r/IndianSexTales

We are cousins, more like second cousins. Her name is Tanya
We know each other very well since childhood, you were absolutely beautiful even since we were kids. But I never had a crush on you but I used to feel a little horny when we became teenagers.
Fast forward we haven’t met in years and we were busy in our own life. I transformed from a chubby kid to a fit athlete. One day I was attending a function with my family, I was on my own and then out of nowhere she grabs my waist from behind. I was surprised to see her and hugged her back. She had totally changed, she had the perfect curvy body with the right amount of boobs and the perfect brown colour skin tone.

She looked soo stunning and seductive at the same time. We were talking about how I transformed and was showing her pictures in my phone when my fwb texts me saying that she wanted me to make her cum again tonight. Tanya saw the message and snatched my phone and started reading my chats. She was shocked and tempted at the same time when she saw photo of my thick veiny cock. I could see her biting her lips and gulping again and again. Just to humble me down she told that I’ve edited the picture and that my cock is not as thick as it if in the picture. I fucked her ego by saying “if your bf doesn’t have thick dick not my problem darling”.

She got offended and told to fuck off. She knew what she was doing, it’s all part of her plan. I knew her plan all along and decided to play dumb. Whenever she bent down to get something I could clearly see her perfect petite ass and her panty line was also sooo evident that it made my dick rock hard. I took advantage of the situation and stood right behind her when while we were waiting for food. My cock was semi hard and was pressing against her ass crack, she asked me what’s that and I replied feel it yourself, I dare you.

She never backs off from a dare and I kid you not she shoved her hand inside my underwear and felt my thick warm cock, she was surprised that I wasn’t lying and whispered in my ear “ it’s soo thick that I can’t wrap my fingers around it”. She quickly removed her hand from my pants before anyone notices. I could see that she’s desperate and wants to feel my cock. Just before it was our turn she whispers “ I can’t control it anymore, I’m super fucking wet and I can feel my pussy dripping and panties soaking and it’s all your fault, you better do some thing about this or else I’ll bite your cock”. That made me soooo horny and before I could tell her anything she dragged me to her hotel room. It was a fucking hot sunny day and we were sweating af, when we arrived at her room, the electricity went out and we didn’t have anything to cool ourselves with.

We looked at each other and told fuck it I wanna have raw sweaty sex. We started making out with each other, our saliva dripping out and shoving tongues deep into each others throats. She started stroking my cock while we were making out, I could feel her fucking sweaty hands stroking my dick and I could hear the sound of her bangles.
It made my dick even harder that my pre cum is dripping. I put fingers into her underwear and swear to god it was soooo fucking slippery and wet that I thought she peed herself. She then dropped on her knees and sucked my cock which was dripping in pre cum.

She’s gagging on my dick until her eyes tear up and she makes it soo sloppy that her saliva is dripping all over her saree. She’s blowing bubbles on my cock. She then lay on the bed and ordered me to shove my cock deep into her throat. This is the first time I’ve ever throat fucked a girl and my god was I about to cum. She bit the head of my cock and told her not to come. Ngl that was soo fucking hot and painful at the same time. She then spread her legs like a princess and I eat her pussy like it’s my last meal.

I’m tongue deep into her pussy and fingering her asshole at the same time. Her moans were no less than a symphony. She locked her legs around my head and shoved my tongue deeper into her pussy, I vigoursly ate her pussy that her legs were trembling ans she squirted into my mouth without warning. I never complained but it felt sooo gooddddd. She grabbed me by my cock and told me to shove my cock deep into her pussy, while she spit a truck load of saliva on my cock.

She made it soo wet that when I put shoved my dick into her pussy she screamed. The screams were of pleasure. I fucked her in missionary making her feel every stroke ans every vein of my cock while looking into her eyes. She then hopped on my dick and rode me like a cowgirl who wants to win a rodeo. The wet sounds when she’s squatting on my dick were soo loud that I thought someone might hear us. She was screaming and moaning soo loudly that I shoved her soaked panties into her mouth to stop it. I then took control and fucked her in doggy style, I shoved every last inch of my cock into her in every stroke.

I could her her pussy queef whenever I pulled my cock out. Atleast after fukcing her for 1 hour I was about to cum. She sat straight up and started using her tongue which made me cum immediately. She took the entire load of cum into her mouth and didn’t say a word. My cum load was soo huge that some of it even dripped on her saree. She stalled the whole thing up while looking me in the eye. This was the best raw sweaty sex I’ve ever had and she’s what I call a sanskari slut.

So I had this crush on a girl who was 21 and she knew about it. She was not the prettiest girl but had big boobs and nice ass. She also liked me but was not ready for a relationship. So we were sharing reels and I found a reel of a girl who was similar looking to her and I sent her that and she replied to that saying her boobs are bigger than the girl on the reel. My dick became so hard just from that so to keep it going I jokingly said if I can see them I’ll believe you. She immediately send her nudes and not just one photo. God those boobs were big so tempting . I immediately released a huge load immediately. I told her that my dick raised after seeing this , she was so horny that she told she would have sucked it off if she was here. We started sexting that day.

Our sexting relationship continued we sexted so many times and she shared her nudes even videos of her touching herself and this continued for a while. Then she moved to a different place and decided to stop all this with me and I was so disappointed because I didn’t need any commitment into this but always got pleasured by her and I wanted to fuck her irl but could not happen but even when she was saying goodbye we did our last sexting session together as a farewell.

Many months went by and I got to know that she was having a relationship ,as devastated as I was I decided to completely forget it. One random day she texted me and she was drunk from a party. She told she is in a relationship but hasn’t fucked him yet . I don’t know what that feeling is but I felt happy. She said that she and him had a fight a big one and is thinking of breaking up and wanted to talk to me about this. I consoled her and gave her motivation and encouraging words and even said you’ll get a lot of boys just by snap of your fingers . Very next minute I got her nudes that too live ones!! I was so shocked and turned on and excited at the same time she was bustier again and I loved it . We decided we both gonna sext again and we indeed did that. It was the most amazing sexting session we have had it was so passionate and so intimate with every detail and especially her hot nudes. When the sexting was done she asked me did you cum? I said no I was waiting for you. She told me if you can come now we can have sex . I was like fuck yeah I will come now. But there was one problem she was at her parent’s house . So we decided to have sex some other day and we continued to sext and ended up releasing load.

Few days pass by and it was a weekend , I was home alone I asked her if she wanted to come and spend the whole day today having sex . She replied saying sorry she was drunk that day and now fixed things with her boyfriend and even had sex with him for the first time. What a bitch. I felt so used but felt some kind of rush at the same time I got to be the one to satisfy her digitally when her guy and her was fighting. But at the end of the day I’m still waiting for my first sex. Anybody down for sex in bangalore hit me up I’m 22years old and if anyone down for sexting hit me up as well.

Yesterday afternoon on our college bus…

Our college buses usually stand inside the college campus, and most of them have tinted windows. The doors are normally left open, so you can go inside and sit whenever you want. The newer buses have automatic doors that stay closed, but our route still has the old manual-opening type, so the door is usually open.

It was around 2:30–2:40 PM yesterday, and it had started raining outside. My junior girlfriend 19F and I 21M were sitting in the bus, just talking and messing around because neither of us wanted to stand outside in the rain.

We were joking around and teasing each other like usual. At one point, the conversation became more intimate, and I jokingly asked if she wanted to see something. She got shy but eventually went along with it, and things slowly became much more between us .

What started as playful teasing turned into us making out and getting carried away. She was clearly nervous about being in the bus, though, and when I wanted to take things further, she initially said, “Not here. Maybe another day.”

After some hesitation, she changed her mind, and we ended up having sex in the bus it was so funny she was on my lap she doesn't even know how to have it. It was quick, and definitely not something either of us had planned when we walked in.

By the end, we were both exhausted and sweating, just sitting there trying to process what had happened. What started as a normal afternoon of sitting in the bus and chatting during the rain turned into something neither of us expected.

I had this English teacher back in school. She newly graduated from college and joined our school. I was 17 years at that time and now I’m 21. She was just 22 when she joined our college. She was very attractive and my got what a body she had. She was the perfect definition of curvy. While other teachers wore saree and Kurtis, she was very modern and used to wear formal pants and jeans. It’s those body hugging and jeans and I mean it. One day she wore silk type of formal pants and we all could see her panty outline on it.

Every single time she used to bend to get it we used to get a good look of her Petite and perfectly shaped ass. Her ass was so perfect that it seemed as if someone sculpted it to perfection. I used to get a hard on every single time I saw her and I mean by just looking at her and not her ass, she was that good. I can’t remember the number of times Ive jerked off by thinking about her. I was an extrovert and I became very close to her, she used to tell me about her day and just like that we drew very close.

Then I finished school and got into college and I lost contact with her, but I still had her insta handle. I was the only one I’m school to have her account, my classmates were very jealous of me. She used to post regularly and my god, she kept getting more seductive and slutty day by day. One day I went shopping to buy some pants, and there the changing rooms didn’t have door they had curtain. I was buck naked and adoring my body before trying on pants. At the very moment I was semi hard a lady busts into the room and guess who is it, it was my English teacher. For a second she was surprised and impressed at the moment rather than apologising. She first saw my veiny semi hard cock and then saw my face and she ran out of the room.

I put on my clothes and went after her to check is she’s okay. She was very embarrassed and apologised, I’m like it happens don’t worry, atleast it was someone who you know and not some random stranger. She told that she’ll buy me ice cream to make it up cause she knew that I loved vanilla ice cream. We then bought ice creams and we were walking and catching up on life and it felt soo good to see her. It was late and I offered her a ride home, she refused in the beginning but then she agreed to it. She bought 2 ice creams and she still and one left.

As we were going in the car out of the blue I asked her if she’s in a relationship and few personal questions and by this time we were very open about ourselves and she told me that the last relationship she has was in her college and it’s been 4 years since she had a relationship. Now she’s 26 and I’m surprised, I openly told her that she’s sooo hot and seductive and I bet people hit on you every single day. She laughed and agreed but she didn’t find anyone amusing and fun. I then took the courage and asked her when was the last time you actually had sex. She didn’t get offended rather she became more comfortable and started telling me about her college sex stories.

I asked her to rate my cock Since she had seen cocks in college. She didn’t refuse but instead told me that I need to see it hard to rate it. This was like a dream come true for me and she was desperate for some action and clearly looked like she needed to be banged. She them pulled my pants as I was driving and it was semi hard, she then flashed me her tits and it was light pinkish brown .

My thick veiny cock was hard immediately. She told that she doesn’t like rating dry cocks and she went on and spat a good amount of saliva on my cock and started stroking it. She told that this is the thickest cock she’s ever seen. She then asked me to stop the car and pull over. She asked me to fulfill her one fantasy. I’m agreed immediately. She told that she always wanted to suck a thick cock with ice cream.

I had tinted windows in my car soo it was not a problem. We moved to the backseat and she smothered the cold vanilla ice cream all over my cock and it was cold asf. She then wrapped her warm thick tongue around my cock and starting sucking my cock like a vacuum cleaner. I’ve had blowjobs before but this was the best one of all. I’m trying my best not to cum fast cause she’s using her tongue and mouth like she’s the goddess of blowjob.

She’s making the bj soo messy that after very deep throat she spits saliva mixed with vanilla ice cream and suck it in all over again. At one point she for soo horny and opened my mouth forcefully and spat all the saliva in to my mouth and made me swallow it.
I asked her what the fuck was that, she told that she’s frustrated that no one had ever lasted this long and bit my cock, she’s biting my cock and using her teeth all over but I never complained cause it was hot af. She gagged and throated my cock and made it super wet and asked me to put it in her asshole. It was the first time I was doing anal but she made my cock sooo wet that we didn’t lube. To make it more kinky I fingered her asshole and made her spit in my hands and lubed her asshole with her own warm sticky saliva.

I just loved how messy it is. And her asshole was quite used to anal stimulation cause she told that she rides dildos, but not thick as mine. I shoved my thick Veiny cock into her tight ass hole. She screamed and moaned loudly the moment I shoved my cock inside and told that even the dildo didn’t stretch her asshole as much as my thick cock did . I pounded her ass for a good 30 mins, and I kid you not I was trying hard not to come cause her asshole is soo tight and perfect and plus I was banging her but holding her ponytail and making her feel every inch of my cock inside her ass. I could see her cheek turn pinkish, eyes tearing up with pleasure and her mascara smudging off.

I couldn’t hold much longer and was about to come and she told me to cum inside her ass. I busted a huge load of cum into her and she orgasmed at the same time. I pumped soo much cum in her that after I pulled my cock back, the cum just straight dripped out of her asshole and being such a slut she licked the cum while looking me in the eye.

She later kissed me on the cheek and told me that this is the best pounding ever and that I’m her favourite student.
She even gave me her soaked panties as a reward for being soo good and told that she’s gonna rule over my cock if she gets the chance again.This was such a dream come true and my god, to this date no one has ever matched my English teachers head game and kinkeness.

I still can’t believe I’m writing this.

Last weekend my best friend Rohan and his girlfriend Meera finally moved into their new 2BHK in Andheri West. Proper house-warming. Nothing fancy some drinks, Maggi, Bluetooth speaker, a few common friends. Meera’s best friend, Ananya, was also there. I’d seen her a couple of times before but never really spoken properly.

It was already raining when I reached. That typical August Mumbai rain not the heavy flooding type, just constant light-to-moderate drizzle that makes everything sticky and clothes cling. Humidity was high, the kind where your shirt sticks to your back even if you’re just standing.

We all got pretty heavy. By 1 a.m. half the people had left because trains were delayed and cabs were charging 3x. Rohan and Meera were already half-asleep on the mattress in the living room. Ananya was sitting next to me on the bean bag, both of us still drinking. She had broken up with her boyfriend like three weeks ago. I knew that. Everyone knew that.

Around 1:30 Meera half-opened her eyes and mumbled, “Jay, can you drop Ananya? Please yaar, trains will be fucked.”

I said okay.

We took an auto because Uber was showing 25 minutes. The rain was still coming down, not heavy but enough that the auto’s plastic flaps were down and everything smelled of wet tar and her perfume. She was quiet for most of the ride. Then just before her building in Lokhandwala she turned and kissed me. Proper, drunk, open-mouthed kiss. I froze for a second, then kissed her back for maybe ten seconds before I pulled away.

“Ananya… you’re drunk. And this is a bad idea.”

She looked at me, eyes glassy, and just said, “I know.”

I made her drink water, walked her to the gate, waited till the watchman opened, and left. Did the right thing. Felt weirdly proud of myself.

Next day I was back at Rohan’s place by 11 because I had promised to help him move the remaining boxes and assemble the study table. Ananya was already there. Fresh clothes, hair open, acting completely normal. Like the kiss never happened. We exchanged the usual “hi, hangover kaisa hai” and got to work.

Around 1:30 Rohan and Meera decided they needed to buy a few more kitchen things and some curtains. “We’ll be back in an hour, max one and a half. Don’t break anything,” Rohan said, laughing.

The second they left, the silence in the flat felt different.

Ananya was sitting on the edge of the bed in the second bedroom, scrolling her phone. I was standing near the window. The rain had started again soft, steady, the kind that makes the whole city look grey and private.

She looked up and said, very quietly, “Yesterday… I’m sorry.”

I said, “It’s fine. We were both drunk.”

She stood up, walked over, and stopped right in front of me. “I wasn’t that drunk.”

This time when she kissed me I didn’t stop her.

We moved to the bed. Clothes came off faster than they should have. Her skin was warm and a little damp from the humidity. The rain was hitting the window and the AC was off so the room felt thick. I knew exactly where Rohan kept the condoms top drawer of the side table, same place he used to keep them in the old PG. I took one out without saying anything.

We fucked on the new bed in the second bedroom while the city outside was grey and wet. She was quiet at first, then not quiet at all. At one point she bit my shoulder hard enough that I’m still carrying the mark. I came inside the condom, stayed inside her for a while, then we did it again twenty minutes later because neither of us wanted to get up and face whatever the fuck we had just done.

Rohan and Meera came back around 3. We were both sitting in the living room by then, looking completely normal, helping unpack plates. Ananya left half an hour later with a casual “bye, see you.”

We haven’t spoken about it since.

But every time it rains like this that soft, sticky, endless Mumbai drizzle I think about that second bedroom and how easy it was.

That’s my confession. Also please don't ask for pics & ID Thanks!!

Hello, Tisha (23F) here and I want to tell about my incident with my brother (21M) happened not to many days ago. Though I shared it on a confessional subreddit before but got my account deleted 🙃.

Introduction- I am Tisha (23F) and My brother Ayyan (21M) sharing our real names though but preferred to keep other information personal. About me I would say nothing much, I am like the average Indian- short height, brown and a little chubby. My brother acts like a hunk, as if he is strong any women could fall for him and he is almost 6 feets, also is a decent figure. And I never used to take his words seriously. Almost everyday he goes on a date with different women I believe sometimes he gets scammed or he is scamming others. Absolute meaning of a jerk.

But almost 10 days I noticed he's approach towards was different. After his talks of how great he is, he was standing and staring me, at first I thought what the hell is he doing here. Then suddenly he asked me if I am dating someone or not. I said no I am not, he got too excited and clapped his hands hard. It was really awkward. In further days he kept his stalking on, kept his hand on shoulders (didn't mind but kept noticing), wanted to take me away for spending time (I agreed for it) and he started to hold me by my waist. After following his approach towards, I asked him what are his intentions with me and why is he doing it to me, he smiled at first and said you noticed everything, yeah I developed a crush on you. Also he added maybe I thought we could be together.

I was shocked and numb, he came forward and hugged me. I got no idea what to say and what to do but I pushed him away and started to walk away. And fuck my luck, I slipped and fell on the floor on my hips down hard. After hearing the sound mom and aayan ran towards me. He got his moment lifted me with both of his arms and awkwardly kept staring me like some movie duo. He also got the previledge of massage my hips. And he genuinely took care of me.

I kept his offer in my mind but tried to kept a line between us. So comes the cuddling part and how did it gone wild. Mom is a business women, she runs a store of cosmetics and dad is also into business. So if we don't have our college we are sitting free in our home. In the evening, mom and dad came for lunch and some rest, they left by 5 PM. After they left, I was in my room and he started to adjust himself on my bed. He kept his arm on my stomach and his legs on my thighs. Nothing sexual till now.

After like a minute of watching memes, I felt his breaths on my neck. And seconds later I felt that he was kissing my neck as a fish breathes under water. I immediately turned and looked towards him. He said what I was loving you. Then he hold me down and started to play with my hairs and said I met a lot of women but why didn't I noticed you earlier. I said I know what you are doing with me, he said I wanted a loyal woman, aren't you loyal.. I said I am your sibling dumbo. Instantly he said I don't feel that way, I wanted to your boyfriend, husband, your dirty secret and holding my face with both of his hand also kissed my forehead. "I love you Tisha", he said.

I stayed silent and cuddled him. And a war being between us, who is going to keep hands and legs up on who's body, and that caused me to feel his dick on my hips, belly and knees. And he kept rubbing his hands on boobs also his knees on my vagina. I don't if he did it intentionally or not but somehow I liked it. Finally we cuddle, he planted his face on my breasts. Sometimes he sniffs my breasts, slow kisses and rubs his cheeks on it. And he placed his hands on my ass and squeeze it. Look towards me, I said don't go hard on it. Gave me the hardest spank of my life, i said no. He said ok and positioned his hand on ass cheeks. After like an 2 hours of sleep, we wake up. I left the bed and he immediately followed me and kissed my cheeks.

He started his vocals and said, so is it a yes and now I am your boyfriend right. I said not now I need to think more, he immediately fall on feet. Requesting me to accept his proposal, boys and their desperation. I noticed he was licking my feet too. I removed my feet and he suddenly being the filmy guy gave a dialogue, see that's what men do in love give your answer quickly darling your lover is waiting.

Gosh I don't know how I got so shameless.

I forgot to mention that the first incident happened about five days ago, and a few more things happened afterward. I am a 20-year-old man from India, and my sister is 24. We share the same bed, although there is some space between us.

About four days ago, I became sexually aroused while we were lying in bed. I began masturbating under my shorts and ejaculated once. My sister then got up to eat something, and while she was out of the room, I continued masturbating more intensely. When she returned, I thought she might have noticed what I was doing. We made eye contact, but the room was dim, so I could not tell what her expression meant or how she felt.

I stopped thinking about it for a while, but after about an hour, I became aroused again and started masturbating more quietly while she was lying beside me. She asked me what I was doing. I became nervous and said that I was doing nothing because I was afraid of how she might react. After that, I went to sleep and did not explain anything.

Since then, I have kept thinking about whether she noticed me or understood what was happening. I have also had repeated thoughts about becoming naked and masturbating where she could see me. Those thoughts have been on my mind several times, and I have repeated them to myself because I feel confused and aroused by the situation.

I do not know whether my sister saw anything, how she interpreted the eye contact, or whether she was uncomfortable. We have not discussed the incident, and I have not asked her about it. I am unsure what to do next because we are siblings, we share a bed, and she may not consent to being involved in anything sexual.

fell free to give advice

Hello guys !!
I’m 21 yrs old
I wanna share my first time sex w uhh
So one of my dad’s friend was veey close to me
He was like mentor to me he had always spent money on me so I also like me him he was paying my bills like for my party for my shopping’s etc ..
so it was my 18th birthday and I was desperate to celebrate it !! He helped me that day
So I was so happy that he’s the only one who love me
And the next very day he started talking something nasty !!
He said that he likes me I’m his only love and I believe in that !!
And from when we started sexting !! I was helping him for masturbate and I started to sending him my nudes !! One day he asked me to come at his shop ( he was a grocery shop’s owner)
So I went there for money cause I need it for party !!
He told me he will give it to me in the storeroom , we went in there he said if u wanna money hug me
I hesitated at first , then I hugged him he started squeezing my boobs I said no at first even slapped him 😛 but that was not enough to stop me he took off my t shirt and started sucking my boobs
I was wet like hella wet ( even writing about it made me wet )
He was so good at sucking boobs he was using his tongue 👅 and made me wild
And he told me to shake his dick !! I help
Me to masturbate and got money from me but at my heart I wanna fucked by him but I didn’t show him just to get more money 😛 I act like I’m angry w him and
He gimme money and I left that day !!
But since when
There’s a feeling in my mind stuck
And I became horny
We did sex in that store room for the very first time ( how he fucked me i will tell uh next time )
And I loved that
I’m here to satisfy my self !!!

This is about one of the incidents that happened with my best friend.

She is the same friend from my college days you can read in my previous stories.

She good married and had a baby in few years, we were still good normal friends catching up occassionally.

After 5-6 months of her delivery, I visited her city for some work and went to meet her. We had just normal talks and played with her baby and catch up on life. She had gone bustier and hotter. I would occassionally glance her curves, she was well aware of.

She was staying with her parents for sometime and they insisted me to stay for the night in the guest room. We kept talking till late night, her baby was awake, I kept playing with him. She sensed her baby was getting irritated, do told me that she needs to feed him.

She asked me to turn around and I could sense that she lifted her oversized tee and was feeding her baby. I kept teasing that you know I this is not something I have not seen before(we did sex before). She asked me if I was still into ANR/ABF, we had discussed all the things when we were in college. I asked if she still remembers it, she said I remember how much you persuaded me for for ANR back then, it was something else. (She was DD then)

I told her jokingly should I persuade for ABF too now. She just laughed it off saying "beta ab ye sab sapna na dekh." I kept teasing at times on the same, she told her husband is not interested in ABF, I said guess the pumping machine is the lucky one.

The baby slept and it was 1am, she asked me to put the baby in cradle, I turned and she had her boobs inside, I saw milk droplets on near the baby face, I lick it with my fingers, she saw me with those "expected, surprising, seductive" eyes. She had complained about about her back pain today.

I asked if she wanted a shoulder massage, she agreed and I sat behind her and massaged her for minutes and she already felt good and said I am still as good as before, I as usual replied everything is still good as before in me. She just pinched my thighs for that. I kept massaging her back and lower back and she felt better and was lost in trance.

I rested on bed tired for few minutes and she was beside me facing each other, and said 'bas itni jaldi thak gaya' . I replied toh energy nahi mila na haha. I rubbed her cheeks and tucked her hairs behind her ears and the tension was high at that moment.

She just whispered you can only suck them. I was shocked and getting hang of reality. I agreed to her and she just unhooked her bra, I went down a little and lifted her Tee and saw those glorious tits after long time, whispered they have got bigger and sucked them, the first heavenly drop on tongue felt unreal. I was getting rougher and she patted on my head and kept moaning slowly, she always liked slow and passionate and used to stop me before like this only. She was playing with my hairs while I was sucking her.

She asked if I wanted to shift to my fav position, I just moved my head far then. We used to do ANR with my head on her lap and she stroking me and I sucking her dry. We quickly shifted to that position and sucked her other boob. That felt so good, I tried unzipping myself by she stopped me said 'not this'. She just felt playing with my hairs, face and my chest. After a while, we both we tired, we just got separated and I told I will go to my room now. She stood and we hugged each other for few minutes. I slept.

While bidding goodbye next day, we hugged eachother or atleast 10 min, I kissed her forehead, she kissed my cheeks. We parted.

Beautiful journey 🤍

We couldn’t hold the position for long—neither of us wanted to finish like this. She lifted off me, breathless, and turned to face me properly, crawling back up my body with her hair falling around us both. For a moment she just looked at me, the teasing finally spent, replaced by something more direct.

“You’ve made me wait all night,” she whispered. “I’m done waiting.”

She straddled me, and I felt her settle her weight over me—not taking me in yet, just there, sliding herself against the length of me, slick and hot, letting us both feel exactly how close we were. Even that had my breath catching, my hands gripping her hips.
She reached down and lined us up. Then, watching my face the whole time, she lowered herself onto me—slow, inch by inch, her mouth falling open at the stretch of it.

Nothing I’d imagined came close. The heat of her, the tight wet grip as she took me in, the way her whole body shuddered when she’d taken all of me—it wiped every coherent thought out of my head. So this was what it was like. This overwhelming, drowning fullness of being inside her. I understood, in that moment, everything I’d been missing.
“Oh—” she breathed, going still, adjusting to me. “God, you feel—”
She didn’t finish. She just started to move—slow rolls of her hips at first, taking her time, both hands braced on my chest. Every motion sent a fresh wave through me, and I gripped her, meeting her, learning her rhythm as fast as I could.

She leaned down, her lips finding mine, and kissed me deep while she moved—then broke away to drag her mouth along my jaw, my throat, her tongue tracing hot lines against my skin. She murmured filthy things against my ear the whole time, low and constant, the way she’d learned undid me completely.

Her pace picked up. What had started slow turned urgent, both of us chasing it now, her breath ragged against my neck, my hands guiding her hips down harder onto me. She had to press her face into my shoulder to muffle the sounds she was making, the roommate down the hall the only thing keeping either of us quiet.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped against my skin. “Please—right there, don’t stop—”
I fought to hold on. I didn’t want this to end—not now, not when I’d waited a lifetime to feel anything close to it—so I gritted through it, gripping her hips, focusing on anything that would keep me from going over too soon.

She got there first.

I felt it build in her before it hit—the rhythm going ragged, her whole body winding tighter, her breath catching higher and higher. Then it broke. She came hard, shaking on top of me, her eyes rolling back, whatever she’d been saying dissolving into something wordless and broken against my shoulder. She clamped a hand over her own mouth, but the sounds still escaped, muffled and desperate.

And I felt it—all of it. The way she clenched down around me as she came, gripping and pulsing, squeezing me so tight I had to bite back a groan of my own. Her walls fluttered and pressed against me in waves, dragging me right to the edge with her, and it took everything I had not to follow her straight over.
She rode it out on top of me, trembling, incoherent, her thighs shaking against mine, until she finally collapsed forward onto my chest—boneless, breathing hard, still twitching with aftershocks.

“Oh my god,” she managed into my neck, her voice completely wrecked. “Oh my god.”
I held her there, still hard inside her, both of us slick and gasping, the lamplight warm on her red hair.
“Your turn,” she whispered, lifting her head with a dazed, wicked little smile. “And I want to feel all of it.”
She expected me to flip her over and finish—I could see her bracing for it, that dazed anticipation on her face.

I did the opposite.

Still buried in the afterglow, I eased her off me and moved down her body instead, pressing kisses down her stomach as I went, ignoring the confused, breathless little sound she made.
“Wait—you didn’t—” she started.
“You first,” I said against her hip. “Again.”

I settled between her thighs and went to work with a single-minded determination—mouth and fingers together, giving her no time to come down from the first one. She was still swollen and sensitive from coming, every touch magnified, and I felt her jolt hard the moment my tongue found her.

“Oh—fuck, I can’t, I just—” But she could. I kept at it, relentless, learning what made her hips buck and chasing it, two fingers curling inside her while my tongue worked her clit in steady circles. Her hands flew to my hair, gripping, not sure whether to pull me closer or push me back from how intense it was.

My fingers were starting to cramp—the strain of the angle, the relentless pace, a dull ache building in my hand. But she was screaming into a pillow not to stop, and there was no force on earth that would’ve made me pull away now.

So I didn’t stop. I pushed through the burn in my hand, fingers still working inside her, curling to that spot that made her hips leave the bed. My tongue flicked fast against her clit—no more slow circles now, just relentless, exactly what she needed. And I brought my free hand up to her right breast, catching her nipple between my fingers and rolling it, giving it that same firm pressure that had made her cry out earlier.

The three sensations at once undid her completely. She arched off the bed, the pillow barely containing the sound she made, her whole body seizing.
I felt her break—harder than the first time, if that was even possible. She clamped down around my fingers, pulsing, her thighs snapping shut around my head as the wave crashed through her. She was shaking uncontrollably now, one hand fisted in my hair, the other clawing at the sheets, every muscle in her locked tight and trembling.

I worked her through all of it, gentling only slightly, until the aftershocks left her twitching and gasping and finally pushing weakly at my forehead—too sensitive, too much, unable to take another second.
She threw the pillow aside, chest heaving, face flushed and wrecked, staring up at the ceiling like she’d forgotten her own name.

“You,” she panted, when she could finally speak, “are going to kill me.”
The truth I hadn’t said out loud: all that going down on her, all that drawing it out—part of it was for her, but part of it was me stalling. Because I was a virgin, and I’d never once made it this far. Every delay was me holding the finish line at arm’s length, not quite ready to cross a threshold I’d never crossed.
But watching her come apart twice, hearing what I’d done to her—something in me finally stopped hesitating. I was ready. I wanted it now, with none of the fear left.

I flipped her over onto her stomach, and she went willingly, boneless and eager, lifting her hips for me. I settled over her, prone against her back, and sank into her again—the angle deeper this time, her still-trembling body gripping me impossibly tight.

And then I let go of everything.

I drove into her with everything the whole night had built up in me—all the teasing, all the waiting, all the restraint I’d carried across an entire world—again and again while she buried her face in the mattress and moaned. She was still oversensitive from coming twice, and it tipped her fast, her back arching, her hands clawing the sheets as I pushed her up and over one more time, into some place past coherent thought.

I felt her go there—felt her clench and shudder beneath me, tipping into that eternal bliss—and that was it for me. There was no holding back anymore, and I didn’t want to.
When I came, it hit with a force that whited out everything. My whole body seized, the release rolling through me so hard I actually saw stars burst behind my eyes—every nerve I had firing at once, a lifetime of never collapsing into this single overwhelming moment. I collapsed onto her back, buried deep, both of us shaking, gasping, wrecked.

For a long moment neither of us could speak. My heart was hammering against her spine. Hers was racing just as hard beneath me.
“So,” she finally breathed, a dazed laugh in it. “That was worth the wait.”
I couldn’t have agreed more.

My sister saw me masturbating, and I do not know how to handle the situation. I am a 20-year-old Indian man, and this happened one evening while I was alone in my room. I was wearing only shorts. My sister is 24 and studies in another city. She returned home about three months ago and has been staying here since then.

While I was masturbating, I noticed her looking at me through a small gap in the door. At first, I was unsure whether she had really seen me, but then our eyes met. As soon as she realised that I had noticed her watching, she moved away from the doorway. She did not say anything to me, and I have not brought it up with her either.

Since then, I have felt embarrassed and uncomfortable whenever we are in the same room. I keep wondering what she was thinking, whether she might mention it later, and whether I should act as if nothing happened. I also feel awkward because she is my sister, and I do not want this incident to affect our relationship or make things strange at home .

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So this dates back to 3 years ago... I am 21 now. So when I was in 12th my parents hired a tutor who used to come home to teach me.. He was a tall guy with decent build.. He was 38 and married. He liked me and used to flirt with me talking about each other's bodies and sexual stuff he used to be obsessed with my virginity (but no physical stuff till then). Fast forward a few weeks later I turned 18 and the next day of my birthday he came to teach me and brought me a gift. A Vibrator. I refused as I lived with my parents and couldn't keep it. He told me that he would use it on me to show me what it can do.He slowly whispered in my ear 'Can I please take your virgin pussy?' and that really turned me on...He grabbed my breasts and squeezed hard then he pulled me in and kissed me passionately he turned the vibrator on and pressed it against my pants on my pussy it made me wet so fast.. he quickly removed all my clothes and took me to bed he slowly removed my panties and spread my legs he touched my pussy and rubbed it then put the vibrator against it.. it felt so fucking good I was in a daze...he removed it and took out his massive dick and slapped my pussy with it it was so wet it started making sounds he put the tip in but couldn't get the rest inside as it was tight he tried a few more time but then got frustrated and picked me up and shoved it in hard and mercilessly.. i screamed in pain and bled a little then he put me down on all fours and fucked me from behind and spanked my ass he told me that I was beautiful and that his wife can't satisfy him... idk why but I felt so good whenever he used to humiliate his wife... after a few long and hard strokes he came inside my pussy.. we did a few more rounds he came twice in my pussy and once on my tits. I was so sore couldn't walk for days. This stayed on for a few months the best part was that he used to degrade his wife calling her a used slut and that she had a loose pussy unlike me and that she was an old hag. We used to laugh at her naked pictures and made love almost every day. Fast forward a few months later I got into uni and got a bf but whenever I have sex with him I think of the middle aged tutor who took my virginity and made me his slut.

I am a 32 year old who works in an event management company largely working in the sports industry. And when we handle large sports events normally a crew of around 8-10 of us travel to the various venues and stay at the venue for the duration of the event.

We had the honour of hosting a major sports league in Goa and 8 of us decided to travel for it. Our rooming situation were normally in 4 or 5 star hotels where the event hosts would provide us rooms. And we would normally group make and female Collegues together.

This time however, there was an uneven number of men and women and so one of us had to room with one do the girls. Sana a young 24 year old had just joined us handling social media and having sat next to my desk at office was quite comfortable with me. Hence volunteered to share the room with me. Ofcourse, we did get rooms with separate beds as is our professional protocol. But nothing stopped my mind from wandering.

Sana was short, very fair and had brownish hair. Beautiful eyes and a coy smile. She always wore tight tops and yoga pants to work as we didn’t really have a dress code except on event days. So while her breast were small it was firm and bounced in a way that made you hard with just a glance. She was also quite athletic and so you could see quite a few men giving her yearning glances when she walked past them.

While work was great, staying away from home for a month or more meant almost no action. The only way to find relief was rub one out when I’d find the time. With my other roommate in the past it was quite easy as he would normally step out of the room to speak to his wife or take a walk. And I would have the room to myself. But now with a woman in my room i had to be in my best behaviour. Hence the only chance i would get was when i knew i had the room to myself for an hour when she was away for a meeting and I didn’t have to attend it, or to do it in the shower late evening when she was asleep. Imagining Sana slowly take her top off and play with her boobs was an image that always helped me.

As the days went further. I got more desperate and more adventurous. Ofcourse i had to make sure I didn’t get caught else I’d be in trouble. But I began masturbating under the covers when both if us were in bed and she was asleep. I’d quickly slip my shorts off under the cover keep a few tissue papers in my pocket handy for me to finish into and tug my self to pleasure.

The thought of her small juicy rosy lips around by erect cock made my penis pulse with pleasure as my strokes got faster and faster. I’d imagine myself running my fingers through her hair as her head bobbed up and down with her wet tongue tickling my tip. Within minutes I’d be shaking as ropes of semen would be ready to shoot out of me.

But the inevitable happened one day. Sana and I returned to our room after a long day of set up for the event. And we had the day off the next day. The calm before the storm. “I want to take a warm shower and just pass out” Sana moaned quite tired from the long day. “Me too” i said with a smile on my face. “Yo go first” i said as i took off my footwear and lay down on my bed.

Sana kept her clothes laid out on the bed and hopped into the shower. I could hear her hum a tune as the sound if the shower added to the background. I lay down on my bed closed my eyes and began to imagine her in the shower. As she ran her fingers across the breast and stomach slowly. Soaping her self. Then slowly venturing downward to soap her crotch. I instantly had a hard on and a smile in my face.

As i got happier and happier. I heard the bathroom door click open. She stepped out with just the white hotel towel wrapped around her saying “shit i forgot my clothes could you please turn around ?” But i scrambled to hide my boner and fumbled and fell off the bed. The loud this shocked her and she smiled asking what i was doing. “Nothing” i lied. But the towel needed halfway at her thighs. And seeing her naked thighs made me gawk with desire. She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran back into the wash room to change and came out in a second swing her hair. “Your turn she said”

I went into the shower took my clothes off and stepped in. To my surprise i saw a maroon push-up bra that was washed and keep to dry on the towel rack. Ofcourse i touched it and felt it. But wouldn’t have dared to do anything more. I finished my shower and stepped out in my towel. While i always take my clothes in. This time I’d purposely left it out to walk past her topless. Not like i was built or anything. Just felt like it was thrilling. She saw me in my towel and smiled and said “you forgot your clothes too? “. Yes I said with a sheepish smile but as i walked past her i dropped my towel ans made it look like a mistake. She saw my butt and covered her eyes. I picked my towel up apologising and quickly ran back to the washroom to put my clothes on. But deep down i knew what i was doing.

A few moments later. We’d forgotten about it and were lying down on each others beds and talking when she suddenly mentioned. “I guess we got to know each other a little more today”. “ but thats not fair you saw me naked. But you were fine” i said almost in protest. “Maybe next time” she joked.

In about half an hour we both had decide to go to sleep. But after the images i saw today i was sure I wanted to treat myself to the image i saw today and slowly took my shorts off under the covers. My eyes were not yet adjusted to the dark and I didn’t realise she too was awake. She looked at me as my hand slowly bobbed up and down under the covers.
“Ummm..” she, sending a shock down my spine and breaking the dead silence “do you need help with that?” She inquires.

I was shocked and embarrassed at first and extremely terrified as I didn’t not realise what had happened and froze like a statue. I wasn’t sure if she was angry and sarcastic or why she said that. But in a few seconds i could hear her covers come off and her light footsteps plod towards me. My eyes slowly adjusted and i could see her face in the dark room right next to me now. She smiled a little and lifted my covers to get in.

As she slipped in i could feel her warm thighs against mine. She too had removed her night pants and was sleeping in her underwear and T-shirt. It took me a few seconds to realise what was happening but i embraced it fully and wrapped one of my hand around her and got my face closer to hers. She ran her fingers though my chest hair as she embraced me. My right hand had ventured down to her waist and slowly made its way to her firm butt. With a slight hesitation we kissed as my hand squeezed her right butt check. Her hands too slowly went adventurous and landed near my cock and fiddled with my balls. I too soon made my way towards her pussy and attempted to finger her. Just my middle finger went in as i began to slowly rock it in and out in a circular motion.

She moaned softly and lifted her T-shirt with one hand revealing her breasts. Like a full moon on a dark night her moly white boobs lit the room as i bowed my head down to get a nibble. Her other hands has made its way to my cock and has stated stroking it gently. I used my index finger to play with the opening of her ass as i continued to finger her pussy. She moaned a little more ans began to stroke my cock harder and harder. With every faster stroke i came closer to arrival and ecstasy flowed through my veins. I began pulsing like I usually do before I’m about to cum. It became more and more intense. Almost like someone was shaking me by my shoulder. Three more pulses and suddenly i woke up with a jerk. It was Sana. She was all dressed from her shower and was attempting to wake me up. “Hey it’s your turn. You fell asleep” she said. I sat up on my bed confused ans just realised what had happened.

I took my clothes, and towel and walked toward the shower with my imagination running wild. Well possibility are still there for it to happen. Right ?

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The lock turned, and she pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh—roommate,” she whispered, easing the door open. “She’s probably asleep.”

Inside, it was pitch dark. She took my hand and led me forward, and I followed blind, completely lost in the geography of her apartment. I could make out the vague shapes of furniture and nothing else.
Then she stopped—suddenly, without warning—and I walked straight into her from behind.
There was no hiding it. For the second time in our short history, my body announced itself against her before I could do anything about it.
A giggle escaped her, quickly smothered by her own hand. “That again,” she whispered over her shoulder, delighted, barely keeping it quiet.
“It has a mind of its own around you,” I whispered back. “I take no responsibility.”
“Clearly.” She leaned back into me, deliberately this time, and I heard her breath catch as she settled against me in the dark. My hands found her hips on instinct.

I kept close as she led me through the dark—closer than I needed to, my hips staying flush against her from behind, because it felt good and she’d made it clear she didn’t mind. Every step became a slow, deliberate drag of my body against hers, and I felt her breath change with it. She pressed back into me just as much, one hand reaching behind to keep me there.
“You’re not making this easy,” she whispered, and I could hear the smile in it.
“You started it. Stopping in the middle of the room like that.”
“Mm. My mistake.” She rolled her hips back against me, unhurried, and it was my turn to bite back a sound. “Terrible, terrible mistake.”
I dropped my mouth to the curve of her neck, one hand splaying across her stomach to pull her in tighter, and she let her head fall back against my shoulder. Then she found my hand again and tugged, more urgent this time.
“Okay—bedroom. Now. Before I forget my roommate exists.”
The door clicked shut behind us.

She flicked on a lamp—the room bloomed into soft light. It was tiny and cozy, barely enough space for the bed and a little sofa crammed against one wall, everything close and warm.

And then she turned around and became an absolute menace.
“So,” she said, all innocence, drifting toward the far side of the room. “Can I get you a drink? Water? I think I have wine somewhere.”
I stared at her. “A drink.”
“Or—” she gestured at the little sofa, biting back a grin, “—you’re welcome to crash there. If you’re tired. Long night, early class and all.”

After the hallway. After all that. “You’re evil,” I said.
“I have no idea what you mean.” She leaned back against her dresser, arms crossed loose, thoroughly enjoying herself. The lamplight caught her red hair and the curve of her smile.

“You dragged me through your apartment in the dark,” I said, stepping toward her, “nearly gave us both away giggling, and now you want to know if I’d like a water.”

“I’m a good host.” She didn’t move, but her eyes tracked me closer, and the tease was fraying at the edges—her breath giving her away. “It’d be rude not to offer.”

I closed the last of the distance and put my hands on the dresser on either side of her, caging her in without touching, close enough to feel the warmth coming off her. “Offer declined,” I murmured.

Her composure finally cracked into something hungrier. “Thank god,” she breathed, and reached for my shirt.

She yanked me in and the tease evaporated—all that held-back pressure breaking at once, like a valve finally opened. We crashed together into a kiss that had none of the patience of the hallway. Her hands were everywhere, dragging my shirt up, and I broke away just long enough to pull it over my head.

Then it was frantic. She pulled her own shirt off in one motion, and I got my first real look at her in the lamplight—black bra, the swell of her breasts rising with each fast breath—before she was on me again, mouth hot against mine, hands splayed across my bare chest.

I didn’t know where to touch first. That was the honest truth of it. My hands moved over her like they couldn’t decide—her waist, the curve of her hips, up her back—greedy and overwhelmed, trying to take in all of her at once.

“Slow down,” she laughed against my mouth, breathless, though she was the one who’d started the storm. She wasn’t slowing down either.
She got my belt open, worked at the button of my jeans, but they stayed on—half-undone, forgotten the second her hands slid back up to my shoulders and pulled me down with her toward the bed. She landed under me in just the black bra and matching panties, hair fanned out, chest heaving, looking up at me like she’d been waiting all night for exactly this.
“You’re staring again,” she whispered.
“Can you blame me?”
Something shifted in me then—something that shoved all the conditioning and the careful politeness clean out of the way. Pure instinct. I pushed her back onto the bed, eyes locked on hers, and she read it instantly. Her breath caught; she knew exactly what had come over me, and she wanted it.

I slid my hand under her bra and went straight for her nipple, rolling it, giving it a firm pinch. Her eyes squeezed shut and a sound tore out of her—that knife’s edge between pain and pleasure—her back arching up off the sheets.

I dragged my mouth down her neck, biting, sucking at the soft skin there while she gasped and gripped my shoulders. Then lower, to the sensitive skin beneath her arm, dragging my tongue across it—somewhere she clearly didn’t expect, because she shivered hard and let out a broken little laugh that dissolved into a moan.

And I deliberately, pointedly, did not go near her crotch. I could feel the heat radiating off her, the way her hips kept lifting, searching for contact I refused to give. Every time she tried to guide me lower I’d move somewhere else—her ribs, the underside of her breast, the dip of her waist.
“You’re doing that on purpose,” she managed, her voice wrecked.
“Doing what?” I murmured against her skin, giving her back exactly what she’d done to me with the couch.

“Bastard.” But she was grinning through it, breathless, her whole body strung tight and desperate.