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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am Nayana, 23, married, and a mother of a son aged one year, settled in Bangalore with my husband who was a businessman. I happened to visit Kochi to attend a marriage and could not get a train reservation and had to go by an evening bus to Bangalore.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">My relatives came to the bus stand and saw me off. I got an aisle seat and the window seat was vacant till the bus started. Just at the nick of the time a young man came and dumping his shoulder bag on the luggage rack wanted me to give room to get into the window seat.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had to get up from my seat to give room to him to go to the window seat. He sat there and turned to me and smiled apologetically.I said it is ok. I was looking at his youthful face, more childish, fair, with curly hair and thin brown hair in his mustache and few black hair in his beard.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He may be just sixteen or seventeen, well built, and tall and his handsomeness was very striking. The bus started moving through the traffic struggling to come out of the heavy evening traffic. It had to stop at several junctions for clearance signal and I could keep on looking at his</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">handsome face. He too was restless and was looking at me. I asked him what he is doing at Bangalore. He said his parents are there and he is in the college at Bangalore. His voice was very masculine and his language was very polished.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I took the opportunity to ask for his name and other particulars. He said he is Edward and people called him Ed. We cracked some jokes and the bus continued in a smooth drive. My one year old son, needed breast milk and I covering my body with my saree pallav fed him</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">my breast milk. Ed was looking at my child and was glancing quite frequently may be to get a glimpse of the breast. Having fed him from my right breast, I changed his posture to feed from my left breast when my pallav made a gap and Ed could have a glance at my naked right breast.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">Feeding my child with my left breast I covered myself completely with the saree pallav. I noticed my child has dozed off keeping my nipple in his mouth. The movement of the bus made him sleepy. It was dark outside and nothing was visible and I noticed the Ed too was dozing</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">from his seat. My left hand supporting the head of my child was touching the thigh of Ed. He was careful not to move his leg so that my child may not get awakened. Ed was wearing a t shirt with the buttons open to give a view of his chest.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">To keep the conversation going I asked him where we had reached and and such silly questions. Ed seemed to know the area very well and he was very vocal about the places we passed through. At about 8.30 pm we reached a place where the crew</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">said they may rake about half an hour break and anybody want to eat or go to the rest room may do so. I asked Ed whether he wanted to go. He said yes. I got up lifted my sleeping son on my shoulder and got up and gave room for him to get out of the seat.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He asked me whether I need anything. I told him that I have some sandwitches in my bag and drinking water and I dont need any thing. He went to the hotel took his supper and came back. Again the process was repeated and we both were seated.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">The bus started by 9 pm in a farely good speed. I think it was a govt. bus and took a longer route via Wynad. Ed was dozing and rested his head on the head rest. I noticed almost all the passengers were asleep except me.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I noticed the head of Ed was rolling so much that it was touching my shoulders. I had to raise my right hand and support his head so that he may not fall on my child. He did not realise that his head was actually supported by my hand.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I just pushed him so that he may rest on the head rest. I touched his cheeks because his face was glowing in his youthfullness. The touch of his body made me wet in my panties. I suddenly remembered that I had not buttoned my blouse and my boobs were out of the bra.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">My child was sleeping peacefully and my left hand was supporting the head of my child. Suddenly I realised that my hand was resting on a bulge in the jeans of Ed. I pressed the bulge and was sure that he too had an erection in his sleep.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">Poor boy may be having a wet dream and that is why he has an erection I thought. Thus stopped suddenly at some place where there were no lights at all. The driver tried to start the engine, but it was not starting. They opened the bonnet and tried some more but of no use.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">We spent more than half an hour trying to restart the bus but it was of no use. The conductor came and announced that there is some problem and they had to contact the depot and call for some mechanic to rectify the problem.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He said there is a hotel nearby where some rooms are available but they will give those rooms only to families with infants. Conductor asked me whether I would prefer to go to the hotel and have a restful sleep. He said the journey will commense only in the morning.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I looked at Ed who was awake by then. I asked him whether he also will come to help me since it was an unknown place and I do not want to go alone. He said he will come. I took my handbag, which Ed volunteered to carry and I took my child on my shoulders and got down</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWh0z6jPhF4OMlBdNae8Wikk6D8eQ-MA7f-RNtAL9LOXwVTiDP-k4m61F3l2j00oNn3OfYifWYIR9eNaEVabQdxnrN_6Uf-lmogIbq8z5FmpgCD8wjXpJRLEEBkni0XIcVgEGXwf1VF_Y/s1600/8217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWh0z6jPhF4OMlBdNae8Wikk6D8eQ-MA7f-RNtAL9LOXwVTiDP-k4m61F3l2j00oNn3OfYifWYIR9eNaEVabQdxnrN_6Uf-lmogIbq8z5FmpgCD8wjXpJRLEEBkni0XIcVgEGXwf1VF_Y/s1600/8217.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size: small;">from the bus. Ed was following me with my luggage and his shoulder bag. We went to the hotel. They said they have only one room and we said we wanted it. It was upstairs and we were guided to the room. It had only a double bed.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><br /> </div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I placed my sleeping child on the bed and Ed placed the bags on the floor. I asked the hotel manager whether they can spare a mattress at least. No was the reply. I asked Ed whether he has any objection in sleeping in the bed along with me.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He was shy and said he will sit on the chair and place his legs on the teapoy and sleep. I went to the bathroom, adjusted by bra and the blouse and came back. In the meantime Ed had changed his t shirt and jeans and wore a lungi. His nakedness was very charming.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I asked him to lie down near me and I moved to the middle of the bed near my child. He put off the light and lied on the edge of the bed. There was not enough space for both of us and out bodies touched each other. I turned to the side of my child and Ed also turned to me side.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I could hear his breathing. My child was in deep sleep and I turned to the side of Ed and looked into his eyes. He was too awake and was looking at me. I placed my hand on his face and pulled him closer and kissed him on his cheeks.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">The small bedroom lamp in the room was sufficient to show his face glowing. He was too shy and I pulled him again and kissed on the other cheek. and forehead. I took the hand of Ed and placed it on my back and asked him to embrace me.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He, it appeared just wanted my permission, pulled me with all strength and kissed me on my cheeks and on my mouth. I sucked his lower lip and searched for his tongue. Ed was clumsy and was kissing all over my face and ears. I took his hand and placed it on my boobs.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He pressed them softly and looked at me. I told him softly to suck the nipples. His first suck gave him mouthful of milk. It was quite unexpected for him. He gulped the whole thing and he took mouthful from both the nipples.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He was already horny and me too and we did not need any foreplay. I pulled his lungi and found that he did not have any undergarment. His goldencoloured cock a 7 inch beauty was fully erect and I just got up and snifted at it.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I touched it, held it with my both hands and I felt his ball pouch. I kissed it at the tip and his precum made a thread like formation with my lip. I opened my mouth put it in my mouth. My tongue rolled around it and gave it a soft suck. Ed was busy lifting my saree and pettycoat.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I removed all my clothes and was nude. He wanted to have a look at my pussy. I had shaven it in the morning since my hubby wanted it always clean when we meet. Here Ed looked at it with great interest. I allowed him to have a careful look.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He opened the cunt lips and took a closer view. He asked me whether he can switch on the light. I said no, since somebody will notice that the lights are on and watch the happening through some crevice. He agreed and lowered his face and kissed my cunt.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He licked it and and asked me where the clit is. I smiled at his ignorance and showed it to him. He dug his tongue tip on my clit and massaged it with his tongue. I was very much high. He then pulled the clit with his lips and sucked it softly. I asked him to lick it with force. He did it.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">My orgasm was building. Within a short time I reached my first orgasm and my cunt fluids were flowing freely. I asked him to insert his cock inside. He came between my legs and took his cock in his hand and rubbed the tip on my clit and then tried to get in inside.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">Poor fellow was not able to do it properly. I guided it into the proper place and it went smoothly in. It went deeper and deeper and I thought it may enter my cervix. Ed then started his in and out movements. I asked him to do it deeper and faster.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">His solid muscles did it with ease and he went on fucking deeper and very fast. It gave me my second orgasm. Ed then had his and he sprayed his fluids inside me with such a force that I could feel it touching my cervix. But his hardness continued.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He went on pumping with full force for another 15 minutes and we both had out third orgasm. I entwined my legs around him and hugged him tightly and his whole body rested on mine. We both got up went to the bathroom cleaned of all the mess and came back.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I asked him whether he has ever fucked any body before. He said no. His virginity was lost in my cunt. I hugged and kissed him. I asked to lie down and I just wanted a ride on him. That was my favourite pose even with my husband.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">My husband liked my riding like a cowgirl and he sucked my boobs when I jumped on him. I rotated my hip so that his cock will also revolved around the various erotic nerves. I gave a cry of pleasure, which Ed liked very much. We reached orgasm faster.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">After some time I taught him to do it in the doggy style. He liked it very much since it gave a deeper penetration. I also enjoyed it very much because his cock was very rigid even after three continuous fucks. I sucked his cock after we reached orgasm,</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">and licked all the fluids sticking it. He too was sportive that he licked my cunt and sucked all fluids flowing from it. It was 4 am. We had spent the whole night fucking. My child started moaning for milk. I gave him my nippled to suck. But Ed wanted to suck my clit.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I opened my legs wide and Ed kneeled on the floor and his tongue was searching for my clit when my son sucked my nipple. Finally Ed got my clit and started to suck it softly. My son was also sucking my nipple. I had to raise him above the head of Ed to enable both do the sucking.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">No woman on earth would have experienced so much pleasure as me with both my nipple and clit being sucked simultaneously. We had no time to sleep. We both were tired and my son continued to sleep contentlly. I allowed Ed to have his way. He licked my cunt and clit.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">He drank all the cunt juices and again licked my cunt and clit. But he was careful that he does not cause any discomfort. I was high in heaven with a continuous orgasmic pleasure. Sometime I asked him to give his cock and he turned to form a 69 posture.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">I sucked his cock hard and he orgasmed and pumped his semen into my mouth. I wondered how this boy got so much fluids. At 5 we got up, washed ourselves and I asked Ed to go and enquire whether the bus is repaired and when they will start.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">They that the mechanic is repairing and we may start by 7 am. We brushed out teath got dressed up and ordered for tea, cleaned up all the tell tale evidence of our sexadventure of the night. With our breakfast we started at 7.15 am and reached Bangalore at 12 noon.</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2; margin: 0px 0px 15px; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: small;">My husband was there at the busstation with all anxiety. When we got down he came running and enquired the reason for the delay. I narrated the engine problem and introduced Ed and told him that Ed was very helpful. My husband thanked Ed. and took down his telephone number.</span></div></div>

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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoOK5Uo6JxfNGTyek0WxXv4lOkJDbdCq4ka8__xrNpuCWBIyQIzsJ6zDLr2gUd3T1qt2WriNFwlb-W11q6t_jN9hcM-vruFSJKseLeBxvkKYsLpU2V4ogugFm6ldVqV2UyHGsjL7vwu0/s1600/QpqhU7gqEz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoOK5Uo6JxfNGTyek0WxXv4lOkJDbdCq4ka8__xrNpuCWBIyQIzsJ6zDLr2gUd3T1qt2WriNFwlb-W11q6t_jN9hcM-vruFSJKseLeBxvkKYsLpU2V4ogugFm6ldVqV2UyHGsjL7vwu0/s1600/QpqhU7gqEz.jpg" /></span></a></div><br /> <div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Friends, I hope you enjoyed my earlier stories about a housewife with a servant and the one about a married man having sex with his colleague. This time, I am writing about a young man's experience with a matured lady.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">These are all my fantasies and they are not related to any real life stories. So here we go. Enjoy! Sanjay was in last year of MSc. Sanjay came from a modest middle class family. To add a cushion to the pocket money he received from his father,</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay took mathematics tuitions of young students. One of Sanjay's students, Arpit was in fifth grade. Arpit was born in UK and had studied there until his fourth grade. Arpit's family had now returned to India. Having studied abroad for first four years,</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Indian schooling was getting a bit tough for Arpit. Hence, Aprit's parents had approached Sanjay for the tutions. Sanjay happily agreed. Sanjay went to Aprit's bungalow three days in a week for two hours tuitions between 6 to 8 in the evening.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay liked to go to Arpit's house for the tuition. Arpit had a separate study room. While Sanjay taught Arpit, Mrs. Joshi, Arpit's mother would often bring nice snacks for him to eat. Mrs. Joshi was about 35.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She had a very fair complexion and was a bit chubby, but not completely out of shape. Whenever she brought snacks for Sanjay and her son Arpit, Mrs. Joshi would sit down to have a small talk with Sanjay. She would inquire about Sanjay's studies,</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">his future plans, his family members etc. Slowly, Sanjay too became at ease when talking to her. Despite the gap of about 12 years in their age, they slowly developed a good friendship. Since Arpit's father would return to home only after 8:30 at night,</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay hardly had any interaction with him. A year passed by. Sanjay had scored good marks in his MSc and also found a job in a renowned college as a lecturer. He did not need to continue with his tuitions anymore. But upon Mrs. Joshi's insistence, he continued Arpit's tuition.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Going to Arpit's house was more than going for a tuition. It also meant unwinding from day's stress and having frank talks with Mrs. Joshi. Even after more than year of their acquaintance, Sanjay never called Mrs. Joshi by her name.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He always referred to her as Joshi madam or Arpit's mom. As their friendship grew, their interaction became more and more informal. Many a times, Sanjay would give a test paper to Arpit and he would go in</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi's kitchen to chat while she cooked dinner. When Sanjay had just started tutoring Arpit, Mrs. Joshi used to wear evening clothes like Salwar Kameez or Jeans and T shirt. But lately, Sanjay had seen her in her night clothes more often.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Now a days, Mrs. Joshi did not mind wearing her night gowns even while Sanjay was in the house. Her night gowns were made of cotton and they were mostly sleeveless. The gowns were semi transparent.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay did not realize when he started enjoying staring at Mrs. Joshi. When Mrs. Joshi cooked in her kitchen, Sanjay liked to stare at her nice round buttocks. He often felt like grabbing them behind. And such thoughts gave him an erection.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs Joshi also had noticed Sanjay's glances at her shaved armpits whenever she moved her hands through her hair. Mrs. Joshi was very sure that Sanjay was still a virgin. After all, he was only 21. His curious looks at Mrs. Joshi were quite natural.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The thought that she still had a power of seducing young men at the age of 36 pleased Mrs. Joshi. Her husband was busy in climbing the career ladders. He hardly expressed desires in bed these days. Sometimes Mrs. Joshi wondered if she had lost the charm.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">But Sanjay's occasional glances at her vitals suggested otherwise. One night, after having a very cold sexual encounter with her husband, Mrs. Joshi was lying on the bed naked, not able to sleep. Mr. Joshi had already started snoring.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She thought of her recent sex with her husband. He was not even ready. Mrs. Joshi had to make efforts to harden his penis by hand massaging it. And when he was aroused, he did not bother to even look at Mrs. Joshi's naked body.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He simply rode on her and had a quick intercourse and went back to sleep. Mrs. Joshi felt very frustrated. Her testosterones levels were still very high. Many thoughts came and went through Mrs. Joshi's mind while she was lying naked in the bed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She thought of her early days into marriage. She and her husband used to have lot of fun. She thought of the day when they had recorded their love making act. The VCD of their naughty performance was still lying in their bedroom cupboard.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">And somehow, a thought of Sanjay looking at her naked body came into her mind. Mrs. Joshi wondered why such thought came. But she realized that that thought didn't just come to her mind. It also made her feel wet between the groins.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Her finger automatically went over her clitoris. She fantasized Sanjay looking at her naked body. She also imagined how his pants would look like due to the erection. Unknowingly, she increased the pace of rubbing her clitoris.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The thought and the sensation from rubbing sent several currents through her body. She didn't care that her husband was sleeping right next to her. And she was thinking of a young man, who tutored her son. Was it insane? She did not care.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Had her husband satisfied her, she wouldn't even think of anyone else. The thoughts were running wild. Mrs. Joshi was reaching very close to climax. At the same time, she imagined Sanjay touching her breasts.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">And that was it! Just the thought of Sanjay touching her breast took Mrs. Joshi to climax. Her whole body was shaking. She experienced intense contractions in her vagina. After a long time did she have such a strong orgasm.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">After a minute or so, she calmed down. She got out of the bed, put up her clothes and went back to bed to sleep. Next day, while making tea, Mrs. Joshi thought of the incident that happened night before. She wondered if there was anything wrong in her fantasy.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Somewhere she thought may be its not right to think of Sanjay like that. But her desires were defeating her morals. Last night's solo experience was so strong that she really wanted to have it in real; At least once.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She woke up from her thoughts as Mr. Joshi walked in the kitchen. She poured the tea in a cup and gave it to him and got back to normal routine. That evening Sanjay came to their house as usual. Mrs. Joshi behaved with him normally as she always did.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The only difference was, she started paying more attention to Sanjay's occasional glances at her vitals. She also tried to subtly spot any bulging in pants. But she was not successful. Days passed. Mrs. Joshi was getting bolder the way she dressed when Sanjay came to their house.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">At times she would wear black bra under a white top. Sometimes she wore a low neck top and bend in front of Sanjay to give him a look of her cleavage. And sometimes she wore a semi transparent gown with no slip inside. She observed Sanjay's reactions to her seducing behavior.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay had noticed Mrs. Joshi's change in the way she dressed. It was a pleasure sighting Mrs. Joshi's cleavage and her bare, arms, her shaved armpits. When he was alone, Sanjay also liked to imagine how Mrs. Joshi's naked body would look like.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">One day, Sanjay gave some exercise questions to Arpit and came into living room to chat with Mrs. Joshi. Mrs. Joshi was reading Arpit's science book. Sanjay asked "Mam, you are reading Arpit's science book? What happened?"</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi replied "You know Sanjay, the school board is crazy. They want to teach birds and bees to sixth grade students!" Sanjay looked at her with a question mark. "Birds and Bees?" Sanjay's education was in his native language. He did not know the term.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi kept the book aside and looked at Sanjay with a surprise. "You don't know birds and bees Sanjay?" She started laughing. Sanjay was puzzled. "Don't you know how a baby is born?" She asked. Now Sanjay got the clue.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He blushed. Mrs. Joshi was amused to see a young man blushing like that. She asked him naughtily, "Don't you know?" Sanjay nodded. He was looking at the floor. Mrs. Joshi did not want to give up the topic. "Tell me what do you know. Let me take your test".</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay was hesitating to speak. Mrs. Joshi insisted. "Come on! Don't be shy!" But before the topic went any further. Arpit called for Sanjay. Sanjay felt relived. He went inside to attend Arpit. Mrs. Joshi sat on the sofa recalling how Sanjay reacted.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The thought made Mrs. Joshi arouse a bit. After Sanjay finished the tuition, he came out of Arpit's room. Arpit was still in his room, playing the video games. Sanjay proceeded towards the main door to leave the house. Mrs. Joshi got up to see him off.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">When they were at the door, Mrs. Joshi brushed her hand thru Sanjay's hair and said, "You are very innocent!" Next week, Mr. Joshi went to Delhi to attend a week long conference. It was only Arpit and Mrs. Joshi at home. Sanjay came to teach Arpit as usual.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi was wearing a sleeveless cotton gown. The gown had buttons in the front. Whenever she bent, the gap between two buttons widened to give a glimpse of her beautiful round breasts, half covered by the bra. Mrs. Joshi noticed Sanjay trying hard to take a peek at them.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi asked Sanjay to give a 1 hour test to Arpit on maths and come to a living room so Arpit can solve the problems without disturbance. Sanjay obliged. When he came to living room, Mrs. Joshi asked him to sit on the sofa and said that she will get tea.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She brought tea and biscuits in a tray and bent down to keep the tray on the table in front of Sanjay. Sanjay obviously did not miss the chance to have a good look at Mrs. Joshi's cleavage. While he looked at her cleavage, Mrs. Joshi made an eye contact with him.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay felt ashamed and he looked down. After keeping the tray on the table, Mrs. Joshi sat next to Sanjay and sternly said, "Sanjay, what were you looking at?" Sanjay was scared now. He thought as if it was end of the life. He just murmured, "S...Sorry mam".</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">"That's not an answer." Mrs. Joshi still sounded stern. "I want you to tell me what were you looking at. Give me straight answers". Sanjay did not say a word. He was sat there looking at the floor. His face turned red.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi pitied him seeing like that. She softened her tone. She put her hand on his back and smilingly she said, "I know what you looked at. You were trying to see what's underneath my gown right?" Sanjay nodded and again said "Sorry! I should not have done that".</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi said, "Don't be sorry. You are young. Its a natural feeling. I don't mind". While saying so, Mrs. Joshi unbuttoned top two buttons of the gown and widened the opening. Her cleavage was visible at the greatest extent possible.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She said "Look here!" Sanjay turned his head towards her and was mesmerized to see Mrs. Joshi's cleavage. Within seconds after he turned his head, Mrs. Joshi covered her cleavage. Sanjay was still in a shock.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi put her hands on his pants to feel the buldge inside and naughtily smiled. She got up from there and headed to kitchen. While going, she said "Finish your tea before it gets cold. And yes, call your home and tell that you are going out with your friends</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">and will come very late. We have to finish your birds and bees lessons after Arpit sleeps". Sanjay got an idea of what was in his plate. He immediately called his home and told them that he will be coming home very late.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi had started cooking in the kitchen. Sanjay went to check on Arpit. After the tuition was over, all of them had dinner together. Arpit was excited to see Sanjay having dinner. He was fond of Sanjay.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">After the dinner, Mrs. Joshi signaled to Sanjay to pretend to leave the house. Sanjay did so. Then, Mrs. Joshi took Arpit to his room. She made his bed and read him story. Within 15 minutes, Arpit went to bed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">When Mrs. Joshi was making Arpit go to sleep, Sanjay re-entered the house and sat on the sofa. within 10 minutes or so, Mrs. Joshi came out. Sanjay anxiously sat there not sure of how things would unfold. Mrs. Joshi came closer to him. She sat next to him and put her hand over</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">his back. And said, "You like to watch me?" Her touch on the back sent mild current through Sanjay's body. He nodded. "What do you like to watch?" asked Mrs. Joshi. Sanjay just looked down. Mrs. Joshi asked "Feeling shy?" "Hmm" responded Sanjay.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi unbuttoned her gown to expose her cleavage again. She asked Sanjay, "Do you like to see this?" Sanjay looked at her cleavage and nodded. "Do you feel like touching it?" asked Mrs. Joshi. Sanjay looked at her with a question mark on his face.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She said "Go ahead!" Sanjay's hands were shaking. He put his hand on her exposed chest. Mrs. Joshi held his hand and pressed it over her chest. Now Mrs. Joshi unstrapped her bra. She removed her bra and threw it on the floor. Her gown was still covering her breast.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She moved Sanjay's hand a bit down. Sanjay felt her erect nipple. Sanjay was fully erect by now. Sanjay instinctively pressed the breast. "Aah" Mrs. Joshi moaned. She was loving Sanjay's touch on her breast. "Kiss there!" she whispered very softly.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Her eyes were closed. She was enjoying the touch. Sanjay obliged her. He hurriedly removed her gown. Her breast popped out. Sanjay bent down and started sucking her nipple. Mrs. Joshi was moaning very softly. That was making Sanjay more excited.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Now Mrs. Joshi held his head and lifted it. She kissed his lips. She got up from the sofa and moved on Sanjay's lap. She was facing Sanjay. She held Sanjay's head with both hands and kissed his mouth.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay had no experience of kissing a woman but he could bet that Mrs. Joshi must have been the best kisser. When Mrs. Joshi kissed Sanjay, her vagina was rubbing against Sanjay's erect penis inside the pants.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She rubbed it intentionally to enjoy the stimulations on her clitoris. Her breasts were pressed against Sanjay's chest. Sanjay was sitting there helplessly not sure how to react to such an overwhelming action.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Now Mrs. Joshi moved back. She removed her gown. She was now topless. Siting on Sanjay's lap. Sanjay looked at those beautiful, round 34C breasts. She had a medium sized pinkish areola and erect nipple.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay's penis throbbed inside his pants. Mrs. Joshi sensed the movement. She asked him "How is it?" Sanjay was in no mood of speaking. Mrs. Joshi held one breast in her hand and pointed the nipple towards Sanjay and said, "Suck it!"</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay immediately followed her instructions. He had fantasized about seeing Mrs. Joshi naked. Now he was actually seeing her naked. He was playing with her breasts. He was sucking them. Mrs. Joshi was loving the way he was sucking the breast.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">It was far different than her husband who had been sucking it out of formality and not out of passion. She was enjoying the passion filled act by Sanjay. She moaned. After letting Sanjay play with her breasts, Mrs. Joshi got up and asked Sanjay to follow her in the bedroom.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She picked up her clothes from floor and headed to the bedroom. Sanjay followed. Once they got inside the bedroom, she asked Sanjay to take his clothes off. Sanjay did so without any hesitation. His erect penis popped out.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi had taken her clothes off as well. She came closer to Sanjay. Her breasts pressed against Sanjay's chest. She held his erect penis and looked at him. "Does it always get hard when you think me?" Mrs. Joshi asked naughtily. "Hmm" responded Sanjay.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi started stroking his hard penis with her hand. She maintained eye contact with Sanjay while she stroked his penis. She enjoyed his facial expressions in response to the intense stimulation.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She tried to recall when was the last time she saw similar expressions on her husband's face. Sanjay stopped her in few seconds. She asked him what happened. Sanjay said "I can't bear it further". She smiled. She sensed that any further stroke would make him come.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">And she was not yet ready for that. Now Mrs. Joshi moved away from Sanjay and got in the bed. She asked Sanjay to come over and kiss her toes. Sanjay looked at her puzzled. She firmly said "Do as I say."</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay started kissing her toes. Then as per Mrs. Joshi's instructions, he started kissing her ankle and then on the side of her knees and then on her thighs. Sanjay touched her smooth, very fair thighs and moved his hand over them. He was enjoying the touch.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi too liked her thighs getting caressed. She responded with moans. Now Mrs. Joshi asked Sanjay to move up. It was the first time Sanjay was seeing any female's genital area. Mrs. Joshi's vagina was covered in th dark hair. The pink opening of the vagina looked very wet.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay touched it with his fingers and looked at her. Mrs. Joshi asked him to kiss it. Sanjay hesitated a bit. But he remembered the porn films he had watched and decided to get down to the act. Afterall, Mrs. Joshi was taking him to the wonder world of sex.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Who wouldn't prefer a guided tour like this? Sanjay bent down to kiss her vagina and without even having to be told, he licked it very gently. He heard a loud moan in response. Mrs. Joshi was loving it. "Good! keep doing it" said Mrs. Joshi.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay repeated the licking. Mrs. Joshi widened the opening of her vagina with her index and middle finger. She said "Put your tongue inside". Sanjay did so. "Aaah!" Mrs. Joshi was getting intense stimulation now. She whispered "Wiggle it inside".</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay was getting excited by Mrs. Joshi's instructions and responses. He wiggled his tongue inside Mrs. Joshi's vagina. His tongue touched all areas of inner walls. Mrs. Joshi was squirming. It must have been 6 years since she was getting oral.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mr. Joshi had refrained from this act for quite some time. Mrs. Joshi was coming closer to climax. She held Sanjay's head and pulled it away from her vagina. She squeezed her vagina and experienced the intense vaginal orgasm.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She had forgotten the intensity of it. It was heaven. Sanjay stood their clueless. He held his penis and stroked it and saw Mrs. Joshi was going through. After few seconds, Mrs. Joshi relaxed. She asked Sanjay to come near her in the bed. Sajay lied next to her.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Both of them faced each other. Mrs. Joshi moved her hand through his head and moved closer to kiss him. Sanjay put his hand around her and kissed her. This time he was very confident and firm. He also put his leg over Mrs. Joshi's waist.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He was caressing her back. Mrs. Joshi liked that. She hardly got such a soothing experience after an orgasm. Sanjay was still erect. He rubbed his penis over her genitals. Mrs. Joshi realized that he wanted to come too.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She released herself from his arms and got up from the bed. Sanjay was puzzled. She said "Wait a minute." She went to her closet and came back with a condom. She unpacked it. and came back in bed. She put the condom on Sanjay's penis.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Then she made Sanjay lay on his back. She now rode on Sanjay. With her hands, she guided his hard penis inside her vagina. Sanjay enjoyed the sight of her beautiful breast bouncing while Mrs. Joshi stroked him. He put his hands over them and pressed them and squeezed them.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He watched the way Mrs. Joshi was reacting to him. He had always seen her in decent looks and as a respected figure. Today, the same Mrs. Joshi, Arpit's mom was looking very wild. And he was actually inside her.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Now Mrs. Joshi bent over him. She kissed him again and said "Are you having fun?" "Yes madam" replied Sanjay. Mrs. Joshi smiled. She naughtily said, "Bad, boy! fucking your madam like this?" Sanjay pinched her buttocks and said, "My madam is fucking me!"</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">They both laughed. Sanjay's penis was still inside her vagina, but there was no stroking. Sanjay said "Thank you for the best time!" She replied "No I thank you. I was missing all this fun for many years" Sanjay was surprised and asked "Why?</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mr. Joshi doesn't love you?" She replied, "He loves me, but he loves his career first. Sanjay, when you marry don't ever ignore your wife. Promise me you will pay attention to her always. Never let her feel that you are not attracted towards her."</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Sanjay replied "Hmm!" "I will teach you how to keep your wife always happy. In bed and otherwise too!" Sanjay asked "So, are we doing it again?" Mrs. Joshi pinched his nose and said "Naughty boy! you like this old woman?" Sanjay said "I love you!"</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Mrs. Joshi replied "Don't fall far me emotionally. We have our own lives. But yes, we can do this again anytime you wish. But only until you get married ok? Once you marry, you must be faithful to your wife." Sanjay nodded.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">They both kissed again and Mrs. Joshi stroked him again. Sanjay said he wanted to be on top. Mrs. Joshi agreed. They rolled so that now Mrs. Joshi was on the bed and Sanjay over her. Mrs. Joshi asked him to sit on his knees and again guided his penis inside her.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Then she rested her legs on his shoulders. Sanjay started stroking her. Mrs. Joshi was again moaning. She asked him to stroke hard. Sanjay followed. He stroked hard and deep inside. Mrs. Joshi asked him to increase the pace. He did so.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Within few minutes, Sanjay exploded. Mrs. Joshi felt his penis jerking, but the condom prevented the squirt of his sperm inside her. Sanjay collapsed on her. They lied on the bed quiet. After five minutes or so, Mrs. Joshi asked Sanjay to get dressed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">It was 1:30 at night. Sanjay got up, went to the toilet and cleaned himself. Then he wore his clothes and left Mrs. Joshi's home. Mrs. Joshi too put on her clothes, secured the locks of main door and went to sleep.</span></div></div>

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Nafeesa Enjoying Sex with Father in Law

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I am Nafeesa again. My sex adventure with Sulaiman went on clandestinely for one more year. My mother was hospitalised and then my father was hospitalised. When either one of them is sick, the other went as bye stander. Sulaiman and I got out fucking session without arousing suspicion. When the magic pill is there why worry was our motto.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The moment the door is closed and bolted from inside, we started to cuck right from there. Sulaiman inserted his ccck and lifted me and carried me around with his cock inside me, to the kitchen or bedroom. We never wanted to waste a moment. While I am cooking in the kitchen, he will lurk between my legs and lick my cunt. Cunt crazy, Sulaiman never was tired of fucking.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">When father is at home he will keep his distance reverentially. My parents started searching for an alliance and immediately a proposal came from the parents of Rasheed, working in Soudi Arabia. He was a handsome guy, graduate, earns handsomely. My parents gave their consent asked for my opinion. I would have preferred Sulaiman.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">But my mother showed all her anger and insisted that I should marry only Rasheed. Finally it was agreed. Sulaiman was very much upset. I cannot run away with him. He had no independent income. After betrthal in the mosque. Rasheed came to see me. He was really handsome. I was fascinated by his talk. He talked softly and lovingly.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Marriage was conducted in a grand scale. Lot of people came. Rasheed was to stay for a month and go back and send me my visa for my going to Saudi. During first night, he was treating me delicately like a newly married girl. He saw my clean shaven pussy and asked me who advised me to keep it clean shaven. I told him my aunty advised and showed me how to do it.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">His tool was big like that of Sulaiman. First day he did it with grace, not to pain me being the first night. Gradually he increased the number of times. He was concealing all his passion and opened up only gradually. I enjoyed riding on his. He fucked upwards to make things more thrilling and we both cummed together. Unfortunately he on completion of his leave had to leave for Saudi.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He said he will try for a visa for me. But it may take time. I cried on his departure. But secretly I consoled myself because of Sulaiman. My affair with Sulaiman can continue as before. On the day of the departure of Rasheed, his father came to see him off. Rasheed asked me to go and stay with his father since he was alone and only a servant maid kept company with him.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I reluctantly agreed. I took my briefcase with my clothes while going to the airport so that I can accompany Rasheed's father to go to his place. It was far away and needed one day's travel to reach. He was more yougish than my father. His name was Haji Moosa and presented a grave and serious face. They were fabulously rich and there were no children other than Rasheed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Their house was a new house, big with about four bedrooms all very luxuriously furnished. Haji Moosa slept in the ground floor in the master bed room. My bed room upstairs, airconditioned with attached bathroom etc. There was a computer in the bedroom and a small TV and a big TV in the drawing room.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">On the day Rasheed was going after the departure of the flight, my father in law Moosa Haji suggested that we stay in a hotel room rather than drive down in the dead of night. It was a long seven hour drive. I simply nodded my head. We went to a hotel near the airport and took a room, a double room. He asked the driver to sleep in the car and we went to the room it wss a big room with a double cot.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">We took our lunch and slept in the bed. I did not have any change of dress and hence slept in the same dress. In the night two or three times Moosahaji's hand touched me. Once it fell on my boob. But he was in deep sleep. I did not mind. On reaching home we slept in our respective rooms. I was a bit scary to sleep alone in the upstair room.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">One day the sky became suddenly overcast and there was lightening and thunder. I was very scared of thunder. While at home I used to go and sleep with my mother, hugging her. As time passed the lightening and thunder increased. By about 11 pm it was terrible. The house was shaking with the sound of thunder.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I closed the door of my bedroom and ran downstairs, knocked at the door of my father in law. He was scared and opened the door. I ran inside and got into his bed. He was laughing and told me not to bother and to sleep in the same bed with him. At the sound of thunder I got closer and closer to him and I was hugging him.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Moosahaji turned to my side and put his hands around me and pressed me closer to his chest. My boobs pressed against his naked chest. His hand moved down to my ass and pressed it closer to him. I could feel his cock stiff and pressing me in my cunt. Lightening creaped through the window and I could see his naked upped body.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I pressed his ass towards me and his cock was pressing my cunt. He brought his hand on his cock and pointed directly to my clitoris, and lifted my leg over his hip. Now the was was clear and hic cock was resting on my cunt. In one sweep of his hand he removed his lungi and he was totally nude. I could feel he was lifting my skirt above and ran his hand over my naked thigh.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I was aroused and hugged him tightly. Thunder again came and shook the house. With his hands he pulled me to get over him. With my legs wide apart I lied on him, with my skirt almost lifted up. I lifted my body up with my knees and his cock was at the gate of my cunt. When I pulled myself down, his cock was entering my cunt.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Other adjustments he made and saw that his cock is totally inside my cunt. Poor Moosa haji, with his wife dying early, was sex starved. He was hardly 60 years old and had his sex hunger. With me in the prime of my youth and my husband (his son) having gone abroad, is in dire need of sex Moosahaji felt that he can have safe and easy sex with me.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Lightening and thunder came very handy. His cock was big as that of his son, the size being very familiar to me I enjoyed its entry. We did not speak anything. I got and sat on him with his cock fully inside me,I removed my blouse and bra and took my skirt over my head and I was totally nude. Haji was smiling at my action.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The room was lit with the street light and occasional lightening. I leaned on him and he was squeezing my boobs. I was moving up and down and rotated my hip around his cock. It was immense pleasure for both of us. We were not in a hurry. Slowly we were travelling towards our climax. Finally it came heavily. I panted and moaned. He too was grumping.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Our orgasm was together. He shot his juices inside me. I squeezed him with my hands and legs. We had full orgasm. We remained like that for some time. When juices started to ooze I got up and went to the bathroom for cleaning. Moosa haji came after me. His cock was already limp. Poor Haji, a devout religious man holding his cock in his hand waiting for me to wash.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I washed it thoroughly and wiped it with a towel. He went back to his bed and continued to be nude. I came out of the bath and found him nude and I thought he wanted to continue the game further. I told him to bring the tablet used for prevention of pregnancy. His face became serious and asked me how do you know and who told you.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I took the name of Jamela and he promised to get it tomorrow. We slept in the same condition for the whole night. For the next two three days the climate continued with thunder and lightening. This brought me closer to moosa haji. The moment he hears the sound of a thunder he removes his lungi and lies naked in the bed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I when I hear the sound of a thunder, remove my u/wear and bra and blouse also. When we start action I remove my skirt also. Once I told Moosa Haji that there is a small pleb in my cunt and it gives me lot of pain. I told him first to see it and decide what medicine is to be applied. Haji made to lie down him his bed and opened my cunt with both of his hands.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">The moist clitoris and the interior of the cunt intoxicated him. He took his note closer and was sniffing at allthe things. I told to give a lick to the clitoris. He looked at my face and told me that he has never done it. I said it does not matter, now you can start doing it. Moaning heavily, he started to lick and suck my clitoris. I was in seventh heaven.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Keeping my hands on his head I pressed it on my cunt. He did it for a long time. Turning into a 69 posture I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it vigorously. We went on and on and finally he reached his climax and threw his juices into my mouth. Of he was licking sucking and drinking gallons of my juices. A very strong bondage was developed between us.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He brought me the best of food available in the market. Best fruits, best sweets were brought from distant towns. He got me costly clothes. He engaged another lady teacher to teach me comuters. Our days went on and on fucking every day. Please tell me how do you liked my story. your comments are encouragement for me.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I have many stories of mine and many of my close friends and relatives. You certainly enjoy. Rasheed did not succeed in getting me a visa. He did not disclose this to me. He thought I will be unhappy. Why should I be unhappy.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">His father fucks me daily, and he has given out of love lakhs of rupees worth of properties to me. I never cheated him. Whatever he gave he gave out of pure love. Hence please dont mistake that I have taken advantage of him and took all his money. OK Bye.</span></div></div>

Nafeesa Enjoying Sex with Father in Law

I am Nafeesa again. My sex adventure with Sulaiman went on clandestinely for one more year. My mother was hospitalised and then my father was hospitalised. When either one of them is sick, the other …

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Hot Sex by Mistaken Identity

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">I am Nafeesa again. I had posted two of my stories which I hope you have read. Now I am posting another story, not a story but experience of my friend which she narrated to me most confidentially. She would not post it by herself. Hence I am posting it on her behalf. Of course names of persons and places are changed for the sake of confidentiality.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">This relates to my friend Amina who was my age and very good friend of mine. We disclose everything which we consider close to our heart. She is beautiful, with nice body cut, 35 25 35 sized body, did her graduation and did go for further studies. She learnt computing and had a computer for her exclusive use put in her bedroom.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She habitually watches porn sites on line without the knowledge of her parents. She had a brother Abdul working in a city far away. He comes home only once in a week. He is tall well built with a athlete body and handsome. Somehow both the brother and sister remained unmarried. Amina had a servant, Beevu, 22 years of age and took care of every work in the house.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She was also good looking and very friendly with Amina. Amina's father spends most of the time in his shop and in the mosque. Her mother prepares food and then lies down complaining of tiredness. Beevu after completing the household work prefers to spend her spare time in the room of Amina. Amina also welcomes it.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">As soon as Beevu enters the room they bolt the room from inside and spend any amount of time without making sound. The secret is that Beevu watches the porno sites along with Amina and enjoy together. Beevu too had the thirst to watch porno sites as much as Amina. But she did not know how to operate computers.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">With the association of Amina she too learnt computing to the extent of searching for porno sites and watching. Both of them wear while at home only a nighty type of dress and nobody know what they wear inside. I go to the house of Amina and hear about the stories of their computing experience. But they did not allow me to see it for fear that I may also join them for daily watching.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Beevu sleeps usually in the kitchen in a mat given to her. Amina used to ask her to sleep in her room. But Beevu prefers to sleep in the kitchen. When Amina insisted, Beevu revealed the reason behind her insistence to sleep in the kitchen. Whenever Abdul, Amina's brother comes home, it seems he used to go to the kitchen for drinking water at about 11 pm or so when everybody in the house are asleep.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Seeing Beevu sleeping in the kitchen, He used to just lift her nighty and widen her legs and insert his cock in her cunt and fuck her. Though Beevu knows what is happening she used to pretend to be sleeping and Abdul will complete his work and pull out and go upstairs to his room. Beevu never showed anything in her face or bahaviour of what happened.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">She revealed this secret to Amina most confidentially. Beevu said that she cover her whole body with a sheet while sleeping, but Abdul will just lift the cloth from the lower half enough for aoomplishing the task and go away. Amina got an idea. Why not substitute herself in the mat of Beevu and ask Beevu to sleep in her room. Beevu refused, but on insistance from the side of Amina, she agreed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">It was agreed that instead of Beevu, Amina will take her position in the mat in the kitchen and cover herself up fully with a sheet. Since both Amina and Beevu had the same body structure, Abdul is not likely to recognise the difference they thought. On the appointed day, Amina took the position of Beevu in the Kitchen and lied down in the mat. Beevu hid in the room of Amina.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">At 11.30 pm Abdul came as usual, went to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, saw the figure lying in the mat, lifted the sheet and the lower portion of the nighty, widen the legs and sat in between the legs and placed his cock in the pussy and inserted. It was totally dark and he did not bother much about the different pussy he is using.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">He pressed and pressed and got his tool fully into the pussy of his sister. He fucked her vigorously for about 15 minutes, ejaculated and then pulled himself out and rushed to his own room. After his footsteps receded, Amina got up wiped her pussy of all the fluids and went back to her room and hugged Beevu in gratitude.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Though Beevu was fucked regularly by Abdul this was the first time Amina was fucked by him, through a mistaken identity. Both girls enjoyed the experience very much. They entered into an agreement that they should sleep in the kitchen on alternative days. Of course they got themselves protected with the pill. This went on till they fixed the marriage of Amina and Abdul.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white;">Poor Beevu was left alone. But Amina took steps with the help of her husband to see that Beevu also got married and settled in life. I heard this story from Amina after a long time. To get fucked by her own brother without his knowledge is a rare experience. how did you liked this story.</span></div></div>

Hot Sex by Mistaken Identity

I am Nafeesa again. I had posted two of my stories which I hope you have read. Now I am posting another story, not a story but experience of my friend which she narrated to me most confidentially. Sh…

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