Satan Satisfied

A JJ Submission:

Hi, this JJ taking you through the ‘Teacher’s” series well when I venture into a particular segment it goes on for a very long time. The thinking and visualizing keeps going in the same line if readers are aware it all started with the “Lesbian” stories. Well keeping onto the same track this is about a PG mathematics school teacher handling higher classes a divorcee well into her forties 46 to be precise blessed with a son staying with her parents at Bangalore was slowly warming up with a former student.

Sadhana had been teaching for many years with the new international standard school situated in Puzhal a suburb on the out skirts of Chennai in the near proximity of the new jail complex. She on occasion, encounters former students on the street or a restaurant. She was normally pleased and anxious to hear what life had in store for each of her former charges. Many had gone on to college and successful careers and others had gone on to start families. Sadhana was excited to hear how their lives had changed since leaving school and enjoyed being reminded of how she had positive influences in others' lives.

Sadhana ran into one such student on a Sunday evening as she was strolling through local market. Kathir was a bright boy, but had some difficulty with his studies. He was a better than average student, when helped and prodded by his instructors. He was finishing his final year of college with a city Goverment college doing his UG Business Mathametics and was studying for his final exams. He was excited to see his former teacher and talked excitedly about his experiences since leaving the school and about a future career. Alas, his study habits had not improved so much as his outlook and he must finish his exams before moving on. He pleaded with Sadhana for her help in preparing for the exams and wanted some gudiance. Somewhat reluctantly, Sadhana agreed. It wasn't that she didn't want to see Kathir succeed, it was more that she was unsure of herself and her bashfulness resulting from her realization of how good looking he had become. She invited him to join up with her at home in the nearby residential area.

The first few sessions went well and Sadhana noticed a stark improvement in his knowledge and study habits. She barely noticed the sexual tension that was building between them. Still, she was feeling a little uncomfortable and was considering stopping the sessions. She felt her age meant responsibility and he but only a couple years older than her son. In fact, they had briefly been in school at the same time.

As much as Sadhana tried, she could not remove his image from her mind and thoughts of him and his athletic frame entered her mind often during the day. His boyish charm and flirtatious mannerisms were taking a toll on Sadhana's restraints. She was beginning to wonder if he was really interested in her help with study work or had other things in mind. Though their discussions were quite engaging, he seemed to frequently wander off the topic. While in discussion with Kathir were keeping her mind occupied, her id was being stimulated by his natural good looks and his muscular build. Each session came and went and Sadhana could not bring herself to call off the sessions en mass.

One night Sadhana discovered, without realizing it, that they were sitting very closely together on the sofa watching a movie on the television. Chills were running from his leg brushing against her thigh, up the length of her spine and as always she was in her comfortable nighty and in skirt. She slowly turned her head to look at him and her eyes met his square on. She went flush and felt stirrings she had missed for a long time. She hoped her face had not given her away as she began to slide away from him. He moved with her, pressing his face towards Sadhana, as if he were to kiss her. She withdrew, pulling the neck of her front open button down nighty closed and sliding away from him. He looked at her bewildered, thinking he had misread her signals ... moving closer to her on the sofa, Kathir persisted, placing a hand on her thigh.

Though he is not being forceful, Sadhana feels the strength in his grip as he moves closer to her. His eyes are intense and his broad shoulders tower over her. He slides closer, closing off the area to slide across the sofa. Sadhana started feeling pinned with no place to slide as he presses his face to hers; holding her head with is hand. She holds her lips tightly, trying to fend off his advances with her hands, but he is strong and persistent.


Sadhana's mind screams 'no!,' but her body craves touch and caress.

His lips press over hers and his tongue dances over her lips. She is pinned against the sofa, his grip is tight, yet there is a gentleness in the way he holds her.

Sadhana's heart pounds in her chest and her breathing becomes more rapid as he forces his tongue in the void between her lips. Her mind races and she become vaguely aware of his manhood pressing against her thigh. Sadhana's body stirs and she quivers under the caress of his hands and she relaxes, kissing him back. Her hands pull his head to her face and she begins kissing him passionately. His breathing is rapid and his heart is pounding in his chest.

Sadhana, emboldened by lust, finds the buttons of his shirt and she begins working each button loose, stripping away his shirt away, running her hands over his chest, small black body hair slipping between fingers tips. Lust has taken over Sadhana and her body rises to his, her juicy necter regions pressing against his thigh.

He leans down to her and he kisses her again, the skin of his bare legs warm against the inside of her thighs. Sadhana's in-skirt is hiked up and she could feel the warmth of his skin radiating, through her panties, onto her swollen lips. She grasps his head and pulls his face against her neck, guiding him to kiss the soft, sensitive skins at the base of her neck. His kisses burned, sending shivers through her body with each sensual contact. Sadhana's nipples are swollen and protruding through the silky material of her nighty. She could feel his skin sliding over the material of her night wear, sending electric shocks from her breasts to the nub hidden beneath the velvet folds of her pussy lips.

His hands move down over her body, slipping beneath the tail of her nightty. His fingers sliding smoothly on her skin as he glides his head down to kiss at the top of her cleavage. Moisture builds between her legs as his warm lips press over her skin and she quivers and squirms under his touch. His fingers slip into the opening of her nighty and he fumbles with her bra; finally he releases the clasp & in a single stroke her nighty is being removed over her head leaving her with the in-skirt and panties alone. When the fabric leaves her heavenly body and falls away exposing her throbbing breasts.

His hands moving over her skin, taking her breath away when his fingers touch her nipples, moving in tiny circles. Sadhana's heart races, her body rising and falling, desire driving her moistened pussy lips against his thigh. The rippling muscles of his legs against the soft skin of her inner thigh and his warm skin pressing between the folds of her pussy.




His hands move upon her breasts, his fingers grasping each nipple, rolling them as she squirms beneath him. Both jump when the books fall from the sofa to the floor; Sadhana and Kathir look at one another, fear in their eyes, then they break into laughter. A moment of respite, then he stands up before her, and she watches as he slips out of his shirt. His stomach is flat and rippled, a small tuft of body hair stands between his pectorals and another tuft below his navel disappears in his shorts.

He slips from his shoes, and then his hand reaches for the waist of his jean shorts. A bulge protruding just below his belt line.

His fingers thread the belt back through the buckle and then clumsily unsnap the button on the front of his shorts. Sadhana stares, surprised, but hungry as he lets his shorts slide to the floor. His under garment tight, concealing all but the lump protruding in the front of him.

Sadhana licks her lips as he slips his thumbs beneath the waist band of his under garment. His engorged manhood gives him trouble as he slips the fabric down over his hips. It bobs up and down when it becomes free. Its swollen bulk pointing towards Sadhana, his full balls hanging loosely beneath.

Sadhana sits frozen on the sofa, anticipating his next move. He swoops down upon Sadhana his bare chest presses against her full breasts. His warm skin and curly chest hairs slipping over erect nipples, sending a rush of tingles from her glowing nubs to the damp part in her legs.


Kathir pushes Sadhana back against the sofa and slides his hips between her bare thighs. His strong grip forcing her into submission in a caring and gentle way. His lips descend upon Sadhana again and his movement hike her in-skirt above her hips. Sadhana's body is quivering, shaking almost uncontrollably, with a mix of fear and desire.

"Stop, we must stop," Sadhana utters half heartedly.

The girth of his shaft presses against her, between her legs. Her body rises, grinding herself against his hardness. She can no more stop this, nor she can stop the burning desires she feels. Sadhana's judgment is eclipsed by the desire she feels.

His hardness slips against the dampened, thin material of her lacy panties providing her only a sliver of modesty. Her tiny nub protruding and sending electric shocks with each of his strokes, sending tingles from between her folds to her jutting nipples.

His hardness strains at her panties and Sadhana fears they will break ... she fears and desires they break.

His chest is rubbing against her breasts and his hands are supporting her from below. His lips and tongue caress Sadhana's mouth. His hands cup her lavish buns, and his fingers tease at her rose; sending chills and quivers through her body.

Sadhana can no longer control herself and reaches down to take his girth in her hand. Her fingers are not long enough to surround the whole shaft. She guides the head through the leg of her soaked panties, placing him at the opening between her cunt lips.


Sadhana feels herself stretch as his girth opens her wider, its massive head piercing her lips. Her body rocks with his motions, directing his massive head to exactly the right spots. The force of the movement tears at her panties until they finally give way. Their disappearance frees his full size to enter her.

Sadhana grasp the cheeks of his ass and uncharacteristically cry our as his hard shaft pierces her middle. Her body rising and falling with each stroke, and his jewels swinging with is strokes, striking Sadhana's ass. The sounds of damp skin contacting and the musky scent of sex fills the air.

Sadhana, forced to fully surrender, and submitting to his animal lust, finds herself quivering and pressure building in the pit of her stomach. Normally very reserved, Sadhana is surprised when she hears the sound of herself crying out, fully engulfed in climax. Nectar gushes from her pussy and coating her student's shaft. Her soul is filled with joy as he empties himself into her hungry gash.

Kathir collapses on top of her, both struggling for breath. Soaked and satiated they lie together for a long minute on the sofa before she can gather herself enough once again cover. She is a shy and modest woman after all. That's all folks hope you enjoyed the journey to its fullest & nearing to let the body liquid flow out of you visualizing the scene in your minds eye. As always its time for feed backs & honest comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Evil Princess

A big hi to all the readers, this is your one and only JJ to entertain you in the most exotic possible way through the story below. Anything that is forbidden gives more thrill to us and we want to always explore the unexplored, a very good example of this is the tasting the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden by Eve.

Through Brinda’s sexual needs were taken care of by her husband the quench for variety kept her on the prowl for well endowed performers who would last for hours on the bed. This only goes to show her love for being bedded not just by anyone but, by strong men who can match her raging sexual urges. Jalal worked as a Office Manager in the concern that Brinda’s husband had natured for two years in the field of Home Loans, having their office in the Marina Towers on Santhome High Road Chennai. Discreet encounter was well planned & a booking was made in the name of Jalal at GRT.

Then came the day and the hour Brinda couldn't believe how excited she was at that moment. She was standing half naked in a hotel room with a man's head between her thighs. Her position was one she was not accustomed to...standing with her legs apart and her hands clasped behind her back.


Moments earlier Jalal placed her in this position and told her to stay this way. She liked the feeling of him taking control of her passion. She had her head stretched back as she took in the feel of his mouth on her pussy. He was still teasing her through her lace panties and she was getting wetter by the second.

Jalal brought his hands around to cup the globes of her ass as he pressed his mouth into her mound. He took in the smell of her arousal and as he inhaled he grew an inch harder. He had this sexy vibrant woman who he was going to make love to all day. As he squeezed her cheeks he bit down gently through the fabric onto her clit and she jumped.

"Oh my!" Brinda exclaimed, when she felt the intensity of his teeth nibbling on her. She tried to pull away but she was held in place by his hands on her ass. She was so turned on by his hands massaging her and pressing her close to his mouth that she moaned deep in the back of her throat.


Jalal lifted his mouth and looked up to her. What he saw took his breath away...a beautiful passionate woman with her breasts out, nipples hard and head thrown back. He took in her flushed cheeks and neck. She was panting slightly. He knew he had to have her soon.

Brinda felt his eyes on her. She opened hers and tilted her head down to look at him. Their eyes locked; hers were glazed over with passion, his were hot with lust. He stood up slowly until they were face to face.

The kiss they shared at that moment was a marked progression from the one earlier. He wrapped his arms around her and gathered her hands in his, bringing them down to her waist. Their fingers intertwined as the kiss deepened. She felt him holding her hands while rubbing his thumbs methodically into her palms. She melted against him, pressing her hard nipples into his chest. His hands left hers to move around to her back and embrace her fully.

Jalal wrapped his hands once again around her waist and gathered her directly against his hard chest. She, in turn, brought her hands up around his neck, playing with his hair as his tongue danced with hers. Their hips were pressed so close now and Brinda felt the hard length of his cock press between her thighs. As his tongue moved in and around her mouth, he moved his hands up and down her back and ass.


They were still slightly swaying to the sensual music playing in the hotel suite. The sounds of the music coupled with the smell of Brinda’s perfume heightened their senses.

He broke apart their kiss and reached for her hand. He growled into her ear, "Baby, I want more of you...come."

She gave him her hand and at that moment she would have let her lead him anywhere. They walked the 10 feet to the king sized four-poster bed in the GRT. It had a fluffy white down comforter and pillows that felt like clouds. He sat on the edge of the bed and maneuvered her aching body until she was standing between his legs.

He hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties and slowly brought them down to her ankles to step out of, which she did. He then unclasped and removed her bra and as she stood there watching his eyes dilate, he brought his hands to her breasts and lifted them up and together to his mouth.


Brinda barely heard him whisper, "beautiful," as he fastened his lips over her left nipple. The pressure of his mouth sucking on her almost made her knees buckle. His hands gently squeezed both breasts as she felt his hot breath and wet mouth on her.

"Ooooh," she moaned as she put her hands in his hair. She felt him remove his mouth, only to reattach it to her right breast. The left was quickly replaced by his fingers, gently plucking her erect nipple like he was fine tuning an instrument.

"Please Jalal, please, I really need you. I'm aching," she begged him. He released both her breasts and pressed her down onto the bed. Then he stood up and removed his own clothes swiftly, lifting himself above her after he did so.

"Is this what you need baby?" he said as he pressed 2 fingers quickly inside of her pussy. Her hips bucked into his fingers as she felt him spread her knees wide with his other hand. He leaned over her, pressing his rock hard cock against her side as he licked her neck and moved his fingers in and out of her wet clutching hole. He then whispered in her ear, "I know what you need. You need to be well fucked. You need me to take you to heights you have never been. Don't you?" he said, emphasizing his words with a hard thrust of both his hips against her side as well as moving his fingers deeper inside of her.


"Oooooh." Her moan was involuntary, her muscles squeezing around his fingers. Brinda didn't know if it was that or the hot feeling of his words and breath in her ear but she was close to climaxing already. "Please, please..." She was pleading with him for the ultimate pleasure.

Jalal shifted his body, removing his fingers. They were glistening wet from her juices. He placed them on her wet warm mouth and ran them over her sensual trembling lips. He then leaned in to kiss her and to taste them.

Immediately afterward, he got up for a minute to reach for the condom he had brought with him to the bedroom. She helped him place it on his penis, which resembled more of a spear at this point.

Then Jalal's mouth returned to hers tightly as he moved directly over her, guiding his cock to her entrance. Her legs widened immediately as she felt him positioning his penis. She was ready to receive him inside her body. As he pressed forward, taking her inch by inch, they both moved in unison. Her tight warmth surrounded him.

The feel of his cock penetrating her fully was taking them both over the edge. "Yesssss, please Jalal fuck me, ooooh," she exclaimed.

He replied without words, pushing his hips full against her, their hips meeting. He rested for a brief moment and let her adjust to him. He then slid his hands under her ass and started with a rhythm not unlike their earlier dancing to the soft music FM. They moved together and pulled apart, his cock all but removed except for the tip. As he then pressed again fully to the hilt,


Brinda pulled her knees up to her waist giving him deeper access. This spurred him on to fuck her wildly and with abandon. Their mating became primal and felt like it went on forever but was more like minutes in reality. They moved faster and faster, both of them panting and moaning. He was holding back his own orgasm, wanting to bring her pleasure first. He could tell she was going to come because her pussy was contracting in little gasps around him... He pressed deep and hard as he held her ass in a vise grip, bringing her over the edge. He lifted his head from her mouth, wanting to see her in the throws of her orgasm.

"Come for me Brinda...let go now," he said to her commandingly, knowing she was right there. She felt herself tipping over and couldn't have stopped for the world. His last push inside her made her see stars. She went hot and cold at the same time. It was so intense that no sound came out of her mouth. She came and shuddered silently as he watched her. That was all it took for Jalal. He thrust one more time in and out of her pulsating pussy to let go of his powerful orgasm and he bucked and said her name softly as he came.

They lay together, bodies overlapping, not knowing where one began and the other ended. They were both tingling with the sensations of fulfillment. It was too early to speak of anything. They just enjoyed the moment together, resting and recovering, each of them smiles on their face. They went on to make love a couple of times, but that’s another story folks. Comments to seekcompany@gmail.com
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Yours Lovingly
JJ

Sexual Ecclesiastical

Welcome back dear readers, a late submission due to tight work schedule have kept me away from you. Never mind I shall treat you with a real hot and short story, in Tamil Nadu cine actress have been worshiped and temples were built with them as deity. To quote Kushboo was adored by her fans and a temple was built for her, this news might be disgusting for many of you but then it’s the truth. The narration below is on the same lines of worshiping the woman as a sex Goddess & the place where it happens automatically becomes a temple.

Far away from the hustle bustle of Chennai city is Mogalivakkam a residential paradise on the way to Porur, nestled among a mangrove is a small single storey building decorated by the most expensive marble and a open kitchen. In the master bedroom she sits alone in the room. All the curtains are drawn, and no lights are on. There is music in the background, something shady, dark and cool. She wears a long tee shirt.

His favorite.



She is alone in her thoughts, though all at once something pulls her from them. He is here, in the room with her. She knows this by his smell, by the way her body tingles.

Without a word, he moves up behind her. Pressing his lips to her neck as his hands find and hold the weight of her breasts. The sensation of his lips on her neck wakes every nerve in her body. She turns to face him and slowly she starts to kiss his face, his neck, and his chest as she unbuttons his shirt. Her hands, body tremble with desire. Lower she moves down his body until she is on her knees. With their eyes locked, she slowly, gently undoes his pants and lowers them until his cock is free.

Still without a word she lifts each leg and removes the shoes, socks and pant legs, first one, then the other. Starting at his feet, she kisses and licks each toe, moving up his legs to knees and further still until her cheek gently touches his member. Teasingly she rubs her face against him, and then very slowly caresses him with her tongue. She bends down just enough to take his balls in her mouth.




As she reaches his nipple, she moves around to the back of his body and begins licking and sucking his neck, shoulders, down his spine and across his hips. He shudders with anticipation as she suckles the cheeks of his ass, he flexes even though he is trying to remain still. He doesn’t like her to know how much she turns him on. From behind him she slides her tongue once, twice, into his crack and as he flexes for the third time she quickly pulls out and suckles his balls again. Her hands wrap around his dick as she sucks and squirms underneath him. Gripping tighter and tighter she moves to her own rhythm and he understands that this part of the dance turns her on as much as him. He will not be surprised to see drops of her juices on the floor under her.

His heart starts beating faster and he hears the only the sounds of himself in his ears. Quickly, because his desire is mounting he steps back and shoves her to the floor. Slowly removing the T shirt she is wearing, he bends until his mouth covers hers, at first she is surprised, then as he moves his lips to her breast, she succumbs to her own desires. Arching her back to meet his body’s every curve she moans quietly as his hands find her pussy, hot, her clit stiff with excitement. Quickly he moves down her belly, tonguing and kissing every inch of her body. Without slowing his pace, he thrusts her legs open and buries his face in her. Knowing exactly how she likes it, slow and teasing, gentle and long, he eats her. At first she feels the heat in her legs then all at once the sensation slams her pussy and she is writhing in desire. Uncontrollably she fucks his face, faster and faster and he slowly, maddeningly caresses her opening. Please, now, she begs, moaning and bucking, now, do me now, trading his fingers for his face, he raises up and with out stopping the maddening rubbing he enters her, hard, fast, deep. Very deep. She raises her legs high and wide to accept all of him, and spreads herself open with her own hands so that she can feel his hands working her clit, wet and hot as hell.

Harder and harder he slams into her, she stops moaning and starts uttering uncomprehendable words, He is unaware of everything except how he feels inside of her. He fights to maintain control, but she is too tight, too hot, and a low moan escapes him as he cums deep within her.



He lies on top of her, spent and satisfied. She lights a cigarette and places it between his lips as he rolls over on to his side.

Not once has he said a word.

As she watches him smoke in the dark, she sees the strength of his hands outlined in the red embers of the cigarette. She touches them, kisses them, and takes them into her mouth, finger by finger, loving each equally.

Tasting herself on him, she feels herself start to heat up again. She moves from his hands to his arms, down and across his chest. He is ready for her. Their desire for each other has been growing; both understood that neither would be satiated quickly.



She is surprised and pleased to see that her desires are matched by his, and for the first time she wraps her mouth fully around him, taking him as deep into her throat as she did her pussy.



This one is just for him she thinks, as she sucks hard and deep. He places his hand in her hair, but does not push her further down. He knows she will take him as deeply as she can. He tells her to move to the side so that he can see her, and as she does, he reaches again for her pussy, still wet, still hot. Lying on her side, still sucking hard, he takes her hands and places them on herself. Play with it, he says, his first words of the night raspy with sex. She does as he tells her, his eyes never leaving her hands. The more stimulated she makes herself, the quicker she moves her mouth on him, licking, sucking, tasting down the sides and taking his balls in her mouth, she starts groaning in excitement.



The sound has left his ears again, and all at once she stands, I’m sorry, she says, I can’t take it, I want you in me, as she places him in her ass. He is surprised and overcome by the tightness, she is moaning and riding him again in her own rhythm. Harder she starts gyrating back and forth, wrapping her legs around him so that she can pull him in even tighter. The pace quickens again and she moves away only long enough to place him back in her vagina. Again wrapping her legs around him, she licks and kisses his face and neck, moaning she rolls her head and lets her hair fall across her back. He kisses her throat, bites her ear, and this time there is no control. He can’t believe this feeling, as his fingers work her back and his breathing quickens pace. He can’t hold back, and cums as he moans loud and long. Her kisses still sweeping his face. Showering him with all she feels the worshping cermony come to an end & both them knew it was a temperory one and miles to go before their enerigies are drained out compeletly. Feedback time folks as always to seekcompany@gmail.com



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JJ

Company Affairs

Company Affairs:



Welcome to one and all of my dear readers, this is your one and only JJ here to entertain you in the most erotic way. Many a times we have the difficult period in our lives when we have been asked to report to women. I really don't know how each of you will feel in such a circumstance, but believe me I enjoy myself to the core. Shanthi 46 years of age stands tall at 5.9 inches with a divine body that a catholic priest will adore in public. Wine is best when it's aged and matured and so is women, in their early and mid 40's women are virtully in their second innings.

Below is a narration of events where the divine body of Shanthi is being worshiped by her subordinate Srikanth who is fit enough to be her son at 23 years of age. Both of them work in the field of HR for a company called Microland at Bangalore and had come to Chennai to interview candidates they planned to be here on a Friday therefore their inner motives are satisfied, the meeting with the candidates were over by 6 pm agreeing to meet by 8pm at the Pasha club both went back to their respective rooms in The Park.

They had been on the floor at the Pasha Club for almost an hour - both on business trips from the cool cool Bangalore city Shanthi in a long sleeveless cotton midi with a deep cleavege, both of their bodies glistening under the lights on the small crowded dance floor. This joint was well known for party drugs like MDMA (Ecstasy), GHB, Rohypnol, ketamine, methamphetamine, and LSD are some of the club or party drugs.The band was playing old time rock & roll. Srikanth could hardly move for watching her. Beads of sweat traced the outline of her breasts, which were neatly pushed up by a lacy black bra visible at the lip of her low cut dress. Even when Shanthi turned away from him the sway of her ass gave him no relief. Srikanth was getting hotter and hotter, and his cock began to stiffen in his scant cotton pants.


Then, to his horror... a slow song. Shanthi didn't hesitate to move to Srikanth and put her arms around his neck. His hands fell to the small of her back. Her breasts against his chest and the feel of her breath on his neck broke the last of his resistance to arousal and his cock stood rock hard. Thankfully, they weren't touching below, so Srikanth had not been discovered. This temporary safety ended abruptly when Shanthi changed positions and her hip came to rest on his engorged member.

"Oh!" Shanthi softly exclaimed in is ear. "That's nice..."

And instead of backing off which Srikanth had hoped for, Shanthi pulled in tighter and let the motion of her thigh rub his swollen crotch with every sway. Her body was pushing and grinding against his cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through his body. Srikanth let out a spontaneous moan, which was answered by a hot, wet mouth on his ear. Shanthi inched him hopelessly close to a climax and then decided she was now too hot to go on with the dance.

"Let's go.", Shanthi said, leading him off the floor. "My turn."

She led him, weak kneed to the elevator and whisked him up to her room. Shanthi guided him onto his back on the bed and tore at the belt and zipper of his pants. Too weak to do anything but cooperate, Srikanth lifted his butt off the bed as she pulled his pants and underwear off in one motion. His cock was still partially erect, but that wouldn't do for her just now. So, Shanthi began to run her tongue up and down his shaft. She licked his g spot occasionally slipping him into her mouth and running him to the back of her throat. Srikanth's erection quickly returned to full strength, but an orgasm for him was now well off. Now was her chance.


Shanthi removed her dress and black lace panties, the latter of which were soaking wet from the evening's activities so far. Shanthi needed his cock too badly; there would be no more finesse. She straddled Srikanth, raised him up to meet her engorged, and dripping opening, and plunged him in. Shanthi rocked gently but firmly down on him, taking him as deeply as she could with each motion.

At first he watched the show as if it were happening to somebody else. Then, her creamy walls began to do their work on Srikanth and his orgasm began its early stages. He thought he might be able to cum with her.

"Wait!" he moaned. The scent of her pussy, the creamy strokes, and the sight of her were getting him closer and closer. Then, it was too late. Shanthi clamped down on him tightly, her vagina grabbing and releasing in an orgasm that was spectacular to watch. It nearly got him over. He tried pushing while she came, but he only got to the edge.

Now, satisfied, Shanthi rolled off of him, rolled again, and wound up on her stomach on the other side of the bed. Srikanth looked down at himself, dripping wet, rock hard, his head purple and swollen, a drop of pre cum at his opening. He gave himself a little stroke, her juices providing the lubrication. He looked over at her, lying on her stomach, face turned away from him. His eyes traced her form down to her ass...the same ass that had started everything earlier in the evening. He thought about beating off, even to the point of getting the complimentary hand cream off of the night stand and slathering himself with it. But Srikanth couldn't get his eyes off of her ass. And after a couple of strokes with the hand cream, he decided on a better way to satisfy himself.


Srikanth rose and crawled over and straddled Shanthi's legs. She started to speak but he quieted her with 'Shhh...trust me." Without reply Srikanth looked down at her and gently pulled her cheeks apart to reveal the most beautiful little pink ass he'd ever seen. He rose up onto his knees and ran the head of his cock between her soft cheeks.

"Honey?" There was a little concern in Shanthi's voice now. His head reached her opening and he gently prodded his head about half way in. "I'm not sure I'm ready..."

With his head in this position, and keeping his weight on his knees and hands, he stretched out the length of her body and gently, but firmly grabbed her arms so that Shanthi couldn't move.

"Honey, I don't know...." But this time it was too late for her. Her mild protest was met with his loving, but firm grip on her arms and there was no escape for her. His cock, layered with thick hand cream, pierced her and sunk deep inside. He had never felt anything so tight, so satisfying. His head lit on fire, then his shaft. Srikanth had wanted to be gentle, but he could not help pumping harder and harder until his torso was slapping her ass with each stroke. He was a wild animal, taking her in the most brutal way. Taking her against her will for his own gratification.


Then, it hit Srikanth. All at once, a blinding orgasm came from everywhere, his cock, his head, his feet. Nothing had ever been so satisfying. He pumped several times and came to a rest on her back, fully inserted, breathing with all his might.

Then, he released Shanthi's arms, and kissed her on the cheek. He pulled back her hair to reveal a sly smile on her face. As had been the case all night, he had gotten his way, and in the process, she got hers. They both went on to have the longest fucking session which auspiously started this day & the end was never in sight and went a long long way in getting their lusty desires fillfulled. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Oneness

Oneness:
The title above speaks of the quality of being one as opposed to many. Leaving behind age color creed the two individuals become one in search of the ultimate pleasure by way of making love.

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Welcome back dear readers, yet another mature woman fucking saga which happened precisely three years. It was a product launch cocktail party at The Fishermen’s Cove along the ECR at Kovalam. The party was organized on the beach front with beach volleyball etc etc…but who needs all this crap by 1830 hours the bottles were opened. From there on there was no stopping & gender bias, company considers both sex as equal it was proved with women gulping down taking on their counterparts.

As Latha car head a problem she squeezed into the back seat next to me, I saw her for the first time in a different light. She normally wore her long jet black hair in a ponytail but tonight it was straight and hung down almost to her ass. Speaking of her ass, Latha had a pretty decent one for her 46 year old body. It was averge, but looked firm, and would outline a tight pair of pants fairly well. As all of us went straight from office to Fishcove ladies brought their evening dress and refreshed in the office and left straight to the hotel, Latha was wearing a midi with a split on the rear. Her dress came down to her knees, which meant her smooth bare legs were shown off nicely.

However, the most ravishing feature of my older manager was Latha’s chest. Normal work attire may have hinted at her proportions and sometimes even showed a hard nipple, but this cocktail dress displayed the most magnificent cleavage I have ever seen. Her big tits looked like grapefruits, aching to be pushed up completely out of her dress. My eyes traced the valley between those fat globes and I was struggling to look away. Latha also smelled fantastic and it was all I could not to get a hard on as we rode along from Nungambakkam to Kovalam, her leg and body pressed against me in the backseat.




Despite my mere early 30’s, I had been at one or two social work outings with Latha and she definitely liked to unwind and enjoy her beverages. Never married, it was rumored in the office that maybe she preferred a juicy pussy to a fat cock, but I always thought from the way she acted and the things she said that she was not only interested in dick, but desperate to be stuffed and stuffed well.


Well we got there to Kovalam Fish cove, and things got under way, all the staff’s hit the dance floor while the loners like me hung around the table. I noticed Latha at the bar table awaiting drink number who knows, and I decided it was time for a refill myself so I joined her at the liquor counter. We bullshitted for a bit about work, about my ex, and I could tell Latha was definitely feeling no pain at this point. Latha became very touchy feely, hitting my arm or shoulder as she spoke, giggling at my jokes, and blatantly NOT covering up her massive cleavage that was so abundant I heard some of the elderly staff commenting on it.

Latha headed for the bathroom, and as she did so I watched her body from behind, her big ass and hips swaying, and her hair bouncing around. Though I never found her overly attractive at work, I found myself obsessed with her mature sexy body tonight. I went back to my seat and sipped my beer, but seconds later I felt a hand grab my own and drag me out of my chair. Latha was very bubbly and energetic and dragged me onto the dance floor. My eyes were locked onto her huge rack, hoping that her tits would just pop out for me to see, and as I refocused, I could swear Latha saw me staring. She took my hands and placed them on her own waist, something that a manager and employee probably shouldn't be doing, especially in front of coworkers. We danced for a few more minutes until Latha wanted to go out for a cigarette. I went back toward my table as I am not a smoker, but my boss took my hand and led me towards non illuminated of the beach with her.


We went to the side where it was pitch dark where Latha lit up cigarette and we just chatted for a few minutes which was fine with me because we got so sweaty in the dance floor that I wanted to get away from the crowd. We sat on the sand in one of the up end private beach and I watched hesitantly as her dress rode up her legs as she sat. I traced her smooth legs up to her thighs and tried to imagine what was just beyond that thin black material. I scanned the rest of Latha's body, my eyes falling yet again on her set of tits, and I could tell her nipples were rock hard. Before I could even snap out of my daze this time, Latha took my hand and placed it on her knee. Our eyes locked, and I was scared to death as this was a woman 2 levels higher ranking than me. Her hand led mine slowly up her thigh and toward her crotch, at which point I began to grow somewhat confident and I started rubbing her thigh myself, back and forth, loving the feel of her silky smooth skin. I did this for a long while, not sure how far I could take this, until Latha grabbed my hand and shoved it right into her crotch.

My cock which had been slowly rising this whole time, and had been hard most of the night, was now tenting out my pants at my crotch. Latha was not wearing underwear, and my hand was rubbing her wet bush directly. It felt so warm, like there was heat coming out of her cunt, and I slid a finger into her warmth, letting it sit there for a moment as we both exhaled sharply. I started to really get into it, adding a second finger to the mix and fucking in and out of her now slimy pussy. I could feel that she had a good amount of hair on her pussy, which turned me on even more. I was loving the idea of this older woman horny as hell and most likely desperate to be fucked hard by a young guy like me. My fingers were sopping wet as I played around in her snatch, and I almost came right there when Latha pulled out my fingers and sucked them dry right in front of me.

I wanted to just lay my boss down on the beach sand and fuck her until we both passed out but we obviously had to collect ourselves and go back to the party area. We went back, and I expected we would return to our table but Latha had other ideas, she explained I would be sharing a cab with her since we live near each other several miles away. I was more than ok with this and as we headed out I asked her what she had in mind. Latha told me not to worry about it as she boarded a cab, and we somehow managed to remain composed as we waited for the cab. If you looked closely at the two of us, you would see we were practically jumping each other's bones with our eyes. I stared at her giant tits and her hot legs and she eyed my broad shoulders and chest and my bulging crotch. Then the cab came.


I had no idea where we were going but it was Friday night and I didn't much care where we went, especially since our hands roamed each other's bodies and our tongues met for the first time in the backseat of this cab. Latha’s breath smelled fresh like mint gum, and I massaged her tongue with my own and she rubbed my cock through my pants. My hands of course went right to her fat tits, squeezing them through her dress, and playing with her hard nipples. It turns out that 40 minutes later we were back at my office, to which I gave Latha a curious look. She gave me a sexy smile...

Everybody had left for the night but the building remains open all the time as long as you scan your id card. Latha led me down the hall and into her office, where I had never been before, and she closed the door behind her. Before I could hear the click of the door shutting, Latha had sat on her desk with her legs spread open invitingly, and she wiggled her finger for me to approach. Having gotten much more used to my hookup with my boss by now, I took control and held her legs apart as I got to see her hairy cunt for the first time. Her dark bush ran wild, and led almost up to her belly button area. I attributed this to her typical South Indian heritage which turned me on so much.

Even with all the hair I could see how wet and excited she was and I slipped my finger back inside her. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying my actions when I decided I had to taste this sexy older woman's slimy pussy. I knelt down in between her thighs and stuck my tongue out, making sure to barely trace the folds of her pussy lips. Then I moved away and licked her inner thighs one at a time before returning to her waiting cunt. I got in close and started blowing on it, and again barely letting my tongue lick her lips. This was driving Latha nuts, to the point where I could almost sense her yearning, and I chose that moment to bury my face in her cunt. I showed no abandon, lapping at her fur-lined twat, slipping two fingers inside her as I sucked on her clit, and eventually sticking my tongue inside her, tasting her sweet girl cream. Latha's legs were quivering and I could tell she was in heaven.


My thick cock was painfully pressing into my pants, and I undid my belt and unzipped them, at which point Latha took over and slid them down my legs, leaving me in just my underwear. My briefs were ready to burst and there was a small amount of precum that had drooled out onto the front of them. Latha gripped my cock through the underwear, massaging it and playing with my heavy balls until I thought I would explode right then. Latha sensed it too and stopped, standing up from her desk and turning her back to me. She told me to unzip her dress, which I did, watching her dress slip to the floor. Latha stood before me in only a black silky bra and nothing else. I unhooked and removed her bra, and grabbed her large globes from behind and held them in my hands. At 46 years old, they definitely did sag when I let them go but they were still pretty firm. As I played with her titties from behind, my steel hard cock was nestled between Latha's ass cheeks. My precum was oozing out of my cockhead and getting he fat ass all sticky.

The sexual intensity and tension had become so great and neither of us could take it anymore. Latha spun around and laid down on her desk, legs spread wide to show off her bushy cunt. My penis dangled in front of her, almost drawn to her waiting hole. Her eyes told the whole story; she wanted my cock to fill her up NOW! I grabbed her smooth legs and held them apart as I inched forward, my throbbing hard cock twitching as I reached her messy soaked pussy. I stopped just before entering Latha's mature body, once more making her beg for my thick young tool to plow her horny slit.

Latha responded to my tease by literally grabbing my pole and pulling it to her cunt, forcing my cockhead to slip inside of her body. The feeling was electric, as Latha's pussy was tight despite her maturity (she claimed later that she hadn't fucked in a few years). I lunged forward burying the rest of my thick rod into my manager's eager snatch, and left it buried deep as Latha got used to my girth. Her face grimaced with a mixture of pain and pleasure and pure lust, which we both felt at this moment.


As we got into a rhythm I began to really fuck harder and harder into Latha, slamming her sexy body against the desk over and over. Papers went flying, and I think some other stuff crashed to the floor but neither of us cared so I continued to bang Latha in her office, my full heavy balls smacking up against her ass. The sound and smell of our sex was so powerful, and I was seconds away from pumping the biggest load of my life into my manager's 46 year old sopping wet pussy.

I quickened my rhythm so I could give Latha a few more really intense thrusts before I came. Her giant breasts were heaving and sweaty, and I grabbed for them with my hand as I plowed into her. I massaged her tits, one at a time, and that was enough to put me over the edge. I announced I was going to cum, and as I got set to pull out and erupt, Latha put her hand on my ass and pulled me forward, forcing my big cock to stay inside her as I exploded in a huge orgasm. I pumped my dick in Latha's twat, spurting glob after glob of hot, milky cum up into her womb. I watched as my jizz oozed out of her along with her own juices, soaking my cock and her desk and anything else around. As my cum subsided, I kept my slowly softening cock inside of my boss' steaming, hairy pussy as we both smiled at each other and admired our sweat-soaked cum covered naked bodies.

Well, they fucked happily ever after, comments time folks to seekcompany@gmail.com

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JJ

Carnal Carving

A big hello to all my dear readers! This is your one and only JJ back to treat you with hot stuff, it will be hot I promise. The below narration is from pure imagination alone and no real person exists. A small background about the below narration has two lead characters Lavanya aged 46 & still loving it. Second character is Ravi in his early 20’s with all the requirements of a young stud Lavanya knew how to pick and choose her sex toys. A well experienced women who flames of lust refuses to die, this is not the first time she was picking her sex toy.

Lavanya was traveling in her Innova when she saw him; he was young, in his early twenties perhaps and obviously from a poor family. Who was aimlessly loitering on one of the by lanes of CP Ramasamy Road Chennai, his head was still held high and proud - which of course meant that he wasn't doing very well - and he did have quite a lot of muscle on him. Admiring his form and the splendid features of his face, Lavanya had to admit that she was in a rather unusual position with her husband dead the past 15 years; at age 46 and a widow she had her money as well as her pick of men.


Not at all bad looking, the vestiges of her young beauty were obvious in the graceful lines of Lavanya’s face and the plump curves of her body. Of course her breasts sagged more than they had at a young age, and she was getting lines around her eyes and the corners of her mouth... but Lavanya was still an attractive older woman. She was also a very sexually active older woman with a hungry taste for the prowess and stamina of younger men, particularly strongly built younger men.

Lavanya’s latest young man, having just reached the age of 25, had been released with a pouch full of money and many good wishes from his former patron. Lavanya was quite sure that he'd do well for himself, and after the past 4 years of good service they'd finally tired of each other. Well, she'd tired of him anyway, Lavanya wasn't sure whether or not he'd tired of her, but it didn't matter anyway. It was really her desire for variety that directed the whole event.

"Stop!" Lavanya ordered her driver, turning to lean out the window with a gracious smile on her face, the curves of her bosom very visible as she spoke to the young man, "Hello there, my name is Lavanya."

"Ravi," said the young man, looking somewhat confused. He had no idea why this elegant & luxurious with its attractive - if older - occupant had stopped.

"How would you like to come and work in my household?" Lavanya asked, smiling genially.

"Excuse me?" the young man asked, looking extremely flabbergasted. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before... certainly no lady of any standing had even stopped to ask him for more than directions, much less give him a job offer.


"Come on in," Lavanya said, opening the door, "We'll ride to Porur and discuss details, if they're acceptable you can come home with me, if not then we'll drop you right back off here."

Her smile was kind and inviting... and was there something seductive in it? At any rate, Ravi couldn't see what harm he might come to alone in a car with an older lady. If the car even started the leave the Spencer’s Tower he would definitely be able to overpower her long enough to jump out. Before her car driver could train his ears & over hear Lavanya’s conversation with the new sex toy a push of the button ensured the glass separated the driver’s compartment from where this sexy Goddess found privacy.

"Hello Ravi," she said as he settled himself, her eyes wandering over the muscles that were just barely visible under his clothes, "So how old are you?"

"Twenty-two," he said quietly, looking at the luxurious interior of the car.

Lavanya smiled, brazenly she outlined exactly what she needed a young man for. Ravi felt quite faint... and rather unsure of himself. He had fooled around females his own age and station of course, even tumbled one or two of the maids he was living with his parents, but he had never been propositioned by someone like Lavanya. However his nervousness though, she was offering him new clothes, a place to live, pocket money, food... everything a young man in his position could possibly need. While he'd never considered fooling around with an older woman, could it really be that bad? Some of the men that he'd talked to in his friends circle had said that older was better, more experienced and willing to do different acts that some of the younger girls thought they were above.

The promise that he would be taken care of, not only while he was with her but afterwards too, was too much to pass up.

"Good," Lavanya said smiling, Ravi gulped as she began to undo the laces at the top of her dress, pale breasts spilling out, topped with rosy nipples. "Now come over here," she purred.


Ravi knelt in front of her, although some of the blue veins were visible in her breasts, they were still round and plump, the hard nipples enticing. Leaning forward he began to mouth one of the nipples as she moaned; his efforts became more vigorous and Ravi reached up with one hand to begin caressing her other breast. Lavanya encouraged this with more moans, running her hands over his hair. Deftly she began probing in his pants, reaching in to feel the length and breadth of her newest young man... Lavanya moaned as she could barely fit her hand around his width. Although not the longest young man she'd ever had, he was probably one of the widest...

Smiling languidly Lavanya began to stroke his member as he groaned and suckled at her breasts. The car was leaving the city and heading back to her Porur banglow, the bumpy road by the unfinished Kathipara junction creating a vibrating pleasure for her. Pressing Ravi away from her breasts, Lavanya lifted up her cotton sari - she was wearing petticoats, but nothing else beneath them.

"Have you ever used your mouth on a woman?" Lavanya asked, her legs spreading before him. Ravi's eyes were locked onto her creamy thighs and the pink pussy that was peeking out between them.

"A couple times," Ravi said, "but not very often."

"Well, you'll get plenty of practice with me," Lavanya informed him, pulling his shirt to bring him down between her thighs. Lavanya moaned as his lips crept up her leg and to her pussy, his tongue making soft circles on her flesh before it delved into the rich nectar that was collecting at her center.

It was hot beneath her skirt, but Ravi was also turned on by the fact that she was having him perform such a deviant behavior as they rode down the road. Licking at Lavanya’s wet slit, his nose was filled with the scent of her musk, Ravi started to lick harder, nibbling on her pussy lips and sucking them into his mouth. Lavanya moaned and humped at his questing mouth, feeling his tongue pressing against her hole. Letting go of her skirts she began to caress her own breasts, playing with her nipples and tugging on the rosy buds. Pleasure spurted through from her nipples to her pussy where Ravi was insistently licking... oh how she'd missed having a young man, even though she'd only been without for a week.


Ravi’s teeth closed over her clit and Lavanya cried out her passion, her fingers pinching down hard on her nipples as she came. Ravi lapped at her juices as Lavanya writhed with orgasm on the seat in front of him, her face flushed with ecstacy.

Ravi's face was flushed too when he came out from under her petticoat, the heat beneath there and his own arousal causing his face to redden. Lavanya smiled at him seductively, her voice was husky as she said, "Lie down..."

The car was big enough that Ravi was able to lie on the seat which adjusted to make a flat bed, and as he marveled at the comfort of the seat surface beneath him, Ravi realized that she must have had it specially made. The evident lengths to which the Lavanya went to for her pleasures both astounded and excited him, Lavanya was so much more demanding and controlling than any other woman he'd ever been with. Looking at her Ravi saw in her face both lust and experience... so she ordered, Ravi was starting to find that more exciting than anything else. Already Lavanya was introducing him to new wonders and pleasures, Lavanya pussy sliding down his shaft as the car bumped and rolled along.

The motion of their ride only increased the erotic quality as Lavanya began riding him steadily... both of them were still fully clothed - and Ravi realized that it only made sense to be since they'd be at her bungalow eventually. Lavanya moaned happily as his thickness split open her pussy, her muscles clamping down on him in an experienced massage. Ravi gasped as her pussy convulsed and rippled, doing things to his dick that he'd never felt before... Lavanya rubbed against his crotch, making his balls ache.


Her breasts were still out in the open, bobbling outside of her dress as she went up and down on him, her face ecstatic. Reaching backwards, Lavanya managed to get her hands under the many layers of sari to his balls, squeezing them and tugging them gently away from his body as she ground down on his shaft. Ravi moaned and his hands went to her waist, holding her down against him... both the view and the sensations were fantastic. Lavanya seemed to know exactly where to touch him - and how - in order to elicit the most exciting responses.

The car began to bump and vibrate continuously and Ravi realized that they were on a stone road or unfinished road like many available throughout the Chennai city.

"We're almost home!" Lavanya gasped, her face ecstatic with the erratic thrusts and vibrations that the car caused. Ravi realized that the smooth road was hers, and Ravi wondered if she had put it in just for this reason... but he didn't have to much time to wonder as Lavanya’s efforts on top of him increased and his gripped her waist even harder.

Riding him fast and hard, Lavanya plunged his dick in and out of her body, joyously crying out as she shivered on top of him. Although Ravi wanted to hold out, the intense feelings of her hand squeezing and tugging on his balls while she buried his dick in her elastic and convulsing pussy was too much. Ravi came, just before she did, groaning as his seed shot up into her body; her pussy clamped down on him as he did so, her entire body tightening above him. Throwing her head back Lavanya screamed her erotic pleasure, her crotch rubbing tightly against his and stimulating her pussy so that her orgasm continued.

Gasping, Ravi's dick was trapped in her orgasmic pussy and the sensations of his orgasm continued even though he didn't have any more cum left to send into her. Instead he was left thrashing beneath Lavanya as his dick continued to be massaged and squeezed, giving him the sensation of an unending orgasm that went on for as long as hers did. When Lavanya finally relaxed on top of him, Ravi gasped with both relief and disappointment.


A moment later the car rolled to a stop.

Lavanya smiled, "We're here," she began straightening up her sari over her bosom as she pulled herself off of him, "Make yourself presentable - although it's not as if the others won't know what we've been doing." her laugh was light and merry.

Ravi hastily buttoned up, covering his sticky groin that was coated in both of their juices. He followed her out and looked at the large and elegant house in front of him, and the surprisingly erotic and sensual woman that was walking towards it.

For a chance at a new life, Ravi didn't think he could have picked a better route. This was just the start with the new partner & both knew this was just starter and the main course followed by the dessert will lead to early hours of tomorrow. Blessed be Ravi for what he just inherited in life was a once in a life time jackpot. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Celestial 3Some

Warning: 2F +1Male with a tinge of incest, I warn those versed to this story line leave without going any further.


Hi, dear readers your one and only JJ back to entertain you through the weekend. Well all of us were a witness to the solar eclipse of yesterday described the most longest one of the century & none of us will be alive to witness the next such event in the future after 105 years. The inspiration to write this submission was drawn from this spectacular event but let me remind you the whole narration below is based upon pure imagination and pure imagination alone thus we go…
I waited outside the door waiting for her to open the door. Soon I heard footsteps and the door opened. It was her mother Ragani. For a moment I was awestruck. This was the first time I had seen Shilpa’s mother and she was beautiful. Ragani must have been around 45 but she had a very firm pair of breast. I could see that she was not wearing a bra or anything. So her tits inside her night dress (A cotton shirt & pant) were just bouncing around when she walked. I could even see her nipples. Suddenly I had an urge to touch them, but I contained myself and asked if her daughter Ragani was there. And got an affirmative. Her mother asked me to follow her to the sitting room. There she pointed towards a sofa and asked me to sit down while she called Ragani down. The mother, as I will call her the whole story, went up. I sat down, waiting for her daughter Ragani to come down.

This was the first time I had gone to her house. In fact it had only been a few days since she and I had become friends or more than a friend and less than a lover. She had been new to Music College and Ragani made me her first friend. We had got very close in the few days but still I had not mentioned anything about sex or anything. I wanted to do that but still hadn’t got the guts to do that. Yesterday Ragani had asked me to come over to her place. So here I was. Just then she came down from her room. She was looking just as beautiful as ever.


She was about 5 foot 6 inches, with a very athletic body. She had even made into most of the sports in the school where studied. She had large sexy eyes, silky black hair, and very fair skin. Her breasts, although nowhere near as beautiful and large as her mothers, were still very sexy and firm. And oh did I forget to mention that she was a year junior to me. I was in final year and she was in first.

Ragani came down and sat down beside me and to my surprise and delight her mother Shilpa came sat there to. We made small talks for a while, in which I just could not take my eyes of those tits. Then Shilpa went to fetch something to eat and drink. When she came back she came forward and offered me a few things. I took them. Then standing there she bent over so as to reach and offer the things to Ragani. In doing so her breasts were mere inches away from me. I suddenly felt an erection grow. Not only could she have gone around and offered her the stuff but also she kept herself in that position for a little longer than necessary. May be Shilpa had seen me watching her breast and was just as turned on as I was. Well anyway this gave me some encouragement.

When Shilpa went back and sat on her seat she surprised me by saying I see you like my breast. I was really taken aback and did not answer. She looked a little disappointed and I felt that she was rather embarrassed to have asked such a question and then turned down by me. Well this was enough. I could take it no longer and told her that I loved her tits. I asked her the size of her tits. It was 38. I could tell that Shilpa was very horny. Then suddenly she again surprised me even more by asking if I wanted to see them. Well, let’s just say I was not expecting the conversation to go that way on our first meeting, but to my delight it was. I decided to avail the opportunity, so I quickly said yes.


Just then I noticed that in our conversation we had forgotten about the third person mother’s daughter, or my friend Ragani. Well she seemed very interested in our conversation. Then to my own surprise I said ‘you know I would love to see you both naked.’ I could tell that they were expecting because no one showed any surprise. ‘Then let’s go on with it’ mother Shilpa said and started taking off her shirt. My friend Ragani also started doing the same. When the mother’s Shilpa shirt came off I could see the breast, as she was not wearing anything underneath, as I had guessed when I had seeing her first. But at that time I had made a few mistakes - they were not big they were huge. They were not beautiful they were gorgeous. When the shirt of my friend Ragani came off I could see that she was wearing a bra. But I could see that I had also underestimated her tits. They were pretty good as well.

Ragani was about to take off her bra when I stepped forward and did so for her. Her tits also fell into my cupped hands. I saw that mother Shilpa was offering me her’s so I went forward and took them in to my hands and gave them a few squeezes before I put one in my mouth and started sucking in them. Mother started to moan. Encouraged I use a bit more force and got an even better response. Just then I saw that my friend Ragani was twisting and turning her own breasts and moaning. One of her hand also went into her skirt she was wearing, at the same time as my hand went into mother’s bottom and in to her panties. But she stopped me. I was rather discouraged. However, Shilpa said if you want that then I think it will be better to do it my room.

So we went to her room. There we all took of our clothes. Mother Shilpa had a black bush of hair in her pussy so little could be seen beyond that. While Ragani, had a clean pussy. But they both looked very beautiful naked. They seemed just as interested in my 7 inches dick.

Without think, and as if we knew what to do, mother Shilpa just laid down on the bed and opened her legs. I went forward and put my mouth on her pussy and started eating it. This was my first time but I could tell, from the moaning that I was doing a good job. Just then I felt something wet on my cock. I realized that my friend was sucking me. I started moaning in the mother’s pussy and still licking it.

The room was filled with moans. Could tell mother Shilpa was having the time of her life, and my friend just could not have enough of it. I felt an orgasm building in the pit of my stomach. Shilpa must have felt the same because she was pushing her pussy violently in my mouth such that I was having trouble breathing and if I would stop to breath she would start cursing me ‘you idiot cunt lapper you don’t stop’ then suddenly a yell from behind on to my dick told me my friend Ragani had been doing herself and had one of the best orgasms ever. Hearing it I could hold on no longer and I threw loads of my cum into her mouth. Being am armature Ragani had trouble keeping it all in her mouth and spilled out few drops. But I was too busy to notice that as the mother’s juices were filling my mouth. Shilpa was coming so hard that she was yelling at the top her voice. Soon we were all done.


Then I went and kissed Ragani a long deep kiss. Tasting my own taste in her mouth and lick the leftovers. She tasted good. Just then Shilpa came over and practically pulled me off her daughter and put her own mouth to my cock. Then we sat down, and decided about the next position. But without thinking I got up went over to Ragani kissed her then started entering her. She was very tight. I could tell that nothing more then fingers had gone in which was surprising. So slowly I entered in to Ragani. She was screaming with pain but soon her yells died down as the pain was replaced by pleasure. When I had gone into her we flipped over so she was on top of me. Then she slowly started moving up and down on my shaft. At first moving was difficult as Ragani was in pain but soon her pussy got used to it and the speed increased. Soon we were both lost in our own world. And her tight pussy was gripping my dick as if she just could not get enough. As Ragani was about to cum she got out of me. I was surprised but then saw that her mother Shilpa had pulled her off. But before I could say anything the Shilpa was on me.

I entered her very easily but her pussy was just a gripping as her daughter’s. I could tell that the orgasm had already awakened in her as she was doing herself when Ragani and me had been fucking. And soon her pussy gripped on to my cock and then she was drenched my already wet dick with fresh juices. I could hold no longer and I shot my juice in her yelling. My Ragani yelled & joined us as she once again had orgasm by herself but when I looked at her I saw that this time Ragani had a Rexona body deodorant bottle in her.

Well then I also made love with Ragani while she ate her mother. After that we started getting ready. When we came back into the living room I dawned on me what I had just done, and I felt like jumping with joy. I had lost my virginity, to one of the most beautiful mother and daughter possible. I told them so and my friend Ragani told me this was her first time as well.

‘So when can I come next time?’ I asked I left their house.

‘Any time you like, any time u like’ was the reply from Shilpa on hearing so I started running towards my house with joy.

I was unable to control myself anymore before long I felt a chill between my legs. With fear I felt with my hand the sticky lotion was nothing but my own juice which had erupted due to the 3some dream that I had just while I was sleeping in my bed. With guilt I got up and cleaned the mess before my wife or daughter could come to know.

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JJ