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"I know," Divyanka said with a grin. "She asked me, first. I figured you could make up your own mind about it."

"But you still went through with it?" I said.

"Of course I did. I said I would, didn't I? Besides, it wasn't torture, you know. I happen to like doing that."

"And you're cool with my visiting Anita?" I said.

"I don't' know," she said, frowning and biting her lip. She rolled onto her stomach, her legs in the air. Her eyes were inches from my dick, which was starting to harden slightly. "Do I have to keep sucking you?"



"I hadn't thought about it," I said. "No, I guess you don't."

"How about I suck you anyway," she said, taking my turgid member in her hand. "Since my friend is calling you up to get laid. I feel responsible for putting you in this situation."

"If it eases your conscience," I said, and she engulfed my dick in her mouth. Within a minute I was fully erect, my hand on her ass under her skirt as she bobbed on my dick again. She raised her ass in the air, darting a hand between her legs. The skirt hid her hand but she rubbed furiously as she sucked my dick a second time. I took my other hand and gently held her short hair, guiding her up and down on my dick. I thrust my hips upward, fucking her mouth as she moaned. She came, her body shaking as my dick popped out of her mouth. It rested against her face as she cried out from her climax. She took me back into her mouth, rubbing herself even harder.



Divyanka came again, and again, until I lost count. She stopped rubbing and gripped me with both hands, stroking me until I gasped loudly. I came, and this time several shots hit her face and hair before she could get me back into her mouth. I was exhausted, my entire body spent, and as I pulsed cum onto her mouth most of it leaked back out. She, too, was tired. When I stopped coming she gently pushed me back on the couch, and then lay next to me. My dick, sticky with cum, rested against her bare thigh. She took my arm and put it around her waist, nestling tight against me. We slowly drifted into sleep, our bodies plastered together, or breathing shallow and slow.


I was in a foul mood. It was just the fleeting summer days. My mother's best friend, Anita, with whom I had lost my virginity and had fucked several times afterward, had a boyfriend. He was new in town, a computer programmer or something along those lines, and she has stopped seeing me as a result. She had me over for dinner, had broken the news, and had given me a parting handjob as a consolation prize. I had come all over her tits and neck, and then went home to sulk.


my step mom Divyanka. She had set me up with Anita, without telling me, and when I had found out, I had lashed out at her. Yes, I had gotten laid, so I might sound like a whiner, but I believe that she should have asked me first. If the genders were reversed, and a stepfather lent out his stepdaughter to a friend, it would be worse, I had said. And That's when I discovered something amazing about Divyanka. She likes to give blowjobs. Either to settle a bet, or on a dare, or when she felt guilty for setting her stepson up for some attachment-free sex for a friend. She had sucked my dick three times. Twice on the first night she took me into her mouth, and a week later, when she was feeling particularly guilty about Anita propositioning me. That sweet, final time, I had exploded in her mouth, but she sucked every drop of cum and swallowed it all. Since then I had been hoping she would do it again, with no luck. Now, with Anita moving on to new things, I had no chance.

Or so I thought.



The thing about life is that one door closes, and another opens. Cliché, I know, but it's true. At least for me, it seemed. My friends were already starting to go their separate ways toward college, and I found myself with more free time than I had bargained, and that's when things got interesting again.

I was drifting in the deep end, and into a nap, when I heard the sliding door open. Divyanka, my stepmom, exited the house and walked along the pool edge. I tilted my head up for a better view. Divyanka preferred one-piece swimsuits, because she felt that she had "too much tits for a bikini," which was the most absurd thought I'd ever heard. She did have fantastic tits, and a firm body. Her short, sandy hair flopped in front of her eyes as she walked.



"Hey there, lazy," she said teasing me. She slipped into the warm water and I slid off the float and swam closer to her. Since the blowjobs I found myself wanting to be as close to her as possible, and I tried hard to fight that instinct, so I wouldn't crowd her or freak her out. "Have you been out here all day?"

"No," I replied, sliding past her in the water to get a good look at her ass when her back was turned. "I got up at noon."

She laughed and swam around for a bit while I sat on the pool steps in an attempt to hide the erection in my bathing suit. It was automatic these days when I even thought about Divyanka. Anita had been amazing, a hot woman desperate for attention. Divyanka was something more. It was erotic, and wrong, and that made it even better. Still, all attempts to bring the up the subject failed. It was as if she was oblivious to any hints. I kept at it, though, in hopes I'd succeed.



"Are you ready for our trip?" she asked after a while. We were heading to Mumbai for a wedding on her side of the family. With my dad gone, it was just the two of us, and I was often Divyanka's "date" for weddings and other events. I had always enjoyed going with her, because Divyanka was fun. But now, the idea of a trip with her carried new possibilities, for fulfillment and disappointment.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm going to pack last minute, as always. But I'm ready."

"Good. Are you sure you don't mind sharing a hotel room with me?" she asked.

"Of course not," I said, trying desperately to sound detached from the idea. "Unless you plan on parading about naked when we're alone, because that would be the worst," I said sarcastically.

"I bet," she said with a laugh. Just then I heard my phone ring from the deck chair. She looked at me with raised eyebrows and I shrugged.

"No idea who it could be," I said. "I'll get it later."

"I just got in for a few minutes to cool off," she said. "I'm going out with some of the girls, so I'll see you later." She got out of the water and my eyes trailed after her. I waited until she was inside and then exited the pool, the tent in my bathing suit clearly visible. I had abstained from relieving my sexual tension by myself. No matter how I tried, it paled in comparison to the real thing. But, given my lack of prospects on that front, I was contemplating breaking my hands-free dry spell.



I picked up my phone and looked at it, puzzled. The voicemail was from Pooja Bose, my mother's friend. Pooja Bose was younger than Divyanka and Anita,  Divyanka was young, having married my dad when she was in her mid-twenties, about Pooja Bose's age. I didn't keep track of my stepmom's friends that closely, but Pooja Bose was a regular. I thought she had called me by mistake, but then how did she even get my number? I played the voicemail as I dried off.

"Hey, Abhi," she said, "It's Pooja Bose. I was wondering if you'd be willing to help me at the this afternoon. I know it's late notice, but Divyanka said you'd be able to help out some time. Anyway, call me back whether you can make it or not. Thanks!"

Pooja Bose had a singing voice, which was of little surprise to me. She was our  music director, and was always singing or playing piano. She was a typical music nerd, always in a rush and always forgetting something. I smiled, glad for a diversion from my stepmom, and called her back.



"Pooja Bose, it's Abhi. Do you still need a hand? Okay, great. Give me thirty minutes and I'll meet you there."

I got dressed and headed to her office. It was empty, being a weekday, with a solitary car in the parking lot. The office door was locked, so I entered through the side door and headed to the sanctuary. There, in front of the massive pipe organ was Pooja Bose, a pile of sheet music in her arms.

"Hey," she said brightly, "thanks for coming."

"It's no big deal," I said. "Divyanka's always volunteering me."

Pooja Bose blushed, "I'm sorry, if you don't want to help..."

"No, it's fine," I said. "I was just kidding around." She seemed jittery, more nervous than usual, but Pooja Bose was a nervous person anyway. "At least there's food at the end."

She laughed, putting her free hand on my arm and then quickly retracting it. She handed me a large stack of sheet music and led me behind the organ. There was a door into the mechanical workings of the organ, the real part that was hidden by gleaming pipes. There was a second room behind it, a storage room full of shelves, each labeled carefully by composer.

"Wow," I said. "They used to just shove everything in here."

"That's why we keep losing music," she said smartly. "I've been working for two months on this. Each piece has a number, that corresponds to a shelf. We need to sort these last few boxes, and then throw out all these worn out binders. After eighty years, you'd be surprised how much junk can accumulate."

We worked swiftly, making small talk about her favorite musical pieces, occasionally pausing for a drink of water. Pooja Bose seemed most at ease when she talked about music. She played piano, and flute, which I could have guessed. She was slender, with breasts but curvy hips. Her blond hair was in a bun that leaked tendrils of hair down her neck. She was very pretty, in a completely opposite way from Divyanka. Pooja Bose's black-framed glasses gave her a nerdy charm, whereas Divyanka was all bombshell. After a while she discarded the light sweater she was wearing. The church offices were always cold, but the storage room and organ were warmer. I could see she didn't wear a bra, which was unnecessary with her smaller breasts. Her nipples were hard despite the warmth. I tried not to stare, but failed.



After about an hour Pooja Bose stood up, stretching. Her t-shirt was small and tight, and rose up quite a bit on her midriff. Even this small display captivated me. She leaned against the shelf, looking at me as I knelt on the ground, sorting scores.

"I really appreciate the help," she said. "Since I took this job, I've been doing this myself."

"You've done a lot," I said, surveying the room. She crouched down, putting spiral-bound music on a shelf. I looked over, and saw her pants were riding low, and I could see part of her ass. I had a thing for seeing a little of a woman's butt like that, I and I found myself responding in kind. All of this unwilling abstention had made my hyper-aroused at all times. I carefully adjusted my dick while her back was to me. As she kept working her pants slipped a little lower. She turned around and caught me looking. I blushed, and she turned around, kneeling opposite me. She hiked her pants up.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"It's my fault," she said. "These pants never stay on right."

"I shouldn't have looked," I said, feeling my face burn red. I had had sex with Anita several times, and gotten three blowjobs from my own stepmom, but getting caught checking out Pooja Bose made me feel like a middle college kid again.



"I don't usually get guys looking at me," she said and bit her lip. "I'm a bit of a wall flower." I realized that Pooja Bose was closer to my age than Divyanka's. She was shy by nature, a bit of a book worm.

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"Are you kidding?" I said a little too quickly.

"Thanks," she said, brushing her hair back. "You're sweet."

She turned her back and started working again. After a few moments, she said over her shoulder, "how much did you see?"

"Not a lot," I admitted.

She said nothing but turned to face me. She had a new look in her eye I hadn't seen before. She took a deep breath and stood up. She reached forward and took my hand, pulling me up. I towered over her, and as we stood a foot apart I was struck by how pretty she was. And then in an instant she put her arms around my neck and pulled me close, kissing me. I was surprised, only less so than she.



We kept kissing, and she pulled me closer. My hands instinctively traveled down her back, and she melted into me as I cupped her ass gently. I picked her up, and we fell gently against the book shelves, her legs wrapped around me. She pushed me back a little and I set her down. I thought she had a change of heart, but then she took me by the hand and led me out of the stifling storage room and into the organ itself. There was a large space near the storage room and she pulled me close, kissing me once more. Then, without warning, she lifted off her shirt and pressed herself against me. My hands found her breasts, appreciating their size in my hand. She sighed as I gently pinched her nipples, kissing her while touching her. Then she unzipped her pants and let them fall to the ground. She wore nothing underneath, and I could see a strand of clear wetness spanning the space between her thighs.



Pooja Bose took two moving blankets and dropped them onto the floor. She laid down and spread her legs as I knelt between her thighs. She was so wet that she was already dripping onto the table. I buried myself in the short triangle of blonde hair between her legs. My tongue darted around her clit, tasting her. I wondered how long she had been thinking about this moment, given how wet she was.

I concentrated my efforts on her clit, and she started panting hard. My finger gently probed her pussy, eventually working its way into her. With difficulty I slid a second finger in, and she gasped as I gently fingered her while I licked her clit vigorously. She was tight, tighter than I had expected, and when she came her pussy clamped down hard on my fingers. She cried out gently as she came, her whole body shaking. She pushed me up gently, spreading her legs wider.



I slid off my jeans. Like Pooja Bose, I wore nothing under them. My swollen member sprang out, eager for release. She looked at it, her eyes wide, but she spread her legs even more and then arched her back. I rubbed the head of my dick up and down her wet pussy, and then gently pushed into her. It took effort, and her breathing was ragged and I slowly entered her. She was tight, and gripped me as I worked into her inch by inch. When I was fully inside her she pulled me close and kissed me as I slowly thrust into her. It was slow going by necessity, she was so tight. I ground against her and she came quickly, her fingers digging into my back.



As her orgasm overtook her she gripped my dick so hard I had to wait for her to stop before I could continue. Just as I was about to start thrusting again we both heard the main doors open and the voice of the staff event coordinator floating into the sanctuary.

"As you can see, we can accommodate a large wedding," she said to the trailing footsteps. The event coordinator was an older woman who had planned weddings for decades. We could hear the would-be bridal party talking amongst themselves, admiring the view. We were frozen, my dick buried deep in Pooja Bose's tight pussy.

"Don't stop," she begged. "Just do it quietly."



It was nerve-wracking, to say the least, to thrust into her quietly. I was conscious of every sound we made, and as the wedding group on the other side of the organ discussed logistics I found myself far from coming. I kept thrusting into her and she came over and over again, her body glistening as I ground against her. Finally she whispered "stop" and I froze. I was still inside her, and I could feel her heart beat as her pussy gripped my dick. The group was right by the organ, and the event coordinator was talking about recent renovations and restorations to the instrument. I knew from experience that she loved showing off the internal workings to guests.

Someone—perhaps the bride—asked about the reception hall, and the group slowly receded from the organ. I looked down at Pooja Bose, who bit her lip and nodded. I resumed thrusting into her, now with increase vigor. The very hidden—but public—act we were sharing, and the near-miss at getting caught, had been exhilarating. Her tightness only made my building orgasm stronger. I had not come in over two weeks, and when I did I exploded inside her. She gasped as I filled her, my dick pulsing against her pussy. She came with me, her body convulsing under mine. Finally, both spent, I pulled out of her and collapsed next to her.



We lay there for some time, until a thought dawned on me. Pooja Bose was shy, nerdy, and in love with music more than anything. There was something about the way she moved under me, the way she bit her lip as I entered her each time, that made me ask, "was that...your first?"

She nodded, grinning and kissing me. "I hope you aren't upset. Was it really bad?"

"No, it was wonderful," I said.

"How could you tell?" she asked.

I pulled her close. "You were really nervous."

She laughed quietly and sat up. An enormous amount of cum was leaking out of her. The moving blanket was a mess. She got up slowly, her legs shaking, and I followed. We picked up our clothes and stepped back into the music storage room. I looked at her slender frame, her b-cup breasts and firm butt, and felt some life stir back into my dick. She looked at it, too, and pushed me down to the ground gently. She took it in her hands, stroking it, occasionally bending down to lick the shaft, and then climbed onto me. With difficulty she sank down on me, impaling herself.



She inhaled sharply, and then started grinding against me. I gripped her hips and let her ride at her own pace. I was miles away from another orgasm, but Pooja Bose was soon coming. She rode me to one orgasm, and then another. I reached up and felt her small breasts, and she leaned forward and rode me deeper and harder. We kissed and I could feel the intense heat radiating from her body.

We stayed like for some time, until she collapsed against me and I thrust upward as she pressed her body to mine. She was so tight it seemed like an endless orgasm for her, until I got close and came a second time, pulsing inside her. Now completely spent, she got up off of me and helped me up. We got dressed, both giddy, and exited the organ room. As we left we ran into the event coordinator.

"Hello, Helen," Pooja Bose said. "We were just filing more music."

 "I would have brought that lovely bride-to-be back there to meet you. She has some ideas for music I wanted to share with you."

Pooja Bose waved a "sorry!" goodbye as she headed toward her office with her coworker. I waved back and headed to my car, light-headed. It wasn't until I started the engine that a thought hit me hard. How much of coincidence was it that another woman threw herself at me for some casual sex? My face burned as I headed home and the full realization of what had just happened hit me. As wonderful as it had been, I was mad.

Divyanka was upstairs in her bedroom when I got home. She was sitting on her bed, looking at a magazine. She could tell by the look on my face something was wrong.

"What's up?" she said, concerned.

"Next time you try and lend me out to one of your friends..." I said, starting a speech I had practiced in the car.

"What are you talking about?" she interrupted. "I told you, that happened one time."

"Today," I said, still hoping to use my speech, "just now. I went to the  Pooja office. And ended up getting it on behind the organ. And afterward I found out it was her first time!" I emphasized that last five words for effect.

Divyanka said nothing for a moment, and then said very carefully, "I did not tell her anything. Either she just went after you on your own or..."

"Anita," I finished for her.

"I'm sorry," Divyanka said. "I had no idea. They must have talked. I made Anita promise to keep her mouth shut, which was my mistake. I'm really sorry, Abhi."



I sat on the bed, and she scooted next to me. "Was it at least good?" She tried to make light of it, to get me into good spirits. Despite behind mad, and looking for the right person to place that anger, I laughed. "Yeah, it was. But I thought she was really into me, and then on the way home I figured it out."

"It was really her first time?" Divyanka asked, looking concerned. "I had no idea, I just thought she was shy and nerdy."

"She's those things, too, but until an hour ago she was also a virgin."

"Behind the organ?" she said.

"Almost got caught, too," I said.



"Well, you certainly have done it in a weirder place than I ever have," she said, pausing. "Listen, I feel awful about what Anita did. I need to talk to her."

"Thank you," I said. "Even though it was nice, I still feel used."

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"I know," she said sadly. Then, brightening, she said, "last time, I know what cheered you up. How about it?"

"How about what?" I said, not giving in.

"I have to say it, don't I," she said. "Fine. How about a blowjob to make it up to you?"

"I don't know," I said, getting up and pacing, enjoying the little game we were playing. I looked her over. She wore a strap tank top that showed a lot of cleavage; inspiration struck. "Your friends are trading my phone number, which isn't cool. If you're going to make it up to me, I want a topless blowjob."



She was surprised, and took a moment to respond. "Topless? Like while I'm doing it?"

"Yes," I said. "I think it's fair."

After a pause she said, "Okay. It's fair. When? Right now?"

I couldn't believe my luck. I knew Divyanka liked to bargain and bet using sex, but her quick agreement was unexpected. "How about on our trip?" I said. "A change of scenery, a BJ from my stepmom while she's topless. It sounds pretty great to me."

She laughed. "Okay, you pervert. Fine."



"But I'd like to see them right now, if that's okay with you."

"My tits? Right now?"

"Yes," I said, then hastily added, "please."

She sighed sarcastically. "Alright, you little perv. A preview, then." She took a deep breath and pulled her straps down. She tugged the tank top down until it was around her slender waist. She wore a black bra that perfectly framed her ample breasts. She was breathing hard, looking at me. 



She stood up, sliding the tank top down further. "Look only, okay?" I nodded, and she turned around. She reached behind her back and took off her bra, letting it fall onto the bed. She put her hands on her breasts and turned to face me again. I felt my breathing jump as she stood there, teasing. She turned to her side, still holding them, and then let go. Her breasts were large, but still pert and youthful. She turned to face me, and I stared open-mouthed at her tits. She laughed at the expression on my face, and her tits jiggled.

We said nothing for a minute, or an eternity, I couldn't tell. Time seemed to stop. I had seen other women naked before, but something about Divyanka topless was more erotic. I felt my dick swelling back to life.



"Okay, preview over," she said. She slid the bra back on and pulled up her tank top. Her tits looked magnificent in the tight shirt.

"Thank you," I said, my voice cracking a little.

"Let's grab some dinner," she said, checking her watch as if this was the most normal thing on earth.




We ate dinner outdoors on the rooftop . Her shirt was low cut, revealing a great deal of cleavage. Our water openly stared, which irritated me. Midway through dinner, the conversation turned to her showing her breasts.

"I'd say I can't believe I just did that, but this isn't the first time I've shown someone my tits like that."'

"I bet not," I said. "When did you first show someone, who was it?"

She thought for a minute. "Honestly, so many people have seen them, I'm not completely sure. I mean, my boyfriends had all seen them, of course. But just showing them off? It's a little embarrassing."

"Tell me," I said, urging her on. She looked around to make sure no one could hear.

"Probably my stepdad," she said, blushing.

"What?" I said. "Nick?"

"Yeah," she said. "I remember we were home alone, and in the kitchen. Maybe we were cooking together. I think that's what happened, because I remember getting something all over my shirt and I just pulled it off. I had a bra on, and he was staring, but trying not to stare, you know? And I saw he had a bulge in his pants, so I said whatever I had on my shirt and soaked through to my bra too, and took that off. I remember the look on his face. He told me to cover up, but I could tell he enjoyed himself. After that, it became kind of a game, for me anyway. I'd flash him whenever mom wasn't looking. He was mortified, but also secretly enjoyed it."



My mouth was open in surprise and she laughed.

"I can tell you, my tits have gotten me into a lot of trouble," she continued. "Nick was always cool about it. Mom's pretty top heavy, too, so it just came with the territory for him, I guess. But teachers, guys in college, anyone within ten feet of me just stares at them, or tries to get me naked." She looked at me mischievously, emphasizing that final word.

"I'm still floored that you flashed your stepdad. On multiple occasions."

She ate in silence for a minute or two before continuing. "By the way, I'm impressed. Sex in the pooja office, while people were touring it. That's a pretty risky move. Way crazier than any place I've ever done it."

"Hard to believe," I said. Divyanka was very adventurous when it came to sex. "What's the weirdest/riskiest place you've done it, then?" I asked.

She shifted in her seat, again making sure we couldn't be overheard. "Well, my stepbrother, that was pretty weird, right? But place? I'd have to say in the hospital. Your dad and I had been dating for a year. And he got in a car wreck, broke his arm. He was so pathetic, laying there all banged up. So, in between nurse visits, I sucked him off."

"Damn," I said.

"Yeah," she said, blushing. She paused as our waiter came by yet another time to check if we needed anything, and to check out her tits. When he left she continued. "I figured it would be too painful for him if I got on top of him, so I went down. I did it a few times that night, and almost got caught once. I had to pull away and throw the blanket over him as the nurse came in. He was hard a rock, and it was clearly visible under the sheet, but she said nothing. And when she left I finished the job.



"Also, once in college I worked the equipment issue at the campus pool. And this guy and I did it in the middle of work. I just bent over the counter and he pulled my suit to the side and went inside me. We had to stop and start a few times when people needed kick boards or flippers, but eventually he came all over my leg. I let it dry there and kept working the rest of the shift."

We finished, paid the bill, and drove home. We got home and put on a movie. Divyanka joined me in an oversized t-shirt. It was an old movie with a fair bit of nudity in it. It was one of Divyanka's favorites. She settled in next to me on the couch, her legs dbangd over mine as usual.



During one scene, in which case the young actress reveals her breasts, Divyanka said casually, "so how do I compare?"

"I'd have to see them again to give you an honest assessment," I said, joking.,

Divyanka, however, took it as a dare. She sat up and pulled off the t-shirt, revealing only a pair of black underwear. She looked at me expectantly.

"Honestly, yours are the nicest I've ever seen."



"Perv," she said, teasing, but remained topless. She swung her legs off of me and scooted close, leaning against me. She was practically naked, resting her body against me. "To be honest, I'm most comfortable like this."

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"You have my permission to go around like this all day," I said.

She laughed, her tits jiggling. "I'd bet you'd like that," she smirked. On screen there was a sex scene, a pretty hot one, with the heroine riding her lover. "Sitting around, watching dirty movies with your topless stepmom."

"Well, I mean, why not?" I said.

"If I go around topless, then what are you going to do, walk around with a tent in your shorts all day?"

"I could go around naked, if that's what you mean," I said.

"Ha," she teased.

The movie continued and we put a second one on afterward. It was getting late and we were both tired. At some point we must have fallen asleep, because I woke in the middle of the night, both of us lying on the couch. Her back was pressed against me, and I realized with a start that my right hand was dbangd over her, my hand holding her breast. I also realized what had woken me up. There was a subtle movement. Divyanka was rubbing herself off.



She had done so when she had sucked my dick, and now, sleeping spooned together with her stepson's hand on her tit, she was rubbing her clit hard. I didn't move or let her know I was awake, but enjoyed the feeling of her in my hand. She ground her ass gently against me, and I was getting hard again. She must have thought it was an instinctual reaction in my sleep, because she did not stop. Her breathing was shallow and fast, her movements small to avoid detection. I could tell she was coming because she arched her back, her breath catching as she kept rubbing.



Divyanka came hard, her body tensing up as she kept a furious pace with her hand. She whimpered, the sexiest sound I had ever heard. I feigned sleep, enjoying this voyeuristic moment. Her motions slowed and her breathing returned to normal. Her hand slipped out of her underwear and she nestled closer to me. She put her hand on mine, readjusting it over her breast.

I couldn't take it any longer. With my hand gently squeezing her breast, I imperceptibly thrust against her soft ass. She was motionless as I slowly pressed against her repeatedly, my throbbing dick nestled against her ass. Eventually she started to press her ass against me to meet each of my thrusts, our bodies barely moving as I got closer to orgasm. Finally she pressed hard against me and I exploded. We froze, our bodies pressed together, as my dick pulsed hard and flooded my shorts with hot cum. She slowly relaxed as I kept coming, and finally we settled into each other comfortably. Slowly my cum soaked through my shorts, and through her underwear, and we fell asleep.



The next morning I woke up alone, with a note on the coffee table that Divyanka would see me that night. It was a miracle that Divyanka had unglued herself from me without me waking. I felt awkward, alone in the house after holding Divyanka all night. My shorts were stiff and stuck to me in weird places, and I got up and stretched with a jolt of pain. I heard my phone buzz and dashed over to check the text, hoping it was Divyanka. My spirits, fell, only a little, when I saw it was from Pooja Bose. She wanted to know if I was home, alone, because she wanted to come over and talk. I replied and went up to shower while I waited for her to come and see me



I showered the previous night's cum off of me and was drying off when I saw her car pull up. I hastily pulled on some jeans and a shirt and greeted her at the door with damp hair.

"Hey," she said brightly, grinning from ear to ear as she entered the house.

"Hi," I said. I was beyond feeling awkward after sex with a woman, Anita got me over that quickly. She had collegeed me in the art of showing up, getting it on, and leaving. As Pooja Bose walked into the living room I followed her and sat on the couch opposite her.

"What's up?" I asked as casually as I could.

"Listen, we need to talk," she said.

When Divyanka came home, I was lying on a pool float, drifting aimlessly. I was a mess. An empty bottle of wine was floating in the pool near me, and my eyelids were half closed. She came out back, dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt, and saw the wreckage in the pool that was me.

"What happened?" she said.



"Pooja Bose," I said, not bothering to move. "She said she has a boyfriend, and needed a mercenary fuck to get it out of her system. She was a virgin, you know. So she needed someone for her first time, without any emotional baggage...for her. Must be convenient."

Divyanka said nothing. She surveyed the wine bottle, and then spoke. "How drunk are you?"

"Very," I said. I was too far gone to be angry, that had faded hours ago. I let my arm splash into the pool in a half-hearted effort to steer my slow rotation away from her. She walked around the pool, keeping me in her sight.

"You could have drowned," she said.

"I don't care," I said. "All that matters is this float, it's my whole world.

"You're not making any sense," she said.

"Well, I've been passed around your friends," I said, suddenly bitter. "So I'm just going to float here for a while, until I figure out what I'm going to do. Maybe I'll move out. I don't know."

Her expression changed. "Listen, I'm sorry." She said.

"That's nice," I said, aware of the hurt on her face as I said it. "But right now, I'm going to stay here and not care."

I regretted it as soon as I said it, but my logic was a bit blurry anyway from the alcohol. Divyanka turned from me, and I expected her to walk into the house to stew a bit. My words were intended to cut to the bone. Instead, she unzipped her jeans and slid them off. She wore blue and white striped underwear, and even in my addled state my dick perked up a little

"Well, I'm sorry anyway, even if you don't care. And if you're going to lay there all night in the pool, I'm going to come to you to apologize."

Divyanka threw her shoulders back, sticking her chest out. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra under her flannel shirt. She suddenly flexed her arms backward, sticking her chest out more. As she did one, then two buttons of her shirt popped open. Then, in a violent burst, the rest of the buttons gave way and her shirt opened, revealing her tits.



My eyes popped open and I slipped off the float in surprise. She laughed, hard, and threw her shirt onto the deck. She dove into the pool as I got back onto the float, and swam toward me. She surfaced, propping herself up on the edge of the float. Her tits—even more glorious in the water—rested on the float between her elbows.

"I see I got your attention," she said with a smirk. "Are you going to float around all night, feeling sorry for yourself? Or are you going to accept my apology?"

I sat up a little and she crawled onto the float more. She reached the zipper of my jeans and pulled. The wet fabric fought her, but she eventually pulled my jeans down and freed my dick. I wriggled out of my jeans and she let them fall into the water. She reached forward and took my dick in her hand, casually looking at it, and up into my eyes, as I propped myself up on my elbows. Wordlessly she started to stroke me, gently, my dick growing in her hand.



"I was worried you'd be too drunk for this to work," she said, licking my entire shaft to help lubricate her hand. She slid closer, her tits touching the inside of my thighs. She stroked me, maintaining eye contact, and I wondered what could lead her to act this way. What made a woman give her stepson blowjobs? This was more than a dare, or paying me back, I realized. Her eyes shone with an intensity I'd never seen before.

"Come for me," she urged, pausing her strokes to lick my shaft every now and then. I sat up, and she slid closer, stroking me furiously. "Come on me, please," she implored.

I reached forward, sliding my hands under her tits. She obliged, lifting herself so I could cup them, before resting her weight back down. We were in the deep end, floating in a slow rotation, the motion of her handjob sending small waves through the water.

I was close, and I started to buck my hips. I wanted her to take me in her mouth, but she was enjoying herself. I came, grunting as a large burst of cum shot out over her shoulder. She aimed quickly as I kept coming, and stroked me as I spurt cum onto her neck and tits. I came hard, my dick shooting cum with each stroke of her hand, as if she was in control of my orgasm. Her tits were covered in cum, dripping down into the water that had pooled in the center of the float. When my orgasm ended she let go of my dick and swam to the edge of the water, looking over her shoulder at me. As she swam she slid off her underwear and kicked them off, letting them float away as she reached the edge of the pool. I swam over to her. She swam up to one of the water jets, pressing her pussy against it.



"I used to come like this all the time growing up. We had a pool and it used to give me the best orgasms," she explained. She rubbed gently against the wall, finding the sweet spot as water rushed over her clit. She moaned, pressing her body against the pool wall. I hung my arm onto the deck next to her. I pulled close, putting my free hand on her ass. She moaned as I cupped her ass and the water washed over her pussy. She was getting closer, and I was getting hard watching her come.

"Oh, god," she moaned, and started bucking her hips. She came, pressing her body against the pool wall and shuddering. I swung behing her, pressing my body against hers. My dick nestled in her soft ass, pointing straight up between her cheeks.

I thrust my dick upward against her ass cheeks, pinning her to the pool wall. She shuddered, coming again suddenly and violently. The constant stimulation on her clit was almost too much for her. She came a third time, shaking with the intensity of her orgasm as I thrust against her ass faster and faster. She came a fourth time, this time crying out in pleasure, begging me for a break. I pulled away, my dick throbbing. She led me to the shallow end of the pool and motioned for me to sit on the edge. I did, and she immediately pressed her tits around my dick and started to rub me off with them. I was so close, and her tits were so perfect, that I exploded quickly.

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This second, smaller orgasm shot upward from between her tits, hitting under her. Pulse after pulse of cum flooded her cleavage as she pressed her tits against me, letting me come in the slick crevice. My orgasm ended, she stepped back, looking at the rivers of cum dripping down her stomach. She dove under, trailing blobs of semen as she retrieved our clothes. She tossed them onto a deck chair and exited the pool. She took my hand and handed me a towel. We dried each other off, and she led me into the house by the hand. I followed her up the stairs, mesmerized by the view of her ass as she led me to her bedroom. She pulled me into her bed, and we fell into spoon positions. I was pressed against her back, feeling her warmth against me as she turned off the light.



We left the next day for the wedding. When I woke up Divyanka was already dressed, packing last minute items. She wore yoga pants and a loose top that showed her freckled shoulders. We packed quickly, making good time to the airport. The flight was uneventful, although Divyanka fell asleep against me and I was treated to a good view of her cleavage the entire flight. By the time we landed, my dick was dripping pre-cum.

Divyanka seemed aroused, too. Her face was flush, and she kept putting her arm around mine as we walked through the airport or into the hotel. The wedding was on her side of the family, one I was adopted into. Still, even for Divyanka it was the step-side of her family, and we found ourselves outsiders at the wedding. At the rehearsal dinner we found ourselves at a table with Divyanka's stepbrother and his wife and kids. As we made small talk, I found it hard to concentrate on anything other than the fact that Jason's dick had been in Divyanka's mouth. Her own stepbrother. Of course, my dick had also been in her mouth. But talking to his wife and young kids underscored how bizarre it must have been for both of them. And, of course, he had fucked Divyanka's sister. I wondered if he had fucked Divyanka, too.



My moment to find out came later in the evening. The kids had wandered off to eat more food, and Divyanka and some of the other women were chatting across the room. I found myself sitting next to Jason, alone at the table. We made some small talk. I liked him, he was an easy-going kind of guy. He had had a few drinks, and I knew that this was the time to ask.

"Jason," I said, making sure no one was nearby to overhear us. "Can I ask you some questions, about Divyanka, when she was young?"

"Sure," he said, leaning in. "Any time I can embarrass my stepsister, I'm game." He grinned broadly.

"Well, I don't know how to bring this up to you, but she mentioned, one night to me, that she wrecked your car. And you were pretty mad. And she said she made it up to you, but she didn't say how. Did she pay for it?"

"Oh, that," he said, looking around the room. He paused, his fingers fidgeting. "No, I didn't make her pay for the damages. She just apologized."

"That's it? Just an 'I'm sorry.' I thought she must have done something to repay you. I know that when she was in college she'd bet sex on things. She told me about that stuff. So I wondered if, when she wrecked your car, she might have done something," I emphasized the last word.

Jason said nothing, but looked at Divyanka and his wife talking. Then he turned to me, he face red. "What are you getting at?"

"Nothing, nothing!" I said quietly, throwing up my hands. "I'm just curious, I'm trying to understand her."

He took in my words carefully, and nodded slowly. "Understand her. Does she, um, has she had to...repay you for something?"

"You can put it that way," I said, grinning. I mouthed the word 'blowjob' slowly.

Jason exhaled. "I thought you were going to confront or judge me. Or worse, tell my wife. That was a long time ago," he mused. "So she's still at it, I see." His expression softened, and he grinned. "I can tell you, I was not expecting it. I was pissed, right, because she had wrecked my car. And she came to my room, and was all sweet and innocent about it. She apologized, and while I was ranting at her she just casually said she'd suck me off to make up for it. I thought she was kidding. And then she opened her shirt, and god, those tits."



He seemed lost for a moment, then continued. "So, yeah, I let my stepsister suck my dick. I came all over her, it was in her hair and everything. Our parents were downstairs, and she had left the door open. I was so afraid we'd get caught, it just heightened everything. There she was, on her knees with her tits out and my dick in her mouth. It was—and maybe still is—one of the craziest moments of my life. Anyway, I came and she got up and cleaned up and buttoned up her shirt and that was it. So, has she already, or did she say she was going to?"

"Since we're speaking confidentially," I said, "she already has."

"I wonder if she's as good as she was back then," he mused. "She's certainly had a lot of practice. So just a BJ?"

"Yeah," I said, omitting some of the details. "It was amazing."

"I bet," he said. "I didn't think it could get any better with her." He stopped short. I looked at him and he said, "never mind."

"Come on, you can't say that and stop there. What did you mean?"

He sighed, taking a drink. "Well, since you're not judging, I'll tell you this. We did it, once. And it was wild. It was at our family reunion, a year after the BJ. If you want to get her to talk about it..."

As he whispered his final comments the women returned. I looked Divyanka over, and I saw Jason do the same. His wife did not notice. Divyanka extended her hand and said to me, "are you too cool to dance with your stepmom?"



"I'm the least coolest person I know," I said, and took her hand. We walked out to the dance floor and slow danced with everyone else. Divyanka wore a silver dress that clung to her curves. It was modest, but I also knew she had a bra on and nothing else. When we had gotten to the hotel room we had ended up kissing, naked, her hand wrapped around my throbbing dick, when someone knocked on our hotel room door. We quickly got dressed and she opened the door to well-meaning relatives wanting to say hello. In the scramble, her underwear had ended up tangled in our sheets, and we had headed out to the rehearsal dinner.

We danced as one might expect from a stepson and stepmom. As we danced, she asked what Jason and I had talked about.

"Oh, not much," I said. "Just about you, when you were young and stuff."

"Embarrassing stories about me?" she asked.



"Sure," I said. "Not more embarrassing than anything you've told me. I mean, how many people here have you done something with?" I said this with a smile, and, in the dim dance floor lights, reached down and gave her ass a gentle squeeze before returning my hand.

"Oh, you know," she said casually, "I'd have to think about it." She looked around as we danced. "Just two, here, actually. God, that sounds awful."

"Who else?" I said, looking around.

"You are going to think I'm horrible," she said.

I leaned in close, "given how I've spent my last few weeks, I'm not going to judge. Seriously, who was it?"

"See that guy in the light grey suit?"

"The guy in his sixties?" I asked.

"Well, he wasn't in his sixties back then, but he was older than me by over twenty years. That's my stepdad's friend Mitch. He and I did it a lot one summer, when I was home from college. He hired me to help in his dental office, and I stayed late a lot, and, well, we fucked right on the dental chairs. He was married, which I feel bad about, really. But his wife wasn't interested, and he was interested in me, and we did it once because I felt bad for him. And after that we did it at least once a day, because he was so good at it. Once he fucked me from behind and my mom had an appointment the next day in the same chair. It was crazy. We must have done it like a hundred times."



"Divya, how many times have you done it?" I asked.

"I couldn't count, to be honest. Let's just say I enjoy myself."

"And who's the other family member—or friend of the family—that isn't here that you've done it with."

The dance ended and the lights came up. She looked around and someone she knew asked her to dance. She smiled and left me to dance. I looked the retired dentist over. I decided against talking to him, and before I could do anything else Jason's wife, Danielle, asked me to dance. We made small talk, all the while I wondered if she knew that her husband had had sex with his stepsister when they were younger. When the dance ended Divyanka found me and took me by the arm.



"Let's get some fresh air," she said, and led me out of the room. The music faded as we walked through the hotel halls. We wandered, her dbangd on my arm, before she started talking. "Do you think I'm terrible?"

"No, of course not," I said. Then I asked a question I had wanted to ask, but was afraid to. "Did dad know about all of this?"

"No," she said. "I wasn't keeping it from him, you know. But it just never came up. He knew some things, here and there. Like the  game bet. God, that turned him on. He used to bet me all kinds of things to get me in bed. Even though he'd get me in bed whenever he wanted, it was fun to make it due to a lost bet. Or some kind of favor. I know it's been a long time, but I still miss him."

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We walked the hotel grounds, a beautifully manicured garden, in silence for a while. I finally spoke, "about, well, about Dad. I guess he wouldn't be happy with either of us right now."

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"When he passed away, he told me to be happy. And he asked me to take care of you. And right now, I'm happy taking care of you. He knew what I was like, I don't think he's mad. Are you feeling guilty?"

"A little," I said. "Just thinking about family a lot tonight."

"I know," she agreed. "Seeing everybody is bringing back a lot of memories. I'm glad I have you here. And don't worry about your dad. You know, he really wanted me to give someone a blowjob in front of him. He never asked explicitly, but I knew he wanted to. He knew that I once did two guys at once, and when I told him he was so turned on he fucked me three times in a row, a record."





 

"Two at once, huh?" I said.

She stopped, and sighed, "yes, once. It was Jason, believe it or not. And his cousin, Brian. We were visiting for a family reunion, about a year after I blew him. I'd never done anything with him again, although I knew he wanted to. The extended family had rented a campground and we had tents everywhere. Jason, and Brian, and I were hanging out in a tent, mid-day, it was so hot. And I don't know how we got on the subject, but we started talking about whether or not size mattered. Brian, as he liked to tell everyone, had a very big dick. He brought it up constantly to anyone who would listen.



"I remember Brian was bragging about how, by virtue of his size, he was bound to be better at sex. He was specifically trying to get at Jason, and I was defensive of my step brother. I told Brian that size didn't matter, and he said he didn't believe me. So, I told them that I'd judge right then and there. You should have seen their faces. I slipped off my shorts, buried my face in the sleeping bags, and told them each to go inside me and stroke a few times, without telling me who it was. And I'd tell them who felt better, who was better at it.

"So I did. And I remember waiting, with my ass in the air, for one of them to stick it in. I was getting pretty wet as one of them got behind me, his dick probing me. He slid in slowly, and I knew just by the size it was Brian. He was pretty awful, just thrusting away like he was sawing through a log. I let him enter me and thrust for about a minute before I told them to switch. He pulled out and after a little bit Jason slid into me. He was smaller, but immediately he angled differently, and each time he thrust into me I felt an electric tingle building inside me. I let him keep thrusting for a while, and finally said 'whoever this is, you're so much better. Don't stop.' And he started fucking me. I could feel an orgasm building inside me, and I came hard, biting my lip to keep quiet.



"I lifted my head up, and Brian was sitting next to me, looking dejected. His dick—and it was the biggest I'd ever seen—was still pretty hard, and I felt sorry for him. All those years of bragging, and I crushed his spirit. So I told him to let me suck his dick. He jumped at the chance, and Jason was thrusting into me while I sucked Brian. Jason came first, and I let him come all over my ass and back. Brian got close, and I stroked him to the final point, and he came on my face and neck. And I rolled over onto their sleeping bags, exhausted."



We were near the elevator when she stopped talking. I looked at her, and wordlessly I hit the up button. We said nothing as we entered the elevator and took it to our room, as a woman was already in the car. As we walked into the room I pulled her close and kissed her. She pressed her body against me as I unzipped her dress. She let it fall to the ground and took off her bra. She stood, naked, her pussy dripping in anticipation.

"You owe me," I said, "for what happened."



"I know," she nodded.

"But you're not paying me back right now," I said, taking off my clothes quickly. "This is about us, right now. And right now, I want you."

"I want you to," she said, pressing her body against me. I cupped her ass and ground against her as we kissed. I ran my hand through her short, wavy hair and she dipped her head back. I took it as an invitation to kiss her neck, running down and over her collarbone. I then reached down, grabbing her by the ass and lifting. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around me as she fell gently against the wall.

"Now," she said.



I didn't hesitate. I lifted her a little more, so that the head of my swollen, throbbing dick was rubbing against her slick pussy. With barely any effort the head of my dick popped inside her, and I thrust deep into her. I was inside my stepmom.

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We fucked hard, against the wall, our bodies plastered together. It was all I could do to stay upright, as I held her up and she wrapped around me. Divyanka came quickly, her pussy tightening around me as she panted hard. I kept thrusting, lost in the feeling of her body against mine, and she came again. This time I could not hold off, and I exploded with her. She cried out as I came inside her, filling her with all of the arousal of the moment, and the hours that led up to it. We stayed against the wall, her pussy and my dick pulsing in unison as I filled her with my semen. Then, as we came off our mutual climax, I set her down gently as I pulled out of her. Cum ran out of her and down her thigh, and she laughed.



I pulled her to the bed, and she lay down and spread her legs wide. She was a dripping mess, and I was still hard. I knelt between her legs and leaned forward to kiss her breasts, crushing her nipples gently between my lips. As I paid attention to her, she stroked my slick shaft, begging me to enter her again.

"How will you repay me if I fuck you again?" I asked between kissing her breasts.

"I'll fuck you every day, how about that?" she panted.



I grinned, and slid into her. She gasped, her eyes closing in delight as I started to fuck her again. It was more enjoyable now that I wasn't holding her up against the wall. My hands were free to roam and I felt her magnificent tits as I thrust into her. I was not even close to coming, and as I thrust into her, she came repeatedly. She moaned softly with each orgasm, her pussy gripping me tighter and tighter. Eventually I felt myself getting closer, and I came inside her again. She laughed in delight as I came inside her a second time, my orgasm just as intense as the first. She sat up and pushed me to lie flat on the bed. She crawled between my legs and started to lick my dick clean.



She took me into her mouth gently, mindful of how sensitive I was. She sucked me slowly, my flaccid dick trying to give up despite her efforts. She swung herself around so her pussy, dripping with my cum and her wetness, hovered over my face. I dove in, licking her pussy and clit as she sucked me. I could feel myself getting hard again, but was enjoying the feeling of her pussy in my face. I licked recklessly, listening to her squeals when I hit the right spots. I teased her, avoiding her clit until she'd shift herself so my tongue would hit it. I was hard again, and now she was sucking me in earnest.



Divyanka came suddenly, her body shuddering. A flood of wetness and my cum leaked out of her and onto my face and chin. Was a mess, covered from her pussy's contractions. I kept licking until she leapt off of me.

"I need a break down there," she panted, laughing. I pulled her close, kissing her. I felt her tits as she stroked my dick, and I was inspired. I straddled her, and put my dick between her tits. She understood, and pressed her tits together around my dick as I started to thrust. I was lubricated from all the cum and wetness, and I slid between her tits effortlessly. She maintained eye contact while talking dirty to me.

"That's it, baby," she panted. "Fuck my tits. Come all over me."



I had come twice already, but eventually my orgasm started to materialize. I was getting closer, and she could tell by the angry, deep red color of my dick. She picked up the pace, rubbing her tits to match my thrusts. I came, a relatively weak spurt of cum shooting from between her tits and hitting her face. Smaller pulses of cum shot out, covering her tits. I kept thrusting, willing myself to stay hard.

When I stopped coming I got off of her and took her hand. She accepted, and let me pull her gently out of bed. She looked puzzled. We both looked worse for wear. Her hair was damp and hung in loose waves over her forehead. We were both wobbly on our feet, and she laughed and fell against me when she stood up.



"What now?" she asked. "I'm a little worn out, it's been a while since I've been with someone with so much energy."

"I had an idea," I said, and gestured to the balcony.

"You've got to be kidding," she said, looking over my shoulder. She was pressed against me, and I gripped her ass gently.

"No one will see who it is at this time of night," I said.

"But anyone who looks up from the grounds will see two people doing it on the balcony," she replied.

I took her hand and led her to the balcony. "I bet no one will see us," I said. I pushed her gently and she bent over the balcony, her ass sticking out to me and her tits hanging over the stucco. It was late, and the neighbor's balconies were empty and dark. We were six floors up, and anyone looking up would see us, but not recognize us.



As I thrust into her, beating my father's record, I looked down on the grounds. She thrust backward to meet my motion, our bodies slapping together. We fucked hard, our bodies exhausted. I never wanted it to end, that perfect night with Divyanka. I could no longer tell when she was coming, as her body shuddered over and over. She cried out, and a couple down below looked up. Divyanka's tits were swinging as she leaned over the balcony. It was obvious what we were up to as they pointed up to us.

I came, my body giving out as my dick pulsed inside her. I didn't even know if I had cum left to give her, but it didn't matter. I pulled out of her and we stumbled back to the bed and collapsed together. We were too exhausted to move. As we drifted off to sleep, she whispered in my ear.

"I won that bet."

"You cheated," I said.



"We never said we couldn't make any sound, so I won. And since I won, my prize is that you are going to move into my bedroom when we get back."

"What if I had one the bet?" I asked.

"You'll have to make a new bet to find out," she said, kissing me. And, finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms.

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My name is Kundan and I am 26 years young, active man from Mumbai. I have a lean body and a height of 5’8″. Looks-wise, I am wheatish in complexion and always well-groomed. I have just finished my master’s degree and pursuing my independent research.


So I remember that it was Saturday afternoon and I was listening to my favourite silent songs in the balcony. I saw packers and movers van entering my society followed by a Maruti Swift. I was eagerly waiting to see who was in the car. Now don’t get me wrong. Men will be men. They always hope to have a really hot neighbor, right guys?

Anyways, the door was opened and it was a small family of three. Mom, dad and to my surprise, a young GIRL of approximately 21 years. As my house was on the 3rd floor, I couldn’t see her face clearly. All I could notice was that she has a fair complexion really attractive figure.



From the 3rd floror, I saw her from top view, and guys, you know what you see from that angle, right? I enjoyed the sight of her slightly visible teen cleavage for around 5 minutes and then they went inside the building.

Then I came inside and sat in my living room. I heard some noise outside in the lobby, so I opened my door and found out that they were my next-door neighbors.



Now there Hiba Nawab was standing right in front of me.  her face had a cute smile. She had really attractive eyes, chubby cheeks and puffy lips. It seemed like she took care of her body and skin properly. 

Now going slightly below, the boobs were not that big, but they were firm and appealing. Most catchy part of my teen neighbour’s body was her ass. It was big and can easily draw attention to anyone.



It was summer, so she was in sleeveless top and shorts. She was looking a piece of art and I literally had a boner looking at her. But I controlled myself as I did not want to destroy my image on the very first day.

I greeted them and offered to help them to move the stuff inside the house. Later, I invited them for dinner as a gesture of a good next-door neighbour. We had a nice talk over the dinner. We were neighbors and will be living together so it was good to know about each other well, right?



Uncle was a stationery store owner, aunt was a college teacher . Mom was also a teacher by the way. So mom and aunt became good friends.

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My name is Kundan and I am 26 years young, active man from Mumbai. I have a lean body and a height of 5’8″. Looks-wise, I am wheatish in complexion and always well-groomed. I have just finished my master’s degree and pursuing my independent research.


So I remember that it was Saturday afternoon and I was listening to my favourite silent songs in the balcony. I saw packers and movers van entering my society followed by a Maruti Swift. I was eagerly waiting to see who was in the car. Now don’t get me wrong. Men will be men. They always hope to have a really hot neighbor, right guys?

Anyways, the door was opened and it was a small family of three. Mom, dad and to my surprise, a young GIRL of approximately 21 years. As my house was on the 3rd floor, I couldn’t see her face clearly. All I could notice was that she has a fair complexion really attractive figure.



From the 3rd floror, I saw her from top view, and guys, you know what you see from that angle, right? I enjoyed the sight of her slightly visible teen cleavage for around 5 minutes and then they went inside the building.

Then I came inside and sat in my living room. I heard some noise outside in the lobby, so I opened my door and found out that they were my next-door neighbors.



Now there Hiba Nawab was standing right in front of me.  her face had a cute smile. She had really attractive eyes, chubby cheeks and puffy lips. It seemed like she took care of her body and skin properly. 

Now going slightly below, the boobs were not that big, but they were firm and appealing. Most catchy part of my teen neighbour’s body was her ass. It was big and can easily draw attention to anyone.



It was summer, so she was in sleeveless top and shorts. She was looking a piece of art and I literally had a boner looking at her. But I controlled myself as I did not want to destroy my image on the very first day.

I greeted them and offered to help them to move the stuff inside the house. Later, I invited them for dinner as a gesture of a good next-door neighbour. We had a nice talk over the dinner. We were neighbors and will be living together so it was good to know about each other well, right?



Uncle was a stationery store owner, aunt was a college teacher . Mom was also a teacher by the way. So mom and aunt became good friends.

Our families developed good bond in just a week. I and Hiba also became good friends as she wanted to pursue engineering and I was already one. Our friendship was like a mentor and student because of it.

She requested my help in the engineering admission process. After getting into engineering, she use to bring her doubts to me. This went on and we became BFF. Not a single day went without us talking. Our parents were also cool about it as we talked only about her studies. Also, she used to call me ‘Bhaiya’, so they did not bother much.

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From my side, I really found her sexy and wanted to have sex with her, but I wasn’t desperate because I didn’t want to ruin the family relations. But still, I was looking forward to any opportunity.

A few days later, it was Freshers day in her college. It was organized in a nearby pub and she was going to be late in the night. Aunt came to me at 11 pm and requested me to pick her up from station as it was too late for her to travel alone and uncle was not feeling well.

I quickly got up and went to station to pick her up. I reached and called her phone. In the next 2 minutes, she came out from station exit. It was a jaw-dropping sight. That was the time when I decided, I want to fuck this girl anyhow.

My teen neighbour came running towards me holding her ear and started saying sorry because I had to to make trouble at this hour of day.

Hiba was looking so innocent. She was looking like a hardcore party animal that night. She wore a black-glittery party one-piece, silver high-heels, red lips, and open hairs. Oh my god, that outfit enhanced her figure like anything. I was sure, she must have received may proposals today.



My eyes were stuck on her. Hiba waved her hands in front of my eyes and that’s when I came back to senses. I said, “Hiba, you are looking a bomb yar! I never thought you’d wear such dress”.

Hiba replied, “Thanks, bhaiya! So sweet of you. But let’s go home fast, I am feeling damn sleepy”. And she sat on my bike.

I wanted to flirt a bit so that she gets some idea about my intention. If she reacts in a positive way, then it will be more fun to take this thing towards its final destination.

So I tried to flirt, “Hiba, you are really looking hot. I am feeling like kissing you right here right now”.

She just smiled and hit my shoulder sitting on the back seat and asked me to start the bike. I was watching her face in the mirror. She was blushing like anything.



I was happy and decided to stop for now and make her comfortable. I asked her about her party, what she had for dinner, and stuff like that. As we were on bike, she had to lean forward so that we can hear each other properly.

I purposely drove slowly to have more time together with my hot teen neighbour on the bike because I was really enjoying her boobs on my back. I felt her nipples becoming erect and pokey gradually as we chatted. It was clear that she was also feeling the sexual tension.

Then we reached the building. I parked my bike and we entered the lift. While inside the lift, I playfully went close to her and bent pretending to kiss her. She was alert and pinched my arm with her long nails with a naughty evil look on her face.

The lift reached the 3rd floor and we had to separate. I wished her goodnight and winked. She acted like about to punch me and closed the act with a good bye.



From that incident onward, her behaviour changed. We chatted on Whatsapp way more than before. The day started with her good morning and ended with her goodnight. Now it was two way flirting. She responded really well to my flirts.

One afternoon while we were chatting, our conversation automatically diverted to sexting and that was mind-blowing. The way she was talking, I was sure she must be watching lots of porn. Her fantasies were crazy.

We both had awesome orgasm just by sexting. Now we both wanted to have sex madly. We planned to fuck the next day in the afternoon when her mom went to college. Even my mom would be at college that time. We both were free to do whatever we want to in the afternoon till evening 6 pm.



Next day I was so excited that I woke up way early and was waiting for my mom to leave for college. Even Hiba was eagerly waiting. We both were constantly in touch on Whatsapp, telling each other all the dirty things we were about to do in a few hours.

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Finally it was 12 and my mom was ready to leave. I had the duty to drop her to college. After dropping her to college, I went to the pharmacy and purchased some condoms and rushed for home.


I reached my sexy neighbour’s house and rang the doorbell. Within no time, she opened the door and pulled me in.

I hugged her tightly and felt her body on mine for some time. She jumped and I picked her up in my arms. We looked at the eyes of each other and slowly, our lips met. It was her first-ever kiss but it felt like a professional. Within no time, we were deep into the kiss.



We fell on the sofa and she was on top of me kissing like a lioness. My hands were exploring her back and waist. The kiss started to turn nasty now. We liked each other’s lips, our tongue mingled with each other.

I unhooked her bra from inside the top and removed it. She was impressed with my skills and became even more intense. She took break from kiss, removed her top and threw it in a corner. She also removed my t-shirt and came on top of me.



Hiba kissed all over my face and came down. She started licking my chest and biting my nipples playfully. I liked it a lot.

Now I got up and picked my teenage neighbour up in my arms and took her to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed and jumped on her. I licked her ears and bit her neck. Guys, girls like this a lot and they became too wild by it. Just try it.

Hiba became so wild that she started to talk dirty. I was so surprised to hear such dirty words from her. She screamed, “Kundan, suck my boobs. I am dying to feel your tongue on my nipples. Fuck Kundan, suck my boobs”.



Now I could not control and I attacked her juicy pair of teen boobs. I said, “ my darling, I am going to suck your boobs so hard that you will want it daily.”. I sucked one boob like a small baby and pressed the other one. She was so horny that she started breathing heavily. Her chest was going up and down with her breath.

I made her boobs completely wet and played with it. She encouraged me with the commentary telling me how she was feeling.

In the heat of the moment, we were sweating like anything. We undressed each other completely and now she threw me on the bed. She came over me and said, “Ohh Kundan! I want to taste everything. Make me feel like a woman today. I am yours, totally”. Saying this, she started licking me all over.

She then came down and took hold of my dick. She said, “I’ll eat this, Kundan. I always wanted to suck a dick”. And she took it in her mouth.



She was gentle at the beginning. Her warm tongue on my dick felt so awesome. My dick was so hard that now it started to hurt. I was on cloud nine at this moment.

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She was so awesome in blowing me that my dick got red. Along with dick, she also licked my balls and it gave me goosebumps. Slowly, Hiba shifted her gear and sucked it hard like a pornstar. She was screaming, “Kundannnnn. I want your sperm. I want to taste it like in porn movies. Please give me your thick sperm”.

I could not hold for long and said, “Be ready for the sperm shower lady.. AAAHhhhhhh!” and I emptied the load on her face. She tasted it like a slutty pornstar. It was a sight to see.



I was exhausted like hell because of the awesome blowjob. We cuddled for some time and kissed.

Now it was my turn to give her my service. It was her first time, so I wanted to be gentle. I came down on her and smelled her groin area. She kept it very hygienic and it smelled very fresh.

I started to kiss on the area around her pussy. She was ticklish and was laughing. I started to fondle with her boobs along with kissing her this. She started to moan gently. “AAAhhh Kundan, suck my pussy, I’ve been waiting for this for so long. Please don’t tease me”.

I slowly started to move towards her pussy and finally planted a tight kiss on her clitoris. She gave a huge moan and clucked my hairs. I started locking her pussy gently from top to bottom and her moans started to increase with each lick. She was so much enjoying that she could not stop describing how she felt.

“Baby, it’s sooooo awesome. Please suck it like a dog. AAAhhhh. UUUhhhh… UUmmhhaaaaa… AAAAhhhhhh..”. Her moans increased my energy and I inserted my finger in her pussy. But she was virgin and so I could not enter it fully. She was moving her pelvis as I was licking her pussy clean.



After some time, she was about to experience her first orgasm with my foreplay. She shouted, “Babay I am cumming, AAAHhhh, AAAHhhhh, UUUUNhhhhhh…. Here we goooooooooo”. And she cummed and felt exhausted. Her joy on the face was priceless.

We hugged for some time and relaxed. She was so happy and thanked me for giving her this wonderful experience. But she wasn’t done yet.

My neighbour wanted to lose her virginity to me. She looked into my eyes and said, “I want to be a woman today, Kundan. Please fuck me, baby. I want to feel like a woman”.



I said, “Don’t worry. Just lie down and relax. My dick is eager to go into your vagina as well”.

I put a pillow under her waist to get an angle for penetration. I sat in front of her and placed my dick in her pussy wall. I apply some pressure and entered her and she started to cry. I closed her mouth to reduce her screams.



I started to and fro motion slowly and gently as she was a virgin. After some time, she started enjoying and started to move her pelvis along with the rhythm of my strokes.

The entire room was filled with our moans. I was enjoying the teenager’s tight virgin pussy. Annu was moaning heavily and encouraging me to go fast,

“Kundan it feels great. Please fuck me hard. Like really hard. I want to be fucked like a bitch. AAAhhhh.. AAHhh..AHhhh… UUUhh.. YYahhh Baby.. Like that… Hhaa.a. Yesshhhh.. Go fast…. Aahhh. UUhhhmm. Fuck me like a bitch.. Fuck me.. UUU yayayaya”.



I started ramming her hard and then she came one more time. I too came along with her.

We slept like that for some time. Then we took a shower and had some food. We stayed together until evening 5 pm. Then I went my house. From that day, we made it a point to enjoy once a month. We try different things every time. But it’s a task for us to behave normally in front of our parents. But we manage it well.



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I was at that time working in an international charity organization as marketing head in New Delhi, India. Having recently joined . I was introduced to the marketing agency. The agency team had a servicing girl known as Athiya shetty . Somehow, I was immediately attracted to her. She was wearing glasses and a dress and seemed to have real sexy legs. She was supposed to be my servicing executive from the agency.




As we spoke almost every day due to our work requirements and I started little flirts with her. I came to know that she lives in a PG , was in a relationship for the last 6 years but never had sex with the BF and is from the small town. this is her first job after MBA and she is 27 years of age.

After lots of flirts, I asked her to come out with me on a dinner date. Realized she did not drink much during the date, I took her to my favorite restaurant. While the first date was normal without much action, I was sure that attraction is mutual in spite of her having a BF. What followed were a couple of impromptu dates with me reaching her PG and asking her to come out. Drive around Delhi, doing a little drinking in the car.



On one such impromptu meetings, I took her to my home and on the way told her how I was attracted to her and wanted to kiss her. Once at my home, I asked her to stay over at next day is a Saturday and it's a long drive back. She agreed and we ordered some food, ate, watched TV (sitting on my bed).

I sat close to her, put my hand behind on her back made her lean towards me and then I again brought up the topic of kiss. She looked at me and didn't say anything. I then told her I am going to kiss her and actually kissed her. I then started kissing her but this time became more aggressive and started feeling her from top to bottom. 



I started feeling her sexy legs up to her thighs as she was wearing I dress I could bring her hands up to her boobs. I started pressing them. All this while the kiss was still continuing.

I then removed my hands and opened her Bra hooks from above the dress (I have a neat trick with lots of practice to do that). And then again kissed her and put my hands and played with her boobs. I took her hands and placed it on my cock over my shorts. She held it and let it go.

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 I kissed her more passionately, without tongues playing a duel, I then opened her dress zip from the back and pulled it down her shoulder, her boob popped out of her dress with the bra hanging. I immediately took her boob in my mouth sucking it and then letting it go till the nipple was between my lips, I started sucking and giving it small bites. She let out a small moan and said, why am I not able to stop you. I have not even let Amit (her BF) suck my boob in all these years. As I let go of her boob, I asked what all was he able to do. She said with Amit on hugs and small kiss not the tongue kiss we did.



 I laughed on her "tongue kiss" and she became more shy and said why am I making fun of her. I told her there is nothing like a "tongue kiss" it's a smooch. And that I am glad I am the first one to suck her sexy boobs.

I again kissed her and she closed her eyes and let me kiss her again. I started sucking her upper lip and started playing her boobs, I took her hands out of the dress and the bra straps. I stopped for a second and took my T-shirt off and her dress was now at her waist and she was nude from the waist above. I hugged her tightly crushing her boobs and started smooching her with my hands roaming all over her naked nude back. She had flawless skin very smooth. As we were kissing, I again brought her hand on my cock and made her hold it. I told her see what she is doing to me. She said this is big, I asked how does know as she never had sex. She said she never had sex but had felt her BF over his pants and even his ex bf Praduman. Both of them were small. Now to the size of my cock, I don't know how you measure it. If its from the balls up or from the inner side. I can although say that fully erect it closes my own navel. I get her to remove her dress completely and she was only in her panties, she did not let me take the panty off. I also understood that I need not rush. If I am this far then if I am patient, I will get her completely.



I asked her to hold my cock and give me a hand job. I had already opened my shorts button and put her hand inside by shorts and made her touch my naked cock. She held it in her hands and started moving it slowly, I at the same time, started kissing her and pressing her boobs, my other hands started rubbing her pussy over her panty, she held my hand and asked me not to. I understood she is still shy. I agreed and started sucking her boobs. I was sucking one boobs and pressing another and I kept on doing this between the boobs. And in between there were kisses.



Athiya  was moaning, saying Ansh, I have never felt anything like it. Please suck them more. It went for quite sometime and I told her let me please you more, let me feel you pussy. She said she is feeling shy. And then I kissed her again, and slowly put my fingers in the waist band of her panty and slowly started pulling it down. She held my hand to stop me and I did for a moment. Then I kissed her again and again started rolling her panties down her smooth things and legs till her knees. From there I used my leg to get it out so that I don't have to stop kissing her. She was now completely nude and surprisingly shaved.

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I started feeling her all over her body while she was holding my cock and I was kissing her? kicked my shorts out and took off my T-shirt hurriedly. She smiled while looking away shyly. I lied down on top of her and started kissing her and playing with her boobs at the same time.

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Slowly, I took my other hand and started playing with her pussy lips. She again tried to be shy and held my hand. However, she did not remove it. I kissed her boobs and started sucking her nipple. She put her hands on my head and started moving the fingers in my hair. I slowly started to put the finger inside her pussy. She started moaning and calling my name Ansh. I moved my mouth to her other boob and put another finger in her pussy. She was leaking like a faucet. I looked into her eyes and told her that I want her. She said that she is a bit scared. I comforted her and slowly started rubbing my cock over her pussy while kissing her. I held my cock in a hand and put it on her pussy entrance. I slowly started trying to enter her but it was very difficult. I realized she was being truthful about being virgin. I figured will have to be real slow to push in her.



I kissed her more passionately and slowly started pushing my cock inside her. She was really very tight. The moment a little amount of my head got it. She screamed and I had to put my mouth on her lips to keep the noise from waking up the neighbors. She had tears in her eyes. I consoled her while being still below. I told her its ok, I will go very slow. I kissed her and sucked her nipples and then pushed a little more inside once she seemed relaxed. She again started to scream but this time I was prepared and had sealed her lips so that he sound does not go out.



I again laid still while she got accommodated to me being inside her and got ok with the pain. Once she was ok and then again pushed inside, this continued till the time I was fully inside of her. I then laid still for her to be used to me and was kissing her all over, her lips, neck throat and then back to her lips. However there was blood, but then I know you always don't get blood as the hymen gets broken by things like cycling in girls as well.

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I then slowly started moving in and out, she started moaning and pulled my face and kissed me hard. While I was going in and out, I started kissing her on the neck and giving her little bites, I kissed her nipple and started biting all around her nipples on her boobs. In between she shuddered and I realized that she is having an orgasm. We were all sweaty as if the AC was not working. I let it subsidize while again starting my in and out movement. While fucking her, I gave her a bite on her shoulder and then kissed it. This continued for almost 20 mins, OH I forgot to tell you that I suffer from delayed ejaculation and had gone for numerous tests and the doc said all things are fine and that its some psychosomatic problem and will solve on its own.



Anyway, I knew I am about to cum and so I pulled myself out, got a condom from my drawer and pulled it on to insert again, this time my cock went in easily. Soon I was fucking her again, I pulled her legs and asked her to wrap it around me so that I can go inside her deeper, I started kissing her again and in between kissing her neck and cheeks and giving small bites on her earlobe.

This went on and on till I was spurting cum into the condom and she cummed along with me. We then laid together for some time and then I pulled off the condom, tied it and threw it on the floor. We hugged each other and drifted off to sleep.



I woke up a few hours into the night and saw how sexy she was looking. I started to her hard and decided to have another round, I slowly put my hand on her pussy and started rubbing it, she was half asleep and smiled and gave me a peck on my neck. We were lying side by side, I just picked her leg to make room and inserted my cock in her pussy which was already wet.

I held her leg over my shoulder and started fucking her from the side, she again went for some time. Slowly, I turned so that she was on top and I asked her started jumping all over me, she said it feels deeper like this. I yes, it does and she slowly started jumping up and down and started increasing her speed. My hands were moving all behind her.



I pulled her down so that I could sucking her nipples while raising my hips to meet her in between her jumping up and down. This went for quite some time and then I realized she is cumming. She then just laid on top of me.

I laid her on bed, took another condom, wore it and then started fucking her missionary style while my legs locked with her legs. I also started kissing her. This went for some more time, then I raised her legs and ask her to hold them near her shoulders while I inserted my cock in her pussy.



She started leaking so much that the sheet just below her ass started getting wet. I kissed her and then realized I am about to cum. I slowly filled the condom and then got off to go to the washroom. When I came out, she went in and I laid on the bed and was almost asleep when she came out, Got into the bed hugged me and drifted off to sleep.

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Next Update at 08:30 PM on Rajisha vijayan

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Rajisha Vijayan is a married girl and her age is 29 years. She is very fair and her skin is smooth and soft. She has long black hairs which reaches till her ass. Her height is 5 ft 6 inches and weighs about 60 kg. Her figure is 33B-26-34 with good round ass.




Her husband work in an MNC and travels a lot for official purpose. One day Rajisha got a call from unknown number and then she realized that it was a wrong number but the person got attracted towards her sweet voice. He started calling her again and again and use to praise her voice. Rajisha also felt good when she was praised and thus they started talking regularly. The guy’s name was Arif and he owns a small rag picking group. His age was 35 years and was not that good looking. Rajisha’s husband had a 3 day tour to Hyderabad and Arif decided to meet her.



So she gave her address and Arif came to meet Rajisha when her husband was out . But Rajisha was disappointed to see an ugly and black guy. She told Arif that she is not interested to have relationship with him and not to call her again in future. Arif on the other hand was very happy & excited to see a beautiful girl like her. He convinced her a lot with his beautiful words but Rajisha was not at all interested in that ugly guy. Arif said he will not call her again but she let him to have sex with her today. Rajisha just rejected this request and Arif was very disappointed because he knew that she will never get a hot & sexy girl like her.



Arif went back but he could not forget Rajisha, he tried to call her on her mobile but Rajisha put his number on reject list.

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One night Arif was drinking country made liquor with 4 other guys. Salim, Javed, Banti & Chotu. Banti & Chotu were rag pickers working for him and they were hardly 18-19 years in age. Salim was about 47 years in age while Javed was Arif’s uncle and his age was 58 years. Salim & Javed were big & fat men with big pot belly and have beards on their faces. Banti & Chotu were black and lean but they were very addicted to watching blue films. On that night when they were all drinking Banti brought a blue film. They all were watching it and the girl in that film was very hot. Salim said lets bring a girl to fuck. Arif got an idea and said he knows a girl but she rejected him after seeing. He told them that she is hotter & sexier than this girl in the film. Salim & Javed got excited and asked Arif to go to her and fuck her.




Next day about 9 pm they all reached Rajisha’s house as they knew her house is little isolated from rest houses in her locality. Also Arif knew that her husband is out. They rang the bell & Rajisha opened the door and was shocked to see Arif. But they all pushed her inside & entered into her house where she was all alone. They locked the door from inside. Asif said if you will cooperate we will not hurt you. But she was said all to leave. Salim said- we will not leave until morning & without fucking you. He took out a big knife & said if u shout I will put this in your pussy and tear it off. She was scared and got frozen seeing that knife.



Arif came near to Rajisha and took her into her arms and went to bedroom. Rajisha was wearing a black printed saree with matching blouse n petticoat with black bra and panty.

Arif threw her on the bed and all guys also came into the bedroom. They all sat on the floor & took out the country liquor they brought with them. All started drinking and were talking about Rajisha. Arif then got up and removed his all clothes. Rajisha saw her big dick which was more ugly than his face. It was hard erect. Arif jumped on Rajisha and started kissing all over her face like a mad man. Rajisha was trying to push her but instead he pushed her n she fell flat on the bed . Her deep oval shaped navel got visible when she fell flat on bed. Arif touched her smooth stomach but Rajisha was angry & she removed his hand from her stomach with force. Javed saw that & came with his knife again .

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Rajisha was again helpless and she allowed Arif to do what he wanted. He poked her deep navel with his finger n started playing with it. All other 4 guys came around bed to enjoy the scene.

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Rajisha just closed his eyes as she was very embarrassed, angry & ashamed. Arif put his tongue on her navel and started to lick her navel upto the depth of it. Seeing the scene Banti & Chotu were very excited and their dicks grew in full. They asked Salim & Javed- why are we waiting & watching this bitch , lets we also play with her. Rajisha was shocked to hear these two kids talking that way. She just opened her eyes & gave a tough look to them. Salim told let Arif enjoy first and after that me & Javed will fuck her and then it will be your turns, so wait till then & go drink. Chotu brought the full glasses for them and gave to them. They all were drinking and watching the show. Arif went up licking Rajisha’s stomach & reached her lips. He started sucking her lips with pleasure and was putting his tongue inside her mouth. His hands were squeezing her boobs and then he forcefully torn her blouse and then her bra. Her round boobs popped out and all get very excited seeing that. Arif started sucking her boobs like a hungry wolf. He then got lower and removed her saree and then her petticoat .




Rajisha was lying just in her black panty. Arif got over her and he was lying on her instead of bed. He was kissing, licking and sucking every part of her body. Rajisha had closed her eyes during all this. Arif then put his fingers inside her panty and in one go he removed her panty from her body. All guys saw her smooth & fair pussy. They all were rubbing their dicks inside their pants. Arif opened her pussy with her finger and all saw her inside which was pink in colour. 



Arif brought his big dick near to that opening and pushed his dick inside her pussy. Rajisha’s eyes were opened and a small scream came out of her mouth.

Arif then again pushed his dick inside and this time with more force. She screamed more and tears came into her eyes which Arif sucked. Now his full dick was inside her pussy. He started pumping her and then increased his speed. Rajisha was squealing when he was pumping her. 



After pumping her for 20 minutes he took out his dick and cummed on the floor. Rajisha was lying naked with few drops of sweat on her forehead. Arif got up and Banti gave him a glass of liquor.



After 15 minutes Salim & Javed got nude and came on the bed. Rajisha’s eyes were closed. Javed put his tongue on her navel and Rajisha opened her eyes to see who is next. Javed also looked into her eyes and gave her a flirty smile. He then started sucking her navel and kept on looking her eyes. This time Rajisha also didn’t closed her eyes and kept looking him. She was shocked to see an old man of 58 years sucking her navel like a crazy man. Salim got close to Rajisha and grabbed her hair and pulled her face little backward. He pushed his dick inside her mouth and started pumping her mouth. Javed then started sucking her boobs and then her fleshy thighs. He then pushed his dick inside her pussy with full force.