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Desibahu — Thu, 19 May 2022 15:22:52 +0000

Hi, I am Arvind, 33, 6’1″ tall, athletic, and slightly muscular. I exercise and run regularly. I have often been told that I am very decent-looking, despite my natural Bengali dusky complexion.
I live on the outskirts of Mumbai, and I am an escort (some call us gigolos) with an agency. My journey from the small-time model, to a nude art model, to an escort is a story for another time, which I will share if you like this story.
The life of an escort is not what it is often shown as. We are generally given an address, a phone number, and a time to reach and call that number.
This evening I was at a posh society 10 minutes before 8 pm. I waited and called the number at 8 pm sharp. I was given a flat number and was asked to reach immediately.
I rang the doorbell at 8:04 pm. I was dressed in jeans, white tees and carried an overnight bag as I was required to spend the night here.
The door opened and I first time saw the client. That is the way it works. The client chooses an escort to her preference from the agency, and we never know about it unless we are chosen.
I stepped in and said with a polite smile, “Hello Ma’am, I am Arvind, I just called you.” The lady appeared to be in her early 50s, looked south Indian, clad in a green sari and blouse.
She was about 5’ 4”, fat and average looking (just stating the facts, I never judge clients), and had glasses. Her slightly curly hair was open, extending to the middle of her back.
I was called in, and we sat in the living room and chatted for a while over coffee. She seemed fascinated by my life story once she asked how I got into this, and she told me a bit about herself too.
Her husband was much older, out of town, and she wanted to enjoy some good sex as her husband was away. She spoke decent Hindi, although with a south Indian accent.
After coffee and about 30 minutes of talking, I asked, “What would you like me to do ma’am?” She said with a grin, “Aru (she said she would call me Aru as Arvind was too long), nanga ho jao.”
Right there in the living room, while she sat back and watched me, I got naked. My body hairs were trimmed (as it is always required for an escort), my face and pubes freshly shaved, I stood naked in front of her, with my cock semi-erect.
She touched me below my chest and her hands moved over my stomach. I don’t have six-packs, but a flat stomach with barely visible 4 packs. “Nalla, good,” she muttered.
Her hand slid over to my shaved cock and balls, and her fondling got my 7 ½ inches cock into full erection. She watched with a naughty smirk, “Arumee, mast,” was her comment.
She then stood up, cupped my cheeks with her hands, and pulled my face down. We kissed there and hugged, it was a long passionate kiss from her side, and I reciprocated accordingly.
I could feel her hands slide down from my naked back to my ass, and she cupped my ass with her hand and pulled me even closer.
My hands were where her exposed part of the back was between her sari and blouse. Her skin felt much smoother for her age as my hands dug in her plump, fleshy skin.
Then she led me to the bedroom by holding my hand. Her bedroom was not large but very opulent with a window overlooking the sea, the bed felt soft and silky under my naked ass when I sat down.
She flicked on a dim light on our way in. She sat beside me and took off her glasses. We kissed again. This time her hands were on my inner thighs and neck.
After kissing, I kept smooching her chin, and then her earlobes with a long earring in it. My hands were at her neck and one cupping her breasts. I moved further to her side and then kissed her on the neck.
By this time I could feel she had taken down the pallu of her sari, and as I was kissing her neck, she was undoing her blouse. The blouse was off then, and I continued smooching down her bareback and reached her bra strap.
Soon the bra was undone, and she lay down on the bed. I came by her side and smooched her lips again, then went down smooching her throat.
I also licked her hairy armpits for a few seconds. Then I moved on to gently pressing her breasts and sucking her nipples. As I said she was a large, plump lady with a 38 size bra and probably D cup size.
“Ahh, Ama, Ahh” she kept on moaning as I moved down smooching her pot-belly and navel. Her sari was already undone, and soon I reached her petticoat. “Nikal doon?” I asked her. “Ama, jaldi,” was her reply under her breath. I undid the strap of her petticoat and she raised her waist and let me pull out the petticoat from below her.
I saw that her thighs are plump and hairy, and she also had a full bush, as is seen with many traditional southern ladies. I began licking her hairy inner thighs, inches down from her densely hairy vagina.
Her scent down there was musky and strong. “Aaah, Aaru,” she exclaimed and guided my head to her bushy pussy by holding my hair.
My mouth pressed against her hairy pussy, and her strong feminine scent overwhelmed me. I licked along her pussy lips and felt her wetness.
I felt for her clit using my tongue, found it, and sucked it for a while. “Aaaa, Ummm, Aaaa” her shrieks kept turning sharper. I pressed my mouth hard against her pussy, and started taking my tongue in, out, sideways within her pussy.
She held onto my hair pressing me hard, and her waist started thrusting forward in rhythm to my licking. Her shrieks kept getting sharper and rapid. Being pressed against her vagina, I could feel her wetness increasing in my mouth.
“Aaru andar do,” she exclaimed under her breath after about 10 minutes of oral service to her vagina. My cock was already rock hard from all this foreplay.
I slid a pillow under her waist, for getting better penetration despite her belly. Then I brought my cock head and felt her pussy lips with it.
In the missionary pose over her, I held my cock in position with one hand and slowly thrust my cock inside her. The wet pussy felt slippery as I slid in.
“Ummmmh,” she cried aloud, and her mouth contorted in pain and pleasure. My 7 ½ inches long and thick cock went fully inside her.
I did not feel her pussy too tight around my cock. But that was natural given her age and the fact that she’s a mother of two. I began thrusting my cock in and out slowly.
“Ummmmm, Ummmmmm, Ummmmm,” she kept on sounding with each thrust in her slippery pussy. She grabbed my ass with both hands and kept pushing me in rhythm.
After a few minutes, I could see her face contorting in pleasure again and her hands grabbed my chest. “Veereva, faster Aaru,” she hissed.
I increased the pace of my thrusts. My long foreplay was paying off and I understood she’s about to climax (the most important part of my work)!
“Ummmmm, Ummmmm, Ahhhh, Ahhhh,” she kept on sounding like an instrument. Her nails kept getting deeper into my chest, but I kept on thrusting faster.
Soon she gave a loud shriek and her body stiffened and then became lax. I understood she had achieved her first climax, but I kept on going on. “Karo, karo,” she said.
After her 1st climax, I reduced my speed a bit and kept on going on. Her hands kept on fondling me, sometimes my chest or neck, sometimes my back and ass.
She would close her eyes sometimes. I would stop my thrusts sometimes to catch a breath or two (it also helps me delay my cumming).
It was close to 20 minutes since her 1st climax (seen from the side table clock) and I was sweating a bit even in the AC from the thrusts.
Then I noticed her low voice hums increased into louder, “Ummmm, Ummmmm, Ahhhhh, Ahhhhh.” On her way to her 2nd climax, she grabbed my shoulders.
I increased my thrusts in anticipation. My waist was aching, hands straining, but still, I increased the pace as much as I could. “Aaaaa…” her shrieks grew to a steady moan.
I kept ongoing. I believe I started cumming moments earlier than her climax. But I kept on thrusting, nevertheless. Soon a loud shriek came, and her body stiffened and loosened again.
Finally, I was as exhausted as after a 7 km long run. I took my cock out and laid down beside her. I was sweating and panting from about 30 minutes of fucking and cum control.
She took her discarded petticoat from her side, smiled at me, and wiped the sweat off my face and forehead. She was also a bit moist from her own perspiration.
“Kitna accha kiya tum Aaru,” she said and kissed me lightly on my forehead. She let me keep on lying down for another couple of minutes to help me catch my breath.
“Ek baar niche kiss karoge?” she asked with a schoolgirl-like smile. I too smiled and agreed. I knew she always had very traditional sex, and that too had stopped several years ago.
Today was her day to feel special and admired again. She went on her back and spread her legs. I first kissed her below her belly, over her bushes.
Then I moved onto her vagina. I felt she was wet from her own juices and maybe some of mine too. But I kissed her vagina nevertheless and didn’t mind some of her juices that came into my mouth. “Ammaah,” she let out a cry of great relief.
Then we went to the washroom to clean each other. I stayed a bit longer in there, brushed, and took a hot water shower to get over the exertion.
When I came out, she was dressed in a yellow nighty and asked me to remain only in my underwear. Apart from the sea-facing window, all curtains were drawn and doors locked.
So, I complied, and we went to have dinner in the living room. I stayed the night, more such sessions followed.

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Gigolo’s life is not all roses and fragrance – Gigolo sex story – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Wed, 14 Jul 2021 04:20:30 +0000

Guys, in the earlier part I had described how I got into the profession of a male escort or a gigolo. In the first part, I told you how I got the chance to fuck and earn from three middle aged women, and how I fucked a girl of my age.
So, after drilling Sharon, I had become a fucking machine. I had money in my pocket, an experienced cock in my underwear, and a lusty brain in my head.
It was the month of August. I was eagerly waiting for Ashish’s call or a message for my next client. And then it came.
Mrs. Upaasna, the Punjaban drunkard whore, and my worst experience.
I was mad with lust now and had plans that this will be my career forever now, but my next client was about to teach me that it’s not that easy.
As I reached her address, and she opened the door, I noticed a 50 plus MILF in Kurti and salwar. She was chubby and a bit desi. I thought that she will serve me a good appetite for my cock today.
I noticed that she was drinking whiskey. I felt weird. If she was already drunk, how the heck would I fuck her? She poured a glass of whiskey for me and told me to drink it.
I politely refused telling her that I don’t drink, and it’s against my working conditions to drink while at work with a client. She seemed pissed off at this.
Anyway, she took me to the bedroom, and told me to undress while she sat, and watched me get naked. Once I had got naked she looked at my cock.
Then she said in her Punjabi accent in Hindi, “Tera nunnu (penis) toh chota sa hai, kuch kar bhi payega ya nahi?” (your cock looks small, will it be able to perform or not)?
That was so infuriating to me, but I avoided showing it, and told her, “Wait and watch.” I jumped at her with the condom packet in my hand and kissed her deeply. I was tasting the whiskey on her lips.
She immediately removed her salwar, and I pulled off the Kurti, and my kiss continued. She now got on the bed. I started to kiss her neck and shoulders. Her bra was still on, and the glass of whiskey was in her hand.
She told me to lick her down under. I pulled her panty off and started to lick it. Her vagina was stinking, and I pulled my face back, but lust made me lick even that.
Yum…. yum, I kept on licking, while she kept taking small sips of whiskey and held my head in her vagina. I got up and started to lick her belly.
She immediately pushed my mouth to her vagina and told me to keep doing it. I did it again, and after five minutes, I got up to unhook her bra.
Again as I got up, she said in an infuriated voice, “Keep licking there. I’ll tell you when to stop.” This pissed me off. I simply avoided it, and took off her bra, and grabbed her boob in my mouth.
She got really angry over this, and scolded me angrily, “You idiot, I told you to lick over there, what are doing?” I got really infuriated by now, but simply went down, and again started to lick her there, and she got out due to her hangover.
Then after licking for almost 10 minutes, I put on the condom and inserted my cock in her, and started to hump her. At first she was not conscious, but as I started to hump her harder, all of a sudden she woke up and noticed that I was fucking her.
She immediately shouted and took my cock out, and damn, she ‘slapped’ me hard. I felt scared now. She shouted at me, and said, “I told you to lick until I want it otherwise, and you started to fuck me, you idiot.”
She pulled my hair, and took my mouth to her vagina, and told me to lick and lick until she doesn’t stop me. By now my whole mood was destroyed.
I kept licking her. Then after 10 minutes she got up, got off the bed, and while wearing clothes she said, “Tere nunnu itna chota hai, dekh kar hi mene tujhe bhaga dena chahiye tha.”
(Which meant, your cock is small for me. I should have told you to get lost at the starting only).
I couldn’t even reply because she was my client, and my money was at stake here, and she was drunk. I replied by saying, “Ma’am you are drunk, that’s the problem. Otherwise, I have a really good record.”
She replied, “Ohh get lost, bloody idiot, how dare you back answer me, get out now.” I immediately wore my clothes and left.
I left extremely insulted. I thought that I will have to leave this profession if this thing happened again. She had slapped me for nothing.
When I reached home, I gave Ashish a call and told him about my experience. He immediately consoled me and said that he’ll take action against that Upaasna woman.
But he also said that maybe she’ll not pay if this had happened, which meant that even I won’t get money for my work. And that very thing happened.
That bitch only paid the agency two thousand rupees, and I didn’t get anything even after licking her smelly pussy. But that bitch was blacklisted.
I was so pissed off after this incident, that I thought I should leave this profession. I even talked with Ashish about this. He advised me to remain calm. He said such things happen, but rarely, and as I am new, this can happen.
He advised me to go and visit my family in Nashik for the festival in August. At the weekend, I took a train and went back to my home for three weeks of holidays.
I felt good meeting my mummy, and sister but also felt ashamed of myself, that what if my family comes to know about what I do.
I was sad and infuriated over that incident with that aunty. I also was feeling guilty for what I’m doing. But after the festival ended, one night I felt a bad urge to fuck, my lusty senses were back again. I got a boner 24/7.
I knew that now this would be unable for me to control. I tried to hide it, stop it, and even masturbated, which I hated the most but nothing controlled that.
My cock wanted a fuck and the rainy days were making me feel like just fuck anyone I get. Now it was uncontrollable for me. I thought of going back to Mumbai at the soonest, and get a client but that would take time.
I couldn’t wait that long. I called Ashish and asked him if he can find some client in Nashik to which he refused. I told him about my extreme urge to fuck.
After listening to me, he realized that I wouldn’t be controlled so he sent me a link to some genuine sites of escorts and prostitutes in Nashik to calm myself.
I searched there and booked a slot with one client. Her picture wasn’t available. I hadn’t met her. I just gave her a call and we fixed the price at two thousand five hundred rupees for one hour.
That day, I told my family that I’m going out with friends, but instead went to a lodge near the highway and called that lady over there.
I booked the room and was eagerly waiting for her. My testicles had filled up due to the semen in them. I had a bad urge to fuck.
And finally, someone knocked on the door. I went to open it, and here was the appetite for my cock.
Madhavi – Middle-class Marathi bhabhi
This episode reminds me how I fucked her like a bull that fucks a small cow, and that too without protection.
As I opened the door a woman in her late thirties draped in a maroon, floral saree came in with a smile. She looked pretty decent, and not like some ugly whore. I was happy that I would fuck her today.
She got off her sandals and sat quietly on the bedside. I realized that she wasn’t a prostitute as such. I asked her name and how many clients she had been with.
She smiled, and with little hesitation, she told me that her name was Madhavi, and she has never done this before. Her husband had expired due to Corona, and she has a 13-year-old son to look after.
I asked her why didn’t she do something else? She said that she had tried everything, but couldn’t get anything right as she wasn’t much educated.
She needed to pay for her son’s school fees otherwise he would be expelled, so she had to do this on the advice of one of her known high society friends.
I felt bad for her. Then she put the saree down from her right shoulder. I saw that she was wearing a maroon-colored sleeveless blouse.
Ohh fuck, that itch for a fuck surfaced again. She had just now appealed to my biggest weakness, a sleeveless blouse, and that too on a bhabhi.
I switched on the air conditioner and locked the door. She asked me for the payment before the fuck. She asked for 2500 rupees for one hour, and a single session.
I immediately removed my clothes. When I removed my underwear, I saw that shyness on her face looking at me stand naked. Oh….. la…. la.
I gave her 2500, and she said let’s start, but my hunger was big. I gave her one thousand more and said, “I really like you, so want to do it without a condom? You can take some pills later.”
First, she refused, but later seeing the extra income, she agreed, but more was to come from me. I gave her one thousand more and said, “Not one hour, I want two hours.”
She hesitated and then took all the money. She kept it in her purse and kept the purse aside. And now the game was about to begin.
I immediately held her head and brought it near my cock. She touched it and took the tip of it in her mouth. Aahh…. these middle-class women don’t know how to give a blow-job.
I inserted my whole cock in her mouth, and she started to stroke it. She did it for 2 minutes but removed it as she left nauseated.
I pulled off her saree and tried to bring it out from her waist as soon as possible, and literally pulled it out. Now she was realizing that I was getting really horny.
She smiled and said to me, “Do it calmly,” but I didn’t care. She looked exquisite in the blouse and petticoat. I started to lick her neck and shoulders.
I bit her fleshy arms and started to lick her wet armpits. Aaah, I can’t describe that in words. She noticed how horny I really was, and now she started to feel a bit uncomfortable, but I was not about to stop.
I pulled her up and told her to remove her blouse. She reluctantly unbuckled her blouse and removed it. I immediately went behind her to unhook her bra.
I tried removing it but it wasn’t opening. She tried to open it but couldn’t. I felt frustrated, and in the heat of the moment, I just pulled it badly so that it tore.
I threw her torn bra aside. She angrily said, “Aareh what is this?” I just smiled and said, “Don’t worry buy another one. Before she could say anything else, I pulled her legs and made her lie down.”
I started to kiss and bite her boobs like anything. She was very nervous now. I bit her nipple so hard that she yelled and said, “Stop it, do it like a human being not like an animal.”
I too yelled at her and told her to shut up and not to worry. I was horny as well as angry now. I kissed and licked her chubby tummy and hips.
And then I pulled her petticoat off. She herself removed her panty, otherwise, she was worried that I may tear it off. Ha….ha. Her pussy wasn’t shaved, but I was hungry.
I started to lick her pussy. She held my head and said, “You young guys do so weird things, who licks over there?” I smiled and told her to enjoy rather than talk.
She did like my licking and then it was time for fucking. I felt that the air conditioner wasn’t working properly, and we were feeling sweaty and hot. Well, I thought, why shouldn’t I enjoy a sweaty fuck session?
I told Madhavi to suck my cock for lubrication before I put it in her pussy. She took it in her mouth, and her saliva worked as a lubricant.
I put her legs on my shoulders and inserted all my cock into her pussy. She felt uneasy, and said, “Aga bai, mota hai tumhara bohot.” (Ohh ….God, your cock is pretty fat).
I started to hump her hard. The start itself was hard and she was in pain. After 5 minutes of humping, I was all drenched in sweat. She told me to remove my cock for a moment, as she was feeling extreme pain.
But I didn’t. She yelled and even slapped my arms trying to stop me for a moment, but the monster in me was not willing to stop my assault on her.
I was feeling very lustful, and my nude body made me hornier. I fucked her more, then when I removed my cock for a change in position, she started to rub her pussy and started to cry.
I didn’t give a fuck about it. She tried to cover her pussy with her small, frail hands and said, “Please that’s it, I don’t want your money, no more please.”
I told her to co-operate for some time and it’ll be over but she resisted. Well, she was new in this profession, so maybe she was acting this way.I grabbed her hands and pressed them on the bed with my hands, and inserted my cock again. She was crying now, maybe she was scared because of her new profession.
I thought of calming her down but then remembered that it was not my responsibility. I was paying her. I continued with my fuck, missionary, back, doggy style.
She was sweating profusely, the whole bedsheet was wet from our sweat, but that was really a great feeling for me. I always dreamt of fucking like this and now I was doing it.
Meanwhile, Madhavi had already submitted to me, and she understood that the only way I would leave was to satisfy me, and then I would end the session.
I licked her sweaty armpits. Yummmy, even her odour was arousing, so were her back, and her sweaty thighs. Then while stroking her in the doggy style, suddenly I too cummed in her.
Oohh…..all the juicy material in my testicles, just oozed out in her vagina. I had fucked her enough to get her pregnant. Finally, I got down from the bed breathing heavily.
Madhavi was sobbing. After two minutes she wiped her tears, and collected her clothes, and went straight to the bathroom, and started to take a bath.
While she was taking a bath, I realized that I haven’t got the maximum out of my money. At least, I should get one more session with her before she leaves.
I straight away got up, rubbed my wet cock to make it stand up again, and went to the bathroom door. I knocked and said, “Madhavi Ji, sorry. I did it so harshly with you, but you know, one can’t control in such moments.”
She didn’t say a word. Then I told her, “I have left my mobile inside the bathroom. Kindly give it to me. She opened the door slightly, and said, “There is nothing over here.”
Just then, I pushed the door and got in. Madhavi bhabhi was wet, and tried to hide her body with her hands and yelled at me with a crying face.
She yelled, “Please, enough is enough. You did what you wanted. What are you doing now?” I grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. I said, “Madam, I have given six thousand rupees, at least let me extract its value properly.”
I spread her legs and started to fuck her in the standing position. Due to her wet booty, the noise was loud, ‘chapak……chapak…. chapak’.
Now, I cummed early and saw most of my cum instead of going in her pussy like the last time, dropped on my testicles. I pulled my cock back. Madhavi sat on the bathroom floor and started to cry.
I bathed with 2-3 jugs of water, and came out, wiped myself, and lay down in the bed, as I was completely drained of my energy after two fucking sessions.
After 10 minutes, Madhavi came out, with her hair all wet, again draped in her saree. She had left her bra over there only, as it was torn and she can’t wear it now.
I took a jibe at her with a really kinky smile on my face, “Madhavi Ji, it was a great session with you, don’t forget to take pills otherwise, you’ll get pregnant for sure now.”
She looked at me in a really disgusting way and said, “You are really a disgusting man. You do it like an animal. It was my mistake to do such a job. I’m leaving this work right now.”
And then she left. Wow, it was a great experience. I was fully satisfied. That fuck made me so contented that I didn’t get a thought of fucking for almost 3-4 weeks.
In August itself, I returned to Mumbai and shifted from that chawl room to a flat room in the Mumbai suburb. The rent was pretty manageable for me.
I contacted Ashish and told him that I’m back, and I’m really fine, and ready to get back to work. And believe me, just after four days, Ashish send me a message with the address.
Meghna aunty – boy-cut MILF who screamed and groaned.
When I reached her place, she welcomed me to her house. Now, after my previous experience with that Upaasna aunty, I was a bit nervous but Meghna aunty was really kind.
Meghna was somewhat in her late forties. She was a lady with an average height, had fair but dull skin, big eyes, and was pretty skinny, and yes, she had a boy-cut hairstyle, that was so sexy.
Before the fuck, she told me something about her personal life. Her husband divorced her because she was barren, and can’t give birth and since then she is living in sadness.
I felt bad for her. She talked a lot and almost for 45 minutes she kept talking. Finally, we went to the bedroom. I stripped and she appreciated my good physique.
And then the kissing, licking, stripping started. And when I penetrated her in her pussy, Ooh my God, she screamed loudly. I got scared.
I pulled it out. She laughed at this and said sorry to me. She said that she was a screamer, and advised me to hold her mouth tightly when I fuck her.
And so I did. I stroked her nicely, and she tried a lot to scream but couldn’t as I had held her mouth tight. I fucked her in a standing position too. It was becoming my favourite now.
I took one of her legs and lifted it, then I made her hold me by my shoulder, and ‘ghap….. ghap….. ghap, I fucked her. That was fantastic.
Her boobs were really small though. She was looking really happy after the fuck, and offered me lunch. We had lunch together.
I told her to give me good ratings, as it was really necessary for me. She assured me that she will. What a good lady she was. Now at this point, fucking was no more a big thing for me. I was content as far as we need sex in life.
I got 20 thousand from Meghna aunty. I was really happy now, I was thinking about a great career which was waiting for me. But just then in the first week of September, I got a call from Ashish.
He informed me that he needed to leave for Dubai as he also had some businesses in Dubai. He informed me that he won’t be able to come before December, and for the next 3 months or so he won’t be able to provide clients for me.
I was really stressed listening to this. Now I had to depend upon an alternate job as well. Being a Gigolo has fun and money, but also experiences like with Upaasna aunty can happen.
Therefore, I took the decision that I’ll do a regular job, and also work as a gigolo. This would help me to earn from multiple sources. Also, my lust for sex would be met.
Soon I found a call-center job, as I did not want to do a sales job again. Call center jobs are much better and well paid. So for the next three months, I worked at a call center and waited for Ashish to return.
These three months were a roller-coaster ride for me. A girl named Ashwini came into my life. I will share the experiences, I got with her, in my next story.
Till that time stay safe and stay connected.
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Maa ne dost ko bete se chudwai aur gigolo banaya – Sex kahani – Desi Maal Indian Sex Stories

Desibahu — Sat, 22 May 2021 19:56:23 +0000

Aasha karta hoon aap ne pehle ke parts padhe hai. Koi bhul hue ho toh maaf karna. Aage ki kahani.
Jessica humare saath 5 din thi, aur har ek din woh kam se kam 6-7 baar chudi hogi. Akhir din toh mai aur papa ne kewal Jessica ko choda, maa ko haath tak nahi lagane diya Jessica ne.
Jessica ke jane ke baad weekend mai hum teeno Mysore dadi ke yahan chale gaye. Mera office tha toh do din chudai ke baad wapas aagaya. Maa aur papa ek hafte rukh ke wapas aaye. Papa ko wapas jane mein do din the. Hum raat ka khana kha ke hall mein chudai kar rahe the.
Papa sofe pe baithe the. Maa inke pairon ke beech mein thi, aur lund chus rahi thi, aur mai peeche se maa ki gand maar raha tha.
Maa:- Rahul aaram se kar na. Lamba chudwana hai, itni jaldi karega toh kaise hoga.
Me:- Kya karu maa, aap ki gand hi itni mast hai. Control nai hota.
Papa:- Aaaahhhh, Kalpana kya mast chusti hai tu. Beta sahi keh raha hai. Tu toh sex ki devi hai ek baar chudna chalu karo toh koi bhi control kho baithega.
Maa:- Aaaaaahhhhh… Mere jism ke dewanoo… Mujhe yeh do lund humesha ke liye chahiye… Aakash, Rahul job karta hai tum Qatar se permanently aajao wapas.
Me:- Haan papa. Maa ki hawas khatam hi nai hoti aaj-kal. Mai job pe jata hoon toh wapas aate-aate thakk jata hoon, toh maa ki chudai kam hogayi.
Maa:- Bechara Rahul, please Aakash wapas aajao.
Papa:- Mere parivar ke saath rehne ko mera bhi maan karta hai janemaan, par abhi abhi toh woh 3 BHK wala apartment liya hai.
“Tujhe toh pata hi hai zayada tar savings usme chali gayi hai. Jessica ki chudai ke karan promotion mile gaya, aur increment bhi, 2-3 saal aur aachi khasi savings hojayegi fir aajaunga.
Me:- Papa aur do saal fir India aa jana. Deal?
Maa:- Haan promise karo do saal mein wapas aa jaoge.
Papa:- Promise. Do saal ke baad wapas aajaunga. Ab khush hai?
Maa:- Thodi si khush hoon.
Papa:- Toh aake mere lund pe baith jaa, jaan. Beta gand marega aur pati chut fadega.
Do din baad papa ko airport pe choda, aur fir zindagi firse normal chalne lagi. Office jao-aao, takkat ho toh maa ke saath chudai karo.
Neha se mile bhi ek mahina ho gaya tha. Kaam bahut zayada ho gaya tha, aur chudai kam hogayi thi. Isse beech maa ki ek purani college ki dost Bangalore aayi.
Maa:- Rahul meri college ki dost aayi hai. Hotel mai rukhi hai. Mai kal milke aati hoon.
Me:- Mai janta hoon kya?
Maa:- Nai, woh yahin Bangalore mein rehti thi. Jab mai choti thi toh hum padosi the, school college mai ek saath the. Shaadi ke baad woh Mumbai chali gayi, aur contact bhi chutt gaya.
“Tu kabhi nahi mila usse, mai khud usse do mahine pehle Facebook ke dwara mili.
Me:- Ghar pe bula do fir.
Maa:- Nahi re, woh ek number ki tharki thi, college mein kam se kam 3-4 ladkon se chudi hogi.
Me:- Toh?
Maa:- Mai kuch plan kar rahi hoon. Kal milke aaungi usse fir batati hoon.
Me:- Theek hai.
Maa:- Chudai kare?
Me:- Nahi maa sorry, kam hai thoda, aur thakk bhi gaya hoon.
Maa:- Koi nahi beta, sorry bolne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Mai samjhti hoon.
Agle din jab shyam ko mai office se aaya toh maa humesha ki tarah t-shirt aur panty mai thi, aur TV dekh rahi thi. Humne khana khaya aur mai laptop leke kam karne laga.
Maa:- Aaj bhi no chudai?
Me:- Nahi maa… Aapka din kaisa tha, aap apne dost se mili? Unka naam kya hai?
Maa:- Ramya, naam hai, aur haan milke aati mai. Bechari ka divorce hogaya 6 saal pehle. Abhi beti ki shaadi hai, toh uska jo khandani ghar hai yahan, woh bechne aayi hai.
Me:- Ohhk. Khareedar mil gaya kya?
Maa:- Haan, advance bhi le liye, parso registration hai.
Me:- Aur kya kiya?
Maa:- Kuch nahi, tu busy lag raha baad mein batati hoon.
Me:- Nahi, aap bolo mai sun raha hoon.
Maa:- Theek hai. Toh mai aur Ramya uske room ke sofe pe baith ke baatein kar rahe the, aur achanak se usne mere bablon pe haath rakh diya.
Me:- KYA? KYUN?
Maa:- Maine kaha na do mahine se baat kar rahi hoon usse, divorce ke waqt se aaj tak koi sharerik sukh nahi mila, aur aaj sex karne ke liye hi toh mil the.
Me:- Aapne toh kuch bola nahi mereko.
Maa:- Toh ab bol rahi hoon. Sunna hai ki nahi?
Me:- Haan, bolo kya hua?
Maa ne apna t-shirt nikal diya, aur sirf panty mein baithi apne bablon ko dabbate hue age ki kahani bolne lagi.
Maa:- Hum dono saree mein thi. Jaise hi usne mere bable dabbaye maine usko apne pass kheecha, aur uske hontho ko chumne lagi. Hontho se gaale tak, aur fir uske blouse aur bra khol ke uske nipple ko muh mae leke chusne lagi.
Me:- Dikhne mai kaise hai?
Maa:- Sawali, mere se height thoda zayada hai, patli hai, aur dikhne mai bahut pyari hai, mamme mere se kafi chote hain, do din pehle chudai karte time ek porn lagaya tha na usme jo MILF thi na uske jaise dikhti hai.
Me:- Kounsi pornstar?
Maa:- Aarrey woh jiske laal rang ke baal the.
Me:-Ohh. Maitland Ward, aage kya hua?
Maa:- Usne mujhe khada kiya, aur hum chumne lage. Usne mera blouse, bra aur saree nikal di, aur mere mammo ko chusne lagi.
“Kuch der mere bablon se khel ne ke baad usne meri petticoat aur panty nikali aur meri chut chatne lagi. Mere ko nasha sa chadh raha tha aur khadi nahi ho pa rahi thi. Maine usko utha ke nanga kiya, aur bistar pe litake uski chut chatne lagi.”
“Jaise hi uski chut geeli hogayi maine do ungli daali, aur andar- bahar karne lagi. Usko chud ke bahut din hogaya, toh chut tight thi, aur usko anand bhi bahut aaraha tha.”
Me:- Aage?
Maa uthi aur apni panty nikalke sofe ke baith ke apni chut mai ungli karte hue aage ki kahani bolne lagi.
Maa:- Hum 69 mein aagaye, aur ab woh bhi meri chut chatne lagi. Kuch der ke baad scissoring position mein aa gaye, aur ek dusare ki chut ko ragad ragad ke maze le rahe the. Kuch der baad maine apne handbag se apna strap-on nikala.
Me:- Aap strap-on leke gayi thi?
Maa:- Haan mujhe toh pata tha kis liye jarahi hoon, toh puri taiyyari ke saath gayi thi.
Maine apna laptop side pe rakha, aur boxer nikal ke maa ki kahani ko apane aankhon ke saamne hote hue kalpana karne laga, aur lund sehlane laga.
Maa ne kuch der mujhe dekha, aur ek haath se apni chut ko ishara kiya, aur dusare se mujhe apne pass aane ko kaha. Mai samajh gaya aur jake unke pairon ke beech baith ke unki chut chatne laga.
Maa:- Khada hogaya tera!
Me:- Aage kya hua, maa?
Maa:- Maine strap-on lagaya, aur uski chut ko missionary mein pelne lagi. Humare bable ek dusare se takkara rahe tha. Beech- beech mein woh mere mammon ko chusti, aur mai uske honton ko chumti, aur jeeb ko lund ki tarah chusti.
Woh jhad gayi, aur tabhi der aa ram karne ke baad usne strap-on laga ke mujhe kutiya bana ke choda. Meri chudai ke pure waqt usne mere bablon ko peeche se kaske pakada tha. Yeh dekh bhi abhi bhi laal hai thoda.
Me:- Kaash mai hota uss room mein.
Maa:- Kal rahega na?
Me:- Kaise?
Maa:- Usne mujhe se pucha ki mujhe akelapan nahi hota kya pati ke bina. Toh maine kaha ki mai apne kaamwali se chudwati hoon, aur kabhi-kabhi male escort se.
“Maine kaha ki mera ek jaan-pehchan ka male escort hai jisse mai humesha chudti hoon, aur woh bhi chudwa sakti hai. Usko idea aacha laga, aur male escort se kal chudwane ko taiyyar hai.
Me:- Koun hai yeh male escort?
Maa:- Buddhu madarchod, tu hi hai mera male escort. Usne tujhe kabhi nahi dekha hai, mere facebook pe bhi teri koi photo nai. Kal raat ko tu hum dono ko chodega.
Me:- Wah!! Toh yehi tha aapka plan?
Maa:- Haan. Theek hai tu kam kar mai sone chali.
Me:- Kya maa, lund khada karke jane ki baat kar rahi ho.
Maa:- Tu toh thakka hua hai na, aur kam bhi hai.
Me:- Aapka khayal rakhne se zayada bada koi kam nahi.
Mai utha laptop bandh kiya, aur maa ko utha ke bedroom legaya, aur jamke unki chodai ki. Agle shyam ko office se aane ke baad ek ghanta aaram kiya, aur fir mai fresh hua. 8:30 baj rahe the.
Maa:- Dono saath chalte hai, usko kaha hai ki tu 9:30 tak aayega. Hotel pahunchne ke liye 45 minutes lagega. Mai pehle jaungi fir 15-20 minute baad tu aana.
Me:- Theek hai. Waise iss saree mai aap bahut sexy lag rahi ho maa.
Maa:- Naaiiii. Abhi bula liya lekin uske saamne mujhe maa mat bulana. Kalpana bula.
Me:- Yaar yeh thoda problem hoga. Par koshish karta hoon.
Hum ghar se nikale, aur 9:20 ko hotel pahunche. Maa pehle andar gayi aur fir 20 minute baad main room ke darwaze pe knock kiya. Maa ne darwaza khola. Mai thoda ghabraya hua tha.
Maa:- Rahul tum late ho. Andar aajao.
Me:- Hello ma’am. Aaja hotel mein kaise?
Maa:- Andar aao aur milo mere dost Ramya se, aaj mujhe khush karo ya na karo, par isko khush karna hai.
Me:- Bilkul ma’am. Hello, Ramya ma’am.
Ramya:- Hello. Kaise ho?
Maa:- Haha. Ramya tension mat le.
Me:- Mai theek hoon, Ramya.
Ramya:- Tumhari age kitni hai?
Me:- 23.
Maa:- Age se kya karna hai tujhe. Chudwana hai ki nai?
Ramya:- Kalpana, shhhh…kya bol rahi hai?
Me:- Chalta hai ma’am, aap relax karo. Aapko khush karne aaya hoon tension dilane nai.
Ramya:- Thank you. Tum paisa abhi loge ya baadme.
Mai thoda shock hogaya. Mai toh bhool hi gaya tha ki mai male escort banke aaya hoon, aur paise toh lena hi padega. Bahut ajeeb laga par maine turant hosh sambhala.
Me:- Aapki marzi ma’am.
Maa:- Ma’am mat bol. Tu humko naam se bula sakta hai.
Ramya:- Tum logon ne khana khaya?
Me:- Nai.
Ramya:- Mai order karti hoon.
Maa:- Ramya pehle ek round hojaye. Aaj teri sari bhook mita dete hain. Rahul khush karo meri dost ko.
Mai Ramya ke pass jane laga, aur woh jhatse sofe se uth khadi hui. Maine time waste na karne ka socha, aur turant uske honthon ko chumne uske jeeb se khelne laga, aur saath hi uski saree nikalke usko nanga karne laga.
Maa humare pass aayi, aur mujhe nanga karne lagi. Hum teeno ek dusare ki jeeb ko chatne lage. Kuch hi der baad mai, aur Ramya nange hogaye.
Maa ne theek hi kaha tha, Ramya pornstar Maitland Ward ki tarah thi. Mai Ramya ko bistar pe lita ke uski chut ko chatne, aur ungli karne laga. Uski chut puri tarah geeli thi. Maa Ramya ke bable chusne lagi.
Ramya:- Mujhese aur raha nai jata Kalpana. Usko jaldi lund pel ne bol.
Mai utha aur lund andar daalne hi wala tha ki Ramya ne rokh diya.
Ramya:- Condom?
Maine laya nahi tha, aur mai soch raha tha ki kya jawab doon, tabhi maa ne apne bag se ek condom nikal ke mujhe diya. Maine condom lagaya aur position liya, aur ek hi jhatke mein mera mota lamba lohe jaise tagade lawde ko Ramya ki tight chut ki geharai tak utar diya.
Ramya:- Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…. Aaram se… Fuck!!!!! Mar gayiiiii…. Aaaaahhhhh.
Mai rukh gaya, maa Ramya ko chumne lagi, aur uske mamme dabbane lagi taki usko thoda shant kar sake. Maa ne kaha tha ki Ramya ko chudai kiye kam se kam 7-8 saal hogaya tha toh mujhe aaram se chodne ko bola tha. Maine thodi der wait karke aaram-aaram se jhatke marne laga.
Ramya:- AAAAAAHHHHHH….. Mar gayiiii…. Chod Rahul aaram se chod… Aaahhhhhhhhhhh… Chodo aur chodo.
Ramya dhire-dhire maze lene lagi. 3-4 minute pyaar se aur aaram se jhatke marne ke baad maine speed badahi, aur ab zor zor se pelne laga. Maa, Ramya ke chehre pe baith gayi aur usse apni chut chatwa rahi thi.
Ramya:- Zor se…. rah zor se chod, mera chutne wala hai…ahhhhhhhaaaaahhhhh… Chodo aur zor se chodo.
7-8 minute ki chudai ke baad hi Ramya jhad gayi. Jab maine lawda bahar nikala toh chut se pani beh kar bistar ko geela karne laga. Par mera lund abhi bhi khada tha.
Me:- Kalpana jaldi se kutiya ban jaa.
Maa ne position liya, aur mai maa ko peeche se chodne laga. Maa Ramya ki chut chat rahi thi. 6-7 minute ki chudai ke baad maa jhad gayi aur maine condom mai dahi chod diya. Thodi der aaram karne ke baad, Ramya ne khana mangaya aur bathroom chali gayi.
Me:- Maa, kya tight chut thi apke dost ki. Maza aagaya.
Maa:- Kalpana bol.
Me:- Sorry. Condom lake sahi kiya.
Maa:- Mai puri taiyyari ke saath aayi hoon.
Humne khana khaya, aur fir chudai ke liye taiyyar hogaye.
Maa:- Rahul, Ramya ki gand mar.
Ramya:- Pagal hai kya? Iska bahut mota hai. Gand mai liye bhi 7-8 saal hogaye. Mai nahi lungi.
Maa:- Rahul expert hai. Bahut pyar se chodega. Theek hai pehle mai chudwati hoon fir tu try kar.
Ramya:- Nahi, yaar.
Me:- Tension mat lo Ramya, mai aaram se karunga.
Maine maa ke bag se tel ka bottle nikala, aur maa ko kutiya banake, gand mein tel laga ke condom laga ke chodne laga.
Me:- Aaaahhh… Kalpana, kya mast gand hai.
Maa:- Chod Rahul, chod aur zor se chod… Ahhhhh… Kya chodta hai tu Rahul… Maza aagaya… Chod zor se chod… Ramya, please mere liye… Tujhe bahut maza aayega.
Maa ne aur thodi der Ramya ko manaya. Ramya maan gayi. Ramya ko bhi maa ke pass kutiya banaya. Maa ko chodte waqt hi mai Ramya ke gand mein bahut sara tel lagaya, aur ungli gand mai ghusane laga.
7-8 minutes maa ki chudai ke baad, mai Ramya ke peeche aa gaya. Maine condom pe bhi tel lagaya, aur dhire-dhire se Ramya ke gand mai lund daalne laga.
Ramya har dhakke ke saath chilla rahi thi. Maine 4-5 minute tak bahut aaram se chod raha tha. Jab Ramya ko maza ne laga toh usne khudse zor se chodne bola. Maa, Ramya ke aage pair failaye aur Ramya ke muh ko apni chut mai dabba diya.
Kuch der baad maa uthi aur bag se strap-on nikala.
Ramya:- Nahi, Kalpana.
Maa:- Sssshhhhhh…. Kuch mat bol, tujhe jannat dikhaungi… Jo bolti hoon woh kar.
Mai neeche leta gaya, aur Ramya mera upar lawde ko chut mai liya, aur maa strap-on se Ramya ki gand marne lagi. Ramya ko toh nasha sa chadh gaya tha.
Ramya:- Kalpanaaaaa, thank you… Tune toh jannat dikha di mereko aaaahhhhaaaa… Chod Rahul chod zor se chod Kalpanaaaaa chod…. pehli baar mere dono chedh ek saath bare hain… Chodo zor se chodo…. aaaaahhhhhhhhh.
Ramya 3-4 minute mein jhad gayi, aur fir mai maa ko chodne laga, aur hum dono jhad gaye. Adha ghanta aaram karne ke baad Ramya ne strap-on lagaya, aur maa hum dono ke beech mai thi.
Humne raat ke 3 baje tak chudai ki. Hum sab puri tarah thakk gaya the. Bistar pasine aur chut ki pani se geela hogaya tha. Hum teeno ek dusare ko gale laga ke sogaye.
Subah 7 baje maa ne mujhe aur Ramya ko uthaya. Maine ne thodi der baatein ki. Ramya mujhe aur maa ko dhanyawad kiye ja rahi thi. Mai aur maa taiyyar hogaye aur nikalne wale the.
Ramya:- Rahul tu kamaal ka chodta hai, yeh le 10000 rupee. Thank you Kalpana.
Me:- Aapki tight chut ko chod ke mujhe bhi bahut maza aaya… Yeh paise aap hi rakho, agli baar jab aaogi toh mujhe bulana…
Ramya:- Nahi, please lelo.
Maa:- Lele Rahul.
Maa ki baat toh maan ni padegi. Maine paise liye, aur wahan se chal pade. Car mein aate hi maine maa se kaha.
Me:- Khud ke bete ko gigolo bana diya. Aur koi dost ho toh bolo maa, mai taiyyar hoon chut ki servicing ke liye.
Maa:- Hahaha… Dekhti hoon. Chal Ghar chalte hai. Office jane wala hai kya?
Me:- Nahi aaj aaram se aap ki chudai karunga. Maine sick leave ke liye mail daal diya.
Maa:- Thank you beta.
To be continued…

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