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Naughty Experiences !!!
  
I am Yuvi. Sharing few real life experiences trying to be a good story teller n i hope u like reading. Do comment not only on the story but on my profile too

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Anjali Ch. 01
Posted:Jul 19, 2019 7:30 am
Last Updated:Jul 19, 2019 7:30 am
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First time I saw Anjali when my wife (then my girlfriend) brought her along on a date and introduced Anjali as her best friend. A slim, tall, very fair girl with eye glasses took my heart away. She has small firm tits and a narrow waist. Her firm round ass is something which can draw your attention. She has a little black mole on her nose and when she smiles her teeth present a beautiful pearl line. I was very much in love with my GF and had every intention of marrying her but I was unable to control my desire for Anjali. She was 24 then and was working in a bank in Delhi, she later got transferred to Mumbai. This story is from her days in Mumbai. She was 26 when this story took place and was living in Mumbai alone. In our wedding she was the girl who is always with the bride (the Indian version of maid of honour) and I was busy controlling my dick in front of whole lot of guests because of that fairy. We talked a little during the days of celebration and I made sure to make her giggle on my jokes. She loved my sense of humor and was very fond of my company. We were always talking when we were in each other's company. I noticed every detail of her beautiful body and face and by the end of festivities, I had enough mental notes to shag on for weeks. I believe if you can make her laugh and giggle on your jokes than u can make her moan on your dick. Anjali was on my fuck list and I started working on this plan from day one.

I was on the flight to Mumbai and the hot air hostesses were unable to lure me as my brain was occupied with thoughts of fucking Anjali. Now I am a guy who has some control on things which allowed me to make things favorable for me. So I chose a long weekend which was absolutely free for me. I planned a trip to Mumbai and made arrangement in Anjali's office so that she couldn't get long off on that weekend. She has 4 free days but she cant plan a trip out of Mumbai and I was on my way to Mumbai with my dick hard for her beautiful pink lips and tight wet pussy.

I rented an apartment in her building and took a taxi directly for there. As I was getting off taxi my stars aligned in the most promising way and there she was all sweating and panting in her jogging dress in front of me. I could not have asked for more. It would have taken another plan for knocking on her door and then explaining the reason as why I rented an apartment on her floor. She was looking at me still trying to figure out as to how to greet me or respond to my presence in her neighborhood.

'Well, hello,' I said, 'Someone followed me from Delhi to here.'

I was all smiles to make her comfortable and I was openly showing my happiness as well.

'Yuvi, I don't know what to say. What brought u here?' she was still figuring out how to behave in front of a known face when her whole body specially tits were visible through the flimsy material of her wet top.

'You live here?' I asked.

'You are saying you are not stalking me?' she teased.

'I wish I were,' I laughed.

'I am on an office trip AND I am thankful to them that they lodged me here in your society. And I found you without an effort,' I was conscious to hide my excitement but I am sure that was a very fruitless effort.

'I live in 622,' she extended her hand.

'624 belongs to me for next 4 days,' I shook her hand gently. It was like a live wire for me when I touched her.

'You are living in 622 then, mister,' she said with a smile.

I let go of her hand and I was thanking God already.

She helped me up with my luggage. I was walking behind her fasting my eyes with every move of her sexy body. Her butt, her long legs, her narrow waist and the outline of her boobs.

We were in my apartment and she left me alone with a raging hard on and her words, 'Clean yourself up in 15 minutes and ring my bell, breakfast is ready.'

I was sure that today is not the day to open those long legs so I got out of my clothes and headed for bathroom. Opened her picture on FB and started shaking my dick. Her sweaty wet ass was in front of my eyes and I unloaded my seed so hard that I granted loud and almost passed out of the pleasure. I was sure she heard me if the door was open. I had to lie down for sometime to get my senses together. My phone rang and she was there.

'You cumming?' I'm sure I heard it right.

'Already came,' I replied as I knocked her door.

I wore a half sleeve t shirt and shorts as I have a body worth showing off. I wore a tightest possible underwear as I knew that my cock will give in on first glimpses of Anjali. She opened the door and greeted me with a big smile and my cock was hard a rock. She was about to give me a hug because of reflexes, I guess, but retracted midway as she got conscious. She led me into her place and I was following her close. She was clean but I could still smell her sweat and the aroma was intoxicating. Her hair was in a bun and her neck was visible. She wore a loose satin/cotton shirt and shorts which were hardly hiding her butt. Now I know why they are called hot pants. She was looking hot. The shirt was hanging loose around her tiny waist and covering her ass. Her fine long legs were smooth and were vibrating in a rhythm as she walked. I love the little extra material on legs to hold on and kiss, when you are fucking her in missionary.

I decides to make my presence felt so I kept walking even she showed me the couch in drawing room and I sat on the dining table from where I could see her in the kitchen. It was such a small thing that she didn't even notice. I was feasting on her frame as she fixed breakfast in kitchen. It was a beautiful small apartment and somehow she was like a show piece which was multiplying the beauty of the place. I was awestruck and my heart was beating in excitement. I asked for water and drank a full glass.

'How long you are here?' she asked sitting in front of me.

She has beautiful big blue eyes, pearl white teeth and my first love for her, a small mole on her nose. How will she look going down on me with my entire cock in her mouth, I was wondering.

'Yuvi!!'

'Hmm yeah,' I came back to my senses. 'You were asking?'

I could see red in her eyes and on her cheeks. She blushed as she noticed me staring at her. But thank god I was staring her face not her boobs.

'I'm staying as long as you are allowing me to stay in your apartment,' I quipped to make her comfortable.

'Ohh no, not that dear. I am asking how long are you in Mumbai?' she said laughing.

'Till Monday, may be. It's a weekend and I am still working. Hate to spoil your day as well. You must have your own plans.'

No she did not, I made sure of that.

'No plans,' she told, 'Office wants me to remain on call today and I have to report office tomorrow and Saturday, so no plans plus its great to have you here.'

'So you are free today. Show me your city if its not a biggie for u,' I tried my luck.

'Love to,' came out of her beautiful lips and I was overjoyed.

We were done eating. She said, 'Go and change for the day, I'll call you when I am ready.'

'Hey why don't we try Mumbai local, the famed train service. I mean I try, you must know that already,' I wanted to be close to her and what's better than the overcrowded Mumbai local. Car was creating a distance between us. She was driving and I wanted to feel her next to me.

'Fine with me, I already hate driving in this fucking traffic.'

I looked at her and laughed.

'Sorry for the language,' she said.

'Fine with me,' I winked.

We were standing in the train. She wore a long skirt with a loose top. She was from Mumbai now and knew the demand of weather. It was hot and humid already. There was enough rush not to allow us seats but not enough to let me feel her. So we were talking. She was talking actually, I was busy noticing every details of her. She close her eyes when she laugh, she hit my hand if I crack a joke, she is always busy with her hair and she had to wake me up from my thoughts for more than once.

'What's distracting you Yuvi?'

'Ummm nothing, its just some thoughts,' cut a lame excuse. I was sure she caught me staring at her for so long but she chose to let it pass. Without pointing out.

The train stopped at some station on our return journey and some people came in then more people came in and in no time we were pressed to each other. We made space for other people in such a way, before we could even think she was almost in my arms and I had to hold her by her waist to prevent her from tripping.

'You ok?' I asked.

'Umm yeah. The crowd came in suddenly,' she had to keep her one hand on my chest and one was on railing for support.

'Good fortune comes without a warning,' I said to myself.

'Hey, you can relax,' I assured her as her arm was over extended to hold the railing.

She lifted her face and looked at me.

'Its fine,' I assured her.

So now the situation is that she is completely pressed to me crotch to crotch, my one hand around her waist and her both palms on my chest. She was uncomfortable, I could see as was looking down and her palms were shaking on my chest.

'Anjali, you ok?' I asked.

'Yeah,' she looked up and smiled. She was trying to play a good host and making me comfortable. We were standing in same position and our talks have stopped. More was yet to follow.

It was hot inside and Anjali began to sweat under my palm. I could feel her skin through the fabric of her top and my cock began to swell. She was looking down, I was looking at her. She did notice my hard on through her flimsy skirt that she was wearing and her breathing got heavy. She knew that I wasn't doing it on purpose but she didn't know it was my only purpose.

I could feel her nails on my chest. She was sure feeling my cock and my entire 7 inches were pressed against side of her thigh where her panty was just a string. I held her tight against me. She was off balance, her legs dint have enough space beneath them so I opened my legs a bit and her knee moved in between my legs. Now I could feel my cock pulsating on her tummy. It was too much. The sexual tension was on its peak for me. I played my luck pressed my palm on her back and she looked up. Her eyes were red and cheeks were flushed. She was controlling her breathing.

'Anjali,' I looked in her eyes with authority and put my had on her back under her top.

'Yuviiiiii!!' she moaned and closed her eyes. I pressed my palm on her bare back and put my little finger in her skirt belt. She opened her eyes and looked at me with questioning gaze. I smiled at her and held her tight against me. I kept rubbing her back and I was looking her in eyes, she didn't break the contact. I moved a little towards her, she didn't pull back. I leaned more and our lips met. Ohhh my God. She tasted like heaven. It was a sweet small kiss. I wanted to fuck her right there but I was also aware of ruining my chances. I broke the kiss, it lasted for about 2-3 seconds. I opened my eyes and she was there with her lips open and eyes closed. My princess was sure willing and was enjoying it. She was hot and almost ready to open her legs for me. I have a full weekend for heavenly fuck with lovely Anjali but one wrong move could have ruined the setting.

First time I saw her so close. She was so beautiful. I was lusting after her for so long, she was an object of my desire but, damn, she was beautiful. Face made of milk and honey, lips like rose petals with beautiful black eyelashes. Her closed eyes and open pink lips were so inviting. My cock was pressed to her tummy and she was literally shivering.

My left hand was on her waist. I put my right hand on back of her shoulders and made her lean on me completely. Her soft boobs were pressed to my chest and she was breathing heavy against my skin. My hands were roaming on her back. She was sweating and hot. My other hand moved down to her butt over her skirt and she held my shirt tight. I took her bun in my palm and squeezed a little. She let out a slow moan. I kissed her head and held her butt tight. I was pressing her onto my cock and she moaned again.

'Anjali look up baby,' I asked her with all the love in my voice.

She looked up with slightly open bloodshot eyes. I looked into her eyes and gave her an assuring smile. She kept looking me in eye and I put my lips on her pink soft lips. My god they were soft as butter. I kept kissing her for some moments and then she opened her lips. I was going nuts with excitement and pleasure. I took her lower lips in my lips and began sucking it. She was responding now. Her hands were moving on my chest and she were allowing me access to her body. I sucked her lips, pushed my tongue in her mouth and bit her lips softly as I kissed her lips. She was sucking on my tongue. She knew what she was doing. She was making me crazy with her art with lips and tongue. The kiss was heaven but we were on a train and this was not good for a long kiss. So I broke the kiss and took her in embrace. She was clinging to me like a . And the train stopped at our stop.

'Anjali, lets go baby,' I made my grip on her waist easy and she slipped away. She looked up and suddenly came to her senses. She move away from me and began to go out of compartment. I held her wrist. She turned towards me.

'Not like this baby,' I pulled her towards me. Held her in my arms and gave a full kiss on her lips. Kissed her forehead. Squeezed her in my arms.

'Now we can go sugar,' I smiled into her eyes.

She gave a shy smile. I winked, she smiled bigger. I took her hand in my hand and we began to walk towards her car.

I wanted to fuck her badly. My plan was to take her home and move things slowly but my cock gave in as soon as we reached the car. It was a secluded spot in the parking. She unlocked the car and I grabbed her hand and guided towards the back seat. She was surprised.

'Yuvi, what are you doing?' she squealed in a hushes surprised tone.

'Say nothing baby, just trust me,' I pushed her gently in and entered the car after her. I closed the car door behind us.

'No Yuvi, please', she pleaded looking around from the car windows.

I pulled her towards me and hugged her tight. She was melting in my arms.

'Yuvi this is wrong, you belong to Prerna,' she was actually scared of the situation as her control was also against her so she mentioned my wife to change my mind. So, she had no problem in being with me. She had no problem to fuck in car. She had no problem in me fucking her in the car. Her only last try was just a formality.

'May be, but this belongs to you baby,' I took her hand and put it on my zipper. She pulled her hand back and looked at me with same cute look as was in train. I took her cheeks in my palms and put my lips on her lips. She hugged me tight.

'Ohhhhh Yuvi, you are making me mad,' she said to me as she fell into my arms.

'I thought I am making you wet darling,' I teased her.

'You are so bad Yuvi,' she mumbled in the kiss.

'I am sure you are going to enjoy my bad side baby. Now first let me treat you the way a beautiful princess like you deserves to be treated,' I said getting up from my seat.

I made her lean back in the seat and adjusted myself between her legs. The space was tight and Anjali was hot, soon we began to sweat. My hands moved to her boobs and she moaned, 'Ohhh Yuvi, please don't do this. It's wrong.'

'Don't think of right or wrong Anjali, you deserve this pleasure. Your body it letting your secret out baby. Your virgin young body needs my cock.'

Now I have taken full control of her body and her body was responding to my touch. I was pressing her boobs and kissing her hard. She pulled me towards her and now we both were into each other. Fuck was going to be heaven. Fucking such a beautiful white fairy in car is a feeling beyond words.

'Are you wet Anjali?' I asked.

'Check for yourself mister,' now she was playing.

'I'll check with my dick then beautiful, get ready,' I said taking my hands between us where my cock was confined to my trousers.

She pulled back, her eyes open wide.

'Can I touch it?' She asked.

I opened my trousers and put her hand in my underwear.

'Its hard as rock,' she wondered.

'For a pussy as soft as a flower, baby,' I kissed her on her forehead.

'Ohh Yuvi, you are such a charmer,' she was feeling my cock in her hand, playing with it and squeezing it.

Her skirt was now around her waist and my cock was out of my clothes. I moved her panty to a side and put my cock on her pussy. She felt wet and warm.

'You ready Anjali?' I asked as I rest the entire length on her pussy. She gasped and swallowed hard. She nodded with her bottom lip pressed in her teeth.

She was looking at our union and has stopped breathing. I rubbed my cock a little on her pussy, made it wet with her juices and pushed in. She was ok. I took her lips in mine, held her waist and pushed a little more. She moaned and shifted her ass. She was not in pain yet. I broke the kiss and asked her, 'You ok Anjali?'

She bit her bottom lip and nodded in yes. I was looking her in eye and began moving my hips. I was fucking her with slow pushes in and out. She was having pleasure. I was playing with her boobs. Pinching and squeezing those fur balls. Anjali was moaning loud now. Car windows were now fully covered with moisture. Two young bodies satisfying their lust were producing enough steam.

Now was the time to give her my full length. I held her waist tight, took her in full control and pushed hard.

'Yuviiiiiii,' she cried with pain, I moaned with pleasure. The boundary between my cock and her pussy was broken. She dug her nails into my shoulders. There were marks and the bitch made me bleed. Yes she was a bitch. Sue knew how to derive pleasure out of a man. She was reluctant but was having fun. She was not that used too of taking bid cock in her pussy and her pussy was showing blood too. I didn't know whether she was a virgin or not then but she was new. She was in pain. Her eyes were wide open. I pulled my dick and pushed again balls deep into her hole. She screamed again.

'Yuvi please its too painful, go easy on me, please baby.' She was pleading. She called my baby. The bitch was having fun.

I began to fuck her with slow pace and was playing with her body. Her heels were touching the car roof, her back was rested on seat and I was fucking her. I stopped, took a good look of her sexy face, she was wondering and I pushed hard again. Now her cries had turned into moans. But the bitch was moaning hard. There was no way I was going to last long. She was tight, hot and the sexual tension was building for long. I began to fuck her with hard deep strokes. She was moaning and scratching my back with her long nails.

'Anjali, I am going to cum inside you baby,' I said in her ear nibbling on her ear lobe.

She tried to move up, pushed me with her full force but she was a docile damsel and I was too much for her. And also soon her orgasm took her over and her grip got tighter on me. She was hurting me with her nails. I kept fucking her, her body tensed and she let out a sharp cry. Her legs first clutched me tight for a minute then went limp on my shoulders. She came hard and her juice was dripping from my balls to the car seat. This turned me further on. I held her smooth thighs and began fucking her to make myself cum. With one final deep push I unloaded my load deep into her pussy. I came so hard and so much spurt after spurt until her pussy was full and my load was flowing on car seat like a glass of milk shake. She passed out from my strokes and I was exhausted.

We were there on each other for some moments. Then she came back to her senses and moved under me.

'Anjali...' I traced my finger on her cheek. She opened her eyes and tried cover herself up. I stopped her, made her look me in eyes and kissed her on lips. She smiled.

'You are very beautiful Anjali,' I complimented her. She took my face in her palms, looked me in eyes for a moment and planted her lips on mine. I was surprised. She sucked my lips and put her tongue in my mouth. She pushed me back as I began to again lean into her.

She got up, smiled and asked me, 'How long you going to stay in Mumbai, again?'

I looked at her with surprise rubbing my head as it banged on car door and we both laughed.

End of first story.

More to cum...

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Note: All the characters in this story are above the age of 18 and this story is a mixture or real life experience and writing liberty. You can contact me through my profile.
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Anjali Ch. 02
Posted:Jul 20, 2019 11:50 pm
Last Updated:Mar 30, 2021 3:17 am
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This is the next part of my first story First of Anjali. I always wanted fuck Anjali the best friend my wife Prerna. They were practically sisters so the pleasure was double for me because of the uous angle. This story is about how me and Anjali proceeded after our first session in Anjali's car.

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Me and Anjali were returning. We were in her car and I was driving this time. I have lots of thoughts in my mind and I was sure that her brain was also racing. I just now had sex in a parking lot with the best friend of my beautiful wife in her car. I was in seventh heaven. Even after fucking such a beautiful babe and cumming that hard, my cock was already hard again and was pushing against my trousers. Anjali was adjusting herself time and again in her seat. She was shuffling her legs, squeezing her thighs. I knew her and my juices were flowing out of her pussy and she was conscious about her appearance when she was going to alight the car. I was looking at her time and again but she was lost in her thoughts. I wanted to make her comfortable. She was okay with us fucking but she couldn't fight the aftershocks. Poor babe. I was unaware of how she was taking all this and I wanted to know.

"You ok there, Anjali?"

She didn't reply me and kept looking at the road. May be she didn't even heard what I said to her. Her hands were folded in her lap and she was relaxed as never before. I once more savoured her sexy contour and my cock moved in confines.

Soon we were entering the society and I was parking the car. I wanted to jump onto her with the first possible chance. I wanted Anjali for a long time and after having her once I wanted her again. We left the car and began walking towards the elevators. My dick was hard as a rock and I was going to grab her the moment we reached the elevator.

"Yuvi, they have cameras in lifts and are pretty serious about the PDA in there. They are almost the moral police around here," Anjali whispered to me while pressing the elevator buttons without making eye with me.

She read my mind or she spoke hers!!

I looked at her with a wide grin, grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside the lift. In there I held her in a bear hug. Elevator doors were still open and I could feel the fear in Anjali's heart but I kept her in my tight embrace. Doors closed and there were just of us in the lift. She was literally shivering with the fear of camera.

"I don't care is watching us, Anjali. They don't know me so I can pass for your boyfriend for them. And I promise you that I am not going fuck that sweet pussy of yours in this filthy elevator, baby," I whispered in her ear with my lips on her cheek.

She let a deep moan and hugged me tight. My hand began roam south on her back and I grabbed her ass. I was squeezing her ass and she was moaning on my neck. My hard dick was pressed between our bodies. She was ignorant towards the surroundings now and was lost in her lust. Her hands were moving on my back and I could feel her nails on my body. She was very turned on and so was I. I had a proper romantic love making in my mind for this time but it seemed that Anjali was as a bitch in heat and all she wanted was my cock in her love hole.

We were brought back the reality by the ding of elevator door. It opened on us making . Thank God there was nobody in the corridor or the poor would have been in trouble. She broke the embrace and we left the lift. We were walking towards our apartments. She held onto my arm tight and leaned towards me. I held her by her narrow waist. My hard cock was now making it difficult to walk.

We reached our block and she began to walk towards her apartment.

" Your place or mine, baby?" I asked her softly as she was unlocking the door.

She looked at me, kept looking for a while then smiled. I breathed of relief. She opened the door pushed me aside and shut the door on my .

"Anj...!!" what happened there, I was clueless. I was standing there wondering she felt something wrong or she was playing with me. My phone buzzed and there was a text from her.

"Am I worth waiting, Yuvi?"

"You are worth waiting for a lifetime, beautiful."

"Then wait at your place while you clean up the day long Mumbai from you. I won't take long."

"Sure thing. You want me the front door unlocked?"

"Don't be silly, Yuvi. And my door now, please."

Hell she knew it all. I was still standing at her closed door like a pizza guy. I went my place and began doing as instructed. My place was still in reception mode as I didn't touch things on my arrival. So she would love it. I was lost in her thoughts. Suddenly I remembered her on my wedding day. She looked sexy as hell in a not so heavy red churidar (you can google the dress in red color and imagine a very beautiful slim with glasses on, in it). I liked her style that day as well. Generally girls try overrun the bride with their dresses but Anjali was in her place and was slaying all including me. I wondered if she had this dress with her. I wanted her as she looked that day. I pulled a picture of her on my phone from that day, took a moment and sent it to her. This was the first thing I did after entering my place so she, as well, wasn't in shower yet.

"So, you want me to come to your place in a wedding dress?" she texted me.

", if you have this dress with you," we were discussing our next meeting so normally that it felt like a routine thing. The awkwardness was gone and we were more about details.

"Fine. But I can't cross the lobby all made so you do your things and you ring the bell, Yuvi. My place. 30 minutes," she replied.

"Good for me."

I put my phone down and went for shower. My mind was racing wild and my cock had no intention of settling down. On other day I would have jerked off in of Anjali but I was about have her again so I waited. I enjoyed a long cold bath and my cock felt relaxed.

I got of bath and wore some nice looking casuals. Anjali gave me 30 minutes and I didn't want her wait. So exactly in 30 minutes I rang her doorbell.

Anjali answered the door, held it closed on me and said, "The door is open, Yuvi. I am leaving it as such. You count , open it and find me."

I could hear her footsteps going back. My heart was pounding in my chest with excitement and anticipation. I did as instructed, I opened the door after a while and I got in. I was expecting her hiding somewhere or at least in a bedroom behind a closed door. But there she was. Standing right in front me at a distance. She was leaning back on a white wall, hands behind her back and foot crossed over another. She was looking exactly as I remembered her from the wedding day. She was wearing her beautiful red dress, a light make up, minimal jewellery and her hair was tied loose.

"Like what you see?" she asked looking down.

I kept on checking her . God, she was beautiful. She was looking down but I could see her biting her lower lip. I could notice her gorgeous boobs rising with her heavy breathing.

She took a deep breath and looked up at me, " Hi, Yuvi."

"You look beautiful, Anjali," I said walking towards her.

", this is a beautiful dress a guess," she smiled.

"No, this is a beautiful ," I stood in front of her and touched her waist gently.

"You want something?" she asked me leaving the wall and walking away towards the kitchen.

"That's why I am here, I guess."

"Beer?" she asked avoiding my move.

"Your choice," I walked to her couch and sat down.

She opened a beer and made drinks for both of us. She was walking towards me in all her glory with glasses in both her hands. She was exotic.

She handed me my drink. I thanked her. She was still standing next to me.

"You want to sit?" I asked her.

"You want me sit somewhere else?" she kicked my foot.

I cursed myself for being slow. I spread my legs apart. She moved between them and sat on my lap. She wasn't wearing any perfume and her fragrance was intoxicating. I moved my hand and placed it on her lower back. My hand could feel the string of her dress and the band of her panty. I kept moving my hand slowly.

"Cheers, I guess!" I raised my glass.

She touched her glass to mine and took a small sip. She closed her eyes and relaxed her neck. Her hair fell on her shoulders and she shook her head to move them back. I was yet to take my first sip from the drink. I was lost in Anjali. Her beauty, her fragrance and her swag was making me go nuts. My cock was growing on my pants. My hand began to move upwards on her back. From her waist to where her bra strap was then to where the fabric of her dress ended and I felt the skin of her neck. I guided her towards me with a gentle push of my hand. She opened her eyes, gave me a seductive smile and closed them again. She was leaning towards me. I kept pushing her towards me our lips were next each other. I touched my lips onto hers and gave her a soft kiss. She moaned and placed her hand on my chest. She began to breath heavy and leaned some more into me. I pressed my lips on her sweet pink lips and began kissing her. The kiss was sweet like honey. I opened my lips and took her bottom lips in mine and began sucking it. She opened her mouth and allow me access. She was enjoying the kiss as much as I was. Her hand was moving on my chest and she was grabbing me shirt.

She broke the kiss to breathe and looked into my eyes which were blood red by then.

"You don't want your drink, Yuvi?" she pointed out my full glass.

I put the glass on table and place my hand on her cheek. She took her glass to her lips, took a sip and placed her lips on mine. She was pouring beer into my mouth from her lips and I was drinking every or it. Some beer was dripping onto my shirt from my chin. She was licking the beer off my chin while I was sucking her lips dry.

She put her glass aside, lifted her dress up and settled on my lap as if giving me a lap dance. Her both knees were on the couch and we were kissing like there was no tomorrow. She was giving me full smooch and was sucking my tongue. My hands were roaming on her back and I was grabbing her ass and squeezing her buns. She began grinding her ass on my hard cock. She held my in her hands and was kissing my lips, licking my and neck with her tongue. I inserted my hand in her dress from behind and touched her bare back. She shivered my touch. I held her waist and pressed her on my cock. She was grinding her ass hard and my cock was going of control.

I grabbed her thighs and got up taking her in my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. We didn't break the kiss. I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist and held her tight against me. I was so turned on that I wanted fuck her right there but I wanted enjoy her fully this time. So I walked towards my bedroom with that beautiful babe wrapped around me.

I kicked the bedroom door close behind me and threw Anjali on the bed. She settled on her back, folded her knees and raised her upper body on her elbows. Her hair were now loose and were scattered on her shoulders. She was very turned on and her told it all. Her breathing was heavy. I held her ankle and pulled her towards the edge of bed. She sat on the bed with her feet touching the flood. I held her in my hands and put my burning lips on her open lips. She grabbed the belt of my pants and pulled them down with my briefs. My long hard cock sprang in front of her . She grabbed it with her hand and gave it a squeeze. A moan escaped my lips. She was taking the charge and showing me what she wanted.

"Where you want it baby?" I asked her kissing her cheek.

"Let me tell you where I want this sweet cock of yours, Yuvi."

She looked in my eyes and without breaking eye , she slightly got up from the bed and settled on the floor on her toes and knees. She pulled my cock to her lips, took her tongue and touch the tip of my cock with her tongue. All this she did while making heavy eye with me. My turned tense with excitement. I didn't want shoot my cum on her too soon but that pretty was too much to bear. She opened her lips and wrapped them around my cock head and gave it a soft suck. My head fell back and I groaned. Her too small actions were becoming too much for me. I needed to calm my mind. I raised her up by her shoulders and made her lie on the bed. I put my knee behind her ass on the bed and pushed her up. She moved up she was fully on the bed. I came upon her and supported myself on my elbows on her.

"You are unbearably , Anjali," I said kissing her neck "Let me just control myself or I may come too soon, baby."

"You are very , Yuvi. You make me lose my grip my myself," she kissed me on cheek.

My cock was leaking precum and was staining her dress.

"Lets make you more beautiful," I said her grabbing her dress and reising it above her head.

"You find me prettier naked, no?" she asked.

"Yes baby," I said pulling her dress up.

She adjusted herself and raised her arms so that I could pull it off her body. She was wearing a red bra which looked very on her fair skin and gorgeous boobs.

"All red?" I asked her smiling.

"See for yourself," she replied.

"Now I can't wait see," I pulled her pants down and yes, she was wearing matching red panties.

I got up and kept looking at her. She was perfect. Tall frame, toned slim body, pretty boobs and very fair smooth skin. I was staring at her like a hungry baby and admiring every curve her body. There was already a wet spot on her panty and her chest was heaving.

I could not notice when she grabbed my wrist and pulled my onto her. I supported my weight or I would have fallen on her.

"Your eyes admire me a little too much, Yuvi," she said.

"If they could write a on you, Anjali. I can't tell you how beautiful you are," I said trailing my fingers on her flat tummy.

"Tell me, Yuvi," she whispered.

"You are beyond words baby," I kissed her.

"Then tell me by your actions," she whispered in my lips.

I held the elastic of her panty and pulled it down. Anjali lifted her ass help me. I pulled it her knees and then with my toes pulled it off her legs. I adjusted myself between her legs and she raised her body on her elbows.

"I want to see," she said.

I threw some pillows behind her and made her relax. She opened her legs wide and bent her knees. She was soaking wet. There was so much juice from her pussy that the bedsheet was already wet.

"Its too bad to waste that nectar," I said and lowered my on her pussy. I licked her pussy with my tongue. She threw her head back and cried with pleasure. I licked her pussy lips clean then opened them and began to lick her clitoris. Her taste was fabulous. So untouched, so pure.

"Oh Yuvi! You are making me mad, baby," she cried.

She held my hair and began pulling them. She was hurting me and I began to lick hard. She was beating the bed with her hands, her legs were fixed around my head and she was throwing her head around. She was experiencing that pleasure for first time so I decided to give her more of it.

I opened her pussy lips with hand and began lick her pussy from inside. With my other hand I began finger her deep. I was rubbing her hole and was fingering her, my rough tongue was doing its magic. Anjali wanted to escape my grip as the invasion was unbearable for her. But she was not enough for me physically. I kept on working her for a while with varying speed and she gave in. She came like a volcano erupted between her legs. Spurts after spurts of her cum were flowing from her pussy. She was crying and hurting me with her heels. I was lapping all her cum and the taste of her cum was making me mad. I savoured every last of it.

When her orgasm got over, her legs fell on the bed and her cries stopped. She relaxed. I put pillows back behind her head and raised her head. Her eyes were closed but that wasn't the time for her to relax.

I positioned myself between her legs. Placed my cock on her now red pussy and whispered to her, "you wanted to see it, right?"

She opened her eyes surprised.

"It's not over yet, baby," I pressed my cock on her pussy.

Her lips opened to make way for my big cock. Her eyes opened wide. My cock slid in a little and her pussy gripped it tight.

"Relax baby," I said.

I pulled it and push it back in a little deeper this time. Her pussy made room for me. I pulled my entire length rubbed her juice on it and shoved it back in her pussy deep. She was looking at our union as a . I gave last push and it was all inside her. She bit her lip supress the cry of pain. That last push was violent but I could not control. She was wondering how can that tiny hole take entire 7 inches of my fat cock.

I kept my cock buried in her for a while and began kiss her on her shoulders and around her neck. I moved my hands her back and unclasped her bra. Her soft boobs got free. They were moving like jelly on her chest. I held and took the nipple in my mouth. She gasped. I pulled my entire cock out and pushed back in. She was taken aback by the double assault and she grabbed my shoulders by her nails. I moved my tongue on her nipple and began to fuck her with slow pace. Long deep strokes on my cock were fucking her tight wet pussy well.

"Didn't you ask to tell you by my actions?" I asked her squeezing her boob.

"Yes Yuvi, tell me," she moaned.

I took her boobs on my mouth and began to suck them. I place hand of mine her ass, lifted her ass up and began plough her pussy. My strokes were deep and long. She wasn't feeling the pain but she could feel every inch of my cock. My cock was now hitting her cervix deep inside her vagina. She let a groan every time I got it. This began give me pleasure and I began fuck her harder. My strokes became deeper and more violent. Soon her groans turned into cries and this turned me on even more.

"You like it baby?" I asked fucking her hard.

"Go easy, Yuvi, please. You are hurting me," her wide open eyes were moist and she was frightened.

I kept on thrusting my cock even deeper in her pussy hitting her back wall every time. I was enjoying her pain. Her boobs were spread on her chest and were moving like butter with my thrusts. Her lips were open and she was hurting my shoulders with her nails.

"You want to taste your pussy juice on my cock, baby? Maybe you can give some relax to your pussy," I asked her.

"Please, Yuvi," she pleaded.

I pulled my cock from her pussy. It was dripping wet with her juices. I climbed on her and put my wet cock on her open lips. She opened her mouth wide and took my cock in. Her head was elevated on pillows. I began to move my hips and began to fuck her pink lips. Her mouth was as tight as her vagina was. I was fucking her mouth and inside her mouth her tongue was playing on my dick head. This was too much sensation to bear. My balls were on the verge of explosion. I didn't want to cum in her mouth without her permission.

"I may cum soon, honey. Where you want it?" I pulled my cock from her lips. One more lick from her would have made me cum.

She spread her legs and invited me into a hug, "Let me feel you on me while I fill my pussy, Yuvi."

I fell in her arms. Raised my hips and buried my cock deep in her pussy. As it the end of her tunnel, my cock exploded. The semen began fill her love hole. She was squeezing her pussy muscles as it trying milk every of me. I fell dead in her embrace, it was like my soul was leaving my body through my penis.

"Ohh Anjali! You are so good, baby, so good," this could escape my lips as I came so hard.
She began move her hand on my back comforting me and with another hand she was massaging back of my head.

"You are a stud, Yuvi. I was right in thinking, you will fuck me good day when I first met you," she whispered in my ear.

I was surprised by her words. I tried move my head up at her. But she held my head tightly pressed on her neck.

"Let's go sleep for now, tiger. You are not the with secrets," she whispered in my ear biting it. And we slept with my cock buried in her pussy.

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Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 04
Posted:Jul 19, 2019 7:03 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 10:14 am
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Though bursting with youthful energy and so happy to be in company of such a sexually charged and liberated, mature lady Padma aunty, I had my limits, was tired and after one deep and long ramming of her cunt, I passed off.

When I got up in the morning, a sweating Padma aunty was busy exercising on the floor. She signaled me to be silent and gestured towards to a piece of paper on the side table.

"It was wonderful. But I am sure you will be mature enough to be discreet and sensible. Dr. Rekha could not come, as her car had starting troubles, but promised to meet us some other time. Now, take bath, get dressed and get moving. Don't forget to eat your breakfast. It's on the dining table. Now tear this paper in to small pieces and throw on garbage bin. And don't you dare and foolish to boast around like an idiot. Be good and take care."

After my first sexual encounter during overnight stay with Padma aunty, we both were forced to cool off our lust, due to various compulsions and presence of her husband, uncle Pandey. Moreover, I and her Raman were seized of looming threats of board exams along with all the exam time horrors and anxieties.

I was good in Mathematics but didn't like chemistry, whereas Raman, at that time, was sort of dud in Math's but mugged up boring chemistry lessons quite well.

During those days leading to examination fever and fears, a totally asexual Padma aunty asked me to help her with math's lessons, than what I was perhaps doing. Raman hated algebra and I was not able to make him interested in the subject, whom he found, so boring. She didn't have to tell me to help my best friend, but even then she did her bit quite honestly and admirably. And I knew she wanted her to be an engineer and go to states for further studies to fulfill his dream to be an astronomer. But whenever I saw her, my dick would jerk wildly and raise its head eagerly to again taste the searing heat of her big juicy cunt and ravenous sucking. Remembering the way she had talked and encouraged me, while masturbating her and me as well, used to cause ripples of wild passions through my sex starved young body.

But due to changed circumstances she took care to cover herself well, perhaps not to sexually arouse me, leading to distractions from important business of studies. Very shortly, I come to realize that previously Padma aunty deliberately wore those revealing and short dresses to gradually seduce me and then started to wear baggy gowns and Salwar suits to down and hide her attractive figure. She would now was even less visible and intrusive when Raman and I were studying together in her house. But she made sure, tea and snacks were served to us at right time by her old servant couple, who stayed at outhouse of her large house. I was also neck deep in preparations to score well, as per parent's expectations.

Exams were still about a month away and I did realize that after that great initiation in to real sex, three week back, I could only jerk off twice. Many a times I would have an immediate great erection. But her eyes told me to wait for right time and opportunities. Once she noticed my erection for very long time; took me aside and sternly told me to wait till exams were over. Her purposeful control was amazing and sexual urges were perhaps periodic due to mature age. But I was deeply pained, tormented by her distance and my raging hormones. It was natural for me to treat her behavior as very cruel and insensitive. Nevertheless, heeding her sane advice most of times, I was able to control my sexual urges and get engrossed in studies. During such days and nights, my dick remained limp, lifeless piece of flesh and was used only for pissing. Although, during bathing, the necessary ritual of dick head and foreskin cleaning would result in rampant erections, leading to few moments of simple masturbatory pleasures without going all the way to satisfying ejaculations. Though, I was determined not to think about sex and devote all my energies and time to studies, but sudden relapses to sexual thoughts, leading to painful hard erections were common and too tormenting as well.

Padma aunty used to get herself massaged regularly by a sharp featured, dark skinned Maalishwali Bai (lady masseur) Anja with voluptuous boobs and swinging large butt. Her real was Angela, but was known simply as Anja.

Medium built Anja, a divorcee was a well-known professional masseur of the town, who specialized in giving massages to ladies and used to ride a stylish bicycle. Once a week Anja would come in afternoon and Padma aunty would be closeted with her in the massage room at third floor, for about an hour. When Anja would finish her job and leave quietly, aunty would be sleeping for an hour or more. The door would be closed but not bolted from inside, when Anja left, as it would be impossible for a sleepy aunty, to get up and lock it.

We boys were firmly told to never venture on the third floor, whenever massaging session was on, or Padma aunty was with her close friends from collage days Laxmi and Veena. As far as I knew, they always visited when Pandey uncle was away on tour.

Anja was a daring lady and used to wear pants and shirt tucked in along with a large buckle belt. Her buttocks were melon shaped, which used to be masturbatory fantasy of most of the boys of my age. It was rumored that Anja was more than a masseur and many rich ladies sought her unique but socially forbidden, intimate services. Her charges were tripled for men, who wanted Anja to trim their hairs and massage bald heads in her saloon near railway station in those old days and placid times of late seventies.

Once during a humid afternoon, I was lost in memorizing a tricky formula, while walking down to Raman's house with my books, suddenly Anja startled me by ringing her sharp bicycle bell.

"Rohan Baccha Darr Gaya.." She laughed teasingly, stopped her famed bicycle and stylishly put her one high heeled foot down. At eighteen, I was deeply offended by Anja treating me like a small , though she was well over 30 years old.

"I am not afraid at all...nor a anymore?"

One foot resting on road, made her pants stretched over front and hips, making contours of her cunt and buttocks pronounced. She was quite well built dusky tribal women, whose ex-boxer-soldier brother George owned a taxi service and licensed hooch shop. A drunken George also relished beating people who messed up or hurt his younger sister. He had good friends in police and they tend to turn a blind eye, when George turned violent to beat some bad boys messing up girls, small time thieves and other trouble makers. So if someone didn't like going to Police, he would visit to a helpful George.

So, George was someone like the Don Corleone of a small central Indian town.

To us, , a supposedly permissive Anja was rumored to have rowing eyes. She was believed to pick, use and discard young men regularly. Fearing her brother George, no one ever approached her openly, except few, who were deeply affected by her sensuality and consumed by their own passions. Whenever being foolish, they made Anja angry or felt cheated, a drunken George would arrive to thrash them, befitting their stupidities.

"Oh, I see....but I have watched you dancing naked, dangling your cute little "Nunni.."

Mischievously suggestive Anja smiled and winked. I could feel my dick raising fast and making a small tent in front of my pants, which was noticed, instantly as it was happening.

I was deeply conflicted and unable to respond, feeling further confused by suggestive approach of Anja, mentioning seeing me naked dangling my dick. Her smoldering sex appeal, close view of her cunt shape, round buttocks and pointed breasts bursting out of black bra under thin white shirt put me on fire. I could also see the round and raised yoke of the bicycle seat pushed under her cunt, parting her outer labia. In those days boys used to gossip and speculate how girls use bicycle seats to rub their cunts and enjoy riding bicycle, mostly for such forbidden but easy sensual pleasures.

"Baithoge, Rohan?"

Her invitation to sit on back of bicycle was tempting, but I held back, remembering how a young man was recently beaten up brutally by George. Anja was also supposed to be very temperamental, moody, permissive and fouled mouth. It was certain she was also going to the house of Padma aunty. On an impulse, I nodded my acceptance to sit close to her body and observe her rippling butt and shapely back, closely.

"Okay, the bag in front and hop on, ..."

Her voice was authoritative and full of deliberate mischief. My resolve to not to get sexually aroused and jerk off was getting weaker, as I transferred the bag of cosmetics, ointments and implements to the handle bar of her bicycle. Our hands touched and an electric current passed through me, she smiled and pouted her lips seductively, or so I thought.

She expertly paddled the bicycle as I inhaled deep to smell her loud perfume and sweat. It was the first time I was sitting on back of bicycle of a woman and felt very awkward. Rather, I must have volunteered to paddle the bicycle like a man must do for a lady. But watching her body closely and smelling her perspiration had its own charm as well and that was too compellingly erotic for me.

My hard dick was locked in a difficult and painful position with burning sensation rising all over me. To undo that, I upped my buttocks to relieve the crease of over starched half pant.

"Kya hua...don't move, .." Anja stopped and turned to inspect my unwanted movement.

Oh...so that's it...you all boys are rascals.." Her eyes were fixated at my raised tent, imprisoning my raising hard on. I was further aroused by her lusty sarcasm and mischief but more was about to come.

Agar jyada muskil hai to jhadi ke peeche jaa ke muth mar le..."

My ears got red and didn't know what to say and how to respond. Her advice to go and relieve my sexual tension by jerking off behind the bush me very hard, and I knew what was being gossiped about her wild ways was indeed right and true.

"No...No it's not like that...Anja Bai..." I lied in very conflicted and confused state of mind, further complicated by my painfully hard erection.

Okay....than go and do your susu..." Anja mischievously persisted further confusing and tormenting me.

"But...I don't want to pee..." I protested.

", it's very unhealthy to suppress pissing, you just go and do it....now..." Anja gently pushed me off the bicycle.

"I am not doing it in open...auntie's home is nearby... can wait.." I got angry and protested as Anja watched me with broad smile and twinkles in her large eyes.

"Ha Ha Ha...I know you city are so stupidly shy...for us villagers, its normal to piss, whenever and wherever the need arises...just watch me.." She put the bicycle on its side stand and started walking, swinging her melon shaped butt globes, towards the bushes little away from the narrow road. Anja stopped, turned to look back at me and started unbuckling her belt and unbuttoning her pants. I sheepishly looked around to see if someone was watching us. "Come here and take the bicycle along.." I was ordered by Anja, looking around carefully. She walked and got behind a row of dense shrubs and creepers, feeling aroused, expectant and confused, I followed her, desperately looking around to spot anyone who could be out and seeing us.

"Don't worry, no idiot is out during this afternoon and watching us and even if some idiot is, I don't give a damn...dekhne de sale ko.."

She was still holding up her unbuttoned pants with belt end dangling like a big black dick. I could see glimpses of her black panty. Nervously, I put the bicycle on stand and looked around. We were standing in midst of a small grassy patch surrounded and hidden by about six feet high dense shrubs, young trees and wild creepers, shaded by a big Neem tree with wide trunk. It occurred to me that Anja knew this place well and might have been using it, for her escapades. Still it was foolishly daring to do such things. But somehow this sense of many possible dangers was beginning to excite me.

"Now come on take your dick out and ...why you are so stupid and shy..." Anja slap my butt hard and laughed aloud. The sharp sting of slap sent kind of so far unknown erotic charge in my aroused body. On an impulse, I grunted and started to unbutton my half pants. My dick forced itself still hidden in blue underwear, with a distinctive wet patch where the dickhead smeared with juice, stretched to make a big bulge.

"Hmmmm...you are hard boy and I suspected that only.." Her voice turned lusty as she lowered her pants and pulled down panty. Her muscled buttocks were brownish with pinkish tinge, neatly rising up with glorious globes, parting in two luscious halves. A dense patch of black pubic hairs surrounded dark, thick swollen cunt lips.

"Are you taking your dick or, I have to do that for you.." That was enough challenge for me and I let my half pants drop down and pushed underwear to knees, making my dick spring up with a thick string of juice dropping down from the eye.

Ohhh...that's lovely, boy.." Anja cooed in unabashed feminine delight. "Now pull back foreskin and stroke it slowly...hmmm."

My dry throat and thumping heart were making me speechless. Suddenly, dormant fears of someone seeing me half naked with Anja behind bushes, forced my hard dick go limp. The string of juice thickened as dick lost hardness, releasing more juice .

"Now, don't you dare make your Lund go soft, silly boy, or I will beat your Gaand blue with my belt.." She hissed in lusty voice and pulled her belt . The threatening belt was swung and thrown menacingly, missing my butt by an inch. She let it slip of her hand and the wide trunk of tree. The steel buckle made a muted clanking sound and fell down. Though the belt buckle missed my butt, I felt bad and wished that had me. My flaccid dick rose fast. Her large lust filled eyes fixated on me, Anja removed her boots, pants and panty, carefully folded them and put on the carrier of bicycle, where shortly, her shirt and bra also landed. Anja slipped in to shoes and looked around. Her boobs were not big but round and firm topped by thick dark nipples jutting of large aureola.

Transfixed and encouraged by her infectiously daring nudity and smoldering sexuality, I started stroking my dick.

"Hmmm... don't fear anything boy, you are with Anja... stroke your Lund to full hardness." She walked to the raised mud platform around trunk of the Neem tree and squatted facing me, widening her legs apart.

"Oh...I need to now...see..." As she sat down and adjusted her balance on uneven muddy space, her thick cunt lips got parted, scooped , showing her clitoris. A thick jet of pale yellow liquid gushed , making a small crater in the sand. That was the most exciting but forbidden spectacle for me, seeing a nude lady pee in such an open way. My instant urge to imitate her daring pissing forced a trickle of piss escape my hard dick. I closed my eyes; an unknown pleasure gripped me, as a jet of piss started gushing in wild spurts.

"Hmmm....very nice...you feel good boy..." Deeply aroused voice of lust filled Anja added to my new pleasure. Her breaths reached my neck and ears; I could feel her body behind me, hard nipples grazing my back.

"Don't open your eyes and stroke your lovely Lund..." Her hands touched my butt, nails lightly scratching, she whispered.

"Now bend down...good that you made Padma Didi happy." I stopped stroking and tried to straighten up, wondering how she could knew about me fucking Padma aunty. But that was about to be cleared by deliciously dominating masseur Anja. "Stay in position and stroke...don't you get surprised boy.." Anja held my neck by brutally, nails digging in.

"It was me who suggested Padma Didi to fuck you...and today we may be going have a party...something you will remember through your life...so silly boy, keep your eyes close, stroke your Lund, listen and obey me and maintain secrecy. Or you know what will happen...don't you?"

I nodded my total and unquestioned acceptance. She hummed and cooed as her fingers played with my balls and ass crack, scratching my ass hole by nails. Her breath was getting closer to my neck. I shuddered wildly and a bold of charge passed through when Anja nibbled at my left earlobe. Her tongue traced through neck and reached my shoulder. The spasms of burning sensation passing my body were further jolted by a stinging bite at base of neck, as her teeth kept digging in. I felt my dick hardening like rock, as stronger waves of pleasure seized my body. She slowly removed her teeth, as her saliva raced down, her one hand spanking my butt. Clanking sound of her belt buckle was increasing, as she did what was desired. My mind went back to that deliberately missed at my butt. A sensation started building in my ass, making my stroking more pleasurable than ever before. Suddenly her fingers stopped playing and I sensed she was walking away, making me desperate for so far inexperienced deeper probing. I have never touched my ass, though I knew it was found to be pleasurable.

"Boy, keep yourself still now...I am now hitting you Gaand blue by my belt.

"Yes, yes..I want that...beat my Gaand blue..." I heard myself pleading and waited.

Staaakk

The mild hit of belt leather made me desire harder stroke on my ignited butt. Anjas went on expertly hitting harder and harder. Waves of fiery sensation traveled all over my body, pushing me in a trance.

"Open your eyes and come here.." I heard her order coming from far.

Anja stood against the tree trunk, legs wide apart, swinging her delicious belt. When I was within reach, she grabbed my hairs and pushed me on my knees.

"Hmmm...Lick my Choot deep and good...and listen to me. As I knelt down, the belt swung and come down hard, biting my back and butt.

"Come on boy...lick and lap my Choot as you did with Padma Didi.." Her cunt smelled of and musty cunt juices. My tongue leaped and grazed her clit. Anja held my head between her muscled thighs.

Hmmmm...keep licking boy make me cum hard...than I will stroke and suck you...aahhh...good...finger me deep .....hmmmm....now touch my Gaand ..." Her thighs relaxed to give access to her asshole.

....to be continued.
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Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 03
Posted:Jul 19, 2019 7:01 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 10:14 am
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The room was large with a king size bed in the middle, covered with mosquito net. I was surprised and curious about purpose of some of the furniture. There were two long settees with half of the portion raised with back support and few cushioned chairs with hole in the seat. While I was busy looking around the tastefully decorated large bedroom with erotic paintings on wall and nude statues in various sexual positions, Padma aunty opened an antique cupboard. A film projector with loaded spools was now visible.

"Me and Rekha love to watch porn when we are together for some fun.."

She plugged the projector and sat on one of the cushioned chair with hole in on the seat, one hand went back to touch her large nipples. I was feeling curious about what they would have been doing to each others and how? Being faintly aware of sex between mature females, did not prepare me to witness and participate in the impending sexual adventure with two mature ladies. Needless to say, I was troubled, perplexed and yet excited like a young man could be.

"Let me prepare and teach you for something very erotic, Rekha loves...lets go to washroom...come."

Padma aunty got up, held my hand and reached a closed door on side. She opened the door and led me inside. It was a big bathroom with bathtub, shower, tall geyser, a closet and few wooden stools by the side. An open rack was stacked with bars of soaps, ointment bottles, lotions and white towels.

"Get in the bathtub.." I was gently pushed.

"Now bend and open your Gaand.." A mild shock again went through me, hearing aunty asking me to open my ass cheeks. I obeyed and wondered what was about to happen, felt the whiff of steam and heard the hiss of tap connected to the geyser being opened, water falling in to a bucket.

"Hmmm,,,you have a very cute Gaand...I am sure Rekha will be pleased and very happy."

I heard the chuckled whisper and felt warm water splashed on my ass cheeks. The warmness my anus, as my dick stiffened by the tinge of shock. A soaped cloth begins to gently rub my butt crack and anus. More warm water was poured to wash away the soap. The gentle rubbing of so far unexplored private parts was indeed pleasurable and so new.

"Open more, so I can really see closely and clean it.." I heard the sensuous whisper and complied with her demand.

"Hmmmm....it's so cute...ahhhh....do you feel good now?" Her index finger pressed and started to rub the warm coarse cloth at rim of anus and even inserted in a bit.

"Yeahh....aunty..hmmmm...Oh God. Never felt like this before..." I heard myself whispering, as a soothing pleasure began to spread, my body started to relax, the swollen balls ballooned and dick stiffened with extra hardness. Her hand moved down to massage my balls, felt her boobs pressed on my back, feeling the hardened nipples grazing as aunty continue to rub. breath neared my neck and suddenly her lips kissed neck and right shoulder.

"Boy, just relax as I bite your shoulder...don't worry, you will like it...I am sure...when Rekha did it to me, first time, in this position, right here in this tub, I was also not sure...but believe me it's so wonderful. Don't panic...just let me sink my teeth in a bit in your young delicious flesh...okay?"

Her breath got hotter and body heaved expecting some exotic pleasure, I was about to receive as well. A fear began to gather in my mind, but surprisingly felt my dick shaking in unknown expectations.

"You also do to me as well. I have been bitten may be hundreds of time by my darling Rekha, but you see there are no scars left. She has given me a lotion, which heals teeth marks with few hours." Her voice was turning hoarse and thick, her saliva began to pour on my shoulder.

"Sllaapppp...slapppp....slaap...Aunty moved away a bit, her right hand swung and my butt cheeks hard. Spikes of pain .swept through my body along with burning sensations centered where her me.

"Ahhhhhh...Ahhhhh...Ahhhh...Oh aunty...what are you doing..Ohhh..God..." My feeble protest did not stop her as she focused on my right shoulder and me even harder. Her bare teeth started to sink at the joint of my neck and shoulder; fingers savagely kneaded my butt cheeks. Contrary to my fear, I liked feel of teeth sinking in my shoulder and the pain has tinge of pleasure with in.

"Hmmmm...let check your balls and Lund...Oh yeah...boy your liked the experience. Didn't you?"

"Hmmmm...Ahhhh..Oh God aunty..." My voice was different and so coarse; it didn't seem to belong to me. It was not me, but someone else hidden inside.

"Hmmm...I can feel from your tight balls and hard Lund, that you are very excited and might shoot your semen in no time...but let's save it boy, we have whole night to us and perhaps most of the day as well."

"Oh aunty..." My throat was dry, voice, hoarse and thick. More warm water was poured over my butt and felt being dried by a towel.

"That is s enough for now...You are done...now you wash my Gaand..." Padma aunty pulled me and took my place in the bathtub, leaned and tantalizingly opened her exquisite globs and waited for me to get going

"Have you ever seen any female Gaand, Choot and a totally nude body, like this before?" "No aunty...never"

"Hmmm...okay...now see my Gaand....do you like it?" Her voice was thick with lust.

"Yes...aunty.." I poured warm water on her ass cheeks.

"Hmmm...I know how excited you are....what exactly you like...ahhhh" She wiggled her wide ass. , "Now soap and rub my Gaand...ahhhhh."

I started to obey her, remembering her manipulations on my back. I was fascinated by looking so closely on opened ass cheeks and her longish black rimmed anus. She was moaning and moving her anus by sucking it in and the releasing it back to shape. The thick jungle of her pubic hairs jutted from below, covering her extra-large size cunt.

Óh aunty...your Gaand is so sexy..." I had to say that and I really liked her asshole and glorious view of open butt crack.

"Hmmmm...rub deeper boy...focus on my asshole..ahhhh ...now pour more water..."

I complied with her wishes.

"I want you to help Raman fuck a girl..." She suddenly had gone back to her dear and his sexual training.

"But he has not disclosed his interest in any girl yet, though I keep telling him about my fooling around and fondling with Reema." I protested and shared by own amazement of his strange behavior.

"It doesn't matter what he does, you got to help him as I said."

I was silent.

"Hmmm...Reema...ahhh...she is a sexy young thing...yes rub little harder and pour more water..."

"Yes...aunty..."

"You bring Reema here and ask Raman to hide and see how you fuck her."

"Oh...you mean..."

Yes.....hmmm...ahhhh..." Can you do it?" She threw the challenge in her lusty voice.

"I will try aunty..." My voice was unsure.

"Hmm..Okay...let's see if you can do it some of these days. Now wash my Gaand and Choot with water and towel me dry."

Padma aunty led me back to the room and switches the projector on. Images began to flicker on the side wall. She climbed the large bed and signaled me to be close to her. I wondered about Dr. Rekha, who should have arrived be by now. A lady moving around alone at mid-night made me perplexed and worried too.

"How Rekha aunty will come alone, so late in night?"

"Don't worry, no one can dare to touch her, even if she decides to come here nude.." Aunty laughed, mocking my concern.

"Ahhhhh....wonderful....look at them....hmmm...lovely bodies and glorious fucking" Lusty voice of Aunty and sounds of moaning, whacking from the speaker of the projector made me look at the side wall. The moving images showed a nude beach party with perhaps more than dozen of nude and partially dressed men and women in various stages of sucking, fucking, masturbating, licking, sucking and fingering. There were whites and blacks having sex. The camera was moving around slowly, staying little at each pair or group of men and women enjoying sex.

Aunty garbed my dick and started to pump me slowly. Her other hand moved to her swollen tits. One the wall, the moving image was, grainy but quite clear. The camera now, stayed on a young man with long and thick dick, being lapped, licked and sucked by two ladies, one gorgeous black woman and a young white girl. The boy was sprawled on a reclining beach chair, his eyes closed, enjoying the attention given to his dick by two ladies. One more girl came, seductively placed her cunt on mouth of the boy. His hands immediately cupped the hips of the girl and, tongue leaped to taste her hole. The girl moaned loudly and started to move her butt over the flickering tongue, taking it to her asshole as well. The camera moved in to the close of her beautiful rimmed pink anus being lapped and probed, she was now trying to take the tongue in her back orifice. One more lady joined, kissed the girl, turned, bent her body and offered her cunt and ass to be licked.

"Hmmm....look at the boy and four girls with him...lovely...I wish my Raman also enjoys wonderful sex like this." Padma aunty started to pump my dick fast.

The scene on wall changed. A beautiful black lady was busy sucking dicks of about six guys one by one, they circled around her, pumping their dick and waiting to be sucked. She was beautiful lady with short hairs, oval face, thick pouting lips, almond eyes and glow on her face

Now all the guys closed and stared to pump their dicks to unload their spunk. In lusty anticipation, the lady opened her mouth wide, ferociously licked her lips and eagerly waited for boiling semen to hit her face, a thick string of semen erupted from one dick and hit her on nose and cheeks. The guys moaned and kept on pumping, as he continue to eject his cum on the face of lady now moaning and trying to lick prized reward. When the flow of first dick was ebbing, another dick sprouted, throwing blobs of semen. Now the whole crowd of men and women gathered around the lady, getting facials in abundance. One by one about half a dozen men emptied their balls on her face, which turned smeared and dripped with semen. Few ladies pounced on her and started to lick her face.

"Hmmmm...gosh...lovely...see the lucky bitch...sucking and getting spunk from so many dicks...I wish to do it someday and you have to help me get few good fuckers." She moaned and pulled my dick hard. I didn't say anything and wondered that if such a thing was possible in our small Indian town. Aunty sprang on me and took my dripping dick in her mouth. For few minute, she sucked me slowly, pulling and rubbing my balls.

"Switch the projector off; let me do something exciting and new to you before Rekha comes...it's important, because we both love doing it. You are going be our partner, so you must experience it, enjoys what it involves."

She left my dick from her grip; I got up, went to the projector and switched it off. Aunty opened a side drawer of the bed and took out a rod with lots of knotted thick silk thread attached at one end, like flog along with a black scarf.

"Come here boy and let me blindfold you." Her voice reeked of deep lust and sensual expectations. She turned me and tied the scarf over my eyes. I didn't know what was going to happen and why I was made to wear a blindfold.

"Aunty, I can't see anything..." I heard my self feebly protesting.

"Don't worry boy, you don't have to see anything dear, just experience and enjoy the pleasure, you have yet not known. Now let me guide you to the bed and be on your four," I was helped to ride the bed, gently pushed in to doggy position, with my butt raised up and head down on a pillow.

"Hmmm...gosh...you look so delicious and ...hmmm" I felt the knotted thread moving over my back , butt and thighs.

Suddenly, aunty started to my butt with flog and gradually increased the speed and force. I felt conflicted, humiliated like slave but the flogging was inducing a slow heat of pleasure in my body as well.

"Ahhhh,...Oh No Aunty...it hurts.." I protested as she suddenly my buttocks very hard. The big knots caused pain at many points. But surprisingly, it was getting increasingly pleasurable too.

"Shut up Madarchod...mother fucker, don't you feel pleasure?"

...to be continued.
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Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 02
Posted:Oct 22, 2016 1:38 am
Last Updated:Oct 23, 2016 3:53 am
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I suddenly woke up by the muted sound of the telephone ringing and wondered who could be calling so late in the night. I had dozed off, sitting on the carpet. My head was resting on the edge of sofa, between knees of Padma aunty. Anxiety swelled as mind fearfully speculated on uncle Pandey returning from his tour; putting an end to my pleasurable time.

I frantically tried Padma aunty to wake up, who was dozing on sofa peacefully with happy glaze on her face; legs still spread wide, right hand lying at her bushy cunt. A full moon was visible through tall window; curtains were flapping lightly in cool breeze. She slowly stirred scratching her cunt and thighs.

My half pants, shirts and under garments were strewn around on the carpeted floor. I hurriedly started to gather my cloths.

"Don't worry, my dear friend Rekha is calling... bring the phone here ..." Padma aunty sat up stretching her body, nipples rose, as she arched her torso up, tying up her hair in a loose bun.

With a growing strange feeling along with new erotic expectations, I picked up the black telephone from the side table and placed near her on sofa.

"I am sure that you will keep our secrets forever. If you dare to boast like a fool, you will lose a lot."

"Why should I tell others?"

"Well like you love to boast, isn't it?" Aunty widened her thighs and touched her small dick like Dana.

"Yes, most do, but I don't like to share my secrets."

"Hmmm...good...what you have learned about others?"

"No aunty, I will not tell you that.."

"Wonderful...I like it..if you want a place to fuck girl of your age, you can do that in my house.."

"Oh thanks...that would be very nice and helpful.."

My lucky time has really arrived suddenly with so much new erotic possibilities opening up. For months my girlfriend Reema never agreed for full-fledged sex as we could not find any safe place to fuck. She angrily rejected my suggestion to use the old ruins near town.

"Always learn to keep such intimate secrets close to your heart...but I love to know about others secrets...being intimate...we have to give all possible pleasures to each other... sharing spicy tales, gossips and others secrets is hot thing to happen between intimate friends..."

"Sure aunty...but.." I hesitated but my whole body was getting charged with so far unknown heat waves.

"I and Rekha share everything including dicks... not that we fuck around at lot, it's hard to find a decent man in this small backward town...she will be reaching in half an hour... now you know about her too...tell me all you know and I will be sharing whatever I know..."

What Padma aunty said casually, was a shock for me; a boy of eighteen growing up in a small traditional north Indian town. Though we habitually indulged in wild gossiping about real and imaginary extra marital affairs of people, tried to chase and fuck girls. But two lady friends sharing lovers or sex partners were still alien to me. But at that moment it held very exciting opportunity for me. I quickly realized that Dr, Rekha was expected after being informed about my presence.

I remembered visiting petite Dr. Rekha, who had left her husband in Delhi years back and was living alone in her house cum clinic down the road. Rekha kept her self-busy in her medical practice, avoided socializing and hardly attended any marriages or community functions.

My friend Ramu, used to share his unbelievable secretes about saintly, plane looking Dr. Rekha. He once, got a heavily bruised knee in a football match and his father took him to her clinic. After few visits, she advised her father to let him-come alone, be independent and she was there to take care of him as well.

But I never believed his story that Dr. Rekha could have sucked his long, thin and curved dick for months. The lady doctor was never discussed by boys, who would gather to gossip and joint masturbation sessions. She was hardly visible, wore baggy dresses and had no boobs and butt, worth fantasizing about.

I was about to share what Ramu told me with Padma aunty, but immediately decided to hold it, still she asks again and I instinctively knew she would.

Aunty dialed the number and waited, caressing her boobs.

"Kya ho raha hai....you are getting late now..." She whispered in the mouth piece.

The strange feeling was getting stronger with possibility of plane looking Dr. Rekha reaching in some time. My mind wondered about her thin body, her boobs, buttocks, cunt and her wildness matching Padma aunty or perhaps more. I could feel a string of juice escape my erect dick.

"Yeah...we did...hmm...,he tastes delicious...not yet....you come than we all have fun together,,,"

Her hair bun unlocked, spilling on her exquisite shoulders and firm round boobs. My mind was turning foggy with surety of unbelievable things happening in some time as aunty kept on tweaking her enlarging nipples. So in fact Ramu had not been fantasizing or boasting about Dr. Rekha sucking his dick at all. She must have done even more that just sucking. If that had really happened, then he did really score over me fucking a mature lady earlier. And that was enough to push my rating down in own eyes.

"Hmmm....yes...ab jaldi aoo... now rush in fast ...or you lose some action.." Padma aunty put the receiver down and looked at me, now tweaking her both nipples together. She hardly had any bulge on her tummy with deep naval hole, I had deep urge to fuck that too.

"Don't you feel good being naked?"

I remained silent and realized that it indeed felt very good and exciting to be naked in company of a gorgeous naked lady with no inhibitions and taboos. And it would be wonderful when Dr. Rekha joins us.

The cat jumped at the sofa, sat down, curled up and closed her eyes.

"Actually Rekha encouraged me to see possibilities of selecting and seducing a young boy. Then, one day I noticed and started to look at you differently."

I was listening with great interest with unexplainable mixed feelings of being taken as a mere sex object.

"When I told Rekha about you, she immediately approved."

A surge of pride shot through me and made my dick jerk wildly, a thick thread of juice emerged and started moving down fast.

"Good sex is a nourishing food for mind, body and soul...and we only have one life to enjoy it. Sadly I awoke to its wonders quite late....and now would love to enjoy as much as I can...life is short and I am over forty now...time is fast running out...but boy you are lucky...aren't you?"

She looked at my dick with a blob of pre cum oozing at the eye and signaled me to come near. The sparkling blob was lifted expertly and tasted with closed eyes. My balls were getting massaged lovingly. She squeezed my dick and more juice scooped out on her index finger. I closed my eyes and submitted to her erotic ministrations.

"Do you masturbate every day?" I heard her lust filled voice.

"Yes, aunty.." Her palm cupped my balls and squeezed hard.

"How many times Madarchod.."

Being called a mother fucker in raw Hindi by best friend of my mother sent wild waves of erotic spam through my spine...

"Once at least...or more if I see nude and sexy pictures..."

"Hmmm...good now you need not to jerk off as I would love to have your young juice in me and on my face....and there is Rekha as well, to make a nice team of three."

I felt lost in enjoying lusty talk and her long fingers caressing my dick and balls.

"Let's go to the massage room ...my cat, Pussy owns this sofa.." Padma aunty left my dick, patted my left thigh, and smiled extending her hand. I gently pulled her up.

She gracefully led the way up the wide winding staircase, her hairs lose and cascading down, touching her pear shaped butt. I followed, fascinated by the exotically carved mature feminine nudity in all glory. Her body was perfectly proportionate, glorious buttocks undulated gracefully as she climbed steps majestically, like a queen. Being naked seemed very natural and normal for her.

I was still happy and dazed from three ejaculations in series, yet my dick was up again and ready, but mind was still conflicted with so many moral questions.

She has been like sort of my second mother for so long. How would my mother react, if she comes to know about it? Now, involvement of Dr. Rekha, infused new excitement and possible dangers of exposure as well.

"Hmmm...this a perfect place for some hot fucking...when Rekha arrives we can have fun here.."

She turned to face me and smiled. Lost in thoughts I collided with her, my hard dick stuck her tummy and her nipple touched my clean chest. Padma aunty put her arms over my shoulders and hugged me close. And locked her luscious lips on mine. It was a long kiss, some thing I have not experienced before. Her tongue got in my mouth and got locked with my young, inexperienced tongue. The kiss was long and languid, as tongue probed my mouth expertly. We were at wide first floor landing of the staircase with a large door and wide window on both sides. The door led to lobby connected with two large bed rooms and a living room. She slowly broke off the heavenly kiss and spoke dreamily.

"Me and Rekha always wanted to fuck here but it was no fun without having a hard dick present...but now let us do it here.."

She unlocked her arms, turned, gathered her hairs on left side of neck and leaned on large window sill, spreading her legs wide. The light was dim, but I could see her glorious buttocks heaving in anticipation. I was quick to realize what I is to be done. She upped her ass, spread legs even further and the dark patch of her hairy cunt was faintly visible.

Instinctively, my palm went under and started to slowly rub lips of her large cunt, pushing thick pubic hairs on sides.

"Tell me what you naughty boys do together in those ruins?" Her voice was soaked in thick lust.

"We used to play hide and seek there before...now we gossip and see some sexy pictures.."

"Don't tell me you naughty boys only gossip...seeing sexy pictures?"

"Hmm...well we sometimes jerk off together...."

"Hmmm....Is my Raman is there too..?

"No...he is not part of that group.."

"Chup sale...don't tell a lie...now push one finger in my Choot ....hmmm...that's good.."

I loved the way Padma aunty was trying to learn about what we boys used to do in ruins while getting my fingers work on her hot dripping cunt.

"Believe me aunty, he is not in that group.."

"But I wish he was, to learn something about sex..."

"Ramu tried but Raman said he was not interested, and you will be angry..if he moves with bad boys like Ramu.."

"He is stupid...I would have been happy...hmmm now rub your thumb on my Gand..ahhhh..."

A sophisticated Padma aunty using raw language and asking me to thumb her asshole hit my senses deep, as a new electric charge passed through my excited lusty body.

"Do you and Raman, ever masturbated together?"

For a moment, I could not believe that, she really asked such a question and kept silent. Padma aunty repeated the question loudly.

"No, we only study together and never talked about or experimented these things." I honestly told her.

"Hmmmm...I don't think he has fooled around with any girl or tried to fuck yet.." Her voice sounded strange to me and yet very lust filled, enjoying every spoken word.

"No aunty...I don't think so, he is too studious and serious type."

"Yes he is stupid like me when I was young and lost so much of fun...I can't let same thing happen to my dear .."

I didn't know what to say and remained silent.

"Hmmm...feels good, little down and do it harder ...put more pressure on my Dana...now I want to cum fast...ahhhhh.."

Dana is Hindi world for clitoris and hers was like an erect tiny dick. My dick was rock hard and could feel string of juice falling down. I tried to manipulate her Dana harder as she moaned and mewed loudly, holding herself in position by one hand on the sill and other hand pinching and pulling her boobs and nipples.

"Ahhhhh....I am coming Rohan...now sit down and lick my Choot.." Her hand left boobs and slapped my hand away. Feeling her imminent orgasm, I turned, slipped under her, balanced myself on my hands and latched my mouth to her hot dripping cunt. Padma aunty was desperately fingering and massaging her Dana furiously. My tongue lapped and licked, my mouth was dripping with her juices. Instinctively balancing myself on one hand, my right hand fingers started to probe her demanding hole.

"Ohhhh.....good boy...hmmmm...now don't stop Madarchod.."

She happily left cunt fingering to me and concentrated on her aroused Dana. Padma aunty calling me mother fucker sent my body shuddering in new spasms of excitement. My fingers probed her liquid cunt deep, as she spread her legs wider. Her cunt juices squirted on my face and traveled down my chin and neck. The flow was continuous as I kissed and finger fucked her. After some time it was getting difficult for me to keep myself up on one hand. She sensed my discomfiture and straightened up after a loud pleasure cry. More juices gushed out, making me go mad sucking and licking like a hungry dog. Padma aunty helped me to get up and hugged me in a tight embrace. She felt my leaking dick rubbing on her thighs and grabbed it tightly. I closed my eyes and felt her sliding down on her knees. Her warm mouth immediately swallowed my dick and continued till balls too were also sucked in. She grabbed my buttocks and started to squeeze hard. I closed my eyes and got lost in her expert cock sucking, licking and massaging my balls. Her index finger delicately tapped and scratched, wrinkled ring of my anus. That was shockingly new experience for me, as waves of unknown pleasure started building in asshole and spread on my buttocks. She has sucked me few hours before, but I could sense the difference felt with ass scratching it was slow and deep. I didn't know how long she sucked but then she left my dick suddenly looked up at me and smiled.

"Close your eyes and enjoy...and I will tell when you can open..okay..."

Lost in deep sensual pleasure, I too did not want her to stop either. I never knew how long-my dick and balls were sucked, butt caressed lovingly and asshole scratched in such a sensual way. Aunty really had great stamina and energy to keep sitting on her haunches, giving me orals. With a deep sucking withdrawal, her hot mouth left my dick with an erotic sound.

"Hold on boy...lets go up and see some hot sex movie...you must have seen few... didn't you?"

Padma aunty stood up, her chin was smeared in saliva mixed with my juices. She turned and slowly moved up the staircase, holding the brass railing. I followed fascinated not knowing what lay ahead and what kind of sex movie; she was going to show me. But one thing I was sure about that it will be really exciting and hot along with added excitements of Dr, Rekha joining us soon.

We reached the third floor; she opened the door and waited me to go in first. I have never been in this room before.

...to be continued.
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Mother of My Best Friend
Posted:Oct 18, 2016 8:17 am
Last Updated:Jul 19, 2019 6:57 am
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She was mother of my new best friend and made heads turned when she walked elegantly with her tall femininity. I saw men go crazy in her presence and my pop was one of her silent admirers. At 42 she maintained her shape quite well as compared to other barrel shaped aunties.

I was over 24 years old and used to visit her house a lot. Some times I could feel she used to look at me differently, moving around in low neck short gown with no bra. I was fascinated by her bouncing boobs and rippling ass...and would masturbate later many times.

My experience with girls of my age was good but they were silly about keeping their virginity intact and never wanted to get fucked in real way so I had to content with hurried fondling, fingering, stroking and kissing only and would later unload my semen by pumping my dick hard.

Some times she would bend down to pick some some thing from floor with her ass to me. I would see most of her naked butt and my tool would jump up.

She would turn and look at me with a smile and would go, leaving me very hard and hot. I was beginning to realize that she did show her nude butt to tease me. It was difficult not to have an erection whenever she come near. My dear studious friend Raman was oblivious of her hot design on me, and I never shared. That would have been the end of our friendship with a messy fist fight.

One afternoon, my friend asked me to stay at his place for night , as he and his pop were to visit some relative for two days. I had stayed at his place many times and didn't think much about it. But suddenly hot possibilities looked possible. I have never had full sex with any girl, and was jerking of most of time as a horny would.

As evening fell, I reached and rang bell. My friend along with is pop have already left. She was wearing a short gown and smiled widely at me. She took me to her bedroom and asked me to take bath and get ready for dinner.

I went in the washroom and took my cloth off. There was this full length mirror which bounced back my nude image. I have never seen my self nude in such a big mirror and was amused to see my erect tool from various angles.

I started to stroke my dick as image of her thighs hit my senses with erotic images. I could hear her humming and moving around out side. I saw her panties hanging and put one to my nose. I had never done that before and my tool jerked wildly as smell of her pussy got in ...I started to stroke while smelling her panty and even licked it.

Suddenly I heard few claps. I opened my eyes to see her standing behind me with lusty glazed look on her sexy face. I stopped stroking. She told me to take is easy as a boy of my age must jerk off to stay sane.

She started to massage my back and got very close to me. For me it was a long held dream coming true. I was told to take bath fast as she had a surprise waiting for me.

When I got out sheepishly she has laid the table. I was pulled to sit next to her and faint smell of scent was making me dreamy.

Dinner over, we moved to lawn with dimmed shaded lamps. She asked me about how long I have been rubbing myself and have ever been with a girl. Her hand slowly caressed my right thigh. My hand was put on her breasts but I was getting a huge erection and was impatient to unload my boiling semen.

Sensing my urgency, slipped her hand in and dug my hardness out. Her compliments on my thickness and size of sack was open and had effect on me.

Suddenly the spray sprouted and hit her front as scene of semen hit me. I was told not to worry, as my sack seemed full to last whole night.

She led me inside and threw her gown open and ordered me to eat her.

I knelt before her, conjuring up porn images of men and women giving oral sex.

Her smell hit my nose as my nose got close to her.

She had no panties, sighed and pulled my head closer. The smell was new for me and over powering. As seen in porn, I darted my tongue out to touch her bush covered prize. The taste was salty. She moaned and spread legs wider to give more excess. Cupping her hips, I started to lap and got frenzied and felt my tool hardening swiftly. She pressed me closer and I felt spasms going through her body. Her voice turned hoarse and egged me to eat more, pushing her on my hungry mouth. Female pleasure cried were never heard my me, expect on porn and my tool was constrained in my stretched half pant. Suddenly she cried aloud and pulled my hairs wildly.

My mouth was soaked in her sprouting juices. She pushed me harder on to her rubbed her self with urgency .

With a loud throaty scream she stopped.

More juices gushed out, and I drank like a hungry dog.

She slumped on the wide sofa and asked me to remove my cloths. I watched her opening legs wide to expose her hairy vagina. Thick darkened outer lips merged with thick black growth. Her index finger was buried in her hole as she watched me undressed. I was signaled to come near, her eyes were fixed on my erect tool.

She moaned fingering her hole and grabbed my jerky tool. Her mouth opened and gulped my whole length with one push on my butt.

A strange sensation went through me as her tongue lapped the knob and sucked. Saliva dripped on her chin and bouncing boobs. Her fingers worked dexterously, making her butt lift up and down to aid her effort.

Suddenly a spasms of pleasure, broke over me, she sensed it, sucked and lapped feverishly. Her cries were muffled, sucking me.

With an uncontrollable deep throatily cry, I felt a thick string of semen coursing through my shaking, pleasure soaked body to her hot sucking mouth.

I felt dazed and happy.

I have been sucked first time and sucked like hell, by a mature women. She let go of my tool and I slumped near to her. A string of semen emerged from eye of my half hard tool slipping out of her mouth and stuck to her chin. A blob of semen dripped down to her dark nipple. Her eyes were lusty; she guided my hand to exposed vagina. It was bigger than I could ever imagine, pouting thick outer lips, thick black pubic hairs. A small penis looking thing stood out of her vagina. I touched it lightly and she pushed her butt up to increase pressure.

She guided my mouth to her left breast.

It was my first experience of kissing a woman breast and it felt very good. I suckled on nipples and my fingers went down to caress her vagina. Her hand guided me how to do it, and what gave her pleasure.

She asked me to put three fingers in her, with increasing moans and loud pleasure cries.

As my shaking index finger touched her small penis like bud, she let out a shriek and opened her legs wider, thrusting her butt up to grind. My first exposure to soft folds of vaginal intricacies is still imprinted in my mind scape. She asked me to watch her touching herself. I watched transfixed at her delicate manipulations. I was suddenly come to realize that all the large windows were open and curtains were drawn aside. The house was large with shady trees, but any one could have just walked in to watch us. I was going to tell her about it, but she read my mind and told me not to bother, as no one will come. And even if one did, she didn't care. I was confused and fascinated by her fearlessness and openness. My dick was now rock hard and strings of juice pouring in a thin string. She pulled me near and held my dick close to her mouth. Her tongue leaped out at dick eye to taste juice. I closed my eyes and felt her mouth gulping my dick completely.

The powerful sucking action made my mind go wild and felt wild churning in my balls. She pushed me away suddenly and asked me to put all my fingers in her cunt. I sat down and did as I was told. Slowly all my fingers were feeling her worm, wet, soft tissues. She held my hand started to push it in. I didn't know it was possible but was amazed to see my palm going in to her cunt,up to knuckles. Now she took control and moved my hand in and out expertly. Her pleasure cries echoed in the large room.

Her black cat come with lifted tail and looked at us.
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The male body - what turns you on?
Posted:Jun 18, 2016 12:10 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 10:14 am
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Curious to discover what body type the woman on here want to see?

I'm a sporty guy - cycle over 100 miles a week, play a game of cricket/squash at least once a week, but I'm still not the magazine perfect body shape. I know we're not meant to judge a book by its cover, but as it's the quickest way to get noticed on here, curious to find out what body type elicits the extra seconds hover over a potential profile.

Aware that this is a debate where people will tell you that shape is not important its what inside that counts, or that there's a physique for everyone's taste. Just considering if its worth the extra couple of hours a week to tone up and score some extra likes to my pictures?

Ladies please let me know, gentlemen feel free to jump in too.
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WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ART OF FLIRTING ONLINE?
Posted:May 27, 2016 7:02 am
Last Updated:Jul 19, 2019 7:02 pm
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Have you ever wondered to yourself, “Was that person just flirting with me?”

OK. Flirting. Who has not flirted? But, what is flirting? Flirting would usually involve speaking and behaving in a way that suggests a mildly greater intimacy with someone, interest for that person or just plain fun

If you flirt in real life, you will have lots of signs like body language that can include flicking the hair, eye contact, brief touching, proximity etc. You could notice the verbal communication of interest with the vocal tone, such as pace, volume, intonation.

However, in the online word we don't have all of that. What's more, I am growing more and more disappointed at the fact that I get many messages here where a man is just basically telling me he wants to go straight to business, in such a raw and straight way that makes me shiver. What happened to the art of flirting?

Do people don't know how to flirt online? Is it just me that thinks that a man who is interest in catching my attention should at least make the effort to woo me a little?

Some people would say this is an Adult Site. Does this mean that all those men have the right to treat women and send messages as we were going to sleep with them because we need to?

Ok, I am ranting. This blog is basically to ask everyone:

1. What do you prefer: Flirting or straight to business?
2. How do you flirt online?I think many need tips on this urgently.

Looking forward to all replies. At the end of the day, I may be the odd one out and I shud learn to just lay back and think of ........
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10 Lessons I Picked Up from The site
Posted:May 23, 2016 12:04 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2016 1:41 am
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For me, everything is a potential learning experience and everyone is a potential teacher. I've been both student and teacher since I started my exploration in this lifestyle. It seems that the more I learn, the more I sense that there is more to learn. here are a few things I've picked up on my journey:

10. Not everyone who says they will show up for a meetup actually shows up.

9. Those who do show up deserve a closer look. It may be worth it to hang around them more.

8. Foreplay begins long before the actual touching begins. Blow a woman's mind and she'll be more inclined to blow you.

7. On a related note, women appreciate it when men stimulate their senses with things other than penises.

6. Every vaginal exploration is an adventure. No two women's G-Spots appear to be in the same place. It's an excellent excuse for me to poke around some more.

5. When in doubt, go gently.

4. It's a really good sign when you enjoy someone's company outside of the bedroom.

3. It's possible to let someone into your intimate space and still be firm about your personal boundaries.

2. Everyone here has the same intention: to feel good. They just have different ways of achieving that. Some go for the wild sex party. Others go for more intimate one-on-one encounters. Still others go for flamebait messages. Regardless of the reason, the intention is the same: to feel good about themselves.

1. In the end, it isn't just about the sex. It's more about the connection--with others and with your authentic Self.

How about you folks? What did you learn about life, other people and yourselves by hanging out here?
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Need a Traveling Companion
Posted:May 21, 2016 7:55 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 10:14 am
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Hi girls..my name is Yuvraj or Yuvi
Life is not just sex for me Even though the pictures you can See on my profilo. One of my great joy is travelling and in this moment I would like to discover a new place with a kind and nice girl.. I still dont know my next destination but if you think you may be interested please contact me in pvt. Thanks
PLEASE ONLY GIRLS WHO CAN SPEAK ENGLISH OR HINDI 19-50 YEARS OLD
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