Sandhya and Rohit - Part 2

This story follows along from part 1. Please read that first at https://seductionandpassion.blogspot.com/2016/12/sandhya-and-rohit-part-1.html

Rohit stood stunned at the heavenly vision at the door. God, she looked lovely. Her hair loose and unkept, her robe draped over her body and some perfume that was as powerful an aphrodesiac. She had a lovely smile plastered on her face; but she was always bubbly and smiling; that's one of the main reason he liked her. "Hi, Rohit..I'm kinda bored in my room, you wanna just hang out and watch some TV in the room". A stunned Rohit, could not say anything as his throat was suddenly parched and mouth agape. "Well..can I? if you're busy or want to be alone I can go back" and she started to turn as if to head back to her room across the hallway. "No, come on in...I was just surprised to see you", he says. "Well I thought after the fun day we had, you would be thinking just about me", she sweetly teased. She sashayed her way into the room and sat at the edge of the bed and picked up the remote.

He was really nervous..dang..this heavenly vision..this object of his recent fantasies..in his room. He didn't want to be rude by doing the wrong thing and ruining any chance he had...he was so nervous. He picked up a bottle of water on the table and started gulping it down. Sandhya was lazily flipping through the TV channels but enjoying his nervousness out of the corner of her eye. When he was done, he backed into the sofa chair in the corner of the room. Sandhya turned off the TV in disgust saying "There's nothing on TV when you watch something". She leaned backwards on her elbow on the bed, with her legs dangling off the edge. As she moved up the bed a tad, her robe rode up exposing a bit of thigh.

Rohit was mesmerized by what he was seeing..her slippers dangling off her toes; the red pained toenails in sharp contract to her skin. The smooth skin of her calves..the hem of her robe; he moved his head trying to see if he could get a peek at the treasures that lay beneath. He realized that the room was quiet and looked up to see Sandhya smiling at him. An embarrassed Rohit mumbled a quick apology.

Sandhya knew it was time..Manish must be so turned on listening to them. She stood up and walked slowly towards Rohit's chair. She stood a few feet in front of him and said "If you want to look, all you had to do is ask..Do you want to see more?" Rohit couldn't get a word out of his mouth..all he could do is nod meekly. She smiled at this reaction, but then said "Rohit, I need you to actually ask me....what kind of woman do you think I am?' Rohit, then softly asked "Can you show more?".."Louder..I can't hear you".."Ahem..Can you please show me more". Sandhya smiled and undid the sash on the robe..she turned around and looked at him over her shoulders while wiggling the robe off her shoulders as it first fell, caught on the hem of her ample rear end and then continued on it way down till it puddled on the floor.

Rohit made an audible gasp. He has never seen anything so exqusite. She was wearing a light purple lingerie set with a thong and bra..Her ass was magnificent..She turned around slowly and he was greeted with a more wonderful vision; Her breasts held on by the bra, spilling over and showing a wonderful cleavage. His cock was not at full mast and she could see the reaction in his shorts..she smiled. "So..you like what you see?" .

Rohit suddenly jumped out of the chair..It was as if shot him with adrenaline and his animal instincts took over. He went to Sandhya and cupped her face and gave her a strong kiss. Sandhya was surprised an a bit taken aback by his sudden eagerness..the kitten turning into a a lion."This might be fun" she thought. He was forcefully mashing his lips on her and sticking his tongue in her mouth. He was all over the place..moving the tongue in and out in the throes of passion. What he lacked in technique he made up in enthusiasm.

Sandhya, remembered Manish on the phone and wanted to give him a play-by-play. She stopped the kissing and said,"Wow, Rohit..what came over you..that was a fantastic kiss". "I'm going to fuck you..." he said. He steps back and quickly removes his t shirt and shorts..His cock stand up proud and erect..She can see a bit of precum hanging off the end of it..It was bobbing up and down with his heartbeat in a mesmerizing fashion. "Wow you have a lovely cock, Rohit..Can't want to to get it inside me"

It was like a switch had turned on inside him, he said nothing more but went to her and roughly undid her bra..he tried to rip her panties off, but they wouldn't rip like he see in the porno movies. He quickly pushed them off. When he didn't think he could get surprised anymore, he was..she was shaven..smooth like a baby's bottom. He licked his lip and went muff diving.

He really had no technique...just a lot of slobbering but his long tongues was stimulating her clit. Maybe it was the taboo nature of it, but Sandhya was in heaven. She held on to his thick hair and guided him to the right spot. After a while, he started getting the hang of it and they both started to relax. She continued her commentary for Manish's benefit "Ohhh, baby, lick my right there..ahh..you are so better than my husband" Her dirty talk got him more riled up.

He stood up and carried her to the bed and dropped her down without a word. She looked into his eyes and what she saw surprised him. He didn't have his normal innocent look; he was a man possessed. She started to ge a little worried..this started off as teasing and it went more as she thought she was in charge and getting this FOB (Fresh-Off-Boat) wrapped around her finger to do what she wants..but this is turning out differently.

Without any real warning or even asking for permission, he held his cock and pushed it into her pussy. She gasped in surprise at the suddenness. Before she could say anything, he started vigorously pumping in and out of her..Boy he was fast. He was like an V-12 engine pumping in and out at high speed. She had never felt anything like that before. She could see the strain on his face as he was going in and out and started to feel the stirrings of an orgasms..it slowly peaked until she moaned loudly..one of those toe curling experiences and the best feeling she could describe. The orgasm washed over her in waves and kept going and going. Rohit lay panting on top of her, his lips nuzzling her ear.

She then remembered that Manish was probably still listening in and she said to Rohit "Wow, that was the best fuck I've ever had. You are so better than my husband. I'm not giving you up" and she pulled him down for a kiss and reached over to fondle his cock and surprise, it was starting to get hard again. She looked forward to enjoying round 2 and more of this. It comes to show you that not everything is as it seems; good lovers come in so many packages.

Jay and Anjali: Worshipping feet

JJ Comments: This story is based on what Anjali said she loves to do; and I'm happy to oblige

You are lying on the bed, naked as the day you were born. Your arms are splayed above you and you have one leg bent at the knees in a slightly shy pose. I don't know why you look shy; you're the one who asked me to come in and help you while your hubby was away. You have a slight smile on your gorgeous face and I can make out the sparkle in your lovely brown eyes from the soft light in the bedroom.

"Anjali, what does your heart desire today..." I ask formally. She is in deep thought as if she is struggling with saying what she wants versus what she should accept as tame. I let the seconds pass in silence as she makes up her mind. "Jay, darling, I want you to..umm..suck my toes" she whispers quietly. I had a feeling that this might be what she was looking for. You see, as I've gotten to know my girlfriend, I found out she has a bit of  foot fetish..and as the dutiful lover that I am, I'm keen to make it happen for her.

Anjali loves foreplay and being kissed, touched, licked, feathered. The look she has as her eyes are closed, eyelids fluttering, lips apart and her tongue reaching out as she enjoys the sensations I've given her is indescribable. We've been together a few times and I know her signals and seeing that play out is such a turn on.

I'm standing at the foot of her bed, naked. My erection standing proudly up as I look into my lover's eyes; God, she is amazing. I slowly climb on to the bed and pick up one of her feet. I lightly rake the sole of her feet with my fingertips; she giggles from the ticklish feeling. I continue that over the top and into her ankles and part of the calf. I go back and forth; some with nails some with just feather touches with my fingers. I can see her reaction; her eyes are closed and her fingers are pinching her erect nipple. Her other leg is splayed wide and I can see her pussy is dripping..I lick my lips; I can't wait for my dessert.

I pick up that foot and slowly start blowing lightly between her toes and the sole of her feet. I alternate the sensation by mixing in some hot breath. I can tell what she likes despite not exchanging a word between us. I slowly lower my mouth over her big toe; I cover it with my mouth then close it as I engulf it completely. I'm moving my head back and forth while my tongues is moving in a different direction. I'm moving my head around as I suck it gently. I let that toe go with an audible pop; causing Anjali to let go a sigh of disappointment.

"I'm not done, baby" I reassure here. I repeat it for each of the others toes; taking my time. Giving each one its own attention. Her forth toe is different; she has a toe ring. I decide to do something different and with only my tongue, lips and mouth, pull the ring off her. It lies on my tongue and I show it to her. She smiles and says "Hey, I want it back". I make a pout face but go back and slowly put it back on that toe and keep licking.

I look back at her body from down below and she is still mumbling something under her breath, massaging her breasts and nipple and dripping like a faucet at her pussy. I keep at it and I can get the sense of an impending orgasm. Wow, that would be be amazing; I double down my efforts and make no pretense of wanting to get her off. I stop the light feathering motions and go full on "suck mode"; she is pistoning each toe into my mouth as she tries to get herself off. Finally, she explodes in a massive orgasm; loudly. She moans my name "Jay...." as the climax rolls through her like a thunder on a rainstorm night. She take a few minutes to recover; her eyes closed the entire time, but a slight smile plastered on her satisfied face.

The night is still young. I'm planning on rocking her world a few more time. I'll tell you that another time

Sandhya and Rohit - Part 1

Sandhya was conflicted as she walked around the Seattle Center district with her colleague Rohit. They had flown up from the Bay area to visit some clients and decided to take a stroll around the area after dinner. It was a gorgeous evening and the sun was just about to set; the whole sky had a nice pinkish hue to it. The meetings had gone really well and they were relaxed after having solved the main issues they came for. Sandhya and Rohit had been working together for a year or so. What had Sandhya so uneasy was that she had an unexplained urge to jump his bones.
Sandhya was a very hot 30-something married woman. Her husband and her had a fun life, but they had recently begun to fantasize about her taking on a lover. It had started as some simple role play, but her husband,  Manish, got more and more turned on as they started fantasizing about her being with someone else while he looked on helpless. This is turn started to get Sandhya all riled up.By her nature, Sandhya was a tease and a flirt and had such fantasies of cuckolding her husband but had suppressed them as a dutiful wife should. But now she was ready to open up and enjoy it to the fullest and she had just the guy to pounce on...Rohit.

Rohit was new to the company and the country having come from India with his wife of a few years for an assignment. They got settled into the bay area, but were generally an FOB (Fresh-Off-Boat); everything was traditional including his appearance and mannerism. For some reason that turned her on..the thought of corrupting that innocent guy and teaching him the ways of the world really got her juices going. She hatched a plan to seduce him and learn more about him.

She started off innocently enough; she exposed her bra strap on her shoulder at work or she would wear blouses that was a little sheer and exposed a little bit of her lingerie. Other times she wore loose blouses and would purposefully spend time picking up papers off the table after meetings, all the while Rohit is on the opposite side staring down her blouse at her gorgeous breasts peeking above her lacy lingerie. She also found ways to bend and pick up stuff off the floor and he got a look at her gorgeous ass with a hint of her whale tail. She knew he was going home and jacking off thinking about her and she did the same at home with her husband. 

On this trip to Seattle, she resolved to getting the job done. She was trying to slowly seduce him but at the same time nervous about it; it was one thing to talk and fantasize about it, it was another to make it happen. She turned to Rohit and asked him "So tell me, Rohit, how are you and your wife doing? Is she adjusting to life in the US?" Rohit sighed and replied that "She is fine; she is still very traditional and isn't being more open like its ok in this country. Our bedroom life is a little slow" he absent-mindedly said, still distracted from watching Sandhya swing her hips ahead of him when she went to toss some trash. He immediately realized what he said and apologized " I'm so sorry, Sandhya. That was wrong for me to say. Sincerest apologies..." Sandhya was quick to seize on this opportunity and said " That's fine..I'm married too and I know how it goes. Tell me more about why you feel that way". Rohit went on to describe some elements of the intimate relationship, never getting graphic. Sandhya could sense her opportunity and her pussy started flooding her thong. She would occasionally lightly touch him when they were in a crowd and people were jostling around; they both felt the electricity.

They continued a bit more of the conversation at the hotel bar and the topic got a bit more risque; he was still very naive and she was parceling out advice on how to seduce his wife more. After a while, they were both very tipsy and she whispered "Rohit, lets go upstairs..". He didn't think much of it as their rooms were close to each other. In the elevator there was an uncomfortable silence; Sandhya wanting to see if he would make a move. She knew she had to take things into her own hands. When they got to her room, she pulled out her room key and said good night to Rohit and they both had a lingering goodbye; he couldn't get the nerve to take it further.

In the room, Sandhya fished her phone out and called her husband and asked him if he really wanted her to seduce Rohit..Manish was turned on and said "Yes..please..more than anything" She cautioned him that there was no turning back and he said that his only regret is he wished he was there. Sandhya had an idea and said, "I'm going to his room and I will keep my phone on..Listen in on us". Manish was excited.

Sandhya, freshened up, making sure to dress in a sexy lingerie accented by her favorite Laura Biagiotti perfume. She grabbed a robe from the door and stuck her phone in her pocket; Manish still listening in. She walked out the door and walked to his and took a deep breath and knocked. He opened the door slightly and was surprised she was there.

End of Part 1..What do you want to see in Part 2? Let me know in the comments

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Asmitaa's adventure with her boss Amit

Asmitaa was horny..She was excited about what was going to happen tonight.  She was going to fuck her boss

Let me give you some background. Vishal is in his 30s working for an IT company the US. Asmitaa and Vishal have ben married for a few years and she works in IT as well. Asmitaa is a complete hotty; she has a tremendous body..fair, exquisite breasts, a wonderful stomach with a deep and plugging navel as well as an exquisite ass. She has a delectable pussy and keeps it shaven clean; just as he liked it. Vishal could spend his entire life between her legs licking up the nectar of eternal life that flows out of her pussy. Asmitaa is horny all the time and they have a great sex life

They love to role play and fantasize about others; their friends and people they know occupying the stage front and center. One day during his probing she confessed that she had a thing for her boss, Amit. They fucked hard that night, her moaning “Amit..fuck me hard” and Vishal trying to pump into her calling her “my slut”. After this she would come home and tell Vishal small things about what she noticed about Amit and they would fuck hard. Vishal and Asmitaa knew they had to find a way to get him into their bed.

For Christmas, Asmitaa’s company threw a holiday party for the entire site. Asmitaa was waiting for Vishal at home. It was about 7 PM and she had come early to get ready for the party. Just as she was about to call Vishal on his cell, the door bell rang. She went and opened the door to admit him.

"I was just going to call you. Where have you been?" Asmitaa said as she closed the door behind him.

"I am sorry honey. I got stuck up in the traffic. When did you get home?" Vishal asked.

"You need to get ready, now, I need to take a shower myself", Asmitaa reminded him

"What are you going to wear?" Vishal also removed another towel from wardrobe.

"I am wearing a sari." She replied with a thin sly smile and then went in the bathroom and closed the door.

Vishal went in the second bathroom and showered quickly and came back into the bed room.  Just as he started to dress, Asmitaa came out from the master bathroom. She was wearing just a towel covering her upper body. Another towel was wrapped around her hair. 

Asmitaa moved towards her dressing table and sat on a chair in front of it. It contained a full length mirror. She opened the drawer and pulled out a dryer. Then she plugged it in the socket and started drying her hair. She had lovely jet black and shoulder length hair.  The dryer was buzzing lightly as she moved her hands through her hair and dried it.

When she had finished with hair, she started applying some moisturizer on her body. She applied it
on her hands and face. After applying some powder on her body she sprayed deodorant under arms.

"Why don't you go outside and wait for me? You are ready." Asmitaa said

"Why? Since when did you start getting shy of me?" 

"I am not shy of you, honey. But I do want to see your reaction when I'm all made up". She opened the door and then pulled out a yellow colored set of bra and panties. She put them on the bed and then removed a black chiffon sari and its matching sleeveless blouse from the cupboard.

"Now..out...." She went to the door and pushed him lightly. He also left laughing. She closed the door and again went to the bed. She removed the towel from her body and was completely naked. She looked at her body in the mirror and smiled at herself. She knew she was exceedingly beautiful.  Her breasts were full and round. Her bra size was 36 C.

She put on her panties and then put on a very light petticoat over it. Once this done, she put on the blouse and buttoned it. She then sprayed perfume on her cleavage and then wrapped the sari around her body. Finally she made up her hair and put on some light makeup and chose a bright red lipstick. She took her purse and slung it around her left shoulder and went down the stairs. Vishal was sitting on the sofa.

Vishal was amazed at his wife..he knew they were going to try to seduce Amit tonight..He was horny and sported an erection; even before he left the house thinking of how the night might end. She put on a high heeled shoe. She liked high heeled shoes as it accentuated her ass perfectly.

Asmitaa looked at Vishal’s crotch and she noticed a small rise in his cock. She teased him to better get that taken care of he was going to embarrass them at the party.The took their car to the Hotel nearby where the party was held. They signed in and walked in to the ballroom..It was fairly crowded; everyone nicely dressed up. Most of the guys were sporting nice tents in their pants watching all three female colleagues or wives of their colleagues in their best ensemble. Vishal grabbed them both a vodka tonic and they started going around mingling with others; all the while keeping an eye out for Amit.

After a while, Vishal spotted Amit walking in. He gently nudged Asmitaa and nodded his head towards the door. She turned around and looked inches direction nd immediately felt a flooding of her panties. She thought about how that night would end with his cock inside her and mumbled an absent-minded “Ummmm”. Amit was dressed in nice sharp black suit with a light blue shirt and brown tie. He has on a nice pair of shoes. 

They both slowly disengaged from their conversation and made their way to him..He was just standing to the side observing the scene in front of him, when he saw Asmitaa and Vishal saunter their way to him. He could not take his eyes off her. She walked towards him with a nice swing of her hips; she made sure to accentuate it as much as she could. She knew she had him wrapped around her finger, She gave him  nice wide smile; her beautiful teeth and her gorgeous eyes looking at him. When they got close she said “Sir, you all alone tonight?” “Yes, unfortunately, my wife took our baby back home to see her parents for a couple of months, so its just me now”. She then gave him a sultry smile and said,” well, we'll keep you company and make sure you enjoy yourself and aren’t lonely”. “Isn’t that nice of you”, he replied.

Vishal fetched a drink for Amit and during the time he was gone, Asmitaa leaned into him near his ear (as if she wanted to say something above the noise) and whispered “You look very nice tonight, sir”. He gulped at her statement and muttered a “thank you..you look very nice too”. She smiled back widely “Thank you..I knew tonight was going to be special so I dressed up all nicely”. Vishal then returned with the drink and she stepped back..Amit had a nervousness to him thinking Vishal had caught him in a compromising position with his wife.. Asmitaa being the expert cock tease she is knew she needed to get some alone time with Amit to really seduce him, so she whispered in Vishal’s ear “Let me be alone with him for a bit, why don’t you go enjoy yourself for some time”. He nodded and proceeded to another part of the room where he could observe her while having a discussion with some of her colleagues that he knew.

Asmitaa whispered to Amit “Lets have a seat and chat” and she turned around and sashayed over to a nearby chair making sure to swing her hips for Amit’s benefit. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. he had fantasized for so long of what it would be like to have her. When his wife was pregnant he was without sex for a almost  year and was incredibly horny all the time. He spent every evening jacking off to many of his employees, but top of the list was the incredible Asmitaa. They sat down and she proceeded to chit chat with him, but focused on what he did with wife gone, why he was’t partying more, She would lean forward a bit so that he could see her cleavage more cleanly. At one point, he was intently gazing on her breasts and Asmitaa whispered “Like what you see?” and had a sultry smile..Amit jerked up and realize he had been caught and quickly tried to get up out of his chair with embarrassment. Asmitaa quickly grabbed his hand an pulled him back down and said “Its ok, I like you looking”. She then followed up “Do you want to know a secret?” “Ya” “I dressed this way tonight just for you”, she then placed her hand in his mid-thigh and gave it a squeeze. Amit gulped and reached for his drink. “Do I turn you on, sir?” He meekly nodded yes. “Good..you poor baby could use some company. Want to come home with us?” Amit nodded yes, before asking “what about Vishal?”. Asmitaa gave a nice sultry smile and said “don’t worry about him, he does what I tell him to do. Meet us at our place in 20 mins. here’s the address”. She then got up and went to find Vishal. He was standing in a corner sipping on this drink when she walked over. She said “lets go” and took his hand and walked out

Vishal dutifully obeyed and when they got to the car, she leaned him against the door and gave him a deep kiss and muttered “He’s going to follow us home. You ready to have your wife fucked by her boss?”. She then grabbed his crotch to find it completely hard “Umm, you are ready aren’t you sweetie” she says. “Lets go”. They hopped in the car and went back to their flat. Wen they walked in the door, she kept her nice shoes on, but went into he bathroom to freshen up. After a few minutes, they hear a doorbell and turn to each other and nod. Vishal opens the door and says “Hi Amit, thanks for coming..come on in”. Amit hesitates at the door, Vishal reaches out to pull him inside and says “I’m glad you came, we’ve been excited about this for quite some time” Amit was nervous but now knew that this was all in the open and no issues; beside he was horny and the object of his fantasies was in front of him. He took a look at her and said “Asmitaa, you look gorgeous, the sexiest person I have seen”. She replied”Thank you sir, very kind of you to say. Have a seat. Vishal, pour us a drink, darling”

They both sat on the long couch with their legs almost touching. Vishal pored a stiff drink for him and a light one for Asmitaa..Vishal wanted her alert to experience her fucking her boss. Amit got bolder and put his arm around her and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on her lips. She looked at Vishal as if asking for permission to proceed and he nodded yes. Amit held her head with both his hands and started kissing her in earnest. Vishal thought it was best to leave them alone for a minute, so he excused himself pretending to go to the bathroom.

When Vishal came back, Amit had picked her up and placed her on his lap, and he was still kissing her deeply. She had her eyes closed and mouth open. His tongue was exploring her mouth and she seemed to be melting in his arms. Vishal wasn't bothered at all by this and in fact found it very sexy to watch them together. He dimmed the lights and sat on a chair at the other end of the room and watched them intently. Vishal watched as Amit held her head with one hand, and put his other hand under her top to caress her breasts over her blouse. He could tell that my wife was very excited and she seemed to tremble at his touch and let out a throaty moan. Very soon removed her pallu and undid the blouse hooks from the front and took them off and then slowly unhooked the thin yellow bra she had on and let it fall to the floor. She seemed giddy with excitement, and eagerly opened her mouth again as he continued to kiss her.

Vishal could barely believe that his wife was sitting topless on another man's lap, but the sight was incredibly exciting to him. He was more than a foot taller than Asmitaa, and she looked small next to him.

He then got up, lifted her off his lap and laid her on her back on the couch. He then knelt on the floor beside her, and kissed her passionately on her mouth, and then moved down her body, covering her neck, breasts and belly with kisses. Asmitaa seemed to be in another world altogether, and was responding to his touches with giggles and
moans that seemed to excite him even more. He slipped one hand under her petticoat and started feeling up her thighs. Her petticoat had ridden up to her thighs showing her legs and bare feet. Her toenails were painted pink, and her feet looked very shapely and delicate. He started kissing and licking her feet and legs, tickling the soles of her feet mercilessly for a couple of minutes as she laughed and thrashed about uncontrollably. He then reached under her petticoat and lowered her panties and removed them, as she lifted her bottom to allow him to take them off.

Amit resumed kissing her neck and boobs and licking her nipples with his tongue. He slipped his hand up her petticoat again. She started squirming and it was clear that he had a finger or two in her pussy. He continued fingering her for several minutes while he went back and forth between her nipples. Finally he withdrew his finger. It was dripping wet. He tasted her juices and then suggestively slipped the finger in her mouth and made her lick her own juices.

He then turned to where Vishal was sitting, and asked him if he could give him a condom. Vishal hadn't expected things to proceed this fast, but he went to the bedroom, got one and gave it to him. Vishal guessed this was Amit's way of asking his permission to fuck his wife.  Amit then unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants and revealed a very visible erection within his boxer shorts. He then motioned to Asmitaa to put the condom on him. She hesitated for a second and looked at Vishal and he told her to go ahead. Asmitaa  got down, knelt on the floor and then lowered his underwear with his help. His cock was very stiff and pointed almost straight up with a prominent pink head. In her nervousness,she struggled to get the condom packet opened, and then tried to put it on him. She fumbled with his cock and the condom for a while, trying to get it on. His cock was thicker and longer than Vishal’s and was much darker with the vein porting prominently..It was like  snake ready to pounce. Vishal was fascinated to watch her handling Amit’s cock. After she was done, he stepped out of his pants and shorts, and laid her on her on the carpet and lifted up her petticoat all the way, revealing her smooth thighs and pubic area. He placed a cushion under her butt to position her pussy at the right height.

Amit kissed her briefly on her pussy and flicked his tongue over her clit. Her light pussy lips looked moist and inviting. He then parted her legs, folding them at the knees and raised them till her knees were above her chest. He knelt beside her and entered her effortlessly. He started with slow, deep strokes. Asmitaa bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, wincing occasionally when he thrust deeply into her. Vishal could not see her pussy clearly from where he was sitting, but it was incredibly erotic to watch her with her legs spread widely apart, and Amit's powerful ass bobbing up and down between her legs. He kept this up for a while and then started thrusting harder and faster, causing Asmitaa to let out a loud grunt as he entered her each time. She was not used to this, because Vishal’s cock was smaller than Amit’s. Vishal suspected that it was hurting her a liittle, but she did not say anything or to try to stop him. She was also breathing faster and started to sweat a little.

He continued thrusting harder, occasionally stopping to catch his breath. He clearly had a lot more endurance than Vishal did, and it took quite a while for him to come. As he was coming, he started grunting loudly and thrust into her ever more vigorously. After he was finished, he rolled over to the side and they snuggled for a while, completely ignoring Vishal. He rolled her over on top of him and made her bounce on his softening cock until it slipped out of her. Asmitaa seemed tired and sweaty and had a look that said that she had been very well fucked. He asked her to remove the condom from his cock and she disposed it off. He then asked for a napkin. She grabbed a napkin from the end table and wiped off his dark cock, which was covered in his cum. She then gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom to clean up. As Amit put his underwear and clothes back on he told Vishal that he thought Asmitaa was very sexy and that he really enjoyed making love to her. When she came back, he kissed
her passionately again. He soon left and asked if they could get together the following weekend.

What happened the next time they hooked up. Well that’s another story.

Pooja and Mohan - A Brother and sister story

Pooja is my sister. She is in her mid 30s and so am I. We're both typical Desi families; tech jobs, kids and the whole nine yards. What makes our story special is that we had an indescribably passionate and erotic week together. 

We were in India at the same time..she for vacation and me for work..In middle of my assignment I took some time to go back home to chennai. One evening we happened to be home alone; her kid over at our parents house. This evening was just like countless other ones we've shared before; a little chit chat and talking about memories and things we did when we were young. 

We were both feeling a bit down; I was there away from my wife and Pooja was just generally depressed.I couldn't pinpoint why at the time. I decided to bring out the big guns; a nice bottle of 18-year old scotch that was stashed away in the back of the closet. She's been in the US for a long time, like me, so she likes alcohol but tends to drink the fruity cocktail types (pina coladas and dacquiris..I'm going to barf thinking about that). I poured her a TALL glass and added some soda and ice and handed it to her. We clinked our glasses and cheered and took a nice swig. Her eyes went wide; maybe it was a bit strong for her..I burst out laughing; but she was not amused, but then as the taste subsided she cracked a lovely smile.

Maybe its time to describe her a bit..Pooja is around 5'5" and around 150lbs. She has an incredibly radiant smile and wide brown eyes. Her hair is nice and wavy and falls to the top of her back. She usually dresses stylish but conservative..a simple top, necklace and jeans. All in all, middle of the road. I realize now that she was keeping her inner tiger wrapped under a conservative shell. This evening, she was wearing a normal T-shirt and a pair of thin pajama pants; the ones where you can get a hint of what is underneath but not really showing anything off. Pooja is a looker and I hadn't really thought about her in any sexual way in a long time; maybe a few times when i was teenager and her breasts started budding out. 

As the evening wore on and we started to open up a bit more. She started mentioning more about her married life. My brother-in-law was a workaholic. A nice guy and a good provider for his family, but just never around (emotionally). I felt strong brotherly concern for her; she was obviously distraught and things started pouring out of her. How she felt unappreciated; how she was just the proverbial soccer mom whose world revolved around taking the kid to events, practice and cooking, cleaning and keeping the house in order. She barely had any real time to be herself or to enjoy anything. 

This was the first time I heard her pour her heart out like this and I felt really bad about it. I offered to maybe have a talk with my brother-in-law. She didn't want that; she said that wouldn't really help. He's just so focused on his career for a sense of worth that he's not going to change despite years of asking him to. She slumped back on to the sofa and mutterred " We haven't even had sex in a while...' She let those words hang in there and maybe it was the alcohol, but it slowly dawned on her what she said to me her brother. I sat there with a stunned look on my face; not expecting to have this conversation with my sister. She looked into my eyes and started blushing. I tried to say something but all I could stammer out was a "I'm sure it'll get better; couples go through phases like this.." "But its been more than 8 months, Mohan"  she said. Ya, that is a long time; I had no idea what to say. Whatever it was, this admission to me, seemed to open the floodgates. She started talking about how she was getting aroused often and have to masturbate in bed alone during the day till she got some relief; but then feel inadequate and ashamed. She asked me, whether my wife and I were happy in that department. I was a bit uncomfortable in talking about this, both because my wife and I have a great sex life and now my sister wants to know. The alcohol took over and I told her " We have great time; we can't keep our hands off each other. We try to make love a few times a week and get her so turned on that she moans so load from her orgasm. I love it when she rides me on top..." I wistfully thought; now realizing I had been without sex for almost 2 weeks and really missing it.

I turned to look at my sister sitting on the other side of the sofa and I couldn't make out her reaction. Her eyes were wide but with a storm in them. She leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips and kept mashing her lips onto mine. I raised my hands in shock; my sister was kissing me..what the hell??? While all was going on in my head, she kept mashing her lips onto mine. My second brain took over now and I started to kiss her back. 

I could feel Pooja's heart beating, hard and fast -- mirroring my own pounding heart. I could barely breath as I felt my sister's hand slide slowly down, making its way to my shorts where my cock bulged angrily against the cotton cloth. "Mohan, I need you..please make me feel like a woman again.." My sister's voice oozed with passion.  Her fingers on my stomach curled, her nails scratching against my T-shirt, pressing into my flesh.

I answered her question with a kiss, my sister's lips parting to accept my tongue as I crushed my mouth against hers. Our bodies came close together as my hand came up to cup her meaty breast while her hand palmed my fabric covered cock. Pooja leaned into me more and pushed me back till my head was on the side of the sofa and she was straddling me as we kissed, our tongues like dervishes, slick and soft and so sweet as we tasted each other. Her bottom came to rest on my hard cock and I marveled to feel my own sister rolling her hips knowingly as she dry humped me.

My right hand cupped her breast and squeezed, I could feel the hardness of her engorged nipple. My left hand found its way down to the hem of her pajama bottom and slipped under and cupped her fleshy ass cheek. Pooja moaned at my touch and our kiss, already intense, increased in passion. My left hand began to explore down the back of her pajama over her soft panties. My fingers went inside her and trailed down her ass crack and under until they were slipping through a bush split by hot, slick flesh.

She sobbed, breaking the kiss to look at me with such desire and need. "I want you, Mohan. Please fuck me -- fuck your sister."

I began tugging her shirt off, pulling it over her head and staring in awe at the lovely body on top of me. My sister's breasts were magnificent. Huge, gourd shaped mounds that despite their weight and having nursed a kid sagged very little. Her nipples seemed to pulse, swollen like ripe fruit. 

Pooja fell into me, kissing me again, her nails slowly raking down my arms and then she was kissing her way downwards, tongue doing circles around my hard, nipples, before she teasingly bit at them -- the whole time watching my face. Pooja kissed her way further down until her tongue made me shiver as she teased me at the waistband of my shorts.

"I wanna see just how big my brother is," she whispered. I groaned with anticipation as I lifted my hips and allowed my cock to spring

free. Pooja gasped with delight as she watched it wave in the air, pointing straight up, stiff and throbbing. Hard... just for my sister

"Wow, Mohan!" Pooja said with a lusty grin. "I had no idea you were so -- so big; much bigger than my lousy husband!" She worked my shorts off and flung them away and crawled upwards, her meaty breasts swinging, to grip my erection in her small hand. 

"Big for my beautiful sister!" I moaned. "You are so lovely, Pooja. I want to make you happy". " "I want you to make me happy" she said softly.

She stroked my cock slowly from base to tip, bringing her face so close I could feel her warm breath. Pooja looked up into my eyes with such lust it took my breath away.

"OH Yesss Sisss!" I cried out as my sister took me into her mouth, her tongue sucking my cock with teasing swirls and licks. She showed me that she could deep throat even better than my wife.  With exquisite slowness, my sister bobbed up and down on my hard dick, her tongue seemingly everywhere at once. My fingers ran through her head of hair, trying to urge her on or to slow

her when I needed, but Pooja was in control and sucked her my cock as she determined best. All I could do was lay back and enjoy it.

Too soon I felt the undeniable pressure rising and hissed a warning, "Pooja -- oh, I'm going to cum!"

Pooja raised her head up, letting me pop from between her lips and said in a husky voice, "So go ahead and cum, Mohan. I haven't had a nice load in too long!" Then she locked her lips around the head of my cock and began to suck while her tongue was fluttering around my sensitive flesh. She continued to stare at me, her black eyes urging me to give up my seed.

"Oh yessss, I love you, Pooja!" I cried out, bucking my hips upward, wanting more of her wet warmth inside her loving mouth. Like a

collapsing dam, I let loose with a mighty flood of semen, releasing my pent up cum from the last 2 weeks. Pooja's lips kept a tight seal on my cock and let none of my massive load trickle out. She gurgled her approval of my taste as she swallowed and sucked, her fingers stroking me, urging my cum up and out -- milking me for my seed.

Pooja kept stroking me..working to keep me hard. I was so turned on; this was the hottest encounter of my life

"Now, I need to be fucked by my big brother." She stood up topless wearing her pajama bottoms but exposed breasts..She looked like a one of the goddess sculptures you see in temples. She has a sly smile on her face and slowly shimmied out of her pajama bottom and stepped out from them pooedl at her feet. She then seductively put her fingers into the waistband of the her pink Victoria's Secret panties and tugged it slowly down before stopping. I broke my gaze and looked into her eyes. "Ask me.." she said. "Pooja darling, please let me see you naked..." She smiled and then let her panties go and it fell down her legs. She has her legs bent slightly in a cocquetish pose. I look at her pussy and see it is trimmed nice and neat..Just as I like it.

Pooja came sliding up quickly to straddle me, her thighs opening up as she aimed my slick cock at her open pussy. As I brushed her wet pussy, I could feel her heat. She lowered herself slowly until the head of my cock was pressing into her opening. "Oh, this is going to feel so

good!" she said with an excited tremble in her voice. "I love you, OHHH, Mohan !" She sobbed as she slowly impaled herself on my cock.

I groaned with the sweet pleasure of feeling her surprisingly tight pussy wrap itself around my cock, giving ground gradually, her slick sugar walls hugging itself to my pole until I was in her completely, feeling her as my cock head pressed into her cervix. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as she savored the sensation of being complete filled and she gave a powerful shudder that made her lovely breasts roll. I reached up with both hands and covered her breasts, rubbing my hand over her hard nipples.

For a few minutes, Pooja just sat there, barely moving her hips. She raised her hands to cover mine as I massaged and teased her breasts. Her breathing increased rapidly and she finally whimpered, "Mohan, you're making me cum!" She began to shake and shiver, her nipples swelling even more and I felt her juices flowing over my cock, bathing it in her juices.

"Ohh, god..you fill me up more than my useless husband..I'm so horny..." Pooja managed to haltingly mutter -- each word an effort to get out as she tried to keep herself under control in the midst of her orgasm. "Oh my god, Mohan, who knew brother and sister fucking could be so wonderful!" She leaned forward, dragging those  wonderful tits across my chest as she strained to kiss me.  "Please, fuck me, brother......again!"

She began to slow piston herself up and down on my shaft, rolling and twisting her hips as she did. As we kissed, I began to thrust upwards to meet her movement, making her gasp each time our joined bodies slapped together. Our bodies matched the pace and either by instinct or genetics, we began to fuck as if we had been lovers for years. 

"I love you, Mohan," Pooja muttered as she lifted her head, her eyes wide with excitement."Fuck me, lover, fuck me" She was approaching another orgasm, her pussy clutching at my thrusting cock. I could feel the heat between her legs increase and the silky wetness cover my cock.

As I lifted my hips to meet her downward movement, I moaned, "I love you too, Pooja, my sweet sexy sister. I love you so much!" Her steamy flesh swallowed my cock, burying me deep within her womb again and again.  "Ohhh, god -- yesss, make me cum, brother, make meee cummm!" Pooja suddenly wailed, dropping down until I was completely swallowed by her cunt. Her pussy clamped down tight as she began to cum and I moaned loudly as I tried to thrust upwards to get deeper into my sister's womb as I came inside her. Our orgasms fed on each other and for long, joyous minutes, we both knew only the wonderful, incestuous pleasure that only brother and sister can give.

Finally, Pooja leaned forward, collapsing on top of me, her leg out on each side of my legs, her pussy still clamping down on my cock, throbbing as she milked me for my last drops of hot semen. She dropped her head onto my chest and started giving me light kisses as we both caught our breath.

In this post-coital bliss, she whispers in my ear "Mohan, I have a fantasy I want you to help me with . I want you to fuck me in the ass". I look at her with confusion. I've  done it a few times with my wife but I'm surprised as to the wanton woman my sister has become.  She says that she has fantasized so much about it. I gives her a deep kiss; I will do whatever to make her happy.

I get her off of me and go into a room and grab some lube and come back to the sofa. She is ready for me, turned around with her glistening ass pointed at me. Damn,she is so sexy and such a minx. I'm going to enjoy this. I pour some lube in my hand and warm it up and pour it across her back all the way from her shoulders to her butt and into her thighs. I gently knead her skin, and squeezes and prod all the way down her back. I slowly take my finger and with a lot of lube on it, touch her opening. She recoils in surprise..I feather my way around it and am careful not to be direct..I can feel her relax back onto the sofa but trying to move her bottom to meet the touches of my finger that she so desires. I keep whispering in her ear " Relax baby..it'll be alright". I could slowly feel her relax and she would alternate between tense and relaxed. The next time she relaxed a bit I inserted my finger up to the first knuckle and left it there..She had a loud gasp; it didn't hurt but felt weird and pleasurable at the same time. I started to slowly move my finger in and out only going into the 2nd knuckle...I want to take it slow; for her and me.

After a few minutes of this I pull out, its time to take it up a notch. I pour a lot of lube on her puckered hole and on my cock. I massage it all in and places it at her hole..she tenses again. I keep trying to push it in but with little luck. Finally, she relaxes a bit and gives me an opening to push in and I went in to just the tip of my cock. She gasped in pain.. Her little asshole was being stretched in an unnatural way; it hurt but it also felt pleasurable in a strange way. Nerve endings she never knew existed were being stimulated as I moved my cock in and out just a little bit taking care not to get all the way out. I keep reminding her to "Dont fight it, dont clecnch,,,just relax and let go" It hurt and she fought to stay still while she adjusted. I took my hand and reached forward and started to rub her clit in a  circular motion to get her to relax. My cock had a mind of its own and start pistoning in and out of her, slowly. She was moaning loudly..alternating between cussing me out and moaning with pleasure as her nerve endings got back into the game. She kept moaning "Ohh, good..fuck me..fuck me..this is better than I imagined..don't stop..fuckkkkk" This was the ultimate mix of pain and pleasure, her most taboo fantasy and she realized she was an anal virgin no more. She exploded in a massive orgasm and I followed right behind..dumping my cum into her ass. I lay on top of her as we caught our breaths.

We then moved into the shower to clean up. I took my time washing her and cleaning her. I fucked her right there in the bathroom.One of her legs wrapped around my hips and butt so that I could push in deeper..she would move up and down taking my cock as far into her as I could. We had another intense orgasm.

Later that night, in the silence of our bed, with Pooja's head on my chest, I kept thinking. This is going to be a fun few days!!

Mother-Daughter and me

JJ's comments: One of the couples I interact with me sent me a pic of a mother and daughter that were visiting them. They wanted to know what my fantasy of them would be so they can watch them at home and imagine the same thing. Here's what I felt....

The MILF looks  a lot like someone named Magdalene StMichaels, who is a pornstar who does mother daughter movies. Very hot!! She is nice and tall with a nice smile, high cheekbones and what it looks nice breasts. The daughter has nice big eyes and a nice smile.

Regardless, being with both of them would be heavenly. Having the mother sitting on my face while I lick her pussy and hold her ass in my hands and the daughter is sucking my cock and using her hands to touch her mother's back. Mom would be squirming as I stick my tongue deep in her pussy and switch to sucking on her clit. She would be moaning loudly as I move around and squeeze that ass, kneading each cheek deeply. I would then move my hands to her front and squeeze those nice big breasts..flicking the nipples, and holding on to her breasts and lifting them up as I am weighing them.

Then after the daughter gets my cock nice and hard, I want her to take me all the way in till her nose touches my pubic hair. I then want her to hold my balls and start massaging it;feeling them full of the cum I will deposit on her soon. I want her to take each ball in my mouth..going from one to the other. This slut knows how to please a man, even venturing south to lick my perineum, driving me crazy. She uses her breasts and sticks my dick between her globes and stroked me up and down getting her breasts full of my precum. I struggle to control myself to not come with all the excitement. I pull her off of me and have her come up close to her mother.

I would then move her mother off my face and have her lie down. I would be on one side and the daughter would be on the other. We would then each of lick one of mom's breasts. She would be moaning and would have her hands on either side of our heads pushing us into her breasts. Daughter and I share a smile and go for a long strong kiss over the mom..she has a nice smile on her face watching her two lovers kiss.

I would then have the daughter go down to her mom's pussy and start sucking on it. She is experiencing her mother's juices for the first time and sticking her finger back into the same hole she came out of it..It is the ultimate expression of "going home" she could have. She works furiously to get her mother to orgasm..I am laying by mom's side as we both watch daughter working so hard..mom and I kiss deeply occasionally, but mom wants to have this moment for herself to enjoy the fucking her daughter is giving her. She explodes in an orgasm and yells out her daughter's name loudly.

We then lay side by side just resting for a while..all the time touching and feeling and squeezing various body parts..Soon, I decide I need to have them both but don't want to wait to fuck them separately.  I have mom on the bottom and daughter on top facing mom..they begin to kiss. I then go behind the daughter and stick my dick in her wet pussy, waiting for me..After a few pumps there, I pull out and the daughter moans her disappointment. I then move a little down and aim my dick on mother's pussy and push in. I pump in a out a few times; its a bit hard with daughter on top but after a few time of back and forth I get used to how to do this. I am slapping the daughter's bottom and can see her fair skin turn red and show a handprint. She asks for more, but I do what I want..I fuck both. It is heavenly..they feel differently..the mother's pussy more loose; maybe it is age or childbirth. While daughter is tight and is milking me nicely. They are both squirming, kissing each other and making a lot of noice.

When I am close to orgasm, I pull out of both of them and have daughter lie next to mom..I pump my cock until I start cumming...I spray my cum over both of their faces, chest and belly and some even get on their wonderful hair. When I am done I collapse in exhaustion between the 2 of them. Mother and daughter together..I am in heaven.

Anu's Class Orgy

JJ's comments: This story was a collaborative effort between me and Anu. The beginning is mine and part way through it, it shifts to hers. She wrote down her fantasy for me and I wanted to keep that tone and spirit in tact. The originality of her thoughts brings out more eroticism.

"Class...are you ready? 1,2,3..you may begin fucking"

This was how the most wonderful experience of Anu's sexual journey began. How did she get here? I'll explain

Anu was a biology teacher at a high school. She was an incredibly sexy woman; she always dressed stylishly. She wore a neat sari and blouse along with nice platform shoes. She was incredibly pretty, had gorgeous lips and eyes and voluptuous breasts. When she walked she jiggled her ass and forced every male (and some females) to turn and admire her as she walks. She oozed sex and she loved it..she wanted sex all the time; the kinkier the better.

Anu had a problem with her class..She had a good mix of boys and girls in her class of 35 students. The last exam she saw all student doing poorly. She did not know what to do..her class did not seem motivated. She needed to give them an incentive to do well for the final exam in a few months. She spent time thinking about what to do about this when she came up with an unorthodox solution. 

The next class day she stood in front of her desk. She leaned against the table and said " I am disappointed in all of you..You have not learned and taken the exam as I have taught you. I think you are not motivated enough, but I'll make a deal with you. If you all study and do well for your final I will strip naked in front of class and will let all of you be naked and have sex with each other or me" The students all sat there with their jaws dropped and the girls made a loud gasp. The boys then started cheering and making noise..Anu shooshed them and had them sit down "You like that..will you all promise to do well? everyone needs to have a score of 90% or higher; if so I will keep my end of the promise. We will enjoy our last day right here after school"

"Will give you a little taste of what is to come that day. This is only for today, ok?" She ten took off the pallu of her saree and wrapped it around her waist. She now stood in front of her class, wearning a blouse and her saree wrapped around her petticoat. He navel and stomach lay bare for all to see. She saw all the boys and girls looking at her drooling; she even saw some boys hands moving under the desk as they touched their hard cocks. She then turned around to the blackboard and kept writing knowing all the students were lookig at her ass, her exposed back and the blouse.

Over the next few months, things returned to normal but she found the class very attentive and doing great on all the assignments and readings. They were actually learning and nor just doing by-heart. As a teacher it made Anu happy that things were going well. She knew the day was going going to come to pay the price for me.

Final exams finished up and she knew everyone had done well. She walked into the classroom that last day with a smile on her face, She had dressed sexy that day, though she knew it would not be needed. 

Anu narrates what happened next

in my class am showing the body parts .... i removed my saree first and then underskirt then blouse.. i then called one boy to unhook my bra from behind...he was the shyest boy in the class., he was small and lean comparing with the other boys and also topper in studies..... he unhooked my bra and i told him if he touched other boobs.... when he told me negative, i asked him to touch it and knead it if he wish... he did...and one by one i called every boy and some times to to touch me.... and asked the girls to remove their uniforms and let the boys knead their breasts....after that i explained about reproduction.. and how mens sperms combine with egg... i then told them how sperms reach to egg........i advised them it is very important to get pleasure and give pleasure during intercouse..... i called the same shy boy and i removed his trouser.. and then underwear... he now standing with onlyhis shirt and tie.... i sit on my knee and the touched his already erect cock.... i took his balls in my palm and kissed the tip of his cock... he shivered and jumped slightly... i look into his eyes and smiled and asked him to kiss me on my lips...he kissed me with inhibitions.. i hold his head with my other hand and kissed with my tongue.. after a minute i let him free and i again kissed his cock and took the bulb of his cock in my mouth..... i asked the girls to do the same with their parter boys.... and told them to keep an eye on my.. how to do... i moved my head to and fro on his cock and holding his buttock with both my hands.. his hands involuntarily circle my head  and he inserted his fingers in to my hair and hold the back of my head....he closed his eyes and started moaning....i sensed he is about to come... i stopped and ordered girls to stop and lay on the benches and desks... i instructed the boys to look at me, understand and do as the shy boy is doing... i then lay on the teachers desk and kept my legs apart.... i asked the boy to lick my vagina like icecream... he did keeping one of his hands on my  breast and kneading...i instructed him to lick from bottom to up..... he started his licking from bottom.. i then instructed him to insert his tongue inside.. and i saw all other students started licking their partners vagina... some girls were moaning .... and sound was filled in the class room.... my vagina became very juicy and asked the boy to put his finger inside to check if it is  slippery. i then asked to stand up and align his cock with my vagina.. he himself tried to penetrate but he was not found the right way to enter.. i hold his penis and directed it to my hole... he immediately slipped inside and made a big sound of ecstasy... i asked him to move up and down... i hold his buttock with both hands and controlled his movements....i sensed that he is increasing his movements and he was sucking and drinking my breast milk...suddently i felt he was trembling and and i sensed my breast was pierced by his teeth.. he was ejaculating and i hold his back and pressed him inside me.... after some time he got up, and he found it difficult to look at me.. .. i lifted his chin and kissed on his forehead... i then roam around the class and instructed the boys and girls , how to make others happy.. i used cane to some of the boys buttock who i found not doing enough to please the girls..