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I am just starting this new story, meri story ek young boy named kunal ki hai, me isi character se hi likhunga or aapko story ki imagination karwaunga so lets start mene doorbell bajiai or aunty mere saamne thi ‘aunty Namaste’ ‘kunal tum yaha kaishe’ ‘bus, mom ne kaha tha ki aap aai ho tho kuch der time bitane ke liye aaya tha’ ‘acha kiya kunaal, chalo come inside’ ‘aapke husband nahi dikh rahe’ ‘wo pata nahi kuch der pehale tho yahi par the, tum ruko me tumahre liye kuch laati hu’ aunty undar chali gayi thi, mere sir me dard ho raha tha, mene yaha waha dekha but kuch saaf saaf nahi dikh raha tha ekdum blur sa chaa rha tha, dundala dundala dikh raha tha, me uthane ki kosis karane laga or aunty jaha gayi usi taraf gaya lekin meri palak ghapki or sub gayab tha, mera sir ka dard bi sahi tha or saamne ek road hai, me road ki side me khade hokar lift maangane laga, ek ladaki apni scooty par aa rahi thi, usane muge lift de di, me usake piche betha tha, dhire dhire me aage ki or hua usane kuch nahi kaha, me khisak ke usake itna karib hua ki usaki gaand jo ki tight jeans se cover thi par meri tight jeans ke undar ka lund chipak gaya, my god mera lund kithana arouse ho raha tha, wo usaki gaand par lagane laga, mene or pass pass chipak kar apne lund ko chalti scooty me us girl ki gaand ko jeans ke upar se hi rub karane laga aisha lag raha tha ki me usako chuad raha hu, fir jor jor se kiya, or dhaakke bi lagaane laga, ladki chalti scooty me uchi hui or me or aage ho gaya wo wapis bethi tho mere god me thi, mere lund jeans faad ke bahar aane ko utaawala ho raha tha, usaki tight jean or meri tight jeans kamaal hi anubav ho raha tha, wo scooty chalate hue hasane lagi or apni gaand ko mere lund par rub karane lagi, chalti scooty me aisha karana muskil hota hai but wo tho maahir hi lag rahi thi, dhire dhire mera viray nikal gaya, kaafi relief hua me, lekin chalti scooty me hi wo gum kar meri or muh karane lagi, mene niche dekha usaki chut dikh rahi thi, pata nahi kishe mere bi kapde gayab the or usake bi, usake chehre ki or dekha tho fir se strange, me kisi room me pahuch chukka tha, usane mere lund ko pakada hua tha or fir wo chusane lagi, mene bi usake boob par haath fera or chussa, usane apni chut dikhayi ek dum waishi hi chut thi jaishi ki mene aaaj wali sex film me deki thi wohi clit and wohi shape wohi hole ka size or hole ka kinaara, usaki gaand par bi wohi tattoo ka nishaan tha, me usaki chut me apna lund daal kar usako chuadane laga, dhire dhire wo bi enjoy karte hue apne boob ko masal rahi thi, usane mere lips ko apne lips se mila kar jordar kiss dene lagi, dene lagi or dene lagi ki mera viray bi ab nikalne laga tha, mera viray nikalne laga, ahhh, mera viray nikalne gaya ki tabi muge kisi ne aawaj di, are ye tho mummy ki aawaj hai, mene aankh khol ke dekha tho subah ho chuki thi mummy – beta tea lelo or jaldi se ready ho jaao, kal kaha tha na ki devika aunty hamare saamne waale plot me rehane ko aa rahi hai, unase milane bi jaana hai, tere behan ki scooty bi teek karwane ko di hai wo lekar aana hai, kithane kaam hai uth jara, ab uth na me utha kar tea pine laga or sochane laga ki aaj ka dream bi ajeeb hi tha, kabi sex kabi horror kabi murder pata nahi kon ye dream ki duniya banata hoga, ekdum se kaishe sab badal jaata hai, real bi feel hota hai lekin virtual bi hota hai, fir achaank me socha ki jo aunty ko mene dream me dekha tha wo shayd isliye aayi qunki maa ne kal hi unake baare me bataya tha, or scooty wala scene bi didi ki scooty ko hoga magar mene us ladki ki saqal dekhi thi wo tho meri sister nahi thi, fir wo kon ho skati hai, mene usaki surut pehale kabi bi nahi dekhi thi ekdum new si thi, dhire dhire din ki suruaat or afternoon tak college ki ulgan tak me sab bhulane laga tha, kher ye hi hota hai mere din ki suruaat se lekar afternoon tak ke safar me, usake baad ka safar or bi interesting ho jata hai, qunki dosto ke saath purane theater me blue film dekhane ka maja hi kuch or hota hai, usake baad ghar par aakar social sites par chatting and didi se chupa kar blue film ko download karake dekhana, pura din aishe hi nikalne lagta hai, raath ko pehale sabi kuch der tv dekhate hai fir mom nend le leti hai, didi or me ek saath beth kar koi movie dekh lete hai and fir karib 12 baje tak movie complete hoti hai and didi maa ke paas nend le leti hai or me dusre bed par, jab me so jata hu fir se ek naya dream, naye tarah ki imagination, morning me fir se kuch der un dream ke baare me sochata hu, fir sub bhul jata hu, are bhulane se yaad aaya me aapko mere dad ke baare me batana hi bhul gaya, mere dad ek science researchers hai, ham kaafi rich hai but meri maa papa se alag hi rehati hai or ham bhai behan maa ke saath 5 days and papa ke saath 2 days rehate hai, are me fir bhul gaya meri maa kaa name hema, papa ka naam virendra and behan ka name dimple hai, mera name kunaal btaya tha na abi I think ki aisha sabke saath hota hoga, mera matlab dream se tha, ki kaas kabi kuch aisha hota ki dream ko puri tarah se control kar liya jaaye, kher ab aisha kaha munkin tha, lekin jab me papa ke saath unake superb bangala me tha mene internet par search kiya or muge pata laga ki dream ko control karana bahut hi muskil hai, yes muskil hai lekin impossible tho nahi, isi baare me sochta rehata hu dinbhar aur aage kya kya hua isaki charcha fir kabi, abi tuition ko deri ho rahi hai or fir papa ke saath unake lab me bi jaana hai, or dimple ko shopping karwani hai, usako kuch kapde chaiye the na, ok kal milate hai or aage kya hua wo batata hu

I am just starting this new story, meri story ek young boy named kunal ki hai, me isi character se hi likhunga or aapko story ki imagination karwaunga so lets start

mene doorbell bajiai or aunty mere saamne thi

‘aunty Namaste’

‘kunal tum yaha kaishe’

‘bus, mom ne kaha tha ki aap aai ho tho kuch der time bitane ke liye aaya tha’

‘acha kiya kunaal, chalo come inside’

‘aapke husband nahi dikh rahe’

‘wo pata nahi kuch der pehale tho yahi par the, tum ruko me tumahre liye kuch laati hu’

aunty undar chali gayi thi, mere sir me dard ho raha tha, mene yaha waha dekha but kuch saaf saaf nahi dikh raha tha ekdum blur sa chaa rha tha, dundala dundala dikh raha tha, me uthane ki kosis karane laga or aunty jaha gayi usi taraf gaya lekin meri palak ghapki or sub gayab tha, mera sir ka dard bi sahi tha or saamne ek road hai, me road ki side me khade hokar lift maangane laga, ek ladaki apni scooty par aa rahi thi, usane muge lift de di, me usake piche betha tha,

dhire dhire me aage ki or hua usane kuch nahi kaha, me khisak ke usake itna karib hua ki usaki gaand jo ki tight jeans se cover thi par meri tight jeans ke undar ka lund chipak gaya, my god mera lund kithana arouse ho raha tha, wo usaki gaand par lagane laga, mene or pass pass chipak kar apne lund ko chalti scooty me us girl ki gaand ko jeans ke upar se hi rub karane laga aisha lag raha tha ki me usako chuad raha hu, fir jor jor se kiya, or dhaakke bi lagaane laga, ladki chalti scooty me uchi hui or me or aage ho gaya wo wapis bethi tho mere god me thi, mere lund jeans faad ke bahar aane ko utaawala ho raha tha, usaki tight jean or meri tight jeans kamaal hi anubav ho raha tha, wo scooty chalate hue hasane lagi or apni gaand ko mere lund par rub karane lagi, chalti scooty me aisha karana muskil hota hai but wo tho maahir hi lag rahi thi, dhire dhire mera viray nikal gaya, kaafi relief hua me, lekin chalti scooty me hi wo gum kar meri or muh karane lagi, mene niche dekha usaki chut dikh rahi thi, pata nahi kishe mere bi kapde gayab the or usake bi, usake chehre ki or dekha tho fir se strange, me kisi room me pahuch chukka tha, usane mere lund ko pakada hua tha or fir wo chusane lagi, mene bi usake boob par haath fera or chussa, usane apni chut dikhayi ek dum waishi hi chut thi jaishi ki mene aaaj wali sex film me deki thi wohi clit and wohi shape wohi hole ka size or hole ka kinaara, usaki gaand par bi wohi tattoo ka nishaan tha, me usaki chut me apna lund daal kar usako chuadane laga, dhire dhire wo bi enjoy karte hue apne boob ko masal rahi thi, usane mere lips ko apne lips se mila kar jordar kiss dene lagi, dene lagi or dene lagi ki mera viray bi ab nikalne laga tha, mera viray nikalne laga, ahhh, mera viray nikalne gaya ki tabi muge kisi ne aawaj di, are ye tho mummy ki aawaj hai, mene aankh khol ke dekha tho subah ho chuki thi

mummy – beta tea lelo or jaldi se ready ho jaao, kal kaha tha na ki devika aunty hamare saamne waale plot me rehane ko aa rahi hai, unase milane bi jaana hai, tere behan ki scooty bi teek karwane ko di hai wo lekar aana hai, kithane kaam hai uth jara, ab uth na

me utha kar tea pine laga or sochane laga ki aaj ka dream bi ajeeb hi tha, kabi sex kabi horror kabi murder pata nahi kon ye dream ki duniya banata hoga, ekdum se kaishe sab badal jaata hai, real bi feel hota hai lekin virtual bi hota hai,

fir achaank me socha ki jo aunty ko mene dream me dekha tha wo shayd isliye aayi qunki maa ne kal hi unake baare me bataya tha, or scooty wala scene bi didi ki scooty ko hoga magar mene us ladki ki saqal dekhi thi wo tho meri sister nahi thi, fir wo kon ho skati hai, mene usaki surut pehale kabi bi nahi dekhi thi ekdum new si thi, dhire dhire din ki suruaat or afternoon tak college ki ulgan tak me sab bhulane laga tha, kher ye hi hota hai mere din ki suruaat se lekar afternoon tak ke safar me, usake baad ka safar or bi interesting ho jata hai, qunki dosto ke saath purane theater me blue film dekhane ka maja hi kuch or hota hai, usake baad ghar par aakar social sites par chatting and didi se chupa kar blue film ko download karake dekhana, pura din aishe hi nikalne lagta hai, raath ko pehale sabi kuch der tv dekhate hai fir mom nend le leti hai, didi or me ek saath beth kar koi movie dekh lete hai and fir karib 12 baje tak movie complete hoti hai and didi maa ke paas nend le leti hai or me dusre bed par, jab me so jata hu fir se ek naya dream, naye tarah ki imagination, morning me fir se kuch der un dream ke baare me sochata hu, fir sub bhul jata hu,

are bhulane se yaad aaya me aapko mere dad ke baare me batana hi bhul gaya, mere dad ek science researchers hai, ham kaafi rich hai but meri maa papa se alag hi rehati hai or ham bhai behan maa ke saath 5 days and papa ke saath 2 days rehate hai, are me fir bhul gaya meri maa kaa name hema, papa ka naam virendra and behan ka name dimple hai, mera name kunaal btaya tha na abi

I think ki aisha sabke saath hota hoga, mera matlab dream se tha, ki kaas kabi kuch aisha hota ki dream ko puri tarah se control kar liya jaaye, kher ab aisha kaha munkin tha, lekin jab me papa ke saath unake superb bangala me tha mene internet par search kiya or muge pata laga ki dream ko control karana bahut hi muskil hai, yes muskil hai lekin impossible tho nahi, isi baare me sochta rehata hu dinbhar

aur aage kya kya hua isaki charcha fir kabi, abi tuition ko deri ho rahi hai or fir papa ke saath unake lab me bi jaana hai, or dimple ko shopping karwani hai, usako kuch kapde chaiye the na, ok kal milate hai or aage kya hua wo batata hu

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Chapter 1 :=> RITU AND USAKA PATI PARAG (Ritu and her husband) (if you don’t like this chapter don’t worry, start reading chapter 2, i bet you will enjoy and have fun reading next all stuff) Ritu ki shaadi Parag (engg.) Ke yaha tay hui or kuch hi dino me baarat ritu ko usake nai ghar le gayi matlab uski shaadi ho gayi shaadi ki 3 raath tak ritu or usake pati ka Milan nahi ho paya tha qunki dono priwar kaafi religious the, or dharmik puja paath and rasam riwaj me 3 dino tak matha pachi me hi lage rahe, 4’th day ko ritu or Parag ne sambhog kiya, us raat Ritu ne kaafi achi red dress pehani thi, haqiat me usane sirf red saari and patikot hi pehni thi, niche bra or panty nahi pehni qunki uski aag in dino kuch jayada hi sulag rahi thi, Parag ne bina samay gawaye ritu ki saari ko utaar diya, uske saamne ritu ke bade boobe puri tarah se open ho gaye Parag – ritu tumhare ye 36D ke boob muge usi din hi bha gaye the jis din tumhe dikhane ke liye me tumhaare waha aya tha. Usi din mene than li thi ki shaadi tho bas in boob I mean tumse hi karunga Ritu – acha, tho der mat kar laude, jaldi se meri aag bhuga, me ithni tadap rahi hu is raat me tum kya jaano, chalo jaldi aao or mere under tera land ghusha daal Parag – kyu nahi Fir kya tha parag ritu ke nange badan pe apna haat sehalane laga or fir boobs ko dabane laga

Chapter 1 :=> RITU AND USAKA PATI PARAG (Ritu and her husband)

(if you don’t like this chapter don’t worry, start reading chapter 2, i bet you will enjoy and have fun reading next all stuff)

Ritu ki shaadi Parag (engg.) Ke yaha tay hui or kuch hi dino me baarat ritu ko usake nai ghar le gayi matlab uski shaadi ho gayi shaadi ki 3 raath tak ritu or usake pati ka Milan nahi ho paya tha qunki dono priwar kaafi religious the, or dharmik puja paath and rasam riwaj me 3 dino tak matha pachi me hi lage rahe,

4’th day ko ritu or Parag ne sambhog kiya, us raat Ritu ne kaafi achi red dress pehani thi, haqiat me usane sirf red saari and patikot hi pehni thi, niche bra or panty nahi pehni qunki uski aag in dino kuch jayada hi sulag rahi thi, Parag ne bina samay gawaye ritu ki saari ko utaar diya, uske saamne ritu ke bade boobe puri tarah se open ho gaye

Parag – ritu tumhare ye 36D ke boob muge usi din hi bha gaye the jis din tumhe dikhane ke liye me tumhaare waha aya tha. Usi din mene than li thi ki shaadi tho bas in boob I mean tumse hi karunga

Ritu – acha, tho der mat kar laude, jaldi se meri aag bhuga, me ithni tadap rahi hu is raat me tum kya jaano, chalo jaldi aao or mere under tera land ghusha daal

Parag – kyu nahi

Fir kya tha parag ritu ke nange badan pe apna haat sehalane laga or fir boobs ko dabane laga. Ritu kuch jayad hi teji dikha rahi thi or usane parag ko palang pe patak ke uska pajama utaar diya, usaka land abi bada nahi hua tha isliye usane us sikude hue land ko apne muh me rakh kar use ek ice-cream ki tarah pehale upar jeeb se chatne lagi fir ek melody chocolate ko jaishe muh me rakh khar rus chusathe hai waishe chusane lagi 3 inch ka sikuda hua land ab 7 se upar ka dikhane laga tha…….

Fir ritu ne parag ke land ke niche wali dono gutli ko pehale apne haat me lekar pichkaane (jor se dabaane) lagi and fir ek gutli ko apne muh me lekar chusane lagi teek usi duaraan wo parag ke land ko bi apne ek haat se hilane lagi… parag ko maane zanat hi mil gayi thi wo bistar pe pada bas us sex ka aanad le raha tha jo ritu use dila rahi thi…

Ritu ne fir apne bade boob ke bich me uske land ko rekh kar sexy pose dene lagi or parag ne bi ab apne haat me ek camera le liya tha or usane uski photo and video banane laga…. Fir parag ne video recorder ko bade aaine ke pass rakha and usaka recorder ka sira bistar ki trf rkh kar ritu ki or badane laga…

Ritu ne is baar parag ko gale laga liya jaishe snake aaps me chipk ke sex karthe hai wishe hi ritu ne parag ke saat gale lag kar apne boob ko uske badan pe joro se press karne lagi, parag ki height ritu se badi hone se usaka land ritu ke pet par and ritu ke boob uske pet par jabardast sa erotic mahual bana raha tha, ritu ne ab French kiss karna suru kar diya parag bi bada hi must tarike se uske sir ke baalo me haat firte hue or kabi boob par haat sehalathe hue kiss karne laga tha..

ritu ab ithni betaabi dekhaane lagi ki wo parag ko bas kaatne hi lagi, parag ne condom lagane ke liye jishe hi haat me liya ritu ne mana kar diya, ritu ne ek ajeeb muskaan ke saat kaha ki muge bachha jaldi hi chiye ise mat lagao, ham full sex karte hai aa-jao, parag ne bi haa bhar di and wo usko kaafi jabardast se fuck karne laga..

Us din raat karib 3.30 baje dono ki chudai khatam hue dono ko nind nahi aa rahi thi isliye ritu parag ki god me uski traf muh karke beth gayi and wo ek dusre ko French kiss and ek duje ki skin ko chusane and chaatne lage, fir ritu ne usase uski maa ke bare me pucha ki wo kis nature ki hai, tab parag ne bataya ki wo kaafi open minded tho hai lekin unhe gusha bi jaldi hi aatha hai,

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DIvya apne lambe lambe kale baalon ko chehre se hatate huye apne bete ke bedroom ke darvaaje ki aur gussai nazaron se dekhti hai. “Bobby, main janati hum tum vahan par is samay kya kar rahe ho! Mujhe tumhari ye rozana hasatmathun karne ki aadat se nafrat hai.

DIvya apne lambe lambe kale baalon ko chehre se hatate huye apne bete ke bedroom ke darvaaje ki aur gussai nazaron se dekhti hai.

“Bobby, main janati hum tum vahan par is samay kya kar rahe ho! Mujhe tumhari ye rozana hasatmathun karne ki aadat se nafrat hai. Bobby kya tum sun rahe ho?

Nayi nayi jawani main paon rakh rahe us ke bete ne koyi jawab nahi diya. Bed ki pushat ki diwar se takrane ki lagatar aa rahi awaz aur unchi ho jati hai, aur Bobby aur bhi aturta sai apne lund ko petne lag jata hai. Uski kalai uske mote, lambe aur sakhat lund par upar niche aur bhi tezi se phislne lag jaati hai.

“bobby”
Divya ne tesh main aate huye zor se apne paon ko farash par patka. Woh 36 baras ki youvan se bharpoor naari thi. Badi badi kaali ankhe, lambe baal charhara badan aur uspe mote mote gol matol mumme uske jism ko char chand lagate the.

“Bobby, meri baat ko ansuna mat karo”

Bobby ek gahri sans leta hai aur bed ki pushat ki darwaaje se takraane ki awaaz aur bhi unchi ho jaati hai. Sayad wo sakhlan ke karib tha. Divya gusse se laal hoti hui darwaje se piche ki aur hatte huye niche haal ki taraf badh jaati hai. Usne ek tight jean aur neele rang ki shirt pehni hai jisme ke uske mote mumme bina bra ke kafi uchal kud macha rahe hote hain. Yeh kisi bhi ghrelu grahini ke ghar par pahnne ke liye normal poshak maani ja sakti thi magar woh jis halat me se guzar rahi thi wo normal nahi the.

Ek to woh talaqsuda thi aur uski naukri se use bahut jayada salary nahi milti thi. Uske bete ki padahi ka kharach uske pati duara diye gaye kharach se hota tha aur uski apni salary se ghar ka kharach ache se chal jata tha. Kul milakar wo koi raeeszadi nahi thi lekin jivan ki sabhi avashak jarurte puri ho jaati thi. Uski khusmisti yeh thi ke talaq ke baad uske pati ne ghar ko khud uske naam kar diya tha aur bete ki padhai ke kharach ki jimmedaari bhi apne upar li thi ta ke talaq asani se ho jaye. In sab ke upar Bobby ki hasatmathun ki lat ne use pareshan kiya huya tha.

Yeh 6 mahine pehle suru huya tha jab uska naya naya talaq huya tha. Bobby 18 baras ka bahut hi sundar aur mazbut kad kaathi ka maalik tha. Uski jean me har samay rehne vaale ubhar ko Divya sharam ke baavzood vi nazarandaz nahi kar sakti thi. Divya ne kahin par parha tha ke kishor yuvkon main sambhog ki bahut hi tez aur zordar chahat hoti hai. Magar apne bete ki pant main har samay rehne vaala ubhar uske liye apryaachit tha.

Use lagta tha ke shayad uski sundar kaya uske bete ke hasatmathun ka karan hai. Divya ki kamar jarurat se kuch jayada hi patli thi aur uski lambi tange aur uski who gol matol ubhari huyi gaand. Magar uske jism ko char chand lagate the uske bade bade mote mote mumme. Esa lagta tha jese who kamiz phar kar bahar ana chahte hon jese who pukar pukar kar keh rahe hon aao aur hamen nichor dalo. Uska jism har marad ko apni aur akarshit karta tha aur use dar tha ke uska apna beta bhi koyi apvad nahi hai. Talaq ke baad pichle 6 mahino main usne apne bete ko aksar uske jism ka ankho se chori chori muyana karte huye pakra tha aur uski paint main us vakat banane vaale tambu ko dekhkar woh aksar kaamp jaya karti thi

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I am 34 years of age and working in IT industry. married and blessed with kids

I am 34 years of age and working in IT industry. married and blessed with kids. on Diwali i dropped my family in home town near thiruvannamalai and was driving back on my car to chennai to catch up to work in office. around dindivanam i can see one car from travels got struck it was mid afternoon during diwali day.

not much of rush in road and one cpl standing by the side of the car asking for lift.

i stopped by and reverse geared to see the saree woman (to be frank wanted to have close look).

they introduced as ramesh and mrs ramesh on the way back to chennai but their travel car got broke. i offered them lift happily just to get chance to see this beauty for some more time and make the journey pleasant.

she sat on the back and he was in the front. he is working in bank and got their kids in grand parents house and rushed back to see some urgent office work (like me i thought).

she did not speak a word other than looking outside through the window and sleeping some times. may be tired i thought.

he spoke gently and enquired about me. time passed in seconds and reached tambaram. i live in ashok nagar and they are from anna nagar. i thought of extending time just to see her she must be 32 years and looked great like typical iyer mami. good colour and 36 sized boobs if i seen correctly and huge hips with ass ..

i dropped them in their apartment (noted down their house of course in future it can be usefull i thought). i shared my visiting card and i collected him too. rushed to office and lost in time again till in the evening i got call from this guy ramesh asking to check my car back side to see any dolls lying?

i told him to get back to him at evening as i am in the middle of work he said “sorry but if it is there let me know” and hung.

to my luck i can see the doll and called him back. he was happy and said it was precious to his kid and asked he will come and collect it tomorrow but i said “if you dont get it wrong i can bring right now as i have no family ” for which he agreed and i was happily driven thinking i can see her one more time before sleep.

it was night 10 pm knocked their door. she opened the door lovely in nighty with sleeveless. after customery exchange she let me in. ramesh came to hall and taken the doll and told special thanks. i said “coffee is good for thanks” he laughed and told her to bring.. she went inside and this time she was calm and composed unlike in the morning.

we were chatting and he offered me to stay there as it is already close to 11 pm and he was thrilled i drink occassionaly and smoke.

i said i did not bring any shorts coming straight from office he said “dont worry dear you can use mine”

i though wish he meant his wife too….

i was thinking the things are going on little too fast and can not belive… he went inside to the bedroom and told her not to make any coffee and asked her to go to bedroom as i would stay here and leave tomorrow morning.

i parked my car inside their parking (they dont have car only got bikes). i settled down for good pegs. we started talking till 12 am. he said lets go for sleep.. i told him i will use batrhoom. they have two bedroom flat and he offered one of his other bedroom. i got into lungi and got good smoke in balcony..i can see window openings in bedroom and she was fast asleep.

i chose not to see her as he was also with me.

i told him i will use rest room and to my luck the common bathroom is not having water due to some problem and offered his attached bathroom. i was happy inside. i quitly crossed the bed and he said “be silent let us not disturb her ” i went inside the bathroom and removed underwear and chose not to wear and came out only in baniyan and underwear inside the bathroom hangar.

he said please wait i will use the bathroom and come out with you with bed sheets. as he moved in i slowly went close to her wife.

she was in nighty without any bed sheets and her leg was visible and both thighs as spread out.. i can see her panty.. and she has not wearing bra i can make out as one of her boobs came out..half way..

ramesh touched me from behind i shocked…he smiled and i releived.

he whispered “please wait on the other side of the cot..” he switched off the light except for the zero watts bulb…

i was taking out my cock and he laughed. i know my dream will come true … he removed her buttons and made both boobs outside of the nighty.. he indicated to be under neath of the cot… i just hid as she could not see… but i can see from the top….

she woke up and said “hey we have guest…” he said “he slept long back please stay calm….” she said ok be quick am dead tired.

he made her nude and made himself nude…i silently watched her beauty while he fucked her missionary…then he said please turn around and she obliged… and he came out of the cot and asked me to get in where i was waiting for the chance..he said in my ear “slow be slow…” i nodded and quitly got over her hip of course nude..

she was relaxing and turned her face to the other side…i climed to her hip and inserted my cock to her crack between her ass crack to her pussy.. she rised her ass to accomodate and with one gulp i got inside and could not belive my luck.

i spread over her and started to lick her ears and neck.. she must be surprised and to her and my horror she saw the dressing table mirror and realised not her husband doing it.. she turned her face to me and i kissed her cheek.. she tried to get up and i pinned her as i am in alcohol and already fucking her did not want to leave…

she turned to see her husnand smoking and sitting on the chair watching..she yelled ” at last you made it .. you cheat..”

i did not mind and pinned her both hands with my hands under her arm squeezing her boobs and opened her legs with my legs and all over her contineud fuck she started to cooperate till i released inside her..

both taken rest and she went to bathroom to clean… i just followed her to clean up as well.

the moment i entered she started shouting “how dare you come here…” i just taken her hair and kissed her …did not say any word…both are nude only and i pinned her to the wall and my cock got temper again and tried to insert into her pussy where she was avoiding…he came and enjoyed the struggle.

it couraged me and i lifted her to brought her to the bed and by force got her missionary second time.. she enjoyed it… too i guess..

the whole night i had her two more times before i make her sleep nude with me…i was little forceful her and though she says i dont like but she did not stop me from fucking/kissing/touching all over her.

next day morning i freshed up and she is already in saree.. brought two coffees..i taken her to my lap and kissed her as usual she seems to be angry but did not refuse my touches or kisses.. rames was simply laughing..

i taken bath and enjoyed her break fast… i had to go to office..one time i hugged her and taken my cock to her ass crack over the panty under the saree and ass fucked over the panty and kissed her lips and went out..

i got call in the afternoon from ramesh stating his kids came and when time permits he will call me… waiting for his call.

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Ek tha gaon jiska naam tha Laadpur, bahut hi chhota sa gaon tha bas 30-35 gharon ka basera tha.Kareeb 100/120 log rehte they us gaon mein.Gaon se 10km ki doori par hi shahar tha,magar shahar ke shor gul se pare tha.Bahut hi shaant aur khoobsurat gaon tha Laadpur. Wahan ke marad subah subah hi kaam pe nikal jaate the,kuch shahar ki taraf kuchh kheton ki taraf.

Ek tha gaon jiska naam tha Laadpur, bahut hi chhota sa gaon tha bas 30-35 gharon ka basera tha.Kareeb 100/120 log rehte they us gaon mein.Gaon se 10km ki doori par hi shahar tha,magar shahar ke shor gul se pare tha.Bahut hi shaant aur khoobsurat gaon tha Laadpur. Wahan ke marad subah subah hi kaam pe nikal jaate the,kuch shahar ki taraf kuchh kheton ki taraf. Auratein ghar ka kaam kaaj karti. Gaanv mein hi ek chhota sa school tha jahan 7th tak padhaya jaata tha.Bas sabhi ladke ladkiyan 7th tak padhayi khatam kar chuke the.ab bas koi kaam dhanda to nahin tha bas aise hi ghoom ghaam kar din guzaarte they.

Usi gaon mein char dost rehete they, Dinu,Haria,Aslam aur Kallu.Chaaron 15/16 saal ke they aur jawani mein kadam rakh chukey they.Bas unke Dimaag mein 24 ghante sirf aurat aurat aurat hoti thi. Mammey,Choot,Gaand, lauda, chudai bas yahi sab unki zindagi ban gayi thi. Har ladki bas unhein ek chodne ki machine lagti thi bas aur kuchh nahin,woh chudai ke liye itna taras rahe they ki unhein apni maa,behen,bhabhi ke baare mein bhi gandi gandi baatein karne mein bhi unhein koi sharam nahin aati thi.Kabhi kabhi shahar jaakar film dekhna aur wahan se gandi gandi kahaniyan aur tasweeron wali kitaabein khareedna inka shauq tha

Ek Din aise hi jhaadiyon mein baithkar ,lauda langoti mein se haath mein leke muthh maarte hue batiya rahe they yeh chaaron chodu yaar.

Aslam:”Abey saalon,kal jo dekhi thi “JISM” kasam se kya picture thi, Bipasha ka toh deewana ho gaya hoon yaar”

Haria:”Haan re aslam sahi kehta hai, uss madarchod John ki toh nikal padi,kaise usey samandar ke paas neeche sula ke uske laude ko choot mein lekar ghot ti hai,mera toh Lauda tann ke bamboo ho gaya tha”

Kallu:”Haria,Tera toh lauda tann ke bamboo ho gaya tha magar mera toh us chinaar ke jalwe dekhkar wahin pani nikal gaya,aaahhh”

Dinu:”Kallu, meri haalat toh mat pooch, mera toh dil kiya ki main parde mein ghus jaaon aur us raand bipasha ki chaddi cheer ke uski choot aur gaand chaat loon”

Aslam:”Kya choot hogi us suarni ki,kaali kaali jhaanton se bhari, ras tapkaati mmm sochkar hi mere munh mein paani aa raha hai”

Kallu:”Tujhe kaise pata ke uski choot jhaanton se bhari hogi?”

Haria: “abey chodumal,woh bangalan hai, aur jahan tak maine suna hai bengal ki auratein choot ki,gaand ki aur bagal ke baal nahin kaat ti. Jhaanton ki madad se woh mardon ko rijhaati hain”

Kallu: “Iska matlab Rani mukherjee ki bagal,choot aur gaand mein bhi jhaantein hongi. Haay main mar jaaooon ek baar Darshan ho jaye Rani ki gaand ki toh bas main ganga naha loon”.

Dinu: “haan yaar, mujhe bhi choot aur gaand pe baalon wali auratein bahut pasand hain, baalon kiwajah se paseena Zyada aata hai aur uski badboo mujhe pagal kar deti hai.Bipasha ki kaali gaand mein bhi baal honge, woh baal kitne khush kismat hain ke unhe 24 ghante Bipasha ki gaand sungne aur chaatne ka mauka milta hai.Kaash main bhi bipasha ki gaand ka ek baal hota”

Aslam: “dinu, kaali gaand toh teri maa ki bhi hai, saali subah subha jab paani bharne ati hai toh kya gaand matka matka ke chalti hai.kya tune dekhi hai kabhi apni maa ki gaand”

Dinu: “haan ek baar dekhi thi, jab main kheton mein gaya tha.maa sandaas kar ke gaand dho rahi thi.Main jhaadiyon mein chhupke dekh raha tha. Bahut hi pyaari hai meri maa ki gaand, baal they ya nahin dekh nahin paya magar gaand toh bahut pyari lagi mujhe.Maine phir bahut baar koshish ki ma ko sandaas karte hue dekhne ki par maa aisi jagah baithti thi ke dekhna mushkil hota tha.”

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It was Halloween again. I had ceased being scared, amazed, or even surprised by the holiday years ago

It was Halloween again. I had ceased being scared, amazed, or even surprised by the holiday years ago. Part of that had to do with the haunted house I had worked at through my high school and college years. I had seen it all, I was sure. Hell, I had been the one scaring other most of the time.

With that jaded mentality I was less then enthused to be heading back with a group of friends to the same damn haunted house I had worked at. They wanted a thrill and they felt I needed to be dragged along. 28 years old and single, they insisted I had no better way to spend my Sunday night then with them. Personally I would have rather watched my fish swim in circles in my aquarium, but telling them as much would have done more harm then good.

So there we were, standing in line at the entrance to the seasonal park. Every year for Halloween the 10 acre field was transformed into a nightmare landscape. Or as much as minimal funding and a lot of creativity would allow. The big haunted house and the maze were permanent structures, but everything else that was set up was erected for the one month long season and then taken down and stored for the next year. Meanwhile people of varying ages dressed up in costumes ran about trying to startle the paying customers.

I sighed when puff of smoke announced someone springing one of their pit gags. An air powered piston raised up someone dressed as a witch this time right beside us, making my friends jump in surprise. I smirked and shook my head. They had been placing that trick there for the past 4 years.

The witch leaned towards me, obviously recognizing me from the prior years when I had worked there, and shook her finger at me. In a shrilly witchy voice she said, “Don’t you worry, I’ll get you, my pretty!”

Another puff of smoke and she sank back into her pit. I shook my head and turned to my friends, who were laughing at me. I just shrugged. I could not help but wonder who the witch had been though, behind the makeup and the dark lighting she had looked pretty good. Her costume hugged her body nicely, if nothing else.

My friends and I soon split up. Everybody wanted to go and check out different attractions, never realizing we had enough time to try them all. Rather then explain that to them I let them do their thing. After all, this way I got out of having to endure the same things I had seen year after year. Instead I made my way to the concessions stand and hooked myself up with some hard cider and a couple of donuts. Normally donuts were not on my list of preferred munchies, but given the assortment of deep fried foods I deemed them the least damaging. I still promised myself I would do a few extra sets at the gym the next day though.

My one consolation was the girl working the concessions stand. Her named was Cindy and I had flirted with her the past few years I had worked there. She was dressed in a sexy Frankenstein outfit and my eyes were repeatedly drawn to the drawn on stitches on her skin that led into the neckline of her shirt. She was my greatest justification in buying several drinks.

Three hard ciders later I was feeling a little more social. I looked around, realizing I was bored and getting annoyed with the little kids that were running around and yelling. Having nothing better to do and not seeing any of my friends I headed for the house, wondering what lame stunts they had set up this year. On the way I found myself stopping briefly to chat with a few people I recognized, assuring them the place looked better then ever. I had a slight buzz so I was feeling kind.

I paused outside of the house and looked over, wondering. Sure enough, there she was, my fantasy girlfriend. I sighed again and shook my head. Dana Carver, hot-chick extraordinaire. Every year she was in the B-movie hayride exhibits. It was a hay ride around a track that had several scenes reproduced from various cheesy ‘B’ grade horror movies. Dana’s role was one of the sorority girls camping in the woods while some psycho jumps out of the woods and slaughters them all. The weapon varied each year, either knife, axe, chainsaw, or something else equally grisly, and the people on the wagon ate it up. Helped that the girls were spread around a campfire wearing slightly revealing clothing, again in ‘B’ movie style.

I shook my head and joined the line for the haunted house. I had flirted with Dana over the past couple of years too. She was only 22 and still had a lot of growing up to do. I realized she was 24 now, it had been two years since I worked there, and maybe she had done some of that growing up. I chuckled to myself and chased the thoughts away. Dana had never been and never would be more then a fantasy girl to me. If she only knew how responsible she was for the hundreds of millions of lost sperm she was responsible for.

I had to admit, the next thing that happened did indeed startle me. I heard a creaking noise and then the sound of wind rushing and the next thing I knew I had to take a step back as something literally flew past me. I turned and followed it and saw another witch on a broom. She made it to a platform built on a tree and stopped, turning to look back at me and grinning evilly. I looked up and saw a crane had been brought in and from it some cables were suspended, no doubt running to her and allowing her to swing back and forth from the platform she was on to another one. I nodded, it was an impressive set up.

It turned out the witch on a broom gag was just a distraction. I felt something grab my foot and I looked back as I was pulled off the narrow wooden bridge I was on. The fall was brief, with me landing on “web” of safety ropes. The person who had grabbed my ankle crawled out from under the bridge, moving along the ropes sensuously. It was a vampires, complete with the black hair, pale makeup, and bulging corset. I grinned, more impressed then ever and wondering why they had not done cool stuff like that when I had worked there.

She made her way to me, winking as she grew closer. I recognized her as Tiffany Jacobs, a girl who I had known to be into goth. It was no surprise she was dressed up as a vampire babe, I suspected she did that outside of Halloween season too. Not that I was complaining, she had the looks for it and as long as you were willing to overlook the perpetual smell of Marlboro Reds that hung around her she was kind of fun to hang out with.

“Look what I caught,” she said in a throaty voice accented as much as she could make it.

“Sucks to be me,” I said, grinning at my bad pun. She smirked in spite of herself and crawled over to me, brushing herself against me and nibbling on my neck with her plastic fangs.

“Tif, hurry up and get him down here!” I heard somebody whisper below us. She pulled away from me, pouting, and gave me a kiss on the lips that surprised me.

“No, this is the part that sucks,” she said with another wink. Then she pointed and shooed me away, showing me how to get out of the makeshift webbing.

I waved goodbye to her and made my way down to the ground, which had been dug out and turned into a set of tunnels that led into the house. I wondered how safe they were, but saw that they were shored up with fresh timbers and, in most places, were reinforced with plywood walls. Light was scarce but I fumbled through the mazelike tunnels until I finally came to a dead end. I frowned and felt around, grinning finally when I found a latch to pull on to open the door up.

It led me into a room in the basement of the house I knew well. Poles stretched from floor to ceiling with barber pole like black and white strips running around them. Strobe lights in the room fired off, disorienting the senses. Somewhere in the room, dressed in black with the white mask from the Scream movies, was at least 1 person with a plastic knife. I glanced around, remembering the trick to relaxing my vision and not focusing. There he was, moving up the right wall slowly to try and get behind me. I smiled and waved at him. He stopped, surprised, and waved back, realizing he had been busted.

I exited the room and headed through a tunnel with a revolving cylinder, doing my best to keep my balance as I walked through it. That was easy, but the next part had changed. In the past it had been a hallway with a descending ceiling, painted and lighted to make it appear as though you were growing, not that the room was shrinking. Now, however, it was a platform with rails I had to walk across and another cylinder rotated around me, the lines painted on it making me feel as though I should be rotating with it. I shook my head to clear it and stared straight ahead at the fixed point of the exit, then proceeded across. I had to admit, that was kind of neat too.

Once I was through that room I had to stop for a minute before proceeding into the next room. The spinning cylinder had given me a mild case of vertigo. I chuckled and proceeded, pushing through a door on my right. The room was one of the favorites of the workers; it contained a mannequin laying on a bed with fake blood all over it and signs of brutal murder. The rest of the bedroom was made up to look like the place of a violent murder as well, with more fake blood smeared on the walls and broken furniture, lamps, paintings, and other decorations. A railing ran through the room to keep the guests from going into the room itself and to help stop… him.

A man burst out of a secret door on the far side of the room and charged towards me, fake meat cleaver held high in the air. I had been expecting him and knew exactly where to look. He would stop as close to the rail as he could, with extra points awarded for actually brushing up against it. It was not uncommon for this particular exhibit to cause women to scream and we had even had a few pass out in the past. Like I said, it was one of our favorite exhibits.

What caught me off guard this time was not that he did not stop. He stopped right when he should have. It was somebody grabbing me from behind and pulling me through another secret door that surprised me! I had no idea about the door behind me, it was obviously something new. The door shut in front of me and I was plunged into darkness.

I was held by a pair of hands and from the softness of both the hands and the body I was held against I knew it was a woman. Then I felt other hands brushing against me, pulling me back and holding me still. I struggled briefly, testing their grip more then anything, and looked around nervously in the dark when I realized they were not going to let me go. I felt a couple of fingernails scrape across my cheek and I gasped at the sensation.

I opened my mouth to speak but was halted when soft lips pressed against mine, kissing me and stifling my words. Not only was my voice muffled, but my brain was short-circuited as well. What the hell was going on? Somebody started tugging at my belt and was unbuttoning my jeans. What the fuck?

I had a moment of lucidity then… There were multiple woman groping, fondling, and kissing me; why was I complaining?

My pants were pulled down then, taking my boxers with them and leaving me exposed. The lips left mine and I was maneuvered to the ground, laying on my back. Something soft and warm brushed across my lips, making me open them in a grin. I recognized it by tactile sensation alone. When it returned and latched on and started nibbling and sucking on the breast. After a few moments it pulled away and was replaced with its sister. I smiled around my mouthful and wondered who my wonderful benefactors were. This was to weird to be a fantasy come true, but I certainly had no complaints about it. In fact, I was beginning to think that maybe my own fantasies were a little to vanilla!

Somebody started jacking me off then, their soft hand wrapping around my cock and gently stroking up and down it. I was hard in seconds. Harder when I felt her hot breath and then her even hotter tongue licking the head of my dick. When she descended on me, slurping more then half of me into her mouth before I felt myself bottom out against her throat. I groaned happily, my hips bucking up instinctively.

The boobs pulled away from me then and I could hear as well as sense two people changing positions. The way I figured it there was four people there. One who was sucking my dick, two who were holding me, and a fourth who was… doing something else. I was not sure what until I could sense a body near my face again. Then the smell hit me and I grinned. I stuck out my tongue and lifted my head up, rewarded for my efforts when I tasted her pussy. She settled down on my face and humped her pussy over my lips and chin. I used my tongue as best I could but she did not seem interested in it, instead she wanted to just grind herself against me. I was not into the submissive role so much, but I could not complain really, it was the first pussy I had eaten in 3 months and she had a great flavor.

The mouth on my dick left then, making me moan at the sudden coolness of the October night air. They changed positions again next, though the one riding my face I suspect could not be budged with a lever big enough to move the Earth. I groaned happily when I felt someone sit on my dick, trapping it against my stomach as she rubbed her wet pussy up and down the length of it. She did this several times then finally picked herself up and used her hand to guide my cock to the entrance of her pussy. She sat down again, sliding down it slowly and deliciously. I gasped into the snatch on my face at the sensation of my dick slowly spreading her lips and filling her.

The woman on top of me shuddered and gasped, reaching down and putting her hands on my forehead as she ground her crotch against me even rougher. She came, fresh pussy juice coating my lips and chin so that I would look like a glazed donut later. I tentatively reached out and licked at her clit, making her squeal and fall away. I chuckled quietly, then focused on the incredible pussy that was milking my cock.

She would rise up, squeezing her muscles tightly and coaxing me to follow her, then she would crash back down, grunting a little as she bottomed out on my pelvis. It probably would have hurt had we not been having sex, so much pressure was she using.

Someone was kissing me again, licking gently at my abused lips and tasting the other woman’s juices. I opened my mouth and met the kiss, offering my tongue as a dancing partner to her. She accepted and we danced, sharing the taste of the first woman and both of us growing hotter by the minute. She pulled away from me then, nibbling with sharp teeth on my lip as she did so. I lay there, forced to refocus on the sensations building in my loins as the other women drove herself down onto me.

The kissing bandit returned, though this time she gave me the opposite end to kiss. She gently rubbed her ass against my face, confusing me for a moment but then I realized she had turned around and was facing towards my feet. I stuck my tongue out and slid it through her creamy slit, making her moan lightly. I was grateful for the distraction, to much more time spent focusing on my dick and I would have exploded deep inside of the woman fucking me so splendidly.

She, the woman on my face this time around, slid back and forth, making me change my tactics rapidly. I found she really got off when I rimmed her asshole with my tongue, something that I had never done before. Had I been in control of the situation I may never have done it either, but for some reason I had the justification that it was okay here, I had an excuse to let go my inhibitions.

The woman fucking me shuddered and sped up, slamming into me hard enough now to cause me to grunt in pain. She spasmed and convulsed as she orgasmed, her muscles clenching and contracting and squeezing my dick in ways that made me want to marry her. Then she fell off of me. Well, she fell off or was pulled off, I am not sure.

What I was sure of was that she was replaced by the fourth girl almost instantly. Her sopping pussy swallowed me whole almost instantly. I groaned as I felt myself entombed inside of her, the head of my dick poking against her cervix. She ground herself against me, squeezing my cock with her pussy while her clit made circles against my pubic bone. As good as the last girl was this one I preferred, she seemed to be taking it little more gently.

I refocused on the ass girl above me, driving my tongue against her sphincter and trying to penetrate it. Something wild had come over me and I did not stop to think what it was or to fight it, I just went with it. She grabbed her butt cheeks and pulled them apart, giving me as much access as she could. Regardless of my effort and her willingness I just could not fight past her sphincter with me tongue. Not too disappointed, she went for second place and slid her ass up enough so that I could suck and lick her pussy some more. She moaned above me began to hump my face. Not as rough as the first girl, but the movements were unmistakable.

I did my best but my best was not good enough. I was moments away from cumming. I tried to pull away from her or to get her to stop but with my mouth muffled by muff and my hands still restrained, I could do nothing more to resist the inevitable. I stabbed my tongue up into the pussy above me as deeply as I could and arched my neck, rubbing my chin against her clit and pushing her over the edge into an orgasm. She tried to drown me with her girl cum, surprising me, then pulled herself away from me.

I groaned and slammed my dick up into the pussy that was clenching my cock like a velvet fist. A soft, hot, wet, tight velvet fist. The tremors began in my feet and I made soft grunting noises with each thrust. She rode me like a professional cowgirl, her hips moving in sync with mine and stretching the last few precious seconds out into a single moment in eternity. She gasped and stiffened above me, her arms braced against my chest and her hands clawing almost painfully into my pecs. I erupted inside of her, driving myself up into her and filling her with my cum. She moaned loudly and forced her pussy as far down on my cock as she could, letting none of my cum escape while she whimpered and shuddered around me.

I had succeeded, all four women had gotten off. I was elated. I was proud. I felt like a million bucks and I felt like a stud. I was also fucking exhausted! The women still on me stayed still until my dick deflated enough to slide out. She slid off me then. The girls holding my arms let go too. I thought I was free to go, though I really wanted to go nowhere unless it was with the four of them, until I heard them whispering quietly among themselves. I could not make out their words, so quiet were they. They reached a decision quickly though, for they returned to me.

I felt one crawling up my legs, her tits brushing my thighs and her mouth encircling my shrunken prick, licking my cum and their juices from it. Had I been able to see what she was doing it may have been enough to get another round out of me. As it was it just blew my mind away.

Another girl made her way to my stomach, kissing and tonguing it then moving up to my nipple and biting on it. I gasped at the pain, then relaxed a little. Sure it had hurt but I just had an incredible orgasm and, although weird, it felt kind of good too. Another woman made her way to my throat on the opposite side and nuzzled in there, kissing and nibbling away at it. Each nibble caused a tiny pinch, again a minor pain but enough I could ignore as it was more erotic then anything.

The woman sucking my cock pulled away and spent a few precious moments bathing my testicles with her saliva then she started kissing and nipping at the inside of my thighs. I chuckled and wondered if they all had the same plastic fangs that Tiffany had used on me earlier.

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It started out as an accident. I had no idea myself how much it would affect me, but when my boyfriend Ryan ran his fingers through my hair I felt shivers run through my entire body. It relaxed me and excited me.

It started out as an accident. I had no idea myself how much it would affect me, but when my boyfriend Ryan ran his fingers through my hair I felt shivers run through my entire body. It relaxed me and excited me.

We were just sitting on the couch watching a movie at the time, he with his arm around me. I snuggled closer into him, hoping he would do it again. He did, confirming for me that it was definitely turning me on, but then the movie picked up and he got distracted.

By the time the movie was over I was frustrated. Unwittingly, he had started something that needed to be continued, but he had no clue. I tried flicking my hair towards him, but he just got annoyed when it got in his face and blew it away. It was not my style to say anything, after all, I did not want him to think me needy. So I just bit my lip and tried to figure out a way to get him to do it without him realizing what was going on.

The movie was over and it was getting late. Later than we usually stayed up, in fact. Unfortunately, I had something that needed to be taken care of. Unless Ryan was exhausted he never seemed to mind helping me out, after all, I made sure he was taken care of too!

“Good movie,” he said, rubbing his hand on my upper arm. Sure, that was nice, but I had something else in mind.

“Mmm,” I replied noncommittally, sliding my hand up his leg suggestively. I glanced down at his lap and watched my hand as it gently rubbed his crotch, then began undoing the button on his shorts and then the zipper.

“I’ll show you a good movie,” I purred, fishing his rapidly inflating dick out of his pants and sinking my head down towards it as I did so.

Ryan’s breath caught in his throat. “You want us to make a movie?” He asked, surprised and excited.

I stopped and laughed. “No, silly. Well, maybe sometime we could, but right now we’ve got better things to do!”

“Oh,” he said, trying not to sound disappointed. I smiled at him and then sucked his partially flaccid member into my mouth, determined to wash any disappointment away.

It worked. In seconds he was poking at the back of my throat, fully erect. I grinned around Ryan’s shaft, pleased with myself. I worked my sweatpants down, revealing the fact that I had no underwear on. I kicked them off and slurped up his length one final time, dragging my tongue along the tender underside and tasting a drop of his arousal.

Lifting my head up, I looked him in the eyes and let him see my hunger. We kissed, our mouths grinding together and our tongues wrestling. I repositioned myself in his lap, straddling him, and sank down slowly. My hand guided his cock into me, easily slipping it inside me since I had been so wet for so long already. He groaned into my mouth as I came to rest against him.

I broke the kiss and let him pull my t-shirt over my head, freeing my breasts for him to grope and suckle. I rose and fell on his lap gently at first, teasing him with what would come later. I leaned just close enough to him to let my hair dangle in his face, tickling and teasing him with its phantom touch. He blew at it repeatedly, and even swiped it out of the way a couple of times. He grunted disapprovingly to me, trying to let me know he did not appreciate it. I kept doing it anyway.

Finally, fed up with it, Ryan reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair near the back of my head. Feeling his fist pull it taught my breath caught in my throat and I felt a strange sensation run through me. I do not know if it originated at my pussy or if that is just where it ended up, but I felt myself get wetter and more turned on as he yanked my head back firmly.

“Damn it, Holly, your hair keeps tickling me!” He complained, taking a break from the wonderful job he had been doing on my breasts with his mouth.

I just groaned in response, the surge of lust obvious in my voice. He focused on me, surprised, and then he grinned. “You like that, do ya?” He asked, pulling my hair a little more and twisting my head.

I moaned again, unable to respond. Hell yes I liked it! That was why his dick was suddenly so slippery in my pussy and why I was having a hard time breathing. I wanted him to pull it on it, to yank it harder and to force me to do what he wanted. I had never felt this way, or at least not nearly this strongly, but for some reason pulling my hair was turning me into a slut that begged to be used and abused. I kind of liked it.

Ryan kept pulling, forcing me to lay down on the couch. He rolled with me so that he was on top, slamming himself into me faster and faster now. I gasped for air, feeling a tingling sensation starting in my toes already.

“Harder!” I gasped, urging him on. Ryan slammed his manhood into me harder and faster, mistaking my meaning. “No,” I said, “the hair!”

Grinning like a kid in a candy shop, Ryan did his best to pull my hair from our position. It was awkward and did not have the desired effect. He pulled out of me, making me whimper in disappointment, but kept me still on the couch with a fistful of my hair.

“Come here, slut,” he said. I burned with shame at the name he had called me, even though he had never used it before. At the same time, it excited me and made me want to beg his forgiveness for being so slutty. I would do anything he asked me, even behaving more like a slut than I already was.

I sat up because he made me. I was in heaven. He made me drop to my knees and I could not wait for it. He pulled me closer to his pulsing dick and without being told I happily opened my mouth and took him in. His cock was slick with my pussy juices, but I did not care. In fact, I was so turned on at the moment I considered it so hot and arousing that it could have been another woman’s juices! In fact, I almost wished it was. God was I a slut! But I was his slut, and that made me feel good. He proved it by guiding my head up and down his dick, using my hair to steer me.

I moaned almost nonstop, barely aware that I was even doing it. A tiny part of me could not believe how I was behaving, but that part was not in control of my body or my mind. The rest of me was running the show, and that part wallowed in the depravity and the submissiveness. I wondered if I could cum just from being used like Ryan was using me. How sick of a slut was I? Who cared, I still loved it!

He pulled me with more of a purpose, grinding the head of his dick into my throat. I fought my initial reaction, which was to gag, and was relaxed and horny enough to win. Soon I found myself liking the challenge of trying to deep throat him. Before long he realized that I was slamming my own head down on him harder than he was pulling me. He groaned and pulled me off of him. I resisted, wanting to continue sucking him, but in the end his hands (hey, when did he put both hands in my hair?) pulled me away.

He let me go with one hand and used the other to twist me around and bend me over until my face was pressed into the couch cushion. I felt so naked and vulnerable and exposed with my ass in the air and my legs spread. He could see all of me and do anything he wanted too. I felt some of my wetness roll down the inside of my thigh.

I felt him behind me then, on his knees. I pushed my ass back at him, urging him to take me like the wanton whore that I was. I wanted him in me. I need him in me! I-

I yelped! My breath hissed through my teeth and I felt the muscles in my pussy clench in excitement. Still, it had stung. He had spanked me! I tried to look back but his hand in my hair asserted itself, pulling my hair painfully and causing more of my wetness to run down my thigh. He slapped my ass again, hitting the other cheek this time. It was harder too. I moaned and tried to push back again towards him. I was totally gone by then, nothing more than a vessel to be used by him until he grunted and filled me with his seed… or sprayed it all over me, marking me as his territory. His possession. His plaything. His slut!

I was talking, begging and pleading with him, not even realizing what I was saying. I tried to pay attention and I heard myself at one point say, “fuck me Master! Fuck me please!” Did I really call him Master?

I must have because I felt something burn across my back and all the way into my hair. Another line of liquid heat hit me, this time across my shoulder and into my hair. I turned my head just enough to see and realize that Ryan was cumming on me! Another spurt of his cum arced out, landing on my cheek and hair. It felt so hot and so good, it made me quiver inside. He dropped down to his knees, firing again blindly, this time across my ass, perfectly coating the cleavage between my ass cheeks and sending warm tingles through my rectum. He lunged forward, spearing inside of me with his spasming cock.

I gasped for breath, feeling all of my body tense and release. He grunted as he continued to cum inside of me, firing off the last of his sperm into my pussy, then he did his red-blooded-American-best to drive me over the edge. What he did not understand is that I was already there. I was cumming so hard that I could not think. I could not move, could not hold myself up and could not relax enough to collapse. I felt frozen, my muscles warring with each other inside of me as my mind was fighting off the flashing colors and lights and overpowering sensations emanating from my sex.

I have no idea how long it was, but when I finally regained my senses I felt Ryan still pounding away at me. I was not sure how, but he had stayed hard the entire time. He had never done that before… not that I was going to complain! I groaned and looked back at him, smiling happily. He saw me and reached up, grabbing with each hand onto some fresh handfuls of hair. Without warning he pulled on them, making me arch my back and drive my ass back into him.

And just that quick, there I was firmly under his spell again. I rutted like a bitch in heat, slamming myself back at him and doing everything I could to suck him into me. I was his, for his pleasure, and for him to pleasure. I felt his cooling cum on my back, on my cheek, in my hair, and running down the crack of my ass to add to the messy lubrication already helping him slam in and out of my pussy.

Ryan leaned forward, letting one handful of hair go, and reached around my body. He found my boobs and started groping them. Normally he was gentle and attentive, but now he was every bit the animal that I was. He pinched my nipples and twisted them, making me gasp at the pain and drive myself harder at him. It was rough sex and it was fucking incredible. Or incredible fucking, either way.

I reached back with my right hand and slid it across my burning ass cheeks, using my short fingernails to dig into them suggestively. Unseen behind me, Ryan grinned and pinched my nipple harder. I slid my hand across, stretching as I did, and followed the trail of his cum down the valley of my ass to my puckered asshole. Already lubed with his cum, I plunged my middle finger into my own ass, feeling it rub against his cock through the thin walls of my colon and pussy.

Ryan groaned and grunted, growing larger inside of me and then slamming into me so hard it took my breath away. I felt him cumming again, his dick so stiff it felt like a red hot iron bar in my bowels. I shook on top of him, realizing that the reason I had no breath was because I was cumming again too. Then I didn’t know much of anything else.

“Holly!”

I opened my eyes and looked around. It all came crashing back into me instantly. I felt used and sore. My ass stung a little and I felt very full. I had to pee too, I realized. That made me crack a smile.

“Are you okay?” Ryan asked, concerned. He was sitting on the couch beside my head, still naked.

I groaned and sat up. “Okay? No,” I said, grinning. “I feel great!” I leaned over and gave his half empty penis a kiss of appreciation, then sat back on my heels.

He laughed. “You had me worried, blacking out like that. That was some hot stuff, baby!”

I nodded. “Yeah, it was! We’ve gotta do that again.”

I felt his sperm starting to run out of me. I slipped my hand between my legs to keep from dripping on the carpet and climbed to my feet a little stiffly. “Gotta pee, I’ll be back in a sec!”

Ryan sat there, staring fondly at me as I hurried out of the room. I tended to my business, spending several long minutes letting everything drain out of me, then realized I needed to take a shower too, I had his cum all over me. I pulled some of my matted hair around to my face, smelling his semen in it. I let it go and shook me head, grinning. Such freedom. Such release. Such raw passion… I shivered and flushed the toilet. We had just turned a page to an exciting new chapter in our lives!

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