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Drunk, petite girl Misha submits to married guy – Hot BDSM story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Sat, 04 Dec 2021 22:06:53 +0000

It was a fairly warm summer evening. Misha just got done with her call with a potential match. She was frustrated, as this was the 5th guy she was forced to talk to, but she found connection with none of them.
She knew they were all sweet, but is sweet what she wants? She couldn’t figure that out, and was gazing at the ceiling wondering what she needed to do to get her life in order.
Misha immediately slid her fingers into her purple knit panty, thinking about the hot sex she had with her ex-roommate (Mayank) over the weekend. He was a dork who she had sex with out of pity, but he turned out to be obedient and lasted long.
Misha kept thinking about how well she was able to play with Mayank, rubbed her pussy rigorously and came. It wasn’t fun for her, as she was missing that spark for a while.
She got up, cleaned herself, and found a text from Sharan inviting her over as his roommate was cooking something special. Misha loves food, she immediately agreed and there she was, at Sharan’s party.
Misha never met Sharan’s roommate, she heard about his ability to engage crowds and being extremely funny. She was intrigued but didn’t pay much attention.
She knocked on the door and Sharan’s roommate (Jayanth) opened the door for her. He stood there as Misha noticed his 5 feet 10 inches lean muscular frame as he smiled at her and welcomed her in.
Misha is a 5 foot 1 inch petite girl with 32 d bust being an asset to highlight on her body. Her well rounded juicy ass came close second.
Jayanth – a married guy staying with a roommate, as his wife is abroad for a 6 month project.
Back to the story.
Misha started drinking along with Jayanth and Sharan, and began to become tipsy. She totally was in awe with how funny and in control the married guy Jayanth was. They got along really well.
Sharan had a little too much to drink and dozed off on the couch. Jayanth was tipsy too and walked up to Misha and sat really close to her trying to talk softly as Sharan was sleeping.
She couldn’t understand why her heart was racing but it was, as Jayanth got his arms really close to hers.
Misha had goosebumps on her skin just by the proximity of Jayanth. Her pussy was starting to moisten but she reminded herself that Jayant was married.
Jayanth noticed her uneasiness and asked her what it was. She couldn’t put words together as she somehow sensed that Jayanth understood what she was going through. Jayanth is very good at understanding situations and acting accordingly. She was terrified if Jayanth got to know her slutty side. But it was too late.
Under the influence of alcohol and not having his wife around for over a month, Jayanth got bold and placed his palm over Misha’s shoulder. Misha took a deep breath involuntarily. This was all Jayanth needed. He slowly slid his hand into Misha’s hair. She could feel his hands crawling in. She was both terrified and horny. She hadn’t felt that slutty in a while and her pussy was exploding.
Jayanth grabbed onto the hair in the back of her head and clenched it. Misha bit her lips not at all trying to protest Jayanth’s moves. She let out a slight moan, but immediately got alerted by her own sound. Terrified, she opens her eyes to check whether Sharan was still sleeping.
She turns towards Jayanth coming back to her senses, and gets mad at him for doing what he did to her. But Jayanth wasn’t having any of it. He could smell the lust in Misha.
He tightens the grip on her hair and drags her to fall of her chair, onto her knees. Misha wanted to shout and ask for help, but she was way too Horny to stop Jayanth from treating her the way he was.
She protested with a slight moan but not too loud to wake Sharan up.
While she lay on the floor motionless, staring at J, he clenches her throat and looks into her eyes and says, “Bitch, I expect to see you in my bedroom in 5 minutes” and walks into his room.
Misha sat there wondering what she needed to do, her entire body is asking her to obey and walk into Jayanth’s room, but Jayanth’s a married guy. Misha is confused but gathers enough strength to pick herself up and knock on Jayanth’s door.
The door opens by itself on the second knock. Misha’s heart racing as if she was in a horror movie. She was entering the waters she never explored, but her pussy is obfuscating her thoughts. All she wants is raw meat between her thighs and raw meat of a married man, seemed like the Pandora’s box that she wanted to open.
Her hair in disarray, dress crumbled, Misha walks closer to Jayanth’s huge bed. Jayanth with his eyes closed invites Misha to sit by his side on the bed. She obeys like an obedient puppy. She still couldn’t seem to understand how she was being operated as if there was a remote controlling her.
Jayanth feels the mattress move as Misha parks her ass on it. He wraps his one hand around her waist and pulls her on to him. She squirms weakly to indicate protest, but deep inside she was loving being dragged around and treated like a rag doll.
Jayanth grabs onto her hair again and points her to his shorts. Misha hungrily grabs onto Jayanth’s cock from outside of his shorts.
Misha now wants her lips around it and feel his cock down her throat. She hungrily lowers his shorts and wraps her lips around his cock. Her mind is still playing the “What the fuck am I doing!” song as she goes back and forth to satisfy Jayanth’s urges.
Jayanth gets up grabs Misha’s super skinny waist and turns her to be in 69 position.
Misha is enchanted by his sheer strength and let go of all her inhibitions. Her legs spread as wide as she could spread them, her ass arched to give Jayanth full access to her pussy.
Jayanth slaps her pussy tight and she clenched her butt cheeks. He immediately attacks it with a tongue piercing into her vaginal walls. That instant pleasure makes her loosen those tight butt cheeks.
No one has ever treated her like that. She was the pretty face in a group. All the boys would die to have her on a date, but Jayanth is treating her like a whore, ordering her to obey like the slut she is. She is loving it like she never loved anything.
Jayanth’s command over her and his passion to take everything under his control, is creaming her pussy like milk boiling inside her.
Jayanth stops playing with her pussy and pushes her to the side like a slut. Misha just follows that push and falls on her back onto the bed, gasping for air and craving some rough touch.
Jayanth then pounces onto her and rips her top off. Misha is terrified again as she doesn’t have anything spare to wear and her thoughts roll back to the possibility of Sharan waking up.
She bends over to the side, as if to hear Sharan snore in the living room. Jayanth gets pissed, her attention is else where.
He clenches onto her throat, moves really close to her face and says, “Whore, when I am dealing with you, your focus is to obey me and pay attention. I don’t care if you are scared of getting caught, but I do care whether my pet pays attention or not.”
He rips her bra out. Misha is surprised by how Jayanth is treating her, but was even more surprised with her, actually loving this treatment so much! She never knew this submissive side of her existed.
She was in bed with a naked married guy and all she could think about was Jayanth keeping up with his treatment. Jayanth knew exactly how much Misha was loving it.
He then pulls her yoga pants out of the way and orders her to rush to the washroom and get him his condom. Misha almost terrified, runs and comes back with a condom. He then asks her to lick his balls to get his dick ready for Misha’s final round.
Misha obeys and starts putting it on tenses. Misha then accidentally puts the condom on the other way round. Jayanth grabs onto her hair and pulls her closer, so he could punish her by slapping her ass. Misha then puts it on right.
Jayanth then pushes her forward to arch her back upwards. He goes in from behind in one go. His 8inch cock is too big for her petite body. She starts screaming and Jayanth slaps her ass asking her to shut up and behave.
Her pain eventually transcends to pleasure and she starts humming moderately.
Jayanth continues to drill her fast, as she goes on to moan.
Jayanth hears a knock on the door.
To be continued.

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Horny Patna brother fucks his hot drunk sister – Desi Tales – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Sat, 04 Sep 2021 11:26:41 +0000

Hi, my name is Gautam Singh and I belong to Patna, Bihar. I am in college. My dick size is 6-inch and it is too thick. My sister’s name is Sakshi. She has an incredible figure and big boobs including a bigger ass. She was a beauty beyond comparison.
I was sexually attracted to my sister. I regularly masturbated in the bathroom thinking about my sister. She was one year older than me. She was in a relationship with a guy but she never got satisfied by him and broke up. I knew her ex-boyfriend had a small dick. She was not a virgin too.
Let’s come to that incident. My sister and her friend used to have surprise parties and also use to drink alcohol even though it is banned in Bihar.
One day I and my sister were invited to a surprise party. In the evening, we arrived at the location and entered the secret party. There were only girls and they were wearing mini skirts and hot pants. My sister was wearing a top and jeans.
I went to a single room upstairs while they were partying on the ground floor. In the middle of the party, I heard the music stopping and the girls were talking and whispering secretly.
I went down below and heard what they were talking about. All the girls were sharing their sexual experiences. My sister said that she had a very bad and weird sex experience with her ex-boyfriend and that he had a small penis of approximately 4-inch. My sister said that she liked and needed hard sex. I was surprised to hear that but I was not shocked.
All the other girls started laughing. At the end of the party, all the girls were drunk and my sister too. I told her that it was time to go. I helped her to sit in the car.
Now my devil mind started to work. On the way home, I stopped the car near a medical store to buy condoms and Viagra tablets. We reached our house and there was no one at home because papa and mummy had gone to the village.
I helped my sister to come out of the car and that time, I was touching her boobs. She was not objecting.
I was not in a mood to wait anymore as I had eaten Viagra tablet at the car itself. So I had become too horny and uncontrollable. I took my hot sister to the hall and closed my main gate and the entry gate.
I bent her onto the dining table. I opened my sister’s jeans and mine too. My dick was totally hard. I tried to put my dick inside my sister’s ass slowly. Her ass was very tight and she started screaming. However, my sister was not pushing me away and instead, she was trying to pull me closer and trying to enjoy it.
Then I applied a hard stroke with full power. My sister screamed loudly this time and my dick was inside her ass. She was screaming and moaning,
“Ahhh ahh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhh ahhhh Gautam aaram se.. Dard ho raha hai ohhh ohh ummhhh uhhhh..”
She was drunk but she knew what was happening and didn’t want to stop me. I said, “Saali rand , aaj teri gaand phad doonga” and inserted my dick with full power.
The dining table started moving from its place. My sister’s ass hole was too tight. She was screaming, “Please Gautam aaram se, mai tumahari behen hoo.”
I said, “Chup saali pahle garmi chadati hai, phir kehti hai chor doo. Ajj teri gaand maarunga, saali.”
She was in pain and begging me to go slow but I was in no mood to listen to her. My sister was making noises, “Aahh ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh ahh ummmhh ummhhh hhhh hhhhh bhai dheere se.. Tumara lund bahut mota hai mai maar jaungi..I can’t handle this, please Gautam please go slow.”
I was fucking my sister like a mad bull. This session continued for almost 20 minutes. After that, I took my dick outside her ass and took her to my bedroom. Her ass had become red.
I put my sister on the bed, opened her top and bra and started licking her boobs. After that, I put my lund in her mouth. She didn’t understand what to do and I asked her to suck my cock. She started sucking like a professional pornstar.
Then I held her legs and tried to put my cock in her pussy. She was begging me to be gentle. So, slowly, I was putting my cock inside her pussy. Her pussy was also tight and I applied my full strength and my cock was totally inside in pussy. She screamed, “Mar gayi ahhh ahhha ahhhhaahah hhhhh hhhhhhh hhhhh ahhh.”
My cock was too thick. She said, “Aur tez bahi maza aa raha hai, aur jao sr bahenchod. Chod mujhe saale kuttee ahhh ahhhhaaaa ummmhh ahhh hhhh..”
I got mad after hearing that and I said, “Aaj teri chut phaad doonga saali kuttee.”
We both were in lust. This went on for almost 15 minutes and then we kissed each other.
Then I lied on the bed and asked my sister to sit on my cock. She sat on my dick and I asked her to jump. In that madness, she was jumping on my lund. My sister was riding my dick and moaning, “Ahhahhhha aaahhh…bhai dard hoo raha hai..” and I said, “Aur tej didi.”
Then I was about to ejaculate. I cummed in my sister’s pussy and that feeling was amazing. She was still jumping on my cock. Her boobs were bouncing. I held her boobs and pressed them hard. She was enjoying it.
I took my phone and recorded our hard sex session. After 20 minutes, I was feeling too tired. My sister was also tired and had passed out. I slept with my sister, placing my penis in her ass and holding her boobs.
The next morning when I woke up, my sister standing in front of me with an angry face. I was totally terrified.
The next story is in part 2.

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Drunk dad fucks mom as son watches – Incest voyeur sex story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Tue, 16 Mar 2021 12:16:51 +0000

Hey everyone, my name is Rahul. This story starts when I was 18+ years old. There are three members in my life, I, my dad, and my mom. We were well-to-do, with dad having his own business in partnership with two of his friends.
Everything was going well, but suddenly one of his partners died due to a heart attack. A week after his death my dad, Ramesh’s other partner backstabbed him and threw him out of the business, and took over the entire business.
My dad got depressed. He tried to look for a job, but since he was 45, and he didn’t want to do menial jobs, he could not find any suitable job. Since he had his own business earlier and was the owner, he wanted a somewhat similar position which he wasn’t getting. He didn’t have enough savings to start his own business.
We sold our house and moved to a smaller 1 BHK. I used to sleep in the hall with mom and dad taking the bedroom. We had enough money now. But my dad’s depression increased. Even to start a new business, he became hesitant. All this led to alcohol abuse.
He started drinking daily. By this time, I got admission in an engineering college.
My dad started getting angry towards my mom, whenever she tried to advise him to give up alcohol. With dad not earning, my college fees and his alcohol drinking started to make a dent in our savings.
Then, my mom started going to work. She had done fashion designing, but that was 21 years ago when she was 21 years old.
She knew tailoring and joined a textile company as a tailor. Dad’s alcoholism increased so did his anger. He had started arguing with my mom over silly things and shouted at me as well.
One day, I was studying in the hall. Dad came home drunk and sat opposite me.
Dad:- REKHA!!! REKHA!!!
Me:- Mom’s doing overtime. She won’t be back till 10. She came home in the evening for an hour to make dinner. I had my dinner. Mom told me to tell you to have dinner as well.
Dad:- Don’t you dare tell me what I have to do. Shut up and do what you are doing.
I went back to studying. Half an hour later, mom came home.
Mom:- Did you guys have your dinner?
Me:- I did. Dad didn’t.
Mom to dad:- Come, let’s have dinner together. Oh, you’ve got drunk again.
Dad:- Don’t you lecture me on what I should do. Where were you till now?
Mom:- I had overtime.
Dad:- Overtime or were getting fucked?
Mom:- CHII..!!! What kind of talk is this, and that too, in front of our son. I work overtime to keep this house running as you drink half of my salary.
Dad:- You kept me hungry till now and have the audacity to talk back to me.
Mom:- Rahul, go to your room.
Dad:- Stay here. You were calling me to eat and now I am hungry for some pussy.
Then dad grabbed my mom’s pallu and threw it away. He removed mom’s blouse and bra, exposing her boobs, and started pressing them furiously.
Mom:- Ahhhh… Stop!!! Don’t do it in front of our son. Let’s go to the bedroom.
Dad:- Shut up.
I didn’t know what to do. Meanwhile, my dad removed his pants. He pinned mom to the ground and started lifting her saree. This time, my mom didn’t try to escape.
Dad suddenly inserted his dick in mom’s pussy. He started fucking her at a fast pace. Soon, dad was pounding my mom’s pussy very hard. Mom forgot I was watching and started moaning.
Mom:- Ahhhh….Please go slow. Slow down. AHHH!!!
Mom had her eyes closed and was biting her lips.
Dad:- Look son, how your bitch mom is enjoying my dick. You like getting fucked in front of your son, na?
My mom didn’t respond but kept her eyes closed and kept moaning in pleasure.
Dad:- Say it, bitch. Say you like getting fucked in front of your son. Say it.
Mom:- I like getting fucked in front of my son.
My father fucked my mother for 10 minutes and came inside her. He fell on top of her and rested on top of her for 10 more minutes. Nobody moved.
Then he got up and went to the kitchen to eat his dinner. Mom got up and went to the bedroom. She didn’t look at me even once.
I stayed at the same spot without moving an inch.
My dad banged on the bedroom door a few times to get mom to open the door, but that didn’t happen. Then he came back to the hall and fell asleep on the diwan where I used to sleep.
About an hour later, my mom came out of the room. She switched off all the lights and asked me to come and sleep in her room.
5 minutes later I went to the bedroom, mom was lying on the bed. She had changed her dress and was wearing a maxi.
I switched off the light and went and slept next to her. She was sleeping on her side looking away from me. Mom suddenly turned towards me. She hugged me and held me against her breast. I slept after my mom calmed me down.
This became a routine.
My dad would fuck mom in front of me. I even noticed that mom was enjoying being fucked by him more and more and didn’t mind me watching them having rough sex.
She would sometimes look right at me while being fucked! Sometimes, my mom would somehow manage to drag him inside the bedroom when he would be heavily drunk. That is when I would hear her scream and moan and she begging him to fuck her more.
One day at around 11:30, my dad came home and was banging at the door. My mom went to open the door. She saw me getting up and told me to go back to sleep. She opened the door and in came dad with another woman.
Mom:- Who is she?
Dad:- My whore for the night. Rosy!
Mom was shocked. Dad started sucking Rosy’s boobs and made her lay on the diwan.
Mom:- Rahul, let’s go inside.
Dad:- No, you stay.
Rosy:- Hey kid, why don’t you fuck me along with your dad. I will give you a discount or is your mother calling you inside for a fuck?
Dad:- You may be right. The kid likes watching his dad fuck his mom. Probably, the bitch fucks her own son too.
Rosy:- Are you going to keep talking?
Dad started fucking the proustite.
Rosy:- FUCK ME FASTER, YOU BASTARD! My cunt is young and hungry, not like your wife’s old cunt. Give it to me. YESSS!!!
Dad:- WATCH AND LEARN, REKHA. THIS IS HOW A WHORE LIKE YOU MUST GET FUCKED.
He fucked the whore for 10 minutes and fell asleep on top of her. She pushed him aside and kept lying on the bed.
Mom:- You are done, right? Now get up and leave.
The whore left.
To be continued.

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