At the next stop, a few more people boarded the bus and as I was sitting, watching that market from the window I felt as someone has sat on my right. As I looked on my right, adjusting herself was a beautiful lady, maybe around 40 years of age. She was in a sari and sleeveless maroon blouse.

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She had big eyes, round face and quite not-so- very heavy structure but she surely was full, full of mass on those right spots. I still remember that scent of her perfume which was very nice. She had a few bags in her hands as I could get that she must’ve come after having some shopping from the market. I still remember those eyes which looked at me asking for some more space as she was trying to adjust herself and her bags.

I zestfully responded by giving her way till she sat comfortable. As I was still watching outside from the window, I couldn’t resist the temptation of having a look frequently on my right so as to have a look on those lovely arms which seemed smooth and were all visible till her armpits. As and whenever I looked at her, she always seemed to nearly do the same.

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I don’t know what happened to me, wanted to feel at least a slight touch of her arms. I slowly stretched the sleeves of my half sleeve shirt a further up and moved it a bit so as to feel just a touch of her arm on mine. And it did, soon I felt that soothing touch on my right arm. It gave me a very arousing feel and I was lost again in those waves of ecstasy.

Now I wanted to explore more of her body with my eyes. I started looking on her thighs and those creases created on the sari by the fullness of her thighs made me go red. I could sense my cock getting harder and harder smelling the scent of her body. Now the conductor came for collection and this was the time I felt I could touch her. I had kept money in my shirts pocket but I still intended to put my hand on the back pocket of my trouser as I knew this was the way I could feel her thighs.

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As I moved my hand towards my back pocket, I deliberately touched her thigh and as I was deliberately trying to pull something from my pocket, I touched the side of her soft buttock. My word, it was such a nice feeling.

After getting the ticket, I again preferred to put it in my back pocket again and repeated the same thing. This time i prolonged my work and touched her for larger time with my fingers. To my surprise, as I looked at her she was looking directly into my eyes and with a very magnificent smile, maybe she must’ve read my naughty thoughts. The bus was still less than half full. Now I was wondering as to how should I start again as that smile of hers had given me some encouragement to act. Now this time I started by scratching my right arm with my hand and obviously feeling her softness on the back of my hand now. Feeling no resentment from her, I continued to touch her slowly (as if accidentally) with my fingers.

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I started feeling that she too started liking it. With my heart in my mouth, I simply placed my hand on her thigh. These horny feelings had now got over my decency and only some resentment from her could have made me normal, nothing else. But as my good luck had it, she simply ignored what I did and instead started hiding my hand under her shopping bags. Now, I had a sigh – of relief as well as sex. Now, it was my hand which was doing everything. I moved a further up and placed my hand over her boobs. Gosh, they were really big. I started pressing them gently. Going faster and faster sometimes. I started doing it continuously, stopping only at the bus stops as some people used to move up and down the bus at that time.

But luckily, the bus never got full and there was no one standing in the bus. So I was able to do whatever I could have at least in the bus. I sometimes pressed her smooth tummy with my hand, mostly concentrating on those great boobs. I was trying to find those nipples from within the blouse with my fingers. Now I was getting faster and faster and to add to the fire she slowly whispered to me “Zor Se” …

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Our parents had gone out of town for 3 days and my sis was having a slumber party with four of her friends, Sheena, Meenakshi, Diya and Rutu. I was told to stay out till nightfall and come back only to stay in my room. I returned home at 10pm and went to the loo in my room.

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Obviously Neha’s friends had used my bathroom for changing clothes. I saw a pair of clothes along with the underwear hanging from the hook. There was a black silk bra hanging from one while a similar white lacy one from the other. I imagined them dancing to the music and jiggling their free boobs.

I started masturbating thinking about them. I didn’t realize that I hadn’t closed the door. My sister suddenly barged in and caught me in the act. “Well, what do you think you are doing, little brother?” I turned around and she got a glimpse of my rod. She exclaimed,” Well, not so little, are you ?”
She then caught me by my dick and took me to her room.

“Girls, let me introduce you to my big ‘little’ brother.” She told them about my masturbating in the bathroom. The girls went Ooooooh. They decided to have some fun. Sheena came over to me and asked,”So were you thinking about us while jacking off?” I said yes. She removed her night-shirt over her shoulders exposing her pretty breasts. She jiggled them in front of me.

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Behind her everybody got out of their night clothes. I got a raging hard-on. Sheena pushed me on the bed and took my dick in her warm mouth. I squirmed with pleasure. The other girls bought out some rope and tied me to the bed post spread-eagled. Meenakshi then came and sat on my face. I hungrily started sucking on her cunt. I forced my tongue deep inside her and moaned with pleasure.

I so badly wanted to fondle her luscious breasts but I was helpless with my hands tied. I felt one more tongue joining Sheena’s down there. I bent down to see Diya sucking on my balls.

By this time, Neha and Rutu had gotten into a 69 and were devouring each others cunnies. I didn’t know Neha was into lesbianism but this sure got me very excited. Meenakshi started forcing her cunt into my face. I guessed that she was cumming and licked her cunt with large strokes of my tongue. Soon her juices started flowing which I drank up lavishly.

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The pressure in my balls was growing too. All of us were moaning out so loudly that we wondered whether our neighbours would hear it. But none of us was least bothered. I begged them to let me free. But they told me to wait. Neha went into the kitchen and brought out a bucket of ice-cream. I wondered what that is for.

I came to know when she poured a scoop around my penis. I gasped from the cold feeling around my dick and balls. Now all of them wanted a lick of my dick. They fought over it and soon I had five tongues licking and sucking my groin. It sure was a great feeling.

Now they set me free. I grabbed Diya, the cutest one, and pushed her onto the bed. I started sucking her cunt hungrily. I teased her clitoris and she went into raptures of moans. the others got on the floor with their legs wide open for me to suck.

I was in cunt heaven, devouring cunny after cunny and lapping up their sweet nectar. My dick then got ready for satisfying them. It became a plunger tool, going in cunt after cunt, making them cum. I hesitated on reaching Neha’s but she guided me into her slit and I thought What the heck.

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After all, now she is just another female. well, her cunt was the best as it was the tightest. I soon felt myself ready to cum. I took my dick out and made all of them cum once more. Finally, we were tired and dozed off with our naked bodies intermingled with one another.

Now, I am a sex-toy for all of them. I service them whenever they ask for me.

Neha also gets me to screw her whenever she pleases. So do everyone else. In return, I get small gifts and plenty of kisses.

I also don’t masturbate anymore as I have a cunt or ass or mouth waiting to service me right in the next room. I am thoroughly enjoying my sex life.

I shall come back as I have lot many incidents to tell you.

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Nazma found herself in a unique situation. Though unmarried she had been appointed as manager cum governess by a millionaire Mr. Hamza for his mansion in Alabama a month ago. In this role, Nazma also acted as mother to Hamza’s 20-year-old daughter Nusrat and 18 year old son Mubarak. Hamza stayed out of USA for 9 months in a year and while in USA sought the conjugal embraces from Nazma, which she never grudged him. There was another significant role Nazma had to play. Hamza had been educated in England and had been caned in English schools. He wanted his children to be subjected to the same corporal punishments till they were at least 25 years old and sought Nazma’s help in this regard. He had several tawses and canes imported specially from England to be used on his beautiful daughter and handsome son.

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Hamza was otherwise a liberal minded person. Through Nazma, he had conveyed to his daughter that he didn’t mind her having sex with boys provided she kept out of trouble’s way and avoided drugs, diseases and pregnancy. Mubarak was totally under Nazma’s training and was still a virgin – until that Saturday morning. Nazma even attended his baths and sometimes embarrassed the young man by soaping his genitals and other sensitive areas. Meanwhile, the children adored the woman they called ‘mother’ and loved her although she was very strict. They had lost their mother several years ago and found themselves naturally drawn to this affectionate lady who laid down the law for them.

Nazma meanwhile was getting impatient with the children. Although Hamza had advised her to use the punishment implements as often as necessary, she had acted with great restraint. In the past month, it was only twice that her children had felt the sting of the tawse on their shrinking palms. Both times they received 4 strokes on each palm which made them beg for mercy but it seems the sting must have soon evaporated as they resumed their insubordinate behavior. On Wednesday things had come to a head. Nusrat was coming home very late at nights despite warnings and she had caught Mubarak masturbating very frequently. She called them both and told them that they were to be punished on Saturday for the entire morning and were to report at 9 a.m. sharp in the room she had designated as the Punishment Room. The huge room had a double bed, a closet full of punishment implements, a step-ladder fitted with a carpet and rings to be used to fasten a person for punishment and other pieces of furniture.

Nazma got up from her bed and examined herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw, a loving face and heaving chest. It will soon be time for giving some loving correction to my children and bringing them out of their natural shyness. She took a bath and dressed up using her best perfume and lingerie. Her clothes were made of thin though expensive white silk and her nipples were virtually visible through her sheer bra and kurta. She remembered the time when she used to meet Hamza about five years hence and used to provoke him by wearing bras in which the rings had been cut off so that her nipples were directly in contact with her kurtas. Hamza couldn’t take his eyes off her chest in those days for which she would tease him.

Of course Hamza never deciphered the reason for such clear-cut impressions of the nipples on her outer clothes. It was time to get on with life and Nazma looked at her watch. It was 8.55 a.m. as she reached the Punishment Room. She surveyed the room and about 8 minutes later there was a timid knock on the door and Nusrat and Mubarak walked in. She immediately hugged both of them and enveloped them in her large bosom and kissed them profusely. She then called her servants on the intercom to say that she or her children were not to be disturbed for the next four hours and left the receiver off the hook.

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She then played some soft music on her sound system that would go on until stopped. Still holding both children close to her, she told them that they had been misbehaving too much lately and making a wrong use of her leniency and she had no alternative but to give them a long, painful and loving correction. Then holding them at arm’s length, she asked them both to strip completely. “I don’t want a stitch on your bodies” she ordered. Nusrat and Mubarak looked at each other and were so embarrassed.

Nusrat cried out, “But Mummy, not in front of —- . “I will have none of that improper shyness, today you will both come out of it and love each other like we should in a family. Meanwhile, you have erred and must be punished in each other’s presence.”

Nusrat removed her dupatta, removed her shoes, unzipped her kurta and removed it from her head exposing her lovely breasts enveloped in a dazzling bra and glorious arms. She then lowered her shalwar and removed it completely to stand in a mere bikini. Meanwhile Mubarak was also stripping and having removed his shoes, shirt, vest and trousers now stood only in his briefs and socks. “I said everything” stressed Nazma and soon her children divested themselves of their remaining clothing and stood before their mother uncomfortably. Nazma surveyed the scene compassionately.

She had often seen the two naked but never in each other’s presence. She admired their graceful bodies and did not fail to notice some movement in Mubarak’s penis. She went forward and touched it. It grew a little longer. “This is punishment not sexual intercourse my boy” she admonished. ” I – I am sorry Mommy, I can’t control it”. Taking a ruler from her desk she struck his penis hard once. “Well my boy we will teach you how to control these things”. The stroke only served to grow the penis longer but Nazma didn’t want any distractions now.

“Okay, Nusrat, Mubarak go to a corner of the room, kneel down on the carpet facing the wall and put your hands on your head until I call you” ordered Nazma and the two complied. On kneeling down they realized that their knees were taking a lot of pressure and it was getting more and more painful by the minute. Nazma took up an interesting novel and read it till 9.30, conscious of their position and pain. Sometimes she would glance at their nude, kneeling postures and smile.

Nazma removed the smile from her face and got up to inspect Nusrat’s panties and Mubarak’s brief. Her suspicions were confirmed. Nusrat’s panties had a very musky smell in them. She had apparently not changed them for 2-3 days and had spent in that period. Mubarak’s briefs were a little dirty and had definite semen like odor in them. “Look at Mommy, kids, have I not instructed you to keep your undergarments clean” she said picking out a cane from her closet and keeping them on her desk. The children turned around while kneeling and were shocked to see their intimate clothes in their mother’s hands. “Yes, sorry Mommy” said Nusrat while Mubarak was speechless with shame.

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“Well then come here both of you” said Nazma.

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