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The knock came again, sharper this time, pulling me out of my thoughts. I was still groggy from the morning. The house was eerily quiet since my wife and Dilana had left for the train station. I glanced at the clock—8:30 AM. Who would be at my door this early?

I padded to the door, my bare feet silent on the cool tiles. Peering through the keyhole, my breath caught in my throat. Dilana. My heart raced as I fumbled with the lock, my hands suddenly unsteady.

The door creaked open, and there she stood, her long hair tied up in a messy bun, her glasses slightly askew. She was still in her travel clothes—a snug t-shirt and a pair of shorts that seemed to cling to her every curve.

“Hi, Dad,” she said, her voice soft but tinged with something I couldn’t quite place.

“Dilana?” I managed, my voice cracking slightly. “What are you doing here? I thought you and your mom left for the station.”

She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, her presence filling the room in a way that made my chest tighten. “I forgot something,” she said casually, though her eyes lingered on me a beat too long. “Mom’s already on the train. She told me to come back here and get it.”

“Oh,” I stammered, closing the door behind her. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each more dangerous than the last. She’s alone here with me.

Dilana moved through the house with a familiarity that was both comforting and unsettling. She walked into the living room, her hips swaying just enough to make my mouth go dry. I followed her, my eyes instinctively dropping to the way her shorts hugged her thighs.

“What did you forget?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

She turned to face me, a sly smile playing on her lips. “Just something,” she said, her tone light. But her eyes held a weight that quickened my pulse. I couldn’t help but notice how her t-shirt clung to her chest, the fabric stretching just enough to hint at the curves underneath.

My thoughts drifted back to those Friday movie nights. The times I’d let my hands wander over my wife’s body while Dilana lay just a few feet away. Was she aware? Did she know how much she affected me?

Dilana stepped closer, her gaze locking onto mine. “You’ve been staring a lot lately, Dad,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

My stomach tightened at her words, and my mouth suddenly dry. She knew. She had to know.

“I—I don’t know what you mean,” I stammered, though the heat in her eyes told me she wasn’t buying it.

She took another step closer, her proximity making my skin tingle. “You’ve been watching me,” she continued, her voice low and steady. “I see the way you look at me. Especially when I’m in skirts.”

My breath hitched, my mind spinning. How could she be so bold? So direct?

“Dilana, I—” I started, but she cut me off, her hand reaching out to rest on my chest.

“It’s okay, Dad,” she said, her voice softening. “You don’t have to hide it. Not from me.”

Her touch was electric, sending a jolt of heat straight through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my body responding in ways I knew I shouldn’t.

“You’re my daughter,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “This is wrong.”

She tilted her head, her lips curving into an innocent and seductive smile. “Is it?” she asked, her fingers trailing down my chest. “Because it doesn’t feel wrong to me.”

I swallowed hard, my hands instinctively reaching for her waist. Her skin was warm beneath my fingers, her breath coming in soft, shallow gasps.

“Dilana,” I murmured, my voice thick with desire. “We can’t—”

But she silenced me with a kiss, her lips pressing against mine in a way that made my head spin. Her body moulded to mine, her hands tangling in my hair as she deepened the kiss.

For a moment, I was lost in her, my mind blank except for the sensation of her against me. But then reality crashed down, and I pulled back, my chest heaving.

“We can’t do this,” I said, though my voice lacked conviction.

She looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire. “Why not?” she asked, her tone challenging. “We’re alone. No one has to know.”

I hesitated, my resolve crumbling under the weight of her gaze. She was right—we were alone. No one would ever find out.

But still, a part of me knew this was dangerous. She was my daughter. She must have seen the conflict in my eyes. She stepped closer, her hands resting on my shoulders. “Don’t think about it, Dad,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. “Just feel.”

And then she kissed me again, harder this time, her body pressing against mine in a way that left no room for doubt. My hands moved of their own accord, sliding down her back to grip her hips. I kissed her back with equal fervour.

Her moan was soft, almost inaudible, but it sent a shiver down my spine. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, her touch desperate and needy.

“Dilana,” I groaned, my voice thick with desire. “We—we need to stop.”

But she didn’t listen, her hands slipping beneath my shirt to explore the planes of my chest. Her touch was intoxicating, her nails dragging lightly over my skin as she kissed me again.

I knew I should push her away, should stop this before it went too far. But every fibre of my being was screaming for her. My body responded in ways I couldn’t control.

Her hands moved lower, her fingers brushing against the waistband of my pyjamas. My breath caught in my throat, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure she could hear it.

“Dilana,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “We can’t—”

But she cut me off again, her lips trailing down my neck as her hands worked to tug my pyjamas down. “Shh,” she murmured, her voice soft but firm. “Just let me do this.”

Then her hand was on me, her gentle touch making my knees weak. I groaned, my head falling back as her fingers wrapped around me, stroking slowly, deliberately.

“That’s it, Dad,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. “Just relax.”

But there was no relaxing, not with her touching me like this. My hands gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her skin. She continued to stroke me, her movements growing more confident with each passing second.

“Dilana,” I moaned, my voice barely recognizable. “You—you need to stop.”

But she didn’t. Instead, she dropped to her knees, her eyes locking onto mine as she leaned in, her lips brushing against the tip of me.

“No,” I groaned, though my body was betraying me, my hips arching toward her involuntarily. “We can’t—”

But then her mouth was on me, her tongue swirling around the tip in a way that made my entire body shudder. My hands tangled in her hair, my fingers gripping tightly. She took more of me into her mouth, her movements slow and deliberate.

“Fuck,” I gasped, my head falling back as she sucked me deeper, her tongue working in ways that made it impossible to think.

Her hands gripped my hips, her nails digging into my skin as she bobbed her head, taking more and more of me with each pass. The sensation was overwhelming, my body trembling as she brought me closer and closer to the edge.

And just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, she pulled back, her lips swollen and glistening as she looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire.

“Dad,” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with need. “I want you.”

My heart stopped for a moment, her words sending a jolt of heat straight through me. She wants me.

But before I could respond, she stood, her hands moving to the waistband of her shorts. She tugged them down, along with her panties, her movements slow and deliberate.

And then she was standing there, completely bare, her body on full display. My breath caught in my throat, my eyes roaming over her curves, her perfect, flawless skin.

“Dad,” she said again, her voice trembling. “Please.”

And that was it—that one word, one plea, shattered whatever resolve I had left. My hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer. I kissed her with everything I had.

She moaned into my mouth, her body arching against mine as my hands roamed over her skin, exploring every inch of her. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but one thing was clear—I wanted her. I needed her.

And as I lifted her onto the couch, her legs wrapping around my waist, I knew there was no turning back. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathing, skin against skin. We whispered words that neither of us could take back.

And as I slid into her, her body was tight and welcoming around me. I knew that this was it. There was no going back from this. But at that moment, I didn’t care. All I cared about was her, the way she felt beneath me. The way she moaned my name as I moved inside her.

As we moved together, lost in each other, I knew this was just the beginning. I stared at the ceiling, my heart pounding. The weight of what had just happened settled over me like a thick, suffocating fog. Dilana lay beside me, her breathing uneven, her body trembling.

Her tears had dried. But the redness in her eyes was a stark reminder of the line I had crossed. The guilt gnawed at me, sharp and unrelenting. What have I done? The question echoed in my mind. But there was no answer or justification to ease the storm inside me.

The guilt clawed at my conscience. But another part of me felt something darker and more primal. The way she had looked at me, the way she had moaned my name, the way her body had responded to mine—it had awakened something in me that I couldn’t ignore.

She wanted this. She wanted me. The thought was dangerous and intoxicating. It sent a surge of heat through me that I couldn’t suppress. I turned to look at her. Her body was still flushed, her skin glowing in the room’s dim light. She was beautiful, ethereal.

In that moment, she was mine. Mine. The word echoed in my head. I felt a need to claim her again, to make sure she knew who she belonged to.

“Diana,” I said, my voice low and rough. She turned to look at me, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and something else—something that made my pulse quicken. “You wanted this,” I continued, my tone firm, almost commanding. “You wanted me. So now, it’s my way. Understand?”

She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her lips trembling as she whispered, “Yes, Daddy.”

The sound of her calling me sent a jolt of electricity through me. I felt myself getting hard again. I reached out, my fingers brushing against her cheek before sliding down to her neck. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my touch, and it only fueled my desire.

I leaned in, my lips grazing her ear as I whispered, “You’re mine now. And I’m going to show you what that means.” Before she could respond, I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, my hand coming down on her ass with a sharp slap.

She gasped, her body jerking in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she arched her back, her ass pressing against me in a way that made my cock twitch with anticipation. I slapped her again, harder this time, and she moaned, the sound sending a rush of heat straight to my groin.

She likes it. The realization made me even more determined to punish her. To make her feel every bit of the dominance coursing through me. I spread her legs, my hands gripping her hips. I positioned myself at her entrance. She was still wet, her body welcoming me as I pushed inside her.

She gasped, her hands gripping the sheets as I began to move, each thrust harder, rougher than the last.

“Daddy, please,” she whimpered, her voice breaking as tears welled up in her eyes again. “It’s too much. I can’t take it.”

“I don’t care,” I growled, my hands tightening on her hips as I continued to pound into her. “You wanted this, Diana. You wanted me. So now, you’re going to take it. All of it.”

Her cries only spurred me on, and I fucked her with a raw intensity that was almost primal. I wanted to claim her, to make sure she knew who she belonged to. I wanted to make her feel every inch of me, to leave her breathless and broken.

But as I looked down at her, her body trembling beneath me, her tears streaming down her face, I felt a pang of guilt. Am I going too far? The thought was fleeting, though, as the pleasure took over. I found myself lost in the sensation of her tightness around me.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back anymore, and with a groan, I came inside her, my body shuddering with the force of my release. I collapsed on top of her, my breathing ragged. My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

But before I could catch my breath, I felt her shift beneath me, her hand reaching up to touch my face. I looked down at her, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and something else—something that made my chest tighten.

“Daddy,” she whispered, her voice soft and trembling. “I… I never imagined you’d be so… so rough. It hurts… but… I love it.”

Her words sent a jolt of heat through me, and I felt myself getting hard again. She loves it. The thought was thrilling and terrifying, making me want to claim her all over again.

But before I could act on that impulse, she reached up, her fingers brushing against my lips. She whispered, “Please, Daddy… fuck my mouth.” The request was unexpected, but it ignited something in me, a need to dominate her completely.

I moved off of her, my hands gripping her shoulders as I guided her to her knees. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and filled with fear and anticipation. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as I positioned myself at her lips.  She opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to taste me.

I groaned, the sensation almost too much to bear. I pushed into her mouth, my hands tightening in her hair as I began to thrust, each movement rough and demanding. She gagged, her tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and something else—something that made my cock throb with need. I fucked her mouth with the same intensity that I had fucked her pussy, each thrust harder, rougher than the last. Her cries were muffled, her body trembling as I dominated her.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back anymore, and with a groan, I cum in her mouth, my body shuddering with the force of my release. She swallowed, her eyes wide as she looked up at me. Her lips trembled as she whispered, “Daddy… that was… so intense. I… I can’t believe you…”

But before she could finish, I pulled away, my cock still hard as I looked down at her. She’s mine. The thought was all-consuming, and I knew that I would never be able to let her go.

But as I reached down to grab her again, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears as she whispered, “Daddy… please… I’m not sure I can take anymore…”

I hesitated, my hand hovering over her.

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Aapne pichle part mein padha ki main (Harsh) Tripti se shaadi karta hu, aur first night mein hum dono sex kar rahe hote hai. Tripti sharma bhi rahi hoti hai. Ab aage:-

Tripti meri aur chehra karke lund ke upar baith kar koodne lagti hai, aur main uske chuttad ko pakad kar usko upar-neeche hone mein madad karne lagta hu.

Tripti: Aaahh ahhhh. Main itni khul kar maza le rahi hu. Harsh sach mein maza aa gaya. Tumhara lund mere poore andar tak jaa raha hai. Tumhare lund ki gotiyan meri chut mein ghisne se, aur zyada maza aa raha hai.

Harsh: Haa meri jaan, aise hi khul kar maza lo. Aur mujhe bhi maza do. Tumhare chuttad kitne mulayam hai. Aaahh aise hi chodo mujhe meri ban kar.

Tripti: Main tumhe chod rahi hu Harsh. Tum mujhse chudwa rahe ho.

Main fir uske dono boobs ko pakad kar dabane laga, aur mere hath ke nishan uske gore boobs par hone lage the, wo itni zyada gori thi.

Tripti: Haa dabao mere boobs ko Harsh, aur dabao apne hatho se. Aaahh aahhh main jhad rahi hu Harsh.

Harsh: Main bhi jhadne wala hu aahh. Mera ho raha hai haa. Aur ek-do baar upar-neeche ho jao, haa ho gaya mera.

Tripti: Mera bhi ho gaya I am cumming yes…

Hum dono ek sath jhadne lage, aur fir Tripti mere upar aa kar gir gayi. Uske boobs meri chhaati se chipak gaye. Lund ko Tripti ki chut mein fassa kar hum dono ek-doosre ke upar hi so gaye. Tripti aur main ek-doosre ke sath khushi-khushi rehte the, aur fir achanak se lockdown lag jata hai.

Lockdown mein hum dono ko kuch kaam nahi tha, to dono ka dhyan ab romance ki aur chala gaya. Maine ne Tripti se kaha-

Harsh: Suno Tripti, ab lockdown lag gaya hai. Aur kuch kaam nahi hai. To kyun na maza liya jaye is wakt ka?

Tripti (Apni aankhen upar karke): Maza? Kaisa maza? Aap kya bol rahe ho, main samajhi nahi?

Harsh: Kya nahi samjhi tum?

Aur main Tripti ko pakad kar lip kiss kar diya.

Harsh: Ab samjhi ki nahi?

Tripti: Aapko to mauka chahiye bas aise-waisi harkat karne ka (Aur Harsh ki pant ke upar se hi lund ko pakad kar sehlane lagi).

Harsh: Dekho lockdown hai, aur koi ek-doosre ke ghar aata nahi. To kuch alag tarah se masti karte hai na.

Tripti: Aapke dimag mein kya hai? Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha, aap hi bolo.

Harsh: Honeymoon is band ghar par. Wo jo chhote-chhote kapde hai tumhare, wo pehan kar.

Tripti: Acha theek hai. Pehle main naha kar aati hu. Ab chhodho mujhe jaane do.

Harsh: Sath nahate hai na.

Aur Tripti ko apni godi mein utha kar bathroom le gaya. Fir shower ko chaalu kar kar uske neeche khade ho gaye. Hum dono shower ke neeche poore geele ho chuke the, aur kapde jism se chipak gaye the. Fir main Tripti ko neeche utara aur bola-

Harsh: Arre ab kapde to khol do meri jaan. Dekhu kaisi lag rahi ho bathroom mein bina kapdon ke. Aur kaise nahati ho aaj dekhna hai, aur sath nahana bhi hai.

Tripti apne kapde kholne lagti hai, aur sharma bhi rahi thi. Kyunki aaj pehli baar bathroom mein poori nangi Harsh ke saamne thi.

Fir main bhi apne saare kapde khol deta hu Tripti ko nangi dekh kar. Tripti ke upar shower ka paani uske boobs se hote hue chut se neeche jaa raha tha, jo ek alag hi drishya tha.

Main Tripti ko zor se hug kar liya, aur uske boobs mere se chipak gaye. Thande paani mein Tripti ka garam jism mujhe josh dila raha tha.

Tripti Harsh ke hug karne ke kaaran garam ho rahi thi. Fir neeche ghutno mein baith kar lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Harsh ne fir usko doggy-position mein kiya, aur peeche se chut mein lund daal diya aur chodne laga. Bathroom mein aaj pehli dafa tha, ki Tripti chud rahi thi.

Harsh: Maza aa raha hai Tripti tumhe chod kar. Aur tumhara ye jism, tumhari ye kamar mere hatho se fisal rahi hai paani ke kaaran.

Hum dono ka acha sex hone laga, aur fir lockdown mein hum dono sex stories padhne lage, aur roleplay bhi karne lage. Tripti poori tarah se ab khul chuki thi, aur lockdown bhi hatne laga tha.

Lockdown hatne ke baad mujhe pata chala ki meri job chali gayi, aur jo savings thi usse ghar ki EMI de raha tha, aur job dhoondh raha tha. Achanak se ek buri khabar aayi ki mere sasur ji Tripti ke papa jo bank mein kaam karte the, wo bank mein paise ki gadbadi karte paaye gaye. Fir unko jail ho jati hai. Par ab bhi ye nahi pata tha, ki jo paise bank se chori hue the, wo kisne chori kiye the. Par sab ka doubt Tripti ke papa ke upar hi tha.

Tripti ke papa ka ghar par police ne taala laga diya, aur poore pariwar ka bank balance freeze ho jata hai. Main Tripti ko lekar jaldi apne sasural aa gaya, aur dekha ki sab ghar ke baahar aa chuke the. Fir ek guest house mein kuch dino ke liye 2 kamre kiraye ke liye.

Tripti mujhse boli: Aapki naukri bhi chali gayi, aur ghar ki EMI deni bhi muskil ho rahi hai. To kyun na hum bhi yahan ruk jaye, aur aap yahan hi naukri dhoondh lo?

Mujhe bhi ye theek laga aur main Tripti ke sath guest house mein ek aur room lekar rehne laga. Ab hum logon ke paas paison ki kami hoti jaa rahi thi, aur sasu mom ne mujhe kaha-

Sasu mom: Harsh ji agar aapko koi problem na ho to kya main aapke kamre par ek chhota sa bed laga kar so sakti hu? Aur main ye apne wala kamra khaali kar du, to kuch paise bhi bach jayenge. Aapka kamra to bada hai, agar aapko bura na lage to hum aise kar sakte hai.

Harsh: Ji sasu mom, jaisa aapko theek lage.

Sasu mom ko apne kamre mein shift kar to diya. Par aise kaise chalta? Job dhoondhna zaroori tha. Kaafi koshish ke baad ek restaurant mein part time job mil gaya.
Main Pummy aur Rani se bhi baat karne ki koshish karta, par unka response bahut hi kharaab tha. Fir main ye koshish karne laga ki mere sasur Kailash ji ko jail se baahar nikala jaye, aur kis case mein jail ke andar dala gaya tha, ye pata kiya jaye.

Main kabhi Pummy, to kabhi sasu mom, to kabhi Rani se baat karne ki koshish karta. Par ye log kuch bhi bata nahi rahe the. Mujhe wo bank ke chori hue paise, aur apne sasur ji ko kaise bhi jail se baahar nikaalna tha.

Ek raat main apni biwi Tripti ke sath so raha tha. To dekha ki bagal waale bed par sasu mom apni nighty ko upar karke chut mein ungli daal rahi thi. Ye dekh kar main pehli baar sasu mom ke liye kuch galat socha, aur mere mann mein unke liye sex ki iccha hui.

Main aapko bata du, sasu mom bilkul gori hai, aur wo apni umar se kaafi kam lagti hai. Unka figure size koi hoga 36-30-36 inches.
Ab main bathroom mein jab wo nahane jati to keyhole se dekhne ki koshish karta. Unki bra panty mein muth maarne laga. Raat ko main Tripti ko khoob chodta ki sasu mom mujhe dekh le ye sab karte hue, aur unki sex ki iccha aur badh jaye.

Main fir sasu mom se zyada baat karne ki koshish karne laga. Unko paise dene laga. Ye paise dene ka idea kaam aaya, aur wo mere kareeb aane lagi. Ek din to maine unse kaha-

Main: Main aapki malish kar deta hu.

Aur fir sath exercise karte hue unko bahut baar touch kiya. Main unke jism ki tareef bhi karne laga. Main ab Pummy aur Rani ko bhi paise dene laga, aur unki nazar mein ab main theek hone laga. Wo dono bhi mujhse baat karne lagi.

Main ab ye hi soch raha tha ki sasu mom ke sath Pummy aur Rani ki bhi chut mil jaye to acha maza aayega. Aur iske liye mujhe aur paise ki zaroorat thi, jo mere paas tha nahi.

Maine fir online job dhoondhna shuru kiya, aur mujhe modling ka ek offer mila. Par model ab kaha se milegi ye sochne ki baat thi. Main restaurant mein part time job karta, aur fir main jail mein apne sasur ji se milne chala gaya. Wahan mujhe sasur ji ne ek advocate se milne kaha. Main us advocate se mila jiska naam Gunjan tha. Wo ek 32 saal ki sundar mahila thi, jo divorced thi.

Gunjan ne mujhe case ke baare mein bataya ki bahut zyada paison ki gadbadi hui thi, aur isme bank ka koi mila hua tha. Unka doubt tha Ridhi naam ki ek ladki par. Jo sasur ji ke sath bank mein hi kaam karti thi.

Main fir wapas guest house aa gaya, aur sasu mom se poochne laga, ki ye Gunjan aur Ridhi kon thi. To sasu mom rote hue mere gale lag gayi aur boli-

Sasu mom: Ridhi ke kaaran hi sab hua hai.

Main ab sasu mom ke jism ki mehak lene laga, aur mera dhyan ab sasu mom ke upar tha. Mera hath unki kamar mein chalne laga.

Main unko bola: Main sab theek karunga, aur sasur ji ko bhi baahar launga.

Sasu mom ki nazar mein ab main kuch zyada hi acha ho chuka tha. Main unke sath exercise karna, unke sath park mein ghoomne jana, unko paise se help karne laga. Sasu mom mere saamne hi nighty, half pant, shorts pehanne lagi.

Fir ek din sasu mom ko achanak chhaati mein dard hua, aur doctor ko bulaye. To doctor ne kaha ki unko breast massage ki zaroorat thi. Sasu mom ab subha-subha apni breast massage karne lagi. Main ye ek bhi mauka nahi chhodhta ki unke boobs dekh saku. Kayi baar jab wo massage karti, to main achanak se room mein aa jata, aur aise dikhata ki ye sab bhool se hua.

Fir unki kuch dino mein aadat ho gayi, aur wo ek din khud hi breast massage kar rahi thi, ki main andar aa gaya. Unhone aaj kuch nahi kaha aur massage karti rahi.

Main himmat karke unko bola: Aap galat kar rahi ho. Aise nahi karte.

To wo boli: Aap hi batao kaise karna hai?

Fir main unke paas jaa kar ishare se batane laga.

Unhone fir kaha: Karke batao.

Aur yahi to mujhe chahiye tha. Fir main unke peeche gaya, aur dono breast ko pakad kar dabane laga, aur massage karne laga. Unke muh se aahhh nikal gayi, aur main unke boobs ke nipple ko bhi apni ungliyon mein lekar dabane laga. Sasu mom ke kaan ke paas jaa kar maine unse poocha-

Main: Kaisa lag raha hai?

To unhone kaha: Aaahhh, bahut acha.

Ab ye roz ka hi ho gaya tha, aur main unke boobs ko massage karta. Main fir unse bola-

Main: Paison ki dikkat badh rahi hai aur ek job hai aapke liye. Agar haa kaho to aap kar sakte ho.

Maine unhe kaha: Ek online modelling ka kaam hai, aur kuch photos deni hai bas.

Wo pehle to mana ki, fir maan gayi, aur mere sath ek studio mein pahunchi. Wahan ek 30 saal ki mahila Sarika ne sasu mom ki alag-alag position mein photos li. Hum dono ko acha paisa mila, aur hum ab regular hi jaane lage.

Fir Sarika ne mujhse kaha: Agar kuch bra panty mein karo, to aur bhi zyada mil sakta hai.

Ab paise ke laalach se bra panty mein bhi photo lene lage. Ek din main apni wife Tripti ke sath so raha tha, ki sasu mom fir aaj chut mein ungli daal rahi thi. Main ye dekh kar unke paas chala gaya, aur unka hath pakad kar khud ki ungli daal di.

Sasu mom se raha nahi gaya, aur unhone mujhe apne upar kheench liya, aur lip kiss karne lagi. Wo apna hath meri pant ke andar daal kar lund hilane lagi. Main unko kiss karte hue, apni pant khol kar, lund ko chut mein set karke dhakka laga diya, aur sasu mom ko chodne laga. Ek taraf meri biwi Tripti thi, aur idhar main uski mummy ko chod raha tha.

Main 15 minutes se bhi zyada der tak unko choda, aur unhone mujhe kaha ki unko bahut maza aaya. Ye ab unko baar-baar chahiye tha. Main fir se sasu mom ke sath modelling studio gaya, aur wahan aaj fir Sarika ne mujhe kaha ki paise zyada milenge agar sasu mom dildo apni chut mein lekar photoshoot karwa le.

Sasu mom se maine thodi baat ki, aur unse dildo wala photoshoot karwane lage. Us time thode aur paise diye Sarika ne aur kaha ki agar sex karo to aur milega.

Main sasu mom se bina pooche unko peeche se hug kar liya, aur unki chut mein lund daal kar chodne laga. Sasu mom itni zyada garam ho chuki thi, ki wo mana nahi kar payi aur camera ke aage chudwane lagi.

Hum ghar wapas jaa rahe the ki maine Rani (meri sabse chhoti saali) ko dekha. Maine uska peecha kiya to pata chala ki wo ek sex shop par kaam kar rahi thi. Mujhe wo wahah dekh kar gussa se laal ho chuki thi.

Main wahan se kuch condom khareedne ke baad wapas aa gaya. Rani ghar aa kar mere paas aayi aur boli-

Rani: Kyun aaye the wahan?

To main bola: Bas condom khareedne aaya tha. Par tum waha kaam karti ho ye pata nahi tha.

Fir Rani mere paas baith gayi aur boli ki wo per time job karti thi college khatam hone ke baad. Wo mujhse boli ki main kisi ko bhi ye nahi kahu.

Maine usse kaha: Haa main nahi kahunga, par mujhe bhi job chahiye. Agar tum mujhe bhi job dila do to.

Usne boss se baat ki aur ab hum dono sath job jaane lage. Rani ko main ab aur paise dene laga. Sath hi sasu mom aur meri chudai aur zyada hone lagi. Rani ke sath bhi mera affair hone laga, aur jaldi hi wo meri girlfriend ban gayi aur lip kiss hone lagi.

Main usko date par bhi le gaya. Pehle hum movie dekhne lage, aur movie mein ek-doosre ko kiss aur fir uski chut mein ungli karne laga, aur boobs dabane laga.

Rani: Harsh ab se aap jiju nahi mere boyfriend ho, aur apni girlfriend ko khush kar do kahin hotel mein room lekar.

Main: Haa meri girlfriend ho tum ab.

Fir hum dono hotel mein ek room lekar andar chale gaye. Jaise hi andar gaye hum dono ek-doosre ke upar chadh gaye, aur kiss karne lage. Bina kisi deri ke Rani ne apne kapde khol diye, aur wo meri pant ki hook khol kar pant kholne lagi. Fir maine apni shirt kholi. Ab hum dono ek-doosre ke saamne nange the.

To be continued…

This story is around 6-7 years ago. I was 19 at the time and my mother was in her late 30s. She was probably 40 or 41 something. She gave birth to me quite early in her life and also got married very early on.

Let me tell you a little about her. She, as I told you, was 41 at that time, was probably 168 cm tall, and was around 62 kg in weight. She had a curvy body but was not fat at all. Very fit and well-maintained physique she had.

She was a model at a young age, and she used to do some shoots for magazines and other advertisements for sexual products. Nothing crazy, but she had that sort of a job that required her to maintain a very good physical condition and physique.

She had measurements of 39-28-37, had fair skin, hazel eyes, and a very beautiful face. I have to say she was one of the most beautiful women I’ve seen in my life.

Pretty much every single guy from the age of 18 to 70 wanted to sleep with her. Multiple times when I had gone out with her I have seen guys looking at her ass and her boobs. It was sometimes sort of weird and also kind of a flex because you are living with a woman who is so hot.

Let me tell you a bit about my father. He was younger than my mother. He owned a very good gym in a decent location, and he made good money. Our monthly income from his side was close to 1 lakh. From my mother’s side, she also made good money from those magazine shoots and staff. So overall our monthly income was more than 1.5 lakh, which was very good.

We had all the amenities and a very good house. My Father was good-looking and muscular. As he owned a gym, it was his responsibility to maintain a very good body so that he could be successful in that industry. But there was one problem with my father.

The problem was that he was extremely abusive. He used to abuse my mother quite a lot. I have heard her screaming and moaning very loudly not in a fun way, but in a painful way. Due to this abusive nature, their relationship got sour.

There was a guy who used to live near our house. He used to go to the same gym that my father used to own. He was young, probably in his mid-20s, was very good-looking, and had sort of an athletic physique.

His height was probably 174 cm, and he weighed around 80-something kg. He used to take care of himself and was successful as well. At the time he was living near us for more than 5 years. One thing was that he had extreme lust or desire to fuck my mom. At that moment it was pretty normal for me to see this. Because pretty much all the guys wanted to have sex with her. When I say she was very sexy I’m not exaggerating. She really was this hot.

So this guy (let his name be Jack) used to roam around my mom quite a lot. He used to come to our house very often. He used to bring chocolates and stuff for my mom to our house. The weirder thing for me at the time was my mom was actually okay with it. She actually enjoyed his company. But he wasn’t really a creep or anything.

One time Jack invited me and my mom to a rented cabin near a hill station. He also invited one of her female friends along with us, so that everyone feels a little comfortable and it doesn’t seem weird to everyone. It was sort of a picnic.

My mom didn’t want to leave me alone with my father because he was a bit reckless and used to be really busy with his gym. We enjoyed the start for a couple of days and then his friend had to head home due to some emergency.

Our trip was pretty much over. Last night, the weather got a bit problematic. It was raining gently, but all the night. The ceiling of my room was leaking very badly. So I thought instead of sleeping in the swimming pool of a room, I’d rather sleep in my mum’s room.

Then I woke up and started walking towards her room. I saw Jack, naked, heading into mom’s room. I was shocked but I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Then I peeked in her room, but couldn’t see anything.

So I got outside the cabin and got to her bedroom window. I saw her kissing the guy’s tongue deep into each other’s throat. She was wearing a really sexy lingerie and the guy was rubbing his cock inside of her thighs. Also, the guy was absolutely huge. He used to wear these baggy clothes, so I never got to see his body. But it was incredible.

He wasn’t ripped or anything but looked like a slightly chubbier bodybuilder. His cock was absolutely huge and veiny. The girth of that penis was mind-blowing. It was thicker than most people’s forearms. The length was easily 8-something inches. Even the balls were absolutely huge and his precum was dripping on the floor.

He picked her up in his arms and threw her on the bed. He was dominating her. Then he ripped her panties off of her thighs and started sucking her pussy. It was dripping wet. She was moaning really loudly. The bed got soaked from her juices.

After that, he forced his cock in her pussy. It was so big that it couldn’t fit in her pussy. He was basically ripping her vagina into shreds at this point. She was basically screaming as he forced himself onto her. They pretty much tried every single sex position known to man.

She got on top of him, inserted his cock in her pussy, and started bouncing on top of him. Her boobs and ass were bouncing beautifully up and down. The guy was having a blast. He was groaning loudly and she was moaning in pleasure. Both of them were extremely sweaty.

After he fucked the hell out of her, he got up and asked her to suck his penis. She got down on her knees and started sucking his cock. Cum was dripping out of her pussy. It was thick and white, like a milkshake. The amount of cum that was dripping out of her pussy, almost felt like he pumped more than a liter of cum in her.

She sucked his penis clean. Seeing all of that cum and juices of my mother was arousing me. Then he placed her on the bed and licked her vagina clean. She was red like a tomato. After that, the guy got up and went to the shower. My mom got under the sheets and went to sleep.

Wait for part 2

Hey Guys, I’m Sulekha. I’m a widow. I’m 50 years old and am a single mother of 25 kids. Today’s story happened many years ago when I was still a young woman.

The Main Story:

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh,” I moaned. I sat on the windowsill, my legs spread wide. My back pressed against the glass of the window as Rakesh. He was a fellow teacher at the institute where I taught as well, drilled my horny slut pussy.

“Fucking you is such a pleasure,” Rakesh remarked. His dark dick moved in and out of my pussy. His hands squeezed my breasts like they were a soft toy. “Makes me feel like I’m fucking a foreigner.”

“Ahhh… ahhh… I’m not a foreigner… ahhh,” I retorted between moans.

Throughout my life, I’ve been mistaken as a foreigner. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. My mixed-race genes do give out the impression that I’m a foreigner.

“Yeah.” Rakesh grinned like a hungry bastard. “But you are still enough for the fulfilment of my fantasy of fucking a foreign woman.”

“Ahhh… ahhh… I’m way more than enough for anyone’s fantasy,” I winked. I leaned back and allowed more room for my legs to open up.

The phone rang in the drawing room.

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… let me take the call… ahhh,” I urged.

“My call is more important than that call,” Rakesh replied. His teeth gritted, and his gaze fixed on my pussy. His hands had moved down to my waist.

The call died, and Rakesh upped his pace. His fat, round belly smashed against my pregnant one. I was 6-months pregnant at the time. Though I didn’t exactly know who the father of the child was. But, given the track, it was either one of my fellow teachers or one of my students.

“Ahhh… fuck me… fuck me… yes… yes… yes… fuck me… fuck me,” I moaned louder.

“Fuck yes… fuck you, Sulekha,” Rakesh grunted. He was on the edge. I could feel his cock tightening inside me.

Just then, the phone rang again.

This time, I used my legs to push him away. Rakesh shot his load all over the wall next to the widow. He wanted to shoot it inside me, but the phone call got in the way of his desire. He was angry, but I kissed him and promised to make it up.

Emerging into the drawing room, I sat on the sofa and picked the phone off the cradle. This was back when mobile phones weren’t available. Landlines were the staple of every household.

“Hello,” I said into the phone just as Rakesh emerged from the room. Cum dripped out of his limp dick.

“Hey. How are you?” a familiar voice asked from the other side. I recognised it immediately. It was my childhood friend, Maya.

“Hey!” I said cheerfully. Rakesh walked over to the sofa and dropped to his knees on the floor. “I’m doing good. How are you?” I said to Maya.

Rakesh spread open my legs and buried his head between my thighs. His tongue tasted my wet pussy lips while his hands squeezed my boobs hard. Yes, I was naked on the sofa.

Rakesh continued to lick my pussy while I was on the phone.

“I have a news for you. I’m getting married,” Maya said animatedly.

“That’s so amazing! When’s the date?” I asked, being happy for my best friend. I reclined on the sofa as Rakesh climbed behind me. He lifted my right leg and set my heel on the sofa’s backrest. Rubbing some saliva on his cock, he pushed it inside my pussy.

“The date hasn’t been finalised yet. But my parents have agreed upon the groom. And his family has also agreed to the wedding,” Maya replied. “And, I want to let you know, you’ll be performing all the rituals of the bride’s sister,” she added excitingly.

“I would have killed you if you hadn’t let me,” I said teasingly. Rakesh slowly drilled my pussy.

Maya only had brothers and no sisters, so she always saw me as a sister. That feeling was mutual.

But, as Rakesh continued fucking me, I had to cut my conversation with Maya short. I was getting warmed up from getting railed. I didn’t want Maya to listen to the moans I was trying to suppress.

1 year later:

On the sofa in my drawing room, I sat in Kuldeep’s lap, hopping on his dick. He suckled the milk from my boob while I rode his shaft and sucked Rohan’s cock. Rohan stood behind the sofa, moaning as he felt my tongue licking every inch of the tip of his dick.

Rohan and Kuldeep were my students. Back in those days, I used to provide them with home tuition. And, if my students did well in their exams, they would get to enjoy the treat of my pussy. And those two did excel in their exams.

Rohan pulled his dick out of my mouth. “Oh… fuck,” I moaned.

“You like my cock, ma’am,” Kuldeep said. His hands spread my asscheeks wide, and his dick drilled my wet pussy hard.

“Yes… yes… yes… yes… yes,” I cried as I hopped on his cock.

I got off his lap after Kuldeep had finished inside me. He was wearing a condom, so the load remained in it. He slapped my ass as I scooted over.

I lay on the sofa, positioned my head on the handrest, and spread my legs wide open. One heel rested on the sofa’s backrest and the other on the floor. Rohan scooted around and sat between my legs.

“Juicy as always,” Rohan remarked, slapping my pussy.

“Fruits and pussies are always delicious when juicy,” I replied, winking.

“You always come up with great lessons, ma’am,” he said, chuckling.

“Remember to put the condom on,” I reminded.

“Let’s just go raw. I’d love to cum inside you,” Rohan pleaded, making a sorry face.

“I had a baby a few months back. I don’t want to get pregnant this quick again,” I replied, “It took me a lot of effort to get this flat belly back,” I ran my hand along my belly.

After putting on a condom, he slowly guided his dick inside my pussy. His shadow cast over as we kissed. His slow thrusts massaged the inside of my pussy with great prowess.

Just then, the phone rang. I broke off the kiss to pick up the receiver. Rohan continued to plough my baby-making hole slowly. It was Maya on the line.

“How are you? How’s the wedding preparations going?” I asked excitedly.

“They are going great. And it’s regarding the wedding that I called you,” Maya replied. Rohan licked my nipples as he rammed my pussy.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned.

“You seem more excited than me,” Maya joked. She didn’t recognise my moaning tone. It was a good thing. In the eyes of Maya and her family, I was a cultured woman and not the whore I was for real. They didn’t quite know about my sexual exploits.

“Oh… I am… hmmm,” I said with a suppressed moan.

“Good. Because I need your help,” said Maya. “I need you to accompany my would-be husband to the house he and I will live in after our marriage. Since you know me as well as your own shadow, I was hoping you could help him remodel the house the way I’d like it.  I can’t go with him as we aren’t allowed to see each other before the wedding ceremony. So, I want you,” she added.

“Oh… I will… I will,” I moaned.

“Great. Let me ask him the date when he is free to go. After confirming, I’ll call you back. Thanks! Bye!” he said excitedly and hung up.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… yeah… fuck me,” I moaned loudly, putting the receiver back on the cradle. “Fuck me, Rohan… fuck your teacher harder, son… fuck me harder, please,” I cried.

“Oh, ma’am, you’re the best teacher a student could ask for,” Rohan said, biting my nipple gently. Kuldeep came around, waving his cock. He placed the tip on my lips. I opened my mouth, grabbed his balls gently, and took the whole stick in.

6 weeks later:

Saurav, Maya’s fiance, arrived at my gate around 8 in the morning. As he generously loaded my luggage in the back of the car, I embraced my kids before leaving.

“He looks quite handsome,” my sister commented as I hugged her. She had come over to look after my kids in my absence.

“Yeah, he is,” I agreed, smiling.

“You’re going to fuck him, aren’t you?” my sister remarked teasingly.

“He’s going to be Maya’s husband,” I protested, whispering so Saurav couldn’t hear us.

“As if that’s going to stop you from getting railed by a handsome stud,” said my sister matter-of-factly, “we were raised by the same mother under the same roof. I know how big of a whore you are. His cock will enter your pussy before sunrise tomorrow. I can guarantee that.”

“I’ll call you when we reach the place,” I said, cutting the conversation short. I climbed into the car, and we drove off.

After three hours of long drive, Saurav pulled over to the side. The road passed through the middle of nowhere. On either side, there were long stretches of farms.

Saurav hopped out. He rounded the car and stepped off the road. In the side mirror, I saw him unzipping his pants and whipping out his dick to pee. Man, his size was big. It looked big even in the mirror.

I bit my lower lip while my gaze was fixed upon his toll. My nipples hardened as a surge of current ran through my spine. My mouth felt dry. And for a moment, I touched my pussy.

We arrived at our destination at 6 in the evening. The sun had started to go down, but there was still long before the light faded. The house was in a new locality that wasn’t fully inhabited.

Empty plots of land surrounded it. The boundary wall was barely 3 feet tall. Thankfully, there was a streetlamp right across.

Inside, it was empty. There was no furniture, not even a bed. Though the walls were painted, I knew Maya wouldn’t like the colour. I tried to flick on the fan, but the switch did not work.

“We had the connection temporarily disconnected as no one lived here,” Saurav said, “I’ll get it back up tomorrow morning. I’ll also look for painters as well.”

“You do have the water supply, though?” I inquired.

“Yes,” he replied, chuckling.

“All that is left for us to worry about–is dinner,” I pointed.

“We can go to a restaurant,” He suggested.

“Let’s just have it packed and have the dinner here. In the front lawn, under the moonlight,” I replied.

“It sounds a bit romantic,” Saurav teased.

“Well, Saali aadhi gharwali hoti hai (A sister-in-law is like a half-wife),” I winked.

We returned to the house at around 9 p.m. with our dinner. While Saurav spread out the mattresses on the front lawn, I decided to take a quick bath.

Thankfully, there were a lot of candles in the house.

I took 2 of them into the bathroom with me. Thankfully, there was a bucket and water in the taps. After bathing, I scrambled through my luggage, settling on a crop top and shorts. I debated between wearing a bra and panty or not. In the end, I decided upon the latter.

While having our dinner on the front lawn, we talked and teased. At first, we joked. Then, the conversation drifted towards Maya. Saurav wanted to know what she liked and disliked.

Then, the conversation moved to us. I asked about his personal life, even making him spill the beans on his past relationships, and he asked about my life.

“You have a lot of children,” Saurav remarked.

“Yes, I do,” I said casually.

“Your husband needs to find a job,” he joked. I stayed quiet.

Yes, I used to be married during that time. But my children weren’t from my husband. My marriage was a marriage of arrangement. My husband was gay. To avoid public scorn and scrutiny, he married me.

Behind the veil of marriage, he continued his relationship with his boyfriend. I was allowed to fuck whomever I wanted. He even treated my children as if they were his, despite that not being the case. He was a great man.

“Your kids look like foreigners. And so do you,” Saurav pointed out.

“My grandmother was a white American lady,” I replied quickly. It was just the half-truth, though. While my grandmother was an American, most of my kids came from non-Indian men.

“Judging by your looks, she must have been a hot lady,” Saurav commented. I blushed, tucking a strand behind my ear. “A sister-in-law is like a half-wife,” he muttered.

“Yeah,” I chuckled, “It’s an old saying.”

“And what does one get by having a half-wife,” he said teasingly.

I caught his hint instantly. Wearing a big smile, I crawled towards him and sat in his lap. His hands wrapped around my waist as I leaned in to kiss him. His fingers moved up my spine. I felt his dick getting hard inside his pants. Our tongues collided as we kissed with an unmatched passion.

I began grinding his crotch with my hips as his hands reached the hem of my top. I threw my arms up, letting Saurav remove my top. His eyes widened with excitement upon witnessing my big round boobs. He squeezed them between his fingers and gently licked them wildly.

He then wrapped his lips around my nipples. I felt milk gush through my nipples as he sucked. I stood up and offered him my hand, helping him pull himself up. I got down on my knees and undid his pants. As I pulled his underwear down, I gasped in shock.

His cock was massive. It wasn’t just big, as I saw in the mirror earlier. It was thick as well. There was a gap between the tip of my finger and thumb when I wrapped my fingers around his tool. I smiled and winked at him before curling my lips around it.

It almost choked me. And even then, I couldn’t completely fit it all in my mouth. I gagged on his shaft, licked it from tip to stem, and even sucked on his heavy manly balls. I also kept jerking his dick off while I sucked his balls.

He cum in my mouth in heaps. I opened my mouth to show him his load before swallowing it. His shirt had gone, and I saw the divine view of his gym-fit body. With those abs and that puffed chest, he looked like some Greek god.

He gently pulled me up and walked me towards the porch. I sat on the steps, my elbows resting on the concrete floor. Leaning back, I kicked my heels out. Saurav grabbed the band of my shorts and pulled them right off.

I spread my legs. Saurav used his thumbs to massage my clit and open up my pussy. His tongue pushed past my pussy lips and licked the inside of my hole. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, allowing myself to feel the wetness of my best friend’s future husband.

“Oh fuck… No one has eaten my pussy like that,” I muttered.

“You liked that, huh,” he said, biting my pussy.

“Ouch,” I exclaimed. He pulled his head up, winked, and returned to licking my pussy. “Oh baby… oh baby… oh baby,” I moaned.

“You like that, Sulekha?” Saurav asked,

“Oh yes… oh yes… I like it… I like it a lot.”

“I’ve never tasted a better pussy before,” he muttered.

“Oh, baby… oh, yeah… then why don’t you pound that pussy and find out how good it is,” I pleaded. “Pound that pussy, baby. Pound it now. I can’t hold back anymore.”

He pulled his head up. His mouth was coated with my pussy juice. I readjusted myself on the steps, making my pussy as open as possible. Saurav moved closer, his dick erect. Setting the tip on the hole’s opening, he slowly pushed it in.

I gasped.

My pussy was getting stretched in a way I had never experienced before. Multiple white foreign men had entered me before, but even they didn’t have a dick as big as Saurav’s. It was the biggest dick I have had till that point. And his being a pure Indian made it even sexier.

Saurav leaned over, casting a massive shadow on me. The radiance of his smile matched mine as our faces drew nearer. With his slow and rhythmic movements, his tool ploughed my hole as he locked into another passionate kiss.

He kissed my neck, slowly moving down to my breasts. I let out a silent sigh as he bit my nipples softly.

“Oh yes… yes… it feels so good… you feel so good… oh fuck yes… your cock is amazing.”

“Your pussy is nothing short of astonishing as well,” he replied, slipping his arms underneath me.

In one single movement, he picked me right off the floor. I wrapped my legs around him, hopping on his cock as he held mid-air in his tight grip.

“Fuck yes… fuck yes… fuck yes,” I moaned, my fingers running down his biceps. I could feel the cuts of his arms with my fingers. If there was a man on earth worthy of being a father, then it was he, I said in my head.

And in that split second, I decided to bear his first child. I could not become his wife but I could give him his first child.

Saurav carried me towards the boundary wall, his cock drilling my pussy as we crossed the lawn. As my feet touched the blades of grass, he asked me to turn around and bend over the wall.

I obliged.

Pushing my ass out, I spread my legs apart. My breasts dangled over the wall like melons hanging from a tree. He massaged my wet pussy with his fingers before shoving in his cock. He pulled my hair back and began pounding my pussy. This time, hard.

“Oh yes… oh yes… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me,” I moaned loudly. I didn’t know how far my moans travelled. But thankfully, there was no one around to hear them. The entire road was empty, and there were no neighbours.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck… what a pussy,” Saurav grunted.

“Oh yes, baby… oh yes… you like that pussy, baby… you like that pussy!?”

“Yes, I want this pussy… I want to bang this pussy for the rest of my life,” Saurav said, breathing fast.

“You can fuck my pussy anytime you want, Saurav. My pussy belongs to you… yes… it’s yours… it’s yours,” I cried as his dick pummeled my hard.

My boobs bounced with each thrust like they were basketballs. With each passing moment, his speed grew faster, and my moans grew louder.

“Fuck me… fuck… fuck… fuck me… yes… yes… fuck me… yes.”

“You like it… you like it, Sulekha!?”

“Yes, Saurav… yes… ahhhh. I love it… fuck me like that… keep fucking me like that… yes.” He picked up more pace. “Oh yes… oh yes… fuck me, baby… fuck me… fuck me dry… fuck me hard… fuck me like that… Keep going, Saurav… keep going…don’t stop… keep going… Keep fucking me,” I said repeatedly.

Saurav let go of my hair. With a couple of more hard pushes, his cock exploded inside my pussy, firing his hot cum deep inside me. As he pulled out, I turned around and dropped to my knees. I took his slightly limped dick and began licking his baby-making juice off it.

We stayed at that house for two weeks. During the day, we oversaw the refurnishing of the house. And during the night, I spread my legs open for my best friend’s husband’s dick to plant his seed in my womb.

We fucked every evening and every night. And we always did it on the front lawn. For some reason, fucking out in the open, under the starry sky, excited of us. It brought a different side out of me. And he would cum inside me every time.

Eventually, getting me pregnant. Though, I didn’t tell him the good news right away. After all, special news like that deserves a special date to be delivered.

So, guys, that is the first part of my story. I’ll be eagerly waiting for your feedback. You can contact me on my ID [email protected] and let me know your views on this story. I’ll be back soon with the next part of the story. Until then, take care. Buh-bye!

Owi’s voice was soft but tinged with a mischievous edge. She whispered, “Daddy, I want something more kinky.” Her fingers traced idle patterns on my chest, her eyes locked onto mine with a hunger that made my pulse quicken.

She was lying naked beside me, her body still glistening from the sweat of our last encounter. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. “I want you to try BDSM on me. Fuck me like a maniac. I want to feel like I’m yours completely.”

I raised an eyebrow, my heart pounding at her words. BDSM? This was new territory for us, and yet the way she said it, with such confidence and desire, made it impossible to resist.

I cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing over her lower lip. “Are you sure, baby girl? You know I’ll never hurt you—not in a way you don’t want.”

She nodded eagerly, her eyes wide and pleading. “Yes, Daddy. I want it. I want you. I trust you.” Her voice was breathless, and she shifted closer to me, her lips brushing against my ear as she added, “And, I want you to call my best friend, Varsha. Let’s wear masquerade masks. I want her to watch us.”

My breath caught in my throat. Varsha. Owi’s best friend, a girl I’d seen only in passing but never spoken to. The idea of involving someone else, even if just as a spectator, was undeniably thrilling. I could feel the heat pooling in my groin as Owi’s words sank in, her boldness igniting something primal in me.

I kissed her deeply, my hand tangling in her hair as I pulled her closer. “Okay, baby girl. Let’s do it. But remember, you can stop anything, anytime. Just say the word.”

She smiled against my lips, her body trembling with excitement. “I won’t stop, Daddy. I want this. I want you.”

We spent the next hour preparing. Owi dug through her closet and pulled out a sleek, black masquerade mask adorned with intricate silver designs.

She handed me a matching one, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she helped me secure it in place. The masks added an air of mystery, a barrier that somehow made the moment feel even more illicit.

I grabbed my phone and opened the video call app, my fingers hesitating over Varsha’s name. Owi leaned against me, her breath warm against my neck. “Do it, Daddy,” she urged, her voice low and seductive.

I pressed the call button, and after a few rings, Varsha’s face appeared on the screen. She was lounging in what looked like her bedroom, her long hair tied up in a messy bun.

“Owi?” she asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. “What’s going on? Why are you both wearing masks?” Her voice trailed off as she noticed the masks, her eyes widening slightly.

Owi stepped into view, her body clad in a sheer black lingerie set that left little to the imagination. She smiled, her voice dripping with mischief. “Hey, Varsha. We wanted you to join us for something special.”

Varsha’s mouth dropped open, her cheeks flushing crimson. “What the— Owi, are you serious?”

Owi nodded, her confidence unwavering. “Completely serious. Daddy and I are about to have some fun, and we want you to watch.”

Before Varsha could respond, I pulled Owi into my arms, my lips capturing hers in a searing kiss. She moaned softly, her body melting against mine as I deepened the kiss, my hands roaming over her curves. I could feel Varsha’s shocked silence on the other end of the call, but I didn’t care. Owi’s body was all that mattered now.

I broke the kiss and whispered into Owi’s ear, “Get on the bed, baby girl. On your knees.”

She obeyed instantly, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself on her knees, her back to me. I grabbed the silk scarf we’d set aside earlier and tied her hands behind her back, the soft fabric contrasting with the firmness of my touch. Owi shivered as I tightened the knot, her breath hitching in anticipation.

“Do you trust me, Owi?” I asked, my voice low and commanding.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

I trailed my fingers down her spine, savouring the way her skin prickled beneath my touch.“Good girl,” I growled, my hand coming down firmly on her ass in a sharp spank.

She gasped, her body jolting at the sudden sting, but her moan of pleasure immediately followed. “More, Daddy,” she begged, her voice trembling with need.

I obliged, my hand striking her again and again, the sound of each spank echoing through the room. Her skin flushed a deep red, and her moans grew louder, more desperate. “Please, Daddy, more.”

I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re mine, Owi. All mine. And tonight, I’m going to take you like never before.” She shivered at my words, her body trembling with anticipation.

I stepped back and grabbed the leather collar we’d prepared earlier. It was simple yet elegant, a symbol of her submission to me.

I fastened it around her neck, the buckle clicking into place with a finality that made her whimper. “This is mine,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the edge of the collar. “And so are you.”

Owi nodded, her voice barely audible. “Yes, Daddy.”

My cock throbbed with need as I climbed onto the bed behind her, my hands gripping her hips firmly. I didn’t waste any time, aligning myself with her entrance and pushing into her in one swift motion. She cried out, her body arching as she took me in fully, her walls clenching tightly around me.

“Fuck, Daddy!” she moaned, her voice filled with raw pleasure.

I began moving, my thrusts deep and relentless, each one driving her closer to the edge. Her moans filled the room, mingling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin.

I reached around her, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing in firm, circular motions. She whimpered, her body trembling as her orgasm built.

“Look at the phone, Owi,” I commanded, my voice harsh with need. “Look at Varsha.”

She lifted her head, her eyes locking onto the screen where Varsha sat, her face a mixture of shock and arousal. Owi smiled, her voice breathless. “Do you see, Varsha? This is what I needed. This is what I wanted.”

Varsha’s mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. Her face flushed, eyes glued to the screen as she watched us. I could see the way her chest rose and fell rapidly, the way her fingers twitched as if she wanted to touch herself but didn’t dare.

I focused my attention back on Owi, my thrusts growing faster and harder. Her moans turned into screams as her orgasm overtook her, her body convulsing wildly as she came around my cock. I let out a low growl, my release following shortly after as I spilt inside her, my body shaking with the intensity of it.

As we both came down from our high, Owi turned her head to look at Varsha, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and triumph. “Did you enjoy the show, Varsha?” she asked, her voice teasing.

Varsha stammered, her face bright red. “I… I don’t know what to say.”

Owi giggled, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. “You don’t have to say anything. Just know that this is what I’ve been missing. And now, I’ve found it.” She turned to me, her eyes softening. “Thank you, Daddy.”

I pressed a kiss to her forehead, my heart swelling with affection. “You’re welcome, baby girl.”

Before Varsha could respond, I ended the call, the screen going black as the connection was severed. Owi looked at me, her eyes filled with adoration. “That was incredible, Daddy. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be so vulnerable. To give myself to you completely. And now, I know.”

I kissed her deeply, my hands tenderly undoing the scarf and collar that had bound her. “You were perfect, Owi. My perfect little girl.” She smiled, her eyes fluttering closed as she snuggled against me. “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, baby girl. Now, let’s clean up and get some rest. You’ve had a long night.”

We did just that, the two of us moving through the familiar routine of cleaning up and getting ready for bed. But as I lay there with Owi in my arms, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. The look in Varsha’s eyes wasn’t just shock or arousal. It was something else entirely.

Something that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the woman in my arms. She was mine, and I was hers. And no matter what happened, I would always protect her. Always.

As we drifted off to sleep, the last thing I heard was Owi’s soft voice, barely audible in the darkness. “Goodnight, Daddy. I love you.” and then, silence. But it wasn’t the kind of silence that brought peace. It was the kind that made you wonder what was lurking just beyond the shadows, waiting to pounce.

And as I closed my eyes, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something, or someone, was watching us. Watching her. And that thought made me try to push it out of my mind. But it lingered like a shadow, growing darker with every passing second.

Who could it be? And what do they want? But before I could delve deeper into those thoughts, Owi’s soft snoring pulled me back to the present. I kissed her forehead and held her tighter, determined to protect her no matter what.

But as sleep finally claimed me, my dreams were filled with unsettling images, leaving me with more questions than answers. In the back of my mind, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Varsha was hiding something. Something that could change everything.

Hi guys, my name is Dheeraj. I’ve read so many stories here, so I thought of sharing one real story about myself this time. It goes back to just four months ago when I was on a trip to Dharamshala with my friends. We stayed in a hostel, and the first two days went by with us roaming around and doing stuff. On the end of the second day, we figured out that a new group of three girls and two boys had joined the hostel. They were all in their 20s, I’m 26, and the girl I’m going to talk about is 22.

We were in the common area, sharing what we do and other stuff with each other, but my eyes were stuck on Aditi. She was beautiful, with very sexy assets, a beautiful face, and was wearing a crop top, just sitting in front of our table. Her boobs were so big, trying to rip out of that top and come out. I was staring at them frequently, and she noticed it, but didn’t say anything. I was trying to make jokes so she would laugh, and her boobs were bouncing so beautifully. I was almost hard, and I think every member of the group was experiencing the same, but I think my intentions were more visible to her.

Also, in her group, there were two couples, and she was single, kind of third-wheeling with her friends, so she might be feeling FOMO. I just had these thoughts, and we went to sleep that night, nothing happened, but I was a bit confident with this and thought I had to make a move before my trip ends. I had two days, and she was going to stay for three days, but we would only get time to connect at night, so it was going to be tough, but I took the challenge.

The next day, we traveled the whole day, and in the night, we again reached the hostel common area. There, I saw her, this time with a black tight top stuck in her jeans, her boobs’ shape was so wildly visible from that. She was playing Jenga, and I wasted no time, sat beside her, and started playing with her. Our hands touched while playing, and after some rounds, I was trying to distract her to win, and in the process, I was scaring her and also pushing her from the side and taking a feel of her side boob. I was almost hard doing all that, and I won with all my tactics, and she was angry. She started beating me in a fun way, and I was enjoying it.

Then I stood up, and to protect myself, I tried running, and she also followed. We reached the balcony, and she hit me with two or three light punches. Then we stood there, watching the mountains and the moon together. She was mesmerized by seeing that, and I was seeing her and got lost. She saw me and asked me what I was looking at, and I boldly replied, “You.” She blushed for a second and then walked away. I knew she was also into me, but how to approach her? We had very little time, so we went back to our room to sleep that night also.

Around 1 am, I heard a hand patting my shoulder in my room. I turned, and I was shocked in the dim light. I was only able to see her face shining, and I was lost. She called my name two or three times, and then I got my senses back. She took me out into the corridor and said that her friends wanted to have sex, so they asked the hostel manager for a private room by giving some money, and she was alone in her room, so she was feeling scared.

So, I followed her to the room. She slept on her bed, and I tried to sleep on her friend’s bed, but she said no, you can’t. If they got to know somebody slept on their bed, they would become suspicious, and she didn’t want them to know that she was scared on their behalf. So, I asked where to sleep, and she said, “Sleep in my bed.” It was a double bed, but still small, kind of for one adult and one child. I didn’t resist much and slept. We were sharing one blanket, facing each other, and we talked. She asked me why there was no girl in my group, and I said we were all single, not having a girlfriend, so there’s nothing we could do.

I asked the same, like why she didn’t have a boyfriend, and she said she had one before this trip, but they broke up, and to lighten her mood, her friends took her to this trip. After some talks, we tried sleeping. Due to the less space, our legs or hips kept touching. My cock was also hard, knowing she was sleeping beside me. At one moment, my cock touched her hip, and she noticed and said, “Someone is horny.” I was shocked hearing that, and I replied hesitantly, “Yeah, it’s night time, and you are so beautiful, so it’s just normal behavior.” So, she turned so fast toward me, didn’t give me time, and my cock directly got in touch with her pussy. She asked, “Am I that beautiful?” I said, “Yes, from the first day, I have a kind of crush on you, and you must have noticed that also.” She said, “Yeah, I knew it, but you never said it until now. I also like you.”

Hearing that, I got excited, grabbed her waist, and asked, “Really?” She nodded, and I took her lips and started kissing her. She also supported me, and we played with tongues, and we did that for 10 minutes. I was rubbing my cock on her pussy, and when we stopped, she was about to remove her top, but I stopped and said, “I don’t have a condom.” She said, “My friends might have one,” and she checked but didn’t find any.

I was not ready to have sex without protection with a girl I just met. She understood it, and due to the couple’s paradise mountains, we knew some medical shops would have been open that late also. So, we wore some warm clothes and got out. On our way, to keep ourselves warm, we were just holding each other. I was grabbing her big ass at times and was also kissing in between. My cock was so hard in that cold.

Before going out of the hostel, we reached her friends’ private room, and there, we heard the noise of moaning and screaming of having a hard fuck. We were aroused, and from the window, we were watching. Suddenly, I saw her grabbing my cock and starting to jerk me off, seeing her friend getting fucked in the corridor only. Hopefully, there was nobody there. After that, she pulled my cock from the top and gave me a handjob, so it was so great. I also inserted my hand in her pajama and played with her pussy. We forgot about condoms and were playing with each other and watching her friends fucking.

Suddenly, she went on her knees and started sucking my cock. I was scared, what if someone saw us, but I was so aroused. After some point, I lost myself and started moaning. After 5 minutes of blowjob, my cum started flowing, and she drank it all. We thought we had a bigger task of fucking, so we again proceeded towards the medical shop. It was 2 am, but we were hopeful of getting some shop to be open. After some shops, we found one, but we were scared to go and ask for one this late.

So, I only went inside and asked for it, and I got it. The medical guy didn’t ask much; I think he understood or had many kinds of encounters like this. I got out, and she was excited that we got it. She was surprised, seeing me having a whole packet, and asked, “What are you going to do with me today, that you took a whole packet?” showing that she was scared. I said, “Let’s see.”

On our way, inside her shawl, I was playing with her boobs, pinching her nipples. She was moaning, and two guys passing by us noticed her voice and gave a smile to me. So, I stopped, as it’s not good to be noticed in an empty road this late. We reached our room finally, and it was so cold outside. We just hugged each other for 2-3 minutes, and my cock was again hard after that hug. Then, we started kissing each other for 5 minutes, played with her neck, kissing her neck, arms, and everywhere.

I was playing with her boobs from above, as she was not wearing any bra. They were so soft and big. I removed that top also, and now her boobs were fully out. I started sucking on them, and she was moaning also, playing with my cock from above my pajama. I bit her nipples, left some marks on her boobs, and she was so aroused. Her nipples were getting very hard, and I was enjoying it. I sucked on them for some time, and then I grabbed her ass, pressing that, and kissing her for some time. She also pulled my cock outside, and I removed my pajama and T-shirt. I was fully naked, and she started kissing my whole body from top to bottom till my cock.

Then, she started playing with my balls, took them in her mouth, and started giving me another blowjob. I was about to release, so I stopped her, and she understood it. Then, we got to bed, and I removed her pajama, panties, and started sucking her pussy. I pushed my tongue inside her, and she was moaning so hard. She almost gave up with an orgasm, and I could drink all the cum she released.

It was time for the fucking. She pulled out a condom, placed it on my dick, and I started caressing her pussy with my dick. Suddenly, I put my top inside her, and she gave a very big moan. I got excited and pushed my whole 8-inch dick inside her. She said, “Dheeraj, it’s so big, how would I handle it?” But I didn’t hear anything and kept pushing and fucking her. After some pain, she started enjoying it and saying, “Fuck me hard.” I kept fucking her in the missionary position and kissing her lips.

I was about to release, so I stopped and pulled my dick out and started playing with her boobs. I also turned her around in the doggy position, kissing her ass, and spanking it. She was enjoying it, and my hands’ marks were there. I pushed my two fingers in her ass, and she was moaning in pain. My dick was hard again to go, and before she noticed, I put my dick again in her pussy. She just screamed a moan, and we were now fucking in the doggy position.

I was doing my speed fast, and she was saying, “Fuck me hard” in all the pain, also screaming. She already got multiple orgasms, but was not done yet. I was also stopping myself from releasing to take full fun of her body. After some time, we switched positions, and she was going up and down on me. I was enjoying it, also saw her boobs bouncing in that position, and grabbed them and started pressing them. She was moaning so hard.

After 1 hour, I thought I couldn’t hold much. Still, I took my dick out, removed my condom, and saw her sucking my precum from it. I was so surprised seeing her that side, and I started jerking off and released my whole cum on her boobs and face. She also cleaned my dick by sucking the remaining cum, and we just slept after some kissing beside each other, naked. We slept till 4 am, and I noticed she was sucking my dick when I woke up. I was surprised; she was not done yet. She saw me and gave me a flirty smile.

I was hard again, but we didn’t have much time. We kissed and put on the condom and again started fucking. But we didn’t last long; I released in 20 minutes inside the condom only. She drank all from the condom, and we washed ourselves and wore our clothes back. We slept beside each other, kissing sometimes, till 5 am, and then I left from her room towards my room, giving a goodbye kiss.

After that, we didn’t get any chance to fuck. We started kissing in public, and our friends noticed it, but they didn’t know we had already fucked. We exchanged our numbers, and we live very far, so it’s kind of a long-distance relationship. We used to do sex chat or video call, but I am so restless to fuck her, and the same for her. But let’s see when we can do that again.

Aapne pichle part mein padha ki Tripti se shaadi ke baad lockdown laga, aur meri job chali gayi. Fir sasur ji bhi kuch paise ki gadbadi ke kaaran jail chale gaye. Main sab ke sath ek guest house mein shift ho gaya, aur wahan mera sex sasu mom se hua. Fir meri chhoti saali Rani se bhi chakkar chalne laga tha. Ab aage:-

Main aur meri saali Rani hum ab ek-doosre ke saamne nange the. Fir Rani ne mera lund dekha aur boli-

Rani: Wow jiju, aapka lund to kaafi mast hai. Bada bhi hai. Aaj to maza hi aa jayega.

Main: Haa meri jaan, ab ye tumhara hai. Apne hathon mein lo, aur pyar karo meri jaan isko.

Rani: Isko to main hatho mein loongi hi, aur pyar bhi karungi. Pehle iski mehak to lelu, aur ache se dekh to lu kitna pyara hai ye.

Main: Oh meri jaan, ab le bhi lo. Dekho kaise khada hai tumhare liye. Aur ek tum ho jo hath mein bhi nahi le rahi ho bechare ko.

Rani: Haa le rahi hu. (Hath mein lekar dekhi) Itna garam hai ye to. Mere poore hath mein aa bhi nahi raha hai.

Fir lund par apni mutthi poori tight karke zor-zor se hilane lagi.

Main: Haa aise hi karo. Haa meri lund ki gotiyon ko sehlao meri jaan.

Rani thodi jhuk kar lund ki topi ko jeebh se chaatne lagi, aur dekhi ki jiju aankh band karke aahh ahh kar rahe the. Wo sochi ki Tripti didi ka jootha aaj uske muh mein tha.

Main: Aahhh Rani, chooso isko. Tum mujhe bahut pasand ho Rani.

Aur main ek dhakka laga diya Rani ke muh mein, aur lund poora andar tak chala gaya. Rani ke muh se nikla aahhhh hmmm nikla. Uske muh mein ek hi baar mein lund jaate hi saanse ruk si gayi, aur lund poore gale tak ghus chuka tha. Maine Rani ke baalon ko pakad kar lund uske muh mein chodna shuru kar diya.

Main: Aah meri Rani, poora muh mein lo lund. Aur andar tak lo, choos lo poora mera lund.

Ye sab kuch 5 minutes tak hi chala hoga. Fir maine lund baahar nikala to wo thook aur muh ki raal se geela ho kar chamak raha tha. Maine Rani ko bed par litaya, aur usko lip kiss karne laga. Uske muh mein jo mere lund ka swaad tha, wo mere hi muh mein aa raha tha.

Fir uske gale ko kiss karke uske boobs par aaya, aur muh mein boobs lekar choosne laga. Uske nipple poore kadak ho chuke the, aur wo mere sar par hath fer rahi thi. Wo mere muh ko boobs par daba rahi thi.

Main fir uski nabhi ko chaatne ke baad uski chut par aaya. Chut bilkul uski badi behan ki jaisi hi thi. Uski chut dekhne se lag raha tha, ki wo kuwari nahi thi. Maine chut ke andar ek ungli dali, aur andar-baahar karne laga.

Rani: Aaahhhh, ek aur ungli daal do Harsh jiju aaahhh sssss.

Main fir uske upar aa gaya, aur usne mera lund pakad kar chut ke muh mein laga diya.

Rani: Ab chod rahe ho ki nahi? Jaldi karo aur chodo mujhe.

Main: Tumhe dikhata hu ab chudai kise kehte hai. Jitni tadap hai tumhare andar, sab baahar kar doonga.

Fir maine ek zor ka shot chut mein laga kar lund ko ek hi baar mein andar daal diya.

Rani: Ohhhh, ye acha nahi kiya. Ek hi baar mein kon daalta hai aaahh uffffff saale harami!

Main: Ab mera lund khao tum.

Rani: Aahhh! Aap meri chut ko faad hi doge.

Main Rani ke dono hatho ko pakad ke usko dekhte hue chod raha tha, aur wo bhi koi kam nahi thi. Saali kitno ka lund le chuki thi pata nahi.

Rani: Aaahhh aahhhh issssss mmm, haa ab theek hai, dheere-dheere karo thoda. Main poori raat hu aapke paas. Oh shit, main jhad rahi hu. I am cumming!

Main: Itni jaldi kaise jhad gayi tum? Abhi to poori raat baaki hai.

Rani: Oh Harsh jiju, karte raho, par mere andar mat daalna apna paani. Aaahhh maza aa raha hai. Haa ab aur tez chodo mujhe, aur tez karo, haa aahh ufffff meri chut fatt gayi hai.

Main: Ab tum doggy ban jao. Main tumhe peeche se chodunga.

Rani: Haa lo main ban gayi aapki kutiya. Ab chodo mujhe kutte ki tarah.

Main: Ab batata hu kutta aadmi kya karta hai.

Rani: Oh wow.

Main: Mujhe kutta bologi.. Tumhe to main batata hu kon kutta hai, aur kutta kaise chodta hai.

Rani: Haa to dikhao na. Main bhi to dekhu.

Main: Ab tujhe dikha hi deta hu.

Aur main uski kamar pakad kar lund ko gaand ke chhed par set karke ek dhakka laga diya.

Rani: Aaahhh, ye kya kar rahe ho, gaand mein nahi?

Main: Mere ek dhakke se lund gaand ko faad kar ek inch tak andar chala gaya.

Rani: Jo bhi karo, bas gaand mein mat daalo apna lund.

Main: Acha to tum apni chhoti si gaand ke liye darr rahi ho, ki wo fatt na jaye.

Rani: Aahhhh ahh ufff dard ho raha hai, please mat karo.

Maine aur zor ka jhatka gaand mein lagaya, aur lund aadhe se bhi zyada andar chala gaya. Rani ki cheekh nikalne lagi. Lag raha tha ki aaj pehli baar gaand chudwa rahi thi.

Rani: Ohhh, ye acha nahi kiya aapne. Kitna ganda hai, aur dard ho raha hai mujhe. Aaahhh aahista karo, dard ho raha hai. Please ruk jao, nahi karo.

Main: Rukne ke liye thodi chod raha hu tumhe. Tum kadak maal ho meri jaan, aaahhh aaahhh lo aur lo, mera lund andar tak meri girlfriend ho na. Ab poora lund gaand mein lekar maza karo.

Rani: Aaahh aaahhhh aapne to gaand faad di meri. Ab karo, aur tez karo. Main jhadne wali hu.

Rani fir apni do ungliyan chut ke andar daal kar hilane lagi, aur main uski gaand maarte jaa raha tha.

Main: Maza aa raha hai mujhe tumhari ye chhoti si kassi hui gaand maarne mein. Aahhh jaan maza hi aa gaya aaj to.

Rani: Aahhh aisa kyun? Tripti didi ko nahi chodte kya aap? Unki gaand to aur bhi mast hogi na, itni zyada sundar jo hai wo.

Main: Aah, wo gaand abhi tak nahi di hai chodne. Ab to tumhari hi gaand maarunga aur Tripti se kahin zyada mast aur sexy maal ho tum meri saali sahiba.

Rani: Acha, main fir se jhad rahi hu aahhh! Main aur ruk nahi payi aur jhadne lagi.

Main: Main bhi jhadne wala hu. Aahh mera hone wala hai.

Aur main gaand mein se lund baahar karke Rani ke boobs ke beech lund rakh kar boobs chodne laga. Fir uske boobs par hi jhadne laga, aur apni saari lund ki malayi uske boobs ke upar gira di.

Rani: Harsh ke lund se itni zyada malayi nikli, ki wo malayi ko main apne boobs par masalne lagi, aur kuch boonde apni ungliyon mein lekar chaatne lagi. Jiju ne mujhe fir pakad liya, aur mujhe apne neeche daba kar body to body massage dene lage. Wo mere boobs buri tarah se dabane lage.

Rani: Ye dekh kar ek-dum se shocked thi, ki abhi hi to lund jhada tha. Aur fir se wo mujhe aise ragad rahe the. Par sach to ye tha ki Harsh jiju jo ab mera boyfriend tha unke neeche aa kar maza aa gaya tha.

Hum dono ki chudai poori raat chalti rahi, aur doosre din hum dono apne kaam mein lag gaye. Fir main ab sasur ji ke case ke baare mein sochne laga, aur fir se Gunjan se mila. Usne kaha ki bank jaa kar pata karu shayad kuch nayi baat pata chale.

Main bank gaya aur wahan mujhe Ridhi dikhi. Kya mast maal thi Ridhi. Height thodi kam thi, gori, patli-dubli ladki thi, aur boobs bade, kamar patli. Uska ek daant andar ki aur daba hua tha. Usne ek white colour ki shirt aur neeche ek pant pehni hui thi.

Main Ridhi ke cabin mein gaya, aur sasur ji ke baare mein baat karne laga. Mujhe zyada kuch to pata nahi chala, aur meri nazar baar-baar uske boobs par hi jaa rahi thi. Uske shirt ka upar ke button bhi khule hue the.

Fir Ridhi ne kaha ki wo help kar sakti thi agar uska ek kaam main karu to. Ridhi mujhe fir se ek fake Bank account khol kar usme galat tareeke se paise ka transaction karwane lagi, aur uske badle mein wo mujhe kuch paise dene lagi.

Ridhi badi chaalu ladki thi, aur ye silsila 15 din tak chalta raha. Fir usne ek badi amount ka transactions karne ko kaha, aur paisa bhi double se zyada dene ko kaha.

Par main taiyaar nahi hua, to wo mere aage ghutno mein baith gayi,naur lund ko sehlane lagi meri pant ke upar se hi. Aur fir boli-

Ridhi: Mujhe pata hai tumhe main pasand hu, aur mere ye boobs ko tum hatho mein lena chaahte ho.

Agar tum mera kaam karte raho, to main tumhari help karungi, aur jo tumhe chahiye wo bhi doongi. Main fir uska wo bada amount ka transaction karne laga, aur ab badle mein paise ke sath wo mera lund choosti, aur apne boobs mujhe dabane deti.

Ek din main Ridhi ki chut choos raha tha, ki usne kaha: Tumhare sasur ji ko bhi chut choosna pasand tha, aur wo to itne bade kameene the ki unhone ek aur shaadi kar rakhi hai.

Ye sun kar main shocked ho gaya. Fir Ridhi se ache se poochne se pata chala ki unki ek aur biwi thi aur uski 2 betiyan bhi thi. Ab mujhe ye bank ke paise kahan gayab the, ye pata karne ke sath sasur ji ki doosri biwi ka bhi pata karna tha.

Main ab aur bhi bade amount ka transaction karne laga, aur Ridhi ko trust mein lene laga. Fir ek din usne mujhe apne ghar bulaya. Main uske ghar gaya to pata chala wo ek divorced mahila thi.

Ridhi ke ghar par sirf Ridhi aur uski ek naukrani hi the. Mujhe uski naukrani ne chai nashta laa kar diya, aur Ridhi andar se baahar aayi to wo sirf ek long shirt mein thi. Usne neeche sirf ek panty pehni hui thi, aur upar se ek long shirt. Wo mere paas aa kar baith gayi aur mujhe lip kiss karne lagi.

Usne apni naukrani ko awaaz de kar wine ki bottle mangwayi, aur hum dono drink karne lage. Ye mauka mere liye acha tha ki sharab ke nashe mein Ridhi ke muh se aur bhi baat niklegi. Main usko zyada se zyada pilane laga, aur uski shirt khol di. Wo ab sirf bra aur panty mein mere paas sofe mein baithi thi, aur usne meri bhi shirt kholi, aur meri chhaati mein hath ferne lagi.

Ridhi: Tumhari ye chhaati ke ghunghrale baal mujhe ache lag rahe hai. Tumhari saanse mere hath lagane se hi upar-neeche hone lagi hai Harsh.

Main ek aur hard pack Ridhi ke liye banaya, aur usko pilane laga. Sath hi uski bra ko bhi khol di, aur uske boobs ko muh mein lekar choosne laga.

Ridhi: Meri panty kholo na, aur neeche ka chooso.

Ridhi nashe mein ho chuki thi. Main fir neeche gaya aur uski panty ko kheench kar, baahar nikaal kar, uski chut ko muh mein lekar choosne laga.

Main: Acha Ridhi ek baat batau? Mere sasur ji ki doosri biwi kaisi dikhti hai? Kya wo sundar aur hot hai? Aur uski betiyan kitni badi hai? Aur kya karti hai?

Ridhi: Wo logon ka naam lekar mera mood off mat karo. Main tumhare liye bata rahi hu. Wo hot aur sexy hai, isliye hi roz tumhare sasur ji PGD Road jaate the, aur apna paisa bhi uske upar hi barbaad kiya karte the.

Mujhe ab ye pata tha ki meri doosri sasu mom PGD Road par rehti thi. Par mujhe abhi aur bhi baat niklwani thi Ridhi se. Isliye mujhe ab Ridhi ko nashe ke sath sex se garam karna tha.

Maine fir apni jeebh uski chut ke chhed par laga kar chaatne laga, aur uski chut ke daane ko jeebh aur daant ke beech lekar choosne laga.

Ridhi: Haa yahi daane ko apni jeebh se maslo Harsh. Aaahhh hhhhh ufffffffffffff haa aise hi jeebh ki ragad meri chut mein maza de rahi hai aaahhhh uff.

Fir Ridhi ek hath se mere sar ko chut mein dabane lage, aur ek hath mein mere wine ka glass tha.

Main: Ye tumhari chut ka paani bahut namkeen hai aahhhh.

Aur main uski chut ke chhed ke aur andar tak jeebh daal kar gol-gol ghumane laga.

Ridhi: Mujhe andar room mein le chalo Harsh.

Main Ridhi ko andar godi mein utha kar le gaya, aur usko bed par lita kar uske upar aa gaya.

Ridhi: Ohh, ab chodo mujhe apne lund se, aur meri chut ko shant kar do.

Maine Ridhi ka pairon ko apne kandhe par rakha, aur lund ko chut mein set karke ek dhakka laga kar lund ko chut mein daal diya.

Ridhi: Ahhhh you fucker, aahhh yess oh yes fuck me. Oh yes maza aa raha hai aaahhhh aaahhhh aur tez chodo mujhe yes fuck your girl. Aur fir Ridhi apni chut ko chudai karwate hue masalne lagi.

Mujhe bhi Ridhi ke sath jismani sambandh bana kar maza aa raha tha, aur main usko ache se chod raha tha. Fir maine uske ek pair ko kandhe se neeche gira diya, aur ek kandha par lekar chodne laga. Aisa karne se uski chut poori khul gayi thi.

Ridhi: Ufffff yess, aaah aah aur karo, aur andar tak dalo. Haa aur andar tak, meri bachhe-dani tak jaa raha hai tumhara lund.

Maine ab Ridhi ko ulti bed par lita diya, aur uske chuttad ke beech apna lund rakh kar lund chut mein daal kar chodne laga.

Ridhi: Aahhh dard ho raha hai, mujhe pair failane do. Please aise dard ho raha hai aaahhh aaahhhhh.

Main: Chudai mein thoda dard hona hi chahiye. Ab aise hi leti raho, aur apni chut chudwati raho. Ridhi ka jism akadne laga aur main samajh gaya ki wo jhadne wali thi.

Ridhi: Mera hone wala hai Harsh. I am cumming. Fuck me, itni jaldi nahi jhad sakti.

Aur fir Ridhi ki chut paani chhodhne lagi, aur Ridhi dheeli ho kar bed par nidhaal ho kar sone lagi.

Ridhi: You satisfied me. Tumne mujhe khush kar diya Harsh. Main itni zyada kabhi nahi chudi hu, aur aaj raat tum mere paas hi ruk jao.

Main apna lund ko apne hatho se hilane laga, aur ye dekh kar Ridhi boli-

Ridhi: Kya tum abhi bhi jhade nahi ho? Tumhara lund to bilkul khada aur tight hai.

Maine kaha: mera lund to sasur ji ki doosri biwi ke liye khada hai. Aur unki wo dono hot aur sexy betiyan jab mere lund par baithegi, to maza hi kuch aur hoga.

Ye bol kar maine socha ki dekhte hai ab Ridhi ka reaction.

To be continued…

Before starting the story, my name is Varshith (name changed). I am from Hyderabad. I am of an average height. But I am very fair in color and have a wheatish body with brown nipples and a pink asshole.

I was bored during my holidays and started anonymously chatting on a website. But I didn’t find any girls, and to my bad luck, I only got men. In a few days, I was so horny and bored that after texting for hours, I also wanted to have some fun. So I started mentioning myself as gay. People started asking me whether I was top or bottom. I didn’t know about these things at that time. So I explored for some time and thought to do the bottom.

After that, I had sex chats with many gay tops. They started showing me their dic pics and were scolding me, abusing me so that they would fuck me badly. I was disgusted at first, but then I started enjoying it. I wanted to see more dicks, and chat with more tops. I also watched a few gay porn videos.

Soon, I became an online whore. I started posting my ass pics and nudes to random tops, who just wanted to fuck me. Watching porn made me try new things. I was clipping my nipples and sending those pics to every top.

I started chatting just to pass the time, but I was addicted to that attention (Fun fact: Even now I am chatting with a top). Till then, I was afraid of putting things in my ass.

One day, I was too horny and was watching a sexy gay bottom getting banged like a dog. I wanted to experience it, but I didn’t know how. I was still not confident about meeting anyone, so I searched for a carrot, lubed it with Vaseline, and slowly inserted it into my male pussy.

It was hurting like hell, but I still tried. I let the carrot be like that for a few minutes. Now I was feeling relaxed. I started moving the carrot in and out of my asshole. Now I was feeling pleasure and continued doing it. It was burning, but I felt good. I started increasing the pace and started to masturbate at the same time. I cummed in a matter of minutes and this orgasm was the best orgasm of my life till then.

I started to do the same on video calls and expose my body to those horny tops and pleasuring myself. I was feeling ashamed and dirty but I guess I loved that feeling. This continued for many days.

I was stripping myself in front of unknown people and tempting them to touch their dick and start fapping. I was becoming a cheap whore and that’s what many tops loved calling me. Even I liked it. I might have sex chatted with more than 100 tops in a matter of one month.

Even I hosted many group fap sessions where I used to strip and start masturbating and pegging my man’s pussy with a carrot. And everyone used to shake their dicks and dedicate cum tributes to me. All this was making me want to go to the next level.

One day when I was doing the same, a guy suggested that I should do the same, but with a cucumber. The term cucumber made me hell scared because I knew they were too thick and long and it would destroy my ass completely. But I was convinced to fuck a cucumber.

Then I brought a medium-sized cucumber and lubed it up completely. I applied some extra lube in my asshole, just for safety. After that, I started to insert the cucumber inside my asshole. The tip went in and I was already in tears. It was hurting so much.

I couldn’t hold It in, so I removed the cucumber from my ass and told him that I couldn’t do it. But again he convinced me. This time even I was determined to do it. Then I again lubed the cucumber with Vaseline, my spit, and whatnot. Again, I started to insert it inside my ass.

This time, the tip went in easily as my ass was stretched already. Now I inserted it inside slowly. I was feeling so much pain. I wanted to die there, and I was crying in pain. My dick became limp and I sat there with a cucumber in my ass for more than 20 minutes. My ass muscles relaxed and I slowly started moving it. I could feel every muscle in my ass the experience was so sensual. I was feeling like I would cum without using my hand. But it was a wonderful experience that I wasn’t able to sit properly for 4 days.

I started exploring gay groups in telegram. Now I was finding more tops and was having fun with them regularly on videos and video chats. I started finding many new terms like a sissy, cd, master, slave, etc

Then I tried sissy. It was not that good, but one top wanted me to crossdress.  I stole my sister’s bra and panty and wore them in front of the camera for my horny top. He cummed twice to me. This made me feel so excited that I started doing cd more often.

I started stealing my sister’s used panties and bras, wore them at night, and threw them in the laundry every morning. I was craving for some real cocks. But I was still afraid and didn’t try to reveal my face or details to anyone.

I then tried being a slave and this was one of the best decisions I made. I slaved for so many masters. I loved being dominated by men and being controlled for everything by them. Even I sucked my own cock when a Dom asked me to.

I bathed in my own piss and did many things as a slave. I can write a whole new story on things I did as a slave. If anyone is interested, mail me. I will mention my email at the end of the story.

Then I started meeting people in real life and this is saved for part 2. Please send your valuable feedback to ([email protected]). I will post the next story based on your response. Yes, you can take my telegram for online fun. If anyone is reading just mail me

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Hey Guys, I’m Sulekha. I’m a widow. I’m 50 years old and am a single mother of 25 kids. Today’s story happened many years ago when I was still a young woman.

The Main Story:

3 months later

The bed squeaked with every movement. My boobs bounced, slapping against my ribs. I hopped up and down on his amazing dick.

“Yes, Daddy… fuck me, Daddy,” I moaned repeatedly, bouncing up and down.

I grabbed his thighs for balance as I arched my back and threw my head back, flipping my hair behind. His one hand slowly moved up towards my breasts while with the other, he massaged my clit as his cock ploughed my hole.

“May every man be so lucky to have a daughter like you,” he said between breaths.

Yes, I was riding my father. In fact, at that time, I already had two kids with him. Though when he first started fucking me, I didn’t know he was my Dad. By the time I uncovered the truth, I had already given birth to my first child with him.

“I just want to be my Daddy’s good girl. Am I a good girl, Daddy?” I said repeatedly, bouncing harder on his shaft.

“Yes, Rippi… you are my good girl… you are Daddy’s good girl,” Dad replied, smiling. His hands now rested around my waist. Rippi was my nickname. That’s what everyone in my family called me.

“Are you proud of me, Daddy… are you proud of me?”

“Yes, Rippi… I’m proud of you… yes, I’m proud of you.”

“Ahhh, Daddy…. ahhh… you like my pussy, Daddy… you like my pussy?” I asked, bouncing faster now.

“I love your pussy, Rippi.”

“Is my pussy better than Maa’s?” I asked teasingly.

“Ahhh… your pussy… ahhh… came from mine. It will never be better than mine,” Maa replied.

Maa was bent over the edge of the bed. Her face is closer to Dad’s. Her legs were open wide, and her pussy took the full thrust of Ajeet Uncle. He had his fingers wrapped around her hair, pulling it back. He rammed Maa’s pussy hard. Ajeet Uncle was Dad’s close friend. He fucked Maa whenever he was in town.

“You are the best I’ve ever fucked, Sangita,” Ajeet Uncle said, catching his breath between his words.

“I love taking your cock, Ajeet, fuck. I love your cock,” Maa moaned.

Dad grabbed Maa’s boob and pulled it closer. “Bring her closer. I want to suck my sister’s tits,” he said.

Ajeet Uncle grabbed Maa’s thighs. He lifted her off the ground and set her knees down on the bed. Maa’s boobs dangled over Dad’s face. He curled his lips around the nipple and suckled them one by one.

Yes, Maa and Dad were actually brother-and-sister. In fact, they were twins. In their later years, one night, they both got drunk. In their drunken state, they had sex. That night created me. Neither Maa nor Dad remembered that incident until I accidentally discovered the proof.

Dad had been married three times until that point. But none of his marriages lasted long. After his 3rd divorce, I found the truth and revealed it to both of them. After the truth came out, Maa and Dad decided to indulge in sex regularly. He even got her pregnant four more times.

“Fuck me… just like that,” Maa moaned. The bed rocked vigorously.

“Yes, Daddy… yes… yes… yes… do me like that, Daddy,” I said, hopping atop him. My boobs bounced with the rhythm four fucking.

Just then, the room door swung open, and Parth walked in. Parth was one of my half-brothers. Maa had him with Ajeet Uncle. But, unlike my other siblings, Parth lived with Ajeet Uncle, not us.

“Rippi Didi, I’ve arranged your luggage in the car,” he declared.

“Thank you…thank you,” I said in moans.

Dad let go of Maa’s boobs. Grabbing my waist, he stopped me from bouncing. He shifted away from Maa. I shifted along with him while staying on top. Once we had shifted to the other side, Dad grabbed my arms and made me fall on him.

We kissed passionately as his hands moved down to my ass. Grabbing my buttcheeks, he spread them open. His dick was still inside my pussy. “Come, Parth, and allow your Rippi Didi to thank you properly,” Dad said, massaging my asshole with his index finger.

Dad kept my head pinned against his. I couldn’t see what was happening behind me. A little while later, I felt Parth’s hand on my butt. I felt something wet on my asshole. Whether it was lube or spit, I didn’t know. But it was soon followed by Parth’s dick in my ass.

“Ahh,” I screamed.

“Why don’t you thank him now,” Dad said, smiling, holding my face in his palms, as Parth began ramming my asshole.

“Thank you, Parth, thank you,” I muttered repeatedly. Parth drilled my ass while my Dad ploughed my pussy.

“Welcome, Didi. Happy to help you anytime,” Parth said, pulling back my hair and slapping my buttcheeks.

He slipped his arms under me, wrapping them around my belly. Slowly, with his dick still drilling my ass, Parth lifted me off Dad. Dad’s cock slipped out of my pussy as I stood on the bed, bent over him.

My boobs dangled over Dad’s face. He lifted his hands to grab them as I pressed my hands against the wall for balance. Dad squeezed my boobs, making the milk squirt out of my nipples.

“Yes, Parth… fuck my ass… fuck my ass like that,” I moaned loudly. Below, Dad opened his mouth, letting my milk fill him up.

“I love you, Rippi Didi. You are the best,” Parth said, pulling my hair tight.

“I love you, too, Parth, my little brother.”

1 week later:

Standing in front of the mirror, I admired myself. The saree looked perfect. The day of Maya’s wedding had arrived. I had left my kids in the care of my Maa and Dad. I arrived in Maya’s city a week ago. My hands slowly caressed my belly, and a whisper escaped my lips, “Today, you’ll meet your Daddy.”

Yes, I was pregnant at that time. My pregnancy perfectly coincided with the time I had spent with Saurav. It was at the house where he and Maya would live after their marriage. Since he was the only man who had fucked me during that time, there was no doubt that he was the father of the baby in my womb.

The ‘jai mala’ ceremony was followed by long photo sessions. Once the guests had left, the bride and groom’s families sat down for dinner. But Saurav and Maya were stopped from doing so. They had to have their meal in their rooms.

A little while later, I was walking down the hallway towards Saurav’s room with a big glass of milk in my hand. Since Maya had no sister, I was tasked to perform all the rituals her sister needed to perform.

One of the rituals involved the bride’s hair being washed with milk. But only after the groom had drank half of that glass. Saurav’s room was way down the corridor. When I knocked, I was greeted with a broad grin. He surveyed the hallway with a sharp gaze before pulling me inside.

The force made the glass drop from my hand and land on the carpet below. Thankfully, the glass didn’t break, but the milk spilt out, wetting the carpet.

“Oh, shit,” I cussed, looking down at the glass.

“Don’t worry about it,” Saurav said, pulling me into his arms and kissing me. “I missed you so badly ever since our time together at my house,” he added, mixing his words with kisses.

“I missed you too. Especially after I received the news,” I replied.

“What news?” Saurav furrowed his brows.

I walked over to the door. After locking it, I returned to him. Looping my arms around his head, I said softly, “You’re going to be a father.” I kissed him

“Really!” his eyes widened.

“Yes,” I took his hand and placed it on my belly. “Your baby… our baby, has made its home in my womb.”

“Are you sure it’s mine?”

“Yes.” I nodded. “I can show you the pregnancy report if you want,” I offered.

“How far along are you?”

“13 weeks.”

“It was -”

“Our 4th day together at the house. That’s when you put the baby in me,” I finished his sentence for him.

“I’m going to be a Dad,” he muttered softly, beaming with pride.

Saurav lifted me off the ground as we kissed. Putting me down, he went down on his knees and brought his face closer to my belly. He kissed my belly button and whispered to the baby, “I can’t wait to meet you, Gayatri.”

“Gayatri?”

“I always dreamt of having a daughter. And Gayatri was the name I want my daughter to have,” he replied.

“What if it’s a boy?”

“Nah, my dick will create a girl. I have faith in my cum,” he replied teasingly.

“Then why don’t you say hello to your daughter by knocking at the door of her new home with your dick,” I said, winking.

“Right now?”

“Why not,” I shrugged, “we’ve got 3 hours to go till the pheras. Why don’t you celebrate your Suhaagraat (wedding night) before you get married.”

“I like the offer.”

Saurav began taking off his clothes as I matched his speed in undoing my saree. In no time, we were both naked. I got down on my knees, taking my favourite thing in my hands.

“I’ve missed you so much,” I whispered to his big-fat cock, planting a soft kiss on the tip.

“I missed you too, honey,” Saurav said in a squeaky voice, pretending it to be the voice of his dick.

I chuckled, licked the tip slowly, and took it in my mouth. I altered between sucking and licking his tool. I kissed and sucked his balls. Saurav stopped me and pulled me up. He picked me up in his arms and laid me on the bed. My pussy faced the mirror.

He licked my pussy, ran his tongue around my clit, sending me into a frenzy.

“Oh fuck, Saurav. I missed this so much,” I repeated, keeping my voice low so it didn’t escape the room.

“Your pussy is too wet,” he muttered.

“It has been wet all night. The mere sight of you made me wet.”

“Should I keep licking, or do you want me to stick it in?”

“Put it in. We don’t have much time.”

Saurav came on top of me. His big frame cast his shadow on me. In the mirror, I saw his dick dangling near my pussy. As his cock entered my pussy, I closed my legs around him.

Saurav started humping me. His arms looped underneath me. His lips traced a path along my neck. I bit my lower lip, letting soft moans escape with each breath.

“Oh, Saurav… fuck me,” I moaned.

“I missed our nights together, Sulekha. I missed your pussy so much,” he said, kissing my nipples and drilling my hole.

“I missed your shaft, too. I missed getting my hole pummeled by your dick,” I replied.

“Sulekha,” he said, bringing his head over mine and looking into my eyes, “will you be my half-wife for the rest of my life,” he said, winking.

“Yes… yes… yes, Saurav. I’ll be your half-wife,” I moaned my reply. The bed squeaked, matching the rhythm of our fucking.

“I love you, Sulekha.”

“I love you too, Saurav.”

I felt his dick tightening inside me. Pulled his face close and kissed him as he shot his load into my pregnant pussy.

“That was amazing,” he said, lying on my side.

“You should clean yourself up and get ready while I figure out where to get the milk. I hope the kitchen isn’t closed,” I said, getting off the bed.

“Why go to the kitchen when you can get the milk from the cow itself,” Saurav commented.

I shot him a questioning look.

Saurav got to his feet. He rounded the bed, bent over, and picked up the glass. Though there was no milk in it, the glass was intact. The carpet saved it from shattering.

“Get on the floor, on all your fours,” he demanded.

“What!?”

“Just do it,” he urged.

I followed his instructions.

Saurav placed the glass under my left boob. My nipple aimed perfectly at the mouth of the glass. He massaged my nipple for a while, then pinched it a couple of times. He squeezed my boob a couple of times. On the third squeeze, the milk shot out of my nipple. He kept milking me until the glass was full.

Saurav picked up the glass and gulped down the entire thing. I was told not to change my position. He put the glass back under my boob, this time the right one, and milked me again, filling up the glass once more.

“See, problem solved,” he said as I stood up. “By the way, your milk tastes really good,” he winked.

“Get ready,” I said, smiling, taking the glass from him.

I set the glass on the table as I dressed up.

“You know, you and Maya can’t wear blouses and bras at the Pheras,” he said.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a tradition in my family. We can’t wear anything above our waist during a religious ceremony. Which also includes weddings,” he explained.

“So, you want your wife and your half-wife to be topless before everyone,” I asked teasingly.

“I wish,” he shrugged, “But women have to cover their breasts with the pallu of their sarees. That’s why the Bride’s family, apart from her sister, can’t attend the Phera ceremony.”

So, that’s why Maya’s family had to leave the venue before the wedding was concluding, I thought.

As I walked out of his room, I was a little aroused by the idea of being somewhat topless in front of so many people.

So, guys, that is the next part of my story. I’ll be eagerly waiting for your feedback. You can contact me on my ID [email protected] and let me know your views on this story. I’ll be back soon with the next part of the story. Until then, take care. Buh-bye!

Me: Mom! Wake up!! Dad could come anytime.

Mom: You know I won’t wake up until…

Me: Ok, ok… Randi Vidya, wake up!

Mom quickly got up and said, “That’s like my boy!”

Dad was coming from a week-long Singapore visit. Meanwhile, me and Mom drank, smoked and fucked in his absence.

My affection towards my Mom was growing more and more. I always liked women who love themselves and prioritise their happiness. My Mom was sexy as hell!

Still, it takes an hour for Dad to reach home from the airport. Mom and I talked naked in the bathtub about our next plans.

Me: Mom, what’s with calling you Randi Vidya?

Mom: I like sluttiness. It was my fantasy since I started enjoying sex that people should see me getting fucked. Getting fucked hard. See me naked and degrade me with filthy comments!!

This sentence made my cock rock hard!

Me: Mom, you are my Randi Vidya! I will fuck you till you cry. Whore!

Mom: Fuck me like a bitch, you Motherfucker!!

Mom and I fucked again. This time, Mom asked me to spit in her mouth. I spat without hesitation, and Mom swallowed my spit. This randi side of her was just the beginning.

We freshened up and welcomed Dad. Dad brought imported scotch and vodka and some special gifts for my Mom.

We were fucking like animals once my Dad left for the office for the next 3 days.

Mom: Your Dad brought some interesting gifts for me. Do you want to know?

Me: Why not? I am sure they are sex toys. Who wouldn’t toy with such whore like you, Mom?

Mom: (touching her pussy) Mmmm. My son likes to degrade his Randi Mom!

Me: And My Mom likes to cross another level of her fantasy.

Mom: Bingo! Let’s try something new.

Me: Like what?

Mom: let’s go to a movie together. Let’s book corner seats and have fun!

Me: We can have unrestricted fun at home. Why restrict ourselves in the cinema hall to mere kissing?

Mom: You did not get my point. I like people to watch me getting fucked!

Me: But I can’t fuck you in a theatre.

Mom: That’s all right, we will do whatever we can. And let people watch us!

Me: Mom, people will see our faces in the interval!

Mom: That’s what I want! Let them watch our faces and judge however they can! Make sure we book tickets to a theatre far away from our home and some shitty movie with a lesser crowd.

Me: As you wish, Ma’am!

I booked tickets for the afternoon show, 3:30 to 6 PM, of the ‘Loveyapp’ movie! Flop movie and afternoon show. Cinema Hall had just 20 people watching that shitty movie. That, too, is the case with college couples who came just for foreplay.

Our seats were at the corner, and the last row had 8 audiences.

Lights off!

While other couples were just limited to kissing and pressing boobs, my Mom already had her boobs out, and I was sucking them. Mom was vigorously kissing me and stroking my dick.

Mom was looking at others to see if they looked at us or not. Seeing no attention, Mom started moaning to catch the attention. Then people started looking at us. Our faces were unrecognisable, but our actions were!

Mom quickly bent, tied her hair and started sucking my dick. Out of those 18-20 people, we managed to get full attention of around 10 people. Mom was sucking my dick, and I was moaning.

When I was about to cum, I just whispered loudly, “MOM!” Those 10 people heard and waited for the interval to look at our faces. Meanwhile, Mom swallowed my cum and kissed me hard again.

I whispered to Mom.

Me: Mom, I think they heard me calling you Mom!

Mom: I don’t care. No one knows us. Let them fantasise thinking about us, let them look at us and let them flash their dicks at me. I will enjoy it.

Me: Oh, my Chinaal Mom. I will return the blowjob favour in the second half!

Mom: Your Randi is waiting for your magic Tongue, Gaurav!

Lights on! Interval!

Mom was wearing a chudidar, and still, people were looking at her like she was naked. Some people have the idea that we are Mom and son. But their inner desires made them keep mum and watch the next part.

Mom went to the washroom. I also went to the men’s washroom. I came back with a coke in the hall. Mom wasn’t back in time. I was eagerly waiting to tongue her pussy.

Mom came back after 5 minutes of the show resumption. She sat next to me and said, “One of the perverts in this hall touched my ass.”

Me: What?

Mom: And I liked it, that clumsy man I wanted to fuck. But I let him press my boobs. He kissed me too!

Me: You are such a Randi! I like it!

Mom: He is sitting in 3rd row. He will watch us. Let us give him a show!

Me: Sure ma’am

I quickly opened her salwar and took her panty off. I started licking her clean shaved pussy. Mom was moaning with wild noises. That man was watching us and rubbing his dick.

Mom looked at him, and I continued my tongue service with her! Finally, Mom cum looking at him.

We got sober and left the theatre 10 minutes before the movie ended.

We sat in the car and started talking

Me: That was crazy, Mom, you are such a whore!!

Mom: Yes, I am a wannabe prostitute whore…

Me: Did you like that man fondling your breasts and ass?

Mom: Yes, a lot!! See, this is slutty side of me. I love your Dad and you. But still, I want to be a slut like this!

Me: I love you, my Randi Vidya… I like women who love themselves!

Mom: This Randi Loves you too, my dear son!

Me: Dad will come by 7. Let us reach home before that.

Mom: Yes, he also would want to fuck me tonight with the new massager he brought for my pussy!

Me: Can you videotape your sex with Dad?

Mom: Are you serious?

Me: Just giving you an idea for a new fantasy.

Mom: I liked this suggestion. Let me try today.

Mom and Dad had fun in their room, and Mom asked Dad to take a video.

Dad being a horny man, quickly shot the video and fucked my Mom mercilessly.

The next day I saw the video and was amazed to see how good they looked while fucking. It’s not like a clumsy Indian sex scandal video but a neat and sexy couple.

The next day, Dad went on 3 days seminar to Delhi. Leaving me and Mom open in our fuck paradise.

Me: What more for my Chinaal Randi Mom?

Mom: Let us try it out in the car, which is parked on the road.

See you guys next time with our road fucking story!