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Main Pritam apni ek kahani le kar aaya hu. Ye kahani suru hoti hai mere college time se. Main apni class ki ek ladki Shilpi ko pasand karta tha. Usko dekh kar main roj muth marta tha. Woh meri sapno ki Rani thi.

Shilpi ka figure hoga 34 -28-36. Us ladki mein khas baat thi uske boobs. Woh class mein sab ladki se bade the aur main ek boobs lover hu. To uske boobs par attracted tha.

Woh jab jaldi-jaldi chalti to uske boobs hilane ke karan upar niche hote. Bohut baar dekhne mein aaya ki uske boobs ke nipple ke waha uski shirt gili ho jati thi. College mein sab ladkiya skirts- shirts pahnti thi.

Meri himmat to thi nahi ki Shilpi ko ja kar propose karu. Us time main usko dekh kar bas apne lund ko haath se hi hila leta tha. Fir ek din hum friends log baat kar rahe the aur sex ki bhi baat hone lagi.

Ek baat nikli ki Shilpi ki badi didi thi. Woh us college mein hi teacher ka kaam karti thi. Usne gandi wali adult movie banai hai. Hum log ko jab ye baat pata chali to humlog ne uski DVD dhundni suru ki par nahi mili.

Fir pata chala ki woh DVD release nahi hui aur market mein nahi hai. Baat purani hoti gayi. Main bhi ab Shilpi ki didi ki taraf attracted hone laga. Uska naam Pummy tha. Uska figure 36-30-36 ka hoga.

Ab main dono ke liye muth marta aur sochta ki kaas meri shadi Shilpi se ho jaye. Fir college ke exam mein mere mark kuch kam aay to maine tution lene ki sochi. Maine decide kiya ki main Shilpi ki didi Pummy se tution lunga.

Maine baat kar ke tution Pummy ke ghar par hi lene laga. 3-4 din to sab normal chala. Fir Pummy ne mere se mazak karna suru kar diya. Woh puchne lagi ki koi girlfriend hai ki nahi.

Main mere man mein socha ki tum aur tumhari chhoti behan hi meri Rani ho par us ko kon bole. Ye mazak kuch 2 din chala aur main bhi bolne laga ki koi achi ladki chaiye tab banau.

Fir ek din Pummy ne ek long kurti pahan li jo kafi lambi thi aur niche legging ya koi bhi pant nahi pahni thi. Woh kurti deep neck ki thi andar bra bhi nahi thi. Woh mujhe tution karwane lagi aur mera sara dhyan uske boobs par tha jo neck mein se dikh rahe the.

Woh mujhe apne boobs dekhte dikh li aur hasne lagi, aur jhukh jhukh kar mujhe padhane lagi. Dusre din bhi usne deep gala ki kurti pahni hui thi aur aaj bhi niche pant nahi thi. Bas aaj ki kurti thori short thi jo ghutno tak thi.

Maine fir uske boobs dekhna suru kiya. Woh bolne lagi ki aaj kal bohut garmi ho rahi hai aur apni kurti ko thik karne lagi. Unko sach mein pasine aa rahe the. Pummy ne mujhe bhi bola, “Yaha to koi bhi nahi hai, akele hi hai hum dono. Tumhe bhi garmi lag rahi hogi to apni shirt khol do aram milega.”

Woh mere paas aai aur khud mere shirt ka button kholne lagi aur shirt ko side mein rakh di. Kuch der fir padhai ki aur fir woh puchne lagi ki kya dekh rahe ho tum. Main chup raha to woh uth kar mere paas aai aur boli, “Mere boobs dekh rahe ho na? Kya tumhe pasand hai mere boobs?”

Main darr bhi raha tha ki college ki teacher hai agar kuch asa wesa hua to dikkat ho sakti hai. Fir usne mera hath pakar kar apne boobs par laga diya aur main unhe daba diya.

Woh hasne lagi aur boli, “Jab tumhe pasand hai to bole kyu nahi?” Maine kaha ki, “Aap teacher ho.” To woh boli, “Ab samaj aaya ki tumhari girlfriend kyu nahi hai, tum to mujhe pasand karte ho.”

Is par maine kaha, “Actually main aap ki choti bahan Shilpi ko pasand karta hu aur shadi karna chahta hu.” Woh shock ho gayi aur boli acha agar woh setting kara de to unhe kya milega. Maine kaha, “Aap ko kya chahiye?”

To unhone mera lund pakad liya aur boli ki ye. Main bola, “Agar mera bas chale to main aap dono se shadi kar lu kyu ki aap dono meri dil ki Rani ho.” Fir Pummy ne mujhe waha se utha kar bed pe leta diya aur mere pant khol kar lund bahar kar liya.

Woh 7″ ka ho chuka tha aur usme hath laga kar muh mein le liya. Kuch hi der mein woh apni kurti utar kar mere upar aa gayi aur main unke bade boobs ko hath laga kar dabane laga. Ye mera pahli baar tha ki boobs ko hath lagaya tha.

Fir unhone khud apne boobs ko mere muh mein diya aur chusne bolne lagi. Main uske boobs ko chusne laga aur ek do baar dono boobs ke bich muh daal kar jibh se chatne laga.

Kafi der tak woh apni boobs chuswane ke baad mere upar aakar mere muh mein baith gayi. Mere muh par apni chut ghisne lagi. Unki chut kafi pani chor rahi thi aur chut bilkul fati hui thi aur halki pink colour ki thi.

Main apni jibh chut mein daal kar uske pani ko chatne laga. Chut ka namkin pani mujhe bohut acha lag raha tha. Fir Pummy bed par let gayi aur mujhe pair ke bich aane ko kaha aur dono pair mere kandhe mein rakh diya.

Unhone mera lund pakara aur apni chut mein set kar ke mujhe dhakka lagane bolne lagi. Mera ye pehli baar tha maine dhakka laga diya aur lund chut chirta hua andar chala gaya. Main unke dono pair pakar kar chut chodne laga, chut mein kafi pani aa raha tha.

5 minutes ki chudai se hi chut fach fach ki awaz karne lagi. Main bhi jhadne ka karib tha. Maine unhe pucha ki mera hone wala hai to unhone apne boobs ke upar jhadne ko kaha.

Main 4-5 aur dhakka ke baad lund bahar khich liya aur unke boobs ke upar jhad gaya. Mera lund se kabhi itna jyada pani nahi nikla tha jitna aaj nikla tha. Woh mere lund ki malai ko hath mein le kar chatne lagi.

Sath hi baki ka sara apne boobs pe laga ke masal li. Pummy ko ek baar chodne ke baad main ab roj tution mein usko chodne laga. Main jaise hi Pummy ke room mein jata hum dono ki nangi chudai suru ho jati.

Ek din maine kaha, “Aap Shilpi ko meri girlfriend bana do. Main sach mein usko pyar karta hu aur shadi bhi karna chahta hu.” Pummy ne kaha, “Humlog ka cast alag hai. Shadi kese hogi?” Maine kaha, “Main bhaga ke le jaunga. Par Shilpi mujhe bohut pasand hai.”

Fir next din jab mein tution gaya to waha Shilpi bhi aa gayi aur woh ab mere sath tution karne lagi. Main ab Shilpi ke liye chocolate to kabhi koi gift laa kar dene laga. Aur hamari baat phone mein bhi hone lagi.

Tution mein ek din maine usko propose kar diya usne bhi mera proposal accept kar liya. Maine usko pakar kar ek lipkiss kar liya jo 3 minutes tak chala hoga. Ab jab bhi tution mein ya college mein akele hote to boobs dabana aur lipkiss hone laga.

Fir aisa hi ek din main tution gaya. Waha mujhe Shilpi ne kaha, “Pummy didi to nahi hai. Woh teachers training ke liye gayi hui hai.” Shilpi ne mera hath pakda aur room mein le gayi.

Room band kar ke mujhe lips kiss karne lagi. Maine bhi uske muh mein jibh daal di aur ek dusre ka muh ka rass pene lage. Shilpi ne meri or dekh ke ek halki muskan ke sath apni shirt utar kar mujhe boobs dikhane lagi.

Woh bolne lagi, “Ye hi chahiye na tumhe Pritam?” Meri sapno ki Rani aaj mujhe boobs dikha rahi thi kapde khol kar. Jis boobs ko main college mein dekha karta tha aur fir ghar jaa kar boobs ko yaad kar ke lund hilata tha.

Mujhse raha nahi gaya aur main Shilpi ke paas gaya aur boobs ko dekhte hi reh gaya. Kya mast boobs the aur nipple bilkul khade the. Main sidhe ek boobs ko haath se dabaya aur dusre ko muh mein le kar chusne laga.

Mujhe Shilpi ke boobs itne ache lagte the ki main bas boobs ko muh mein lu aur daba kar uske sath khelta rahu yahi meri fantasy thi. Shilpi jab college aati to uske underarms ke pasine se uski shirt gili ho jati thi.

Main hamesa sochta tha ki us pasine ki bund ko main chat lunga. Aur aaj ye moka mujhe mil hi gaya tha. Shilpi mere baho mein thi apni thukai karwane ke liye. Maine uske boobs ko badal badal kar achi se chusa.

Fir Shilpi ghutno mein beth gayi aur mera pant kholne lagi. Usne meri belt kholi aur fir pant ka hook khol kar pant niche kiya. Underwear mein mera lund ka akaar saaf pata chal raha tha. Woh fir underwear ko bhi niche kar di aur pahli baar Shilpi ke hath mein mera lund tha.

Main bata nahi sakta mujhe itni jyada khushi thi ki mera pehla pyar ke hath mein mera lund tha. Woh lund ko hath mein le kar dekhne lagi. Aur fir meri taraf dekh kar ek katail wali muskan ke sath lund hilane lagi.

Lund ki chamri ko aage piche karne lagi aur boli, “Itna soft hai Pritam tumhara lund.” Meri lund ki topi ko khol kar dekhne lagi, usne sirf photo aur video mein hi lund dekha tha.

Fir usne mujhe bed pe bithaya aur lund ke bilkul paas aa kar smell karne lagi. Lund ki dono gutti ko hath mein le kar masalne lagi. Maine usko ‘I love you’ kaha aur bola ki ek kiss kar do lund par.

Woh ek kiss kar ke lund muh mein lene lagi. Mera pura lund ko muh mein le kar icecream ke jese chusne lagi. Usne apni jibh se meri lund ki gutti ko chatna suru kiya aur aisa chat rahi thi ki koi icecream ho.

Mujhe ye dekh bohut acha lag raha tha aur bas main Shilpi ke liye kuch bhi kar sakta tha. Main Shilpi ke sarr pe hath ferne laga aur mujhe bohut jyada pyar aa raha tha uske upar. Mera lund uske muh mein hi jhad gaya.

Usne lund ka pani muh se bahar gira diya aur boli ki bohut karwa aur chip-chipa hai ye. Fir maine usko bed ke upar khich liya aur uske kapde khol kar uske pair ko fela kar chut dekhne laga.

Chut mein chote chote baal the aur maine pucha, “Shaving kyu nahi karti?” Usne kaha ki karungi kuch dino mein, aur main uski chip chipi ho rahi chut mein muh laga ke chusne laga.

Chut ke baal bhi muh mein ja rahe tha par mujhe Shilpi ka sab kuch acha lagta tha. Shilpi ne mere sarr ko apni chut mein daba diya aur pair ko mere kandhe par rakh liya. Main chut chatne laga aur mast swad tha chut ka.

Woh chut ko ab mere muh mein utha kar ghisne lagi. Woh itni jyda garam ho chuki thi ki apne boobs ko apne hath se dabane lagi. Uski chut pani wali malai chodne lagi jo chip-chip kar rahi thi.

Uska namkin pani wah mere muh se ab likhte hue bhi pani aa gaya. Akhir Shilpi se raha nahi gaya. Woh akadne lagi aur jhadne lagi to usne bola ki, “Ab chut mein daal do mere aur mujhe woh sukh do jo chudai se milta hai.”

Main bhi ab lund ko ek baar fir uske muh mein de kar chuswane laga. Lund ko Shilpi ne apne thuk aur muh ke raal se gila kar kar diya. Mera lund uske muh ke raal se chamak raha tha aur lund mein ab chiknai aa chuki thi.

Main fir Shilpi ke pair ke paas gaya aur pair ko kiss kar ke uske dono pair ko apne kandhe par rakh kar lund ko chut ke muh mein lagaya. Mujhe dar bhi tha ki condom to hai nahi.

Par fir bhi chut mein lund ka ek dhakka laga diya aur Shilpi ki chut ko faadta hua lund andar chala gaya. Shilpi ki ek chikh nikali aur mujhe pakad ke chudai se rokne lagi.

Main bhi ruk gaya kyu ki meri lund ki chamri bhi khich gayi thi uski tight chut mein. Uske upar let kar uske boobs chusne laga. Fir maine ek aur dhakka lagaya aur fir ruk gaya.

Shilpi normal ho kar fir mujhe boli, “Ab karo.” To maine fir lund chut mein aage piche kar ke chodne laga. Is baar Shilpi ne bhi pura sath dena suru kiya. Aur hum dono ek dusre ki ankhon mein dekh kar chudai karte rahe.

Maine apni chudai ki speed badha di. Shilpi ne bhi chut hila kar lund mein dene lagi. Hamari chudai se thap-thap ki awaz pure room mein aane lagi. Maine fir position badly.

Shilpi ke paas let gaya aur piche se uski chut mein lund daal diya. Uske ek pair ko hawa mein utha kar chodne laga. Shilpi ki ‘Aah’ nikalne lagi. Woh pasine se gili ho chuki thi uski body puri garam ho gayi thi.

To be continued.

If you start from here, you will not understand the story. So, please refer to the previous part of it. Read that part, and then come here.

We all laughed and papa seated us on the train and went out. Our seat was in a 3rd AC compartment side up and low. We had lots of luggage, so we put all the luggage in the upper seat and below the seat and sat on the seat below.

Me: We have to adjust here for a night.

Jyoti (my sister) nodded.

It was night, so we ordered food on the train and sat there until night. It was in the AC cabin, so it was cold inside. The cabin was so cold that we were getting chills in our spines. Then one of the maintenance guys was passing by. I called him.

Me: Hi, bro. Can we have a little low for AC? It is freezing here.

He said ‘No’, but gave us an idea and came with one extra pair of bedsheets. Jyoti and I helped him to bind that and use it as a curtain. Now our lower berths were totally covered by bedsheets, and we sat inside, and surprisingly, it worked really well.

Other passengers in the buggy also started to cover it, but only the upper guys were unlucky. Then we opened the curtains of the glass window. It was a big window, and as it was dark inside, the light from the windows was coming and going randomly as per the area the train was going through.

Jyoti: I am sleepy.

And by then, we had taken the meal, and all of the guys were asleep in our B3.

I said: Ok, I won’t sleep, you can sleep on my lap.

My sister said ok and put her head on my right thigh. I hadn’t noticed till now, but now I could see her dress and, unfortunately, her cleavage too. Her dress was a little loose and I could see her boobs pressing to her left side.

She was sound asleep and put her thumb in her mouth sucking it. The light from the windows was coming and going, and my eyes were not going off her cleavages. I wanted to touch it, but I was afraid too. But my dick was erect. Then I closed the curtains of the window and just put a little vacancy from where light was falling on her chest.

The train was moving up and down and I could see her right boob bouncing with it. My dick was as erect as it can be and was bulging in my pants and was touching her cheeks too. I reached my hand to touch her lips which were busy sucking her thumb. It was soft and erotic; that half-light was making it more so.

Then I put my hand on her chest and watched outside of the bedsheet shield (screen used for cold) and made sure no one was watching. Although for the bedsheet no one could see. But it was a really pressurized situation.

Suddenly, the train stopped at a station, and my hand jerked inside of her clothes. I was halfway from my sister’s boobs because my middle finger was touching something swollen, maybe her nipples. They were feeling like that because of the bra.

Then I removed my hands and checked her. She again started sucking her thumb. One thing struck my mind. The train started, and so did I. I unzipped my pants and slid out my erect dick. Then I removed her thumb and slid my dick to touch her lips. She had a good response and was sucking the upper part. That feeling was too amazing man.

I slid it into her mouth and it was totally wet and warm. The train motion was also helpful and my half penis was going in and out a little little from her mouth. The sensation was amazing. That was the first blowjob I was getting. I was controlling it hard. But it was enough. Then I slid my left hand into her dress and grabbed her right boob.

Her saliva was filling my dick, so she took a gulp, and I was fearful like any time if she would woke and I was done for. I called a little down and started pressing the boob sync with the train. That was really amazing. When I felt my dick go a little in my sister’s mouth for a jerk of train, I pressed her boobs.

After 10 minutes, I had an urge to cum to the extent that I wanted to pull my dick out and jerk at full speed. But I couldn’t pull out, and then, after controlling for as far as I could, I got my sperm in her mouth. It was really a mouthful. She was still licking it and I was cumming a little by little. She had gulped all of it and also sucked a lot.

Then I pulled her head and pulled my penis out. She started to suck really hard like she didn’t want to stop. I pulled it out and put it in my trousers. Although it was still erect, I was not feeling good.

Then I pulled her head a little up and slid myself outside of my lower berth to have some washroom fresh up, and returned. She was sleeping like a doll. I sat near her head and pulled her back up to my lap. It was more comfortable now.

Then I collected my mobile and put it in my left pocket, and it was done. I saw the scenery and her boobs too. At last, I fell asleep leaning against the wall.

The morning came and she was still asleep. I woke her up and told her to wash her face and get ready for a meal as we would reach the station at 9; we had 4 hours. She was looking tired. I removed the curtains and pushed them to the side. She sat on the seat and had a little confused-looking face.

Me: What’s up? Not going to freshen up?

Jyoti: No, just my mouth is like a tasteless sensation.

I was a little worried and pulled out the brush. Then I told her to go and brush and Thanksgiving to Colgate mouth-fresh gel. She was fresh when she came. But I was feeling a little sick. I was coughing a little.

Me: We have a bus in 10 minutes. We don’t have time for medicine man.

Jyoti: The station doesn’t have any medicine stores?

Me: There is but no time is there. The tickets are booked so I can’t cancel them. And also verification needs while riding. And that medical store gives drugs raw like open tablets. I sometimes think that he is a fraud, but he is certified and lab-approved.

Jyoti: You get the seat, I will buy the Medicine, Ok?

I nodded.

Then soon the station arrived and we got off the train. We went to the medical store and I bought my cold medicine. She got some painkillers and periodic cramp pills. The store manages a proper system. Male medicine in a white paper bag and women in blue.

Jyoti: The time and prescription?

Seller old man: It is on the medicine.

I nodded and we ran to the bus.

Conductor: Wait-wait, we are not getting any more bookings.

Me: Reserved.

Conductor: Ticket?

I handed the QR code, and he scanned it and brought us to the seat. We put our luggage under the seat and put medicine in the above case. I was tired so I told the conductor to wake me when it was time to leave, and asleep.

Jyoti was very anxious and was worried. I noticed two packets of medication above my head, but I thought I was tired and asleep.

Soon, my sister woke me up, saying the conductor told her about the next stop. I woke up and pulled the bag and medicine pouch.

After 20 minutes of auto, we reached the house. I searched the bag for the key and opened it. It was a simple room, and one attached latrin bathroom. It was actually a big room and latrine and kitchen sharing small portions. We had a sofa, a wooden bench, and a double bed.

Then I was sick so she put all things on the table and asked me to change the dress and take the pill. She opened the pouch and pulled out the white pouch. There was one more patch for white, and it was labeled for months. It was in a blue pack, so she didn’t bother and opened the white pack.

She pulled out two packs of medicine, and the label she read was “1 for instant use, for more effect take 2 pills at once”. Then she pulled out the packets and gave me 3 pills from two packs. And I ate and went to the washroom. I stayed for 15 minutes and freshened up. She was sitting in bed and changed into a nightie.

She sat on the bed and opened the small pouch on which it was written: “Start today.” There were three packs for ten-ten pills on which it was written “One at a time”. She ate two and sat in bed. After some gossip, my mind started to spin a little and feel my heart rate increasing. I could feel my boner also increasing.

Jyoti: What happened, bro? Are you okay?

The more she was close, my heartbeat was repeating.

Me: Hey, what is that medicine? Check the name.

Jyoti: Are you feeling bad? Let me check.

She rushed and went through the packet label with the details. Then she dropped the packets and saw me with eyes open. My body was burning. My dick was perfectly erect and was hiding it.

Me: What happened? Does it have any reactions? Hey, say something.

Jyoti: Ok bro, listen. It is not for cold.

Me: Then, what is that for?

Jyoti: It is tadalafil.

Me: Tada..what?

Jyoti: Give me a minute, I need to call a little.

Then she started to ring someone.

Jyoti: Come on, pick up come on. Hey, yeah later, hear me out. I accidentally gave my bro two tadalafil.

I could hear the girl shouting on the call.

Jyoti: Yeah, ok, 30-40 minutes. Let me check.

She came to me and pulled the bedsheet I was hiding my erect penis with.

Jyoti: Yes, what are you saying?

“No way.” “What?” “No, I don’t want him to be like that.” “What are…”

(The talking continued for 5 minutes and I was losing my mind a little.)

Me: My head hurts.

Jyoti: His head started hurting, stage 2. Ok. That is the only thing. Ok.

She hung up the call and sat beside me. Then she held my hand and said –

Jyoti: You have a sex hormone inducer. You will feel a sudden urge to have sex for 36 hours.

Me: What! What to do? My mind is getting blank.

Jyoti: Please jerk off. I will help you a little with it. But you need to jerk off. Maybe thrice an hour for 3 hours and then once an hour to be on the safe side. Your dose is high.

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Writer’s note: The rest is in part 3. Please, guys, give me feedback. Mail me or comment here.

Hello saare doston, jo ISS pe aa kar meri story ke maze le rahe hai. Meri taraf se sab ko salaam. Mera naal Arman hai, aur ye meri pehli story hai. Main aapko pehle apni family ke baare mein bata deta hu.

Meri family mein main aur meri mom hi hai. Mere dad ki death ho chuki thi heart attack ki wajah se. Mom ka size bahut hi mast hai. Wo bilkul Sunny Leone ki body type ki hai, aur boobs ek-dum mast hai. Wo kayi logon se chudwa chuki hai. Unko maine kayi baar dekha hai sex karte waqt. Aise hi unko dekh kar mere mann mein bhi khayaal aaya ki unko chod daalu. Lekin aisa kabhi ho na paaya.

Ek din ki baat hai. Maine aise hi plan banaya ki unke saamne masturbate karu. To maine phone mein porn dekhte hue apne lund ko khada kar liya. Mom bed mein sath hi padi thi unhone dekha ki unka ladka porn dekh raha tha, to wo baahar hi chali gayi.

Is wajah se mera plan fail ho gaya. Fir ek din mere mann mein khayaal aaya ki unko chodne ke liye blackmail karu. Isliye maine unko bola-

Main: Maine aapko uncle ke sath sex karte waqt dekh liya tha.

To mom ye baad sun ke hairan ho gayi, aur rone lagi. Tabhi maine mom ko gale laga kar chup karwaya. Maine mom se kaha-

Main: Agar aapko kisi bhi kisi cheez ki zaroorat hogi, to aap mujhe batana, aur main aapko kabhi bhi nahi mana karunga kisi se sath sex karne ke liye.

Fir main mummy ko head pe kiss karke chala gaya. Agle din main bazaar gaya hua tha, to mummy aur uncle mere hi ghar mein sex kar rahe the. Jab main andar aaya to dekha ki mummy bilkul nangi thi, aur boobs bade mast lag rahe the.

Mummy ko maine raat ko hi allow kar diya tha, ki wo kisi ke sath bhi sex kar sakte thi, aur meri maa to waise bhi ek number ki randi hai. To ab wo mere saamne hi chudne lagi. To aise hi mere samne chudne ka, aur ek open minded family ka silsila shuru hua.

Ek din meri bua ki ladki aayi hui thi, jiske sath maine bachpan mein bahut hi maze kiye hue the. Uske jawaan hone ke baad maine usko nanga bhi dekha hua tha, aur 3-4 baar maine uski chudai bhi ki hui thi. Kyunki hamari family mein aisa ho jata hai.

Usko bhi meri mom ke baare mein pata tha sab kuch. To raat ko jab hum khaana khaa ke sone jaa rahe the, to meri behan bhi hamare sath hi so rahi thi. Hum sabhi raat ko nange hi sote hai, to wo bhi hamare sath nangi hi so rahi thi. Hum sab log mil kar ek bed pe hi so rahe the.

Itne ko main jab phone chala raha tha, to meri sister sath mein padi hui mere lund ke sath khel rahi thi, aur mom apne bf ke sath gandi-gandi baatein kar rahi thi phone pe.

Fir mom ne kaha: Tu phone side pe rakh de, aaj teri sister aayi hui hai. Usko bhi thoda time de.

Fir maine phone band karke apni behan ki chut mein ungli kar di, aur uski chut pehle se hi geeli hui padi thi. Fir mummy ne mera lund apne muh mein le kar khada kar diya. Uske baad maine apni behan ki chudai ki.

Us raat hamne 4 baar chudai ki, and mummy ne bhi ungli se apni chudai kari. Mummy ki chut ka paani mummy ne apne hath se hum dono ko pilaya. Agle din jab hum subha uthe, to maine dekha ki behan mummy ki chut chaat rahi thi, aur mummy maze se apne boobs ke sath khel rahi thi. Maine unko disturb nahi kiya, aur apna uth kar fresh hone ke liye chala gaya.

Fir hum sabhi baahar shopping ke liye chale gaye aur hum baahar restaurant mein khaana bhi khaa kar aaye. Mummy ne shopping mein apne liye new undergarments liye, and behan ko bhi khreed kar liye. Uske baad hum sabhi ghar aa gaye the, aur ghar aate hi sab ne apne kapde nikaal diye, aur nange hi ghar pe ghoomne lage.

Fir main aur meri behan tv pe movie dekhne lage. Tabhi mom ka boyfriend aa gaya, aur mummy ko kiss karne lag gaya. Mummy kiss karte waqt poore mood mein aa gayi thi, and mummy boyfriend ka lund nikaal kar choosne lagi. Lund choos-choos kar uska maal apne muh mein jhaad diya, aur usko pee liya.

Hum dopahar ko hum sabhi ne ek baar mil kar chudai kari, jisme mom ko unka boyfriend chod raha tha, aur idhar main apni behan ko chod raha tha. Chodte-chodte aise hi shaam ho gayi, aur mummy ka boyfriend wapas apne ghar chala gaya.

Fir agle din meri behan ne bhi apne ghar ko wapa jana tha. Main bahut hi sad ho gaya tha, kyunki main ab kiske sath chudai karta?

Fir mummy ne mujhe kaha: Sad kyun ho raha hai? Behan aa jayegi kuch din baad, aur abhi sad hone ka waqt nahi behan ko bye bolne ka hai. Tu behan ko jaate-jaate ek baar apne lund ko usko chut mein nahi daalega?

Tabhi main apne kapde nikaal kar apni behan ki choochiyon ke sath khele lag gaya. Sister bhi mere lund ke sath khelne lag gayi. Fir uski chut main ungli se sehlane laga. Uski chut pehle se hi geeli hui padi thi. Geele hone ke kaaran meri ungli seedhi uske andar chali gayi.

Fir behan ko sofe pe lita ke uske chut ko chaata, aur uski chut ka saara paani pee gaya. Uske baad apne lund ko uski chut mein rakh kar uski chudai kar di, aur fir main apni behan ko uske ghar choddne chala gaya. Fir jab ghar pe aaya to dekha ki maa apni chut mein ungli karke maze le rahi thi. The End.

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Hello! I’m thrilled to share a new story with you. As a writer who finds joy in both crafting and reading erotic literature, I embrace the complexities of desire. My stories are purely fictional explorations into the depths of human depravity.

I’m Priya, 39 years old. I married my high school sweetheart far too young—what I now recognize as a pivotal mistake that shaped my life. I have a 19-year-old son named Jatin. I’m blessed with two beautiful daughters from my second marriage.

Growing up in the UK, I experienced a culture where having children close together felt normal. It simplifies life: toys are easily repurposed, siblings learn to share, and the lessons of compassion unfold naturally. Most importantly, extended maternity made those early days feel like a royal privilege.

This story unfolds on a sweltering summer day. My daughter, Ankita, was just 10 months old, and I was expecting Ahana. My first husband, Ashish, remains a dear friend—after all, he is Jatin’s father.

Despite my parents’ confusion about our friendship, I find it comforting. Even now, when I mention Ashish joining us on family outings, my friends and colleagues often look bewildered.

On that sunny afternoon, the four of us—Vinay (my husband), Jatin, Ashish, and I—sat on the balcony. The air was thick with laughter and playful banter as we brainstormed our next holiday destination. Our maid, a warm presence in our home, brought us chilled mint lemonade.

Its refreshing scent mixed with the sound of laughter. Ashish and Vinay popped open a couple of beers, their camaraderie evident. “Let’s go international this time!” Jatin exclaimed, his youthful enthusiasm lighting up the room.

“No way!” I replied a mix of determination and humour in my voice. “I’m in my final trimester, and there’s no way I’m travelling with a 10-month-old.”

Vinay chimed in with a grin, “How about somewhere close, like Singapore, Thailand, or Malaysia?”

Ashish, playfully feigning exasperation, quipped, “Honestly, I feel like a third wheel here. You guys should stop inviting me on family holidays!”

“Nonsense!” Vinay shot back, laughter bubbling between them. “You’re a family, mate. Don’t talk like that!”

I couldn’t help but smile at Ashish’s smirk, an expression that whispered, “Yeah, right!”

For the next half hour, we tossed around over a hundred ideas. Everything from idyllic hill stations to spontaneous road trips and even a tiny island called Nauru. I had never even heard of it!

Just as the excitement reached a fever pitch, our maid interrupted, gently announcing that Ankita had woken up, likely hungry and ready for some love and attention. I called it quits and told the boys that I was game for anything they decided and left.

Moments later, I saw Jatin leaving while Ashish and Vinay continued their chat. As the night approached, Ashish left, and Jatin decided to crash at his old man’s place. Vinay and I were in our room. Vinay is such a sweetheart. When Ankita is full, I often skip the pump because he’s always eager to help.

It’s become our daily ritual, a quiet moment of connection. He would slip his hand in my Pyjamas and suckle on my nipples as I chatted with him about finances, the next day’s chores, and neighbourhood gossip.

In those shared moments, there’s warmth that envelops us, blending intimacy and friendship.  It’s a space where I feel seen and understood. Allowing me to express both the ordinary and the personal in a way that feels safe and nurturing.

Suddenly, Vinay turned to me, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. “Honey, can I ask you something?”

“Of course!” I replied, curiosity piqued.

He paused, his expression shifting. “Never mind. Ignore what I said.”

I felt a spark of annoyance. “You and I both know I’m not going to let this go until you tell me what you wanted to ask.”

“It’s nothing, really. I forgot,” he said, but the way he averted his gaze told me otherwise.

Pushing him gently away from my chest, I removed his hand from my pyjamas and sat up on the bed, an annoyed look crossing my face. “Ask!”

He took a deep breath, clearly wrestling with something. “It’s just awkward; I don’t know how to say this.”

“What happened? Please don’t tell me you lost money on Bitcoin again,” I teased, trying to lighten the mood, but my heart raced with the uncertainty lingering between us.

He hesitated, his eyes searching mine, and for a moment, the air was thick with unspoken words. I sensed that this was about more than just finances, a tension building that made me acutely aware of our closeness.

“Just tell me,” I urged softly, leaning in, my curiosity mixed with concern.

Vinay’s gaze shifted, the playful atmosphere suddenly taking a serious turn. “Do you miss Ashish?”

I blinked, caught off guard. “What the hell are you talking about?”

He hesitated, searching for the right words. “I mean… am I better than him in bed?”

A mix of surprise and confusion washed over me. “Where’s this coming from? Honey, what’s going on?” My heart raced as I tried to process the unexpected shift in our conversation.

Vinay shifted uncomfortably, his expression revealing a vulnerability I hadn’t seen before. The air thickened between us, the weight of his question hanging heavy in the room.

“I just… I need to know,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

I felt a flutter of emotions—curiosity, concern, and a hint of something else I couldn’t quite name. This wasn’t just a casual conversation anymore. It felt like we were stepping into deeper waters, and I wasn’t sure how to navigate it.

I wanted to lighten the mood, knowing I had to navigate this carefully. Ashish had been amazing in bed—not that Vinay was bad. I took a breath and chose my words wisely. “Apples and oranges.”

“What?” Vinay looked confused.

“Apples and oranges—two different fruits. There’s no comparison, my love. Both are unique and good in their way.”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “So, what do you like more—apples or oranges? And first, am I an apple or an orange?”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “What’s going on here? Why this all of a sudden?”

Vinay’s expression grew serious. “You know Ashish and I are good friends. Lately, I’ve felt like our physical relationship has become ritualistic. I don’t mean it’s bad; it’s just that I sense you’re not satisfied.”

“Nonsense!” I replied, trying to inject some warmth into the conversation. “It’s the pregnancy and hormones, my love. You’re overthinking this.”

He sighed, but I could see a flicker of relief in his eyes. I reached out, placing my hand on his, hoping to reassure him. “We’re in this together, remember? It’s just a phase. We’ll get through it.”

Vinay smiled faintly, the tension easing just a bit. Before we could continue with the conversation, I kissed him and said, “I want you to Fuck me hard tonight.”

The soft glow of the lamp bathed the room in a warm, inviting light, creating a cosy haven just for us. I sat curled against him on the bed, a gentle tension hanging in the air, charged with unspoken feelings.

Vinay reached out, his fingers gliding through my hair, brushing aside a few loose strands that had fallen across my face. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to embrace the moment, feeling both vulnerable and cherished fully. With lingering memories of intimate moments with Ashish, I closed my eyes.

Vinay’s touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine. I leaned into him, yearning for more of that connection. “Your hair is exquisite,” he murmured, his voice low and rich. The sincerity in his words made my heart flutter. I couldn’t help but smile.

But there was a flutter of uncertainty beneath it—what was he really feeling in this intimate space? As he began to twist and braid my hair, his movements were careful, almost reverent. I felt every tug and pull, each motion a silent promise of something deeper.

I held my breath, caught between the safety of our marriage and the thrilling potential of something more. “Just relax,” he whispered, leaning closer, his chin resting on my shoulder. The warmth of his breath sent a wave of anticipation through my body, stirring emotions I had kept hidden for too long.

I shivered, not from the chill of the room but from the heat of the moment. Time seemed to stretch. He continued to play with my hair, our laughter fading into silence, the air thick with tension. With every twist and gentle tug, I felt myself drawn closer to him. The space between us was electrified with possibility.

“What if…?” I thought, my heart racing as the question hung unspoken in the air. The room felt charged, each heartbeat echoing the weight of our shared connection.

In that intimate cocoon, surrounded by the warmth of his presence, I realized that this was more than just a simple act of hair play. It was a revelation. I longed to explore the uncharted territory between us. The monogamy could transform into something infinitely more profound.

He kissed my neck softly, whispering, “There’s a surprise for you, my love.” I kept my eyes closed, feeling the thrill of being blindfolded. He gently laid me down on the bed and instructed me not to move. A few moments later, I heard his voice asking if I was okay.

I replied, “I’d be better if I knew what the surprise was.” Even though I couldn’t see, I sensed his playful smirk and suspected he was up to something naughty. I reminded Vinay that there should be limits to our exploration, especially considering my pregnancy.

He reassured me, saying, “Everything is going to be alright.” I lay on the bed completely naked with the blindfold in place. The suspense was almost unbearable. I could feel sweat trickling from my forehead down to my neck, and the room was quiet, thick with anticipation.

There was a lingering scent in the air, a mix of excitement and desire. It was mostly the smell of my leaking cunt. It reminded me of everything that had just happened and could happen.

I felt a presence next to me, and I was at my wit’s end. I grabbed Vinay and kissed him. The moment our lips met, the pricking beard gave him away. I knew this was not Vinay. Immediately removing the blindfold, I found Ashish next to me with a smile and Vinay on a chair next to the bed.

Confused, I exclaimed, “WHAT THE FUCK!”

To be continued

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I walked into the reception and booked a private room. Riya wanted to pay for the room, but I denied it. She winked and teased me again by saying, “Can you control it until we reach the room?” I shook my head, indicating No. She giggled.

She pushed her hand, locking it with my hand in a gentle embrace. Our fingers intertwine perfectly, creating a sense of unity and intimacy. We walked towards the room in sync. She signalled her top and challenged, “Will you tear away my shirt to reach my boobs?”

She spoke in a low tone, not audible, to the guy who walked along with us to guide us to the room. She expressed her horny side by saying, “Madhan. I am dying to go inside the room.”

“To have you inside me.”

“To have your tool inside my mouth. Ah!”

Her chubby cheek widen with a cute smile. Oh heavens, I loved watching her grin. My eyes watched her hot, soft body, which would be mine after entering the room. I imagined my body sandwiching onto her fair white body. Her hand locked with my hand.

I rubbed my shoulder onto the side of one of her huge boobs, which felt soft cushiony. The warmth of Riya passed onto my rubbing shoulder. I came to my senses on seeing the room boy unlocking the door. The room was very spacious. The room boy showed the AC remote.

“Ok. I will take care,” I said, handing him a small tip. I bid the room boy out hurriedly. Riya only giggled as I rushed to latch the room door. The moment I latched the door, Riya pressed herself, hugging me from behind. “Madhan, If I tell you to go slow, will you?”

Riya stood on her toe, and her soft lips caught my ear and sucked my earlobe. In a single, fluid motion, I pulled off my T-shirt and banyan, letting them drop to the floor. Riya wrapped her arms around me. Her warm breath gently caresses my back, sending a shiver of comfort down my spine.

Her hefty boobs passed heat into my body. I turned around. Riya watched my eyes with a smile and hugged my bare chest. Her hair brushed against my skin as her soft, small hand rested gently over my heart. Her cold touch contrasted with the warmth radiating from me, creating a tender moment between us.

I tried to ease out of the hug to taste her juicy, sweet lips. She resisted and continued to hug me, tightening the clasp. I brushed her silky hair. I lifted her chin and locked my lips with hers. Savouring the softness of her full lips in a lingering kiss before gently pulling away.

After drinking a gulp of sweetness off her lips, my lips pulled away. She caught my chin. She locked her lips with mine straight with our noses colliding. Oh, her lips tasted yummy. Her lips started to move from my lower to upper lip slowly and restarted again.

That’s when my hands grabbed her huge ass cheeks. I smashed them hard over her pants, like squeezing the chapati atta. I lifted her, pressing her body against me as I cradled her in my arms. Her laughter filled the air as I hoisted her onto my hip.

She encircled her heavy thighs around my hips. Her boobs were tempting again by cramming onto my bare chest. I carried her and moved slowly. Our lips continued to eat each other dry. My hands cupped her heavy round ass cheeks. I placed her gently next to the bed.

I broke the kiss and watched her hefty boobs hidden inside the shirt. As per Riya’s proposition, I grabbed her shirt just below the collar and pulled it with a huge force. The force tore, with the top two buttons flying away. Her boobs just sneaked at me.

I can’t wait to grab those sexy boobs. Reading my mind, she said, “Ahhhh, Madhan, they are yours for today.” That’s when I yank the shirt for the second time, and this time two more buttons fly away, giving full access to her hefty tank boobs.

My hands quickly grab those boobs, and my face press into her cleavage. “Ah,” She started moaning with her fingers entering my hair. I could smell the aroma of her body, which was mixed with the perfume. Riya’s hands, which were resting on my waist, slowly moved to unbuckle my pants.

My hands felt very joyful on moving around her soft ass cheeks. My hands and fingers massaged and squeezed those white ass cheeks. I tried to part into the ass crack. My face rubbed against her soft bosom. Her hands were quick to unbuckle and push my pants away.

I quickly undid her hanging shirt and threw it away. I quickly undid her pants. She resisted my hands from undoing her bra. Instead she pressed her soft body onto me into a hug. I kissed and sucked her lips, tasting her wetness slowly. Her bare, milky body pressed onto my bare body.

My hard dick was inside my underwear, pressing onto her pussy over her panty. My hands rested on her bare ass cheeks. (Oh, man, they were like mosaic soft, creamy, and fleshy). I spanked one of her ass cheeks loud and hard. “Ah. Madhan.”

My lips moved to suck her neck. She bent her neck, parting her body slightly away from the hug. She surveyed my tent underwear, with my dick begging to jump out. Her soft hands ran all along the length of my cock over the underwear. Uff, my cock only hardened by her soft touch.

My eyes noticed her rosy, juicy lips. I imagined her rose lips around my dark, thick rod. It felt heavenly. As if reading my mind’s voice, Riya slowly pulled my underwear low, releasing the monster cock. The flat of her hand gently brushed over my thighs.

She grabbed the snake dick rod with one hand firmly. She continued to kiss me with her hand rubbing my dick from the root to the head. Her gold ring-laden finger, with a watch on her arms, played the thick rod.

Her fingers moving around my dick (Oh heavens). Rubbing my dick with her thumb, “Madhan, I want this inside me.” She pushed me onto the bed. She gathered the loose strands of hair and knotted them into a bun.

She walked around the bed displaying her sexy hump body. With every step, her heavy ass cheeks swayed, and her boobs jiggled inside the bra. She climbs the bed next to me. She crawls over her knee and positions her face next to my hard cock.

Riya grabs my cock, and her lips and tongue run from dick head to the root. She held my cock firmly with both of her hands and took the dick head into her pinky-rose lips and sucked them. The tip of the tongue drew lines over my dick head, with the dick head covered by her lips.

Oh heavens, it was a blessed feeling. She continued to use my cock as a brush as she moved my dick around all sides of her mouth. I inserted my fingers into her panty and started massaging her wet pussy. Her loop nose ring was looking nicer as her lips continued to ooze, taking my cock in and out of her mouth.

Riya repositioned herself between my thighs and covered my cock nicely with her rosy lips. I clutched her hair into my fist and started mouth fucking her, “Ahhhhh. Riya. Ahhhh.” She very nicely drenched my dick with her saliva.

Tightening the grip on her hair, I dragged her into the sleeping position. I widened her heavy thighs and slowly freed away her wet panty. I finally revealed my attraction for her, “Riya, I was tempted badly from the very first moment I noticed you at Hebbal.”

I pulled her hips to the end of the bed. I lifted her legs high, watching the ceiling. I slowly pushed my condom-laden nervy thick cock, which travelled halfway inside her wet pussy. I pulled out my cock. I hit the dick head over her pussy lips, watching her yearning expression.

Riya nodded her head, requesting me to poke the dick into her again. I pushed my cock again, halfway into her pussy. I yanked out my dick. I spit on her pussy and rubbed the dick head over the pussy lips. I repeated this a few times.

Every time she would grunt, “Fuck me. Fuck me, Madhan.” Finally, I clasped her thighs tightly together with my arms and pushed my cock deeper into her, “Ahh. Madhan.” I started drilling her pussy at a slow pace. Suddenly I increased the pace hitting into her pussy with huge thrusts.

Riya enjoyed the pleasure with closed eyes. With every shot, Riya would cry with louder and louder moans, which filled the room. I grabbed her boobs over the bra as I cum for the first time. We rested for a bit before going for a second round. She, too, had orgasmed.

In the second round, I bent her to a doggy style with two huge ass cheeks in my view. I spanked those ass cheeks one after the other louder and more painful. I pulled her bra cups with two huge melons falling out of the cage. Her milky boobs shook, and my hands encircled, trying to grab those soft flesh.

My fingers felt her small, erect nipples. I banged her harder. With every thrust, she would move her ass cheeks and moan, “Ahhhhh.” Her boobs jiggled with every thrust. Damn, I loved banging her in this position. After some shots, I pressed her ass onto the bed and drove much deeper into her pussy.

I ate her soft feathery ass and dirty wet pussy. I fucked her in a cowgirl, squeezing the jiggling melons. In the end, we played with each other’s bodies in the warm showers. I dropped her back and bid byes with a satisfying smile written on both of our faces.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

Hello once again to all the lusty and horny readers of this wonderful platform. Hope you all are safe in these hard times. The incident which I am going to share happened a few months back between a MILF Boudi (Bhabhi in Bengali) and me.

Let me introduce myself. I work in an MNC in Kolkata aged 28 with a height of around 6 ft tall and of normal shape and size. My dick size is around 5 inches. I am a temporary companion to the lonely bhabhies around Kolkata and hang out with them on a temporary date or hookup.

The female lead of the story is Sharmistha (name changed). Sharmistha is a homemaker and is in her early 30s. She is the mother of a two-year-old girl and the wife of a drunkard. She is the sexiest and horniest lady in our society, with a body stat of 36-23-36.

On occasions, she wears sexy jaw dropping low navel saree with backless, sleeveless deep chest cut blouses. At home, she mostly wears sleeveless nighties without any bra. Her huge bulging boobs make her more seductive.

I met Sharmistha at her marriage reception. At that moment, I developed a lustful crush on her. Our house is just next to each other and we can peep each other’s bedroom through our windows. Days and months passed. We just used to look at each other through the window without exchanging any words.

I started following her on Instagram, where she used to upload dancing reels and pics. It used to make my dick erect and salute her sexiness. I also used to post comments on her IG uploads, which she only liked but never replied to.

Her husband was a rich drunkard and good for nothing. At night, I often used to hear her husband abusing her physically. But she never raised the concern due to social concerns.

One day, we both met at a local doctor’s clinic. I had white patches in my hands for which I went to the doctor for consultation. Sharmistha was there as she had a cough and cold. She was wearing a sleeveless red blouse and a white saree.

She was wearing a push-up bra and a tight petticoat, making both her boobs and buttocks bulgy and bouncy. I noticed that even the doctor had a hard time controlling his emotions. It was completely visible from his pants.

The doctor, while checking her with his stethoscope, was trying to run his hands over her boobs and feel her. I don’t blame him because she was something which no man can resist. There were only two patients in the doctor’s clinic.

After checking and prescribing medicines to Sharmistha, the doctor went to the washroom for obvious reasons. If you people can figure it out, let me know the reason in the mail ID mentioned at the end of the story.

When the doctor was away, Sharmistha sat beside me as her cab was a bit far away. That was the first time when I talked to her. In fact, she was the first to ask me what happened to my health. I showed her the white patches on my hand. She replied not to worry, and it would be cured.

Then the doctor came a bit tired, and he did my check-up and prescribed me medicines. By that time, her cab also arrived. She invited me to join her in the cab as my residence was just next to hers.

In the cab, we were sitting at a social distance. But her body smell and her sexiness were making me mad and my dick erect. To avoid this uncomfortable situation, I sat, putting one leg above the other. But she also noticed my erect dick and was smiling.

I also smiled and gathered the courage to ask, “Why don’t you reply to my comments on Instagram?” By that time, our residence had arrived. She said, “I only reply to DMs and not comments,” in a bit seductive way, which left me a bit confused.

As soon as I entered my house, I ran to the washroom and jerked my dick off twice. Once I imagined the smell and moment we were together. The second time, thinking about the soft touch her skin made with me.

At night, I DM her on Instagram. The conversation was as follows:

Me: Hi Boudi!

Sharmistha: Hello

Me: Great, now I understand where to text to get a reply from you!

S: Do you want a reply or something else?

Me: I didn’t get you!

S: C’mon, don’t be so shy. I saw your feelings for me, which was popping out of your pants

Me: Hahaha, did you notice?

S: Yes, everything, your lustful eyes and your uncontrollable dick too!

Me: What can I do, boudi? You are too hot for any man to resist.

S: Don’t mind, even I also want to confess one thing!

Me: Feel free.

S: You know that I am in an abusive marriage situation, and my husband doesn’t care for me at all

Me: Hmmm

S: Even I also have my desires and needs….

Me: Absolutely boudi.

S: I used to love your comments on my post but was a bit shy to make a move.

Me: Never be

S: If you don’t mind, can we hang out in the coming weekend?

I was shocked and overjoyed at the same time. I couldn’t believe what my eyes just saw. I typed: My pleasure.

S: Great, I’ll plan everything accordingly, Good Night

After this conversation, I again ran to the washroom and masturbated.

Finally weekend came. Sharmistha was wearing a normal saree and I was in my t-shirt and jeans.

Me: Boudi, you are looking stunningly hot!

S: But why are you wearing so many clothes? Ultimately, we are going to spend most of our time naked!

And she seductively blinked one eye and pumped my crotch inside the cab. Sharmistha had booked a deluxe room on the outskirts of Kolkata. We both went inside the room. The room was sprayed with jasmine perfume, and there were rose petals on the bed.

I was sitting on the sofa and relaxing when Sharmistha switched on the television. It started playing Emram Hashmi and Tanushree Dutta’s Aashique Banaya Aapne song. She said, “Let us undress ourselves as they did in the song.”

The idea was great. I just got up and slipped my hand in her navel and started the liplock. While passionately kissing each other, I sat on the sofa and she on my lap. I pulled her saree down, opened her blouse, threw it away and again kissed passionately.

She started going towards the wall just like Tanushree Dutta. I also got up and removed my t-shirt and started moving towards her. She was in her bra and dress and was leaning against the wall. I pushed her towards the wall and started kissing her back and neck.

Then she turned around me, and both of our bare bodies touched. A sensational current ran in both of our bodies. We both had goosebumps, and we both started breathing faster. We both were looking into eachother’s eyes and feeling each other’s warmth.

The moment came to a standstill. I was caressing her back, and I unhooked her bra. Then she came back to her senses and hugged me tightly. The bra fell on the ground, and we both fell on the bed, rolling over and kissing each other. I opened my jeans and pulled her petticoat.

Now I was in my underwear, and she was in her pink panty. She said that she had a fantasy of her armpits being sucked. I, being an obedient lover, started fulfilling her wish. I pulled down my shorts. I was completely naked and started licking her armpits.

They taste like butter. While sucking her armpits, I started rubbing my dick against her pussy over the panty only. She started soft moans. But suddenly, she stopped me and pulled out a bottle of Old Monk miniature. She told me to pour the rum and then suck. I was shocked to imagine her fantasy.

I poured the rum and started sucking her armpits and rubbing my dick against her pussy gates. She was reciprocating the same with her soft moans, pulling hairs, and pressing my buttocks. After sucking both her armpits, I sucked her nipples and navel dipped in the rum. We both thoroughly enjoyed it.

Then I removed her panty and turned her around and poured some rum in her ass cracks, and started sucking. It was a different experience altogether because, to date, I have also never sucked any woman’s ass. It was her first experience as well.

After sucking her ass and fingering it, her asshole became a bit wide. It was ready to accept my dick’s invitation. I was looking at her face through the mirror. As soon as I put my dickhead on her ass cracks, she closed her eyes. When I pushed my dick inside her ass, she screamed out.

I started pounding her ass and spanking the same, and she started crying. She was crying out of pain, pleasure or emotion. It is unclear to me to date. After banging her ass for 5 minutes, we both fell exhausted. She started sucking my manly nipples.

When she was sucking my manly nipples, I was pumping her boobs. They were lactating. After sucking my nipples, she pointed my dick in her pussy in a cowgirl position and started the to-and-fro movement. I was also swaying with the motion and moaning.

The room was filled with our body-clapping sounds. While doing the cowgirl position, boudi lost her balance and fell. At the same moment I overturned her and ramped her into the missionary position.

She started abusing me in Bengali, which worked as an energy pill for me. After the missionary position, we both fell beside each other, exhausted and happy. She hugged me in the bed and said that she never enjoyed a session like this in her entire lifetime.

After that, we smoked and left the hotel room happy and satisfied.

I hope you all liked the experience. Request all the readers to read my other experiences, which are already published on this wonderful platform. Please share your feedback at [email protected].

Any ladies out there in Kolkata who want to have a casual hookup, reach me at the mail mentioned above. Thank you.

Doston is kahani mein jaaniye kaisi meri chachi chudi hospital mein.

Abhi pichle maheene June mein main apni chachi ko hospital le gaya tha, kyunki ghar pe koi aur available nahi tha. Hospital mein hum jaldi pahunch gaye the, to hum chachi ke number aane ka wait kar rahe the. Waha pe ek aadmi baitha tha (usne safed topi pehan rakhi thi), jo meri chachi ko baar-baar dekh raha tha, aur smile kar raha tha.

Main apni chachi baare mein bata du. Unka naam Nidhi hai, aur unki height kareeb 5’4″ hogi, aur rang gora hai. Unki sabse khaas baat hai unke chooche, jinka size mere hisaab se 38DD hoga. Unke chooche bahut mote hai doston, aur patli kamar.

Unki gaand zyada badi nahi hai, aur unki age 25-26 saal ki lagti hai, jab ki unki actual age 36 saal hai. Unke do bachhe bhi hai, jo 5 aur 8th class mein padhte hai. To kuch der baad wo meri taraf ungli karke meri chachi se poochta hai-

Wo ladka: Aap inki badi behan ho kya?

Doston meri chachi ko dekh ke sab ko yahi lagega. Uske itna kehte hi meri chachi blush karne lagi, aur bataya ki-

Chachi: Main iski chachi hu.

To wo bola ki: Aapko dekh ke nahi lagta.

Aur fir kuch der unki aise hi casual talks chalne lagi. Usne apna naam Riyaz bataya. Lekin mujhe ye baat achi nahi lagi ki chachi aise hi ek anjaan bande se baat kar rahi thi, to main baahar chala gaya. Uske baad mujhe mere dost ki video call aa gayi, to maine chachi se bola-

Main: Chachi main baahar parking mein car mein baitha hu, aap aa jana.

Kaafi der baad maine rear-view window se dekha ki meri chachi usi aadmi ke sath aa rahi thi. Lekin main ye dekh ke shock ho gaya ki chachi us aadmi ke sath uski car ki taraf jaa rahi thi. To maine chhup ke unka peecha kiya.

Jitne mein main uski gaadi ke paas pahuncha, utne mein un dono ne foreplay start kar diya tha. Uske paas fortuner gaadi thi. Maine peeche wali window se dekha, to wo aadmi meri chachi ko choos raha tha. Ye dekh kar mere hosh udd gaye, kyunki mujhe iski zara bhi umeed nahi thi, ki meri chachi ki chut mein itni garmi hogi ki wo kisi bhi anjaan aadmi se chud jayegi.

Meri chachi us aadmi ka lund uski jeans ke baahar se hila rahi thi, aur wo aadmi uske chooche kurte ke baahar se hi bheench raha tha. Thodi der baad baad Nidhi chachi ne apna kurta utaar diya. Usko bra mein dekh ke mera bhi lund geela ho gaya tha.

Uske chuche bra se bhi baahar aane ko ho rahe the. Aur fir us aadmi ne chachi ki bra bhi nikaal di. Kitne mote chuche the uske, aur wo aadmi fir unhe aam ki tarah choosne laga. Uske baad us aadmi ne apne underwear ke alawa saare kapde utaar diye, aur dobara se Nidhi ko choosne laga.

Fir thodi der baad meri chachi ki panty utaar di. Nidhi ki chut clean shaved thi. Ye dekh kar wo Riyaz pagal sa ho gaya, aur jaldi se apna underwear utara. Doston uska lund sach mein bahut lamba aur mota tha. Main khud use dekh ke hairan ho gaya tha. Mera lund kareeb 5 inch hai. Lekin uska lund lamba hone ke sath-sath mota bhi tha.

Uski badi gaadi hone ki wajah se Nidhi apni dono taange aaram se faila ke baith gayi, aur Riyaz ne uski chut mein ungli ghusa di, aur hilane laga. Nidhi moan karne lag gayi. Uske baad wo neeche jhuka, aur uski chut chaat ke geeli kar di. Uski fingering karne se pach-pach ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur Nidhi apni dono aankhen band karke aahh aaah kar rahi thi.

Iske baad wo apni seat pe aake baith gaya. Thodi der baad Nidhi ne uska lund pakad ke muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi. Doston meri raand chachi ek anjaan aadmi se chud rahi thi, ye dekh ke mujhe gussa bhi aa raha tha. Kyunki aise log mujhe pasand nahi. Par sath mein maza bhi aa raha tha.

2-3 minute baad wo uske muh par hi jhad gaya, aur chachi ab uska muth chaat rahi thi. Mere dimaag mein bas yahi chal raha tha ki meri chachi ek anjaan bande ka lund choos rahi thi, jinme se itni badbu aati hai. Nidhi aur Riyaz ne thodi der kiss kari, aur Riyaz ne Nidhi ki chut mein ungli kari. Idhar Nidhi Riyaz ke lund se khel rahi thi.

Fir Nidhi usse kehti: Mere pati ka lund itna bada nahi hai, aur wo jaldi jhad jata hai, jisse mujhe maza nahi aata.

Wo Riyaz ke lund ki tareef kar rahi thi. Saari baatein sun kar Riyaz bola-

Riyaz: Aaj tujhe dikhaunga ki ek asli mard kaise chodta hai.

Aur ab wo gaali-galoch pe utar gaya. Lekin meri chachi ko koi aitraaz nahi tha. Ulta use aur maza aa raha tha. Wo meri chachi se kehta-

Riyaz: Behan ki lodi, aaj tujhe dikhaunga mere lund ki taakat. Tere jaisi maal aurat ki pyaas main bujhaunga aaj.

Thodi der mein jab Riyaz ka lund khada ho gaya, to Nidhi uske upar chadh gayi, aur dono ke muh aamne-saamne the. Nidhi ne upar-neeche dheere-dheere hona start kiya, kyunki uska lund bada tha, aur Nidhi itni aasani se uska lund poora andar le bhi nahi paa rahi thi.

Riyaz uske chuche choos raha tha, aur usne uske chucho pe 2-3 love bites bhi diye. Riyaz ne fir jhatke tez kar diye, jisse Nidhi ki cheekhein nikal gayi thi. Lekin Riyaz ek jaanwar ki tarah bina ruke jhatke diye hi jaa raha tha, aur gaali bhi de raha tha. Nidhi ke chuche upar-neeche hote dekh mera bhi lund charam-seema pe aa gaya tha.

Nidhi ke nange badan pe bas uska mangalsutra tha jispe Riyaz ka muth lag gaya tha, jab Nidhi ne use blowjob di thi. Riyaz use chodte hue ruka, aur uska gala pakad kar use gaaliyan di.

Wo bolta: Saali aaj teri saari pyaas bujha doonga.

Aur ye bol kar chachi ko firse chodna start kar diya. Nidhi ke bikhre baalon ke beech mein sindoor bhi dikh raha tha. Ek sindoor lagaye aurat ko ek anjaan aadmi se chut marwate hue dekh mujhe bhi pata nahi kyun maze aa rahe the, aur wo bhi koi aur nahi meri khud ki chachi.

Nidhi 2-3 baar jhad chuki thi, lekin wo use chode jaa raha tha. Fir kareeb 20 minute ki chudai ke baad Riyaz chachi ki chut mein hi jhad gaya aur Nidhi uske kandho par hi jhadne ki wajah se gir gayi. Chachi ne use apni baahon mein bhar liya.

Uske baad dono usi position mein kiss karne lage, aur main jaldi se apni car mein aake baith gaya. 5 minute baad maine Nidhi ko aate dekha. Wo langdate hue aa rahi thi. Nidhi ke baal bikhre hue the, jinhe wo sawaar bhi rahi thi.

Doston agar aisi kahaniyan aur padhni ho to mail kare [email protected] par.

Hi, I’m Nikhil, a 23-year-old living in a quaint place here in India. My life is filled with the usual hustle. But there’s a special person who brightens my world – my girlfriend, Ananya.

Ananya is a 26-year-old with a presence that effortlessly combines elegance and charm. She has long, wavy hair that falls to her back, often styled with soft waves that frame her face beautifully. Her eyes are deep and expressive, for me, shimmering with a playful spark. That complements her radiant smile.

Her figure is graceful, with curves that highlight her femininity in a subtle yet captivating way. Her behaviour is both nurturing and passionate, making our relationship feel like an adventure. We had great understanding and sex, sharing strong chemistry.

Ananya comes from a family that includes her younger sister, Arya. She is younger, a spirited and lively young girl. Their mother, Radhika, is a striking figure in her own right. After going through a divorce a few years back, Radhika has still managed to retain her elegance and charm.

She is a woman in her late forties with a graceful presence. Her blonde coloured shoulder-length hair is streaked with silver, adding a distinguished touch to her overall look.

Her face is marked by delicate features, including high cheekbones and full, expressive lips that often curve into a thoughtful smile. She has a well-maintained figure that reflects the care she takes in her appearance.

It was a slow Saturday morning, the kind that made the hours lazily for me. The sun’s rays entered my bedroom, golden light across the floor. I rolled over in bed, reaching for my phone. The screen lighting up with a message from Ananya.

It was long. We both had been busy the past few weeks. Between work and family obligations, we hadn’t seen each other much. I could feel the growing distance between us. That’s why, after some thought, I decided to send her a message that morning.

“Hey, my love, it’s been a while since we spent some time together. Why don’t you come over this afternoon? Let’s make it a special day.”

I pressed send, my heart thumping in my chest. The anticipation of being close to her again, of rekindling that spark, filled me with excitement. The idea of an intimate afternoon alone together lingered in my mind, making my pulse race a little faster.

A few moments later, her reply came in. I was expecting a quick affirmation, but her response surprised me. “I’ll be there. But I might come a bit earlier than expected. Hope that’s okay?” I raised an eyebrow at the message, a small grin spreading across my face

I couldn’t help but feel the excitement build as I imagined the afternoon we’d share. I didn’t think much about the message’s slightly different tone. Ananya was known to keep things short sometimes when she was in a hurry. “Of course, come whenever,” I typed back, eager for the day to begin.

The hours passed as I prepared for the afternoon. I cleaned up the place, ensuring everything was perfect for when she arrived. I couldn’t shake the excitement bubbling up inside me. It had been too long since we’d had this kind of time to ourselves.

I could feel the familiar warmth and longing beginning to build within me. The thought of being close to her again made my body tense with anticipation. Finally, the doorbell rang. My heart hit my chest, and I rushed to the door, expecting to see Ananya’s warm, welcoming face on the other side.

But when I turned the door open, my breath caught in my throat. It wasn’t Ananya. It was her mother, Radhika Aunty. Aunty stood there in the doorway, smiling softly, her hands neatly clasped in front of her. She was dressed in a light, flowing kurti that hugged her figure in a way that made her look graceful.

Her blonde tail fell softly over her shoulders, and there was a glint in her eyes. It was as though she knew something I didn’t. For a moment, I stood frozen, completely taken aback. I had been expecting my girlfriend, not her mother. My mind scrambled to make sense of the situation.

Why was she here? Where was Ananya? I cleared my throat, trying to compose myself. “Aunty… I, uh, hi. I wasn’t expecting you. Is everything okay?” She smiled, stepping inside before I could invite her. Her presence was commanding yet comforting like she belonged in the room just as much as I did.

I shut the door behind her, still trying to make sense of what was happening. “I hope I’m not intruding,” she said, her voice smooth, almost teasing. “I just thought I’d drop by and see how you’re doing.” I forced a smile, still feeling a bit uneasy. “No, no. It’s fine. Just a surprise, that’s all.”

My heart was racing for reasons I couldn’t quite pinpoint, and was in undeniable tension in the air, something that hadn’t been there before. We sat down in the living room, and I did my best to hide my nervousness. This wasn’t how I had expected the afternoon to go. I couldn’t help but feel a little flustered.

Aunty had always been kind and always treated me well, but this was different.

I struggled to find my voice, awkwardly attempting to steer the conversation. “So,  Ananya isn’t with you?” She shook her head, leaning back on the couch with a relaxed ease that only made me feel more on edge.

“No, she’s busy today,” she replied. There was a hint of amusement in her eyes. “But I thought I’d come instead.”

I blinked, trying to process her words. “I see… Well, it’s nice to see you, of course.”

There was a pause, a heavy silence that hung between us as if the room itself was holding its breath. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, that there was more to this visit than just a casual drop-by. As we chatted, I noticed something unusual with Aunty.

Her smile lingered longer than normal; her eyes seemed to follow me more closely than they ever had before. Her words, too, felt more suggestive, though she kept everything light, almost playful. I couldn’t help but wonder if I was imagining things or if there was something more happening beneath the surface.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I leaned forward, my curiosity getting the better of me. “Aunty, is there… any particular reason you came by today?”

She hesitated, her fingers lightly brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she considered her next words. Then, she looked directly at me, her gaze intense and unwavering. “Would you mind if I was honest with you about something? Something personal?”

My pulse quickened at her words, the sudden shift in the atmosphere making me tense. I didn’t know what she was about to say. But I could sense that it was something serious, something that might change the dynamic between us forever.

“Of course,” I replied, trying to sound calm, even though my heart was racing.

She took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving mine. “I know this might come as a shock to you, but… I’ve developed feelings for you.”

I felt like the floor had dropped out from beneath me. I blinked, unsure if I had heard her correctly. “Aunty, I… I’m not sure what to say.”

She smiled softly, though I could see the vulnerability in her expression. “I know it’s unexpected. I never planned for this to happen. But over time, I’ve grown fond of you. More than I should have.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. I could feel the weight of them pressing down on me, and I struggled to find the right response. Aunty had always been like family to me, someone I respected, someone I looked up to. But now, standing before me, she wasn’t just Ananya’s mother.

She was a woman, vulnerable and open in a way I had never seen before. “I don’t know what to say, Aunty,” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.

She nodded, her expression softening. “I don’t expect you to say anything. I just… needed to tell you. I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore.”

Her honesty caught me off guard. There was no pre-tension, no games, just raw, unfiltered emotion. And as much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t ignore the emotions building inside me. She was an incredibly attractive woman.

The idea that she felt something for me, something more than just familial affection, put me in confusion and excitement. She took a step closer, her eyes locked on mine. “I know it’s wrong,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “But I can’t help the way I feel.”

Something was intoxicating about her vulnerability, the way she had opened herself up to me so completely. I could feel the tension between us growing, a silent pull that seemed to draw us closer with each passing second.

She hesitated for a moment, then continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “This morning, I saw the message you sent to Ananya.” My heart skipped a beat. So that’s how she found out.

“I wasn’t trying to invade her privacy,” she added as if reading my thoughts. “But her phone was there, and I… I saw it.”

I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment, but before I could respond, she reached out, placing a hand on my arm. The touch was soft and gentle. “When I saw the message, I felt something… something I hadn’t felt in a long time. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. About you.”

Her words sent a jolt of excitement through me, though I tried to push it away, reminding myself of the boundaries between us. But those boundaries felt more fragile now like they were slowly dissolving in the heat of the moment.

“I know you might think I’m just some older woman, and maybe I am,” she said softly, her eyes searching mine. “But I haven’t felt this way in so long. I just… I wanted you to know.”

I could feel the tension in the room rising. Her confession had opened a door that neither of us had expected. Now, we were both standing on the threshold, unsure of what lay on the other side. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood there, staring into her eyes, trying to process everything.

Ananya’s mother, Aunty, had just confessed feelings for me, feelings that seemed to have grown beyond mere affection. The tension between us was palpable, like a storm about to break. Her hand was still resting lightly on my arm, felt warmer now, more intimate.

My mind was racing. I should have been shocked, but there was something undeniably magnetic about the way she was looking at me. Her vulnerability mixed with the undeniable allure of her presence.

“Aunty…” I whispered, my voice trailing off as I struggled to find the right words. “I… I don’t know how to react, what to say.”

She stepped a little closer, her gaze unwavering. There was a quiet intensity in her eyes, something that made me feel both excited and uncertain. I had never imagined her in this way, but now, standing so close to her, it was impossible to ignore the pull between us.

“You don’t have to say anything,” she murmured, her voice soft but filled with meaning. “I just wanted to be honest. I couldn’t keep pretending that I didn’t feel something for you.”

Her words hung in the air, and I could feel the room growing warmer, the space between us shrinking with every breath. I could sense the unspoken desires that had built up between us, simmering just beneath the surface. This wasn’t just a conversation anymore. It was something deeper, something more dangerous.

“Aunty, I…” I tried again, but she interrupted me gently, her hand sliding down my arm, sending a shiver through me.

“Call me by my name, Radhika, okay,” she whispered, her voice low and sultry. “I think it’s time we drop the formalities, don’t you?”

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Radhika,” I said softly, testing the feel of her name on my tongue. It felt strange at first, almost too intimate, but the way her eyes lit up when I said it made my pulse quicken even more.

She smiled, a slow, knowing smile and took another step closer. Closing the distance between us until I could feel the warmth of her body just inches away from mine. My breath caught in my throat as her scent filled the air, sweet and intoxicating.

I found myself torn between wanting to step back and being unable to resist the magnetic pull drawing me in. “You must think I’m crazy,” she said. Her voice was barely more than a whisper now. “A woman my age… feeling this way about someone younger, someone who’s supposed to be with my daughter.”

Her words were laced with guilt, but there was something else there, too, something raw, something unspoken. I could see it in her eyes, the way they flickered with desire even as she tried to hold back.

It was as if she was fighting an internal battle. She was torn between what she knew was wrong and what her heart or maybe something deeper was telling her to do.

“I don’t think you’re crazy,” I said quietly, surprising myself with the steadiness in my voice. “I just… I didn’t expect this.”

“Neither did I,” she admitted, her fingers brushing against my hand in a way that made my skin tingle. “But sometimes, things happen, and we can’t control them.”

With her words, I found myself drawn into the moment, the tension between us growing stronger with every passing second. I could feel my resolve weakening, my thoughts clouding as the pull of her presence became impossible to resist.

Radhika’s hand, still resting on my arm, slid slowly up to my shoulder, her touch lingering in a way that made my breath hitch. She was close now, so close. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, the soft fabric of her kurti brushing against my skin.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of hesitation and longing. “But I can’t stop myself.”

I swallowed hard, trying to regain control of the situation, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Her confession, her touch, the intensity of the moment, it was all too much. My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

But my body seemed to have a mind of its own, responding to the unspoken desires that had been awakened. “I don’t know what to do,” I admitted, my voice strained. “This is… complicated.”

Radhika smiled softly, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of my shoulder. “Sometimes, it doesn’t have to be complicated,” she said quietly. “Sometimes, we just need to follow what we feel.”

Her words hung in the air, thick with meaning. I felt myself being pulled further into the moment. The logical part of my brain was screaming at me to stop, to walk away. But my body was betraying me, responding to the heat of her presence, the way her fingers lingered on my skin.

Without thinking, I found myself reaching out, my hand brushing against hers. It was a small gesture, but the electricity that shot through me at the contact was undeniable. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she looked up at me. Her eyes were dark with something deeper, something more primal.

For a moment, neither of us spoke. The kind that could only come from years of unspoken attraction finally bubbling to the surface. The logical part of me knew that this was wrong. I knew that we were crossing a line we could never uncross, but the pull between us was too strong to ignore.

Radhika moved closer, her lips inches from mine. I could feel the heat of her breath against my skin. My heart pounded in my chest. For a split second, everything else faded away, the thoughts of Ananya, the guilt, the confusion.

At that moment, it was just the two of us, caught in a whirlwind of emotions that neither of us could control.

“I shouldn’t be here,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “But I can’t stop myself.”

I didn’t know how to respond. My mind was a mess of conflicting thoughts, but the physical pull between us was too strong to deny. I could feel her hand sliding down my chest, her touch light but deliberate. I knew that we were on the edge of something that couldn’t be undone.

She looked up at me. Her eyes searched mine for a moment as if she were waiting for some confirmation. I could see the hesitation in her gaze, the guilt mixing with the desire. But before I could say anything, she leaned in, her lips brushing against my cheek in a soft, almost tentative kiss.

My breath hitched at the contact. Her kiss was light, barely more than a whisper of a touch. But it sent a jolt of electricity through me, igniting something inside. I could feel the heat rising between us, the tension building with every second that passed.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. “I don’t know if we should be doing this,” she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Neither did I, but at that moment, the line between right and wrong was blurring, dissolving under the weight of the emotions between us.

“I don’t know either,” I whispered back, my voice thick with desire. “But I can’t stop.”

For a moment, we stood there in silence, the only sound of our breathing. Then, slowly, cautiously, I leaned in. My lips brushed against hers in a kiss that was hesitant at first but quickly deepened into something more. Something we both knew we shouldn’t be doing but couldn’t resist.

Her hands found their way to my chest, and I could feel the warmth of her touch seeping through my shirt. My own hands moved instinctively to her waist, pulling her closer, feeling the softness of her body pressing against mine.

The kiss grew more intense, more desperate as if we were both trying to drown out the voices in our heads telling us to stop. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel the heat of her body against mine, the tension between us igniting like a spark.

But then, just as quickly as it had started, she pulled back, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “We can’t,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “This isn’t right.”

I nodded, trying to catch my breath, but the truth was, I didn’t want to stop. The pull between us was too strong, the emotions too intense. But I resisted myself as I wanted to respect her emotions. As we pulled away, breathless and caught in the overwhelming intensity of the moment, the room seemed to grow still.

Radhika stood before me, her face a mixture of guilt, desire, and uncertainty. Her eyes flickered with emotions she was struggling to contain. I could sense the internal battle she was facing. While torn between her senses, she left my place.

To be continued.

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Hi readers. First of all, thank you so much for the amazing response to my previous story. All the events described in this series are true except for the names and other personal details. Let’s continue from where I left off.

Let me start by re-introducing the characters of this story:
Sky (Myself): I’m a 28-year-old working professional in Delhi/NCR. I stand 5 ft 9 inches tall with average body type, fair skin and a tool of 6 inches in length and 2.5 inches in diameter.

Tej (The Student Counsellor): She’s 25 years of, a young, aspiring woman working as a student counsellor at a reputed institute of Delhi dealing in overseas courses. With a whitish complexion, she has a figure of 34C-30-32 and she works out regularly. She has zero belly fat (no abs, though).

Now, continuing from where I left:

After she reached her home, Tej didn’t reply to my texts or calls. She was evidently mad at me. I felt like I messed up a big time. But at the same time, various thoughts were running through my mind, like, “I know she’s way too out of my league, but what if it really was her first time?”

“Should I have gone for her request to fuck without condoms?”

“Is she ever coming back?”

“Did I miss an opportunity of a lifetime?” and so on.

The next day also, she kept me hanging, didn’t revert to my texts nor did she take my calls. A day later, she texted me:

Tej: Hey.

Me: Hey! Where have you been? Why weren’t you taking my calls or replying to my texts?

Tej: I was, actually, I am really mad at you.

Me: But why babe? What happened? What did I do?

Tej: You told me that I was forcing myself on you.

Me: You were too adamant to allow me to put the condoms on! And the way you dominated me felt amazing. I am having a boner right now, just thinking about the other day.

Tej: Hmmm.

I clicked a picture of my boner over the trousers and sent her a ‘View Once’ picture over WhatsApp.

Me: See it for yourself.

Tej: Looks delicious, but I didn’t even get a chance to kiss him. And to clarify, I was not forcing myself on you. I was way too horny and turned on to let you go.

Me: And now my boner is twitching. It’s hard for me to hide it in the office, yaar. I am literally hiding it by placing my laptop on it.

Tej: Too bad that you didn’t get to relieve it.

Me: Come over and help me, naa, please.

Tej: I am not coming. You will push me away this time as well.

Me: So, you still don’t want to do it with the condoms?

Tej: Not at all. I don’t want my first time to feel like plastic. I want to feel it real and raw.

Me: Okay, but I’ll get pills for you. Are you okay with that?

Tej: Of course I am! I don’t want to get pregnant at the age of 25. It’s not like I am planning to marry you or something.

Me: Of course not! So, when are we meeting?

Tej: I can come tomorrow morning if you are free.

Me: But I have work tomorrow.

Tej: Take a sick leave, naa. I’ll also bunk my office for you.

Me: Okay, done. I’ll buy the pills on my way home today.

Tej: Okay naughty, see you both in a few hours then!

Me: Both?

Tej: You and your voluptuous monster, you dumbo.

Me: Ahh, okay, okay. We both will be waiting. Let me also shave today.

Tej: But I love your beard.

Me: I was not talking about the beard, though. (wink, wink)

Tej: Ohh, Yes, please trim so that there is less friction and more fun.

Me: Would you like to taste him as well?

Tej: Shut up, let me work and see you tomorrow at your place. Goodbye till then!

Me: Bye, see you soon.

After that, I left work, bought an I-pill on my way home, removed my clothes and went for the shower. I also shaved my crotch area clean and had my dinner. I had trouble sleeping because there was a mixed feeling of guilt and excitement.

“What if it’s not her first time, and all she wants is to pass me the STD?”

“What if she really is a virgin, and I go to pop the cherry that too without the condoms?”

These were the thoughts crossing my mind as the night grew darker. I don’t know when I dozed off to sleep. I woke up at around 9:00 AM. I called my manager to call in sick. Then, I texted Tej and enquired about the plan. She told me that she’d take a cab to my apartment and would reach by 11:15 AM.

I then got up and did my daily chores. I cooked myself breakfast and then checked the time. It was around 10. I didn’t know how to kill the rest of the time, so I started watching some web series on Netflix. I got a call from Tej at around 11 that she’ll be reaching in 5 minutes.

I climbed down the stairs to receive her and then her cab arrived. My heart was racing as if it would explode. She came out of the car and was looking insanely gorgeous. She was wearing a white formal shirt with top 2 buttons undone. A small section of her milky white 34C breasts’ cleavage was visible.

Her shirt was too tight. It appeared as if her breasts would come out, tearing down the buttons. Black trousers and black heels, along with red lipstick and eyeliner. I involuntarily just hugged her tightly as soon as I saw her. Her breasts were crushing onto my chest, which gave me an instant boner.

As we parted, she said, “I believe I just hugged both of you.” To which I replied, “And I hugged all three of you, haha!” As we entered the room, she just pinned me against the door and started eating my lips out like a hungry bitch. She didn’t even give me time to put the latch on the door.

I somehow managed to lock the door while kissing her. Our lips were in each other’s mouths. We were literally feasting on each other’s saliva, and our tongues were wrestling. She removed her heels while kissing me, held me by my collar, and dragged me to the bedroom.

Then, she pushed me onto the bed and didn’t even give me time to realise what was happening. Oh Gosh! I love dominating women, and she knew it. She removed my Polo T-shirt. I ws just going with the flow and put my hands up and lifted my back to assist her.

She again started charging on me by kissing my lips, then she moved to my neck and then started licking my nipples. I am very sensitive around my nipples, so I tried pushing her. But, it was of no use. She held my hand tight and started biting my nipples. Now, she undid my belt and unzipped my pants.

I helped her remove my pants. Now, I was just in my underwear and she was wearing all of her clothes. I started unbuttoning her shirt while she was still on top of me. I undid her shirt and threw it away. She was wearing a white bra underneath, and her boobs were eager to come out of it.

I held her by her waist, pulled her closer to me, and started kissing her passionately. Her breasts were crushed on my naked chest, and our tongues were fighting in each other’s mouths. I unhooked her bra and released her breasts.

Now her perky nipples were poking into my chest. We were too engrossed in kissing each other like passionate lovers. Now, I flipped her and pinned her down. I kissed her neck, nibbled her earlobes and all she could do was to maon to her topmost voice.

Now, I started kneading her milky white breasts with my one hand and swirled my tongue around her nipples. I was kissing her breasts, kneading her but not even touching her nipples. She became restless and held my hair and put my mouth on her nipples.

I started sucking the life out of her breasts while kneading the other one. She was going crazy.

Tej: Ahhh, fuck… um yes. A little slower, naa, it’s hurting. Ouch!

Then I started kissing her navel and putting my tongue in it. She started moaning and unbuttoned her jeans and removed them. Now, both of us were just in our underwear. I went further down and started kissing her knees. I was licking her knees and slowly moved my tongue upwards on her thighs.

Now, I was kissing and licking her thighs, inner thighs. Then, I planted a soft kiss on her panties. She smelled really nice down there. I came upwards and gave her a nice smooch once again. Now again, I slowly started kissing her neck.

I then reached for her panties, leaving a kiss trail all over her breasts, stomach and navel. I removed her panties with my hands and started kissing her around her inner thighs. I started teasing her and started kissing around her pubic area. She was trembling and moaning.

Tej: Ah. Please stop it. Fuck me already. Ummm, you will kill me today. Ahhhh fuck me. Fuck me, please, Sky!

Now, I moved my tongue around her clitoris and started simulating it with my tongue. Then, I slowly inserted my tongue inside her pussy. I moved my tongue inside her in a to-and-fro motion while fingering her clitoris.

Tej was crying in pleasure and also biting her lips in between. She was also massaging her breasts with her hands. She was on cloud nine! She crossed her legs and pushed my head more inside her pussy.

Tej: Sky, you are too good at this! Please don’t stop! Ahh! Yes! Please don’t stop! I am about to cum. Ahh! What’s happening to me?

After listening to her, I also inserted the thumb of my right hand into her love hole. Now, I was moving my tongue in a circular and up-and-down motion. My thumb moving in to and fro motion inside her love hole. Her thighs started shaking, and she clenched her asshole.

She released her juices in the next couple of seconds, and I drank it all. But I didn’t stop. I continued the cunnilingus, and within 2-3 minutes, she came again. But I continued until I lost catch of my breath. Until I was done eating her, she had already had multiple orgasms.

I lay beside her and asked how it was. She responded by kissing me and licking her cum off my mouth and face. She literally squirted all over my face, and now she was cleaning it with her tongue. Now she slowly moved her hands towards my underwear and started stroking my dick over it.

I was so pumped up with the entire act. I came inside my underwear within a minute or so. Now, she removed my underwear and cleaned it with a tissue.
She slowly came on top of me and started kissing me yet again. Our salivas were mixed up in each other’s mouths.

Her breasts were being crushed on my chest. I was pressing them hard, pinching her nipples. My dick was ready for action in no time. I could feel the warmth of her pussy over my dick while she was kissing me. She again lifted her ass, adjusted her pussy on my tip and was about to enter. But I stopped her.

Tej: Not again yaar, Sky. I am having the best time of my life. Please don’t spoil the mood.

Me: Are you sure you want to do it without condoms?

Tej: 100%! I want to feel you raw. I want to feel the warmth of your juices inside my body.

Me: Okay, open that envelope kept beside you.

She took the envelope and took the lube out of it. She took the lube in her palms and massaged it on my dick. She spat on my dick as well while massaging it and looked like a real porn star. Then she came over me, positioned herself over my dick and came forward.

We started kissing again. That day, we kissed so much that my lips were swollen and sore! Her breasts were crushed on my chest, and she gave a light push to her ass. My hands held her ass tightly. Gosh, they were buttery smooth! I smacked her ass.

I could feel that I still hadn’t entered her other than my tip. She was already in so much pain. She had closed her eyes tightly and was screaming in pain. I kept my dick in that position and held her ass so that she doesn’t move it. I was confused yet again.

Is she acting like it is paining, or is it actually her first time? I slowly started pushing her ass towards my dick. Really slow, maybe just a centimetre. She bit my lips in pain, and my lips started bleeding. I then again pushed my dick inside her pussy a little more until my entire dick was inside her.

She really was too tight for my dick. It was really very painful for me as well. Now, both of us were screaming in pain, but also, lust took over. She slowly started riding me at the slowest pace possible. In about the next 7-8 minutes, I felt like I was about to cum.

She was not stopping, and my dick was burning in pain. In the next 30-40 seconds, I unloaded myself inside her pussy. She was also exhausted, so she collapsed on my chest while my dick was still inside her pussy. We rested in the same position for a while, and then I flipped her and pinned her down.

I slowly removed my dick which was paining as if it got severely injured. As soon as I removed my dick, there was blood all over my dick and Tej’s pussy. Well, she really was a virgin, after all. But I was pretty sure that even my dick got a bleeder in the process.

I cleaned both of our private parts with the tissue. I actually used plenty of tissue as there was a lot of blood. After cleaning up, I lay beside Tej. She hugged me tight. We shared a kiss again, and my dick started rising again! Let me tell you guys, it was a painful erection.

I suddenly felt the urge to relieve myself. So I broke the kiss, excused Tej and went to the loo. As soon as I started urinating, it felt like fire was getting out of my dick. There was this burning sensation and too damn hurting. I came to the room again. Tej was lying all naked with a smile and exhausted eyes.

She pulled me closer and gave me a peck on my lips. “It was amazing, Sky,” she said. I kissed her back. She pinned me down yet again and said, “Let me return the favour.” She started kissing my pubic area and then suddenly took my dick in her mouth and started licking it.

She wasn’t an expert, but she was good at it for a fresher. She started blowing me, and now, there was a mixed feeling of pain and ecstasy. A few minutes into the blowjob, I held her by her hair and pulled her face towards me. We shared a passionate kiss, and I told her:

Sky: As much as I loved the efforts put in by you for this blowjob. It is really very painful. I am in no condition to continue this today. Maybe some other day!

Tej: I can understand. Even my pussy is burning right now. I don’t think I will be able to even walk properly for a few days. But I loved every part of what we shared today and looking forward to doing it all over again and again and again.

Saying this, she started teasing me by kissing and licking my nipples and chest.

After that, we ordered food and ate it. I gave her the contraceptive pill and made sure she swallowed it (for peace of mind). Then, I helped her get dressed up. I love dressing my partner after sex.

Then, I booked her a cab to her home. As soon as the driver arrived, we kissed once again and hugged, and then we bid goodbye.

Well, that was it for this part. In the next part, I will tell you about the other encounter. Do not forget to shower me with your emails along with the feedback. My email id is [email protected].

Also, if any Woman/Girl/Couple around Delhi/ NCR want to explore their fantasies, feel free to contact me.

Hello everyone, hope you remember me. I am Rohit, and you should remember my Mom, Sujata, too. She is 38 years old and with a sexy slutty figure of 34D-30-36. We have been fucking each other since a burning desire of lust sparked between us.

My Mom loves to be dominated and used in a nasty way. My Dad failed to do so, as he is a gentle soul. But I, on the other hand, got my Mom’s genes in sex and always wanted to be in command.

I want the one I am fucking to be submissive to me and allow me to use them like a dump slut. My Mom loves it, too and surrenders herself to me completely. I dominate and humiliate her, and she loves it a lot.

Last night I still remember how my Mom came to my room after my Dad slept. She pulled my shorts down and started to lick my balls till my dick rose to the top. Once my dick was pointed to the fan above, my Mom sniffed my balls.

I winked at my Mom and asked if we could try something that we never did. She said she is ready and she is my slut to be used. I directed her to raise my dick towards my stomach.

She did, and then I asked her to lick the line that was on my balls, starting from the bottom. The line started from my asshole, and that made my Mom more kinky. She smiled and went between my legs.

I spread my legs wide and moaned as her tongue brushed over my hairy asshole. I then caught my Mom’s hair before she came up to my balls licking. I asked my Mom if she ever licked my Dad’s asshole.

She said she didn’t lick, and I asked how do you feel looking at my asshole. She said it was all hairy. I asked her to smell it and tell me how it smells. She smiled, and with a naughty look, she placed her nose over my asshole.

Her breath tickled me, and I gasped. She told me it was a different odour. I asked if she could tell me how it tastes. She smiled and went between my legs. With her tongue out, she licked my asshole.

I trembled and held her hair tightly. I started to like it as my Mom started to lick my asshole and stroke my dick with one hand. She licked my asshole, making it all wet and tried to poke her tongue into my asshole.

I was in pleasure and moaning while my Mom licked and stroked me for a good 15 minutes, after which I pulled her on me. I kissed her lips and said she is the best Mom any son can have.

Raising her nightie, I made her sit on me and ride. She rode me till both of us exploded together and then left my room. She slept peacefully beside Dad. I slept nude with both our juices all over my dick, stomach and bed.

I started to love my Mom more as she was always there to satisfy my sex hunger. My friends started to notice that I was so happy. They started to ask me why. I casually replied that my Mom was taking good care of me.

That’s when the topic changed towards my Mom. One of my friends commented, “Yes, bro, aunt has a beautiful smile.”

“Even she is hot among all our Moms,” another friend of mine commented. I said, “Stop it, guys. All our Moms are of the same age, so there is nothing special about my Mom.”

“No, we won’t agree,” said one of my friends. He took his mobile out, showing his Mom’s pic. He said, “Look at my Mom. She looks old for her age, but your Mom doesn’t look old. In fact, she looks hot among all our Moms.”

All 4 of us looked at his face in shock. He noticed it said, “It’s true, why don’t you all show your Mom’s pics and then decide.” We all agreed and pulled out our mobiles and displayed our Mom’s pic.

I showed them the pic of my Mom, where she was wearing a yellow saree with a black blouse. She had flowers in her hair and was smiling with a mangalsutra on display. It’s her side view pic. It is also giving a good view of her waist which was dusky in color.

The saree could not completely cover her navel, and some part of her navel was visible, too. All my friends are all over my phone, zooming my Mom’s pics, making her side boob look clear. I didn’t notice earlier. But as they zoomed in, I could see the white bra my Mom wore beneath a black blouse.

It gave me an instant erection, and I knew even my friends had it too. Now, it was declared my Mom was the hottest among the group. They teased me if I had some moments like touching her waist and other parts. I was like I owned her in my mind.

But I said, “No, she is a good woman, so pious and loyal to my Dad.” They believed it. I know from that day they might have masturbated thinking about her.

3 months after this incident, one morning, I woke up and saw my Dad had already left for the office. My Mom was getting ready, and she was wearing a white saree. I noticed when she was about to put on her pallu that her cleavage was visible and her poking nipples too.

I went to my Mom and caught her nipples. I asked her why she was not wearing a bra. She slapped my face slowly and said, “Someone tore them every time I wore a bra at home when he was around. He wants my boobs to be free and swing while I walk around him.”

That’s when I remembered that I tore 4 bras when she wore them at home. I said we would go shopping in the evening and get some new bras. My friend Vikas, the one who said that my Mom is the sexiest, owns a clothes shop. I could get some new bras for Mom at a discount.

So when I was in college I told my friend Vikas that I would be coming to his shop in the evening along with my Mom. Listening to that, he was so happy that his face glowed when I mentioned my Mom. He was happy and said he would be waiting for us. In the evening, we started on my bike.

My Mom was wearing a kurti, which was light blue. Her matching leggings were showing her well-shaped thighs and ass. It was hard looking at her. I saw that she wore a slip, and a kinky idea came to my mind. I told my Mom to remove the slip that she wore.

My Mom, in shock, asked me, “Why, da?” I told her that we were going to buy new bras and that wearing a slip would cause a delay in checking the bra size.

But my Mom said she already knew the size. I said that’s before when Dad was using them. But they might have grown after I started playing with them. My Mom laughed and said that I was right.

She removed it, and we started to go to the shop on my bike. My friend’s shop is in an area where all the wholesale things are sold. We need to travel almost 4-5kms to reach. Looking at my Mom’s boobs jiggle as we started, I was turned on.

On the way, seeing the roads empty, I got a naughty thought and placed my Mom’s hand over my bulge. My Mom pulled off her hand, but I pleaded, “Please play with my dick till we reach.” My Mom said that it’s too risky and I need to concentrate on driving now.

I stopped the bike beside a huge tree and looked on either side of the road. I saw no one was there, so I took my Mom behind the tree. I pleaded with my Mom to give me a blowjob in the open. But my Mom was not ready, so I pulled my dick out and placed it in her hand.

She was scared yet started to stroke my dick. I threw her dupatta and started to press her boobs. My Mom started to get horny and was moaning. I placed my hand on my Mom’s pussy and felt its wetness. I pulled her leggings down and found that she wore a yellow thong.

I bought some thongs for my Mom, which only covers the pussy lips in the front. I ordered her to wear only them. I pushed the part that covered her pussy lips, and it was all wet already. I was rubbing my Mom’s pussy with my fingers, and she started to stroke my dick harder.

I moaned, “Mom, I want to fuck you here.” Mom was scared as it was risky. I ask her to help me cum then. She came closer and started to rub my dick on her wet pussy lips. It was so soft, and I was playing with her boobs and hard nipples.

She was stroking and rubbing. After a few minutes, I was grunting as I was about to cum. My Mom immediately sat down and took my dick in her mouth. I cum into her mouth, which she drank happily. We started back to the shop.

It was already 7:00 PM. One of my Dad’s friends saw us and asked what we were doing there. I told him that the bike had some trouble. When we reached the shop Vikas was so happy to welcome us in.

I asked why there was no one in the shop. He told us that the shop closes by 7:30, and he is just waiting for us to keep it open.

Did my Mom get the bra she wanted or did Vikas give something else to my Mom? Did she accept what Vikas gave? What did Vikas do to my Mom? Is she a pious and loyal Mom after that shopping? I will let you know in the next part.

Please let me know your thoughts on my sexy, dusky Mom Sujata in my email [email protected]. Bye.