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INVITATION FOR PARTY:- 1

The invitation arrived on Tuesday. At first Rakhi did not pay any attention, thinking it was another credit card offer. But just as the attractive young housewife was about to throw the envelope in the trash, something about it caught her attention -- there was no stamp. The expensive black envelope also had no return address; it simply was a glossy black envelope with an embossed gold label reading: 'Shri & Smt. Shekhar Gupta. . .Confidential'. Now curious, Rakhi carefully opened the thick flap and removed the heavy gold- embossed card. She turned it over looking for any signs of familiarity or recognition about the sender before she slowly read the cursive message:
'You have been recommended by a close, but anonymous, personal acquaintance to receive this invitation to attend a very exclusive private party. The occasion cannot be discussed at this time . . .except to assure you that any concern or reservation you may have about the legitimacy of this greeting is unwarranted. This is no gimmick or advertisement. Similarly, any and all expectations you might have about the evening will surely be exceeded. In many respects, this invitation represents the most intimate of opportunities for you as husband and wife. The party will be held the First Day of May at 8:00 p.m. sharp. Dress is semiformal. Due to the exclusive nature of this invitation, your immediate attention is critical. Please RSVP to the phone number below at your earliest
convenience. You will be given additional details at that time. I look forward to the pleasure of your company. Regards, Your Host' How mysterious, Rakhi thought. She turned the card over again a few times trying to find any clues about its origin, but there was nothing. Finally she sighed and put the invitation aside with the intention of discussing it with her husband when he arrived home from work. Bhushan and Rakhi Gupta enjoyed a typical, upper middle-class lifestyle in the suburbs. Both in their thirties, the couple was attractive and outgoing. Rakhi enjoyed her role as full-time homemaker and mother of two beautiful daughters. Bhushan's career as an investment advisor was just starting to take off. And while the family was not wealthy yet, they were certainly very comfortable in their handsome, upscale home in a quiet neighborhood with many families of similar background. The Guptas were friendly and fairly social; but since the girls came along, Bhushan and Rakhi remained at home with their kids more often than not -- only occasionally going out with a small circle of friends. . .or a rare husband and wife date. In fact, life had settled into a sort of vanilla-flavored routine without much variation. It's not something that Rakhi or Bhushan really noticed or even minded. But, every once-in-a-while, both entertained secret fleeting thoughts that perhaps it would be nice to spice things up a little. Even in the bedroom the relationship was normal and satisfactory for the married couple. They made love regularly -- usually on the weekends -- and they both shared devotion and affection for each other. There had never been any major problems or obstacles in the marriage, so there had never been any reason for either to consider infidelity. Still, if you were to ask Bhushan and Rakhi to be honest and direct, both would admit that something was missing in their lives -- something that neither of them could really identify or explain. "I have no clue what this is about," Bhushan said as he looked over the invitation that evening. "Probably some sales or real estate trap. . .or maybe one of those Amway things. But, no postmark or return address, huh? That's strange." "I know. . ." Rakhi agreed. "It was in the mailbox with the other mail, though. You think somebody hand-delivered it?"
"Probably. . .I dunno. What do you think? Guess it wouldn't hurt to at least call and find out what the deal is. I'd like to find out who sent it."
Rakhi had been thinking about the card on and off all day. The possibility that the invitation was legitimate had certainly crossed her mind; and, quite honestly, the idea was exciting. It had been ages since they'd attended a real party. An elegant, "exclusive" gathering they could dress up for might be just what the doctor ordered. "Sure, might as well see what it's about. . ." she finally said.
Bhushan dialed the number and a deep male voice immediately answered, "Yes. . .?"
"This is Bhushan Gupta . . .I received an invitation in my mailbox for a party, and. . ."
"Yes, of course Gupta ji," the voice cut him off. "Thank you for your quick response. We sincerely hope you and your wife do not have any conflicts that evening. May I confirm your attendance?"
"Hold up!" Bhushan shot back, slightly annoyed. "I have a few questions. What is all this about? Who are you and how did you get my name? You should know up front that we are not interested in any sales pitches or time-share opportunities . . ."
"I assure you, Gupta ji, that the festivities have absolutely nothing to do with sales or marketing. In fact, nothing will be required of you other than your presence. The pleasure of your company is all that is expected. This is a very exclusive party that you and your wife have been specifically recommended for and invited to attend. You should feel privileged. I'm confident you will thoroughly enjoy the evening."
"Who are you and who recommended us?" "I'm afraid that information is confidential, to protect the valued privacy of our guests. I can only say that it is someone you trust."
"I don't like surprises . . ." Bhushan said sharply. "This all sounds a little strange."
"I understand your anxiety, Gupta ji. Please understand that you have nothing to be concerned about. This will be a most enjoyable evening for both or you. . .perhaps the most unique and entertaining experience you will ever have. Now, may I confirm your reservation?"
"Hang on a sec. . ." Bhushan placed his hand over the mouthpiece and looked over at his wife who had been listening carefully to his side of the conversation. "He says it's all legit and that we'll have a great time. But he won't say who he is or why we were picked to go. I dunno. . .what do you think?" "Sounds kind of scary . . .but also sort of intriguing, you know? I guess we could always leave if it's bogus," Rakhi said thoughtfully. "What do we have to lose?" Bhushan considered it for a moment, then uncovered the phone. "Yeah, OK, we'll RSVP. But this better not be a put on. When is it again?" " First May at 8 p.m. And may I congratulate you both on your decision. Drinks and dinner will be served, followed by entertainment. Please be prompt. As the invitation suggests, the dress is semiformal. Do you have something to take down the location?"
"Ya wait. OK, tell me." "The address is 15 A, B. Mehta Road . Are you familiar with the area?" Bhushan immediately recognized a very affluent section of their community. He did have several acquaintances and clients who lived there. "All right, I know where that is." "Good. When you arrive, you will be asked for a password. This is simply to insure privacy and to prevent admittance to any uninvited guests. The password is 'Maharaja'. Please do not share the information -- the password or the address -- with anyone. Is this
completely understood and agreeable to you?" "Yes. . .I think so," Bhushan answered -- a million thoughts rushing in his head. He was still suspicious.
"Fine," said the voice. "You will be pleased you attended. You and your wife will have a wonderful experience. Again, we look forward to the pleasure of your company. Good evening." The line went dead.
Bhushan and Rakhi discussed the strange events for a long time. Bhushan was still fairly convinced that the whole thing was some kind of scam. While Rakhi shared her husband's hesitancy, she also allowed herself to privately think about the excitement of a lavish night out. It sounded fun and exotic, and she was already making plans to shop for a new outfit. Everyday life took over and the couple all but forgot about the party. Rakhi did manage to schedule a babysitter and slip out one day to buy a slinky cocktail dress and a few accessories. When the day finally arrived, the young housewife splurged on a full make over at an upscale spa and salon. She emerged feeling refreshed and pretty – her hair and makeup were styled to perfection and she felt exhilarated about the evening to come. Bhushan had been doing some half-hearted investigation about the party, trying to discover anything about who had sent the invitation or which of their friends had recommended them. But he was drawing a blank; nobody knew about it, and finally he resigned himself to the fact that he would just have to find out what was going on when he got there. Later that evening, Rakhi stood in front of a full-length mirror getting ready. She had picked up some new under things at Victoria's Secret -- a black satin thong-panty and bra set -- which she admired on her well curved body. Rakhi was indeed a beauty: 5'4" with jet black hair, cut to shoulder , with soft curls turned under at the ends to frame her pretty face. Tonight her hair was swept up behind her ears to her favorite antique comb clip, then cascading down in a fall past her slender neck to her shoulders. Her eyes were smouldering black and fiery. At 34, Rakhi kept herself in fantastic shape with lots of exercise and a sensible diet. She had fresh, soft features that made her face look much younger than her years -- almost girlish; yet her figure was alluring and womanly with high, firm breasts that strained against the encasement of the shiny bra. Her stomach was flat and tight, and her naturally olive skin glowed with an almost perpetual tan. Bhushan came into the bedroom from the shower and couldn't help feeling like a lucky man. He lustfully admired his wife's gorgeous features as she dressed -- gazing at the twin globes of her taut, round bottom just as she wore black saree well below naval, tight over her hips, matching blouse, low cut , small to reveal enough. The dress was tastefully and showed off her vital assets. She removed hair and made legs smooth. She looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled seductively. "You like?"
"oh… killing machine ?"
"Sir. . .flattery will get you everywhere!" she laughed
After giving the ayah some final instructions, Bhushan and Rakhi headed out to find the address. Soon they were winding through the city's most exclusive area. The gates and walls got higher and the impressive homes got bigger the farther they travelled up. Finally they found address. The sun was setting as they turned through a magnificent iron gate onto a long paved driveway. Slowly they passed the immense grounds with giant trees, big lawns, and almost every kind of flowers, hedges, and shrubbery imaginable. At the end of the driveway was a truly astonishing house that almost looked like a hotel. The architecture was superb. Outdoor spotlights were already casting a soft glow to the giant structure, and a monstrous chandelier hung inside a mammoth archway that served as the
entrance. A large fountain was positioned directly in front of the house, and there was a circular gravel drive around the fountain forming the parking area. Several expensive cars were already positioned there and a uniformed parking valet waited for Bhushan and Rakhi to stop in front of him. "I've seen better ..." Bhushan joked, but the couple couldn't help being impressed by the residence. After giving the keys to the courteous attendamaniat, Bhushan and his wife made their way up the long walkway to the gigantic front door. Before they could knock, the door swung open and a handsome young man wearing what looked to like a butler's uniform greeted them with a pleasant smile. "Good evening, Shri and Smt.'G', may I have the password please?" Rakhi and Bhushan were shocked that this stranger seemed to know them. . .at least by their initial. Bhushan stared straight into the man's deep blue eyes as if to size him up for a moment. "Maharaja," he
finally said firmly. "Very good. . .thank you. Please follow me." The man led them into the house and down a long, dimly lit corridor. The Guptas followed close behind -- gazing at the many fine and expensive furnishings and décor of the mansion. At last they came to a large room that was obviously the library. Each of the walls were stacked from the floor to the high ceiling with a myriad of books neatly arranged in tall shelves. Spread
throughout the center of the room were groupings of overstuffed leather chairs and couches for lounging and reading. It was quite a comfortable and inviting room. Several couples were already mingling and chatting softly. A small staff of waiters served cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. Bhushan immediately scanned the gathering to see if he recognized anyone. All of the guests looked very similar in age; they all seemed to be in
their mid-thirties, married, attractive, and well-off. There were three or four couples. . .then Bhushan suddenly spotted someone he knew; it was Damania -- a stockbroker friend he often played tennis with. Damania saw him too and waved with a smile. But before Bhushan and Rakhi could move over to their friend, the butler was in front of them again holding two jewelry boxes. "A gift from your host. Please put these on and wear them throughout the evening. It is like an identification badge. One of the house rules asks guests not to refer to each other by their given names, but instead to use only initials. . .for privacy. I trust you will respect this simple request." Again something strange and mysterious. Bhushan and Rakhi glanced at each other questioningly as they opened the boxes. Inside were golden medallions engraved with the initials of their first names: 'B'. The finely-crafted disks were attached to satin ribbons to hang around the neck. Bhushan's ribbon was purple and Rakhi's was pink. They put on and made their way toward Damania, or 'D' as his medallion identified him. "Welcome, welcome!" he exclaimed, smiling broadly. "I'm so glad you could make it. I've been looking forward to this for a long time." D gave both of them a warm hug. "You remember my wife, 'M'. . ."
The couples exchanged greetings and hugs. "What's this all about?"
Bhushan finally asked. "Who's house is this?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you, buddy. . ." D said, "But you and your wife are in for one fantastic great time tonight. You don't have any idea how hard it is to even be considered for one of these things. I had to pull some serious strings."
"Thanks, I guess. But damn. . .I have so many questions. Who are these people? Bhushan asked, still confused. "And why is everybody so protective of their privacy? I mean, this only using people's initials thing is a little bizarre."

"Trust me," D chuckled. "All your questions will be answered soon. In the meantime, just relax and enjoy yourselves. Get to know the other guests. Amazing place, huh? You have to admit this is probably not what you were expecting."
"We didn't know what to expect. . ." Rakhi piped up. "But I certainly agree with you. This place is amazing."
"You haven't seen anything yet! Enjoy yourselves. . .we'll keep an eye out for you." D grinned and his wife winked at Bhushan as the couple moved off to visit with some of the other guests.
Bhushan watched them go, secretly enjoying the way Damania's wife looked in her shiny gold dress. Truth be known, Bhushan had always considered Manisha to be a "looker"; she was taller than Rakhi, probably 5-7, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to be teasing him whenever they spoke. M had a fantastic figure with big, full breasts and a shapely ass that undulated seductively in her tight gown as she moved away. Bhushan watched her go until Rakhi noticed where he was gazing and punched him playfully on the shoulder.
There were only two other couples in the room. Soon Bhushan and Rakhi met and visited briefly with both. 'S' was a big, ruggedly- handsome man who looked like a former football player. Rock- solid from head to toe, he shook Bhushan's hand firmly then surprised Rakhi by taking her small hand in his huge paw and kissing it lightly. His hazel eyes stared deep into hers as he smiled warmly. Rakhi liked his friendly, relaxed manner instantly and couldn't help fixing her gaze on him as he introduced his wife, 'T', a lovely, tall redhead. Bhushan and T chatted for a few minutes, while S turned his attention back to Rakhi.
"So, this is your first time here, huh? I'm so glad you came," S said smoothly; everything about him seemed to smile at Rakhi. She liked the way the soft tan-lines around his eyes wrinkled slightly when he laughed. There was a slight touch of grey at the sides of his full head of sandy-colored hair, but it just made him look that much more distinguished and attractive, Rakhi thought. He really was a good looking man.
"Yes, we are still kind of trying to figure out how we got here," she answered. "It's all kind of mysterious, isn't it? Do you know the hosts?"
S laughed with delight. "I'm not sure any of us really know each other very well. We've been to one or two of these parties, but, like you said. . .it's all rather mysterious. That's what makes it all so exciting. Don't you agree?"
"I suppose, yes, I guess it is kind of exciting. I'm looking forward to finding out what else will happen," Rakhi admitted. "So am I. . ." said S softly, gazing at her again in a way that almost made her knees weak.

The other couple was 'J' and 'V', a black husband and wife. Like the others at the party they looked like they were in their thirties and very attractive -- almost exotic looking. Bhushan and Rakhi soon discovered that it was this couple's first time here too -- and they were as mystified as the Guptas. J, the husband, was also very solidly built and fairly tall -- perhaps 6'5". Bhushan thought he must be a former athlete as well. J's wife, V, was voluptuous in every sense of the word. She wore a beautiful multi-colored dress made from a gauzy material that almost looked like scarves tied together; it accentuated her generous curves extremely well, and she caught the eye of every man in the room as she moved gracefully about.

After about 30 minutes -- when the couples had a chance to introduce themselves and sample some of the excellent champagne and appetizers -- a man Rakhi and Bhushan had not seen before stepped quietly into the library. He was large, muscular, completely bald, and he was wearing a uniform similar to the butler who had met them at the door. The man moved to the middle of the small group and rang a little bell to get their attention.
"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of your host, may I offer you warmest greetings and appreciation for attending the party. My name is Shrikant. I have been asked to represent the owner of the estate who sends his deepest regret that he is not able to join you personally tonight. But I have been instructed to extend to you, his dear guests, every courtesy and to provide for your every need while you are with us. Some of you are here for the first time. To you in particular we extend our warmest greetings and sincere wish that you will enjoy a most memorable evening.
In a few moments dinner will be served in the dining room next door. Afterwards, some very special entertainment has been arranged for you in the Hall. Prior to that, however, I will have some additional information and instructions to share with you. As you enjoy dinner, please remember to respect the request to use only the initials on your medallions as you visit with and refer to one another. Thank you for your cooperation. And now, ladies and gentlemen, dinner is served. . . They were ushered into a spacious and well decorated dining room where the large table was already set with the first course of a feast that included a vast array of delicious and incredible dishes served by an attentive and courteous staff. The group was seated by their initials at reserved places that separated spouses from each other in order to allow the couples to mix more freely and continue to become acquainted. Rakhi and Bhushan were almost at opposite ends of the massive table, but they caught each other's eye occasionally and silently acknowledged that the food and the company were completely enjoyable. Rakhi was secretly thrilled that she had been seated next to 'S'; the handsome broad-shouldered man chatted and laughed with her throughout the meal -- making her feel almost as giddy as a schoolgirl. As they were finishing a delicious dessert, Shrikant appeared at the head of the table and rang his bell again. "I trust that you have enjoyed your meal. Has everything been satisfactory?" Everyone around the table glanced at each other smiling and nodding with approval; the meal was indeed excellent.
"Fine. . ." Kulkarni continued, "Now, as I mentioned earlier, I have some additional instructions to share with you before we present the evening's entertainment. Those of you who are first- time guests will want to pay particular attention. You will be escorted into the ballroom where you will be seated together as husband and wife couples. When the entertainment begins, you will kindly stay in your assigned seats until the chime sounds. Ladies, when you hear the chime, please move to the next seating area to your left. . .then continue to move to your left to the next area each time the chime sounds. Gentlemen, please remain seated where you are throughout the performance.
For our new guests, the purpose of this rotating method of seating is to encourage you to become better acquainted with one another. Hopefully you have all had the chance to become familiar enough to enjoy the company of whomever you happen to be seated with. You will likely find the entertainment stimulating. Feel free to react naturally to what you will see and hear. However, if you feel uncomfortable at any time, please do not hesitate to excuse yourself and leave the room. We would also ask that you respect unconditionally the wishes or the concerns of the other guests. No one shall be required to participate in anything against their will. Is this clearly understood?"
Again the couples looked around at each other and nodded, but this time not quite so enthusiastically. Bhushan and Rakhi glanced nervously at each other, as did 'J' and 'V'. They all had similar thoughts about the strange nature of these instructions – especially the idea of "stimulating" entertainment and the possibility that someone may be "uncomfortable" with what was going to happen. All this, coupled with the protected identity of the guests and the mystery surrounding their absent host, made this all seem very strange. But the other couples who had been there before seemed comfortable with what was happening, so the two "new" couples shrugged and nodded slightly in agreement.

CONTD.............2nd part..............

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INVITATION FOR PARTY:- 2.........


"Very good," Kulkarni smiled with satisfaction. "Now, if you will follow me to the ballroom."
They made their way down the hallway they had entered through and came to a large set of double doors that opened into a modest-sized room that really looked nothing like a ballroom. The room was furnished and decorated splendidly, like the rest of the mansion, but instead of the expected wooden panelled floor there was thick, luxurious wall-to-wall carpet. Soft music was playing from unseen speakers somewhere, and an amazing assortment of candles flickered everywhere-- providing the only light and casting interesting shadows on every surface. In the centre of the room was a circular platform or stage – perhaps two-feet high and ten-feet across -- surrounded floor to ceiling by a closed black velvet curtain. The couples were seated with their mates in four comfortable black-leather love seats positioned closely around the stage in exact North, South, East, and Gupta points facing the curtain.
When everyone was seated, Kulkarni stepped back to the doorway and rang his bell one more time. "Ladies and gentlemen, please remember the instructions I gave to you earlier. And now, honored guests, we present for your enjoyment. . .The Newlyweds."
As Kulkarni stepped back through the doors and closed them behind him, the volume of the pleasant classical music increased and the curtain began to rise. Spotlights rigged above the stage faded up and brightly revealed a king-size bed. As the curtain continued to move upward they saw a pair of shiny black shoes -- then tuxedo trousers -- and finally
a young man seated in a chair by the bed. When the curtain stopped rising the group could also see a lovely young woman seated with her legs curled under her on the bed; she was wearing a beautiful red wedding dress and ghoonghat(veil).
The newlywed couple was young -- perhaps 19 or 20 -- and they were radiant. He was extremely fit and handsome with dazzling black eyes, stylish black hair, fair complexion, and an eager, confident smile. Each of the women in the room felt immediately attracted to him. The bride was just as fresh and alluring. Her long dark hair hung almost to her waist and it contrasted vividly with the brightness of her saree. She reached up and pulled the ghoonghat back over her head to reveal the face of an angel -- bright eyes flashing with excitement; full, pouting red lips framing perfect teeth; high cheek bones and cute little dimples flushed with excitement. She gazed longingly at her new husband as her generous; swelling breasts rose and fell noticeably within the confines of her lacy bodice.

As the party guests watched with fascination, the young girl moved gracefully off the bed and stood before the groom. Slowly she began to move her hips back and forth to the music as she lowered the ghoonghat completely and tossed it on the bed. Then she removed her saree slowly, to start what was the beginning of an obvious strip tease. While she continued to sway her shapely hips, she reached back and grasped the hook of her blouse; unhooking it, she turned her back to her new husband and teasingly drew it down. The young man slumped down in his chair slightly -- still grinning from ear to ear. A noticeable bulge was growing in the front of his pants; again something none of the women in the room failed to notice. He watched in a happy daze as the pretty bride continued to Demoniac and strip. Soon the blouse was down around her slender waist revealing the sexy brown bra underneath. With a giggle, she pushed the saree the rest of
the way down and stepped out of it along with petticoat. Now the lovely young girl was dressed only in skimpy cloths -- showing off her enticing cleavage, high-cut satin panties with the dark triangle shadow of her trim bush clearly visible beneath, and a matching lace garter holding up her sleek white stockings. Still moving seductively, the bride kicked off her sandals and moved closer to the young man. While he watched her every move, she slowly sank to her knees between his now wide-spread legs. Smiling up at him,
she reached out with her dainty hand and ran it up along his thigh until she brushed against the now straining erection in his pants. Everyone in the room held their breath as she traced the outline of his impressive manhood with her fingers -- gripping and milking it lightly. A soft groan escaped the back of his throat.

contd.......part...III

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INVITATION FOR PARTY:- 3.........

Rakhi sat watching as if hypnotized. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the provocative scene right in front of her. Never in her life had she experienced anything like this. Of course she and Bhushan both had seen to some pretty steamy XXX movies on video, but certainly nothing that compared to the raw emotion of watching two people being intimate with each other in front of a live audience. Rakhi didn't know how to react. Her conservative religious upbringing should make her feel guilty and offended by what she was watching, but she knew that wasn't the case. She held her husband's hand tightly
squeezing it in involuntary response to each exciting tingle that shot through her aroused body. Yes, that was it. . .more than anything else, Rakhi realized she was highly aroused by what she was seeing. She was already beginning to feel damp between her legs, and she crossed and uncrossed her soft thighs -- pressing them together in a reflexive effort to intensify the electrifying pleasure she was feeling. Bhushan was having a hard time too -- literally. His cock was trying to break free from the confines of his underwear and trousers. With all of the suspicions he had about this party, he certainly hadn't expected anything like this. He sensed his wife fidgeting next to him as he watched the beautiful young bride on stage slowly unzipping the groom's fly. Both Bhushan and Rakhi shuddered when the girl reached into the opening and withdrew the young man's naked, throbbing penis. It was a huge fleshy column in her tiny fist. The purple helmet-shaped head seemed to be swollen and glistening in the intense lights.
Slowly the bride began to pump up and down on his shaft. The young man groaned in appreciation -- throwing his head back and closing his eyes. A contented smile played across his lips. In response, the girl leaned forward and lightly kissed the slick, bulbous head of his engorged cock. Her bright red lipstick left a slight smudge on his meat as she leaned back and licked her lips as if sampling the taste of him. Then, suddenly, the young woman smiled wickedly and plunged down to engulf his solid shaft with her warm, wet mouth. Almost immediately, she began moving her head up and down with youthful
abandon -- as if she couldn't wait to make him explode. It was almost more than Rakhi could stand. Her nerve endings were already raw and overheated. She could feel her nipples swelling and scraping against the fabric of her bra, and she kept squeezing her thighs together in an effort to quench the burning sensations between her legs. She watched the girl's loose dark hair flying free as her head bounced up and down on the young man's lap. Without thinking, Rakhi reached her hand over to grasp her husband's thick, muscular thigh. Bhushan reacted by placing his hand over hers and urging it to move upward until she felt his pulsing tool in his tented pants. Rakhi wrapped her fingers around the steel-hard shaft through the cloth and began to rub him urgently. Bhushan returned the favour by placing his arm around his wife's shoulder and reaching down to cup one of her quivering breasts through her dress. He had no trouble finding the hard point of her sensitive nipple poking out from the fabric. He scraped his fingernail over the turgid nub causing Rakhi to gasp and arch her back. On stage the newlyweds were continuing their intense foreplay. The bride had succeeded in opening the man's pants completely and had pulled them down his hips slightly while she continued to devour his
huge pole with her sweet mouth. His rod was slick and shiny with her saliva, and she looked like she was starving for the taste of his meat. Meanwhile, he had unhooked the bra , and removed it aside, he reached in and helped her creamy breasts spill out into his big hands. She moaned with muffled delight around his cock as he began to massage and
knead her soft, jiggling flesh. His thumbs soon found her small pink nipples and he teased them without mercy -- rolling and pulling the sensitive tips between his fingers until she almost squealed. Bhushan and Rakhi continued to paw at each other -- getting bolder and more impassioned with each passing moment. They had almost forgotten about the other guests until a chime suddenly sounded in the room. Rakhi immediately felt panic in the pit of her stomach. Remembering the instructions to move to the next love seat to her left, she couldn't imagine sitting with someone she hardly knew in this
condition. "Oh Bhushan. . ." she whispered, "what should we do?"
Bhushan was having similar thoughts. The "entertainment" had seduced and carried them both away almost to the point of no return. What was expected now. . .for them to calmly continue to watch this wildly carnal display without acting upon the incredible urges they were feeling? Or was that the idea -- to build the couples to a fever pitch of sexual need that would turn the party into a wild orgy. He'd heard about things like this before, but Bhushan never expected he and his wife to ever be involved. Like Rakhi, he was confused and overwhelmed. . .that is until he saw 'T' standing expectantly in front of him.
"I believe this is where I'm supposed to be now. . ." The tall lady looked excited and flushed. Bhushan glanced back at Rakhi and immediately had wild visions of his wife with another man. He'd never considered it before and he didn't necessarily like the idea, but everything was happening so quickly and his throbbing cock suddenly made the decision for him. "It's OK, dear. . ." he heard himself say. "We better do what the man said." Rakhi looked bewildered and a little frightened as she slowly rose to her feet and watched T slide quickly into her seat. Somewhere behind her on the stage she heard moans and deep sighs as she awkwardly moved over to the next seating area where she found their friend, Damania, smiling and relaxed as he watched her approach. "Enjoying the show?" he asked with a strange smile. As Rakhi nervously took her seat she looked back at the couple on the stage. The bride was now laying on the bed -- the pretty bra had been completely removed and her perfectly shaped breasts, tipped with bright brownish points, bounced slightly as she shifted and settled. The young groom was gazing down at her -- still grinning with pure lust -- as he quickly removed his vests and brief. The young woman licked her lips as she hungrily watched his large erection. Bhushan felt wave between his muscular thighs. "This is pretty damn hot, isn't it?" Rakhi heard 'D' whisper beside her. She had intentionally avoided sitting too close to him, but she felt him shifting next to her as they both stared at the stage. "Have you ever seen somebody do it right in front of you like this?" D asked. Rakhi cleared her throat and whispered back without looking at him, "N...no, never. . .I never imagined. . ."
After he had removed his clothing, the attractive groom on stage placed one knee on the bed and reached out to effortlessly pull the scantily clad bride closer to him. Taking his time to tease the girl and his audience, he slowly moved his hands on her shapely legs. The dark- haired beauty smiled and cooed with pleasure as he hooked his fingers in her skimpy lace panties and began to pull them off. She lifted her hips slightly to assist him and soon she was completely nude and spread wantonly on the bed. Rakhi's heart was pounding inside her chest and she was having trouble catching her breath. She watched the young man lift the girl's delicate foot and then -- starting at her ankle -- he began to kiss and lick his way up her leg until he reached her tender inner thigh. . .just inches away from her soft, wet opening. Rakhi could feel her own warm juices soaking her tiny panties, and she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs -- causing the hem of her short black dress to ride up higher and higher. Seated next to the increasingly impassioned housewife, Damania Sullivan, or 'D', was no longer watching the performance on stage. He knew he had limited time before the chime sounded again and he wanted to make the most of the opportunity. This is what he had been waiting for -- the reason he had made careful arrangements to have Bhushan and Rakhi Gupta invited to the party. For quite some time Damania had secretly dreamed of seducing his friend Bhushan's innocent and comely wife. Now was the time to make his move. At the same time a few feet away, Rakhi's husband, Bhushan, was getting his own lessons in the art of seduction. 'T', the statuesque and tantalizing , wasted little time in cuddling up against her attractive new friend. As they sat together watching the newlywed couple pleasure each other, Bhushan felt another man's wife softly breathing into his ear as she whispered, "Oh, this makes me feel so naughty. . .would you mind if I played. . .just a little?" Bhushan jerked suddenly as he felt her hand grasp his and place it on her warm, soft thigh. She purred softly and spread her legs slightly -- pushing his hand higher until it slid under her dress. Instinctively Bhushan massaged her smooth tender flesh with his fingers. As he moved his hand higher, he could feel the warmth building and she parted her thighs wider to give him better access. Soon his middle fingertip brushed against the downy softness of her
pubic hair and then the puffy flesh of her vaginal lips. She was not wearing panties. T moaned quietly next to him -- encouraging him to continue probing.
Somewhere in his foggy brain Bhushan had a fleeting thought that what he was doing was wrong. But before he could process the idea any further, the lovely lady unzipped his fly and reached inside to grasp his throbbing manhood. The touch of her cool skin on his burning shaft caused him to groan and thrust his hips forward. All thoughts of turning back quickly vanished. Rakhi stared trance-like at the erotic sight before her. The young
groom on the stage now had the bride's legs spread wide and bent at the knee. Tossing her thick mane of hair from side to side, she panted and groaned as her lover lapped and swirled his tongue into the tight slit of her vagina while her hips pumped rhythmically against his hungry mouth. Damania had moved closer to Rakhi and gazed down at the lovely sight of her naked thighs squeezing together tightly and then relaxing repeatedly. Her saree and petticot had ridden up high enough that he could almost see the hidden juncture between her legs, but she was wringing her hands together in her lap preventing the dress from rising any higher. Watching her swelling breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, he slowly reached his arm around her shoulder in a careful, casual manner so he wouldn't frighten or alarm her.
When she did not object to his advance, Damania lightly placed his hand on her knee -- again watching her closely for any resistance. But Rakhi was dizzy and almost drunk with desire. She heard the wet slurping sounds and the constant moans from the couple on the stage and she couldn't help imagining -- no, wishing -- that she was the one on the bed tangled in the naked, passionate act with the handsome young groom. She vaguely felt a hand touching and slowly sliding up her leg, but it didn't register in her lust-filled brain until she felt the hem of her dress being tentatively pushed aside. Rakhi instinctively looked down to see a man's hand lightly stroking her exposed skin. Then, with wide, glazed- over eyes, she dreamily looked up and tried to focus on his face smiling back at her. "Let me help you. . ." she heard him say. Damania shifted even closer to her small frame and reached down to gently take her hands and move them off her lap. While they both watched his movements, he carefully took hold of the bottom of her saree and gradually lifted the fabric up and folded it back onto her stomach -- completely revealing her wispy black panties. Damania took a deep breath. She was more captivating than he had imagined. The scant fabric did little to hide her feminine charms, and he knew he must have her. . .if not entirely now, then certainly before the night was over. On the other couch Bhushan leaned back and planted his hands on the cushion to brace himself. He watched the two young lovers on stage trying to send each other over the edge in a frenzied sixty-nine position; but between his outstretched legs, a gorgeous woman he hardly knew knelt in front of him greedily deep-throating his aching
cock. Her technique was fantastic as she swirled and stabbed her tongue around the sensitive head each time she lifted her lovely head with the jet black hair. Bhushan was in heaven until he remembered Rakhi. Whipping around to look to his left, his eyes opened wide and his mouth fell open when he saw what was happening. There was his conservative little wife with her saree and petticot bunched around her waist and her legs spread wide. Hovering over her was the large form of his friend, Damania, who had his hand buried in her panties -- obviously fingering her furiously. Rakhi stared straight ahead with unblinking eyes as her pretty mouth gasped for breath. Even several yards away, her husband could hear her pant and whimper helplessly. At first Bhushan was angry at the sight of his wife so openly engaged in sexual acts with another man. But soon he realized that he had no cause for resentment. After all, he had ...encouraged her to move to the next chair, and here he was doing the same thing with someone else's wife. No, there was nothing he could do about it now. Electric shocks jolted through Rakhi's small body as the man above her continued to plunge his fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. He had been so smooth in his conquest. Before she even realized what was happening, Damania had first traced the lips of her opening through the scant piece of silk between her legs -- then he moved his hand up and slipped it down inside. Fireworks went off in her head when his fingertip went straight for her erect little clitoris which he teased and stroked until she cried out in pleasure. Then he moved his big fingers lower and found her steamy, wet opening. Damania reached under and silently urged her to raise her tight, round buttocks so he could remove her panties completely. Cool air rushed over her inflamed sex as she leaned back again and waited breathlessly for the thrill of his touch. But it would not happen now. . .The chime sounded again.

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Somewhere deep in her clouded mind, Rakhi realized she had been signalled to move to a new location in this very strange version of musical chairs. The man beside her reluctantly removed his hands from her naked skin and helped her rise unsteadily to her feet. "We'll finish this later," he breathed in her ear while he helped straighten her dress; then he gently directed her toward the next couch. On stage the newlywed couple continued their heated act of passion. The dark-haired bride was straddling the excited groom. She arched her back and churned her plump buttocks wildly, plunging herself up and down with frantic need on his thick, shiny pole sliding deep inside her with each thrust. The room was filled with the sounds of their love cries and the soft methodic slapping of flesh meeting flesh. Rakhi shakily groped her way through the dim light until she saw a dark figure looming. `J' sat watching her approach with bright, narrow eyes like a big tiger waiting for its prey. Even slumped in the chair the tall professional athlete was an imposing figure, and the startled housewife stopped short with a shudder. His shirt were open and parted wide, revealing sleek, lean-cut skin and muscle. But what stopped her was the sight of the long, thick dark column rising from his open pants and laying hard against his flat stomach. She had never seen a south Indian man like this before. As she gazed at the huge phallus poised and throbbing slightly in front of her, the strong arousal she had felt moments earlier was quickly turning to apprehension. Sensing her hesitancy, J reached his hand out to her. With a calm, low voice he said, "Come, sit with me . . .don't be frightened. Let me please you." Tentatively she allowed him to take her delicate hand and guide her to sit next to him, but she couldn't pull her eyes from the coiled steel monster between his legs. Directly across, on the other side of the platform, Bhushan was also having his first inter-state experience. J's wife, `V', took her place next to Rakhi's husband. He smiled at her nervously and noticed that she seemed breathless and slightly agitated. Remembering that she was new to all this too, Bhushan wondered if she and her husband might be having the same crazy mix of emotions that he was feeling. Observing that her delicate dress and her well styled hair were slightly messy, he inquired discreetly, "Are you all right?" She looked him in the eye for the first time and smiled weakly, "Yes . . .I think so. But, Oh my! I certainly didn't expect anything like this. "Neither did we . . ." he agreed, relieved to know that they shared some common ground. "It's all pretty bizarre, isn't it? But at the same time, I don't know when I've ever been so turned on." He almost wished he hadn't said that, but she smiled back at him warmly and he couldn't help being drawn in by her exotic beauty. Laughing softly, she whispered, "So am I . . ." She was also starting to appreciate the pleasing nature and appealing features of this man she was now seated with. His soft eyes and easy smile, together with the strong jaw and handsome build helped fuel the fire that had been kindled by the show on stage, then fanned to blazing intensity by the charming and courteous former football player at her last seat. Recalling how his hands dominated over the tingling softness of her large breasts and jutting nipples, she boldly leaned forward and kissed this new man softly . . .allowing her tongue to instantly melt together with his. Bhushan groaned in response and his hand instinctively reached out to cup one of her soft globes swaying freely beneath the colourful silk-like material of her dress. Easily brushing the bra aside, his palm came into contact with the warm, moist skin of her heavy breast and he felt a large, rubbery nipple slip between his fingers. "Mmmm . . ., !" V broke the kiss and moaned. She began to kiss and bitten his neck and ear while her hand looked for and easily found his swollen meat still peeking out from his open fly. A sharp jolt went down his spine when she scraped his shaft gently with her long fingernails; then, wrapping her smooth fingers around him completely, she pumped her fist up and down slowly. Meanwhile, V's husband, J, was using all of his willpower to keep from moving too quickly with Rakhi. The tasty little beautiful fair woman was obviously nervous being with him, but he could also tell that her fuse had been lit and she only needed some artful persuasion to give herself over to his powerful male attractive personality and to her own need. He knew she was fascinated with his erect cock towering right next to her; although she pretended to watch intently what the couple was doing on stage, he could see her looking at him from the corner of her eye. He finally leaned over and whispered, "You've never seen one this big before, have you?" "Never . . ." came the almost choked reply. Realizing she could no longer avoid him, she tentatively turned and gazed directly at his
massive tool. "I had no idea that a man could be that large . . ." Her voice sounded almost like a little girl's to him. She looked like a little girl next to his giant frame. "It's OK," he told her softly. "Go ahead, touch it . . .I know you want to. I want to feel you touch me too." She did want to touch him . . .desperately. She had to know what the smooth dark skin felt like in her hand. She was drawn to it like a magnet; so hard and thick with rigid veins everywhere and the deep purple helmet looking fierce and menacing. Yes, she had to touch it she thought. She cautiously reached out and lightly ran her fingertips over the velvety smoothness of it, feeling the ridges and the swollen tissue; it was so warm, almost hot to the touch, and it jumped and twitched slightly in her hand. "Damn . . ." he moaned. "You're touch feels like a feather on my cock." She smiled shyly and grew bolder with his encouragement. Grasping him more firmly, she tried to encircle his entire girth, but
her tiny fingers could not completely close around him. As she started to rub and milk him slowly, he decided it was time to get in the game too. Hovering over her, he reached a long arm out and gently pulled her closer. While she continued to play with her new toy, he reached around and took hold of her blouse, silently encouraging her to let him remove it. Rakhi stopped stroking him long enough to let the big man pull the blouse past her shoulders and then slip it over her arms and off. With her blouse gone, J had a better view of that creamy cleavage he had been admiring since he saw her. Although she was a not a tall woman, he could tell she had amazing breasts. He wasted no time in brushing his large hand up her side, lightly feeling the ridges of her rib cage, until he found the plump firmness of her tit flesh straining against the confines of her flimsy bra. Her sensitive nipples were erect and poking through the fabric and he could easily feel the hard little point scraping against the smooth skin of his palm as he cupped and kneaded her. Rakhi closed her eyes and let a little moan escape her throat. Sharp, hot electric sensations shot through her chest and down into her loins as he teased her breasts. While she continued to stroke and pull at his throbbing meat with one hand, the other reached for and found his huge dark testicles bouncing gently below. She lightly massaged and squeezed him there, feeling the heat of his molten seed churning deep inside.
J found the zip at the back of her black Punjabi suitand felt it glide down easily with a slight tug. He caressed the silky-soft skin of her exposed back and slid lower until he grazed the strap of her bra; with practiced skill, he unhooked it with a flick of his wrist and she felt the release of pressure against her swollen mounds. Shrugging her shoulders slightly, she helped him remove her blouse – snagging briefly on her hardened nipples. They both looked down as he reached out and pulled on the fabric. With tantalizing patience, he first uncovered her puffy pink areolas . . .then the twin points of her turgid buttons aching for attention. Unable to stand the teasing any longer, she quickly pulled her arms through the sleeves and allowed the blouse to fall to her wside while she reached up and pulled his head down to her breasts. Not needing a further invitation, J slid off the love seat and kneeled in front of the overheated young woman. As she lay back and gasped, he took handfuls of her milky white flesh and rubbed his rough thumbs over her burning nipples. Rakhi threw her head back and bit her lower lip to keep from crying out as she thrust her chest toward him. She parted her thighs slightly to allow him access to her body, and he leaned forward and took advantage, lowering his mouth and flicking her inflamed little rosebuds with his long tongue. "Ohhhh...uhhhh! Yes . . .right there!" She breathe heavily. Her hand dropped automatically to find and grasp his rigid tool again. In direct response to the maddening sensations he was giving her with his mouth, she frantically rubbed his straining cock. The more he licked and sucked at her sweet breasts, the faster she pumped her tiny fist, making him grunt and shudder. But he had to taste more, so he moved lower and kissed his way down to the top of her fallen dress. Tossing the bra aside, he scooted back on his haunches, reluctantly causing her to loose her grip on him. She whimpered slightly, but he reached down and firmly tugged at the rumpled dress until it slid down her torso and past her stomach . . .nearly to the secret juncture between her legs, but her grinding hips stopped his progress. Continuing his teasing game, he leaned down again and kissed the smooth, heaving surface of her belly until he could feel little wisps of hair tickling the tip of his nose. He was close enough that he could smell the musky scent of her flowing nectar. J loosened the petticot string. Almost delirious with desire, Rakhi's hips began to hump up and off the couch. This was what J had been waiting for. The next time she lifted up with a jerky spasm, he quickly picked the petticot and slid it down and off her slim hips - then he leaned back and pulled it the rest of the way down her writhing legs and off. Now she was stark naked and splayed out before his hungry eyes. He couldn't believe how enticing she was - her hard,
firm body looked almost virginal - with flawless milky skin glowing with sexual heat. Gazing lower, there was her flowering sex, obviously moist and framed by a slight tuft of neatly trimmed dark hair. No longer able to contain himself, he pressed her tender thighs apart and lowered his greedy mouth to her steamy opening. Rakhi's eyes flew open when she felt him taste her there. She fought to momentarily regain her senses. "No. . . Please, don't do that!" she begged. Rakhi always considered oral sex dirty and perverse. Her husband tried to get her to do it when they first explored each other sexually, but she convinced him that she was not interested. After a time he simply gave up and she was relieved. But this was not her husband; it was a tall dark south Indian she did not know, and he did not want to hear her reasoning or argument. J knew he had this remarkable beauty on the verge of ecstasy, and he was not going to turn back now. Parting her slick outer lips with his fingers, he speared his tongue with skilled accuracy at the centre of her most sensitive spot and he began to flick and lap at her relentlessly.
"Oh, God..Unnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Rakhi cried out helplessly. Her small body bucked and jerked out of control while the big man held her tight against his mouth with his strong hands. Her legs flew out wide - kicking and flailing until they at last got hooked up around his broad shoulders. Immediately she felt the first shuddering waves of climax building; she knew she was lost and gave up to it. The groom was huffing and sweating as he took the bride from behind. Her head was lowered and her long, dark tresses flipped back and forth each time he pounded into her. But Bhushan couldn't care less about what was happening on the stage. He was laying on his back, nude, with the loveliest Malyali woman he had ever seen kneeling over him, sensuously dragging her slippery vaginal lips over and back against his aching-hard penis. She smiled down at him wickedly, fully aware that her sweet torture was driving him mad with lust. Her pendulous breasts swayed and brushed against his chest with each movement. "You want me, don't you?" she teased. Unable to stand it any longer, he grunted and thrust his hips up and forward, hitting the mark on the first attempt. The mushroom-shaped head of his manhood easily slid inside her well-lubricated tunnel; the warm, moist walls instantly gripped and squeezed against his sensitive glans. Above him, V moaned out her pleasure and pushed back, seeking eagerly to complete the joining. First rising up, then sinking back against him, she could feel his thick rod gliding up and in. . . farther with each downward shift until their pubic areas ground together. This was V's first experience with another man since her marriage too, and she was surprised at how quickly she'd been carried away by the illicit urges she felt. Her husband was a great lover, but now all she
could think of was this strange man's cock buried to the hilt in her twitching vagina. She needed friction and release, so she leaned back and balanced her hands on his chest to steady herself. She began to rock up and down on him, picking up speed gradually and revelling in the delicious feelings spreading like liquid fire through her feverish body. Bhushan met her thrusts and pushed back. His cock felt like it was coated in warm butter. He vaguely heard her gasp and pant above him each time he stabbed up into her. Grasping her flexing thighs for leverage, he slammed his hips up to meet each of her quickening down-strokes. He raised his knees and planted his feet, lifting both of their bodies high off the leather cushion each time they crashed together. Soon he could feel the familiar boiling sensation rising up from somewhere deep within, signaling his impending eruption. Wanting her to explode with him, he reached between them and found her rigid clitoris. Wetting his fingers with her juices, he started to rub against her in a way that matched their furious rhythm. "Come with me!" he hissed. . .urging her to go off. "I'm almost there . . ." "Uhgh.....yes.....yes....I can feel it!!!!! she murmured between hard strokes. "Oh, I'm coming! You're making me come!!!!!"

The white-hot seed rocketed through his shaft and sprayed out in forceful spurts, but she could not feel the warmth of it spreading inside her. V was too far lost in the throes of her own climax to notice. Great shudders of pleasure rocked her body and she held her breath for fear that the next convulsion between her legs might cause her to black out. Neither of them had ever experienced anything before with such raw animal intensity.
Rakhi was recovering from her own mind-shattering orgasm and climbing rapidly toward another when the chime sounded again. 'J' was still lapping hungrily between her wide-spread legs, hoping to beat the clock and plant his giant member in the willing little housewife, but he knew he had run out of time now.

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All modesty gone, Rakhi allowed him to help her up and stood naked except for her high-heeled sandals and her mangalsutra. Something in her dizzy brain triggered and she remembered who was waiting at her next stop, causing a tremble of anticipation. She wordlessly thanked the gentle dark man she had been with by reaching down and softly running her hand along his impressive length one last time. Then, taking her rumpled saree , blouse etc and dragging it behind her, she moved off to the rendezvous she had been secretly looking forward to. 'S' stood waiting for her. He too had shed his clothing and she nearly swooned when she took in the sight of him. Everything about the huge man was appealing to her -- his warm smile first, then the incredible eyes that seemed to pierce right into her heart. Built like a granite statue, his massive shoulders, arms, and chest tapered down to a flat, hard stomach ripped with solid muscle. And there was his cock, erect and perfectly shaped. Not freakishly big, but large enough to satisfy any woman; it stood up proud against the chiselled abdomen. Below, his powerful legs looked like tree trunks supporting his solid frame.
Dropping her dress, Rakhi rushed to his waiting arms. Without a word they melted together in a passionate kiss that made the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand up and tingle. She could feel his hardness pressing insistently against her belly -- throbbing gently with his rapid pulse. Gasping for breath, she broke the kiss and pulled his ear to her mouth. "Oh, I've been waiting for this," she whispered. "Please . . .I need you inside me. Now...please hurry!"
Reaching between her legs, 'S' dipped a fingertip into her swollen lips. His digit was instantly coated with her warm, sweet honey. "Yes, you are ready for me," he smiled. "Well, I've learned to never keep a lady waiting . . ."
He gently turned her around and wrapped his massive arms about her, pressing himself against her back. Sliding his hands down, he found and caressed her quivering breasts as he slowly guided her to the love seat. Rakhi allowed him to position her so that she was kneeling on the leather cushion with her arms clinging over the back, facing away from him. His strong hands urged her legs apart and he moved up behind her. At first she could feel his body heat against her skin, then she felt the blunt rounded shaft of his organ moving and rubbing between the soft cheeks of her buttocks. He moved back and forth like that for a few moments, sending chills through her already frazzled nerves. "Please . . .don't tease me," she whimpered. Finally he grasped his cock and aimed down until he found her soggy opening. He brushed the thick head around briefly to cover it with her slick juices, then he pushed forward slightly and felt the tip catch and move through her warmed up entrance. He was amazed at how tight she was, even after all this prolonged stimulation. Hearing a dreamy sigh of approval, he grasped her hips and pressed forward again, this time sliding almost half way inside.
Oh....yessssss. . ." she hissed. "It feels so good, put it in!"
The big former football player granted her wish. First he pulled out until just the head of his rod was poised at the opening, then he jerked his mighty hips forward in one smooth stroke, impaling her completely. Rakhi's eyes rolled back in her head and she cried out with uncontrolled ecstasy; her hands gripped the back of the chair tightly as she felt him immediately begin to move in and out with slow, smooth thrusts. It was better than she could have imagined. Every muscle and tissue in her small body strained to accept and meet his powerful, but controlled movements. She could feel his heavy balls softly smacking against her backside each time he pushed against her, and soon they were rocking together. . .gradually building the tempo. She discovered that, if she leaned back and arched her pelvis at just the right angle, his swollen shaft would rake against her hypersensitive clitoris occasionally, causing sharp tremors of pure pleasure.
From his position a few feet away, Bhushan Gupta watched his lovely wife being fucked by another man for the first time. Her head was thrown back and her arms and hands clutched desperately at the furniture she was braced against. The large man behind her pounded in and out relentlessly, causing little shock waves to ripple through her small body with each impact. Bhushan was peering around the bare bottom of Damania's wife, Manisha. The pretty blonde held herself high up against his face, encouraging him to lick and nibble at her glistening labia while she gamely worked at reviving his spent male equipment with her mouth.
The strange rotation was now complete; all of the couples had sampled each other's spouses. Up on the platform, Shrikant, the imposing butler, reappeared completely nude and joined the newlyweds' erotic performance. The bald man was built like a bull; his hard buttocks flexed and relaxed as the bride sucked him hungrily, her blushing cheeks puffed and hollowed around his girth. Behind her, the handsome young groom looked like he was about to explode. Every muscle strained and the cords in his neck stood out sharply as he jack hammered against the girl.

Rakhi was nearly overcome with the sweet sensations pouring through her every fiber. S reached out to hold and massage her bouncing breasts while he continued to slam into her, filling and emptying her completely with each rapid stroke. Suddenly she was aware of another person standing close in front of her. Trying to focus her blurred vision, she realized it was Damania gazing down at them with lust in his eyes and silently offering his angry-looking cock to her. She knew instantly what he wanted, but again her conservative upbringing made her balk at the thought and she closed her eyes tight and turned her head away.
Damania was not to be denied, however. He'd waited too long for this. Gently he placed his hand on her silky hair and turned her pretty face back to him. Rakhi was gasping and panting for breath and there was no way on earth she could keep her mouth closed. Soon she felt the rubbery tip of his hot tool brushing against her parched lips . . .pushing in past her teeth and gliding across her tongue. The taste was not unpleasant, she realized; slightly salty and almost familiar. Surrendering to the fact that she could not refuse him in this position, she allowed her tongue to swirl tentatively around the spongy hardness. Damania heaved a great sigh and pushed his hips forward slightly, basking in the moist warmth. He smiled with satisfaction when he felt her small, shaking hand reach up to grasp and accept him while her head began to move slowly, sucking him in deeper with each small thrust. Rakhi found herself wedged between two strong males - both trying to
fill her openings with their swelling erections. Her diminutive body was being assaulted and buffeted by the eager, forceful pumping and prodding, but she felt heavenly. Never before had she felt so sexually alive and in tune with her womanly desires. Every part of her burned with intense excitement and raw passion. She could feel the familiar stirring of another shattering orgasm rolling and crashing through the dam in the deepest part of her soul. Wanting to cry out in pleasure, she could not because her mouth and throat were engrossed in greedily slurping and sucking Damania's engorged cock as it pistoned in and out through her tender lips. Between her legs, Rakhi sensed that S was nearing his end. Sweating and growling above her, he pushed himself with his great strength against her, deeper and harder . . .faster and faster, until she could feel him touch her very core. Suddenly he slammed his hips forward and roared. A bright light flashed in her head and her insides seemed to burst . . .followed by soothing warmth that washed throughout her
ravaged body.
Choking and gasping, fighting to breathe, Rakhi pulled her mouth off Damania who was watching the dramatic crescendo between the conjoined lovers; the vibrations of their release passed through her mouth - stimulating and triggering the eruption he'd been fighting to keep in check until now. The spent, weary housewife instinctively used her hand to continue pumping his shaft, slippery with her saliva. Her efforts were soon rewarded as Damania groaned loudly and sprayed out his hot, milky fluid - blasting it across her slender neck, shoulder, and arm.
Rakhi's husband vaguely watched the orgiastic frenzy unfolding around him. The room was filled with the sound and scent of sex. Everywhere he gazed, naked bodies were tangled together writhing and humping. He'd seen his puritanical little wife take on two men with astonishing abandon until she lay crumpled beneath them, bathed in sensual bliss. At this moment a stunning blonde woman, who happened to be his friend's wife, was leaning over Bhushan's torso sucking his cock furiously while a demented bald butler named Kulkarni ploughed into her from behind. On the bed in the center of the stage, the tall black man had the young bride's legs wrapped over his shoulders; he pounded into her with his amazingly long penis as his own wife rocked back on forth on the young girl's face. Time seemed to stand still and Bhushan closed his eyes . . .trying to remember how the hell he got here.

EPILOGUE . . .
Several days later, Rakhi Gupta found a glossy black package in her mailbox. Opening it, she discovered a videotape inside simply labeled `The Party' and a small hand-written note attached. A smile played across her lovely red lips as she read:

`Greetings, Shri and Smt.W. . .

Here is a souvenir of our time together for you to watch and enjoy. Looking forward to the pleasure your company at our next gathering.

Best regards, Your Host'

Rakhi felt a sudden little shudder pass through her as she skipped up
the driveway . . .heading for the VCR.

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It was a Monday & Mohit (my hubby) & I had gone to attend a wedding. I was dressed in a silver colored sari & a matching sleeveless blouse. My silky brown hair was tied up in French knot & only the narrow back of my low cut blouse covered my back. The front was also equally low cut but my pallu was covering my cleavage (at least at that time..)

At the wedding I had started to flirt with a couple of young studs & had let them come very close to me. I was looking hot & sexy & they got carried away a bit. They took me to a corner & one of them began caressing my bum while the other was stroking my breast when my hubby came searching for me. The boys moved away quickly but my expressions were enough to tell my hubby what I had been up to. He didn’t react as I expected him to. He just grabbed my arm & took me away from there without a word.
It was around 5:00 in the evening when we left the function.

Our car was parked in the parking lot but he took me towards the railway station.

“Mohit, where are we going? The car is…!” I started to ask but his angry look made me keep my mouth shut. It was the peak of rush hour when we reached the railway station. The crowd in the station was being doubled with every passing minute. Mohit left me standing in the centre of the ticketing hall & went to buy tickets. He was gone for almost 15 minutes & during that time I felt unseen hands brush my body & I was pushed & prodded by the jostling crowd.

“Come fast, don’t just stand there like a whore!” Scolded Mohit as he came towards me. I blushed as many heads turned when he said that.

Again he held my arm & we climbed up the pedestrian bridge. We waited in the centre of the bridge as he watched the trains coming & going.

Then without warning he pulled me & almost dragged me down the stairs.

A train was inching its way out of the station. People hung onto the doors. Many turned & stared at my heaving boobs as Mohit was pulling me with him. We ran as fast as my heels would permit me to without stumbling.

The train was picking up speed slowly as we were running alongside. I saw the green stripes marking out the ladies compartment & said “Mohit, I will get into the ladies compartment you take the gents!” He looked at me in disdain & said “Rinku you bitch! If I let you go there you will get into a clinch with some lesbian or get off at the next station & slut around with some college kids again! No! You bitch you are coming with me!”& he pointed towards the general men’s compartment. I was stunned. Men were crammed into the compartment; many were hanging almost out of the doors. Some were clinging to the rods of the windows. “Mohit! Do you know what they will do to me?” I asked. He turned towards me & said “you like to get close to men don’t you? You like them touching your bums & boobs, don’t you? I think you will enjoy it?”

Suddenly he pushed me towards a group of men hanging in a door of the train.

“Isko andhar le lo please!” (Take her inside) he shouted at them. Two of them gleefully reached out & pulled me in. I was passed along inside the throng of men.

As I was passed inside, men started to turn around to face me. I could feel their bodies touch my body.
The smell of their sweat was overpowering.

I kept looking back to see if Mohit was there behind but couldn’t see him so I called out “Mohit! Kahan ho? (where are you?)” Almost all the men surrounding me answered. “Jaaneman! Usko chod, main hoon na! (Darling! Forget him, I am here!).

I was scared & in panic. I tried to push out from the crowd but my way was blocked by 2 tall men. I couldn’t see where I was going.

“Please let me go!” I pleaded with them.

They laughed & I felt hands crawl up my body. Some were groping around my bums; others were caressing my bare waist & flat tummy while most were crushing my breasts.

“Noo…oo!” I cried as the men got bolder & bolder. Someone pulled my pallu from my boobs & shoved his palm inside my blouse. Another man was trying to pull out my tucked in sari & another hand was pushing inside towards my crotch. I was helpless. It was so cramped I could barely move & both of my hands were busy trying to push away the faces that were leaning towards me, trying to kiss me. As my hands were busy my body was being squeezed & probed.

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“Kya maal hai!” “Randi saali!” I kept hearing such things as I yelped & moaned in agony.

Without warning a tall man in front of me reached forward & placed his huge hands on either side of my face. I tugged at his hands & scratched at them but he was too strong & tough. His right hand grabbed my tied up hair & his other hand moved over my cheek & his fingers dug through my hair & into my scalp. My face was held in his vice like grip & I watched his grinning lips come towards my lips. “ummmmfff!” I groaned as his slimy mouth engulfed my lips. His teeth bit into my soft lips & his tongue probed deep inside my mouth. I recoiled in shame & tears ran down my face. He continued kissing me all over my face while the rest of the men around me were squeezing whatever part of my body they could lay their hands on.

Suddenly I felt the train slow down. I realized we were close to a station. I had to take this chance & get out before anything else happened. I stopped hitting at the man smooching me & instead reciprocated by pushing my tongue inside his mouth. I put my hands into his hair caressed his cheeks. He froze for an instant & then our tongues met in a wet sloppy kiss.

“Arre, kutiya garam ho gayi!” Some shouted & the others cheered.

The train was slowing & the man kissing me was relaxing as I nibbled his lips & caressed his cheeks. I felt many hands relax as they watched my slutty performance.

The train was coming gently to a stop & many people were getting out. Suddenly with as much strength I could muster I pushed at the man kissing me & ran straight towards the door.

He was too surprised to react. Someone shouted “Roko randi ko!” I ran as fast as I could & had almost reached the door when a large group of men rushed in pushing me back. “Ohhh noooooo…!” I cried as I saw my escape route blocked. Then a hand fell on my hair & I was jerked backwards into the arms of a man. As soon as I came within his reach, he clasped his palms on to my breasts & began kneading them. I bit his hands & freed myself from his clutches & ran towards the door. The train was moving again as the men closed around me. Suddenly a voice called out from behind “Saali kuttiya phir se bhag rahi hai! Pakdo usko aur kapade phad daalo uske! Nangi kaise bhagegi dekte hai?” All of them laughed & three or four pairs of hands went around my naked waist & dragged me back to the centre. Immediately my blouse was grabbed from both sides & I heard the fabric rip. I felt fingers being shoved inside the crack between my bums & get hold of my petticoat & panties. I screamed “Nahi….iiii! Please jaane do mujhe! Main tumhare behen jaise hoon!” (No! Please let me go! I am like your sister!”) I was begging them to let me go..

Somebody said “tu behen to hum sab behenchod!” (if you are our sister then we all are sister ****ers!”)
Their lust filled eyes bored into my body & their eager hands pressed onto my body. I heard my blouse tear & screamed “Stop it! Stop! Mere kapde mat phado!”

Somebody grabbed my hair & led me further inside the compartment. I was pushed to the farthest corner of the compartment.

Now the door was impossible to reach.

Men were pushing & shoving to get a better view & everyone was trying to come further ahead in the crowd which was forming to **** me.

There were almost 500 men in that compartment & I knew that even if less than half of them raped me I would be almost dead.

Many of the men had their mobile phone cameras aimed at me. Tears were flowing down my cheeks.
I had my back towards the barred window, the seats around me had emptied & the crowd of men was closing in. I clasped one hand to my breasts trying to hold on to my flimsy blouse & bra. The other hand I placed on my crotch & tried to pull up my almost un-tucked & disheveled sari.

For a few minutes the men watched my feeble attempts to protect myself from their assault. Then a man directly opposite me sneered & asked “Ho gaya sajna savarna, randi?” I didn’t even look up. My knees were shaking & sweat poured from every pore of my body.

Suddenly a voice called out “Randi ka naam to puchho? Chodne me maja ayega!” Laughter spread through the crowd.

“Bol kutti! Teri hi baat ho rahi hai. Tu akeli randi hai yahan!” The man opposite guffawed as he said it.
I didn’t utter a word & looked down at my feet.

‘Slaaaaap!’ a hard slap almost pushed me down onto the seat. I looked around at the crowd of men hoping someone would step in to help me. But I was on my own.

The man who had slapped me leaned forward & grabbed the shoulder straps of my blouse & pulled me to my feet.

As soon as I was on my feet he pulled the blouse straps down my shoulders.

I flung my head backwards & screamed “Nahiiiii! No please don’t do it!”

More than half of my sweating boobs & my bra were exposed to the men.

“Tera naam puchha tha, randi?” He grimaced.

“Rinku!” I said with helplessness.

“Rinku”…”rinku” my name was repeated around the compartment.

“Hmmm! Rinku! Naam bhi kuttiya jaisa hai!” Said the man who was still holding my blouse.
“Arre! Kitna pasina aa raha hai Rinku ko!” He said mockingly & squeezed my naked shoulders.

Oohs & Aaahs were heard as he touched my bare skin.

He squeezed my naked flesh till I closed my eyes in shame.

As soon as I closed my eyes he grabbed my bra straps. In one motion he pulled down my bra & blouse revealing my firm boobs & dark brown nipples.

“No…no! I screamed in vain.

I covered my nipples with my hands as he reached below my breasts & tore away my blouse. He reached behind me & unhooked my bra & tossed it away. I saw it being caught by someone who immediately began sucking & biting on one of the cups. I was horrified at the sight.

As I stood covering my boobs with my hands, the man caught hold of my sari & began pulling it off. I was forced to turn round & round as he stripped off my sari. I closed my eyes unable to bear the shame of being stripped naked in front of so many.
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He grabbed my petticoat & ripped it off in strips.

“Nahi…nahi nahi!” I was sobbing, crying & screaming all at once.

Men were whistling & yelling as he put his palms behind on my bums & caressed them. Suddenly he pressed my bums harder & pulled me towards him. His lips clasped on to my mouth smothering my screams. His tongue probed my mouth & his teeth bit on my lips.

The man kissing me had moved his hands on to my bare naked back & was squeezing it. Suddenly another man pushed his way to my side & groped my breast. He pulled down my panties & began kissing my neck & cheeks form behind.

I was writhing in shame & pain as these unknown men groped & felt me all over. The worst part was there almost another 500 men waiting to do the same.

But the real horror was about to begin as my panties were torn away at my knees. I was stark naked except for the ornaments that I had worn for the wedding.

“Puri nangi karo Rinku ko!” Someone screamed & both the men fondling my naked body stopped & roughly pulled away all of my ornaments. My bangles, necklaces & earrings were plucked out & flung into the yelling throng of men. My waistband was stuck so they turned me around so that I was facing the window. Somebody began spanking my naked butt as the two struggled to unhook the band. I yelped at every hit. One of the men was caressing my thigh as he fidgeted with the waistband.

The train was slowing at another station. I had lost track of where we had reached.
The train stopped. For a while there was chaos as people shoved & pushed & ran around to board. Then suddenly a face looked right in the window which I was facing. The person stared at me in shock & peered even closer to the window. I also bent forward & said “please help me! Bachao mujhe! Meri izzat loot rahe hai ye log. Mujh pe balatkar ho raha hai! I am being raped!”

The face stared intently. I followed his gaze & realized that he was staring at my naked dangling breasts. I lost all hope as he excitedly told his friends “Andhar nangi ladki chudwa rahi hai! Chaal isi compartment me ghus ja!” He & his friends ran towards the door to my compartment.

I was still being spanked on my butt when all of a sudden one of the men exclaimed “Ho gaya!” I turned to see & saw him pocket my costly gold waistband. The other man bent lower down & pulled at my ankles trying to remove my heels.

Suddenly he froze. My eyes locked into his & I saw the look of naked lust in his eyes. I realized what had happened. I was bent forward towards the window with my hands on the grills. My butt was facing the men. My legs were spread out as he was trying to remove my heels. I was in the classical doggy pose & he was bent slightly over my back reaching for my ankle.

He grinned at me & grabbed my thighs & pushed inwards towards me. My face was pressed against the bars of the window.

“No…No…nooo!” I began screaming in fear of impending disaster.

He pulled out his erect cock & without wasting a second hammered it into my bone dry asshole.

“aaaaaaaaaaaa… hhhhhhhhhhh!” My scream must have echoed throughout the train. He withdrew & plunged in again.

“aaaaaaahh! Aaaaaaoowwww! Aaaaaahhh!” I was screaming continuously as he pounded my ass with his cock.

He grabbed my hair & pulled my head back towards him. He kissed my cheek & growled “Aur chilla Rinku kuttiya! Jor se chilla!

He kept holding on to my hair as he butt ****ed me.

“Bhadvi! Kya tight gand hai! He screamed as he ****ed my ass harder.

I was clinging tightly to the window grill with my thighs wrapped around his waist.

Every time he thrust in, my silky hair slipped from his grasp. Then He would clutch another hand full of my hair & drag my head back till the next thrust.

Then after what seemed an eternity he started ****ing me in short hard thrusts. I knew he was reaching climax.

I hated the thought of his sperm inside my body. But I knew even worse was to come when so many would breed me with their sperm in my pussy.

He had stopped thrusting & was arching backwards when I felt his cock roughly pop out of my ravaged asshole. I felt his warm sperm splash onto my bums & on my naked thighs. I turned to see why he had been so considerate as not to have ejaculated inside me & was shocked to see that two men had pulled him & thrown him on a seat to get at me.

“Ab hamari baari hai!” One of them screamed. I had collapsed on to my knees & looked at the men who had by now removed their cocks from inside their trousers.

All the faces seemed to blur into one another. Then I saw a familiar face staring back at me.

But before I could say a word I was lifted & flung onto a seat on my back.

One man mounted me from the top & pushed my knees towards my boobs. The other man put his bent knee next to the backrest & sat almost on my neck. I choked & spluttered but he pulled my hair so hard that I had to open my mouth with a pain filled moan. Instantly his cock was thrust into my open mouth. I looked at him. His eyes were half closed, his head was tossed backwards & he seemed to be living his fantasy. At my cost. I decided to fight back & tired to viciously bite his cock. But just as I was about to clamp onto his cock the man who had mounted on top of me banged in his cock in my tight pussy.
Instead of closing my mouth I was forced to open it wider in a shriek of unbearable pain. The man ****ing my mouth seemed to love it & he pulled harder on my hair & began slapping me. I screamed. The more I screamed the more he hit me. Meanwhile I felt my pussy being ****ed in long hard strokes. Whoever was ****ing me was very strong. His cock was penetrating deep inside me making me raise my back in agony. This actually served to give more pleasure to the man ****ing my mouth. As every deep thrust in my pussy forced a muffled scream from me. My tongue would move upwards & wrap around the penis in my mouth.

As I stared ashamedly at the look of utter satisfaction on the face of the man with his cock in my mouth. I felt a harder thrust in my pussy & felt the hotness of sperm spread inside me. I felt him hold & then spray his second load. The first man amongst the crowd had bred me; surely there were more.
As soon as the man ejaculated he pulled out his cock & said “Kya tight **** hai teri, Rinku! Maja aa gaya! Tuhje bhi maja aay hoga na?” As he was saying it he sat on the opposite seat & kept looking at me being ****ed in the mouth.

Other men had by then rushed towards my naked pussy & were fighting to mount me.
Suddenly the cock in my mouth stiffened & shuddered. I tried to remove it from my mouth but he held onto my hair & thrust in deeper almost reaching my throat & making me gag. He half removed his cock & dumped his sperms inside my mouth. He just kept cumming. It flooded my mouth & dripped out from the corners of my lips. He slipped backwards & rested his dangling cock in between my cleavage. He held my mouth shut & said “Swallow it, Rinku! Swallow it, darling!” I struggled but to no avail. He watched me closely until I gulped his warm fluid. Tears trickled down my cheeks as he tugged at my hair & wiped his cock clean with it. He pushed my cum covered hair in my mouth & said “Chaat saali, saaf kar isko! Auro ko bhi maja lena hai!” I spat at him & he laughed as most of my spit landed on my own boobs.
He got off my breast & three other rushed in fighting amongst themselves.

I was ****ed in my pussy my two more men in quick succession. Both dumped their loads inside my twat. While my mouth was ravaged by just one man who took a long time tit ****ing me & then made me suck his cock. He sprayed his sperms in my mouth & all over my face.

As the two men got off my body others jostled to replace them..

I was left untouched as men fought between them to **** me.

I was thankful for the respite when a familiar voice spoke “Kya ****iyagiri kar rahe ho! Itni mast maal ko main yahan free mein chudane lekar aaya aur tum ****iye apas me jhagad kar time waste kar rahe ho!”
Many of the men turned to look at who had spoken. I looked as Mohit stood up & walked over towards the seat where I lay naked.

“Abhi se ye free ki chudai khatam!” He said.

“Kaun rokega hame, tu? Akele?” Asked a swarthy man. He moved closer to me & laid his dark brown hand on my milky thigh.

I lay still feeling worse than the cheapest prostitute.

“Dekho yaar! Bahut se logon ne is rand ko chudte dekha hoga har station pe. Kisi ne bhi agar police ko bol diya to sabki waat lag jayegi. Is ke liye ye faltu ki ladai chodo aur asli kaam karo!” Said Mohit.

“Aur ek baat. Agar sabhi iski **** aur gaand phadenge to ye to saali mar jayegi. Iske liye ek rate fix karte hai aur usi hisaab se sab isko chodenge! Ok?” Mohit looked all around grinning.

“Rate bol?” The swarthy looking man asked.

I stared at Mohit with unconcealed hatred. He was selling me to this crowd. He was pimping for me!
“Rinku ki **** ka rate 500! Rinku ki gaand ka rate 300! Aur Rinku se lund chooswane ka rate sirf 1!” He laughed along with the rest of the crowd.

“3 lines me kahde ho jao!” He ordered.

I watched as lines formed as per the rates for ****ing my body.

The swarthy man was stroking the inside of my thigh & wanted to kick him hard in his balls. But my body was responding after the pounding it had taken. I was watching how many were lining up to ravage my pussy & ass. I was shocked to see that even though most of the men were waving a 1 buck coin quite a few were lining up for my pussy & ass.

I counted almost 60 men lining up for my pussy while another 50 were in the line for my asshole. There were almost 400 men lining up for a blowjob.

Mohit was actually taking the money from the first in line when the man stroking my thigh said “Abe bhadve ye le 801 aur ye rakh le 200 tip! Pehle main Rinku ko baraber se chodunga phir teri line shuru hogi! Samjha?” Mohit nodded & the other men also seemed a bit scared of this arrogant man.
He removed his shirt & put it on rack above. He was dark & had a big pot belly & had a lot of body hair.

He was chewing paan which he spat out of the window.

He pushed me off the seat roughly. I fell on the floor. He towered over me grinning like a demon & dropped his pants & underpants. In spite of the condition I was in my eyes widened at the sight of his cock. It was almost 12 inches long & more than 5 inches thick. It looked like it had been transplanted from some horse rather than being a human penis.

I shuddered at the thought of getting raped by such a cock.

He pulled out a couple of bottles of water from his bag & ordered me “Rinku, khadi ho ja chinal!”
I obeyed without a whimper.

He pinched my mouth open & poured water into it & said “Muh dho le!” I nodded rinsed my mouth & drank some. He took the bottle & poured water on my head & on my boobs. I wiped the traces of cum from my body as best as I could with such little water.

He poured some more water on my hair & then said “leet ja Rinku! Abhi tuhje samhajega mard se chudwane me kay maja hai!”

I obeyed just like a prostitute would have.

I pushed my wet hair behind & lay down on the floor.

He smiled at me & lay down heavily on top of me.
I gasped as his weight took away my breath. He ran his fingers through my wet hair & began kissing me all over. He was very gentle as he kissed & nibbled on my lips, nipples & around my crotch. He fingered my pussy & asshole. I moaned as I was being turned on by his gentle caressing. I was ashamed at being turned on by my rapist & that too in front of such a huge crowd. I quickly tried to locate Mohit but he was lost in the crowd which was watching me writhe & wriggle shamelessly.
The man cupped his hands around my boobs & fondled them. He was so gentle I never realized when he had lifted my legs & placed them above his huge shoulders. He was still teasing my lips with his tongue & his fingers were probing gently into my ass when I closed my eyes & moaned in an oncoming orgasm. I felt his move a bit above me but the pleasant sensations in my body had lulled me into relaxing my guard.

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“Ummmmm!” I was moaning one second & then “aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrg hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I screamed as he shoved all of his 12 inches deep into my pussy in one thrust. My eyes blurred with intense pain & I screamed again as he removed his cock completely. He waited till I finished screaming & immediately thrust in his cock again. He did that for almost 10 minutes & I was feeling faint with pain. Once again he withdrew his shaft completely & I braced for the pain. I closed my eyes shut tight & waited. I felt his breath on my face & knew he was waiting as before. I felt his lips brush my lips & his tongue enter my mouth. I opened my eyes & saw his evil smile on his face & his eyes were locked onto mine. I did not have time to prepare for the pain.> “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa oooooooooooo… aa….aa…aaa. .a!” I screamed as he thrust. But his penis was not aimed at my pussy it was rammed into my already ravaged asshole. Deeper & deeper he thrust till I was twitching in agony. He removed his cock roughly & I whimpered again. Without pausing he banged his cock deep inside my ass. I don’t know whether I screamed or not but the last thing I remember is his dark face above mine his fat lips sucking my lips & unbearable pain in my ass & pussy.
I fainted. I don’t know for how long he ****ed me nor do I know how many others ****ed me in all my holes.
I kept regaining & losing consciousness. Every time I opened my eyes I saw a different man with his cock in my mouth & I felt cocks hammering away in my pussy & asshole.
In one of my conscious moments I found that I was sitting on top of a man with his cock shoved into my pussy. Another man had bent me forward & was ****ing my ass while a third man was pulling my hair backwards & ****ing me in my mouth.
I flitted in & out of consciousness. The last few times I regained consciousness I was kneeling & two or three men were forcing their cocks in my mouth & then ejaculating all over my face, hair & boobs.
My whole body was covered in a sticky white paste. Around my knees the slime dripped down into a puddle which was dark pink because of the blood flowing from my pussy & ass.
My mouth was hurting & I had trouble closing it.
The last thing I remember is Mohit standing in front of me counting money & the dark swarthy man sitting in a seat & stroking his 12 inch long cock.
I don’t know after how much time I came back to consciousness. My knees were folded against my body & I seemed to have fallen face first into the slimy mess on the floor. My sticky wet hair was covering my face & thus hiding it from view.
The train was at a standstill & everything was dark outside. I guessed we were in the yard. I looked through my hair & saw Mohit & the dark man were still sitting in the row of seats opposite to where I lay. “Saali Rinku bahut chudi aaj! Kam se kam challis laudon ne choda hoga iski **** ko! Gaand mari who alag aur milkshake pilaya aur nehlaya 400 – 500 bandon ne who alag! Guiness book walaon ko bolna chaiye tha!” Said Mohit.
“Chodne ke liye ya record likhne ke liye?” The man asked & they both laughed heartily. “Rink stamina bahut accha hai. Aur koi rand hoti to ab tak mar mara jaati thi!” The man said. The man removed his wallet & handed a card to Mohit & said “ye le mera card, Rinku theek hone pe usko weekend ke liye mere pass bhej de! Don’t worry, rate dhang se fix kar lenge!”
I expected Mohit to refuse but I was shocked to hear him say “Ahbi leke jao chaiye toh!” The man laughed & said “Nahin yaar! Aaj teen baar to le chuka usko. Aaj ke liye bus ho gaya! Uske bare mein bhi soch saale! Ek hafta rest de usko, phir nehla dhula kar bhej de mere paas! Ok?”
Mohit nodded & pocketed the card. I moaned involuntarily & they both looked at me.
They both got up & the man said “Chalo, main chalta hoon! Rinku ko bol ke who top ki rand hai!” He walked towards the door & stopped & asked “Mohit?”
“Kya hua?” Mohit said. “Ek baat baata mujhe? Rink uteri lagti kya hai?” He asked Mohit. “Ek chinal kisi ki kya lagegi? Who randi hai aur main uska bhadva!” Answered Mohit.

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This story about my first night with my husband..... My parents arranged this marriage...... His name was Remesh..... Remesh was a normal guy..... He lived with his parents and had lots of money..... He had written plus2 and that was it...... I had gone to college..... My parents didn’t tell me about him very much...... I didn’t want a person like this but my parents forced me to marry him...... So after the wedding function, Came the FIRST NIGHT..... I was wearing a kerala sari and a sexy little bra and panties inside...... U see I was a little modern…. I was a virgin, but I knew all about sex since I had gone to college...... So my mother in law and some relatives gave me a glass of milk and send me to the mani arra...... I opened the door and I saw Remesh sitting in the bed.......
The bed was decorated with flowers...... He was wearing a traditional mudu...... I looked at him and he smiled, but I think he was a little nervous...... He asked me to sit down beside him...... He then took the glass from my hands touched my hands slightly..... He drank half of the milk and gave the rest to me, I drank the milk and he took the glass and kept it on the table.
The light in the room had been dimmed..... After a little bit of talking, he put his arm around my shoulder...... He asked me if I was sleepy...... I nodded indicating that I was not sleepy.....He then kissed me on my cheeks....... I liked it very much, this was my first kiss from a man...... He then kissed slightly on my lips...... It was heaven...... He then gave me very big kiss, he touched my teeth with his tongue.
I rubbed my tongue with his and we kissed passionately..... After some time, he laid me on the bed..... He then gave me kisses and the placed his hand on my breast, because of the sari he couldn’t grab it right...... I loved it, I gave me a shiver...... We both kissed again and again with our tongues dancing with each other...... He sucked on my tongue and drank my saliva.
He then moved the sari so he could hold my breasts...... He squished my breast Ahhhh I let out a cry in pleasure..... He liked that so he did it again…He then kissed on my neck and gave me kisses on my cleavage..... Then with on hand he started removing the hooks of my blouse.....After each hook he gave kiss on my breast........ Now he had done all the hooks and opened my blouse, he saw my luscious breasts inside my bra......
I was wearing a white laced wedding bra, u can see my nipples through the bra....... He pressed on my breasts ...Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhh I gave out cries of pleasure............... He then put on leg on me and while kissing me he smoothly turned me over.............. So now I was on him, he was beneath me............. We kissed for some time............... He then moving his hands on my back, unhooked my bra.........He ran his hand on my bare back.......... He took hold of my hips and squeezed my hips with his big hands….
He then turned me over and took my bra off….... My beautiful breasts were in the open….... I was a little shy and covered my breasts with my hand............. He kneeled over my body and took his shirt off and grabbed my hand and kept It on his back......... He had a great body....... He started kissing my breasts and took my right nipple inside..... his mouth and sucked on it ..........Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, I was in heaven.
He squeezed my left breast with his hand and and sucked my right nipple........... I just ran my hands through his hair and back............ After some time he suked my left nipple…..After a little while he kissed my bellybutton and he kissed my lips...... He then took his right hand and grabbed my sari folding, he then pulled the sari folding out........... He pushed the sari down to my thighs and he the turned me over, now I was on him.
He then in a smooth movement, with his both hands over my back and grabbed my ass........... He squeezed me ass a little bit and pushed my sari down.......... With his legs he took the rest of the sari down...... Now I was only wearing my underskirt..... I could feel his big erected penis through his underwear on my under belly…
We kissed very passionately and his hands squeezed my ass........ After a little while he un tied my underskirt and I lifted myself a little so he could get the underskirt off...... I was wearing a little white panty, It was a bit like a thong...... He squeezed my juicy ass and he turned me over....Now he could see my pussy through the panties because it was a see through panty.
He then with his hand pressed on my crotch, ahhhhhhhhh........... I moaned........ It gave me such pleasures….. Then he took my hands and placed it on his underwear I could feel his erect Big and thick cock but I was shy and took my hands off.... He then grabbed my breast with one hand and took my hand inside his underwear, and with my hand he grabbed his cock…
It was my first time touching a man’s cock..... He then pressed down on my panties and I suddenly squeezed his cock.... He then put his lips on my panty and gave a kiss on my panties....now I was rubbing his cock and I removed his underwear, he was totally naked..... He then with his hands slowly pulled down my panties..... I was very shy and kept my hands on my pussy..... So he gave me a kiss and went down to my pussy..... I had shaved my pussy.
He grabbed my hands and took my hands off the pussy and pined me down on the bed and he was on top of me..... With his finger he touched my pussy and rubbed my clit, I was in heaven I moaned ...Ahhhhhhhh ....mmmmmm ....AHHHHHH……achhhhhh.... He played there a little bit and he went down and kissed my pussy….. It was very pleasurable........... He licked my wet pussy for some time.
I arched my backing in pleasure…... and I after some time I had my first orgasm. It was wonderful I moaned........... ahhhhhhhhh……….After that he kissed me for some time and I rubbed his cock and he sucked my breasts...... After that he took a small pillow and placed it under my ass..... Then he spread my legs..... I spread my legs as possible..... Then he licked my pussy a little bit, and now I was wet.... The kneeled in front of my pussy and held his cock in position.
He rubbed his cock on my pussy lips..... And after a little bit he suddenly in one move he thrusted his erected cock in my pussy.............I cried with pain AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I I feel unable to adjust that Big and thich cock about 8" in first time.....slowely slowely with powerful stocks he enterd his cock fully . the tears comes from my eyes ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The pain is unbearable.....after some time..... He kept his penis in side ....for some time and slowly pulled it out….. There was a blood coming from my vagina.... He then gave me a kiss.... and slowly pushed his cock back in ...ahhhhhhhhhhhh…. Then he started pushing and pulling slowly.
After some time.....The pain goes and I was in heaven…. He grabbed my hips and started moving my hips..... He increased the speed little by little… I moaned.... ahhhhhhhh.... ummmmm……ahhhhhh.... I arched my back in pleasure moved with the rhythm.....He was also moaning ......ahhhhh...... After a while we started moving fast…... he thrusted me with his penis…..... Then I had my orgasm, it was very big.....
I cried.... ahhhhhhh.... mmmmmmm ....ahhhhhhhh…… my body started shivering and my heart beet became fast….... Then he also had his Hot....orgasm… he moaned and let his milk come out in to my pussy….. Then we both laid there kissing and hugging…… We had sex many times that night...........................................

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Jatin pushed the door open with his foot awkwardly and entered his house. Both his hands were occupied; he was carrying with a large plastic bag of disposable diapers in one hand and two bags of groceries precariously balanced in other arm. Jatin set the packages on the kitchen table.

"Mom?" No answer.

He looked in her bedroom, and saw his mother cradling his baby brother. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Babbal kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. Under protest he went back to bed while Babbal still wailed. He thought he would have trouble going to sleep but he must have gone out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Jatin stood there for a moment in the soft light of the bedroom. His mom must be exhausted - she was still awake with Babbal went he got up this morning to go to school. She was a strong person, someone who had more than her shares of hardships in life but someone who rarely complained. She was still a young woman, only 32, and still young to be hopeful that happiness could still be found in her life. With her sparkling eyes, and good figure men found her attractive. She had no trouble finding suitors, but she always managed to end up with the wrong guy.

He watched his mom as she dozed. She was beautiful even without makeup and with mussed hair, and beautiful even wearing an old yellow-print sun dress. Jatin noticed that the buttons in front of her dress were undone and a large wet pink nipple was protruding. Jatin felt a sudden flash of shame and looked quickly away. She had been trying to unsuccessfully to breast feed Babbal again. Contrary to popular opinion it is not at all uncommon for babies to have difficulties breast feeding. Dr. Pawar explained to Mom that many factors may be to blame including the mother's diet and level of stress. Fortunately, almost all babies who have trouble breast feeding have no problem feeding from a bottle. Mom was heartbroken, feeling like a failure as a mother. Babbal was doing fine with formula but Mom kept trying to get him to nurse.

Jatin secretly found the idea of breast feeding exciting. Since puberty he had the usual teen-aged boy's fascination with breasts. At 18 his sexual experiences were confined to some groping in the backseat of his car where a few times he had managed to slip his hand into Sania bra and feel the softness underneath. When he attempted to remove her bra she had protested, and the mood was broken. Sania was a little on the chubby-side but had a healthy bust line that sent tongues wagging throughout high school. Sania was nothing compared to Jatin's own mother, however. His mom had had a slender frame with large, heavy breasts. Secretly, Jatin had looked through the laundry to find one of his mother's bras. Feeling both ashamed and excited Jatin read the faded tag on his mother's bras - 38C. Hoping his mother would not notice, Jatin hid the bra under the frame of his bed from which he would sometimes take it out to study when alone. Jatin, in his readings on his favorite subject, learned that a women's breasts could increase up to two cup sizes during pregnancy; and, sure enough, the new nursing bra his mother had purchased was an incredible 38DD. Jatin had wondered why size DD was used instead of E, but he decided that this was yet another of the many mystery's privy only to women and unknowable by men.


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At the time of her pregnancy Mom's boyfriend Vinod was living with them. Vinod was a crude man who would periodically come home drunk and angry at the world. When Vinod came home late one night he slapped Mom hard across the face because dinner was cold. Jatin tried to intervene, but the bigger man threw him across the room.

"Please, Vinod, leave Jatin alone." His mother screamed. Jatin felt dizzy and hurt but he got managed to get back on his feet. He started toward Vinod again.

"Jatin, please." his mother pleaded.

Vinod ignored Jatin, and pulled Mom toward the bedroom roughly by the arm. His mother looked toward Jatin with a look of resignation.

"I'll be OK, Jatin. Please stay out of it.", she whispered to him painfully as Vinod pulled her.

Bill slammed the bedroom door behind them, leaving Jatin standing outside feeling impotent and weak. Their voices through the door were angry and loud at first. After a few minutes the voices were softer, and Jatin could hear the familiar rhythmic creaking of his mother's mattress.

**

A few months later Mom had discovered that she was pregnant. Vinod acted happy and said they would now get married; but he didn't come home the next evening. Mom tried repeatedly to call Vinod at work, but Vinod just hung up on Mom when he heard Mom's voice. Mom was, of course, broken-hearted. She had dealt with men running out on her before, but this time she was pregnant. Jatin's own father had also left shortly after Jatin was born but at least he and Mom had been married. Mom broke down and sobbed in Jatin's arms. Jatin told his Mom not to worry.

They didn't need anyone else. He would be the man of house. And Jatin did help take care of his Mom. He took over cleaning the house and doing the grocery shopping, and even had gotten a part-time job at the local fast-food joint to help supplement their income. When his Mom enrolled in at the local hospital, Jatin volunteered to be his mom's coach but Mom's younger sister, Aunt Jigyasa, said it wasn't proper and took his place as coach.

Some women look overwrought when pregnant, showing the weight of the demands pregnancy places on their bodies. Other women bloom like flowers, glowing with the radiance of the life growing within them. Mom was in the latter category. Her face was positively beaming with the promise of life, and her slender figure blossomed into Rubenesque proportions with Mom's already large breasts became heavier and fuller.

At the time of delivery in hospital he was forced to stay outside in the Waiting Room while Aunt Jigyasa with Mom in the delivery room. He was overjoyed the nurse announced that he now had a healthy baby brother, 9 pounds 7 ounces. The nurse led him into the hospital room where his mother laid dreamily in the bed holding the little baby. He kissed Mom on the forehead and held his sleepy baby brother cautiously.

"Meet your new baby brother, Babbal." she announced proudly.

His mom unbuttoned the top few buttons her nightgown. Casually, she reached in, and an enormous white breast capped with a glistening pink nipple flopped out.

"Uhhh, Mom. Do you want me to leave?" he said nervously.

He averted his eyes quickly, but he kept finding his eyes drawn back where he would steal quick peeks of his mother's bare breast. He rarely saw his mother's breasts except for quick glances when she would lean over in a low-cut nightgown. He was actually shocked - and excited - at his mother's sudden casual display of nudity in front of him.

"Don't be silly, Jatin. I'm going to try to get Babbal to nurse."

She took Babbal to her nipple. Babbal mouth was against the nipple but he didn't suck. She lifted her heavy breast to position it better, and a thin white liquid squirted in the air from the top of his mom's nipple. Jatin was fascinated.

"I hope he's hungry - I've been uncomfortable lately since I started lactating." Jatin just nodded nervously and tried to look away. She tried to coax little Babbal to nurse, but he just looked bewildered with his unfocused eyes. At one point some of the drippings of Mom's milk got on Babbal's lips but he still didn't get the hint.

"He's probably still tired. I try later."

She put Babbal back into the hospital bassinet where he immediately fell asleep.

"The doctor says I should be ready to go home the day after tomorrow." She held Jatin's hand warmly.

"Thanks, Jatin, for all the help you've given me. I know that this hasn't been the best of times for you."

"It hasn't been the best of times for you either Mom, but I'll always be there for you, Mom." he said tenderly.

"Jatin!" she was smiling mischievously, "you're staring at me!", Jatin looked away ashamed from his Mom's bare breast. Mom pushed her exposed breast safely back into the folds of her nightgown.

"Don't be embarrassed, Jatin.", she said warmly as she unhurriedly re-buttoned her nightgown. "I certainly know from personal experience about the fascination of teen-aged boys with breasts", she laughed. He was hot with embarrassment but his mother held his hand re-assuringly.

"Breast feeding is the most natural thing in the world. Please don't be embarrassed when I'm nursing Bobby, OK?" "OK, Mom." He hung his head down. He crossed his legs slightly to hide his erection, and prayed to God that she didn't see that!

**

She woke up, smiling when she saw him standing over her.

"Rough day, eh, Mom?"

She rubbed her eyes. "Yeah. He didn't calm down until after you left this morning. I tried again to get him to nurse but I had no luck." she said sadly.

He took Babbal from her and placed him in his cradle in the nursery. He wrapped him tight in the knit blanket Aunt Jigyasa had made. Mom was still sitting in the chair when he returned, trying to shake the sleep from her eyes. He noticed that her dress was still unbuttoned and his mother's bare breast was still hanging out. He could see that it was heavy with milk. Since he moved the baby he now noticed that the front of her dress was soaked. She was lactating heavily.

She looked down at herself. "God, I'm a mess." She lifted the front of her dress slightly, which opened the unbuttoned portion of her dress further, exposing the white nursing bra underneath. She lifted the breast that was exposed to close the cup flap of the nursing bra, and her nipple shoot a white spray of warm milk that landed on Jatin's shirt.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Jatin." She closed the flap on her nursing bra, securely tucking away her breast.

"Uh, that's OK, Mom." He felt the warm wetness of her milk against his chest as it soaked through his shirt. It was a not unpleasant sensation.

"Excuse me, Jatin, while I clean up.", his mom said as she finally got up from the chair.

"Sure, Mom." he left the room, closing the door behind him.

He checked on Babbal who was still fast asleep. Poor little guy must have exhausted himself. He, then, put the groceries and was deciding what to fix for dinner when his mother suddenly called for him from the bedroom.

He opened his Mom's bedroom door. He was surprised to see his mother half- naked sitting on her bed. Her wet sun dress was laying crumbled in a ball on the floor. His mother was dressed only in panties and nursing brassiere. The flaps on each cup of the bra were open, exposing his mother's heavy, swollen breasts. The nipples were bright red and engorged, and dripping with milk. Her figure since the pregnancy was softly padded voluptuous curves instead of the trim figure she had had previously. In spite of himself Jatin grew immediately hard with the cock throbbing almost painfully.

"Jatin, the pump isn't working." She said desperately. She didn't appear to be aware of her nakedness in front of him - or the effect it was having on him.

The pump was an electric pump that she had rented from the hospital to pump the milk from his mom's breasts when they became painfully engorged. Since Mom couldn't get Babbal to nurse, she had to use the pump every few hours to relieve the pressure. He never actually saw her use it since she would always use it in private with her door closed. Since his Mom had no problem exposing her breasts in front of him to try and nurse Babbal, he suspected the real reason for her modesty about the pump was that the pump represented her failure to breast feed.

He looked over the pump. The electric connections at least visually seemed to be good. He pressed lightly on a few mechanical pieces, but he saw no problem.

He flicked on the switch. Nothing happened.

He felt around the moist cup of the machine. "Mom, maybe you have to ... stick it in to activate it." His mom lifted her heavy breast and gently pushed her left breast inside in pump's cup. Since his hand was still touching the outside cup of the cup, looking for a microswitch of some kind, his mom's breast rested lightly against his index finger. It felt warm and full. He was too scared and too excited to move his hand, but she said nothing. He flicked the switch with his other hand. Nothing. It seemed like an electrical problem and he tugged slightly on the electric connections again and flicked the switch one more time. Nothing.

"I can't get it, Mom. Maybe we can take it back to the hospital for another."


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"They're closed now, Jack. Their rental office is only open 9-5." She pulled herself out of the pump, brushing against his index finger as she did. She started to cry.

"Jatin, I'm a failure as a mother. You shouldn't have to take care of me."

"I want to, Mom." he interrupted.

"I can't even nurse my own baby. I can't do anything right." she sobbed.

"Dr. Pawar ..." he tried to say.

"I know what Dr. Pawar said, Jatin, but I still feel like a failure. I even have to use this damn machine to pump myself out, and even that's not working!"

"Mom, don't cry." He hugged her and felt his mom's bare breasts pressed heavily against his chest. Immediately, he backed away.

"Jatin, they hurt!" she said desperately cupping her breasts.

"Maybe, we should call Dr. Pawar's office, Mom."

She looked at him questioningly.

"What, Mom?"

"Jatin... I nursed you when you were a baby. You didn't have any problems. I nursed you until you were nine months old."

"Mom, what are you saying?"

"Jatin, if you don't want to do this its OK, I'll understand." she looked at him pleadingly.

"Jatin, would it be so wrong if I asked you to ... suck out my milk." Suck out her milk? His heart was racing.

"Jatin, you're still my son just like Babbal. Please nurse me." His cock was painfully hard now and his mouth felt dry.

"Please, Jatin. Do this for me."

"Uh, yeah, M-mom." he stuttered.

"How are we going to do ... do this?" he asked nervously.

She crawled up further on the bed and sat up with her back against the bed frame. The was a fantasy of Jatin's secret-most dreams. Settle down. That's your mother there, he thought. She only wants you to do what the pump is supposed to do. Nothing more.

"Come here, Baby." his mother said lovingly.

He looked at his mom waiting for him on the bed on the looking like every man's innermost fantasy. He didn't think of the nursing bra as something sexy before but now he realized that it could have been something out of porn movie. It supported the heavy weight of his mother's breasts, lifting them high as if putting them on display. With the cup flaps open, exposing only the front of his mom's breasts, the bra actually accentuated their nakedness.

Dreamily, he climbed up on the bed to his mother. She pulled him to her. Her nipple was bright red and glistened with the milk that was leaking out. She held him by the back of the head, gently bringing him to her breast. A hard nipple brushed against his lips and released more fluid. He opened his mouth instinctively and took in the nipple. It tasted sweet from the milk. He reached under and cupped the breast. It was heavy with milk. He tentatively sucked, and was surprised at the gush of milk that suddenly filled his mouth. His mother's milk was like cow's milk except it was thinner and sweeter. He savored the warm milk. The milk started to overflow his mouth and drip down his chin onto his chest. He swallowed his mother's milk to stop to overflow, and discovered that that action caused even more milk to flow from his mother's teat. He sucked harder, drinking deep from the fluid of life. As he drained more milk from mother's breast he could feel the swelling of her breast slowly diminishing. Her body started relaxing as he relieved the painful pressure. While he sucked, the other nipple brushed against the side of his face, causing milk to drip down his cheek.

"That's it, Jatin. You're doing fine." She kissed the top of his head and ran her fingers playfully through his hair.

He sucked hungrily at his mom's breast, and greedily swallowed the milk with loud gulps. He held on tightly with both hands to the soft abundance of her breast. Jack knew that this was all he ever needed. As he sucked at his mother's tit he knew all other experiences in his life would pale compared to this. He could feel his mother's body start to stir with excitement. She pressed his head firmly to his breast and started spreading her legs.

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"Oh, Jatin." She started moaning. He continued to suck hard until the flow drained to a tinkle. Without even thinking or looking his mouth found his mother's other nipple. A fresh gush of milk filled his mouth. His mother's legs were now wrapped around Jatin's knee.

"Come on, Jatin." she moaned softly. Jatin's cock was throbbing. Unconsciously he started rubbing it against his mother's thigh through his trousers. He found a rhythm, and continued to suck deeply at his mother's nipple. Jatin decided to test the nipple with his tongue as he sucked. When his tongue lightly touched her nipple he felt the electricity go through his mother's body. He played with the nipple as he continued to suck, and his mother's body started quaking. He could feel her wetness even through her panties and his trousers as his mom ground her crouch against his knee.

"Oh, baby..." she now moaned loudly.

Her breast was almost completely drained. Jatin continued to suck the last of the milk as he teased his nipple with his tongue.

"Oh ... oh ... oh!" His mother's body was jack-knifing now as she moaned.

Jatin felt faint as he ejaculated in violent spasms in his pants. They both laid there silently. Jatin's lips where still on his mother's breast but he had stopped sucking.

"Jatin?" He was almost asleep. "Jatin?"

"Uh." He laid there almost catatonic against the warmth of his mother's body.

"Jatin, I think its time we got up." she said in a soft voice. Jatin forced himself to sit up. He looked at his mom and felt embarrassed and guilty. But she only smiled back sweetly at him. Her mother's breasts were wet with milk as was the rest of her front. He was a mess himself, with milk on his mouth and dripping down his chin to his shirt, which was completely soaked through with his mother's milk.

"Thanks, Sweetie. I don't know what I would do without you." He felt his mother's breasts brush against him as she kissed him on the cheek. Jatin was dazed. His head felt like it was full of cotton. Had this just taken place? He felt like he was dreaming. Did his mother really come? He didn't have enough experience to judge such things. He had certainly come. He felt the wetness at his groin. Did she know?

"Jatin, can you give me some privacy while I clean up?"

"Uh, sure, Mom." said slowly. He lifted himself awkwardly off the bed.

"And clean yourself, too". He looked backed at his mother still sitting half- naked on the bed. She gave him a wink, which made tingles travel down his spine.

He closed his mother's door behind him; and now felt very alone and confused.

Jatin checked on Babbal who still sound asleep. He fixed some hamburgers and tried to keep himself busy so he did not have to think about what had just taken place. Had it really happened? The bedroom door creaked open. His mom emerged dressed in a frilly white robe.

"Uh, hi Mom.", he said nervously.

"Ouch!" He burned his hand on the stove.

His mother ran to him. "Are you all right, Jatin?" She held his hand and gave it a kiss.

"Yeah, I'm OK, Mom."

"Jatin, are you bothered by what we just did?" she asked seriously.

"Uh, I don't know, Mom." He was unsure what to say. She held each of his hands, and looked him lovingly in the eyes.

"Jatin, you did me a favor. I was suffering because the pump wasn't working." She held him by the shoulders.

"You - we - didn't do anything wrong in there, Jatin. You're my son just like Babbal is. Because you're older doesn't mean that its wrong for you but right for him." He nodded quickly.

"Look - I know you probably enjoyed it. I told you I knew about teen-aged boys and their fixations." She smiled slyly.

"And I'll confess that I enjoyed it, too. It's the way a woman's anatomy is designed so that breast feeding encourages bonding."

"Jatin, you helped me out when I desperately needed it. And the fact that we happened to both enjoy it doesn't mean it's something to be ashamed of." She gave his a motherly kiss on the forehead. He did feel better.

"Besides, we're going to have to do this later tonight when I fill up again." Despite himself he grew immediately hard.

"We have something to look forward to later." his mom added with a hint of seduction.

They ate dinner together saying little. Afterwards, Babbal woke up. The long sleep must have done him good because he was more pleasant than he normally was just waking from a nap. He was scheduled to work tonight from 8-10, so he kissed his mom and Babbal good-bye and drove off. At work he couldn't keep his mind off of his mother. He kept looking at his watch as he bagged groceries.

When work was over he left immediately rather than stopping to chat with Sania or some of his buddies. A couple of times he had to slow down after he glanced down at the speedometer and realized how fast he was driving. When he finally got home it was dark except for his mother's bedroom. He walked over to his mother's open doorway. She was sitting on the side of her bed wearing the same frilly robe. The bed was now made with the covers turned neatly down.

She smiled at him. He smiled back nervously.

"I've been waiting for you, Jatin. I'm getting sore." She stood up and removed the robe. She let it drop to the floor. Jatin was startled. Instead of the nursing bra and the plain white panties from Sears, his mom was wearing only a fancy pair of panties. The panties had the French cut with the leg of the panties sexily rising up her hip. He did not even remember seeing these panties in his secret excursions into his mother's lingerie drawer. His mom's breast were large and swollen, but still hung high by themselves. The nipples were engorged and pink, and glistened with the wetness of her milk. He stood there in awe at his mother's nakedness.
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"Oh ... Mom." He heard his voice saying. He immediately felt embarrassed and had to look away.

Seeing his embarrassment, his mother smiled.

"Don't be embarrassed, Jatin. Come to your mother." She took his hand and led Jatin to her bed. She sat up against the headboard as before and spread her legs slightly. She pulled Jatin to her and Jatin immediately began to suck. It was better this time. He knew what to do as he steadily drained his mother's boob. He felt her mother's body relax against him as he removed the pressure in her breast. He drank deep from her warm, sweet milk. With his tongue he started teasing the tip of her nipple, and as before his mother's body starting stirring under him. She wiggled against him while he sucked and played with his mom's nipple.

When the breast was drained he automatically switched to the other. A gush of warm milk shot into his mouth as soon as his mouth clamped onto the nipple. He could feel the excitement starting to build in himself and his mom. They pressed their bodies against each other. In their squirming they unconsciously - or was it deliberate - re-positioned themselves until their hips were pressed tightly together. Jatin's throbbing erection was pressed against his mother's couch through the layers of his trousers and her panties. Jatin finally drained the second breast but kept sucking hungrily at his mom's breast. She didn't seem to mind, though, because they were now pushing rhythmically against each other.

Caught up in the fever of the excitement, Jatin cautiously reached down under him to the waistband of his mother's panties. His mother quickly grabbed his hand and pulled it away. Scared he had gone too far with his mother, Jatin started pulling away from his mom, but she pushed him back onto her. She was setting her limits just like Sania did. He sucked his mother harder now and let his teeth scrape very lightly against his mom's nipple.

"Oh, Jatin - Jatin - Jatin ..." His mother's hips jerked against him. His mother's excitement caused his dam to finally burst. He bucked rhythmically against his mother and came in a shuddering climax.

"Mommm...." he heard himself moan.

They laid still for a few minutes not saying a word. He felt the warmth of his mother's body against him. Unlike last time there was not mistaking what each of them had felt this time. Jatin had never seen a woman orgasm but now had no doubt that this is what his mother had felt. He thought it pretty obvious to his mother that he had came too. Another thing was different, too; this time Jatin did not feel the shame he had felt before. He still felt somewhat unsure but he knew that this second time he and his mother had known what they were doing. The first time could have been accidental, but there was no mistaking their intend this time.

"You OK, Jatin?" He rolled off his mother.

"Yeah, Mom, I'm OK."

"It was good wasn't it, Jatin?"

"Uh, Mom, ..."

She looked at him and smiled. "It's OK to say you liked it, Jatin. We didn't do anything wrong." his mother said in a clear voice.

"Yeah, Mom, ... I liked it. I liked it a lot." he beamed. He did feel better.

He didn't want to leave but his mom told him it was time for both of them to get ready for bed - in own separate beds. Jatin stripped, cleaned himself up and put his pajamas on. He heard his Mom getting Babbal his bottle. Jatin said goodnight to his mother, and gave her a kiss on the lips that lingered for just a while longer than a kiss that a son gives his mother.

Jatin laid in bed in the dark. He masturbated earnestly. Instead of Sania or some Playmate, Jatin was now openly fantasizing about his mother. He came, pumping more semen than he had thought was still left in him. He fell in a sound sleep soon after.
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Jatin slept restlessly, tossing and turning. A kiss. Another kiss. He opened his eyes and saw his mother peering out of the darkness. He realized that his cock was hard and sticking out of his pajama pants. He quickly put himself back in, hoping Mom didn't see. Although, did it matter any more?

"Jatin, its time again." she said very somberly for something that was exciting to both of them. He sat up and held his head.

"Uh, OK, Mom." he said groggily. He looked at his digital clock and saw it was 3:15am. She stood there a minute silently.

"In my bedroom, Jatin." she finally said.

He followed his mother into the bedroom. The room was dark. She opened her robe. He could see the outline of his mother's nakedness. Was she still wearing the panties? He smelled the earthy dairy smell coming from her milk. She climbed up on the bed and Jatin followed.

He went to his mother's breast and suckled. Efficiently, he drained away the pressure and felt his mother's body start to relax against him. He teased her nipple, biting it lightly while he continued to nurse from his mother. Instinctively, his mother opened her legs further and started squirming her ass.

He pushed himself up against his mom's body. His cock slipped out again from his pajamas and pressed against the coolness of his mother's panty. He was prepared to move but his mother showed no resistance. With both hands he squeezed his mother's tit and engulfed the stream of warm milk that shot into his mouth. They were both excited now as he started dry-humping his mom.

"Jatin!" she blurted out loudly. But she must have shouted his name of excitement rather than concern that things were going too far because she made no move to stop him. He drained his mother's tit and immediately went for the other one. He clamped onto the nipple and drunk down the stream of milk. His cock, having a life of its own, pressed at his mom's inner thigh and tried to gain entrance to the dark mysteries underneath the panties by snaking its way under the leg band. He pressed and pressed by he couldn't get in!

Emboldened by his mother's writhing he very cautious reached down to the leg band where his cock was probing. Slowly, he pulled at the elastic. He was prepared to quickly withdraw his hand if his mother showed the least resistance, but she continued squirming against him as if she didn't notice. He pushed his cock into his mother's panty. The elastic pulled tight against his cock, but it was not an unpleasant sensation. The tip of his cock found the entrance to his mother's pussy. It was definitely wet, and emanated a warm from within.

He paused for a moment not sure to really wanted to go through with this step. Did he really want to do this? Was he prepared for this? He bit at her nipple while continuing to suck his mother's milk. She was moaning now and wrapped her legs around him. He wasn't sure if this was to encourage him, or whether his mother in her excitement was really oblivious to what he was doing. Jatin could not see how he could turn back at this point. He was feverish, and felt beads of perspiration on his forehead. This wasn't just his doing, or was it? He was so confused, but he knew he had to do it. He could not go on with his life not knowing, not plunging into the mysteries of his mother after having come this far.

Jatin pushed slightly, and felt himself slid into his mother's pussy like butter. It was so easy, and, yet, this was an act that would forever change his relationship with his mother. Everything they had done previously was, by and large, innocent. She needed him to suck her milk to relieve her discomfort. If they both derived pleasure from it, there was no shame. Despite the heated play, they were still acting as mother and son. Now with his single act they had crossed the line from mother and son to - lovers. He could not undo what had been done, but he was not sure he wanted to undo it.

They both paused for a minute. Now fully aware of what had been done - and what could not be undone. His mother, then, reached behind him and grabbed his buttocks. She pulled him to her, making him slid all the way inside of her. The feeling was indescribable. It was like a tight, wet, warm velvet glove was lovingly grabbing his cock.

"Oh, Jatin. Oh, my baby."

Mom's last breast was now almost drained. Jatin and his mother started slowly fucking while Jatin continued to suckle the last of her milk. He pushed his pelvis; and his cock slid effortlessly the rest of the way into his mother's warmth. His origin. His source. It felt like heaven. I should have felt dirty and perverted, but it felt so natural and wonderful to make love with this beautiful woman who gave him birth.

Tentatively he pulled out slightly and pushed back. The friction send fire into his loins. He knew his mother felt the same because he felt her return his thrusts by arching her hips. Was this fucking? In Jatin's private readings on the subject he had heard of many dysfunctions and problems regarding sex. He had thought it hopelessly complicated, but nothing could seem as natural to Jatin, then, than fucking his mother.

"Jatin..." his mom moaned. Jatin knew that she was close.

Jatin lifted his body up a bit and kissed his mother. He could feel her bare breasts pressing his chest. Milk still leaking from them was soaking his pajama shirt. His mother returned his kiss, and soon his tongue snaked its way into her mouth. Mother and son embraced and kissed deeply while their hips banged together.

Tension built in his loins, and Jatin fought for control against his own body. His mother pinched his buttocks tight as she forcefully pulled him to her.

"Mom!" he tried to shout in warning. But it was too late. He came in a violent eruption, ejaculated in waves into his mother.

"Oh, Jatin..." His mother wrapped her legs around him, and pushed her hips back and forth against him.

"Jatin ..." Her cry softening into a whimper.

Jatin could feel his mother's body relax against him. He tried to climb off his mother but she pulled him back to her. They were both silent. Jatin could feel his mother's heartbeat against him slowly climb back to normal. Eventually, he rolled off his mother and laid next to her. Both exhausted, they both fell asleep holding one another.
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The next morning the sun woke Jatin up. He was immediately disoriented. He looked around and saw he was in his mother's room. He looked over and saw his mother naked sleeping next to him. Panic set in. What had he done? What should he do?

Jatin laid there next to his mother staring at ceiling. He discovered that he too was naked - he must have removed and kicked off the rest of his pajamas during the night. He felt his mother stirring. She opened her eyes groggily and also looked disoriented. She met his eyes, and Jatin looked away guiltily.

"Morning, Jatin." she said in a flat voice.

"Morning, Mom." Jatin muttered in reply.

"Mom, ... I'm sor.." she pressed her finger to his lips.

"Don't be sorry, Jatin. I should have known it was going to come to this. It just ... felt so good. And its been too long for me, Baby." She stroked his cheek tenderly.

"It was good, Jatin. Better than I would have thought. But we can't let this happen again. It's wrong. You've done so much for me, and now I feel I've taken advantage of you."

"M-mom, you didn't ..." he started to stutter.

She cut him off. "Jatin, let's never discuss this again, please?" she said firmly. Jatin nodded in agreement.

"Now, Jatin could you please give me some privacy while I get dressed?"

Jatin got out of bed, and quickly grabbing his pajamas that were in crumbled ball next to his mothers panties. When had she taken them off? Embarrassed, Jatin clutched the pajamas to his groin, and quickly left his mother's bedroom. He closed the door behind him and put on his pajamas.

His mother, dressed in a loose white dress, came to the kitchen table carrying Babbal. They ate breakfast together mostly silent. He tried to busy himself reading the paper while his Mom held the bottle for Babbal while at the same time ate her breakfast.

Jatin looked at the clock.

"Mom, I'd better - I'll be late for school." He tried to look away as he gave his mom a quick peck on the cheek. As he was almost out the door, his mother said,

"Jatin, you're coming home at lunch time, right?" He looked back at his mother puzzled.

"You have to ...", she cupped his breast, "you know." Jatin didn't know what to say.

"Ah, sure Mom."

His mom gave him a sly look. "... unless you want to get another pump from the hospital." she added. "M-momm, I-I won't have time to stop - I'm running late." Jatin stammered. She looked back at Jatin and smiled.

"OK, you can pick up it when you want - but I'll need you."

"Yeah, Mom, sure."

In a whisper she added, "But like yesterday, Jatin - not like last night."

"Yeah ... sure."

Jatin was so confused that he muttered a good-bye to his mother and hurried out the door. In school Jatin was listless, and had trouble concentrating. He got the results back on his Chemistry exam and found gotten an "A". At least some things in his life where going all right. Sania tried to make eye contact with him during class but Jatin just returned her a forced smile and looked away. Jatin kept looking at his watch nervously.

Jatin rushed out the door as soon as the noon bell rang. He found himself speeding again, and had to make a conscious effort to slow down. Jatin was going home for his - noon feeding?

His mom was in the bedroom sitting on the bed waiting for him. As before she had the nursing bra on with the flaps pulled back to expose her swollen breasts. Unlike before, though, his mother wore no panties. She was nude - bare except for the nursing bra that only emphasized rather than concealed her nudity. She laid there inviting before him. With his eyes Jatin traced the outline of his mother's smooth legs up to her soft blond fuzz of public hair.

She looked at Jatin somewhat sheepishly and seductively at the same time. "Surprised, Jatin?" she looked at him.

"Jatin, I don't know if what we did together was right or not, but I know I don't want it to end." His mother sat up more on the bed which caused her breasts to juggle delightfully.

"I've been getting all worked up this morning just thinking about, Jatin. God help me, but I know I don't want what we had together to stop.". Tears were welling in her eyes now."
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"My life has been such a mess, and now I've made a mess of yours." "No, Mom!" He protested.

"I wonder if its so wrong to be intimate with my own son. It should be wrong, but it feels so good - and not just the physical kind of good." She looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Jatin, if you don't want to - I'll understand - but please don't think badly of your mother."

Jatin's cock was throbbing so badly he was afraid he was going to come in pants just standing there. Without saying a word he stripped in front of his mother. He surprised himself by not feeling any embarrassment. He threw his clothes on the floor and joined his mother on the bed.

He grabbed his mother's tit with both hands, firmly and almost roughly, and His mother's milk poured into his mouth, and he drank deeply.

"Oh, Jatin.", she moaned as he relieved the pressure from her breast. Jatin heard himself making loud slurping sounds as he hungrily sucked at his mother's breast. Jatin almost jumped out his skin as he felt his mother's cool hand at his cock. She tenderly and expertly stroked it just like he would have done it for himself. He almost felt himself climaxing, but his mother backed away just in time, leaving his cock quivering with excitement and frustration. She guided him to the source of her warmth between her legs. His cock slid into his mother effortlessly. She was hot and wet.

"Ooh, Mom." he moaned with sheer pleasure.

As he suckled he let his teeth scrap lightly against his mom's nipple. She bucked her hips against him, pushing him further into his mother's pussy. Jatin reached under his mom and felt his mother's rounded buttocks.

"Come on, Jatin, *fuck* me." his mother said in a strained whisper. He was a little shocked and also not a little turned on by his mother's use of profanity. Jatin drove his hips into his mother as he bit gently into her nipple. His mother returned his thrusts and soon their bodies were moving in a heated rhythm by themselves.

"Fuck your mother." she moaned. Jatin switched breasts and felt a fresh spray of warm milk in his mouth.

"Mom ... Mom ... Mom." he heard himself moaning involuntarily. Their hips bucked wildly against each other as mother and son came together in a shuddering, cathartic orgasm.

"God, that was good, Jatin." his mother smiled. "That was so good and I don't feel the least bit guilty, do you?"

Jatin shook his head and couldn't help but smile back. It was true. He didn't feel guilty or ashamed. He actually felt a genuine love and closeness to his mother that he never had dreamt of. There was absolutely nothing wrong with making love to this beautiful and lovely lady who gave him birth.

"I love you, Mom." He heard his voice crack as he hugged his mother tightly.

"I love you, too, Jatin." They embraced and he could actually feel himself stirring again.

"Oh, Jatin, I wish we could do it once more, but you've got to get back to school." His cock was erect again.

"I could call in sick ..."

"No, Jatin, we can't let this part of us displace other things in our life. "Besides, we've got tonight to look forward to." she said playfully as she ran her hands through his hair.

He looked down at his mother without doleful eyes.

"Tonight." she reminded him.

In school Jatin was distracted. I actually fucked my mother, he though with a mixture of excitment - and shame. He realized that this was a fulfillment of a sexual fantasy he had long suppressed. He didn't know what this meant for him and Mom but he knew he didn't want it to end.

"... Jatin Baker?" Jatin was startled from his reverie. He realized with alarm that Mr. Humbert his geometry teacher, was addressing him.

"Huh, could you repeat the question, Sir?" He replied awkwardly.

The class roared with laughter, and Jatin just wanted to crawl under the desk.

"Sorry to disturb your sleep, Mr. Baker." Humbert said sacastically. "Now, class who knows the answer?" Hands all around Jatin were immediately raised in response.

Finally, the 3:00 bell rang and Jatin quickly darted out the door. He raced to the exit but was stopped before he could reach the door.

"Why are you avoiding me, Jatin?" said Sania, giving him a hurt look.

"I'm not avoiding you." Jatin tried to reply in reassuring voice.

"Well, it certainly seems that way, Jatin Baker."

She looked him in the eye. "Is there some else, Jatin?"

"No, Sania, God no. I've been busy. With my mother. I'm trying to help her out around the house. She has her hands full with the new baby."

"Of course, Jatin, I feel so foolish. How is your mom doing, anyway?"

"Well, she's doing just much better. I'm just trying to help out where I can." he said in voice that sounded to him a little too nervous.

"If there's anything I can do to help please let me know, Jatin" she said sympathetically.

"Thanks, Sania. Look, I've got to run. We'll talk later, OK."
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Her bedroom was dark. For a moment Jatin thought she wasn't home and paniced. But when he peeked into his mom's bedroom he saw that she was waiting for him. The soft flickering light from many candles outlined his mother's nudity and she laid across the bed smiling up at him. They made love slowly in the candlelight. He started to learn how to sense responses in his mother's body and pace himself accordingly. Jatin and his mother took their time exploring each other bodies. They slowly built up their passion as they fucked until they came together in a warm embrace.

Later that night they changed tactics and teased each other mercilessly as they fucked each other hard, almost rough; and came together in a violent orgasm. Throughout the night they took turns waking up one another and fucking. In the morning they were exhausted and sweaty, and the bedsheet was full of come stains and milk. Jatin woke up groggily with a raging hard-on brushing against the crack of his mother's bare ass. His mother, feeling him stirring against her, awakened; and they proceeded to fuck in the morning light.

A few days later Jatin moved into his mother's bedroom. Since he spent most of his time there anyway, it made perfect sense to both of them. Jatin and his mother could not keep there hands off one another. They fucked every four hours during Jatin's 'feedings', and would often find time in between. They tried everything together; and were constantly finding new ways to tease and excite each other. She introduced him to oral sex; and Jatin went wild as soon as his mother took his cock into her mouth. Mom sucked him and teased his with her tongue until he shoot his load into her mouth in a screaming orgasm. Jatin also tried oral sex on his mom which he did not particularly enjoy himself but he did get off on how excited his mother became as she locked her legs around his head and bucked her hips wildly.

Jatin and his mom enjoyed when he loving applied lotion to her body to avoid scars from streach marks. He would spend hours lovingly rubbing in the creamy lotion into her swollen breasts, rounded hips and buttocks. They would always end up fucking during these sessions. One time his mother greased up his cock with liberal amounts of the lotion, and got down on all fours so he could fuck her ass. Jatin had heard about anal sex and always considered it somewhat perverted. But he was not prepared for the exquisite pleasure of his mother's tight ass as he pushed his cock past his mother's sphincter and deep into her rectum. He fucked slowly at first because he was concerned about any pain he might be causing his mother, but she egged him on with breathy obscenities which caused him to start fucking his mother's ass harder. He finally came in an intense orgasm in which he pumped his mother's ass with his semen. After that first time, anal sex became one of their favorites. He knew it caused her some discomfort but strangly enough to Jatin the small amount of pain that accompanied the pleasure seemed to be part of the excitment for both of them.

His mother enjoyed teasing him. Knowing his facination with her underwear, she would dress up in lingerie and strut around provacatively until Jatin grabbed her and threw her on the bed. Since his mother's breasts were now two cups sizes larger, her cleavage would overfill many of her old brassieres - which of course enhanced the effect for Jatin. His mother would pick out entire outfits with a dress, jewelry, stockings, high heels and lingerie, and do a slow strip tease in front of him. She would dress topless, bottomless - anything to drive him wild. After finding out Jatin's facination with garterbelts, she went shopping one morning and met him at the door when he came home from school wearing nothing but siver earrings, a black garterbelt, seamed dark sheer stockings, 5" spike heels - and a wicked smile. They didn't even make it to the bed that time as they fucked with abandon on the living room floor.

** Not unsurprising breastplay was a regular part of their sexual repetoire. They would frequently fuck with Jatin laying down and with his mother sitting on him with her pendulous breasts hanging over him. In this position they could confortably fuck while Jatin sucked his mother's swollen tits. He would usually end soaking in his mom's milk as his mother rode him to a blissful orgasm. When Jatin and his mother discovered the delights of anal sex, they found they could use the same position. Jatin would stick his cock up his mother's tight ass while he sucked milk from her breasts. She liked the control that this position gave them as they butt fucked; and Jatin thought this gave him the best -or was it breast- of both worlds.

One day after Jatin and his mother were going at it hot and heavy on the bed, his mother suggested something new.

"Sure, Mom." Jatin said eagerly. He was always willing to try something new.

She laid on her side, which caused both of her heavy breasts to flop together.

"Jatin, lay on your side facing me, and slide up a little, Baby."

She took his engorged cock and inserted in between her breasts.

"Mmmm, I like this, Mom." he said as he revelled in the feel of her smooth, warm breastflesh against his cock.

"Now, just fuck Mom's tits, Honey" she said in a Mae West imitation.

Jatin needed no further instruction and started fucking his mom's cleavage. This was true delight. Warm milk started leaking from her nipples and run down his cock.

"God, Mom." He squeezed both of her breasts together tightly around his cock. Milk started squirted in the air and on his abdomen.

She was squirming now. Jatin knew his mother could orgasm just from heavy breast play. With both hands he kneaded her breasts and fucked her cleavage. Her breasts were heavy and full and posessed a inner warmth that radianted into his cock. His mom's breasts were slick with her milk which provided the needed lubrication as he fucked her tits. Jatin didn't survive this ecstasy for long because he soon came to orgasm. Alarmed suddenly, he tried to move himself away from his mom; but he discovered too late as he shoot wave after wave of white jism into his mother's face.

Jatin sat up suddenly and looked at his mother concerned. Big wads of his semen hung from his mother's left cheek and chin.

"Sorry, Mom, I got kinda carried away."

"Don't be silly, Jatin." She gave him a smile that warmed his heart.

"It's supposed to be good for the skin." she said as she rubbed the mess into her face. She saw his horrified reaction and smiled.

"It's OK, Jatin." she said reassuringly.

**

His mother was washing dishes as he entered the kitchen.

"Hi, Babe." she said with turning around.

Without saying a word he reached around his mother and cupped her breasts through her dress. He reached into the front of his mother's dress and slipped his hand into the top of of her brassiere, feeling the warmth of her bare breast inside.

"Mmmm. Let's go in the bedroom, Jatin."

"No. I've got a better idea, Mom"

With the other hand he lifted the back of his mother's dress to her waist. He pinched his mother's nipple and felt her warm milk drop down his fingers while he yanked down his mother's panties over the swell of her ass.

"Oooh, Jatin.", his mother moaned.

Jatin took the plastic bottle of dishwashing detergent from the counter and squirted a big glob of the green liquid onto his palm. He unzipped himself and spread the goo onto his erect cock. He transferred the remainder of the glob onto his index finger, and, then, rubbed it into the crack of his mom's ass.

His mother squirmed. "Brrr, its cold, Jatin."

"I'll warm it up for you, Mom." His finger found his mother's anus. He poked it into his mother's ass and spread the goo with a circular motion. Used to anal play now, she relaxed her sphincter and spread her legs at his intrusion.

"Jatin, do it. Fuck your mother's ass." she said in growing excitment.

Jatin placed his cock against his mother's asshole. He pushed and slid with little resistance into her ass.

He kissed the back of her neck as he pushed into his mother's butt.

"Oh, Mom." he heard himself moan.

He bit her earlobe lightly as he started fucking her ass.

"Motherfucker." she goaded. She knew calling him a motherfucker always excited him.

"You love it, Mom." He was thrusting harder now. His mother was bucking her ass back against him in sync with him. He knew they were both close now.

"Oh...oh...oh!" he grunted as he came in his mother's ass. He felt his mother's body tighten and relax under his embrace.

They both collapsed to the cold kitchen floor and held other tenderly.

**

Their lives were changed, forever changed, by their new relationship. They were still mother and son but so much more. They were lovers and best friends and confidants. The intensity of their sexual relationship scared them at first. Was all there always this sexual tension between a mother and son that is normally suppressed, only to be unsatifactorily fulfilled in proxy sexual relationships? Maybe this sheer intensity of the sex between a mother and son is the real origin of the incest taboo. It was a obsession; a sexual addiction that could easily threatened to displace everything else in their lives. Jatin and his mother knew they had to control the flames of their passions to keep it from consuming their lives. They still fucked like rabbits around the clock; but his mother was always careful to make sure that the mundane matters of everyday life were still attended to. Jatin not only kept up at school but actually starting excelling. Jatin knew at the end of each day his mother would waiting for him - usually with some new sexual kink that would drive them to new sexual heights as they fucked through the night.

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His mom insisted that he keep up relationships with other girls. She reminded him that he would grow tired of her when she was old and gray. He vehemently protested, but she told him it would be healthier for him anyway to maintain other relationships. Grudgingly, he agreed and called up Sania. Sania was happy to hear from him, and they chatted amicably. They finally agreed on a dinner date for Saturday evening.

Sania was eager to resume their relationship. Jatin was surprised to find that he had actually missed her. His yet-unfullfilled relationship with Sania could never compete with the depth of his emotional and sexual relationship with his mother, but there was no reason why they had to compete at all. The innocence of his relationship with Sania was simply in a different category with the overwhelming intensity of the one with his mother. Perhaps there was room for both relationships in his life. His mother, as unsual, was right.

Later that evening he drove Sania to a secluded spot on a hill overlooking the lights of the city. They kissed for a while and soon progressed into heavy petting. He smoothly slipped his hand into her blouse and into the top of her bra. His breasts, although large by the standards of most highschool girls - and boys- were much smaller that his mother's and lacked the heavy plumpness he was accustomed to. Still they were warm and soft and had a certainly perkiness that added to their charm. He reached for the snap of her brassiere, but as always before Sania reached out in alarm to stop him. This time, instead of pulling away, Jatin kissed her deeply while lightly caressing her nipple with his hand that was still in her bra. He moved to her earlobe and bit it gently while he pinched her nipple between his fingers. He sensed when the resistance left her body. Looking at her directly in the eye he casually reached behind her and unsnapped Sania's bra. She sat there tranfixed as he slowly unbuttoned the remainder of her blouse, leaving Sania topless. He studied her body while Sania looked away in embarassment. She was overwhelmed by the sudden confidence Jatin was displaying. This confidence came easily to Jatin now after a month of fucking his mother day and night. He now knew a woman's body almost as well as his own. He knew what subtle responses in a woman to look for that revealed resistance - or surrender. Sania was no match for him.

Sania's breasts, although lacking the voluptuousness of those of his mother, were sexy in their own fashion. Like her face, Sania's breasts were sprinkled with light brown freckles. Her nipples were a much lighter pink than his mother's, and her areolas were more distinctly rounded. Judging from his mother and his own private studies of Playboy, Jatin had come to the conclusion that the areolas of very large breasts tended to be somewhat distorted, maybe due to the streaching of the skin. Sania sitting before him naked from the waist up was pretty and genuinely sexy in a way that different from the way his mother was sexy. He kissed Sania gently and helped removed the remainder of her clothes. They made love tenderly in the back seat of his car. He enjoyed teaching her and guiding her as they slowly fucked. With his mother he was the student - and probably always would be - but with Sania he could be the teacher.

After they came they held each other silently for a few moments.

"Jatin, I've never seen like this. You see, so different, so much more grownup." she whispered. She thought for a moment and, then, said in a voice that revealed a crack, "You haven't been with any other girls, have you Jatin?"

"Just my mother." He grinned. He laughed to himself at his private joke.

"I was afraid there was someone else, Jatin." she said in a relieved voice.

"No, Sweetie." He kissed her on the forehead.

Jatin came home after dropping off Sania. His mother was waiting for him wearing the short babydoll nightgown that he had been so infatuated with lately. Her huge breasts protruded through red transparent material. He could see that she was not wearing the matching panties that came with the outfit.

"Well, how was it?"

"It was nice, Mom." he said in a guarded voice.

"Did you fuck her?" He winced slightly at his mother's coarseness. He and his mother were of course accustomed to using profanity in the heat of their passion. But it sounded somewhat course and rude to Jatin's ear to use that term in reference to Sania. Jatin realized his thought was somewhat silly, though, because he and Sania had certainly fucked.

"Yeah, Mom, but I don't really want to talk about it." He started removing his clothes.

"Was she as good as me?", his mother teased. She got up all fours with her back to him. Her big bare ass hung out obscenely from the bottom of the short nightgown.

"No one is as good as you, Mom." he said as he climbed up on the bed and mounted his mother. She had already pre-lubricated her ass with KY jelly, and his cock slid into his mother's rectum with little resistance. He reached under his mom and grabbed her full breasts. Milk immediately leaked into his palms. His little adventure with Sania excited them both, and they rutted like dogs. His mother was a bitch in heat who pleaded with him to fuck her ass harder with a string of heated profanities. They moaned harshly in unison with each stroke until they came together in a screaming climax.

They held each other close and kissed fondly with genuine affection.

"No one could ever replace you, Mom." he said as he absent-minded played with his mother's breasts.


The end.............

[Titpussy]

excellent and hot presantation thk......................
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When bhani got up next morning she realised that ram was long gone. Shit, he must have left quite early. Bhani felt great in herself. She had a glowing feeling after the previous night’s love making. It was nothing like what she has ever had in her life before. She was lying down and reminisced the happening of the previous night and to her surprise there was nothing she really hated about. Even the fact that she was rough handled and was forced into having sex with him added to the thrill. She only wished he was still here as she wanted him to fuck her right that very moment. The thought of it self made her wet.

She got up and came out of the room. Leela has laid the breakfast table for two and she notice that one plate and cup has been used. She looked inquiringly at leela.

Without batting an eyelid, she said, “he had his breakfast and left for work. Said that he will come back after work at about 3 pm.”

Bhani was shocked. "what about master?”

“he rang this morning. I told him that you were asleep. He asked me tell you that he had to go to mumbai regarding the same problem he told you about last night. He won’t be back for 2 days, he will ring you tonight.

“you didn’t…...” Bhani was worried.

“of course not. We women have our secrets don’t we” she smiled slyly.

“did you talk to ram?” She was inquisitive.

“he did all the talking. He ate like a horse too. You must have exhausted him!” Bhani was surprised at the tone in which she was speaking. Leela has been with them for more than 5 years. She has been always very quite and reserved. She noted a tinge of conceit in her conversation. She let it pass. She in fact owes a lot to leela if she is going to keep her dalliance with ram kept as a secret from her husband guru.

Bhani was in a group general practice and had flexible hours. She quickly got ready to get to work. She has to organise her schedule so that she could be home by 3.

Just before she left, bhani gave leela 200 rupees. “i meant to give you before. Here is some extra money for you to sent to your family.” Leela politely refused to accept it but bhani insisted that she take it. Leela knew that it was a bribe, but what the heck. She could do with all the extra money she could earn for her family.

“make sure he is comfortable if i get late’ she instructed leela before she left. Leela smiled within herself. ‘not too comfortable, you bet’ she thought to her self. The little bit of what she saw of ram that morning, he didn’t impress her at all. He was giving her a complete look over while she was serving him the breakfast and even made sexual remarks about her physique. She knew straightaway that if she gave him the slightest opportunity, he was capable of seducing her too!

Leela was in her early 30s, was married and had a family back home in a village deep south. Her husband was invalid because of an accident and had no income; that is why she had to come to the city to work as a house maid. He parents were helping her husband to look after the children ad the money she earned was quite generous. Leela was quite pretty even though she tried to hide it in her maid’s clothes. She did miss the intimacy of being with a man, but keeps such thoughts away from her mind as she has been always faithful to her husband.

Bhani was home before ram arrived. She got herself changed from work clothes into more comfortable attire and was waiting for him in the lounge room, leela kept herself at a discrete distance but not too far away. Bhani was quite apprehensive meeting him after last night. What ever happened was partly influenced by their state of being drunk after the party and in cold sober state she was not sure how it was going to be.

All her fears were gone as soon as he came to the door. He looked as handsome as she remembered him from previous night and there were no preliminaries as they hugged each other and started to kiss passionately. Leela was aware of what was going on. They weer like animals in heat and ripped into each other in the openness of the lounge room. Bhani realised that leela was around but she didn't care. Ram probably wanted leela to be aware of what they were doing; his way of showing off. Leela was standing on the other side of the thick curtain which separated the lounge room from the dinning section, she could see a little bit through the tiny space between the curtains, but was able to hear every thing of what was going on in the lounge. She didn’t mean to be eavesdropping but she got carried away out of shear curiosity.

Ram had bhani’s clothes off in no time. She was left with her panties and bra. He was down to his undies. Ram started to fondle her boobs on top of her bra.

“mmmmm. I love your boobs” he said. She smiled. She started to kiss his neck and shoulders. He undid her bra and pulled it off her shoulders. He pushed her on to the sofa and climbed over her. He bent down started to suck on her boobs. She held his head in her arms cuddling him and stroking the back of his head while he fervently sucked her. She could feel his erection pressing against her belly. All through the day she has wanted to have him inside her.

“please fuck me ram” she pleaded. Leela who was standing on the other side of the curtains was quite taken aback by her mistress talking like that.

“hey yesterday you were trying to chase me off and now you want me. Eh?” He teased her, taking his mouth off her nipple which he was nibbling at that time.
He looked intently into her face. “only on one condition” he said. She wondered what it was going to be. “okay” she said reluctantly, not knowing what was in store.

“you have to be my woman” he said. Bhani was confused what eh meant by that. He continued, “you can’t have sex with your husband again while you are mine.”

“oh.” Bhani didn’t know how to respond to that. Sex with gura was a very infrequent affair, but still now and then they did have when he felt like it; always he was the one who initiates it.

“if it is a problem, just let me know. I am happy to walk out of here, now.” Ram was quite arrogant when he said that knowing that she would agree to his terms.

Bhani thought for a long time. She thought that she could some how or other keep her husband away by giving some excuse or other.

“if you go back on your word and if i find out, i will punish you in such a way that you would remember it for ever” she knew that he meant what he said. After a minute or so, she said, “okay. I will be your woman from toady. I promise.” She was so infatuate by him, she couldn’t think beyond the present moment.

“good. First suck my cock and make me stiff before i fuck you” he stood up and pulled his undies down. His cock was already erect and it was at her face level. He pushed it against her mouth even before she had time to think about what he said.

Bhani was not much into sucking cocks. She did it very rarely, only as a treat for guru on special occasions. She always made it a point to stop before he came inside her mouth. She knew that all she has had to do was only for a short time until he is ready to fuck her. She opened her mouth and let him slide it inside. It was definitely lots bigger and thicker than guru’s. Ram kept moving his cock in and out of her mouth and she could feel it getting bigger and soon started to throb. For a minute, she thought he was going to leave it inside and come in her mouth, but he quickly pulled it out.

“take you panties off” he told her and she pulled it down just in time for him to lean over and fold he legs and separate them. He was still standing as he leaned forward and inserted his cock into her pussy. She has never done this way before and it felt awkward to start with but soon she realised that the cock was sliding quite easily because of the angle. As she was already wet, it didn’t hurt her like the previous night. It was very pleasant and shear tarted to moan as the orgasm started to build up.

Ram increased the tempo of fucking; he started to abuse her at the same time. “you are a real slut who needs fucking in a regular basis.”

“yes i love your fucking. I want to be your slut for ever!” She screamed.

“it will cost you know that don’t you?”

“yes i will pay you any thing you ask me for, please don’t stop. I am coming” she was thrusting her crotch towards his cock keeping in pace with his movements and she came just before he shot his load. But to her surprise he pulled it out before he ejaculated and said,

“open you fucking mouth and take my load.” She was not expecting that. She quickly opened her mouth before the cum could soil the sofa and he thrusted it all the way inside. She almost choked on it before she realised the gooey stuff pouring out of his cock into her mouth.

“swallow it, you cunt; if you spit it i will smack you” he was fearsome and she had no option but to swallow it. It was disgusting, not being used to it. It smelled yucky and tasted even worse than yucky. It was pouring out in gallons and she reluctantly swallowed it. She felt like vomiting. He was watching her face as she was swallowing his cum. She didn’t want to give him any reason to get angry with her and thus she pretended that she was enjoying it and tried her best to smile as she licked the last of the drops. He was quite pleased with it.

“you are going to be a very good slut” he said as he finally pulled out his semi limp cock out of her mouth. He sat next to her and put his hands around her,

“i think we are going to get along well. By the way, how much do you think i am worth" he asked. She didn’t know what to say.

“five hundred a week? One thousand a week?”

Before he could go any further, she quickly said “one thousand a week” she did a quick mental calculation; she should be able to get that out of her income from the practice without her husband noticing it. He was the number cruncher with the family finances and she has to some how or other show it as a petty cash.

He thought for a minute. “that is cheap, but i will go for it for the time being”

Leela could hear all the conversation from the other side of the curtain, she was getting excited with the activities in the lounge and she felt getting wet herself. It has been long time she has been with a man and she wished she could find some one like the lady of the house to keep her satisfied.

“why don’t you ask leela to get us some tea” he asked. “but, we are naked…” bhani replied. “she better get used to seeing us like this” he wanted to show off to her how intimate she was with her mistress. Bhani was not happy at all. It was bad enough leela knows that she is having sec with another man, but to see her naked with the man was really humiliating. She wanted to get up and get dressed, but ram insisted that she called leela straightway. Bhani reluctantly called her. Leela pretended that she didn’t hear it until she was called the third time. Even before she entered the room, bhani asked her to make some tea for them.

When leela came into the lounge, bhani was very shy to look at her face. She was looking for her clothes but they were not any where within reach of her hands. Ram had one of his arms around her fondling her boob while with the other he took her hand and placed it on his cock, hinting that she should play with it. Bhani hesitantly held his cock and went through the motions of stroking it.

Leela pretended that she didn't notice any thing unusual and set the tea on the table in front of them. She also brought some short eats for them. She couldn’t help noticing ram. He was very nicely built and had a quite a big cock held in the mistress’ hand. All the suppressed sexual feeling started to come to the surface. Even though she hated ram because of his sleaziness, she felt that if only he mad e a move, she would have fond it hard to say no. She was glad when bhani told her she could go and she promptly turned to leave the room.

As she was leaving she heard ram telling bhani, “she has a nice paid of boobs and a nice arse to go with it too”. Bhani rebuked him.” Leave her alone. She is a married woman with a husband and two kids back home” ram was quick to retort, “you are married with kids too, that didn't stop you from wanting me to screw you. Eh?”

She had no answer for it. But she continued, “poor girl, her husband is invalid and she is supporting the family.” She told her about her invalid husband and how she had to work to support the family.

Ram was quite taken aback by the story. His whole attitude towards leela changed dramatically. He could not look at her as a sexual object to be pursued and conquered but some one whom he cared for and pitied. He still wanted to have her but more at a mutually agreeable level rather than forcefully.

Leela couldn’t wait to get back to her room. She wanted to satisfy herself very badly. She grabbed a cucumber and some butter from the kitchen. She lay down on her bed and pulled her sari up and hurriedly pushed the undies down. She didn’t need to apply too much of butter to the tip of the cucumber as she was already quite wet. She folded her legs and inserted the cucumber all the way inside. She had her eyes closed and tried to imagine that it was her husband’s cock which was inside her. But to her dismay all she could think was of ram’s cock as she saw being in the hand of madam. He was such a sleazy bastard, she really wanted to hate him but her body seem to betray her better feelings.

With her other hand she undid her blouse, pushed her bra up and grabbed her boob and started to stimulate her nipple. She kept moving the cucumber in and out of her pussy. She had to try hard not to make any noises as she her pleasure started to build up inside her. She had one of the best orgasm she ever had by masturbation. She felt very guilty for the way she was behaving and craving for sex. She has never been disloyal to her husband even though she hasn’t had proper sex for more than a couple of years because of his severe back problems. She was young and tried to justify her feelings as normal for any young woman. She must have dozed off a se suddenly woke up heard madam calling her. She quickly adjusted her bra and buttoned her blouse up and went to the lounge. They were dressed. Madam told her that they were going out for a short time and there was no need to prepare dinner for her as she was eating outside. Leela was surprised that madam was brave enough to go out with ram, but did not say any thing. As they were leaving, she was shocked when ram turned around and winked at her without madam noticing.

Next afternoon, leela was having a shirt nap when the door bell rang. She looked at the clock and it was 130pm; ram was not expected to come before 3 pm. She quickly tidier herself and went to the door to find ram standing there.

“you are too early “she said, he smiled and replied “i came earlier to see you” and walked into the house brushing her aside. She was too shocked to say any thing. “what do you mean?” She knew what he meant. Her body was kindled with expectations of fulfilment of her fantasies but she wad not going to let him onto it that she wanted it.

“i came early because i wanted to spend sometime m with you.”

“doing what?” She still was not going to give in easily.

“come closer to me, i will show you” he put his hands around her and pulled her towards him.

“you should not be doing it. I am a married woman and further more, you are having an affair with my employer” she pretested, even though her body was aching him to do more than just hold her.

“screw your employer, i don’t care for her. But i know that you want me; i could see that in your eyes the way you were looking at me.” He was already gently dragging her towards the guest room where he spent the previous night with bhani. Half protesting, leela let him take her to the room with his arm around her waist. He still hasn’t tried to fondle her or do any thing sexual. She was surprised the gentle way he was treating her compared to how he was with her mistress.

He knew by her non resistance that she was going to be a wiling participant. But he wanted to be sure that she was willing to have sex with her it has been always different with his wife. There was no question of what she wishes were. Whenever he felt like fucking her, he just tells he and she obliges him by going to bed with him. Even though he knew that she did enjoy it, now and then, from her reaction, he never felt important to find out or care whether she enjoyed it or not. With bhani it was different too. The previous night, she was flirting and was snobbish. He wanted to dominate her from the word go and fucking her was sort of like winning a game for him; further more it was notch on his belt for having fucked the bosses wife. He has never been with anyone else other that the two.

He made he sit on the bed and sat next to her. He told her that he will not touch her if she didn’t want him to.

“i can understand you feeling guilty about having sex with some one other than your husband, but under the circumstance it is perfectly okay. You are a young woman and you have your desires too” he was telling her exactly what she wanted to hear; what ever resistance she had melted away as he gently started to kiss her. She was at first not responsive but she soon let his lips press hard on hers and she opened her mouth to let his tongue get into hers. They kissed for a long time, at first gently, than it became very passionate.

He was still gentle and methodical as he went from one step to the other. With her husband it was always in a rush and all he was interested was getting his urge fulfilled. Ram was different. He was watching her and making sure that she was enjoying what ever he was doing to her. She let him set the pace.

Soon he had his hands in her boobs gently massaging them. She liked it very much. She gently moaned as her stated to undo her blouse. She didn’t have a bra as she didn’t have the time to wear one. Ram as taken aback by her full and bouncy boobs which were quite upright. They were definitely far more attractive than his wife’s and no comparison to the sagging ones of bhani’s. He gently pressed them and squeezed them. They felt quite firm and rubbery to compress. His fingers stroked her nipples which were responding to the stimulation and were getting erect and firm.

Ram also felt quite different to his previous two experiences. He felt that they were both in the same wave length and he wished to please her rather than fulfil his gratification. It was the first time in his life he ever felt that way. Leela was in a trance and when she tried to recollect the happenings of that particular afternoon, she honestly could not remember too much of it.

They both had their clothes off in no time and he was on top of her. She remembered his mouth on her nipples, licking and sucking them sending her into a state of ecstasy. Soon his hands were exploring her body, specially the cavities, fingering and stimulating that she could not keep her body still; she wriggled and moaned and to her surprise, started saying things she never thought she was capable of. “oh ram, please fuck me” even ram was taken aback by her forwardness. He didn’t need too much of encouragement. His cock was already erect and he was inside her like a flash. His hard and throbbing cock dived into her wet pussy which received it with pleasure engulfing it with rhythmic contractions of its own. When the cock went in first, it gave her an excruciating pain, but it was short lived as it turned into a sensation which she has not experienced for a long time.

“oh leela. You are so good” he exclaimed as he started to thrust his cock in and out of her love hole. She responded with moving her crotch up and down to keep pace with him. Soon they were both crying out with pleasure as they simultaneously orgasmed. Leela had never had a proper orgasm in her life and it was a new and thrilling experience for her. Ram kept pounding his cock inside her even after his cock has spat all its contents into her pussy. Leela held on to his back pulling him towards her as she arched her back to receive his cum. Ram was very pleased that she enjoyed it and it made his ejaculation even more a joyful event.

In the throbbing heights of their pleasure, neither of them noticed the fact that bhani has returned home. Even from the door step, she could hear the noise of their love making coming from the guest room. She was shocked as well as angry.

She barged into the room. “what the fuck is going on here?” She demanded. It didn’t take her long to work out the situation. Leela was so shaken and embarrassed that she couldn’t look at bhani. But ram was quite nonchalant about the situation. “we have been fucking. That is all” he said as if it was nothing of any significance.

“that is all? You ungrateful bastard. You wanted me to be loyal to you but you are fucking behind my back” before she could close her mouth, ram was on his feet and he gave her a hard slap across he face.

“shut up you bitch. I never said i was going to be loyal. There is a difference between you being loyal to me and what i am doing.”

Bhani started to cry, partly because of the pain from his slap and partly because of the humiliation she has been put through, especially in front of her servant. In the mean time, leela was on her feet. She noticed copious amount of cum seeping out of her pussy. She tried to wipe it and quickly got her self wrapped with her sari trying her best to make herself decent and attempted to slip out of the room.

“don't you leave yet” he said to leela and then turned around to look at bhani, “let us get this straight. I can fuck any one i like at any time i like, which includes leela. Okay? If you are not happy with that, i am out of this place right now” bhani was too shocked and distressed to answer him.

Ram waited for a minute and then started to get dressed. Leela was still standing in the corner of the room not brave enough to look at the face of bhani. There was absolute silence in the room and as ram was about to leave, bhani put her hand out to hold his arm and said, “please don’t go. I am happy to work under your conditions”

“good” ram said, “i am glad that you see it my way. I am sure we could work out some amicable arrangement and have lots of fun too” leela thought it was the best time to leave the room.

She was a bit sad that ram was still going to be sleeping with her mistress. After the wonderful time they had together, she was hoping that there was some thing special between them and he could be hers and hers alone. Mmmm. She has lots to learn about men. She could live with it; she consoled herself, as long as she gets her share of pleasure.

She closed the door behind her, but was curious to know what was going on inside. She could hear them talking but couldn’t make out the contents. Then there was silence for a minute or two and then the noise of love making.

Bhani was equally sad that she had to share ram with leela. She was philosophical about it. It was no worse than he sleeping with other women without her knowledge. At least she knew that leela was clean and she doesn’t have to worry about any diseases etc.

Ram was happy that he has two women who will be more than willing to please him. Further more he is going to get paid for fucking one of them. What a life! How ever much one may get joy for many years of having sex with his wife, there is some thing to say about the thrill of undoing the bra of a strange woman and feeling her boobs or pulling the undies down and fucking her pussy. He is so lucky that he has not one but two new women in his life. Who knows, he may even coax them to take part in some thing he has never had done but always fantasised - having a threesome!
How u feel now give your replies ,and for good sucking and fucking contact me...........................

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Here is one of my escapades, this time with a married lady with two
kids who
was my own aunt. A little bit about myself before the story, I am in my
family
business and married now but when the incident took place, I had
finished my
engineering and was going to Hyderabad for some training in my uncle's
factory.
It was about eight years ago and I was being sent to my father's
youngest
brother's auto component factory for a year's training. It had been a
habit
with our family that as soon as any of the kids finished their
graduation they
were sent for about a year to a relative's business to learn under them
how
business is conducted. It was a compulsory training and I too was sent
for the
same to Hyderabad factory.
Before leaving both my parents filled me in on the necessary
information that I
would need to know. My father told me about my uncle and his factory
and that I
would stay with them in their house. I also would receive a stipend for
three
months and then a salary would be fixed depending on my understanding
of the
work and performance under uncle. The higher the salary the higher
would the
appreciation by dad, but then he would not have anything to do with the
training program. I was determined to work hard and get a good name. My
mother
told me about the family of my uncle. They were about late thirties and
had two
kids who were a girl (12) and a boy (7). The girl was being sent to a
boarding
school and I would share the room with the boy. She also said that
uncle was a
bit strict and that aunty had been my favorite when they had been
married. She
also said that she had spoken to aunty about me and I could speak to
aunty
about anything I needed while I stayed there.
I was a young man of 23 with raging hormones and more charged now, as I
would
be away from the close watch by my parents. I had already found a few
friends
who were now settled in Hyderabad about what was in store for me there.
I knew
a few weeks from now I would be introduced to girls there and the
weekends
would be passion filled. Soon I left for Hyderabad on the train and
reached
there early morning at six. Uncle akhilesh was there at the station
along with
aunty nisha. Both were glad to have me over at their place and we went
home to
their place. I was shown to the room and asked to rest a bit before
coming down
for breakfast. As it was a Sunday, uncle said he would be gone most of
the day
to the golf club and would return by six in the evening. I wished him
luck on
the gold course and hit bed. By the time I was up it was ten and by the
time I
showered and went down it was eleven. Avinash had gone out to play with
his
friends and only aunty was there. She got breakfast for me and served
it for me
in front of the tv where I was sitting. She too sat in front of the tv
in the
other sofa and had her breakfast.
By then my mobile rang and it was a friend who had called to see if I
had
reached Hyderabad. I was talking to him for sometime while aunty was
watching
tv. I could not help but take note of aunty who was wearing a light
colored
salwar kameez. It was light blue cotton salwar and white pajama. The
salwar and
pajama was almost transparent and I could clearly see that nisha aunty
was
wearing a bra and no slip. I could also make out the panty line on the
side as
her salwar had split. She had good breasts with no sag in them, perhaps
because
uncle didn't use them much. Anyways my scanning came to an abrupt end
as she
got up to go the kitchen. I finished my call, ate up my breakfast and
promised
myself that I would behave, as she was my aunt and not any girl that I
could
fuck. In the afternoon, I asked aunt where the nearby shops are and
such stuff. She
directed me to a closeby shop from where to get my basic stuff and said
that
once uncle was back we could go to the city to get a better idea of the
city.
She also told me that uncle had organized a bike from the factory for
me to use
to move around. It was kinetic Honda and not exactly the fastest thing
but it
would have to do for now.
A little later avinash came home and he was a quite boy. I had to use
all my
charm to draw him out and I guess maybe some of it worked on both him
and nisha
aunty. Soon avinash was hanging around me, helping me set up my stuff
in the
wardrobe and aunty was very happy that avinash was getting along fine
with me.
The next day uncle took me to the factory and showed me to some of the
basic
stuff. I was able to learn things fast because of my engineering degree
and
soon took to it like I was a born factory worker.
Sooner than I realized a month went by and I had fallen into a routine
of
sorts. Most of the week would be spent in the factory and Saturday and
Sunday
would be for personal work. The five-day workweek was a killer as I
spend
twelve to fourteen hours in the factory and then most of Saturday
catching up
on lost sleep. Sunday was spent with some friends I had made there
either in
billiard parlor or at movie theatres. With regard to girls, there were
two of
them, but with one I was not too keen, she was the switch off the
lights and
feel only the warmth type and the other one was keen on doing anything
after
marriage only. So it was pretty sad. Uncle would be out on Sundays at
the golf
course and Saturdays he would be busy meeting some client or lawyer or
someone
but was not home till late in the evening on the weekends and weekdays
he was
in the factory most of the time. I used to wonder if aunty and uncle
ever got
time to have sex at all. Aunty was quite happy being home and only met
people
on occasions. She did not have many friends and even those she had she
hardly
kept in touch with. She was on phone only once or twice a week. She was
mostly
busy doing house work and looking after the family. She would spend a
day or
two of the week at the factory, but that was looking at the accounts
and hr
only. In spite of my promise to myself, I caught myself checking out
aunty's various
body parts and admiring her glory. Perhaps added to this was the lack
of any
luck with girls of my age that I was beginning to forget my
self-promise. One
of those Sundays, after having a good session of sex with the willing
girl I
came home in the afternoon. Aunty was perhaps not expecting me and so
to my
delight when she opened the door, I could clearly make out that she was
without
bra under her salwar. She asked me if I was hungry and wanted to eat, I
definitely would have eaten her up, but said yes I wouldn't mind a
light lunch.
She got the chapathis and every time she brought to serve hot chapathi,
I was
treated to generous view of her ample chest through the top of her
salwar. I
had a solid erection seeing this and tried my best to hide it. She did
not seem
to notice it at all and in fact came and sat in front of me while I
ate. She
never wore a dupatta at home and so the view was quite good for me.
All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to break
my
self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha aunty
no
matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this
woman, then
I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty
nisha
plan. All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to
break
my self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha
aunty no
matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this
woman, then
I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty
nisha
plan. First of all I needed to assess what went through the mind of
nisha aunty. It
seemed she was always on the edge when uncle was around and when he was
not
around she seemed much more relaxed and comfortable. When he was in the
house
she would be in the kitchen or some other place working very busily and
even
her clothes would be prim and proper. She would be covered up and
almost no
skin would be seen. But when he was away she would not wear a dupatta
on her
salwar and even her saree would be hung quite carelessly. For me this
meant
more show when uncle was not there and very limited show when he was
around.
Therefore I too became very formal with her in his presence and extra
friendly
when he was not around. I began to praise her cooking saying it was
heavenly
and that she was such a caring and loving person. This led to her
interaction
with me becoming better and more open. I soon started praising her
looks as
well, this subtly first and then more openly. She seemed to enjoying
the
attention I was pouring on her.
I kept a close watch on her and uncle and never did I get an idea that
they
were having sex, it seemed that they didn't have it at all. The only
time it
seemed like they having sex was one night when I heard some noise from
their
room while passing by it. But that soon stopped with the grunting
noises from
uncle. I stayed from some more time near their door and heard the
bathroom door
opening and closing, but nothing more.
Next day aunty seemed a little sad but acted as if nothing was wrong.
As it was
a Saturday I stayed home and did not go out all day. I guessed that if
I stayed
home and pushed my luck a bit maybe nisha aunty would open up to me.
Only the
two of us were there for lunch and right after lunch I asked aunty to
stay and
watch a movie with me. She said all right and sat down on the sofa
along with
me. She was wearing a cotton saree with a white blouse with her white
bra
plainly visible. I praised her cooking and said that along with good
looks god
had gifted her a talent in cooking as well. She smiled weakly and said
that she
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was glad that at least I was there to appreciate her. I told her that I
was a
big fan of hers now and would have gladly married her if she weren't
already
married. She laughed at that and said that I was becoming very naughty
and that
she would have to mention it to uncle sometime soon.
At this I got scared and got worried thinking if she really meant it
then I
would be in big trouble. I became quite serious and told her that I am
sorry if
I offended her and begged her not to mention it to anyone. I said I
would not
repeat it again. She said " arre baba, why are you worried, I was only
kidding.
After all you are my dearest friend and ever since you have come here,
I have a
handsome fan." I told her that she should swear on me that she is not
angry
with me and will not complain to anyone. She promised. I was worried
about her
telling my uncle or anyone about my comments to her, but was keener on
getting
her direct word about what she thought. Now my doubts were cleared and
I had a
green signal to continue my comments on her. So making use of the
opportunity
and to further my cause, I turned round and hugged her tight.
This definitely caught her off guard and I had hugged her under her
arms. Her
breasts were pressed against my chest. It was a wonderful feeling. At
first she
asked what I was doing and tried to escape, but when I held on and
said, " you
are a very nice person and I don't want to hurt you ever. I only wish
you
understand me and don't mistake me", she replied " of course I wont
mistake
you, you are my sweet mukesh. Now please let me go before anyone
comes." I said
that no one would come but did not let go. She hugged me back and said,
"
mukesh please let me go".
"No nisha aunty I want to hug you forever" she laughed and said " ok
you can
hug me later now let me go, I have some work in the kitchen" without
letting go
I asked her what work she had. She said she had to clean the kitchen
and if I
didn't trust her, then I could help her. So I let go of her and said I
going to
keep a close watch on her in the kitchen. She said ok and laughed as
she went
to the kitchen. Her breasts on my chest and hands on her back and her
hugging
me, had given me a huge erection. I adjusted my dick in my shorts and
went
behind her to the kitchen. " oof, how come you are troubling aunty so
much
today" she tried to push me out of the kitchen. But I stood firm and
said she
had agreed to let me watch her and that if I found her not doing any
work I
would hug her immediately. She said she really had work in the kitchen
and I
could hug her if she did not do any work, but also not to do it if
someone was
around. I winked at her and said, "don't worry how do you think I
manage
girlfriends under my father's eyes" " shaitan, so now you have made
into your
girlfriend," we laughed at it and I pulled her into my arms for another
hug.
This time she came without protest. " so are you hugging your aunty
this time
or your girlfriend" " my girlfriend". she lowered her gaze and slipped
out of
my hands. I knew that if I pushed a bit more in this manner I would
have her in
my bed soon. But just then we heard the doorbell and she quickly
adjusted her saree. When I
opened the door, I was surprised to see uncle home and it was only
three in the
afternoon. Uncle who of course was not suspecting anything just gave a
very
enthusiastic hi and said he had forgotten some files that he needed at
home. He
quickly went up to the room and in ten minutes was down again. Aunty
who had
come to the hall, asked him if he needed some tea. He said yes and
asked her to
make some for me as well. We sat down with tea in the hall. Uncle made
some
conversation about how I was a big help to him in the factory and told
aunty
that she needs to take care of me, as I was huge asset to the
organization.
Aunty just smiled nervously and said she would. Quickly uncle finished
his tea
and told aunty that he would be home for dinner and that he would pick
up
avinash on the way from his friends house.
Soon after he left, I saw aunty begin to breathe again. She went to the
kitchen
and went to my room to work on papers. I though aunty would not be in
the mood
now, especially after uncle's visit. I was working in the room for
about an
hour when aunty came into the room. She had changed into a thin and
light
colored salwar kameez. She had also put some light make up on as well.
I asked
if she was dressed to go out. She said it depends on her boyfriend's
mood. I
said of course why not. I removed the t shirt I was wearing and walked
bare-chested to the bathroom. I even left the bathroom door open,
washed up and
came out. I dropped my shorts and acted like I was trying to select
trousers to
wear. All the while I knew aunty was watching me closely. I took two
jeans,
held one in each hand and turned to aunty. I caught aunty looking at my
semi-aroused dick in my underwear. I asked which one should I put on.
She
pointed to one of them and then I got dressed and we headed out on my
kinetic
Honda. On the way to the shopping areas I applied brakes many times,
causing her to
fall on me squashing her breasts on my back. Finally I told her to hold
on to
me. She smiled and held me tight from the back. One hand was around my
stomach
and the other on left shoulder. I kissed her hand on my shoulder
lightly. She
blushed and smiled. We shopped for a while and all the while I would
hold her
hand or her waist or some such thing. We returned at about six in the
evening.
We had picked up some clothes for her and I had purchased a saree for
her in my
salary. Once home I asked to try the saree I had picked for her. She
agreed and
when she back out with the saree worn, I told her that she is looking
like an
angel and that the maroon color of the saree was nicely contrasting
with her
skin. I told her that uncle would go crazy seeing her in this saree.
She said
she didn't think he would even notice it, being as busy as he is with
his work.
I laughed and said that I am more than willing to fill his gaps. She
just
smiled and asked if I was sure. I went near her, took her hands in mine
and
kissed her palms and said, " Just give me a chance". She didn't reply
anything
but just turned and left the room.
I knew my chance was right now or maybe never at all. I followed her as
she
went to her room. She was standing in front of the mirror when I
entered her
room. She just looked at me in the mirror and I stared back at her. She
removed
the palloo of her saree and then let the saree fall to the ground. Her
cleavage
was glistening with a little sweat and she was breathing hard. Just
below her
navel was deep and her belly was shining in the light of the bedroom.
Still
looking at me she removed her hair clip and her hair fell around her
shoulders.
I walked up to her, held her by her waist and kissed her naked neck and
shoulders. Her breathing was harder and she leaned back against me. My
erect
dick was pressed between her ass cheeks. I remove her saree knot from
her waist
and let the entire saree fall down in a heap on the floor. I continued
to kiss
her on her shoulder and neck and also simultaneously rubbing my dick on
her
butt. She too was pressing back against me and saying " my sweet
mukesh, you
love your aunty very much don't you?" I said "yes aunty, uncle is a
fool to not
appreciate you. But don't worry when I am here, you will be well loved"
My hands were on her stomach and now I was cupping her breasts, when we
were
both startled by the doorbell. Twice in the same day we moved away,
without
reaching any conclusion and I went to open the door. Uncle and avinash
were
back home. Avinash was excited about some movie for which uncle had
brought
tickets for. We had no option but to go along to the damn movie. After
a quick
dinner we left for the movie. While entering the theatre uncle and
avinash went
ahead and aunty and me were with each other. As there was a huge crowd
entering
the theatre, I positioned myself behind aunty to ward of men from
feeling her
up in the crowd and ended up feeling her up myself. In the crowd aunty
was
pressed against me and her sweet smell was crowding my thinking as I
let my
hands roam over her body as much as I could. During the movie, aunty
sat next
to me and uncle and avinash, on the other side of aunty. No sooner had
the
lights gone dark, did aunty cautiously lay her hand on my thigh. Taking
a cue
from her I crossed my arms on my chest and with my hand concealed
behind my
other arm and by her saree, I lay siege of her left breast. She was
startled by
my boldness but controlled herself before anyone realized.
After a bit of squeezing her breast, no protest from her, I opened a
few hooks
on her blouse and bra. I was now twirling her nipples in her hand and
she was
massaging my dick from the top of my trousers. We were getting very
aroused by
all this play. Soon it was interval time and lights came on. Since I
had seen
the movie earlier I knew when it would be interval and so we were back
to
normal well before the lights came on. Uncle went out to get avinash
some pepsi
and popcorn, while aunty and I stayed back in the theatre hall. I told
aunty to
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tell uncle that she had sever headache when they returned and that she
wanted
to go home. Aunty agreed and when uncle came back to the theatre, she
told him
she had headache and wanted to go home. As expected avinash wanted to
stay and
watch the movie, so I told them that I had already seen the movie and
didn't
mind taking aunty back home. They agreed to that and I and aunty left
the
theatre in an auto. The ride from theatre to home was spent smooching
so much
that the autodriver, smiled all the way. We got rid of him two roads
away from
our house and walked a little so that he wouldn't which house we were
from.
As soon as we were in front of the house aunty fumbled a bit with the
keys and
opened the door. She slammed it shut once inside and slammed her onto
the door.
I kissed full on her lips and ground my hard dick into her stomach.
This was
not the first time I was passionately smooching a girl but this was the
first
time I was doing it to an older lady and some one who was related to
me. I
stripped her of her saree and she was in her blouse and petticoat in
front of
me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. While
kissing her I
bit her lip and she screamed. I ripped her blouse away to reveal her
blue
designer bra. I was going mad with all this and soon put my hand on her
petticoat string and tugged at it. She pulled my t shirt off and pulled
my belt
open. With our lying there on the floor by the door, I carried her to
the room
in my arms. We continued to kiss all the way to the room.
Once there I threw her on my bed. It was a single cot and the better. I
took of
her bra as well, kissed and sucked on her big breasts. The nipples were
hardened and they were long. Just the way I like them. I sucked on her
left
breast and squeezed the right breast with my hand. I put my hand on her
panty
and it was wet. I massaged her pussy from over the panty itself. She
was
moaning and saying things like " my sweet mukesh". "Make me come, it's
been
such a long time". Who was I to refuse, I continued my play on her pussy
lips
and soon the panty was damp with her juices. I tore the panty open and
inserted
my middle finger into her hole. I was finger fucking her at the same
time as I
was kissed her lips. She inserted her hand into my jocks and pulled on
my dick.
She squeezed my balls and moved her hand up and down my shaft. She
broke our
kiss and pleaded me to no make her wait any longer and to fuck her. I
positioned myself between her legs. She was so wet that I was able to
slide my
dick into her with a little effort itself. Her moans were becoming
louder and
she was meeting me thrust for thrust. Though she had two children and
was
married for sometime her pussy was feeling like a tight glove around my
dick.
Her wetness was combined with her warmth and it was driving me mad. She
kept
grunting and moaning like the worst whore in the world. It was noises
made by
an experienced woman and not the agony of a young girl. She grabbed my
butt and
pulled me closer to her with every push. I took hold of her ankles and
widened
her legs like a big V.
There was the continuous sound of "puch puch" happening combined with
our
collective moans. She increased her screams as she climaxed and I too
came in a
big rush. As globs of my sperm shoot from dick, I squirted it on to her
breasts
and belly. She loving rubbed my come all over her body and smiled at
me. I
collapsed on top her and we kissed for a long time. When we heard the
doorbell
ring, she collected her bra and I held on to her wet panty. She smiled
and ran
away to her bedroom across the first floor corridor.
I put on my pajama and a t-shirt and hid her panty below my mattress
and went
down to open the door. It was then that I saw our clothes all over the
floor. I
pushed all her and my clothes behind the door and opened the door.
Uncle said
that the movie was good and that we missed it. I said it was okay and
that
maybe I ll get the video so that aunty can see it sometime later. Uncle
asked
how aunty was feeling. I told him " she was suffering from headache on
the way
back and so took good care of her. I have given her some strong
medicine. She
will be alright in the morning" Uncle said okay and went to the room.
Avinash
and I returned our room. Avinash entered the room and asked " bhai why
is your
bedsheet all rumpled up, did you fight on it?". I laughed and said that
it
might have been a fight after all, but it was just that I was tossing
around
quite a bit on bed. The next day as usual uncle left to play golf for
most of the day, avinash left
to play with his friends at their house and aunty and I played all
sorts of
games right through the day.
This relationship continued for about the length of my stay at their
place and
at the end of the one-year, uncle requested my father to let me
continue in
their business itself, since I was very good at it. But my father
refused and
said that they had some plans for me when I returned to Bangalore

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Rani Mukherjee has been having a hard time of late, movies had flopped, she only had one film in her kitty and it had already churned out a few controversies. Katrina Kaif & Kareena were ruling the roost, she was now the older generation star and no longer as sale able as she once was.

Gone were the days when people were lining up to have her endorse their products in exchange for hefty amounts. She wasnt eveh sure how long Adi Chopra would let her suck his cock. Depending on his little habit of a blowjob a day was dangerous as his attentions could shift anytime. Movie business could truly suck once you were 30.

She asked her brother who handled her business dealings to look for some kind of a product endorsement deal that she could align with while her movie career was slow. Raja her brother began asking around and was encouraged by a promising message from a big clothing company.

"they are launching a new Saree brand and are hoping to have you work with them on this" Raja told Rani, who felt fairly encouraged. They were expecting an offer.

One morning Raja informed her that the offer had been recieved and it stood at 75,00,000 for 12 months with a 30% for every year its extended, he was going to leave and heard to Calcutta to finalise the legal stuff with the lawyer immediately.

The next morning she got a call from Raja and he asked her to meet with the CEO RK, who was visiting Bombay for a day. Since he was still in Calcutta, she would have to go by herself and talk to him.

He told her not to discuss money or any other issues but to just go and charm him. Ordinarily Rani hated discussing money or meeting people on her own, especially strangers being a big star meant she got her own way a lot and was usually away from the nit picking that goes on in business. She only liked to get the money in the bank and the star treatment on set. However they needed the money bad and this could turn out to be a long term gig and would go a long way in settling their money needs for the next 2-3 years.


She grudingly agreed to meet with the CEO at Vista, the Taj Lands End coffee shop, a popular meeting place for film folk. Turning up at 8pm she was shown to the table where a middle aged, decent looking gentleman wa seated.

"Hi, i am Rani" she said in her very husky voice. The man stood up and shook her hand "hi, i am RK, CEO of Garmentrix, Pleasure to meet you " Rani took his hand and held it for a second longer than she had to, looked right in his eyes and said "the pleasure is all mine" never breaking eye contact.

The moment he heard Rani say pleasure in that husky voice RK felt his cock stir, this was the first movie star they had hired. He looked at Rani, she was wearing a Garmentrix saree, nice touch he thought.

It was silk blue and clinged on to her voluptous frame, Rani had never been the slimmest girl in the world but her figure lent well to Sarees. Her blouse was adverntously cut, deep showing her cleavage, the pally of her saree was left transparent strategically so as not to hide her cleavge.

She looked smashing. "shall we sit" Rani said, RK, lost in his thoughts, was brought back to earth and apologised,

"Do forgive me Raniji"

"Call me Rani please"

"Okay, Rani. What would you like"

"The contract" she said and let it hang out there

RK was not sure what to make of it.

then she burst out in laughter, her whole face lit up she put her hand to her face and started to shake, the bountious cleavage heaving up and down, RK wondered what her breasts looked like for a moment and then looked at her, she was still laughing.

"i am sorry, i joke around a little too much"

"Its okay, a beautiful woman like you, is forgiven everything"

She smiled, flattery worked well with her but she had to play this carefully. She had butterflies in her stomach, she didnt know why.

"Raniju, ill be honest with you, i think you are brilliant fit for our product but the compensation we have offered you is much too generous considering your current success rate"

Ranis heart sank.

"The board feels we could get someone with a slightly bigger market presence for just a little bit more"

Rani, felt betrayed, she didnt have to listen to this. she had done 40 movies and worked exlusively for Yash Raj, sucked enough cock to not be fobbed off by a fuckwit from Calcutta.

But she controlled her situation. This guy looked straight forward, like he fucked his wife thrice a month and came insider her missionary. If she could play this right she could def pull it off.

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Rani, looked into RKs face, focused on his eyes and leaned in. She had made up her mind, to go for broke.

"RKji, where is your brand based"

RK, not sure where it was going said "Kolkata madam"

"So, tell me, where will you find a Bengali superstar who can look good in your product, fit in your market"

RK had no answer.

She then took his hand in her hand

"you are thinking of hiring Katrina or Kareena, let me tell you, they dont wear Sarees, they will only do this for the money and will forget about the next day"

She let that hang in the air.

"But madam"

"RK ji, no butts, only hands"

Rk then felt something move around his cock, for a minute he thought he was dreaming. Then he felt it move even again, it was her foot and it was massaging his cock. The last time he had felt something on his cock, other than his hand had been when his maid had sucked him off 2 months ago.

"But madam, the board"

"Rkji, you are the CEO, it is YOUR board, they work for you, not the other way around"

RK, felt elated, the foot in his cock and a figurative superstar tongue in his ass made him feel like a superstar.

But then again he thought if what he was doing was wise, his shoulder fell, Rani saw that. She stopped moving her foot around his cock and pulled back. RKji, come ill show you something that will help you make your decision quicker.

She walked out of the restaurant and took the lift to the third floor. She walked into the womens room, there was no one there. She grabbed his hand and took him to a stall.

Rk was not sure of what was about to happen but he was prepared. She put him in the stall and made him stand. She sat on the pot and unzipped his pants and took out his cock.

Then she looked right in his eyes and threw her pallu off herself. Showing her cleavage and offering it as a feat to his eyes. the blood rushed to RKs cock and it began to harden.

"RKji, do you think Katrina could do this" saying this she plunged the cock into her her mouth. RK didnt know what hit him, his eyes rolled into his head and he began to gasp. Waves of pleasure were beginign to rise as Rani began to move her mouth over and around the cock, using her tongue to flick around the head while her hands cupped his balls.

She grabbed one of his hands and put it on her breasts, "Rkji, inhe chodiyega nahi" RK obeyed and grabbed the breasts, they felt just like he imagined they would. Round, fleshy, soft but filling his hands. In the middle of his two hands was her wonderful face attached to the glorious mouth which was giving him more pleasure than he had ever had.

"Raniji, ap kitni sundar hain, yeh kitna acha lag raha hain" (you are so beautfiul, this feels so good)

This was just like any other day in the movie business of late she had sucked only Adis cock but back in the 90s she had to suck off even the cameraman. Poor idiot... she thought. About to pay me lakhs for what he could get for 1000 bucks anywhere.

Rk began to pant, he could feel his orgasm building, Rani meanwhile could feel his grip on her tits and knew what was to come. She began to suck even harder and grabbed the base of his cock tight, she then moved her other hand from his balls to his ass and began fingering it.

RK didnt know what hit him and he came in waves, his knees grew weak and he would have fallen if the door had not been shut. Rani took the shots in her mouth and swalloed. Leaving some on her tongue which she licked around her lips and chin.

RK seeing his cum on Ranis mouth and face thought he had died and gone to heaven.

Rani spoke, "Rkji, this is how committed i am to workng with Garmentrix"

RK, exhausted, spent and pleasured said "Ji Rani ji, agreed but we will have to do something about the 30% increase"

Rani, looked up, leaned back spread her legs and lifted her saree. She smiled a smile. RKs cock ached but couldnt help stirring again.

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I never thought I can give this kind of present for my son from me on the new millinium. My name is Vijaya. My son Ramesh is working in US and returned home for the millinium. As usual I was very excited to see him. He has been living in US for 5 years now and he comes home every 2 years. He arrived on the Christmas day as myself and his dad went to the airport to pick him.
Ramesh was very excited to see us both despite his jetlag and just kept talking. Since we picked him up in the middle of the night we went to bed soon eventhough Ramesh wasn't keen. In the morning after the breakfast we sat down to open our presents. They were lot of them. Jewelry, perfumes, clothes etc... Some were for his friends and our relatives but most were for his mom and dad.
For the next 4/5 days Ramesh was constantly with me helping in my kitchen and in other chores telling tales about his US life. Every now and then he went to see his friends to catchup with him.
On the 31st, I thought of asking him on a gift from me for the new year. At lunch, his dad came from work to have lunch with us and on the table I brought up the topic. His dad also liked it and said he would like give another gift too. Ramesh refused any gifts at first but I kept stressing. After some time he told his dad that he will accept anything his dad gives and told me he will think and tell me what he wants from me.
His dad has left few minutes after his lunch and I resumed to cleaning the dishes in the kitchen. All the time I was giving ideas for him and he kept rejecting them. Then I asked him "Probably we should get you a wife!" Ramesh blushed a lot and said "Na...I am too young for it". We laughed off. After few moments Ramesh said "I know what I want for new year mom! I was afraid to say it before dad." I said "Thats good! Then spit it out!"
Ramesh said "Hope you wont be upset mom!"
"I wont..Tell me...If I can afford it I will" I replied.
"Sure you wont be upset mom!"
"Yes honey! I wont! Now tell me" asked him eagerly.
Ramesh paused for a moment and said "Gosh! This is so embarrassing!"
"Come on Ramesh! It wont be that bad"
After another moment he said "I want you mom!"
I laughed "You want me son? You have already got me!"
"No! I mean I want more of you mom!" Ramesh replied.
"More of me! What more honey? Do you want me to come to US too?"
"Well, I want that too but...more means..." Ramesh hesitated again.
I said "Come on Ramesh! more means?"
Ramesh paused again for a while an then said "aah...I want something....that is underneath your saree mom.."
I was stunned. Before I could recover, he continued "I want to lick your yoni (pussy) and enter it mom"
My senses went blank....I could not hear anymore. I could see Ramesh but can't hear his voice. I was dumbfound.
Then suddenly half of my blood rushed to my mouth and suddenly I uttered "I am your MOTHER for god sake Ramesh! What the hell are your asking?"

Ramesh said "You only provoked me mom. I just told you what I want."
"I am you mother...You don't expect to get gifts like that from your mother!" I paused.
"This is sick Ramesh! Why do you want such a gift from me?"
"Because I love you mother"
"Is this the way to show your love? By asking your mother to sleep with you?"
Ramesh kept quiet.
"Oh Ramesh! What has gotten on to you son? If you are lonely we will get you married!"
Ramesh interrupted "No mom! I don't want anyone but you"
"But I am your mother! You were born out of me. You are my body!"
"But I am a man now mother! You have been great to me as mother and I want you to be my woman too!"
"Shut up! Dont say that kind of words" I screamed.
Ramesh kept quiet and I walked into my bedroom and shut the door.
I kept thinking. I still have these pictures of my son in my thoughts...so innocent and respectful. What happened to him? He is lusting for his own mother. I bore him for 9 months and brought him to this world. He was a good student and has done well in his life. And then suddenly this? Must have been the westernisation I thought. My thoughts drifted along for another hour or so and by then my anger got lost. I felt sorry for Ramesh.
I came out of the room and looked for Ramesh. I looked in his room. He was lying on his bed reading a book. I walked in towards his bed. He pretended my absence.
I walked up to him, sat on the bed and asked "Why Ramesh? How did you get such an unnatural thought?"
He smiled, then got up, picked up a cd he brought with him, held my hand and pulled me to the computer room.
He loaded the cd and opened a webpage on the cd. The page had a picture of me and below it, it had numerous links to several text files. The he clicked on one and showed it to me. It was a erotic mother/son incest story!
All the other files were mother/son sex stories too. Some were consensual and others were rapes. Some involved sleeping or un-concious state sex. Many even claimed mothers getting pregnant by their sons!
Gosh! So much literature on mother/son incest!
Ramesh left me there for me to explore more. I was disgusted at first but slowly I got interested in the stories. Some even write that they recommend mothers to have sex with their sons.
I read through some of them before it was time for me to cook for dinner. I left the computer and Ramesh took his cd back.
I had to go to bathroom to ease myself off after reading those stories. No wonder those stories gave Ramesh some sexual thoughts about his mother.
Ramesh never spoke to me about it after that. We had our dinner and we went to sleep early. Ramesh was still watching tv. That night I had to seduce my husband to fuck me. He was surprised a bit about my sexual intensions but we had an excellent sex. My hubby is a good lover. But to be frank, during the act I replaced him with my son fucking me.
But I took care not to utter his name aload.
The whole night I kept thinking about those stories. I even dreamt of them.
In the morning after the breakfast, I waited until his dad left saying he will not be coming home that night as he has y2k work. As soon as he is out I asked Ramesh for the cd. Ramesh didnot utter a word and gave me the cd.
I spent prettymuch the whole day reading those stories. I was suprised to see somany of them. And there were many with Indian cultural background too!
We had lunch...I went back to the computer. We had afternoon tea...I went back to the computer. I took a break to cook dinner for both of us and soon after we had our dinner. Ramesh insisted he will go to his friends place but I told him not to. He was not happy and resumed his tv watching. We both watched the tv until midnight. We the clock striked 12 we congratulated eachother on new year. His dad rang us from work and Ramesh rang all his friends here and in US to wish them.

After calling everybody Ramesh resumed his tv watching as I went to my bedroom. Then I took off my saree and my blouse leaving only the bra and pettycoat. Then I called Ramesh.
Ramesh walked into the room and I caould see him being agape looking at me. I told him to come inside and lock the door. He locked the door and turned towards me and I said "Here is your gift Ramesh! Your mother's body and her yoni"
Ramesh was very excited "Really mom?"
I said "Yes son!"
He just leaped towards me saying "Oh Thank you mom! Thank you verymuch!" hugging me tight and planting his lips onto mine. The sensations of my son's lips on mine was excellent. He then he sucked my lips and tongued my mouth. It was ecstatic enjoying my son's sexual moves and rubs. He was caressing my body with his hands. He moved his hands slowly on to my buttocksand then inserted his hands between my thighs to touch my pussy. I sqealed a bit enjoying his explorations. He stroked my ass crack and my pussy with his middle finger for a moment and the moved his hand to untangle my pettycoat's thread knot. As he untangled I felt a bit shy as I tried to hold on to my sliding pettycoat but he was too quick to grab my hand. He then whispered in my ear saying "let me unwrap my gift mom". I was excited to my high with those words. He then untied my bra to reveal my motherly breasts for him. This time to satisfy his sexual hunger. He then took my nipple into his mouth and started sucking on it. It was my son sucking my breasts but I had feeling of my lover sucking me.
He kept sucking my breasts for few minutes interchanging them by caressing the other. It was a breast sucking sex of my life. I wondered where did he learn all this?
Then the took me to the bed and laid me on my back. By now I just bacame a follower doing everything he wants me to do. He then started kissing my breasts and slowly worked towards my navel and then to my lower abdomen towards my thick bush. As he reached my bush I inadvertantly raised my legs and folded them for him to access. He then used his left hand to widen my crack as he looked at my pussy with curiosity. I felt embarrassed for a moment as he looked on at his birth place. Then he slowly moved towards it to take my clit into his mouth and starting sucking it. It was at that instant I had my first orgasm. It just happened because of my excitement I guess.
He sucked my clit for few moments and then his tongue was allover my cunt. He inserted it into my vagina, fucked me with it and licked every part of my pussy clean. It was then he took off his clothes as I watched him in desperate condition of having my cunt fucked. I never was in this position before. When ever I wanted I hinted my hubby and within minutes he was on to it. Now it appeared as if Ramesh took ages to remove his clothes. As he took off his pajama his cock sprung up like a cunt seeking device pointing towards me. I never imagined I will get to see my son's erection to the least that I am gonna be fucked by his thick meat.
As soon as he undressed Ramesh moved over me, positioned himself, held his dick with his right hand and then ran over the head over my pussy lips and my clit. I shuddered as his head touched my clit. He did it for few strokes and then he inserted it into my vagina. I moaned loud. It was the moment I was waiting for. The union of yoni and lingam....the union of mother and son....the union of my flesh with me.
I was at my sexual ecstacy as he started fucking me slowly for few strokes. Than suddenly he started pounding my cunt in vigourous motion. I started moaning more and more louder as he increased his rhythm. It was then I had my second orgasm. Ramesh too climaxed not long after that as he squirted his potent seed into me for the first time.
He then collapsed on me patting and puffing as if he had been thru an aerobic session.
After few moments he said "Mom, that was the best gift I ever had in my life"
I asked "Did you enjoy your gift?"
He said "Yes! More than anything! How about you?"
I said "I enjoyed every moment of being your gift" stroking my fingers thru his hair.
He concluded "I love you mom"
I said "I love you too son" as he moved to kiss my lips.
After the kiss he asked me "Will I get to use my gift again?"
I said "Yes! Anytime whenever there is opportunity!"
"How about now?" he said pushing his semi erect dick into my soppy pussy.
I was shocked that he is already getting hardon. I replied "Ok son!" enjoying our copulation and anticipating for another ride of my life!

contd...................

[sexspl1965]

Half an hour after my son finished filling me with his cum, he was fast sleep beside me. I too was tired from our my sexual encounter and dozed off thinking about all that happened we hours ago.
I donot know how long I slept but I was waken by the sound of somebody opening the front door. I gotup immediately to find my clothes but heard the steps getting near. I quickly grabbed my blouse and went back to bed and covered the blanket over me. I didnot even had time to hook my blouse. So I turned on my side trying to hook atleast the first hook. Then the door opened and it was Ramesh's dad. He switched the light on as I pretended I just got woken up. I looked at him and said "You're back?" He said "yes! not any serious problems so came back". He looked at Ramesh as I told him "He wanted to sleep with me here. I will wake him up". I carefully started turning so that he would not notice my open blouse. By then he interrupted "Don't worry! Let him sleep here. I will sleep on his bed". I did not attempt to move then on and he switched off the light and went to Ramesh's room. I laughed at my position. Good that Ramesh is my son. Otherwise which husband would see his wife in bed with a naked man and walk away saying 'let him sleep?'
Underneath the blanket his son is completely naked with his mothers' drying cunt juices all around his dick and his pubic hair. And I am wearing my blouse unhooked and completely nakedbelow my stomach with my cunt filled with his son's thick cum. It gave a whole new meaning for the phrase "looks deceive!"
I was so excited by the scenethat I had to wake Ramesh for another session of mother/son sexual ecstacy.
That night was a night of my life with my son fucking me on my bed and my husband sleeping in next room. Ramesh too started talking kinky after he knew that his dad is sleeping in his room. During our fuck session he kept saying words like "Ah! I am in heaven...thanks dad" and "you have a sexy wife dad". I was terribly afraid that his dad might come back. I think if a mother like me wants to have an extramarital affair, I recommend them to seduce their sons. How many times you will get to fuck your lover while your husband is sleeping next room?
The next morning I got up early to prepare the breakfast. I felt great that morning! Ramesh and his dad though, slept well until 9am. Since both had slept late I let them sleep until then and the went to my hubby to wake him up. I woke him up and he grabbed me to give a good lip kiss for the new year. We both hugged for a while as he embrassed me tight. I told him he should get up as it is getting late. He murmured a bit, gave me another kiss and then trotted to bathroom telling me to wake Ramesh up. He dissappeared into the toilet as I went to our bedroom to wake ramesh up. I woke him up and started pulling his blanket. He is still naked underneath it and I wanted to take a peek at the manhood that took care of my lust last night. He held on to the blanket and asked where his dad was. I told him he is in the toilet. Then he suddenly pulled me on to him as I stumbled on him and he gave me a deep lip kiss. I tried to struggle first but then I stopped as I enjoyed my second kiss of the morning with my second man. He held my left breast with his right hand and started caressing it while kissing. After a while I stopped him and got off him telling him to get up and walked out to the kitchen.
Ramesh got up and went to our second bathroom. After a while he came back to me in the kitchen while I was standing at the kitchen table. He asked me where's his dad and I said he might be taking a shower. He then asked "where's my breakfast?" I said "wait! its getting ready! Let your dad come." He said "not that breakfast mom!" and came to me from behind, aligned his dick against my ass cheeks, put his hand into my saree tangles and held my womanhood and said "this mom". I was so excited with his kinky gesture I almost came. I could'nt help but moan a little and said to him "you just had late night snack few hours ago! Are you still hungry?" He said rubbing my mound and his dick "Yes mom! your food is so tasty I cannot have enough of it!" I said trying to overcome the feeling "this food legally belongs to your dad! So don't try to eat it while your dad is around!"
"No?...not even a taste?" Ramesh said in a dissappointed tone still rubbing my pussy lips thru my saree. I was so excited, I could feel my juices coming out but tried controlling it and told him "Nop! not even a taste! Wait until your dad is gone and you can eat as much as you want"
Before I could finish the sentence, Ramesh took his hand away from my pussy as he saw his dad coming. His dad must have over heard my sentence, he asked "What is that you want to eat son?" I stumbled on hearing his words but regained my composure and said "You son is very hungry! He wants his breakfast before you come!" I almost laughed at the kinky meaning of those words. I was looking at Ramesh who by now walking into the lounge with a big smile on his face smelling his fingers that rubbed my cuntlips.
"Then you should have given him! He must be starving!" his dad said. Ramesh quickly looked at me with a lustful gaze and said "See! Dad doesn't object!"
"I don't object! If he is hungry you should feed him Kantam!" his dad added. "I can eat later"
I turned away as I could not smile at my hubby's innocense. I thought to myself "If you know what me and Ramesh are talking about, you would not only object but kill us both"
We cut the chat and had our breakfast. Ramesh kept passing me "give me your pussy" looks at me. After we had enough to eat, there is still some left so I asked Ramesh if he would like an another round. He said "No mom! Not now". He paused a while and then said "I will have my next round after dad is gone to work". I knew what he was getting at but kept quite. His dad said "Thats my boy! Take a break and have another round! It will make your mother happy!"
Every word my hubby says is inducing a twitch in my already drooling cunt. Added to it Ramesh is taking it further saying "Will you be happy mom?.........will you?". He kept asking until I said "Yes!"
Ramesh sat on the couch watching tv while his dad dressup to go to work. I knew he is watching tv but counting the moments of his dad leaving the house. Finally after 10 mins his dad bid bye to me and Ramesh and Ramesh saw him off and closed the front door. Before I could hear his dad opening the car door, Ramesh is already naked and untangling my saree. He ripped my saree off and threw it on the couch and dragged me to our bedroom while hugging me and caressing my breasts.
By the time his dad pulled the car out of our driveway Ramesh got me naked and was all over my body. He did not listen to my plead that his dad could come back. As he inserted his dick into my wet pussy, I heard my hubby's car drive away. I didnot have any relief until his car pulled away and before he was gone, Ramesh is already pounding my pussy with vigourous and long strokes.
I was amazed by Ramesh's restlessness to fuck his mother. His dad did not even leave the premises he has already made me naked and copulating with my vagina. Before I could come to my senses and started enjoying, Ramesh already came spurting his hot cream into me. He must have been very hot. We both were patting for breath and we are in a mess. We both were lying across the bed with Ramesh on top of me. My blouse and pettycoat lying on the floor. My pussy is all wet with combination of our juices. I was left unfulfilled as Ramesh finished earlier than me.
"Thanks for the second breakfast mom" Ramesh uttered while controlling his breath. "It was as good as your real breakfast"
"You have eaten forbidden food Ramesh!" I said smiling. "This food belongs to your dad"
"You know mom" Ramesh said squeezing my nipples "Forbidden food is always tasty...specially my mother's...Once tasted you can never stop"
"And then, dad himself gave me permission to eat" he said as we both laughed.
We spent most of the new year day naked and on bed. We fucked four times before we both were exhausted and it was time for his dad to get back from work.
It was only in the evening I wore my saree again. Ramesh never gave me an oppotunity to wear it keeping my pussy wet all the day. He had a final snack before his dad came home and started complaining his dick hurts.
I never had somany fucks in a day for years. Ramesh's dad used to fuck me like that when we were young. Never thought I will see that day again.
contd.......................

[sexspl1965]

To say the least from that day onwards, Ramesh became my second lover. We became mother and son only for other people and for his dad. It was very hard to balance being mother and lover with a stud son around and doing all kinds of mischievous things. Ramesh never had enough of me and used to molest me even when somebody is around. he does more of it when somebody is around us. He would never let an opportunity go to fondle his mother's body. I always wondered whether he is doing it for shear lust or to hint people around that he is bonking his mother. In anycase, I liked it.
Ramesh's four week holidays passed by in a flick. This time his holiday was spent in an unexpected manner though! He had new girl and I had a new lover. The new millinium has provided me with a son-lover and with lots of cum in my pussy and another cocktail of love juice marks on my bedsheet. I thought I would get him a bride this time but never imagined I would become his lover and take his semen in me.
A week before Ramesh's departure, I became sad. Previously, it used to be only a son's see off. Now its a son and lover. He made me rid of all sexual frustrations I had and took me to a new hieght of sexual ecstacy where only a son can take his mother to. I felt sad missing a son and a lover. Ramesh has another week in singapore before he would go back to US. Seeing me very dejected of Ramesh's departure his dad suggested me to take a trip to singapore with him. I was so excited but at the same time I felt a bit guilty that I am taking advantage of my hubby. It wasn't until the next day when Ramesh lifted my pettycoat yet again to show me heaven, I decided I need to have another week of this forbidden dick of my son. So I booked and flew with my son to sinagpore. Ramesh and I had time of our life. It wasn't a lot different from India but in singapore Ramesh got access to his mother's pussy even in the night. Shopping and sex were the two main things in our agenda with everything rolling around those. We talked to my hubby on phone but everytime we talked to him Ramesh was either licking or fucking my pussy. We both talked together with him while our genitals locked. Only a son can give this opportunity!
Before we knew the week was over and we had the time of our lives. Ramesh saw me off at the airport the day before he flew to US.
I flew back with fond memories of our lustful 'honeymoon' followed by a big shopping bag. Ramesh took care of all the shopping bills. Somehow I felt like I was his escort or a call-girl and Ramesh paid me for my services to him. The perverted feeling in me was satisfied that I became a personal whore for my son.
After he is gone to US Ramesh called me more often specially when his dad is not around to talk about his fantacies of fucking his mother. He makes me so hot on phone that I tell him I replaced his dick with my fingures as we kept talking. I even asked him if he thought of me as his escort during our singapore lustweek. Ramesh said it was not the case and he payed the bills as a gratitude of me being a perfect mother. It was until later I found our that Ramesh also paid for my airfare. Ramesh might have did it for love towards his mother but I certainly felt I escorted my son while in s'pore. With the amount of spending he did on me, I figured its well over 5000 rupees per day. We kept talking about all the kinky things. Our phone calls have become more like lover calls instead of mother and son ones. He never completed a call without giving me an orgasm when his dad is not around.
It wasn't another three weeks passed by, I realised Ramesh has left me more than my fond memories of becoming his lover and probably his whore. The loads of semen my pussy was soaked in all the time when Ramesh was here finally managed to penetrate my egg. Little did my egg know that the semen was from my own son. Little did Ramesh's semen knew that it his mother's egg he's penetrating. How would they know? Their job is to procreate. The evolutionary cycle has turned around with semen from my own son penetrated his own mother's egg.
I went into this philosophy mode. All these mother/son relationships are all created by us. In my opinion everybody is free to mate with everybody. Look at animals; a son always fucks his mother to mate and create more. Likewise a mother always gives her son a chance to make her pregnant. Take a look at ancient history! Every culture has mother son turned lovers relationships. The mother earth also mated with her son to produce. Eve was Adam's mother. Eve also became the wife of her another son/grandson Cain whom she produced through Adam. Several greek legends married and lusted for their mother. The famous Jocasta and Oedipus mother/son copulation yeilded 3 children. Jocasta must have been one happy woman when she married her son.
In my opinion mother/son sex is natural thing to do. Since a woman matures and marries generally when she is 15/16, her breeding season is divided between her husband and son/s. The first fifteen years until she turns 30 are husband's to produce and when her sons turn 15 she should be mating with her offspring and breed with them until the age of menopause. For me it seems logical and our bodies are designed for it. It is a well known fact that women reach their prime sexual stage when they are past 30, the age when her sons too reach a sexual age. The sexual desire of a mother and her son would balance each other at that stage.
I started out late now at 43, but I still feel I have few more years to breed with my son. I am starting now. To say the least I am pregnant with my son. It felt good. I felt as if I am godess Rati, the love godess who became a lover to her son Kama, the cupid.
As usual my husband thought his semen lacked some discipline and invaded his wife's womb. My mother-loving son is very excited that his semen made its way to penetrate his mother's egg and made his sexy and slutty mother pregnant with his child. I have mixed fellings about this. I am not happy because I am pregnant at this age but at the same time I am excited because my own son made me pregnant. I am fucked by both men of my life and I became pregnant by both of them.
Few weeks later I was stuck between two males competing for possession of a pregnant female. Ramesh might have thought he wanted to see his slutty mother belly grow as his baby took shape. So he proposed his dad that I should go to US. He used the excuse saying hospitals are better there. His dad on the other hand wants me to be with him so that he can see me safe. I took the backstage letting them sort out as I have nothing to loose. No matter where I stay I will get good care and my bed will always be warm. If I am here I will have my hubby dick in my pussy and if I am there my son will still keep it lubricated and wet.
Finally Ramesh won. His dad let go as he knew I will be well there. A week later, during fourth month of my pregnancy, my hubby saw me off at the airport. I felt sorry for him since he is unknowingly send me to my lover and illicit father of my baby.
Ramesh picked me up from the airport in US. He was very excited to see his mother-lover. We drove home and he waited nomore to see his mother naked with her growing belly. We both celebrated with you know what!!! He fucked me passionately as if a husband parting from his wife for a long time. I don't need to tell you the happenings in detail after that. The life is usual with doctor visits, pregnant sex, dad/hubby phone calls to India, sex again, parent talk with my son as mother of his baby, and more sex. We are tired of inventing new postions to rest my belly while Ramesh filled me.
A month later, my son revealed his ultimate desire. A desire to marry me. I was shocked at first but was happy that he wanted to marry me. He said "Since we are already having a baby together, we should get married."
I did not get his point. I said "But I am already married Ramesh! to your dad! How can I marry you?"
He said "I don't know! Divorce him or..."
I said "Shut up! Why would I spoil a good relationship? And whats wrong with staying as of now?"
He said "Like how?"
I said "Like now! Married to my hubby! You will still get what you getting from me and have me anytime you like! What wrong with being as now? The baby is yours and I dont' need to change surnames either"
Ramesh interrupted "But I want you all by myself mom! I want to be your hubby! I want to take care of you myself"
I said "Thats sweet son! But I am also your mother and still married to your dad! I might be pregnant by you and sleep with you but relationwise you will still be my son first!"
I could see Ramesh got disappointed by my rejection. He didnot talk to me well for two hours after that. So I put a proposal. I said "How about an agreement?"
"What agreement?" he asked.
"Since you will be here in US for a while, I can be your wife when I am here!"
"How?"
"We can marry here and I will become your wife. Whenever I am here I will be called as your wife. But I India I will be your dad's wife and your mother. You can share my body with your dad but only as your mother as we are doing now. That means I will be your wife in US and your dad's in India"
The idea seems to have worked with him. But then he asked "What if dad comes here?"
I said "You dad will be the same person to you when you will be in India. He will be my illicit lover here"
Ramesh laughed "Dad? your illicit lover?"
"Yes! Once I am married to you he will become my lover not hubby!"
Ramesh agreed. The following friday, we went to a temple and got married. He put me another mangal sutra around my neck and formally I accpeted my son Ramesh to be my second husband. I became my own daughter-in-law. For the firstime after my son fucked me, he removed my clothes and fucked me as a husband. I felt Ramesh is more a husband to me than his dad as by the time Ramesh married me I am already pregnant by him and it appeared to me as if I am his real wife.
Five months after we got married, we had a baby girl. Ramesh's dad flew to US to see his daughter. We stayed together for three months. Ramesh and his dad competed yet again for their first fuck with me after delivery. But this time his dad won as he is in holiday here. The next day Ramesh took me to a hotel to get his first taste of his mother-wife's pussy after delivery somehow avoiding his dad coming with us. I didnot tell Ramesh that his dad had the first milking session with his mother's cunt.
After three months, Ramesh's dad flew back to India giving Ramesh more time to fuck his mother-wife. Ramesh reluctantly sent me to India after another three months.
But things changed in India as I found out that my husband was cheating on me too! I demonstrated anger and left to US. It has been eight months eversince I came back to US to become Ramesh's wife. There is no chance of going back to India as Ramesh knocked me again and I am pregnant with our second child. This time though there is no way that I can bluff that Ramesh's dad knocked me. He would eventually know that his own son is also bonking his wife and Ramesh is the father of our baby.

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[Hotest]

To say the least from that day onwards, Ramesh became my second lover. We became mother and son only for other people and for his dad. It was very hard to balance being mother and lover with a stud son around and doing all kinds of mischievous things. Ramesh never had enough of me and used to molest me even when somebody is around. he does more of it when somebody is around us. He would never let an opportunity go to fondle his mother's body. I always wondered whether he is doing it for shear lust or to hint people around that he is bonking his mother. In anycase, I liked it.
Ramesh's four week holidays passed by in a flick. This time his holiday was spent in an unexpected manner though! He had new girl and I had a new lover. The new millinium has provided me with a son-lover and with lots of cum in my pussy and another cocktail of love juice marks on my bedsheet. I thought I would get him a bride this time but never imagined I would become his lover and take his semen in me.
A week before Ramesh's departure, I became sad. Previously, it used to be only a son's see off. Now its a son and lover. He made me rid of all sexual frustrations I had and took me to a new hieght of sexual ecstacy where only a son can take his mother to. I felt sad missing a son and a lover. Ramesh has another week in singapore before he would go back to US. Seeing me very dejected of Ramesh's departure his dad suggested me to take a trip to singapore with him. I was so excited but at the same time I felt a bit guilty that I am taking advantage of my hubby. It wasn't until the next day when Ramesh lifted my pettycoat yet again to show me heaven, I decided I need to have another week of this forbidden dick of my son. So I booked and flew with my son to sinagpore. Ramesh and I had time of our life. It wasn't a lot different from India but in singapore Ramesh got access to his mother's pussy even in the night. Shopping and sex were the two main things in our agenda with everything rolling around those. We talked to my hubby on phone but everytime we talked to him Ramesh was either licking or fucking my pussy. We both talked together with him while our genitals locked. Only a son can give this opportunity!
Before we knew the week was over and we had the time of our lives. Ramesh saw me off at the airport the day before he flew to US.
I flew back with fond memories of our lustful 'honeymoon' followed by a big shopping bag. Ramesh took care of all the shopping bills. Somehow I felt like I was his escort or a call-girl and Ramesh paid me for my services to him. The perverted feeling in me was satisfied that I became a personal whore for my son.
After he is gone to US Ramesh called me more often specially when his dad is not around to talk about his fantacies of fucking his mother. He makes me so hot on phone that I tell him I replaced his dick with my fingures as we kept talking. I even asked him if he thought of me as his escort during our singapore lustweek. Ramesh said it was not the case and he payed the bills as a gratitude of me being a perfect mother. It was until later I found our that Ramesh also paid for my airfare. Ramesh might have did it for love towards his mother but I certainly felt I escorted my son while in s'pore. With the amount of spending he did on me, I figured its well over 5000 rupees per day. We kept talking about all the kinky things. Our phone calls have become more like lover calls instead of mother and son ones. He never completed a call without giving me an orgasm when his dad is not around.
It wasn't another three weeks passed by, I realised Ramesh has left me more than my fond memories of becoming his lover and probably his whore. The loads of semen my pussy was soaked in all the time when Ramesh was here finally managed to penetrate my egg. Little did my egg know that the semen was from my own son. Little did Ramesh's semen knew that it his mother's egg he's penetrating. How would they know? Their job is to procreate. The evolutionary cycle has turned around with semen from my own son penetrated his own mother's egg.
I went into this philosophy mode. All these mother/son relationships are all created by us. In my opinion everybody is free to mate with everybody. Look at animals; a son always fucks his mother to mate and create more. Likewise a mother always gives her son a chance to make her pregnant. Take a look at ancient history! Every culture has mother son turned lovers relationships. The mother earth also mated with her son to produce. Eve was Adam's mother. Eve also became the wife of her another son/grandson Cain whom she produced through Adam. Several greek legends married and lusted for their mother. The famous Jocasta and Oedipus mother/son copulation yeilded 3 children. Jocasta must have been one happy woman when she married her son.
In my opinion mother/son sex is natural thing to do. Since a woman matures and marries generally when she is 15/16, her breeding season is divided between her husband and son/s. The first fifteen years until she turns 30 are husband's to produce and when her sons turn 15 she should be mating with her offspring and breed with them until the age of menopause. For me it seems logical and our bodies are designed for it. It is a well known fact that women reach their prime sexual stage when they are past 30, the age when her sons too reach a sexual age. The sexual desire of a mother and her son would balance each other at that stage.
I started out late now at 43, but I still feel I have few more years to breed with my son. I am starting now. To say the least I am pregnant with my son. It felt good. I felt as if I am godess Rati, the love godess who became a lover to her son Kama, the cupid.
As usual my husband thought his semen lacked some discipline and invaded his wife's womb. My mother-loving son is very excited that his semen made its way to penetrate his mother's egg and made his sexy and slutty mother pregnant with his child. I have mixed fellings about this. I am not happy because I am pregnant at this age but at the same time I am excited because my own son made me pregnant. I am fucked by both men of my life and I became pregnant by both of them.
Few weeks later I was stuck between two males competing for possession of a pregnant female. Ramesh might have thought he wanted to see his slutty mother belly grow as his baby took shape. So he proposed his dad that I should go to US. He used the excuse saying hospitals are better there. His dad on the other hand wants me to be with him so that he can see me safe. I took the backstage letting them sort out as I have nothing to loose. No matter where I stay I will get good care and my bed will always be warm. If I am here I will have my hubby dick in my pussy and if I am there my son will still keep it lubricated and wet.
Finally Ramesh won. His dad let go as he knew I will be well there. A week later, during fourth month of my pregnancy, my hubby saw me off at the airport. I felt sorry for him since he is unknowingly send me to my lover and illicit father of my baby.
Ramesh picked me up from the airport in US. He was very excited to see his mother-lover. We drove home and he waited nomore to see his mother naked with her growing belly. We both celebrated with you know what!!! He fucked me passionately as if a husband parting from his wife for a long time. I don't need to tell you the happenings in detail after that. The life is usual with doctor visits, pregnant sex, dad/hubby phone calls to India, sex again, parent talk with my son as mother of his baby, and more sex. We are tired of inventing new postions to rest my belly while Ramesh filled me.
A month later, my son revealed his ultimate desire. A desire to marry me. I was shocked at first but was happy that he wanted to marry me. He said "Since we are already having a baby together, we should get married."
I did not get his point. I said "But I am already married Ramesh! to your dad! How can I marry you?"
He said "I don't know! Divorce him or..."
I said "Shut up! Why would I spoil a good relationship? And whats wrong with staying as of now?"
He said "Like how?"
I said "Like now! Married to my hubby! You will still get what you getting from me and have me anytime you like! What wrong with being as now? The baby is yours and I dont' need to change surnames either"
Ramesh interrupted "But I want you all by myself mom! I want to be your hubby! I want to take care of you myself"
I said "Thats sweet son! But I am also your mother and still married to your dad! I might be pregnant by you and sleep with you but relationwise you will still be my son first!"
I could see Ramesh got disappointed by my rejection. He didnot talk to me well for two hours after that. So I put a proposal. I said "How about an agreement?"
"What agreement?" he asked.
"Since you will be here in US for a while, I can be your wife when I am here!"
"How?"
"We can marry here and I will become your wife. Whenever I am here I will be called as your wife. But I India I will be your dad's wife and your mother. You can share my body with your dad but only as your mother as we are doing now. That means I will be your wife in US and your dad's in India"
The idea seems to have worked with him. But then he asked "What if dad comes here?"
I said "You dad will be the same person to you when you will be in India. He will be my illicit lover here"
Ramesh laughed "Dad? your illicit lover?"
"Yes! Once I am married to you he will become my lover not hubby!"
Ramesh agreed. The following friday, we went to a temple and got married. He put me another mangal sutra around my neck and formally I accpeted my son Ramesh to be my second husband. I became my own daughter-in-law. For the firstime after my son fucked me, he removed my clothes and fucked me as a husband. I felt Ramesh is more a husband to me than his dad as by the time Ramesh married me I am already pregnant by him and it appeared to me as if I am his real wife.
Five months after we got married, we had a baby girl. Ramesh's dad flew to US to see his daughter. We stayed together for three months. Ramesh and his dad competed yet again for their first fuck with me after delivery. But this time his dad won as he is in holiday here. The next day Ramesh took me to a hotel to get his first taste of his mother-wife's pussy after delivery somehow avoiding his dad coming with us. I didnot tell Ramesh that his dad had the first milking session with his mother's cunt.
After three months, Ramesh's dad flew back to India giving Ramesh more time to fuck his mother-wife. Ramesh reluctantly sent me to India after another three months.
But things changed in India as I found out that my husband was cheating on me too! I demonstrated anger and left to US. It has been eight months eversince I came back to US to become Ramesh's wife. There is no chance of going back to India as Ramesh knocked me again and I am pregnant with our second child. This time though there is no way that I can bluff that Ramesh's dad knocked me. He would eventually know that his own son is also bonking his wife and Ramesh is the father of our baby.

Bey Bey To All Dears Next Story next Day


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[cooldude_06]

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[sexspl1965]

ONE
Let me tell u how I fucked my luscious bhabhi Anandita. This is a long erotic story about the luscious story believe me she is more stunning than the story. She is from Bengal, a 26 yr old babe with a whitish complexion, nice apple sized tits (normally Bengali girl have full ripe breasts) and a nice, tight but big ass which moves with a lot of sexual promise.
I was in my first year and would not think much about her in a dirty way. But her sexy smile and her teasing butt would make me hard and I would feel guilty. After masturbation I would secretly scold myself for having bad thoughts for my nice and kind bhabhi.
Many times I had seen both bhabhi and bhaiya going to bed and then some muffled voices and at times some sounds coming from the room….then I would hear bhabhi’s voice….shhhhh or hmmmm , or nahiiii. For the first year it was understandable that they were madly in love. After some time bhabhi was pregnant. However the sad thing was the baby died and she was unhappy. Within the next year (that is in 2003), she was pronounced preggy again. During both her pregnancies, she looked beautiful and even though she was fattening, she would look gorgeous. Our relationship and friendship increased during that period and we became more frank. On her seventh month of pregnancy, I asked her, “How does a girl come to know that she is pregnant, is it when she faints.” She laughed and told, “If she misses her period once or twice, she is pregnant”
I told her,” Even in pregnancy, you look gorgeous”
She smiled and said,” say that to her when you make her pregnant”
I made an innocent face and said,” I make her…pregnant, how will I make her pregnant”
She smiled and said,” you are such a kid, are u sure, you don’t know…”
I told her, bhabhi you are confusing me, I will ask somebody else”
She stopped me and told me,” go to sleep now. Tomorrow we will talk and I will tell you how a girl becomes pregnant”
Bhaiya is an intelligence officer, he was working nights. I went to Anandita bhabhi and she told me anil, don’t ask other guys about this all, let me tell you because I am experienced and I am a lady. Others will confuse you or give u wrong information. She told me about periods and sex in simple language. She told me that men have penises and women have vagina. She told me that men and women get sexually excited and he puts his penis in her vagina. She told me about the sperms, eggs and ovaries etc. She was emotional when she says nothing gives a greater joy to a married woman than being pregnant. The session was more like an education even though I was a PhD in sex through blue films and other sexy novels. She told me that she is feeling sleepy and come again tomorrow and we will talk. I didn’t know why she would teach me but I knew that she was bored and wanted to talk me about sex because in her eyes, I was not having much knowledge about sex and she cared for me to know everything.
Over a period of two months, she would talk to me and tell me about how sex is and I would ask questions. We would not talk everyday but whenever there was opportunity. I noted the fact that when bhaiya was there, she would not talk to me about it. Women are so intelligent and clever, they know when to open their mouths and when to act stupid.
After two months, she delivered a lovely looking kid. Bhaiya was at home for some days and we would not talk about sex for a lot of day about a month. After pregnancy and in just one month, she got her figure back, her ass was fleshier and her boobs became bigger and looked softer full of milk. She would suckle her kid in the bedroom and I would shyly avoid looking at her but in my mind, I wanted to share another boob.
I invited my friends to my home because the guys and girls of my college wanted to see the kid. We named the boy rahul. There was a small party in my place. Bhaiya had gone outdoors for an investigation for one month. My friends came to our place on the second day. She was wearing a tight pink saree and looking gorgeous. The saree was tightly wrapped around her ass and her big round ass mounds were visible as she moved. When she bends towards the girls to give drinks, she bends slightly and I saw that my friends (guys) were checking at her ass which was nicely protruded towards their faces. Then she smiled and bends towards us to give us Pepsi. Her pallu dropped slightly and her one globe (breast) tightly covered in her blouse was straining lusciously. Even though she was wearing a bra, her nipple looked fat and visible and pointing. Plus some cleavage and some part of her valley appeared, tantalizing the boys. I was feeling guilty as well as slightly aroused looking at her sexy display. She was telling us,” take more aur lo na…and I knew that the boys were taking it as double meaning.
As I went to drop my friends, my close friend nisha told me,” wow, yaar your bhabhi is really gorgeous and sexy. Even after pregnancy she retained such a figure, she gave us complex. The guys were checking her out”
I could not reply to her comment and feel a sexual thrill go in my body. When I came back bhabhi was washing the dishes, she asked me,” hi your friends are really cute, such innocent boys and girls.”
“innocent”, I thought “the boys wanted to eat ur ass”i told her,” bhabhi, they find you really lovely and beautiful” suddenly the baby cried and she went to give milk. During bedtime, she told me about a girl’s periods and how milk develops in breasts. I asked her,” how does a woman’s milk taste?”
She laughed and said,” I don’t know, I have never tasted my milk”
I commented,” may be bhaiya knows”
She looked at me with eyebrows raised and said,” he is not here to know how it tastes”
We didn’t talk for two minutes and then she told me,” after you get married, you will come to know how the milk tastes. Now go to sleep, it is late”
N the morning, I got up and went to the bathroom. Anandita bhabhi was shitting in the toilet. I already had a morning erection and thinking about her activity in the look made me mad with pleasure. I knew that I had a big erection. Suddenly I heard the flush running and in two minutes she came out. She smiled at me,” good morning dear, did you brush with your teeth” I told that I wanted to go to the look. She was in a cheerful mood,” go empty you”. I didn’t know whether it meant shitting or lowering my erection. My erection was so embarrassingly pointed towards her and prominent like a tent and I knew that she had seen it.
As I entered the look, there was the odor of my bhabhi’s shit lingering. I was feeling aroused because Anandita, my babe had used it just sometime ago. The toilet was abounding with her private smell and it almost smelled erotic not dirty. I finished my activity. My erection was still there, I thought about how my friends ogled at her, yesterday afternoon. I replayed the entire scene in my mind fantasized her getting stripped of her saree and being nude, getting fucked and getting sucked by my horny friends. I began to pump warm semen out as it sprayed in my palm and leg. As I was climaxing, I almost cried out. I heard my bhabhi’s voice,” what happened nilesh?”
I told her,”n–nothing”
I was feeling very guilty as boys feel after masturbation. But I was relieved that my erection had softened. I came out, I realized the front of my crotch was little wet because in excitement some semen had fallen on my trousers and now would appear as a patch. She looked and me and gave me a sexy smile and told me,” what were you doing so long, you also made a sound, was it from front or behind?”
I could not imagine my bhabhi saying that but since she was in cheerful mood, I told her,”woh pressure nahin aa raha tha that is why it took time”
She told me,” drink lots of water, I drink the first thing after getting up, and so I don’t have problems with pressure. I get the urge to go the toilet immediately after drinking water and a little lime juice. and I don’t have to do zor lagake haiya like you. I just go in and things happen immediately. Now go eat your breakfast” she was teasing me and I loved her talk.
I absolutely loved her frankness, whether she was educating me or sharing some information, I was turned on. But still I thought it is all in my mind and it is okay. I just hoped that bhabhi had not thought that I got erection because of her. In the afternoon, after my classes went to watch some blue films with my friends. It was really a good movie with a lot of sexy sensual scenes. There were some five different cocksucking scenes and you will be surprised that one woman had the same luscious lips and nose like my bhabhi. She was looking 60% similar to my bhabhi. I knew that my friends were also thinking in similar lines. I asked my friend to give me the cd for a day or two. He gave it to me.bhabhi met me and asked me,” what is it?”
I told it is my friend’s English film ka cd. She does not like English films, so she ignored it. In the evening she went to the market, I played the cd and watched the cd sitting with my trousers, underwear down and my cobra out. I loved the scene in which my bhabhi look a like was making sexy noises and sucking the cock with wild abandons. My semen shot from my dick at the exact time when the three men shot their group come on the porn female’s face. I almost cried my bhabhi’s name as I climaxed. She came from the market after ten minutes.

In the night, there was a Hindi adult movie called ‘Julie’ starring neha dhupia. The baby cried in the middle, she excused herself to feed the baby and then joined me for the movie. There was lot of bold scenes for a Hindi movie in this film. She looked at me and told me,” how do you find neha, she really looks like a prostitute doesn’t she?”
There was a back less scenes and some lovemaking scenes in the movie. I knew that she was missing my bhaiya. Towards the end of the movie, when it gets boring, she told me,” today girls have become so bold and they strip like anything for a role, but she acted well and looks sexy also” I told her,” yeah, her bum was nice and sexy”
She laughed and said,” you guys have nothing better to watch than her bum”
I said,” I have something better to watch”
She asked,” what?”
I told,” your bum”
Her eyebrows rose up and she asked me,”chee, this is not the way to talk to your bhabhi”
I told her,” what bhabhi, be a little broadminded. Bums are a part of the body and something which makes a woman look beautiful and sexy. You have got a wonderful bum. you should be proud of it. I am just complimenting it. Yours are better than neha’s bums; hers are puski in front of you”
She looked at me directly in the eye and said,” looks like you are growing up. Thanks for the compliment…ass liker”
I asked,” what ass licker”
She told and giggled,”shutup, I said ass liker”

Since we had watched the movie, I cleverly shifted the topic about prostitution. Her views were that some women are tricked and some come for money but she said there are also women who join prostitution to enjoy the work, to pleasure men and get pleasure. She said that like Julie in the movie, there are some women who get pleasure in controlling men sexually, using their weakness and make them dance at their fingertips. I told her if somebody is as gorgeous like neha dhupia or has an ass like hers I would definitely go for her. I laughed and said,” the best thing I just discovered someone who has a sexier ass than neha dhupia”
She looked at me and said,” stop flirting with your bhabhi, you sick boy” and giggled…
Suddenly my bhabhi farted; there was a slight burst of air type of sound like pusssssss and the smell lingered in the room. We both came to know of it and I looked at her accusingly. She was very embarrassed and blushing. I said,” now who is sick, chee, bhabhi, not in front of your devar”
Her face had become pink with embarrassment. In fact the smell was not offensive, just normal, funky and funny but I was getting a sexual kick out of it and seeing her embarrassing beautiful gorgeous face, I felt like making offended face and teasing her more. In reality I wanted to smooch her. she told me,” sorry about it. Everyone leaves once in a while. Even that bitch neha farts okay. Don’t tease me like that. I don’t like it. I didn’t ask you to sit and smell my fart. So many times you have done it, have I made fun of it…”
She was feeling angry, insulted and a little sad, I comforted her and told her, “I was just kidding bhabhi, I was pulling ur leg, you are such a wonderful lady and we are such good friends. Didn’t I tell you, I am your ass liker, so I should obviously like something which comes out of it?”
“chee…” she said,” you are disgusting”

I told her,” see now when I compliment your fart, you get insulted.”
She smiled and said,” okay let’s change the topic. I am reminded me of a joke.” she told me some toilet jokes. I never thought my bhabhi would come with such interesting ones. She was also lecturing me about farts; she told me there are two types of farts puskis and purkus. She told me,” the one I left accidentally right now was a puski, the silent deadly one”
I told her,” your puskis are amazing, smelly and sexy”
She laughed and said,” the way you smelled it, I knew it that you liked it, you dog”
I laughed and said,” thanks bitch, what about your purkus…”
She smiled and said,” no comments, you can’t predict your fart. Purkus shoot out when I am on the potty”
Then we transitioned into some sexy non veg jokes. She amazed me with some interesting one. The time was one in the night. She told me,” okay devarji, bahut hogaya masti, go to sleep now”

I wanted to fuck her but I did not know have the guts even though we were frank that day. I agreed and said,”goodnite bhabhi” she told me,” sorry if I talked nasty to you and sorry about the puski”
I laughed and kissed her on the head and said,” bye see you tomorrow”
In the night I was thinking about her and her sudden frankness today, I masturbated again and slept again thanking her sweet smelling puski.
Next afternoon, I came from college and was sleeping in my room when I heard hush hush tones coming from the other room. My bhabhi was there sitting with my friend’s mother a punjaban with big breasts and tall lady… Both were talking about sex and fucking. I could not believe my eyes. The lady was telling,” my hubby fucks me thrice a week, apart from Sunday when gokul and nisha go out to the chacha, he fucks me naked, and we do it again in Sunday night”

Anandita was telling,” my hubby is out for one month…ungli andar dal ke pareshan ho gayee hoon”
I could not believe the words that were coming out of my bhabhi’s mouth. She was unsatisfied and she was missing my brother. Normally my bhabhi even though she has talked to me about sex, we used to talk decently. My bhabhi was telling her,” good that you enjoy sex. Since two months, I am not in bed with my hubby. I want some thing, kabhi aisa lagta hain ki rah chaltey aadmi ka lund se chudwaooo, kyakaroon yaar pyasi bad rahi”
Oh my god! I thought the words which she uttered right now; I could not believe that she was such a horny bitch. The word lund from her mouth was sounding so erotic. You will not believe that my decent bhabhi can be so horny for a fuck. But I understood her horniness. She was not having her husband besides her for two months. The neighbor was telling my bhabhi,” I know, for a married woman after she gets used to fucking, if she does not get regular fucking for more than a month, tho uska dimag kharab hota hai, don’t worry when is your husband coming,”
Anandita said,” he says another three weeks, god knows what fucking mission he has gone to”

The neighbor said,” he must be humping some gao ki gori in the khet of bihar”
Anandita said,” I don’t care but I can’t wait till he comes back, my pussy gets wet faster. I want to be kissed and sexed by him or someone”
The neighbor touched my bhabhi’s kurta; I knew that she is feeling her pussy.”wait till your husband, how is your devar?”
Anandita said,”arey baba, he is just a kid”
The neighbor said,” what kid, he is 20yrs old, that is not a kid, he will give you another kid
Anandita,” I know that baba, I had once seen with a huge erection in his shorts, that way he is big. I like him a lot. He is getting frank with me for someday. I think he is bholu about sex, he does not know much. I taught him about periods and how a baby is born. But I can’t have sex with him. He is my devar and for me he will always be a kid. But yesterday we watched Julie together” The topic shifted to blue films. Anandita was telling her friend,” have you seen a blue film…I have not seen once since a long time”
The lady told her,” my hubby gets it, we watch it after the children sleep, the blue films are very arousing…it makes you hot quickly, initially I did not want to suck my husband’s cock and then he showed me some porn movies, I saw the women eating the penis like an ice cream and then I did it to him and he enjoys it a lot. One day he told me to suck his cock when the children were in the other room. Suddenly my baby nisha came to the room when he was cuming in my mouth. You should have seen the reaction on my hubby’s face. He immediately put his thing back in his pants and the next nisha is asking me,” mummy what is on your face, the white thing on your lips. Her dads tells her,” nothing beti, your mom just ate some curd. It was a difficult thing to keep a straight face in front of my daughter. One day, my hubby came and started caressing my ass telling that he wanted to put it there. He started kissing me; I got turned on and stopped the gas. Then he asked me to bed on the kitchen table, pulled my gown up and did it up my ass.
Anandita asked,” were the children in the room?”
The neighbor replied,”ofcourse they were, gokul was telling me to solve a math problem but I could not move, his dad’s cock was in my asshole, na”

Both women laughed, Anandita asked,” but doesn’t it hurt, the asshole is so small and the cock so big”
She replied,” arey Anandita, have you never been fucked in the ass before”
Anandita said,” no”
The neighbor told,” my hubby’s cock is big and for me there is pain but only initially. He has fucked my ass many times. Tell your husband to stimulate your clitoris or kiss you, so that you are very much aroused to feel the pain. There is lot of pleasure plus it feels good to feel the cock tight in ur bums. initially there will be pain but the pleasure is more if your husband does it nicely. Look at it reasonably, when we can shit big logs out of our assholes, then we can take a cock in also, the asshole can expand if it wants to. You should watch blue films, you will get the idea”

Anandita said,” I want to watch blue films but I cant in front of my devar…I don’t want him to get wrong ideas. give it to me I will watch when he goes to college”
The neighbor said,” and then you will fuck the brains of any marketing guy or post or gas delivery man who comes to your place”
Anandita laughed and said,” you never know, when a woman doesn’t get a banana, nothing can stop her”
Then they discussed some other things and my neighbor went outside. Anandita went to the toilet; I guess she went to masturbate after the steamy conversation. Even I was very much aroused.
My cock was getting hard and I knew that Anandita’s lusty cunt also might be weeping with pleasure. I completely understood the reason for her horniness. It was my brother’s fault. He should be with her when she needs him. I cursed him. I told if he cannot give pleasure to his wife, I will give her. It is a different thing that she thinks of me as a kid but the kid will grow up tonight. I noted the fact that even though she told her friend about me and the movie Julie, she did not tell her about the comments on her ass and the wild jokes we shared. my bhabhi was intelligent; she did not even want to tell her closest friend that she and I were flirting. She wanted me ‘behind closed doors’. I thought if my brother wants to investigate a criminal guess or some gauwali’s pussy, it is his problem but tonight I will definitely investigate his wife’s sexy cunt.

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[sexspl1965]

Two
That night, she breast fed the baby and we thought of watching a movie. There was not an interesting film. I asked her,” have you ever watched a blue film” she said,” once or twice, have you?”
I told her, I watched one yesterday. “remember the one cd, I showed you yesterday. I have it with me that was a sexy blue film. Should we watch it?”
I could see from her eyes that she was curious. She told me,” no I can’t watch it with you”
I asked her,” why?”
She said,” because you will feel sexual and then we might do wrong things”
I asked her,” what wrong things”
She said,” you know it”
I told her,” see you have been my sexual teacher and taught me so many things, what wrong is it in seeing some of the things you told me”
She said,” okay put it but you will not utter a word of it to your bhaiya, is that clear?”
I said,” promise bhabhi”
I put the cd and the scenes were very steamy and erotic. There was a heavy cunt licking scene, pleasurable scenes, smooches etc. I was sitting close to my bhabhi with her right hip touching my left hip. She was squirming; I understood that she was getting slightly aroused. My cock was shifting and standing towards the left. She told me to reduce the volume because there were lot ofhmmmms, ooohhhs andaaahhhhsss”
She was commenting,” my god how can she take such a big cock in her”
I asked her,” why bhaiya’s thing is not so big…”
She nodded her head negatively looking at the screen. I told her,” but my cock is this big, see it”
Her eyes dropped down to my shorts for a moment, then looked at my eyes and then avoided my gaze.
Then there was an orgy scene where there were group fucking where one woman was sucking four cocks one by one before being fucked by them. The actress was the one who was looking like bhabhi.i told her,” she is looking like you” I was caressing my bhabhi’s thigh. She removed my hand from her thigh and told me,” nilesh, you are aroused. your thing has become very hard.”
I asked her,” my is hard”
She smiled and said,” your cock. Don’t sit in front of your bhabhi like that”
I said,” but what can I do, it is so hard”
She told me,” go take a piss and come, it will become soft…”
I put my hand on her thigh and with the other hand I took it to my cock and placed it there,” feel the hardness, how can I piss when I am so hard”
I knew that she was started by my thickness, she took her hand out and said,” this is not the way to talk to your bhabhi”
This time, I became a little angry…I told her,” enough Anandita, enough. You are also a human being, I know even you are aroused. But you can’t openly expose your feeling to a guy but I am your closest male friend. We have been so personal each other. What is wrong in having fun? For two months, my brother has not fucked you; it is not good to control your feelings. ” I was touching her cunt through her saree caressing it,” when I see you giving milk to the baby, I get mad with lust, when I see your ass shaking when you walk, I get mad, I am addicted to you. Even your fart turned me on yesterday. I am tired of masturbating hundreds of time thinking of you…”
All the time, I was saying this, I was caressing her cunt through the saree,” enough of the theory, let us do the practical. God knows how many times, I masturbated to this scene as the girl looks like you. All the boys in my class are crazy for you but I know I want you. I heard you talking with your friend. I heard every single word, let me be your husband for fifteen days. Let me fuck you, please don’t stop me…I want to fuck you like crazy. I want to fuck and kiss you”
I whispered in her ears,” I want to make love to you” and blew air in her neck. I was caressing her cunt from the saree. Her breathing became faster and I made her hand come and touch my erect bulge. She moaned,” I will allow if you promise me, you will not tell a soul about this. please”
I knew that this bitch wanted sex as much as me. I told her,” of course what is between us is between us, let us enjoy ourselves, I love you so much bhabhi” since she was an experienced female, she touch the cock, felt the fatness and then reached inside my shorts and plucked my dick out. Her eyebrows was raised and she was looking at me questionably smiling sexily,” it is quite thick, nilesh”
I knew it was bigger than husband’s but I did not care. I was busy breathing the smell of my bhabhi, feeling her sexiness. I licked her neck and sought her lips kissing her deeply. My left hands removed the pallu and squeeze her erotic spongy breast. Her nipple rose out of the blouse and I felt the hardness on my palm. Her hard nipple made my arousal all the more strong. The right hand was fondling her pussy through the saree. Her expression was changing due to my caressing and patting of her cunt. My cock was throbbing hardly in her hand. We were lost in the kiss as my tongue tasted her saliva. Suddenly she broke the kiss. We were aware of the fucking which was going on in the TV. The girl was caressing and sucking three men’s erect dicks one by one as the men were moaning.
Looking my hesitant condition, my ravishing Anandita asked me what happened. Hesitantly, I told her about the condition and she smiled at my condition. She teased me,” you are such a horny dog”
I told her boldly,” you are such a sexy bitch”
She gave me a loving slap on the face,” let this bitch give you a lesson, you will never forget”
I thought she got angry but she stood up, went to the door and locked it. Then, for my surprise, she began removing her sari. Soon she stood in her silk blouse and petticoat, giving me a lovely sight of her bare arms, a hint of cleavage and a bare midriff. Her bra was visible through the thin transparent blouse. I was unable to take my eyes from looking at the blouse. Her buttocks were really sexy and they were killing me with the feeling of lust. she stood up, went to the door and locked it. Then, for my surprise, she began removing her sari. Soon she stood in her silk blouse and petticoat, giving me a lovely sight of her bare arms, a hint of cleavage and a bare midriff. Her bra was visible through the thin transparent blouse. I was unable to take my eyes from looking at the blouse. Her buttocks were really sexy and they were killing me with the feeling of lust. Anandita asked me,” what are you staring at?”
I said,” your ass”
She smiled and said,” chee, this is not the way to talk about your bhabhi”
I said,” okay, I was watching your hot curvy fleshy round gand” I could not believe I was saying this, was it because I was aroused, or because I was quite frank with her or because of both?
She told me,” shut the movie, we don’t want it” then she came back and lay on the bed.
I said,” okay, I was watching your hot curvy fleshy round gand” I could not believe I was saying this, was it because I was aroused, or because I was quite frank with her or because of both?
She told me,” shut the movie, we don’t want it” then she came back and lay on the bed.
I closed the TV. She came close to me,” lower my petticoat” I could not believe my eyes.” c’mon beta, listen to what I say” with trembling hands, I unfastened the knot of her petticoat. But it was still very hard for me to lower it. Then Anandita held my hands and made her petticoat lower with my hands, lower enough to make the straps of her panty visible. I was standing there - shocked! Her stomach was really smooth, silky and flat with a little paunch around her belly button side the small mound had a big deep navel, it looks so sexy. It almost looks like a second vagina. It was inviting me to taste. I first blew some air on her belly button and looked at her expression as she was enjoying the tickle of air on her belly. I was dying to kiss her belly button.
It was very hard for me to resist myself from cleaning that big deep navel by licking. Somehow I had some control over myself and I put one fingertip inside that deep hole and did a very slow move so that I could enjoy her wonderful navel. When I inserted my fingertip and moved it slowly, she hissed, “ohhhhhh…” and grabbed a handful of the bed sheet with her both hands. It was a heck of a sexy scene to watch! With that finger of mine, I felt the heat of her body.
“I want to see your ass” I said. She smiled and did not reply anything. She knew that I was an expert at foreplay by the belly action. She told me,” go step by step, don’t you want to see my breasts?”
He asked me to unfasten her blouse which had three small hooks at the front. Again, I couldn’t believe my ears! Then, with trembling hands, I unfastened the three hooks one by one and soon Anandita’s bra was revealed to me in its entirety. Anandita then removed her blouse completely, showing me her armpits too. Her beautiful boobs were pushed in front. I was enjoying that lovely scene and suddenly Anandita stood up, letting the petticoat to fall on the ground. Anandita stepped out of the petticoat and soon stood in just matching bra and panty. I was mesmerized with the lovely scene. Almost all the beauty of her body was now in front of me. Those shapely long legs and wonderful thighs were a great pleasure to my eyes. Then she looked at me and laughed loudly, watching my condition. She then opened her mouth, “oh! That dick of yours is swinging like crazy, I think if I shake my boobs, it will break”
Then she again lay on her stomach and her beautiful curvy back was in front of me. But the bra strap of the back was right on my work place. I held the strap a little upward and began my work. After a few moments, Anandita said, “looks like you are having some trouble. Wait! Let me undo my top, so you can get my whole back with no problem!” the next few seconds I watched her untie her straps and even helped her with the one on her back. By then I had lost my power to get surprised. At that moment, I had developed a hope. A hope to get what I had been dreaming for years - to taste the sexy body of Anandita Bhattacharya
Anandita let the sides of her top drop down. I could see the sides of her tits. Boy! Did they look great!!! Then I picked up her hair off her neck, so I could work on her back easily. The sight was great! Her back was smooth and soft. Again, like her belly, I started rubbing slowly with my hand. Now she started moving her back in excitement and was moaning softly. Suddenly she turned to me and without giving me the chance to understand what was going on, she held my head and pushed my lips against hers.
Anandita kissed me on the lips. Her mouth wasn’t wide open. Her tongue was inside her mouth; but her mouth wasn’t tightly closed either. My mouth dropped open as she kissed me, and instinctively my lips drew hers apart so my tongue could taste them. It took me a few minutes to finally accept the situation and my body seemed magnetically attached to hers. My arms were wrapped around her back, and my hands started caressing her smooth buttocks. Her arms were around my neck, and she pressed against me, her body surging against my booming, blood-engorged member. Anandita kissed me back as her tongue danced into my mouth. It was a whole body kiss, vibrant with passion.
Anandita and I held each other tightly, tongues and lips working with a fury of passion. I shifted my hand from her buttocks to her waist, and of its own mind it slid up towards her breast. A few moments later, we got apart and our eyes opened. She looked at me like a deer startled by headlights and shook her head. She murmured, “oh, nilesh you felt what I felt. We both want it. We both need it. Fuck my brains out; I want to feel your dick fucking my hot pussy.”
Kissing me again, she pulled me close to her. She made me sit on the bed and she sat on my lap. We drew breath and kissed again, interlocking lips. I kicked off my shoes, and started unbuttoning my shirt. Then I felt her tugging at my belt buckle. She smiled at me, and undid it, then unsnapped the button. I caressed her breasts, weighing and evaluating them. Her breasts were beautiful, full and firm, with thimble sized nipples and brown areoles, as they swayed before my eyes. They were just of the perfect size. I kissed Anandita’s chin, then licked her neck, and delicately kissed her nipples, first the left, then the right. Her hand crept into my pants and held my penis, which gradually hardened in her warm grasp.
She shifted her hips back so that my cock was pressing against her ass cheeks. She got the idea, and twisted around and kissed me vigorously. My hands went to her breasts, and had free play with them, tickling, rubbing, massaging, twisting the nipples, and rubbing the good feelings into her entire chest and belly. She wiggled her ass against my cock, but was otherwise helpless in this position, and lay back with her head on my shoulder as I caressed her from shoulder to thighs.
After I was done with her beautiful breasts, I told her to get up and turn around. Then she straddled my lap, her legs resting on my hips, her hips resting on my thighs. She undid my shirt and pulled it off my chest and shoulders. I quickly undid the cuffs and the shirt dropped to the floor. She rubbed my chest with her hands, pinching my nipples. “fair play,” she giggled. Then as she massaged my chest and abdomen, every once in a while, touching my rock-hard cock, she began to kiss my neck and earlobes. I reached around behind her and gripped both her firm buttocks with my hands, squeezing them like peaches. I moved my hands to her crack again, sliding up and down it as I felt her quivering flanks. She shivered as she licked my nipples and kissed them.
I picked up her upper body and gobbled up her boobs, licking and nipping them like a starving man. I was giggling, and she was squealing, “ohhhhh… Ummmmmm.” I stopped for a second, then again and teased her titties with my tongue for a while more. I took both her heavy breasts in my hands and pressed them together and sucked both nipples at the same time. She went back, with her hips beating a pattern against my dick. Then my hands went to her round and slim buttocks and I savored the soft feel of the moons. I bent her at the waist and kissed the left orb and then the right moon, caressing her hanging boobs.
Meanwhile, she grabbed my cock and held on to it as if it was giving her utmost pleasure in holding a hard staff. She removed her hand and watched it vibrating funnily as it stood erect pointing the ceiling she looked up and winked at me and touched the tip with her index finger, then tasted her finger with her tongue. “mmmm. Nice!” she said. “will you suck it?” She smiled, caressed my head and nodded.
Anandita kneeled before me, and smiled up at me as she held my prick. “I love it so much, I never thought you have such a big one”, saying this, she licked the bottom of my cock from the base to its head, and then swirled her tongue around the head. Then she slid it into her mouth, encompassing it with her wet kiss. She reached around and grabbed my ass-cheeks with her hands, then held me still as she began to slide her mouth up and down on my shaft.
“I can taste the pre-come on the tip of your cock, nilesh,” she licked the shaft then sucked on the head. I ran my fingers through her hair as she sucked on my prick, “how do you like it, bhabhi?” she took her mouth off and said,” how dare you call me bhabhi, I am your lover, your slut, your rakhel. Call me Anandita” I laughed and said,” it is feeling so good Anandita, you are my sexy rand”
She laughed and said, “call me rand in front of somebody and I will slap on your face, but you can’t tell me whatever you want, in private. I love this dirty language but it should be between us” she sucked more and then looked at me and said, “I love your cock. It tastes and feels so sexy sliding in and out. It’s making me so horny.” Anandita slid my penis past the sweet lips I had kissed. As she bobbed her head on my shaft, I started fucking her warm and wet mouth. She encouraged me by pulling my ass cheeks towards her. I fucked even deeper, and felt my cock in her throat. She gulped my meat lustily. She caressed my thighs and balls. “I will eat these”, she screamed. Anandita surely knew how to give a blowjob, and it wasn’t long before I was ready to blow.
“ooh! I’m going to come. “, I said.”mmmmf,” Anandita pumped her lips and tongue even faster on my cock. One hand moved to my balls, and she fondled them as she pulled my butt to her and deep-throated my cock. “oh, Anandita. Haan. I’m gonna shoot a huge…” I came. I shot jets of sperm into her throat and mouth. She sucked my shaft deeply and swallowed all the juices that I spattered in her. She fondled my balls, coaxing all the come out of them, as she sucked me. She continued sucking as my legs became weak and my shaft became sensitive. Then she sucked beyond the sensitivity as I maintained my erection in her warm, wet mouth.
leaned my head back and wiped my brow, “Anandita, you gave one hell of a blowjob. You are a wonderful cock-sucker. I mean that as a compliment. Your mouth was even better than I dreamt it could be.” she licked the shaft and head again, then smiled up at me and said, “it’s your turn now, nilesh. Eat me. Eat my juicy pussy. Give me your love.”
Anandita opened her sweet mouth. Grasping her waist, I drew her towards me and kissed her. I held on to her waist and pressed my lips to hers strongly. She relaxed and put her arms around me and gave her lips to me to taste. We kissed for five minutes and then sank back into the bed, breathing heavily. I was thrilled. I started rubbing her cheeks first and kissed her eyes and nose and came to lips and kissed her upper lip and lower lips and my tongue was out to brush her teeth. I kissed on every part of the face of that angel and by this kissing she was so wet! I again hugged her and kissed her passionately on her lips. When our lips parted, I went a little lower. I took her warm breast in my mouth and gently pressed it with my lips and tongue. Then I cupped her other breast in my hand and started caressing it. She hugged me closer to her and I became aware of her heavy breathing.
Then I pressed my nostrils in her two roomy armpits, which had a lovely erotic odor in them. I put my hand on her belly and started rubbing very slowly. The touch was just like an electric shock and I felt a sudden shiver going through her body. Her nipples were standing erect. I pressed the nipple with my figures and with my finger nails; I just started slowly scratching her nipples. She hissed, “oh!! Yesssssssss!” then I began to get lower, kissing all the way. I kissed her belly and her beautiful deep navel while I took her panty off and threw it away.
There was the wonderful love-hole. I moved my hand over her cunt. It was clean; no hair on it. I moved one finger along the length of her cunt lips. Touch of her juice on the cunt lips and touch of her cunt-petals were giving most exciting pleasure. She was just closing her eyes and enjoying. With my nails, I touched her clit she was feeling great, “oohhhhhhhhh nilesh!!! I love you! You are doing great shhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Where have you been this looooooong!” my fingers were playing with cunt petals and clit. I took clit between two fingers and messed it slowly. She moaned. I continued with moving my fingers along cunt petals and messing with the clit. She increased moaning.
She pulled my head towards her. I started licking her lower tummy with my finger inside her cunt. While licking, I inserted three fingers in her cunt. She spread her thighs. With her own hands, she parted the lip petals of her cunt. I had the first view of the most loveable and sought after cunt in the country. I kissed the pink area of cunt; removed her hand and spread lips further apart. It was all pink and juices were all around. I put my tongue on the lips and moved along the length of cunt. Anandita moaned and pushed my head down. I licked the cunt and took the clit between two lips and kept pressing it. Her hip started moving up and down.
With the clit in between my lips, I pushed the first one and then three fingers in her cunt. I moved my fingers in her cunt fast so the lips also moved over clit faster. She was moaning and then she started talking dirty, “fuck me, you motherfucker, put your dick inside, my pussy is burning, put your water! Bastard! What are you waiting for!” her words made me more excited and the movement of her hip increased very fast. I lift my head and slid over her body. I placed my lips on her and took one breast in hand and pressed it hard. With other hand, I took hold of my dick and placed it on her cunt hole and pushed hard.
It was very tight. With the third hard push, my dick slid into her tunnel. There was fire all around inside. My cock was feeling heat and immediately I started moving slowly. I then took Anandita’s both breasts in each hand. “I feel your cock! It is hard and strong. Aaaaaaaaah! It is nice! Push hard! Keep pushing hard! Yes like that!” she lifted one thigh and placed it on my shoulder. She was screaming, “nilesh, keep fucking me! I will give you maximum pleasure! Whatever you want! You can fuck your Anandita any time you want!” the she lifted her other thigh also and placed it on my other shoulder. Now I was able see my cock going deep in her tight tunnel.
I was unable to stop. I increased my speed. She stretched her hands and held my hip. She was meeting my thrusts faster. She was moving her hips very fast. Few times, I pushed my dick in her vagina very fast and very hard and then pulled out my tool to the entrance of her cunt hole. She kept thumping her hips. “why you stop, you bastard! Now I am in the verge of ecstasy! Please continue! Please don’t stop!” she cried out. I kept still for sometimes and then with full force, I pushed my dick deep inside. She stretched her body, lifted her hip and then came down. She stopped moving. I knew she got her orgasm. I felt very proud to be able to satisfy this sexy bitch! But I was not in a condition to think of anything more.
I continued and increased my speed. Her vagina was eating my dick tightly! My balls were getting rammed against her hip. Anandita’s tight, satisfied cunt was giving me extreme satisfaction. I moved and pushed my cock faster in her pussy. Then with a sudden shiver, I exploded in her pussy. I felt our juices oozing out of the cunt. I collapsed on her beautiful sexy body. I put my lips on her lips and took hold of breast.
It was four in the morning. We were both nude lying next to each other. My wet cock bathed with her juices touching her left thighs. She said,” let us watch the movie”
I put on the movie. She was watching the movie and soon she got turned on again. I just went down on her fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She could not control herself and pressed my face on her hairy pussy as I licked her wet juices and sucked her clit button flicking it with the right pressure. She screamed herself and bit her lips as she climaxed. The movie was over.
Anandita was totally flushed. She told me,” you are such an expert, you don’t need my training, and you made your bhabhi a whore in one night”
I told,” no Anandita, I got to learn a lot from you, you are such a sexy lover”
She smiled and kissed me,” promise me, you won’t tell about this to any body, not even to your close friend”
I told her,” I might write about this on the net but I won’t tell anybody whom we know”
She agreed,” I forget all my character and morals when you fuck me, did I scream a lot, hope nobody heard it”
I told her,” no bhabhi, while we are sexed up, it happens. You had an orgasm?”
She smiled and said,” why do you think I was moaning, even you had an orgasm, didn’t you?”
I said,” my sperm is in your cunt, bhabhi”
She kissed me and said,” you know your bhaiya never gave me pleasure like this, I have rarely sucked his penis and he had never even licked my cunt”
I told her,” your cunt tastes better than gulab jamun, bhabhi”
She said,” enough of this bhabhi shit, you fucked me like anything and you are calling me bhabhi. Bhabhi is like a mother, you know that. Have you known what wrong you have done?”
I told her,” arey, bhabhi is like a mother, it is good to drink mother’s milk, so I would love to drink your milk”
She smiled,” you are very smart huh, would u really drink my milk?”
I said,” yes Anandita”
She said,” okay”

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THREE
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”
I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”

She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.
“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach.

I continued and increased my speed. Her vagina was eating my dick tightly! My balls were getting rammed against her hip. Anandita’s tight, satisfied cunt was giving me extreme satisfaction. I moved and pushed my cock faster in her pussy. Then with a sudden shiver, I exploded in her pussy. I felt our juices oozing out of the cunt. I collapsed on her beautiful sexy body. I put my lips on her lips and took hold of breast.
It was four in the morning. We were both nude lying next to each other. My wet cock bathed with her juices touching her left thighs. She said,” let us watch the movie”
I put on the movie. She was watching the movie and soon she got turned on again. I just went down on her fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She could not control herself and pressed my face on her hairy pussy as I licked her wet juices and sucked her clit button flicking it with the right pressure. She screamed herself and bit her lips as she climaxed. The movie was over.
Anandita was totally flushed. She told me,” you are such an expert, you don’t need my training, and you made your bhabhi a whore in one night”
I told,” no Anandita, I got to learn a lot from you, you are such a sexy lover”
She smiled and kissed me,” promise me, you won’t tell about this to any body, not even to your close friend”
I told her,” I might write about this on the net but I won’t tell anybody whom we know”

She agreed,” I forget all my character and morals when you fuck me, did I scream a lot, hope nobody heard it”
I told her,” no bhabhi, while we are sexed up, it happens. You had an orgasm?”
She smiled and said,” why do you think I was moaning, even you had an orgasm, didn’t you?”
I said,” my sperm is in your cunt, bhabhi”
She kissed me and said,” you know your bhaiya never gave me pleasure like this, I have rarely sucked his penis and he had never even licked my cunt”
I told her,” your cunt tastes better than gulab jamun, bhabhi”
She said,” enough of this bhabhi shit, you fucked me like anything and you are calling me bhabhi. Bhabhi is like a mother, you know that. Have you known what wrong you have done?”
I told her,” arey, bhabhi is like a mother, it is good to drink mother’s milk, so I would love to drink your milk”
She smiled,” you are very smart huh, would u really drink my milk?”
I said,” yes Anandita”
She said,” okay”
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”

I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”
She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.

“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach. my dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana” I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”

She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”

Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”

I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”

I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”

I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
Went down and went behind her bums. I lifted her gowns and saw her bewitching mounds of pleasure. Her buttery complexion bums can even give a cat a hard on. I began to kiss her soft and full heavy ass full mouthed wet kissed. I put my middle left finger in the crack and felt the slimy wetness of her anus. I sniffed her earthy smelly anus and began to lick the side of her crack. I even felt the taste of her shit but I was too much consumed by lust to notice it. She was really turned on and then I lifted my tongue and face out of her ass.
I took her hand and placed on my growing cock, she did not know how to react. She told me,” let me finish and get freshened up and then I will come”
I asked her,” is there more?”
She smiled and said,” you interrupted me”
I said,” sorry madam, you can continue”
She said,”nilesh, wait outside, let me come there”
I said,” I want you to come here, let me make you come”
After this, this turned out to be a regular feature for us. We would regularly grope or fuck around when time was there for us. Whenever she used to offer me drink like tea or serve me food when bhaiya or mom would not look, she used to bend over fridge to give me a nice view of her lascivious boobs…her ass was round and used to protude as if it will tear apart her salwaar and say,”fuck me; Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras.

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[sexspl1965]

THREE
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”
I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”

She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.
“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach.

I continued and increased my speed. Her vagina was eating my dick tightly! My balls were getting rammed against her hip. Anandita’s tight, satisfied cunt was giving me extreme satisfaction. I moved and pushed my cock faster in her pussy. Then with a sudden shiver, I exploded in her pussy. I felt our juices oozing out of the cunt. I collapsed on her beautiful sexy body. I put my lips on her lips and took hold of breast.
It was four in the morning. We were both nude lying next to each other. My wet cock bathed with her juices touching her left thighs. She said,” let us watch the movie”
I put on the movie. She was watching the movie and soon she got turned on again. I just went down on her fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She could not control herself and pressed my face on her hairy pussy as I licked her wet juices and sucked her clit button flicking it with the right pressure. She screamed herself and bit her lips as she climaxed. The movie was over.
Anandita was totally flushed. She told me,” you are such an expert, you don’t need my training, and you made your bhabhi a whore in one night”
I told,” no Anandita, I got to learn a lot from you, you are such a sexy lover”
She smiled and kissed me,” promise me, you won’t tell about this to any body, not even to your close friend”
I told her,” I might write about this on the net but I won’t tell anybody whom we know”

She agreed,” I forget all my character and morals when you fuck me, did I scream a lot, hope nobody heard it”
I told her,” no bhabhi, while we are sexed up, it happens. You had an orgasm?”
She smiled and said,” why do you think I was moaning, even you had an orgasm, didn’t you?”
I said,” my sperm is in your cunt, bhabhi”
She kissed me and said,” you know your bhaiya never gave me pleasure like this, I have rarely sucked his penis and he had never even licked my cunt”
I told her,” your cunt tastes better than gulab jamun, bhabhi”
She said,” enough of this bhabhi shit, you fucked me like anything and you are calling me bhabhi. Bhabhi is like a mother, you know that. Have you known what wrong you have done?”
I told her,” arey, bhabhi is like a mother, it is good to drink mother’s milk, so I would love to drink your milk”
She smiled,” you are very smart huh, would u really drink my milk?”
I said,” yes Anandita”
She said,” okay”
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”

I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”
She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.

“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach. my dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana” I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”

She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”

Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”

I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”

I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”

I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
Went down and went behind her bums. I lifted her gowns and saw her bewitching mounds of pleasure. Her buttery complexion bums can even give a cat a hard on. I began to kiss her soft and full heavy ass full mouthed wet kissed. I put my middle left finger in the crack and felt the slimy wetness of her anus. I sniffed her earthy smelly anus and began to lick the side of her crack. I even felt the taste of her shit but I was too much consumed by lust to notice it. She was really turned on and then I lifted my tongue and face out of her ass.
I took her hand and placed on my growing cock, she did not know how to react. She told me,” let me finish and get freshened up and then I will come”
I asked her,” is there more?”
She smiled and said,” you interrupted me”
I said,” sorry madam, you can continue”
She said,”nilesh, wait outside, let me come there”
I said,” I want you to come here, let me make you come”
After this, this turned out to be a regular feature for us. We would regularly grope or fuck around when time was there for us. Whenever she used to offer me drink like tea or serve me food when bhaiya or mom would not look, she used to bend over fridge to give me a nice view of her lascivious boobs…her ass was round and used to protude as if it will tear apart her salwaar and say,”fuck me; Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras.

Thanks dear readers..Please comments..................

[sexspl1965]

THREE
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”
I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”

She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.
“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach.

I continued and increased my speed. Her vagina was eating my dick tightly! My balls were getting rammed against her hip. Anandita’s tight, satisfied cunt was giving me extreme satisfaction. I moved and pushed my cock faster in her pussy. Then with a sudden shiver, I exploded in her pussy. I felt our juices oozing out of the cunt. I collapsed on her beautiful sexy body. I put my lips on her lips and took hold of breast.
It was four in the morning. We were both nude lying next to each other. My wet cock bathed with her juices touching her left thighs. She said,” let us watch the movie”
I put on the movie. She was watching the movie and soon she got turned on again. I just went down on her fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She could not control herself and pressed my face on her hairy pussy as I licked her wet juices and sucked her clit button flicking it with the right pressure. She screamed herself and bit her lips as she climaxed. The movie was over.
Anandita was totally flushed. She told me,” you are such an expert, you don’t need my training, and you made your bhabhi a whore in one night”
I told,” no Anandita, I got to learn a lot from you, you are such a sexy lover”
She smiled and kissed me,” promise me, you won’t tell about this to any body, not even to your close friend”
I told her,” I might write about this on the net but I won’t tell anybody whom we know”

She agreed,” I forget all my character and morals when you fuck me, did I scream a lot, hope nobody heard it”
I told her,” no bhabhi, while we are sexed up, it happens. You had an orgasm?”
She smiled and said,” why do you think I was moaning, even you had an orgasm, didn’t you?”
I said,” my sperm is in your cunt, bhabhi”
She kissed me and said,” you know your bhaiya never gave me pleasure like this, I have rarely sucked his penis and he had never even licked my cunt”
I told her,” your cunt tastes better than gulab jamun, bhabhi”
She said,” enough of this bhabhi shit, you fucked me like anything and you are calling me bhabhi. Bhabhi is like a mother, you know that. Have you known what wrong you have done?”
I told her,” arey, bhabhi is like a mother, it is good to drink mother’s milk, so I would love to drink your milk”
She smiled,” you are very smart huh, would u really drink my milk?”
I said,” yes Anandita”
She said,” okay”
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”

I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”
She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.

“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach. my dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana” I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”

She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”

Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”

I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”

I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”

I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
Went down and went behind her bums. I lifted her gowns and saw her bewitching mounds of pleasure. Her buttery complexion bums can even give a cat a hard on. I began to kiss her soft and full heavy ass full mouthed wet kissed. I put my middle left finger in the crack and felt the slimy wetness of her anus. I sniffed her earthy smelly anus and began to lick the side of her crack. I even felt the taste of her shit but I was too much consumed by lust to notice it. She was really turned on and then I lifted my tongue and face out of her ass.
I took her hand and placed on my growing cock, she did not know how to react. She told me,” let me finish and get freshened up and then I will come”
I asked her,” is there more?”
She smiled and said,” you interrupted me”
I said,” sorry madam, you can continue”
She said,”nilesh, wait outside, let me come there”
I said,” I want you to come here, let me make you come”
After this, this turned out to be a regular feature for us. We would regularly grope or fuck around when time was there for us. Whenever she used to offer me drink like tea or serve me food when bhaiya or mom would not look, she used to bend over fridge to give me a nice view of her lascivious boobs…her ass was round and used to protude as if it will tear apart her salwaar and say,”fuck me; Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras.

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THREE
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”
I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”

She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.
“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach.

I continued and increased my speed. Her vagina was eating my dick tightly! My balls were getting rammed against her hip. Anandita’s tight, satisfied cunt was giving me extreme satisfaction. I moved and pushed my cock faster in her pussy. Then with a sudden shiver, I exploded in her pussy. I felt our juices oozing out of the cunt. I collapsed on her beautiful sexy body. I put my lips on her lips and took hold of breast.
It was four in the morning. We were both nude lying next to each other. My wet cock bathed with her juices touching her left thighs. She said,” let us watch the movie”
I put on the movie. She was watching the movie and soon she got turned on again. I just went down on her fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She could not control herself and pressed my face on her hairy pussy as I licked her wet juices and sucked her clit button flicking it with the right pressure. She screamed herself and bit her lips as she climaxed. The movie was over.
Anandita was totally flushed. She told me,” you are such an expert, you don’t need my training, and you made your bhabhi a whore in one night”
I told,” no Anandita, I got to learn a lot from you, you are such a sexy lover”
She smiled and kissed me,” promise me, you won’t tell about this to any body, not even to your close friend”
I told her,” I might write about this on the net but I won’t tell anybody whom we know”

She agreed,” I forget all my character and morals when you fuck me, did I scream a lot, hope nobody heard it”
I told her,” no bhabhi, while we are sexed up, it happens. You had an orgasm?”
She smiled and said,” why do you think I was moaning, even you had an orgasm, didn’t you?”
I said,” my sperm is in your cunt, bhabhi”
She kissed me and said,” you know your bhaiya never gave me pleasure like this, I have rarely sucked his penis and he had never even licked my cunt”
I told her,” your cunt tastes better than gulab jamun, bhabhi”
She said,” enough of this bhabhi shit, you fucked me like anything and you are calling me bhabhi. Bhabhi is like a mother, you know that. Have you known what wrong you have done?”
I told her,” arey, bhabhi is like a mother, it is good to drink mother’s milk, so I would love to drink your milk”
She smiled,” you are very smart huh, would u really drink my milk?”
I said,” yes Anandita”
She said,” okay”
I went to her breast. She said,” take the left one”
I sucked and felt her milk flowing richly through the breast. It had no taste but it was warm and felt nice, I drank for two minutes and I developed an erection. I shoved two fingers in her cunt as I drank her milk fucking her with my fingers. She reached down and fisted my cock. She did it vigorously masturbating me with her hand. I moaned for a moment and some milk from her breast spilled from my mouth on her nipple as I climaxed on her palm.
She looked at my tired condition after drinking her milk, she smiled and said,” milk should give you energy and you are tired…?”
I said,” you removed my milk from down what to do?”
She teased me,” milk versus milk, if you take my milk, I will take your milk, then she kissed me and said,” go to sleep honey, I will just go to the bathroom and come”

I heard her walking naked to the toilet for a piss and freshening up. I heard the flush running and then she came. She smelled fresh. I wanted to fuck her again but I decided to wait till morning. She told me,” you didn’t sleep….”
I was waiting for you, I said. I told her about what I heard about her discussion with gokul’s mother. She said,” she is having such a good sex life, I wonder if I would get from my husband”
I kissed her and said, “don’t worry, you have taught me so much in sex and I am doing practical with you. Am I a good student?”
She laughed and said,” you have impressed your teacher. As a gurudakshina, I want a baby from you.”
I told her,” but what will you tells bhaiya?”
She said,” he will never know, in these areas, we women are smart.”
There are so many things we discussed before sleeping. I don’t want you to bore you guys with the details.
The next day, I felt some kind of funny feeling around my crotch. As usual my dick was bulging because of morning hardness( you women should know how horny we guys feel in the morning), I was amazed to find my lovely Anandita’s palming in my pajama fondling my erection.

“uto hero, get up” she said with a warm sexy smile. She was looking really gorgeous, in her night gown. “oh Anandita” I moaned. She went down and began to suck my penis. I was seeing stars as my dick was sucked and relished by my bhabhi. I began to come her mouth. I thought may be she will remove her mouth from my pumping pipe. But I could feel her taking my warm thick semen inside. Some sperms hit her on the cheek, some on her chin and most of it went in her stomach. my dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana” I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”

She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”

Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”

I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”
I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”
I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
My dream of fucking my bhabhi in the mouth had become true. So I say believe in ur dreams. It can happen. I cupped Anandita’s full bosom and kissed her. “hmmmmm,” she said,” you are so big down there, it was poking in ur pajama like a crazy banana”
I told her,” you suck better than that blue film girl”
She blushed and said,”cmon get up now and go brush ur teeth” she was like my bhabhi now, instructing me to do something.
“okay bhabhi,” I said,” did you brush your teeth”
She said,” of course, I even had tea, you should now how to wake up on time”
I told her,” wake me up every day by sucking my….”
She laughed and said,” not when my hubby is there. But what will you do?”
I said,” I will put u to sleep by sucking your chooth”
She smiled and said,” not when my hubby is there, now go wash your face”
I laughed and said,” why just because you had a mouthwash?”
She didn’t understand,” what?”
“did nt you get water from my cock now to wash ur mouth and face”
She said,” you are really a filthy dog”
I was trying to push her night gown up and fondle her cunt,”please nilesh, do it later, go freshen your self, even I have to go the toilet”
“is it urgent?”
She nodded.” yes, nilesh”
“u can pee in my mouth baby” I said.
She said, “it is no.2, I can’t do that in ur mouth, can I?”
I said,” please let me lick u, you can go afterward”
She said,” I will keep farting, then….|”
I said,” I will love to smell them, anything of yours is hot”
She smiled,” okay sexy lover, it is enough, let me go”
She kissed me and I kissed her back and fondled her ass. She got up and went to the toilet. I looked at my cock. It was soft and became a mess of sperm matted on the tip of it.
She tied her hair in the bun fashion and was moving towards the look. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass as she went to the toilet; I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I brushed and came out, and washed my face thoroughly and thought of taking bath first but my attention was diverted to the look. The door was ajar. I called out,” bhabhi, I wanna piss”
She said from inside,” wait I will come out in a moment”
I told her,” I cant, it is urgent”

I could hear a faint giggle from inside,” let me finish”
I found the door was not locked. She had trust in me that I would not barge in her privacy. But I was too strong a lover for that. I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western commode sitting and shitting. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Anandita.
She was blushing and telling me,” please go out,”
“no I won’t,” I said,” I have to pee, Anandita, move or I will have to do on ur face”
Anandita smiled accusingly and said,” your cock is a major problem, whether it is standing or sleeping, when it sleeps, it wants to piss and when it stands it wants to fuck”
She got up and suddenly realized that her shit was lying on the closet.
She said,” oh shit! Let me flush” I laughed and told her,” don’t bother, watch me”. I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiling, I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her asshole. I opened my short to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Anandita looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down. I said,” see, I said don’t worry about the flush” after I finished peeing, I went up to her and said,” I want to fuck you, Anandita”

I cupped her breast through the gown and the other hand caressed her bum. I whispered on her ear as I licked the side of her neck,” you are so gorgeous Anandita, even ur shit turned me on, everything about your ass is sexy, I want to kiss it”
Went down and went behind her bums. I lifted her gowns and saw her bewitching mounds of pleasure. Her buttery complexion bums can even give a cat a hard on. I began to kiss her soft and full heavy ass full mouthed wet kissed. I put my middle left finger in the crack and felt the slimy wetness of her anus. I sniffed her earthy smelly anus and began to lick the side of her crack. I even felt the taste of her shit but I was too much consumed by lust to notice it. She was really turned on and then I lifted my tongue and face out of her ass.
I took her hand and placed on my growing cock, she did not know how to react. She told me,” let me finish and get freshened up and then I will come”
I asked her,” is there more?”
She smiled and said,” you interrupted me”
I said,” sorry madam, you can continue”
She said,”nilesh, wait outside, let me come there”
I said,” I want you to come here, let me make you come”
After this, this turned out to be a regular feature for us. We would regularly grope or fuck around when time was there for us. Whenever she used to offer me drink like tea or serve me food when bhaiya or mom would not look, she used to bend over fridge to give me a nice view of her lascivious boobs…her ass was round and used to protude as if it will tear apart her salwaar and say,”fuck me; Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras.

[sexspl1965]

Mote land wale dosto aur matwali chutwaliyo ko majesty ka pyaar bhara namaskar. Main 27 saal ka hoon meri hight 5-7" hai aur mere land ka size normal me 4" aur tight me 8.5" hai.mine pahli kahani "adhuri chudai me bataya tha ki kasi main chachi ko chod nahi paya tha. Ab main batane jaa raha hoon ki kais emane chachi ko pahli baar choda. Aur ye mere saath ki sacchi ghtna hai. Haan to dosto chachi (33 year) ke dono bachhe seema aur pintoo (years) mere se kaphi ghul milgaye the. Ab chachi ko bhi sayad meri jaroorat mahsoos hui hogi. Usne seema se phone karwaya to seema boli bahiya aap to hum logo ko bilkul bhul hi gaye hain aise hote hain kya bade bhaiya. Phir chachi ne kaha bachhe bahut yaad karte hai ek baar aa jao.apke liye ek ladki bhi dekha hai wo bhi dikha doongi.haan to dosto main tisre din nagpur(jahan main padhta tha)se kanpur (jahan chachi rahti hai) gaya bacche aur chachi sabhi bahut khus hue. Us din sunday tha isliye bachhe ghar par hi the. Chacha ka extra duty thi so wo chalee gaye hum din bhar chachi aur bacche ke sath masti karte rahe. Raat ko khana khane ke baad sone ki baari ayi. Chacha ke ghr mein tin room hai jisme se bich wali ko store room bana rakha hai. Chacha bahar wale room mein so gaye.under wale room mein do bed the ek chhota aur ek bahut hi bada tha. Chote bed pe chachi aur seema so gayi aur bade bed pemain aur pinto so gaye. Raat ke kareeb 12:30 baje maine apne gaal pe kuch masoos kiya ankh khola to dekh chachi apna bed mere bed ke pass laker soye soye hi hath badhakar mere gaal ko sahla rahi thi. Main: chachi kya kar rahe ho bacche jag jayenge chachi: koi nahi jagega. Aur usne mera haath rajai ke ander apne chcoochi pe rakh diya.main bhi nighty ke under hath daalker unki choochiyon ko sahlane laga. Chachi: thoda jorse dabao na. Main jor jor se unki chuchiyan dabane laga aur wo mera gaal sahalane lagi.thodi der baad main apna haath nighty ke under hi unki chut per le gaya.unki penty gili ho gayi thi. Maine penty me hath daal diya aur unki chut ke lambi jhanton ko sehlane laga.ab unke muh se awaz ane lagi. Aaaah plz apni ungli mere chut mein dal do na. Maine kaha yahan se mera hath nahi pahunch raha hai. Aap mere bed pe aa jao. Wo dhire se uthkar mere mere bed per aa gayi. Pintoo ko ek side karke rajai daal di aur ek dusri rajai lekaer hum dono usme ghus gaye. Chachi ne sabse pajle mera baniyan utar diaya phir mera pazama bhi utar diya.ab mein sirf chaddi me tha.wo mere galo ko chumne lagi aur apna ek haath mere land per rakh diya jo ab tight hoker 8.5" ka ho chuka tha. Aur mein apne hatho se chachi ki ki chuchiyan dabane laga.phir maine chachi ka bra khol diya aur ek chuchi muh me lekar chusne laga. Usne mera hath pakad kar apni dusri coochi pe rkha diya aur phir? Aaaah aaaaaniiiiil pleez jor se chusooooo na. Main jor jor se chuchiya chusne laga.phir usne mera ek hath apni penty me daal di maine dekha puri penty bhing chuki hai.main uke chut ko sahlane laga aur wo aaaaah hoooooh kyaaaa kaaaar rahe ho bahut mazaaa rahhaaaaa hai.mane kaha chachi muche apka chut cusna hai.wo boli aapne to meri muh ki baat kah di mujhe bhi apka land chusna hi.phir hum 69 ki posision me aa gye . Usne meri chaddi utar di mere land ko dekhte hi boli. Anil ye land hai ya hathoda itna bada land to main pahle baar dekh rahi hoon.phir usne mere land ka puara suars apni muh me lekar chusne lagi. Maine bhi unki penty utar di apna jibh unki chut mein daal kar jor jor se ghumane laga. Ab dono ke muh se aaaaah uuuuua oooa nikale lage. 10 minut badh chachi ne jhadgayi maine unki chut ka pura ras pi liya.mujhe nahi pata tha ki chut ka ras itna testy hota hai. Wo kuch dhili padne lagi main bola chachi jara jor jor se usne speed badha di 2 minut maine bhi apna pani chachi ke muh me chhod diya. Mera land thandha pad chuka tha. Usne phir mera land sahlana suru kiya aur maine unki choochiyan sahlana suru kiya thodi der mehum dono garam ho gaye maine chachi ko chit lita diya aur apna land uski chut ke muh par rakh diya.wo boli anil thoda dhire daalna bahut mota hai maine kaha ghabrao nahi phir maine ek jordar jhatka mara aur mera adha supada uski chut ko chirta hua under gya.wo chillai. Uuiiiiii maaa maaar gayiiiiii pleeeez nikaaaaalo main mar jaaaaaungi aaaaaah maine apna land bahar nikal liya phir dher sara thuk lekar ucki chut par lagaya aur apne land per bhi lagay.aur unki chuchi pine laga ab wo kuch aur garm ho gayi.Maine phir apna land unke chhot per rakh kar jordarr dhakka mara to ek hi jhatke me pura land unki chut mein sama gaya. Wo chillana chahti thi par meine unke muh pe apna muh rakh diya aur hoth chusne laga. Thodi der mein unko bhi maza ane laga aur wo bhi niche se gand uchkan lagi. 10minut bad dono ek sath jhad gaye phir usne apni penty se pahle mera land saaf kya phir apna chut saf kiya aur muje ek bhrpur kiss kiya aur tahnk u bolkar phir apni bed per one chali gai......

Dusre din subah main bhi nagpur ke liye nikal pada.........

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[sexspl1965]

I am 28 now and my mummy Maya Devi is 46. I am the only son and my dad left mummy for me 10 years back when I was 18 and maa was 36. Since then I am fucking her regularly and we have shared so many cocks and pussies between us. I will tell you how I fucked my mom first time but before that I will narrate you about our life.

Maya Devi was 36(5'9" height, 38d boobs, 34 waist and 42 hips). I was introduced to sex by my friend Pappu who will talk about my mother's body. Pappu's mother Guddi aunty was also very sexy and friend of my mummy. His father stayed out of home most of the time so he was close to Guddi and many times he had seen her mom semi - nude. We used to discuss our mothers and play with each other's lund. Pappu's talks about my mother's boor and boobs made me lusty after her.

One day I stole my mommy's used bra and panty and Pappu brought his mother's used bra and panty and he licked the panty of my mummy and I wrapped his lund on mummy's bra and I did the same with his mummy's bra and panty. Both of us then masturbated. Now I started to take more interest in my mother. I will tell her story in hindi now.

Jab bhi daddy ghar par raat mein nahi hote the meri maa mujhe apni moti moti jaangh mein daab kar ragartee thee. Kabhi kabhi mujhse apna bara bara doodh dabane ko kahti. Main enjoy karta thaa. Jab daddy ghar par hote the to raat mein meri maa kewal saaya aur brasieries pahanti thee. Dinner ke pahle dono drink karte the aur daddy maa ki chuchi mere saamne hi daba dete the. Kai baar to woh mummy ko god mein bitha kar drink karate the. Maa bhi mast rahti thee jab tak daddy ghar par hote. Ek raat ko achanak meri neend khuli to mummy ke moonh se "aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh sssuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh... " ki awaz aa rahi thee aur bed bhi hil raha thaa. Maine dhyaan se suna to daddy bhi aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh ooooooooooooooohhhhhhh kar rahe the. Main samajh gaya ki daddy mummy ko chod rahe hain. Maine halke se karwat lee to aisa scene dikha ki mera lund tight ho gaya. Maa ki eyes closed thee aur uska bra khula thaa aur daddy maa ki choochiyon ko masal rahe the. Night lamp ki roshni mein neeche dekha to mere daddy kaa mota lund maa ki chutar se hota hua uski boor mein ghusa thaa. Daddy "Kal mere boss ko tune khus kar diya, Mya Darling. " Mummy "Are aapke boss se aisa chudai kee hai maine ki aapko promotion mil hi jaaega. ' Then I realised that why dad had taken mummy to his boss' place yesterday.

Daddy "woh bari taarif kar raha thaa, tumhare badan ki, bata raha thaa ki tumhari choot abhi bhi tight hai, bilkul randi ki tarah maze deti ho. "Saying this he gave another push in momma's boor. Maa 'Haan, maine boor kaa baal saaf kar liya thaa aur us par chadh ke choda to madhar chod ko mazaa to aayega hee. " I was surprised to hear such obscene words from mummy and daddy. Daddy "Woh tumhe 1 week ke liye apne saath Goa le jaakar chodna chahta hai. Kah raha thaa ki main lucky hoon jo Maya jaisi maal biwi mili. "

Mummy "Are koi baat nahee, main to tumhari randi hoon, Pahle bhi tumne contract ke waaste kitne logon ki biwi bana kar unke saath sulaya hai, ek baar aur sahi. Ab zor zor se pelo Amit ke daddy jee. "

Light kam hone se poora saaf nahi dikh raha thaa par unki chudai ki awaz "pachak... pachak... pach... pach" saaf aa rahee thee. Thori der tak aur dono chudai karte rahe. Mera lund lamba ho gaya thaa. Mere saamne hi mere maa - baap nanga chudai kar rahe the. Kuch der aur chodne ke baad daddy apna lund maa ki boor se nikal liye aur unka veerya maa ki nangi thighs aur boor par fail gaya. Phir mummy palat gayee aur daddy ko kiss karne lagee to mujhe meri maa ki mast mast moti gaand bilkul nangee dikhai dee. Phir kiss karne ke baad dono nange bathroom mein mootne gaye aur idhar maine maa ki boor ke naam par mooth laga diya aur so gaya.

Kuch dino ke baad daddy apni saali(mummy ki cousin) se sex mein fas gaye. Maa ne ek din mujhe bataya aur kahte kahte rone lagee. Maine maa kaa back sahlate hue use samjahaya ki mummy tum bahut khoobsurat ho, chaho to line lag jaayegi, kai mard tumhe abhi bhee chahenge sirf tum thora sexy ban jaao. Phir mere advise par mummy ne apna get-up change kar liya. Ab woh salwar kurta pahanti to sleeveless. Low cut blouse aur navel ke neeche saree mein mere saath school mein aatee to mere teachers use chodne wali nigahoon se ghoorte the. Mummy ke saath bus mein ghusta to jaan bhoojkar log meri maa ki gaand mein laura sata dete the. Buddhe bhi maa ki blouse mein jaakhte the. Kai baar mohalle ke badmash larke maa ko dekh kar seeti bajate the. Ek baar main mummy ke peeche peeche chal raha thaa to ek aadmi bola"rani, teri choochi mast hai, ek baar de de to 5000 doonga.

"Muhalle mein kaafi logon ko malum chal gaya tha ki daddy ab alag alag rahte hain to kai log try kar rahe the. Ek baar maa vegetable mein baigan le rahee thee to sabzi wala bola"are maalkin, humara baigan chahiye, muft kaa hai, mota aur ek dam kaala. "Maa mera haath pakar le gayee doosree shop mein. Par main jaan raha thaa ki maa ko mard ki zaroorat hai. Waise beech beech mein daddy kaa boss mummy ko apne saath party mein le jaata thaa aur jab bhi woh lauti to kaafi drink kar ke. Uske moonh se cigareete ki gandh aati thee. Bra khua hota aur kai baar to maa ki purse se mujhe unki panty aur kisi kaa underwear mila. Aise hi mahaul main ek din maa heavy drink kar ke lautee. Bari mushkil se chal rahee thee. Gate par dad kaa boss tha. Usne bataya ki aaj international guest ki meeting mein 4 negro ne uska ye haal kar diya aur mere se kaha 'Jaa, apni maa ko sambhal. ' Mujhe bahut kharab laga ki meri maa itne lund se chud rahee hai aur maine decide kar liya ki aaj to apni maa ki boor chodni hai. Mummy bathroom mein bilkul nangee baithkar moot rahee thee. Use bilkul hosh nahi thaa ki uske saamne uska jawaan beta uski nangi jawani ko nihaar raha hai. Maine pant khola aur bilkul nanga hokar apna laura maa ko dikha kar kaha "Yeh chahiye, darling. " Maa ne mera lund pakar kar moonh mein lekar randi ki tarah choosna suru kar diya..............
ab aage kaya huwa....aap batayeye...???????

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[sexspl1965]

When I was 20 my boyfriend ****ed me for the first time. (And from that time I am now always hungry for a good hard cock or two.) But now I will tell you how I got ****ed by three students, and my taste for gangbangs. As soon as I was wed I went to live in another city with my husband leaving all my family and friends behind. My husband was very attentive to me and gave me a good ****ing most nights, but I always wanted and felt that there must me more than just lying on my back with my legs apart.

In our block of flats there were three students are living. Dipak one of them a tall young colored guy about 6feet tall, well-built, and muscular. When I saw him I felt my self getting wet between my legs. What a man he was. I also saw his eyes looking me up and down, seeing my eyes looking at him full of lust. Latter, I found out that he was staying with two other guys named sameer and jitu. They were taller and well built as well. At that time I decided that I had to have them on my bed and get well and truly ****ed by all three of them.

My husband is a rich man, so he travels to other cities for two days every week so I knew that this was the chance for me. I was thinking about the guys when my husband went on a sales trip one morning and at noon as I was walking back to the flat I saw dipak was studying alone. I thought that this could be the time to **** him.

After I entered my flat I kept the door open and then taking a stool I stood on it. I then jumped down and knocked the stool over with a crash and moaned loudly. Hearing my moan, dipak came inside the room and saw me on floor pressing my legs with my hand and moaning due to pain. I told him that I feel from stool. I tried to stand and walk, but I feel again this time on dipak.

We both feel on to the floor as he tried to catch me, but ended up with him laying on my body and his arm around me. I slightly put my weight on him so that my big tits pressed on his chest. I also felt dipak's hand also pulling me tightly to him. I saw that his eyes were full of lust as he meets mine. I said to him very shyly but lustfully "chod do na!" (Remove your hands), due to him touching my hot sexy body.

As he listened to the lustful sound in my voice, and felt my hot flesh beneath my clothes, I could feel he was getting hot, I felt his tool growing large and hard, touching my legs, and instead of removing his hand he pulled me tighter to him. I told him again "chod do na, kohi dekh lega," (remove your hands, the door is open). He laughed and said, "so you want to shut the door?" and this time I laugh.

He stands up and shuts the door. He walks back over to me, kneels down and puts one hand around my waist pulling me nearer to him, and then grabs me tightly as he lowers himself on to my waiting body. I feel his hot breath on my face; I know that now he wants to kiss me. I close my eyes with anticipation. His lips mixed with my lips I welcome him opening my mouth, he inserts his tongue in my mouth playing with my tongue.

I felt his hand moving over my body, taking hold of my tits then squeezing them through my blouse. He squeezes hard, and I moan on his mouth, my nipples grow long and hard at his touch. He pulls his lips away and looks at me. I opened my eyes. He can see the look of lust on my face and in my eyes. He asks me where the bedroom is. I slightly turn towards bedroom but he grabs me again and then lifts me in his arms and carries me towards my bedroom. He lays me on the big size bed, and without any word pulls my half-removed sari off and throws it in to the corner of the room, leaving me in just my blouse bra and panties he climbs on the bed near me and opens my blouse fully revealing my full tits in just their small black bra.

Suddenly we hear doorbell. He stops, and again the doorbell rings. This time we hear the sound of samir calling dipak. "Oh shit!" dipak exclaimed. I look at him, and he says that he forget about samir and jitu. They also heard my moan when dipak runs to my flat. I listen to this think that maybe my dream is going to come true now. Dipak ask me what to do? He thinks for a minute, and then says "ok, I will manage the situation," I stopped him and ask him if they (samir and jitu) will tell this to my husband. If not he can let them in. He's surprised, but then shaking his hand in air he walks towards door. I hear the sound of the door opening, a few voices then the door close. They talk some between them, then after a couple of minutes they all enter my bed room.

As I watch them coming in, I feel myself getting hot and juicy between my legs now that my dream is going to become true. I half close my eyes and see that they are near to the bed. They all look at me, lying there in bra and panties, and half-open blouse. Samir looks at me for a minute and exclaims, what a sexy figure, then says that dipak told us that you want to get ****ed by us.I laugh, and then moan as he puts his hand between my legs and strokes my cunt through the wet material. "You sure you can you take all our cocks in your cunt slut, maybe were too much for you." he said. I laugh with lust moving my tongue over my lips giving him an invitation and a challenge.

Ok , my little slut, we will **** you as you wish. And with that he pulled me towards him in his strong grip, one hand rubbing my cuntlips, then moving his fingers on down pressing them in to my ass. His hard cock touching me from under his pants.

With his other hand he opens the remaining buttons of my blouse and throws that away, at the same time dipak open the hook of my bra and its slides down. Now I was only in my small black panties. I pretend to try and be shy by covering my tits with my hand, but they are laughing as they undress themselves.

I look at them as they are standing fully naked now. Samir has a big cock near about 10"long and much thicker then the other two. He said shaking his cock with his hand, come on dear take this in your mouth and suck me." now I am going to narrate this story in Hindi: mai ghutnopar baithi our samirka bada lund haat me liya, our usko cusna suru kiya haatose uske baalse hilati rahi maine dekha dipak aage aa raha tha usne meri mume haatme liye our masalna suru kiya. Nipples ko jorse dabaya. Meri masti ne ab sab seema paar kardi mai hatose dipak ka 8” lund se khel rahi thi.

Jitu sab dekh raha our samir our dipak ko buckup karta huwa bola,’ samir sali ko ab chod dal’ samir haas pada usne muze bedpar leta diya bola ‘ chal meri raand apni tange phailla, maine tange phailla dee o ab mere tangoki beech aake uska lund mere **** per rakkha muze pucha ,pura lund legee kya? Maine bina jawab diye meri gaand upper uthai taki uska lund meri **** me chala jaye. Usene jorka dhakka lagaya uska lund aadha under gaya.aaaaaahhh uuuuuueeeeema meri aawaj sunte usene our yek jorka dhakk diya.

Mere **** me pura lund gaya. Mai jorse sisak uthi.kafi bada lamba lund tha mere bachedanise ja takraya. Aaaahhhhhhhhh ummmmm bade masti me aake mai siskarne lagee. Samir ne pucha kya meri raand rani kaisa lagta hai? Pura dal diya. Mast hokar mai bol padi ha samir pura gaya hai ab jorse chodo tumari rani ko. Mast lagta hai ha rani ab hum tuze hamari randi banake chodega itna bolke turn kiya our ab mai usika upper aa gayee.
Dipak our jitu ko bulate bola tum dono bhi tumara lund dal do uske gaand our muha me. Mai kuch bolti tabtak dipak ne mere gaand me ugalee dal di our jitune mere bal pakadkar mera seer upper uthaya mai dard se mera muha khuk gaya to usane 6’ ka lund dal diya.ab mai uska lund chusne lagee to dipak ne dusree our badme tisari unglee mere gaand me dal di ab meri gaand bhi ready ho gayee lund lene ke liye muze mehasus huwa ki ab dipak is going to insert his lund in my ass.

I tried to loose my ass to take him in. Dipak ne lund ko mere gaand par rakkha our dal diya ½ lund .jitune apna lund muh se nikala taki mai chilla saku our mai challai aaaahhhhhhhheeeeeegaa margayee baas karo. Sab haas pade our jawab me dipak ne jordar dakkha lagaya pura lund chala gaya mere aank me pani aa gaya dard se mai aaaaeeeeee oooooooooooooyyyyyyaa mar gayee meri gaand phat gayee aaaaaaeeeeegaa aahhhhhh uuuuummmmm ooh **** me slowly lekin o bol pade slow kou rani tu to lund ki bhooki ho ab hum tuze saari raat randi ki tarha choduga. Puri raat tu lund legee itna chouga ki tu kal chalbhi nahi sakogee.

Ab samir our dipak dono muze barabar chodne lage our jitu ne uska lund phirse mere muhme dal diya. Tin tin lund mere badan me chale gaye samir ka **** me our dipak ka meri gaand me gaya lund mere under yedusarese mil rahe the. Ab thoda dard kam ho gaya mai ab kuch aanand pa rahi thi mera dream pura ho gaya tha mai ab tin lund ko yek saath le rahi thi. Ab mere hole se pachk pachk ki aavaj aa rahi thi. Aawaj suntehi sab madhosh ho gaye dipakne pura lund nikala our 1 hi zatke se gaand me dal diya mai chillai haaaaaa dal do jorse our jorse ab tumari ye randi jorse chudna chahati hai phad dalo meri gaand dipak.

Es randi ko chodo muze tum sab milake pregnant kar do tumare bachchoki maa banao our jorse chodo. O tinho haskar bole radharani phikir mat karo puri raat jab hamse chudegee to tum puri cricket tim ki maa banogee. Our sab muzpar tut pade jaise ki bhukela kutta thino muze kuttiki tarha chod rahe the mai tin lund leti aahhhhhh uuuuhhh kar rahi thi ab meri gaand our **** bhi bolne lagee thi pachak pchak. Awaj sunkar samir bola dekh sali tinhi holese bol rahi hai our lund de de ab saali ko ghode our gadheka lund dena padega.

Kou radharani konsa lund chaheye tuze? Sab jorse haaspade. Ab thino gandhi gandhi bate karate muze galiya dete huwe muze jorse chod rahe the mai thinoke beach puri attak gayee thino holese lund ka aanand le rahi thi bahot he maja aa raha tha 4 bar mai zad gaye our har bar mai chillati rahi dal do chodo muze jorse mai tumari hu jo chahe karo jaisa chahe chodo. Ab jitu ne speed bada di mai samaz gayee ki mere muh ab jitu ki paani se bharnewala hai our gurgurte huwa jitune uska juice muh me dal diya that hot cum I can gulp as fast as he spyed in me.

Mere chehare par jitu ka cum dekhate samir our dipak ko jos aagaya our o dono muze dogspeedse chodne lage. Mai siskarti huwi lund ka aanand le rahi thi do bade lund mere hole me pacha pach karte ja rahe the ab dono ki speed bad gayee thi dono kutteki maphik gurgurte huya the. Dono 1 saath hi meri hole me zad gaye mai bhi jose zad gayee donoke bichme chimtee chudai ka current se sisak rahi thi.

Thodi der ke baad dono sofepar ja baithe jitu vaha pahilese tha. Mai pur nangee bedpar thi our mere hole maise juice bahar aa raha tha. To muskurate samir ne pucha, rani kya haal hai? Maine nahili aankhose sabko dekha. Tum sabne muze puri juice se bhar di lekin mai tumara pura juice nahi le saki? To dipak bola phikir mat karo rani ab to sara din baaki hai tuze chodneki liye. Our tu jayegee kaya tumara pati janeke baad tu hamari patni (wife)banegee. Our raat me pati to din me hum tuze chodenge. Hamare juice se nahala denge.

Mai bedse uthakar kitchen me jane lagee to mere **** our gaand me se donoka manjuice bahar aane laga jitu bola dekho rand kitni gili ho gayee? Sab jorse muze hasne lage. Samir kapde dalkar usake room me gaya our sharab ki botal lekar vapas aaya o thino sharab pine lage. Muze bhi pila dali. Thodi der baad sharab ke karan mai anap sanap bolne lagee our o muze kutta ghodese chodneki baat karne lage mai bhi unko saat deti rahi. Sabhika lund phirse kada ho raha tha.

Our mai meri gaand hilati bol rahi thi ye ghode aaja dekh teri ghodi tumara lund chahati hai. Aa chal mere pe chad ja tumare dono pair(legs) mere pe rakh our tumara lund dal de kuttime jaisa kutteka lund atak jata hai vaisa hi tumara lund ataka do sunke sab wild bankar merp tuth pade our phirse muze janwar ki maphik chodne lage. Puri raat honetak o sabh muze chodte rahe sharab our vasnaki nasha meri pe sawar thi our sabne mare tino hole me apana juice dal diya. Phir o sab chal pade mai akeli bed par padi. Mera sara baden man juice se lappet gaya tha.

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Tahir Armasi was a middleclass Indian businessman living in the well to do suburbs of Mumbai (formerly Bombay), India. He was 52, married to Seema his wife of thirty years, who was 50. They had married young, as was the custom in the days when the lifestyle was much different to that of a current cosmopolitan Indian city like Mumbai now.

They lived in a comfortable, luxury 3 bed - 2 bath apartment in one of those high-rise towers you see sometimes in photos of Mumbai. Their son Mamood, who was 19, still lived with them, and Nisha their 18-year-old daughter was normally away at a boarding school, but currently back home for a week's holidays, which would be ending in a few days.

Mamood had finished school and was preparing to go to a college in Mumbai to study law in a few months, so was now taking some time out, and enjoying himself doing what he liked for a while. Nisha had another four months to go at boarding school, before finishing her education there, and coming back home.

They were a typical traditional Indian-Westernised family in many ways. They dressed in a combination of Indian and Western styles - more Western nowadays at home, and out shopping or relaxing, but traditional at social functions, where appropriate.

In their looks, Tahir who was 5'7" had put on a 'middle aged spread', but still retained some of his good looks, which had made him popular when younger. And Seema at 5'4" was still very much a good-looking woman, with a voluptuous full figure. She had been quite a stunner in her youth and she had looked after herself to this day.

Her body had grown larger - she was now a size 14, but the proportions were still in balance. She had quite large, 40D boobs which still gave way to a curvy waistline, but her buttocks and ass had grown after giving birth, she thought a bit too much, although in reality they were very much in proportion to the rest of her now, and a glorious sight for any ass man who loved a fuller buxom figure.

Mamood at 5"9" was very much a younger version of his father, and who at 19 needed to lose some weight (not fat, but a little chubby!), and had grown into rather a shy young man who lacked some confidence. Both Tahir and Seema had been concerned about this, but hoped he would grow out of it. He hadn't had a girlfriend yet as far as they knew. Nisha, on the other hand was much more outgoing. She had a beautiful face, but was a little more stocky in build at 5'2" with a rather plump ass and good sized 36C boobs, however her personality was much more relaxed and outgoing, and she seemed very comfortable in herself.

The family were gathered in the kitchen for breakfast where Seema and Nisha were standing by the worktop chatting away whilst preparing the food. They had their backs to Tahir and Mamood, who were sitting at the breakfast table. Suddenly, Mamood's mobile phone rang its rather irritating tune (so Tahir always thought), and while he got up to take the call in the hallway, Tahir looked over at his wife and daughter.

Seema was wearing a beige figure hugging cotton trousers with a white blouse, whilst Nisha wore a t-shirt and tight fitting dark blue denim jeans, which showed off every curve of her ample butt. Tahir was an ass man and couldn't help admiring the behinds of his wife and daughter as they moved about, even though one of the women was his daughter. His sex drive was still very high at his age. He felt his face flush, as a sudden thought of going up to his daughter and cupping her ass cheeks through her jeans flashed through his mind.

'Mmm,' he thought to himself, 'I'll have to ponder on these feelings a bit more,' and looked back down at his newspaper, as Mamood came back into the room after finishing his phone call.

He snatched a quick look up, and saw Mamood looking over at Seema and Nisha, who still had their backs turned and were chatting away. He was sure he saw, just for a moment, Mamood eyeing up both his mother's and sister's butts as well. Tahir quickly looked back at his newspaper, before Mamood noticed he had been watched, and he felt a harden come on in his pants.

Tahir had always tried to be open with his wife, so that evening as they lay in bed, he raised his feelings of that morning with Seema.

"Seema," he said, "This morning, when you and Nisha were making breakfast, I got a hard-on looking at both of you. Seeing both your behinds, all tightly wrapped as they were, turned me on, even Nisha's, and I wanted to go up to her and give her butt cheeks a squeeze."

Seema sat up and looked at her husband, appearing to be horrified. "What? You wanted to touch up your own daughter?" she replied.

"I couldn't help it. I'm just being honest with you about what I felt. The thought just happened and I found it quite arousing. And I'll tell you something else, I sneaked a look at Mamood, when he thought I wasn't watching, and I was sure he was eyeing you both up as well."

Seema laid her head back on the pillow with a resigned look and a sigh.

"You men!" she said finally, after a moments pause, trying to sound annoyed.

"Well," replied Tahir "I think we should relax and take it in our stride. These sorts of feelings aren't that unusual, I think, although people tend not to talk about them. Psychologists know all about this. Sons in their teens often may go through a phase when they have some sort of sexual attraction to their mother's, daughters may be attracted to fathers, and I'm sure fathers and mothers may get some sort of feeling towards their young adult sons and daughters. Normally, it's only a phase and nothing ever happens."

"Oh," replied Seema, "That's good to hear. Maybe I shouldn't dress in a way that might get Mamood to notice my body so much."

"Yes, you could do that," said Tahir, "And Nisha will be back at boarding school in a few days and I'm sure my feelings will pass. Maybe we should be more physical with each other and that will take my mind off it!"

Seema laughed and cuddled up to Tahir and gave him a kiss on the lips. She had a high sex drive to match her husband's and was always willing to satisfy his needs, which kept her satisfied as well.

He responded and they kissed, their tongues lapping sexily at each other. She moved on top of him and felt his hands over her back and buttocks. His cock had risen in response to her sexy moments on top of him and she moved her pussy over his groin. Gently reaching down, she helped his erect dick into her moist pussy.

"Ash, that's nice" she said, feeling him enter her, and she started to hump her ass gently up and down. Tahir clasped both her butt cheeks, one in each hand and squeezed and rubbed them roughly, enjoying every sensation of feeling her soft, large, fleshy ass.

"I love your ass darling," he said, as she ground herself up and down on his fuck pole. "Even after all these years, I can't get enough of fucking you, especially in your asshole."

She raised herself up a little way so that her boobs dangled over Tahir's face and mouth, and he took her right boob into his mouth and sucked. First over the areola, a wide slow suck, and then licking around it with his tongue, he moved onto the erect nipple, and tickled it by licking it up and down and from side to side, before sucking on it.

Seema writhed in pleasure as he sucked on her boob. She had always loved his technique of sucking on her tits, and it always sent an electric tingle through her body and down her spine.

She increased the pace of her humping up and down on Tahir's prick loving every sensation as it glided in and out of her wet, pulsating pussy.

Under her, Tahir responded by increasing the pace of his thrust upwards. Momentarily, he moved onto her left boob and gave it the same attention as he had given the right.

Then Seema, with her eyes closed, sat up fully on his dick and as she knelt over his crotch, continued the frenzied pace of her writhing up and down on his prick.

Tahir watched her large boobs jiggle and wobble in front of him as she rode him, and the sight of them caused the semen to rise in his balls.

"Yea, fuck me hard Seema, ride me," he cried out. "Fuck me you hot, dirty bitch." He loved talking dirty at her when they fucked, and he knew it turned her on.

"Yesss...fuck...cum inside me" she replied, "I want to feel your spunk in me. "Come on fuck me, fuck me hard" she added, now in a lustful frenzy on top of him.

They continued apace, and after a few minutes more, both were close to cumming. Tahir cried out "Ahhhhhh..." as he spurted deep inside her pussy, whilst Seema lasted just a moment longer before she came, and shouted out "Oh..Yesssss."

She rolled next to him on the bed, so they lay close to each other silently, savouring the after moment.

After a minute Seema said, "Satisfied darling?"

"Yes, of course honey," replied Tahir with his eyes closed. What he didn't tell her was that as he was cumming, he had imagined it was his daughter, Nisha, riding on top of him. "Goodnight" he added, realising he had lied to her for the first time in ages, and turned over onto his side facing away from her to sleep, feeling slightly guilty.

Thinking Tahir was satisfied, and wanting to sleep, Seema lay there relaxed and feeling like she was drifting off sleepily as well.

Her mind wandered a little as she snuggled herself down, and Tahir's words about her son Mamood looking at her in a sexual way crossed her thoughts again.

She hadn't been quite honest with Tahir. Recently, she had looked at her son in a way a mother should not, especially in the last year or so. And she was sure she had seen him looking at her body in a sexual way as well. It was a woman's, or mother's intuition. Her sex drive was high and she had imagined herself doing some quite naughty things with him, and even masturbated to the thoughts.

But she had never felt able to talk to Tahir about it. But now, as Tahir had raised some similar thoughts he had for Nisha, her fantasies seemed to be something that might just be possible. She would have to draw out Tahir's feelings for Nisha first, and then slowly tell him of her own attraction to Mamood as well. She would have to be careful how it was done. First though, she would have to raise the subject again with Tahir, and carefully introduce the idea of transforming their thoughts into reality to him.

She felt a tingle of sexual arousal run through her and in her pussy, even though she had orgasmed only a few moments ago. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, and then tried to put the thoughts away. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep.

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Whilst the parents slept with their own thoughts of lust, their son and daughter, Mamood and Nisha were having their own lustful desires, separately, in their own beds.

Mamood, typically at 19, had his male hormones raging, and would often masturbate three or four times and day. And the object of his thoughts whilst he did this, was often his mother.

He had a thing for older women. He had a collection of porno magazines which were mostly the 'over 40' type and even one or two entitled 'over 50'. And he just loved to 'beat his meat' whilst looking at nude raunchy pictures of older women. Sometimes he would imagine his mother striking a pose like that of the pictures he would often look at, perhaps a like lady on all fours on the floor showing her asshole and pussy and looking back at the camera as if asking to be fucked senseless.

Tonight he was thinking of his mom, in the tight beige pants she had worn during the day, remembering the way her butt cheeks had stretched the fabric of the pants, and the way they had wobbled and rippled as she had walked about. He'd had to go to his room a couple of times during the day just to wack off and get some relief, she'd turned him on so much.

Funnily enough, he'd also just started to notice how his sister, Nisha's ass was starting to look quite attractive as well recently. He was an ass man, no doubt, and both his mom and sister were both starting to look really hot to him these days.

As he lay in bed, he wanked himself off, thinking about feeling up his mom's beautiful wide ass cheeks, imagining her bending over the kitchen worktop for him, wriggling her butt at him and then letting him cum all over the material of her pants. As he came thinking about this, he made sure his cum went over a towel he kept for the purpose, as he was careful about not leaving any stains on his bed sheets. He was quite secretive about his masturbating, and tried not to leave any signs. As he came, he felt a wave of pleasure run through his body. Slowly he started to drift off to sleep, little aware of the thoughts his mother was having about him a few doors away, whilst lying next to his father.

Across the hallway, in her own room, Nisha lay in bed, with a couple of fingers of her right hand buried in her pussy. She was playing with herself, as she often did, bringing herself to another orgasm.

She had a secret. She was not a virgin, as was so common for unmarried girls of her age in India. She knew what sex was all about, and having already had the 'fire lit', her lustful desires had now to be satisfied regularly.

Whilst being away at boarding school, she had met a boy, the same age as her in the local area of the school, and one thing had led to another. They were now lovers, meeting secretly, once or twice a week, and having sex. But she was not 'in love' with him. No, she was quite sure of that. In the beginning, it might have been puppy love, but that had worn off, and now they would meet just for sex and a laugh, which seemed ok. But this also meant that when she was away from boarding school, she missed the sex quite a lot, having got used to it regularly now.

Her mind was racing, as she played with herself. She was thinking of her boyfriend, Amir, and sucking his cock. She stuck a finger from her left hand into her mouth, imagining it to be his prick, whilst at the same time playing with her cunt with her right hand, and wriggling her pussy mound as she did so, enjoying the sensation.

As she carried on doing this, her mind wandered a little, and she had a flashback the way her father had looked at her a few times recently since she had come home for the holidays. She was not slow on the uptake with the way men and boys would sometimes look at her, and she had seen a lustful look in her father's eyes a few times. She had pretended to be all innocent, and not notice each time it had happened.

For a moment, as she masturbated, her mind replaced her boyfriend's face and prick with that of her father's, and she felt a rush of lust run through her. At first, it felt a little strange, but enjoying the new image in her mind, and continuing with the thought, she finally brought herself to an intense orgasm, thinking of her father, as she pumped her fingers in her pussy.

She lay there, feeling satisfied, but also a little aroused that imagining her father in a sexual way had had such an effect. She wondered what would happen if she teased him a little with her body over the next few days whilst she was home. The idea gave her some pleasure. Thinking these thoughts, eventually she drifted off to sleep.

Seema spent the next morning thinking about how to put her plans into action. Nisha would be home for another 7 days before going back to boarding school. In that time, she had to get Tahir so aroused and wanting Nisha so much, that he would agree to let her have her fun with Mamood, in exchange for a similar arrangement for him with Nisha.

The first thing she would do, would be exactly the opposite to what she had said to Tahir about not wearing clothes to attract the men of the house to herself and her daughter's bodies. Instead she would make sure both Nisha and herself wore clothes that would drive both her husband and Mamood wild with desire, and hope Tahir would want more. She would then slowly give in to Tahir's desires for more, whilst pretending to protest a little. Then she would bring in her own demands for her feelings about Mahmood. She felt delighted at her scheme!

Seema decided she would also have a talk with Nisha just to see how she might react to having some lustful 'seeds' of thought planted in her. If she could somehow get Nisha to be involved in the seduction right from the beginning, it would make things much easier.

Mamood was out with friends whilst her husband was at work. Seema decided to approach Nisha after breakfast.

"Nisha, darling" said Seema, "Would you like to come shopping with me this afternoon? I'll treat you to some new clothes."

"Sure mom", replied Nisha, "Anything in particular?"

"Well, the weather will be getting warmer soon, and I thought maybe we should be a bit more casual around the house. Perhaps we can get some shorts and t-shirts and one or two nice fitting jeans or pants."

"Ok" replied Nisha, happily innocent to her mother's real plans behind the shopping trip.

Seema ordered a taxi and they went to a popular mall in central Mumbai, well known for its westerns style-clothing shops.

Seema picked out a variety of shorts for herself and Nisha and some jeans and pants, making sure she picked sizes that would be quite figure hugging on them both, and show off the curves of their asses well, plus some t-shirts.

In the changing room, as Nisha tried some of the items on, she said "Mom, some of these are a bit..er....tight...I mean, do you think dad will mind me wearing these at home?"

"You mean sexy looking" replied Seema with a smile, as she saw just how good Nisha's butt looked in some of the selections.

"Er....yes" replied Nisha a little embarrassed at her mother's use of the word 'sexy'.

"No that's fine," replied Seema. "I'm going to start wearing shorts too – there's no need to be shy – in the hot weather, and as long as we are at home and not in front of strangers, I'm sure both your dad and Mamood won't mind, us being a bit more casual and free."

Nisha felt a little perplexed at some of her mother's choice of clothing, as they seemed far too tight fitting on her mom especially, but she went with it.

When they got home, neither Mamood nor Tahir were back. Seema made them both some cold drinks and they sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Before your brother of father come home, Nisha, I wanted to chat about something with you."

"What's that?" said Nisha, smiling back at her mom.

"Well, you're 18 now and quite an attractive young girl, have you ever thought about boys, or a boyfriend?"

Nisha blushed. She had to lie now.

"Well, nothing much to say on that at the moment mom, you know, I'm still quite shy" she said, blatantly lying.

"I think you should always try to look your best," replied Seema. "Even in the house when your father and brother are around, it's good practice to look nice and...," she hesitated, "...Even sexy, as then you get into a good habit, and you never know when you might meet the right man."

Nisha looked a little surprised. "You mean you're not bothered if I don't have an arranged marriage."

"Well, there's plenty of time for that," replied Seema. "And I'm sure your father and I won't object if you meet someone you like yourself and even have some fun, as long as you are sensible. It's not like the olden days now in India."

Nisha looked slightly shocked at what her mother appeared to be saying.

"Erm, I'm not quite sure what you mean mom?" was all she could say feebly, in response.

"I'm talking about sex, Nisha," said Seema boldy. "It is fun, and your father and I are quite relaxed about it. We know what it was like to be your age and we aren't going to be hard on you if you want to have a bit of fun before you get married."

"Oh" replied Nisha, still in a slight state of shock at this conversation.

"If you do meet someone, just be careful, that's all" continued Seema. "And in the meantime, don't be shy about your feelings, just let them flow."

"Ok" replied Nisha.

"Now why don't we go and change into one of these new outfits each before the men of the house come back," said Seema getting up, and inviting Nisha to follow her.

Nisha followed her mother into her parent's bedroom.

"You can change here if you like," said Seema, "Don't be shy now."

And with that, Seema started to undress in front of her daughter. Nisha tried not to stare at her mother, and started to undress herself, feeling slightly embarrassed.

Seema decided to go completely nude in front of her daughter to see what effect this might have. "Take off all your clothes Nisha" said Seema. "Maybe we can compare our bodies before we try some of these new clothes on again and see just what a difference age makes" she continued, jokingly and laughing out loud.

Nisha had already taken her t-shirt and jeans off, and finally removed her bra and panties. Both mother and daughter were now completely naked in front of each other. Both had very lightly tanned skin, almost like a Mediterranean complexion.

"You look lovely," said Seema, seeing her daughter's fine pert boobs, slim waist and bubble butt. "I'm sure men will like you a lot! How do I look?"

Saying that, Seema walked up and down next to the bed parading her nude body in front of her daughter. Nisha, at first, blushed, seeing her mother like that, but noticed how, although her mother's proportions were bigger than her own, her body was still in balance, with full swinging large boobs curving to waistline, and a wide shaped fleshy ass, but with very little cellulite on her ass and legs. Her mom looked pretty good for her age and still curvy!

"You look great too mom" said Nisha, "Dad's lucky to have you!" she added trying not to sound too embarrassed.

"Come and give me a hug," said Seema, smiling and beckoning Nisha to her.

Nisha walked over to her mom and both women embraced. Their boobs squashed against each other as they did so. Seema let her hands wander down her daughter's body, down her back, and over her pert, round, firm ass. Nisha felt a ripple of sexual arousal run through her, and almost unconsciously, did the same to her mom, running her hands down the smooth skin of her back and over her more ample and full wide ass cheeks, groping them firmly and kneading the flesh there.

Both women stood there in a state of sexual arousal, gently caressing each other's bodies.

Seema pressed her face next to Nish'a lips, brought her own lips to her daughter's. Both women being highly sexed and sensually driven (although not yet known to each other), could not help kissing each other on the lips as this happened. Their kiss became quite passionate and they exchanged tongues in their mouths. Then Seema gently took the lead and slowly guided her daughter over to the bed.

"Mmm that's nice Nisha, " she said, as they briefly broke the kiss and lay down on the bed. Seema positioned herself next to her daughter and started kissing her again on the lips, Nisha responded. Seema guided her hands over Nisha's boobs and down to her pussy, gently rubbing it. She then broke their kiss and moved her mouth over Nisha's left nipple and started to lick and suck on it.

"Oh that feels so good mom" said Nisha, responding to her mother's fingers inside her now wet cunt.

"I'm glad you like it" said Seema, continuing her fingering firmly but also gently.

"Should we be doing this mom?" said Nisha, hesitatingly, as she was enjoying the arousal she was feeling.

"It's ok baby," replied Seema, "Just let your feelings go."

Nisha responded by opening her legs more, which gave Seema the opportunity to explore her daughters pussy more closely. She moved her mouth down to her daughter's now very wet cunt and licked and lapped at it, as Nisha writhed under her, responding to her mother tongue fucking her hole.

"Baby, I'm going to put my bottom over your face whilst I lick you, so you can lick me at the same time," said Seema.

Nisha was feeling highly aroused, and watched as her mom's wide and fleshy ass cheeks came into view over her face, giving her a first close look at her mom's asshole and cunt.

She had often licked her boyfriend asshole whilst they had done a sixty-nine with him on top, and now, she felt a wave of lust run through her seeing her mom's asshole only inches from her mouth, almost on top of her face. As she had never licked a woman's pussy before, she decided to smell and taste that first, and gently inserted her tongue into her mom's wet cunt.

As Seema positioned herself in a 69 above her daughter, it started to feel fabulous to her, as Nisha's tongue started licking and exploring her tingling pussy, as she continued licking her daughter's.

After a moment, Nisha said, "Mom your asshole looks so inviting, can I lick that too?"

"Oh yes baby, please do" replied Seema, not quite believing her luck that Nisha would want to do that so soon.

Nisha gently inserted her tongue into her mom's asshole, first gently playing with the outer star like ring, and then fully penetrating it with her tongue.

Seema was getting highly aroused now and continued licking at her daughter's pussy whilst Nisha had her tongue up her own asshole.

After a few more moments, it being the first time, they both did not last much longer, and came quite quickly, both shuddering in their orgasms, soon after each other.

Seema lay next to her daughter and smiled enjoying the after glow feeling.

"Well, Nisha, now you know something about sex", she said.

Nisha, still a little stunned at what had just occurred, and just how much she had enjoyed sex with a female, let alone that it was her mom, decided to play innocent as she was still unsure about letting her mother know about her boyfriend, and the fact that she was already sexually experienced, as well as having a high sex drive herself.

"That felt amazing mom" she said. "But is it right that we should do this?"

"If we keep this a secret between us and not involve anyone outside the family it is ok, as long as no one gets hurts and we are happy to have fun with each other, darling."

"I wanted to speak to you about sex for some time, but it was hard knowing where to start," Seema continued, realising now was the chance to discuss her plans involving Tahir and Mamood.

"I must make a confession to you. You father and I are highly sexed individuals and still have very active sex lives. I think he is quite attracted to you and for some time I have had sexual feelings for Mamood. I've been thinking of a way for us all to become involved together sexually. Your father doesn't know of my interest in Mamood yet, but he did tell me he was having feelings of lust towards you. Now I've broken the ice with you, so to speak, would you like to get in involved in my plans for us all. I think it would be fun to slowly seduce the men of the house. What do you think?"

Nisha lay there for a minute or two just taking in what her mother had just said to her. It seemed incredible, and too good to be true. She would be able to have all the sex she desired when at home, and still be able to see her boyfriend whilst at boarding school. She decided she would agree, but still pretend to be all-innocent with her mom.

"Ok mom. I found what we just did extremely pleasurable, and it may be even more so with a man, so I'm prepared go along with your plan to seduce dad and Mamood if you want me to. But you'll have to teach me more about sex and what to do and say, and I have some conditions."

"Conditions?" said Seema, intrigued. "And what are they?"

"Well I'd like to know a bit more about just how much you and dad are highly sexed – you'll have to tell me what you do and what he likes. Also, whilst I'm seducing dad, I'm going to get a few things from him that I want that require money, and you mustn't object to those things."

"Goodness me darling, I didn't realise you would be so demanding," replied Seema, surprised at her daughter's brashness all of a sudden. "That's fine though, I'm sure, and I'm quite happy to let you in on the bedroom secrets of your father and I – you'll have to become his bedroom wife no. 2 in a way," she said smiling cheekily.

"Well, let's have some fun then" replied Nisha, smiling back at her mom.

"Yes" said Seema, "Let's discuss exactly how we are going to seduce my son and your father."

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Seema rested herself with her back against the pillows, and thought for a moment, whilst her daughter lay naked next to her.

"Your dad loves a female backside, he's a real ass man" said Seema with a smile, after a pause. "And if I'm not mistaken, having seen the way Mamood has looked at me a few times, I think he is too," she continued. "But that's not to say they don't get turned on by boobs as well, it's just that some men have a slight preference."

Nisha giggled. "So, are you saying we should show off our bottoms to them more mom?"

"Yes", replied Seema. "It will drive them wild with desire, I'm sure. What I want you do is to wear some tight fitting jeans or pants that will show off the shape of your ass nicely. I will do the same. And when we get a chance, and know that either your brother or dad are behind us and might be looking at our behinds, walk extra sexily and with a wiggle, so that the wobble in our buttocks drives them crazy. It's really sexy to a man to see that."

"Ok, mom" replied Nisha, "I'm game for that."

"Also," continued Seema, "Maybe we should wear some tight fitting or lower cut tops, just to get them thinking about our boobs as well. That should help spice things up too!"

"But how far should we go mom? And remember, I'm going back to boarding school in a few days," said Nisha.

"Well, I think we should start slowly. We want to light the fire of lust in them both, and tease them gently to start off with. Once their lust is raging they will be like putty in our hands and will refuse us nothing!"

"I would say for the next few days," Seema continued, "Wear some sexy clothes and maybe bump up against your dad with your ass and bend over in front of him when you get the chance so he becomes hooked by your fine backside and body even more than he is now. Perhaps before you finally leave for school again in a few days, we should think of some extra hot tease for him, so that when you come back for the mid term break in a few weeks, he will be primed for the taking. In the meantime, while you are away, I will see how far I can get with Mamood. My intention is to be having some sort of sex with him by the time you return at mid term. I'll slowly get Tahir to know about it when the time is right, and persuade him to let me continue to have my fun with Mamood, in return for him having you. How does that sound?"

"Mom, you're amazing," replied Nisha seeing how cunningly her mom's mind worked. She was quite happy to go along with this, but would definitely still keep a secret of her boyfriend from her mom for now. Maybe later if all went to plan, and they were all having sex with each other at home, she would reveal it when it would be more likely to be accepted. After all, if the family was going to be having incestuous relations at home, her mom and dad could hardly complain about a proper boyfriend who she was having sex with as well! The plan seemed perfect, and would also help satisfy her high sexual appetite too.

"Yes, that's fine mom. Maybe we can both give each other help on what to wear, that would be most alluring."

"Good idea darling" said Seema smiling, and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "And we should definitely have some fun with each other like we did just now when the men of the house aren't around – I did enjoy it," she added.

"Great" replied Nisha, "I enjoyed it too" and gave her mom's left boob a playful squeeze.

"Come on let's get dressed before the boys come home," said Seema finally. "Let's start now with some sexy clothes, go to your room and pick something out and bring it here," she added.

Nisha jumped off the bed in delight and almost ran out of the room. Seema watched as her daughter's bubble butt jiggled and wiggled as she left the room, with her fine, pert tits gently swaying in front of her.

'Mmmm... lovely,' she thought to herself, 'She'll drive those men wild with desire once we get going,' and smiled secretly inside of herself. Still naked on the bed, she could not resist inserting her index finger inside her pussy and fingering herself gently at the thought of Nisha seducing her husband and she her son. It sent an electric current of lust through her.

After a moment, coming to her senses, she got up and went to her clothes cupboard. Browsing, she picked out some off white cotton pants and a tight fitting plain blue top. It wasn't very low cut, but showed off the size of her ample bust. She decided not to wear a bra so that her nipples would show through the material of her top. She wondered how it would take for the boys to notice.

In front of the mirror, she put on some lacy panties, just to make herself feel more sexy, and then squeezed herself into her pants. She had liked these in the shop because they hugged her ass well without being too tight. They were comfortable, but also showed the curves of her ample butt in all its glory as she walked, as the material was thin, it showed the movement of flesh of her ass as it rippled while she walked, unlike a pair of denim jeans which tended to keep the skin taught. Jeans didn't really suit her now at her age, but she thought she'd try a pair one day during the course of the seduction, just to see how Mamood and her husband might react.

Nisha returned to her mom's bedroom and said as she entered, "What do you think mom?", and gave a twirl as her mom sat on the bed.

Seema looked on with a smile of pleasure. Nisha had put on a tight pair of blue jeans, which showed off her bubble butt in all its glory, and a yellow t-shirt, which although was not low cut, still showed off her pert boobs well.

"That's lovely, darling" said Seema. "A good start, I think – not too showy –yet! And how do I look?" She got up and did a twirl in front of her daughter. With her back to Nisha she said, "Does my ass look good in this?"

"It sure does mom" replied Nisha. Those pants really show off the curves of your ass well. Bend over a bit for me so I can see how it looks when you do that?"

Seema obliged my placing her hands on the bed mattress and bent down slowly, sticking out her butt a little and giving her daughter a little sexy wiggle, as she felt the the fabric of the pants stretch against her ass and into her butt crack.

"Wow, mom, you look really hot. You should bend over like that in front of dad and Mamood a few times and they'll be so horny." As she spoke she moved over to her mom and knelt down behind her and slapped both cheeks of her mom's ass and kissed each butt cheek in turn through the panty fabric. "I couldn't resist that mom," she said and then got up.

Seema laughed as she stood up straight and turned towards her daughter. "Give me a kiss and a cuddle darling."

Nisha embraced her mom and they both hugged. Seema let her hands wander down to her daughter's ass and felt it through the fabric of the jeans she was wearing, letting her hands wander all over the round, full globes of each butt cheek. Nisha responded by doing the same to her mom, feeling the flesh of her mom's ass through the thin fabric of the pants she was wearing and cupping each buttock firmly, one each hand.

Seema brought her mouth to Nisha's and kissed her, inserting her moist wet tongue into her daughter's mouth and Nisha responded, as they both exchanged a sloppy wet kiss whilst fondling each other's backsides. It was quite a horny sight, if anyone had been watching. After a few moments, satisfied at the sensuous touch and feel of each other with their mouths and hands, they let go their embrace.

"Mmmm...that was good," said Seema smiling. "Now, young lady, let's go and knock 'em out!"

That evening after dinner, both Tahir and Mamood had hard-on's as they sat in the living room watching the TV. Both had been incredibly turned on by the evening's events. Both had noticed the object of their lusts even more this evening – Tahir had noticed his daughters fine bubble-butt ass on returning home from work, especially as she seemed to be wearing a new pair of smart jeans, and during the evening her backside had been near his eye level a few times whilst his daughter had bent down to pick things up off the floor she had dropped. She had appeared unusually clumsy during the evening, dropping things as she walked by where he had been sitting, either in the kitchen or living room, but he had not thought anything special about it. He'd also noticed how sexy Seema's ample ass looked in those white pants she was wearing. He was looking forward to eating her pussy and ass out and seeing her butt in all it's glory in a long 69 later, when they had gone to bed. He was going to give her one hell of a fucking, he was feeling so horny after seeing Nisha, in particular, looking so hot again.

Mamood, in the meantime, had already jacked off once after coming home from a day out with friends. After he'd showered and put on some fresh clothes, he came into the kitchen where his dad had been sitting, whilst his mom and Nisha prepared the evening meal, and his eyes had almost popped out of his head, seeing his mom's ass in those figure hugging white pants. Luckily his dad had been absorbed in the paper, or so he thought, and so he was able to watch his moms butt cheeks and they wobbled and jiggled whilst she walked about the kitchen. And Nisha, she looked pretty hot too in her tight jeans too, but wow, his mom really looked amazing. He also noticed his moms boobs more this evening, and although he couldn't be sure, he thought he saw the shape of her nipples under her top, but he dared not look too closely to make sure.

Once during the evening, he'd gone to get a glass of water and his mom had bent down in front of him to get something from a low kitchen drawer, and the way her ass had looked, as it filled out in her pants, showing off her wide butt cheeks, he'd wished he could have knelt down behind her and kissed and felt up her ass there and then. His dick had been straining in his pants at that point, and he had to go to his room and jack off. As he came he thought about his mom's ass stretching wobbling and in those white pants of hers and he came a bucketful.

Later, as he sat in the living room with everyone else, he had a hard on again. His mom had just been walking around the living room, and had decided to stand over by the bookshelf, picking out something to read. She seemed to spend ages there browsing and showed off her ass again as she seemed to wiggle her butt cheeks, first resting on one leg as she stood and then the other, as she picked out a few magazines. Mamood tried to be discreet as he watched his mom's backside, as his dad and sister seemed to be engrossed in the TV.

Then, his mom went down on her knees on the rug in front of the low cabinet doors, which were at the base of the bookshelf. She opened the doors and now on all fours with her ass in the air started looking for something, which seemed to be buried at the back of the cabinet.

"Nisha, come and help me find the book I'm looking for" said mom, her head still towards the inside of the cabinet and her butt in the air.

Nisha got up and walked over to the bookshelf and knelt down next to mom, in a similar position, on all fours with her tight jean's wrapped butt in the air.

'Fuck, what was an amazing sight' thought Mamood, at the sight of both his mom and sister on all fours with their sexy asses in the air like that. Then they both started wiggling their butts, as they seemed to try to get a better position to find what must have been well hidden at the back of the cabinet. To Mamood, his mom's wide ass cheeks looked awesome as the white cotton fabric stretched yet again. He could clearly see her panty line. Nisha's ass looked pretty good too although it wasn't as wide and ample as mom's, which he preferred.

Mamood was so wrapped up in watching them that he hadn't noticed that Tahir was watching them too, and had noticed Mamood's ogling.

After another minute or two, Seema seemed to find what she was looking for, and both women got up.

That was it for Mahmood, and he said his goodnights, as he desperately needed to wack himself off again to get some relief.

He locked the door to his room and grabbed a towel he kept for the purpose of wanking off into and lay down on his bed. He started to fantasise about his mom in her white pants as she had been on all fours in the living room. In his fantasy though, he was alone with his mom in the room.

Whilst his mom was on all fours with her ass in the air, he moved behind her and knelt down. He placed his hands on her ass and started to squeeze and feel all over her wide butt cheeks. His mom responded by saying "Oh, Mamood that's so good, feel mommy's ass good."

He carried on squeezing and feeling her and then kissed around her ass through the fabric of her pants. Then he reached under her and undid the buttons holding them up,and pulled them down in one forceful move, down to her knees. She was wearing no panties, revealing the flesh of her ass cheeks in all their glory. In his fantasy, his dick was hard now and he unbuckled his trousers and pulled it out, and started slapping it against the crack of his mom's ass and then on each cheek in turn. Then he placed the tip of his cock between the fleshy cheeks and pushed them together so they clamped over his shaft. He hadn't entered her pussy, but was just waking himself in her ass crack using the flesh of her ass cheeks to rub against. He continued thrusting between her ass cheeks faster and faster, harder and harder against the flesh there , until he finally came with a groan and grunt of pleasure, letting his spunk fill her ass crack and then all over her butt cheeks.

Simultaneously, Mamood came on the towel. He lay back and relaxed, enjoying the after-glow of enjoying yet another fantasy about his mom's glorious ass again. 'If only it could become reality,' he thought to himself, and closed his eyes, relaxing backing on the bed


to be continued...............

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Tahir was in the midst of fucking his wife Seema. Seeing the way his wife and Nisha, his 18 year old daughter, had been walking around in their tight figure hugging pants that evening had made him really horny, and now his was getting his relief.

Seema was on all fours on the bed and he was thrusting his cock into her 51 year old, but still tight, pussy, and slapping into her fleshy wide butt cheeks as he did so. Seema had her forearms, elbows and wrists flat on the bed, her back bent downwards from her ass towards her head, which was on two pillows, and her knees firmly planted into the mattress. All this to support the force of her husband's deep thrusts, as his hard cock went into her from behind. She was loving every second of it. She had known he would be extra hot and horny that evening and had expected a good 'seeing to'. She and Nisha had planned their sexy behaviour that evening and, by the way Tahir was fucking her now, she knew it had achieved its desired effect, on her husband at least, and probably on her son, Mamood too.

"Yes, darling, fuck me – hard and fast" she cried out to him encouragingly.

Tahir responded by gripping the flesh at the sides of her hips more firmly and thrusting deeper and harder, groaning as he did so, feeling the walls of his wife's pussy gripping his dick. After a moment, he leaned forward, cupping and squeezing her large hanging boobs as they swung under her, whilst Seema pushed her ass back into him and wriggled her pussy from side to side as he thrust into her.

Seema buried her head into the pillows and gripped onto the bed sheets with her hands as Tahir went into her even deeper. "Ahhhhhh" she cried out, loving the feeling of him entering her.

Then, imagining it was her son, Mamood, sinking his shaft into her, she felt herself going into orgasm.

"Yes, baby, fuck me, yes, fuck your......mommmmm...." As she said 'mom' she bit into the pillows below her face so that Tahir would not hear her clearly.

At the same time, Tahir was in a world of his own, imagining it was his daughter's tight pussy he was piercing with his dick, and that triggered his own orgasm as he spurted wave after wave of hot cum deep into his wife's fuck hole.

Both started to groan loudly as they reached their climaxes and continued until they were satiated, with Tahir finally collapsing next to Seema on the bed.

After a moment's silence, Tahir said, "Wow, I haven't cum like that in ages."

"Yes, me too," replied Seema. "I had a fabulous orgasm."

Both did not say why it had been so good, but Seema knew why her husband had enjoyed it so much, as he had probably been thinking about Nisha, as well as enjoying her. Tahir definitely didn't have a clue that his wife had been thinking about their son Mamood fucking her, which had made her orgasm so intense.

"I think, I'll be able to manage a second go soon" said Tahir smiling.

Seema grinned. "So soon darling?" she said innocently. "I am a lucky girl tonight!" They both burst out laughing.

In her bedroom Nisha was feeling a bit frustrated and horny. She had been surprised how much she'd enjoyed behaving seductively in front of both her dad and brother that evening, but now was feeling like she needed some sexual relief. She thought about what her mom and dad might be doing in their bedroom across the hallway. Then her mind wandered to her boyfriend. She wished he was here now on top of her with his dick plunging between her legs, in her wet, willing pussy.

She inserting her fingers into her moist snatch and thought more about what her mom had suggested about having sex with her dad and brother. She certainly wouldn't mind fucking either of them, she had such a high sex drive, and the fact that it was family and 'taboo' made it extra exciting.

She had also enjoyed the little lesbian session with her mom and hoped they would have a repeat sometime soon, at least before she went back to boarding school. Her mom had really surprised her, but now she understood where she got her own high sex drive from – it was all in the genes!

She continued playing with herself. Then had a sudden thought. Maybe she should ask her mom to let her watch dad and her fucking. Perhaps mom could arrange to leave their bedroom door open a little whilst her dad was unaware and she could take a chance and look in after everyone had gone to bed. She was sure her mom would agree and be turned on by the idea.

The thought excited her. Then, still feeling frustrated and looking for a way to get relief, she decided to get up and see if she could hear anything from her parents' bedroom. She took her fingers out of stroking her pussy, and licked them, enjoying the taste of herself. Then she slowly got out of bed.

Trying not to make any noise, she crept to her door in her pyjamas and turned the handle.

The hallway light was on as usual. All was quiet. Her parent's room was a little way down the hall on the opposite side. Luckily, Mamood's room was on the floor above, as their flat was split level, and she would hear him coming down the stairs if he got up, so she had no fear of being caught by him.

She crept slowly along the corridor, trying not to make a noise.

When she reached her parent's bedroom door, she placed her head next to the door. She could hear some taking, but it was not very clear as the doors in their flat were quite solid. She decided to kneel down and see if placing her ear next to the keyhole would make any difference.

To her delight, she could now just about make out what was being said, although still a little faint.

Tahir had recovered from his first fuck of the evening and felt like he was ready to go again.

He turned to Seema and said "How about round two darling?"

"Yes, please" replied Seema with a naughty smile back at her husband. "What would you like to do? Or shall I choose this time?"

"You can choose," replied Tahir, "As long as I get to lick that beautiful asshole and backside of yours," he continued.

Nisha, still listening at the keyhole, started to get aroused hearing her father talk dirty for the first time. Her fingers wandered down to her pussy, which was still wet, as she continued to listen.

"Ok," said Seema, "I want to suck your cock and balls, and then I want you to cum in my mouth. I haven't had the taste of your cum in my mouth today. Let's do a 69, and that way you can enjoy my backside all you like, at the same time."

Seema climbed on top of her husband, straddling his chest with her slightly chubby, but firm thighs, and hovered her wide ample ass over his face. She knew, after all the years they had been together, just how to position herself right for him, and edged herself back a little, so that her ass would be closer to her husband's face, almost but not quite smothering it. This was one of his favourite positions. Tahir's prick was already standing like a pole, and she started licking up and down it, like she was licking up and down a long sweet lollipop.

Tahir looked up and feasted his eyes on the fine gaping lips of his wife's pussy and brown puckered asshole. He loved to lick both her holes and could spend hours doing so, while she licked on his dick. He reached up with his hands and spread her fleshy ass cheeks further apart, so that he was stretching sides of her asshole open, and then started to lick at it, first around the rim, with fast lapping licks, like he was licking an ice cream, and then darted his tongue inside the hole, deeply and rhythmically, like he was fucking it with his tongue.

Seema, was now writhing her ass on top of his face, loving the feeling of her husbands tongue inside and around her asshole, as she continued to lick up and down his shaft and then around the tip, darting her tongue over the sensitive pisshole. After a moment, she took the entire head in her mouth and sucked on it hard, and then, ever so slowly, took in more and more of the shaft into her mouth, until finally she was deep throating it, a technique she had perfected over the years.

With her mouth full of Tahir's hard prick, she still managed a moan of pleasure from her throat, sounding almost like she was choking, but in reality, not.

Outside their bedroom door, Nisha could only imagine the scene of her parents' inside. Her fingers were moving in and out of her pussy and she desperately wanted to see them having sex. Then a thought struck her. Her father's head would most likely be at the far end of the bed and her mother's towards the door. If the door was unlocked, which it might be, she could safely open it a little and see what was going on. From what she had heard so far, her mother's backside would be covering her dad's face, so he could not see her, and her mom would surely not mind her seeing them after what they had discussed before. She might even congratulate her afterwards for having the courage to try what she'd done!

Nisha decided to take the chance. Still kneeling on the floor, she put one hand on the round brass doorknob, and slowly turned it, so as not to make any sound. Then, the moment of truth, she pushed slowly, with a light pressure, not knowing if it was locked or would open.

Her heart jumped a beat, as the door moved inwards, ever so slightly. It was unlocked!

She continued pushing the door slowly. First, open an inch, and then two, until finally it was ajar about six inches, and she peered her head in a little around the door.

She met an awesome sight. Her mom, naked, was straddling over her dad's face, which was completely buried under her ample backside, and from where he would never have been able to see her at the door.

Her mom was sucking up and down on her dad's hard cock. This was the first time she'd seen her dad's prick and only the second cock she had ever seen, after her secret boyfriend's. It looked slightly longer and thicker than his – about seven to eight inches in length, as far as she could tell from the distance. Her eyes started to bulge as she watched, and her mouth started to water, seeing her dad's large brown erect cock, with her mom sucking intensely on it.

All of a sudden, her mom looked up and saw her. Seema, paused momentarily, midway sliding her lips up Tahir's still rock hard pole, as her eyes met Nisha's in surprise. Then, being the woman she was, the lust in her took over, and her brain worked quickly, sizing up the situation. She realised Tahir would never be able see their daughter peering into the room from his position. Her wide ample butt would see to that, as well as his love of it!

She carried on sucking momentarily, and then licked around Tahir's balls. Thinking quickly, she had an idea. She raised herself up a little and said "Yes, Tahir lick me, stick your tongue deep inside my asshole and pussy." As she finished the last word of the sentence, she put her index finger to her lips as if to say to Nisha to be quiet, and then, smiling, beckoned to Nisha with the wave of her hand, to come towards them on the bed.

Nisha stayed where she was, a little shocked, not understanding quite what her mother wanted her to do, and a little scared her dad would hear her.

Her mother continued a reassuring smile, and pointed down at Tahir's erect dick and then went down on it, sucking on the bulbous head again, and then pointed at Nisha, and then at Tahir's dick again.

Suddenly, it struck Nisha what her mother was saying. She wanted her to come over and suck on her dad's prick. He would never know it was her there. Her pussy tingled even more at the thought, and her mouth salivated at the sight of her dad's incredible hard-on, with her naked mom on top of him beckoning her to play with it. She wanted it too.

Driven by her own lust, she crept over to the end of the bed. Her father's legs were apart a fair way and feet sticking out over the edge of the bed a little. Her mom stopped sucking, smiled again, and with her full wide ass still smothering Tahir's face, pointed at his cock. Nisha bent forward, being careful not to touch her dad's feet, and sucked on the head of her father's cock for the first time.

Tahir was blissfully unaware a different mouth to his wife's was now sucking the head of his dick. His mind was still deep in enjoyment of the taste of his wife's pussy and asshole, moving from one to the other in turn, and, as far as he could feel at the other end, his wife's mouth was sucking on his dick.

It was in fact his daughter, Nisha, who continued sucking on it, and, feeling braver, took more of it into her mouth. Then after a moment, Seema tapped her on the shoulder and she stopped. They'd gone as far as they dared for now. Seema waved to her daughter as if to say go, and then went back to licking Tahir shaft so he would not notice anything.

Nisha had got the taste of her father's precum and was satisfied to a degree, and the danger of it all had added to the sexual thrill! She felt a surge of adrenalin run through her and crept quietly back to the door. She knelt down on the outside and peered in again with the door slightly ajar. She wanted to she her dad cum.

Seema looked up momentarily and saw her daughter looking in again. She realised Nisha probably wanted to watch her dad cum. Seema smiled towards Nisha and then said boldly to Tahir, "Are you ready to cum in my mouth now darling? I want to taste your hot juicy spunk."

"Yes," replied Tahir, stopping his licking for a moment, and feeling his dick throb at the thought.

Seema increased the pace of her sucking up and down on her husband's shaft. Knowing that their daughter was watching fired her lust even more. She wanted to show Nisha just how much of a hot cocksucker she was, and put on a good show for her. If all went to plan, she would soon one day watch Nisha suck her dad and fuck him too, and she her son Mamood, whilst they were all naked together.

Tahir felt the spunk rising in his balls, and Seema sensed he was ready to cum too, as she continued deep-throating him. Nisha watched in amazement at her mom's technique and the way she took her dad's prick all the way in to her mouth almost to the base, something she hadn't quite yet learned to do with her boyfriend.

Finally, Tahir gasped and groaned as he spurted his hot cum into Seema's mouth. Seema, normally would have swallowed it all, not wasting a drop. But knowing Nisha was watching, she let some of it dribble back down from her mouth over Tahir's dick, so that Nisha would get a look at her father spunk for the first time, the spunk that had given birth to her originally eighteen years ago. The thought of the incestuous scene they had just gone through aroused her intensely, and just a minute or so after Tahir spurted into her mouth, with her ass still over his face and his tongue still buried in her snatch, Seema also orgasmed intensely, and came over Tahir's face.

Nisha, who had been watching all this intently, quietly closed the door to her parent's bedroom and went back to her room.

She lay in her bed and played with her pussy, fingering it fast and deeply. Repeating in her mind what had just happened and seeing her dad cum, she soon orgasmed and had to bite her lip to stop herself screaming out loud, it was so intense. She wanted her dad. And she would want her brother too. A raging fire of incestuous lust had been lit in her.


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Saleem sat in bed wearing the light blue jeans his wife had given him last new year and tried unsuccessfully for the third time to read page 132 in his new spy novel. He just couldn't concentrate. He tried to hide it but he was worried.

Saleem barely even noticed when his wife, Rehana, entered the room wearing a silk Transprent nightie that clung to all the best parts of her shapely figure. Rehana was about five foot four with a mane of curly dark black hair and a face that was a cross between Priyanka Chopra and Vidya Balan, with a few adorable freckles on her cheeks and the tip of her nose. Her body was even better. She was slim and had a gorgeous pear-shaped ass that was full and firm. But her greatest assets by far were her breasts. They were big-almost too big for her slight frame-and had a fantastic shape. They hung heavily but stood out proudly and came to a beautiful upturned point. Her puffy brown nipples were permanently swollen and the raised areola covered almost the entire tip of her breasts. Whether in a salwar kameez or a Saree, she had the type of tits men just can't keep their eyes off of. Saleem always noticed that whether it was a cop or the dry cleaner, or even their local priest, sooner or later everyone stole a peek at Rehana's enticing fruits. It never bothered him. It made him proud.

But tonight, his mind was elsewhere. Tomorrow, Saleem would either lose his job or receive a big raise. His workplace was being downsized from a full regional office to a satellite support location. Only one sales manager would be kept on -the other two were getting thrown out. A three-member transition team from Delhi had been swarming all over the office for weeks. Their leader, a real corporate shark named Ramprasad Mishra, had mastered the art of seeming friendly while planning your imminent demise. The transition team pored over mounds of sales records and past performance reports. Saleem had only been there two years but that didn't matter-he could easily be picked over Sharma or Vijay, who had much more experience. His age, 36, might actually be an advantage if they thought he'd be hungrier and more energetic. Whomever they chose would have to take on the two others' accounts so a hefty raise was in order. Saleem had done his best to impress Mishra all week- and it seemed to be working. Mishra, who described his management style as "extremely hands-on" had even gone so far as to invite him to a dinner at each of their homes, in order to meet the wives and "get to know the man behind the sales manager." Saleem felt he might have another advantage here, as Rehana was a great cook and a gracious hostess as well as a treat for the eyes. Mishra had left only about an hour earlier and things had gone very well. He really seemed charmed by her. Most men were.

"Honey, are you all right?" Rehana asked.

saleem looked up. "Hm, what? Oh sure I'm fine."

She could tell he was lying. "I think he liked my food. He went back for thirds."

"You really hit a home run for me tonight. Thanks, sweetie."

"Did you notice anything strange about Mishra?"

"Strange like what?"

"Like him leering at me all night. He kept peering down my dress. I told you it wasn't the right thing to wear." She was hoping her husband would be offended but he only smiled.

"You look incredible in that dress. That's why I wanted you to wear it."

Mishra had been more than a little tacky. Staring at her tits as she bent over and served him, he smirked and said, "Mmm. everything looks absolutely delicious. Can't wait to see what's for dessert." And while she was still bent over he gave her ass a little squeeze. She nearly dropped the platter. She looked over at Saleem but he was sitting on the other side of Mishra and hadn't noticed a thing. He just seemed pleased that his new boss was enjoying the meal. She wasn't going to make a scene but she kept her distance for the rest of the night.

After dinner was over, Saleem and Mishra retreated into the den, which Saleem had set up as a home office, and talked about work for over an hour. Mishra brought a briefcase and produced a stack of files outlining his plans for the future of the company. It was a good sign.

Now that it was over, however, Saleem hadn't relaxed. If anything, he seemed even more tense than before dinner. Rehana tried to comfort him. She sat beside him on the edge of the bed and stroked his hair tenderly.

He looked up and smiled weakly. "I've just got to pull it out tomorrow. It's taken us so long to get here-this house, my salary-we're finally at the point where we can think about building a house of our own. And now it could all fall apart."

"Don't worry honey, whatever happens, happens. There's nothing you can do any differently now. Just be yourself and they'll love you. Like I do."

She leaned over and gave him a kiss. He held her and kissed her back with a desperate sort of passion. She thought they might make love but Saleem said he was exhausted and minutes later he turned off the light and fell dead asleep. Rehana remained awake for hours and stared at the ceiling. Her husband's fears had rattled her.

In the morning Saleem was up early and out quickly. He didn't want to be late for his final interview. Rehana rose slowly and barely had time for a sip of coffee before he kissed her and ran out the door.


Fifteen minutes after he left, the phone rang. It was Saleem. He said Mishra had just called him. He'd forgotten one of his files in the den last night and was stopping by on his way to the office to get it. After she hung up, Rehana realized she's better hurry upstairs and get dressed quickly-she was still in her nightie and bathrobe. But before she'd even made her way to the staircase, the doorbell rang. "Oh no," she thought, "he's here already.

Rehana answered the door, hiding behind it, a little embarrassed. Mishra entered, smiled and apologized for the inconvenience.

Moments later, they were in the den. Mishra found his file under some papers on the desk and put it into his briefcase. Rehana stood near the door.

"Saleem's very nervous about his interview today."

"I'm sure he'll do fine. With a wife like you, he shouldn't worry."

"What do I have to do with it?"

"Mishra smiled. Maybe everything."

"I don't understand."

"I have three very good sales managers but only one job. So the final decision probably depends more on my personal satisfaction."

Rehana was confused by what he meant. Mishra walked around to the front of the desk and leaned against it. He pointed to an empty chair in front of him and extended his hand. Sit down, I'll explain." Rehana sat down slowly. "Saleem's a lucky guy. You're a hot little mama. I'd really love to get a look at those big cans of yours."

Shocked by his words, Rehana's mouth actually fell open. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about those tits, baby. The ones you were shoving in my face all last night. I want to see them. Open your robe."

Rehana laughed incredulously. "This is sexual harassment. You can't make me do that."
Mishra's face was stony. "You're not an employee of mine, your husband is. And I'm not making you do anything, I'm asking. But if you refuse, it won't be good for Saleem."

"I can't believe what a low-life you are," she said indignantly. "What makes you think I would even consider it?"

"The competition is pretty stiff. Sharma and Vijay have very attractive wives too-and they were more cooperative. Okay, to be totally honest, vijay's wife Vanitha is a bit of a tight ass, nothing more than a perfunctory lay. But Swathi, Sharma's wife, is a filthy rand, and I mean that in the best possible way. We had a damn good time. If you won't change my mind, then Sharma is going to be the man."

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Rehana was skeptical. "You think I'd believe such a ridiculous story? I know swathi. We're friends. She'd never do anything like that with you."

"Oh no? Let's call her." Mishra took out his cell phone and punched a few buttons. With the speaker on, she could hear it ring. Swathi answered with a cheery "Hello."

"Swathi, it's Ram Prasad Mishra. How are you today?" There was total silence on the other end for a few seconds.

Swathi's voice got lower and flat in tone. "What do you want?"

I'm here with your friend Rehana. She didn't believe me when I told her you were such an animal in bed. I thought you could set her straight."

"It's not true, is it, Swathi?" Rehana inquired, loud enough to be heard over the speakerphone."

"Yes," she said, her voice full of shame and remorse.

"Don't pretend like it was torture. Should I tell her how many times I made you come?"

"What did he make you do? Rehana asked.

There was a long pause before Swathi answered softly, "Everything. "But you don't have to, Rehana. Don't give in to him."

Mishra interrupted, "Thanks Swathi, get back to you soon," before snapping the flip phone shut. He looked at Rehana and smiled. "You know why she told you not to do it, don't you? She wants Sharma to get the job, plain and simple. So what will it be? Swathi was great but she's got no tits and I'm a big tit man. So why don't you open that robe and show me what you've got."

Rehana didn't move for nearly ten seconds. She just glared at Mishra. She couldn't believe this was happening. But eventually she took a deep breath reached down and opened the belt of her robe. Her red silk nightie barely covered her large soft breasts. The thin material showed the outline of her puffy nipples that had grown immediately erect. She had goose bumps all up and down her arms.

"Take it off," Mishra ordered. Rehana slowly slipped her arms out from the -thin straps that held up the lingerie and let it fall around her waist.

Mishra nodded appreciatively. "That a very impressive set of titties, baby." Sit up straight. Arch your back and show them off."

Rehana arched her back and stuck out her chest. Mishara walked around behind her chair, standing over her. He reached down and lifted her breasts feeling their weight, rolling them in his hands, squeezing and letting go, then pinching her puffy nipples between his fingers firmly. Rehana closed her eyes and exhaled heavily. She wondered how long he would have to endure this.

"Lift them up and offer them to me," said Mishara, walking around to the front of the chair again. "Hold them up high," he snapped when she half-heartedly cupped her breasts from below.

"When did you grow those big titties baby? How old were you?"

"Sixteen," she answered quietly.

"Bet you figured out pretty quick you had something special, huh? The boys at school must've sat up and taken notice right away." You like teasing the world with those tits, don't you?" She didn't answer. She felt so humiliated

Mishra reached for his belt and pried it open. He unzipped his pants and then pulled down his black briefs to expose a thick semi-hard cock. "Hold those beauties out for me,' he demanded. Rehana stared at his cock as he stepped up to her and began rubbing his cock against her upheld breasts. He slapped his heavy meat against her tits with a thud again and again roughly, alternating between the left and right. He then traced a ring around her large areolas with his dick, and finally began flicking her nipples left and right with tip of the head. Her nipples grew big and hard with the abuse. A little pre-cup leaked out and coated her beautiful brown-colored nipples.

"Squeeze them together. I want to fuck your big tits."

Rehana sighed and did what she was told. She turned her head and looked away as he began shoving his dick in and out between her tits. He was rough and it hurt.

"I need something to grease you up with. What have you got?" She reached into the pocket of her robe and removed a small tube of hand lotion. She handed it to him.

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Mishra squeezed some lotion on her tits and rubbed it in using his dick."Fuck my dick with those titties baby", he commanded. Rehana began jiggling her breasts up and down while squeezing them together around his stiff cock. Mishra let out a groan of pleasure. "Yeah baby, that's real good. After another minute of so, he looked down at her. 'When you pass a guy out on the street or in an elevator and he stares at those gorgeous tits-this is what he's imagining doing in his head. Even your dear old Uncle Salman would love to get a sweet titty fuck from you." Rehana was disgusted by his talk but she also thought what he was saying was probably true.

Suddenly Mishra took a step back. He grabbed a tissue from the box on the desk and wiped his dick of lotion. "Now it's time to see what other skills you have." He stepped forward again and put his lund near her mouth. Rehana just looked up at him defiantly, her mouth closed tightly. Mishra took her by the chin and began rubbing his lund across her face. He smacked her with his hard lund until she grimaced in pain. "Part those lips, bitch," he demanded. Hesitantly, she complied. As soon as her lips opened just a half inch, Mishra drove the head of his cock between them forcing them wider, then pulling out again. He did this over and over until Rehana figured out that it would be a lot easier if she just started sucking him off. She reluctantly began pushing her lips over his cock and bobbing her head back and forth.

"That's some pathetic head, you're giving, girl." You give your husband crappy head like that? I want you to tease the head of my lund with your lips and tongue until I'm ready to explode, understand?"

Rehana nodded-as her mouth was filled. She gently enveloped the head between her soft lips and began to pump again, applying a little more pressure each time and alternately flicking her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft.

"That's more like it. Now give me the best blowjob you've ever given in your life."

Mishra's thick rope of a cock tired her mouth out quickly and only a couple of minutes later, she began to slow and pull back until she was barely covering the tip of his dick with her lips. She reached up to pump his cock with her hand but he grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"I didn't ask for a hand job. Blow me."

Rehana looked up at him with utter contempt. "You're a fucking pig, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know. Now suck this pig's lund!"

Rehana sneered at him once more before she obeyed and began sucking again.
"More, bitch. Take more of it. I want you to suck every inch of this ***** lowda." He grabbed the back of her