Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[Gilmalover]

So neetu knows about the affair.

[prasannas2001]

So neetu knows about the affair.

Thank you so much for messaging.

Yes, she might not know how far he went. But she knows.

[ananth1986]

Rohan go to Neetu and dreaming her as Mamta
doing things as he like to do with Mamta

[prasannas2001]

Rohan go to Neetu and dreaming her as Mamta
doing things as he like to do with Mamta

 
 
 
Thank you so much for your message.

That's correct. How do you like it?

[prasannas2001]

 
 

 
"You're so wet," Rohan murmured. "You want me that much?"
 
"Mmm…" She could barely speak, her head thrown back. "But… Rohan…"
 
"Let me have you, dear. Let me take you completely."
 
He laid her down on the sofa, his body covering hers.
 
Her skin was warm beneath him, soft and yielding.
 
He could feel her heart racing against his chest, could feel her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
 
"I want to be inside you," he whispered, his voice a low, desperate plea. "I want to feel all of you."
 
"Rohan… Please, someone might see, it will be a problem. "
 
"Don’t stop me dear. You are so wet and soft for me," he breathed against her ear. "So ready."
 
"Rohan… Please…" Her protest was weak, barely a whisper.
 
He didn't listen. In his mind, he was thinking about her mother, Mamta.
 
He was feeling like he was entering Mamta.
 
Every touch, every sensation, every sound, it was all for her.
 
Neetu was just a vessel, a substitute for her mother, what he truly desired.
 
He positioned himself at the entrance of her pussy, the tip of his long, thick dick pressing against the slick folds of her pussy.
 
Neetu gasped, her eyes widening at the sheer size of him. Rohan was exceptionally endowed, his cock both long and thick, a fact that never failed to elicit reactions from his partners.
 
"Rohan…"
 
"I know." He pushed forward slowly, inch by inch, feeling her tight heat envelop him, just like he imagined her mom would. "I know. I've got you."
 
She cried out softly, her nails digging into his shoulders. He could feel her pussy stretching around his thick dick, could feel her body accepting him, surrendering to him.
 
The tightness was exquisite, her young pussy gripping him like a velvet glove.
 
"You feel so good," he breathed, his eyes closing. "So tight. So warm."
 
 
 

[prasannas2001]

 
 

 
God, I hope this is how Mamta feels too. Rohan thought
 
I hope she feels like this when I finally take her. Maybe even better. I bet her pussy would be just as tight, maybe deeper than her daughter would.
 
I came so close this morning, so fucking close to being inside that bitch.
 
But she stopped me. The teasing bitch stopped me right at the entrance.
 
Well, her daughter has to take me in. Her daughter cannot stop me. I already fucked her daughter. And Mamta does not know that.
 
Her daughter will take every inch of me.
 
He began to move, building a slow, deliberate rhythm.
 
Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through both of them.
 
Neetu's body arched beneath him, her cries growing louder, more desperate.
 
The sound of their bodies meeting filled the small room, a rhythmic, primal music that pushed him closer to the edge with every stroke.
 
Rohan grabbed her hips, angling her to take him deeper.
 
His thick cock stretched her wide, filling her completely.
 
He watched her face, contorted in pleasure, and imagined it was her mother, Mamta aunty, beneath him, her mother's pussy wrapped around his dick instead of her daughter's.
 
"Rohan… I…" Her voice was broken, trembling.
 
"Let go," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "I'm right here. Let go for me."
 
He increased his pace, driving into her harder, faster.
 
His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, the sound adding to the symphony of their lovemaking.
 
Neetu's breasts bounced with the force of his movements, her nipples hard and sensitive.
 
Her body shuddered beneath him, her inner walls clenching around him as she cried out his name.
 
The feeling of her release made him proud, and he continued pounding her, his body enjoying every inch of Neetu’s body.
 
Every inch of Neetu felt like her mother.
 
His dick was completely deep inside Neetu’s pussy stretching her all the way, as he imagined doing the same to Mamta.
 
But as Neetu collapsed beneath him, panting and satisfied, Rohan felt no such release.
 
 
 
 

[Ajay Kailash]

Soon mamta and neetu will be impregnated. Mamra husband will commit suicide hearing the news.

[prasannas2001]

 

 
Rohan’s frustration with Mamta still burned hot in his veins.
 
He had come so close that morning, he could still feel the memory of her pussy lips against the tip of his cock, could still hear her breathless "no" when he was about to push inside her.
 
The rejection stung, fueling his anger and desire.
 
He wasn't done.
Not by a long shot.
 
Rohan pulled out only long enough to flip Neetu onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so she was on her hands and legs, all fours before him.
 
Her pussy glistened with her juices, swollen and inviting.
 
He positioned himself at her entrance again, in a doggy style, his cock still rock hard and throbbing.
 
"Rohan, what are you...?" Neetu started, but her words dissolved into a moan as he slammed into her from behind, burying his thick dick to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
 
"I'm not done with you yet sweetheart," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tight enough to leave bruises. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk."
 
He began to piston in and out of her, his movements hard and fast.
 
Each thrust drove deep, hitting places inside her that made her cry out with pleasure and pain.
 
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, mingling with Neetu's moans and Rohan's grunts.
 
Yes, that's it, take it, you little bitch, this is for your mother he thought, his eyes closed as he imagined Mamta in her daughter's place.
 
This is what you get for stopping me this morning.
 
This is what you get for being such a cock-tease.
 
I'll fuck your daughter until she can't take anymore, and I'll imagine it's you the whole time.
 
Neetu's arms gave out, causing her face to press against the sofa as Rohan continued to pound into her from behind.
 
Her ass cheeks rippled with each impact, her pussy gripping his cock like it never wanted to let go.
 
 
 

[ananth1986]

Fucking Neetu and trying to fuck the pussy
Neetu come.
Rohan is a lucky guy

[Rangushki]

Rohan has turned hero to villain in this update.just for release. WTF

[prasannas2001]

Soon mamta and neetu will be impregnated. Mamra husband will commit suicide hearing the news.

Thank you for messaging.But I am not planning to mill any characters in the story.

[Akash7281]

Super updates and when will rohan get what he wants

[prasannas2001]

Fucking Neetu and trying to fuck the pussy
Neetu come.
Rohan is a lucky guy

 
 
 
 
Thank you so much for your message. Yes he is.  
 
 
 
 

[prasannas2001]

 
 

 
"Rohan, please... it's too much," Neetu whimpered, but her body betrayed her words, pushing back against him, seeking more.
 
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit as he continued to fuck her hard and fast.
 
He rubbed the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts, pushing her toward another orgasm.
 
Her cries grew louder, more desperate, her body trembling uncontrollably.
 
"That's it, come for me again," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "I want to feel that tight pussy squeeze my cock."
 
Her body shuddered violently as another orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clenching around his dick like a vice.
 
But still, Rohan didn't stop.
 
He was chasing something more than physical release, he was chasing the satisfaction of conquering the woman who had denied him, even if he was using her daughter as a substitute.
 
He pulled out again, flipping Neetu onto her back and spreading her legs wide.
 
Her pussy was red and swollen from his rough treatment, but still so fucking inviting.
 
He entered her again, his eyes locked on her face, on the face that looked so much like her mother's.
 
"Please, Rohan, someone may come anytime… " she begged, but he silenced her with a kiss, his tongue invading her mouth as his cock invaded her pussy.
 
He began to move again, slower this time, but just as deep. Each thrust was deliberate, calculated to hit all the right spots.
 
Neetu's body responded despite her exhaustion, her hips rising to meet his, her legs wrapping around his waist.
 
Look at this bitch, Mamta, look at your daughter he thought as he watched Neetu's face contort in pleasure.
 
Look at what you're missing. This could be you right now, instead of your daughter, taking my cock, begging for more.
 
But you said no, didn't you? You stopped me.
 
Well, don't worry, your daughter is more than willing to take your place.
 
This bitch will get everything I wanted to give you.
 
 
 

[prasannas2001]

Rohan has turned hero to villain in this update.just for release. WTF

No comments.

[prasannas2001]

Super updates and when will rohan get what he wants

Thank you for your message. He will get it very soon.

[prasannas2001]

 
 

 
Neetu came again, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her. This time, Rohan felt his own release building, his balls tightening as the pressure mounted.
 
"I'm going to come deep inside you now," he growled, his movements becoming more erratic. "I'm going to fill you up until you're dripping with my cum."
 
His words seemed to trigger another orgasm in Neetu, her pussy clenching around him as she cried out his name.
 
The sensation was too much for Rohan, with a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside her and released, his cock pulsing as he shot load after load of hot cum into her already filled pussy.
 
When he finally released finally in to Neetu, Mamta’s daughter, he collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating.
 
Neetu was completely spent, her body limp beneath his.
 
Rohan's heart pounded against his ribs, his skin slick with sweat.
 
The frustration from his earlier encounter with her mom, Mamta, was finally gone, replaced by a deep, satisfied calm of her daughter.
 
He had used Neetu, fucked her hard and long until he was satisfied, all while imagining she was her mother.
 
And as he lay there, his softening cock still buried inside her, he knew this wouldn't be the last time.
 
Not until he had Mamta in his bed, taking his cock the way her daughter just had.
 
When it was over, he held her close, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
 
His heart pounded against his ribs, his skin slick with sweat.
 
The frustration was gone, replaced by a deep, satisfied calm.
 
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice soft and sated. "For everything."
 
"Thank you, darling," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "For trusting me."
 
"I trust you completely."
 
"Good." He stroked her hair. "Because I'm going to take care of you."
 
He kissed her forehead one more time, then pulled back, adjusting his clothes.
 
His body was sated, his mind clear.
 
The aching need that had consumed him was finally quiet.
 
"I should…" He started, his eyes scanning the room. But then he saw something that made him freeze.
 
Through the small window in the door, a face was visible.
 
A girl.
Maybe short and slim.
 
Pale skin with a delicate dusting of freckles across her cheek.
 
Wide, dark eyes that were fixed on them with an intensity that made his breath catch.
 
She was pressed against the glass, her cheek nearly touching it, her lips parted in a soft, hungry sigh.
 
The expression in her face clearly tells him that she is not just looking. She probably touching between her thighs with her hand and moving in a slow, rhythmic motion.
 
She probably was touching herself.
Watching them.
 
Neetu followed his gaze and gasped. "That's Latha. She's in my class. Oh god, she saw everything."
 
Rohan's mind raced. A witness.
 
But not just a witness, someone who was aroused by what she'd seen. Someone who wanted more.
 
Her eyes met his through the glass, dark and hungry, and she didn't look away.
 
She didn't even blush.
 
She just kept watching, kept touching herself, kept drinking in the sight of them.
 
And then he smiled. A slow, knowing smile that sent a shiver down her spine.
 
Interesting, he thought, his lips curving into a matching smile.
 
Very interesting.
 
He leaned close to Neetu, his voice a low whisper against her ear.
 
"Don't worry about her," he murmured.
 
"I think Latha and we are going to become very good friends."
 
I strongly believe, she will join us one day. 
 
I will make it happen.  
 
  
 
 
 

[rajesh93]

Mamta 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
Beautiful

[Sankamithira]

Every woman playing a pimp for Rohan

[prasannas2001]

 
 
 
 
 
Beautiful

Thank you so much