Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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Hari could see the back of her, on her knees in nothing but her bra and panties, hands tied behind her back with her lacey underwear and her wonderfully bubbly ass jiggling as her head was rubbing around his crotch. After a while Raj couldn't take it anymore and just pulled his underwear down. His cock sprung out finally and hit her in the face. She couldn't hide her surprise at the sheer size of it, much to Raj's pleasure. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth onto it, gagging her.


"That's it. Just suck on that cock." For the next few minutes, Hari sat and watched as his mother bobbed her head up and down the cock of the boy who bullied him at school. Raj thrust his hips and cock into her face as he leaned back on the couch. The feel of her mouth slobbering up and down his cock was incredible. Even if she didn't realize it she was doing a wonderful job sucking his cock until her cheeks went and inward and massaged his shaft with her tongue.



"Ohhhh yeahhhh..." He said, eyes closed and leaning back. He slid his fingers into her hair and grabbed her head, pushing it further down onto his cock. Soon he pulled out and smacked his dick on her lips as she looked up and scowled at him. He smiled and lifted up his cock.

"Suck on my balls."

"That's disgusting!" She said in nervous surprise.

"You want me to beat the shit out of your kid in front of you?"

He immediately pushed her face over his balls and was about ready to blow as she complied. Taking his balls into his mouth and she made smacking noises so loud even Hari could hear.

"She's doing a great job sucking my nuts, Hari!" Raj shouted as he gave her a condescending pat on the head.

"Suck that shit!" He said as he pushed her head back down onto his cock, until she gagged. Her nose was pushed right up against his pubic hair, forcing her to take in his smells. He decided to let her do all the work as he leaned back with his arms behind his head and enjoyed the sensations of her mouth as she continually bobbed her head up and down in steady rhythm. He even took another sip of her husband's beer.



"The night's just gonna get better from here..."

She bobbed her head up and down in steady rhythm along his 8 inch shaft perfectly under his control, as he gripped the side of her head and cupped her ears, pumping into her face enthusiastically.

"Awwww, Sunny. You would not believe how soft and warm this little slut's mouth is." Raj said, now lifting his hips from the sofa to fuck her face harder.

Sunny moaned under his breath as he used the dirty panties she got for him earlier to masturbate with. "Fuck dude, hurry up with the slut..."

All the while, Hari was watching this whole ordeal as he was tied up to the corner of his room as he heard his mom slurp, gag and basically provide herself as an object against her will for the two kids who bullied him mercilessly at school.



Raj had always been a perverted teenager and his cock at this moment had never been so hard in his entire life. Here he was, in another's man's house, fucking his wife in the face against her will as their son watched. The stupid bastard wasn't even home right now, Raj wondered if the poor sap knew that at this moment in time his wife was gagging on the cock of some punk kid who beat his son's ass daily.

This thought got Raj so hard his cock swelled even huger, gagging Priyanka 's throat more and more by the second. He used this opportunity to move his left hand to her soft throat, and his right hand to the back of her head, gripping her sensual hair and securing her head even harder.

Priyanka  felt as she was being lowered all the way to the base of his cock, her nose was being pushed right into his pubes and being forced to take in his sweaty teenage smells. He held her their for what seemed like an eternity and lifted his hips up from the couch and just rocked against her face, slowly gagging her. He held her tightly by the head and swirled his hips around.

"Ulk! Gughghulkh! Ummmmmmmgulk!!!" were all the sounds that Priyanka  could make as Hari did his best to drown them out.

"Holy shit." Sunny said, still holding a pair of her soft, sweet smelling shiny maroon panties and massaging his cock with them, masturbating enough to keep aroused but not to come too quick. He still had his turn with Hari's mom coming.



This is so fuckin' hot, dude." he said as he sat back, reclined and continued to massage his cock. He glanced over at Hari who had tears in his eyes and this turned him on even more.

"You enjoying the show, Hari?" Sunny said. "Check out the effort your mom's going through to suck Raj's cock." Hari squealed as the truth hit him hard.

"Ughhhhk! Ugghhmmmmmmmmmmm! Ughhhlk!" Priyanka  continued, as she kneeled there in front of the sofa and this boy, her hands tied behind her back in her own lacy bra strap, her ass jiggling along with her shiny purple laced panties that Raj allowed her to keep on... for now.

Raj was in pure ecstacy as his entire length was now in this woman's mouth. To think, this teenager was getting more action from an older woman than most adults would get from a strip club.

"All right, bitch." Raj said, trying to keep his commanding tone up despite his young voice. "Stick your tongue out, I can feel it at the bottom of my dick in your mouth. Stick your tongue out and lick my balls."

"ULK!! UGGGHHHLK! UGGHHHMMMMMMMM!!!"

As Priyanka  stuck her tongue out with his cock still in her mouth, Raj moaned in pleasure as she lapped over his balls. He pulled on her head and thrust his grip on her even deeper as sticking out her tongue forced his cock deeper down her throat and gagged her even more.



Raj helped position and ordered her to tongue his balls as best she could. Raj had no master plan on how he was going to torture or degrade her, all he knew was he liked the feeling. He was still just a horny teenager getting what he wanted, so far all he was really doing was using her face and mouth as a fuckhole and going deeper and deeper. Soon he realized that with every effort she made to tongue his balls caused her throat muscles to tighten, massaging his cock. The sensation was unbelievable.

Priyanka  nostrils flared as her eyes widened and watered as she struggled for air. She knew Raj was almost done though as his balls tightened and his cock grew stiffer, before she knew it he was shooting thick hot spurts of come all down her throat.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww shit, dude..." was all he could say as he gripped her head and blew his loads into her. He had never come so much in his entire life.

She coughed and gagged onto his cock but he just enjoyed the sensations of warm air all over his cock and balls as he carried on shooting more loads into the mother of his bully vicSunny, he had never cum so hard or so much in his life. Soon he pulled out and shot more loads onto her face and smacked his cock against her lips.



"Hey dude, wait a sec!" Sunny said. "I still want head from her. Don't ruin her face yet."

"Oh." Raj said. "My bad." A smile came over his face as he rubbed his cock all over her face where he came. "I know how I can get rid of this." He collected all the cum deposits off her face with the head of his cock and his shaft, then looking at her smiling, he said "Clean the cum off my cock."

With her soft, round adorable face. She complied.

"Hurry up dude." Sunny said, now getting impatient. He stood up and made his way over behind her, and threw her maroon panties at her son, who was still tied up in the corner. They landed right in front of him.

"Wait your turn, Sunny." Raj said seriously as Sunny made his way over, his cock fully erect and twitching. Priyanka  felt helpess, still on her knees in nothing but her panties as Raj molested her tits as she was cleaning his cock.

Just then, a key turned in the door, and to everyone's surprise, Priyanka 's husband stood with a complete look of shock on his face.



"What the hell is going on in here!?" He shouted more out of surprise than anger. Truth be told, his heart sank and he was actually terrified of these two intruders in his home, molesting his wife and tying up his son. What surprised him even more was with how much gusto his wife was pleasuring the boy even though she was in such a submissive position. Everyone was shocked, and Raj knew he had to act fast. He was glad he came, Sunny was frustrated he hadn't blown his load yet.

With Raj's clear head, Sunny followed his lead toward her husband and restrained him.

"No! Leave George alone!" Priyanka  cried. Sunny and Raj both laughed.

"If you guys leave... we won't call the cops! I promise!" George said, his voice breaking. It was exactly what Raj wanted to hear. This guy was too much a pussy to do anything. Hari lost all hope there might have been for his Dad to save the day.

"Sunny..." Raj began, "I've finished with her, for now. You can get your dibs while I tie this fucker up."



Sunny devilshily smiled and as he walked over to Priyanka . She was still tied up in her own bra and panties, as Sunny stood over her with his cock throbbing.

"You don't have to do this!" George said, as the teen forced him to his knees. Raj began to unwrap some tape and restrained him in the same manner he did his son.

"Just look at what a huge pussy your husband is," Sunny began, slowly thrusting in and out of Priyanka 's mouth. "Just letting two kids bang his wife... what a loser." He made her look him square in the eyes as he mocked her.

"Suck it properly, I ain't George over there."

The boys both laughed, but to Priyanka 's and everyone surprise, she did find her self sucking harder. Raj was a little jealous that he had to give a face-fucking rather than get a proper blowjob, but they still had all the time in the world and what he had planned for her would more than make up for it.

"Awwwwwwwwww, man...!" Sunny said as she lathered up and down his cock, bobbing in fast rhythm, hoping to get it over with.



George could do nothing but helplessly watch as this boy face fucked his wife. Worse still, he could see she was going along with it and still sucking him, she even gagged less now. The room was filled with smacking noises. In the back of his mind, as his stomach tied in knots he realized she never put in nearly as much effort on the rare occasion she gave him head.

Sunny then slowed her rhythm to enjoy it, then stopped altogether and shoved his cock deep down into her, his hands still clutched around her head, with her nose and face pushed up against his stomach. He loved the sensation of air that he felt as she struggled to breathe through her nose.

Finally, giving a last few thrusts and grabbing her huge tits, he blew his load in her.

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Breathing heavily, Sunny collapsed onto the sofa, his flaccid cock still in her mouth as he held her head in place. Her huge tits squashed against his thighs which started to make him hard again.




"Dude, we are definitely spending the night here."

Those words hit George like a hammer and he felt that same dull, aching fear in his stomach he got whenever anyone talked shit to him. He couldn't believe these two teenagers could make him feel this fear. Raj, seeing this, decided to get more kicks. Seeing Priyanka  slumped on the floor, naked save for her silky panties and with her arms tied behind her back, Raj got hard again.

"Hey, Hari's mom. Get here and suck me off some more."

Raj was standing no more than a few inches from her wimpy husband who was still securely tied up. Priyanka  was almost mad at George for not being able to protect her or his son, and in a small way almost wanted to suck Raj's cock to spite him. Before she knew it, there she was sucking his teenage cock right in front of George. He closed his eyes, but then Raj ordered her to suck so hard she made slurping sounds. Degrading as it was, she had no choice but to comply.



"Fuck dude, even though this bitch has got a hot mouth and sucks a mean cock..." Raj said, removing her bra and letting her mouth slide up and down his cock while he played with her naked tits. "I wanna fuck her now... I think I'm ready..."

Sunny was sat on George's couch drinking beer and watching his wife get molested by Raj. He was enjoying the show with her used panties and bra in his hand, enjoying her womanly smells and feeding his panty fetish. He'd only just shot his load and he'd be held over until Raj had his turn.

"It's not too late for you guys to stop this... Please... stop." George begged.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm gonna bang your wife so hard she screams." Raj stood her up and played her ass and tits. "I still can't believe hot how she is..." he said, grabbing and stroking her soft, curvy body and especially her plump round ass. Through her panties it felt amazing.



"Holy shit! She's so wet!" Raj said, putting his hand down her panties, she tried to close her legs but with both hands tied and little balance all she could do was try and bend out of the way. Raj put his finger near George's face so he could smell for himself.

"Hehe... you don't even get to watch..." He said mockingly to George. "Go upstairs to the bedroom, bitch." George watched in silent fear as his wife walked slowly up the stairs closely followed by the bully of his son. Sunny walked over and taped George's mouth shut.

"Can't have you ruining our fun with your yelling." He said, plopping back onto the couch and taking another swig of beer.



Upstairs Raj threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her she stared at him, eyes wide with fear. After alternating between sucking her tits and playing with her nipples, he realized how much watching all that porn paid off. He continued this as he groped her for a while and pretty much just followed what he had seen in porn, as well as with his own perverted compulsions.

He rubbed his dick and balls all over her tits and face. He made her titfuck him and he laid back and enjoyed the view. Soon he dry humped against her ass just because he liked the sensation, and every time she resisted he would remind her that this was to end the bullying of her son. With all the molesting, she couldn't help moaning, which was audbile to everyone downstairs.



"Heh... like that pussy tied up downstairs right now even deserves you..." He said, thrusting into her. He had long since ripped off her wet panties and stuffed them into her mouth as he plunged deep into her.

His thrusts were so deep and hard that the bed hit the wall continuosly, which no doubt George could hear downstairs. The worst part was she found herself hating that she agreed with what Raj was saying. She was getting fucked harder than she'd ever been.



"Turn around. I want to do you from behind." Priyanka  reluctantly complied.

Finally, Raj entered her from behind. As he slid his cock into her hot, wet pussy he was surprised.

"Holy shit you're tight... your husband really does have a pretty tiny dick, huh?"

She couldn't help but moan as he pinned her face down into the pillow. His thighs slapped against her soft, plump ass and felt amazing. He even spanked her to degrade her more and also so everyone downstairs could hear, followed by her yelps with every smack. As he thrusted in and out of her, her soft ass was cushioning his thighs and groin, fucking her was absolutely incredible.



He picked up the pace to the point they were making loud smacking noises. He roughly turned her around and threw her down onto the bed, he was fucking her deep now and started sucking her tits. He lifted her legs up and rested them on his shoulders just to plunge in as deep as he could. Her feet were almost behind her head and her vagina tightly wrapped itself around his hardening cock. She was barely even fighting it anymore, and Raj suddenly started to roughly kiss her, frenching her deeply and making loud smacking noises as she moaned.

"Looks like they're having, fun..." Sunny said mockingly. "I think I just might just go in and join in on the fun..." He said as he took out his phone and set up the recording function.

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Sunny placed his cock in her mouth started fucking forcely this continues  some time. suddenly sunny removed his cock from her mouth. open her ass widely put his cock. half of cock went inside. priyanka cryied loudly. she felt like torn into two. 



she was moaning loudly. raj cummed in her pussy. sunny removed cock from ass and forced enterly into pussy. when compare to raj sunny cock big.



priyanka was moaning in pleaser and pain. sunny fucking like their isno tommorow. this went another 15 min.



seeing this raj cock hard again. and asked sunny to change the position. sunny climb on bed and asked her to ride on cock.she did as he said.



she started raiding him. raj came near her. placed his cock near her ass and took the boobs in hand. penetrated his cock into her ass with single push. due to this she moaned loud with pain.



they fucked her in the different angles.





after that they are sleep with her.




THE-END

 

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For a Saturday, it was a very despondent day indeed. My best friend's father had died that week and we rushed back from college to attend the funeral. I knew his family well, and we were all very sad at the passing of Raja rao. Despite Vijay's mother wearing a heavy black veil her grief and tears were evident. Too young for a man to die, only in his early 50's. Heart disease they said. I knew Vijay' mother through my teenage years and always thought her a beautiful and sexy lady. But this Saturday all I could see was her grief and pain, and I felt great sympathy for her.




A few months later I was back in town and thought to pay her a visit, to bring her a gift of flowers and wish her my condolences. I also brought her a few bottles of Merlot wine, remembering that this was her favorite. I showed up unannounced but she smiled broadly nonetheless when she opened the door, seeing the flowers and a face she probably last recalled from when I was in high school. I had grown a few years since then and in that time learned to appreciate the benefits that women had to offer. And on seeing Mrs. Comeau I saw that she had lost none of beauty, charm or curves that I remembered her possessing.

Though a woman in her late 40' she maintained a very womanly figure. Presented before me in jeans and a sweater I noticed both the sweetness of her face and the curves of her figure. Yes, her face showed her age, but her wrinkles were overwhelmed by her soft lips and doe like eyes. Not a slender lady, she had a shape of a true woman, with large breasts, well rounded hips and thick yet welcoming thighs. But I had seen too many skinny girls in college and her warm broad curves made my groin begin to tingle at the sight of her once again.



I could see the heavy breasts concealed by the sweater, large bulbous cantaloupe's thrusting from her chest. And her jeans hung tightly around her wide hips and shapely thighs. My stiffy began to grow as I shyly handed her the flowers and I believe that I blushed as I also handed her the bag containing the wine. I lowered my head, averting her gaze and trying not to appear to be staring at her tits, which I must admit I was. With a warm voice she said "Well thank-you Sunny for all the thoughtful gift! Won't you please come in!"

I entered the door, stumbling over my feet. As she turned around I could not resist the temptation to view her ass in those jeans. I was not disappointed. The jeans hung tightly about her broad bum, accentuating the ample curves. I don't recall her dressing so sexy when I was in high-school. Had she dressed more conservatively then or had I just not paid attention? Or with her husband gone was she now able to more freely express her own preferred style of dress? Or maybe even trying to find another man in the city to hook up with? With the image of her breasts and ass swirling in my head I considered the possibilities.



We sat on opposite ends of the couch as I fumbling for words to express how sorry I was about her husband. Having referred to her as Mrs. Raja rao she insisted that I call her Sukanya now that we were both adults. She said that she appreciated my remarks but that there was no need to mention Raja rao furthermore, as, as she said "Life must move on for those still among the living." She looked a bit sad on uttering the words. But her sadness was soon replaced with a smile and she jumped to her feet, exclaiming that she would like a glass of the wine now that I had brought and offered me a glass as well. I had taken the bus across town and so had no need to worry about driving, and feeling rather tense and shy, I accepted the offer.



As we sat together and slowly polished off the first bottle of wine the conversation opened up and we talked about everything under the sun! My school courses and experiences at the college, her hobbies, how her son was doing, how she was feeling and making on with her life without Raja rao. As the drinks continued to flow and as the day progressed into evening the conversation expanded to more person matters. She asked if I had a girlfriend. I explained that I had known girls at College but did not have a steady girlfriend. Then overcoming my reserve I inquired whether she had found other companionship.

With more candor than I expected she explained "My friends convinced me to try on-line dating and though I met many nice gentlemen, most were too old for my taste, and those that di interest me proved, how shall I say, 'not able to sustain my level of enthusiasm', I suppose would be the best way to explain it to, you know, such a young gentleman as yourself. Smiling warmly at me as she expressed this though she rose upward, saying that she would open the next bottle and bring us another glass of wine. Surprisingly I watched her ascend the stairs to the second floor rather to proceed to the kitchen where the wine was. A few moments later she descended the stairs in what appeared to be a heavy housecoat. Entering the kitchen she returned with the new bottle.



Standing before me, looking rather more provocative than when she had left, she refilled my glass and mentioned as she closed the blinds to the windows that it was now too late to catch a bus but that I was welcome to spend the night and could sleep in her son's room. Sitting herself this time directly beside me on the couch she topped up her own wine glass. "A toast, to old acquaintances and new found friends!" She offered and we clinked our glasses. Gulping her wine I watched as she used her tongue to lip the liquor from her lips and then as she bit down upon her pouty lower lip.



For an older lady, she was starting to drive me crazy with desire! Her housecoat revealed a ripe cleavage that I had never seen so exposed before and the split in the gown hinted at smooth calves and supple curved thighs. My eyes could not resist the temptation to explore her flesh and she noticed how my view shyly would linger on her boobs or legs and then try to inconspicuously move away. She also noticed the bulge I could not suppress from growing under my pants and I noticed her own eyes fixated upon my groin.

Our conversation grew more quiet, more careful, turning almost to whispers. Stroking my hair with her free hand, her face only inches from mine, she asked why I did not have a girlfriend, adding that boys my age needed continual relief if they were to be able to focus on their studies. Before I could reply she smiled and let out a soft giggle, and kissing my cheek rose herself up, saying that she had to use the facilities. When she returned it was evident that she had deliberately left the belt around her housecoat loose. Instead of tightly hugging her body the garment now flowed softly around her. As she strutted toward me I caught the sight of white panties beneath her emerald green gown. Her ample cleavage was not clearly evident, and I could not resist intensely gazing at the soft jiggling flesh as she walked toward me.

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Placing herself down beside me she insisted that we resume our conversation where we had left off. With her one thigh completely bare and her left breast virtually exposed, she asked how a young buck as myself managed to keep focused on my studies and not distracted by my manly urges. I shy looked downward, first at her leg, then at her virtually exposed boob, and then at the obviously rock hard dick under my pants. I was left speechless. "Let me guess." She teased, 'You have to stroke yourself off every day. Maybe a couple of times a day. Oh, am I embarrassing you. So sorry, but it is perfectly normal for a man to jerk himself off every day, especially a younger man as yourself."


Looking downward," she added "I can see that you have not yet masturbated today." And with these words her hand descended downward and she stroked her fingers over my hard-on, so tightly wrapped in my jeans. Shocked, looking up at her, she planted a long kiss on my lips. Unable to speak in response she continued "I understand, you will need to jerk off before you go to sleep tonight, and truth is, being a bit lonely here, and more than a bit tipsy, I have to admit that I would love to watch. Truth is, I haven't seen a really stiff cock in many years and really miss having one of my own to play with and satisfy. And I so used to love watching boys jerking off as I teased them when I was a younger woman. So why don't I help you out of those tight restraining jeans of yours, and you can remind me what a hard penis looks like, and let me play with myself as I watch you stroke on it for me?" Still dumbfounded and motionless I watched as her hand fell back down upon my cock and ever so briefly she squeezed my dick through my pants and slid her fingers along my shaft.



"In fact," she teased "if you like, I can even show you a little flesh to help you along!" With her hand she then pushed the gown back over the breast that was already virtually exposed, and with the single motion brought into my view the fullness of her large breast and the dark swollen nipple and aureole that capped the soft sensuous flesh. My eyes locked onto her beautiful boob, unable to move away. She cupped my head and stroked my hair. "Do you like my tit?" She asked. Looking up at her shyly I nodded my head. Pulling me tight she placed a long hard kiss onto my mouth. "Tell me what you want Sunny. Don't be shy. Tell me what my man wants." She whispered in my ear. "Beg, darling, I want to hear you beg."

"I want your tits Sukanya, I want to feel that gorgeous breasts in my mouth. I want your soft round ass in my hands. I...I want to pull down your panties and see how broad and thick your brown bush is. I want to shove my tongue up between your thighs. And then, and then I want to shove ..." I had been bold enough to utter the words I had already, and wished that I could somehow take them back, ashamed of myself for having uttered them.



I felt relaxed again when I heard her say "And all those lustful little thoughts of yours you shall do, my handsome little playtoy, all in good time. But first, you are going to have to let me help you off with those pants so that you can show me how you play with yourself." Looking at her breast once again, and then into her eyes, I sat speechless and open mouthed. "Stand up, don't be shy." Sukanya teased. Helping me to my feet I stood before her. She leaned toward me and I watched as her big soft tit swung forward and bounced and jiggled as it hung from her chest. Reaching up she undid my buckle, the button to my jeans and my zipper. The whole while she looked up at me, smiling, licking her lips. Pulling my jeans down to my ankles she helped me to remove them, along with my socks. Rubbing her hands over my legs and then onto my belly she let her one hand stroke up and down over the rod that thrust upward through my underwear.

Grabbing hold of my dick through the material she uttered "mmm, nice hard cock." Then taking my underwear from both sides she pulled the elastic band downward. She pulled the band deliberately down directly over my cock so that my rigid member bounced up and down in front of her face once it was released. Leaving my underwear hanging about my knees she took the base of my cock in one hand and clasped my balls in the other. Softly stroking and squeezing my cock and my balls she added "mmm, very nice hard cock indeed!" I watched her as she stared at my cock admiringly.



Then she leaned forward further and took the head of my cock into her mouth. She sucked my cock, but only briefly. Pulling her head free she asked "Did you like me sucking your cock?" I nodded that I did. "I will suck your cock lots more tonight, and so much more as well, but first you have to be a good boy and show me how you stroke that hard dick of yours when there is no woman around to show you her tits or suck you off." I stood a bit paralyzed, but she took my hand and wrapped it around my shaft and as she worked my underwear off told me "There you go, don't be shy, show me how a young man strokes his cock when he is fantasizing about fucking his best friend's mother." Her words got me excited and without further hesitation I began to stroke my dick while she watched.

Watching me stroke my dick Sukanya laid back on the couch and releasing the belt to her gown pulled the material back to each side, exposing to my view both her large breasts as they flopped to the sides of her chest, her soft but still flat belly, her pretty white panties, and her thick, supple, smooth thighs. "Keep stroking that meat for me baby." She said as she cupped her heavy tits in her hands and raised them up, letting me admire the masses of soft silky flesh and the big dark nipples. She purposefully jostled her breasts in her hands, watching me as I watched the jiggling flesh. "You like big tits, don't you Sunny?" Nodding my agreement she added "I knew you were a big tit man. I used to notice how you tried to innocently look down my top when I was bent over when you were visiting."



She then spread her legs and began to caress her inner thighs and panty covered bush. "I have to confess Sunny that I used to masturbate while fantasizing of you fucking me while I was still married." She continued, rubbing a finger under her panties and caressing her own pussy. "Did you ever masturbate at nights fantasizing about what my tits looked like, how my mouth would feel around your cock, what it would be like to fuck me?" I nodded my head again, admitting my own sinfulness. "Good boy." She finished, and pulling at the material of her panties revealed to me her big brown bush and soft wet pussy lips. Holding the material back she used her other hand to continue playing with her moist flesh, teasing me by playing with her hot cunt as I teased her by stroking my hard dick.

"You like my pussy Sunny?" She asked. I of course nodded again. "Would you like to fuck my pussy Sunny?" I just smiled, not even needing to nod. "Would you like to eat my pussy Sunny?"

"I would absolutely love to eat your lovely beautiful pussy Sukanya." I confidently stated.

Spreading her legs wider and pulling her panties back further she said "So then what are waiting for?"

On cue I dropped to my knees and grabbing her legs around her own knees thrust my face into her twat without delay. She had me so turned on that I devoured that pussy as I had never done before, and perhaps have never done since. I licked and tongued and sucked and bit with all the zeal and energy of a crazed and starved animal. She gyrated intensely and cried with delight, grabbing my head by the hair and thrusting my face ever deeper into her vagina. Her body exploded soon after in delight and my face was showered with her grateful juices. Believing I would be released from her grasp, her continued to hold my face in place. "Again Sunny, please, again, make me cum by licking my pussy again." She begged with such desire and sincerity I could obviously not refuse and resumed my munching and licking. I didn't mind, and I was personally enjoying her twat in my face very much.



As I slowly and playfully continued to lick at her cunt she spoke to me with carefully selected words. "I haven't been licked down there by a man in over 20 years. Raja rao stopped doing it soon after we were married and I have so desperately missed the experience. Promise me Sunny that every time you come to town that you will visit me and lick my pussy. In reward I will let you do anything you want with my body for the remainder of that night. I'll suck you dry, over and over. You can fuck me as many times as you desire, in any position you want, anywhere in the house. You can even fuck me in the ass is you like. Have you ever fucked a lady in the ass before Sunny?" She inquired. I shook my head no, unable to speak because of the wet and wild pussy in my mouth. "I used to let my husband take me in the ass," She continued, "but when he stopped licking, I cut him off of that. Though I did enjoy it, and do miss it, and would welcome the opportunity again with another young and virile man. Tonight Sunny you can use my body in any way you please. And every time you visit in the future and are such a gentleman as to eat my pussy as eagerly as you are now, then you will continue to be freely invited to use my body again and again as you desire."

Licking her until she finally came again, which took quite some time this second round, with a tremendous sigh of relief she spread her arms back over her head and said "OK, you may now use me as you please. Strip off my panties and shove that horny cock of yours into me. If you cum, don't worry, I will get you hard again and you can fuck me over and over until we just can't get him hard anymore! Tonight I am your slut Sunny. Use me like one. In fact, not only do I expect it, but I demand it. By the time your cock is exhausted from fucking, I expect my three holes to be equally tired from being fucked. I need it as badly as you do Sunny dear. Give it to me over and over, good and hard!"



And thus it began. Sitting up on my knees I eagerly pulled the panties from her broad hips and down over her thick thighs. Spreading her legs with my hands I positioned my body between them and holding my cock in my hand slid it easily into that waiting teasing horny twat. Her eyelids closed and her head rolled back as she let out a deep sigh. "Raja rao hasn't been healthy for years and my pussy hasn't received a good real fucking in at least that time. God Sunny, fuck me tonight, and promise to return and fuck me as often as you can. Us older ladies need as much fucking as the younger one's, don't imagine just because we are older that we don't need to be fucked a lot, more maybe than those young bitches. And we are better at it, and we'll let you do anything at all that you want with us!"

[Krishan202]

Grasping her two big tits in my hands and pulling and squeezing at the heavy lobes as I continued to pump my cock in and out of her cunt I replied "No need to worry Sukanya, I will certainly return as often as I can. I have wanted to fuck you for ages, and now I can't believe that I have your tits in my hands and my cock buried beneath your big thick brown bush."




"I can shave it if you want. I will do anything you ask." She pleaded.

"I like it thick, a nice big hairy triangle pointing toward where I need to stick my cock. Don't trim it at all."

"I will do as you command Sir. I will do anything you say. You've made me feel like a woman again, and I have needed this for so long. I am your bitch now, your fuck slut, and you can use my body in any way that pleases you."

"God, I need to cum in you, your filthy mouth is turning me on. Tell me what a slut you are and how badly you need your cunt fucked." I demanded, my confidence having grown to a new level.

"Fuck your bitch baby, fuck her hard, fuck my pussy, fill my nasty cunt with gobs of your thick cum, fuck your bitches cunt like you own it, you do, it's yours now, fill your slut with cock and cum all night long." This was more than enough stimulation and caused me to blow my load into that horny twat, and as I had not been with a woman in quite a while, I filled her hungry crevice up to the point of over-flowing.



Collapsing onto her body with my dick still in her pussy we embraced and engaged in a lengthy deep kiss and I fondled at the large breast still in my hand. Regaining my breath and strength we stood together and removing her gown and my shirt we stood facing each other, inches apart, completed naked. She average height for a woman, , but still much shorter than I. Her eyes and hair were brown, with grey streaks in her hair. Her smile was warm but showed the wrinkles around her mouth and eyes. Her breasts were large yet still shapely and relatively firm. Basically a big pair of rounded tits that any man would enjoy wrapping his hands around. Her belly had a layer of fat about it, but remained flat. Her thick bush presented a lovely nest, and her legs were fleshy but not fat. She was a woman. A mature, middle aged, gorgeous, fuckable woman.



Taking me by the hand she led me out of the living room. "Let me take you to the bedroom darling, where we can work on getting that prick nice and hard again. You are certainly not getting away with only fucking me once tonight!" She said with a smile and giggle as she led me up the stairs. I watched her bare ass swaying ahead of me. Broad, round, supple, smooth, soft. Yup, I would definitely need to tap that before the night was through.

I laid down on the bed and Sukanya cuddled beside me, leaning over so that a breast hung in my face. Squeezing and sucking on the pendulous fleshy gift I watched as she grasped my soft dick and began to work it back to life again. Kneading her breast and sucking her nipple quickly aroused me again, and once Sukanya had me semi-rigid she lowered her body down and used her mouth to bring me back to a full erection. She was patient and gentle and appeared to enjoy the process of sucking my cock, just as I had enjoyed eating at her sumptuous pussy. Once she had me hard again she continued to lick and suck at my cock and balls, maintaining an unrushed pace.



Once she had had her fill of my dick in her face I watched her ascend over my groin. She positioned her legs around my waist and raising her hips leveraged my cock back into her pussy with her hand. Sukanya then began to pump slowly up and down, rhythmically, slowly increasing her pace. She began breathing heavier. Her heavy tits bounced and swung from her motions and I grabbed those two big fleshy breasts in my hands and crushed them together, admiring the stiff large nipples protruding from them. She pumped herself vigorously up and down, over and over, faster and faster. I noticed her eyes were closed and she seemed in her own little world. Soon she began to gyrate erratically and moan deeply. Christ, I thought, the woman had fucked herself to the point of cumming again! She had obviously gone without a good fucking for quite a while and clearly needed this even more than I did!



Slumping over she collapsed on the bed beside me. Smiling broadly at me with rosy cheeks and wide open eyes she said "Thank-you. I really really needed that!" Nowhere near done myself I rolled on top of her and pushing her legs wide with my knees I stuck my dick back into her and proceeded with the fucking. She willingly and gratefully received my penis into her vagina and spreading her own legs wide and high, her feet pointing to the ceiling, she let me continue fucking her as I pleased. She thoughtfully cupped her tits together for my viewing pleasure, knowing that I liked to look at them thusly presented. She moaned loudly and begged me to keep fucking her.

[Krishan202]

I pumped and pumped at that pussy until her moans transitioned to heavy panting, and her hips began to gyrate under my body. Looking up at me with lustful eyes she asked "Would you like to fuck me from behind now Sir?" Kissing her and replying that I would love to, I rose upward to take my weight off her. Sukanya immediately rolled over and raising her rear quarter upward presented her broad soft wonderful ass to me. Positioning myself behind her I was soon fucking her from behind. "That ass is yours darling, fuck it as you please. Take me from behind anytime you want. I love being fucked doggy. Remember, I am your slut. So fuck me like one."




Grasping the soft flesh of her wide hips in my hands I slammed my groin against those tender ass checks and pumped my dick into that welcoming cunt in long hard strokes, slowly increasing the pace with the ever increasing intensity of her moans. "Oh, fuck, yes, baby, fuck me hard. I love it good and hard from behind. Spank that ass of yours, spank me hard, make me beg for it baby!" She cried. I had never spanked a woman as I doggy fucked before, and certainly never such large soft inviting ass cheeks as these! Spanking her hesitantly at first, unacquainted with the process, I was soon whacking hard upon each butt cheek with her continued encouragement. "Fuck yes baby, spank me like you'd spank some common slut. I love being your bitch. Fuck your bitch baby, fuck her hard, punish her, spank her ass like she deserve it." Christ, Sukanya really knew how to turn my crank and turn me on with her filthy mouth, her slutty words making my cock pulse with desire.

Smashing my cock hard into her cunt and watching the flesh of her ass cheeks vibrate and jiggle in response I smacked those fleshy cheeks until they turned a bright red. She threw her head backward and I grabbed onto her long brown hair, pinning her head back. This seemed to drive her crazy and as I fucked that twat, whipped that ass and pulled that hair she screamed "Fuck it baby, fuck it. This is what I have been needing for years, a real man to take control and use my body hard, to fuck me as he needs to, to make me his slut, use me as his bitch. Sunny, darling, fuck your bitch good baby, God, fuck her hard!"



As I pumped away at that willing twat, and thinking I was close to cumming again, I then heard her utter the magic words through her heavily laboured sighs. "Do you want to ass fuck me baby? Do you need to anally fuck your slut tonight?"

Slowing my pace and releasing her hair I said "Well, now that you mention it, yes, yes I do believe that I do need to ass fuck my slut tonight."

"There is lubricant in the bathroom darling. I will be waiting here, ass held high for your return. Be gentle. It has been a while. You might need to tie my hands behind my back with one of Raja rao's old ties in the closet to keep me from bucking you off though. Just a suggestion." She said, looking back at me, with a wink.



In a micro-second flash I had her hands tied, ass thrust up and lube spread over my dick and her tight butt-hole. I had never fucked a woman in the ass before and was going crazy in anticipation of the idea. I had no idea what I was doing, but a hole is a hole, and slowly I worked my way into this new one. Tight and hard to enter, a continued to thrust myself gradually in, my persistence paying off. She moaned a lot, yelled a bit, screamed a couple of times, gave some suggestive hints. And soon enough, I was balls deep into middle aged asshole. I loved it! And still do. Tight around my dick, the act of fucking Sukanya in the ass gave me a sense of power over her body. And still does. She groaned and convulsed and bucked. I knew that there was some pain, but there was obviously pleasure to. She did not resist or say no. She wanted this as much as I did. I fucked Sukanya that first time in the ass until her hole grew red and sore, and then I exploded into her cavity with at least the fury of when I dumped my load into her twat earlier that evening.

Untying her hands we lay together in a tight embrace, kissing each other passionately. She thanked me profusely for the wonderful ass fucking and I thanked her for making the offer. I was able to get it up again a couple of more times that night, and once again in the morning, and Sukanya was true to her word and gratified me each time. I fucked her face until I came into her mouth, and she gladly devoured the semen I offered her. I stroked off over her tits and watched her run the cum over her soft flesh with her fingers and a smile on her face. And I fucked that pussy and filled it with cum once more. It was a night to remember. I don't recall ever having fucked so much before.



And true to my word I found excuses to return home on a regularly basis, and each time would spend my nights with Sukanya. Sukanya might have been an older lady, but she desired cock more than any younger woman I ever met did. As the years passed and I graduated and got a job I continued to visit Sukanya. She admitted that she continued dating other men, but that none of the men her age were able to satisfy her. She explained that she needed to be fucked as often as a man could get it up for her, and so she appreciated the young bucks who could get a good hard stiffy and continue to get it up over and over. She confessed over the years that she had fucked a great many more young men. She would go to the bars dressed slutty, showing cleavage and leg, a regular cougar, with each young stud taking her up on her offer of free no strings attached sex. I didn't mind her fucking other men at all. Who was I to judge. But I was her first young buck. And in many ways I love Sukanya, and I think she loves me, though we would never confess the words. And while she let the other men come and go from her life without forming an emotional attachment, I always remained by her side. Not just a fuck, but a lover.



Now, many many years later, I am married and have three wonderful little children. I still get back to my home city from time and time. And each time I do, I make sure to visit Sukanya. She is older now, into her 60's. But she still welcomes me back into her arms, and between her thighs. Though well passed her prime she still loves any opportunity to suck and fuck. She still has her filthy dirty mouth. And despite her years, she still remains the best ass fuck I have ever known.

THE-END

[Warrior]

Please write on Hina khan serial Actress

[Shipu123]

Please write a story on Shivangi Joshi(Naira of yeah rishta)

[Shipu123]

Abhi kuch din pehle yahan ek story padhi thi jisne Aslam driver Sneha ke sath sex karta hai wo bhi uske husband ke kehne par and then Aslam Sneha ki shaadi bhi Hoti hai but us post ke Baad wo story mili nahi. Kya wo story delete kar di gai hai ? Agar nahi to jise pata ho wo please story ka link provide Kara do.

[Rajaryanea]

Abhi kuch din pehle yahan ek story padhi thi jisne Aslam driver Sneha ke sath sex karta hai wo bhi uske husband ke kehne par and then Aslam Sneha ki shaadi bhi Hoti hai but us post ke Baad wo story mili nahi. Kya wo story delete kar di gai hai ? Agar nahi to jise pata ho wo please story ka link provide Kara do.

I read that story too . But i can't find it either

[Smad1979]

This Priyanka update is so hot. Thanks so much. Please do Deepika Padukone next

[bloodyfool]

For a Saturday, it was a very despondent day indeed. My best friend's father had died that week and we rushed back from college to attend the funeral. I knew his family well, and we were all very sad at the passing of Raja rao. Despite Vijay's mother wearing a heavy black veil her grief and tears were evident. Too young for a man to die, only in his early 50's. Heart disease they said. I knew Vijay' mother through my teenage years and always thought her a beautiful and sexy lady. But this Saturday all I could see was her grief and pain, and I felt great sympathy for her.




A few months later I was back in town and thought to pay her a visit, to bring her a gift of flowers and wish her my condolences. I also brought her a few bottles of Merlot wine, remembering that this was her favorite. I showed up unannounced but she smiled broadly nonetheless when she opened the door, seeing the flowers and a face she probably last recalled from when I was in high school. I had grown a few years since then and in that time learned to appreciate the benefits that women had to offer. And on seeing Mrs. Comeau I saw that she had lost none of beauty, charm or curves that I remembered her possessing.

Though a woman in her late 40' she maintained a very womanly figure. Presented before me in jeans and a sweater I noticed both the sweetness of her face and the curves of her figure. Yes, her face showed her age, but her wrinkles were overwhelmed by her soft lips and doe like eyes. Not a slender lady, she had a shape of a true woman, with large breasts, well rounded hips and thick yet welcoming thighs. But I had seen too many skinny girls in college and her warm broad curves made my groin begin to tingle at the sight of her once again.



I could see the heavy breasts concealed by the sweater, large bulbous cantaloupe's thrusting from her chest. And her jeans hung tightly around her wide hips and shapely thighs. My stiffy began to grow as I shyly handed her the flowers and I believe that I blushed as I also handed her the bag containing the wine. I lowered my head, averting her gaze and trying not to appear to be staring at her tits, which I must admit I was. With a warm voice she said "Well thank-you Sunny for all the thoughtful gift! Won't you please come in!"

I entered the door, stumbling over my feet. As she turned around I could not resist the temptation to view her ass in those jeans. I was not disappointed. The jeans hung tightly about her broad bum, accentuating the ample curves. I don't recall her dressing so sexy when I was in high-school. Had she dressed more conservatively then or had I just not paid attention? Or with her husband gone was she now able to more freely express her own preferred style of dress? Or maybe even trying to find another man in the city to hook up with? With the image of her breasts and ass swirling in my head I considered the possibilities.



We sat on opposite ends of the couch as I fumbling for words to express how sorry I was about her husband. Having referred to her as Mrs. Raja rao she insisted that I call her Sukanya now that we were both adults. She said that she appreciated my remarks but that there was no need to mention Raja rao furthermore, as, as she said "Life must move on for those still among the living." She looked a bit sad on uttering the words. But her sadness was soon replaced with a smile and she jumped to her feet, exclaiming that she would like a glass of the wine now that I had brought and offered me a glass as well. I had taken the bus across town and so had no need to worry about driving, and feeling rather tense and shy, I accepted the offer.



As we sat together and slowly polished off the first bottle of wine the conversation opened up and we talked about everything under the sun! My school courses and experiences at the college, her hobbies, how her son was doing, how she was feeling and making on with her life without Raja rao. As the drinks continued to flow and as the day progressed into evening the conversation expanded to more person matters. She asked if I had a girlfriend. I explained that I had known girls at College but did not have a steady girlfriend. Then overcoming my reserve I inquired whether she had found other companionship.

With more candor than I expected she explained "My friends convinced me to try on-line dating and though I met many nice gentlemen, most were too old for my taste, and those that di interest me proved, how shall I say, 'not able to sustain my level of enthusiasm', I suppose would be the best way to explain it to, you know, such a young gentleman as yourself. Smiling warmly at me as she expressed this though she rose upward, saying that she would open the next bottle and bring us another glass of wine. Surprisingly I watched her ascend the stairs to the second floor rather to proceed to the kitchen where the wine was. A few moments later she descended the stairs in what appeared to be a heavy housecoat. Entering the kitchen she returned with the new bottle.



Standing before me, looking rather more provocative than when she had left, she refilled my glass and mentioned as she closed the blinds to the windows that it was now too late to catch a bus but that I was welcome to spend the night and could sleep in her son's room. Sitting herself this time directly beside me on the couch she topped up her own wine glass. "A toast, to old acquaintances and new found friends!" She offered and we clinked our glasses. Gulping her wine I watched as she used her tongue to lip the liquor from her lips and then as she bit down upon her pouty lower lip.



For an older lady, she was starting to drive me crazy with desire! Her housecoat revealed a ripe cleavage that I had never seen so exposed before and the split in the gown hinted at smooth calves and supple curved thighs. My eyes could not resist the temptation to explore her flesh and she noticed how my view shyly would linger on her boobs or legs and then try to inconspicuously move away. She also noticed the bulge I could not suppress from growing under my pants and I noticed her own eyes fixated upon my groin.

Our conversation grew more quiet, more careful, turning almost to whispers. Stroking my hair with her free hand, her face only inches from mine, she asked why I did not have a girlfriend, adding that boys my age needed continual relief if they were to be able to focus on their studies. Before I could reply she smiled and let out a soft giggle, and kissing my cheek rose herself up, saying that she had to use the facilities. When she returned it was evident that she had deliberately left the belt around her housecoat loose. Instead of tightly hugging her body the garment now flowed softly around her. As she strutted toward me I caught the sight of white panties beneath her emerald green gown. Her ample cleavage was not clearly evident, and I could not resist intensely gazing at the soft jiggling flesh as she walked toward me.

[bloodyfool]

For a Saturday, it was a very despondent day indeed. My best friend's father had died that week and we rushed back from college to attend the funeral. I knew his family well, and we were all very sad at the passing of Raja rao. Despite Vijay's mother wearing a heavy black veil her grief and tears were evident. Too young for a man to die, only in his early 50's. Heart disease they said. I knew Vijay' mother through my teenage years and always thought her a beautiful and sexy lady. But this Saturday all I could see was her grief and pain, and I felt great sympathy for her.




A few months later I was back in town and thought to pay her a visit, to bring her a gift of flowers and wish her my condolences. I also brought her a few bottles of Merlot wine, remembering that this was her favorite. I showed up unannounced but she smiled broadly nonetheless when she opened the door, seeing the flowers and a face she probably last recalled from when I was in high school. I had grown a few years since then and in that time learned to appreciate the benefits that women had to offer. And on seeing Mrs. Comeau I saw that she had lost none of beauty, charm or curves that I remembered her possessing.

Though a woman in her late 40' she maintained a very womanly figure. Presented before me in jeans and a sweater I noticed both the sweetness of her face and the curves of her figure. Yes, her face showed her age, but her wrinkles were overwhelmed by her soft lips and doe like eyes. Not a slender lady, she had a shape of a true woman, with large breasts, well rounded hips and thick yet welcoming thighs. But I had seen too many skinny girls in college and her warm broad curves made my groin begin to tingle at the sight of her once again.



I could see the heavy breasts concealed by the sweater, large bulbous cantaloupe's thrusting from her chest. And her jeans hung tightly around her wide hips and shapely thighs. My stiffy began to grow as I shyly handed her the flowers and I believe that I blushed as I also handed her the bag containing the wine. I lowered my head, averting her gaze and trying not to appear to be staring at her tits, which I must admit I was. With a warm voice she said "Well thank-you Sunny for all the thoughtful gift! Won't you please come in!"

I entered the door, stumbling over my feet. As she turned around I could not resist the temptation to view her ass in those jeans. I was not disappointed. The jeans hung tightly about her broad bum, accentuating the ample curves. I don't recall her dressing so sexy when I was in high-school. Had she dressed more conservatively then or had I just not paid attention? Or with her husband gone was she now able to more freely express her own preferred style of dress? Or maybe even trying to find another man in the city to hook up with? With the image of her breasts and ass swirling in my head I considered the possibilities.



We sat on opposite ends of the couch as I fumbling for words to express how sorry I was about her husband. Having referred to her as Mrs. Raja rao she insisted that I call her Sukanya now that we were both adults. She said that she appreciated my remarks but that there was no need to mention Raja rao furthermore, as, as she said "Life must move on for those still among the living." She looked a bit sad on uttering the words. But her sadness was soon replaced with a smile and she jumped to her feet, exclaiming that she would like a glass of the wine now that I had brought and offered me a glass as well. I had taken the bus across town and so had no need to worry about driving, and feeling rather tense and shy, I accepted the offer.



As we sat together and slowly polished off the first bottle of wine the conversation opened up and we talked about everything under the sun! My school courses and experiences at the college, her hobbies, how her son was doing, how she was feeling and making on with her life without Raja rao. As the drinks continued to flow and as the day progressed into evening the conversation expanded to more person matters. She asked if I had a girlfriend. I explained that I had known girls at College but did not have a steady girlfriend. Then overcoming my reserve I inquired whether she had found other companionship.

With more candor than I expected she explained "My friends convinced me to try on-line dating and though I met many nice gentlemen, most were too old for my taste, and those that di interest me proved, how shall I say, 'not able to sustain my level of enthusiasm', I suppose would be the best way to explain it to, you know, such a young gentleman as yourself. Smiling warmly at me as she expressed this though she rose upward, saying that she would open the next bottle and bring us another glass of wine. Surprisingly I watched her ascend the stairs to the second floor rather to proceed to the kitchen where the wine was. A few moments later she descended the stairs in what appeared to be a heavy housecoat. Entering the kitchen she returned with the new bottle.



Standing before me, looking rather more provocative than when she had left, she refilled my glass and mentioned as she closed the blinds to the windows that it was now too late to catch a bus but that I was welcome to spend the night and could sleep in her son's room. Sitting herself this time directly beside me on the couch she topped up her own wine glass. "A toast, to old acquaintances and new found friends!" She offered and we clinked our glasses. Gulping her wine I watched as she used her tongue to lip the liquor from her lips and then as she bit down upon her pouty lower lip.



For an older lady, she was starting to drive me crazy with desire! Her housecoat revealed a ripe cleavage that I had never seen so exposed before and the split in the gown hinted at smooth calves and supple curved thighs. My eyes could not resist the temptation to explore her flesh and she noticed how my view shyly would linger on her boobs or legs and then try to inconspicuously move away. She also noticed the bulge I could not suppress from growing under my pants and I noticed her own eyes fixated upon my groin.

Our conversation grew more quiet, more careful, turning almost to whispers. Stroking my hair with her free hand, her face only inches from mine, she asked why I did not have a girlfriend, adding that boys my age needed continual relief if they were to be able to focus on their studies. Before I could reply she smiled and let out a soft giggle, and kissing my cheek rose herself up, saying that she had to use the facilities. When she returned it was evident that she had deliberately left the belt around her housecoat loose. Instead of tightly hugging her body the garment now flowed softly around her. As she strutted toward me I caught the sight of white panties beneath her emerald green gown. Her ample cleavage was not clearly evident, and I could not resist intensely gazing at the soft jiggling flesh as she walked toward me.



Woooow This story made my day, thanks for posting

[bloodyfool]

Please post one on Kajol

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[Krishan202]

My name is Nithin. This is an incident occurred when I visited a theatre with my wife Aditi Rao Hydari during our honeymoon.




A place blessed with beauty dazzled our views. My wife wore a silk skirt and jeans. I did not approve of it, however being the second week of our marriage I did not argue. I donned jeans to match her style. When people stare at Aditi, it makes me uneasy and Aditi being voluptuous only made matters worse. Her boobs jiggled as she walked even though she wore tight bra. Her ass was a carved piece on which the skirt made a second skin.



It was with great effort during our honeymoon I got permission to go out alone with Aditi. People did not seem to realize we needed privacy. Wherever we went aunties, uncles or their children followed us. Therefore, this time I told it was an official visit. Aditi did not seem to mind the guest; in fact, she was happy to have all of them around her. She was surprised to see us go to a cinema hall instead of my friend's house as we planned. When I told her, I wanted some time in private she seemed to be more surprised which irritated me.

'Was she such a naïve or was I the sex hungry guy?'



This film had been running for a week now and I didn't expect any rush. Leaving two seats from the sidewall, to keep our helmet and bags, we sat down like college students. Some people came and looked, then seeing us, they moved on to different seats. Some guys came and sat near me. As lights dimmed, I placed my hands on Aditi's hand as she cuddled on my shoulder and smiled. We were immersed in the movie when suddenly someone flashed a torch at our faces. It was the ticket checker. I soon looked for the counterfoil in my pockets.

"Is the seat occupied?" he asked flashing the seats where we had kept the bag.

"No," I said.

Immediately he flashed the torch to someone and a light was flashed back. Another person accompanied by two men came.

"This seat is not taken."

Before we could say anything, they moved in, handing over our bags on the seat to us.

"Isn't there any other seats?" I asked.

"The theatre is full and moreover the seat is not for placing your things," he said.



He was an old man and the way he looked at me was as if he was disapproving me with the girl. He probably did not realize we were married and perhaps thought we were here to grope and feel each other. I wanted to explain but then let it go. We should have taken our things and moved to the sidewall but it happened so fast that we never thought of that. The two men sat near Aditi.

The film was an action packed movie with good songs. I sat back to enjoy the movie. After around half an hour, Aditi whispered to me that the people were troubling her. I looked at them giving my sternest look hoping to frighten them and it did. They remained well mannered until the interval. Fifteen minutes after the interval, I felt Aditi`s finger signalling me. I looked at her. One of them had his hand on her thigh. He was using his fingers to lift up her skirt slowly. She was busy pushing off his hand. I coughed and looked at him. He withdrew his hand quickly. Aditi looked at me and smiled. I wanted to move her from there but the person near me seemed worse. Our only choice was either to create a scene and become the laughingstock or leave the theatre. It was only after months of waiting that we were able to go out, so I did not want to spoil it. I looked at them and they seemed under control now.



After some time, again I felt the fingers of Aditi. I turned towards them. The person near her had unzipped and his underwear-covered dick was pointing out. Suddenly the theatre went silent and dark. I wondered what had happened and looked around. It was only the setting of a song, which started with silence, then a bang. All of a sudden, the screen was filled with mini skirt girls followed by a cabaret dancer. Her movements were sexy and her moving around showing glimpses of panty was titillating. For a second I forgot about Aditi. It was Aditi's pulling that brought me back. While I was deep into the movements of the song, the person near her had begun his movement. This time his eyes were glued to the screen. Therefore, I could not stare him down. His hands were roaming around Aditi's thigh like a spider. My eyes were fluttering back to the screen as the cabaret dancer swirled her legs apart to the tune and did a fucking gesture with her legs apart giving a sudden view of a camel toe. The tugging of my sleeve continued. My brain was telling me turn however; my dick was rising and wanted to see the nakedness of the women on screen. Torn between the two I looked at the screen then to Aditi thigh and then back to screen.



All this was happening in a matter of seconds though it looked like hours. While the actress parted her legs to show her panties and began to thrust, the person near her had pulled Aditi's skirt above her knee. Aditi expecting me to intervene had not given her full strength to stop him. She was pulling my sleeve with one hand while she held her skirt as the person tried to lift it. This disadvantage was an advantage to him. He heaved at her dress and placed his hands on her naked thigh. His hand was like an electric shock to her. She almost jumped up. My eyes were glued to the screen and her voice was falling on deaf ears. I tore my eyes from the screen to the person.

[Krishan202]

He had his hand placed on her naked thigh. Seeing her naked thigh, my dick arose. I slowly placed my hand on her other naked thigh. Thinking I was going to do something, she stopped the struggle. She probably thought I was going to twist the person's hand, but her standstill found two hands rushing to her spot. For a second she stood still, not realizing the effect as two hands reached her pussy. It was the other person who first squeezed her pussy under her skirt. With a shock, she grabbed his hand. Abruptly she found my hand wobbling into her panties. As she suddenly moved to block my hand, she lost the grip on the person's hand. The person`s hand now began to tug at her panties. She tried blocking both but the damage was done.




Both of us held on her panties and were heaving. Desperately she left our hands and gripped her panties. I continued my pull on her panties and so did the other person however; he also managed to get his left hand in to her panties and clutched her pussy. I realized that when I heard an 'oomph' from Aditi. She let go of my hand and concentrated on the man. She tried to push his hand away but it was like a leech -- stuck there. I found no resistance as I pulled down her panties to her ankle. Either she was busy pushing the hand away or she did not realize it in the struggle. She tried to get up but the man`s hand blocked her. 



As she gripped the seat to get up, the person managed to insert his finger in her pussy. She uttered 'aah' loudly inadvertently. The sudden sound made him pullback his hand. She jumped up to go but I blocked her.

She looked at me brusquely saying, "Let's go."

"Sit down," I hissed at her.



She looked at me her eyes widening not believing what she was hearing.

"Don't make a fool of yourself. People are watching. Sit down!"

Her eyes still on me, she moved to sit but the person had jumped to her seat. Not noticing this, she sat right on his lap. As she tried to get up, he held her. She struggled and got up only to have her skirt pulled up as she was pulled back to his lap. She fell on his lap. The person had his dick out and as she fell on him, he grinded his dick on her bare ass. She didn't realise that although she was struggling to get away, she was actually giving him pleasure. She held the seat in front of her and tried to pull herself up but was pulled back. From my angle, it seemed like they were making it out. The person managed to hold his dick under her as he pulled her back the third time. She was thinking of only getting away and was not prepared as she fell down. The person had positioned it well, so as she fell, her pussy opened to acknowledge his dick that went right thru.



 She sat prefixed, forgetting to rise up taking in the pain and pleasure at the same stance. She looked at me as if she had done a blunder. I did not understand at first as her skirt covered his lap. Her embarrassed and flustered face made me understand what had happened.

She sat perplexed what to do while the stranger was fucking his guts out in her. The person was unaware that he was fucking a virgin pussy. Aditi was swooning as an unknown sense of pleasure hit her. She felt as if she would fall unconscious as her eyes collapse and she began to shiver. Soon the person started to shudder. I stood in awe as the two began to frisson forgetting their whereabouts. Both of them were shivering as if they were victims of fits. 



Soon they collapsed to the pleasures as the lust erupted deflowering her. For some time both of them sat like that as lovers. I looked around me. Couple of people was watching the episode blinking in the dark not believing their eyes. The person with him stood up. It was then I saw that he was rubbing his cock watching them. Without any thought of the public, he erupted a load of cum direct on her face awaking her. She suddenly realized the situation and jumped up. His dick was still hard and in her. As she rose, she felt his dick pull out and she shuddered. She wiped her face and looked around - to see us all staring at her.

[Krishan202]

She burst into tears and sat down to cry. I put my hand on her shoulders trying to make her calm. People were fidgeting in their seats. They were thinking a couple of youngsters were enjoying a girl in the back and they were getting envious. Now given a chance, they would come and interfere acting as moral security officer. I was getting worried. Cos if the matter was out and it came that I, her husband did nothing, when she was molested would make things bad. To make matters worse if she says I helped them then it would be a disaster.




As I was consoling her, I found another hand coming in and squeezing her tits. This time I got angry, pushed the hand away, and looked up. I was shocked to see a crowd gathering around us. This made more worried. These fools surrounding her were sure to attract attraction and soon people would be buzzing in to know the reason and matters would blow out of hand. For the men it was fun and a rare chance to grab a woman. They did not care that she was crying, that her husband was with her, or that they were in a public place. Even as these thoughts flashed in my mind, the number of hands were increasing like a swarm of ants. Some squeezed her boobs and would not leave it. 



She was trying to push them off but she didn't want people to see her crying so she kept her head low. Suddenly I saw some of them pull out their mobiles and start to recording. I decided to move before it blows out of proportion

I led her out. Now the men were hurrying behind us as if a train was leaving. Some were even pushing me to get a grab of her. People now started to look at us rather on the screen. To make matters worse some idiot was hooting. I led her through the swamp while her ass was squeezed and dress almost ripped off. Hastily I pulled her out. The outside light was a welcome sight. We were on the second floor. We moved down thru the staircase and found the shutter down. We looked out to see if any security guard was there to open. No one was around. We went up. When we reached up, we found the hall full. Somehow, the news had spread and they had come to see the girl. As soon as we reached the hall, one of the men shouted

"There they are"



As soon as he said it, all the men started moving towards us. We took the stairs up not knowing where it would reach us nevertheless, for the moment that was the only exit available. As soon as we reached up, we found it was the way to the terrace and the door locked. The men were right behind us shouting and chasing. The men were coming to us like some sex-starved zombies with no thought of moral decency or the aftermath. They surrounded us. Their eager eyes boring into her, she cowered behind me. We stood like that for a couple of minutes. Suddenly I heard the shutter open. I sighed a relief. I slowly edged ourselves to the exit. The men suddenly became quiet and were slowly making way for us. Probably the sound of shutter opening had made them nervous. We moved slowly with their eyes still on her. As we reached the first step of stairs, Aditi who was clinging behind me came to the other side.



Suddenly she gave a 'yelp' pushing me forward. I lost my balance and fell over the stairs rolling down. Abruptly someone grabbed her ass and the inevitable began. The circle, which was open suddenly, closed on her. The men crowded around for a grab. They just wanted to squeeze her. The fun soon turned to stripping her. One of the bigger men lifted her skirt and pulled her back. She was trying to wade off 20 men in a group. In the push and pull, someone pulled her panties down and she lost her balance falling down spread-eagled. Her skirt was up and the panties down. All the men gazed at her honey spot split wide open. Majority of the men by now had pulled out their dicks and were rubbing in front of her. She closed her leg and started to get up but her hands were pulled down. She was on her knees with her hand pressed on the floor. She tried to pull out her hand and get up. Some of the men behind her pulled up her skirt and gawked at her round and plum bottoms.



One of the men kneeled besides her and split opened her ass cheeks displaying her sweet pink asshole. She suddenly struggled and laid on the ground in a move to avoid them. Other two of them lifted her legs up holding her head down. She began to shout. One of them removed her panties and stuffed it in her mouth. Her muffled shout increased their lust as music. Her ass was raised to position as eager men crowded behind her. One by one, they inserted their finger in her pussy and ass. Slowly they placed their dick on her pussy and pushed. Another one inserted his finger in her asshole and rotated as she fringed. Everyone was busy trying to press their dick on any part of her. Some were even massaging their dick with her hair while others were trying to get their dicks between her toes.

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Others were busy watching and masturbating. She looked like a machine-moving front and back and sideways in a random motion. I looked horrified as some of the men started to record it on their cells. Some of the assailants were even posing as they were fucking her.




The fall hurt my head and I was all shaky. It was a surprise that I was not bleeding. Gathering strength, I got up and climbed the stairs. I tried pushing them off but was outnumbered. I decided to go down and get help and ran down the stairs but was blocked by the big guys. I tried fighting them off but could not, then I changed track and pleaded with them to let us go.

"Of course, we will let you go- What do you think we are terrorists?" he said amused.

"It's just that, if we don't allow others they might squeal on us. Therefore, we have to share. Anyhow, we reached a point of no return. What difference does it make if she has 2 or 3 dicks less or more?"



I had no answer for them. In a way, it was wise not to annoy them or things might get worse.

"If you want we can make you fuck her, if you fear you may lose your chance," the other person with him said.

I looked at him. They were a couple of deranged elder men, probably spoiled by all the XXX movies. They never were thinking of the aftermath of the fun they are having now. Neither were they thinking of the girl. For them she was just a tool. Like in my school days, the bullies would grab my comics and read them and after that, if they liked they gave it back or tore it into pieces just for fun. Seeing these men, I felt the same effect. It was as if their new tool was upgraded from comic to women. They thought she was my girlfriend and thinking they were doing a great, help was offering me their help by making me fuck her.



"She is Aditi."

"Damn -- Nowadays these birds jump to marriage but her love spot was tight."

He said leering at me. He would have laughed his head off, if he had known I had not fucked her yet and she was still a virgin, I just kept quiet.

"Sorry man, I will tell them to finish it fast. Come let's see," he said pulling me up.

He seemed like he liked me or had sympathies for me or perhaps just a psycho to fuck a wife infront of the husband. I said nothing but went with him.



When we reached the top, I couldn't see her. All I could see a lot of naked men running around. I knew somewhere in the crowd she would be there.

"Guys! Make it faster, we have one more participant. So make it fast."

"No-No..." I said trying to make him understand -- then stopped not knowing what to say.

I watched helplessly as he parted some of them. I got a glimpse of Aditi, all sweating, and moving like a pumping machine. Her body gleamed in sweat making it beautiful. She looked like some portray of a lioness with her head up. The only problem was that all her holes were filled up with strong dicks. My dick began to rise. I was led behind her where most of them had gathered. All were gazing at her ass and massaging their dick. I watched as if seeing some xxx film, her protests on my deaf ear. The person fucking her was massaging and squeezing her ass. Another one was fingering her asshole with a smile on his face as if he was doing something funny. She was squealing with a dick in her mouth as he rotated his finger in her ass. 



I looked around. Everyone was busy watching the fuck. I slowly opened my pants and pulled out my dick. I watched the horror of Aditi in a gang-bang, with a masturbating dick.

Suddenly I found myself next in line as the person infront moved. I didn't look around but kneeled and rubbed my dick on her asshole. I slowly pressed it on her asshole and pushed. I could feel her protest as she began to wriggle. I held on her hips and slowly pushed it in. Maybe it was the men fingering or maybe she was well lubricated -- I do not know but I felt her asshole expand to accept my dick. My dick stern, did not make any consideration for her and on the contrary was little harsh as I could not control my eagerness of entering her ass, in front of all. I felt my dick slide into her dream hole. I had never expected that I would be able to fuck Aditi's asshole. I pushed until my balls banged her ass, and then slowly positioned myself to fuck her. I slowly pulled back my dick until the tip of my dick and again banged in. 



I could hear her protests as she tried to bring her hand behind and push me away but her hand was led away to someone's dick to pump them. She could not look back as the person fucking her mouth was holding her head. Others too were clutching her parts, making it impossible for her to move. I fucked her ass real hard, diving in and out like a maniac. I felt the blood rush though my dicks and ejaculated a load of cum in her ass. Even after I started cumming I continued fucking her till the last cum swept away into her bum. Dazed, I pulled back as someone jumped over my head with his large dick, eagerly pushing into her bottoms.



I dressed up quickly and moved aside but still watching the feats of the strangers. They were full of energy and trying all their kinkiness over her. One of them urinated over her, inviting shouts from other men as his urine splashed over them too. Another person jumped up in front of her and urinated on her face. She tried to hide her face but someone held her hand and the urine hit her face. She was led to suck the urine flowing dick as others continued their rocking. More would have contributed; had not the bell rang, signalling the end of the movie. I found all of them moving away.. The men each gave her a slap on the ass or a squeeze on her boobs as they left. Soon I was alone with my naked, cum and urine drenched wife.



I grabbed her clothes and went to her. Sensing me, she shuddered thinking it was one of them. Then seeing she me she was relieved. I was also thankful because when she shuddered, I thought she had realized that I had also fucked her with the men. I led her to the men's bathroom, and washed her fast. However, as I washed her body with water, my dick began to grow as my hand swept over her soft cushions. Maybe she felt it, because she told me she would wash herself. I went out leaving the door ajar. I pulled out my dick and started rubbing watching her bathe. Suddenly I sensed the door open and some men walk in. they stood dumbfounded seeing me masturbating peeping into the bathroom of men. They must have thought me as a gay because they showed a disgusted face. I didn't mind but continued. One of them came behind me and looked in. seeing a woman, he called out to his friends. They all came running and peeped in. they bit their lips watching the unbelievable bath. I splashed a load of cum on the door as my lust grew with strangers watching my naked wife. 



Hearing the commotions, she looked up to see a number of faces. Hurriedly she closed the door. I moved out and waited as men began to pour in after the show.



It would be fun to see Aditi walking out of the bathroom. Wonder if anyone else would pounce on her? I felt like a maniac, hoping this day would never get over and people would just go on fucking her. I waited in the shadows!

THE-END

[Johnpaul]

anything on tamanna and shriya as solo with small boys younger than them? like loving not forcing