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After that day, our relationship was going well. But as days passed, the tension between Ananya and Radhika had been growing. They were a bit jealous of each other. Both mother and daughter were competing for my attention in subtle ways.

Longer glances towards me, flirtatious touches to me, bolder provocations. It was inevitable, and I knew things would come to a head. I sensed it. The usual lightness of their interactions had been replaced by something darker, more charged. That evening, the three of us were sitting in my living room.

The silence wasn’t awkward but heavy. I could feel Ananya’s eyes on me as you ran my fingers lazily through Radhika’s hair. Her eyes narrowed slightly before she took a slow sip of her wine. She was never one to hold back her emotions for long.

“Ananya, what’s on your mind?” I asked casually, though you already knew the answer.

She smiled, but there was something sharp in it. “I’ve just been thinking. It’s funny how you spend so much time with Mom lately.” Her eyes flicked to Radhika.

Radhika didn’t back down. “Maybe that’s because I give him something you can’t,” Radhika replied.

Ananya’s eyebrows rose, and she laughed, “Oh, really? And what might that be, Mom? Desperation?”

I felt the heat between them, but before things escalated further, I decided to intervene. “Enough. You both know what this is about.” I looked at Ananya, who raised an eyebrow in response, still holding her wine glass. “I think you both need to settle this,” I continued.

“How?” Radhika asked, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She moved closer to me, draping herself across your lap, a clear challenge to Ananya. “What did you have in mind, my boy?”

I grinned, leaning back, enjoying the power you held in this situation. “Simple. You both want my attention. Show me who deserves it more.”

Ananya’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “I thought you’d never ask it.”

The three of us moved to the bedroom. The tension was there as Radhika undressed first. Her eyes were never leaving Ananya’s. Ananya, always the bold one, took her time, peeling off her clothes slowly, sensually, as though daring Radhika to look away. But Radhika didn’t flinch. She watched.

Radhika was the first to make a move, pushing Ananya back onto the bed with force. “Let’s see how well you can keep up tonight.”

Ananya laughed. “Oh, my darling Mom, I was born for this.” She pulled Radhika towards her, their bodies pressing together.

I wasn’t going to sit back and watch. No, that night was about dominance, and I was ready to take control. I moved behind Ananya, wrapping my hands around her waist. “Tonight, you’re mine,” I whispered into her ear.

Ananya’s usual confidence wavered for a moment as I pulled her tighter against me. Radhika, ever the opportunist, leaned forward and kissed Ananya deeply, her tongue exploring, teasing. Ananya moaned into the kiss, her body trapped between me and Radhika.

“You’re going to have to earn my attention tonight,” I whispered into Ananya’s ear, biting her gently on the neck. “You think you’re in control? Not tonight.”

I pushed Ananya forward, her body collapsing onto the bed as Radhika held her down. Ananya’s breathing quickened, but she didn’t resist. She knew what was coming. I spread her legs apart, positioning myself between them, teasing her with deliberate touches clit.

Without wasting any more time, I began pushing my dick into her pussy. Each movement was designed to remind her that tonight, she wasn’t in charge. I was. Radhika smirked, running her hands over Ananya’s body, her nails grazing her skin just enough to make her squirm. “Not so cocky now, are you?”

Ananya gasped, her fingers curling into the sheets. “Shut up,” she hissed. Her body was betraying her. Radhika laughed. I knew Ananya loved the power play, and loved being challenged, but I was also aware that she had never been pushed quite like this before. And tonight, I was going to push her to her limits.

I entered my dick in Pussy, my hands gripped her butt tightly and started my movements. Ananya’s body arched against mine, but I didn’t give her what she wanted. Not yet. I kept my pace torturously slow, teasing her with shallow thrusts. I was pulling back every time she pushed herself against my dick.

“Please…” Ananya’s voice was desperate. She was always the confident one, always the one in control. But not tonight, not.

Radhika smiled, clearly enjoying the sight of Ananya squirming beneath me. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you,” Radhika teased, running her fingers through Ananya’s hair, pulling her head back slightly to meet her gaze.

Ananya groaned, her body trembling. “I said, please…”

“Please, what?” I asked, my voice commanding.

Ananya’s breathing hitched. “Please…fuck me.”

I spanked her, and by leaning down, I whispered in her ear. “Good girl.”

And then I gave Ananya what she wanted. My thrusts of dick into her became harder, faster, and she moaned loudly, her body moving with mine, desperate for more. “Yes, yes, yes…”, Ananya moaned.

Radhika watched, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She continued to play with Ananya’s hair, pulling and teasing her.

“Look at you, begging for it,” Radhika taunted, “I thought you were supposed to be the confident one.”

Ananya’s response was a strangled moan. Her body was trembling with pleasure as I banged her pussy relentlessly. I could hear her breathless gasps as she neared the edge.

But just as she was about to cum, I stopped, pulling out of her completely. Ananya cried out in frustration, her body quivering with need. “What the fuck?” she gasped. Her voice was shaky.

I laughed, running my hands down her back. “You don’t get to cum until I say so.”

Ananya buried her face in the bed sheet. Her body was shaking with desire. Radhika continuously smiled, clearly enjoying watching Ananya’s struggle.

“Don’t worry, Ananya,” Radhika said. “I’ll take care of you.”

With that, Radhika moved her head between Ananya’s legs, her mouth placed on her clit almost instantly. Ananya’s body was arching off the bed as Radhika’s tongue worked over her clit, teasing and torturing her in equal measure.

I watched it. My cock was throbbing with need as Radhika pleasured Ananya, Radhika’s fingers slipping inside Ananya’s pussy with ease. Ananya moaned loudly. Her body was surrendering to Radhika’s touch, but she didn’t come. Not yet.

I moved behind Radhika and spit on Radhika’s hips. I entered her from behind, my thrusts hard and deep. Radhika gasped, her body jerking forward, but she didn’t stop what she was doing to Ananya. If anything, her tongue moved faster, her fingers working harder.

Ananya was close now, her body shaking with the effort of holding back her orgasm. I could see it in the way her muscles tensed, could hear it in the way her moans grew louder, more desperate.

“Please…” she begged again, her voice barely above a whisper.

My thrusts were becoming more erratic as I neared my release. “Cum for me, Ananya,” Radhika commanded. And that was all it took. Ananya screamed as her orgasm tore through her. Her body shook with pleasure as Radhika continued to work her over.

Within a few moments, I fell to my dick. Radhika’s muscles tightened her pussy, around my dick. But her moans were muted by Ananya’s thighs.

Radhika was breathing heavily, with satisfied moans. Ananya was the first to speak, “Fuck…that was…”

Radhika chuckled, running a hand through her hair. “Yeah…hmm… Told you I’d take care of you.”

That light jealousy did not seem to be over yet. Ananya said, “Careful, Mom. You may think you have the upper hand now, but you have no idea what I’m capable of.”

Radhika laughed softly, brushing her fingers through her hair and tossing it over her shoulder. “Is that a threat, darling?” she teased.

Ananya, still fiery, “Just don’t think you’ve won, Mom,” she said, her voice having a clear edge. “This is far from over.”

Radhika raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it to over. This is just the beginning.”

As the night drew on, the conversation became softer and more intimate, and we had sessions further. Yet the atmosphere twists with tension. Finally, as the exhaustion from the night’s intensity set in, Radhika broke the silence with a lazy yawn. “I’m going to need a good night’s sleep.”

Ananya laughed softly, surprising us both. “For once, I agree with you, Mom.”

I replied, “Get some rest, ladies. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.”

The three of us drifted off to sleep. But The journey wasn’t over.

To be continued.

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Ashish gently pressed his finger to my lips, a silent command for me to hold my questions. My heart had long yearned for this moment, yet a part of me resisted. It felt necessary, almost righteous. I swung my legs off the bed and demanded to know where Jatin was and how he had entered our room.

Ashish gestured toward Vinay, who sat there, utterly stunned, murmuring, “This isn’t how I imagined things turning out.” I kept up the facade of the dutiful wife, feigning disappointment with both Ashish and Vinay. Ashish shrugged, lighting a cigarette. Vinay, concerned, reminded him that I was pregnant.

But beneath it all, the bitter reality that my husband had orchestrated for me to be with my ex ignited a fierce anger within me. In a surge of defiance, I snatched the cigarette from Ashish’s hand and took a long drag.

When Vinay reached for it, I shot back, “Oh, so you’re worried about the baby now? But not about your wife being fucked by her Ex?”

“It’s not what you think,” Vinay said, but I couldn’t hold back. “You’re sitting there with your pants down, stroking your boner while my ex is half-naked, kissing your blindfolded wife on our bed, and you expect me to believe it’s not what I think. Wow! You are a real piece of shit, aren’t you?”

My voice was thick with disbelief and frustration. The sheer ridiculousness of the situation hit me hard. I took another deep drag and blew the smoke on Vinay’s face, and said, “Fuck it! You know what, if that’s what you want, then that’s what you will get.”

No words were spoken after that in the dimly lit room. The atmosphere was charged with excitement. I leaned closer to Ashish with a playful smile on my lips as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Vinay watched as Ashish reached out for my boobs with one hand.

He intertwined his fingers with mine with another. Ashish had the same sparkling eyes and carefree attitude with mischief on his face. He leaned towards me to kiss me. I looked Vinay in his eyes and said, “Do you want to see how a man fucks and treats his woman?”

Vinay quietly nodded with a shameful and hurtful smile. I maintained eye contact with Vinay and said, “Watch and learn, you Sinful bastard! Isn’t this what you wanted?”

There’s something about me that you should know. I’ve always enjoyed the way my ass was admired. It’s a unique pleasure that not every woman can understand. Both men and women have often commented on it, and with each compliment, a hint of narcissism blossomed within me, feeding a desire for my ass to be worshipped. Ashish knew this and often spent hours worshipping my ass when we were together.

At that moment, with no moral boundaries to hold us back, the air crackled with electricity as my ex-husband and current one had already stoked the fading flames of desire. The weight of judgment melted away, leaving only raw, exhilarating freedom.

And I thought, why not? This is a perfect moment for me to be worshipped by two men who love me and adore me. There is something special about ass worship that only a few understand. Ashish lay on the bed while Vinay helped me stand up and returned to his chair.

I carefully balanced myself and started to spread my ass cheek. I then sat on Ashish’s face. The moment his tongue touched my asshole, I was possessed by a strange sense of power. It felt amazing and reminded me of my sexual appeal.

My mind was flooded with thoughts, a sense of pride that two handsome men I love still find me so attractive. They want to bury their tongue deep inside my filthy ass. I squeezed my breast, letting out a thin stream of milk. The smell of sweat, leaking pussy and the moistness from the milk was exhilarating.

I had forgotten this version of myself. But the presence of two men I love and the sense of security that they will neither judge nor shame had kept me sane. I continued to grind my ass on Ashish’s face. He would push it away every few seconds to breathe.

Then, he would spend some time sniffing it and licking it. I started to twitch my asshole and accidentally let out a few drops of pee. I then stood up and apologised. Suddenly, Vinay joined us and asked if everything was alright. Responding, I just pulled him towards my breast.

He sucked on my swollen nipples. Ashish spread my legs and started to lick the dripping pee on my thighs and slowly reached my pussy. Vinay made me sit on the corner of the bed beside him. He continued to suck my teats. He’d press the boob hard and collect the milk in his mouth.

Then, French kissed me, passing my fluids back into my mouth. I would then kiss Akash, who would swallow it all with a grin on his face. It became increasingly uncomfortable to sit without any back support. Vinay then encouraged me to lie down on the bed.

He positioned himself above me, kneeling close to my face and burying his dick in my mouth. Akash had his finger up my ass and continued to fuck my pussy with his tongue. I felt a strong urge to suck both dicks together. The feisty little whore in me had awoken.

The fear of trash talk ruining the moment lingered. I decided to speak the divine language of silence with expression. The best part was both men knew my body language. I didn’t have to say anything out loud. Moments later, Aksah slapped his dick on my right cheek and Vinay on my left.

I tightly held both their cock’s and squeezed them. Vinay started to buckle and shake even before I could rub his dick. My left palm was full of his sticky jizz. I smeared his cum on my boobs. I took his semi-erect dick in my mouth and then swapped it with Akash’s cock.

I asked them to get closer and got both their dicks in my mouth. I then winked at the boys, and they knew what to do next. Akash continued to slowly fuck my mouth by pinching my nipples. Vinay quietly withdrew, knowing he needed time to recover.

Akash finally came into my mouth. I turned towards Vinay and made bubbles out of Akash’s jizz, and swallowed it all with a smack. This time, Akash decided to take a step back and light another cigarette, clearly enjoying the attention.

I noticed Vinay’s annoyed expression, but he kept quiet, letting Akash have his moment. Even though I hadn’t done much, I felt more tired than I should have and was craving a warm bath—preferably with bubbles. So, I stood up and said we needed to have a serious chat because this nonsense couldn’t go on.

Akash looked at me with a grin and said, “Whatever you say, your grace,” taking a theatrical bow like he was in a comedy show. I replied, “Once an asshole, always an asshole.” I turned to Vinay, my voice laced with frustration. “Happy! Is this what you wanted?”

He replied with a weak, almost defeated “yes,” and it hit me like a punch to the gut—he clearly wasn’t satisfied. That nagging feeling of annoyance bubbled up inside me. It felt pointless to close the bathroom door after everything that had just happened.

Moments later, both of them entered the bathroom. I laughed and asked them to leave, but Akash hugged me from behind. Vinay again got on his knees, spreading my legs. I suggested we go back to the bed. But they wouldn’t listen. I stopped Vinay from licking my pussy.

I wanted to pee, and my clit was super sensitive, to which Akash whispered in my ear. “Why don’t you pee in your husband’s mouth.” Akash had a certain magic in his voice—a commanding tone that felt like a call I couldn’t ignore.  Whenever he spoke assertively, I was compelled to follow his lead.

That’s part of what led to our separation. My body had become so accustomed to his commands that breaking free felt almost impossible. In seconds I started letting out a hot stream of piss. I was on pregnancy medication. The distinct aroma and colour of my urine were hard to miss.

It was a reminder of the changes happening in my body. It felt both overwhelming and undeniable. With my stomach getting in my way, I could not see if Vinay was swallowing it. But the feeling of my pussy being sucked while I was letting go of a stream was enough for my knees to go weak.

As soon as I was done, I returned to the room and said, “Fuck me already.” Akash was the first to react. He quickly swept the room and found my daughter’s baby oil, and poured it on his dick. He then asked Vinay to hold my legs high enough to lift my ass.

Akash squeezed some oil on my asshole and inserted a finger. It had been ages since I had my ass was fucked. The moment I smiled, Vinay looked at me. I didn’t know what to say and turned my face away. Akash then inserted another finger and circled my asshole to relax my muscles.

I then told him that I was ready. The positing with legs up and the baby kicking inside was getting uncomfortable. Akash understood and inserted his dick at once. It went all the way in. I signed and let out a small scream. Vinay seemed confused and scared that I was being hurt.

I pressed his hand and signalled that it was fine. Akash fucked me for a few minutes and tried hard to cum in my ass. But he was also aware that I was uncomfortable with the position and withdrew. We took a small break. I washed my boobs and nipples.

I told the boys that I’d return after feeding my little one. As soon as I returned, both of them started sniffing and licking every inch of my body. I lost count of the number of times they made me cum and fucked me in turns. We even indulged in the idea of double penetration and failed miserably.

Finally, I lay on the bed in the centre with Akash on one arm and Vinay on another, sucking my nipples. One had their finger in my butt and another in my pussy. I couldn’t tell whose finger was where. Suddenly, I asked Akash about Jatin, and he replied, “Oh, he’s in the closet watching us.”

I playfully slapped his chest, and laughter erupted among us. But as it came time for Akash to leave, I noticed the sadness in his eyes. I knew he had never remarried or dated anyone. He was still genuinely in love with me. Yet, deep down, I understood that we just weren’t meant to be.

This Limerence shall be the cross we bear.

THE END

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Toh start karte hai kahani ke 4th part ko. Salman Nafeesa to ekdum mal hai bhai. Kash ye mil jaye chodne ko toh maza a jaye. Aur tab tak tu hi meri Nafeesa hai. Ab Nafeesa ke bare mein sochte hi mera phir se khada ho gaya tha.

Maine Salman ko ghumne ko bola. aur uske phone mein Nafeesa ki pic nikali. Woh photo dekhte dekhte Salman ke gand mein fir se lund dal diya aur zor zor se chodne laga. Chodte hue bola.

Main: Salman Nafeesa kab ayegi ghar pe? Soch raha hu jate jate usko dekh kar jau, taki rat ka jugad ho jaye.

Salman: Ah ah, aj nahi ho payega, Rohit. Aj saturday hai na, subah hi dosto ke sath gayi hai 2 din ke liye. Kal sham ko ayegi.

Main: (aur jor se chodte hue) Are yar, waha par bhi shayad chudne hi gayi hogi. Kash yaha hoti to main hi pel deta.

Salman: Ha bhai main bhi join karta sath mein. Ek kam karte hai, aj room mein main bhi akela hu. To idhar hi ruk ja rat mein. Rat mein fir se maze karenge.

Main: (pura cum Salman ki gand mein chodte hue). Mom Dad to honge na ghar par.

Salman: Ha woh to honge hi. Par woh to unke bedroom mein soyege. Tu ruk ja main rat mein tere liye ek aur surprise plan karta hu.

Main: (itni chudai se thak gaya tha. Salman ka phone usko de diya aur Salman ke bagal mein so gaya) Aur kya surprise hai meri Nafeesa jan.

Salman: Tu bas ruk ja.

Main: Thik hai.

Bolke thoda so gaya. Salman ko baho mein bhar ke. Kuch adhe ghante bad Salman mujhe zor zor se uthane laga, “Rohit uth jao, sabke ane ka time ho gaya hai kapde pehen le.”

Maine Salman ko kheecha apni taraf aur lip lip kiss karne laga, “Arre Nafeesa meri jan ruk jao thodi der.” Salman bola, “5 minutes mein Mom aa jayegi.” Main jhat se uth gaya.

Kapde pehnte hue bhi Salman ke nipple masal raha tha smooch kar raha tha. fir hum dono hall mein baith ke TV dekhne lage. abhi bhi Salman ke hath mere jeans ke ander tha aur mera hath Salman ke nipple pe aur smooch karte karte tv dekh rahe the.
“Lagta hai Nafeesa ko dekh ke deevane ho gaye ho,” Salman bola.

Main: Ha bhai, kya gora badan, jawan mal, aur itni hot dressing. Haye itna smooth skin.

Tabhi ganti baji aur maine Salman ko last smooch kiya aur Salman kholne gaya. Main TV dekhne laga aur try kar raha tha ki uski Mom se eye contact na karu. Fir jaise hi woh ander ayi, unhone bola, “Kaise ho Rohit, Salman ne bataya.”

Maine nazar utha ke dekha to dekhta hi reh gaya. Lagbhag 38-39 years ki thi woh par ekdum slim and hot dikh rahi thi. Dekhne mein lagbhag 25 ki dikh rahi thi. dudh se bhi gori. Ekdum parti kamar. 34 ke boobs size.

Haye mein to dekhta hi reh gaya. Dikhne mein ekdum Mouni Roy jaise. Shirt and pant pehna hua tha jisme unka pura fig dikh raha tha. Unhone fir se puch “Kya hua Rohit?” Main hosh mein aya. “Ha thik hu aunty.”

Aunty: Khana bana rahi hu, biryani khaoge na?

Main: Ha aunty ap jo banao.

Fir woh andar chali gayi. Salman mujhe goor raha tha. Maine bhi dekha usko. Salman ye surprise to ek dum kadak hai. Inke samne to Nafeesa bhi kuch nahi hai.

Salman: Ye to surprise hai hi nahi. surprise to rat mein milega.

Main: Accha main bahot excited hu ab to.

Fir hum room mein chale gaye. Fir kuch around 9.30 awaz ayi. “Salman, Rohit aa jao khana ban gaya hai.” Main aur Rohit jake dining table pe baith gaye. Fir uske Dad aye aur woh bhi baith gaye.

Unko dekh ke shock ho gaya. Ekdum sawle, fat thode bal bhi kam. Inko aisi mal kaise mil gayi? Main soch hi raha tha ke tab tak Salman ki Mom ander se dinner leke a gayi. Mera to dekh ke hi khada ho gaya.

Ekdum short denim shorts aur white color ka loose tshirt. Shorts bas gand tak hi cover kar raha tha jisme uske gore gore thighs dikh rahe the. Aur itni gori mal pe white loose Tshirt jisme boobs ka perfect shape nazar a raha tha.

Mera to unko dekh ke hi ekdum tight ho gaya. Salman mere bagal mein baith tha. Usne bhi notice kiya. Chupke se mere jeans pe hath rakh ke khane laga. Pure time bas unko hi dekh raha tha.

Fir hum sabne khana finish kiya aur karib 10 baje uske Mom Dad unke room mein chale gaye aur main and Salman dusre room.

Main: Salman, teri Mom ek dum model hai model, is age mein bhi itni maintain.

Salman: Bhai woh roz subah yoga karti hai, fir gym jati hai. Apne figure ka pura dhyan rakhti hai.

Main: Wow ekdum actress dikh rahi hai. Ab toh main tujhe teri ma bana ke hi choduga, waise nam kya hai unka.

Salman: Unka nam Fatima hai, aur ruko abhi nahi, surprise ka maza chala jayega.

Main: Isse bada kya surprise hoga. Unke boobs unki gori gori thighs haye.

Salman: Thodi der wait karo. bahut mast surprise milega tumhe.

Fatima (Salman ki Mom) ko shorts and top mein dekh ke ekdum pagal sa ho gaya. Salman ko, Fatima imagine karke bar bar smooch kar raha tha. Karib 10.30 baje Salman ne bola, “Abhi bilkul chup rehna aur mere sath chalo.”

Main bhi Salman ke sath dabe paon chalane laga. Tabhi Salman mujhe uske Mom Dad ke room ke bahar leke gaya. aur darwaza bandh tha par lock nahi. Maine ishare mein pucha idhar kyu laye ho.

Usne mere lips pe finger rakh kar chup rahne ka ishara kiya. Fir Salman ne dhree se thoda sa darwaza khola. Waha se ander ka sab kuch sakta hai par woh hame nahi dekh sakte. Tabhi kya dekhta hu main, Fatima ekdum chote red gown pahne hue khadi thi.

Salman ke Dad unke samne khade the. Gown mein Fatima ke adhe boobs dikh rahe thay aur bas chut ke neeche hi goen khatam ho jata hai. Mera to dekh ke hi bura hal ho gaya tha. Lund ekdum tight tha.

Tabhi Salman ke Dad ne Fatima ka pura gown nikal diya aur khud ke bhi pure kapde nikal diye. Haye kya ek dum kadak dikh rahi thi Fatima nange hone ke bad bhi. Porn actress bhi uske samne fail hai.

Pura gora badan, ek inch bhi extra charbhi nahi. Pet kamar ek dum patle, perfect boobs and gand. Main to wahi khade khade apna lund bahar nikal le Salman ko niche baithne ka ishara kiya.

Jaise hi woh niche baitha lund seedha uske muh mein aur muh chodte hue unka sex dekhne laga. Fir Fatima Salman ke Dad ko lips pe kiss karne lagi. Par shayad unko nahi pasand. Woh seedha Fatima ke boobs pakad ke bed pe lita diya.

Fatima ne lund pakad ke muh mein lene ki bhi try ki. Par Salman ke Dad ne nahi karne diya. Seedha Fatima ke upar chad gaye aur chodne lage. Maine socha aisa mal mili hai is chutiye ko aur na foreplay na kuch oral direct chudai. Kya fayda bechari Fatima.

Idhar unki chudai dekh mein Salman ka pura muh chod raha hu. Subah se itna bar pani nikala ki bilkul stamina hi nahi tha. Par Fatima ki chudai dekh ke alag hi energy a gayi thi. Fatima ke boobs mast age piche hil rahe the.

Fir kuch 10 minutes mein to Salman ke Dad ka nikalne wala tha. To unhone apna lund bahar nikala aur sara pani Fatima ke pet pe chod diya aur bagal mein nange hi let gaye. Fir Fatima ne ek tissu se unka cum clean kiya.

Fatima bilkul bhi satisfied nahi lag rahi thi. Hogi bhi kaise? Ek to no oral ya foreplay uper se sirf 10-minute ki chudai. Salman ke Dad ka fir se khada hone laga. Mujhe laga ab satisfy karenge Fatima ko. Par ye kya?

Salman ke Dad wahi lete hai aur Fatima ke hath mein apna lund de diya. Fatima lund chusne gayi to mana karke bas hilane ko kaha. Fir Salman ke Dad ne Fatima ka muh apni nipple pe rakha aur chusne ko kaha.

Ab Fatima Salman ke Dad ke bagal mein let kar unke nipple chuste chuste unka hila bhi rahi thi. 4-5 minutes mein wapas nikal gaya pani aur Fatima ne woh clean kiya. Salman ke Dad so gaye.

Main Fatima ke bare mein soch kar bahut dukhi ho raha tha. Salman ke muh se lund nikala aur jane laga. Salman ne ander dekha aur rukne ka ishara kiya. Mera bhi nikla bhi nahi tha so Salman fir se muh mein leke chusne laga.

Fir main dekhta hu puri nangi Fatima khadi hoti hai aur apne mobile mein kuch karne lagti hai. Ekdum swarg ki koi apsara lag rahi thi. Bas ap nangi Mouni Roy ko imagin kar lo ekdum waisa figure aur utni hi gori.

Fir woh phone samne rakhti hai desk pe. Ek pair bed pe rakhti hai aur fingering karne lagti hai. Haye tab maine uski chut ko ekdum acche se dekha. ekdum clean share. Mera to man kiya abhi darwaja kholu aur uski chut chatne lag jau.

Par jaise taise maine apne ko roka aur Salman ka muh aur zor se chodne laga. Aise hi kuch 15 -20 minutes kabhi chut kabhi gand mein fingering kar ke jhad gayi aur bed pe jake nangi hi so gayi.

Salman ne lund muh se bahar nikala aur ishara kiya chalo abhi. Mera to Fatima ke bas nange dekhte rehne ka man tha. Par Salman ke kahne par jana pada. Fir room mein jate hi Salman ne apne kapde nikal diye aur gand meri taraf karke bola, “Kaisa laga surprise. Ab mujhe Mom imagine karke karo chudai.”

Maine na bol diya aur bola ab to unki hi lunga.

Salman: Pagal hai kya bhai? Ab mazak mat kar. Tujhe mood mein lane ke liye hi to ye sab dikhaya.

Main: Nahi bhai main serious. Ab to Fatima ki kaise bhi leni hai.

Salman: Dekhne ko mila hai na woh hi bahut hai. Ye possible nahi hai.

Main: Acha ek bat bata, agar main Fatima ko chodu to tujhe to koi problem nahi hai na.

Salman: Mom nahi manegi ek bar Nafeesa pe try kar sakte hai.

Main: Nafeesa bad mein. Filhal Fatima ko chodna hai. Tu bata tujhe koi problem to nahi hai.

Salman: Thik hai par hoga kaise?

Main: Woh main kuch banata hu plan.

Salman: (meri taraf gand karte hue) Tab tak mujhe to shant kar de.

Main: Ab to pahle Fatima ko fir teri lunga.

Salman: Aur agar woh nahi mani to?

Main: Manegi kaise nahi, tu bas wahi kar jo main bolta hu. Sabse pahle to mere khade lund ko chus ke shant kar.

Salman niche baith ke lund chusne laga.

Main: Accha bata tune kitni bar dekha hai Mom Dad ka sex?

Salman: (lund ko mu se nikalte hus) Hafte mein 2 bar dekhta hu, inka fix hai wednesday and saturday ko karte hai.

Main: Dad Fatima ki chut chatte hai?

Salman: Nahi Dad orthodox hai, na smooch, na chut chatna na lund chuswana na boobs sucking na hi gand mein dalte hai.

Main: Chutiya hai tere Abba. Aisa actress jaise mal mili hai aur usko bhi acche se le nahi pate.

Salman: Aisa mat bolo bhai.

Ab mera bhi nikalne wala tha to zor zor se Salman ke muh mein hi sara pani chod diya.

Main: Achha tu hi bata aisa mal milne ke bad bhi agar acche se chudai nahi kar sake to kya bolenge unko?

Salman: Woh to hai fir bhi mere Dad.

Main: Thik hai chal ab maine ek plan socha hai.

Aage ki story agle part mein. so kaisi lagi kahani ab tak. So batana jarur mujhe [email protected].

Rain is one of my college classmates. She is the one who has the biggest breasts. Her chest is as big as her head. So, she always stands out. Rain is also famous with us boys. We often debate how it will feel if someone touches her boobs.

For the size of her, she often wears two bras. How did I know? Well, once she was picking an eraser, she dropped. And we saw the dark cleavage. And I saw two bras, one black and another pink. Quite a good combination though. She belongs to the priest’s family. So, she obeyed strict rules, but she was too clingy.

I have touched her boobs twice, once when my ankle was hitting her boobs while writing in the exam. Another time, when we got first in the state-level Olympiad, all my classmates hugged me, celebrating. I can’t forget when she hugged me, and I remember two heavy things on my shoulder. I got told that many times by my male friends. Men will be men I guess. Ok, back to the event.

The college organized a competitive competition on global health and tech quiz. The prizes were 100 dollars for 3 best performers and 50 dollars for top 10s. And I happened to be the boy who reads the newspaper daily, so I was really prepared for this. Rain approached me the day before the exam after the classes were over.

Rain: Tomorrow there is the competition from 8 am to 9 am.

Me: Yes!

Rain: So, you have done all your studies?

Me: What to study? There isn’t a specific book to read, you know.

Rain: Tomorrow help me with the exam. You are sitting in front of me.

Yes, she was sitting in front of me or the side of me in the exam as for our consecutive roll number. Our class is not strict, so usually, we can talk about adult content, even with girls. Once, a guy taunts her that she is a fucku (like wifu), telling her she is a fuck material. She told him on the face, “My boobs are bigger than your penis, asshole.” Then she grabbed his main point and the guy was crying, but she also was enjoying it. She was so damn hot and sexy. So I also had some perverted things come to my mind.

Me: Ok, I will help but with one condition.

Rain: What?

I gestured for her to come closer.

Me: For a day, you will be mine.

Rain: Mmm, ok.

Me: I can do something perverted too.

Rain: Ahh, ok.

Me: I am not kidding.

Rain: Ok-ok, I will be yours.

The next day, we did the exam. It was pretty easy. At the end of the exam, every other student went out of college. Me and Rain waited.

Rain: Thank you.

I: Now, about our deal.

Rain: Leave it na.

I: No-no.

Rain: Hah, ok what’s the deal?

I: Ok, today give me your boobs. I will play with them.

Rain: Ok.

She stood in front of my desk taking breath and making boobs look bigger.

I: Not like this, open it. Strip down.

Rain: No-no. Not today.

I: We had a pact. I helped you.

Rain: Tomorrow. Tomorrow, come to college at 9 am.

I: Tomorrow is Sunday. Ok, but I have a condition. Your whole body. And today, I will only touch from outside.

She nodded. Then I grabbed her boobs. It was hard. Her tape was coming in the way. But that was enough for erection. She saw it and touched it with her hand.

Rain: I am giving you a gift.

My classmate unzipped my pants and the dick spring out. She then knelt and opened her mouth and started to put my dick in her mouth. It was my first time. Her mouth was warm. Her saliva soon made my dick wet and she was licking it like an ice cream. I was feeling so good. And suddenly, I urged to cum. She knew that. She tried to do a deepthroat and swallowed 80% of my dick. And I was finally going to cum.

I held her head tight and squashed, squashed, and squashed (I cummed a lot). I cummed a ton inside her mouth. She started coughing, and a stream of sperm came out from her left side nose.

She didn’t say anything and rushed out. I was worried about the event. I even thought she wouldn’t come the next day, and I really couldn’t sleep. Then I woke up and it was 8:35. Me was like, she must be waiting and rushed to the bath. I put some body spray. I wore a t-shirt and half pants and went to college.

Mother asked: Where are you going?

Me: Need to meet a friend. I will eat in the temple.

We had a temple near the college that gave free meals every Sunday. Also, the church was an option. Our college was really big. Huge rooms with half of them were for 100 students. Our class was of 76 strength and it was closer to the office room.

I reached the college and it was like some abandoned palace. The keeper of the college was maintaining a register. I saw the names while entering my name, Rain (Library), Ayushi (Library). So, only 2 people had come before me. She wrote that she wanted to visit the library. So I wrote “Museum” on the register and went to the Library. When I was going to the library, one room before reaching there, someone dragged me!

There was a long path, and at the end, there was a room. In the store room actually, we usually hide things there. That was never maintained nor could someone come there. The power connection was not given to the path, so it was dark. But I just got dragged to the store room. The store room had windows and so had lights. And I saw Rain was the one who was pulling me. My heart was making more sounds and that went out by one quick kiss of her on my lips.

Rain: Oops, I am really excited to see you. Sorry, so what to do?

Me: Why are you wearing a full-neck sweater although it is cold but not that cold? And with a skirt, it is not quite looking good.

Rain: You will soon know. Ok, what do you want?

Me: I had plans for playing with your boobs. You know, we boys have that fantasy to even touch your boobs.

Rain: You guys are perverted.

Me: No, your boobs are perfect and big.

She blushed and pushed me a little.

Me: Ok, show me that.

My college classmate stood in front of me. For 2 minutes, we gazed at each other and then I realized I had to do that. Then I reached her neck, removed the safety pin of the coat zip, and pulled the zip down. As I pulled it down, I could see her beautiful white body with cleavage. Her boobs were bigger than her head and I could see she had 2 bras on, black and white.

Then I fully opened the sweater, but didn’t remove it from her shoulders. Just her front was fully opened in front of me. I touched her boobs once and pulled her tight top bra up. It was a V-neck t-shirt-like bra. Now her cleavage was perfectly visible, but was covered with a black bra. It was a thick one. I slid my hands behind her back and tried to unhook, but my hand wasn’t reaching.

Rain then pressed my head on her cleavage, pulling me towards her, and I was able to unhook it. Her boobs bounced in front of my face. Her nipples were pink and like a small peanut. I couldn’t control it and sucked it hard. I was sucking straight, but I had the urge to bite the nipples. She was shocked and pushed me a little. ‘Tap-Tap’ we heard some sound.

She grabbed my face and buried my mouth in her boobs and after that, no further sound. Then I started to play with my classmate’s pussy and was sucking her boobs. We had reached our peak of hotness, but this was more important. We both nodded. Then we rushed out of the room and were shocked. One girl was literally there with a camera! I gazed at her. She was one of our seniors from college, Arushi. She had D-cup boobs and a good hip, and she was masturbating!!

Rain: What the hell, man!

Me: What?

She showed me the camera recording that Arushi had done. The passionate boob-sucking scene of me and Rain. I had mixed feelings about it but all over was anger.

Rain: She is masturbating, so why don’t we have real sex?

Arushi: No, I want my boyfriend to fuck me, not any other one.

Me: But we know you are horny.

Then we took her to the room. Rain made her leg wide open. Arushi’s pussy was in front of me. My penis was erect. So I put my dick tip in her pussy and tried to push it.

Arushi: Wait-wait. Let me prepare.

I nodded and started giving a push.

Arushi: Ah, wait, wait, wait.

I paused and this was happening for 3 minutes straight. I was waiting with my dick tip inside my senior girl.

Rain: Hey, penetrated already?!

Arushi: Ok, this time, finally put it in. In 3, 2, 1 ahh wait-wait.

I was inserting and stopped as she said wait. But suddenly, I put it in. Someone had pushed me and it was Rain. She was pissed and so maybe she did like this. Arushi was blank and wasn’t saying a thing just tightened her grip on my hand.

Arushi: So, this is sex.

Me and Rain: Are you a virgin?

She didn’t reply, but we knew. Then I fucked the senior girl pretty hard. I safely cummed outside her and by that, she got entangled with me. After some years, we had another time for sex. It was kind of accidental but not that accidental.

If you want to know, comment below. Have fun, and feel free to share any feedback.

Shobha came to Savita’s house to find her naked. Shobha asked if she was disturbing Any of Savita’s sexual activities. Savita assured her she was not disturbed and asked Shobha why she was crying. Shobha explained that her wedding was fixed with a rich businessman, Harish. He was a good man, but she didn’t know how he was in bed.

Shobha was worried that he might not be good at sex. Savita assured her that she would find out about him. So what will Saviya do now?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 81 – Special Arrangement.

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Pichle part mein aap logon ne padha ki William aur Santosh mujhe ek sath mil kar chodne lage, aur is kaaran main Ravi ko khush nahi kar paa rahi thi. Fir main meri friend Sanjana ko apne ghar bula kar usko Ravi ki doosri biwi banati hu. Ab aage:-

Ravi ka koi call aaya, aur wo dance floor se chala gaya. Shayad uske boss ka call tha. Main aur Sanjana wahan dance floor mein maza karne lagi. Waha se ek banda mere paas aaya, aur mere sath dance karne ke liye bolne laga. Aur usne mera hath pakad kar dance karna shuru kar diya.

Wo bahut acha dance kar raha tha, aur meri kamar mein hath daal kar meri aankhon mein dekh kar dance karne laga. Waha kaafi andhera tha, sirf music aur dheemi si light thi jag-mag wali. Wo banda mere kaafi kareeb tha, bilkul mere se chipka hua. Aur uske lips mere lips ke paas the.

Hum dono couple dance kar rahe the, aur usne mere backless blouse pe hath ferna chaalu kar diya. Meri taraf se koi virodh naa paa kar wo lip kiss karne hi wala tha, ki Sanjana ne mera hath pakad kar kheench liya.

Sanjana boli: Ravi ka phone aa raha hai. Wo hum dono ko bula raha hai.

Hum dono andar Ravi ke paas gayi, aur wahan room mein Ravi aur uska boss baithe the.

Ravi mujhe bola: Ek good news hai Chinki tumhare liye.

Main chup rahi aur Ravi na kaha: Dekho chinki boss ko tumhara aaj ka Indian bride makup kaafi acha laga hai. Aur wo chaahte hai ki tum hamari company ki model bano.

Unki ye baat sun kar mere dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Main sochi ab main bhi ek working woman ban jaungi. Aur acha bhi tha, Sanjana ghar ka kaam dekhegi. Main bahut khush thi, aur boss mere paas aaye, aur mera hath pakad kar ek letter de diya.

Waha se hum fir food counter mein chale gaye, aur ek anjaan number se mere paas call aaya maine poocha kon? To awaaz aayi-

Awaaz: Mr. Agarwal, main company ka boss.

Main side par jaa kar boli: Sorry sir, number nahi tha isliye pehchan nahi payi.

Fir wo bole: Chinki tumse kuch baat karni hai. Kya tum room number 182 mein aa sakti ho? Aur ek baat, akeli aana.

Main wahan se room number 182 mein pahunchi, to dekhi wahan sirf boss Mr. Agarwal the, aur wo mujhe sofa mein baithne ke liye bole.

Fir wo bole: Dekho yaha tumhe akele bulane ka ek reason hai. Aur wo hai main tumhare sath kuch couple photos lena chaahta hu. Tumhari khoobsurti ne mujhe deewana bana diya hai.

Unhone camera ko stand mein fit kiya, aur mere paas aaye, aur ek zor ka hug karke mere chootadon ko dabane lage. Mere boobs kaafi bade the, jo unke chhaati se chipak gaye. Mujhe ab ye samajh aa gaya tha ki boss ko mere sath kya karna tha. Par ye camera ke saamne kyun? Kya ab meri gandi wali blue film banegi?

Main soch hi rahi thi ki wo ab alag-alag position mein mere sath photos lene lage. Fir unhone camera band kar diya, aur mujhe bed par bitha kar bole-

Boss: Kya tum sach mein Ravi ke sath khush ho? Shayad tum Ravi se aur bhi acha deserve karti ho.

Wo fir meri tareef karte hue bolne lage: Chinki tum hamari sabse sundar aur hot model ho, aur khaas kar tumhara figure kamal hai.

Aur wo mere pallu ko neeche gira kar mere boobs ki gali mein ungli daal kar bole-

Boss: Tumhare boobs bahut ache hai.

Aisa bole hi the ki wo ek-dum se mere patle lips ko apne lips mein lekar kiss karne lage. Fir wo apne aap ko sambhaal kar khidki ke paas jaa kar sorry bolne lage.

Unhone kaha: Maine bhool kar di. Actually tumhari khoobsurti ke aage main apne aap ko rok nahi paaya.

Mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aaya, ki ab kya karu aur kya nahi. Fir main unke paas jaa kar unhe hug kar li aur boli-

Main: Thanks to mujhe bolna chahiye jo aapne mujhe modelling ki job di hai.

Unhone mere chehre ko ek baar aur upar kiya, aur mere maathe par kiss kar diya. Par is baar main unko pakad kar lip kiss karne lagi, aur mere is lip kiss se wo kaafi khush ho gaye. Fir hum party khatam karke wahan se chale jaate hai. Hum sab kaafi khush the, aur mere mobile mein ek message aaya ki kal hotel Agarwal mein aapki shooting hai 10 baje.

Maine raat ko Sanjana aur Ravi ko ek sath sula diya, aur main alag room mein so gayi, kyunki mujhe fresh dikhna tha shooting ke liye. Agle din Sanjana se boli ki mere bachhe ko bhi wo apna breast milk pila de, aur main hotel jaa pahunchi.

Hotel mein mujhe shooting ke liye ek western kapde diye gaye. Fir ek bride waale kapde diye, aur khoob photos li wahan. Wahan par 5 log the camera man ko mila kar. Fir mujhe ek net wali bra aur ek panty jiski chut waale hisse mein moti wali dori thi, usme photos ke liye bole. Main change karke apne ko dekhi, aur bilkul nude jaisi thi main. Meri chut se lekar boobs sab dikh rahe the.

Par fir bhi main wahan aa gayi, aur photoshoot karwane lagi. Cameraman baar-baar apna lund masal raha tha, aur usme se ek bande ne kaha-

Banda: Chinki ji aap bahut hot lag rahi ho.

Main na chaahte hue bhi thanks boli, to ek banda mere paas aa kar mere hath ko utha kar position karwata hai photo ke liye. Aise hi karte-karte usne kayi baar boobs dabaye aur chut mein hath bhi ferne laga. Photos lene ke baad wahan se sab log chale gaye. Sirf wo banda aur main hi the.

Wo mere paas aa kar bola: Kaafi sexy ho aap (aur mujhe pakad kar kiss karne laga).

Main bhi kaafi garam ho chuki thi, to maine bhi virodh nahi kiya, aur usko kiss karne lagi. Usne apni ek ungli meri chut mein daal di, aur doosre hath se boobs dabane laga. Wo mujhe wahan ek chhote se bed par lita kar mere pairon ke beech aa kar chut chaatne laga, aur apna lund baahar karke hilane laga.

Fir usne apna lund meri chut mein daal diya, aur chodne laga. Aahh, kya batau meri chut ki khujli ek hi jhatke mein usne shant kar di thi, aur wo mere boobs ko dabata raha. Mere muh se aah aah ki awaaz aane lagi. Mere boobs lund ke jhatke ke sath hilne lage, aur wo aur tez, aur tez mujhe chodne laga.

Sath hi wo bolne laga: Mast hai re tu. Aur tere sath party mein aayi thi na, wo maal kahan hai?

Mujhe wo chodte-chodte bola: Tu agar meri biwi hoti to main tujhe nangi hi rakhta, aur khoob chudai karta. Kya mast dudh hai tere.

Wo mujhe bed par ulta lita kar apna lund mere muh mein de diya, aur muh chodne laga. Mere se saans nahi liya ja raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha vomiting kar doongi, aur wo mere muh mein poora lund daal kar chodne laga. Fir usne mujhe doggy position mein kiya, aur meri gaand mein lund daal kar chodne laga.

Main ab tak kaafi logon ka lund gaand aur chut mein le chuki thi. Isliye ab meri gaand bhi khul chuki thi. Fir bhi wo ek dard zaroor ho raha tha chudai mein, jo meri cheekh ko siskari mein badal raha tha.

Usne ek ghante se bhi zyada der mujhe alag-alag position mein choda, aur mere boobs ke upar jhad gaya. Fir usne bataya ki wo ek driver ki job karta tha company mein. Mujhe is baat se ek dhakka laga ki ab main ek driver se bhi chudwane lagi thi. Kaha main company ki model banne ke sapne dekh rahi thi, aur ab driver ke neeche aa gayi.

Modling ki photoshoot ke baad mere boss Mr. Agarwal ka phone aaya aur wo bole: Chinki tumhari photos mere paas aa gayi hai, aur ab hum company ka calendar launch karne jaa rahe hai. Aur aaj raat ko hi tum mere sath Sri Lanka chal rahi ho. Waha tumhara photoshoot hoga.

Main kaafi khush thi, aur Ravi ko phone par batayi, to wo bola ki boss ne use bhi kaha tha. Fir main ghar jaa kar packing karke boss ke sath chali jati hu. Sri Lanka mein boss mujhe bolte hai-

Boss: Agar tumhe problem na ho, to mere hi room mein so sakti ho tum. Yaha 2 bed hai.

Ab boss ki baat main kaise kaat sakti thi? Sri Lankan beach mein maine bahut masti ki, aur bahut hot photoshoot karwaya. Boss mere hath pakad ke ghoomte rahe. Mr. Agarwal aur maine ek sath swimming ki aur kaafi maza liya.

Hum dono ek sath room mein aaye, aur main nahane bathroom mein chali gayi. Wahan Mr. Agarwal bhi mere peeche aa gaye, aur peeche se pakad kar mujhe bola-

Boss: Kya main sundarta ki devi ke sath naha sakta hu?

Mujhe to pehle se hi ye pata tha ki Mr. Agarwal ki personal biwi banungi main. Aur main haste hue unke gale mein hath daal kar unko kiss karne lagi. Wo mere boobs ko hath mein lekar dabane lage, aur bolne lage-

Boss: Jab pehli baar office ki party mein dekha tha, tab se tumhe apna banane ke liye soch raha tha.

Maine bhi ab unke underwear mein hath daal kar lund baahar nikaal liya. Fir apne ghutno pe aa kar lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Lund kaafi mota tha, aur main Mr. Agarwal ko apni marzi se sab kuch karne de rahi thi.

Main aaj Mr. Agarwal ko khush karna chaahti thi, aur unke lund ki gotiyon ko muh ke andar le kar chusayi karne lagi. Wo mujhe fir khada karke meri chut ko chaatne lage, aur meri poori body mein ek sansani si hone lagi.

Wo meri chut ke chhed ke andar tak jeebh daal rahe the, aur meri chut mein se jo malayi aa rahi thi, wo pee rahe the. Unhone fir mujhe bathtub mein lita diya, aur khud bhi bathtub mein aa gaye. Maine unka lund hath se saaf kiya, aur unki body ko masalna shuru kiya. Wo bhi mere boobs ke sath khelne lage. Wo mere nipple mein chutki kaat dete, aur fir wo doosri taraf muh karke let gaye.

Unhone mere pair mein apna pair fassa liya, aur lund ko chut ke paas le aaye. Fir chut ke muh mein lund rakh kar ragadne lage. Wo bolne lage ki unhe nahi pata tha ki unke ek mamuli se staff ke paas aisi wife hogi. Fir unhone apna lund chut ke chhed par set kiya aur ek dhakka laga diya. Hum dono ki aah ek sath nikli, aur main siskari lene lagi. Unhone mujhe bathtub mein hi chodna shuru kar diya.

Wo zor-zor ke dhakka lagane lage, aur meri aah nikalne lagi. Unki chudai bahut alag thi baaki ke logon se. 10 minutes chodne ke baad wo mujhe utha kar room mein le gaye, aur bed par lita kar chodne lage. Wo mere upar the, aur meri chut chod rahe the. Sath hi wo mujhe lip kiss bhi karte jaa rahe the.

Fir unhone mujhe bed ke ek kone mein litaya, aur mera ek pair bed se neeche kar diya, aur doosra apne kandhe ke upar. Aisa karne se meri chut bilkul khul gayi aur lund ab ache se andar-baahar hone laga. Wo ab aur zor-zor se mujhe chod rahe the, ki Ravi ka phone aa gaya, aur main chudai karwate hue phone receive karke baat karne lagi.

Ravi mujhse bola: Itni saanse kyun fooli hui hai tumhari?

To main boli: Yaha barish aane lagi hai, jaldi-jaldi hotel jaa rahi hu.

Ye jaise hi Mr. Agarwal sune wo hasne lage. Idhar wo aur josh mein meri chudai karne lage, aur fir maine phone cut kar diya. Aisa pehli baar hua tha ki phone mein baat karte-karte chudwa rahi thi main, aur ye ek romanchit kar dene wala anubhav tha.

Fir unhone mujhe doggy position mein kiya, aur peeche se chut mein lund daal kar chodne lage. Mr. Agarwal ka stamina itna zyada hoga maine socha nahi tha. Wo bathroom mein lagataar chodne ke baad abhi mujhe bedroom mein bhi chod hi rahe the. Wo ab mujhe bole-

Boss: Chinki main tumhare sath jab tak hu, mujhe tum aise hi pyar karna.

Wo ab aur tez-tez jhatke chut mein dene lage, aur meri chut ko apne lund ki malayi se bhar diye. Hum dono ne raat ko 3 baar aur chudai ki. Uske baad ek-doosre se chipak kar sote rahe. Subha meri neend khuli to dekhi Mr. Agarwal meri chut mein muh laga kar chaat rahe the. Wo meri chut se le kar gaand tak jeebh se chaat rahe the, aur mere pairon ko kiss karne lage.

Unko mere lambe gore pair kaafi pasand aaye, aur wo mere pair chaat-te hue mere pairon ki ungliyon ko muh mein lekar choosne lage. Wo meri aur dekhte hue apna lund mujhe dikha kar bole-

Boss: Dekho Chinki, tumne kya haal bana diya hai mere lund ka. Ye itna zyada fool gaya hai, ki lagta hai abhi fatt jayega.

Main unke lund ko apne pairon ke beech lekar pairon se hilane lagi. Aisa hi kuch der karne ke baad main unke lund ko hath mein lekar hilane lagi, aur unhone mujhe dhakka de kar lita diya.

Fir Mr. Agarwal 69 position mein aa gaye, aur mere muh mein lund de kar chuswane lage. Sath hi meri chut mein ungli daalne lage.

Thodi der tak wo aisa karte rahe, aur fir ek ungli meri gaand mein daal di. Fir us ungli ko baahar karke chaatne lage. Mujhe ye dekh vomiting jaisi hone lagi, ki koi gaand mein ungli karke us ungli ko kaise choos sakta hai.

Fir unhone mujhe doggy position mein kiya, aur peeche se gaand ke chhed par lund set karke ek dhakka laga diya. Mera zyada virodh nahi dekh wo pooche-

Boss: Lagta hai Ravi ne kaafi baar gaand chodi hai.

Wo ab meri gaand chodne ke baad gaand mein hi jhad gaye. Aur iske baad 10 din tak Mr. Agarwal ko maine apni chut di.

Mr. Agarwal ne mujhe nude beach mein bhi choda jahan sirf couple ki entry thi. Wahan bhi log mujhe hi dekh rahe the, aur mere jism ko aankhon se chod rahe the.

Mr. Agarwal ne 10 din tak mujhe apni personal wife bana kar apne sath bistar mein sulaya, aur meri chut chod-chod kar khoob maza liya.

To be continued…

As days passed, the tension in their household increased. The jealousy that was bubbling between Radhika and Ananya. All those encounters of us had not gone unnoticed by Arya, Ananya’s younger sister. Arya, with her sharp instincts and bratty nature, had always sensed when something was off.

Lately, there was something unspoken between the three of them that intrigued her. Arya confronted her sister one evening. Her arms crossed as she leaned against the doorframe of Ananya’s room.

“Didi, something’s up with you and mom,” Arya said, “You think I haven’t noticed the weird vibes around here?”

Ananya, taken aback, hesitated for a moment. “It’s nothing, Arya. You’re imagining things.”

But Arya wasn’t one to let things slide. She was persistent, stubborn, and had a natural flair for getting what she wanted. “Don’t lie to me. I know you too well. Either you tell me, or I’ll make you regret hiding it from me.”

At this, Ananya froze. Arya’s temper was something to be determined with. Ananya knew her sister wasn’t one to be convinced. After much pressing, and with Radhika joining the conversation later, both women found themselves in a position they couldn’t escape.

They finally spilt the truth about the complex, triangular relationship that had developed. Arya’s reaction wasn’t what they expected. Instead of the shock or anger they feared, Arya felt something different. Betrayed. Not because of the nature of the relationship itself but because she had been kept in the dark.

“So, this has been going on under my nose, and neither of you thought I deserved to know?” Arya shouted. “Some sisters you are.”

Ananya tried to explain, “It wasn’t something we wanted to involve you in. It just… happened.”

Radhika added, “We didn’t think it was right to…”

But Arya cut them off. “I don’t care what you thought was ‘right.’ I’m family, and you should have told me. We always share everything, don’t we?”

Her bratty and demanding side surfaced. She wasn’t just upset. She wanted to punish them for their secrecy. The more they tried to apologise, the more Arya began to craft a plan to remind them who held the real power in this family.

“You two need to be taught a lesson. It’s enough now,” Arya said angrily. “You can’t hide things from me and expect me just to let it go.”

Both Radhika and Ananya stared at her, stunned. They could sense something warning in Arya’s tone.

Arya’s birthday was coming up. In her usual demanding fashion, she asked for something specific as a gift. It wasn’t something material, though. She wanted one night of total control as payback for being left out of the truth.

“A night of punishment,” Arya declared. “That’s my birthday wish. You three will do exactly as I say, no questions asked.”

Both Radhika and Ananya were immediately afraid. Radhika, as a mother, felt it was completely wrong to involve Arya in such a way. Ananya, already insecure about the jealousy of her mother, couldn’t appreciate Arya’s involvement. They both resisted.

But Arya wasn’t one to back down. As the youngest and the most loved, she had always gotten her way. Her dominant, rough personality clashed with the more passive nature of her mother and sister.

“I’m not asking, I’m telling,” Arya said coldly. “Either you agree, or I’ll make sure this secret goes further than just this house.”

The threat was enough to make both Radhika and Ananya give up. They were caught in Arya’s game now, and they knew there was no escaping her control. As Arya demanded, I had to be involved in her punishment as well. I went to their place. The tension reached its peak on Arya’s birthday evening.

Arya walked in. Her presence was commanding attention. She had a certain charisma that came with being the youngest, the most unpredictable, and now the one who was going to control.

She was excited to teach her mother and sister a lesson for betraying her trust. She was going to make sure it was something they wouldn’t forget.

“You really thought you could hide this from me?” Arya snapped, standing with her arms crossed. “You both disgust me.”

Ananya, already rattled by the guilt of keeping Arya in the dark, tried to plead. “Arya, we never meant to…”

“Shut up, Ani!” Arya’s voice was sharp, cutting through Ananya’s words. “You and mom, you’re going to regret this.”

Radhika stepped forward, trying to take control of the situation. “Arya, we made a mistake. We shouldn’t have hidden it from you, but this punishment is unnecessary. Let’s talk about it.”

Arya let out a mocking laugh, the brat in her fully unleashed. “Talk? No, no, no. You don’t get to decide what happens next. I do. You both owe me, and I’m going to collect tonight.”

Radhika and Ananya sat side by side. Radhika was wearing a light blue kurti along with tight black leggings underneath. Her innerwear consisted of a soft bra and panties. Ananya, dressed casually in a T-shirt and loose pants, wore a simple bra and panties underneath as well.

Arya’s started commanding as she stood before them. “Take off your clothes. Both of you,” she said with a smirk.

Radhika had always thought of Arya with love, but not like this. This was not what she had imagined. She hesitated. Her hands were trembling as she gripped the edge of the bed, unwilling to obey Arya.

Ananya was always a braver girl; she crossed her arms and stared Arya down. “We’re not doing that. This isn’t happening,” Ananya said.

Arya’s lips curled into a smile, but it wasn’t a kind one. “You don’t get to say no,” she said while stepping closer. “You will do as I say, or I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Radhika’s eyes darted nervously between Arya and Ananya. “Arya, please… I don’t want this…” she requested.

Arya’s expression turned hard. “You don’t get a choice anymore, Mom. Now take. Them. Off.”

When neither of them obeyed, Arya lost her patience. She grabbed the front of Radhika’s kurti, her hands gripping the fabric roughly. “Fine,” she said through clenched teeth. “I’ll do it myself.”

With one violent motion, Arya pulled on the kurti. The fabric ripped apart at the stitching. Radhika gasped. Her eyes widened as the kurti tore open down the middle, exposing her pale pink bra underneath. Arya didn’t stop there. She pulled the ruptured kurti off Radhika’s shoulders.

Radhika was sitting on the bed, clutching her arms around her exposed Bra and waist. Radhika’s breath quickened. This was too much, but before she could speak, Arya moved to her leggings.

With a rough grip, Arya snatched at them. Pulling the tight fabric down over Radhika’s ass and legs, almost tearing them apart.  Radhika tried to push her hands away, but Arya was too strong, pulling the leggings down until they were bunched around her ankles. Radhika’s face flushed with humiliation.

Ananya stood up, furious. “That’s enough, Arya. You can’t do this!” she shouted.

But Arya only smiled wickedly. “Oh, I can,” she said, stepping closer to Ananya. “And I will.”

Ananya took a step back, her fists gripped, but Arya moved fast. She grabbed the front of Ananya’s T-shirt, her fingers digging into the fabric. With one powerful jerk, Arya tore the T-shirt apart, ripping it from the collar down.

The pieces of the shirt hung loosely, revealing Ananya’s black bra. Ananya gasped, trying to cover herself, but Arya pushed her hands away.

“You think you can fight back?” Arya hissed. “Think again.”

With that, she grabbed the waistband of Ananya’s pants. Ananya tried to fight back, pushing at Arya’s arms, but Arya’s strength overpowered her. Arya pulled the pants down, yanking them hard over Ananya’s ass, almost tearing them in the process.

The pants slid down to the floor, leaving Ananya in just her Bra and panties. Arya looked at them both with satisfaction. “Now you’re where you belong,” she said, her voice low and cold. Radhika was sitting on the bed, her body trembling with ripped Kurti hanging loosely on her body.

Her bra and panty were evident from those ripped parts. While Ananya stood nearby, her black Bra and panties visible under the torn clothes. They both looked vulnerable, but neither would give Arya the satisfaction of seeing their defeat.

Arya leaned down, her face close to Radhika’s ear. “You thought this was about love?” she whispered darkly. “You’re mine now. Both of you.”

Radhika’s heart sank. This wasn’t what she wanted at all. Her first demand was aimed directly at Ananya, “Didi, sit down on that chair,” Arya ordered, her voice sharp. “You’ve always loved your hair, haven’t you, Didi? Always flaunting it like you’re better than the rest of us. Well, not after tonight.”

Ananya instinctively reached for her long, silky hair, her heart racing as she realised what Arya intended.

“Arya, please…” Ananya begged. Her voice was shaky, but Arya was unmoved.

“Sit down,” Arya ordered, her tone dripping with authority. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

Radhika stepped forward again, trying to intervene. “Arya, don’t!”

But Arya shot her mother a look that stopped her in her tracks. “You’ll get your turn, Mom. Don’t worry. I’ve got something special planned for you.”

Ananya, with no choice left, sat down on the chair in the centre of the room. Arya approached her with a pair of large, gleaming scissors. The sound of the blades clicking together was chilling.

“You’re going to lose that precious hair tonight,” Arya said, grabbing a thick lock of Ananya’s hair. She twists it around her fingers before pulling it taut. “And you’re going to sit there and take it.”

Ananya closed her eyes, bracing herself for what was about to happen. Arya brought the scissors to Ananya’s hair and, with slow, deliberate movements, began cutting. The snip of the blades echoed in the silence, and Ananya cried as the strands of her long hair fell to the floor.

“Don’t cry now, Didi. It’s just hair,” Arya taunted, taking another chunk and cutting it off with a swift motion. “Maybe next time, you’ll think twice before hiding things from me.”

With each snip, Arya grew bolder and more confident in her dominance. The haircut was rough and uneven, a brutal reminder of the power Arya now held over her sister.

After cutting off a significant portion of Ananya’s hair, Arya tossed the scissors aside. She wasn’t done, not even close.

“Look at you,” Arya laughed at her, running her fingers through what remained of Ananya’s once beautiful hair. “You look pathetic. But this isn’t enough, not yet.”

Arya then turned to Radhika, “Mom, you’ve always been so protective of Didi, haven’t you? Always putting her first. Well, now you’re going to help clean up this mess.”

Radhika became nervous as Arya’s words settled in. She knew her daughter was serious, and there was no way out. Arya had always been headstrong. But this level of domination was new, and it scared her.

“I want you to make him come as many times as you can,” Arya said, pointing at me. “And you’re going to collect it in a bowl.”

Radhika’s eyes widened in shock. “Arya, you just can’t.”

“I can, and I will!” Arya’s voice was like a slap. Her bratty nature transformed into something darker, more ruthless. “You’ll do exactly what I say, or things will get a lot worse for both of you.”

Radhika hesitated for a moment, but Arya’s commanding presence was too overpowering. With a resigned sigh, she moved closer, knowing she had no choice but to obey. Arya, pleased with her control over the situation, watched as Radhika did as she was told.

For long, she gave me blowjob and handjob. After cumming for few times in those hours, the bowl gradually filled as the night dragged on. Arya maintained her bratty demeanour. She had the upper hand now, and she was savouring every second of it.

But her plan was far from over. Once the bowl was filled to her satisfaction, Arya moved toward Ananya. She sat there, her once-prideful hair reduced to a rough, uneven mess. Arya lifted the bowl with a smug smile.

“Do you see this, Didi? This is your punishment, and you’re going to suffer every last drop, but later. I think I’ll make use of this, but later,” Arya said with a sinister smirk.

They were already stripped to their bras and panties, but Arya wasn’t satisfied yet. She wanted total submission, and she wasn’t going to stop until she had it. Arya’s hand shot out, grabbing the clasp of Radhika’s bra from behind.

With one rough move, she snapped the clasp open, the straps falling loose down Radhika’s arms. The bra slid down from boobs, leaving her exposed. Radhika instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, but Arya yanked them away.

“Don’t cover yourself, Mom,” Arya commanded. “You don’t get to hide.”

Radhika stood frozen as Arya moved to her panties. Without any hesitation, Arya gripped the thin fabric of the panty at the sides. She tore them down, ripping them harshly down her legs until they lay discarded on the floor. Radhika stood completely naked, vulnerable.

Ananya, watching in horror, tried to take a step back, but Arya was already upon her. She tore the Bra off Ananya just as violently. Ananya’s panties followed the bra. Arya pulled it down, showing no mercy, leaving Ananya bare as well.

Arya stared at both women, now standing completely naked before her. She reached for something behind her, a small butt plug with that ponytail attached to it. The sight of the makeshift tail sent a wave of dread through Radhika and Ananya. Both realised what was about to come next.

“I think I should make use of this,” Arya said with a smirk, holding up the plug for them to see. Her gaze landed on Radhika. She stood before her daughter, broken, humiliated, and completely submissive. Arya’s eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction.

“You’re going to wear this, Mom,” Arya said, her was unforgiving. “And you’re going to crawl around like the bitch you are.” Radhika’s mind reeled, barely able to comprehend what was happening. The humiliation was overwhelming, but she had no choice.

Arya’s dominance was absolute. With trembling hands, Radhika bent forward. She may feel the sharp chill of the plug as Arya inserted it into the asshole brutally. That ponytail now hung from Radhika’s asshole like a fancy, twisted tail.

Arya clapped her hands with brutal joyfulness. “Now, walk,” she demanded, “You’re not done until I say you are.”

Radhika, her body completely at Arya’s mercy, dropped to her hands and knees, crawling forward slowly as instructed. The tail swayed mockingly behind her with each movement. Ananya could only watch, her fear and helplessness rendering her silent as she witnessed the disturbing scene unfold.

Arya wasn’t going to stop until she had pushed them both to the brink of humiliation and submission. And so, the night continued with Arya fully in control. Her bratty, dominating nature came to the forefront as she punished her mother and sister for their betrayal.

Radhika kept crawling like bitch all over while Ananya was still crying for her gone tails. Every moment was to humiliate, to break them down, to remind them that Arya was the one who held all the power now. Arya continued her power play, but her eyes now shifted towards me.

Her bratty demeanour softened as she circled, considering me with a critical gaze. Unlike the ruthless control she had over Radhika and Ananya, Arya didn’t harbour the same level of aggression towards me. There was something about her that suggested she found amusement in my involvement rather than anger.

She stepped closer, her lips curling into a slight smirk. “You, though… you’re different. You didn’t betray me like they did. Still,” she paused, “you’re going to help me teach them a lesson.” Her fingers brushed lightly against my body. She traced a line down my body, her touch teasing but firm.

Arya was in complete control, and she knew it. “I’m not angry with you,” she whispered, “but you’ll be part of this punishment too. And don’t worry, I know exactly what to do with you.”

Her eyes flicked back to Radhika and Ananya, who were still reeling from the humiliation. “You two aren’t off the hook yet,” Arya said sharply, her bratty attitude returning full force. “Now, watch closely as I show you who really holds the power.”

Without warning, Arya grabbed Radhika by her ponytail-turned-butt-plug tail and jerked it, pulling her closer. Radhika winced in pain but dared not resist. Arya’s dominance over her mother was absolute. “Get on your knees in front of him,” Arya ordered Radhika with a snap of her fingers.

Radhika complied, her pride completely shattered as she knelt before me, her eyes filled with submission. “You,” Arya said, turning to me with a more teasing tone, “I want you to enjoy this, but remember, it’s part of their punishment.”

Radhika began kissing my whole body. As she began, her actions were dictated by Arya’s twisted sense of justice. As Radhika worked, Arya continued to watch, her eyes narrowing with satisfaction. “Good,” Arya said. “But we’re not done yet.”

Arya then walked over to Ananya, whose hair had been butchered into a short, complete mess, and her body was sticky. “You used to think you were so perfect, didn’t you, Didi?” Arya taunted. “But now, you’re just a broken doll, haha.”

She grabbed Ananya by the wrist and pulled her over to join Radhika. Arya, always the brat, had something darker in store. “Now, both of you together,” she commanded, pointing to me.

Ananya looked up and obeyed. Radhika and Ananya kissed me all over together. Arya leaned in, her voice like silk as she spoke to me.

“See how they’ve fallen? They used to think they were in control, but look at them now.” She smiled, almost sweetly, as the cruelty of the situation gave her a strange sense of satisfaction. “Now, they’ll do anything to please you… because I told them to.”

Arya’s dominance was complete, and she revelled in it. But Arya wasn’t done pushing the boundaries. Arya pulled away from the scene in front of her and moved toward the wall. She had something hidden in her bag. From it, Arya retrieved a set of clamps and leather cuffs, her bratty side still evident.

“I’ve decided you two need to be bound,” Arya said, her tone almost playful now. Arya bound both women’s hands behind their backs, forcing them into even more submissive positions. Arya added a set of clamps to Ananya’s boobs.

The dominance Arya exerted over her mother and sister was relentless. She enjoyed every second of their discomfort. She turned back to me, her eyes locking with mine. “You’re going to help me finish this,” Arya said, her voice filled with command.

She hadn’t been as harsh on me because, deep down, she wasn’t really angry. In fact, there was a sense of complicity between us like she enjoyed having me as a part of her twisted game. “You’ve been good so far,” Arya said, stepping closer to me. “But now I want you to take control for a moment.”

She reached down and guided my hand to Ananya’s hair, the short, uneven strands that remained after Arya’s brutal haircut. “You’re going to pull her hair as hard as you can,” Arya whispered, “and I want you to enjoy it.”

I complied, grabbing Ananya by the hair and pulling her head back, causing her to let out of pain. Arya watched, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Good,” Arya purred. “Now, make her beg for more.”

Ananya, completely at Arya’s mercy, did as she was told, her voice shaking as she whispered, “Please…”

Arya’s grin widened. “Louder, Didi. I want to hear you beg properly.”

Ananya’s voice rose, filled with desperation as she pleaded for release. Arya, fully in control, watched with delight as her sister fell deeper into submission.

The night was nearing its peak. Arya wanted to end it on a note that none of them would forget. She stepped forward, her eyes blazing with a mix of satisfaction and dominance.

“Now,” Arya said, “I want one final act of submission from all of you.”

She took the bowl, the one that had been filled earlier, as part of Radhika’s task. Arya stood over Ananya, her sister trembling beneath her. Slowly, Arya poured my cum from that bowl all over Ananya’s naked body, coating her in a humiliating layer of liquid.

But Arya wasn’t done. She turned to Radhika, her mother now crawling on the floor like a broken animal. Her ponytail in her ass was swinging behind her. “Mom,” Arya said, her voice as sharp as ever, “you’re going to clean her up. And you’re going to use your tongue.”

Radhika, utterly defeated, obeyed, her face filled with humiliation as she began to lick the liquid off Ananya’s body. Cum was semi-dried, thicker till now. Radhika had to put effort into wiping out it completely. She was doing that no less a slave. She submitted her pride and ego completely.

The room was filled with the sound of Radhika’s submission and Arya’s laughter. As the night drew to a close, Arya stood tall, her dominance complete. Radhika and Ananya had been thoroughly broken, their spirits crushed under the weight of Arya’s relentless punishment.

But as she turned to me, Arya’s demeanour softened once again. “You’ve been good,” she said quietly, her eyes meeting mine. “I didn’t punish you because you didn’t deserve it. But now you know what happens when you keep secrets from me.”

With that, Arya’s dominant nature faded slightly, leaving behind a sense of satisfaction. The night had been brutal, but it had also solidified Arya’s position as the one in charge.

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Ever since my Mom permitted our maid Sejalben to have sex with me to cool her urges, Sejal has been on fire. She has not stopped keeping her hands off me. As soon as my parents left the house for their weekend trip, Sejalben grabbed me.

She took me to my room and started fucking me like a crazy woman.  I never knew this side of Sejalben. I always thought of her as a simple lady. But in all honesty, she was too wild and I was enjoying it.  We were sitting on the bed, kissing each other and laughing.

Sejal had fooled my Mom into letting us sleep together. My aunt knocked on the door. I opened the door, and she stormed in. “What the fuck are you doing, Beta? We don’t earn by fucking. We earn by showing the world our fucks!” she said. She set up the camera and started recording.

Me and Sejal were about to start the action when my grandma called for some help. Chachiji left the room to help her, leaving me and Sejal alone with the recording camera. Sejal kissed me and said, “Let’s do this beta!” She opened her hair from the bun and pounced on me.

She took my dick and inserted it in her pussy. Up and down, she rode for a long time, by which I was tired and came inside her. Sejal was visibly angry at me and said, “Lavdu, we have to do more.”

“Sorry Sejalben. I think this is enough for today. Now let me have some sleep so that I can give you a good time tomorrow.”

“Okay, Saheb, if you say so. I will also go to sleep.”

“No, Sejalben, you can sleep with me here.”

“That’s so nice of you, Saheb.”

“I love you, Sejallben.”

“I love you too, Saheb!”

Sejal and I kissed each other and went to sleep. The next morning, I was woken up by my aunt. She slapped me and said, “Why were you sleeping with Sejal the whole night? Why did you keep the door open?”

“Why? What happened?”

“Your grandma saw you two sleeping together on the same bed and she also saw Sejal’s saree was on the floor. Now she is very angry at you. Go and talk to her.”

I put on some clothes and went to my grandma’s room to apologise to her. She was sitting on a chair and looked visibly angry. I said to her, “Dadiji, I am really sorry. I will not do this again. I will fuck Sejalben only after closing the door and not let her sleep on my bed again.”

“So you will fuck that maid again?”

“Yes, dadiji, Mom has given her permission to fuck me.”

“Does she give a massage?”

“Yes, but she has not massaged me.”

“Fine, call the maid, Sejal now. And you will also be present!”

My aunt had already woke up Sejal and she had dressed up in her gown. I told Sejalben that grandma was calling her and took her along with me. My grandma welcomed Sejal with open arms. She asked her to massage her legs and asked me to fuck Sejal while she was massaging her legs.

This felt awkward, but I obliged. I pulled up Sejal’s gown and entered her from behind. Sejal was massaging my grandma’s legs, and I was fucking Sejal. I had my eyes closed as I did not want to see my grandma looking at me. Finally, after I finished, grandma gave me and Sejal a kiss on our lips and let us leave.

My aunt was recording all of this. She was making an MMS out of all this so she could share on the internet and make money. My aunt smiled and said, “Good work, Beta. Now come with me for a fuck.”

“No bhabhi, he now mine. Ma’am Saheb has permitted me to fuck him. If you want to sleep with him, take permission from his Mom.” Sejalben held me tightly and started kissing me.

My aunt said, “Why are we fighting Sejal when we can both enjoy him at the same time? Let’s have a threesome.”

Sejal was a bit confused and said, “Means?” My aunt went closer and gave Sejalben a big kiss, and she, too, enjoyed it. “Sejalben, we three will have sex together. Now come with me to my room. My king-size bed will be perfect for this occasion.”

The ladies were in a hurry to fuck me. My aunt started kissing me on my lips. I could sense the cherry flavour of her lipstick. Sejalben was not in any mood to wait. She pulled down my pants and started sucking my dick. We undressed ourselves and lay on the bed to try different sex positions.

First position we tried was a double cowgirl. I laid flat on the bed while Sejalben pounced on my dick and my aunt squatted on my face. I started licking my aunt’s pussy and ass while Sejal was riding my cock. Sejal and my aunt started kissing each other.

All of us enjoyed this sex position. We were ready to try a new position. My aunt suggested ‘Doggy for three’ Sejal was again confused. My aunt placed her on the bed and bent over to suck her pussy. I knew what I had to do. I inserted my dick into my aunt’s asshole.

“Not my ass, you asshole. Put your dick in my pussy,” she yelled. I immediately removed my dick from her ass and put it inside her moist pussy. I enjoyed fucking my aunt while also playing with her silky hair. She gave Sejalben a suck of her lifetime.

Sejal was moaning the loudest among us three. She said, “Bhabhiji, you are very good at this. Beta, can you also do this for me?”

“I will try Sejalben”, I replied. All three of us came together.

We were already tired and decided to take some rest. My aunt asked me, “Oye, you have sex with Sejal. Still, you call her Sejalben. Why?”

“The same way I don’t call you Swati because I love and respect her. I don’t want our relationship to get spoiled by sex. I used to think of her as my elder sister or mother and continue to do so even after we started having sex.”

Sejal kissed me and said, “Beta, that’s so nice of you. I used to think of you as my son. But after we started having sex, I started to think of you as my new husband. But now, I will always treat you as my son, even while we have sex.”

My aunt laughed and said, “Baby, I used to think of you as my son. But after we started sleeping together, I always thought of you as my boyfriend. I think I will stick to thinking of you as my boyfriend. You can think of me as your girlfriend or your aunt. I don’t care as long as I get your dick!” and started kissing me.

“Let’s do ‘Pussy sucking switch’,” I said. I made Sejalben and my aunt stand against a wall and bend till their pussies. I first started sucking my aunt’s pussy and made her moan. She then proceeded to suck Sejalben’s pussy. She, too, started moaning loudly.

I kept switching between both the pussies, making them cum more and more. They finally cum on me, and I drank their love juices. By this time, my Mom had returned from her trip and she had heard the loud moans coming out of the ladies. She knocked on the door.

My aunt replied, “Ha bhabhi, coming out in 5 minutes.”

“Okay, bhabhi.”

All three of us quickly dressed up. My aunt went to meet my Mom. Sejalben and I sneaked out and went to the adjacent room, which was my bedroom. My aunt laughingly told my Mom that she was bored, and so was using a vibrator and hence the loud moans.

My Mom, too, jokingly said, “Oh bhabhi, if the battery dies out, you can use my son. Poor Sejal has been using my son to relieve her sexual hunger. Do you know where they are?”

“No idea, bhabhi.” My Mom called our names, and we came out of my bedroom.

Sejalben still had the messy hair from the threesome sex we had and was wearing a nightie. My Mom looked at us and said, “Sejalben, it seems my son has fulfilled all your urges.”

“Yes, ma’am saheb. He is a gem of a person. He always keeps me satisfied, and the way he respects women. He still calls me Sejalben even after I have slept with him many times.”

My Mom smiled and said, “Well, let’s see if he still calls me ‘maa’ after what I am about to do with him.” My Mom snatched my hand and dragged me to her room. I pleaded with her to stop whatever she was about to do. She winked at Sejalben and my aunt latched the door and came onto me.

What happens between me and my Mom in the closed room will be shared in the next part of this story.

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In the last part, you read about the intense connection. I reached forward, gently tangling my fingers in her hair and pulling her back to see her face. Her expression was one of ecstasy. Her mouth was slightly open, eyes fluttering closed, and tears rolling down her cheeks with each surge of pleasure.

The bond between us deepened with every movement. I whispered to her, inviting her to express her desire. She responded with heartfelt pleas, her voice trembling, begging for me to fulfil her needs.

If you haven’t read the earlier parts, I highly recommend returning to the beginning of the story. Now, let’s pick up where we left off last time.

Her words sent a thrill through me. Driving me to thrust deeper and harder until she was sobbing with every stroke. I responded by moving with tenderness. Every thrust was evidence of the love and desire we shared. I fucked her ass hard with no mercy.

Each thrust sends a ripple of pleasure through both of us. As we moved together, the intensity built, but so did the tenderness. Her body moulded to mine, and our movements synchronized. As if we were two parts of a whole, brought together in a moment of pure, unadulterated love.

I could feel her body tightening, the tension building as she neared another climax. I reached between her thighs. Finding her clit and rubbing it in time with my thrusts, pushing her closer to the edge. She finally peaked.

It wasn’t just an orgasm. It was a release of everything we had been holding inside, a beautiful, shared experience. She cum with a scream, her entire body convulsing as the orgasm wracked her. Her pussy clenched around my fingers. Her ass tightened around my cock as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

Her cries echoed through the room. And still, I didn’t stop. I continued to fuck her, to push her further. She was a trembling, incoherent mess beneath me. Only then did I pull out. Flipping her onto her back and plunging my three fingers into her pussy.

Ammu’s mouth formed a perfect ‘O’ as I filled her pussy. Her body was still quivering from the aftershocks of her previous orgasm. I set a relentless pace. My thumb pressed her clit, and my finger slammed against hers. She bent at her waist and held my back.

At the same time, she cum again, her nails raking down my back. She screamed my name. Her body clenched around me in a way that made it impossible to hold back. With a final, deep thrust, I took out my finger. I slept over her and held her close to make her feel relaxed.

Our bodies were entwined. Her breaths were still shallow and fast as she was still high in passion. She turned to look at me, her eyes soft and filled with love. I knew that, at that moment, I had made her feel something special. We stayed like that for a moment.

I could feel the warmth of Ammu’s breath against my chest. The rapid rise and fall of her body slowly began to calm as she nestled closer to me. There was a quiet stillness in the room. A pause in the storm that had just raged between us. But the night was far from over.

The room, with its dim ambient light and the array of toys and tools, seemed to whisper promises of more. My fingers traced patterns along Ammu’s spine, feeling her shiver at the touch. But even in the calm, I could feel that familiar stirring within me.

That insatiable hunger that had only been momentarily appeased. I rolled onto my side, gently guiding Ammu to lie on her back. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine with a look of exhaustion and anticipation. The soft light cast shadows across her body.

Highlighting every curve, every dip, and every swell of her flesh. I leaned down, pressing a kiss to her forehead, then her lips. Pulling back just enough to see the expression in her eyes. “We’re not done yet,” I murmured, my voice low and filled with a dark promise.

Ammu’s breath hitched slightly. She was still not revived from our intense lovemaking. Her body had just begun to relax, but I could see the flicker of desire reignite within her. She gave a small nod, a silent acquiescence to whatever I had planned next.

I slid my hand down her body, feeling the way her muscles tensed in anticipation. I again took a dark blindfold on the bedside table and tied it around her eyes. Her chest rose faster as her other senses heightened. I wanted to make sure this night lingered in her memory.

I again secured the handcuffs around her wrists, locking her to the headboard a second time. Her body was now completely exposed to me, vulnerable, and entirely at my mercy. I could feel the tension in her muscles but she did not speak.

I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Tonight, you’re mine, Ammu. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will treat you and punish you as I please.” She shivered, her lips parting. But I silenced her with my touch, trailing kisses down her neck, licking and nipping at her skin.

I took my time, savouring her reactions as her pulse quickened beneath my tongue. My hands moved lower, skimming over her breasts, pausing to squeeze each nipple. Ammu arched off the bed, her soft, needy moans filling the room. I continued my journey down her body.

Leaving a trail of kisses until I reached her inner thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her. The wetness between her legs told me how much she wanted this. But I wasn’t going to give her what she wanted just yet. I wanted to draw this out to make her squirm and beg for release.

I reached over to the tray of toys and picked up the WHIP, feeling the supple leather against my palm. Ammu tensed as she heard the faint rustle of the whip, her body on high alert. I guided her to roll over onto her abdomen, her beautiful ass now in full view.

I brought the whip down on her ass. I trailed the whip over her swollen ass, teasing her before delivering the first strike. The first touch of the whip was a light, teasing stroke, just enough to make her gasp. Her hips jerked at the sudden sensation.

The next strike was harder, drawing a cry from her. I watched as a faint pink mark bloomed on her skin, a reminder of my control over her. I continued to trail the whip over her body. Dragging the leather across her thighs and her back.

I rolled her over and brushed the whip across her stomach and her breasts. Ammu’s breathing grew more erratic, her body straining against the handcuffs. I brought the whip down again, this time with a bit more force. Her moan was low, filled with both pleasure and pain.

I could see the way her body responded to the mixture of sensations. She was on edge, caught between wanting more and wanting it to stop. But I wasn’t going to let her make that decision. I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear once more. “Do you like that, Ammu? Do you like being at my mercy?”

She nodded frantically, her voice trembling as she whispered, “Yes, please, I need more.” Her words ignited a deeper need within me—a desire to push her further and see just how much she could take. I commanded her to turn over into a doggy position, and she obeyed.

Her body was trembling with anticipation. I continued to tease her ass with the whip. Her body responds with desperate, needy energy. I could see her struggling, wanting me to slow down. But I wasn’t in the mood for mercy.

“Does it hurt, Ammu?” I asked, my voice low and commanding. She nodded, her breath shaky. “Please, slow down,” she pleaded, but I only smiled, bringing the whip down again.m “If you want me to ease up, you’ll have to beg for it,” I growled, watching as her resolve crumbled.

“Please,” she whimpered. “Please, I beg you, slow down.” I slowed, hitting her. I could see the wetness between her legs and the way her pussy clenched in response to the stimulation. It drove me wild with the need to take her. But first, I wanted to see her break.

Seeing her so open and willing drove me wild. I reached for a larger anal plug, coating it with lube and pressing it against her tight entrance. Ammu’s breath caught, her muscles tensing, but she didn’t resist. Slowly, I worked the plug inside her, feeling her body tighten around it and adjusting its thickness.

Her moans grew louder as the sensation built. I could see the tension in her muscles and the way she was struggling to hold on and keep herself together. I pushed her closer to the edge. I brought the whip down on her ass again, harder this time. She cried out, her back arching as she clenched around the plug.

Her moans were desperate now. Her body was trembling with the effort to hold back and keep herself from falling over the edge. I continued to whip her. Her back arched as she clenched around the plug. Each stroke of the whip sent ripples of pain and pleasure through her.

She wanted to slide onto her abdomen to escape the relentless whipping, but I wasn’t done with her yet. “Stay in position,” I commanded, my voice firm. “You’ll take every stroke in this position.” She nodded, biting her lip as she fought to stay in place. Her ass high in the air as I continued to whip her.

The combination of the anal plug and the whip was driving her wild. Each strike made her cry out, her body writhing in response. Finally, I removed the plug, and Ammu let out a choked sob of relief. Her body collapsed onto the bed, and her lower body hung over the bed.

But I wasn’t done with her yet. I reached for the dildo. Grabbing the dildo, I knelt and spread her thighs. Opening her pussy and sliding the dildo into her soaked pussy with a rough, determined thrust. It made her scream in response. Her hips bucked again,

She quickly shifted back into a doggy position, her body writhing in pleasure. I came beneath her, my hands and mouth working in tandem. I twisted her clit with my thumb and licked it with my tongue. All while thrusting the dildo inside her.

Her body was straining against the handcuffs as I fucked her with the toy. Driving her higher until she was on the verge of breaking. I fucked her with the dildo. Her body trembled with each thrust. She let out a desperate request. “Please, can I have the anal plug?”

Her voice was thick with need, her body aching for more. But instead of the plug, I reached for a large vibrating dildo. Coating it with lube, I pressed it against her tight entrance. Her breath caught as she realized what I was about to do. I pushed the dildo inside her, feeling the resistance as her muscles tightened.

Ammu gasped, her body trembling. I turned on the vibrator, the sensation overwhelming her. She struggled beneath me, her body writhing. I fucked her pussy with the dildo while the vibrating toy filled her ass. The mixture of sensations was driving her to the brink.

Her moans were growing louder and more desperate. I returned to my position beneath her, my tongue flicking over her clit, licking. I thrust the dildo in and out of her. Ammu’s body was straining against the handcuffs. Her pleasure was mounting with each stroke and each flick of my tongue.

“Come for me, Ammu,” I commanded, my voice dark and filled with authority. “I want to feel you come all over this toy.” Her body was shaking due to intense pleasure and build-up orgasm. She let out a soft plea. “Please, increase the speed,” she begged, her voice thick with desire.

Her body was sensitive, every nerve ending tingling. But instead of granting her request, I smiled wickedly. I began to slow the thrusts of the dildo, making each one deep and deliberate. Ammu’s frustration was palpable. She groaned in protest.

Her hips instinctively pushed back against the toy, trying to force it deeper and faster. “Why are you teasing me?” She gasped, her voice trembling with desperation. “Please… go faster!” Ignoring her plea, I watched as her frustration grew. Her body squirmed as she struggled to take control.

Thrusting her pussy harder against the dildo. Her need was overwhelming, and her desire to be taken over the edge again consumed her. I let her continue for a moment until she was nearly out of her mind with need. Then, with a thoughtful pause, I stood up, leaving both dildos in place.

Her face flushed with confusion and desire. I reach for the feather attached to the whip. Slowly, I began to trail the soft feather over her pussy lips, teasing and stimulating her with the lightest of touches. Ammu whimpered, her body on fire as the delicate caress contrasted with the fullness inside her.

The teasing drove her wild. Her hips buckled more as she pleaded for more. I increase her anal dildo speed, and her body starts moving more. “Please, I need more and harder,” she cried out, her voice breaking with urgency. “Increase the speed in the pussy. I can’t take it anymore!”

I let her plea hang in the air for a moment before finally relenting. “Alright, Ammu,” I murmured, a smile playing on my lips. “You’ve earned it.” I repositioned myself beneath her. Gripping the dildo in her pussy and removing it briefly. Teasing her with the absence before thrusting it back in hard and fast.

The intensity of the motion drove her mad. Her body convulsed. As I increased the speed, her moans grew louder. Her body arched with every deep thrust. I could feel her tightening around the toy and her orgasm building with each rapid stroke. The room was filled with the sounds of her ecstasy.

Her gasps and cries echoed around us as I pushed her closer and closer to the brink. “Come for me, Ammu,” I commanded, my voice rough with desire as I continued my relentless pace. “I want to feel you come. I want to hear you scream.”

And with those words, Ammu fell apart. With a final, powerful thrust, her body seized. Her orgasm crashed over her with the force of a tidal wave. Her body convulsed with the force of it as she screamed. She screamed my name, her voice raw with the intensity as she squirted.

Her pussy clenched around the dildo as she squirted. Her juices released over my face, and I fell on the bed, soaking the sheets beneath. I didn’t stop, prolonging her pleasure. I continued to thrust the dildo into her, prolonging her release. Pushing her through wave after wave of pleasure.

She was completely spent, her body limp and trembling with the aftershocks. I keep holding the dildo in place till the last of her orgasm fades away. I first removed the anal dildo and finally pulled the pussy dildo from her. She collapsed onto the bed, her body limp and trembling.

She was a vision of exhausted beauty, her skin glistening with sweat, her hair tangled. I could see the hunger in her eyes, the desire for more. The need to be loved and cherished for whatever I had left to give. Her body was marked by whips of the passion we had just shared.

I removed the blindfold from her eyes and looked into her half-lidded eyes. Even in her exhaustion, I could see the hunger in her eyes. The desire for more, the need to be loved and cherished for whatever I had left to give. Without giving her a break, I leaned down, kissing her deeply.

My tongue explored her mouth with a slow, sensual intensity. She moaned into the kiss, her body relaxing beneath me, looking at me in desire again. Her eyes were glazed with a mixture of exhaustion and desire. I knew that we had reached the peak of our pleasure and that there was nothing left to hold back.

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Hello friends! In the previous part, I said that I had booked a sex video call and how I found out that I was watching my uncle and aunt having sex.

I introduced them to you in the previous part. Also, I had told about the body structures of them in the previous part. So let the story continue further.

That whole day everything remained normal. After dinner, everyone went to their rooms. I stayed in my room for some time.

Some time later, I went to my uncle’s room and slowly knocked on the door. Uncle opened the door. I went inside. My uncle was only in shorts. His erect dick was showing that he was not wearing underwear. My aunt was under the blanket. It looked like they were going to have sex. Aunt’s saree and petticoat were visible to me even from the side of the blanket.

Uncle: Rohan beta, what are you doing here?

Me: Actually uncle, I have something to tell you.

Uncle: Yes, tell me.

Me: I came to know last night that you two were having sex on a video call.

Both of them were very worried. Both were looking at each other.

Me: But uncle, why do you do all this?

Uncle: Look son, we are not doing it for money. But sometimes, we do all this just to pass the time.

Me: But, why all this?

Uncle: This is how we get to see the lust of the boys and the girls. And I got double the fun by fucking your aunt, thinking of them.

Me: You guys want to make your sex more exciting. So, why don’t you take help from someone else?

Aunt: What are you saying? Should we have sex with some stranger? What about our safety of identity? What if he record a video of us?

Me: Okay, that is your concern. What if the third person is from the family?

Aunt (surprisingly): What do you mean?

Me: After watching you two having sex yesterday, I masturbated thrice only with your thoughts.

Aunt: What are you saying?! You are like my son.

Me: Then why did you agree to have sex in front of me in a video call yesterday?

Neither of them said anything. They were just looking at each other.

Me: That means by thinking of me, you wanted to fuck my uncle. Then, what is the problem if I fuck you?

My uncle thought a little. Then he pulled my aunt’s blanket. Aunt was lying completely naked! She was surprised. She tried to cover her boobs and pussy with her hands. But her big boobs could not be covered with just one hand.

I quickly went to bed. And from the sides, I started pressing both the boobs of my aunt. Aunt first tried to separate me a little. But after some time, she dropped her hands. My uncle also started licking my aunt’s pussy. I started sucking her boobs. I was very excited and that was why I bit her nipples in between. ‘Ouch’ sounds came out of her mouth.

After some time, my uncle asked me to lick my aunt’s pussy. I came there and started licking my aunt’s pussy. Her pussy became completely wet and was also hot. Then I started moving my tongue into her pussy.

Uncle came and sat on his knees above aunt’s face. He inserted his dick into my aunt’s mouth. Aunt started sucking his dick. After some time, I went and sat down beside my aunt’s face. My aunt started sucking my dick. For the first time, any woman was sucking my dick.

Uncle came and inserted his dick into aunt’s pussy. Uncle started fucking aunt slowly. Here, aunt was sucking my dick. After a few minutes, I lied down on the bed. Then my aunt stood up, rode on my couch, and inserted her hot pussy on top of my dick. She soon started riding on my dick by moving her waist.

My uncle was sitting in the chair and was shaking his dick. Aunt was moaning loudly. This went on for a while. Then uncle was going to fuck aunt. Then I said –

Me: Aunt, I have a request.

Aunt: What?

Me: Can we have sex in the hall?

Aunt: What are you saying? What will happen if someone sees us in that condition?

Me: Everyone will be in deep sleep now.

Aunt: Still, we cannot take the risk.

Me: How can we enjoy sex if we don’t take a little risk?

Uncle: Yes, let’s go.

Due to the coercion of both of us, aunt finally had to obey. We then opened the door and went into the hall. There was darkness in the hall. I switch on the light.

Aunt: Why are you keeping the light on?

Me: Without light, how can I enjoy your wonderful body?

Uncle then lied down on the floor. Aunt sat on her knees and started up and down on top of Uncle’s dick. I stood up in front of my aunt and inserted my dick into her mouth. For a few minutes, my aunt sucked my dick, and then she released my dick. Uncle then held aunt’s back and pulled her towards him. My aunt fell on top of my uncle.

I saw the moment and inserted my dick into the ass of my aunt. Aunt screamed so loudly that her scream was echoing throughout the house. I felt that everyone would wake up. But no one came. Now, I and uncle started fucking aunt together.

Aunt’s moaning became louder as if she didn’t care about anyone anymore. I was also pressing her boobs and fucking her very hard.

After a few minutes, I lied down on the floor. My aunt started sucking my dick. Uncle inserted his dick into aunt’s ass and started fucking her. I held her head and was fucking her mouth vigorously. Then when I took my dick out of her mouth, she was breathing very fast.

I then stood up and my aunt also stood up. I held my aunt by her hips and lifted her to my lap. But it took some effort. The uncle caught her from behind. In this position, we both started fucking aunt. Aunt pushed her lips towards my lips. That lip-lock kiss can never be forgotten in my life.

But while having sex like this, my uncle ejaculated. His cum was leaking from aunt’s ass and had also fallen on the floor. I also made my aunt lie down on the floor and then started fucking her ass. After a few more shots, I, too, ejaculated. All my cum was in my aunt’s ass. As my aunt stood up, all my cum fell on the floor.

The aunt was not even able to walk correctly. So, she sat on the sofa. I fingered her pussy a little harder. That was when aunt’s water came out. My uncle and I took out the clothes from the bathroom and dried them. I took those clothes in the bathroom and dried them thoroughly. I came back to the hall. I kissed my aunt’s lips lightly. Then uncle came and supported her by the shoulders and started going to his room.

I was sitting on the sofa. Those people entered the room and closed the door. Then I went to my room. While I was closing my door, the sound of closing the door came again.

I felt a little strange. Because my uncle had already closed the door. But I didn’t think much. I locked the door of my room and went to sleep.

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