08-12-2025, 12:51 PM
(Sharadha not Sharad it’s a mistake spelling mistake)
Four years later, I was in college, and that’s when I met a girl named Pavani.
She was super cute and really friendly/flirty with me from the start.
One day, with exams coming up, me, Pavani, and our friend Mahesh (he’s not local, stays in the hostel) decided to do combined studies.
That day we were at Pavani’s house. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
In that outfit her thighs and legs were fully visible. I just kept staring at her and couldn’t study a thing.
After some days, whenever I saw her, I’d just stare, and my lust for her kept growing.
For the next exam we planned to study at my place.
She came over, I introduced her to my family, and then we went up to my room on the first floor.
After we got there:
Me: “Where’s Mahesh?”
Pavani: “He went to his village, said he’ll come back on the exam date.”
Me: “Okay, let’s revise.”
We were “studying,” but I was only pretending to read and kept looking at her.
She had come to my house wearing a short nightie/gown.
In that gown her soft thighs were completely visible. I just kept staring at them.
She noticed.
Pavani: “Hey Sri, why are you looking at me like that?”
Me: “Nothing, nothing.”
Pavani: “Don’t lie. I’ve been noticing for days—you look at me like you want to eat me.”
Me: “I said nothing, let’s study.”
She went back to reading.
I told her I needed the toilet, went to the bathroom, jerked off quickly, flushed, and opened the door—and there was Pavani standing right there.
Pavani: “What did you do inside?”
Me: “Just took a piss.”
Pavani: “Tell the truth. You jerked off looking at my thighs, didn’t you?”
Me: “No, really.”
Pavani: “Idiot, I wore this dress on purpose so you’d look at my thighs. But you weren’t doing anything about it.”
I was shocked.
I lost control, grabbed her, and gave her a deep lip kiss. She kissed me back just as hungrily.
We kissed for a long time. I kissed her neck, went lower, lifted her gown, and started kissing and licking her thighs.
She didn’t say a word, just watched whatever I was doing.
I moved higher, kissed over her panties, then slowly rubbed her pussy through the fabric.
Pavani: “Haa… you’re finally doing it… I came to you for this.”
I slowly pulled her panties aside, put my hand on her bare pussy, and gently rubbed her clit and lips.
Pavani (moaning with lust): “Haa Sri… what pleasure… haaa…”
I went up, pulled down the zip at the back of her gown, kissed her bare back while doing it.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
I quickly zipped her up, went and opened it—my mom had brought tea for both of us.
I took the cups, gave one to Pavani, Mom left.
There was a little tea foam on Pavani’s lips. I kept staring.
Pavani: “What are you looking at, pervert? Come here and wipe it.”
I went straight to her and licked all the foam off her lips while kissing her deeply.
Pavani: “Sri… I want to be like this with you forever.”
Me: “Me too, Pavani.”
She got a call from home and left.
Next morning
I suggested we go out. We roamed the city all day.
In the evening, while going back, I stopped the bike near a building.
Pavani: “This is Mahesh’s building, why did you bring me here?”
Me: “We’re spending the night here.”
As soon as we entered the room and locked the door, I grabbed her and started kissing her everywhere.
I took off her t-shirt, kissed down her body, kissed between her breasts, down to her waist, licked her navel.
Then I removed her pants and panties and started eating her pussy.
While I was licking her:
Pavani: “Haa Sri… lick me… today do whatever you want with me.”
I kept eating her pussy, stripped myself naked too.
Me: “Pavani… can I ask you something? Will you do it?”
Pavani: “What?”
Me: “Suck my cock?”
As soon as I said it, she grabbed my dick, started stroking it, bent down, sat in front of it, kissed the tip, then slowly took it in her mouth and started sucking.
She sucked gently while stroking with her hand at the same time.
Me: “Ohhh Pavani… what a kiss… haa… amazing… more…”
After sucking for a while:
Pavani: “Now lick my pussy again.”
I carried her to the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and ate her out some more.
Then I put my cock at her entrance and rubbed it on her pussy.
Pavani: “Ahhh… don’t tease me like that… something’s happening… ahhh!”
I slowly pushed inside.
It went in slowly, a little blood came out—she lost her virginity, her hymen tore.
I pulled back a bit, then pushed in again and started fucking her slowly.
Pavani: “Haa… amma… haa Sri… fuck me… haa!”
Hearing that, I increased the speed.
Pavani: “Slow down Sri… ahhh… not so fast… haa!”
Me: “It’s okay… haa… today is our first night… let’s enjoy fully.”
I fucked her like that for about 10 minutes and came.
She grabbed my cock: “Oh Sri… what a beast… my pussy can’t take it…”
My dick got hard again. I flipped her doggy-style and started pounding her again.
Pavani: “Haa… yes… fuck me Sri… haa… squeeze my tits, your hands are free!”
I squeezed her boobs hard while fucking her.
Pavani: “Hey Sri, my friend’s boobs are bigger than mine… what should I do to make mine bigger?”
Me: “Just get fucked by me every day, I’ll squeeze and make them bigger.”
She couldn’t take my pounding anymore and kept sliding away.
Pavani: “Stop for a second… I can’t… haa… amma…”
I grabbed her hips tightly, fucked her hard from the side, rubbing her whole pussy with my hand while slamming deep.
After 20 minutes I pulled out and came on her thighs.
Then I kissed her, squeezed her boobs and ass, put my leg over her, and we fell asleep like that for a while.
Later we went home.
After that day we wrote our final semester exams.
I got a government college as my exam center.
On the day of the second paper, a teacher came as invigilator.
When I saw her I was shocked.
It was none other than Kavya teacher (from my old tuition days).
Kavya teacher felt awkward seeing me too.
I couldn’t meet her that day.
On the last exam day she came again.
I followed her after the exam.
After walking some distance, Kavya stopped, came to me and said:
Kavya: “Sri, don’t follow me, just go.”
Me: “What do you mean, teacher? I waited in front of your old house for two whole years thinking you’d come back. You left without a word.”
Kavya: “Forget about me.”
Me: “How can you say that, Kavya?”
Kavya: “Look Sri, I’m staying at my brother’s place now. I don’t have the chance to spend time with you anymore. Please don’t follow me, forget all this, and study well. Bye.”
She walked away.
I secretly followed her anyway and found out her brother’s house address, then went home thinking I could visit anytime.
That night Kavya remembered me, remembered the days we spent together, and felt the strong urge to get fucked by me again.
Thinking of me, she put her fingers in her pussy and started masturbating hard in her bedroom.
Suddenly her sister-in-law Sharad opened the door without knocking.
She saw Kavya half-naked from the waist down, fingering herself furiously, and slammed the door shut in shock.
Kavya quickly put her clothes on.
Sharad asked: “Kavya, what the hell were you doing?”
Kavya: “Vadina (sister-in-law), you know how lonely I feel. Truth is, when I was back in our village I got close to a boy and satisfied my desires with him. That same boy showed up again recently, and now the cravings are back.”
Sharad: “You slept with a boy?? You actually let him fuck you?”
Kavya: “Yes vadina, what else could I do? I have needs. I basically taught him how to fuck and got fucked properly.”
Sharad: “If people find out you ditched your husband and act like a slut with some random guy, what will happen to my husband’s reputation? Anyway, it’s done. Just don’t do it again. Forget that boy and sleep.”
Sharad left.
The next day the same thing happened again—Kavya fingering herself.
This time Sharad walked in, saw her rubbing her pussy, went closer and said:
Sharad: “Kavya… want me to help?”
Kavya: “What do you mean?”
Sharad: “My husband isn’t here tonight. Seeing you like this is turning me on too. If you’re okay, let’s help each other out.”
That night Kavya and Sharad had lesbian sex.
Afterwards, while talking:
Sharad: “Kavya, why did you even feel the need to get fucked by that boy?”
Kavya: “He used to come to our house for tuition. One day I saw his morning erection and got tempted. I teased him until he got horny too and satisfied me.”
Sharad: “Did he fuck well?”
Kavya: “Not just well—he was still in 10th class, just a kid, but he learned fast and fucked me so hard my pussy went loose. He showed me both heaven and hell. My whole body still remembers his pounding.”
Sharad: “How many rounds?”
Kavya: “First day two rounds, next day he fucked me the entire day.”
Sharad: “Listening to you, I want to see that boy.”
Kavya: “Vadina, something sounds off… do you just want to see him, or do you want him to fuck you too?”
Sharad: “You understood. Kavya please, when my husband is away, call him once. Let’s both get fucked by him.”
Kavya: “But you scolded me yesterday!”
Sharad: “After hearing how good he is, I changed my mind.”
Kavya: “But your husband is there for you.”
Sharad: “Your brother doesn’t fuck all day like that boy does.”
Kavya: “No use anyway, I don’t know where he lives now. I told him to get lost.”
A few days later I was roaming around Kavya’s brother’s house hoping to spot her.
That’s when I saw Sharad.
Damn, she was hot—like Kajal Aggarwal but even sexier.
Kavya is slim, but Sharad is curvy and tight.
About Sharad:
She’s Kavya’s sister-in-law, housewife, husband works, they have one daughter (20 years old) who stays in hostel.
Sharad is 38 years old.
Figure: 33-25-35 — super tight and sexy even at 38.
While I was walking in the street, Sharad saw me.
Sharad: “Hey boy, come here.”
Me: “Yes aunty?”
Sharad: “I’ve been watching you staring at our house for a while. What’s the matter? What do you want?”
Me: “Aunty, is Kavya teacher home? I need to talk to her.”
Sharad: “That won’t happen. Kavya doesn’t come out. Give me your phone number, I’ll tell her and she can call you.”
I gave my number. Sharad told me to leave. I left.
Sharad went inside and told Kavya she got my number. Both were thrilled.
Sharad: “Talk to him and tell him to come tomorrow at 10 am—by then my husband will be at the office.”
Next morning Kavya called me:
Kavya: “Sri, it’s me. Come to our house at 10.”
I reached at 10, opened the gate, went inside—no one around.
I went to Kavya’s bedroom—empty too.
Suddenly someone closed and locked the door behind me.
It was Sharad.
Me: “Aunty, why did you lock the door? Isn’t Kavya teacher here?”
Sharad: “Why?”
Me: “She said she wanted to meet and talk.”
Sharad: “Kavya went out of town, she’ll be back only in the evening.”
Me: “Then why did she call me at 10?”
Sharad: “That was unplanned, she had to leave suddenly.”
Talking so close to Sharad was turning me on.
Me: “Okay then, I’ll go.”
Sharad: “Wait, boy… can you help me with something?”
Me: “What is it?”
Sharad: “Do you have any urgent work right now?”
Me: “No aunty.”
Sharad: “Stop calling me aunty—I have a daughter your age. Call me ‘attaya’ (mother-in-law).”
Me: “Okay attaya.”
Sharad: “Will you help me rearrange the house?”
Me: “Sure attaya.”
She opened the door, we went to the kitchen and started organizing stuff.
Sharad: “Boy, these containers need to go on the top shelf—lift me up.”
I held her by the waist and lifted her. She placed the containers.
Feeling her body made me horny—I thought if I ever get the chance I’ll fuck her too.
Later in the hall we rearranged tables.
Sharad: “You helped me a lot, thank you.”
Me: “I’ll go now attaya.”
Sharad: “No way, stay and have lunch first.”
Me: “No need to trouble yourself.”
Sharad: “It’s no trouble. You’re such a good boy—you helped the moment I asked. Have lunch at our place today.”
Me: “Okay attaya, for you.”
Sharad: “Sit down, I’ll quickly take a bath and cook.”
She went to the bedroom.
I was reading the newspaper when she called me.
Sharad: “Hey boy, come here a second.”
Me: “Coming attaya, what happened?”
Sharad: “What’s your name again?”
Me: “Sri, attaya.”
Sharad: “Sri, come here—the hooks on my blouse got stuck, help me get them out.”
I went in and unhooked the stuck ones, then removed the rest too.
She deliberately let her saree pallu fall on my eyes while I was unhooking. As I stumbled, she grabbed me but lost balance herself—we both fell, her on top of me.
We ended up hugging. I slid my hand on her bare back.
We got up, I said sorry and left the room.
Sharad took her bath, came out, and started tying her saree again—she called me once more.
Sharad: “Sri, can you hook these blouses for me?”
I went and started hooking.
While I was coming back to the hall, I saw her tying her saree from behind.
I went behind her and unhooked the blouse again.
Sharad: “What are you doing?”
I didn’t answer, just kept unhooking.
This time she didn’t stop me.
I unhooked everything, turned her toward me, kissed her neck—she hugged me tight.
I rubbed her bare back, she pressed her boobs harder against my chest.
I held her waist, kissed lower, removed the saree tucks, took off her saree completely.
Me: “Attaya… do you like me?”
Sharad: “Mmm…”
I kissed her waist, came up, removed her blouse, buried my face in her breasts and started sucking them, squeezing her waist.
When I moved up to kiss her lips she stopped me for a second.
Sharad: “What are you doing?”
Me: “Don’t say anything attaya…”
I kissed her deeply on the lips.
Sharad: “My husband has never kissed me like this. Go lock all the doors, Sri.”
I locked everything and came back.
By then Sharad had thrown off her saree, blouse, petticoat—standing only in panties.
I stripped naked too.
Sharad saw my cock:
Sharad: “So this is the cock you fucked Kavya with?”
Me: “Yes attaya.”
Sharad: “And now me?”
I went to her, removed her panties, pushed her on the bed, placed my cock at her pussy and rubbed, then thrust in one stroke—fully inside.
I started pounding her hard.
Sharad: “Haa amma… boy… fuck me slowly… haa…”
Me: “Your pussy is so tight attaya.”
Sharad: “My husband last fucked me properly before our daughter was born… after that only now you’re putting it inside.”
Four years later, I was in college, and that’s when I met a girl named Pavani.
She was super cute and really friendly/flirty with me from the start.
One day, with exams coming up, me, Pavani, and our friend Mahesh (he’s not local, stays in the hostel) decided to do combined studies.
That day we were at Pavani’s house. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts.
In that outfit her thighs and legs were fully visible. I just kept staring at her and couldn’t study a thing.
After some days, whenever I saw her, I’d just stare, and my lust for her kept growing.
For the next exam we planned to study at my place.
She came over, I introduced her to my family, and then we went up to my room on the first floor.
After we got there:
Me: “Where’s Mahesh?”
Pavani: “He went to his village, said he’ll come back on the exam date.”
Me: “Okay, let’s revise.”
We were “studying,” but I was only pretending to read and kept looking at her.
She had come to my house wearing a short nightie/gown.
In that gown her soft thighs were completely visible. I just kept staring at them.
She noticed.
Pavani: “Hey Sri, why are you looking at me like that?”
Me: “Nothing, nothing.”
Pavani: “Don’t lie. I’ve been noticing for days—you look at me like you want to eat me.”
Me: “I said nothing, let’s study.”
She went back to reading.
I told her I needed the toilet, went to the bathroom, jerked off quickly, flushed, and opened the door—and there was Pavani standing right there.
Pavani: “What did you do inside?”
Me: “Just took a piss.”
Pavani: “Tell the truth. You jerked off looking at my thighs, didn’t you?”
Me: “No, really.”
Pavani: “Idiot, I wore this dress on purpose so you’d look at my thighs. But you weren’t doing anything about it.”
I was shocked.
I lost control, grabbed her, and gave her a deep lip kiss. She kissed me back just as hungrily.
We kissed for a long time. I kissed her neck, went lower, lifted her gown, and started kissing and licking her thighs.
She didn’t say a word, just watched whatever I was doing.
I moved higher, kissed over her panties, then slowly rubbed her pussy through the fabric.
Pavani: “Haa… you’re finally doing it… I came to you for this.”
I slowly pulled her panties aside, put my hand on her bare pussy, and gently rubbed her clit and lips.
Pavani (moaning with lust): “Haa Sri… what pleasure… haaa…”
I went up, pulled down the zip at the back of her gown, kissed her bare back while doing it.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
I quickly zipped her up, went and opened it—my mom had brought tea for both of us.
I took the cups, gave one to Pavani, Mom left.
There was a little tea foam on Pavani’s lips. I kept staring.
Pavani: “What are you looking at, pervert? Come here and wipe it.”
I went straight to her and licked all the foam off her lips while kissing her deeply.
Pavani: “Sri… I want to be like this with you forever.”
Me: “Me too, Pavani.”
She got a call from home and left.
Next morning
I suggested we go out. We roamed the city all day.
In the evening, while going back, I stopped the bike near a building.
Pavani: “This is Mahesh’s building, why did you bring me here?”
Me: “We’re spending the night here.”
As soon as we entered the room and locked the door, I grabbed her and started kissing her everywhere.
I took off her t-shirt, kissed down her body, kissed between her breasts, down to her waist, licked her navel.
Then I removed her pants and panties and started eating her pussy.
While I was licking her:
Pavani: “Haa Sri… lick me… today do whatever you want with me.”
I kept eating her pussy, stripped myself naked too.
Me: “Pavani… can I ask you something? Will you do it?”
Pavani: “What?”
Me: “Suck my cock?”
As soon as I said it, she grabbed my dick, started stroking it, bent down, sat in front of it, kissed the tip, then slowly took it in her mouth and started sucking.
She sucked gently while stroking with her hand at the same time.
Me: “Ohhh Pavani… what a kiss… haa… amazing… more…”
After sucking for a while:
Pavani: “Now lick my pussy again.”
I carried her to the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and ate her out some more.
Then I put my cock at her entrance and rubbed it on her pussy.
Pavani: “Ahhh… don’t tease me like that… something’s happening… ahhh!”
I slowly pushed inside.
It went in slowly, a little blood came out—she lost her virginity, her hymen tore.
I pulled back a bit, then pushed in again and started fucking her slowly.
Pavani: “Haa… amma… haa Sri… fuck me… haa!”
Hearing that, I increased the speed.
Pavani: “Slow down Sri… ahhh… not so fast… haa!”
Me: “It’s okay… haa… today is our first night… let’s enjoy fully.”
I fucked her like that for about 10 minutes and came.
She grabbed my cock: “Oh Sri… what a beast… my pussy can’t take it…”
My dick got hard again. I flipped her doggy-style and started pounding her again.
Pavani: “Haa… yes… fuck me Sri… haa… squeeze my tits, your hands are free!”
I squeezed her boobs hard while fucking her.
Pavani: “Hey Sri, my friend’s boobs are bigger than mine… what should I do to make mine bigger?”
Me: “Just get fucked by me every day, I’ll squeeze and make them bigger.”
She couldn’t take my pounding anymore and kept sliding away.
Pavani: “Stop for a second… I can’t… haa… amma…”
I grabbed her hips tightly, fucked her hard from the side, rubbing her whole pussy with my hand while slamming deep.
After 20 minutes I pulled out and came on her thighs.
Then I kissed her, squeezed her boobs and ass, put my leg over her, and we fell asleep like that for a while.
Later we went home.
After that day we wrote our final semester exams.
I got a government college as my exam center.
On the day of the second paper, a teacher came as invigilator.
When I saw her I was shocked.
It was none other than Kavya teacher (from my old tuition days).
Kavya teacher felt awkward seeing me too.
I couldn’t meet her that day.
On the last exam day she came again.
I followed her after the exam.
After walking some distance, Kavya stopped, came to me and said:
Kavya: “Sri, don’t follow me, just go.”
Me: “What do you mean, teacher? I waited in front of your old house for two whole years thinking you’d come back. You left without a word.”
Kavya: “Forget about me.”
Me: “How can you say that, Kavya?”
Kavya: “Look Sri, I’m staying at my brother’s place now. I don’t have the chance to spend time with you anymore. Please don’t follow me, forget all this, and study well. Bye.”
She walked away.
I secretly followed her anyway and found out her brother’s house address, then went home thinking I could visit anytime.
That night Kavya remembered me, remembered the days we spent together, and felt the strong urge to get fucked by me again.
Thinking of me, she put her fingers in her pussy and started masturbating hard in her bedroom.
Suddenly her sister-in-law Sharad opened the door without knocking.
She saw Kavya half-naked from the waist down, fingering herself furiously, and slammed the door shut in shock.
Kavya quickly put her clothes on.
Sharad asked: “Kavya, what the hell were you doing?”
Kavya: “Vadina (sister-in-law), you know how lonely I feel. Truth is, when I was back in our village I got close to a boy and satisfied my desires with him. That same boy showed up again recently, and now the cravings are back.”
Sharad: “You slept with a boy?? You actually let him fuck you?”
Kavya: “Yes vadina, what else could I do? I have needs. I basically taught him how to fuck and got fucked properly.”
Sharad: “If people find out you ditched your husband and act like a slut with some random guy, what will happen to my husband’s reputation? Anyway, it’s done. Just don’t do it again. Forget that boy and sleep.”
Sharad left.
The next day the same thing happened again—Kavya fingering herself.
This time Sharad walked in, saw her rubbing her pussy, went closer and said:
Sharad: “Kavya… want me to help?”
Kavya: “What do you mean?”
Sharad: “My husband isn’t here tonight. Seeing you like this is turning me on too. If you’re okay, let’s help each other out.”
That night Kavya and Sharad had lesbian sex.
Afterwards, while talking:
Sharad: “Kavya, why did you even feel the need to get fucked by that boy?”
Kavya: “He used to come to our house for tuition. One day I saw his morning erection and got tempted. I teased him until he got horny too and satisfied me.”
Sharad: “Did he fuck well?”
Kavya: “Not just well—he was still in 10th class, just a kid, but he learned fast and fucked me so hard my pussy went loose. He showed me both heaven and hell. My whole body still remembers his pounding.”
Sharad: “How many rounds?”
Kavya: “First day two rounds, next day he fucked me the entire day.”
Sharad: “Listening to you, I want to see that boy.”
Kavya: “Vadina, something sounds off… do you just want to see him, or do you want him to fuck you too?”
Sharad: “You understood. Kavya please, when my husband is away, call him once. Let’s both get fucked by him.”
Kavya: “But you scolded me yesterday!”
Sharad: “After hearing how good he is, I changed my mind.”
Kavya: “But your husband is there for you.”
Sharad: “Your brother doesn’t fuck all day like that boy does.”
Kavya: “No use anyway, I don’t know where he lives now. I told him to get lost.”
A few days later I was roaming around Kavya’s brother’s house hoping to spot her.
That’s when I saw Sharad.
Damn, she was hot—like Kajal Aggarwal but even sexier.
Kavya is slim, but Sharad is curvy and tight.
About Sharad:
She’s Kavya’s sister-in-law, housewife, husband works, they have one daughter (20 years old) who stays in hostel.
Sharad is 38 years old.
Figure: 33-25-35 — super tight and sexy even at 38.
While I was walking in the street, Sharad saw me.
Sharad: “Hey boy, come here.”
Me: “Yes aunty?”
Sharad: “I’ve been watching you staring at our house for a while. What’s the matter? What do you want?”
Me: “Aunty, is Kavya teacher home? I need to talk to her.”
Sharad: “That won’t happen. Kavya doesn’t come out. Give me your phone number, I’ll tell her and she can call you.”
I gave my number. Sharad told me to leave. I left.
Sharad went inside and told Kavya she got my number. Both were thrilled.
Sharad: “Talk to him and tell him to come tomorrow at 10 am—by then my husband will be at the office.”
Next morning Kavya called me:
Kavya: “Sri, it’s me. Come to our house at 10.”
I reached at 10, opened the gate, went inside—no one around.
I went to Kavya’s bedroom—empty too.
Suddenly someone closed and locked the door behind me.
It was Sharad.
Me: “Aunty, why did you lock the door? Isn’t Kavya teacher here?”
Sharad: “Why?”
Me: “She said she wanted to meet and talk.”
Sharad: “Kavya went out of town, she’ll be back only in the evening.”
Me: “Then why did she call me at 10?”
Sharad: “That was unplanned, she had to leave suddenly.”
Talking so close to Sharad was turning me on.
Me: “Okay then, I’ll go.”
Sharad: “Wait, boy… can you help me with something?”
Me: “What is it?”
Sharad: “Do you have any urgent work right now?”
Me: “No aunty.”
Sharad: “Stop calling me aunty—I have a daughter your age. Call me ‘attaya’ (mother-in-law).”
Me: “Okay attaya.”
Sharad: “Will you help me rearrange the house?”
Me: “Sure attaya.”
She opened the door, we went to the kitchen and started organizing stuff.
Sharad: “Boy, these containers need to go on the top shelf—lift me up.”
I held her by the waist and lifted her. She placed the containers.
Feeling her body made me horny—I thought if I ever get the chance I’ll fuck her too.
Later in the hall we rearranged tables.
Sharad: “You helped me a lot, thank you.”
Me: “I’ll go now attaya.”
Sharad: “No way, stay and have lunch first.”
Me: “No need to trouble yourself.”
Sharad: “It’s no trouble. You’re such a good boy—you helped the moment I asked. Have lunch at our place today.”
Me: “Okay attaya, for you.”
Sharad: “Sit down, I’ll quickly take a bath and cook.”
She went to the bedroom.
I was reading the newspaper when she called me.
Sharad: “Hey boy, come here a second.”
Me: “Coming attaya, what happened?”
Sharad: “What’s your name again?”
Me: “Sri, attaya.”
Sharad: “Sri, come here—the hooks on my blouse got stuck, help me get them out.”
I went in and unhooked the stuck ones, then removed the rest too.
She deliberately let her saree pallu fall on my eyes while I was unhooking. As I stumbled, she grabbed me but lost balance herself—we both fell, her on top of me.
We ended up hugging. I slid my hand on her bare back.
We got up, I said sorry and left the room.
Sharad took her bath, came out, and started tying her saree again—she called me once more.
Sharad: “Sri, can you hook these blouses for me?”
I went and started hooking.
While I was coming back to the hall, I saw her tying her saree from behind.
I went behind her and unhooked the blouse again.
Sharad: “What are you doing?”
I didn’t answer, just kept unhooking.
This time she didn’t stop me.
I unhooked everything, turned her toward me, kissed her neck—she hugged me tight.
I rubbed her bare back, she pressed her boobs harder against my chest.
I held her waist, kissed lower, removed the saree tucks, took off her saree completely.
Me: “Attaya… do you like me?”
Sharad: “Mmm…”
I kissed her waist, came up, removed her blouse, buried my face in her breasts and started sucking them, squeezing her waist.
When I moved up to kiss her lips she stopped me for a second.
Sharad: “What are you doing?”
Me: “Don’t say anything attaya…”
I kissed her deeply on the lips.
Sharad: “My husband has never kissed me like this. Go lock all the doors, Sri.”
I locked everything and came back.
By then Sharad had thrown off her saree, blouse, petticoat—standing only in panties.
I stripped naked too.
Sharad saw my cock:
Sharad: “So this is the cock you fucked Kavya with?”
Me: “Yes attaya.”
Sharad: “And now me?”
I went to her, removed her panties, pushed her on the bed, placed my cock at her pussy and rubbed, then thrust in one stroke—fully inside.
I started pounding her hard.
Sharad: “Haa amma… boy… fuck me slowly… haa…”
Me: “Your pussy is so tight attaya.”
Sharad: “My husband last fucked me properly before our daughter was born… after that only now you’re putting it inside.”
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