long time and came inside her. I lay beside her and came inside her.

Riya: You were extra rough today.

Me: I know.

Did you not like it?

Riya: Stupid, I loved it. But my pussy hurts.

Me: Well, I know you like these pains.

She smiled. Then, almost immediately remembered.

Riya: Shit. Shree saw us. What would she think? What if she tells Mom?

Me: I know you’ll take care of her.

Riya was still not convinced, but I knew it didn’t matter. Her mom already knew.

Riya: I’m sorry, baby, but I’ll have to go and talk to her.

Me: Okay. I’ll leave then.

We kissed, and I left for home.

At night:

Aunty: So, how was the sex?

Me: It was great.

Aunty: I can see it in the way Riya’s limping today.

Me: Oh, really? I didn’t know I was that rough.

Aunty: Well, I can understand why you were rough, and it’s only healthy to get your frustration out during sex if she liked it rough. Something tells me Riya does.

Me: I think every girl likes it rough. They just won’t tell.

Aunty: I guess you’re right.

Me: Do you?

Aunty: It doesn’t matter. Does it?

Me: Why? It does.

Aunty: You know it was a one-time thing?

Me: I know it wasn’t.

Aunty: Wow. I like your confidence, but I’m sorry. This can’t keep happening.

I read the text and was disappointed. I couldn’t help but grab those boobs again. So I made a clip of me stroking my dick and telling her how much I liked her blowjob today and what I’ll do to her boobs again. I set it as view once and sent it to her. She quickly opened it but didn’t reply. I was left disappointed again.

After an hour,

Aunty: You’ve got a nice dick.

I quickly opened it.

Me: Did you like the clip?

Aunty: Yeah. I’m sorry for not replying. I felt a little guilty.

Me: So why are you replying now?

Aunty: I guess, like every human, I’ve got the right to be selfish sometimes.

Me: I don’t understand.

She sent me her topless photo, and it wasn’t set to view once.

Me: Oh my fucking God. I can never get over them.

Aunty: I trust you. That’s why I didn’t even set it to view once. You can keep it.

Me: Thank you so much. I’m going to go and have a quick solo session right now.

Aunty: Lol. Wait

Me: Yes?

Aunty: What exactly do you want from me?

Me: Should I be honest?

Aunty: Yes

Me: Everything. I want every inch of your skin to be mine. I want to have the free use right to your body. I want to get inside you even when I know I won’t last long in you because you’re so tempting that I would cum in just a few seconds. But those few seconds would be worth everything.

Aunty: I’m impressed.

Me: And I’m hard.

Aunty: I know, but I’ve given you this challenge. If you want more, you’ll have to complete the challenges.

Me: Do I need to push up with one hand?

Aunty: Lol. I want you to…

Me:?

Aunty: This is weird, but I want you to fuck my other daughters first.

Me: Wait, what?

Aunty: Yes. Start with Shree. She would be easy.

Me: But why?

Aunty: There are many reasons, and all of them are almost stupid. First, I want to see if you’ve got the jizz to get more girls to bed. Second, I don’t know how, but only Riya got small boobs. The other two have got like mine, so you’ll like them.

Aunty: Third, I want someone trustworthy to encourage them to lead a good sex life and not shy away from it. Fourth, are you even a heterosexual male if you’re passing up on the opportunity to have sex with more girls?

Me: Wow. So much. I never thought about it. I had made out with other girls and even seen their nudes, but never had sex with anyone other than her.

Aunty: Well, you’ve already cheated on her, and it’s not like you’re actually regretting it. You said you want more.

Me: With you.

Aunty: I’m offering you more. And we will also do everything if you complete the challenges.

I was thinking about it. What was there to lose anyway? She was right. If I’m okay with cheating on her with her mother, then having sex with her sisters is somewhat expected. Lol. I hadn’t actually paid attention to them, but now, if you think about them.

Shree was smaller in height but had large boobs, almost the same size as her mother’s. Now I suddenly remembered, she wasn’t wearing a bra today when she came to the door.

Her nipples were poking through her top, and I noticed it but forgot. It would be nice to grab them. She was a little wheatish, but it looked good on her.

Anushka was the mature one— both physically and mentally. She had the right amount of boobs and ass, just the size I liked the most. She was fair and the most beautiful among the three.

If she were my age and I weren’t in love with Riya, I would have definitely married her. She was only 2 years older, though, and although she had a boyfriend, I still hoped that she was a virgin.

Aunty: What happened?

Me: What if I say yes?

Aunty: Don’t be melodramatic. I know you would be already thinking about them and drooling.

Me: Yes, but I’m also thinking about you.

Aunty: *shy emoji*

Me: What do I need to do?

Aunty: Start with Shree. She would be easier than Anushka.

Me: Any tips?

Aunty: I hate to be a bad mother, but she trusts me the most. So if anything would have to happen to her by “someone,” she would tell me first and not Riya.

Me: So I should be direct with her?

Aunty: That’s your call, but I told you that you shouldn’t worry about her telling anything to Riya.

Me: So, did she tell you she caught us having sex?

Aunty: Yes. But don’t tell Riya. I told her that you’re a nice boy and Riya has a good partner to help her explore. And she told Riya that she would not tell me so.

Me: Wow. What a little snitch.

Aunty: *laughing emoji*

Me: But when do I get you?

Aunty: We can have our mini sessions when we’re alone, but the next blowjob you’ll get is from Shree only. Not even Riya.

Me: Why? If you’re not giving it, at least let Riya give it to me. I’ve already impressed her.

Aunty: Nope. Not getting it from anywhere will increase your desire, and you’ll work harder to get it.

Me: Fine, Mom. Now send them boobies to your baby.

We videocalled, and she showed me her boobs. She also squeezed them for me, and I masturbated on the camera. I recorded the call for future use.

To be continued.

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I am new to this, and this is a series drawn from an amalgamation of my own and my friend’s experiences of post-traumatic breakups in our lives. Our main protagonist is Niharika (fictional name) mostly inspired by me. Please enjoy and leave feedback. Thanks.

Hi, I am Niharika; I am a dusky light brown girl with average height, 34B-28-34 size, and straight dark brown hair. I don’t know I come here to seek what, but I want to just shout what my life has become. These are not tales for the faint-hearted, and more importantly, these are also not the tales I can share with anyone without anonymity.

I was 28, living in Gurugram, working in an MNC, and I was madly in love with “N”. He was my childhood friend who always had the hots for me. But until recently, we had been on our separate ways, and our friendship had been very on and off. But 2 years ago, during the COVID lockdown, we both expressed our feelings and got together.

As the lockdown lifted, we used to meet, and it was the best feeling because not only was this a date, but also my best friend was someone who knew everything about me. Over time, we did plan getaways where we used to get physical, but we never had sex. I was putting it off until marriage. We would only push it to third base and I was very much against him even cumming near me as I was disgusted by it. He was still the sweetest, understood all my quirks, and we continued.

A year ago, he got transferred to Bangalore for his new IT job. We planned to make the long-distance work but things got very strained very quickly. I always thought this guy had loved me since childhood; where would he go? So, I unknowingly started taking him for granted.

Because of my past boyfriend blackmailing me with my nudes, I kept denying my current guy any form of digital relief, and things got more strained. I gave him less and less time, and eventually, one day, after many fights, he broke up with me.

This was big for me, earth-shattering big. I had been cheated on in the past, been ashamed about my body, and even been dumped right to my face in front of my friends. But this one time I believed that this was it. This guy has been with me all along; he would never leave me. I can pull his strings all I want, but he still loves me. Turns out the fun was over, he was gone.

He just left me and gave me no chance. He said I had shown 0 physical effort for him, and now, even emotionally and mentally, I barely gave him time or love. I was always busy with my office friends and old college friends but had no time for him. He even suspected me of cheating, which was not true, but he said he was done with me.

I could not take it, I just could not. I had been the submissive one in all my previous relationships and I had suffered for it. Unwilling blowjobs, handjobs in public, complete exposure on video, slave play on video calls. But this one time, I was just me; I was the dominant one, and now, again, I was left with nothing. I had nothing to show for all the “love” that had gone by in my life. I was empty, alone, and lost at 27.

To numb the pain, I started to hang out with my office friends more. Among them was Aniket who was a married guy 6 years my senior. He was my best friend at work. But I had never had any sexual thoughts about him and neither had we done any messing around. I considered him like an elder brother to me.

My ex was never his fan and maybe wrongly suspected us too. But now I had nobody, I told him that I had had a breakup. I used to randomly cry in the office missing my ex. Aniket tried to console me and calm me down.

He and my other female friends tried their best to cheer me up, but I was hopeless. One day, they forced me to go to a club. They asked me to go dance with new guys, get my groove on, and dance with them. I refused and sat in a corner. One of these nights, they offered me a drink. I never handled alcohol well, so when I started to drink, I got very tipsy very fast (a lot of the following details are recollections and facts told by my friends). While everyone was dancing, I was sitting in a corner drinking whisky. Aniket came to me to stop me from drinking.

He said: This is enough, please stop now.

But I was hell-bent.

“Why did he leave me? Am I ugly? Are my boobs small? What is it? Tell me.”

I blurted with little control.

Aniket: No, you are not ugly by any means. It’s ok, sometimes things don’t work out

Niharika: You are lying. Look at you. You married your wife. I will never marry. No one loves me. All everyone wants is sex.

Aniket: Listen, you are too drunk and too loud. Let’s go, let’s not create a scene here.

Niharika: Oh, shut up! I need to drink more.

Then he grabbed me, hinted to our friends, and took me to his car. I was so drunk, and all I could think about was how I was ugly and would never find love. He put me in the passenger seat and started to drive me to my PG.

I kept rambling on and on about how I could never satisfy my ex because I hate to give blowjobs. I never let him have sex, I wanted to stay a virgin for him. But now everything was ruined. As we were close to my PG, I kept my hand on his dick, and asked him –

Niharika: Do you feel nothing when you see me?

I just wanted validation. I wanted to feel like I could make a man hard. But I did not feel any hardness. I couldn’t take the shame. I just looked at him, and he was focused on the road.

That was when I lost my mind. I shouted at him for not being a man, and how he could not get it erect for me, how I was ugly, and he just wanted to throw me in the PG and leave.

He got angry, put me under a seatbelt, and shouted at me to keep quiet. I was stunned by this aggression, but still could not stop my stupid antics. I just wanted to feel like I could make a man hard and not feel rejected. Then I took off my top and pushed my skirt down my legs. I looked at him and begged.

Niharika: Do you still not like me? Am I worth nothing? You can have it all. If the world is only about sex. Then I am open to everything. There is no reason left to save anything right. At least you have a good time.

He still did not look at me. He was just looking at the road in anger. Now this was a chilly early winter night. The window was also open and I had too much to drink. Then I accidentally began to pee. All over his seat, I peed, piss flowing down my thighs. I began to laugh. He saw my underwear go wet and piss dripping all over on his leather seat.

He calmly stopped the car on the side. Then he looked at me, took a cup, and collected some of the piss falling from my thighs. I was still giggling thinking he was doing so to protect his car. I was so wrong.

Then he took a sip of the piss. I stopped giggling. All the jokes and a lot of the booze in my situation had gone flying out. I was just stunned. Then he looked at me, his hand reached for my bra and pulled it so hard it tore off of me. Before I could speak he smacked me.

He sipped some more of my piss, then spit in the glass and handed it back to me. Then he asked me to drink. I was motionless. I had wanted to be used tonight to ease the pain. But this event had taken all the booze out of me, and while I still wanted to be used, this act had me completely nervous.

I drank the entire cup with great difficulty as I am very sensitive to smells. He then got out of his seat. He pulled me out by my neck and threw me in the backseat of the car. Then he pulled at my panties and my hairy wet pussy from all the piss and precum was right in front of him. He looked at me like a predator. The night was cold and the area of the route was secluded.

Aniket: You wanted to be used. You slut, you have been a tease for so long. I never touched or cared for you. You kept sticking around me like a bug, you insignificant disgusting little slut.

Aniket: I tried to be courteous, but you have forced my hand tonight. Now, I’ll rip you apart.

He took out his dick, spread me wide, wider than I had ever been. I could only see shadows as there was only moonlight.

Then it hit me, that large tip. It was trying to enter me, all my booze had gone. I was fully there now. As the cold breeze cut me, he entered in one go and gagged my mouth with my wet panties.

That pain was unlike any. I was ripped apart, then he started thrusting and pressing my boobs so hard they went red. The pain was unreal as I was a virgin. I thought about my situation. A few weeks ago, I was in a healthy, normal relationship, but I let it all go. This was my punishment. This was what the world wanted of me, and this was what I failed at, and now I should be punished, and I completely gave in. To the smell, to the touch, to the state, to the force pulsating, ripping apart my pussy. I belonged to this world now.

He grabbed my neck and went harder. I could feel my entire thighs had gone wet and numb. He grabbed my mouth, opened it, and spat in my mouth. I couldn’t believe this docile brotherly figure had given me this treatment. He was finally about to cum; he unloaded inside me, and I could feel myself fill up. Then he grunted one last time and took his dick out of me.

He collected a combo of juices from my pussy in that glass, peed in it, and handed it to me. Then he said, “Drink slut”

As I started to sip, he went back and sat in the driver’s seat and started to drive. I began to wear my clothes. Finally, my PG came, but there was still some juice in the glass. He poured it on my face, pushed me out towards the gate of my PG, slapped my butt very hard, and left.

I opened the door, quickly reached my room, and closed it behind me. Then I fell to the floor. I had finally felt what being used felt like. I had become what I was scared of and what had cost me everything in my life, and I had become a fuck girl, a slut.

In my own pool of piss and smelly clothes, I forgot how or when I slept on the floor. I woke up the next morning which was Sunday. I could barely walk, but somehow made it to the shower where I saw what had been done to my body. Every mark made me hate myself more and I loved the feeling.

This is what you deserve. You messed up every good relationship you ever had because you thought too much of yourself. This is who you are, this is your place in the world.

As I saw myself in the mirror, I could truly see who or what I was. I was a slut, I was a pet, an animal to be used. I never let the men who cared for me fully use me. Now it was my time to suffer for it. There was no one left to love. All men just wanted this from me. They just pretend.

Some pretend to be lovers, some friends, some brothers, some colleagues. But at the end of the day, given a free chance, they would all tear me apart into a million pieces and eat every inch of my body and fuck me like there is no tomorrow…

(Part 2 coming soon).

James looked up into the eyes of Dominic very sensually and said, “Let’s get your big yummy cock deep into my mouth!” James took the head of the cock in his mouth and kissed softly. He then pulled the huge cock across his tongue and deep in his throat.

James moaned quietly in pleasure as he slowly closed his eyes. Dominic took James’ head in his hands and helped him bob on the cock. James sucked and slurped the gigantic rod with passion.

The room was filled with the sounds of loud slurps and James moaning in pleasure. He loved the cock in his mouth so much. James slurped and bobbed as his lips rode up and down the thick shaft of the cock. What James did not know was that Dominic had set up a hidden camera to record the whole thing.

The blowjob was being live-streamed,, and James’ girlfriend, Carly, was watching it in shock and amusement. James was oblivious to the camera. He was laser-focused on the cock rocketing back and forth in his mouth. James was enjoying the cock so so much.

Dominic pumped his hips as his cock banged James’ tonsils. Dominic pulled James’ head until his balls pressed against his chin. James’ throat clicked and bucked. But James fought off the gag reflex. His eyes began to water.  James sensually bobbed on the cock.

He very much savoured every inch of the strong throbbing cock. His lips glided back and forth as he milked that cock so ğh Carly was legitimately shocked at the proof of James and his cheating. She recorded the video of the brutal blowjob.

She was determined that she would make sure that everyone that she knows gets to watch that video. James would go viral on the internet as a cock-gobbler. Carly would be breaking up with James. James would be incredibly embarrassed.

Months ago, Carly had taken James into Victoria’s Secret. She playfully purchased some thong panties for James to wear. As she looked at the video, she noted that James knelt before Dominic, wearing only a thong panty. It was one of the panties that Carly bought for James.

Carly’s anger burned against her cheating boyfriend. She is determined to get revenge. James pulled his pouty lips off of the big cock with a POP! He looked up at Dominic once again and whispered, “I love your cock in my mouth, Daddy!”

He then took the cock in his hand and applied a thick wet lick down the shaft to the base. He kissed Dominic’s balls and took them in his mouth, and sucked them. Then he pulls the balls out of his mouth with a SLURP! And kissed back to the tip of the cock.

Once again, James took the cock deep into his mouth. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked the cock. The blowjob went on for nearly a half-an-hour. Dominic groaned as his throbbing cock unloaded a dump truckload of cum into James’ mouth.  James swallowed and moaned in ecstasy.

He guzzled every drop of cum fed to him. James looked up at Dominic and winked as he declared, “Thank you, Daddy!” Carly had become amused with the video of the blowjob. She was shocked to see the skill and passion that James possessed for performing the blowjob.

She sent the video to a number of her closest friends. It took only minutes before people began to respond. Some of her friends reacted with anger that James would cheat on Carly. Other of her friends reacted with laughter and committed to making that video go viral.

The video of James sucking cock was being sent to millions of people worldwide. His reputation was being created, and he would never escape this video proof that he was a cock-gobbler. The fact that he was also wearing thong panties was very entertaining for most people.

The truth is that James would never leave this video down. He would be so embarrassed by this video that he would left whimpering in public humiliation. Carly tried to call James, but he was too busy licking his cum-drenched lips. It was obvious that he enjoyed guzzling that cum.

Carly left a message for James, and it was iconic. “Um, James, I cannot believe that you chose to cheat on me. You will pay for that, you fucking son-of-a-bitch. You fucking gay cock sucker. I caught you sucking a cock, and you were loving it. Well, you can just keep sucking those cocks because you and I are not dating anymore. I’m showing everyone the video of you In panties with a cock stuffed in your mouth!”

When James listened to the voicemail, his mouth dropped open in complete surprise. He was stunned and speechless. His brain sizzled with embarrassment. How was he videotaped? Who was going to see this video? How would he manage this intense embarrassment?

James began to receive text messages and Instagram messages from numerous people who had seen his video. He was the laughingstock of the world. James dropped on the hard floor on his butt with a firm THUD! He began to bounce up and down on his butt cheeks.

It repeatedly slapped the floor and filled the room with ‘PLOP! PLOP! PLOP!’ sounds. He did not know that the hidden camera was still recording. So Carly watched James’ butt bounce. She laughed out loud at the sight. Carly texted James, “Bounce those panties hard for me!”

James stood to his feet and rubbed his very sore butt cheeks with both hands. He had no idea that there were literally thousands of people laughing at him as they watched the livestream. James put on his pants and shirt and walked out of the room.

James was trying to call Carly, but she was not answering his calls. She wanted him to stew in his embarrassment and anxiety. He continued to receive messages about his panties, about the blowjob, and about his butt bouncing. He was repeatedly stunned with humiliation. It was staggering for him.

A few memes were made of James and went crazy viral. James shut off his phone because he was being inundated with messages. People everywhere were sending him messages about his blowjobs and panties. James whimpered in utter embarrassment.

Carly assumed the role of promotional director. She would promote James and his cock sucking video to everyone. She established a company called Blowjobs International and made James the spokesperson and President.

She put together a book entitled, ‘How to Perform Amazing Blowjobs’ and put the book in James’ name. Carly would regularly hear that James was busy sucking cocks. She knew that he had earned a spot in the Blowjob Hall of Fame. She arranged a public ceremony for James to receive the embarrassing award.

She maintained a website for the Blowjob Performer of the Year, all about James. On the website was a video of James sucking cock in his little girly panties. There was also a video of James bouncing on his butt in embarrassment.

What James did would not only be cemented in the minds of countless people. But giving Dominic the blowjob would launch a very embarrassing practice for James of sucking cocks daily. James had discovered his true passion and purpose in life. He loved sucking cocks.

He guzzled cum for his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Carly went on to find the guy of her dreams and live a very happy life. She giggled with glee whenever she heard that James was staying very busy performing deep-throat blowjobs.

She imaged James with his eyes watering profusely and his throat being thunder-plunged with huge cocks. The image made Carly giggle with satisfaction. Carly would send a text message to James about once a month. The text stated, “Bounce on your panties for me!”