My Story by Vinman (repeat)

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And then it happened.  Vicky got her to be on her fours and started to fuck her doggy style with his tool penetrating her pussy from behind.  She was squealing in anticipation. It was a sight worth waiting for.  She was giglling as Vicky was positioning his tool at the entrance of the pussy. He did not go for the anal but for fucking pussy from behind.  Her pussy was wet, dripping with juices in anticipation of the intruding monster.

 

The pussy was wet and Inch by inch the monster went in. 

 

It was the biggest – it seemed – that Asha had taken in.  She was squealing and moaning in joy.

 

The monster was moving in and out causing a lot of pleasurable pain to Asha who was being fucked liked never before.  Her hair were moving in all directions, the eyes were filled with lust and half open, the mouth was open with tongue lick her lips every now & then.  Her boobies were bouncing all around with Vicky holding them every now and then in his hands and mauling them.

 

Vicky was still continuing pumping her even after good 15 minutes.  She had shrieked a couple of times in between indicating her orgasm.  As she was cumming she tried to stop Vicky but he continued the assault with little regard for the most respected Engineering College Director.

 

At the time of second cumming, her legs shivered a lot and she yelled aloud not caring if anyone would listen. She was the bitch in the heat and loved her doggy style.  She had tired out but he hadn’t. The monster didn’t stop for a second and drilling continued unabated and then finally he came by the litres. Asha was not worried about him cumming inside. She loved the warm love fluid.

 

Before he could finish he turned her around like a doll and spread some semen on her mammaries.  Her boobs shone like orbs polished in wax.  He put his tool between the two polished orbs and started rubbing them on his tool.  The soft big boobies were doing magic to him and torture to me.  She was enjoying it to the hilt.  The non penetrative fucking of boobs was much beyond she had bargained for.  It was the first time that she was doing, it seemed she was far overjoyed and excited as having found a new use for a tool.

 

Vicky was sitting on top of her with his knees on either side of her and mauled her boobs on his tool and moved it up and down. The knob of his mammoth tool was hitting Asha’s chin. She was squealing in ecstacy. She was more used to the tool hitting deep inside rather than high outside.  It went on for a few minutes making me cum again and again within the store. Never thought, I could produce so much of semen.

 

Suddenly she started shaking her head and rubbing her thighs together, Vicky continued tormenting her during the impending orgasm. And then she had it.  She swayed the head, tried to get up only to be restrained by Vicky, shook her legs vigorously.

 

After about a few minutes, she was on all fours with ass looking up with a huge cock parked inside with frontal simple harmonic motion of the stomach.  He was hitting her deep inside her ass and hitting her hard.  He was also mauling her boobs with one hand and the other one was holding her hair like riding a horse. The posture was of total domination by Vicky.  They were using filthy language very freely now.

 

“Meri raand mazaa aa raha hai” (whore – enoying yourself) said Vicky.

 

She replied with hmmmmm in affirmative.

 

“Zor se bol” (say loudly) he thundered.

 

“haan mazaa aa raha hai” (yes I am enjoying) she said a bit louder this time.

 

“kya mazaa de raha hai” (what is giving you pleasure) he questioned.

 

“Tu” (you) came the response

 

“Main ya mere body part” (me or my body parts) he said.

 

“parts” she murmered

 

“which one”

 

She nodded her head but did not say anything.

 

“bol” (speak up) he forcefully said.

 

“tera” (yours) she said meekly

 

“tera kya” (your what)

 

“penis”

 

“hindi mein bol” (say in hindi) he ordered

 

“Tera Lund” she said very loudly.

 

Vicky had a smile and I was stunned to hear the word Lund from the lady in heat.

 

“itna bada kisi ka liya hai” (have you ever taken this big)

 

She nodded her head in negative.

 

He again raised the stakes by asking loudly

 

She was now on point of no return and screamed “tera lund sabse bada hai kamine” (rascal yours is the biggest penis).

 

Her screams and shaking of head could not hide one fact that she had cummed then

 

He still continued the strokes and hitting her hard and deep.  So deep that the lady on the floor didn’t know such contact points existed.  Such was the ferocity of the attacks that she was feeling being ripped apart. Such was the passion on display that she was feeling ‘desired’ by someone.  The monotonous nature of long distance married life had taken the spark out of Asha.  It was great being felt so passionately by someone, hardly mattered the male was much younger than the female. Her body had taken over and she was yearning for the touches.  The male knew how and where to touch, how much to touch and how long to touch. He showed his expertise with the way he handled her.  His bites on her neck, licking her skin and the way he made her wanted was getting too much for her to handle. Her fuse had gone off and she was on point of no return. 

 

Vicky was not letting off his attacks.  The continued pounding she was receiving from him was just not ending.  It was like wave and wave of attack hitting her deep inside her love castle.  She was in the other world when she felt warm semen filling her.  She too was on verge of yet another powerful orgasm while she was getting filled in with warm semen.

 

As she shivered to after an earth shattering orgasm, both lay side by side in birthday suits. Vicky had locked all the doors of the hall, including service ones.

 

They spoke for many a minutes and final words were…

 

V – meri banogi Asha

 

A – matlab

 

V – meri banogi…meri randi banogi

 

A – hmmmm she giggles…

 

V – enjoyed?

 

A – a lot

 

V – chal kapde pahen.

 

As she tries to get up, Vicky goes for her randi registration process, spits in her mouth and makes her gulp it to show his domination.

 

Both get up and get decently attired.  Vicky had taken an exclusive suite in the Hotel and they reach the room. As luck would have it, suddenly it started raining….They had an exclusive terrace looking down on entire town.

 

They moved to terrace started kissing each other in the rain.

 

Water droplets drenched their bodies, saliva drenched each other’s mouth cavities.

 

Both had ventured to terrace in birthday suits. Asha’s wanton side was coming to the fore now.  Only if anyone had come to their suite, would have had the shock of his life and had seen them making it out in the rains.

 

But right now she didn’t give a damn to the world. She wanted to enjoy love making in the rain. It was the first time she was doing it.  He kissed her hard and continued doing it and then moved down to her boobs and drank the nectar of love, rain water hitting her ample bossom formed a trickle from the boobs which he was too eager to drink. 

 

The scene was very romantic.  It was raining all around.  The huge valley in the front provided seclusion.  Due to rain, geographical benefits, no chance of anyone coming in as well.  One could listen sound of some boys running in the wet ground.  General happiness all around and sexual ecstacy on the terrace.

 

He sucked her boobs and then moved down to drink the trickling down water from her pussy.  After about 10 mins of pussy licking he got up and she got down to suck his cockl.  Tiny streams of water trickled down from the humungous hose.  She was lapping it all up.

 

The terrace was not conducive to fuck her position in the missionary style, so he did the next best thing.  He stood and made her stand and with some effort lifted her up so that she engulfed him with his legs and her pussy meeting her cock.  He was going to fuck her in standing position.

 

The boy had some strength and resolve – she thought.

 

After a couple of minutes of adjustments, her pussy hole was now in direct alignment with his tool and her weight meant that she could take in the cock much more in that the regular missionary route.

 

With his thighs working overtime to support the weight of the lady the motions started.  He was enjoying it. Her back was rubbing against the wall tiles – thank god it was not direct cement.  Motion by motion the cock hit much deeper. Her pussy hole was a bit more open minded than the asshole since the cock went in easily in the pussy.  They had developed a very good rhythm and she was savouring this fuck.  She had one hand taking support of the window railings of one of the terrace rooms and the other holding his head. 

 

Even in such a rain she could feel her body sweating.  The sweat of hard work is always sweet she thought and continued.  Meanwhile the sexual ecstacy had made Vicky make her leave the window railings and took her to the middle of terrace, requiring an enourmous amount of strength.  He was about to cum and she was on verge of second one on the terrace.

 

Not detailing love making further for repetition.

 

As she lay on the terrace floor, he took out his cock and brought it near her face, very willingly she drank all the white fluid and licked it clean. Rain water helped in licking faster.

He collapsed on top of her.

 

They lay on the terrace floor, facing dark rain showering clouds, allowing the rain gods to cleanse their bodies. After a short while they decided to move inside.

 

He went inside waited for her to close the door, the shameless beauty closed the door without any fear of anyone seeing her in such a state and pressed her boobs on his back.  Both kissed like teenagers.  The hands explored every inch of each other.  She pulled him to the bed but he didn’t flinch.  He pulled her to the bathroom.  He wanted to have a bath with her today.  Such Stamina !! What a lover!! She thought.

 

Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies.  Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he enjoyed it like never before.  He continued kissing her with the hands mauling the ass globes.  A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love.  This was magical – both thought.  He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love nest and kissed it continuously.  The combined effect of tongue and water on her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch.  For balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her pubic region.  The boy had just started and the older one was getting jittery.

 

During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the other played with his head hair.

 

The shower continued. 

 

He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her feet.  From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and stomach.  The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and rounds of soap rubs.  He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender neck.  The silky skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.

 

He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso, back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick suck. 

 

The shower was off. 

 

He also took a soap and both started soaping each other.  What a erotic cleansing frenzy both were in.  He also believed in “Cleanliness is next to Godliness.”

 

After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with an insatiable sexual hunger.  The two pairs of eyes said it all.  She was standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her.  He took the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy.  He lifted her one leg and tried to push the dick in.  Thanks to the lather lubrication, the dick was easily able to find its way in the less used pussy.

 

Soon he developed a rhythm, Asha also started gyrating to the beat of the tool hitting her innermost walls.  She in turn was hitting the bathroom wall.  Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower.  He held her shoulders and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her nape of neck.  This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that much more pleasurable.  This time both felt the familiar tingling in their reproductive organs and came at the same time.  She shivered and tightened the grip around his waist with her lifted leg.  He also withdrew his tool and let the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs.  With both legs on ground she felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.

 

Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor.  The shower was switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region.  He lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and on his tool.  The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool back to attention within no time.  The contact of wet bodies also helped the soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack.  However, he had a change of heart.  With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the floor on her back with her legs on his either side.  The shower came directly on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away.  He moved ahead to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips.  The pressure on boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was making her go wild.  For good measure he had started fingering her pussy.  He was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.

 

He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy.  The continued pressure on the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs and boobies was making it too good to be true for her.  He continued applying the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons.  The kid knew how to go about it.  As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking her cunt for good measure.  The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was giving her love shivers.  After about 10-15minutes of such continued love pressure, she gave in.  She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist, her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor.  The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy.  Her head swayed from side to side and her body shivered.  By now Vicky had known the reason of this state.  She had cum and he hadn’t.   The kid had cum once and the experienced lady had cummed twice.  The boy did have some staying power. 

 

As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her love juice.  He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those.  The digits invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his dick on her rear entry.  The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder with some fear.  He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also on the rear entry and started the invasion. 

 

Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up.  The inner walls stuck to the beloved tool.  He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of the hanging melons.   Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third was out and then pushed in.  Likewise he started the motion and gained momentum.  The tool was hitting her deep.  The ass hole invasion meant that she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger.  The lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were coming in for some special continued mauling.  He again held her mane and continued giving powerful thrusts.  She felt the hits becoming harder and she had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the big hits were making her grunt.  For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady. 

 

Both came at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering, bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it.  She felt tired and lay down on the floor.  He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole with his rich semen.  He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have been covered.  Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies intertwined as creepers. 

 

The knees were grinding against the bathroom floor and felt some bruises but not threatening enough to ooze blood. 

 

After a brief lull spell of 2-3 minutes, he started again kissing her and playing with her boobies.  This made her come in the mood, if any invitation was needed, and she started moaning at a low volume.  He moved to shut off the shower.  She stopped him and said “Tank mein bahut paani aata hai” (The tank has a lot of water) while saying this she was looking at his crotch.

 

He said “Aapko bhi zyaada hee achcha lagta hai” (you also like more only)

 

Both knew the ‘water’ was his semen.

 

With this conversation he moved her on top of him to achieve a 69 position.  Both set of mouths went to each other’s crotch with a vengeance.  The lady was in no mood to prove second to the young man with the big tool.  She started sucking the cock.  As they say “don’t stroke it – just smoke it.”  The smoking was having a very good effect on him.  He was in the meanwhile not to be left behind.  He continued lapping her pussy lips with his tongue.  In order to tease him, she lifted her ass and made him to raise his head further.  Not to be left behind, he inserted three fingers in the freshly fucked asshole.  This startled her and made her laugh.  She said “you rascal” and moved her ass back to the original position.  The youngster and the lady continued the licking / sucking of each other’s crotch. She was smoking it and he was licking and biting it. 

 

The 69 was very enjoyable, smoke by smoke he was getting close to cumming and lick by lick she was about to reach her love climax.  The water was still sprinkling for good measure.  Both were doing their jobs as experts. The ass was moving up and down to match the licking pattern and the strokes on his tool had become more prolonged.  After about 10-15 minutes more fun of licking, the ass movement became a bit furious and she gyrated it with some extra passion.  She then pressed her crotch on his face and rubbed it.  He felt some wet fluid on his face.  She was cumming by the litres and to match her accomplishment even he had cummed.  With her drinking his semen he lapped up all the love nectar he could with his tongue.  The youngster was good – she thought.  The lady was a divine fuck – he believed.  His face was smeared with her love juices and he continued the onslaught on the pussy for some more time. 

 

Both then stood under the shower, kissing, licking, pressing each other’s favourite body parts with the stream of water washing them.

 

This further session of 5-7 minutes of sin washing under the shower ended.  Both took the towels to dry each other.  He focused a lot on boobies and ass as expected and she on his crotch.  Still naked, they both went to the bedroom and lay on the bed in each other’s embrace.

 

Now they felt hungry and asked for dinner. The service boy had the good luck of seeing a very voluptuous lusty Asha in a short bath robe. The service boy could see the saree and trousers mingled on a chair and needed no further hint. 

 

On Vicky’s signal, Asha gave a frontal show to him, accidentally !!

 

The night saw more rounds of sex between them…..

 

Another satisfied pussy added to harem….

 

She became a regular fuck toy for Vicky and was once royally fucked on her office table.

 

One day Vicky was fucking Shabana and Asha came in uninihibited and froze what she saw. More than sexual act, she couldn’t take her eyes off from voluptuous shabana….

[Dreamer0410]

As Asha entered the house, she heard a lot of moaning and sexual screams. She knew what it was and knew atleast one partner, i.e Vicky, however, couldn’t resist herself to go and have a look at the other one.

 

Shabana was riding Vicky, her eyes closed, had cummed twice already and Vicky hadn’t. Her humoungous melons were on their own trip and flying off to various directions, her eyes were closed and she was displaying pure lust on her face. Nothing but unadulterated lust. She kept on riding for a few more minutes and then cummed with a very loud moan.  As she was about to open her eyes, better sense prevailed and she hid behind a wall and walked out after some time. She had no grudge against Vicky, she knew he was fucking others. Shabana’s curves had her captivated. Till now she never felt this way, but this was different.

 

Vicky had ensured that all girls that he had fucked from Asha’s college got good marks. He ensured special extra marks for Prachi. In fact he got Asha to tell Prachi that if she and Vicky like each other, she has no issues. Little did poor Prachi know how it all changed.

 

Well Vicky continued fucking Asha at his place too as per mutual convenience and fucked Shabana everywhere.  By now Shabana and Asha had crossed paths a few times. Vicky knew that Shabana would not be able to hold the job in his company. So he breached the topic with Asha once post their sexcapade at his house.

 

V – Asha jaan

 

A – yes maalik

 

V – Need help

 

A – Hukm karo maalik

 

V – You have seen Shabana, my maid cum office assistant.

 

A – Haan

 

V – Yaar I placed her in my office in return of sexual favours. She loves me. But now the need to place her in a more permanent set up like yours. Meri randi ko kha jaayenge ye log in my absence.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Toh can you keep her in your office.

 

A – yes. Done

 

V – Jaan love you. One more request

 

A – hukm karo

 

V – I have seen how longingly you look at Shabana’s curves

 

A – nahin toh (said a sheepish Asha)

 

V – Maalik ko sab pata hota hai. Always remember.

 

A – mast maal hai woh

 

V – I want to see you two together.

 

A – what. Woh meri maid hogi aur sex partner, kahin leak kar diya toh.

 

V – Woh meri guarantee hai

 

A – Kal Saturday hai, aa jaana mere office 3 baje, interview kar lungi.

 

Vicky instructed Shabana to wear the sexiest saree blouse combination to look smart.

 

She came to Vicky’s house as per schedule, Vicky had seen her earlier in that dress, in fact he had bought it for her, but possibilities of her having sex with Asha made it more exciting.

 

She was wearing a black designer saree which was tightly wrapped around her ample ass globes.  A lot of anal by Vicky had done this to her posterior. She was not wearting any petticoat below.  It was just panty below the saree. The saree was adjusted on a thin thread tied on the waist band, just above her panty.  This made her look more curvy from behind.   The saree was tied about 3-4 inches below navel exposing her fleshy waist.  What a waste if no one was to appreciate that waist.  Next was her blouse.  It was a couple of sizes small to hold those milk depots.  It was black in colour. It was not fully sleeveless but one of those to have sleeves just an inch below shoulders.  Deep back and deep front formed delectable cleavages at both sides of the body.  The thin lacy bra was visible to the trained eye, the nippies had made an impression on the blouse cloth.  The upper bossom was dying to come out of the confines and gave them a fuller look.

 

As per time they reached Asha’s spacious office. There was only one peon at the gate and reception was otherwise empty.  Asha came and immediately gave him some money and asked him to get something. Basically meant get lost. 

 

Asha was looking gorgeous to say the least, she had developed fondness for sarees and was wearing a hot as hell blouse saree combo. She was dressed to be fucked or dressed to kill.  The saree was not pinned to the shoulder and was wrapped in a way to expose more of her mammary charms than to hide them.  The silky black hair were tied in a loose bun to give her a very erotic look.  Asha saw Vicky and Shabana in sexy attire with him and involuntarily licked her lips. 

 

In Asha, Shabana saw a very gorgeous lady in red. She admired her beauty and now it was her turn to lick her lips.  Asha was wearing a red saree with a sleeveless blouse.  As with Shabana, the blouse was pretty deep from both front and back and exposed a lot of flesh.  The creamy white shoulders and back and upper bossom were good enough to test anyone’s character and patience.  Person had to be dead or impotent or gay to not to lust after her.

 

As they went in her Asha’s office, they were more relaxed in their talk and body language.

 

It was a pretty large office. Vicky was used to that venue. The room had seen some solid fucking of its owner, Asha. It had a big table of solid wood and equally big chair. On one side it had computers and other racks for papers and on the other it had a few pieces of decoration. The sight was imposing. Behind Director’s chair was a big painiting highlight guru-shishya tradition.  The other side of the room had a sofa set and a table.  The Director’s office also had its private washroom + bathroom.

 

Asha was sitting on the sofa in the room with Shabana standing a few feet away from her, in front and explaining her desire to join the college and her willingness to serve the Director.  Fortunately, there was a vacancy available in similar position but Asha wanted to know about her in general and more about her body in particular.

 

She asked “Shabana meri sabhi zarooraton ka dhyaan rakhna padega aur jiske liye main kahun uski bhi. Iske ilaawa tum meri assistant hogi”

 

Shabana got silent on the import of the sentence but managed to say “ji”

 

She further prodded “Paisa achha doong – aish bhi bahut hai – par meri har baat manna padegi.

 

She nodded in affirmative.

 

Meanwhile, Vicky had taken a position behind Shabana. He knew that the Saree was not tied to the blouse and it had fallen from the shoulder a few times and brought to view the delicious ample bossom cleavage to view.

 

Very slowly he started kissing the nape of her neck in front of Asha, both felt awkward but had enjoyed the his technique a lot of times to know how it felt like. Both were sure that he had fucked both of them but did not want to open their cards but here was he, wanting to initiate the love making now.

 

The breathing had become laboured and the heavy bossom went up & down with each breath causing the elderly lady to squirm in her seat and enjoy the site in front.  Very easily he massaged her boobs over the blouse. Vicky weighed the heaviness of the well proportioned mammaries in his hand and rubbed both the nipps with his thumbs tweaking them just a bit. Nothing new for both of them but the fact that Asha was sitting in front made her feel a bit of moistness in her crotch. 

 

Anything which is so prohibitive is all the more exciting and enjoyable.

 

Fold by fold the saree was coming off, the ladies were now silent which each one look at other and Asha licked her lips at the prospect in offing.  She too allow the pallu of the saree to slip and reach her lap and expose generous dose of her skin and well endowed assets.  Now it was turn of Shabana to lick her lips.  The well educated one was waiting with bated breath wihen Vicky was pulling off the last fold.  Deliberately he held back and again went on to kiss her neck.  Both the females loved him for his tricks and enjoyed it a lot but for Asha it was annoying. It was as if a child waiting for the present to be unwrapped fully and someone elder was playing with the kid by not unwrapping it completely. 

 

Then after a pause of 35-40 seconds which seemed like eternity to both representatives of fairer sex the last line of defence came off.

 

Stood before her, a few feet away, a very fine specimen of dusky sultry lass.  The skin was unblemished and shining. The fingernails were covered in pink polish with golden black combination sandals covering her beautiful feet.  She was wearing anklets resting on joint of her ankle and her feet and then started the fulsome shin supported by equally fulsome calf.  They went on to meet the knees and then the gorgeous, heavy (not too much) thighs took over the attention.  The healthy thighs moved in unsion to meet at the crotch, currently covered by a lacy black panty.  Still she could see little signs of bush, meaning Vicky would have asked to shave off the crop. 

 

Shabana was in trance.  He made her spin around to let Asha see her ample backside.  The wide hips held two well rounded and big ass globes.  The shape was very nice from the front and side and great for fucking.

 

Vicky was now touching her ass with his crotch and pushing the cock towards her a bit more.  The female set of eyes were locked onto each other’s body.  Asha was getting hotter by looking at Vicky playing with Shabana’s boobs.  He did not open the blouse but was pressing it over it and licking the skin as much as he could from his position.  If that was not good enough he got down to his knees, after a minute or so of boob press, and started lick Shabana’s knee and proceeded north.  Miliimeter by millimeter the supple thigh was getting a thick saliva coat.  Drop by drop the crotch was getting wetter.  Asha marleved at the boy’s abilitiy to pleasure women.  Shabana wanted to push his face on her crotch as many time before but this time she couldn’t.  The pleasure was making her go mad.  He was just too good.  The lady in red was squirming in her chair and even her panty was getting wet a bit.  The room had sexual tension high enough to slice through. 

 

After Vicky completed the saliva coating of her thighs from the front, he turned Shabana sideways to continue licking thighs from the back.  Asha could not hold any more than 25-30 seconds more and got up.  The pallu of the saree was touching the floor below as she walked forward towards lovers.  Shabana had closed her eyes and was oblivious to her coming.  Vicky has seen her coming but ignored her and continued tormenting both the younger and older specimen.

 

He again turned Shabana back to her earlier position facing the slow moving Asha.  The curvy elder lady was hardly a foot away from the curvy young one.  Vicky now moved behind Asha and kissing her overexposed back and shoulders.  He continued the licking part and added the boob press for good measure.  The curvy woman leaned back into him and pressed her ass on his crotch and felt the thickness of the tool within the confines of the jeans.  The tool she had felt both from inside and outside so many a times.  Shabana had by now opened her eyes and saw a very erotic sight of young lad with a mature beautiful lady.  Now it was Shabana’s turn to salivate on seeing the ample assets in front of her.  Vicky continued to unfold Shabana’s present by taking off the saree inch by inch.  After agonizing wait for all, off went the saree to floor to meet Shabana’s.  The union of two beauties was separated by social strata, education, was going to happen but prior to that their garments too mingled.

 

It was some sight to see two very curvy females.

 

One dusky the other one very fair.

 

One less educated something and the other well educated.

 

One oozing raw passion and other being more sophisticatedly sexy.

 

Both with big boobs

 

Both with great ass

 

Both with silky soft unblemished skin

 

Both made to fuck

 

And both Vicky’s conquests.

 

More similarities than differences – Simple.

 

Both moved a few inches forward such that their milk depots were separated by less than 6 inches. 

 

Both were tentative and calculating their next steps.

 

He had stepped back to see the view from the side.

 

The ladies were lost in each other only.  For a moment he did not exist for them.  The light was coming in from the window.  He could see dark silhoutes of contours of two curvaceous luscious babes. The light from the window had nullified the skin colour. 

 

They had a similar height

 

The boobs were similar and were nipple to nipple (eyeball conflict equation) with each other. 

 

They had similar well rounded ass protruding towards the back side.

 

They had similar supple and fleshy thighs.

 

They had similar wet spot on the crotch

 

Both were wearing only bra, blouse and panty.

 

Both were waiting for the attack.

 

Seconds were like minutes.  Time had just stopped then.  He was also lost in the sheer eroticism on display. 

 

The educated curvy one took the lead and gently placed her left hand on Shabana’s right boob.  She felt the firmness of the boob.  It was very big, soft yet firm, no sag but yet the feeling was of softness.  She liked it. It was much like hers but with no sag. She could imagine what Vicky would have done to them.

 

Instinctively she too put her left hand on the right boob of Asha.  It was very big, soft yet firm, sagged a little but only a little.  She could imagine what Vicky would have done to them.

 

With her thumb and index finger she tweaked Shabana’s stiff nipple to be met by a soft moan and reciprocation of her own nipple tweaking.  He was enjoying the best show in town with the best seat in town.

 

With over a couple of minutes, seeming like erotic hours, of boob pressing and nipple tweaking.  Asha opened the first hook of Shabana’s blouse. She took a deep breath for the mighty rise and fall of the mammaries.  The opening of hook brought to sight a bit more of delicious cleavage, Asha was waiting to suck the giant mammaries in front of her.  She was holding back against her lascivious desires.  Off went the second, the third, leaving one more to go.  The hooks were also thankful for being loosened since they had taken a lot of strain due to the humungous size of the mammaries.  Asha liked what she saw.  She could see the lacy black bra confining two beautiful orbs.  With a deep breath off went the final front of resistance as well.  Shabana took of her blouse and threw it on the pile of the two sarees below.  Before Asha could proceed, Shabana loosened her blouse hooks, taking them off one by one.  The fourth one was the last.  She too loved what she saw.  Two gigantic boobs in confines of a red lacy bra.  Asha too took the blouse off and threw it on the pile below.

 

After the mingling of sarees, the blouse too mingled.

 

Both looked at each other. The poorer one in the black bra and panty and the richer one in red. It was like took boxers in their dress of red and black.

 

By now Vicky too had taken off his jeans and the cock was out in full glory.

 

Asha moved a bit forward so as to reduce the distance between the eye-ball conflict of the two nipps sets.  The nipples of the two milk depots were hardly an inch away from each other to the point of gentle rub against each other in case of heavy breathing.  Asha loosened the head bun of Shabana and let the hair fall.  The thick, silky, shining hairs fell down coming to mid back.  A few strands coming in front of her face, giving it a more desireable look, if any more was needed.

 

Both were breathing heavily now, the nipps were rubbing against each other.  The well educated curvy came forward, if any space was there, leaned into her and held her in an embrace. 

 

His cock was hard as a granite stone.

 

Both the curvaceous ones mingled into each other like creepers.  They were not kissing each other but the hands were roaming on each others back.  Asha felt the roundness of her ass globes and so did Shabana.  The hands had rested on each other’s ass globes and had stopped moving.  The boobs pressed each other, the crotches felt each other.  It was an embrace with very little movement. It was like Shabana found her new mentor on way to success and Asha found a willing pupil.  It was a moment which could not be described in words so easily.  He looked at the two mirrors in the room and both were giving their own version of reflections of the two bodies.  It was as if everything had stopped.

 

After two-three minutes of embrace, they disengaged for a short moment only for Asha to hold her head with her hand and plant a soft kiss on her lips.  The boobs were busy in kissing each other separately.   Shabana too leaned forward to meet her lips with force and as if by reflex both opened the lips only to meet each other’s tongues.  Second by second the force and passion had increased in the kiss.  The tongues and lips were feeling each other and exchanging liberal doses of saliva. Such was the passion that Vicky could see them inserting tongues deep into other one’s territory.  The hands moved on the back, fingers played with hair, palms cupped ass globes.  It was not for the faint hearted.  They were kissing and gyrating into each other. 

 

Asha felt her panty getting moister by the second and instinctively she rubbed the pussy mound of Shabana only to find that hers was also wet.  In fact it was wetter.  The elder one rubbed her fingers more over her cunt, and then brought the finger close to her nose to inhale.  The faces were apart not more than an inch from each other with a thick coat of saliva forming a bridge between thte two sets of lips.  Both sets of lips, one on face and one between the legs were moist. One due to saliva and other due to love juice.

 

After about 3-4 minutes of the kissing marathon, they again disengaged only for a brief moment though. She embraced her again only to unwrap her further.  Her fingers found the bra hook and off it went in one go.  She moved away and took Shabana’s bra off herself.  Shabana was too willing.  As Asha bent down to suck a boob, Shabana stopped her and embraced her only to reciprocate. Off went the red bra to mingle with the black one on the floor.  They looked at each other boobs and got captivated by it.

 

One very fair, one dusky, one with golden brown nipples and one with darker shade nipples.  The Aerola matched their respective nipp colours.  The nipples were looking at the other set.  It was as if even the boobs were captivated by the sight in front of them.  Both the ladies moved a bit forward to find the nipples rubbing against each other.  Apart from the colour they were so similar.  They were stiff as rubber and loved rubbing against each other.   The sensitive aerolas felt the impact of the other’s nipples and even the pores stiffened due to the touch.  The whole room was focused on the boobs set in front.  It looked as if the chandelier, mirror, bulbs, tubelite, study lamp and table, chair apart from the humans in the room were straining their neck to look at the god sent opportunity in front of them.  The office furniture had seen Asha earlier with Vicky but it was first time for them as well to see her with a female and that too as hot as Shabana.  Even the non-living ones were thanking their stars.

 

Again the richer one wanted to suck the poorer’s set of boobs but to no avail.  The poorer one blocked her forward movement with one hand and got down on her knees to smell the aroma of a wet pussy.  She was on her knees facing the well used pussy encased in a red lacy panty. She could make out that it was well shaven, much like hers since their common hero wanted it in such a fashion only. 

 

Shabana was breathing really heavy now.  Asha was feeling her hot breath on her pussy.  She held Ashar’s ass globes in an embrace and kneeded them slightly.  She appreciated the well rounded ass of the college’s boss.  Definitely it was very well use and she guessed it would have a lot to do with Vicky.  The ass globes were big, firm yet soft, and were like a big ball.  She brought her face very close to the pussy emanating the sexual aroma and then she did a unexpected thing.  She planted a soft kiss on the pussy mound and as Asha was swimming in throes of passion, she bit her pussy lips lightly over the panty. 

 

The sudden unexpected love bite made to say Asha “ooooooiiiiiiiii” and laugh.  Shabana looked up and Asha looked down.  Both sets of eyes locked onto each other.  The master had found an able pupil it seemed.  Shabana went back to kissing her love mound and this time the bite was a bit harder but not hard enough to hurt.

 

She also licked her thighs for good measure, Asha was now on verge of cumming and pressed Shabana’s head on her crotch. Her licking of her inner thighs and bites and play with pussy was doing magic to her.  The educated one was about to reach a sexual orbit. 

 

Shabana put her fingers in the elastic band of the panty and started pulling it down.  Inch by inch the panty was covering its southward journey.  As the panty came below pussy level, she planted a very wet kiss on her love nest and used her tongue to play with the pussy lips.  The strongest muscle in a person, the tongue, was being used to a very great effect.  Shabana inserted her index finger to part the lips and make way for the strong muscle to play.  Asha was feeling coming in of one of the strongest orgasm she had ever felt.  She played with Shabana’s hair and pushed her harder into her crotch.  Everyone in the room was just loving it.

 

After a few more seconds of the erotic play, the love juices broke the dam and came down in torrents.  Shabana was just lapping it all up. Asha was cumming down like a shower on her face.  The trickle of love juices found the route of thighs most convenient.  Shabana licked it all.  Her legs were gingerly, shaking and she was holding Shabana’s head for some support.  Meanwhile the panty was at her feet and on Shabana’s prodding she lifted her feet to take them out.  Panty went on to meet the sarees, blouses and bras.

 

After this nothing moved for over a couple of minutes.  Asha took long breaths to come back to normal.  Shabana too was coming back from a trance.

 

The fair one lifted the dusky one by her shoulders.  By now they were quite close to the footside edge of the bed.  With one push Shabana lay on her back on the big table with her knees dangling down.  She looked up in front and saw Asha towering over her with her legs on either side.  The melons on her chest were glistening in sweat due the erotic heat generated even in the AC room.  Vicky had meanwhile taken a position on the Director’s imposing chair near Shabana’s head side.  For the ladies, Vicky was non existent. They were locked onto each other as a missile is locked to a target.

 

Vicky was not used to such a situation but he did not complain.  He knew before the close of the show Vicky will have fucked both of them atleast once.  He was used to the female eyes being locked to his tool. So he was enjoying the new found anonymity.

 

Asha bent down with her melons dangling from her chest. Shabana wanted to love them, suck them.  They were so near and yet so far.  As she tried to get up to suck them, Vicky restrained by pressing her down. Asha appreciated his act, now she wanted to torment the girl.  Shabana was pushed further back on the bed and now was on bed totally with feet ending well before the table edge. Asha got on the table and was now resting her knees with the body leaned forward. She was on her fours and had leg on either side of Shabana.  A lady down on her fours to love a lady was sheer magic.

 

She bent down to rub her boobs over Shabana.  As Shabana tried to get up, Vicky held her back.  Both were making her go crazy.  She felt the mammoth impact of big mammaries on her own milk depots.  The nipples and aerolas were rubbed against each other very forecefully.  This was getting too much for Shabana. Not only the juices due to pussy kissing of Asha were built up but this act had sent the pulse racing and the juices had started to begin their downward journey once again.  Asha toyed with Shabana. 

 

She kissed, licked and sucked her boobs.  

 

She pulled her boobs with nipple between her teeth.

 

She salivated the upper bossom.

 

She cleaned the cleavage with the heavy duty licks.

 

She then started her licking journey from her cleaveage down to base of the boobs to her stomach with some special attention to her navel and then to lower abdomen.  Shabana had by now blown the fuse and it did not matter to her what was being done to her.  She wanted to get over with it and her orgasm.  Contrary to what Shabana did, off went her panties in one go and Asha inserted two fingers inside her pussy to find enough juice inside her.  Shabana writhed in pleasing pain and lifted her hips to meet the insertions. 

 

Within no time she started the violent up and down movement of her hips to indicate the impending orgasm. It was one mighty orgasm.  One of the best that she felt in a long long time.  She never imagined that she could leak so much juice.

 

Asha lay on top of Shabana and both got involved in French kiss. It was deep, long and enthralling.  Vicky had got completely naked by now and even his clothes were on top of the two ladies’s sets. 

 

He put his hand between the two sets of boobs as Asha was on top of Shabana.  Both of them looked at him and said “Thanks”

 

Vicky moved forward to kiss both the richer and poorer one alternatively.  Asha and Shabana started licking his tool with some vengeance, perhaps his reward of bringing them together.  He was hard as granite for some time now and the licking of his tool made him cum within no time.  He splurged ropes after ropes of warm semen on Asha’s belly which was very eagerly licked off dry by Shabana who in between offered Asha doses of his semen by sticking it on her fingers only to find Asha too willing who would suck it off in no time.

 

All had cummed atleast once and were ready for many more.

 

He lay on the table with Shabana on one side and Asha on the other.  It seemed it was an advertisement of some colour changing cream such as Fair and lovely with Shabana potraying the dusky shade, Vicky a much fairer one and Asha the fairest one of all. Thank god for the big solid wood table which had a lot of leather work in the middle.

 

He looked to see the gorgeous sight of the two hotties on his either side.  The mere reflection in the mirror brought some life back to his cock.

 

Both the ladies had lifted their heads and were resting on Vicky’s chest (used as bridge) and were kissing right above his face.  This position meant that both set of milk depot hung like fruits to be plucked right away.  The girls were re-united by long drawn French kiss whereas Vicky was busy in playing with the boobs hanging right in front.  He was never the one to leave an opportunity.

 

Vicky’s cock was now coming back to life in top gear and very soon the virile tool was ready for much more.  Seeing this, Asha pulled Shabana to ride Vicky in a Cow Girl position and she positioned herself just above his face.  Shabana pussy was quite well lubricated by now and since she was used to taking his tool, she did not find much difficulty in adjusting to the impending monster.  First few strokes caused her pain and then it was pretty bearable.

 

She was the one who was building the momentum.  Stroke by stroke the three lovers formed a triangle.  Vicky was the base of the triangle with the two hotties forming the two sides of the triangle joined at the top by the French kisses.  Shabana’s up and down motion on his cock meant Asha too had to move accordingly to continue kissing her which was well used by Vicky to kiss her pussy and insert a couple of fingers inside for her to enjoy. 

 

Vicky was lifting his hips to match Shabana’s motion and his head to match Asha’s movement.  The whole scene was picked from a Kamasutra book.

 

The experienced lovers continued like this for over 15 minutes with none ready to cum.  However, Shabana was feeling the impending waterfall since she found the whole act to be so erotic and unconventional. 

 

The more she felt the juices being released, the easier it became for his piston to service her deeper.  Deeper penetration meant more juice secretion. It was turning to a pleasing vicious cycle for her.  Her boobs were bouncing in all directions and so did that of the fairer one.  They continued kissing but had given little attention to each other’s boobs.  That was strange.  The sight above him could have brought life to the dead.  Two sets of mammaries wandering off in all directions.  Two hotties joined at the top in an unholy kiss. 

 

Shabana shrieked at the second cumming and let everyone know in the campus, thank god it was a Saturday, with her erotic scream that she had her another orgasm of the day.  Her body was glistened with sweat. She just continued the up and down movement though she had completely drenched the intruder.  Meanwhile seeing her state, Asha felt a wave of erotic current run through her body as she found Vicky increasing the number of intruding fingers and moving it much more vigorously.  The sharper movement of the fingers in her made her jump with pleasure and also the dam holding back the love juice flood gave way for her to release it over his face.  Vicky lapped it all up with some glee.  Asha took off from there and went behind Shabana to press her boobs on her back and started kissing her nape of the neck and back.  She kneaded Shabana’s boobs from behind and mauled the poor big mamaries and all the while made her feel her own with the touch from back.  Shabana was lost in an erotic world by now and she had her eyes closed and was in a trance again.  She turned her head to meet Asha’s lips and continued the French kiss where they had left it off.   Such scene continued for another 5-6 minutes.  Shabana had meanwhile used her hand to good effect to play with Asha’s pussy.  This had again charged her love juices and after sometime all of them moaned in unison signaling their respective orgasms.  Score women 3 each, man 2 orgasms.

 

Now the two hotties collapsed on him after licking his cock dry.

 

Vicky said “Asha toh phir Shabana ki naukri pakki” (so asha – Shabana’s job confirmed)

 

She replied “pakki bikul pakk”

 

All laughed.

 

Shabana said “itna mazaa aaya – agar aap naukri naa bhi dete main aapse baar baar milne aati” (I enjoyed it a lot – would have come to meet you even without job)

 

What a slut – the other two thought.

 

Asha said “Shabana jo main kahun karna, paise ki kami nahin hogi”

 

Shabana smiled and said “aap jaisa kahen” (as you say)

 

Vicky said “arrey mujhe mat bhool jaana” (don’t forget me)

 

All laughed in unison.

 

After 10-15 minutes of gossip, Shabana got up and made tea for all. An electric kettle etc was placed in the room. The office looked like a boardroom facility of a luxury hotel. It was that good.

 

For a few more minutes, the sexual banter continued. 

 

Then he motioned the hotties to move to the bathroom.  He wanted to do it there with them.

 

They were not complaining either.

 

Three nudies went into the plush bathroom.  Vicky had done with Asha earlier in the bathroom.  It was a biggish bathroom with large mirrors placed towards the wash basin area having toiletaries etc.  The commode was placed at the other end.  The large bathtub was placed in one corner with curtains shielding it from the remaining bathroom.  It had a shower mounted on the wall and also a hand held shower.  Hair conditioners, Shampoos and soaps were placed and the corner near shower.  At the end opposite to the shower, big white towels were tidily kept. 

 

Without much further ado Vicky moved to the bathtub and pulled the hotties inside. All were giggling like kids.  Asha sealed the drainage duct of the tub and started the water.  She was mixing both hot & cold.  As she was bent down playing with the taps etc Vicky placed himself behind her and positioned his cock on the asshole entry.  As she felt it on her asshole she let out an “ouch”.  Shabana had in the meanwhile started the shower and adjusted it in a manner that the water fell directly on her ass region. Vicky rubbed a bit of soap on his tool and also on her ass.  This was the lubrication he was looking for.

 

Asha was not complaining, in fact she was happy that she had an ass which could keep such a youngster desire it.  She was laughing and Vicky started the strokes.  Shabana who was stuck to the wall on Asha’s right hand side moved to her front thereby bringing her pussy level with her face.  Asha loved the sight in front of her of having a shaved pussy lips waiting for her facial lips.  Her anal lips were being serviced separately.

 

Shabana was right under shower but devoid of any waterfall.  The water was landing on very fair ass globes and droplets spread in all directions.  Asha held Shabana’s hips for support and started licking her thighs.  If Shabana’s licking of Asha had floored the richer one, now it was turn of the richer one to floor the poorer one.  The shower droplets were putting a sheen over Shabana’s frontal nudity.  Her eyes were half closed.  This was so much better than whatever she had earlier. She was enjoying the “ameer logon ki chudai”

 

Asha licked her inner thigh with some expertise so as to make Shabana twinge.  She was paying special attention from mid-thigh to crotch area with supple thigh near crotch coming in for some treat.  She just loved the healthy young luscious dusky babe in front of her.  Lick by Lick she was making Shabana squirm.  Her licks were forceful just like strokes in her asshole and the tongue was exerting some pressure on her pussy. 

 

Shabana was getting weak by the second and rested her back on the wall with her legs becoming jittery.  She was holding Asha’s head and at times pressed it into her crotch.  What a role reversal, Vicky thought, from some time back when Shabana was licking Asha’s crotch in the room and Asha pressed Shabana’s head to her crotch. What goes around comes back.

 

The tongue did part her pussy lips and the inner sanctum was getting a special service.

 

It all continued for well over 10 minutes when Shabana felt the advent of the waterfall deep inside and her legs had become all the more jittery and she was shaking with pleasure.  It was like a thousand needles inside her were hitting her inner love nest.  With a loud moan she came and pressed face of Asha on her crotch with one hand and with one hand held the shower. 

 

Asha continued the licking of her love juices and then picked up the hand held shower pipe to focus the aim of stream to Shabana’s pussy.  Cold water streams to a freshly leaked pussy did wonders to Shabana who was enjoying the master class by an expert.  She felt indebted to Asha for giving her such pleasure and to Vicky to bring her there.  She got down on her knees only to meet the rich sexy face and the hotties got involved in another round of French kiss.  Shabana also inserted a finger in Asha’s pussy, and rubbed it for a couple of minutes.  She also let out a loud moan to announce arrival of love juice flood.

 

Vicky in the meanwhile continued the anal screw.  He held the wall for support with one hand and the other hand mauled the set of richer’s mammaries.  With 5-7 minutes worth of more anal fuck, Vicky also let out the stream of semen on Asha’s royal ass globes and Shabana got up to rub it all over her back, thighs, ass globes, boobs.

 

They continued the lovemaking in the bathroom for a few more rounds and at the end all three lovers rubbed soap on each other with some delight.  Not detailing out to avoid repetition.

 

They had fucked for well over 1.5 hours by then.  They got up to go.

 

Before venturing out, Asha kissed Shabana one more time and said “I offer you position of office assistant, will you accept it”

 

“Yes Ma’am with pleasure” said the dusky one.

 

Shabana smiled at the prospects on offer. Her salary was going to improve

 

Asha smiled at the prospect of using Shabana to clinch the deals for personal benefit and college.

 

As they reached home, Shabana said “Thanks a lot maalik”

 

Vicky smiled and they had more rounds of joint love making with Asha in coming days.

 

Shabana resigned from Vicky’s company the very next day and was to join Asha after fifteen days.

 

Meanwhile the company’s work too was almost over and Vicky had to leave the place and went back to Delhi.

[Dreamer0410]

As I came back to Delhi, family was overjoyed.  My office was in Gurgaon, daily travel from a south-west Delhi colony was a pain, thanks to the flyover being constructed on Outer Ring Road section near Vasant Vihar. What to do, no other options, had to endure daily up & down. My career was going great guns. I was being recognized for my work.

 

We had by now moved to our house in Dwarka colony in Delhi.

 

I got an excellent offer from a Robotics/Automation company and I grabbed it. Best part office was in New Delhi with a direct metro ride. What else could one ask for? I would go to Metro Station 21 and take Airport Metro and get down at Shivaji Stadium Station and a very short walk to my office. Bingo. Life was so good.

 

After a few months at my new company, I was asked to automate some part of manufacturing process of a large vendor of the biggest auto car makers in India. The company was based in Manesar. The automation of the process would have included some Robots as well since it was a high value / precision component.

 

Given the distance between Manesar and Dwarka, my parents ruled out daily up & down, given winters were setting in which brings in a lot of fog as well. I told it to my company who very kindly agreed for providing a fully furnished accommodation for me alongwith some servant for cooking, cleaning etc. Someone had billed it in the contract with the Client. We were a 5 member team including me, 4 males and one female who bordered on male due to her appearance. All of them lived near Gurgaon and had no problem in doing a daily up & down. They had hired a cab to take them from Gurgaon to Manesar and return daily.  Made sense.

 

I was given a flat in a very post society in Manesar, it was close to the client’s premises. I had taken my car to Manesar and would drive the long 2 km one way to our makeshift office from new residence.  It was a palatial 2BHK + study + Pooja room house. The developer had been very liberal in allocating space. The total carpet area was about 1500sq ft and had lovely spacious balconies in addition to the 1500sqft.

 

The maid servant provided was named Kamla, a buxom lady in her late thirties. She was beautiful and curvy. Infact had very fair complexion. None could say that she was a Maid servant.  She used to come in the morning to do mopping, sweeping and cook breakfast for me and would leave and return in evening to cook dinner for me.  She was an efficient worker.

 

The team that was taking care from Client’s side was headed by one Mr Mohammad Syed. He was an engineer by qualification from a reputed institute. He too lived in the same society as I did. A man in late 40s with a very docile demeanour. He knew his job. He had two kids who were in college & college studying in other parts of the country. One boy and one girl.  Son in college and girl in boarding college.  His wife had gone to her brother’s house when I had moved so I had little chance of seeing her. 

 

On Friday evening I would rush back to Delhi to be with my parents and only return on Monday morning. Since my parents were both working, hence we did spend quality time over weekends.

 

Mohammad would bring his food though canteen provided an excellent meal.  We started having lunch together. I was leading my team and he his, so in a way it used to be a power packed lunch. He was a nice man to know and we developed camaraderie. He knew I was a vegetarian and hence avoided offering the non-veg items but would offer them when he brought some veg stuff.  One thing was sure, his wife was a great cook.

 

My maid servant Kamla also worked part time at Mohammad’s household for cleaning, sweeping etc.

 

So one fine day, I was having a walk in the huge compound of my society that I saw Mohammad coming with some a female. Could make out in the well lit campus, that she was a beauty.  I said “namastey” with folded hands to her and shook hands with Mohammad.  She was, as you would have guessed by now, his wife.

 

Now let me describe her for you. Around 5.5” similar to Mohammad in height.

 

Super fair and had a lovely glowing skin.

 

Hair wavy and came till her mid back. Lovely facial features and a body to die for. She was in a league of her own. If I were to compare my previous conquests, she was definitely in league of Mrs Kapoor or Aanchal. You would have read a similar description of my conquests but what to do, I like curvy ones and words cannot express beauty beyond a point. A good reference point will be star Urvashi Rautela.

 

After customary exchanges, we both went our separate ways.

 

Mohammad’s house was visible from one of the lesser used balconies of my house. He had a spacious 3BHK accommodation.  After seeing that beauty, the lesser used balcony was getting more frequented. I had shifted my weights etc in the study room. Bought  high quality binoculars to keep an eye on her. She was worth it. Had noticed a pattern that she loved to keep herself fit and in shape. Would go out for a morning walk around 6am and return by 7am. One thing I noticed that her attire was such that would highlight her very prominent curves and the colours too were very attractive.

 

During my talks with Kamla, learnt that she was about 15-16 years younger than Mohammad and was his second wife. Son from first wife and daughter with second. Her name was Adaa

 

After about a couple of weeks, Kamla had become my news source for the colony and was also filling me with info on Syeds.  She told me that Mohammad didn’t think Adaa was someone comparable to him due to his education and monetary status. Even Adaa felt that Mohammad was not comparable to her cause of her beauty. Mohammad married Adaa to take care of his son and was besotted with her beauty. But as the charm of high salary goes down after a few months, same happened with his infatuation with her beauty. After she got pregnant, the charm and affection wore off.  Adaa was a chirpy person with a great sense of humour and Kamla told that she would often give her money, clothes etc over and above her monthly wages.

 

The Society had a lot of live-in relationships and also a number of young girls and boys had taken apartments. So a batch of 4 girls would take a bigger apartment and same with boys. A lot of dating and resultant sex was happening in society. The oldies of society were unable to end this menace since had little control over who the house was rented to.

 

Vicky had now had developed a habit for going for a morning walk for obvious reasons. He would jog and run and cross paths with Adaa a lot of times and they would exchange smiles. The society also had a swimming pool but was very rarely frequented. It had a decent gym as well.  Adaa would admire Vicky’s stamina as she saw him jogging for about 40 minutes at a stretch and then follow it up with half hour of gymming.

 

Kamla one day asked Vicky for some money, it was a few thousands. Kamla’s hubby was working in some factory now as a low class worker but at one time they had a shop and were doing well. Some bad business deals and cheating saw them losing whatever they had and were reduced to penury.  Vicky asked Kamla to tell her husband to meet him.

 

Govind, Kamla’s husband came to meet him. During his discussions with him, Vicky realized that the man had an eye for detail and could run a shop.  Vicky used his contacts to get some loan sanctioned to the poor man to initiate his trade again. Vicky paid for the rent of first 3 months for him. Kamla & Govind were indebted to him. Govind was a skilled tailor and with little investment he started his shop.  He was a ladies tailor and started with doing all odd altering jobs as well. Gradually he established himself in the area and things started looking good for him. God was kind and everything happened in one week flat. That is loan approval, shop, buying some equipment for him etc.

 

During that week, Vicky had come a shade closer to Adaa. Due to Vicky’s persuasion, she too added jogging to her routine apart from walking.  She enjoyed when saw Vicky taking quick glances at her bouncing boobs. So when Govind’s shop opened, Vicky asked Adaa to get the first suit stretched and if she found the stitching to be good, let the word spread. Goving took measurements very diligently and hence the business started.

 

Many flats in society were unoccupied. Two out of four on his floor were locked permanently. He had seen a couple staying there in the only other occupied flat. They had two daughters. The man was well built. The woman was above average in looks and cuves.  The man had an imposing physical presence and prudence demanded a wait and watch approach.

 

So on Monday, next day of opening shop, Kamla came at the usual time. Vicky was surprised.

 

V – Arrey kamla ji aap kyon aayi

 

K – kyon babuji, nikaal rahe ho kya.

 

V – arrey woh baat nahin, govind ji ki help bhi toh karni hai.

 

K – aapka kaam nipta ke wahan jaaungi.

 

V – Sirf mera ya Adaa ka bhi.

 

K – ji dono ka. Aapne itna saath diya hai.

 

V – dekho kamla, tum jhaadu pocha chhod do, sirf khana banaya karo. Koi maid dhoondh dena.

 

K – ji babuji.

 

On Monday itself, I and Mohammad were having lunch.  He brought kheer. I gorged on it. It was very tasty.

 

V – Syed ji you are damn lucky, Bhabhi is a great cook

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – meri taraf se thanks karna unko. Brahmino ki kheer kamzori hoti hai

 

He smiled and said “aap hee kar lena”

 

V – theek hai aap ghar jaake baat karwa dena

 

M – Karwani kya hai, aap hee kar lo and in a flash he gave me Adaa’s number.

 

As soon as I was alone, I called her up

 

A – hello

 

V – hello Adaa ji

 

A – kaun hai

 

V – lo ji ab hum kaun ho gaye

 

A – kaun hai

 

V – ji aapki cooking ke fan hain

 

A – oh Vicky ha ha – tum ho

 

V – ji main hoon. Aaj Syed ji ke liye jo kheer di thee usay khaane ka naseeb hua. Laajawab thee.

 

She giggles and says “Thank you thank you”

 

V – cook karne waali ke haath choomne ka dil karta hai

 

A – ha ha ha

 

V – aap bahut achhi cook nahin balki bahut khoobsoorat cook hain

 

A – thanks

 

V – chaahen toh number save kar lijiyega

 

A – pakka.

 

V – ek request hai

 

A – bolo

 

V – ek baar apne haath ko softly kiss kar lo. Main hota toh itni khoobsoorat cook ke haath zaroor kiss karta

 

She smiles and says “done”

 

Call ended.

 

In the morning when we met, I again thanked her for wonderful kheer and cooking in general.

 

V – Syed ji is very lucky to have such a beautiful wife who is such a great cook. Way to rule a man is through bedroom and his tummy.

 

She smiled.

 

At office the next day, just before lunch time, Mohammad called me

 

V – ji Syed sir

 

M – Aapki Bhabhi ne kaha hai ab se lunch hamaari taraf se aur jitni baar ho sake, ghar pe garma garam

 

V – but Syed ji meri vajah se aap ko ghaas phoos khaani padegi.

 

M – chalo iski bahane cholesterol kam ho jaayega

 

Thinking of seeing the gorgeous Adaa, I agreed.

 

So at lunch time, Mohammad & I left and were welcomed by the gorgeous Adaa in a saree. She looked ravishing.

 

The lunch spread was lavish and damn tasty. The cook looked a dish too.

 

V – Thanks Bhabhi ji for a lovely lunch

A – Welcome Vicky ji

 

V – Aap mujhe Vicky hee bulao, Bhabhi ka itna haq banta hai devar par

 

Both Syeds smiled.

 

A – welcome Vicky

 

V – that is better. Syed sir aapki kismet se rashk hai mujhe

 

M – kyon bhai

 

V – Itni sundar biwi jo itni achhi cook ho.

 

Both laughed.

 

Next morning too we met for our jogging session.

 

A – kya khaaoge devar ji

 

V – kya khilaogi Bhabhi ji

 

A – jo hum khilaayen khaaoge kya

 

V – jo hum khaana chaahen khilaaoge kya

 

Though she got the import of the sentence but played ignorant and said “vegetarian stuff hee hoga”

 

V – great.

 

As kamla came to cook breakfast she said “babu ji kal Adaa memsaab aapki tareef kar rahi theen”

 

V – “meri tareef”

 

K – ji kahe rahin theen ki aap kitne fit ho, hansmukh ho.

 

V – achha hai.  Waise kamla tum bhi kam fit nahin ho

 

Kamla smiles.

 

V – kahin bhi maas nahin latak raha. Sab kasa hua mamla hai.

 

She smiles and goes towards the kitchen.

 

V – Govind ne woh dress sil di thee Adaa ki

 

K – haan saab, bada man ho raha hai (she was having fun at my expense)

 

V – jaaneman dekhne ka man toh tumhe ho raha hai, bina pallu ke.

 

K – haaye daiya

 

V – (before it went out of hand) isliye kahe raha hoon ki agar dress pasand aa gayi toh woh aagey naam batayegi Govind ka.

 

K – ji saab.

 

She calls Govind and he confirms that he will be delivering it by 10am the same day.

 

K – saaab aapne bahut kiya hai hamaare liye. Thanks saab

 

V – koi baat nahin.

 

While serving breakfast, kamla bent forward causing pallu of saree to slip and showcased her mammary charms with a divine cleavage. She saw me eyeing those beauties. Eye contact made and then averted.

 

As I got out of the lift on the ground floor, there was a dusky beauty coming in. She was dressed in shorts and a camisole. She had a male servant carrying some bag behind her. We made eye contact, did a quick glance and left.  I noted that her lift stopped at the top floor.

 

So during the first half of the day, I chatted over whatsapp with my new found Bhabhi jaan and sent a slightly non-veg joke. She enjoyed it. The chat was nothing special barring her praises. Who doesn’t love to be praised.  She told me about the dress and I asked her to wear it.

 

In the afternoon, as she opened the door, my eyes did a double check. She was wearing a very risqué churidaar suit. She didn’t take dupatta and the boobs were so heavenly showcased in the kameez with a divine 3 inch cleavage. Was a sleeveless one and slit on sides was coming upto her hips. Salwar was very tight and highlighted her meaty thighs and heavy assglobes. She saw me eyeing her body and liked it.

 

She had cooked my favourite dishes. Mohammad didn’t like them but poor man had to eat.

On the dining table she was sitting acroos me and Mohamad on my side. All the while I was eyeing her body. Could make out she didn’t mind.

 

As the lunch ended, she got up took her plates and went to the kitchen. I picked mine and followed her. Mohammad told me to sit and she would take, I was adamant. As I entered the kitchen

 

A – arrey Vicky aap kyon aaye, main le aati

 

V – nahin main apni plates khud uthaata hoon.

 

Adaa smiled.

 

As we washed hands, I just lifted her hand and gave a small peck “lovely cooking”

 

Adaa smiled and said “thanks”

 

I came back to the dining table. She brought some rasgullas for desert.

 

Mohammad just got up to wash hands.

 

A – sweet dish time

 

V – dish toh sweet tab hogi jab Bhabhi aap khilaaoge apne haath se.

 

Adaa looked at the washroom door in the room and then placed one rasagulla in my mouth. While she was taking her fingers out, I managed to lick it a bit.

 

V – Bhabhi ab meri baari

 

Despite her saying no at first, I managed to feed her one with my hand. Good progress.

 

Mohammad came back from washroom and we enjoyed our secret.

 

 V – Bhabhi aapki koi bahen nahin hai chhoti

 

A – sabki shaadi ho gayi

 

V – Total loss.

 

Not knowing what was going on, the idiot Mohammad asked “iski bahene kyon”

 

A – Aap nahin samjhoge, devar Bhabhi ki baatein hain

 

We all laughed and we two left for office.

 

At night, I happened to cross the study room cum part time gym and could see sexy Bhabhi in balcony. Even from distance could make out it was her. I took my binoculars to notice that she had her mobile.  I called her.

 

A – Hi Vicky

 

V – Bhabhi kya hua itni raat ko balcony mein akele

 

A – ye so gaye hain

 

V – kya. Seedha news dekh ke so gaye ya phir news ke baad kuchh karke

 

A – chup badmash

 

V – Bhabhi seriously ek baat kahun

 

A – bol

 

V – aapke saamne Syed ji bujhi hui mombatti lagte hain. Kahan aap fuljhadi

 

A – chup kar. Bada aaya hai

 

Though she was sounding serious but I could see from my binoculars that she was smiling and playing with her pendant.

 

We spoke for another 10-12 minutes and I shared a few naughty jokes with her and as I was about to end.

 

V – Bhabhi ek cheez doonga, bura mat manna

 

A – bolo devar ji

 

V – muuuahh (I make a kiss sound on phone)

 

A – ye kyat ha

 

V – good night kiss. Aur kya. Aapko kya laga

 

A – Chup (could see her smiling) chal good night.

 

The next morning we met, smiled at each other, did our rounds and went our ways.

 

About 2 hours before lunch time, I sent a message to Bhabhi

 

V – Bhabhi wear your blue saree with white blouse today.

 

A – why

 

V – you look great in that.

 

A – aur baaki mein bekaar lagti hoon

 

V – Bhabhi aap bori bhi pahen lo toh kayamat lago.

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – aur haan halka jooda banana

 

A – hmmmm

 

My ogling of Adaa was increasing day by day. She was getting chirpier on being admired.

 

As the door opened, could see the damsel in the dress of my choice. She was looking casual and ravishing. The blouse was cut to expose charms and not hide it. She had flawless skin and it looked great as it was exposed.  Mohammad went it first, followed by Adaa and then me. I just moved a step ahed, whispered thanks in her ear and patted her lower back.

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She looked at me astonished but was enjoying these games deep down.

 

As we had lunch, I did not forget to praise her for her cooking again and also her looks and dress sense.

 

V – Bhabhi ji ab agar kisi din bhool jaaun toh maan lena ki maine tareef kar hee di hai. Implied hai ki aap great cook ho.

 

She smiled and said “thanks”

 

Post lunch followed her to the kitchen and kissed her hand again.

 

A – Devarji ye roz haath pe

 

V – Bhabhi ji jahan kaho wahan de doon

 

She blushes, while going out of the kitchen I just pat a couple of inches above her ass.

 

We reach office. Nothing special happens.

 

In the evening, as I return, get in to the lift with the same girl with whom I had crossed paths a few days back. Suddenly there is power outage and lift stops midway. Fortunately, they had installed 10-12 LED lights to ensure a minimum light for such exigencies. She panics, I ask her to stay calm and hold her hand. She manages to get some hold on herself.

 

Just to soothe her nerves, I introduce myself

 

V – Hi I am Vicky, staying on the 4th floor

 

She looks at me, shakes my hand and then tells her name, she is Jasleen.

 

V – lovely name.

 

J – thanks

 

V – saw you the other day, my day went off very well. Punjabi song sach ho gaya

 

J – which one

 

V – Sawere hoye ni Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga

 

She smiled.

 

V – aap kaunse floor pe ho

 

J – 7th and you

 

V – 4th. You live with your family or staying alone

 

J – oh we are a group of 4 friends. I am working in aaa company, it is a PR firm.

 

V – great

 

J – and you

 

V – Staying alone. Leading a team which is taking care of robotics/automation implementation at xxx company. Here for a few months. Residence Delhi

 

J – great. Are you an Engineer

 

V – Yes from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

J – wow

 

I had to mention all the facts to get a wow. Simpler method would have been showing my python and she would have said wow and opened her legs by now.

 

V – must say Jasleen you are very attractive.

 

J – Thanks

 

In the meantime the lift started again and gradually reached 4th floor.

 

V – Jasleen, don’t take chance, come to my house, have some water and then you may take stairs, you never know

 

J –hhmmmmmm. Ok

 

I invited her in, gave her some water to drink. Offered her juice. Had general chit chat, exchanged numbers and she left. Good progress for the day.

 

Called up parents, daily routine. Nothing major, all was fine.  Took bath, switched on TV and was killing time. Spoke with Sadaf and Mrs Kapoor and invited them to Manesar.

 

After some time Kamla came for preparing dinner.

 

V – kamla chaaye bana do. Doodh zyada daalna

 

K – ok saab. (she saw me eyeing her boobs while talking of milk)

 

V – Kamla aap apni chaaye bhi le aao aur aa jaao.

 

K – ji saab.

 

she brought her cup of tea and sat on the carpet. I tried to force her to sit on chair but she did not budge, after 2-3 attempts I  also let it be since it was a vantage point for me. I was wearing loose cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Nothing underneath.

 

V – kamla, aur graahak aaye Govind ke paas

 

K – ji saab, Adaa memsaab ne bahuton ko bataya. Parson se 8-10 naye graahak aa gaye.

 

V – kismet hai Govind ki. Naap ke bahaane haath pher leta hoga aur iske paise bhi milenge

 

Kamla laughs.

 

V – Kamla aap apne blouse silwaati thee ya Govind hee silta tha

 

K – koi aur tailor tha

 

V – phir toh woh bhi naap leta hoga aaram se. (I said while lechering looking at her boobs)

 

Kamla smiled.

 

V – Batao na

 

K – saab wohi jo aap soch rahe ho

 

V – maza aata hoga

 

K – hmmmm (and she started to leave)

 

I held her hand and made her stay back. Seeing her boobs and the talks, my python was almost 75% awake. She could see a huge tent in shorts and I could see a suppressed smile.

 

As she was cooking, I went behind her and stood with my hands on her shoulders.

 

K – saab !!

 

V – kya hua

 

K – aap hamaare liye bhagwaan jaise ho, ye na karo

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush nahin karogi. Soch lo, agar bhagwan ko khush kiya toh bhagwaan itna khush kardenge ki sabko bhool jaaogi

 

K – Nahin saab

 

I leaned into her, pressed my cock on her ass and whispered “Kamla, agar meri baat maan lene ka man, hai toh kal subah aa jaana, warna main sabko kahe doonga ki Govind ki help karne ke liye chali gayi”

 

She definitely felt the size on her hips.

 

Well as she left, she turned back to wear her slippers, I just lowered my shorts to flash my goods. For 2-3 seconds she was locked onto it. I raised it.

 

She went aghast.  I had dinner.

 

Was about time for Adaa to come in her balcony. She was again there.  Good possibilities.

 

Used binoculars to see if she had her mobile in her hand. She had.

 

V – Buddha so gaya

 

A – kaun budhha

 

V – Aapke shauhar

 

A – Buddha kyon

 

V – Itni hot biwi ko chhod ke alag baitha hai toh Buddha hee hua na

 

Could see her laughing.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – toh code name for syed is Buddha for now.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Kal Buddha Delhi ja raha hai for some meetings, lunch office mein kar loonga

 

A – nahin. Ghar pe aao

 

V – pakka?

 

A – haan devar ji

 

V – akele mein devar Bhabhi ke saath masti kar gaya toh

 

A – mujhe pata hai mera devar sayaana hai

 

V  - aur mujhe pata hai ki meri Bhabhi hot hai

 

She sent smileys

 

V – Bhabhi

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – good night kiss nahin dogi

 

A – muuuahhh mmuuaahh smileys were sent

 

V – Buddhe ke saath Jodi nahin jachti aapki

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Aapko akele mein Adaa bula sakta hoon

 

A – kyon Bhabhi achhi nahin lagti

 

V – Bhabhi toh bahut achhi lagti hai but Adaa zyada close hogi

 

A – done

 

Next morning Kamla didn’t come but sent a message that she would come next morning. Immense possibilities.

 

I went to the factory, had something for breakfast in factory mess.

 

While going through some papers which Mohammad’s junior had brought to study some part of production line, I realized that Mohammad Syed had committed some irregularities or was plain stupid to order such items.

 

It was like him ordering Rolls Royce for one person to travel in super crowded lanes of Chandni Chowk. A two wheeler would have sufficed.

 

I went in great detail and clicked a few pics and realized why the company was not being productive enough. Too much wasteful expenditure done in past for low results. My next 3 hours went in deep diving into the issue. So engrossed was I that didn’t realise that it was time for lunch. Mohammad was to be out for tonight as well and only to return next evening. Since I was not sure of the financial bungling part, I focused on the technical blunders only. But it was far too obvious to anyone.

 

I got a call from Adaa asking if I am coming. In all this I had forgotten about my lunch date.  Left for the lunch, picked up some flowers on way and was standing in front of her door in a few minutes.

 

My Adaa opened the door, dressed to kill in a set of leggings and sleeveless top.

 

I gave her flowers “for my sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan..”

 

A – thank you devar ji

 

V – Bhabhi jaan aaj toh kayamat lag rahi ho

 

A – socha thoda modern ho jaaun ki buddh ghar pe nahin hai

 

We both laughed aloud.

 

A – chalo pahele lunch kar len.

 

V – ji Bhabhi jaaaaaaaannn

 

She turned and smiled while going to the kitchen

 

As lunch was being served on the table.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaan aaj aap khilaao apne haathon se

 

She looked at me questioningly and then said hmmmmm

 

She started feeding me, I was savouring the momement.

 

A – aaj ye nahin hain toh khoob masti soojh rahi hai.

 

V – Buddhe ke saamne karke dikhaaun?

 

A – arrey nahin nahin. Bahut khoosat hai Buddha

 

V – choon nahin karega

 

A – itni himmat hai mere devar ji mein

 

V – apni sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaaan ke liye sab kuchh

 

She smiled and got up to bring sweets. She knew my weakness for mithai.

 

Took one to pop the kaju barfi in my mouth. I stopped her.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaaan aise nahin

 

A – phir kaise

 

V – (I made her sit on the sofa and placed my head in her lap) ab khilao

 

A – Vicky ye kya hai

 

V – kya hua Bhabhi

 

A – a a a kuchh nahin

 

Her breathing was getting heavier and she fed me 3-4 kaju barfis. I lapped up all and in the meanwhile licked her fingers too. 

 

V – Adaa?

 

A – hmm?

 

V – love you

 

She smiled.

 

V – Budhha toh hai nahin, dinner akele karogi?

 

A – hmmmmm. Tum aa jaana.

 

V – ok done. Yaar aaj meri maid bhi chhutti par hai.

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She looked at me astonished but was enjoying these games deep down.

 

As we had lunch, I did not forget to praise her for her cooking again and also her looks and dress sense.

 

V – Bhabhi ji ab agar kisi din bhool jaaun toh maan lena ki maine tareef kar hee di hai. Implied hai ki aap great cook ho.

 

She smiled and said “thanks”

 

Post lunch followed her to the kitchen and kissed her hand again.

 

A – Devarji ye roz haath pe

 

V – Bhabhi ji jahan kaho wahan de doon

 

She blushes, while going out of the kitchen I just pat a couple of inches above her ass.

 

We reach office. Nothing special happens.

 

In the evening, as I return, get in to the lift with the same girl with whom I had crossed paths a few days back. Suddenly there is power outage and lift stops midway. Fortunately, they had installed 10-12 LED lights to ensure a minimum light for such exigencies. She panics, I ask her to stay calm and hold her hand. She manages to get some hold on herself.

 

Just to soothe her nerves, I introduce myself

 

V – Hi I am Vicky, staying on the 4th floor

 

She looks at me, shakes my hand and then tells her name, she is Jasleen.

 

V – lovely name.

 

J – thanks

 

V – saw you the other day, my day went off very well. Punjabi song sach ho gaya

 

J – which one

 

V – Sawere hoye ni Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga

 

She smiled.

 

V – aap kaunse floor pe ho

 

J – 7th and you

 

V – 4th. You live with your family or staying alone

 

J – oh we are a group of 4 friends. I am working in aaa company, it is a PR firm.

 

V – great

 

J – and you

 

V – Staying alone. Leading a team which is taking care of robotics/automation implementation at xxx company. Here for a few months. Residence Delhi

 

J – great. Are you an Engineer

 

V – Yes from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

J – wow

 

I had to mention all the facts to get a wow. Simpler method would have been showing my python and she would have said wow and opened her legs by now.

 

V – must say Jasleen you are very attractive.

 

J – Thanks

 

In the meantime the lift started again and gradually reached 4th floor.

 

V – Jasleen, don’t take chance, come to my house, have some water and then you may take stairs, you never know

 

J –hhmmmmmm. Ok

 

I invited her in, gave her some water to drink. Offered her juice. Had general chit chat, exchanged numbers and she left. Good progress for the day.

 

Called up parents, daily routine. Nothing major, all was fine.  Took bath, switched on TV and was killing time. Spoke with Sadaf and Mrs Kapoor and invited them to Manesar.

 

After some time Kamla came for preparing dinner.

 

V – kamla chaaye bana do. Doodh zyada daalna

 

K – ok saab. (she saw me eyeing her boobs while talking of milk)

 

V – Kamla aap apni chaaye bhi le aao aur aa jaao.

 

K – ji saab.

 

she brought her cup of tea and sat on the carpet. I tried to force her to sit on chair but she did not budge, after 2-3 attempts I  also let it be since it was a vantage point for me. I was wearing loose cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Nothing underneath.

 

V – kamla, aur graahak aaye Govind ke paas

 

K – ji saab, Adaa memsaab ne bahuton ko bataya. Parson se 8-10 naye graahak aa gaye.

 

V – kismet hai Govind ki. Naap ke bahaane haath pher leta hoga aur iske paise bhi milenge

 

Kamla laughs.

 

V – Kamla aap apne blouse silwaati thee ya Govind hee silta tha

 

K – koi aur tailor tha

 

V – phir toh woh bhi naap leta hoga aaram se. (I said while lechering looking at her boobs)

 

Kamla smiled.

 

V – Batao na

 

K – saab wohi jo aap soch rahe ho

 

V – maza aata hoga

 

K – hmmmm (and she started to leave)

 

I held her hand and made her stay back. Seeing her boobs and the talks, my python was almost 75% awake. She could see a huge tent in shorts and I could see a suppressed smile.

 

As she was cooking, I went behind her and stood with my hands on her shoulders.

 

K – saab !!

 

V – kya hua

 

K – aap hamaare liye bhagwaan jaise ho, ye na karo

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush nahin karogi. Soch lo, agar bhagwan ko khush kiya toh bhagwaan itna khush kardenge ki sabko bhool jaaogi

 

K – Nahin saab

 

I leaned into her, pressed my cock on her ass and whispered “Kamla, agar meri baat maan lene ka man, hai toh kal subah aa jaana, warna main sabko kahe doonga ki Govind ki help karne ke liye chali gayi”

 

She definitely felt the size on her hips.

 

Well as she left, she turned back to wear her slippers, I just lowered my shorts to flash my goods. For 2-3 seconds she was locked onto it. I raised it.

 

She went aghast.  I had dinner.

 

Was about time for Adaa to come in her balcony. She was again there.  Good possibilities.

 

Used binoculars to see if she had her mobile in her hand. She had.

 

V – Buddha so gaya

 

A – kaun budhha

 

V – Aapke shauhar

 

A – Buddha kyon

 

V – Itni hot biwi ko chhod ke alag baitha hai toh Buddha hee hua na

 

Could see her laughing.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – toh code name for syed is Buddha for now.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Kal Buddha Delhi ja raha hai for some meetings, lunch office mein kar loonga

 

A – nahin. Ghar pe aao

 

V – pakka?

 

A – haan devar ji

 

V – akele mein devar Bhabhi ke saath masti kar gaya toh

 

A – mujhe pata hai mera devar sayaana hai

 

V  - aur mujhe pata hai ki meri Bhabhi hot hai

 

She sent smileys

 

V – Bhabhi

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – good night kiss nahin dogi

 

A – muuuahhh mmuuaahh smileys were sent

 

V – Buddhe ke saath Jodi nahin jachti aapki

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Aapko akele mein Adaa bula sakta hoon

 

A – kyon Bhabhi achhi nahin lagti

 

V – Bhabhi toh bahut achhi lagti hai but Adaa zyada close hogi

 

A – done

 

Next morning Kamla didn’t come but sent a message that she would come next morning. Immense possibilities.

 

I went to the factory, had something for breakfast in factory mess.

 

While going through some papers which Mohammad’s junior had brought to study some part of production line, I realized that Mohammad Syed had committed some irregularities or was plain stupid to order such items.

 

It was like him ordering Rolls Royce for one person to travel in super crowded lanes of Chandni Chowk. A two wheeler would have sufficed.

 

I went in great detail and clicked a few pics and realized why the company was not being productive enough. Too much wasteful expenditure done in past for low results. My next 3 hours went in deep diving into the issue. So engrossed was I that didn’t realise that it was time for lunch. Mohammad was to be out for tonight as well and only to return next evening. Since I was not sure of the financial bungling part, I focused on the technical blunders only. But it was far too obvious to anyone.

 

I got a call from Adaa asking if I am coming. In all this I had forgotten about my lunch date.  Left for the lunch, picked up some flowers on way and was standing in front of her door in a few minutes.

 

My Adaa opened the door, dressed to kill in a set of leggings and sleeveless top.

 

I gave her flowers “for my sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan..”

 

A – thank you devar ji

 

V – Bhabhi jaan aaj toh kayamat lag rahi ho

 

A – socha thoda modern ho jaaun ki buddh ghar pe nahin hai

 

We both laughed aloud.

 

A – chalo pahele lunch kar len.

 

V – ji Bhabhi jaaaaaaaannn

 

She turned and smiled while going to the kitchen

 

As lunch was being served on the table.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaan aaj aap khilaao apne haathon se

 

She looked at me questioningly and then said hmmmmm

 

She started feeding me, I was savouring the momement.

 

A – aaj ye nahin hain toh khoob masti soojh rahi hai.

 

V – Buddhe ke saamne karke dikhaaun?

 

A – arrey nahin nahin. Bahut khoosat hai Buddha

 

V – choon nahin karega

 

A – itni himmat hai mere devar ji mein

 

V – apni sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaaan ke liye sab kuchh

 

She smiled and got up to bring sweets. She knew my weakness for mithai.

 

Took one to pop the kaju barfi in my mouth. I stopped her.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaaan aise nahin

 

A – phir kaise

 

V – (I made her sit on the sofa and placed my head in her lap) ab khilao

 

A – Vicky ye kya hai

 

V – kya hua Bhabhi

 

A – a a a kuchh nahin

 

Her breathing was getting heavier and she fed me 3-4 kaju barfis. I lapped up all and in the meanwhile licked her fingers too. 

 

V – Adaa?

 

A – hmm?

 

V – love you

 

She smiled.

 

V – Budhha toh hai nahin, dinner akele karogi?

 

A – hmmmmm. Tum aa jaana.

 

V – ok done. Yaar aaj meri maid bhi chhutti par hai.

 

I went back to the factory and took even greater interest in those papers. Adaa was worth all that and much more.  In another couple of hours, I had enough on him to either get him jailed or at the least get him fired from the organization.  I kept it to myself and left for the day.

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AS I reached home, thought of sexy Jasleen on 7th floor and just sent her a simple hi on whatsapp.

 

After a few minutes got hi in response

 

V – just checking if number you gave was genuine

 

J – smileys

 

V – so at home or office

 

J – office

 

V – Jasleen, if you don’t mind can we meet over walk post dinner. Ice cream on me

 

She waited for a few seconds to respond and then said “done”

 

Chalo with two dates in bag one for dinner and one post dinner, I went ahead with the routine.

 

At around 8pm pressed the door bell. I was wearing my cotton shorts and t-shirt. No undies. As Adaa opened the door I instinctively hugged her. I was a long hug.

 

I looked at her and whistled. She was wearing a very sensuous top and tight white leggings.

 

V – Adaa maal lag rahi ho

 

A – thanks

 

I had brought a pen drive with some good slow instrumentals. Played on her system and asked her for a dance. She looked at me and then came along. We held each other and soon were moving in a nice rhythm.  I had a hand on her lower back and held the other hand with the other one, typical dance pose. After a few minutes, I moved both hands on her lower back forcing her to hold my shoulders.

 

V – Adaa soch hum aise dance kar rahe hon aur Buddha wahan baith ke dekh raha ho

 

She laughed and said “bhool jaao”

 

V – agar kar diya toh

 

A – maan jaaungi

 

V – simple maanogi nahin balki kuch stakes.  Say allowing me to kiss you or you let me suck ur boobs etc. koi motivation toh ho

 

A – ha ha ha, kitne gande khyaal apnhi Bhabhi ke baare mein (she took in stride)

 

V – par aap toh sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan ho aur main Buddha nahin hoon.

 

A – dekhenge…….

 

We had dinner with her feeding me again. For sweeets she got rasmalai.

 

V – meri rasmalai has got me rasmalai. Hmmmm

 

She smiled and sat on the sofa thinking I will come for sweets the same way as in afternoon.

 

V – Adaa thoda change hai.

 

I pulled her and make her lay on the sofa. Slightly pulled up her navel exposing top and poured some ras of rasmalai on her navel and before she could respond, sucked it from there and she let out a moan “aaah”

 

As she opened her eyes she saw my super erect cock in my shorts. She was just surprised at the size of the tent formed.

 

A – ye kyaa thaa

 

V – naya tareeka

 

A – but Vicky…

 

V – pasand aaya

 

A – Vicky?

 

V – mujhe mast laga, makhan skin pe ras malayi Bhabhi jaaaaaan

 

A – tum itna lamba jaaaan kyon bolte ho

 

V – kyonki tu meri jaan ho. Jaaan

 

She blushed and asked me to leave, perhaps thinking of consequences of if I stayed there.

As I was leaving, I turned around and asked for the good night kiss. She offered her cheek, I pinned her to the wall and gave her the juiciest of pecks on her cheeks. I left.

 

I reached home, just had a relook in the mirror called up Jasleen for the walk and we agreed to meet in a few minutes.

 

It was a regular walk, had some ice-cream, she was trying to give an impression that she was some great PR agent. Had done some homework on her and her friends. Let us say there were very social.  Nothing major happened but we promised to meet more often.

 

As clock struck 12, I was about to sleep but received a good night message on Whatsapp from Jasleen.

 

V – thanks for the walk. Lovely company. Beautiful companion

 

J – I loved it too.

 

V – how about another round right now

 

J – mushkil hai

 

V – you looked smoking hot in ur shorts and top

 

J – thanks. control control

 

V – kisi din control karna mushkil ho jaayega

 

J – dekhenge phir

 

V – darling you have a great figure. Your BF is a lucky bastard

 

J – no BF

 

V – darling mujh se jhoot mat bolo. If no BF then atleast friends with benefits

 

J – hmmmmm

 

V- if you not feeling sleepy, neeche aa jao, in my house, coffee peete hain

 

J – haan zarooor !! very smart ! control

 

 I send smileys and then send some good night kisses.

 

She sends smileys back.

 

Good progress.

 

Next morning Kamla doesn’t turn ups again and sends a message for next day. I went to office and at around 1130am Mohammad turned up in office.

 

I saw him and asked him for a private time. We met in a small room.  Unknown to him I put my recording option “on” in my mobile phone. 

 

I confronted him with papers and facts on those purchases.

 

M – Vicky main mar jaaunga. Isko daba do

 

V – but kyon dabaun

 

M – pls

 

V – dekho mujhe koi farak nahin padta if the machine purchased earlier was of 5 lacs or 50crores but you will not mess with my project delivery

 

M – ok

 

We had a long discussion and it was made clear to him that I would call the shots from here on. 

 

In one hour meeting, Mohammad had aged by 10years.

 

I got back to my workstation and saved the recording. It was invaluable and was duly sent to a few email ids of mine.

 

As we reached his home for lunch, I hugged Adaa in front of him, she was getting uncomfortable but smiled. Saw Mohammad who saw us hugging and went to the other room

 

V – maanti ho jaan. Buddha chup hai

 

A – chup (she giggled and went to the kitchen)

 

I followed her and hugged her from behind.

 

A – chhodo na

 

V – nahin. I gyrated my cock on her ass.

 

She squirmed.

 

Adaa was wearing a saree with a very sexily cut blouse. As she was serving food, she asked “devar ji kuchh piyoge”

 

I unabashedly looked at her boobs and said “taaza doodh”

 

V – “pilaaogi Bhabhi taaza doodh”

 

A – Apne bhaiya se pooch lo

 

Mohammad looked at me, he had rightly guessed that if he allowed me full access to Adaa, I would keep quiet and go back post the project.

 

M – Arrey Adaa pila do jo Vicky ji kahe rahe hain.

 

She looked at me bewildered. As the lunch ended, I made her feed me sweets with her hands in front of Mohammad.

 

While leaving, I asked for a hug again, she looked at Mohammad who indicated nothing. Adaa had her back towards Mohammad and hugged me. It was a long hug and my hands rested on her ass globes. Mohammad looked at the hands and then away. As my hands touched her ass, she looked back only to see Mohd turning his head away. She was surprised. 

 

V – sir aap zara neeche chaliye, main Bhabhi jaaaaaaan se baat karke aaya

 

“Ok Vicky” and he moved down

 

V – maan gayi meri jaan

 

A – but kaise

 

V – bas buddhe ko samajh aa gaya hai ki jawan biwi ko Vicky sambhal lega toh izzat bachi rahegi

 

She giggled.

 

I lifted her face and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

 

V- Abhi ke liye soft kiss bahut hai, lambi waali bhi doonga.  dekhti jaao, Buddha tujhe mere ghar bhejega dinner karwaane ke liye. Aaogi

 

A – hmmmm

 

As I entered the car, Mohd asked me

 

M – Vicky papers mat kisi ke haath lagne dena

 

V – Syed ji papers toh public domain mein hain, main iska scam kya hai wo nahin bataunga

 

M – promise

 

V – haan. But shart hai ek

 

M – Samajh gaya hoon – ok. Waise bhi I am not much interested in her.

 

We reached the factory.  The day went with Mohd checking with me a couple of times about me not sharing the scam.

 

As we reached back, I mentioned to Mohd that I will have to fend for my dinner.

 

Immediately he said “ghar aa jaao, will tell Adaa”

 

V – ok and tell her to look smoking hot.

 

M – yaar mere saamne mat karo

 

V – I know you like it Mohd

 

I looked straight in his eyes. 

 

He shifted his gaze elsewhere. Point made.

 

After going through my evening routine, I went to meet Adaa.  She was truly looking smoking hot.  I hugged her tight and hands were on her ass globes and I pressed them luxuriously. 

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaan you looking smoking hot.

 

She was wearing a black Arabian pyjama and a short sleeveless top exposing her navel and showcasing big bosom.

 

V – Syed sir, Bhabhi jaan is looking red hot.

 

M – It is between Bhabhi and Devar.

 

V – Adaa ek minute aana

 

I called her by name, showing my dominance. She came.

 

V – Adaa thoda paani chahiye.

A – abhi laayi

 

I went after her and this time hugged her.

 

A – Buddha aa jaayega

 

V – aane do. Kuchh nahin kahega.

 

I licked her face from side.

 

A – ye kya hai.

 

V – itna kuchh sirf Namaste karne ke liye nahin kar raha hoon. Samjhi

 

A – hmmmmm

 

As I walked out, I pressed her ass. Showing my dominance and her submission to my antics.

 

I sat with Mohd and Adaa joined us.

 

V – Syed ji dance karne ka man ho raha hai Adaa ke saath. You mind

 

M – karo yaar, koi problem nahin.

 

V – slow dance hai, close hona padhta hai

 

M – I know, enjoy as long as Adaa ko problem nahin hai

 

Before Adaa could say anything, I pulled her to the “floor” and said “Bhabhi toh meri jaan hai – koi problem nahin hogi”

 

We started dancing with my hands on her upper hips and hers on my shoulders, I pulled her in to crash her boobs on my chest and my hands moved to squarely rest on her ass globes. I pressed her globes more and could see Mohd rubbing her cock every now and then over his trousers.

 

I turned her around to have her ass on my cock and my hands just under her rack. I kissed the nape of her neck. She was seeing her so called hubby. He shifted his gaze and then looked back to show as if he saw nothing wrong in our Normal dance.

 

As luck would have it, as things were steaming up further, got a call from my parents over some issue, nothing major. It is just that I had to go back to my flat to tell them some account number.

 

I left with phone still on.

 

As the job was done. I called Adaa

 

V – jaaan

 

A – haan ji

 

V – khaana toh khila do

 

A – aap chale gaye thhe

 

V – emergency mein aana pada.aap khana le aao

 

A – bartan pade hain

 

V – Buddha kar lega. Tum aa jaao. Wohi dress pahen ke

 

A – Inko kya bolungi

 

V – jo maine kaha hai, maan jaayega. Phone de, saath chhodne aayega

 

Adaa giggles and gives it to Mohd

 

M – haan Vicky ji

 

V – speaker mode mein daalo

 

Mohd complies.

 

V – Mohd sir, zara Adaa ko le aaiye mujhe khaana khilaane. Aap chhod jaana. Free hokar main waapas chhodne aa jaaunga. Bartan dekh lena aap.

 

M – ok

 

In a few minutes had the sexy Adaa and Mohd on my door. I hugged Adaa and indicated Mohd to leave after keeping the utensils. He complied.

 

As Adaa was looking at the leaving Mohammad, I pulled her close and started with pressing his lips to hers. Slight parting of his lips ensured that now my tongue was licking her lips. First the top one, then the bottom one.  She was enjoying the salivation of her lips by my tongue. The continued onslaught ensured that she too parted her lips and let the two tongues talk to each other directly.  I then took her upper lip between his lips and licked the lip and then the same process was adopted for the lower one.

 

Process in management jargon is known as a series of steps giving the same output everytime.

 

In this case also, licking of upper and lower lip was giving same pleasure to her.

 

As the passion increased, they were now sucking right from each others mouth. With his tongue almost intertwined with hers. This was by a country mile the best kiss she ever had. Mohammad could manage lip to lip at best.  This man knew how to pleasure a woman and then thinking of his tool and what it will do, her pussy was in monsoon season.

 

The kiss continued for good 4-5 minutes and she was week in knees and wet in pussy.

 

As he broke the kiss, looked at her and then asked “did you like it’

 

She could only manage a smile in return.

 

Now he hugged her again and said “meri banogi” (will you be mine)

 

A shy hmm was the response.

 

A – pahele pet Pooja, baaki kaam dooja

I agreed. She was here for long haul.

 

She was feeding me with her hands and I was massaging her boobs, licking her hands, pressing her thighs etc. She was enjoying it to the hilt.

 

For sweet dish she had got some small rasagullas. I made her hold one in her lips and then sucked from there. The chaashni was on her lips, licked it too.

 

Aaah she moaned.

 

V - Jaan abhi toh party shuru hui hai. Buddhe ko bol de ki late ho jaayegi. Wo so jaayen

 

A – kya kahe rahe ho

 

V – phone le toh sahi, bol toh sahi.

 

A – ji Vicky ji kahe rahe hain ki raat ho gayi hai yahin ruk jaaun

 

M – hmmmm. Theek hai

 

A – subah aaungi. (trying to make him say to come back)

 

M – ok.

 

Adaa turned only to find Vicky sitting on a stool and she moved to him. I pulled her on the stool to sit with her back towards me.

 

He had positioned himself behind her and his hands were now softly massaging her boobs and the kisses continued on her shoulders.  She had lovely boobs, more than a handful, had the firmness but were very soft. 

 

The thumb and index finger played with her nipples, tweaking them and pinching the boobs to glory.  She was feeling new sensations which she never had.  A couple of her so called boyfriends couldn’t do anything with her. They were not remotely sophisticated as Vicky.  Vicky kept on playing with her boobs over the top and wetted her collar bones with his saliva.

 

She was leaning back into him, he just turned her around sideways enough to kiss her on lips. His expertise in the field of kissing was too much for her.  The guys she had kissed before only focused on pressing lips with lips and nothing more.  He gave her a whole new meaning and understanding of the kiss.  He kissed her on the upper lip and then moved to lower lip.  The reverse process was followed by the tongue moving from lower to upper and then it all moved to tongue and tongue summit. She herself never imagined that the tongue could be so nicely used while kissing.    

 

He then turned her further towards himself to so that their crotches were facing each other and fighting for space on the smallish stool.  It also meant that the python was in close contact with her love nest.  He had pulled the stool a bit more back so that her back could rest on back of a sofa and he started to lick her neck, face and other parts of her exposed body.  With one hand he rubbed her pussy mounds leading her to moan “hmmmmm.”

 

He made her arch even further and lifted her top from the bottom and raised it upto just below her boobs.  The flat tummy with sexy silky soft skin and an inviting deep navel came into focus.

 

Vicky licked every inch of her flatboard tummy and caused her to feel never before sensations with some tingling feeling in her loins.  The fingers were causing a lot of misery even with covering of the cloth.

 

She had fingered herself a few times but this was so much better.  She felt her pussy getting moist and the moistness being transferred to the panty. She got up and ran away from him. Vicky cornered her.

 

He closed the door behind him and went for the attack.  For good 7-8 minutes he kissed her with her back on the main wooden door. The kissing was very passionate.  Both tongues licked each other clean and licked each other lips’ as well.  It was a very good match with each one out to extract best from each other.  The lower lip and upper lips were licked clean of any thing they may have had.  The kissing was following some sort of pattern it started out pretty violently and then petered out. After some soft smooching they again picked up the momentum.  The boobs were mercilessly pressed and kneaded.  His hands also kneaded the ass globes.   She on the other hand reached out for his cock and pressed it over his lowers. 

 

As they broke away panting for breath, they attacked each others clothes and within a few seconds flat the two sets of clothes were on the floor and Adaa ran naked towards the bedroom.  Vicky was not going to be left behind and he too followed her.  She tried to playfully close the door of the bedroom (much against her heart & mind) but Vicky was too quick to allow it to happen and reached inside.  She went to a corner and tried to be away from Vicky.  It was a game of cat and mouse.  The room was pretty big and the bed was not aligned to any edge which meant it can room for movement on all the four sides.  Around a couple of feet worth of room at the headside.  She reached the far end of the bed and as he tried to come close to her she moved to the other side.  Vicky got up to reach the centre of the bed and stood their proudly. He was in his birthday suit.  The tool was hanging and dangling proudly. Him standing on the bed and Adaa on the floor meant that the lady was seeing it at her eye level.  She was just mesimerized.  It was too big.

 

It felt when he gyrated it over her pyjamas, but now it was enormous.

 

The boobs were jumping in all directions when she was running around the bed causing the tool to awake from its slumber.  The boobs were trying to fly to glory but held back by some mechanism.  She had very little bush and loved shaving it perhaps.  The boobs were big and had light brown aerolas and nippies.  The skin was glowing and Vicky had felt it earlier was like silk.  The wavy hair strands running across her face were looking magical.  As she stood mesimerised by the semi conscious piston she had her hands of her hips and involuntarily licked her lips. 

 

As Vicky moved towards her from the centre of the bed position, the wanton slut in her moved forward. She was in trance after seeing the tool, much as so many before her and many more to come.  He went close to her and patted gently on her head and moved his hand on her head as one does to a pet.  These subtle gestures had defined his domination.  Very gently she moved her head forward and planted a soft kiss on the tool head with her hand moving to grasp the base of the tool. 

 

She was standing one the floor and he was on the bed.  Gradually the natural course took over and she opened her mouth and the hand started the up and down movements.  The big intruder, quite bigger than her husband’s, found its way in her mouth and she started the sucking the huge tool.  It was very difficult for her to accommodate the tool head but still she had managed to adjust somehow.  After a few attempts she managed to suck it a bit nicely.  Was able to take in about 4 inches worth of meat in but smoked it pretty nicely. The remainder of the cock was being serviced by the hand.  She was using a good combination of tongue and general sucking in to service the tool.  It was a very good way of doing it.  He was enjoying it. 

 

After a few minutes she apparently got tired of stroking and smoking but did not get tired of holding it.  Vicky got down to his knees and then they were a bit similar in height.  He then embraced her and played with her boobs.  She tried to kiss him but he avoided it.  He then led her to the bathroom and made clean her mouth and as she did, he kissed her with some serious passion.  The passion was too much to be resisted by her.  She didn’t want to resist it either.

 

He sat on the commode seat (with the lid down) and rubbed some soap on his tool which was rock hard as expected.  She came forward to meet him and match the love making.  Vicky was seated and she had to have her legs on either side of him and outside of his legs.  She moved her pussy down to meet the tip of the cock.  After a few trys she felt tired and helpless as the position was not very comfortable for her and the pussy was not gripping the tool very nicely.  For him though the position was good as the boobs hit his face nicely but for the intercourse it was not very conducive.

 

Suddenly both were looking at each other due to the uncomfortable predicament that they were in. 

 

Necessity is the mother of invention.

 

The wanton slut brought two very small plastic stools and placed them at the either side of his leg.  This meant she could stretch a bit easily and control her movements better.  With a better grip on the handle on the adjacent wall for hanging towels etc, she could force herself on his tool with more vigour and make it hit her hard deep inside.  Vicky was also happy since her full bossom hit his face quite regularly and he could also control her movements by holding her from the waist. 

 

Sometimes he would make her go slow to lick and suck her boobs.

 

Sometimes he would let her hit him with her lovely juicy pillows.

 

To complement her movement, he decided to put a finger in her anus.  Such swift was the movement of his hands that he caught her offguard and startled her.  As she realized the import of the double penetration, she started enjoying it further.

 

Gradually the momentum increased with both trying to match each other’s movement.  The crotch came up to meet the other crotch’s downward journey. The gravity was having its effect with the tool hitting her deep inside.  It was much better than on the bed, though a bit uncomfortable, since she was being touched at places untouched hitherto.

 

In the excitement of the forbidden act, she came quite soon.  The moment was one to savour as she stopped during cumming with her boobs right on his face.  He nibbled on the nipples and shook her boobs from side to side.

 

Vicky was not done as yet.  He got up from the commode seat and sat on the floor near the bath tub.  He switched on the hand held shower and made his tool wet.  After she had recovered from the after effects of an orgasm, she looked at him only to find him looking at her with a look asking her to join him there.

 

She was ever willing.  One nod of the head and she picked up the soap bar.  As if a natural reaction, she started rubbing soap bar on the big tool.   A bit of water and soap rubs ensured some decent lather formation on his piston.  He then indicated her to sit anal down on the cock and thus the anal fucking started.  15 minutes of gravity assisted anal screwing ensured that both cummed at the same time.

 

V – chal aa jaan, aur masti karte hain  (pulled her under shower)

 

Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies.  Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he enjoyed it like never before.  He continued kissing her with the hands mauling the ass globes.  A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love.  This was magical – both thought.  He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love nest and kissed it continuously.  The combined effect of tongue and water on her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch.  For balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her pubic region.  The devar had just started and the Bhabhi was getting jittery.

 

During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the other played with his head hair.

 

The shower continued. 

 

He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her feet.  From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and stomach.  The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and rounds of soap rubs.  He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender neck.  The creamy white ivory skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.

 

He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso, back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick suck. 

 

The shower was off. 

 

He also took a soap and both started soaping each other.  What a erotic cleansing frenzy both were in. 

 

After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with an insatiable sexual hunger.  The two pairs of eyes said it all.  Adaa  was standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her.  He took the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy.  He lifted her one leg and tried to push the dick in.  Thanks to the lather lubrication, due to previous fuck a short while back the dick was easily able to find its way in.

 

Soon he developed a rhythm, Adaa also started gyrating to the beat of the tool hitting her innermost walls.  She in turn was hitting the bathroom wall.  Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower.  He held her shoulders and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her nape of neck.  This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that much more pleasurable.  This time both felt the familiar tingling in their reproductive organs and came at the same time.  She shivered and tightened the grip around his waist with her lifted leg.  He also withdrew his tool and let the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs.  With both legs on ground she felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.

 

Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor.  The shower was switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region.  He lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and on his tool.  The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool back to attention within no time.  The contact of wet bodies also helped the soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack.  However, he had a change of heart.  With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the floor on her back with her legs on his either side.  The shower came directly on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away.  He moved ahead to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips.  The pressure on boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was making her go wild.  For good measure he had started fingering her pussy.  He was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.

 

He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy.  The continued pressure on the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs and boobies was making it too good to be true for her.  He continued applying the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons.  The kid knew how to go about it.  As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking her cunt for good measure.  The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was giving her love shivers.  After about 10-15minutes of such continued love pressure, she gave in.  She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist, her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor.  The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy.  Her head swayed from side to side and her body shivered.  By now Vicky had known the reason of this state.  She had cum and he hadn’t.   The young man had cummed once and the experienced lady had cummed multiple times.  Vicky did have some staying power. 

 

As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her love juice.  He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those.  The digits invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his dick on her rear entry.  The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder with some fear.  He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also on the rear entry and started the invasion. 

 

Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up.  The inner walls stuck to the beloved tool.  He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of the hanging melons.   Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third was out and then pushed in.  Likewise he started the motion and gained momentum.  The tool was hitting her deep.  The ass hole invasion meant that she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger.  The lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were coming in for some special continued mauling.  He again held her mane and continued giving powerful thrusts.  She felt the hits becoming harder and she had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the big hits were making her grunt.  For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady.  

 

Both cummed at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering, bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it.  She felt tired and lay down on the floor.  He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole with his rich semen.  He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have been covered.  Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies intertwined as creepers. 

 

After a few minutes of laying on the floor, I got up and lifted Adaa on my shoulder and took her to the bedroom and placed her there.

 

A – Thanks Vicky, bahut mazaa aa gaya

 

V – Chal moonh khol

 

She complied. Like with so many others, the randi registration process was initiated and she gulped my spit with glee as if I had given her some sanjivni booti.

 

We were in our birthday suits, covered by a thin bedsheet.

 

V – ye chutiye buddhe se shaadi kyon ki             

 

A – paisa bahut hai iske paas. Main ghar ki 4th ladki hoon, gharwaalon ne chipka diya.

 

V – matlab teri aur bahene bhi hain, tere jaisee sexy?

 

A – oh yes

 

V – lovely

 

A – man bhar gaya mujhse (she smiled)

 

V – nahin jaan. Tu toh meri randi hai.

 

A – thanks maalik

 

V – yaar ek baat bataa, yaa toh mere saath hee aisa case hai ya phir universal truth hoga, jitni sexy '. bandi hogi, utna hee duffer uska pati hoga.

 

A – kitnee dekh lee

 

V – 4-5, aur sirf dekhi nahin.

 

A – tum chale jaaoge 4-5 mahino mein, phir kya hoga

 

V – arrey don’t worry, hamari maintenance chalegi company ke saath, 3 saal, main hee aunga and will ensure your Buddha will  make me stay every time and gift you to me.

 

A – sach !!

 

V – tera koi BF toh raha hoga

 

A – hmmm

 

V – shaadi kar leti

 

A – inter religion maamla tha

 

V – ***** hoga aur gharwaale ad gaye honge

 

A – haan aur buddhe ne paise chamka diye

 

V – ab main aa gaya hoon toh tujhe chamka doonga

 

A – Par Buddha maan kaise gaya

 

V – wo ek raaz hai, secondly Buddha knows ki wo tere laayak nahin hai, isse achha tu colony mein fanse aur log hanse, I am here for shorter term.

 

A – hmm…..

 

V – par saali tu hai mast maal.

 

A – thanks maalik

 

We kept on talking like this and it was almost 3am when we decided to sleep. She was feeling the chill of the AC, I gave her my shirt to wear. Nothing like having someone else’s wife getting up wearing your shirt.

 

I had a habit of getting up early irrespective of the time I slept. Got up at 6am, slightly late than usual. Did my exercises with weights etc and read newspapers. My sexy Urvashi Rautela look alike was sleeping in my bed wearing a shirt and panties only. Divine. Morning chores like toilet, brush, shave were taken care off, and I was just enjoying the feeling of being fresh after a marathon round of sex. 

 

Just then heard the doorbell, thinking it will be Mohammad coming to take his wife back, I proceeded to answer the door.

 

OMG – it was Kamla !!

 

Two things came to mind.

 

One – She will see Adaa

 

Second – She is ready to please me, that’s why here.

 

So I decided to focus on second thing.

 

V – aao kamla

 

K – ji saab

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush karne ka man bana liya

 

K – saab aapne hamaare liye bahut kuchh kiya hai

 

V – Govind ko pata hai

 

K – nahin saab – batana mat.

 

V – chinta mat kar. Aur dekh lena main Govind ka dhanda bhi badhaunga

 

K – thank you saab

 

To get more comfortable, she got up and decided to move towards kitchen to prepare breakfast. As she was passing by, I pulled her in.

 

V – kamlaa jaan, tu jaanti hai mujhe doodh kitna pasand hai.

 

K – ji saab

 

V – toh pilaao

 

Kamla smiled and said “peelo mere raja”

 

She was wearing a light coloured saree blouse combo, was a sexy type blouse, she had come prepared. I made her stand right in middle of the drawing room and started pulling her saree. Layer by layer her saree was peeled off bringing to focus a sexy buxom babe. She was in her blouse and petticoat only.

 

I indicated her to come to me and got her to open her blouse and started gorging on her boobs. Those were handful. Massive boobs hidden in blouse were free. I kissed her, licked her, sucked her, fingered her.  Within no time she was naked and enjoying the onslaught. The maid servants are fit due to hard work and have little extra fat and give pleasure in love making in a more rigorous way. When she saw my cock, she was floored. Held it while I was still sucking her mammaries.

 

Was never treated like this during love making and had started moaning aloud. 

 

I had forgotten about my sexy Adaa in the room, she heard the sounds and got inquisitive.

 

After about 15-20 seconds or so, three pairs of eyes got interlocked. Adaa’s Mine and kamla.

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Adaa was awkward since her secret was out

 

Kamla was awkward since her secret was out

 

I was feeling like a king, since I was the secret.

 

A – kamla tum

 

K – memsaab aap

 

Turn of both to look down.

 

V – dekho sharmaane ki zaroorat nahin hai. Agar sab ek doosre ki madad karoge toh maze kar sakte hain warna sab doob jaayenge.

 

K – kya karna hoga saab

 

V – kisi bhi haalat mein kisi ko nahin pata chalna chahiye. Adaa tumhari pagaar 2000 Rs badha degi. Adaa apni sab saheliyon ko Govind ke paas kapde silwaane bhejegi.  Main bhi logon ko bhejkar dukaan chalwa doonga.

 

A – 2 nahin tum 4 hazaar le lo Kamla.

 

Kamla smiled

 

V- Adaa dekh Kamla ke mumme kitne mast hain.

 

A – Kamla hai toh kamaal

 

V – chal aa iska doodh peete hain

 

We both focused on one boob each and sucked her for many a minutes. I had got an ice cube to rub on her choot as well. She was in heaven and after a few minutes worth of attacked cummed once, we continued and soon after cummed twice. She was used to being fucked by richer men, but first time with a woman and that too as hot as Adaa. Was magic.

 

I completed randi registration process with Kamla too

 

Didn’t fuck her since had less time and I wanted to have more rounds with Adaa.  Also chances of Mohammad coming to take his fucked wife back home were also high. Too much risk

 

V – kamla tu aaj ja. Main phone kar doonga

 

K – ji saab. Aap aur Adaa memsaab enjoy karo.

 

V – tujhe bhi ab khoob enjoy karwaayenge dekhti ja

 

She left after getting herself dressed.

 

A – phew, ab kya

 

V – mast rahe, mere paas iski recording hai. Jab dhamki degi, chala diyo.

 

A – tu bahut tez hai

 

I smiled.

 

Adaa went to toilet and I was reading something when the doorbell was pressed.

 

I opened the door it was Mohammad.

 

V – aaiye sir

 

M – Vicky office jaana hai, Adaa ki help chahiye hoti hai

 

V – aaiye toh sahi

 

Mohd walks in.

 

Meanwhile Adaa walks in the living room, still wearing my shirt and freezes.

 

V – Adaa yahan aao, dekho Syed sir aaye hain, zara paani toh laao inke liye

 

Was very awkward momement.

 

To an outsider would have looked that Syed was an outsider and me and Adaa were a couple.

 

She gave her water and I called her to sit beside me. Put my arm around her shoulder.

 

V – thanks Syed sir, Adaa ko kal khaane ke liye bhejne ke liye

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – aaj main office nahin aaunga, tabiyat kharaab lag rahi hai. 

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – Adaa ko yahin chhod jaaiye mera dhyaan rakhne ke liye.

 

M – hmmmmm

 

As I was saying this, I was unbuttoning her shirt, top 3 buttons were off and Mohammad could see lovely boobs of his wife.

 

M – Vicky agar kisi ko pata chala toh

 

V – trust me

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – you like seeing her with me

 

Mohd didn’t answer.

 

V – now? (I pulled her in my lap and one hand moved inside the shirt to play with her boobies)

 

Mohammad’s eyes were locked.

 

As if to prove something to him, Adaa turned and kissed me hard, very hard.

 

Mohammad was a statue.

 

I said “Syed sir aap jaaiye aur team ko boliye ki kaam kare. Wo papers mere paas hain” I told him that his secret is safe with me.

 

V – sir waise toh zaroorat padegi nahin, phir bhi aap Adaa ki panty bra aur ek sexy set kapde de jaaiye. Adaa tum bata do.

 

Adaa was enjoying humiliating him and told him all that she wanted.

 

In due course Mohammad came back with clothes for Adaa and left. You can well imagine how my leave was spent and how Adaa would have taken care.

 

I didn’t let her wear anything. She cooked for me, cleaned the house, sex was flowing like water.  We did it in the kitchen, balcony, on sofa.. multiple rounds.

 

As the sunset and it was time for Mohammad to come, Adaa went to her home with a slight limp in her walk due to excessive anal sex. 

 

In the evening Kamla came to cook dinner. It was a Friday. I was not planning to go to Delhi for obvious reasons. Had planned a long weekend with my new found randis.

 

So as soon as Kamla came, I took off her saree and made him cook in her blouse and petticoat and she got liberal doses of hugs, kisses, boob press from me. As she was warming up to the task she got a call from Govind who asked her to get back asap. Some work related urgency.  She had to leave.

 

As soon as she left, I called Mohammad Syed.

 

V – Hello Syed ji kaise hain

 

M – badiya, aap sunao

 

V – bas main bhi theek hoon, aaj Delhi nahin gaya.

 

M – oh ok.

 

V – Bhabhi kahan hai

 

M – yahin hain

 

V – bulayenge zara, phone speaker mode pe kar dijiye

 

M – ji

 

A – hi Vicky

 

V – Maalik bolo

 

A – ji maalik

 

Mohammad was surprised at first but then understood.

 

V – main Delhi nahin gaya hoon, tere liye. Aaja

 

A – Sach

 

V – Mohammad ji, kya aap Adaa Bhabhi ko mere ghar chhod denge. Weekend pe roti ka intezaam ho jaayega.

 

M – ok

 

As the door bell pressed after a few minutes, I said “door is open, come in”

 

Mohammad comes in with Adaa. 

 

Close the door is the order.

 

I come out to  meet Syeds. They have their mouths open.

 

Reason – I was in birthday suit and my python or anaconda was dangling between my legs.

 

V – Aiye Aiye Syed ji. Thanks. Varna kaun apni wife ko padosi ki help ke liye bhejta hai

 

Adaa was wondering why Mohammad was a cuck.  She didn’t mind but was surprised.

 

V – Adaa chal nangi ho

 

M – main chalta hoon

 

V – itni jaldi kya hai, syed ji (I say with a stern voice)

 

M – ji

 

Adaa gets naked and bends down to suck my cock.  I look in Mohammad’s eyes.

 

V – enjoying Mohammad

 

M – no

 

V – pant dekh lo apni, chhota tambu ban raha hai

 

A – tambu toh chhota hoga hee kyonki bamboo bhi chhota hai

 

I and Adaa laugh.

 

V – aap jaaiye Syed ji. Monday morning ko le jaana. Aur kabhi milne ka man ho toh phone karke aana. Ok

 

M – ji

 

As soon as he left, I pounced on her and for the next 2 days and 3 nights we fucked like rabits. She was fucked not less than 15 times. All types, all places.  Not going into details. Had told Kamla not to come to cook food.

 

Monday morning told Mohammad to take Adaa. What a cuck I thought.

 

Got a few messages from Jasleen but couldn’t chat in detail, Adaa was far sexier and available.

 

Kamla thought I was ignoring her and was getting desperate. Cock touches on her ample ass meant she was longing to hold it though she had seen it briefly.

 

It so happened that I had to go to our Delhi office for some work and while returning on Tuesday, Haryana security officer check post stopped me and asked me to follow them to the local security officer station. I was bewildered.

 

We reached Crime Branch Office in Manesar. I was still puzzled what was going on. 

 

They didn’t touch me but made me sit on a wooden chair and tied my hands and focused a high wattage bulb on my face.

 

3 inspectors – Rajwinder, Amandeep and Jasdeep  were interrogating me.

 

R – kaun hai tu

 

V – ji Vicky (told them my real name)

 

A – jhoot – slap

 

V – yaar maar kyon rahe ho, details check karwa lo

 

J – haath saaf kar rahe hain – slap

 

V – bataoge kyon laaye ho yahan

 

R – slap. Thappad maarne ka man thaa

 

V – I want to talk to my lawyer

 

A – slap. Bada aaya kanoon wala

 

J – kahan raheta hai

 

V – xxx Apartments, Sector 6, Dwarka

 

R – Kya kaam karte ho.

 

V – Engineer hoon, yyyy company mein. Office address .xxx yyyzzzz

 

A – Slap. Jitna poochha hai utna jawaab do.

 

V – bina thappad ke pooch lo yaaron.

 

One constable comes in – saab poori gaadi cheer di, kuchh na mila

 

Three were non plussed and almost in unison said “oh teri yo kaise”

 

V – Yo aise bhaiyon ki galat bande ne dhar laaye.

 

Suddenly hear an authoritative female voice. “Shut-up tu sikhaayega”

 

All others get in attention position and salute her.

 

As the bulb light was focusing on my eyes, couldn’t see her much. 

 

R – Madam ji, kuchh na bol raha

 

“Aise kaise na bol raha” she said and got the lights switched off. It took me time to focus on the female body and finally when I was able to, didn’t want to take my eyes off. She was a bomb. Insignia on shoulders indicated she was Suprintendent of security officer and the badge on her ample bossom indicated her name was Roopa Sharma, SP, Crime Branch, Haryana security officer.

 

She looked hot in the uniform. Her ass was so tightly fit in her trousers and her pigeons were a marvel in themselves straining the best quality buttons to hold the shirt together. She was fair in colour, big eyes, tall, lush full lips, nose not perfect but very presentable. You can say a cross between a Fair Shweta Tiwari and DIG Karnataka D Roopa. Tall and fit as Tiwari with long hair but fair and lush lips like D Roopa.

 

Roopa – tera baap kya karta hai.

 

V – Ministry of Finance, Central Government mein hain

 

Roopa – Goli de raha hai

 

V – Isme kya goli. Government employee hain (I was sounding confident)

 

Roopa – yahan par mera raaj chalta hai. Marwa ke gadwa doongi

 

V – par mam maine kya bigaada hai kisi ka.

 

Roopa – slaps me, information hai, teri gaadi ka make colour aur number ek terrorist group ki car se match hue hain.

 

V – Main aur terrorist. Mam soch ke bolo.

 

Roopa – slaps me

 

Suddenly phone rings, it is from my Dad. A clever Roopa types “am in a meeting, will call you later”

 

I keep silent but smile deep down since clever Roopa doesn’t know many things as yet.

 

Roopa – kya karte ho

 

V – Engineer hoon

 

Roopa – kahan pe

 

V – xxx company mein hoon waise abhi yahan yyyy company mein project implement karne aaya hua hoon

 

Roopa – Qualification

 

V – Engineer from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

Roopa – MBA which batch

 

V – 2012-14

 

Roopa leaves the room with her mobile.

 

V – bhai logon, ye baat main madam ke saamne toh kahe nahin sakta thaa, agar terrorist group jihadiyon wala hai toh bhai mera check kar lo, poore ka poora hai, koi khatna nahin hai.

 

The 3 idiots look at each other and agreed.

 

The door was locked and they did a check on my jewels.

 

R – Oh tere ki, aadmi ka hai ya gadhe ka

 

I smiled.

 

J – madam ji ko bolna padega

 

A – kya ki iska gadhe ka hai

 

All laughed.

 

V - Dekho bhai logon, thoda shak kam hua?

 

R – kya bolna chahata hai

 

V – ab baat yeh hai ki mera number aur car kaise aayi, right?

 

J – aur kya, right

 

V – ek bade kagaz pe meri gaadi ka number likho DL 4C EC xxxx aur doosre pe likkho DL 4C EG xxxx aur door se dekho.

 

It was done and both realized from a distance hard to make out the difference between G and C.

 

J – Baat toh theek kahe raha

 

In parallel, Roopa was finding something about me.

 

Roopa had called one of my batch mates who happened to be her husband’s cousin. His name was Rohan

 

Roopa – Rohan kya haal hai

 

Rohan – theek hai Bhabhi aap batao

 

Roopa – ek baat bata tere batch mein koi Vicky naam ka ladka tha FMS mein

 

Rohan – Vicky !! apna hero kahan mil gaya aapko. Stud hai woh.

 

Roopa – koi tip off mila tha ek car ka, bande ko pakda apne ko FMS ka alumni bata raha hai.

 

Rohan – Bhabhi ek minute hold karo.

 

He sends her a pic of mine and Rohan along with 3 others, and mentions me being at the extreme left.

 

Roopa – gadbad ho gayi, yahi hai.

 

Rohan – sorry bol ke chhod do. Kuch nahin kahega.

 

Roopa – mera kya ukhaad lega

 

Rohan – woh baat bhi hai.

 

Roopa – chal thanks.

 

So by the time Roopa returned, the 3 idiots and I had worked out about 12-13 combinations which in various fonts would have looked like my number from distance in fading light. 

 

Roopa – kya ho raha hai ye.

 

Rajwinder goes to her and whispers about the “jewel check” and also combination of numbers similar looking to mine.

 

Roopa – hmmmm. Phir bhi kaise maan len ki tum jihadi nahin ho.

 

V – mat maano. Aapne papa ko kya message likha tha?

 

Roopa – what ??

 

V – kya message likha thaa?

 

Roopa – Am in a meeting, will call you later.

 

V – kitni der ho gayi likhe hue

 

Roopa – kya bol raha – ghanaa hero ban raha

 

3 idiots were looking at me and then towards Roopa, no one dared spoke with Madam ji like this.

 

V – bata do

 

Roopa – 15 minute pahele.

 

V – hmmmmm. Agle 30 minute mein aapko phone aa jaayega apne super boss ka.

 

She comes and slaps me hard.

 

Roopa – saale yahin marwa doongi

 

V – kya marwaayegi

 

The 3 idiots turned their back and let out suppressed laughter as they got the import of my words. Roopa was still beyond comprehension.

 

Roopa – Chup

 

I kept silent and was biding time. Now let me tell you the reason for my confidence.

 

My dad was working with Ministry of Finance, Government of India as Additional Secretary and was heading Revenue Intelligence wing for some time and had excellent equation with all agencies.  My bro-in-law (jiaji), husband of my first cousin was Joint Director in CBI and had many relatives in influential position.  Another of my Jija ji’s cousin was incharge of Prime Minister’s Security. You can well imagine, how well heeled I was.

 

Considering nature of my dad’s role, we used to follow a routine of calling each other at a fixed time daily. The time would change every month. In case one is in meeting or unable to take a call, a message to be sent but it was a carefully worded message which indicated that I was genuinely in some meeting.  Same applied for mom as well. He knew he had many enemies since he was heading Revenue Intelligence and these were small measures for our safety.  Security chaps in plain clothes was regular feature for us.

 

So as expected within next 20-25 minutes she got a call. It was DIG, Haryana security officer on the other side.

 

Roopa – yes sir

 

…

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

…

 

Roopa – I am really sorry sir

 

….

 

Roopa – but number same tha

 

….

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

….

 

Roopa – will do so sir

 

…

 

Roopa – ok sir

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

 

The call ended.

 

The 3 idiots could make out that my prophecy turned out to be true. They rushed towards me to untie me.

 

I took my phone and called my dad. Told him to be a case of mistaken identity and security officer handled it well.

 

Dad asked me to wait there. He was on way. 

 

After another hour or so, 5-7 cars stopped in front of the security officer station.  Authority sat comfortably with my dad.  He knew his position and how to make good use of it for the country.

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My dad came in and suddenly every one was in attention position. The senior officials included my dad, my jiaji and IG Haryana security officer, who happened to be in Gurgaon that day.

 

Dad looked at my face and understood the slaps I received. IG security officer too was angry at the sheer incompetence.

 

Dad – who is the in-charge here

 

Roopa – me sir

 

Dad – let me introduce myself. I am Additional Secretary, Ministry of Finance and incharge of National Revenue Intelligence.  He is our family’s Son-in-Law and is Joint Director CBI.  IG security officer ko aap pahechaanti hongi

 

V – papa not their fault, number hee meri car ka mila tha. Itne thappad toh bante thhey.

 

Papa laughed at my sense of humour in such a situation. I then showed them how once Roopa found out from someone about me all of us worked on the possible numbers that could look similar to mine.

 

V – Papa yaad hai I had once told you of seeing number exactly as mine only to realize it was G instead of C

 

Dad – haan yaad hai

 

V – lagta hai wohi hua hai.

 

V – IG uncle

 

IG – haan beta

 

V – bandook dhoondne ke chakkar mein meri gaadi ki aisee taise ho gayi

 

IG – ha ha ha. Ho jaayega.  Roopa

 

Roopa – yes sir

 

IG – Baleno ke service station pe jaake, jo jo kharaab hua hai, replace karwao. Genuine replacement. Get it

 

Roopa – Sir

 

Dad – Tera kya scene hai Vicky

 

V – nothing much dad, ghar jaaunga apne, kal office bhi hai

 

Dad – good. Duty is duty.

 

We had some tea snacks in the security officer station and the entourage left.

 

After they left, the 3 idiots came to me and thanked me for saving their backside.

 

R – sorry Vicky ji, haath zara zor se chal gaye

 

V – chalo practice ho gayi. Bas yaar meri nayi naveli Baleno ko phir saja do, badi berahmi se izzat looti hai iski.

 

All idiots laughed.

 

Roopa – aao Vicky ghar chhod doon.

 

V – Aur car

 

Roopa – tumhari dulhan ko saja ke bhej denge (she smiled)

 

It was the first time that she smiled at me.  She took her car and drove herself and we went towards the society I was staying in.

 

Roopa – tumne apne dad ke saamne sabko bacha kyon liya

 

V – dekho aap log duty kar rahe thhey. Genuine mistake thee, aadat se mazboor aap log sunne ko tayaar nahin thhey. Aap bewakoofi kar rahe thhey toh main kyon karta aur doosra

 

Roopa – doosra kya

 

V – bhai apne area ki SP se bhi toh bana ke rakhni thee

 

Roopa – achha ji

 

V – haanji khaaskar tab jab woh itni sundar ho

 

Roopa blushed and smiled.

 

V – waise aapke ghar mein kaun kaun hain. Aap toh IPS ho

 

Roopa – husband IFS hain abhi overseas posted hain.

 

I smiled thinking possibilities.

 

V – seems aapne jaldi hee civil services crack kar liya.

 

Roopa – hmmm

 

V – must be in 32-34 bracket right now

 

Roopa – what ?? (she thought of boob size)

 

V – age yaar

 

Roopa – haan, kisi ne bataya nahin ki ladkiyon ki age nahin poochte.

 

I smiled.

 

V – waise I know what you thought about 32-34, it is much bigger than that

 

She looked at me defencelessly

 

V – mere baare mein kis se pata kiya

 

Roopa – mere husband ka cousin hai, tumhara batchmate tha

 

V – small world. Naam?

 

Roopa – Rohan

 

V – oh ok ok Rohan Sharma, right?

 

Roopa – right

 

V – saale ne bataya nahin his Bhabhi is an IPS and that too in Manesar and that too so beautiful.

 

She smiled.

 

We reached my society and as she was about to leave, I requested her to come up and see my place also. She was hesitating at first and then agreed.

 

As we entered

 

Roopa – lovely house, well maintained.

 

V – Thank you

 

Roopa – aur ladkon ki tarah nahin hain (not like bachelor’s house – unkept)

 

V – kitne dekh liye ladkon ke ghar (how many bachelor accommodation you have seen)

 

I said teasing her.

 

Roopa – Main kyon bataun (why should I tell)

 

She smiled.

 

V – toh us Rohan ne aur kya bataya (what else did Rohan tell)

 

Roopa – nothing much, only confirmed that you were his batchmate.

 

V- kya logay chaaye ya thanda (what will you have tea or cold drinks)

 

Roopa – cold drink

 

V – here it is (I offer her Coke)

 

Roopa – thanks

 

V – ek baat poochun (may I ask something)

 

Roopa – hmmmm

 

V – Why IPS

 

Roopa – why not

 

V – difficult job, physically demanding and you are surrounded by tough men both in security officer and dirty ones

 

Roopa – wohi thrill hai (that’s the thrill)

 

V – hmmmmm. Must say you are too sexy to be an IPS officer.

 

Roopa – sexual harassment ke case mein andar ho jaaoge bachchu (kiddo can take you in for sexual harassment case)

 

V – kya zamana aa gaya, sach bolne par bhi sexual harassment case (what times – genuine praise is considered as sexual harassment)

 

Roopa smiled.

 

V – you want my help in tracking the car.

 

R – how

 

V – nothing great. Get details of all possible combinations that I created.

 

R – then.

 

V – thappad pe thappad pe thappad (keep on slapping them)

 

R – ha ha ha

 

R – yaar hope your dad was not angry

 

V – shuru mein toh hue honge but he is in Revenue Intelligence, unko pata hai how agencies work (must have been angry at first but he understand how security officer agencies work). Trust me kuchh nahin hoga (Nothing will happen to you)

 

R – Thanks.

 

V – Waise tell me, given you deal with ruffians and you know you are hot looking must be tough

 

R – Tough toh hota hai (it is tough) but then you learn to manage and enjoy

 

V – I can understand, your curves can get confessions faster than slaps

 

Roopa hits me playfully.

 

V – I am ready to confess

 

R – with slaps

 

V – no with curves

 

She laughs aloud. Don’t know whether she was genuinely friendly or it was my family background. Whatever it may be, I was enjoying it.

 

For Roopa it was a case where someone was talking to her as Roopa and not Roopa, SP, Haryana security officer. She was enjoying it. Too much of crime, criminals, courts, superiors, politicians was taking its toll.

 

Well after about an hour or so of jokes, fun etc, she decided to get up and leave. Left on a happy note, exchanged numbers, she gave her personal number and not the official mobile.

 

As she was leaving

 

V – Ek baat hai, never thought security officer uniform could look so sexy

 

She smiled back and left.

 

As soon as she left I called up Mohammad

 

M – haan Vicky

 

V – zara Adaa ko bhejna, thodi maalish karwaani hai (send Adaa, need to get some massage done)

 

M – kya hua (What happened)

 

V – will tell you tomorrow, you send her. Send her wearing  a tight burqa with nothing underneath. Face not covered

 

M – ok (smiles)

 

Adaa came in 8 minutes flat and as soon as the main door was closed, the burqa was off in 2 seconds flat.

 

Adaa looked at me and saw impressions of heavy duty slapping on my face “ya ,.' ye kaise hua” (oh god how did it happen)

 

V – Case of mistaken Identity. security officer ne pakad liya tha (security officer had picked me)

 

A – aapne bataya nahin ki aap kaun ho (didn’t you tell who you are)

 

V – thappad khaane ka shauq nahin hai, ab sab theek hai (I don’t enjoy being slapped, all fine now)

 

A – Thank God.

 

She brought some Ice from the fridge and applied whereall she could see.

 

I was sitting on a chair and had the beautiful Adaa standing in front, I was rubbing her thighs, ass, tweaking her nipples. She was giggling but was still doing her bit seriously. I picked up an ice cube, it was a smallish one and in one go pushed it in her pussy and placed my hand over it. She screamed with joy. New feeling was mind blowing.  Wanted to run, I held her in place, Adaa was waving her hands and everything, this was fun.

 

The night was well spent with Adaa.

 

In the morning, Kamla came and Adaa was still sleeping.

 

Before she could start cooking, I indicated her to remove her saree. She complied. She was expecting me to pounce on her. I went to have bath.

 

V – Kamla kamla

 

K – ji saab (yes sir)

 

V – Towel bahar rahe gaya hai (have forgotten my towel)

 

K – kahan rakkha hai saab (where is it kept)

 

V – mere bedroom mein (in my bedroom)

 

Kamla goes to my bedroom and sees a naked Adaa and smiles, picks up towel and comes towards the bathroom.

 

Knock knock

 

V – haan khula hai (its open)

 

Kamla pushes her hand in with the towel, I hold her hand and pull her in under the shower, all of this happened in a flash.  She was ready for a fuck but didn’t expect that I would do there. My morning wood had got me going. Before she could say anything I sealed it with a kiss and pressed her boobs

 

K – aa saab

 

I hugged her and continued feeling every inch of her body. She was wearing a white blouse and petticoat and very soon could see her body very nicely. As I kissed her, I bent a bit more to suck her boobies. She was pressing her boobs to push them up to make it easy for me to suck them.

 

K – aaah saa aah

 

I rubbed her pussy over the petticoat and she was squirming.  I removed her blouse and petticoat and she was like me. In birthday suit, wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She had just a sexy buxom body, I soaped her all over, then gave special attention to her pussy and thighs, making her go weak by the second.

 

I rubbed her asshole lavishly with soap and fingered her priming her for the attack.

 

V – meri randi (my whore)

 

K – ji maalik (yes master)

 

V – lund chahiye (need my cock)

 

She nods in affirmative

 

V – toh maang le (beg for it)

 

K – maalik kya aap mujhe is lund se chodoge (master will you fuck me with this cock)

 

As I was about to oblige her, she closes her eyes waiting for the impending attack, suddenly I fee a hand on my cock, stopping it from going in Kamla’s pussy. It was Adaa’a hand.

 

A – ye mere maalik hain, mera hak hai (he is my master, its my privilege)

 

K – memsaab, aap toh raat ko chud li na, ab meri baari (you had sex last night, now my turn) she pleaded

 

A – no. My turn

 

K – memsaab

 

V – shut up, I shouted.

 

I took them both to the bed and placed them side by side. Tied their hands and legs closest to each other and started fucking Kamla. Had her leg on my shoulder, imagine one leg on my left shoulder and two legs, that of Adaa and Kamla (tied together) on my right shoulder.

As I was fucking Kamla, Adaa was feeling the force due to regular movement. It was quite a sight to see the high class Adaa and her maid servant Kamla tied together and oscillating together. Boobs so different and yet to similar and flying in all directions to the same rhythm.

 

Adaa put her free hand on kamla and mauled her boobs, kamla turned a bit to kiss Adaa.  Adaa was surprised at first but then relented.  Kamla was feeling the impact of the anaconda typed intruder in her pussy and was enjoying it to the hilt. Socialism at its peak wherein the rich and poor enjoying the same fruits together. It was to continue forever but Kamla got a call from Govind. Her mobile phone was in the kitchen and all was us were tied up. Finally she got free and had to answer Govind’s call and leave. Before she could leave, we spun her clothes in the machine so that they have some semblance of being dry.

 

I too went to office alongwith Mohammad who would now ask me what I was doing with Adaa. I would not tell him anything fully knowing that he can be recording the same and create problems for me at a later stage.  At times I would call him in my office abruptly so that he is not prepared to record and then fill him with lecherous details. It was so fun dominating the man like this.

 

Roopa called up Rohan wanting to know more about me.

 

Rohan – hi Bhabhi

 

Roopa – HI Rohan kaise ho (how are you)

 

Rohan – arrey kal kya raha (how was it yesterday)

 

Roopa – you verified, he had papers to the same effect, released.

 

Rohan – thank god Bhabhi. He never told Bhabhi but his dad was in a very senior position. Had only once seen them, he was in a Government car and had a few security persons in plain clothes.

 

Roopa – hmmm bata raha tha ki dad Ministry of finanace mein Additional Secretary hain (was telling his dad was Additional Secretary in Fin ministry)

 

Rohan – ok. But Bhabhi us say bach ke rahena (be careful from him)

 

Roopa – kyon (why)

 

Rohan – he has a knack of flirting and then taking to bed many women. College mein kisi ki bhi GF kha jaata tha, 2-3 professors bhi uske saath regular theen (would steal anybody’s GF and even had relations with 2-3 professors)

 

Roopa – what why

 

Rohan – Bhabhi he is a stud

 

Roopa – hmmmm

 

Rohan – Bhabhi bach ke rahena. (beware)

 

Roopa – ha ha ha

 

Rohan – Bhabhi ek baat hai, jo uski ho jaati hai woh phir kisi ko nahin ghaas daalti (Any girl who has been with him, stays loyal to him)

 

Roopa – bas kar bas kar (leave it) ok bye

 

Rohan – bye Bhabhi

 

While sitting in office, I thought of Jasleen and sent a message to her

 

V – Hi

 

J – Hi, yaad aa gayi (now you remembered)

 

V – you have full right to get angry, had gone to Delhi.

 

J – oh ok ok.

 

V – kab mil rahi ho (when are we meeting)

 

J – aaj sham (today evening)

 

V – Jasleen once again

 

J – what

 

V – you are damn hot

 

J – I know.

 

V – you have great assets

 

J – I know

 

V – what are you doing right now

 

J – nothing much.

 

V – how about going out with me right now

 

J – what

 

V – I will pick you up and we go to the water park in Gurgaon

 

J – are you serious

 

V – yes

 

J – let me check.

 

V – ok

 

After some time I get a message

 

J – not today

 

V – no probs. Shaam ko mil rahe hain (meeting in evening)

 

J – oh yes.

 

V – look sexy

 

J – I am.

 

V – look more

 

J – hmmmm.

 

After lunch I called Adaa

 

A – Hi maalik (hi master)

 

V – hi jaan

 

A – maalik yaad aa rahi hai (thinking of you master)

 

V – mujhe bhi (me too)

 

V – Buddha ab mast ho gaya hai (Mohammad has accepted it)

 

A – he is cunning, be careful.

 

V – don’t worry darling. Do one thing, send a sexy pic of yours, nude, to Mohammad and call him to tell to show it to me on his mobile

 

A – ha haha, sure, 2 minutes

 

After a few minutes, Mohammad knocked on the door and showed the pic

 

V – biwi maal hai Syed ji (your wife is hot)

 

M – Hot toh hai, but mad for you (she is hot)

 

I smiled.

 

V – Syed ji you enjoy it

 

M - hmmm

 

In the evening I go and meet Jasleen. We were together for around an hour or so, talk many things bordering on sexual. I don’t budge to show that I am desperate for her. She was used to having boys fall on her feet. She invited me to her place. I went, could see 3 more of her flat mates, all super hot. Could make out they were escorts.

 

One was Rehana, her sister Rufina and Jasleen’s cousin Navjot who was called Navi by everyone.  I was in luck.  But as we were progressing, got a call from Dad.

 

V – Hi dad

 

D – hi Vicky

 

V – papa aap kaise ho, mamma kaiseen hain (how are you and mom)

 

D – Sab theek hain, zara zaroori baat hai, phone karo.

 

It meant something serious and that I should talk from a secluded place.  I took leave of the girl gang and went home. Told Adaa that she should come later and told Kamla not to come. I had a separate phone, so what is the big deal if I had another number.  This number was only known to my dad and mom and nobody else. Not even my real sister or bro-in-law were aware that such a number existed.  The sim for that number rested in an old Nokia handset giving it a very non descriptive look.

 

V – papa ab ready hoon (dad am ready now)

 

D – Don’t let security officer drive your car to your house

 

V – Matlab (meaning)

 

D – tu jaake le ke aana, I know ki security officer waale uski accessories theek karwake de rahe hain (go and get your car, I know security officer is replacing your damaged accessories)

 

V – ji dad

 

D – None should know what your dad does in real or how you are connected to senior officers.

 

V – ok papa.

 

D – Kabhi socha hai kisne number diya hoga (have you ever thought who would have given your car number)

 

V – Papa galti ho gayi hogi (may be a mistake)

 

D – It was not a mistake

 

V – oh

 

D – Achha beta who is Mohammad Syed

 

Suddenly my throat went dry.

 

V – kya hua papa (what happened) he is in senior management team of client company.

 

D – kuchh hawala ke game mein naam hai (his name appears in hawala trade)

 

V – Sach (really?)

 

D – hmmmmm

 

D – Most likely, he gave your car details.

 

V – What ?? Why ??

 

D – Beta agle ki biwi ko pata logay toh itna bhi nahin karega (you snatch his wife, the man wouldn’t do even this much)

 

V – papa ??

 

D – Beta rishte mein toh hum tumhare Baap hotay hain (I am your father – papa spoke a famous dialogue of Amitabh Bachchan). Beta I run revenue intelligence of entire country, itna toh pata hoga (must be knowing this much)

 

I was speechless, but understood the game of Syed.

 

V – mujhe kya karna hai (what should I do)

 

D – nothing different, enjoy, be careful. No kids, no disease. Ha ha ha

 

V – papa now what

 

D – have you seen a new sabziwala thela near your society gate

 

V – not noticed dad

 

D – he is from intelligence wing

 

V – ok (I was used to such things)

 

V – Is SP Roopa trustworthy

 

D – haan clear hai (yes she is clean). But tell her that neither she nor any of her jokers should talk about me, your jijaji etc. Also tell her that I have her number, instructions will follow.

 

D – beta, jitni masti karni hai kar le but shaadi ke baad be loyal to your wife (enjoy your bachelorhood)

 

V – sure dad. Love you

 

D – Love you, tu chinta mat kar, we have you covered. (you don’t worry)

 

So guys this was my Dad for you. So now everything had changed. Syed was serious business now.

 

Immediately I sent a message to Roopa to not let anyone or herself bring my car, I will go and take it from the service centre with understanding that he will give me the bill for payment a bit later.

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Ok was the response.

 

I was nervous. Not because I was scared of Mohammad, dad had me covered, I was sure. Just that what is in store for me? If I were to panic, Mohammad would get an idea and he would escape.  Had to be careful, that’s it.

 

To show nothing has changed I called up Mohammad.

 

M – haan Vicky bhej raha hoon Adaa ko (sending Adaa)

 

V – aap khud le kar aao (you bring her to me)

 

M – ji

 

After about 10-15 minutes I had both Syeds in my house.

 

V – Adaa nangi ho (get nude Adaa)

 

A – yes maalik

 

V – Syed ji ke liye chaaye banao (make tea for Syed)

 

A – ji maalik

 

M – Nahin Vicky main chalta hoon (no Vicky, I will leave)

 

A – Ruk jaaiye na sir (please don’t go) says Adaa in the sexiest voice.

 

He leaves.

 

The night was regular – they fucked twice and slept. Got up in the morning to have a joint shower etc.  Routine.  Vicky would often get up to find his python being sucked by the gorgeous Adaa. She was hooked to his cock like many before. That night, Vicky told her about many of his conquests. She was mighty impressed with his ability to have combo of daughter(s) and mom.

 

V – kabhi Syed ko chhodne ka man kare, mere paas aa jaana, hotel line mein naukri lagwa doonga (if you wish to leave Syed, come to me, will get you a job in hotel line)

 

A – love you maalik

 

V – aaj dopahar ko Govin ke paas challenge (will go to Govind tailor today afternoon)

 

A - why

V – teri ek dress silwaani hai, sexy blouse and saree (to get a dress stiched)

 

A – ok boss

 

So at the lunch time, I tell Syed to stay at office and leave for his house. After having my lunch, leave for Govind’s shop.

 

A – Govind Govind

 

G – aaiye aaiye memsaab, Vicky saab (pls come pls come)

 

A – ek saree blouse silwaani hai (need to get a saree blouse dress stitched)

 

G – ji ji

 

Govind had a few dresses and shows them to Adaa, she selects one. Damn sexy yellow saree with a black noodle strapped blouse.

 

I stayed out indicating to Govind I am least interested. Adaa was instructed to first allow Govind to touch her body thoroughly in garb of taking measurements and then……

 

Anyone would have lusted after Adaa, she was hot period, Govind was no different.  He started measuring her arms, shoulders (though were not required)

 

Then came boobs, he took ample time in measuring them and feeling them with back of his hand, he thought Adaa gave him a knowing smile and he was encouraged to go further. I the garb of measuring the blouse depth, he touched the cleavage with finger. 

 

I was seeing from outside, still reading some paper but with full focus inside.

 

G – memsaab, blouse ki noodles kitni moti hon, uske liye weight dekna padega (will have to check weight for sizing up blouse noodles)

 

A – kahan weigh karna hai, waise main 57 kg hoon (where is the weighing machine, I am 57kg)

 

G – na na memsaab (no no)

 

A – phir (then)

 

G – blouse area

 

A – hmmm

 

Govind puts an inchtape below her boobs and with back of his hand weighs her boobs. He could see Adaa’s eyes closed in the mirror and goes for the daring and rubs his cock on her ass. This was the time when Adaa got angry with him and shouted at him. Even I got into the act and gave him an earful, all about helping him, how Adaa had spread a word about him, etc etc.

 

The idea of this act was to have a handle on Govind to be used later if required. 

 

I went back to office and then sometime towards afternoon sent message to Roopa on her personal number.

 

V – Hi SP

 

R – hi

 

V – Hi beautiful SP

 

R – Hi handsome engineer

 

R – what was the message

 

V – will explain you in detail. Will pick you up, not from security officer station, and go for a long ride.

 

R – pataa rahe ho (trying to flirt)

 

V – ji

 

R – smileys. Ok we will meet

 

So we decided the time and meeting point.

 

I left office a bit early and went to pick the car from service centre.  Then went to meet Roopa. She had parked her car and joined me in mine. Loved seeing her in security officer uniform.  I took my car in a very secluded place. 

 

R- Car theek ho gayi (so car set right)

 

V – yes boss

 

R – Service Centre waale ka ladka ek baar drugs ke saath pakda thaa, tab se neeche hai apne (had once caught the son of Service Centre owner for drugs, since them obeys)

 

V – great. Waise aapke neeche kaun nahin aana chahega (who wouldn’t want to get under you)

 

She understood what I meant and looked out and then at me and said “shut up you flirt”

 

V – ek baat poochhni thee (wanted to ask something)

 

R – yes

 

V – how do you extract information from criminals, informers. Peetne ke ilaava any other way. (apart from beating)

 

R – you naughty. I know what you want to know. Chal sun (listen)

 

R – Hard core criminals ko todna sabse mushkil hota hai. Kuchh kaam nahin karta.  Alag alag tareeke dekhne padte hain like reducing charges in FIRs, or akele mein thoda bahut seduction bhi (difficult to handle hard core criminals. Nothing works at times, different ways to handle, hit & trial, or even try to seduce them in private)

 

V – kaise

 

Could see Roopa enjoying telling this, may be thinking that she can make me hot but she will remain desireable for me.

 

R – I know I am curvy, so for every good information, I open button of my shirt, or let them touch me in key areas.

 

V – someone asked more than that

 

R – you have to remain in control.

 

V – informers

 

R – they are easy, usually it is about money and ignoring their petty crimes.  But some others want to see as well.

 

V – you oblige

 

R – bahut paapad belne padte hain intelligence gather karne mein. (have to work a lot to gather intelligence)

 

V – what about the car number mystery

 

R – kuchh nahin mila yaar (nothing as yet)

 

V – mujhe kya milega agar info doon (what will I get if I were to give you info)

 

R – kya chahiye Vicky ji (what you want)

 

V – naa paisa, na criminal case, na pitaayi (no money, no beating, no ignoring petty crimes)

 

R – phir kya bacha ji (what is left then)

 

V – You

 

R – Information quality?

 

V – you be the judge

 

R – agar kharaab hui toh deal off (deal off if info not good)

 

V – done?

 

R – done

 

V – har information pe 2 button khologi shirt ke aur uske baad bra ke (you will open two buttons of your shirt for every piece of info and then your bra)

 

R – Aur agar info mujhe pahele se pata ho then? (what if I know of info beforehand)

 

V – then I will open button, zip of my trouser and then will take off my undies

 

R – ha ha ha

 

V – shall we start.

 

R – yes

 

V – my car number matching the phone call was not a fluke

 

R – ok. so who gave that number will be info.

 

V – Mohammad Syed

 

R – Who is he?

 

V – I have given you the name, first info, who is he will be the second one.

 

Roopa smiles and opens top two buttons of her shirt, bringing to sight start of her cleavage.

 

V - So who is Mohammad Syed ? It will be second info

 

R – yes

 

V – he is working in xxx company in Manesar

 

R – same company where you are on a project

 

V – yes. Good info?

 

She looks at me and opens the two buttons from bottom. The critical ones are now hiding her modesty.

 

R – but why is the question

 

V – two reasons. One I managed to find his scam running into crores and crores but keeping it a secret.

 

R – Second reason

 

V – I am fucking his wife (I said calmly with a smile)

 

R – What !!!

 

V – yes mam. Good info?

 

R – Agar info galat hui Vicky (what if the information is wrong)

 

V – then my trousers are always there to be taken off (I smiled).

 

R – proof do

 

I show her pics of the documents that show his scam and then also of me having fun with Adaa

 

V – Good enough

 

Roopa says a hmmm and then opens the remaining two buttons and let me see her twin peaks of glory caged in a net bra. They looked so ravishingly hot and shapely.

 

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So here was I with a sexiest possible security officer officer in a secluded place in a car with her in a semi topless state.  It was magical.  I leaned forward to kiss her but she placed hand on my chest.

 

R - “Deal honour ho rahi hai, bina info nothing” (Am honouring our deal, nothing without info)

 

V – hmmmmm. Next info, bra off

 

R – what

 

V – info aisee hai ki I want ur bra off and a long kiss but cannot prove, you will have to trust me.

 

R – what is the info, I will judge

 

V – Mohammad Syed is into Hawala game

 

R – Whaaat

 

That was a big info and if following Syed leads to a big break in Manesar area, she could get promoted out of turn.  But what if he was lying. Even if then what, his dad was a very senior bureaucrat and one word from him and she could get any posting of choice, plus youngster is cute too. Thought Roopa.

 

V – kya soch rahi ho, I don’t have evidence (what are you thinking)

 

R – kaise maan loon (why should I believe)

 

V – your choice. Waise tu maal hai Roopa (you are a bomb)

 

Roopa smiles.

 

Vicky removes his trousers and undies and let the python venture out in open air. 

 

V – I think this can persuade you to consider opening you bra

 

Roopa was zapped, like so many before her. This was big, very big, by far the biggest she had seen, not only in length but girth too.

 

R – ye kya hai .. kya hai (what is this) said she almost stammering

 

V – mera hathiyar hai (my weapon) told you if I didn’t have evidence will take out my cock.

 

Roopa kept silent but was locked on the tool.

 

This time I leaned into her and she did the same. Our lips locked, a long French kiss was in the making with a lot of licking, sucking of each other’s lips, tongues. What lush lips she had. I was kissing the crime branch SP in her own fucking zone. We would just disengage for a short while to catch breath and then back to kissing. She was used the wild criminals but this was different, the youngster knew how to kiss and before she could realize, Vicky opened her bra with one hand. Deft work Roopa thought.

 

Vicky pulled down the bra and came into vision two lovely papayas, big mangoes, melons, whatever you want to call. Such proud mammaries sat comfortably on her bossom making her the most desirable security officer officers in Haryana atleast.  Vicky bent down to suck her nipples…

 

R – aaah

 

Vicky couldn’t have enough of them. He licked the cleavage, licked the nippies, licked undersided of her boobs, licking was doing magic. She wanted more of him.

 

R – ruk, ek jagah chalte hain (wait, lets go at a place)

 

V – you are the boss.

 

She just tied up the buttons of her shirt and kept the bra in her pocket.  Within 15 minutes they were near a secluded yet to be fully occupied residential society with little or no security. Vicky and Roopa went in and she opened the entry gate of one of the houses.

 

As soon as they entered, they were in birthday suits within no time and engaged in a passionate kissing session, they were on each other like passionate wild animals in heat. Vicky was kneading her ample ass or bossom as the case may be while kissing her to his heart’s content.

 

Roopa was holding his python and rubbing it while kissing him and enjoyed his hands all over her super curvy body. She was a hot bitch and was hungry for sex for some time now. Wouldn’t have let this opportunity go with a cute boy with super links in government machinery. They were enjoying each other’s body. Vicky licked her pussy, spread the lips to lick her deep down inside, she squirmed, he licked her asshole, she almost jump.

 

The young man was right out of a Kamasutra book.

 

Vicky made her lean forward while standing on the floor and take support of the bed. This was Vicky’s favourite one, she tried to wriggle out, only to have been met with a thundering one on her ass.

 

V – dar mat gaand nahin maarunga, peeche se choot lene mein bahut maza hai (don’t worry will not fuck your ass but its great to fuck pussy from behind)

 

Roopa smiled and thought that young man has spoken to her in a tone which none dared. Her pussy was super wet thanks to the fingering he initiated from behind and in one go he pushed his anaconda in making her scream.  It was super big and almost half of it was pushed in one go.  Vicky pulled her hair and started the in-out motion and it was about 30-35 seconds only into the fucking that she got a call from an unknown number on her mobile. Vicky looked at the mobile and it was his dad’s call. He indicated her to pick the phone and not create a scene.

 

Roopa thought to herself “what the hell I have almost 6 inches of thick meat shoved up my pussy and he says not to panic when the head of National Revenue Intelligence calls”

 

She takes a few deep breaths and goes for the mobile, Vicky releases her mane.

 

R – hello

 

D – Hello Roopa, I am Vicky’s dad

 

R – Sir, Good evening.

 

D – Good evening.

 

R – yes sir

 

D – listen going to give you some information, be careful.

 

R – sir

 

Dad then told her all that I had told her while getting to open her buttons and leading her to the position she was in.

 

D – be careful, he is dangerous.

 

R – sir and Vicky

 

D – He is my son, I have him covered ….

 

R – Sir

 

D – Don’t worry but be careful.

 

The call ended.

 

Vicky had guessed that dad would have told her everything but she was his now, before she could even say a word, he pulled her hair again and started fucking her hard pushing in full length of his mighty cock and taking it out almost 90%.

 

R – kameene (rascal)

 

V – Chup (shut up) and Vicky increased the momentum even more

 

R – aaah aah

 

V – ye le ye le saali (take this take this)

 

R – aah aah

 

Given the situation, Vicky cummed much sooner than usual.

 

He took out his cock and spread the rich semen on her ass and rubbed it lavishly.

 

As Roopa was feeling the after effects of a round of thundering sex, Vicky pushed her around and before she could say Vicky, he pushed his cock in her mouth. Her lips were too lush to be missed.

 

She too started and lapped it up, deep throating his python and rubbing her tongue on it. She was sucking it like a pro, Vicky patted her head and she looked at him lovingly. Just as they were ready to move to the next level, she got a call from IG Haryana security officer, most likely Vicky’s dad would have spoken to him by then. She wanted to kill IG but was helpless. She picked her clothes, got ready and both left.

 

It was late evening and as he reached home, he was reminded of a certain Adaa, Kamla and a gang of 4 on the 7th floor. He wanted to test Mohammad a bit more.  He went to his house.

 

M – please come in

 

V – Thanks Syed ji

 

Adaa sees him from the kitchen and runs towards him and kisses him, Syed is looking and smiling.

 

V – Adaa chal nangi ho (Get naked Adaa)

 

Even by Vicky’s standards, this was super daring for Mohammad.

 

M – aap dono enjoy karo, main zara sair kar ke aata hoon (you two enjoy, I will come after a walk)

 

V – arrey khaane ke baad sair karte hain Syed ji (you walk after you eat)

 

Basically he told him to wait and see his wife getting nude for someone else.

 

They started there right in front of him and Vicky fucked her ass and for next half hour she was screaming Maalik Maalik and looking right through Syed as if telling him that he didn’t deserve her.

 

After humiliating him by the act, Vicky decided to leave and told Adaa

 

V – Adaa raat ko aa jaana, tere bina sonay ki aadat nahin hai (do come at night, not used to sleeping without you)

 

A – ji maalik (yes master)

 

At the set time Adaa comes and spends the night with Vicky. As the sun gets visible on the horizon, Vicky goes for his morning walk-jogging session.  He runs two laps and sees Rehana and Rufina. Both had started this routine recently.  (remember the two sisters on the 7th floor)

 

V – good morning beauties

 

They smile respond with a good morning.

 

V – Saware hoye nee Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga (saw your face in the morning, will have a good day)

 

Both smiled.

 

Re – Tum roz aatey ho (you come daily)

 

V – mostly

 

Ru – aur baaki time (and remaining days)

 

V – depends on the time I get up

 

Re – But you stay alone

 

V – I stay alone but not necessarily sleep alone

 

Both look at each other and smile.

 

V – meri ek theory hai, your mom must be very beautiful (I have a theory)

 

Re – haan but kaise (yes but how)

 

V – cause  you two are damn hot and usually beautiful girls take features and attitude from their mother.

 

Ru – badi research kar rakkhi hai (you have researched a lot)

 

V – not only theoretical research but practical experience honey.

 

Both smile.

 

Ru – you have a nice body

 

V – thanks madame.

 

He took one hand of both in each of his. Held the two central fingers and kissed the fingers near the nails and then at the first knuckle above nail. They looked at Vicky questioningly.

 

V – As per latin American culture, the two middle fingers of a girl represents her two legs. So I have just kissed your feet and calfs, nails being starting point of feet.

 

Both looked at him with mischief.

 

Vicky continued. Licks the second knuckle and then moves towards the join of the two fingers and gives it a very deep big lick causing both to say “aah aalllahh” almost in unison.

 

Vicky looks at them and smiles. They are shy.  Numbers exchanged.

 

After completing morning chores which including a morning sex with Kamla and a bath with Adaa, Vicky goest to office. From office he decides to move ahead with the two sexy R sisters.

 

He sends whatsapp messages to both, using Re for Rehana and Ru for Rufina.

 

V – Hi Rehana

 

Re – Hi how are you

 

V – Bas subah se aapke hee khyaal hain (since morning thinking of you)

 

Re – achha ji (oh really)

 

V – mat maano (don’t believe)

 

Re – kaise maan loon, aap toh Jasleen ke friend ho (how do I believe, you are Jasleen’s friend)

 

V – I can be your friend too. Waise Jasleen ke saath baat aage nahin badi (nothing much has proceeded with her)

 

Re – Matlab ghaas nahin daal rahi (she is not giving a damn about you)

 

V – Jaaneman ye samajh lo, I am spoiled for choices and hence not focusing enough. (darling think this way)

 

Re – Oh really

 

V – ji. Darling you have an amazing body, infact you and Rufina have extremely sexy bodies.

 

Re – thanks

 

V – you have that sexy mild dusky skin and she is fair conventional beauty

 

Re – hmmm

 

V – you have amazing lush sultry look and fabulous bosom and she has a great waist to ass ratio.

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – enjoying my way of praising you this way

 

Re – hmmmm

 

V – touch your boobs for me

 

Re – office mein hoon (am in office)

 

V – nahin toh kar letin (otherwise you would have done it) thanks. Honey just touch them over your top

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – think of your hands as mine and imagine me pressing them

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – I had two sisters as my girl friends, same combo, dusky boobs and fair ass

 

Re – whaat

 

V – yes, we had great threesomes

 

Re – really

 

V – Infact we had great foursomes

 

Re – who was the fourth one

 

V – their mom

 

Re – ha ha ha, I don’t believe it.

 

V – I will show you their pic in the morning but then after that you have to allow me to play with your boobs

 

Thinking he was lying, Rehana said “pic toh kahin se bhi le aao, baat karni padegi”

 

V – done darling

 

Re – done

 

A similar line of chat took place with Rufina ending similarly.

 

In the afternoon went to Syed’s place to have food and some fun with Adaa. Now even Mohammad enjoyed Adaa serving us nude unabashedly. I kept a close eye on him and briefed Dad as and when required about his activities.

 

Next day morning Rehana and Rufina were too keen to find out the sisters + mother combo I had fucked, basically about Safia, Tina and Sadaf. I showed them the pics of the 3 and also mine having sex with them.

 

Ru – How do we know, these are mom daughter

 

Re – sahi baat (right)

 

V – hmmmm ok, will have video chat with any one of them or two of them. Phir maanogi? (then you will agree)

 

Re & Ru spoke Yes in unison.

 

I showed them pics of sober Tina, Sadaf and Safia and then the risqué ones. I used to keep pics in email accounts created specifically for such purposes so that none could see them in my mobile or laptop even by mistake.

 

Re – ok so you have 3 sexy females as your keeps, why should we believe they are mom daughters

 

Ru – yes – kaise maan len (how can we believe)

 

V – hmmmm. Wait

 

I called up Sadaf

 

S – hi maalik kahan ho – apni randi ki kaise yaad aayi (hi master where are you, how did you remember your keep)

 

The speakerphone was on.

 

V – bas yaar mera lund tujhe yaad kar raha thaa, tere boobs, tina ki gaand aur tumhari maa ko overall (my cock was thinking of your boobs, Tina’s ass and your mom)

 

S – ha ha ha

 

V – tu kahan hai, pati ke paas ya phir aunty ke paas (where are you, at your hubby’s place or mom’s)

 

S – mummy ke paas aayi hui hoon (am at mom’s place)

 

V – great. Sun main video chat on kar raha hoon, senior randi ko bula le (starting video chat, call senior prostitute)

 

S – yes maalik

 

Re & Ru were zapped.

 

I continued with video chat via Google duo, Rehana and Rufina were outside the range of camera but could see video and soon reached conclusion that I had done with them.

 

The sexually explosive call ended only when I promised Khans a visit coming weekend.

 

Rehana and Rufina didn’t know what had hit them.

 

V – so darlings any plans of fulfilling your commitments

 

They were standing in the corner of the colony, one of the rare places which was secluded from gaze from all sides.

 

Vicky just pulled Rehana and pressed her boobs and kissed her very lavishly, she was experiencing the master. He then pulled Rufina and hugged her from behind and dry humped her ass.

 

Both enjoyed while it lasted.

 

Vicky got a call from home and he had to rush back for something urgent. Nothing related to Mohammad.

 

So when Vicky reached office, he saw his mobile and there was a join whatsapp group request, members Rehana and Rufina. He accepted.

 

V – so darlings thanks for keeping your word

 

Re – zubaan di thee (we had given our word)

 

V – Zubaan toh de di, baaki kab de rahi ho (you gave your word, when you are giving me the rest)

 

Ru – ha ha ha, sochenge sochenge (will think)

 

V – Waise you liked the touch my jewel

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

Ru – hmmmm

 

Vicky sent them a pic of his cock for reference. 

 

It was huge, the biggest they had ever seen.

 

Re – kya hai ye (what is this)

 

V – It is my jewel, the one honeys you felt on your back sides today morning.

 

V – Ab bolo, kab milogi mujhe (now tell when will you meet me)

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

Ru – soon

 

V – aaj raat (tonight?)

 

Ru – will tell

 

V – Rehana you?

 

Re – I will come with Rufina

 

V – darlings can you post a pic of your mom

 

Ru – why

 

V – want to test my theory of sexy girls having gorgeous mom

 

Before Rufina could write anything, Rehana posted a pic of them with a super gorgeous one.  Her name was Zainab. Just to give you some idea, she was in league of Mrs Kapoor, think of Saumya Tandon face with Sunny Leonne body. Super sexy period.

 

V – lovely babe

 

Re – oye

 

V – she is lovely that’s why you two are sexy

 

Ru – hmmmm

 

V – share a pic of your entire family

 

Rufina complies. A pic of four, these three plus an idiot looking hubby

 

V – that is ur dad?

 

Re – yes

 

V – your mom is way beyond him

 

Ru – we know

 

V – I want to chat with her

 

Re – what

 

V – you read me right. I want to chat with her

 

Ru – kya karoge unse chat karke (what will you do)

 

V – I know both of you have already guessed it.

 

V – Add karo toh, trust me will keep it normal

 

Before Rehana could write a NO, Rufina went ahead and sent an invite to her mom who was online then and accepted a request.

 

Ru – Hi mom, ek group me add kiya hai aapko (have added you to a group)

 

Z – which group

 

Re – Ammi, main Rufina aur Vicky hain (Its me Rufina and Vicky)

 

Z – Vicky who?

 

V – Namaste Zainab ji, mera naam Vicky hai, I stay in same society as Rehana and Rufina. (I am Vicky)

 

Z – Namaste Vicky, but mujhe kyon add kiya (but why did you add me)

 

V – Zainab ji, meri ek theory hai, theory kya hai experience hai, ki khoobsoorat aur bold ladkiyon ki mom bhi bold aur khoobsoorat jism ki maalkin hotin hain (I have a theory, not a theory but experience that moms of bold and beautiful girls are bold and beautiful too)

 

Z – still why me.

 

V – aap maanoge ki Rehana sundar hai (you agree Rehana is beautiful)

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – aap maanoge ki Rufina sundar hai (you agree Rufina is beautiful)

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – you would know your daughters, so Rufina is bold

 

Z – yes

 

V – Rehana is bold?

 

Z – yes

 

Both Rehana and Rufina were seeing how easily Vicky could engage her in a conversation.

 

V – aap maanoge ki aap ek bahut khoobsoorat taraashe hue jism ki mallika ho (you will agree that you have a sculpted body)

 

Z – log kahete hain ki main sundar hoon (people say I am beautiful)

 

V – toh one part of my theory proved right?

 

Z – right

 

V – now for the second part about bold

 

Ru – woh kaise prove karoge (how will you prove that)

 

V – hmmmm. Zainab ji can prove if you are ready to answer honestly. Must say you have been very honest till now.

 

Z – ok

 

In parallel Vicky sent a separate message to Zainab

 

V – Zainab ji, trust me will keep it decent in front of Re and Ru

 

Z – ok

 

V – you are damn beautiful

 

Z – I know ;)

 

Back to group chat

 

V – Zainab ji, you agree that youngsters have a right to chose their partners

 

Z – yes

 

V – partners as in both life partners or boy friends or live-ins

 

Z – hmmmm yes

 

V – It is also normal for two girls to fall after same boy or vice versa

 

Z – yes

 

V – It will be normal to two girls to think the boy as good live-in or date material

 

Z – yes

 

V – If guy judges it right, then all three can enjoy provided he places his card upfront, meaning doesn’t keeps them in dark

 

Z – hmmmm yes

 

V – those two girls can be sisters

 

Z – yes…. What… you mean Rehana and Rufina?

 

V – yes mam, they both want to date me and I want to date them both, together

 

Z – see if you are honest with them, then no problem

 

V – Thanks Zainab

 

In his separate chat with Zainab

 

V – Zainab taking both since none of them complete like you

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – both have their own strengths in figure

 

Z – I know

 

Back to group

 

V – so guess I have been able to prove that Zainab is bold & beautiful and hence her two daughters are like her

 

Z – hmmm you have proven a point

 

V – Zainab, would love you to continue being part of this group

 

Re & Ru – yes mummy please

 

Z – ok ok

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The group chat with Rehana, Rufina and their mom Zainab ended but not the individual one with Zainab.

 

Z – So what do you do Vicky

 

V – I am an Engineer from DCE (Delhi College of Engineering – old name) and an MBA from FMS, Delhi. Currently I am on a client visit for implementing some project and living in the same society or rather same block as your girls.

 

Z – impressive scholastics.

 

V – thanks. So Zainab what about you. You look too gorgeous and sophisticated to be a Housewife only

 

Z – smileys

 

V – you seem to have worked in glamour industry in some form.

 

Z – Sherlock Holmes, let us leave it for some other day.

 

V – As the lady commands.

 

Z – thank you

 

V – one last point, though I am sure you would have heard a zillion times

 

Zainab was thinking that I will comment about her super gorgeous looks.

 

V – Hoor ke bagal mein languor wala scene hai

 

She kept quiet and then understood my reference to her hubby’s looks and then sent smileys.

 

V – Do I have your permission to dream about you

 

Z – your dreams

 

V – but will be about you

 

Z – yes you have my permission young man

 

V – And what I will do with you in dreams – you may not give permissions ;)

 

Z – Naughty boy, bye bye

 

V – Bye beautiful…

 

Got a smiley in response. Very good progress.

 

Syed had gone out for some meeting and as the clock struck 1pm I got a call from my Adaa. I went and also had lunch. Unknown to me, Re and Ru had seen me going in and coming out of Syed’s place. Their flat was such postioned that they could see who got out of the elevator and my outing in Adaa’s balcony confirmed it.

 

So once I was back in my office, both tried to confront me with this information.

 

Re – Hi Vicky

 

V – hi darling

 

Ru – me too here

 

V – love you Rufina

 

Ru – Lunch mein aaye society mein aur waapis chale gaye bina miley (you came for lunch and left without meeting)

 

V – Didn’t know you were here. Mr Syed ke ghar lunch ho jaata hai ( I take lunch at Syeds)

 

Re – Only Lunch ;) ;)

 

V - J J

 

Ru – She is a bomb

 

V – I know

 

All this was going on the same group where their mom was also a member. 

 

V – Rehana, can you come late evening to my place

 

Re – Why

 

V – Subah late uthne ka man hai (want to get up late)

 

Re – What !!

 

V – you heard me right honey. And if possible get Rufina too, let us get up together tomorrow morning.

 

Ru – No chance, evening mein office party hai.

 

V – Chalo phir kal aa jaana (then come tomorrow)

 

Re- Bye

 

Ru – Bye

 

I smiled at their response.

 

I reached home and then decided to pay attention to super gorgeous Zainab. Ignoring her would be a crime which none can pardon.  So I sent her messages on Whatsapp

 

V – Hi Zainab

 

Got response after about half an hour

 

Z – Hi Vicky, how are you

 

V – I am fine Zainab

 

After about 20 minutes of general chit chat including heaping lavish praise on her…..

 

Z – So my girls going for office party

 

V – ya they said so. Wish you were here instead ;)

 

Z – Naughty

 

V – Zainab you have time right now

 

Z – yes a bit

 

V – how about playing some roleplay

 

Z – whaat ??

 

V – yes let it be the real life situation. You mom of my two girlfriends who happen to be sisters.

 

Z – And

 

V – We meet and we hit off and you become the third female from your family

 

Z – no

 

V – ok. Your choice. Bad luck today, all females of your family ignoring me

 

Z – come on baby

 

V – would love to come all over you

 

Z – Shut up

 

V – ok L

 

Z – gtg hubby back

 

V – ok

 

The day was really turning awful.  Called up mom and dad and spoke with them at length.  Dad asked me to come to Delhi to attend some family function. With nothing else to do, I was in my bed, just talking to some of my keeps. Next morning, I messaged my boss of my visit to Delhi and he agreed. I left for Delhi and hence was away from my Manesar Harem for a few days. Interesting the person with whom I maintained maximum contact was Zainab. We had come closer over chat.

 

So finally after almost a week, I reached Manesar on Sunday at around 10pm

 

At around 11pm got a message from Zainab.

 

Z – Hi Vicky

 

V – Hi Zainab.

 

Z – Manesar pahunch gaye (reached manesar?)

 

V – Haan abhi ek ghanta pahele (about an hour ago)

 

Z – Just wait a minute.

 

V - ok

 

Z – Rehana ke papa aa gaye thhey (Rehana’s dad had come)

 

V – ok aur Rufina kea aye (and did Rufina’s dad come)

 

Z – Oye J

 

V – So gorgeous, your daughters love to party

 

Z – they like to enjoy

 

V – just like their mom

 

Z – Oh yes.

 

V – so mam in a mood to enjoy

 

Z – you bet

 

V – so shall we start the roleplay of you being mom of my two girlfriends

 

Z – Tera favourite lagta hai (seems to be your favourite one) hmmmm

 

V – so as per story, you come to know that I am bf of your daughters. You are annoyed at first but being a modern woman, leave it to your daughters to make their decisions.

 

Z – too much like real life.

 

V - J J

 

V – Re & Ru tell me that they would be alone and you are leaving for a day. To have some fun I come, actually they had said they will be leaving and Mom would be for a day alone.

 

Z – ha ha nice one

 

V – so mam shall we

 

Z – oh yes

 

Ding Dong

 

Z – kaun hai (who is that)

 

V – Ji main Vicky, Rehana aur Rufina ka friend (I am Vicky, friend of Rehana & Rufina)

 

Door opens. I am dumbstruck by you exquisite beauty.

 

Z – kya naam bataaya (what is your name)

 

V – Vicky

 

Z – Oh tum ho Vicky (so you are Vicky)

 

V – Rehana aur Rufina hai  (are they there)

 

Z – They will come back tomorrow , have gone to their relatives.

 

V – But but …..

 

Z – Come in beta

 

V – ji thanks

 

V – you make me comfortable and get some cold drink etc.,

 

V – thanks mam

 

Z – so Mr Vicky I think I have heard your name a bit often

 

V – Hope it was in good terms

 

Z – oh yes very good. Incidentally both my daughters take your name.

 

V – Ji I am friends with both.

 

Z – I know…. Only friend?

 

V – they like my company and don’t mind being with me together.

 

(Enjoying it Zainab) I asked her

 

Z – (oh yes)

 

Z – so I think you are dating both

 

V – yes

 

Z – they know about it

 

V – yes. We love our threesome outings

 

Z – Whaaat

 

V – yes, we three go out together

 

Z – oh

 

V – but love indoor threesomes too

 

Z – what rubbish

 

V – fact is fact.

 

Z – but why both

 

V – mam Rehana has lovely bust and Rufina has best ass though both are beauties in their own right.

 

Z – but why both

 

V – Wish I had seen you earlier

 

Z – what??

 

V – you are just perfect...

 

Z – I am mom of your girlfriend

 

V – Girlfriends … and that makes you all the more desirable.

 

Z – I smile

 

V -  (what are you wearing in the story)

 

Z – (what you want)

 

V – (A super sexy designer saree short blouse)

 

Z – (as you say sire)

 

V – you are just perfect… such flawless skin, blue eyes, lush lips, silky hair….lovely curves

 

Z – bas bas stud enough praise

 

V – abhi toh party shuru hui hai

 

Z – I smile

 

V – (what are you wearing in real)

 

Z – (a nightie)

 

V – (sleeveless?)

 

Z – (hmmmm)

 

V – (noodle strapped?)

 

Z – (hmmmm)

 

V – (only panty as undergarment?)

 

Z – (shut up…………. Hmmmmm)

 

V – (back to roleplay)

 

V – Mam your name

 

Z – Zainab but why asking name

 

V – you are too gorgeous and look far too young to be my saasu

 

Z – Saas !!! (mother in law)

 

V – Aur kya, If I marry Rehana or Rufina or both you become my saas

 

Z – you have a way with words

 

V – thank you. But I also please in many other ways too…

 

Z – hmmm am sure … leave them for Rehana and Rufina.

 

V – I look at your family pic.

 

V – Zainab, your hubby cannot hold candle to you

 

Z – hmmmm

 

V – Would you permit me if I wish to interact with you more

 

Z – why not

 

V – your number

 

Z – smiles … smart …gives number

 

V – Zainab what are you doing today afternoon

 

Z – have to shift some boxes in house.. why

 

V – had bought 3 box tickets for a movie… thought Re & Ru will come.  Now can we utilize the time..

 

Z – and money spent…. Smiles

 

V – ha ha…. a bit of that too… I can help you with the boxes

 

Z – you help me with this stuff, we go to movie together

 

V – let me reword it… I help you with furniture and other stuff and you are my date today

 

Z – you can say that also…..

 

V – I start picking up the stuff and within no time the boxes are kept in the designated areas.

 

Z – thanks Vicky

 

V – welcome…

 

Z – thoda aur kaam tha (some more work)

 

V – tell

 

Z – need to shift that sofa to that side.

 

V – will need your help too

 

Z – sure

 

V – It is a two seater one, made of wood and hence not very heavy or bulky. Enough weight to be carried by two. You are bending forward while picking, your saree off your shoulders and I have a direct line of vision to your delicious looking cleavage and boobs.

 

Z – I see you eyeing them… Vicky kya dekh rahe ho (what are you seeing)

 

V – Divine creations of god..

 

Z – I am defenceless

 

V – I can stand like this with you for entire life…

 

Z – Oh sure … I know

 

V – after some more work and shameless gazing we conclude our work…

 

Z – Vicky what time is the show

 

V – Starts at 4pm.

 

Z – you can pick me up at 3.30

 

V- sure and I leave

 

V – At around 3.25pm I press the doorbell and am seeing an angel.

 

Z – smiles and thanks

 

V – I give you a bouquet..

 

Z – thanks

 

V – you are wearing a one piece sleevless dress coming upto your knees.

 

Z – good choice

 

V – so mam shall we

 

Z – sure

 

V – so we reach hall and it had one entrance for the 3 screens on the same floor which caused a lot of rush and made me stand just behind you with hands on your shoulders and you ass in contact with my cock

 

Z – I feel IT and smile

 

V – I whisper in your ear “silky smooth skin Zainab”

 

Z – hmmmmm

 

V – you feel me grinding my cock a bit harder than required in that rush.

 

Z – mmmmmm… I enjoy

 

V – you like the touch Zainab

 

Z – mmmmmmm

 

V – (in real just pat your ass, imagine my touch)

 

Z – (what??)

 

V – (just do it honey)

 

Z – (mmmmmm)

 

V – we sit in a corner seat. Almost entire row is vacant.

 

Z – filled up only with couples coming for some fun.

 

V – as the movie starts, so do the couples, it is a hot English movie

 

Z – our arms touch

 

V – I rub your arms with mine. You look at me and smile.

 

Z – yes

 

V – aaj nuksaan ho gaya (I made loss today)

 

Z – why

 

V – Had Re & Ru been there, would have enjoyed fully.

 

Z – ha ha – poor you, its me Zainab their mom

 

V – But my date for the day

 

Z – true

 

V – saying this I lean on you with you feeling my breath on ur face

 

Z – mmmmm

 

V – my other hand just massages your boobs gently

 

Z – aaah

 

V – (Zainab, press your boobs for me)

 

Z – (no no )

 

V – (do it)

 

Z – aaah aaah.

 

V – (remove your nightie in real)

 

Zainab was too much into it, her pussy was wet and mind was clouded. She complied.

 

It was almost 0030am by now and before we could take it further, the wretched doorbell rang. I asked her to wait thinking who could be there at this hour.

 

It was Adaa

 

A – maalik aap aa gaye toh ruk nahin saki, saw ur car (could hold my self back)

 

I couldn’t say no, Zainab was new prey, Adaa was a keep.

 

Adaa was in person, Zainab over phone

 

Had to tell Zainab about a female company for night and say sorry and leave, but the barriers were broken and it was just a matter of time.

 

Next day was busier than usual, so much so that I couldn’t go and have fun with Adaa in afternoon. In the evening, as I returned, saw fulsome lady in salwar kameez, exceptionally fair complexion buying some vegetables from the vendor.

 

She had her back towards me.

 

But my cock started becoming a bit more active. May be it had recognized the ass shape before I had.

 

It looked so familiar.

 

The body shaped looked so familiar.

 

The hair and the bun shape looked so familiar.

 

And when he heard the voice… he just smiled.

 

It was his Paramjeet….a conquest and a mother of conquest….

 

(Those who don’t recognize this name will have to read the story where Vicky gets a job post his MBA)

 

He was waiting coolly, saw Jasleen coming out from our block and moving towards Paramjeet with some money. They were talking and laughing, anyone could make out, they were close.

 

And then heard the word “Pummy Maasi”

 

Vicky smiled so now this will be game set and match for Jasleen and her sister with Paramjeet as additional dessert.

 

As they were entering lift, he walked in behind them.

 

V – Hi Jasleen

 

Both the beauties turn “Hi Vicky” says the younger one with the elder one not knowing how to respond.

 

To end her problem, Vicky said “Paramjeet ji bhool gayin mujhe” (you forgot me?)

 

She smiled and then told Jasleen of him staying next door for some project implementation.  As Vicky got down on his floor, he invited them to his house, more so Paramjeet, with Re and Ru and their mom almost in bag, he didn’t care. He had super sexy Adaa and Kamla at his command too.

 

So Paramjeet decides to meet Vicky alone in his house and they enter and before you could count up to 10 they were in their birthday suits with their clothes spread all over the living room.

 

She was all over him, kissing him, licking him, feeling his body, his manhood. He on the other hand was enjoying her but he always had options available. But Paramjeet was no pushover either.

 

Before she could do or say anything, Vicky pushed her on the bed in his favourite position and pushed his python in her much used asshole. But still python is python. She screamed at a pitch that entire Manesar would have heard clearly.  He started the in out motion and after pulled her hair.

 

P – chod de…. Vicky chod de…. kya lund hai…..aah

 

V – ye le saali ye le….

 

Vicky mauled her huge tankers with one hand and the other went to finger her wet pussy. It was dripping with love juices. Vicky bent forward and gave her back a royal lick.  He had increased the pounding speed. The creamy white spotless skin of the gorgeous Paramjeet was now shining even more due to a sheen of sweat.

 

She was his like so many others.

 

(Not repeating their love act.)

 

P – Vicky you are the best

 

V – I know. Saali tub hi kam nahin hai (even you aren’t bad)

 

P – I know.

 

V – meri honey darling kaisee hai (how is my honey darling. (honey is Paramjeet’s daughter, pls read previous pages for that segment))

 

P – Mast hai, tujhe miss karti hai (she misses you)

 

V – Mere paas bhej de (send her to me)

 

P – Aur main (and me)

 

V – Tu toh hai hee (you are there)

 

Paramjeet then asked her howcome he was there since she knew he was Delhi based. He told her everything since they last met including his fuck conquests of Asha, Shabana…..

 

They fucked & talked for over couple of hours when Paramjeet got a call from Jasleen asking her to come. Pummy Maasi wanted more of him and wanted to stay but Vicky told her to leave then, since all four girls in Jasleen’s flat were working, meant he could have all the fun at his leisure.

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V – Paramjeet

 

P  - Yes

 

V – need Jasleen and Navi under me. Teri Jasleen bahut bhaav khaati hai (Jasleen acts pricey)

 

Paramjeet smiles and says “done boss”

 

She leaves and reaches the house on 7th Floor.

 

In the interim, Jasleen was thinking and thinking, Vicky was a familiar name. It is a very common nick name but still sounded even more familiar. She had heard it a few times from a family member and was just trying to recollect where had she and the moment she opened the door for Paramjeet, she realized she had heard it from her while she was talking to Jasleen’s mom.

 

Jasleen looked at Paramjeet with a blank face and allowed her in.  Paramjeet went to use the loo to pee and also clean up the pussy area.

 

She looked at the swaying ass of her Maasi and then revisited the discussion her Pammi maasi had with her mom. Once Pammi Maasi had come to meet her mom. One afternoon, the two sisters were talking about “worldly” things in the same room where Jasleen was asleep or atleast the elders sister duo thought so.

 

I am using M for Jasleen’s mom since she never met Vicky and has no bearing on the story thus far.

 

M – Pammi tu bahut glow kar rahi hai aaj kal, Jijaji toh door jaate hain, weekend pe aate hain, phir kaise (you are glowing a lot. Your hubby comes on weekends only then howcome)

 

P – Didi kya bataun (what should I say)

 

M – chhupa mat, main bhi aurat hoon, mujhe pata hai ye kaunsa wala glow hai (I too am a woman, know which sort of glow this is)

 

P – toh phir wohi hai didi (sis it is the same then)

 

M – Pammi kaun hai (who is the person)

 

P – thaa ek ladka, hamaare pados mein aaya tha (one boy had come to stay in neighbourhood)

 

M – toh kaise hua (how did it happen)

 

Paramjeet told the entire story starting with the episode where she accidently saw Vicky’s python.

 

P – Didi godhay ka hai (hung like a horse) and to add weight to her statement showed the length and girth in comparison to her forearm.

 

Jasleen’s mom looked at her sister in disbelief.

 

M – Main nahin maanti (I don’t believe it)

 

P – Mujhe bhi nahin hua tha paheli baar (didn’t believe the first time I saw it)

 

P – Didi kya mast hai saale ka, poora bhar deta hai (what a cock he has, fills me completely)

 

M – Tu toh bahut tez nikli (you were very smart)

 

P – Didi usnay toh Honey (Paramjeet’s daughter) ko bhi pata liya tha, khoob maze kiye hain (he has fucked honey too)

 

M – Kyaa – kyon (what – why)

 

P – Didi bahut pada likha hai, achha khaasa kamaata hai, agar honey ki shaadi ho gayi toh badiya hai (he is educated, earns very well and if marries Honey, will be good)

 

M – haan jawai se chudegi (you will have sex with your son in law)

 

P – ha ha ha

 

Jasleen came back to present when she heard her Maasi calling her name from the other room.

 

J – haan maasi

 

P – kamaal ho gaya Jasleen, yahan Vicky mil gaya (what a coincidence, met Vicky here of all places)

 

J – Maasi kya baat hai, itni khush (Maasi why you so happy)

 

P – no no

 

J – Maasi he is the same Vicky?

 

P – Vicky kaun? (who)

 

J – Jiske baare mein aapne mom ko bataya tha, us din main jaag rahi thee (the one you told mom about, I was awake that day)

 

Paramjeet was crestfallen, sat down on the sofa and then said defiantly “haan wahi hai, kya karegi” (yes same, what will you do)

 

J – nothing

 

J – maasi usne honey ko bhi (has he done with honey too)

 

P – oh yes, honey ko toh kali se phool bana diya (he deflowered honey)

 

J – maza aaya tha honey ko (did she enjoy it)

 

P – pooch mat (don’t even ask). Tu dekh ek minute (just wait a minute)

 

Paramjeet took her phone and called Honey and put it on speaker mode.

 

H – haan ma (yes mom)

 

P – tujhe ek baat bataati hoon (will tell you something) tu maanegi nahin (you wont believe)

 

H – bolo ma (tell mom)

 

P – Vicky

 

H – VICKY !! kahan milay woh  (where did you meet him)

 

Jasleen could judge the excitement and reverence Honey had for Vicky. She was getting jealous of her younger cousin.

 

P – yahin Jasleen ki society mein, kisi project pe aaya hua hai (here in Jasleen’s society, on some project)

 

H – wow, aap us say akele mein milay (you met him alone) clearly meaning you had sex

 

P – Tujhe kya lagta hai (what do you think)

 

H – Pakka haan (confirmed yes)

 

Both mom daughter duo laughed. After Vicky left Honey and Paramjeet became each other’s confidantes.

 

H – maa main kab aaun (when should I come)

 

P – Mujhe waapas aane de (let me return) Bye honey

 

H – bye mom

 

So Jasleen was looking at her Pammi Maasi with her eyes wide open and she couldn’t believe that innocent looking Honey was so advanced and had fun with someone like Vicky.

 

After some time Paramjeet asks Jasleen

 

P – Jasleen wohi soch rahi hai jo mujhe lag raha hai (you thinking what I am feeling)

 

J – hmmm Vicky

 

P – He likes you. Go to him. Enjoy. He is one of his kind.

 

With such encouragement, Jasleen readies herself and knocks Vicky’s door. Vicky opens the door and lets her in.

 

V – Pammi maasi se baat ho gayi (you spoke with your Pammi maasi)

 

J – mmmm

 

Vicky took her hand and leads her to the shower.  The moment she saw her tool, she went into a trance and from thereon the Master took over.

 

Every square inch of her body was made loved to.

 

Her lips were kissed sucked licked

 

Her tongue was licked sucked

 

Her navel was sucked licked kissed fingered

 

Her boobs were sucked licked kissed massaged mauled

 

Her pussy was sucked licked kissed massaged mauled fingered and fucked

 

Her ass was sucked licked kissed massaged mauled fingered and fucked

 

And by the time she came out of her trance, she was feeling light, so relaxed and so fulfilled. She was no virgin but felt like one when the anaconda breached her love nest. He was almost double in size of the best she had taken till then.

 

(keeping it short since nothing new to add)

 

At around 3am, walked out of 4th floor and walked into 7th floor a fully relaxed, ravaged, fucked Jasleen.

 

Without making a noise, Paramjeet opened the door and led her in.

 

Both niece and aunty smiled at each other. Nothing else spoken.

 

As the sun rose on the horizon, Vicky got up, a bit late than the usual.  Remembered last night and smiled. Jasleen done.

 

Rehana and Rufina almost in bag or bed.

 

Navi only one left out of the four, but he was also interested in another 7th floor babe whose hubby was away in Gulf and visited once a year. She was not exceptionally beautiful but good enough or rather very good enough.

 

The next two nights saw him having fun with Rehana and Rufina and Navi.

 

Threesome with sisters and one to one with Navi and later threesome with Jasleen and Navi.

 

He told Paramjeet to rope in the lady on 7th floor for her.

Unknown to Vicky, Syed was observing a lot of things from his flat and deduced that he was only there for fuck and fun. So guess Vicky was off his radar though he was still a bit perplexed on how did he manage to get out of his plan of sending car number to security officer.

 

So as Vicky went to his office, his phone indicated a barrage of Whatsapp messages, including one from Zainab. He went through others which included thanks and sexy shots of theirs from Jasleen and Navi.

 

Z – hi Vicky, kahan ho

 

V – Am here only Sasu ma

 

Z – ha ha, abhi shaadi kahan ki (you haven’t married my daughters as yet for me to be your mother in law)

 

V – Shaadi na sahi but suhaagraat ho chuki hai (may not have married but have celebrated first night)

 

Z – Whaat !!!

 

V – yes sexy saasu, seems you don’t believe me

 

Vicky sends her a photo of Re + Ru and him all on the bed and topless.

 

Z – Vicky hope you wont share with anyone else.

 

V – pic was in Rehana’s phone, she sent it to me. Trust me.

 

V – my super sexy saasu

 

Z – smileys

 

V – Zainab had a very eventful last 3 days.

 

Z – how

 

V – had fun with 4 new and one old flame. 4 included Re and Ru

 

Z – hmmm Stud…

 

V – hmmmm

 

V – Zainab come and meet your daughters in manesar some time.

 

Z – hmmmmm

 

V – should we continue our roleplay

 

Z – is time ?

 

V – why not?

 

Z – ok

 

V – so I am massaging your boobs

 

Z – mmmm

 

V – seem to be a lovely 36D

 

Z – mmmmm

 

V – my sexy saasu

 

Z – yes

 

V – I want you

 

Z – I am yours

 

V – I turn your face towards me and we kiss

 

V – feel me licking your lips

 

Z – mmmmm

 

V – feel me kissing your lips

 

Z – mmmmm

 

V – feel me licking your tongue

 

Z – aaa allaah

 

V – I pull you close and you sit in my lap

 

Z  - aaah

 

V – people are seeing us, I pull down your dress straps and expose the bra clad boobs

 

Z – allaaahhh

 

V – I pull down your bra and let the world see your boobs

 

Z – lovely

 

V – I pinch your nipples

 

Z – ouch

 

V – (do it in real sexy saasu)

 

Z – (yes yes)

 

Vicky gets a call from the CEO of the client company and has to go. He leaves Zainab high and dry but she understands it.

 

So post lunch after his fun with Adaa, Vicky comes back to office to see a few messages on common group with Zainab with Rehana and Rufina.

 

Re – So Vicky had your lunch

 

V – oh yes

 

Ru – and had your hostess

 

V – ha ha; you bet

 

Ru  - She is a maal

 

V – I know

 

Re – Vicky missing you

 

V – me or mine

 

Ru – the two are inseparable

 

V – smiles

 

Re – So is she great

 

V – oh yes and a lovely cook too

 

Ru – Passionate

 

V – mindblowing

 

And after a few more minutes of seeing their dirty talk about their sex with Vicky, Zainab comes in

 

Z – who is this cook

 

Re – Mom, she stays in our society. Her hubby works with Vicky and Vicky works on her

 

Z – hmmmm

 

V – She too likes my skills like you do Rehana

 

Re – I love it

 

Ru – me too

 

Zainab is smiling but stays silent.

 

V – But Rehana and Rufina, your mom is a divine beauty

 

Re – oh yes we know

 

Vicky sends a normal selfie of him and Adaa

 

V – Zainab she is the one

 

Z – beautiful

 

V – would rate you slightly higher but both extremely sexy and desireable in your own right.

 

Ru – oh yes my mom is the sexiest

 

V – I agree

 

Z – shut up you guys

 

V – Re and Ru do you think your dad is able to satisfy your mom

 

Re – no way

 

Ru – naa

 

V – you think that she deserves love

 

Ru – oh yes yes

 

V – do you think, I am good at it

 

Re – BEST

 

Zainab was aghast, he was having a public poll for fucking her and that too with her daughters.

 

V - So logically you think I should woo your mom

 

Re – YES

 

Ru – YES YES

 

Z – Shut up

 

V – what part of your mom you love most Re

 

Re – her boobs

 

Ru – her ass

 

V – and which part you love about me

 

Re – your cock

 

Ru – your anaconda

 

Zainab just didn’t know what to say. She wanted to do with Vicky but keep it discreet.

 

V – Enough girls. She is your mom. A woman too……. with needs

 

V – And a damn hot woman if I may add

 

Zainab thanked Vicky silently.

 

On the other line on whatsapp, Zainab thanked Vicky.

 

V – Zainab want to enjoy more on our group with your daughters

 

Z – no no

 

V – here

 

Z – hmmmm

 

V – what are you wearing

 

Z – salwar kameez

 

V – get naked

 

Z – whaaat

 

V – get naked and get some ice

 

Z- but but

 

V – do it

 

On the common group

 

V – girls, would love to have your mom as part of my very close friend circle but let us leave it to her. Afterall she is married and has social obligations

 

V – but Zainab your girls are super hot

 

Z – thanks Vicky for understanding.

 

Z – you and girls can enjoy

 

V – so you giving us a blanket permission to spend time together

 

Z – yes

 

V – have fun

 

Z – yes

 

V – sex

 

Z – you guys are adults so it is between them and you.

 

Re – love you mom

 

Ru – thanks mom

 

V – So Re and Ru, you take me as your master.

 

Re – Yes master

 

Ru – yes master

 

V – so do come tonight and will tell you something more

 

Re – ok master

 

Ru – ok master

 

V – also send some pics to your mom that you took when we were together

 

Re – yes sir

 

Ru – ok master

 

Zainab was a spectator and soon as chat ended her whatsapp was flooded with photos of Vicky Rehana and Rufina in various stages of nudity that included his and their nudes.

 

Zainab was angry at first and then thought of her times, only saving was no digital cameras then, she was very wild too.

 

Back to one to one chat

 

V – you got ice

 

Z – yes

 

V – u nude

 

Z – not fully

 

V – do it

 

Z – hmmmmm

 

V – now rub the ice on your nipples and shout my name.

 

Z – aah Vicky Vicky Vicky

 

V – feel me massaging ur boobs

 

Z – aah

 

V – now rub it on your pussy

 

Z – aaaahh ya ,.'

 

V – open your mouth, think you are sucking my lund

 

Z – yes yes yes….

 

V – I am your master?

 

Z – yes yes

 

V – saw pics of my anaconda

 

Z – yes

 

V – like it

 

Z – yes master

 

V – Chudegi?

 

Z  - haan

 

As they were proceeding further, her idiot hubby turned up and the game ended.

 

In parallel, Paramjeet struck conversation with the lady on 7th floor. Her name was Lisa Roy. A genuine bong beauty. Not exceptionally gorgeous but definitely impressive body shape and features. She was sultry looking.

 

Paramjeet bumped into her “accidentally” to initiate conversation.

 

P – Hello ji

 

L - Hello

 

P – Mera naam Paramjeet Kaur hai (I am Paramjeet Kaur)

 

L – I am Lisa Roy

 

P – Aapke saamne waale flat mein 2 ladkiyan hain main unki maasi hoon (I am aunt of two of the girls in the flat next to yours)

 

L – yahan kaise (howcome here)

 

P – Bas milne aayi thee (came to meet them)

 

L – Aap kahan raheti hain (where do you live)

 

P – Murthal

 

L – ok

 

They chatted for a while and developed a good bond. Lisa invited Paramjeet to her house which she accepted after customary No.

 

So the same evening, Paramjeet reaches Lisa’s house

 

L – aaiye aaiye welcome

 

P – Main akele bor ho rahi thee socha aapse mil loon, hope you are not busy (I was alone and getting bored, thought why not meet you)

 

L – Accha kiya aap aa gayin (good that you come)

 

After customary pleasantaries and general chit chat, Paramjeet shifted gears.

 

P – Lisa bina husband ke akele toh mushkil hoti hogi. (must be difficult without hubby)

 

L – hmmmmm

 

P – Mine was posted in another town for 1 year, meri toh haalat kharaab ho gayi thee (I was finding it difficult)

 

L – You missed him so much (lisa says playfully)

 

P – Hubby ho toh bahut kaam baahar ke aaram se ho jaate hain  (so many tasks, specially outdoor ones are so easy with hubby around)

 

L – right, only tasks (she tries to pull her leg)

 

P – Woh bhi important hai, atleast he would come on weekends and we would enjoy.

 

L – great

 

P – Aapke case mein toh bahut difficult hoga (must be very difficult for you)

 

L – Sahena padta hai (have to bear it)

 

L – Aapne bhi toh saha tha, kam hee sahi (you too endured, though it was less)

 

P – Naa maine nahin saha (I didn’t endure it)

 

Lisa looks at her questioningly

 

P – I had a young boy in my neighbourhood

 

Lisa smiles – you naughty

 

P – He had come there on a project

 

L – how was he

 

P – Awesome, the best I ever had

 

L – hmmmm

 

L – but

 

P – I know what are you thinking. See I was fulfilling my body needs. Also I had found that my hubby too was fucking someone at his place of posting. You think your hubby would be a saint there. No way

 

L – hmmmm

 

P – you are hot, sexy. You can get any man.

 

L – I know (she smiles)

 

Paramjeet leaves after this leaving Lisa to ponder over her statements. And ponder did she. Entire night was spent thinking what if her hubby is keeping a mistress in Gulf.

 

Vicky meanwhile banged Paramjeet and Jasleen together and asked them to leave the house at 3am.

[Dreamer0410]

He calls up Adaa at 3.

 

After a few rings she picks up the phone

 

A – haan maalik

 

V – Adaa aaja

 

She doesn’t even ask any questions and walks to his house.

 

They lay in bed, nude but no sex

 

V – Adaa sorry tujhe time nahin de paa raha hoon (unable to give you time)

 

A – No prob maalik

 

V – tu samajh le, you have a special place here (he points at his heart)

 

She giggles.

 

A – ye ladkiyaan kaun hai aur woh aurat (who are these girls and that lady)  asked Adaa ref 4 girls on 7th floor and Paramjeet

 

Vicky explains it all.

 

V – Adaa kuchh nahin chupaaunga, you okay with it (wont hide anything)

 

A – maalik thanks you told me clearly.

 

V – tujhe inme se koi taste karni hai (you want to taste anyone of them)

 

A  - na na na ha ha ha

 

Both sleep nicely. They didn’t have sex but Adaa felt so content in her man’s arms. 

 

Next morning Adaa got up and as instructed was always in the buff in his house.  Kamla came and did her chores. She too was nude. She and Adaa did engage in some love making.

 

Adaa was handed a spare set keys of Vicky’s house. She felt like she was promoted by Vicky. He went to office. Instructions were changed now. Vicky to have lunch at his place in afternoon with Adaa being there. Syed to have it at his place all alone.

 

Syed had gone into his shell, Vicky wanted to provoke him into some action so that it will be easier for agencies to catch him red handed. His dad never shared anything more with him but Vicky had guessed that Hawala case would not be giving much leads as the person may have gone inactive for some time. 

 

Meanwhile Paramjeet got a call from Lisa asking her to come to her place in case she has time.

 

After exchanging pleasantaries  and general chit chat Lisa came to the point

 

L – raat bhar sochti rahi (was thinking entire night)

 

P – About what

 

L – Jo tumne kaha tha (what you said)

 

P – Maine toh bahut kuchh kaha thaa (I had said a lot of things)

 

L – Woh hee aapke husband ki bandi (about your hubby’s mistress)

 

P – oh acchha, maine toh aapke husband ki mistress ke baare mein bhi kaha tha (oh ok, but had said about your hubby’s mistress too)

 

Lisa smiles.

 

L – but how

 

P – I have someone in mind. But you should start looking out yourself too

 

L – your one safe and is he good

 

P – he is the best and safe yes

 

L – does he stays far

 

P – not these days

 

L – hmmmm

 

P – but you can also look out.

 

Paramjeet holds Lisa by her shoulders and says “meri baat maanogi toh mast rahogi” (you will enjoy if you go by my advice) and rubs her boobs on hers.

 

L – mmmmmm

 

P – Agar koi na mila tumhe toh main hee chad jaaungi upar (in case you don’t find anyone, I will mount you)

 

And both laughed.

 

After that she and Lisa had a very long telecon which persuaded Lisa totally. Earlier she thought she would play along with Paramjeet for a while and not go the whole hog but now it was different. She was ready to try for variety.

 

Meanwhile while returning, Vicky went to market to buy something. There he saw a locket with alphabets as pendant. He bought a few such lockets with alphabet V as it pendant.

 

As he reaches home, Adaa welcomes him with a smile and a juicy kiss.

 

They melt into each other and after some foreplay, Vicky asks Adaa to close eyes and turn around. She follows the orders.

 

As she opens her eyes, she sees the locket and the favourite part of it was the letter V. She just jumps with joy and starts disrobing to the point that she is wearing only the locket.  This was her way of showing her loyalty to her master.  The sight was super sensual. Vicky moves to her and start sucking her boobs and rubs her pussy slowly slowly clockwise. She is gyrating her pussy in the same motion signaling her enjoyment.  Suddenly Syed calls.

 

V – “ Abhi nahin baad mein, abhi Adaa mere neeche hai” (Later not now, right now Adaa is under me)

 

Says he even without bothering to hear from Syed.

 

They enjoy a quick fuck session of about half an hour.

 

A – maalik I will always wear this

 

Vicky smiles and says “ja buddhe ko mil aa, phir raat mere saath hai” (go and meet Syed and then you are mine all night)

 

Adaa smiles thinking she can cook in a few minutes and then leave for the night.

 

As she leaves, Vicky changes to shorts and a T.

 

The door bell rings and he welcomes in Paramjeet and as he was ready to pounce on her, she stops him with her hand and indicates someone is behind her. Only then he notices Lisa Roy standing behind her.

 

V – “aaiye aaiye” (please come in)

 

They come and sit and after taking some water etc paramjeet announces to the world

 

P – Vicky main seedha point pe aati hoon (let me come straight to the point)

 

P – Lisa’s husband is in Gulf, she misses company.

 

V – hmmm I can help

 

V – Lisa you are damn hot looking in your own right. Epitome of doe eyed sultry bong beauty. May I present my candidature to spend some time with you

 

And before Lisa could ponder, Paramjeet jump in “He is the best Lisa” and saying that she sits in Vicky’s lap, kisses him a lot, makes him play with her boobs and leaves.

 

As Paramjeet left, there was an awkward silence in the room.

 

V – Lisa we don’t have to rush in this game. We can spend time whenever you think you are ready.

 

L – hmmmmm

 

They spend some time together knowing each other better. He told of how he met Paramjeet, his background etc, she told hers. After spending about an hour which just flew by, Lisa decided to leave but determined to fuck Vicky. Her kids were to return from tuitions which prompted her return.

 

While she was returning, Vicky just held her hand and said “hope to see you soon”

 

She nodded in affirmative and left and was thinking about the abundant praise that he had heaped on her during their one hour.

 

Vicky had a call with his Mom & Dad, had a shower, in the meanwhile Adaa returned and prepared his food. And as he came out and peformed his evening Sandhya Pooja etc, she lay the food on the table and fed dinner with her own hands. She just loved doing it. For her he was god and she loved pleasing her god. He had rubbed Syed’s nose in mud and was the master in love making.

 

He loved and admired Adaa’s devotion but then it also meant that it limited movement of others. At night he reached out to Zainab and asked to chat via google cam. She agreed.

 

After the usual chit chat, he got Adaa in front of the camera.

 

She was wearing V locket…… only

 

V – Zainab this is Adaa, the lunch cook

 

Z – hi Adaa, aapki bahut tareef suni hai (have heard a lot about you)

 

A – hi Zainab, aap bahut haseen hain (you are very beautiful)

 

V – Adaa kiss Zainab

 

Adaa kisses the camera making even Zainab to kiss the camera at her end.

 

Both beauties separated by a few years and locked onto each other.

 

Then Adaa spoke

 

A – Zainab tumhe dekhna hai

 

Z – hmmm

 

A – nangi ho (she virtually ordered)

 

As if in a trance, Zainab complied.

 

Adaa removed Vicky’s shorts and started sucking her favourite dick. Zainab was zapped. It was so majestic, so big, so authoritative….though she had seen the pic sent by her daughters but this was different.

 

They started making love for Zainab to see. She was witness to a most erotic love making.

 

Adaa was constantly looking at the camera, she was looking at Zainab with some sort of vengeance as if to prove that Vicky is hers. She too loved her body and wanted to devour it at some point of time.

 

Adaa speaks loudly – Maalik meri gaand maaro, socho Zainab hai (fuck my ass thinking its Zainab)

 

Vicky starts fucking with a renewed vigour. He had an Urvashi Rautela lookalike with her ass pointing at him and a Saumya Tandon look alike watching the show on her laptop.

 

V – yes Zainab yes

 

A – yes maalik

 

This continued for a minute or so prompting Zainab to shout from other end of video conference “aaahh maalik” she fingered herself to glory to a most earth shattering orgasm she ever had.

 

Adaa then pointed at the locket and told Zainab “ye locket chahiye maalik se” (you want this locket from Master)

 

She nodded a yes.

 

A – It is for maalik’s randis only – banogi?

 

Z – YES YES YES

 

The VC ended as the duffer hubby of Zainab called her.

 

V – Adaa tu meri favourite randi hai (you are my favourite keep)

 

She took it as a badge of honour.

 

She was then asked to call Re and Ru and as the sisters pressed the doorbell, they were welcomed by a naked locket wearing Adaa.

 

Vicky had the royal seat to the most erotic sight on display of Re & Ru making love to Adaa in his drawing room.  He sat on the sofa and enjoyed the show. Took a lot of pics and made videos.

 

Adaa was on the floor with Rehana straddling her face with her legs on either side and Adaa licking her pussy. Rufina was licking Adaa’s pussy. Adaa was holding Rehana’s boobs, while Rufina was pressing Adaa’s.

 

Zainab was again called, this time by her daughter and she was made to see Re & Ru with a nude Adaa….Her damn was again breached in a few minutes such was Adaa’s passion in love making with her daughters.

 

Kamla saw a naked Adaa and naked sisters. She smiled and before she could say anything, Vicky disrobed her and threw her to the ever hungry Adaa, Re and Ru.

 

As he left home, all wore the locket he gave.

[Dreamer0410]

As Kamla reached home, Govind saw the locket.

 

G – ye kya hai Kamla (what is this Kamla)

 

K – Locket hai Vicky ji ne diya hai (Vicky sir has given)

 

G – Tera mangalsutra kahan hai (where is your mangalsutra)

 

K – yahin kahin hoga (must be here)

 

G – matlab matlab (meaning meaning)

 

K – Govind woh hamaare bhagwaan jaise hain, tumhara kaam bhi chalwa diya. Mujhe kya pata nahin naap lete waqt tum kya karte ho (he is like god to us. Don’t I know what you do while taking measurements) [Adaa had told her what Govind did to her while taking measurements]

 

Govind was silent.

 

K – Maalik kuchh dino mein chale jaayenge, tumhari dukaan chalti rahegi (he will leave after sometime, your shop will run longer)

 

K – Main sab kuchh soch samajh ke kar rahi hoon (I am doing this as per a plan)

                           

Govind was still silent.

 

Kamla spoke to Vicky about the entire incident and thought if Govind was given someone to play with, he will keep quiet.

 

Vicky told Paramjeet to visit Govind’s shop and let him touch her liberally and if she liked it she can go the full distance.

 

Paramjeet went to his shop wearing Vicky’s locket and allowed Govind to take her measurements.  She gave a knowing smile to him.

 

Pammi darling wanted an extra deep blouse and Govind measured the depth with fingers to get the exact location. His cock became rock hard the moment he realized she was not wearing bra. His thumbs rubbed her nipples liberally in garb of taking measurements.

 

G – Memsaab peeche se kitna deep (how much deep from back)

 

Govind kept on taking inch tape lower and lower and kept on moving forward and forward, made contact with her lush ass and rubbed it lightly. Pammi almost laughed. She was used to Anaconda, this was a regular snake in comparison.

 

He couldn’t hold himself when he saw the spotless back of Paramjeet and licked it. He wanted to bang her but the Sardaarni was strong, she told him to have fun like that and no intercourse. Poor chap couldn’t do anything. She showed him V locket.

 

P – Isse dekh aur chup rahe (see this and keep quiet) and while leaving kissed him and pressed his crotch.

 

As Vicky came back from the office, he told Adaa to go to her house.

 

A – kya hua maalik (what happened master)

 

V – ek aur ko Locket pahenaana hai (have to give this locket to one more)

 

Adaa smiles and leaves.

 

After some time Lisa comes alongwith Paramjeet and she leaves leaving me alone with the Bong Beauty.

 

We both were awkward for a while and then I went and sat next to her.

 

V – Lisa (I hold her hand) you are an epitome of bong beauty

 

Lisa smiles

 

V – And I have weakness for bong beauties

 

She looks at him and smiles. He made her comfortable and even gave a bouquet of flowers and asked her if they could go out.

 

She was very pleasantly surprised at the turn of events and immediately said yes.

 

She went back home – changed into something casual.

 

In due course both met in the basement parking and left. She too was ready to go out with him.  She came out wearing light jacket over her skirt and a top.  Shook hands and he gave her the gift he had bought for her, a box of chocolates. She loved it.

 

She asked her where to go – he offered her to take the lead.  She said lets go to a Disco.  Though Vicky was never interested to go to a Disc but that day he decided to go along since rush of Disc would provide ample opportunities to touch her ample ass. They parked the car in the parking area and left for the disc. In the car, she left her jacket and Vicky could make out the reason for doing so. She was wearing a black halter top exposing a lot of shoulder and back.  The skirt was of cream colour and the contours of the famous posterior could be seen from some distance, may be from moon too.

 

Vicky noticed that every pair of eyes of a straight man adjusted his cock after focusing on her ass even for a few seconds and there she was, ready to enjoy his proximity.  After having a couple of soft drinks they hit the dance floor.  The music beats were fast and they were maintaining some distance while dancing. Nothing apart from the fact, you don’t dance in much proximity on a fast beat. They were working up quite a sweat. He was a good dancer and so was she considering her generous curves.  Her boobs were a handful themselves and were juggling nicely as that day they were not under the confines of a bra.

 

They moved to the bar to have another round of soft drinks and some water and came back to dance. After some time the music turned slow with both dancing in close proximity.  Firstly he held her in the conventional position of one arm on her waist and other holding her other arm with her hand on his shoulder.  They danced slowly for a few minutes and saw around to find that they were the only ones dancing in such formal manner.  He then took his hand and rested it on her waist just above her huge hips and she put her arms around his neck.  Vicky being tall meant that she had to come a bit closer to him to encircle his neck.  Her boobs hit his torso and during movements it would rub.

 

After an initial hesitation, both were comfortable with Vicky’s hands moving southwards. Lisa had sensed it but did not object.  The hands reached the coveted desitnation.  And true to the bong beauty tradition, she had generous curves.  They kept on moving in slow motion and enjoyed each other’s company, body, presence, touches.

 

She knew where it will lead but wanted him to take the steps.

 

He knew where it will lead and was ready to take the steps.

 

Not many had approached her in the manner he had.  Only a very well endowed chap could have enjoyed her in doggy style. The regular sized ones were no match.  Definitely he was one with large sized one.

 

He cupped her ass for their eyes to meet and give silent approval. Her look was of a reluctant partner bordering on “No” but he was an expert to read these signals and looks. He cupped it again and a bit harder this time. This time she tried to indicate No but with less conviction.  Vicky cupped the ass again and let the hands cover every square inch of the huge ass.  Before she could say anything, he turned her around and held her from behind with his arms across her front, just below her good sized boobs. Though her boobs were 36c but her huge ass made them look “only good sized” in comparison.  They were still dancing to the slow music.  His cock again made contact with the much desired globes and was 60-70% awake causing her to feel the python very nicely on her ass.  She too was in the mood and rubbed her ass hard on his tool.  He was not going to let the opportunity go and kissed her exposed shoulders.  She moved back in to him.  He kissed her nape further and rubbed his tool more.  A response of equal measure from her was forthcoming in form of harder rub on tool and leaning back into him.  He pushed up his hands to press the boobs. Everyone in the disc was now focussed on them. All those who were dancing with them, had stopped in their tracks focusing on erotica in front.  She had her eyes closed but he had his opened. He was seeing what was going around but wanted to show others that the sexy bombshell was his for the taking and hence continued with the erotica. 

 

He cupped one boob completely and rubbed nipple with his thumb to be met by approval moans.  He played with nipples, she produced the moaning sounds.  He rubbed her thighs and softly pressed her pussy only to be met by a louder moan. 

 

After a couple of minutes of extensive foreplay on disc floor – which was like eternity for those around.  Lisa opened her eyes dreamily.  But to her horror she saw everyone eyeing her. 

 

She turned back and looked at Vicky.  He said “lets go.”

 

She nodded and both left immediately leaving behind a gasping audience.

 

He took her to a nearby restaurant which had great lakeside view. She was impressed by his choice.  At first she was not able to see him in eye but then as the evening progressed was quite comfortable. Since it was an upmarket restaurant, she had not bothered to put her jacket on. She actually wanted not to put anything on and wanted to go ahead and get fucked big time.  The feel of his tool on her ass was keeping her mind busy.  He could sense her discomfort and still indulged her in small talk.

 

V : “Lisa everyone was eyeing us at the Disc today”

 

L : hmmmm

 

V “soch raha hoon ki they were eyeing you and I was just an accessory”

 

Lisa smiled

 

Vicky : “Aur soch raha hoon ki they were eyeing your assets” (deliberately he spoke Assets in a manner that it sounded Ass – set)

 

Lisa smiled mischievously…

 

L : you dance well Vicky

 

“Haan slow waala zyaada achha karta hoon, ladkiyan yahi kaheti hain” (yes, girls say that I do the slow one better)

 

She never thought that he will respond like that.

 

He was smart.

 

They were waiting for the order to come – Vicky looked at her matter of factly and asked “Mere Ghar Chalen – Khana pack karwa lete hain” (lets go your home and take the food packed)

 

She thought for a moment – a yes meant that she was ready to be fucked.  She didn’t know what to say but then thought that why not enjoy life and said “ok”

 

Those two alphabets opened a lot of avenues for both of them.  He smiled and called the waiter and got the food packed.  “Chal aaj tere ghar pe dinner karte hain” (lets have dinner at your home). Her two kids had gone out for some birthday party for distant cousin and it was night out for them.

 

Both left.

 

He drove to her house and waited in the car, she looked at him quizzically and said “andar nahin aana kya” (don’t you want to come in)

 

“Sirf dinner ka mood hai kya” (are you in mood for dinner only) he looked at her and winked.

 

By now she was ready to be his and said “kisne kaha” (who said that) and winked.

 

He smiled and parked the car and followed her.

 

She wanted to change – he stopped her. 

 

“Don’t change – your are looking hot” She smiled at his comment.

 

They finished the dinner first and then after clearing the table she played on the soft music. It was a slow dance number.

 

He smiled and turned her around to directly rub his crotch over her ample ass.

Within a few seconds he was rubbing his tool on her ass, hands were massaging boobs and he was licking her earlobe. It was erotica at it best. Since there was no audience, hence both were now into it with Lisa rubbing her ass very hard on his very very hard tool and feeling the size and girth.

 

The lights in the room were dim and were adding to the atmosphere.

 

He was now licking her back and playing with her nipples.

 

Her eyes were closed and she was at point of no return.

 

He turned her face towards him and licked her right cheek.

 

This was much beyond she had thought.  She could feel her pussy getting wet by the second.

 

She wanted to turn around and kiss him hard, but he did not let her do it.  The much wanted ass was meant to be enjoyed in every way.

 

He bent down and kissed her ass over her skirt.

 

Within no time, he opened the hooks of her skirt and helped it to touch the floor.

 

She was on way back from her trance that he said something in her ear “gaand degi” (will you give me your ass)

 

Before she could open her mouth, he forced her making her bend forward and hold the table for support. He ripped open her panty and his mammoth tool was there at the entrance of the most coveted ass in office. She did not expect such a move. She was hoping for a long foreplay followed by doggy style fuck.

 

As he was about to push it in – he waited. Pulled her back up and removed her top.

 

He moved back.  Removed his trousers fully and other garments and both stood in their respective birthday suits.

 

She was looking at him with a big question mark

 

He smiled and said “Teri gaand ne paagal kar rakkha hai – pahele socha ki teri gaand le loon – phir socha  ki you deserved a better love making, isliye ruk gaya” (I am madly in love with your ass and wanted to take it at first opportunity, then thought you deserved better love making and hence I stopped)

 

He came forward and engaged in a French kiss with his hands roaming on her ass.

 

She too had one hand behind his neck and the other was holding his tool.  It was way way way bigger than her previous boyfriend.

 

There was a lot of foreplay (not detailing for want of repetition) but at one point he picked some butter cubes from the fridge and rubbed on her ass hole and ass. She was enjoying all the touches and rubs and looked at him regarding the rubbing of butter on her ass.

 

He said smilingly “Butter Chicken toh dhaabe mein bante hain – main Butter Gaand bana raha hoon’ (Restaurants make the dish of Butter Chicken, I am making Butter Ass)

 

She laughed hysterically and said “phir butter gaand khaaoge” (will you eat it Butter Ass)

 

A very strong yes followed the question.

 

He rubbed a lot of butter on his tool as well and started pushing his tool in.  The desired Lisa was his now.  Stroke by stroke it was going in.

 

Stroke by stroke she was feeling the girth, the size, the competence.

 

He took it as planned, in doggy style with his favourite of riding a horse by holding her hair and bending forward to press her boobs.  (not repeating every move)

 

After quite some time while she was on verge of her third orgasm with his fingers in her pussy helping her with the first two and he on verge of his first.

 

Both came together, he spread his sead on her lush ass liberally and she came like a waterfall the third time.  She fell on the bed and he took time to spread his semen on her ass globes.  The ass globes were shining like a newly waxed item.

 

She got on top of him and placed her boobies on his mouth, he needed no second invitation and he started sucking them, even after an earth shattering orgasm a while earlier, she was ready for more, much more. Lisa positioned her pussy on his cock and started riding him, he was in ecstacy. Claming someone’s wife is far more fun that having some unmarried one. She rode him and rode him hard, it was like her manner of showing that even she could dominate. Her boobs were flying in all directions possible and Vicky was holding her generous ass.

 

L – Mujhe chodega (you will fuck me)

 

V – yes

 

L – mera pati idiot hai (my hubby is an idiot)

 

V – yes yes

 

L – Chutiya hai saala

 

V – yes

 

She was using choicest of explicitives for her hubby, perhaps her manner of getting back at him for leaving her alone.

 

Suddenly she stopped speaking and closed her eyes, she had another rocking orgasm and as she was about to disengage, Vicky pulled her back, “mera discharge nahin hua abhi” (haven’t discharged as yet)

 

Lisa bent forward, places his massive tool between her two lovely orbs on her bossom and starts giving him a boobfuck. Nothing was new for him but still this was different.

 

Aah aaah and he cummed by gallons.  It was so much different from others…

 

V – loved it

 

L – me too

 

V – tonight you are mine

 

L – yes but on other days will have to be careful cause of kids.

 

V – hmmmm

 

He then completed the randi registration process with her and gave her the V Locket. She wore her new Mangalsutra with some pride. 

 

Vicky was about to go for some sleep that he got a message on his cell from dad. Order was to call from the other secured number.

 

He left.

 

V – “Papa is time phone?”

 

VD (Vicky’s Dad) – Haan beta, matter a bit serious.

 

V – Kya hua (what happened)

 

VD – This bastard Sayed has again become active with not only Hawala but also some transactions to Terror groups

 

V – Oh

 

VD – You still have some time, but be careful

 

V – yes dad. Any special instructions

 

VD – not yet, but be prepared to move back at a very short notice.

 

V – ok dad

 

VD – Have increased your cover

 

V – ok papa, I know you would take care.

 

VD – chal bye

 

V – Bye papa.

 

Vicky was a bit perplexed. Things were not ordinary. They were beyond the normal. His dad was not prone to make such calls. He calls his dad back.

 

VD – kya hua

 

V – papa, agar main aapki help kar doon sayyed ka ghar wire karne mein (may I help you to get his house wired)

 

VD – that would be just lovely.

 

V – Done papa, aap us sabziwaale ko kuch dekar mere paas bhijwa dena. (you send your man in disguise of vegetable vendor to me)

 

VD – ok done.

 

So the next evening, Vicky had the sabziwala (SW) come to him with a bag of veggies.

 

SW – saab aapke liye (for you sir)

 

V – Andar aao (come in)

 

SW comes in.

 

V – How much time you will need to wire the entire house.

 

SW – 3hours.

 

V – how many men required for the job

 

SW – 3

 

V – how much notice you require to start your job.

 

SW – 2hrs

 

V – ok done.

 

Vicky arranges for his boss at his original company to call for Sayyed and his team to understand the progress and a couple of jokers from Vicky’s team too had to join.

 

Vicky takes an off and calls Adaa to service him. The keys are shared with the Intelligence wing chaps and in about 3 hours flat entire house is wired and Adaa was fucked thrice. Target achieved.

 

Vicky knows he doesn’t have much time to fuck Zainab and also revisit Roopa, the security officer officer. Because he didn’t know how it will shape up, a terrorist attack is much different from a Hawala transaction.

 

Unknown to him, Zainab had started for to meet her daughters. She lived in Noida and about a 2-3 hours atleast from Manesar. She was determined to get fucked by Vicky today.  And she was dressed for the occasion.  She took a woman driven taxi since could not take chances. She was wearing a transparent saree and skimpiest of blouse with no bra. She had taken time and made effort to get ready.

 

(Readers will notice that suddenly everything started moving a bit fast, happening so since we are reaching climax for this leg and want to move to something new)

 

In about an hour’s time, Zainab pressed the door bell. Vicky went to open it, Adaa had finished cooking and was still only wearing V locket. Vicky indicates Adaa to hide and come out at the opportune moment. She smiled and went to another room but kept on peeping in.

 

Vicky opens the door and saw the gorgeous, the sexiest, fulsome babe – Zainab.

 

Within a matter of seconds, Vicky pulls her in, closes the door and hugs from behind

 

V – thanks meri jaan

 

Zainab shrugs him and stands next to a table and sees a mirror in front. Vicky thought he moved in a bit too fast. Goes and stands behind her with his hands on her shoulders.

 

Then he managed to say “Aapki marzi ke khilaaf kuchh nahin hoga” (nothing against your wish).  While saying this he brought his right arm around her right shoulder.  Due to the deep, sleeveless blouse he was able to touch her skin for the first time.  Just like silk he thought.  She didn’t flex a muscle. He didn’t know how to interpret this.

 

He said “you are just too hot”

 

She didn’t reply but looked at the mirror.  Both pair of eyes met and he decided to venture further.  He reasoned that since Rehana and Rufina enjoyed the nape kissing and light boob massage to get into the mood, there was chance that their mother may enjoy the same.  With this great Einstein Logic he proceeded.  He moved the pony to one side and planted his lips on the soft nape of her neck.  She arched her shoulders but did not make much effort to move out.  Not the one to waste time, he landed a few more wet ones on the nape and meanwhile the right hand started its journey towards the coveted boob.  The pallu of the saree was on the left shoulder which meant the blouse covered right boob had one less layer of covering.  The tentative right hand commenced its journey and was a bit jittery when it reached its destination.  The lips were still locked to the nape, but not wetting it or kissing it, she was breathing heavily with heavy bosom having a protruded up-down movement, it seemed the time had stopped for both. 

 

The shivering hand softly touched the coveted boob and pressed it silently.  The lips had started the kisses and the breathing had become less heavy.  It was as if a movie had come to life after a pause.  The boob was big (he knew), soft but firm.  The nipples had also become firm. He did not move his hand and kept it there.  He had guessed it right.  She was weak with this combination of nape kissing and boob work. The hand now was now full on her right boob and massaging it gently.  He had big hands but still then a decent part was out of its coverage area.  A different type of coverage area problem than these days but this coverage area problem everyone would love to have.

 

After a few seconds she said “Nahin (no)” but made feeble attempts to wriggle free.  Due to this her ass-set had come in contact with his crotch and she could feel the size covered by the twin layer of undergarment and trousers.  The feeble attempts to wriggle out of his grip resulted in a beautiful rub between her ass globes and his hard tool.  She was going weak in her knees.

 

He decided to press in the advantage.  Both the hands had covered the twin peaks of glory with his lips wetting either side of neck and paid some attention to ear lobes as well.  This was close to heaven if not anything else.  The light mauling of boobs made her go further weak in knees and press her ass more into him.  He was massaging the boobs with his palms but making circles around the blouse & bra covered nipples.  This youngster knows a lot she thought.  She was his – he thought. 

 

Now with a safe knowledge of having her under control, he turned her towards him and now for the first time since she came in they made direct eye to eye contact.  She was pressed between him and the table with ass now in direct contact with table.  He took her face in his hands and lifted it towards him and both set of quivering lips came in contact.  At first she was not opening her mouth but after continued pressure she gave in.  The tongues exchanged touches and saliva with Vicky moving very expertly between upper and lower lip and tongue.  The hands still were enjoying the much bigger boobies and as the kiss progressed, she relaxed and was fully into the union.  The hands were finding it difficult to decide on which set of globes to be given preference.  They were oscillating between the well rounded heavy ass and beautiful bosom.  In between he was kissing all over her face, her neck, the upper bosom and then back to lips.  With the passionate foreplay in full swing and the saree pallu off from her shoulder he looked at 3-4 inches of divine cleavage.  Like an expert he first started kissing the bosom region around the cleavage wetting them thoroughly and then the lick started. 

 

He placed his tongue at the first button of the hook at launched the journey to the north.  Millimeter by millimeter he proceed, filling the cleavage with his rich saliva and savouring in the moment.  He was making love to her like a super lover and the age difference was adding spice to the fun.  He was doing to her which no other had been able to.  Most of them were focused only on the intercourse with little concern on the foreplay.  Vicky was definitely better than them.  The fuse was off in the lady’s mind and she pressed his head into her cleavage and he pressed his hands on her ass globes.  Just when it seemed the clothes would be off in no time, the stupid clock pendulum decided to strike 8 times indicating 8pm time.  This brought her back to some sense and she asked him to stop.

 

Adaa was privileged one to witness erotica in motion. She was rubbing herself furiously. She wished if she could replace Vicky. Zainab’s beauty had captivated her.

 

Z – Vicky main zara Re Ru se milti hoon (let me meet my daughters)

 

He did not let her go and held her arm. She was just waiting for his touch and melted into him.  This time all notions of being a good wife went with the Superfast Train.  They kissed each other like lovers.  He kneaded her boobs, her well rounded ass, licked her super silky skin.  He again exchanged saliva with her and was a bit more relaxed safe in the knowledge of not being disturbed by anyone and also that she was now a willing partner.  He was more patient and the saliva exchanges and kneading of the gigantic mammaries had become more slow and pleasurable.  Zainab never expected him to be such a master at this.

 

The pallu of the saree on her shoulder was more than willing to drop off and became successful in the same after a few attempts bringing to view the best possible view of the deep cleavage of the ample bossom.  He then noted the extra deep cut of the blouse and how it was very short as compared to other blouses. It was cut deep from both front and the back and was hiding the much wanted treasures.

 

He left her face and with one shot licked her deep cleavage.  This was unchartered for her as her husband never had licked it and even in the flings she had nobody did that to her.  Others were busy in pressing and kneading her boobs only. He was different – he was a master at pleasing women.   He held the pallu of her Saree and pulled it off slowly.  She was a willing participant and rotated to facilitate taking off her saree. It was a scene right out of a erotic one.  3-4 turns and off went the Saree. 

 

Adaa couldn’t hold herself back and came outside. By this time Zainab was in such a mental state that she was surprised or startled. A super sexy Adaa was only a welcome addition. But Vicky wanted to focus on Zainab only. So he tied up Adaa to the door handle in a manner that she could see everything but could not join.

 

He got a hanky and tied it over her eyes and led her close to the fridge.  Gradually he licked Zainab’s face throwing her into the throes of passion.  Lick by lick she was growing crazy.  He did not only wet the face but her face, cleavage, upper bosom, shoulders as she was wearing a sleeveless blouse.  She was trying to hold his head to her herself but he was too quick for her.  A couple of times she tried to get rid of her blindfold but he did not let her do so. 

 

And then, the top hook of the blouse came off giving way to more view of the deep cleavage and one by one all 4 hooks of the blouse came off.  She was in no mood to hide her modesty and he was in no mood to let her do it.  The front of the blouse opened to showcase the lacy bra encased melons.  If not melons then only god knew what were they.   She tried to take off the blouse completely which he stopped.  It was a sight worth its weight in gold, diamond, platinum.  Sitting before was the dream lady like a slut ready to bow to his demands.  He cupped her boobs over the lacy bra and kissed them again and again.  He played with the nipple from over the bra and tweaked them.

 

Vicky allowed her to remove the blouse completely and with the blouse off went the lacy bra.  He could not believe his luck of having been successful with so many hot babes at Manesar.   Vicky sucked the boobs like a kid, licked them right from the bottom to cleavage to upper bosom and back.  She also pressed his head on her ample treasures.

 

The fridge door opened and he brought out fruits starting with a banana.  What a naughty sight it was of a mature blindfolded lady, topless dancing to the tunes of the youngster and taking in the banana. Add to it the super hot Adaa was witnessing live in person.  Meanwhile he had also got rid of his garments.  She took one small bite of the banana and he pulled it out.  He then brought his own banana to her face and she opened her lips to form an O.  The lips touched his tool and as she licked the head she found the taste to be different.  He pulled it back.

 

“Kya thaa” (What was it)

 

“Kela” (banana)

 

“Kele ka swaad aisa nahin hota” (banana doesn’t taste like this) said she

 

“mard ke kele ka yahi swaad hota hai” (This was taste of a man’s banana)

 

She almost screamed when she got the import of the sentence.  Before she could say anything he again sealed it with his lips.

 

Again the fridge opened and he took out curd.  It was pretty cold.  He went to the kitchen to get some sugar as well.  He loved curd with sugar. 

 

“Kahan ho” (where r u) she said

 

“Aa raha hoon meri jaan” (coming, my darling) said he with a lot of stress on Meri and Jaan to indicate his control over her. 

 

He opened the bowl with curd and poured some of it on her heaving heavy bosom.  The chilled curd touched her deep and made her shiver.  The sensitive aerolas, nippies got stiff owing to the cold touch and as she shook her boobs as a reflex action to the chilled liquid the semi thick curd flew in all directions leaving the dusky melons in a coating of white curd.  He dipped his hand in the bowl and rubbed the curd on the much wanted love jugs.  This time she was well prepared and did not react much however the nippies continued to be stiff in attention.  He then he spread half spoonful of sugar on the curd and went down to lick the curd from the boobs.  Due to the movement some of the curd started dripping from the nippies which he was too happy to lick up for the lovely lady.  The luscious beauty found new avenues of love making.  The sheer style of love making made her forget that she was a wife and a mother.  Here she was in her glory as a wanton slut and loved did she her current state.  The sweet curd was lapped up lick by lick and out came the honey.  The honey was spread on her boobs individually and lapped up with all earnest.  She was enjoying it to the fullest and so was he.  Another dip in the honey bottle and it was smeared all over her full lips.  Just like her breasts he licked every drop of honey from her lips and tongue.

 

By that time she was shaking her head in pure ecstacy. Vicky took pity on her predicament and off went her cloth which was a semblance of a petticoat.  She was now only her panties and nothing else.  A mature lady only in her panties with her upper body smeared with honey, curd, sugar and being licked by a youngster  who was young enough to be her son.  This was fascinating.  He saw the lacy panty and pulled it down to her knees and from there they were off. Her well shaven pussy came to view.  He wanted to ravage it her and now but thought of being patient. 

 

Adaa had started dripping love juices by now. This was far far erotic for her. Even better than sex.

 

Zainab was waiting with a baited breath.  He was licking her all over and his hands were doing magic to the boobs, tweaking nippies as per convenience and also continued mauling them.  By now his right hand had reached between her legs and started drawing circles with his digits.  This was giving her ever more pleasure.  The index finger had started imploring the pussy and within a few seconds the finger had penetrated the wet pussy lips.  The finger got wet by the love juices and a few movements of the index digit got her to cum like niagra falls.  The love juices were oozing out of the pussy forming a trail over her thigh to the floor.  He stopped licking her bosom and went down on her beautiful pussy.  He first played with it by drawing circles around it and licking the soft skin next to the pussy lips.  This was making her go mad.  She put both her hands on his head and forced him on her cunt. 

 

He licked her forcefully once and then continued the cat and mouse game around it.  The forceful expert lick, the sheer audacity and naughtiness of the act was letting loose the wild side of her.

 

“Kar na” (Do it) she pleaded

 

“Kya karoon” (what should I do)

 

“Drama mat kar” (don’t act)

 

“Aap batao naa” (you tell) he decided to prolong her pleasureable misery.

 

“Ussey Chaat” (lick that)

 

“ussey kisse” (who that) saying that he licked the sensitive skin around her cunt and also her inner thighs.  He was enjoying her torture.

 

“Meri ko chaat” (lick my pussy) she almost shouted.

 

“Aise bol naa ki teri choot chaatni hai” (tell then that it your pussy that should be licked).  He emphasized “Teri” which in Hindi is used for friends or younger ones and is considered a bit derogatory than “aap” which is used for giving respect.  English language does not give the luxury of such nuances.

 

She was at point of not being concerned with the nuances of the language.

 

“Haan meri choot chaatni hai” (yes you need to lick my cunt)

 

And then the expert licker in him started the fun.  He first licked it from top to bottom and then reversed the cycle.  After quite a few such licks which were running parallel to the ample attention by his hands to her ample heaving bossom he stopped.  Very skillfully he parted the two pussy lips and bit them gently.  This caused her to explode in sheer lascivious pleasure.  Then the strong toungue licked the exposed pussy part.  The love bite at the prohibited place and the lick to the inner walls of the pussy lips lost it or won it for her.  She was on the verge of her orgasm.  Her head was swinging in passion, her eyes were half closed as if dazed and she was saying “yes, yes.”

 

She felt the pleasure of a thousand needles pricking her most pleasurable spots to give her the wild sensation.  Suddenly her thighs tightened her grip on his neck/head region and she pushed her head more towards her pussy, if there was scope and up/down movement of her hip gave away her condition.  The experienced, matured hottie had cummed in twice and the kid was yet to, though he was very close to it.

 

She took time to take some breath. Vicky had made her breathless.

 

It was then that she had seen the gigantic tool in its full glory and was mesimerised by it as so many else had been and so many would be.  She wrapped her soft hands around it and brought her face to it.

 

“Choos le” (suck it)

 

She complied. 

 

The soft lips covered the knob of the piston and the tongue played with it.  She had done it before with others and knew how to do it.  The only issue was of the sheer magnitude of the tool.  She was finding it difficult to gulp the whole of it.  It was hitting her deep in her throat with about half still out.  She was not able to get any rhythm.  Vicky meanwhile had other ideas.

 

He then made her lay on the back and placed himself on her stomach with legs on either side and engulfed his dick by her huge mammaries.  He was to tit-fuck.  This was one thing nobody had done with her. He pushed the boobies more towards the cock, she helped and held her ample bossom in place and he started the up & down motion.  It was beyond words.  Soon they developed a rhythm. The simple harmonic motion (he loved physics) had got them into a groove.  The tool would go up to hitting her chin and then back.  The lusty evening made him cum pretty early.  The streams of rich white cum was spread on her boobs, neck, upper bossom.  For a good measure he massaged it and enjoyed coating Zainab with his seed. The ivory skin got another coating of sheen.

 

Before she could finish enjoying the seed massage on her boobs, he made her swing around to her fours with her well rounded and much desired ass looking up pointing to him.  He wanted to do this from the time he had laid his eyes on Zainab, even though via net, and here it was.  The python needed no second invitation than a tantalizing close sexy ass to come back to life.  And raging it was.

 

He placed the pole on the asshole and pushed the pole in the hole.  Inch by inch it started going in with Zainab flinching in pain and feeling that her eyes would pop out of her sockets.  He had brought the Vaseline close and applied generous doses on the pole and the hole to shove it in.  Inch by inch the whole tenner went it and she shrieked.  This was the biggest she had seen and taken in and biggest by a country mile that she took in her ass.  Huge was the only word that came to her. 

 

He had built up a rhythm of ass fucking her.  Her boobs were bouncing everywhere and he was holding her.  He then adjusted his tool, pulled her back to hold her boobs and continued fucking her.  The boob massage and the ass hole fucking was just simply great.  Though the pose was a bit difficult to balance for long but it was nevertheless very pleasurable.  He allowed her to go back to all fours and he held her mane.  His favourite routine of fucking ass. The volcano erupted.  Streams of semen went in and he collapsed on top of her.  The clock reached 9.30pm.  Both were looking at each other of a mission having been accompalished but just as they were to proceed, the phone rang.

 

It was his dad.

 

Vicky indicated others to be quiet and picked up the call

 

V – hi dad

 

VD – thoda free hoja jo kar raha hai, a bit urgent (free yourself from whatever you are doing, call it is a bit urgent)

 

V – papa thoda time lagega, ghar pe guests hain (some guests have come, will take time)

 

VD – Tera baap hoon, I know who all are there, 10 minutes flat (I am your dad)

 

V – oh ok papa, sorry papa

 

VD – koi baat nahin (no problems)

 

Vicky manages to send Zainab and Adaa telling something very urgent has come and he has to discuss something with his dad etc., some family issue was the preferred excuse. 

 

Adaa & Zainab left, both fulfilled and both incomplete for some reason. 

 

As Zainab was leaving for her daughters’ flat, Adaa mentioned “Zainab, aaj mera ghar khaali hai” (my house is vacant today)

 

Zainab smiled and nodded in affirmative. Both had captivated each other.

 

Zainab went to meet her daughters, Paramjeet and her two nieces. The flat on 7th floor was overflowing with beauty, sexuality and Vicky’s keeps.

 

V – ji dad

 

VD – Vicky it is getting serious now. More inputs to confirm terror links.

 

V – hmmmm next what

 

VD – you will have to wait. In case you leave for Delhi, Syed will be alarmed. Sorry beta but I have got you in a spot of bother.

 

V – Naa dad, I know you have my back covered.  But I understand.

 

VD – thanks beta

 

V – Dad is Roopa aware?

 

VD – being briefed right now by IG.

 

V – ok.

 

VD – Son for 2-3 days, busy yourself too much in office. Get Syed’s wife, Adaa hai na, to be at your place doing anything ranging from cleaning, cooking .. I want Syed to feel he is free. It is getting to final stage now.

 

V – done dad.

 

VD – Love you beta

 

V – love you dad

 

VD – my sources tell me the lady who paid a visit a couple of hours back is very beautiful

 

V – papa !!

 

VD – ha ha ha ha

 

VD – Enjoy your life son

 

V – love you dad, how is mom

 

VD – she is fine. She knows nothing about these things

 

V – ok dad

 

So next afternoon, Vicky had a regular lunch at his place with Adaa serving him food and herself.  He left telling Adaa what to do in his absence and he will be a bit late.  At office, Syed saw Vicky super tied up and left grinning. Adaa being at Vicky’s place gave him ample time.

 

He started making a few calls, used his laptop etc. The guys at the other end of the survelliance equipment were having a field day. But the tips were very dangerous, Syed was planning a terror attack during a celebrity visit in Manesar. Roopa and her 3 idiots too were aware. Only thing they were not aware of was Vicky’s role in getting Syed’s house wired up.

 

Suddenly 3-4 new autos & taxis stood near their society. All undercover agents, there to keep an eye on Syed and save Vicky at all costs. Levers of government agencies were moving.

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A film crew was coming to Manesar for promoting their film. The lead actor of the movie was known for his nationalist stand.  The terror group from Kashmir had managed to have 5 terrorists reach Manesar. The intelligence squad was keeping a close watch, wired Syed was of great help and source of info.

 

Roopa too was ready for this and she knew importance of Vicky in entire game. Though she didn’t know exact details but her info was enough. The celebrity programme was to start at around 7pm in one of the malls in Manesar on Saturday.

 

It was Thursday, Vicky had left his factory but had to go to some place for a short stopover. His dad had told him to avoid any celebrity event. So he was maintaining a safe distance, both in terms of time and in kilometers, little did he know that his safe distance will be right in the middle of the storm.

 

On Thursday there was a massive rally in Gurgaon and given terror input, agencies had moved in full strength for the rally, thinking that they will move back on Friday to take care of terrorists.

 

It was like that they had got an inkling of agencies tracking them.  They decided to cause maximum damage and split themselves in two groups of 2 & 3 each.  The 2 member group went towards Bus Stand to fire and cause maximum damage and the other one wanted to give security officer authorities the slip.

 

The government agencies cornered the two member group and encounter started. Forces were being mobilized. Roopa with her team of 25  was patrolling a key exit point and the 3 terrorist group manage to get close to that exit point. Realizing that no way they could win against 25 trained security officer officers, they decided to take a detour. Roopa wa alert to the situation, she saw a car taking a U Turn and then moving in another direction. She took 6-7 security officermen and started chasing them.

 

In the meanwhile, Syed was getting ready to move out. He too had come to know that government had become aware of terror plot and sooner than later traces will reach his place.  As he asks the guards to open the gate, he saw himself surrounded by gunmen in plain clothes. He was pushed in a different car and he was sped away. Two days later he was shot in an “encounter” trying to escape, after all information was extracted from him.

 

Roopa and team was getting closer to the terrorists car and was asking them to stop by their Public Address System, making the terrorists car to pick up more speed.  It is here that Vicky was close to that road that he saw a Hyundai car running away followed by a security officer jeep.  He could recognize his Roopa and her 3 idiots and just in a flash decided to follow them.  May be, putting country before self ran in his family.

 

The car took a sharp turn towards wasteland and stopped causing a lot of dust to rise blinding the following jeep. As Roopa and her team got out they were fired upon by automatic weapons and two of her men got hurt. Vicky too had reached by then and he crawled and took security officer’s help to take two of their men to safety of their car and sped off towards the nearest post. Thankfully it was not serious injury to both but wound caused blood loss.  The other security officer party met Vicky and took their men towards hospital and they asked for reinforcements. 

 

Meanwhile Vicky decided to go back to the action spot. He just picked up the weapons of the injured security officermen. Two pistols and a few magazines. One of them was a Gurkha and gave Vicky his Khukri. A team of 4 had come to take their comrades to hospital, two of them joined Vicky, they had come loaded.

 

By the time Vicky reached the spot with the two security officermen, tables had turned, Roopa and Jasdeep were cornered in one place by two terrorists and Jasdeep had got bullet wounds in his arms and legs. Roopa had run out of her bullets and Terrorists saw that and had held her captive.

 

As Vicky reached Rajwinder & Amandeep were injured, security officer pistols or revolvers were no match to AK 47s of terrorists. The two new security officermen still had automatic rifles and encounter started.  The terrorist had positioned himself nicely at a height giving him advantage and he could see every movement and was taking his time to aim and shoot.

 

Vicky just asked other security officermen to give cover fire as he had to rush towards Roopa. At an opportune time, he managed to run away from the range of terrorist , unseen, and rushed towards Roopa’s direction as told by Raj & Aman.

 

Given Roopa’s beauty, terrorists could not control their animal instincts and one of them held her from back with the one in front torn open her shirt and bra with a knife and started sucking and mauling the two boobies.

 

T1 (terrorist 1 & terrorist 2 are T1 & T2)

 

T1 – Saali kaafir aurat, tujhe pahele chodenge phir maar denge (you kaafir lady, will bang you and then kill you)

 

T2 rubs his cock on her ass.

 

Roopa was unfazed. “Saale lund toh khada kar leta” she said it to the one behind, basically telling his was a softie.

 

T 2 – khabeez ki bachchi, (he rams his cock more).

 

Vicky came behind them and was weighing his options of attack.

 

Jasdeep had closed his eyes in shame. He was badly wounded was helpless. 

 

Vicky just took out the Khukri since he was not sure how to use Pistol properly. He was a strong lad, so physical duel was best option for him.  Silently he moved into the best position and as T1 was lowering Roopa’s trousers and licking her pussy, and T2 was laughing and calling her all sorts of names, Vicky flung himself in air and with one stroke, pierced T2’s neck from behind.

 

UUuggghh was the last sound that emanated from T2, as T1 looked up, Roopa kicked him and before he could go towards his weapon, Vicky pounced on him piercing his thigh with khukhri.

 

T1 screamed aloud, making everyone hear his scream in near vicinity causing worry to T3 and elation to cops engaged in encounter with him.

 

V – Saale bahenchod tu bang karega Kafir aurat ka (you will bang a kafir woman) he hissed

 

T2 – aaaahhh

 

Vicky took his khukhri and chopped off T2’s genitals.

 

 

Aaahhhhhhhhh – he screamed.

 

V – bahenchod, teri gaand main maarunga woh bhi khukhri se. (I will fuck your ass with this khukhri)

 

T2 screamed in a mix of pain and fear.

 

Roopa meanwhile went towards Jasdeep and comforted him.

 

Jasdeep had his eyes closed, since he knew the shirt was torn..

 

Vicky flung his shirt towards Roopa. She thanked him.

 

With renewed vigour, the cops killed T3 and they took Raj & Aman towards hospital.  The remaining security officer chap ran towards Roopa’s spot and froze when he saw Jasdeep injured and then saw Vicky putting the khukhri in T2’s ass and rotating it. Nobody had seen that side of Vicky. It was a first for Vicky even.

 

Before Vicky could go further, Roopa picked her pistol and killed T2 firing 3 shots at him. The other cop was asked to take Jasdeep to hospital and it was Roopa and Vicky alone with the bodies of 3 terrorists.  They stood guard.

 

R – tu kyon aaya (why did you come)

 

V – saale mere maal ko chod rahe thhey (they were fucking my babe)

 

R – chup saale, aise mein bhi jokes (you cracking jokes even now)

 

V – Roopa, tera husn, tera jism kaam aa gaya.

 

Roopa smiles and they hug each other.

 

Meanwhile large security officer troops move towards the spot. Roopa tells Vicky the story to be sold.

 

The IG comes himself and sees Roopa in a shirt and Vicky in a vest.

 

R – sir Vicky hero hai aajka. Isne khukhri se attack kiya ek terrorists pe and killed him in a flash and then attack the other. In the fight, when the other terrorist was trying to shoot at Vicky, I shot him. But Vicky had injured him like hell before that.

 

IG smiled, sensing the gaps in the story.

 

IG called Vicky’s dad and explained him everything.

 

VD – Proud of you son

 

V – thanks dad

 

That night, Roopa took Vicky to a hotel and they spent the night there. 

 

Next morning, Vicky packed his bags and left for Delhi. 

 

The newspapers / TV channels were full of foiled terror attack stories with Roopa, Rajwinder, Aman, Jasdeep and other security officer officers becoming cynosure of eyes. The media was told about a civilian’s act of bravery but for safety reasons, name was not divulged.

 

Vicky’s keeps in that society realized who the person might have been. 

 

Vicky’s dad ensured that the message was sent to Vicky’s boss, owner of the company, to send Vicky to some other assignment in other part of country. The owner was himself son of a senior Army officer and understood such things. Vicky got in touch with his keeps at Manesar and got Adaa a job in a hotel in Delhi, thanks to Mrs Kapoor. All of them were taken away from the Manesar Society and asked to maintain a low profile. Lisa couldn’t move for obvious reasons, she was asked to leave for some vacation with kids. She went and returned after a couple of months. Kids’ college was told to comply.

 

(I am now going to give a break to this story for some time. Am thinking of penning a new idea that came about after reading one other story on xossip. Will revisit My Story after some more time with some new ideas)

 

Meanwhile anyone willing to pick up threads from here and write on the same thread, welcome. Only condition no incest.

 

 

 

 

 

We move the story forward and it is almost 8-10 months since the terrorist incident. Vicky after a sabbatical had moved to a sister concern of the parent company in Greater Noida area.  For 2 months after terrorist incident in Manesar he moved to some special place created by Intelligence agencies to hide their assets, and when his dad was sure that he would be safe, he got him out and the parent company was too glad to accommodate him in their sister concern. He was an asset. The sister concern was a very small company of around 35-40 staff, though they were into hardcore engineering services. Vicky was given the role of COO to manage the show. He was the de-facto boss of that entity.

 

In next 6-7 months, Vicky became a much valued asset. Vicky’ dad ensured that there was no let up in keeping Vicky safe. Terrorists and their sympathizers had luxury of finding him and attacking him as per their choice. Security agencies had to deliver everytime and always. Since Syed was dead, hence link reaching out to Vicky was thin. Also to confuse the anti national forces, the entire team of Vicky was shifted. Mrs Kapoor was feeling blessed to have resources like Sadaf, Zarina, Sonia and the new addition Adaa was helping her clinch the deals. Adaa too was enjoying being with hotties and making love to them.  She had no qualms about Syed being dead.

 

Vicky had a studio Apartment given to him by the company, about 2km from the office. He had a plush office and had an executive assistant. A super sexy Sonia Kaur who was also a regular visitor to his studio apartment during non office hours and Vicky had helped her to blossom a lot.

 

After some gap of a few months, he had made contact with his entire harem barring Lisa and now had many visitors to take care of his needs.  Adaa was the most frequent one. Zainab, Paramjeet and their daughters/nieces gave good competition to Sonia. Mrs Kapoor, Safia, their daughters, nieces etc, all would turn up, making even Sonia to sit up and take notice.

 

Sonia was getting married and had to relocate to Canada and hence the need to have a replacement. Company head knew value of Vicky and some bit about his sexcapades but he was too valuable an asset to be lost. Sonia was around 29-30yrs old and was getting married to some chap who was well settled in Canada. Wedding was a few months away and hence she was asked to get a god replacement. Vicky had told her about what all he needed in an EA including sexual part.

 

S – Vicky boss

 

V – bol (Tell)

 

S – Meri cousin hai, Ashmeet, bahut sundar hai (my cousin Ashmeet is very beautiful)

 

V – hmmmm then

 

S – you take her as EA

 

V – she knows about sexual game

 

S – not yet, main brief kar doongi (I will brief her)

 

V – show her pic

 

Sonia opens her FB account to show her pics. She was beautiful and curvy. Vicky liked her.

 

V – is she working

 

S – hmmm as some admin assistant

 

V – Sonia I want her

 

S – done boss. Toh EA banaoge?

 

V – no, our Admin chap, Karan, is also putting in his papers.

 

S – But he hasn’t resigned

 

V – arrey baba I know. He applied for a position in a company and got selected. My friend is HR head there.

 

S – boss tussi great ho

 

S – Vicky Ash ko EA bana lo (make her an EA)

 

V – pata hai you want your sis to make good money. Trust me.

 

S – but Vicky

 

Vicky pulls her in his lap. He had a very big office and Sonia had done “extra work” in every nook and corner of the room and bathroom.

 

V – Samajh, getting her as a replacement for Karan at lower wages will be easy. None will notice. All sardarnis are Kaurs. Kisi ko pata nahin chalega. For EA, salary is more, likely that even MD may want to check credentials. Phir kya karegi tu? (none will know, what will you do then?)

 

S – as you say boss but give her good appraisal every year

 

V – depends on her performance

 

Both laugh…

 

Next day Karan resigned and Ashmeet was asked to apply. Since it was a regular replacement position, owner trusted Vicky to take call. Job was Ashmeet’s. A word about Ashmeet.

 

5feet 3 inches, milky white complexion, cat eyes, extremely good features, lush lips. Very kissable. Straight hair right upto lower back. Boobs and ass well proportioned, not extraordinary but good sized.

 

She was given appointment letter and asked to resign in her previous organization and join them a few days before Karan left to ensure handing over.

 

Sonia briefed the head hunters for the EA position and Vicky had interviewed almost 8-9 candidates and the girls/women they had sent focused more on physical attributes. God knows what they understood.  Out of 8-9 4 were fit for a brothel. Vicky looked at Sonia angrily and she in turn gave a piece of her mind to the consulting firm. As per policy of their company, the position was also advertised on the website and HR forwarded a few CVs to Vicky for his consideration. 

 

It was a Saturday and Vicky kept that day reserved for interviews.  He had shortlisted 5 CVs and till now out of 4 CV he had shortlisted 2 for further rounds. The candidates were well rounded in body shape, experience, intellect… not necessarily in the same order though.

 

The HR person called Vicky to inform that the last candidate, Safiya Qureshi will be a bit late, by about 15 minutes since the taxi she took got a flat tyre. Vicky understood and took a tea break.  He called Sonia to his office and enjoyed some extra curricular activity. After about 12-15 minutes, he got a message from HR that the last candidate had arrived.

 

Vicky told HR to let her wait for a few minutes and let her gather her bearings. In the mean time Vicky too went to the washroom and freshened up and then he went through the CV again.

 

Safiya Qureshi, age 38 years, Post Graduate, related experience 14 years. Lived pretty close to where Vicky lived. Had 3 kids (all daughters). Hubby – in private service.  The lady had good credentials in terms of quality experience.

 

And then she walked in.

 

“May I come in” a very soft voice filled the vaccum in Vicky’s room. Without looking up, he said “yes please” and then looked up as the angel from above walked in his office.

 

Vicky was bowled over.

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She was creamy white in complexion with unblemished skin.

 

Wavy hair running upto mid back with streaks bleached light brown.

 

Tall lady – about 5.7

 

Big lady – you know what is big when we say that

 

Wearing a chiffon saree, peach coloured, very nicely wrapped around her super voluptuous figure, doing justice to god’s marvel.  The proud bazookas stood out with some arrogance. No wonder bazookas were proud, they were either 38DD or E cup size atleast and didn’t sag.  The sleeveless blouse was not vulgar but couldn’t hide the assets of lavishly endowed Saffiya. He could see upper swells of boobs and about 3 inches long cleavage.

 

A dazzling smiled with pearls like teeth greeted Vicky.

 

S – I am sorry sir

 

V – don’t be, happens, and  I am Vicky and not sir.  Even if you are selected as my EA, even then.

 

S – oh ok (smiles)

 

S – I would be ….

 

V – yes my EA. Oh ok (smiles) I don’t look old enough to be a COO.

 

Saffiya smiles shyly.

 

V – So let me ask the most difficult question of an interview – tell me something about yourself.

 

Saffiya smiled and started.

 

Vicky was just zapped. While she entered, Vicky had focused on her main assets like body shape, size etc but now looked at her face. Had exquisite features. Big round eyes, sharp nose, lush lips, string of pearls like teeth.  She was just just perfect. No other word.  Vicky had shortlisted her seeing her CV only and then selected her being seeing her in person.

 

As the interview meandered towards the usual stuff, Vicky asked her.

 

V – Safiya you have Iranian/Arab looks, am I wrong

 

She smiles and said “no you are not wrong” and continued “my lineage is from Iran and Arab. We moved to India in 1979, at time of ---c revolution in Iran”

 

V – explains your exotic looks.  I have had a few '. girlfriends but none can hold a candle to you. Though they are gorgeous themselves

 

Safiya smiled again.

 

V – I must confess, you rank amongs the top two most gorgeous women I have seen in person. (in his mind the other one was Mrs Kapoor)

 

S – thanks Vicky but you quite handsome yourself.

 

V – To be in your league, I should have been either Ranbeer Kapoor or Hrithik Roshan

 

She laughed.

 

V – since I am quite ept at technology, hence I don’t need a regular secretary but someone who can put some thought into the work and help me with client meetings and track progress on my behalf.

 

S – I have experience of the same

 

V – Good.

 

V – Ours is an expanding company and is about client servicing, I am sure you can handle client teams

 

S – yes pls.  In my previous organization used to take care of business and personal visitors of the MD

 

V – good good.

 

Vicky then asked a few more questions about work demands and then moved to a bit casual stuff.

 

V – who all in your family

 

S – hubby self and 3 daughters

 

V – must be 3 very beautiful daughters

 

Safiya smiles and then nods a yes

 

V – obviously, girls tend to take looks from their mom and in this case original source code is mind boggling.

 

She smiles and then says “thanks”

 

V – ok Safiya, I am impressed with the credentials, our HR will let you know soon.

 

She got up and usual thanks and left, Vicky then saw another of god’s creation. It was big, it was round, it was shapely, it was alluring, it was mouth watering – what an ass !!

 

Vicky had great luck with ladies and him having tasted so many goods only saved him from a heart attack. Otherwise any other lesser mortal would have had one. It was so lovely.

 

He called up and told HR team. “Safiya selected, negotiate and get her”

 

As Vicky kept down the phone, Sonia walked in

 

S – Boss she is a bomb

 

V – You saw her

 

S – Yes Vicky – hire her, I will train her.

 

V – Lesbo ho gayi hai kya (u turned lesbo)

 

S – For her yes

 

Both laugh

 

V – I will get her my way. Only thing you have to tell her about me if you talk dirty is about size of cock and my stamina in love making.

 

S – aye aye sir

 

V – Chal aa – lund choos, saali khada kar gayi (come suck cock, it hard cause of her)

 

Sonia got down to work at hand and after 15-20 minutes, Vicky cummed in her mouth and she had his semen like so many times earlier.

 

In a couple of days, Vicky got the news that she had accepted the offer and would be joining in about 3 weeks as had to do handing over in previous organization.  Good professional conduct he thought.

 

After acceptance of offer, Vicky sent a FB friend request which was accepted. In the meantime Sonia got on the job, she would talk 2-3 times a week with Safiya. Safiya was feeling wanted. It was like a girl talking to her would be sister in law. Sonia told her about Vicky likes dislikes, nature of work, his nature,demands etc.

 

Sonia used to live alone in Greater Noida with her family being based in Chandigarh. One fine day, Sonia had visitors. It was her mom and dad. They had come to Greater Noida to take Sonia to Delhi for some wedding shopping.  Sonia brought them to meet Vicky her boss.

 

Her dad was about 5.8-5.9. Slim built and as Vicky knew BP and Sugar had taken their toll on his body.  The features were good. The voice was soft bordering on meek. Same could not have been said for her mom. She was a Bomb. Not in league of Safiya but definitely quite comparable to Sonia herself. She was afterall the original source code for Sonia. She was Aanchal Kaur.  She knew how to carry herself. Sonia had once told Vicky that her mom was very young when she married and she was born soon after. Aanchal was in 48-49 type age bracket and she didn’t look a day above 40. Sonia was a curvy babe and so was her mom.

 

A – Sonia aapke baare mein bahut baatein karti hai (Sonia talks a lot about you)

 

V – Itni gaaliyan deti hai? (abuses me so much)

 

A – (smiles) bahut tareef karti hai (praises you a lot)

 

V – Once she is gone, will miss her a lot. Very efficient, knew everything about my needs and did everything to satisfy me.

 

Vicky looks at Sonia and then Aanchal. Aanchal gets the import. Sonia’s dad is still a dodo in all this.

 

A – boss achha ho toh care karne mein mazaa aata hai (you love taking care of a good boss)

 

Vicky smiles “Mam I hope Sonia ke jaane ke baad bhi hum touch mein rahen” (hope we remain in touch even after Sonia is married)

 

A – oh bilkul

 

Sonia’s dad is smiling.  Vicky shares his number and takes of both (Aanchal and her hubby)

 

V – abhi toh aap logon ke chakkar lagenge Delhi (you would visit Delhi often for shopping?)

 

A – hmmmm

 

S – Mom sir ne Ashmeet ko bhi job de di (Sir gave job to Ashmeet too)

 

SD (Sonia’s dad) – Thanks beta ji

 

V – welcome sir

 

V – I am sure Ashmeet will work as sincerely as Sonia

 

A – Sonia tell Ash to take care of Vicky sir.

 

Vicky and Sonia smiled and looked at Anchal, she too smiled. Daddy was still a dodo in the game.

 

SD – so beta ji, shall we leave.

 

V – uncle itna mazaa aa raha tha (was enjoying your company so much)

 

A – but we have to leave.

 

V – hmmm no probs.

 

S – Sir may I

 

V – jaao yaar, enjoy.

 

They had booked a taxi and uncle sat in the front and mom daughter duo at the back.  After about 20 minutes, Vicky sends a message to Sonia, “u and aunty sitting together or is it uncle aunty”

 

S – “me mom – why”

 

V – your mom is hot

 

S – I know

 

V – I will be sending some messages to her, tell me her reaction

 

V – hi Aanchal ji

 

Aanchal is surprised to see Vicky’s message

 

A – hello

 

V – thanks for being Sonia’s mom

 

A – meaning?

 

V – Thanks for being so beautiful – that’s why Sonia is hot too

 

Anchal smiles

 

Sonia sends msg to him “Mom is smiling – what are you telling her”

 

V “Telling her that she is hot”

 

S – J

 

A – thanks Vicky, but I am your mom’s age

 

V – so I cannot praise beauty of a mature woman?

 

A - J you play with words well

 

V – you like it?

 

A - J

 

A – So Sonia takes good care of you

 

V – you have got the hint

 

A - J

 

V – Wish you were my saas

 

A – me?

 

V – yes

 

A – why

 

V – every groom wants a hot saas

 

A – ha ha ha

 

S – mom is smiling and enjoying chat with you.

 

A – saas se flirt karte ? (you would have flirted with your mother in law)

 

V – would have gone all the way, not only flirting

 

A – besharam J

 

V – Aanchal ji

 

A – hmmm

 

V – you are sexy

 

A - J

 

V – you don’t look a day over 40.

 

A – thank you J

 

V – I hope aap thoday dino ke liye Sonia ke paas raho (wish you stay for some days with Sonia)

 

A – naughty J

 

V – you have me captivated

 

A – thanks

 

A – we are about to reach destination, rest later.

 

V – just a sec

 

A – hmm?

 

V – muuuahhhh

 

A – what

 

V – kiss hai

 

A – I know, bye.

 

Sonia calls Vicky

 

S – what have you written to mom, tab se smile kar rahi hain aur mujhe bhi known smiles de rahin hain (smiling since then and giving known smiles)

 

Vicky sends her the conversation

 

A few minutes later

 

S – meri maa bhi chodoge (u will fuck my mom)

 

V – with her consent only.

 

V – tell her that I am requesting you to buy for her a deep cleavage tight suit to show her assets

 

Sonia complies and Aanchal blushes like hell

 

At night Sonia and Aanchal sleep together.

 

S – maa kya jaadu kar diya Vicky pe, aapke baare mein pooch raha tha (what magic you have done to him)

 

A – kuchh bhi toh nahin, tu bata bahut care karti hai uski (nothing, you tell what is this about taking good care)

 

S – mom sach bolun, aap bura toh nahin maanogi (should I tell truth, hope you wont mind)

 

A – yes

 

S – I have done everything for him. Bahut raatein uske ghar pe bitaayi hain (have spent many nights at his place)

 

A – what …. Your life…. For promotion?

 

S – no for fun. He is too good in bed. 

 

A – sharm nahin aati maa se aisee batein karti hai (aren’t you ashamed, talking like this with mom)

 

Sonia smiles – aapko sharm nahin aati bachchi se aisee batein karte ho (aren’t you ashamed of talking like this with ur daughter)

 

Both laugh.

  

S – ma don’t know if I would be able to respect my husband in love making after having tasted Vicky

 

A – is he that good

 

S – not only that good but very big too.

 

Sonia then makes hand gestures to indicate a 10-11 inch length and a big girth.  Aanchal was dumbfounded but kept her cool.  She then told Aanchal of his harem of sexy women. She showed her pics of most of his GFs on a separate FB page that he had made for all of his conquests. Most of them were there and knew each other well. It was big happy family.  Aanchal was mighty impressed.

 

Vicky didn’t message Aanchal the next day. She got restless but couldn’t do anything. The day was spent in shopping but time & again she was checking her mobile for messages. Meanwhile Sonia had given that input to Vicky.

 

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The same night, when she was still with Sonia, they had to travel back to Chandigarh the next morning, Vicky sent Aanchal a message.

 

V – So shopping kaisee rahi Aanchal ji (how was the shopping)

 

A – good

 

V – hope you bought one suit as per my request

 

A – I bought as per my choice

 

V – but I think for one set our choices will converge

 

A – I don’t know

 

V – Sonia was telling that you are 3 sisters, the other two being younger than you

 

A – yes then

 

V – Are they as beautiful as you?

 

A – yes

 

V – phir toh aapki family mein shaadi karni padegi

 

A - J

 

V – Sonia’s dad seems to be a simple person

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – aap toh aag ka gola ho (you are fire ball)

 

A - J

 

V – can we be friends

 

A – why

 

V – talking to you as Sonia’s mom brings in some formality and distance

 

A – u were formal till now – rascal J

 

V – soch lo formal mein aisa toh informal mein kya hoga (think of our talks in formal imagine informal talks)

 

A - J J

 

V – Aanchal, Sonia is lovely in bed. Bomb hai

 

A – I know that you two were involved but I don’t want to discuss it. You two are adults.

 

V – hmmmm

 

V – aap mein ek baat hai (you have something in you)

 

A – I know

 

V – ek kashish hai (pull factor)

 

A – I know

 

V – till her marriage, will you allow Sonia to spend nights or days with me for “extra work”

 

A – her choice

 

V – I want your permission

 

A – I have given her freedom

 

V – hmmmm

 

Vicky didn’t press the sexual part in conversation and both talked about general things like his girl friends, office, family etc and likewise he did for her. After exchanging messages for about two hours, they ended the interaction.

 

Aanchal and Vicky continued their interaction on chat and phone and came closer. Vicky was keeping it decent.

 

A few days later, Sonia called up Safiya

 

(we will use Sn for Sonia and Sf for Safiya)

 

Sn – hi Safiya

 

Sf – Hi Sonia

 

Sn – so getting ready to join us

 

Sf – oh yes, I am almost through here

 

Sn – then why don’t you join us early

 

Sf – formalities you know, but will check

 

They continued for a few more minutes on generic talk about their previous mails exchanged etc.

 

Sn – ek personal baat poochun (may I ask something personal)

 

Sf – yes

 

Sn – your colleagues in ur company must be heartbroken

 

Sf – ha ha ha … yes yes …I know what you mean

 

Sn – you have a divine body…what men dream of

 

Sf – I am blessed

 

Sn – your boss must be most heartbroken

 

Sf – ha ha ha…yes but I never let him cross the line

 

Sn – darling you are a treat for the eyes

 

Sf – thank you

 

Sf – how is Vicky as a boss in that sense

 

Sn – If you want to maintain distance …he respects and is totally professional

 

Sf – and…..

 

Sn – If you want to enjoy..he is the best

 

Sf – meaning…..

 

Sn – yes…..I am his…he is the best.

 

Sf- so he expects it from me too

 

Sn – no… but I am sure he wont say no if you insist

 

Sf – insist…ha ha ha…so will he flirt with me

 

Sn – he likes to crack jokes and praise women..that is there..but if he sees that you don’t like it, he will back off. Cannot stop his eyes from looking at you though

 

Sf – hmmmmm

 

Sf – any office dress rules

 

Sn – nothing much… darling aap toh bori pahen lo tab bhi kayamat lago (you would look hot if you wear a sack)

 

Sf – thanks ……

 

Sn – he has no shortage of women to please him

 

Sf – in office? ….

 

Sn – naaa…he has a lot of beautiful women friends ready to please him…and they are beautiful.

 

Sf - J let him enjoy…mujhe kya

 

Sn – told you, if you want to maintain distance, he too shall respect it

 

Sf – hmmm …. I will try to complete formalities sooner.

 

Sn – thanks

 

Sonia had recorded everything and recording was sent to Vicky who rewarded Sonia with a 3 hour marathon sex.

 

As they finished sex, Sonia asked Vicky

 

S – Maalik, aapka nishana mom pe hai? (you aiming at my mom)

 

V – your mom is hot, I wont force

 

S – my dad is a nice person

 

V – hmmmm…but what if your mom gives me line

 

S – then what can I say

 

V – I can understand your situation….

 

As they were talking, it was almost 12 at night. Sonia’s dad was not at his home and had gone out for an overnight trip. Vicky got a call from Aanchal

 

Vicky asks Sonia “ab kya karun” (now what?)

 

Sonia understands and keeps quiet.

 

Vicky puts it on the speaker mode and asks Sonia to be quiet

 

V – hello Aanchal ji how are you

 

A – badiya, you tell, kya kar rahe thhey (where were u busy)

 

V – sach kahun (shall I tell truth)

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – had a marathon 3hr sex with Sonia

 

A – kyaaaa

 

V – ji

 

A – Sonia kahan hain.

 

V – so rahi hai, thak gayi hai. (sleeping, tired)

 

A – 3 ghante??

 

V –ji apni apni capacity hai

 

A – badmash chup (she was not angry)

 

V – Aanchal ji….muuahhhh

 

A – Vicky…tu kabhi band nahin karta ye muahhh (you never stop the kisses)

 

V – darling you are hot

 

A -  I know J

 

Sonia could see that her mom was getting addicted to him.

 

V – darling ek roleplay khelen (let us do a RP)

 

A – hmmmm kaunsa

 

V – you are my sexy saas

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V –so sexy saasu ready to start

 

A – yes daamad ji

 

Sonia on the other hand was intrigued to see how it goes.

 

V – hello mummy ji

 

A – kaise ho beta

 

V – mummy ji I coming to your town for a few days

 

A – yes Sonia was telling

 

V – you guys are there for a day

 

A – why one day, damaad ji you will stay with us

 

V – aap pareshaan hoge (will disturb you)

 

A – nothing doing come to our place with your baggage.

 

V – as you say mummy ji

 

V – so on next day I reach your place

 

Ding dong

 

A – aaiye aaiye damaad ji (welcome)

 

V – I touch your feet, paire painna mummy ji

 

A – I lift you by your shoulders and give you a quick hug….

 

A – khush raho

 

V – I give you a bouquet of flowers

 

A – thank you thank you

 

V – Daddy ji kahan hain (Where is FIL)

 

A – he is travelling, suddenly jaana padh gaya

 

V – kab aayenge (when will he be back)

 

A – almost a week

 

V – oh .. in that case, should I move to hotel

 

A – naa …no way… you give me company or you don’t want to give company to a old lady

 

V – aap kahan se old, you can give run for money to those in twenties thirties

 

A – you flirt… I give you a small hug and a peck on cheek

 

V – honestly mummy ji, you look in great shape. Such great shape, that I don’t want to call you mummy ji

 

A – then what you want to call me beta ji

 

V – your name Aanchal ji

 

A – so it will be Aanchal in private

 

V - I notice you are wearing a sexy churidaar with deep front and back. Hair done neatly in a bun and no dupatta to hide assets.

 

A – hmmmm

 

A – so how is Sonia

 

V – you should ask her

 

A – she tells me that you don’t let her sleep at all

 

V – any man worth his salt wont let her sleep

 

A – ha ha ha ….. lucky girl

 

A – how bad of me, what would you want to have

 

V – I look at ur cleavage in suit and then say “milk”

 

A – rascal …I smile and leave

 

Sonia is reading of all this and doesn’t knows how to react.

 

V – I follow you to the kitchen

 

A – Vicky thanks for taking care of Sonia. 

 

V – thanks for being so beautiful and giving birth to such a hot girl

 

A – thank you..tu flirt karne se baaz nahin aata (you wont leave a chance to flirt)

 

V – ha ha …you like this new relationship or want me to move back to mummy ji

 

A – smiles, I like being called Aanchal.

 

V – you pick up a tray and I put an arm around your shoulders and take you to the room.

 

V – Aanchal ji, how was your honeymoon. Have seen your pics of younger days.. aap toh bomb thhey (you were a bomb then)…aur ab bhi ho (and still is)

 

A – haan tab toh ye bhi kahan mujhe sonay dete thhey. (he didn’t use to let me sleep then)

 

V – main toh abhi bhi sonay na doon (I wont let you sleep now)

 

A – kya kaha ji

 

V – yehi ki aap toh aaj bhi bomb ho (you are still a bomb)

 

A – I smile

 

V – Daddy ji bezaar ho gaye kya (has FIL got disinterested)

 

A - hmmmmm

 

V – Aanchal remove ur dupatta

 

A – why so

 

V – I want to see them while having milk

 

A – what

 

V – karo na darling..and before you could say anything, I remove your dupatta

 

A – naughty rascal

 

Vicky then asks Aanchal

 

(Aanchal ji enjoying the roleplay in real

 

A – oh yes naughty damaad ji)

 

Vicky gets Aanchal to sit next to her and places his head in her lap

 

A – ye kya

 

V – kyon kar nahin sakta

 

A – haan but…

 

Aanchal’s eyes move towards Vicky’s pole which is erect in trousers and tent looks menacing. 

 

V – Aanchal ji mujhe bade bade aam ya kharbooje pasand hain aur lagta hai aapko bhi bade bade kele pasand hain (I love big mangoes or melons and seems you like big thick bananas)

A -  I smile.

 

V – your hubby calls, you get up to take call, I come behind you and hug you

 

A – I am startled but keep quiet

 

V – I move my hands towards ur boobs

 

A – I feel your cock on my ass

 

V – I rub my cock on ur ass

 

A – I rub my ass on ur cock

 

V – I pull the zipper on ur back and bring down the kameez and lick ur back

 

A – I am panting for breath

 

(V – rub your fuddi in real Aanchal.

 

A – doing it darling)

 

 

Sonia was devastated. Her mom was gone.

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In real her dad calls her mom for something and chat ends.

 

V – toh ab bata (now tell)

 

S – I was wrong…if she agrees

 

V – thanks love

 

Over next few days Aanchal was fully into Vicky and had sent him her nudes and did topless videocall with him. He in turn had shown his goods and after which she was itching it get that thick piece of meat in her. Vicky didn’t hide it from Sonia but Sonia was helpless.

 

In a few days, Safiya was ready to join Vicky’s office. On the Monday, she arrived. Black chiffon saree was wrapped around the super generous curves. She walked with a confidence which is a trademark of super sexy confident women in life.  Sonia met her both hugged each other, set of boobs clashed.

 

Sf – looking hot sardarniye

 

Sn – looking super hot musalmaaniye

 

Both laughed aloud. They had developed some chemistry.

 

She met Vicky and was assigned workstation next to Vicky’s office and next to Sonia’s.  Sonia’s workstation was such that it had two doors, one to join with Vicky’s room and the other for remaining part of office. Sonia took Safia around office and the entire male contingent went around with a pole in pant for the next few days and some females too got wet.  Some envied Vicky for having such a sexy EA after Sonia and females envied Safia for taking that position instead of them.

 

Over next couple of weeks, Safia picked up the threads very nicely and was very comfortable in Vicky’s presence. She and Sonia had developed a sort of bond. Vicky would enjoy her looks but didn’t cross the line at all. In the meantime Ashmeet too had joined the office and even prior to that had made a visit to Vicky’s bedroom as per Sonia’s instructions.

 

Safiya had developed a liking for Vicky. He had a way with words and he kept the office atmosphere light even in most tense of situations.  Safiya used to travel to office via Activa and was used to a guard of honour of cars and motorcycles following her from home to office. She had started enjoying that attention.  There were many occasions when she would need to bend to pick something and she knew Vicky would be looking at her ass or in case of bending forward, his eyes would be glued to the cleavage. She was used to it.

 

It was a relatively easy day and Sonia had gone to Chandigarh to her parents.  It was raining heavily outside. Both didn’t go.

 

V – Safiya ji

 

Sf – ji

 

V – Don’t take your activa today, I will drop you                                                                   

 

Sf- but but…

 

V – just look at the weather.

 

Sf – hmmm

 

V – may I say something… hope you wouldn’t mind

 

Sf – sure

 

V – aapke pati toh kuchh zyaada hee lucky hain (your hubby is damn too lucky and is no match for you)

 

Safiya’s eyes turned moist and then she told how she was married to some Iranian chap in Delhi and how after birth of her second girl, he passed away in an accident and she had to marry this chap, who couldn’t hold a candle to her. 

 

V – Oh I am so sorry…

 

Sf – no problems

 

V – well that explains it. I saw your FB profle .. bandar ke gale mein heere motiyon ka haar wala case tha

 

Safiya smiles, doesn’t mind her hubby being called a monkey. Vicky makes a note of it. 

 

Sf – Vicky need help for my hubby

 

V – kya hua (what happened)

 

Sf – He will lose his job

 

V – kya profile hai (profile?)

 

Sf – storekeeper hai

 

V – hmmmm kitna mil jaata hai (how much he makes)

 

Sf – 15000/-

 

V – hmmmmm… send me his CV, let me see what I can do.

 

V – In front of you he looks like a looser

 

Sf – hmmmm

 

V – your daughters have taken their looks from you or father

 

Sf – me

 

V – thank god…ha ha ha

 

Sf – ha ha ha…..

 

V – next month we have 3 client visits in one week.

 

Sf – I know

 

V – you will handle it

 

Sf – sure

 

V – plan it out and you will be joining me

 

Sf – done

 

V – may I say something, hope you don’t mind.

 

Sf – sure

 

V – I had read in a book that women with a mole on their breasts are hot in bed

 

Sf – hmmmm….oh ….

 

V – Sorry but couldn’t help noticing the lovely mole

 

Sf – smiles

 

V – ghar chalen?

 

Sf – ji

 

They reach the parking and from their Vicky dops her home. It had started raining even heavier, she invites him in for a cup of tea, he agrees.  Her hubby was still at factory.  He goes in. It was a two bedroom house, very nicely done.

 

V – very beautifully maintained house by a very beautiful lady

 

Sf – thanks ..(smiles)

 

Safiya calls her 3 daughter. Eldest being 17 and youngest at 10 and the middle one was 15.  The eldest one was Rabia, youngest Ruby and middle was Roohi

 

Vicky looked at the eldest one and then looked at Safiya, she looked her younger version, god gifted looks and god sculpted figure. She was hot period.

 

Vicky asked her about the subjects, Rabia was in 12th and studied science. On knowing that Vicky was an Enginner from DCE and MBA from FMS, she was impressed.

 

Sf – Vicky Rabia ko achha tutor kahan se laaun (need tutor for rabia)

 

V – Tutor ka pata nahin but I can help her with all subjects

 

Sf – but you are in office.

 

V – hmmm I am no substitute to a tutor but can help.

 

Rb – how

 

V – hmmm let me do this, I will pick your mom and drop her everyday and while dropping her, I can clear your doubts

 

Rb – great, thank you sir thank you

 

V – beautiful girls call me Vicky

 

Rb – smiles ok Vicky sir

 

After about half an hour which included tea and some doubts clearing session, Vicky leaves. He has taken Rabia’s mobile number

 

As he reaches home, Vicky makes a phone call and job for Safiya’s hubby is done. It was to be a security incharge job, house by company, salary 23000/-, only catch was that it was in Jind. No way in the world anyone could do daily up and down from Jind to Greater Noida.

 

As he picks up Safiya next morning, she tells him how her hubby has been told to find a new job over next month. Vicky smiles and she looks at him quizzically. They reach office in no time.  Vicky asks her to join him in his office. They spend next few hours in planning for the client meetings and then he tells her.

 

V – aapke super lucky hubby ki job ho gayi hai (job part done for your super lucky hubby)

 

Safiya looks at him. He then shares the details.

 

She is delighted on him getting a job so soon.

 

She is delighted on him getting a salary increase

 

She is delighted on him getting an improved job profile

 

She is also not so sad at him going away and his visiting days to be reduced to one

 

Instinctively she hugged Vicky and Vicky hugged her back. Her massive bazookas crashed on his chest. He held her in his embrace with his hands just above her big ass globes.

 

Sf – Thank you Vicky thank you

 

V – welcome welcome

 

Sf – Vicky it could have been a big tension point

 

V – hmmm meaning the joker is not only jealous of your looks but also that you earn much more than him

 

Sf – hmmmmm

 

V – good riddance for short duration

 

Safiya smiles and doesn’t mind me calling weekly separation with her hubby as good riddance. Vicky’s hand moves a bit southwards futher to rest just at the start of her massive assglobes.  She looked at Vicky questioningly, he winks and smiles, she nods in negative but doesn’t step back. Before something further could happen, there was some noise near the door and both disengaged. A colleague entered the room with some paperwork and Safiya went back to her workstation.

 

While going back it so happened that the lift was almost full and Safiya had to stand in front of Vicky. Her divine ass was in close contact with his divine cock. He rubbed it softly. She felt the huge cock but couldn’t do anything. The office was on the top floor of a huge building and by the time lift reached one more floor down, more chaps joined pushing Safiya more into Vicky. Vicky placed his hands on her side hips and whispered “kaash roz lift itni bhari miley” (wish lift was this packed daily)

 

As the lift reached basement parking, one joker who was seeing Vicky poking his cock on lush ass of sexy Safiya tried his hand and press her boobs and ran outside.  Vicky saw it and ran after him. Security guards reconized Vicky and seeing him chase someone, closed the gates for the ruffian to change directions which enabled Vicky to catch him and beat him black & blue. Others reached and separated the two. Vicky was a very strong lad, he had taken on terrorists with a Khukri, this joker was no match. Only thing he could manage was one punch on Vicky’s lips causing some blood.  Vicky started the car and drove towards Saifya’s home. Safiya then noticed a thin trail of blood emanating from corner of his mouth.

 

Sf – Vicky gaadi roko (stop the car)

 

V – why

 

Sf – khoon aa raha hai (blood is dripping)

 

Vicky then noticed a trail of blood falling on his collar. He stopped the car at one side, immediately Safiya took out her hanky and pressed in on the corner of the lip. While doing this her saree pallu fell off bringing to view the two super majestic boobs and divine valley of cleavage. As she removed the handkerchief, she could see blood again. Without bothering about her pallu she puts it back again.

 

Sf – you drive, I will hold.

 

V – hmmm

 

She was sitting to the left of Vicky and holding the cloth in her left hand, which meant that her right side was in touch with left arm of Vicky.  He drove the slowest possible 1.5km in his life. Safiya noticed that he was looking at the gorgeous valley but he had his excuse of her hand blocking his view. Safiya had noted but didn’t change her position.

 

V – aap aise khoone rokne ke liye hon to main roz chot lagwa sakta hoon (I can get hurt daily if you are there to hold like this)

 

Safiya smiles. While changing gears his left arm gives generous brush to her melons. She knew Vicky was being naughty but couldn’t do anything about it.  Since distance was short, they reached soon.  At home Safiya took the nurse avtar and brought out the Dettol and cotton and made Vicky sit on a single bed and she stood in front of him to apply Dettol on the “wound,” she leaned forward causing her Saree Pallu to fall and bring to his eyes the sexiest view possible. The pallu had fallen pretty near to Vicky’s foot and he placed it casually over it so that Safiya couldn’t put it back easily. For support, Vicky leaned forward and held her hips from sides. He was making fake sounds of pain due to burning sensation of Dettol. This made safiya forget about her attire and exposure of her mammaries to Vicky and also that his hands were on her generous hips.

 

Vicky’s cock was full mast, his only problem was that he was wearing jeans and it was causing him great discomfort. His eyes had the pleasure of seeing a 5 inch worth cleavage, almost 60% of the mammaries, he could make out green veins running underneath the skin. He could also see the sexy mole just next to cleavage. Infact his breath caused Safiya to breathe heavily not knowing what impact it had on his cock. After a couple of minutes Safiya disengaged and as she tried to pull her pallu which was stuck under his foot, she bent further forward causing more trouble to Vicky.

 

Sf – done

 

V – thanks Safiya.  It was lovely

 

She knew he was talking about him being able to see her boobs like that and decided to smile and not respond.

 

Sf – Vicky thanks

 

V – for what

 

Sf – aaj us gunde ko maarne ke liye, thanks for standing up for me (to beat that ruffian)

 

V – two things. One you are a woman and none should try to outrage modesty of a woman

 

Sf – and secondly?

 

V – you are my EA, mera maal ho ….ha ha

 

Sf – ha ha ha

 

V – I don’t blame the chap, you are too hot

 

Sf – hmmmm

 

Before things could go further, Rabia walks in wearing a tight leggings and a top. She sees Vicky and moves to him for a hug, Vicky wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. He hugs Rabia but all the time his eyes were locked on Safiya’s face for any hints.

 

R – aap kab aaye (when did you come)

 

V – just abhi

 

R – ye khoon ? (blood)

 

V – oh nothing much.

 

Sf – some rascal was trying to snatch my purse, Vicky bashed him up

 

R – Thank you thank you thank you

 

Vicky smiles.

 

R – wait a sec

 

She goes and gets Resnick and Halliday, one of famous physics book for class 12. 

 

R – Is book ke ye chaar questions nahin ho rahe electricity chapter ker (unable to do 4 ques from Electricity chapter)

 

V – let me see.

 

R – shall we move to my room

 

V – ok

 

The younger version of sexy Safia was on her bed with her face in her hands and rest body on bed with ass facing ceiling.  She moved her ass in an even more sexier way.  Vicky was noticing the act but waited. He was in for a long haul. He had planned to atleast take two beauties from this family to bed. Safiya came with some tea snacks and on seeing Rabia’s state, indicated to her to sit decently. Grudgingly she complied. In half hour flat 4 questions were done.  Rabia was overjoyed, she jumped in excitement and hugged Vicky.  His hands reached her lower back and she went on her toes to plant small pecks on his cheeks. Due to her stretching the hand went a bit lower to land smack on her ass globes for a few seconds. She ignored it or took in her stride.

 

She went out and told Safiya how Vicky had solved questions which even her teacher and classmates were finding difficult. Safiya smiled.

 

He went home. He was horny as hell and to top it neither Sonia nor Ashmeet was there and it was too late to get someone from his harem to come to Greater Noida. His cock was hard as a rock.

 

He had his dinner and had general chats with his friends. 

 

He then got a msg from Rabia.

 

R – hi Vicky

 

V – hi

 

R – hope not disturbing you

 

V – beautiful girls don’t disturb me

 

R - J

 

R – you know none could solve those questions in class.

 

V - J

 

V – Yaar DCE se engineer hoon, kuchh toh physics aati hogi (Am an engineer from DCE, must be knowing a bit of Physics)

 

R – oh yes

 

R – may I ask something

 

V – yes

 

R – the goonda tried to snatch mom’s purse or something else?

 

V – something else

 

V – you want to have details I guess

 

R – yes

 

V – hot details

 

R – yes yes

 

V – darling we were in the lift, it was jam packed. Safiya was standing in front of me with her back in direct touch with my chest

 

R – hmmmm

 

V – you agree your mom as a great round ass

 

R – yes its lovely, all my friends look at that.

 

V – and her boobs

 

R – you find them hot

 

V – yes yes. I love them

 

R – then

 

V – we were standing very close, due to rush she had to push her ass more towards me.

 

R – u liked it

 

V – hmmmm… lovely feeling

 

V – as we reached parking, one chap pressed her boobs and ran towards exit. There I caught hold of him and thrashed him

 

R – why did you beat him

 

V – one don’t like misbehavior with women and secondly she is my EA. I am responsible

 

R – and…..

 

V – she is too hot

 

V – you are very hot Rabia

 

R – naa

 

V – don’t tell me guys haven’t proposed to you

 

R – haan….but

 

V – any BF?

 

R – no

 

V – sach bol

 

R – not right now

 

V – hmmmmm

 

V – I am sure your BF would have touched you all over

 

R – hmmmmm

 

V – you are too hot to resist…..

 

R – hmmmmm

 

R – you have a girl friend

 

V – I have many to take care of my needs honey

 

V – waise I find you too hot to resist…

 

R - J

 

R – have you tried your hand on mom

 

V – no …. Office decorum

 

V – but don’t know how long can hold myself back.

 

V – I want you too J

 

R – no no

 

R – gtg bye

 

V – bye good night

 

 

 

After another 10-15 minutes he gets a message from the senior hottie now.

 

Sf – Hi Vicky wanted to thank you

 

V – is it ok if I were to call you?

 

Sf – no Hubby is sleeping may wake up

 

V – lucky man

 

Sf – Why

 

V – he is next to the hottest babe in town

 

Sf - J

 

Sf – thanks Vicky

 

V – welcome Safiya

 

V – I don’t blame that idiot, your assets are just too good

 

Sf – hmmm but you fought for me

 

V – had I knew that after fight I will see such great visuals, I would have fought from day one.

 

(obvious reference to her boobs cleavage)

 

Safiya keeps silent.

 

V – thanks for taking such good care

 

Sf – welcome

 

V – the sight was awesome

 

Sf - J you flirt

 

Sf – tumse 12-13 saal badi hoon (am elder to you by 12-13 years)

 

V – makes you more desireable ;)

 

Sf – chup

 

V – ok

 

Vicky doesn’t responds for next 10 minutes

 

Sf – u there

 

V – yes…you told me to be silent.

 

Sf – you are the boss but

 

V – not here, that is in office only

 

V – here you are the boss…the bold and beautiful is the boss…..

 

Sf - J

 

V – I have a confession to make

 

Sf – yes?

 

V – I have fallen for your bodily charms

 

Sf – hmmmm

 

V – one more

 

Sf – ?

 

V – your hubby getting job in Jind was not purely coincidental.

 

Sf - ????

 

V – for obvious reasons  J J

 

Sf – you naughty

 

V – you like naughty guys?

 

Sf – a bit J

 

V – waiting for the lift tomorrow ;)

 

Sf – bad boy

 

V – hot woman J

 

On the other side, her hubby is about to get up for some reason, she pings bye and chat ends.

 

Vicky picked up Safiya next morning and she was looking ravishing as usual wearing a red colour saree with a blouse which had deep back and was cut broad and deep in front.  Vicky had run out of superlatives to describe her.

 

[Dreamer0410]

See you in new year - Happy New Year in advance

[koolme98]

Very hot story, from the core. I had read this earlier at Xossip and was my favorite one. Thanks a lot again for the repost.

[Raj Ranjith]

Excellent updates