This happened when I was learning Computers. I had a friend whose was damn sexy. She was also learning computers with me. She had a great body. Big breasts, coffee brown hair, black eyes and a coke bottle figure which was really inviting. Sometimes she gave me signals that she wanted me badly but I being a shy guy didn’t respond.

Our friendship had been going on for about 1 year now and we used to meet regularly in Computer institute. On one typical day in institute I was in the computer room with my friend. She suddenly came to me and asked me that could I come to her house on Wednesday. I was taken aback by this sudden request of hers. I was about to say no as I had to go somewhere on Wednesday but I saw a desperation or lust in her eyes. I could tell that she wanted me badly. I said ok I will come at 11:30 in the morning she looking very happy went away. Days passed as Wednesday came near and I was thinking what her purpose of calling me to her house was.

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Then came Wednesday, I rang her doorbell and she opened the damn door. WHOA! She was looking very hot and erotic. I could shag then and there looking at her even in her clothes. Imagine this, an extremely attractive girl with perfectly round and big tits and well shaped ass, in a skin tight sleeveless shirt and very tight pair of jeans which extended only to her knees. WOW! She was making me horny. She told me to come in and I stepped in. There was extreme silence in her house and I could make out that she was alone. She offered me a cold drink and got herself one too.

We were staring at each other. The atmosphere was what you call romantic and I had no idea what was to follow. I asked her the reason why she had called me and she said she was having trouble in a computer lesson. I asked her to show it to me and brought a book. I glanced at her and she looked curious about my reaction. She asked me if I could explain it to her. I was hesitating but I continued. While I was explaining frequently I found her hand nearing my cock. I didn’t think of it as anything at first but slowly she slid nearer to me. It was making me really aroused and my cock was bulging in my tight jeans.

She was staring right at my erection and that was making me horny. At last when she saw that I wasn’t going’ to grab her and fuck her like hell she tried to seduce me by fondling with her huge tits. My eyes stuck at her boobs and she said come let’s have some fun. We were sitting on a couch and she came near me. I was too mad with lust at that point and put my lips on hers and kissed like a mad man. She fully cooperated and embraced me with both her arms. Her tits were pressing against my chest. They were as soft as, I can’t describe how soft and smooth they were. I knew that this was the day me. I was exploring her back while kissing her and my finger went into her jeans and touched her panty.

That was the first step in our sex adventure. Finally we stopped kissing. She stared right in my eyes as if warning me that this was going to be hardcore. She put her hand on my rock-hard 7″ penis and started massaging my lund.

I felt I that I would cum right then but I controlled. Meanwhile I was playing with her soft kai (BOOBS) from the outside of the shirt. Then slowly I reached inside and squeezed her nipples. It was heaven! She unzipped my jeans and took them off. My underwear with a tent in the middle because of my erection. She was delighted to see me in that state. I too tore off her shirt and she wasn’t wearing a bra and her tits jumped out. Beautiful! She slid down my underwear and held my 7″ manhood in her hand.

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It was too big for her hand so she used both hands to hold it. She stripped off her jeans and bent down on her knees. I knew what she was doing and gave her my cock. She instantly took it in her mouth. The bloody bitch. She must have watched a whole lot of blue films to know that much about sex. She gave me a wonderful blowjob. It hurt at first when her teeth rubbed against the skin but slowly pain turned to pleasure. She kept sucking my cock for about 5 minutes when I told her that I was going to take it out as I was about to release my load.

She insisted that I shoot it in her mouth and held onto my penis. I shot all the sperm in her mouth and she gulped it like a whore. Some of it dripped out of her mouth and that aroused my dick and it got erect for another round instantly. I knew all the sex positions and thought of trying the 69 one. She agreed and I licked her pussy like a hungry dog.

She was sucking my balls while I was trying to make her cum. Her pussy was sweet in taste like honey and too tight to even let my tongue in. She was moaning ahhhhhhh ooooohhhh oooooomph! I was afraid that the neighbors might come check what was going on but luckily it didn’t happen. I told her that I was going to fuck her between her breasts and she lied down on the couch. She pressed her tits and made a tunnel in between them so that we could get maximum pleasure. I did that for about 15 minutes and loved every second of it. Again I cummed on her breasts. I slowly bit her nipples and sucked on one while playing with the other. I could tell that she was having a great time. Next up was finger fucking; I put my index finger in her love hole and started stroking them up and down. She was loving it and giving loud moans of pleasure.

After a few minutes , when I felt that her cunt was loose enough I used my second finger too and licked my fingers which had the taste of her pussy juice. I made her lick the fingers too. She told me in between her moans and gasps that please enter my love hole. I was desperately waiting for that and I told her to lie down on the carpet and open her legs wide.

I came near her hole with my cock and she grabbed it and guided it into the pussy. For some time she supervised the strokes with her hand but then left it to me. I started pushing harder and she was screaming with pain. I slowed down and asked her if she had Vaseline or something. She got up with a lot of effort and went into a room and came back with Vaseline and handed it to me. I took some Vaseline rubbed it on my cock and some inside her pussy and told her that this would ease the pain a lot. She looked relieved and asked me to start the fuck again. I pushed my cock in her. She screamed but a lot less. I started fucking her slowly with gentle strokes. A smile of ultimate pleasure came on her lips. That girl was enjoying it more than me. I fucked her for a long, long time and instantly stopped when I was about to cum.

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She and I cummed together and I could feel her juice on my cock. We both stopped and relaxed, my cock still inside her. We were exhausted after that and lay on our backs. I took out my limp penis out of her hole and put my clothes on and she slipped into another shirt as I had torn the previous one. We both sat on the couch she turned on the Air Conditioner. We both hugged each other and I kissed her passionately. We had something to eat as we were completely out of energy. Then the doorbell rang and her mother stepped in, she asked her if I had explained her lesson. She told her mom that she really enjoyed the chapter and will never forget it and secretly winked at me. I smiled and after some time came home. It was really the best experience ever for me. I r

eally like her and I am very sad that she had to go away and miss her a lot. I wish that she would come back and then we could have sex again.

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I had been fucked by my husband’s father. I didn’t know how I would face Adeel tonight. What would I tell him? Could I tell him what his father did to me? I sat on the bathroom floor, folded my leg close to my thighs and rested my head over my knees. Tears began to streak down my eyes. Water from the shower continued drenching my shivering body. I knew that I could not tell Adeel of what had happened with me. I should have told him on the first occasion itself; I cursed myself.

Now he wouldn’t take the news easily. Although he loved me but he would not accept me for fucking his father. No… I wouldn’t tell him. I don’t know how long I stayed there. Finally, I got up, and wiped my face clearing the tears from my eyes. I washed my cunt, then opened the bathroom door and came out. Father-in-law was sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom. His legs were wide open, and he was sporting another massive erection. In my rush, I had forgotten to lock my room’s door. “You shouldn’t have left,” He smiled lecherously. “I still need you.” Frozen with shock, I stared at him incredulously. “Look,” he pointed toward his hard on, “he’s still hungry.”

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“No… Not again.” I mumbled. “Please get out.” He didn’t listen to me; rose from his position and came near to me. He grabbed my soaked body in his arms and dragged me to my bed. “No… No…” I resisted. He pushed me on the bed. “I’ll tell Adeel.” I said meekly. “No… won’t.” He began stroking his already rigid cock. “You tell Adeel… and I’ll throw you out.” I looked at him like a terrified kitten. Father-in-law sat on the edge. “You’ll like it Nilu… believe me…you’ll like it.” His voice was suddenly soft. “I’ll make you very happy.”

“No… I can’t do it… please.” I made a meek effort to stop him. “No but…” He gently brushed his hand over my wet bush. “Adeel will never know about it… I promise you.” I didn’t know whether to believe him or not. Father-in-law began rubbing my pussy. His index finger touched my clit, and he brushed it coarsely. I squeezed my thighs. He played with my wet hairy clit, slowly running his fingers up and down. I didn’t want to admit it, but his rough finger felt good over my love bud. His antics slowly tickled some unknown nerves, and my body began to respond to his touch. I could feel a mild wave of pleasure radiating through my loins.

All of a sudden, my cunt lips jerked involuntarily. “You like it Nilu…” Father-in-law whispered his voice hoarse with lust. “I know you like it.” I was sure that his poking fingers must have sensed the twitching in my pussy. My face turned red. I closed my eyes with shame. “Spread your legs.” He said suddenly. I opened my eyes and stared at him. He put his hand over my thigh and pushed. As if, my body accepted his command, my knees fell apart, allowing him full view of my wet pussy. He lustily gazed at my hairy slit while licking his lips. He kept on playing with my clit. With his free hand, he started stroking his bulging cock.

His fingers massaged around my cunt lips and clit; my body began to buck with pleasure. The copious secretion from my cunt began to ooze out, slowly seeping down to my puckered hole. I wanted to stop him… wanted to move his hand off my clit. I realized if he kept rubbing my cunt like that, I would succumb to the pleasure and nothing would stop me from cumming. I was slowly losing my self- control; my body responding more eagerly to his manipulations.

‘Get off you scum’ — I wanted to scream. I opened my lips. All that came out was a loud whimper. “Ahhhhhhh…” I gave a long moan, my body became tense; my body reeled with a mind blowing orgasm. I squeezed my cunt around his finger tightly and went into total spasm. My cunt throbbed and throbbed around his finger, and it inundated his probing digit with a fresh release of my juice. Father-in-law groaned happily. Immediately, he withdrew his finger and moved to between my legs. He positioned himself and grabbed his cock in his fist. I was mesmerized by the purple-colored, bloated cock-head which had a tiny drop of pre-cum at the tip. Again, a silent battle ensued between my mind and body. I wanted to push him off and run away from my room, but my body refused. It stayed motionless… with fear or lust, I didn’t know.

His cock nudged between my cunt lips. Father-in-law slowly pushed his cock into me. “No…” I cried; but my cunt readily accepted the intruding organ. I felt a gentle twinge, a faint memory of our previous fuck, as his cock moved inside my slippery canal. His cock was completely buried in me with one smooth push. I moaned softly as his balls slapped against my ass. He smiled happily, looking at me with his lust filled eyes. “You like it darling… you like it.” He began fucking me with long strokes. I lay beneath him silently, receiving his gigantic cock in and out of my pussy. Within a span of thirty minutes, I was getting fucked for the second time by my father-in-law. My own response was completely different from the first time. My cunt was responding very eagerly. It lapped his every stroke, sucking his cock into its ravenous depth.

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“Nilu…” He spoke hoarsely. “Yes…”

“You like my cock inside your cunt… don’t you.”

“No… ahhh… ahhh…” My mind was reeling with pleasure, but I was not ready to accept it yet. He was my rapist. I didn’t do it willingly; he forced me to do it. However, my own body refused to accept my logic– it reeled and bucked with pleasure. He groaned. Grabbing my legs, he lifted them high in the air, and began fucking harder. In and out, in and out… his massive cock bore into my pussy, making it beg for more. With every stroke, he pushed deeper and deeper; his balls slapped noisily against my ass. I didn’t realize when I started moaning. Father-in-law pumped harder and harder. My pussy clutched tightly around his shaft. He was panting with the effort.

I thirstily waited for him to erupt inside me again. Moments later, he reached his climax. He rammed his cock inside for the final time. His spitting cock pumped hot cum deep into my pussy. It drove me over the edge. I dug my fingers into the material of bed sheet to prevent me fainting with rapture. He emptied his balls deep, then slowly got off me. His cum began to ooze out of my freshly fucked pussy. I didn’t move, closed my eyes and enjoyed the blissful moment. When I opened my eyes, father-in-law was sitting on the edge of my bed. His hands were on my naked thighs. He was gently stroking them. He looked at me and smiled. “Don’t say anything to Adeel.” He was smiling, but the threat was very clear. “I’ll make you very happy.”

I gave him a delirious look, but didn’t speak. He got up, gave a final pat to my naked thigh and went out of the room. He didn’t even close the door behind him. I watched him going, suddenly realizing that my bed was soaked because when he dragged me to bed, I was fresh out of the shower. I didn’t feel any hurry. I just lay there, feeling his hot cum oozing out of my pussy, dribbling down to my ass and then to the bed underneath. I realized that I would never be able to tell the truth to Adeel. I had enjoyed my second fuck with my father-in-law. My cunt was sore when I went to my bedroom that night. Adeel arrived early that evening.

I served dinner to them– Adeel, his father and the kids. Father-in-law was very talkative. He joked with the kids and discussed business with Adeel. He even advised him to bring some gift for me the next day. During dinner, I avoided going out to the veranda and stayed mostly in the safety of my kitchen. I was afraid to face my husband in front of his father. I was worried that he would read on my face what had transpired between his father and me during the day. The kids were already asleep when I entered my bedroom. Adeel was awake–waiting for me. I avoided eye contact, turned off the lights and silently slipped into the bed beside him.

I lay with my back toward him. I felt his hand over me, and he pulled me into his arms. “No… Not today… I’m tired.” I told him. He didn’t seem to listen. His hands began to explore my private parts, and he began to strip me. I had no courage to stop him. I lay there silently letting him remove my clothes.

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As she bathed, she smiled to herself. She had been dancing suggestively in front of him for some months now, not really knowing what would eventually happen. She had known it excited him, and dancing always made her feel passionate.

When she had lifted her cunt off him, she had seen the wetness on his fly and jockey shorts. There was no doubt in her mind that Manjeet had never been fucked before. She was, though, surprised that his cock had remained so hard after coming so much. Mona had fucked a few men, but no one had ever kept a hard-on after coming off the way her son had. And he came so much, really squirted it out. She had read or heard someplace that a man came only enough to fill a tablespoon. Whether that was true or not, it wasn’t the case with her son. She was sure he could have filled three or four tablespoons, and it was thick and hot. Even her ex-husband, Manjeet’s father, had not come that much, nor had he kept a hard-on.

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Mona prided herself on having a hot cunt, a cunt that could drain a man’s balls quickly and made his cock droop. But that wasn’t the case with her son, obviously.

Mona was an erotic woman, with delicious fantasies she had never been able to realize. She had exposed her inner self only twice before, once to her boyfriend in high school, and then to her husband. She had hoped they would indulge her fantasies, but what happened was they called her weird and strange and filthy. She didn’t think she was strange or weird. She had read a great deal. She felt frustrated most of the time. She dreamed of finding herself a partner with the same hungers she suffered with, and thought that if she would make herself available at
singles bars and so on, she might find a man. But that was only a might, a very big might. Mona didn’t want to take such a chance on developing a relationship with another man, only to be kicked on her ass when she revealed her desires.

She was tired of the macho bullshit, tired of having to wait like a good little girl for some man to say what he wanted, then to be used by him. There was something wrong, she felt, when a man could have such desires, demand the woman perform them, and then call her a filthy slut and bitch if she demanded to be satisfied by a man.

If her cunt was hot and wet, she was a hot ass. If she sucked a cock off, she was dirty cocksucker. If she grabbed a man by his cock, she was too aggressive.

Mona was tired of the whole bundle of shit.

She wanted to be herself, wanted to be Mona. She wanted to let her hungers and desires be known, accepted, and enjoyed. She knew she had a lot to offer a man who was comfortable with his own wild desires, because Mona would not hesitate to feed them, provided her desires were fed, too. Stroke for stroke, Mona would give as much as she received.

Getting out of the tub, she fowled her slender body. Tossing the towel into the hamper, she padded naked into her bedroom. She stood and looked at herself in the huge mirror on the wall. She had installed the mirror long after her husband had gone. She loved to look at herself naked. She loved to see her saucy tits, her hairy cunt and curvy ass. The body was beautiful to her, something to enjoy.

Mona was about five-feet-eight. She had a rich auburn color to her hair, with coppery highlights that caught the sun. Her eyes were slightly almond-shaped, green with flecks of gold. Her nose was small and perfect for her oval-shaped face. Her lips were full and moist. She had a slender neck, and her tits had not changed in any way since high school. They still stood up in perky sweetness, firm, with lovely nipples half an inch long. Her nipples were a light-brown color, with a big circle of pebbled flesh surrounding them. She had a small waist and a flat stomach, with a becoming dimple of a belly button.

Her hips were round and shapely, and her legs, as men had said, went on forever. They were slim and shapely, and she loved to feel them wrapped about a man’s hips. The hair of her cunt was shaped like a fan, thick in the middle, thinning out toward her hip bones. Her cunt was sculptured, the lips puffy but not large. The tip of her clitoris protruded slightly from the folds of her pussy, just enough to touch her panties and remind her it was there.

She ran her hand through the soft hair of her cunt, smiling at her reflection. Manjeet had certainly enjoyed her cunt, she thought. It was a shame she didn’t have a man to enjoy her pussy as well, a man who would accept her as she was without thinking she was strange.

Parting her thighs, she pulled at the lips of her pussy, enjoying the stretching feeling. Her clitoris bulged outward, and she smiled down at it. Brushing a fingertip over her clitoris, she felt an immediate response, and a shiver moved up and down her spine. She placed two fingers along her clitoris, and smashed it. A sigh of pleasure came from her. It had only been perhaps an hour since she had fucked her son, and already she wanted more cock. But that was no surprise to Mona; she thrived on hard cock, wanted prick all the time, inside her, outside her, and doing those wild things men had called her weird for.

Pulling on a fresh pair of shorts, white like the others, she wondered if her son was still in the living room. She squeezed herself into the tight shorts, adjusting them. Now that she had fucked him, she deliberately made certain her pussy slit was outlined, and even caused a few dark cunt hairs to swirl from the crotch. The white shorts were thin, and the darker shadow of her cunt hair could be seen through them.

She considered a blouse or sweater, and grinning impishly at herself, realized it no longer mattered.

Moving from her room, feeling delicious to have her tits free, she peeked into her son’s room, and it was empty. She peeked into the hall bath, and it, too, was empty.

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Manjeet was still sitting on the couch in the living room. He had stuffed his cock back into his pants, and he sat there slumped, legs stretched, looking half asleep. He looked up at his mother as she entered, and Mona paused near the door. He gazed at his mother’s naked tits, then looked into her eyes.

“Well, baby, are you ashamed?” she asked.

Manjeet shook his head, then a grin spread over his young face, his eyes lighting up.

Mona leaned against the door jamb crossing one knee, placing her hand on her hip. “I guess I said some pretty wild things, didn’t I?” Mona asked. “I couldn’t help it, Manjeet. Sometimes it gets that way.”

“It’s okay, Mother,” he replied, and she detected a quiver in his voice.

“What I said … those words,” she asked in a soft voice, “did they … excite you?”

“Yeah, Mother!” he said, enthusiastic, his eyes burning on her beautiful tits.

She lowered her eyes to the front of his pants, seeing they were still wet from her cunt. The bulging of his cock and balls made her tremble with hunger again. She ran her tongue over her lips, and started toward him. Manjeet caught sight of her crotch, and she heard him suck in a sharp hiss of air.

Standing near him, Mona leaned down slightly, and cupped her son’s crotch, squeezing his cock and balls gently.

“Mmmmm, nice, honey,” she whispered softly. “Very, very nice.”

Manjeet parted his legs, arching his hips up.

“Ahhhh, you like this, huh?” She grinned at him, squeezing his cock and balls again.

Manjeet started to lift his hand to her tits, and stopped.

“Touch them if you want, baby,” she urged throatily.

To show her son she meant it, she rubbed up and down the crotch of his pants, feeling his cock starting to swell “You can play with mother’s titties, Manjeet. You can play with them, feel them, pull them, squeeze them, suck them!”

Manjeet closed his hands about his mother’s tits, feeling the firmness. He teased her nipples, stroking them almost as if they were fragile.

“Twist my nipples,” Mona hissed. “Twist them and pull them. You won’t hurt them, baby.”

As he twisted and pulled at her nipples, Mona mewled softly, pressing down on his cock. When his prick was up and hard, she rubbed her palm along his cock.

“Let’s take it out again, okay, darling?”

“Oh, yes, Mother!” he replied, cupping her tits tightly.

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“What is it?”

“Where have you kept my tie. I just can’t find it anywhere. ”

“It’s inside the wardrobe. ”

Amit always expected her to attend to him when he was getting ready for office. When they had got married ten years back she could do that. But now with their two kids going to school her morning schedule was hectic. Getting up early, preparing breakfast, waking up the kids, serving breakfast… it went on and on until Amit left for his office and she took the kids to the bus stand to catch the school bus.

Anita either slept nude or in a panty and that is why she made it a point to get up before the children. She had been asleep when the doorbell rang. She asked Amit to open the door but he was too sleepy. She tiptoed on her bare feet and peeped through the key hole. It was the maid Lakshmi. Anita opened to door. Lakshmi had had seen her nude off and on and so there was no problem in letting her see the breasts once again. Once in a while they had also discussed the lovemaking aspects of weddings. Lakshmi went to the kitchen and Anita saw that one of her anklets was missing. That is what happened when Amit made violent love. Before going to the kitchen she pulled on a knee length nightie and went to the kitchen.

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Mornings were even tougher when the maid didn’t turn up. Lakshmi was a nice person and always went out of her way to help Anita. She never refused to do anything, quite unlike most of the maids employed by her friends and neighbours. When they had moved into this beautiful bungalow in Pratap Ganj, in the eastern suburbs of the city, she had felt elated. The apartment blocks would no longer stifle her. No doubt to it, she hated living in apartments.

But then Lakshmi had her own share of problems – her drunkard and abusive husband. He would return home late most of the days just managing to keep himself steady and would beat her up for flimsy reasons. Whenever the thrashing got too hard she had to stay away from work for a day or two. Anita pitied Lakshmi. Why did she stay with him? At times she tried to imagine an abusive Amit. If anything like that ever happened she would, surely, walk out. It was not a question of how much it hurt physically; it would be an intolerable insult on self-esteem. Then she would laugh at her idea of an abusive Amit…after all they had been college sweethearts and knew each other so well.

Whenever Anita expressed her opinion to Lakshmi, she laughed patiently.

“You don’t understand everything. ” Lakshmi would say, leaving Anita wondering.

But, Lakshmi had agreed that next time he repeated it she would bring him over for Anita to try to talk him out of this beastly habit. Yesterday when Anita learnt from another maid that Lakshmi wont turn up for work for a day or two she had expected them. They hadn’t turned up till now.

“Vipin and Varsha, I want you to finish your breakfast within five minutes. ” She warned. The kids were in their usual habit of messing up with the breakfast. Vipin with eight summers behind him was capable of taking care of himself but his six year old sister was still the baby of the family.

She looked up at the wall clock. It was eight-thirty.

“Honey, I’m off. Might be late in the evening. Amit stood beside her in the kitchen just long enough to plant a kiss on her cheek and if the situation permitted he would just slide the nighty aside and give a peck on her nipples. It’s one of those gestures that have stayed with them for the last twelve years. She followed him out of the kitchen, yanked the kids out of the table and sent them off to the bedroom to get dressed for school. They managed to do that on their own.

As she started to get dressed standing in front of the wardrobe mirror she mused that there was at least one bright side to her tough schedule. It definitely helped her to stay in shape. She was slim, tall – almost five feet seven and medium complexioned. She knew that even at thirty-two she was attractive.

“You are still a head turner, honey. ” Amit was always saying that. It was a harmless leg pulling on his part but going by the way people stared at her she knew he wasn’t wrong. Having put on her pale blue saree she turned, her side facing the mirror and arranged her shoulder length hair. That’s perfect, she decided. No unwanted prominence.

“Mama, we are ready. ” Their shout brought her back to her senses. It was time she took them to the bus stop for their school bus but luckily they went with Mrs. Pareek.

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She flopped down on the bed. She felt too tired even to change her clothes. The blast of cool air from the ceiling fan helped her relax. It went just like that on day’s Lakshmi didn’t turn up. Later, she would get up, change and have her breakfast. A brief flip through the newspaper before she returned to the kitchen to get on with her daily chores. Now the only thing she could think of was to relax under the fan. Everything else could wait. She closed her eyes just to enjoy that stupor of sleep come over her.

The ringing doorbell brought her back to her senses. She looked at her watch. It was almost ten o’clock.

“Who can it be?” She murmured rising from the comfort of the bed. Peeping into the door-eye she could see Lakshmi standing outside. She opened the door to let her in. It was then that she noticed the man standing a couple of yards behind her, right on the driveway. She wondered whether she should let him in. She was wearing only a sleeveless nightie with no bra and a thong pantie which Amit liked. But since Lakshmi was there Anita decided to let them in.

“Do I need to tell you what happened day before yesterday?” Lakshmi said.

No, she nodded. “I have brought him with me. See whether you can talk him out of this beastly habit. I have my doubts. ”

Anita made way for Lakshmi to get into the house. As Lakshmi went past her she looked at the man standing there.

“Come in and close the door behind you. ”

She walked into the drawing room and sat down on the sofa. She was in a fix, should she invite them to sit on another sofa or on the floor. Before she could decide, Lakshmi made herself comfortable on the floor. Her husband followed suit.

“What’s your name?”

“Bhasu”

It was for the first time Anita had a close look at him. Unshaved, it looked he was having a hangover. That’s nothing surprising considering his habits. Otherwise, his hair was neatly combed and the shirt he was wearing was one of those she had given to Lakshmi. He looked fine in it. He must be around forty or so, she decided. He was couple of inches taller than she. Lakshmi had told her that he was a mason. Anita saw that his eyes were locked on her breasts. She wondered whether he could see her nipples through the thin material.

The next quarter of an hour she talked to them, at length, about the virtues of being a teetotaler. He seemed to understand everything, agreeing with her that he should get rid of this habit. While talking to them she bent down to pick a ball that the children had left on the floor. At that time the nightie also fell and she was sure that Bhasu saw her breasts.

“Nobody had explained to me the problems of being a drunkard the way you have done. ” He went on. “You are definitely younger to me in age but you are more matured. I guess, that’s what education does to you. Don’t worry, from this moment onwards I’ll concentrate on earning a decent living rather than wasting our earnings on drinks. ”

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As they left, she could make out the gratitude on Lakshmi’s face.

More than an hour had passed by. She was still leafing through the newspaper…not feeling like starting the chores in the kitchen. But first, she had to change. She got up and started towards the bedroom. Just then the doorbell rang.

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My mother is a vivacious kind of women and she is pretty popular in the neighborhood, and she could even win if she stood in the local elections. She keeps asking other people casually and she has a very sweet motherly voice of a woman. She even cuts the grass for the cow herself and every other day she could be spotted walking the narrow lanes of Sujanpur with a thatch on her head, while her ass and bra-less boobies spin and wobble. Not that she doesn’t wear a bra, but that sometimes she does away with it as it might be early morning or late evening usually.

My mother brings water from the nearby hand pump in the morning and my neighbor’s son, who teaches at the local college, is usually there to catch a glimpse of the wonderful milky boobies of my careless mother. I have even overheard him talking about the bra-less wonders of my mother Rani. He knows that since it is morning, my mother will come without bra and her melons could be seen and spotted under her thin homely suit with a vest, at the most, under it. My mother is also a religious lady and she does all kinds of fast. As a housewife, she cleans up the home giving me enough opportunity to look at her motherly twin treasures, and she also likes to keep it spick and span. Since my father cannot afford much, she usually puts on suits which are cheap kinds, and while at home she puts on the old used suits.

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I remember all her suits by heart and I have also seen, smelt and masturbated on her thin vests which had a floral pattern, and bras which revealed to me that my mother’s humongous fun balls are in fact 38DD, and of course her panties which she wears all the time- all her panties are dark and shady in color and they smell like heaven. Everyday, I take bath after my mother so that I can use her wonderfully fragrant panties lying under her clothes in the bathroom. My mother is five and a half feet tall and at the age of fifties, she has a body like a thirty year old and the face of a fairy. I have seen her unintentionally, in practically all states of undress, when she changes clothes at home. Our bathroom is a little away from home, so my mother changes in the living room only. Since we have two rooms, we have given one to a tenant.

That means, my mother changes her clothes in front of me in the same room. There is a small curtain behind which she hides but off and on some part of her body is usually visible. I have seen almost all her parts excluding her rapturous bush which is usually hidden in a panty. She has an extremely gora badan and she looks like a full ripe woman who knows how to give ecstasy in sex. Alas! She is married to my father who is a good for nothing fellow. He will smoke his cigarette, read the newspaper and waste his time in the day. And what luck, she gets my beautiful mother to fuck at night. Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes. Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees. Sometimes, I would get up early in the morning to catch a bottom nude glimpse of my mother as she had sex the previous night and even her panties would be off.

Quite often, I didn’t have much luck as my mother would cover herself in a bed sheet but sometimes it was hot and she let the sheet go revealing full view of her rotund and round ass. I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object.

Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She didn’t even read the newspaper. But she had something kinky about her. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52. Once, I saw my vivacious, talkative and voluptuous queen mother, milking the cow. I was standing besides her as she milked her in a tumbler. The milk was shooting from the cow before collecting in the pan thereby drenching my mother from the front. Since it was late evening, she had done away with her bra. I stood by her talking to her as father was not at home. As usual, she was dressed in one of her old suits at home and it left little to imagine after seeing her in those worn out clothes.

Slowly, my mother started to get wet by milk and her fabulous boobies started to take shape on her suit. Her vest was also clinging now to her boobies and every stroke of her to take milk was making the boobies even more prominent. I was getting hard watching all this when my mother filled the tumbler and got up as I told that at home she wore used and sometimes even a little torn suit. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the suit thinning itself to a point that her boobies were making perfect shape and even some milk dripped from the corners. She was so wet that I could even see her almost faint almond color areola and her nipples standing upright on those huge sag less melons which were the doors of heaven. I had a sudden rush of blood to hold them in my hands to feel their enormity.

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It was as if my whole being cried in ecstasy, my filial feelings rose to the fore and asked me to repay back the motherhood by holding those pitchers which once fed me, and merge once again with my mother. I wanted to in fact contain her enormity, the limitless motherhood which sprang in the physical shape as her boobs. I felt the first stirrings of incest in my head as I saw and beheld those melons of food and pleasure, almost making full and round circles, wet and clinging to her old suit which had become transparent by now. My mother rose after collecting the milk and I saw her rotund ass wobble and sway like a deer, while she walked past me to the kitchen. She was still so wet in kitchen and I had a real treat as she went down to collect something baring her beautiful breasts right up to her magnanimous areola and bean like nipples.

She then came out of the kitchen and went to the only other room we used and took the towel in her hands. She first wiped her hands and then she started to wipe the area of the suit near her breasts. Since the suit was a little old and worn out, while wiping my mother accidentally tore it in the front. My heart was in my mouth as I got the first glimpse of one of the heavenly pair. Her suit had ripped from the center vertically and her one full breast was out and I was feasting at it. I could seem the milky white skin of her tight round breast. O my heavenly mother’s breasts were so round that it looked artistic, such a magnificent shape was out of this world. My mother had such round breasts that would give jitters to a teenage virgin girl.

Her areola was again perfectly round with no blemish and she had the perfect bean sized nipple which was erect due to wetness.

Since it was evening time, my mother’s skin was glowing under the florescent lamp. She started to wipe her breasts now even though her suit had torn a bit more from the top revealing her little flabby tummy and her deep round bellybutton which I mistook for pussy first. She looked so sexy wiping her there and then, she looked at me, staring at her. I tried to avoid eye contact with her and looked away but in the corner of my eye I could still see her smiling towards me as she wiped her breasts which were nearly in the open now. My mother softly wrapped the towel around her huge motherly treasures and took the shirt of the torn suit out. I was just watching this as a silent spectator when my mother changed into another suit.

That night, I was watching some t v lying beside my mother. I was watching some movie on HBO when a girl appeared on the screen in a nighty. My mother hardly understood any English but she just watched them with me sometimes trying to understand through the action. She was lying across me tightly wrapped in a bed cover. My mind immediately raced to suggest my mom to wear nighties. I sort of fearfully asked her,

“maan, ye jo t v par ladki ne pehni hai isko nighty bolte hain aur isko ladies raat ko sone ki liye pehnti hain. Kya tumhe ye achi lagi maan.” I looked at my mother’s breasts making beautiful mounds in that white sheet over her bosom.

“beta, isme se to bada shareer nazar aata hai…isko pehn ke sharm bahut aayegi.”
“are maan . Sharmane ki kya baat hai…yahan aur kaun hai mere siva aur sirf raat hi ko to pehanani hai tumko nighty.” I sort of tried my best tp persuade her. Finally she nodded and I promised to get her some nighties from the city.

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Next day , I left in the morning and went to Delhi where I bought a lot of incest porn besides buying sheer transparent nighties for my mother. Out of the three I bought , only one was a little decent. I also bought my favorite underclothes for her. I bought her stockings and garter belts besides a sizeable collection of highly revealing and erotic designer panties. I was always such a panty lover. After getting everything, I quickly headed to my home with my mind full of images when my mother would adorn these fantasy outfits. All the way on the bus, I was hard and I reached home in no time. My erection and my thoughts seemed to melt the time away.

As I reached home, it was morning time. I took bath and went to sleep after taking some food cooked by my mother Rani. When I got up in the afternoon , I found my luggage frisked a bit and I was just thinking about it when my mother , the beautiful queen mother Rani, appeared from the bathroom dressed in the most skimpiest and transparent nighty of all while holding lot of bra and panties in her hands. As she walked towards me, I pinched myself to remind me that I am awake and not dreaming. For their walked my mother as a fashion model for lingerie walks.

She had also put on some purple netted bra and satin panties almost see through again, and she was laughing holding those undergarments in her hands. She came into the room and threw the bras and panties at bed and walked in front of the mirror. Then she turned towards me and asked me how she looked. I said that women do not usually wear undergarments with nighties. She said since it was day time she might think of removing them at night. I smiled at my mother while she climbed on the bed besides me and we started to watch t v for a while.

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This happened as I turned eighteen. I was just out of H.S.C. and so far I had studied in a boarding school. This was my first time in my life to stay with my parents. My father was a doctor with state government and was posted 35 km from home. He used to come home only on weekends and sometimes even fortnights went on and he didn’t come. His name was Dr. Sharma.

Now let me describe my mother, Pushpa. She is very fair with beautiful lips and eyes. Her boobs are not that big but they are shapely and inviting. She often wears designer bras which are usually pink in color. She used to dress up in full nightie at night while kneading the floor and doing all household activities. I have rarely seen her in saris, she wears a salwaar kameez usually. But she has very sexy shiny skin with a little hair at the back of her arm. She usually baths at ten when is about to sleep.

We often hugged each other very much. But on coming back from boarding college, I started getting sexual enjoyment and I often felt bad at it. She was after all my own mother. What a pervert I’ve been thinking all about her. The more I told myself that I more horny I got now. I got her pics taken in the day and replaced them with the bodies of the sluts I had and saw my mommy in all those poses. Everyday I used to do that. Then I changed my mother’s name in the sexy stories and read them aloud for masturbation. I was getting hornier by the day. One day I even stole her used panties. They were lacy red n smelled a heavenly scent of her cunt smeared with her urine. I was an intoxicating smell and I went mad after it. There was even some pussy hair on that pantie. I ate those hair, kissed the pantie, sucked it n masturbated. Then it became a habit. I don’t know whether mom knew it but everyday I stole her used panties and put then back after my share. This went on for some time. I was eighteen and I was so horny. Then one day something happened.

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As it was summers in north India, the heat grew worse and my father came home with an A.C. it was fixed in mom-dad’s room. My father returned to his job after few days. At night, it was quite hot and my mother came to me and said. She was dressed in a flowering light pink gown. I could make out form its shape that she probably had just panties on.

“Munnu (my nick name)! It is so hot here. You can come and sleep in my room as your father is not here”

I couldn’t wait for a better opportunity and I jumped with joy and said…sure mother…

I went to her room. My stepbrother Vijay and sister Mannu were sleeping in the other room. Mannu was 17 and was real good looking girl. I saw at her in sleep and gasped. Then I reached into mother’s room. It had a pink bulb on and it made the room look so sexy. The bed was a king size and there was satin bed sheet on it. The room looked so tidy. My mother had even played light Indian classical instrumental music to add to its sexiness. The room was so tidy and clean, and it looked like the newly weds room oozing with sexiness and waiting for a fuck.

My mother came to the room and bolted it from inside. She had flowers on her hair which smelt of jasmine. The whole atmosphere was electrifying. How could I control, myself. I went up to her and took her in my arms and planted a kiss on her lips. She drew me back and said.

“Arrey …I m your mother. What are you doing to me? I am married to your father.”

Oh. Mother! I can’t hold it anymore. I just love you mother. I’m sorry. She instead pushed me back and said how I could even think about it. I felt sorry for all this and still I told her that I couldn’t live without her. Then after some silence she said.

“Ok son! Now tell me do you want to marry me. You can’t do all those things with me without getting married. Tell me is that what my son wants. Marry his own mother!”

I got a chill up to my spine as I heard those words. I went up to her, took her hand in mine and kissed her lightly on her forehead on her bindi and said “o mother! My goddess, I love you so much that I worship you. Marry me for love mother. I need you so much”

Then she switched the light off and said that she will make all the arrangements tomorrow. I slept next to her and could see her beautiful breasts heaving with breath. I could not hold myself and placed my hands on her boobs. Ah! She had no bra and I felt right up to her nipples. This time there was no objection. I pressed them nicely and a soft moan escaped my mother’s lips. After a little cusping and kneading she said.

“O my son, my lover! Wait till we are married”

And we slept in each others arms, feeling so close that I came twice that night. The heat of my mother’s body was too much for me. I woke up only to see my mother and kids gone.

She came at the afternoon and told me to get ready. She had already brought me a wedding suit to wear. She dresses up in a sleeveless noodle blouse and came back in a firing blazing red wedding sari. She had a lot of ornaments too. She really looked like a goddess. She came close to me and said.

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“This is the same sari which I wore when I married your father. Only the blouse is different.”

I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek, “o mother I love you so much”

We then hurried from the home as she got a taxi and asked the driver to go to the suthakaami temple. This temple was famous for incestuous and unholy practices of marriage and it also had a few devadasis. We reached the temple and the priest took us to a corner where there was a pandaal in the center and a few people had gathered. She took me there and I sat next to her as the pandit started reciting mantras. I looked at my mother. She looked so beautiful dressed as a bride. I felt as in dream. And who were all these people my mother had gathered to witness the tying of our unholy incestuous knot. The priest then asked me to put some indoor (vermillion) in the center of my mother’s hair. I took it and smeared it in her head taking her as a wife. He then gave me a manglasutra to tie around my mother’s neck. My mother smiled as she had one already. I quickly removed the one tied by my father and tied my mangalsutra, the symbol of our union, around her neck. The pundit got up and told us to take seven rounds of holy fire.

My mother walked in front and I followed her as we circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds we had. Now I was her husband and she was my wife. After rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. What a wonderful thought it was that I had married my mother. I felt like the luckiest son in the world.

When we got home she said that by going round the fire I had married her for seven lives. I got close to her and took her in my arms before planting a full mother son French kiss on her lips.

O my mother! My wife.

O my son! My husband. Show me how much you love me.

My mother had cleverly sent the children to her parents place. Now we two were alone at home. It was already evening when we reached home. Mom looked so pretty dressed in all jewelry and her wedding sari. Her blouse was giving exactly the kind of show I craved for.

She asked me to go to my room and wait.

I was surprised to see the room decorated with flowers and candles. Sex was in the air, I knew. As I sat on the bed, my mom entered the room. She had a glass of milk in her hands. She came to me and said,

“From now on I am your wife so call me Pushpa .ok”

Yes my darling Pushpa. I drank half the milk and gave her half. She had the prettiest milk moustache I had ever seen. I cleaned it with my tongue and began kissing her while my hands on motherly instincts had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse. Mom kissed me back with pure lust she had been keeping in the garb of love and affection. We started necking while my hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designer bra.

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Her two beautiful breasts fell out as I looked at my own mother looking so sexy and beautiful. I felt like kamadeva having sex with my own mother, Rati. She had nicely shapely white breasts and she had pinkish brown areolas bigger than the rupee coin. Her nipples were standing erect like two beans and to my utter surprise, she had very short hair around her areolas. Her nipple was unusually long and must have been more than an inch and seems like two clitorises on fire. They were shining pink. I took a good look at them and then took one of her erect nipple in my mouth and gave it a sweet bite with my teeth. My mother moaned with pleasure.

O Rama! O Krishna! My own son is going to make love to me. O god.

While rubbing my hand on one of her boobs and ate the other one, nibbles at the teats and even tried to take her full booby in my mouth. I opened my mouth full and took a hearty bite of both her boobs. Her hands were at the back of my head stroking my hair.

Mummy ….bete ko dudhu do na

Le beta…jitna marzi le na

My hand moved on to her bellybutton and my fingers danced on her naked skin. My mouth drew down and I kissed and licked my mother’s flat hairless bellybutton. She was still dressed in her bridal jewelry and a golden chain fell over her tummy. Then she lifted her saree without removing it up to her thighs. I kissed my mother’s milky thighs and licked them to my delight. My mother was now kneading her breasts and moaning heaving. The whole room was filled of sex sounds as I lowered my face to kiss my mother’s hungry cunt over her designer panties. She just squirmed in pleasure. The beautiful red lacy panties had a floral pattern on it much like the panties in that French movie I saw or like those sexy panties of his wife =those sexy purple, hot red, naughty flowery black and motherly torn brownish .just by looking at her panties, I remembered my days of masturbation after seeing those panties and sometimes even getting a few of motherly breasts of my neighbor’s wife. I could even make out her pantie line from behind when she used to sleep. I often wondered if she fucked with her dog like my maasi who I had fucked on a number of occasions. I remember that maasi was the tallest of all and she had deadly knockers and a slappable ass.

The very first time I saw her, she was talking on a phone to someone sitting in her kameez and panties….mmmm what a delight panties are. As I sniffed my mother’s hidden heavenly floral glory, I saw her looking at me with pure lust and she bit her lip. Her panty had a wet spot on them and there were big hair peaking from the sides of that sexy panty. I smelled that crotch and my senses went limp for a second when I sniffed the maddening aroma of my mother’s cunt juices smeared with sweat, perfume and the horny smell of urine. My mother quickly removed her panty and I was looking at the most treasured thing of the world- the pussy of my mother in all her glory. I gaped at it and almost tore my mother’s bridal sari in at attempt to get her naked. Now, here was my mother ready to get fucked by her son, lying all naked. I looked at my mother who was all nude but for her jewelry looking so kinky and wonderful. She then bites her lip and said,

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“Complete the age old ritual of mating my son. Time has come for you to enter a new relationship with your mother. Come my husband take your ravishing bride and start a family with me so that I may mate with you .come my handsome son, show mommy how much you love her”

O mommy I love u so much

Yes my baby. Come my husband. Call me by my name now.

As I inched closer to her, I could smell her sweaty body mixed with perfume and sweat. She had little hair on legs and at the back of her arms which added her sex appeal. I looked at her and she took my hands to her shapely chuchies where nipples had grown harder than nuts and pinched one of her nipples. While my other hand touched the forbidden fruit of my mother and she gasped in my arms.

“O my son, my new husband, my boyfriend, I love you so much. You can do anything as we are married now. Come baby come to your lonely mommy. She needs all your love for ever” and she bent forward and kisses my earlobe. She was still dressed in her jewels but she quickly removed my shirt and below. I was standing in just silk underwear with my cock making a pole in it. My mother took it in her hand and rubbed it for some time.

“O son! Your lund is so big. Just the right size for my deep choot. Time has come to insult your mother with your prick. I want some punishment for marrying my own son. Punish me baby!”

“o yes mother! I mean my wife! Pushpa. I love you so much. I wish all the sons do this to their mothers. O mommy you have no idea of how hungry I have been for all this. I have waited for this for years. You are me my dream my mother my wife my sushy. My Pushpa”

“O yes son, take me, and take your mother. Now that I am your wife, I am going to bear you children. O my boy…gives it to mommy now. You know how badly I want it. You are my sweetest boy, honey.”

While my hands reached over her bare pussy and I touched it for the first time. It was so bushy with thick blonde pubic hair and the wetness of her pussy had spread well beyond her hole. I rubbed the top of it with my thumb and then I inserted my longest finger into my motherly pussy. Mother moaned a bit as I thrust it further. I started finger-fucking her vigorously now. While her hand was stroking my cock. She then pushed me aside and walked naked across the room and went to her dressing table and got back some indoor (vermillion) and said hungrily

“O son! You have to put some indoor here also.” As she pointed out her pussy in the tuft of brown wet pubes. I quickly got forward and put some indoor there.

“My child, you can take mommy anyway you like now. You are not only my pati now but you are also my choot ka pati (my pussy husband)”

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I couldn’t control anymore and kissed her pussy for the first time. A lot of flab had gathered on my dream hole. It appeared my lovely mother didn’t quite get a fuck. Her pussy looked so fresh and pink that I had to look at her face while this wonderful pussy really belongs to my mother. I sucked my favorite hole in the world for a long time while my mother moaned and squirmed in ecstasy. In a moment she went stiff and uttered obscenities and went limp in my arms. I knew she was having an orgasm and I bit the clit real hard thrusting 3 fingers inside my mother’s lovely pussy. She came like a flood and I licked every single drop my mother’s tastiest juice. Ah 1 what a taste.

Then I went back to her face and kissed it for what seemed an eternity with my lips smeared in her cup, our tongues swirled in each other while my hands tweaked her nipples making them sore and red and she moaned in pleasure.

“O my lovely son! Where did you learn all this? You are going to kill your momma with your love-making skills. O Rama! This feels so good. Don’t stop mithu. I want you inside now my baby. Let mommy ride your land now that she is your wife.”

Then she came on top of me and took my whole cock in her pussy and started jumping. A chill up to my spine ran up as soon as I realized that it was my own mother jumping on my cock. My mother had taken the entire cock in her pussy and her breasts jiggled on my face. I quickly latched on to one of her nipples and to my utter pleasure it was leaking with milk now. O my holy god, my mother jumped with gay abandon as is sucked her leading milk pots. I brought my hands to her velvety ass and slapped it a few times. My mother grunted and groaned like a newly married girl while her fat ass shuddered in my crotch. Now she adjusted herself in a way that she was getting maximum penetration. I was hitting her womb. O my god was a dream. My erect cock wedged deep into the inner recesses of her vagina. It appeared that all I wanted to do was to fuse into her…making her mine, forever. Now she was maddened with lust and she started slapping her big boobies on my face. I could feel the nipples on my cheeks, nose and everywhere. This was highly erotic so I quickly sucked on my mothers boobies while slapping her ass and she started shouting obscenities now.

“ harami, madarchod , ….hai…maar meri phudi,…aai haaaaii….chod mujhe…kutte….randi ke beej….phad de meri phudi….haii….aaaa….haaan…haaan….aaaiiii…aur jor se…apni maan ke mumme choos le harami…yahi se dudh peekar bada hua hai tu….choos …mere raja….hai….mere momme ki tip …….mmm”

I greedily sucked on her nipples while she humped me from the top. It was my first sexual experience so I didn’t last long and poured my semen into my mother’s hot cunt. my mother shouted

“o god! What have I done? O son! Mommy is not protected. O my god, my son just made his way onto my womb. He has placed his seed in me”

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Mother started crying and it took a while for her to come to terms with it.

Later after one month mother came to me and said that she was pregnant with my child. We had to find some way out. I consulted my friends and we left the town for some other place. After the child birth, mother and me married officially in the new city and got registered as husband and wife. It has been 17 years now.

I have two girls with my mother. The elder one just turned eighteen and she just looks like my mother. Well, what happens with her is just another story.

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Magar girls from those hills came to work in the rice paddies for a few days, girls with smooth round faces and narrow eyes wearing black velvet blouses, headdresses and necklaces of silver rupees. Their songs wafted back into the rooms where I lived with my cook. Magar girls were free to flirt and sometimes managed to take lovers, but Bahuni and Chhetrini women in the valley were given in arranged marriages when they were extremely young.

I wondered if the freedom of the hills was like what I had enjoyed as a student. I thought of old girlfriends. I had spent the night in a hotel with my first mistress when I was 19 and she was 20. She woke me in the middle of the night by touching me, and when I awoke already aroused, she whispered, “Enter me right now, please! I want you inside me.”

I thought of my last girlfriend in college when we both lived off-campus. We found each other only a month together before we graduated and went our separate ways, but desire had burned hot and bright. We spent every other night together, at her place or mine. If we stayed at my place we had to be very quiet because my apartment-mate was a strange person, made to be a priest. He struggled but could not change this; was celibacy the other curse of the Irish besides drink?

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My bedroom had been a small enclosed porch in the cottage I shared which was hidden in a grove of small trees. My mistress and I would lay together on my narrow bed and in the morning the sun would shine through trees and be fragmented by their shifting leaves, now painfully bright, now shadow as we made love once more before going to classes. We were living charmed lives with no idea how fortunate we were.

That had been over a year earlier, halfway around the world. Now I had to endure celibacy myself. I was a teacher in the remoteness of west Nepal where you couldn’t possibly find a cold drink, wheeled transportation, an electric light to read by, certainly not a woman for the night. Almost all women were married before they were fourteen, and they were closely watched. Besides, I was a teacher who had to set an example. As the first foreigner to live in my village, I was an object of intense curiosity. So there I was, living in a goldfish bowl.

The wife of my nearest neighbor had given birth to a girl a few months before. In the morning after serving her husband dal-bhat and then eating herself she would wash her pots and trays in the irrigation ditch below my window as I worked preparing lessons. She wore no blouse and had only the end of her sari to cover full breasts that refused to stay confined as she bent down to dip water from the canal and scoured away the last grains of scorched rice. It was a feast for the eyes, only for the eyes. Was she an exhibitionist? Didn’t she understand the effect she was having on the poor Sahib? It doesn’t matter; wasn’t it better to sin with the eyes than not at all?

I slowly became friends with a much older woman, a Chhetri’s cast-off wife named Poorna who lived in a small house a hundred yards above my place. She was a slender woman with a ready smile and a mischievous gleam in her eyes. Sometimes she told me stories of life in Burma when her husband was a soldier for the British. She would show up at my place and demand, “Let’s drink rum!”. I’d get out my dwindling supplies of imported cognac, or we might have small cups of raksi, local spirits that were sold aged all of five minutes, the fast track to a two-day hangover. Poorna would tease me about my solitary life and joke that I should take up with the local dancing girl. I think she began to worry that I was living a diminished life, which was certainly true.

One evening I finished grading papers and stopped by her house to chat. Soon we were joined by a deaf-and-dumb couple who wandered from place to place, dressed in tatters and living off whatever kindness they could find in villages where nobody had much to spare. They stayed just outside on the porch. The boy was shy and serious, but the girl was playful and soon we heard them getting romantic. This was the first time in Nepal I had been aware of anything sexual going on close by. Poorna and I listened intently and joked about the goings-on a yard or two away. I expected matters to be over quickly; this totally illiterate couple certainly hadn’t read the Kama Sutra. But they went on a good half hour, with piquant moans and small cries and I was grateful for these small crumbs too.

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About a month later Poorna came to my house with important news. A niece she called “Jimli” (second daughter) was visiting and I should be sure to come meet her. Poorna knew that I had briefly pursued a local girl by that nickname but it had come to nothing when she told me she wanted to be taken to America forthwith. So I asked what was the point of coming to see this Jimli? Her eyes sparkled with mischief and she said, “No, no. Another Jimli!”

As it was getting dark I took my torch and climbed the hill behind my house, crossed an irrigation ditch, and paused outside the door of Poorna’s small house. Like all houses in our valley, it was made of unbaked brick. Some houses had roofs of baked tiles but hers was of straw thatch. Just outside the front door was a shed of the same construction sheltering her cow. About half a kilometer away on the far side of a small valley I could see a village of similar houses and the twinkling light of a lamp or two.

I called out and Poorna answered and opened her door. The inside of her house was nearly bare with only a few brass trays and the cheap aluminum cooking pots we all used. For light there was a single kerosene lamp with no glass chimney. Few could afford the more elaborate table lamps, let alone pressure lamps which burned prodigious amounts of kerosene. I went inside and saw Jimli. She was about thirty, medium height for a Nepali woman with a long braid down her back and she had a baby with her, not more than six months old. I guessed Jimli was a Chhetrini like Poorna because her coloring and features were intermediate between Bahun and Magar, the kind of fortunate mixture that made Nepali woman sought-after in Mahadesh, as the large country three days walk to the south was called.

We sat on the floor coated with the traditional mixture of gobar and mud which had been smoothed and allowed to dry. As unsanitary as it sounds, it was pleasantly cool to the feet in summer and warm in winter, slightly resiliant and smelling faintly of grass. I sat on on the floor while Poorna introduced us and we made small talk about life in Nepal and life in America.

I only expected we might drink a bit of raksi together, but other plans were afoot. Poorna got up and announced she had to run a small errand in the village of potters higher up the hill. So Jimli and I were suddenly alone together. Jimli immediately went over to the sort of ladder, actually only a slanted log with notches cut in it, and started up to the second floor. She looked over her shoulder and motioned for me to follow. Then she put her finger over her lips to show that I should be quiet and laid down on the floor. Quickly I laid down beside her and embraced her. She fumbled with the drawstring of my salwar and I pulled them down. Then she pulled me on top of her. There was no foreplay. I entered her and the heat of her body passed to mine. What she was thinking I’ve no idea, nor did I seriously care. I completely lost control, like a tremendous sneeze I absolutely could not stop or even delay. When my senses came back I could only feel helpless and relieved that my enforced celibacy had ended.

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We rearranged our clothes and went back downstairs. In a few minutes Poorna returned from her errand. It was decided that Jimli and I would stay downstairs with the others upstairs. As soon as it became quiet, Jimli raised her blouse and began suckling her baby, facing away from me. Suddenly she hiked up the skirt of her sari and petticoat behind and reached behind herself to caress me. The invitation was unmistakeable, so I entered her from behind. This time I was able to last and so we fucked for a while. At first light I slipped out and went home. My cook liked to gossip and it would not do for the whole district to learn of my little escape from the goldfish bowl.

So with Poorna’s help I had ended a stay in purgatory and returned to the land of the living. My relationship with Poorna began to change subtly as I began to understand that she indeed loved me as mother to son, but not only that way. She too had been forced into a solitary life. Probably I should have helped her as she had helped me, yet I could not quite feel desire for someone so much older, or imagine growing older myself.

I only saw Jimli once more, about six months later. It happened on the trail out of the valley when I completed my tour of duty. She was with others including a husband or brother probably and gave me a piercing glance that burned my eyes, my entire skin. I put my hands together in silent acknowledgement and after the last of her group passed I turned to watch her go on down the trail toward the valley where I had lived nearly two years and have never returned to.

Love may be sacred, or profane, or both together. When it comes our way we may be unready to understand its subtleties. Too many lovers I have already forgotten but in the clarity of highlight Poorna’s love burns bright.

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I am Sandip from Kolkata. I am 20 years old with a good looking body of height 5’8”.Girls and women often told me that a have a real handsome look. What I am going to narrate is my real life happening and it happened three years ago. That was for the first time I was having sex with somebody or in other words my virginity was deflowered that time only. The real play began something like this. That was a bright autumn day. I was home alone. My family was out of town for some marriage.

The time was around 11am. I was busy reading some real sexy stuff. I suddenly heard the calling bell rang. I suddenly kept the book under the bed and went to open the door. I saw two sales girls at the door. I opened the door and they came in. They said to me good morning. They told me that they had some items to advertise and sale. Then they opened their bag and showed me some TV and fridge covers. But I was least concerned about those things and what I was observing was their body structure as I was just interrupted from reading a really hot stuff. Then I told them that I don’t want those things and they may go now.

Then the two packed their bag and after that they asked me for some water. I went inside my home and brought water for them. They took the water and asked me whether they can sit for some time in my house as the atmosphere was quite hot. Then I told them to come inside my house and sit in my drawing room. Both of them sat on a sofa and relaxed a bit. Then I started talking to them. I asked them how they are in the profession of sales persons. They told me that they are students and they have got an assignment of selling goods moving from door to door. They had got some marks for selling a single piece.

Then for some time we sat calmly. After that I told them that I had to take my bath and so to excuse me for some time and I went to the bathroom. As I went to the bathroom I kept the door of the bathroom open so that I can well observe them. They could also see me taking bath. I marked that they were looking at me while I was taking bath and gossiping with each other. When my eyes caught them they both gave a smile. I guessed something what they might be having in their minds. I came from the bathroom after my bath with a Turkish towel down from my waist and another on my shoulders and drying my hairs with that. By that time I had conceived something really hot in my mind and I was having a bulge in the Turkish towel.

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When I came near them they marked my bulge and again gossiped with a smile probably thinking that I had not marked them. Suddenly I went to one having the gorgeous figure. Before telling more let me tell u all something about their figures. The gorgeous one was really sexy with 38-28-37 with a fair complexion with a good pair of boobs for which I am crazier about. While the other one was 34-26-34 with medium sized boobs. I went to the gorgeous one sitting on the sofa and my bulge was just at her mouth and asked her “u like it”. Then she gave a smile and bent her head a little down. Knowing her agreement I suddenly brought my prick out of the towel which was a 6 incher at that time and touched its head to her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly and I pumped my dick straight to her mouth.

She took my tool into her mouth and sucked like an ice-cream. By that time I reached down to touch her breasts. Those were really good, big and exciting. I started fondling her boobs. Seeing this other entire girl was getting horny and started caressing her body with her hands. I inserted my hands through the neck of the low cut dress of the girl sucking my dick and squeezed her boobs really hard through her bra. That gave me a lot of excitement and I continued to put pressure on her ripe fruits. I went on caressing her boobs which forced her to moan heavily. Seeing her excitement I put my hands inside her bra which held the boobs very tightly. I started crushing her nipples with my thumb and index.

I was unable to cup her boobs in her bra as that was very tightly holding the boobs. Then I moved my hand to her back inside her dress and unhooked her bra and moved my hand forward to squeeze her boobs which are then free and gave me more excitement. Then I was able to hold her boobs more freely and I went on squeezing her boobs and crushing her nipples with my fingers. By this time my dick started to increase in her mouth to its full size of 7″.That made me restless and I drew my hands out of her dress and moved them to her back to unzip her dress. I pulled her dress along with her bra up to her waist which revealed her fully excited and well sized boobs. Her boobs were bigger and nicer than what they looked through her dress. I grabbed both her boobs with both my hands at once and squeezed them vigorously. She moaned in excitement. I went on pressing her boobs and she was moaning in excitement while sucking my cock really hard in her mouth.

By this time the 2nd girl was highly aroused and moaning heavily while caressing her own body with her own hands over her dress. I asked the 2nd girl to come near the sofa and to play with my balls. She came instantly and took my balls in her mouth. She took my balls in her mouth like strawberry. At that time I was at the peak of my excitement. Both the girls played with my dick which gave me a lot of pleasure. Both of them were making sounds like uuuuuhhhhhhnnnnnnn….. Aaaaahhnnnnnn….

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Then the 2nd girl took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it while the 1st girl played with my balls and took them into her mouth. For all that I felt like coming and suddenly my cum spurted in the mouth of the 2nd girl and both the girls shared my cum with pleasure and they sucked my cock dry. After that we all came to our basics that is we all got stark naked in front of each other. I now turned to the 2nd girl and kissed her passionately while squeezing her boobs and tickling her nipples which were of the shape of black grapes. We made a 69 position and I took her clit in my mouth and licked that while she was sucking my dick. The gorgeous girl played with my balls and sometimes she took them to her mouth.

I put my index finger inside the cunt of the 2nd girl started finger fucking her. She moaned heavily while sucking my dick very hard. She took my dick totally into her mouth up to her throat. Then the gorgeous looking girl came near me and placing her cunt near my mouth slept on her back. I had to made justice to her also so I started sucking her love hole while finger fucking the other girl. By this time the gorgeous girl was pressing her own boobs real hard and moaning heavily. I alternately sucked and finger fucked both the cunts. Both the cunts were releasing their love juices which I drank eagerly. The girls were making sounds like aaaaaahhhhhhhh…… oooohhhhhhhh……. uuuuuuuueeeeeee……. All this excited me a lot and this led me to increase my speed of sucking and finger fucking both the cunts. At all this my dick regained its rock hard condition and now I realized that the time for the real game has arrived and I told the two girls to start the real fuck session.

We all changed our positions. The gorgeous looking girl who was sleeping on her back spreader her legs wide. Then I kept my glance at the opening of her sweet pot and rubbed it on her cuneal opening which made her restless. I touched her clit with my rock hard cock head. All this came over her tolerance limit and she screamed to stop that and begged for a nice fuck. But still I continued to rub my dick around her vaginal region. Her vagina was running heavily and she was also moaning heavily. Now I felt that the time to enter has come and I gave a heavy jerk holding my penis head at her opening. With one single stroke my 7 incher was completely in her cunt as that was very wet and her cuntal fluid had made the hole very slippery.

Then I started pumping the girl slowly. She made aaaahhhhhhh……. oooooohhhhhhhh…… uuuuueeeeeee……. fuck me fuuuuccckkkk mmmeeee haaard fuckkk mmeeee deeperrrrr sounds. All these sounds catalyzed me to raise my speed and I started the to and fro motion with my full pace. By this time the other girl stood in front of me with her legs spread over the gorgeous girl such that her cunt was just near my mouth. Now I put my tongue inside her cunt and licked that. She pressed her cunt to my mouth so that I could suck and lick her more intensely. This made her to moan heavily and she started squeezing her own boobs.

Her cunt was flowing and I was drinking all her juice. Simultaneously I was eating one cunt, pumping another cunt and playing with the boobs of the gorgeous girl. This gave me lot of pleasure. Both the girls were moaning heavily like aaaahhhh….. Ooooohhhhhhh….. Uuuuueeeeeee….. Ffuuuuckkkkk mmeee…. ssuckkkkk mmmeeee…. fuck me hard and suck me hard. I put my optimum effort to draw pleasure from all these actions. My pumping drained all the love juices from the cunt of the gorgeous girl and her orgasmic a number of times while the cunt near my mouth was readily leaving her juices. We continued like that for about 20 minutes and by this time the gorgeous girl was running like anything. Then I realized that I had to make justice to the other girl also. So I stopped fucking the gorgeous girl. Now it was the turn of the girl who was being licked by my mouth.

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I told the second girl for a doggy style. She readily came to her palms and knees. I put my dick in her cunt from behind and started a slow to and fro motion. The gorgeous girl came to the 2nd girl and kept her cunt near her mouth. The girl I was fucking started licking the cunt near her mouth and she inserted her tongue into the cunt and tongue fucked that while moving her buttock to synchronize with my strokes. She was moaning badly which gave me more excitement and I fucked her more rapidly. Her cunt started draining the love juices. I increased my speed of fucking and gave the girl some more orgasms. While fucking the girl I was slapping on her ass chicks at times which was like a shock of pleasure for both of us.

I was pressing the boobs of the girl I was fucking. That fucking in doggy style and boob squeezing continued for quite a long time. Both the girls were making exciting noises. The well build ass of the girl whom I was fucking drove me crazy. Her ass chicks were quite fleshy and my slaps created nice waves over them. By that time the cunt I was fucking was dripping and the juice flowed through the thighs of the girl. The gorgeous girl being tongue fucked was also making exciting sounds. The nicely shaped ass of the girl I was fucking gave me an idea about fucking in that nicely shaped ass.

Then I freed one of my hands but the other one was still playing with two boobs simultaneously. With my free hand I touched her clit and crushed it keeping that in-between my thumb and index. This led the girl to moan loudly. By doing so my hand was well lubricated with her cunt juice and I brought my lubricated hand near her asshole and put my index in her asshole. She gave a loud moan. Her ass hole was very tight. I thought that was for the first time her asshole had been touched. Then I started a slow to and fro motion of my index finger in her asshole. She screamed and later her screams became her moans.

Then I inserted my middle finger into her asshole. Her asshole was getting wider and smoother. After sometimes both my fingers made very easy and fast motions into and out of her asshole. Then suddenly I brought my dick out of her cunt and kept its head at her asshole. I gave a little thrust so that it should not hurt her and the head of my tool was well inside her ass. Her cunt juices all over my tool worked like a god lubricant and I started a slow pumping motion. With three push pull actions I entered her asshole completely. She first screamed a bit then she enjoyed being ass fucked.

After that I gradually raised my pace and fucked her ass with full force. Again I moved my hand forward to squeeze her breasts.

The girl was sucking the clit of the gorgeous girl and licking her cunt and the gorgeous girl was playing with her own boobs. I was riding the girl from behind like a horse. Both the girls were moaning heavily. After some time of ass fucking I said them that it was now the turn of the gorgeous girl to be ass fucked. At that time the girl I was fucking in the ass raised one of her hands from the floor and moved that over the cunt of the gorgeous girl and got that wet with her love juice. Then she took her hand a little down near the asshole and entered her index into the asshole of the gorgeous girl. The gorgeous girl gave a scream.

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The girl I was ass fucking started a piston in the ass of the gorgeous girl and the scream of the girl became her moans. At all that I was amazed at the strength of the girl I was ass fucking as simultaneously she was receiving my hard strokes in her ass while I was also squeezing her boobs real hard and she was eating one cunt and fingering one asshole all that on the support of one hand and two knees.

The gorgeous girl was moaning heavily as she was being cunt eaten and ass fingered. Seeing her moan the 2nd girl inserted another finger into her asshole and started fingering. After some strokes of fingering I realized that her asshole was then a bit free and that was ready to take my tool. So I told again that it was now the turn of the gorgeous girl to get an ass fuck. Hearing my words she ran to me. I told her to lay on the floor by her left side. Then removing my dick from the ass of the 2nd girl I slept aside the gorgeous girl and placed my tool head at her asshole. With a little jerk my tool head entered her ass and a moan came out of her mouth.

Then I started a rhythmic motion to fuck her and that time I took my hand to the front side and played with her cunt and tickled her clit.The 2nd girl sat near the mouth of the 1st girl so that her cunt was just touching the lips of the gorgeous girl and started fondling the boobs of the gorgeous girl.The gorgeous girl licked the cunt near her mouth while I was fucking her in the asshole and playing with her vaginal parts.In this position we continued for sometime.After that I felt like cumming.So I brought my dick out of the asshole.Seeing that both the girls came near me and I jerked my tool a little and it threw all its content on the two eagerly waiting bodies.Both the girls spread my cum all over their bodies and then sucked my dick to make it dry.

After that they sucked my cum on their hands.By this time we all were very much tired and fall right there on the floor for sometime still playing with each other’s body. After about half an hour we all went to the bathroom and cleaned each other’s body. Then the girls helped me cleaning the place where we had a nice suck and fuck session,as the place was full of cunt juices. After that we all dressed up and I gave both of them a goodbye kiss on their lips and boobs.I also squeezed their boobs over their dresses and thanked them for that nice session and I promised for that sort of fucking and sucking whenever they come to our place and I am alone.

They left our place smiling.

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They both had a wonderful relationship with each other. They had been living together for over 20 yrs now. Life had its own ups and downs so far, there wasn’t anything unusual.

Then one day Seema got a call from her mother’s house and she came to know about the illness of her father. She decided to visit home along with her kids. Girish, came to railway station along with Seema and kids to help them board the train.

Seema and kids boarded the AC compartment comfortably and the train started. Just about 2 hrs had passed and the train came to halt. Thinking that it must be for train crossing, people continued to do whatever they were occupied with. Seema was busy reading her magazine while her kids were dozing off.

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When the train did not move for over an hr, people started to get uncomfortable. They started to enquire about the situation. Even Seema was curious to know so she tried to hear what people were talking about. Just then a TT passed through their compartment. Through him, people came to know that there had been an accident ahead on the same track, so the train was to get delayed further.

The short harmless journey was now to become a long painful wait. Since she was carrying sufficient things to eat, she wasn’t very worried. She called up her husband and home and updated them about the situation.

Now 6 hrs had passed. Due to continuous calling, even the battery of her mobile was close to empty. Looking at the worried expression on her face, a fellow passenger – Sunil (myself) offered his mobile phone.

I am Sunil, 36 yr young handsome man. I work at senior position in sales and keep traveling across the country, frequently. After she handed me back, my mobile, we started our conversation. I introduced myself and told about myself, work and family. She felt a bit comfortable and started telling about herself, her husband and her reason for traveling. She was very educated and spoke fluent English. Even her sense of humor had me spellbound.

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Now let me tell you about her looks. She was about 5’4, wheatish, slim. The best part of her personality was her voice. It was so sexy to hear her speak. The way words left her lips and reached my ears was turning me on. When she was telling me about her home at Delhi, I closed my eyes.

She asked, what happened, are you sleepy? I replied, I was just relishing listening to her sexy voice. Listening to this, she blushed. I loved the expression on her face. It was as if, she was 19 and not 42.

I asked her, why is she blushing. She replied, if such a handsome guy, would give compliment to any girl, she would definitely blush and we both burst out laughing.

She looked around to see her kids. They both were fast asleep. None of us wanted them to hear our conversation so we moved to the other side of the section of the compartment. The bogie was very sparsely populated. We settled in seats opposite to each other and stared our conversation again.

She looked more comfortable than before. Our topics of discussion moved from movies to politics to kids.. and to finally our married lives. I opened up first. I told, my wife is very adventurous about sex. We have had plenty of events outside our home, on our building rooftop, at a lakeside, behind trees and what not.

She just laughed out loud. She thought I was joking. It took me sometime to convince her that it was true. She said, imagining such adventure is strangely turning her on too but she was too scared to try it out.

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I told her, if anything is done carefully enough, there are no dangers. All we need to be is smart enough. Then, I slowly asked her, do you wanna try. For few minutes there was complete silence. I thought she may loose her temper and go back to her seat. She may complaint to her husband too. So I immediately said, I was just kidding and sorry if she found it inappropriate.

She enquired, what kind of adventure did I have in my mind? Do you seriously want to know? She said, yes.

I said, the adventure is something that she can enjoy if she doesn’t know about it all. Otherwise it would not be very exciting. The tough part of the experience would be that she will need to trust me and do what I ask her to do. She gave it a thought and agreed.

I just couldn’t imagine that this was happening to me. Though I was communicating with a lot of confidence, inside even I was scared. I had never been into any such situation with a strange lady ever. So far it was only with my wife and all our adventures were well thought of and researched.

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I work in a local call center. I believe that life is how we make it. There are people who keep looking for things to feel sad or frustrated about and there are others, who find happiness in whatever situations they come across.

When I started working in call center 2 yrs ago, my friends told me, don’t join. They said they had worked for short durations and did not find atmosphere conducive. They were not ready to tell what exactly was wrong. After long conversations, one of them Deepa, finally spilled the beans. She told that moving up the ladder requires more than just performance. You could be expected to sleep around with seniors. I said, this is all rubbish and would like to see and then believe. I told them I could always leave the job, if I came across such situation where I need to compromise on this.

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I joined and started to learn my work. Let me confess, I wasn’t the smartest or quickest. I did my share of mistakes but eventually even dumbest of all can learn, if we want to.

1 yr passed easily, and there was time of our appraisals. When the increments were discussed, I was graded very poor. There were a couple of girls (Varsha & Seema) who were 60% productive of my capability but they were given better salary raise. I was upset, really upset. I got the idea to investigate of my previous friend’s claims regarding moving up the ladder.

Our team leader was Mahesh. Average looking guy – 5.8 Wheatish. Along with my work, I started focusing on his movement within our team of 20. I realized he spent a lot of time with Varsha and Seema. We had rotating shifts. He never let Varhsa & Seema work is same shift. Mahesh would purposefully sit very close to Varsha, while explaining her something. He would put his hand on her shoulder. I observed whenever one left the room other one would follow within 2 min. One day, Mahesh left the room. Varsha got up after 2 min. I purposefully asked her, what happened, she replied she was going to rest room. I let her go and quietly followed her from some distance, where she would not notice me.

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After going out of the room, she turned towards a different room instead of ladies rest room. I understood there was something fishy. On our floor, there was small store room which was never locked. I saw her entering that room. I followed her and stood at the corner. I saw a stool near by. I got the stool close to the side wall and climbed it. I could peek inside the room the same way like Shahrukh peeped inside room of shanty priya in Om Shanti Om.

I saw Mahesh put his lips on Varsha’s lips. Varsha was wearing Skirt and Blouse, but expectedly, not for long. Mahesh moved down from her lips to her neck, and then to her cleaveage. Varsha was always generous while putting her breasts on display. She always wore low cut blouse. We would always catch our team mates looking on to her boobs.

Mahesh then pulled over the blouse over her head. He started nibbling on her breasts from over her black bra. Her breasts looked bigger than mine, from that distance. Mine are 32, she must be 34. Looking at him nibbling on those breast, I started to get wet. You can feel hard or wet, reading stories or watching movies. Just imagine the effect it must have created on me, as I was watching it all happen live. My shaved pussy started to leak.

He then got on his knees and pulled down her skirt, exposing her ass cheeks. He pulled down her black panty too. I could see his tongue moving on her trimmed pussy. She was trying hard to control her moaning. He put her on the sofa at the corner and spread her legs. He then dig his tongue deep inside hot pussy. My hands automatically went over my own pussy and started rubbing.

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He then stood up and opened the zipper of his trouser. Soon he was standing with his Manhood strong and erect, in his hand. She came forward and started sucking him.

After sometime of sucking playing with his testicles she moved back and opened her pussy lips. He moved forward and slowly inserted his big cock deep inside her.

Seeing him move in and out of her pussy got me so hot too. I started rubbing my pussy vigorously. Soon I felt myself having a big orgasm. I new they would be soon stopping to get back to the room. I got down of the stool and moved back to take my place of work.

After 5 min, we were finally joined by both of them. This was one my most interesting masturbation experience of my life so far. Did I fuck Mahesh later? Well that’s a suspense that I shall share latter. For now, I would love to read your guesses about what must have happened next. Also do let me know if you liked to read this incidence through your sweet messages.

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