Hit bhaiya ghar standard nahi hote toh bhabhi badi free ho jati thi.. Woh apna cleavage show karti aur jub mujhse baat karti toh mujhe contact karti aur grin kiya karti.. This conduct use to make me think she loves me as well!!
I watched this conduct and had an arrangement prepared. My sibling had gone for an outing with his staff so I got an opportunity. She awakens at 7 toward the beginning of the day and straightforwardly goes ti the restroom so one morning I got up before her and went to the latrine. I hauled my dick out and remained by the latrine and left the entryway open. From the outset I was hard however then maine apna lund ordinary sharpen diya. Is tarah mera lund bina khada bhagwan ki dua se bohot lamba dikh raha tha!! I heard her strides and I began to pee
When she opened the entryway she saw my long chicken peeing and was in a stun. I was extremely apprehensive as well yet I stayed on track and snatched my dick more tight and acted to be stunned as well!! Inside seconds I was hard as a stone holding by gigantic dick and she gazed directly at it.. I left my dick and held bhabi and said sorry demonstrating that I was frightened. My cockerel was hard and it contacted her body and she simply surged back to her room..
From the outset I thoroughly considered its for me. I was frightened however I disclosed to myself that I need to fix this. I pulled my jeans and went to bhabhis room. She had bolted the entryway however when I asked ger to open she did. I went in her room a d bolted it.. She looked ordinary and I inquired as to whether she would excuse me?
She snickered and said obviously,
She said apka toh bohot hi bada hai and kept snickering
I revealed to her you haven’t seen it hard and she approached me and murmured I can envision and turned towards the pantry. I was gazing at her ass and I went and just snatched it.. She at that point turned and slapped me and gazed at me.. Furthermore, I inclined forward and kissed her
She was unable to oppose me and begun feeling my body and we kissed for 5 minutes
I could see her hard nipples through her top and I was hard. She had turned red and I embraced her and we kissed once more
Idk how yet in couple of minutes I was sucking her large delicious boobs and she licked my abs and arrived at my dick.. She began to suck my rooster and chooste uske muh mei thuk bhar chuks tha.. She spat on my penis and I was hard more than ever!!!
I uncovered her totally and began to finger her bristly pussy she at that point said that we should stop
I yet kept fingering her and she simply continued groaning she at that point requested that I leave her and she got spruced up and requested that I go out as well.. She said this is the main thing she can give me and I won’t
I revealed to her that I have to screw her
She said no chance and I went to her and kissed her once more
She drove me away and afterward I excessively ventured back. I turned towards the entryway and began strolling when she came and embraced me from behind
She said im sorry and I lift her up and we made out once more
I truly needed to screw her thus I simply continued sucking her tits a d figured out how to nail her to the bed..
I shrewdly hauled my dick out and scoured on her pussy
I continued scouring on her furry wet pussy and she continued groaning
She began saying ‘screw me now’
Also, I squeezed my huge dick head in her pussy. She was so wet and I could feel the dividers of her vagina on my dick as I entered her
This was the best inclination ever
I was unable to accept for a moment and we were truly having intercourse
She was unable to deal with me and she groaned and gazed to spurt
She continued spurting clingy liquids from her pussy andi was all wet
We changed 2-3 positions and when she was on top I was going to cum
I wasn’t wearing a condom and I was frightened so I requested that her get off
She said no and asked me to cum in her
She opposed me and said she’ll take pills so I was guaranteed and I began to screw her harder and sucked on her nipples and bit them
I had begun cumming and I could without precedent for my life feel this fulfilled
I continued discharging for 40 seconds or something? Furthermore, when I pulled out I saw her pussy extended wide with a ton of cum
I was worn out to the point that we chose to rest on her bed
I wasn’t worried about anybody understanding we were in a similar room
I was not hard any longer but rather we both were totally bare and I continued sucking her tits and kissed a great deal
In the blink of an eye I was hard again and I requested that her engage in sexual relations
She said her pussy will detonate in the event that she lets me and, at that point she gave me the best penis massage of my life
She took my dick and stuck the initial gap of my dick in her areola
I was going insane and she snapped me off gradually and afterward went minimal quicker and in brief I had secured her boobs with my cum

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Khair ab story shuru karte hai. Sach kahe to yeh ek story kum aur kisso ka collection zyada hai. Pehle hum shaadi se pehle ke apne jeevan ke baare mein aap ko bataaye. Shaadi se pehle hum me se kisi ne bhi asal mein chudayi nahin ki thi. Haa Rohit ne apne ek dost ke saath homosexuality zaroor ki thi. Usne 1-2 baar apne ek dost se gaand marwayi thee aur mari thee. In fact maari kum thee aur marwaayi zyaada thee. Gaand maarne ka poora mauka use bhi mila par use gaand mein loda theeke se ghusana hi nahin aaya. Mona shaadi hone tak poori tarah kunwari thee. Haan apni saheliyon ke sex ki thodi bahut baate zaroor ki thee. Iske alaawa usne apne ghar mein bhi sex hote dekha tha. Usne apni badi behan ko apne pati se chudte hue saaf-saaf dekha tha. Yeh kissa aap usi ke shabdon mein suniye:
Actually mera ghar bahut chhota tha. Wahaan par yeh possible hi nahin tha ki koi sex kare aur baakion ko pata na lage. Jab mujh se badi waali behan (Molly) ki shaadi hui to wo kuchch mahino baad apne pati (Vinay) ke saath humaare yahaan rehne aayi. Ussi samay meri sabse badi behan (Milli) bhi wahaan aayi hui thee. Hum teeno behon mein Molly sabse zyaada sexy hai. Uske baad number aata hai Milli ka aur phir last mein mera. Yeh saari baatein hum kabhi-kabhi discuss karte the. Haan “sexy” shabd ka istemal kiye bagair.
Ghar chhota hone ke kaaran, mujhe usi kamre mein sona pada jahaan Molly aur Vinay soye. Raat mein kisi awaaj se meri aankh khul gayi. Meine dhyaan diya to mujhe Molly ke rone ki awaaj aa rahi thee aur Vinay ke bolne ki. Meine dheere se dekha to dono log ek doosre ke upar the aur blanket ke andar the. Mujhje unke hilne ka pata lag raha tha. Thoda dhyaan se dekhne par pata laga ki Vinay upar tha aur Molly neeche. Kya chal raha hai, yeh to main samajh gayi thee. Ab main ye jaanna chah rahi thee ki Vinay aisa kya keh raha hai ki Molly ro rahi hai. Ek baar to meine socha ki Vinay Molly ko zabardasti chod raha hai, isliye woh ro rahi hai. Tab tak mai yehi samajhti thee ki sex karne mein aadmi ko hi zyaada maza aata hai aur aurat ko bahut kum. Vinay ki baatein dhyaan se sunne par pata laga ki woh paaglon ki tarah se keh raha hai, “Molly tu bahut sexy hai. Teri Gaand bahut sexy hai. Mein tujhjhe chod doonga, teri gaand mar loonga”. Woh yahi kuchch sentence bole jaa raha tha. Lekin jab meine aur dhyaan diya to jo meine suna, mein surprised reh gayi. Actually woh keh raha tha: “MILLI tu bahut sexy hai. Teri Choochoyaan bahut sexy hai. Gaand bhi bahut sexy hai. Mein tujhjhe chod doonga”. Yaani woh meri sabse badi behan, apni sister-in-law ko chodne ki baat kar raha tha. Woh bhi apni biwi ko chodte hue. Is hi liye Molly ro rahi thee. Uske baad wo yeh bhi bola: “Meri jaan, apni behan ki choot aur gaand dilwade, please. Milli ki choot aur Mona ki gaand dilwade. Saari zindagi jo too kahegi wo karoonga”. Uske moonh se apnaa naam sunke mein ghabra gayi. Ab Molly ne rona band kar diya tha aur uski awaaz se aisa laga ki use bhi mazaa aa raha hai. Un logo ke upar jo blanket thee woh bhi ab kaafi hat gayi thee aur mujhhe vinay ke uchchalte hue taate nazar aa rahe the.
saara scene dekh kar mujhjhe thoda bura bhi laga. Par pehli baar ehsaas hua ki sex kya-kya karwaata hai. Ek aadmi doosri aurat se kaise attract hota hai, yeh bhi. Bawajood iske ki uski apni patni zyaada sexy hai. Is scene ko dekhne ke baad meri bhi thodi ichcha sex karne ko ho gayi. Mein intezaar karne lagi ki kab meri shaadi ho aur mein bhi sex ka mazaa loon. Mujhe thoda achcha yeh soch kar bhi laga ki Vinay meri taraf bhi attract hota hai. Us din ke baad mujhje apni gaand par thoda garv bhi ho gaya. Mainne dhyaan se note kiya to kayi mard meri gaand to taakte the. Haalaki, Vinay se mujhjhe thoda dar bhi lagne laga aur mein usse door hi rehti. Khaaskar akele to mein uske saamne kabhi nahi jaati. Shaadi ke baad ki kahaani Rohit se suniye:
Jab shaadi ho kar Mona aayi to mein use nangi dekhne ke liye bekaraar tha. Khaas kar uske nange chooche aur nangi gaand dekhne ke liye. Main aatur tha yeh dekhne ke liye ki uski choochiyaan kitni badi hai. Uski gaand to upar se hi mast lagti thi, nangi hokar kaisi dikhti hogi. Sach kahoon to uski choochiyaan dekhkar to thodi nirasha hi hui. Upar se jitne bade dikhte the, utne the nahin. Par gaand kaafi sahi hai. Use dekhte hi usme samaane ka mann karta hai. Mona ko bhi shayad yeh pata tha aur woh bhi apni gaand matka-matka ke mujhjhe chidati thee.
Mona aur maine sex karne ki koshish pehli raat ko hi kar daali. Lekin kamyaab na ho paaye. Kai dino baad jaake kamyaabi mili. Aur us ke baad humne khoob chudai shuru kar diya. Lekin samay ke saath hamaari chudaayi ke tarike mein koi badlaaon nahin aaya. yahaan tak ki MOna ne kabhi theek se mera loda bhi nahin choosaa. Mein hamesha Mona ki gaand maarna chahta tha par usne kabhi maarne nahin di. Natija yeh hua ki mujhhe chudai mein mazaa kum aane laga. Ab main aur auraton ke prati zyaada attract hone laga. Kuchch time tak to maine use kuchch na kaha. Lekin jab mujhe laga ki mujh se kuchch galat na ho jaaye, to maine Mona ko yeh problem bata di. Bahut koshish karne par usne mera loda to choosna shuru kar hi diya. Isse humaari doobti hui sex life ko kuchch jaan milli. Lekin uski gaand mujhjhe abhi bhi nahin milli thi.
Ek din jab mere se nahin raha gaya to maine usse khoob request bhi ki. Meri haalat dekh kar use bhi rona aa gaya. Meine use chup karaya aur kaha ki theek hai apni gaand mein loda nahin to jeeb hi ghuswa lo. Wo apni gaand achchi tarah dho kar aayi aur maine usse khoob chaata. Hum aksar aisa karte. Phir ek din Mona mujhh se boli ki mujhse aapki haalat dekhi nahin jaati. Aap meri gaand maar lo. Himmat karke Mona gaand mein mera loda ghuswane ke liye taiyar ho gayi. Mujhe laga ki wo kewal meri khushi ke liye aisa kar rahi hai to maine mana kiya. Lekin gaand chatwaane ke baad uska mann bhi kar raha tha marwaane ko. Khoob lubricant laagane ke baad meine apna lund uske gaand ke chhed par rakhkha. Use bahut dard hua par maine thoda sa ghusa hi liya. Mona dard se itni bechain ho rahi thee ki maine aur nahin ghusaya. Thoda ghusane mein hi mazaa aa gaya tha. Gaand hai hi itni mast meri jaan ki. Thoda hilaane ke baad mein jhad gaya. Kuchch din tak aisa hi chala. Mona ko thoda sa ghuswane mein dard kum hone lag par zyaada na ghusaane deti. Haalaki mein roz thoda-thoda zyaada andar tak ghusa leta. Is hi tarah se meine ek din aadhe se zyaada uske andar ghusa diya. Woh bahut chhatpata rahi thi. Par meine use kas kar pakad liya aur hilna band kar diya. Hilna band hone se thodi der mein uska dard kum ho gaya aur use bhi thoda maza aane laga. Ab main thoda-thoda hila to usne mana nahi kiya. Phir maine ek jhtake mei pura andar kar hi diya. Mona bahut chillayi aur chhudaane ki koshish bhi ki. Lekin maine pehle ki tarah use tight pakad liya aur hilna band kar diya taki use dard kum ho. Thodi der mein wo normal ho gayee.
Maine usse poochcha ki “Jaanu, dard to nahin ho raha?”.
To wo boli, “Thoda Sa”.
Maine poochcha, “Thoda karoon?”
Mona: “Nahin, please”
Maine kaha, “Bahaar nikaaloo kya?”
Wo boli, “Abhi kuchh mat karo”
Maine phir kahaan, “Main aise hi rehta hoon, jab kuchh karna ho, bol dena. Jaisa tum kahogi waisa hi hoga”
Thodi dera baad, wo boli, “Dheere karna”
Iske baad maine use dheere dheere se chodna shuru kiya aur use bhi thoda hi dard hua. Main zyaada der rok na paya aur zhad gaya. Phir hum kai baar aise karne lage aur use dard hona band ho gaya. Ab woh mujhh se khoob gaand marwaati hai. Zyaada mazaa use abhi bhi choot chudwaane mein hi aata hai. Uski ichcha ka khyaal karke mein bhi uski choot hi zyaada chodta hoon. Lekin hafte mein ek-do baar woh gaand bhi chudwaati hai. Aksar chhutti waale din subah ke samay hum gaand chudayi karte. Mona roz ki tarah subah mujhh se pehle uth kar fresh ho aati hai. Wo pni gaand bhi achchi tarah dho leti hai. Phir poori nangi ho kar apne gaand par cream laga keti hai. Phir mujhhe jaga kar gaand maarne ko kehti hai. Uski pyaari si gaand aur nanga badan dekh kar, jaagte ke saath hi mera lund khada ho jaata hai aur mein uski gaand mein pel deta hoon. Kabhi-kabhi gaand maarne se pehle thodi bahut choot bhi chod leta hoon. Main uski gaand kutiya style mein hi chod paata hoon. Jab mera loda uski gaand mein hota hai to mere haat apne-aap hi uske choochiKyaan pakad lete hain. Kisi aur style mein main uski gaand nahin chod paata. To yeh hai humaari chudayi ki chhoti si kahaani. Kaahani likhte-likhte mein excite ho gaya hoon. Aage ki baatein Mona hi aap ko kahegi. (Lekin mujhhe jhadwane ke baad):
Upar ki kahaani mein main kuchch add karna chahoongi. Actually, mere pati mujhjhe bahut pyaar karte hai. Unhone kabhi mere saath zabardasti nahin ki. Kisi kaam ke liye force nahin kiya. Isliye main nahin chahti ki wo kisi bhi cheez ke liye tarse. Ek patni apne pati ko kuchch bhi kyo na dede, har cheez nahin de sakti. Ek aadmi hamesha doosri auraton ke liye attracted rehta hai. Yeh baat main shaadi se pehle hi jaan chuki thee. Aur jab pati itna pyaar karta ho to doosri aurat se maze le bhi le to koi burayi nahi hai. Maine Rohit se poochcha ki kya uska mann kisi aur se sex karne ko karta hai, to usne hasne kar taalne ki koshish ki. Phir jab use bharose mein lekar maine poochcha to uski ichcha main jaan gayi. Maine usse kaha ki wo agar mujhhe bata kar kisi aur se sex karta hai to mujhe koi aitraaz nahin hai. Usne kaha ki wo kisi aur se tabhi sex karenga agar main bhi aisa karoon. Maine kaha ki main to kisi aur se sex ki baat bhi nahin kar sakti. Tab humne decide kiya ki hum pehle ek saath kisi se sexy baat karenge aur baad mein agar theek lage to aage badenge.

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Days were passing by and it’s been a year that we started talking to each other. Dec 5th 2019 is her birthday and I wished her at 12AM and she was really happy that I remember her birthday. I thought like I would ask her for lunch and can plan for a gift too. I called her at 10 AM and asked whether its possible to join for lunch with me but she said like she had plans to go for lunch with her husband, I was like okay NP and when she could be free to meet me once so that I could at least give her the gift. She said like was at office and leave at 1 PM. Her office was near to my room so I said like will reach there in 10 min. (As my shift was 1pm to 10 pm I’ll be at room till 12). I reached to her company building and called her, she came down and you don’t believe guys she was awesome in saree with perfect asserts, 34 C size and big round ass as she was too fair and the saree was yellow she looks too good. This is the first time I felt like this towards her.
We spoke for 5 min and I have given the gift of fast track watch. We shook hands saying bye and she went back to office, while she was going back I was continuously staring at her back till she went inside and then I came off to room. In few minutes I got a message saying ‘Thank you so much for gift, really loved it ‘with kiss smiley and I replied like ‘Hey, no thanks between us with a wink’. At night of the same day around 11 I sent her a message saying good night and she replied with a good night and tired smiley. Then I asked her like how is her day. She said awesome birthday ever she had.
We never spoke anything about personal life till that day and for the first time I have asked her whether she got any surprise from her husband and she sent a message like ‘no, just a lunch ‘ with a dull face smiley and I asked her like what happened anything wrong ? She replied with no not like that as it was an arranged marriage they never been so close to each other from the day they married and it’s always tough for girls after marriage n all. Then I thought it would be good to divert the conversation as she was emotionally feeling bad. Immediately I sent her a message asking like when I could get the princess appointment to take her for lunch and she replied like ‘I don’t think princess will come with you ‘ with a wink then I was like what should I do to get princess appointment and she replied like ‘with a gift with a wink smile. I was like sure princess.
So I asked her whether she could come on weekend or weekday. As she had client meeting on next day(Saturday) she said like we could go tomorrow. I was literally waiting for the next day afternoon, I don’t know, total my feelings towards her were inverted and now I was like thinking in perspective of sex on every conversation with her. What happened next day was completely unimaginable. I texted her around 10AM asking like where she is and I didn’t get any reply from her. After an hour I got a message saying
Saranya: Hey, sorry was in meeting and done now, where we can go?
Me: your wish
Saranya: I had a dream of trying Breezer once.
Me: Oh that’s cool; let’s go to some sports bar.
Saranya: to where? (As she doesn’t know what does that mean)
Me: Hotel Taj Gateway
Saranya: Okay
Me: Will come at 12:30 and pick you.
Saranya: if possible make it 12:00 as I have to leave early.
Me: okay.
I’ve reached her place at 11: 50 and called her. She came down and we’ve started to gateway. We reached there by 12:20 and we went into bar section which used to be dark all the time and we went to a corner place and sit; ordered two Breezers and French fries. She was as excited as she is gonna try Breezer for first time. We started talking with each other like from when she had this thought of trying once. She said like from before marriage and never got chance to try then I said like hey I’m here know whatever you want to try just tell me I will make it.
Saranya: Thank you so much and why you doing this all?
Me: just simply, you asked for it and we r doing.
(In my mind I was like she must have got my intention).
Saranya: will I get fainted if I try this?
Me: Hey don’t be childish, nothing will happen if have one.
Order has come and I opened two cranberry breezers and gave one to her. We gave a toast and she started her first sip and told me like this tastes just like normal juices. I was like, I told the same right. Then ordered one more and drank. All this time we were just talking some funny things and laughing at each other, after completion of two she said like she was feeling something inside her head and came and sat beside me by leaning her head on my shoulder and keeps on telling me like thank you so much the treat best day ever.
Time was 3 PM and she was not in control so I order two glasses of butter milk and listening to her.
Saranya: I’m not happy with my life. No enjoyment, no freedom. I wanted to enjoy more n more n more.
Me: what happened to your life? You look good and you are married. You must be enjoying your married life right?
Saranya: I married that’s it. No enjoyment n all?
Me: why? You don’t like your husband?
Saranya: No, he doesn’t like me.
Me: Really!!! What’s wrong with him? You look stunning and every guy dreams of a girl like you as a life partner.
Saranya: Don’t try to flirt with me. I know that I don’t look good because I’m bit thin. My husband doesn’t like being thin so we hardly have personal time once or twice in a month.
Me: Hey don’t say like that, anyone who says like you are thin were blind. You had perfect structure.
Saranya: Really? With a smile what do you like in me?
Me: Hey please I don’t wanna say that.
Saranya: why not? Say know
Me: Hmm your breast and ass.
Saranya: you naughty boy. You look decent but you are not.
Me: yes I’m not innocent.
Saranya: she came near to my ear and said like what do you wanna do with those?
Me: (as the whole room is dark and we are at corner no one observes) I don’t know how to say.
Saranya Then. Show!
Me: what? Serious!
Saranya: don’t waste time idiot.
Then I went near to her lips and had a perfect lip lock for 3 minutes and all this time I was pressing her 34C boobs from top of her T-shirt. She came with T-shirt and jeans. She was feeling the pleasure when I’m pinching her nipples and making sounds like hmm, ummm aaaahhhaa but as our lips were locked sounds didn’t come out. Then I tried inserting my hand from below of T-shirt and touched her navel and her skin was so smooth like cotton. I played with her navel for some time and then went up to her sexy asserts as my hands were bigger those perfectly fitted in and I never thought I could hold that big boobs. She was feeling awesome and licking and biting my lips like a sex mad then I got full erect in my pants. She saw that and got hold of it I felt like a shock with that. I opened her bra caps and got her flush melons into my hand and started pinching her nipples. She felt pain and shouted slowly then we checked whether anyone are observing or not as no one in there that time we got full freedom and I was continuously pressing her boobs and kissing her like a mad dog.
After 10 min we heard some sound like someone coming that way so we broke our kiss and I adjusted her T-shirt and still she was lying on my shoulder. The waiter came with butter milk and I made her to drink those and after an hour she felt like normal and asked like to drop her at home. Her husband was out of station and her uncle and aunt were at home. So I dropped her near to her home which is a lonely road, while leaving she hugged me and gave a kiss on my lips and said like thanks for the day. I replied like good days are ahead and she gave a cute smile and pinched me on my cheek and left.

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Garmiyon ke din the,mere dad ko phone aya ki unke dost ki beti apne exam dene yaha pe aa rahi hai,uska centre yaha pada tha..Papa ne mujhe bulaya aur kaha ki uske rehne ka intzam mere room me mere sath kar dete hain…Aur sath hi kaha ki uska khayal rakhna…..

Maine apna room saaf kar diya…Shaam ko papa use station se le aye.. Main college se ghar pahuchi toh dekha woh living room me baithi hai.. mummy papa ke saath..Mummy ke bulane par main waha gayi aur uske samne wale sofe pe baith gayi..Woh ek modern type ki ladki thi..Uska naam shelly tha..Usne black skin tight jeans,pink top pehena hua tha..Kaano me earrings,pink nailpolish…Main use dekte hi reh gayi.Hum sab fir baate karne lage..Papa ne kaha ki usko kamra dikhao..Main use apne kamre me le gayi jo ki upar waale floor pe hai..Papa mummy ka room neche hai..Mere room me ek bed centre me… pink walls..Attchd bathroom..aur matching Pink curtains hai.. Woh nahane chali gayi…Main laptop pe songs sunne lagi.. Jab woh bahar ayi toh ek white tight top pehene hue thi neeche ek red color ki skirt pehni thi..Tab maine use dhang se dekha..Uske shoulder tak kaale baalo se paani tapak raha tha..Uska gora face…Uski figure hoga 34 28 36..Uski gori gori tange…Main mann me sochne lagi yeh badi fashinable ban rahi hai..Ghar me bhi aaram se nahi reh sakti…Woh bed par baith gayi aur hum baate karne lage..Usne apne colege ke bare me bataya..Thodi der bad mummy ne dinner ke liye bulaya..Hum neeche gaye..Papa uski dress dekhkar man hi man gusse me aa gaye…Mere papa purane khayalo ke hai unhe yeh sab accha nahi lagta..Fir humne khana khaya…Woh khate khate bahut bol rahi thi..Main chup chap khane lagi..Tabhi achanak usne apna hath halke se meri thighs pe rakh diya..Mujhe laga ki galti se rakha hoga aur main khana khati rahi…Fir woh samagh gayi ki main aisi nahi hun aur usne apna hath hata liya..Khana khane ke baad hum apne room me chale gaye..Main bed pe baith gayi aur woh chair pe baithi mere samne wali table pe…Mujhe woh side se dikh rahi thi…Woh books padhne lagi….

Uske apne legs table pe rakhe hue the..mujhe woh side se dikh rahi thi…Mera dhayan bar bar uske gori gori tango pe ja raha tha…Ekdum perfect nails..Toned legs..Gori aur chikni jhanghe jispe kuch bhi fisal jaye….Main padhne ki koshish kar rahi thi par nahi kar pa rahi thi….Woh padhte padhte apni jhangho par hath pher rahi thi jaise mujhe lalcha rahi ho..Mujhe ajeeb sa lag raha tha..Pehle aise kabhi nahi hua tha…Thodi der baad maine dekha ki usne apni skirt thodi aur upar kar li hain…Jisse mujhe uski jhangh aur jyada dikhne lagi..Main uske pass aake table pe baith gayi baatein karte karte..mera dhyaan bhatak raha tha kuch kuch…Woh samajh gayi uska plan kamyab ho raha hain..Aur fir mujhse baate karne lagi…College ke baare me, bf ke bare me.,,maine bataya mera koi bf nahi hain..haan kuch ladke peeche pade the par main darti thi maine mana kar diya….baaton m e hum dono khul se gaye…Fir usne bataya ki woh sex kar chuki hain…Mujhe yeh sab baatein nayi lag rahi thi..Woh samagh gayi aur baaton me mera hath pakad liya..mere hatho ko pakde baatein karti rahi…Fir woh mera hath apni tango par pherne lagi..mera ekdum dhyaan gaya..Mujhe accha lag raha tha maine kuch nah kaha bas aakhon aakhon me use dekhne lagi

..Fir mera hath upar apne jhango pe rub karne lagi aur boli mere legs ki shape achi hai na…maine sar haan me hilaya…Mere andar kuch hone laga…Maine apna hath hata liya..Aur chup chap baithi rahi…Usne uthke door lock kar diya..Fir mere samne baith gayi…Aur apni t shirt ke 4 me se upar ke2 button khol diye..Meri aakhen khuli reh gayi.. Main table pe baithi thi toh mujhe uski cleavage dikhne lagi…Usne … fir uthke mere saamne ake khadi ho gayi..Maine aakhen band kar li..woh aage badhi aur woh mere hootho ko chumne lagi….Mera jee machal utha…Mano pait me gudgudi si ho rahi ho…Fir usne mera hath apni tee ke andar gale se dal diya…Meri ungliyon ko uski bra touch hui..Aur uski cleavage..Uski soft soft skin mulayammm mm…Hmmmmmm mmmm mmm….Fir main unhe masalne lagi maze me behekti hui…ummm mmmmm mmmmm…Tabhi achanak woh peche hat gayi aur boli…Yeh kya kar rahi hai tu mere sath;…Main dar gayi…Aur uth gayi..Mujhe sharam ane lagi..Tabhi woh hasne lagi aur kaha…Ki a gar mujhe chhunaa hai toh khud bhi sundar ban…Main kaha main bhi sundar hu..Usne aakh eyebrows se ishara kiya aur kaha “dikha”, aur mere kapde utarne lagi…Usne pehle meri kamiz utari, fir meri salwar…..Fir mere sharir ko kaamuk nazaro se dekhne lagi….Jaise woh dekh rahi thi usse mujhe man me ajeeb si bhavna aa rahi thi,jaisi aajtak kabhi nahi ayi thi…

Usne kaha tu toh aur sundr ban sakti hai..Mujhse bhi jyada…Jaisa main bolu kar.. Maine kaha thik hai….Usne kaha ki main top aur skirt main ekdum sexy lagungi…Toh jaldi se skirt pehen ke aaun…Itne me maine bataya ki mere pass skirt top nahi hai…Usne pucha kyu..Maine bataya ki papa purane khayalo ke hai woh yeh sab nahi pehenne dete mujhe…Main udas ho gayi.. Usne bola ki koi baat nahi main tujhe dilwaungi, chhup ke pehen lena, jab bhi uncle nahi ho,ab tere pass salwar kamiz toh acha sa hoga koi..Yeh jo tune abhi pehen rakha tha yeh toh ekdum acha nahi lag raha tha..Main kaha mere pass bahut fashionable bhi hai par mummy sirf party me pehene deti hai…Usne kaha abhi mere liye pehenlo.Maine fir use apni cupboard dikhai aur usne ek salwar kamiz select kiya aur boli ise pehen ke aa..Main bathroom me chali gayi..Woh ek yellow churidaar salwar thi..Aur kamiz tight fitting ki silk me thi..Gala aage se deep cut tha ,par bahut jyada bhi nahi, aisa ki jab main jhuku toh thode se mere boobs dikh jaye..Usne tab tak soft music chala diya..Main jab bahar aayi toh woh chair pe baithi hui thi..Main uske saamne aake khadi ho gayi..Woh smile karne lagi..Aur kuch na kehte hue sirf duur se hi mujhe ek airkiss di aur aakhon se apni aur aane ka ishaara kiya…Jaise hi main aage ayi toh usne mera hath pakadke kheecha aur mujhe apne god me baitha liya..Ab woh chair pe baithi thi aur main use face karke uske upar taange failake…Usne haatho se mere baal mere face se hataye..Aur mere suit ke khule gale ko dekha… toh waha par meri gardan par kiss karne lagi…Meri saanse tez hone lagi jisse mere boobs upar neche hone lage.

.Tabhi usne mere hoth pe apne hoth rakh diye..Meri aakhen band ho gayi..Fir usne mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya..Aur apna hath peche se mere suit ke andar daal diya aur meri kamar ko sehlane lagi…Ohh my god it was a great feelinggg..ummmm mmmmmm…Uska doosra hath mere baalo me kho gaya tha…Aur uske hoth mere hotho me pehle se khoye hue the..ohhhhh hhhhhhh hhh…Maine apni jeeb nikalke uske muh me daal di..Aisa karte hi usne apne hath se mere suit ke andar hi mere bra ke huk khol diya…Aur mujhe uthate hue table par baitha diya..Aur mere suit ko utarne lagi..Maine kaha ki yeh mat karo mom kabhi bhi aa sakti hai..Kyuki roz raat ko mom mujhe sone se pehle dudh dene ati hai….mujhe dhudh peena bilkul pasand nahi tha par maa jabardasti deti thi….Woh boli dudh toh main pilaungi tujhe aaj apna aur tera bhi peeungi…Ekdam taaza..tab se tujhe dhudh pasand aayega..aur aakh maarke mere rokne par bhi mera suit utar diya….Aur boli door lock kar diya hai…Ab woh mere bra ki strap ko kandhe pe side karti hui ..mere sirf nipple ko jeeb se touch karne lagi aur meri bra utar di… ab mere nipple ko muh me liya aur pata nahi kaise chusa,mujhe aisa mehsus hua ki mere sharir me karant sa daud raha ho aur woh karant mere nipple se bahar nikal raha ho aur uske muh me ja raha ho.ummmmm mmmmmm hmmmm mmmmm..Zindagi me pehli baar aisa laga tha….ahhhhhhhhh….Us samay jab woh ek hath se mere ek boob ko daba rahi thi aur doosre boob ko apni muh se chusne me mag an thi,mujhe mano aasman ki hawa me safar karne ka ehsas ho raha tha..Meri taango ke beech me kuch geelapan mehsus ho raha tha..;ahhhhhhh hhhhhhhh shelly rehne de….Aur meri panty geeli ho chuki thi…Woh mere sharir ko chumte hue neeche aane lagi aur meri naabhi ko chumne lagi..Mujhe gudgudi hui…Tabhi main uske baalo me hath daalke khelne lagi….Meri panty geeli hone ki wajah se khushboo usi ayi aur woh use meri churidaar ke upar se kiss karne lagi…ummmm….mmm ..tabhi ekdum se door pe knock hua….

main dar ke uth gayi aur kapde uthati hui bathroom me ghus gayi…usne darwaza khola…maa aayi thi dudh leke…main tab tak bahar aayi kapde pehenke…maa ne dhudh diya dono ko aur kaha abhi pee jao dono…main naak chadhane lagi…woh side me se aate hue boli ki pee jaa naa dhudh peene me toh bahut maza aata hain…aur jab maa nahi dekh rahi thi usne mera … hath apne boobs pe ferte hue kaha kyu maza aata hain na dhudh peene me taaza taaza..; main ghabra gayi ki maa na dekh le ….maine dhudh pee liya…tabhi woh aage aakar fat se mere hoth chaat gayi apni jeeb se…shukr hain maa ne nahi dekha…meri saase tez chal rahi thi…maa ke jaate hi woh muj h pe tut padi.

.mere upar bistar pe …aur mere kapde kab me utre jaise pta hi nahi chala…shelly mere hotho ko chumne lagi..ummmm ahhhh..aur haath meri panty ke andar daal diya…aur chut ko ragadne lagi…uiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiii rehne de shelly….gudgudi ho rahi hain…..aur woh na maani…aur meri clit ko ragadne lagi…aur hootho ko chumti hui neeche aayi aur mere boobs ko chaatne lagi aur chumne lagi…uhhhh hhhhhh kya maza aa raha tha……shhhh hhhh shellyyyy….ek haath se mera ek boob daba rahi thi doosre haath se meri chut ragad rahi thi …meri clit ko…ummmmm…meri chut me ungli daali….ek ungli hi gayi mushkil se…..ummmm mmmm aur mere boobs choosti rahi….aur meri clit apni thumb se ragadne lagi…..ohhh my god….main toh bas ud gayi hawa me siskiya leti hui…..oh hhhhhh shelly….yeh kya ho raha hain…..ahhhh hhhhhhh hhhhh…….main mar gayi……..aur kar shelly…jo bhi yeh kar rahi hain…..masal daal mujhe,,,

,ummm mmmm mmm woh josh me aati hui mere bo obs dabati masalti….chusti chumti……ummm mmmmm….haye m! era jism garam sa ho gayi main machhli ki tarah machal rahi thi uske haatho me…tadapti hui….dil bahut tez ho gya tha…uhhhhh hhhhhh hhhhhhhh……meri chut me ek ajeeb si feeling ho rahi thi…ek dum se koi jwala ki nikale waali thi……..ruk mat sheely …plzzzz zzzzzzzz zzzzzzzz….woh bhi meri chut ko masti me ragadti hui….ungli karti hui….nipple kaatti hain…..ohhhh hhhhhhh hhhhhhh shelly main toh gayiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiii…..sambhallll mujheeeeee…..ohhhhhh bhagwaannnn nnnnnnn nnnn…bachaooooo ooo….ohhhhhhhh kuch …yeh….kya……samajh nahi aa raha……ohhhh shelly yeh kyaaaaaaa oh my goddddd ddddd dddddd ddddd ddd dddddddd dddd ddddd dddddd dddddd…..ohhhhh hhhhhh goddddd ddddddd ddddddd ddddd…….ahhhhhh hhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhh hhhhh….ummmm mmmmmm mmmmmm……mere sharir akad gaya aur chut se ras behne laga….jhango se behne lagaaaaa……2 min baad shaanti mili….main jannat me thi…shelly neeche aake meri jhange chaatne lagi dikhati hui…chut bhi sab saaf k arne lagi…..aur aakh marti hui upar aayi….aur hum dono ne ek doosre ko ek gehra chumban diya…ummmmm mmmmm mmm….aur khelte khelte so gaye ek doorse ki baahon me.

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She also worked but Pooja normally left for work earlier, even before Rahul woke up, and returned home earlier too. Rahul put his computer bag in the study and went to the kitchen. He admired the posterior of his pretty wife as she stood in front of the cooking range.

She was wearing small cotton shorts and a tank top. As Pooja had thought Rahul liked what she was wearing. It nicely displayed her svelte, 5’6″ tall body. He never got tired of admiring her hot body. She is fair skinned with long black hair that comes down to the middle of her back. Her long creamy legs are smooth and well toned and she has shapely round ass. Her face is very pretty and innocent looking with seductive brown eyes.

He hugged her gently from behind from behind and kissed her long slender neck and then her cheek.

“Meri Jaan ka din kaisa raha.” Rahul asked her in Hindi.

“Theek tha…thoda sa stressful…I don’t understand that some people how do they even get hired.” She responded with a little bit of irritation. Her response was a mix of Hindi and English. It was very typical of both of them to talk that way with each and their other Indian friends.

Turning off the stove she turned around and put her arms around her husband’s neck. She got on her toes and kissed her husband softly. Rahul was six feet tall with a nice physique. He was a good looking guy.

The red and white ivory bangles on Pooja’s wrist pressed against the side of his neck. The bangles she is wearing are called ‘Choora’ and is worn by a newly wed Indian hindu bride.

Pooja and Rahul were married just a month ago. Both of them were from the Delhi, India but now lived in Texas, United States. They met at a friend’s wedding two years ago and fell in love. Pooja is 25 years old and Rahul is 28 years old.

As they kissed lovingly, Rahul moved his hands lower and cupped her ass.

“I like what you are wearing…bahut sexy lag rahi hai meri jaan.” He said to her lovingly.

“Mujhe maloom tha tumhe acha lagega.” She said with a chuckle.

~A little bit of background about Pooja and Rahul~

Rahul was 15 year old when his family emigrated to US and Pooja was 16 years old when her family moved to US.

Pooja had a conservative upbringing and having spent her young, formative years in India, she was very much influenced by the conservative Indian society.

But when she started college, she slowly came out of her shell. She started wearing stylish, skin hugging clothing. She became a little more outgoing, attended parties, started drinking socially. She had her very first boyfriend of her life in sophomore year, Jason, and lost her virginity to him. With Jason she discovered that she truly enjoyed sex. She enjoyed everything about sex, sucking on a cock, having a man go down on her, foreplay, holding a hard cock in her hand, getting her pussy pounded by a cock.

But after one and a half year of dating, she found out that Jason was cheating on her. Since it was her very first relationship, the breakup was very painful for her. It took her a couple of months to get over Jason.

Then in her senior year one of her friend introduced her to Vikram. She started dating him. But their relationship only lasted for one year. Vikram was very possessive, jealous and insecure by nature. If he saw her talking, interacting, laughing with other guys, Vikram would get very upset. He tried to control with whom she could be friends. If she went out without him with her girlfriends, he did not like it. After trying to be the understanding girlfriend, she finally gave up after one year.

Even though she had become quite a bit open, she still was quite reserved in some aspects. She never wore shorts clothes or revealed too much skin. She never had any causal sex or a one night stand like most of her friends had done.

But she did not mind the occasional flirting or flirty banter with a guy. It made her feel good when she knew that a man was admiring her. She was a very fun person to hang out with a bubbly, vivacious personality.

After breaking up with Vikram she did not date anyone until she met Rahul. The first time she talked to him, it was obvious to both of them right away the attraction was mutual. She just knew that he was her soul mate.

They complemented each other perfectly. Rahul was pleasantly surprised when he found out how much Pooja enjoyed sex. He had a very high libido and liked that she never faked enjoying sex like some of his previous girlfriends.

As they started dating, Rahul started encouraging her to wear sexier clothes that showed some skin. Seeing how hot her body is, he wanted show her off a bit, make his friends and other men envious. He really liked the idea of his girl dressing up sexily and other finding her desirable.

First she resisted him but slowly started to indulge him. It started with her agreeing to wear revealing clothing only when she was alone with him at his apartment. But Rahul wanted her to wear sexy clothing when they went out like clubbing, to a restaurant or shopping.

He kept pestering her and finally one day she relented and agreed to go the mall wearing revealing clothes. She wore a small cut off shorts he had bought for her, the daisy dukes. With the daisy dukes she wore a tight top showing slight cleavage and high heels. But she was very concerned that they might run into someone she might now therefore she made Rahul drive to a mall that was fifty miles away in another town.

As they walked around in the mall, Pooja stayed very self conscious. This was very first time she was out in public wearing such small, tight clothes with her long legs completely on display. She felt as if everyone’s eyes were on her. But slowly she started feeling a bit confident when she saw other girls walking around in shorts, mini skirts. In fact she started enjoying the admiring looks she was receiving from other men. She could feel their eyes lingering on her long, luscious legs, ass, her firm b cup breasts. But she remained very self conscious and felt uncomfortable showing so much skin. It was very difficult for her to completely overcome her reserved nature.

Rahul was very pleased at how hot she looked in the attire. He really liked how good his girlfriend’s long, creamy legs looked in the shorts. The high heels made her legs look even more longer and provided an angle which made her round ass look even more enticing.The tight top accentuated her firm b cup breasts. He was filled with pride as his hot girlfriend was checked out by other men.

That day Pooja realized that she enjoyed indulging Rahul’s desires. She liked pleasing him even though she felt uncomfortable. She wrapped her arms around his arm, holding it tight as they walked.

After getting back to his apartment, they talked about their mall trip. Pooja felt very embarrassed but admitted that she liked dressing that way for Rahul and it was kind of exciting knowing other men were checking her out. But she made it clear that she cannot bring herself to wear revealing clothes every time she goes out with him. She will do it only on special occasions, if she was feeling brave and only when just the two of them were out. Not when they were out with their friends and never when they were around family.

Rahul was just ecstatic that she had even considered repeating the experience and happily agreed to her conditions.

So from time to time occasionally she dressed sexily for him when they went out. They started calling them special dates since it happened so infrequently. Even though Rahul wanted it to happen more, he never complained.

He especially liked when they went clubbing or went to a bar to hang out. It stoked his ego when other guys checked her out. Some would even come up to him and tell him that he was lucky to have such a hot girl. As soon as he would leave her alone, guys would offer to buy her drinks and ask her to dance.

A few times with his encouragement she did dance with other guys. She enjoyed dancing and he liked watching her let her hair down, just dance without thinking who she was with. There were times she got felt up while dancing but she was not surprised. Being very pragmatic, she understood that a girl wearing a mini skirt and a revealing top will get felt up if she accepts to dance with a man.

However she felt uneasy and guilty when her body reacted unexpectedly to another man groping her. It excited her. Even though Rahul had also seen Pooja being groped by other men while dancing, he just ignored it. He was even afraid to think about. It was very hard for him to reconcile to the fact that even though he felt angry and intensely jealous, he also got turned on by seeing another man’s hands on her.

~Back to the present~

“Dinner doon…bhukh lagi hai abi?” Pooja asked him.

“Abhi nahi, mujhe bhukh to lagi hai par khane ki nahi…tumhari jism ki bhukh lagi hai.” He said to her lecherously with a smile. He took her into his arms and kissed her.

After the kiss, he said to her, “Jaan meri…bend over the kitchen island.”

She shyly smiled and did what he asked her to do. She put her elbows on the kitchen island arching her back and stuck her ass out. She smiled knowing that she was driving her husband crazy with desire. Pooja knew very well how to excite her new husband.

“You look so sexy…tumhari gori gori chikni tange, tumhari mast gol gaand.” He said lustily. Pooja was shocked hearing the word ‘gaand’ coming out of her husband’s mouth. He had never said anything so crude to her. To her the crude words in Hindi sound extra vulgar and filthier than profane English words. But for some reason she did not feel disgusted by it.

Rahul grabbed her round, shapely ass in his hands and squeezed them roughly making Pooja gasp.

“Mere baby ne kaunsi panty pehni hai?”

“Jaisi tumhe pasand hai…bilkul sexy wali.”

He pulled her shorts down and groaned seeing the black thong. He just loved how the back of it disappeared between the creamy ass cheeks of his wife.

“Jaanu achi lagi?…tumhare liye pehni hai…mere jaanu acha lagta hai main jab aisi sexy panties pehanti hoon?” Pooja asked with a husky tone and wiggled her ass.

“Yes…you look so hot…office bhi yehi panties pehan ke gayee thi?”

Pooja looked back at him and saw the familiar look on his face when he is aroused. She just loved that look.

“Haan baby…yehi black thong pehan ki main office gayee thi”

“Aur kya pehan ke office gayee thi?”

“Push up bra, blue top aur skirt.”

“Did the top show cleavage?…skirt kitni lambi thi?”

“Jaanu main office gayee thee, Bar pe nahi…I don’t go to work wearing tops showing cleavage and showing off my legs…main office knee length ki skirt pehan ke gayee thi.” Pooja said with a giggle.

“Thoda se cleavage dikhati to bahut sexy hota…aur choti skirt hoti…to tumhari gori, gori tange aur bhi dikhti…maybe some guy would have been able to see up your skirt…meri jaan ki sexy panties dekh leta.” Rahul pulled down her panties and Pooja’s heart rate quickened hearing the lusty and lewd words. He had never said anything like this before involving another man. He put his hand between her legs and found her pussy to be sopping wet.

“That is what you want…aur koi admi tumhari nayee dulhan ki skirt ke andar dekhe?…tumhari biwi ki sexy panties dekhe?” Whenever she referred to herself in third person, Rahul knew that she was excited.

He rubbed her clit and shoved a couple of fingers into her wet pussy. She gasped and then started undulated her hips lewdly as he started finger fucking her. She groaned in disappointment when he took his fingers out of her pussy after a couple of minutes of finger fucking.

He opened his pants with the other hand and took out his hard, throbbing cock. He rubbed the thick, fat cockhead on her wet pussy lips making her whimper. Grabbing her hips, he shoved his cock into wet fuckhole with one sharp thrust. His balls smacking against her ass.

“Jaaaanuuu…oh meri Jaaan…aaaahhh…unnhhhh.”She moaned lustily as her husband started fucking her lustily. The kitchen was filled with the squelching noise emanating from her pussy and flesh hitting flesh. Pooja kept moaning, grunting, mewling, squealing as her husband pounded her sopping wet pussy.

Rahul liked the noise her ‘Choora’ were making as he fucked his new wife. The bangles moved back and forth on her wrists as he pounded her.

“Acha laga raha hai meri jaan ko?…aisay hi acha lagta hai meri jaanu ko?” He asked her breathing hard as he kept hammering her.

“Unghhh…oh…yes…yessss.” She started pushing her ass back onto his pounding cock.

After five minutes of non-stop of intense fucking, Pooja started cumming. Intense sensations of pleasure coursed through her body. She got up on her toes and desperately held on to the edge of the granite countertop as her body writhed and the same time she was squealing and mewling.

“Aaah…Rahul…aaahh…bas meri jaan bas…ho goya…ho goya.”

Watching her cum, Rahul was unable to hold back and erupted inside her, coating her pussy wall with his cum.

After both of them had cleaned up and Rahul had changed his clothes, Pooja asked him cheekily, “Ab khana doon…you must have run up quite an appetite now.”

“Haan…ab to sahi main bhukh lag gayee hai.” Rahul said laughing.

After dinner Rahul did the dishes as Pooja relaxed. Later as they were getting ready to go to bed, Pooja remembered the call she had received.

“I completely forgot to tell you…Rashmi Di ne call kiya tha aaj…invite kiya hai apne ghar pe New Year party ke liye.” Pooja told him. “I told her that I will let her know after talking with you…jaana hai unki party main?”

Pooja and Rahul had met the middle-aged Rashmi and Sanjay during their honeymoon cruise on a luxury cruise liner. Rashmi and Sanjay were celebrating their fifteenth wedding anniversary. Sanjay was in his late forties and Rashmi was in her early forties. They were also from India living in US and were very well off. Sanjay had a thriving retail business which he managed with three partners.

Both the couples hit it off immediately when they met at dinner on the first night of the cruise. They were surprised to find out that they also lived in Texas and an hour away from each other. Throughout the cruise they participated in activities together and went on offshore excursions together.

Due to the Indian values instilled in Pooja and the older couple being from India, she did not feel it was appropriate to call them by their names since they were older. She started calling Rashmi, Rashmi Didi (elder sister) and started calling Sanjay Jiju or Jija meaning the husband of sister (brother in law).

During the seven day cruise Rahul noticed Sanjay sneaking lusty glances at Pooja and he was not surprised by it. Since they were on their honeymoon and away from anyone they knew, Pooja had agreed to wear short, revealing clothes during the cruise. All she had brought were short shorts, skirts, dresses and sexy, cleavage revealing tops.

In fact Rahul had insisted that all of the skirts and dresses had to end above her knees, even more shorter if possible and all her tops had to show some cleavage. Also at Rahul’s persistent urging the only swimsuits she had brought for the trip were bikinis. Even though she felt very uncomfortable wearing the bikinis, she wore them to please Rahul. This was the first time ever in her life that she had worn bikinis.

But hanging out with Rashmi helped assuage her uneasiness about wearing revealing clothes and bikinis during the cruise. Rashmi also mostly wore short, revealing clothes and bikini swimsuits. Also Rashmi was very outgoing, flirty and had a very vivacious personality. She reveled in the attention of other men, their lusty looks on her body.

All through the trip, Pooja was completely oblivious that Sanjay kept running his eyes over her hot body since he was very sly. She was very much aware of other guys checking her out and Rashmi. Her and Rashmi even joked about how guys acted casual when trying to run their eyes over their scantily clad bodies.

“We can go…but their home is pretty far away to drive back at night after the party.” Rahul said.

“Rashmi Di ne ye bhi bola hai ki hum raat unke ghar pe hi ruk jayen.”

“Phir theek hai, chalte hain unki party pe”

“Lekin Rahul…hum kisi ko ko bhi jante nahi honge party main…sirf Rashmi Di aur Sanjay Jiju ko hi jante hain…it will be weird…bore na ho jayen.” Pooja was very unsure. “Neeraj aur Priya ke ghar bhi party hai…wahan we will have more fun.”

“Tumhari baat sahi but it can be more fun hanging around with a new group of people…naye dost ban jayenge…Rashmi aur Sanjay are so much…unke dost bhi aise hi honge…bore nahi honge hum.” Rahul reasoned with her.

“Haan I like Rashmi Di a lot…it is fun hanging out with her…okay I will call back and let her know.” Pooja agreed. “Didi ne ye bhi kaha hai ki unhone sab desi ladies ko bola hai ki Indian kapde hi pehne ke liye…she said we are always wearing western clothes, we should have more occasions to wear our ethnic clothes too.”

“I agree…mujhe idea acha laga…we should go shopping this weekend buy you something really nice.”

“Mujhe lagta hai tum duniya main ek hi aise aadmi ho jo kapde shopping ka soch ke khush ho jaate ho.” She smiled at playfully. “But don’t even think about asking me to buy something really revealing or sexy.”

“Nothing like that…just ek normal sa ghagra-choli…bas thoda sa sexy.” Rahul thought she would look hot in a ghagra choli.

“Yeah whatever…forget about it…main ghagra choli pehan ke nahi jaane wali…pata nahi kaun kaun aayega aur mujhe maloom hai tum aisa ghagra choli pasand karoge jo bilkul inappropriate hoga.”

“Tabhi toh…kisi ko hum jaante nahi hain…tum bina kisi sharmahat ke sexy kapde pehan sakti ho…tumhari Rashmi didi bhi aisa hi kuch sexy pehnegi…she likes dressing sexy, follow her lead..” Rahul tried to convince her.

“Aisa thode nahi hai ki mujhe sharam nahi aati hai jab main revealing kapde pehenti hoon anjan logon ke samne…even though I feel uncomfortable I do it for you…jaanu didi ki party mein sab desi log honge…pata nahi koi jaan pehchan wala nikal aaye.” She said apprehensively.

“Phir Rashmi didi ki baat aur hai…she likes wearing sexy clothes, flaunting her body…she is a very confident woman and has completely embraced the norms of US…she came here when she was very young and grew up in a surrounding where it was normal for a girl to wear such revealing clothes…for me it is just very difficult to get over the idea of showing so much skin, I was in India during my formative years…wahan pe maine kabhi bhi chote kapde nahi pehne.” She explained to her husband.

“Main samajhta hoon jaanu…I just want you to try to be little bit more like Rashmi.”

“Main koshish kar rahi hoon…lekin desi logon ke samne main aur zyada self-conscious ho jaati hoon.”

“Theek hai…how about a nice saree which you can wear low on your hips with a nice backless blouse?”

“Mere babyeee…saree ek to bahut cumbersome hoti hai…makes it difficult to move around freely, I won’t be able to dance with you freely…plus the way you have explained it…it will be as revealing as a ghagra choli…main bahut self conscious rahoongi, apna palu sambhalti rahoongi.”

“Okay…wear a sexy salwar kameez…we are going shopping this weekend and I will pick a nice little sexy salwar kameez for you…no excuses for this.” Rahul said with mock sternness.

“Theek hai meri jaan…sexy sa salwar kameez kharid do mere liye, apni jaan ke liye main pehan loongi.” Pooja said lovingly.

She turned on her side with her back to Rahul as she closed her eyes. He spooned her from back pressing his crotch into her ass and put his arm around her waist. Feeling his hardness, she pushed back her plump ass onto Rahul’s crotch.

“Abhi sone ka irada lagta nahi hai?”

“Meri jaanu ki ass itni sexy hai ki meri neend hi uda di jab maine dekha.” Saying that Rahul put his hand under her top and grabbed her firm b cup tit. He squeezed her tits and gently rolled and pinched the small, hard, pink nipples making her moan.

“Pehle aaj jab hum kitchen mein thay.” She said shyly as she hesitated. “You used the hindi word for ass…bahut hi vulgar, cheap laga sun ke.”

“Sorry baby…main bahut zyada turn on ho gaya tha aur bas moonh se nikaly gaya…bura laga tumhe?”

“Nahi…just thoda sa shocking laga…hindi main aise words kuch zyada hi dirty lagte hain.”

Hearing her words got Rahul thinking and after staying quiet for a moment, he asked, “Tumhe hindi ke aise dirty words hain saare maaloom hain?”

“Haan maloom hai.”

“Kaise pata chala tumhe…achhe ghar ki Indian ladkiyan toh aise words kabhi use nahi karti hain.” He was surprised.

“Lekin remember I grew up in Delhi…all the men use it and quite a few times they don’t even care who is around when they say it, in school boys used to talk among themselve we overheard it quite few times, plus a girl hears her father, brothers, uncles sometimes even use these kind of words.” She explained. “Plus we girls are kind of curious too and we sometimes we talk about what we heard, joke about it, or if someone does not know meaning of a word ask about it.”

“I see…that is how…to tumhe hindi mein saari dirty galiyan bhi maloom hogi?”

“Haan…I think so.” She said shyly.

“Mujhe lagta tha meri jaan bholi bhali si hai…lekin tumhe to saari gandi words bhi maloom hai.”

“Meri galti thori hai ki tum mard log aise words masoom ladkiyon ke samne use karte ho…jaise tumne aaj use kiya.”

“Sahi baat hai…ek baat boloon…kabhi kabhi mera bada mann karta hai sex ke time pe tumse dirty talk karne ka.” Rahul huskily whispered into her ear, kissing her sensitive neck and pinched her small, pink nipple.

Her pulse quickened hearing her husband. She responded demurely, “Achha…meri friend Jennifer bhi ek baari mujhe bata rahi thi ki uske husband ko dirty talk acha lagta hai sex karte hue.”

“Jennifer ko acha lagta hai kya jab uska pati gandi gandi baatein karta hai?…usko gande gande naam se bulata hai?…gandi gandi gaaliyan use karta hai?” Rahul lustily whispered into her ear as he moved his hand from her tit and inserted it inside her shorts and panties feeling her smooth pussy. She instinctively separated her legs, giving better access to Rahul.

“Haan…Jennifer ko acha lagta hai.” She moaned as she responded.

“Meri jaan ko acha lagega agar main gandi baatein karunga?…bahut tharki baatein karunga.”

“Hindi aur English dono mein gandi baatein karoge mera saath jaanu?” She gasped as he started rubbing her swollen clit.

“Haan dono mein…hindi mein aur zyada dirty lagega…very filthy and vulgar…bolo accha lagega jab gandi gandi baatein bolunga? Bilkul cheap talk? Sadak chhap baatein with no respect?” He said to her as he inserted two fingers into her pussy and kept rubbing her clit.

She grunted and mewled as he finger fucked her. “Maloom nahi…jaanu.” She was breathing hard with her mouth open and eyes half closed.

“Teri choot jaisi gilli ho rakhi hai…mujhe lagta hai tujhe acha lagega.” Rahul said crudely.

A shock went through her mind hearing her loving husband use such disrespectful language. Being from a very respectful family no one had ever talked to her in such way, using such words.. It was very shocking hearing her loving educated husband say ‘Teri, Tujhe’ to her and saying ‘choot.’ This is the kind of language used by the uneducated people, people belong to lower social strata.

She spread her legs even more for her husband.

“Haan ache is tange khol apne yaar ke liye…tabhi tujhe pura maza ayega.” Hearing the lusty cheap hindi talk and continued ministrations of her husband, she started cumming hard. She grunted loudly as she clamped her legs close trapping her husband’s hand. Her toes curled she desperately grabbed the bedsheets.

Rahul just loved the sight of watching Pooja cum. He softly, lovingly kissed her cheeks and neck as she came. “I love you so much jaanu.” He whispered into her ear.

After she came down from her orgasmic high, she unclasped her legs to release Rahul’s trapped hand. She could still feel some mini orgasms going off in her pussy and her legs slightly trembled. She always experience these after an intense orgams. Something akin to aftershocks after a big earthquake.

She shyly turned her face back to look at her husband and he started loving kissing her.

“That was really intense.” She said shyly.

“I guess you kind of like the cheap, dirty talk.” He said with a smile.

“Jaanu…please.” She said with embarrassment. “Please kuch nahi bolo iss bare mein.”

Rahul immediately understood that his shy wife even though was turned on by the dirty talk, she was feeling too ashamed to think about it or talk with him about it. He knew now that she would not mind if he talks dirty to her.

Rahul proceeded to take off her clothes and made gentle love to her without talking dirty. It was just a way for him to reassure her and make her feel like a lady who is loved by her husband.

He decided that he will only talk dirty to her when he just Fucked her. When it was all about just sex, wanton, depraved, carnal, animalistic sex. When she was not a lady to him but just a dirty little slut, a piece of meat , a fuckhole to satiate his sexual hunger.

Later Rahul searched online and found a nice boutique that sold sexy designer salwar kameez. The store was in another city close to where they lived. He decided to go to the store Saturday afternoon and on their way back go to a night club.

Saturday late afternoon when Pooja was about to get ready, he told her to wear something sexy.

“Rahul!…tumhara dimag to thikane pe hai…hum desi store pe jaa rahe hain, pata nahi kaun mil jaye, koi jaan pehchan wala na mil jaye…kya sochenge mujhe dekh kar…store pe kaam karne wali bhi desi honge woh kya sochenge mere bare mein.” She protested and stared at Rahul after expressing her concern.

“Are you done?…meri puri baat to suno pehle…ye boutique hamare city mein nahi hai…door hai yahan se…so don’t worry.” He explained to her.

“But phir bhi…store mein to desi log kaam karte honge.” She weakly protested.

“Us se kya farak padta hai…tum koi bilkul slutty kapde thode pehan ke jaoge…just something sexy and elegant showing a little bit of skin in a classy way…so many girls wear clothes like it. Plus we’ll go dancing…to a night club” He reassured her.

“Okay…kya pehnu main?” Her pulse quickened hearing about go to a night club. It will be the first time they will be going dancing since they got married.

“Woh jo tumhari light blue wali skirt jo tumhare mid-thighs tak aati hai… woh pehan lo…sexy lagti hai meri jaan usme…tumhari gori, gori, smooth legs ko main admire kar sakta hoon.” He said with a smile. “Aur uske saath koi bhi stylish, sexy top pehan lena.

She smiled back at him and went to get ready.

When she came back Rahul was very pleased to see how pretty and sexy she looked. Even though the skirt was tight around her hips, it was free flowing. But it was made of fabric that clung to the body. Rahul really liked how the skirt stuck to her thighs and her round ass. When she walked, a person could clearly see her ass undulate enticingly under the skirt. The three inch open toed heels she wore with the skirt made her look even more hot. With the skirt she was wearing a short sleeved white top with v-neck, showing a slight cleavage, she looked sexy and elegant.

He liked the way the ‘choora’ looked on her slender wrists. “Wow baby…you look so hot.” Rahul was very happy with what she had chosen to wear with the skirt he had suggested. Pooja was very please seeing the look on his face.

“Mujhe lagta hai mera baby khush hai meri choice se.” She happily smiled at him. “You are right I worry too much…just give me some time…I will get over my inhibitions.”

“I know jaan…you will…” Rahul said. “Ye toh batao…bra aur panties kaunsi pehni hai?” Rahul asked.

Pooja smiled teasingly at him and said, “Mere jaanu ko jaisi achi lagti hai waisi.”

“Woh lacy bra, almost see through wali…aur uske saath thong?” Rahul guessed.

“Right about the bra and panties…woh jo black bralette tumko pasand hai…aur black lacy thong.” The sheer bralette bra is just perfect for her small, firm breasts.

Rahul groaned hearing that. “Nice…badi sexy lagti hai tumhari ass usme…puri nangi rehti hai ass aur woh bra mein tumhare chote, firm boob bade mast lagte hain.” He said lustily and pulled her towards him and tried to pull up her skirt.

“Stop baby…abhi jaana hai humne…wapas aake club se…tum aur bhi excited hoge.” She really wanted to please her husband. She turned around her showed him her posterior, “Achi lagti hai na tumko…skirt jaise chupki hui hai mere peeche.”

Rahul immediately understood that she was indicating that she will be more open and playful at the club. It excited him thinking about it. “I really like what I am hearing…bahut mast lag rahi tumhari ass is clinging skirt mein.” He said with a smile.

“Haan…tum jo chahte ho ki mein sexy kapde pehnu, relaxed rahun, enjoy karun tumhare saath…I really want to do it…mujhe maloom hai tum frustrate ho jaate hoge mujhse…I want to be sexy for you, jaisa tum chahte ho.” She said to him softly

“Jaan main frustrate nahi hota hoon tumse aisa mat socho…yes I really do like it when you are sexily dressed and other men cannot keep their eyes off you.”

“Okay…I will change my mindset…mera jaanu chahta hai ki main sexy dikhoon…I will do it…par jab koi desi aadmi ghurta hai mujhe then I get very uncomfortable…they just seem so lecherous, just keep staring…I wish they could be more like Sanjay jiju.”

Hearing about Sanjay, Rahul started laughing.

“Tum hans kyun rahe ho?” Pooja seemed very surprised.

“Tumhara Sanjay jiju bada chaloo hai…cruise pe jab bhi usko lagta tha ki Rashmi aur tum nahi dekh rahe ho, uski puri nazar tumhara jism pe hoti thi.” He told her. “Tum bikini mein itni sexy lagti ho…gora gora jism, flat stomach, mast ass, mast tange…tumhare jiju ki nazar hi nahi hat rahi thi.”

“I cannot believe it…mujhe laga ki woh actually different hai, baki tharki middle aged desi mard jaise nahi hai.” She sounded disappointed.

“I don’t blame him…meri biwi hai hi itni khoobsurat…tum itna sochna band karo ki desi aadmi kya sochega tumhare bare mein…just enjoy the attention.”

“Yeah easy tumhare liye bolna.”

“Okay do one thing…abhi hum Indian kapdon ke boutique mein ja rahe hain, wahan koi na koi desi aadmi hoga…he will stare at you…tumhare jaisi khubsoorat, Indian ladki short skirt mein…desi aadmi tumhe ghure ga zaroor and you cannot do anything about it, just accept that it will happen…enjoy the attention…tharki sa middle aged aadmi, lusting for you…will you try to do it?” He asked.

“Okay…I will.” She said shyly.

On their drive to the boutique, Rahul kept his hand on her, feeling her creamy thighs and marvelled at the smoothness of her skin. Pooja naturally did not get hair on most of her body except for hair in her armpits and her pussy which she always shaved. Rahul liked her pussy to be completely devoid of hair.

He ran his hand up and down her thighs and playfully tried to move it under her skirt. She immediately pushed his hand away.

“You are going to get us is in trouble…car chalane pe dhyan do…aage dekho.” She playfully admonished her.

The boutique was in an upscale small strip mall. When they entered the mall there were two customers in the store and there was one man helping out the the two ladies. The man seemed to be the owner of the store. He seemed to be in his mid fifties with greying hair and beard.

As Rahul and Pooja entered the store, he greeted them pleasantly, “Hello…please have a look around…I will be with you after I have helped these beautiful ladies.” Saying that he ran his eyes up and down Pooja’s body and then went back to helping the two women customers.

Rahul and Pooja headed towards the section where the salwar kameez were. They looked at he clothes and Pooja was very impressed by the quality and the various designer labels available.

As they looked through clothes Pooja kept waiting for Rahul to tell her which one he liked.

Soon the other two ladies the shop owner was assisting left and the he came to them. “Hello, my name is Javed…to aap log India se hain?” He asked as he ran his eyes over Pooja.

“Haanji…I am Rahul and this is my wife Pooja…aap bhi India se hain?”

“Nahi main Pakistan se hoon…tum dono newly married ho.” Javed said with a smile gesturing towards Pooja’s choora. “Kab hui shaadi?” He looked at Pooja and asked her.

“Abhi ek mahina hi hua hai.” She told him.

“Very nice…congratulations to both of you…and young man you are very lucky to have such a beautiful wife.” Javed grinned as he blatantly checked out her hot body again.

“So how can I help you two…salwar kameez kharidni hai?”

“Yes…wohi dekh rahe thay.” Rahul responded.

“Pooja batao kaisi style ki, design mein chahiye…phir main help kar sakta hoon salwar kameez dikhane mein…kaise type a salwar kameez chahiye…churidar, anarkali, punjabi style?”

“Not sure.” Pooja had not thought about what kind she wanted to buy since she expected Rahul to pick the one for her.

“With a nice slim body like yours…and you have nice long legs…tumhari jaisi body pe to churidar ya phir anarkali style sahi rahega.” Javed said nonchalantly and he starts taking some churidar and anarkali suits from the rack and starts showing to Pooja.

She looks at Rahul and he shook his head that he does not like any of them. Javed immediately noticed the interaction between them.

“Yeh agar pasand nahi hai to aur bhi stylish salwar kameez hai…aur kuch dikhaoon.” He asked Rahul. “Batao exactly kaisi type ki salwar kameez leni hai apni wife ke liye.” Now Javed understood that it was Rahul who was going to select the salwar kameez for his wife.

“Ek party mein jana hai uske liye thoda stylish, party salwar kameez leni hai.” Rahul explained.

“Okay something sexy and stylish then.” Javed understood what Rahul wanted right away. He had sold sexy dresses to other husbands before who like to show off their wives.He then led the couple to another section of the store where more salwar kameez were hanging.

“Party dresses mein aaj kal ghagra choli bahut popular Indian ladkiyon mein…tumhari biwi badi sexy lagegi usme…party mein koi nazar nahi hata payega Pooja se.”

“Ghagra Choli nahi…Pooja comfortable feel nahi karegi usme.” Rahul said looking at Pooja and he smiled.

“Okay…chalo phir yeh dekho…sab bade hi nice party salwar kameez hain.” He pointed to a very stylish collection of salwar kameez. Rahul and Pooja selected three salwar kameez for her to try on.

Again her deeply embedded hesitation about calling an older desi man by his name surfaced and she asked, “Uncle yeh fitting room kahan hai?”

Javed pointed towards the corner of the store and said, “Woh udhar corner pe hai.”

The fitting room was at the back of the store and not clearly visible being surrounded by racks of clothes. As she came close to the fitting room she saw that it has curtains in place of a door. She felt uneasy looking at the the curtains and how the curtains ended a few inches above the floor. Her lower legs would be visible to anyone who would be standing in front of the fitting room.

As she walked away Javed could not help but look at her ass visibly undulating under the clingy skirt. “Rahul ek baat batao, tumhari wife America mein pali badi hui hai?” Javed asked curiously.

“Nahi…jab woh solah saal ki thi tab ayee thi…kyun puch rahe hain aap?”

“Main thoda surprise hua ki woh aisi sexy skirt pehan rakhi hai…lekin ghagra choli pehne se sharmati hai…aur phir yahan per pali hui ladki toh easily revealing kapde pehan leti hain…kuch baat samajh mein nahi ayee thi…lekin ab samajh raha hoon.” He smiled lecherously. “Tumko acha lagta hai tumhari biwi sexy kapde pehenti hai toh.”

“Haan…achi lagti hai Pooja sexy kapde mein…she has a nice body for sexy clothes.” Rahul said proudly.

“Chalo fitting room ke paas khade hote hain…Pooja bahar ayegi to dekhna kaunsi salwar kameez tumhe pasand aati hai.”

Standing in front of the fitting room, Rahul was surprised to see that the fitting room had curtains and ended few inches above the floor. He glanced at the older man and saw that Javed’s eyes were focused on Pooja’s lower legs that were visible beneath the curtain.

Pooja’s heart rate quickened hearing the voices of the two men close to the fitting room. She was filled with mixture of nervousness and excitement knowing that a stranger standing with her husband would be able to partially see her taking off her skirt and try on clothes.

Her heart beating erratically she took off her open toed heels. But she was feeling very shy so she turned her back to the curtains before taking off her clothes. Then biting her lower lip nervously, she unsnapped her skirt, lowered the zip letting the skirt fall around her pretty dainty feet.

Rahul heard a sharp intake of breath emanate from Javed as Pooja’s skirt fell around her feet. The older man touched the front of his pants as she quickly bent down and picked up the skirt. She then proceeded to take off the top and hung them on the hooks on the wall..

Rahul felt a pit in the bottom of stomach knowing that his wife was a few feet away behind a curtain standing just in her flimsy bra and panties. He glanced at Javed who was rubbing the front of his pants and was completely riveted by what was happening behind the curtain.

Both the men watched as she put on the salwar which was basically the tight churidar style.and then stood straight as she put on the kameez.

After checking how she looks in the mirror she pushed apart the curtain and stepped out.

“Yeh kaisi lag rahi hai?” She looked at Rahul and nervously asked.

Both the man just stared at her without saying a word for a moment and then Javed said to her, “Apni heels bhi pehno…sexy lagta hai heels ke saath.”

She looked at Rahul and he just nodded at her. He looked behind her inside the fitting room and saw the small skirt and her top on the wall hook.

Pooja put on her heels and came back. “Ab bolo…yeh salwar kameez achi lag rahi hai.”

“Thoda chal ke dikhao…aage peeche…ghumo pura…modeling karo tab jyada pata chalega ki kaisa lag raha hai.” Said Javed without giving an opportunity to Rahul say anything.

She looked towards Rahul and he said, “Haan thodi si modeling karo.” She walked away from them then walked back towards them and did a pirouette. Stopping she looked at Rahul expectantly.

The salwar kameez she was wearing was the Anarkali style. It has quite a bit of embroidery and looked very elegant. The kameez has a v-neck with long sleeves. The kameez was tight at the upper body and then blossomed out ending below her knees.

Rahul stared at her and shook her head. “Theek hai…lekin kuch khas nahi”

She went back in and tried the next one. The salwar was again Anarkali style with short sleeve and sweetheart style neckline. Both the men watched with rapt attention as she took off salwar kameez put on the next one.

The second salwar kameez showed slight cleavage and the back of the kameez was square and low. Pooja looked good in it but Rahul was still not impressed with it. He was also not impressed with the third one.

Suddenly Javed remembered that he had a cotton salwar kameez in churidar style that was pretty sexy. Since it was made of cotton and not very flashy, he had not put it with the party salwar kameez collection.

“Mere paas ek suit hai…mujhe lagta hai tumhe pasand ayega Rahul.” Saying that Javed went to get it.

He came back with peach colored, churidar salwar kameez with nice embroidery. Rahul immediately liked the look of it.

“I like this one…dikhne mein bahut acha hai.” Rahul said as Javed handed him the salwar kameez. As Rahul looked over the salwar kameez, he liked how soft and thin the fabric felt. It had some nice embroidery around the edges and on the bust. The kameez was sleeveless, with a deep scoop neck and a really low back, like a backless dress.

“Yeh pehan ke dikhao baby.” Rahul handed her the churidar salwar kameez.

Grabbing it, Puja went inside the fitting room and pulled the curtain close. But she did not realize that this time she had not completely pulled the curtains together completely. There was a small gap and she was partly visible.

She again turned her back towards the curtain as she pulled the drawstring to take off the salwar.

Javed looked at Rahul and both the men stared at each other for a moment with Javed smugly smiling. Rahul’s heart beat erratically as a sense of uneasiness came over him knowing that the older Pakistani man is going to see his wife in her underwear. But at the same time he felt his cock harden and he turned his face away to look at his wife.

Completely oblivious that there is a gap between the curtains, Pooja took off the salwar and then the kameez. Standing in the fitting room wearing just her the black thong and the flimsy, sheer bralette with her back towards the curtains.

Both the men could partially see her scantily clad nubile body as she moved to pick up the other churidar salwar kameez. Javed looked mesmerized as he stared at her smooth, fair skin. The narrow waist, flaring hips, the beautiful round ass with the back of the thong completely disappearing between the creamy fleshy globes, her long toned legs. Javed liked how the black skinny straps of her bralette looked on her smooth back.

“Kya mast gora gora jism hai…saali ki gaand badi mast hai.” Javed said to no one in particular as he kept running his eyes over her. His voice was filled with lust and he was rubbing the front of his pants.

Rahul was stunned hearing the words from Javed. It sounded so dirty and lecherous. His hard cock twitched.

As Pooja picked up the other salwar kameez to try on, she felt something amiss and glanced back. Her eyes opened wide with shock as she saw two pair of lustful eyes staring at her. Her face turned crimson as she quickly pulled the curtains close.

She stood in the fitting room feeling completely ashamed. But as she remembered the smoldering, lusty look in the eyes of the two men and how they were rubbing their crotch an involuntary shiver went through her body. She rationalized that how excited and happy Rahul must be. This is what he wants, to show her off and he got it. Thinking about Rahul she steeled herself and put on the churidar salwar kameez.

The salwar kameez was a perfect fit. She wore the white churidar salwar at her hips like a low rise jeans. It is tighter fitting at the hips, thighs and ankles and looks, felt more like leggings. Like a typical churidar salwar the length is longer than the legs. The extremes are crinkled and crumpled to fit.

The sleeveless, peach kameez came down to her knees. The deep scoop neck showed off most of her upper chest. With tantalizing view of the upper swell of her small, firm breasts and the cleft between them. The back of the kameez is low, almost coming down to the middle of her back showing the skinny straps of her bra. The kameez perfectly fit her svelte body, clinging to it. If someone watched real closely they will be able to almost see her skin through the thin, embroidered, cotton fabric of the peach colored kameez.

Despite her misgivings, she felt good wearing it. Pooja knew she looked hot and Rahul would just love it. The only thing she did not like about it was the way her bra straps were showing in the back.

Taking a deep breath she pushed apart the curtains and stepped outside. “Rahul…yeh kaisi lag rahi hai?” She asked locking eyes with Rahul. She was feeling too ashamed to look at Javed.

“This is very nice…bahut khoobsurat lag rahi ho.” Rahul kept staring at her. He liked how the salwar kameez looked on her. He could make out that she was wearing the salwar low at her hips and could almost see her flat stomach and bellybutton through the kameez.

“Tumhari biwi badi sexy lag rahi hai miyan…party mein logon ki nazar nahi hatne wali tumhari biwi ki sexy jism se.” Javed said with a chuckle. “Pooja ghumo to zara…dekhen toh peeche se kaisi lagti ho salwar kameez pehan ne ke baad.” He said lecherously with a smirk.

Pooja blushed and felt the heat rising to her face knowing that Javed was referring to seeing her in underwear.

“Haa Pooja dikhao suit peeche se kaisa dikhta hai.” Rahul also demanded..

She shyly turned around so that her husband and the older man could see her posterior.

“Bahut sexy lag rahi hai tumhari biwi…bahut lucky ho itni sexy biwi hai tumhari…gora jism bilkul perfect hai aisi sleeveless, low back kameez ke liye…mast lag rahi hai nangi baahein, nangi peeth…itni mast tarah se fit hui hai tumhari biwi ki patli kamar pe, ubhare hue hips pe…mast gol chuttar pe.” Javed’s words were dripping with lust and he was completely mesmerized staring at her nubile body.

Hearing his lusty tone and words Pooja was shocked but felt a little bit of thrill too. She herself was surprised by own reaction and quickly turned around and said to Rahul, “Tumhe agar pasand hai toh…yeh salwar kameez kharid lete hain…shaam hone lagi hai…we need to leave.”

“Haan…I like it…bas ek cheez theek nahi lagi…tumhari bra straps nazar aa rahi hai.” Rahul said thoughtfully.

“Bra mil jaati hai aise backless dress ke liye woh kharid loongi main.” Pooja responded.

“Rahul mujhe lagta hai Pooja yeh salwar kameez bina bra ke pehan sakti hai…iske boobs chote hain or mast firm hai, support ki zaroorat hai nahi iske boobs ko…kameez bhi thodi is padded hai bust area mein, bina bra ke ley jana party mein apni khubsoorat biwi ko…bahut hot rahega.” Javed suggested brazenly.

“Hmmm…yes idea bura nahi hai…Pooja pehan sakti hai bina bra ke.” Rahul felt excited about his wife not wearing a bra at the party.

“Forget about it…main bra ke bina ye kameez nahin pehan ne wali.” Pooja said firmly.

“Okay…theek hai…baad mein dekh lenge.” Rahul responded. “Toh boliye Javed bhai kitne ka yeh salwar kameez hai?”

“Arrey miyan…kuch dene ki zaroorat nahin hai.” Javed said. “Aaj pehli baari hua hai ki main khush hoon ki dukan mein aur koi customer nahi aaya.” Javed chuckled. “Aaj pehli baari itna enjoy kiya hai maine customer ko help karte hue.” He said suggestively.

“I don’t think this is right…hum yeh free mein nahi lena chahte.” Suddenly Pooja interjected.

“Toh…aisa soch lo ki meri taraf se tohfa hai…tum dono ke liye…wedding gift to make things exciting for both of you.” Javed winked at Pooja.

“Javed bhai…yeh theek nahi hai…kuch discount kar lo but free is just too much.” Rahul insisted.

“Tum dono decide karo keemat…mein kapde change karke aati hoon.” Saying that Pooja walked towards the fitting room. Without even thinking Pooja put a little extra sway in her hips as she walked away. Even though she was afraid to admit it, she was enjoying the attention of the two men. Enjoying the look of desire in their eyes for her.

Watching her smooth naked back, her swaying hips, made him overcome his restraint and Javed said to Rahul, “Rahul tum itna insist kar rahe ho toh…tum mujhe paise mat do…lekin ek mast si yaad de sakte ho paise ke badle.”

“Matlab?…kaisi yaad?” Rahul was perplexed but he knew it has to do something with his wife. He looked towards the fitting room as Pooja closed the curtains.

“Mujhe tumhari biwi ko kapde badalte hue dekhna hai…bahut sexy hai tumhari nayi naveli dulhan, poori zindagi yaad rakhunga uska sexy jism…ye kimat manzoor hai?.” The older man looked expectantly at Rahul. “Agar nahin manzoor hai…toh bhi koi baat nahi.” Javed smiled.

Rahul just kept looking at Javed without saying anything. He was stunned by the bold demand of this man he barely knew. He felt disquieted by the request. But at the same time the idea of another man watching his wife while she is wearing only her underwear excited her. He looked towards the fitting room and immediately noticed that Pooja is standing still, completely unmoving.

She had heard what Javed had said. With her heart beating erratically, she stood still behind the curtain waiting with bated breath. Waiting to see what her kinky husband would do.

Even though he is filled with anxiety, Rahul says while his heart thumps inside his chest, “Theek hai…lekin dukan ka darwaza bandh kar lo, aur koi na a jaye.”

“Okay…main darwaza bandh karta hoon…tum Pooja ko bahar bula lo.” Saying that Javed pursed his lips in a self-satisfied smirk.

Rahul walked up to the fitting room and pushed apart the curtains.

Pooja nervously looked at her husband. “Jaanu…hum yeh kya kar rahe hain…woh itni umar wala, pakistani aadmi hai…tum chahte ho ki main uske samne kapde badlun?…yeh bilkul theek nahin hai, kisi ko pata chala…kisi ko isi ne bata diya?” She was was filled with apprehension and fear and excitement.

“Kisi ko nahi pata chalega…yeh humko jaanta nahi hai, hamari jaan pehchan mein kisi ko nahi jaanta…aur store mein kahin bhi camera bhi nahin laga hua.” He reassured. “Phir usne toh tumhe already dekha hai underwear mein…chalo bahar aa jao.”

Pooja reluctantly stepped outside the fitting room as Javed came back.

“Darwaza bandh kar diya…store ka open ka sign bhi band kar diya hai.” Javed said with a self satisfied smile. He was very eager to see the just married, Indian beauty in her sexy underwear.

Pooja nervously looked at the two men and then lifted the front of her kameez in order to get to the drawstring holding the salwar at her hips. She pulled open the drawstring and then pushed her tight churidar salwar down. Her hands trembled as she disrobed herself in front of a stranger.

“Rahul…tumhe apni biwi ki help karni chahiye, bahut nervous lag rahi hai.” Javed said to him.

He simply nodded and got down on her knees to help Pooja take off the tight churidar salwar. She put her hand on her husband’s shoulder for support as he took off her salwar so that another man could see her scantily clad body.

Pooja had taken off her heels to take off the churidar salwar so as soon as Rahul pulled off the salwar, Javed said lecherously, “Pooja heels wapas pehan le…bahut sexy lagti hain teri gori gori tange heels mein.”

Both Rahul and Pooja immediately noticed that the older Pakistani man did not talk to her in the respectful way he was talking earlier and also he was openly rubbing the front of his pants. Both of them just pretended as if it was nothing.

Rahul grabbed the heels and help his wife slide her feet into them.

“Nice…mast lag rahi hai teri nangi tange.” It was like lust was dripping from his mouth.

Rahul stood up in front of her grabbing the hem of the kameez and pulled it off her.

“Ab theek hai jaanu?…sexy lag rahi hoon main?…you enjoying showing me off?” She whispered huskily, breathing hard. She was looking up to her husband and her face had turned crimson with embarrassment. “Main apne jaanu ke liye sexy dikhna chahti hoon.”

“Haan jaan…bahut sexy lag rahi hai…Javed toh apni nazar hi nahi hata pa raha hai tumhari sexy body se.” Rahul whispered back lustily and gently kissed her.

“Arrey yaar samne se toh hato Rahul…tumhari biwi ka sexy jism toh dekhne do.” Javed said impatiently.

Rahul moved aside as Pooja kept staring at her husband. She was feeling butterflies in her stomach..

“Kya mast chikna, gora badan hai…saali puri maal hai.” Javed said lecherously. “Tere mamay bade mast lag rahe hain iss bra mein…zara ghum toh…teri mast gaand dekhni hai…yeh choti is kachi mein bahut sexy lag rahi hai tu…puri gaand nangi hai teri.”

It was very shocking to both Rahul and Pooja hearing the coarse language being used by the older man.

“Main nahi ghumungi…sirf kapde badalna hai maine tumhare samne.” Pooja responded firmly.

“Chal koi baat nahi…ja apne kapde toh liya fitting room se.” Javed said with a smug smile.

Pooja looked at her husband shyly and he gestured her to do it. She turned her back to Javed and walked towards the fitting room.

The young, newly married woman’s svelte body is a delectable sight in just the lacy thong panties, sheer bralette, and heels. Javed lustily stared at her hot body. He was an ass man and his cock twitched seeing her naked ,creamy, round ass cheeks undulate sexily.

The young wife quickly retrieved her skirt and top and put them back on. She was very concerned about the whole thing getting out of hand. She could feel the lusty eyes of both the men on her body.

“Bahut khush naseeb ho jo tum roz raat ko isko bistar mein leke jate ho.” Javed said with a wistful longing tone.

“Woh toh hoon mein.” Rahul said to him as he picked up the salwar kameez and handed to him.

Javed put the clothes in a bag and handed it to Pooja. “Is ke saath dupatta toh diya nahi?” She asked.

“Sorry bhool gaya…tum cheez hi ho aisi, aadmi ka dimag kharab kar do.” He hungrily ran his eyes over her body as he went to get the dupatta.

He handed her the dupatta which was peach colored and basically transparent.

“Is salwar kameez ke saath jab yeh dupatta logi to aur bhi zyada sexy lagogi.” He smiled lecherously at her. “Ye party mein pehne ke baad tumhe ghagra choli pehan ne mein koi sharam nahin aayegi…agli baar tum ghagra choli lene ke liye aana…jaise bologi waise silwa denge…bilkul sexy, backless. hips pe bilkul low pehan ne wali…jaise yeh skirt pehni hai tumne.”

“Theek hai…agar Pooja tayar ho jayegi ghagra choli pehan ne ke liye toh hum phir aayenge.” Rahul responded.

“Bas aane se ek din pehle phone kar dena mujhko.” Javed handed Rahul his business card. “Mere cell par call karna.”

“Kyon?” Rahul enquired.

“Meri biwi bhi yahan help karti hai…ek aur aurat hai jo kaam karti hai hamare liye…agar mujhe pata hoga tum dono kab aane wale ho toh main make sure karoonga ki dukan mein main akela hi hoon aur dukan busy bhi na ho.” He winked conspiratorially at Rahul. “We will have fun.”

As they sat down in the car, Rahul lustily kissed his wife. “Jaanu you were so sexy…bahut hi hot tha.” He put his hand on her thigh and feeling up her smooth inner thighs, moved his hand up.

She shyly smiled at her husband, “Acha laga tumhe…yehi chahte ho…aise show off karna chahte ho apni biwi ko…dusre aadmiyon ko apni biwi ki body dikhana chahte ho aise?” She separated her thighs as her husband cupped her panty covered pussy.

“Haan meri jaan aise hee…meri biwi itni khubsoorat aur sexy hai…I love showing you off to other men.” He pulled the gusset of her panties aside and ran a finger between her wet slit, rubbed her clit making Pooja moan.

“Rahul…baby…ghar chale?” She was breathing hard and spread her legs even more.

“Abhi nahi…club jayenge…have a little bit of fun” He said to her as he started rubbing her clit harder.

“Wahan apni biwi ko aur kisi aadmi ke saath dance karte hue dekhna hai?…watch other men check out your wife?” She was very aroused, her eyes were half closed as she said these provocative things to her husband.

“Haan jaanu…dekhna hai.” Rahul said lustily as he shoved two fingers inside his wife’s sopping wet pussy.

“Aur kya dekhna meri jaan ne?…dekhna hai dance karte hue koi anjaan aadmi tumhari biwi ke jism per haath pher raha hai?” She said lustily as she bucked her hips up.

Even though Rahul was shocked hearing what Pooja just said but also felt relieved. Finally the kink he had been unable to accept freely was out in the open. His wife understood his depraved desires.

“Haan jaanu…dekhna hai aur kisi aadmi ke haath meri biwi ke jism pe…feeling you up…dekhna hai aur kisi aadmi ko meri biwi ki gaand dabate hue.” He said lewdly.

“Rahul…Rahul…tum bahut kinky ho…tumhara dimag kitna ganda hai…tumhare words bhi kitne gande hain.” Her voices was filled with desire and excitement. She put her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to kiss him while continuing to buck up her hips. Rahul continued to finger fuck her.

As she hungrily kissed her husband, she started cumming hard. She tightly held on to her husband as her body convulsed. The intense sexual release coursed through her body.

After a couple of minutes she let go of her husband and just leaned back on the car seat with her eyes closed. “I am so glad ki hamari car ke windows tinted hai aur koi car hamare aas paas parked nahi hai.” She said shyly. Her skirt was still bunched at her upper thighs and the gusset of her panites pulled aside showing her glistening pussy lips.

Rahul rubbed his hard cock through his pants as he stared at the lewd sight of his exposed wife.

Pooja slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at her husband. Seeing him rubbing his cock she said to him, “Ghar chalte hain Rahul…I will take care of you.”

“Nahi…I am ok…club chalte hain.” He continued staring at her as she fixed her panties and skirt. “It is more important for me that you have an orgasm…it is hot…when you cum.” He kissed her lovingly.

They stopped at a restaurant to eat before heading to the club.

At the club the first thing Rahul did was to get Pooja a tequila shot. He wanted her to be relaxed. They danced a little bit and then came back to the bar to get more drinks. As they were sipping on drinks a few times it happened that girls came up to Pooja to ask about the bangles she was wearing, choora. Pooja explained the significance of her bangles and the girls were awed.

As usual Rahul was discreetly looking around to see if anyone was checking out Pooja. He noticed a few guys look at her, run their eyes over her body. But he knew no one would come up to her until he left her alone for a bit.

“Pooja main restroom ja ke aaya.”

She gave him a naughty smile, it was a sign that Rahul had seen someone eyeing her and wanted to give some space. “Theek hai…koi dance ke liye puchta hai toh…accept kar loon?”

“Haan accept kar lena…koi drink buy karne ke liye offer karta hai to woh bhi accept kar lena.” Rahul winked at her and left her alone at the bar.

When he returned, Pooja was standing between two Hispanic guys, chatting with them. He immediately noticed she had a fresh drink in her hand.

“Hey baby…this is Javier and Sergio…they are very nice, just bought me a drink.” Pooja smiled when she saw Rahul and raised up her drink to show Rahul.

“Man a beautiful girl like her…you should not leave alone…you know how guys here are…we immediately came by to keep the other guys with bad intentions away from your pretty girl.” Sergio said with a grin.

“Thats cool man…really nice of you.” Rahul smiled back at Sergio and Javier.

“So your wife was just telling us about these red and white bangles she is wearing,” Javier said as he grabbed her wrist to show the bangles. “Pretty neat how it signifies that she is a newly wed.” Javier seemed impressed. “It looks cool too…I like it.”

“So you guys from India…Indian girls are pretty…I had a friend who dated an Indian chick, very pretty…but unlike you two she was born here…that girl was hot and freaky.” Sergio chuckled. “My friend just loved banging her…the things he used to tell us it would give a guy with ED an erection.” Both the Hispanic guys burst out laughing.

“Have not seen you guys here before?…first time here?” Javier enquired.

“No…we have been here before…but we are not anything like regulars here…it seems you two are regulars?” Rahul responded.

“Oh yeah…we are…like this place a whole lot.” Javier said.

“So where is your girlfriend?…how come neither of you came here with your girls?” Pooja asked suddenly. She had noticed that both of them were not wearing wedding bands.

Sergio started laughing. “Well…we came here to pick up girls…I would be really crazy to bring my girlfriend here.” Javier started laughing too. “But Javier here does not have a girlfriend.”

“So that is the reason you bought me a drink?” Pooja said with mock incredulity.

“You should feel good about it…we only go for the really hot ones…and even after knowing that you are married and are with your man we hung around.” Javier charmingly smiled.

“Yeah I should feel honored that I was able to attract the attention of you two connoisseurs of hot women.” She was smiling playfully. Pooja was enjoying the attention of the two men and the playful, flirty banter.

Pooja and Rahul took a liking to the two Hispanic guys. They were both charming and very funny. They decided to hang out with the two of them. It was very obvious to Javier and Sergio that Rahul did not mind other guys checking out his wife, both of them decided to take advantage of it. Both of them were very attracted to Pooja.

The three of them took turns dancing with her and slowly started becoming bolder while dancing with her. They started touching her more, started whispering naughty things in her ear. As the evening progressed their touching became more intimate and their whispering became more lusty and explicit.

“It seems your husband likes watching you dance…every time you have been on the dance floor with one of us his eyes has never left you…does he like watching you dance or does he really like watching you dance with another man?” Sergio asked putting emphasis on latter part of the statement.

Pooja’s heart rate went up hearing Sergio’s question, “No…he just likes watching me dance.” She responded quickly.

Sergio playfully shook his head and said with a smile, “It seems to me Rahul really likes watching his wife with another man.” He grinned and moving his hand all over her back, feeling the bra strap through the thin top.

“You know I really like the skirt you are wearing…so sexy the way it clings to your ass, showing off nicely your tight round ass…and that is why you are wearing this skirt to show off your ass…and it seems you either are not wearing panties or really small ones since I did not see any panty lines.” Sergio said to her with a smirk.

“So that is where your eyes have been roaming…it seems I really have made you look…so do you think I am wearing panties or not?” Pooja smiled naughtily.

“Let me find out.” Saying that he moved his hands down onto the upper swell of her ass and tried to feel through the fabric of the skirt for her panties. “It seems you are wearing a thong…very nice…I bet your ass is a hot sight just in a thong…I just want to properly feel your luscious ass.” Sergio said to her lustily as he moved his hands lower.

“No…stop…you should not.” She quickly put her hands on his wrist but did not really try to move his hands. She looked at her husband and was met with a stare that was filled with unbridled lust. Javier was also looking intensely towards her. “Don’t…my husband is looking.” She said with a husky tone.

“Something tells me that he would not mind watching me squeeze his sexy wife’s hot ass.” Sergio grabbed her ass over her skirt and kneaded it lustily. “Love your hot ass…let us get out of here…continue the party somewhere else in private where I can properly see your ass.”

“No I don’t think that is a good idea.” Pooja smiled and removed his hands from her ass. “Let’s take a break…I need a drink.”

“It seems you guys were having a lot of fun dancing.” Rahul said to them.

“Just trying to know your wife a little better.” Sergio said boldly and put his arm around Pooja’s waist pulling her closer to him.

She removed his arm from her waist and said, “I have to go to the restroom…be right back.” She smiled at her husband and walked away.

The three men kept looking at her as she walked away.

Javier sighed and said to Rahul, “You are very lucky bro…that is one hot mamacita you have…you sure got your hands full with…we really like you bro, you are cool.”

“Yeah…I am really liking hanging out with you and your hot girl.” Sergio winked at Rahul. “Javier got some real good grass at his place…let’s get out of here smoke some good shit have some fun…a private little party…what do you say?”

Rahul was completely caught off-guard by what Sergio was asking. It definitely turned him on showing off Pooja, seeing other men lust after her, even touch her. But he felt both excitement and apprehension thinking about another man having his way with her. If they went to Sergio’s place, he knew he would definitely watch the two men take turns with his pretty wife, ravish her completely. His cock hardened and twitched thinking about it but at the same time he was filled with unease.

“I don’t know man…I will talk with Pooja…see what she says.” He responded unsurely.

“Sure…don’t worry we will have some fun” Javier said in a reassuring tone. Sergio also decided to go to the restroom.

As Rahul chatted with Javier, he glanced towards the direction where the restrooms were and saw that Pooja was coming back. As he watched her, he saw a man come up to her. They hugged awkwardly and then talked a little bit. It seemed that they knew each other. Then as she started to walk away from that man, he stopped her and took out his cell phone. It was obvious he was asking for her phone number. She first shook her head as if saying no but the man was persistent and she told him her number.

When she came close to Rahul, he realized that she looked very flustered. She pulled him aside and said, “Jaanu…I want to go home.”

“Everything okay?…woh kaun tha jis se tum abhi baat kar rahi thi?” Rahul was very concerned.

“Please chalte hain yahan se phir baat karenge.” She pleaded with him.

“Theek hai…nikalte hain.” He said hesitatingly as he thought about the invitation to Javier’s place. “Javier bol raha tha ki hum yahan se nikal ke uske ghar ja sakte…wahan relax kar sakte hain…thoda fun kar sakte hain…jaana hai?” He asked unsurely. He felt very conflicted.

Pooja’s heart rate went up hearing her husband’s suggestion. She knew the only thing that would happen if she went to Javier place was that she was going to get fucked by three men in one night. She will be breaking her wedding wows with the two lusty, randy hispanic men while her horny husband would watch her ravishment. Her pussy pulsed and got wet at the thought of three men taking turns on her, mounting her again and again, using her like a slut.

She was shocked by her body’s reaction to the debasing, perverted sexual thoughts. Pooja truly enjoyed sex but this was so wrong, so taboo. She is a married woman, a one man woman, she thought. “No baby…that is not a good idea…ghar chalte hain…I want to get out of here.” Even as she said no, the feeling of randy lust did not leave her body.

“Okay…chalte hain hum.” Rahul’s voice was a mixture of relief and disappointment. When he informed Javier and Sergio they felt very disappointed. They exchanged phone numbers and told Rahul to get in touch if he wanted to hangout with them.

As they drove home, Rahul asked, “Who was that guy? Tum itni upset kyon ho gayi usse milne ke baad?”

“Uska naam Jason hai…mera ex-boyfriend.” She said softly.

“Oh!…tum itni upset kyon ho gayi lekin usko mil kar?” Rahul asked in a confused tone. They had never talked about her exes.

“Jaan…woh mera first ever boyfriend tha…I guess kind of my first ever relationship, I think I really loved him at one point.” She said with sadness.

“I see…do you still have feelings for him?…it seems that seeing him really got you emotional.”

“Jaanu…the only man I have feelings for is you…he means nothing to me.” She smiled at Rahul and took his hand into her hands. “Maine usko college ke baad dekha hi nahin tha…kind of was shocked seeing him…he was my first…nothing more than that.” She said shyly.

Rahul’s ears perked up understanding what she was implying. “So he is the one who took your virginity…your first…ab soch ke hairani ho rahi hai ki kabhi tumhare ex-boyfriends ke baare humne baat nahin ki…kitne ex-boyfriends hain meri jaan ke?” There was randiness in his voice now. The concern for her was now replaced with lust. He cock hardened thinking that he saw a man who has also fucked his wife.

“You make it sound so dirty.” She said with a giggle. “Tum se pehle sirf two boyfriend thay mere.” She had now recovered from the shock of seeing Jason and also noticed that her husband was turning lusty. She suspected that if she had not run into Jason, they would have ended up at Javier’s place and the two hispanic men would have ravished her completely. Her pussy tingled and leaked moisture at the thought and she tightly clenched her thighs.

“Doosre ex-boyfriend ka kya naam hai?”

“Vikram.”

“Usko mili ho break up ke baad?”

“Nahin…lekin usne facebook pe friend request bheja tha…maine ignore kar diya.”

“Ok…yeh…Jason ke saath kyon break up hua?”

“I caught him cheating on me…mujhe laga tha ki woh mujhse pyar karta hai par nahin…baad mein pata chala ki…I was like a notch in his belt…bedding a virgin Indian girl…through the entire relationship he cheated on me.” She explained in a soft voice. But it was obvious she did not hold any grudge against him anymore. In fact once she got over him, she kind of fondly remembered the sexual experiences with him. Before meeting Rahul, sometimes she had even masturbated to those sexual memories. Jason was a very good lover, lusty and very demanding, very dominant. Even used to spank her. He used to get rough during sex and liked making Pooja completely submit to him during sex. Even though she was a very strong person, Pooja had submissive streak in the bedroom.

“Aur isse pehle ki tum Vikram ke baare mein pucho…main khud hi bata deti hoon ki mera break up uske saath is liye hua kyunki woh bahut zyada controlling or jealous banda hai…I simply could not love him.” She told Rahul as they pulled into their driveway.

“What an ass he must be.” Rahul said.

“So are you done with your questions about my exes or you have more questions?…need to know more details?” She inquired with a naughty tone. Pooja knew that Rahul must be dying to ask about the sex with her exes. The whole day had been about lust and she was expecting an intense sexual session now. She was feeling very horny too and almost wished that they had gone to Javier’s home.

“Haan abhi toh bahut kuch puchna hai.” Rahul said as he got out of the car.

In the house when Pooja tried to take off her heels, Rahul stopped her, “Heels mat utar jaan…badi sexy lagti hai meri jaan heels mein…aise hi chalo bedroom mein…aaj toh Javed ka aur phir Sergio aur Javier ka dimag kharab ho gaya meri sexy biwi ko dekh kar.” Rahul said lustily as he walked behind his wife as she went towards the bedroom. He couldn’t keep his eyes off his wife’s svelte, hot body. Staring at his wife’s sexy, round ass undulate under the short clingy skirt, her long luscious legs, narrow waist, flaring hips, Rahul was filled with pride. She was truly a thing of beauty, a very sensual, sexual creature.

As they entered the bedroom, Rahul grabbed her wrist, turning her around and then pulled her towards him. He kissed her neck, shoulder, face and then kissed her passionately while running his hands all over her body.

“Meri jaanu itni sexy hai…I love you so much.” He said to her with passion as he grabbed her ass over the skirt and kneaded her ass. “Aise hi mazay liye thay club mein Javier aur Sergio ne meri biwi ke saath?” His voice was filled with lust.

“Haan baby…aise hee mazay liya un dono ne tumhari biwi ke saath club mein…tumhari nayi naveli dulhan ke jism pe haath phera tumhare samne…yehi dekhna chahte thay tum? Us budhe pakistani ko apni jawan biwi ka jism dikha bhi acha laga na meri jaan ko?…Woh budha kitni bhooki nazron se mujhe dekh raha tha…” Her voice was filled with excitement. She put her arms around his neck, pulling his face down and kissed him hungrily.

“Yehi dekhna tha…apni biwi ka sexy jism show off karna hai…baby tum bhee excited ho gayee thee jab woh budha tumhare almost nange jism ko dekh raha tha?…excitement hui thee tumhe ki tum sirf ek choti si kacchi aur transparent bra mein ek anjaan aadmi ke samne khadi ho, tumhare papa ki umar ka aadmi…tharki nigahon se tumhare jawan, gore, chikne, sexy, nange jism pe nazar pher raha tha…tharki baatein bol raha hai…bata meri jaanu excitement hui thi?…did it turn on my pretty wife?” He asked her lustily as he looked at her pretty, innocent looking face that was crimson now with embarrassment.

“Jaanu…Jaanu…please na pucho mujhse.” She was feeling very ashamed and she turned her back to Rahul feeling just too embarrassed to face him.

Rahul hugged her from behind kissing her slender neck and then whispered hoarsely, “Hui thee na tumhe excitement?…standing almost naked in front of that lecherous old man, knowing how badly he wants you, the dirty thoughts he was thinking about you…geeli ho gayee thee na?”

“Haan baby ho gayee thee.” She said with an embarrassed tone. “Lekin…zyada excitement isliye hui ki tum waha thay aur bahut turned on thay…I like turning you on my love.”

“I know…and I like that…I am so hard now knowing that you got wet in front of Javed.” He turned her face sideways and kissed her while rubbing his hard cock on the upper swell of her ass.

“Jab woh dono mexicans tumhare jism pe haath pher rahe thay…jab meri jaan ki gaand dabayi dance floor pe…tab meri biwi excited hui thee…geeli ho gayee thee?” He asked huskily as he took her small firm breasts into his hands and squeezed them making her moan.

“Rahul…jaanu…tum bahut hee kinky ho…haan geeli ho gayee thee, excited ho gayee thee ki tum apni biwi ko tharki nigahon se dekh rahe ho jab aur koi anjaan, paraya mard tumhari biwi ke jism pe haath pher raha hai.” She responded lustily.

“Sergio ke ghar jaate toh un dono ke haath tumhari nange jism pe hote…aur tum unke liye apni taange khol deti…geeli choot dikhati unko…apne pati ke samne paraye mardon is chudti.”

Hearing the crude, vulgar hindi words an involuntary shiver went through her body and her pussy got even more.

She moaned, “Oooooh meri jaan…mere kinky husband…tum apni biwi ko doosre aadmiyon ke saath sex karte hue dekhna chahte ho?” Even though she knew what her husband really wanted but it still was so shocking. But it aroused her too.

“Haan meri jaan tujhe chudte hue dekhna hai aur kisi aadmi se.” Saying that he put his hand under her skirt and pulled the gusset of her panties aside to feel her wet pussy. She spread her legs to give him better access.

“Mere alawa aur kitno ke liye apni taange aise kholi hai…aur kisne teri choot pe haath phera hai?”

“Jason aur Vikram.” She said while panting as her husband rubbed her wet pussy lips and touched her clit.

“Sirf een dono ne…bas do hi purane yaar hain meri jaan ke?” He said lustily while rubbing her clit.

She moaned and said, “Haan baby bas een dono ne hee…aur meri jaan ne”

“Sergio ke ghar pe jaate toh aur do bando ke haath meri biwi ki geeli choot pe hote…aur do aadmi mere biwi ko chodte, aur do lund teri choot mein ghuste…acha lagta meri jaan ko?”

“Nahin mere baby…woh theek nahi hai…main tumhari biwi hoon…I should not have sex with another man.” Even though Pooja was very turned on but she still was unwilling to do what her husband wanted.

“I want to watch you get fucked baby…watch another man take you…make you moan with pleasure…make you cum on his hard cock.” Saying that he kissed her hard and shoved two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. She gasped and moaned into her husband’s mouth.

“Ab yeh bata tere jo dono purane yaar hain…un dono mein tujhe zyada acha kaun chodta tha?…dono mein se kiska lund teri choot mein aag laga deta tha?…bata mujhe?…dono mein se kaun tujhe apni raand bana ke chodta tha.” He lustily growled at her as he continued finger fucking his wife. He was out of mind with lust.

Pooja was just shocked by the crude, depraved way her husband was talking to her. But her pussy got even more wet hearing the nastiness of his words, she spread her legs even more for her husband. She was close to cumming. As he finger fucked Pooja, the bedroom was filled with squelching noises, she was very wet.

“Na jaanu…aisa na bol.” She moaned and put her arms around her husband’s neck and while gently biting her lower lip.

“Bata mujhe kis se chudna tujhe zyada acha lagta tha? Dono mein se kiska lund tu zyada acche se choosti thee?…dono mein kiski randi bun na tujhe zyada pasand tha?” Suddenly he just pulled his fingers out of her pussy.

Pooja groaned with disappointment at the sudden emptiness. She was so close. “Jaanu abhi ruk mat please…I am so close…please meri jaan…” She begged Rahul to continue finger fucking her.

“Ab bata mujhe…kis se chudna tujhe zyada achha lagta tha?”

“Jason…he was better in bed.” She said while panting and grabbed his hand, putting it back between her legs.

Rahul started rubbing her hard, sensitive clit and then again started finger fucking her. “Tera pehla yaar…puri taange khol ke chudti thee usse?…bahut enjoy karti thee uska lund?” Rahul was out of mind with lust now thinking about Jason fucking his pretty wife.

He forcefully pushed her towards the bed and made her bend over it. Pushing the skirt above her ass, he ripped off her flimsy panties. “Oh…oh…meri jaaan…meri jaaaan.” Pooja said deliriously while panting hard and while keeping her legs straight she spread her legs so that her husband could mount her like an animal. Like Rahul she was also out of mind with lust.

Rahul stood back opening his pants while hungrily staring at his wife’s round, creamy ass, the glistening pink pussy lips peeking from between her thighs, below her ass crack. Rahul stepped forward, his rock hard 8 inch cock wobbling and he slapped both of her creamy ass cheeks hard, leaving red handprints on them. Pooja yelped loudly and her pussy leaked more moisture. She looked back at her husband with lust filled eyes and separated her legs even more, inviting him take her.

He grabbed her hips rubbed his thick, bulbous cockhead on her wet pussy lips making Pooja whimper in anticipation. She put her forearms down on the bed and put her forehead down on the bed while arching her back. Rahul slowly inserted the thick cockhead into her pussy and watched intently as his foreskin was pulled back by the clinging, wet, pink pussy lips.

Pooja groaned softly feeling her pussy being stretched and then her eyes opened wide as Rahul’s pelvis smacked onto her ass as he bottomed out with one savage thrust.

“Jaaanuuu!” She moaned loudly as her pussy was filled up.

Keeping his cock stuffed inside his wife’s pussy and ground his pelvis on her ass, “Yehi chahiye tha na meri jaan ko?…ek lund chahiye tujhe apnie gilli choot ke andar…bas ek mota lund jo teri gilli, garam choot ki pyas bujha de…tujhe farak nahi padta kiska lund…bas ek lund chahiye tujhe choot mein.” Rahul growled at her and then pulled his cock out and slammed it right back in.

“Nahi jaaaanu…bas tumhara chahiye.” She protested but deep down she knew that the way she was aroused, it would not matter whose cock was stretching her pussy.

“Tujhe bas lund chahiye…kisi ka bhi lund le legi tu.” He was fucking her with savage thrusts, out of mind with lust. Their bedroom was filled with loud slapping noises as Rahul’s pelvis smacked into Pooja’s ass again and again. Squelching noises emanated from her pussy and frothy, white foam, of Pooja’s pussy juices coated his cock as he kept pounding her. It was like he really wanted to own that pussy.

Pooja was moaning and grunting loudly as her husband fucked her raw, rough and very hard. It was after a long time she was being used like this, a piece of fuck meat. It was just like how Jason used to fuck her. She was not an educated, intelligent, elegant woman with a sharp intellect, she was not a loving wife at this present time but just a fuck hole for a man to satiate his sexual hunger. And she was okay with it even though she will never admit to it.

All kinds of pleasure sensations were coursing through her body and she had completely capitulated to her baser needs. A man could use her anyway he wanted at this time.

“Aise hee chudna pasand hai na tujhe?…teri choot aaj tak itni geeli kabhi nahi dekhi.” Rahul said to her through labored breathing. He liked the way her choora was making the clinking sounds as he fucked her hard.

“Aaah…hrrmmphh…oooh…meri jaaan…pagal kar diya hai aaj.” She managed to blurt out through the savage fucking she was receiving. She was close to cumming. She was on her toes and tightly grabbed the bed sheet, her eyes half closed.

She moaned loudly as the floodgates of an intense orgasm opened up and intense sensations coursed through her body. Her body convulsed. “Ohhhhh…babyyyee…ho gaya…ho gaya.”

Watching his wife cum, Rahul was unable to hold himself back and started ejaculating. He collapsed on top of her as his cum coated the inside of Pooja’s pussy. She laid down on her stomach on the bed as her arms and legs trembled with the intense sensations, the mini orgasms she was having after the big one. Rahul stayed draped on her a minute, trying to catch his breath and then he slowly withdrew his cock, standing up. He was surprised to see that his cock was still hard after cumming. It had never happened to him before.

Pooja did not move and stayed kind of bent over the bed with half of her body on bed and her legs firmly planted on the floor.

Rahul like the way she still had her legs straight and spread open that he could clearly see her just ravished, gaping open pussy. Mixture of cum and pussy juices was leaking out slowly.

His cock twitched seeing his wife’s ravished, cum leaking pussy. Never before he had become aroused seeing Pooja’s just ravished pussy. Without even thinking, he imagined that this is how her pussy would look after being fucked by another man. The thought inflamed his arousal even more and his cock twitched again.

As he hungrily stared at his wife’s pussy, Pooja stood up and shyly looked at her husband as she turned around. “I will go and clean up.”

“Abhi nahin…koi zaroot nahin hai.” Rahul said to her. He kissed her lovingly and then took off her top. Then he proceeded to pull aside the flimsy cups of the sheer bralette baring her small firm breasts. He took her small, hard, pink nipples into her mouth and sucked on them.

She moaned and her heart raced knowing that her husband was not done yet, she was again going to get fucked. She thought it was like two men taking turns with her and her pussy tingled at the perverted thought.

Rahul made her lay down on the bed as he kissed her lustily. Then he pulled up her skirt, spreading open her creamy legs. When he started kissing the inside of her thighs, Pooja knew what her husband was going to do.

“Jaanuu…ruk jao please…mere ko thoda saaf karne do…just let me wipe.” Her voice was a mix of excitement and shame.

“Kuch bhi saaf karne ke zaroorat nahin hai…teri chudi hui choot to bahut sexy lag rahi hai…mast lag rahi hai…it looks so hot with cum leaking out of it.” His voice was filled with lust.

He kept kissing her inner thighs and licked the mix of cum and pussy juices sticking to the inner thighs. Pooja’s legs trembled as he got closer to her pussy and she tried to close her legs but Rahul forcefully kept it open as he started licking her sensitive, swollen pussy lips.

“Aaah meri jaan…na…naa…bahut ganda hai.” Pooja protested but at the same time put her hand behind his head and pushed his face into her pussy.

He hungrily licked her pussy, ate out the cum in the pussy, sucked on the swollen clit as Pooja thrashed around. Her husband was driving her crazy. Rahul had never before shown so much enthusiasm while eating pussy. He was truly enjoying eating the freshly fucked pussy, eating the fresh creampie. His own creampie.

Soon Pooja was again in the throes of an intense orgasm. Her toes curled, she desperately tried to grab the bedsheet and started hitting her husband’s shoulder. “Bas jaaanuuu…ruk jaa…ho gaya…aur nahin jaan…please stop.”

But Rahul refused to stop he kept eating his wife’s pussy, giving her multiple orgasms. She kept thrashing around as the intense sensations drove her crazy. Finally Rahul had enough of her pussy and stopped eating her pussy. Pooja just lay there without moving, recovering from the multiple orgasms. She had never come so many times.

But Rahul was still not done with her. His cock was raging hard. He got on top of her making her spread her legs.

“Baby…mai kal chal bhi nahin paungi.” She shyly said to him as he inserted his cock into her receptive pussy. “You are driving me crazy.” Saying that she kissed him lovingly as he thrust into her and filled her up. This time he gently made love to her.

After the sensual love making, Pooja took a shower and changed into her pajamas which consisted of cotton short shorts and a sleeveless top. She was looking very cute in it. Now she had taken off all her makeup and her hair was in a ponytail. She looked so innocent and pure.

Noticing that Rahul was staring at her from the bed, she just turned crimson and lowered her eyes. She was feeling very ashamed.

Rahul was filled with regret thinking about how disrespectfully he had talked to her, the dirty, obscene, vulgar words he had used. He was filled with angst thinking about how roughly he had sex with her and spanked her. She was such a beautiful lady, so sweet and innocent.

Pooja laid down on her side facing her husband. Seeing the troubled look on his face, she asked, “Sab theek hai jaanu?”

“I am sorry baby…I know I just went too far…itna zyada turned on ho gaya tha ki sara control lose kar baitha…did I hurt you?

“Nahin main theek ho…but you did push things too far…I never had imagined that you would talk to me such coarse way…it was shocking to hear such obscenity…but I understand you were turned on, you kind of like talking dirty when you are aroused.” She responded in a soft, reassuring voice.

He hugged her and gave her a soft kiss. “I am so lucky to have you…you are so understanding.” Rahul said with a sense of relief. “Did I hurt you physically when I was being so rough?…spanked you?.” He asked sheepishly.

“Tumne hurt nahi kiya…I am fine…jab spank kiya…it stung but did not hurt too much.” She turned crimson again because she was feeling embarrassed that the spanking actually turned her on. She turned over with her back facing Rahul and said, “Raat bahut raat ho gayi hai ab so jao.”

“Haan raat bahut ho gayi hai.” Rahul agreed.

But sleep was not easy to come to both of them. After just laying silently for a few minutes, Pooja asked gingerly, “Rahul…woh jo tum bol rahe thay…ki tum mujhe sex karte hue dekhna chahte ho doosre aadmi ke saath…woh sirf tumhari kinky fantasy hee hai na?…just sex talk?…tum sahi mein mujhe aise dekhna nahi chahte na?”

Rahul’s heart rate increased hearing her query. He was so conflicted about sharing his wife with another man. It was such an intense turn on thinking about watching Pooja with another man and at the same time he was very apprehensive about it.

“Sirf fantasy hai jaanu…it just turns me on thinking about it, talking about it.”

She giggled softly, “Tum bahut zyada kinky ho…I simply cannot believe it what a dirty, nasty mind you have…mujhe laga tha ki main ek shareef, sidhe saadhe bande se shaadi kar rahi hoon par tum toh pure tharki aur gande dimaag wale nikele.” She said playfully. “I cannot still believe it you went down on me right after having sex with me…tasted me that way.” She shyly added.

“Meri jaanu bahut sexy lag rahi thee…mujhse raha hee nahi gaya…I had to taste you, I just love eating you out…making you cum again and again…that is the most arousing thing for me, watching you orgasm, making you orgasm.”

A shiver went through Pooja’s body thinking about how many times Rahul had made her cum.

“Ab mujhe sach sach batao…tumhe kaisa laga when I went down on you?…ate out your cum filled pussy…did you enjoy your husband cleaning out your pussy with his mouth?” Rahul spooned her from behind as he asked the question. His tone had become very lusty and his cock was getting hard again.

“Yeh sab mujh se na pucho…rehne do.” She protested because she felt very embarrassed thinking and talking about her own sexual reactions.

Rahul put his arm over her and grabbed her braless breasts over the thin top. He squeezed and played with her breasts and said insistently, “Batao mujhe…I should know what my sweetheart likes.”

“Okay fine…even though what you did was very nasty and dirty…it was very hot, very arousing, you just drove me crazy with what you did.” She said demurely as she gently pushed her ass back on his cock.

“Woh tumhara ex, Jason…woh kya bol raha tha club mein?” Rahul asked tentatively.

Pooja was expecting that Rahul would eventually ask about it. “Well…mafi mang raha tha…he was saying he never meant to hurt me and felt terrible how things ended between us…Jason bol raha thee ki usse bahut badi galti ho gayee, baad mein usko ehsas hua ki woh mujhse sahi mein pyar karta tha.” Pooja explained to Rahul.

“Do you think he meant what he said? Does he know you are married now?”

“Haan use maloom hai meri shaadi ho gayee hai and I am pretty sure it was all an act…he did not mean anything…ab woh chahta hai ki kam se kam hum ache dost ban ke rahe…wants to meet for lunch or dinner, talk things over.”

“Phir tumne usko apna phone number kyon de diya?”

“Bahut zyada request kiya…baar baar please bol raha tha isliye de diya…kabhi agar woh phone karega bhi toh nahi pick karoongi”

“Receive kar lena uska phone…tumhara purana yaar hai…thodi baat cheet karne se kya farak padta hai.” Rahul said to her in a husky tone.

“Rahul mein usko koi galat idea nahi dena chahti.”

“Toh meri jaan ko maloom hai ki uske iraade nek nahi hai…but I do not blame him…meri biwi hai hee itni sexy…kisi bhi aadmi ke iraade kharab ho jaye.” Rahul put his hand under her top and pinched her sensitive nipple. Kissing her neck, he huskily asked, “Meri jaan bahut enjoy karti thi sex uske saath?…bahut ache is fuck karta tha meri biwi ko?…kitna bada hai uska lund?”

Pooja closed her eyes and gently bit her lower lip. She knew that Rahul will eventually ask more question and will not let it go. “Rahul uska tumhare jitna size hai…aur haan he was pretty good in bed, I enjoyed sex with him.” She bashfully told Rahul.

Hearing his wife tell about enjoying sex with another man, Rahul ground his hard cock on her round ass. “Usne bhi bahut enjoy kiya hai meri biwi ka sexy jism…meri jaan bhi puri khul ke usko maza lene deti thee?…meri jaan usko blowjob deti thi?” He was again very turned on as he talked to his wife about her ex. He inserted his hand inside her shorts and cupped her smooth pussy. She was sopping wet.

“Haan jaanu sex was very uninhibited with him…he always made me give blowjobs to him.” Saying that she spread her legs open and looked back at her husband. She was very turned on too.

“Tumhe accha lagta tha usko blowjob dena?…acha lagta tha uska khada lund munh mein lena? Did you suck on his balls too, enjoyed licking his balls?” Rahul was slowly rubbing her wife’s swollen clit.

“Baby na puch…please!” She was filled with shame, afraid to admit her depravity.

“Sharma mat ab…bata mujhe…did you enjoy it?” He insisted.

She felt the heat rising to her face as she said, “Haan enjoy karti thee…abhi bhee enjoy karti hoon oral sex tumhare saath…I just like it, turns me on.”

“That is so hot hot baby…mujhe lagta that ladkiyan sirf bande ko khush karne ke liye blow job deti hain…you are so sexy…I love you” He kissed her lovingly as he he started rubbing her pussy harder.

“Was he gentle lover or a rough lover?”

“He was kind of rough.” She said softly.

“So he liked to dominate you?” Pooja just nodded her head. Rahul knew that his wife has a submissive streak. His cock twitched thinking about his wife being submissive to other men.

“I need to fuck you now.” He quickly got naked and pulled off Pooja’s shorts and underwear. He made her get on her knees on the bed with her face on the mattress and her ass sticking up.

“Is position mein Jason sex karta tha tumhare saath?…did you used to present yourself to him like this so that he could take you properly?” Rahul snarled with lust as he rubbed his hard cock on her wet pussy lips and then with one sudden thrust impaled her on his hard cock.

Rahul was just too turned on thinking about his sweet, innocent wife Pooja getting mounted like this by Jason, fucked liked a bitch in heat. He started fucking her hard, pounding her pussy. Soon Pooja was cumming on his cock but he just kept fucking her through her orgasm. Soon she was in throes of another orgasm. She moaned and grunted loudly and then just collapsed on her stomach. Rahul just kept pounding her pussy and then he also came.

Both of them were just too tired by now to go and clean up. Both of them fell asleep in the state of undress they were in.

Next morning after they got up the first thing Pooja did was put the cum stained bedsheets in the washing machine. She was feeling very embarrassed about all that had happened and just wanted to keep herself busy so that she would not think about it.

Seeing her demeanor Rahul thought it would be best to give her some space and did not talk about it at all. She worked around the house, doing some chores. Later in the afternoon she went to hangout with her friend Neelu.

When she returned later in the evening, Pooja seemed to be her normal self. She just had needed some time to get over the conflicting and guilty feelings she was having.

“Neelu kaisi hai?” Rahul asked.

“Theek hai…hum log phir mall chale gaye thay, Neelu ko kuch shopping karni thi.” Pooja said.

“Chalo that is good…tumne bhi kuch shopping ki?”

“Haan…maine bhi thodi si shopping ki…kaam pe pehne ke liye thode kapde kharide…dekhna hai kya kharida.” She asked happily.

“Zaroor…dikhao kya kharida hai.” Rahul liked that she was again her peppy self.

She had bought a couple of skirts and tops and wore them to show Rahul. He liked how sexy and elegant his wife looked.

After having dinner, both of them were watching TV when Pooja said, “Main jab mall mein thi…tab Jason ne call kiya.’ She said cautiously.

Trying his hardest not to show any kind of excitement, Rahul calmly responded, “Acha…kya bol raha tha?”

“Maine phone nahi uthaya…let it go to voicemail.” She said softly. “Neelu saath mein thi…woh jaanti hai uske baare mein toh uske samne Jason is baat nahi karna chahti thi.”

His heart skipped a beat. Pooja wanted to talk to Jason but did not due to her friend being with her. In an even tone he asked. “Phir jab Neelu ke ghar se wapas aate hue usko phone kiya?”

“Nahi…sirf uska voicemail suna…wapas call back karne ke liye bola hai.”

“Phir usko call back kyon nahin kiya?” Rahul asked.

She looked at Rahul nervously. “I don’t know jaanu…thodi ghabrahat hoti hai…main ab shaadi shuda hoon…I should not be talking with my ex…theek nahin hai yeh.”

“I know jaan…but it is okay…thodi si baat kar lo…I will get your phone.” Without giving her any opportunity to respond, Rahul quickly got up to get her phone.

As he handed her the phone, he said to her, “Speaker pe rakh ke phone karna, bolna ki main ghar pe nahin hoon.” Pooja noticed the excitement in her husband’s voice.

She just stared at her husband for a few seconds and called Jason. “Agar woh poochega…pehle phone kyon nahi receive kiya toh bolna main tumhare saath tha isliye.”

Again she glanced at her husband but did not say anything. After a few rings Jason picked picked up the phone. “Hi babe!…how are you?”

“I am good Jason…how you doing?” She asked.

“Not good…I am such an idiot, I let you go…regretting very much how I messed up our relationship.” He said in a contrite voice.

“Jason what is done is done…just let it go.” She said in a matter of fact way.

“Yes you are right but I cannot help but miss you.” He responded and then continued. “So how come you did not pick up my call?” He asked.

She locked eyes with her husband and said, “My husband was with me at that time.”

“Ah okay…I guess he is not at home now…I understand.” He said with a chuckle. “If my fiancee was here, I wouldn’t be talking to you either.”

“Oh!…so you are engaged.” Pooja was very surprised to hear that.

“Yes…got engaged last week.” Jason explained.

“Jason you are engaged and I am married…I don’t think it is good idea talking to each other.” She said suddenly. Rahul shook his head and mouthed to her to keep talking, it is okay.

“Hey Pooja…come on we can be friends.” He said in a slightly panicked tone. “Some of my best memories of my life comprise of the time I spent with you…you are such a beautiful, smart and intelligent woman, I understand we cannot be together but we can remain friends…be in each others lives” He was trying really hard to flatter her.

Even though she knew that he really did not mean anything he was saying but the desperation in his voice made her feel good about herself. Jason really desired her.

“Okay…stop flattering me now.” She said with a giggle as she looked at her husband.

“I am not flattering you…just telling you the truth.” He said cheerfully. Feeling he was in now, he stated. “You are truly beautiful, smart and intelligent…and with a hot smoking body.”

“Oh thank you…so who is your fiancee?…do I know her from school?” She sounded very pleased.

“Oh no…you don’t know her.” He responded rather quickly and then asked, “So can we get together sometime?…have lunch/dinner…reminisce about old times.”

“I don’t know Jason…my husband won’t like me going on a date with my ex.” She naughtily smiled at her husband who grinned back.

“You don’t have to tell him, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt, just like he doesn’t know that you are chatting with your ex.” Jason was very pleased with the way things were going. “And when I asked you to meet, I was thinking two friends getting together…but I like your thought better, might as well call it a Date…when can I take you out babe?”

“Hey you are twisting my words…I never meant that.” She giggled. “I will have to think about this Jason.”

“Okay take your time but not too much time…I have been thinking about you so much. ” He said with a husky tone. “You looked really hot yesterday at the club…you never used to wear such short, revealing clothes when you were with me…I really liked it…those hot, creamy, long legs need to be shown…I guess your hubby likes to show you off?”

“He likes it when I dress sexy…I think all men like that.” She responded locking eyes with her husband.

“I like him…he is a good man.” Jason laughed. “You remember when you sometimes used to stay overnight in my dorm room?…you would typically wear a top with just your bikini panties at night, you always looked so hot…you only used to wear bikini style panties at that time.” He paused. “But I wanted you to wear sexier panties…thongs, g-strings, tanga and you always refused…do you wear more sexier panties now? Does your hubby likes seeing you in sexier panties?”

Feeling naughty and bold, she said, “Yes…I wear those style of panties now Jason…for my husband.” She turned sideways moving her legs onto the couch with her back resting on the arm rest. Then she put her feet on her husband’s lap, pushing gently her feet into his crotch. Rahul was rock hard. He also turned to face his wife.

“Good girl…that is nice.” Jason said huskily. “So what are you wearing right now?” He asked.

“Jason!” She exclaimed. “You shouldn’t be asking me that.”

“Just want to visualize how you are looking babe…come on don’t go shy on me now, you have changed, matured, you are so much more self-confident…so beautiful and sexy, I cannot even tell you how much I regret letting you go.” Jason slyly was trying to stoke her ego. “Are you dressed like you used to when you stayed over in my dorm room?”

She was enjoying hearing the desire in Jason’s voice and liked the lusty look in her husband’s eyes. “I’m wearing a top and pajamas.”

“Nice…and I know you are not wearing a bra at home…since your small, firm breast really do not need any support, I always loved your breasts, loved sucking on your hard, sensitive, small pink nipples.”

“Stop Jason…don’t say all these things.” Her voice was tinged with excitement and she rubbed her husband’s hard cock with her toes. Rahul was very turned on now hearing Jason say such intimate things to his wife.

But Jason completely ignored what she said, he knew her well enough. “You loved getting your nipples sucked babe I bet you still do…what kind of panties are you wearing, tell me the color too.”

“I should not…we are really crossing some limits now.” She said gently biting her lower lip. Rahul mouthed to her that she should tell him. Pooja shook her head, saying no. But Rahul insisted.

“Come on babe tell me…I know you want to be naughty.” Jason pressed her.

“Black thong.” She said softly with her heart beating erratically.

Jason knew now that he had her. “Damn girl…I wish I was there with you…that tight, round ass must be a hot sight in thong…are you wet Pooja?…I am so hard that it hurts…would love to have your pretty lips wrapped around my cock right now.” He said lustily. “You know you were the best…the best at taking care of my cock…you really loved going down on me…your husband must love it too, he must know you are the best.”

Rahul mouthed to her, “Ask him what does he mean by you are the best? Best what?” He was very turned on and he pulled his cock out, slowly jacking it.

Seeing the aroused state of her husband was having an affect on Pooja too and feeling naughty she asked bashfully, “What do you mean I am the best? best what?”

“Oh you naughty girl…you want me talk dirty to you don’t you? your husband has really done a good job turning you into a naughty girl…and now he is not home you are talking to your ex behind his back, wanting to hear dirty words…you know I really like talking dirty to bad girls like you…but first take off your pajamas, then we will talk.” Jason’s tone had changed now, he sounded very dominant.

Before Pooja could even react or say anything, Rahul leaned over her pulling the drawstring of her pajamas and then pulled off the pajamas.

“Have you taken it off Pooja.” Jason asked impatiently.

“Yes.” She said.

“Good girl…so as I was saying…a lot of girls have sucked my cock but I have to say you are the best cocksucker amongst them.” Pooja felt the heat rising to her face hearing the crude word. “You really used to go to town with my cock and my balls…licking, sucking…getting your pretty face fucked by my cock…it was always obvious you really enjoyed going down on my cock, getting your mouth stuffed with my hard, thick man meat.” Jason said smugly. “I have trained you well how to suck a cock…how to service a man meat with your pretty mouth, I bet your husband really enjoys your cock sucking skills, he should thank me.”

“Jason don’t…you are embarrassing me.” She whined.

“Do you still keep your pussy shaved Pooja?” He asked. Jason did not care about her embarrassment.

“I do.” She said shyly.

“I still remember the first time I saw you naked…you had so little pussy hair, have you always kept it shaved ever since the first time a made you?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He said patronizingly again. “That is how I like my pussy…bald…are you wet?…I bet you are sopping wet, the crotch of your panties sticking to your pussy.” He said as if he was reminiscing. “Take a picture of yourself…send it to me…I want to see your hot body.” Suddenly Jason demanded.

His demand really freaked out Pooja. “No Jason I cannot do that…I do not want you to have a picture of me like this.”

By the tone of her voice, Jason knew she will not send the picture. So he tried a different tack, “Come on I am desperate here babe…I am so hard that it hurts…don’t show your face just your hot ass body…something I can jack off to.”

Rahul stood up with his hard cock wobbling and mouthed to his wife to do it. “Okay but I have never done this before…hold on let me take a picture with my phone and then I will call you back.” She said shyly.

“Okay…don’t take too long…your husband is not coming anytime soon is he?”

“No…maybe in 30 minutes.” She smiled naughtily at her husband and hung up as she stood up.

Rahul pulled her into her arms and kissed her hard. “Happy now…maine apne ex ke saath flirt kar rahi hoon…yehi chahta hai mera baby.” She said huskily and grabbed his cock, slowly jacking him. She got on her toes and kissed her lovingly.

“Tumhare yaar ke liye picture lete hain…nahin toh woh bechain ho jaayega.”

“Kaise loon…bina apni face dikhaye?” She was feeling nervous about sending a picture of herself.

“Mirror ke samne khade ho ke lelo…dhyan se lenge ki tumhari face clearly na dikhe.” Rahul was very enthusiastic about taking a picture of his wife and sending it to her ex lover. “Apni top utar ke picture lo…sirf apni sexy undies mein.”

“Jaanu…baby…meri jaan!…sirf panties mein?” She groaned. Her pussy got even more wet at the thought of Jason seeing her only in panties.

After a few attempts with Rahul’s help Pooja was able to take a couple of pictures of herself without clearly showing her face.

As she was getting ready to text the pictures, her phone rang. Smiling at her husband as she put the phone on the speaker.

“Jason I am just about to send you a pic.” She said demurely and she pressed the send button.

“I cannot wait to see your sexy pics babe…always wanted to see you in a sexy thong.” Jason said.

Rahul hugged his wife from behind and his kissed her neck. He whispered huskily into her ear. “Tu ne apne yaar ka lund khada kar diya hai meri jaan.” He put his hands on her bare tits and squeezed.

“Damn baby…you look hot, nice you took the top off…very naughty, wanted to show me your tits, always loved your small firm tits…what an ass, thong looks just perfect your pert round ass babe.” It was obvious Jason was very impressed with her pics. “I meant to ask you at club too…what are these red and white bangles you are wearing? Does it signify anything?”

“Newlywed woman in India who are Hindu…where these bangles.” She said feeling ashamed.

“Cool…so basically seeing the bangles a person will know you are newlywed…you know I also like how the faded henna tattoos on your hands look.” Jason was completely mesmerized by her sexy pics. “You know how naughty this is…you are a newlywed, only married a month and you are sending such sexy hot pics to your ex boyfriend.”

“I know I am being very bad.”

“Hai meri jaan…aise hee bad ban jaya kar mere liye baby…pooch apne yaar se uska lund aur zyada hard ho gaya pics dekh ke? Kya hua jab usne pic dekhi?”

Pooja looked back at her husband with eyes wide open with shock. She shook her, “Nahi Rahul.” She whispered.

“Pooch na apne yaar se…ek baari sirf.” Saying that Rahul moved the gusset of her panties aside and touched her wet pussy.

“So Jason..” She hesitated a little and then continued, “So…how did it feel…like when you saw my pic…did it do something for you?” She asked coyly, gently biting her lower lip. She liked how Rahul was touching her pussy.

“You dirty, dirty girl…you sure have changed.” He right away understood what she was asking. “First tell me is you pussy sopping wet? You want to get fucked bad don’t you? You want a hard cock stuffed in your newly married pussy? My cock.” He growled. “Tell me slut.”

She was shocked hearing Jason call her a slut but her pussy tingled.

“Bata apne yaar ko…teri choot kaisi gili hai…raand bana ke chodna chahta hai tujhe tera yaar.” Rahul shoved two fingers into her hungry pussy.

She gasped, hearing her gasp, Jason said, “Ah…you playing with your pussy Pooja…damn my cock is leaking precum here…I wish I was there with you right now, you would have just licked up my precum like you used to do…I would have fucked you on your marital bed…cuckolded your husband…left you on your bed with your married pussy filled with cum.” He said aggressively.

It was just too much for Pooja. “My husband is here I have to go.” Before Jason or Rahul could react she hung up the phone.

“Aah…meri jaan…bed pe chalte hain…I need you baby.” She moaned.

They had intense sex, like animals in rut and then fell asleep.

Next morning by the time Rahul woke up, Pooja had left for work. As soon as he reached office, he called his wife. “How are you?”

“Main theek hoon…you okay?” The tone of her voice was flat and Rahul knew she was not in a good mood.

“Too much ho gaya kal?” He asked sheepishly.

“Haan bahut zyada…we should not have done it.” She responded. “Abhi 5 minutes pehle Jason ka call aaya tha…maine phone nahi uthaya.”

“Theek hai…that is fine.” He wanted to show her support.

“Baad me usko phone kar ke bol doongi ki…whatever happened was a mistake and not to call me again.” She said firmly. It was evident that she was truly regretting what had happened with her ex.

Later Pooja refused to talk with Rahul about his depraved desire. Even during sex, she shut him whenever he tried to talk dirty. Seeing her being distant somewhat cooled Rahul’s depraved sexual thoughts.

Weekend came around and Saturday morning she made Rahul go with her to the temple. Later in the afternoon despite Rahul’s best effort to dissuade her. Pooja went with Neelu and bought a more conservative salwar kameez to wear for the New Year’s party which was two weeks away.

“Pooja hua kya hai…you still mad at me?” Rahul asked as they were driving back from her parent’s place Sunday evening.

“Main tum pe naraz nahi hoon Rahul…it is just wrong what we did…I am your wife…tumhari biwi ko aur kisi aadmi ke saath flirt nahi karna chahiye…aur kisi ko mujhe touch nahi karna chahiye.” She said lovingly. “I feel like I am cheating on you.”

“But you are not cheating on me…maine bas chahta hoon ki tum thodi si flirty bano, bahut sexy lagta hai mujhe.” He said.

“Woh toh mujhe samajh aa gaya but it became just too much…limit cross kar gayee main Jason ke saath…phir club mein jab woh dono ko maine touch karne diya.”

“Jaanu flirting mein thoda yeh sab to hota hai.”

“Rahul…mujhe please thoda time chahiye…I am not comfortable with it.” She lovingly smiled at her husband.

“Okay…I don’t to push you into doing anything.” Rahul said understandingly.

Their life returned to normal and Rahul stopped mentioning anything about his taboo desires. Jason called her a few times and even left messages but she did not pick up any of his calls. He did sound very frustrated in the messages he left on the voice mail.

The evening of the party, Pooja dressed up in the salwar kameez she had bought with Neelu.

“Kaisi lag rahi hoon Rahul?” She asked him happily.

“You look good…this is nice.” He said with a bit of disappointment which Pooja immediately noticed.

“Sach sach batao Rahul…kaisi lag rahi hoon.” She demanded.

“Sahi mein…it is nice, makes you look very elegant and beautiful.” He said with smile but lacking enthusiasm.

“Par tumhe itni zyada pasand nahi hai…tum chahte ho ki main woh peach salwar kameez pehnu?” She questioned.

“Pooja tumhari marzi hai…tum ko jo acha lagta hai…tum jis mein comfortable feel karti ho, woh pehno meri jaan.” He said hesitation.

“Par tumhari preference kya hai?” She pressed him.

“Woh peach wali…badi sexy lagegi meri jaan usme…please.” He begged.

She rolled her eyes and said with exasperation “Okay fine…woh suit pehan loongi lekin that is it…ye expect nahi karna ki mein kisi ke saath flirt karoon.”

“Okay…nahi karna.” He said happily.

“Ek aur baat wahan pe hamari koi jaan pehchan wala hua toh…we are coming right back.” She said firmly.

“Hum Rashmi aur Sanjay ke friend circle mein kisi ko bhi nahi jante Pooja…I am sure koi bhi jaan pehchan wala nahi milega.” Rahul was sure of it.

Pooja changed into the tight, revealing peach salwar kameez. When she looked in the mirror, she liked what how she looked. Very sexy and alluring. The only thing she felt uncomfortable about was going out without wearing a bra. But it also excited her.

“Ab kaisi lag rahi hoon?” She asked playfully.

Rahul eyes opened wide in amazement. He had forgotten how hot she had really looked wearing the salwar kameez in the store.

“Tum kuch bologe bhi ya nahi?” She was grinning.

“Bahut sexy lag rahi hai meri jaan…very hot.” He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. The kameez was sticking to her like a second skin and when he looked closely he could actually see her skin. The fabric was pretty thin except for the bust area which had embroidery and padding. The side slits on the kameez went high up to her hips showing the curve of her round ass. The deep scoop neck showing off her upper chest, the swell of her breasts. The low back of the kameez showing off her smooth, creamy back.

“Very nice baby…bandon ki nazar nahin hategi tumhare upar se.” He was feeling very proud that she was his wife.

“Wohi laga tha mujhe…tumhe acha lagega…ab tumhara kaam hai ki party mein mere saath rehna aur tharki bandon ko mujhse door rakhna.” She sounded excited that Rahul was so impressed.

On their way over to the party, Rahul’s kept his hand on his wife. Feeling her up, rubbing her legs. Pooja enjoyed the attention.

Reaching the house of Rashmi and Sanjay they were impressed. It was a very nice looking and big house. Quite a few cars were parked in the long circular driveway and on the street.

When they rang the bell, Rashmi opened the door. Very warmly she hugged both of them.

“Pooja bahut sexy salwar kameez hai…bahut achi lag rahi ho.” Rashmi said running her eyes over the young woman’s hot body.

“Thank you Rashmi di…aap bhi bahut achi lag rahi ho…very sexy.” Both of them giggled. Rashmi was wearing a ghagra choli. The ghagra sat low on her hips and the choli is pretty small and backless. Just two strings tied at the back of her choli. Her whole midriff and her back was on display. For a woman in her forties, she was in good shape and very good looking.

The big difference between Rashmi and Pooja was that Rashmi has dusky complexion. But Pooja is fair skinned almost like a white woman.

“Bade late aaye tum dono…10:30 ho rahe hain.” Rashmi said as she led them inside. “Mujhe toh lag raha thi ki tum dono aane nahi wale…chalo mujhe apna bag de do, main tumhare bedroom mein rakh doongi”

“Bas aise hee der ho gayee didi…Pooja tayar hone mein bahut der lagati hai.” Rahul said playfully.

“Accha maine der laga di…tum jo budhe logon jaise dhire gaadi chalate ho uska kya?” Pooja punched his arm.

There were quite a few people in the house. The crowd was a mix of people. There were white people, black people and people of Indian origin.

Sanjay was standing surrounded by a few people but as soon as he saw them, he came up to them. He shook Rahul’s hand and hugged Pooja intimately. Running his hands all over her bare back upto the upper swell of her ass.

“Bahut sexy lag rahi ho…nice salwar kameez.” He whispered into her ear. Pooja felt very uncomfortable the way he felt her up. But it also excited her seeing the look of desire in his eyes.

After the hug, Sanjay stood with Pooja with his arm casually around her waist as he talked to Rahul. “Koi pareshani toh nahin hui na drive mein?…bahut log sharab pi ke gaadi chalate hain new year eve par…kaafi lamba raha tum dono ke liye drive, par mein bahut khush hoon tum dono aaye.” Sanjay was obviously very pleased. “Rashmi ne bata diya tha na tum dono raat ko yahan hi ruk rahe ho?”

“Nahi koi pareshani nahi hui…drive was okay.” He felt a flutter of excitement seeing Sanjay’s arm around his wife’s slender waist. “Haan raat ko yahin rahenge.”

“Very nice…enjoy karo pura…raat ko yahin ruk rahe ho toh sharab aram se piyo, bar open hai.” Sanjay smiled and gestured towards the bar. At the same time he moved his hand over Pooja’s bareback.

“Ya…Ya…we will have fun.” Rahul enthusiastically responded.

Rashmi then left to put their bag in the bedroom and to attend to other guests. Sanjay led them towards the bar where there was a line of people waiting.

“Tum dono ko kya pina…mujhe batao mein lata hoon.”

“Scotch on the rocks chalega mere liye.” Rahul said.

“Jiju mere liye koi cocktail le aana.” Pooja hesitatingly.

“Theek hai…leke aaya, meri yahi wait karo.” Sanjay left them.

As soon as he walked away, Pooja asked, “Rahul did you see?…kaise woh meri peeth pe haath pher raha tha…so creepy…jab tumne mujhe bataya ki cruise pe woh mere pe nazar pher raha tha, mujhe laga ki tum mazak kar rahe thay.” She was feeling very apprehensive. “Mujhe kabhi laga hi nahi tha ki woh itna cheap sa aadmi hoga…itni umar wala hai.”

“Haan dekha maine.” He said huskily. Hearing the tone of her husband’s voice she knew right away that it excited.

“Jaanu!…phir se.” She said in dismay.

“New year eve hai…let’s have some fun…kitne din ho gaye hain aisi masti nahi ki hai.” Rahul suggested. He was unsure if his wife would even agree.

“Rahul…mujhe badi ghabrahat si ho rahi hai…yahan pe nahin.” She paused. “Next week clubbing chalte hain…I will be naughty for you over there.”

“Come on Jaanu…thoda sa fun karte hain…tumhare jiju ko thoda sa maza lene do…please baby.” He pleaded.

“Rahul!…Rashmi di kya sochegi mere baare mein.”

“Unhone bhi dekha tha unka husband kaise tharki tarah se tum pe haath pher raha thay…lekin woh kuch bhi nahin boli…smile kar rahi thi.” Rahul paused. “Mujhe lagta hai woh badi open minded si hai, she does not mind agar unka husband yahan wahan munh marta hai…shayad Sanjay ko bhi koi farak nahi padta agar Rashmi di kuch karti hain toh…tumne dekha hai ki kaisi sexy si ghagra choli pahni hai.” Rahul winked.

“Okay…I will be a little naughty…happy?” She caved in. She was afraid to admit but she had kind of missed the naughty talk and this naughtiness.

“Yes…just enjoy the attention…koi dance karne ke liye invite karta hai to dance karna…just party jaanu!” He said with excitement.

Sanjay came back with the drinks and handed to both of them. “Tum log kisi ko yahan jante toh ho nahi…toh main tumhare saath hi hang out karoonga…mere doston se introduce karoonga…tum dono ko bore nahi hone doonga…tum mere special guests ho, itni door se aaye ho.” Sanjay smiled.

“Toh Pooja…ab do mahine ho gaye shaadi hue?” Sanjay asked.

“Haan jiju.” She said staring at her husband.

“Choora bada acha lag raha tumhari gori kalaiyon pe…tumhari mehndi fade ho rahi hai lekin phir bhi puri nayee naveli dulhan wali look hai.” Sanjay said. “Hai ki nahi Rahul?”

“Haanji bilkul…Pooja abhi bhi meri nai navelli dulhan hi hai.” Rahul agreed.

“Bade khush naseeb ho yaar…badi khubsoorat aur sexy biwi hai tumhari.” Sanjay boldly said. Both Rahul and Pooja were surprised by Sanjay’s boldness. Typically a person from India would make such brazen statement about another man’s wife.

Rahul just nodded and smiled politely not knowing how to respond.

“Okay…chalo let’s mingle…maine tumhe apne friends se introduce karata hoon…dance floor bhi open hai…we will dance.” He pointed towards the temporary dance floor that had been set up. A DJ was playing music.

Sanjay took them around introducing the couple to quite a few people at the party. Both of them made polite conversations, small talk with the people they introduced to. Finally he led them to three men who were standing in a corner talking amongst themselves.

“And these are my good friends also my business partners.” Sanjay said pleasantly. “This is Ashfaq, Karim, aur Surinder..and this beautiful, newly married couple is Pooja and Rahul.” Sanjay introduced all of them. Then he left the couple with the three men saying he will be right back.

The three men also looked to be middle-aged, either late forties or early fifties.

“Nice meeting you two.” Karim said. “Tum dono ka nikah kab hua?”

“Abhi do mahine hue hain.” Rahul told him. He could see the three of them only had eyes for Pooja.

“Pooja kaise mulakat hui Sanjay se tumhari?” Ashfaq asked Pooja completely ignoring Rahul.

“Woh hum log apne honeymoon ke liye cruise pe gaye thay…wahan pe.” Pooja responded.

“Kaisa raha honeymoon…bahut enjoy kiya hoga Pooja tumne toh.” Surinder said lecherously.

“Yeh jo tumne choora pehna hai…bahut acha lag raha hai tumhari kalaiyon pe.” Karim said lecherously. “Nai naveli dulhan ki kashish hi kuch aur hoti hai”

They made small talk with the three older men liberally using sexual innuendos while ogling her. Talking with them they found out that Karim and Ashfaq are from Pakistan. But Surinder is from India.

Curious that the three men had come alone, Puja asked, “Aap log akele aaye hai party mein?…wives nahin aayee?”

“Meri biwi ki thodi tabiyat theek nahi thi, isliye nahi ayee.” Surinder answered.

“Pooja hamari begum aisi party mein kabhi nahi ayengi…sab sharab pi rahe hain,aurtein bhi sharab pi rahi hai, aurton ke libas dekho…kitna jism dikha rahi hain, aisi party mein hamari begum comfortable nahi feel karti…mujhe bhi aisa theek nahi hai lagta ki aurtein aise paraye mardon ke saath ghule mile, sharab piye, jism dikhayen.” Karim responded.

“Bilkul sahi bola tumne Karim…isliye meri begum bhi nahi ayee.” Ashfaq immediately agreed.

Surinder suddenly interjected, “Tum dono phir chaloo ho gaye…phir se apni morality ki bakwas kar raho ho…khud sharab bhi pi rahe ho? aur aurton pe nazar bhi pher rahe ho?”

“Bakwas thodi hai sahi baat hai…hum dono ko pasand nahi yeh sab. Lekin aur mardon ko apni biwiyon ko dekhane ka shauk hai to hum dekhenge hi.” Ashfaq said with a chuckle

Before the argument could continue any further, Rashmi joined them. “Aap teeno party mein ho…please just enjoy…yeh sab discussion baad mein kar lena.” She said with a smile. “Enjoy karo…dance floor pe zara apne moves dikhao…Pooja bechari bore ho rahi hogi…cruise pe kitna dance kiya tha isne…dance karna bahut enjoy karti hai.” She smiled at them. “Arey Karim bhai aap le ke jao Pooja ko dance floor pe…hamari guest bore ho rahi hai.”

“Nahi Rashmi di…mein bore nahi ho rahi hoon” Pooja protested.

“Nonsense…chalo dance karte hain…main bhi dance karoongi…chalo Rahul tum mere saath chalo.” Rashmi said.

“Rashmi di…bhool gaye…meri aur dance floor ki purani dushmani hai, cruise pe apne dekha toh tha.” Rahul just wanted to watch his wife dance.

“Sahi baat hai.” Rashmi grinned. “Chalo Surinder bhai aap mere saath dance karo.”

Puja again protested but Rashmi brushed aside her protests. Karim quickly moved forward and took Pooja’s arm leading her to the dance floor. Surinder and Rashmi followed behind them.

Rahul tried to make small talk with Ashfaq while surreptitiously trying to keep an eye on his wife. It was kind of difficult for him to focus on the conversation as he saw Karim’s hands on his wife on the dance floor.

Then Sanjay came back. “Aur kya ho raha hai Rahul?…having fun?” Sanjay grinned. “Pooja enjoy kar rahi hai dance floor pe…nice.”

“Haan dance karna kaafi enjoy karti hai.” Rahul said.

“Ek baat toh hai Rahul tumhari wife hai bahut sexy lag rahi hai…salwar kameez mast pehni hai.” Ashfaq said looking towards Pooja and Karim. “Karim bhi poora enjoy kar raha hai.” He said lecherously.

“I agree.” Sanjay said. “Pooja wakai bahut hot lag rahi…bahut sexy salwar kameez hai.”

“Toh Rahul tumne Pooja ki help ki kya yeh salwar kameez kharidne mein? tumhari pasand hai kya?” Ashfaq asked.

Rahul smiled sheepishly. “Haan pasand toh meri hai…Pooja ko thoda manana pada yeh salwar kameez pehne ke liye.”

“Bilkul theek kiya…sexy body hai tumhari wife ki, kapde bhi thode sexy pehen ne chahiye…tum apni Rashmi di ko hi dekho, kitni sexy lag rahi hai ghagra choli mein.” Sanjay stated encouragingly. “Maine hi pasand kiya tha yeh ghagra choli.”

“Rashmi bhi bahut sexy lag rahi hai…sahi hai tum dono chahte ho apni biwi ko show off karna toh kapde toh aise sexy pehan ne chahiye, hum jaise bandon ke liya acha hai.” Ashfaq said with a smirk.

“Haan Ashfaq hamara tere jaisa band dimag hai nahi…open minded hain hum, khubsurat biwi hai toh sexy kapde bhi pehan ni chahiye, biwi ka confidence badta hai.” Sanjay responded. “Tujhe nazar pherni hai toh pher…tujhe waise bhi aise cheap maze lena pasand hai.” The two of them were just playfully picking on each other.

A little bit later the four came back from the dance floor. Both Karim and Surinder were breathing pretty hard. It was not very surprising since both of them were out of shape and were pot bellied.

“Karim bhai aur Surinder bhai toh thak gaye…chalo Ashfaq bhai aap ki bari ab, mujhe dance partner chahiye.” Rashmi said.

“Chalo…party mein aaye hain…thoda fun bhi kar lete hai.” Saying that he slipped his arm around her bare waist and winked at Sanjay and Rahul. Then he moved his hand down and squeezed her ass cheek quickly.

“Ashfaq bhai!” She exclaimed in an embarrassed tone. “Aap bahut kharab hote ja rahe ho.” He just grinned back at her.

Rahul glanced at Sanjay and it was obvious he did not mind his wife being groped by his business partner. Sanjay was just smiling.

“Chalo Pooja ab meri baari.”. Then he paused staring at her. “Aur yeh dupatta rehne do…iski zaroorat nahi hai.” Saying that Sanjay grabbed the dupatta to pull it off her.

Instinctively Pooja grabbed the dupatta. “Nahi…ajeeb sa lagta hai salwar kameez bina dupatte ke.” She protested.

“It is okay hata do dupatta…dresses bhi toh bina dupatte ke pehnti ho.” Rahul reminded her with his heart beating erratically. Pooja looked at her husband locking eyes with him.

Sanjay tugged at the dupatta and she held on it for a few seconds but then let it go. An involuntary shiver went through her body when the dupatta was pulled off. Now the men had a better, unobstructed view of her bare upper chest, the swell of her soft, creamy breasts. Her cleavage looked so alluring with her mangalsutra necklace drawing attention to the soft upper swell of her breasts.

“Sahi hai Pooja, tumhe chunni ki zaroorat nahi hai, zyada sexy lag rahi ho bina chuni ke.” Rashmi said approvingly. “Dekho toh zara een ko, kaise aakhein nahi hat rahi hai tumse.” Rashmi pointed to the five men.

“Mast maal hai tumhari biwi.” Ashfaq whispered to Rahul lecherously.

A thrill went through Pooja’s body seeing the look of unbridled lust in the eyes of the five men. Sanjay at grinned at Rahul and put his arm around Pooja’s waist, leading her to the dance floor

Except for Rahul the four guys alternated dancing with Pooja and Rashmi. Rahul had a hard on watching the four of them run their hands on his wife’s nubile body. He was very thankful the lighting was dim where he stood. Some other guests also danced with Pooja and Rashmi. The party was in full swing with everyone drinking.

When it was close to midnight, finally Pooja dragged Rahul to the dance floor. “Mujhe ab tumhare saath dance karna hai…abhi thodi der mein new year ki countdown start hone wali hai.” She sounded a little bit tipsy.

Pooja put her arms around her husband’s neck and kissed him softly as they danced. “Enjoying yourself jaanu?” She asked.

“Haan meri jaan…enjoy kar raha hoon…aur tum enjoy kar rahe ho?…dance karna enjoy kar rahi ho?”

“It is fun…Sanjay jiju ke dost bahut flirty hain aur bade touchy feely bhi hain…haat teekte hi nahin unke.” She locked eyes with her husband. “Tumne dekha na…yehi dekhna tha meri jaanu ne?…I can feel your hardness.” Pooja was excited since she was enjoying the attention, being object of lust. It was very thrilling.

“Bahut sexy lag rahi hai meri jaan…very hot watching them feel you up.” Rahul said lustily. He locked lips with her kissing her, an open mouthed wanton kiss. As the new year was rung in he moved his hands down grabbing her luscious, round ass over the salwar kameez.

When they got off the dance floor, Rashmi said teasingly, “Rahul mujhe toh laga tha ki tum dance floor pe hee meri choti behan ke saath apni puri hawas utar doge.” Rashmi had been drinking quite a bit and it was obvious that she was drunk..

Pooja turned crimson hearing the comment. “Rashmi didi…aap bahut kharab ho.” She exclaimed with embarrassment.

“Isme sharmana kaisa Pooja…tum dono young ho, pura fun karna chahiye tumhe khul ke.” Surinder said lecherously.

The party continued in full swing for another hour after midnight and then slowly people started leaving. By 2 am all the guests left, as well as the catering staff and the DJ. Only the seven of them were left, Rashmi, Sanjay, Ashfaq, Karim, Surinder, Rahul and Pooja.

“Mujhe bhi jaana hai…main bhi nikalta hoon.” Surinder said. “Chal Karim tujhe bhi drop off karna hai.” He had given the ride to Karim knowing that he likes drinking quite a bit.

“Okay…chal chalein.” He said drunkenly.

Pooja said to Rashmi, “Didi hum bhi sone ke liye jayenge ab kaafi raat ho gayee hai…kaunse bedroom mein Rahul aur main soyenge?”

“Kya baat kar rahi ho Pooja abhi toh raat jawan hai…yaar tu bhi na…enjoy kar aur drinks piyo…let’s dance.” Rashmi was slurring very badly. She was very drunk and was barely standing straight.

“I think you should go to bed honey.” Sanjay said with a chuckle. “Arey Ashfaq zara apni bhabhi ko hamare bedroom le ja…tera bedroom bhi tayar hai, you sleep too…mein in dono ko inka bedroom dikha doon.” Ashfaq was staying the night too.

Sanjay and Karim left and Ashfaq helped Rashmi to her bedroom.

Sanjay led them to the bedroom where Rashmi had put their bag. “So this is your bedroom.” Sanjay said with a smile. “Is it okay?”

“Haan jiju…this is fine.” Pooja responded.

“So tum dono ne enjoy kiya party?”

“Haan Sanjay we had fun.” Rahul said.

“It was very nice to have two…especially Pooja.” Sanjay grinned as he slipped his arm around her slender waist. “Having a hottie like your wife at a party…makes the party even better.”

“Yeah can’t argue with that…baat bilkul sahi hai.” Rahul smiled as his gaze met Sanjay’s and held it for a few moments.

Sanjay pulled Pooja even tighter against him while keeping his eyes locked with Rahul said. “I hope ki tumhe bura nahi laga mere dost kuch zyada friendly ho gaye thay Pooja ke saath…thode flirty hain teeno, tumne dekha hi Rashmi ke saath kaise flirt kar rahe thay lekin woh bechare bhi kya karte, ek toh Pooja itni khubsoorat hai upar se…itni sexy salwar kameez pehni hai…very hot saali hai meri.” Lowering his hand he cupped her round ass and squeezed it.

“Jiju!…Kya kar rahe ho, you are being very bad.” Pushing his hand away, she pulled away from him. Her heart was pounding. Pooja was already very turned due to all the flirting and having felt the hands of other men on her body. She looked at her husband and his face was a mask of lust. Pooja knew right away that tonight she will be breaking her wedding wows.

“Itna kya sharmati hai meri jaan…saali toh aadhi gharwali hoti hai.” He said lecherously and hugged her behind. Pulling her close. She could feel his hardness on the upper swell of her ass. “Kya bolta hai Rahul…theek hai na?”

“Haan bilkul theek baat hai.” Rahul said huskily. He was rock hard. HIs eyes met Pooja’s as Sanjay grabbed her boobs and squeezed them while kissing her shoulder and neck. She was breathing hard and biting her lower lip.

“Mast maal hai yaar teri biwi…aisi maal biwi ko toh doosre mardon ko dikhana hi chahiye, aise sexy kapde pahanane chahiye…cruise pe mera toh lund khada ho gaya tha Pooja ko woh choti si bikini mein dekh ke…poora iska gora gora mast jism display pe tha.” He said to Rahul crudely as he continued to maul her breasts. “Chal teri biwi ko nanga karte hai…ees saali ko nanga dekhne ke liye main tadap raha hoon.” Pooja’s face turned crimson as Sanjay pulled off her kameez and her husband took off her salwar. Leaving her only in the pink thong.

Sanjay stepped back taking his clothes off and admiring Pooja’s hot ass. She nervously stared at her husband feeling very ashamed, her body trembling slightly. Rahul took her into his arms. “Jaanu…mere jaanu…you sure about this? yehi chahta hai mera baby?” She asked nervously.

“Haan meri jaan…apni jaan ko sex karte hue dekhna hai.” He whispered lustily.

“Kal subh uth ke koi pachtawa toh nahi hoga?…you will still love me?” She asked shyly. Just looking for reassurance.

“Always baby…I will love you always.” Saying that Rahul kissed her passionately. Taking her bare asscheeks in his hands, kneading them.

After taking his clothes off, Sanjay just stood there stroking his hard cock watching the loving young couple kiss. Noticing Sanjay staring at them, Rahul broke off the kiss. Turning his wife around to face Sanjay, he whispered in her ear, “Jaa apne jiju ke paas…tere liye bahut bekarar hai.” He gently pushed her towards Sanjay.

Pooja shyly stared at the swarthy, hairy body of the potty bellied forty-nine-year old man. She stared at his hard seven inch dark cock which he was stroking. Without even thinking she compared his cock with her husband’s. Sanjay’s cock was shorter than her husband’s but thicker with thick veins criss crossing the shaft. She felt moisture seep into the folds of her pussy and felt butterflies in her stomach knowing that another man’s cock is going to be buried in her married pussy.

“Mast maal hai teri biwi yaar, mast maal hai.” Sanjay remarked as he lustily ran his eyes over her smooth, fair-skinned body. Her small firm breasts topped with the small, hard pink nipples, long legs, flat stomach, round ass and her pretty, innocent looking face.

Pooja felt the heat rising to her face as the middle aged man looked at her as if she was a piece of meat. “Arey Rahul…tu sex karte hue iske saath dirty talk karta hai kya?” Sanjay asked.

“Haan…karta hoon.” Rahul responded as he took off his clothes, freeing his hard cock.

“Hindi aur English dono mein?…sab kuch bolta hai? Gaali waali sab? No limits?” Sanjay’s eyes lit up as Rahul nodded in affirmation. He had never talked dirty in hindi to any woman before. Rashmi never allowed it either. “Sahi hai yaar…Rashmi ko bilkul pasand nahi hai dirty talk, woh sochti hai ki bahut disrespectful hai aurton ki taraf…bahut modern hai, open minded, flirty lekin aaj tak aur kisi ke saath sex nahi kiya mere alawa..haan bas thoda sa haath pherne deti hai doosron ko jab mood mein hoti hai, jaise aaj thi.” Sanjay remarked as he pulled Pooja into his arms.

Rahul stroked his cock seeing his wife in the arms of the middle aged man. He ran his hand over her smooth back. Lowering his hands to cup her luscious ass. “Bhenchod tune toh poora lund khada kara diya…badi mast maal hai tu saali, tujhe toh bahut chodunga.” Hearing the crude hindi words from another man was a shock to her. It her made feel very slutty, dirty and also inflamed her arousal.

Sanjay locked his lips with her and she put her hands behind his head. She passionately kissed him back. Their tongues intertwined with each others. Sucked on each other’s tongues and lips, swapping saliva. Rahul’s cock leaked pre-cum watching the wanton sight of his beautiful new bride kissing another man. A man almost twice her age.

After kissing her for almost five minutes, Sanjay pushed down Pooja onto her knees. “Lund choos mera ab haramzadi…randi saali.” Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulled her face to his cock. She wrapped her dainty fingers around his hard, throbbing cock and opened her mouth wrapping her pink lips around the uncircumcised thick cockhead. “Aaah…choos mera lund haramzadi.” Sanjay groaned deliriously as her tongue licked around on the silky smooth foreskin stretched around the flaring cockhead. Then she started bobbing her head up and down on the cock. Holding it at the base with one hand and with the other hand caressed his hairy balls.

“Bhenchod teri nayee naveli dulhan toh puri raand hai, abhi tak shaadi ki mehndi utari bhi nahi hai, choora bhi pehna hua hai aur yeh paraye mard ka lund choos rahi hai…pura khada kar rahi hai mera lund, gila kar rahi hai taki mujhe ache se chudwa sake apni choot…randi saali.” He said lustily to Rahul and started thrusting his cock into her mouth. Using her mouth like a fuck hole.

Rahul just kept stroking his cock watching his new bride being used like a slut.

“Arey teri maa ki choot…yeh kya ho raha hai.” Ashfaq suddenly walked into the room. He was completely shocked at the sight of Sanjay fucking Pooja’s pretty face.

“Aaja tu bhi aaja…ees saali ko lund chahiye…tujhe bola tha na ki ees kamini ko chodenge aaj.” Sanjay said to his friend.

“Woh dono chutiye toh pachtayenge…teri baat pe yekin nahi kiya.” Ashfaq chuckled referring to Karim and Surinder as he took off his clothes. Glancing at Rahul, he said, “Itni khubsurat teri nayee dulhan, lekin puri chinaal.”

Ashfaq went and stood beside his friend. Sanjay pulled her off his cock and hissed her. “Ashfaq ka lund choos ab.” Without any hesitation she took the Pakistani man’s circumcised cock into her mouth.

“Haramzadi gasti…lund choos…pura ley mera lund munh mein.” Ashfaq growled as he started roughly face fucking her. Forcing her to take more of his seven inch cock. Eventually she was able to take his entire cock down her throat. She started gagging and pulled back letting his cock fall out of her mouth. She was breathing hard, trying to catch her breath. “Iski maa ki choot, aisi raand toh kabhi nahi dekhi kya mast lund choosti hai yeh chinaal.”

“Ab zara meri taraf bhi dhyan de kutiya.” Sanjay grabbed a fistul of her and pulled her face to his hairy balls. “Tatte chaat mere, choos mere tatte haramzadi.” Her nostril was filled with a mix of musky and sweaty odor. The heady smell made her feel very dirty. She licked on the hairy, wrinkly nutsack. Taking his balls one by one in her mouth and sucked on them. After servicing his balls for a few minutes, she sucked on his cock. She alternated between sucking on Sanjay’s and Ashfaq’s cocks and balls. She had completely given into her baser instincts.

“Chal bahut ho gaya ab tujhe chodenge behen ki laudi.” Saying that Ashfaq glanced at Rahul who was stroking his cock. “Arey tu bhi chuswa le apna lund…teri hi biwi hai.” He chuckled saying that.

Rahul came and stood in front of his wife. Pooja looked up at her husband shyly, biting her lower lip. Seeing the look on her face, he knew she was very turned on. Grabbing her husband’s cock she took it into her mouth. Tasting the precum that was leaking.

“Yeh saali gasti tera bhi lund pura lund le leti hai munh mein?” Ashfaq asked crudely as he noticed that Rahul’s cock was bigger than his and Sanjay’s. He felt a bit envious.

“Haan pura le leti hai.” Rahul said proudly as he shoved more of his cock inside his wife’s mouth.

“Acha train kiya hai tune ees chinaal ko.” Ashfaq remarked.

“Maine nahi…iska college mein boyfriend tha, usne sikhaya isko lund choosna.”

“Acha?…ees haramzadi ke yaar bhi thay shaadi se pehle…aur bhi lund liye hai isne…puri randi hai yeh toh.” Ashfaq stated. “Sahi hai tu eese humse chudwa raha hai…tere jaise aur pati hone chahiye jo apni biwi ko doosron se chudwana pasand karte hain.”

“Bilkul theek bol raha hai Ashfaq…doosre ki biwi ko chodna ka mazaa hi kuch aur hai, khas tor pe aisi jawan aur khubsurat biwi…dekh zara saali ne pura lund munh mein le liya hai.” Sanjay remarked watching Rahul’s cock shoved completely down her throat with her nose buried in pubic hair.

Rahul faced fucked his wife for a little bit more and then helped her stand up. He wanted to watch her get fucked now. Breathing hard, she stared at her husband. After have her face fucked by three hard cocks, her pretty face looked messy. Her hair was disheveled since Sanjay and Ashfaq had been roughly pulling her hair while face fucking her. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately, running his hands over her body. Sqeezing her round, bubble butt.

Breaking off the kiss, he lustily whispered to her, “Ab meri jaan ko maine chudte hue dekhna. Puri raand ban ke chudna…puri taange khol dena apne een dono yaaron ke liye.” She bit her lower lip shyly and just nodded. Turning her around to face the two lusty, lecherous, older men, Rahul gently pushed her towards them.

Both the older man hungrily stared at her. “Rahul…teri biwi hai tu puri raand…lekin jo bhi bolo badi khubsurat hai, puri maal hai…gora, chikna badan makhan jaisa…sexy body…mast gol gaand…nice small firm boobs with pink nipples.” As Ashfaq said these words, it seemed he was almost drooling.

Bending down Ashfaq kissed her tits and then took her nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it and then bit it. Pooja gasped and moaned. “Aaah..ouch…oh god!…Ashfaq bhai…na..nah.” She mewled lustily. Putting her hand on the back of Ashfaq’s head, she ran her fingers through his hair. Caressing his head as the older man feasted on her tit.

Sanjay kissed her other breast, sucked on her pink nipple. When he bit on her nipple, she whined lustily. “Hai ram…na jiju…na…dard hota hai.” She caressed his head too but did not make no attempt to stop either of the men. Just enjoying the erotic pain as the two older men sucked on her tits and hard pink nipples. Bit on them.

When they removed their faces from her tits, Rahul noticed a few bite marks and hickeys on his wife’s soft, creamy breasts. He was filled with his angst seeing that his wife had been marked by these two men. But his cock leaked pre-cum.

Ashfaq then pulled her into his arms and locked lips with her. Pooja opened her lips to let his tongue invade her mouth. She lustily kissed back the older Pakistani man. Her cunt was on fire. Rahul stroked his hard cock watching his young beautiful wife kissing the older Pakistani man. Her smooth, creamy skin and svelte young body contrasted sharply with the dark-skinned, pot-bellied, hairy body of the older man. His beautiful young Hindu wife kissing a lecherous, older Muslim man. A man almost twice her age. This was so taboo. As these thoughts ran through his mind copious amount of pre-cum leaked out of his cock.

“Chal zara apni gaand theek se dikha…badi mast gaand hai teri, tere yaaron ne toh tujhe sikhaya hi hoga kaise mardon ko ek randi apni gaand dikhati hai.” Sanjay said to her after Ashfaq stopped kissing her.

She shyly looked at her husband and he just nodded at her. Moving to the side of the bed, she bent over the bed. Keeping her legs straight, she put her elbows on the bed. Arched her back and stuck out her luscious ass. As she felt completely ashamed presenting herself in such a lewd way. Her pussy leaked more fuck juices. The crotch of her panties was sopping wet and plastered to her pussy lips.

Both the older man groaned seeing her luscious round ass. The back of her skimpy pink thong disappeared between her smooth, creamy ass cheeks. “Bhenchod…kya gaand hai mast.” Ashfaq stepped forward and ran his hands over her ass, squeezing the ass cheeks. “Randi…chinaaal saali…” He hissed at her and slapped her ass hard a few times. Pooja yelped loudly. The slaps stung. Her ass turned red with finger imprints of the older man.

“Dekh haramzadi ki chut kitni gilli hai…iski kachi gilli ho ke chipak gayee hai iski chut ke upar.” Sanjay remarked as he stepped forward. He also delivered a few hard smacks on her round ass making Pooja yelp.

“Chal randi bistar pe let ja…ab chodunga tujhe.” Ashfaq barked at her.

Pooja got on the bed, laying down on her back. Ashfaq got on the bed and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her thong. She immediately raised her hips so that the older Pakistani man could take off her panties. Making her married pussy available to a man as old as her father.

“Dekh behen ki laudi ko kitni betab hai chudne ke liye.” Sanjay remarked as he glanced at Rahul and then stared back at her bald, smooth pussy. “Saali ne apni puri jhante bhi shave kar ke rakhi hai, jaise dhande wali randi karti hai.”

Pooja’s pussy tingled with anticipation as the older Pakistani man got between her legs and lined his dark cock with her wet, pink pussy lips. “Lund chahiye mera?…Apni shaadi shuda chut mein paraye mard ka lunda lena hai?” He asked tauntingly.

Pooja just nodded. “Tere abbu ki umar ka hoon haramzadi aur teri chut puri gilli padi hai mere liye…raand saali kabhi koi musalman ka lund liya hai kya?” He asked aggressively.

“Nahi.” She said softly as a shiver went down her spine thinking about this completely shocking and unacceptable dalliance. Pooja’s and Rahul’s entire family would disown her if they ever came to know that she let a muslim man fuck her. Especially her father would be very upset. She spread her legs even more.

“Tum saali hindu ladkiyan badi chinaal ho.” Saying that he shoved his cock into her pussy. Pooja gasped loudly as the thick dark cock stretched her pussy.

Aaaah…uuhhhh…hai ram.” Pooja moaned lustily and grabbed Ashfaq’s hairy ass.

“Mast tight chut hai teri…raand saali.” Ashfaq pulled back and again slammed his cock into her. “Le mera lund…le mera lund pura…lund bhuki haramzadi.” He growled as he started fucking her with long steady strokes. Pooja kept moaning loudly while holding on to his ass.

Rahul was out of mind with lust watching the older muslim man fucking his new bride. Stroking his cock seeing the hairy ass move back and forth between the wide open legs of his wife. Watching intently as the hairy ass clench every time Ashfaq shoved his cock into his wife’s pussy.

“Iski maa ki chut…kya mast chud rahi hai teri biwi…kash Rashmi bhi doosre mardon se aise chudne ke liye maan jaye..bahut convince karne ki koshish ki lekin manti nahi hai.” Sanjay confided in Rahul who was kind of surprised by the admission. Suddenly Pooja shrieked loudly as she started cumming hard.

Her body writhed, toes curled and she desperately clutched the bedsheet as intense sensations coursed through her body. Pulling out his cock, Ashfaq got out from between her open legs. “Saali ki chut badi tight hai…haramzadi ne almost mera paani nikal diya.” Ashfaq remarked breathing hard as he stood up. “Bhenchodi ko ab tu chod…mujhe itni jaldi nahi paani nikalna hai.” Ashfaq grinned. He did not want to cum so soon. Wanted to fuck the young wife more. “Saali kitni aasani se orgasm kar gayee…chinaal kahin ki…isko toh bas chut mein lund chahiye.”

Sanjay got on the bed and said to Pooja, “Chal ghum ke ghutno pe aaja…tujhe kuttiya bana ke chodunga.” She shyly glanced at her husband and turned over onto her stomach. Then she propped up her ass on her knees. “Randi saali…chudakkad…tu aaj yahan chudne ke liye ayee thi.” Sanjay said lustily as he stared at her luscious ass which was still reddened and had finger imprints. Her wet, glistening pink pussy lips peeked between her thighs. “Haramzadi…itni khubsurat hai tu…mast gora gora chikna jism hai tera.”

He delivered hard smacks on her round ass making Pooja groan. “Aaaah Jiju…naa…hurt hota hai.”

“Lekin tujhe yeh dard pasand hai…hai ki nahi?” Sanjay growled and again smacked her ass a few times making her yelp loudly. Then without any finesse shoved his cock into her wet, receptive pussy.

Pooja gasped loudly at the sudden intrusion. “Oh fuck…aaahh..ooohh…unnnhh…oh mere jiju.” She moaned deliriously as Sanjay started fucking her with hard, deliberate thrusts.

Hearing her gasp and moan like that inflamed Rahul’s arousal. Also hearing her choora making clinking sounds aroused him. He got up on the bed in front of his wife. She looked up at her husband with her mouth half open and breathing hard. Her pretty face was a mask of lust. She was in the throes of sexual passion. He bent down and kissed his wife as another man pounded her married pussy. Sanjay was using her like a piece of fuck meat.

“Aaah meri jaan…yehi dekhna tha mere baby ne?…paraya aadmi mujhe fuck kar raha hai baby…tumhari biwi ko, yehi dekhna tha?” She asked breathlessly as Sanjay kept funking her.

“Haan meri jaanu, yehi dekhna tha…meri jaan ko chudte hue dekhna tha aur kisi aadmi se…raand bana ke chod raha hai tujhe tera jija…tu uski aadhi gharwali hai, apne jija ka bistar garam karegi.” He said lustily and again kissed her lustily. Sucking on her tongue and lips, exchanging saliva as another man kept fucking her. As he kissed her, Pooja again climaxed. Desperately she wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and tightly held on as the intense sensations coursed through her body. Her body writhed and she almost passed out.

“Oooooh…aaaah…Rahuuul…Raaahul…babyeeee…pagal kar diya hai..aaaa..unnggghhh.” She mumbled deliriously tightly holding on to her husband.

As her orgasm was subsidizing, Sanjay moved away and his place was quickly taken by Ashfaq. He roughly shoved his cock into her sopping wet pussy and started fucking her again. “Aisi raand pe toh aise hi baari baari se bandon ko chadna chahiye…ek baad ek lund ghusne chahiye ees chinal ki chut mein.” Ashfaq said to Rahul as he fucked his wife. Pooja was truly feeling like a completely slut as the two men took turns on her. She was being passed among the two as a fucktoy.

“Yeh kuttiya gaand mein leti hai kya?” Ashfaq asked.

“Nahi…kabhi liya nahi hai gaand mein.” Rahul responded.

“Chal agli bari jab isko tu chudwane ke liye layega toh iski gaand bhi marenge…ab ki baari iski chut se hi maze lete hain.” Sanjay said with a grin.

Both the older men were very greedy and wanted to last longer. Wanted to fuck this young beautiful married woman as long as possible. Whenever either of them was close to cumming they would switch places and fucked her in different positions. Both of them fucked her for almost one hour and made Pooja orgasm multiple times.

Ashfaq was the first one to climax and came inside her with a loud grunt. His hairy body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. As he slowly withdrew his deflating cock, cum leaked out of Pooja’s gaping open reddened pussy lips. Rahul’s cock twitched and leaked precum seeing the obscene sight of his wife’s pussy leaking another man’s baby making seed.

“Haramazadi…randi saali…nikal hi diya mere lund ka paani.” Ashfaq said crudely as he stood up. “Maza a gaya ees gashti ko chod ke…itni mast gashti kabhi nahi chodi. Pura thaka diya, main chaloon sone ke liye, subah jaldi uth ke ghar jaana hai apni begum ke paas.” Saying that he left after picking up his clothes.

His place was quickly taken up by Sanjay. He pushed back her legs till her knees were by her shoulders. She was obscenely spread open. “Teri biwi ki choot puri khol de hi hum dono ke lund ne…sahi ki raand bana diya hai teri nayee naveli dulhan ko.” Saying that Sanjay shoved his cock into her sloppy pussy. He fucked her hard and fast. Soon he also came depositing more baby making juice in Pooja’s pussy.

“Sahi mein maza a gaya yaar…aisi jawan, khubsurat raand kabhi nahi chodi aaj se pehle…mast tight chut hai ees haramzadi ki.” Sanjay commented crudely as he withdrew his shrinking cock. More cum leaked out of Pooja’s pussy as his cock came out. She was feeling completely ashamed now and as soon as Sanjay got off her, she turned sideways and hid her face in her arm.”Chal main bhi chaloon sone ke liye…lekin ek cheez ka khyal rakhna, yeh sab jo hua, uska zikar galti se bhi Rashmi ke samne mat karna.” Sanjaye winked at Rahul. “Ab tu apni raand biwi ke saath maze ley.” Sanjay picked up his clothes and left.

“Jaanu please darwaza band kar do.” Pooja said softly as soon as Sanjay left. Rahul went and shut the door. Pooja kept her face covered as Rahul got back on the bed. He gently pushed her onto her back. She immediately covered her face with her hands. “Kya kar rahi hai Pooja?…aise apni shakal kyon chhupa rahi hai?”

“Oh god I am feeling so embarrassed now…mujhe yakin nahi ho raha ki maine itna kuch kar diya…bahut sharm aa rahi hai ab.” She said in an ashamed tone.

“It is okay…haath hatao apne.” Saying that Rahul removed her hands from her face. “Bahut hot tha tumko sex karte hue dekhna. ” He said to her as she shyly looked at him. “I love you baby.” He said to her lovingly.

“I love you too…happy now? tumhari dirty fantasy puri ho gayee.” She said bashfully.

“Very happy…apni sexy biwi ko chudte hue dekhna tha…asal mein dekhna toh aur bhi zyada hot hai…puri randi bana ke choda meri biwi ko.” He said lustily as he got between her legs and pushed her legs apart.

“Na meri jaan aisi gandi language mein na bol…un dono waise hi bahut gandi gaaliyan aur ghatiya words use kiye.” She turned her face away and closed her eyes. Remembering the crude, profane, dirty words the older men used.

“Chudai ke time mein yeh sab toh hota hi hai…chudte hue toh tu randi hi thi unki…you moaned like a complete slut as they fucked you baby.” He stared at his wife’s well fucked pussy, cum was leaking out of it. Her pussy was a obscene sight.

“Udhar na dekh…please baby, bahut ganda hai.” She whined. But Rahul wanted a closer look. He pushed her legs back and bent down to have a closer look. “Oh meri jaan…bahut ganda hai.” She was feeling very ashamed.

“Musalman ka lund liya apni chut mein, randi saali, tere baap ya mere baap ko pata chalega toh dono ka dimag kharab ho jayega.” Just thinking about the tabooness, his cock twitched. He lowered his face and a heady odor assailed his nostrils. He started licking her freshly fucked pussy.

“Na meri jaan…naa…bahut gandi hoon main…na kar.” She protested but put her hands behind her husband’s head and pushed his face into her pussy. Rahul hungrily ate out his wife’s well-fucking, cum leaking pussy. He made her climax on his mouth a couple of times and then made love to her. Adding more cum in his wife’s pussy. After making love they were just too tired and fell asleep.

When Pooja woke up in the morning, Rahul was not next to her on the bed. She sat up and then heard the shower running. Rahul was showering. She got up and collected her strewn clothes and put them in the bag. As she was taking out clothes that she was going to wear home, Rahul came out of the bathroom. “Good Morning baby.” He said sheepishly.

“Good Morning…main jaldi se shower le leti hoon phir ghar chalte hain.” She responded while avoiding to look at her husband. They both were feeling very awkward now.

“Okay…theek hai.” He quickly responded as he stared at her naked body. He felt a pit forming in the bottom of his stomach seeing the bite marks and hickeys on his wife’s breasts. As Pooja walked passed him he stared at her reddened ass with finger imprints. He felt very guilty seeing the marks on her body. Those two were really rough with her.

After showering she came out of the bathroom wearing jeans and long sleeved top. Rahul went to her and hugged her tightly. “I am sorry jaanu…woh dono bahut zyada hi rough ho gaye tumhare saath, kitne nishan hai body pe. Does it hurt?’ He asked guiltily.

“It fine Rahul…I am okay, thoda sa dard hai kuch khaas nahi.” She reassured him and hugged him back tightly. “Do you think less of me baby?” She softly asked in a needy tone.

“Nahi meri jaan…you are my everything, I will never think less of you…I love you Jaan.” He said honestly.

“Okay…I just want to get out of here…if Rashmi di asks about breakfast, say no. We will get something on our way. I feel so terrible facing her.” She said in a guilty tone.

“Don’t do that you yourself…it is okay.” He said to her and she just nodded. Then as she glanced at the bed, her eyes opened wide. There were quite a few dried spots on the bed and two that were especially big.

“Oh shit…this is going to be so embarrassing. I will have to let Rashmi di know about it or just tell her to wash the bedsheet without even looking at it.” Pooja quickly pulled off the bedsheet and dumped it on the floor.

Rashmi and Sanjay were in the kitchen. Sanjay was eating breakfast. “Sorry didi hum thoda late uthe.” She said to Rashmi while completely avoiding to look at Sanjay. Rahul followed behind her carrying the bag.

“Arey koi baat nahi hume bhi zyada der nahi hui hai uthe hue…anyways Happy New Year!” Rashmi hugged Pooja.

“Happy New Year didi.” Pooja smiled.

“I am very sorry Pooja and Rahul…drank a bit too much last night…pata hi nahi chala kab sone ke liye chali gai.” She said contritely.

“Koi baat nahi Rashmi di…it is okay.” Pooja said.

“Arey Happy New Year saali saheba.” Sanjay said playfully.

“Happy New Year to you also Jiju.” She responded without even looking at him. Then she whispered to Rashmi. “Didi zara ek baat karni hai.” She pulled her aside and told her about the spots on the bedsheet and apologized for it.

“That is okay Pooja…tum dono newlywed couple ho, I am glad tumne mere ghar mein fun kiya.” She whispered with knowing grin. “Don’t worry about it…main woh bedsheet machine mein daal dungi…toh ab bolo breakfast mein kya khana pasand karoge?”

“Abhi bhukh nahi hai didi bas chalenge ab.” Pooja responded.

“Kya bol rahi ho!…kuch toh kha ke jao…Rahul tum kuch khaoge?” Rashmi turned toward Rahul.

“Nahi didi mujhe bhi bhukh nahi hai.” He smiled awkwardly.

“Lekin kuch chai, coffee…kuch pioge?” She asked them.

“Thank you didi kuch nahi…bas ab ghar ke liye nikalte hain hum der ho rahi hai.” Pooja said in an apologetic tone.

“Okay theek hai…I sure hope you two had fun last night though.” Rashmi remarked.

Pooja felt butterflies in her stomach hearing Rashmi’s remark. She glanced at Sanjay who just grinned at her. “Haan didi it was a lot of fun…bahut achi party thi.”

“Tum dono party mein aye ees liye party zyada fun rahi…we need to have you two over more often.” Sanjay said with a sly grin. Pooja felt heat rising to her face and she quickly turned her face away towards Rahul.

“Chalo Rahul.” She said to him.

Sanjay and Rashmi walked them to the door. Rashmi warmly hugged Pooja, “We have to get together again soon.” She said and then moved to give a hug to Rahul.

Sanjay hugged Pooja and she uncomfortably wrapped her arms around him. He cupped her ass and whispered in her ear, “Haramzadi teri garam chut ko chod ke maza aa gaya, jaldi dobara milenge ab ki baari Surinder aur Karim bhi tujhe chodenge…char lund legi ek bad ek randi jaisi.” Hearing the filthy, obscene words a shiver went down her spine and her pussy tingled.

“Theek hai saali saheba jaldi milne ka plan banate hain.” Sanjay said loudly as he separated from her and shook hands with Rahul.

“Theek hai jiju.” She sounded a bit flustered.

“Rahul tumhare saath party karne ka maza hi kuch aur hi…I will call you, plan something.” Sanjay said to Rahul.

“Okay give me a call.” Rahul responded trying to said very nonchalant.

As he drove, Rahul took Pooja’s hand in his, holding it lovingly. “You okay jaanu?”

“Yeah I am fine…” She smiled uncomfortably at her husband.

“Maine dekha tumhare jiju ne haath phera tum par…kaan mein kya khusar phusar kar raha tha?”

She shyly looked at her husband and said, “Bol raha tha ki jaldi dobara mil na chahta hai.”

“Bas itna hai bola?…mujhe laga ki kaafi kuch whisper kar raha tha.”

“Jaanu woh bas kuch gandi baatein bhi boli usne.” She felt very ashamed.

“Acha…Kya bola?” Rahul asked in an excited tone.

“Baby!…kal raat ko jaisi baatein bol raha tha gaali ke saath.” Her face turned crimson.

“Meri jaan ko phir se chodne ki baat kar raha tha?” His cock was hard.

“Haan…aur bol raha tha ki next time Karim aur Surinder honge, char log mere saath sex karenge.” Her pussy got wet as she said that.

“Char nahi baby…paanch chodenge tujhe, main bhi chodunga tujhe…gangbang karenge tujhe, ek baad ek chadenge tere upar, raand bana ke chodenge meri jaan ko.” His cock was rock hard and his words were dripping with lust.

Pooja clenched her thighs tightly and bit her lower lip gently. She was shocked that the she was getting so turned on by this wanton talk. “Nahi baby…we cannot do this again…this is wrong. Main shadi shuda aurat hoon, mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye.” She fought through her arousal. “Just forget about this all…we will never meet Rashmi or Sanjay ever again.” She said firmly.

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Rani aur mein hum loog ek he area mein rehatey hai karachi mein, jis tara aap looogo ko pata hai kay karachi mein aaj kal internet cable kay through buhat ziyada chal raha hai, tu mein bhi esay he ek cable ka user ho aur rani bhi uss he cable ki user hai, humhara purana cable net wala net wala phelay buhat acha person tha khabi bhi koi problem ho tu foran help kerta tha, but jaab se woh islamabad shift huwa aur us ne cable sale ker diya tab se internet ki settings ka bar bar problem hota hai, khair mujhay tu fikar nahi hai , kiu kay mein ne networking kay buhat sarey course ker chuka ho, is liya khabi internet band hota hai ya setting ka problem hota hai tu mein khud he apney ghar behatey behatey sahi ker leta ho, lekin rani ko itna acha computer operate kerne nahi ata hai, aur woh new cable waley ko complain kerti hai tu sala woh bhi nahi sahi kerta, ata hoga tu sahi keray ga na, humharey cable mein intercable chat bhi hai jis se hum complain wagira kertay hai server per ya khabi apas mein baaaat kerni ho tu kertay hai.

Ek dafa mujhay yaad hai saturday night thi aur raaat kay takreeban 2:00 baj rahay thay , aur achanak net band hogiya tu mein intercable chat per giya takey mein poch sako kay sab ka net band huwa ya meri setting mein problem hai, tu jaab mein ne intercable chat join kya tu waha sirf rani join thi, mein ne us ko hi/hello kya aur poocha aunty aap ka net chal raha hai, tu rani boli nahi beta yeh bewakooof net walay ko boli bhi thi kay aaj meray husband se chat kerni hai aaj net band nahi ho dihan rahakna lekin us ko kya pari hai net chaley ya band ho, tab mein ne bola aunty lagta hai internet he disconect hogiya hai ager setting ka problem hota tu mein aap ko samja deta kay kesay setting hogi , but abhi tu saaab ka he band hogiya hai, aunty buhat nervous ka face intercable chat per bana ker diya, tab mein ne bola aunty fikar na kero subha ja ker mein us ka bolonga kay sahi tara chalana ho net tu rahakao warna hum loog ko nahi chahiya esa bekar internet, tab aunty ne bola beta mera computer bhi masley ker raha hai windows sahi nahi hai install error buhat atey hai, tum ko sahi kerney ataa hai? tu mein ne bola haan ata hai, tu aunty boli raja kal sunday hai choti hai , kya tum mera computer sahi ker dogay? mein ne bola okay fine aunty kal ker donga.

Dosrey din means sunday ko mein takreeban subha ko 11:00 bajey rani kay ghar giya aur door bell ring ki, tu rani ne door open kya, Wow! kya lag rahi thi, grey pajama aur light pink tshirt, us ne brazir nahi pehani thi, us ko motay motay mumay dik rahay tha, baal bilkul khuley huway waha kya nazara tha mera tu lund ushe waqat pura 8″inch ka hogiya, rani ne bola welcome beta mein tumhara he intezaaar ker rahi thi, dehko tu zara computer ko kya hogiya hai kuch bhi kero eroor ata hai aur internet bhi bar bar band hojata hai, mein ne bola woh tu thik hai sahi ker deta ho lekin yeh tu bataho computer hai kis room mein, tab rani boli tum bhi na , woh samney left walay room mein jao waha computer hai, mein tumharey liya sharbat lati ho, i said okay , aur mein us room mein enter huwa , rooom mein giya tu side wall per rani ki buhat bari picture hang huwi thi, wah pic mein itni sexy lag rahi thi kay bas, darasal woh pic us ki shahdi ki thi, red sari mein thi pic mein woh, phir mein ne computer ka power on kya aur computer loading kerna shoro hogiya tha, mein ne socha phelay dehako tu sahi kya pata sirf setting ka masla hoga , tu jaab tak computer on ho raha tha mein is kay bed mein idhar udhar dehak raha tha, tu mujhay ek magzine diki jis mein sarey sexy pictures thi, aur woh magzine us kay bed per pari huwi thi, esa lag raha tha raaaat ko pic dehak dehak ker sohi ho, aur nechay dressing table kay side per uss ki white silky brazier bari huwi thi , lagta hai raat ko pic dehaktey dehaktey brazier nikal di hogi, aur abhi ja mein aya tu jis tara aap ko bataya mein ne kay uss kay boobs nazer araha thay bagir brazier kay.

Khair itni dier mein computer bhi on hogiya, aur rani bhi sharbat le ker agahi, mujhay sharbat diya us ne, wah jitni sweet khud lag rahi thi utna sweet he sharbat bana ker diya tha mujhay us ne, mein sharbat pitey pitey us mouse se us kay computer ki settings check ker raha tha, tu achanak door bell baji, rani dehakney gahi tu us door hole se dekha kay husband ahagahay, rani bhag ker computer waley room jo kay us ka bed room tha wahan ahi aur foren woh magzine ko utha ker meray pass ahi aur bola is ko apni cds ki bag mein rahako plz jaldi kero, mein ne tu dehak li thi magzine kay yeh woh wali hai, mein ne bola aap door tu open kero magzine baad mein dey dena , boli nahi abhi rahako yar, mein ne rahak diya aur phir us ne meray pair kay pass dressing table tha jahan us ki brazier pari thi tu fata fat barzier uthai aur main door tak jatey jatey us ko pehan rahi thi, jo mujhay dressing table kay mirror se dik raha tha, wah kya peit (back) nazer ahi thi us ki, mer lund tu bekarar hogiya tha lekin us ka husband agiya tha. phir us ka husband meray pass aya aur bola beta mujhay pata hai tum ko buhat acha ata hai computer humharey parosi ka bhi kharab hogiya tha un ka bhi tum ne sahi ker diya humhara bhi ker do , mein tu ziyada tar bahir hota ho out of town , tumhari aunty se chat kerney ka thora time milta hai us mein bhi yeh computer masla kerta hai ab kuch esa ker kay jao kay kharab na ho, mein ne bola jee uncle mein abhi abhi aya ho check ker kay sahi ker deta ho kuch deir mein , uncle ne bola beta koi baat nahi aram se kero tumhara he ghar hai.

Phir uncle bacho kay room mein gahay tu donu chotey chotey bachey so rahay tha, uncle un ko jaga rahay tha tu aunty ne bola sonay do raat ko late tak Tv dehak rahay tha abhi neend kerney do bacho ko, aunty uncle bara ber waley bed room mein thay mein un ko dehak tu nahi sakta tha, lekin un ki voice sun sakta tha, uncle boley aunty ko kal raat ko tera akhri msg mila tha chatting per kay tu mujhay buhat miss ker rahi hai, aunty ne bola haan janoo aap tu chaley jatey ho meri kya halat hoti hai aap ko tu koi fikar he nahi, phir achanak kisssssing ki awaz ahi tu uncle ne bola aram se baraber waley kamprey mein raja computer sahi ker raha hai, aunty ne bola abhi tu sirf kiss ker rahi ho raaat ko dehako kya kya kerti ho aaj tu chorongi nahi aap ko mein, tu yeh sun ker uncle ne bola jaan aaj raaat ko phir mein ja raha ho aur is dafa 1 week lagey ga lautney mein, aunty naraz hogahi aur aunty ne kaha jao mujhay aap se baat nahi kerni aur meray pass agahi apney bed room mein aur boli beta computer sahi huwa? Taab mein ne socha uncle aaj raat ko tu ja rahay hai aur aunty bhi kuwar hai, kiu na koi esa bhana banaho jis se mein faida le sako, mein ne kaha aunty aaaap ka computer mein buhat sarey virus hai, aur aap ki cd room bhi read nahi ker rahi warna mein abhi ker deta , tu aunty boli ab kya kero, mein bola aunty uncle abhi ahay hai uncle ko rest kerna hoga aap loog rest kero mein sham mein ata ho aur apni cd rom ler ker ata ho phir mein sahi ker donga, tu aunty ne kahan chalo sahi hai, phir mein un kay ghar se chala giya, aur apney ghar aker sham honay ka be sabri se intezaaaaaaar ker raha tha, kay kab sham ho aur mein un kay ghar jao.

sham huwi mein un kay appartment kay pass se guzra tu uncle ki company ki car kkhari huwi thi mein samja abhi tak uncle gahay nahi hia , mein phir waha se chala giya phir mein raaat ko rani kay ghar giya, tu wahan car nahi thi company ki, mein samja uncle chalay gahay, mein oper giya us kay ghar tu uss ki cousin loog ahay huway tha, but esa huwa kay mein ghar mein jaab giya tu woh loog bus nikal he rahay thay wapis apney ghar janey ko, aur woh loog rani kay bachooo ki apney sath, aney ghar le ja rahay thay kiu kay schools ki chotiya thi kuch din, kuch dier mein sab chaley gahay, sirf mein aur rani thay, mein ne us ka computer on kya aur rani se poocha aap ka koi important documents tu nahi is mein tu bolo mein backup bana do phir reinstalltion ker donga, tu rani boli nahi nahi koi bhi kam ki cheez nahi esay he hai sab, mein ne bola okay, aur mein apna installtion shoro ker di,

installation chal he rahi thi kay achanak rani ne muj se kaha kay subha jo magzine tum ko di thi woh do mujhay, mein ne bola ek min , aur mein ne bag se nikal ker de di, aunty ne magzine ko le ker bed per gahi aur behat gahi remote se Tv on kya aur Tv dehakna shoro hoggahi, computer buhat purana tha un ka is liya installtion mein buhat time lag raha tha tu mein bhi tv ki taraf face kerk ay Tv dehakna shoro ker diya , tu rani ne bola beta wahan se sahi nazer nahi araha hoga, idhar ajaho meray pass behat jao yaha se dehako sahi dikey ga , mein ne bola okay aunty, aur mein aunty kay passs chala giya aur bara mein ja ker behat giya bed per.

Tv per horror movie chal rahi thi, hum donu movie dehaktey dehaktey idhar udhar ki batein ker rahay thay, tab mein ne poocha aunty subha jaab uncle ahay thay tu aap ne achnak woh magzine mujhay kiu bag mein rahakney ko dey di, tu boli beta woh magzine fashion ki hai , aur uncle ko yeh fashion cheezo ka acha nahi lagta, mein ne bola aunty phir bhi aap tu itna dar ker de rahi thi mujhay jesa aap ko koi mar daley ga , tu aunty boli chup badmash, phir rani ne muj se kaha kay tum apna bag lahay ho cds ka jis mein tum ne magzine rahaki thi subha ko, mein ne bola yes aunty meray pass he hai, rani ne kahan give me that magzine, mein ne rani ko de di, rani meray left per behati thi aur mein right per bed kay , phir mein tu movie dehak raha tha tu side per rani ne apney left per magzine kholi aur dehak rahi thi , jis mein chudai ki pictures bani huwi thi , woh dehak ker rani ne

apna hath apni chud per move ker rahi thi aram aram se, mein ne dehak liya, yeh dehak ker mera lund subha ki tara 8″ inch khara hogiya, ab rani magzine dehak rahi hai aur mein rani ko , rani ne acanak meri taraf dekha tu us waqat meri nazer rani kay hath per thi jo rani ki chud per ghoom raha tha, rani ne kaha beta tumhari koi gf hai , mein ne bola haan aunty buhat sari dost hai meri college mein aur appartments mein, tu boli koi achi wali dost hai tumhari, mein ne bola aunty saab dost achi he hoti hai, phir us ne kaha bhudoooo abhi jo tum mujhay movie dehakney kay bahney dehak rahay thay is tara ki koi dost hai jo tumharey itna karib ho, mein ghabra giya aunty yeh kesa sawal pooch rahi hai, tab rani ne kaha ab kiu chup hogahay subah subha tu barey ghoor ghoor ker dehak rahay thay, jesa mujahy pura pura kha jaogay, mein chup hogiya , itni deir mein meray chotey bhai ka mobile per phone aya bola raja kahan hai tu abhi, mein ne bola ek friend ka computer sahi ker raha ho, taab bhai ne bola kay we all are going to hyderabad we come tommorow morning, i said okay and bye to my bhai.

Phir rani ne poocha kya huwa raja , mein ne bataya meray family waley hyderabad ja rahayhai kal ahay ga, tu rani boli is meinkya huwa, tab meinne bola kya kero bore honga akela ghar per sochta ho mein bhi jao aap ko kal ker donga baki installtion , tab rani ne bola kay choro na tum ko akelay dar lagta hai tu aaj meray yaha rey jao, wesay bhi yaha koi nahi hai , subha tum apney ghar chaley jana jab tumharey ghar waley ajahay tab, mein ne socha moka acha hai faida le lo, mein ne haan ker di, phir kuch dier mein installtion khatam hogahi aur computer pura ready hogiaya, phir rani ne kahan zara chalo

supermarket sekuch khaney ko le ahay , aaj mera mood nahi ghar mein khana bananey ko, raaat kay takreeban 10:30 horahay tha , hum nechay gahay aur khana kha ker ahay, phir aney kay bad mein ne rani kay bed room mein Tv on ker kay indian movie dehakna shoro ker diya, rani itni dier mein change ker kay agahi , wah kya lag rahi thi, night gown silk dark blue color ka, dehak ker esa laga jesay aaj ager chudai lag gahi tu tooo bas maja ajahay ga , rani phir meray bara ber mein aker behat gahi , aur boli if u dont mind mein smoke ker lo, mein ne bola why not kero aur mujhay bhi kerwahooo smoke, i used to smoke before going to bed hehe.. smoke kertay kertay mein ne rani se kaha jao chatting kero husband kay sath abhi tu computer A1 hogiya hai, tu boli nahi aaj husband se nahi kerni chat, aaj tum ho na hum batein kertay hai , phir rani ne meray hath se Tv ka remote control le liya aur boli band kero Tv muj se batein kero Tv tu rooooz dehaktey ho, mujhay halka halka ishara mil raha tha us ki taraf se lekin mein chahta tha kay pehal woh keray phir idhar udhar ki batein ker rahi thi , aur mein leit giya tha aur woh meray baraber mein leit gahi thi, batein kertay kertay, mujhay sardi lagney lagi mein ne

blanket apney oper dal diya, tu rani boli kay mein insaan nahi mujhay sardi nahi lag rahi half blanket muj per bhi dalo, blanket chota tha is waja se hamein ek dosrey kay aur kareb ana para, thori deir baad rani bolti hai mujhay dar lag raha hai, tab mein ne kaha ankhien band kero aur sojaho, phir rani ne achanak apna hath meray chest per rahaka aur move kerney lagi, mujhay tu 1000V ka current lagney laga, aaj se pehaly kisi ne esa nahi kya tha, phir rani boli raja tumharey chest kay hair kitni soft hai, mein un ko kiss kerna chahtai hoo, mein tu apney aap ko neend mein zahir ker raha tha, is liya mein ne haan kero lo is tara bola jesay koi neend mein haan bol dey, phir rani ne mera chest per kiss kerna shoro ker di aur kiss kertay kertay us ne apna hath meri pant ki zip per chala giya, tu mein ne esay he neend mein bola kya ker rahi ho rani, then rani said suuuuuush! aaj kuch na kaooo, aur aram aram se us ne apna hath meri pant kay ander dal diya aur mera 8 inch lambha mota lund us kay hath mein agiya, phir bolti hai raja tumhara lund kitna acha hai mujhay khilney do iss kay sath, mein tu jahag raha tha mein acting kertay kertay neeend mein haan bol raha tha usko,

phir us ne mera hath paker ker apni gand per rhak di aur boli oh my raja kuch kero ab intezaaar nahi hota, mujhay ab pura yaqeen hogiya kay ab yeh meray jaal mein phas gahi hai, tab mein ek jatkey se us kay oper char giya aur uss kay hootoon ko kiss kerna shoro ker diya, mein rani kay lips per takreeban 10 minute tak kiss ki phir mein apni zaban ko rani kay galey ( neck ) se pherta huwa uss kay chest per agiya 3 button thay us kay chest per agay se, ek ek ker kay mein ne apney hotoon se us kay tino button khol diya, phir meray samney dark black silky brazir agahi, wah kya sence tha, mein ne pechay hath dal ker is ki brazier ko khola aur jesay he hook khola rani ki brazier ka us kay mumay phat ker kay bahir agahay .

Us kay mumay bilkul tight hogahay hai aur nipples bhi khari hogahi thi, wah kya lag rahi thi woh, mein ne phir ek ek ker kay us ki nipples ko choosa, uss kay mumay buhat barey thay , meray muu mein puray nahi arahay thay, lekin phir bhi jitney asaktey thay mein ne chooosa un ko, aur phir donu mumoo kay beech mein apni ungli move ker raha tha, jaab mein yeh saab ker raha tha tu achnakk rani ne meray balls daba diya , mein ne bola jungli kya ker rahi hai , tu bolti hai jungli kuch bhi keray uss ko koi rookta nahi. Phir woh aur mein samaj gahay kay aaj ki raaat hum donu ko ek dosrey ki zaroorat hai, sardi ki rat, garam kambhal, aur hasin larki wah aaj tu maja ajahay ga, phir mein ne aram aram se ek ek ker kay us kay jisam se sarey kaprey utar diya, aur us ne meray kaprey utar diya, ab hum donu ek dosrey kay jisam ki dehak rahay thay. Phir mein uss ki chut kay pass giya ,

wah kya smell thi, isssssh! mein ne apni toungue se rani ki chut ki masage shoro ker di, aur rani zoor zoor se muhahhhhh! isssssssss! siiiiiiiiiii! aaaaaaaahh! hooooooo! ker rahi thi, bar bar bol rahi thi Raja tumharey jesa sucking to koi nahi kerta, mein choostey choostey rani ki chut ko , rani kay oper agiya aur mein aur woh 69 postion mein agahay, ab mera lund rani kay boobs kay beech mein para hai aur uss ki chut meray muu mein, mein ne dekha jaab rani ki chut garam horahi hai tu mein ne apni ek ek ker kay 4 ungliyaaa uss ki chut mein dal di, ohiiiiiiii maaaaaaa! mar gahi, raja teray ko zara reham nahi kya ker raha hai, mein mar jahonga, lekin meinn ne ek nahi suni rani ki bus kerta giya kerta giya, rani ka thora thora pani nikalna shoro hogiya mein us ko taste ker raha tha salty tha, wah maja agiya, phir mein leit giya aur rani meray lund kay passss agahi, rani ne mera lund choosna shooro kya , khachaaa khach……. lund itna lambha hogiya kay rani kay muu mein nahi araha tha, raja yeh tumhara lund hai ya kya, itna bara meri tu chut he phar dogay, rani jee dehakti jao ab kya kya hota hai , phir rani ne choos choos ker mera lund ko pura tayar ker diya, phir aram aram se rani meray oper behat gahi , aur apney hath se meray lund ko apni choot mein lena shoro ker diya, abhi tu sirf topa per behati thi aur bolti thi raja see aram se dehakney mein dar lag raha hai tumheray lund ko dehak ker tu under jahay ga tu pata nahi kya hoga, lund aram aram se ander ja raha tha, woh bilkul aram aram se le rahi thi , mujhay maza nahi araha tha, mein ne ek show wala jhatka mara tu takreeban 1/4 lund us ki garam chut mein ghoos giya tha wah kya maja aya mujhay aur us ki halat esay hogahi jesay , ahiiiiiiiiiii kuteyyyyyyyyy mardalaaaaaaaaaaa.

Phar di meri chuuuuuuuut, barweyyyyyyyyyyy, lekin mein ne ek nahi suni us ki aur kert raha kerta raha, kuch dier baad rani ko bhi maja aney laga, ab woh khud uchalna shoro hogahi , aur dehaktey dehaktey us ne mera 8 inch lund pura apni chut mein le liya, kuch dier uhe uchalney kay baad mein ne rani ko iron stand per bethaya aur us ki donu tangey khol di, aur phir aram aram se apna lund phir se us ki chut mein dal diya, is bar mein zoooor zooooor se jatkey maar raha tha, aur rani ki chikey nikal rahi thi , ohiiiiiiiiiii, isssssssss, uhaaaaaaaaaa, reyyyyyyyy, ohhhhayyyyy, ufffffffffffffffffff, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha, takreeban 15 se 20 minute tak isi tara zooor se jhatkey marey. Phir mujhay laga jesay mera money (pani) chotney wala hai, mein ne rani ko bola rani pani ander choro ya bahir tu rani boli ander chor du, mein ne operation kerwa liya hai, aur phir kuch he minute mein mera gaaram garam lawaaaaaa uss ki chut ko thanda kerney usss ki chut mein chala giya, raja tu ne woh maja diya hai jo 7 saaaal mein meray husband ne khabi nahi diya,

wah meray raja. Then we go into bath room aur hum donu ne ek sath shower liya, shower letay letay mera lund phir machalney laga, aur mein ne uss ko bath tab mein dhaka de diya, phir bath tab kay ander kissing shoro ker di aur apna lund us ki chut mein dal diya, phir mein ne kuch jhatko kay baad achnak jaan kuch kay uss ko chut se nikal ker us ki gand mein jatka mara, abhi jatka laga he tha , topa bhi pura nahi giya hoga us ki gand mein aur usss ne itni zoooooor se cheeek mari , esa laga abhi bara ber waley house se koi na koi ajahay ga phir mein ne uss ko phooslaya aur phir aram aram se ker kay puri puri us ki gand bhi mar di, half hour shower lenay kay baaad hum jaaab wapis ahay tu uss waqat subha kay 4 baj rahay tha, hum nangey nangey bed per leit gahay aur phir dosrey din ki subha 10 bajey tak 3 ya 4 dafa chudai aur gand mari, phir mein ne apney cds ki bag wagira li aur mein chala giya.

Us din kay baaad aaj tak mein 1 month mein 2 se 3 dafa rani ko chodta hooo, waha kiya majay deti hai aur leti hai.

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Mera naam neelam hai. Mai 25 saal ki khubsurat larki hoon. Bari – bari chhatiyan aur patli kamar kisi ko bhi pagal kar dene ke liye kafi hain. Main ne MBBS kiya hai. Meri posting Assam ke ek chhote se kasbe ke Govt. Hospital me hui hai. Mai pichhle saal bahar se yahan ke orthopedic ward men kaam kar rahi hoon.

Suru se hi mujhpe marne waalon ki koi kami nahin rahi hai. College ke dino me bhi mere pichhe kafi larke pare the. Yahan hospital ke kai doctor bhi mujhpe marte hain. Magar meri choice kuchh alag kism ki hai. Main un parindon par apna ras nyochhawar karne me viswas nahin karti jinka kaam hi foolon ka ras pee kar urjana hota hai..

Meri pasand ka aajtak koi bhi larka nahin mila. Pata nahin kyon mujhe koi bhi pasand hi nahin ata. Mere ghar wale bhi mujhse paresaan the. Kai larkon ki tasweeren bhi bhej chuke the. Magar maine na kar diya tha.

Ekbar ek doctor ne andheri jagah par mujhe pakar kar jabardasti karne laga meri chaatiyon ko kas kar masalne laga. Mai use dhakka maar kar uski giraft se nikal gayi uske baad to uski who thukai ki ki meri taraf dekhna bhi chhor diya.

Magar itni magroor larki aakhir kisike prem me par gayi. Aur uspar apna sab kuchh nyochhawar kar diya.

Hua yoon ki ek din mai round par nikli thi. Shaam ke 6 o’clock ho rahe the mere saath ek nurse bhi thi. Ek-ek patient ke paas ja kar hum checkup kar rahe the. Ek bara haal tha kone ki taraf halka andhera tha check karte karte mai jab kone ki taraf barhi to achanak kisi kaam se nurse wapas laut gai. Mai akeli hi thi akhri patient tha. Uske pair men dislocation tha. Mai uske paas pahunch kaar muayna karne lagi. Chart dekhte hue maine uski taraf dekha. Who 30-32 saal ka tandurust naujawan tha. Who bistar par peeth ke bal leta hua tha. Chadar ko seene tak orh rakha tha. Uski report dekhte dekhte meri najar uske kamar par padi. Uski kamar ke paas chadar tent ki tarah utha hua tha. Aur uske hath apne ling par chal rahe the. Mai kuchh pal tak ektak uske ling ke impression ko dekhti rahi. Who meri or dikhta hua apne ling par hath chala raha tha. Mai ek dum ghabra gai.aur bhagti hui kamare se nikal gayi.

Mera badan paseene se bheeg gaya tha. Mai wohi paas ke quarters me rahati thi. Seedhe ghar jaakar thande paani se nahaya.

Pata nahi kyon man me ek gudgudi si hone lagi thi. Bar bar man wohin par khinch kar lejata.

Kisitarah maine apne jajbaton par ankush lagaya. Lekin jaise jaise raat barhti gayi mera apne upar se control hatta gaya. Aakhir mai tadap kar wapas hospital ki or barh chali. Us samay raat ke 10.30 ho rahe the chahal pahal kafi kum ho gay tha mai staff ki nazron se bachti hui orthopedic ward me ghusi. Jyadatar patient so gaye the. Mai idhar udhar dekhti hui akhri bed par pahunchi aur medical card dekhne lagi. Naam likha tha suraj. Maine uski taraf dekha. Who wapas usi condition me tha. Ling khara tha aur who uspar apna hath chala raha tha. Mai dheere dheere sarakti hui uske paas pahunchi. Achanak chadar ke neeche se uska ek hath nikla aur meri kalai ko sakhti se pakad liya. Maine hath chudane ki koshi sh ki magar uska haath to lohe ki tarah meri kalai ko jakada hua tha. Maine aas paas najar daala sab ya to so rahe the ya sone ki koshish kar rahe the. Kisi ko bhi khabar nahin thi ki kamre ke ek kone me kya jor mashakkat ho rahi thi.

Usne mere haath ko chadar ke andar khinch liya. Mera hath uske tane hue ling se takraya. Pure sharer me ek sihran si daur gai. Who jabardasti mere hath ko apne ling par rakh diya. Maine hichakte hue uske land ko apni mutthi me le liya. Ab who mere hath ko upar neeche chalane laga. Mujhe lag raha tha mano maine apni mutthi me koi garam loha pakad rakha ho. Uska ling kafi mota tha. Lambai me kam se kam 10″ hoga. Mai uske ling par hath chalane lagi. Usne dheere dheere mere hath ko chhod diya. Magar mai usi tarah uske ling ko mutthi me sakhti se pakad kar upar neeche hath chala rahi thi. Kuchh der baad uska shareer tan gaya aur mere hathon par dher sara chipchipa veerya udhel diya. Maine uska lund chod diya. Chadar se apna haath baahar nikala. Pura hath gadhe safed rang ke veerya se sana hua tha. Usne mera hath pakad kar apni chadar se ponchh diya. Mai hath chhuda kar bhaag gayi. Ghar pahunch kar hee sans lee. Mere janghon ke beech panty bheeg gayi thi. Maine apne hath ko naak ke paas le ja kar sungha. Uski gandh abhi tak haathon me basi hui thi. Maine ek ungli apne jeebh se chhuaya. Uske veerya ka taste achchha laga. Fir to sari ungliyan hi chaat gayi.

Raat bhar mai karwaten badalti rahi. Jab bhi jhapki ayi uska chehra saamne ajata tha. Sapno men who mere tan ko masalta raha. Raat bhar bina kuchh kiye hi mai kai baar geeli hogayi. Pata nahin usme aisa kya tha jo mera man bekaabu ho gaya. Jise jeetne ke liye achchhe log apna sab kuchh daon par lagane ko taiyaar the who khud aaj paagal ho gayi thi.

Jaise taise subah hui. Meri aankhen neend se aur khumari se bhari ho rahi thi. Mai taiyaar ho kar hospital gayi. Round par nikali to mai uske bed tak nahin jaa payi. Maine staff ko bula kar uske bare me poochha to pata laga ki who gareeb insaan hai. Aur shayad uske ghar me koi nahin hai kyon ki usse milne kabhi koi nahin ata.

Maine usko deluxe ward me shift karne ke order diye. Ward ka kharcha apni jeb se bhar diya. Saab ke samne uske paas jaane me mujhe hichak ho rahi thi. Mai atbiyat kharab hone ka bahana kar ke ghar chali gayi. Sham ko hospital jaa kar pata laoga ki use deluxe ward me shift kar diya hai. Mai logon ki najar bacha kar shaam ath baje ke aas paas uske ward me pahunchi. Wahan maujood nurse ko maine bahar bhej diya,

” Tum khana kha kar aao tab tak mai yaheen hoon.”

Who khushi khushi chali gayi. Mujhe dekh kar Suraj muskura diya. Mai bhi muskurate huye uske paas pahunchi.

“kaise ho” maine poochha.

“tumhen dekh liya bus tabiyat achchhi ho gayi.”

Mera chehra sharm se lal ho gaya. Usne mera hath pakad kar apni or khincha mai jaan boojh kar uske seene se lag gayi. Usne mere honthon ko apne honthon se chhuliya. Mera poora badan thar thara raha tha. Maine bhi apne honth uske honth se sata diye auer uske honthon ko apne honthon me daba kar choosne lagi. Uske hath meri chhatiyon par aagae. Aisa laga jaise inhin haathon ka mujhe ab tak intezar tha. Naine uske hathon par apne hath rakh kar apni chhatiyon ko daba diya. Who meri chhatiyon ko dabane laga. Mere hath chadar ke undar uske pant ke jip se uljhe hue the. Maine jip khol kar hath ko andar dal diya. Uska ling mere hath ki chuan se funfkaar utha. Mai use bahar nikal kar sehlane lagi fir hathon se sehla sehla kar uska nikaal diya. Mere hath fir geele ho gaye. Who meri chhatiyon se khel raha tha. Mai hath bahar nikal kar uske samne hi apni jeebh se chatne lagi. Haath me lage uske saare veerya ko apni jeebh se chat kar saaf kar diya.

Adha ghanta ho chuka tha. Maine jaldi se apne kapde sahi kiye. Nurse ke aate hi mai wahan se ghar bhag ayee.

Agle din nurse ko khane par bhej kar maine kundi band kar lee. Jaise hi mai Suraj ke paas aayi usne mere chehre ko choom choom kar laal kar diya. Mai uska ling nikal chuki thi. Is baar usne mere sir ko pakad kar apne ling par jhuka diya. Mai ne shararat se honth bheench liye. Who ling ko meri honthon par ragarne laga. Honth uske veerya se geele hogaye. Maine apne honth khol kar uska ling apne munh me le liya. Pahle dheere dheere aur baad me jor jor se choosne lagi. Kafi der tak much maithun kar ke who mere sir ko pakad kar apne lund par daba diya. Uska lund mere munh se hota hua mere gale ke andar pravesh kar gaya. Uska ling phoolne laga tha. Mai saans lene ke liye chhatpata rahi thi. Tabhi aisa laga jaise oske ling se garam garam lava nikal kar mere gale se hota hua mere pet me pravesh kar raha hai. Maine sir ko thoda bahar ki or khincha. Poora muhn uske veerya se bhar gaya tha. Honthon ke kono se veerya bahar choo raha tha. Maine pyaar se uski or dekhte hue saara veerya andar gatak liya. Kafi time ho chukka tha. Mai daur kar bathroom me jaakar apna munh dhoi. Baal & aur kapde sahi kar ke lauti.

“Mujhe to lagta hai tum maar hi doge” kahakar mai us se lipat kar uske honthon ko choom li.

Thodi der me nurse a gai thi.

Isi tarah roj jab bhi mauka milta mai logon ki nazaron se bach kar apne mahboob se milti rahi. Hum ek doosre ko choomte.,Sahlate the. Who meri choonchiyon ko masalta tha, meri nipples se khlta tha. Mai roj much maithun se uska nikal deti thi. Uska veerya mujhe bahut achchha lagta tha. Us se jyada hum wahan kuchh kar nahin paate the. Pakde jaane aur badnaami ka dar tha.

Hafte bhaer baad ek din mai wahan pahunchi to kamra khali paya. Poochhne par pata laga ki usko discharge kar diya gaya hai. Mai kamre me uske history sheet me sab jagah uska pata janne ki kosish ki magar kuchh pata nahin laga. Meri haalat bawriyon jaisi ho gayi thi jisse man lagaya wohi meri bewakoofi ke karan mujhse door ho gaya tha. Maine use har jagah dhoondha. Magar wo to aise gayab hua jaise Subah dhundh gayab ho jati hai.

Maine jindagi me pahli baar kisi ladke ke liye roya. Meri saheli rachna jo mere sath quarter share karti thi, usne bhi kafi khodne ki koshish kiya magar maine kisi ko bhi kuchh nahin bataya. Maine jindagi me pahli baar kisi se pyar kiya tha. Who garib tha lekin usme kuch baat thi jo use sabse alag karti thi. Kuchh ho na ho mai to us se pyaar karne lagi thi. Gharwaale pareshaan kar rahe the shaadi ke liye. Were parents azaad khayalon ke the isliye unhon ne kah diya tha ki mai jise chahe pasand karke shaadi kar loon. Kabhi kabhi mai shochti ki kya who bhi mujhe chahta hoga? Agar haan to fir who kabhi mujhse mila kyon nahin. Dhire dhire six months gujar gaye us mulakat ko. Fir achanak hi who mila to mujhe diya tale andhera waali baat yaad ayi. Ek din mai hospital ke liye nikli to achanak mujhe ek jana pahchanachehra hospital ke samne ke bageeche me kaam karta hua dikha.

” Suno maali.” Uske ghoomte hi mai dhak se rah gayee, “tuuum?” samne Suraj khada tha. Mera pyaar, mera chain. Mai ektak use dekh rahi thi.

“madam” suraj ne mujhe sote se jagaya.” Mai yahaan maali ka kam karta hoon. Aap apne aap ko samhaliye nahinto koi bhi aadmi iska galat matlab nikal sakta hai.

” Mujhe apni galti kaa ahsaas hua. “Tum mujhe aaj shaam chhe baje mere ghar par milna. Bahut jaroori kaam hai.. Aoge na? Tumhe meri kasam.” kahkar mai apne aap ko samhaalti hui teji se hospital me chali gayi.

Mujhe maaloom tha ki agar maine mur kar dekhliya to mai apni rulai nahi rok sakoongi. Hospital me man nahin laga to tabiyat kharab ka bahana bana kar mai bhag nikli. Aaj kisi kaam me man nahi lag raha tha. Shaam ko Suraj aane waala tha mujhse milne. Uski taiyaari bhi karni thi. Wapsi me mujhe Suraj nahin dikha. Mai Bazar jaa kar kuchh saman khareed layi. Saman me ek jheena Reshmi gown. Khane peene ka saman aur ek botal beer tha. Ek larki ke liye beer khareedna kitna mushkil kaam hai aaj mujhe pata laga tha.

Baari mushkil se kisi ko paise dekar maine ek bottle beer mangaya. Aaj mai uski poori tarah se swagat karna chahti thi. Sham chaar baaje se hi mai apne mahbbob ke liye taiyaar hokar baith gayi. Haalka makeup karke perfume lagaya. Fir transparent bra aur panty ke upar naya reshmi gown pahan liya. Gulabi jheene gown ko pahanna aur nahi pahanna barabar tha. Bahar se ek ek royan dikh Raha tha. Bistar par saafed reshmi chaddar bichha diya. Room spray chaaron or spray kaar diya. Kuchh rajnigandha ke sticks ek flower verse me bed ke sirhane par raakh diya. Chhay baje tak to mai betaab ho uthi. Bar bar ghari ko dekhti hui chahal kadmi kar rahi thi. 6.10 par door bell baja. Mai daur kar darwaaje par gaayi. Peep hole se dkhkar hi darwaja kholna chahti thi. Kyonki koi aur hua to mujhe is roop me dekhkar pata nahin kya soche. Use dekh kar maine darwaja kholka use andar khinch liya. Darwaaza band karke mai usse buri tarah se lipat gayi. Kiss karke poora munh bhar diya.

” Kahan chale gaye the? Meri ek baar bhi yaad nahin ayi?”

” Mai yaheen tha magar mai jaan boojh kar hi aapse milna nahi chahta tha. Kahan aap aur kahan mai. Chaand aur siyaar ki jodi achchhi nahin lagti” maine uske munh par haath rakh diya.

” kahbardaar jo mujh se door jane ka bhi socha. Aagar jaana hi tha to aye kyun? Meri jindagi me hulchal paaida karke bhagne ki soch rahe the.” Maine kaha,

” Aur mujhe ye aap aap karna chhodo. Tumhaaare munh se tum aur tu achchha lagegaa.”

« liken meri baat to suniye………”

” baith jao” kahkar maaine use dhakka dekar sofe par bitha diya. Maaine man hi man decide kar liya tha ki itna sab hone ke baad aab mai Suraj se koi sharam nahin karoongi aur nirlajj hokar apni baat manwa loongi. Mai uthi aur fridge se beer ki bottle nikaal kar uska cork khola. Ek kaanch ke glass me udhel kar uske paas aayi. Glass me ufanta hua jhaag mere jajbaaton ka udaharan pesh kar raha thaa. Mai us se sat kar baaith gayee aur glass ko uske honthon se laga diya.

Usne meri or dekhte hue meri haathon se ek ghoont piya. Glass ko uske hathon me pakda kar maai khaadi hogayi.

” Tumhe mere yeh bahut achchhe lagte the na? ” maine apne breasts ki taraf ishara kiya. Uske honthon ke bilkul paas aakar poochha.

” khol kar nahin dekhna chahoge?” isse pahle ki who kuchh kahe maine khade hokar ek jhatke me apne gown ko shareer se alag kar diya. Wo ektak meri chatiyon ki or dekh raha tha. Mai uske paas aakar dono pairon ko phaila kar uski god me baith gai. Uske sir ko pakad kar aapni ek chaati par daba diya.

“bra kholdo” maine uske kaano me phusphusate hue kaha. Magar use koi harkat karta nahin dekh kar maine khud hi bra ko sharer se alag kar diya. Aaj mai itni uttejit thi ki jaroorat padne se Suraj ko rape bhi karne ko taiyaar thi.

” Dekho ye kitne betaab hain tumhare honthon ke.” Kahkar maine uske honthon se apne nipple sata diye. Pahle woh thoda jhijhka fir dheere se uske honth khule aur mera ek nipple munh me pravesh kar gaya. Who apne jeebh se nipple ke tip ko gudgudane laga.

” aah haaan plsss. ” mai uske baalon me haath firate hue budbudane lagi. Uske doosre haath ko aapne doosre breast par raakh kar dabaane lagi. Kuchh der baad usne dusre nipple ko choosna shuru kar diya uske haath mere badae par ghoom rahe the. Sparsh itna halka thaa maano shaareer par koi rui fira raaha ho.

Kuchh der bad usne munh utha te hue kaha, ” Madam aab bhi samhal jaiye ab bhi wakt hai. Ham me aaur aapme jameen asman ka firq hai.” Mai ek jhatke se uthi. Apne shareer se akhri vastra bhi noch daala. “Dekho is sharre ki ek jhalak pane ke liye kai log bechain rahte hain aur aaj mai khud tumhare samne besharm hokaar nangi khadi hoon aur tum mujh se door bhag rahe ho.

maine uske haath pakad kar utha diya aur lagbhag kheenchte hue bedroom me le gai. Use bed ke paas kahda kaar ke mai uske kapdon par toot padi. Kuchh hi der me who bhi meri hi halaat me agaaya. Maaine use bistar par patak kar uspar chadh baithi. Uske sharer ke ek ek ang ko choomne chaatne lagi. Uske nipples ko daanton se halke se kat diya. Uske honthon se apne honth ragad te hue apna jeebh uske munh me de diya. Woh bhi meri jeebh ko choosne laga. Mere haath uske ling par fir rahe the. Maine ab apna dhyan uske ling par kar diya. Pahle uske ling ko chooma fir use munh me le kar choosne lagi. Ling ka size badh kar lamba aur mota ho gaya. Uska size dekh kar ek baar to mai sihar gayi thi ki ye danav to meri choot ko phad kar rakh dega.

“baahut hi sshitaan hai ye. Isne mujhe aisa rog lagaya ki ab yeh mera nasha ban gaya hai.”

Kafi der taak hum dono ek doosre ke badan se khelte rahe. Fir mai uski taraf dekh kar boli, ” Aaj mai apna kaomarya tumhen bhent kar rahi hoon. Isse mahngi koi cheej mere paas nahin hai. Please mujhe ladki se aaj aurat bana do.”

Maine use chit litakar uska khada lund apne choot ke muhane paar rakh kar jor lagai magar anari hone ke karan evam meri choot ka size chhota hone ke karan ling andar naahin ja paaya. Maine fir apni kamar uthakar uske ling ko apne hathon se set kiya aur sharir ko jor se neeche kiya magar fir uska ling fisal gaya. Maine jhunjhla kar uski or dekha.

“kaise aadmi ho tab se mai koshish kar rahi hoon aur tum chup chap pade hue ho. Kya ho gaya hai tumhe.” Aab akhir usne apni jhijhak ko khatm kar ke mujhe bistar par paatak diya. Meri tangon ko chaauda kaar ke meri chut ko choom liya.

” ye hua na mera sher! Masal do mujhe. Meri saari garmi nikaal do” kafi der tak meri geeli choot par jeebh firane ke baad who utha. Mai to uske jeebh se hi ek baar jhad gayi. Usne meri taangon ko utha kar apne kandhe par rakha aur apne lingko meri tapakti choot paar rakh kar ek jor daar dhakka mara.

” aaaaaaaaaah uuuuuuuuiiiiiiii maaaaaaaa” uska ling rasta banata hua age badhkar mere kaumarya ki jhilli par ja ruka. Aab usne ek aur jor daar dhakka mara to poora lund mere andar phadta hua sama gaya. “ooooooof maaar hii daloge kyaaaa? Uuuuuiiiiiiiii maaaa margayi” mai buri tarah tadapne lagi. Wwoh lund ko poora aandar daal kar kuchh der rukaa. Dheere dheere mera dard gayab ho gaya. Usne lund ko thoda bahar nikal kar wapas andar daal diya. Phir to usne khoob jor jor se dhakke lagae. Mai bhi poori jor se neeche se uska saath de rahi thi. Andar bahar andar bahar jabardast dhakke lag rahe the. 45 min ke baad woh mere andar dher sara virya udhel diya. Mai to tab taak teen baar nikaal chuki thi. Who thaak kar mere sharer par let gaya. Mai to uski mardangi ki kayal ho chuki thi. Who bagal me let gaya mai use halat me uske seene ke oopar apna sir rakh kar uske seene ke baalon se khelne lagi.who mere baalon se khel raha tha.

” Thank u” maine kaha “mai aaj bahut khush hoon. Mujhe chodnewala ek jabardast ling hai. Jiske dhakke khakar to meri haalat patli ho gayi. Magar khush mat hona aaj sari raat tumhari barabari karoongi.” Woh muskura raha tha. Maine uski ankon me jhankte hue poochha,

” aab bolo mujh se pyar karte ho? Dekho yeh chadar hum dono ke Milan ki gawah hai.” Maine chadar par lage khoon ke dhabbon ki or ishara kiya. Usne sir hilaya.

“Mujhse shaadi karoge? Dhaat maai bhi kaisi pagli hoon aaj tak maine to tumse poochha bhi nahin ki tum shadishuda ho ki nahin aur apna sab kuchh tumhe de diya.”

” agar mai kahoon ki mai shaadishuda hoon to?” Usne apne honthon par ek kutil muskaan late hue poochha.

” To kya meri kismat. Ab to tum hi mere sab kuchh ho. Chahe jis roop me mujhe sweekar karo” meri aankhen nam ho gayee.

” Jab sab soch hi liya to fir tum jab chaahe pheron ka bandobast kar lo. Mai apne ghar bhi khabar kar deta hoon.” Usne kaha.

” Yesssss!” maine apne dono haath hawa me unche kar diye fir uspar bhuki sherni ki tarah toot pari.. is baar who bhi muje apne oopar khinch liya. Ek aur marathon round chala. Is baar mai uspar chadh kar uske ling par chadhai kar rahi thi. Aab sharam kis liye ye to aab mera hone wala shohar tha. Kafi der tak karne ke baad usne mujhe chaupaya bana kar peeche se apna ling daal kar dhakke maarne laga. Meri nazar sirhane ki taraf dressing table par lage mirror par gaya. Badi shandar jodi lag rahi thi. Who peechhe se dhakke laga raha tha aur mere bade bade uroz age peechhe uchhal rahe the. Mai position change kar ke mirror ke samanantar agai. Uska mota kala ling meri choot me jata hua kafi exciting lag raha tha. Mai ek ke baad ek kai baar lagatar apna paani chhod di. Uske baad bhi who kafi der tak karta raha. Fir usne dher sara veerya meri yoni me daal diya. Uska veerya meri yoni se ufan kar bistar par gir raha tha. Who thak kar mere upar gir pada. Hum dono paseene se lathpath ho rahe the. Kuchh der tak ek doosre ko choomte hue lete rahe.

” tum khush to ho na?” maine usse poochha.

” tumsa saathi pa kar kaun nahi khush hoga.” Suraj ne kaha,

“har bachcha pari ke sapne dekhta hai magar mujh ko to sakchhat pari mil gayee” . Fir hum dono saath saath nahaye. Taiyaar hokar mai khana banakar use apne haathon se khilayi. Aur usne mujhe khilaya. Fir wapas hum bedroom me agaye. Raat bhar round par round chalet rahe. Subah tak mera to usne bura haal kar diya tha aisa lag raha tha mano mujhe mathni me daal kar math diya ho. Choot ka haal to bahut hi bura tha. Pahle hi Milan me itni ghisai to uske himmat todne ke liye kafi thi. Laal hokar fool gayi thi. Fode ki tarah dukh raha tha. Subah tak to mujhme uthkar khade hone ki taqat bhi nahin bachi thi. Subah 6.0 o’clock ko who utha aur taiyaar hokar nikal gaya. Jaane se pahle mujhe honthon par ek chumban dekar uthaya.

“mat jao ab mujhe chhodkar” maine us se vinti ki.

” pagal ladki hai” usne kaha, “pahle shaadi ho jaane di fir baandh lena mujhe.”

” Sahara dekar utha to sakte ho.”

Usne mujhe sahara dekar uthaya. Uske jaane ke baad mai sofe par dher ho gayi. Subah mujh se milne meri ek matr saheli Rachna ayi.

“Kya hua meri banno?” maine apna haal sunaya to who bhi khush hui. Maheene bhar baad hum dono ne ek saade smaroh me mandir me jakar shaadi karliya. Mere gharwaalon ne samjhane ki koshish ki magar mera nishchaya dekh kar shant ho gaye. Maine transfer ke liye apply kiya jo ki jaldi hi agaya. Naye jagah join karne ke baad maine shadi ka announcement kiya. Tabtak mai already 3 months pregnant thi. Rachna ne bhi mere saath hi same jagah transfer ke liye apply kiya jo ki manjoor hogaya. Suraj ne ek chhoti moti si nursery khol li.

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My mom Babita Dutta is 36 years old tall (5 feet 9 inch) hot woman with milky white skin and stats of 35-30-35. A perfect milf. A hot busty woman. Being lawyer by profession adds further attitude and hotness to her personality. Deep down she is very kind and often help people but a little attitude often keeps bad people away from her.

My father Mr Mahesh Dutta is a rich businessman. We are quite wealthy. But my mom dad wants me to become an IAS. So, they decided to send me to delhi with my mom.So that I can fully focus on my goal and do not deviate as they are aware that I easily get distracted by woman.I was caught many times watching porn and masturbating.

Coming to myself. I am Ankit Dutta. Very lean thin boy. Just completed my 12th and now will take admission in graduation in delhi. My parents want me to prepare for IAS from graduation only. They r very serious about my study.Specially my mom. For my future she is taking break from her profession. Everything thing is fine except for one thing – my lust towards my own mother. I often get huge erection seeing sweat on her face and neck.I just wish , I could lick that. Her boobs and big ass are just marvelous. I never miss a chance to look at them. I want her to my sex slave and use her the way I want.I want to fuck her and also share her with dirty people and goons. Most of the time my fantasy is to see her getting ravaged by bad people. I want to make full advantage of her hot body. Reason for my lust is sex stories and porn related to mother. In school my friends made me addicted to these filthy stories about mother. One of my friend in school was Aslam.He was a bad boy. He often used to tell dirty things about her own mom and abuse my mom also. The more he abused my mom, the more hard I used to get. But today, I dont know where he is. He left our school after 10th.

Today , amid all the pressure of my studies only thing I am excited about is presence of my mom. I will be living closely with her.Just me and her.I dont know may be god will give me a chance.

We reached delhi and took auto from airport. We had already rented a flat with 2 room set in north delhi. It was summer afternoon in delhi with temperature above 40 degree Celsius. It was very hot. It was our mistake that we took auto. We could have waited for a cab. 

In that heat my mom was sweating heavily.Her entire blouse was almost wet with sweat. Outline of her boobs and sweaty cleavage was enough to get anyone hard.And that autowala was continuously looking at my mom from the mirror.He had covered his face to protect himself from heat. But he looked quite young and muscular.His black body was also sweating. Since I was closely sitting with her sweet fragrance of her sweat was hitting my nostrils.I was very hard seeing layer of sweat on her neck and face and wet blouse sticking to her boobs.

I was enjoying the ride with my mom and also the way that autowala was looking at her. I was hard af and feared she might notice my erection.So,I put a bag on my lap.

Finally, we reached our destination and we got out of the auto. Mom leaved first and I was paying to autowala. Suddenly he took off his face cover.He was Aslam.We identified each other but he was quite hesitate to talk. I just asked how? He did not say anything. Just asked for my number. We exchanged our numbers and he went away. Still in shock I started walking behind my mom. Omg! Her blouse was backless and her creamy white back was drenched in sweat.It was too much for me. I rushed towards my room , went to bathroom and masturbated imagining her hot sweaty body.

After few hours, we were all settled. We had a nice dinner.we were tired so we went on to sleep early.

I locked my room and went to bed.I was about to sleep when I got a message.It was Aslam. He wrote- “bro, nice to see you. My life has changed. My family threw me out of my house after they caught me smelling my mom underwear. I came to delhi and started driving auto. But I am not just driver. I do all the bad stuff you can think of. I have become a criminal here. I am involved in supplying girls and women also. But its all hidden behind my autowala image. You are my childhood friend thats why I am telling you everything. You study well and live well. If there is any problem let me know. And last thing- aunty pehle se bhi zyada hot hogai hai. Hahahaha. chal bye.”

I was in shock by this message. But all was his fault. He was bad element in school and here , he is a criminal now doing all bad stuff. But what was echoing in my mind was his remarks on my mom. I was getting hard. I was now thinking how to get her. But its not easy task. First she is my mom which itself is taboo and the other she is very faithful to her husband. Her character is very strong. Plus hamare bra*min parivar ke sanskaar. Jo sabme me tha siwa mere.

My college has already started by now. But I was not able to concentrate becz of my mom. I always used to get hard seeing her big ass and sweat running on her neck.With each passing day my lust towards her kept on increasing.

One thing also I noticed that mom used to get mad at small things and scolding me was a routine affair for her. I dont know why she was frustrated all the time.I was wishing some could abuse her and teach lesson!

Seeing no way around I decided to contact Aslam. We secretly met at a place.It was a low class Muslim dominant area. He wanted to take me to his place but I said No as I wanted to keep our talk secret.

Aslam- what is the matter ankit? Why you wanted to meet me?

I was quite afraid and hesitant to speak. Becoz it was a oneway path. Once used my mom would be his whore.There was no turning back. But this was my last chance to full-fill my fantasy.

Aslam- Tell me bro. What happened?

I took out my phone and showed him many pics of my mom.Many pics I took when she was sleeping carelessly.

Aslam was jaw dropped! He understood everything I guess but he asked inocently, why are you showing me this. Aunty is beautiful. I saw a little grin on his face.

Aslam Make her your whore. I want you to use her the way you want.Humiliate her, torture her. Make her complete whore so that even I can fuck her when ever I want.

He started to rub his cock over his pants.

Think again bro, becoz Your world will change. There will be rules.

What rules?

Aslam – You will always do as I say. No if but. You will not interrupt me at all. Your mom will be used badly so be prepared. I will make her my sex slave. She is so hot and sexy. She is made to be used and abused. No turning back.

Meekly , I said , Ok. She is yours now. Do what ever you want. I will not interrupt.

Aslam with a big grin on his face, listen to me carefully now. I am going to tell you my plan. He told me in ears. My heart was racing with excitement. My fantasy was going to be true!

I went home excited.My heart was racing.What he told was bizzare and risky but adventrous.

When I reached home , mom was in bathing with door closed. But I could listen to very faint moan. I took a ladder and looked from tiny window of bathroom.Fuck! She was rubbing her vagina with bathroom faucet.Her milky white body was covered in sweat. Her body was jerking with excitement!! Without wasting a sec I recorded the scene. Damn! I was hard. Her sweat covered body was such a hard on. Adding to that erotic moan.

Aslam was right.When I told him that my mom is always irritated and all. He bluntly told me that she need a man as she is away from your need. This is the age women enjoy sex the most and your mom is super hot. She needa hard and rough sex. And here she was really violently rubbing her vagina with that faucet knob. With a loud moan.. Aaaaaaaaaah hhhhhhhh hhhhh…she ejaculated. She was panting , her boobs were heaving up and down. She was still trying to hold her breath. After some time she started to take bath. After she started wearing her clothes I stopped the recording.

After recording this whole scene , I came to my room but my dick was hard as rock and it was hard to control. So , I moved to my next plan!

I kept the door slightly open. Took out my dick , played the just recorded video and started masturbting. I was told by Aslam to make sure that my mom must see me masturbating.

Just when I was about to cum , she came to my room calling my name. My eyes were closed and I was cumming so hard before my mom. Aankit!! I opened my eyes when mom shouted. What is this?? She just slapped me hard. My dick was still out hanging. I looked back at her. Her body was still moist after bath. I just smiled looking at her. She got irritated and slapped me again. Sharam hai ya nahi?? Andar karo isko ( Dont have you shame? Put it inside). And what is you watching on mobile?? Porn??

Yes mom porn. Best porn and I smiled again. Mom took phone from my hand and after few sec phone dropped on the floor. She started sweating and shaking.

As told by Aslam , I decided to play bold.

I took hand of my mom and started rubbing it. She was shaking and in shaky voice she told me to delete it.

No mom, I will out this everywhere if dont do what I say. I want to make you randi and see fuck the ugliest men of this city. Cant you do this for me? Even your body wants that. If not why were you rubbing your pussy so badly?

My mom was a strong woman but she started crying with folded hands and said, pls don’t do this I m ur mom. I gave birth to you. How can you do this to me?

I dont care mom. I have not seen a woman as hot as you. My only wish is to see you used and abused, badly. I want to make full use of your hot body. And don’t deny,ur body needs it too.

Come on mom. We will enjoy here a lot. Just think that you are a woman in heat and I am a man who will satisfy you to the core. I will arrange different men for you.And when they will abuse your body, u will love it.

My mom was shattered,defeared. I could clearly see in her eyes. She stopped crying and started to remove her saree.

Omg! Her boobs were heaving with each breath and there was a layer of sweat on her milky boobs. I was getting hard again.

I started to cares her sweaty boobs over the blouse, mom closed her eyes.I started to massage her sweat to her boobs and neck. Her breathing was becoming more heavier. Now I put my tongue out and licked the sweat from her breast. She shuddered in excitement. I further started to lick her sweaty neck. The more I was licking her sweat form neck and breast the more my dick was bursting!

Ohh..my dream of licking her sweat was true now! And it was tasty. Now I started to press her boobs roughly with both my hands and simultaneously licking her neck and sexy face.

Mom started to moan with eyes closed. The more she was moaning the harder I was pressing her boobs. I was in heaven but Alas! I started to cum badly! I stopped and was badly embarrassed. It was just the start. I had just started to enjoy of milky white sweaty body but could not hold on!

My mom was still breathing heavily in excitement. She has started to sweat more. Her boobs were looking more sexier. But my bad, I could not last long other wise I could have fucked her right here..

I just put my useless dick in my pants and told her- mom dont get sad. I will arrange men for you and kissed her sweaty forehead.

I called Aslam. Bro, she is ready.She will fuck anyone. I am sending you a video. Listening to this , she was shocked but alas! she was helpless. Mom ! Your body need this. I am doing it for you. Also you have a hot and sexy body made to use. I could see her huge boobs heaving with each breath.Her blouse was wet with sweat and sticking to boobs. My god! I dont know what guy like aslam will do to her sexy body

I was looking at her with lust when I heared an auto approaching our home. Within minutes there was knock on door. I knew it was him. There he was wearing typical autowala dress which was dirty and wet with his sweat.I think it was not washed for years!! He was smelling bad..he was also wearing a typical muslim cap. He was super excited. Maal kaha hai?? (Where is item).He asked in excitement.

Mom was there and she started to shiever in fear. She needed sex but not this way I guess.Being a high class brahmin woman, she always hated these kind of people. My grandfather was orthodox so he named her Babita Dutta. It was a big taboo which was now going to get break. Aslam was looking at Babita Dutta with lustfull eyes.

He moved towards her and started to sniff her body like a dog.He took her silky hair in his hand rubbed it with his fingers and sniffed its fragrance! Durga’s eyes were closed , her breath was more heavier now.She was also sweating heavily! Her entire forehead was covered in sweat.

Aslam came close to her , hold her by hair and licked the sweat from her forehead!!! She trembled in excitement. He licked her forehead again. Her breath was so fast that saree fell off her shoulder.Her entire breast wet with sweat was before aslam eyes. But he ignored it and started licking her sexy face with his tongue.With each lick she was trembling. He then came to her boobs and licked entire sweat from her milky cleavage.She must be in heaven by now!

Aslam looked at me and said – Maza ayega teri maa ka paseena nikaalne mei. Bohot rasili hai teri maa. I just smiled and looked at him.

He has started to squeeze her boobs really hard and licking and biting her body violently. He now hold her by hair and pulled it hard which made her cry. He then started to slap her sexy face.

It was very arousing to see my mom Babita being slapped by Aslam.

Open your mouth bitch!He slapped and ordered her. Mom without any delay opened her mouth.He smiled and directly spitted in her mouth!! Before she could understand anything he started to spit all over her face.

Dekh tere saath kya karta hu mai. Teri jaisi bade ghar ki aurton ko humiliate karne ka maza hi kuch aur hai. 

My mom was shaking in excitement. He covered her mouth with his hand and forced her to drink his spit! She swallowed it. He smiled and spitted few more times in her mouth! 

My cock was about to burst ,the way he was treating her..She was now moaning with each slap and spit!

He now tore apart and removed her saree. She was in blouse and pettycoat only which was wet from her sweat. There was a thin layer of sweat on her cleavage shining  like perals. Aslam took his tongue out and licked sweat from her cleavage..he further started licking her neck..my mom durga was moaning with each lick..I think no one ever licked her like that..Aslam was licking sweat from her milky skin like a mad dog..he would even bite and suck her skin! There were bite marks on her boobs,neck,face..

He now started to maul her boobs hard..pinching rubbing her nipples..her nipple was hard as rock! In seconds he tore apart her blouse as well..my mom boobs were free.First time I saw it so closely..It was milky white,big and moist with her sweat.My cock was bursting seeing her boobs..

Aslam took her nipples in between his fingers and pulled it really hard..she whinced in pain..he laughed and started to maul it again and simultaneously kissing her lips! How lucky this muslim guy was!

He now removed the last cloth on her body, pettycoat! Her shaved pink pussy was before my eyes..It was leaking..seeing this he said.. Bohot garmi hoti hai bhai teri maa mei..abhi to choda bhi nahi aur paani chhod diya. He took his hand to her vagina and started rubbing it..My mom durga was moaning again..Aslam slapped her pussy, she whinced..he laughed and slapped her pussy again.. Idhar aa bhai help kar zara.Aslam called me and told to hold her legs apart..

My hand was shaking while holding her sexy legs..it was hairless smooth and shining with sweat..I hold her legs! My god it was soft..very soft.. I bowed my head and licked her leg!! But Aslam stopped me..jo bola bhai utna kar na..tujhe bhi mauka milega.Abhi jo bola utna kar. I stopped and hold her leg really tight..my small dick was hard as rock.

Aslam took his slipper in one hand and with one hand hold her hair tight.. tere jaisi bade ghar ki aurton ko kya pasand hai wo mujhe pata hai..saying this he started slapping her boobs with slipper..mom started to cry but he was mercilessly slapping ber boobs and nipples with slipper..her milky boobs turned red! My mom cry was turning into loud moan..

Her pussy was leaking even more..

Dekh saali ko jitna dard de raha hu utna paani chhod rahi hai.

My mom was panting, moaning and sweating badly..she was unable to catch her breath..

Tu bohot achhi raand banegi Babita Dutta..Saying this he now started to slap her pussy with his slipper..In between he was rubbing her pussy as well..

With each slap on pussy,her body jerked..Her whole body was shaking in excitement..her moan was mix of cry and pleasure! She was loving this torture.. floor was already wet with her fluids and after few more slaps she literally ejaculated.

Aslam threw away the slippers and grabbed her face with both his hand and said , ek baat to aaj saabit hogai tum brahm! n randiyon ki badan me bohot garmi hoti hai..abhi choda bhi nahi aur choot ne paani chhod diya.

Chal muh khol..he commanded my mom roughly…she meekly opended her mouth.. Aslam collected sweat from his forehead and put into her mouth..I cummed there only!!!..she gulped his sweat..he smiled and feed her more of his sweat..She was now willingly eating his sweat!

He told me to go and seat again..with my limping dick I came back to my place again to enjoy the show.

Aslam went close to my mom..she was sitting on the floor still breathing heavely. With both hands he hold her head and started rubbing her face over his pant..There was huge bulge in his pant..

After few minutes he removed his hand from her head and she was still rubbing her face over his dick in pant! Seeing this he winked at me.. as if saying ” dekh teri brahmin sati savitri maa ko randi bana diya”..

Mom removed his pant fastly..he was in not wearing anything inside..his hard cock jumped out of his pant.Ohh my god!! It was really big..twice my size..black as coal with large veins all over it. .It was hard as rock and dripping precum.. But it was between a bush…A bush of dirty pubic hair wet with sweat..

My mom Babita Dutta went crazy seeing his dick and pubic hair..She started to lick sweat from his pubic hair (jhaant k baal)..She even took some in her mouth and sucked the sweat completely..my dick was hard again seeing her acts..

After sucking and licking his pubic hair she put his cock in her mouth…Aslam hold her head with both his hand and thurst his dick straight into her throat..Her eyes almost popped out..there was huge bulge in her throat..she was gagging spit coming out of corners of her mouth..

Aslam started to throat fuck her badly..in between he was spitting on her sexy face also..My Mom durga was not able to take breath properly and was gagging badly..Her neck veins were more prominent now..It was a sight..long and sexy neck of my mom sweating and bulging with cock inside!!But Aslam was roughly fucking her throat…After few minutes he ejaculated in her throat…Seeing the sexy long neck of my mom extended with cock and taking ejaculate..I too cummed hard..

He pull out his dick and rubbed his dick over my mom durga face..Her sexy face was in mess!! Spit,saliva,cum was all over her face… Aslam said , bade ghar ki aurton ke shining face ka yahi raaz hai Durga..Tu aur bhi haseen hojaega!! He laughed..

He now put his leg on her face and pressed it against the floor and started pissing on her face and body! My brahmin mom was humiliated to the core! The woman who hated muslims her whole life was between his legs bathing in his piss..who would have imagined..

He filmed this act and sent to one of his friend.. My heart started to beat faster..I did not know what was coming..

Sun mai ja raha hu..apni maa ko ready karke rakh..1 ghante me aake isko apne mohalle leke jaunga..Abhi iske badan se aur paseena nikalunga..bohot garam hai saali.

I was before my mom with my limping dick. There was smile on her face. She got up on her own and went to bathroom. I too went to get fresh. There was weakness in my body.After around 40 mins I saw my mom.

My jaw drooped! She was looking drop dead gorgeous and sluty. Her red blouse was sleeveless, backless and deep neck. Her milky white moist cleavage was popping out of her blouse. Adding further sluttiness was her mangalsutra in between her milky boobs. Her enire creamy back was exposed , inviting proper lick! There was light makeup with red lipstick and big red bindi on forehead. That big red bindi was giving a proper slutty look. I was hard again!

Mom saw my hardness and smiled.

Come son.come to me.My heart was beating fast as I listened to her..In anticipation, I started moving towards her. Come sit with me. With little fear and excitement , I sat beside her.

She took my hand and put it over her cleavage. It was a heavenly touch.It was firm yet soft..the moistness of her cleavage was making my cock hard as rock..My hand was shaking.

Thank you beta! I never had a sex like this. I am now his slut. Yours also but after him. I will do as you say but promise me not to disclose this to anyone in our family. Lets keep this secret. Life is small and I want to enjoy every moment. Whole life I abused Mus#!ms. Its time to wash my sins by serving them..

My throat was drying listening all this..I started to press her boobs lightly. Mom removed my hand..Not this beta! Aslam is about to come. I am his slut first. I have dressed like this to please him. Tell me what you want other than this..

It was just unimaginable how my mom was talking now. How strict she was!! But now she is just a submissive slut ready to fuck even his son. My every fantasy was going to be true. My heart was racing. My pious brahm!!n mom was ready to be used and abused.

I sat near feet of my mom , looked at her and said , Mom I have fantasies with you. One of them is to taste your sweet spit. Please spit in my mouth. Saying this I opened my mouth..mom looked at me smiled, collected her saliva and spit into my mouth. I closed my eyes and gulped it..My hot mom spitting into my mouth was a dream come true. She again collected spit in her mouth, this time from her throat and spitted in my mouth..I gulped it again and wanted more!

But then I saw my moms face. There was a thin layer of sweat shining on her forehead.Now I wanted her sweat..I got up and told her to be still..She followed my command. I hold her face and started to lick her sweaty forehead. I was in heaven. Licking sweat from her milky white skin..I then looked at her cleavage..there was pearl of sweat on her boobs..In no time I was licking sweat from her cleavage.

It was too much for me..My dick exploded and I cummed hard again.

There I was ashamed in front of my mom again. She was smiling at my situation.

Before anyone of us could speak,there was knock on our door again and it was Aslam. There was an old man with him. He was short,black and fat.He was wearing a typical mus#!m cap , torn ganzi exposing his coal black hairy skin.He was stinking as well.He has very scary face with lots of scars and a big white beared. He had applied surma in his eyes and chewing some cheap tobacoo product. Never seen such a dirty man.Aslam was better than him..

Before we could speak anything..he was sniffing my mom from all sides like a dog.Aaaahhh kadak hai saali.. Naam kya bataya Aslam? Babita Dutta , Akbar bhai.

Achha..Durga! Bahut garmi hai saali me dekh toh. Sach me inn brahm!!n aurton ka koi jawab nahi hota. Ek sath kai mardo ki malai nikaal degi..saying this the old man started to laugh.

Aslam: ye akbar hai. Ladkiyon ki dalali karta hai.Sheher ke bade bade logo jaise businessman, politician sabko ladkiyan supply karta hai. Iske upar bade bade netao ka haath hai kyuki ye unki tharak ka dhyan rakhta hai aur high class ladkiyan supply karta hai. Iske kapdo p mat jao..

I was looking at Akbar dumbstruck. He was a pimp. What he gonna do with my mom.

He was already kneading and slapping her ass..Mom’s eyes were closed and was softly moaning.

Aslam took out a dog collar and tied it around her neck! It was attached to a long leather belt. My mom Durga was his pet now. His slave! He guided my mom outside pulling the long leather belt, my mom’s neck stretched out..Akbar still slapping her ass hard. It was already 11pm night..

I also tried to come out but Aslam stopped me. Tu yahi reh kuch din baad teri maa wapas kar jaunga. Tune bola tha ki meri har baat manega.

I had no choice.. I was standing at my door while Aslam was pulling her with leather belt attached to her neck. She was on her all four now..crawling like a dog to auto! 

Aslam tied the belt to auto. Mom sat behind and beside her was dirty old man Akbar.. 

What they will do to her?? My heart racing.. I closed the door and went back to my room..

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Mera naam kajal hai. Or main delhi ki rehne wali hu.meri age 18 years hai. Maine dikhne bahut sunder hu rang ek dum gora hot figure. 36.32.36.

SANGEETA — Meri mummy age 40 ek husan pari rang ei dum gora jyadatar sari pahnti hai. Badan puri tarha bhara hua. Figure. 38,34,40. Jab chalti hai. To gaand upar niche matakti hai. Or meri mummy puja path wali dharmik or pativrata aurat hai.

SANJEEV – mere papa age 48 jyadatar kaam mein busy rehte hai.

JAVED — mere papa ke dost or business partner bhi. Age 46. Rang sanwla choda seena mazboot shareer wale. 

REHANA — javed uncle ki patni. Age 41 yei bhi bahut khubsurat hai. Figure 38,34,38.

Ab main story par aati hu. Yei baat kareeb 1 saal pahle ki hai. Us waqt mein 12th main thi. Papa thode tention mein rehne lage teh kyunki business mein loss ho rha tha. Or karza bhi badh rha tha. Papa ne M.B.A kar rakha tha. Or papa ke partne javed uncle kam padhe likhe teh. 

Baat kuch aisi thi ki papa or uncle ki company ko bahut bada project mila tha 20 carore ka. Par uske liye unhe ya uncle kisi ek ko project pura karne ke liye 3 saal ke liye U.S mein rehna tha. Project milne se sab bahut khush teh. Or javed uncle or rehana aunty raat ko dinner par hamare ghar aaye hue teh.

Dinner karne ke baad mummy papa or uncle aunty sab ek sath baith kar baat kar rhe teh busines ke bare mein.

JAVED UNCLE — Sanjeev bhai main to kam padha likha hu. Yaar U.S tum he chale jao main yha ka business sambhalta hu. Tumhe wha par acche se sab kuch handle kar loge.

REHANA AUNTY — ha sanjeev bhai sahab aapko to pata hai ki inki angreji masha allah kitni acchi hai. Yei to english dhang se bol bhi nahi payenge.

PAPA — bhabhi main to chala jaunga par tention sangeeta or kajal ki hai peeche se inka dhyan koan rakhega. 

REHANA AUNTY — kaisi baat karte ho bahisahab kya sangeeta or kajal hamre kuch nhi hai. Bahle he hamare dharam alag hai. Par hum rehte to apno ki tarha he hai. Or aap inki chinta chod do. Hum pura khyal rakhenge.

PAPA — yei baat bol kar aapne to meri aadhi tention dur kar di. Ab baki hamari madam batayengi. Kya rai hai unki.

MUMMY — aap meri or kajal ki tention mat lijiye aap jaiye. U.S or apna business dekhiye. Waise bhi business mein pahle he itna loss ho chuka hai. Ab itna bada project mila hai. Ise hath se mat jane dijiye kyunki is project se humko bahut fayda hone wala hai.

JAVED UNCLE — lo bhai sanjeev bhabhi ne to baat he khatam kar di ab taiyari karo jane ki. 

REHANA AUNTY — sangeeta bahut samjhdar hai. Lagta hai. Use bhi ab bisiness ki knowledge ho gyi hai.

MUMMY — are nhi aisi baat nhi rehana bhabhi. Agar kaam hoga tabhi to ghar chalega.

REHAN AUNTY — bilkul sahi baat. Waise kab jana hai. U.S

JAVED UNCLE — next week monday ko.

REHAN AUNTY — ohh to fir sanjeev bhaisahab packing shuru kar do sirf 4 din reh gye.

PAPA — ha bhabhi bas thodi shopping karni hai. U.S ke liye. 

Or fir agle din hum log shopping karne gaye. Or papa ne waha ke liye kuch garam kapde liye. Mummy thodi udas bhi thi papa ke jane se. Ho bhi kyu na 3 saal ke liye ja rhe teh Papa par mummy ne papa ko apni udasi jahir nhi hone di. Kyunki warna papa bhi udaas ho jate. Papa or mummy ek dusre se bahut pyar karte teh. Dono ne love marrige ki thi.

Or ab to monday bhi aa gya tha. Papa apan saman gadi mein rakh rhe teh. Javed uncle or rehana aunty bhi papa ko airport chodne ja rhe teh hamare sath. Subha 8 bje ki flight thi. Mera mann bhi bahut udaas ho gya tha. Itna waqt papa se dur nhi rhi. Kabhi. Jab papa mummy or mujhe gale laga lar check in kar ke ander chale gye to mummy ke aankhon mein aansu teh.

Par kuch kar bhi nhi sakte teh. Papa ko to jana he tha business bhi jaruri tha. Papa ki flight ud chuki thi. Fir hum bhi vapis ghar aa gye. Mummy ko usaas dekh rehana aunty mummy se boli.

REHANA AUNTY — sangeeta  udaas mat ho balki ab to business mein profit bhi shuru hone wala hai. Or tumhar pura khayal rakhenge hum or kajal ka bhi.

MUMMY — rehana tum ho to mujhe kya tention tum meri ek acchi dost bhi ho. Mujhe pata hai pura khyal rakhogi mera.

JAVED UNCLE — are bhabhi ab aapko koi bhi kisi bhi cheez ki jarurat ho bas bta dena. Bilkul sharmana mat. Hum aapke apne hai. Apno se sharmana nhi.

MUMMY — Ji bhaisahab bilkul.

Or fir uncle aunty apne ghar chale gye. Unka ghar bhi hamare sath he tha. Papa ne U.S Pahuc kar humhe phone kiya. Or wha ke mousam ke bare mein bataya. Bahut he badiya mousam hai. Thand bhi bahut hai. Wha papa ko company ki taraf se he rehne ko ghar mila tha.

Ab main batati hu ki kaise meri seedhi sadhi puja path wali mummy apni pati se bewafa ho gyi or kaise ek muslim lund se unhone chudwaya.

Actully eid aane wali thi. Or rehana aunty or javed uncle ne humhe invite kiya tha ghar par or eid se agle din rehana aunty ka birthday bhi tha. To aunty boli aapko hamare yha he rehna padega kuch din. Eid or birthday mil kar invite karenge. To mummy ne unhe ha keh di. Or main or mummy aunty uncle ke yha rehne chale gye kuch din.

Or aunty or uncle ne hamhare ilawa kisi or ko invite bhi nhi kiya tha. To mummy ne unse pucha.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi or koan koan guest aa rhe hai.

REHANA AUNTY — or kisne aana hai sangeeta hum sab he bas.

MUMMY — aapke koi family mein se nhi aayega eid manane or birthday wale din.

REHANA AUNTY — nhi sangeeta maine kisi ko invite nhi kiya. Is baar ghar mein shanti se celebrate karenge. Jyada log hote hai. To bas shor he hota hai.

MUMMY — ha yei to sahi kha tumne or ghar mein saman bhi bahut failta hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Isiliye to kisi ko invite nhi kiya ab hum log he invite karenge.

Or fir mummy or aunty mil kar kitchen mein badiya badiya dish banane lage meethi seviya bhi. Dono mil kar sab kuch taiyar kar rhi thi. Main bhi mummy or aunty ke sath mil kar kaam kar rhi thi.

Uncle bhi wahi hamare sath chota mota kaam kar rhe teh. Par maine notice kiya ki wo mummy ko sar se paon tak acche se nihar bhi rahe teh. Or mujhe yaad hai. Us din mummy ne pink color ki saree dali thi. Jo ki unka favourite color tha.

Mummy saree nabhi ke niche bandhti thi. Or mummy ka blouse cut sleave tha. Mummy bahut sunder lag rhi thi. Mummy to apne kaam mein busy thi. Saree mein mummy ka pichwada pura kas kar alag he shape mein dikh rha tha. Koi bhi mard dekh kar garam ho jaye.

Or uncle ki nazar mummy ki badi badi gand ko bhi ghur rhi thi. Kabhi blouse or saree ke bich ke gap mein se dikhte mummy ke gore peit ko dekhte to kabhi mummy ke sunder chehre ko. Koi kasar nhi chod rhe teh uncle mummy ko niharne mein wo to ankhon he ankhon se mummy ko chod rhe teh.

Or insan kitna bhi shareef kyu na ho agar uske samne usi ke ghar mein kisi or ki khubsurat biwi ghum rhi ho to uski nazar to bigdegi he. Or jitni khubsurat mummy hai. Or dikhne mein jitni hot hai. Uncle ke ilawa koi or bhi hota to wo bhi mummy ko niharne mein koi kasar na chodta. Fir uncle mummy ki tareef karne lage.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aaj aap bahut sunder lag rhi ho pink saree mein. Or aap par kafi jach rhi hai.

MUMMY — Thank u javed bhai yei mera favourite color hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Khubh jach rha hai. Aap bhi pink or saree ka color bhi pink. Sach mein aap bahut sunder ho kismat wala hai sanjeev jo itni sunder biwi mili

Apni tareef sun kar mummy bhi muskura uthi. Waise sach he kha hai kisi ne agar kisi bhi aurat ke husan ke tareef kar do to wo sabse jyada khush ho jati hai. Or meri mummy bhi bahut khus hui thi apni tareef sun kar

MUMMY — Kya javed bhaisahab aap phi ab to budhi ho rhi hu.

REHANA AUNTY — Kya kaha tu budhi ho rhi hai. Kha se mujhe to lagta hai tu jawan ho rhi hai. Din bhar din sheeshe mein dekh ja kar abhi bhi kajal ki sister lagti hai badi.

MUMMY — kya rehana tum bhi kuch bhi bolti ho.

Waise hamari family or javed uncle or rehana kafi samay se ek dusre ko jante teh ek family ki tarha. Par us din hum kuch he deir mein kafi ghul gye teh ek duje ke sath. Kafi mazak chal rha tha hum charo mein aunty mera khyal rakh rhi thi. Or uncle mere sath mazak bhi kar rhe teh. Jabki maine unko apni mummy ko galat tarike se ghurte hue bhi dekha.

Par maine fir bhi us baat ko ignore kar diya. Kyunki main ek modern type ladki hu. Or aaj ke time mein is tarha ki seen to chlate rehte hai. School mein ladke mujhe bhi galat taoke ghurte hai. Or meri mummy hai he itni khubsurat koi bhi unki sundarta ko nihar sakta tha.

Eid wala din tha. Maine or mummy ne uncle aunty ko eid ki badhayi thi. Fir humne ek sath lunch kiya or raat ko dinner bhi. Uske baad hum ek sath baith kar uncle aunty ke room mein baatein kar rhe teh. Kareeb 11 baj chuke teh. Mujhe neend aa rhi thi. To main sabko gud night bol kar dusre room mein sone chali gyi.

Par mummy abhi bhi uncle aunty ke sath baatein karne mein lagi hui thi. Wo kareeb 12 bje tak raat ko baatein karte rahe. Fir mummy ko bhi neend aane lagi to mummy dusre room mein sone jane lagi to aunty boli.

REHANA AUNTY — are sangeeta yhi so jao mere bed par kha dusre room mein ja rhi ho.

MUMMY — Are nhi nhi rehana bhabhi main dusre room mein so jaungi aaram se aap log aaram se soiye meri vajha se disturb honge aap .

JAVED UNCLE — Are sangeeta bhabhi aap aaram se soiye. Rehana ke sath main sofe par so jata hu.

MUMMY — Are aap kyu soyenge sofe par aap yha soiye bed par .

REHANA AUNTY — are sangeeta ab maan bhi jao. Kuch dino ke liye rehne aayi ho. Tum yhi soyogi bas isi bahane khub baatein bhi hoti rahengi.

MUMMY — thik hai baba par mujhe ajeeb lagega. Javed bhaisahab meri vajha se sofe par soyenge.

JAVED UNCLE — Are bhabhi kuch ajeeb nhi hai. Yei to hamari khush kismati hai ki aap jaisi sunder lady ki sewa karne ka moka mil rha hai.

MUMMY — kya bahisahab aap bhi baar baar meri tareef kar rhe ho.

REHAN AUNTY — are tum ho he itni sunder tareef to banti hai. Baar baar.

MUMMY — accha tum bhi to kitni sunder ho.

REHANA AUNTY — ha wo meri bhi roj itni he tareef karte hai.

Or fir yu baatein chalti rhi or sab so gye. Par raat kareeb 3 bje uncle uthe or unhone aunty ko sofe par bulaya sofa unhi ke room mein tha . Bed ke samne Uncle ek garam mijaj wale mard teh .

Unhone aunty ko utha kar apni bahon mein bhar liya or unke hoton ko chusne lag gye. Aunty bhi uncle ki bahon mein jate he garam ho gyi. Or dono ne apne kapde utar diya. Or nange ho gye. Jabki mummy unhi ke bedroom mein unhi ke bedroom mein so rhi thi.

Uncle aunty puri nange ho chuke teh. Or uncle ne aunty ki chuchiyo ko khubh chusa. Or aunty ki chut mein lund daal kar unko chodne lage. Uncle aunty ko bahut jor jor se chod rhe teh. Uncle ka lund bahut bada tha. Kareeb 9 inch lumba or 4 inch mota. Aage se skin kati hui.

Aunty chudte waqt garam garam aahe bhar rhi thi. Unki chudai ki aawazon se mummy ki aankh khul gyi thi. Or unhone jo dekha wo to bas dekhti reh gyi. Uncle aunty ki chut mein kas kas kar lund peil rhe teh. Aunty bhi aaaaahhh aaaaahhhh kar rhi thi

REHANA AUNTY — aaaahhhhhhh….. uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh….. mmmmmmmmaaaa… aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiii…. ssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhh… aisee he jor jor se chodo mujhe bada maza aata aapke lumbe mote lund se chud kar aaaahhhhhhhhh…. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuufffffffffffff… yessssssss… chodiye mere sartaaz aise he jor jor se chofiye.

Mummy bhi ek aurat thi or samne jab live chudai chal rhi ho to koi bhi garam ho sakta or hua bhi yu hi mummy unki chudai ko dekh kar garam ho rhi thi. Papa ko gye hue bhi 2 week ho gye teh. Pati se duri or shareer ki garmi kisi bhi aurat ko garam kar sakta hai. Or mummy ki mummy ka hath unki chut par chala gya saree ke upar se. Jise wo halka halka sehla rhi thi.

Uncle or aunty ka shayad ye hi plan tha wo mummy ko garam karna chah rhe teh. Taki wo jaldi he uncle se chdwane lage. Uncle or aunty ki chudai ko dekh kar mummy ki chut bhi gili ho gyi thi. Or unki panty bhi gili ho gyi thi puri tarha.

Javed uncle ne aunty ko 2 baar choda us raat or phir dono ne kapde pehne or aunty bed par aa kar so gyi. Par mummy ki halat puri tarha kharabh thi. Unki panty bheeghi hui thi unke kaam ras se. Is tarha wo pahle kabhi nhi jhadi thi. Yei pahli baar tha unki life mein. Phir bhi dono ki chudai live dekhne ke baad mummy bhi so gyi thi.

Subha sab aaram se uthe par mummy ko jaldi uthne ki aadat hai. Isliye wo jaldi uth gyi or seedha baathroom mein gyi. Or jaldi se apne kapde utare or apni panty bhi jo unke chut ke ras se bheeg gyi thi raat ko jab mummy panty utar rhi thi thi to wo unki chut se chipak gyi thi. Chut ka ras panty mein sukh gya tha. Or panty chut se chipak gyi thi. Mummy ne panty utaar dali par or mummy ka hath unki chut par chala gya.

Or raat wali live chudai ek baar unki aankhon ke samne ghumne lagi. Jiski vajha se unki chut fir gili hone lagi. Par mummy ne apne aap ko sambhala or khud par gussa karne lagi. Ki yei kya kar rhi hu main yei galat hai.

Par ab to chingari lag chuki thi bas aag bhadkane ki deir thi. Or wo bhi jaldi he lagne wali thi. Phir mummy nha kar bathroom se nikli or tab tak sab jaag gye teh . Sab uth kar nha liye.

Uske baad hum sab ne aunty ko birthday wish kiya. Uncle ne aunty ko ek sunder C diomond ki ring thi. Mummy ne bhi aunty ko accha se gift diya. Or dopahar ka lunch hum sabne bahar he kiya us din.

Jab hum lunch kar ke ghar aaye to uncle thoda rest karne chale gye. Main bhi room mein chali gyi. Or mummy aunty baith kar baatein karne lag gyi.

MUMMY — rehana bhabhi aaj bahut khaas din hai aapka or javed bhai ne bahut accha gift diya aapko. Bahut pyaar karte hai aapse.

REHANA AUNTY — Ha bahut pyar karte hai. Wo mujhse sangeeta.

MUMMY — hmm itna pyar ki raat ko tum dono ki aawazein aa rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — are tum jaag gyi thi. Sorry sangeeta actully wo raat ko na yei thoda sa

MUMMY — bas bas koi baat nhi pati patni mein chalta hai. Par light to band kar dete main so rhi thi. Itna to khyal kar lete.

REHANA AUNTY — sorry sangeeta wo us time kha kuch sujhta hai. Par tumne kuch dekha to nhi.

MUMMY — main kyu kuch dekhungi. Main to aankhein band kar ke so gyi thi. Par aaj nhi soyungi main tumhare room mein tum logo ka kya pata aaj bhi shuru ho jao.

REHANA AUNTY — Are nhi nhi tum mere sath he sona wo to bas kal aise he mood ban gya tha.

MUMMY — are nhi rehana bhabhi mere chalte aap log kyu pareshan ho.

REHANA AUNTY –Kaisi baat karti ho sangeeta tumhare se kya pareshani tum to meri acchi dost ho.

Or phir dono ki baatein chalti rhi. Shaam ko uncle ne cake order kar diya. Or raat ko aunty ne cake kata. Or phir thoda dance bhi chala uncle ne aunty ke sath dance kiya mummy ke sath bhi kiya. Maine bhi dance kiya. Kafi enjoy kar rhe teh hum log.

Us raat mummy uncle aunty ke sath baith kar baatein kar rhi thi. To aunty ne fir mummy ko unke room mein rok liya sone ke loye. Main apne room mein ja chuki thi.

Mummy bhi maan gyi wahi sone ke liye. Uske baad aunty ne mummy ko apne jaal mein fasana shuru kiya baaton ke jariye jisme aunty ko shuraat mein jeet milni shuru ho gyi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — sangeeta sanjeev ko gaye hue 2 week ho gye hai. Kya yaad nhi aati.

MUMMY — Yaad kyu nahi aati rehana bhabhi. Bilkul aati hai.

REHANA AUNTY — To madam yei batao tum 3 saal sanjeev ke bina kaise reh logi. Main to javed ki bina nhi reh sakti. Or na javed mere bina. Hum dono ko ek dusre ke bina neend nhi aati. Tumhe aa jati hai neend sangeeta.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi ab neend ka kya mazboori hai. Fir business bhi jaruri hai.

REHANA AUNTY — to fir tum apni feelings kaise cantrol karti ho sangeeta kaise reh leti ho sanjeev ke bina. Tumhari to love marrige hui hai.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi ab apne aap ko cantrol to karna padega tabhi aage aage aadat padegi cantrol karne.

REHANA AUNTY — Haa woh to hai, par tum jis umr mein ho uss umr mein aurat ke jism ko mard ki jyada chah rehati hai 40s mein aurat ko to bina mard ke nind hi nahi aati.

MUMMY — bhabhi kuch pane ke liye kuch khushi tyagni padti hai.

REHANA AUNTY — ha sangeeta sahi bola tumne par javed hamari shaadi se le kar ab tak jab main 41 ki ho gyi abhi tak mere sath hai. And hum khubh enjoy karte hai.

MUMMY — ha bhabhi aap dono ko dekh kar bahut accha lagta hai. Bahut pyaar hai aap dono mein.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta aaj raat bhi hum sex karenge aawazein sunti rehna garam hoti rehna.

MUMMY — bhabhi javed bhai sun lenge hamari baatein dheere bolo.

REHANA AUNTY — are wo sofe par baithe hai. Or sun bhi lenge to kya hua shadi shuda hai. Hum dono ladies bhi private baatein kar sakti hai.

MUMMY — par bhabhi maine kabhi sex par is tarha khul kar kabhi baat nhi ki mujhe bahut sharam c aa rhi hai.

REHANA AUNTY — ab is age mein bhi sharmogi jyada sharmaogi to pyasi reh jaogi.

MUMMY — Bhabhi aap bhi itni frank hongi mujhe aaj pata laga.

REHANA AUNTY — abhi tumne dekha he kha hai. Garam to nhi ho rhi baaton se.

MUMMY — bhabhi aap bhi kya bol rhi ho.

Or us fir raat ko bhi wo he hua. Raat ko kareeb 2 bje uncle uthe or unhone aunty ko apni bahoon mein bhar liya. Or unke kapde utar diye. Or unke badan ko chumne chatne lage. Uncle aunty ki chut ko chat rhe teh.or aunty aahhhh.. aahhhhh. Kar rhi thi. Or unki aawazon ko sun kar meri mummy jo jaag chuki thi.

Wo bhi unhe dekh kar garam ho rhi thi. Or unka haath na chahte hue bhi unki chut par chala gya. Or mummy apni satin ki nighty ke upar se chut ko masal rhe teh.

Aunty janti thi yei he moka hai. Mummy ko apne jaal mein fasa kar apne pati javed se chudwane ka. Or aunty ne wo he kiya. Aunty sofe par se khadi hui. Or nangi he mummy ke paas bed par aa gyi. Or mummy ki tarfa dekhte hu boli.

REHAN AUNTY — kyu tadap rahi ho sangeeta . Aajo javed tumhari pyaas bujha denge. Wo tumhe khubh maza denge aise kab tak tadpti rahogi.

MUMMY — Nahi Bhabhi please please bhabhi rehane do naa. Mujhse yei nhi hoga yei bahut bada paap hai. Apne pati ke ilawa kisi dusre aadmi ka khyal mann mein lana.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta kuch nahi ho ga aur koi paap nahi ho ga. Jab bhuk lagti hai. To insaan ghar ke ilawa bhi to bahar khana khata hai.

Or phir aunty ne mummy ki nighty mein haat daal diya or mummy se boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Dekh SANGEETA apni chut ko kitni gilli hui padi hai. Ye ro rahi hai apni pyas bujhane ke liye. Agar iska kuch nahi kiya to jarur paap lage ga. Aur tu iski mang ko puri kare gi to tera mann bhi halka ho ga.

MUMMY — par bhabhi main kisi ki patni hu main bahut pyaar karti hu sanjeev se main unke sath dhokha nhi kar sakti.

REHANA AUNTY — tum koi dhokha nhi kar rhi sangeeta tum bas apne ander ki aurat ko shant kar rhi ho jo is waqt jaag chuki hai. Or tum chudwana mat javed tumhari chut chus kar tumhar pani nikal denge. Tumhe bahut relax milega sangeeta plese ek baar mera kehna maan lo.

MUMMY — bhabhi please mat karwao mujhse yei paap mujhse dhoka ho jayega.

REHAN AUNTY — Sangeeta is kamre hum teeno ne kya kiya kisi ko kuch nhi pata lagega. Ab bas tum chup raho ab javed tumhari chut ko chus kar tumhara pani nikal dengi. Tumhe bahut maza aayega.

Fir aunty ne javed uncle ko sofe se bulaya or javed uncle se boli.

REHAN AUNTY — Aao na javed udhar kha baithe ho idhar aa kar sangeeta bhabhi ki chut ko chus kar unka pani nikal do sangeeta ki chut pyasi hai. Or dekho kaise ro rhi hai.

Or fir uncle uth kar seedha bed par aa gye. Or aunty ne mummy ki nighy ko unki kamar tak chada diya. Or mummy ki gori gori mansal moti janghein puri tarha nagi ho kar chamak rhi thi. Fir aunty ne mummy ki panty ko bhi utar feka.

Jaise he mummy ki panty utri uncle ki to aankhein fail gyi mummy ki gori chikni bina balon wali clean chut ko dekh kar. Or bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Wah sangeeta bhabhi kitni haseen gori chikni fuli hui chut hai aapki. Aisi chut to maine pahle kabhi nhi dekhi.

Or fir uncle ne mummy ki pairo ko fail diya. Or mummy ki janghon ke beecha baith kar jaise he apna muh mummy ki chut par rakha . Mummy ke muh se ”aaaaahhhhhhhh.. nikli jor se. Or uncle ne puri jeeb nikal kar niche se upar tak mummy ko gori mulayam chut par fira di.

Mummy to puri tarha machal uthi. Pahli baar koi gair mard unki chut ko chat rha tha. Uncle ne to seedha mummy ki chut par hamla kiya tha. Uncle to mummy ki chut ke lips ko muh mein bhar kar chusne lag gye. Or mummy ‘aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh” ”aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh”

”uuuuuummmmmm” ”uuuuuuuuuuufffffffffffffff” kar rhi thi. Uncle ki jeeb puri tarha harkat mein lagi hui thi. Uncle mummy ki chut ke dane ko bhi honto se chuste jisse mummy ka pura jism machal jata.

Kya nazara tha aaj ek pativrata seedhi sadhi garehlu sanskari aurat jism ki pyaas mein itni garam ho chuki thi. Wo ek muslim mard se apni chut chatwa rhi thi. Sach mein vasna ki aag jab bhadkti hai. Tab accha bura kuch nhi dikhta.

Or wo he mummy ke sath ho rha tha. Mummy to garam ho chuki thi puri tarha. Or fir uncle bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana sangeeta bhabhi ki chut abhi tak jawan ladki ki tarha hai. Bilkul tight lagta hai sanjeev dhang se chut nhi chodta.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta is umar mein tumhari chut itni tight hai. sanjeev ko jyada chut nahi deti kya.

Mummy chut chuswate hue puri tarha garam thi or wo bhi josh mein boli.

MUMMY — rehana bahbhi javed bhai jaisa koi mard ho to he to chut fategi. 5 inch se kha dheeli hoti hai.

Uncle mummy ki muh se yei baat sun kar or josh mein aa gye or fir khub maze se chut ko chatne lag gye teh uncle ne mummy ki gori chikni chut ko chat chus kar puri tarha geela kar diya tha.

AUNTY — Sangeeta maza aa rha hai na chut chuswane mein.

MUMMY — Ha rehana bhabhi bahut maza aa rha hai. Pahli baar aisa maza mil rha hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Are sangeeta tum chaogi to tum is se bhi jyada maza milega. Jo tumhe shayad kabhi mila bhi nhi hoga.

Sach mein mummy ko bahut maza aa rha tha. Mummy apne dono hath uncle ke sar par le gyi. Or uncle ke sar ko chut par dabane lagi. Mummy niche se chut ko upar uthate hue boli.

MUMMY — rehana bhabhi javed bhai ko bolo bas kare. Main pagal ho rhi hu mera pani aane wala hai.

REHANA AUNTY — tum he bolo na sangeeta javed ko.

MUMMY — Javed bhai ab bas karo please ab ruk jao mera pani nikalne vala hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Koi baat nhi bhabhi nikalne to apne kaam ras ko. Tum tention mat lo. Kamras niklega tabhi to tumhari chut ki aag shant hogi.

Or fir mummy jor jor se saansein lene lagi. Aur jor jor se jhatka de kar uncle ke muh mein maa jhad gayi. Uncle ne meri maa ke chut se muh nahi hataya. Mummy ki chut jhatko ke sath kaam ras chodti rahi or uncle mummy ki chut se nikalta hua pura ras peete rahe tab tak muh nahi hataya tab tak aakhiri bund tak nhi pee gye chut se nikle ras ki . Jab uncle ne muh chut se hataya to unka muh maa ke pani se chamak raha tha. Maa puri thak ke jor jor se sasse le rahi thi.

Uncle ne bola, “rehana isko bolte hai jannat ka ras aur Sapna tumne to mera pet hi bhar diya.” Tab rehana aunty ne bola, “Bohut dino se, nahi nahi mujhe lagta hai bohut salo ke baad ras nikla hai.” sangeeta tumhari chut se.

MUMMY — Aapne sach kaha rehana bhabhi. Bahut saalon baad main itna jhadi hui aisa orgasm mera pahli baar hua. Aisa maza mujhe pahle kabhi nhi aaya.

REHANA AUNTY — tum chaho to aisa maza aage bhi mil sakta. Wo tum par nirbhar hai sangeeta.

Wahi javed uncle bhi bole.

JAVED UNCLE — sangeeta bhabhi sach mein Aap aag ho bahut garmi hai aap mein qyamat ho aap qyamat aapki chut se nikal hua ras bada swaad tha. Maza aa gya aaj to. Aisa ras aaj tak nhi piya.

Mummy apni tareef sun kar sharma gyi. Or fir mummy utha kar bathroom mein chali gyi. Or apni chut ko saaf kiya. Wahi uncle mummy ko to thanda kar chuke teh par unka lund puri aukaat mein tha.

Fir uncle ne rehana aunty ki chut mein loda daal kar unki chut ko chodkar apne lund ki garmi ko shant kiya. Us raat mummy ko bahut acchi neend aayi.

Agli raat fir auncle or aunty sex kar rhe teh. Or mummy unhi ke bedroom mein soyi hui thi. Or unhe sex karte hue dekh rhi thi.

Or Aunty ne maa ko bulaya apne or uncle ke paas aane ke liye. Maa ne bola,

MUMMY –Nahi bhabhi nahi kal jo paap hua so hua ab nhi please aap dono enjoy karo. Main nhi kar paungi yei sab yei dhokha hoga bhabhi mera mere pati ke liye. Mujhe bahut guilty feel ho rha hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta isme guilty feel kya hona hai. Or tumne koi paap nhi kiya. Ye tumhari jism ki mang hai aur tumhari chut ki aag hai. Jo tum khud apni chut mein ungli kar ke shant kar rahi ho. To agar javed tumhari chut ki aag ko apni jibh se bujha de to kya ho gaya. Tumhe to aur maza hi aaye ga srtress he kam ho ga tumhara.

MUMMY — par bhabhi hai to yei galat he na hua to dokha he na. Main apne pati ke layak nahi rahungi. Mere daman ko daag lag gya hai.

REHANA AUNTY — koi dokha nahi hai sangeeta Aur Javed tumhe chod kaha rahe hai ki koi paap ya dokha ho. Tum abhi tak apne pati ki ho tumhari chut abhi bhi pak hai. Bus tumhari jism ki aag ko shant hone do. Aur thoda maza le lo. Stress kam hoga aur nind aaye gi. Chalo ab Sangeeta aao hum log ke pass.

Mummy bhi aunty ki baat maan gyi or uncle aunty ke paas chali gyi. Or jaise he mummy aunty uncle ke paas gyi. To aunty ne mummy ke nighty upar kar di. Or boli

REHANA AUNTY — Dekho sangeeta tumhari chut tumhare lafzo ka sath nhi de rhi tumhari chut gili ho rhi hai ander se tumhari panty bheeg chuki hai tumhari chut ke ras se.

MUMMY — Bhabhi wo to aap dono ko sex karte dekh pani nikal jata hai.

REHAN AUNTY — koi nhi ab javed tumhara pura pani nikal kar tumhe maza denge.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aao mera pass tumhari aag ko bahar nikal du. Tumhe bahut relax milega .

Or fir Maa uncle ke pass ja kar let gayi aur uncle ne maa ki panty utaar di or unki jangho ko apne hatho se khol diya. Apne hatho se maa ki gore gore mote jangho ko sehlane lage. Or uncle ke hath jaise jaise nummy ki janghon ko sehla rahe teh. Mummy ke badan mein garmi chad rhi thi. Mummy ”aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…… kar rhi thi.

Fir dheere dheere uncle mummy ki chut ki taraf muh ke le gye. Or mummy ki chut jo pahle se geeli thi. Or chut ke lips ras se thode se chip chip ho rhe teh. Uncle ne apni jeebh se chut ke lips ko pahle acche se chata or fir lips ko muh mein bhar kar chusne lag gye.

Mummy to puri tarha masti mein moan karne lagi. ”Uuuuuuummmmmmmmm…….. ”uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh….. ”aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh…. ”sssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh….

JAVED UNCLE — Wahhhhh Sangeeta bhabhi kya chut hai tumhari kya swaad hai iska lajawaab. Dil karta hai. Bas chat ta rahu. Sari umar.

REHAN AUNTY — To roka kisne hai jee bhar kar chatiye. Ab aapko he sangeeta bhabhi ko maza dena hai.

Uncle ne mummy ki chut ko chat te hue. Unke mansal daar bade bade gore chutdo ke niche hath daal kar unko faila diya. Jis se mummy ki gaand ko gulabi ched khul kar Uncle ke samne aa gya. Fir uncle ne apni jeebh mummy ki chut se nikal kar unki gaand ke ched par tika di or gaand ke ched ko chatne lage. To mummy boli.

MUMMY — Javed bhai yei kya kar rhe hai aap wo bahut gandi jagha hai. Wha bhi koi chat ta hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Mere pati javed chat te hai sangeeta. Tum bhi aaj yei maza lo

JAVED UNCLE — Are sangeeta bhabhi aapki koi bhi jagha gandi ho he nhi sakti yei to jannat ka dwar hai. Isme to jannat ka maza milega.

Uncle maa ki gaand ke ched ko jeebh se chat rhe teh. Maa ko aaj ek naya sukh mil rha tha yei unke liye sex mein bilkul naya tha. Unhone pahle kabhi socha bhi nhi tha is ke bare mein ki aisa maza bhi unhe kabhi milega.

Wahi uncle ek khiladi teh chudai ke khel ke unko pata hai. Ki kaise ek sati savitri gharelu aurat ko chod kar apna banana hai. Aur wo he uncle kar rhe teh.

Uncle ne mummy ki gaand ko chatna jari rakha. Mummy ko bhi is nayi kriya mein maza aane laga. Or wo to ab puri tarha garam ho chuki rhi.

MUMMY — Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh….. javed bhai chatiye aise he chatiye. Uuuuuuummmmmmmm…. uuuffffffffff… uuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiii…. mmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaa…. aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. bada maza aa rha hai. Sssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh.. mummy ka pura jism machal rha tha. Sex ki garmi un par ab heavy ho rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — Maine kha tha na sangeeta mere pati tumhe bahut maza denge. Aa rha hai na bahut maza

MUMMY — Haaa bhabhi bahut jyada maza aa rha hai. Mujhe aaj to.

Or mummy itni garam ho chuki thi ki unki chut kaamras bhane ko taiyaar thi. Or mummy boli.

MUMMY — Aaaaaaaaàaaahhhhhhhh.. javed bhai main jhad rhi ab aur nhi ruk sakti.

Or phir ne mummy ki gaand ko chatna chod kar mummy ki chut mein muh laga diya or mummy ki chut jaise he kaam ras chodne lagi wo seedha uncle ke muh mein ja rha tha. Jise uncle pee gye sara ka sara. Uncle mummy ki chut se nikla sara ras pee gye teh ek ek bund or akhiri mein mummy ki chut ko bhi chat kar saaf kar diya.

Mummy to jhadne ke baad ek dum sust pad gyi in 2 dino mein unki chut ne khub pani choda tha. Unki chut se itna ras bhi nikal sakta hai. Yei unhe us din pata laga.

Jhadne ke baad mummy to so gyi. Par uncle ne rehana aunty ki jam kar chudai ki or apne lode ko aunty ki chut mein thanda kiya.

Uncle aunty chudai khatam karne ke baad baate karne lage mummy to relax ho kar so rhi thi.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana meri jaan sangeeta bhabhi kitni khubsurat hai. Kasam se mujhe yakin he nhi ho rha ki maine is khubsurat husan pari ki chut ko chata hai. Kya swaad hai iski chut ka.

REHANA AUNTY — tumhari to lottery lag gyi. Javed tum to kab se chodna chahte teh sangeeta bhabhi ko

JAVED UNCLE — Sach mein rehana mera kai hindu aurton ko choda hai. Par itni haseen or khubsurat hindu aurat maine nhi dekhi. Sangeeta ko chodna to jang jeetne ke barabar hai. Bas ab or bardash nhi hota mera loda tadap rha hai. Sangeeta ki chut mein ghusne ko .

REHANA AUNTY — Bas mere sartaz ab aapka loda ghusne he wala hai sangeeta bhabhi ki gori phuli hui chut mein. Aag to ab unke badan mein bhi lag chuki hai. Main jaanti hu aapka 9 inch lamba or 4 inch mota tagda loda jab sangeeta ki chut mein ghusega to phir to wo aapke bina reh nhi payegi.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana kahi wo mere bade lode se ek baar chudwa kar dobara na chudwayi to pahle pahle to tum bhi mera bada loda dekh kar dar gyi thi.

REHAN AUNTY — Ha main dar gyi thi. Par chudwane ke baad aapke lund ki diwani bhi to ho gyi thi. Aaj tak is lodene jitna maza mujhe diya hai. Main bta nhi sakti. Or sangeeta jaise bhare hue badan ki aurat ki garmi sirf ot sirf apka loda he thandi kar sakta hai uski garmi. Wo kahte hai. AURAT MANGE TAAZ NA TAKHT PAR. USE LODA CHAIYE JABARDAST.

JAVED UNCLE — Accha ji kya baat hai. Hamari mohtarma to bahut jyada tajurbakar ho gyi hai. Is khel mein waise tumhari wajha se he aaj sangeeta ko chodne ka mera sapna pura hone ja rha hai.

REHAN AUNTY — Mere sartaz sangeeta ko chodne ka sapna to na jane kitno ne dekha hoga. Yei khubsurat husan or dudhiya badan ki mallika ko aap jaise dumdar lode ki gulam he banna tha. Dekhna javed yei aapke lode ke bina nhi reh payegi aapse chudwane ke baad.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehan main dua karunga ki har janam mein khuda tumhe meri begum bana kar bheje.

REHANA AUNTY — Or main bhi dua karungi ki aap he har janam mein mere shohar ho. Or janam mein sangeeta bhi aap he se chdwaye or main he use aap se chudwau.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehan sangeeta ki chuchi or gaand bahut mast hai. Kya gaand hai sangeeta ki ek dum goal goal upar uthi hui. Faili hui kya matakti hai. Bada mann hai snageeta ki gaand mein apna loda daal kar chodne ka.

REHANA AUNTY — Fikar mat karo meri jaan uski gaand ka kila aapka loda he fateh karega.

JAVED UNCLE — Agar kile ka dwar pahle he khula mila to.

REHANA AUNTY — Nhi javed uski gaand abhi tak kunwari hai. Yei main yakeen se keh sakti hu. Wo ek normal sex karne wali aurat hai. Yei to mujhe pata lag gya. Uski gaand ka ched aap he khologe. Par aaram se chodna sangeeta ko. Sangeeta jaisi aurat bade naseeb se milti hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Tum dekhna rehana sangeeta ko kitna maza deta hu sari umar meri ban kar rahegi.

REHANA AUNTY — Insha allah aisa he ho main bhi yei he chahti ho ki sangeeta ko sirf or sirf aap he chode wo bas har waqt aap se chudwane ke liye tiayaar rhe. 40 saal ki umar mein bhi qyamat hai.

Uncle mummy ke pahle se diwane teh. Yei to maan liya. Kyunki wo ek bahut jyada khubsurat mahila thi. Unka body figure bilkul pornstar karen fisher ki tarha tha.

Agli subha mummy thoda leit uthi. Or wo kafi relax lag rhi thi. But wo kafi shant shant thi. Subha nashte ke table par bhi kisi soch mein thi. Maine pucha mummy kya hua aaj chup chup ho ” to wo boli nhi aisa to kuch nhi hai. To aunty boli

REHANA AUNTY — Are kajal beta tumhari mummy ko papa ki yaad aa rhi hogi shayad pahle kabhi itne din ke liye gye nhi na to hota hai kuch din,

KAJAL — Ohhh aisa kya mummy aap papa ke ja e ki vajha se udas ho.

JAVED UNCLE — par bhabhi aapko hum udaas nhi rehne denge or aap abhi kuch din or yhi hamare sath rahengi mann laga rahega aapka bhi or kajal ka bhi.

MUMMY — Nhi javed bhai ab humhe jana hoga ghar kajal ko school bhi jana hoga. Uski books sab ghar par hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Are sangeeta ab maan bhi ja ruk ja kuch din, aur kajal yhi se school chali jayegi. Uska bag or dress yhi lei aate hai. Wha ghar mein tum akeli bor ho jaogi.

KAJAL — Ha mummy aunty sahi keh rhi hai.waise bhi aap sara din ghar mein akeli rahogi main school chali jaungi. Yha aap ko aunty ke sath company mil jayegi.

REHANA AUNTY — Bilkul sahi kha kajal ne ab hamari kajal sayani ho gyi hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Are sayani to hogi he badi ho rhi hai. Or next year collage jane lagegi.

Aur fir mummy bhi rukne ke liye maan gyi. Or ghar hamara sath mein he tha. To mummy aunty ke sath ja kar meri school dress books or kuch kapde bhi le aayi thi apne or mere pahenne ke liye.

Mujhe coaching ke liye jana tha. Uncle office chale gye teh meri bhi coaching class thi. 2 se 5 ki to main bhi chali gyi. Piche mummy or aunty ghar mein akele baatein karne lagi hui thi. Or aunty mummy ko or apni taraf khich rahi thi. Aunty thi to khulle dil wali kabhi koi gussa nhi dekha unke chahre par mujhe to bahut pyar karti thi. Mera khyal bhi bada rakhti hai wo. Phir ghar mein mummy aur aunty dono baithi baatein kar rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — Kya hua sangeeta chup chup kyu ho. Subha se koi baat

MUMMY — Baat to aapko pata hai bhabhi 2 raaton se jo ho rha hai. Mujhe darr lag rha hai. Main paap kar rhi hu.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tum fir se wo he paap guilty shuru ho gyi. Kal tumhe kitna maza aaya tha. Raat ko aur maza lene ke baad kitni khush aur relax dikh rhi thi. Aur ab udaas ho rhi ho.

MUMMY — Bhabhi us waqt to mujhe bhi accha lagta hai. Main sab kuch bhul jati hu, par baad mein soch kar pta nhi kyu khudh par gussa aata hai or guilty feel hoti hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tum jyada tention mat lo jo abhi ho rha hai use hone do tumhe bhi accha lag rha hai. Tum maza lene ke baad kafi relax dikhti ho. Or mere hote hue tum udaas nhi reh sakti hai.chalo smile lao face par chalo chalo jaldi se smile.

Aur fir mummy ke face par meethi se smile aa jati hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Accha sangeeta ek baat batao jab javed tumhari chut chat te hai. To tumhe maza to aata hai na sach sach batana.

MUMMY — maza to aata hai bhabhi bahut.

REHANA AUNTY — kya tum nhi chahti aisa maza tumhe roz mile roz javed tumhari chut chate or tumhara pani nikale. Tumhare jism ki garmi ko dur kare.

MUMMY — kya Rehana bhabhi aap bhi mujhe sharam aati hai. Maine kabhi aisi baatein nhi ki,

REHANA AUNTY — Are meri pyari saheli sharmao mat btao mujhse kaisi sharam. Btao mann karta hai.

MUMMY — Bhabhi pahle kabhi maine is sab mein itna interest nhi liya. Sab normal he hota tha, par do din se muhe bhi accha lagne laga hai. Or mujhe bhi accha laga jab javes bhai me meri…..

Mummy bolte bolte ruk gyi, unhe bolne mein sharam aa rhi thi. Par Rehana aunty unhe puri tarha chudas aurat banane mein lagi hui thi.

REHAN AUNTY — Sharma rhi ho hmmm par mujhe pata hai. Tumhe bhi bahut maza aa rha tha. Tum jis tarha machal rhi thi na usse pta lag rha hai. Ki tumhare ander bahut garmi hai. Or wo garmi tumhare badan ko tadpa rhi hai. Tum bhi khul kar maza lena chahti ho, apne jism ki aag ko uski pyaas ko bujhana chahti ho. Main tumhare sath hu sangeeta. Tum aise tadpne nhi dungi.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi mujhse kuch galat to nhi ho rha na. Main kabhi aisa kuch nhi kiya pahle.

REHANA AUNTY — kuch galat nhi kar rhi tum sangeeta tum sirf apni icchao ko pura kar rhi ho jo abhi adhuri hai. Or sangeeta 40 ki umar ke baad aurat ke jism ki pyas badh jati hai. Is umar mein mard dheele pad jate hai. Or aurat ki kaam vasna badh jati hai. Wo pahle se jyada chudwane ko machalti hai.

MUMMY — Par bhabhi maine kabhi is bare mein socha he nhi hai. Main to itna janti hu pati or patni ke beech jo hota hai. Wo he pyaar hota hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Pyar to pati patni mein hota he hai sangeeta. Par sex ka asli maza har kisi ko nhi milta. Aur har mard javed jaisa bhi nhi hota, javed lambi rase ke ghode hai. Jaldi rukte nhi hai.

MUMMY — Aap bahut lucky ho rehan bhabhi jo aapko javed bhai jaise pyar karne wale pati mile.

REHANA AUNTY — Fikar mat kar meri pyari saheli main javed se kahungi ki tumhara bhi pura khyal rakhenge. Jaise 2 din se rakh rhe hai.

MUMMY — Bhabhi mujhe bahut sharam aati hai. Javed bhai jab mere sath wo sab karte hai

REHANA AUNTY — sangeeta sharam kuch deir ki hoti hai. Aur maza sari umar ka. Maza lo bas or khul kar jiyo.

Aunty ki baatein mummy ke dimag mein hulchal paida kar rhi thi. Or mummy na chahte hue bhi bewafa ban rhi thi. Unka mann nhi tha papa se dhokha karna par aunty ki baatein sun kar mummy ka mind ghum rha tha. Or wo unke kahe raste par chal rhi thi.

Or phir raat ko bhi dinner karne ke baad mummy uncle aunty ke room mein sone chali gyi, main jaldi sone chali jati thi. Mujhe time par sone ki aadat thi.

Teesri raat to uncle aunty mummy ke sath bed par he soye, aur mummy abhi soyi bhi nhi thi ki uncle aunty shuru ho gye. Ek dusre ko chumna start kar diya. Kareeb 12 bje ka waqt baj rha hoga us waqt. Mummy to raat ko nighty pehan kar soti hai.

Uncle ne to aunty ko bahon mein bhar liya aur unke hoton ko chusne lag gye. Or unke chuchiyo ko dabane lag gye. Wo yei sab jaan bujh kar rhe teh mummy ke samne taki unke badan mein vasna ki garmi badhe or wo uncle se chudawne ke liye khud bole.

Mummy uncle aunty ka khel dekh rhi thi. Par wo chup chap leiti rhi. Uncle aunty puri tarha nange ho gye. Uncle ka 9 inchi ka mota lamba loda dekh kar mummy ki aankhein us par tik gyi. Aunty janti thi mummy yei sab dekh rhi hai. Is liye wo unhe or garam kar rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — javed kitna lamba or mota lund hai aapka bikul godhe jaisa. Itna bada lund dekh kar to koi bhi aurat chudwaye bina reh na paye.

JAVED UNCLE — Meri jaan tumhe to bahut pasand hai yei. Aao chuso ise.

Or fir aunty ne uncle ke lode ko muh mein bhar liya. Or chusne lag gyi. Mummy yei sab dekh kar garam ho rhi thi. Or unka hath dheere dheere unki chut ki tataf badh rha tha. Aunty uncle ke lode ko chus rhi thi. Surrrrppp.. surrrpppppp

Awazein bhi nikal rhi thi chusne ki. Aunty ne uncle ke lund ko bade maze se chusa 10 minute fir uncle ne aunty ki tangon ko faila diya or unki chut ko jeebh se chatne lag gye.

Uncle aunty ki chut mein jeeb daal kar chat rhe teh. Aunty bhi aaaaahhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.. ki garam aawazein nikal rhi thi. Wahi sath mein leti hui mummy ki chut bhi geeli ho gyi thi. Or wo nighty ke upar se he apni chut ko masal rhi thi. Aunty janti thi mummy garam ho gyi hai.

To aunty ne uncle ko chut chatne ke liye roka or fir mummy ka hath jis se wo apni chut masal rhi thi. Use pakda or boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tum kyu mehanat kar rhi ho. Iske liye javed hai na. Aao tumhari chut ki aag ko javed thanda karenge tumhari chut chat kar.

Mummy to pahle se he garam thi. Or aaj to mummy bina kisi na nukar ke uth gyi. Or fir aunty ne bola sangeeta yei nighty utar do. Mummy thoda sharmate hue boli.

Bhabhi aise he upar kar lo nighty ko. Mummy ke ander ki wo sharam haya wali aurat abhi bhi unhe pura khulne nhi de rhi thi. Par wasna sharam par jyada bhari padti hai.

REHAN AUNTY — Ate utaar do jyada comfartable rahogi. Nighty bhi kharabh nhi hogi. Aur waise bhi javed ne tumhara khazana dekh he liya hai. Ab kya sharmana.

JAVED UNCLE — Are bhabhi aapka asli khazan aapki chut to main dekh he chuka hu utar do nighty ko aur aaram se maza lo.

aur fir mummy ne sharmate hue nighty utaar di. Or uncle ne nighty utarte he mummy ki panty ke upar se he chut ko kiss kiya. Panty chut ke hisse se gili ho chuki thi. Uncle bhi khiladi teh bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Bhabhi aapki to puri panty gili hai. Lagta hai. Aapki chut bhi tadap rhi meri jeebh se chatwane ke liye.

REHANA AUNTY — Javed sangeeta ki chut humhe dekh kar gili ho gyi hai. Or ab wo bhi tadap rhi hai maza lene ke liye.

Or phir uncle ne mummy ki panty ko utarna shuru kiya. Panty to mummy ki chut se chipaki hui thi chut ke ras se bheegh kar mummy ko badi sharam aa rhi thi. Jab uncle unki panty utar rhe teh to. Mummy ne aankhein band kr li thi, or apni muthhiya bech li thi.

Uncle ne panty ko utar kar use sungha or bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Waahhhhhhhh kya khusbhu hai. Sangeeta bhabhi ke chut se nikle hue ras ki. Dil karta hai sungta rha. Or is par laga yei swaad ras is ke to kya kehne.

Uncle ne panty par lage ras ko chat liya. Mummy ko badi sharam aa rhi thi. Koi gair mard unki panty ko sungh rha hai. Or wo uske samne tangein faliye geeli chut liye padi hai. Jise wo chatne wala hai. Yei he soch soch kar unki garmi badh rhi thi or chut or ras chod rhi thi. Mummy ki geeli chut dekh aunty boli.

REHANA AUNTY — javed jaldi se sangeeta bhabhi ki chut chato dekh kaise ras beh rha hai unki chut se.

Aur fir uncle ne bhi bina deir kare mummy ki chut par apni jeebh tikayi aur chut se behte ras ko pahle acche se chata. Or fir chut ke lips ko chusa. Uncle ke jeebh jaise he mummy ki chut par lagi. Mummy to puri tarha chatpata uthi. Or unk muh se garam aaàhhhhhhh nikli.

MUMMY —- Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh…. uuuuuuummmmm… javed jiiiiiii..

Mummy ne apne ek hath se pass leiti aunty ke hath ko dba liya or apni ungliya unki ungilyo mein fasa di. Aunty samajh gyi, ki mummy puri tarha garam hai. Uncle bhi mummy ke muh se josh mein nikla hua apna naam sun kar samjh gye ki chut mein aag lagi hui hai. uncle ne fir chut ko jeebh se chatna jari rakha. Uncle chut ko faila kar usme jeebh ko ghusa kar chat rhe teh or jeebh ko chut mein ander bahar kar rhe teh.

Mummy to puri machli ki tarha machal rhi thi. Unhe bada maza aa rha tha chut chatwane mein uncle chut ko chate ja rhe teh. Mummy garam garam aahe bhar rhi thi. Or aunty ke hath mein ungliyo ko fasa kar daba rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — Bahut maza aa rha hai na sangeeta. Batao na kaisa lag rha hai.

MUMMY — Bada maza aa rha hai rehana bahbhi. Bahut jyada. Ummmmmmmm… aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… uuuuuufffffffff…. javed bhaiiiiiii.. chatiye aise he chatiye. Mmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaa….. sssssshhhhhhhhh

Bada maza aaa rha hai. Aapne to aag laga di mere ander. Uuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiii.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aapki chut to bahut tight hai. Iska swaad bhi bada mazedar hai. Kitni haseen chut hai aapki. Lagta hai snajeev aapko dhang se nhi chodta hai. Aise chut to maine aaj tak nhi dekhi. Yei to kisi ko bhi pagal kar de. Ise to puri raat chodo to bhi jee na bhare.

Uncle ke muh se apni chut ki tareef sun mummy khush ho gyi aur jayada garam ho gyi. Uncle ne 15 minute mummy se mummy ko chut ko chat rhe teh. Mummy ab jhadne ja rhi thi.

MUMMY — aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh… javed bhai. Main jhad rhi hu.

Or jaise he mummy ne jhadne ka naam liya, uncle ne mummy ki chut ko muh mein bhar liya. Or mummy bhi jhatko ke sath jhadne lagi. Or mummy ko chut se kaam ras ki dhara behne lagi, unki chut se kafi ras nikal rha tha. Itna ras to kabhi papa ke sath chudai karte waqt bhi nhi nikla mummy ki chut se jitna uncle se chut chatwane mein nikla.

Mummy ki chut ras bahati rhi, aur uncle us kaam ras ko peete rahe. Kal ki tarha aaj bhi uncle ne ek ek bund mummy ki chut se nikalte ras ki apne muh mein khali ki. Aur tab tak muh nhi hataya jab tak sara ras nikal nhi gya. Jab chut se sara ras beh gya phir uncle ne muh hataya , aur chut ko chat kar saaf kiya.

Fir mummy uthi to uncle unhe dekh kar bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aapki chut jitni mast hai. Aapki chut se nikla ras usse bhi jyada swaad hai. Dil karta hai peeta rahu.

Mummy to uncle se nazre bhi nhi mila pa rhi thi. Sharam ke mare mummy ne jaldi se nighty uthai or fatafat pahni aur bathroom mein chali gyi.

Ab next night ko bhi yei he hua uncle aunty chudai ne mummy ko chudai dhikha ke garam kiya or mummy fir garam ho gyi. Or uncle ne fir mummy ki chut ko chat kar unka pani nikal kar pee liya. Kareeb 1 week yu he chala. Ab aa gya tha karwachoth. Us din mummy ne vrat rakha hua tha. Papa ke liye. Us din to mummy aisi saji hui thi bilkul bride lag rhi thi.

Mummy us din mehroon golden golden color lehnga pehna hua tha. Jiski choli cut sleaves thi. Back neck deep tha. Front se bhi mummy ki cleavege dikh rhi thi. Or dikhe bhi kyu nhi mummy ki chuchiyan thi he itni moti ki choli bhi ek dum fit aayi thi mummy ko. Mummy lehnga navel ke niche pehnti thi. Jis vajha se unki hot navel dikh rhi thi.

Mummy ne hatho or pairo mein mehndi lagayi hui thi, hathon pein laal chudiya pairo mein pajeb pahni hui thi. Jo chalte waqt chan chan kar rhi thi. Mummy bilkul swarg ki apsara lag rhi thi. Aunty or uncle bhi ne bhi mummy ki khub tareef ki.

REHANA AUNTY — Wahhh sangeeta bhabhi aaj to puri apsara lag rhi khudha kasam aap to is roop mein agar bahar jaogi to log ghayal ho jayenge.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi ek baat to sach ki khudha ne Aapko bahut fursat se banaya hai. Or banate waqt uska bhi iman dol gya hoga. Koi itna bhi khubsurat ho sakta hai yei to aapko dekh kar pata chala. Aaina bhi sharma jaye aapko dekh kar.

Apni itni tareef sun kar mummy bhi sharma gyi, or unke gaal mare sharam ke or laal ho gye. Mummy to pahle se he kafi gori or laal thi. Fir mummy mud kar room ki taraf jane lagi. Koi chiz lene ke liye. Jab mummy chal kar room mein ja rhi thi. To uncle mummy ki matakti hui moti mast gaand ka pura nazara le reh teh apni ankhon se mummy ki badia gaand upar niche matak rhi thi. Fir uncle bole,

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana aaj to sangeeta bhabhi ko dekh kar baitabi or badh gyi hai. Ab sirf chut chatne se kaam nhi chalega. Aaj ki raat sangeeta bhabhi ke sath puri tarha suhagraat manaunga aaj usne vrat to apni pati ke liye rakha hai. Par karwachauth mein manunga unki chut mein loda daal kar.

REHAN AUNTY — Mere sartaj aaj ka din he sahi rahega sangeeta ki chudai karne ka aapke liye. Kyunki aaj wo bilkul saji hui hai. Or asal mein wo shingaar aapke liye hai.

JAVED UNCLE — ab intezar nhi ho rha rehana dil to kar rha hai. Ki abhi snageeta bhabhi ko room mein le jao or unke pure badan ko khub chumu chatu or unki chut mein loda daal kar khub chodu.

REHAN AUNTY — Thoda or sabr kar lo raat tak mere sartaj fir to sangeeta ki chut mein aapka loda hoga. Aaj chut chatne ke stah loda bhi daal lena. Par aapko wada karna hoga aap sangeeta ko jyada dard nhi denge bade aaram se chodna use kyunki josh mein aap bahut jabardast chudai karte ho.

JAVED UNCLE — are meri jaan kyu tention le rhi main bade pyar se chodunga sangeeta bhabhi ko tum to aise dar rhi jaise chudai sangeeta bhabhi ki nhi main tumhari karunga raat ko.

REHANAN AUNTY — Baat darr ki nhi hai javed maine dekha hai aapka josh jab aapne neelam bhabhi ko choda tha goa mein unki chut ka dard nhi gya tha teen din. Bechari puri raat pta nhi kaise chudawati rhi aapse dard mein.

JAVED UNCLE — Are rehana wo to us din to josh jyada chada hua tha. Par dekh lo neelam ko itna dard mila fir bhi kabhi mana nhi kara dobara chudwane se.

Yha uncle or aunty neelam sharma aunty ki baat kar rhe hai. Yei javed uncle ke friend ki wife hai. Inki bhi kahani batayi jayegi aage. Kyunki uncle ke dost ranjan sharma or unki wife neelam sharma ne javed uncle or rehana aunty ki sath mil kar swapping ki thi or us swapping mein neelam aunty ko badi mushkil se manaya tha ranjan uncle ne.

Yei kirdar bhi aage aayega.

Aut fir shaam ko mummy ne mandir mein ja kar katha suni. Fir raat ko chand nikalne ka intezar kiya. Or chand bhi raat ko kareeb 8.15 bje nikla mummy ne chat par ja kar puja kari. Maine papa ko video call ki mummy ne pahle chand ko dekha phir papa ko dekh kar apna vrat khola.. uske baad mummy ne pani ka ghunt piya. Subha se bukhi pyasi mummy ko bukh bhi bade joro se lagi hui thi.

Rehana aunty ne badiya sa khana banya hua tha. Hum sab ne ek sath dinner kiya. Thoda sa gup shap bhi chala fir subha mujhe school bhi jana tha. To main to chali gyi 11 bje sone. Aur mummy aunty aur javed uncle apne room mein chale gye jha unke beech baaton ka silsia shuru ho gya.

REHANA AUNTY — to sangeeta aaj to khas din tha or raat bhi kafi khas hai.

MUMMY — Ha bhabhi din to bahut khas hai. Is din to har patni apne pati ki lambi umar ke liye vrat rakhti hai. Taki unke pati ki umar lambi jyada ho,

REHANA AUNTY — sangeeta manna padega tum hindu aurton ko apne pati ki lambi umar ki dua ke liye, pura din bhukhi pyasi rehti ho. Fir badle mein raat ko pati se gift bhi milta hai. Ya nhi.

MUMMY — Sanjeev to har saal mere liye gift late hai. Par is bari wo yha hai nhi to koi nhi jab aayenge fir le lenge.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta koi nhi sanjeev se is baar gift nhi mila to kya hua. Is baar main apni is pyari saheli ke liye gift layi hu.

Aur phir aunty ne mummy ko ek gift diya or jab mummy ne use khol kar dekha to, wo gold ke ear rings. Mummy dekh kar bahut khush hui. Fir mummy boli

MUMMY — Thnak u rehana bhabhi par itna mehnga gift aap itna khyal rakhti hai mera fir yei kyu.

REHAN AUNTY — Are sangeeta yei bhi jaruri hai. Tumhara pura din bukhe pyase reh kar pati ki lambi umar ke liye dua karna uske aage yei gift kuch bhi nhi.

JAVED UNCLE — Ha sangeeta bhabhi rehana sahi keh rhi hai. Or waise bhi aapki khubsurti ke aage to yei kuch bhi nhi. Aap to khudh chand lag rhi ho aaj aapke aage to aaj us chand ki roshni bhi feeki lag rhi hai.

Uncle to moka dhundhte teh mummy ki tareef karne ka or ab to mummy ko bhi accha lagne laga tha apni tareef sunna. Aur fir rehana aunty mummy se boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta maine suna karvachauth wali raat har hindu aurat suhagraat manati hai.

Bhale he uncle mummy ki chut ko pure week se raat ko chat rhe teh. Par mummy unke samne is tarha ki baat karne mein puri tarha khul nhi payi thi. Isliye aunty ke puchne par bhi mummy ne sharma kar apni nighaein jhuka li . To aunty fir boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Are sangeeta batao na tum bahut shramati ho are yha hum teeno ke ilawa kaun hai. Jo itna sharma rhi ho.

MUMMY — Bhabhi ab main kya bolu is bare mein javed bhai samne baith mujhe sharam aa rhi hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Ohh. Javed se kaise sharmana sangeeta ab batao na. Kya suhagraat hoti hai har karwachauth wali raat.

Mummy ne bhi sharmate hue ha mein sar hilaye. Bhale he uncle mummy ko chut ko pure week se chat rhe teh. Par mummy ke ander ki sharam or pati ka pyar wo nikal nhi pa rhi thi. Unke ander se. Wo ek pativrata gharelu hindu aurat thi. Isliye wo khul kar aunty ke swalo ka jawab nhi de pa rhi thi. Par kab tak wo us sharam ko rok pati. Jo vasna ki chingari aunty unke ander laga chuki thi. Wo dheere badhak rhi thi.

Aur us chingari ko aunty karwachauth wali raat shola banae mein lagi hui thi. Jisme mein wo safal bhi hui.

REHANA AUNTY — To sangeeta tumhar bhi dil kar rha hoga na ki aaj bhi sanjeev yha hote aur tumhare sath suhagraat manate. Par wo to dur hai out of country to kya aaj ki raat aise he tanha jane dogi.

MUMMY — Par bhabhi ab main kya kar sakti hu sanjeev nhi hai to.

REHANA AUNTY — Kyu nhi kar sakti javed hai na, jaise wo tumhare ander ki garmi roj shant karte hai. Tumhari chut chat kar aaj bhi kar denge.

MUMMY — Nhi bhabhi aaj nhi aaj ki raat pati ke liye hoti hai. Or main aaj bhi agar wo sab karungi to kya fayda mera vrat rakhne ka.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tumhne vrat rakh kar apna dharam or farz nibhay hai. Sach sach batana tumhara mana nhi kar rha ki sanjeev yha abhi aa jaye or tumhe jee bhar kar pyar kare.

MUMMY — Par rehana bhabhi yei ho nhi sakta na.

REHANA AUNTY — Tumhara yei karvachauth sabse yaadgar rahega sangeeta. Or main janti hu agar aaj raat tumhari garmi na nikli to to tum puri raat so nhi paogi.

Aur phir rehana aunty ne apne kapde utarne shuru kar diye or puri nangi ho gyi. Uske baad unhone uncle ke kapde utaar kar pura nanga kar diya. Uncle jaise he nange hue to unka 9inch lamba mota loda khada ho kar lehra rha tha. Jis par mummy ki nazar padi to wo nazar wahi tik gyi.

Aur Mummy lode ko gehri nighaon se ghur rhi thi. Aunty janti thi mummy jaldi he garam ho jayegi. Kyunki mummy ek sharmili aurat thi. Or unhe papa se sex ka maza mila tha.

Wo ek normal sex tha. Or jo sex mummy ne aunty or uncle ka dekha uske samne papa ke sath kiya hua sex kuch bhi nhi tha. ” aur uncle ne jo maza mummy ki chut ko chat kar diya tha. Wo bahut alag tha. Aur mummy ke ander ki wasna dheere badh rhi thi kuch dino se jo us raat bahar nikalne wali thi.

Aur hua bhi wahi aunty ne nangi hone ke baad uncle ke khade lode ko pahle to sehlaya, ” Aur phir uncle ke lode ko apne muh mein lei kar chusne lagi. Mummy to pahle he uncle ka khada loda dekh kar garam ho rhi thi. Aur aunty ne us garmi ko or jyada bhadka diya uncle ka loda muh mein lei kar jise wo maze se chus rhi thi. Mummy aunty ko loda chuste hue dekh rhi thi. Mummy ne to kapde bhi nhi change nhi kiye teh. Mummy ka hath apni jagha par pahuch chuka tha. Unki chut par lehnge ke upar se. Aur aunty loda chuste hue wo sab dekh rhi thi. Fir aunty mummy ke paas aa kar boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta main janti hu tumhari chut geeli ho rhi hai. Aao humhe join karo. Tum jaise khubsurat aurat tadpne ke liye nhi bani or tadpna wo tab jab samne javed jaisa mard ho.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi mere rehte aap tadpe to mere liye sharam ki baat hai yei. Aap jaisi apsara ko main pura maza dunga aapke ander ki aag ko main shant karunga.

Mummy ke upar vasna ka asar chad rha tha. Unke ander vasna ghar kar chuki thi. Or ab uska fayda uncle ko hone wala tha. Wo to aaj baitab teh mummy ke yovan ko lutne ke liye, unki bhari hui jawani ka pura maza lene ke liye. Unka tana hua lund mummy ki chut mein ghusne ke liye machal rha tha.

Aur rehana aunty janti thi ab aage kya karna unhone mummy ko lehnga upar karne ke liye bola. Aur mummy bechari aunty ki baat maan rhi thi.karti bhi kya kyunki wo ek hafte se uncle se chut chatwa rhi thi. Jisme unka mann tha bhi or nhi bhi. Or aaj bhi mummy double mind thi. Par vasna ne apna rang dhikhan shuru kar diya tha.

Vasna ne to bade bade raja logo ko pagal kar diya tha. Hum log aaj ke insaan hai. Aur mummy bhi aunty ki baaton mein aa kar bhatak rhi thi. Agar aunty ne uncle ka sath na diya hota mummy ko chodne mein to uncle shayad mummy ko nhi chod pate.

Ab aage batati hu.

Aunty ne jab mummy ko lehnga upar uthane ki liye bola to mummy ne thoda sa sharmate hue lehnga uthana shuru kiya. Or jab mummy ne lehnga kamar tak upar utha diya. To mummy ki chut red color ki panty se dhaki hui thi. Jise aunty ne utaar diya.

Uncle ki nazre to mummy ki clean shave fuli hui haseen chut par thi, ”wo to bas yei chah rhe teh ki sidha loda he daal de chut mein. Par wo mummy ko aaj pahle puri tarha garam karna chahte teh, uncle chahte teh ki mummy aaj chut chudwane ki liye machal uthe. Fir uncle mummy se bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aaj aapki chut chatne se pahle main chuchiyo ko dekhna chahta hu. Ek baar inhe apne hath se chuna chahta hu. Please na mat karna.

Mummy kya kehti ab aage wo to pahle he apni chut nangi kar baithi thi. Chut chatwane ke liye. Or usi ko soch kar wo aur jyada garam ho rhi thi, ” ki javed uncle ab unki chut chat kar unhe maza denge.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta khol do apni choli ek baar darshan kra he do javed ko apni in pahad jaisi nokili chuchiyo ka chune do ek baar dekho kaise deedar karne ke liya machal rhe hai.

Mummy ke hath bhi apni choli ko kholne ke liye uth gye. Wo yei nhi janti thi ki yei choli jo aaj wo khol rhi hai. Ek baar yei choli khul gyi to javed uncle har raat ise kholenge. Or har raat mummy ki chuchiyo ko masalnge. Or chusenge.

Meri bholi bhali sharmili mummy bhatak chuki thi. Aunty ki baaton mein or vasna ki ghufa mein. Jisse unka nikalna mumkin nhi tha. ” Aage”

Mummy ne jaise he choli kholi unki dono moti moti goal goal chuchiyan red color ki bra mein qaid thi. 40 ki umar mein bhi mummy ki chuchiya 30 saal ki aurat ki tarha tani hui thi. Bahut moti moti chuchiyan hai mummy ki. Or uncle ki aankhein to fati ki fati reh gyi. Mummy ki bra mein qaid chuchiyo ko dekh kar. Or aaahhhhhh.. bharte hue bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Waahhhh bhabhi kya mast goal goal chuchiyan hai aapki. Yei to rehana se bhi moti hai. Kitni gori gori hai.

Uncle to aage badh kar chuchiyo ko bra ke upar se he pakad liya or maslane lage. Mummy ki chuchiyan unki bra faad kar bahar aana chahti thi. Aur uncle ne bhi unhe bra se azad kar diya. Unki bra khol kar,

Jaise he bra khuli to mummy to sharam ke mare pani pani ho gyi, ” pahli baar kisi gair mard ne unki chuchiyo ko chua tha papa ke ilawa. Uncle ke chune se he mummy machal uthi thi. Par abhi to shuraat thi. Aage aage to abhi asli khel shuru ho rha tha.

Mummy ki chuchiyan ab puri tarha aazad thi. Kya gazab ki chuchiya thi mummy ki ek dum gorl gori mummy ki nipple bhi pink color ke teh, ek dum mulayam mumlayam soft chuchiyan jinhe dekh aunty bhi tareef karne se na reh payi.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta kitna khazan chupa rakha hai. Tumne to sach mein tumhara badan bahut sunder hai. Bilkul kaam devi ki tarha. Sach mein jo mard tumhe is nangn roop mein dekh lei wo tumhe chode bina reh na paye.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana sangeeta bhabhi jaisi khubsurat aurat maine aaj se pahle kabhi nhi dekhi. Bura na manna na tumhare samne dusri aurat ki tareef kar rha hu. Par jo sach hai wo he bol rha hu.

REHANA AUNTY — Nahi javed main bura kyu manungi. Sach mein sangeeta bahut khubsurat hai. Inke aage to jawan ladkiya bhi fail hai !

Aur fir uncle ne aage badh kar mummy ki chuchiyon ko apne hatho mein bhar liya. Or masalne lage. Jaise he uncle ne chuchiyo ko chua ! ” Mummy ke muh se ek lambi aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh… nikal gyi unka pura badan kasmsa utha. Chut mein gilapan or badh gya.

Wahi uncle bhi chuchiyo ko josh se maslane mein lage hue teh.

JAVED UNCLE — Ohhhh sangeeta bhabhi kya chuchiyan hai. Aapki ek dum mulayam or soft kitni badi badi.mujhe apni kismat par naaz ho rha hai, ki mujhe aapki shaandar chuciyon ko masalne ka mauka mila hai

Uncle ne chuchiyo ko masalte hue ek chuchi ko muh mein le liya or chusne lag gye. ” Mummy ko iski ummed nhi thi kyunki uncle ne chune or dekhne ko bola tha. Par wo to ab chuchiyon ko chusne lag gye teh. Or mummy unko ab rokna bhi nhi chah rhi thi. Kyunki unhe bhi uncle ka chuchiyon ko dabana or chusna unko bhi maza or aanand de rha tha.

Uncle to ek chuchi ko masal rhe teh or dusri ko chus rhe teh. Wo nipples ko jeebh se sehla rhe teh beech beech mein. Mummy ka bhi josh bhi badh rha tha. Or wo moan kar rhi thi. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. mmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaa… ssssssssssshhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.. mmmmmmmmmuuuuuuuu..

Mummy ke badan ki garmi badhti ja rhi thi. Or isi beech uncle ne chuchiyon ko chuste hue dusra hath jo chuchiyon ko daba rha tha. Wo mummy ki chut par le gye. Or mummy ki chut ke dane ko ungli se sehlate hue apni ek ungli mummy ki chut mein daal di. Is tarha ki harkat se mummy to puri tarha machal uthi.

Ek taraf unki chuchiyan chus rhe teh uncle or dusre hath se unki chut mein ungli daal di jise wo dheere dheere ander bahar karne lage.

MUMMY — Ohhhhhhhhh javed bhaiiiiiii apne to aag laga di mere ander rehana bhabhi please javed lo roko nhi to main khod ko rok nhi paungi

REHANA AUNTY — Mat roko aaj khud ko sangeeta maza lo is suhani raat ka. Dub jao is ananad ke sagar mein

MUMMY — bhabhi mujhse paap ho jayega. Uuuuummmm.. mmmmmaaaaaaaa…. mere ander ki aag mujhe pagal kar rhi hai. Pta nahi azeeb sa nasha chad rha hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Bhabhi aap is waqt jannat ka maza le rhi hai. Is maze ko leti rahiye. Main aapko aaj jannat ki sair karwane wala hu.

Uncle ki ungli mummy ki chut mein ander bahar ho rhi thi. Or ungli mummy ki chut ke ras se bheeg chuki thi. Mummy ki chut puri tarha ander se geeli ho rhi thi. Mummy ko dohra maza mil rha tha. Aur wo aankhein band kar ke wo maza le bhi rhi thi.

Unka mann rukne ke liye bol rha tha. Par dil aaj khul kar vasna ka maza lutne ke liye gawahi de rha tha. Mummy ka mann unke kabu se bahar hota ja rha tha. Aaj unka jism ek gair muslim mard ke bahon mein masla jane wala tha.

Uncle ungli ko chut mein ander bahar pel rahe teh. Unki ungliya kafi moti hai. Mummy to Chuchiyon ko chuswate hue chut mein ungli ander bahar pilwa rhi thi. Or mummy ko pahle kabhi aisa maza papa se nhi mila, ”papa ne to bamesha mummy ko normal tareeke se choda hai. Bas leite or lund chut mein daal kar kuch jatke mare or 5 mint mein jhad gye.

Or mummy ko bhi shaya usi mein maza aata rha hoga. Kyunki unhone sex ko kabhi itna serious nhi liya jitna wo aaj garam ho kar enjoy kar rhi thi. Aisa nhi hai ki mummy ko sex ke bare mein kuch nhi pata. Wo ek mature shadi shuda lady hai.

Padi likhi aurat hai. But yei hai ki unhone hamesha se pani life papa or kajal yani main unki beti ke liye jee hai. Yha tak ki mummy ne dusra baccha bhi nhi kiya. Kyunki unhone mijhe bahut pyaar diya bachpan se aaj tak meri har khushi ko pura kiya hai. Wo mere liye duniya ki sabse best mom hai. ” AAGE”

Uncle ne mummy ki dono chuchiyo ko khubh chus chus kar laal kar diya tha. Uncle ne fir mummy ki chut se ungli nikal li wo mummy ko abhi jhadwana nhi chahte teh. Uncle mummy ko or tadpana chah rhe teh taki wo lund lene ke liye puri tarha machal uthe or phir wo apna musal unki chut mein daal kar khub mast wali dumdar chudai kare aisi chudai ki mummy unke lode ki diwani ho jaye. Or bas hamesh unse he chudwaye.

Aur jab uncle ne mummy ki chut se ungli nikali to unki ungli mummy ke chut ke ras se puri sani hui thi. Jise uncle muh mein daal kar chusne lage. Or bole ” wahh bhabhi kitna swaad hai aapki chut ka ras” ek dum namkeen.

Par mummy to chut se ungli nikalne se ek dum machal uthi. Kyunki unhe bada maza rha tha. Ungli pilwane mein. Wo to bas isi tarha ungli dalwate hue jhadna chahti thi. Par uncle ka is tarha unhe adhura beech mein chodna unhe to jaise ek dum current lag gya ho.

Is tarha bina jhade mummy ki pyaas or badh gyi thi. Mummy par vasna puri tarha swaar thi. Wo bas apne ander ki aag ko thanda karna chahti thi. Wo to bas yei chah rhi thi ki uncle ab jaldi se unki chut ka pani nikal de or unki chut ki aag ko thanda kar de mummy ki chut mein mano sekdo chitiya reng rhi thi.

Phir uncle ne agla khel khela unhone ab mummy ko chod aunty ki chut ko chatna shuru kar diya. Mummy ko bada azeeb laga ki unhe pyasa choda wo rehana ki chut chatne mein lag gye. Jabki unhe to unki chut ke aage rehana ki chut bhi kam lagti thi. Lekin unhe yei nhi pata tha ki uncle ke shaitani dimag mein to badi lambi planning chal rhi. Wo to mummy ko puri tarha apni banane mein lage hue hai. Or usme unko safalta milti hui puri tarha se nazar aa rhi thi. Tabhi to uncle ne mummy jaisi khubsurat aurat ko beech mein pyasa chod aunty ki chut ko chatna shuru kar diya tha.

Uncle apni jeeb se aunty ko chut ko chat rhe teh. Wo unki chut mein jeeb ko niche se upar tak firate or fir ander bahar pelte. Aunty bhi chut chatwane se puri tarha garam ho rhi thi. Or wo bhi moan kar rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh… uuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…. mmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa… javed mere sartaz kya chut chat te ho aap kitna maza aata hai. Aap se chut chatwane mein uuuuuuuuuuffffffffffff. Chatiye aisi he chaitye kha jaiye meri chut ko

Wahi uncle ko aunty ki chat ta hua dekh kar mummy se bhi rha nhi ja rha tha. Wo bas chah rhi thi uncle unki chut ko bhi chate or khubh maza de unki chut ka pani nikal kar unki chut ki aag ko thanda kare.

Mummy ab vasna ki lapet mein aa chuki thi uncle se pura week chut chatwane ke baad to ab unhe bhi chut chatwane mein maza aane laga tha. Wo bhale he unhe mana karti ho par unka dil ander se chut chatwane ka maza lene ko kehta hai. Ya yu keh lei ki sex ka maza lene ko.

Mummy itni garam ho chuki thi. Ki wo khudh apni chut mein ungli ander bahar karne lag gyi thi. Uncle ko aunty ki chut chat ta dekh kar. Or uncle yehi to chahte teh. Kyunki mummy ne abhi tak uncle ko aunty ke sath sex karta dekh sirf apni chut ko upar se masla tha par aaj pahli baar mummy ne chut mein ungli dali thi.

Mummy ungli ander bahar karte hue lambi lambi aahe bhi bhar rhi thi. Us waqt wo full josh mein thi. Or uncle bhi jante teh ki yei he sahi moka hai mummy ko chodne ka. Kyunki ab wo jo chahte mummy karti unke badan vasna ki aag mein jal rha tha. Wo bas kisi bhi tarha us aag ko thanda karna chahti thi. Or uncle usi moke ka fayda uthana chah rhe teh. Wo jante teh ki ek baar mummy unke niche aa gyi, to wo unke lode ki bina reh nhi payengi kabhi.

Bas fir kya tha uncle ne aunty ki chut ka pani nikala fatafat chat kar or fir uth kar mummy ke paas aaye aur unka wa hath pakda jiski ungli unki chut mein thi or bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi yei aap kya kar rhi hai. Mere hote hue aap apni ungli ka istemaal kar rhi hai. Main hu na main aapki chut ki sewa ke liye.

REHANA AUNTY — javed meri pyari saheli puri tarha garam hai. Dekho kaise tadap rhi hai. Plesae use maza do shant kar do uski chut ki garmi.

JAVED UNCLE — ha rehana sangeeta bhabhi ki garmi main he shant karunga abhi.

MUMMY — Javed bhai please jaldi kijiye mere ander aag lagi hui. Jaldi kijiye mujhse bardash nhi ho rha.

Pahli baar mummy ne khudh uncle ko unke kareeb aane ko bola tha. Uncle bhi mummy ki yei baitabi dekh khush ho gye. Unka bhi josh ab aur badh gya tha mummy ko chodne ke liye. Wo samajh chuke teh ki ab mummy unse chudwa legi kyunki us waqt mummy par puri tarha kaam devi ka roop le chuki thi. Or uncle kaam dev ban kar mummy ko chod kar apna banane ke liye taiyar teh puri tarha.

Fir uncle ne mummy ki tangon ko failaya aur unki geeli chut par jeeb firayi. Mummy to puri tarha kasmsa uthi. Aaahhhh. Javed ji. Uuummmmmmmmm chut mein ras bhara hua tha. Jise uncle surrrrp surrrrap kar chus kar chat gye. Or bade pyar se chut ke dane ko chatne lage. Mummy ki masti to us waqt satwe aasman par thi.

Fir uncle ne beech mein he mummy ka lehnga jo upar kar rakha tha use puri tarha tarha utaar fenka. Aur mummy ko puri tarha nangi kar diya. Ab mummy puri tarha nangi thi. Pahli baar unka pura gora gora dhudiya bhara hua. Tube light ki roshni mein chamak rha tha.

Mummy ko halki halki sharam bhi aa rhi thi. Par unhe to us waqt chut ki aag ko thanda karna tha kaise bhi. Wahi uncle bhi puri tarha pahle se he nange teh. Unka loda pure roab mein tha. Wo to pure josh ke sath khada ho kar salami de rha tha. 9 INCHI LAMBA OR 4 INCH MOTA TAGADA KALA LODA PURI AUKAAT MEIN THA.

Fir uncle ne bade pyar se mummy apna chehra mummy ke paas la kar bola.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aapki chut bahut garam hai. Uske ander to aag jal rhi hai.

MUMMY — please javed bhai us aag ko thanda kar dijiye mujhe or mat tadpaiye main pagal ho jaungi. Mujhse bardash nhi ho pa rha.

JAVED UNCLE — Bhabhi ji aapki chut mein jitni aag jal rhi hai. Use meri jeeb puri shant nhi kar payegi. Us aag ko to mera loda he shant kar sakta hai. Warna aapki chut ki aag yuhi jalti rahegi or aap tadta rahegi.

REHANA AUNTY — To javed aap kya soch rahe ho meri pyari saheli tadap rhi hai. Daal do apna loda or kar do uski chut ki aag ko thanda. Bujha do uski chut ki pyaas dekho na uska kya haal ho rha hai.

Mummy ki aankhein vasna mein puri tarha laal nasheeli ho chuki thi. Vasna unki aankhon mein puri tarha saaf dikh rhi thi. Unhe to uncle ab chod bhi lete to wo uske liye bhi mana nhi kar sakti thi. Or hua bhi wahi., ” Fir uncle bole”

JAVED UNCLE — Par rehana sangeeta bhabhi kya chahti hai. Wo bhi to pta lage. Kya wo lengi apni chut mein mera loda karwayengi apni chut ki aag ko thanda. Ya phir is aag ko saalon tak jalta rehne dengi sanjeev ke aane tak.

REHANA AUNTY — Kyu nhi legi sangeeta aapka loda chut mein us bechari se abhi bardash nhi ho rha hai. Aur aap saalon tak bardash karne ki baat kar rhe ho. Tab tak to uski chut ki aag use pagal kar degi.

JAVED UNCLE — Par sangeeta bhabhi ki bhi to marzi honi chaiye. Kya wo taiyaar hai mera loda apni chut mein lene ke liye.

Uncle aur aunty ki baatein mummy ki vasna ki aag ko aur bhadka rahe teh. Wo to pahle he tadap rhi thi. Apni chut ki garmi se. Ab to unhe bas chut ki garmi uski ander ki aag ko thanda karna tha. Or wo ab uske liye uncle ka kala dumdar loda lene ke liye bhi taiyar thi. Or mummy boli

MUMMY — Javed bhai please jaise bhi kijiye chahe muh se ya apne lode se kijiye meri chut ki aag ko thanda kijie bas ab or nhi seh sakti main.

Mummy ke muh se loda shabd sun kar uncle ko unke kano par yakeen he nhi ho rha tha. Wo to khush ho gye. Kyunki unko ab unki sabse manpasand chut jo chodne ko milne wali thi. Aur wahi meri pativrata seedhi sadhi mummy aaj ek gair muslim lund se chudwa kar pati se dhoka karne ke liye taiyaar thi. Wo karti bhi kya vasna aur chut ki aag unhe mazboor kar rhi thi. Wo khudh ke vash mein nhi thi. ”Aur phir wo waqt bhi aa gya tha. Jab mummy chudne wali thi. Or phir.

Uncle ne apne lode ko hath mein pakad kar sehlaya aur use mummy ke paas le ja kar bole. To lo sangeeta bhabhi. Ise apne komal hatho mein le kar sehlao do ek baar aur phir dekhna yei aapki chut ki aag ko kaise thanda karta hai. Or mummy ne bhi sharmate hue. Dheere se apna hath apna hath uncle ke lode par le gyi. Or use apni muthi mein pakad kar sehlane lagi.

Wahi mummy ne jab uncle ka loda apne hath mein liya to uncle bhi puri masti mein pure josh ke sath aaahhhhhhhh.. kar uthe. ”Ohhhh Sangeeta bhabhi” mummy ke soft soft hatheli unke ke kale mote lode ko sehla rhi thi. Uncle ke lund ki chamdi aage se kati hui thi. Unke lund ko toppa alag se chamak rha tha. Uncle ka musalmani loda mummy ke gore soft hathon mein aa kar apni kismat par naaz kar rha tha.

Mummy bhi loda sehlate hue use bade goar se dekh rhi thi. Kitna bada loda tha uncle ka or mota bhi unki hatheli mein bhi pura nhi aa rha tha. Pahli baar kisi gair mard ka loda apne hatho mein lei kar sehla rhi thi. Aur mummy to yei dekh kar he ander he ander or josh mein aa rhi thi.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta bhabhi hai na jabardast loda dekhan yei ab aapki chut mein jayega to kaise aapki chut ki aag ko thanda karega.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi yei to bahut bada hai. Main to marr jaungi. Main ise nhi le paungi apne ander.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tumhari jaisi fuli hui chut to javed ke dumdar lode ke liye he bani hai hai. Tumhari chut ki aag ko sirf or sirf javed ka mota lumba loda he shant kar sakta. Aur sanjeev ke bas mein nhi hai. Tumhare jaise bhare hue badan wali aurat ki aag ko shant kar sake.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi mujhe bahut darr lag rha hai. Itna bada kaise jayega ander. Meri to halat kharab ho jayegi.

REHAN AUNTY — Tum gabhrao mat bas ab maza lo javed ke lode se chudwa kar, Javed bas ab jaldi se apna loda sangeeta bhabhi ki chut mein daal do unhe aur mat tadpao.

JAVED UNCLE — Ha rehana ab to mera loda bhi pura machal rha hai sangeeta bhabhi ki chut mein jane ke liye. kitne soft hath hai bhabhi ke

Aur phir javed uncle ne mummy ko litaya aur unki kamar ke niche ek takiya laga diya. Jisse mummy ki fuli hui chut puri tarha ubhar kar upar uth gyi. Phir uncle ne mummy ki tangein chodi kar di dono hatho se faila kar. Fir uncle ne apna dumdar loda mummy ki fuli hui haseen gori chikni chut par tikaya. Aur us par ragdne lage.

Uncle ne aona loda jaise he mummy ki chut par tikaya mummy ka pura badan mare masti ke kaanp utha. Pure jism mein masti ki lehar doad gyi. Mummy bhi masti mein karrha uthi.

MUMMY — Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuffffffffffffff.. mmmmmmaaaaaaaaa..

Uncle mummy ka josh to mummy ki is masti ko dekh dekh kar aur jayada badhta he ja rha tha. Aur phir uncle ne apne lode ka toppa mummy ki pink chut ke ched par tikaya. Or ek halka sa jhatka mara. ” aur uncle ke lode ka toppa mummy ki geeli chut mein ghus gya.

Jaise toppa chut mein ghusa mummy ke dono hath jo abhi tak bed par teh mutthi beeche. Ek dum se uncle ki kamar par aa kar jakad gye. Aur mummy or uncle dono ke badan bhi ab ek dusre se lipat gye teh. Toppa ghuste he mummy ke muh se fir ek lambi siskari nikli.

MUMMY — Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaahhhhhh… javed bhai aaram se

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi aaram se he pelunga aapki haseen chut ko bahut kaza dunga aaj.

Fir uncle ne ek halka sa jhatka aur mara aur loda mummy ki chut mein thoda or ghus gya. Mmummy ki chut bahut tight thi. Uncle ke mote lode ke muqable.

MUMMY — Aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii….. mmmmmmaaaaaaaaa… marrrrrrr gyi. Javed ji please aaram se nhi to marr jaungi.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi main to bahut aaram se daaal rha hu. Par kya karu aapki chut he itni tight jaisi kisi 18, 20 saal ki ladki ko chod rha hu. Pahli baar. Lagta hai sanjeev ne tumhari chut jyada nhi chodi.

REHANA AUNTY — kyu sangeeta kya sanjeev tumhe aache se chodta nhi hai. Tumhari chut itni tight kaise hai abhi tak tum ek ladki ki maa ho tab tumhari chut itni kasi hui hai. Mera to koi baccha bhi nhi hai. Fir bhi javed ne chut ko khol diya hai.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi aapke paas javed bhai hai. Mere paas nhi. Sanjeev ke paas itna bada nhi hai na. Nhi to meri bhi khul chuki hoti.

REHANA AUNTY — Ohhh to yei baat hai. Matlab tumhe javed jaise lode ka maza nhi mila jiski tumhe bahut jarurat hai koi nhi ab javed tumhari chut ko apne lode layak bana denge.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana sangeeta bhabhi ki chut to mujhe lagta hai. Bas 10% he chudi hai. Ek to andar itni aag aur upar se itni tight bada maza aane wala hai sangeeta bhabhi ko chodne mein.

REHAN AUNTY — Javed sangeeta ko bhi bada maza milega ab aapse chudwane mein.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi thoda dard bardash kar lena please kyunki aapki chut bahut tight hai. Main jitna bhi aaram se chodu par mera loda aapki chut ki deewaro ke ander apni jagha bna kar he ghusega.

Aur phir uncle ne 3, 4 jor daar jhatke maare or uncle ka mota lumba kala loda mummy ki chut ko cheerta hua unki gulabi chut mein pura jad tak ghus gya tha. Wahi mummy ke muh se bhi mare dard ke cheek nikal gyi.

MUMMY — AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…. MMMMMMMAAAAAAAAA… UUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIII… MARRRRRR.. gyi. Reham karo javed ji uuuuuuuuffffffff… bada dard ho rha hai. Sssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhh… kitnaaaaa bada hai aapka. Main to mar jaungi.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi bas ab aur dard nhi hoga mera pura loda ab aapki kasi hui chut ki giraft mein hai. Aapki chut ne use apne ander pura kas liya hai. Ab to bas aapko maza he maza milega.

MUMMY — Bahut dard ho rha hai. Javed ji dard se meri halat kharab ho rhi hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Bas sangeeta bas ab to javed ka pura loda tumhari chut mein ghus chuka hai. Itni tight chut liye ghum rhi ho ab jab javed ke lode se chud rhi ho to thoda dard to sehna he hoga na.

Fir uncle kuch deir ruk gye loda mummy ki chut mein pura daal kar, aur jab mummy ka dard kam hua to javed uncle ne apne lode ko dheere dheere ander bahar karna shuru kar diya. Ab to mummy ko bhi dard kam ho rha tha. Loda chut mein apni jagha bana chuka tha.

Uncle halke halke apni kamar chala rhe teh. Aur unka kala loda mummy ki gori chikni fuli hui gulabi chut mein ander bahar ho rha tha. Wahi mummy ko bhi ab dard na ho kar maza aane laga tha.or wo bhi ”Moan karne lagi thi”

MUMMY — AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH… MMMMMMMAAA.. UUUUUUUHHHHHHH …. UUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… SSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH… OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH…. Javed ji bada maza aa raha hai. HHHHHAAAAAAYYYEEE.. peliye… aur jor se peliye. Yessssss.. aissssseee he jor jor se aur jor kitna maza aa rha hai aapke sat.

JAVED UNCLE — Lo meri jaan sangeeta bhabhi lo mera loda pura apni chut mein kitni kasi hui chut hai aapki. Aisi kasi hui chut pahli baar chod rha hu. Main mujhe to jannat ka maza mila rha hai. Sach batana bhabhi aapko kitna maza aa rha hai mere lode se chudwane mein

MUMMY — Mujhe to bahut maza aa rha hai. Javed ji aapse chudwane mein kya loda hai aapka kitna bada hai. Aapka loda to mere bacchedani mein takra rha hai pura. Ooohhhh. Uuuffffffffffffffffff…. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. aisa maza pahle kabhi nhi aaya chudwame mein jitna maza aaj aa rha hai.

Mummy to vasna ki aag mein puri tarha garam ho kar sari sharam bhul gyi thi unke muh se chut loda chudwane jaise shabd nikal rhe teh. Jo unhoe pahle kabhi use bhi kiye teh. Uncle ke lode ne unki chut mein ghus kar ho garmi paida kar di thi. Usme wo bhul chuki thi ki wo ek dharmik pativrat hindu aurat hai. Par ab to jo hona tha wo ho rha tha.

REHANA AUNTY — Maine kha tha na sangeeta ab tumhe maza aane wala hai. Dekho javed ka loda kitna maza de rha hai.

MUMMY — Ha rehana bhabhi bahut maza aa rha hai. Sach mein

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta ab tumhari chut pak nhi hai apne pati ke liye. Ab tumne ek gair mard ka loda apni chut mein liya hai. Par tumhari chut ki aag ko javed ka loda he shant kar sakta hai. Ab timhari chut sanjeev ke layak nhi rhi. Or javed se chudwane ke baad sanjeev to kabhi bhi tumhari chut ki aag ko thanda nhi kar sakta.

Mummy apni chut mein continue uncle ko loda pilwate hue chut mein uncle ke lode ke jhatke marwate hue boli.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi mere ander jo aag lagi hui thi. Uske liye mujhe sanjeev se dhoka karna he padta ab main bewafai to kar chuki hu sanjeev ke sath. Par yei bhi sach mujhe javed ji chudwane mein sanjeev se bhi bahut jyada maza aa rha hai. Mujhe aisa lag rha hai. Jaise aaj pahli baar loda meri chut mein ghusa hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Mujhe bhi aisa he lag rha hai. Sangeeta bhabhi jaise main aaj aapki seal tod rha hu. Or aaj hamari suhagraat hai.

Uncle ko dumdaar loda mummy ki tight kasi hui chut ki badiya pelai kar rha tha. Loda gappa gap ander bahar ho rha tha.pacch pacchi ki aawazein aa rhi thi. Mummy ne apni gori tangein uncle ki kamar mein lapet li jis se unki pajeb har jhatke ke sath cham cham ka madhur sangeet kar rhi thi. Mummy ki baahein uncle ki kamar par reng rhi thi. Aur chudiya chan chan ki aawazein kar rhi thi. Gale mein mummy ka mangal sutar latak rha tha maang mein sindur puri gharelu hindu aurat saji hui thi aur ek musalmaan ke niche aa kar uske kale mote lumbe lode se apni chut chudwa rhi thi

Jhatke marte hue uncle mummy ke upar teh, ” Aur mummy or uncle ka chehra dono ek dusre ke bilkul samne tha unki ssansein ek dusre se takra rhi thi. Fir uncle ne apne kale kale honth mummy ke rasile ras se bhare gulab ki pankhudi jaise naram naram mulayam hoton par rakh diye.

Aur unhe chumte hue mummy ke honton ko chusne lag gye. Uncle kabhi nichle hont to kabhi upar wala hont muh mein bhar kar chus rhe teh. Aur sath sath mein niche se mummy ki chut mein loda ander bahar peil rhe teh.

Ab mummy ke hath jo uncle ke kamar par teh wo uncle ke sar par aa chuke teh. Aur unke baalon mein apni ungliya fira rhi thi.

Uncle ne apni jeebh mummy ke nuh mein daal di, aur mummy ne bhi uncle ke jeeb ko apne muh mein le liya. Aur jeebh ko chusne lag gyi. Mummy ki aankhein band thi. Aur wo Sambhog ka pura maza le rhi thi. Uncle ke jeebh ko bade maze se chus rhi thi. Uncle ke jeebh ko chusne ke baad mummy ne apni jeebh uncle ke muh mein daal di or fir uncle mummy ki jeebh ko chusne lag gye. Mummy aur uncle dono ek dusre ke jeebh ko chuste hue ek dusre ko honton ko chus rhe teh.

Wahi mummy ab jhadne wali thi unhone uncle ko bahut joro se kas liya. Aur jor jor se unki saanein chalne lagi. Uncle samjh gye ki mummy jhadne wali hai. To uncle ne aur tez tez kamar chalni shuri kar di unke jhatke marne ki speed badh gyi. Wahi mummy bhi jor jor se saansein lete hue boli.

MUMMY — OOOOO OHHHHHHHHHH… JAVED JI yesssss.. aise he jor jor se chodiye mujhe pelte rahiye aaaaahhhaaa Main jhadne wali hi. Meri pani nikalne wala hai.

Uncle bhi mummy ki chut ko kas kas kar chod rhe teh. Uncle ke jhatko ki tez speed ke sath mummy ki kamar bhi aage piche hil rhi thi. Aur fir kuch deir baad mummy ki chut se kaam ras ka jharna behne laga jo ander uncle ke lode ko bhigho rha tha. Mummy ne jhadte waqt uncle ko khub jor se apne se chipka liya. Aur unke hotono ko apne hoton mein bhar kar chuse ja rhi thi. Mummy ko pahle kabhi chudne ke waqt jhadne mein kabhi itna maza nhi aaya tha. Jitna aaj aa rha tha. Aur aaj wo jhadi bhi kafi deir baad hai kareeb 25 mint baadPahle to mummy 15 mint mein jhad jati thi papa ke sath. Par aaj unke sath chudai mein ek solid mard de rha tha.

Wahi uncle ka loda abhi pure josh ke sath thukai kar rha tha mummy ki chut ki. Mummy jhadne ke baad bhi uncle ka sath de rhi thi. Kamar hila hila kar. Uncle ka loda to mummy ki chut ke ras mein bheeg kar aur jyada josh mein aa gya tha.

Uncle ne ab aasan change kiya , unhone mummy ki chut se loda bahar nikala aur ab wo sofe par baith gye. Aur mummy ko apne lode par baithne ko bola. Mummy jaise khadi ho kar lode par baithne ke liye uthi. Unki chut se ras tapkne laga mummy se theek se chala bhi nhi ja rha tha inki chut mein halka halka dard ho rha tha. Par abhi to uncle mummy ko aur chodne wale teh. Mummy ko chalta dekh aunty boli.

REHANA AUNTY — Javed aapne to sangeeta ki chaal bigad di lagta hai subha tak dhang se chalne ke layak nhi chodoge.

JAVED UNCLE — Rehana ab itni kasi hui chut khulegi to thoda dard to hoga he. Abhi to chal aur sahi ho jayegi.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta maza aa rha hai na khubh javed se chudne mein. Javed itni jaldi nhi jhadte unhe kafi time lagta hai.

MUMMY — Hanji rehana bhabhi bahut maza aa rha hai. Koi nhi main thoda aur dard bradash kar lungi.

Aur fir mummy uncle ke khade lode par chut tika kar baith gyi. Uncle ko loda bhi mummy ki geeli chut mein fisalta hua pura ander ghus gya. Jad tak. Fir mummy ne apne dono tangaon ka ghaira bana kar apni tanghon ko uncle ki kamar par lapet liya. Aur apni bahein support ki liye uncle ke gale mein bandh li. Fir uncle ne mummy ko lode par upar niche hone ke liye.

Aur mummy bhi uncle ki baat maan kar unke lode par unchalne lagi. Ab mummy uncle ke lode ki chudai kar rhi thi. Mummy uncle ko lode par jor jor se uchal rhi thi. Uncle bhi niche se lode ko mummy ki chut mein peil rahe teh. Chudai ka josh dono taraf barabar tha. Jitna uncle mummy ko chodne mein josh dikha rhe teh. Wahi mummy bhi utne he josh ke sath uncle ka loda apni chut mein dalwa kar chudwate hue unka sath de rhi thi chudai mein.

JAVED UNCLE — Waaahhhh sangeeta bhabhi kya maza de rhi hai. Aapki chut chodne ka jo maza aaj mujhe mil rha hai. Yei to jannnat ke dwar jaisa hai. Aisa maza kabhi kisi aur aurat se nhi mil sakta.

MUMMY — Ohhhhhh javed ji mujhe bhi aapse chudwane mein ho maza aa rha hai. Aisa maza muhhe bhi koi aur mard nhi de sakta.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta maine bhi javed ko aaj se pahle kabhi itne josh ke sath chudai karte nhi dekha pahle kabhi. Mujhe to tum dono ki chudai dekh kar he bahut maza aa rha hai. Aisa live sex main to baar baar dekhna chahungi.

REHANA AUNTY — Rehana bhabhi sex mein itna maza aata hai yei mujhe aaj pata laga. Javed ji se chudwa kar. Sach mein aap bahut lucky hai. Jo aap ko javed bhai jaise pati mile.

REHANA AUNTY — Ab to tum bhi meri tarha lucky ban gyi ho.

Sach mein us din mummy ke ander ki wo sharam haya wali aurat nikal gyi thi vasna mein dub kar. Unhe us waqt sirf or sirf sambhog ka sukh lene mein maza aa rha tha. Aur isme unka koi kasoor bhi nhi tha. Wo papa ke jane ke baad akeli ho gyi thi. Unhe bhi ek sath ki jarurat thi. Jaise har aurat ko hoti hai. Mummy bhi aakhir kab tak jism ki pyaas ko shant rakh sakti thi. Papa ke jane ke baad. Unke jism ki aag ko badhkaya javed uncle or rehana aunty ne. Unhi ki vajha se mummy papa ke sath dhoka kar baithi. Or chudwane lagi ek musalmaan mard se. “Aage”

Uncle ka loda niche se puri speed ke sath mummy ki chut mein ghasse maar rha tha. Or mummy bhi utne josh ke sath lode baith kar uchal rhi thi. Mummy ki chut khul kar uncle ke lode ka swagat kar rhi thi apne ander.

Uncle ke lode par baith kar mummy ki bhari mast uthi gaand ki shape ek dum pagal kar dene wali thi gaand fail kar chodi ho gyi thi. Mummy ke Dono goal goal gore chuttad upar niche hote waqt thap thap ki aawazein kar rhe. Aur uncle ka kala loda pura white ho gya tha. Mummy ki chut ke ras se bheeg kar

Jab loda chut mein ander bahar ho rha tha. To wo pura mummy ki chut ke ras ke sath sana hua hota tha. Fir uncle ne kuch deir baad loda dale dale he mummy ko utha liya. Or bina chut se loda nikale mummy ko sofe par lita diya. Fir mummy ki ek taang hawa mein utha kar apne lode ko chut mein pelne lage jor jor se. Dono ko chudai karte karte kareeb 45 minute ho gye teh. Mummy ab dusri baar jhadne wali thi. Wahi uncle ka loda bhi apni manzil ke kareeb pahuch rha tha.

MUMMY — Chodiye aur jor se chodiye javed ji aisee he jor jor se yessssssssssssss…. kas kas ke peliye apna loda meri chut mein faad dijiye meri chut ko aaaaaahhhhhhhh.. bada maza aa rha hai aap se chudwane mein. Mujhe aaj aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh…. uuuuuuuhuuuuuffffffffffff… ssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.. mmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa… haayee javed ji chodte rahiye main fir se jhadne wali hu.

JAVED UNCLE — Lo sangeeta bhabhi meri jaan mera lode ko bhi bada maza aa rha aapko chodne mein kitni kasi hui tight chut hai. Aapki 40 saal ki umar bhi 18 saal ki ladki jaisi kasi hui chut.

MUMMY — Aap jaisa mard mila nhi na pahle jo is chut ko chod kar dheeli kar sakta. Sanjeev ke lund mein wo dum nahi javed ji jo aapke lode mein hai. Yei to kisi bhi aurat ko apna deewana bana sakta hai. Jaisi main aaj aapke lode ki gulam ho gyi. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.. uuuuuiuuuuhhhhhh…

Oooooooooooooohhhhhhh…. uuuuuuuuifffffffffff… main jhad rhi hu javed ji.

JAVED UNCLE — Main bhi jhadne wala hu sangeeta bhabhi mera loda bhi taiyaar hai lawa bahane ko.

MUMMY — Javed ji apna virya meri chut mein he chodna 6 mahine se meri chut mein kisi mard nhi gaya. Meri chut ki aag aapke lode ka pani he thanda kar sakta. Bhar do meri chut ko apne ras se bujha do meri chut ki pyaas.

Uncle ne apni jhatko ki speed or tez kar di unki kamar rajdhani ki speed pakad chuki thi loda de dana dan mummy ki chut ki pelai kar rha tha. Mummy har jhatke ka jawab uncle ke jhatke ke sath jhatka maar kar de rhi thi. Aisi tabad tod chudai mummy ki paahli baar ho rhi thi. Mummy jaise bhare hue badan ki aurat ko uncle jaise dumdar lode wale mard ki he jarurat thi. Sach mein puri kaam devi ka roop le chuki thi mummy.

Aur phir wo waqt aa gya jisko dono ko intezar tha mummy aur uncle dono dono jhadne ke bilkul kareeb teh. Dono ko charamsukh milne wala tha. Kareeb 15, 20 jhatko ke baad mummy aur uncle done ne ek dusre ko joro se kas liya. Ek dusre ke honton ko muh mein bhar liya.

Mummy ki chut aur uncle ka loda dono apna apna lawa bahane lage. Mummy ke chut jhatko ke sath dusri baar jhadne lagi. Wahi uncle ka loda bhi garam garam gaade maal ki pichkariya mummy ki chut mein maar rha tha. Yu ek sath jhadne ka jo sukh dono ko mil rha tha. Wo aaj se pahle dono ko kabhi nhi mila tha. Uncle ke lode ne khubh gaada gaada ras mummy ki chut mein choda mummy ki puri chut bhar di uncle ne apne lode se nikle virya se

sambhog ka asli sukh mummy ko us raat pahli baar mila tha. Mummy aur uncle dono jhadne ke kareeb 10 minute baad bhi ek dusre se lipte hue leite rahe. Wahi paas baithi. Aunty bhi un dono ka yei charamsukh dekh kar muskura rhi thi. Wo janti thi ki dono ka aaj jannat ka maza mila hai.

Kuch deir baad jab uncle ne apna loda mummy ki chut se bahar nikala to mummy ki chut se uncle or unka nikla hua ras mix ho kar behta unki janghon se hota hua unki tangon par aa rha tha. Uncle ka bhi loda pura dono ke ras se bheeg kar chamak rha tha.

Fir mummy uth kar bathroom ki taraf jane lagi. To unhe chalne mein takeef ho rhi thi chalne mein dard ho rha tha unke pairo aur chut mein to fir aunty unhe sahara de kar bathroom mein le gyi. Jha aunty ne unki chut janghon or pairon ko saaf kiya.

Aunty ne mummy ki chut ko saaf karte karte ek dum masalte hue sehlaya or boli

REHAN AUNTY — kyu sangeeta aaya na pura maza javed ka loda apni kasi hui chut mein dalwa kar chudwane mein.

MUMMY — Ji rehana bhabhi maza to bahut aaya. Par aaj mein sach mein sanjeev se puri tarha dhokha kar baithi hu. Ek pativrata nari se bewafa patni ban gyi.

REHAN AUNTY ,– are pagle meri pyari c cute c saheli javed jaise lode ko pane ke baad to koi bhi aurat bewafa ban jayegi. Aur tumne to aaj zindgi ka wo sukh liya hai. Jise har aurat pana chahti hai. Par milta naseeb wali aurto ko hai.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi mujhe bhi ab yei accha lag rha hai. Par halka halka darr bhi lag rha hai.

REHANA AUNTY — Ab kis baat ka darr sangeeta.

MUMMY — bhabhi kahi agar is baat ka kisi ko ya kajal ko pata lag gya. To main kahi bhi muh dikhane layak nhi rahungi.

REHANA AUNTY — Ohhh hoo sangeeta kisi ko tab pata lagega na jab hum kisi ko batayenge jab kis ko batayenge he nhi to kisi ko kya pata lagega ki band kamre mein kya ho rha hai. ” Aur rhi kajal ki baat to wo aaj ki modern ladki hai. Uski fikar mat karo agar use kuch pata bhi lagta hai to yei acchi baat hai. Kyunki uska sath bahut jaruri hai. Tumhare liye. Baki uski tum tention mat lo kajal ko main khud dheere dheere samjha lungi apne tarike se dekhna wo tumhare aur javed ke relation ko bade pyaar se accept karegi. Yei mera wada hai.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi main aapke kehne par he jeved ji ke kareeb aayi unse relation banaya. Apne pati se dhoka kiya. Bewafa hui. Jab ki meri aur sanjeev ki love marrige hui hai. Ab meri izzat aapke hath mein hai. Main badnam nhi hona chahti.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta jab tumhari yei saheli rehana tumhare sath kisi ki bhi ek ungli tumhare upar nhi uth sakti. Yei mera wada rha.

MUMMY — Thank u bhabhi aapke pyaar aur dosti ne mujhe kha se kha la diya dekh lo jo sangeeta pati ke ilawa kisi aur ki taraf dekhna bhi paap samjhti thi. Wo aaj apni he saheli ke sath sex kar baithi.

REHANA AUNTY — Aur usi sangeeta ko aaj sex ka asli maza mila hai jise usne khub enjoy kiya. Khub uchal uchal kar pure josh ke sath sex kiya.

Yei baat aunty ne mummy ko smile karte hue boli. Aur aunty bhi mummy ki baat sun kar sharma gyi. Aur unke chehre par meethi meethi smile aa gyi.

REHANA AUNTY — par sangeeta sach kehti hu ek baat to tumhari chut ko sanjeev ka wo 5 inch ka lund wo maza nhi de sakta jo maza abhi tumhe javed ke lode se chudwane mein aaya hai. Tumhari yei fuli or kasi hui chut ki pyaas ko javed ka mota lumba tagda loda he chod kar shant kar sakta hai. Pata nhi tumhe kaise maza aata tha sanjeev se chudwane mein.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi maine kabhi pahle aisa sex nhi dekha. Aur mujhe kya pata kisi ka itna bada bhi ho sakta hai. Main to hamesha yei he sochti thi. Ki sabka aisa he normal hota hoga.

REHANA AUNTY — Sangeeta tumne kabhi porn movies nhi dekhi kya. Usme to javed jaise bade bade lumbe mote lode hote jo female pornstars ki chut ko jabrdast tareeke se chodte hai.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi maine kabhi school college mein bpyfriend nhi banaya to porn movies dekhni ka baat to bahut dur rhi.

REHANA — Kya baat kar rhi ho to phir sanjeev se tumhara love kaise shuru hua.

MUMMY — Wo to bhabhi sanjeev nanand ke devar hai. Yei unke sath kai baar hamare ghar aate teh. Bahut seedhe sadhe kam bone wale insaan hai wo. Bas jab wo aate teh to mujhe bhi dekhne main acche lage. Bas fir kya tha aankhon he aankhon mein pyaar ho gya. Sanjeev ne yei baat apni bhabhi yani meri nanand ko bataya to usne humhe ek dusre ke number dilwaye aur unhi ki wajha se baat aage badi unhi ki wajha se shaadi bhi ho gyi.

REHANA AUNTY — Ohh to yei family wala love hai. Kya baat hai. Sach mein tum bahut ssedhi rhi ho shuru se kya tumhari family mein bhi sab aise he hai seedhe sadhe.

MUMMY –Ha bhabhi meri mummy bhi meri tarha puja path wali pativrata gharelu aurat hai. Jo main ab nhi rhi. Or bachpan se main kabhi faltu ghar se bahar ghumne nhi gyi school mein thi to mummy chodne jati thi aur le kar aati thi. College bhi girls ka tha only to wha bhi papa chod kar aate teh. Aur gadi aa jati thi ghar se lene ke liye. Hamesha se mummy ki nakshe kadam par chali thi. Par ab main bhatak rhi hu.

REHAN AUNTY — Tum bhatak nhi rhi sangeeta. Waqt ke sath tum bhi change ho rhi ho ab. Pata hai 40 ki umar ke baad to aurat ka badan jyada sex ki maang karta hai. Ab tum us maang ko pura kar rhi ho. Aur tumhe to bahut jarurat hai javed ke dumdar lode se chudai ki tumhare ander bahut aag hai. Aur us aag ko ah snjeev ka lund nhi javed ka loda he shant kar sakta hai.

MUMMY — Bhabhi aap bhi na bahut garam garam batein karti ho aapki baatein sun kar he masti chadne lagti hai. Koi bhi aurat aapki baatein sun kar sex karne ke liye he taiyaar ho jaye.

REHANA AUNTY — To fir ab tumhe bhi masti chad rhi hai dobara. Fir lena chaogi javed ka loda apni kasi hui chut mein.

MUMMY — Mujhe nahi pata mujhe sharam aati hai bahbhi.

REHANA AUNTY — hayee meri jaan itna sharmayegi to maza kaise legi. Javed aur tumhari chudai dekh kar to merin bhi aag lagi hui hai. Main to abhi bedroom mein ja kar khubh chudwaungi javed ke lode se. Aaj raat to bas chudai he chudai hogi. Tumhar mann kar rha hai na aur chudwane ka abhi.

MUMMY — bahbhi mann to kar rha hai. Par thoda thoda dard bhi ho rha hai.

REHANA AUNTY — koi nhi main tumhe abhi ek tablet dungi wo kha lena tumhara dard 10 mint mein gayab ho jayega. Phir jee bhar ke chudwana apni chut ko

Aur phir mummy or aunty dono bathroom se bahar aa gye. Bedroom mein. Jaise he dono bedroom mein aaye to uncle bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Are kya baat hai badi deir laga di. Bathroom mein kya kar rhi thi aisa.

REHANA AUNTY — Aapki aur sangeeta bhabhi ki jo abhi chudai hui. Bas usi ki baat chal rhi thi.main puch rhi thi ki unhe kitna maza aaya, ” Aapse chudwane mein “

JAVED UNCLE — Accha ji jara humhe bhi to pata chale kitna maza aaya sangeeta bhabhi ko mere lode se chudwa kar jara mujhe bhi to batao.

REHANA AUNTY — Yei to ab sangeeta bhabhi he apkoa batayengi. Sangeeta jara javed ko bhi bata do.

Mummy to pahle he uncle se sharma rhi thi. Ab kaise batati ki mujhko kitna maza aaya hai javed ji aapse chudwane mein par uncle aur aunty ke jor dene par mummy bhi sharmate hue batane lagi.

MUMMY — Bhabhi mujhe bahut sharam aa gyi.

REHANA AUNTY — Ab kaisi sharam sangeeta ab to tumne javed se chudwa bhi liya hai. Ab sharmana chodo or batao javed ko.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi mujhse kya sharmana main to ab aapka gulam ho gya hu. Aapke husan ka aapke gadraye hue badan ka aapki gadrayi hui jawani ka. Aao bhabhi meri goad mein bhaito aur phir sunao aapko kitna maza aaya aaj mera yei loda apni chut mein le kar.

Aur phir mummy sharmate hue uncle ki goad mein unke lode par apni nangi gori madmast gadrayi hui moti moti gaand rakh kar baith gyi. Uncle ne mummy ko apni bahon mein kas liya, aur unke laal mulayam gaal ko chuste hue bole.

JAVEDE UNCLE — Ab batao sangeeta bhabhi kitna maza aaya aapko muhhse chudwane mein mera loda aapni chut mein lene mein.

Uncle mummy ke gaalon ko chus rhe teh bade pyar se unki chuchiyon ko sehla rhe the apne haton se. Aur mummy to unki goad mein baithi thi. Mummy ki gaand ki lakir ke beech mein uncle ka loda bhi set the.

Mummy ki gaand ki garmi se uncle ke lode fir se halka halka tanav aa rha tha. Uncle jante teh mummy sab kuch batayegi pure maze ke sath. Bas unhe halka sa garam karne ki deir hai. Aur wo he uncle karne lage. Mummy ki chuchiyo ko sehla rhe teh. Niche se unki gaand mein lode ko ragdne lage.

Wahi mummy bhi chuchiyo ke sehlane aur uncle ke lode ki ragad unki gaand ki lakir par mehsuse karte hue fir garam hone lagi. Aur wo bhi apni gaand ko halka halka hilane lagi. Mummy ko bhi gaand mein lund ragdwane mein maza aa rha tha. Yei ek naya anubhav tha unke liye. Mummy ko mast hota dekh uncle bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Bolo na meri jaan sangeeta bhabhi kitna maza aaya muhhse chudwane mein

MUMMY — Oohhhh.. aaaahhhh.. javed ji bahut bahut maza mujhe aapse chudwa kar apka loda apni chut mein le kar. Bahut accha chodte ho aap.

JAVED UNCLE — Bhabhi aapko mera loda kaisa laga. Snjeev ke lode se badiya hai mera loda.

MUMMY — Aapka loda to javed ji bahut jabardast hai. Sanjeev ka to aapke aage kuch bhi nhi hai. Uska to aapse kafi chota hai. Aapka to bahut lamba or mota hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Kya aapko mera lumba or mota loda pasand hai bhabhi.

MUMMY — Ha javed ji bahut jyada yei to bahut acchi chudai karta hai.

JAVED UNCLE — Bhabhi main aapko aur chodna chahta hu. Mera loda aapki chut ka deewana ho gya hai. Yei ab aapki chut ki bina nhi reh sakta. Bolo aap mujhse ab aise roj chudwogi na.

MUMMY — Jitna marzi chodo mujhe ab javed ji main bhi aapse aur chudwana chahti hu. Meri chut bhi aapke lode ki diwani ho gyi hai. Ise ab sirf aapka loda he chaiye. Main aapse roj chudwaungi khubh chudwaungi.

Mummy masti mein kya kya bol rhi thi. Iska andaza shayad unhe bhi nhi tha. Unhone to uncle ko khulla nimantran de diya tha apni chut ko hamesha unse chudwane ka josh mein aa kar.

Aur Uncle ka loda to mummy ke jawab sun kar unki masti dekh kar jis tarha wo garam ho kar apni gaand ko uncle ke lode par ragad rhi thi unki goad mein baithi baithe, uncle ka loda to dobara tan kar puri aukaat mein aa chuka tha. Wo to mummy ke gaand ke kunware ched mein chubne laga tha. Uncle ne apne hath ab mummy ki mansal gori gori moti janghon par rakh kar unhe sehlate hue bole.

JAVED UNCLE — Sangeeta bhabhi main aapka aue chodna chahta hu. Mera loda aapki kasi hui chut mein fir ghusna chahta hai. Kya aap mera loda lena chaogi ek baar fir.

MUMMY — To chod lijiye na javed ji kisne roka hai aapko, daal dijiye apna loda meri chut mein aur chodiye mujhe. Main bhi aapse aur chudna chahti ho. Meri pyaas to aapse ek baar chudwa kar aur bhad gyi hai aapse chudwane ke liye. Chodiye mujhe javed ji jitna chodna hai. Aaj se sangeeta aapki hui.

JAVED UNCLE — sangeeta bhabhi aaj se main rehana ke sath sath aapko bhi roj chodunga. Khubh maza dunga.

REHANA AUNTY — Javed mere sartaz aap sangeeta ko jitna marzi chodiye par mere shohar aapki rehana ki chut mein bhi aag lagi hui. Aap dono ki garam chudai dekh kar meri chut bhi aapka loda lene ke liye tadap rhi hai. Khuda ke liye mere aaka sangeeta bhabhi me sath sath meri chut ki aag ko bhi thanda kihiye.

JAVED UNCLE — Ha rehana meri janebahar main ab sangeeta bhabhi aur tumhe ek sath chodunga tum dono ek sath apne lode ka maza dunga. Aur tumhari chuto ki aag ko thanda karunga.

REHANA AUNTY — To jaldi kijiye mere aaka ab chut ki aag aur bardash nhi hoti apna loda daal kar is aag ko thanda kijiye.

MUMMY — Rehana bhabhi sahi keh rhi javed ji yei aag aur bardash nhi hoti meri chut mein bhi dobara garmi badh rhi hai. Aapka yei dumdar loda he meri chut ki garmi ko thanda kar sakta hai.

Mummy to ab khul kar uncle ka loda apni chut mein dalne ke liye bol rhi thi. Uncle yei dekh bahut khush ho rhe teh. Wo to is din ka intezar pata nhi kab se kar rhe teh. Wo to yei he chahte teh ki mummy khudh unhe apni chut mein loda dalne ke liye bole. Aur mummy jaisi khubsurat aur husanpari ko chod kar apna banane mein to un ko khud par bahut naaz ho rha tha. Warna mummy jaisi khubsurat aurat to kismat walon ko he milti hai.

Par mummy jis tarha chudas loda maang rhi thi. Wo dekhne layak tha. Kyunki jis aurat ne laaj sharam ka ghungat kabhi nhi utara tha wo aaj khul kar chdwana chahti thi. Khul kar loda maang rhi thi. Aur wo bhi ek muslim mard se. Ek hindu aurat ek muslim lode se chudwane se chidwane ke liye machal rhi thi. Wahi ek musalman apne muslim lode se ek beinthaan khubsurat aurat ki chut ko chod chuka tha aur dobara chodne ja rha tha. Aur wo muslaman mard hindu aurat ke gadyaye yovan uski madmast jawani ko loot rha tha uska ras chus rha tha.

Aur sex bhi koi ” JAAT WAAT ” nhi dekhta sex ek he rishta janta hai chudai ka. Fir wo chahe kisi bhi dharam ki aurat ya mard ka ho. Aur wo he shayad mummy aur uncle mein ho rha tha.

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After occupying my seat, I started my breakfast. Every thing looked usual and normal. We all were reacting as good and sincere family members, chatting with each other about day to day topics and sharing our normal domestic issues. I looked towards mom and dad, who were caring their kids like caring parents, but we know that they were cheating us; they were cheating approved family norms because they were involved in unauthorized sexual relations out side. But at the same time I thought about my self, Sana baji (elder sister), Zahid bhayaa (elder brother) and Shehla bhabi (Zahid’s wife). We all were also involved in incest sex and we have broken even more stronger and long cherished norms of our society. And there was also Shahid bhai (younger brother) sitting next to mom, unaware of anything and just enjoying his life.

I had completed my breakfast and went back into my room. Changed my clothes and wore college uniform, and went down again. Dad was also ready for his office. I, Sana baji and Shahid bhai used to go to our colleges with dad in his car, while Zahid bhayaa has his own car. So that’s day also dad left us at our respective colleges.

All the day there, I thought about new relations prevailing in our family. What will be the fate of these new relations? How will these further develop during the due course of time? Whether I should try to stop all these hush and bush or left every thing to the decisions of time coming? So these were the questions which kept me disturbed all that day in college. At some moments of my thoughts, I was persuaded to leave these every thing and try to go back to previous real positions. But on the other instance of my thoughts the agitating thoughts creeps in my mind and it fantasize me, rapture me. These were the thoughts to continue what we had started; these were the thoughts of accelerating the pace of breaking the norms, becoming more vicious, more vulgar and nastier. At the end these second thoughts of freedom from all norms and customs completely subdue all my other thoughts and prevailed over my mind.

That afternoon, while I was sitting in the lawn and reading recent fashion magazine and all other family members were in TV launch except dad who was still in his office, my cell phone rang loud. I watched at the caller number, and it was Imran, my boy friend with whom I did sex for the first time. I picked the phone and received his call.

ME: “Hello”.

IMRAN: “Hi Zara! Kesi ho thum” (Hi Zara, how are you).

ME: “Bilkul achi hoon, kahaan se phone ker rahay ho?” (I am fine, where are you calling from?)

IMRAN: (In a romantic tone) “Apnay ghar se call ker raha hoon. Aur sunawo, kayee dino se thera chehra nahi deka, kasam se Zara darling main tho tharas gaya hoon theray didaar ko.” (I am calling from my home. I have not seen you for many days, realy Zara darling I am much eager to see you)

ME: (With a smile on my face) “Acha! main tho samaj rahi thi ke thum meray bina barray mazay main ho gay.” (Realy! I was thinking that you will be enjoying my absence.)

IMRAN: “Kia baat kerthi ho. Main aur theray bina mazay main hoon ga! Aray janab jub se theray husan ke darshan huwe hain thub se theree mast jawani ne tho hamain gayal ker raka hay.” (What are you talking about. How could I enjoy without you? From the time I have been introduced to your beauty, cupid of you beautiful body has wounded me.)

ME: “Acha? Tho peer kia kerna chahiye mujay aap ke zakham per marham rakne ke liye?” (Realy? Then what should I do to heal your wounds?)

IMRAN: “Bus aik baar aur darshan kera do, meray saray zakham mundamel ho jayen gay. Main aaj ghar per akhela hoon. Saray ghar wale rishthedaroon ke haaan Lahore gaye huwe hain. Aaj shaam ko aa jawo, aur raat meray saat hi guzaro. Kia thum aawo gi?” (Come once to me, my all wounds will be cured. I am alone today at home. All my family members have gone to Lahore. Come tonight here and spent this night with me. Will you come tonight?)

I thought for a while. Should I go there? Do I need him? And the answer was “Yes”. So I replied him.

ME: “Acha tik hay, aaj raat ke liye main thumharay haan aa jawoon gi. Mera bhi bahot dil ker raha hay theray paas aanay ko. Theree bahoon ke liye tho main bhi taras gayee hoon.” (Ok, I will be there tonight. I am also eager to be with you. I am also impatient to meet you.)

IMRAN: (In a cheerful voice) “Ok tho peer main aaj raat aap ka intizaar keroon ga. tik hay na? Lekin ghar walay thum ko raat bhar ke liye choorr den gay?” (Ok then I will wait you tonight. Right? But will your family members will allow you for the whole night to remain out side?)

ME: (thinking about his unawareness) “Haan haan main aaj raat zaroor aawon gi. Aur meray ghar waloon ki thum fikar na kero, main sub sambaal loon gi.” (Yes off course I will come tonight. And don’t bother about my family. I will handle every thing)

We said bye to each other and ended the conversation. I put the magazine aside and thought about the past moments I spent with Imran. Those were lust full but nice memories of my past and I often enjoy thinking about those moments. I also thought about the approaching night. I know that it will not be a simple meeting; A meeting between to true lovers who do not molest each other before marriage. Instead, I know, this night will be full of lust and sensation. There will be a lot of screaming and yelling, and I love to scream from pleasure of erotic sex. These thoughts once again fly me in the red skies of sexual lust, of which I am much eager.

That night I prepared my self for the approaching thrilling moments. I have did sex for many times and even threesome, but today I don’t know why I was so impatient to do it with Imran. I wore tight jeans and sleeve less tight shirt. Underneath there, I wore my new red colour bra and panty. I also did not forgot to clean my under arms and Choot (Pussy) hairs. I informed Sana baji that I will be with Imran tonight, so that she could handle any unfavorable situation during my stay with Imran.

I left home at about 8 pm that night. I preferred taxi than own car, which dropped me at Imran’s door. I rang the bell from the main gate. After a minute the small door in the main gate was opened and Imran welcome me with his pleasant smile. He gave me way inside and said,

IMRAN: “Oh Zara aawo ander aawo, main tho samja ke shayed thum aawo hi nahi.” (Oh Zara come inside. Thanks for coming. I thought for a while that you will not come.)

I went inside and he closed the gate’s door. While going with him inside his home, I said,

ME: “Kesay na aathi. Thum bulawo aur main na aawo ye pehle kabhi huwa hay kia. Aur wesay bhi aaj tho mera bhi bahoth dil ker raha tha thum se milne ko.” (How would I not come? Is it ever happened that you call me and I didn’t come? I was also much eager today to meet you.)

He hugged me in his arms and kept me close to his body so that I could feel all warmth of his body. I know his all warmth was for me which in return turned me hot. We went inside and he brought me in his bed room. I saw no one at home. He left me there and went out. After few minutes he came back and I saw cold drinks and burger in his hands. He served these at the table and we both started eating and drinking apart from romantic chat. When every thing was finished, he put the bottles a side and hurls the burger waste into dust bin.

I was sitting at sofa while he was at his bed. He came towards me with a nasty smile at his face. I was also enthusiastic to see him coming towards me for some nasty action. He sat near me and hugged me in his arms. Then he turned my face towards himself and watched deep into my eyes. There was nothing except deep liking and lust in his eyes for me. I was also feeling the same for him at the moment. He then put my face in his hands-cup and brought his lips closer to my face and started kissing me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his warm and passionate kisses. I put my fingers in his hairs and moved them there.

He was continuously kissing at my cheeks, ears forehead and chin, and I was enjoy his wet and desperate kisses all over my face. Then he put softly his lips at my ones and kissed me in French style. He put my upper lip in-between his lips and started kissing and sucking it. His lower lip automatically came between my lips so I didn’t waste time and responded with same pleasure and passion. My hands were in his hairs while his arms were now around me and he was massaging at my back.

As we were sitting on side by side and we have turned only faces towards each other and were kissing each other lips, so he soon put his one hand on my breast and grasped my one boob in his palm and squeeze it softly. It was so good to feel. Our kisses speed increased and now he put his tongue in my mouth and moved it in and out in my mouth like fucking my mouth with his tongue, while I was sucking his tongue. His hands also became unkind now and he was squeezing my Tits more hard. I felt my Choot (Cunt) going wet and was releasing pleasure juices.

Then we broke the kiss, and he started undressing me. He removed my all clothes including bra and panty. Now I was sitting completely nude at the sofa with him. Then he removed his own shirt and pant but left his underwear. I understood why he did that. So I went down of the sofa a set in his feet. I slowly lowered his underwear and freed his nude, hard and long Lund. It was not first time that we were becoming nude in front of each other. I grabbed his dick in my feast and started massaging it. It was too hot and was jerking as I was rubbing his Lund. I was watching in his eyes and there was nothing except lust for me in his eyes.

I kissed at the top of his dick twice, and then put it in my thirsty mouth. It was too long to take at once. So first I took only half of his Lund’s length in my mouth and after a while he pushed his dick in my mouth till all entered in my mouth till his tatay (testes). His one hand was behind my head with which he grasped my hairs and with his other hand he was pressing my left mamma (tit), and he was fucking my mouth with his dick. We were still watching in one anther eyes. He was moaning softly as his Lund goes in and out of my mouth. I can feel all the hardness and long ness of his Dick inside my mouth.

Suddenly the door opened and two young guys enter the room. I was shocked to saw them. I looked towards Imran as I removed my mouth from his Dick. The two guys approached us and both were smiling while watching at my nude body. Imran was also looking very much normal, and it looked like he was it conformity with them. While I was still in shock and I don’t know what to do. Even I forgot to wear my clothes as I was nude in front of these strangers. It was Imran who broke the prolonged silence by introducing those three strangers to me.

IMRAN: (With a cunning smile on his face) “Gabrawo nahi Zara, ye meray dost hain aur main ne hi in ko yahaan bulaayaa hay, is ka naam Nafees hay, ye Khalid aur is ka naam Kashif hay, aaj hum sub mil ker thujay choday gay, aur sab mil ker khoob mazay kerain gay.” (Don’t worry Zara, they are my friends and I called them here, this is Nafees, he is Khalid and that one is Kashif, and today we all will fuck you together and we all will enjoy today’s fuking.) I was just shocked to hear Imran. It was not problem for me to be fucked by so many guys together. But I was angry as he was even not bothered to ask me prior about them. I was not ready to be fucked by others against my wishes. So I came over Imran.

ME: “Tumay himat kesay huwe meri ijazat ke bagher in ko bulane kit hum ki samajthay ho mai koi bazari randi ho jot hum mujay apny dostoon se chudwawo gay. Mather chod.” (How you dare to call them with out my permission. I am not a whore whom you could fuck by you friends. You mother fucker.)

Saying that I went to the bed to wear my clothes but Imran came in my way and kept me at my shoulder. He tried to persuade me to do sex with all them. He also apologized me, but I was already much infuriated and was not ready to listen him. While Imran was persuading me, his one friend whom he introduced as Khalid came forward and said.

KHALID: (In thretenning voice) “Dek aaraam se maan ja nahi tho hamain dusray tareekay aazmanay bhi aathay hain” (Listen come to terms gently otherwise we know other ways as well to compel you.)

He infuriated me further and I slapped at his face and give nude abuses to him. This infuriated him to last scale and Khalid kept me with my arm and throws me at the bed. Before that I could resist them, all four of them including Imran came over my nude body and kept me. Khalid sat over my nude breast and tights kept my hands behind my head. Imran tied my hands with the bed with a rope which he brought from some where. I started crying and giving abuses them. I was also trying with my legs to throw Khalid from my breast. But then the other two, Kashif and Nafees came there and tightly hugged my both feet with their hands. I was still crying but I realized that no one will hear to my cries as there was no one at home except them and the room was too inside in the room so that my cries could not go out of home.

As I realized that I cannot resist them I decided to come in terms with them apparently and then when will get chance I will try to escape. Till then they have tied my hands stretched behind my head and also tied my legs wide open to the bed sides with separate ropes. I tried to persuade them.

ME: “Acha tik hay thum log jo kuch kaho gay main keroon gi, magar please mujay kol do. Mujay bahoth thakleef ho rahi hay.” (Ok, I will do what ever you will say, but please realse me. I am in much pain.)

They now sat at my both sides and were watching at my nude body. My hands were stretched behind and were tied together with the bed head. They have tied my both legs to opposite sides of bed so that my legs were wide open. On my request they all smilled and they all started removing their clothes. Imran was already nude and all the other three guys also became nude in a short while. They were even not bothering about what I was saying to them. Instead they started playing with my nude body. Before that I could say any thing more, Khalid kept my mouth very roughly and forced me to open it. Then he put his lips on mine and started kissing and sucking my lips. Imran put my one Tits’s nipple in his mouth and started sucking it while Nafees did the same thing with my other tit. Kashif went down towards my tighs and sat between my legs. Then he bent over my Choot (Pussy) and started sucking me there.

Now the position was very bad for me. Four young guys were sucking different parts of my body and I was feeling much horny, but I was not able to respond to there acts with my hands or legs, which was making me frustrated. I felt my pussy releasing the initial juice and Kashif was still sucking there and licking my juice. Imran and Nafees both were now pressing and biting hard at different parts of my tits which was much painful. I want to cry loud but Khalid was not allowing me to do that as he was also ruthlessly sucking my lips and even entering his tongue into my mouth while he kept my jaw pressed so that I could not close my lips to resist him. With the other hand he tightly hugged my hairs and when ever I tried to move my head to escape my lips from his mouth, he used to pull them fiercely so that I surrender in front of his aggression.

After treating me in that position for about 3 or 4 minutes, they changed their positions. Kashif , Imran and Khalid kept my body and pulled my body up so that except my feet and hands all my body went up in the air in their arm. Then Nafees went beneath me so that hi chest was towards me. Then all the other three guys put me down and now I was laying above Nafees. I was unable to understand what they are going to do with me. Then suddenly Imran came towards my legs and put Nafees’ Dick to my Ass hole. I once again plead them to not fuck me in the ass hole and also to open my hands and feet. But they even didn’t bother to answer me and just kept what they were doing already.

Then Imran set Nafees’ Lund at the opening of my ass hole and forced it to enter into my tunnel. Nafees also forced it to help Imran. I cant do any thing except crying which I did.

ME: “Uuuuuuffffff aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, please aisa math kero.. oooooooohhh aahh meri gand waiiii. Deko thum jo kaho gay main keroon gi magar mujay azad ker do pleaseeee. Chaho meri gand maro ya meri choot ya pir mera moon main kuch nahi kahoon gi magar please thorra aaram se.” ( Uuuuuuuufffffff aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh please don’t do that. Oooooohhhhhhh aahh my asss waiiii. Look what ever you will say I will do but please release me. Fuck me in my ass hole or in pussy and fuck my mouth, I will say nothing but please do all these gently.)

But they seem not to be perturbed by my begging. Nafees’ dick has now completely entered into my tight ass tunnel, and he was no moving his Lun in and out in my gand. Khalid sat behind my head. He pulled my face back ward with forceably pulling my hairs and then he entered his dick in my mouth and started fucking my muth. Imran once again started playing with my tits but very harshly. While Kashif set his Lund at my Choot hole and pulled it inside my soft, wet pussy.

My whole body was now throbbing with pain which this raw fucking was giving me. They were at the same time tearing apart all my three holes with there monster dicks and also teasing my boobs. I was in much pain initially as there was unbearable pressure at my Choot (Pussy0 and Gand (Ass hole) at the same time. Nafees’ Lund was moving relatively slow inside my ass hole but I clearly felt that his dick has stretched my ass tunnel to it last extent, and Kashif was giving fast and hard strokes inside my pussy, and I could feel both Dicks touching each other inside me except that a small potion of my flesh was in-between them.

Khalid was the most ruthless. He was fucking my mouth deep till my throught as he had grasped my hairs in his fist. His Dick was entering inside my mouth till his testes touches at my face. Imran was still playing with my boobs.

After few minutes they changed their positions. Now Imran was fucking my mouth while Khalid was tearing my pussy. Nafees exchanged his place with Kashif and now kashif was fucking my ass hole and Nafees was playing with my tits. I now used to this raw fuck and was enjoying and they also realized that I am now enjoing now, so they offer me after few minutes fucking me in those positions.

KHALID: (While fucking my Pussy) “Kia khyaal hay dosto, ub is rand ko kol na lain. Mujay lagtha hay ye ub koi masla nahi banaye gi.” (What do you suggest buddies I think we should now free hands and feet of this whore because I think she will now not make any difficulty for us.)

All the other three guys agreed with Khalid. Then they all vacated my all holes and opened my hands and feet. I thanked them and assured that now I will also enjoy with them. Then, Imran layed down with his dick standing straight up, they asked me to set my pussy at his dick and take it in. I obeyed them, set my cunt at Imran’s Lund and then sat at it taking his Lun to its full length inside my Choot. Nafees and Kashif stood in front of my face and they ordered me to open my mouth. As I did that, they both shoved their wet dicks in my mouth and they both were fucking my already fucked mouth with two dicks at the same time.

Khalid, one the other hand, ordered me to took my keep my hips back ward so that he could ram his dick inside my ass hole. I also obeyed him, and he shoved his hard dick in side my wide open ass hole and kept moving his dick inside it. Now once again they were banging me in my entire holes and this time I had two dicks in my mouth at same time. After banging me in this position for about 10 for minutes they all ejaculated their sperms inside my all three holes. Meantime, I orgasm 3 times during this rough fuck and all my holes were leaking mix juice of my own and also theirs.

After that rough encounter, we all rested for about half hour. They all said sorry me for their behavior but they said that they were unable to resist my sexy body. I proved much generous and said that I liked all this at the end, and I will love to be fuck by them or any one among them in the future. I left Imran’s home at the promise that in future I will remain as their personal rand and slut and they will be allowed to bang me like a bitch when ever they desire so, and also when ever I like to be fucked by them they will be available to me. I hope you liked my story. Follow this website or subscribe to read more sex stories in english.

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