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Hiya! A couple of months ago we had a ladies’ night out, it was lovely to connect with old friends, we got drunk and shared a few fascinating and embarrassing stories, Radhika shared one and asked if I could pull this off as a series, the story got stuck in my head for a while and I’ve taken some creative liberties to articulate this my way, hope you enjoy this. Happy reading!

One day, I was jogging my regular route, A college bus stopped, and this young chap got down with a backpack. He was walking on the footpath, nothing special, but then he suddenly ducked into the jungle. I got damn curious.

I decided to tail him, I slipped into the jungle, spotting him just ahead, keeping a safe distance, staying low and sneaky so he wouldn’t catch me if he turned around.

He kept his bag down and removed some porn magazines then removed his shirt and jeans, for a moment I thought I was following a psycho, I noticed a little boner as he was staring at those nudes. I knew this boy was a pervert when he put the magazine in from of him and lay on his back and grabbed the back of his legs stretching until his tongue touched the end of his cock, this was a new thing I never knew boys tried sucking their dicks!

He then sat back and started to lick the magazine, this strangely scared me and turned me on, I then noticed him putting his clothes on and getting dressed, I immediately ran towards the main road, I purposely started to walk slowly so he could catch up with me when he was almost next to me walking.

Me: Hiya

Boy: Hey

Me: What are you doing all the way out here?

Boy: Ah, just roaming, you know..you?

Me: Me too, Can I join?

Boy: Sure thing

Me: I’m Priya

Boy: I’m  Ronak Agarwal, you can call me Ronnie

While walking we continued to talk and I learned that Ronny was 18, I introduced myself a few years younger and said I was 27

Me: Hey Ronnie, I’m thirsty do you have some water in your bag?

Ronnie: Sure

Ronnie put his hand in the bag and was careful to hide what was in it as he searched for the bottle. Before he could hide I jumped in and said “Hey let me help you and grabbed his bag he could not react as I opened it to look inside.

Me: Jeez, Ronnie! As I pulled the magazine out

Ronnie was flustered and tried to pull the bag from me, his face was red.

Me: Stop let me look at it.

We sat down at the corner of the road and I asked him if he came here to look at them.

Ronnie: Yeah, this is the only place where I can be alone didi

Me: Hmm, do you mind if I can come with you and look at them with you?

Ronnie: wooh, are you serious?

Me: Duh! Of course, so tell me what’s the favourite part of a woman’s body that you like?

Ronnie: I like the ass and the ass hole

Me: I agree, I find them cute and sexy too

Me: So have you ever seen a girl’s asshole in real?

Ronnie: I wish!

This little teasing conversation was making me mental my cunt was getting wet; I hesitated for a moment and finally said it out loud.

Me: I’ll show you my ass hole if you show me yours

Ronnie blushed and put his head down and my heart was racing as I looked at him, he lifted his head and said “I’m a boy and I don’t like anyone to see me like that, but I want to see yours”

Me: Not happening, if you want to see my butt hole then you have to show me yours, let me make this easy for you how about I go first that should give you some confidence?

Ronnie nodded, and I stood up held his hand and took him inside the woods, there I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered them to the bottom of my crack, I then bent over and looked at his face through my legs, I had my butt cheek spread with both my hands so he could get a good look.

My ass hole was swelling up as I watched him zone on my cunt and butt, I wanted to stick my fingers in my cunt but did not want to go too fast on the kid so I stood up and pulled my pants back, Ronni’s face was red and he had a big smile.

Me: So! Did you like it?

He was in shock and opened his mouth but no words came out, he just looked into my eyes and gave a shy smile by nodding his head.

Me: It’s your turn now

Ronnie stood up reluctantly and was nervous; he quickly pulled his pants down spread his ass cheek for a few seconds and pulled it back up.

Me: Hey that’s cheating

Ronnie: we never agreed on how long we will show

Me: you have such a cute butt; can I see it once more?

Ronnie: My mom is waiting, it’s getting dark

Me: Disappointed yet happy I said ok.

Me: Can we meet again tomorrow?

Ronnie: Yes! I’d like that.

We stood up and started back towards the road and Ronnie asked if we could show each other more to which I said “I’m looking forward to” I smiled and we both went our separate ways.

The next day I was lingering around the bus stop waiting for Ronnie, as soon as he got down I noticed a big smile we hugged each other, I’m sure people around thought I was his elder sister or aunt, we sat on the bench for some time and headed towards our secret spot. Ronnie unzipped his bag and pulled out a new penthouse collection with a proud face.

There was silence I could tell Ronnie was observing my expressions as I flipped through the pages, I wanted to keep the magazine aside and get back to business but did not want to look desperate, so I secretly wished Ronnie to bring up the topic. Just then Ronnie said:

Ronnie: So shall we continue the game from where we stopped?
Me: Game? What game, I’m not sure what you are talking about

Ronnie: C’mon did you know what I mean, I want to see your boobs

Me: Alright, but you’ve got to show me your butt hole again, this time properly and no cheating.

Ronnie: Yeah fine

Ronnie seemed a lot more comfortable and relaxed from yesterday, he quickly removed his pants and spread his cheeks, I then moved a bit closer and said “It’s so cute”.

Ronnie: Can I pull them up now didi?

Me: Yeah sure

Ronnie: It’s your turn.

I stood up and removed my shirt to where my purple bra was showing and then lifted my padded bra exposing my right nipple; I wanted to tease him so I only gave him a quick look and then pulled my bra and shirt down.

Ronnie was all excited and red, he confidently said “Hey let me show you something more”

Me: Oh really? What’s that?

Ronnie started to unbutton his pants and pulled down his underwear allowing his boner to spring out; before I could touch it he turned around and put it back in.

Me: Hey, Not fair,  I didn’t get to see it properly

Ronnie: Well, I’ll let you get close if you let me see yours

I pulled down my jeans and said that on the count of three, I will move the panties aside and he has to show his dick at the same time.

“One, two, and three” I said and I moved my panties aside feeling the air hitting my cunt and his dick popped out once again.

We walked toward the road as it was getting dark.

Me: Shall we meet again on Monday?

Ronnie: Sure thing

Me: Enjoy the good weekend I said smiling

On Monday we met the same way and reached our spot, this time I walked ahead of him and had my jeans unbuttoned so he could see my ass crack. We then sat down facing each other.
Me: So, what plans for today’s session?

Ronnie: Didi, how about we get totally naked?

I looked at him for a minute and said “Ok let’s do it”

We got naked and just stared at each other’s body for sometime
Ronnie: Let’s play I touch yours and you touch mine

Me hmm, I like where this is going.

Ronnie: Let’s start with, you can touch my dick and I will touch your cunt.
Both of us stood u and walked up closed, I softly grabbed his dick and I could feel my cunt getting hot as his fingers started touching the folds of my pussy.

Me: Ok, what next?

Ronnie: I was thinking something like “ I do whatever I want with your body and then you can do whatever you want with mine”

Me: Interesting, I’m game!

Ronnie: can I start?

Me: Sure

Ronnie: I’m going to smell and lick your cunt, will that be ok?

Me: Of course!

Ronnie got down on his knees as I started to spread my legs he spent a few minutes just smelling my pussy, I could feel his breath on my wet pussy, I wanted to push his head against my pussy but I controlled myself, He then started licking my shaved cunt as I moaned feeling his tongue go u and down my slit. I slowly pushed Ronnie away and Said

Me: Now it’s my turn

Ronnie: What will you do didi?

Me: Well, something similar, I’ll suck your dick and lick your balls then stick my finger in your butt and repeat, after I’m done you have to suck the finger I remove from your butt.

Ronnie’s dick was throbbing listening to what would happen to him in a few seconds before he could say anything I honoured my commitment by first moving my hand up and down his cock then licked his balls as a surprise I stuck my tongue on his asshole and circled around for a few seconds, I moved to his dick and slid my finger up his arse then continued to suck on his dick.

I removed my finger and got it close to Ronnie’s face he knew what he had to do and like an obedient child started to suck on my finger.

Me: What next?

Ronnie: I want to do the same thing to you

Me: Ok

Ronnie: but there is a twist this time

Me: Go on, I’m listening

Ronnie: After doing what you did to me I want to put my dick in your butt and release my load in your arse hole, then you have to put my dick in your mouth.

Me: Hmm, ok but I get to do one more thing after that, deal?

Ronnie: Deal!

I laid down on my back pulling my kneed u to the shoulders, my arse was now in the air, and Ronnie started to sniff and lick my butt hole, he was getting uncomfortable with the little pebbles and leaves while I found pleasure in the little prickles of sand on my back. Ronnie started to suck on my asshole which I found weird and funny I tried to suck my stomach in but this little brat continued to suck on my ass hole, unable to control myself I released air from my arse which did not affect Ronnie in any way he paid the same attention and showed more love towards my butthole.

Ronnie then got on his knees and started entering my arse, fuck it pained like hell, I asked Ronnie to sit on my hole and he tried entering again he began to push his dick slowly and in a few minutes he was pumping his jizz in my asshole, Once he was done I tightened the muscles of my stomach and pushed his dick out which he brought near my face for me to suck on it.

We laid there for some time and the anal sex had opened up my hole, I wanted to take a dump and told Ronnie that I’d be back in some time. The possibility of him asking to see me doing it made me nervous and excited but I was glad he didn’t ask where I was going.

I returned and opened Ronnie’s bag to drink some water, Ronnie was still naked and as I spilt water on my boobs while drinking Ronnie’s eyes were glued to me.

Me: Alright Ron, My turn now…

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Pichle part me aapne padha: Raziya”le bhai ab chaat apne dost ka maal”. Aisa kehte hi ashfaq ne bhi saara maal pee liya aur hum teeno ek saath nange hi leet gaye
Main” ashfaq tu gay hai tune bataya nahi kabhi”
Ashfaq” mai gay nahi bisexual hu”
Raziya haste hue” ho nahi banaye gaye ho”
Main” ab koi batayega shuruse ki chal kya Raha hai?”
Ab aage: raat ko mai ashfaq aur uski behen raziya nange hi lete hue the tabhi maine unse sawal kiya ki yeh sab shuru kaha se hua. Toh ab iske aage ki kahani raziya ki zubani.
Jab bhai london se chuttiyo ke liye pakistan aaya tha tab uss time mujhe porn dekhna bahut pasand tha. Main tab din me 4 baar toh at least ungli karti hi thi. Ungli karne ke saath saath mujhe apne chote chote boobs pe oil lagana bhi bohot pasand tha taaki voh thode bade ho jaye. Isi liye ek din jab abbu aur ammi hamare ek relative Anwar chacha ke ghar gaye the aur bhai apne dosto ke saath khelne gaya tha tab maine ghar me akele nanga hoke ungli karne ka aur apne boobs pe oil lagane ka socha, aur fir maine TV pe porn lagayi aur saare kapde utaar kar shuru ho gayi. Main pure josh me apni virgin chut me ungli kar rahi thi aur boobs pe oil laga ke daba rahi thi, mera dhyaan hi nahi gaya ki ghar ka door ache se lock nahi tha. Usi samay bhai ka ek dost(irfan) Ghar par paani pine aur baaki sab ke liye lejaane aaya aur usne mujhe yeh sab karte hue dekh liya aur sab chup kar record Kiya aur kuch der baad mere saamne aa gaya.
Irfan” raziya? Yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?”
Main(shock me)” irfan bhai aa-aap yaha? Aap yaha kya kar rahe ho?”
Irfan” tere uss bhadve bhai ne mujhe paani laane bheja hai, bhadva mujhe naukar samajhta hai ab mai tujhe chodunga aur apna badla lunga! Aur agar tu nahi maani toh yeh video sabko dikha dunga.”
Main” nahi Bhai please mai toh apki behen jaisi hu, ashfaq bhai ki taraf se mai maafi mangti hu please aisa mat karo”
Irfan” chup kar be raand ab tak toh lund ke liye tadap rahi thi ab chal mera lund chus”
Yeh kehkar usne apni pant utaar di aur underwear bhi, pant ke andar uska chota saa adhe inch ka baitha hua lund nikla. Uska lund dekh ke meri hasi nikal rahi thi lekin chut ki aag bhi bhadak rahi thi kyuki Maine pehli baar saamne se ek lund dekha tha. Aur mai majboor bhi thi toh mai niche jhuk kar uska muh me lene lagi.
Irfan” aahhhh raand kya maja aa raha hai tujhe muh me Dene me aahhh ahhh uuuhhhhh”
Main”gulp gulp yeh kitna bada ho sakta hai? Mmmm”
Irfan(proud me)” pure 2 inch”
Main niraash ho gayi thi lekin at least mujhe lund toh mila iss baat ki khushi thi. Tabhi achanak ghar pe bhai aur aa gaya aur usne mujhe aur irfan ko aise dekh liya.
Bhai” madarchod yeh kya kar raha hai meri behen ke saath?”
Irfan” chup bhadve teri behen ek number ki randi hai yeh dekh”
Aisa keh kar usne bhai ko meri ungli karne vaali video dikhai aur hasne laga.
Bhai” bhadve iss video ko delete kar agar yeh video bahar aa gayi toh meri family ki badnaami hogi.”
Irfan agar tu chahta hai yeh video delete ho toh chal apne kapde utaar aur lag jaa apni behen ke saath mera lund chusne me.”
Bhai” chutiya ho gaya hai kya? mai ladka hun.”
Irfan” bhadve baap se aise baat karte hai?” Aisa kehke irfan ne bhai ke lund pe ek zor ki laat maari jisse bhai dard ke maare chillane laga aur ghutne ke bal baith gaya. Aur mauke ka faida utha kar irfan ne apni 2 inch ki lulli bhai ke muh me daali di aur bhaiya ko zabardasti chusna pada.
Irfan” aahhh aahh dono bhai behen kya chuste ho….. Aaaaahhhhh….”
Main” ab toh video delete kardo jo tumhe chahiye tha voh toh humne kiya naa.”
Irfan” mere lund se maal nikla? Jab tak mujhe maja nahi aata koi kahi nahi jayega! Ab chal apni tarah apne randi bhai ko bhi nanga kar.”
Mere paas koi rasta nahi tha ek taraf mera khudka saga bhai ek ladke ki lulli muh me le raha tha aur ek taraf meri chut ki aag badhti jaa rahi thi. Toh maine sharmana band kiya aur apne bhai ko nanga karne lagi. Jab maine uski pant utaari toh uska lund pehle se hi khada tha. Uska lund irfan se double tha par phir bhi chota tha.
Irfan (shock me): itna bada lund?
Bhai: yeh tujhe bada lag raha hai? Teri lulli choti hai iska matlab yeh nahi ki saare lund bade ho gaye.
Irfan: bohot bolta hai tu bhadve ruk abhi teri bolti band karta hu. Chal jhuk jaa ab.
Bhai ke paas koi rasta nahi tha toh voh jhuk gaya aur uske jhukte hi irfan ne apni lulli bhai ki gaand pe laga di.
Irfan: ab jab bina tel ke lund gaand me jayega tab maja ayega.
Yeh kehke usne apna lund bhai ki gaand me Lund daal diya aur bhai chillane laga.
Bhai: ahhh ahhh aaaaahhh aahhhhh irfan bhadve tujhe mai dekh lungaaaaaaaahhhhhh.
Irfan: chup randi mera lund le chup chaap.
Kareeb 5 min baad irfan ne apna maal bhai ki gaand me daal diya.
Irfan: ab se roj tujhe aur teri behen ke saath maje lunga aur agar kisi ko bataya toh yeh video viral kar dunga.
Yeh kehke irfan chala gaya aur mai aur bhai vahi nange baithe rahe. Meri chut ki aag abhi tak chaant nahi hui thi aur bhai ka lund bhi khada hi tha. Irfan bas humko garam karke chala gaya tha. Bhai ka lund dekh dekh ke meri haalat kharab ho rahi thi, ek time ke baad mujhse raha nahi gaya aur maine bhai ka lund pakad liya.
Bhai: yeh kya kar rahi hai pagal ho gayi hai kya?
Main: kyu sirf gaand marvani hi aati hai maarni nahi?
Bhai: chup kar raand teri chut ki garmi ki vajah se usne mujhe gandua bana diya!
Main: toh ab mard ban aur shaant kar meri garmi! yaa apne dost ki tarah tu bhi namard hai?
Bhai: ruk abhi batata hu tujhe.
Yeh kehke bhai ne apna lund zor se mere muh me daala aur chuswane laga. Kuch time baad maine uska chusna band kiya.
Bhai: chal randi ab bann jaa ghodi meri gaand ka badla ab mai teri chut aur gaand se lunga.
Yeh kehte hi bhai ne mujhe jhukaya aur meri chut par oil lagane lage. Phir unhone apne lund ko set kiya aur dhire dhire 2-3 dhakke me pura lund andar daal diya.
Main: aaahhhhh bhai aaaraaam se karrrrrrr aaaahhhh uhhhhh uuuuhhhhhh. Maine pehli baar lund liya hai aaaaahhhhhhh aaaahahhhhh ooohhhhh.
Bhai: chup kar raand nakli lund daalne me dikkat nahi hai asli lund daalne me dikkat hai?
Yeh kehte hi usne speed badha di.
Main: aaahhhh aaahhhhhh aaaaahhhhhh bhai aaaahhhh mera nikalne vaala hai aaahhhhhh aahhhhh.
Aur lag bhag 15 min ki chudayi ke baad mai jhad gayi lekin bhai ab bhi kuch udaas lag raha tha.
Main: kya hua Bhai?
Ashfaq: kuch nahi bas pata nahi kyu kuch kami lag rahi hai. Shayad mujhe gaand marwana pasand aa gaya.
Main: bas itni si baat? Chalo ab aap ghodi bano mai aapko shaant karti hu.
Fir bhai ghodi bann gaya aur maine apna dildo leke uspe oil lagaya aur pura dildo bhai ki gaand me daal diya aur bhai ki gaand chodne lagi
Bhai: aaahhhh aahhhh maja aata hai isme toh. Tune pehle kyu nahi bataya? Aaahhhhhh aaaahhhhh abse hum roj aisa karenge.
Main: Haan bhai bilkul karenge.
Present day::
Raziya: Uske baad se leke aaj tak jab bhi ghar pe koi nahi hota toh voh irfan aake hum dono bhai beheno ko garam karke chala jaata hai madharchod saala.
Alok: acha toh yeh baat Hui thi…
Ashfaq: Haan uss irfan se toh badla lena hai mujhe.
Alok: chal usme mai teri help kar dunga.
Ashfaq: kaise?
Alok: dekhta jaa bas tu.
Iske baad hum teeno nange hi ek dusre ki baanho me soo Gaye.
To be continued.
Thank you dosto agar aapko yeh part pasand aaya toh like kariya aur apne suggestions comment kariye yaa fir meri insta I’d ramusingh6969035 pe msg kijiye tab tak ke liye good bye.

Hi, I am David (name changed).

I was in grad school at the time this happened, living on a university campus. I am 5’10”, dark-skinned, and a little chubby, but I was pretty good at talking to women… like they say, if you can make her laugh, you can make her do anything. Ishiara, let’s call her that (name changed), was a tall, dark beauty with a sense of style that would make all girls jealous. With 36-28-36 measurements, she was the talk of the town, and she was mine.

It was a new relationship; we had just started making out, but we were getting more adventurous, entering empty classrooms and kissing and fondling each other, which was becoming our usual routine. Ishiara soon got comfortable with me touching her in public places; she even enjoyed it and would even return the favor by massaging my dick too, but she still refused to give me a proper blowjob. It would always be with a condom; she was the first girl I was intimate with, so I wasn’t complaining. But I knew I would eventually have her.

This incident started as I was texting her about the bad day I was having. While consoling me, she would send some tempting GIFs, and I would respond with well-searched porn GIFs I knew would get her horny. It was working; she called me to her room for our usual session. I hurried over to her room, and surprisingly, the door was not locked. I went in, only to find her completely under the bed sheet, pretending to be asleep.

I ripped the bedsheet off her… and she was naked! Completely naked, looking at me with a face I can still imagine today. I climbed on her; she was laughing, but I was not… she had gotten me too horny. She asked me, “What do you think about the surprise?”

I said, “I’ll show you.”

I didn’t let her say anything else; my mouth was on hers, our eyes were closed, and I started very harshly, not able to control myself. But I slowly came to my senses and went for soft kisses, still not giving her a chance to talk.

She had the body of Priyanka Chopra, an Indian actress, a true brown beauty, a little tall and voluptuous with a tight ass. My hands were all over her boobs, squeezing them with an occasional pinch of the nipple. When I finally let go of her mouth, she was too out of breath to say much, but “That was amazing, babe.”

I went for her boobs, which were bigger than my hands could hold; I sucked on them so hard that her moans always accompanied cries to be gentle. Every time that happened, I would hold a nipple in my mouth and look into her eyes with a puppy look and then start licking them and giving soft kisses to make up for it.

My jeans were bursting now as I was grinding on her; I stopped to take off my tee shirt, and she started unbuckling my jeans.

“Aww, my babe is so horny today… don’t worry, I’ll take care of it,” she didn’t finish saying that, and my hand was on her pussy.

“Ah… babe, not so hard,” she was wet, oh so wet.

I rubbed my fingers on her clit and then brought my fingers up and licked her pussy juice in front of her eyes. I got off the bed, took off my jeans, and she brought out the condom to put it on. I didn’t complain – it was some flavored crap – but she put it on and took my dick in her mouth. Slow at first, and then like a pro, she would completely deep-throat my 6-inch black rod.

I was standing, and she was sitting on the bed, sucking me off. I kept my dick in her mouth and got her to lie down, and started fingering her. She went crazy; with two fingers in her, she couldn’t keep sucking.

I turned it up, “Babe, this feels amazing… ahh… ahh… babe, keep doing it… faster, babe.”

She was going to cum; I kept fingering her and started French kissing her at the same time; she was going crazy; she almost jumped from the bed when she came.

I looked so proud, “Who was it that was going to take care of whom?”

I said with a smile, “Acha!”

She grabbed the condom off my dick and stuffed it in her mouth; she went crazy, “Are you gonna cum now… is he not satisfied?” she said while kissing the head of my penis; she looked me in the eyes and licked it.

I grabbed her head and stuck my dick in her, slamming it back and forth; I held her ponytail; she was kneeling with my dick in her mouth; it was the most amazing feeling of my life.

“How does it taste, babe?… want some more?”

I pressed my dick completely into her face; now she was gagging. I let her go, and she looked at me like I owned her for that moment. She held my dick in her hand with all the saliva drooping from her face; she looked better than any pornstar.

“Was that all?”

She stroked it with her mouth open, tongue out, looking straight at me, “Cum for me, babe… cum for me.”

I could not hold it any longer; after a few strokes, I came the biggest load I ever had, I think. Some of it went in her mouth, and some in her hand.

As soon as it was over, she came back to reality and ran to the bathroom to spit it out and was herself. I fell on the bed, naked, just waiting for her. She came in a few minutes, lay down next to me, and asked, “How was that… feeling better now?” with the wildest smile.

I kissed her and thanked her for this crazy pornstar experience; little did I know it was only the start of our crazy sex adventures.

Hello, Everyone; this is Anu Shain, 30 years old (34D and 5’6 tall) from a Marathi and Telugu background, living abroad for a decade now. I want to share another story with ISS readers.

This story happened right after my previous story, Echoes of Anu – Part 3 (Shattered Silhouettes); this story happened in the year 2012. One day, my maid Geet showed me the value of a Giver in bed as she jerked my dad. Priya, my friend, challenged me to be a Giver rather than always a Taker in bed. As I help her, I begin to understand the true pleasure of the Giver, all while grappling with feelings for Vishnu and Arjun, my distant boyfriend.

Continued..!

The sunlight sneaked through the curtains; volume light hit my naked back as I forced myself out of bed, groggy from last night’s chatter with Mukesh and Sandy. The clock read 7 a.m. too early for me. I slipped into my nightgown and padded downstairs, the house eerily quiet.

Mom was probably at the temple, as usual. Geet was nowhere in sight. I stood in the empty kitchen, considering making coffee but decided against it. Then, a faint moan caught my attention. Dad’s office door was slightly ajar. I hesitated.

I muttered under my breath, inching closer. The door creaked softly as I nudged it open just enough to peek inside. What I saw froze me in place. Dad stood next to the office desk without any pants. Geet kneel in front of him, her hands moving with steady precision across my dad’s dick. Her touch wasn’t rushed or mechanical, it was deliberate, almost reverent.

For the first time, I noticed the seduction in her eyes and the patience in her movements. She wasn’t just giving a blowjob; this was something more. Erotic, maybe? Respectful, definitely.

Dad sighed, a rare sound of moan. I stepped back silently, closing the door. That kind of lust, I’d never seen it before, not in me, not in anyone.

I sat on my bed, still replaying what I’d seen. Geet’s hands, her erotic skill, and her quiet talent lingered in my mind.
“Shouldn’t Mom be the one doing that?” I murmured, bitterness creeping into my voice. Mom was always at the temple, serving God. Dad was here, needing someone.

My world revolved around me, my hostel nights with Priya, my desires, my kinks. I didn’t even know how to give sexual pleasure to someone else, so I let others care for me like Geet did. For the first time, I saw myself clearly as a taker in bed. And I didn’t like what I saw.

The afternoon sun poured through my window as I sat at my desk, tackling my university assignment. Drawing and calculating filled the records, a small comfort in their predictability.

My phone buzzed beside me. Priya, Again. “Not now,” I muttered, silencing it for the third time. The drawings in the assignment demanded focus, and I wasn’t in the mood for her endless chatter about shopping or her latest drama.
But guilt gnawed at me. Once I finished, I called her back.

Priya: “Finally! Thought you’d fallen off the planet.”

Me: “Sorry, I was busy. What’s up?”

Priya: “Come shopping with me! You’re free now, right?”

Me: “I’m not done with my assignment, Priya. Besides, I don’t like those cheap shops you drag me to. They don’t have quality.”

Priya: “Oh, come on, don’t be a snob! Fine, if you’re busy, send Raju with some cash. He’ll carry my bags.”

I sighed, already regretting answering her call.

Me: “Fine. I’ll send him. Just don’t go overboard, Priya.”

Priya: “You’re the best, Anu! Love you!”

Hanging up, I called Raju, handed him money, and sent him off. A pang of guilt stirred in me for not helping Priya with shopping. After a couple of hours, my phone buzzed again.

Priya: “Hey, Anu, quick favour. I bought a few clothes without trying them no trial room, you know? Mind if I come over to use yours?”

Me: “Priya, I’m still busy—”

Priya: “Oh, please! I favour quick. Don’t make me beg.”

Her tone left no room for argument. Minutes later, she arrived, carrying a mountain of clothes. I stared half in disbelief. Geet appeared, her calm demeanour intact, and instinctively helped Priya with the bags.

My excuses hadn’t worked, and Priya, as always, got her way. I sat cross-legged on my bed, pretending to scroll through my laptop while Priya gleefully unpacked her latest haul.

Priya: “Look! Matching lingerie for us! Isn’t it cute?”

I felt my cheeks flush. “Priya, seriously?”

Priya: “Relax, Anu! You’re so uptight. Anyway, time to try these babies on.”

Before I could protest, she started to undress and change right there off with one outfit, on with another. It was a whirlwind of colours and fabrics.

Priya: “What do you think? This one’s a vibe, right?”

Me: “Sure, Priya. Great.”

Then, I saw a soft, pastel kurta on my bed. My gaze lingered on the delicate embroidery and smooth fabric.

Me: “That one… It’s nice. Really nice.”

Priya spun around in the mirror wearing a bra and panties, then glanced at me with a mischievous grin.

Priya: “You know what? This kurta looks way better on you. Consider it a gift!”

I blinked, caught off guard. “Priya, you don’t have to—”

Priya: “No arguments! It’s yours.”

Touched, I smiled. “Thank you, Priya. Really.” As she packed up, her energy was infectious, but something lingered in my mind while seeing Priya semi-nude Geet’s Attentiveness to Dad earlier.

Me: “Hey, Priya. Sit down for a second.”

Priya raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

Me: “Just… trust me.”

Tentatively, I began rubbing her shoulders, trying to emulate Geet’s focus and patience.

Priya: “Whoa, Anu! This is… new.”

I laughed softly, feeling a strange warmth. Maybe empathy wasn’t so hard after all. As I worked my hands over Priya’s ass, I couldn’t help but voice the thought gnawing at me.

Me: “Priya, do you think… I’m always the Taker in the bed? Like, I never really give pleasure?” squeezing her butt cheeks.

Priya tilted her head back, smirking. “You give plenty, Anu. You give me scissoring, licking my boobs, sucking my lips ”

Me: “That’s not what I mean. I mean attentiveness. Like… prioritises my partner’s pleasure and satisfaction.”

Priya paused, uncharacteristically serious. “You’re just not the nurturing type, Anu. It’s not bad. Some people are just better at taking care of others sexually.”

Her words lingered uncomfortably.

Me: “But… what if I want to be?”

As my hands moved gently over Priya’s back and unhooked her bra, I couldn’t help but ask, “Priya, do you think giving sexual pleasure feels… different? More fulfilling than just getting an orgasm?”

Priya sighed, leaning into my touch. “Maybe, but giving is hard, Anu. It takes patience, and, let’s be honest, you’ve never really needed to give much.”

I closed my eyes, letting her words settle. Geet’s eyes flashed in my mind, Intuitive, Skilful, full of something deeper. Slowly, my hands softened, my movements becoming more Generous, rubbing Priya’s boobs.

Priya shifted slightly and glanced back. “Whoa, Anu. What happened? Your hands… they feel different. Softer. Are you horny or something?”

As I continued to knead Priya’s boobs, I focused on every motion, each movement slow and deliberate. For once, I wasn’t rushing, wasn’t distracted.

Priya: “Ah.., this is… really nice. Where’d you learn this?”

Me: “I didn’t. I just realised it’s about patience. About giving sexual pleasure to someone else for a change.”

Priya, usually a chatterbox in bed, fell unusually silent, her head drooping as she relaxed into my touch, and she slowly pulled her panty down. The room, so often filled with her soft moan, grew calm.

I smiled softly to myself. For the first time, I wasn’t just an Intuitive, I was giving sexual pleasure. And in that stillness, I finally understood what it meant to be truly Attentive to someone.

As Priya leaned further into the comfort and spread her legs, her voice softer now, I couldn’t help but think of Arjun. Could I do this for him too? Could I learn to connect and seduce him in his own rational world?

Me: “Priya, do you think giving sexual pleasure is something you can… learn? Or is it just something people have naturally?”

Priya, half-drowsy, murmured, “I think it’s both. Some people are just ready to lick pussy… others, like you, have to try. But trying counts, doesn’t it?”

Her words settled in me as I moved my lips on her pussy.

Me: “So, you think effort matters?”

Priya’s fingers interlocked in my hair as I shifted my lips to her inner pussy lips, gently massaging her clit with my tongue. Her silence was unusual, but I noticed a soft smile creeping onto her face and biting her lip.

Me: “What are you thinking about?”

Priya: “Charan. He’s… so patient in bed with me, you know? Like how you’re being now. It feels nice.”

The mention of Charan stung slightly, though I wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was jealousy, not for Charan, but for the way Priya seemed to moan the sexual pleasure in my touch so easily, something I was only beginning to understand.

Me: “He’s lucky, then. You’re good at receiving orgasms.”

Priya opened her eyes slightly, her voice dreamy. get you’re learning how to give in bed.” I nodded at Priya, my tongue still gently moving in a rhythmic motion in between her pussy walls.

Me: “You know, I could make you get an orgasm right now with my tongue that you wouldn’t be able to stay strong.”

Priya chuckled, clearly not believing me.

Priya: “Oh really? I’m not some virgin, Anu. I’ll stay wide awake no matter what.”

Me: “You’re on. Bet I can make you get an orgasm in five minutes.”

Her eyes sparkled with the challenge.

Priya: “You’ve got no chance. But fine, I accept. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

I took a deep breath, focusing, knowing that, for once, this wasn’t just about winning a bet; it was about something kinky, something I was still learning.

I stopped talking, my tongue moving steadily across Priya’s pussy as I focused on her orgasm and my hands on her nipples. I closed my eyes for a moment, recalling how Arjun used to lick my pussy in our university library. The rhythm, the pressure, the gentle circles with the tongue, everything about it, soothed me into my pussy deep, horny orgasm.

I mimicked the movements in silence, pressing just the right amount of pressure on her clit, moving my tongue in slow, circular motions along her clit hood.

Priya: “Aa..Anu… what’s…?”

She didn’t finish her sentence. I could feel her body relax, her muscles giving way to the calm, her nipples hard erected for the pressure I was creating on her pussy lips.

I didn’t rush, just like Arjun never did. The more I focused, the more Priya’s breaths became heavy and gasping for air, her eyelids heavy.

Me: “Just relax, Priya.”

I felt a sense of pride building. Maybe the is was the true meaning of giving sexual pleasure. I noticed Priya’s efforts to stay strong, her little fidgets and the occasional half-hearted attempts to open her eyes. It made me smile, and I couldn’t help but laugh quietly.

Me: “You’re fighting it, aren’t you?”

Priya: “I’m… not giving up! You’re not winning this bet!”

Her voice was groggy, but her determination was still there. I chuckled, shaking my head while rubbing on her pussy. As I continued, a thought crossed my mind. If I ever had the chance, I would want Vishnu to give me an orgasm, just like Arjun did for me. I sighed softly. Maybe someday. But for now, I’d focus on Priya’s orgasm.

As Priya stayed strong, resisting pleasure, my mind began to wander. I thought about Arjun, who always seemed too distant to give sexual pleasure. Vishnu, who had captured my attention but never my pussy. And Charan, whom Priya always mentioned with such sexual affection.

All these people know how to fulfil a woman in some way, understand a woman’s needs, fulfilling our sexual desires, but have I ever really noticed? Or was I always just taking pleasure?

I dipped my tongue into Priya’s hole, warming it between my pussy lips. I could feel the difference now, the shift in perspective. Maybe, just maybe, I was ready to start giving, too. I began to tongue fuck Priya’s pussy again, more focused than ever.

As the fluids dripped from Priya’s pussy to her asshole, her finger gripping hard in my hair, her things squeezing my head into her pussy, I hadn’t stopped tongue fucking her, and after a few seconds, I noticed she had completely screamed to orgasm.

I wiped my mouth with her panty. I tried gently shaking her, but she remained unresponsive, her head sinking deeper into relaxation.

Me: “Priya, hey… wake up, you lost the bet!”

I chuckled softly, realizing just how deep into orgasm she was. I nudged her again, a little firmer this time.

Me: “Priya, come on, wake up!”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her eyelids fluttered open, her expression groggy and confused.

Priya: “What… happened? Stop killing me? Let me take a nap.”

Me: “You sure did get an orgasm. Looks like I won this one.”

Priya blinked, still half-dazed, then gave in with a sheepish smile.

Priya: “All right, all right. You win. But next time, I won’t go down that easily on your pussy!” she said while getting dressed.

Geet entered the room with a tray full of snacks and drinks, her usual calm demeanour making the atmosphere feel cozy. I took the tray from her with a smile.

Geet blushed slightly, her cheeks turning a soft pink as she glanced at me. Geet smiled warmly, setting it down on the table as Priya began collecting her shopping bags. Geet, always attentive, helped Priya with the bags, effortlessly managing the pile.

I watched as Priya, now fully packed, grabbed her bags. Raju was waiting outside to take her home.

Priya: “Alright, I’m off. See you soon, Anu. And… good luck with the assignment!”

She gave me a playful wink before heading out with Raju. I stood there for a moment, feeling a strange sense of fulfilment as if something had shifted inside completely.

To be continued…

Hi Readers,

This is Zee with another real story that happened in May’25. About me: 35yrs young, 5.7 height and a 6inches good looking tool and live in Mumbai. I look younger due to my regular football,7hrs sleep, eat right attitude and regular cardio

For the one’s who missed, here is my previous story, Married woman crossed paths by chance.

So as usual since I’m an HR i post a lot of jobs on social media, one such role was for an EA to the CEO and i received a few candidates however one profile struck me her name was Preety 33yrs old and single.

So i took it like a normal conversation and spoke to her about the requirement of the job and checked her skills to match the role.

She sounded confidant and desperate for the job and she opened up about her relationship status that’s she’s divorced, i showed empathy and the conversation continued.

Her tone of voice got me a slight boner, her voice was seductive.
So I told her your profile is good and i will ping you the JD on WhatsApp (just so that i stay in touch with her)

Our conversations continued the next day and we she eventually cleared all the rounds in due time, this made me happy and she was excited too….however there was a twist.

The CEO preferred someone else all of a sudden and it was silence for me and Preety.

I apologised to her and said that some things are not in our control, she felt abd but understood and continued her job search while we stayed in touch normally via whatsapp and i started to flirt a little, make her laugh etc

She got used to my chats and we used to chat only during office hours as i am married so wanted to make sure i keep things away from my personal life.

Since she lived close by and my office was in Andheri i asked her out for lunch on a Friday, she agreed.

On Friday 1.30pm she was at the restaurant wearing a one piece upto knee length, looking hot but i behaved and controlled my emotions. We ordered food, ate a little and spoke a lot that’s when she opened up entirely about her relationship and how it went down south and eventually broke. I consoled her and said we can stay in touch and she can reach out for any help.

Days passed by, we were just chatting and flirting lightly. All of a sudden in the month of May it rained really heavily on one of those days, the weather got dull,roads were wet and the surroundings became cool. I was in office and it was 3pm, usually in Mumbai when it pours heavily people leave early and by 5.30 our office was almost empty.

I pinged Preety this “the weather is amazing, first rains of this year what plans?

She- Nothing I’m stressed
Me- Why is it?
She- I need a job how long am i going to stay without one, my parents keep pestering me
Me- I understand,for now take it off your head and listen to me. 6pm McDs
She- No I’m really tired and stressed
Me- that’s exactly the reason I’m inviting you, come on dont be a spoilt sport.
She- Lets meet tomorrow
Me-Tomorrow wat if we don’t get such a pleasant weather. I also have a surprise for you. See u at McDs at 6.30
She- OK, cu bye

I shut my laptop and hurried to the nearby McDs and waited for her, she came 10mins after me and one side of her clothes were wet due to the rains.

We got in ordered coffee,muffins and a hot chocolate. The cafe was huge but just 5 of us that day surprisingly. We started eating and sipping and i told her I will help you with your job search let’s chill now and enjoy this time.

10mins in and i crazy thought hit me. I went to the mens washroom and pinged her on WhatsApp, ladies washroom now!

She was stunned and replied ‘ what!? Why?
I said just do as told, be here in 5mins.

The gents and ladies washroom was besides eachother and had a common entrance so people would not know if something fishy was going on and with the cafe being empty the washrooms were empty too.

She walked past me and i signalled to her with my eyes to get in the ladies washroom, she looked at me with a surprise not knowing what I’m making her do. I looked around and found no one watching me and entered the ladies washroom after her. It was empty just the two of us inside. I held her hand and escorted her to the last washroom.

She was shocked and scared. What are you doing, are you out of your mind she asked.
I said yes i am, no one is going to come in. I know you also want it. She liked my dominant nature and directness and a smiled flashed on her face.

We hugged for a while, she just let herself loose on me like she really wanted a hug and pressed hard so she could feel me. We broke the hug and kissed and kissed again and then smooched and smooched harder, we were just lost in our emotions and ecstacy. We were horny and excited and the thrill of doing something like this in a public washroom was just make it even better.

We smooched again, lips locked and lost ourselves in each other. I was roaming my hands on her back and caressing her back she was holding my ass. I took off her bra in one go and then lifted her tshirt, she had a nice pair of boobs and she was fair. Her nipples were in hard and erect, the cold breeze was hitting her body and just then i sucked her nipples, that feeling gave her goosebumps and she was moaning and asking me to suck her deep and hard. I sucked both her nipples, bit them, pinched them, pressed them and pulled them. She was on cloud 9 now.

She asked me to take off my shirt and jeans. I got naked at once, she sat on the commode and pulled me closer and started to eat and suck and lick my cock like I’m her meal. She was feasting on me, oh boy never seen a woman suck my dick like that. This was fabulous stuff, stuff of dreams.
She sucked for 3-4 mins, all saliva on my cock and she looked really happy, i pulled her up and we smooched again. I took off her trousers and tore her undies,she didnt expect that. Now we both are naked looking at each other’s bodies. We cold breeze was giving us goosebumps so we hugged again and then i kept fondling with her boobs and ass. I made her sit on the commode and lifted her legs, she had a little hair on her pussy but it was clean.

I kissed her legs and thighs and her groin and she shivered her pussy wet and oozing. I licked her pussy tasty for sure, i licked her again and she shivered and i am looking straight in her eyes like i own her. I inserted two fingers and she let out a gasp, finger fucked her and licked her at the same time. She was thrilled and her emotions were running high, kept eating her for 3-4mins looks like she was about to cum so i went fast with my fingers and faster with my tongue and she exploded,moans were high and she relaxed. She felt at peace. She smiled and said – i needed that,it was amazing.

I turned her over and bent on her back and whispered in her ears, babes there’s still more to come. I spread her legs and started to eat her ass, tongue fuck her ass and also shoved a finger and kept finger fuckin her and sucking her ass. This feeling she has never experienced and it was something new. She was controlling her moans and was trying to turn back and get a view of me eating her.

From ass to pussy and pusssy to ass i kept sucking her and licking both her holes, she was absolutely going crazy with the pleasure i was giving her and her legs were trembling and i could hear soft moans and words whispered – oh yes,ahh,ohhh, yes yes, ooohhh, go on go on these were her words.

After a while i turned her to face me, smooched her hard and sucked her nipples and fingered her pusssy all st once. I whispered to her – do you want me to fuck you? She said no let me fuck you. I sat on the commode amd she climbed on me took it in her pusssy and kept fucking me like a pro. Bitch you are good at this i whispered in her ears, she smiled and increased her pace.

I got off turned her over and told her I want to fuck your ass, she nodded. If you have read my previous story i have emphasized how i like to fuck a woman’s ass. So thr same thing i did here. Applied spit on her ass and my dick and went slow, once the tip was in i kept teasing her by putting it in a little and then taking it off and she was controlling her moans and pain and slowly I entered my entire cock and fucked her really good and hard for 3-4 mins. As i was about to cum I held it cooled down and then inserted in her pusssy and fucked her. Kept playing and teasing her between ass and pussy and she just loved that.

After a while i was about to cum, babe I’m coming she said leave it my my ass and i unloaded my entire fucking cum deep in her ass.

She was in a little pain but she said this was amazing never imagined it.

We hugged, cleaned up and slowly got off the cafe.

We might meet again and I will give her one hell of an experience again.

Thank you for reading.

I am open to sexting, quickies, NSA and casual meets.

[email protected] is my email id.

Thank you.

Shimla ki thandi hawa ghar ke shishon se takra rahi thi jab main, Rohan, Priya ke ghar pahuncha. Meri cousin behen Priya akeli thi—uske maa-baap do hafton ke liye ek shaadi mein gaye the.

Darwaza khulte hi Priya ne mujhe jhappi di. “Arre bhai, kitne din baad aaya hai tu!” Uski awaaz mein mithaas thi, par uski aankhon mein ek sharaarti chamak thi jo dil ko chhoo gayi.

“Raat ko thand bohut hai, Priya. Koi garam plan banaya hai kya?” maine mazak mein poocha, apna bag neeche rakhte hue. Usne muskurate hue bola, “Haan, garam chai banati hun, baaki garam karne ka kaam tera hai, bhai.” Yeh sunkar meri hansi chhoot gayi, par dil mein ek hulchul si hui.

Raat ko hum heater ke paas baithkar baatein kar rahe the. Priya ne ek tight sweater pehna tha, jisse uske boobs ubhar kar saamne aa rahe the. “Rohan, thand se dar lagta hai kya?” Usne poocha, apne baal kholte hue. “Nahi, par thand mein kuch garam chahiye,” maine double meaning mein bola.

Usne kaha, “Toh ek hi razai mein baithte hain, garmi mil jayegi.” Woh mere paas khisak aayi. “Priya, tu toh heater se bhi zyada garam hai,” maine hans kar bola. Usne aankh maari aur kaha, “Abhi toh bas shuruaat hai, bhai. Garmi badhti jayegi.”

Usne apna haath meri shirt ke andar dala, meri chest ko dheere se sehlaya. “Teri skin itni smooth hai, Rohan, thand mein bhi garmi deti hai,” usne kaha aur apni ungliyon se meri nipples ko chhua. Main kamp gaya. “Priya, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu?” maine uske baal pakadte hue poocha.

Usne meri aankhon mein dekha aur boli, “Jo dil chahta hai, bhai. Tu mana karega kya?” Usne apne lips mere neck par rakhe, dheere se chuma, aur meri saans tez ho gayi. “Priya, yeh thand ko aur garam kar degi,” maine bola. Hum 15-minute tak aise hi khelte rahe—touching, teasing, par hadd paar nahi ki.

Subah Priya ne mujhe chai banakar di. Usne ek chhoti si nighty pehni thi, jisme uski thighs dikh rahi thi. “Raat ko thand lagi thi kya, Rohan?” usne poocha, chai ka cup mere haath mein dete hue. “Haan, par teri wajah se neend mein bhi garmi lagi,” maine naughty andaaz mein bola.

Usne hans diya aur mere paas baith gayi. “Toh aaj raat ko thand ka poora ilaaj karte hain,” usne kaha aur apna haath meri thigh par rakha. “Priya, tu toh subah-subah aag laga rahi hai,” maine bola. Usne kaha, “Aag toh bhai ke saath hi lagti hai na!”

Usne meri shirt ke button khole aur apne naram haathon se meri chest par circles banaye. “Tera dil kitni tez dhadak raha hai, Rohan. Kya baat hai?” usne poocha aur apna haath meri pant ke upar rakh diya. Main garam ho gaya.

“Priya, tu yeh khel khelna janti hai,” maine bola aur uske boobs ko sweater ke upar se dabaya. “Yeh bhi toh garam hain, bhai,” maine kaha. Usne apni nighty thodi si upar ki aur meri ungliyon ko apni thighs par guide kiya. “Chhoo na, Rohan, dekh kitni garmi hai,” usne kaha.

Maine uski soft skin ko sehlate hue bola, “Yeh toh meri wajah se jal rahi hai.” Humne 20-minute tak ek doosre ko chhua, par abhi poori tarah nahi mile.

Raat ko Priya ne mujhe apne bed par bulaya. “Ek hi razai mein sona chahiye, thand se bachne ke liye,” usne kaha aur apna sweater utara. Uski bra mein uske bade boobs saaf dikh rahe the. “Rohan, thand mein garam rakhna padta hai na?” usne poocha.

Maine uski kamar pakdi aur uske pet par kiss kiya. “Haan, par yeh garmi galat hai na, Priya?” maine poocha. Usne mera lund pant ke upar se dabaya aur boli, “Galat hai toh itna mazaa kyun aa raha hai, bhai?” Usne meri neck par chuma, aur maine uske baal sehlaye.

“Priya, tu mujhe pagal kar degi,” maine bola. Humne ek ghanta tak ek doosre ko chheda—kissing, touching, aur teasing—par sex nahi kiya.

Subah Priya bathroom se nikli, bas towel mein. “Rohan, meri peeth par lotion lagao na,” usne kaha aur mere saamne khadi ho gayi. “Priya, tu thand mein bhi aag laga degi,” maine bola aur uski peeth par haath ferte hue uske hips tak gaya. “Teri skin kitni soft hai,” maine kaha.

Usne towel gira diya aur boli, “Toh poori aag dekho, bhai. Pasand hai na?” Usne meri shirt ke button khole aur bola, “Ab tu bhi thodi garmi dikha.” Usne mujhe bed par dhakka diya aur meri chest par baith gayi. Uske nange boobs meri skin par ragad rahe the.

“Tujhe yeh pasand hai na, Rohan?” usne poocha aur apni chut ko mere haath mein rakha. “Yeh toh geeli hai, Priya,” maine bola aur uski thighs ko dabaya. “Teri wajah se, bhai,” usne kaha aur mere lips par chumi. Maine uske ears mein bola, “Tu kitni naughty hai.”

Usne meri chest par kiss kiya aur boli, “Aur tu kitna garam hai.” Humne 20 minute tak ek doosre ko chhua, par ruk gaye.

Dopahar ko Priya ne mujhe sofa par bulaya. “Rohan, thodi si masti karte hain,” usne kaha aur meri godi mein baith gayi. Usne meri shirt upar ki aur meri navel par ungli ghumayi. “Teri body mujhe pagal karti hai,” usne bola. Maine uske boobs dabaye aur kaha, “Yeh bhi toh mujhe pagal karte hain.”

Usne meri pant ke upar se mera lund chhua aur boli, “Yeh toh tayyar lagta hai, bhai.” Humne ek doosre ko tease kiya, par hadd nahi paari. Dopahar ke baad hum ruk na sake. Priya ne mujhe bed par kheech liya aur boli, “Ab aur intezaar nahi hota, Rohan. Mujhe apna lund do.”

Maine uski panty utari, uski geeli chut ko chhua, aur apna lund uske andar dala. “Aah, kitna bada hai tera,” usne moan kiya. Maine dheere-dheere dhakke mare, uske boobs ko dabate hue. “Priya, tu meri hai,” maine kaha. Usne bola, “Haan, bhai, mujhe chod do.”

Hum 20 minute tak chudai karte rahe, aur uska paani meri wajah se do baar nikla. Usne baad mein bola, “Rohan, yeh garmi kabhi nahi bhoolungi.”

Subah Priya ne mujhe nashta khilaya. “Rohan, tu kitna pyaara hai,” usne kaha aur meri ungli chusi. “Priya, tu bhi toh khaane layak hai,” maine naughty andaaz mein bola. Usne bola, “Toh kha na, bhai, rok kaun raha hai?” Maine hans kar kaha, “Thodi der mein poora swaad lunga.”

Kitchen mein usne mujhe counter ke against dabaya aur meri shirt upar ki. “Teri body mujhe pagal kar deti hai,” usne kaha aur meri navel par kiss kiya. Maine uski kurti utari aur uske boobs ko bra ke upar se dabaya. “Yeh kitne soft hain, Priya,” maine bola.

Usne meri pant mein haath dala aur mera lund sehlaya, “Yeh toh rock hai, bhai.” Usne meri chest par apne lips ghumaye aur boli, “Tujhe yeh pasand hai na?” Maine uske hips par haath fera aur bola, “Tu poori aag hai.” Humne 20-minute tak khela—kissing, licking, aur rubbing—par abhi ruk gaye.

Dopahar ko Priya ne mujhe sofa par baithaya. “Rohan, meri thighs chhoo na,” usne kaha aur apni skirt upar ki. Maine uski naram skin par haath fera, uski panty ke paas tak gaya. “Kitni garmi hai yahan,” maine bola. Usne meri shirt kholi aur meri chest par apne nails chalaye.

“Tujhe yeh pasand hai na, bhai?” usne poocha aur mera haath apni chut par rakha. “Geela hai na?” usne kaha. Maine uske neck par chuma aur bola, “Tu meri wajah se hai.” Humne ek doosre ko 15-minute tak chheda.

Sham ko Priya ne mujhe apne room me bulaya. “Rohan, thodi si baatein karte hain,” usne kaha aur meri baahon mein baith gayi. Usne meri shirt ke andar haath dala aur meri back ko sehlaya. “Teri body kitni strong hai,” usne bola.

Maine uski nighty ke upar se uski kamar dabayi aur bola, “Aur teri body kitni naram hai.” Usne meri pant ke button khole aur boli, “Yeh toh garam ho raha hai, bhai.”

Sham ke baad Priya ne mujhe kitchen mein bulaya. “Rohan, mujhe yahan chod do,” usne kaha aur counter par jhuk gayi. Maine uski panty neeche ki, uski chut ko chhua—geeli aur garam. “Priya, teri body kitni sexy hai,” maine bola aur apna lund uske andar dala.

“Aah, zor se, bhai!” usne chillaya. Maine uske hips pakde aur tezi se dhakke mare, uske boobs haath mein leke dabaye. “Tu mera hai, Priya,” maine kaha. Usne bola, “Haan, bhai, mujhe aise hi le lo.” Hum 25 minute tak chudai karte rahe, aur uska paani meri wajah se nikla.

Subah Priya ne mujhe bathroom mein bulaya. “Saath nahate hain, Rohan,” usne kaha aur apne kapde utar diye. “Priya, tu thand mein bhi garmi laati hai,” maine bola. Usne hans kar kaha, “Toh thand ko garam kar do, bhai.”

Paani uske nange jism par gir raha tha, aur main dekhta reh gaya. “Kya dekh raha hai?” usne poocha. “Tujhe, jo meri wajah se garam hai,” maine bola.

Maine uski back par haath fera aur bola, “Tu kitni sundar hai.” Usne mera lund pakda aur sehlaya, “Yeh bhi toh sundar hai, bhai.” Usne meri chest par apne boobs ragde aur boli, “Thand mein yeh garmi chahiye na?”

Maine uski thighs ko chhua aur bola, “Yeh toh meri wajah se garam hain.” Humne shower mein 20 minute tak ek doosre ko touch kiya—uske boobs, meri chest—par sex nahi kiya.

Dopahar ko Priya ne mujhe apne room mein lock kiya. Usne ek transparent nighty pehni thi. “Rohan, mujhe massage do,” usne kaha aur bed par let gayi. “Priya, tu poori body se garam hai,” maine bola aur uski thighs par oil lagaya. “Yahan daba do,” usne kaha aur apni chut ki taraf ishara kiya.

Maine uski skin ko sehlaya, uske boobs par haath rakha. “Priya, tu meri jaan hai,” maine bola. Usne mujhe kiss kiya aur boli, “Tu mera sab kuch hai.” Humne 15 minute tak ek doosre ko chheda.

Sham ko Priya ne mujhe apne paas bulaya. “Rohan, thodi si masti ho jaye,” usne kaha aur meri shirt utari. Usne meri chest par apne lips ghumaye aur bola, “Teri garmi mujhe pagal karti hai.”

Maine uski nighty ke neeche haath dala aur uski chut ko chhua. “Yeh toh geeli hai,” maine bola. Usne meri pant mein haath dala aur boli, “Yeh bhi toh tayyar hai, bhai.”

Raat ko Priya ne mujhe shower mein kheech liya. “Yahan mujhe le lo, Rohan,” usne kaha aur deewar ke against khadi ho gayi. Maine uski taang uthayi, uski chut mein apna lund dala. “Ohh, Rohan, kitna mazaa hai,” usne moan kiya.

Maine tezi se dhakke mare, uske boobs ko chuste hue. “Priya, tu meri randi hai,” maine bola. Usne hans kar kaha, “Haan, teri randi hi hun, bhai.” Humne 20 minute tak chudai ki, aur uska paani nikal gaya.

Subah Priya ne mujhe apne saath baahar ghumane le gayi. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi. “Rohan, thand mein mazaa aata hai na?” usne poocha. “Haan, jab tu saath ho toh thand bhi garam lagti hai,” maine bola. Usne mera haath pakda aur boli, “Ghar chalo, thand ka asli mazaa dikhati hun.”

Ghar aate hi usne mujhe diwaan par bithaya aur meri godi mein baith gayi. “Rohan, meri body ko garam karo,” usne kaha aur meri shirt utari. Maine uske boobs dabaye aur bola, “Yeh toh pehle se garam hain.”

Usne mera lund pant ke upar se sehlaya aur boli, “Yeh bhi toh tayyar hai, bhai.” Usne meri neck par bite kiya aur bola, “Tujhe yeh pasand hai na?” Usne apni nighty utari aur meri chest par apne boobs ragde. “Tujhe yeh pasand hai na, Rohan?” usne poocha.

Maine uski kamar pakdi aur uske hips par kiss kiya. “Priya, tu mujhe pagal kar degi,” maine bola. Usne meri pant ke andar haath dala aur mera lund pakda, “Yeh toh mujhe bula raha hai.” Humne 20 minute tak khela.

Sham ko Priya ne mujhe apne room mein bulaya. “Rohan, thodi si baatein karte hain,” usne kaha aur meri baahon mein baith gayi. Usne meri chest par apne nails ghumaye aur boli, “Teri body kitni garam hai.”

Maine uski thighs ko chhua aur bola, “Aur teri yeh garmi kahan se aati hai?” Usne meri pant ke button khole aur boli, “Yeh toh jawab de raha hai, bhai.”

Raat ko Priya ne mujhe sofa par bithaya. “Aaj main tujhe chodungi, Rohan,” usne kaha aur meri godi mein baith gayi. Usne mera lund pakda, apni chut par rakha aur dheere se andar liya. “Aah, kitna bada hai,” usne bola aur uchalne lagi.

Maine uske boobs pakde aur dabaye. “Priya, tu meri jaan hai,” maine kaha. Usne bola, “Rohan, mujhe hamesha aise hi chodna.” Humne 30-minute tak chudai ki aur saath mein jhad gaye. Usne baad mein bola, “Yeh mazaa kabhi nahi bhoolungi.”

Subah Priya ne mujhe apne saath bed par kheech liya. “Rohan, tu mera bhai hai par mera dil tujhe kuch aur kehta hai,” usne kaha. “Priya, dil ki baat dil tak jati hai,” maine bola aur uske lips par kiss kiya.

“Toh dil se dil tak ka safar karte hain,” usne naughty andaaz mein bola. “Haan, par safar thoda garam hoga,” maine jawab diya. Usne meri shirt utari aur meri chest par apne haath ghumaye. “Teri body mujhe pagal karti hai, Rohan,” usne kaha aur meri nipples ko chhua.

Maine uski nighty ke upar se uske boobs dabaye aur bola, “Yeh bhi toh mujhe bula rahe hain.” Usne meri pant ke upar se mera lund sehlaya aur boli, “Yeh toh subah se tayyar hai, bhai.” Humne 15-minute tak ek doosre ko chheda—kissing aur touching.

Dopahar ko Priya ne mujhe apne paas bulaya. “Rohan, thodi si masti ho jaye,” usne kaha aur meri godi mein baith gayi. Usne meri neck par bite kiya aur boli, “Tujhe yeh pasand hai na?”

Maine uski kamar pakdi aur uske pet par kiss kiya. “Priya, tu kitni naughty hai,” maine bola. Usne mera haath apni chut par rakha aur boli, “Yeh teri wajah se geeli hai.” Humne 20 minute tak khela.

Sham ko Priya ne mujhe apne room mein lock kiya. “Rohan, thodi si baatein karte hain,” usne kaha aur meri baahon mein baith gayi. Usne meri chest par apne lips ghumaye aur boli, “Teri garmi mujhe pagal karti hai.”

Maine uski thighs ko chhua aur bola, “Aur teri yeh garmi kahan se aati hai?” Usne meri pant ke andar haath dala aur mera lund pakda, “Yeh toh jawab de raha hai, bhai.” Humne ek doosre ko 15 minute tak tease kiya.

Raat ko Priya mere saath leti aur boli, “Rohan, mujhe apne paas le lo.” Maine uske peeche se uski kamar pakdi, uski chut mein apna lund dala. “Aah, bhai, yeh kitna gehra jata hai,” usne moan kiya.

Maine dheere-dheere dhakke mare, uske boobs dabate hue. “Priya, tu meri zindagi hai,” maine bola. Usne bola, “Rohan, mujhe aise hi pyar karo.” Humne 25 minute tak ek doosre ko pyar kiya aur saath mein climax tak pahunche.

Subah Priya ne mujhe apne saath baahar ghumaya. “Rohan, thand mein tujhse chipakna chahiye,” usne kaha. “Haan, par chipakne se garmi badh jati hai,” maine bola. Usne hans kar kaha, “Toh badhne do, bhai.”

Raat ko Priya ne mujhe apne paas kheech liya. “Rohan, thand mein tujhe chipak kar sona hai,” usne kaha aur meri chest par apna sar rakha. Maine uske baal sehlaye aur bola, “Priya, tu meri thand aur garmi dono hai.”

Usne meri chest par kiss kiya aur boli, “Aur tu mera sab kuch hai.” Humne ek doosre ko 20 minute tak chhua aur pyar kiya.

Us raat Priya ne mujhe bed par bithaya. “Aaj main tujhe ulta pyar karungi,” usne kaha aur meri taraf peeth karke mera lund apni chut mein liya. “Aah, Rohan, yeh kitna mazedaar hai,” usne bola aur uchalne lagi.

Maine uske hips pakde aur bola, “Priya, tu meri jaan hai.” Usne moan karte hue kaha, “Bhai, mujhe aise hi lete raho.” Humne 20 minute tak chudai ki.

Raat ke aakhri palon mein Priya ne mujhe khidki ke paas kheech liya. “Rohan, thand ke saamne mujhe garam karo,” usne kaha aur khidki ke against khadi ho gayi. Maine uski chut mein apna lund dala, tezi se dhakke mare.

“Aah, bhai, yeh kitna wild hai,” usne chillaya. Maine uske boobs dabaye aur bola, “Priya, tu meri hai.” Humne 25 minute tak chudai ki aur saath mein jhad gaye.

Hello people. My name is Salman, aged 28, from the city of Bangalore. To briefly introduce myself, I’m an engineer by profession, currently climbing the corporate ladder quite slowly. Currently, I’ve been married for a year, and life has been on a high since then.

I grew up in a middle-class family, like the majority of people. I gradually realised my dream step by step through hard work and study. I may look like a nerd with my glasses and body, but people say I am attractive, well-built and smart.

I got my first job in Bangalore and moved to a small house there. My parents continue to live in our small town, which is a little way from here. They have told me to settle down in Bangalore and then call them there to live with us.

But this is about my wife. As soon as I joined my first job after completing my studies, my Ammi (mother) pounced on me about marriage. We had bad experiences with about three to four girls. It was because they were either too beautiful for my financial status or too rich to match ours.

So, after about 8-9 months, my parents finally zeroed in on a girl. She had completed her degree and was waiting to join as a teacher in a college. The family was quite religious, and so was the girl. Her name was Ambreen (changed). When I first saw her, she looked average.

However, the family was very nice, religious, and well-to-do. Her dad owned a business that was very successful. They had settled in Bangalore only. Since my job and their hometown were the same, Ammi was eager for the alliance. Her parents were in all praise for her.

They said that she rarely leaves the house, always wears full clothes, and is very religious, etc. The typical stuff. I, too, didn’t think of just the looks, so I nodded my head. The first time I met Ambreen, she was fully covered in clothes, including her head.

I looked at her and thought about all the things. Finally, I agreed because of her family wealth rather than her looks.

During the first night, she was barely speaking while I took time to get accustomed. We didn’t rush with the sex thing. So, finally, after two nights, we did it. Yay! I was myself a virgin.  I was ecstatic about doing that and considered it a great accomplishment.

By the way, her figure was 34C, 32, 36 at the time of her marriage. She had a fair complexion with an average face. You may be wondering some things, but I’ll clarify how she got that later.

We had started talking and became friends over the course of the week. She seemed a nice girl. She was talking well to my parents, relatives, and, of course, to me. I felt she wasn’t that much interested in romantic things. But she was very intelligent in academics and stuff.

So, as a custom, we planned our short honeymoon because I wasn’t getting a big leave. The plan was made for Munnar, a hill station in Kerala, very close to Bangalore.

We booked a normal room. We were supposed to leave by bus overnight to a nearby halt. Then take a car from there to our actual hotel. The journey was normal. She had again covered herself well and was lying on my shoulder throughout the journey. So, until we reached the hotel, nothing much happened.

The hotel was situated in a very romantic location, with chilly weather and cosy, wooden-floored rooms. It was a wonderful place. Let me tell you my wife was wearing a black churidar suit and a hijab covering her body properly. But with those sizes, it was hard not to show her curves.

A guy first came to pick up our luggage. The hotel was not too busy, as it was off-season. Hence, they were waiting for customers, it seemed. The guy seemed to be in his twenties, slim, and probably from Kerala itself. One thing I noticed was that he was eyeing my wife’s curves between his looks.

I wondered what was there to see in such covered clothes. But again and again, he was stealing glances at her face and curves. Ambreen was acting normal and innocent. After completing all the check-ins by himself, he asked us to follow him to show us our room.

It was on the ground floor itself. He was trying to speak to my wife, and she was answering all his questions without hesitation. He asked where we were from, whether we were recently married, etc. It was normal, but I felt a bit uncomfortable the way he was looking at my wife.

Anyways, we settled in and all the stuff, had a romantic sleep cuddling each other in the same dress. Then, when it was evening, my wife opened her luggage. Till then, I had no idea what clothes she had brought. She opened it and took out a t-shirt and track pants. I was a bit surprised.

I thought she never wore anything other than churidar and hijab. But she looked beautiful except that her curves were more prominent. I asked her whether it was the first time she’d worn this, and she nodded yes. She also said that since it was her honeymoon, she decided to take this pair of clothes.

I was not particularly suspicious, and we went out for dinner at the hotel’s restaurant itself. When we reached the end of the corridor, the same guy we had met earlier greeted us and smiled. Again, he was speaking freely with my wife. Since she had changed to a T-shirt, his eyes were popping out.

He gave her more staring looks at her bosom. The surprising thing was that my wife made no effort to cover them. Or, at least, give him a stern look because she had caught him staring. She instead normally took my hand and started walking along with him, speaking and answering his stupid questions.

The restaurant was barely half full, with only 7-8 people, and was quite spacious. The guy himself guided us to the table and buffet and left. I told my wife to be there, and I’ll wash my hands and come. She was standing near the buffet and getting her food.

The atmosphere was cosy and a bit dark. I couldn’t see more than a few metres away. With difficulty, I found the washroom and washed my hands. I was about to join my wife when I received a call. I told her I’d be back in some time, as it was an important call.

As soon as I left, there was a network error, and my call ended within 2-3 minutes. I just walked near the entrance of the restaurant and the scene I saw made my blood boil and my cock tense. My wife, Ambreen, and the guy were giggling while taking food from the counter.

He was freely touching her hands, palms and arms. Both looked around for me. Probably, I was not visible in the darkness. Now the waiter put his hand on her jeans and cupped her butt.

I will continue with the next story, which will build on what happened. Hold your breath till the next part, I’ll write soon.

It was 1 AM already. All five of us were exhausted. Partly because of the travel and followed by some good rabbit fuckery. As we lay naked on the couch, Shubhra (36 YO, 36C-28-36, 5’7”) came up with an idea – “Let’s go nude tonight. None of us would wear any piece of cloth as we sleep.” Everyone agreed.

Pranshi (42, 38C-30-38, 5’5”) added, “let’s all take a shower together before we go to sleep.” Without wasting a second we all headed to the master bedroom, on the first floor, which had the biggest bathroom. This was incidentally the room that I (40 YO, 6 inches, 6’1”) had occupied. Each room was earmarked for one man and ladies were supposed to move around.

The music played in the background as we all showered together, touching, cuddling and hugging each other. After drying ourselves up, I got into the bed – king-sized, white bed sheet, soft pillows and cozy comforter. Pranshi joined me too. Shubhra winked at Pranshi and came along.

The unsaid rule of this fest was that while the rooms were earmarked to men, the ladies got to decide who they wanted to sleep in the night and everyone else aligned.

Clearly, Lokesh (43, 6 inches, 5,10”) and JD (41, 5.5 inches, 5’8”) were not very happy but they both aligned. Plus all of us were too tired anyway and needed good sleep. While I had two ladies by my side, they got the entire king-sized bed for themselves

This is the third part of a many-part series. Reading the previous part is a good idea to get more juice out of this part as I would continue the story where I left. But for the lazy ones, here is a broad context.

It was the Summer of 2025, 3 men and 2 ladies decided to break free from the routine (and mundane) life and have some fun. All five of us traveled to Goa. All married but not to each other. The idea was to have unrestrained fun. All day and night. For 3 nights and 4 days. Five of us – Pranshi, Shubhra, Lokesh, JD, and I- were craving action without having to worry about spouses, kids, phone calls, and work.

I was sandwiched between the two ladies, Pranshi on my right and Shubhra on my left. While my head rested on the pillow, my arms were their pillows. They both hugged me, pressing their boobs gently against my chest and we were soon fast asleep.

When I woke up at 9, neither of the ladies were around. I slid into my shorts and T-shirt and checked into the adjacent room. Lokesh was still asleep. Rushed to the room downstairs and JD was in deep sleep too. I was a bit worried and headed to the room to fetch the phone and then I heard the giggles. Relaxed that the ladies were around and safe, I followed the sound. It was coming from the swimming pool area (the Villa had a small but private swimming pool). What I saw got me an instant hard-on.

Shubhra and Pranshi were in the pool, top-less and smooching each other. Their nipples were rubbing against each other as they kissed passionately. I didn’t know how to react going by the erection, I was surely enjoying what I saw. The ladies were too involved to notice me.

I patiently waited for them and wished them good morning when they first looked at me. Pranshi said, “The morning is surely turning out to be good for us” and winked. Shubhra invited me to join them in the pool. I took off the T-shirt and joined them.

After a bit of playing around with each other and getting naughty in the pool, I asked looking at them, I finally asked them. “I didn’t know that you were into women too”. Shubhra said as a matter of factly, “Pro-tip. Every girl is a bisexual. The extent varies” Winking at me, she got hold of my dick and started massaging it. Pranshi got behind me and took off my shorts too, making me completely nude.

While I generally like to take charge in bed, being dominated by two ladies is fun at times. Shubhra hugged me from the front and Pranshi got hold of me from back. While my dick poked Subhra’s pussy (with panties on), Pranshi stroked my dick and grabbed my ass, digging her nails in my buttcheeks.

Those who have tried would know penetrating while you are still in the water is hard. Hence I lifted Pranshi and made her sit on the edge of the pull. The next second took off her panties and threw them on the lawn. I spread her legs wide and started chewing her clitoris, biting pussy lips and darting my tongue inside it. Shubhra, still in the water, got behind me. To win the attention war, she slid her middle finger into my asshole. I was shocked and turned my attention to her. Chasing her in the water, I went deep inside the water, touching the floor of the swimming pool and took off her panties. It was not nicely placed near Pranshi’s.

Pranshi, being the more mature one, realized that this would lead to a catfight and we would miss out on fun. She jumped into the pool with both panties in her hand. She said, “Akshay, close your eyes. Smell both these panties smeared with juices and pick one. The lady whose panties you choose would get fucked by the remaining two of us”

All three of us were aligned and I felt relieved. FFM, however much everyone likes, comes with a huge performance pressure. Turned out I picked Pransh’s panties and she was now going to be fucked by both me and Shubhra. It was time to take the charge again.

In a commanding voice, I asked Pranshi to lie on the sunlounger firmly placed next to the pool. She lay down facing the sky, I got hold of her legs, standing at the edge of the sun lounger as Shubhra sat right in front of her face. Pranshi started licking Shubhra’s pussy. While I couldn’t see it as I was facing Shubhra’s back, the distinct sound of slurps drove me nuts. I spread Pranshi’s legs as wide as I could and firmly placed my dick in front of her pussy, with my knees resting on the lounger.

I got inside Pranshi, her legs were encircling my back and I got hold of Shubhra’s boobs. Pranshi ate her pussy while I rammed Pranshi’s pussy firmly gripping Shubhra’s boobs. The otherwise silent pool area was now filled with erotic moans of two hotties. With each stroke, the moans got louder and my grips on Shubhra’s boobs firmer. The ramming of pussy continued for a few minutes and Pranshi came with a loud noise. Shubhra, thanks to her maiden experience of a lady licking her, had come a few times already.

While I was yet to come, I needed a break for a bit. But Shubhra had different plans. As I lay down on the adjacent sun lounger with my eyes closed, she sat on my dick, which slid effortlessly in her pussy. She was in the reverse cowgirl position and invited Pranshi to sit in front of me. They both started kissing each other passionately as Shubhra rode me. First gently and then mercilessly. As they both smooched, Pranshi started pressing my balls while Shubhra continued to ride me like a tigress.

The pressure inside me was building and I exploded inside Shubhra’s pussy without any warning. Some of the semen smeared Shubhra’s pussy. Pranshi, winking at me, licked it as she continued to press my balls extracting the last drop of it. My morning was made too.

All three of us, naked, then jumped into the pool. Lokesh and JD came along too. While we were all naked in the pool, the fact that Pranshi and Shubhra were into each other was hidden from Lokesh and JD. They were going to discover it soon!

Stay tuned for subsequent parts. Have feedback? Hit me on Telegram at AksKhanna.

Hello, Everyone; this is Anu Shain, 30 years old (34D and 5’6 tall) from a Marathi and Telugu background, living abroad for a decade now. I want to share another story with ISS readers.

This story happened a couple of days after my previous story, Echoes of Anu – Part 4 (Giving Grace); this story happened in the year 2012. One day, while I was struggling with a long-distance relationship with Arjun and a growing crush on Vishnu, I sought a new kink from Geet, our maid. I discovered my dad’s sexual desires and Geet’s tongue talent. Her help brought unexpected lust and taught me new kinks.

Continued..!

The laptop hummed softly, its glow casting a faint light across the plush couch. My books were scattered like breadcrumbs of effort, a desperate attempt to complete my assignment. I paused, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, and glanced at my phone for what felt like the millionth time. No reply from Arjun.

“Of course,” I muttered, tossing the phone aside. The urge to procrastinate won again. I opened Facebook in another tab, typing Vishnu; his smiling face from the workshop he attended last weekend stared back at me. Confident. Carefree. Everything I wasn’t.

The soft murmur of voices drifted in from my dad’s office, pulling my attention from the screen. Geet’s calm, soothing tone was unmistakable. I imagined her jerking dad’s dick; my dad, always on edge with business, probably looked less tense after Geet’s sessions.

I shook the thought away. Their sex didn’t matter right now. I adjusted my laptop and returned to my assignment. The clock was ticking, and I had barely made a dent. My professor would shred me alive if I didn’t finish this case study.

My fingers danced across the keyboard, but my focus wavered. Why did Arjun ignore me like I wasn’t even worth his time? Am I not good enough for him? The cursor blinked, mocking me as I stared blankly at my half-written paragraph. Clarity. That’s what I needed; not just in this assignment but in everything.

My relationship with Arjun felt like a puzzle with missing pieces, scattered and unsolvable. I sighed, sinking deeper into the couch and squeezing my boobs firmly. Long-distance wasn’t supposed to feel this…lonely. I didn’t even know how to ask anymore.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Geet walk past from Dad’s office, her quiet presence steady as ever, arranging her dress and hair. She’d always had a way of easing from my dad’s office; Maybe she could help me with my loneliness. But would it be too weird to ask her directly?

I heard the sound of my dad’s car pulling out of the driveway, his usual hurried departure to the factory. Another day, another deal.

With a sigh, I shut my laptop and trudged to my room, feeling the weight of questions I couldn’t answer. I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling momentarily before yelling, “Geet! Can you come here for a second?”

Footsteps approached, soft and measured. She appeared at the doorway, her simple dupatta neat and her hands lightly dusted with flour from the kitchen.

Geet: “What is it, Anu didi? Do you need something?”

I hesitated, sitting up. “Yeah… actually, I wanted to talk.”
She stepped in, her expression curious but patient. Geet sat at the edge of the bed, folding her hands in her lap. I shifted, tucking my legs under me, trying to sound casual.

Me: “How’s Dad’s sexual desires these days?” I asked, glancing at her. Geet froze, her eyes widening just a fraction before she caught herself.

Geet: “Why are you asking me? How can I know? He’s fine… just normal, as always.”

I noticed the hesitation in her tone, the slight flicker of something in her gaze. It wasn’t like her to be so guarded.
“Really?” I pressed, tilting my head. “He’s always asking you to come to his office when my mom is not around. Doesn’t he ever slow down at the dinner table, I noticed he grabbed your ass at last night’s dinner?”

Geet looked down, her fingers fidgeting. “He’s desire… a lot. More than you think, Anu didi.” Geet’s fingers traced the edge of her dupatta, her voice soft but steady.

Geet: “Your dad… he’s a nice man, but even nice men have limits. When I first came here, he seemed… lonely. Not just physically, but in his mind.”

I furrowed my brows, leaning closer. “Limits? What do you mean?” Geet gave a small smile.

Geet: “One day, he told me about his sexual desires. He said he couldn’t let it show, not to his wife, because she doesn’t like doing it. He has a reputation to keep and can’t bring another woman to this house. He asked me to help… with my hands, lips and tongue.”

I blinked, unsure of where this was going.

Geet: “I learned a few things in my village before I got married. He acknowledged my body and said I should use it on him once in a while. Since then, it’s helped him… more than he admits.”

I shifted on the bed, my mind racing. My dad’s vulnerability was horny enough for me to touch myself, but now a strange curiosity stirred within me. I sat straighter, fidgeting with the edge of my sleeve.

“Geet…” I started hesitantly, avoiding her gaze. “Can you… Show me what you do to him?” Geet’s eyes widened in surprise.

Geet: “Anu didi, I… I don’t know if that’s possible because you are not a Man.”

I gave a nervous laugh, trying to sound casual. “It’s not like I’m asking for much. I just want to understand… You know, what helps him so much.” Geet hesitated, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Geet: “But I’ve never done it for any woman. It’s… a little naughty stuff, you may not like it.”

I smiled softly, trying to put her at ease. “Then you can try on me. I can’t fuck you right?. Besides, I could use some tension relief too.” Geet looked at me, her expression caught between surprise and uncertainty, but slowly, she nodded, a little smile on her face.

Geet left the room, muttering something about the stove and curry. I sat there, a mix of nerves and curiosity bubbling inside my pants. Was this crossing a line? Maybe. But it was too late to back out now.

I undressed, naked comfortable, pulling my hair into a messy bun. As I lay on the bed, I decided this wasn’t just about my sexual pleasure; I needed to know how to satisfy my partner in bed with the most passion.

When Geet returned, she locked the door, and the room filled with the faint scent of jasmine flowers. She glanced at me with a soft smile; she removed her dupatta; her neckline was too deep, and her areola was visible.

Geet: “Relax, Anu didi. Just close your eyes.”

I nodded, lying back against the pillow, though my mind was far from relaxed. My nipples were already erect, not from nerves, but from anticipation. What could Geet possibly teach me at this moment?

Geet’s gentle touch broke through my thoughts as she placed her hands on my neck and slowly moved on my boobs. Her hands moved expertly, kneading the tension from my naked boobs. Her touch was firm yet soothing, and I could feel my nipples beginning to harden.

Me: “Geet,” I started, my voice tentative, “Can I ask you something?”

Geet: “Of course, Anu didi. What’s on your mind?”

I hesitated, her hands now working under my boobs in smooth, deliberate strokes. “You’ve been married, right? How do you handle… distance? Like, when your husband’s not around? How do you control your sexual desires?”

Geet’s movements slowed for a moment, then resumed with the same care.

Geet: “It’s not easy, Anu didi. My husband works abroad. Sometimes I don’t see him for months. At first, it felt unbearable; I couldn’t sleep, and I used to finger myself; I have tried bananas, carrots, and cucumber, too.”

I glanced at her, curious. “How do you manage that? Doesn’t it… Feel hurt?”

Geet smiled faintly, her fingers pressing gently into the muscles along my side hips.

Geet: “It does. But I remind myself why we’re in part; for a better life. And we made time for sex when he came here for a week every three to four months, even if it was short. Fuck is everything we do in that week.

Her words settled over me as her hands moved to my belly button, applying pressure to ease the tightness there.

Me: “I guess kinks are the hard part,” I murmured, thinking of Arjun. “What if you feel like… It’s slipping away, and you need to try new kinky?”

Geet paused, her voice soft. “Then you have to ask yourself, Anu didi, are you holding on because it’s horny, or because you’re afraid to let go?”

Geet’s hands pressed on my shaved pussy, her thumbs working in slow, circular motions. The pressure was firm but never painful, and I could feel the tension melting away with each pass in my pussy.

“Geet,” I said softly, my head resting to one side, “has my dad ever… made you feel uncomfortable? You know, with his sexual desires?”

Her hands paused for a beat, then moved to my inner thighs, kneading carefully along the edges of my legs.

Geet: “Never, Anu didi. Your dad is a good man. He’s always respectful.”

I turned my head slightly to glance at her. “You’re sure? I mean, it’s a bit unusual, isn’t it?”

Geet’s face softened as she kissed her legs along my thighs, gliding downward in firm, deliberate strokes.

Geet: “I understand why you might think that. But to me, he’s been like a secret boyfriend I never had. I got married when I was very young. Your dad… he fills that void in a way.”

She began focusing on my pussy lips, her fingers tracing my inner walls of pussy with precision, easing away the stiffness from holding too long.

Geet: “He listens to me, respects my body, and even encourages me. That kind of naughtiness… It’s rare, Anu didi”

Geet moved to my pussy, her thumbs pressing gently on my clit hood before gliding outward to the edges. Her fingers found the delicate web spaces between my pussy lips, working with such precision that it sent a wave of relief up my pussy.

“Geet,” I murmured, watching her as she worked, “how do you feel about… You know, helping me like this? Does it ever feel like… too much?” She smiled softly, her fingers now applying gentle pressure on my clit.

Geet: “Not at all, Anu didi, it gives me pleasure to see you at ease.”

Her words carried a sincerity that struck me. She pressed into my pussy, her thumbs moving in slow, deliberate circles.

Me: “I might reach orgasm if you keep doing it, how about you do other things my dad wants you to do?”

Geet: “Are you sure, Anu didi? What I do for your dad is more nought; it’s different.”

I nodded firmly, sitting up straighter. “I’m sure, Geet. I think I need it. And I trust you.”

She hesitated for a moment, then gave a small smile and gestured for me to turn toward the bed.

Geet: “Alright, sleep freely. Keep your butt relaxed.”

I followed her instructions, feeling an odd mix of anticipation and vulnerability. My boobs crushing in between the bed and me, my wet pussy already left some stains on the bedsheet; Geet sat behind me, placing her hands lightly on my ass cheeks.

Geet: “This will release tension from your pussy. Take deep breaths, and tell me if it feels too much.”

She spread my butt cheeks and Her fingers began to apply gentle but firm pressure at my asshole, moving in slow, deliberate circles. Each touch felt purposeful like she was unlocking something deeper within me.

I closed my eyes and bit my lips, letting out a soft breath. “This is… different,” I whispered.

Geet kissed my butt, and her tongue worked steadily, kissing and licking my butt cheeks and moving outward my asshole in gentle, rhythmic circles. The sensation was unfamiliar but oddly soothing. “How does it feel, Anu didi?” she asked softly, her tone reassuring.

I hesitated, unsure of how to describe it. “It’s… different,” I murmured. “But kinky. I think.”

She chuckled, her tongue gliding to my asshole, applying just enough pressure to ease the tension I didn’t even realize was there. “It’s normal to feel that way the first time I think, I just let my mind rest.”

Her movements were precise, working down to the base of my butt crack, her thumbs pressing into my dripped-wet pussy that made me exhale deeply. I couldn’t deny the relief washing over me, though a part of me felt strange, maybe vulnerable, maybe guilty for asking her to do this.

Geet’s fingers pressed into the sides of my pussy opening, her tongue firm yet gentle as she worked in slow, deliberate motions on my asshole. I found myself gripping my boobs tightly with my hands, a strange wave of lust swirling inside me.

The fluids seeped through my ass and dripped down to my pussy, a cool sensation running down to my pussy opening. I winced slightly as a drop trickled onto my inner thighs, but the relief that followed was undeniable.

Geet: “Relax, Anu didi,” Geet murmured, her voice soft and steady.

“I’m trying,” I whispered, though my mind was anything but calm. My boobs felt heavy with conflicting lust, horny, vulnerability, and even guilt for leaning on Geet like this.

As her tongue moved inside my asshole, she started to fuck me in my ass with her soft tongue, while rubbing my pussy with her thumb. I exhaled deeply, feeling a strange lightness of orgasm that I hadn’t experienced in weeks. “This feels… strange,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

As Geet’s tongue lifted from my asshole, I felt an odd weightlessness, as though something heavy had been taken from both my pussy and my ass.

Geet: “How do you feel, Anu didi?” Geet asked, her voice warm and kind.

I touched my pussy, slick with my squirt, and smiled faintly. “Lighter… clearer. Thank you, Geet. Really.”

I stood, heading to the bathroom for a quick orgasm. When I returned, Geet was tidying the bed, her expression content. I walked up to her, wrapping her in a spontaneous hug.

“Thank you for everything,” I whispered. Geet looked surprised but smiled, patting my back gently. “It’s my pleasure, Anu didi, That’s what I’m here for.”

I reached for my purse, pulling out a bundle of cash. “This is for you,” I said, handing it to her. “Not just for today but for… everything. For helping me see my kinks”

Geet hesitated, her eyes wide, but eventually, she took it with a grateful nod. “You’re too kind, Anu didi. I’m glad I could help.”

As I watched her leave the room, I realized I’d returned to my bed slept naked, but with a lighter heart and a clearer mind about the kinks ahead.

To be continued…

My name is Rehan and this story is between me and my mom Shabnam. We are from Lucknow and my father is a railway employee.

It all started when I went to Delhi for my graduation in 2014. I was studying hard to give my family a good life. I was in touch with my mom regularly and used to call her daily. She was like, “How are you, my son? Is everything okay? Hope you are taking care of yourself.” And I was like, “Yes mom, no need to worry about me.”

During my holidays, I visited my home and mom was cooking my my favorite food. Days passed and I graduated my first year with first division and my family was very happy. Then suddenly one day I fell ill and my parents came to meet me. The doctor said since I was eating outside food and that was why I was falling sick. I needed to eat healthy and homely food.

So my mom decided to stay with me and my father’s food would be taken care by my sister. Mom started staying with me and my father went to Lucknow and I was getting homely food cooked by mom. During weekends, I told my mom, “I will show you Delhi and we will go to famous places.”

We started exploring and everywhere we went, mom used to see couples hanging around. One day, mom was like, “Do you also have a gf?”

Me: No mom, I don’t have a gf.

The next day she asked me, “Everyone is hanging around with their girlfriends and you are single. Don’t you feel you should also have a gf so that you can go to movies and places?”

Me: No mom, when you are here, why should I need it. I can visit those places with you now and we will have fun.”

She started laughing and said, “Yes.”

During the next weekend, we went to watch a movie and the next couple who sat around us was having intimacy. Mom was like, “What is going on?” I was like, “It’s normal here, mom.”

After watching the movie while returning, mom said, “People here like to have fun, but your dad likes to work, come home, and sleep. I never thought I would have some time off as I was old but thanks to you for showing me the places around and how things have changed.”

Me: Mom, you are not old, you are young and beautiful and I love you.

Mom: I love you too.

We reached home and changed our clothes. We started chatting and she told me life was so boring there in Lucknow and here she was having the best days of her life.

Me: Mom, you can stay with me with all the freedom and have fun as much as you can without the fear of Dad and our family. You can have whatever you want.

Mom: Oh son, I love you so much. You are the one who understood my life beyond the kitchen.

Me: Mom, I love you so much and I want to see you happy and enjoy your life.

Then I planted a kiss on mom’s lips and went to my bedroom.

The next day when I returned home, mom told me, “Son, I have decided that I will stay with you and won’t go to Lucknow anymore.”

Me: Yes, mom, I also want you to be with me, not with my dad

Then I hugged and told her, “We can have our life here with full of fun and nobody will get to know anything between us. I will take care of everything, mom.

We hugged and kissed like lovers and told her, “Mom, today I will take you to a dinner date and you can wear whatever you want to.”

We went on a date and then inside a club and danced like anything. After reaching home, I closed the main door and covered the window with curtains.

Me: Mom, from today you will be mine and only mine

Mom: Yes son, take away your mom from your dad and I will be for you forever.

We went to the bedroom and switched on the light. Mom was lying on the bed.

Mom: Son, please take your mom’s pussy like it belongs to you.

Me: Yes mom, your pussy is mine.

I started kissing her forehead and neck.

Mom: Ohhh son, my lover, your dad has never touched me like this for many years.

Me (while unhooking her blouse): Mom, just see what your son can do.

Mom: Yes son, suck your mom’s boobs like you used to suck in your childhood.

I started sucking her like anything.

Me: Mom, your milk feels the same as it was used it.

Mom: Oh son, drink your mom’s milk and then fuck your mom as hard as possible.

Me: yes, mom.

Then I removed her saree and untangled her petticoat. Her pussy was leaking like a river.

Mom: Son, can’t hold anymore. Please put your dick inside the pussy from where you came.

I started sucking her pussy like mad dog and slowly inserted my dick inside her. What a heavenly feeling!

Mom: Son, you feel so good and bigger than your dad. Take your mother’s pussy and fuck my cunt.

I started fucking mom hard and harder.

Mom: Ahhhhhhhhhh… wiiiiiiiii… ahhhhhhh… fuck it, fuck hard, fuck deep inside your mom’s horny pussy.

Me: Yes, mom.

I grabbed her boobs with both hands and was fucking her vigorously.

Mom: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh wiiiiiuiii ahahahahahahaahahahah ahhhhhh…How are u feeling fucking your own mother’s pussy?

Me: Lucky, mom.

Hearing her voice, I exploded in mom’s pussy like anything.

Mom: Your cum is so warm and delicious. Thank you son for cumming inside your mom.

Me: Yes mom, my cum belongs to you.

And we slept naked after fucking.

The next day mom woke me up for tea and I was like, “Mom how are you?” and she was like happy and satisfied.

The next part will be coming in the next story. Thank you.