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I had returned from the hostel for summer break. I had gone for about 8 months for my college degree. My father, mother, and I are in our family. My father works near home in his office. He was very busy at work and could not pick me up from the hostel for home. I reached home about 6 pm in the evening and my mother had been waiting for me from the start of the day.

I rang the bell and the door opened. My mom hugged me very fondly. I had also been missing her. She took my luggage and asked me about my journey. Our home has two bedrooms. One I use and the other my parents.

After dinner, my mother insisted that I go and sleep together with them as my room’s electric connection had cut down, and the heat was very high. After too many arguments, I agreed to sleep in her room. My father called me and I came to know that he would come by tomorrow night. At about 10 pm, I went to bed. After half an hour, mom came to the room after locking the main gate.

She always wears a nightie at home. But that day, she wore a saree (Indian traditional cloth). I asked why mom was wearing a full saree at home in this heat. She said all the nighties were in a bucket for washing. I wore a tracksuit and a t-shirt.

Then we both went to sleep with a white bed sheet on our feet. Mom started asking about my hostel life. I said everything was going well. She had been feeling uncomfortable. Mom said if she was alone she would have slept in a blouse (on a bra) and a petticoat (under a saree).

I said: Then mom, you should remove the saree (seeing her uneasy).

Mom, after much hesitation, removed the saree and threw it to the corner as she had been willing to do for a long time due to the heat. She also told me that I should wear half shorts instead of full.

I said: Mom, I have not brought any half pants.

Mom asked if I was wearing underwear under my pants. I tried to fasten to end the conversation as I hesitated to talk about my underwear with my mom. I said, “Yeah.”

Then mom asked me to remove my pants as she could see I was in the same state as her. I upright refused, but mom smilingly said what shame in front of mother and how she had seen me naked from childhood.

In my mind, I said: That is not the same anymore.

I confronted her for about 10 minutes, but mom really insisted, and then I said okay. I had to wear red half underwear. But when I started to remove my pants, my penis pumped a bit. I backed my mom to hide my boner and quickly came to bed after throwing my pants and it just landed on the saree.

Then I pulled up the bed sheet up to my waist. Mom was also having her petticoat covered. Then she asked why I had become so shy, and I replied there was nothing like that. She said that I should not shy in front of her own mother and I nodded to her word.

We had removed our clothes but it was not sufficient as the heat was very high. We were not able to sleep and were just changing sides. After half an hour, mom started to ask if I was feeling alright, and I said, “Not much.” Mom murmured that if she did not sleep, she would have a headache in the morning. I felt bad that my mom was not able to sleep. Then she asked me if there was any way to fall asleep.

After some thought, I replied, “You have to release some relaxing hormones, and you will perhaps be able to sleep”.

Mom asked, “How to do that?”

I said: I am unable to tell you that.

Mom curiously asked: Why?

Then I replied: It’s somewhat hard.

Mom said: What is so difficult to tell me? I am willing to do everything you will tell me to be able to sleep.

Then I took a deep breath and said: Mom, listen, do not be angry at me or yell at me.

Mom said: No, I promise I will not.

I finally said: You have to have an or. g. asm.

Mom irritatedly told me to say it clearly.

I said: Okay, if you want to hear, then listen. You have to have an orgasm.

And saying this, I bit my lip out of embarrassment. I thought she would scold me hard. After some silence from both sides, mom said –

Mom: Okay, but the thing is…

I was surprised but eagerly asked: What, mom?

I apologized to mom for having started a talk like this. But she assured me not to feel sorry because, as per her, she forced me to talk about it. I then gathered some courage and asked what she was ashamed to tell, and mom whispered, “I cannot”.

Then I came to know that she was not able to orgasm for a long time. I could hear a depressed voice. I asked about dad. She said they tried, but mom did not want to upset dad, so she did not tell him, and every time, she faked it. After some of this talk, mom suddenly felt a bit shy and said she was sorry to tell me this.

I firmly held her hand and told her not to feel sorry. Then I became bold and said I would make it happen.

Mom asked: How can you make this happen?

I told her that I would make her orgasm. Hearing those words, mom took her hand away from me.

I said: Mom, you said not to feel shy, and you are feeling this way.

Mom said: It is not right.

I said: I just want to help you.

Mom said: But…

I said: What ‘but’ mom?

Mom said: Fine, I understand that you want to help me. But you have just turned 19. If you keep aside the fact that you are my son, then also you will not be able to make me cum.

I said: Why are you doubting me?

Mom firmly said: Your dad cannot do it; how can you do it, having a small age and size?

I argued about why she said that. Then I asked mom if she had seen my penis and she said no.

“Then how did you assume it to be small?” I asked mom.

She did not say anything.

“Mom, I am your son,” and saying so, I lifted the bed sheet. My dick was in a dom shape in my underwear.

Mom was somewhat surprised to see my dick and jokingly asked how I made it so big. I asked mom if she would permit me to show her, and it was much bigger than it was shown then.

Mom said: Okay, if you want to try. But it is for tonight only and it will remain between us.

I said: I promise, mom.

Then I took out my dick through the underwear hole. I put some saliva on my dick to make it pump.

Mom said just a word, “Wow.” I thanked mom and told her not to be shy.

Mom asked: Okay, it is for the first and last time.

Then she grabbed my dick. Her bangles started to make a sound as she slowly stroked it. Mom said she would first try to make me cum because if I would cum in the middle, she would have to bear the pain of being unsatisfactory.

I said: Mom, you can try, but I promise you to make you orgasm.

Mom began to stroke harder and finally, she took it in her mouth.

I said: Mom, can I play with you?

She nodded: Of course.

I started to touch her boobs which were hanging as I could see mom’s cleavage. The sweat was so high that mom’s nipples had left a mark on her blouse. I asked her which color bra she was wearing, and she replied, “Blue.” I wonder if she was matching the color panty. Mom said although she had agreed to fuck, she was very shy in front of her son. I tried to comfort her by kissing her neck.

Mom moaned: Oh, please.

I heard her first moan. Then we mutually agreed that I would fuck under her petticoat. She was sucking my balls and the tip of my asshole. When mom said she loved the smell, I took my two legs upward and showed her a full view of my ass. Mom suddenly got more excited and started to lick my ass and asked if I wanted to cum. It was fine.

Me: Don’t worry mom, the last one to cum will be me.

She smiled and asked if I wanted to taste her. I said, “Yeah”. Then she turned and sat near my face covered with her petticoat. It was the first time I saw my mom’s private parts. I sniffed my mom’s pussy first and slowly set her panty aside. It was very wet, and when I asked her about it, she said it was sweat. But when I insisted on telling the truth, she said –

Mom: Yes, I am wet for you.

I was not expecting this answer, and hearing that, I put my tongue in her cunt. After a minute, she could not resist and asked to lick her deep. Then I put her waist encircled by my hands firmly and started to suck her like nothing. Mom went crazy and started to moan louder.

Then I did the same with her as she had done with me ten minutes ago. Like mom like son, I put my tongue into her asshole, and her hole was smelling so lewd with sweat. I put in some saliva and then smelled it. It was like I was in heaven, but I did not climax. After two minutes, my mother could not control more and said the golden words, “Fuck me”.

I asked her, “Are you sure?”, to confirm.

She strongly said: Just fuck me and keep your promise.

She wanted to me initiate. I told her to sit on my belly so I could start to fuck her seeing her face. Then she lifted her petticoat and came to sit sliding with my dick making my dick throbbing with her panty. Mom asked if I needed lube but I said she was wet enough. Mom became shy and told me not to talk like that. I told her that I genuinely wanted to make her orgasm and so she also had to co-operate.

Mom said: Okay, say all the nasty things to your mom.

To be continued.

Hello friends, mera naam hai Shivam Dubey aur main Madhya Pradesh ka rehne wala hu. Mere Pitaji fauj mein hawaldaar hai, aur meri maa ghar mein bachho ko tuition padhati hai. Meri maa ki umar lagbhag 46 saal hai, aur wo dikhne mein aaj bhi kamaal hai. Unka figure 38-38-40 hai. Dekhne mein meri maa Qayamat lagti hai.

Main college mein hu B.tech. 2nd year ka student hu. Abhi kuch samay pehle meri dosti hui mere mohalle mein kiraye pe rehne aaye Kabir Ali se. Kabir paas ke hi bazaar mein women leggings and yoga pants ki shop chalata tha. Meri dosti usse ek dost ke zariye hui thi.

Pehle hum sirf normal friends the, par fir hum kabhi sath cricket khelne jaate chutti waale din. Ya aise hi ghoomne nikal jaate to hamari dosti aur gehri hoti gayi.

Ek din meri maa ko kuch kapde lene the, aur leggings bhi leni thi, to maa ne mujhse kaha –

Maa: Mere sath bazaar chal le.

Main maa ko bazaar le gaya. Fir kuch shopping ke baad maa ne mujhe bola –

Maa: Mujhe kuch leggings leni hai.

To main maa ko apne dost Kabir ki dukaan pe le gaya. Jab hum Kabir ki dukaan pe pahunche to Kabir ne mujhse hello bola, aur maa se namaste bola. Us time pe maa ne salwar-kameez pehna hua tha aur chunni le rakhi thi.

To maine Kabir se bola: Maa ko leggings chahiye thi, to main tere yahan le aaya maa ko.

Fir wo bola: Bahut acha kiya bhai. Teri apni dukan hai.

Uske baad maa ne Kabir ko do kurti dikhayi aur boli: Leggings match karwa do iske sath ki.

Kabir upar gaya aur 4 Leggings (Brown, Black, Green and Red) le aaya. Usne maa ko bola-

Kabir: Offer hai 2 ke sath 2 free. Wo bhi sirf Shivam aaya hai to iske liye.

Maa ne dono leli aur 2 free mein mil gayi. Uske baad Kabir ne maa se bola –

Kabir: Aunty ji, new Yoga Pants aayi hai, bahut hi achi fitting mein. Aap wo bhi try kariye. Lena naa lena aapke upar hai.

Pehle maa mana karne lagi, par usne bola –

Kabir: Nahi pasand aayegi to mat lijiyega.

Iske chalte maa ne try karne ka socha. Maa 1 Black aur 1 White Yoga pants leke changing room mein gayi, aur kuch der mein baahar aayi. Doston kya bataun, kya Qayamat lag rahi thi meri maa. Gaand bilkul perfect lag rahi thi usme. Uske baad Kabir ne maa se bola –

Kabir: Aap ek baar Yoga top bhi try kariye. Naya stock aaya hai.

Aur usne maa ko yoga top bhi pakda di. Maa ne changing room mein wo bhi try kiya, aur baahar aayi dikhane. To doston bas naa hi poocho.

Chhote se crop top mein 38″ ke doodh, aur badi gaand. Uske baad Kabir bhi unhe dekhta raha. Kuch der baad maa ne poocha Kabir se –

Maa: Theek lag raha hai ye?

To Kabir aur main ek-doosre ko dekh ke kehne lage: Acha lag raha hai!

Uske baad maa andar gayi, aur change karke dobara aa gayi. Fir maa ne wo bhi le liya poora set. Uske baad hamne paise pooche to Kabir ne mana kar diye, aur bahut force karne ke baad bhi usne nahi liye.

Usne bola: Ghar walo se bhi paise liye jaate hai kya?

Uske baad hum ghar aa gaye.

Kuch din aise hi beet gaye. Ek din main Kabir ke ghar gaya, to wo phone mein baithe kuch dekh raha tha, aur mujhe dekhte hi usne band kar diya. Maine bola-

Main: Bhai kya hai, dikha mujhe bhi.

To usne baat taal di, aur kuch idhar-udhar ki baatein karne laga. Mujhe laga hoga kuch aise hi. Lekin ek din mujhe usne gym mein gaane badalne ke liye phone diya, to usme already uski gallery open thi. Us gallery mein videos wala section open tha. Aur jo maine dekha, wo dekh ke meri gaand fatt gayi.

Usme bahut saari auraton ki videos thi changing room mein change karte hue. Maine ek video play kari to usme ek ladki yoga pants change kar rahi thi, aur new try kar rahi thi. Wo saari videos uske shop ke changing room ki thi. Fir achanak se nazar padi meri ek video pe.

Jaise hi main usko play karne laga, mujhe laga wo meri mummy ki video thi. Par itne mein phone lock ho gaya. Main bhi darr gaya ki ye lock ho gaya. Kahi kabir ko pata chal gaya to? Par main sach mein bahut darr gaya tha.

To maine Kabir se bola: Ye band ho gaya change karte-karte.

Fir jaise hi usne phone khola, to luckily Gallery open nahi hui, aur direct songs section play hua.

Us din to hum ghar chale gaye, par mujhe poori raat neend nahi aayi, ye soch ke ki kaisa ganda insaan tha wo. Us raat maine socha main Kabir se baat karunga kal aur subah hote hi main uske room pe chala gaya.

Fir jab main uske room ki stairs chadh raha tha. To dekha hamare paas ki Megha aunty thoda rota hua chehra leke neeche utar rahi thi. Fir main gusse mein uske room mein ghusa to usne haal-chaal poocha.

Fir maine bola: Tu ye sab chhodh, ye bata tere phone mein changing room ki videos kya kar rahi hai? Kya tu ladkiyon ki aur baaki customers ki video bhi record karta hai? Tu aisa niklega maine nahi socha tha.

Pehle to uska face laal ho gaya poora, aur usne bola: Baith ke baat karte hai bhai.

Par main gusse mein tha.

Usne fir se bola: Baith ke baat karte hai.

To maine is baar gusse mein bola: Aukaat mein reh apni. Main tera koi bhai nahi hu.

Ye sun kar usko bhi gussa aa gaya, aur wo bola –

Kabir: Dekh main tujhe dost maanta hu, isliye teri ye unchi awaaz sun raha hu. Warna mujhe aisi koi zaroorat nahi hai. Ye to baith ke meri baat sun le. Ya dafa hoja de yaha se. Haa banayi maine video, tujhe jo karna hai kar. Jisko jaake kehna hai keh de.

Fir maine kya kiya, aur iske aage kya hua, wo aapko next part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko meri story achi lagi ho, to aap mujhe [email protected] pe reply kar sakte hai.

Days passed since my last intimate encounter with Radhika. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was changing. We never discussed it again. Rather, I hardly managed to talk with Radhika about anything. My affection for Radhika was growing, and the tension built between us was unforgettable.

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon. In my living room, Ananya and I were together, and the movie was serving as a backdrop to our evening. I pulled Ananya close, her body pressed against mine. She was wearing a comfortable sweater and leggings, looking cosy.

Her hair was falling in soft waves around, and I couldn’t help but be drawn to its softness. I began by casually draping my arm around her shoulders. My fingers were lightly grazing her skin. She leaned into me, her head resting on my chest.

I started to play with her hair, gently sliding my fingers through the strands.

“This is nice,” I murmur, my voice was relaxed. “I love having you so close.”

She looked up at me with a smile, her eyes sparkling. “Me too. It feels so cosy here with you.”

I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her temple. “I can’t help but notice how beautiful you look right now. I’m so glad we’re here after long.”

As the movie played, I started to tease her gently, letting my fingers trace patterns on her arm. “I bet you don’t even know what’s happening in the movie right now,” I said with a playful grin.

She laughs, her eyes flickering back to the screen. “Oh, I’m sure I do. But I’m way more interested in what you’re doing right now.”

I gave her a mischievous look. My hand was moving to the back of her neck. I let my fingers lightly caress her nape, brushing against the soft skin. “Really? Because I think I might be losing control here,” I said.

I slowly slide her hair to one side, exposing the bare nape. My breath hitched slightly as I saw the delicate curve of her neck, the mole on her nape. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her neck in a series of gentle, teasing kisses.

Her reaction is immediate. She tilts her head slightly, giving me better access. “You know,” she whispers, her voice breathy, “that spot drives me crazy every time.”

I chuckled, my lips lingering near her ear. “I can’t help it. Every time I see that mole on smooth, bare nape, I want to kiss it.”

I kissed right on the mole, feeling her body respond with a gentle shake. “It’s like I lose control every time,” I confessed.

I let my hand roam down her arm, gently squeezing her shoulder. “It’s like every little touch makes me want to do more. I love feeling so close to you.”

She shifted slightly, her hand reaching up to cup my face. “I feel the same way. It’s like you’re always just a touch away from making me lose my mind.”

My smiling lips were brushing against hers. “Well, I guess I’ll have to keep working on making you lose your mind, then.”

As the movie drew to a close, I continued to hold her close. My fingers were tracing her back. The conversation became softer, more intimate, as we both lost in the closeness we had built.

We both settled back into each other’s arms, enjoying the peaceful intimacy as the movie was rolling. It was going perfectly. But when everything was exciting

“Can we talk about something?” she asked, her voice soft but deliberate.

I paused the movie, feeling my pulse quicken. “Of course. What’s on your mind?”

She hesitated for a moment, biting her lip as though weighing her next words carefully. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately… about us, about my mom, and about… well, everything.”

A cold sensation crept into my stomach. Did she know? Had she figured out what was going to happen between me and Radhika? I tried to stay calm, nodding for her to continue.

“I know things haven’t felt the same between us,” she said slowly, her eyes flickering with vulnerability. “And I don’t think it’s just me.”

I swallowed hard, unsure of where this was going.

“There’s something I’ve been noticing for a while,” Ananya continued, her gaze locking with mine. “The way you look at my mom… and the way she looks at you.”

My heart skipped a beat. Was this it? The moment where everything unravelled? “I’m not angry,” she added quickly, seeing the alarm on my face. “I just… I want to understand. There’s something between you two, isn’t there?”

I froze, the truth hanging heavy in the air between us. There was no use in lying now. She had sensed it, and I couldn’t deny it any longer.

“Yes,” I finally admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “There is, but it went up to feeling for her and having affection towards her, that’s it.”

Ananya’s expression didn’t change much. She didn’t look shocked or betrayed but rather…contemplative. She leaned back, exhaling slowly.

“I thought so,” she said after a long pause. “And here’s the thing. I’m not sure how to feel about it. It’s weird, yeah, but… I guess I’m not surprised.”

I blinked, taken aback by her calm response. This wasn’t the reaction I had expected. “You’re not angry?” I asked cautiously.

Ananya shook her head. “No, I’m not angry. I think I’ve known for a while that something might have happened between you and mom. My mom… she’s always been different, you know? And I’ve seen the way you look at her, even if you didn’t realize it.”

I was at a loss for words, unsure of how to navigate this unexpected revelation.

“I don’t know why I’m not more upset,” Ananya continued, almost as if she were talking to herself. “Maybe it’s because I trust you. Or maybe… maybe it’s because part of me understands it.”

She shifted closer to me, her hand resting on mine. “I know this sounds crazy, but… I’m not saying I want to lose you. I think there’s more to this than just me and you. Or even just you and her.”

I could feel my heart racing, unsure of where this conversation was headed but unable to pull away. “What are you saying?” I asked carefully, searching her eyes for some clue.

Ananya bit her lip again, her gaze lowering for a moment before meeting mine with an intensity that surprised me. “I’m saying that I’ve been thinking about it. A lot. About you. About her. And about… us. And I think maybe this doesn’t have to be as complicated as we’re making it.”

My breath caught in my throat. “What do you mean?”

Ananya leaned in closer, her voice barely above a whisper now. “What if… we didn’t have to choose? What if there was a way for all of us to… I don’t know… be together?”

The suggestion hit me like a tidal wave. My mind raced to keep up with what she was implying. Could she really be suggesting what I thought she was?

I searched her face for any sign of hesitation, but there was none. Instead, there was a strange kind of determination mixed with curiosity and something else, desire.

“I’ve thought about it,” she continued, her hand squeezing mine gently. “And the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. I love you. And I know my mom cares about you, too. And maybe… maybe there’s a way for all of us to get what we want without losing each other.”

I was stunned, my thoughts swirling with a mixture of disbelief, excitement, and uncertainty. Was this really happening? Could something like this even work? After the initial wave of disbelief had hit me, Ananya stood up, her eyes glinting with a mixture of affection and determination.

Without a word, she gently pulled me up to my feet from the couch. Her body was pressing against mine in a tight, reassuring hug. I could feel her heartbeat against my chest as her arms wrapped around my waist. My mind was still racing, unsure of what would come next.

But her touch had already begun to ease my anxious thoughts. I tried to speak, to voice my hesitation, but she placed a finger over my lips. “Shhh,” she whispered, her eyes soft but commanding. “You don’t need to say anything. I know you’re worried. But trust me, it’s okay.”

Before I could say anything more, Ananya closed the distance between us. Her lips met mine, a tender kiss. It wasn’t just physical. It was a kiss filled with reassurance and intimacy like she was telling me through her actions that everything would be alright.

Her hands slid to the back of my neck. Her fingers tangled in my hair as she deepened the kiss. I could feel the tension in my shoulders slowly start to dissolve, the warmth of her body grounding me in the present moment. Ananya pulled back slightly, just enough to look me in the eyes.

“Let me take care of you, Nikhil. You’ve been overthinking this, but I’m here.” With a gentle smile, she lowered herself to her knees in front of me. Her hands trailed down my body, grazing my thighs, her touch light but deliberate. She looked up at me, her expression playful and affectionate.

“Just relax, okay? Let me make you feel good.”

I felt a rush of warmth spread through me as she began to kiss along my stomach, her lips soft and teasing. She took her time; her mouth was moving with careful kisses. Her hands gently traced the outline of my thighs. Her fingers were brushing the tension out of my muscles.

“You’re so tense,” she whispered, her voice low and soothing. “I can feel it. Just let go, Nikhil. I’ve got you.”

She lowered my shorts. My dick was perpendicular, fully hard. Her hands started grabbing it. She kissed the tip of my dick. I felt myself beginning to unwind. The nervous energy that had been building up in me for hours began to fade away.

It was replaced by a growing sense of calm and pleasure as she started rubbing her dick with her hands and moving her lips and tongue on the tip.

Ananya’s every movement was deliberate, a slow dance of intimacy that was meant to relax me, to take me away from the chaos in my mind. “Oh,… this is just perfect… you’re making me feel so alive,” I said.

She looked up at me, her eyes glimmering with affection as she continued sucking. I couldn’t help but release a deep sigh, my body responding to her in ways that words couldn’t describe. Ananya’s hands gently massaged my thighs, her fingers digging into the tight muscles.

“You feel that?” she asked as she took my dick deeper, her voice dripping with tenderness. “That’s me, taking away all your stress. Just let me handle it.”

“Mmm… you’re making me feel so damn good. I don’t want it to end.” I replied. Her lips and tongue moved in perfectly, slow, gentle at the start but becoming passionate gradually. I could feel the heat pooling in my body, but it wasn’t rushed.

It was a gradual buildup, an exploration of sensation. Each touch, each stroke, was designed to soothe my mind as much as it pleased my body. “This is so different from what I’m used to, and I love it,” I expressed my feelings.

As she continued, I couldn’t help but tangle my fingers in her hair, stroking the soft strands. It was like I was anchoring myself to her, trusting her to guide me through emotions. Her sucking was tender yet filled with passion.

Ananya’s gentle persistence worked its magic on me, and all the worry, the hesitation, and the uncertainty faded into the background. “Mmm, right there… yes… I’m losing control!” I said.

My body responded naturally to her, my breathing quickening but also becoming more relaxed as I gave myself over to the moment.

Finally, as the pleasure reached its peak, I felt myself letting go while she continued her passionate sucking. Incautiously I shot my cum into her mouth. Ananya was sucking deep inside her mouth. My cum shot there inside, deep into her mouth. “Ah, ohhh… babes, so good…” I cum.

Following the first shot, a few more times, I shot into her mouth. But she stayed there, steady and affectionate, her eyes never leaving mine, guiding me through the intensity of the release. She swallowed it my every shot. When it was over, I collapsed back onto the couch.

I was utterly spent but feeling lighter than I had in days. Ananya smiled as she sat back up, her hands resting gently on my thighs. Ananya was still moving her lips and tongue to swallow cum. She leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. “Feeling better now?”

I nodded, still catching my breath, but a soft smile crept onto my face. “Yeah… much better.”She sat beside me, resting her head on my shoulder, her arm looping around my waist. “We’re in this together. You don’t have to carry all that stress alone.”

I placed a hand over hers, squeezing it gently. “Thank you, Ananya. You are awesome.”

To be continued.

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Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Mayur, origin from Telangana with deep Gujarati roots, living with my family in the same region.

Today, I’m here to share the true story of one of my readers, Ruhi. She’s a married woman with a child, known for her striking figure—36-30-36. While Ruhi loves stepping out in modern outfits, at home she chooses to embrace traditional attire.

This tale takes us back to a time before her marriage, during her working years. Ruhi paced her living room, replaying the argument with Atul. His dismissive words stung, igniting a fire within her. She needed to show him that their love was worth fighting for.

As she pulled out sultry black laced lingerie from her drawer, mischief danced in her eyes. The delicate fabric felt divine against her skin, and she envisioned the surprise awaiting Atul. Ruhi decided to add a touch of flair to her outfit. She selected a long, sheer shirt that flowed to her mid-thigh.

The lightweight fabric teased glimpses of lace beneath, heightening her allure. Slipping it on, she revelled in how it glided over her curves, amplifying her confidence and sexiness. In the mirror, the shirt framed her body perfectly, accentuating the smooth cleavage of her breasts.

The enticing swell hinted at her femininity. Her thighs were showcased with every movement, the hem dancing playfully around them. Her arms, bare and soft, added to her sensual appeal. The plunging neckline revealed just enough to leave a tantalizing invitation for Atul.

Her heart raced as she imagined his reaction—surprise and desire flickering in his eyes when she made her entrance. With a sultry smile, she turned away from the mirror, ready to unleash her boldness. Tonight, she would remind him just how irresistible she could be.

With her heart racing, Ruhi drove to Atul’s apartment, city lights casting fleeting shadows across her face. Stepping into the building, excitement hummed through her. She entered his dimly lit bedroom, his cologne still lingering in the air.

Her gaze fixed on the figure beneath the covers, and with each step toward the bed, her pulse quickened. Feeling daring, Ruhi slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing delicate black lingerie. She shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor, heart pounding.

Leaning down, she kissed him softly, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down her spine. Pressing her body closer, she felt a thrilling fire ignite within her. The man stirred, and without hesitation, Ruhi climbed onto the bed, her body brushing against his.

The soft sheets caressed her skin as she nestled closer, feeling his heat radiate. In response, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her into a passionate embrace. It was intoxicating and exhilarating, heightening the desire that pulsed between them.

“Atul,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “Mm, Ruhi,” he murmured, his breath igniting a fire within her. She felt his heart beating steadily against her chest, syncing with her racing pulse. As their bodies pressed together, the outside world faded, leaving just the two of them in blissful intimacy.

Ruhi surrendered to the warmth of his embrace, arching closer as their connection intensified. Their lips met again, fervently electrifying the air between them. Ruhi’s fingers tangled in his hair, deepening the kiss. His intoxicating taste, warm and sweet, sent waves of desire through her.

“Is this real?” she murmured breathlessly, searching Atul’s eyes.

“Of course,” he replied, his voice low and husky. “You’ve never looked more beautiful.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” Ruhi teased, a playful smile on her lips. “But do you mean it?”

“Trust me, I wouldn’t lie. I want you, Ruhi. All of you.”

His sincerity wrapped around her like a warm blanket, fueling her confidence. She pressed closer, instinctively responding to his heat.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered, breath brushing her lips.

“I want you,” she breathed, the words hanging in the air like an electric charge. “I want to feel every inch of you against me.”

Without waiting for a response, she reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers were trembling slightly with anticipation. Each pop of the buttons made her pulse race faster. As the shirt parted, she took in the sight of his toned chest, the soft moonlight highlighting every ridge of his muscles.

Her hands glided across his skin, feeling the warmth and firmness beneath her fingertips.

“I’ve always loved your body,” she whispered, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his neck, her lips trailing downward. His breath hitched as she kissed his collarbone. Her fingers continued their exploration across his chest. “Ruhi…” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Her lips travelled lower, her kisses trailing from his neck to his chest. She hovered over his nipple for a moment, a mischievous glint in her eye, before placing a kiss directly on it, teasing him with her tongue. He gasped in response, his body tensing under her touch.

“You like that?” she whispered with a smirk, her lips curving as she continued to kiss his chest, feeling his muscles ripple beneath her touch. His breath came in ragged gasps. Ruhi lowered her hands to the waistband of his pyjama pants.

She hesitated before hooking her fingers under the waistband and pulling it down slowly. The fabric slid away, exposing him completely. Her hands roamed over his hips and thighs, memorizing every inch of his body.

“God, Ruhi…” he groaned, his voice strained with desire as she leaned in, kissing along his chest. Her lips grazed his skin. She savored the heat between them, taking her time. When their lips met again, the kiss was slower and deeper. Their bodies pressed together in a rhythm that left them breathless.

Pulling back slightly, she whispered, “I want all of you tonight.”

“You’ll have me,” he promised, his voice low and filled with need. “But only if I get all of you in return.”

Ruhi smiled, feeling the raw power of the moment surge between them. She pressed her lips to his again. Her hands explored his body, unable to get enough of him. Every kiss and touch felt like a discovery. The passion between them continued to build, threatening to consume them both.

With that, he shifted, positioning himself over her, casting a shadow in the moonlight streaming through the window. Their eyes locked, and the world around them vanished. Ruhi’s heart raced as she felt his weight on her, his hardness pressing against her thigh.

“I’ve missed you so much, Ruhi,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.

“I’ve missed you too, Atul,” she breathed, barely above a whisper.

Leaning in, his lips brushed her ear. “I want you so badly. I want to feel your warmth around me.”

Atul captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her curves.

Ruhi’s heart raced as he gazed at her, eyes burning with desire. He unfastened her bra, and her breasts spilled out, drawing a low groan from him. “You’re so beautiful, Ruhi,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.

Ruhi’s nipples hardened as he caressed them, sending shivers down her spine. “I want you, Atul,” she whispered back, her voice trembling with anticipation. “I want to feel you inside me.”

Atul’s eyes locked onto hers, and he leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and teasing her skin.

Atul’s lips descended to her bare breasts, hungrily capturing her nipple and sucking with an intensity that made Ruhi cry out in pleasure. His other hand firmly squeezed her other breast, fingers kneading her soft skin with a possessive grip.

Ruhi’s head fell back, her moans filling the room as she gripped his hair, guiding him closer. “Yes, Atul, just like that,” she gasped, trembling with lust. Each flick of his tongue around her hardened nipple sent jolts of electricity through her, especially when he flicked it.

Atul groaned against her skin, swirling his tongue and biting gently, drawing another moan from her lips. “God, Ruhi, you feel incredible,” he murmured, need thick in his voice. His grip tightened, thumb circling her nipple as his mouth worked her relentlessly, each movement more urgent.

Ruhi’s body responded in waves of pleasure. Her hips arched toward him, craving more. The heat between them intensified, the desire now undeniable and unstoppable. Atul, his mouth leaving her breasts swollen and sensitive, moved back up to capture Ruhi’s lips in a deep, hungry kiss.

The taste of him mixed with the lingering heat from his touch made her melt into him. Her body pressed closer with every second as their tongues danced in a wild rhythm. His hand began its slow descent, tracing the curve of her waist and hips before slipping between her thighs.

Ruhi gasped into the kiss when his fingers slid over the fabric of her panties, brushing against her already-wet pussy. He rubbed gently, caressing her through the thin lace, his touch igniting her nerves.

“Atul…” she whimpered, instinctively pressing her hips into his hand, craving more. His fingers moved with expert precision, circling and pressing just enough to drive her mad with desire.

“You’re so wet, Ruhi,” he whispered against her lips, his voice low and dripping with lust. His fingers continued their slow, tantalizing strokes, making her body tremble beneath him.  Each touch sent her closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

He played with her, the heat between them becoming unbearable. Atul’s fingers left her skin. He began his slow descent, his lips tracing the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts, and the dip of her waist.  Ruhi’s eyes closed, trembling with anticipation as his mouth left a trail of fire, sending shivers down her spine.

As he reached her hips, Atul grasped the delicate lace of her panties. His fingers traced the edge of the fabric. Looking up at Ruhi, his eyes sparkled with mischief, a sly smile spreading across his face. Ruhi’s breath hitched as he slid her panties down slowly, teasingly, revealing her glistening pussy.

With a playful flick of his wrist, he tossed the discarded fabric aside. His gaze was now fully fixated on her cleaned pussy. The dim light of the room danced across her body, casting a warm glow on her gentle curves. Atul’s eyes widened, pupils dilating with desire as he took in the sight of her.

His chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, nostrils flaring. He inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal. “You smell absolutely perfect,” he whispered, his voice low and husky, leaning in closer, his breath brushing against her pussy. Atul moved closer to her pussy.

Ruhi’s body responded with anticipation, every nerve ending alive with the promise of his touch. He kissed her softly, savouring the taste of her skin before finally pressing his lips against her glistening pussy folds. The sensation sent shockwaves through Ruhi.

Her back arching as a breathy moan escaped her lips. He licked her with a slow, deliberate motion. Swirling his tongue around her sensitive edges, enhancing the sweet sensation of desire that enveloped them both. As his tongue danced across her skin, Ruhi’s hips instinctively began to move, craving more pleasure.

Atul’s tongue delved deeper. His lips closed around her as he sucked her wet pussy wildly. The sound of his mouth working her sent shivers down her spine. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he devoured her. His tongue lashed out in a frenzy of motion.

Ruhi’s eyes rolled back, her head thrashing side to side as waves of pleasure crashed over her. “Atul!” she gasped, fingers tangling in his hair. She instinctively pushed her hips toward him, desperate for more of his intoxicating touch.

As he licked her, Atul’s tongue danced across her sensitive folds, teasing out more of her sweet cum. Atul stood up, swiftly removing his shorts to reveal himself in just his underwear. With a playful smirk, he glanced down at her. His eyes darkened with lust as the snug fabric highlighted his impressive bulge.

“You ready for more?” he asked, his voice low and filled with promise. He stepped closer, the heat radiating from him, enveloping her. Ruhi felt a rush of excitement, eagerly nodding, unable to tear her gaze away from him. Ruhi moved closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

She reached for the waistband of his underwear. With a teasing smile, she tugged it down slowly, letting it slide off his hips and pooling at his feet. “Looks like someone’s eager,” she teased. Her voice dripped with playful seduction as her fingers traced along his thigh.

Her hand made contact with his skin. Atul’s eyes fluttered closed, a low groan escaping his lips. His body tensed, anticipating her every move. Ruhi’s fingers danced teasingly along his thigh, sending shivers down his spine. Gradually, she wrapped her fingers around his dick.

Her touch ignited waves of pleasure that coursed through him, leaving him breathless and craving more. Ruhi felt a rush of power at the effect she had on Atul, her confidence swelling as she stroked him slowly. Each deliberate movement coaxed soft gasps from him, and she relished his response.

Leaning in, her lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, “Do you like that?” Teasingly, she watched him nod, his hands instinctively pulling her closer. He lost himself in the sensation of her warm, delicate touch. Ruhi quickened her pace, each stroke sending pleasure through Atul’s body.

Sensing he was nearing his climax, she suddenly stopped, leaning in closer. “I want to make you feel good,” she whispered. Her voice was low and intimate. Capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, she reignited the desire swirling between them. Leaving him breathless and longing for more.

After the kiss, Ruhi bent down with a teasing smile. Her tongue flicked along the length of his dick. Atul let out a low moan. His body responded as she took him into her mouth. She placed soft, teasing kisses on the head. Her warm breath brushed against his sensitive skin.

Atul’s body tensed, muscles coiling with anticipation. She wrapped her lips around him, her mouth opening wide to accommodate his girth. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth enveloping him sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned deeply.

Ruhi felt a surge of excitement at his response. Her confidence soared as she complied with his unspoken desires. She quickened her pace. Her lips glided along his shaft while her tongue explored every inch, savouring the taste of him. The sound of Atul’s desperate moans filled the room, fueling her desire further.

“Just like that, Ruhi,” he gasped, fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her rhythm as he lost himself in the sensations. “You have no idea how good this feels.” Each thrust of her mouth drove him closer to the edge. Ruhi revelled in his pleasure, eager to push him over.

As Atul felt the waves of pleasure cresting, he could no longer hold back. With a deep groan, he released himself, filling Ruhi’s mouth. She eagerly accepted him, savouring the warm, sweet taste as she drank it all in. Pulling back slowly, her lips leaving his skin with a soft pop, satisfaction washed over her.

Ruhi gazed up at Atul, her eyes sparkling with mischief, captivating him with the intensity of her stare. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to gently lap at the tip of his dick. “You taste so good,” she teased, a playful smile dancing on her lips as she savoured every inch.

Atul’s breath hitched, grinning, “You’re making me go crazy, Ruhi. I didn’t know you could be this tempting.” She chuckled softly, her voice sultry. “Oh, I have plenty more surprises in store for you.”

“Just keep going,” he urged his voice low and filled with need. Ruhi responded with a mischievous wink. Her tongue swirled around him again, deepening their intimate connection.

As Ruhi’s tongue danced across the tip of his shaft, Atul’s gaze remained locked on hers, burning with unquenchable desire. He felt his body stirring again, his erection growing stronger with each passing moment. With a low growl, he grasped Ruhi’s shoulders, gently but firmly pushing her back onto the bed.

Ruhi’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she sank into the soft mattress, letting out a soft gasp. “You’re in control now,” she whispered, a teasing smile on her lips. Atul leaned closer, his fingers digging gently into her skin. “I plan to make you feel amazing,” he replied, his voice low and husky. “Just relax and enjoy.”

As his hands held her shoulders, he began to lower himself onto her. Ruhi’s gaze burned with anticipation, feeling his warm breath wash over her. “Can you feel how much I want you?” Atul murmured, his chest hovering above hers, muscles tensed.

Ruhi’s hands instinctively wrapped around his biceps, pulling him closer. “I need you, Atul,” she replied, her voice a sultry whisper. As her legs parted, she felt the tip of his dick brush against her wet pussy. “Just like that,” she encouraged, her breath hitching with desire.

He took a deep breath, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to insert his shaft inside her. The tip of his erection slid in, and Ruhi felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. Her eyes fluttered closed, letting out a loud moan as her body arched to welcome him, adjusting to the sensation.

“Oh, Atul,” she gasped, the intensity of the moment overwhelming her senses. As Atul pushed deeper, Ruhi’s moans filled the room, each sound echoing with raw desire. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go further.

“Atul, you feel amazing,” she breathed, her voice thick with passion. He responded with a low growl, the heat between them intensifying as he lost himself in their rhythm. “You’re so tight,” he murmured, his forehead resting against hers as he began to move slowly, savouring every moment.

With each thrust, their connection deepened, drawing them closer to the edge of bliss. Ruhi met his movements eagerly, igniting a fire that burned hotter with every second. “Don’t stop,” she urged, her nails digging into his back. She surrendered to the pleasure enveloping them.

Atul continued to thrust. He shifted his focus to Ruhi’s breasts, gently squeezing them and kneading her soft flesh. The sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. “Atul!” she gasped, her back arching instinctively. His movements and attention to her breasts drove her wild, propelling her to ecstasy.

He leaned down, capturing one of her nipples between his lips, sucking gently while his fingers continued to explore. “You’re driving me crazy,” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and filled with need. Ruhi’s moans grew louder, her body responding eagerly to him.

“Just like that, don’t stop!” she urged, lost in the whirlwind of pleasure. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. As their movements quickened, Ruhi’s breaths came in quick gasps. She could feel the heat building within her. “I’m so close,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Atul responded with a deep growl. His thrusts became more intense and hard, driving them both toward the edge. “Me too,” he said, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with a mix of desire and determination. With every thrust, the pleasure swelled, a wave crashing over them as they neared their climax.

Ruhi’s body tensed, and she clung to him, urging him on. “Don’t stop, Atul! I need you—now, cum inside me!” As they reached the peak of their pleasure, bliss washed over them. Atul’s body shuddered as he released, collapsing onto Ruhi, their bodies intertwined.

She hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. Her heart was racing in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy. “Wow,” Ruhi breathed, awe and satisfaction mixing in her voice. She stroked Atul’s hair, feeling a warm closeness envelop them.

Atul lifted his head slightly, a soft smile on his lips. “That was incredible,” he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. Ruhi smiled back, her cheeks flushed. “I couldn’t agree more,” she replied, gently tracing the contours of his jaw. Pulling him closer, she gazed into his eyes. “Can we stay like this?”

“Forever,” he whispered, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss filled with lingering desire. They settled back into the softness of the bed, still connected, his dick within her. They drifted into a peaceful slumber, entwined and blissfully unaware of the world outside, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.

Ruhi awoke the next morning feeling blissful and satisfied. Her skin was still tingling from the previous night. As she stretched, a content smile graced her lips. Something delicious wafted through the air, pulling her from her dreamy state.

Curious, she slipped out of bed, completely naked, and threw on a long shirt, leaving her lingerie behind.

“Is that breakfast I smell?” Ruhi called out playfully, her heart fluttering at the thought of Atul cooking as she padded toward the kitchen.

“Just a little something to surprise you,” came a smooth reply from behind her. She felt strong arms encircle her waist, pulling her against a warm body.

“Wow, I didn’t know you could cook!” she teased, leaning back into him, her smile widening.

“Just for you, love,” he said, planting a soft kiss on her neck.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, jolting Ruhi from her moment of bliss. “Who could that be?” she wondered aloud, reluctantly breaking away from the embrace.

“Probably just the delivery guy,” he answered casually, moving toward the door as she headed to the dining table.

As she reached for the chair, the door swung open, and her heart plummeted. The real Atul stood there, looking surprised and bewildered. “Ruhi?” he exclaimed, his eyes darting between her and the figure in the kitchen.

“Atul!” Ruhi’s voice trembled, panic flooding her system.

Ruhi turned slowly, her heart racing as she faced Nakul, who stepped in front of her with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Surprise, bro! Ruhi came over to surprise you,” he lied smoothly. “She made breakfast.”

Panic gripped Ruhi. “Yeah, I thought I’d surprise you,” she echoed her voice barely a whisper.

Atul frowned in confusion but stepped inside. “You… made breakfast? You didn’t tell me you could cook, Ruhi,” he said, suspicion creeping into his tone.

“Just learned a few things,” she replied, forcing a smile.

They settled around the dining table, the tension palpable. Ruhi served the food. Nakul shot her furtive glances, his lips curling into a sly grin, enjoying the chaos. As they ate, Atul shared stories from his day, blissfully unaware of the weight hanging between them.

“I can’t believe you cooked, Ruhi! You’re full of surprises,” he said, squeezing her hand, though the gesture felt strained. Guilt gnawed at Ruhi as Nakul effortlessly filled the gaps with laughter and charm, deepening her sense of betrayal.

As the tension thickens, Ruhi finds herself caught in a web of desire and confusion. With Nakul’s teasing glances and playful banter, the chemistry between them ignites, leading to unexpected moments that blur the lines of friendship.

What will happen when secrets are revealed, and choices must be made?

Stay tuned for the next part of the adventure, and share your thoughts at [email protected] or Ruhi’s feedback at [email protected].

Hello everyone, myself Joel from Delhi. After going through a harsh breakup, I found comfort in diverting my mind with sex. It helped me forget all those painful moments. That’s how I found an online website ‘Delhi sex chat’ filled with real Indian girls and bhabhis looking for some sexual fun.

I started liking this site. I would find sexy women there and have sex with them online. It was hot to watch real desi women fingering themselves as I said dirty shit to them and jerked off!

In some time, I decided to focus more on other activities too as there was frustration of not having someone to be with. I started getting involved in social activities and also attended my parish regularly.

Last Sunday, I was at the church and noticed a new girl. She had joined only recently. After church, I found her standing alone and went up to talk to her. She seemed friendly, told me her name was Jasmine, and we talked about general things. But she seemed uncomfortable and I asked her about it.

She opened up to me and told me about her sex addiction and that she had recently decided to give it up. I told her about my favorite online sex chat site. I noticed that her eyes kind of lit up. Then I told her about the account I had where I used to pay women to do things for me. She seemed really curious. She was bending over the table to give a glance at her cleavage while I was telling her all these. Fuck, I started getting a boner!

We talked some more and it turned out we live close to each other. The following week, we chatted a lot and Jasmine asked me for more details about the site.

One day, I was at home and heard a random knock at my door. It was Jasmine! She looked hot in a low-neck yellow dress and seemed excited. As she sat beside me on the couch, I couldn’t stop my eyes from staring at her cleavage. She noticed me staring at her and I immediately took my eyes off. It felt wrong to think about her in a dirty way because I did meet her in a church, but my mind refused to agree.

I acted shy and gave her some space. I did not want her to feel unsafe. I asked her to wait while I made her some tea and went into my kitchen. I already had a boner and didn’t want her to see it. As I turned around to get the teabags, I noticed she was standing at the kitchen door, checking me out with her eyes full of lust.

I could see her body was hungry for me as her thighs pressed against each other. Jasmine came close and pinned me to the kitchen wall. I gave in to my dirty thoughts and pulled her closer to me, grabbing her waist. Running her fingers over my hair, she pulled me in for a kiss.

Jasmine: You look so hot working in the kitchen, I just couldn’t stop myself.

Me: Umm….well you look hot all the time. Imagine what my body is feeling, trying to stop myself from touching you.

We kissed again, more passionately this time. And things got dirty, very quickly. We both got naked and she went down to suck my cock. The way she was teasing me with her tongue blew my mind. I moaned softly and Jasmine moaned with me as she tasted my cock. I had repressed my urges so long that I exploded quickly. Jasmine giggled and swallowed my load. What a dirty woman!

I sat her on the kitchen counter and then it was my turn to set her on fire. Her pussy was so wet for me and I teased her clit with my tongue, making her moan and tremble. Soon, she was begging me to fuck her like a common whore, and then she made out with me in the dirtiest way.

We both wanted to build up the anticipation. We chilled for a while after that. Then she made me login to the DSC website. We chose Ishani as a online sex partner. She came online.

Me: Meet Ishani. I have already paid her with my card to finger herself as she watches us fuck.

Ishani: Hey there! You guys look so hot! I can’t wait to touch myself as you fuck her brains out…she’s a good one! 😉

Ishani slowly began to touch herself. Her nipples were so hard and she teased them with her fingers. She spanked her ass and let out a sexy moan. And, watching her warm up, Jasmine ran her fingers slowly all over my cock and started rubbing on it with her pussy. She let me take her from behind and drill her pussy while being watched. I grabbed her hair and pulled as my hard cock sunk into her inviting cunt. She moaned softly and opened her legs wider for me to hit it from the back. We both really needed this.

I grabbed her hips and looked into Ishani’s came as I thrust deep into Jasmine’s dripping cunt. I couldn’t stop myself. Jasmine moaned louder and Ishani moaned with her. Ishani was going at it furiously, rubbing her glistening pussy as she watched me fuck the shit out of Jasmine. Jasmine stopped me and pulled my cock out.

Jasmine: Stop! I wanna taste how wet I am! I haven’t felt that wetness in so long, baby! I wanna taste it.

She moaned restlessly as she sucked me off. When I felt close I stopped her and got between her legs.

Me: I wanna give you all the hot pleasure you missed out on. I’m gonna eat this juicy pussy. Ishani are you watching?

Ishani: Oh god yes! Eat that dirty pussy!

Jasmine moaned as I went down town on her pussy. Her body tightened and shook as I gave her multiple orgasms. I just did not want to stop. That pussy was too good! Her thighs glistened from all that cum dripping from her wet pussy. I could tell she was enjoying every bit of it from the way she came so many times. I finally laid her on her back and opened her legs wide and sunk my cock deep inside her dripping pussy as I looked into her gorgeous eyes.

Jasmine: Keep fucking me, baby! Your cock feels so good inside me… I don’t want you to stop doing me!

Ishani: It feels so good to watch her take all of you and lose her mind with pleasure!

Ishani fingered herself while watching us fuck each other and squirted. Jasmine was sweating and dripping and I felt so tempted to spank her sweaty ass. As I did, she screamed and squirted on my cock.

My crotch tightened and I came so hard inside her. We kissed each other, playing with our tongues, while my cum was dripping from her pussy. Ishani fingered herself harder as she watched us and squirted again with her pussy so close to the camera. I licked Jasmine’s tits while looking into the camera at Ishani. I could feel her body throbbing at my touch. We laid back and giggled, all three of us and I kissed Jasmine sloppily as Ishani licked her wet fingers.

Jasmine: (Stroking my sweaty face) I want you inside me again in a bit. I haven’t had enough of you. Not yet.

Ishani: Don’t forget to ping me guys! It’s been a great time with you!

As Jasmine reached over to cut the call, I spanked her ass and pulled her into a long kiss, and saw her smiling up at me.

Every time we fuck, we call Ishani to join us in the bedroom. And I feel this arrangement is way more fun than masturbating all by myself.

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Hello doston, mera naam Rohan hai. Main Mumbai ka rehne wala hu. Ye kahani 2020 ki hai, jo meri maa par aadharit hai. Ye kahani thodi lambi hogi. So hum log isko parts mein complete karenge.

Main ek college student tha, aur meri maa ek kamwali thi, jo doosre ko ghar par jhaadu pocha karti thi. Mere pita ji 5 saal pehle hi guzar gaye the. Tab se meri maa na mera khayaal rakha tha. College mein mere zyada dost nahi the, kyunki main gareeb tha. Main zyada kisi se baat bhi nahi karta tha.

Second year mere do dost bane Salim aur Ali. Ye log Hyderabad ke rehne waale the, aur Mumbai padhayi ke liye aaye the. Ye log yaha pa hostel mein rehte the.

Sab kuch theek chal raha tha. Tab tak 25 March ko Mumbai mein lockdown lag gaya, aur kisi ko pata nahi tha lockdown kab open hoga. College band ho gaya tha. Maa ki Naukri (kamwali) chali gayi thi. Hum log ek basti mein rehte the 1RK tha wo. Ghar mein paise nahi the, aur maa aur main dono tension mein the. Tabhi mujhe Salim ka call aaya.

Salim: Bhai sun na.

Main: Bol na bhai kya hua?

Salim: Teri help chahiye thi. Lockdown ki wajah se hostel band ho raha hai. Aur hum log Hyderabad bhi nahi jaa sakte.  Hum logon ke paas rehne ke liye ghar nahi hai. Kidhar se to ghar ka jugaad kar. Hum log rent ke liye ready hai.

Main (Maine thoda socha aur bola): Bhai tu ek kaam kar, mere ghar par aa jao rehne ko.

Salim: Nahi bhai. Tere ghar pe tum logon ko problem ho jayega.

Main: Nahi bhai, kuch nahi hoga. Sirf mujhe rent dena 8000 rupay (Haste hue).

Salim: Kyun nahi bhai, thank you. Hum log kal subah aa jaate hai.

Fir maine sab baatein maa ko boli aur unko samjhaya ki Salim aur Ali dono 8000 rupay monthly denge hum logon ko.

Maa: Beta par hamara ghar bahut chhota hai.

Main: Kuch farak nahi padta. Adjust kar lenge. 8000 rupay mil raha hai na. Kuch to acha ho raha hai lockdown mein.

Maa kuch nahi boli, aur doosre din Salim aur Ali mere ghar par rehne ko aa gaye.

Maa: Andar aao beta tum log.

Salim aur Ali: Namaste aunty ji.

Maa: Namaste! Ye lo, paani pee lo.

Main: Haa bhai log apna hi room samjho. Zyada bada to nahi hai, par hum log sab adjust kar lenge.

Ali: Haa bhai jaan.

Dekhte hi dekhte 15 din beet chuke the. Din mein hum log mobile pe game khelte the, aur raat mein kabhi hall mein nahi to terrace par jaa kar so jaate the. Salim aur Ali abhi parivar ka hissa lagne lag gaye the. Ek din hum log terrace par so rahe the. Ali aur Salim kuch baat kar rahe the. Unko laga main soya hua tha.

Ali: Bhai ya lockdown kab khatam hoga?

Salim: Haa na, ghar mein reh-reh kar main pagal ho gaya hu.

Ali: Main bhi Salim bhai. Kitne dino se kisi ko choda nahi hai.

Salim: Wo to hai. Tujhe to pata hai lockdown ke pehle main har hafte randi ko choda tha. Kitne din ho gaye lund ko chut ka swaad chakhaye hue.

Ali: Kya pata lockdown kab khatam hoga. Tab tak apne hath se hi kaam karna hoga.

Salim: Ghanta, main to kisi ko chodna wala hu (Haste hue).

Ali: Kon Salim bhai?

Salim: Aur kon Komal aunty ko.

Ye sun kar main shock ho gaya tha. Mujhe bahut gussa aa raha tha. Socha abhi uth kar usko maaro. Par maine gussa control kiya, aur unki aage ki baatein sunne lag gaya.

Ali (haste hue): Salim bhai, so jao, kuch bhi mat bolo.

Salim: Ali kya pata ya corona mein hum log zinda bhi rehne waale hai kya nahi. Uske pehle mujhe last time kisi ko chodna hai.

Ali: Tum sahi keh rahe ho bhai.

Salim: Aur Komal aunty dekhne mein ek-dum hot hai. Maine jis din pehli bar dekha tha. Use din hi mera lund khada ho gaya. Ek-dum heroine lagti hai.

Ali: Haa ek-dum Anjali bhabhi jaisi dikhti hai (Taarak Mehta ka ooltah chashmah wali Anjali. Abhi tum log figure ka andaza laga lo).

Salim: Haa na ek to itni gori hai. Aur boobs bhi mast ek-dum. Aur gaand ki to baat hi mat karo. Itni mast lagti hai maxi mein na.

Ali: Sahi bola bhai. Aunty ko chodna ke baad marr bhi gaye to chalega.

Salim: Aunty shanti se to degi nahi. Kuch planning karni hogi.

Ali: Haa ye dekha bc mera lund khada ho gaya hai.

Salim: BC mera bhi. Aunty ko apne lund par bitha ke chodne wala hu main.

Salim aur Ali dono muscular ladke hai, kyunki wo log regular gym karte hai. Thodi der mein wo log so gaye. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Ye sab sun ke mera bhi lund khada ho gaya tha. Mujhe bhi chahiye tha Salim aur Ali meri maa ko chode. Do ladke meri maa ko kaise chodenge ye dekhna tha? Aur maa dikhne mein ek hot bhabhi se kam nahi thi. Fir thodi der main bhi sochte hue so gaya.

Doosre din subah normal tha. Par mujhe abhi Salim aur Ali ki aankhon mein maa ka liye hawas saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Thode samay baad wo log market gaye the kuch lene ke liye. Maine bhi unka peecha kiya.

Ali: Salim hum log kidhar jaa rahe hai?

Salim: Medical shop. Sleeping pills aur viagra pills lene. Aunty ko viagra pills denge, jisse wo garam ho jayegi, aur Rohan ko sleeping pills denge taaki wo chudai mein disturb na kare. Aaj raat ko maza aa jayega.

Ali: Pills to leli. Ek kaam karte hai cold drink mein daal ke de denge.

Salim: Sahi bola.

Salim aur Ali raat ko ghar pe aaye.

Maa: Chalo sab log hath dho kar khaana khaane baith jao.

Salim: Haa aunty.

Main: Arre waah, tum logon ne cold drink bhi layi hai.

Ali: Haa bhai.

Maine thoda Ali aur Salim ka plan easy kar diya tha, maa ko cold drink ka glass deke. Fir maine bhi naatak kiya cold drink peene ka. Uske baad hum log terrace pe chale gaye sone ko. Maa neeche ke room mein so gayi. Thode samay baad-

Salim: Ali chal neeche?

Ali: Haa bhai.

Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Kahani par comment zaroor kare.

A few days had passed since Ananya had given me that comforting release, making me feel secure in our complex relationship. I still couldn’t shake the nervousness as we prepared for the conversation with her mother, Radhika. The emotional weight of what we were about to discuss was heavy on my chest.

Ananya had reassured me. But I knew that things between the three of us were about to take a massive turn. The day arrived, and I drove to Radhika’s house. As I reached, Ananya welcomed me and held my hand. Her fingers were tracing small circles on the back of my palm. I could feel her anxiety.

“I’ve thought about this a lot, Nikhil,” Ananya said softly, breaking the silence. “We need to be honest with her. We can’t keep this hanging over us.”

I nodded, even though my throat felt tight. “I know. But what if this goes wrong? What if she feels betrayed? I mean, she’s your mom.”

Ananya glanced at me. Her gaze was soft yet firm. “I know her better than anyone. She’s strong. She might be surprised, but she won’t push us away. I think deep down, she’s already felt something too.”

I couldn’t deny that. The tension between Radhika and me had been simmering since the day she visited. The unsaid words and unspoken desires lingered in every glance we exchanged. She squeezed my hand, giving me one last reassuring look before we got into Radhika’s room.

Inside, Radhika was seated on the couch. She looked up as we entered. Her warm smile was greeting us, but I could see a flicker of concern in her eyes. She sensed the seriousness of our visit. Ananya and I sat down on the couch across from her.

My palms were beginning to sweat. This was it, the moment we would cross a boundary that couldn’t be uncrossed.

“You both seem different today. Is everything okay?” Radhika asked.

Ananya took a deep breath. Her hand was gripping mine tightly. “Mom, we need to talk to you. About something important.”

Radhika’s eyebrows folded, but she stayed silent, waiting for Ananya to continue. “It’s about Nikhil and me,” Ananya began, her voice steady but filled with emotion. “And  it’s about you, too.”

Radhika’s eyes flicked between us, her concern deepening. “What do you mean?”

I could feel my pulse in my throat. The words we had rehearsed in our heads seemed to vanish. I realized this moment was going to be far more complicated than we had anticipated.

Ananya continued. Her voice was nervous. “Mom, the truth is, I know what happened when you came over to talk to Nikhil. I saw the messages, and I understand what was going on between you two.”

Radhika’s expression froze. Her body stiffened, and for a moment, the silence hung between us. Radhika’s gaze shifted to me, and I could see the mixture of surprise and hesitation in her eyes.

I swallowed hard. my mouth dry. “Radhika, I didn’t expect things to evolve the way they did. But there’s something here, between us. Something I didn’t expect to feel.”

Her lips parted as if she was about to say something, but no words came out. I could see the shock giving way to something deeper, something she had likely tried to suppress.

Ananya shifted closer to me, her hand now resting on my thigh, a silent show of support. “We’ve talked about it, Mom. And I think we all feel the same way. It’s not just about me and Nikhil. There’s something between you and him, too. I’ve seen it. We can’t pretend it’s not there.”

Radhika blinked. Her face was a mixture of disbelief and hesitation. “Ananya, this is complicated. I never wanted to interfere in your relationship.”

“You’re not interfering,” Ananya replied quickly, her voice softer now. “It’s not like that. We’re all adults here, and we know how we feel. We want to be honest with you.”

Radhika’s breathing had become shallow. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly. I could see her struggling to find her words, her hands gripping the edge of the couch.

I decided to step in. My voice was low and steady. “Radhika, I don’t want to cause any confusion or hurt. But I can’t deny what I feel for you. This isn’t about Ananya or me trying to force something. It’s real. And I know you’ve felt it too.”

Her eyes flashed with something, maybe anger, maybe fear, I didn’t know. But there was also desire, a desire that had been suppressed, buried beneath her role as a mother. I could see the part of her that was fighting to maintain control.

Radhika’s voice trembled slightly. “This it’s not what I expected, Nikhil. I never imagined something like this could happen.”

Ananya reached across the couch, taking her mother’s hand. “I know, Mom. But it has. And I think we need to be open about it. We can figure it out together. You don’t have to feel guilty or ashamed.”

Radhika looked down at their intertwined hands, her face softening just a little. Her fingers curled around Ananya’s, holding her hand tightly. “But how can this even work? I don’t want to ruin what you two have.”

“You’re not ruining anything,” I said gently, leaning forward. “If anything, this is something we’re all choosing. Together.”

I could see the weight of years of loneliness in Radhika’s eyes, the longing for connection that she had likely ignored for too long. There was something incredibly intimate about this moment, something raw and real.

She glanced at Ananya, her voice barely above a whisper. “Are you really okay with this, Ananya? I don’t want to take anything away from you.”

Ananya smiled softly, her eyes filled with love and understanding. “You’re not taking anything away, Mom. You’re adding to it. We can share this. It doesn’t have to be complicated.”

Radhika’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. For the first time, I saw the walls she had built around herself begin to crumble. She was allowing herself to feel, to be vulnerable, to admit that she wanted this too.

“I never thought… ” Radhika’s voice broke, and she looked away for a moment, composing herself. “I never thought I could want something like this. But you’re right. I can’t deny it either.”

Ananya stood up, walked over to her mother, and gently pulled her into a tight embrace. The sight was almost surreal, this moment of intimacy between mother and daughter, united in their understanding of the situation.

Ananya’s hands stroked her mother’s back gently, comforting her, while Radhika stuck to her as if afraid to let go.

“I love you, Mom,” Ananya whispered into her ear. “And we’re going to be okay. We’ll take it one step at a time.”

Radhika nodded against her shoulder, her tears flowing freely now. “I love you too, Ananya. I don’t want to lose either of you.”

“You won’t,” Ananya said, pulling back just enough to look into her mother’s eyes. “We’ll make this work. We’ll figure it out.”

The emotional weight in the room was palpable, and I felt my heart swell with affection for both of them. This was a turning point, a moment where everything shifted. We had crossed a line, but it didn’t feel wrong.

Instead, it felt like the beginning of something deeper, something more profound than any of us had anticipated. Ananya stepped aside, motioning for me to come closer. I stood up, my legs shaky, and walked over to where Radhika was sitting.

She looked up at me, her eyes still wet with tears. But there was a softness there, a willingness to embrace what we had started.

I knelt in front of her, taking her hands in mine. “Radhika, I want you to know that I care about you. Deeply. This isn’t just some fleeting thing. I want to be there for both you and Ananya.”

Her hands tightened around mine, and she nodded slowly, her gaze never leaving mine. “I believe you, Nikhil. I believe all of this is real. But I’m scared. I’m scared of what this means.”

“We’ll face it together,” I said softly, bringing her hand up to my lips and pressing a gentle kiss against her skin. “All three of us.”

For the first time since we arrived, Radhika smiled, a small, tentative smile, but a smile nonetheless. “Okay,” she whispered. “We’ll figure it out.”

And in that moment, I knew we had all taken the first step into a new adventure.

To be continued

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Things had been hectic, and I was looking for a way out. It had been ages since I had gone out for a trip. The little fun I used to have having sex was also getting too monotonous for me. I wanted something new, something different, something kinky.

I wanted to be vulnerable and feel my heart pounding with life again. You guys know the feeling when you are extremely excited. The cock just feels and looks massive with engorged veins for some reason. I wanted to have that feeling again.

So, next weekend, I planned a 4-day trip to some hill station. Enjoy the cold breeze and soothe in a warm cabin with an excellent view of the Himalayan mountain range. I was all alone on this trip to cool off work stress and try something new.

As soon as I landed up in the airport I rushed to my hotel for some well-deserved nap and rest. I reached quite early in the morning, the hotel manager was really sweet and allowed me an early check-in.

The Manager was a tall 6.2 feet, well-built, muscular guy who looked like he could lift me with his little finger. We had a very short conversation about where I was from and my purpose for visiting.

It wasn’t a tourist season at that point. He asked the bellboy to show me to my room and gave me some directions to local pubs and restaurants. I went into the room, stripped naked. Before I could jerk off, I slept in my room.

I had booked a nice, fancy room with an amazing wide balcony overlooking a lake. Across the lake, in a distant yet close view, was a snow-covered mountain range. I woke up in the afternoon and saw the mountain peaks through the huge slider balcony.

I relaxed for some time. I got up to get something to eat and went out to a local restaurant. I was craving a good ramen. I found a nice Korean restaurant and, to my surprise, a really cool sex toy shop in front of the restaurant. I calmed my nerves and excitement as I was really hungry.

So, I ordered my lunch and started scrolling through the Grindr app on my phone. My profile in the app mentioned that I am a 30-year-old, dusky, 5.6 feet tall, stocky guy. I was hoping to explore my kinky fetishes and was visiting Sikkim for a couple of days.

I had a lot of responses from the locals. One that caught my attention was a 30-year-old guy, Amrit. He sent me his pictures, cross-dressed in a silk lacy lingerie sitting in a chair, popping out his ass and long black hair. I opened his profile and saw a few more pictures.

The guy was a genuine cross-dresser, with shots taken in various outfits, from skirts, crop tops, panties, sarees, you name it. I got intrigued and responded to him. I got a quick response and we got to chatting. I told him about my kinks, past experiences, and likes.

I also told him how much I wanted to try out something new. He suggested I cross-dress with him. I was a little hesitant. But the thought of those silky panties slowly being pulled down my ass crease got me ready for it.

He asked me to arrange for some stuff and that he would meet me in my hotel room in some time. I had my lunch and left for the hotel. The sex toy shop caught my eye once again, and I could not hold myself. I stepped inside and was mesmerized by the toys they had.

They had everything, from dildos, artificial dolls, latex vaginas, sex games, and butt plugs, they even had a section of lingerie’s. I went and got myself some really nice black thongs. I felt like trying them out and a nice, lacy, short white gown.

I even picked up 2 butt plugs with a furry tail attached to its end. I was really excited. I was feeling alive after such a long time. The cashier gave me a nasty smile and said, “Have fun.” I quickly reached back to my hotel.

Amrit was waiting for me in the lobby. He introduced himself to me. I hugged him and offered him tea out of courtesy. I guess he sensed the enthusiasm in me and asked me to have it in my room later.

I had never thought things would turn out this intense when I was leaving home earlier that day. This was turning out to be one of the best trips. We talked as we were going up to my room. I found that he was also here to relax and cool off from work.

Let me tell you about Amrit. He was dusky 5.4 feet, a stocky bisexual versatile guy with a huge ass clean-shaven body. A 4-inch-deep black cock, slightly curved to the left. He was very soft-spoken, kind, and gentle. Perfect for a cross-dresser.

Amrit went to the washroom and asked me to relax. I sat on the sofa, waiting patiently. Soon he came out of the washroom and, inclined by the wall. He was wearing a dark blue silk gown that barely covered his plump ass and a thin white sheet of panty covering his toy.

He was transformed into this completely different person, barely recognizable. I was stunned looking at him. He winked at me we came close to each other. I was about to kiss him when he pushed me a little and started stripping me instead. I was in no mood for foreplay anymore.

But he got me naked and went down and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking me. I was in heaven. I wasn’t even halfway through when he got up and spoke.

Amrit said, “Naughty sissy sluts don’t get to cum so quickly. They need to learn to be a pleasing sub to their boss, and only after he is satisfied are they allowed to relieve themselves. Learn it, save it, and remember it, as this is the golden rule.”

I played along and whispered, “Yes, boss.” Amrit laughed and said, “I am not your boss, honey. I am your trainer, your partner, your guide, your lover. But just for today, your owner as well.”

Amrit kissed me passionately. I could feel our cocks touching each other. My cock touching his panties and my body his silk dress. I was loving every second of it. I sat on the Dewan of the bed and Amrit was standing in front of me. I buried my face in his crotch and smelled his cock through his panties.

It was a mixed smell of cum, pee, and cock combined. I was leaking precum in the shorts. I pulled down his panties, and his small cock sprung up. He guided his hip to my face, and I started sucking on it. Since it was a small cock, I could take up the whole of the cock and deep throat him.

He paused, and we shared a long kiss. Then he turned me on the bed in a doggy position and spread my black ass cheeks. It had been a long day, and I was quite sweaty earlier. The moment he got down there, he first took a deep sniff and then started rimming me.

I was now out of this world. This continued for some more time, then he got up and got his cock close to my ass, and inserted it inside. It was a small cock, but Amrit knew how to use it. He kept complimenting my body and also how much he was enjoying my ass.

I couldn’t hold it anymore, and I cum soon without even touching my cock. Amrit quickly got all my cum in a small cup. He took it in his mouth while fucking my ass well. He kept swirling the cum in his mouth and then swallowed.

The swallow of my cum was a tipping point for him, and he couldn’t hold it any longer. He cum inside my ass after making a squeaky, high-pitched voice. The cum Cream-pied out my ass. I was feeling really calm and blissful after this.

I hugged him in his silk gown and started kissing him. He had one of his fingers inside my ass and whispered, “It is going to be a fun weekend.”

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I’m Krish, a 29-year-old techie who has been living in Delhi for the last two years. I was searching for an alliance for my marriage, but I was not able to find one. Finally, my mom called with a suitable alliance for me.

I saw the bride’s pic and was immediately smitten by her beauty. I said yes. It was Ranjana. She was living in Lucknow and working as an accountant in a small firm.

She was also 29 years old. Both of us were educated, and so we decided that they should meet each other before getting married. We planned our meeting on the day after Dusshera, in a Dandiya event.

I went there with my family and Ranjana with hers. We liked each other very much. In a few days, both families finalized everything about the wedding. The date was fixed for December 20th.

In the meantime, I went back to Delhi and got busy with office work. I kept myself away from all thoughts of marriage. On the other hand, Ranjana had many things to do at home, like shopping etc. Whenever we had time, we talked over calls and messages.

Slowly, the love between us grew, and we started making plans for our honeymoon. Ranjana wanted a simple honeymoon in India itself, but I was planning an international trip. But in the end, Ranjana was declared the winner, and we decided on Kerala.

By that time, our wedding preparations were in full swing, and we couldn’t talk much anymore. Our wedding took place exactly on December 20th. We invited many guests, and everyone was delighted to see us.

Everything went smoothly, and on December 21st, we were supposed to leave for our honeymoon. But then came her grandmother giving out some more rituals to be performed after the marriage. As luck would have it, one such ritual ended up taking two days instead of one.

Then another day for one more such ritual. It was already 4 days now, and we wanted to be together for at least a night. Finally, our parents announced that we are husband and wife now. We can reschedule the flights for whenever we want.

So finally, we booked our flight tickets for Dec 28th evening and decided to spend 6 nights in Kerala. But I had 3 more days to go, and I was getting restless. So, after everyone slept, I somehow sneaked into my wife’s room and called her out.

She looked surprised seeing me, “What are you doing here?” She asked me in a confused voice. “You know what,” I replied, “I cannot spend even a single night alone. That’s why I am here.”

“But if anyone catches us, they will say bad things.” She whispered. “No one will catch us. Let’s go to your terrace. I guess no one will be there, right.” She nodded and agreed.

She pulled me close to her and kissed me gently on my lips. Then, holding my hand, she led me towards the terrace door. Opening the door quietly, we entered the terrace. By now, we both were in our comfortable clothes.

I changed into my shorts, which came to my knees and a loose T-shirt. She was in her pyjama and a top. As soon as we closed the door behind us, I pressed her against the wall and started kissing her lips, her cheeks and her neck. She moaned as I moved down her throat, “Krish, slow down.”

There was just moonlight shining in front of us. Her face was glowing because of the moonlight. Seeing this beautiful sight, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her again. Now, it was turning into a passionate kiss. Her hands were resting on my shoulders.

After some time, I broke the kiss and whispered, “How was it? Was it good enough?” My face was still close to hers. She smiled softly and replied, “It was nice, wonderful, actually.” I leaned forward and again kissed her. This time, I focused only on her lips.

I sucked her lower lip slowly, and my tongue found its way inside her mouth in that darkness. My tongue danced with hers as I explored her sweet mouth. I felt her body trembling. I knew she was enjoying my kisses. My hands reached her waist and grabbed a handful of her ass.

I pushed myself closer to her and started grinding my hard dick into her belly as my mouth was exploring hers for the first time. It was a thrilling experience. Soon, her hands joined mine, and we hugged each other tightly. She could feel my hard cock through my shorts.

I could feel her nipples through her top. Now my hands slipped below her pyjamas and started rubbing her ass through them. I squeezed her tight buns and pulled her further against my raging hard-on. She moaned as I kneaded her butt. She started moving against my cock as if trying to get herself fucked.

I could feel her wetness through her panties. Moving my head down, I kissed her chin and her jawline. I licked her neck and ears while sucking her earlobes. Her soft whimpers told me how excited she was.

At that moment I didn’t care whether someone saw us or not. All I wanted to do right now was make her cum with my mouth. Pulling my head back, I started nibbling her neck softly. She moaned softly. I bit her shoulder gently. A low whimper escaped her mouth.

Pushing her top up, I exposed her breasts to my hungry eyes, which were hidden under her bra. I could see her erect nipples poking out. They were looking incredibly hot and sexy. I kissed her bare skin off her stomach and navel and reached her left breast.

I licked her nipple gently. She gasped and arched her back slightly. Cupping her breast, I rubbed her nipple with my thumb. She gasped and put her arms around my neck. “Oohh… Krish… Please…” I quickly unhooked her bra and threw it somewhere far away.

Now both her tits were free for me to play with. I placed my palm over her chest, feeling the soft flesh of her boobs. Squeezing her hard nipples between my fingers, I teased her. She was breathing fast now. Rubbing my palm over her naked tit, I lifted it with my other hand.

Kissing her erect nipple, I flicked it with my tongue. “Mmmmphh” was all she could say. Licking her areolas, I moved onto her nipples and started suckling them. She gripped my hair and pulled my face harder against her boobs.

Sucking her tits harder, I rolled her nipples between my teeth. Her grip tightened on my hair as I started licking her nipples in a circular motion. I could hear her panting heavily. Slowly, she started letting out soft moans which were slowly getting louder.

By now, my cock was throbbing in my pants, and her juices were seeping through her wet panties. My finger brushed over her pussy over her pyjamas. She gasped when she felt my touch. I could smell her sweet scent wafting into my nostrils. I started fondling her mound through her pyjamas.

She shivered at my touch. As I continued to suck her boobs, I slid my hand down and started massaging her pussy over her panty. She let out a loud moan as my fingers touched her pussy. Trailing my fingertips along her slit, I began teasing her.

While doing that, I gave special attention to her clit. Pinching her nipples gently, I circled her engorged clitoris with my middle finger. Her moans were getting louder right when we heard a noise. “Who is there?” Someone was shouting, and I saw the terrace light getting turned on.

Ranjana panicked and tried to cover herself. She quickly ran to the other side of the terrace and hid. I quickly put on my T-shirt and just sat as if nothing happened. Then I saw one of the servants coming up to see. He saw me and asked, “Sir, are you alright? What are you doing here at this time?”

I calmly replied, ” Nothing. I was feeling restless, so I came up for a stroll. Don’t worry, I’m fine and will be back in my room in some time. You go back.” He nodded and left. As soon as he left, I signalled Ranjana, and she came back to me.

Now, with the light switched on, I could see her flushed face. She blushed deeply. Her body was covered in sweat. Her nipples poked out against her top. The dark stains of her arousal were visible on her pyjamas. Her makeup was ruined. Her hair was messed up.

I approached her and gently kissed her forehead. “Hey, don’t look like that. Everything is okay,” I assured her. I then went to the exit and turned the light off and went back to Ranjana. I took her into my arms and held her against me. I caressed her cheek and said, “Don’t worry. No one noticed anything.”

I could see she was still so aroused. In the darkness, she pulled me closer and started kissing me again. Her hands were roaming freely over my body. I helped her pull her top off and exposed her gorgeous boobs again. I couldn’t resist myself from suckling those delicious mounds.

Her nipples were rock hard. I tasted her salty sweetness. Then I kneeled and, holding her hips, started kissing her stomach and licking her navel. After a few minutes of licking and digging her navel, I pulled her pyjamas down. I revealed her soaked panties to my hungry gaze.

I was able to smell her sweet scent. I pulled the crotch of her panties aside and flicked her clit with my tongue. She trembled at my touch. Using my thumbs, I parted her swollen labia and probed deeper with my tongue. Her pussy was oozing sweet juices. Her taste was divine.

Moaning loudly, she started grinding herself into my face. Lifting my head, I grabbed the waistband of her underwear and pulled it down. I had to help her step out of them. Kneeling before her again, I kissed her thighs, making sure to avoid her pussy.

She cried out in frustration. Smiling, I said, “You are going to love what’s coming next.” With these words, I buried my face into her pussy and started eating her cunt greedily. I could hear her scream as my tongue snaked inside her dripping wet hole.

I lapped up every drop of her juices. Slurping, I ate her like a hungry man. Her scent filled my senses as her essence coated my face. She was thrusting her pelvis against my face frantically. Finally, with a loud, trembling moan, she released her juices all over my face.

She tasted divine. The sight of her convulsing body made me even more horny. Taking advantage of her orgasmic bliss, I stood up and undid my shorts. She helped me pull my boxers down. My dick popped out from my boxers.

It was fully erect, thick, long and veiny. She looked at it with wide eyes. Seeing her lustful gaze made me want her even more. Quickly, I held her hand and placed it on my dick. She immediately took hold of it and stroked it.

Feeling her delicate fingers sliding up and down my shaft made me groan loudly. After she gave some continued strokes, I laid her down on the floor and positioned myself above her. I asked her, “So, wifey, finally we are here. So where do you want me first?”

Ranjana opened her lips and said, ” I don’t know… Wherever you want to go. Just take me… Fuck me… I want your cock inside me. ” I lowered myself and made her bend, and she was in her fours now. I went behind, and she held my hard cock and guided it towards her asshole first.

Holding my hard cock with one hand, I lubricated it with her saliva, which I collected by bending over her. I inserted my cock slowly but firmly into her asshole. Her muscles contracted around my cock. It felt warm and snug. Gradually, inch by inch, I pushed it deep inside.

She screamed at the initial penetration, followed by a series of moans and groans.”Oh,” She moaned as I stretched her ass. ” Oh God!” She screamed as I pushed harder. I leaned forward and placed my palms on the floor. As I started fucking her ass, I increased the pace.

Both of us moaning and screaming at the same time. My balls slapped against her cheeks as I slammed her. “Ah!” I was about to reach my climax, so she stopped me as if she had read my mind. She then pulled my cock out and turned, facing me.

She then pulled me down on her. My dick was perfectly placed on the entrance of her pussy. Looking into her eyes, I asked, “Do you want me to continue?” She answered, “Yes baby, fuck me. Make me cum. Please fuck me.” This was the answer I wanted.

I drove my cock deep inside her wetness. She arched her back as I entered her. Grabbing my butt, she guided me in and out. “Fuck me,” she moaned. Holding her legs, I pumped into her faster. Placing my hands beside her shoulders, I tilted my head and locked my lips with hers.

We kissed passionately. Our tongues wrestled. While our mouths fought, I was thrusting my dick into her pussy. Her nails scratched my back as I drove my cock deeper. Squeezing her tits, I ground my pelvis against her. Panting breathlessly, we continued to fuck each other.

Our breathing became rapid as we reached our climaxes simultaneously. Her pussy gripped my cock tightly, and I shot my load inside her. She cum all over my cock, drenching both of us.

Exhausted, we collapsed onto the floor. A combination of our fluids flowed down between our bodies. For some time, we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms.

Slowly, we regained control of our breathing. We both realized how completely spent we were. Sitting up, I helped her stand. Still panting heavily, we got dressed and walked back to our room, satisfied. I have not imagined anything better than this.

This is Raj with my second sex story experience. Let me introduce myself to you. I am 5 foot 11 inches tall with a tool of 6 inches, and I am from Mumbai. This incident is from my office. I was working in an Airoli Mindscape for 4 years. Soon I got a promotion and was moved to Pune for a new role.

The first couple of weeks were boring. No new friends. Everybody was just a new stranger. Here I met my girl Purnima.

She was working as a manager in the training department. The day I saw her, her smile was so mesmerizing. She was a perfect girl with perfect curves. The first day I saw her, she was in an Indian outfit. But it was so revealing that those curves were having a good view.

The first time I reached her for some help, we both smiled and she greeted me in a good manner. I was working in operations, so I reached her many times daily. Daily I used to reach out to her for some or other reasons with a chance to speak with her and have more interactions and check her out. Even she liked giving me that attention. A couple of times I noticed her revealing outfits intentionally showing her cleavage, sometimes bending. But I was unsure if that was a signal or just a mistake.

Soon I found that Purnima had a boyfriend. After office, her guy used to pick her up, and they both used to leave together. I got sad after watching this many times.

I had a car, so I used to leave early to check if I got a chance to drop her at her place. But each time, I failed. Then I thought about dropping my plan and checking out someone else. But it is not finished until you win. And anyway, every Goal has a Goal Keeper. So I decided to spend 1 more month on her and win her.

It was the 16th of August, the long weekend post Independence day and most of our managers were on leave. I, too, came to the office early intending to leave early and enjoy the weekend.

Then I saw Purnima entering the floor with a sad face. I was curious to know what happened and why she was sad. That day, she wore a black, short, and deep-neck kurta with revealing outfits. I reached out to her several times, but her response was not as it always was. So I decided to take a tea break with her to make her mood better.

At 5 pm, we both went on the break. I noticed she was checking her cell continuously as if she was waiting for someone’s call or text. Then I took a step ahead and held her hand just to console her saying that everything would be fine and she needed not to worry. On this, she got more upset and said there was a misunderstanding between her and her bf on an issue.

Ideally, that was the time to make her feel better and try to give some solutions that could resolve the issues. But my devil mind stopped me from doing such a thing. I thought I had just one chance that day to get closer to this beauty and win her. So I played my card.

I started a conversation on some random topics that were distracting her mind. Later, I asked her, as I was new in Pune, especially in Viman Nagar, if she would take me to a place where I could find some good clothes. She accepted.

At 6 pm, we left our office in my car. It was my 1st time in Pune, hanging out with a hot girl. I was feeling so lucky to have the most beautiful girl from my office next to me.

We continued shopping till 8:30 pm. In the meantime, I gifted her a decent short top, which she accepted with no hesitation. At 9, it was time to leave, for which I asked if she had time, could she accompany me to a pub in Phoenix Market City?

By this time, my colleague’s mood had completely changed. She had completely left behind her bf in her mind. Now, she was in a different world as she was getting attention from me, which she was dying for.

We moved to the nearest pub where at first we had a couple of drinks and some food. She liked the way I treated and cared for her. I was ensuring her mood was happy all the time. At 11 pm, the dance floor started and I invited her for a dance. At first, she hesitated because she was wearing a short kurti. So I asked her if she could change to the one I gifted, which she accepted.

Purnima went to the changing room and I waited for her nearby. When she came out, she was looking like a hot bomb! I kept on staring at my gorgeous colleague for the way she was looking. The short top was revealing her navel part which was adding fuel to the fire.

My mind was forcing me to take the next step. But the inner decent guy was stopping me from taking such immediate steps. I asked her to accompany me. Soon, we hit the dance floor. I am decent at dancing with some repeated steps, which I did, and so was she. But she was more open.

Soon, there were slow but romantic and lusty songs being played. Most of the couples got closer and started dancing. Then I asked for her hands and kept them on my shoulder, and we started dancing. One of my hands was on my colleague’s shoulder while one was on her navel side. My bare hand was making her body more cold.

This continued for a long 15 minutes. By then, we were also under the influence of alcohol.

We were busy with each other. Our eyes were fixed into each other, giving hints for the next step. And just to take it further, I rolled my fingers over her navel, for which she gave a small bite on her lips, blushing more! I repeated it a couple of times, giving her more hints. This time, I intentionally kept her hugged from back with one hand on her bare navel while the other just below her left boob.

While dancing, her red-colored bra strips became visible. I made her face the back and adjusted it. She appreciated my help and I replied, “This is my pleasure to feel you.”

I moved a bit closer to my co-worker and said, “If you don’t mind, can we go for a long drive?” to which she just nodded.

Soon we reached the parking lot where the lights were dim and it was just us both at the place. I opened the door and made her sit. Purnima felt good about my behavior.

While starting the car, I asked her to put on the seat belt, which she was unable to plug. So, I helped her. While doing this, my elbows brushed her round soft juicy boobs. I kept it intentionally for a couple of seconds which even she didn’t resist. At this point, I was sure I had won the half battle but was still waiting for the final win.

What happened next? Did we end up having sex? Or did I miss the chance? Stay tuned for the 2nd part.

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