14-12-2021, 08:31 PM
He came back in the evening and Paramjeet was standing near her gate and talking to someone. Vicky returned from office and looked at her. He smiled at her and she too gave a smile back, not knowing how to react in front of others.
He got an idea.
After about half an hour or so, Honey came for the tuitions.
She was wearing a tight t-shirt and baggy lady pyjamas. More like the Arabian pyjamas one sees these days. It was a black pyjama and red t-shirt combination.
Today as she started doing the sums correct, she looked at him but he ignored and gave her a few more. She didn’t know how to react. The sums were a bit tougher than the previous day. Somehow, with his help she managed to crack them. It had taken her around 40mins to do the sums.
He didn’t give any more sums to her but she waited and did not get up.
He smiled and said “inaam chahiye” (you need your reward)
She was a bit more shameless today and said “haan” (yes)
“Chal aa” (come) said he and led her to the room with laptop.
She followed him cheerfully.
As they reached the room, she sat on the same stool leaving space for him to sit at the back. The laptop switched on and he guided her to the file containing pics. This time the pics were more gross and after a few soft ones started showing the male anatomy as well. This was the first time she was seeing such pictures and wondering.
It had all.
Nude girls kissing nude girls
Nude girls kissing nude men
Nude girls sucking cock
Girls taking cock in their pussies
Girls taking cock in their ass.
Lesbian lovemaking with toy cocks.
You name it they had it.
She was still dumbstuck.
He had positioned himself behind her and his hands were now softly massaging her boobs and the kisses continued on her shoulders. She had young boobs, handful, had the firmness but were very soft.
The thumb and index finger played with her nipples, tweaking them and pinching the boobs to glory. She was feeling new sensations which she never had. A couple of her so called boyfriends couldn’t do anything with her. It was only kissing coupled with boob mauling and nothing more. They were not remotely sophisticated as Vicky. Vicky kept on playing with her boobs over the t-shirt and wetted her collar bones with his saliva.
She was leaning back into him, he just turned her around sideways enough to kiss her on lips. His expertise in the field of kissing was too much for her. The guys she had kissed before only focused on pressing lips with lips and nothing more. He gave her a whole new meaning and understanding of the kiss. He kissed her on the upper lip and then moved to lower lip. The reverse process was followed by the tongue moving from lower to upper and then it all moved to tongue and tongue summit. She herself never imagined that the tongue could be so nicely used while kissing.
He then turned her further towards himself to so that their crotches were facing each other and fighting for space on the smallish stool. It also meant that the python was in close contact with her love nest. He had pulled the stool a bit more back so that her back could rest on the table top and he started to lick her neck, face and other parts of her exposed body. With one hand he rubbed her pussy mounds leading her to moan “hmmmmm.”
He made her arch even further and lifted her t-shirt from the bottom and raised it upto just below her boobs. The flat tummy with baby soft skin and an inviting deep navel came into focus.
Vicky licked every inch of her flatboard tummy and caused her to feel never before sensations with some tingling feeling in her loins. The fingers were causing a lot of misery even with covering of the cloth.
She had fingered herself a few times but this was so much better. She felt her pussy getting moist and the moistness being transferred to the panty.
Just as he was about to lift her t-shirt completely and get her topless, there was a call from her house. Her younger sister yelled her name from their terrace as they had to go somewhere. Honey sweared to kill the younger one – Vicky was more calm and told her they will continue the next day. Happily she left.
Vicky took the dinner at some restaurant as the whole family was out.
Next morning he waited for the children to go to college.
Just at the right time Paramjeet came on terrace. She was wearing her gown which was pretty loose from the front to say the least and started her daily routine. She was eyeing the large window in front and waiting for Vicky to turn up. Since Vicky was not sure on the bra or braless boobs, he decided to wait.
She was getting restless.
He appeared in the window.
She was disappointed.
He was covering his modesty with a towel.
She looked at the towel.
He looked at her eyes and then her boobs.
She looked at his eyes eyeing her boobs.
She squatted on the floor to show him the treasures. She was sure, he had a clear line of sight.
He had the clear line of sight to the delicious cleavage melting into two very beautiful, creamy breasts with the golden brown nippies as the proverbial cherries on the top. The mammary globes looked delicious.
She looked at him expectanly.
He removed his towel and let her see the pole.
She smiled and licked her lips.
He smiled and made suggestive gestures.
She smiled further but looked around for any prying eyes. All settled, no spies, her gaze went back to the tool.
Both enjoyed their 10 minutes of show for each other.
She was hers for the taking now.
He rushed to her house for the breakfast both for the food and the cook, wearing shorts and t-shirt. The cook was waiting for him.
As he opened the door, he saw the youngest one there. Lovey and Deepali were on leave that day.
He hated the kids for missing college that day and looked at Paramjeet who smiled at him naughtily.
“Doodh piyoge” (will you drink milk) she asked.
“Taaza piyunga” (will drink fresh) obvious reference to her containers.
“Toh kisne roka hai” (who has stopped you) she knew he will not do anything in Lovey’s presence so was teasing her.
“In security guardon ka kya karoon – sabko bata denge” (what to do about your children – will tell everyone)
She laughed.
Anyways she was working in the kitchen, he went and stood behind her.
Since Deepali, her younger daughter, was in the other room, he just poked his tool on Paramjeet’s ass. Lovey was too young to comprehend.
She moved a bit back and rubbed her ass on his crotch. The Semi conscious python was now close to its full glory and raised its head and exerted more pressure on the ample charms in front.
Just as he was about to do much more Deepali entered. She was old enough to understand anything untoward happening. Hence, he stood close to Paramjeet but not close enough.
He was cursing the kids but knew that it was now the matter of time only when the lady with ample charms will be his.
That evening when Honey came in for tuitions, for first 40 mins he taught her diligently even fighting against the hardening of his pole within the shorts. The pole was hard in anticipation. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. The tent being formed was quite large.
As Honey finished her quota of sums, she herself got up and moved to the room with the Laptop. She could not locate the files though.
She called Vicky “Khol dijiye na” (pls open it)
“kya kholun” (open what?) he said
“aapko pata hai” (you know it) she responded
“mujhe nahin pata” (I don’t know) he tormented her
“aap jhoot bolte ho” (You are lieing)
“nahin bataogi ko nikkar khol doonga” (if you wont tell then I will open my shorts)
She laughed with him.
“Roz waali photos” (photos we watch daily) she said.
“hmmmm” he sounded
He continued “photos ki jagah agar movie dikhaun toh” (what if I show you some movie instead of photos)
Her eyes open wide with anticipation.
“dekhe gi” (will you see)
She nodded in affirmative.
He opened the relevant folder and played the movie “The Virgin on the Run”. It was a double x rated film and one of his personal favourite.
It had happened far too fast for her.
The movie started with a lady running on the beach.
She was sitting on the same stool and Vicky sat behind her as previous days but this time the t-shirt was off and also he was not wearing any undergarment beneath his shorts. As the python hit her back she felt something unusual and something unusually big hitting her lower back. She was still focused on the movie in front.
Vicky in the meanwhile had cupped her boobs and started massaging them. She was leaning into him to facilitate the neck and collar bone salivating attack but he didn’t oblige. On the other hand she shot heavy breaths on her collar bone region to torment her further. She had further leaned back into him to the point of her resting on his chest.
The actress in front met her boyfriend and she started sucking his tool. It being a double x movie they did not show the tool but it was all apparent. She was engrossed in that.
Vicky picked up the hem of her t-shirt and in one swift motion raised it upto her bossom and involuntarily she too raised her arms to facilitate the movement. Off went the t-shirt in one go. She was still focused on the picture.
The man had started to screw the lady in doggy style now with a lot of moans and grunts providing the sound effects. Boob mauling was also in full flow.
Vicky had started licking her exposed flesh and his tongue had completed one round of the back, shoulders, upper arms. She did not binge, neither did he.
She was breathing heavily with heavy adolescent bossom heaving up & down.
With one quick motion the hook of the bra was opened. Her mind was clogged with so much that she could not feel the movement of the hooks. Without further ado, Vicky let the straps off the shoulders and only then she realized what has happened. She registered a meek protest but that protest was nothing for him. He had seen many such protests and built a harem for himself not for nothing.
The first thing he did after removing the bra was turn her around and starting sucking her boobs. The tongue licked the cleavage, upper bossom, small bites on the nipple and aerolas. The index finger and thumb rubbed the stiffened nipps. Never before she had felt so much pleasure. It was much different from what she had seen or felt till now. Nobody had ventured this far. She was in unchartered territory.
Vicky decided not to terrorise her further and continued playing with the boobs for more time. He knew the story of hen laying the golden eggs pretty well.
The tender skin was very inviting. After quite some time now he was feeling the tender skin of a teenager. He licked her navel and played with the flat tummy. He inserted the finger in the navel and moved it round. This was making her squeal.
Just as he was about to take it to next level with some honey on Honey, sugar on Honey, cream on Honey, her sister called from the terrace and asked her to come soon. Cursing her sister, Honey got up. But before she could leave, they indulged in a five minute heavy petting and boob licking session.
She left home a very happy girl. He slept a content person.
Next morning he saw all the two kids going for the college. The youngest one Lovey was still at home. Paramjeet came on the terrace to put up the show, Vicky came at the window to see the show and set up his own. She had opened top 3 buttons to show her boobs completely to him. He could see the golden brown nipples. She was much near towards his window. He too had put up a small show for her by pumping his tool.
It went on for good 15-20 minutes.
Lovey came to the terrace and Vicky had to hide. Paramjeet was sweeping as usual.
He went for the breakfast. He knew it was only Lovey that day which meant they could not do anything overtly but he could still have some fun. Lovey was much too young to understand it.
She was still in her night gown when he entered with all the buttons opened. It had a total of 5 buttons to cover the bossom modesty.
He was sitting on a sofa and she served the breakfast. He was confused what to eat first, the served or the server. However, Lovey’s presence meant he had to eat the served only.
She was teasing him with the boobs virtually falling out of the gown.
As Vicky finished the breakfast and gulped down a cup of tea, she said “Vicky meri chhaati mein dard ho raha hai, zara dekho toh” (its paining in my chest, can you see)
It was more for Lovey than Vicky
Vicky put his hand over her large mammary and behaved as if examining it. It was quite big, pretty soft and with just the right amount of sag. He weighed both of them with his hands and then put one insided the gown to feel the flesh with his hand.
Poor Lovey didn’t know what was happening and asked “Mummy bhaiya kya kar rahe hain” (what is Vicky bhaiya doing)
She responded “Beta dard ho raha hai – daba rahe hain” (its paining hence he is pressing)
He got satisfied with the explanation.
She in the meanwhile put her hand on his crotch and smiled wickedly on learning that he did not wear any underwear. She squeezed his cock very hard and expected him to scream but he did not show any signs of pain and in turn pressed her boobs very hard mauling them.
Both smiled.
She was enjoying his touches and felt great. Despite the limitations of the situation, he was doing a damn good job.
As it continued for a few minutes, poor Lovey asked “mummy kya zyaada dard ho raha hai” (is it paining a lot)
Both got conscious and disengaged, fearing the kid may spill the beans unknowingly.
She smiled and said “bas theek ho gaya” (it is ok now)
The kid was satisfied with the answer. The older ones were not.
He got up and left cursing the child deep down. He had a smile on his face since he knew within a day or two he would fuck her brains out.
As he came back in the evening, he saw the mother-daughter duo of Paramjeet and Honey standing at the gate and both looked at him and smiled.
Both smiled due to the lust and the imminent love making sessions with him.
He smiled back at both knowing that both were his.
He smiled back gently.
Both were relived to see a regular smile so that the other could not judge.
Honey was the happier one since she would meet Vicky shortly.
Paramjeet felt happier since she could have sex with Vicky the next morning itself.
Vicky was happy that both were his.
Honey reached his home much earlier than expected. She had brought books to study but wanted something else.
Vicky could make out her desperation. He wanted to play with her.
She was wearing a t-shirt and a knee length shorts. She opened the books but was expecting something different.
Vicky was in adventurous mood that day. He just took her to the laptop room and made her study there. She followed him meekly.
Before she could sit down, he just pulled her and planted a forceful kiss on her lips. She was expecting love but this was sooner than expected. After a few seconds of forceful smooching, he lowered the pressure and started the usual licking of lips and forced his tongue to meet hers. And after that what followed was sheer magic for her in terms of getting to know how the kissing could be so great.
Not detailing for repetition.
He gently massaged her boobs and then in one motion the t-shirt went off. She was not wearing anything underneath. She too had come prepared. The two handful globes were in front of him topped with light golden brown nipples. He planted soft kisses on the boobs and made to sit down and study. She was studying only in her shorts now.
Studying will not be a good description. The nubile young beauty was sitting only in her shorts with a book in her lap. Any qualitative analysis of her focus on the book is useless here.
She was waiting for him to come and do something to her. He did not disappoint.
He went to the fridge and brought out the ice tray. He threw the book aside and she was made to rest on the bed with face up. She was very obedient.
Quick handwork loosened the buttons of the short and pulled it down. She did put up some resistance, more like lip service of a politician, and then let it go. Few seconds worth of journey and the shorts were off the smooth legs of the nubile luscious girl.
She was wearing panty in the favourite colour of the girls – pink. It looked so good on her, he was feasting his eyes on the beauty in front. Her body was much like Sheetal in her younger years but face wise, sheetal was more beautiful.
The young lady was wearing only cotton panties and spectacles and looking at him expectantly. She had heard a lot from her friends about their boy friends, boob presses, dates etc but this was special. All said and done he was taking tuitions and hence her teacher. He was so much better looking than boy friends of her friends, much more educated, smart, high earning. She felt proud to be with her. He had caught her infatuation.
He pulled down the panties in slow motion and saw the pink pussy lips of the girl and planted a soft kiss on the southend lips. Northend being on the face.
She writhed in excitement and squirmed even in that position. Though the kiss was not very hard but it did hard things to her sensation. She was so proud of having landed Vicky. She was now wearing only her spectacles.
The ease with which he had got her was surprising for him as well.
One more action and she was wearing nothing now.
He brought out the cubes from the confines of the tray and Honey released the slut in her from the confines of being a “good” girl.
Vicky did not insert his tool either in her pussy or asshole for a month or so as he thought she was too young and delicate to handle him. He first make the pussy and assholes accustomed to intrusions with his fingers and only then penetrated them. There is nothing to write new on this love making and hence skipping it.
She went back home after a long “tuition” session in which she learnt more of biology than Maths. She went home happy and was pleased that she could too now tell “love” stories to her friends in college.
Next morning Vicky went to their house for breakfast. The elder lady and younger boy had given up all pretensions. The morning visual from & to terrace and from & to window had energized both no end. He wanted to screw the ample charms, she wanted to get screwed by ample tool.
She had reasoned with herself that she is not cheating her husband since she is only satisfying one form of hunger and was truthful to him. If she is hungry and the food will be available only twice a week, then shouldn’t she eat on the remaining days. Also she thought that her husband had a roving eye and will not think twice about screwing some girl/ladyat his place of posting. She was not leaving him and the family was intact.
With this great Einsteinian logic she had decided to reach the next level. The size of the tool convinced her to hasten the journey to next level is entirely a different matter though.
As soon as he entered the room, she closed the door behind him. She was waiting hungrily for him and so was he. Today there was no one to disturb them.
Both moved towards each other and kissed each other passionately. He was an expert lover and she too was no novice. She had her fair share of lovers in past. One motion and the night gown was on the floor and so were the shorts and t-shirt.
Both looked at each other.
Both came prepared.
Both didn’t bother to wear any undergarments!!
She was much like her daughter!!
Very fair
Very sexy
Ample charms
Nice glowing skin
But she was unlike too the previous evening conquest
More mature
More experienced
More composed
Her body was much riper than the previous evening ones!!
But both were great!!
He pushed her to the bed and started the next round of kissing. This time it was even more forceful as they almost chewed each others’ lips. His tongue found her lips and then he started his magic. She had done many tongue to tongue kisses with others and her husband but this was special.
Second by second his tongue explored the ultra sensitive spots inside her, on her face, lips, which she didn’t know even existed. It was unchartered waters for her. From there she deduced that he was an expert. He didn’t let her down.
Vicky had called in sick at the office and the lady was his for the day.
He sucked on her boobies like a kid and massaged them and mauled them no end. His ability to rouse sensations with mix of hard and soft massages had reached tutorial proportions. He licked and nibbled at the underside of boobies. No one did that to her. Small bites on that section of big boob made squeal with delight. The golden brown nippies were also nibbled and played with. He loved the gigantic mammaries and licked them.
She loved the raw energy on display by the master.
It was hardly 0830 by then and the children were only to come back by 1430hrs which left a lot of time for them to make love and enjoy.
He licked her from toe to top salivating every sq inch of her creamy skin and that was making her go crazy deep down. Vicky was doing wonders to her. He specially focused on licking boobs, inner thighs and pussy area.
Never in her long list of boy friends did anyone give so much focus on the foreplay. He knew how the foreplay can make fairer sex go weak. Hats off to him she thought.
For him she was not the prized catch, nowhere near the league of Mrs Kapoor, Mrs Khan, Bhatti’s Maami, though a bit closer to Julie one can say, if to rate the elder generation he screwed. Otherwise below the pecking order of Sadaf, Neetu, Sheetal, Tina, Garima, Sadaf’s cousin and a few others. But he did not mind it at all. Different babes different fun. Variety is the spice of life would be an adage to summarise his thoughts.
He continued the good work with some great encouragement. The foreplay continued for some good 20-25 minutes which was infact good enough for her to cum due to the heavy duty licking of pussy and her other sensitive points which he was an expert to exploit.
She was just reeling off from the after effects of an earth shattering foreplay orgasm that he turned her around in one swift motion. She was by no means a feather weight but the ease with which he could turn her, impressed her.
A couple of quick actions got her to be on her fours. He had promised it to himself that if opportunity came his way, he would first fuck her ass. The posterior charms were too ample to be ignored. Before she could say anything, he put some spit on his tool and her hole and started the drilling process. Her asshole was not that tight. It seemed that even her husband had a fetish for her ass. But the hole was not used to be intruded by such a big monster. First 2-3 inches were comfortable for her, it was the next 2-3 which caused the maximum problem as the tool got thicker and thicker. She was just finding it difficult to take in all of it but she wanted to have the all of it. Not every day she would find such a fine specimen of the tool. After about 6inches of the solid meat went in, he waited and she too thanked him deep down for the courtesy. He waited for the anal walls to adjust itself. He had a lot of experience in this and had used it too good effect. Gradually he took all but 1 inch tool out and then again started the journey in. For this time, he used her love juice to provide the lubrication. This time the tool was almost 8inches in and time taken was less. With one free hand he had been playing with her pussy to have the double assault on both the holes. This was first one for her since her husband only focused on fast screwing of her ass and nothing else.
By and by the strokes picked up. The tool picked the momentum and the hits became more forceful. After 10-12 strokes, almost all of his cock was going in the much used asshole and the piston hit the deepest chambers of the anal engine. She was just loving it. As the room filled with the moans of love, shouts and screams of love, he increased the momentum and moved to the favourite position of riding a stallion. It was a fetish for him to hold the hair of the lady as if riding a horse.
He pulled the hair harder and she enjoyed it more.
He mauled the boobs harder she enjoyed it more.
He attacked the pussy harder (with fingers) she enjoyed it more.
She had already cummed once earlier in foreplay itself and here was the boy nowhere near cumming. She was impressed by the stamina on display.
I am not going to detail it out further and will take it up from the time they collapse on the bed.
They lay on the bed facing each other, indulged in small talk.
“Ab tak kitno ke saath” (how many till now) she asked.
“Bahut hain” (quite a few) came the honest response.
“ladkiyan hee hongi” (must be girls only)
“nahin kuch tumhari jaisee hot auntiyan bhi hain” (no – have screwed a few hot aunties like you)
She smiled but was not surprised.
“Paramjeet – mere se pahele aur kaun kaun” (who else before me)
She shied to answer.
“mujh se kya chhupana” (what to hide from me)
“haan kuch hain” (few) he could only manage.
He interpreted “few” as quite a few. He was not much wrong.
After a few more small talks where he learnt more about her flirtations, they got up to have the breakfast.
She made good old alloo paranthas.
He ate quite a few and topped it with a glass of milk.
She too ate paranthas and had the glass of milk.
She was washing the utensils in the kitchen, when he reached behind her and held in an embrace from behind with his tool half awake owing to contact with lush ass.
Both took breakfast in birthday suits. She was getting very comfortable with nudity.
Since it was Monsoon time, it started raining, tiny drops were soon replaced by heavy duty rains.
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