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Ashok had seen Alex’s big cock in the gent’s washroom. He now had a cuckold fantasy to see Alex fucking his wife, Savita with his big cock. He didn’t know that Savita and Alex were already having an affair. Ashok planned a romantic night. He wanted to tell Savita about his fantasy, as he thought that Savita was a loyal wife.

But will Saviya agree to fuck Alex in front of Ashok?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 93 – Slutty Wife

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This story is about my college final year, involving me (Tarun) and Pinky. Our class was small, with only 50 students. So, we knew everybody by name.

I was an above-average student; 5’7″ tall, with a tool size of 5.4 inches. Pinky was a fair-complexioned, tall, slim girl. She was 5’10” tall, with measurements of 34-26-35 and a cup size of 34C. Her black hair reached just near her bra strap.

I was very shy, so I hardly talked to her in class. But I used to observe her a lot. She used to sit on the first bench, and I would sit on the fourth bench, far enough that she couldn’t watch me ogling at her. That way I could enjoy the view uninterrupted.

During long breaks between lectures, she would sometimes sit in class and study or talk to her friends. I would sit in class and read comics or books on my phone. One day, during the break, she came to me.

She: Hi, what are you reading?

Me: It’s just an article.

She: What is it about?

Me: It’s just about the latest developments in the tech world. Would you like to read?

She nodded and sat next to me. I felt nervous and was filled with anxiety. She held my phone and bent a little, and I got a nice view of her cleavage and bra.

Her smell was mesmerizing, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her cleavage. I got an erection. I guess she noticed. She gave me a pat on my thigh and said, “Nice. We are friends from now. Let’s talk more often.”

We exchanged numbers, and I started chatting with her and flirting on texts. Her responses were usually quick, especially to flirty texts. Soon, the texts were naughty. In class, whenever the topic got a little naughty or had double-meaning innuendos, I would look at her.

I caught her pressing her boobs during lectures by crossing her arms tightly. She would also press her thighs. She would often rub her thighs while sitting and act like some dust was on her lap, slowly removing it, but there wasn’t. She was just touching herself through any means.

The college had announced a Cultural Fest on December 27th. Our class dress code was girls in sarees and boys in suits. Being winter break, a lot of students were not going to attend. I wanted to know if Pinky was attending and also her boyfriend situation, so I teased her.

Me: You must have not met your boyfriend for a long time.

She: Why do you say that?

Me: I saw you caressing your thighs and playing with, ahem, during lectures sometimes.

She: First of all, I don’t have a boyfriend. Secondly, someone’s been observing me a lot?

Me: So, I am right. You do those things.

She: Pyaas sabko lagti hai. Gala sabka sukhta hai.

Me: Achaji? Apko kaise pata me kya dhundh rha hu?

She: Tumhari pant sab bata rahi hai.

Me: Nazar kaafi tez hai tumhari. But tumhari hi galti hai.

She: Kaise?

Me: Woh toh control me tha jab tak tumne usey touch karke uthaya nahi tha.

She touched my bulge and pressed it, caressing it over my pants for a few seconds before letting go.

She: Lo, ab achese jaga diya. Toh ab kya karna padega?

Me: Mujhe badla lena padega.

She: Woh toh tumne coat pehnate time le liya na?

I gave her a smile and touched her thighs. No one could see what we were doing as we were sitting behind the table. I started caressing her thighs, and she gave me a look, shook her head, and removed my hand. I kept my hand again, but did not caress. She removed her phone and started looking at it.

I got my clue, and I went inside the coat, placing my left hand on her bare back, just above her blouse bra strap. She let out a sigh, “Aahhh. Tumhare hath thande hai.”

Me: Isliye thodi garmi le raha hu.

She laughed and placed her right hand on my thigh. As I started slowly caressing her back, her hand came closer to my erect bulge. She touched it with her little finger, and I came closer to her. Her entire hand was now on my crotch, and my hand went round her back, touching her left side boob from inside the blazer. No one could see as the blazer was covering her boobs.

As I touched her boob again, I gave it a gentle squeeze. She grabbed my crotch and gave a very seductive look, saying, “Koi dekh lega. Lets stop.” I said, “I have a place; wanna go there? Koi nahi hoga.” She did not answer but removed the blazer and gave it to me.

Rajiv’s call came, “Hey Pinky, where are you? Aren’t you coming to the party?”

Pinky: No, I won’t; I have to rush home.

Pinky looked at me and said, “Let’s go; we have three hours before I need to reach home.”

We went on my bike, and she sat behind me with hardly any gap. I could feel her boobs pressing hard against me. She kept her hand wrapped around my waist, and with her little fingers, she would go inside my pants and touch the tip of my penis.

Once we reached home, I wanted to look at her properly. So, I asked her to remove my coat and give me a twirl. She gave a nice slow turn as I glanced from her beautiful pink lips to her slim neck. She lowered her saree to tease me with her navel, turned around to show her sexy back, and shifted her hair so I could enjoy her back even more.

Then she turned around, placed her hands on her side boobs, and gave them a gentle squeeze while winking at me and biting her lower lip. I was a virgin, but she was definitely not. I went close to her, and she kept moving back till she touched the bedroom door.

As I came close, I removed my belt, and she turned towards the door. My penis was screaming to come out of my pants, and she was pressed against the door. I could feel her ass from my penis, and she turned towards me. I wanted to kiss her, but she didn’t let me.

Pinky whispered, “Thodi der aur ruko.”

Me: Me toh ruk jaunga, but ye (pointing at my penis) nahi maan raha.

Pinky looked down and saw the bulge. Then, she quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and then my pants. She bent down and pulled my pants, and I was in my undies and shirt. I wanted to kiss her. So, I made her stand up; she immediately turned towards the door. I pressed her ass cheeks with my hands; they were soft and bouncy like a sponge. My erect penis fit perfectly between her ass cheeks.

Now I moved to remove the saree and whispered, “Hey.”

She: What now?

Me: I am still waiting for the answer.

She: What answer?

Me: Do the carpet match the drapes?

She: It’s high time you find it yourself.

I turned her around and gave her a tight kiss on her lips. We started kissing each other wildly, and I squeezed her left ass with my right hand and squeezed her right boob with my left hand. After 10 minutes of wildly kissing, she looked at me, and we smiled. Her pink lipstick was no longer visible on her lips.

We went inside the bedroom, and I removed her saree. She removed her petticoat, and to my surprise, she was wearing a red panty. Damn! She looked hot in that. Her fine-shaped long legs were killer, and her thighs… uff! I could lick her thighs all night and still be thirsty.

As she removed her blouse, she pulled me closer by my shirt and removed it. She was in a red bra and red panties, while I was now in my undies. We kissed again for five minutes. And while we were doing that, she put her hand inside my undies and started playing with my penis. I was already oozing pre-cum.

She moved back and said, “Looks like you are too excited.” I said, “Ab Aur wait mat kara. Dekh kitna tadap rha hai.” She went on her knee and removed my underwear, and as she did that, my penis touched her nose. She looked up to me and licked her upper lip slowly and kissed my penis. I moaned.

She gave it a stroke and took it inside her mouth in one go. It was hardly a few seconds of a blowjob before I came inside her mouth. I apologized, but she said, “Oho! Lagta hai kisi ka first time hai. Koi baat nahi. Next time better karna.”

She stood up and started walking away, and I pulled her back, saying, “Bhaley hi first time hai, but quit nahi kiya hai ab tak.” I pushed her on the bed, and she smiled as I started coming towards her. She moved back towards the head of the bed and then stopped. I moved closer and closer, and she closed her eyes as I reached near her lips.

I started caressing her nipples over her bra, and her nipples were poking through the bra. She held my head and moved it towards her nipples, and I slid one hand inside her panty and started playing with her pussy lips. She kissed me ferociously, and I moved back and started pinching her nipples one by one. She started moaning, “Aaah. Uhmmmmm. Aaaaaahhhh.”

I removed her bra, and she threw her panty at me. I made her sit on my lap, facing me, and my penis rubbing on the edge of her pussy drove her crazy. Then I went and started sucking her nipples, and she started sweating. I stopped and went near her pussy and started licking it. She grabbed my hair tightly and started pulling it; it was very arousing.

While my tongue was moving around inside her pussy in circular motions, she was moaning, “Aaaahhh. Tarun aur. Don’t Stop Tarun.” I started fondling her nipples with my fingers, and within 10 minutes, she couldn’t control and came.

She: Finally, I came. What now?

Me: Ab 1 round aur. Utho… Help me with this.

She saw the condom and helped me put it on. She made me lie on the bed and positioned her wet, dripping pussy over my penis. She looked deep into my eyes as she came down, and her pussy gulped my penis in one go. She held me tight and started bouncing, screaming as if it was her first time too. It was very sexy.

After two minutes, she got tired, and I asked her to go into a doggy-style position. Then we did it that way for 11 minutes, and her screams became louder: “Aaah. Aaah. Aaah. Ooh. Yess! Yess! Don’t stop… More more more. Tarun, Aaaah!!!” Then we decided to go missionary.

I sucked her nipples first, and as I slid my penis inside her wet pussy, I kissed her. She kept the kiss going by biting my lower lip and moving her tongue inside my mouth. While stroking her in full speed, I kept caressing and squeezing her boobs and nipple. She pushed me back and said, “I am gonna cum,” and I increased my speed. She came, and so did I.

We lay there naked, our bodies wrapped around each other. We kissed and slept for some time.

This was my encounter, and I will be sharing many more such encounters. Hope you liked it.

Hi guys, Riya again with the continuation of the story. In the first part, you read how me and my married old boss danced at an office party after getting drunk. We seduced each other. I gave him a blowjob in his car. But he had to leave as his wife kept on calling him.

Thank you for the amazing response. It motivated me to continue writing.

I am 24 years old, and this story took place three years ago when I was a virgin. I am fair, 5’1 tall, with a figure of 34-28-34.

So, after the party incident, I wasn’t able to focus on anything on the weekend. Whenever I closed my eyes, my boss’s huge dick was before me. I was itchy and restless between my thighs. I tried calming myself by fingering, but what could my soft, thin fingers do?

I somehow controlled myself throughout the weekend. On Monday, while I was getting ready, my boss’s instructions ran in my mind. So, I wore a formal shirt (no bra as instructed) along with a black skirt. It had a short slit on the back. I wore a black panty and a black blazer to avoid anyone noticing my lack of bra.

I was really excited when I reached the office. But to my shock/surprise, the boss went out of the station due to some family emergency. I texted him asking if everything was okay but didn’t receive any reply. I was in my boss’s cabin, as that’s where I used to work.

It was a warm day, and no one was around. I took off the blazer and sat down to finish my routine tasks. I turned on the AC. The temperature of the room drooped quickly, which made my nipples hard. While I was working, I could feel my nipples rubbing against my shirt. I was getting excited for no reason.

Around lunchtime, Mansi opened the cabin door and asked about lunch plans. We chatted for a few minutes. She asked me, “Did you forget to put on a bra today?” looking at my poking nipples. I got very embarrassed and turned all red in my face.

She was like, “Oh, don’t worry, the boss isn’t around today, so no harm done.” (I was thinking, he’s the reason I’m not wearing one, lol). I changed the subject and went for lunch. The day got over somehow.

Late in the evening, when I got home, I got a reply from him. His message was short, saying, “Yeah, my wife’s mum slipped and hurt her back, so I had to leave urgently. By the way, can you prepare the presentation for Mr. Singh? We have to meet him with our final proposal this week itself.”

And here I was, expecting something more. There was nothing about our cosy evening or even me for a matter. I was upset, so I slept after having an early dinner. Nothing unusual happened the next day, too. I prepared the presentation and shared it with him. He wasn’t present that day as well.

While I was on my way home, I received a call from him:
Boss: Hey beautiful! How are you doing?

Me: I’m okay (I wanted to tell him I missed him but restrained myself)

Boss: You sound dull. Don’t worry. I just wanted to let you know that I was back home. My MIL is doing much better. She’s here with us so that we can take good care of her.

Me: (still in the same tone) Yeah, that’s good news. I’m happy for her to have such a caring Son-in-law.

Boss: I know what’s going to cheer you up. I want you to accompany me to this meeting with Mr. Singh. He’s a fun personality and wants us to meet at a resort in Goa. So tomorrow, you have a few small tasks. Ask the travel desk to book 2 tickets, leaving tomorrow and returning Thursday evening and 2 rooms in one of the best resorts in North Goa.

Me: (I got a bit sad at the mention of two rooms.) Oh, a trip sounds fun! Is there anything else, sir? (I knew he loved his job, so I shouldn’t fool around.)

Boss: Yeah, I won’t be present tomorrow as well, so please take a half day as there isn’t much work. Also, before I forget, go shopping and get a beautiful saree for yourself. I want you to be your best for this meeting. Bill it on the corporate credit card. Hope you’re a little happier now!

Me: Hehe, yes, sir, I’m happy now (a half day and shopping at the company’s expense, who wouldn’t be). But, sir, I don’t like to shop alone.

Boss: Don’t worry. We’ll shop for you again sometime later. Okay, see ya! Bye.
Me: Bye, sir! (I had mixed emotions after the call. I was unsure what he wanted)

The next day, I made all the necessary arrangements with the travel desk. In the second half, I convinced Nisha to come with me to shop. I said I had a family function coming up on the weekend, and I needed to buy a saree. Nisha agreed, but on the condition that lunch was on me.

Nisha and I had lunch, and later, she accompanied me shopping. We finalized a black netted saree with a backless blouse. I thought that if my boss was playing hard to get, why not I take charge and seduce him? So, I found a sexy spaghetti strap sundress.

Nisha was like, “Dude, are you planning on seducing someone?” I just laughed, saying no, I find it cute. She said. “You know what will be even sexier with this? Pair it with a sexy thong.” She took me to the lingerie section to buy a matching maroon thong.

After our long shopping spree (it lasted almost 3 hours, lol), we bid farewell to each other. I had made up my mind to seduce my boss completely. So I waxed my entire body hairless and felt my soft pussy with my fingers. I started playing with my pussy for a while.

I squirted hard, rubbing and fingering myself. I slept naked with my juices dried up on my thighs. I had a shower to clean myself up in the morning.

My boss had texted me to be ready by 9-9:30. It was already 7, and I hadn’t packed anything. I quickly packed my bag, had some breakfast and then started getting ready. I wore the maroon see-through thong, along with the sundress. It was short till my mid-thighs and had a deep neck.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and damn I was looking hot! I wore matching block heels and a long coat over the dress. My boss was at my PG at 9:05. I, too, was ready, so I went down to greet him. He greeted me with a warm smile. He was a little disappointed because of the overcoat.

On the way to the airport, he told me how excited he was for the meeting. He also added that he was glad I could accompany him on this trip. Both of us had cabin luggage, so it was easy to check in. At the security check, I removed my overcoat.

I literally noticed him skipping a beat watching me in such sexy attire. He had a smile on his face and took me by my waist to the boarding gates. My pussy twitched as well when I felt his hard hands around my waist. Our seats were in business class, and being an off-season, it wasn’t that crowded.

He took my bag and overcoat and placed it in the rack above. I asked him if I could take the window seat as I love watching clouds. He was like, “With you looking like that, I don’t want to watch anything else.” I could notice him glancing at my deep neck and my mole. He was drooling.

He was in his business casuals (i.e. black polo half T-shirt and a beige trouser). His biceps were driving me crazy. I knew he was muscular. But I had never seen him as he was always dressed so formally.

Boss: You know, you are looking ravishing today.

Me: (with a naughty smile) Is that so? And I thought you had forgotten all about me.

Boss: Oh, I could never forget those sexy lips and that mole.

He tried to put his right hand on my cleavage, but I stopped him, signalling towards the cabin crew. I could see a sad look on his face. We talked about work a little till the flight took off. I was dying for him to touch me and feel me.

My thoughts, along with the chilling temperature inside the flight, were making my nipples hard. He, too, noticed the same and asked me if I was okay.

Me: Yes, sir, it’s just a bit chilly here.

Boss: Yeah, they’ve dropped the temperature a little, but it’s good.

He rang for the crew, asking them for a blanket. He handed me the blanket and asked me to spread it over both of us. I understood that he wasn’t feeling cold and still wanted to get inside.

The game was on, lol. I spread the blanket covering us from the chest to the knees.  I was sitting on his left, so he placed his left hand through my neck over my left arm and started rubbing it.

Boss: Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel better, baby.

I smiled and moved towards him so that our sides were almost sticking. He, too, smiled and, using his right hand, made me rest my head on his chest, kissing my forehead.

Boss: Rest up, Riya, as this is the only rest you’re going to get today.

His right hand was moving on my cheeks and lips, so I kissed it, showing my gratitude. His left hand was caressing my left arm all this while. I could hear his heartbeat. I placed my left hand on his chest, feeling his chest and abs a little.  His started drawing patterns, moving his magical fingers on my exposed back.

Me: I don’t think so. I can sleep like this, sir (I whispered, looking up to see his reaction)
Boss: (looking down in my eyes) I never said you can sleep. All I said was to rest, hehe.

He had a naughty smile. I maintained eye contact while smiling and moved my left hand from his abs to his bulge, pressing it. He closed his eyes, and his hand stopped for a few seconds on my back. He pulled me closer, making my nose burry in his chest, smelling his fragrant perfume.

He slowly moved his hand on my left arm and touched my left boob over the dress teasingly. I completely lost myself, pressing his bulge hard and moaning in his chest slowly.

Boss: Shh! You don’t want people to know how naughty you are.

He noticed a crew member passing, so he deliberately pinched my left nipple hard. I had to cover my mouth with my hand to stop me from moaning. I was in a lot of heat that I didn’t notice his hand moving between my left arm and boob. His fingers brushed against my armpit, making me shiver.

All this while his other hand was pressing over my left hand, making it a sandwich between his palm and his bulge.

Boss: Do you mind if I pull the strap of your dress down a little? Or should I insert my hand? That might damage the dress a bit.

I was shocked at his words. I pulled the strap down, making it loose around my chest. He smiled and inserted his left hand inside my dress, holding my boob firmly. My hard nipple was crushed in his palm, and it felt so amazing. He moved his right hand.

It was pressing my hand over his bulge towards my thighs. Instinctively, my body responded, spreading my thighs a little. He whispered, ‘Good Girl!’ (that made me blush). He started moving his magical fingers on my thighs, teasing me like crazy. His other hand was busy massaging my left boob.

I was on cloud nine, getting toyed with publicly like crazy. I was wet down there and was waiting for a long time for him to feel it. But the moment his fingers touched my soaked panties, I closed my legs. His hand was trapped between my legs, and his fingers just over my pussy.

He got excited, feeling my wetness and started pressing my tits hard and slowly wriggling his fingers over my panty-covered pussy. He had pinned me to his chest and was teasing me like crazy. I had covered my mouth with my hand, scared I might moan loudly.

Boss: Open up, my love. I know you want it and even more.

I kissed his chest over his t-shirt, nodding, and spread my legs again. He kept rubbing my clit and playing with my tits, keeping me on edge. All I could do was hold my mouth with my hand to avoid moaning loudly. I was at his mercy and was being crushed between his chest and strong arms.

Then he suddenly pinched my nipple hard. He inserted his thick middle finger in my pussy till he felt the hymen. I had to bite my hand hard to stop myself from screaming. I was in a condition that I wanted him to stop, yet get wilder at the same time.

Anyone noticing us couldn’t tell what was going on. I was lying on his chest while his hand was handling things inside the blanket. I had started sweating with all the heat, and he wasn’t done yet! He started moving his finger in and out slowly.

I must tell you, I have been fingered before by my ex. But he was driving me nuts with his strong hands and double simulation on my pussy and breasts.

Boss: I know you’re close, but please don’t cum here, as this is public property, and it’s wrong to make a mess here.

All I was thinking was, haven’t my juices already reached the seat, making it dirty? But yeah, if I came now, it would be a real mess. So, I took a deep breath to calm myself. Seeing me like that, he had a naughty smile and inserted two of his fingers in my pussy.

I almost screamed. But he had moved his hand from my breast to my mouth, covering it and fingering me hard. It was hard to control, but then the pilot made the landing announcement. He left me reluctantly and pulled out his hand, glistening with my juices.

He licked his fingers, looked at me, and said, “You’re indeed delicious.” Uff, I can’t explain. I was relieved yet disappointed that I was left so close to my orgasm. My pussy was missing the invasion it had felt for the last hour or so. My boobs, too, missed the strong touch.

I was lost in thought when he said, “Riya, pull your dress together, babe. We’ll be landing in a while. You wouldn’t want anyone to notice you like this.” He was right. I put my aching boobs in and pulled the straps up. Then I took some wipes from my purse, cleaning my face, pussy and seat.

The cabin crew soon came asking to straighten the seats for landing and took away the blanket. My boss took my hand in his while landing and said, “This trip is going to be a memorable one for you!”

This has indeed been an amazing experience for me so far. I had never been on edge for so long in a public setting. The thrill, tease and foreplay had been amazing so far, and I was looking forward to what was in store for me. Mentally prepared myself to be ready for anything that was coming my way.

Guys, this was the second part of this series. Hope you liked it. If you have any comments or feedback, feel free to write to me at [email protected]. I really appreciate your thoughts and suggestions. I’ll post the next part as soon as possible. Thank you for reading. Cheers!

Sameeksha, Alan and I were the 3 best friends in college. Sameeksha and I started dating 2 months later. We would still take Alan everywhere. I used to be the nerd of the group. Sameeksha and Alan were the cool ones and party freaks.

I don’t know how I got Sameeksha to like me back. Sometimes, I feel she felt sorry for me. Now, 6 months have passed since we started dating, but we haven’t done anything sexual. The thing we have done the most is kiss. I haven’t even seen her naked.

One day, Sam and I  had a huge fight because I found Sam texting her ex-boyfriend. Alan lives in an apartment with a bunch of his friends. I stay at my house with my parents and Sam in a PG next to Alan’s house.

A few days after the fight, I was hanging out next to Alan’s house, and I thought I’d surprise him. I was on the way and met his roommates. They told me Alan was home. They gave me the apartment spare key, and they would be back only at night.  I went to visit another friend of mine.

After spending an hour with my friend, I headed over to Alan’s place. I wanted to surprise him, so I slowly opened the door and started hearing a girl moan. He has a huge apartment because 6 friends stay there. The main door led to the hall and kitchen, and then 3 bedrooms.

Alan’s room was towards a corner and couldn’t be seen from the hall. It was around 6, and the lights in the hall were turned off. The only light is in Alan’s room. I stared, walking slowly towards his room, and took a peek. His door was half shut, and the lights were on.

Guess what? Sameeksha, my Sameeksha with Alan. This was the first time I saw her naked. She’s never had sex with me, and now she’s with him, our best friend, someone I considered my brother. I used to know they hung out, but this? Behind my back?

She was naked, arching beneath Alan. Her moans, soft and breathy, filled the room. The same lips that had only ever given me chaste kisses were now parted. Alan’s hands gripped her hips, slamming into her with a roughness I’d never dared to try.

I stood frozen, my stomach twisting. This wasn’t just sex. This was her—wild, unrestrained, wanting him in a way she’d never wanted me. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, and a sick thrill shot through me.
I should storm in. Scream. Punch him.

But my body betrayed me. My cock hardened painfully against my jeans. I watched Alan’s hands roam her body, my girlfriend’s body. Squeezing her boobs, pinching her nipples until she cried out. Fuck!

I hated myself for it, but my hand slid down, gripping myself through my jeans. I was hard—so fucking hard—watching her take him like she’d never even considered me. I started touching myself to them like I was turned on. I slowly removed my zip and started jerking off.

The only thing I could hear was her moans and her saying, Aah, fuck!” I wanted to stop them, but then I thought this would ruin my chances with Sameeksha. Now, I also wanted to have sex with her. So I jerked off and also recorded a video, and slowly went back out.

On the way back home, I went to Alan’s roommates. They were in a bar next to my house. I gave them the key and told them that I didn’t go to his place. I went back home. I kept watching the video over and over again, staring at Sameeksha’s boobs.

The next day, I was at college, and I met Sam. I apologised to her and convinced her to get back to me. I didn’t behave weirdly with Alan. But deep inside, I was jealous of him and how normal Sam and Alan were. I knew this wasn’t the first time they would have done things.

Sam and Alan stay close by, and Sam is in Alan’s flat most of the time. I used to trust him like a brother. I guess he used to fuck her behind my back.

After a few days, I asked her if she could stay with me. I told her I wanted to do something special. After convincing her a lot, she agreed to stay with me. I told her I’d book an OYO, and we could stay together.

On that day, I picked her up, and we went to the Oyo and checked in. This was the first time we booked a place together. I have kissed her a few times in the cab, but I have never touched her inappropriately. We checked into the room, and I took out some food that I had ordered.

We ate it, and we started watching a rom-com movie. We were sitting on the bed and watching a movie. I started holding her hand, but she didn’t initiate anything. I kissed her on her cheek, and she kissed me back on the cheek. I was waiting for her to initiate something.

She didn’t do anything until almost an hour had passed. I was getting desperate to do things. I started touching her again. This time, I kissed her on her lip and used my tongue, and slowly moved my hands under her T-shirt. This is the first time I touched her belly. And we kissed properly for about 20 seconds.

I kept the laptop on the side and paused the movie. I pulled her below the blanket. I was already turned on by touching her belly. While kissing, I started pulling up her top and removed it. I saw her bra and boobs so close for the first time.

I was about to kiss her again. But she stopped me and asked me if this was my intention. I didn’t know what to say. I stopped doing it and went to the side and said no. I asked her if she wanted to continue the movie, put the laptop back, and started playing.

She was still sitting in her bra. After some time, she said it was cold and put her top back on. I was like, shit, man. The movie was over now, and we started sleeping. I turned off the lights, and she hugged me and started to sleep. I knew this was my last chance.

So I started kissing her forehead and slowly her lips, and she kissed me back. In between kisses, I climbed onto her body and kissed her. I was rubbing my jeans against her leggings. For the first time, I put my hand on top of her bra and squeezed it.

She moaned ‘Ahhh’ while kissing. She was gonna say something, but I kissed her again. I then removed my T-shirt first and then moved her on top of me and kept kissing her. I slowly removed her T-shirt, and she slowly lifted her hands and continued kissing.

This time, I could feel her hips moving against my jeans. I knew she was turned on. I put my hands behind her and unhooked her bra while she was kissing. She was surprised. She got up and sat, and her bra was almost falling. I wanted to pull it off.

Before that, she said, “I wanna tell you something.” I was like, what?

Sameeksha: I’m not a virgin.

Me: I don’t care. I love you.

Sameeksha: I want you to know this before we do anything.

Me: Okay. (I was actually curious now and asked her) With one guy?

Sameeksha: I have dated one, but I’ve done things casually.

Me: With whom?

Sameeksha: It’s the past. I don’t wanna think about it, but I want you to know that I have had casual sex before with others. Are you fine with that?

Me: I don’t care.

But I actually cared. I wanted to know with whom she had casual sex with other than Alan. Was it someone mutual? Whom did I know? But I didn’t wanna say anything because I didn’t wanna ruin the moment and just wanted to fuck her.

I kissed her again and said, “I love you irrespective of who you had sex with in the past.” I pulled down her bra. I saw her boobs up close for the first time. It was on my face. I couldn’t believe Alan had this before me. I pushed her to the bed and pulled off her leggings, revealing her grey panties.

I removed my pants and underwear, and she saw my dick for the first time. I could feel she was already wet. I pulled off her panties as well to see her hairy pussy. I didn’t wait and just thrust my dick in her. Her boobs bounced as I fucked her hard—the same way he had.

Her nails dug into my back. Her moans pitched higher. I couldn’t stop the words clawing up my throat.

“Tell me,” I growled, thrusting deeper. “Who else fucked you like this?”

Sameeksha’s hips jerked, and her breath was ragged. “W-What?”

“Yeah? How many guys actually made you feel like this?”

She whimpered, eyes fluttering. “I told you… four.”

I gripped her waist, slamming her down onto me. “You said four. Names. Now.”

She whimpered, her walls fluttering around my cock. “Bobin… and—ah!—Rohan … and—”

I stilled, my dick buried inside her.

“Bobin?” I asked her, “Our senior?” She said yes.

I couldn’t believe they had fucked as well. I knew there were rumours about them in college. But I couldn’t believe they actually fucked.

“Rohan, who’s that?”

“Just some guy I met at a party. I was drunk, and we went to his place the night after the party.”

“Who else?” I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up. Her ass glowed under my palm when I spanked her. “Don’t lie.”

“Just… a mutual friend!” she gasped, pushing back against me.

“At least tell me this: how many from college other than me?” I asked her. While doing it from behind, “Ahhh… ahhh…two,” she said. I knew it was just Bobin and Alan from college. “Who other than Rohan?” I kept asking her, and she said, “Richard, Sharon’s ex.”

Sharon was our classmate, and her ex was from another college. I didn’t know how they met. So I asked her how they knew. She said she used to see Richard outside college. One day, they met at a party, and things happened. Still, Alan’s name wasn’t out yet.

I asked her one last time if there was anyone else. She replied, “Yes, but I don’t want things to be ruined between you.” I understood, so I told her it was fine and that she didn’t have to say anything more.

I asked her one last thing,” Can you tell me how many times you’ve done it with these people? Just once?”

She mourned and said, “No, no, really, a few times.” I thrust into her and whispered near her ears, “Tell me more.” She was moaning and said, “Bobin 3 times…Ahhh, this was during the start of college. Then…Rohan just once… after the party. Richard twice…and…”

“And the mutual friend? How many?” I whispered. “A couple of times, like 6-7,” she moaned. Her breath hitched as I thrust deeper. My cock stretched her tight pussy while her confession sent a dark thrill through me.

Six or seven times with Alan. The thought of him pounding her—maybe in this very position—made my grip on her hips tighten. “Tell me,” I growled, slamming into her harder. Her ass jiggles with each rough stroke. “What did he do to you that made you come back for more?”

Sameeksha whimpered, her fingers clawing at the sheets. “I—ah!—I don’t know… it just… felt good.”

I gripped her hair, pulling just enough to sting. “Where did the mutual friend fuck you?”

She sobbed, pushing back against me. “Why does it—ah!—matter? You said you didn’t care!”

“I don’t.” Another lie. I fucked her harder, my jealousy fueling every thrust. “But I want to hear you say it.”

“Where?” I slapped her thigh, leaving a red mark. “His room? My place?”

“His—his bed,” she sobbed, her thighs trembling. “Once—ah!—once in the shower!”

My vision went white. Fuck. The image of Alan bending her over, water sluicing down her naked body as he pounded into her. I lost control. I was almost about to cum, so I pulled it out.  I went to the washroom. We hugged and slept, and I didn’t ask her more questions that night.

The next day in college, I saw them talking together. I wanted him to know Sam, and I did things. I told him personally. He replied, “Good for you!” Was he mocking me?

Function se aane ke baad Kunal Nita ko apne room mein le jaake uske kapre utar ke uske saath nanga hi so jata hai.

Subah hone par jab Kunal uthta hai tab woh dekhta hai ki Nita uske bagal mein nahi thi. Woh kapre pehen ke apne room se bahar nikala aur dekhta hai. Nita nighty mein khana bana rahi thi aur papa dining table pe bethe the.

Bina kuch bole Kunal bhi table pe beth gaya.

Papa: Tumhare dadaji ka call aaya tha. Bol rahe the ki bohut din hogaye hai hum log unse milne nahi gaye. Mera to office hai isliye main soch raha tha ki tum dono hi ghoom aao.

Kunal yeh sunke bohut khush ho gaya.

Kunal: Theek hai papa.

Papa: Ha aur apni Maa ka dhyan rakhna.

Kunal Nita ki taraf dekh ke muskurata hai.

Kunal: Aap bilkul chinta mat karo main Maa ka pura dhyan rakhunga.

Raat ki train thi, Nita ne purple color ki saari pehni thi. Jab woh dono train pe chare to dekha ki zyadatar log so gaye hai. Dono ke do upper berth the.

Kunal: Lagta hai yaha sab so gaye hai.

Kunal Nita ki saari samne se khol deta hai.

Nita: Kunal! yeh kya kar raha hai koi dekh lega.

Kunal: Koi nahi dekhega. Chal ab upper saari kholke.

Nita aas paas dekhti hai, sab so rahe hai aur thora hichikicha ke saari blouse khol deti hai. Woh bas bra aur peticot pehen ke upper berth pe char jaati hai.
Uske piche piche Kunal bhi uski berth pe char jata hai.

Nita: Yaha pe kyu aa raha hai?

Kunal bina kuch bole usse kiss kardeta hai aur uske upper let jata hai.

Kunal: Maanlo ki yeh humara honeymoon hai.

Nita: Koi sun lega.

Kunal: Bohut chinta karti ho dusro ki.

Kunal muskurakar Nita ka petticot khol deta hai. Nita ki chut geeli thi.

Kunal apna lund uski chut pe ragadna shuru kardeta hai.

Nita: Mmh aah.

Nita ka muh bandh karna ke liye Kunal apni jeebh uske muh mein ghusa ke uska muh choosna shuru kardeta hai. Aur agle hi second apna lund uski chut mein daal deta hai.

Nita: Mmfhh
Kunal zor zor se usse chodna shuru karta hai jisse unka berth hilna shuru kardeta hai. Nita Kunal ko kas ke pakar leti hai. Kunal ko paas se kisi ke chalne ki awaaz aati hai.

Woh paas pari kambal apne upper or leta hai aur apna lund Nita ki chut se nikal kar Nita ke shareer se chipak ke usse chatne lagta hai. Chalne ki awaaz kuch second baad bandh hojati hai. Lekin Kunal Nita mein itna magan hota hai ki kambal hatane tak ka hosh nahi hota usme.

Kambal ki vajah se dono paseene mein lat pat hogaye the. Lekin fir bhi Nita kunal ko kaske pakri thi. Kunal vaapis se apna lund uski chut mein daalta hai aur iss baar bilkul ander tak ghusa ke apna maal uski chut mein bhar deta hai.

Nita zor zor se hafna shuru kardeti hai. Kunal kambal hatake Nita ko dekhta hai. Paseene se Nita ka muh aur uske baal dono bheeg gaye the jiski vajah se woh aur bhi sexy lag rahi thi. Kunal aur Nita fir chipak ke so jate hai.

Subah jab dono uthe to dekha ki baaki log jag gaye the. Nita ki saari niche thi to saari lene ke liye jab woh bra aur peticot mein niche utarne lagi tab uske peticot ka nara khul ke gir gaya aur Nita ki nangi gaand sabke samne thi.

Aas paas ke saare log Nita ko ghoor ne lage. Nita sharm se toilet ki taraf bhagi. Apni moti gaand hila hila ke bhaag rahi thi aur paas ke saare log nazara dekh rahe the.

Kunal bhi uske piche niche aaya aur uski saari leke bathroom ki taraf gaya.
Nita bathroom mein jaake darwaza band kardia. Kunal toilet ke bahar khada ho gaya.

Kunal: Yeh lo saari pehen lo.

Nita: Sabne dekh liya.

Nita sharm se pani pani ho gayi thi.

Kunal fir toilet ke ander ghus gaya.

Nita: Maine bola tha na ki saari nahi kholni chahiye. Abhi bahar ja thori der ke liye.

Kunal: Kyu mere samne itni baar kiya.

Nita: Ha lekin yaha jagah nahi hai utni, bethongi kaise.

Kunal: Aurato ka bhi ajeeb hai khade khade moot le.

Kunal fir Nita ki chut mein ungli daalke hilana shuru kardeta hai.

Nita: Ruk Ruk!

Nita se control hota nahi woh khade khade hi mootna shuru kardeti hai.

Kunal: Bas itni si baat thi.

Nita Kunal ko dekh ke muh banati hai. Station aane tak Nita Kunal ko bhi toilet mein rok ke rakhti hai kyuki usse bahar jaane mein sharm aarahi thi. Station aane ke baad dono fata fat se auto pakar ke dada dadi ke ghar chale jate hai.

Dada dadi ke ghar pahoch ke dono ne unka ka aashirvaad liya.

Dadi: Koi dikkat to nahi hui na aane mein?

Nita: N-nahi nahi ko dikkat nahi hui.

Living room mein bethke thori baat cheet ki sabne. Aur dono fir kapre change karne gaye. Room mein haath muh dhone ke baad jab Nita bra panty pehne lagi tab Kunal usse rokta hai.

Kunal: Ab kyu bra panty pehna bas ek nighty daala kar.

Nita: Aree lekin aise acha thori lagta hai.

Kunal: Kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega.

Uski baat maan ke Nita bas ek loose nighty pehen leti hai. Pure din Kunal Nita ko jab bhi mouka milta tab touch karne ki koshish karta. Chahe kamar pe gaand pe ya fir boobs pe lekin Nita baar baar uska hath hatane ki koshish karti.

Kunal ko samajh aagaya tha ki Nita ki gaand vaapis se maarni padegi isse line pe laane ke liye. Agle din jab Nita bathroom jaati hai hugne ke liye tab Kunal uske saath gaya.

Nita: Ghar mein dada dadi hai unhe pata lag jaayega.

Kunal uski ek nahi sunta aur woh jaise hi hugne ki liye bethti hai uske muh mein apna lund daaldeta hai. Kunal Nita ka sar pakar ke zor zor se uska muh chodne lagta hai.

Jab Nita ka hugna ho gaya tab Kunal piche jaata hai toilet mein paani daalke, uski gaand mein apna lund daal deta hai.

Nita: AAAaahhh

Kunal: Ab hatayegi haath aage se!

Kunal uski gaand pakar ke zor zor se chodne lagta hai. Nita bhi moan karna shuru kardeti hai.

Kunal: Bol mana karegi mujhe.

Kunal fir uski gaand pe thappad maarna shuru kardeta hai.

Nita: N-nhii N–nahi karungi mana AAh aah.

Thappado ki vajah se uski gaand laal hojati hai. Kunal kas ke uski kamar pakarta hai aur apna maal uski gaand mein bhar deta hai.

Nita: UUufgghh.

Thori der baad Kunal Nita ki gaand dho deta hai. Nita se dhang se khada nahi hua jaa raha tha to Kunal usse pakar kar nehlata aur khud bhi naha leta hai. Nahane ke baad dono bathroom se towel mein nikalte hai.

Bahar dadi undono ke dekh ke shock hojati hai. Nita ka towel se uske aadhe boobs dikh rahe the aur uski jhanghe dikh rahi thi. Nita Kunal se chipak ke chal rahi thi aut thakki hui lag rahi thi.

Dadi ko yeh baat bohut ajeeb lagi. Uske baad se jab bhi Kunal Nita ko touch karta woh karne deti chahe samne koi bhi ho. Dada dadi ko shak to hua lekin woh dono itne din baad aaye the to isliye kuch bola nahi.

Agle din dupahar mein, Kunal aur Nita so rahe the saath mein. Kunal ki jab neend tuti uske dimag ek masti sujhi. Usne aas paas dekha koi nahi tha. Usne Nita ki nighty pakari aur kamar tak uthake uski tange fela di.

Nita gehri neend mein so rahi thi isliye usse pata nahi chala. Thori der baad dadaji bagal se guzar hi rahe the ki unki nazar Nita pe pari. Woh paas aaye to dekha Nita ki nangi chut unke samne the. Woh harbada gaye.

Kunal ne apni ek aakh halki si khol rakhi thi aur yeh sab dekh raha tha. Dadaji pehle to 10 second tak chut ko dekhe fir woh dadi ke paas gaye. Sunne mein aisa lag raha tha ki Dadi dada ko daat rahi hai.

Dadi fir room mein aayi. Kunal ne thore aur maze lene ke liye apna haath Nita ke pet ke upper rakh dia tha taaki Dadi nighty niche na kar paay. Dadi Nita ke paas aayi aur jhuk ke nighty theek karne ke koshish karne lagi.

Jab woh jhooki to Kunal ki nazar unke latak te hue boobs pe pari. Unhone bra nahi pehna tha. Unke boobs thori der aur dekhne ke liye Kunal ne apna haath kuch der tak nahi hataya.

Thori der baad Kunal ne apna haath hataya aur Dadi ne Nita ki nighty theek kardi. Shaam mein. Shopping jaane ka plan tha sabka. Sab ready hone lage the ki Dadaji Kunal ke paas aaye.

Dada fus fusa ke bole.

Dada: Tumhara aur tumhari mummy ke beech mein kuch chal raha hai kya?

Kunal muskaraya.

Kunal: Nahi to bas hum dono thora close hai.

Dada: Matlab?

Kunal: Hmm matlab jo mein main bolta hu Maa woh karti hai jaise Maa wahi pehnti hai jo main pehne ko kehta hu.

Dadaji ko yakeen nahi hota.

Kunal: Agar aapko yakeen nahi hota to chalo aaj dekh lete hai shopping pe to jaa hi rahe hai. Aap koi bhi ek dress select karlena aur main Maa ko woh pehna dunga. Lekin iske badle aapko bhi kuch dena padega mujhe.

Dada: Kya?

Kunal paas mein dadi ko dekhta hai. Cream color ki saari pehne. Dadi thori moti hai aur boobs latakte hai lekin unki gaand to shayad Nita se bhi zyada badi thi.

Kunal: Yeh main baadme bataounga. Chalo abhi ke liye aapko ek surprise deta hu.

Nita jab apne room se bahar aai usne dark green color ki saari pehni pehli nazar mein to kuch ajeeb nahi lag raha tha. Lekin jaise hi Dadaji ne thora gor kiya to dekha Nita ne bas bra pehen rakhi thi blouse pehna hi nahi tha.

Dark sari ki vajah se cleavege chip gaya tha. Dadaji kuch bole nahi.
Charo fir shopping karne nikle raaste mein thori bheed thi. Nita to Kunal ke hath mein hath daalke hi chal rahi thi aur Dada dadi aage chal rahe the.

Chalte waqt Dadi ko unke piche kuch feel horha tha. Ek haath unke piche se aaya aur unko kamar se pakar liya, piche murke dekha to Kunal tha.

Kunal: Daadi bheed bohut hai mera haath pakar ke chalo.

Dadi: Ha sahi keh rahe ho.

Kunal ne Dadi ki kamar kas ke pakar rakhi thi aur piche se bhi unki gaand se chipak ke chal raha tha. Nita ko yeh cheez pasand nahi aai thi lekin kuch boli nahi. Aise hi chalte chalte charo kapre ki dukaan pe pahoch gaye.

Kunal dadaji ke paas aake fus fusata hai.

Kunal: To kya socha kya kheridna hai.

Dadaji ne dukaan mein thora dekha aur ek jagah ishara kiya Kunal muskuraya.

Kunal: Aap to chhupe rustum ho.

Kunal fir dukandar ke pas gaya aur woh nighty dikhane bola. woh nighty niche se chota aur upper se deep cut wala tha. Kunal ne smallest size kharida. Nighty kharidne ke baad Kunal daadi ke paas gaya.

Kunal: Aap kya loge.

Dadi: Main ab kya hi lu tum dekhlo tumhe jo pasand aaye.

Kunal: Aap hamesha saari pehenti ho chalo iss baar leggings aur kurti try karo.

Dadi Kunal ko ek second ke liye dekhi.

Dadi: Iss umar mein kon leggings pehenta hai.

Kunal: Aree umar se kya hua.

Kunal fir thori zabardasti karta hai aur Dadi ko yellow kurti aur leggings try karne ke liye changing room mein bhej deta hai. Thori der baad shayad dadi ko pehne mein koi dikkat aarhi thi.

Dadi Nita ko bulati hai lekin Nita ki jagah Kunal ander chala jata hai. Darwaza kholte hi Kunal Dadi ko bas bra mein aur niche se aadhi leggings pehne dekhta hai.

Dadi: Beta tum kyu aagaye, Nita ko bhej do.

Kunal: Kya ho gaya dadi. Ab merse kya sharmana.

Kunal fata fat se Dadi ko leggings pehnane mein help karta hai taaki daadi mana na kar paaye.

Leggings bilkul tight thi.

Dadi: Mujhe nahi lagta yeh mujh pe acha lag raha hai.

Kunal: Kya baat kare rahe ho dadi bohut ache lag rahe ho.

Dadi: Sachme?

Kunal: Ha Acha dadi thora ghumke dikhana piche se fitting dekhni hai.
Dadi ghumi. Kunal ne gaand dekhne ke liye kurti uthai. Leggings itni tight thi ki gaand ache se dikh rahi thi.

Kunal fata fat se apna phone nikalta hai aur unki gaand ki photo kheech leta hai.
Dadi bina piche mure Kunal se puchti hai.

Dadi: Kya kar rahe ho?

Kunal: Dadi zara jhukna, dekhu kapra fat to nahi jaayega.

Dadi thora jhuki to unki moti gaand aur fooli lag rahi thi.

Kunal: Boht mast lag rahi ho Dadi. Chalo ab isse kharid lete.

Ye bolke Kunal halke se unki gaand pe thappad maarta hai. Dadi ke kuch bolne se pehle hi woh changing room se bahar aa jata hai. Dadi ko laga shayad galti se hua hoga isliye kuch na bolke bahar nikal jati hai.
Bahar Nita, Kunal ko thora gusse se dekh rahi thi. Kapre kharidne mein baad charo ghar ki taraf jaane lage.

Nita: Ander kya kar raha tha apni dadi ke saath?

Kunal: Kyu jalan ho rahi hai.

Nita kuch jawab nahi deti. Kunal Nita ke paas aake bolta hai.

Kunal: Chinta mat kar tu hi meri favorite hai. Tere liye gift bhi kharida hai. But pehle mujhe ek cheez check karne de.

Yeh bolke Kunal ne Nita ka bra kholke utar dia. Dada dadi aage chal rahe the to unhone nahi dekha. Saari ke vajah se uske boobs chhup gaye the lekin piche se nangi peeth dikh rahi thi.

Lekin ab Nita ko kuch fark nahi par raha tha woh fir bhi Kunal se chipak ke chal rahi thi.

Kunal: Haa ab bani na tu meri randi.

Kunal iss baar Nita ko kamar se pakar ke chal raha tha jisse Nita khush ho gayi thi. Ghar pahoch ke Kunal aur Nita dono fata fat se apne room mein chale gaye.

Raat mein Kunal ke kamre mein, Kunal Nita ko woh nighty pehne ke liye deta hai. Nita jab nighty pehnti hai dekhti hai ki uss mein sab kuch dikh raha hai.

Nita: Yeh kaisi nighty hai isse badiya to main nangi rahu.

Kunal: Tujhe pata hai yeh kisne pasand ki hai, Dadaji ne.

Nita hasti hai.

Nita: Sach mein? Sasur ji itne tharki hai yeh nahi pata tha.

Kunal: Chal ab unko show dikha te hai.

Dono fir room se bahar nikal ke kitchen mein jaate hai. Dadaji living room mein the jab unki nazar Nita pe pari woh bilkul chonk. Moti nangi jhanghe, aadhe nange boobs aur behaya jaisi chaal.

Ye sab dekh ke Dada ji ki aakhe khuli ki khuli reh gayi thi. Chalte waqt Kunal ne apna ek haath Nita ki gaand pe rakh rakha tha. Dadaji chhup ke yeh sab dekh rahe the.

Kitchen mein dono paani piye aur vaapis apne room ki taraf chal diye. Room mein jaake unhone apna darwaza band kardiya. Dadaji vishwas nahi kar paa rahe the ki ek Maa aur beta ke beech aisa sambandh bhi ho sakta hai.

Room mein,

Kunal: Dadaji ki shakal dekhne waali thi. (haste hue)

Nita: Haa lekin unhone yeh sab dikha ke fayda kya hoga?

Kunal: Mere dimaag mein ek plan hai.

Nita: Kaisa plan?

Kunal Nita ko apna plan bata deta hai.

Agle din, Kunal dadaji ke paas aaya.
Kunal: Ab to yakeen ho gaya hoga aapko.

Dadaji: Lekin kais-

Kunal: Woh sab chhoriye. Maine apko yakeen dila dia ab badle mein aapko bhi kuch dena padega. Aap bazar se ek aur nighty le ke aai ye.

Dadaji: Lekin kyu ek to tumhare paas pehle se hai.

Kunal: Yeh waali Maa ke liye nahi hai.

Dadaji: Matlab?

Kunal: Aree aap leke to aai ye baad mein samaj aajayega.

Fir Kunal dadaji ko dukaan pe bhej deta hai. Dada ji ke jaane ke kuch minute ke baad hi Kunal dadi ko living room mein chai peete hue dekhta hai. Kunal jaake unke samne waale sofe pe beth jata hai.

Kunal: Dadi jo maine aapko kal leggings aur kurti kharid ke diya tha aapko pasand to aaya tha na?

Dadi muskurati hai.

Dadi: Haa bohut acha tha lekin tight hone ki vajah se main kabhi kabhi hi pehen paoungi.

Kunal: Aree Dadi tight hi to acha lagta hai. Vaise maine Maa ko bhi kuch kharid ke diye tha.

Dadi: Acha kya diya tha?

Kunal: Maa idhar aana zara.

Kunal ke bulane par Nita apne room se nikal ke unke paas aati hai. Usse dekh ke dadi chok jaati hai kyuki Nita ki nighty mein sab kuch dikh raha tha.

Dadi: Yeh ky-

Dadi ke kuch kehne se pehle hi Nita aake Kunal ki taraf muh karke uski godi mein beth jaati hai. Dadi kuch samaj nahi aaraha tha.

Kunal: Dadi yeh kaisi lagi. Yeh nighty aap pe bhi acchi lagegi.

Dadi se aur bardasht nahi hua aur woh khadi ho gayi.

Dadi: Yeh tum dono kya kar rahe ho, bahu yeh kaise kapre pehne hai.

Kunal: Lagta hai dadi ko kapre kuch khas pasand nahi aaye chalo Maa kuch aur pehnata hu tujhe.

Kunal aur Nita dono uthe aur apne room mein chale gaye. Dadi abhi bhi shock mein thi aur apni jagah se hil hi nahi paai rahi thi. Ek minute baad Kunal ke room se Nita ke zor zor se moan karne ki awaze aane lagi.

Dadi dhere dhere unke room ki taraf gayi aur dekha darwaza thora khula hua tha. Ander jhaka to dekha ki Kunal bed pe nanga leta hua hai aur Nita kunal ki taraf muh kiye hue zor zor se uske lund ke upper kood rahi hai.

Yeh dekh ke dadi ne apne muh pe hath rakh liya. Kunal ki nazar dadi pe parti hai.

Nita: AAh aah uff aaah.

Nita fir ek second baad koodna band karke Kunal ke lund ke upper bethe hue hi apni gaand hilana shuru kardeta hai. Kunal Nita ki kamar ko kas ke pakar ke upper uthta hai aur Nita ke boobs dabana aur choosna shuru kardeta hai.

Nita: AAhh mmmh.

Dadi se aur yeh sab dekha nahi jaata aur woh apne kamre mein laut jaati hai.
Kunal fir dono haatho se Nita ki gaand pakar leta hai. Aur apna lund uski chut mein ander tak daal ke apna maal uski chut mein bhar deta hai.

Dono hafna shuru kardete hai. Kunal Nita ko apne upper leta deta hai.

Nita: Dekhlia usne?

Kunal: Ha.

Nita thori udaas hojati hai. Woh Kunal ko gale laga leti hai aur bolti hai.

Nita: Suun agar teri dadi ne tere papa ko humare baare mein bata bhi dia fir bhi main hamesha tere saath hi rahungi, chahe hume kahi bhi rehna pare.

Kunal yeh sunke hasta hai.

Kunal: Tujhe merse koi alag kar bhi nahi sakta aur chinta mat kar Daadi nahi bataegi.

Nita muskurati hai lekin uski tabiyat kuch theek nahi lagti. Kunal Nita ko kapre pehne bolta hai aur dadi ke room mein leke jata hai. Dadi sar pe hath rakhe bethi hoti hai.

Kunal: Dadi.

Dadi un dono ki taraf dekhti hai.

Dadi: Yeh tum dono ne jo kiya hai uske tumhe koi andaza bhi hai?

Kunal: Main pyar karta hu Nita se aur mujhe yeh galat nahi lagta.

Dadi: Tumhari Maa hai woh yeh kya bol rahe ho?

Kunal: To kya ho gaya apni Maa se pyar nahi kar sakta hai koi?

Dadi: Tum samaj nah-

Dadi ki baat khatam hone se pehle hi Nita bathroom ki taraf dodna shuru kardeti hai. Yeh dekh ke Kunal aur Dadi bhi uske piche piche dodte hai. Nita ultiya karna shuru kartdeti hai.

Thori der baad jab Nita pani pike thora behtar mahsoos karti hai. Teeno fir living room mein beth jate hai. Dadi abhi thora gusse mein thi lekin Nita ko dekh ke unhe chinta ho gayi thi.

Dadi: Tum dono ne yeh sab karna kabse se shuru kiya hai?

Kunal: Hogaya hai time to.

Dadi: Mujhe lagta hai ki Nita Maa bane waali hai.

Yeh sun ke Kunal Nita ki taraf dekhta hai Nita ke chehre pe hairani bhi thi lekin khushi bhi. Kunal fata fat se jaake Nita ko gale laga leta hai. Dadi ab aur badi mushkil mein thi. Unhe samaj nahi aaraha tha ki ab woh kya kare.

Lekin un dono ko itna khush dekh unke bhi chehre se hasi nikal gayi. Nita ab bhi thori kamzor lag rahi thi to Kunal usko bed pe sula dia aur vaapis Dadi ke paas aagya.

Kunal: Kya ab bhi aap papa ko bataoge humare bare mein?

Dadi: Tum dono ne galti to ki hai. Lekin ab agar Nita Maa bane wali hai to zyada acha yahi hai ki koi jhadge na ho ghar mein. Main abhi to usko nahi bataoungi lekin kabhi na kabhi to usko pata chal hi jayega.

Kunal ye sun ke dadi ko hug kar leta hai.

Kunal: Thank you dadi!

Hug karte time dadi ko Kunal ka lund unke pet pe feel hota hai, Kunal fir unhe aur kas ke hug karta hai aur unke kaan mein fus fusata hai.

Kunal: Acha dadi aap yeh mat samajna ki main agar Maa ke saath hu to main aapko ignore karunga. Aap bhi meri favorite ho.

Kunal unke gardan par kiss karta hai. Fir jab woh dadi ko dekhta hai to dadi thori ghabrai hui lagti hai. Lekin unke chehre par ek halki si muskan hoti hai.

Kunal: Offo aap itni cute ho aap.

Kunal unke hotho pe kaske kiss karta hai aur unke kuch kehne se pehle hi apne room mein chala jata hai.

To be continued.

Aasha karta hu aapko meri kahani pasand aayi hogi. Aap apne thoughts niche comment kar sakte hai ya fir mujhe [email protected] pe email kar sakte hai.

Previous Part: Using a luscious model to seduce my sexy maid – Part 1

(Continued from part 1)

Both Preeti and I looked at each other and gave an evil smirk. Though we were totally fatigued, our yearning to please each other was stronger. Thus, we simply nodded our heads and grabbed our chairs and sat back down in front of the monitor.

Preeti’s pussy was so full of cum that it was constantly oozing out white cream while my cock simply could not stop leaking fluid from the aftershocks of my orgasm. We both took a deep breath, our eyes locked, and she nodded. “Alright,” she said with a smirk. “Let’s show her what we got.”

Preeti moved are fingers gently over her cum filled pussy as Nusrat watched with eagerness. I too progressed my hands over my cock which was semi-erect at that point, but completely covered in Preeti’s juices, making it easier to stroke.

“Mmm,” Preeti moaned, her eyes never leaving the screen as she watched Nusrat’s own hand movements. “It feels so good.”

Her fingers danced over her clit, tracing circles and figure-eights, teasing the sensitive nub until it was swollen and begging for more. Her other hand slid down, spreading her pussy lips apart to reveal her glistening wetness. “Look at that,” Nusrat cooed. “You’re so pretty, Preeti.”

Preeti’s cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She had never been watched like this before, but she couldn’t deny the thrill it gave her. Her breaths grew shorter as she watched Nusrat’s hand mimic her movements on the screen. The model’s fingers worked her own clit, her breasts bouncing with every stroke. “Keep going,” Nusrat encouraged. “I want to see you both cum again.”

By then, my cock had regained its full glory, standing tall and proud, ready for the next round. I watched as Preeti touched herself, her fingers gliding through the slickness of her pussy. She was really getting into it, her moans growing louder with every stroke. Her big tits were bouncing like yo-yos, and her face was a mask of pure ecstasy.

Nusrat, on the other hand, was putting on an erotic show herself. She grabbed a pink-colored vibrator and turned it on, the buzzing sound filling the room. “Let’s make each other feel good,” she said, her voice a seductive whisper.

Preeti’s hand was moving faster, her eyes glued to the screen. “Oh,” she moaned, her voice dripping with desire. “It feels so good.”

Nusrat, watching intently, took the vibrator and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. She was so wet, it slid in easily. “Mmm,” she purred, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “You like watching me, don’t you?”

Preeti nodded, her hand moving even faster on her clit. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice hoarse with need. “It’s so… so hot.”

“What about you, Rahul?” Nusrat asks seductively. “Have you enjoyed my presence so far?”

“Oh, I have,” I reply, stroking my cock with purposeful slowness. “Your beauty is truly mesmerizing.”

“If that is the case, I want you to show me how beautiful I really am… You know what you have to do right?” Nusrat asks.

Preeti and I both nodded, eager to continue the steamy performance for Nusrat. She began to pump the vibrator in and out of herself, her moans growing louder and more desperate with every thrust. “Come on, you two,” she urged, her eyes locked onto us through the camera. “I want to see you both explode.”

With that, Preeti and I began stroking faster. I was watching Preeti fingering her tight cunt wile Preeti was watching me stroke my shaft. In the background, the room was getting filled with our “Ohhs” and “Ahhhs”. Both girls were moaning at the top of their lungs. I was certain that my neighbors would think that I was having a kinky party. But at that point, I didn’t care. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I was going to enjoy it. And that’s exactly what I did.

Preeti’s hand was moving like a windmill on her clit. Her juices were flying everywhere, and she didn’t give a damn. Her tits were bouncing, and her nipples were as hard as rocks. She was so wet, I could hear the squelching sound with every stroke she took. “Oh, Nusrat,” Preeti moaned. “Your pussy is so beautiful.”

Nusrat’s hand worked her vibrator in and out of herself. “Your cock, Rahul,” she breathed. “I wish it was me stroking it.”

“Mm,” I moaned, watching the vibrator disappear and reappear into her tight pussy. “I wish it was in you too.”

Preeti’s eyes fluttered shut as she listened to Nusrat’s voice, her hand moving faster on her clit. Her juices were glistening on her fingers, and her breaths grew shallower. “Oh, sir,” she whispered, “It feels so good.”

Nusrat watched us with a knowing smile, her eyes hooded with desire. She slammed the vibrator into her pussy, her moans growing louder. “Cum for me,” she urged. “I want to see your faces when you cum.”

Preeti’s hand was between her legs, her pussy swollen and begging for release. Her big tits were bobbing up and down with every stroke, and her face was contorted with pleasure. “I’m going to cum,” she gasped. “I’m going to cum so hard.”

I watched her intently, my own cock in hand, stroking it to the rhythm of her moans. “Do it,” I whispered, my voice thick with lust. “Make yourself cum for Nusrat.”

Preeti nodded, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. She inserted two fingers into her wet pussy, her thumb still working her clit. She was so tight and wet, and the sight was driving me wild. I stroked my cock faster, feeling the blood rushing to the tip. “Oh, Preeti,” I groaned. “You’re so fucking hot.”

Preeti was moaning louder and louder. Her tits were jiggling with every stroke, and her ass looked so plump and inviting. “I’m gonna cum,” she panted. “I’m gonna cum hard.”

“Do it, sweetie,” Nusrat urged from the other side. “I want to watch you explode like a geyser.”

Preeti’s eyes snapped open and she stared at the screen, watching Nusrat’s pussy being pounded by the vibrator. Her breath was coming in short, quick gasps. “Oh, Nusrat,” she murmured, “You’re so hot.”

With that, Preeti could no longer hold on to herself; she climaxed hard, her pussy contracting around her own digits. The sight of her juices squirting out was a sight to behold. Nusrat’s eyes widened in awe, and she matched Preeti’s rhythm, her vibrator buzzing at full speed. The room was filled with the sounds of our masturbation, a symphony of pleasure that only we three could appreciate.

“Yes, Preeti,” Nusrat encouraged, her voice breathless. “Cum all over your hand. Make it messy.”

At that point, pints of fluid had rolled down Preeti’s fingers and legs, making the chair she was sitting on completely wet. Seeing this, neither Nusrat nor I could hold on to ourselves.

“I can’t take it anymore,” I growled, pumping my cock even faster. “I’m gonna blow.”

“Cum for me, Rahul,” Nusrat panted, her hand flying over her clit. “Show me how much you enjoyed watching us.”

Her words were like gasoline to my fire. I watched her tight pussy swallow the vibrator over and over again, her tits jiggling with each thrust. My cock was leaking precum, begging for release. With a final stroke, I shot my load across the room, ropes of white cum landing on the desk, the chair, and even the screen. Preeti’s eyes went wide at the sight, her hand still buried in her cunt.

“Wow,” she gasped, watching me with newfound interest. “You liked it too.”

“Liked it?” I chuckled, wiping a bead of cum from the corner of my mouth. “It was fucking amazing.”

It didn’t take long for Nusrat to follow suit; her pussy tightened around the vibrator, and with a final, guttural moan, she climaxed, her juices spraying onto the bed. She collapsed back, her chest heaving with exhaustion. “Wow,” she breathed. “That was intense.”

“Yes,” I murmured while stroking my cock.

When Preeti looked at the clock, she was shocked.

“It’s almost time for me to go, sir,” she said, her voice still breathless from our steamy rendezvous. “But I’ve enjoyed this more than I thought I would.”

“Don’t worry, it’s just the beginning, Preeti,” I said with a knowing smile. “We’ve got plenty of time to explore more.”

Preeti gave me a smile and headed to the washroom to cleanup. In the meantime, I finished up chatting with Nusrat and thanked her for the awesome show she had put on.

When Preeti came back, she was wearing a fresh salwar and kameez. Her hair was tied back, but her face was still flushed. “Thank you, sir,” she said, her voice still shaky from the orgasm. “I never knew it could be like that.”

I winked at her and said, “Come a little early tomorrow. We’ll have more fun.”

Preeti nodded, and I knew she was already looking forward to it. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her cheeks were still a lovely shade of pink. She gathered her things and left, leaving behind a trail of her sweet scent. I sat back in my chair, my cock still hard, and couldn’t help but think about what the future held for us.

“Alright Nusrat, I’m gonna go ahead and clean up now,” I said, not bothering to hide the smile on my face as I signed off from the chat. The experience had left me feeling both satisfied and excited for what was to come.

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It was already 1 am at midnight. Madan uncle and I were going to Pune from Mumbai. Madan uncle was driving the car. We deliberately chose the old highway rather than the expressway as it is less crowded.

Just after exiting Panvel, I started rubbing Madan uncles crotch over his lower.
He understood and slid his lower down. Both of us was not wearing any underwear, so it was easy for me to reach his cock.

It was half erect by my touch. I now started stroking it with my hand. In about 10 seconds, his cock got fully erect. Now, Madan uncle was also rubbing between my inner thighs.

My name is Kedar, 20 years old, and I am 5’2, 65kg, very fair completion with absolutely hairless body below eyebrows. I am a little fleshy on my boobs. I have a nice big round bubble butt that had been fucked many times before by Madan uncle.

As it was going to be only both of us, I was cross-dressing. I was wearing a skin-hugging black crop t-top with a plunging neckline and a strapless adhesive bra 34 sizes. I had formed excellent deep cleavage. Almost more than half my breasts were out and shining like a moon.

Also, I was wearing a tight pink micro skirt without any underwear. I put on nice make-up and red hot lipstick, and I wore a short-haired wig. I was looking hot as hell. Even at the toll plaza, I got lots of glares and lusty looks from people around.

One guy even touched his crotch and adjusted his erect cock while looking at me. I smiled back at him and winked on purpose to give him a sexy memory.
I can easily pass as a girl after I cross-dress. So now Madan’s uncle was rubbing my inner thighs, and I was rubbing his erect cock.

As soon as he reached his full length, I wasted no time and bent down on him. I kissed his cock head, and by now, it started oozing precum. I love the salty precum taste. I started licking and sucking his cock tip and drank as much precum. He was hissing now because of excitement.

My thighs were heating with his rubbing action. Now he placed his hand on my head and started pushing it on his cock. I understood what he wanted. I bent further and took half of his cock in my mouth. I kept sucking like a magnum ice cream bar. He has a giant cock. Almost 9 inches long and over 3 inches thick.

I loved whenever I got to suck his cock. He fucks brutally and hardcore. We are into all sorts of kinky and BDSM play. But we never had a public encounter. So now half his cock was inside my mouth. I was lost in giving him an amazing blowjob.

He now moved his hand from my head and inserted it inside my top. He grabbed my boob and started squeezing it one by one. He undid my adhesive bra and removed it, due to which my breasts were hanging free.

He was squeezing my boobs, pinching my nipples, giving hard slaps on my face even choking my neck in between. He knows I love all this, so I started giving an even more intense blowjob. I took his entire cock in my mouth. His cock was hitting my throat every time I sucked deep.

I got choked many times because Madan’s uncle pushed my head hard on his cock. He kept it there for a few seconds. The whole car was filled with moaning, sucking sounds and lots of sex aroma. Both of us were in full heat. Madan uncle was literally crushing me on his cock.

He was slapping me as hard as possible, squeezing my boobs. They had turned fully red. My nipples felt like they were just moments away from lactating. Tears were rolling down my eyes. His cock and balls were entirely covered with my dripping saliva.

The saliva-mixed precum strings were forming every time I was moving my head up and down. I sucked him like that for about 20 minutes only. Now we had enough and couldn’t wait to have a good fuck. Not to my surprise, Madan uncle stopped a car on the roadside at a dark corner.

It was usual practice for us, so I knew what was next. Madan uncle completely tilted his seat back. I took Vaseline out of the glove box. His cock was already covered with enough lubrication, so I lifted my skirt to my waist. I pulled my straps from my shoulder at let my boobs sway free.

I took a good amount of Vaseline and started inserting with my fingers inside my asshole. I applied a good amount of it inside me, and Madan uncle was finger fucking me at once. It was an amazing, pleasurable moment for me. I had two fingers fucking my ass at the same time.

In that pleasure, I was moaning like hell. We fingered my ass for good 5 minutes till lube coated deeper enough into my anal chamber. Madan uncle was stroking his cock all this time and sucking my boobs and nipple one by one.

After I felt loosened enough, I gave a passionate kiss on Madan uncles lips. We started tongue-sucking and saliva-exchanging. Slowly, I got on top of him. His cock was hotter and harder than iron. I adjusted my ass hole on his cock and gave the hardest push possible.

His mammoth 9-inch long and 3-inch thick dick tore apart my asshole and got almost half in. I screamed in pleasure, and Madan uncle moaned even louder. But that wasn’t enough for him. He held me by my waist and gave an even harder push.

In just two pushes, his entire cock went inside me. His balls slapped against my ass cheeks. I went straight from the car to 7th heaven. It took me about a minute to adjust to the pain and till pleasure took over completely. Once I got used to it, I slowly started riding him.

But Madan uncle never knew what patience are and always wanted to fuck the soul out of my body. He started pulling me on his cock harder and harder by holding my ass. He was slapping me hard on my ass and face. My face and ass must have turned red like an apple by now.

We were fucking so hungrily that we did not care for the world. We gave no shit about what was happening outside. He took both my lips in his hand, applied a pinch to my lips, and shut my mouth. Next, he put two pinches each on my neck on both sides.

Later, he applied several pinches on my upper and lower breast. He bit my nipples hard till I got a minor cut on them. He put one pinch each on my nipples. He took two pinches and applied one on my cock foreskin. He applied another on the base of my cock, pinching the skin and the vein of my cock.

Finally he applied pinches to my balls. Thank god we ran out of pinches. Otherwise, who knows where he would put them more? He now took both my hands behind my back and handcuffed me. My belly button was already pierced, so it gave me more pain.

He started pulling my belly button ring and choking my throat. I loved all this. He trained for me months for all this. Now, I can not imagine sex without pain. I had been riding him furiously for about 15 minutes now. Now Madan uncle was about to shoot his load.

So grabbed my ass, put all ten fingernails in my ass cheeks and gripped it so hard. My skin must have gotten peeled off, and doing this. He started fucking me hard from underneath. He pulled me harder on his cock after fucking and bleeding me for another ten minutes.

He gave me the hardest stroke of the act. His cock became the hardest it ever was. His cock vein pulsated like crazy, his whole body shivered. His cock head swole twice in size, and with one more pull, he exploded inside my ass. He kept cumming in the waves of the ocean.

My ass could not contain it all. I gulped as much as possible. But still, a lot of cum started oozing out of my asshole. It started dripping on my ass cheeks and his balls and pubes. He cum inside me like this for about good 2 minutes. We were both exhausted.

I laid my head on his chest and tried to rest. But a hard slap across my face woke me up. I knew what was next. I got up from him and started sucking and cleaning his cock dry. Every time I sucked his cum, I had to show him by opening my mouth.

Then, I  swallowed it without even wasting a single drop. Madan uncle collected all the cum from my ass and thighs. He gave his cum clad fingers to suck and clean. I obeyed him like a good slave.

After cleaning him and swallowing every drop of liquid he gave me. It was time for the ultimate pleasure. He pulled his lower up, got out of the car and came to my side of the door. He opened the rear and passenger doors so that no one could see us between the two doors.

It was a regular practice for me. I was still completely naked with my hands cuffed on my back. I got out of the car, sat on my knees, opened my mouth and waited. Madan uncle took out his cock and took out a funnel. Put a funnel inside my mouth and started peeing in my mouth through the funnel.

My duty was to drink and swallow all his piss. The funnel was full by now. His piss was dripping and running from my lips on my neck, my breasts, my belly, and on my crotch and thighs. It was warm, smelly, salty, and full of bad taste and smell.

I was happily drinking it and getting my body covered in it. He pissed for like 4 minutes and emptied his bladder, and drenched me in his piss. I was the best bitch anyone could wish for. What do you think?

Hello friends. My name is Bharath. I’m 22 years old. I have a fair skin tone. I’m here to share with you my sexual encounters with my seductive manager, Srividhya.

Srividhya is 43 years old, a married woman and a mother of a 10-year-old boy. She has a 34C bust, cylindrical arms and a little fat around her butts. She has a brown wheatish skin tone.

Our 3rd encounter happened in just 2 days, on 26th February 2024. I always get horny whenever I think about Srividhya. But this time, she was even more desperate. After our previous encounter on 23rd February 2024, she kept messaging me that she loved the way I got deep inside her.

She told me, “I was initially doubtful when you proposed to fuck me from behind. I heard that it causes much more pain than normal intercourse. But after the intercourse, I loved it so much that I want it again.” I asked her, “So, when next?” with a heart-eyed emoji.

She replied, “Very soon,” with a kissing emoji. This conversation happened on Sunday, 25th February 2024. I did not expect that her words “Very soon” meant “Tomorrow.” I need to convince her again after office hours and take her to a hotel room.

On 26th February 2024, at about 8:10 am, I parked my bike in the basement. As I started walking towards the lift, I pulled out my mobile. I saw Srividhya’s 6 missed calls. I did not hear her call even once due to the traffic sound. Standing near the lift in the basement, I returned her call.

She picked up my call and started in an irritated tone straight away, “Why are you not answering my calls?” I told her, “I was driving, babe. Did not hear your call. What’s it? Tell me.” She told me, “You are on leave today.” I said, “No, I’m already in office.”

She asked, “Got to your seat?” I said, “No, in the basement. Just parked my bike.” She replied, “Great. Listen, I’m not asking you if you are on leave. I’m telling you that you are on leave today. Go to the same place as Friday.”

She then lowered her voice and whispered, “I have sent you the screenshot of the booking message. Go and check in with your ID. I’ll join you in 45 minutes.” I got so excited hearing her that I was speechless for a second or two.

I told her, “Wow, My God. I thought I needed to convince you after office hours someday. But never thought that you are even more desperate than me that you want to spend a full day in bed with me.”

Srividhya giggled and whispered, “Hope you keep up your word of “Full day” and don’t disappoint me when you are done.” I said, “I will not be done unless you are done. It takes just a few minutes for me to get horny thinking of you, even after masturbating. I really hope that stays true with real sex as well.”

She again giggled and replied, “Let that better be true. Mind it.” I sarcastically said, “Mind you? Forgot who the boss on the bed is?” She replied, “Yes, boss. Keep bossing me all day.”

Both of us chuckled. I told her, “Ok then. Meet you at the hotel. Love you, baby.” She replied, “Me too.” I rushed to my bike and started to the hotel.

As I entered the hotel, the receptionist lady welcomed me with a broad smile, saying, “Welcome back. As a hotelier, I should not ask, but so soon?” I told her, “Isn’t 50-55 hours so long when you are desperate for something.”

She laughed out loud and said, “I agree. But what’s the point of booking a room all alone? Where is your bossy girlfriend?” I told her, “She is on her way. I’m here before to complete check-in.” Saying that I showed her the screenshot message from Srividhya.”

It was room no. 412 on the 4th floor. Handing over the key, the receptionist said, “Here you go. Enjoy your stay.” I sarcastically replied, “Sure, I will.” She laughed out loud, closing her eyes with her palms. I told her, “I’ll wait in the lobby and go to the room with her.”

With a smile, the receptionist nodded her head and said, “Ok.” Srividhya reached at 8:55 am. She was wearing a sleeveless white kurti and white pyjamas with a blue dominated multi-coloured dupatta. Her pyjama was elasticated around her waist.

I was wearing a half-sleeved checked blue shirt and black cotton pants. Pretending she didn’t know me, Srividhya went straight past the lobby and reception and took a left where the lift was situated. I got up and started walking past the reception.

The receptionist whispered to me, “She looks like a doll.” I whispered back to her, “Yeah, but I’ll ruin all of that before we check out.” She chuckled and said with a shrunk-faced smile, “Go.” I walked past the lobby following Srividhya and took a left for the lift. Srividhya was standing there waiting for the lift.

There was no one around. I stood next to Srividhya, placing my palm on her butts. She turned towards me and whispered, “So, ready for a full day’s sex.” I replied to her, “Just waiting for the doors to close, babe. But actually, I’m not able to wait anymore.”

She looked into my eyes and said, “I, too, feel the same way.” The lift door opened. We went inside the lift. I pressed for the 4th floor. Just as the lift door closed, I pushed Srividhya to the side wall of the lift. We jammed our lips against each other and started kissing sloppily inside the lift.

After about a few seconds of intense smooching, the lift bell chimed again. We pulled out of our kiss quickly. Srividhya and I stepped out of the lift hand-in-hand. We walked towards our room. I put the access card into the slot and opened the door.

We quickly got inside the room. I closed the door, locked it and put the access card into the slot to light up the room. Just as the room lit up, we turned towards each other. Both of us dropped the bags right near the door. We forced ourselves onto each other hard, hugging each other tight.

Srividhya rolled her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist. We started kissing each other deeply, digging our tongues into each other’s mouths. Both me and Srividhya were so desperate and horny. We kept pushing each other.

We could not stop the intense kiss as it went on for minutes, not minding the smell of our saliva. Beyond a point, I lowered my arms from her waist. I grabbed her butts and lifted her. Srividhya hopped onto me, rolling her legs around my waist.

We were kissing loud, creating a slurping sound as we kissed and sucked each other’s lips and tongue. Continuing to kiss her deeply, I had one hand around her waist. I slowly pulled her dupatta down her shoulders with my other hand and threw it on the floor inside the room.

After a prolonged intense smooch, we slowly pulled our tongues out of each other’s mouths. A thin line of saliva forms a bridge between our lips. With a heavy breath, Srividhya pulled her breasts back from my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt.

Allowing her to unbutton my shirt, I slowly carried her into the room. After unbuttoning the top 4 buttons of my shirt, Srividhya tried desperately to pull my shirt out of my pants with some force. But her thighs around my waist were blocking it. As I reached the bed, I dropped her on the bed.

Srividhya quickly got up and crawled a couple of steps towards me on her knees. Without wasting any time, she pulled my shirt tucked inside my pants. She unbuttoned the balance of 2 buttons and opened my shirt wide. I pulled my shirt down my arms, removed it and dropped it on the floor.

She quickly pulled my inner vest out of my pants and pulled it up my body. Srividhya removed the inner waist in a flash and threw it far away. She was so horny that she started randomly kissing my neck, my shoulders, and my upper body and went down to lick and suck my nipples.

I allowed her to play with my nipples for some time, placing my hand on her head. In a few seconds, Srividhya again came up and kissed my neck and cheeks. She slowly came to the front of my cheeks. I grabbed the hair on her head and rolled my other arm around her waist.

We opened our mouths wide and started smooching sloppily again. I slowly got onto the bed, sucking her juicy lips and tongue. Both of us were on our knees on the bed with our bodies jammed against each other’s. I slowly dropped my hands from her head and waist.

I grabbed and patted her butts a couple of times. Srividhya moaned as I patted her butts. I slowly grabbed her kurti on both sides and lifted it. As I pulled her kurti up to her bust, we slowly withdrew our tongues from each other’s mouths.

Srividhya raised her hands and allowed me to remove her kurti. I removed her kurti and flipped it behind me on the floor. She was wearing a red bra inside. The cup of her bra was a little transparent on the upper half with white netted material. The lower half of the cup was opaque and red-coloured.

The cup was not covering her boobs fully. I could visibly see the inner side of her boobs. Srividhya quickly grabbed the hair at the back of my head. She opened her mouth wide and started kissing me lavishly, jamming her breast over my chest.

I grabbed her waist with both hands and smooched her intensely. As we smooched, I slowly lowered my hands from her waist. I grabbed and squeezed her fleshy butt a few times. I rolled one of my hands around her moist waist and dug my other hand into her pyjama.

I went on to dig my hand into her panty and rubbed my fingers between her butts. I started getting hornier as my fingers were feeling the heat between her butts. I dug my fingers between her butts. In no time, I dipped my middle finger into her asshole.

With just an inch of my finger inside her tight asshole, Srividhya tried to pull her tongue and lips out of my mouth. But I did not allow her to stop the smooch. I quickly raised my hand from her waist and grabbed the hair behind her head. I pressed her face hard against mine with my tongue deep inside her mouth.

Srividhya tried hard to stop me from fingering her asshole. She placed her moist palms over my shoulders and tried pushing me away. But I did not hold back. I continued kissing her tight and dipped almost the full length of my middle finger inside her asshole.

She even started slapping me and moaned in an angry tone as I circled my finger inside her anus. But after trying so hard, Srividhya slowly gave in. She started to kiss me back again by placing her palms on my shoulders. She continued to grunt with our tongues deep inside each other’s mouths.

I moved my finger back and forth inside her tight anus. After a prolonged tight smooch, both of us pulled our lips and tongues from each other’s mouths. She asked me in a rough tone, “You moron. Who gave you the right to finger my asshole. Take your finger out immediately.”

Kissing her cheeks and neck, I replied, “I have all right to put my hand on my girlfriend’s body wherever I want. I don’t need permission. Understood?” Saying that, I went down, kissed her bust and continued to finger her asshole. With a shrunk crying face, she grabbed the hair on my head with both hands.

Allowing me to plunge my face into her juicy cleavage, she pleaded, “It’s hurting, baby. I’ve never experienced an anal penetration before. Remove your finger from my asshole immediately.” I did not want to spoil the intimate moment. So, I slowly pulled my finger out of her unimaginably tight asshole.

I kissed and licked the inner sides of her boobs. I went up, kissing her upper body, her shoulders and her neck. Srividhya was taking her breath back. We gazed at each other for a few seconds at close range with a heavy breath. I placed my hands on her heated-up and sweaty waist and asked, “Sex?”

She nodded her head up and down and said, “I’m waiting.” I pulled her closer to me. Both of us were on our knees on the bed. I was getting more and more desperate to taste my boss’s flesh. Jamming her boobs over my chest, I hugged her around her bust. I grabbed her bra on either side of her hooks and snapped her hooks in a flash.

Srividhya gasped and whispered, “Fuck! You tore my bra. You could have slowly unhooked it.” I replied to her, “There’s lots more to tear into today.” and smiled at her sarcastically. She gently bit my cheeks and said, “I would love to feel the pain of you tearing into my pussy, but not my clothes.”

I lost it completely hearing that. I told her, “Let’s start with some flesh-tasting then, babe.” I rolled my arms around her butt, lifted her and dropped her on the bed, making her to lie down. I quickly grabbed her pyjama on either side of her waist. I pulled her pyjama down along with her red panty.

Her pyjama came down her legs smoothly. I flipped it behind me on the floor. But her panty got tangled over her fleshy thighs. I pulled it down again, removed it and dropped it on the bed just beside us. Srividhya was looking yum in her nude avatar.

Just as she got nude, she quickly got up and unbuckled my belt. She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pushed me back on the bed and made me lie down. This time, she removed my pants and then my underwear and dropped them on the floor just beside the bed.

My dick was hard as a rock and was standing up straight like a rocket. She grabbed my dick with her moist palms and started stroking it. I wanted to ask her for a blowjob but was a little hesitant. Srividhya had a close stare at my dick as she stroked it, trying to pull my foreskin down.

I was unable to hold back. I asked her, “How about some lollipop tasting?” She gave a staring smile at me and said, “I’ve never tried it.” I asked her, “It’s right in your hands. Why not try it now?” With a shrunk face, she looked at me and asked, “You want it?”

I replied, “I would love to feel it when you suck my dick, babe.” By that time, my foreskin was almost fully down from the head of my dick. The pink inner flesh of my lubricated dick was peeping out, waiting to bathe in her saliva.

Srividhya adjusted her hair by throwing it on one side so that it did not fall in between. She kept looking at my face and my dick taking turns. I understood she was in two minds. I slowly raised my upper body.

I grabbed her back neck and said, “Just the beginning is tough. Once you take my dick into your mouth, I’m sure you will not want to stop sucking it.” She again has a smile at me. I taunted a kiss at her and slowly pulled her face down, holding the back of her neck.

Srividhya obliged. She went down, bending her upper body. With her face right over the head of my dick, she slowly licked my dick hole at the top. She then gently kissed the inner flesh of my dick, sticking her lips over the head of my dick. I felt strong tickles as her wet lips stuck on the flesh of my dick.

Srividhya then circled her tongue around the head of my dick. She slowly sucked the head of my dick. It felt so electric the way her soft lips massaged my dick flesh. I moaned and told her, “Yes, baby. That’s so good. Now, take my dick into your mouth.”

She sucked the head of my dick gently for a few seconds. Srividhya then slowly engulfed the head of my dick in her mouth. She stung her tongue into my dick hole and engulfed the inner flesh of my dick into her mouth. She then slowly came down deeper, taking about half my dick into her mouth.

I felt goosebumps all over my body. The heat inside her mouth and the way her tongue was sticking over my dick. With just over half my dick inside her mouth, Srividhya grabbed the lower end of my dick and my balls together. She started to suck my dick.

She scratched my dick with her teeth as she went up and down, sucking my dick. It felt so electrifying that I thought I might cum inside her mouth. She started getting intense with the blowjob. She caressed my dick with her lips, her tongue and her teeth for some time.

She parallelly started squeezing my balls. Srividhya almost sucked my pee and semen out of my dick. After some intense blowjob, she slowly pulled her mouth off my dick with her saliva dripping out of her mouth. I quickly got up, grabbed the hair on her head and jammed my lips over her lips.

We hugged each other tight and fell on the bed. We started cuddling by rolling over each other across the length and breadth of the bed. Her mangalsutra chain was pricking my chest every time we rolled over each other. But I was not at all bothered.

After some intense cuddling, we paused with Srividhya on top of me to take our breath back. We gazed at each other closely, breathing and sweating heavily. With a narrow smile on her face, Srividhya nodded her head up, asking, “What?”

Seeing her wet body, I got so desperate to fuck. With a heavy breath, I said, “Let’s fuck, baby.” She engulfed my cheek into her mouth and whispered, “I’m all your’s today.” Saying that she tried to roll down from my chest onto the bed. I stopped her and said, “You take the lead this time.”

She looked at me for a second and asked, “Meaning?” I giggled and replied, “It’s the same words you say when you set up a call with other teams and conveniently slip away asking me to take the lead. Same way, I’m the boss in bed. So, I’m saying you take the lead now.”

Srividhya gave a staring smile at me and asked, “So, you want me on top, don’t you?” I nodded my head affirmatively. She rolled back over me and sat over my belly, pressing her knees on the bed on either side of my chest. Rubbing her wet pussy over my navel and abdomen.

She slowly went down my waist. She ran her wet pussy over my dick and balls and greased them with her pussy juice. She slowly strolled back on my waist. My hard dick popped out in front of her, plunging into her short, dense pubic hair as she got back to my thighs.

Srividhya grabbed my dick with her moist hand. She raised her butt a little from my thighs and rubbed the head of my dick over her wet pussy lips. In no time, she stung my dick into her tiny wrinkled pussy hole. She then slowly came down, taking my dick inside her.

It was a heavenly feeling as my dick steadily penetrated her hot tight and sticky pussy. With about three-fourths of my dick inside her, Srividhya placed her hands on my chest and started fucking me. She closed her eyes and started riding on me, moving up and down.

She fucked me intensely, banging her fleshy butts hard over my thighs. Srividhya moaned loud. The bed was also creaking every time she came down hard on me, taking my dick deep inside her pussy. I was thrilled with the sex I was having with my boss, and that, too, with zero effort from my side.

I loved the heat inside her pussy and the way her tight pussy flesh was crushing my dick from all sides. Along with that, the sight of Srividhya’s boobs jumping up and down as she literally crushed my dick and her sensual moans and screams got me so excited for more sex.

Srividhya raised her hands and tucked into her hair as she continued to screw herself deep and hard with my dick. I enjoyed the intense sex holding her wet and slippery waist. Srividhya continued to sweat it out with my dick deep inside her pussy.

After some intense sex, I suddenly felt a strong tickling sensation running through my dick. I quickly got up and hugged her tight as my dick started to erupt. I hugged her tight and engulfed her juicy left arm into my mouth in ecstasy.

I splashed my cum in multiple instalments deep inside her pussy. We hugged each other tight in a sitting pose on the bed, with both our bodies bathed in sweat.

Srividhya was panting heavily. My emotions were sinking in after going through the extreme pleasures of sex. My dick softened up but was still inside her pussy, with our waists locked tightly against each other.

So, friends, this was the start of my day in bed with my boss, Srividhya. I shall continue the day’s events in the 2nd part of this story. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky stuff with my manager in a hotel room. You can also write to me at my email id: [email protected].

Hi, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you’re all doing well. This is the next part of the recent story I published. I received a very good response. Thanks for the feedback.

About me: My name is Abhishek. I’m 24 years old, 5’7”, fair, thin, and fit. I work as a software engineer in an MNC in Bangalore. I’ve been with this company for three years now.

About her: Reeya (name changed). She’s 4’5” tall, dusky, thin, and effortlessly cute, with a charm that’s hard to ignore. While I’m an ambivert who struggles to start conversations, she’s the exact opposite—an extrovert who lights up every room she enters.

After that scorching weekend in Pondicherry with Reeya, my colleague-turned-lover, our connection was pure fire. At the office, we’d trade these sneaky looks, a spark waiting to explode.

But her flat was where we really let loose.  Weekends were our playground. Hours lost in each other’s arms, skin pressed tight, breaths heavy, chasing every rush we could find.

One humid night, we were sprawled naked under her sheets, the city’s hum drifting through the window. My fingers wandered down her spine, neck to ass, just soaking in her warmth. A wild thought hit me, and I mumbled, “Ree, ever thought about a threesome? Like, with another girl?”

She propped up, eyes wide for a second, then broke into this slow, sexy grin. She slid closer, her boobs grazing my chest, lips teasing my ear. “Oh, Abhi, you want two girls to play with, huh?” she laughed, tickling me till I squirmed. Then she whispered, “I’ve thought about it too. A lot.”

My heart raced, cock twitched at her words. “So, what’s the move? Who do we ask?” I said, probably too eager. She smirked, all sly and dangerous. “It’s a surprise, Abhi. I’ll handle it. Trust me.” She shut it with a deep kiss, her tongue dancing and fighting with mine, promising something insane.

She pinged me one Thursday afternoon to come to her flat on Friday by 7 p.m. Friday night came, and I reached her place. I entered her apartment and pressed the lift button for Ree’s floor. The lift door closed, but my heartbeat started increasing as I anticipated that something was up.

I reached her floor and rang the bell, picturing Reeya in something skimpy. But the door swung open to reveal Anisha. She wore a tight tank top and shorts that hugged her ass like a glove, her medium-fair skin glowing under the light. I’d met her before—Reeya’s college friend.

Yeah, I’d caught her eyeing me over lunch a couple of times, her gaze lingering on my body. “Hey, Abhi,” she purred, stepping aside. Reeya slid up behind her, arms loosely wrapping around Anisha’s waist. “Told you I’d surprise you, na,” Reeya teased, her eyes glinting with mischief.

“Anisha’s been dying to join us when I told her about us.” My jaw hit the floor, heat flooding me as my brain scrambled to process this.

We settled in the living room, melody music playing in the background. All of us were having drinks and chatting to ease the nerves, but the air was electric. Reeya’s hungry glances and Anisha’s bold stares had me on the cliff edge.

Finally, Reeya set her glass down and climbed onto my lap, straddling me. She kissed me hard, her tongue diving in, wet and messy. I grabbed her hips, matching her fire, both having deep tongue fights and exchanging fluids. Anisha watched, her breath catching, and it only turned me on more.

Reeya reached out, tugging Anisha closer. “Get over here,” she murmured, and Anisha leaned in, kissing Reeya right in front of me. Their tongues tangled, sloppy and hot. I was rock-hard watching them. Hands started roaming fast. Reeya pulled my shirt off, fingers tracing my chest.

Anisha’s nails grazed my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. Meanwhile, I pulled Reeya’s top up, her full boobs spilling out, nipples hard and begging for attention. Anisha ditched her shorts—no panties, just her bare pussy, already glistening.

I was surprised to see her bare. They jumped onto me, their bodies soft and warm. Reeya’s ass grinding into my thigh, Anisha’s boobs rubbing my chest. Clothes hit the floor in madness. Soon, we were a naked tangle in our birth suit, the air thick with lust.

Reeya kissed me again, deeply and desperately. Anisha slid lower, and her breath was hot against my cock. She licked the tip, slow and teasing. She took me in, her mouth sucking like she was starving for it. I groaned, my head tipping back.

But Reeya wasn’t letting me off that easily. She mounted on my face, lowering her dripping pussy onto my lips. “Lick me, Abhi,” she begged. I dove in, tongue exploring her pussy, lapping with hungry strokes. I was hitting her deep with tongue fucking.

She tasted sweet and tangy. Her juices flooded my face and mouth as she cum on me, moaning loudly. Anisha pulled off with a wet pop and leaned up to kiss Reeya. Their lips crashed together, tongues wrestling, spit dripping as they groped each other’s boobs, pinching nipples till they gasped their breath.

I got mesmerized, my cock throbbing watching them. Then Reeya slid down, taking Anisha’s place. Her mouth wrapped around me, sucking deep and knowing exactly how to drive me wild. Anisha climbed onto my face. Her pussy was tighter than Reeya’s, slick and swollen.

I went all in, licking her deep. My tongue curled inside her until I found that sensitive spot—her G-spot. She gasped, thighs trembling. I kept at it, sucking her clit and pressing that spot till she shattered. Her orgasm hit hard, juices flooding my whole face and mouth.

I drank every drop, savouring her sweet, musky taste as she shook above me. The sofa wasn’t enough anymore. “Bedroom,” Reeya gasped. We almost stumbled there and slipped over each other, laughing and grabbing whatever we could. On the bed, I pushed Reeya onto her back, spreading her legs wide.

Her pussy was pink and inviting, and I thrust in hard. She cried out loud, filling the room. Her pussy walls clenched around me, and I pounded her, loving how she squeezed my dick. Anisha was right there, kissing Reeya deeply and sloppily. Her fingers rubbed Reeya’s clit in time with my thrusts.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I moaned, and Reeya whimpered, “Harder, Abhi, please.” We switched—Anisha on her knees, ass up, her tight pussy dripping. I slid into her. Damn, she was even tighter than Reeya. I fucked her hard, her screams echoing.

Reeya slid beneath her, licking Anisha’s clit as I thrust. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, their rhythm a filthy harmony. “Don’t stop, Ree,” Anisha begged, her voice breaking as pleasure built. Then Anisha turned, eyes wild, and said, “Abhi, I want you to take me… in my ass. I’ve never done it before.”

My heart skipped, cock throbbing at the thought. Reeya grabbed some lube from the side table, smirking as she smoothened me up. I went slow, easing into Anisha’s tight, virgin ass. Her gasps turned to moans as she relaxed. “Oh God, it’s so good,” she panted.

I started moving, fucking her gently at first, then harder as she pushed back, loving it. It became easier as she had tried a dildo before, which she told me. Reeya kissed her, fingers playing with Anisha’s clit. Soon Anisha was trembling, cumming hard with me still inside her.

After cumming hard, she relaxed for 5 minutes. Anisha wasn’t done yet. Then, she dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth. Holy shit, it was the best blowjob of my life. Her tongue swirled, lips tight, sucking me deep with this hungry look in her eyes.

She worked on me like she was born for it, saliva dripping. Her hands stroked my balls, which her mouth couldn’t take. I groaned, barely holding on, as Reeya watched, biting her lip. Her magic made me lose control. I took hold of her head and put my dick deep in her, and started mouth fucking.

I cum deep in her throat. She drank it all without losing a drop, cleaning my dick and making it hard very soon. My dick came back to life. I pulled out, flipping Reeya onto her stomach, and entered her pussy again in doggy style. I gripped her hips as I railed her into the mattress.

Anisha lay beside her, kissing her, their tongues battling in a wet, drooling frenzy. Reeya’s hand slipped between Anisha’s legs, fingering her fast while I fucked her. Our bodies rocked in a sweaty, desperate dance. “You love this, don’t you?” Reeya panted, and Anisha nodded, breathless, “So fucking much.”

Things got wilder. Anisha climbed onto me, sinking onto my cock. Her tight pussy swallowed me whole as she rode me with slow, grinding rolls. Reeya pressed against my back, kissing my neck. Her boobs were soft against me as her fingers teased Anisha’s clit.

“Cum for him, Ani,” she whispered. Anisha sped up, bouncing hard, her pussy clenching till she came with a scream, soaking me. I wasn’t done. I laid them side by side, fucking Reeya first, her legs over my shoulders, driving deep as she moaned my name.

Then Anisha, her nails clawing my back. I slammed into her tighter pussy, her ass bouncing with each thrust. They played with each other, too, fingers flying, pushing each other closer. “I’m gonna cum,” I grunted, feeling it build. “Me too,” Reeya gasped, her pussy pulsing.

“Together,” Anisha panted. We all lost it—me spilling into Reeya, her milking me dry, Anisha shaking as Reeya’s fingers finished her off. We collapsed, sweaty and spent, a trembling heap.

Later, tangled together, Reeya kissed me, then Anisha, all gentle and sweet. “You’re mine,” Reeya whispered, her voice tender, “but sharing you like this… It’s everything.” Anisha grinned, nuzzling closer.

“Next time, I’m calling the shots,” I smirked, already buzzing at the thought. Our bond was sealed in a night of raw, messy ecstasy.

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After I got out of the shower, I went to the bathroom. Then I stood in front of the mirror. Today was my birthday. I was eighteen years old. I didn’t know my life was going to change. That’s the way to tell.

I stood in front of the mirror and enjoyed myself. I have a good, milky complexion. The cat-eye shape of my eyes on my round face attracted everyone’s attention. Then, a little bit of wet hair on my wide forehead framed my face. Threaded eyebrows added more beauty to my eyes.

My nose was a little long, which increased its beauty. I had some thick lips that were always there, no need to apply lipstick. My neck was a little slimmer, and you could see the bonnet. And then, I had a beautiful body color. I put the towel on my chest and tied it around my waist.

I was waiting for my breasts to grow. Both breasts were 34C in size. My breasts and nipples were pink. My body was thin, but not overweight.

I took hold of both hands and looked at them. A few strands of hair were starting to fall out, but there was no black hair.

There should be a good lump in the stomach, like a movie actress. On the outside of the towel, the cotton hairs on my waist got wet and went inside the towel.

I turned around and took off my hat. My outer edges were good. The part of my spine that was shrinking ended just above the joint gap. In a good, round shape, both buttocks were protruding. Both legs were slightly curved. When I touched one of them, it stopped. Beauty is something that every man craves.

I turned around and grabbed my breasts. Oh, it’s impossible to tell. It’s like a cold feeling above. That was my first experience. Then, the fine, smooth hairs remained till the middle of my chin. I had beautiful hair without any frizz.

I saw myself when I held my nipple with some force. Yes, I was standing between my legs with force.

Yes, my penis. It was standing in the air like a wire, trembling. This was the first time I had seen it like this.

I quickly took out a scale and measured it. It was two inches longer than I had seen it a year ago; now it was seven inches, and it was the same size. I couldn’t wrap my thumb and middle finger around it. It was that big.

I saw it with such force now. When I pressed it up against my stomach, it reached above my navel. It was so hot.

I hugged myself and looked at myself in the mirror. Yes, I was a perfect girl. I let go and looked in the mirror again. No, I was a man. Yes, a boy named Anna.

Yes, I am a shemale. To everyone who looks at me, I am a woman. But if you look at my bare waist, I’m a ‘shemale.’

My name is Ann Maria. My family and college friends call me ‘Annamma’ and ‘Anna.’ But only my family knows that I’m a shemale. No one outside knows.

When I was born, the doctor told my dad and mom that they were happy because I was a boy. Although I looked like a boy, when I grew up, my hormones would be more like a girl’s. So, when I grew up, I would have the nature and body of a girl.

So, if I was raised as a boy, the child would have many bad experiences from society later. Although my family was worried at first, they raised me as a girl.

With my birth, my mom and dad moved house and settled where I am now. I also have a sister. She is really a girl.

We were in Pala in our hometown and now live in Kochi. Everyone in my family loves me very much. There is no discrimination. They raised us both like gold.

My sister is also good to me. She loved me like a sister. We were better friends than brothers.

Dad works as a manager in a company in Bangalore. His name is Johnny. My mother, Molly, is a fashion designer. I am studying in the first year of my degree, B.Com.

My sister, Amia, is studying in the third year of her degree, B.Com. She is 20 years old. At home, I am called ‘Anna,’ and my sister is called ‘Ammu.’ This is my family.

Now, let’s get to the story.

So, I looked at myself in the mirror. Today was my birthday. My family has raised me without telling anyone my secret, and I have completed eighteen years of living like this.

While I was thinking about everything, I heard my sister’s call from outside.

Sister: Oh, Annam, aren’t you ready yet?

Me: Oh, sister, I’ll come now.

When I looked, my penis was still erect. I first put on a thong panty and tucked it inside. But because I was so erect, it was half out.

After a while of standing there, it shrank. I hid it in my thong, put on boy short panties, and looked in the mirror. Luckily, it’s not erect now. But I decided to change the thong and put on bikini-type panties.

Then I put on new shorts and looked in the mirror. Mmm… it’s a girl. A very beautiful girl. When I came out of the room, Mommy, Daddy, and sister were in the hall with a cake. What I saw was that they all wished me a happy birthday together. So, we happily cut the cake and put it in each other’s mouths.

The day ended with fun and games. Since it was Sunday, Dad was at home.

That night, Dad went to work. The next morning, my sister and I went to college. I traveled with my sister on a scooter. We both study in the same college. It’s a girls’ college.

I joined a girls’ college because of my mother’s insistence. As soon as I entered the class, my friends came and wished me a happy birthday. We were four people sitting on the same bench.

My friends from plus two, Aishwarya, Madonna, and Tanvi, are good friends. All three of them are very beautiful. But not as beautiful as me. So, we stood on the bench and sat down for a while.

Aishwarya: Hey, so the last girl in our group has also become an adult.

Madonna: Hmm, my mother has become pregnant in two days.

Me: Oh my, let’s go.

They are all sitting on my right. Madonna’s hand came out and wrapped around my stomach.

Madonna: Aishu, look… hasn’t her mother become pregnant?

Saying that, she lifted the front of my top and looked inside. I immediately pushed her hand away.

Me: Oh my, let’s go.

They all laughed.

Madonna: Oh my, it’s cool. It’s fun to watch.

Aishwarya: Aha, didn’t you see? Is it good?

Me: Aishu, you will buy mine.

Tanvi: Then give it to me too.

Me: Ah, come quickly.

Tanvi: Come on, Miss is here.

We quickly fell silent. Miss’s name is Kavita. In Aishu’s language, it means a local commodity. She is like actress Kavita Nair. She is tall and has big breasts and thighs.

Miss’s belly and navel can be seen wearing a sari. Her breasts are well-proportioned in her blouse. They all enjoy looking at it. Tanvi wants her breasts to be like Miss’s breasts.

So, Miss started taking classes. In the meantime, Madonna patted my thigh and told me to look away with her eyes. As I watched, Aishu put her hand on Tanvi’s top and rubbed her stomach.

I saw that hand holding her breast. This is their regular routine when this Miss comes. Madonna patted my thigh and kept that hand there. I looked at them and then at Madonna. She started rubbing my thigh with a smile. It went inside the top, up to my stomach. I held her hand.

Me: Tee, take your hand.

Madonna: Mmm, just look at Miss’s breast. How interesting.

That’s right, the sari moves a little from the front, and you can see a breast slightly exposed in the blouse. Seeing my hand loosen, she caressed my stomach.

Madonna: How long have I been craving you? Touch me.

I suddenly got goosebumps. It was like my whole body was going cold. Madonna had tried to touch my stomach three or four times. Today, she managed to do it.

I used to feel pleasure when I held my own breast. Yes, that’s the pleasure I get when her hand caresses my stomach. I enjoyed that too.

When her hand slowly moved up, it hit my bra. When I looked back at her, she smiled at me.

Madonna: Hold me, I’ve been craving for so long.

When I looked at them from the other side, they were both playing with each other’s breasts. When I saw their faces, I felt a special feeling in both of them. When I sat there silently, she held my breast over my bra.

Me: Hmm.

Madonna smiled at me and put her hand inside my bra and started holding it. Since it was a very tight bra, she couldn’t hold it much. But I enjoyed every bit of her finger touching my breast. I felt a chill all over me.

When I stood up straight in that pleasure, she put her hand between the top and bra and started holding my breast. She put her hand inside the bra and touched my naked breast.

Oh, I realized that it would be more pleasurable for someone else to touch me than for me to touch her. Suddenly, she held my breast by the eyelet and started rubbing it.

Madonna: What a full breast, my dear. How soft. You don’t really hold it, do you?

I lowered my head in shame. In fact, it was that pleasure that made me lower my head. It was a pleasure I had never experienced until today.

At that moment, I closed my eyes and trembled. After holding me like that for a while, she caressed my stomach again and played with her fingers in my navel.

As soon as she put her finger in, my stomach trembled, causing me to be shocked. I looked at her face and played with my fingers in it. My eyes were slowly closing.

When I suddenly opened my eyes, she smiled at me. She then put her finger in my navel and slowly moved it down. Her finger stopped at the hem of my pants.

While I was enjoying it, she put her finger inside the hem of my pants, and I suddenly opened my eyes in shock.

Oh my God, she is planning to put her hand inside. If her hand goes inside, it will be a problem. Because she was expecting a vagina, and she will be holding my penis.

I grabbed her hand and quickly moved it. I looked at her with a frown. But she smiled at me. If she finds out, they will make fun of me.

I thought that if they find out that I am a shemale, they will hate me. How long will I hide this? One day, they will know, that is for sure.

I have no idea how they will react when they see it. It was when she poked me while I was sitting like that that I woke up from my thoughts.

Madonna: Tee, don’t be afraid. Because it happened first. There will be some tension. Then, you will always be fingering me.

I didn’t say anything. She will think that my vagina is there. But when she finds out it’s different, she will hate me. Aishu and Tanvi will hate me too. I couldn’t even think about it.

Madonna: Hey, if you are so tense, don’t do it today. I want it tomorrow anyway.

Me: Hmm.

(I don’t remember what I was thinking.)

Madonna: For now, you make me happy. I will make you happy tomorrow.

Me: Hmm.

Madonna: I want it tomorrow anyway. Otherwise, I won’t let you go. I wonder how long I have been craving it.

She held my hand and put it inside her top. I stroked her stomach as she did me. I pulled her pants down a little and put my finger in her navel.

When I slowly put my finger in it and looked away, they were both playing with each other’s fingers. She then put my hand on her breast.

When I held it and pressed it, she moved a little. How soft her breasts were! Like a nice sponge. How nice to hold and play with them. As I pressed it, she looked at me.

Madonna: Dee, hold the loops and rub them. That’s good.

When I put my hand in her bra and rubbed the loops, she held my thigh and pressed it. So, I held both loops in turn and she moaned.

She then took my hand and put it inside her pants. It was with a shock that I realized the truth that she was coming without wearing panties.

Madonna: What?

She was sitting like she swallowed a spear. Her finger slipped. But I don’t know how. When I touched some hair on her vagina with my finger, I grabbed it and pulled it.

Madonna: Shhh, oh dear.

When I lowered my hand, my finger touched a cut, and she shivered. Seeing that I had placed my finger like that, she grabbed my hand and rubbed it. Then I started rubbing my finger as she had rubbed it. She was sitting and writhing. When I looked, it started getting wet all over.

I kept rubbing it. When I was holding onto a small lump, she grabbed my hand and rubbed it quickly. After a while, her waist also started to tremble.

Madonna: Go away.

When I tried to take my finger away, she grabbed her hand.

Madonna: Finger got stuck.

I didn’t know, so I sat still.

Madonna: Mandi, to put my finger in.

She then took my finger and put it inside it. My finger went into that warm, slippery hole. There is a special pleasure when you put your finger in it.

My fingers were all wet with that water. I kept moving my fingers up and down like that for a while. When I looked at the others, both of them were looking at us.

Aishu: You walked today, right?

Madonna: Hmm.

Tanvi: Madonna, did you give it to Annamma?

Madonna: No, she didn’t agree.

Aishu: Oh, poor thing. What’s up, Ann? Isn’t it one of her wishes?

Tanvi: Oh, and I have it too, you hear?

Aishu: Oh, I have it too. First, Madonna, then us.

Madonna: Oh, she said to do it tomorrow.

Tanvi: Mix it up.

My finger was still going up and down Madonna’s vagina.

Miss: What’s up there? Ann, Madonna, Aishwarya, Tanvi, get up.

I quickly took her hand. We all got up.

Miss: I’ve been paying attention for a while. If you have news to tell, you can go outside and tell it. You can’t do it in class.

Tanvi: No, Miss.

Miss: Now, try to pay attention in class. For now, all four of you are sitting.

We sat quietly. Miss started taking the class, but I was thinking about what would happen if I came tomorrow. We didn’t talk much about men. Maybe it was because we didn’t have boyfriends.

Anyway, there was an interval, and I had a plan. So, I sat attentively in class. But I couldn’t carry out that plan as I had planned because every girl in the class came to wish me a happy birthday.

So, it was lunch break. After food, we met under our usual place, the tree. After talking about many things, when it came to body measurements, I decided that this was the opportunity.

Me: Ati, have you seen anyone’s penis?

Tanvi: What? Have you seen it?

Me: No, I’m not seeing anyone else. Have you seen anyone?

Aishu: What’s that?

Me: No, I don’t know how it’s possible.

Madonna: Well, I’ll tell you the truth.

Me: What?

Madonna: I’ve seen it.

Me: Whose?

Madonna: I’ll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone.

Me: We won’t tell anyone… you say it.

Madonna: What I saw was my brother’s.

Aishu: Oh, how is that?

Madonna: One day, when I went to his room, he took out his penis and fucked me.

Tanvi: And then?

Madonna: I looked at him for a while. Then, when he saw me, he quickly put it back in and ran away.

Me: A penis?

Madonna: Oh, don’t call it that. They call it ‘fucking’ when they masturbate.

Me: Aha, he’s so good. How did he get it?

Madonna: Oh, no problem. It’s about the size of my hand.

Aishu: Did you measure it by then?

Madonna: Haven’t you seen him for a while? And he’s been giving me a bad look lately.

Aishu: What’s that?

Madonna: When I bend over, he looks at my breasts, and when I walk in shorts, he looks at my thighs.

Tanvi: Aha.

Madonna: Hmm, one day when I was fucking him, he stood in front of me and looked at my breasts.

Me: So, you didn’t say anything?

Madonna: Hey, I thought I’d see. I saw him holding his penis without me seeing and squeezing it.

Aishu: Oh my god, did he see your nipples?

Me: What’s that?

Tanvi: When our breasts are put on a bra, they bunch up and look like a lump. That’s what they call it.

Tanvi: Hmm, I’ve seen that too.

Me: Really? Whose?

Tanvi: My uncle’s.

Aishu: What the hell, did you take the measurement too?

Tanvi: While I was sitting on Ettan’s lap, I felt a movement in my pussy. I was curious to know what it was.

Me: And then?

Tanvi: One day, I sat on Ettan’s lap like that and got up. After some time, when I went to Ettan, he took out his penis and started masturbating.

Aishu: Oh, and then?

Tanvi: Even though he saw me coming, Ettan did that. Suddenly, milk came out of his penis.

Me: Milk?

Tanvi: Don’t men masturbate? They say that they shouldn’t masturbate. Their sperm is called milk.

Me: And you didn’t say anything?

Tanvi: I left quickly. But sometimes, Ettan does it in front of me. He holds it in his hands and shakes it. Only the head of the penis is visible.

Aishu: Aha.

Tanvi: When I see that, my pussy feels a little itchy.

Madonna: When my brother looks at me, I also get a full on.

Me: Full?

Tanvi: Come on, our uterus.

Me: Is that it?

Aishu: Ho, a hole like this. I will tell you the truth.

Me: You saw it too, didn’t you? Now, just tell me whose it is.

Aishu: My dad’s.

Me: Eh, how is that?

Aishu: I saw it when Mommy and Daddy were playing.

Me: What kind of game?

Aishu: Oh, Tanvi, you took her away. Such a fool.

Madonna: My dear, this intercourse is not there, it is called play, pannal, etc. Do you understand?

Me: And then?

Aishu: When I heard a sound from their room, I went and took a look.

Me: What did you see?

Aishu: Mom was sitting on top of Dad and fucking. His whole cock went into her pussy.

Madonna: So, didn’t you see the cock?

Aishu: When Mom came down, I saw it. His cock was up in the air. It was full of cum.

Madonna: Hmm, how is it?

Aishu: It’s as big as a palm.

Me: Don’t girls masturbate when they don’t cum?

Madonna: What, don’t you?

Me: That’s not what I said.

Tanvi: And then?

Me: What do you call it?

Aishu: They call it milk. Then, they call the water that comes before it honey.

Me: Is it?

Aishu: Oh, and then, we don’t have a vagina. We call it jackfruit, ghee, etc. And if we don’t have a clitoris, we call it kant.

Madonna: Where did you learn all that?

Aishu: I sometimes watch them play at home.

Madonna: My brother still looks at me like that.

Tanvi: My eyesight was impaired when Etta went to Bangalore.

Tanvi: Oh, what’s wrong with her.

Tanvi: Go.

Aishu: They say “suck” when they take the penis in their mouth. Similarly, they say “squirt” when they suck our vagina.

Me: You’re a good girl… you’ve learned everything, haven’t you?

Aishu: I hear all this all the time when they play at home. No, Anna, haven’t you seen anyone?

Me: No, that’s why I asked.

Aishu: When you come home, I’ll show you Daddy’s.

Me: Chi, come on, no… will you masturbate after seeing that?

Madonna: Ask in good, pure Malayalam, honey.

Me: Mm, will you put your finger in your pussy after seeing all that dick?

Aishu: I do it after watching them play.

Tanvi: I also do it until Ettan leaves.

Madonna: I still did it after watching my brother’s dick today.

Me: Aha, okay.

Aishu: Come on, you can’t get the pleasure of riding a dick by putting your finger in it. I heard what Mom said.

Madonna: Mm, isn’t this the way we should go now?

Tanvi: Ah, the bell rang. Come quickly, let’s go to class.

So, we went to class. So, if you see a dick, not a penis, there’s no problem. Now, I’ll see if it’s okay if they see my dick. So, after class, I went home.

To be continued.

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