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Sexy encounter between Uttam and Kajal

Posted on March 30, 2010 12:00 PM, Filed under Incest

It was a pretty normal Saturday morning. I was home for my break from college and was pretty bored. Most of my friends, both from college and ones I was still in touch with from high school either had managed to find a better place to be for break. I’m Joyesh, now a 26 year old engineer.

I was adopted as a child due to an abusive and neglectful single-mother into a family with two other children, a now 28 year old brother named Uttam and a currently 24 year-old sister, kajal. The story is when I was in college final year I’m was 21 then. Kajal was a junior college. I had always gotten along very well with her, even when we were kids.

In fact, we had gotten along well enough that many people, questioned our behavior. It’s true, we were perhaps “too” comfortable with one another. Whenever Kajal had tension in her back, she came to me for a backrub – to help with the effectiveness of the massage, she would usually remove her top while I did the work.

There was of course questionable behavior as well, such as putting lotion on one another without shying away from certain areas and advising one another on swim suit and underwear shopping, and we also said “I love you” to each other more than a normal brother and sister would. Despite all this behavior, I had never been sexually attracted to Kajal.

She was fucking gorgeous of course, my parents had apparently had the genes to produce those two gorgeous children that the whole town stares at. I was 6’1″ with the V-body shape, a rugged face, etc. Kajal was the female equivalent, 5’5″, slender toned legs, perfectly-cut ass, a face that could melt even my father, 34 breasts and incredible golden skin.

And so even with this incredible appearance, of course, I hadn’t ever thought about Kajal in a sexual way, after all, I had been adopted at a young age, so I considered her my sister as much as a girl biologically related to me. As I found out on this morning, she didn’t feel the same way. I couldn’t blame her, I was pretty good-looking.

I guess I’m what people would describe as a “pretty-boy.” I have a semi-athletic build with great abs, pecs, and arms, but nothing that would be on a magazine cover. I also had eyes that I’d used to melt high school girls, college girls, and even teachers to go along with a smile that could invent a term called something like “smile-fucking” It was just teasing and seductive.

Anyways, that Saturday morning I woke up around 9 and went downstairs to make myself some coffee, wearing just my pajama pants with my cock semi-hard from an arousing dream. I strolled into the kitchen and found my pretty little sister standing there in her robe with her regular glass of orange juice, and a toasted bread, talking on the phone.

She smiled and jumped forward to hug me as I walked in. I embraced her tightly. College was amazing, but of course, I did miss my little sister, I worried about her being lonely. She was beautiful, but didn’t really have the attitude of one of the “popular” girls. Guys always hit on her and she didn’t really know how to react, so they often gave up on her and went to someone easier,

although less attractive. I got my sister though, I understood her, so did her one ex boyfriend. Just one, somehow. Anyways, I’m pretty sure she felt that I was semi-hard when she hugged me because she jumped a bit when it brushed against lower stomach. I was a bit embarrassed but we had walked in on one another masturbating before,

and were very touchy with each other so obviously it wasn’t the first time this sort of thing had happened. I smiled and kissed her on the forehead, as any brother would do to such an adorable little sister, before pouring myself my coffee. I walked back upstairs and sat down at my laptop, checking facebook to see if my girlfriend had replied to my message about how much I missed her.

I checked my e-mail and the box scores from the night before as well before turning on the TV to sports center. About 10 minutes later, Kajal burst in, throwing herself at me, cuddling against me. “I miss you, bro!” I hugged her close. Cuddling like this was another thing that many people might disapprove of when it comes to our behaviour,

it got to be pretty sexual at times, with my hands roaming down her lower back, her hands across my chest, and her legs across me. “I miss you too, Kajal ! When are you going to visit me up there?” “Mom doesn’t want me to, but I think dad will let me if I ask him when she’s not around. I miss you all the time, Joyesh !” she said, clinging to me.

Suddenly, I realized she had tears streaming down her face. ” Kajal! What happened? I’ve been gone the whole year already, don’t cry! You didn’t cry over fall or winter break! !” “Yes, I did. You just didn’t see…” she sobbed into my shoulder. I pulled on her hips so that she wound up on top of me, straddling me. I held her head between my hands and wiped her tears away.

Kajal come on. I’m only a couple hours away. You can call me anytime and I check facebook a couple times a day. If you ever really needed me I could take a bus down and be here before the end of the day. I’m still your brother, I’m still always here for you, I still love you.” I said, stroking her hair. “I love you, ” she said, her eyes drying and her cute smile returning.

With that, she ambushed me, tickling my sides while sitting on top of me, thrilled at her mischief. I bucked and pushed her off of me. “Oh you’re in so much trouble now, sis!” I shouted as I grabbed her and started tickling her sides right back. She tried to push me away but I pinned her against the wall, holding her wrists in one of my hands.

She screeched and writhed, until eventually she kicked me in the stomach, hard. I staggered backwards onto my back, coughing. “What the FUCK, Kajal?” I shouted, through my wheezing. “I’m sorry! I told you to stop!” she exclaimed, “Are you ok?” She put her hand to my bare stomach, does it hurt when I touch it? “No, it just hurts period,” I growled, regaining my breath.

“I’m sorry,!” she said, rubbing my stomach. “It’s ok, Kajal,” I said, forcing a smile, knowing she felt terrible. She continued to rub my abs, but sensually. “It’s ok,” I repeated, wondering why she was still touching me. She moved her hand up from my abs to my chiselled pecs, looking me in the eyes with a look that I’d seen from her at times before.

“What are you doing, Kajal?” I asked. “I think you should stop,” I added as she straddled me again, running both hands over my chest. “Come on, Kajal, this doesn’t even tickle,” I said, in denial. She bent over, laying a huge kiss on me, probing her tongue into my mouth wildly, looking for mine. I pushed her away abruptly, “What the fuck, Kajal?” I demanded.

“Oh, come on,! You know you want this! We both do! I want it so bad!” she shouted back at me, starting to gyrate her hips against my crotch. “Get off, Kajal, we can’t do this. Cuddling, being playful is one thing…” I started before she interrupted me with another kiss. I let her go at it for a split second longer before pushing her away this time.

But she wasn’t interested in that. She dove right back in, grabbing the back of my head with both hands and holding me to her. I tried to push her away by her shoulders but she had managed to wrap her amazing legs around me and was holding on for dear life, exploring the deepest parts of my mouth and throat with her tongue, moaning and slurping wildly.

Even against my own instincts, I had started to become aroused. I tried to push her away again but with my vision impaired by her face and hair, inadvertently ended up feeling her breasts. She moaned loudly, humping me. I knew this was wrong, but it felt so good. She was getting me very hard, and she could tell. She was holding on for dear life with her legs, arms and hands.

She pulled away from the kiss and started licking my neck and chest wildly, she had gone crazy. I knew my sister had the potential to be a total slut, but I also knew she wasn’t, yet here she was acting like it. By now, my guard was basically down, I was into it, I was aroused, and ten years of memories of us flirting had run through my mind, realizing that this was inevitable.

But I thought of my girlfriend who I loved with all my heart, I couldn’t do this, I can’t cheat on her, let alone with my sister. As if reading my thoughts, Kajal blurted out “Don’t worry about her, this will be our secret,” she moaned before kissing me again. This time I returned her tongue motions, an action which drove her wild, she knew that she had won me over.

She pulled away abruptly, peeling off her tank top and grinning at my reaction. Her tits were perfect, large but not too big, perfectly proportioned and firm, tan like the rest of her. I reached up, grabbing them widlly, attacking them. I yanked her bra down, sucking on her nipples, rubbing her tits, slurping all over her.

She screeched in pleasure, unhooking her bra and letting it fall off. I started to return her dry-humping motions, she moaned loudly, feeling my now rock-hard member crashing through two layers of fabric against the outside of her vagina. I felt her up wildly, and made out with her for a couple minutes, dry humping and sucking her tits until she started to moan like crazy,

moans that turned into screams as I felt her shake and climax. I pushed her away for a moment. “You had better not fucking say you can’t do this now,” she said sternly. “Kajal, you’re my sister…” I started. “You’re fucking adopted!” she shouted back. “But…” “Shuttup!” she shouted, pushing herself back off of me and yanking my shorts down to reveal my fully stiff,

rock hard 7 inch member. She moaned loudly, grabbing it and stroking it wildly, looking straight up at me. I moaned loudly. ” Kajal stop.” I said, my voice shaking. ” Kajal STOP!” I shouted at her. She just growled wildly before sucking ravenously on my balls while jacking me off furiously. “I swear to god you’re going to fuck me while you’re home, Joy.

You can make it easy or you can make it hard.” she shouted. “For god’s sake, Kajal, you’re my sister ” Kajal…” I said, weakening, looking down at her beautiful eyes and giving up. She grinned, continuing the great blowjob she had started. She bobbed her head on my cock wildly, gagging as my cock hit the back of her throat.

She pulled off, sucking on my balls again while stroking the shaft. “Oh… fuckkkk” I groaned, leaning my head back. For another few minutes, Kajal jacked me off furiously, sucked on my cock ravenously, and screeched at me to cum all over her. And after those few minutes, I knew I was about to. I sat up, she adjusted herself and started to deep throat my cock over and over, moaning wildly.

“OHHH FUCK! YEahhhhhh Kajal you ! ohhhhhh” I moaned. I sighed to her, pushing her head back towards my cock. She grinned, sucking on the head wildly while running her hand up and down the shaft so fast her fingers were a blur. I moaned wildly, almost shouting as I gently pushed her head further down my cock, “I’m gonna’ cum, Kajal !” I shouted.

“MMMMMMMMMMM” she moaned as she deep throated me one more time before pulling off and rubbing my cock wildly between her hand and her tits. I screamed as my cock sent out huge jets of semen all over her tits and face. She grinned at the shocked ex-pression on my face as she straddled me again.

“What?” she said, smiling innocently, having wiped the cum off of her face. “Holy shit, Kajal,” I said. “You owe me now,” she said sternly, looking right at me. I grinned, holding her head in my hands, kissing her romantically. She moaned, more out of love than out of sexual pleasure, we were kissing a lot slower this time around, it was my style as oppose to her inexperienced excuse for one.

Then without warning, I sped things up, making out with her wildly and attacking her tits again. I reached down inside her short shorts and started to rub the outside of her vagina. “ahhu hhh” she gasped as her vagina was touched by the first person. I grinned, inserting my middle finger into her opening and starting to stroke slowly.

She started to pant, through our make out, breathing heavily and rubbing my still hard member slowly. I pulled away from the kiss and looked her straight in the eyes as I sped up my pace with my fingering, holding the back of her head with my other hand and thrusting wildly into her vagina. “AHHHH OHHHHH UHHHHH” she moaned, throwing her head back.

I held her head sternly, rotating it back down and making her look right at me as I hooked two fingers now inside her pussy, hitting her g-spot. She screamed, loud and without worry. For the next couple minutes I fingered her to two orgasms, both of which she writhed, screamed, and flailed through.

I pushed her off of me and onto her back, positioning my mouth at her drenched cunt and grinning up at her. “Ohh my god…” she sighed, slowly feeling her own tits. I grinned, as I pulled her shorts off her long and beautiful legs. “Make me scream!” she shouted at me, “EAT ME!” I didn’t disappoint, diving my tongue inside her and tongue fucking her right away, lunging back and forth.

“AHHHHHH! OHHHHH YEAHAHH MYYYY GOD FUCKK YES EAT ME ! EAT YOUR SISTER! ” she shouted, already getting close to cumming. I licked her labia wildly, shoving fingers back into her and flicking her cute little clit wildly. ” She erupted into a waterfall of fluids. I dove right back in, sucking on her fully exposed clit, still fingering her.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she continued to scream, I grinned, inserting my tongue into her vagina again and grabbing one of her breasts, pinching the nipple roughly, holding her other hand in my other hand, I directed it towards her clit. I had increased the pace of my attack inside her as well.

she screamed, pulling my head into her cunt and humping me wildly as she squirted out an incredible orgasm, shaking wildly and screaming. I pulled away from her convulsing body “W-w-haat’s-s th-that?” she asked, shaking. I grinned, my sister was so innocent, so naive, so needing to be fucked. I laid on top of her, she was still shaking.

“I’m going to fuck you, Kajal “Fuckkk yeahh,” she sighed, kissing me wildly again. I positioned the head of my 7 inch long, 3 inch around, cock at her entrance, rubbing the outside of her pussy with it. She moaned wildly, hissing and humping me, begging me to put it in.

I pulled her into a deep make out session, our tongues licked each others wildly before I slammed my cock into her, all in one thrust. She pulled away from the kiss… “FUUUUUUAAAAAAAACK!” she screamed, pain and pleasure painting her face as she writhed, her legs shaking, her hands scratching my back and neck, grippping me violently.

I grinned at her, pulling out slowly and pushing all the way back in. The look on her face cannot be described. I started to thrust into her slowly but steadily. “Uhhhh yeahahhhhhh ohhhh god” she sighed, having never been filled. I grit my teeth, she was tighter than any vagina I could have ever imagined. It was amazing.

“Ohhh Kajal you’re sooo fucking tight. I shouted at her as I increased my pace a lot, hitting a steady pace that left the room filled with shrieks and slaps of my balls against her ass. Her long nails were inflicting pretty deep wounds in my back, but to make her pay I increased my pace even more, almost getting to where I’d be fucking any other girl.

I had to grit my teeth though because she was far tighter than other women I’d been with. This pace was driving her crazy though. She shrieked over and over, out of control. I reached down, wrapping one of her legs around my waist. She brought the other one around, hooking her heels together and pulling me into her even harder.

she shrieked, I felt her pussy spamming wildly and her legs shook, convulsing, her heels came unhooked as she dug her nails deeper than ever into my back. I rolled over, letting her be on top for a while. She started to bounce wildly, shrieking and moaning, her face full of pleasure. She placed her hands back on my breast again, screaming as she rubbed them and rode me like crazy.

I was rubbing her breasts wildly and spanking her. She gave a start at the first spank before slapping me hard in the chest, leaving a red hand print and riding me cruelly. “OHHHHHHH Kajal !” I shouted. She loved that I was yelling back at her. I started to thrust up into her to meet her every bounce.

She was out of this world, her head thrown back, her words inaudible, her moans echoing off the walls. she shrieked over and over, throwing her head back and forth, bouncing on me like a pogo stick with every meeting of our thrusts causing both of us to moan. She reached down and started to rub her clit again while riding me wildly.

I thrust up into her like a madman as she shrieked, her whole body convulsing. She managed to lift herself off of my cock as she had another crazy squirting orgasm again, convulsing like wild her arms lost support and she fell onto my thighs, her wild cunt squirting all over me, her screaming. I was drenched.

I looked at her, she grinned, clearly getting more from this then she ever had expected. “Ohhhhhhhh wow…” she sighed, leaning her head back. I was in the zone now, I didn’t care that Kajal was my sister anymore. I grabbed Kajal around the thighs and picked her up, standing her up, she bent over, her hands gripping my desk as I positioned myself at her entrance again.

She looked back at me, she was still charged up somehow. she screamed back at me as I started to enter her. I slammed into her as hard as I could, she bucked before starting to slam back into me. I was going as fast as I could right away this time. I grabbed onto her hips and pulled her back even harder against my every thrust.

She had laid her head down on the desk, raising her ass and screaming as her legs started to shake wildly. I reached around and grabbed her clit between two fingers, rubbing it like crazy, jacking it off as if it were a tiny cock. This sent her over the edge. I felt another waterfall of fluids rush out of her, I pulled out to let them out and then slammed right back in.

She was out of this world, I cannot describe the noises she was making, but even with my window closed, I’m sure you could hear her outside the house. I rubbed her clit and filled her pussy for what seemed like hours. In reality it was only five minutes, but she was absolutely crying out with orgasms. I cannot remember how many times she came.

Finally, I felt myself getting close to going over the edge. I increased my pace even more, resembling a jackhammer as I unleashed all the power in my hips on her poor tight cunt. she screamed at the top of her lungs before having another huge climax, this one bringing her to her knees.

My cock popped out as she fell down, I quickly squeezed the top of the head to buy myself another minute. She looked up at me, grinning. I bent down and picked her up, throwing her back on the bed and spreading her legs. I told her to reach up with her hands and hold her feet so that her legs were sticking straight up in the air.

She was flexible enough and I slammed into her with lost abandon. As soon as I did, she knew why I had told her to do it, I was hitting her g-spot relentlessly she shrieked as I attacked her g-spot with wild thrusts. she shrieked, pushing her hips up against me as she continued to hold onto her feet for dear life,

her knuckles were going white because her whole body was convulsing so strongly that it made it hard to keep her grip. I grabbed her ass and pulled her as far down my shaft as I could as I slammed into her as fast and hard as any girl I’d ever been with. This was too crazy, I had come to my senses despite still thrusting like a madman and doing everything else in the world to her.

Suddenly, her legs clamped around my lower back, pulling me back into her as deep as possible while I was still thrusting. She was out of control, flailing her arms, hitting me, scratching me, licking me, but most importantly trapping me, I had stopped thrusting but it was too late, she was slamming her hips up,

rubbing her pussy up around my cock as she pulled me back in with her legs. I was struggling to get free but I knew it was too late, I was… already… ejaculating. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I shouted at the top of my lungs as the best climax I’d ever had shot into my sister’s pussy. “YESSSS YESSSSSSSSS !

the feeling of my hot liquids blasting into her and sticking to her insides had set her off again, shaking, convulsing, holding me for dear life with arms and legs, just as we had started, shrieking and screaming. I couldn’t help now that I was already cuming but start slamming into her again.

I grabbed her ass with both hands, slamming into her again with all my might, mercilessly pounding her tiny little pussy. She was looking at me with a look of absolute desperation as she was now just cumming like a faucet, she was having a massive chain of orgasms that had her writhing, flailing, screaming louder than ever. I couldn’t believe how good this sex was.

I picked her up, carrying her around the room, fucking her like mad, furious at her for making me cum inside her. I slammed her against walls, set her on desks and destroyed her, threw her back on the bed and thrust madly until she was begging me to stop. I pulled out, my cock starting to go soft.

I had just blasted the biggest load of my life, had the best sex of my life, in and with my little sister. Who wasn’t on birth control. She had made me do it. I looked over at this incredibly sexy thing laying next to me. She was passed out, she had done so during my last furious attack on her in my anger and rage.

I licked her whole body up and down, rubbing my cock against her and abusing her beautiful body for a while. She moaned through her semi-conscious state. I ate her out slowly for a little while to help soothe her aching pussy before laying down next to her.

Well, she was probably going to be pregnant, but we could worry about that in the future. At least for this week I was going to have the best fuck buddy of my life, and I was going to make her pay for what she did….Oh was I… (humandigest, 2010)

chinnu having sex with jaanu

Hi guys, Plz forgive me if my English is bad. This is jaanu(not real) a 23 yr old guy from Bangalore. Am going to tell u a true incident which took place in my. This is not completely a sex story it’s a luv story wit some sort of sex involved. One who r here to read sex stories can switch on to someother story & its my kind request. Ok guys I was a student of engg & my chinnu is also engg student from different branch when this incident happened. She’s from village but never wanted to show up that while talking.. even she dressed like normal city gal.. She’s of 5.2” in height & her face is quite big& looked cute only sometimes.. Don’t know abt her figure.. At the end of 2nd yr we met each other officially. (b4 that I ve seen her many times because we had few common frnds) & she was so friendly to each other. Its because of cell phone We became frnds in very short period ( to be frank I was in luv with some other gal x at that time & I believ its also a true one & ofcourse single sided & 1 more gal loved me but its 4m her side & I liked her). ofcourse she’s my best frnd n I shared each 7 every thing with her. My chinnu always asked abt me n x & also helped in few things..

As it was one sided luv I proposed x & got negative response.. I became so depressed & that time chinnu helped me lot & she started loving me.. I too started liking her.. we became so close that we feared that we may have to leav each other so I asked her to marry me.. She really dumbfolded fa an instance & agreed readily.. We went to banglore to see her frnd at that time I asked her fa a kiss.. But she didn’t allow me to kiss her.. She just let me to put my hands over her waist, but after repeated forcing she agreed & let me to kiss her fore finger. After a week she was in reference hall, reading fa exams.. I was at home said her while chatting through sms that am feeling to kiss her on her lips.. But she said I can kiss only to her forehead as a symbol of care.. So I went to reference & as were no one except few guys I kissed her on her forehead, eyes, nose & cheeks,, Again asked her to kiss me she did the same… Then she said she wants to read so go back home &let her read.. but I said b4 going I wanna kiss her again so she agreed but this time along with her cheeks I planted my kiss on her lips.. She got shock.. she was happy even thought felt bad fa that..Then we kissed many times when we got chance, then hugging became common. Then once while hugging I put my hands on her hips.. She resisted that.. then French kiss all became common.. But I was very eager to explore her body so I wanted to touch her belly button & waist.. Initially she didn’t agree but because of my force she agreed.. None of our got a hint of our love & sexual acts.. On my birthday she gave me a gift that I cant forget. She allowed me to touch her boobs (only on her salwar) which I squeezed n bite her nipples kissed.. She was a perfect smoocher… She liked my lips more than any part n my body.. Once we went to a Tamil movie (we both dnt knw tamil) where Ias usually touched her belly naked.. But I got some courage & tried to move up near her boobs. She allowed me to squeeze her boobs upon bra.. When I tried to enter her bra she resisted lot.. But finally I succeeded & touched her nipples & even took entire boob(right one) n squeezed. But after that incident both got depressed fa what happened there in theatre.. I consoled her & said it’s not a sin & all then she got convinced.. She was my wife. I loved her lot more than my life. Then once I took her to my sisters place, introduced her to my sis.. But I kept touching chinnu behind her… In final sem we had project fa that I stayed at Banglore & she was doing her project in college.. Once she came to Banglore I took her to show my room. I was not able to control my sexual desires I removed all my clothes except undeawear.. She was looking at my bulge in shock..She touched that over undie.. Then I took her in my arms & took her to bed.. I layed on her slept on her & continuously explored her mouth fa abt 10 min.. Then I kissed her face, neck, boobs,till toes.

I lifted her kameez till her boobs & fa first time I saw her boobs under her white bra.. she not allowed me to remove her bra & I also not forced as I thought she will be mine only… But I kissed her nipples, boobs over her bra n& bited her nipples bit roughly so she moaned in pain.. Fa me she was looking cute but today I felt her like a child.. I loved her lot… Then we both watched a blue film(mysore Mallige) she never saw such a thing before she got shy & excited.. In that movie d gal gave his guy a blow job & he fucked her well.. His shots made my gal to fear that I also may fuck her roughly like in movie.. I convinced her that I wont use her roughly & will fuck only when she feel less pain as possible.. Then I came behind her hugged tightly, she turned herself to me then I inserted my hands under her pant & panties this time she didn’t resisted… We kept kissing again fa long time.. Then we both dressed up.. I served her milk & left to our native,.. We used to chat sexily where I was telling her to remove her dress, press her boobs, insert her fingers by thinking her finger as my dick this way we got marry mentally & I started her calling as my wife.. Our love was increasing day by day.. I called her home when I was alone & my family members were out of station.. Same thing happened what happened in room… we both enjoyed lot.. After that our graduation completed she got a job nearby her village & I came to banglore.. We both became busy but we always used to talk over phone fa hours together But it decreased as she stopped messaging me, by saying she’s busy.. But me and my frnds thought to go fa an outing to Manglore.. In our team there was a couple except us & nobody knew about us.. Then while going we just slept together without much action.. there we stayed fa two days enjoyed lot in beaches.. She liked watching across the beach & it sun was almost disappeared she kissed me more than 20 times while waliking & asked me to kiss her again & again.. I dnt know how she gained that courage to kiss me in public.. I was scared that day to be frank.. Then we came to room & slept.. In the morning I came to her & slept beside her.. I took her hand, she touched my dick nakedly fa first tim.. She liked that very much & kept surveying the size of it (mine is almost 6-6.5” long with 3” girth) That day she touched my dick fa two more times.. We checked out the lodge in the night & got into bus.. As we didn’t get reservation we found hard to get seat.. But luckily we got seat in a Rajahamsa bus but we got seat in the last where 4 of us sat together… As bus started moving I took her hand in my hand & wa s very happy to spend two day & night with her.. the lights of the bus were switched off after sometime.. I felt to kiss her I saw everyone & my frnds beside me found them asleep then I kissed her lips & started exploring her mouth.. Then I put my hands all over her upper portion & was feeling her.. She took my hand & kept it over her vagina over the pant.. I was out of control by such a romantic moment & unhooked her pant & put my fingers under her panties, directly into her cunt. She moaned sexily while inserted my two fingers inside it.. Pushed my finger to & fro but didn’t push finger more deep as I didn’t wanted to tear her virginity… She enjoyed it lot and even she cummed fastly.. again I did the same thing… She took my dick n touched it gently… Fa sometime we enjoyed sex … I didnt know when I slept And when I opened my eyes we were about to reach Bangalore.. I went to office directly from bus stand & she left to her village.. In the evening when I called her she was depressed because f my act of touching her pussy.. She even cried.. I too was depressed… I was not able to convince her but I said u r still a virgin & am going to marry u… Then somewhat I convinced her..After few months chinnu’s frnd introduced me her colleague over a phone..

After that We started chatting & it turned to sex chat in very short time.. She was such a bitch that she started calling me to have sex in real within two days of our intro.. But I realized my mistake & asked her not to call again.. Fa that she said everything to Chinnu’s frnd & she said everything to chinu.. my chinnu lost trust on me.. I think she cried fawhole day.. Then asked her to forgive me & promised her that am not going to involve in such things.. She said she’ll forgive me when she slap me when we meet.. In next meet she slapped too.. But forgave me fa my mistake… Then I left my job to do masters, had been to many places across India.. once I visited Taj Mahal & called her from there & said I love you many times & said how much I missed her. She was very happy & she too said I love u lot many times…Then I bought Tajmahal fa her and a dress material fa her… When I returned to Banglore I called her to meet me at station itself while coming someone stole my Taj mahal I left over with dress material.. I gave her that n she felt happy… Then she started messaging me very rarely and calls were also reduced..After two months visit ti TAj One day I called her & asked she said she’s not loving me now N wanna be just a frnd.. N said she doesn’t have trust on me now..After 15 days her sister came to know abt us & also her cousin.. She completely left me while on other hand I still love her madly. She gave my flirting as a reason(I stopped that flirting before six months completely) fa leaving me.. We broke up In Nov 2009.. Our 3.8 yrs love came to an end.. In the end she hurt me lot.. But now as I think she’s loving a guy.. She continuously changing her no to get rid of me… Even today I want her to come back & am asking her for a last chance.. Still she’s my wife, my lover & my best frnd.. She will remain in my heart as my best frnd till I die… I still wanna marry her even though our castes r different. Now tell me wat u wanna tell both of us. (Humandigest, 2010)

Hardcore story about me, my cousin and her friend

This was a real incident which took place at my cousins house in kerala in 1996. Now lets start with what happened. I live in Madras and I have never been to kerala so I always wanted to go there and I got a chance to go to one of my relations place. These people were distantly related to me and anyways to the story.

My relations lived in a village and near a fishing hamlet but there s was a seperate house if you have been to kerala you would have noticed houses are far away from each other and ours was a little away from the fishing hamlet.

In the house which I lived there was two gals supposedly like cousins and their mother who I used to call aunty both the gals were married with kids they stayed here because their husbands were in the gulf working. Aunty s husband was in kerala but working in a different district he used to come home every weekend. He was the one who was related but I dont know how now this place was a real village and there were very few street lights although houses had lights beyond a certain area it was only forests, outskirts I would say. There were no toilets and bathrooms if one was to have a bath he had a bathroom outside his house and the water just ran behind the house into space outside where trees and palnts were. Men usually bathe near the well so this was the village like and i forgot to mention no toilets everyone used to go to some places behind the bushes I dont know were exactly. We were near the forest and so the behind of our house was the pathway to the forest we used to go there.

I seemed to like all this as it was interesting to me I like going out to the forest just as an adventure so all this was really fun but I was not in for some thing like that I went to kerala during the rainy season but still I used to on short trips into the forests I was to stay here for a month it was my uncle who took me there to stay.when monday came he left in the evening only because of the rain.
Now the elder daughter had one child and the younger daughter 2 children the older one s name was chameli and the younger one leena.

I used to watch movies, play with chameli and leena s kids, go out to the forests when it used to just drizzle and even sit watching the rain even for hours aunty was always busy with her work so were chameli and leena with their kids but used to watch movies with me this happened for a week.
It was after a week that we had another person who was going to stay with us and that was Leena s friend chandraki she was a frequent visitor here she lived alone she was also married with a 7 yrs old son her husband was working in a place in Kerala called manjeri she was in a nearby village next to Leena s village this gal was 26 years old about 5″5 a little chubby I cannot judge a appropriate size because its hard to say. Now our house had only two rooms and a kitchen made of tiles there was a room on the outside of the house I used to stay there watching the rain and playing with the kids but not at night.

Another additional person and a child as well so it became hard for everyone and with the rain on one side if you have been to kerala you would know how it rains. Soon I learnt from leena that chandraki s husband was a drunkard and came home only once a month and every month she used to come here for 2 weeks she said chandraki was from a rich family but,Her brother cheated her after her parents died of her father s money and property.

We used to watch movies on a t.v together or we used to chat otherwise but to venture outside was really hard because of the rain.

Now one afternoon at about 2.30 we were watching t.v. that was leena, chameli and chandraki and the children. I wanted to go to the toilet now it was raining heavily and as I said before we have to go to the forest which was behind our house it was raining really hard. So I took an umbrella and a bucket of water I was just about to start when chandraki said I also want to go to the toilet and we have one umbrella I will come with you.

I agreed leena did’nt say anything so we started walking she then told me we can go a little more inside the forest there is a broken old house where no one lives we shall go there because we cant sit under trees because of the rain I said ok. We reached the old house but only a few walls were there with trees and plants growing all over it most of the roofing was broken there was only one place were we could shelter ourselves from the rain anyway so I was not in for an encounter because I had alot of sex with different gals. So I told her you stay here I ll go behind the wall and I have the umbrella she said ok.

I had on shorts and a banian she had on a churidhar top and a sari pavadai (an indian outfit) so anyway I went behind it was difficult I had pull my shorts down but there was water down and it was difficult so I went back inside she had removed her pavadai but still had her churidhar top on she asked I said there is water outside and its raining really heavy she said its ok there s enough place here you can go here itself I did nt want my shorts to get wet so I removed it I had my briefs on. She continued her job by lifting only the back of the churidhar I also did the same thing though there was quite some distance. I finished 1st and I had to wash my ass I asked her how to I wash now she said remove your brief so I had no other way but remove my brief she stared at my cock it was semi erect suddenly she said I finished I need the water and came walking to were I was sat next to me and washed her ass she also lifted up her churidhar and tied it to waist I was able to see her pubic hair suddenly she said you have a big cock for a 19 year old boy it was not fully erect yet she asked me you wannna see my thing I kept quiet she came brought her cunt about say a foot away from my face and said see as she moved her pubic hair to show me her clit she said want your cock to go in by this time my cock was fully erect 7and1\2 inches she held it and started to suck it she then said her husband never had sex with her for a year and a half she was starved I slowly started rubbing her boobs and started kisssing her on her lips it felt warm in the cold. courtesy of (exbii,2009)

Sex at the age of 58

My name is Salil and I am a 58 year old Gujarati executive from Mumbai. I am a fit person health wise, as I exercise, do yoga and eat right and keep myself active as far as my life style is concerned. I am sure all of you might be astonished by my age and may be wondering that I am just trying to fake with my age, but in real life I am 58 years old. I still believe that a human being can have an active sex life at any age.
Generally I am busy with my work and travel a lot around the world. My policy in life is not to live till 100 years without a sex life, but instead I’ll live 50 years by having a highly active sex life. One thing I never understood about my charm that I find women are easily attracted to me.When I was a young I had realized that I had a mole on my on the foreskin of my penis, later in my life I learned that the person will have a fulfilling sex life and will have more than one sex partner, which absolutely came out true in my later life when my sex life was even with women other than my wife. One thing I must say that being a successful man helps you to get women, no matter how old you are. Whenever I have a good interaction with a decent women, then it leads her to my bed and eventually to sex. Current I am enjoying my sex life with my 35 year old married lady, who is wife of one of my business associate’s.
Therefore, I am keeping my girlfriend’s name secret, as you all will understand the reason for discreet name.My girlfriend Nekta (name changed) is a 35 year old Sindhi lady who is happily married for past 10 years and have a 7 year old child. Nekta is a very fashionable lady with shoulder length dark brown highlighted hair, she has a light wheatish skin tone that makes her look very sexy. Now about Nekta’s figure she has a great physique with well toned body shape, probably with a figure 36-33-38 figure. Even after she is married and has a child, I can say that she has maintained her looks and physique in an excellent manner. I have been having sex affair with Nekta from past 3 months and to be clear with all my readers, Nekta and me are just having sex affair and she and I have no intentions to break her family. Basically her hubby is very friendly with me socially and thats how Nekta and me know eachother closely. One time Nekta was waiting for her hubby at my place and we had great conversation with eachother, as Nekta knew me for a long time and she was not shy of me at all. In the conversation with her sexy looks she asked, “Salil I wonder your wife must be lucky,as you are a handsome looking matured man?, I would have had no problem being your wife, if I was single”, Nekta said and smiled. At that time I smiled and said to her, “Nekta, I am married, but still women want me at this mature age, is’nt that weird”. She looked at me and said, “Salil you are rich, charming person with good looks and perfect physique even at the age of 58, so women will get charmed by you”. There was a moment of silence and hesitation in both of us to speak the next step.
Then jokingly I said, “Nekta are you attracted to me and started laughing”, Nekta blushed and said, “Yes Amit, I am, if you like me then you can say it to me., but keep it a secret from my hubby, as I want to have my own fun filled life”. Nekta mentioned that her life with her hubby is happy, but she would like to explore new things and add spice to her life in a fun way. Friends how can I say no to a young sexy lady who wants a handsome old man like me. I smiled at Nekta and gave her a kiss on her cheek, she laughed at me and said, “Salil common you can kiss me on my lips.” I was really overwhelmed, as I never thought that I would ever have an affair with Nekta, though always I had the lucky charm of attracting women. Now I held Nekta in my arm and kissed her on lips for few minutes. Then Nekta told me, that as her hubby was expected to come, so we should be decent. In few minutes her hubby arrived to pick Nekta, we behaved normal in front of him.
The next day I called Nekta on her cell phone and decided to meet up secretly in a Coffee shop. We met in the evening and that where, Nekta mentioned that she always had a fantasy to have fun with a guy double her age and my looks and personality attracted her. I mentioned to Nekta that meeting up in a hotel would be a danger to the secrecy of our affair. Therefore, Nekta agreed to come to my house to have a good time with me, as my wife stays in another city most of the time. Nekta was also had a circle of Kitty party friends, so she had no problem making excuses to leave her house. Nekta and me we met secretly for few days having long conversations and spending romantic moments knowing eachother well in order to get intimate. Few day later I gave her hubby an assignment to fly to Europe for business. Now he flew out on Friday early morning for a week and that was the night when we planned to start our sex life. Nekta decided to come to my house at 7pm after leaving her child at one of her friend’s house, so she could enjoy the whole night.

Now I came home from office by 5pm and freshened up and from 6pm onwards I was excited, as my thick manhood was getting to enter Nekta’s vagina. My penis has become very sensitive with my aging process, as my penis gets ticklish sensation inside a vagina. At 7:15pm, my door bell rang and when I opened and saw Nekta standing in front of me wearing a gorgeous blue salwar-kurta, with blue nail paint on her long nails and with a white platform heel shoe on her feet.
She also had a designer bindi on her forehead, just looking like a sexy young lady Now we both sat on the sofa and spended some romantic moments talking and drank some beer. Now after an hour, I kissed Nekta and asked her, “Nekta darling, bedroom mein chale?”, she smiled in a naughty way and said, “Yes sweety lets go”. Nekta sat on my bed and I closed all the windows and curtains in my bedroom. Fortunately, I live on the 11th floor and the walls are sound proof, so there was no risk of anyone hearing us. Now I sat on the bed and held Nekta’s chin and my lips touched her soothing moist lips and in no second we were kissing eachother on lips and we slowly went into French kissing with our tongues exploring our mouth.Ah it was just like heaven.Now Nekta said, ” Salil darling u are a good kisser” and by saying this we again started French kissing and my hands slowly went to her thighs and now she took my hands off softly and said,”Well friends I am sure you all can very well imagine that how tough it was for my penis to control its erection when I was going to bang Nekta on my bed. Nekta and me we both sat on the bed and we were kissing very passionately. I could feel that she was not only thirsty for sex with a 58 year old guy, but was enjoying my company.Now I removed Nekta’s kurta and her black bra was looking sexy on her boobs.Now Nekta untied her salwar and pulled it down.Oh my! she was looking so hot in her black panty.She had a well shaped physique,.Now we were passionately making love on my bed. Nekta started moaning softly, ‘Ah darling, it feels good’.So,I unhooked her black bra and kissed her boobs and then started licking and sucking her brown pointed nipples and she moaned loudly Ah.I started pressing and kneading Nekta’s sexy round tits and she was enjoying it and was moaning and telling me,’Darling I find you sexy and dirty old man, press and massage my tits,they are really hard,as theres a lot of sex filled in it . I now started kissing all over her soft silky tummy and our bodies had become hot along with heavy breathing.Now I started tickling Nekta’s vagina over her black panty. Now I started circling my index finger on her pussy over her panty. I saw Nekta slowly closed her eyes and was moaning,’Oh, Salil sweety it feels so good, do it, dont stop,’Ouch darling ,choot mein gudgudee ho rahi hai.’ I could smell the female fluid from her pussy,as she was getting wet because of the tingling sensation she was getting in her womanhood due to my tickling. We again started making love, as I was kissing her pinkish lips and she was inserting her tongue in my mouth. I was now coming down to her tummy area and got busy kissing her stomach and this made Nekta really excited and she was moving her legs. Now I took her left smooth silky legs in hands and ran down my lips kissing it. Wow it was smelling Vanilla-Sugar body wash, I was so much turned on by her sweet odor.Slowly I ran down my lips over her panty to kiss and arouse the area in and around her vagina.While I ran down my lips.
I should be saying, Wow! it was an awesome feeling kissing the vaginal area ,as I could smell the sweet female odour from her pussy and her panty was wet near her vaginal opening.Now Nekta pulled me up and planted a kiss on my lips and we were kissing very passionately and in the mean while I again ran down my lips over her silky tummy.Now Nekta was moaning “Uuuummmmm I want more sweety”.Now I slept on my back and Nekta now waved her hairs up sexily and slowly laid her fingers on my underwear and slowly pulled my manhood. As a result my thick manhood popped out and it was hard and also very hot. Nekta said,”Wow! dirty oldman your penis has turned so red”. Well being a fair complexioned man made my penis turn red while I made luv to my married girlfriend on my bed. Now she covered my penis with her sexy lips and was enjoy licking and sucking my manhood like a bar of chocolate.After a a little while she slept on her back and now I removed her panty. Nekta had little bit of trimmed vaginal hairs which always turns me on in a woman.Ohhhh her vagina was so wet and lubricated. Now Nekta spread her legs and in the meantime I was enjoying eating her pussy.I was circling my tongue in and aroung the clit and the pussy lips and loads of salty pussy juice was flowing into my mouth. Now me and Nekta were ready for the real sex action.I spread Nekta’s legs and slided a pillow under her hips and I once again stroked my thick manhood with my fingers and inserted staright into Nekta’s vagina. Aaahhhh it felt so great as I was having sex with a young lady.Now I was moving slowly and kissing her lips passionately.I increased my speed a little bit and Nekta started increasing her moans.I realized that Nekta was very much hot in bed as she was also moving her body along with me to create double pleasure.Now my fat penis was going in and out from Nekta’s vagina so her moans were building up,Oooooohhhhh Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh,Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh,Ohhhhh Salil darling u dirty oldman,.fuck me,Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh.I now increased my speed and by now we both were moaning in great pleasure. I was pumping my penis in and out and Nekta was screaming as hell,Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh,Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh,Aahaaaaahhhhhhh. Now my penis was getting sensitive inside Nekta’s vagina,so I pulled my penis out inorder to avoid ejaculation. The moment I pulled my penis out from her pussy, Nekta grabbed my fat penis and started giving me a blowjob.This was exciting me,as she was also tasting her luv juices too.

By now I was ready to fuck Nekta in another sexual position. Now I slept on my back and Nekta sat on my penis facing me,as a result my penis was in her vagina and now I held Nekta’s hips tight with my both hands and to my feelings it was a tremendous sensation, as my penis was more sensative to women-on-top position. Nekta started moving back and forth inorder to ride on me. Slowly Nekta started stroking her hips, Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh it was a great sensation for my 58 year old penis. I should be honest enough to say that Nekta was so good in shaking her hips while riding over me, like I was holding her hips tight and she was shaking her gaand (hips, Aaaaaahhhhhh,Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. Now it was time for me to do some erotic action,so I asked Nekta to stop and I now elevated my both legs a little bit and now Nekta leaned on to my face and we were kissing eachothers lips passionately. In this position now I started pumping my fat penis in her pussy and Nekta was moaning loud, ‘Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, Ooooohhh, Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh , Mazzza Aaa raha hai Darling , aur zorrse chodo mujhe jaan’. Nekta was leaning on me and while I was fucking her, with my left hand’s middle finger I was tickling her asshole and then inserted my finger inside her anus. Friends you won’t believe me how much she was enjoying my finger in her anus and Nekta was screaming more loud, ‘Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, Aaaaaahhhhhhhh, Oh yea, AaaaaahhhhhhhhOooohhhh dard ho raha hi darling, aur zorse karo.’ I told Nekta to go slow in this position, as my penis had become sensitive.While continuing Nekta said, “Darling mera paani niklega (that she was about to cum)”. Therefore, I was going slow and in seconds I felt hot liquid hitting my penis and as a result I was screaming loud, “Aaaahhhh, Aaaaahhhh,Aahhhhh, Ohhh I luv ur juice hitting my penis” and Nekta shivered and moaned out of pleasure. After reading my above line you all can very well imagine that I went for a decent amount of time fucking Nekta and inserting my finger in her anus at the same time. Now I felt as a result of Nekta’s gaand (hips) wiggling on my penis, my sperms were tickling inside my penis just like as if worms were inside my penis and my testicles. Now I told her, ‘ Nekta darling sperms are tickling my penis real bad.’ Nekta demanded me to cum in her mouth. As a result she slept on her back and I sat on her tummy and tit fucked her for a moment with my ticklish manhood and now I inserted my red fat penis in Nekta’s mouth while sitting on her chest.Now I was mouth fucking her but it did not last very long, as in no time my penis bursted out my semen in Nekta’s mouth, Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh what a relief, I moaned loudly.
It was such a wonderful scene where I see all my thick juice in Nekta’s mouth. Nekta was now spitting a little bit of juice on my penis, as her mouth was full with my sperms. All of you can imagine that I the intensity I shot all my semen. Now we washed up all our sex juices and fell in eachothers arms for a short nap. After we woke up after an hour and a half , we started making another round of hot luv just to arouse eachother. Now as a result Nekta and me we both were ready for another round. This time I entered her from behind in Doggie style and I was again in full motion. Ooooohhhhh it was fun doggie style with Nekta, as she was also stroking me at the same time I was slapping her hips real hard, in order to make it rough sex and Nekta was enjoying it sooo much. Now again we changed positions, as now I entered Nekta’s vagina from the side-rear entry position where she kept her right leg in the air and I was playing and stimulating her clit with my middle finger same time while fucking her. This went on for few mins and I was now ready to cum. Nekta wanted me to cum on her tummy this time, so my wiggling sperms blasted on her tummy.
After this Nekta and me cleaned up and then Nekta smiled and said, “Salil darling you are my dirty old man who was awesome in bed,as you know all the right moves to satisfy a woman. We kissed eachother for few minutes, then she was cuddling with me in my arms.Now for a little while I tit fucked her,then after that I slept on my back by spreading my both legs,as Nekta wanted to suck my manhood along with my balls.Wow.

I should say, she did great,as Nekta was sucking my testicles in her mouth for a long time just like a vaccum.Now this gave my penis a great sensation and out of pleasure I said, “Bitch suck me dry Aaaahhh”. We then slept for a long time in eachothers arms. Later Nekta dressed up and then she went home in the morning.This was the first time sex in our affair. After that everyday we had sex, till her hubby returned after a week.Nekta and me have sex two or three days in a week. In the meanwhile we have had many fantasy positions and foreplay during sex and I also use sex toys on her and especially she demands me to insert my finger in her anus while I am fucking her on Woman-on-Top position. Friends you all can understand that I have had sex with Nekta uncountable times in past two months. Along with this I have given a promotion to Nekta’s husband, so he is happy with his position and doesnot know about Nekta’s affair with me. I’ll write in my next story about my different sexual pleasures that I had with Nekta. Iam sure you all enjoyed to learn about my sex life at old age. (Indiansex4u, 2009)

Mala aunty – slow riding black beauty part 3

I wanted to see her treasures in a close up. I gently pulled her panties down her legs. Since I wanted the thighs to be spread fully I had to remove the panties through the heel of her legs….. and I spread her thighs a bit more. Mala tried to once again cross her legs and when I pulled them apart strongly she covered patch with her hands.

I roughly pried her hands away and observed.

Her pubic hair was thick and luxuriant and smelt strongly of soap and a kind of a wet humid heat. I parted her hair and watched her slit. It was black but when I parted the thin folds of her vagina I could make out the wet pink. I looked up and noticed that Mala had shut her eyes firmly and was still covering her face with her hands.

I moved on top and kissed her on the lips. She moved her face away till I held it firmly and kissed hard putting my tongue inside. But my other hand was free and searching for purchase in her bushy patch.

With some difficulty I managed to make a nice head to slit position. This time when she tried to cross her legs I was ready with my knee which simply pushed it firmly.

Then I wondered whether I should do this slowly or finish it fast. Slow would mean lots of energy. I was already a bit tired in getting to this position.

Mala was a strong woman and it had taken all my energy to ensure her legs were spread and her blouse open. Just pulling her hands away from her bosom was a difficult job. No sooner than I had settled to suck her nipples she tried to move away.

I could sense the wet feeling at the tip of my cock. I decided a quick entry and exit strategy would do the trick. I remained like that and started whispering to her about how she was my love. She liked that a bit and relaxed. I raised her hands and put them above her head.

I continued to kiss her and she relaxed a bit more and as I fondled her breasts and sucked her nipples she even half opened her eyes to the situation. A lot less shy. I had not removed all her dress.

Her blouse was opened up fully but not removed from her hand sleeves completely. While her sari had been spread across the bed and she lay on it in her inner skirt it was not fully undressed.

Even her inner skirt was not removed. I had merely bunched it around her waist exposing her thigh. Of course her panty was lying on the floor.

I then told her, “Mala didi, I will not do anything….let us not do it fully”

She relaxed, “Can I get up?’ she wanted to get up and cover herself. I held her on the bed,
“Wait, just a few more minutes” She lay there expectantly more cautious and curious than excited.

In real life a virgin girl is never sloppy wet to take gigantic cocks and scream in excitement. The first few times is always filled with doubts and virgins are filled with a trepidation of what to expect.

I continued kissing and fondling her breasts and once in a while rubbed her cunt with the head of my cock. Soon I found a nestling place at the entrance of her cunt and tried to gently press the head. She sense something and tried to push me. But I had conserved my energy.

Her hands were up above her head and could not come down. Her legs were spread and prevented from closing by the placement of my knee and my entire top body was lying on her. She could not get up. I hushed her. She kept quiet and I continued kissing. Suddenly at the count of five I thrust into her. She tried to get up but I held her hard. With a sensual pop I was inside her.

She was tight and then tried to struggle. I held her hard and the more she struggled the more purchase I had to enter her.

Then she stopped struggling and I realized I was inside her. I stopped and felt the moment. It felt nice and tight. I went back to kissing and fondling her breast and nipples.

She gritted her teeth and noticed tears at the end of her eyes. I felt a further tightness inside her and again pushed hard.

Suddenly, her cunt could take me fully and I realized I had just gone through her maidenhead. She gasped and said, “Saheb take it out…it is paining”

I kissed her and licked her tears and gently started moving on top of her. She gripped my arm and I winced. She was a strong one after all. I quickly rode her fast and I was too excited to hold and just ejaculated deep inside her. I rolled off her tired and saw from the corner of my eyes she was tired too.

She lay like that for a few minutes before gathering her blouse and sari. She sat down on the floor at the side of the bed and put her head down. She was sobbing.

I sat up and watched her, “Mala didi….didi….”

She did not respond and kept sobbing.

I watched….it was after all the first time….i would make up for this….my black beauty was mine forever….i lit a cigarette and watched….in love…in lust…

Mala was still a coal mine and i had just dug a sweet ditch…while the whole field lay there unexplored… (CCN, 2009)

Mala aunty – slow riding black beauty part 2

I kept staring at her, “You are the only didi I have “

She sighed, “ You call me didi but you do all this…”

“What “ I asked

“This…” she waved her hand as if a wave of her hand would explain what I did.

I stood silently while she left.

The next one week went on well. I was busy playing cricket with the local boys and did not go to the road leading to Mala’s vegetable cart.

Then one fine Sunday morning when I opened the door for the morning newspaper, Mala stood there with a basket in her hand. I asked her to come inside.

“I bought some fish for you” she said shyly.

“I don’t know how to cook fish” I said.

She brushed a strand of hair around her ears and said, “ I can make nice fish fry”

I thanked her and pointed to the kitchen, “Go ahead”. I went and sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. After a while she stood before me with a cup of tea. I accepted it. I noticed she was wearing a freshly washed sari and had also combed her hair neatly. I accepted the tea and read the newspaper all the while hearing the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

After reading the daily paper with great difficulty(it is difficult to read NEWS with a raging hard cock waiting to burst out) I stepped out to my grandmom’s garden and picked a big rose flower. I walked into the kitchen with the flower. Mala turned around saw me and went back to staring at the burning gas stove. I walked up behind her and inserted the big red rose in her hair. She touched the rose with a brush of her hand and bent her head down shyly.

I hugged her. This time she did not move away. She just stood even when I pressed my hard crotch against her buttocks. I snaked my hand around her and it lay on the flat of her stomach. I then kissed the nape of her neck. She stood still not moving. I smelled the henna in her hair. She had had a bath and the smell of cheap Lifebuoy soap on her was intoxicating.

I gently pushed her forward to the kitchen platform and gave her a long lick on the top of her back. She coyly lifted her head “what are you doing” she said lamely. I turned her around and kissed her on the lips. She gave me a peck in return but my mouth stayed on her lips as I inserted my tongue inside her mouth. She tasted different, an after taste of tea and fresh mint toothpaste.

All the time her eyes were looking down. I lifted her chin and made her stare at me.

“I am supposed to be your didi and you are doing all this” she said pushing me away. “Allow me to cook or the masala will be overdone” I left the kitchen and had a bath which cooled me down a bit. Which helped. Wearing just a boxer shorts and nothing at all I came out to the hall. Mala was arranging the dishes on the table. I am built well and on the leaner side. She took a fleeting glance at my chest and looked away embarrassed before going back to the kitchen.

I smiled to myself and walked into the kitchen. I hugged her once again my hand on her stomach. She whispered shyly, “Are you not hungry. The fish is ready”. I did not answer her and moved my hand up. For the first time my hands were on her breasts. She gasped at the touch. Her breasts were small and firm. I could feel the nipples under her blouse since she was not wearing a bra. Obviously she could not afford one. I gently squeezed them and could feel her nipples harden a bit. My fingers were on her blouse hooks and I eased the hooks out. When I slipped my hand inside her open blouse she raised her hands in an attempt to prevent me. I brushed her hand aside and cupped her bare breasts in my hand. They were a bit rubbery and when I touched her nipples I realized she had small nipples.

I made her turn around. She hid her face with her open palms but I could see the open blouse and her breasts. Her breasts were round and shapely and they hung like ripe apples against the flatness of her stomach. Her navel was shapely too. If she had been born in New York she would have been a black lingerie model.

Mala raised her hand and covered her breasts.

The apt thing to do when you are nearing the goal with a woman is to be romantic.

“Didi, I don’t know why I feel this. I don’t know why I am always thinking about you. It is bad. During nights I am finding it difficult to sleep and you know I am leaking also….”

She stared with a question, “Leaking?…what is leaking?”

“If a man does not leak from his thing…it comes out on its own and it is harmful. I may get cancer”

She looked, “Cancer. The bimari that Shah rukh khan died in the picture”

“Haan”

She looked worried.

“If Preity Zinta had agreed to do what he wanted to do he would have lived”

Mala wondered.

“I know what to do. Don’t worry it will not pain”

Mala looked down with an expression which was mixture of curiosity and caution.

I held her tight and kissed her once again. This time I did not stop. I moved down and rested in front of her bosom. I put my mouth on her nipples and she gasped. Now let me tell you how her nipples were.

Nipples are veritably Gods favourite dessert on the glorious platter of the bountiful woman. There are different kinds of them from the pointed, button, curled, wrinkled, grotesquely large, reddish-ready-to-leak and finally small to medium. Mala’s fell in the last category.

Her nipples were small and blacker than the blacks of her breasts. You could make out the outline of her nipples on her breasts very faintly. They were a bit small to take in the between your nipple for a deep pulling suck. I tried that and was not successful. Her breasts were too firm and rubbery to allow any purchase.

I had to be contented in nibbling. So there I was.

Mala the beautifully black vegetable vendor sitting on the bed in front of me. Her cotton sari fallen to her right. Her blouse opened in front and her bare breasts in front of me. She had closed her eyes in shyness and I held her hands on her side preventing her from closing her glorious breasts.

I went back to work on the nipples. After a few luscious licks I could sense her nipples hardening and she started squirming.
I gently pushed her on the bed and she curled up her head down, eyes firmly shut in embarrassment. I lay beside and hugged her from the back, my hard cock firmly pushed against her buttocks. She tried to move but I held her firmly.

She lay still while I fondled her breasts and I pushed her blouse up and licked her charcoal black back. My hands were already trailing down to her thighs and I slowly pulled her sari up. When I did that her hand tried to prevent me from doing that.

I stopped. I was angry.

I sat up on the bed. She sensed my anger and looked up. “Saheb are you angry?’

I nodded. She sat beside me. “Pl don’t be angry saheb. See I am afraid. I don’t know all this chakkar. I have never let any man touch me…”

I looked at her, “Will you do as I tell you or I will not speak to you’

She started sobbing.

I gently pushed her back on the bed and put my hand under her thighs, between her legs. I came up to her panties. I pushed it aside and touched her cunt for the first time. She put her hands on her face and was still crying while I was busy exploring her. This time I bend down and sucked her nipples while touching her cunt.

Her cunt was bushy with hair and but my fingers managed to touch her slit. She gasped and tried to cross her legs. But I had managed to get in between with my shorts open and my cock standing rigidly waiting for the real action to begin…. (CCN, 2009)

Mala aunty – slow riding black beauty part 1

One day while I was cycling around the corner during a late evening I saw the dark vegetable vendor arguing with a Cop on a motorbike. As I neared the cart I could see that she was shaking her head and crying while the cop waved a warning finger. I stopped near the vegetable cart as the cop grandly drove away on his motorbike.

The woman looked up at me and asked me what I wanted.

I bought a kg of tomato and while giving her the money asked her “ didi why are you crying?’. Maybe it was the moment or the small act of kindness during a difficult time or the fact that I had called her didi, made her look up and smile at me. “What to do beta… one has to face all sorts of problems in life”

I asked, “What did the police want?”

She had wiped her tears with the help of her pallu and said, “What do they want beta…what do all men want…they all harass for money”

“How much does he want?”

She looked at me with a worried look, “ He wants 500. where will I go for that kind of money. I survive day to day basis. Nowadays it is difficult. I have to bring this vegetable from whole sale market in central bazaar. Yesterday I had to carry them in the hot sun because there was no tempo from the circle” She got back to arranging the vegetables murmuring her problems to herself.

I said, “ I will give you 500”

Her hand stopped over the brinjals and she looked up her face a mixture of surprise, relief and suspicion if there were a combination like that on a face at all.

“Why”
“What …Why didi?”
“Why are you giving it to me”

I solemnly said, ‘My mother always told me to help people in trouble.”

She wondered about it for a moment. When she saw me she say an earnest boy(well not exactly a kid, my 18th birthday was a week around the corner) on a cycle wearing nice dress and a honest face.

“Where do you live?”

I told her.
‘That big house near the shops, That is your house” Her suspicion was pronounced. I nodded. She stared for a minute and asked, “Will your mother buy my vegetables?” she asked.
I shook my head, “My mother and father is dead, I am an orphan. My grandmom takes care of me”

She softened and put her hand on her cheek wondering about this boy. I noticed her hand was smooth and clean and so was her cheek. In fact, her face had chiseled features and her skin was black, smooth and shiny. She was slim and shapely but wore her sari close not revealing much. But once I had seen her bend down to arrange the vegetables and I had seen her cleavage. The swell of her breasts were visible above her blouse. But in a reflex reaction she had pulled her pallu across covering the fabulous view.

“I do all the shopping in the house” I proclaimed. She smiled. “You are such a good boy” she said.

I took out the 500 and gave her. She took hesitantly and said, “I will pay you back through purchases of vegetables ok. My name is Mala”she said

I nodded.

,,,

So the days went on. In about a week Mala came regularly home for vegetables. I timed her arrival with that of my Grandmom going to the temple. Every day she used to keep the basket of vegetables on the doorstep and give the freshest picks. I started chatting.

I think Mala was a lonely person and liked to chat. So she did.

She was a kid when she came to the city from her village. She had come with her uncle and aunt since her parents had died of hunger. Her stay with her aunt was not very memorable. Her aunt made her work in a laundry washing clothes.

“It was backbreaking. As a young girl I used to work for 15 hours a day”. But after sometime she felt she had to run away. She did not like her Uncle. “He wanted to sell me in the Koti Bazaar. You know what that place is? It is bad. So I ran away and joined a tendu leaf factory. I worked there for many years. I used to hear many stories of molestation. But I escaped from there. Now I live in a shack in a slum with my mother’s sister. She is old and I take care of her. There were a few marriage offers but I don’t have dowry money. So I am 23 years old and already a old woman. No one troubles me. I am black and ugly so no one bothers”

“I don’t think you are ugly” I said

She looked at me her mouth open and laughed. Her teeth were clean and white. “oh you are joking saheb”

I kept quiet.

The next two days I used to pass her but not look at her. The third day she called me, “Saheb saheb…” I did not turn back.

After a couple of days she came to my house as usual and plonked the vegetable basket, “Saheb why are you angry with me?”
I said, “You laughed at me…made fun at me”
She looked aghast, “Why when…”

“When I told you…you are not ugly”

She looked at me with her hand on her cheek .That was a favourite stance. She then squatted on the floor.

“Saheb. Don’t be angry with me. You are like my brother. I don’t have anyone”

I remained silent.

“Sorry’ she said.

I nodded and got up. “Come inside for a coffee” I said and went in. I looked quickly at my watch. I had an hours time before my grandmom came in.

I went to the kitchen and made coffee. When I came back I saw Mala sitting in the verandah floor. She got up and took my cup and sipped. She looked at me, “I think I must have made lot of karma for getting a younger brother like person like you”

I sat on the floor and we had coffee. After finishing she got up. “I want to wash the cup” she said. I took it from her and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. She stepped back in a shock. “what is this?”

“Oh that is a brotherly kiss” I said. She blushed. Ok it looked like that. When black people blush you can make out in their eyes. But she was flustered and quickly gathered her basket and left.

The next two days were not that interesting. When I used to go past her vegetable cart she used to just give me a shy smile. I had to be contented with masturbating…with porn magazines and kerchiefs.

Then came the big opportunity. My grandmom decided to go to her native place in Bilaspur for a month. Initially she was worried. But I assured her that my cooking was decent enough for survival.

On the next day of her departure I stopped by the vegetable cart and said hi to Mala. She smiled shyly once again. She was getting uncomfortable with my long steady gazes into her eyes. I asked her whether she could cook for me since my grandmom had gone to her village for a family visit. Mala looked down not knowing what to do.

Since she did not reply I left from the place. I had some important work with Sarita aunty.

Next day morning the bell rang and I opened. Mala stood there. “I am not an expert cook but I can try…’ she said hesitatingly.

So I allowed her into the kitchen and briefed her. She started cooking while I sat on the stool in the kitchen and chatted with her. While she worked I noticed her body. She wore an old cotton sari and a faded blouse. Her legs were white around the corner of her foot. Most dark coloured women have a bit of white around the heel and sides of their foot. While she worked I also could make out her stomach and midriff. She had not an ounce of bulge there unlike Sarita aunty. Her stomach was literally flat and I even managed to glimpse her navel. Since her pallu carefully covered her breasts I could not make that out. She continued to chat about the vegetable business, all the time cutting the carrots on the kitchen platform into round circles.

I got up from the stool and put my hands around her. She jumped a bit. But when I held her tightly she stood still. I put my hands around her stomach and kissed the back of her neck. She murmured, “Saheb this is wrong…”

I kissed her below the nape of her neck and put my nose into her thick hair.

“My hair is dirty saheb. I have not even washed it. Please…”she whispered. Then suddenly she gripped my hand tightly and pushed me to the side. She gathered herself immediately and washed her hands and went to the door. She turned back,

“Saheb, that is why I did not like to come. I could see in your eyes. We are doing wrong. I am not married and you are also young. We are different people. I am a poor girl. All i have is my virginity. If i lose that what do i have…. and we should not do these bad things”.  (CCN, 2009)

Mom wild sex with son hottest incest ever part 2

Next morning there was a change in the appearance of his mother. The sari was replaced by a negligee. Shobha had seen that her body was well covered as she had put on a veil over it. Rahul was pleased to see the change, as whenever his mother came under the sunlight the impression of her voluptuous body was clearly visible.

Shobha had not realized this. She had dressed up in negligee as it freed her movements and was light on her. Rahul’s eyes had a field day ogling over his mother’s features. At one stage Shobha was curious as Rahul did not speak to her and as she suddenly turned to face him, she saw his eyes were glued over her back.

She could feel his stare and this made her heart beat a leap and felt the warmness creeping over her body. She stepped into the kitchen to avoid her son learning about her and when she came back she was recomposed.

Rahul after finishing his breakfast and washing his hands took hold of the material of his mother’s veil and as he wiped his hands with it, the veil slid down from his mother’s body exposing her rich breasts ensconced in the thin material of the negligee to his gaze.

Rahul was embarrassed as his actions disrobed his mother and uttering ‘sorry’ he ran out.

Shobha smiled at his discomfort and shaking her head and steadying her dress she went back to her chores.

By the time Rahul returned home from college, his mother had changed over to her usual sari but the sari she had draped on her body had a tantalizing effect on him. It was peach colored one which went very well on her figure. For a few seconds Rahul stood looking at her and his stare again made his mother get excited.

Rahul on reaching his room for wash took his own time to come out. He had locked himself in the bathroom, wondering at his mother’s mode of dressing. He was in two minds. He did not know whether she was tempting him or was acting just casual. As he made up his mind to try to be a little bold and find out for himself, he came down.

After having his supper as he was working out over the math problems, his mother entered. This time her hair was in plaits and this mis-fired all his calculations. He felt sad and dejected. He diverted his attention to his studies and when he felt his mother sit next to him and hug him, he has elated.

Carrying out his math’s assignments as he tried to nudge his elbow over his mother’s thighs it slipped and got lodged between the v of her thighs. He immediately jerked his elbow away as he felt her hot thighs and said ‘oh! Sorry.’

Shobha hugged him closer saying its okay.

This prompted Rahul to face her and on seeing a smiling face, he put his hand on her head and said ‘why is your hair plaited?’

‘Do you want to it to be loose,’ she asked softly? ‘I like your hair to be untied and loose,’ he replied.

‘Do you like to untie them,’ she questioned?

As soon as Shobha saw her son bow his head, she slid across and pushing her back she wedged her body on to his chest and lifting her head up said ‘please’.

Rahul was wonderstruck by this act. Feeing his mother rest her back to his chest and seeing her plaited hair in front his face he felt aroused. He lifted his hands and holding her plaits he slowly untied them and when her hair was set loose, he nuzzled his face into it and inhaled deeply.

‘Do you like its fragrance so much,’ asked his mother.

‘I love it,’ he said pushing his head deeper into her thick curls.

Feeling his face dig deeper into her curls, his mother plastered her back on to his chest and let out a soft moan.

Rahul was excited on seeing his mother squirm and moan softly. Instinctively he put his hands over her shoulders and having a grip on them, he nuzzled his face in her hair and making way he kissed the nape of her neck.

Shobha’s body trembled on feeling him kiss on the nape of her neck and in response she lifted her hands and held his head hard. This emboldened Rahul and taking cue from his mother he slid his hands under her arms and tried to caress her arm pits which were fully covered by her blouse.

This move tickled Shobha and feeling her son trying to caress the hair under her armpits she straightened herself and gently removing his hands from under her armpits said ‘later.’

As soon as she uttered the word ‘later’ she felt shocked as in one way it meant that she was game for it. Thinking it over she felt she had unknowingly accepted her son’s move to caress her armpits. Though it was totally wrong she let go off it there.

Rahul on the other hand was overjoyed to hear her words and he mentally pictured caressing her bare armpits. He felt delighted and impulsively kissed his mother on her cheeks.

All this had aroused his mother and hugging her son she said ‘now go back to your studies.’

This prompted Rahul to be deeply engrossed in his studies and when after an hour or so as he got up, his mother standing in front of him hugged and kissed him goodnight.

Today’s action had gone a shade ahead of what both of them had thought off. Both were pleased with the outcome of it. Shobha for one felt delighted as her closeness made her son work hard in his studies and for Rahul it was like sailing on cloud nine.

The next morning Shobha was up early preparing breakfast and after setting the table she saw him coming down and sit on the dinning table with a book in this hand. Today was the first day of his examination.

Seeing her son absorbed in the book prompted Shobha to sit beside him and feed him. As she was feeding him, which she often used to do, many a times her fingers felt the warm wetness of his mouth which invigorated her.

She kept feeding him and once even pushed her fingers into his mouth. Rahul loved all this and without giving a hint he had opened his mouth wide for her fingers to penetrate his mouth.

As he finished his breakfast he took one spoonfull of food and looking up at his mother he reciprocated her actions. Shobha very gladly accepted it and as she got up from the table she felt his hand brushing her thighs as he wiped his hand on her sari.

Feeling his fingers on her thighs, Shobha to tease her son a little said ‘now don’t pull out my sari.’

On seeing his mother tease him, Rahul was thrilled and in a reflex he jerked her sari a little.

‘You devil’ cried Shobha and smiling at him said ‘enough, now please go.’

Rahul went to the college elevated and wrote his exams with ease.

When he returned home a bit late after meeting his professor to discuss some problems, he saw his mother waiting impatiently for him. This brought much joy to him coming in and he hugged his mother and said ‘I have done well in the exams.’

It was but natural for his mother to kiss him on hearing the news but the kiss which was intended for the cheek slipped a shade down and landed on the edge of Rahul’s lips. Rahul stood shocked on having felt his mother’s lips brush his and before he could come out of it, he saw his mother hurrying to the kitchen.

As his mother strode into the kitchen in a hurry the impressions of her voluptuous buttocks were clearly visible from her sari. Rahul after having captured an eye full of her heavy buttocks juggling in the sari went to his room with a hard on.

Shobha did not come to his room at the usual time but was late. She had to regain some strength before coming in and when she did so, she did not find Rahul at the desk but saw him perched on the sofa.

Rahul was reclining on the sofa as he had completed his math’s papers which required him to sit before the desk but now as he only had to read for the other subjects he was resting on the sofa.

Shobha silently made her way to the sofa and sat down a few spaces away from him. Rahul sensing his mother hesitate, sat still for some time and when he saw her inching towards him, he turned to face her.

Both of them smiled and this brought much relief to them. It was Shobha who started the conversation by asking ‘what exam do you have tomorrow.’

‘Its science Mom’ replied Rahul.

‘How are your preparations going on’ asked his mother?

‘I was waiting for you for the final revision’ replied Rahul.

‘Why me?’ asked his mother smilingly.

‘I need some comfort’ saying this he slid closer to his mother.

‘My poor child’ saying this, Shobha hugged her son and asked ‘are you comfortable now?’

‘I need to feel the softness of your hair’ saying this Rahul started to fondle her hair.

‘You can feel as much as you wish’ uttering these words she let her loose hair to brush his face and turning she settled her back on his chest.

Rahul was enchanted to have his mother reclining on his chest on the sofa. He held a chunk of her hair and inhaled its deep aroma. His mother had used a new fragrance which intoxicated him.

‘You smell lovely, Mom,’ he said as he dug his face deep into her hair.

‘This is for you, my Son,’ she replied grinding her back on his chest.

Rahul by instinct put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her up a little.

Shobha went limp in his arms and slid up as he pulled her.

Rahul on having pulled her up started kissing her on the nape of the neck and moved down to her shoulder blades.

Shobha shivered as she felt his warm wet lips on her naked shoulder blades and uttered some words which were inaudible.

Taking her murmur as a green signal, Rahul put his hands upon her shoulders and on squeezing them he slid them under her arms.

Shobha feeling her son slide his hands under her arms lifted her hands and taking hold of his head she lifted her face and kissed him on the cheeks.

As Shobha lifted her face up, Rahul’s chin which was resting on her shoulder blades slid down and felt the upper part of her swollen breasts for a fraction of a second. This touch excited him and getting bolder he thrust the open palms of his hands down and held her armpits.

This action aroused Shobha and again she lifted her face and kissed his cheeks which in turned lodged Rahul’s chin squarely on the rising mounds of her breasts.

Resting his chin on the warm soft swelling breasts, Rahul started to caress her under the armpits and as his mother did not complain he started to feel the coarse thick hair under her arms. This action of his made his mother moan.

Rahul taking it for granted started pressing his chin down on her breasts while on the same hand he tried to grasp as much of her coarse hair under her armpits as possible.

Feeling his ministrations getting bolder Shobha could not sustain from asking ‘do you like to play with my hair so much?’

This was music to Rahul’s ears and he replied ‘I love to feel and caress them.’

‘Why? What’s so nice about it’ she asked?

‘Its softness and its silkiness,’ replied Rahul.

‘Now are you happy that you felt it,’ she asked?

‘I wish you would wear sleeveless blouse,’ he shot back.

Hearing those words Shobha was mesmerized. She took hold of her son’s face in her hands and bringing closer to hers she planted a wet kiss on his cheeks and said ‘maybe tomorrow.’

On being kissed on his cheeks Rahul by instinct put a finger to his lips indicating that he would want her to kiss his lips. Shobha shied at this gesture and getting up she said ‘now finish off your studies.’

Rahul was more than happy to have had a felt her armpits and also conveyed the message that he would want her to kiss him on his lips. As he went on with his studies, Shobha got up and left him.

Once inside her room she went in search of a sleeveless blouse and found a few old ones. As she tried them on her she felt they were very tight and exposed much of her breasts. She made it a point to get some new ones stitched.

The next morning it was a repeat of the previous day’s proceedings. At the dining table as Shobha was feeding him, she felt him opening his mouth wider when her fingers came up with the food. To cool his passion Shobha intentionally thrust her fingers inside his mouth two or three times. And when Rahul fed her she bit his finger lightly.

When Rahul washed his hands and looked up at his mother, he saw the loose end of her sari was tucked in her waist and his mother had put her hands on her waist daring him to pull out the end of the sari and wipe his hands. Seeing this Rahul acted as if he was baffled and when he had passed his mother and his mother felt sure that he had lost, he suddenly turned and putting his hands from behind he pulled the loose end of her sari and wiped his hands.

The sudden action of her son made her loose control and she fell backwards in his arms. Getting up she said ‘you devil,’ and pushed his son out when she regained her composure.

‘Your own devil’ saying this Rahul went out.

Shobha smiled on hearing him say so and feeling good she went to complete her house hold duties.

That evening Rahul came home late as he had his practical examinations too and as he was very tired he went up to have a wash. Coming down later he saw his mother tucked up in an old cotton sari that had covered her bosom and shoulders completely. He did not get the meaning of it and as he finished his supper he went to his room all the time thinking he still had three papers to compete.

It was after some time that he heard his mother come in. He was puzzled to see her holding a glass of milk in her hand and the way she had tucked her sari so tightly.

Sitting by his side on the sofa Shobha lifted the glass of milk to his mouth and Rahul gulped it down. It was when his mother lifted the loose end of her sari to wipe his mouth that he saw for the first time that she was wearing a sleeveless blouse and this aroused him instantly and he gaped at her.

Looking at him gaping, Shobha asked ‘happy?’ ‘I am delighted’ replied Rahul trying to hug his mother.

‘Wait.’ Said his mother to put down the glass and moving closer and stating ‘you are still a small child’ she again wiped his mouth with her sari.

As his mother came closer Rahul laid his hands over her shoulders and as she was wiping his mouth he moved his head on her forehead.

Shobha continued wiping his mouth and when she was satisfied, she gently placed her lips on his cheeks in such a way that her lips even touched the corner of his lips.

Rahul feeling her lips bracing his, he turned his face slightly till his lips came in full contact with his mothers.

As soon as Shobha felt his lips on hers she hugged her son tightly in her arms and hid her face on his chest in shame.

Rahul realized the dilemma in which his mother was and as he gave her some time to recompose he put his arms over her back and held her tightly in his arms. This was the first time he had held her in this fashion and this gave him a sense of being the man he wanted to be, that is, a fully grown up.

After seeing his mother relaxing Rahul gradually fondled his mother’s back, feeling the fleshy curves on her back. His mother moaned and continued nuzzling herself deep on his chest. This gave him some encouragement and Rahul sliding his hands down on the exposed flesh of his mother’s back and waist, fondled her bare flesh for the first time. This act made his pecker to vibrate inside his pants.

This also invigorated Shobha and tightening her hold upon him she moaned louder. This motivated Rahul to pull his mother up and reclined on the sofa. As he pulled his mother up, he felt his mother’s breasts flattened on his chest and feeling her breasts crush his chest made him erupt his cum in his pants.

Shobha on feeling her breasts were crushed over his chest and on seeing her face close to his, looked up at him and seeing him sweat and understanding its implication she planted a wet kiss on his cheeks and getting up she left the room.

Rahul was flabbergasted on having erupted his cum in the presence of his mother. He had not expected this to happen and this worried him. He was not sure whether his mother had known about it or not. And as he lay on the bed thinking about it, his mother was happy to have made her son cum. Though she knew it was wrong she was content in making her son happy.

She felt there was nothing wrong in hugging and kissing her son and this brought her much relief. (eXbii, 2009)

Fucked by My bosses female Partner

Hello friends…I am Raj, 31 yrs old, 5.10”, average looking, married guy working for a Stock Broking firm in Kolkata. I am new to this site and like it so much that I decided to write my own story…It happened around 5 Years Back. The atmosphere there was excellent as in with lot of good colleagues around.

The worry of my life was her (Sangeeta), she was my Boss’s Business Partner & his Bed Partner too (I suppose). She was in her 30’s, 5’ 4” tall and good looking. She was a terror. I was very comfortable working with ladies (Actually I wanted my boss to be a lady). she use to point out my mistakes unnecessarily and this made me very irritated as I always felt I was perfect in my work.

One Friday Evening at around 8 pm, there were not many people in the office as mostly everyone leaves by 6 pm, I was in my cabin busy completing my work ASAP suddenly my boss called me in the cabin and when I went inside we were discussing about a project and my hand was pointing at the door (which was behind me) explaining something to him

and was looking in front but suddenly I felt something soft touching on my finger when I turned back a saw Sangeeta was standing over there and my hand was touching her Boobs… I was stunned & thought I would be fired for this act and I immediately Appologized her by saying it was not intentional but too my surprise she was not at all angry & told me she knows it

was not intentional & told me need not to appologize for the mistake you haven’t done… I was happy to hear that & took permission from my boss & her & Went out to my cabin… But that incident changed my Vission towords her…. After that Whenever I Fucked my Wife I was just thinking about her & fucking my wife & She too told me that I am very passionate in Love

making now a days & she enjoys this a lot….I also mastrubated several times in office (Bathroom) whenever I see her… I started feeling horny about her & wanted to fuck her hard day & Night…Let me tell you about her… She was around her 30-31, Married with 1 Kid, her stats is 34-26-36, her best part was her Boobs & Ass,

Even I saw once some strains on her chair & knew that may be she had her Periods on that day. One day I got a call & too my surprise it was her, I told her Good Evening with my trembling Voice & asked her the reason to give me a call, then she told that Day after tomorrow it is her birthday & wanted to invite me for the party,

I was very happy to hear that & told her I will deffinitely come…Now I went to a near by Mall and bought a Salwarsuit With matching Lipstic & Bangles for her, Then the day came & I went to her place at 7 Pm and rabg the bell, She opened the Door & she was looking Awesome yaar, was waering a Blue Saree, one could easily see her body curves through her dress…

When I went inside there was noone, I gave her Gift & inquired about the party then she told someone from her Husbands family has died that day and the party was cancelled,I told her sorry for that and started to head towards the door to go but she stopped me and told as she is alone at home and not feeling good wanted me to be with her for an hour or two till her husband comes back,

Then I stopped and sat on the nearby soffa, then she offered me Watter then a cup of coffee, We both sat there and had coffee, But I found that she was very sad & I told her if I can help her in any way to cheer her up, She was quite, I thought I should console her and went little near to her and asked her again if I cheer her up, She started to cry keeping her head on my shoulders,

I kept my hand behind her and started consoling her, instantly she hugged me I was thrilled by her act, Inside me I was also wanted this & hugged her, She was breathing on my shoulder and some current passed through my whole body, My manhood started to grow bigger and in no time it was in its full length of 8″ long… I tried a lot to control but couldnt…

She suddenly got appart (She must have flet my Lanhood touching her )and went to the kitchen had some watter and came back with a glass of water for me but suddenly she fall on me and I was completely drenched wet. Oh Shit!!!! She told me sorry & Bought a towel to clean it, While she was cleaning she must have seen the bulge in my Pant,

After that when I saw her to my surprise she slowly bit her lips and went inside and bought her husbands Lungi and told me to change so that she can dry & Iron my dress…I accepted it… She guide me to her bedroom and went out… Once I was in I started to undress then I heard her voice to give her my Wet Dress before I wear that lungi so that she can dry it ASAP…

Then her mobile rang, she received the call it was her hubby, He told her its too late today & Will stay there tonight & will return home next day after Office. ( This she told me after words when I inquired her when will her hubby be back) I called her and opened the door littlebit & gave her my shirt & pant, then again she asked were is by Briefs & vest I told her

I will manage with the wet one but she told I will get cold if I wear that and insisted me to give her, Then I opened my Briefs & Vest also and gave it to her, then when I turned I saw her BRA on the bed, took it in my hand & Sniffed it & Wore it then in no time my Man was Hard… As u all know it is difficult to manage the hard on only in Lungi I had to jerk off…

I started to jerk thinking about fucking her then & there, Suddenly the door opened & I was standing Naked Wearing her BRA my Hard MAN in my Hand jerking, She saw me naked & was stunned to see me wearing her BRA & Jerkingoff…Her eyes Wide open was stuck on my manhood,

I was trying to gain my senses and did not know as I could feel everything turning upside down around me. After few minutes what I saw brought me back to my senses. She started Laughing wildely instead of Scolding me, She told me to get dressed & come to the drawing room, by the time she takes a shawer,I said ok

I was sitting in drawing room in my lungi, I saw Sangeeta coming out of the bathroom in a towel wrapped around her, just covering her breast and till the upper part of her thigh. I was stunned. I never expected her to be like this. She looked gorgeous. But suddenly I remembered that I was eyeing a wrong person. She is my boss’s Business Partner and I am under her obligation.

She came straight towards me with water dripping from her lovely silky hair, and asked “Do you want to have anything”. I was amazed with her beauty. I haven’t seen anyone as fair as her. Her skin was like milk and she was having a perfect figure. I was looking at her with my mouth wide open to which she again asked “should I get something for you? I said “yes maam water”.

She started laughing looking at my condition. I was embarrassed. She came right in front of my face and dropped her towel down. Oh shit……..what was that? I couldn’t understand for a minute. Am I in my dreams? I couldn’t believe it. She was standing right in front of me naked. Naked, right from head to toe…

She had a perfect figure which she always tried to hide in her dresses. She had the best pair of boobs, milky white with pink nipples. Her ass was of the perfect round shape and she was looking stunning with her hair over her breast dripping water on her belly. She was standing smiling in front of me and said “have you seen anything better than this ?

I just shook my head and said no. I was speechless. I was mesmerized with her beauty. She came near me and said “what are you waiting for? Won’t you please your boss today? I got up from my chair and planted a kiss straight on her lips. She started sucking my lips and inserted her tongue in my mouth.

The aroma she was putting on was putting fuel to the fire. We were busy working with each other’s tongue; she suddenly started moving her hand over my bulge. My hands didn’t wait too. They went straight to her back and slowly slid down to her buttocks. Wow !!! what a feeling. She started unzipping my pant and I started fondling her those perfect melons.

She held my hand and took me straight to the bedroom. Switched on a night lamp and made me lie on the bed. I was only in lungi. She came over me and kissed me on my forehead, my nose, my lips, my chest, my stomach and started pulling lungi to see the monster which had already grown to its full size. She was surprised to see my 8 inch rod with a 3 inch thickness.

She held it in hand and started massaging it slowly. I was in heaven. I never ever thought her to be so hot. She was looking at my cock and slowly whispered in my ears “Yours is very big and thick, much bigger and thicker than my husband, I was thinking to have sex with you since you touched my Boobs”.

These words went like a current in ears as I was also in same states since then. She slowly opened her mouth and started licking my rod like a lollipop. I was thrilled and was asking her to suck it. She said wait, I will give you whatever you want, but first let me take what I want from you. She started crawling over my body rubbing her big breast over my chest..

I turned her down and climbed over her. She gave up and said, I am all yours. Today you are my boss. Do whatever you like. I was crazy. I started working on her breast. Started licking one while playing slowly with the other one and making the nipple erect for me to suck. She was hot. “suck them hard, squeeze them, bite them, be aggressive,”

her words made me more and more crazier. I was sucking her as if I am going to empty her milk pots today. I was hungry and she was too. I went down and found her cunt to be wet and dripping her juices. I started licking the outer area and her inner thigh. She became damn hot, she started pushing me more and more towards her pussy by spreading her legs and giving me access to her dripping cunt.

I slowly inserted my tongue inside her hot pussy and started licking it aggressively. She started giving a thrust in the upward direction asking my to do more and more. “Too good, lick me hard, suck me, ahhhhh, too good….hmmmmmmm, I have never had this experience with my Hubby as he doesn’t like to lick my pussy.

I too was becoming more and more hornier and I inserted one finger then two then three inside her tight arse. She shouted with pain as I inserted four fingers at a time and then slowly started enjoying my to and fro motion. I started licking her cunt with a great speed to give her the first orgasm. She moaned with pain and pleasure as she got it and spread all her cum on my face.

I readily licked my face and started kissing her thigh and her red hot pussy. She was relaxed. Now it was her turn to give me pleasure. I ordered her to take my tool in her mouth and make it as hard as a rock. She obeyed my orders and in one go, half of the tool was in her mouth and she was rolling her tongue over the head as if she is having a ice cream.

I was enjoying it while my hands were busy pressing and pumping her huge breast. She was such a master in the art of sucking that was making my rod grow more and more big in size. Now it was at its full length and she came and sat over it slowly inserting it in her hot pussy. Oh, what a feeling.

Her pussy was very tight and my rod was rubbing through its wall giving the best sensation I had ever got. She started pumping and slowly she took the entire monster inside her. She started moaning in pleasure and I too was enjoying every moment of it. Her breast were hanging just in front of my mouth inviting me to suck them.

I didn’t waste a minute and took her breast in my mouth. Started sucking it while she was making sweet noise which was echoing in the entire bedroom. It was the wildest kind of a sex that she would have ever had. I turned her upside down as I wanted to enter her doggie style. She accepted it and positioned giving me an access to her pussy.

I rammed my rod in her and she shouted in pain, I mercilessly started pumping giving her lot of pleasure and she too enjoyed it as she started pushing her self behind with every forward thrust of mine. Now we both were exhausted but my penis was still erect like a hot iron rod. I told her that I want to enter her arse which she was not very comfortable looking at my size and it will pain her a lot.

I told her to bring some OIL and applied on her hole and my penis. I slowly started entering her hole which gave her a lot of pain and she cried as if I tore her arse apart. After few minutes of pushing my rod was half in and the pressure on it was tremendous. I started pumping in and out and she started enjoying it.

We continued this for another 20 mins and I offloaded in there. What a relief……I felt straight on the bed tired and feeling short of breath. She too kept her head on my shoulder and we slept for around an hour in that position. At around 3.30 am, I got up and saw her lying naked next to me. Looking at her stunning beauty my tool again became harder and without her knowing,

I started licking her pussy again. She started moaning and she got up. Looking at my erect tool, she asked “ Ready for it again? I without saying anything, went between her legs and pushed my erect tool inside. She was wet in 2 seconds, I started with a missionary position now and later stood up, took her legs on my shoulder and started pushing harded and deeper inside.

She was enjoying and moaning with joy. With each of my thrust, I could see her massive melons going up and down which was making me more and more hot. After 20 mins of aggressive session, I came in her. We cleaned ourselves and went to sleep again. Next day morning she woke me up at 6.30 and asked me to take bath.

I got up, caught hold of her and took her straight to the bathroom. We both took the shower together and had a beautiful kissing and licking session in the bathroom too. She make me cum by a blow job and I licked her too to orgasm. While going I kissed her and she asked me to keep this as a secret as no one in the office should know all this.

After that we had sex many a times. She now obeys what I say and I have started bossing over her. After ramping her she also introduced me to her bhabhi who was not satisfied with her hubby… (Humandigest,2009)

Kama Divine Sex experience

This is my first narration of a series of sexual escapades that I have had over the years. Every word is true, but for the names and the places and the time. That would be giving too much away. So here goes my story, not the first one, certainly not the last, but one that I am thinking off and masturbating, slowly and luxuriously.

It was a place of worship 70 km from town. I had gone there with my wife and the neighbour’s kids. It was a Sunday and there was a long long queue that seemed to wind its way continuously, without any sign of ending. So I settled down to wait in the queue, my wife of a year in front, the children behind me, and me bringing up the rear.

This gave me the opportunity to quietly play with my wife’s gorgeous ass, and sometimes sneak a hand between her legs and right up to her cunt. She enjoys such things, so there was no problem, save for her worry that someone would notice. But I was careful. And then it started. Suddenly I felt something pushing against my back.

Two soft succulent balls pressing against me. I turned around and saw a squat woman, not very pretty, not very fair but buxom and solidly built. At a guess, she was about 35 years of age. She seemed to have come alone. When I turned back, she did not meet my eye and was looking away. At first I was terrified that may be I had walked backwards and into her breasts.

But I need not have worried. After a few seconds, I felt the breasts again. And again and again. It was a glorious feeling, a flashback to the time when my girlfriends would be hotly draped around me and I would be riding the bike, I took courage in both hands and took a small, small step backwards. The breasts pushed more solidly against me. The woman did not move back.

For several minutes, as the queue wound its way forward slowly, this went on. I was slowly catching on, and my member was coming to life. In front of me, the children were playing and ahead of them my wife seemed to not notice that I was not paying any attention to her juicy ass.

Now, the children started becoming a little restless. I squatted in the queue to play with them. And suddenly, with god knows what courage, slightly rocked my head back. It hit her pubic area. I could clearly feel the curve of her stomach and the bone. To this, the woman stepped a little forward, and increased the pressure.

I shook my head as if playing with children, but it was really intended for the woman. She liked what she felt and she came another mini-step forward. And then, as I was playing with the chidren, I moved my shoulder and hit her right on the cunt. Held position and rubbed it a little. She came forward again. I heard a little “hummph”.

And she began every so slightly swaying her hips, the better to enjoy my shoulder. My cock was rock solid by now. The queue was still inching along and I put my hand under her saree and reached up… to heaven. She was wearing no panties, and she was leaking. Quietly I took my finger out and licked with with just enough “slurrp” for her to notice.

After this, there seemed to be no end. She would come forward, I would make some movement or the other to rub her cunt or her breasts, Then she turned to one side, and it was my chance to grab at her buttocks. Firm buttocks, well rounded. I gave it many many squeezes and put my hand between them.

Time flew. I have no idea how long we were in the queue. 15 minutes? 30 minutes? It passed in an instant. Suddenly the queue was ending and we were near the temple entrance. The woman disengaged. But I could not. My cock was now rock solid and I had to pull it up and nestle it against my pubic hairs so that the bulge wouldn’t show.

She saw me doing this, and put out her hand and caressed it twice and squeezed it. I don’t know how I didn’t come. And for the first time our eyes met. In an instant, we were in inside the temple and all thoughts of sex flew out of my mind. But my body would not listen. I made a quick plan.

I told my wife to take the kids and collect prasad, for which there was another long queue, while I would bring the car to the entrance so we could make a quick getaway. The poor thing agreed and went away. The mystery woman noticed it. And she knew what was in my mind. I needlessly gestured to the woman,

whose name I did not know but whose guts and lust I came to have high regard for, to follow me. We went to the hotel accommodation directly opposite and I booked a room. It is pretty common in such places for families to book a room for a brief while, freshen up and head for worship. If only the hotel clerk knew!

I climbed up to the first floor and opened the room, refusing the help of the hotel assistant. The woman was following on my heels. The moment we were inside, I locked the door and pure pure lust took over. Without exchanging a gesture, not uttering a word, not even asking her name, I began fondling her, squeezing her breasts that had so tormented me, grabbing her buttocks,

pressing her cunt from over the saree, kissing her deeply, all this at once. She was no less. Her one hand was over my fly, rubbing my little fellow, her other hand was on by bums, her body was pressed against mine and she was kissing me violently. She knew and I knew that we had very little time. In those fleeting moments, we touched every part of each other’s body.

Her thighs were strong and muscular, and she went after my strong back. If I turned her around and rubbed my prick on her buttocks, she held my ass with one hand and guided the other to her breasts. She twisted her neck around and kissed me, slurping up the saliva that was drooling from our mouths, And somehow magically it happened.

I twisted her towards the bed, opened by pants and brought my desperately deprived prick out. She sat up, and gave it a quick and heavenly blow job. She pulled the turgid skin back, sending shockwaves through my body. She took little licks of the tip of my penis, ringed the fat head with her lips. She swallowed it whole. And she left it sloppy wet.

I desperately wanted to lick her cunt, but there was no time. I lay her down and lifted her sari. Quickly, very very quickly, and ignoring all foreplay – I generally take a lot of time in gently and totally giving my woman a blow job – I brutally ravaged her swollen cunt. The clit was protruding out, the surest indication that this woman was a hot lay.

Then, with our eyes meeting each other and sending out silent signals, I slid up and pushed my prick into her cunt. She went “unnnnhh” and wrapped her legs around me and held me tight. So tight that I went in full length in one go, and my balls were crushed against her ass. She was holding me so tight that pumping into her was difficult. And then I realised her game.

The tighter she held me, I harder I pumped and the greater was the pleasure we shared. The feeling was so intense that she had her orgasm… I thing she had one when I was tonguing her. Her legs soon relaxed and I had a couple of minutes to time my strokes and give it to her at my pace. And all at once, I was fucking her, my hand was on her boobs and we were tongue-kissing.

I found time to lick her earlobes and bite her on the neck. A few more strokes, and she came again, this time making a low throaty sound that I cannot describe. It was something like “umgggghhrrrhhhmmm”. That really blew my top. Giving her no time to recover, I turned her around and began ramming her doggie-style, my favourite position.

This leaves my hand totally free to molest her books and gives her a chance to turn around and kiss without either of us feeling the strain. I thought I could keep it up for a few minutes, but the fucking, the danger of being caught, the thrill of the sudden and secret encounter were so much that I began cumming.

I spurted maybe four times, maybe five… and felt that my legs were giving way under me. We both collapsed in a heap. But we had no time. The moment my little fellow came back to normal, we went to the bathroom. There I cleaned up her cunt, allowing my sperm to flow over my hand and holding it up for her to lick.

She cleaned my prick so nicely that I began having a hard on. We looked at each other, but knew that this was the end, In less than five minutes, I checked out and we went our separate ways.. I nearly ran to the parking place and took my car out and drove up to the gate, just in time to see my wife and the kids reaching there.

We had a pleasant drive back, and my wife couldn’t understand why I was smiling through the children were howling in the back. I have often remembered this incident and masturbated. But of course I never told my wife about it. Though I would share it for all those generous people who published their experience, and gave me endless hours of masturbatory pleasure. (Humandigest, 20009)