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Pichle parts mein Jayashree ki chudai ki kahani ko aur aage badhate hai.

Sheena aur Jayashree ki chut chudai ke baad meri nazar Jayashree ki moti gaand par thi. Par bina Sheena ke Jayashree ki gaand nahi li jaa sakti.

Fir koi jugad bithana tha moti gaand Jayashree ki chodne ke liye. Ek din maine ek sex medicine li, aur underwear ko utaar kar seedha lower daal ke class lene gaya. Aadhe ghante baad dawayi ka asar start hua, aur lund ka tambu ban gaya. Ab dono ladkiyan padhayi par dhyan de rahi thi, aur mera dhyan Jayashree ki gaand par tha.

Tabhi maine announcement ki: Aaj ek test hoga, aur jiske number kam honge, usko alag punishment milegi aaj.

Test mein Jayashree se tough questions zyada rakhe, aur Sheena ke easy. Isliye Sheena ka score zyada raha. Ab tak mere lund ka bhi haal bura tha. Maine Jayashree ko uth ke meri godi mein baithne ko kaha.

Abhi mera lund peeche tha, to usko kuch feel nahi hua. Dheere-dheere maine lund ko set karna start kiya, aur Jayashree ki gaand ki daraar mein fassa diya. Jayashree ko samajh to aa raha tha ki kya ho raha tha. Lekin wo karti kya? Maine fir dheere se lund baahar nikala, aur kapdon ke upar se hi uski gaand mein touch karne laga. Dheere-dheere wo bhi garam ho gayi.

Ab Jayashree ko bhi maza aane laga tha, par chudai abhi bhi door thi. Tabhi maine Sheena ko paani laane ko kaha. Fir jaise hi Sheena room se baahar gayi, maine jhat se Jayashree ko halka sa upar karke, uski skirt utha ke, panty side karke just gaand ke chhed par set kar di.

Kyunki dry chhed par lund nahi jata. To jaldi se Jayashree ke muh mein hath daal ke, kaafi saara saliva nikala. Fir gaand ke chhed aur tope par laga diya. Uske baad lund push karne laga. Itne mein Sheena room mein aa gayi hum normal ho gaye.

Par mera lund abhi bhi Jayashree ki gaand mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha tha, aur kaafi successful bhi tha. Jayashree ke haw-bhaw badal gaye the, ye Sheena ko samajh aa raha tha. Par hum dono log abhi bhi normal reh kar try kar rahe the. Lund to khada tha, par bahut pressure feel kar raha tha.

Bas ab bahut ho gaya tha. Main khada hua, aur Jayashree ko saamne table par jhukaya. Fir aadhe lund se hi uski gaand maarni start kar di. Jayashree bhi shuru mein hichki. Fir wo bhi moan karne lagi. Sheena sab dekh rahi thi, aur paas aake boli-

Sheena: Jayashree teri gaand itni moti kyun hai?

Jayashree: Gaand ki malish karti hu roz. Tu bhi kara kar, aur chhed ko loose karne ki exercise bhi kiya kar. Teri bhi ho jayegi.

Main jhatke zor se maarne laga. Mann to Sheena ki bhi gaand maarne ka tha. Tabhi mujhko laga Neeta gate par khadi thi.

Neeta: Ye kya chal raha hai? Claas ho rahi hai, ya ye sab?

Me: Biology ki class hai.

Ye bol ke main Neeta ko paas bula ke kiss karne laga, aur Jayashree ki gaand lagataar thoke jaa raha tha. Neeta ko ek-dum kareeb kheench ke uske hontho par kiss karne laga, aur dheere-dheere uske bhi neeche ke kapde neeche kar diye. Fir dheere se usko bhi Jayashree ke bagal mein jhuka diya.

Neeta Jayashree se kaafi badi thi, aur Jayashre ki gaand ek number thi. Fir maine position change ki, aur Neeta ki gaand mein table ke upar se lund andar daalne laga. Neeta ek randi ban chuki thi, jab se job start ki thi.

Kitne hi lund leti hogi, kuch pata nahi. Uski gaand ki gehrayi sab bata rahi thi. Apni didi ka ye roop dekh kar Sheena bhi sharma rahi thi, aur kya kar sakti thi.

Sheena aur Jayashree dono ko maine Neeta ki chut chaatne par laga Diya. Shuru mein to Sheena sharmayi. Par jab Jayashree ko chaat-te dekha, aur Neeta ki aankhen band hone lagi, to wo bhi halka-halka lick karne lagi.

Mera mann to ho raha tha ki teeno ko randi bana ke chodu, par mera lund bhi jawab de raha tha. Jhad to ek baar Jayashree ki gaand mein hi gaya tha. Par dawayi ke asar se khada tha, aur Neeta ki gand khudayi kar raha tha.

Teeno randiyon ko maine bilkul nude kar diya. Fir teeno ko ghutno ke bal bitha ke mera lund choosne ko kaha. Lund ko teeno lollipop ko tarah chaat rahi thi. Tabhi Jayashree ke muh mein maine lund diya aur mouth fuck karne laga. Thodi der rukne ke baad uske muh mein hi jhad gaya.

Par lund abhi bhi khada tha. Jayashree, Neeta, aur Sheena teeno ki chut thi to badhiya. Pehle kiski chut maaru ye soch raha tha, ki tabhi mujhko laga teeno ki sath kyun na maaru? Jiski chut lund ko achi lagegi, usko ache se chodenge.

Sabse pehle Neeta ko litaya peeth ki side. Fir uske upar Jayashree ko reverse position mein. Dono ke football jaise chuche aapas mein lad rahe the. Fir dono ka muh pakda, aur aapas mein choosne ko kaha. Unke upar Sheena ko ulta lita diya. Ab teeno chut mere aage thi.

Neeta ki baalon wali chut thi, par trimmed, ek badhiya dil waale design mein. Jayashree ki chut ke aas-paas ki jagah bilkul saaf thi, lekin chut par ghane baal the. Sheena ki chut ek-dum clean thi, jisme uski chut ke pink lips aaram se dikh rahe the.

Jayashree ki chut mein ungli karne se uski chut ek-dum laal nikalti thi. Uski baahri layer thodi dark thi, to aisa lagta tha ki raat mein suraj aa gaya ho subha wala. Neeta sabse neeche thi, aur uski chut dono ke beech ke colour ki thi.

Sabse pehle maine usi mein lund dala. Usme ek shot ke baad turant Jayashree ki chut mein, aur fir Sheena ki chut mein lund dala. Main aise hi order mein chal raha tha. Tabhi mujhe aisa laga Sheena ki chut kuch zyada pakad rahi thi lund ko. To maine Neeta aur Jayashree ko chhodh ke upar se Sheena ko uthaya. Fir uski chut mein lund daal ke, usko wall ke sath laga ke chodne laga. Thode hi time mein main jhad gaya, aur bahut thak bhi gaya.

Par dawayi ka asar kahan ruk raha tha. Mera mann kar raha tha ek din inke sath raat mein sou, fir jab mera mann ho, jiski chut mein daalna ho, daalu. Jayashree thi to ek number ki raand. Lund lene ke baad se aur zyada madak ban ke aati thi.

Uska south indian look, bade chuche, aur moti gaand to aur gazab dhaate the. Aane waale parts mein dekhna kaise Neeta ke sath-sath kaise baaki chuton ki bhi randi ki tarah chudai hoti hai.

Rani, a 49-year-old Marwadi woman, stood out in the village for her striking beauty and conservative nature. Her long black hair, streaked with strands of grey, cascaded down her back, reaching her perfectly round, plump ass. Her fair complexion, a stark contrast to her dark hair, highlighted her thick, curvy figure.

She was blessed with a voluptuous body, her breasts as large as boxing gloves, and a wide, inviting backside. Despite her age, Rani’s beauty remained untouched, a testament to her traditional lifestyle.

Rani’s life revolved around her husband and son, Ravi. She was the epitome of a traditional Indian wife, always fearful of her husband’s temper and the judgmental eyes of society. The slightest mistake would result in a beating from her husband, leaving her cowering in fear. This constant fear had shaped her into an extremely submissive and obedient woman.

Rani was illiterate, having never received a formal education, and her world revolved around her family and the village. Her innocence and motherly nature made her a beloved figure among the villagers, especially the children, who adored her kindness.

Ravi, her son, was quite the opposite. At 19 years old, he was a drunkard and a bit of a rebel. He had a group of friends who shared his carefree attitude, among them Abhay and Bura, two cunning young men with a reputation for their mischievous ways. These friends were a bad influence on Ravi, often leading him astray.

Abhay and Bura, in particular, had a notorious intention towards mature women. Rani’s beauty had not gone unnoticed by these young men, especially her son’s friends. Her traditional marwadi attire, a saree and blouse, accentuated her curves in a way that left little to the imagination. The thin fabric clung to her full breasts, and the saree draped low, exposing her milky white stomach and the swell of her hips.

It was a tantalizing sight, especially for Abhay and Bura, who had always harbored a secret desire for her. They fantasized about what lay beneath those modest clothes, imagining her soft, fair skin and the weight of her heavy breasts in their hands.

The village was abuzz with excitement as a grand wedding was about to take place. It was a time for celebration, and people from far and wide gathered for the festivities. Ravi, eager to show off his village to his friends, invited Abhay and Bura to join him. The three young men arrived, their eyes immediately drawn to the women, including the graceful Rani.

During the wedding rituals, there was a special game organized for the females, and it was here that Abhay and Bura got their first proper glimpse of Rani. She participated with enthusiasm, her face lit up with a smile, and her eyes sparkling with joy. The game required her to move around, and as she did, her saree clung to her body, revealing the curves they had only imagined.

Her milky white skin, slightly flushed from the excitement, glistened in the sunlight. Her breasts heaved with each breath, and her thick, round ass swayed with every step. Even her slight grey hair added to her allure, giving her a mature beauty that was irresistible.

In the marwadi tradition, the women were provided separate accommodations during the wedding, and Rani, along with Ravi and his friends, was assigned a room. Her husband, a stern and traditional man, opted to stay with the other older men, leaving Rani without her usual protector. This small freedom allowed Rani to relax slightly, and she felt comfortable enough to let her guard down, at least momentarily.

The room they were given was modest, with a small bathroom attached. Rani, being the motherly figure she was, ensured that the boys were comfortable. Abhay and Bura, however, had other intentions. They had been waiting for an opportunity like this, a chance to get close to Rani without her husband’s watchful eye.

The boys played on Rani’s motherly instincts, acting affectionately and seeking her attention. They hugged her, and she, being the kind-hearted soul she was, embraced them warmly, seeing them as her own sons. Little did she know that their intentions were far from innocent.

On the third day of the wedding, a day reserved for male-only rituals, the women were to remain in their rooms. Abhay and Bura, having planned their move, got Ravi drunk at the wedding venue, ensuring he would be out of the way. They returned to the room, their hearts racing with anticipation.

Rani, unaware of their scheme, was getting ready for the day. She had left her clothes outside the bathroom, as it was too small to accommodate more than one person comfortably. Her saree, blouse, and undergarments were neatly folded, the latter being a well-worn bra and panty, a pale pink set that had seen better days.

Abhay and Bura, their eyes gleaming with desire, approached the bathroom. They saw Rani’s clothes and, realizing she was alone, decided to act. They quickly entered the room, their hearts pounding with excitement and nerves. The guys picked up Rani’s bra and panty, their hands trembling as they held the delicate garments. The scent of her filled their nostrils, a mix of jasmine and sandalwood, a scent that would forever be imprinted in their memories.

They brought the underwear to their faces, inhaling deeply, their eyes closing in pleasure. The panty, still warm from Rani’s body, was pressed against their faces, and they could almost feel her presence.

Abhay, the more daring of the two, suggested they take things further. He had a plan, and Bura, eager to please, agreed. They decided that Bura would be the first to have his way with Rani, and then they would switch, ensuring they both got a chance to satisfy their lust.

Bura, his heart racing, quickly stripped off his clothes, standing naked in the room. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He opened the bathroom door, his eyes adjusting to the dim light within. And there she was, Rani, standing in all her naked glory.

Rani, startled by the sudden intrusion, let out a small gasp. Her hands flew to cover her breasts and her groin, but it was too late. Bura’s eyes feasted on the sight before him. Rani’s hair, long and dark, fell in waves down her back, reaching her perfectly rounded ass. Her stomach was soft and slightly rounded. It was a testament to her love for food. Her breasts, heavy and full, hung low, the nipples a dark contrast to her fair skin. Her pubic hair, a thick bush, was a wild tangle, and her armpits, too, were a mass of curly hair.

Bura’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of her. His erection, hard and throbbing, strained against his stomach. He had fantasized about this moment, but the reality was beyond his wildest dreams. Rani, however, was not pleased.

“What are you doing here? Get out!” she said.

Bura, acting quickly, apologized, feigning innocence. “Aunty, I am so sorry! I thought no one was in there. I really need to pee, it’s an emergency!”

Rani, her eyes wide with shock, could do nothing but watch as Bura stepped into the bathroom, his body brushing against hers. His nakedness was overwhelming, and she felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Bura, his heart pounding, acted as if he was in pain. He clutched his stomach and groaned, his eyes pleading with her. “Aunty, please, I am in so much pain. I can’t hold it anymore!”

Rani was about to leave when she suddenly heard a noise outside. Abhay intentionally made the noise to register someone’s presence. Rani realized she was standing nude in the bathroom with her son’s friend. If people knew about this, it would be a big issue outside.

She quickly held Bura’s mouth and said, “Please don’t make noise; someone is outside. It will be a big problem if people know we are inside”. Bura acted like he was in pain and whispered to her, “Aunty, please let me pee.”

Rani’s maternal instincts kicked in, and she softened. “Okay, but be quick. And be quiet, we don’t want anyone to know you’re here.”

Bura nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. He turned to relieve himself, his body still pressed against hers. Rani tried to move away, but the small space made it difficult. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, and her body tensed with anticipation.

As Bura finished, his warm stream of urine splashed against Rani’s hairy pussy, down to the leg, running down her thigh and into the drain.

Bura, his erection still throbbing, turned to face Rani. “Aunty, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he whispered, his eyes downcast.

Rani, her face still flushed, sighed. “It’s okay, beta. Just don’t make noise.”

But Bura moaned, clutching his groin. “Aunty, it still hurts. I don’t know why, but it’s so hard and painful.”

Rani understood that erection was causing him pain. She thought Bura, being 19 years old, was naive and would not know about erection. She had to do something very quickly and could think of only one thing.

Rani, her heart softening, agreed. “Okay, beta. I’ll help you, but you must be quiet. We don’t want anyone to know.”

Bura nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with gratitude. Rani, without hesitation, knelt before him, her eyes focused on his throbbing member. She reached out, her hands trembling, and took hold of his shaft.

Bura’s breath caught in his throat as Rani began to stroke him. Her touch was gentle, but it sent shivers down his spine. He had never felt anything like this before, and he couldn’t believe his luck. Rani, the object of his desire, was touching him intimately, and he couldn’t help but moan softly.

“Aunty, it feels so good,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Rani, her face flushed, continued to stroke him, her touch becoming firmer. She was surprised by his size and her own reaction to him. She had never seen a man like this, and her curiosity got the better of her. Then she leaned forward and, without warning, took her friend’s teenage son’s dick into her mouth.

Bura’s eyes rolled back as Rani’s warm, wet mouth enveloped him. She sucked gently at first, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. He moaned softly, his hands reaching out to hold her hair, guiding her movements.

“Aunty, yessss. Just like that,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire.

Rani, her eyes closed in concentration, sucked harder, taking him deeper into her mouth. Bura’s hips began to move in rhythm, thrusting gently into her mouth. He could feel her gag reflex, but she persisted, determined to please him.

Rani with her eyes still closed continued to suck. Her mouth was working feverishly. Bura’s hips bucked, and he came with a groan, his warm seed filling his mom’s friend’s mouth. Rani, surprised by the sudden rush of fluid, pulled back, coughing slightly.

Bura, his eyes filled with concern, reached out to steady her. “Aunty, are you okay?”

Rani, her eyes watering, nodded. “I am fine, beta. Just a little surprised, that’s all.”

As they stood there, breathless and entangled, they heard footsteps approaching the room. Rani, panicked, pushed Bura away, her eyes wide with fear. She quickly grabbed her clothes and rushed to the door, holding it shut as Abhay knocked from the other side.

“Who is in there? It’s Abhay. I need to use the bathroom,” he called out.

Rani, her heart pounding, turned to see Bura standing behind her, his erection still prominent. She asked him to be quiet, her eyes filled with worry. Bura, his eyes gleaming with desire, moved closer, his body pressing against hers.

“Aunty, it still hurts,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Rani’s back was against Bura, while his dick was between Rani’s legs. Abhay pushed the door a little and Rani pushed it from inside. As she pushed with force, she bent down. Sensing an opportunity, Bura inserted his dick inside her pussy.

Rani was startled with shock as she felt his huge dick inside her. As she turned, she saw Bura’s eyes closed in pleasure. She couldn’t understand anything as things happened this fast.

Rani’s body was trembling. Bura held her firmly. “Please beta, be quiet. Someone will hear us. We can’t do this now.”

Bura, his hands roaming over her body, whispered in her ear. “Aunty, it feels so good. Just a little more, please.”

Rani felt her body respond to her friend’s son’s touch. His hands cupped her heavy breasts, and she couldn’t help but moan softly. Bura, sensing her surrender, moved his hands lower, his fingers brushing against her wetness.

Rani, her eyes closing in pleasure, leaned back against him, her hands reaching behind to grip his hard shaft. Bura, without warning, thrust forward, his erection sliding between her ass cheeks.

“Aunty, it feels so warm and tight,” he groaned, his voice thick with need.

Rani’s breath was coming in short gasps. She didn’t want to stop Bura at that time and let him continue.

Bura’s hips were moving in a steady rhythm. He held her firmly, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her from behind. Rani began to move with him, her moans filling the small bathroom.

“Aunty, you like it, don’t you?” Bura whispered, his breath hot against her neck.

Rani, her face flushed with shame, nodded, her hands gripping his wrists as he held her. “Yes, beta, but this is risky..”

Bura, his eyes wild with desire, increased his pace, his hips slamming into her with force. Rani, her body on fire, cried out, her voice mingling with his grunts of pleasure. She could feel her climax building, her body trembling with the intensity of her desire.

As their passion reached its peak, Bura pulled his mother’s friend into his arms, her lips seeking his in a desperate kiss. Their tongues danced, their mouths devouring each other as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Rani’s cries of pleasure filled the room, her guilt forgotten as she surrendered to the raw, primal need that consumed her.

Bura, his hands now rough, pulled at her hair, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He bit her lower lip, his teeth grazing her skin as he thrust into her with abandon. Rani, her body on fire, welcomed his roughness, her nails digging into his back as she matched his pace.

As they climaxed together, their cries filling the small space, Rani’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She felt guilty for her betrayal, but the pleasure Bura had given her was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She knew she had crossed a line, but the taste of forbidden fruit was too sweet to resist.

As they stood there, breathless and sated, Rani’s mind raced. She knew she had to get back to the wedding, but the memory of what had just transpired would forever be etched in her mind. She had been taken by a man half her age, and the experience had awakened something within her, a desire she had never known existed.

Abhay finally got in, and Rani was in Bura’s arms while both stood nude. Rani was shocked and soon tried to cover herself with her hands and told Abhay, “Beta, it’s nothing like what you see; please let me explain.”

Wait for the next part.

Hello everyone, after the great success of both parts, I have come up with the third part of my story. The first part elaborated on the build-up leading to the BDSM session. In the second part, we delve into the erotic adventure. The third would unfold some kinky BDSM tasks.

I am a young business person owning a small firm. I love writing erotica, sexting, pleasuring ladies through steamy roleplays and a lot more online. In real life, owing to work, I travel a lot, so I find less time. But when I hook up, I like to keep it as spicy as it can get.

I have a wide range of kinks and love to keep my mind very open and get to know what my partner wants. We were engaged in a nice fuck session. She was moaning out loud in those panties that were stuffed in her mouth. I was slapping her buttocks after every thrust.

My firm brown veiny cock was sliding against and spreading her desi pussy. I used my other hand to play in her crotch. I make her feel the warmth of my fingers and the friction on her pussy. I fucked her for a long time by increasing and decreasing the pace. Whenever I was about to cum, I did stop.

She was on edge but I didn’t allow her to cum. After all, a whole session was yet to be completed. I felt her clenching and holding still, trying to maintain the motion in order to gain an orgasm. I didn’t give in and held back but continued stimulating her.

This edging was making her wilder as she moved her body in rebellion. I ended the teasing by getting her to stand up. I spread her legs and made her stand with her hands behind her head. She was breathing heavily due to the intense action. What a gorgeous sight it was.

A mature lady sweating profusely, her completely naked body glistening due to sweat, her pussy dripping with her juices. Her armpits were exposed. Her nipples were completely erect, and her melons were hanging. Her whole body was pinkish due to the spanking, groping and fondling.

I grabbed a small stick from my kit. I moved it all along her inner thighs. It moved along the sweaty meaty thighs till her cunt. It was a stick from some toy set, so it was hard but a bit bendable. She held her breath and bit her lip as the stick approached her clit. I rubbed it around and raised it.

She mewled and whined in fear but didn’t move an inch. I hit her inner thighs with the stick. She moaned and whined with every hit. I could see her shivering with the hits. Her pussy was leaking like anything. I used it for only a few hits in her inner thighs and then rubbed it along her pussylips.

The stick got layered with her juices. I made her lick it clean before making her hold it in between her lips. I asked her to hold the stick between her lips and not use her teeth. She complied. If she dropped the stick, she was going to be punished.

I kept her standing like that as I moved around the room to the minibar and got a couple of ice cubes. I started slapping her tits hard. I made them bounce with my slaps. She wanted to moan out loud but couldn’t do it properly owing to the stick between her lips.

I hit the tits till they were a bit red and warm due to the hitting. I immediately put the ice cubes on her boobs. The intense change in temperature and the feeling got her to react wildly. She screamed out loud at the very second I placed the cubes. The stick fell to the ground.

I held the cubes pinched on her nipples. The moment I let go, she fell to her knees and picked up the stick in her lips and, with puppy eyes, tried to murmur I am sorry. I was not going to let the mistake slide. I smiled at her and slapped her. I grabbed a couple of clamps from my bag.

I got them in front of her and then slowly pinched, pulled, and twisted her nipples. I then applied the clamps to them. I then decided to get wilder with her. I pulled her hair and dragged her to a chair in the room. I made her bend over the chair and tied her hands and legs to it such that her ass was freely accessible.

I put a last clamp on her clit and hit it. That sent her over the edge, and she whined out loud. She had guessed what was coming next. I was very horny and needed to cum. I was naked and stroked my hard cock and dropped some precum on her asshole.

I slowly smeared it all in her asshole, getting it sticky and sloppy. I then spat on her asshole and moved my cock to the entrance. It was too tight. I grabbed the lube that I had bought. I spread it and then used a finger to lubricate her asshole nicely.

I took it slow and allowed her asshole to adjust. She was whining, and I could hear her moans getting heavier. I slowly stroked my cock and then put the bulgy pink dick head against her rosebud. It glistened due to the lube, spit and precum. I slowly pushed it. It didn’t go in.

I spanked her ass hard and held her buttocks to grip and then forced the dickhead. She cried out loud, helpless, but didn’t utter the safeword. I took it out and tried to slide it again. This time the dickhead went inside and was quickly held in the tightness of her asshole.

I kept it for some seconds before I thrust my hips forward. Her screamy moans filled the room. I started fucking her ass slowly. She was crying and moaning with every jerk.

The initial tightness was now getting adjusted, and she was getting pleasure out of the pain. I was feeling her warm asshole wrapping and gulping my cock. I bent down and caressed her clit, which was clamped. The clamping had made it even more sensitive.

I got in a good position and started fucking her asshole now. I held her hips or pulled her hair as I pleased for grip. Pretty soon, I knew that I was going to bust a load. Before I did that, I wanted her to cum, too. She had been edged for long. I stopped fucking and started fingering her in that position.

I rubbed her really slow at first and then increased the pace. When I knew that she would be cumming. I slid my cock back into her ass, and while it was inside, I tried to finger her. The bare touch was enough for her. My cock fit in her ass and fingers on her pussy.

She started shaking wildly, and before I knew she had a massive orgasm. Juices trickled on the chair, and she was mewling powerlessly. I went in for the final fuck, and in just a few thrusts, I was about to cum. I took my cock out, moved to the front and sprayed a huge load on her face and her hair.

Do let me know your feedback, and if you wish to experience something similar on chat or perhaps more, get in touch. If you are a couple and looking for any guidance to spice things up, feel free to reach out. My email is [email protected].

Hello everyone, hope you remember me. I am Rohit. You should remember my Mom, Sujata, too, with a sexy slutty figure of 34D-30-36.

In the previous part, you read how I witnessed my Mom getting fucked by the auto driver Daya ruthlessly. Once he left, I got nude and went to my Mom, asking, “Ready for another round?” My Mom smiled and spread her legs wide, showing her sore pussy to me.

I jumped on the bed and reached out to her yummy pussy. I started to lick her pussy which was still wet with orgasm. My Mom caught my head and began to moan, “Ah, son, you know how to soothe Mom’s used pussy. It feels so good and soothing as your tongue goes all over my pussy, son.”

I began licking around my Mom’s dark pussy lips. I licked her inner thighs and kissed her thighs. I went down, licked her feet and licked her toe, making my Mom shiver in pleasure. I came up, licking her legs and thighs back. I kissed her wet pussy and moved up.

I smelled her deep navel and licked around it, bringing my tongue out. I then dug into her navel with my tongue. My Mom kept on moaning and arching her back in pleasure. I played with her navel till I was satisfied and then moved up, licking her boobs.

I tickled her by running my tongue on the fold of her boobs below. My Mom was pushing my head over her boobs, and I started to suck her boobs. As I sucked her sticky boobs, my Mom was moaning louder. I asked my Mom, “Mom, you love it when I suck after someone used you, right?”

My Mom caught my head and pushed me down on her boobs. She moaned, “Yes, son, I love when you lick and clean me after being used by others.” Listening to her, I bit her nipple hard. My Mom caught my hair and pulled me up.

She looked deep in my eyes, and I slapped her boob hard. I then asked her, “What is Daya doing in our house, Mom?” My Mom felt shy and asked me, “When did you come, son?” She tried to kiss my lips. But I caught her hair and stopped her from kissing me.

I pulled her head back and held her by her cheeks. I asked her again, “Tell me, Mom, when did this start with Daya? You have been going out most of the time these days and even not telling me things.”

My Mom made a sad face and said, “It’s not like that, son.” Looking at her cute face. I couldn’t hold myself and started to kiss her lips. We kissed so wildly, sucking each other’s lips. Biting each other’s lips and sucking each other’s saliva.

We parted after a few minutes for breath. I sat beside my Mom, and she started to stroke my erect dick. I placed my hand over her pussy and rubbed it. I asked her, “Tell me, Mom, when it started?” My Mom started to narrate what happened.

Moms Narration:

I started to join the ladies’ group of our colony. Vindhya, our new neighbour, informed me about the group. It was a group of only ladies, most of them married to spend our time. After our husbands leave for the office, our children go to school and college. We used to chat, play and have fun.

Daya is the one who picks up me and two more ladies from our area. He is a decent guy, well-built and looks rugged. I didn’t have any inclination towards him till that day. I volunteered to sit beside him in the auto. 3 can fit in the back. But that afternoon, one of our neighbours invited her relative as well.

So, since nobody was willing to sit beside the driver, I got up and went to sit beside Daya. I was wearing a saree as usual. My cleavage was visible through the transparent saree. As we started our journey, I started to notice that Daya was looking at my cleavage.

I sat on his right, and my side boob was visible as well. I tried to cover my cleavage, which, of course, disappointed him. But I needed to hold the bar with one hand, and it was windy. It was impossible for me to adjust my pallu every time.

But the surprise part came when I looked between his legs. I saw a huge bulge over his thigh. My throat went dry, thinking, is it really his dick? Is it really that big? I avoided looking at the bulge but couldn’t resist getting a glimpse of it.
Daya noticed it, too and smiled.

I looked at the other side, and I felt his elbow touching my side boob. I looked seriously at him. But he was not looking at me; he was focused on the road. I thought it was accidental and tried to move a bit away from him. But since it was a small seat, I was about to fall out of the auto.

Daya caught my arm and stopped me from falling. He pulled me in, and now our bodies are touching each other. He then said, “Mam, you need to sit closer. If not, you will fall as the road is full of potholes.” I nodded my head, still in panic, as I was about to fall.

I didn’t realize that my left hand was on his dick. I did not put it, and neither did he. I pulled my hand away, but still, his elbow kept on brushing my side boob and waist till we reached. The same went on for the next two days. I slowly started to like his touch.

He is a stranger to me, but still, I don’t know why I like it. One evening, when I wanted to return home early, he said he would drop me. While I was getting in, he asked me to sit beside him. I went and sat beside him even though the auto was empty. On the way, he picked two students for dropping.

Then he turned the auto the long way. He started to chat with me and started to praise my dressing style. He was flirting with me, saying he would like to have a wife like me. I told him that I already have a college-going son. He didn’t believe it till I showed him my son’s pic.

He caught my hand while driving, and it felt so warm. After dropping the students, we started back. It was a calm area where there were very few. All this while he was holding my hand felt so nice. He moved his hand towards my boob as well.

I stopped holding his hand tight. He stopped the auto in a lonely place. He got down and asked me to get down and sit behind in the back seat. I got in, and he, too, came and sat beside me. I was feeling nervous, so he pulled the sheets on both sides.

Now, people who pass by cannot see what’s happening inside the autorickshaw. He held my hands and said, “You look so hot, Sujata. I never thought you had a college-going son. You know, every day I would stroke my dick, imagining and feeling the softness of your side boob.”

I was still nervous and didn’t know how to respond. Before I could respond, he kissed my neck with his hands around my waist, below my saree. His rough hand squeezed my waist while he was kissing my neck. It made me so hot that I moaned in a low voice.

That encouraged Daya, and he placed my left hand on his huge bulge. I started to press his dick over his pants while his hand reached out to my right boob. He played with my right boob while I played with his huge dick. He pulled my pallu and inserted his hand into my blouse.

He pinched my nipple hard and pressed my boob hard with his rough hand. It made me moan louder and louder. My pussy kept on leaking below. He unzipped his pants and gave his dick to my hand. It was a huge dark black dick wet with his precum. I started to stroke it whole.

He unhooked my blouse and took my left boob in his mouth. Lust filled my mind, and I didn’t stop it. I kept pushing him over my boob with one hand. Continued to stroke his dick with the other hand. I was moaning every time he bit my boobs. His hand left my boob and went down into my saree.

He reached for my wet pussy and dug his two fingers into it. As he started to finger my wet, leaking pussy. I started to stroke his dick with my left hand and rubbed his huge balls with my right hand. Both our moans filled the auto, and it didn’t take much time for it to explode.

His dick sprayed his cum high in the air while I squirted on his fingers hard. I waited till I caught my breath with his dick still in hand. It was still hard, and his cum was flowing down my hand. I bent and licked his dick, cleaning all the remaining cum.

I hooked my blouse, adjusted my saree, and he dropped me off at home. That was the start. We had fun in the same way for the next 3 days. He fingered me while I stroked his dick. But on the 4th day, he didn’t stop the auto at the place where we usually have fun. He took me to his place.

End of narration.

I could no longer hold my lust listening to my Mom’s confession. I quickly got over my Mom and started to fuck her in missionary. Since his huge dick drilled her pussy till now, I couldn’t feel the tightness in her pussy. It annoyed me that the fucker widened my Mom’s pussy.

My Mom laughed at it, which made me more angry. I turned my Mom, and without any warning, I pushed my dick into Mom’s ass hole. My Mom screamed, and it satisfied my ego. “Please, son, be slow. It’s all dry, you bastard,” my Mom screamed.

It made me overpower her, and I started to bang her ass hole harder. I pulled my Mom’s hair and warned her, “Listen bitch you can get fucked by anyone, but remember your ass hole is mine. Never offer it to anyone. Got it?” My Mom nodded her head and said, “Yes, master, it’s yours alone.”

I fucked my Mom’s ass hole for some time. Then Mom begged me to allow her to ride my dick. I happily agreed, and she sat on my dick in her pussy. She tightened her pussy while riding, and it gave me great pleasure. I started to moan.

Now, my Mom started to dominate me. He held my neck and rode me faster. She warned, “Listen, bastard, I will get fucked by any men I wish. Your duty is to lick my holes clean and make them ready for the next one. Understood?” I nodded my head, “Yes.”

My Mom kissed my lips hard while I fucked her pussy from below. We fucked for some time and cum at once together. We both lay down in bed till 6, and then I went to my room. My Mom went to take a bath as my Dad would be coming in half an hour later.

I will tell you in the next part where Daya took my Mom and what all he did to her. Did he fuck my Mom or tease and leave her, making her long for his huge dick? Making my Mom begs him to make her his slut and use her married pussy by fucking her like a whore he owns.

Hope you love this experience. You can reach out to my Mom telling her how hot a sexy bitch she is in her mail [email protected]. You can write to me at [email protected]. Bye.

And now, the story continues.

Thank you for staying with me through this first chapter—your support and enthusiasm mean the world.  I can’t wait to share what comes next. Let’s dive back into the world of love together!

Me: So, what’s one thing that makes you really happy? Something that you always look forward to, no matter what?

Aanya’s eyes lit up, and a small smile curved her lips.

Aanya: That’s easy when I’m able to take a day off and do nothing—whether it’s reading all day, cooking, or going for a walk. It’s the quiet moments, the ones where I don’t have to be anyone or do anything. It really makes me feel at peace.

I smiled, feeling a strange sense of calm from her answer. “I think I need to take more of those days. I can see why they’re so important now.”

Aanya nodded, her expression soft. “Everyone does. We all need those moments to exist without all the pressure. Life’s too short not to appreciate the simple things.”

The conversation flowed easily after that, no longer about books or work but about pieces of life that often go unnoticed. We continued talking, the topics shifting effortlessly from hobbies to our favourite memories and the quirks of everyday life.

The longer we sat there, the more I felt a sense of comfort and ease in Aanya’s presence. As the soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtered through the library windows, I looked at her with a smile.

Me: You know, (I said, leaning forward slightly) I haven’t had a conversation like this in a while. It feels nice to just… talk. No rush, no pressure.

Aanya’s smile mirrored mine, her eyes warm with the same understanding.

Aanya: I feel the same way. Sometimes, we get so caught up in everything else that we forget how important it is to connect with someone on a deeper level. It’s rare, but it’s nice when it happens.

The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable. In fact, it was a peaceful pause, as if we were both absorbing the connection we had just made. But then, Aanya broke it with a soft laugh, her fingers lightly tapping the edge of her book.

Aanya: I have to admit. I’m really enjoying this conversation, but I don’t think I want it to end here.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What do you have in mind?”

Aanya hesitated for a second, her gaze flicking to the clock on the wall.

Aanya: Well, I’ve got a quiet evening ahead of me. How about you? We could continue this conversation over some coffee or dinner—if you’re up for it.

I smiled at the invitation, feeling a warm, unexpected sense of excitement.

It wasn’t often I connected with someone like this, and it felt like a natural step to extend the evening.

Me: I’d like that. It’s been a great conversation, and honestly, I’m curious to see where the evening takes us.

Aanya’s eyes brightened at my response, and a soft smile spread across her face.

Aanya: Great. There’s this little café nearby. It’s cosy, not too far from here. I go there sometimes when I want to unwind. How about I treat you to a cup of coffee there?

I nodded, feeling a sense of ease. “I’d love that. Let’s go.”

We both stood up, gathering our things. I felt a small spark of anticipation as we made our way out. As we sat at the café, the conversation slowed, but the connection between us deepened.

It was as if the evening had shifted, quietly moving from casual to something more, a subtle hint of what could be. We stepped out into the cool night, walking side by side toward the parking area. As our arms brushed briefly, I felt a spark of electricity.

The silence between us, though comfortable, was now charged with something unspoken. Sensing the tension between us and noticing the shy smile on her lips, I felt drawn to her.

Gently, I cupped her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, unsure of how she’d respond. But to my surprise, she met my kiss with equal tenderness. We stood there, so close, the world around us fading.

Our lips lingered as if embracing the moment. Her hands found their way into my hair and along my back, pulling me closer. After what seemed like an eternity, we broke the kiss and opened our eyes to meet each other. It had some lust and romantic vibes.

We smiled before pulling each other again, this time more hungrily, for a passionate kiss. Our hands explored each other’s bodies. As we kissed, we swiftly rushed to my car, and before I unlocked the door, I asked her

Me: Should we continue our hot encounter here or somewhere more comfortable?

She kissed me again and whispered on my lips.

Aanya: My apartment is only a 10-minute drive away. Shall we?

I then signalled for her to get in my car and began driving towards her apartment as per her instructions. In less than ten minutes, we entered a massive gated complex and parked the vehicle where she asked me to.

We both entered her apartment, holding her in my arms. I was taken aback by her beautiful decor and said, “It’s a nice and warm place.” I pulled her up on my waist for another uncontrolled kiss.

Our lips were already hurting, but we were in no mood to end the kiss. The kiss turned into lip bites. I held her to my waist and began heading towards what appeared to be a bedroom.

Aanya: You know, you’re a good kisser.

Without breaking the kiss, I muttered on my lips with a big grin.

Me: Yes, I do. I have heard it several times.

When we entered the room, I tossed her on the bed. I made her sit on the edge while I removed my hoodie and threw it on the floor. Aanya followed me, removing her sweater and displaying her black padded bra covering her 34C boobs.

Her round navel is what instantly drew my attention. It made her waist appear flawless.

Me: Awesome shape.

In answer, Aanya could only offer a genuine smile. I took a minute to appreciate the view. I closed in on her and bent on her for another intense kiss. Then, jumping on her and lying on top of her to continue the kiss.

Our muffled screams and moans filled the warm room, and our body heat caused us to sweat. The dim lighting in the room highlighted her toned complexion.

Because of the number of kisses that began in the parking lot, her lips were already swollen. Despite this, I continued biting them before moving to her neck to suck and inhale her lovely scent. I pinned her hands to the top of her head.

The contact on her neck caused her to moan loudly.

Aanya: Ahhh… you’re so hot.

Hearing the comment, I grinned at her soft skin and continued to work towards her cleavage, leaving hickey markings on her light skin. I then slipped my hands beneath her to unhook her bra. She encouraged me by arching her back so that my hands could easily reach them.

I quickly unhooked the bra and liberated her breasts. The dark nipples were hard and pointed at my face.

Me: That’s a lovely gift for me.

Aanya giggled slightly and responded with a loving smile.

Aanya: You can treat them as you want, sweetie.

I stared Aanya in the eyes and carefully slicked the tip of her nipple with my tongue, maintaining eye contact throughout. With one hand, I began gently pinching the other nipple. The intensity of her groans increased with each passing second.

Her sounds were already driving me mad. I then perched on her waist and gently squeezed both of her boobs. I then drew patterns between her boobs and the navel, and the room became hushed at my touch. All I could hear was Aanya’s rapid, uncontrollable breathing.

I then grasped the boobs again and began massaging them thoroughly. The warm and mushy boobs were overflowing in my hands. The warm skin felt great in my palm.

Me: You feel great in my hands, honey.

Aanya kept her eyes and mouth closed the entire time, and I could feel her heartbeats on my palms. I matched the squeeze to the rhythm of her chest. I embraced her soft boobs for a while before claiming them with my mouth.

I put her boobs into my mouth and began sucking them like a baby. The sweat imparted a salty flavour. I went between each boob, taking my time and treating them equally and without bias. Within no time, the fair skin on her chest had matched the color of the hickeys around her neck.

Once I’d had enough of devouring the boobs, I made my way to the navel, kissing all the way there. I then grabbed her by the waist to gain a proper grip. I began kissing her navel in a perfect position, not allowing her to move even an inch.

The tickling sensation caused the moans to be interspersed with little laughter. Her hands gripped my hair, sometimes driving my head deep into her stomach, sometimes attempting to pull me away from it as the tickle intensified. But without giving her an opportunity, I kept eating her navel.

After a few minutes of eating her navel continuously, she lost control. She moved her hands on top of her head, gripping the edge of the bed and grabbing it with a tight grip. It allowed me to release my grip on her waist and reclaim her boobs to play with.

I kissed her navel, mixing it with the licks and slicks. Once I’d had enough of her torso, I climbed up to take her mouth for another intense kiss. I then reached between us and undid her pants with ease.

To which Aanya assisted me by arching her hips to remove her pants. I removed the pant and panty in one go, exposing her oozing wet pussy to the heated surroundings. I softly embraced the wet folds before I unbuttoned my trouser and removed my dick. It was throbbing in my pants.

While my mouth kept her mouth occupied, I positioned my dick at her entrance and carefully pushed it in, spreading her moist pussy with my fingers. As she absorbed me, I could feel the muffled sounds in my mouth.

When she adjusted her body around my dick, there was also a brief pause in between breaths. When I was slowly entering her, it seemed as though time had frozen.

Already, her warmth around my dick was driving me insane and causing me to lose self-control. I would stop at nothing to relieve that feeling.

I made it into Aanya for the first time. It felt fantastic how her pussy adapted to my dick. I had the impression that I was touching every square inch of her interior walls. For a dick, a tight pussy is always paradise.

Her cum was gradually circling my dick. Then, at the same rate that I had entered, I carefully removed my dick from Aanya. I finally released my hold on her lips. As soon as we parted our lips, she gave out a gasp. I quickly inserted my dick inside her once more.

I carried out the procedure multiple times, each time faster and exerting more force. Her groans and gasps filled the room. More calming than any other music was the sound produced by our body touch. I was able to grasp her body perfectly, thanks to her curves. It seemed to be created for me.

It seemed like that moment was built just for me at that precise moment. Her body fits my dick well, as does her pussy. I could feel her pussy slowly contracting around my dick with each push in her. And there it was—her first orgasm of the night.

I could feel her juices draining around my dick. It served as more lubricant and made it easier for me to insert myself faster and harder. Now, the groans had become screams. She encircled my waist with her legs, wanting more of my dick inside of her.

Her fingernails sank deep into my back. Trust me when I say it was heaven. I was smitten by her noises. I took hold of her waist and spun her around so she was lying on her chest as soon as I thought I was getting close.

She was now lying on her face after I grabbed her ass and dragged it in my direction. Furthermore, it was the ideal doggy posture one could desire. The screams became cries as I grabbed her hair.

I pulled her head back and pushed my way back into her pussy. It made her grip the bedsheet firmly with her wrists. I then fucked her in that position for a few more minutes which brought both of us to the edge.

She let me cum inside her right after she came around my dick once more. After that, we both crashed out on her bed, embracing and cuddling one another. My desire for her silky body and delicate skin would never go away.

We wrapped up our ideal weekend in the best possible way after a lot of action that night and body-embracing each other. I couldn’t stop writing to you guys about this experience.

I look forward to our next encounter. I can’t stop yearning for her touch and her flawless physique. It was built perfectly for me.

And with that, we reach the end of this story. I hope you’ve enjoyed the journey as much as I have shared it with you.

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My mother-in-law just asked, “Why?”

I wasn’t prepared for this. But I decided to reveal the truth and said, “I couldn’t see you feeling alone in this world. I wanted to make you feel that you are not alone. And I wanted to make you feel that you have someone really close to you other than your daughter, with whom you can share something that you cannot share with your daughter. You have a man that you can lean on for any support.”

She responded, “You already meant so much to me. So what is the need to make a 55-year-old woman naked and make her feel ashamed to be tangled with her naked son-in-law?” I had reached the point of no return, and so I said, “I did what I felt doing. And I came too far now to go back. Can I please complete the union?”

By saying this, I grazed my penis around her vagina. She said, “You didn’t ask for my permission before stripping my clothes and making me stark naked. Then what’s the point of asking for it now?” By saying this, MIL turned her face to the side, maybe in embarrassment, disgust, or defeat at what was going to happen anyway.

Then I took her response as her partial permission. I held my penis with my hand and started rubbing on her vagina, and then I paused for a second before pushing the head of my penis inside her vagina. As soon as I entered her, I heard a sharp inhale of breath from my MIL.

I then pulled it out and inserted it again. I did this a couple of times. Then I took it out and paused for a second. I looked at her teary side of the face, her hands clutching the bedsheets, her heaving stomach, her belly button, and her beautiful boobs. Then with a smooth action, I pushed my penis completely.

With this union, my groin hair was entangled with her, and my balls were touching the bottom of her vagina. I held in that position momentarily to absorb the reality. I dreamt of being inside her many times. But the pleasure I was encompassing was an order of magnitude more.

Now there was no turning back. I had achieved what seemed impossible, so I had to make the most of it. I started hitting harder strokes now, but with each hard stroke, I could hear “ahh” from MIL. Her head was still turned to the side, and I could see her face in candlelight. Her eyes were closed, and her face was still covered with defects.

There was a flow of tears still coming out, wetting her face, but her “ahh” at every stroke made me go even harder with each stroke. Now that I was at full pace, MIL grabbed the edges of the pillows to hold herself. Her big boobs were bouncing to my steady and fast rhythm of fucking. I was still on my knees, holding her thighs up with my hands and pushing my penis inside her vagina like a piston of a fast-running locomotive.

We both were drenched in sweat. I could see a pool of sweat gathering around her navel. Her bouncing boobs, her arms, her midriff were all covered in sweat. My lust was at its peak, and with a big grunt, I deposited a big load of cum inside her. I kept my penis inside her for about a minute. But my penis didn’t go soft because of the pills I took.

I finally took it out and lay on my back, heaving. We both were breathing heavily after an intense sexual encounter. For me, although it was after a long time, this was not the first intense encounter. But it was certainly the best one, and for MIL, probably this was the very first someone had fucked her naked so hard, and probably this was the first time she had a real orgasm.

A few minutes passed. I was still very hard and wanted to make the most of this night. I turned on my side, watching my MIL. She didn’t bother to cover herself. She was still heaving and recovering from the intense sex.

Candlelight was still going strong, and I could see her beautiful belly going up and down as my MIL was breathing heavily. Her breasts were looking beautiful. I realized that during the sex, I hadn’t touched any part of her body other than her thighs.

Then I moved my index finger from the top of her head to her nose, to her lips, to her throat, and circled around her left areola, then on the second one. I sensed goosebumps on her body, indicating that she was ready for round two! Then I turned her face towards me. Her eyes were still closed.

I stroked her sweaty face a couple of times. Then I leaned in and landed a kiss on her forehead, then on both closed eyes, and then the tip of her nose. I leaned into her body completely as I entangled my right hand with her left hand. My chest pressed against her big breasts, and my right leg on top of her legs.

My lips were nanometers away from her lips. She was breathing through her mouth, and so did I, and we were practically inhaling the same breath. Then I brushed my nose against her a couple of times. There was no response from her, but at the same time, there wasn’t any pushback as well.

I closed in on those nanometers, and my lips rested gently on her lips. She moaned lightly. Then I opened my lips and sucked her lips with deep passion. My tongue entered her mouth, and I started teasing her tongue. Soon, along with our lips, our tongues, too, got entangled in the heat of passion.

I now knew that I had her full consent. After the storm of lust, it was time for the monsoon of passion. Then I broke the kiss and rolled my lips down her chin, down her throat. I started licking her left nipple, which was already erect while squeezing her right breast hard.

Now, my MIL was melted completely in the fire of sex, with non-stop moaning and moving her legs up and down. For 55 years, she had responded a lot better than I expected; maybe she hadn’t been touched like this ever before.

Then I slowly moved my right hand lower, circling around her deep navel and then down to her vagina, and to my surprise, she was super wet. This got me even more excited. I now got on top of her with my hands squeezing her hands and my lips fused with hers. My chest could feel her erect nipples and swollen boobs.

Before I knew it, my erect penis disappeared inside her slippery vagina. Instead of harder strokes, now I was going slowly, gently moving on top of her, stopping in between to kiss her deeply. Slowly, I moved my face towards her earlobe and around her neck. Then I started rubbing my nose around her neck area, occasionally licking her earlobes. With this, I could sense the sudden movement of her body.

My wife’s mom was now moaning loudly, “ahh, ahh.” Her hands wrapped around my head, playing with my hair, and her legs wrapped tightly around my ass. MIL was cumming for the second time; this time, she came even harder. I moved to kiss her while she was cumming, and to my surprise, she sucked my lips very hard. In fact, she bit my lips to open a small, bloody wound.

After she came, she remained calm with our bodies glistening by each other’s sweat. My penis was still inside her, and we kept on kissing each other deeply for some more time. I broke the kiss as I noticed the night lamp turned on along with the AC in the room, and the power in the house came back on.

My mother-in-law’s eyes were open now, and I looked into her eyes in sincerity, and now I could see acceptance in her eyes. She accepted me as the new man. Then I held her cheeks with my hands and kissed her even deeper to stamp my authority on her body. I kissed her lips so hard that I pricked blood as well on her lips. I got back on my knees again and widened her legs further apart.

Then I leaned on her effectively, lifting her legs in the air, which allowed my penis to reach the deepest corners of her vagina, and I started rubbing her neck with my nose while giving her hard strokes. Each stroke was harder than before, and with each stroke, I started grunting with my nose rubbing her neck.

My mother-in-law’s “Ahhhh…ahhhh..” was in sync with my grunting as she was clutching my back hard. My hands were all over her body now: her face, hands, armpits, breasts, midriff, hips, and thighs. I was truly making sure that I had full access to every inch of her body.

With more speed of stroke, I felt a sensation that the penis was about to deposit another load of cum inside her. Finally, I released my load inside her while my lips were busy kissing her neck. Our ultimate union was complete. We shared all bodily fluids: cum, sweat, and tears! I kept my penis inside her for a few more minutes before I rolled onto my back.

Now that the power was back on, the AC in the room was on full flow. So I took a blanket from the edge of the bed to cover myself and her. To my surprise, she rested her head on my left shoulder, nudging my left hand to go underneath her neck, so that she could rest her head on my left hand.

Then she rolled onto her right shoulder and kept her left hand on my chest. She hugged me tight and remained close to my body so that her big breasts were pressing on my side ribs. This was the sign that I had won her physically and emotionally. I roamed my hand over her naked back, as it gave immense calmness.

Both of us were quiet. I was rubbing her back, and my hands slowly went on her ass cheeks. I moved my fingers along her ass line and teased her ass hole with my middle finger. Then I sensed a shape intake of breath and her squeezing my chest as I teased around her asshole. The asshole itself was heaving with excitement. This was an unexpected reaction, and I was instantly aroused by the fact that my wife’s mother got excited by my unintentional ass-tease. I kept on circling my finger around her ass a few times more before I gently partially inserted my middle finger inside her ass. She froze at that moment.

Then I took my finger out and, this time, inserted it completely in. My mother-in-law’s inhaled sharply with excitement. I slowly started moving my finger in and out, and her entire body started responding. She was biting my chest and pressing hard against my body. This was maddening. I thought of all the things that I would do tonight, but this was not on my cards. She, in fact, gently held my erect penis and started stroking it. I held her closer too as I continued finger fucking her ass as she continued stroking my penis.

At one point, she stopped stroking, but she held my penis, and as a reaction, I stopped as well. She turned over on her back and held my cock with her right hand, followed by me rolling on her left shoulder showing her my back. I wasn’t sure what was happening before she pulled my penis gently prompting me to turn on my left shoulder.

She then moved back up towards me, so she was touching my penis, and she gave a gentle pull to my penis, pushing it toward her ass. I was awestruck for the last few minutes. My 55-year-old MIL was inviting me to fuck her ass. Probably tonight’s actions ignited the deepest of desires inside her. Maybe they were there all the time, and tonight she dared to pull them up on the surface.

I felt honored that she approached proactively to fulfill them. I bridged the nanometer gap between me and my MIL. Then I held her tightly and started sniffing her back and shoulders while my penis was rubbing her ass. My MIL was pulling my hair with her right hand as she was reaching cloud 9. I started kissing her back from her neck, coming down to her spine.

Then I started licking her ass crack, and she started moaning loudly. I inserted my tongue in the wedge of her ass crack and slowly started moving up and down. I sensed she was ready now as I moved back up. Then I helped my penis with my right hand and touched her ass. I circled around her ass before pushing gently inside.

My MIL was now breathing heavily as the tip of my penis was inside her ass. I must admit that this was the best pleasure I had ever experienced. Both of us were on cloud 9 as I started slowly moving the tip of my penis in and out.

After a few minutes, I slowly pushed my entire penis inside as her ass started opening up. When it was completely inside, I held her very tightly from behind with my hands, squeezing her nipples and her hands squeezing my hands. Ecstasy was such a high point that I started biting her right shoulder.

I started giving light strokes inside her ass with my penis moving relatively easily in and out. I was constantly squeezing her breasts, picking her back, and biting her left shoulder occasionally. With my penis completely inside her, I felt that I was home as if that was where my penis belonged: deep inside her anus. I kept my penis deep inside her for some time while I kept kissing her neck.

I wasn’t able to fuck her as hard in that position, so I pulled out my penis and whispered in her ears to get up and helped her to get into the doggie position. In that position, her big breasts were hanging majestically while her tummy fat, too, was deliciously suspended in the air.

My mother-in-law’s was looking down at the bed. Then I got on my knees and placed both palms on either side of her ass. I used my hands to part away her ass cheeks so I could see her asshole. It was beautiful and inviting. I couldn’t believe it that I was fucking that beautiful ass. Then I held my dick, and in one swift motion, I inserted it inside her completely as I heard a loud “ahh”.

Now I could put in some hard strokes. I slightly stood up while fucking her hard; at one point I was practically sitting on her butt. This was too much of an excitement for me, and I said, “Surekha, Surekha!” I called my MIL by her name for the very first time. I knew I was about to explode for the third time, and at the same instant, I sensed Surekha’s entire body trembling.

From the doggie position, she quickly laid on her stomach, and I followed, getting on top of her back as both of us came intensely. My dick was buried inside her ass. I had no energy to move, but I managed to get up and get on my back. Surekha, too, got up and went to the restroom. When she came back, I expected her to go out to gather her clothes. But no! She came back to me naked!

She again got over my left arm, resting her head on my left shoulder while keeping her right hand on my chest. She said softly, “Thank you for letting me know I am not alone and you are with me! But how are we going to tell this to my daughter?” I stroked her head lightly and said, “That we can discuss tomorrow; I am sure we will find a way. Tonight, just let’s soak in each other’s presence.” Surekha nodded gently as I kept my right hand running on her back. This was truly a new beginning!

This is my first experience, and I am sharing it with you guys. My name is Rahul, I am 24, an average-looking guy from Gujarat, and I had my first experience when I was 19. So, without wasting time, let’s start the story.

I was an engineering student and was in my first year, and my college was in Nashik. I was away from home, and before this, I had never had a fling with any girl or had a girlfriend. This was the time when Jio came into the picture, and internet usage was booming.

I was new to social media, so I made an account on Instagram and then posted some pictures and followed some friends from college. Day by day, I gained some followers, and after a week, I got a request from a girl. Firstly, I thought it was fake, but I accepted it, and she liked my pictures. Her name in the story is Riya (name changed).

So, Riya liked my pictures and followed me. She was really a fair and beautiful girl. Looking at her pictures, I thought it was fake, but then the same day, she texted me.

Riya: Are you from Nashik?

Me: Yes.

Riya: Which place exactly?

Me: (I was hesitating to text) and replied, “I am not a localite. Are you?”

Riya: Yes.

Me: Tell me about some good places to go.

Then she told me about different places in Nashik, and we had a good conversation that day.

After a few days, we kept on texting each other regularly, and after a week, she said, “Can we FaceTime?” I was really feeling dizzy because I hadn’t been so familiar with any girl before on video call. I made my mind and thought, “Let’s take a chance,” and said yes.

She asked, “Shall I or will you?” and suddenly she called. We were seeing each other for the first time, and I was a bit shy. When I saw her, I was surprised – she was even sexier and more beautiful than I had seen in her pictures.

She said, “Say something. You look so active on chat. What happened now?” I cleared my throat and said, “I was not expecting you to be this pretty. I am stunned, looking at you.”

Now, we used to FaceTime whenever we had time. Our relation was more transparent, and now we were free about things. One day, she was on her periods and was having mood swings. She called me and started yelling and said, “I am really horny.”

I was like, “What can I do?”

She told me about her periods and then told me about her urge. She was watching a movie and got horny. That day, Riya told me about her fantasies. We talked about sensual things, and she said, “Can I ask you something? Hope you don’t mind.”

Me: Yes, go ahead.

Riya: Are you a virgin?

Me: Yes… You look like you had your thing.

Riya: No, but I want to have some day.

Me: I was happy listening to it.

After that, she said, “Hey, what are you doing tomorrow? Let’s catch up.”

I said, “It’s a good plan to meet at CCD.”

The next day:

We had a small hug, and she wore black jeans and a pink top, looking like a bombshell. Looking at her, I could say she was such a beauty, with a 34-28-34 figure. We had a good conversation, and I asked about her cramps. She was feeling better from yesterday, and we talked about last night.

She said, “Mood swings happen.”

I saw lust in her eyes. I grabbed her hands and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”

We talked for an hour, holding hands, and then we left. She said, “Shall I drop you?” and took me to her car.

While opening the door, she had slightly touched my rod, and a tickling happened in my body. She smiled and entered the car. After some time, while driving, she suddenly touched my rod. I thought it was by mistake, but it was a signal. She stopped the car in a dark place, and there was a silence in the car for a minute. I gained some courage and asked her, “Shall I kiss you?”

She didn’t say anything, and the next moment, she leaned forward and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. We kissed for 10-12 minutes, and I never felt so good. She said, “You’re a really good kisser.”

To be honest, it was my first kiss, and she kissed me passionately, biting my lower lip and mixing our salivas into each other. I was harder down there. I firmly moved my hands over her boobs – they were too soft, and her nipples were already erected.

She moaned slightly, “Ahhhhhh,” in my ears. She said, “I have something for you.” She started playing with my dick over my pants, slightly removing my pants and looking at my 6″ dick.

She started stroking it, winked at me, and said, “Would you like if I kiss him?” I was entangled with joy, and she kissed the forehead of my dick and started kissing it. It was heavenly. My eyes were rolling, and I got goosebumps. Then, she slowly took the whole rod in her mouth, and I was now in a wholesome mood.

I was stroking her, holding her hair – it was really my first time. The next moment, it went up to her throat, and she was gagging. I was enjoying the moment – it was heavenly.

After almost 15 minutes, I was at my climax, and I asked, “Shall I cum inside your mouth?” She kept on stroking it, and it was a clear signal for me. At last, I dropped my cum inside her. She took it all in, looking at me like a sexy lady who wanted more. We cleaned ourselves after that and hugged each other tightly. She dropped me at my PG.

I will let you know what happened next after that in my next story.

Women from Nashik and Gujarat could contact me for fun on mail or Google chat at [email protected]

Toh Pooja ko ab main roz chodne laga. Usse chudai ki lat lag gayi thi. Aur ab toh hamein Papa ka daar bhi nahi tha. Humdono sath sotte. Papa ke samne hi hum bathroom mein ek sath nahate. Papa hamein chhup kar nahate dekhte.

Unhe bhi sharab pine ki laat lag gayi thi. Hum bhi unhe kuch nahi kehte aur woh bhi chup rehte. Maine unhe range haathon pakadne ka plan banaya. Aur Pooja ko unhe apna gora badan dikha unhe seduce karne ko bola.

Pooja aisa hi karti hai. Unhe kisina kisi bahane se apni chuchiyan dikhati. Woh chotte choote kapdon mein unke samne atti. Woh bhi nazar chuppa uski gore badan ko uske husn ko niharte.

Ab Pooja ko bhi unhe tadpane mein maza ane lagta tha. Aur woh unhe apne sath lingerie shopping par le gayi. Papa ko mere samne hi api bra panty pehen kar dikhaya. Ab woh bhi khul kar baat karne lage the.

Par tabhi Pooja ne unhe puch diya ki woh bathroom mein unhe nahate kyun dekhte hain. Aur aisa kehkar woh unhe mobile ki recording dikhati hai. Ab toh unhe saza dene ki baari thi.

Pooja – Papa aap andar mujhe aur bhaiya ko jo karte dekhte ho woh. Dekh apka bhi man karta hoga na waisa karne ka. Bolo na sharmao maat.

Papa kuch nahi kehte. Unhone sharam se apni akhen jhukka li.

Pooja – Main jo saza dungi woh manoge na.

Main – Manange kyun nahi mujhe bhi toh mani padi thi. Kitna pita tha mujhe. Ab meri baari.

Pooja – Bhaiya unki umar toh dekho. Apne Papa ko koi marta hai. Unse toh pyaar karte hain. Toh apki yehi saza hai. Apko mera badan se apki yeah gift ki hui lingerie utarni hai.

Main – Kya Pooja kya keh rahi ho. Woh aisa nahi karenge.

Par Papa par toh hawas sawar thi. Woh Pooja ki aur badhne lagte. Aur hum samaj jaate hai. Ab woh bhi Pooja ki chudai karna chahte hain.

Pooja – Itni bhi kya jaldi hai Papa mere kapde utarne ki. Main toh dekhna chahti thi aap kya karte ho.

Pooja – Yeah toh test tha Papa. Bass aaj raat tak kar intezar karlo. Aaj raat main apki dhulhan ki tarah saaj kar suhaag ki sez saaj apka intezar karungi.

Pooja ki yeah baat sun unha chehra khil uthta hai. Apni jawan beti ko chodne ki baat sun unhe lund khada ho jaata hai. Abhi toh dophar ke 2 baje the. Woh besabri se raat ka intezar karne lage.

Main bajaar jakar unke liye ek acchi sharab ki bottle le aya.

Main – Aaj apki suhaag raat hai Papa. Apne kuch gift liya kya Pooja ke liye. Aaj apko woh apna sabkuch dikhyagi Papa. Uski choot dikhayi ki gift toh doge na.

Papa – Kya gift loon. Mujhe toh bahut ajeeb lag raha tha. Kaise apne hi beti ke sath suhaagraat manane ja raha hun. Mummy toh pata challa toh meri jaan hi le leti.

Main – Mummy ko batayega kaun. Yeah toh hamara secret hai. Aaj se ghar par hum teeno jo maan karega woh karenge. Aaj tak hum chup chup kar karte the. Ab toh koi daar nahi.

Papa – Tumhe apni behen ki chudai karte bura nahi laga rajeev.

Main – Bura kyun lagega. Uski toh chudai ki video dekh aap sharam se munh chuppa loge. Par usse bilkul sharam nahi ayi.

Papa – Yumne apni chudai ki video banayi hai. Hey bhagwan kaise bache paida kiya hai maine.

Main – Kyun Papa apko bhi woh video dekhni hai kya. Par abhi nahi pehle aap Pooja ke liye gift toh lekar aao.

Papa meri baat sun bahar Pooja ki choot dikhayi ki gift lane chale jaate hain. Aur main Pooja ko ek kamre mein band kar deta hun.

Pooja – Bhaiya mujhe kyun band kar rahe ho.

Main – Pooja tumhe dulhan ki tarah tyaar jo hona hai. Aaj Papa ke sath tumhari suhagraat nahi manani kya. Jao andar kapde aur ghane rakhen hain. Aur haan woh Papa ki select ki hui bra panty hi pehena. Aaj unki gift ki hui bra panty jaab woh tumhare badan se utarenge toh bahut accha lagega unhe.

Main – Abhi 2 ghante hi bache hain shaam hone mein. Taab tak tum room se bahar nahi aaogi. Tumdono ki suhag ki sez jo sajani hai.

Fir kya tha main apne kaam mein laag gaya. Papa ko maine 7 baje ke baad ane ko kaha. Mujhe undono ki suhagraat ki baat soch kar hi kitna maza aa raha tha. Behen ki kabhi aise chudai karwayunga yeah toh socha hi nahi tha.

Shaam hotte hi main Pooja ke room kholta hun. Pooja puri dulhan ki tarah sazi thi. Laal sadhi mein deep neck blouse aur gehno mein Pooja kya kyamat dha rahi thi. Usse dekh kar toh mera maan hi uske sath suhagraat manane ko kar raha tha.

Par aaj toh usse Papa ke liye book kar diya tha maine. Toh kisi tarah apne aap ko samjaya. Waise bhi Papa ke sath milkar aaj behen ko mil baant kar toh khana hi tha.

Pooja – Kaisi lag rahi hun bhaiya.

Main – Tum toh kyamaat dha rahi hoo Pooja. Aaa toh Papa dua karenge ki kass woh jawan hotte toh. Saari raat tumhari iss jawani ka maza lete.

Main – Chalo Pooja tumhe suhaag ki sez par Papa ka intezar karna hai.

Aisa kehkar main uski ankhon par paati band deta hun. Aur usse apni goad mein uthakar uski suhaag ki sez par betha deta hun.

Main – Toh taab tak aank par bandhi pati nahi khologi Pooja jaab tak main na kahun.

Air woh aisa hi karti hai. Ab raat ho chukki thi. Papa ke ane ka humdono besabri se intezar kar rahe the. Pooja bechaan ho rahi thi. Akhir aaj woh apne Papa se pehli baar chudne jo wali thi.

Aaj woh apna jism unke hawale karne wali thi. Main toh soch raha tha ki akhir Papa kya gift layenge. Main soch hi raha tha ki bahar door bell bajti hai. Papa aa chukke the. Aur Pooja aur jyada sehem jaati hai. Akhir woh Papa ko apni choot dene wali thi.

Papa ghar ke andar aate hi Pooja ko dhundne lagte hain. Unke haath mein ek choota daba tha aur ek bada daba tha.

Main – Kya gift laye ho Papa. Jara dikhao toh sahi.

Papa – Gift tooh jiske liye laya hun woh hi khol kar dikhayegi. Par woh hai kahan ab toh mujhse sabar nahi hotta.

Main – Baap re apni beti ki chudai karne ki itni tadap Papa.

Papa – Yeh tadap bhi toh tumdono ne milkar jagaya hai. Kaise besharmo ki tarah main apni beti ki izat se khelne ko bekara hun.

Main – Baas intezar khatam hua. Apki dulhan apka chaat par intezaar kar rahi hai. Maine ap dono ki suhag ki sez chaat par hi lagaya hai Papa. Challo apki dulhan aapka intezaar kar rahi hai. Aaj uski yeah suhagraat puri yaadgaar bana do.

Fir kya tha dono chaat par jaate hain. Chaat ke bicho bich ek bistar lagaya tha maine aur usse phulon se saza diya tha. Wahan pullon ki tez khusbu thi. Aur maine kuch light bhi lagaya tha.

Pooja wahan bistar par akhon mein paati bandhe bethi thi. Main wahan camera set kar deta hun. Akhir behen ki suhagraat ki video bhi toh banani thi. Papa Pooja ko dekh kaar aur betab ho uthte hain.

Woh turant Pooja ke pass jakar beth jaate hain. Aur main Pooja ko apni akhon ki paati hatane ko kehta hun.

Pooja – Yeah kya bhaiya meri suhagraat aaj aise chaat par manayungi. Baap re. Apko mujhe khueaam nangi hotte dekhne main bahut maza atta hai na. Par jo bhi kaho apne acche se sajaya hai hamri yeh sez.

Papa thoda jhijhak rahe the. Akhir woh unki beti jo thi. Pooja ko bhi thoda ajeeb lag raha tha. Par woh himmat kar Papa ka hausla badhati hai.

Pooja – Papa kya soch raho ho. Apki dulhan tyaar hai. Mujhse aur sabar nahi hotta. Waah mere liye gift laye ho Papa.

Aur aisa kehkar woh dono gift le leti hai. Aur jaise hi bade wale dabe ko kholti hai. Toh usme ek babydoll wali sexy si transparent lingerie hogi hai. Woh ek chamkili pink color ki lingerie thi.

Pooja – Waah Papa yeah toh bahut achi hai. Aaj se ghar par bass mein yeh pehen kar hi rahungi. App dono ko aur jyada tadpayungi isme apna gora badan dikhakar.

Pooja jaise hi choti wali packet kholti hai. Toh usme vigra hota hai.

Pooja – Yeah kya hai Papa. Isse khaana hai kya mujhe.

Main – Yeah tumhare liye gift hai Pooja. Par khana yeah Papa ko hai. Isse khakar unki jawani laut ayegi. Isse khakar mard pagal ho jaate hain. Sex power badhane ki dawa hai. Ab toh tum gayi. Isse khakar Papa jo haal karenge tumhara bass tum dekhti jao.

Pooja – Fir toh isse aap dono ko khilayungi aaj. Isse jaldi kha lo na Papa.

Main – Pehle Papa ko khilao. Pehle woh toh tumhare sath suhagraat mana le maine toh tumhare choot ka swad kai baar chakha hai. Aaj tumhare choot ki opening Papa hi karenge.

Aur aise sun Pooja tablet khol Papa ko khila deti hai.

Pooja – Lo Papa karlo apni tammah puri apki beti apna yeah gora badan apko shonpti hai. Loot lo meri is jawani ka maza.

Main – Daro maat Papa jao Pooja ki jawani ka swaad chaak lo. Aap jo chahe kar sakte ho uske sath.

Fir kya tha Papa Pooja ke pairon ko chutte hain. Aur Pooja machal uthti hai. Woh apni akhen kar leti hai. Woh dheere dheere haath uske pairon se hote huye uski jhangon tak le atte hain. Pooja siskiyan lene lagti hai.

Aur woh machal kar wahan bistar par let jaati hai. Aur apne haath pehlakar Papa ko apne upar bulati hai. Papa uske pair ko pakad uski ungliyon ko katte hai. Pooja uchal padti hai.

Ab woh uske pairon ko sehlate huye uski navel tak atte hai. Aur usse kiss karte hain. Pooja pagal ho jaati hai. Pooja apni akhen kholti hai.

Pooja – Papa abhi daar raho. Apne dono haath meri in boobs par rakh do na. Meri in chuchiyon ko daba dabakar inka rass nikalo na Papa.

Aur aisa kehkar woh Papa ke dono haath lekar apne boobs apr rakh deti hai. Fir kya tha. Apni beti ki komal chuchiyon ko chutte hi unke andar ka sheer jaag jata hai. Aur woh paglon ki tarah uske boobs par toot padte hain.

Dono haathon se uski chuchiyan ko jor jor se maslate huye. Blouse ke upar se aise usse katte aur chuste hain ki Pooja toh madhosh ho uthti hai.

Main – Ab kiska intezar hai. Ab Pooja ke badan par uske kapde acche nahi lag rahe hai. Jaldi se usse nirvastra kardo na.

Pooja – Haan Papa. Utar pheko na meri yeah saare. Mere sare kapde phad kar mujhe apne haathon se nanga krao na. Mujhe nangi apne goad mein khilao na jaise bachpan mein khilate the.

Humdono ki baat sun woh josh mein aa jaate hain. Aur Pooja ko goad mein uthe lete hain. Woh usse chaat ke bicho bich khada karte hain. Aur Pooja ke hooton ko kiss karne lagete hai. Woh Pooja ko kass kar apne bahoon mein bharkar usse kiss karte hain.

Woh Pooja ke badan ko charo taraf chu rahe the. Aur fir achanak woh Pooja ki laal saadi ko uske badan se utarne lagte hain. Pooja apne haath upar kar khadi ho jaati hai. Aur Papa ek kone se saare ko pakad usse khichne lagte hain. Pooja ghumti hui apni saare utarwa rahi thi.

Kya nazara tha woh. Papa apni beti ko nanga kar rahe the. Main sara kuch video mein record kar raha tha. Kuch hi second mein Pooja ke badan se uski saare Papa nikal dete hain. Pooja ke badan par uski blouse aur saya tha.

Woh Pooja ke pass jaate hain aur fir usse niche se pakad kar apne goad mein utha lete hain.

Pooja – Haan Papa jaldi karo na aise hi mere badan se ek ek kar saare kapde utar pheko na. Mujhe aur intezar nahi hota. Dekho na meri choot kitini garam ho gayi hai.

Aur aisa kehkar woh Papa ke haath le apni choot par rakh deti hai. Papa uski saya ko hata uski panty par se pehle toh uski choot ko sehlate hain. Aur fir uski choot ko panty ke upar se hi chatne lagte hain. Pooja aahen bharti hui unke saar par haath rakh balon ko sehlane lagti hai.

Papa – Waah Pooja yeah toh meri gift ki hui panty hai jo us din hamne sath mein kharida tha.

Pooja – Haan Papa. Woh hi hai. Bhaiya ne yeah aaj pehene ko kaha. Taki aap apni gift ki hui bra panty utar kar mere is gore badan ka didar karo. Ab aao na meri yeah blouse phad kar acche se apna gift dekho na.

Fir kya tha. Papa wahin kahde khade uski saya ko utar phekte hain. Aur ab toh unke akhon ke samne Pooja ki panty thi. Woh dono haathon se Pooja ki boobs ko dabate huye uski panty ke upar se uski choot ko chaat rahe the. Pooja puri tarah garam ho chukki thi.

Papa usse ab bistar apr leta dete hain. Aur Pooja apne haath apne saar ke upar le jaati hai. Fir kya tha. Papa fir se uski chuchiyon ko dabane lagte hain. Aur uski blouse ko chuchiyon ke upar se pakadte hai. Aur uski blouse ko phadkar uske badan se utar phekte hain.

Pooja ke badan par ab uski bra panty ke alawa kuch nahi tha. Papa par ab vigra ka asar hone laga tha. Unka lund ab pura khada ho chukka tha. Pooja ki choot phadne ko bekar tha.

Papa ke cehre par alag chamak thi. Unki beti unki akhon ke samne sirf bra panty mein padi thi. Aur unpar apni jawani lootane ko tadap rahi thi.

Papa ab uske badan ko charo taraf kiss karne lagte hain. Aur Pooja puri ghoom jaati hai. Pooja ki nangi pith unke samne thi. Aur fir kya Pooja puri tarah nangi hone ko tadap rahi thi.

Pooja – Bass Papa utar pheko na meri yeah bra panty. Noch dalo isse mere badan par se. Mujhe aur na tadapao.

Fir kya tha woh uski pith ko kiss karte huye uski bra ki hook kholte hain. Aur uski bra ki strip ko uske haathon se nikal dete hain. Pooja ki nangi pith Papa ke samne thi.

Main ab Pooja ki pith par aur uske pure badan par sehed dalne lagta hun.

Main – Lo Papa Pooja ki iss nange jism par se iss sehad ko chaat karo na. Bahut maza ayeaga.

Aur aisa kehkar main unki video banata. Sehed girte hi. Pooja aur jyada machalne lagti hai. Woh jor jor se siskiyan leti hui apna badan Papa se chatwa rahi thi. Papa paglon ki tarah uske badan ko haar jagah chaat rahe the. Aur fir woh uski panty par se uski mast gaand ko dono haathon se dabate.

Pooja ki naram makhmali badan unhe pagal kar raha tha. Woh ab puri tarah betab ho chukke the. Woh dono aur se uski panty pakadte hain.

Main – Haan Papa sabbas. Utar pheko Pooja ki yeah panty. Jaldi se isse nanga karo na. Dekho apki beti ki choot kitni gulabi hai.

Woh uski panty ko itne pyaar se uske badan se utarte hain ki Pooja tadap uthti hai. Uski panty jaise uske badan se alag hoti hai. Woh jor se anhen bharti hai.

Ab Pooja puri tarah nirvastra ho chukki thi. Uske badan par ek kapde ka ek dhagha tak nahi tha. Papa jaise hi usse ghumate hain. Woh apni chuchiyon ko chupa leti hai.

Papa khade ho jaate hain. Aur kuch der Pooja ke nange jism ko niharte hain. Pooja Papa ko dekh rahi thi. Woh apni hi Papa ke samne puri nangi padi thi. Woh sharam se pani pani ho rahi thi. Uski choot puri gili ho chukki thi.

Uski choot puri garam ho chukki thi. Aur apni chudai ke liye Pooja bekarar thi. Pooja Papa ko dekhte huye apne pair phailakar Papa ko apni choot ache se dikhati hai. Woh ek haath se apni chuchiyoon ko chipati hai.

Aur dusre haath se apne choot ko masalti hui. Apne hooton ko daanton se katte huye aise isare se paap ko apni choot ko ragadti hui bulati hai ki usse dekh main bhi uski chudai ke liye tadap uthta hun.

Main – uff Pooja. Ya tadap hai tumhari. Dil toh kar raha hai. Main hi tumhare sath suhagraat mana loon. Papa aapne agar aur intezar kiya toh main khud ko rok nahi payunga. Aaj iski yeah taapti jawani mujhe pagal bana degi.

Papa jaldi jao na dekho na apni Pooja puri nangi apni choot apko dene ke liye machal rahi hai. Meri bate sun Papa turant apke kapde utar phekte hain. Unki nazar Pooja ki nangi choot par hi tiki thi. Unka kala mota lund pura khada tha.

Jaise hi Papa ne apni pant utari. Unka mota lund dekh Pooja seham uthi.

Pooja – Bhaiya dekho na kitna mota lund hai. Yeah meri choot mein jayegi toh kitna maza ayega. Aao na Papa lelo mera saab kuch. Main apni jawani appar lootana chahti hun. Main apni choot apko shompti hun. Chaak lo meri iss choot ka swaad.

Pooja ki yeah baaten aur vigra ka asaar. Papa ko pagal kar raha tha. Pooja ke kehte ki deer thi ki Papa apni beti ke nange badan par toot pade. Pooja ne pehle hi apne pair phaila kar unhe apni choot dikha rahi thi.

Papa Pooja ki choot ko paglon ki tarah chaatne lage. Aur Pooja jor jor se moan karti hui Papa se apni choot chatwane lagti hai.

Pooja – Haan. Aaha. Papa kitna accha lag raha hai. Aaah.. Arram se arram se Papa meri choot . Uff. Bhaiya. Main maar jayungi. Uff nahi. Aur achhaato chaato na Papa chaat khao na isse. Mummy aaah.

Papa uski choot ko andar taak chaat kar khara rahe the. Uski choot ko pura munh mein le woh aise choos rahe the ki Pooja ki halat kharap ho rahi thi. Woh jeeb se hi Pooja ki choot chaat rahe the.

Papa – Kitni payarri choot hai tumhari Pooja. Isse toh raat bhaar khaunga main.

Pooja – Haan Pooja apki hi hai jitna chahe kha lo. Ab kiska daar Papa.

Woh Pooja ki choot ko maar maar kar usse chaat rahe the. Woh kabhi uski jhangon ko chahte. Toh kabhi uski choot par apna saar ragte. Woh niche se uski mast gand ko pakad uski choot chaat rahe the.

Tabhi maine freeze se baraf le aya aur ab Pooja par barf dalne laga. Barf padte hi Pooja aur jayda betab ho uthi.

Pooja – Waah bhaiya. Yeh kitna accha lag raha hai. Yeh barf pehle kyun nahi laye. Bhaiya meri choot par bhi bar laga do no.

Fir kya tha. Main Pooja ki choot par barf ragdta aur Papa uski choot par se paani ki boodon ko chaatkar khaate. Ab woh mere haathon se barf lekar Pooja ki choot ke andar tak barf laga dete. Main kuch barf le kar Pooja ki chuchiyon par aur uski nipple par barf lagata.

Pooja – Main pagal ho jayungi bhaiya. Aaj tak itna acha kabhi nahi laga tha bhaiay. Ab aur maat tadap aao na meri choot phaad dalo na Papa.

Pooja ab bura tarah tadap rahi thi. Barf lagne se uska badan aur jyada garam ho chukka tha. Woh apni chudai ki bheek mang rahi thi. Apne sharam haya saab bhula kar khuleaam apne hi baap se khuleam chaat par nangi padi apni chudai ka intezar kara rahi hi.

Akhir uski yeh chudai yaadgar hone wali thi. Age padiye kaise Papa ne uski choot padhi. Aur Pooja ke sath age kya kya hua. Ab toh koi daar nahi tha.

Hey readers. My name is Mohit. I’m 27 years old. I’m from Hyderabad. We are four in the family. My elder sister got married. I live with my Mom and Dad.

So, without wasting further time, let’s get into the story. My Mom’s name is Sheetal, and my Dad’s name is Rohit. Both of them are a lovely couple and look good. I don’t know the exact measurements of my Mom. But she has the right Mallu-type figure and is extremely fair.

I always hear moaning and grunting sounds from my parent’s room. That’s the intensity with which my Dad fucks her. And she, too, enjoys his dick.

This incident happened back in August 2024 and changed our lives completely. It was cosy weather, and we planned for a picnic in Araku Valley, which is approximately 700 km from Hyderabad.

We decided to go by our car. We packed our luggage, had dinner and started our journey at around 9 pm. Mom was wearing a loose, deep-neck kurti and leggings. I could clearly see her sexy cleavage. But I never had any such intentions towards her. It was just a casual attraction towards her fleshy body.

I drove the car for four straight hours. Mom asked me to stop the car nearby since she wanted to pee badly. I stopped at a few petrol pumps. But the washrooms were really in bad condition, and she didn’t want to go there.

So finally, I stopped near an agricultural land near the highway where she could relieve herself. I asked Dad to accompany her. I turned off the car, fearing any wild animal might hear the engine sound.

Both of them got out of the car and went to pee. Since it was the rainy season and already cloudy, it started raining heavily while they were peeing already. And to our poor luck, they got totally drenched in rain. They ran back into the car and were shivering like hell.

Things got worse when I started the heater; our car had some technical issues, and the engine was dead. And we didn’t even have any technical support nearby. Mom was shivering more than Dad. So I asked Mom to remove her wet clothes.

She was shy and reluctant at first, but then I couldn’t bear the pain she was going through. I removed my shirt and pants and handed them to her. And asked her to change. She was in the back seat. Dad and I were in the front seat.

She removed all her clothes and wore my shirt. But my pants couldn’t fit on her thighs, so she just covered her legs with my pants.

So was Dad’s situation. He, too, removed his clothes and was just in his underwear. It started raining heavily. And we were freezing like hell.

Mom asked us to come to the back seat so that it might feel cosy and better. Without wasting a single second, we went to the back seat. It was just Dad and me who were shivering now. Both of us sat on either side of Mom.

I was rubbing my palms to get some heat. Mom saw us in awe as she rubbed both her hands on Dad’s and my thighs. It felt much better. While doing so, my pants, which were covering her legs, fell. For the first time, I was seeing her milky white, fleshy and juicy thighs.

I got the biggest hard-on ever in my life. She saw that and ignored it as if nothing had happened. But we were still feeling cold like hell. Then Dad said something which gave a shock to my stammering cock

Dad – Guys, this won’t help. Mohit, let’s get closer to Mom. Otherwise, we will die in this situation.

Mom – Yes, dear. Come and cuddle. This is the only way we can survive till morning.

We did so. I put my left hand on Mom’s back and started rubbing her back. Dad put his right hand on her thigh. All of us got some relief. But my dick started hurting me in my underwear. I could hear Mom breathing heavily.

She started rubbing my thigh with a tighter grip. She was moving her hand to my crotch area. Taking a step further, I moved my hand to the waist and fondled her waist sides.

I could clearly see that Dad had already inserted his hand in Mom’s panties and rubbed her pussy. I came close to Mom’s face and planted a soft kiss on her neck. Her hair perfume was driving me crazy. She didn’t react to my kiss.

To my surprise, she inserted her hand in my underwear and held my throbbing dick. The same with her left hand she was playing with Dad’s cock. I thought Dad might have come to know that the same thing was going on my side.

But he was helpless too at the situation. Both of us started fondling her boobs one by one. She was breathing heavily. I turned her face towards me and said

Me – Mom, I can’t take it anymore. I might die because of this cold. I’m sorry for this.

Saying so, we started smooching each other like there was no tomorrow. On the other side, Dad started removing her shirt. She wasn’t wearing any bra underneath. The scene of her huge breasts was jaw-dropping.

Meanwhile, we were so desperate that we removed our remaining clothes. I laid Mom on the seat. Her legs were placed on the car door. Dad and I sat at the corner of the seat, and I was admiring her beauty. I got down and started sucking her already wet pussy.

She took Dad’s dick in her mouth and was sucking it like a lollipop. I licked and tongue fucked her for 10 minutes, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked Dad to sit in the front row for some time. Now, we could get some space to start the action. He agreed.

I placed her legs on my shoulders and rubbed my hard, painful dick on her pussy lips. I was teasing her over her pussy lips. She was begging me to fuck her. With just one push, my whole 6-inch dick was inside her. She let out a soft moan.

And with slow strokes, I started fucking my own Mom in front of my Dad. It was like a dream. I fucked her for good 7-8 minutes, and she wasn’t comfortable in that position anymore. So Dad folded both the front seats, and Mom got into the doggy position.

I fucked her from behind, and meanwhile, Dad inserted his dick in her mouth. This continued for another 10 minutes. I was on cloud nine and about to cum. I asked Mom what to do. She asked me not to stop. So did I.

It was the best cum shot of my life. I emptied all my balls in her sweet pussy. Finally fell on her and kissed her back.

It was 3 am, and the rain had stopped. Now, Dad was in no mood to stop. He opened the car door and laid Mom in the corner. Mom’s ass was in the air, and my Dad tightly held her legs.

Dad inserted his dick in Mom’s dripping pussy. It was calm all around, and we could hear just ‘thap thap thap’ sounds. I was sitting near Mom’s head and playing with her pink nipples. Mom pulled my face near her, and we were kissing each other.

Dad increased his speed and released his juices in Mom’s pussy. Both of them cum together. We were totally tired and satisfied.

We slept till 8 am. We woke up and put on our respective dresses. They were still wet. In the next part, I’ll share how we double-penetrated Mom in the hotel and took her virgin ass.

I shared this thing with my sister. Later on, we were involved in a family orgy. I’ll upload these stories based on your feedback and how you enjoyed reading my story.

Girls and ladies from Hyderabad can mail me at [email protected].

Hello friends, I’m Raj (name-changed, for obvious reasons). I’m married now, age 35. I had a lot of fun in my life and was fond of reading sex stories.

I have never tried to share my experience before today. This was the time when I got my first job after my engineering degree at a consulting firm. It was a decent company that gave good opportunities to freshers. I was one of the fortunate freshers who got the job.

First of all, about me, I was and have a strong build-up and physique. Being athletic from childhood, I started to go to the gym (a reputed one, after the job). I used to play badminton and volleyball on weekends.

I was a virgin till the time, which was awkward. I was hiding it from friends. I am a kind of shy person who doesn’t talk much to girls. I had a few female colleagues in the company join at the same time as me. I did not get close to them. A normal smile and go kind of relations with most of the girls.

There were 2 girls that I remember, Smita and Sara. Simta was a bulky, dusky girl. I liked her as she was chubby but not that much, having the correct flesh at the right parts. Her wide hips are used to jiggle while walking. I used to stare at those hips secretly whenever I got a chance.

Smita used to be with Sara, another female colleague who was normally built. Medium hips and a bit of fleshy on the chest. She was really bold and outspoken. She used to chat with me even though I was smiling and answering yes and no.

All 3 of us and 1 more guy called Tushar used to sit in a cubicle. This was an end cubicle with just 4 spaces. Smita used to sit on the left-hand side, Sara behind, and Tushar diagonally opposite in the cubicle.

I’m telling you the events gradually happened. There were 3 females involved in this whole saga, which you will get to know as this story unfolds.

That day I was a bit horny when I reached the office. In the morning, I met a Milf woman in the gym who asked me for help with deadlifts. I used to see her around. She was one of the attractions in the gym, who usually came with tight and sexy clothing. She was on the bulkier side.

While helping her, I was able to see her cleavage. She was a bit overweight but had the right amount of flesh everywhere. Boobs ass, thick thighs. When she was bending down, she was making a mistake. I tried to explain to her verbally.

Finally, I went close to her and assisted her in doing 2 sets correctly. I was keeping my hands on her back as she was not using any belts, I was really close to her chubby ass, and I was getting aroused by that. I even started getting a bulge in my shorts.

The smell of sweat was mixed with perfume and was making me more horny. I started to chat with her and found out her name was Mitali. After the gym, I went to shower and was thinking of taking my load out. But I was getting late to the office. I didn’t get a chance to do that.

Back to the story, I came to the cubicle and noticed Smita. She was in a tight dress with a skirt that exposed her navel and thick thighs. I was a bit stuck on her when I saw Sara coming. She noticed that I was staring at Smita. I tried to look normal.

However, due to incidents since morning, my face might be showing what I was thinking. Sara commented to Smita, “Looking bombshell today, babe.” I immediately jumped and added to Smita that she was looking nice in her dress.

Sara giggled and whispered to me, “Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, where your eyes were stuck a few minutes ago.” I was a bit ashamed and astonished to see Sara looking at me.

A few hours went by. In the afternoon, before lunchtime, Smita took some printouts, and 1 fell. I didn’t want to miss the chance to see her bend down. I kept myself normal as much as I could. I turned towards the printer and saw her lovely ass and dusky thighs.

To my surprise, Sara was looking at me. She started staring at me. I immediately changed my stance. I got up and started going towards the pantry for coffee. When I reached there, I was thinking of offloading myself in the toilet. Immediately, I saw Sara coming in.

I smiled, but she didn’t respond. I went out. There was open space to stand, and she came with a coffee and started walking towards me. Her first question startled me. “What you were doing?” I said I don’t know what she is talking about.

She said she knew what was going on in my mind. She asked me to stay back in the evening because she wanted to talk. I tried to understand, but the situation was getting difficult. She literally shouted, “I said in the evening.” I missed my heartbeat and lost my half-boner and feeling to shag immediately.

Time was not going away that day. Felt like a massive burden all day, and I was unable to focus on work, too. Finally, around 5, Smita left the office. I kept myself locked to the screen so that I could avoid Smita and not say goodbye. As she left, I started to close and pack up. Sara came to me and just said, “WAIT.”

I was sitting there, stuck on my mobile for around 30 minutes. Sara came to me and said let’s go. I was so afraid. I just started following her, and I didn’t say a word. She said, “Let’s go to a coffee place.” She got a coffee, and I was standing in the free space in the corner.

Sara was looking straight into my eyes. She said, “Do you like Smita?” I was startled by that question. I tried to avoid the question. She interrupted and said, “Do you want to fuck her, or do you seriously love her?” I thought to cover up, but I hit straight back, “Why are you asking me this question?”

She said she knew how I looked at Smita. If I really don’t want to mess up, I should tell her the truth, and she can help. I got a bit relaxed and said it was just arousal. She came again with the question, “Do you want to fuck Smita?” I didn’t respond.

She stood up and started going out. She turned around and said, “If you don’t respond, I will make sure Smita makes a complaint to HR.” I just said – Yes. She came back and said she could help if I did what she said, smirking. She asked me to drop her home.

We went on my bike. I immediately understood what Sara was going towards. I was getting hornier just thinking about it. She said let’s have beer on the way, I picked 2 beers and some snacks. I said, “Let’s have it at my place.” She didn’t respond; she just rode on my bike.

This time her boobs were pressed against my back. I was getting a boner just thinking about my first sex. She asked where I live. I told her I lived alone in an ensuite. Again, she didn’t speak up much- which was a surprise for me, and she is a really talkative gal. I just drove to my place.

We went upstairs. She came in as I was closing the door, and she kept stuff on the table. She was staring at me. I looked at her and said I would freshen up. It was just a bedroom and an attached bathroom there. I went to the corner and started undressing myself.

I took a towel and wrapped it around my waist while I was in my boxers and bare chest. I saw her eyes were glued to me. I passed by to wash myself. As I came out, I saw she had removed her jacket and was wearing a T-shirt and pants. She said, “I need to use the bathroom.”

I wore a sleeveless T and shorts. I opened the beer and switched on the TV. I moved the channel to music – The Song was “Dil dene ki rut aayi- Madhuri Dixit.” Sara came and jumped next to me on the sofa. I passed her beer and said cheers. I was looking at Sara, and I sensed she had taken her bra out.

I can see her nipples through T. I tried to break the silence and chit-chat, but Sara was not responsive. She had drunk almost half of the bottle already. I picked my pace, too. We were sensing lust in the room, the song playing in the background and the gulping sound of beer.

She stood up, finished her beer, and stared at me. I just put my bottle on the table. She jumped onto me. Our lips locked. It was my first kiss. My hands immediately moved to her boobs, which were so soft and of decent size. I sensed Sara was eager to fuck.

I took the lead and moved my hand inside her T. I felt her grip on my lips get harder and moved swiftly. I lifted her and put her on the bed, and this time my hand was on her thighs and moved towards her pussy. I felt Sara moaning and shivering. I started lifting her T and took off mine, too.

I was in my boxers. She was staring at my boner, and I could sense lust in her eyes. Her boobs were open, and I locked myself on them. I started eating her nipples, and as I was sucking, her moans got louder. I stopped, increased the TV volume, and again indulged.

Her hands were moving on my muscles. She loved my gym-trained body. I kissed her again and started licking her neck and earlobes. In a few swift moves, I removed her clothes, and now she is with her panty only. With one hand, I started rubbing her pussy,

The other hand was pressing her left boob, and I was eating her right boob. Sara was moaning quite loud now, and she held my dick and pressed it. A bolt of lightning went into my body as she did that. I stopped and took a deep breath. I removed my boxers and spread her legs quickly.

I saw a pussy for the first time in real. My dick was swinging up with joy. I wanted to stick in. I tried but failed. She smiled and held my dick and guided it into her pussy. I pushed it in a stroke. Sara literally cried out and started screaming and pushing me back.

She was asking me to stop, but I was so desperate that I didn’t allow her to move. She was not capable of moving me a bit. I just held myself in there for a minute without any movement. Then I made a few strokes. It was a divine feeling. Felt some stickiness around the walls of her pussy.

I was literally rushing to stroke as fast as I could. Within a few minutes, Sara started enjoying it, and the moans were mild and satisfactory. I could see the happiness on her face. I felt my balls going to empty. I just moved my dick out, and it exploded.

A bulk of my cum fell on Sara’s stomach, and it sprayed onto her neck. I managed to tuck down next to her. Sara was out of breath for a moment. Then she cleaned herself. She moved herself next to me and took my hand as a pillow. I felt she was still breathing hot and was not satisfied.

After a few minutes, she grabbed my dick again. It was an electrifying experience for me. She was holding my naked dick, and that was 1st touch by a gal. My dick started responding in a minute. Sara sensed the stiffness. She moved closer to my dick and started licking around.

I was afraid that she was going to do oral sex. I was not sure how that was going to be experienced, so I wanted to avoid it. I got up, took Sara’s face in my hand, and started kissing her. She responded with her left hand tucked behind my neck and pulled me closer. She was pumping my dick with her other hand.

I switched over and took her by surprise. I positioned her in the doggy and slid my tool in a swift motion. This time it went with smoothness as she was moist and horny. This time, I felt no bursting out, and I was making fast and rhythmic moves.

I grabbed Sara’s back and started pounding. Sara was so loud this time. I found out later that she had an orgasm. I left her after almost 15 minutes of tremendous pounding. I spat all over her ass. We spent that night together and continued fuck sessions for months.

If I get good responses to this story, I will write further and tell you about my experience with Mitali (but not Smita—my bad luck).

With love,
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