Erotica PervUniverse- Dilip's Memoir

[Mohan Ahuja]

Thinking back, I couldn’t but pity myself for being such a nerd pampered child. It was year 2015.

My father worked in Dubai and hence I was brought up by my mother and occasionally by my paternal grandparents, my Dada and Dadi. They were my favourite and visiting them and being visited by them were always a joy, especially for the gifts and sweets my dada brings.

My mom Bhanu, was a goddess even at the age of 40, a beauty that would turn heads whenever she walk streets but a loving faithful one to her family. It was around December, Dad said he couldn’t come for holidays and I had been tired from the exams. I was worried for my vacation, with no dad and my lack of friends, the holidays will have to be spend at home, which to be frank I was fine to an extend but a part of me did crave something or someone.

It was during those thoughts that my mom proclaimed that Dada is coming home for the holidays. Dadi was unwell to travel and she is being taken care of my cousins and uncles.

By afternoon 3, Dada was home. When enquired about Dadi and cousins, Dada said ‘Oh I let them stay there. I wanted to spend more time with my favourite grandchild.’ Smiling at me and my mom. I was elated?. He had brought lots of chocolates, gifts and many books for me to read for the holidays. ‘BEST HOLIDAYS EVER…’ I wanted to shout out loud.?

I knew mom was excited too. It is always a pleasure when someone comes. She had prepared well. She had been in the kitchen from morning. This was another thing that I loved about my Dada’s arrival. My mom’s delicious foods. Even though Dada’s farm activities had blessed him with a well-built muscular body at the age of 63, he was a diabetic and had cholesterol as well. Mom still made sweet deserts and fried and oiled dishes, which for my benefit will be more had by me than Dada.?

Dada was in his mundu and a shirt and had comfortably seated beside me while my mom sat at side of our living room in her saree. (Yeah I know, she was so excited, she changed herself into a stunning red saree).

‘Dilip, why don’t you go out and buy some pappad for our biriyani.’ My mom told me handing me 20 rs. I frowned as my mom left for kitchen.

‘Hey, go get something for yourself too, when you go out, maybe that game you had told me last time I came’, Dada snuck me a 500Rs note.

I was running. I went to our shop to buy pappad and then walked along the street. Yes, the game, the latest NFS game. I had always wanted the latest one and I had asked Dada to buy me one last time he came, maybe he forgot the name of the game, but I was happy to travel the 30 mins cycling for the game?‍.

It was late 6, when I returned and I was dead hungry. I saw light in my mom’s room and dada’s guest room light was switched off. I guessed he must have been tired and went off to sleep. I could hear giggles from mom’s room but I was too focussed on mom’s lunch. To my surprise, the dining was as it had been when I left. It was untouched.

‘Dada didn’t even have his lunch?’ I wondered?. ‘Too tired maybe’ But I couldn’t spend more time thinking. I had to eat. I pulled the chair. It made a lot noise and I started to have my dinner.

In 5 minutes, Dada and mom came in. They came in together. ‘What a coincidence.’ I thought to myself. Both had changed their clothes. Dada was wearing our Dad’s lungi and bare chested. Mom had changed into her nighties. Both looked tired. ‘I must have woken them up’ I worried myself. We had our dinner and Dada kept the mood going with his jovial converstions. Me and my mom laughed.

After filling our stomach, Dada said he’s off for a bath, he asked mom for oil.

‘Please wait, I’ll get it to you once I’m done with the dishes.’ Mom replied with a smile. It had been long since I had seen her so happy.

I went off to watch TV? and within few minutes mom was going with oil to the guest bathroom. I followed her as I wanted Dada’s phone? for games. The guest room was past the guest bathroom and I saw Dada in his lungi sitting on his stool waiting for mom to oil him up. This was not an uncommon act, I was the one who had the job to massage Dadi’s leg whenever I went there although I never seen her oiling him up when someone else was also home, like my dad. But that was very rare, so I had nothing to be suspicious about. I asked Dada for his phone and he agreed with no thoughts. I looked at mom and she was fine too. I expected some rejection from mom, she always complained when I spend too much time on phone or TV. ‘Wow, she was definitely in good mood’ I thought to myself.

Excited, I went to his room, took the phone and started gaming. Almost half an hour passed without any disturbances, when phone notified battery low. I walked fast to the bathroom asking aloud, ‘Dada, phone is almost dead, where is the charger?’

I could hear some commotion in the bathroom as I reached there and I saw Dada almost naked, only a towel covering his crotch, forming a tent and mom kneeling beside him, she wasn’t looking at me. I guessed she was oiling his legs but I could also see mom rubbing her lips with the back of her palm as if to clear away drool?. I was more focussed on the charger.

‘Dada, where is the charger?’ I was a bit scared now. His face was all red with frustrated.

‘Go check my bag or room, it must be somewhere’ he snapped back trying his best to cover his frustration ‘and… stop running around. You scared the shit out of mom and me.’

‘I… I’m sorry’ I turned.

But I knew he was sorry for snapping back at me like that for his face has changed.

I went to Dada’s room to pick up the charger and walked back. This time the bathroom door was closed and tap was running?. ‘Dada must have started his bath’. But through the sound of the splash of water I could hear the sound of moan of a woman and Dada’s grunt but I didn’t care. I had Bounce to play in Dada’s phone and if he had started bathing, I might have to stop it soon. But for my surprise, his bath was long and neither mom nor my Dada disturbed me.

Dada was back after about one hour and sat by me. ‘Hey, I’m sorry for snapping at you early, you really scared me. I’m sorry.’

‘Its fine, it really is…’ I had actually forgotten about it by then and I hugged him.

‘Isn’t it your bedtime now?’

‘Yeah, Good night Dada.’ I stood and walked to my room. My mom was watching us and I walked passed her, waving a good night to her as well. She too seemed to have taken a bath and she smelled the same fragrance as Dada did. Now, thinking back, I think my mom did sneaked past me from Dada’s bathroom when I was busy gaming?, but I wasn’t sure and even if it was. I didn’t care…

It was a wonderful day…

Hi, guys, this is an experimental venture, PervUniverse, this will be collection of short stories of different characters and I plan on weaving them together at various parts (a sort of like GoT or MCU stuff) I know the story was too subtle and had no actual scenarios and it will surely be there in upcoming episodes. Till then I’d love your suggestions and feedback for further episodes and how to proceed.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi friends, this is a part of a series I am working on, PervUniverse, although this is a series, it is actually a collection of short stories, so you can start to read, any order you want. Enjoy


Year: 2017

Dana was in her mid-40s. She was not one of those physically well maintained curvaceous mom. She was a bit plumb, busty woman. She made for her physical fitness with her smartness. From a job as a maid, she had grown to be the principal of one of the top colleges of the state, within a span of 20 years. ??‍?

A thin but good built boy in his 20 stood in front of her, his head held down. She could see bruises in his eyes and lips.? Dana was in dilemma. It had been her adopted son Abhi and his friends work. She never expected such an act from him. They had a heated argument yesterday and he had left home. He had argued that he was innocent and the physical misbehaviour were his friends act, but he didn’t object when she enquired about the bullying of the kid. He had texted? that he’ll be at his friend’s house for a few weeks today morning and that was calming.

Dilip had lifted his head up to face her by then. Apart from the bruises the kid looked very cute and calm. ‘No wonder he gets picked up the boys’ she thought to herself ‘And what should I do with him?’.

Her thrive for success had left her single most her life. She did went out for dates and had some relations as well but never from her college. She had been strict on that. ‘Maybe she could break it for once’. Various thoughts kept rumbling in her. Most of which wanted to take in the calm boy there on the office itself. She felt like wiping the stuffs off her desk and pull out every inch of her clothing material and be taken on the table. She could feel her shawl sliding through her shoulders and one look up, saw his eyes lighting up.?

‘This is no ordinary scenario. My son hurt him and I must help him’ she supported herself. She stood up, her shawl still clinging at edge of the shoulder, a thin line of cleavage visible, the kid was drooling. She came near him and he smell the awesome fragrance of her scene as she closed in. He never knew that sense through nose could get him a hard on.

‘Why don’t you come by my house today? I’ll make it upto you?.’ She whispered with a wink and turned?. ‘You may leave now.’

‘Yes Ma’am.’ He went out nervously. She couldn’t hide her smile.

By 6 she heard the doorbell ring. She had been ready for him. She opened the door in her robes and pulled him inside. Dilip took a moment to view the whole room as she locked the front door. With Abhi gone, she had the whole house to herself.?

‘Don’t worry, no one will disturb us tonight’ she whispered from behind and walked ahead to drink a glass of water. She swayed her hips and Dilip took in the movement of the huge balls with awe. She offered him water and wine but he just shook his head.

The kid seem still nervous. Dana walked towards and pushed him to the couch. She pulled out her robe revealing a sexy transparent lace lingerie?. One of those lingeries she had saved for this sort of rare sex occasions. Dilip was drooling all over. She leaned forward and placed her forefinger on his head, sliding it down, through his and pausing as it reached his lip?s. She parted his lips with her forefinger. His lusty eyes were still focussed on her busty breasts.

‘Are you nervous?’ she enquired softly. He nodded.

‘Do you want me?’ He nodded again.

‘Then take me. Let me make it up to you for what my son did. Don’t you want that? Take the mother of the boy who bruised you? Here I am. The most authoritative woman in your college seeking for you.’ She said, each word with soft delicacy and lust.

He had taken of his look from her breasts and stared at her eyes for a few seconds. ‘Show me your bedroom.’ He murmured, but well enough that she could hear it.

Stunned by his sudden masculinity, she pulled his arms and guided him towards her bedroom. He didn’t know what was turning him on. The fact that the principal of his college??‍? almost begging for his cock or the fact that he was going to fuck the mother the bully who had hurt him.

As soon as they reach the bedroom, Dilip spun her around and pushed her towards the wall. She stood there, he back to the wall. He took his steps in calm patience towards her. She could hear his breath and so could he, hers. He brought his head towards her left shoulder and blew. His first touch on her naked flesh was that of his hot breath on her shoulder. He let his breath move towards side, towards her neck. Air was getting harder to take in as his breath came closer to her neck and in a second she could feel his lips on her neck. He began with a gentle smooch. She felt herself draining with his touch, her kness were trembling, it might bend any time soon. In a few seconds he had escalated his gentle smooch to that of a French kiss on her neck?. He was like a vampire.

He left his kiss and face her. She was trembling. The most authorative woman trembling before him with pleasure and excitement. He had his arms placed to the sides of her belly and then kissed her cheek. He was kissing her in with vast patience and accuracy. Each move with that of a surgeon’s precision. Dana was mesmerised by the kid’s sudden transformation. ‘He is so good at this’ she heard herself.

Of all the sexual partners she had, she had never met someone so calm with his work, she was already excited and he had not kissed her yet. She wanted his kiss. As he stood in front of her staring at her, she lunged forward for her kiss, but he stopped her with his finger. With a smile, he moved forward and placed a peck on her lips. ‘Is that all she’s going to get?’ she wanted to cry out loud but she felt his hands movies down towards her panty. He started rubbing her through her panty. She was dripping wet and she could feel his finger rubbing her wetness. He was smiling all this time. She struggled to hold her moan and then let out a gasp ‘Mmm… Ah…’. The kid was toying with her, but even his rubbing was perfect.

Dilip pulled out his hand and started unbuttoning his shirt and in quick, was out of his pants as well. He stood there naked in front of her. His hard boner almost stretching out to poke her, but he steadied himself. He unclasped her bra and releaved her off any clothing as he pulled off her panty. They were both naked now. She, with her voluptuous body and he in his thin skinny figure with a strong hard on. She could almost wrap around him, even though they were almost the same height.,

Dana gasped at the boy’s cock?. Although she have seen or had cocks larger and longer than that, she never remember urging for a cock as much as this was. He stopped her again as she extend her hands towards his cock. He wasn’t done yet. He kneeled before her and pressed her towards the wall. She had her left leg pulled up and placed on a stool beside him. She expected a kiss below but he was even lower, he was kissing her thighs. Oh kid, you are killing me. As if he heard her think, he moved his kisses from her thighs to her pussy. It was all wet for him.

He blew her gently from outside. Oh my God, he is turning me on even with his breaths. He kissed around her outer lips, still holding on to his patience, occasionally bringing his tongue for some delicate licks, nothing yet penetrating. Breath, kiss and gentle licks. He was masterfully using all three actions as she struggled for breath, struggled for strength to stand. She was melting. She never knew when, but his tongue was inside her by now. She wished to open her eyes, she wished to moan out aloud, but she could not. He was draining every inch of her energy.

After a session of oral pleasure, Dilip turned to the large king sized bed?. He sat at the edge of, his one hand on his hard on. He was waiting for her. As she stepped forward, he signalled stop and pointed down. She looked at him quizzically.

‘On your fours…’ he demanded. Dana was taken aback for a second. What had happened to this kid? But she obliged. She was on her fours and crawled towards him. He was owning her and somehow she was excited by that. A lift of power from her shoulder. She was giving up everything to this calm, precise, perfect boy.

Dilip awed at the beauty crawling towards him. Her big, busty breasts hanging down that he could stop her there and milk her like a cow, but he was done with the teasing. He needed her soon although he couldn’t let her know. He couldn’t let his guard down. Not yet… But the view was mesmerising. The big fat woman on her fours… Her huge round ass wobbling at the back. He was craving to grab that ass and spank it to red. But… Not yet… He kept his guard up…

She was enjoying this. Letting him take the power but she knew he was losing it too. She wanted him to keep that power. As soon as she reached she didn’t kneel up as he had expected. Instead, she bend even further, kissed his toes, licked them. He could feel him throbbing. She lifted her head up and levelled herself to his cock and then looked at him. He was urging for her and she could see it in his eyes. He may cover his desire with his authoritative voice and demands but his eyes were giving him out.

‘Do you want me to serve you, Master?’ She was giving him back his power. But it was too much. The call of ‘Master’ from the voice of the principal of his college, from the mom of the most athletic, smartest and popular kid was too much for him, but he couldn’t give up and he just nodded.

And with a smile, she blew to his cock. ‘Two could play this game’ and she couldn’t hide her smile?. He was smiling too but his eyes were closed as if he was in a dream world. Her hot breath on his throbbing hard cock. Then a kiss, then a subtle kiss, a light lick?. ‘Was she trying to outsmart him?, she pulled out all the cards she hid before giving him a full blowjob?.

It was exciting to drain back the power after giving him all of her strength. Her head bobbed in and out of his cock. Her long nail poking his back. Occasionally, she found time for his balls and pleasured them with her nails, lips and tongue.

As his strength drained his pleasure was escalating, his guards were all gone and by the turn of events he was on the bed and she was blowing him. She acted as if he still owned. She loved that. The authoritative man inside the skinny, lame boy. He regained himself as he gently pulled her hair and brought her towards him. He still hasn’t kissed her and her lips were drooling?.

‘I want you… Lie back… Its time, I have you’ he grunted.

She obeyed and lied on her back. She watch him tower before her. He brought his cock before her lips.

‘Kiss him once more.’ He demanded and she did. She placed a smooch on his cock. He then let his cock slide through her?. He was some sort of christening her, but she didn’t care. She wanted to be fucked right now. His cock glided through the gap between the huge melons and then her belly, poked her belly button and brought towards her entrance.

She thought he might need guidance but he was a pro. He slid inside her in slow. They were one by now. She could feel tears rolling through her with excitement. He moved, slowly picking up pace.

‘Ah…’ she moaned slightly, the loudness increasing with each stroke, so was his grunt.

After a comfortable pace… they fucked… In unison, she moaned and he purred. He had his hands on her breasts and her hands on his ass as if to pull him more inside.

They were at the peak of pleasure. Lust, excitement, pain, a mixture of emotion that was too much for both of them to hold on to.

‘Oh God’, ‘Ah’, ‘Fuck fuck fuck’, these seemed to be the only words she could voice right now. He didn’t speak, he just grunted.

He started to slow his pace and pulled himself out. ‘Turn around, I want to fuck you doggy’ he demanded.

‘Yes, Master’…

‘Oh fuck… again Master… Why is that word exciting me so much’ he thought to himself.

She was on all her fours by then, just like she a few minutes before. He grabbed those humungous melons. They were bigger than his hands could hold. He kissed them and then pulled out his cock to fuck her doggy.

The ‘Ah..’s and the ‘God..’s continued. He fucked her doggy, he pulled on hairs and slapped her ass. He was like a cowboy riding a horse. The fuck and slap acted in harmony. This time, both of them were drained off energy. He couldn’t hold anymore and after all this hours of power, he gave the last opportunity to her.

‘Where do you want your Master’s cum?’

She was surprised, she didn’t know what to say. She didn’t care, she could take his cum anywhere in her body. The boy had made her cum too.

‘Tits… Cum on my tits’ she blurted out finally.

She turned and lied on her back, watching him stroke before her. She muscled her breasts together awaiting the arrival of his cum, like a princess waiting for her prince… and he came… he came… he came a lot…???

The night had just began, they resumed their fuck. After 2 sessions, they ordered pizza?. They had pizza naked on the very bed they fucked. She held the last piece of pizza between her teeth and brought it toward him. He took bit from the pizza, their lips touched and soon did their tongues as well. They could taste the cheese and the spicy flavour of pizza and they kissed?.

The fuck session continued late night. Trying out different positions and teases. The boy kept impressing her more and more. She couldn’t but wonder how he had learnt all this. He wasn’t a virgin for sure…

And that is a story for later...

Hi Guys, this is the second installment to my experimental venture PervUniverse, hope you guys liked it and it would be really motivating to have your feedback and response to proceed with this style. I'd also welcome suggestions or ideas that you'd like to see in the upcoming episodes.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi friends, this is a part of a series I am working on, PervUniverse, although this is a series, it is actually a collection of short stories, so you can start to read, any order you want. Enjoy

Year: 2017

That was one of Abhi’s bad day. He had no plan to attack his junior as had happened. It was that pothead Neeraj’s act??‍. He just wanted to maintain the senior’s authority in the college and Dilip just turned out to be easiest prey. He actually liked the kid although he never pretended so. He admired the kid’s calmness and patience but felt pity at his inability to look out for himself, which was one of the reasons he kept nagging him. He expected a negative response when he demanded him that he need a place to stay for a while but Dilip just nodded.

Dilip’s mother, Bhanu, was very welcoming. She was a sculptured beauty?. A bit skinny but well round breasts and ass?. A vivacious and elegant woman. It was easy to acquaint with her and they had become very good friends. Over time, they had become very close that they shared almost everything with each other, especially him, his girlfriends, activity with friends, his sex escapades and lately his bullying with her son. After an initial moments of frowning, she got hold of herself and surprised him by saying that she trusted him.

‘Dilip never had a father figure to look up to. His father was rarely home. He was pampered by me and his grandparents. I always thought that was fine and it was late when I realised my mistake. He has to be pushed Abhi. He has to go out, venture the beauty of the outside world, make girlfriends, sneak out with them. I tried but I never could… I was a failure as a mother’ Tears started drop from her?, she leaned on his shoulder. ‘I know I might be asking you a lot. But help him, save him and thereby save me. You are the only man I could seek help now.’

Abhi patted her shoulder and calmed her. Had it been any other woman, he might taken the opportunity of her vulnerability, but she was different. She cheered her up and took on the mission.

All she asked was never to hurt him, which was why he had called her first as soon as he heard about the attack. She said she trusted him and that it was okay, these things happen.

Bhanu called her son as soon as she heard the news?. Although, the motherly part of her was worried, she was surprised by Dilip’s reaction. He didn’t complain. The kid who used cry the moment even a small cut happened to turn had changed. She felt happy for him.?

A week passed and the commotion has subsided. He still stayed at Dilip’s house? which for his surprise seemed to be fine for his mother as well (well, his adopted mother). Maybe she must have started dating someone. Abhi didn’t want to pry? as he waited for her to present it herself. Moreover, he loved spending time with Bhanu. It had almost became a home for him, a second home where he brought his girls. Bhanu was fine with it, although she would make a smirky face? or a funny remark on it, like ‘Hey, I gave you a room, not a sex cave’?

Today he brought Gia. Gia could be described as one of those girls god had sculptured with utmost effort and then forget to fill her with a brain. A petite beauty. She always had a thing for Abhi. Abhi had made his interests clear but today for some reason, he was horny and Gia seemed fine with a sex session. Abhi’s room was downstairs next to Bhanu’s room. They shared a common wall. Dilip was reluctant to give up his upstairs room and Abhi was fine with it.

He sneaked her into his room?. Even though, he knew Bhanu was fine with this, for some reason he didn’t want her to know it. He saw Bhanu’s room closed but could hear the tap running in her bathroom?. Lately Dilip also hadn't been home. But that was something that never bothered him.?

‘Hey it’s fine… It’s just me…’ He called out loud to Bhanu.

‘Okay’ Bhanu replied back.

Gia was giggling on his bed? when he came in. She had let her hair loose, just like Bhanu comes out after her shower?, although it is attractively wrinkled and long unlike Gia’s. They were both almost the same shape. Bhanu a bit more thicker and more curvy and tall. Gia was short. He found his mind driving away and focussed back to Gia. The very thought of Bhanu giggling on his bed, waiting for him, brought him a hard on and he jumped forward?.

Bhanu was in her towel?‍. She was getting ready for her bath when she heard the front door open. She could hear the sounds of giggle from the next room. Abhi had brought one of his girlfriends for today. This wasn’t the first time he brought one, but this was the first time she was free enough to listen to them. A part of her wanted to avoid prying into it but the giggling was getting louder as if it were meant for her to hear. She halted her decision to bath and lied on her bed prying to sound of the lovers next room?.

He heard the tap stop. She must be going to bath. He faced Gia, but his thoughts were next room. Thoughts of Bhanu prancing in her towel getting herself ready for her bath??. Both Gia and he had taken off their cloths. They were both very excited, one for her long crush and other of the thought of his crush could be hearing them. She stopped as he started to go down on her.

‘Fuck Me first… I want that inside of me… fast…’ She was ogling at the long hard cock of his.

He wanted that too. He pushed himself up and gently slided his cock inside her. She tried to surpress her moan and she did to an extend.

Bhanu never know she could hear this much when concentrated. She could hear the whispers, even the gasps.

‘Abhi, this is so… big…’ the girl was whispering.

‘Okay, I’ll be gentle,’ He said back. He wasn’t whispering.

Bhanu could hear more moans. It was getting more a frantic. She could feel the girl withering with pleasure as he was pushing deeper into her. She pulled off her towel. She wanted that pleasure, that huge cock. She wanted to moan like the girl next door. She had to be the one next door. Her fingers had slided between her thighs, which her left hand grabbed her breasts.

Gia tried to close her mouth but Abhi pulled it away.

‘It’s all right, I want to hear your voice.’ Yes, he wanted to hear her voice, not for him to hear, for the goddess next door to hear. He pushed inside her more and more. He wanted her to scream with pleasure…?

‘Ah… Yes…’ Her voice was escalating. ‘Oh my God… Fuck me Abhi…’ she felt free. This was heaven. She could scream with excitement?.

Abhi kept moving with a grin. He was enjoying this too.

Bhanu couldn’t hold on to this anymore longer.

‘Ah… Fuck…’ the girl was screaming. She envied her. She was so wet and excited. She had her 3 fingers inside her, but that wasn’t enough. She wanted cock. She wanted to barge into that room, pull that girl away and jump on that huge long cock?. The cock that would make her scream… ?

She was sweating, breathing hard. She had to get this thoughts out of her… He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around and ran to the dining room for some water.

Even dining room wasn’t helping. She could still hear the moan. It was as if she was haunted by a porn actress.

‘Take me from back. I’ll turn around.’ The girl voiced.

Doggy, they were fucking doggy style. Abhi’s hand would be on her hips. Unknown to her her left hand had slid back and was pinching the ass as she drank. She had to go back to her room. She needed to end her session.

On her way, she noticed something from Abhi’s room. The door was ajar.

‘YES YES YES…’ the girl was crying added to it was the ‘BLUP… BLUP…’ resulted from the constant frictional motion between the fleshes of two lovers. He was ramming her hard and Bhanu took sneaky look through the ajar door.

There, on his bed was Abhi. His one leg on ground and other on the bed. He couldn’t see her and all she could was his muscular ass pounding a short, skinny girl who was on her fours. She had immersed herself into the pillow. That should have been me, Bhanu kept envying. She brought her fingers to her pussy. She was going to pleasure herself right there. Watching her muscular roommate fuck his girlfriend.

It was hard to hold on to her towel, it had drifted apart. She didn’t care. There she was naked, spying at a young lovers making love, fingering herself. A momentary turn of head was all it took, either one of them could catch her. The thought wasn’t tensing, rather it was thrilling. She was shaking.?

Abhi heard her door close. He knew she was no longer in the but he kept the fuck going. He still hoped she heard them. He turned her to his right so that he could reposition his leg. Now his right held ground while the left on the bed. It was during that turn, he saw her. A pair of eyes, staring at them. She was completely naked. Before he knew, he had paused himself and drooled at the naked figurine in front of him. Through the small gap of the door, the complete view wasn’t visible. But this was enough.

Gia had turned to look why the pause. ‘All right?’ she enquired.

‘Yes, my love… I was just enjoying the view…’ A reply that he gave still gazing at Bhanu.

Gia couldn’t see Bhanu because of the table and other stuffs beside her.

Abhi continued his pounding while Bhanu fingered herself. Their eyes were fixated to each other. They drifted aside only to mesmerise at the other’s naked flesh. Bhanu was craving for his muscular figure. His 6 packs. She wanted to claw his back with her fingernails. Bhanu could feel his movements inside her. They were fucking through the air. She saw his firm grip on her ass, she could feel the grip on her ass as well, the pounding and the fingering were in sync.

Abhi leaned forward, closed her eyes with his right arm and whispered’ Keep your eyes closed’ and then leaned her back. Gia obeyed and leaned back and was on knees, still taken by him. Abhi looked back at Bhanu, he wanted her see it. His hands were by her sides as moved more and more into her. Once he steadied, he brought his arms up to grab her tits. That was meant for her. Bhanu could feel that grip too. She had started to grab her breasts as well… This was how he wanted to fuck her. Her round tits grabbed in his strong firm hands while he long hard cock pounded her from behind. She wanted that too.

Abhi couldn’t hold much longer. The nude view of the woman he desired the most was too much for him to hold on to and adding to the view of her fingering at his fuck session… Abhi gasped for breath…

Bhanu couldn’t either. She might wet the whole place. She collected her towel and ran to her room…

Hi Guys, This was another short story from my experimental venture, PervUniverse, I hope you enjoy. By now I hope you get what the idea I am trying to experiment. I await your feedback and suggestions. Your responses are motivating

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi friends, this is a part of a series I am working on, PervUniverse, although this is a series, it is actually a collection of short stories, so you can start to read, any order you want. Enjoy

Year: 1995

Harshavardhan was proud of his rich land. He owned acres of land by the age of 43. Hundreds of workers worked in his farm and he had about 20 staffs to work in his house. Money, land and power had been something he was never scarce of. On further thought the three were the same. He was not one of those cruel landlord or money lenders. He understood them. He was one of them. He worked hard for this richness?.

The struggle had made him the tough man he was now. Well built, strong, a bit stocky but still hard. Strands of hairs had turned white but that never foiled his looks, it only enhanced them. He was quite hairy and he was proud of that too. He felt that the rough hair growth made him more masculine and powerful, especially his long moustache. That was his treasure?.

As he sat at the balcony of his bunglow?, he saw a young beauty in her yellow churidar and orange shawl, about the age of 24, strolling through side of his land, maintaining her gaze at him with a pleasant smile.

He knew that look. It was Dhanya. The round faced chubby beauty with a huge breasts and a round plumb back that would make anyone wish to squeeze the juice out of.? But no one dared… She was one of the workers of his land but Harsh never treated her as such. She was his favourite as well as wife Revathi’s. Dhanya was like him. Orphaned at her birth and struggled through the whims of the world by herself.

He stood from his chair and walked towards the shed, the place where he knew Dhanya was expecting him.

It was a simple building, like a storeroom?. One of the first he had and with his growth and expansions, he shifted the storeroom to a different place. He didn’t want to destroy this shed after and that decision now turned out to be better now for now that was their meeting place.

The shed had almost everything they needed especially an old bed? which might break soon with their constant jumpings and all but it served well for now. Sometimes he thought she was seeing him as a sort of sugar daddy?. But he was fine with it. Of all the relations he had, she had been the one he was most comfortable with. She knew the intentions. No commitments, just sex, but they still talked, she shared her dreams and aspirations and he was happy to lend her. But she always rejected it. She wasn’t his whore. She needed this as much as he needed, maybe more…

By the time, he reached the room, she had prepared the bed and herself and sat on it waiting for him. There was no need of formal introductions or chit chats at times. She had started to undress herself while Harsh watched. He loved that view.? The act of her taking off her shawl and the top. Her melons bouncing with excitement as she released them from the clutches of her bra. Her seductive take off of her pants was even more sensual view and then she paused herself with just her underwear.

‘Hey, where are your manners?’ she snarled.?

Harsh couldn’t hide his smile. He removed the shirt and his dhothi and was stark naked.

‘Wow, somebody was already prepared…’ she commented and pulled off her panties. ‘Come and eat me…’

Wow, she is already pumped up… Astonished by her excitement,? Harsh moved forward and bend himself. He spread her legs and placed them on her shoulders. He mesmerised at the young, vibrant pussy lips awaiting him. It was shaved and cleaned. He too wanted to eat it.

He turned right and kissed her plumb thighs. Round, a bit heavy but soft. He lead his lips to her entry and smooched her outer lips?. He didn’t wait long and pulled out his tongue and started savouring her. He could taste those pussy juices as his tongue slid more and more into her. He had ahd her many times that each part of her was by heart for him. He awaited and slid the tongue around, never letting it touch her clit. Like a predator, he waited for the opportunity. Occasionally he would stop and look up to seeher. To see her drenched in pleasure as he kept savouring more and more of her.

‘Deeper…’ she hissed… but he still waited his tongue still roamed around.? He could see her face turn red.

‘Please…’ she begged. He couldn’t hide his smile and let his tongue go deeper.

Dhanya almost jumped with pleasure when it touched?. She pulled on to his rough hair and felt his grip as he dug deeper into her with his tongue. This was why she always came to him, his ability to arouse the fuck out of her. He let his tongue toil her for few for minutes until she decided to return the favour.?

Soon, Harsh was on the bed and Dhanya was on her fours, crawling aside, watching his hairy body. She glided her hands through his fur, feeling the curves and strength of the elder man. She smiled at long hard rod of flesh between his thighs standing as if it was saluting her?‍. He loved the way she stared at the whole of him, smiling and craving. The respectful rod kept its stands as she leaned down to kiss his balls?. The two round balls in the sack. Kissing and fondling the juggling balls and then turned her attention to the long hard shaft that had been waiting for her attention.?‍♂

She licked the shaft from its bottom to the top keeping an eye on him?. Pulling back her hair, she began taking it inside her mouth, tasting it. Her head moved up and down the length and he lied letting her drug him into the pleasure of sex.

The sex progressed in their erotic manner until they heard some sounds outside the shed, it was the chatting of two women?. Dhanya and Harsh paused to listen to them. It didn’t take them much time to recognise the voices, especially the one that chattered more. It was Harsh’s wife, Revathi. The other had been their neighbour, Vega. The women rambled on about various topics, their households, gossips and once they found they were safe to proceed, Dhanya continued her blowjob session with a smile.?

They let all their senses to the sex, except for their ears. It was kept in alert. Often it made them laugh as mostly what they talked were stupid stuffs.

‘So, How’s Harshvardhan?’ Vega enquired.

That really caught their attention. The pair paused for a moment to listen to Revathi’s reply.?

‘He is fine, but I am a bit worried. He is getting old and I had caught him now a couple of times ogling at various young women in our town and I think he is having affair with some of them.’

Dhanya hid her smile and raised her eyebrow shooting straight at him. ?

‘Some of them?’ she mouthed, gently squeezing his testicles.

Harsh was flushed with embarrassment but he shook a no.


He was lying and Dhanya knew. She kept staring at him questioningly. The affair didnt worry her, she wasn’t bothered but she was curious and she loved the way he was blushing now.?

He continued shaking a no with his head and was smiling by now. ‘Please continue’ he mouthed.

She didn’t press further. She knew he’d confess to her eventually and continued their session.

The women whined about husbands and men while the pair had now changed the position. Dhanya had now turned herself and now they were doing 69. Harsh was the one still down and now with the two big globule of ass to sides, he squeezed on them as his tongue paired with the thin partition between her round ass. Dhanya was down sucking, stroking and kissing his hard cock. The session was getting more and more steamy that they had almost let down their alerted ears until they heard her name being spoke by the women.

‘I pity that girl, Dhanya. She is already 24 and not yet married. She is so immersed in her studies and job that I don’t she would ever be paired…’ They heard Revathi complain ‘… and even if she did, I doubt whether she’d know the stuffs a married woman should do, even in the bed.’?

The women started laughing.? This infuriated Dhanya, Harsh couldn’t hide his smile either. It was his turn now. He loved the chubby face turn red with temper.?

‘I’d show her what I can do.’ She whispered to him. ‘Fuck me now…’

She was so pumped now that even before he could reply, she had him inside her and slowly she moved.

Off all the dirty things that they had, this was hottest he had ever seen her. The whole of her round chubby face flushed red with anger, the bid round breasts juggling up and down and the cushion of her plumb ass punching his thighs.

The pace of the motion increased drastically and it suddenly became a hardcore session.

‘Yes, I pity her too…’ Vega added.

Pity??? Now that was like pouring kerosene to a well burning flame?. But somehow, the view just made him more turned on. Her annoyance was very cute and the cute young woman was fucking the hell out of him.

‘Pity? Let’s see who is pity when I barge open the open and she watch me with her husband’s cock deep inside me, grinding me, his hands tied to the sides. I’ll show her how to be a married woman, especially in bed.’ Dhanya growled.

And she was right. Harsh only noticed it now that she had his hands fixed on the bed with her hands and it was difficult to pull aside, with her weight benefitting her, but he had no plans for that. He was enjoying this session, he even wanted her wife to stay out and ramble more to annoy this pretty young lady.?

He couldn’t hold more. The session was breath-taking and this woman had set the bar so high that he doubted any other woman would ever be able to pleasure him like she had him, now.

‘I’m going to cum’

‘Yes… Cum on my breasts…’ She pulled herself out of him and kneeled beside the bed. He stood and shook himself.

‘Yes Give it to me. Give it to my big, round breats. I want them spilled all over me and I spread it all over and then I shall walk beside your wife, my whole body drenched in your cum. Let us see if she could recognise her husband’s cum’s smell.’

She was on fire and he didn’t wait much more as he came all over her breasts.?

Soon, the women had departed and once they made sure that it was clear, they made their out too. Dhanya kept her word. Later that evening, when Harsh was with his wife Revathi, Dhanya strode past them making almost no contact or gesture. She just wanted his wife to get her smell.

Revathi was surprised by her walk. She expected at least a smile but once she saw that Dhnya had moved past, she whispered to Harsh. ‘That Dhanya smelled weird, I think I remember that smell but it seem so distant, something that had happened long back.’?

An evil grin curved on his face, but he didn’t reply, he too walked past her. He admired the girl’s determination and confidence. She deserved better. She had told him that she dream of leaving this place, start a new life, make money, get rich and fuck with many many men.

On a cold night?, 3 months after, Harsh came to her. He had a new-born baby with him. He gave the new life he yearned, he promised to fund for her as well as for the kid. She didn’t ask anything back. Harsh had it all planned for her. All she asked was ‘One of those young women?’

‘No…’ he replied. Again, she didn’t press. She left with the kid, the very night.

There began her rise, from a simple maid, she grew, with a son not hers. Balanced her life with studies, hardwork and parenting and now she boss one of the best college of the state. She didn’t want anything from her past back in her life, even her name. Dhanya became Dana H. The ‘H’ in the name in respect for the man who changed her life. And her son, Abhi H…

Hi friends, hope you liked it and I am waiting for your suggestions and ideas that I could add to this experimental venture, PervUniverse. Thank you for the support.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Year: 1994.

This is an inc*stuous story. So if you are uncomfortable with such a plot, please ignore. You can still follow the PervUniverse plot lines. ?

Dad always called me Priya. I guess it had something to do with mom, her name was Devapriya and I too had such a 'Priya' in my name. I was fine with it. I was fine with anything my dad calls me?. After our mother left us for other man, it had been our dad who looked after me and my sister. He was an ordinary man, average built with a stubble beard in his early 40s. He was the most loving and caring person I have ever seen. I have never seen him getting angry at someone or being shouted by anyone in my life, but he was a hurt person. Mom’s betrayal still haunted him. He lived with that pain.?

Over the years, I had started to take up more of household chores and freed my dad of lots of burden. It was I who looked after my younger sister, Bhavna and with time, I had leaned the skills of cooking and I made the daily dishes?. People always appreciated my efforts and the proud eyes of my dad that glittered every time someone said ‘You are lucky to have a daughter like that’ was all the drive I needed to proceed with the efforts.?

But even with all my efforts, I couldn’t stand the pain my dad carried in him. I thought I had become the wife that he missed, but these weren’t enough, I had to cross the barrier that he was holding up.

I couldn’t brag myself as a big busty woman. No, the daily runs towards school?‍ and back had shred off the fat that had bulked up in me. I had a firm body, a bit thinny but the strong enough to hold the round curvaceous breasts and ass, both bulging quite well from my slender figure.

Once 18, I had started my preparation. I had my various sex escapades with various men. I had to prepare myself for my man. I broke my virginity with my friend and seduced his father and later after been caught by his wife, I went back to his son and then his friend. In every one of these sessions, I had only one man on my mind, that of an old hurt man with his stubble beard. ?

It was their anniversary day. I send my sister to her friend’s house. It was one of the most difficult days for my dad. I didn’t want my sister to see him that hurt. I was in my skirt that reached just below my knee and a sleeveless top as I waited for him?. He came home by 9. I had prepared dinner. He was smelling alcohol but not drunk. That was one of those reasons that made him a good father. He never came home completely drunk, just a bit enough to dip his pain.

Once we had our dinner, Dad settled on the couch, browsing through todays newspaper as I did the dishes. Once done, I sat beside him. We have been silent the whole night.

‘Dad, are you okay?’ It was a wrong question. I knew it the moment it came out of my mouth. He didn’t reply, but his face answered?. Pain, frustration, disappointment… It was a plethora of such emotions.

I scooted beside him and placed my hand on his thighs. He hadn’t changed from the pant and shirt.

‘It’s alright. It’s going to be alright’ I whispered. Again, he didn’t reply but he nodded. I could see eyes wandering through my legs from the corner of his eyes and it felt good. I gently let my feet touch his bare foot. Our toes met, my right foot and his left foot. My first toe nibbled his pinky toe. The slight touch arose from the tip of the feet to the every sensitive part in my body.?

My hand slid through his thighs and reached his zip. I could feel the rise. My father was aroused by my touch. I touched the tent formed, through the cloth and placed my index finger. In a moment, he grabbed on to my hand and looked at me.

‘Priya, we shouldn’t…’ he was perspiring heavily. I stopped him there by placing a finger on his lips.?

‘It’s okay. I want this. Let’s make this better…’ and with that I moved my hand and kissed him?. I tasted his breath. It had mix of alcohol and that was intoxicating, I was drugged by lust.

With a courage I don’t know from where, I began unzipping his pants and soon I was swallowing his cock.? The taste of alcohol was still fresh in me, but now it was mixed with my Dad’s precum tastes?. Dad had reached out his hand and placed it on my head. The barrier was falling down, he was falling for me. The thought drove me more and more excited as I increased the pace. My dad was writhing with excitement. I could feel it from his thighs. Even his hairs seemed to have stood up but I never let them take away my attention from his cock. I kept going on…

After few minutes of oral pleasure, I stood and sat on top of him, face to face?‍‍?‍?. I adjusted my position such that I could feel his cock poking my pussy. It was a signal to tell him that I had not worn panties, that I had been awaiting for this. I began unbuttoning his shirt and he pulled the top out of me?. I had no bra either. He was now naked with me on top of him, my skirt covering our genitals, his poking mine, as if it is knocking to enter.

We kissed again. ‘Let me in Dad, drop your guard and enter me. Let me serve you. Let me the woman that you crave.’ I spoke while I spoke and slowly let him inside of me. We both gasped a moment. His hand had gone under my skirt and was caressing my ass. His penis digging more and more inside me. We kissed, while I rode him.

‘Ah…’ I moaned. So did he. ‘Yes, dad… Fuck me… Let me be yours…’ I spoke. Part of me was worried with his silence, but his erection, penetration and caressing were driving. His eyes was still bulged. It was no more that of a hurt man, this was more of an excited man. A man who seem unaccustomed to elevated pleasure.

‘How long had been Dad?’

‘Its been long, my baby girl.’ Finally, his voice. ‘Not after…’ I dint want to hear more… I swallowed him…? Letting my drool flow into him and he savoured it with no hesitation.?

His hands were now on my breasts and leaned and sucked on it. I caressed his head letting him suck one me. That was the hottest view I had. My dad seeking the warmth of my body, thirsting for my breasts. He kept sucking me while I continued riding him.

After a few minutes of sucking, his hands went to my ass again. This time he held more firmly. I paused the ride for a second as he stood carrying me by my ass with his strong firm hands. He was still inside of me. I still didn’t move, but then he guided me. He fucked me standing carrying me. I was in air as I felt his cock ramming in me. I felt so little, like a simple toy but still pleasured.?

He fucked me by carrying till his hands got tired and then he lied me on the couch, took off my skirt and fucked me missionary. I cupped his face with my hands, feeling his stubble beard scratch my soft palm. He was happy. I almost wanted to cry. I had made him happy.

I pulled him by his butt when I felt he was going to pull out.

‘Don’t… I want you inside… Cum inside of me… Let me be your woman…. I am your woman…’ He was surprised? but he didn’t object. He was mesmerised and then he grunted as I felt his cum ooze out of him and squirt inside of me?. I could feel it flow deep inside of me. He stayed inside of me for a seconds, kissed me and sat.

We kissed again and listened to the radio for some time.?

It felt good. I forgot the last time I saw my dad so cheered. He was smiling. I wanted him again…

‘I think I’ll go sleep now.’?? I said and he frowned.

‘Okay…’ he said, reluctantly.

‘I’ll be in bed.’ I whispered and pointed to his bedroom?. ‘Will you be coming soon?’

In a moment I could sparkle his eyes now?. I didn’t wait for a reply as I walked naked to his bedroom. I could feel the set of eyes ogling at my firm round butt and I let him have his view…?

That was one of the best week of my life. I let my sister, Bhavna stay at her friends house for a week, which they seem more than happy. My dad took leave for a week. He called out sick and we fucked the whole week?. We were completely naked for most of the day and made love at every corner of the house, the kitchen, the bathroom?, the dining room? and on one midnight when the whole world slept, on the terrace of our house?. He came all over me, mostly inside of me. I cooked, cleaned and ate naked, sometimes with stains of his cum over me. We were lovers?‍‍? and my dad was a cheerful man. I made him happy…

I made him call me by my name. We didn’t want any more part of our mom with us and thus Bhanupriya was called Bhanu…

Epilogue:

Bhanu closed her memoir and let her sank in her thoughts. It was a fine memory with a dark ending. It always came to a dark end. They always knew it but they never spoke it until they had to. Bhanu thought of the day she finally gave birth to a boy. He was taken away from her by her dad. He called in on an old favour and gave her boy to an old landlord. That’s all she knew of it…

I know unlike the usual sex stories, this had a dark ending, but I had to bring it in for the plot to progress and I couldn’t find an easier or simpler way. I am sorry.

Hope you guys enjoyed it. Your suggestions and feedbacks mean a lot and keep following PervUniverse.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Year: 2015

Hi Guys, I am back with another PervUniverse story. Just like other stories, this also I think can be read as a standalone story, though I suggest you go through my first story, PervUniverse 1- Dilip's Memoir.

Bhavna aunty… The most dreaded woman in my life who became the most admired woman… I look back and every memory with her leaves a smile on my face.

She looked a lot like my mom… A lot in the sense, A LOT… They could be called identical twins?‍ if not for their age difference of 5 years. As much similar they were in their looks, that much contrasting were their character. Aunty was the vibrant one, the lively mischievous one? who experimented all her new pranks on me. They were really funny ones, never hurting and always before the people in my comfort zone. She cared for me.?

Mom had called Bhavna aunty because she was accompanying Dada for some spiritual tour?. Dada seemed to have some sort of pilgrimage and mom said she’d accompany him. Although, a part of me hated them for leaving me alone, the other part was excited for having the home alone for some days. I could watch TV, game, get food from outside and maybe I could stay late and watch those shows on TV which they played only late night?. But having Bhavna aunty was fine too. Her liveliness always got me involved and that was exciting. Spending moments with my hot aunty seem to have budded dirty thoughts in my mind that even in sleep the dreams circulated around me and my aunt alone our house. I looked forward for her arrival.

Aunty always had a grand entry?. She was like superman and was always crowded by people admiring and chatting with her. This time, it was my mom and dada. I wasn’t focussed on the conversation as my eyes were fixated on her.

‘Hey Dilip… 18 huh??? Guess I need to step up my pranks from now…’ She commented taking a look at me from top to bottom, with that mischievous smile?.

‘Beta, why don’t you show aunty your room. Let her go change and shower if she want.’ Mom called out to me.

Yes, with Dada occupying our guest room, I had to give up my room my aunt. I would have to sleep on the couch for today and tomorrow when they leave, I’lll take mom’s room. It had a rich king sized bed, very comfortable to sleep on.

I climbed the stairs to my room with Bhavna aunty behind me. I shot a glance back and I think I saw my Dada groping my mom’s ass for a second. I was becoming suspicious of them lately,? I feel like they were hiding something from me. I hated myself for doubting them. Mom went off to kitchen shortly after that with Dada following her and we reached our room.

My room was a mess. I knew of aunty’s arrival but I was lazy to arrange my room. I shuffled through my stuff when I heard the door close behind me.

‘Sorry aunty, give me a minute. I’ll clean this mess soon.’

‘Oh okay, keep cleaning and don’t look back. I’m going to change in here.’

That hit me like a shock?. There it was, my hot aunt stripping herself behind me. Just a few inches behind. If could just manage a peek. I have never seen a naked woman before and the opportunity was so close.

I continued my cleaning, my body and mind were at different place. I tried to get some glances and all I managed to see were her saree and blouse on the floor. One time, I took courage and saw her till the knee, her naked leg. I didn’t have the courage the go more. I wanted to see those milky thighs, stomach and every other nudity.?

‘Hey. Are you peeking on me?’ I was caught. I stood still not looking back?.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t meant too…’ I thought of something but couldn’t find anything. ‘I haven’t seen anything. I give you my word.’ I felt so stupid.?‍

She didn’t reply for a few second.

‘Hmm… This is unfair. I want you to take off your cloths as well. Only then I think I’ll be comfortable to change now.’

I had no reply for that and I took off my shirt and pants and stood with just my blue underwear. I still hadn’t looked back.

‘Turn around.’ She commanded. I didn’t object, of course.

I saw my aunt. She was in her bra and panty?. Both in matching pink colour. My eyes ran through all curves of her. She was so fit and well maintained, commanding and damn hot?. It didn’t take much moments before I had an erection.

‘What is that?’ She pointed to my erection. I tried to hide it with my hands.

‘Give me your underwear. There must be something faulty with that and turn around.’

Okay, I might not be a genius. But I aint a fool. It had nothing to do with my underwear. Erection had been something that I had been struggling with whenever I see those hot item songs and other stuffs. But I couldn’t counter my aunt and I just obeyed without any hesitance.

Still with my back to her, I stripped off my underwear. Aunty snatched it from my back. I stood there naked for a few seconds. I could hear some commotion behind. She was changing. ‘oh my God, this is more unfair’ I wanted to shout at her?. Here I was all naked while she changed herself and all I got was a peek at her in her bra and panty. I was fuming, disappointed as well as scared, but my patience always stood by me.?

I heard her walk to me. She had her hands on my balls, she played with it for a few seconds from behind and then placed a piece of clothing on my penis. I didn’t look down.?

‘Okay, now wear this and get dressed. Let us go down now.’

This was humiliating. I touched the soft fabric she had placed on my cock. It was not blue, rather it was pink. Yes, it was my aunt’s pink panty.

‘Quick…’ she ordered and in a flash I pulled in my aunt’s panty. It was fitting but wet and awkward but hot.?

I changed into my shirt and shorts but I still felt naked. The only lining of fabric that I could feel was that of my aunt’s wet panty on my cock. It was rock hard by now. My tense seem to make it even more wet.? She had left my underwear on my table. Does that mean she is walking around with nothing beneath? I wondered.?

Soon, we were down for lunch with mom and Dada.

‘What took you guys so long?’ Mom enquired.

‘Yeah well, I caught my nephew peeping on me while I changed.’

I was dumbstruck.??? It was like I was hit by a thunder. I saw the whole 3 pair of eyes? staring at me until my aunt who sat beside me began laughing out loud.

‘Oh… my sweet nephew… Always the sweet one… I missed messing with you…’ She mocked pinching my cheeks and placed a kiss on my cheek.?

I didn’t know my cheeks had turned red, but it had??. I just had been kissed by the woman (whose wet panty I am wearing) in front of my mom and grandfather. Everyone were laughing, even me.? She had left her hands on my thighs.

‘You wicked sister.’ My mom scolded in a funny way.?

It must have been the longest day of my life. To walk with an erection inside with aunt’s juicy panties, not being able to relieve myself?. Bhavna aunty seem to be following me the whole day. Even when I went off to toilet she called out to me. She groped me when we were alone.? I felt so used, but still excited. One time, she came near and whispered. ‘Do you want me to stop?’ I couldn’t answer, I just shook my head. She smiled and kissed my cheek again.?

Post dinner, we decided to watch TV?. Me and my aunt. Dada and mom said they had to sleep early and went off to sleep. We watched some cheesy romantic flick?‍‍?‍?. There were hugs, kisses, cleavages, swimsuits and other stuffs. I was enjoying it until my aunt placed her hand on my thigh.

‘Take it off, I want my panty back.’ She said.

I looked at her quizzically.? ‘Here? What if mom or Dada comes?’

She was laughing, a lot and loud. I was worried if she’d wake them up.

‘You don’t know anything, do you?’ she finally asked.

I remained my silence. ‘Know what?’ I wanted to ask.

‘You think your Dada and mom are going for pilgrimage? For prayers?’

I nodded. She was acting strange. I felt so.?

‘Oh my poor little nephew, when are you going to grow? Don’t you know that your mom is having sex with your grandfather right now in her room?’

Again, she made me dumbstruck?. She was full of surprises today. Was it another one of her pranks? But it do seem to make sense when I think of it?. A drop of tear was forming from my eye.

‘My poor one… Its alright… I get you…’ She moved forward and wiped away the tear and then she moved her head even forward and kissed me on my lips?. My first kiss. It wasn’t a perfect one. I struggled but my aunt was too good that she guided me well. Her lips and tongue were perfect. They moved along in perfect harmony.

‘Come with me.’ She whispered and led me. I followed her till we reached my mom’s room. I could hear the commotion inside. The call of ‘God’s and moans.

I saw my aunt kneeling before me and pulling down pants. She smiled at the hard cock throbbing inside her pink panty. He kissed the tip of my cock? and pulled down the panty as well and then she took me. After a whole long day of tiresome erection, it felt good to be inside her mouth. Her lips and tongue sliding by my cock. She paced back and forth and I balanced on the door of my mom’s bedroom. I could still hear the noise. There it was, my mom enjoying the pleasures of sex with her father in law while her son got blowjob from her sister.?

The oral session went on for few moments until I decided to take my chance. I lifted her head and pushed her to the wall and went down to her. I wasn’t sure of what to do or where to do, but I wanted this. I want her to enjoy. She had opened my eyes. She saved me, she had liberated me.

As she always had been, she guided me here too.

‘Not there… Yes… There…. Better…’ she whispered to my attempts. My tongue was in her now.

‘Yesss….. Good…. That’s it….’ She kept whispering her hands covering her mouth. ‘Ah… oh my God Dilip…’ It was exhilarating. To see the woman you pleasure getting excited by you. She was so turned on that I could relly taste her wetness and it was… amazing…

‘Yess…. Don’t you dare stop… You are doing good…’

‘YES… YES… DADA…’ It was my mother’s voice. I had forgotten about the fuck session inside since I dwelled inside my aunt.

‘Fuck me…’ she commanded. I loved her commanding voice.

I stopped the cunnilingus and stood up. She lifted her skirt and waited for my entry. Again, my inexperience came in but she guided me. I felt the soft touch of her palm on cock and gently she guided me in. The warmth…?

Our flesh met and I started to move.

‘Mmm… Good… Keep going…’ Bhavani whispered.

I was pumped with confidence now and I slowly increaded my pace.

‘Oh yes… Fuck me…’ Mom’s voice.

‘Mmmm… ‘ My aunt was really struggling to not make noise. She had her mouth covered with my hand. I saw her panty by the door handle and stuffed it in her mouth.?

Her wet pink panty that she had made me wear the whole was stuffed in her mouth as I continued to fuck her.

‘Mmmmm….’ She whimpered.

‘Oh yes…’ Mom voiced… Dada had climaxed?. I wasn’t done yet. We continued our session. She asked me to turn her around and I fucked her from behind as she balanced herself to the wall. The panty still in mouth. I could see the drool fall from it. Dada had climaxed twice by the time I came on her ass?.

We stood naked kissing each other, when we heard Dada walking towards the door. He must be going back to his room to not get me suspicious. We thought of our nudity, grabbed our cloths and ran gently to the side. Dada stood naked, I could the shadow of his well hung cock. Dada's eyesight might have become a bit bad with age but he seemed to know his way to guest room very well. We remained silent untill we made sure Dada had left.

We retired to our bed soon after that. It was difficult to sleep that night, for I was excited for the next few days?, when it was just me and my aunty…

Hope you enjoyed. I am happy with the positive feedbacks from you guys. I will try to keep improving and I await your suggestions as well as criticisms. With this story, I have introduced almost all the main characters in PervUniverse for now. Only 2 or 3 guest characters are there in my mind, so I really would like your ideas on how to go forward, mix up or introduce new characters or even a different plotline. Thank you...

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi Guys, I'm back with another PervUniverse plot, a bit lengthy one, sorry I couldn't short it any more. I'd recommend you go through my 2nd (The Boy Master) and maybe 3rd (The Voices) before you read this one. Enjoy...

Niraj was furious?. Gia was his girl. He had always hinted his interest in her to his friends although he doubted they took him seriously. They never took him seriously. He was just a spoilt, fat rich boy who might play the funny sidekick roles in any of those Bollywood movies. He wanted to tell his friends about his interest in her for he had to eliminate his competitors from their friends circle first. But now it was too late. Abhi had taken her?.

Abhi haven’t spoken about it, and ever since that Dilip beating incident, Abhi had been ignoring him. But the rumours were strong and he knew Gia’s crush on Abhi, everybody knew. Of all people, he should have told Abhi first. But he was late.

Niraj was the masculine version of Gia. You could say they were made for each other, except in their body structure. Gia bragged a skinny, petite structure while Niraj was a plumb, filled completely with burgers and pizza, with the fat which could only been burnt by the smoke he inhaled from the weed he had every day. But of course, their contrast in body figure was made up with their similarity in their ignorance for common sense. When Gia’s brain was filled with fashion and boys, Niraj reserved smoke and porn in his brain?.

Days he waited for an explanation or even a conversation with Abhi, but he never got one, which only made him more furious. And in porn he found his revenge. He was going to fuck Abhi’s mother, the principal of the college. He prepared his plans. He would sneak into Abhi’s house, which was easy since he was one of Abhi’s best friend and Dana knew him personally. He would then make up some excuse and then get into her bedroom and find something that could be used to blackmail her. The plan was perfect. Well… Only in his mind, of course.?

‘Hi, Niraj.’ The maid Rani opened the door for him. She was 60s, old, she had been with Dana for long and he had familiarised himself with the household with his occasional visits.

‘Sorry, Abhi is not home and Danaji is very busy.’

‘Oh, its okay, I came for some notes Abhi had.’

‘If you can find it yourself, you may come in.’

‘Yeah sure. He said it was on his table.’

Rani led him. She had to go to kitchen for work. She left him with a request to close the door when he leaves. He nodded politely and began strategizing the next phase. He sauntered to Dana’s room and started searching through her drawers. He had to find something to blackmail her. She was single. She must have something that could be used against her. His wicked mind kept whispering in him.

‘What are you doing?’ He turned to see a skinny, young man in his shorts standing by the door. He recognised the guy. It was Dilip.

‘I… I…’ He wasn’t prepared for this, but he gathered up some courage and countered. ‘I could ask the same about you.’ Niraj had started to perspire by now.

Dilip just smiled?. He seemed confident. Niraj had never seen him such, he was always a weakling that he could easily pick on.

‘I think I know what you are doing? You are not here for Abhi, you are here for Dana.’

Did the kid just call our principal by name?? Something wasn’t going right. This was not a porn movie, this was becoming a thriller movie where he was going to be blackmailed and ruined.?

‘You are here to fuck her, aren’t you?’ Dilip had started walking towards him.

What the fuck? Did the lame kid just use the F-word before him and that too referring the principal of their college?

‘Admit it and I shall make your dream come true.’ He whispered with a wicked smile.

‘Close your eyes and just trust in me’ And for some reason Niraj believed in him. He obeyed and closed his eyes. He felt a clothing covering his eye. He was being blindfolded and then led. The path which he couldn't recollect

They must have reached a room when Niraj felt his hands getting tied. ‘Hey’ he called out

‘It’s alright, trust me. Just say Red Light and you will be freed, you can go back.’ With that Dilip had raised his hands and tied the other end to the top (ceiling? He wondered)

Niraj got a blurry view when Dilip took off his blindfold. The room was lit and hence difficult to take in suddenly. He struggled with the view, until he saw it. He was tied near a bed. A large king sized bed, with a silky red sheet spread over it and on that bed stood a naked mature woman on all fours. Her figure so plumb and her breasts dangling down, her ass spread out on back and her smooth back spread like a large ground. Her hands were tied before her but her legs were free, her head almost near his cock. It was the woman he had been here for, the woman he had planned to seduce and fuck. It was his friend’s mom, who had served him whenever he came home. It was his strict college principal who had scolded him whenever he got into trouble. It was Dana aunty, it was Dana Ma’am, now Dana whore. She sat there, an inch away, naked, tied, helpless as well as hungry, only he couldn’t, for he was tied.

The moment had passed when Dilip came and sat beside her. He was naked too now. He brushed her chin and turned and kissed her. Niraj watched them kiss. They were kissing passionately, Dana wasn’t forced into it, she wanted him to, they were kissing like passionate lovers, wet and hungry. He could see her taking slight glances at her lover’s hard cock but didn’t make a move for it. Niraj watched in awe, the woman of his fantasies succumb to the puny young weakling he had thrashed last week, but somehow the humiliation was exciting.

They stopped the Dilip stood and stood behind him. ‘Here’s your gift, bitch.’

Did he just call her bitch? But before he could think further about it, he felt him unzipping his pants. His hands were smooth as it gently brushed through him, slightly fondling his balls.

‘Don’t cum. Hold it as long as you can and then you can have her, else you lose.’ Dilip whispered behind him.

Having removed Niraj off his shorts and underwear, Dilip went back to her. His hands slid through her back till it her pussy. Her wet pussy.

‘Was it he who made you wet?’ Dilip enquired.

Dana gave a shy smile. ‘Impressive. Now go, return the favour, make him cum.’ He ordered.

With that Dilip stood and found himself a seat beside the bed. He was watching them. This was like a game to game. One must hold his cum and the other should make him..

With her hands still tied, Dana crawled towards her son’s friend. She lowered her head and kissed his cock. Niraj felt a spark run through him. She had made him rock hard with a simple kiss. He may not be able to stand long, he is going to lose, but not without a fight..

He closed his eyes and conquered his strength. By then, Dana had him inside her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around him? and she bobbed to and fro.

Niraj held onto his temptation when he saw naked Dilip sliding through the bed from her back. He held something. With erotic blowjob happening below it was difficult to focus on something else. Dana seem to have noticed his return when she paused the session and turned back. Dilip’s wicked smile bore again.

‘You thought this was going to be easy for you?’ And then Niraj realised what Dilip held. It was black dildo! ‘Sorry baby, I had to balance the odds, it is very difficult for a virgin boy to not come when it is your sultry lips that’s wrapped around him.’ And with that he inserted the dildo through her pussy.

‘Ah..’ she gave a soft moan. Even her moans were tempting.

CLICK.. ?‘Oh my God that wasn’t a dildo it was a fucking vibrator!’ Niraj shout out to himself.

‘Ah..’ This time the moan was more harder. The room reverberated the sound of vibration, moan and perspiration.

Dana had to pace. She wanted a cock inside fast and that meant she had to make the boy cum. She dived in and continued tasting him. He was shaking and she knew it wouldn’t be much long, that she could hold a bit more longer. She felt they were like a train with the vibrator pulsating erotic energy from her pussy through her body and she grant that energy to the boy through his cock. She had to make him cum soon…

Dilip watched as the lust unfolded more and more before him. The view, the sound, the smell… everything reeked of sex, this was his art and now he had to step it up more and with that he clicked

CLICK…? ‘Mmmmmm….’ She moaned with cock still in her mouth. The vibrator speed had increased and it was more audible. She took a thin fabric of clothing that lied on floor below and walked towards Niraj.

How much longer should he hold on? Dana seemed to have increased her pace. It must be because of the vibrator. The busty hot woman before him was desperate for a cock and he was going to give her one. If he could hold on more.

‘I’m impressed. I thought you would’ve given up early but you are doing good and for that you deserve a gift.’ He heard Dilip’s voice. Focusing on something else with his friends mom trying her best to milk him was a very difficult task but he still managed to shift his thoughts to Dilip hoping his cock wouldn’t betray him.

‘Here’ Dilip held out a blue cloth before him. It was a panty. It was Dana’s panty.?

‘Do you know what we had been doing before you came? I made her walk around this house with the same vibrator pulsating in her and this piece of cloth covering her.’ He paused and Niraj gasped at him. ‘Yes my friend, this piece of cloth is drenched with her juice. Do you want to smell it?’

Niraj didn’t needed to think for a second. He nodded vigorously. Dilip laughed at his amusement and brought it his nose. He could feel its wetness, as well as her stench?.

‘This is your gift’ Dilip wrapped the panty around his head and like a mask it held. ‘And now keep holding… There is a better gift awaiting you.’ And Dilip clicked again.

‘Mmmmmmm….’ A louder moan. The cock in her mouth prevented her from screaming out.

The session continued for a few more minutes and Dilip had increased the speed twice, which meant Dana’s desperation also increased twice. Niraj had held well. All he could see was the naked bulky MILF beneath him sucking him, all he could hear was the sound of the vibrator pulsating pleasures into her and her ecstatic moans, all he smell and taste were the sweet juicy wetness of the same MILF’s panty that held on his face, all he could feel was the wrap of the sultry lips and tongue that usually opened to scold or welcome him but was now opened to dry him off. All his senses had given up on him and he couldn’t hold more. He came…? He came loads…? He came loads inside her mouth…??

Dilip strolled over to Niraj’s back and untied him and took off the panty that masked him. The two men kept their eyes on the voluptuous woman in front of them, the sound of her moan and vibrator reminding them of the thrill still sustaining in her.

Dana rolled over on the bed, the taste of the hot cum drained off from her son’s friend still fresh in her mouth, her bound hands forcing her to take in all the excitements of the vibrator. The pleasure was swelling up in her that she felt she might explode. She wriggled, cursing her bound hands only to be reminded that, that was what made this so hot. Through the corner of her eyes she saw the two boys drooling as they savoured the view of their busy, authoritative principal??‍? writhing all over the bed.

Dilip as always, seemed to have understood her and moved towards her, slowing down the toy inside her and taking it out with expertise that he keep surprising her and boy, did she explode?. She never realised that the ecstacy that piled up inside her would blow out with such intensity and so she peed?. He heard a light gasp from Niraj as streams of fluid oozed out from her carnal hole. It traced a continuous arch as she wet the whole bed?. The liberation from the carnal crave was mixed with the embarrassment of squirting in front her two students, but the two lust filled faces blew up her face pink. The fountain show went on for about a minute️ or so and Dilip came forward and kissed her wet lips? tired after its performance as if to thank it.

Her satisfied smile quickly turned to sex craved grin as she took noticed of the two naked men in front of her who had become hard again after her squirting session. Dilip let Niraj first as the fat dumb senior proudly comforted himself by lying on his back. The lusty woman pounced on him like a predator and without more foreplay, lowered herself to his hard rod.

‘Mmmm… Yes… So gooood…’ she voiced. There was no more sounds of vibration, it was now just the moans and the sweaty sound made when two layers of flesh slide over each other. The pair kept the motion going as Niraj mesmerised at the juggling of those huge melons, her hairs were dangling down almost covering her face but the view was still perfect. He kept his hands on those creamy, smooth but bulky thighs as she continued riding him.

He heard a slight squeak of the bed as the third person entered the bed from Dana’s back. He had almost forgotten about Dilip with his concentration fully taken away by the MILF before him.

Dana understood the hint. She slowed the pace as she awaited his entry. She wasn’t new to anal but to be taken by two was first. A loud gasp left out of her as she left him slithering through her butthole. ‘AHHH….’? This was more harder than she thought. There she was, being taken by two boys. One in her pussy other her anal. Her thoughts went back to the moments before when the three people moved to find their synchronous movement.

The moments when one of them came all over her mouth, moments she squirted before the two boys and now the same boys were penetrating her two holes?. Sandwiched between the boys she experienced pleasure unbound. There was no more holding back as let out more and more loud shouts and screams. ‘Ahhh…. Oh yes…. God…. Fuck me…’

Her hands were on the plumb kid below but the smart young virile boy who was taking her anally had pulled on her hair restricting her again, but then again exciting her more… The two men pounded more and more in her as she let her off into bliss?. There was no change in position as she enjoyed being the sandwich, the one between them, savouring the both of them.

But eventually, they pulled out for Niraj had to cum. He stroked himself and came all over her tits? and like butter spread over bread, she layered his cum over her breasts. He was done, he retired to one of the chair as the two others continued their session. Niraj watched in awe as Dilip took his bitch over and over at different positions, the missionary, the 69, the doggy and even more. He felt like he was in some sort of sex education class but there was less talk…

Dana had let him cum inside her ass, she wanted his squirt ooze inside her and Dilip was happy to do it. Niraj was no longer in the room and he must have left sometime in between. The two smiled at each other and kissed. They cuddled together for some more time, both drenched in their sweat. They had to bath, wash the bedsheet and have some food,

‘Yeah but only after one more time’ Dilip whispered and rolled over her. She giggled at the boy’s excitement? but she wanted that too…

Dana called Rani on phone and told her that she can leave after she prepared the table for dinner?. Dilip wanted her to be naked every time and having no one home helped. They sat opposite to each other on the dining with she completely and he in his boxers.

‘Next week is Abhi’s birthday. I am planning to host a party. You should come. Invite your mom too…’

Dilip thought of it for a moment. He could master when he was alone and naked but social interaction had always been his weak point, but he smiled and nodded…?

Hope you guys enjoyed this as well. As always I await your comments feedbacks and suggestions. I have been receiving new new ideas and plots, some which want to expand this Universe and some other which wants me to focus on two. I haven't decided yet. So, thanks and see you soon, most probably on Abhi's birthday?

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi, Another episode of PervUniverse. I hope you have read PervUniverse 3- The Voices before you read this. In my attempt to explore new horizons, I have brought something new to this, some kinky stuffs. but just delicate. Enjoy...

Bhanu was clad in her black saree that had a red lining through its edges. It was one of her best wears and she rarely took it out. Bhanu was reluctant to attend this party? when Dilip had called her. Although she was surprised? to see her son excited about going for a party, attending Abhi’s birthday party was something she would rather avoid. Ever since that incident, it had been awkward between them?. They had rarely talked and Dilip asked her to join him, she politely refused, suggesting him to go enjoy it himself.

The decision was quickly taken back when she received a call from Abhi?.

‘Hey…’ he said as soon as he realised her voice. ‘Mom is having a party for my birthday, Dilip is invited… And if you are free, I’d really like you to come.’

The pause was short but felt long, but Bhanu felt childishly excited by his voice? and invited. ‘YES…’ Her attempt at controlling the excitement didn’t go well as she had supposed but the knowledge of its failure took hold on her as she continued speaking each words with care. ‘I’d come…’ She couldn’t find more words.

‘Okay…’ The pause lasted for about 3 minutes as both heard their breaths and then he hung up.

And now, she was here. Abhi’s mom Dana had a mansion? and a courtyard that was very large?. Although the party occupied large portion of it, it still extended much more. Dana was not just a principal, she knew that much. She couldn’t find the birthday boy and when enquired they said he had come to cut the cake and nobody seem to have seen him after that. She cursed herself for being late.

The house was silent for the party was outside. Bhanu felt she was trapped in some sort of a puzzle as she struggled around to find a toilet. She desperately had to pee. She went through door after door, only to be disappointed. Most were locked?. And for her good grace, she finally spot a young girl in her 20s, thin, but well maintained, checking up on her dress and sneaking through the corridor as if she feared to be caught. The girl sprang with terror when Bhanu called her from behind.

‘Sorry… I just wanted to know where the washroom is…’

The girl, her face still pumped with frustration? pointed to a large door nearby.

Bhanu thanked her and went towards the door.

It was a bedroom and a very large, spacious one, which was not surprising considering the richness of the house. She looked through the room and found the bathroom, maybe she will explore the room later and she ran towards the bathroom, she couldn’t hold more…?

****

‘Phew… It was a narrow escape? Abhi thought to himself as he lied down on the bathtub??. Megha seemed to have had too much drinks and she had trailing him the whole day and she had almost finally caught him in his bedroom but he had a narrow escape when he managed to hid in his bathroom. He closed the bathtub with a translucent curtain that cut off his view to the toilet. He calmed himself in the cold water water when he suddenly heard the door ram open. In came a woman in a black saree. She seemed to be in a hurry. Abhi remained silent fearing it was Megha? but it wasn’t, she wasn’t in black saree. His curiosity crept in as he watched the woman strip off from her clothing and sat getting ready to pee?. All he could see was a blur image through the translucent curtain.

He heard the sound of her pee and the sound of her shit splashing on water. The woman had been panting and now she was calm. Abhi stood up from the bathtub and walked towards the curtain. She had seen him…

He really wanted to take off the curtain and see the woman but the blur view felt like déjà vu. She was thin, but not as much as Megha, somewhere similar to Bhanu. She bossed two firm, round breasts, also like Bhanu and she was dripping just like the woman he had seen peeking at his fuck session last day. Yes, she was Bhanu…

****

It all came to her like a flash?. That girl, she must have been Abhi’s new girl… Of course, the only room she knew would be Abhi’s room and the reason why he wasn’t down… she didn’t want to think further. She had reached a new low before him. She thought the lowest she could go was when he caught her pleasuring herself while sneaking to watch him fuck his girlfriend but now she had gone lower. She was relieving herself before him. She didn’t know she had to shit, maybe it was the food but anyways, this was humiliation at its peak but… It felt good, she felt safe. She watched the blur naked view of the young boy. His hands were moving, he was touching himself.

****

Every time Bhanu comes nude, it was exciting. Even in the blur view, he lusted her. He could see the whiteness, the curve of her body and those breasts. The smell of her perfume filled the room, so did the hissing sound of her pee occasionally followed by the splash of her solid junk. He knew he was drooling but he wasn’t ashamed. He couldn’t control himself as he had become hard. The sweet perfume smell had changed into stench of her crap, but even then he craved her. This was not his first experience. He had taken women by ass many times, sucked, smelled and fucked them but this felt different, this was Bhanu…

****

Bhanu was struggling. She had her fingers inside by now. She never knew she could be this wet. Often she was worried whether her pooping would disgust him but she was wrong. He had kept on stroking. She focussed her thoughts on the muscular body of the young man before her as her fingers played with her cravings. So agile, so strong?, so handsome… Any second he turn that curtain, she would jump upon him and fuck him on this very bathroom and then move on to the bathtub. She would give him any part of her. She would fulfil even the kinkiest of his desires, if she could just have his cock. She held her moans and watched…

The session was too hot?. Like before, they were fucking again, only they weren’t touching, they could fuck each other through air. Abhi convulsed as he felt he was about to cum…

‘Abhi???’

Both of them were brought back to the real world when they heard someone call out to him?. It was one of his friends, they had come to call him down. He had to answer this call and this seemed the perfect excuse to take off the curtain and watch that naked body again… Just like last time…?

Panic… Bhanu didn’t knew she was out lost so much. She saw Abhi slide the curtain, he was still naked and for some reason, Bhanu felt so shy, she couldn’t get the saree she had taken off in the urgency to pee and in quick, she grabbed some tissue papers? that was kept aside and hid herself in those… She felt stupid.

Although he was expecting a full nude view of her curvaceous body, he was still astounded by what he had before him. There she was, unclothed, making an effort to hide her breasts and her pussy with thin bits of tissues and her hands but that didn’t cover her whole. Her curves were still admirable and the skin from head to toe were smooth and exciting. He smiled at her shyness. There was actually nothing to hide. She had already shown him everything, even her dripping wetness that dripped from her insides and maybe it was because of that, he felt more turned on by her coyness and semi-nude view.

He kept his smile? and walked towards the toilet. He looked down on the junk Bhanu had deposited before him a few minutes before. It all had come from her. The shit were less, it was mostly her juices. After snapping the view to his head, he glanced to the side to see Bhanu again. She was now so red… Blushing, shy but still excited. She looked away but he knew his eyes preyed on her. She tried to think of something else by looking around but her eyes always came back, trying to pry a view of his hard erect shaft. She felt her tongue jump out of her and she tried to calm it by licking her lips? but it wanted more… She wanted more…

‘Abhi… Come on yaar… Its your birthday… They are calling for you…’ The calls continued.

Abhi flushed the toilet not looking away from her. ‘Give me some time. I’ll come soon…’

Bhanu gasped for a second as she saw him stroking himself, his eyes fixated on her. She didn’t know what to do. She wanted to help him, but she felt so shy to uncover herself. The tissues were getting wet with her sweat and juices. Her left hand covered her breasts and right her pussy. The tissue had become so wet and it had started to tear. Abhi had increased the pace of his stroke. Bhanu’s tissues had torn and her right finger entered her. Her left kept clinging onto her breasts, it was playing with them but still trying to cover her nipples from him.

But the attempts were futile. He got glimpses of her erect nipples. He kept pleasing himself. For reason beyond words, watching Bhanu like this seemed the hottest thing he had seen. Her flustered face, her sweaty body that had just relieved herself, her fake shyness… Yes, this must be fake, it wasn’t because of she was shy it was because he wanted him to desire her and Abhi desired her more than anything right now. ?

He was about to climax. He took one more long look at her, her whole skin, her hands that ran throughout her herself, her legs that were confused whether to wide apart or stay close, her eyes that darted its sight from his cock to his ass and then to his chests and then away, her thighs that was dripping with her juices, her long hair that got messed up and her melons that got squeezed and pulled by her left hand. This was erotic. Bhanu was erotic and he felt weak before her sexual energy and he came…

Bhanu watched the loads of cum that oozed out from the muscular young boy before her?. The liquid were falling down. She felt they were so divine that she should go and have it for herself but something held her back. She wanted those drops on her, on her breasts, on her ass or even in her mouth. She wanted that hot drops, she wanted to taste them?, but she didn’t…



The awkward silence came back between them after he unloaded his bulk of cum. Both stood still unable to decide what to do or what to speak. Both of them thought of an alternative universe where they run to each other and make love on that same bathroom but in this universe they stood quiet. And it was Abhi who broke the silence. He just whispered. ‘I… I better go…’ She nodded. ‘Yeah… Okay…’ that’s all she could manage. He had taken eyes off her and walked out?‍.

Bhanu took some minutes to calm herself. He got back into her saree and walked out. She saw the wide bed before her. The bed Abhi slept. She strolled around the room, she kept craving for him and didn’t felt like leaving the room. She lied on to the bed. Taking in his breath. She was in peace. Even his smell seem to sooth her. She lied there. She wanted no more parties, she wanted him. She lied and let her out again and slowly drifted to sleep…?

Hope you enjoyed. Like after every stories, I await your responses and feedbacks. There have been some inspiring ideas that had come and I hope it keep coming...??

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi friends, back with another episode. This is a continuation of the Abhi's birthday party. Enjoy...

Megha was superhorny. Drinks had that effect on her. Especially when she saw Abhi. She had heard of him from Gia. Gia was could blabber on and on about the sex she had with him and since it was a one time thing, nothing forbade her from having him, except him. She had made her intentions clear and he kept on avoiding her?. It was very difficult to keep up with him in this mansion with you fully drunk. She was going to make a one last attempt and she opened the door to his room.

His absence didn’t surprise her but it was the lady who slept on his bed that stunned her?. She watched the woman. She must be in her 40s, but she was a goddess. She had maintained an adorable figure, thin but curvy. In every one of her air intake, her breasts swelled up, round and tight. Her clothes were loose and her blouse was free, hence the view was perfect, nothing hid her rise and fall?. The breathing also had effects on her navel. So plain, smooth… This would be the woman she would want to be when she will be in her 40s. Her drunk mind swirled with lust watching the woman. She had forgotten all about Abhi, she wanted this woman today… She crawled on to the bed, placing a kiss on the belly. She couldn’t stop with one kiss, she went on kissing more as she moved upward, to her breasts…?

****

Something tinged in her as she felt someone kiss her naked belly. She had dozed off into sleep thinking of Abhi and for a second, she thought it was him. It had been long since she had someone touch her and it felt good?. She watched the kiss move upward until she saw the face. It was the girl she had asked for directions earlier. She hadn’t had the time to observe the girl then but now she was shining. Was it lust or was she really this beauty? Bhanu had no answer and she didn’t care for one as she watched the girl take off her top and moved toward to kiss her.?

****

Abhi allowed Gia to kiss him. He wanted that kiss. He desired that kiss. Although the one he wished was that of Bhanu’s. Gia was his comfort, every single time. The lovers kissed. Their tongues explored each other, running through the sides and tops, feeling the length, breadth and the volume of each others mouth. He could taste her alcoholic breath?. They were strong and it just made him more harder. They moved with their lip locked?. They had to find a bed. He wanted to fuck her. She was the replica of Bhanu and Bhanu had left him with a hard on, that maybe only Gia could sooth. They moved to his room, a part of him, a tiny part of him, wishing Bhanu was there, wishing she might at least watch him like they had done the last and as he pushed open the room, he knew the gods had heard his prayers. They had blessed him with more than what he had wished?

****.

Bhanu and Megha held their hands while their pussy lips kissed each other. The pair grinded each other while Gia stopped kissing Abhi and came to them.

‘Mind if we join?’ The question was proposed to Megha who looked at Bhanu for approval. Bhanu gave a shy nod. The drunk women kissed while Abhi and Bhanu gasped at the view. Gia turned from the kissing, took a look back at Abhi, inviting him and then moved towards Bhanu. She gave her breasts some initial kisses and then sucked on it. Bhanu moaned while Megha’s pussy lips slid beaneath her and Gia sucked on her nipples. She saw Abhi crawling on the bed, behind Gia. He spread her butt and started licking on it. Megha’s right hand gripped Bhanu’s hand and her left hand gropped Gia’s ass. The bodies met, pleasuring one another in gradual pace…

Except for Abhi and Bhanu, they paired each other in different positions. The bully and the mother of Dilip never even touched each. At one moment, Gia pushed Bhanu to the head of the bed and went down on her. At the other end of the bed, Megha sucked on Abhi hard erect cock. The 2 women who blew had their legs entangled, their pussy lips exchanged their wetness. Bhanu and Abhi had their eyes set on each other. Like every other moments, they never touched, but still desired one other, but unlike the other time, this time they felt they touched. Bhanu felt Gia was draining her off to be passed to Megha through her pussy who kissed on Abhi’s cock. They were sweating, perspiring and craving?. They were lined along the bed from one end to the other.

Abhi and Bhanu rarely spoke. They just gave nods and hums. Gia and Megha were the pumped up ones??. They made the moves, they made the positions. For sometime Gia lied between Bhanu and and Abhi side by side, with Abhi taking her from behind as she kissed and held on Bhanu, who in turn was orally pleasured by Megha and then Megha was between them, with she sucking on Abhi while Bhanu tasted her pussy lips.

Abhi didn’t know how long they had been on bed. The 2 women took turns to jump on his cock but they fondled and kissed more Bhanu. The only skin Abhi desired the whole time. Gia was the less drunk among the two. When Megha rode Abhi, while Bhanu and Gia made out to their side, their hands held together, Gia slyly entered her finger inside Megha’s butthole. Megha gave out a loud moan to that. The two pairs moved in harmony with Gia and Megha occasionally facing sideway and kissing. Bhanu and Abhi did share a look but did nothing, just kept lusting.

Abhi thought his cock might sore with amount of ride Gia and Megha shared on him, but his desire for Bhanu kept him going. Gia suggested Bhanu for a 69 and soon Gia was on top of her. Megha had climaxed, her strength had drained and she left Abhi and touched herself. Abhi having left came behind, that is on almost top of Bhanu. He spread Gia’s ass, licked his fingers to lubricate his cock and entered Gia’s butt. Bhanu watched the cock glide in before her. It was just a n inch away from. He felt the desire to touch it, to stroke it, to taste it. She saw the balls juggle as she tried to concentrate on her oral pleasure. Gia was screaming. ‘Oh… My God… Yes this it Abhi…’ Bhanu couldn’t hold her desire more. She stopped the cunnilingus and kissed his balls.

Abhi felt a spark️ go through him when he felt that kiss. Bhanu had kissed his balls. The barrier they had tried to built seemed to have shattered with that simple kiss. Abhi increased his pace. ‘Oh… Oh my God…Mmmm’ Gia had just felt ecstacy blinding her. She was lost in her own world of great pleasure. Megha too couldn’t hold through that view. ‘Oh Abhi… Good… I feel sooo good….’ Gia kept praising him but Abhi was more focussed on Bhanu. He fucked Gia harder. Bhanu had now lifted her up and faced Abhi. The two lovers stared at each other and succumbed to their desires and kissed. Gia watched the kiss as Abhi slowly pulled out. Gia moved to the side to make space for Bhanu. For some reason they felt Abhi and Bhanu as divine. They wanted to watch them, Gia and Megha sat side to side, occasionally kissing, frequently touching became the audience to what felt like a forbidden relation.

Bhanu let Abhi inside of her with ease that the girls watched with admiration?. Abhi held on to her breasts, kissing and sucking those erect nipples. Bhanu tried to hold back her moan and she gently rode him Abhi’s hands were lingering all over her. Gropping her ass and then back and then again her breasts. His kisses too wandered around all of her. When he stopped kissing to focus more on the fuck, Bhanu pushed him down and started smooching his bare, muscular chests. Kissing his nipples, giving a gentle bite on the strong flesh.

The two woman watched in awe at the passionate love making they were witnessing. They couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. The pleasured each other and at certain moments, when desire started to haunt like a drug, they took turns to kiss Bhanu and Abhi.

When Abhi crawled on top her, Bhanu pulled her legs around him to wrap him. This benefitted an easier entry and Abhi pumped her with all his excitement and with the same feeling Bhanu moaned.

‘Ah…’ the voice felt sluttier now. Abhi kept ramming more and more into her. She felt his chest, the muscular hard skin she had been craving for days. ‘Yes… Keep going… this is good…’ She couldn’t believe this. This was a fantasy that she had thought that never would happen and now there it was, her desire fucking her senseless in before two lively young woman who were passed with the drinks and his cock.

When Bhanu’s moans became louder Abhi leaned forward and kissed her. She couldn’t scream and hence she let her screams into his mouth. ‘Mmmmmmm….’ He savoured those sounds like a hungry animal.

Abhi turned Bhanu to take her in doggy. The girls still sat their. They were mesmerised with the view that laid before them. They were astounded by Bhanu more than Abhi. The girls crowded around her as Gia cupped her face to watch that lustful face. Megha was beneath her, fondling her breasts.

Abhi pulled on Bhanu’s hair and spanked her. ‘ah…’ her moaning never stopped. Gia traced her body to reach Abhi to kiss him and then she positioned herself doggy. She wanted to be a part of this. She wanted to be spanked.

Gia and Bhanu were positioned doggy with Bhanu being taken by Abhi and Gia spanked by him. Megha was below the two women kissing, sucking, squeezing Bhanu’s round firm breasts. She was pleasured by Gia who had stuck up her fingers inside Megha. Gia nad Bhanu were side to side. It was as if they were 2 bitches racing. Although they didn’t run, Bhanu’s front and back jerk indicated she had been the one winning and Gia gave up. This was not a woman she could compete with. Jealousy existed but was squeezed with her wide admiration.

‘Oh… Yes…’ Beneath them it was Megha, Gia had inserted her third finger into her. The spanking, the fingering, the doggy fucking, the moans, the grunt, the race… everything continued…

The 4 of them were drenched with sweat by the time the session set down. Bhanu cuddled with Abhi, his hands still between her thighs, searching the running through her wetness. Gia and Megha lied to their next. Their two naked skins entangled between them, leaving the lovers to their paradise. Abhi and Bhanu never slept. They just stared eye to eye, smiling, kissing. In about 10 minutes when they made sure Abhi and Gia had dozed off, Abhi’s innocent smile changed into a wicked grin, a grin that Bhanu was hoping would blossom soon and soon he was on top her making love again beside the two sleeping girls.

Hope you guys enjoyed. With this I am putting a break to my PervUniverse project, consider this a season finale, for now. It was a wonderful experience. I am planning on something new for next time. I haven't decided whether to progress this plot for another season or so. Anyways this was a wonderful journey. It was an experimental venture and thank you for your support. See you soon with something new.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Hi friends, back with another episode. This is a continuation of the Abhi's birthday party. Enjoy...

Megha was superhorny. Drinks had that effect on her. Especially when she saw Abhi. She had heard of him from Gia. Gia was could blabber on and on about the sex she had with him and since it was a one time thing, nothing forbade her from having him, except him. She had made her intentions clear and he kept on avoiding her?. It was very difficult to keep up with him in this mansion with you fully drunk. She was going to make a one last attempt and she opened the door to his room.

His absence didn’t surprise her but it was the lady who slept on his bed that stunned her?. She watched the woman. She must be in her 40s, but she was a goddess. She had maintained an adorable figure, thin but curvy. In every one of her air intake, her breasts swelled up, round and tight. Her clothes were loose and her blouse was free, hence the view was perfect, nothing hid her rise and fall?. The breathing also had effects on her navel. So plain, smooth… This would be the woman she would want to be when she will be in her 40s. Her drunk mind swirled with lust watching the woman. She had forgotten all about Abhi, she wanted this woman today… She crawled on to the bed, placing a kiss on the belly. She couldn’t stop with one kiss, she went on kissing more as she moved upward, to her breasts…?

****

Something tinged in her as she felt someone kiss her naked belly. She had dozed off into sleep thinking of Abhi and for a second, she thought it was him. It had been long since she had someone touch her and it felt good?. She watched the kiss move upward until she saw the face. It was the girl she had asked for directions earlier. She hadn’t had the time to observe the girl then but now she was shining. Was it lust or was she really this beauty? Bhanu had no answer and she didn’t care for one as she watched the girl take off her top and moved toward to kiss her.?

****

Abhi allowed Gia to kiss him. He wanted that kiss. He desired that kiss. Although the one he wished was that of Bhanu’s. Gia was his comfort, every single time. The lovers kissed. Their tongues explored each other, running through the sides and tops, feeling the length, breadth and the volume of each others mouth. He could taste her alcoholic breath?. They were strong and it just made him more harder. They moved with their lip locked?. They had to find a bed. He wanted to fuck her. She was the replica of Bhanu and Bhanu had left him with a hard on, that maybe only Gia could sooth. They moved to his room, a part of him, a tiny part of him, wishing Bhanu was there, wishing she might at least watch him like they had done the last and as he pushed open the room, he knew the gods had heard his prayers. They had blessed him with more than what he had wished?

****.

Bhanu and Megha held their hands while their pussy lips kissed each other. The pair grinded each other while Gia stopped kissing Abhi and came to them.

‘Mind if we join?’ The question was proposed to Megha who looked at Bhanu for approval. Bhanu gave a shy nod. The drunk women kissed while Abhi and Bhanu gasped at the view. Gia turned from the kissing, took a look back at Abhi, inviting him and then moved towards Bhanu. She gave her breasts some initial kisses and then sucked on it. Bhanu moaned while Megha’s pussy lips slid beaneath her and Gia sucked on her nipples. She saw Abhi crawling on the bed, behind Gia. He spread her butt and started licking on it. Megha’s right hand gripped Bhanu’s hand and her left hand gropped Gia’s ass. The bodies met, pleasuring one another in gradual pace…

Except for Abhi and Bhanu, they paired each other in different positions. The bully and the mother of Dilip never even touched each. At one moment, Gia pushed Bhanu to the head of the bed and went down on her. At the other end of the bed, Megha sucked on Abhi hard erect cock. The 2 women who blew had their legs entangled, their pussy lips exchanged their wetness. Bhanu and Abhi had their eyes set on each other. Like every other moments, they never touched, but still desired one other, but unlike the other time, this time they felt they touched. Bhanu felt Gia was draining her off to be passed to Megha through her pussy who kissed on Abhi’s cock. They were sweating, perspiring and craving?. They were lined along the bed from one end to the other.

Abhi and Bhanu rarely spoke. They just gave nods and hums. Gia and Megha were the pumped up ones??. They made the moves, they made the positions. For sometime Gia lied between Bhanu and and Abhi side by side, with Abhi taking her from behind as she kissed and held on Bhanu, who in turn was orally pleasured by Megha and then Megha was between them, with she sucking on Abhi while Bhanu tasted her pussy lips.

Abhi didn’t know how long they had been on bed. The 2 women took turns to jump on his cock but they fondled and kissed more Bhanu. The only skin Abhi desired the whole time. Gia was the less drunk among the two. When Megha rode Abhi, while Bhanu and Gia made out to their side, their hands held together, Gia slyly entered her finger inside Megha’s butthole. Megha gave out a loud moan to that. The two pairs moved in harmony with Gia and Megha occasionally facing sideway and kissing. Bhanu and Abhi did share a look but did nothing, just kept lusting.

Abhi thought his cock might sore with amount of ride Gia and Megha shared on him, but his desire for Bhanu kept him going. Gia suggested Bhanu for a 69 and soon Gia was on top of her. Megha had climaxed, her strength had drained and she left Abhi and touched herself. Abhi having left came behind, that is on almost top of Bhanu. He spread Gia’s ass, licked his fingers to lubricate his cock and entered Gia’s butt. Bhanu watched the cock glide in before her. It was just a n inch away from. He felt the desire to touch it, to stroke it, to taste it. She saw the balls juggle as she tried to concentrate on her oral pleasure. Gia was screaming. ‘Oh… My God… Yes this it Abhi…’ Bhanu couldn’t hold her desire more. She stopped the cunnilingus and kissed his balls.

Abhi felt a spark️ go through him when he felt that kiss. Bhanu had kissed his balls. The barrier they had tried to built seemed to have shattered with that simple kiss. Abhi increased his pace. ‘Oh… Oh my God…Mmmm’ Gia had just felt ecstacy blinding her. She was lost in her own world of great pleasure. Megha too couldn’t hold through that view. ‘Oh Abhi… Good… I feel sooo good….’ Gia kept praising him but Abhi was more focussed on Bhanu. He fucked Gia harder. Bhanu had now lifted her up and faced Abhi. The two lovers stared at each other and succumbed to their desires and kissed. Gia watched the kiss as Abhi slowly pulled out. Gia moved to the side to make space for Bhanu. For some reason they felt Abhi and Bhanu as divine. They wanted to watch them, Gia and Megha sat side to side, occasionally kissing, frequently touching became the audience to what felt like a forbidden relation.

Bhanu let Abhi inside of her with ease that the girls watched with admiration?. Abhi held on to her breasts, kissing and sucking those erect nipples. Bhanu tried to hold back her moan and she gently rode him Abhi’s hands were lingering all over her. Gropping her ass and then back and then again her breasts. His kisses too wandered around all of her. When he stopped kissing to focus more on the fuck, Bhanu pushed him down and started smooching his bare, muscular chests. Kissing his nipples, giving a gentle bite on the strong flesh.

The two woman watched in awe at the passionate love making they were witnessing. They couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. The pleasured each other and at certain moments, when desire started to haunt like a drug, they took turns to kiss Bhanu and Abhi.

When Abhi crawled on top her, Bhanu pulled her legs around him to wrap him. This benefitted an easier entry and Abhi pumped her with all his excitement and with the same feeling Bhanu moaned.

‘Ah…’ the voice felt sluttier now. Abhi kept ramming more and more into her. She felt his chest, the muscular hard skin she had been craving for days. ‘Yes… Keep going… this is good…’ She couldn’t believe this. This was a fantasy that she had thought that never would happen and now there it was, her desire fucking her senseless in before two lively young woman who were passed with the drinks and his cock.

When Bhanu’s moans became louder Abhi leaned forward and kissed her. She couldn’t scream and hence she let her screams into his mouth. ‘Mmmmmmm….’ He savoured those sounds like a hungry animal.

Abhi turned Bhanu to take her in doggy. The girls still sat their. They were mesmerised with the view that laid before them. They were astounded by Bhanu more than Abhi. The girls crowded around her as Gia cupped her face to watch that lustful face. Megha was beneath her, fondling her breasts.

Abhi pulled on Bhanu’s hair and spanked her. ‘ah…’ her moaning never stopped. Gia traced her body to reach Abhi to kiss him and then she positioned herself doggy. She wanted to be a part of this. She wanted to be spanked.

Gia and Bhanu were positioned doggy with Bhanu being taken by Abhi and Gia spanked by him. Megha was below the two women kissing, sucking, squeezing Bhanu’s round firm breasts. She was pleasured by Gia who had stuck up her fingers inside Megha. Gia nad Bhanu were side to side. It was as if they were 2 bitches racing. Although they didn’t run, Bhanu’s front and back jerk indicated she had been the one winning and Gia gave up. This was not a woman she could compete with. Jealousy existed but was squeezed with her wide admiration.

‘Oh… Yes…’ Beneath them it was Megha, Gia had inserted her third finger into her. The spanking, the fingering, the doggy fucking, the moans, the grunt, the race… everything continued…

The 4 of them were drenched with sweat by the time the session set down. Bhanu cuddled with Abhi, his hands still between her thighs, searching the running through her wetness. Gia and Megha lied to their next. Their two naked skins entangled between them, leaving the lovers to their paradise. Abhi and Bhanu never slept. They just stared eye to eye, smiling, kissing. In about 10 minutes when they made sure Abhi and Gia had dozed off, Abhi’s innocent smile changed into a wicked grin, a grin that Bhanu was hoping would blossom soon and soon he was on top her making love again beside the two sleeping girls.

Hope you guys enjoyed. With this I am putting a break to my PervUniverse project, consider this a season finale, for now. It was a wonderful experience. I am planning on something new for next time. I haven't decided whether to progress this plot for another season or so. Anyways this was a wonderful journey. It was an experimental venture and thank you for your support. See you soon with something new.