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Gillo took his hand and kissed it to show her submission.

“Chal nangi ho” was the order

“yes maalik” was the compliance report.

She made breakfast for him, served him, fed him as she sat in his lap.

He just lifted her and went to bathroom.  He wanted to fuck her under the shower.  She loved his imagination.

The shower started so did Vicky.

He kissed her on lips, face, boobs, pussy, ass.

She kissed his lips, face, chest, legs, cock

He licked her lips, face, neck, boobs, navel, thighs, pussy, ass, legs

She licked his lips, face, neck, cock

He lay her down on the bathroom tiled floor.  The shower was turned with the jet streams focused on her boobs.  The nippies took liking to liquid form of H2O.  The water droplets were hitting the two mammaries and deflecting in all directions much akin to the dispersement of water after hitting rocks at the bottom of the waterfall.  The sight was a shade under the bathroom sex with Mrs Kapoor some time back.  But if it was comparable with that, then it was awesome definitely. The fact it was his teacher made it more saucy.

The bathroom had modern fittings considering those days.  It had an attachment of a hand held shower as well.  Vicky picked it up and removed whatever there was and stood on top of her naked.  He aimed the hand held shower on his cock and he cock was directly above her face.  The slut that Gillo had become was lapping up the water trails coming down from his cock. It was akin to her drinking his pee.  This was the final submission both for him and her.  By this slutty act she had confirmed, if any confirmation was necessary, that she was all his for the taking.

So many before her had become submissive and so many after her would become submissive to him.  He had learnt that the fairer sex wanted to be dominated and dominating came to him very easily.  He picked up a bar of soap and rubbed his crotch area.  The lather formed was washed away downwards only too be met by the rubbing of boobs at his ankle by Gillo.  Her slutiness was something to behold.  It was as if the slut in her was waiting to be set free by him. As the slutty spirit soared high the more uninhibited slut she became.  The genie was out of the bottle.

The lady’s mouth had reached his cock and had started sucking it. The tongue was licking the knob. She was doing it pretty expertly and had taken it to as a fish takes to water.  She was sucking it very nicely and ensuring that her teeth do not touch the piston.  He was also pressing her head slightly towards his crotch.  Her hand was cupping his balls and gently massaging it.  The feeling of her soft fingers on his balls was too exciting.  As if on cue, she left his cock went down to lick his balls.  She was licking the underside of his scrotal sack and boy was it some feeling.  All the while, the hand held shower was drenching both.

The slut in her lapped up all the semen he generated gleefully and when he pointed the shower at her face, she opened her mouth to drink in water and splurge out a mix of his semen and water.  It was one wanton sight of the slut taking over the lady.  He saw her sexually content face and concluded that the sexual monster had awakened and she will from now on go out all hog to fulfill her sexual urge.  She had by now entangled with his leg like a creeper and was inching towards the cock.  He had in the meanwhile focused the shower on her ass globes and the sight was akin to feeding the roots of the creeper.

He picked her up and kissed her lips for quite some time. He wanted to control the things and let it go his way.  The impact of heavy kisses was great on her and she melted into him.  He picked up the bar of soap and started rubbing on her.  This became a game for both as she too picked another one and started rubbing on her.  After lathering his chest she moved for his cock and he after lathering her back moved for her boobies.  They continued their special attention to their favourite part of each other’s anatomy.  He had more choices, now the soap bar moved to her ass and then took a turn to reach her pussy.  She in the meanwhile was still concentrating on the piston of pleasure.

The rub effect on the pussy was very exciting for her.  Even Mitra had never ventured out of the routine sex with some minor variations and this boy was playing with her.  He then held her in his embrace and let the hands rest of her ass globes and drew circles on the lather rich posterior.  The bodies still covered in soap lather were now again involved in smooching sessions.  This time they moved under the shower fixed on the wall.  The water streams fell on their heads and found its way to the floor after following the trail on the intertwined bodies.  The water streams were unison in their downward journey to the bathroom tiles but pretty divergent on the routes being taken.  As the water poured on them, the lather got lesser and lesser and exposed more of their skins.  The skins glowed a lot owing to the heady combination of sex and passion.

He got the hand held shower close to her pussy and let the jet streams hit her pussy lips deep and hard.  There were many firsts today and this was one of them.  Gillo could feel the force of water jet and it was a much different feeling that she had felt in her pussy all her life.  To increase the fun, she had parted the lips a bit to let it enter further in.  Vicky in the meanwhile had moved in behind her, water jet still on her pussy lips, and made her go on all fours, water jet still on pussy and with heavy strokes started the anal fun.  She was far too gone to understand what was happening, the slut was enjoying the double fun.  Actual hardcore ramming in one hole and jet propulsion in the other one.  Sex was fun.

Gradually, Vicky rammed up the humping.  Her ass was moving back and forth to match the her student or her maalik.  She was doing a good job of it.  She was born to enjoy sex and was she doing it now.  She had postured in such a way that her ass looked a bit more risen than before and all the more tempting.  Since one hand was playing the fountain to her love nest, the other one paid attention to her boobies and ass globes.  The ramming had reached upto the level of his tool going fully in her tiny asshole and his balls hitting her ass.  Deep & hard penetration by a heavy piston was giving time of her life.  As the strokes increased, so did, their urge to cum.  This time both came together.  He came in her asshole and she showered the love juices on the hand held shower.

Both lovers shook with impact of their respective cumming.

She turned the shower off but was still on her fours.

He just lay down on the floor and placed his face right under her boobs and started sucking. The attack as she was panting for breath and ‘recuperating’ from a powerful orgasm, tormented her again.  Her ass started to move, she got into a groove.  He was now right under her, with her legs on either side of his thighs.  She was still low down and not straight up as the kid was attached to the mammaries of the Gillo mam.  Slowly she was also coming back to life. The sexual life was being pumped into her via her boobies.   The balloons had been filled with his breath.  She was now a bit upright and which meant that the boobs now got attention only from his hands.  The cock, which needed no second invitation, had come back to life and was in a semi-erect state.  The English teacher was gyrating her crotch against his and playing with him by splashing water on his face.  She had the shower in her hand and the water was being liberally spread over her bosom, his face etc.

After 4-5 minutes of such foreplay the slut was now ready for the next round.  Never she had come so powerfully within such few minutes in her life and she was now prolonging her sexual ecstacy.  With one hand she placed the cock on entry of her pussy and then starting the up & down simple harmonic motion.  Due to her weight, gravity and much lubricated pussy, the cock was hitting her much deeper.  This was setting a chain reaction.  The deeper it hit, the more pleasure it gave to her, increasing her passion and effort in her movement, causing the cock to go a bit more in.  She was shrieking but kept control and lost herself in the dominance of intercourse she was now enjoying.

The boobs were flying in all directions. Vicky hands were busy in mauling boobs as & when possible or holding her hips.  Such was her fury, that she forgot how badly her knees got bruised due to continuous movement on bathroom floor.  There was no bleeding but bruises none the less.  The all four posture a while back meant even his knees felt the impact.  After about good 12-15 minutes of calorie burning exercise she started shaking.  He raised his arms to support her and she thanked him for the support.  She shook violently as a mark of her cumming.  The kid had not cummed as yet.  She was still in a trance of ecstacy, when he in one swift motion had her back on the floor, her legs raised and in air, either side of his torso and his cock embedded in her pussy.  The trance got broked due to the heavy workload of his penetration.

After a few minutes he came and spread his seed all over her shining body.  As before with other ladies, she shone after being polished in his semen.

Both lay down on the floor panting for breath, content and enjoying the sexual fun.

The shower was now off.  He got up, took a towel, rubbed it on her body first and his then.

The teacher enjoyed the attention.

Enjoyed the sensation of the towel on her pussy lips.

She had enjoyed it earlier as well but this time it was someone else applying it to him.

He lifted her up and went to the bedroom.

Both were in their birthday suits and did not bother to wear anything.

“Thanks Maalik”

“Sex time over, now its Vicky” and after a pause he said “mam”

G : “you seem to be very experienced”

V : “the number has reached double digits”

G : “impressed – with a cock like that, you will please many many more”

V : “waise there is one hot mom of a friend on whom I have set my sights on”

G : “Anyone I know”

V : “I doubt darling”

G : “so did you set your sights on me”

V : “I was always in love with your boobs but given the fact you are my teacher kept the safe distance” “Honestly I would have ended the matter in case you would have said that we will not bother you henceforth. But my good luck that you persisted”

G : “my good luck too”

V : “Mam how should I address you”

G : “As you wish Maalik” said she with a smile

V : “Gillo I have many fuckmates, may not be able to give you individual attention on regular basis. Sabko satisfy karna padega”

G : “Aren’t you afraid that they will have sex with someone else”

V : “Why should I be. Even if they have sex with someone else, they will come to me when I want to. See with a cock that big, I know my assets” and he smiled.

G : “Oh it is big surely”

V : “Mam I want you to teach me English wearing thin air”

G : “Oh surely my favourite student”

She stood up and pretended to teach him like writing on a blackboard, whereas he sat on the chair, spreading his legs and python in semi-conscious state.

V : “Mam can you come closer and explain” he said pointing to his cock.

G : “Oh yes Vicky”

V : “more close mam”

She moves a bit more close with her boobs practically in his face.

He pulls her in his lap.

V : “Mam what reward do I get for the correct answer”

Ever too willing Gillo bends and start sucking his python.

V : “Naughty mam – you will be punished. Stand with your hands on the table”

Gillo does and proudly pushes her ass back, making it more inviting.

Vicky slaps her ass hard and then applies ice at the same spot

G ; “aaahhh”

The process is repeated a few times, every time she loves the feeling of ice on the place where she was getting burning sensations.

As he was about to move further, he got a call from his dad for some urgent work.

Vicky left behind a very content teacher behind

At college Gillo no longer admonished Vicky but took him for extra work – work that you can well imagine.  Mitra returned all the videos, photos to Gillo and that chapter was closed for good.  Gillo came to know of Sheetal and Vicky in due course and did contribute towards providing location or alibi for their fun.

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With Gillo in his stable too, Vicky had firmly set his eyes on Juliet.  The additional appetizer was her mom, Mary. Too sexy a babe, will be an offence against God to ignore her charms. Even at the age of 45 she looked damn tempting. Think of a taller Divya Dutta with body shape and complexion of Ayesha Takia.

 

He had gone to Juliet’s house one day and ended up meeting Mary.

 

“Namaste Aunty”

 

“Hi Vicky, come in”

 

“Thanks Aunty”

 

“Do I look an old hag to be addressed as Aunty” she asked.

 

“No Mam, you look very beautiful and full of life”

 

“Then”

 

“Then Mam, what should I call you”

 

“Mary would be fine”

 

“ok Mary mam” and Vicky was testing the waters further and said “can I call you Meri Mam – MM”

 

She laughed.

 

“Done Vicky – I am Meri Mam for you”

 

“So Vicky what brings you here”

 

“MM JJ is not coming to college often and whenever she comes, she is a bit lost. What happened”

 

“Who is JJ”

 

“Oh Sorry Juliet”

 

“But what is JJ”

 

“Juliet Jaan – sorry”

 

“Why be sorry, I know she treats you as a friend” she smiled bringing Vicky to ease.

 

Mary then narrated the entire family problem episode

 

“your Juliet Jaan has gone into her shell Vicky”

 

“hmmmm”

 

“Can you help her Vicky”

 

“Would love to MM”

 

“how”

 

“don’t know – but let me think”

 

He took Mary’s number and came back home.

 

At night he sent a msg to Mary

 

“Hi MM”

 

“Hi Vicky”

 

“Lovely profile pic you have MM”

 

“thanks”

 

“Lovely toh honi hee thee, you have a great body”

 

“Thanks again Vicky” cooed the elder one and continued “you too are not bad either”

 

“Wish was born earlier, would have married you” said Vicky

 

“My loss” said MM and sent smilies.

 

“Abhi bhi der nahin hui hai – you can be my girlfriend” wrote Vicky and sent flowers as emoticons

 

“Budhhi ko GF banaoge”

 

“Kaun kambhakt aapko buddhi kaheta hai” wrote Vicky to a set of smilies as a response from her “aap toh kayamat ho MM”

 

“Thanks thanks thanks Vicky, you have made my day”

 

“So Ms Mary you accept Vicky as your Boyfriend” wrote Vicky

 

“Yes I do” wrote she and sent smilies

 

Vicky was not to lose the opportunity and smiled back with 5 kiss smileys.

 

“MM your name has changed now, it will be MJ”

 

“MJ?? Michael Jakson” wrote she

 

“Meri Jaan” wrote he

 

“MJ it is” wrote she.

 

She then told him that her hubby, a British national married her young and she soon gave birth to Juliet at 20.  But the bugger left her to fend for herself after a few years.  She opened up to Vicky and both felt close.

 

“MJ ek baat kahun, there is a one sure shot way of opening up Juliet”

 

“tell” the elderly was all ears.

 

“promise you won’t feel bad about it and promise not to break our friendship”

 

“promise”

 

“We need to ignite passions in JJ – raw animal like passion” said Vicky

 

“hmmmmm – but how” she asked

 

“She should enjoy sex with someone. This way she can take revenge on her hubby and will ignite the spark to enjoy life”  he reasoned.

 

“hmmmmm – but how to tell it to your JJ”

 

“Not to tell but make her beg”

 

“Still – kaise Vicky”

 

“I have made love to girls in JJ’s bedroom when she was sitting out in her drawing room. She provided safe haven for me” Vicky said

 

“Whaaaat!!!” she exclaimed

 

“Yes. If we can re-create the scene in front igniting so much that she joins us.

 

“What rubbish – I don’t believe this” she said

 

“Your choice” he was calm. “Take your time to think about it” and he ended the communication.

 

In the morning, he sent a message to Juliet.

 

“Hi JJ – kahan ho yaar, missing you a lot”

 

“how are you – I am fine” was the standard response.

 

He could make out the curt response, still he persisted “JJ aise nahin yaar, I want my old spicy JJ back”

 

“hmmmmm, Vicky pressures at my end”

 

“hmmmm” he too responded “JJ ur mom is a maal yaar.  I want her yaar”

 

“Want her meaning”

 

“in your bedroom”

 

“you rascal, besharam, how dare you?”

 

“why getting angry? JJ, was just pulling your leg” he tried to calm her down “but she is hot and now I call her MJ, Meri Jaan and not Mary jaan”

 

“you rascal, meri maa ko bhi jaan bana liya” she said and was in a better frame.

 

“tum toh meri jaan ho hee right”

 

A few smileys was the response.

 

“I don’t like my jaan to be down”

 

“ok master”

 

“if MJ is ready, toh thodi masti kar lun – she has a fuckingly sexy body jaan”

 

“true” and then wrote “miya biwi raazi toh kya karega kaazi”

 

“JJ ek secret bataun” he wrote

 

“I am all ears”

 

“Gillo is mine now”

 

“I don’t believe it”

 

“Bedroom mein laaun”

 

“I don’t believe it”

 

He just sent a few smileys to her followed by a bunch of kisses only to be returned fully by her. Smiles all round.

 

It was a Sunday and Vicky decided to force the issue. He called Sadaf and told her something.

 

Sadaf called Juiliet

 

“Hello mam Sadaf here, hope you remember”

 

“Yes sadaf, how are you, and I do remember friends” said a cheerful Juliet.

 

“Mam bura mat manna, was talking to Vicky and he told about your idiot hubby. Mam bhool jaao usay, move on in life. Live your life to the fullest. You deserve the best”

 

“Thanks Sadaf. Toh tum Vicky se baat bhi karti ho” and she laughed with obvious reference to their sexual encounters.

 

They continued talking for a few more minutes, with Sadaf using drop by drop theory.

 

During the conversation, Juliet had given Sadaf an opening. First she joined the laughter and later said “Mam ek baar aap uske saath kar logay toh sab ko bhool jaaoge. He is just too good” and then continued “sorry mam for using such language but it is a fact. Waise aap bhi bahut hot ho.”

 

“It is ok” was the response.

 

“But mam you are hot. Kya sexy figure hai, itni gori chitti, kya features hain, lovely lovely curves. Aap toh kisi ko bhi deewana bana do apni smile se” Sadaf was making her hot.

 

“Sadaf you too are so desirable. You are a gorgeous babe” said Juliet

 

“ I know mam I am hot, but aapke saamne kuchh bhi nahin” and then said “mam for me my nipples are my very sensitive areas. Vicky toh lick kar choos kar hee paagal kar deta hai. Is it true for you too mam”

 

“What”

 

“Sorry mam – thoda zyada bol gayi”

 

Juliet was getting naughty too by now “I can well imagine woh kyon choosta hoga – itne bade jo hain”

 

“Maaaaammm” was the obvious response from Sadaf but she was enjoying it too since Juliet was falling in the trap laid out for her and then continued “Mam ek baat kahun, last time when we hugged, yours felt so nice against mine”

 

“mmmmm” was response from the elder beauty.

 

And then Sadaf told Juliet the history of how all sexy females of her family are his keeps now including her mom and sister and cousins.  Juliet wanted it to end and wanted the conversation to continue as well.

 

Conversation was getting dirtier.

 

“Mam I have my hand on my boob, can I imagine it to be yours” said Sadaf

 

“hmmmmm” came the response after some silence.

 

“Love you mam” as the discussion could go further, Mary called Juliet leading Juliet to mentally curse her mom for breaking the spell.

 

Sadaf briefed Vicky.

 

Vicky called Mary

 

“Hi jaan”

 

“Hi Vicky”

 

“kaisee ho”

 

“I am fine you tell”

 

“not fine”

 

“Why what happened”

 

“Saari raat nikaal di aapke baare mein sochte hue” said Vicky

 

“Mere baare mein!!” exclaimed Mary

 

“Haan jaan – ab aap itni hot sexy ho toh meri umr ke launde toh paagal ho hee jayenge” said Vicky.

 

“oye hoye” said a smiling Mary.

 

“MJ want to take you out for a date today”

 

“Whaaat – me, your date?”

 

“Itna bura toh nahin hoon MJ”

 

“Not that way Vicky, but but…”

 

“No ifs and buts, I am coming to pick you up in some time, look hot”

 

After about a couple of hours, Vicky pressed the doorbell.

 

Juliet opened the door and immediately hugged him

 

“Vicky missed you”

 

“I too missed you JJ”

 

“Kaun hai” said Mary as she was going to drawing room to meet the visitor in hope of Vicky being there. They disengaged.

 

“Hi MJ” said Vicky and went forward to hug Mary and whispered in her ear “Aaj kayamat lag rahi ho, jaan lekar hee chhodogi”

 

She smiled.

 

They disengaged and Vicky let out a wolf whistle.

 

“hey JJ your mom is looking red red hot”

 

Mary was wearing a red noodle strap dress reaching upto her knees and was exposing a hell lot of flesh.

 

His JJ could only smile seeing MJ standing in a sexy dress next to Vicky looking red hot. Mom was source of her envy.  Vicky had put an arm around Mary and was feeling her skin. 

 

“Just like JJ” he said giving shock to both Mom and daughter.

 

“Juliet your mom is my date today, she has taken me as her duly accepted boyfriend” he announced.

 

Both mom and daughter were speechless again.

 

Before anyone could say anything, he put the arm around her waist, with his palm very close to her ass and moved out.

 

As if on cue, Sadaf called Juliet about 10 minutes after they had left.

 

“Hi mam”

 

“Hi Sadaf, how are you”

 

“Bore ho rahi hoon” said Sadaf

 

“Why”

 

“Alone – nobody around”

 

“Same here, come over to my place” said Juliet.

 

Both hot babes were salivating at prospect of seeing each other.  In another half hour or so, Sadaf was just outside Juliet’s door pressing doorbell.

 

“Welcome Sadaf, you look tempting” said a cheerful Juliet.  Sadaf was looking gorgeous in a flowing skirt coming up to 3-4 inches above her knees and a sleeveless top showcasing the gigantic mammaries. She was dressed to kill.

 

“Thanks mam but you too look awesome” replied Sadaf. Juliet was wearing a denim shorts and a halter top at home. 

 

Both engaged in a rather longish hug and focused on rubbing boobies “by mistake” though.  Both smiled at each other.

 

On the other hand, Vicky had convinced MJ to join him on visit to a water park.  A lot of lovey dovey talk ensured that she was game for it. 

 

“MJ”

 

“hmmmm”

 

“Thanks for joining me today”

 

“Welcome- waise you are taking buddhi, I must thank you”

 

“Buddhi nahin tum toh maal ho meri jaan” saying this Vicky just pulled her close and gave a peck on her cheek. She was laughing. A good step.

 

“MJ, ek baat kahun”

 

“hmmm bolo”

 

“I want to take friendship to another level”

 

“hmmmm – will think about it young man” and continued “what sort of next level you have in mind”

 

“I want to love you, make love to you” he said non chalantly

 

She was a bit aghast. A kid less than half her age just said that he wanted to fuck her and she should be ok about it. It hit her like a tonne of bricks but she kept quiet.

 

“I have fallen in love with you MJ or to be precise with your body”

 

“I will take it as a compliment” said the elderly one trying to diffuse the situation.

 

“Was meant to be honey” said the younger one trying to ignite passions.

 

“Teri maa ki umr ki hoon”

 

“Par maa nahin ho – maal ho”

 

She laughed at his comment.

 

The car was still moving towards the water park.

 

As they entered the parking lot, he parked the car in the farthest corner.

 

She stepped out of her seat and he pulled her close and pressed her ass. Today you are my date. She could only manage a hmmmmm in response, leading Vicky to push her on car bonut and lick her exposed skin.  She tried to get up and when she did, Vicky turned her around to lick her neck and press his cock on her ass.  He licked entire back causing her to moan for a second and then his hand went towards  her pubic area and as he pressed, she turned around and slapped Vicky.

 

Vicky just slapped her back.

 

Pulled her close and kissed her and started walking towards a super sexy mature one walking towards them from the entrance gate. The super sexy mature one was in a one piece reaching upto mid thighs and exposing scandalous amount of skin. She had ample curves, creamy white beauty, lush lips, and she was Mrs Kapoor.

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Before Mary could gather her bearings, Vicky and Mrs Kapoor were engaged in a very passionate kiss and Vicky’s hands were all over her over generous curves. 

 

She saw Mary and went to her “Hi I am Mrs Shalini Kapoor, mom of Vicky’s two girlfriends and myself his keep” said she in the most calm manner.

 

Vicky went to Mrs Kapoor, licked her lips and then looked at Mary, you want to join us in water park or want to sulk here and go back.

 

Mrs Kapoor pulled her hand to persuade and said “aa jaao Mary, you will enjoy, trust me” and before Mary could realise she planted a soft kiss on her lips.

 

“Sorry for slapping you” said Vicky thereby bringing some cheer to Mary and she felt her pride was restored.

 

“Mary is a babe, don’t hit her, you should fuck her” Mrs Kapoor pitched in.

 

“If she is ready, will definitely fuck her jaan” saying this Vicky licked Mrs Kapoor’s lips.  Mary was finding herself standing in a fast lane.

 

As they entered the water park, Mrs kapoor entered the counter for swimming costume and came out wearing a smallish two piece bikini.  Came out and dutifully stood next to Vicky with his hands on her ample ass. Mary was looking at them. He was in his brief swimming trunks. The package inside looked much much bigger than any other she had ever seen.

 

Mary decided to watch the proceedings from the shores only.  Who cared. Vicky and Mrs Kapoor went for wet rides and then pools and licked kissed sucked each other. People were looking at them but they didn’t care a damn.  I am Vicky’s keep was written all over Mrs Kapoor.  At the other end of the Park was a waterfall made for lovers only.  Vicky and Mrs Kapoor went there and started kissing under it. It was a very very hot scene. Vicky took off her bikini top and was sucking her boobs while the water from above fell on her gigantic boobies.

 

Mary saw two couples ogling at the scene in front of them but Mrs Kapoor just didn’t care and in between looked at the girls forming couples and said “itna bada dekha hai” leading the girls to smile and boys to hang their heads in shame and vanish.  She was taking baby steps towards them and was at one arm length soon and before she could realise, Mrs Kapoor pulled her in and planted a very hot kiss on her lips.  She melted into Mrs Kapoor without thinking of her attire getting drenched or state of her kissing partner. Vicky hugged her from behind and she was sandwiched between two very fine specimens of their respective gender form.

 

Meanwhile at home, Sadaf and Juliet were taking their friendship to a different level.

 

After about 10-15 minutes of general talk : “Mam aapki mom will enjoy today” sadaf initiated.

 

“How do you know” Juliet responded knowing the answer somewhat.

 

“Experience mam Experience – he is the best. If she submits herself to him, he will make her enjoy like hell” she cooed and then continued “Mam are you expecting some more company?”

 

“No”

 

“Then can I take off the top and skirt?” said Sadaf with a lusty look that oscillated between her boobs and pussy. 

 

The obvious answer was as you wish or I have no problems and Juliet followed the same.  Sadaf was dressed to kill. Off went the top and the skirt and came into view the cream coloured net bra and panty. Looked so gorgeous against the lusty, curvy, sexy, dusky lass. Even Juliet was forced to take a second look and appreciate.

 

“let me get something for you” Juliet tried to cool down the temperatures and decided to make tea. Sadaf followed her and hugged her from behind. Her gigantic mammaries hitting Juliet’s back was making both sexy babes a bit moist in their pussies. Juliet squirmed and had her ass globes rub Sadaf’s crotch. Sadaf just pressed her ass and said “Jaan bahut mast ass hai” as if she was the dominant male in the game.

 

Her hands went to Juliet’s top and in no time she opened the top two buttons of her top and as a reflex Juliet’s hands straightened upwards facilitating the top going off the body.  Seeing acres of skin in front of her, Sadaf started giving it strong big licks.  She was doing almost the same in foreplay as Vicky did to her. The reaction too was same, the one on which it was being administered was enjoying it and going weak by the minute.

 

Sadaf moved in front and shut off of the gas stove.  Bent forward to suck her cleavage.

 

Juliet was dazed.

 

Before she could even realize what had happened, her bra was not on her chest but somewhere on kitchen floor.

 

Sadaf had now graduated to sucking Juliet’s nipples. Her brain wanted the game to end but her body wanted sucking to continue. Who gets a babe like Sadaf to be at their disposal?

 

She wanted to disrobe her but she moved away. Sadaf was toying with Juliet.

 

Sadaf moved back to the living room leaving a denim shorts clad, topless Juliet to follow her.

 

“kya hua”  she asked

 

“Nothing honey” said Sadaf and she indicated Juliet to come to her. She complied.

 

“Shorts off” ordered Sadaf

 

Juliet complied like a robot.

 

“ya ,.' kya choot hai” exclaimed Sadaf

 

Juliet smiled at the compliment.

 

Sadaf lunged forward and off went the panties and in went her tongue to part the pussy lips.

 

Juliet was losing her balance.  This was too much for her.

 

Sadaf made her to turn around and bend forward taking support of the central table and parted her legs.

 

SSslllllrrppppp was the big big lick on her asshole

 

Juliet moaned in pleasure.

 

Each lick was met by an even louder moan.

 

Sadaf gave Juliet about 25 big strong licks on her asshole. She was shaking her booty suggestively now, fully in groove. She turned around and presented her pussy to Sadaf to lick. Sadaf obliged, who wouldn’t. As she was licking her pussy, Juliet pushed Sadaf’s head more in her crotch and then bent forward to open the bra hook releasing the two magnificent examples of god’s creations.  Juliet now took Sadaf’s face in her hands and leaned a bit to give a series of fulsome kisses on those lush lips. There was nothing stopping the two most gorgeous forms.  Sadaf removed her panties to meet Juliet’s on the carpet and pushed Juliet on the Sofa and planted herself on top of her. Sadaf’s hands rested on backrest of the sofa and had her legs on either side of Juliet.

 

Two lovely orbs were just a few inches away from Juliet and she got up several times to suck them but Sadaf was toying with her. Not the one to miss out, Juliet pinched Sadaf on her arm, causing her to remove her arm from backrest and immediately got up to suck one of the finest boobs available to mankind and pulled her down with her ponytail. Juliet had a very good specimen of boobs on her chest but Sadaf’s was special.  Juliet kept on sucking and pressing the other one and then shifted her sucking focus to the other one.  Juliet rubbed Sadaf’s pussy with a vengeance causing Sadaf to be the tormented one now. 

 

As she was about to go further, the phone rang. It was Vicky. Message was clear. Juliet should be aroused enough and not satisfied, you leave, I am almost there. Sadaf had to comply with the orders of the master but Juliet was too good to be left alone.  Sadaf continued toying with her, dominating her, she had Juliet hooked to her.

 

And then suddenly Sadaf left in a jiffy. Juliet was aghast. Didn’t know what had happened. She was on verge of cumming with the sexy lusty dusky lass and she left her high and dry in one swift motion. 

 

It was a touch and go situation. Within a minute of Sadaf leaving, Juliet heard the doorbell.

 

Just to tell readers, on the way back, Mrs Kapoor had worked her magic on MJ. MJ was feeling just like her daughter was with Sadaf. Both she and Mrs Kapoor were engaged in a passionate love making on the back seat. Mrs Kapoor made MJ suck her gigantic mammaries and there was a lot of kissing. MJ’s hands found boobs to be a good resting place where as Mrs Kapoor found MJ’s pussy as a good time pass and she went in for fingering her with a vengeance.

 

How dare MJ spurn the advances of her master Vicky.

 

MJ was devouring Mrs Kapoor or was it the other way round, none would know, only thing that Vicky knew that he was privy to the best possible erotica on display in his rear view mirror. And before they could reach Juliet’s home, Mrs Kapoor, straightened herself, became presentable and before MJ could come out of her dream zone, Mrs Kapoor alighted the car and went home.

 

So now you had a mom daughter duo, left high and dry by Vicky’s keeps.

 

Readers should remember that Sadaf and Mrs Kapoor had met and enjoyed each other much later in the story.

 

So a high and dry MJ meets a high and dry daughter. 

 

Vicky ignores Juliet and pulls MJ to her daughter’s bedroom. The same bedroom, where he had made love to so many with Juliet keeping guard in the living room.

 

He start kissing MJ with some serious passion. The door was open. Mom and daughter could see each other but didn’t care. Body heat had taken over any rational thinking. Off went MJ’s dress in one go. Stood she in bare essentials in front of the kid who was even younger than her daughter and to emphasize further, her daughter was his teacher.

 

Vicky was now the boss, indicated MJ to remove the remaining ones hiding her modesty.  She complied.  Juliet was stupefied and felt out of the circle. She saw her mom being lifted by Vicky and thrown on the bed and Vicky jumped on her. The legs were raised to rest on either side of his shoulders and the pumping had started.

 

MJ was a god fearing lady and the room was reverberating with her moans and she found it as a good means to reach out to god “Oh God, Oh Jesus…Aah, oh God Jesus” were some words that broke the silence in the house,

 

Vicky was using the more conventional “Ye le…aah… chud saali chud… meri randi”

 

(not going in details for want of repetition)

 

As their lovemaking ended, Vicky spit in her mouth making her another keep in his huge harem.  MJ had cummed twice during the process while Vicky only had one round. Juliet meanwhile had cummed multiple times thanks to her own hands. 

 

Vicky looked at Juliet’s state and went to her.

 

“Mam may I”

 

Juliet could only manage a hmmmmm

 

Vicky kissed Juliet and started disrobing her. Didn’t take much time to disrobe her from Shorts and a halter top. Juliet was in awe of his cock and was just locked onto it.

 

Sadaf’s words were echoing in her head which mentioned his cock size. This was even beyond that.

 

Vicky took Juliet to the same bed, ordered MJ to make some tea for them but stay naked. She complied.

 

He started kissing his very hot teacher who resembled Jacqueline Fernandes. He licked every inch of her creamy white skin.

 

Sucked to glory her magnificent orbs and licked her pinky nipples. He was toying with them. The tongue, the strongest muscle, was pressing her body with some vengeance. She was moaning just like her mom, using same group of words.

 

Mom MJ had tea cups in her hands but stood at the door only. How could she disturb such a love scene at display. Her super sexy daughter was making love to a well built boy with a super well built tool. 

 

Vicky was licking Juliet’s pussy and making her go mad and she was moving her head sideways in pleasure. Unable to hold herself. MJ joined the fun and kissed Juliet. Vicky saw the intruder and smiled. He was used to it.

 

Juliet opened her eyes – looked bewildered for a minute and then closed them savouring the taste of lips of her mom and her saliva. 

 

Vicky moved Juliet in doggy position and went behind her.  MJ moved to front to kiss her daughter and also present her with her pussy.

 

Vicky pulled Juliet’s hair and the pounding started, she screamed and her mom came to her rescue by engaging her in a passionate kissing and pussy licking session…

 

(Not repeating it deliberately)

 

At the end of the love making session that lasted almost an hour, Vicky left, leaving behind another content mom daughter duo…

Vicky was now in latter half of his twelfth and more focussed on his academics.  Juliet, MJ and entire harem was told of his focus and all complied.  Weekend getaways were still the deal for him to keep his flock content.

 

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Since I have moved the time zones for the story, we will keep it the same way.  Now will narrate a part of life that took place after Vicky had his fun with Paramjeet and Honey when he was setting up a branch in north of Delhi. Though the story then mentioned the year as

2000, I am shifting goalposts to 2015 to make it more contemporary.  If readers would go back in story, will find that Vicky had left from that town back for Delhi around Oct 2000 and subsequently left that company in Feb 2001.

 

Will change the time zones from July 2015 for this section.

 

After his handling of the setting up of branch office just about 50km north of Delhi, more precisely near Murthal, Vicky was this time assigned task of setting up another office, this time much far from Delhi. To be precise it was near Chandigarh, in Punjab.  It was closer to Vicky’s paternal village.  Vicky’s tayaji (the one where his sister stayed for her medical course in PGI, Chandigarh) lived in Panchkula, which was a bit distant from the site location near Kharar (a small town, now bustling with activity, about 20km from Chandigarh).

 

(My actual native villages, both paternal and maternal are near Kharar on two different roads and today have two big Universities that have come up in my villages. You can actually see that on Google maps.)

 

Distance from Panchkula to Kharar was not that much but still I felt I will be better off if I am putting up in Kharar only though living standards in Panchkula were far higher. A flyover construction in Kharar meant unnecessary traffic jams and considering new setup would require too many late nights etc, Vicky decided to take a company accommodation in Kharar. It was a nice society, with power back up and was close to farms.  It was a 2 bhk fully furnished house for him. He kept a maid for general cleaning of the house. He had a company provided car and had all amenities associated.  Given he was in Kharar, he had a lot of visitors from his maternal village. Mama, mami cousins etc.  After a couple of weeks it all stopped. Nothing from paternal village since none lived there now. His Tayaji who lived in Panchkula was last to vacate the ancestral house and that too decades back. Vicky had a fleeting memory of visiting that place as a guided tour.

 

(In real Vicky visited the ancestral house after almost 33 years and his memory of the house structure and design was quite okay. Last visit saw a 6-7 yr old Vicky)

 

The first few weeks were very very hectic. It saw him coming damn late and leaving very early for office. The maid Shabana would often see lock when she would come to clean the house and in the evenings to wash utensils. She didn’t mind. Income was not deducted.

 

Vicky’s company had tie-ups with many colleges and incidentally it had a tie-up with a newly opened University in his paternal village. The university had opened a few years back and it was only now that Vicky came to know of it. We all know all Universities have mushroomed in North India. Since it was at his paternal village, it made him a bit emotional.

 

He went to his village again and met some village elders. Many of them knew his dad, tayajis etc and some knew even his Grand Father. His grandfather had died in 1960 only but was a very respected man in the village and adjoining ones and known for his honesty and integrity. Anyways, village elders felt happy that one of their own has done well in life and some were happier at prospects of possible jobs through Vicky.

 

So Vicky went to this University and met Director of the Engineering section. She was Dr Asha Kaur. Apart from heading the Engineering section, her family had some financial stake in the University too and was part of the co-owners group. 

 

Vicky had nothing to do with it. He went there since he had to visit it and nothing else. Though the tie-up with his company included much more interaction with professors, students and even visits to site and visits by company guys to the College, internships etc.

 

The campus was just huge.  It took him almost 15 minutes to reach Director’s office from the main gate.  As Vicky entered her office, he liked what he saw. Dr Kaur was a big lady, about 5.8-9  in height, very sharp features, fair in complexion, hair neatly tied in a bun, wearing the traditional Punjabi Salwaar Kameez and boy she was big in critical areas. The mammaries and ass were big. Not exceptionally well shaped but big. Wide assed and big boobied is the way one can describe her. She had a nice disarming smile. Vicky and she discussed a lot of things on possible areas of convergence for them and him being from Delhi College of Engineering and FMS raised his stock. She too was no pushover having done her graduation from PEC Chandigarh and M.Tech & Ph.D from Panjab University.

 

So it was decided that Vicky would come and address her students in the coming week and would interact more often with college professors and students visiting his site in due course. The fact that the village was his paternal one made the tie even stronger. Vicky never knew but the Post Office in his village had an honourable mention of his Grandfather. In fact the post office was known as “aaaa” daak-khana in common parlance in the village, “aaaa” was name of his Grandpa. Vicky’s eyes got moist and his chest swelled with pride. He had heard a lot of positive things about his grandpa but this was special.

 

Dr Kaur’s next meeting got cancelled which meant she had ample time. Vicky liked the company and they continued on engineering topics enjoying each other’s opinion.  As Vicky was about to take leave from her office, he said his favourite 3Bs

 

“Mam must say you have 3Bs”

 

She looked at him perplexed

 

“Beauty Brains and Bank Balance”

 

She laughed hysterically and  escorted him to show around the college campus. It was an unscheduled one and Vicky didn’t mind. As they neared Cricket ground, he saw guys practicing in nets. The way he looked at them made her realise that he likes cricket and she asked him if he would like to practice. He could only say yes. Seeing her there, all kids were almost in attention position. Vicky got ready and started batting. Within no time everyone there realised that they are bowling to someone who knows how to play and play damn well. Asha was watching him play with a certain degree of delight. Not only academics, he is an all rounder. She smiled.

 

Vicky ended his stint and left after that.

 

In the evening he sent Asha a whatsapp message.

 

“Thanks ma’am. It was a pleasure meeting you, regards Vicky”

 

After a few minutes got response “you are most welcome Vicky”

 

“A special thanks for the cricket net practice”

 

“Special welcome” was the response

 

“Apologies for intruding in your family time but just wanted to thank you”

 

“It is ok Vicky, I too was getting bored. You know my hubby is in Canada with my son studying in AustrSonia and daughter in US”

 

“Have seen many MNCs but yours is a genuine MNF”

 

“MNF”

 

“Multi National Family – each member in different country”

 

“ha ha ha” was the response.

 

They continued for some more minutes

 

“Tum cricket achha khelte ho”

 

“thanks Ma’am”

 

“don’t call me Mam call me Asha”

 

“ok Mam sorry ok Asha”

 

“that’s better”

 

“if your college team is playing Cricket Match, if I am available and you permit, will be part of the team”

 

“Sure Vicky”

 

“Thanks Asha”

 

After a few more minutes.

 

“pleasure chatting with you”

 

“Pleasure chatting with one with 3Bs ;) “

 

“You naughty “

 

“kuchh galat kaha kya” Vicky played innocent and continued “You are a Ph.D toh brains toh hain; you are part owner of this Group toh Bank Balance bhi hai and you too know you are gorgeous”

 

Smileys were the only possible response and the chat session ended.

 

Well as agreed, Vicky went to address the group of students from engineering section. It was a half hour talk followed by question answer session. Girls were floored by his body, looks and that he was a DCE and FMS alumnus. The fact that at his age, he was entrusted with setting up a site there also added to his CV for female fans.  He invited students to visit his company and see for themselves how they are building it from scratch, a special treat for civil engineering students.  Dr Kaur was at the head table alongwith Vicky. She looked drop dead gorgeous in her purple satin saree with half sleeved blouse. She had let her hair loose.

 

As the session ended, he was surrounded by students for more information. He was genuinely surrounded and after about 10 minutes of jostling like situation, the lady in purple came to his rescue.

 

Vicky didn’t stay much longer in the college and had to leave for some other meeting. In the evening he remembered that he couldn’t thank the hosts properly and he sent a whatsapp to Asha

 

“Thanks Asha for hosting me today. Apologies jaldi mein achche se thank nahin kar saka”

 

“Don’t be so formal. You have great subject knowledge and you spoke very well and you had thanked me”

 

“Toh ek baar phir thanks kar leta hoon – it was a great session and also thanks for the personal time you spent there.”

 

“For me it was a learning too”

 

“you are being modest Asha”

 

“no really – you talked of the real life situations faced while setting up something new. We are not used to such case studies”

 

“And you looked gorgeous” he added.

 

“I knew that was coming”

 

“So the lady knew she looked stunning”

 

“Ladies always know”

 

“Want some improvement feedback”

 

“Sure”

 

“Next time don’t wear the full petticoat but tie the saree on a string on your waist, would look mouth watering”

 

“hmmmm” was the response.

 

“Also don’t hide your smooth back in deep cut blouses by letting your hair loose, tie them in  a knot, French one would look great”

 

“hmmmmmm”

 

“formal trouser shirt mein kaatil lagogi”

 

“mere size mein kahan aayengi” she laughed at her being big sized.

 

“get it stitched”

 

“hmmmmm” was the response and chat ended.

 

Vicky received some semi non-veg joke and he fwded it to Asha.

 

After about 10 minutes he got response “joke was mast but 2 bade bachchon ki maa hoon, ladkiyon pe try karo Mr Vicky”

 

“That makes you all the more desirable” was the response followed by a smiley.

 

She ended the chat with a dozing off smiley.

 

After a few minutes, Vicky sent her another joke, this time slightly more naughty.

 

He didn’t get any response immediately but got up in the morning to a message from Asha “seems Vicky is naughty – remember I am director of a College”

 

“Yes Vicky is naughty since Director is a hottie” was the response.

 

After some time he got smileys as a response.

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The next 3-4 days were very hectic for Vicky. He just didn’t interact with Asha. She too somehow had got used to his whatsapp msgs. She was unable to understand why Vicky hadn’t communicated.  On one hand she thought of any mishap but then on other thought of her reaction to his “innocent” messages. Anyways she was a bit perturbed and as the time passed further, her thoughts got more focussed on Vicky having met any accident or any other mishap.

 

“Hello”

 

“Hi Asha ji” replied a spirited Vicky

 

“How are you – kahan rahe gaye ho”

 

“kuchh nahin mam, bas ye office set-up. Something crucial came up in last 2-3 days”

 

“mujhe laga bhool gaye haemin” said Asha

 

Vicky was not the one to leave such a full toss “aap jaisee hottie director ko koi kaise bhool sakta hai”

 

“Accha ji” said a cheerful Asha enjoying the praise being showered. She was used to respect but this was different and perhaps more pleasurable.

 

“Vicky needed your help”

 

“Ji sure bataiye”

 

“I have been asked by a local industry association to be part of a panel discussion on skills for engineering”

 

“That’s great – kahan pe hai”

 

“Chandigarh”

 

“So how can I be of help”

 

“Can you create a powerpoint presentation for me” she asked

 

“jo hukum – but us say pahele ek baar milna padega”

 

“kal college aa jaao”

 

“kal toh Saturday hai mam”

 

“Still come”

 

“With you for you always” said Vicky leading Asha to laugh aloud.

 

So the next morning, Saturday Vicky went to meet Asha in her college. It was an off and Asha had come in a casual churidaar. Being a director meant that she could not come to college in jeans T-shirt that she liked but decorum mandated her to be like that.

 

Vicky liked what he saw, the tight churidar, accentuated the gigantic assets of hers. She saw him checking out her assets a few times. She felt proud.

 

They discussed the pitch of her presentation. He made a very short presentation but an impactful one. He was never the one to have too much information on slides but counted more on the speaker sharing his views. He even made certain reference points for Asha for each slide. As the day ended her presentation and reference points, all was ready.

 

“Thanks Vicky for your help” said she

 

“Welcome Asha”

 

“You are too good” said she not knowing the opening she gave him.

 

“Oh yes many women say that to me very often” he said with a disarming smile.

 

Only after a few seconds did she get the entire import of his sentence. Couldn’t do anything but keep quiet.

 

He went through the profile of other speakers. He knew one other female panellist, had heard on a couple of occasions and had noted her penchant for being very “nicely” dressed for such events. She would often come in dress, sarees only though, that would leave male participants looking at her body more than what she is saying.

 

“kya pahenogi discussion pe”

 

“what to think, salwar kameez”

 

“your choice but you then will be overshadowed by this Anjali”

 

“how” she asked

 

He then detailed his observations about Anjali.

 

“So what do you say sir” she asked him

 

“You should wear a modern saree which accentuates your beauty without being vulgar”

 

“hmmm”

 

“I don’t want my Asha to look second to anyone”

 

“hmmmmmm” she looked at him with a smile.

 

“Toh Vicky any Girl Friends” she wanted to change the topic

 

“Don’t have a full time. Was ditched, hence never tried again but have a few to take care of my needs”

 

“A few matlab?”

 

“Double Digit” he replied calmly

 

“What?”

 

“kya ho gaya ji – apni apni capacity hai” he said smilingly and continued “I was in a relationship with my teachers too”

 

“bas bas bas stud” she said

 

Vicky left for the day and left her thinking.

 

As he reached home it was about 7pm. The maid had come in the morning too but by then Vicky had left. She came again at 7.30 for utensils.

 

“Shabana yaar zara jhaadu pocha kar dena, ghar ganda ho gaya hai” said Vicky

 

“Ji sahib par kya karun jab bhi aati hoon aap ghar pe nahin hotay”

 

“sorry” said Vicky to a smiling shabana.

 

Shabana was a 32-33 yr old maid. Light dusky complexion, 5.2-3 height, reasonably ok facial features and had a very well endowed bust. Ass was not too bad either. She had the lusty figure. Tight body with great curves.

 

“Shabana aagey se main chaabi saamne ke ghar pe de diya karunga, agar main nahin hua toh peeche se tum safai kar dena”

 

“ji sahib”

 

As she started mopping the floor, her ample assets came into view. Divine cleavage melted into two gigantic mammaries. She noticed but kept quiet.

 

“Tumhare ghar pe kaun kaun hain shabana”

 

“Saab shauhar hai aur 3 bachche”

 

“kahan se ho”

 

“Moradabad se, UP mein hai”

 

“Pata hai mujhe UP mein hai Moradabad” said a smiling Vicky.

 

“kya karta hai tumhara pati”

 

“uski apni naayi ki dukaan hai”

 

“hmmmm” responded Vicky and asked “kitna padi likhi ho tum shabana?”

 

“Saab 12 tak”

 

“Mujhe office mein ek staff chahiye office maintain karne ke liye, saaf safai, bijli ke bill ki payment, paani ke bill aur thoda bahut mera kaam dekhne ke liye” Vicky said

 

“Saab main mera devar hai, uska socho”

 

“kitna padha hai”

 

“8 jamaat”

 

“nahin Shabana, mujhe bhi jawab dena hota hai. Haan tumhara main kuchh soch sakta hoon”

 

“main saab”

 

“Angrezi aati hai padni, thodi bahut?” he asked

 

“Haan saab – angrezi mein main theek thee” she responded.

 

“bahut theek ho tum aur cheezon mein bhi” Vicky said looking at her boobs.

 

All the while Vicky was looking at her cleavage and boobs shamelessly.

 

As she finished sweeping and cleaning kitchen, Vicky asked her to make tea for him.

 

“Apne liye bhi chaaye bana lena shabana”

 

“Ji saab” she said from the kitchen.

 

“Cheeni nahin daali kya shabana” said Vicky taking a sip from his cup

 

“nahin saab 3 chammach hai”

 

“lo peekar dekho” he offered his cup

 

“ok hai saab” shabana said

 

Vicky took a sip again “haan ab meethi ho gayi” and smiled

 

“saab aap badey wo ho” said shabana smiling shyly

 

“woh toh tumhare bade hain” said Vicky looking at her boobs. He had divine confidence that she will not create a scene.

 

She smiled.

 

“Saab kal aap ghar pe ho”

 

“haan kal Sunday hai, dopahar baad Panchkula jaaunga, bolo koi kaam hai” he asked

 

“wohi jhaad pocha – kitne baje aaun”

 

“subah aa jana”

 

“ji saab”

 

As she left, she looked behind and smiled at Vicky.

 

It was about 11 when Vicky sent a joke about “Vaddi Aas” which loosely sounds similar to big ass to Asha.

 

She sent smileys and then wrote

 

“Oye naughty Vicky – this one about me”

 

“why you think so hottie Asha” he responded

 

“oh oh…” stopped short

 

“Vaddi Aas right?”

 

She sent smileys

 

“Yes you do have have a Vaddi Aas and I love such Vaddi Aas” he wrote

 

She thought better to not respond.

 

And before she could write anything, “kal shopping karne chalogi Chandigarh?”

 

“Why?”

 

“Miracle Miracle” he wrote

 

“What miracle”

 

“Lady questioning need to shop”

 

She sent smileys.

 

“Thought you might be interested in shopping for saree for the panel discussion”

 

“hmmmmmm… but can we leave by 11 and come back by 2” she wrote

“Done Aasha, will pick you from your place”

 

“sure”

 

“ek baat aur, I want to see a casual Asha tomorrow”

 

“Done sire”

 

The chat ended.

 

He got up the next morning at around 6.30 and called Shabana at 7am.

 

“Shabana kya tum jaldi aa sakti ho, 8 baje tak”

 

“kya hua saab”

 

“Mujhe kahin jaana hai”

 

“ok saab”

 

“good”

 

Vicky wore his brief and a vest.

 

Shabana came and started her work. Vicky was roaming around in the house in his brief and vest. The brief had the super prominent bulge of the python. It was not lost on shabana and her stealing glances were not lost on Vicky.

 

She did the dusting and also sweeping (jhaadu) and when she was to do the mopping (pocha) Vicky said “Shabana Chunni utaar do, gandi na ho jaaye”

 

“nahin saab theek hai”

 

“dekho sirf main hee tumhara dhyaan rakhta hoon, tum nahin” Vicky said with obvious reference to his show.

 

She kept silent and smiled.

 

“Dekho sirf tumhare paas badi cheezen nahin hain” Vicky said with clear pointer to his python.

 

He kept a 100 Rs note on the table and told her “if you want you can keep your chunni over here” meaning let me enjoy the show and take 100.

 

“yes saab”

 

Vicky was now close to Shabana and she was doing everything to earn those Rs 100. The boob show meant Vicky’s cock was erect which was trying everything to come out of confines of his brief. Shabana was mopping the floor with eyes locked on the python and Vicky’s eyes were locked on her milk depots.

 

Vicky was eyeing her 4 inch long cleavage unabashedly and she was looking at the python which to her seemed to be atleast 8 inches. She was wrong by almost 30-40 percent. She had big boobs like papayas. Much similar to what Asha had, but Asha’s melons were bigger. Shabana’s were no pushover either.

 

“Shabana”

 

“Ji saab”

 

“Ek baat hai tumhare bachchon ko bachpan mein khoob doodh mila hoga” said Vicky while his eyes were dissecting her boobs.

 

She looked at his line of sight and smiled. “saab aap bhi”

 

“Shabana”

 

“ji saab”

 

“tumhe kheere pasand hain – motay motay bade bade”

 

Now she looked at his packet in his briefs and said “haan saab bahut  maza aata hai”

 

Minute by minute the talks were getting dirtier

 

The show continued and ended after almost 25-30 minutes.

 

Vicky had planned something more for her but the wretched phone rang bringing her out of her dazed state and she got up to leave.  While leaving she looked back, first at Vicky’s cock and then eyes met and she left.

 

Vicky got ready, had his breakfast and left to pick Asha.

 

Here came Asha, in the tightest possible jeans and a sleeveless top. Both jeans and top were straining at seams to hold their prized possesions. She was wearing goggles and had let her hair loose.  Looked a walking sex goddess.

 

Vicky opened the gate for her and they started. Kharar to Chandigarh is not far and before they could talk much, they reached Elante mall and went to the relevant showroom.  She was looking at several dresses and Vicky helped her shortlist a sleevless blouse and a designer saree that looked elegant. She liked his choice.

 

“Asha – one dress for me”

 

“meaning”

 

“I will select it for you”

 

“hmmmm”

 

And Vicky pointed out to a noodle strap blouse saree combination. Was scandalous atleast for a College Director to wear such a saree. The strap of the blouse, if it could be called so, a glorified bra would have been a better definition. The scarlet red bra with the red/black designer saree was just too mouthwatering.  She was resisting and he was insisting. Finally he won. She too wanted to have that saree but was not sure.

 

He also made her buy some leggings for jogging and sports bra, t-shirts, running shoes etc.

 

They went back. Vicky was looking at her very desiringly without crossing the line at all. She was loving the attention.

 

Vicky dropped her home and then went to Panchkula to his tayaji and then came back late night.

 

As he was about to hit the bed he got a message from Asha “Thanks Vicky”

 

“Welcome Asha”

 

“You have a keen eye for women dress”

 

“I have a keener eye for female form”

 

“hmmm”

 

“And you are one fine specimen of female form”

 

“hmmmmmm – chalo good night”

 

“Asha aaj raat ko sapne mein mat aana”

 

She sends smileys and a question mark in response.

 

“Aaj wali dress mein agar aa gayi toh sapne mein bhi nahin rok paaunga, kuchh ho jayega”

 

She sent blushing smileys in response.

 

He wanted to make her comfortable and left it at that.

 

Next morning, Shabana came at 7am, Vicky was still in his briefs.

 

“Shabana chunni utaar de” he ordered.

 

“haan saab but kahan rakkhun” she was looking for her 100Rs reward for boob show.

 

“kya dekh rahi hai Shabana – 100 rs”

 

She smiled

 

“Dekh agar 100 diye toh phir main chaadar mein baith jaaunga agar naa diye toh kal jaise ghoomunga” said Vicky with obvious reference to his show in brief.

 

Shabana looked at him in disbelief and then said “saab paiso mein kya rakkha hai” and kept her chunni aside.

 

Vicky took off every bit of clothing from his body barring briefs.

 

“pasand aaya Shabana”

 

“saab aapka ghar hai jaise raho – waise fit body hai aapki”

 

Both looked at each other lasciviously giving obvious signals to each other. Entire duration his cock was almost 80% erect which was long by any standards even in such a state.

 

As Shabana was about to leave Vicky asked her to wait and gave a 100 note in her hands.

 

“Shabana agar tu kal yeh utaar de toh main ye utaar doonga” he said touching her bra and making her touch his briefs.

 

“Ya ,.'” she said and ran away laughing.

 

Vicky went to office knowing fully well that Shabana would soon be under him. She had a body to fuck.

 

As he reached office, he got a call from Asha

 

A – Hi Vicky

 

V – Hello Asha ji, aap bahut naughty ho

 

Asha smiles – Main naughty but kaise

 

V – poori raat nahin sonay diya mujhe

 

A – Maine??

 

V – aur kya. Kisne kaha tha woh noodle strap wale blouse aur tight jeans mein mere paas aane ko

 

A – hain

 

V – You looked delicious

 

A – bas bas hero

 

V – bas kahan raat ko kya kya nahin kiya humne

 

A – it was a dream

 

V – reality kab banaun, I am ready

 

A – Mr Ever Ready need help

 

V – Bolo

 

A – My college team is playing a cricket competition, inter college Punjab.  Can you play from our side.

 

V – Madame office bhi jaana hota hai

 

A – Matches are on weekends.

 

V – hmmmm. Let me think

 

A – Vicky I need help

 

V – then say I need you Vicky

 

A – I need you Vicky – she said without thinking

 

V – now say it again but with some love

 

A – Oye but Vicky help kar de

 

V – pyaar se bolo Asha

 

A – I need you Vicky – she said in a seductive tone

 

V – I am there for you my Asha. I will come in the evening. Tell your chaps to be ready.

 

A – Thanks Vicky

 

V – say I need you once again

 

Asha was enjoying it and said “I need you Vicky” a bit more seductively.

 

Vicky said “Love You” and Asha disconnected the call not knowing what to say.

 

In the evening, Vicky reached the college and started playing with the boys.  The team was pretty ok but Vicky did add a punch to it and brought a controlled aggression to the team. Asha saw the change Vicky brought in the team.

 

Meanwhile the next day Shabana came and placed her chunni on the chair and looked at Vicky’s towel wrap around.  Vicky smiled and opened the towel.

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He was naked underneath.

 

She placed her hands on her face.

 

Vicky went close and rubbed her back – she was braless !!!

 

“Shabana jaan tum bhi tayaar hokar aayi theen”

 

Vicky holds her hands and pushes them away, she is still keeping her eyes closed. 

 

“Chal main towel pahen leta hoon”  Vicky tied it back and slowly Shabana opened her eyes.

 

“Thanks Shabana jaan”

 

“kyon saab” she was not averse to being called Jaan

 

“tumne bra nahin pahena”

 

“aapne hee toh kaha thaa” she said

 

“Meri har baat maanogi”

 

“hmmm aap toh saab hain” she said

 

Vicky held her hand and made her untie the towel. She closed her eyes

 

“Shabana jaan, aankhen khol”

 

She was not relenting

 

He went behind her and started massaging her boobs and poked his python on her ass.  Startled she turned back and had a look at the python and got mesmerized as so many before her.

 

“pasand aaya” Vicky asked

 

“hmmm” was all she could manage.

 

Vicky went away from her and stood at some distance like it was work as usual.

 

Shabana was looking at the anaconda and now her hubby’s circumcised cock looked a miniature. This was in double digit inches in length and pretty thick too. It was semi erect but looked so menacing. She stood there in such a dazed state while Vicky kept on doing his regular stuff.

 

“haath lagaane ka man hai kya” he asked her

 

“hmmmm” was the response

 

“aaja meri jaan” he called her

 

She went up to him and held it tight. She felt the powerful tool.  Vicky too started rubbing her boobs causing her to moan. Vicky rubbed her nipples and with other hand even massaged her pussy over her salwar. She was in ecstacy and just then her wretched phone rang. The phone got her out of her trance. It was a call from her hubby. She just went.

 

Vicky went with Asha to her event. She was very elegantly dressed in the saree chosen by him and was showered with a lot of compliments by one and all. She felt very happy. The presentation was very well received. She was the cynosure of all eyes in the room and he was that of hers.  She ensured Vicky was by her side during the session and lunch. Vicky too was doing his bit to show that he is valued and kept his hand squarely on her ass a couple of times. She took in her stride.

 

She took Vicky to her college at the end of the session and told secretary to not disturb them.

 

“Thanks Vicky” she said as she opened her arms for a hug

 

Vicky hugged her in a manner of owning her and his hands were all over her back and ass. She looked at him and politely removed his hands from her plush ass.

 

He was adamant and the hand went back to her ass. 

 

She looked at him a bit agitatedly

.

“tussi vaddi aas lekar aaye ho” he smiled referring to the joke exchanged a few days back. She burst into laughter and his hand on her ass was forgotten or liked.

 

“Asha, I have started falling in love with you” Vicky confessed.

 

She didn’t know how to react. “Vicky this is infatuation”

 

“May be you are right, but still you have me captivated”

 

“but why and how”

 

“your looks, your body, your aura, your vaddi aas and gigantic mammaries, your smile, twinkle in your eyes, your hair, your pearls like teeth.”

 

“Thank you Vicky for showering me with compliments but this is still infatuation”

 

“So be it – I am not asking you to reciprocate”

 

She was defenceless now. She didn’t know how to react. Vicky just left increasing her quandary.

 

Vicky reached home and gave a call to Shabana.

 

S – ji saab

 

V – kal kitne baje aaogi shabana

 

S – roz ke time pe saab.

 

V – abhi akeli ho ya pati saath hai

 

S – akeli hoon

 

V – tumhari yaad aa rahi hai

 

S – meri saab?

 

V – haan tumhari meri shabana jaan. Waise tumhare mumme zyada yaad aa rahe hain. Mera bhi kuchh yaad aa raha hai

 

Shabana smiled kept silent and then said “hmmmmm”

 

V – Shabana main tumhe is jhaadu pochhe se door kar sakta hoon.

 

S – sach saab

 

V – haan jaan. Par mujhe kya milega

 

S – saab aapko kya kami hai

 

V – main tujhe apna banana chahata hoon

 

S – main toh shaadi shuda hoon

 

V – jaanta hoon. Samajhti tum bhi ho but shareef ban rahi ho.

 

She smiles.

 

V – jaan apne haath apne mumme pe rakkho, socho main daba raha hoon…

 

S – saab aahhh

V – mujhe doodh pilaaogi inse

 

S – haan saab

 

V – mujhse chuswaogi

 

S – haan saab

 

V – mera chusogi

 

S – haan saab

 

V – meri banogi

 

S – haan saab. Saab mera shauhar aa raha hai

 

At night he gets a message from Asha

 

A – sorry Vicky

 

V – sorry for what

 

A – I was rude to you

 

V – no you weren’t

 

A – you have helped me so much, I should have been courteous

 

V – hmmmm. Asha I have fallen for your charms. You are sexy. Kya karun

 

A – what can I do

 

V – let me ogle at u?

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – Asha I need you

 

A – no Vicky

 

V – bye then

 

She was aghast. How to handle Vicky was her concern.

 

She knew she was hot. She knew she allowed Vicky to come close. She knew not many can resist her charms. She knew her thirst was unquenched for quite some time now.

 

In the morning, Shabana pressed the doorbell. The door was slightly ajar, she came in.

 

“Come in Shabana jaan”

 

She looked at him, he was in his bed covered with bed sheet. She put her chunni aside and went to him.

 

“Kya hua saab”

 

“kuchh nahin”

 

“phir aap aise kyon lete hain” she asked

 

“waise hee, tu idhar aa” Vicky pulled her close, rubbed her shoulder to check the bra. “good”

 

Shabana smiled and started sweeping and the related chores.  Vicky didn’t move and even she was disappointed. As she finished her daily routine, she went to Vicky.

 

“saab aap theek hain” she enquired.

 

Vicky pulled her by the hand and made her sit on the bed “kal mazaa aya phone pe”

 

She smiles and nods a yes.

 

Vicky starts massaging her boobs softly. “mast hain tere mumme”

 

She smiles.

 

“naukrani se rani banna hai?”

 

She nods a yes.

 

“bedsheet utha aur andar mere saath aaja” he gave her an open invite to join him in bed.

 

She thinks and thinks

 

Vicky sees her double minded, just removes his bedsheet to expose his birthday suit. A certain semi awake python does the rest.

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Python did the rest for Vicky flooring Shabana as it had done for so many before her and will continue to do so for so many after her.  It was BIG. Period.

 

She wanted to move under the sheet with him. Vicky asked her to wait. Indicated her to remove her salwar kameez. With a bit of hesitation, she did so, brining the gigantic mamaries, well shaped ass, fleshy thighs and shaved pussy to view. She was unabashedly displaying her assets.  Vicky told her to bring a cup of cold milk.

 

She did so.

 

Asked her to sit on the bed.

 

She complied.

 

Asked her to dip one boob in the cold milk cup. She complied. This was fun for her. As soon as it came into contact with chilled milk, the nipple stiffened and she felt never before sensations. As the milk got stuck on to her milk depots, Vicky started sucking the boob and played with the other

 

“Saaab … ya ,.'hh…” was all that she was managing to say during the onslaught.

 

Vicky licked her huge cleavage and kept on kissing her bossom, fingering her pussy.  She was moaning like hell.

 

“Shabana”

 

“ji saab”

 

“teri safai karni hai”

 

“kya saab”

 

“chal mere saath” he pulls her to the bathroom and starts the shower and before she could utter saab, he was sucking her boobs and rubbing her virgin asshole.

 

“Saab aaah aaaah yaa allaah…” such cries were reverberating in the bathroom.  Vicky picked up some liquid shower soap and generously rubbed it over a wet, both outside and from inside, Shabana’s sexy body.  Rubbed richly over her fleshy thighs, ass globes, calves, boobs again came for some special attention, her back.

 

She had started to love it now.

 

She was moving her ass in some rhythm now. Was enjoying the flow of shower on her boobs, Vicky was licking her pussy with almost some veangeance and she was not complaining either.

 

“chooso saaab chooso …. Apke liye hee hai” she was screaming.

 

Vicky had meanwhile graduated from rubbing to fingering her asshole and she was just loving it big time.  He rubbed a lot of soap on asshole and was thinking taking her virgin ass first but then changed his mind. He made her lay on the floor and let the shower droplets fall on her milk depots.  Placed his cock between the two coveted pillows and started boob fucking. She was just enjoying it and so was he. Who wouldn’t want his cock to be serviced by two lovely big pappayas.

 

This was new for her, Vicky was tormenting her by fingering her pussy as well. She was holding her boobs and rubbing them on his cock. She had understood the game of enjoying boob fuck and was doing everything she could to maximize the pleasure for her saab and herself.

 

Soon she screamed in ecstacy indicating her orgasm. She cummed by gallons.

 

“maza aaya shabana” he asked

 

“bahut saab”

 

“Aur karna hai”

 

“haan saab”

 

He smiled.

 

“Chal ye le listerine aur ache se kulla kar” he gave her a bottle of listerine and asked her to freshen her mouth.

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Just then he got a call, it was from Asha. Asking shabana to continue with her mouth freshening, he took the call. It was the usual one from Asha asking him to come and meet her, he said ok, not wanting to prolong the wait of his new randi.

 

As his hair were all wet he had put the phone on the speaker phone and as he thought he had disconnected, Shabana screamed “aao saab moonh saaf kar liya hai, aao nahate hain”

 

Vicky smiled.  Unknown to him, Asha had also heard it and the words were too encouraging to be missed and she was enjoying wishing the call to continue.

 

“Aa raha hoon meri randi” said Vicky bringing smiles to both, the one in bathroom and the second on other side of phone. Vicky pulled her close, they were about 5-6 feet from the phone, Vicky started kissing her.

 

“honth toh tere mast hain , par tujhe kiss karna sikhana padega” he said

 

“sikhao na saab” she was shameless and then the master started. For about 3-4 minutes Asha could only hear “mmm mmmm” sounds from the other side. Asha too had started fingering herself.

 

When they disengaged, Shabana was almost panting for breath “saab.. aise toh mujhe kabhi kisi ne nahin chooma” she just had an experience with the Master.

 

“Chodunga bhi aise jaise kisi ne na choda ho” he said.

 

“Gadhe jaisa lund lekar toh aise hee chodoge, meri baazu se bada aur mota hai” she said indicating length and girth with her forearm.

 

Asha was startled.

 

Unknown to her by now Vicky had seen the green colour on his mobile screen indicating the call was still on. He guessed it was Asha still listening on the other side.

 

“chal choos” he ordered her

 

She complied and started sucking the biggest lollipop of her life. It just kept on going in, very soon she realised that her throat has choked and more than half of it was still out.  She started coughing.

 

“saab bahut bada hai, yeh moonh mein nahin fit hota”

 

Vicky smiled and pulled her up. He lay on the bed and asked her to ride him. She didn’t know how to do it, was trying but failing.

 

He pushed her to the bed and placed her legs on either side of his shoulders and started fucking her pussy hard, very hard.

 

“Apne shauhar ke uppar nahin chadi kabhi kya”

 

“Nahin saab”

 

As 60% of the cock went in, she screamed.

 

“aaahh nahin saab, nahin, aaa aaa, yah ,.'…..”

 

“maar diya … itna bada….aah…saab”

 

“aaah meri randi jaan”

 

Asha was listening with great passion and fingering herself with great speed.

 

”kya mumme uchhal rahe hain tere Shabana” he holds and mauls them.

 

“Aah saab – aise toh kabhi nahin choda mujhe kisi ne”

 

He was hitting her deep very deep. She was screaming in pain, moaning in pleasure, enjoying every second of the game. Vicky continued pounding her with his heavy duty piston for another 15-20 minutes.

 

Her screams were getting louder and moans were getting lustier.

 

Asha was getting hornier.

 

Vicky knew it was another 5 minutes before he cummed so he turned Shabana around to be on her fours, his favourite position. He poured some oil liberally on his cock and her virgin ass. Pulled her hair and started mauling her boobs with other. Shabana’s boobs were her wearkness and she was now moaning with greater lust.

 

As the reality of the size of intruder hit her, she screamed “saaab…. Aaa… faad diya….”

 

Asha on the other side was just visualizing the scene and had reached her third orgasm.

 

Shabana had more real problems and pleasure at hand. Vicky’s python was deep inside her. Thankfully Vicky had stopped for some time to help her asshole to its first ever and perhaps biggest ever guest. 

 

“Shabana bol saali maze le rahi hai gaand marwa ke”

 

“haan saab”

 

“Tu ab se meri hai – bol”

 

“Main Vicky saab ki randi hoon” she wore it as a badge of honour.

 

Vicky had bent forward to play with her pussy and boobs at the same time.  This was magic for her. He tweaked her nipples, fingered her pussy, made her lick her love juices, rubbed her aerolas with the same. She was going mad if there was any more scope.  This was beyond her wildest dreams. Not only she was going to get a white collared job but getting pleasure during the interview.

 

“Saab poora ek foot ka lund andar de diya kya” she screamed

 

Asha was in a shock, ALMOST A FOOT. IMPOSSIBLE.

 

“Saali bolti hai gaand nahin marwayi kabhi, poora le liya” he was pounding her imagining it being Asha and finally he cummed, depositing his semen in her asshole and then some of it got trickled on her thighs as well.

 

She rubbed her finger over the trickling semen and sucked it.

 

Finally the listener on the other end ended the call. Vicky smiled.

 

Vicky had another round of shower with Shabana. 

 

“Shabana ab teri naukri ka bhi kaam karta hoon”

 

“ji saab”

 

“tu roz mere paas aa, computer chalana bhi sikha doonga”

 

She starts laughing.

 

“Dekh tera pati hee bhejega tujhe mere paas”

 

“woh kaise saab”

 

“Dekhti jaa” Vicky says and asks for her hubby’s number. He calls Irshad.

 

V – Irshad main Vicky bol raha hoon, shabana mere yahan par safai karne aati hai.

 

I – Namaste saab

 

V – Tumhe bataya shabana ne ki main apne office ke liye ek mahila ko dekh raha hoon

 

I – Ji saab

 

V – Tumhe theek lagta hai

 

I – ji saab

 

V – toh dekho isko thodi training deni hai, isko shaam ko mere ghar aana hoga. Khaana bhi bana degi mera aur main training bhi de doonga. English ki bhi training deni hai.

 

I – Aap jaise theek samjho saab.

 

V – Dekho Irshad agar isko office mein kaam karna hai toh thoda kaam se khush bhi rakhna padega

 

I – haan saab

 

V – chalo badiya hai

 

“lo shabana Irshad ne bhi permission de di mere saath shaam guzaarne ki”

 

Shabana was giggling. 

 

She left after another round with Vicky and was fully content.

 

Vicky went to the college for the match, there were 2 matches scheduled for them. Won them comfortably with Vicky contributing in each.  It was Semis and Finals next weekend. Vicky came back to his residence.

 

He got a call from Asha

 

V – hello ma’am

 

A – Maam? Kya hog gaya Vicky

 

V – aapne hee Asha se ma’am bolne pe majboor kar diya

 

A – Maine?

 

V – Ji

 

A – how could I have agreed.

 

V – by saying yes

 

A – Very funny

 

V – bataiye kaise yaad kiya

 

A – Thanks karna tha

 

V – For matches?

 

A – Yes

 

V – Don’t event mention. Ek kaam karna. On Monday your student Prachi will come to ask you for permission to meet me to discuss some project. Give the permission.

 

A – ok but what is the project

 

V – Making love. She is honouring her commitment of giving her body if we won two matches. And will get me a ready supply if I help your college win finals.

 

A – What the fuck? She was angry

 

V – Fucking toh hogi with Prachi. You just give her permission.

 

V – Anything else

 

A – Nothing

 

V – Ok bye then.

 

She was aghast. How could he order her to give permission to her college student. She was livid.

 

So on Monday morning the known hottie of the college went to Asha and asked her for permission. Asha nodded a yes but was giving her angry looks. Prachi didn’t care.  It was the usual fuck session for Vicky but out of the world experience for Prachi. She became one of his keeps.

 

When Shabana came to Vicky’s house for learning how to operate computers, she saw Prachi in birthday suit.  Vicky told Shabana to get naked and both he and Prachi sucked her boobs.  Here was sexy girl of around 20 from an upmarket family having sex with a low class housemaid. Vicky was a great unifier.

 

Next weekend came and Vicky as expected did well to help college win the finals.  Everyone was ecstatic.  All were jumping with joy. Prachi came to Vicky and kissed him in front of everyone. All guys were jealous, she was the hottest one.

 

Asha came to congratulate Vicky who accepted the greetings but it was a cold affair.  Prachi arranged to increase Vicky’s harem and he was not complaining.

 

After about 8-10 days from the final, Asha called Vicky

 

A – Hello Vicky

 

V – Yes Asha ji

 

A – Seems you have forgotten me

 

V – Aapko kaun bhool sakta hai but yes I was busy with a few girls from your college. 

 

Asha knew the import of the sentence but preferred to keep quiet.

 

A – Thanks for helping our team win

 

V – Welcome. Waise your college girls have thanked me in a more intimate way

 

Asha thought it better to keep silent.

 

A – I owe you a treat.

 

V – hmmm you owe me a visual treat

 

A – what?

 

V – yes. I want to see you in the designer saree I asked you to buy in chandigarh. The one with noodle strap blouse.

 

A – what??

 

V – You heard me right !!

 

He ended the call.

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Later on he sent her a pic with the entire “thanking girl” gang with him. And wrote at the end

“Thanks for hiring such sexy gals. Hope Director too is similar”

 

Asha saw the image and message. First got angry then smiled and wrote

 

A – Director is not similar

 

Pat came the reply

V – I know Director is better than the gals.

 

Asha sent smileys.

 

Vicky sent kisses.

 

No response.

 

He sends a couple of non veg jokes

 

She sends smileys.

 

Shabana had started going to office and became general admin assistant. Her tight shirt and trousers which were part of “uniform” are a delight to watch since they encase big coconuts and a football type ass. She soon became darling of all in office but her darling was a certain Vicky.

 

Vicky would fuck her in office, while going for meetings, at home. She was his, period.

 

So one day Asha saw Vicky a bit too close to Shabana, when they were going somewhere.  She felt jealous.

 

Vicky asked Asha if she would want to go for a movie with him. She agreed. It was some English movie.  Vicky asked Shabana to join as well. Asha went for the movie in a tight top and a jeans, wanted to impress Vicky. She felt that the lady she saw with Vicky in the car was more close to him. 

 

As she was waiting for him at the theatre, she saw him coming with the same babe in even a more tighter sleeveless top and leggings. Vicky introduced the sexy ladies to each other.

 

V – Asha ji ye Shabana hai, my office assistant, mera poora dhyaan rakhti hai.

 

Asha shook her hands but was feeling envious.

 

They had booked three corner seats. Hardly any rush in the hall, they were pretty much secluded.  He made Shabana sit in the corner, sat in the middle with Asha on his left.  As soon as the movie started, he too started with Shabana making Asha very very uncomfortable.

 

He mauled her boobs, sucked her boobs, rubbed her pussy, fingered her pussy. Kissing her was a given. People had stopped watching movies and all eyes were on them. Asha was so so uncomfortable. She was being leered, perverts wanted to pounce on her but were waiting like tied dogs. By now Shabana’s boobs were out in full glory and Vicky was sucking them like no tomorrow. One enterprising goon decided to taste delicious Asha and hopped from the row of seats in front. Asha was petrified and before he could touch Asha, Vicky just kicked him. It all happened in a flash.

 

One kick, knock out, others backed out, these three walked out.

 

Asha was fuming, didn’t know what to do, whom to hold accountable.  Vicky in meanwhile, took Shabana home in his car, fucked her and then asked her to leave.  In the night, he decided to play the knight in shining armour.

 

V – Hi Asha

 

She didn’t respond

 

Vicky was persistent.

 

V – Sorry for what happened at theatre.

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – never thought it would turn this way

 

A – hmmmm. Thanks for saving me from that rascal

 

V – Arrey mere maal pe haath saaf karega saala

 

A – Main tumhara maal?

 

V – If it is a question, the answer is would love to have you as one and if a statement then I am honoured.

 

Asha was defenceless.

 

A – it happened cause of you. Tum us aurat ke saath lage thhey and people thought I too am like that

 

V – you are not like her Asha, you are way above her league

 

Though she liked what she heard, but pretensions are critical in such situations.

 

A – What – you equating me with her?

 

V – I am telling you are far better looking than her

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – But she has great assets too – am I right

 

A – hmmmm

 

A – I don’t know

 

V – I saw you checking her out. Leave it but yours are better

 

Asha sent some smileys.

 

V – Yaar have to attend a marriage function in Kasauli this weekend, can you join me.

 

A – What will I do there

 

V – give me company. Waise bhi we need to bond again – right?

 

A – yes but….

 

V – It is a marriage only yaar.

 

A – But Kasauli hai, raat ko vaapas nahin aa paayenge.

 

V – hmmmmmm. Toh madam ko mujh se khatra hai

 

A – Hahahha… but overnight

 

V – ok your choice

 

Next morning Asha sends a message “will go”

 

Vicky sends back “Thanks and I want you to wear the noodle strap blouse saree combo”

 

A – Whaat, kasauli mein ??

 

V – yes, kaun jaanega. Marriage is indoors in a hotel.

 

A – still no

 

V – ok your choice

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – Asha need to confess something

 

A – what

 

V – Many a times with Shabana on bed, I have thought of you

 

Asha goes silent. So does Vicky.

 

V – Main sach kahe raha hoon Asha and have enjoyed those sessions the most

 

Asha still maintains silence.

 

V – Asha I love you

 

Asha still remains silent

 

V – I want to do everything and more with you that you heard me doing me Shabana on phone.

 

In one line he told Asha that he knew that she was enjoying his sexcapades with Shabana.

 

A – what are you saying

 

V – I know it Asha, don’t hide. Hope you enjoyed

 

Vicky sent a few smileys after this msg leading Asha to type hmmmm involuntarily and then tried to retract but it was too late.

 

V – Chalo good to know ki aap hamaari awaaz bhi enjoy karte hain. Love you

 

A – bye

 

After this Vicky sent her raunchiest of jokes during the day.  She was lapping it up and finally wrote “lovely jokes Vicky, agar students ne dekh liya ki director kaise jokes pad rahi hai toh hasenge”

 

V – Students also know that the Director is a hottie and a mast lady

 

Asha sends smileys

 

Not to miss out on opportunities, he calls Asha and says “Tumhe good night kiss dene ka man kar raha thaa… muuaaahhhh” and before she could say anything the call got disconnected.

 

She smiled and was happy at being pampered.

 

Shabana came to Vicky’s house in the morning and went for her favourite tool. Without saying anything, she became naked and started sucking his tool. Vicky patted her head in appreciation of her services.

 

He calls up Asha, Shabana looks at him, he indicates her to continue, she smiles and continues.

 

A – Hello Vicky

 

V – Muuuahhhh

 

A – ye kya tha (she says smilingly)

 

V – Good night kiss ke baad good morning kiss toh banti hai…

 

A – Acchha ji

 

V – haan ji. Chalo aap bhi ek de do mujhe ab

 

A – kya. Nahin doongi

 

V – kya nahin dogi

 

A – kiss

 

V – phir kya dogi

 

Asha laughs at the double meaning words being used by them.

 

Meanwhile Vicky gets Shabana to stand up with her ass in contact with his cock.  He starts massaging her big coconuts causing her to moan. Asha hears it and keeps silent. Vicky guesses it right.

 

V – Asha aapne pahele suna hua hai, wohi hai

 

A – Mujhe nahin sunna

 

V – Sajan re jhooth mat bolo, pichhli baar toh 20-25 minute tak sunti rahi theen.

 

In between Shabana moans loudly “aah saab, daba do inko, aaah”

 

V – Asha kaash….

 

A – kaash kya

 

V – kaash….

 

Shabana and Vicky engage in a passionate kiss.

 

Asha was all ears.

 

V – Asha

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – I want you

 

Asha remains silent.

 

V – I hope you will stay online….

 

Vicky starts pumping Shabana very hard, the phone was kept on the speaker mode and he could see that the call was on. The pumping continued for 15-20 minutes ending with huge scream by Shabana indicating her second orgasm and Vicky depositing his seed deep inside her.

 

The call too ended after the scream.

 

Vicky sent Asha a message – Hope you enjoyed the Audio show

 

It was replied by a simple hmmmmm…..

 

He smiles.

 

As the day of marriage in Kasauli was coming closer, Vicky was pampering Asha even more sending her flowers, chocolates etc apart from the sexy non veg jokes. She was enjoying it a lot.

 

In fact he had one round of sex with Shabana with Asha listening as earlier but this time Vicky had told Asha that he would make her hear his sex and she agreed. Drop by drop theory in works.

 

On the anointed day, Vicky picked up Asha and they started their journey to Kasauli. Both knew the end result of the journey but were not saying it. Asha was wearing a nice sleeveless churidaar designed to showcase her ample assets. Vicky was eyeing her assets with special focus on the ample cleavage on view. He was praising her beauty and also mentioned her assets a few times. She was loving it.  In about two hours from Kharar, they reached Kasauli and checked in a hotel. He had blocked two separate rooms. When asked about the marriage, he told it was in the nearby hotel only and they would go in the evening.

 

They had reached Kasuali by 4.30-5pm and had a couple of hours at max to join the marriage ceremony. Anyways, both went to their respective rooms and took shower, etc, relaxed and at the agreed time of 7.30pm met in the lobby.  Vicky was wearing a smart jacket and trouser combo and waited for the damsel.  She made an entrance wearing that lovely Red Black Saree with the noodle strap blouse, had placed a shawl on her shoulders to hide her blouse and inches & inches of exposed skin.

 

He gave her a rose and she accepted it with a smile.  As they went towards their car, Vicky kept his hand on her back, she didn’t object. The hand was close to the coveted ass.

 

He took her to the best hotel in Kasauli and she was impressed.  There was no decoration that is often related to an Indian wedding but thinking that it would be in the halls inside, she walked in.  Still no sign of marriage. She looked at Vicky.

 

V – kya hua

 

A – shaadi kahan ho rahi hai?

 

V – Aapko kahan Karwani hai, main tayaar hoon, court, mandir kahan karogi mujhse shaadi Asha.

 

A – Smiles and hits him playfully.

 

V – everything is fair in love and war mam. No marriage, just wanted to spend some quality time with you.

 

A – But Vicky

 

V – Asha I will not force you, we can have a quiet dinner here and enjoy the ambience and each other’s company or we can go back to Kharar. Your choice

 

A – hmmmm itni raat mein drive karna theek nahin hai

 

Vicky takes her to an exclusive hall with a band. It was only a table for two. A small room was nicely done and had the ambience for a couple. Vicky made the lady sit and then took off her shawl from her shoulders and placed it on a chair nearby. Even he could not take his eyes off her charms on display. It was just sublime.

 

He sat opposite her and kept on looking at her, to be precise, he kept looking at her cleavage and bossom on display. Both were giving knowing smiles.

 

V – thanks Asha

 

A – for what

 

V – for wearing this. You don’t know, right now you look like a walking sex goddess.

 

Asha smiles and blushes

 

V – Aaj gustaakhi karwa ke hee manogi Asha

 

She smiles again at his language.

 

V – You know why I have taken this exclusive hall

 

She looks at him questioningly

 

V – So that only I and I can marvel at God’s perfect creation

 

He was looking unabashedly at her bossom display.

 

She felt awkward for a while but then was also enjoying male attention.

 

He got up, held her hand and both started enjoying a slow dance.  He indicated to the musicians to leave them alone. They put a CD on autoplay mode and left. This was fun for them too. They hid themselves behind false walls to enjoy the expected scene.

 

He took her hand in his and placed the other on her back and pulled her a bit close.  Her free hand went to his shoulder and both started the classical slow dance.

 

They exchanged jokes, knowing smiles and after a few minutes his both hands reached lower back and hers on his broad shoulders. She was more comfortable with his touches now. 

 

V – Asha you looking delicious

 

A – better ways of complimenting are available Vicky

 

V – Dil ki baat kahi hai Asha.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – I have been with many girls and ladies in various levels of dressing. Your bust in this noodle strap is simply out of this world.  Kya cleavage hai.

 

While saying this he rubs her near naked back and she squirms.

 

A – mat karo na Vicky

 

V – Kya na karun

 

A – tumhe pata hai

 

V – Asha I wanted to be close to you

 

A – kyon

 

V – I love being close to sexy, hot, confident successful women

 

While saying this, Vicky turns her around to hold her from back side with his omni erect cock pressing on her massive ass globes. The globes were not perfectly round but nicely big. His hands were just under her boobs and he pushed them up. He didn’t care if anyone was looking.

 

Vicky bent forward to give a huge lick on her ample back, she squirmed.  He indicated to musicians to leave.  As they left, he moved in front to give a big lick on 4 inches worth of cleavage show. Aaah was the response….

 

With one final alarm of her conscience she tries to get away.

 

Vicky holds her saree pallu, she had only a smallish noodle strap blouse with him holding one end of her saree and she had saree wrapped around on her legs.

 

A – Vicky ye nahin ho sakta

 

V – ho sakta hai

 

And before she could answer anything, her mobile rang, it was call from her hubby overseas.

 

Vicky saw an opportunity and moved behind her.  He started raining kisses on her shoulder and nape of the neck and the hands moved to press the boobs gently.

 

Suddenly Asha’s breathing became heavier and bossom movement became protruded.  She was now getting aroused.  Her voice was becoming laboured.

 

Her hubby asked something to the same effect from the other side only to be met by a “kuchh nahin hua” (nothing much has happened). 

 

Vicky was continuing the assault on her.  She pushed him back a bit. He did.

 

But then Vicky returned.  This time he started removing the saaree.  It was not pinned anywhere so off it went and came down to the waist level within no time.He turned around mom to remove layer and layer of her saaree tied to the string.  She was talking and turning.  She was now more comfortable talking with her husband with Vicky working his way on her.   Vicky too was quite comfortable becoming the Dushasan in removing the Saaree the only difference was this Draupadi was more than willing to get naked. 

 

Layer by layer the transparent piece of cloth was going away bringing to light the shape of two supple luscious thighs of a lascivious lady.  She just froze for a second and then continued talking to her husband. As the final layer of saaree came off her, it brought to view the magnificient legs. Vicky’s focus was on her ass globes covered in a lacy red panty and a string just at the band of the panty to hold the saaree folds in place.

 

The ass was big and very well rounded.  Seemed to be firm as well since there was not any flab there.  The creamy white thighs were so inviting that I just wanted to come out of the store and lick them. 

 

Vicky went back and sat on the chair for a minute admiring the sight before him.  Here she was, the lovely voluptuous beauty Asha talking on the phone in nothing more than a lacy red panty, a string tied across the waist and an ultra small bra less blouse.  Vicky and saw the light from the spot light  hitting the back of Asha and dispersing in all sides to give her a halo look.  Vicky loved the light and shadow show on display by
Asha.  She was now well into it. She turned around continuing talking.

 

She was still talking to her hubby.  Vicky had in the meanwhile come to embrace her from behind leading to startle Asha.  Vicky was in his birthday suit. 

 

She turned around first looked up and then down.

 

Asha’s hubby was saying something and she was responding only with “mmmm” continuing looking down.  Vicky turned her around for my benefit and attacked her from behind.

 

One movement and the knot behind her neck was unfastened and the top fell from the boobs tied only with a string holding the remains of the blouse behind her back.  The sight was heavenly.  Two creamy white melons with brown nipples, made to suck and mauled. Second by second her tone on the phone was now getting incoherent with a lot of “hmms” “yees” and similar words.  Now it was getting difficult for her to hold herself back.

 

One more movement and off went the blouse compeletly.  It fell on the ground.  Her one hand was still holding onto something.  It was his tool.  Vicky had started his familiar assault on nape and boobs this caused her to kneel on her knees and be on the floor.   She was not able to talk to her husband now.

 

He was still attacking her from behind.  Finally she was able to disconnect the telephone line and connect with her lover.  She turned around to face him only to meet his passionate kisses. 

 

Vicky was an expert in kissing and he kissed her very nicely. Lower lip meeting upper lip then lower lip, upper lip following the same.  The male tongue meeting the femal tongue and pushing it in further and licking of her lips again and again.  It was magical.

 

He then got a bit down and licked her cleavage.  She was resting on her ass now with elbows supporting her posture.  He lunged for her crotch and bit her pussy lips over the flimsy material.  The licks on her inner thigh were making her crazy.  Lick by lick he was wettening the creamy white silky thighs of the damsel. 

 

She was holding herself back from shouting in ecstacy with some serious effort. 

 

He then saw the pussy lips and smiled. It was shaved.

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And then it happened.  Vicky got her to be on her fours and started to fuck her doggy style with his tool penetrating her pussy from behind.  She was squealing in anticipation. It was a sight worth waiting for.  She was giglling as Vicky was positioning his tool at the entrance of the pussy. He did not go for the anal but for fucking pussy from behind.  Her pussy was wet, dripping with juices in anticipation of the intruding monster.

 

The pussy was wet and Inch by inch the monster went in. 

 

It was the biggest – it seemed – that Asha had taken in.  She was squealing and moaning in joy.

 

The monster was moving in and out causing a lot of pleasurable pain to Asha who was being fucked liked never before.  Her hair were moving in all directions, the eyes were filled with lust and half open, the mouth was open with tongue lick her lips every now & then.  Her boobies were bouncing all around with Vicky holding them every now and then in his hands and mauling them.

 

Vicky was still continuing pumping her even after good 15 minutes.  She had shrieked a couple of times in between indicating her orgasm.  As she was cumming she tried to stop Vicky but he continued the assault with little regard for the most respected Engineering College Director.

 

At the time of second cumming, her legs shivered a lot and she yelled aloud not caring if anyone would listen. She was the bitch in the heat and loved her doggy style.  She had tired out but he hadn’t. The monster didn’t stop for a second and drilling continued unabated and then finally he came by the litres. Asha was not worried about him cumming inside. She loved the warm love fluid.

 

Before he could finish he turned her around like a doll and spread some semen on her mammaries.  Her boobs shone like orbs polished in wax.  He put his tool between the two polished orbs and started rubbing them on his tool.  The soft big boobies were doing magic to him and torture to me.  She was enjoying it to the hilt.  The non penetrative fucking of boobs was much beyond she had bargained for.  It was the first time that she was doing, it seemed she was far overjoyed and excited as having found a new use for a tool.

 

Vicky was sitting on top of her with his knees on either side of her and mauled her boobs on his tool and moved it up and down. The knob of his mammoth tool was hitting Asha’s chin. She was squealing in ecstacy. She was more used to the tool hitting deep inside rather than high outside.  It went on for a few minutes making me cum again and again within the store. Never thought, I could produce so much of semen.

 

Suddenly she started shaking her head and rubbing her thighs together, Vicky continued tormenting her during the impending orgasm. And then she had it.  She swayed the head, tried to get up only to be restrained by Vicky, shook her legs vigorously.

 

After about a few minutes, she was on all fours with ass looking up with a huge cock parked inside with frontal simple harmonic motion of the stomach.  He was hitting her deep inside her ass and hitting her hard.  He was also mauling her boobs with one hand and the other one was holding her hair like riding a horse. The posture was of total domination by Vicky.  They were using filthy language very freely now.

 

“Meri raand mazaa aa raha hai” (whore – enoying yourself) said Vicky.

 

She replied with hmmmmm in affirmative.

 

“Zor se bol” (say loudly) he thundered.

 

“haan mazaa aa raha hai” (yes I am enjoying) she said a bit louder this time.

 

“kya mazaa de raha hai” (what is giving you pleasure) he questioned.

 

“Tu” (you) came the response

 

“Main ya mere body part” (me or my body parts) he said.

 

“parts” she murmered

 

“which one”

 

She nodded her head but did not say anything.

 

“bol” (speak up) he forcefully said.

 

“tera” (yours) she said meekly

 

“tera kya” (your what)

 

“penis”

 

“hindi mein bol” (say in hindi) he ordered

 

“Tera Lund” she said very loudly.

 

Vicky had a smile and I was stunned to hear the word Lund from the lady in heat.

 

“itna bada kisi ka liya hai” (have you ever taken this big)

 

She nodded her head in negative.

 

He again raised the stakes by asking loudly

 

She was now on point of no return and screamed “tera lund sabse bada hai kamine” (rascal yours is the biggest penis).

 

Her screams and shaking of head could not hide one fact that she had cummed then

 

He still continued the strokes and hitting her hard and deep.  So deep that the lady on the floor didn’t know such contact points existed.  Such was the ferocity of the attacks that she was feeling being ripped apart. Such was the passion on display that she was feeling ‘desired’ by someone.  The monotonous nature of long distance married life had taken the spark out of Asha.  It was great being felt so passionately by someone, hardly mattered the male was much younger than the female. Her body had taken over and she was yearning for the touches.  The male knew how and where to touch, how much to touch and how long to touch. He showed his expertise with the way he handled her.  His bites on her neck, licking her skin and the way he made her wanted was getting too much for her to handle. Her fuse had gone off and she was on point of no return. 

 

Vicky was not letting off his attacks.  The continued pounding she was receiving from him was just not ending.  It was like wave and wave of attack hitting her deep inside her love castle.  She was in the other world when she felt warm semen filling her.  She too was on verge of yet another powerful orgasm while she was getting filled in with warm semen.

 

As she shivered to after an earth shattering orgasm, both lay side by side in birthday suits. Vicky had locked all the doors of the hall, including service ones.

 

They spoke for many a minutes and final words were…

 

V – meri banogi Asha

 

A – matlab

 

V – meri banogi…meri randi banogi

 

A – hmmmm she giggles…

 

V – enjoyed?

 

A – a lot

 

V – chal kapde pahen.

 

As she tries to get up, Vicky goes for her randi registration process, spits in her mouth and makes her gulp it to show his domination.

 

Both get up and get decently attired.  Vicky had taken an exclusive suite in the Hotel and they reach the room. As luck would have it, suddenly it started raining….They had an exclusive terrace looking down on entire town.

 

They moved to terrace started kissing each other in the rain.

 

Water droplets drenched their bodies, saliva drenched each other’s mouth cavities.

 

Both had ventured to terrace in birthday suits. Asha’s wanton side was coming to the fore now.  Only if anyone had come to their suite, would have had the shock of his life and had seen them making it out in the rains.

 

But right now she didn’t give a damn to the world. She wanted to enjoy love making in the rain. It was the first time she was doing it.  He kissed her hard and continued doing it and then moved down to her boobs and drank the nectar of love, rain water hitting her ample bossom formed a trickle from the boobs which he was too eager to drink. 

 

The scene was very romantic.  It was raining all around.  The huge valley in the front provided seclusion.  Due to rain, geographical benefits, no chance of anyone coming in as well.  One could listen sound of some boys running in the wet ground.  General happiness all around and sexual ecstacy on the terrace.

 

He sucked her boobs and then moved down to drink the trickling down water from her pussy.  After about 10 mins of pussy licking he got up and she got down to suck his cockl.  Tiny streams of water trickled down from the humungous hose.  She was lapping it all up.

 

The terrace was not conducive to fuck her position in the missionary style, so he did the next best thing.  He stood and made her stand and with some effort lifted her up so that she engulfed him with his legs and her pussy meeting her cock.  He was going to fuck her in standing position.

 

The boy had some strength and resolve – she thought.

 

After a couple of minutes of adjustments, her pussy hole was now in direct alignment with his tool and her weight meant that she could take in the cock much more in that the regular missionary route.

 

With his thighs working overtime to support the weight of the lady the motions started.  He was enjoying it. Her back was rubbing against the wall tiles – thank god it was not direct cement.  Motion by motion the cock hit much deeper. Her pussy hole was a bit more open minded than the asshole since the cock went in easily in the pussy.  They had developed a very good rhythm and she was savouring this fuck.  She had one hand taking support of the window railings of one of the terrace rooms and the other holding his head. 

 

Even in such a rain she could feel her body sweating.  The sweat of hard work is always sweet she thought and continued.  Meanwhile the sexual ecstacy had made Vicky make her leave the window railings and took her to the middle of terrace, requiring an enourmous amount of strength.  He was about to cum and she was on verge of second one on the terrace.

 

Not detailing love making further for repetition.

 

As she lay on the terrace floor, he took out his cock and brought it near her face, very willingly she drank all the white fluid and licked it clean. Rain water helped in licking faster.

He collapsed on top of her.

 

They lay on the terrace floor, facing dark rain showering clouds, allowing the rain gods to cleanse their bodies. After a short while they decided to move inside.

 

He went inside waited for her to close the door, the shameless beauty closed the door without any fear of anyone seeing her in such a state and pressed her boobs on his back.  Both kissed like teenagers.  The hands explored every inch of each other.  She pulled him to the bed but he didn’t flinch.  He pulled her to the bathroom.  He wanted to have a bath with her today.  Such Stamina !! What a lover!! She thought.

 

Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies.  Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he enjoyed it like never before.  He continued kissing her with the hands mauling the ass globes.  A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love.  This was magical – both thought.  He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love nest and kissed it continuously.  The combined effect of tongue and water on her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch.  For balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her pubic region.  The boy had just started and the older one was getting jittery.

 

During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the other played with his head hair.

 

The shower continued. 

 

He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her feet.  From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and stomach.  The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and rounds of soap rubs.  He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender neck.  The silky skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.

 

He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso, back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick suck. 

 

The shower was off. 

 

He also took a soap and both started soaping each other.  What a erotic cleansing frenzy both were in.  He also believed in “Cleanliness is next to Godliness.”

 

After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with an insatiable sexual hunger.  The two pairs of eyes said it all.  She was standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her.  He took the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy.  He lifted her one leg and tried to push the dick in.  Thanks to the lather lubrication, the dick was easily able to find its way in the less used pussy.

 

Soon he developed a rhythm, Asha also started gyrating to the beat of the tool hitting her innermost walls.  She in turn was hitting the bathroom wall.  Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower.  He held her shoulders and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her nape of neck.  This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that much more pleasurable.  This time both felt the familiar tingling in their reproductive organs and came at the same time.  She shivered and tightened the grip around his waist with her lifted leg.  He also withdrew his tool and let the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs.  With both legs on ground she felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.

 

Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor.  The shower was switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region.  He lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and on his tool.  The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool back to attention within no time.  The contact of wet bodies also helped the soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack.  However, he had a change of heart.  With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the floor on her back with her legs on his either side.  The shower came directly on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away.  He moved ahead to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips.  The pressure on boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was making her go wild.  For good measure he had started fingering her pussy.  He was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.

 

He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy.  The continued pressure on the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs and boobies was making it too good to be true for her.  He continued applying the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons.  The kid knew how to go about it.  As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking her cunt for good measure.  The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was giving her love shivers.  After about 10-15minutes of such continued love pressure, she gave in.  She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist, her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor.  The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy.  Her head swayed from side to side and her body shivered.  By now Vicky had known the reason of this state.  She had cum and he hadn’t.   The kid had cum once and the experienced lady had cummed twice.  The boy did have some staying power. 

 

As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her love juice.  He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those.  The digits invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his dick on her rear entry.  The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder with some fear.  He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also on the rear entry and started the invasion. 

 

Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up.  The inner walls stuck to the beloved tool.  He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of the hanging melons.   Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third was out and then pushed in.  Likewise he started the motion and gained momentum.  The tool was hitting her deep.  The ass hole invasion meant that she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger.  The lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were coming in for some special continued mauling.  He again held her mane and continued giving powerful thrusts.  She felt the hits becoming harder and she had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the big hits were making her grunt.  For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady. 

 

Both came at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering, bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it.  She felt tired and lay down on the floor.  He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole with his rich semen.  He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have been covered.  Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies intertwined as creepers. 

 

The knees were grinding against the bathroom floor and felt some bruises but not threatening enough to ooze blood. 

 

After a brief lull spell of 2-3 minutes, he started again kissing her and playing with her boobies.  This made her come in the mood, if any invitation was needed, and she started moaning at a low volume.  He moved to shut off the shower.  She stopped him and said “Tank mein bahut paani aata hai” (The tank has a lot of water) while saying this she was looking at his crotch.

 

He said “Aapko bhi zyaada hee achcha lagta hai” (you also like more only)

 

Both knew the ‘water’ was his semen.

 

With this conversation he moved her on top of him to achieve a 69 position.  Both set of mouths went to each other’s crotch with a vengeance.  The lady was in no mood to prove second to the young man with the big tool.  She started sucking the cock.  As they say “don’t stroke it – just smoke it.”  The smoking was having a very good effect on him.  He was in the meanwhile not to be left behind.  He continued lapping her pussy lips with his tongue.  In order to tease him, she lifted her ass and made him to raise his head further.  Not to be left behind, he inserted three fingers in the freshly fucked asshole.  This startled her and made her laugh.  She said “you rascal” and moved her ass back to the original position.  The youngster and the lady continued the licking / sucking of each other’s crotch. She was smoking it and he was licking and biting it. 

 

The 69 was very enjoyable, smoke by smoke he was getting close to cumming and lick by lick she was about to reach her love climax.  The water was still sprinkling for good measure.  Both were doing their jobs as experts. The ass was moving up and down to match the licking pattern and the strokes on his tool had become more prolonged.  After about 10-15 minutes more fun of licking, the ass movement became a bit furious and she gyrated it with some extra passion.  She then pressed her crotch on his face and rubbed it.  He felt some wet fluid on his face.  She was cumming by the litres and to match her accomplishment even he had cummed.  With her drinking his semen he lapped up all the love nectar he could with his tongue.  The youngster was good – she thought.  The lady was a divine fuck – he believed.  His face was smeared with her love juices and he continued the onslaught on the pussy for some more time. 

 

Both then stood under the shower, kissing, licking, pressing each other’s favourite body parts with the stream of water washing them.

 

This further session of 5-7 minutes of sin washing under the shower ended.  Both took the towels to dry each other.  He focused a lot on boobies and ass as expected and she on his crotch.  Still naked, they both went to the bedroom and lay on the bed in each other’s embrace.

 

Now they felt hungry and asked for dinner. The service boy had the good luck of seeing a very voluptuous lusty Asha in a short bath robe. The service boy could see the saree and trousers mingled on a chair and needed no further hint. 

 

On Vicky’s signal, Asha gave a frontal show to him, accidentally !!

 

The night saw more rounds of sex between them…..

 

Another satisfied pussy added to harem….

 

She became a regular fuck toy for Vicky and was once royally fucked on her office table.

 

One day Vicky was fucking Shabana and Asha came in uninihibited and froze what she saw. More than sexual act, she couldn’t take her eyes off from voluptuous shabana….

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As Asha entered the house, she heard a lot of moaning and sexual screams. She knew what it was and knew atleast one partner, i.e Vicky, however, couldn’t resist herself to go and have a look at the other one.

 

Shabana was riding Vicky, her eyes closed, had cummed twice already and Vicky hadn’t. Her humoungous melons were on their own trip and flying off to various directions, her eyes were closed and she was displaying pure lust on her face. Nothing but unadulterated lust. She kept on riding for a few more minutes and then cummed with a very loud moan.  As she was about to open her eyes, better sense prevailed and she hid behind a wall and walked out after some time. She had no grudge against Vicky, she knew he was fucking others. Shabana’s curves had her captivated. Till now she never felt this way, but this was different.

 

Vicky had ensured that all girls that he had fucked from Asha’s college got good marks. He ensured special extra marks for Prachi. In fact he got Asha to tell Prachi that if she and Vicky like each other, she has no issues. Little did poor Prachi know how it all changed.

 

Well Vicky continued fucking Asha at his place too as per mutual convenience and fucked Shabana everywhere.  By now Shabana and Asha had crossed paths a few times. Vicky knew that Shabana would not be able to hold the job in his company. So he breached the topic with Asha once post their sexcapade at his house.

 

V – Asha jaan

 

A – yes maalik

 

V – Need help

 

A – Hukm karo maalik

 

V – You have seen Shabana, my maid cum office assistant.

 

A – Haan

 

V – Yaar I placed her in my office in return of sexual favours. She loves me. But now the need to place her in a more permanent set up like yours. Meri randi ko kha jaayenge ye log in my absence.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Toh can you keep her in your office.

 

A – yes. Done

 

V – Jaan love you. One more request

 

A – hukm karo

 

V – I have seen how longingly you look at Shabana’s curves

 

A – nahin toh (said a sheepish Asha)

 

V – Maalik ko sab pata hota hai. Always remember.

 

A – mast maal hai woh

 

V – I want to see you two together.

 

A – what. Woh meri maid hogi aur sex partner, kahin leak kar diya toh.

 

V – Woh meri guarantee hai

 

A – Kal Saturday hai, aa jaana mere office 3 baje, interview kar lungi.

 

Vicky instructed Shabana to wear the sexiest saree blouse combination to look smart.

 

She came to Vicky’s house as per schedule, Vicky had seen her earlier in that dress, in fact he had bought it for her, but possibilities of her having sex with Asha made it more exciting.

 

She was wearing a black designer saree which was tightly wrapped around her ample ass globes.  A lot of anal by Vicky had done this to her posterior. She was not wearting any petticoat below.  It was just panty below the saree. The saree was adjusted on a thin thread tied on the waist band, just above her panty.  This made her look more curvy from behind.   The saree was tied about 3-4 inches below navel exposing her fleshy waist.  What a waste if no one was to appreciate that waist.  Next was her blouse.  It was a couple of sizes small to hold those milk depots.  It was black in colour. It was not fully sleeveless but one of those to have sleeves just an inch below shoulders.  Deep back and deep front formed delectable cleavages at both sides of the body.  The thin lacy bra was visible to the trained eye, the nippies had made an impression on the blouse cloth.  The upper bossom was dying to come out of the confines and gave them a fuller look.

 

As per time they reached Asha’s spacious office. There was only one peon at the gate and reception was otherwise empty.  Asha came and immediately gave him some money and asked him to get something. Basically meant get lost. 

 

Asha was looking gorgeous to say the least, she had developed fondness for sarees and was wearing a hot as hell blouse saree combo. She was dressed to be fucked or dressed to kill.  The saree was not pinned to the shoulder and was wrapped in a way to expose more of her mammary charms than to hide them.  The silky black hair were tied in a loose bun to give her a very erotic look.  Asha saw Vicky and Shabana in sexy attire with him and involuntarily licked her lips. 

 

In Asha, Shabana saw a very gorgeous lady in red. She admired her beauty and now it was her turn to lick her lips.  Asha was wearing a red saree with a sleeveless blouse.  As with Shabana, the blouse was pretty deep from both front and back and exposed a lot of flesh.  The creamy white shoulders and back and upper bossom were good enough to test anyone’s character and patience.  Person had to be dead or impotent or gay to not to lust after her.

 

As they went in her Asha’s office, they were more relaxed in their talk and body language.

 

It was a pretty large office. Vicky was used to that venue. The room had seen some solid fucking of its owner, Asha. It had a big table of solid wood and equally big chair. On one side it had computers and other racks for papers and on the other it had a few pieces of decoration. The sight was imposing. Behind Director’s chair was a big painiting highlight guru-shishya tradition.  The other side of the room had a sofa set and a table.  The Director’s office also had its private washroom + bathroom.

 

Asha was sitting on the sofa in the room with Shabana standing a few feet away from her, in front and explaining her desire to join the college and her willingness to serve the Director.  Fortunately, there was a vacancy available in similar position but Asha wanted to know about her in general and more about her body in particular.

 

She asked “Shabana meri sabhi zarooraton ka dhyaan rakhna padega aur jiske liye main kahun uski bhi. Iske ilaawa tum meri assistant hogi”

 

Shabana got silent on the import of the sentence but managed to say “ji”

 

She further prodded “Paisa achha doong – aish bhi bahut hai – par meri har baat manna padegi.

 

She nodded in affirmative.

 

Meanwhile, Vicky had taken a position behind Shabana. He knew that the Saree was not tied to the blouse and it had fallen from the shoulder a few times and brought to view the delicious ample bossom cleavage to view.

 

Very slowly he started kissing the nape of her neck in front of Asha, both felt awkward but had enjoyed the his technique a lot of times to know how it felt like. Both were sure that he had fucked both of them but did not want to open their cards but here was he, wanting to initiate the love making now.

 

The breathing had become laboured and the heavy bossom went up & down with each breath causing the elderly lady to squirm in her seat and enjoy the site in front.  Very easily he massaged her boobs over the blouse. Vicky weighed the heaviness of the well proportioned mammaries in his hand and rubbed both the nipps with his thumbs tweaking them just a bit. Nothing new for both of them but the fact that Asha was sitting in front made her feel a bit of moistness in her crotch. 

 

Anything which is so prohibitive is all the more exciting and enjoyable.

 

Fold by fold the saree was coming off, the ladies were now silent which each one look at other and Asha licked her lips at the prospect in offing.  She too allow the pallu of the saree to slip and reach her lap and expose generous dose of her skin and well endowed assets.  Now it was turn of Shabana to lick her lips.  The well educated one was waiting with bated breath wihen Vicky was pulling off the last fold.  Deliberately he held back and again went on to kiss her neck.  Both the females loved him for his tricks and enjoyed it a lot but for Asha it was annoying. It was as if a child waiting for the present to be unwrapped fully and someone elder was playing with the kid by not unwrapping it completely. 

 

Then after a pause of 35-40 seconds which seemed like eternity to both representatives of fairer sex the last line of defence came off.

 

Stood before her, a few feet away, a very fine specimen of dusky sultry lass.  The skin was unblemished and shining. The fingernails were covered in pink polish with golden black combination sandals covering her beautiful feet.  She was wearing anklets resting on joint of her ankle and her feet and then started the fulsome shin supported by equally fulsome calf.  They went on to meet the knees and then the gorgeous, heavy (not too much) thighs took over the attention.  The healthy thighs moved in unsion to meet at the crotch, currently covered by a lacy black panty.  Still she could see little signs of bush, meaning Vicky would have asked to shave off the crop. 

 

Shabana was in trance.  He made her spin around to let Asha see her ample backside.  The wide hips held two well rounded and big ass globes.  The shape was very nice from the front and side and great for fucking.

 

Vicky was now touching her ass with his crotch and pushing the cock towards her a bit more.  The female set of eyes were locked onto each other’s body.  Asha was getting hotter by looking at Vicky playing with Shabana’s boobs.  He did not open the blouse but was pressing it over it and licking the skin as much as he could from his position.  If that was not good enough he got down to his knees, after a minute or so of boob press, and started lick Shabana’s knee and proceeded north.  Miliimeter by millimeter the supple thigh was getting a thick saliva coat.  Drop by drop the crotch was getting wetter.  Asha marleved at the boy’s abilitiy to pleasure women.  Shabana wanted to push his face on her crotch as many time before but this time she couldn’t.  The pleasure was making her go mad.  He was just too good.  The lady in red was squirming in her chair and even her panty was getting wet a bit.  The room had sexual tension high enough to slice through. 

 

After Vicky completed the saliva coating of her thighs from the front, he turned Shabana sideways to continue licking thighs from the back.  Asha could not hold any more than 25-30 seconds more and got up.  The pallu of the saree was touching the floor below as she walked forward towards lovers.  Shabana had closed her eyes and was oblivious to her coming.  Vicky has seen her coming but ignored her and continued tormenting both the younger and older specimen.

 

He again turned Shabana back to her earlier position facing the slow moving Asha.  The curvy elder lady was hardly a foot away from the curvy young one.  Vicky now moved behind Asha and kissing her overexposed back and shoulders.  He continued the licking part and added the boob press for good measure.  The curvy woman leaned back into him and pressed her ass on his crotch and felt the thickness of the tool within the confines of the jeans.  The tool she had felt both from inside and outside so many a times.  Shabana had by now opened her eyes and saw a very erotic sight of young lad with a mature beautiful lady.  Now it was Shabana’s turn to salivate on seeing the ample assets in front of her.  Vicky continued to unfold Shabana’s present by taking off the saree inch by inch.  After agonizing wait for all, off went the saree to floor to meet Shabana’s.  The union of two beauties was separated by social strata, education, was going to happen but prior to that their garments too mingled.

 

It was some sight to see two very curvy females.

 

One dusky the other one very fair.

 

One less educated something and the other well educated.

 

One oozing raw passion and other being more sophisticatedly sexy.

 

Both with big boobs

 

Both with great ass

 

Both with silky soft unblemished skin

 

Both made to fuck

 

And both Vicky’s conquests.

 

More similarities than differences – Simple.

 

Both moved a few inches forward such that their milk depots were separated by less than 6 inches. 

 

Both were tentative and calculating their next steps.

 

He had stepped back to see the view from the side.

 

The ladies were lost in each other only.  For a moment he did not exist for them.  The light was coming in from the window.  He could see dark silhoutes of contours of two curvaceous luscious babes. The light from the window had nullified the skin colour. 

 

They had a similar height

 

The boobs were similar and were nipple to nipple (eyeball conflict equation) with each other. 

 

They had similar well rounded ass protruding towards the back side.

 

They had similar supple and fleshy thighs.

 

They had similar wet spot on the crotch

 

Both were wearing only bra, blouse and panty.

 

Both were waiting for the attack.

 

Seconds were like minutes.  Time had just stopped then.  He was also lost in the sheer eroticism on display. 

 

The educated curvy one took the lead and gently placed her left hand on Shabana’s right boob.  She felt the firmness of the boob.  It was very big, soft yet firm, no sag but yet the feeling was of softness.  She liked it. It was much like hers but with no sag. She could imagine what Vicky would have done to them.

 

Instinctively she too put her left hand on the right boob of Asha.  It was very big, soft yet firm, sagged a little but only a little.  She could imagine what Vicky would have done to them.

 

With her thumb and index finger she tweaked Shabana’s stiff nipple to be met by a soft moan and reciprocation of her own nipple tweaking.  He was enjoying the best show in town with the best seat in town.

 

With over a couple of minutes, seeming like erotic hours, of boob pressing and nipple tweaking.  Asha opened the first hook of Shabana’s blouse. She took a deep breath for the mighty rise and fall of the mammaries.  The opening of hook brought to sight a bit more of delicious cleavage, Asha was waiting to suck the giant mammaries in front of her.  She was holding back against her lascivious desires.  Off went the second, the third, leaving one more to go.  The hooks were also thankful for being loosened since they had taken a lot of strain due to the humungous size of the mammaries.  Asha liked what she saw.  She could see the lacy black bra confining two beautiful orbs.  With a deep breath off went the final front of resistance as well.  Shabana took of her blouse and threw it on the pile of the two sarees below.  Before Asha could proceed, Shabana loosened her blouse hooks, taking them off one by one.  The fourth one was the last.  She too loved what she saw.  Two gigantic boobs in confines of a red lacy bra.  Asha too took the blouse off and threw it on the pile below.

 

After the mingling of sarees, the blouse too mingled.

 

Both looked at each other. The poorer one in the black bra and panty and the richer one in red. It was like took boxers in their dress of red and black.

 

By now Vicky too had taken off his jeans and the cock was out in full glory.

 

Asha moved a bit forward so as to reduce the distance between the eye-ball conflict of the two nipps sets.  The nipples of the two milk depots were hardly an inch away from each other to the point of gentle rub against each other in case of heavy breathing.  Asha loosened the head bun of Shabana and let the hair fall.  The thick, silky, shining hairs fell down coming to mid back.  A few strands coming in front of her face, giving it a more desireable look, if any more was needed.

 

Both were breathing heavily now, the nipps were rubbing against each other.  The well educated curvy came forward, if any space was there, leaned into her and held her in an embrace. 

 

His cock was hard as a granite stone.

 

Both the curvaceous ones mingled into each other like creepers.  They were not kissing each other but the hands were roaming on each others back.  Asha felt the roundness of her ass globes and so did Shabana.  The hands had rested on each other’s ass globes and had stopped moving.  The boobs pressed each other, the crotches felt each other.  It was an embrace with very little movement. It was like Shabana found her new mentor on way to success and Asha found a willing pupil.  It was a moment which could not be described in words so easily.  He looked at the two mirrors in the room and both were giving their own version of reflections of the two bodies.  It was as if everything had stopped.

 

After two-three minutes of embrace, they disengaged for a short moment only for Asha to hold her head with her hand and plant a soft kiss on her lips.  The boobs were busy in kissing each other separately.   Shabana too leaned forward to meet her lips with force and as if by reflex both opened the lips only to meet each other’s tongues.  Second by second the force and passion had increased in the kiss.  The tongues and lips were feeling each other and exchanging liberal doses of saliva. Such was the passion that Vicky could see them inserting tongues deep into other one’s territory.  The hands moved on the back, fingers played with hair, palms cupped ass globes.  It was not for the faint hearted.  They were kissing and gyrating into each other. 

 

Asha felt her panty getting moister by the second and instinctively she rubbed the pussy mound of Shabana only to find that hers was also wet.  In fact it was wetter.  The elder one rubbed her fingers more over her cunt, and then brought the finger close to her nose to inhale.  The faces were apart not more than an inch from each other with a thick coat of saliva forming a bridge between thte two sets of lips.  Both sets of lips, one on face and one between the legs were moist. One due to saliva and other due to love juice.

 

After about 3-4 minutes of the kissing marathon, they again disengaged only for a brief moment though. She embraced her again only to unwrap her further.  Her fingers found the bra hook and off it went in one go.  She moved away and took Shabana’s bra off herself.  Shabana was too willing.  As Asha bent down to suck a boob, Shabana stopped her and embraced her only to reciprocate. Off went the red bra to mingle with the black one on the floor.  They looked at each other boobs and got captivated by it.

 

One very fair, one dusky, one with golden brown nipples and one with darker shade nipples.  The Aerola matched their respective nipp colours.  The nipples were looking at the other set.  It was as if even the boobs were captivated by the sight in front of them.  Both the ladies moved a bit forward to find the nipples rubbing against each other.  Apart from the colour they were so similar.  They were stiff as rubber and loved rubbing against each other.   The sensitive aerolas felt the impact of the other’s nipples and even the pores stiffened due to the touch.  The whole room was focused on the boobs set in front.  It looked as if the chandelier, mirror, bulbs, tubelite, study lamp and table, chair apart from the humans in the room were straining their neck to look at the god sent opportunity in front of them.  The office furniture had seen Asha earlier with Vicky but it was first time for them as well to see her with a female and that too as hot as Shabana.  Even the non-living ones were thanking their stars.

 

Again the richer one wanted to suck the poorer’s set of boobs but to no avail.  The poorer one blocked her forward movement with one hand and got down on her knees to smell the aroma of a wet pussy.  She was on her knees facing the well used pussy encased in a red lacy panty. She could make out that it was well shaven, much like hers since their common hero wanted it in such a fashion only. 

 

Shabana was breathing really heavy now.  Asha was feeling her hot breath on her pussy.  She held Ashar’s ass globes in an embrace and kneeded them slightly.  She appreciated the well rounded ass of the college’s boss.  Definitely it was very well use and she guessed it would have a lot to do with Vicky.  The ass globes were big, firm yet soft, and were like a big ball.  She brought her face very close to the pussy emanating the sexual aroma and then she did a unexpected thing.  She planted a soft kiss on the pussy mound and as Asha was swimming in throes of passion, she bit her pussy lips lightly over the panty. 

 

The sudden unexpected love bite made to say Asha “ooooooiiiiiiiii” and laugh.  Shabana looked up and Asha looked down.  Both sets of eyes locked onto each other.  The master had found an able pupil it seemed.  Shabana went back to kissing her love mound and this time the bite was a bit harder but not hard enough to hurt.

 

She also licked her thighs for good measure, Asha was now on verge of cumming and pressed Shabana’s head on her crotch. Her licking of her inner thighs and bites and play with pussy was doing magic to her.  The educated one was about to reach a sexual orbit. 

 

Shabana put her fingers in the elastic band of the panty and started pulling it down.  Inch by inch the panty was covering its southward journey.  As the panty came below pussy level, she planted a very wet kiss on her love nest and used her tongue to play with the pussy lips.  The strongest muscle in a person, the tongue, was being used to a very great effect.  Shabana inserted her index finger to part the lips and make way for the strong muscle to play.  Asha was feeling coming in of one of the strongest orgasm she had ever felt.  She played with Shabana’s hair and pushed her harder into her crotch.  Everyone in the room was just loving it.

 

After a few more seconds of the erotic play, the love juices broke the dam and came down in torrents.  Shabana was just lapping it all up. Asha was cumming down like a shower on her face.  The trickle of love juices found the route of thighs most convenient.  Shabana licked it all.  Her legs were gingerly, shaking and she was holding Shabana’s head for some support.  Meanwhile the panty was at her feet and on Shabana’s prodding she lifted her feet to take them out.  Panty went on to meet the sarees, blouses and bras.

 

After this nothing moved for over a couple of minutes.  Asha took long breaths to come back to normal.  Shabana too was coming back from a trance.

 

The fair one lifted the dusky one by her shoulders.  By now they were quite close to the footside edge of the bed.  With one push Shabana lay on her back on the big table with her knees dangling down.  She looked up in front and saw Asha towering over her with her legs on either side.  The melons on her chest were glistening in sweat due the erotic heat generated even in the AC room.  Vicky had meanwhile taken a position on the Director’s imposing chair near Shabana’s head side.  For the ladies, Vicky was non existent. They were locked onto each other as a missile is locked to a target.

 

Vicky was not used to such a situation but he did not complain.  He knew before the close of the show Vicky will have fucked both of them atleast once.  He was used to the female eyes being locked to his tool. So he was enjoying the new found anonymity.

 

Asha bent down with her melons dangling from her chest. Shabana wanted to love them, suck them.  They were so near and yet so far.  As she tried to get up to suck them, Vicky restrained by pressing her down. Asha appreciated his act, now she wanted to torment the girl.  Shabana was pushed further back on the bed and now was on bed totally with feet ending well before the table edge. Asha got on the table and was now resting her knees with the body leaned forward. She was on her fours and had leg on either side of Shabana.  A lady down on her fours to love a lady was sheer magic.

 

She bent down to rub her boobs over Shabana.  As Shabana tried to get up, Vicky held her back.  Both were making her go crazy.  She felt the mammoth impact of big mammaries on her own milk depots.  The nipples and aerolas were rubbed against each other very forecefully.  This was getting too much for Shabana. Not only the juices due to pussy kissing of Asha were built up but this act had sent the pulse racing and the juices had started to begin their downward journey once again.  Asha toyed with Shabana. 

 

She kissed, licked and sucked her boobs.  

 

She pulled her boobs with nipple between her teeth.

 

She salivated the upper bossom.

 

She cleaned the cleavage with the heavy duty licks.

 

She then started her licking journey from her cleaveage down to base of the boobs to her stomach with some special attention to her navel and then to lower abdomen.  Shabana had by now blown the fuse and it did not matter to her what was being done to her.  She wanted to get over with it and her orgasm.  Contrary to what Shabana did, off went her panties in one go and Asha inserted two fingers inside her pussy to find enough juice inside her.  Shabana writhed in pleasing pain and lifted her hips to meet the insertions. 

 

Within no time she started the violent up and down movement of her hips to indicate the impending orgasm. It was one mighty orgasm.  One of the best that she felt in a long long time.  She never imagined that she could leak so much juice.

 

Asha lay on top of Shabana and both got involved in French kiss. It was deep, long and enthralling.  Vicky had got completely naked by now and even his clothes were on top of the two ladies’s sets. 

 

He put his hand between the two sets of boobs as Asha was on top of Shabana.  Both of them looked at him and said “Thanks”

 

Vicky moved forward to kiss both the richer and poorer one alternatively.  Asha and Shabana started licking his tool with some vengeance, perhaps his reward of bringing them together.  He was hard as granite for some time now and the licking of his tool made him cum within no time.  He splurged ropes after ropes of warm semen on Asha’s belly which was very eagerly licked off dry by Shabana who in between offered Asha doses of his semen by sticking it on her fingers only to find Asha too willing who would suck it off in no time.

 

All had cummed atleast once and were ready for many more.

 

He lay on the table with Shabana on one side and Asha on the other.  It seemed it was an advertisement of some colour changing cream such as Fair and lovely with Shabana potraying the dusky shade, Vicky a much fairer one and Asha the fairest one of all. Thank god for the big solid wood table which had a lot of leather work in the middle.

 

He looked to see the gorgeous sight of the two hotties on his either side.  The mere reflection in the mirror brought some life back to his cock.

 

Both the ladies had lifted their heads and were resting on Vicky’s chest (used as bridge) and were kissing right above his face.  This position meant that both set of milk depot hung like fruits to be plucked right away.  The girls were re-united by long drawn French kiss whereas Vicky was busy in playing with the boobs hanging right in front.  He was never the one to leave an opportunity.

 

Vicky’s cock was now coming back to life in top gear and very soon the virile tool was ready for much more.  Seeing this, Asha pulled Shabana to ride Vicky in a Cow Girl position and she positioned herself just above his face.  Shabana pussy was quite well lubricated by now and since she was used to taking his tool, she did not find much difficulty in adjusting to the impending monster.  First few strokes caused her pain and then it was pretty bearable.

 

She was the one who was building the momentum.  Stroke by stroke the three lovers formed a triangle.  Vicky was the base of the triangle with the two hotties forming the two sides of the triangle joined at the top by the French kisses.  Shabana’s up and down motion on his cock meant Asha too had to move accordingly to continue kissing her which was well used by Vicky to kiss her pussy and insert a couple of fingers inside for her to enjoy. 

 

Vicky was lifting his hips to match Shabana’s motion and his head to match Asha’s movement.  The whole scene was picked from a Kamasutra book.

 

The experienced lovers continued like this for over 15 minutes with none ready to cum.  However, Shabana was feeling the impending waterfall since she found the whole act to be so erotic and unconventional. 

 

The more she felt the juices being released, the easier it became for his piston to service her deeper.  Deeper penetration meant more juice secretion. It was turning to a pleasing vicious cycle for her.  Her boobs were bouncing in all directions and so did that of the fairer one.  They continued kissing but had given little attention to each other’s boobs.  That was strange.  The sight above him could have brought life to the dead.  Two sets of mammaries wandering off in all directions.  Two hotties joined at the top in an unholy kiss. 

 

Shabana shrieked at the second cumming and let everyone know in the campus, thank god it was a Saturday, with her erotic scream that she had her another orgasm of the day.  Her body was glistened with sweat. She just continued the up and down movement though she had completely drenched the intruder.  Meanwhile seeing her state, Asha felt a wave of erotic current run through her body as she found Vicky increasing the number of intruding fingers and moving it much more vigorously.  The sharper movement of the fingers in her made her jump with pleasure and also the dam holding back the love juice flood gave way for her to release it over his face.  Vicky lapped it all up with some glee.  Asha took off from there and went behind Shabana to press her boobs on her back and started kissing her nape of the neck and back.  She kneaded Shabana’s boobs from behind and mauled the poor big mamaries and all the while made her feel her own with the touch from back.  Shabana was lost in an erotic world by now and she had her eyes closed and was in a trance again.  She turned her head to meet Asha’s lips and continued the French kiss where they had left it off.   Such scene continued for another 5-6 minutes.  Shabana had meanwhile used her hand to good effect to play with Asha’s pussy.  This had again charged her love juices and after sometime all of them moaned in unison signaling their respective orgasms.  Score women 3 each, man 2 orgasms.

 

Now the two hotties collapsed on him after licking his cock dry.

 

Vicky said “Asha toh phir Shabana ki naukri pakki” (so asha – Shabana’s job confirmed)

 

She replied “pakki bikul pakk”

 

All laughed.

 

Shabana said “itna mazaa aaya – agar aap naukri naa bhi dete main aapse baar baar milne aati” (I enjoyed it a lot – would have come to meet you even without job)

 

What a slut – the other two thought.

 

Asha said “Shabana jo main kahun karna, paise ki kami nahin hogi”

 

Shabana smiled and said “aap jaisa kahen” (as you say)

 

Vicky said “arrey mujhe mat bhool jaana” (don’t forget me)

 

All laughed in unison.

 

After 10-15 minutes of gossip, Shabana got up and made tea for all. An electric kettle etc was placed in the room. The office looked like a boardroom facility of a luxury hotel. It was that good.

 

For a few more minutes, the sexual banter continued. 

 

Then he motioned the hotties to move to the bathroom.  He wanted to do it there with them.

 

They were not complaining either.

 

Three nudies went into the plush bathroom.  Vicky had done with Asha earlier in the bathroom.  It was a biggish bathroom with large mirrors placed towards the wash basin area having toiletaries etc.  The commode was placed at the other end.  The large bathtub was placed in one corner with curtains shielding it from the remaining bathroom.  It had a shower mounted on the wall and also a hand held shower.  Hair conditioners, Shampoos and soaps were placed and the corner near shower.  At the end opposite to the shower, big white towels were tidily kept. 

 

Without much further ado Vicky moved to the bathtub and pulled the hotties inside. All were giggling like kids.  Asha sealed the drainage duct of the tub and started the water.  She was mixing both hot & cold.  As she was bent down playing with the taps etc Vicky placed himself behind her and positioned his cock on the asshole entry.  As she felt it on her asshole she let out an “ouch”.  Shabana had in the meanwhile started the shower and adjusted it in a manner that the water fell directly on her ass region. Vicky rubbed a bit of soap on his tool and also on her ass.  This was the lubrication he was looking for.

 

Asha was not complaining, in fact she was happy that she had an ass which could keep such a youngster desire it.  She was laughing and Vicky started the strokes.  Shabana who was stuck to the wall on Asha’s right hand side moved to her front thereby bringing her pussy level with her face.  Asha loved the sight in front of her of having a shaved pussy lips waiting for her facial lips.  Her anal lips were being serviced separately.

 

Shabana was right under shower but devoid of any waterfall.  The water was landing on very fair ass globes and droplets spread in all directions.  Asha held Shabana’s hips for support and started licking her thighs.  If Shabana’s licking of Asha had floored the richer one, now it was turn of the richer one to floor the poorer one.  The shower droplets were putting a sheen over Shabana’s frontal nudity.  Her eyes were half closed.  This was so much better than whatever she had earlier. She was enjoying the “ameer logon ki chudai”

 

Asha licked her inner thigh with some expertise so as to make Shabana twinge.  She was paying special attention from mid-thigh to crotch area with supple thigh near crotch coming in for some treat.  She just loved the healthy young luscious dusky babe in front of her.  Lick by Lick she was making Shabana squirm.  Her licks were forceful just like strokes in her asshole and the tongue was exerting some pressure on her pussy. 

 

Shabana was getting weak by the second and rested her back on the wall with her legs becoming jittery.  She was holding Asha’s head and at times pressed it into her crotch.  What a role reversal, Vicky thought, from some time back when Shabana was licking Asha’s crotch in the room and Asha pressed Shabana’s head to her crotch. What goes around comes back.

 

The tongue did part her pussy lips and the inner sanctum was getting a special service.

 

It all continued for well over 10 minutes when Shabana felt the advent of the waterfall deep inside and her legs had become all the more jittery and she was shaking with pleasure.  It was like a thousand needles inside her were hitting her inner love nest.  With a loud moan she came and pressed face of Asha on her crotch with one hand and with one hand held the shower. 

 

Asha continued the licking of her love juices and then picked up the hand held shower pipe to focus the aim of stream to Shabana’s pussy.  Cold water streams to a freshly leaked pussy did wonders to Shabana who was enjoying the master class by an expert.  She felt indebted to Asha for giving her such pleasure and to Vicky to bring her there.  She got down on her knees only to meet the rich sexy face and the hotties got involved in another round of French kiss.  Shabana also inserted a finger in Asha’s pussy, and rubbed it for a couple of minutes.  She also let out a loud moan to announce arrival of love juice flood.

 

Vicky in the meanwhile continued the anal screw.  He held the wall for support with one hand and the other hand mauled the set of richer’s mammaries.  With 5-7 minutes worth of more anal fuck, Vicky also let out the stream of semen on Asha’s royal ass globes and Shabana got up to rub it all over her back, thighs, ass globes, boobs.

 

They continued the lovemaking in the bathroom for a few more rounds and at the end all three lovers rubbed soap on each other with some delight.  Not detailing out to avoid repetition.

 

They had fucked for well over 1.5 hours by then.  They got up to go.

 

Before venturing out, Asha kissed Shabana one more time and said “I offer you position of office assistant, will you accept it”

 

“Yes Ma’am with pleasure” said the dusky one.

 

Shabana smiled at the prospects on offer. Her salary was going to improve

 

Asha smiled at the prospect of using Shabana to clinch the deals for personal benefit and college.

 

As they reached home, Shabana said “Thanks a lot maalik”

 

Vicky smiled and they had more rounds of joint love making with Asha in coming days.

 

Shabana resigned from Vicky’s company the very next day and was to join Asha after fifteen days.

 

Meanwhile the company’s work too was almost over and Vicky had to leave the place and went back to Delhi.

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As I came back to Delhi, family was overjoyed.  My office was in Gurgaon, daily travel from a south-west Delhi colony was a pain, thanks to the flyover being constructed on Outer Ring Road section near Vasant Vihar. What to do, no other options, had to endure daily up & down. My career was going great guns. I was being recognized for my work.

 

We had by now moved to our house in Dwarka colony in Delhi.

 

I got an excellent offer from a Robotics/Automation company and I grabbed it. Best part office was in New Delhi with a direct metro ride. What else could one ask for? I would go to Metro Station 21 and take Airport Metro and get down at Shivaji Stadium Station and a very short walk to my office. Bingo. Life was so good.

 

After a few months at my new company, I was asked to automate some part of manufacturing process of a large vendor of the biggest auto car makers in India. The company was based in Manesar. The automation of the process would have included some Robots as well since it was a high value / precision component.

 

Given the distance between Manesar and Dwarka, my parents ruled out daily up & down, given winters were setting in which brings in a lot of fog as well. I told it to my company who very kindly agreed for providing a fully furnished accommodation for me alongwith some servant for cooking, cleaning etc. Someone had billed it in the contract with the Client. We were a 5 member team including me, 4 males and one female who bordered on male due to her appearance. All of them lived near Gurgaon and had no problem in doing a daily up & down. They had hired a cab to take them from Gurgaon to Manesar and return daily.  Made sense.

 

I was given a flat in a very post society in Manesar, it was close to the client’s premises. I had taken my car to Manesar and would drive the long 2 km one way to our makeshift office from new residence.  It was a palatial 2BHK + study + Pooja room house. The developer had been very liberal in allocating space. The total carpet area was about 1500sq ft and had lovely spacious balconies in addition to the 1500sqft.

 

The maid servant provided was named Kamla, a buxom lady in her late thirties. She was beautiful and curvy. Infact had very fair complexion. None could say that she was a Maid servant.  She used to come in the morning to do mopping, sweeping and cook breakfast for me and would leave and return in evening to cook dinner for me.  She was an efficient worker.

 

The team that was taking care from Client’s side was headed by one Mr Mohammad Syed. He was an engineer by qualification from a reputed institute. He too lived in the same society as I did. A man in late 40s with a very docile demeanour. He knew his job. He had two kids who were in college & college studying in other parts of the country. One boy and one girl.  Son in college and girl in boarding college.  His wife had gone to her brother’s house when I had moved so I had little chance of seeing her. 

 

On Friday evening I would rush back to Delhi to be with my parents and only return on Monday morning. Since my parents were both working, hence we did spend quality time over weekends.

 

Mohammad would bring his food though canteen provided an excellent meal.  We started having lunch together. I was leading my team and he his, so in a way it used to be a power packed lunch. He was a nice man to know and we developed camaraderie. He knew I was a vegetarian and hence avoided offering the non-veg items but would offer them when he brought some veg stuff.  One thing was sure, his wife was a great cook.

 

My maid servant Kamla also worked part time at Mohammad’s household for cleaning, sweeping etc.

 

So one fine day, I was having a walk in the huge compound of my society that I saw Mohammad coming with some a female. Could make out in the well lit campus, that she was a beauty.  I said “namastey” with folded hands to her and shook hands with Mohammad.  She was, as you would have guessed by now, his wife.

 

Now let me describe her for you. Around 5.5” similar to Mohammad in height.

 

Super fair and had a lovely glowing skin.

 

Hair wavy and came till her mid back. Lovely facial features and a body to die for. She was in a league of her own. If I were to compare my previous conquests, she was definitely in league of Mrs Kapoor or Aanchal. You would have read a similar description of my conquests but what to do, I like curvy ones and words cannot express beauty beyond a point. A good reference point will be star Urvashi Rautela.

 

After customary exchanges, we both went our separate ways.

 

Mohammad’s house was visible from one of the lesser used balconies of my house. He had a spacious 3BHK accommodation.  After seeing that beauty, the lesser used balcony was getting more frequented. I had shifted my weights etc in the study room. Bought  high quality binoculars to keep an eye on her. She was worth it. Had noticed a pattern that she loved to keep herself fit and in shape. Would go out for a morning walk around 6am and return by 7am. One thing I noticed that her attire was such that would highlight her very prominent curves and the colours too were very attractive.

 

During my talks with Kamla, learnt that she was about 15-16 years younger than Mohammad and was his second wife. Son from first wife and daughter with second. Her name was Adaa

 

After about a couple of weeks, Kamla had become my news source for the colony and was also filling me with info on Syeds.  She told me that Mohammad didn’t think Adaa was someone comparable to him due to his education and monetary status. Even Adaa felt that Mohammad was not comparable to her cause of her beauty. Mohammad married Adaa to take care of his son and was besotted with her beauty. But as the charm of high salary goes down after a few months, same happened with his infatuation with her beauty. After she got pregnant, the charm and affection wore off.  Adaa was a chirpy person with a great sense of humour and Kamla told that she would often give her money, clothes etc over and above her monthly wages.

 

The Society had a lot of live-in relationships and also a number of young girls and boys had taken apartments. So a batch of 4 girls would take a bigger apartment and same with boys. A lot of dating and resultant sex was happening in society. The oldies of society were unable to end this menace since had little control over who the house was rented to.

 

Vicky had now had developed a habit for going for a morning walk for obvious reasons. He would jog and run and cross paths with Adaa a lot of times and they would exchange smiles. The society also had a swimming pool but was very rarely frequented. It had a decent gym as well.  Adaa would admire Vicky’s stamina as she saw him jogging for about 40 minutes at a stretch and then follow it up with half hour of gymming.

 

Kamla one day asked Vicky for some money, it was a few thousands. Kamla’s hubby was working in some factory now as a low class worker but at one time they had a shop and were doing well. Some bad business deals and cheating saw them losing whatever they had and were reduced to penury.  Vicky asked Kamla to tell her husband to meet him.

 

Govind, Kamla’s husband came to meet him. During his discussions with him, Vicky realized that the man had an eye for detail and could run a shop.  Vicky used his contacts to get some loan sanctioned to the poor man to initiate his trade again. Vicky paid for the rent of first 3 months for him. Kamla & Govind were indebted to him. Govind was a skilled tailor and with little investment he started his shop.  He was a ladies tailor and started with doing all odd altering jobs as well. Gradually he established himself in the area and things started looking good for him. God was kind and everything happened in one week flat. That is loan approval, shop, buying some equipment for him etc.

 

During that week, Vicky had come a shade closer to Adaa. Due to Vicky’s persuasion, she too added jogging to her routine apart from walking.  She enjoyed when saw Vicky taking quick glances at her bouncing boobs. So when Govind’s shop opened, Vicky asked Adaa to get the first suit stretched and if she found the stitching to be good, let the word spread. Goving took measurements very diligently and hence the business started.

 

Many flats in society were unoccupied. Two out of four on his floor were locked permanently. He had seen a couple staying there in the only other occupied flat. They had two daughters. The man was well built. The woman was above average in looks and cuves.  The man had an imposing physical presence and prudence demanded a wait and watch approach.

 

So on Monday, next day of opening shop, Kamla came at the usual time. Vicky was surprised.

 

V – Arrey kamla ji aap kyon aayi

 

K – kyon babuji, nikaal rahe ho kya.

 

V – arrey woh baat nahin, govind ji ki help bhi toh karni hai.

 

K – aapka kaam nipta ke wahan jaaungi.

 

V – Sirf mera ya Adaa ka bhi.

 

K – ji dono ka. Aapne itna saath diya hai.

 

V – dekho kamla, tum jhaadu pocha chhod do, sirf khana banaya karo. Koi maid dhoondh dena.

 

K – ji babuji.

 

On Monday itself, I and Mohammad were having lunch.  He brought kheer. I gorged on it. It was very tasty.

 

V – Syed ji you are damn lucky, Bhabhi is a great cook

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – meri taraf se thanks karna unko. Brahmino ki kheer kamzori hoti hai

 

He smiled and said “aap hee kar lena”

 

V – theek hai aap ghar jaake baat karwa dena

 

M – Karwani kya hai, aap hee kar lo and in a flash he gave me Adaa’s number.

 

As soon as I was alone, I called her up

 

A – hello

 

V – hello Adaa ji

 

A – kaun hai

 

V – lo ji ab hum kaun ho gaye

 

A – kaun hai

 

V – ji aapki cooking ke fan hain

 

A – oh Vicky ha ha – tum ho

 

V – ji main hoon. Aaj Syed ji ke liye jo kheer di thee usay khaane ka naseeb hua. Laajawab thee.

 

She giggles and says “Thank you thank you”

 

V – cook karne waali ke haath choomne ka dil karta hai

 

A – ha ha ha

 

V – aap bahut achhi cook nahin balki bahut khoobsoorat cook hain

 

A – thanks

 

V – chaahen toh number save kar lijiyega

 

A – pakka.

 

V – ek request hai

 

A – bolo

 

V – ek baar apne haath ko softly kiss kar lo. Main hota toh itni khoobsoorat cook ke haath zaroor kiss karta

 

She smiles and says “done”

 

Call ended.

 

In the morning when we met, I again thanked her for wonderful kheer and cooking in general.

 

V – Syed ji is very lucky to have such a beautiful wife who is such a great cook. Way to rule a man is through bedroom and his tummy.

 

She smiled.

 

At office the next day, just before lunch time, Mohammad called me

 

V – ji Syed sir

 

M – Aapki Bhabhi ne kaha hai ab se lunch hamaari taraf se aur jitni baar ho sake, ghar pe garma garam

 

V – but Syed ji meri vajah se aap ko ghaas phoos khaani padegi.

 

M – chalo iski bahane cholesterol kam ho jaayega

 

Thinking of seeing the gorgeous Adaa, I agreed.

 

So at lunch time, Mohammad & I left and were welcomed by the gorgeous Adaa in a saree. She looked ravishing.

 

The lunch spread was lavish and damn tasty. The cook looked a dish too.

 

V – Thanks Bhabhi ji for a lovely lunch

A – Welcome Vicky ji

 

V – Aap mujhe Vicky hee bulao, Bhabhi ka itna haq banta hai devar par

 

Both Syeds smiled.

 

A – welcome Vicky

 

V – that is better. Syed sir aapki kismet se rashk hai mujhe

 

M – kyon bhai

 

V – Itni sundar biwi jo itni achhi cook ho.

 

Both laughed.

 

Next morning too we met for our jogging session.

 

A – kya khaaoge devar ji

 

V – kya khilaogi Bhabhi ji

 

A – jo hum khilaayen khaaoge kya

 

V – jo hum khaana chaahen khilaaoge kya

 

Though she got the import of the sentence but played ignorant and said “vegetarian stuff hee hoga”

 

V – great.

 

As kamla came to cook breakfast she said “babu ji kal Adaa memsaab aapki tareef kar rahi theen”

 

V – “meri tareef”

 

K – ji kahe rahin theen ki aap kitne fit ho, hansmukh ho.

 

V – achha hai.  Waise kamla tum bhi kam fit nahin ho

 

Kamla smiles.

 

V – kahin bhi maas nahin latak raha. Sab kasa hua mamla hai.

 

She smiles and goes towards the kitchen.

 

V – Govind ne woh dress sil di thee Adaa ki

 

K – haan saab, bada man ho raha hai (she was having fun at my expense)

 

V – jaaneman dekhne ka man toh tumhe ho raha hai, bina pallu ke.

 

K – haaye daiya

 

V – (before it went out of hand) isliye kahe raha hoon ki agar dress pasand aa gayi toh woh aagey naam batayegi Govind ka.

 

K – ji saab.

 

She calls Govind and he confirms that he will be delivering it by 10am the same day.

 

K – saaab aapne bahut kiya hai hamaare liye. Thanks saab

 

V – koi baat nahin.

 

While serving breakfast, kamla bent forward causing pallu of saree to slip and showcased her mammary charms with a divine cleavage. She saw me eyeing those beauties. Eye contact made and then averted.

 

As I got out of the lift on the ground floor, there was a dusky beauty coming in. She was dressed in shorts and a camisole. She had a male servant carrying some bag behind her. We made eye contact, did a quick glance and left.  I noted that her lift stopped at the top floor.

 

So during the first half of the day, I chatted over whatsapp with my new found Bhabhi jaan and sent a slightly non-veg joke. She enjoyed it. The chat was nothing special barring her praises. Who doesn’t love to be praised.  She told me about the dress and I asked her to wear it.

 

In the afternoon, as she opened the door, my eyes did a double check. She was wearing a very risqué churidaar suit. She didn’t take dupatta and the boobs were so heavenly showcased in the kameez with a divine 3 inch cleavage. Was a sleeveless one and slit on sides was coming upto her hips. Salwar was very tight and highlighted her meaty thighs and heavy assglobes. She saw me eyeing her body and liked it.

 

She had cooked my favourite dishes. Mohammad didn’t like them but poor man had to eat.

On the dining table she was sitting acroos me and Mohamad on my side. All the while I was eyeing her body. Could make out she didn’t mind.

 

As the lunch ended, she got up took her plates and went to the kitchen. I picked mine and followed her. Mohammad told me to sit and she would take, I was adamant. As I entered the kitchen

 

A – arrey Vicky aap kyon aaye, main le aati

 

V – nahin main apni plates khud uthaata hoon.

 

Adaa smiled.

 

As we washed hands, I just lifted her hand and gave a small peck “lovely cooking”

 

Adaa smiled and said “thanks”

 

I came back to the dining table. She brought some rasgullas for desert.

 

Mohammad just got up to wash hands.

 

A – sweet dish time

 

V – dish toh sweet tab hogi jab Bhabhi aap khilaaoge apne haath se.

 

Adaa looked at the washroom door in the room and then placed one rasagulla in my mouth. While she was taking her fingers out, I managed to lick it a bit.

 

V – Bhabhi ab meri baari

 

Despite her saying no at first, I managed to feed her one with my hand. Good progress.

 

Mohammad came back from washroom and we enjoyed our secret.

 

 V – Bhabhi aapki koi bahen nahin hai chhoti

 

A – sabki shaadi ho gayi

 

V – Total loss.

 

Not knowing what was going on, the idiot Mohammad asked “iski bahene kyon”

 

A – Aap nahin samjhoge, devar Bhabhi ki baatein hain

 

We all laughed and we two left for office.

 

At night, I happened to cross the study room cum part time gym and could see sexy Bhabhi in balcony. Even from distance could make out it was her. I took my binoculars to notice that she had her mobile.  I called her.

 

A – Hi Vicky

 

V – Bhabhi kya hua itni raat ko balcony mein akele

 

A – ye so gaye hain

 

V – kya. Seedha news dekh ke so gaye ya phir news ke baad kuchh karke

 

A – chup badmash

 

V – Bhabhi seriously ek baat kahun

 

A – bol

 

V – aapke saamne Syed ji bujhi hui mombatti lagte hain. Kahan aap fuljhadi

 

A – chup kar. Bada aaya hai

 

Though she was sounding serious but I could see from my binoculars that she was smiling and playing with her pendant.

 

We spoke for another 10-12 minutes and I shared a few naughty jokes with her and as I was about to end.

 

V – Bhabhi ek cheez doonga, bura mat manna

 

A – bolo devar ji

 

V – muuuahh (I make a kiss sound on phone)

 

A – ye kyat ha

 

V – good night kiss. Aur kya. Aapko kya laga

 

A – Chup (could see her smiling) chal good night.

 

The next morning we met, smiled at each other, did our rounds and went our ways.

 

About 2 hours before lunch time, I sent a message to Bhabhi

 

V – Bhabhi wear your blue saree with white blouse today.

 

A – why

 

V – you look great in that.

 

A – aur baaki mein bekaar lagti hoon

 

V – Bhabhi aap bori bhi pahen lo toh kayamat lago.

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – aur haan halka jooda banana

 

A – hmmmm

 

My ogling of Adaa was increasing day by day. She was getting chirpier on being admired.

 

As the door opened, could see the damsel in the dress of my choice. She was looking casual and ravishing. The blouse was cut to expose charms and not hide it. She had flawless skin and it looked great as it was exposed.  Mohammad went it first, followed by Adaa and then me. I just moved a step ahed, whispered thanks in her ear and patted her lower back.

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She looked at me astonished but was enjoying these games deep down.

 

As we had lunch, I did not forget to praise her for her cooking again and also her looks and dress sense.

 

V – Bhabhi ji ab agar kisi din bhool jaaun toh maan lena ki maine tareef kar hee di hai. Implied hai ki aap great cook ho.

 

She smiled and said “thanks”

 

Post lunch followed her to the kitchen and kissed her hand again.

 

A – Devarji ye roz haath pe

 

V – Bhabhi ji jahan kaho wahan de doon

 

She blushes, while going out of the kitchen I just pat a couple of inches above her ass.

 

We reach office. Nothing special happens.

 

In the evening, as I return, get in to the lift with the same girl with whom I had crossed paths a few days back. Suddenly there is power outage and lift stops midway. Fortunately, they had installed 10-12 LED lights to ensure a minimum light for such exigencies. She panics, I ask her to stay calm and hold her hand. She manages to get some hold on herself.

 

Just to soothe her nerves, I introduce myself

 

V – Hi I am Vicky, staying on the 4th floor

 

She looks at me, shakes my hand and then tells her name, she is Jasleen.

 

V – lovely name.

 

J – thanks

 

V – saw you the other day, my day went off very well. Punjabi song sach ho gaya

 

J – which one

 

V – Sawere hoye ni Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga

 

She smiled.

 

V – aap kaunse floor pe ho

 

J – 7th and you

 

V – 4th. You live with your family or staying alone

 

J – oh we are a group of 4 friends. I am working in aaa company, it is a PR firm.

 

V – great

 

J – and you

 

V – Staying alone. Leading a team which is taking care of robotics/automation implementation at xxx company. Here for a few months. Residence Delhi

 

J – great. Are you an Engineer

 

V – Yes from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

J – wow

 

I had to mention all the facts to get a wow. Simpler method would have been showing my python and she would have said wow and opened her legs by now.

 

V – must say Jasleen you are very attractive.

 

J – Thanks

 

In the meantime the lift started again and gradually reached 4th floor.

 

V – Jasleen, don’t take chance, come to my house, have some water and then you may take stairs, you never know

 

J –hhmmmmmm. Ok

 

I invited her in, gave her some water to drink. Offered her juice. Had general chit chat, exchanged numbers and she left. Good progress for the day.

 

Called up parents, daily routine. Nothing major, all was fine.  Took bath, switched on TV and was killing time. Spoke with Sadaf and Mrs Kapoor and invited them to Manesar.

 

After some time Kamla came for preparing dinner.

 

V – kamla chaaye bana do. Doodh zyada daalna

 

K – ok saab. (she saw me eyeing her boobs while talking of milk)

 

V – Kamla aap apni chaaye bhi le aao aur aa jaao.

 

K – ji saab.

 

she brought her cup of tea and sat on the carpet. I tried to force her to sit on chair but she did not budge, after 2-3 attempts I  also let it be since it was a vantage point for me. I was wearing loose cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Nothing underneath.

 

V – kamla, aur graahak aaye Govind ke paas

 

K – ji saab, Adaa memsaab ne bahuton ko bataya. Parson se 8-10 naye graahak aa gaye.

 

V – kismet hai Govind ki. Naap ke bahaane haath pher leta hoga aur iske paise bhi milenge

 

Kamla laughs.

 

V – Kamla aap apne blouse silwaati thee ya Govind hee silta tha

 

K – koi aur tailor tha

 

V – phir toh woh bhi naap leta hoga aaram se. (I said while lechering looking at her boobs)

 

Kamla smiled.

 

V – Batao na

 

K – saab wohi jo aap soch rahe ho

 

V – maza aata hoga

 

K – hmmmm (and she started to leave)

 

I held her hand and made her stay back. Seeing her boobs and the talks, my python was almost 75% awake. She could see a huge tent in shorts and I could see a suppressed smile.

 

As she was cooking, I went behind her and stood with my hands on her shoulders.

 

K – saab !!

 

V – kya hua

 

K – aap hamaare liye bhagwaan jaise ho, ye na karo

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush nahin karogi. Soch lo, agar bhagwan ko khush kiya toh bhagwaan itna khush kardenge ki sabko bhool jaaogi

 

K – Nahin saab

 

I leaned into her, pressed my cock on her ass and whispered “Kamla, agar meri baat maan lene ka man, hai toh kal subah aa jaana, warna main sabko kahe doonga ki Govind ki help karne ke liye chali gayi”

 

She definitely felt the size on her hips.

 

Well as she left, she turned back to wear her slippers, I just lowered my shorts to flash my goods. For 2-3 seconds she was locked onto it. I raised it.

 

She went aghast.  I had dinner.

 

Was about time for Adaa to come in her balcony. She was again there.  Good possibilities.

 

Used binoculars to see if she had her mobile in her hand. She had.

 

V – Buddha so gaya

 

A – kaun budhha

 

V – Aapke shauhar

 

A – Buddha kyon

 

V – Itni hot biwi ko chhod ke alag baitha hai toh Buddha hee hua na

 

Could see her laughing.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – toh code name for syed is Buddha for now.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Kal Buddha Delhi ja raha hai for some meetings, lunch office mein kar loonga

 

A – nahin. Ghar pe aao

 

V – pakka?

 

A – haan devar ji

 

V – akele mein devar Bhabhi ke saath masti kar gaya toh

 

A – mujhe pata hai mera devar sayaana hai

 

V  - aur mujhe pata hai ki meri Bhabhi hot hai

 

She sent smileys

 

V – Bhabhi

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – good night kiss nahin dogi

 

A – muuuahhh mmuuaahh smileys were sent

 

V – Buddhe ke saath Jodi nahin jachti aapki

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Aapko akele mein Adaa bula sakta hoon

 

A – kyon Bhabhi achhi nahin lagti

 

V – Bhabhi toh bahut achhi lagti hai but Adaa zyada close hogi

 

A – done

 

Next morning Kamla didn’t come but sent a message that she would come next morning. Immense possibilities.

 

I went to the factory, had something for breakfast in factory mess.

 

While going through some papers which Mohammad’s junior had brought to study some part of production line, I realized that Mohammad Syed had committed some irregularities or was plain stupid to order such items.

 

It was like him ordering Rolls Royce for one person to travel in super crowded lanes of Chandni Chowk. A two wheeler would have sufficed.

 

I went in great detail and clicked a few pics and realized why the company was not being productive enough. Too much wasteful expenditure done in past for low results. My next 3 hours went in deep diving into the issue. So engrossed was I that didn’t realise that it was time for lunch. Mohammad was to be out for tonight as well and only to return next evening. Since I was not sure of the financial bungling part, I focused on the technical blunders only. But it was far too obvious to anyone.

 

I got a call from Adaa asking if I am coming. In all this I had forgotten about my lunch date.  Left for the lunch, picked up some flowers on way and was standing in front of her door in a few minutes.

 

My Adaa opened the door, dressed to kill in a set of leggings and sleeveless top.

 

I gave her flowers “for my sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan..”

 

A – thank you devar ji

 

V – Bhabhi jaan aaj toh kayamat lag rahi ho

 

A – socha thoda modern ho jaaun ki buddh ghar pe nahin hai

 

We both laughed aloud.

 

A – chalo pahele lunch kar len.

 

V – ji Bhabhi jaaaaaaaannn

 

She turned and smiled while going to the kitchen

 

As lunch was being served on the table.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaan aaj aap khilaao apne haathon se

 

She looked at me questioningly and then said hmmmmm

 

She started feeding me, I was savouring the momement.

 

A – aaj ye nahin hain toh khoob masti soojh rahi hai.

 

V – Buddhe ke saamne karke dikhaaun?

 

A – arrey nahin nahin. Bahut khoosat hai Buddha

 

V – choon nahin karega

 

A – itni himmat hai mere devar ji mein

 

V – apni sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaaan ke liye sab kuchh

 

She smiled and got up to bring sweets. She knew my weakness for mithai.

 

Took one to pop the kaju barfi in my mouth. I stopped her.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaaan aise nahin

 

A – phir kaise

 

V – (I made her sit on the sofa and placed my head in her lap) ab khilao

 

A – Vicky ye kya hai

 

V – kya hua Bhabhi

 

A – a a a kuchh nahin

 

Her breathing was getting heavier and she fed me 3-4 kaju barfis. I lapped up all and in the meanwhile licked her fingers too. 

 

V – Adaa?

 

A – hmm?

 

V – love you

 

She smiled.

 

V – Budhha toh hai nahin, dinner akele karogi?

 

A – hmmmmm. Tum aa jaana.

 

V – ok done. Yaar aaj meri maid bhi chhutti par hai.

[Dreamer0410]

She looked at me astonished but was enjoying these games deep down.

 

As we had lunch, I did not forget to praise her for her cooking again and also her looks and dress sense.

 

V – Bhabhi ji ab agar kisi din bhool jaaun toh maan lena ki maine tareef kar hee di hai. Implied hai ki aap great cook ho.

 

She smiled and said “thanks”

 

Post lunch followed her to the kitchen and kissed her hand again.

 

A – Devarji ye roz haath pe

 

V – Bhabhi ji jahan kaho wahan de doon

 

She blushes, while going out of the kitchen I just pat a couple of inches above her ass.

 

We reach office. Nothing special happens.

 

In the evening, as I return, get in to the lift with the same girl with whom I had crossed paths a few days back. Suddenly there is power outage and lift stops midway. Fortunately, they had installed 10-12 LED lights to ensure a minimum light for such exigencies. She panics, I ask her to stay calm and hold her hand. She manages to get some hold on herself.

 

Just to soothe her nerves, I introduce myself

 

V – Hi I am Vicky, staying on the 4th floor

 

She looks at me, shakes my hand and then tells her name, she is Jasleen.

 

V – lovely name.

 

J – thanks

 

V – saw you the other day, my day went off very well. Punjabi song sach ho gaya

 

J – which one

 

V – Sawere hoye ni Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga

 

She smiled.

 

V – aap kaunse floor pe ho

 

J – 7th and you

 

V – 4th. You live with your family or staying alone

 

J – oh we are a group of 4 friends. I am working in aaa company, it is a PR firm.

 

V – great

 

J – and you

 

V – Staying alone. Leading a team which is taking care of robotics/automation implementation at xxx company. Here for a few months. Residence Delhi

 

J – great. Are you an Engineer

 

V – Yes from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

J – wow

 

I had to mention all the facts to get a wow. Simpler method would have been showing my python and she would have said wow and opened her legs by now.

 

V – must say Jasleen you are very attractive.

 

J – Thanks

 

In the meantime the lift started again and gradually reached 4th floor.

 

V – Jasleen, don’t take chance, come to my house, have some water and then you may take stairs, you never know

 

J –hhmmmmmm. Ok

 

I invited her in, gave her some water to drink. Offered her juice. Had general chit chat, exchanged numbers and she left. Good progress for the day.

 

Called up parents, daily routine. Nothing major, all was fine.  Took bath, switched on TV and was killing time. Spoke with Sadaf and Mrs Kapoor and invited them to Manesar.

 

After some time Kamla came for preparing dinner.

 

V – kamla chaaye bana do. Doodh zyada daalna

 

K – ok saab. (she saw me eyeing her boobs while talking of milk)

 

V – Kamla aap apni chaaye bhi le aao aur aa jaao.

 

K – ji saab.

 

she brought her cup of tea and sat on the carpet. I tried to force her to sit on chair but she did not budge, after 2-3 attempts I  also let it be since it was a vantage point for me. I was wearing loose cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Nothing underneath.

 

V – kamla, aur graahak aaye Govind ke paas

 

K – ji saab, Adaa memsaab ne bahuton ko bataya. Parson se 8-10 naye graahak aa gaye.

 

V – kismet hai Govind ki. Naap ke bahaane haath pher leta hoga aur iske paise bhi milenge

 

Kamla laughs.

 

V – Kamla aap apne blouse silwaati thee ya Govind hee silta tha

 

K – koi aur tailor tha

 

V – phir toh woh bhi naap leta hoga aaram se. (I said while lechering looking at her boobs)

 

Kamla smiled.

 

V – Batao na

 

K – saab wohi jo aap soch rahe ho

 

V – maza aata hoga

 

K – hmmmm (and she started to leave)

 

I held her hand and made her stay back. Seeing her boobs and the talks, my python was almost 75% awake. She could see a huge tent in shorts and I could see a suppressed smile.

 

As she was cooking, I went behind her and stood with my hands on her shoulders.

 

K – saab !!

 

V – kya hua

 

K – aap hamaare liye bhagwaan jaise ho, ye na karo

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush nahin karogi. Soch lo, agar bhagwan ko khush kiya toh bhagwaan itna khush kardenge ki sabko bhool jaaogi

 

K – Nahin saab

 

I leaned into her, pressed my cock on her ass and whispered “Kamla, agar meri baat maan lene ka man, hai toh kal subah aa jaana, warna main sabko kahe doonga ki Govind ki help karne ke liye chali gayi”

 

She definitely felt the size on her hips.

 

Well as she left, she turned back to wear her slippers, I just lowered my shorts to flash my goods. For 2-3 seconds she was locked onto it. I raised it.

 

She went aghast.  I had dinner.

 

Was about time for Adaa to come in her balcony. She was again there.  Good possibilities.

 

Used binoculars to see if she had her mobile in her hand. She had.

 

V – Buddha so gaya

 

A – kaun budhha

 

V – Aapke shauhar

 

A – Buddha kyon

 

V – Itni hot biwi ko chhod ke alag baitha hai toh Buddha hee hua na

 

Could see her laughing.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – toh code name for syed is Buddha for now.

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Kal Buddha Delhi ja raha hai for some meetings, lunch office mein kar loonga

 

A – nahin. Ghar pe aao

 

V – pakka?

 

A – haan devar ji

 

V – akele mein devar Bhabhi ke saath masti kar gaya toh

 

A – mujhe pata hai mera devar sayaana hai

 

V  - aur mujhe pata hai ki meri Bhabhi hot hai

 

She sent smileys

 

V – Bhabhi

 

A – hmmmm

 

V – good night kiss nahin dogi

 

A – muuuahhh mmuuaahh smileys were sent

 

V – Buddhe ke saath Jodi nahin jachti aapki

 

A – hmmmmm

 

V – Aapko akele mein Adaa bula sakta hoon

 

A – kyon Bhabhi achhi nahin lagti

 

V – Bhabhi toh bahut achhi lagti hai but Adaa zyada close hogi

 

A – done

 

Next morning Kamla didn’t come but sent a message that she would come next morning. Immense possibilities.

 

I went to the factory, had something for breakfast in factory mess.

 

While going through some papers which Mohammad’s junior had brought to study some part of production line, I realized that Mohammad Syed had committed some irregularities or was plain stupid to order such items.

 

It was like him ordering Rolls Royce for one person to travel in super crowded lanes of Chandni Chowk. A two wheeler would have sufficed.

 

I went in great detail and clicked a few pics and realized why the company was not being productive enough. Too much wasteful expenditure done in past for low results. My next 3 hours went in deep diving into the issue. So engrossed was I that didn’t realise that it was time for lunch. Mohammad was to be out for tonight as well and only to return next evening. Since I was not sure of the financial bungling part, I focused on the technical blunders only. But it was far too obvious to anyone.

 

I got a call from Adaa asking if I am coming. In all this I had forgotten about my lunch date.  Left for the lunch, picked up some flowers on way and was standing in front of her door in a few minutes.

 

My Adaa opened the door, dressed to kill in a set of leggings and sleeveless top.

 

I gave her flowers “for my sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan..”

 

A – thank you devar ji

 

V – Bhabhi jaan aaj toh kayamat lag rahi ho

 

A – socha thoda modern ho jaaun ki buddh ghar pe nahin hai

 

We both laughed aloud.

 

A – chalo pahele lunch kar len.

 

V – ji Bhabhi jaaaaaaaannn

 

She turned and smiled while going to the kitchen

 

As lunch was being served on the table.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaan aaj aap khilaao apne haathon se

 

She looked at me questioningly and then said hmmmmm

 

She started feeding me, I was savouring the momement.

 

A – aaj ye nahin hain toh khoob masti soojh rahi hai.

 

V – Buddhe ke saamne karke dikhaaun?

 

A – arrey nahin nahin. Bahut khoosat hai Buddha

 

V – choon nahin karega

 

A – itni himmat hai mere devar ji mein

 

V – apni sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaaan ke liye sab kuchh

 

She smiled and got up to bring sweets. She knew my weakness for mithai.

 

Took one to pop the kaju barfi in my mouth. I stopped her.

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaaan aise nahin

 

A – phir kaise

 

V – (I made her sit on the sofa and placed my head in her lap) ab khilao

 

A – Vicky ye kya hai

 

V – kya hua Bhabhi

 

A – a a a kuchh nahin

 

Her breathing was getting heavier and she fed me 3-4 kaju barfis. I lapped up all and in the meanwhile licked her fingers too. 

 

V – Adaa?

 

A – hmm?

 

V – love you

 

She smiled.

 

V – Budhha toh hai nahin, dinner akele karogi?

 

A – hmmmmm. Tum aa jaana.

 

V – ok done. Yaar aaj meri maid bhi chhutti par hai.

 

I went back to the factory and took even greater interest in those papers. Adaa was worth all that and much more.  In another couple of hours, I had enough on him to either get him jailed or at the least get him fired from the organization.  I kept it to myself and left for the day.

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AS I reached home, thought of sexy Jasleen on 7th floor and just sent her a simple hi on whatsapp.

 

After a few minutes got hi in response

 

V – just checking if number you gave was genuine

 

J – smileys

 

V – so at home or office

 

J – office

 

V – Jasleen, if you don’t mind can we meet over walk post dinner. Ice cream on me

 

She waited for a few seconds to respond and then said “done”

 

Chalo with two dates in bag one for dinner and one post dinner, I went ahead with the routine.

 

At around 8pm pressed the door bell. I was wearing my cotton shorts and t-shirt. No undies. As Adaa opened the door I instinctively hugged her. I was a long hug.

 

I looked at her and whistled. She was wearing a very sensuous top and tight white leggings.

 

V – Adaa maal lag rahi ho

 

A – thanks

 

I had brought a pen drive with some good slow instrumentals. Played on her system and asked her for a dance. She looked at me and then came along. We held each other and soon were moving in a nice rhythm.  I had a hand on her lower back and held the other hand with the other one, typical dance pose. After a few minutes, I moved both hands on her lower back forcing her to hold my shoulders.

 

V – Adaa soch hum aise dance kar rahe hon aur Buddha wahan baith ke dekh raha ho

 

She laughed and said “bhool jaao”

 

V – agar kar diya toh

 

A – maan jaaungi

 

V – simple maanogi nahin balki kuch stakes.  Say allowing me to kiss you or you let me suck ur boobs etc. koi motivation toh ho

 

A – ha ha ha, kitne gande khyaal apnhi Bhabhi ke baare mein (she took in stride)

 

V – par aap toh sexy Bhabhi jaaaaaan ho aur main Buddha nahin hoon.

 

A – dekhenge…….

 

We had dinner with her feeding me again. For sweeets she got rasmalai.

 

V – meri rasmalai has got me rasmalai. Hmmmm

 

She smiled and sat on the sofa thinking I will come for sweets the same way as in afternoon.

 

V – Adaa thoda change hai.

 

I pulled her and make her lay on the sofa. Slightly pulled up her navel exposing top and poured some ras of rasmalai on her navel and before she could respond, sucked it from there and she let out a moan “aaah”

 

As she opened her eyes she saw my super erect cock in my shorts. She was just surprised at the size of the tent formed.

 

A – ye kyaa thaa

 

V – naya tareeka

 

A – but Vicky…

 

V – pasand aaya

 

A – Vicky?

 

V – mujhe mast laga, makhan skin pe ras malayi Bhabhi jaaaaaan

 

A – tum itna lamba jaaaan kyon bolte ho

 

V – kyonki tu meri jaan ho. Jaaan

 

She blushed and asked me to leave, perhaps thinking of consequences of if I stayed there.

As I was leaving, I turned around and asked for the good night kiss. She offered her cheek, I pinned her to the wall and gave her the juiciest of pecks on her cheeks. I left.

 

I reached home, just had a relook in the mirror called up Jasleen for the walk and we agreed to meet in a few minutes.

 

It was a regular walk, had some ice-cream, she was trying to give an impression that she was some great PR agent. Had done some homework on her and her friends. Let us say there were very social.  Nothing major happened but we promised to meet more often.

 

As clock struck 12, I was about to sleep but received a good night message on Whatsapp from Jasleen.

 

V – thanks for the walk. Lovely company. Beautiful companion

 

J – I loved it too.

 

V – how about another round right now

 

J – mushkil hai

 

V – you looked smoking hot in ur shorts and top

 

J – thanks. control control

 

V – kisi din control karna mushkil ho jaayega

 

J – dekhenge phir

 

V – darling you have a great figure. Your BF is a lucky bastard

 

J – no BF

 

V – darling mujh se jhoot mat bolo. If no BF then atleast friends with benefits

 

J – hmmmmm

 

V- if you not feeling sleepy, neeche aa jao, in my house, coffee peete hain

 

J – haan zarooor !! very smart ! control

 

 I send smileys and then send some good night kisses.

 

She sends smileys back.

 

Good progress.

 

Next morning Kamla doesn’t turn ups again and sends a message for next day. I went to office and at around 1130am Mohammad turned up in office.

 

I saw him and asked him for a private time. We met in a small room.  Unknown to him I put my recording option “on” in my mobile phone. 

 

I confronted him with papers and facts on those purchases.

 

M – Vicky main mar jaaunga. Isko daba do

 

V – but kyon dabaun

 

M – pls

 

V – dekho mujhe koi farak nahin padta if the machine purchased earlier was of 5 lacs or 50crores but you will not mess with my project delivery

 

M – ok

 

We had a long discussion and it was made clear to him that I would call the shots from here on. 

 

In one hour meeting, Mohammad had aged by 10years.

 

I got back to my workstation and saved the recording. It was invaluable and was duly sent to a few email ids of mine.

 

As we reached his home for lunch, I hugged Adaa in front of him, she was getting uncomfortable but smiled. Saw Mohammad who saw us hugging and went to the other room

 

V – maanti ho jaan. Buddha chup hai

 

A – chup (she giggled and went to the kitchen)

 

I followed her and hugged her from behind.

 

A – chhodo na

 

V – nahin. I gyrated my cock on her ass.

 

She squirmed.

 

Adaa was wearing a saree with a very sexily cut blouse. As she was serving food, she asked “devar ji kuchh piyoge”

 

I unabashedly looked at her boobs and said “taaza doodh”

 

V – “pilaaogi Bhabhi taaza doodh”

 

A – Apne bhaiya se pooch lo

 

Mohammad looked at me, he had rightly guessed that if he allowed me full access to Adaa, I would keep quiet and go back post the project.

 

M – Arrey Adaa pila do jo Vicky ji kahe rahe hain.

 

She looked at me bewildered. As the lunch ended, I made her feed me sweets with her hands in front of Mohammad.

 

While leaving, I asked for a hug again, she looked at Mohammad who indicated nothing. Adaa had her back towards Mohammad and hugged me. It was a long hug and my hands rested on her ass globes. Mohammad looked at the hands and then away. As my hands touched her ass, she looked back only to see Mohd turning his head away. She was surprised. 

 

V – sir aap zara neeche chaliye, main Bhabhi jaaaaaaan se baat karke aaya

 

“Ok Vicky” and he moved down

 

V – maan gayi meri jaan

 

A – but kaise

 

V – bas buddhe ko samajh aa gaya hai ki jawan biwi ko Vicky sambhal lega toh izzat bachi rahegi

 

She giggled.

 

I lifted her face and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

 

V- Abhi ke liye soft kiss bahut hai, lambi waali bhi doonga.  dekhti jaao, Buddha tujhe mere ghar bhejega dinner karwaane ke liye. Aaogi

 

A – hmmmm

 

As I entered the car, Mohd asked me

 

M – Vicky papers mat kisi ke haath lagne dena

 

V – Syed ji papers toh public domain mein hain, main iska scam kya hai wo nahin bataunga

 

M – promise

 

V – haan. But shart hai ek

 

M – Samajh gaya hoon – ok. Waise bhi I am not much interested in her.

 

We reached the factory.  The day went with Mohd checking with me a couple of times about me not sharing the scam.

 

As we reached back, I mentioned to Mohd that I will have to fend for my dinner.

 

Immediately he said “ghar aa jaao, will tell Adaa”

 

V – ok and tell her to look smoking hot.

 

M – yaar mere saamne mat karo

 

V – I know you like it Mohd

 

I looked straight in his eyes. 

 

He shifted his gaze elsewhere. Point made.

 

After going through my evening routine, I went to meet Adaa.  She was truly looking smoking hot.  I hugged her tight and hands were on her ass globes and I pressed them luxuriously. 

 

V – Bhabhi jaaaaan you looking smoking hot.

 

She was wearing a black Arabian pyjama and a short sleeveless top exposing her navel and showcasing big bosom.

 

V – Syed sir, Bhabhi jaan is looking red hot.

 

M – It is between Bhabhi and Devar.

 

V – Adaa ek minute aana

 

I called her by name, showing my dominance. She came.

 

V – Adaa thoda paani chahiye.

A – abhi laayi

 

I went after her and this time hugged her.

 

A – Buddha aa jaayega

 

V – aane do. Kuchh nahin kahega.

 

I licked her face from side.

 

A – ye kya hai.

 

V – itna kuchh sirf Namaste karne ke liye nahin kar raha hoon. Samjhi

 

A – hmmmmm

 

As I walked out, I pressed her ass. Showing my dominance and her submission to my antics.

 

I sat with Mohd and Adaa joined us.

 

V – Syed ji dance karne ka man ho raha hai Adaa ke saath. You mind

 

M – karo yaar, koi problem nahin.

 

V – slow dance hai, close hona padhta hai

 

M – I know, enjoy as long as Adaa ko problem nahin hai

 

Before Adaa could say anything, I pulled her to the “floor” and said “Bhabhi toh meri jaan hai – koi problem nahin hogi”

 

We started dancing with my hands on her upper hips and hers on my shoulders, I pulled her in to crash her boobs on my chest and my hands moved to squarely rest on her ass globes. I pressed her globes more and could see Mohd rubbing her cock every now and then over his trousers.

 

I turned her around to have her ass on my cock and my hands just under her rack. I kissed the nape of her neck. She was seeing her so called hubby. He shifted his gaze and then looked back to show as if he saw nothing wrong in our Normal dance.

 

As luck would have it, as things were steaming up further, got a call from my parents over some issue, nothing major. It is just that I had to go back to my flat to tell them some account number.

 

I left with phone still on.

 

As the job was done. I called Adaa

 

V – jaaan

 

A – haan ji

 

V – khaana toh khila do

 

A – aap chale gaye thhe

 

V – emergency mein aana pada.aap khana le aao

 

A – bartan pade hain

 

V – Buddha kar lega. Tum aa jaao. Wohi dress pahen ke

 

A – Inko kya bolungi

 

V – jo maine kaha hai, maan jaayega. Phone de, saath chhodne aayega

 

Adaa giggles and gives it to Mohd

 

M – haan Vicky ji

 

V – speaker mode mein daalo

 

Mohd complies.

 

V – Mohd sir, zara Adaa ko le aaiye mujhe khaana khilaane. Aap chhod jaana. Free hokar main waapas chhodne aa jaaunga. Bartan dekh lena aap.

 

M – ok

 

In a few minutes had the sexy Adaa and Mohd on my door. I hugged Adaa and indicated Mohd to leave after keeping the utensils. He complied.

 

As Adaa was looking at the leaving Mohammad, I pulled her close and started with pressing his lips to hers. Slight parting of his lips ensured that now my tongue was licking her lips. First the top one, then the bottom one.  She was enjoying the salivation of her lips by my tongue. The continued onslaught ensured that she too parted her lips and let the two tongues talk to each other directly.  I then took her upper lip between his lips and licked the lip and then the same process was adopted for the lower one.

 

Process in management jargon is known as a series of steps giving the same output everytime.

 

In this case also, licking of upper and lower lip was giving same pleasure to her.

 

As the passion increased, they were now sucking right from each others mouth. With his tongue almost intertwined with hers. This was by a country mile the best kiss she ever had. Mohammad could manage lip to lip at best.  This man knew how to pleasure a woman and then thinking of his tool and what it will do, her pussy was in monsoon season.

 

The kiss continued for good 4-5 minutes and she was week in knees and wet in pussy.

 

As he broke the kiss, looked at her and then asked “did you like it’

 

She could only manage a smile in return.

 

Now he hugged her again and said “meri banogi” (will you be mine)

 

A shy hmm was the response.

 

A – pahele pet Pooja, baaki kaam dooja

I agreed. She was here for long haul.

 

She was feeding me with her hands and I was massaging her boobs, licking her hands, pressing her thighs etc. She was enjoying it to the hilt.

 

For sweet dish she had got some small rasagullas. I made her hold one in her lips and then sucked from there. The chaashni was on her lips, licked it too.

 

Aaah she moaned.

 

V - Jaan abhi toh party shuru hui hai. Buddhe ko bol de ki late ho jaayegi. Wo so jaayen

 

A – kya kahe rahe ho

 

V – phone le toh sahi, bol toh sahi.

 

A – ji Vicky ji kahe rahe hain ki raat ho gayi hai yahin ruk jaaun

 

M – hmmmm. Theek hai

 

A – subah aaungi. (trying to make him say to come back)

 

M – ok.

 

Adaa turned only to find Vicky sitting on a stool and she moved to him. I pulled her on the stool to sit with her back towards me.

 

He had positioned himself behind her and his hands were now softly massaging her boobs and the kisses continued on her shoulders.  She had lovely boobs, more than a handful, had the firmness but were very soft. 

 

The thumb and index finger played with her nipples, tweaking them and pinching the boobs to glory.  She was feeling new sensations which she never had.  A couple of her so called boyfriends couldn’t do anything with her. They were not remotely sophisticated as Vicky.  Vicky kept on playing with her boobs over the top and wetted her collar bones with his saliva.

 

She was leaning back into him, he just turned her around sideways enough to kiss her on lips. His expertise in the field of kissing was too much for her.  The guys she had kissed before only focused on pressing lips with lips and nothing more.  He gave her a whole new meaning and understanding of the kiss.  He kissed her on the upper lip and then moved to lower lip.  The reverse process was followed by the tongue moving from lower to upper and then it all moved to tongue and tongue summit. She herself never imagined that the tongue could be so nicely used while kissing.    

 

He then turned her further towards himself to so that their crotches were facing each other and fighting for space on the smallish stool.  It also meant that the python was in close contact with her love nest.  He had pulled the stool a bit more back so that her back could rest on back of a sofa and he started to lick her neck, face and other parts of her exposed body.  With one hand he rubbed her pussy mounds leading her to moan “hmmmmm.”

 

He made her arch even further and lifted her top from the bottom and raised it upto just below her boobs.  The flat tummy with sexy silky soft skin and an inviting deep navel came into focus.

 

Vicky licked every inch of her flatboard tummy and caused her to feel never before sensations with some tingling feeling in her loins.  The fingers were causing a lot of misery even with covering of the cloth.

 

She had fingered herself a few times but this was so much better.  She felt her pussy getting moist and the moistness being transferred to the panty. She got up and ran away from him. Vicky cornered her.

 

He closed the door behind him and went for the attack.  For good 7-8 minutes he kissed her with her back on the main wooden door. The kissing was very passionate.  Both tongues licked each other clean and licked each other lips’ as well.  It was a very good match with each one out to extract best from each other.  The lower lip and upper lips were licked clean of any thing they may have had.  The kissing was following some sort of pattern it started out pretty violently and then petered out. After some soft smooching they again picked up the momentum.  The boobs were mercilessly pressed and kneaded.  His hands also kneaded the ass globes.   She on the other hand reached out for his cock and pressed it over his lowers. 

 

As they broke away panting for breath, they attacked each others clothes and within a few seconds flat the two sets of clothes were on the floor and Adaa ran naked towards the bedroom.  Vicky was not going to be left behind and he too followed her.  She tried to playfully close the door of the bedroom (much against her heart & mind) but Vicky was too quick to allow it to happen and reached inside.  She went to a corner and tried to be away from Vicky.  It was a game of cat and mouse.  The room was pretty big and the bed was not aligned to any edge which meant it can room for movement on all the four sides.  Around a couple of feet worth of room at the headside.  She reached the far end of the bed and as he tried to come close to her she moved to the other side.  Vicky got up to reach the centre of the bed and stood their proudly. He was in his birthday suit.  The tool was hanging and dangling proudly. Him standing on the bed and Adaa on the floor meant that the lady was seeing it at her eye level.  She was just mesimerized.  It was too big.

 

It felt when he gyrated it over her pyjamas, but now it was enormous.

 

The boobs were jumping in all directions when she was running around the bed causing the tool to awake from its slumber.  The boobs were trying to fly to glory but held back by some mechanism.  She had very little bush and loved shaving it perhaps.  The boobs were big and had light brown aerolas and nippies.  The skin was glowing and Vicky had felt it earlier was like silk.  The wavy hair strands running across her face were looking magical.  As she stood mesimerised by the semi conscious piston she had her hands of her hips and involuntarily licked her lips. 

 

As Vicky moved towards her from the centre of the bed position, the wanton slut in her moved forward. She was in trance after seeing the tool, much as so many before her and many more to come.  He went close to her and patted gently on her head and moved his hand on her head as one does to a pet.  These subtle gestures had defined his domination.  Very gently she moved her head forward and planted a soft kiss on the tool head with her hand moving to grasp the base of the tool. 

 

She was standing one the floor and he was on the bed.  Gradually the natural course took over and she opened her mouth and the hand started the up and down movements.  The big intruder, quite bigger than her husband’s, found its way in her mouth and she started the sucking the huge tool.  It was very difficult for her to accommodate the tool head but still she had managed to adjust somehow.  After a few attempts she managed to suck it a bit nicely.  Was able to take in about 4 inches worth of meat in but smoked it pretty nicely. The remainder of the cock was being serviced by the hand.  She was using a good combination of tongue and general sucking in to service the tool.  It was a very good way of doing it.  He was enjoying it. 

 

After a few minutes she apparently got tired of stroking and smoking but did not get tired of holding it.  Vicky got down to his knees and then they were a bit similar in height.  He then embraced her and played with her boobs.  She tried to kiss him but he avoided it.  He then led her to the bathroom and made clean her mouth and as she did, he kissed her with some serious passion.  The passion was too much to be resisted by her.  She didn’t want to resist it either.

 

He sat on the commode seat (with the lid down) and rubbed some soap on his tool which was rock hard as expected.  She came forward to meet him and match the love making.  Vicky was seated and she had to have her legs on either side of him and outside of his legs.  She moved her pussy down to meet the tip of the cock.  After a few trys she felt tired and helpless as the position was not very comfortable for her and the pussy was not gripping the tool very nicely.  For him though the position was good as the boobs hit his face nicely but for the intercourse it was not very conducive.

 

Suddenly both were looking at each other due to the uncomfortable predicament that they were in. 

 

Necessity is the mother of invention.

 

The wanton slut brought two very small plastic stools and placed them at the either side of his leg.  This meant she could stretch a bit easily and control her movements better.  With a better grip on the handle on the adjacent wall for hanging towels etc, she could force herself on his tool with more vigour and make it hit her hard deep inside.  Vicky was also happy since her full bossom hit his face quite regularly and he could also control her movements by holding her from the waist. 

 

Sometimes he would make her go slow to lick and suck her boobs.

 

Sometimes he would let her hit him with her lovely juicy pillows.

 

To complement her movement, he decided to put a finger in her anus.  Such swift was the movement of his hands that he caught her offguard and startled her.  As she realized the import of the double penetration, she started enjoying it further.

 

Gradually the momentum increased with both trying to match each other’s movement.  The crotch came up to meet the other crotch’s downward journey. The gravity was having its effect with the tool hitting her deep inside.  It was much better than on the bed, though a bit uncomfortable, since she was being touched at places untouched hitherto.

 

In the excitement of the forbidden act, she came quite soon.  The moment was one to savour as she stopped during cumming with her boobs right on his face.  He nibbled on the nipples and shook her boobs from side to side.

 

Vicky was not done as yet.  He got up from the commode seat and sat on the floor near the bath tub.  He switched on the hand held shower and made his tool wet.  After she had recovered from the after effects of an orgasm, she looked at him only to find him looking at her with a look asking her to join him there.

 

She was ever willing.  One nod of the head and she picked up the soap bar.  As if a natural reaction, she started rubbing soap bar on the big tool.   A bit of water and soap rubs ensured some decent lather formation on his piston.  He then indicated her to sit anal down on the cock and thus the anal fucking started.  15 minutes of gravity assisted anal screwing ensured that both cummed at the same time.

 

V – chal aa jaan, aur masti karte hain  (pulled her under shower)

 

Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies.  Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he enjoyed it like never before.  He continued kissing her with the hands mauling the ass globes.  A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love.  This was magical – both thought.  He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love nest and kissed it continuously.  The combined effect of tongue and water on her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch.  For balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her pubic region.  The devar had just started and the Bhabhi was getting jittery.

 

During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the other played with his head hair.

 

The shower continued. 

 

He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her feet.  From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and stomach.  The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and rounds of soap rubs.  He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender neck.  The creamy white ivory skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.

 

He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso, back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick suck. 

 

The shower was off. 

 

He also took a soap and both started soaping each other.  What a erotic cleansing frenzy both were in. 

 

After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with an insatiable sexual hunger.  The two pairs of eyes said it all.  Adaa  was standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her.  He took the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy.  He lifted her one leg and tried to push the dick in.  Thanks to the lather lubrication, due to previous fuck a short while back the dick was easily able to find its way in.

 

Soon he developed a rhythm, Adaa also started gyrating to the beat of the tool hitting her innermost walls.  She in turn was hitting the bathroom wall.  Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower.  He held her shoulders and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her nape of neck.  This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that much more pleasurable.  This time both felt the familiar tingling in their reproductive organs and came at the same time.  She shivered and tightened the grip around his waist with her lifted leg.  He also withdrew his tool and let the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs.  With both legs on ground she felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.

 

Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor.  The shower was switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region.  He lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and on his tool.  The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool back to attention within no time.  The contact of wet bodies also helped the soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack.  However, he had a change of heart.  With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the floor on her back with her legs on his either side.  The shower came directly on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away.  He moved ahead to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips.  The pressure on boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was making her go wild.  For good measure he had started fingering her pussy.  He was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.

 

He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy.  The continued pressure on the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs and boobies was making it too good to be true for her.  He continued applying the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons.  The kid knew how to go about it.  As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking her cunt for good measure.  The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was giving her love shivers.  After about 10-15minutes of such continued love pressure, she gave in.  She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist, her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor.  The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy.  Her head swayed from side to side and her body shivered.  By now Vicky had known the reason of this state.  She had cum and he hadn’t.   The young man had cummed once and the experienced lady had cummed multiple times.  Vicky did have some staying power. 

 

As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her love juice.  He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those.  The digits invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his dick on her rear entry.  The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder with some fear.  He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also on the rear entry and started the invasion. 

 

Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up.  The inner walls stuck to the beloved tool.  He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of the hanging melons.   Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third was out and then pushed in.  Likewise he started the motion and gained momentum.  The tool was hitting her deep.  The ass hole invasion meant that she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger.  The lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were coming in for some special continued mauling.  He again held her mane and continued giving powerful thrusts.  She felt the hits becoming harder and she had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the big hits were making her grunt.  For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady.  

 

Both cummed at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering, bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it.  She felt tired and lay down on the floor.  He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole with his rich semen.  He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have been covered.  Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies intertwined as creepers. 

 

After a few minutes of laying on the floor, I got up and lifted Adaa on my shoulder and took her to the bedroom and placed her there.

 

A – Thanks Vicky, bahut mazaa aa gaya

 

V – Chal moonh khol

 

She complied. Like with so many others, the randi registration process was initiated and she gulped my spit with glee as if I had given her some sanjivni booti.

 

We were in our birthday suits, covered by a thin bedsheet.

 

V – ye chutiye buddhe se shaadi kyon ki             

 

A – paisa bahut hai iske paas. Main ghar ki 4th ladki hoon, gharwaalon ne chipka diya.

 

V – matlab teri aur bahene bhi hain, tere jaisee sexy?

 

A – oh yes

 

V – lovely

 

A – man bhar gaya mujhse (she smiled)

 

V – nahin jaan. Tu toh meri randi hai.

 

A – thanks maalik

 

V – yaar ek baat bataa, yaa toh mere saath hee aisa case hai ya phir universal truth hoga, jitni sexy '. bandi hogi, utna hee duffer uska pati hoga.

 

A – kitnee dekh lee

 

V – 4-5, aur sirf dekhi nahin.

 

A – tum chale jaaoge 4-5 mahino mein, phir kya hoga

 

V – arrey don’t worry, hamari maintenance chalegi company ke saath, 3 saal, main hee aunga and will ensure your Buddha will  make me stay every time and gift you to me.

 

A – sach !!

 

V – tera koi BF toh raha hoga

 

A – hmmm

 

V – shaadi kar leti

 

A – inter religion maamla tha

 

V – ***** hoga aur gharwaale ad gaye honge

 

A – haan aur buddhe ne paise chamka diye

 

V – ab main aa gaya hoon toh tujhe chamka doonga

 

A – Par Buddha maan kaise gaya

 

V – wo ek raaz hai, secondly Buddha knows ki wo tere laayak nahin hai, isse achha tu colony mein fanse aur log hanse, I am here for shorter term.

 

A – hmm…..

 

V – par saali tu hai mast maal.

 

A – thanks maalik

 

We kept on talking like this and it was almost 3am when we decided to sleep. She was feeling the chill of the AC, I gave her my shirt to wear. Nothing like having someone else’s wife getting up wearing your shirt.

 

I had a habit of getting up early irrespective of the time I slept. Got up at 6am, slightly late than usual. Did my exercises with weights etc and read newspapers. My sexy Urvashi Rautela look alike was sleeping in my bed wearing a shirt and panties only. Divine. Morning chores like toilet, brush, shave were taken care off, and I was just enjoying the feeling of being fresh after a marathon round of sex. 

 

Just then heard the doorbell, thinking it will be Mohammad coming to take his wife back, I proceeded to answer the door.

 

OMG – it was Kamla !!

 

Two things came to mind.

 

One – She will see Adaa

 

Second – She is ready to please me, that’s why here.

 

So I decided to focus on second thing.

 

V – aao kamla

 

K – ji saab

 

V – toh apne bhagwaan ko khush karne ka man bana liya

 

K – saab aapne hamaare liye bahut kuchh kiya hai

 

V – Govind ko pata hai

 

K – nahin saab – batana mat.

 

V – chinta mat kar. Aur dekh lena main Govind ka dhanda bhi badhaunga

 

K – thank you saab

 

To get more comfortable, she got up and decided to move towards kitchen to prepare breakfast. As she was passing by, I pulled her in.

 

V – kamlaa jaan, tu jaanti hai mujhe doodh kitna pasand hai.

 

K – ji saab

 

V – toh pilaao

 

Kamla smiled and said “peelo mere raja”

 

She was wearing a light coloured saree blouse combo, was a sexy type blouse, she had come prepared. I made her stand right in middle of the drawing room and started pulling her saree. Layer by layer her saree was peeled off bringing to focus a sexy buxom babe. She was in her blouse and petticoat only.

 

I indicated her to come to me and got her to open her blouse and started gorging on her boobs. Those were handful. Massive boobs hidden in blouse were free. I kissed her, licked her, sucked her, fingered her.  Within no time she was naked and enjoying the onslaught. The maid servants are fit due to hard work and have little extra fat and give pleasure in love making in a more rigorous way. When she saw my cock, she was floored. Held it while I was still sucking her mammaries.

 

Was never treated like this during love making and had started moaning aloud. 

 

I had forgotten about my sexy Adaa in the room, she heard the sounds and got inquisitive.

 

After about 15-20 seconds or so, three pairs of eyes got interlocked. Adaa’s Mine and kamla.

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Adaa was awkward since her secret was out

 

Kamla was awkward since her secret was out

 

I was feeling like a king, since I was the secret.

 

A – kamla tum

 

K – memsaab aap

 

Turn of both to look down.

 

V – dekho sharmaane ki zaroorat nahin hai. Agar sab ek doosre ki madad karoge toh maze kar sakte hain warna sab doob jaayenge.

 

K – kya karna hoga saab

 

V – kisi bhi haalat mein kisi ko nahin pata chalna chahiye. Adaa tumhari pagaar 2000 Rs badha degi. Adaa apni sab saheliyon ko Govind ke paas kapde silwaane bhejegi.  Main bhi logon ko bhejkar dukaan chalwa doonga.

 

A – 2 nahin tum 4 hazaar le lo Kamla.

 

Kamla smiled

 

V- Adaa dekh Kamla ke mumme kitne mast hain.

 

A – Kamla hai toh kamaal

 

V – chal aa iska doodh peete hain

 

We both focused on one boob each and sucked her for many a minutes. I had got an ice cube to rub on her choot as well. She was in heaven and after a few minutes worth of attacked cummed once, we continued and soon after cummed twice. She was used to being fucked by richer men, but first time with a woman and that too as hot as Adaa. Was magic.

 

I completed randi registration process with Kamla too

 

Didn’t fuck her since had less time and I wanted to have more rounds with Adaa.  Also chances of Mohammad coming to take his fucked wife back home were also high. Too much risk

 

V – kamla tu aaj ja. Main phone kar doonga

 

K – ji saab. Aap aur Adaa memsaab enjoy karo.

 

V – tujhe bhi ab khoob enjoy karwaayenge dekhti ja

 

She left after getting herself dressed.

 

A – phew, ab kya

 

V – mast rahe, mere paas iski recording hai. Jab dhamki degi, chala diyo.

 

A – tu bahut tez hai

 

I smiled.

 

Adaa went to toilet and I was reading something when the doorbell was pressed.

 

I opened the door it was Mohammad.

 

V – aaiye sir

 

M – Vicky office jaana hai, Adaa ki help chahiye hoti hai

 

V – aaiye toh sahi

 

Mohd walks in.

 

Meanwhile Adaa walks in the living room, still wearing my shirt and freezes.

 

V – Adaa yahan aao, dekho Syed sir aaye hain, zara paani toh laao inke liye

 

Was very awkward momement.

 

To an outsider would have looked that Syed was an outsider and me and Adaa were a couple.

 

She gave her water and I called her to sit beside me. Put my arm around her shoulder.

 

V – thanks Syed sir, Adaa ko kal khaane ke liye bhejne ke liye

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – aaj main office nahin aaunga, tabiyat kharaab lag rahi hai. 

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – Adaa ko yahin chhod jaaiye mera dhyaan rakhne ke liye.

 

M – hmmmmm

 

As I was saying this, I was unbuttoning her shirt, top 3 buttons were off and Mohammad could see lovely boobs of his wife.

 

M – Vicky agar kisi ko pata chala toh

 

V – trust me

 

M – hmmmm

 

V – you like seeing her with me

 

Mohd didn’t answer.

 

V – now? (I pulled her in my lap and one hand moved inside the shirt to play with her boobies)

 

Mohammad’s eyes were locked.

 

As if to prove something to him, Adaa turned and kissed me hard, very hard.

 

Mohammad was a statue.

 

I said “Syed sir aap jaaiye aur team ko boliye ki kaam kare. Wo papers mere paas hain” I told him that his secret is safe with me.

 

V – sir waise toh zaroorat padegi nahin, phir bhi aap Adaa ki panty bra aur ek sexy set kapde de jaaiye. Adaa tum bata do.

 

Adaa was enjoying humiliating him and told him all that she wanted.

 

In due course Mohammad came back with clothes for Adaa and left. You can well imagine how my leave was spent and how Adaa would have taken care.

 

I didn’t let her wear anything. She cooked for me, cleaned the house, sex was flowing like water.  We did it in the kitchen, balcony, on sofa.. multiple rounds.

 

As the sunset and it was time for Mohammad to come, Adaa went to her home with a slight limp in her walk due to excessive anal sex. 

 

In the evening Kamla came to cook dinner. It was a Friday. I was not planning to go to Delhi for obvious reasons. Had planned a long weekend with my new found randis.

 

So as soon as Kamla came, I took off her saree and made him cook in her blouse and petticoat and she got liberal doses of hugs, kisses, boob press from me. As she was warming up to the task she got a call from Govind who asked her to get back asap. Some work related urgency.  She had to leave.

 

As soon as she left, I called Mohammad Syed.

 

V – Hello Syed ji kaise hain

 

M – badiya, aap sunao

 

V – bas main bhi theek hoon, aaj Delhi nahin gaya.

 

M – oh ok.

 

V – Bhabhi kahan hai

 

M – yahin hain

 

V – bulayenge zara, phone speaker mode pe kar dijiye

 

M – ji

 

A – hi Vicky

 

V – Maalik bolo

 

A – ji maalik

 

Mohammad was surprised at first but then understood.

 

V – main Delhi nahin gaya hoon, tere liye. Aaja

 

A – Sach

 

V – Mohammad ji, kya aap Adaa Bhabhi ko mere ghar chhod denge. Weekend pe roti ka intezaam ho jaayega.

 

M – ok

 

As the door bell pressed after a few minutes, I said “door is open, come in”

 

Mohammad comes in with Adaa. 

 

Close the door is the order.

 

I come out to  meet Syeds. They have their mouths open.

 

Reason – I was in birthday suit and my python or anaconda was dangling between my legs.

 

V – Aiye Aiye Syed ji. Thanks. Varna kaun apni wife ko padosi ki help ke liye bhejta hai

 

Adaa was wondering why Mohammad was a cuck.  She didn’t mind but was surprised.

 

V – Adaa chal nangi ho

 

M – main chalta hoon

 

V – itni jaldi kya hai, syed ji (I say with a stern voice)

 

M – ji

 

Adaa gets naked and bends down to suck my cock.  I look in Mohammad’s eyes.

 

V – enjoying Mohammad

 

M – no

 

V – pant dekh lo apni, chhota tambu ban raha hai

 

A – tambu toh chhota hoga hee kyonki bamboo bhi chhota hai

 

I and Adaa laugh.

 

V – aap jaaiye Syed ji. Monday morning ko le jaana. Aur kabhi milne ka man ho toh phone karke aana. Ok

 

M – ji

 

As soon as he left, I pounced on her and for the next 2 days and 3 nights we fucked like rabits. She was fucked not less than 15 times. All types, all places.  Not going into details. Had told Kamla not to come to cook food.

 

Monday morning told Mohammad to take Adaa. What a cuck I thought.

 

Got a few messages from Jasleen but couldn’t chat in detail, Adaa was far sexier and available.

 

Kamla thought I was ignoring her and was getting desperate. Cock touches on her ample ass meant she was longing to hold it though she had seen it briefly.

 

It so happened that I had to go to our Delhi office for some work and while returning on Tuesday, Haryana security officer check post stopped me and asked me to follow them to the local security officer station. I was bewildered.

 

We reached Crime Branch Office in Manesar. I was still puzzled what was going on. 

 

They didn’t touch me but made me sit on a wooden chair and tied my hands and focused a high wattage bulb on my face.

 

3 inspectors – Rajwinder, Amandeep and Jasdeep  were interrogating me.

 

R – kaun hai tu

 

V – ji Vicky (told them my real name)

 

A – jhoot – slap

 

V – yaar maar kyon rahe ho, details check karwa lo

 

J – haath saaf kar rahe hain – slap

 

V – bataoge kyon laaye ho yahan

 

R – slap. Thappad maarne ka man thaa

 

V – I want to talk to my lawyer

 

A – slap. Bada aaya kanoon wala

 

J – kahan raheta hai

 

V – xxx Apartments, Sector 6, Dwarka

 

R – Kya kaam karte ho.

 

V – Engineer hoon, yyyy company mein. Office address .xxx yyyzzzz

 

A – Slap. Jitna poochha hai utna jawaab do.

 

V – bina thappad ke pooch lo yaaron.

 

One constable comes in – saab poori gaadi cheer di, kuchh na mila

 

Three were non plussed and almost in unison said “oh teri yo kaise”

 

V – Yo aise bhaiyon ki galat bande ne dhar laaye.

 

Suddenly hear an authoritative female voice. “Shut-up tu sikhaayega”

 

All others get in attention position and salute her.

 

As the bulb light was focusing on my eyes, couldn’t see her much. 

 

R – Madam ji, kuchh na bol raha

 

“Aise kaise na bol raha” she said and got the lights switched off. It took me time to focus on the female body and finally when I was able to, didn’t want to take my eyes off. She was a bomb. Insignia on shoulders indicated she was Suprintendent of security officer and the badge on her ample bossom indicated her name was Roopa Sharma, SP, Crime Branch, Haryana security officer.

 

She looked hot in the uniform. Her ass was so tightly fit in her trousers and her pigeons were a marvel in themselves straining the best quality buttons to hold the shirt together. She was fair in colour, big eyes, tall, lush full lips, nose not perfect but very presentable. You can say a cross between a Fair Shweta Tiwari and DIG Karnataka D Roopa. Tall and fit as Tiwari with long hair but fair and lush lips like D Roopa.

 

Roopa – tera baap kya karta hai.

 

V – Ministry of Finance, Central Government mein hain

 

Roopa – Goli de raha hai

 

V – Isme kya goli. Government employee hain (I was sounding confident)

 

Roopa – yahan par mera raaj chalta hai. Marwa ke gadwa doongi

 

V – par mam maine kya bigaada hai kisi ka.

 

Roopa – slaps me, information hai, teri gaadi ka make colour aur number ek terrorist group ki car se match hue hain.

 

V – Main aur terrorist. Mam soch ke bolo.

 

Roopa – slaps me

 

Suddenly phone rings, it is from my Dad. A clever Roopa types “am in a meeting, will call you later”

 

I keep silent but smile deep down since clever Roopa doesn’t know many things as yet.

 

Roopa – kya karte ho

 

V – Engineer hoon

 

Roopa – kahan pe

 

V – xxx company mein hoon waise abhi yahan yyyy company mein project implement karne aaya hua hoon

 

Roopa – Qualification

 

V – Engineer from DCE and MBA from FMS

 

Roopa – MBA which batch

 

V – 2012-14

 

Roopa leaves the room with her mobile.

 

V – bhai logon, ye baat main madam ke saamne toh kahe nahin sakta thaa, agar terrorist group jihadiyon wala hai toh bhai mera check kar lo, poore ka poora hai, koi khatna nahin hai.

 

The 3 idiots look at each other and agreed.

 

The door was locked and they did a check on my jewels.

 

R – Oh tere ki, aadmi ka hai ya gadhe ka

 

I smiled.

 

J – madam ji ko bolna padega

 

A – kya ki iska gadhe ka hai

 

All laughed.

 

V - Dekho bhai logon, thoda shak kam hua?

 

R – kya bolna chahata hai

 

V – ab baat yeh hai ki mera number aur car kaise aayi, right?

 

J – aur kya, right

 

V – ek bade kagaz pe meri gaadi ka number likho DL 4C EC xxxx aur doosre pe likkho DL 4C EG xxxx aur door se dekho.

 

It was done and both realized from a distance hard to make out the difference between G and C.

 

J – Baat toh theek kahe raha

 

In parallel, Roopa was finding something about me.

 

Roopa had called one of my batch mates who happened to be her husband’s cousin. His name was Rohan

 

Roopa – Rohan kya haal hai

 

Rohan – theek hai Bhabhi aap batao

 

Roopa – ek baat bata tere batch mein koi Vicky naam ka ladka tha FMS mein

 

Rohan – Vicky !! apna hero kahan mil gaya aapko. Stud hai woh.

 

Roopa – koi tip off mila tha ek car ka, bande ko pakda apne ko FMS ka alumni bata raha hai.

 

Rohan – Bhabhi ek minute hold karo.

 

He sends her a pic of mine and Rohan along with 3 others, and mentions me being at the extreme left.

 

Roopa – gadbad ho gayi, yahi hai.

 

Rohan – sorry bol ke chhod do. Kuch nahin kahega.

 

Roopa – mera kya ukhaad lega

 

Rohan – woh baat bhi hai.

 

Roopa – chal thanks.

 

So by the time Roopa returned, the 3 idiots and I had worked out about 12-13 combinations which in various fonts would have looked like my number from distance in fading light. 

 

Roopa – kya ho raha hai ye.

 

Rajwinder goes to her and whispers about the “jewel check” and also combination of numbers similar looking to mine.

 

Roopa – hmmmm. Phir bhi kaise maan len ki tum jihadi nahin ho.

 

V – mat maano. Aapne papa ko kya message likha tha?

 

Roopa – what ??

 

V – kya message likha thaa?

 

Roopa – Am in a meeting, will call you later.

 

V – kitni der ho gayi likhe hue

 

Roopa – kya bol raha – ghanaa hero ban raha

 

3 idiots were looking at me and then towards Roopa, no one dared spoke with Madam ji like this.

 

V – bata do

 

Roopa – 15 minute pahele.

 

V – hmmmmm. Agle 30 minute mein aapko phone aa jaayega apne super boss ka.

 

She comes and slaps me hard.

 

Roopa – saale yahin marwa doongi

 

V – kya marwaayegi

 

The 3 idiots turned their back and let out suppressed laughter as they got the import of my words. Roopa was still beyond comprehension.

 

Roopa – Chup

 

I kept silent and was biding time. Now let me tell you the reason for my confidence.

 

My dad was working with Ministry of Finance, Government of India as Additional Secretary and was heading Revenue Intelligence wing for some time and had excellent equation with all agencies.  My bro-in-law (jiaji), husband of my first cousin was Joint Director in CBI and had many relatives in influential position.  Another of my Jija ji’s cousin was incharge of Prime Minister’s Security. You can well imagine, how well heeled I was.

 

Considering nature of my dad’s role, we used to follow a routine of calling each other at a fixed time daily. The time would change every month. In case one is in meeting or unable to take a call, a message to be sent but it was a carefully worded message which indicated that I was genuinely in some meeting.  Same applied for mom as well. He knew he had many enemies since he was heading Revenue Intelligence and these were small measures for our safety.  Security chaps in plain clothes was regular feature for us.

 

So as expected within next 20-25 minutes she got a call. It was DIG, Haryana security officer on the other side.

 

Roopa – yes sir

 

…

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

…

 

Roopa – I am really sorry sir

 

….

 

Roopa – but number same tha

 

….

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

….

 

Roopa – will do so sir

 

…

 

Roopa – ok sir

 

Roopa – sorry sir

 

 

The call ended.

 

The 3 idiots could make out that my prophecy turned out to be true. They rushed towards me to untie me.

 

I took my phone and called my dad. Told him to be a case of mistaken identity and security officer handled it well.

 

Dad asked me to wait there. He was on way. 

 

After another hour or so, 5-7 cars stopped in front of the security officer station.  Authority sat comfortably with my dad.  He knew his position and how to make good use of it for the country.

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My dad came in and suddenly every one was in attention position. The senior officials included my dad, my jiaji and IG Haryana security officer, who happened to be in Gurgaon that day.

 

Dad looked at my face and understood the slaps I received. IG security officer too was angry at the sheer incompetence.

 

Dad – who is the in-charge here

 

Roopa – me sir

 

Dad – let me introduce myself. I am Additional Secretary, Ministry of Finance and incharge of National Revenue Intelligence.  He is our family’s Son-in-Law and is Joint Director CBI.  IG security officer ko aap pahechaanti hongi

 

V – papa not their fault, number hee meri car ka mila tha. Itne thappad toh bante thhey.

 

Papa laughed at my sense of humour in such a situation. I then showed them how once Roopa found out from someone about me all of us worked on the possible numbers that could look similar to mine.

 

V – Papa yaad hai I had once told you of seeing number exactly as mine only to realize it was G instead of C

 

Dad – haan yaad hai

 

V – lagta hai wohi hua hai.

 

V – IG uncle

 

IG – haan beta

 

V – bandook dhoondne ke chakkar mein meri gaadi ki aisee taise ho gayi

 

IG – ha ha ha. Ho jaayega.  Roopa

 

Roopa – yes sir

 

IG – Baleno ke service station pe jaake, jo jo kharaab hua hai, replace karwao. Genuine replacement. Get it

 

Roopa – Sir

 

Dad – Tera kya scene hai Vicky

 

V – nothing much dad, ghar jaaunga apne, kal office bhi hai

 

Dad – good. Duty is duty.

 

We had some tea snacks in the security officer station and the entourage left.

 

After they left, the 3 idiots came to me and thanked me for saving their backside.

 

R – sorry Vicky ji, haath zara zor se chal gaye

 

V – chalo practice ho gayi. Bas yaar meri nayi naveli Baleno ko phir saja do, badi berahmi se izzat looti hai iski.

 

All idiots laughed.

 

Roopa – aao Vicky ghar chhod doon.

 

V – Aur car

 

Roopa – tumhari dulhan ko saja ke bhej denge (she smiled)

 

It was the first time that she smiled at me.  She took her car and drove herself and we went towards the society I was staying in.

 

Roopa – tumne apne dad ke saamne sabko bacha kyon liya

 

V – dekho aap log duty kar rahe thhey. Genuine mistake thee, aadat se mazboor aap log sunne ko tayaar nahin thhey. Aap bewakoofi kar rahe thhey toh main kyon karta aur doosra

 

Roopa – doosra kya

 

V – bhai apne area ki SP se bhi toh bana ke rakhni thee

 

Roopa – achha ji

 

V – haanji khaaskar tab jab woh itni sundar ho

 

Roopa blushed and smiled.

 

V – waise aapke ghar mein kaun kaun hain. Aap toh IPS ho

 

Roopa – husband IFS hain abhi overseas posted hain.

 

I smiled thinking possibilities.

 

V – seems aapne jaldi hee civil services crack kar liya.

 

Roopa – hmmm

 

V – must be in 32-34 bracket right now

 

Roopa – what ?? (she thought of boob size)

 

V – age yaar

 

Roopa – haan, kisi ne bataya nahin ki ladkiyon ki age nahin poochte.

 

I smiled.

 

V – waise I know what you thought about 32-34, it is much bigger than that

 

She looked at me defencelessly

 

V – mere baare mein kis se pata kiya

 

Roopa – mere husband ka cousin hai, tumhara batchmate tha

 

V – small world. Naam?

 

Roopa – Rohan

 

V – oh ok ok Rohan Sharma, right?

 

Roopa – right

 

V – saale ne bataya nahin his Bhabhi is an IPS and that too in Manesar and that too so beautiful.

 

She smiled.

 

We reached my society and as she was about to leave, I requested her to come up and see my place also. She was hesitating at first and then agreed.

 

As we entered

 

Roopa – lovely house, well maintained.

 

V – Thank you

 

Roopa – aur ladkon ki tarah nahin hain (not like bachelor’s house – unkept)

 

V – kitne dekh liye ladkon ke ghar (how many bachelor accommodation you have seen)

 

I said teasing her.

 

Roopa – Main kyon bataun (why should I tell)

 

She smiled.

 

V – toh us Rohan ne aur kya bataya (what else did Rohan tell)

 

Roopa – nothing much, only confirmed that you were his batchmate.

 

V- kya logay chaaye ya thanda (what will you have tea or cold drinks)

 

Roopa – cold drink

 

V – here it is (I offer her Coke)

 

Roopa – thanks

 

V – ek baat poochun (may I ask something)

 

Roopa – hmmmm

 

V – Why IPS

 

Roopa – why not

 

V – difficult job, physically demanding and you are surrounded by tough men both in security officer and dirty ones

 

Roopa – wohi thrill hai (that’s the thrill)

 

V – hmmmmm. Must say you are too sexy to be an IPS officer.

 

Roopa – sexual harassment ke case mein andar ho jaaoge bachchu (kiddo can take you in for sexual harassment case)

 

V – kya zamana aa gaya, sach bolne par bhi sexual harassment case (what times – genuine praise is considered as sexual harassment)

 

Roopa smiled.

 

V – you want my help in tracking the car.

 

R – how

 

V – nothing great. Get details of all possible combinations that I created.

 

R – then.

 

V – thappad pe thappad pe thappad (keep on slapping them)

 

R – ha ha ha

 

R – yaar hope your dad was not angry

 

V – shuru mein toh hue honge but he is in Revenue Intelligence, unko pata hai how agencies work (must have been angry at first but he understand how security officer agencies work). Trust me kuchh nahin hoga (Nothing will happen to you)

 

R – Thanks.

 

V – Waise tell me, given you deal with ruffians and you know you are hot looking must be tough

 

R – Tough toh hota hai (it is tough) but then you learn to manage and enjoy

 

V – I can understand, your curves can get confessions faster than slaps

 

Roopa hits me playfully.

 

V – I am ready to confess

 

R – with slaps

 

V – no with curves

 

She laughs aloud. Don’t know whether she was genuinely friendly or it was my family background. Whatever it may be, I was enjoying it.

 

For Roopa it was a case where someone was talking to her as Roopa and not Roopa, SP, Haryana security officer. She was enjoying it. Too much of crime, criminals, courts, superiors, politicians was taking its toll.

 

Well after about an hour or so of jokes, fun etc, she decided to get up and leave. Left on a happy note, exchanged numbers, she gave her personal number and not the official mobile.

 

As she was leaving

 

V – Ek baat hai, never thought security officer uniform could look so sexy

 

She smiled back and left.

 

As soon as she left I called up Mohammad

 

M – haan Vicky

 

V – zara Adaa ko bhejna, thodi maalish karwaani hai (send Adaa, need to get some massage done)

 

M – kya hua (What happened)

 

V – will tell you tomorrow, you send her. Send her wearing  a tight burqa with nothing underneath. Face not covered

 

M – ok (smiles)

 

Adaa came in 8 minutes flat and as soon as the main door was closed, the burqa was off in 2 seconds flat.

 

Adaa looked at me and saw impressions of heavy duty slapping on my face “ya ,.' ye kaise hua” (oh god how did it happen)

 

V – Case of mistaken Identity. security officer ne pakad liya tha (security officer had picked me)

 

A – aapne bataya nahin ki aap kaun ho (didn’t you tell who you are)

 

V – thappad khaane ka shauq nahin hai, ab sab theek hai (I don’t enjoy being slapped, all fine now)

 

A – Thank God.

 

She brought some Ice from the fridge and applied whereall she could see.

 

I was sitting on a chair and had the beautiful Adaa standing in front, I was rubbing her thighs, ass, tweaking her nipples. She was giggling but was still doing her bit seriously. I picked up an ice cube, it was a smallish one and in one go pushed it in her pussy and placed my hand over it. She screamed with joy. New feeling was mind blowing.  Wanted to run, I held her in place, Adaa was waving her hands and everything, this was fun.

 

The night was well spent with Adaa.

 

In the morning, Kamla came and Adaa was still sleeping.

 

Before she could start cooking, I indicated her to remove her saree. She complied. She was expecting me to pounce on her. I went to have bath.

 

V – Kamla kamla

 

K – ji saab (yes sir)

 

V – Towel bahar rahe gaya hai (have forgotten my towel)

 

K – kahan rakkha hai saab (where is it kept)

 

V – mere bedroom mein (in my bedroom)

 

Kamla goes to my bedroom and sees a naked Adaa and smiles, picks up towel and comes towards the bathroom.

 

Knock knock

 

V – haan khula hai (its open)

 

Kamla pushes her hand in with the towel, I hold her hand and pull her in under the shower, all of this happened in a flash.  She was ready for a fuck but didn’t expect that I would do there. My morning wood had got me going. Before she could say anything I sealed it with a kiss and pressed her boobs

 

K – aa saab

 

I hugged her and continued feeling every inch of her body. She was wearing a white blouse and petticoat and very soon could see her body very nicely. As I kissed her, I bent a bit more to suck her boobies. She was pressing her boobs to push them up to make it easy for me to suck them.

 

K – aaah saa aah

 

I rubbed her pussy over the petticoat and she was squirming.  I removed her blouse and petticoat and she was like me. In birthday suit, wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She had just a sexy buxom body, I soaped her all over, then gave special attention to her pussy and thighs, making her go weak by the second.

 

I rubbed her asshole lavishly with soap and fingered her priming her for the attack.

 

V – meri randi (my whore)

 

K – ji maalik (yes master)

 

V – lund chahiye (need my cock)

 

She nods in affirmative

 

V – toh maang le (beg for it)

 

K – maalik kya aap mujhe is lund se chodoge (master will you fuck me with this cock)

 

As I was about to oblige her, she closes her eyes waiting for the impending attack, suddenly I fee a hand on my cock, stopping it from going in Kamla’s pussy. It was Adaa’a hand.

 

A – ye mere maalik hain, mera hak hai (he is my master, its my privilege)

 

K – memsaab, aap toh raat ko chud li na, ab meri baari (you had sex last night, now my turn) she pleaded

 

A – no. My turn

 

K – memsaab

 

V – shut up, I shouted.

 

I took them both to the bed and placed them side by side. Tied their hands and legs closest to each other and started fucking Kamla. Had her leg on my shoulder, imagine one leg on my left shoulder and two legs, that of Adaa and Kamla (tied together) on my right shoulder.

As I was fucking Kamla, Adaa was feeling the force due to regular movement. It was quite a sight to see the high class Adaa and her maid servant Kamla tied together and oscillating together. Boobs so different and yet to similar and flying in all directions to the same rhythm.

 

Adaa put her free hand on kamla and mauled her boobs, kamla turned a bit to kiss Adaa.  Adaa was surprised at first but then relented.  Kamla was feeling the impact of the anaconda typed intruder in her pussy and was enjoying it to the hilt. Socialism at its peak wherein the rich and poor enjoying the same fruits together. It was to continue forever but Kamla got a call from Govind. Her mobile phone was in the kitchen and all was us were tied up. Finally she got free and had to answer Govind’s call and leave. Before she could leave, we spun her clothes in the machine so that they have some semblance of being dry.

 

I too went to office alongwith Mohammad who would now ask me what I was doing with Adaa. I would not tell him anything fully knowing that he can be recording the same and create problems for me at a later stage.  At times I would call him in my office abruptly so that he is not prepared to record and then fill him with lecherous details. It was so fun dominating the man like this.

 

Roopa called up Rohan wanting to know more about me.

 

Rohan – hi Bhabhi

 

Roopa – HI Rohan kaise ho (how are you)

 

Rohan – arrey kal kya raha (how was it yesterday)

 

Roopa – you verified, he had papers to the same effect, released.

 

Rohan – thank god Bhabhi. He never told Bhabhi but his dad was in a very senior position. Had only once seen them, he was in a Government car and had a few security persons in plain clothes.

 

Roopa – hmmm bata raha tha ki dad Ministry of finanace mein Additional Secretary hain (was telling his dad was Additional Secretary in Fin ministry)

 

Rohan – ok. But Bhabhi us say bach ke rahena (be careful from him)

 

Roopa – kyon (why)

 

Rohan – he has a knack of flirting and then taking to bed many women. College mein kisi ki bhi GF kha jaata tha, 2-3 professors bhi uske saath regular theen (would steal anybody’s GF and even had relations with 2-3 professors)

 

Roopa – what why

 

Rohan – Bhabhi he is a stud

 

Roopa – hmmmm

 

Rohan – Bhabhi bach ke rahena. (beware)

 

Roopa – ha ha ha

 

Rohan – Bhabhi ek baat hai, jo uski ho jaati hai woh phir kisi ko nahin ghaas daalti (Any girl who has been with him, stays loyal to him)

 

Roopa – bas kar bas kar (leave it) ok bye

 

Rohan – bye Bhabhi

 

While sitting in office, I thought of Jasleen and sent a message to her

 

V – Hi

 

J – Hi, yaad aa gayi (now you remembered)

 

V – you have full right to get angry, had gone to Delhi.

 

J – oh ok ok.

 

V – kab mil rahi ho (when are we meeting)

 

J – aaj sham (today evening)

 

V – Jasleen once again

 

J – what

 

V – you are damn hot

 

J – I know.

 

V – you have great assets

 

J – I know

 

V – what are you doing right now

 

J – nothing much.

 

V – how about going out with me right now

 

J – what

 

V – I will pick you up and we go to the water park in Gurgaon

 

J – are you serious

 

V – yes

 

J – let me check.

 

V – ok

 

After some time I get a message

 

J – not today

 

V – no probs. Shaam ko mil rahe hain (meeting in evening)

 

J – oh yes.

 

V – look sexy

 

J – I am.

 

V – look more

 

J – hmmmm.

 

After lunch I called Adaa

 

A – Hi maalik (hi master)

 

V – hi jaan

 

A – maalik yaad aa rahi hai (thinking of you master)

 

V – mujhe bhi (me too)

 

V – Buddha ab mast ho gaya hai (Mohammad has accepted it)

 

A – he is cunning, be careful.

 

V – don’t worry darling. Do one thing, send a sexy pic of yours, nude, to Mohammad and call him to tell to show it to me on his mobile

 

A – ha haha, sure, 2 minutes

 

After a few minutes, Mohammad knocked on the door and showed the pic

 

V – biwi maal hai Syed ji (your wife is hot)

 

M – Hot toh hai, but mad for you (she is hot)

 

I smiled.

 

V – Syed ji you enjoy it

 

M - hmmm

 

In the evening I go and meet Jasleen. We were together for around an hour or so, talk many things bordering on sexual. I don’t budge to show that I am desperate for her. She was used to having boys fall on her feet. She invited me to her place. I went, could see 3 more of her flat mates, all super hot. Could make out they were escorts.

 

One was Rehana, her sister Rufina and Jasleen’s cousin Navjot who was called Navi by everyone.  I was in luck.  But as we were progressing, got a call from Dad.

 

V – Hi dad

 

D – hi Vicky

 

V – papa aap kaise ho, mamma kaiseen hain (how are you and mom)

 

D – Sab theek hain, zara zaroori baat hai, phone karo.

 

It meant something serious and that I should talk from a secluded place.  I took leave of the girl gang and went home. Told Adaa that she should come later and told Kamla not to come. I had a separate phone, so what is the big deal if I had another number.  This number was only known to my dad and mom and nobody else. Not even my real sister or bro-in-law were aware that such a number existed.  The sim for that number rested in an old Nokia handset giving it a very non descriptive look.

 

V – papa ab ready hoon (dad am ready now)

 

D – Don’t let security officer drive your car to your house

 

V – Matlab (meaning)

 

D – tu jaake le ke aana, I know ki security officer waale uski accessories theek karwake de rahe hain (go and get your car, I know security officer is replacing your damaged accessories)

 

V – ji dad

 

D – None should know what your dad does in real or how you are connected to senior officers.

 

V – ok papa.

 

D – Kabhi socha hai kisne number diya hoga (have you ever thought who would have given your car number)

 

V – Papa galti ho gayi hogi (may be a mistake)

 

D – It was not a mistake

 

V – oh

 

D – Achha beta who is Mohammad Syed

 

Suddenly my throat went dry.

 

V – kya hua papa (what happened) he is in senior management team of client company.

 

D – kuchh hawala ke game mein naam hai (his name appears in hawala trade)

 

V – Sach (really?)

 

D – hmmmmm

 

D – Most likely, he gave your car details.

 

V – What ?? Why ??

 

D – Beta agle ki biwi ko pata logay toh itna bhi nahin karega (you snatch his wife, the man wouldn’t do even this much)

 

V – papa ??

 

D – Beta rishte mein toh hum tumhare Baap hotay hain (I am your father – papa spoke a famous dialogue of Amitabh Bachchan). Beta I run revenue intelligence of entire country, itna toh pata hoga (must be knowing this much)

 

I was speechless, but understood the game of Syed.

 

V – mujhe kya karna hai (what should I do)

 

D – nothing different, enjoy, be careful. No kids, no disease. Ha ha ha

 

V – papa now what

 

D – have you seen a new sabziwala thela near your society gate

 

V – not noticed dad

 

D – he is from intelligence wing

 

V – ok (I was used to such things)

 

V – Is SP Roopa trustworthy

 

D – haan clear hai (yes she is clean). But tell her that neither she nor any of her jokers should talk about me, your jijaji etc. Also tell her that I have her number, instructions will follow.

 

D – beta, jitni masti karni hai kar le but shaadi ke baad be loyal to your wife (enjoy your bachelorhood)

 

V – sure dad. Love you

 

D – Love you, tu chinta mat kar, we have you covered. (you don’t worry)

 

So guys this was my Dad for you. So now everything had changed. Syed was serious business now.

 

Immediately I sent a message to Roopa to not let anyone or herself bring my car, I will go and take it from the service centre with understanding that he will give me the bill for payment a bit later.

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Ok was the response.

 

I was nervous. Not because I was scared of Mohammad, dad had me covered, I was sure. Just that what is in store for me? If I were to panic, Mohammad would get an idea and he would escape.  Had to be careful, that’s it.

 

To show nothing has changed I called up Mohammad.

 

M – haan Vicky bhej raha hoon Adaa ko (sending Adaa)

 

V – aap khud le kar aao (you bring her to me)

 

M – ji

 

After about 10-15 minutes I had both Syeds in my house.

 

V – Adaa nangi ho (get nude Adaa)

 

A – yes maalik

 

V – Syed ji ke liye chaaye banao (make tea for Syed)

 

A – ji maalik

 

M – Nahin Vicky main chalta hoon (no Vicky, I will leave)

 

A – Ruk jaaiye na sir (please don’t go) says Adaa in the sexiest voice.

 

He leaves.

 

The night was regular – they fucked twice and slept. Got up in the morning to have a joint shower etc.  Routine.  Vicky would often get up to find his python being sucked by the gorgeous Adaa. She was hooked to his cock like many before. That night, Vicky told her about many of his conquests. She was mighty impressed with his ability to have combo of daughter(s) and mom.

 

V – kabhi Syed ko chhodne ka man kare, mere paas aa jaana, hotel line mein naukri lagwa doonga (if you wish to leave Syed, come to me, will get you a job in hotel line)

 

A – love you maalik

 

V – aaj dopahar ko Govin ke paas challenge (will go to Govind tailor today afternoon)

 

A - why

V – teri ek dress silwaani hai, sexy blouse and saree (to get a dress stiched)

 

A – ok boss

 

So at the lunch time, I tell Syed to stay at office and leave for his house. After having my lunch, leave for Govind’s shop.

 

A – Govind Govind

 

G – aaiye aaiye memsaab, Vicky saab (pls come pls come)

 

A – ek saree blouse silwaani hai (need to get a saree blouse dress stitched)

 

G – ji ji

 

Govind had a few dresses and shows them to Adaa, she selects one. Damn sexy yellow saree with a black noodle strapped blouse.

 

I stayed out indicating to Govind I am least interested. Adaa was instructed to first allow Govind to touch her body thoroughly in garb of taking measurements and then……

 

Anyone would have lusted after Adaa, she was hot period, Govind was no different.  He started measuring her arms, shoulders (though were not required)

 

Then came boobs, he took ample time in measuring them and feeling them with back of his hand, he thought Adaa gave him a knowing smile and he was encouraged to go further. I the garb of measuring the blouse depth, he touched the cleavage with finger. 

 

I was seeing from outside, still reading some paper but with full focus inside.

 

G – memsaab, blouse ki noodles kitni moti hon, uske liye weight dekna padega (will have to check weight for sizing up blouse noodles)

 

A – kahan weigh karna hai, waise main 57 kg hoon (where is the weighing machine, I am 57kg)

 

G – na na memsaab (no no)

 

A – phir (then)

 

G – blouse area

 

A – hmmm

 

Govind puts an inchtape below her boobs and with back of his hand weighs her boobs. He could see Adaa’s eyes closed in the mirror and goes for the daring and rubs his cock on her ass. This was the time when Adaa got angry with him and shouted at him. Even I got into the act and gave him an earful, all about helping him, how Adaa had spread a word about him, etc etc.

 

The idea of this act was to have a handle on Govind to be used later if required. 

 

I went back to office and then sometime towards afternoon sent message to Roopa on her personal number.

 

V – Hi SP

 

R – hi

 

V – Hi beautiful SP

 

R – Hi handsome engineer

 

R – what was the message

 

V – will explain you in detail. Will pick you up, not from security officer station, and go for a long ride.

 

R – pataa rahe ho (trying to flirt)

 

V – ji

 

R – smileys. Ok we will meet

 

So we decided the time and meeting point.

 

I left office a bit early and went to pick the car from service centre.  Then went to meet Roopa. She had parked her car and joined me in mine. Loved seeing her in security officer uniform.  I took my car in a very secluded place. 

 

R- Car theek ho gayi (so car set right)

 

V – yes boss

 

R – Service Centre waale ka ladka ek baar drugs ke saath pakda thaa, tab se neeche hai apne (had once caught the son of Service Centre owner for drugs, since them obeys)

 

V – great. Waise aapke neeche kaun nahin aana chahega (who wouldn’t want to get under you)

 

She understood what I meant and looked out and then at me and said “shut up you flirt”

 

V – ek baat poochhni thee (wanted to ask something)

 

R – yes

 

V – how do you extract information from criminals, informers. Peetne ke ilaava any other way. (apart from beating)

 

R – you naughty. I know what you want to know. Chal sun (listen)

 

R – Hard core criminals ko todna sabse mushkil hota hai. Kuchh kaam nahin karta.  Alag alag tareeke dekhne padte hain like reducing charges in FIRs, or akele mein thoda bahut seduction bhi (difficult to handle hard core criminals. Nothing works at times, different ways to handle, hit & trial, or even try to seduce them in private)

 

V – kaise

 

Could see Roopa enjoying telling this, may be thinking that she can make me hot but she will remain desireable for me.

 

R – I know I am curvy, so for every good information, I open button of my shirt, or let them touch me in key areas.

 

V – someone asked more than that

 

R – you have to remain in control.

 

V – informers

 

R – they are easy, usually it is about money and ignoring their petty crimes.  But some others want to see as well.

 

V – you oblige

 

R – bahut paapad belne padte hain intelligence gather karne mein. (have to work a lot to gather intelligence)

 

V – what about the car number mystery

 

R – kuchh nahin mila yaar (nothing as yet)

 

V – mujhe kya milega agar info doon (what will I get if I were to give you info)

 

R – kya chahiye Vicky ji (what you want)

 

V – naa paisa, na criminal case, na pitaayi (no money, no beating, no ignoring petty crimes)

 

R – phir kya bacha ji (what is left then)

 

V – You

 

R – Information quality?

 

V – you be the judge

 

R – agar kharaab hui toh deal off (deal off if info not good)

 

V – done?

 

R – done

 

V – har information pe 2 button khologi shirt ke aur uske baad bra ke (you will open two buttons of your shirt for every piece of info and then your bra)

 

R – Aur agar info mujhe pahele se pata ho then? (what if I know of info beforehand)

 

V – then I will open button, zip of my trouser and then will take off my undies

 

R – ha ha ha

 

V – shall we start.

 

R – yes

 

V – my car number matching the phone call was not a fluke

 

R – ok. so who gave that number will be info.

 

V – Mohammad Syed

 

R – Who is he?

 

V – I have given you the name, first info, who is he will be the second one.

 

Roopa smiles and opens top two buttons of her shirt, bringing to sight start of her cleavage.

 

V - So who is Mohammad Syed ? It will be second info

 

R – yes

 

V – he is working in xxx company in Manesar

 

R – same company where you are on a project

 

V – yes. Good info?

 

She looks at me and opens the two buttons from bottom. The critical ones are now hiding her modesty.

 

R – but why is the question

 

V – two reasons. One I managed to find his scam running into crores and crores but keeping it a secret.

 

R – Second reason

 

V – I am fucking his wife (I said calmly with a smile)

 

R – What !!!

 

V – yes mam. Good info?

 

R – Agar info galat hui Vicky (what if the information is wrong)

 

V – then my trousers are always there to be taken off (I smiled).

 

R – proof do

 

I show her pics of the documents that show his scam and then also of me having fun with Adaa

 

V – Good enough

 

Roopa says a hmmm and then opens the remaining two buttons and let me see her twin peaks of glory caged in a net bra. They looked so ravishingly hot and shapely.

 

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So here was I with a sexiest possible security officer officer in a secluded place in a car with her in a semi topless state.  It was magical.  I leaned forward to kiss her but she placed hand on my chest.

 

R - “Deal honour ho rahi hai, bina info nothing” (Am honouring our deal, nothing without info)

 

V – hmmmmm. Next info, bra off

 

R – what

 

V – info aisee hai ki I want ur bra off and a long kiss but cannot prove, you will have to trust me.

 

R – what is the info, I will judge

 

V – Mohammad Syed is into Hawala game

 

R – Whaaat

 

That was a big info and if following Syed leads to a big break in Manesar area, she could get promoted out of turn.  But what if he was lying. Even if then what, his dad was a very senior bureaucrat and one word from him and she could get any posting of choice, plus youngster is cute too. Thought Roopa.

 

V – kya soch rahi ho, I don’t have evidence (what are you thinking)

 

R – kaise maan loon (why should I believe)

 

V – your choice. Waise tu maal hai Roopa (you are a bomb)

 

Roopa smiles.

 

Vicky removes his trousers and undies and let the python venture out in open air. 

 

V – I think this can persuade you to consider opening you bra

 

Roopa was zapped, like so many before her. This was big, very big, by far the biggest she had seen, not only in length but girth too.

 

R – ye kya hai .. kya hai (what is this) said she almost stammering

 

V – mera hathiyar hai (my weapon) told you if I didn’t have evidence will take out my cock.

 

Roopa kept silent but was locked on the tool.

 

This time I leaned into her and she did the same. Our lips locked, a long French kiss was in the making with a lot of licking, sucking of each other’s lips, tongues. What lush lips she had. I was kissing the crime branch SP in her own fucking zone. We would just disengage for a short while to catch breath and then back to kissing. She was used the wild criminals but this was different, the youngster knew how to kiss and before she could realize, Vicky opened her bra with one hand. Deft work Roopa thought.

 

Vicky pulled down the bra and came into vision two lovely papayas, big mangoes, melons, whatever you want to call. Such proud mammaries sat comfortably on her bossom making her the most desirable security officer officers in Haryana atleast.  Vicky bent down to suck her nipples…

 

R – aaah

 

Vicky couldn’t have enough of them. He licked the cleavage, licked the nippies, licked undersided of her boobs, licking was doing magic. She wanted more of him.

 

R – ruk, ek jagah chalte hain (wait, lets go at a place)

 

V – you are the boss.

 

She just tied up the buttons of her shirt and kept the bra in her pocket.  Within 15 minutes they were near a secluded yet to be fully occupied residential society with little or no security. Vicky and Roopa went in and she opened the entry gate of one of the houses.

 

As soon as they entered, they were in birthday suits within no time and engaged in a passionate kissing session, they were on each other like passionate wild animals in heat. Vicky was kneading her ample ass or bossom as the case may be while kissing her to his heart’s content.

 

Roopa was holding his python and rubbing it while kissing him and enjoyed his hands all over her super curvy body. She was a hot bitch and was hungry for sex for some time now. Wouldn’t have let this opportunity go with a cute boy with super links in government machinery. They were enjoying each other’s body. Vicky licked her pussy, spread the lips to lick her deep down inside, she squirmed, he licked her asshole, she almost jump.

 

The young man was right out of a Kamasutra book.

 

Vicky made her lean forward while standing on the floor and take support of the bed. This was Vicky’s favourite one, she tried to wriggle out, only to have been met with a thundering one on her ass.

 

V – dar mat gaand nahin maarunga, peeche se choot lene mein bahut maza hai (don’t worry will not fuck your ass but its great to fuck pussy from behind)

 

Roopa smiled and thought that young man has spoken to her in a tone which none dared. Her pussy was super wet thanks to the fingering he initiated from behind and in one go he pushed his anaconda in making her scream.  It was super big and almost half of it was pushed in one go.  Vicky pulled her hair and started the in-out motion and it was about 30-35 seconds only into the fucking that she got a call from an unknown number on her mobile. Vicky looked at the mobile and it was his dad’s call. He indicated her to pick the phone and not create a scene.

 

Roopa thought to herself “what the hell I have almost 6 inches of thick meat shoved up my pussy and he says not to panic when the head of National Revenue Intelligence calls”

 

She takes a few deep breaths and goes for the mobile, Vicky releases her mane.

 

R – hello

 

D – Hello Roopa, I am Vicky’s dad

 

R – Sir, Good evening.

 

D – Good evening.

 

R – yes sir

 

D – listen going to give you some information, be careful.

 

R – sir

 

Dad then told her all that I had told her while getting to open her buttons and leading her to the position she was in.

 

D – be careful, he is dangerous.

 

R – sir and Vicky

 

D – He is my son, I have him covered ….

 

R – Sir

 

D – Don’t worry but be careful.

 

The call ended.

 

Vicky had guessed that dad would have told her everything but she was his now, before she could even say a word, he pulled her hair again and started fucking her hard pushing in full length of his mighty cock and taking it out almost 90%.

 

R – kameene (rascal)

 

V – Chup (shut up) and Vicky increased the momentum even more

 

R – aaah aah

 

V – ye le ye le saali (take this take this)

 

R – aah aah

 

Given the situation, Vicky cummed much sooner than usual.

 

He took out his cock and spread the rich semen on her ass and rubbed it lavishly.

 

As Roopa was feeling the after effects of a round of thundering sex, Vicky pushed her around and before she could say Vicky, he pushed his cock in her mouth. Her lips were too lush to be missed.

 

She too started and lapped it up, deep throating his python and rubbing her tongue on it. She was sucking it like a pro, Vicky patted her head and she looked at him lovingly. Just as they were ready to move to the next level, she got a call from IG Haryana security officer, most likely Vicky’s dad would have spoken to him by then. She wanted to kill IG but was helpless. She picked her clothes, got ready and both left.

 

It was late evening and as he reached home, he was reminded of a certain Adaa, Kamla and a gang of 4 on the 7th floor. He wanted to test Mohammad a bit more.  He went to his house.

 

M – please come in

 

V – Thanks Syed ji

 

Adaa sees him from the kitchen and runs towards him and kisses him, Syed is looking and smiling.

 

V – Adaa chal nangi ho (Get naked Adaa)

 

Even by Vicky’s standards, this was super daring for Mohammad.

 

M – aap dono enjoy karo, main zara sair kar ke aata hoon (you two enjoy, I will come after a walk)

 

V – arrey khaane ke baad sair karte hain Syed ji (you walk after you eat)

 

Basically he told him to wait and see his wife getting nude for someone else.

 

They started there right in front of him and Vicky fucked her ass and for next half hour she was screaming Maalik Maalik and looking right through Syed as if telling him that he didn’t deserve her.

 

After humiliating him by the act, Vicky decided to leave and told Adaa

 

V – Adaa raat ko aa jaana, tere bina sonay ki aadat nahin hai (do come at night, not used to sleeping without you)

 

A – ji maalik (yes master)

 

At the set time Adaa comes and spends the night with Vicky. As the sun gets visible on the horizon, Vicky goes for his morning walk-jogging session.  He runs two laps and sees Rehana and Rufina. Both had started this routine recently.  (remember the two sisters on the 7th floor)

 

V – good morning beauties

 

They smile respond with a good morning.

 

V – Saware hoye nee Darshan tere aj din wadiya languga (saw your face in the morning, will have a good day)

 

Both smiled.

 

Re – Tum roz aatey ho (you come daily)

 

V – mostly

 

Ru – aur baaki time (and remaining days)

 

V – depends on the time I get up

 

Re – But you stay alone

 

V – I stay alone but not necessarily sleep alone

 

Both look at each other and smile.

 

V – meri ek theory hai, your mom must be very beautiful (I have a theory)

 

Re – haan but kaise (yes but how)

 

V – cause  you two are damn hot and usually beautiful girls take features and attitude from their mother.

 

Ru – badi research kar rakkhi hai (you have researched a lot)

 

V – not only theoretical research but practical experience honey.

 

Both smile.

 

Ru – you have a nice body

 

V – thanks madame.

 

He took one hand of both in each of his. Held the two central fingers and kissed the fingers near the nails and then at the first knuckle above nail. They looked at Vicky questioningly.

 

V – As per latin American culture, the two middle fingers of a girl represents her two legs. So I have just kissed your feet and calfs, nails being starting point of feet.

 

Both looked at him with mischief.

 

Vicky continued. Licks the second knuckle and then moves towards the join of the two fingers and gives it a very deep big lick causing both to say “aah aalllahh” almost in unison.

 

Vicky looks at them and smiles. They are shy.  Numbers exchanged.

 

After completing morning chores which including a morning sex with Kamla and a bath with Adaa, Vicky goest to office. From office he decides to move ahead with the two sexy R sisters.

 

He sends whatsapp messages to both, using Re for Rehana and Ru for Rufina.

 

V – Hi Rehana

 

Re – Hi how are you

 

V – Bas subah se aapke hee khyaal hain (since morning thinking of you)

 

Re – achha ji (oh really)

 

V – mat maano (don’t believe)

 

Re – kaise maan loon, aap toh Jasleen ke friend ho (how do I believe, you are Jasleen’s friend)

 

V – I can be your friend too. Waise Jasleen ke saath baat aage nahin badi (nothing much has proceeded with her)

 

Re – Matlab ghaas nahin daal rahi (she is not giving a damn about you)

 

V – Jaaneman ye samajh lo, I am spoiled for choices and hence not focusing enough. (darling think this way)

 

Re – Oh really

 

V – ji. Darling you have an amazing body, infact you and Rufina have extremely sexy bodies.

 

Re – thanks

 

V – you have that sexy mild dusky skin and she is fair conventional beauty

 

Re – hmmm

 

V – you have amazing lush sultry look and fabulous bosom and she has a great waist to ass ratio.

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – enjoying my way of praising you this way

 

Re – hmmmm

 

V – touch your boobs for me

 

Re – office mein hoon (am in office)

 

V – nahin toh kar letin (otherwise you would have done it) thanks. Honey just touch them over your top

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – think of your hands as mine and imagine me pressing them

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

V – I had two sisters as my girl friends, same combo, dusky boobs and fair ass

 

Re – whaat

 

V – yes, we had great threesomes

 

Re – really

 

V – Infact we had great foursomes

 

Re – who was the fourth one

 

V – their mom

 

Re – ha ha ha, I don’t believe it.

 

V – I will show you their pic in the morning but then after that you have to allow me to play with your boobs

 

Thinking he was lying, Rehana said “pic toh kahin se bhi le aao, baat karni padegi”

 

V – done darling

 

Re – done

 

A similar line of chat took place with Rufina ending similarly.

 

In the afternoon went to Syed’s place to have food and some fun with Adaa. Now even Mohammad enjoyed Adaa serving us nude unabashedly. I kept a close eye on him and briefed Dad as and when required about his activities.

 

Next day morning Rehana and Rufina were too keen to find out the sisters + mother combo I had fucked, basically about Safia, Tina and Sadaf. I showed them the pics of the 3 and also mine having sex with them.

 

Ru – How do we know, these are mom daughter

 

Re – sahi baat (right)

 

V – hmmmm ok, will have video chat with any one of them or two of them. Phir maanogi? (then you will agree)

 

Re & Ru spoke Yes in unison.

 

I showed them pics of sober Tina, Sadaf and Safia and then the risqué ones. I used to keep pics in email accounts created specifically for such purposes so that none could see them in my mobile or laptop even by mistake.

 

Re – ok so you have 3 sexy females as your keeps, why should we believe they are mom daughters

 

Ru – yes – kaise maan len (how can we believe)

 

V – hmmmm. Wait

 

I called up Sadaf

 

S – hi maalik kahan ho – apni randi ki kaise yaad aayi (hi master where are you, how did you remember your keep)

 

The speakerphone was on.

 

V – bas yaar mera lund tujhe yaad kar raha thaa, tere boobs, tina ki gaand aur tumhari maa ko overall (my cock was thinking of your boobs, Tina’s ass and your mom)

 

S – ha ha ha

 

V – tu kahan hai, pati ke paas ya phir aunty ke paas (where are you, at your hubby’s place or mom’s)

 

S – mummy ke paas aayi hui hoon (am at mom’s place)

 

V – great. Sun main video chat on kar raha hoon, senior randi ko bula le (starting video chat, call senior prostitute)

 

S – yes maalik

 

Re & Ru were zapped.

 

I continued with video chat via Google duo, Rehana and Rufina were outside the range of camera but could see video and soon reached conclusion that I had done with them.

 

The sexually explosive call ended only when I promised Khans a visit coming weekend.

 

Rehana and Rufina didn’t know what had hit them.

 

V – so darlings any plans of fulfilling your commitments

 

They were standing in the corner of the colony, one of the rare places which was secluded from gaze from all sides.

 

Vicky just pulled Rehana and pressed her boobs and kissed her very lavishly, she was experiencing the master. He then pulled Rufina and hugged her from behind and dry humped her ass.

 

Both enjoyed while it lasted.

 

Vicky got a call from home and he had to rush back for something urgent. Nothing related to Mohammad.

 

So when Vicky reached office, he saw his mobile and there was a join whatsapp group request, members Rehana and Rufina. He accepted.

 

V – so darlings thanks for keeping your word

 

Re – zubaan di thee (we had given our word)

 

V – Zubaan toh de di, baaki kab de rahi ho (you gave your word, when you are giving me the rest)

 

Ru – ha ha ha, sochenge sochenge (will think)

 

V – Waise you liked the touch my jewel

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

Ru – hmmmm

 

Vicky sent them a pic of his cock for reference. 

 

It was huge, the biggest they had ever seen.

 

Re – kya hai ye (what is this)

 

V – It is my jewel, the one honeys you felt on your back sides today morning.

 

V – Ab bolo, kab milogi mujhe (now tell when will you meet me)

 

Re – hmmmmm

 

Ru – soon

 

V – aaj raat (tonight?)

 

Ru – will tell

 

V – Rehana you?

 

Re – I will come with Rufina

 

V – darlings can you post a pic of your mom

 

Ru – why

 

V – want to test my theory of sexy girls having gorgeous mom

 

Before Rufina could write anything, Rehana posted a pic of them with a super gorgeous one.  Her name was Zainab. Just to give you some idea, she was in league of Mrs Kapoor, think of Saumya Tandon face with Sunny Leonne body. Super sexy period.

 

V – lovely babe

 

Re – oye

 

V – she is lovely that’s why you two are sexy

 

Ru – hmmmm

 

V – share a pic of your entire family

 

Rufina complies. A pic of four, these three plus an idiot looking hubby

 

V – that is ur dad?

 

Re – yes

 

V – your mom is way beyond him

 

Ru – we know

 

V – I want to chat with her

 

Re – what

 

V – you read me right. I want to chat with her

 

Ru – kya karoge unse chat karke (what will you do)

 

V – I know both of you have already guessed it.

 

V – Add karo toh, trust me will keep it normal

 

Before Rehana could write a NO, Rufina went ahead and sent an invite to her mom who was online then and accepted a request.

 

Ru – Hi mom, ek group me add kiya hai aapko (have added you to a group)

 

Z – which group

 

Re – Ammi, main Rufina aur Vicky hain (Its me Rufina and Vicky)

 

Z – Vicky who?

 

V – Namaste Zainab ji, mera naam Vicky hai, I stay in same society as Rehana and Rufina. (I am Vicky)

 

Z – Namaste Vicky, but mujhe kyon add kiya (but why did you add me)

 

V – Zainab ji, meri ek theory hai, theory kya hai experience hai, ki khoobsoorat aur bold ladkiyon ki mom bhi bold aur khoobsoorat jism ki maalkin hotin hain (I have a theory, not a theory but experience that moms of bold and beautiful girls are bold and beautiful too)

 

Z – still why me.

 

V – aap maanoge ki Rehana sundar hai (you agree Rehana is beautiful)

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – aap maanoge ki Rufina sundar hai (you agree Rufina is beautiful)

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – you would know your daughters, so Rufina is bold

 

Z – yes

 

V – Rehana is bold?

 

Z – yes

 

Both Rehana and Rufina were seeing how easily Vicky could engage her in a conversation.

 

V – aap maanoge ki aap ek bahut khoobsoorat taraashe hue jism ki mallika ho (you will agree that you have a sculpted body)

 

Z – log kahete hain ki main sundar hoon (people say I am beautiful)

 

V – toh one part of my theory proved right?

 

Z – right

 

V – now for the second part about bold

 

Ru – woh kaise prove karoge (how will you prove that)

 

V – hmmmm. Zainab ji can prove if you are ready to answer honestly. Must say you have been very honest till now.

 

Z – ok

 

In parallel Vicky sent a separate message to Zainab

 

V – Zainab ji, trust me will keep it decent in front of Re and Ru

 

Z – ok

 

V – you are damn beautiful

 

Z – I know ;)

 

Back to group chat

 

V – Zainab ji, you agree that youngsters have a right to chose their partners

 

Z – yes

 

V – partners as in both life partners or boy friends or live-ins

 

Z – hmmmm yes

 

V – It is also normal for two girls to fall after same boy or vice versa

 

Z – yes

 

V – It will be normal to two girls to think the boy as good live-in or date material

 

Z – yes

 

V – If guy judges it right, then all three can enjoy provided he places his card upfront, meaning doesn’t keeps them in dark

 

Z – hmmmm yes

 

V – those two girls can be sisters

 

Z – yes…. What… you mean Rehana and Rufina?

 

V – yes mam, they both want to date me and I want to date them both, together

 

Z – see if you are honest with them, then no problem

 

V – Thanks Zainab

 

In his separate chat with Zainab

 

V – Zainab taking both since none of them complete like you

 

Z – hmmm

 

V – both have their own strengths in figure

 

Z – I know

 

Back to group

 

V – so guess I have been able to prove that Zainab is bold & beautiful and hence her two daughters are like her

 

Z – hmmm you have proven a point

 

V – Zainab, would love you to continue being part of this group

 

Re & Ru – yes mummy please

 

Z – ok ok

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The group chat with Rehana, Rufina and their mom Zainab ended but not the individual one with Zainab.

 

Z – So what do you do Vicky

 

V – I am an Engineer from DCE (Delhi College of Engineering – old name) and an MBA from FMS, Delhi. Currently I am on a client visit for implementing some project and living in the same society or rather same block as your girls.

 

Z – impressive scholastics.

 

V – thanks. So Zainab what about you. You look too gorgeous and sophisticated to be a Housewife only

 

Z – smileys

 

V – you seem to have worked in glamour industry in some form.

 

Z – Sherlock Holmes, let us leave it for some other day.

 

V – As the lady commands.

 

Z – thank you

 

V – one last point, though I am sure you would have heard a zillion times

 

Zainab was thinking that I will comment about her super gorgeous looks.

 

V – Hoor ke bagal mein languor wala scene hai

 

She kept quiet and then understood my reference to her hubby’s looks and then sent smileys.

 

V – Do I have your permission to dream about you

 

Z – your dreams

 

V – but will be about you

 

Z – yes you have my permission young man

 

V – And what I will do with you in dreams – you may not give permissions ;)

 

Z – Naughty boy, bye bye

 

V – Bye beautiful…

 

Got a smiley in response. Very good progress.

 

Syed had gone out for some meeting and as the clock struck 1pm I got a call from my Adaa. I went and also had lunch. Unknown to me, Re and Ru had seen me going in and coming out of Syed’s place. Their flat was such postioned that they could see who got out of the elevator and my outing in Adaa’s balcony confirmed it.

 

So once I was back in my office, both tried to confront me with this information.

 

Re – Hi Vicky

 

V – hi darling

 

Ru – me too here

 

V – love you Rufina

 

Ru – Lunch mein aaye society mein aur waapis chale gaye bina miley (you came for lunch and left without meeting)

 

V – Didn’t know you were here. Mr Syed ke ghar lunch ho jaata hai ( I take lunch at Syeds)

 

Re – Only Lunch ;) ;)

 

V - J J

 

Ru – She is a bomb

 

V – I know

 

All this was going on the same group where their mom was also a member. 

 

V – Rehana, can you come late evening to my place

 

Re – Why

 

V – Subah late uthne ka man hai (want to get up late)

 

Re – What !!

 

V – you heard me right honey. And if possible get Rufina too, let us get up together tomorrow morning.

 

Ru – No chance, evening mein office party hai.

 

V – Chalo phir kal aa jaana (then come tomorrow)

 

Re- Bye

 

Ru – Bye

 

I smiled at their response.

 

I reached home and then decided to pay attention to super gorgeous Zainab. Ignoring her would be a crime which none can pardon.  So I sent her messages on Whatsapp

 

V – Hi Zainab

 

Got response after about half an hour

 

Z – Hi Vicky, how are you

 

V – I am fine Zainab

 

After about 20 minutes of general chit chat including heaping lavish praise on her…..

 

Z – So my girls going for office party

 

V – ya they said so. Wish you were here instead ;)

 

Z – Naughty

 

V – Zainab you have time right now

 

Z – yes a bit

 

V – how about playing some roleplay

 

Z – whaat ??

 

V – yes let it be the real life situation. You mom of my two girlfriends who happen to be sisters.

 

Z – And

 

V – We meet and we hit off and you become the third female from your family

 

Z – no

 

V – ok. Your choice. Bad luck today, all females of your family ignoring me

 

Z – come on baby

 

V – would love to come all over you

 

Z – Shut up

 

V – ok L

 

Z – gtg hubby back

 

V – ok

 

The day was really turning awful.  Called up mom and dad and spoke with them at length.  Dad asked me to come to Delhi to attend some family function. With nothing else to do, I was in my bed, just talking to some of my keeps. Next morning, I messaged my boss of my visit to Delhi and he agreed. I left for Delhi and hence was away from my Manesar Harem for a few days. Interesting the person with whom I maintained maximum contact was Zainab. We had come closer over chat.

 

So finally after almost a week, I reached Manesar on Sunday at around 10pm

 

At around 11pm got a message from Zainab.

 

Z – Hi Vicky

 

V – Hi Zainab.

 

Z – Manesar pahunch gaye (reached manesar?)

 

V – Haan abhi ek ghanta pahele (about an hour ago)

 

Z – Just wait a minute.

 

V - ok

 

Z – Rehana ke papa aa gaye thhey (Rehana’s dad had come)

 

V – ok aur Rufina kea aye (and did Rufina’s dad come)

 

Z – Oye J

 

V – So gorgeous, your daughters love to party

 

Z – they like to enjoy

 

V – just like their mom

 

Z – Oh yes.

 

V – so mam in a mood to enjoy

 

Z – you bet

 

V – so shall we start the roleplay of you being mom of my two girlfriends

 

Z – Tera favourite lagta hai (seems to be your favourite one) hmmmm

 

V – so as per story, you come to know that I am bf of your daughters. You are annoyed at first but being a modern woman, leave it to your daughters to make their decisions.

 

Z – too much like real life.

 

V - J J

 

V – Re & Ru tell me that they would be alone and you are leaving for a day. To have some fun I come, actually they had said they will be leaving and Mom would be for a day alone.

 

Z – ha ha nice one

 

V – so mam shall we

 

Z – oh yes

 

Ding Dong

 

Z – kaun hai (who is that)

 

V – Ji main Vicky, Rehana aur Rufina ka friend (I am Vicky, friend of Rehana & Rufina)

 

Door opens. I am dumbstruck by you exquisite beauty.

 

Z – kya naam bataaya (what is your name)

 

V – Vicky

 

Z – Oh tum ho Vicky (so you are Vicky)

 

V – Rehana aur Rufina hai  (are they there)

 

Z – They will come back tomorrow , have gone to their relatives.

 

V – But but …..

 

Z – Come in beta

 

V – ji thanks

 

V – you make me comfortable and get some cold drink etc.,

 

V – thanks mam

 

Z – so Mr Vicky I think I have heard your name a bit often

 

V – Hope it was in good terms

 

Z – oh yes very good. Incidentally both my daughters take your name.

 

V – Ji I am friends with both.

 

Z – I know…. Only friend?

 

V – they like my company and don’t mind being with me together.

 

(Enjoying it Zainab) I asked her

 

Z – (oh yes)

 

Z – so I think you are dating both

 

V – yes

 

Z – they know about it

 

V – yes. We love our threesome outings

 

Z – Whaaat

 

V – yes, we three go out together

 

Z – oh

 

V – but love indoor threesomes too

 

Z – what rubbish

 

V – fact is fact.

 

Z – but why both

 

V – mam Rehana has lovely bust and Rufina has best ass though both are beauties in their own right.

 

Z – but why both

 

V – Wish I had seen you earlier

 

Z – what??

 

V – you are just perfect...

 

Z – I am mom of your girlfriend

 

V – Girlfriends … and that makes you all the more desirable.

 

Z – I smile

 

V -  (what are you wearing in the story)

 

Z – (what you want)

 

V – (A super sexy designer saree short blouse)

 

Z – (as you say sire)

 

V – you are just perfect… such flawless skin, blue eyes, lush lips, silky hair….lovely curves

 

Z – bas bas stud enough praise

 

V – abhi toh party shuru hui hai

 

Z – I smile

 

V – (what are you wearing in real)

 

Z – (a nightie)

 

V – (sleeveless?)

 

Z – (hmmmm)

 

V – (noodle strapped?)

 

Z – (hmmmm)

 

V – (only panty as undergarment?)

 

Z – (shut up…………. Hmmmmm)

 

V – (back to roleplay)

 

V – Mam your name

 

Z – Zainab but why asking name

 

V – you are too gorgeous and look far too young to be my saasu

 

Z – Saas !!! (mother in law)

 

V – Aur kya, If I marry Rehana or Rufina or both you become my saas

 

Z – you have a way with words

 

V – thank you. But I also please in many other ways too…

 

Z – hmmm am sure … leave them for Rehana and Rufina.

 

V – I look at your family pic.

 

V – Zainab, your hubby cannot hold candle to you

 

Z – hmmmm

 

V – Would you permit me if I wish to interact with you more

 

Z – why not

 

V – your number

 

Z – smiles … smart …gives number

 

V – Zainab what are you doing today afternoon

 

Z – have to shift some boxes in house.. why

 

V – had bought 3 box tickets for a movie… thought Re & Ru will come.  Now can we utilize the time..

 

Z – and money spent…. Smiles

 

V – ha ha…. a bit of that too… I can help you with the boxes

 

Z – you help me with this stuff, we go to movie together

 

V – let me reword it… I help you with furniture and other stuff and you are my date today

 

Z – you can say that also…..

 

V – I start picking up the stuff and within no time the boxes are kept in the designated areas.

 

Z – thanks Vicky

 

V – welcome…

 

Z – thoda aur kaam tha (some more work)

 

V – tell

 

Z – need to shift that sofa to that side.

 

V – will need your help too

 

Z – sure

 

V – It is a two seater one, made of wood and hence not very heavy or bulky. Enough weight to be carried by two. You are bending forward while picking, your saree off your shoulders and I have a direct line of vision to your delicious looking cleavage and boobs.

 

Z – I see you eyeing them… Vicky kya dekh rahe ho (what are you seeing)

 

V – Divine creations of god..

 

Z – I am defenceless

 

V – I can stand like this with you for entire life…

 

Z – Oh sure … I know

 

V – after some more work and shameless gazing we conclude our work…

 

Z – Vicky what time is the show

 

V – Starts at 4pm.

 

Z – you can pick me up at 3.30

 

V- sure and I leave

 

V – At around 3.25pm I press the doorbell and am seeing an angel.

 

Z – smiles and thanks

 

V – I give you a bouquet..

 

Z – thanks

 

V – you are wearing a one piece sleevless dress coming upto your knees.

 

Z – good choice

 

V – so mam shall we

 

Z – sure

 

V – so we reach hall and it had one entrance for the 3 screens on the same floor which caused a lot of rush and made me stand just behind you with hands on your shoulders and you ass in contact with my cock

 

Z – I feel IT and smile

 

V – I whisper in your ear “silky smooth skin Zainab”

 

Z – hmmmmm

 

V – you feel me grinding my cock a bit harder than required in that rush.

 

Z – mmmmmm… I enjoy

 

V – you like the touch Zainab

 

Z – mmmmmmm

 

V – (in real just pat your ass, imagine my touch)

 

Z – (what??)

 

V – (just do it honey)

 

Z – (mmmmmm)

 

V – we sit in a corner seat. Almost entire row is vacant.

 

Z – filled up only with couples coming for some fun.

 

V – as the movie starts, so do the couples, it is a hot English movie

 

Z – our arms touch

 

V – I rub your arms with mine. You look at me and smile.

 

Z – yes

 

V – aaj nuksaan ho gaya (I made loss today)

 

Z – why

 

V – Had Re & Ru been there, would have enjoyed fully.

 

Z – ha ha – poor you, its me Zainab their mom

 

V – But my date for the day

 

Z – true

 

V – saying this I lean on you with you feeling my breath on ur face

 

Z – mmmmm

 

V – my other hand just massages your boobs gently

 

Z – aaah

 

V – (Zainab, press your boobs for me)

 

Z – (no no )

 

V – (do it)

 

Z – aaah aaah.

 

V – (remove your nightie in real)

 

Zainab was too much into it, her pussy was wet and mind was clouded. She complied.

 

It was almost 0030am by now and before we could take it further, the wretched doorbell rang. I asked her to wait thinking who could be there at this hour.

 

It was Adaa

 

A – maalik aap aa gaye toh ruk nahin saki, saw ur car (could hold my self back)

 

I couldn’t say no, Zainab was new prey, Adaa was a keep.

 

Adaa was in person, Zainab over phone

 

Had to tell Zainab about a female company for night and say sorry and leave, but the barriers were broken and it was just a matter of time.

 

Next day was busier than usual, so much so that I couldn’t go and have fun with Adaa in afternoon. In the evening, as I returned, saw fulsome lady in salwar kameez, exceptionally fair complexion buying some vegetables from the vendor.

 

She had her back towards me.

 

But my cock started becoming a bit more active. May be it had recognized the ass shape before I had.

 

It looked so familiar.

 

The body shaped looked so familiar.

 

The hair and the bun shape looked so familiar.

 

And when he heard the voice… he just smiled.

 

It was his Paramjeet….a conquest and a mother of conquest….

 

(Those who don’t recognize this name will have to read the story where Vicky gets a job post his MBA)

 

He was waiting coolly, saw Jasleen coming out from our block and moving towards Paramjeet with some money. They were talking and laughing, anyone could make out, they were close.

 

And then heard the word “Pummy Maasi”

 

Vicky smiled so now this will be game set and match for Jasleen and her sister with Paramjeet as additional dessert.

 

As they were entering lift, he walked in behind them.

 

V – Hi Jasleen

 

Both the beauties turn “Hi Vicky” says the younger one with the elder one not knowing how to respond.

 

To end her problem, Vicky said “Paramjeet ji bhool gayin mujhe” (you forgot me?)

 

She smiled and then told Jasleen of him staying next door for some project implementation.  As Vicky got down on his floor, he invited them to his house, more so Paramjeet, with Re and Ru and their mom almost in bag, he didn’t care. He had super sexy Adaa and Kamla at his command too.

 

So Paramjeet decides to meet Vicky alone in his house and they enter and before you could count up to 10 they were in their birthday suits with their clothes spread all over the living room.

 

She was all over him, kissing him, licking him, feeling his body, his manhood. He on the other hand was enjoying her but he always had options available. But Paramjeet was no pushover either.

 

Before she could do or say anything, Vicky pushed her on the bed in his favourite position and pushed his python in her much used asshole. But still python is python. She screamed at a pitch that entire Manesar would have heard clearly.  He started the in out motion and after pulled her hair.

 

P – chod de…. Vicky chod de…. kya lund hai…..aah

 

V – ye le saali ye le….

 

Vicky mauled her huge tankers with one hand and the other went to finger her wet pussy. It was dripping with love juices. Vicky bent forward and gave her back a royal lick.  He had increased the pounding speed. The creamy white spotless skin of the gorgeous Paramjeet was now shining even more due to a sheen of sweat.

 

She was his like so many others.

 

(Not repeating their love act.)

 

P – Vicky you are the best

 

V – I know. Saali tub hi kam nahin hai (even you aren’t bad)

 

P – I know.

 

V – meri honey darling kaisee hai (how is my honey darling. (honey is Paramjeet’s daughter, pls read previous pages for that segment))

 

P – Mast hai, tujhe miss karti hai (she misses you)

 

V – Mere paas bhej de (send her to me)

 

P – Aur main (and me)

 

V – Tu toh hai hee (you are there)

 

Paramjeet then asked her howcome he was there since she knew he was Delhi based. He told her everything since they last met including his fuck conquests of Asha, Shabana…..

 

They fucked & talked for over couple of hours when Paramjeet got a call from Jasleen asking her to come. Pummy Maasi wanted more of him and wanted to stay but Vicky told her to leave then, since all four girls in Jasleen’s flat were working, meant he could have all the fun at his leisure.