I thought a lot and thankful to my mom. She supported me lot to put forward my legs so that it may be inspirational for incest lovers. I know it’s a huge problem for incest seekers to go for telling their own true story and publishing it in front of others. But my mom is really goddess to me who guides me in every situation.

 

This is story of a real caring mom to turning her own son’s wife. Some of you will be surprise on my words but in life everyone has to passes through various phases and situations propelled you to mould your thoughts. My name is Harry, I am 24 year old studying and doing part-time job. I am 5’7’’ tall nice looking guy, but it doesn’t matter a lot because I am always sweet to my mom. She even told me that I am the sweetest boy of this universe.

 

It is all about me, but here I am not all about sharing me, it’s all about my sweet, lovely mom.

 

I live with my mom. Dad was died when I was 18 year old. He was died due to carcinoma. Since then me and mom lives together and we both care each others a lot. My mom’s name is Linda. She is 45 year old 5’2’’ tall having 120 lbs of weight. She works as nurse in government hospital.

 

At this age she still looks younger and in this her height plays an important role. Her job made her mentally tough and she always tries to tell how to counter various unhappier situations. She is really great faculty for me. Now I am going to discuss abut what all you want to know. I fall in love with mom when I become teens. That time I was in secondary school. I just want to tell you one thing I am ass freak. I like to stare huge and bumpy asses.

 

Mom’s figure is 38D-32-45. She has natural beauty. She has awesome assets but her ass differentiate from other ladies and gives her unbeatable edge over others. She used to wear 36d brassier and always keeps trim hairs on pussy. Sometimes I told her to keep pussy clean shaved or clean vexed but she never did it and teased me by saying. ‘‘Honey if you wanted shaved pussy lady then you have to marry other girl.

 

This mom is not going to shave her pussy at any cost.’’I like her teasing quotes and never insisted to go for shaving her pussy hairs. I saw her many times doing sex with dad. They both were passionate about sex. I like mom’s creativity, innovativeness, tolerance and adjustability. She always gets ready for adopting new techniques whether it was with dad in past or with me in at present.

 

Sometimes I saw her in huge pain but great satisfaction while getting anal fuck with dad. She never denied dad’s demand. I respect Linda a lot because she still shows huge respect for dad in despite of all these facts that now she is in sex with me. Once I asked ‘Mom, whom you love more: me or dad..?’ Without any hesitation she replied “I love your dad most, because he gave me you’’.

 

I really surprised to hear because she was very diplomatic and it shows her sense of humor.

 

I fall in love with her when I saw her ass first time. It was summer and I was teenager then. Renovation was going at our home and I was shifted to second floor. Mom’s bedroom was on first floor. At first floor there are big drawing hall, kitchen, and two other bedrooms. It was about 2 am at night I got awake.

 

My room’s air conditioner was still not installed. I got downstairs for water from refrigerator and saw still lights are on in mom’s bedroom. I just took water bottle from fridge and turned back to go upstairs. Mom’s bedroom door was closed but still window was not fitted. But a curtain was suspended on the window. I don’t know why but turned back and came closer to window and slowly side the curtain.

 

I was shocked as well as amazed to see sight inside the room. Both dad and mom lied on their abdomen. Dad was doing some official work on computer and mom’s night gown was over her waist. Her bare ass cheeks were protruding towards me saying “come and eat me”. It was first ever I saw any woman nude. My shaft started making tent inside caprie. Mom’s ass lining is 7 inches long and that time it was clearly differentiating both ass cheeks from each other.

 

Mom also separated her thighs by manageable distance so that hem of both cheeks was not touching each other. I started feeling tense in my whole body but decided to stay and watch all further proceedings. I was careful too because there might be possibility to caught by either dad or mom. So I slightly adjusted curtain in such a way so that they don’t know about me.

 

Mom was teasing dad by rubbing her shoulder sometimes and sometimes by rubbing his ass over trouser. Dad was wearing vest and long trouser. It seems that mom was getting horny and wanted sex with dad but still dad had to finishes some important works. While doing this entire mom sat nearer dad and start removing his trouser.

 

Dad was saying ‘‘Honey what are you doing, wait for some more time,I am about to complete my assignment after that we will go for nice love’’. But mom was in her mood. She replied “Do your work baby; I am not going to tell anything”.

 

And she removed his trouser. Now dad’s ass was also nude. After that mom sat on her ass and bent on his shoulder and she started whispering something in his ears. While she was whispering she started rubbing dad’s ass cheeks by her ass cheeks.

 

This was nice sight seeing mom all these stuff with dad. I am getting hard and start feeling my scrotum feel with hot juice. I never imagined that mom can do such things with dad. I heard many things from my friends that couples do this and this, but tonight I was seeing in real with my parents. Now dad log out his laptop, keep it on table turned towards mom and lied her on back and kept her legs on her abdomen and start rubbing her boobs over gown and asked

 

So baby tonight you want sex where, Mom fetched his face on her lips and they both start smooch each others lips. I think mom was in hurry, she removed his vest. Till the time dad adjusted himself top on mom, now mom hooked her legs around his waist and start squeezing his ass cheeks. Her chocolate nail polished long nails were pressing deeply dad’s ass cheeks. It seemed that mom was hungry for sex for centuries.

 

Now I got finished but still showing interest in seeing all this. That night I masturbated 4 times and this was the night which starts inducing me toward my mom. In next morning when mom was serving breakfast to me as well as dad, they both are behaving as usual. As usual dad asked me about my study and mom and cooking. It didn’t seem that they both are same person who are talking nasty and dirty to each other and talking so gently with me now.

 

I came to know that every person plays dual or more than two roles and they behave accordingly. But now I started staring mom’s pound, shaky, huge bulging ass whenever I got chance. Her ass cheeks looks dancing up and down in nighty, gown, and skirts. So reader I have long series to go. It is my first story and gives your suggestions too. It will help me to present better story next time. All suggestions are welcome. Soon I will come with next chapter.

 

Zoya and her husband salman moved into a new town consequent upon his transfer and they picked this new apartment complex to live in until they could find a place of their own. Salman was 36 and zoya 32 years old and had been married since she was 28.she had done a lot of research to find one of the better neighborhoods as her husband was now becoming established in a well paying job so they would be able to afford a nicer home than the one they just moved out of. Their marriage was good and although they didn’t have any children, it didn’t bother either one of them as salman wanted to establish his career first before settling down and raising a family. This was one of the reasons for the move. They both decided that it was about time for them to have children. They wanted both; a boy and girl, but would be happy with any combination that they would be blessed with. She was thinking of stopping taking birth control pills so as to pave the way for her pregnancy. The neighbors
in the apartment complex were wonderful. Initially they were both reluctant to move into such a housing area because as a young couple they enjoy their privacy and knew that apartments were hotbeds of neighbor discontent due to parties and loud noises. This apartment on the other hand was quiet and all of the neighbors seemed to be older and more mature. This was a great place for them to live because of the company and safety. One of the neighbors; this story is about him; was a man named ashok, who lived in the unit next to salman and zoya’s. He was in his early thirties and a quiet man. He was quite good looking; about 5’7″ tall and fairly well built – dwarfing zoya’s 5’3″ frame though she was not diminutive herself. He appeared to be the quiet types keeping mostly to him.. His wife sangeeta was vivacious and friendly and used to meet zoya very often..

They were also married only for 2 years. So didn’t have any child. They were just enjoying the young married life…. Zoya’s husband salman had talked to ashok on occasion and they’d become pretty good friends, playing golf, going to watch cricket matches once in a while. For movies all of them would go together and it used to be great fun.. Whenever ashok was around, he’d look at zoya in a different kind of way.. He seemed to be “checking her out” whenever salman wasn’t looking. This didn’t bother her and she didn’t feel threatened because he was always so nice and considerate to them. And besides, zoya worked quite hard to keep her body in shape, so it was somewhat satisfying to be appreciated. She would run every day, and workout, and watch what she ate.. She had never thought about what it’d be like to be with a man because the life she shared with her husband was quite satisfactory and everything in their life seemed to be going well, including their sex life. However sh
e was a person with a strong libido; one who required sex on a regular basis. She had also made a few friends on the net; both male and female and one gentleman who had regular relationships with girls besides his wife used to advise zoya to do so as well. Sex was never far from her thoughts and she treated it in a matter of fact manner. She used to be surprised when she read in the papers or saw in the movies how big an issue infidelity was made out to be. For zoya it was just another pleasurable activity. More so since it could be had with the person she loved; her husband. But she did not consider it wrong if her husband had sex with any other female and she applied the same rule to herself. With such ideas it was surprising that zoya was a virgin when she got married. She had worked in a reputed concern for a few years before her wedding and she had really enjoyed herself when the pre employment medical exam had taken place.. She had not been coy in front of the male doc
tor at all and had willingly stripped and cooperated. As she was leaving she could distinctly see a bulge in the doctor’s trouser and zoya had quietly stifled a chuckle.

The way ashok looked at her when salman wasn’t looking always made her feel special. It was at those moments that she again remembered what salman would at times say ‘a wife should be so sexy that other people should get an erection when they see her and not the other way round.’ and she used to laugh. However she saw to it that her choot was always well shaped. The lips were almost always hairless as salman liked them. On the mound she did maintain some hair in different shapes at times a heart, at times a vertical line. Whenever she’d catch ashok looking, he’d be having a big grin on his face and then just turn away. Zoya took pride in her body, especially her firm breasts and thick nipples. Occasionally zoya wore tight t-shirts and like most young women went without a bra at home. In flats privacies are not watertight and at times sangeeta and ashok had seen her like this. Sangeeta had been nonchalant and had perhaps not even noticed her thick nipples but in front of ashok
she would be somewhat embarrassed because she herself was aware that her nipples would protrude into tiny buttons visible on the front of her shirt. Though she could cover herself with a dupatta she never did. One evening she was in the washroom doing the laundry. This was a chore that no woman likes to do, but was essential. She wanted to finish this task before salman got home from work. She had plans for the night, that didn’t include doing chores. She’d been thinking about salman all day and was looking forward to some really good sex that evening. When she finally finished, she picked up the basket and headed to their balcony to dry the clothes. She could see ashok standing in his balcony smiling at her. She was glad to see him and waved to him. He waved back. Only last week sangeeta went to her parents place for about a month during the school vacations. Zoya asked him to come over for dinner as he was alone. He replied that he ‘hated to eat and run’, he should be goi
ng because he had an important meeting in the morning and he didn’t want to be tired after a late night but that he would drop in for a little while. Things proceeded as usual. Salman and she had a nice dinner after which he went into one of the back rooms to get a magazine that he had borrowed from ashok. She got up from the table to begin the chore of doing the dishes. Ashok walked up behind her and put his hand on her ass and gave it a tight squeeze. She was surprised but couldn’t help noticing that his hand nearly covered one of her cheeks. When she looked at him too dumbfounded to speak, he squeezed it again and whispered thank you again for the invitation. With that, he winked at her, turned and walked away. She was too stunned to react. It frankly left her disturbed but not in an unpleasant sort of way. After that it seemed that ashok was always touching her when salman was not looking. She didn’t mind and felt that it was his way of bonding with a friend. He would ho
ld her hand, touch her bare foot with his toes or give a playful tug on her anklets. It wasn’t sexual except for the time she had called him for dinner and he had fondled her ass, but it really didn’t bother her. She didn’t feel threatened by him. Perhaps… because ashok was likeable and she liked him. One night the dinner did take place. Salman said that he had eaten too much and that he was going for a walk. He asked whether they would like to accompany him. Ashok said that he had to complete a project and hence would be going. Zoya said that she couldn’t accompany him just like that, bare footed. She had to look for her shoes. Salman said ‘forget it, i will soon be back within five minutes so don’t bother.’

As soon as he left, ashok turned to her and put his hands on her shoulders and as she looked up into his eyes, he pulled her close to him and put his lips on hers. She’d been wondering what it would be like to kiss him, but that is about as far as the thought went until that moment. His lips were soft and warm. He felt as powerful as he held her and she could feel her resistance melt almost immediately. The kiss actually felt really good and just the thought of doing it, made it feel quite exciting. The kiss was not just a peck on the lips, but one that began to linger. She opened her lips and his tongue began to brush lightly against them. The soft sensuous feeling of his tongue sent shivers up her back. While kissing, he grabbed her hand and pulled it down between them placing it on his lund , which had become stiff and was probably the biggest lund zoya had ever felt in her life and she had not felt too many but it appeared to be among the biggest she had seen. She gave it
a squeeze; a formal sort; after all what is a lady expected to do when her hand is on a lund . The first thought that went through her head was that she didn’t know how sangeeta could put this thing inside herself. She had once mentioned shyly that her husband was quite big there and that if zoya ever had to put it inside her she would know that sex with him unless one was extremely aroused was not so enjoyable. It was indeed bigger than what zoya had imagined. Sangeeta was right. After all he was her husband. As they broke the kiss, he told her that he had wanted to do that for quite some time. Zoya blushed and remained kept quiet not really knowing what to say.

That night as she lay in bed with her husband, she couldn’t help but think of the day’s happenings. Salman was asleep, but she was not even close to being tired. Sure, the intercourse that she had with her husband was good but doing it with someone else seemed thrilling. All the times that he had apparently inadvertently touched her and the winks he had given her were all beginning to mean something to her now. She knew that he and salman were good friends but the relationship between ashok and her was different. There seemed to be more of a man and woman bond than just friendship. Although nothing sexual had happened, she couldn’t help wondering if it would, now that he had put her hand on his lund . She couldn’t start being unfaithful to her husband, especially now that they were planning on making a baby, but the thought of having sex with ashok was now on her mind. Since it was sunday the next day, she decided that she would talk to ashok. With the desire that she now had
, she decided k wo askok se ek baar to chudh sakti hai. She couldn’t do it with him more than that and she’d tell him. She had to see how that his lund looked like and what it was like inside her choot. Sangeeta had been having fun with it for far too long and that too alone. Zoya convinced herself that her intention was not to cheat on her husband but well just to figure out what another lund felt like. In her hand, mouth and choot. Apne pati ke alawa kisi aur se kewal ek baar chudhne mein kya harj hai.! She asked herself. Impulsive, or over sexed, or anything but she just had to have a go at that, just once. With that, she fell asleep.

The next morning as she was preparing breakfast for salman, he told her that he would be away for a couple if days on business tour as he got the message early in the morning when she was asleep. She had some feelings of guilt for even entertaining the idea of making love to ashok. The more she thought of it, the more the feelings were replaced with feelings of lust. By the time salman left for the business tour, she couldn’t wait to see ashok. As soon as salman was out of the door, she called ashok on the phone and told him to come over to the house when he was dressed as she’d like to talk to him. He said that he would come over right away. She told him there was no hurry but he said that nevertheless he would come. About fifteen minutes later there was a soft knocking on the door. She was still in her nighty with nothing underneath and after apologizing to ashok she made some coffee. She told him that she’d been thinking about the previous night and their friendship. She t
old him that she could see the way things were going and she really wasn’t disappointed. With a knot forming in the pit of her stomach, she asked him if he’d like to make love to her. He looked at her with astonishment on his face, and said that it would be the answer to his prayers. She told him that she had been thinking about him also, but that he could only do it this one time. She didn’t want it to happen ever again because she and salman were planning on making a family and sex with somebody else after she stopped taking pills would not be right. When she got up to clear the table, ashok came towards her and turned her towards him. Her back was against the kitchen counter. She looked into his eyes and could again see the look she’d seen before. She now recognized it as lust, as his lips lowered to meet her again.. Ashok was wearing shorts and as they kissed, she reached between their bodies and could feel his stiff lund . Again she was amazed at his erection and her bo
dy began to tingle just thinking that in a few moments he might be attempting to push it into her choot. Ashok reached out and pulled her robe open.

She wasn’t wearing anything underneath and his hand slipped down between her legs to the wet spot. She bent her legs slightly as his hand went between them. His middle finger immediately found her stiff little button and she almost came as he rubbed the sticky fluid from her choot on her clit. His finger slid into her depths. His hand was large so was his finger. So many thought clouded zoya’s mind. Letting him have fun was one thing; after all that wasn’t adultery. But kisi se chudhwana doosri baat. Could she do it? Should she do it? Ashok fingered her choot until she just about collapsed leaning against the counter. He lifted her up and sat her on the counter top edge. Her legs spread on either side of his waist. He took her exposed breasts in both his hands. ‘Lovely. Absolutely lovely.waaaahhh aplana bhabhi kkya chuchiya hai… lovely boobs.. I love them’ he said squeezing them gently and then gradually he rolled her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. In the process
her nipples became wet with her own juices. It took no time for them to become erect and her choot became even wet. Slowly and so agonizingly he brought his mouth down and without letting his tongue come in contact with the nipples took it between his teeth and looking into her eyes bit it lightly. God! She moaned uncontrollably. Sangeeta was right. She was the one who had told me that your boobs were absolutely juicy. I felt their heat and that’s why i use to get hard on when ever i looked them. Sachh zoya tumhare boobs kisi bhi mard ka lund khada kar denge. These were the words she had used and she was absolutely right. You know your choot is different as compared to sangeeta’s but certainly the type that i like. Tumhari ye ubhari huyi gulabi choot..aaahhaa. . Lagta hai gulab ki do tazi pankhudi chipki huyi hai.. Kitni gori aur chikni hai. And he put his hands there. Aahhhh..ashoooooook kk.. Mar jaungiii maii….she pressed his hands on her choot lips. Ashok kissed her lip
s and said “stupid question but obviously you have not had the opportunity of seeing sangeeta nude?’

It was then that she recalled that one day sangeeta had come to their house and had asked her to try on a t shirt since it was big for her.. She thought of going to another room since she did not leave but she had smiled and told zoya not to be shy. So she had tried on the t shirt in front of her and it was then that she would have noticed her breasts. And she had promptly told her husband. He came closer and she could see him bend. Towards her choot. ‘You know i have a panty fetish. Pity you are not wearing one right now or else i would have certainly taken it. Next time perhaps.’ zoya was too aroused to listen to him but nevertheless she nodded. She felt his breath …then his lips….it was agonizing. Her choot lips were aching for him to do more….he licked around her labia…then little kisses followed by firmer use of his tongue until zoya found herself thrusting her lower body up to meet his lips. His lips closed over her clit and it was as if an electric shock ran th
rough her body as he sucked it into his mouth, the tongue swirling over it releasing all the pent up desire that had been generated as the waves of pleasure coursed through her. She screamed….ohhhh. .ashoookkk… kya kar rahe hain aap ! He held her firm as her orgasm shuddered its way through her body. Zoya wanted more. However she took control of herself and shook her head to find her bearings.. ‘No, i have not seen sangeeta’s choot.’ he backed up momentarily, made a gesture as if to say ‘oh i see’ and proceeded to pull his shorts down to his knees. He was not wearing any underwear and a big dick emerged. The head was big and the skin was normal. His shaft was almost a perfect dark brown color, and was knotty and veined, the foreskin covering the head. ‘ Aapka lund to kafi mota aur bara hai. Sangeeta ka kya haal karte honge aap.’

Zoya said. Ashok laughed uncertainly. ‘May i touch it?” of course.. Ye tumhare liye hi hai… Meri zoya…ise haise chaho pyaar karo..’ he replied. Zoya proceeded to wrap her fingers around his erect lund and pulled the foreskin back. ‘You know sometime back i had read a novel where the protagonist too was similarly endowed and had a great time with ladies. What did your girlfriends have to say about this?’ ashok laughed again. ‘What do you think? Why don’t you ask sangeeta? You….you comfortable with orals?’ he asked. Zoya nodded and proceeded to wrap her lips around it.
‘wo to main kar dungi lekin mujhe nai lagta k main issko apne andar le paungi. Aap sangeeta ho roz chodhte hain?’

‘ye bhi koi poochne ki baat hai. Salman bhi to tumko roz chodhte honge.’

‘haan! Ye to hai. Lekin aap ye na sochiyega k jab tak sangeeta nahi aati aap mujhe bhi chodhte rahenge.

Sirf ek baar. Theek hai?’

She teased the tip with her tongue and attempted to take it fully inside her mouth.. She took more into her mouth, leaving little lipstick marks on the uncircumcised member that would soon be giving her pleasure. To some extent she did succeed and could feel him moan with pleasure. Now she decided that the time had come to let her other lips i.e. choot lips have a taste of this. His oral assault had accelerated her desire. She knew that perhaps it would hurt, but she was willing to try. After all when a married woman is willing to try another lund one can’t be too choosey. At this point she couldn’t have stopped him anyway. She could see the end was glistening with pre-cum as he guided it to her choot-lips. ‘Wrap your legs around me.’ he said and she silently but willingly complied. He laid his lund onto zoya’s choot, the shaft resting on her lips. Zoya was trembling now, wanting him inside her as he forced her legs further back. Ashok moved his shaft up and down her crack wh
ich was slippery and soft. He still hadn’t entered her. She recalled having seen something akin to this in an x rated film. It was a good thing that her choot was so wet because when he tried to enter her, he stretched her lips as far as they would go. She had never had anything in her as big as that and she suddenly remembered sangeeta’s words. She would have perhaps preferred one with a more reasonable and size. Her clit was stretched tight against the top of his lund as he worked it in slowly. For a second, she thought it was going to be a futile attempt to let this man fuck her, and then she could feel its length slowly begin to enter her.

She could feel the head of his lund as it pushed into her a little at a time. Zoya didn’t want to stop. She was very aroused at this point. Ashok’s lund head split the outer lips….zoya clenched his hand as she took the first few inches…..but there was more to go and it got thicker down the length. Ashok came out. Then in….each stroke getting him further inside her body. Finally with a grunt he inserted it fully inside her choot. Her face was covered in perspiration and the feeling of fullness was awesome as he started a rhythmic thrusting into her. Her belly trembled under this assault and her hands clutched his back, her long painted nails digging into his flesh. Just watching what he was doing to her, was driving her over the edge. His hips moved back and forth slowly and as his lund became sticky with her juice, it inched into her. Finally she could feel his balls touching her ass and as she looked down between them, she could clearly see his lund was deep inside her
. The first time that a lund other than her husband’s was exploring the secrets of her choot. She did not know his experiences with other pussies and she didn’t care. Her hips worked back and forth and the feeling was incredible. Almost immediately her choot began to convulse in an intense orgasm. When it tightened around his lund , he must have been overwhelmed by the feeling also. She could feel his lund begin to throb and the head swelled to a size that wouldn’t let it out of her immediately.

Her choot had a death-grip on his lund and wouldn’t let him withdraw. His attempts to pull it out proved somewhat unsuccessful. While apologizing for doing it, he began to shoot his sticky sperm deep inside of her tummy. She could feel his lund expand each time the head unloaded its hot creamy load into her. Ashok held her tight against him until their orgasms subsided. It wasn’t until minutes later that his lund began to get flaccid, that he was able to withdraw his cum soaked lund from deep within her choot. She told him he didn’t need to apologize, but she would need to go into the bathroom and clean up. He kissed her again. As zoya got down from the counter top, a big gob of his white cum began to drip from her stretched choot. She couldn’t believe how much he had pumped into her. Her choot felt like it would never be the same. She had never stretched it as much as it had just been and the lips were swollen and almost sore. But ashok seemed to have some thing else in his
mind. He picked zoya up and took her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. He slid into bed next to her and she could feel the heat of his body.. He held her face with both hands and lowered his head next to herd on the pillow and brushed his lips against hers. Zoya was hot but still she managed a laugh. ‘What is it that you have in mind? Humne faisla kiya tha na k apko chodhne ka kewal ek mauka dungi. One means one. Your quota is over now. ”Come on. One means one time. Not necessarily one discharge. ‘She laughed again. ‘Ok. Make the most of this one chance.’she could feel one of his hands grip her ass and pull her tight against him. Though zoya was not very keen; after all how much can one get fucked; but he perhaps had not even masturbated since sangeeta had gone away and was making up for lost time. His lund was like an iron rod that was pressed its length between their bellies.. Zoya immediately pulled her leg up and over the top of his. She was open now for him to pla
y. They kissed and touched; he sucked on her breasts and made her nipples become as stiff as marbles. She could have almost cum again without him touching her.. She had my hand around his lund when he threw the covers back and grabbed her legs with both of his hands and pulled them apart.. He planted himself on top of her and told her that he couldn’t wait any longer, that he wanted his lund inside her choot. Again, she was quite thankful that her choot was extremely wet with the previous climax. Ashok guided his lund to the entrance of her choot and slowly eased his weight down on top of her. In two thrusts it was inside her. They would have been locked together again, but he made her lie on her back and pushed her knees back against her chest allowing him deeper penetration inside her. The more he reamed his lund in and out of her looser and more sensitive her choot lips became. She told him that if he wanted he could squirt his load of cum inside of her and perhaps that i
s what he wanted to hear because at that moment he withdrew all but the bulbous head from her choot-lips and said. ‘Just one more request. Doggy style,’ she nodded. He pulled her hips until she was on her knees and elbows. She spread her legs apart and arched her back so her choot was exposed to him. Ashok mounted her from the rear and it was easier for him to penetrate her . He pulled her hips tight against his pelvis and she knew that she could feel the tip of his lund touching her choot lips. She braced herself as he slammed his lund into her for about five minutes before he let loose with another load of hot searing sperm. She could feel the hot jets of liquid squirt deep inside of her. Again and again the liquid spewed from the slit at the end of his lund . When he finally finished she could feel a large amount of his sperm squirt from her choot and leak down the cheeks of her ass and onto the sheets. Her eyes wandered towards the wall clock… it’s late. You better get
going. My maid will be here any time. Aur aap bhi hudd karte hain. Kya koi apni parosan
A few days passed uneventfully. One evening ashok happened to see salman and zoya as they were leaving to attend some social function. Zoya was wearing a black saree. She had on a halter neck blouse and the saree was tied at least three to four inches below her belly button. Ashok tried hard not to stare but couldn’t help it. She was looking very pretty.. A unique combination of exquisite dressing and tasteful jewellery. Ashok awoke the next morning reflecting on the night before. He felt his lund begin to grow.. He pulled his lund out and began to gently stroke it. He thought better of it when he heard someone get in the shower. He put his dick back in his underwear, threw on some jeans, and slipped out of the bedroom door bare chest, heading down the stairs. He hoped it was salman in the shower and that zoya was downstairs, not the other way around. He heard a dish rattling as someone was getting coffee. He rounded the corner and there she was. Zoya was wearing just a long
shirt down to her knees, and panties underneath. She turned her head when she heard a noise behind her, and she smiled a nervous smile when she saw ashok. ‘You.. You shouldn’t be here.’ she cried. You are such a tease.. I just couldn’t help it.’ ashok replied. ‘But salman is around. And we had decided that we would do it only once. ”I… i know but salman is in the bathroom and after last evening i couldn’t control myself. Please try to understand. I know you love salman and he too must be loving you. I too love you. I can’t really help it, can i? Sangeeta is also not here and even if she was she is well, okay. But she is my wife and i love her also. I know as a lady you wish to avoid any activity that may lead to pregnancy. If you are off the pills, let me know and i’ll go right away.. But at this moment i need you. As a friend. Please don’t refuse me. ”Okay. I won’t but try to understand. Don’t be greedy. Aap ek baar to chodh chuke hain na mujhe. Just as we had decided s
o lets stop here. We can do two things. Either we stop this fucking right now. It would be embarrassing for me to be caught either by salman or by sangeeta with your lund in my choot. After all my idea was not to be unfaithful but to experiment. Agar aap mujhe chodhna chahte hain baar baar to hame kuch aisa karma hoga k salman bhi to sangeeta ko chodhen’. ‘I don’t mind but please don’t waste this time. Please.’ he begged. It was true that his presence was not an unpleasant surprise her crotch had begun to tingle with excitement just at the sight of him. What he said broke down whatever little resolve she had to refuse him. She too had noticed ashok’s stare the previous evening but had pretended to ignore it. Just as salman had started the car, she had looked at ashok and given him a teasing smile. She was surprised when he slipped his arms around her waist and his lips were on hers. It was true that the shower was going and she knew that salman was out of the way but it was
risky nevertheless. Her mouth sucked on his lip eagerly as his hands slid up over her shirt to grasp her breasts. “mmmm…” she moaned into his mouth as his hands kneaded them erotically. Tingles of arousal shot from her breasts straight down to her crotch, and her choot moistened. The young demure wife was helpless when he spun her around, and her arms went around his neck. They kissed passionately, tongues exploring each other’s mouth as he pressed her against the counter. He squeezed her ass cheeks through her shirt as they made out, and zoya was very conscious of the bulge in his jeans pressed against her belly. She broke the kiss and began to kiss at his chest, her tongue snaking out and teasing at his nipple. She allowed him to lift her up onto the counter and she watched, passively as he slid her shirt up above her waist. She placed her feet at the edge of the counter on either side of him, showing him her white cotton panties. Her vagina was buzzing uncontrollably no
w, anticipating the attention she would soon receive. Ashok knelt down between her legs,

Impatient, she reached down with one hand between her legs. He watched her as she slowly eased her panties to one side, exposing first little curls of her pubic hair, and then the swollen pink lips of her choot. She looked down at the man between her legs, desire in her eyes, holding her panties aside for him. He looked into her eyes as his lips touched her cunt in a kiss. More tingles shot up her shapely body and she had to stifle a moan. His tongue snaked out and he slowly licked from the bottom of her delicious choot up to the top, nudging her clitoris when he got there. He slid his tongue in between the folds of her cunt, tasting her, gathering her juices. He sucked the lips of her choot into his mouth and he began to run his tongue lightly up and down them, causing her to squirm before him. “ohhh…” she sighed, subtly writhing her crotch in his face as he ate her out. He released her lips, his tongue sneaking up to her clit. He teased her sensitive button with his tongu
e, lightly running a circle around it. She placed her feet on his shoulders, unable to sit still.. Suddenly, he sucked her tiny clitoris into his mouth, trapping it between his lips.!” she gasped, a little too loudly as bolts of pleasure fired throughout her body. Ashok ran his tongue lightly but rapidly back and forth across the clit that he held between his lips, knowing she was getting closer to the edge. He released her clit, and using long, soft strokes, began to lap at the little nub over and over again.…” she whispered, feeling an orgasm approach. His tongue was unrelenting, using those long, gentle strokes, she writhed her cunt into his face. “unh!….” was all she could squeak out as orgasm hit her full force. Her heart was pounding, her breath wouldn’t come, the inner walls of her choot were pulsating. She stretched her legs out behind his head as he continued lapping at her cunt. “oh god!” she gasped, finally able to catch her breath as her orgasm subsided a lit
tle. Ashok stood up, pulling his lund out of his jeans as he did so. Zoya stared hungrily at the lund he held in his hand. She had seen, felt it earlier too but she was again mesmerized by it. Her one hand still held her panties to one side as she reached for his lund with the other. Her hand gripped his shaft as he stepped closer. She eagerly ran it down the puckered lips of her wet choot, stopping only when it reached her entrance. In the back of their minds, both were aware of the shower still running. He stared down at the sight of his lund pressed against the pink and slightly opened lips of her choot. He pushed forward and watched them part for him, allowing him to squeeze inside. “ohhhh…” she sighed as she felt her choot slowly fill up. He just kept pushing, her horny choot taking more and more of his long lund until finally, he was inside her all the way in just one stroke. She was hot and her choot muscles had a tight grip on his lund , and he just kept himself de
ep inside her for a moment, cherishing the intense feelings that had overcome him. Still holding her panties to the side with one hand, zoya reached up with the other and pulled his head down to her. Her searching lips found his and they kissed passionately, tongues exploring as he slowly pulled his rod out of her partway. He jammed it back in, hard, and she gasped in his mouth as a bolt of pleasure shot up her body once again. They held each other close as he began to slide himself in and out of her needy choot, her feet were flailing helplessly behind his thrusting ass. Salman continued having his shower, having no idea that his good friend was right down stairs with his lund buried in his wife and that too with her consent. Zoya, meanwhile, was on the verge of another orgasm. This man’s lund touched her so differently! It felt so good sliding in and out of her like that! She came, moaning, breaking the kiss. Ashok leaned back and watched his dick slide in and out of the p
ink folds of her choot, her tiny hand holding those panties so far to the side he was su

Ashok’s jeans were around his ankles, his underwear around his knees, and his ass was thrusting full speed in between zoya’s wide open legs. He would hear her stifled moans of ecstasy. Ashok continued to pound into her, he could feel his balls begin to heat up and he knew it wouldn’t be long now. He moaned, jack hammering into her a few more times quickly. He grunted, lund jerking inside her, letting loose a thick stream of his hot cum. His dick jerked again, another load of his semen firing inside her. They moaned in unison as he half collapsed on her, his dick still trickling. They both realized suddenly, that the shower had stopped, and neither had an idea how long that was the case. His lips found hers and they kissed for a moment as he softened inside her. Then they broke it off and he slipped his semi hard penis out of her full choot, pulled up his pants and underwear, quickly pocketed her panties after taking them off her bare feet where they had slid down and went awa
y as quickly as he had come. She tried to protest when he pocketed her panties but there was no time so she just let the shirt fall back in place. She felt some cum dribble down her legs as she became busy with domestic chores. Salman came down moments later, ready for breakfast. Zoya froze. She knew that her husband too had a strong
Libido and he got aroused whenever he saw her skimpily attired. Even that was fine but he fondled her breasts and often his wayward hand wandered towards her choot. He would certainly be surprised at her wetness and that too while doing something as mundane as preparing breakfast. She told salman that breakfast was ready and started going towards her room but was promptly stopped midway. You are looking very sexy and i would say your face has a particular glow… akin to what you have when you are aroused.’ salman said as his hand found her breast under the shirt. Zoya knew that there was only one way to avoid what would be a catastrophe. ‘Come on! If you are in the mood, say so. Why pass it on to me?’ she said as she unzipped his trouser and took out his semi erect lund that was gradually hardening. ‘Hey, i got to go to the office.’ salman protested. Zoya just ignored him as she licked his lund like a cone before her lips engulfed it in her mouth. Her eyes met that of her hu
sband and she enjoyed the sensation as he gradually stiffened in her mouth. She expelled it from her mouth and for a moment watched it glistening with her saliva. She then took just the head in her mouth and slowly sucked as much of it inside as her mouth could accommodate. Slowly she increased the tempo and it was not long before salman discharged. Zoya kept the lund firmly inside her mouth; she was thinking what a strange day it was. When she had got up she had no idea that she would be having cum in both set of lips that nature had given her..

While her choot lips had enjoyed ashok’s cum her facial lips were filled with her husband’s cum. ‘That was great.’ salman said and before going insisted on licking her choot despite her protestations. …does salman even know that in addition to my juices, he has also got a taste of ashok’s cum. Salman quickly went to his bedroom and it was at that moment the bell rang. She opened the door to find ashok with a plate. It often happened that she would send something edible to his house especially when his wife was away. ‘Hi! Where is salman?’ he enquired cautiously. ‘In the bathroom.’ she replied innocently. Immediately ashok slammed his lips over hers and before she could react he had pried her mouth open and sucked her tongue, his hands over her buttocks. He released her as quickly as he had grabbed her. Zoya couldn’t help laughing.. What was happening? What did providence have in store for her? First salman had tasted ashok though her and now the reverse had happened. Ashok
too had tasted salman’s cum through her. Before she could say anything to ashok salman also came out into the drawing cum dining room. She knew that it gave salman a kick to see her skimpily attired especially in the house. This was however the first time that he would see her this way i.e. in just a long shirt and that too without panties (though of course it was not possible to make out that she was pantyless) in front of another man. She watched her husband closely but he appeared quite nonchalant. Ashok and salman met one another formally. Ashok thanked them both for taking care of his needs when his wife was away. Zoya realized that ashok was speaking the truth. She was indeed taking care of his many needs. Soon ashok excused himself and left followed by salman. She heard salman’s car start and she immediately dialed ashok. ‘Why did you kiss me?’ she enquired. ‘I.. I am sorry. Just couldn’t control myself. I was feeling horny.’ ashok replied. ‘Horny? When you had discha
rged just about half an hour back? Ashok, please realize. This is risky. I could have been seen by anyone… the maid, even salman.’ ‘i understand but what the hell! I mean if a man can have two wives, why can’t you have two husbands?’ ashok said.

‘Sure, why not?’ zoya said sarcastically ‘ so why don’t you talk to salman? And if that is difficult why not tell sangeeta that henceforth you will also be zoya’s husband? ”I guess you are right. I shouldn’t have done that.’ he replied. ‘Good. Learn to keep your lund in control. Too much playing around with a choot can be bad for its health.’ zoya said tongue in cheek and hung up. She sat and mulled over the day’s developments. If things had to carry on as they were carrying on she would have to involve either salman or sangeeta so that they could have a threesome at least and the risk could be substantially reduced. Thereafter the fourth person could also be involved but the question was how to go about it and who to tackle first; her husband or ashok’s wife.

Threesome with Bi-couple in Islamabad
This is my first story for any website so please forgive me for any mistake in advance.
I am Asif 22 years old fat guy from Islamabad , Pakistan , I am writing this Story based on my experience , to tell about myself , I am Studying at reputed University in Islamabad, I Started reading sex stories at age 0f 17 on different Pakistani and Indian sites, By reading Stories I got interested in Group sex , although at that time I only had experience of Masturbation, Later I got experience of sex with 2 females who are professionals but I found myself more attracted towards mature woman and because of excess reading of group sex stories I develop fantasy of group sex, I started searching for that from social networking sites as people from Pakistan know that how difficult is to get sex in Pakistan, I got replies from couples interested in threesome but all are fakes and some are professional who want to earn money which I don’t have.  After 4 months Struggle I found one real couple of middle age, Shams 38 and Marukh 35, they were from Karachi but because of job sett
led in Islamabad. After Chat of few days we decided to meet and they said that after meeting me they will decide to go on or not, We decided to meet in McDonald’s Islamabad, We chatted on general things there and I found both broad minded and decent, Marukh   was not very fair colored but she has maintained perfect attractive body with breast size of 30 I guess, Shams has little tummy and clean shaved. Our meeting remained for one hour and we also had meal there. After one hour I received sms from Shams that they like me especially my simplicity. I also replied with good comments for them. Our chit, chat went for one more week than they invited me to their apartment at 10 Saturday because their 10 year old son, and 7 year old daughter were in School that time and Shams Saturday is Off. I reach their home and carried a cake as good gesture, Shams greeted me on the door and take me to Lounge where he is watching TV and Marukh was in kitchen and he told her about my arrival,
After 10 minutes she came with Cold drinks and some stuff to eat, she also joined us and after we finish eating, she went to kitchen and Shams Started Planning Proceedings with me. We decided to start from watching porn group movie, which he played on their 40inches TV, it was my first experience of watching porn on somewhere other than PC. Movie Started with 2 man and 2 woman sitting and chatting, Shams asked Marukh to come , Marukh joined and site alongside her husband on couch, after 5 minutes and sit with Shams, Know from Last 20 minutes sex was going on Screen but we all were sitting silent , I was hesitant and waiting for some move by couple although I was feeling my  precum drops , After few minutes Shams took initiative and deeply kissed Marukh , although Marukh was hesitant still, than Shams took his and shirt off and said that first they will start and asked me to join in between. We went to their bedroom which was prepared well. They started kissing again and Sham
s ask to help remove Marukh dress, we remove his Kameez and shalwar and she was shy during that and Shams ask her to relax, she was in bra and panty and he asked me to start kissing I start with soft kiss on lips and cheeks and I hug her and started playing with his body which she was also enjoying. Shams removed his pant and underwear and join with standing dick of 6.5” I guess, She asked her to suck which she did but she was not good in sucking because she started  sucking few weeks ago after impressing from Porn movies. Than shams ask me to remove her bra and panty which I did slowly know the couple was naked and I was one with clothes on. They started in 69 position and ask me to remove my clothes which I did , and I went to  Marukh face for blow job , but she was unable to manage two cocks at same time so Shams took out his and she started sucking my 5” inches cock, which she was enjoying. After sucking I went to her boobs and sucked her boobs and she got impressed
by my sucking ability. Than Shams hold me back and pointed to pussy but gave me condom t
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Hi everyone. Really appreciate the response received for my earlier incidence narrated around a month ago. Lemme wish u all a Happy New Year to start with. I’m a 25 yr old guy from Pune, 6ft 1inch tall & athletic built attributed to my 3 days a week swimming routines. By Goods grace & maybe genetics am thankfully well endowed @ the right place too.

This incidence happened back in 2006. I had just completed my graduation & joined Infosys. Being my 1st regular job, I was quite discrete & embittered corporate manners and relations with all. However I noticed that generally the work environment @ the project I was involved with was quite casual in nature.

I have attractive facial features too & was poked by friends as chocolate boy when in college. Cos of my reserved or formal nature @ office, girls/women considered me to be the serious types and always turned up to me for my views & suggestions on various topics, which I generously obliged.

Since I was on an US project we had to work in shifts @ night. Once my colleague Simmy approached me with a situation in her life. It seems she had a very good friend who was smart looking & actually in love with another girl. The problem was that he claimed that he wasn’t sexually satisfied with his girlfriend & had approached Simmy to help him out of this frustration (sexually).

Now Simmy was confused as to what decision must be taken, since she never had a bf and was sexually desperate too. However she feared that she didn’t want to be a blot in her good friends otherwise serious relation.

To cut long story short, when she asked me what is to be done, I told her that her friend was just fooling around and all he wanted to do is sleep with her. Also, this would have been ok if she didn’t have the post act guilt. Rather steer clear and find a suitable sexual partner for herself.

I reassured her that she was attractive enough and cud give any girl a run for their money. She then asked me directly, which physical aspect of her appealed me the most.. Now Simmy had proportioned breasts and a nice figure although she was a bit short, but i liked her ass. I told her so, and she exclaimed she never thought so.I elaborated on how full & spongy her ass appeared through her jeans and she said, “Its even better without jeans”

We had to rush back now since our break time was almost over and we went back to our work stations. Then after 2 days, I met Simmy again in the office we entered the lift & it was just d 2 of us.

Simmy: What do u think of my ass today?
Me: Nice & shapely, with a different wiggle today though while u walk.
Simmy: When did u notice that?
Me: I was walking right behind u before we entered the lift.

Soon we were at our floor & she slowly whispered, loud enough for only me to hear, “Am wearing a new thong underwear” after a pause she again said, “Red”I knew by now that she was interested in talking naughty to me.
During our 15 min tea break she met me again and asked me whats your color? I just meekly smiled. She said “come on, i told u mine its only fair u told me yours too..” I told her I was wearing a gray-ash color tongue.

Over our tea she said, “Don’t mind I’ve heard tall guys with longish fingers like yours have bigger things hidden down there, how true is it?”
Me: “Well, on a personal front its absolutely true, however I don’t know about others…”She smacked her lips drinking the tea, & casually winked at me.
Guys if this wasn’t my office colleague I would’ve definitely made a move and talked her to my bed.

We went back to our work. Soon I got a message on our official IM from Simmy, lets go out for dinner in break(since we were working at nights, so dinner instead of lunch). After another 2 hours I again got a ping from her that she’s leaving for the break and would meet me at our office gate. I reached there just in time when she did and we moved out. I knew we weren’t going to have food.

Now anyone who lives in Pune & has seen the IT Park @ Hinjewadi wud know the prospects of being secluded at different spots. We walked along the pathways when she asked me how many girls have I been with till date. Then she told me that she was been touched & kissed by 2 guys till now and had done orals with them but nothing more than that.

Simmy started walking closer to me and a step behind too. Gradually her chest started touching my arms faintly at start and then it was as if she was leaning on me. I stopped and asked her looking into her eyes, “what do u want? I like being asked for it rather than playing around.”

Simmy: “Oh u rascal, I wanna see that cock of urs about which u boasted about. I wanna see if its for real..”
Me: Ok, but I hope u know what I want in bargain. Ur spongy ass.

We soon shifted behind 2 adjacent trees along the pathways. Being 12:30 in night and streetlight far away, I know there won’t be any walker by at this hour and if any vehicle passed us, it was so dark behind the trees that anyone could notice.

Simmy now started removing my shirt tucked in my pants and put her hand under it and was feeling my naked wide chest.She hugged me and drew her nails along my back. I bend a bit as she was short and grabbed her ass. It was very soft. I held her ass cheeks in my big palms and lifted her up.

It was as if she was sitting on my hands now and we smooched deeply. Being a woman with small body frame, her mouth was small too and my long tongue snaked in and could feel her tonsils at beginning of her throat. She gagged a bit and parted.

I said “dear id you’ve got issues wit my tongue, i wonder how r u gonna take my cock.”Simmy: Yeah that’s what I want more, leave me lemme have a look at ur cock.

Simmy got down on her knees and looked around before unzipping me whether anyone was watching. I unbuckled my belt for her and she pulled down my pants with d inner wear.She 1st cupped my balls and just stared at the length of meat in front of her. Simmy looked up in my eyes and growled softly “U r lovely.”

She hadn’t yet touched my cock with her hands. She turned her head a bit such that she was right under my penis and moved up, gulping the head of my cock between her luscious fat lips. She sucked the cock head and licked the tip while her hands caressed my thighs.

This act was turning me on and my cock start getting harder within seconds. I think Simmy could sense the taughtiness in my penis nerves and muscles. She moaned with my cock in her mouth sending vibrations.
My penis started rising now which also caused Simmy to raise her head upwards.

She was so engrossed in sucking me that she might have not noticed the 2 call center cabs going past us along the road. Obviously we were not been seen or noticed.Simmy now brought up her hand to hold the base of my penis and gripped it hard. Her mouth tried to take my entire manhood inside but all she could reach was half of my penis. The rest half was being held and pumped by her hand.

She bent down and licked my balls. I guided her head closer towards the ball sack. She looked up questioning & I told her to suck in the balls in her mouth and play with tongue. She did as was told for 5 mins or more and then stood up.

Simmy: “I’ve never sucked balls before. Its awesome to play with them with tongue in the mouth. Thanks”

She kissed me full on my lips. As i bent down to kiss her, I unbottoned her jeans and removed them from her legs completely. I kept the jeans on 1 of the tree branches. I was really Hot! I turned her around & played with her spongy ass.

Simmy was getting a bit nervous now since if we were busted by anyone now she had no escape route as she was almost nude waist down.
I asked her to relax and started rubbing her clit. Her new red thong was already wet with her juices which had oozed out earlier. I slid in a finger and started moving it. She had no hymen skin. When I told her that she said she had ruptured it with a ink pen a few years back and still masturbated with it.

What a horny bitch, I thought. I inserted another finger into her tight pussy and made small motions 1st, understanding that she wasn’t habitual to thicker insertions. As i sensed her vaginal lips & muscles being accustomed to 2 fingers, I turned her around to face me now.

Again I lifter simmy in my hands and started kissing her neck and ears and licking them. Holding her light body in one arm, i parted the thong near her vagina. Simmy’s legs were already wrapped around my waist and i eased her drenched pussy on the tip of my cock with just the top or head moving inside.I looked back at Simmy’s face whose mouth was open to form a perfect “O” and eyes blaring out. I just smiled at her and told her that she’s gonna enjoy every bit of what was to follow.”R u ready Simmy?”

She just nodded her head in affirmation, and I let her slide down my cock slowly with her weight. Once she was proportionately down with the tip of my cock touching & feeling her uterus wall, i should her there and stopped more of her gliding.Simmy removed her left hand from my shoulder and felt the insertion of my cock in her vagina with her hand.

Simmy: “There’s still 2inches of u outside me… Good! you are so Big!”
She then again held my neck. I started moving her up and down on my cock while holding her lovely soft ass in my hands & pressing them @ same time as supporting them.

It wasn’t more than 7 minutes that I felt her vagina convulsing and i knew she was gonna have an orgasm. I started moving her faster on my cock and she dug her face in my shoulders. Soon i felt wetness around my balls and I knew Simmy was oozing out her cum juices. I further increased her speed and now Simmy was biting my shoulder like a crazy wild cat who wants to tear apart the flesh.

I loved this mix of sensations of pleasure & pain in my body and was soon to cum. I lifted Simmy over my cock & told her I’m gonna cum. As I placed her back on the ground she stumped for support and had lost her balance. She stood up while I was still shaking of my penis to shoot of the load of cum.

Simmy now knelt in front of me and pulled up her t-shirt and bra to expose her tits/boobs with dark nipples. Simmy asked me to cum over her breasts and started jerking and moving her hands over my cock. I was on the hilt of ecstasy and with 1 long but silent moan I shot off the thick cum which fell across Simmy’s cheeks rather than her boobs. The 2nd, 3rd and all the rest of the cum were well deposited on her chest.

I was panting & closed my eyes for a while. When I opened them again I saw Simmy spreading my cum over her chest & around her nipples.
I realized we were late on our break and gave a call to our Operations Manager that Simmy had fainted off & is feeling very weak. I told him that I’d leave her to Ladies Dormitory to rest and be back to work in another 15 mins.

Simmy had worn her clothes till then and thanked me cos she really didn’t want to work after such a splendid session. She said she was glad I was the 1st guy to enter her since she enjoyed every bit of it with the fear of being caught too..As I left Simmy to Ladies Dormitory in office, she stuffed something in my pocket and said it was a gift from her. I started taking it out, and she said “Not here, in Private.”

On my way back I went to gents toilet and locked it & pulled out the stuff from my pocket. It was Simmy’s New Red Thong she was wearing tonight. I stuffed it back in my pocket and went to my work station.My acquaintances with Simmy continued only on just 2 more occasions before she got married and moved over to another city.Kindly lemme know what do u think of my experience on my mail id: erotic.guy@rediffmail.com. I would invite suggestions too if there were any with regards to my style of writing & presentation.

I grew up in a rural Maharashtrian village. I was tall for my age of
16 years, about 5′7″ and thin. I had round breast with big pointed
nipples, thin waist and well moulded buttocks and tapering legs. My
color was slight dark and my face was oval shaped. I had slanted eyes,
thin pointed and slighltly upturned nose, pouting lips and good even
teeth, which sparkled when I smiled. I was not considered beautiful in
a traditional way but by the age of 16, I could observe that most men
were giving me sly looks in the village. My parents were traditional
farmers and we were poor. I had two younger brothers. There would not
be much food for us on most of the days. We had a village school and
all three of us used to attend the school. I was a good student and my
teachers used to encourage me to study hard. I was fluent in Marathi
(my mother tongue) and could read a few words of English. I was
familiar with the English alphabets but not too fluent.

My parents were worried that I may not get a good match because of my
height and my looks and intelligence. So they were desperately trying
to get me married asap. That’s when they found a groom for me from the
village who was about 30 years old, a widower, and was working in the
city. His first wife had died due to some disease. He had come for
holidays to visit his parents. I was married of to him. I was young,
not prepared for the marriage and was simply frightened. The first
night I was waiting for him in his parents small abode. The room had
just a mattress and was partitioned off from the main room by a cloth
curtain which was torn and patched. I was sitting on the mattress and
awaiting my husband. I must have dozed of when I felt a hand on my
hair. It was around 12.00 midnight, I awoke and got up with my head
bend low. I could smell the pungent smell of liquor in the room and
his breath. His hand held my chin and lifted it. He looked at my face
and then kissed me. I could taste the liquor and was feeling revolted.

That night of marriage, I saw my husband for the first time. He was
the same height as me, thin with protruding yellow teeth and bald. He
was fair, and drunk. I could smell the liquor in his breadth. I sat
frightened and held my breath as he sat beside me. He embraced me and
I could feel the tingling within me, the fear of unknown. He just laid
me on the matress and opened my blouse. I did not have a bra as we
were poor and could not afford one. Then he started pressing my
breast. He pressed my nipples and suddenly bent and bit it. Tears
sprung in my eyes and I tried pushing him away. He raised my sari and
fingered my cunt. Then I felt a deep searing pain in my choot as I
felt something forcing its way in. I tried to shout but immediately he
had his hand on my mouth. It was as if I was being sliced open with a
knife. I was hurt. Finally the live rod being inserted stopped and
then he started thrusting it in and out. In the meantime, my breast
was being badly mauled. I could feel the pain lessening as he kept on
pumping in me. Suddenly he shivered and I felt some wattery fluid
being shot in me. He took the rod out and then turned and fell asleep
instantly. I was in a daze, somehow could not believe at what had
happened to me. I had heard about sex but never realised it could be
so painful. The sex was the same afterwards. Wheneever he felt like
fucking me, he would just pull me inside a room, lay me down and mount
me. By now, I was used to this ritual. Sometimes I used to feel a
pleasure building in me but by that time, my hubby would be done
fucking me and would just walk of.

After two days, I accompanied my husband to Mumbai city and for the
first time saw the cosmopolitan city. We stayed in a dinghy chawl in
Nagpada but for me that was like heaven compared to my village
hutment. After a couple of years, my husband was asked by the company
owner to take care of his house and property in lonavala. There was a
old gurkha watchman at the house. We stayed in the servant quarters
there and I was happy with the surroundings and the fresh air. The
owner’s house was big and had every luxury in it. Th rooms were all
well decorated with furnituires around and also there was a big
library there. I usually used to clean the house and my husband took
care of the gardens. Whenever time permitted, I tried to look at the
books in the library and try to read it. It was all in English and it
was difficult for me to read them but I persisted. Life was going
on.That weekend the owner came and my husband introduced me to him. I
could feel his eyes staring at me. Evening I cooked food for the owner
and my husband went to serve him. I was called after a couple of hours
and I saw that my husband was sitting near the owners legs and was
totally drunk and blabbering. The owner asked me to take him to our
room and then come back to serve him.

The owner was tall, in his late 40’s, fair and a bit on the heavier
side. I was feeling ashamed at my husband’s action and shyly went back
after getting my husband to our room. The owner was sitting there
listening to music. On seeing me he asked me € ¦’¶ naachna aata hai. I
blushed, covered my face partly and said – no. He said – paas aao.
This was the first time I was with a rich seth. I just stood there. He
got up and said € ¦’¶ jaise picture mein dekhti ho, waisa naachenge.

Saying this, he put one hand around me and took one hand of mine in
his other hand. I had no idea how to react, was feeling shy,
frightened, and fear of the unknown. Probably he saw my feelings and
said-Rani, mat daro, kuch nahi hoga. Tumhara pati to mera naukar hai
aur ab to piya hua hai. To daro nahi. The music floated in the room
and he was swaying to it. I was stiff in his hands and I could feel
him pressing me to him. He was smelling nice and I could feel some
feelings running thru’ me. My breast was pressing to his chest and I
could feel him swaying. After sometime, he looked at me and said € ¦’¶
tumhara dar to nikalna padega. Saying this he just lifted me and
carried me to his room.

Now I was frightened. I could see my future turning dark. If my
husband saw and knew this I knew, my whole life would be spoilt. I
struggled, but he was stronger. I started crying € ¦’¶ saying saabji ,
mujhe kuch na karo, mein barbaad ho jaaongi. He seemed not to hear
anything. I was laid on his bed and before I could get up and run, he
was on top of me. He kissed me and forced my mouth open. Now this was
the first time I was being kissed so deeply by anybody as my husband
just used to fuck me and leave. I could feel the sweet taste of his
mouth and saliva mixing with mine. His tongue was wrapping my toungue
and my mouth was on fire. I was trying to fight hard but slowily I
could feel my resistance breaking. He kept on kissing me till I just
gave up and my hands went limp. My body could feel surges of pleasure
running through it. Once he realised that my resistance was broken, he
got up and took off his clothes. He was totally naked and seeing his
big erect lund, I closed my eyes. He lay besides me and took off all
my clothes. The sari and blouse was delicately removed. I could feel
his skin touching mine and also the fingers playing with my body. He
kissed me again passionately and then he started moving downwards. He
kissed my breast and nipples, his hands constantly playing, pressing,
caressing my breast, then moved to navel and finally to my choot. His
hot breadth was stirring a fire in me and when I felt his tongue on my
choot, I just buckled and came. I could not control myself, my whole
body was on fire, I could feel a pleasure tingling in my spine and
arching back I just shouted. My voice was alien to me and I shuddered.

I think the owner was surprised at my reaction. He slid above me and
then kissed me passionately. Now I was willing to give everything to
him. This was the first time I realised that there was pleasure in
sex. I shyly smiled at him. He cupped my face and said-kyon rani,
maaza aa raha hai. I blushed. He put his fingers in my choot and
seeing that it was well lubricated, he slowily slid in me. He said to
me- rani pair failaao. Dono pair (legs) mere kamar ke upar rakho. I
spread my legs and I could feel him entering. It was a tingling and
exquisite expereince. Yes, their was pain but a pleasurable pain. When
he had insereted himself fully, he started pumping it in. I could feel
it moving in and out. The fucking feeling was sending ripples of
pleasure within me. Suddenly he, sat up, his lund still in me, raised
both my legs with his hands and fucked me, looking at my face. I had
my eyes closed but he said- rani, aankh khole to aur maaza aayega. I
was in a different world altoghether. I was riding with him all the
way. He seemed to me like a God sent to pleasure me. I could feel
myself coming and again with a loud cry, came. He pumped for some time
and then came in me. By this time I was totally exhausted. I, with my
eyes lowered told him that – sethji, ab mein jaoon, thak gaain hoon.

He lay beside me and was looking at me all over. He said, – thodi der
ke bad jaana, kuch baat karenge. This was all a new experience for me.
My husband used to just fuck me and go to sleep, but with sethji, the
experience was different. He was giving me the pleasure and also
treating me as an individual. Sethji then asked me about myself and I
was beginning to feel comfortable with him. Initially, I was hesitant
to answer his questions but slowily I opened up and started chatting
with him as if I knew him well. Sethji was lying facing me and I was
on my back staring up at the ceiling and sometimes looking at sethji.
One of his hand was on my breast and he was fondling it. He then said,
- tumhe maloom hai ki tum khobssorat ho. Agar tum thodi sajogi aur
beauty parlour jaogi to shahar ke ladkiyon se bhi sundar dikhogi. I
blushed and he came on top of me and kissed me. He kissed my eyes and
my ears and then my cheeks. Finally his lips were on my mouth. He
rolled over and made me sleep on him. I kissed back. He was the first
person to teach me to kiss. He made me position my choot on his lund
and then asked me to insert it in me. I sat on it and it went in in
one motion. Now I was on top of him and was moving up and down. He was
playing with my boobs and pressing it and caressing it. I could feel
the pleasure rising within me and went on moving faster. I could feel
beads of persipiration on my forehead and finally in a shattering
climax I came. I fell on him like a limp doll and I could see that he
was smiling at my eagerness and climax. He rolled me over and mounted
and pumped away. I embraced him and opened up my legs wide and clamped
him with my legs. He kept on pumping and finally he came. He slid
beside me and kissed me a few times and finally after a longtime he
went to sleep. I kept looking at his sleeping face and for the first
time fell in love with a person. I could not believe that sex could be
so enjoyable and expecially with a rich man like him, who cared for me
and my pleasure more.

I must have slept of but around 5.00 A.M., I heard the roosters
(cock’s) wake up call. I was feeling all excited, could not believe
the sex I had the previous night and wanted to please my sethji for
his generosity. I woke up, cleaned the house. By 7.00 A.M. I had the
breakfast ready and the house sparkingly clean. My husband had woken
up and was in the garden. I called him and asked him to fetch
vegetables and mutton for the sethji’s lunch and he was off for buying
that. I went into master bedroom and he was still asleep. I went
beside the bed and looked longingly at him.

Since there was not much to do, I went to the library and started
reading the book (Uncle Tom’s cabin). I was seriously reading it when
I felt myself engulfed by two strong hands from behind. I was
terrified and shouted for help. Suddenly the hands slipped away and I
heard the seths voice asking me to cool down. In my nervousness, I had
dropped the book. I felt shy, seeing him standing beside me. He walked
towards the door, locked it and then came staright to me, took me in
his arms and kissed me. I responded and we were locked in a passionate
kiss. He sat on his rocking chair and made me sit on his lap. He asked
me what I was reading and when he saw the book, he again stared at me.
He asked me whether I was interested in studying further. I shyly
said, yes. He said he will do something. By this time both of us were
aroused. He lifted my saree up and removed my underwear. He opened up
his fly and he was wearing nothing inside. His lund sprang up. He sat
on the rocking chair and made me sit astride on him. My choot was on
his lund now and it went in. The chair was rocking to and fro and we
were locked in each others embrace. Finally both of us came. We sat
like that for some time and then he started helping me read the book.
Mind you, by this time his lund had shrivelled up in my choot but both
of us were enjoying each others company.

I heard my husband call me and I immediately straightened my saree and
kissing my sethji, I rushed to the kitchen. It was Sunday. After
sometime, I heard the sethji call my husband and when my husband came
out, he said that sethji has asked him to proceed immediately to the
city office and stay there as there was some shipment expected and
sethji had still not found a replacement for him. Also my husband
seemed very happy as the seth had offered him a bonus and a higher
salary. He seemed all excited to leave immediately and I helped him
pack his bags. My husband asked me to take care of the seth and then
went to the city stating that he will be back next weekend. I did feel
a bit sad because as long as he was around he was a security for me
and his going away did not seem to be right but the knowledge that I
would be with sethji for the whole day was giving me the thrill.
I prepared the lunch and was free. I heard the seth talking to the
watchman and taking a round outside.

Lunch was served and the seth made me sit beside him on the chair. All
this was first for me. He took out his drink bottle and taught me how
to mix drinks and how to serve. All these was fun with as he was
contantly kissing me and pawing my breast and occasionally fingering
my choot. I was all jelly inside. He also made me take a sip or two
from his drinks and I was feeling all hot and sensual by now. After
lunch was over, he took me to his bedroom and then proceeded to
undress me. When I was naked, he asked me to remove his dress and kiss
him all round. I was slightly tipsy (drunk) and also enjoying his
company. By now I was feeling as if he was my husband and was willing
to be his slut for the rest of my life. I undressed him and saw his
lund hanging. Sethji asked me to take it in my mouth. I had never done
that before but did not want to antognise the sethji, so took it. He
taught me how to suck and caress it with my toungue.

Initially, the thought of a man’s prick in my mouth was revolting but
slowly I started enjoying it as it grew bigger. Now, the seth was
pumping his lund in my mouth. I was choking a couple of times, but he
had a firm grip of my hair in his hand and was controlling my face.
Suddenly, I heard the seth shout and I could feel a purt of hot mushy
fluid hitting my mouth, throat. I felt choked and breathless and
desperately tried to wriggle out of the seths grip. But he kept it
pressed and finally I had to swallow the whole liquid. It tasted OK
and was not too bad, but I was feeling dirty. The seth lifted me and
kissed me. He could taste his cum in my mouth and he was lapping it
up. I was surprised. He probably felt my surprise and said, – rani,
pyaar ka maaza to issi mein hain ki hum aapas mein apna ras piyen.

Kabhi tumne tumhare ras ko taste kiya hain. I was blushing at hearing
those remarks. We were now lying on bed and he came on me in 69
position and started kissing and sucking my choot. I was really
enjoying that. He was also fingeing my anus and had put a couple of
fingers in that. The senasation was good and in no time, I erupted. I
could feel him eating and drinking my cum and then he turned towards
me and kissed me. He said, – le ab tera bhi choot ka taste pehchaan.
His favorite position was when I was on top of him and he could
embrace me or tightly hold me to him. I loved playing with his hair on
chest and also feeling his lund. Kiss his mouth. The whole day we
spent in each others company and during that time the seth was
introducing me to his business too. That night we lay awake and he
told me that he would be spending most of his time with me. Monday
morning the sethji went and I was left all alone, only with the
gurkhs. Now the gurkha was a 60 year old guy and like a father figure
for me. In the afternoon, I was walking in the garden trying to read
the English book when the gurkha came for a chat. We talked for some
time and I told him about my interest in learning English fluently. He
told me that he knew a English masterji from the local school, who
always passes by the house. Tuesday, he brought the masterji to me and
left me to talk to him. Masterji’s wanted fees and I could not afford
that but I could see that he was eyeing me all over. He was young
about 25, shorter than 5′5″, but very healthy and dark. He thought for
some time and asked me whether if I was satisfied, I would provide him
what he wanted. I thought over it as I knew his intention and said, it
depends on how he teaches. We started the same day and he seemed a
good communicator. He was a good teacher and since I was a fast
learner, I learned faster. Now, I was missing the sex part and by
Wednesday, I was feeling all hot within. The masterjee used to spend a
couple of hours with me and seemed to enjoy himself. Sometimes he
would brush my breast, while leaning forward to explain or sometimes,
take my hand in his to make me write correctly and then press it more
than required. Wedneday, I was learning a few words when the sex word
came up. He laughed and started explaining the meaning. He was very
lurid in details and in no time had me feeling all hot. Suddenly, he
reached over and kissed me. I tried to push him away, but he was
stronger and forcibly embraced me. Before I could say anything he had
his dhoti off and was standing in his undies. He removed it and I
could see a big black pole (lund) staring at me. My knees started
shaking and my mouth went dry. He was in no mood to listen and carried
me inside the bedroom and aggressively undressed me. Then he was on
top of me and was forcing my legs apart. I gave in and I could feel
his attempt to enter my choot. His lund was cutting across, trying to
open me up further and inch by inch he was entering me. I had my mouth
shut , biting the teeths together and my fist were clenched. Finally,
I could feel he was all in me. He slowily started pumping. After
sometime his pumping got stronger ang then it was in no time he
spurted. I felt nice but did not come. After sometime, he took out his
lund and dressing himself said he would come tomorrow.

That evening sethji came. He had a big parcel with him I was feeling a
bit dirty but on seeing sethji I felt rejevunated. I felt happy. The
watchman was surprised to see the seth, as the seth hardly came once a
month. I was sure he must have realized that the seth was screwing me.
Sethji came towards me and embraced me and said€ ¦’·jaanti ho,aajkal
tumhara nasha chada hua hai. Har samay tumhari yaad aati hai aur tumhe
chodna ka dil karta hai. Saying this, he carried me to his bedroom and
we were fucking each other immediately without wasting any time. We
did not even remove our clothes. He just lifted my sari and inserted
his lund in me. As easy as that. Seeing the seth, my juices had
started flowing and in no time we both came together. Then he opened
his parcel and I was surprised to see a lot of dress for me. There
were salwar kameez, nighties, some western style dresses and bras and
undies. There were also a lot of society and porno magazines I was at
a loss of words. He said that whenever he is around he would like to
see me in those nighties without wearing anything inside. He also
asked me to start dressing up like the society ladies and promised me
to take me to city for a complete change and makeover. Now I was
feeling very comfortable with sethji and I was in love with him. I
wore a nightie and we started chatting. Evening he opened his drinks
and I mixed a few for him and he also forced a few on me. We were
lying in each others arms and I don’t remember when I slept of. Around
midnight I could feel something entering my choot and pumping me. I
was also enjoying the sensation and moving with the rhythm. When I
opened my eyes, I saw seth on top of me, he was staring at me intently
and screwing me. I laughed and hugged him and bit his lips. He said -
lets do it in a different way. He made me sit doggie style and entered
my choot from behind. I could feel it going all the way in. He also
took cream and was fingering my anus. I said no, not there, but he
said don’t worry, it would be fun. He had put a lot of cream in my
anus and then he took out his lund and put cream on that too. I was
worried but he being the sethji and my lover, I wanted him happy. He
then proceeded to insert his lund in my anus. The tip went in
smoothly. But as he pushed it in, it was very painful, inspite of all
the cream and lubricants. I shouted, but sethji was firm. He had also
three fingers in my choot and was playing with it. Tears were filling
my eyes and the more the lund penetrated, the more painful it was. The
seth pulled it slightly out and again used cream in plenty. He
inserted it and in one thrust ripped me apart and he was all inside.
Imagine a big lund in your anus. I loved the sensation of it but was
worried of the pain. He let it be there for sometime and then started
withdrawing.

This process of pumping in and out went on and a time came when the
pain was bearable and I started enjoying it. His fingers were still in
my choot as he was fingering me there while his lund was screwing my
anus. The pleasure in me became unbearable and I came. He was still
pumping and finally, I could feel hot fluid flowing in my anus. My
eyes were still filled with tears and when the seth and I was on his
bed he embraced me and kissed away my tears. All my pain vanished
instantly. We slept in each others arms and morning when I got up, I
prepared breakfast and around 8.00 saw that seth was still sleeping
naked. His lund lay limp. I took it in my mouth and started blowing
him. I could feel a stirring and finally it was all steel hard and
erect. When I looked up I saw that the sethji was awake, looking at me
with a warm caring smile. I smiled back and in a burst of emotion, I
reached his mouth and kissed him. I had my choot take control of the
lund and I was humping the seth now, going up and down his penis. I
could feel the seth’s buildup of passion and timed my release also
simulataneously. I was becoming a good screw, cudakkad by now.
The seth left in the morning.

Afternoon the masterji came and immediately he wanted to have sex with
me. I was actually tired and still had the sethjis sperms within me in
my choot and his lunds taste in my mouth so I firmly declined and told
him that I would decide when he can fuck me, else he can leave. He
agreed and the day passed smoothly. Friday, the seth came with my
husband and evening as ususal, the seth had made my husband drunk. I
was now the personal property of the seth and I could feel that I now
had men in control. I could get them to do whatever I wanted. Seth
started the night by making me sit doggie style and screwing me from
behind. I did not come as I was sure that seth would fuck my anus and
that happened. It was not as terrible as the last time. The sensation
was good and I enjoyed it. Around midnight, I was about to leave to go
to my husbands bedside when the seth stirred and put his arm around
me. He was half asleep but feeling aroused. His lund was erect and he
said, darling fuck me. The first time he had addresses me in English
and I understood what he said. I climbed on top of him and fucked him.
I could feel my passion building up and then we both came at the same
time. The seth kissed me and went back to sleep and I went to my
husbands side. Now a days, I had started getting annoyed with his
presence. In my mind I was always comparing the sethji with him and
hated his male superior attitude. Around 6.00 A.M. I was forcibly
waken up by my husband, who was angrily attacking my lips, and forcing
my legs apart. The assault started with him inserting his lund in my
choot and also pressing and squeezing my breast. I closed my eyes and
imagined that it was the seth fucking me. I was also feeling happy
that he was fucking a choot which now had the seths sperms in it. With
a grunt he came and then he got up and said, – uth jaa. Jyaada math
soo. Sethji ke liye nashta ka intezaam kar. Even though I had not met,
my husband for a week, he had no time to talk to me or ask me how I
was. Saturday, morning when I went to sethji bedroom, he embraced me
and said that he had to leave town for a few days and would be back by
Wednesday. I felt sad, but since my husband was around I felt it was OK.

My husband fucked me a couple of times more and left early Monday morning.

My tuition was going on and in two weeks time I was getting better.
The only part was communicating in English which the masterji solved
by only talking to me in English. Now a days the masterji seemed dull
and sad and I knew what was eating him. On Wednesday, when he came to
teach me, before he could start teaching, I sidled upto him and opened
his dhoti. He sat amazed. His lund was semi erect. I took it in my
hand, gave master a kiss and then started shagging him with my hand.
Now his lund was really big (more than 8′) but he was not a good
lover. I fondled his balls and started moving my hands faster. In no
time I had him spurting his semens all over my hand and his dhoti. I
cleaned it with a cloth, kissed him again and then we started the
lesson. Boy, was he not happy.

Two three months had passed and I was now a different person. I could
feel it with myself. I shared a lot of the sethjis confidential
things. I could control the master and my husband and my English was
really good. I had started communicating with the sethji in my broken
English and he was surprised at my progress. He did not know about the
masterji. I had also started dressing up in a modern attire in sethjis
presence and he was my teacher in that. One day sethji told my husband
that he required my help in his ancestral household in a different
city for a month as there was marriage and he would be taking me
there. He told my husband that I would be paid a good amount for the
help. My husband had recently started counting the earning he was
receiving and had plans of buying a flat in Mumbai. He was all ready
for that part. He thought that since Sethji would be at office all the
time and I am in sethji’s parents house, everything would work outfine.

The day came and sethji took me in his airconditioned car to Mumbai. I
was really taken in by the luxury of travel. Compare an ST bus to the
AC car. On the way, sethji had taken me to a hotel and we stayed there
for a day. The rooms luxury was a eye opener for me. Sethji fucked me
royally at all times and I was enjoying the life in a different
perpective. In the car, at one point, when I could not control myself
after the sethji had made me cum by using his fingers while driving, I
slid across and opened sethji’s fly and took his lund out and started
sucking it. Time to time the sethji would press my head more forcefull
on his lund. I am sure the passing truckers could see this action. And
when the saethji spurted his sperms, I swallowed the whole. Finally we
reached Mumbai and sethji took me to an apartment he owned and where
nobody was staying. Morning, he used to drop me at a learning center,
where I was to learn typing, shorthand, computers, a bit of accounting
and office management. Afternoon he used to pick me up and we would
neck and fuck for some time on some days. Late evening he used to come
back and then we were together for the night. A few nights a week he
would not come as he had to go to his family.

In the learning center, two of my instructors (Arun and Vushal) were
tall, young tall handsome guy, who had the hots for me. They looked
like college kids and mind you I was also only eighteen by then. I
used to let them come near and engage them in small talk and fun. They
thought the seth was my father and I was not married. Sethji had to go
out of town for two days and had explained to me how to reach the
center and back. He had also given all his contact numbers to me. I
spent the whole day at the center, brushing up my knowledge by
attending repeated and all clases. In the evening the instructor,
Arun, came to me and enquired whether the seth would come to pick me
up . Coyly, I told him no. He asked, would I be interested in seeing
the city. I agreed and then I was on his bike holding him tightly and
being driven around. He took me to a lot of scenic spots and around
9.00 P.M., he said lets go a last stop and took me to a disco. I was
amazed at the color, chatter and the youngsters milling around. He
took me to a group and introduced me to hi friends. Vishal was also
there There were about 5 girls and 5 boys. I could see all of them
looking at me with appreciation. They liked what they saw.

Immediately, I had a drink being offered to me and with hesitancy, I
drank it and then another. The music was on and Arun pulled me onto
the dancefloor. I realized I could dance without any inhibition and
after some time I was on a roll. I danced madly and I could see some
very sexual pelvic gyration and body movements by some couples. Some
of the girls were half naked and were being fondled by a lot of guys.
It was turning me hot. By the time it was late night and around 2.00,
the whole group, came out. Since we were all drunk, it was decided to
take one car and go to a one couple’s house nearby. The car was
jampacked and I remember siting on Aruns lap, squeezed between two
more couples. The guys hands were all over me and a girl had also
kissed me on my lips. We were all in a good mood and finally we
reached the pad. Immediately on entering, a few couples started
kissing and getting naked in the room itself. In a matter of minutes
they were rolling on the floor. I stood swaying on one side, shy and
not knowing what to do. Arun came to me and said follow me and took me
another room where there was a king sized bed and started kissing me.

I was feeling very sexcited and I returned his kiss. We fell together
on the bed and in a frenzy took our clothes off. Arun was on top of me
fucking me when one more couple walked in. they saw us and immediately
joined us on bed. It was Vishal and a girl. I could see that there was
Vishal and the girl screwing each other and we were doing the same. In
the meantime the girl sat doggie style facing me and Vishal was
fucling from behind. She came closer to me and kissed me. I was
feeling awkard since I never had seen a women naked and fucked before,
but the whole orgy was fast catching up with me and it became a sexual
frenzy there.

I heard Arun grunt and release himself and immediately I felt the
Vishal fucking me. The sexual passion was too strong and I came with a
big yell. That night I must have been fucked more than twenty times. I
had simultaneously a lund in my choot and in my anus and also I was
sucking a cock. It was one of the most memorable nights we had. The
next day a few of us did not go out and the whole day was one session
of fucking and screwing and drinking,

My stay and learning experience was excellent and finally sethji
offered me a job in his office. Since my husband was a peon there, I
arranged to set a pan supari shop for him at sethji’s farmhouse so
that he could own his own business and also take care of sethji’s farm.

My days in office was busy as I had to learn a lot of work happening
there. In the meantime, sethji was my godfather. Nobody in the office
knew that I was fucking sethji. Our relationship was strictly
professional. In a years time, I became the secretary to sethji and I
used to give hima blowjob or fuck him when we had time together.
Also sethji, customers were being entertained by me. It started with a
tough customer, who was giving a tough time to sethji. Sethji had
taken me to a luch with him and I could feel that the customer had the
hots for me. Sethji never realized that. After a few such lunch
sessions, one day, the sethji had to attend to some important business
and I was left to entertain this guy all by myself. I wore a low cut
top and a casual tight pant when I went to meet him. We started
chatting and he was very open with me. The lunch ended and he was
still hesitant to place the big order with our company. I stared
directly at him and said that I was willing to give him a good time if
he gave me the order. He liked what I said, but I told him not to
mention it to sethji as he was my godfather. He signed the contract
and I went with him to his room. He was typical businessman with a
slight paunch and seedy eyes. The moment we enetered the room he was
all over me. I asked him to relax and then slowily went on to undress
myself. I could see his mouth open in anticipation. I then undressed
him and he was already erect. I positioned myself below him and he was
humping himself in me. In a short few minutes he was done and I also
acted like I had come. I passionately kissed him and encouraged his
manhood. It is surprising on how the males enjoy being told that they
are the best. After some time, I took his limp lund in my hand and
started shagging. I took it in my mouth and sucked on it. I played
with his balls and by now he was again erect. At that time, my cell
phone rang and I saw that it was sethji. That excited me. I had the
cellphone in one hand and the cock of the guy in another. Sethji
wanted to know why I was late and I was telling him not to worry since
I was with the customer and had everything under control. Then I
mounted the guy and went to give him a good time, sounding appropriate
noise of pleasure while that guy was in heaven. I also felt the signs
with myself and after sometime came with him. We spent a couple of
hours together and at the end, I became a close friend of this guy.

Sethji was surprised to get the order and gave me a big raise and
commission. Slowily, I became the sales whiz for the company, handling
major contract. Imagine nobody knew that my choot was the most
powerful instrument in this contract. Probably, they knew but who
cares. I was now a big society lady.

Finally, what happened to my husband. He is still my husband, whom, I
pay off monthly with a token amount. I tell him that my work is very
important and I have to be in office all the time. I really don’t
think he cares. I am now 28 years. My parents also are doing welll
thanks to my sending them a monthly amount. Now I move in a different
circle and the old days are all gone.

I have met an interesting man, who knows I am married but on the verge
of divorce. He is rich consultant. Recently, he proposed marriage and
I am thinking on how to annul my current marriage. Probably, I would
pay him off.

Or I will enjoy my current single life for a couple of years more and
then plan the plunge. My sethji, who still fucks me on a regular basis
is still enamoured by me and I can always use his influence in getting
rid of my old husband by hook or by crook. By the way, I am the top
executive in Seths comapnay and also a minor shareholder. I am also
paid a hefty bonus every year.