We live in our dreams. We see dreams and try all our lives to fulfil them. That’s what we do, isn’t it? We try to fit with the people and like to have them around us because we can’t face ourselves. We fear the person we really are. We run from ourselves and find means to escape reality. We live in our mess. That is the sole purpose of our existence. We live in our own oblivion! As it is rightly said in a movie, “Har kisi ka apna narak hota hai aur use usse akele hi guzarna padta hai.” But this law defies in sex. In sex we are not alone. We are always in our partner’s dreams. We live their reality!
Hello readers. This is Malvika Kapoor typing this piece of shit from a 3-BHK apartment in Bandra east in Mumbai. My husband is obviously not at home and I have no idea about my daughter Riya. She hardly tells anything to me about her whereabouts. But notice that, I like to write this for you all. Of course, this is my free time. I am thinking to write a new series for you all. This is just the beginning of a new dawn!
First of all let me make you familiar with the characters in the series :
Malvika Kapoor : The writer of the series. A 38 year old lady with a voluptuous figure of 36DD-32-38. She lusts for every guy she come across but her major taste is in young guys. She has a daughter named Riya.
Karishma Sehgal : A 41 year old lady and a friend of Malvika. She is a divorcee and lives with her son Rahul and her daughter Disha.
Rahul Sehgal : A 19 year old guy, doing his B.Tech from a private college in Mumbai. He has affairs with Malvika and Riya.
Disha Sehgal : An 18 year old girl and the sister of Rahul.
Rohan Sinha : A 20 year old guy which I mentioned in my story : “Double Trouble”
Shreya Singhal : A 19 years old girls and Rahul’s girlfriend.
Shweta Saxena : A 26 year old girl from Delhi and a friend of Malvika. She used to write for ISS before and also is the co-author of the series.
Vaibhav Saxena : A 50 year old business tycoon from Delhi. He is Shweta’s father. (You can read: “Sexography of Shweta Saxena’’ for more reference.)
Warning : This is a fast paced erotic drama!
The story:
After all that happened with Rohit that I mentioned in my previous “Lonavala Series”, I just couldn’t wait to go to Delhi although he was to come to Mumbai the next month itself. Although Rohan and Rahul were like my pets who were very loyal and loved me a lot. They pestered me at home. Both loved to have shower with me and massage my body.
Rahul loved giving me a nice rub down. Soon I started promoting Rahul in my girl community as a very good masseur and he was fast gaining a lot of praise from the community. I cursed myself for doing so and so did Karishma, Disha and Shreya. They were livid with me. Karishma is Rahul’s mom and Disha is Rahul’s sister. After Karishma’s divorce, both Disha and Rahul became extrovert and had a lot of exposure as Karishma acquired a lot of wealth. As her lifestyle changed, her wants changed, her desires were fast increasing and she had Rahul and Disha with her who helped her in all ways. This even led them to bed. Shreya is Rahul’s girlfriend. Shreya knew about Karishma and me and was very close to us and she would be our bahu. I introduced her to Rohan and we often had threesomes when Sid was not at home.
Well coming back to Rohit now, in order to surprise him I thought of not telling him about my business trip to Delhi. I called up Rohit on reaching Delhi and I was surprised as he was in Bangalore for the weekend but he immediately booked his flights for Saturday afternoon. I was mad at myself for ruining his weekend but was feeling accomplished that Rohit could sacrifice all his work for me and my stupidity. I was actually feeling horny for Rohit ever since our Lonavala trip, he has been all over my mind. Rohit told me to take the keys from his neighbor as he normally keeps the key with them because of the maid.
I was super horny in anticipation of Rohit’s reaction when he would see me but all my anxiety in the flight from Mumbai had made me excited from inside. I was even dressed to kill as I wore one of his gifted dresses. It was a one piece gown till my knees. It was very sexy and body hugging suite and appreciated all my curves. It was around 9 PM and I wanted something now. I thought of seducing a guy who was ogling at me at the airport for the night but I refrained as the city being Delhi.
Although horny from inside and even though I had some numbers of my readers from Delhi, I felt a bit uncomfortable as it was not Mumbai so I called up Ishan even though his exams were going on. I felt bad but I needed some company and to my luck he didn’t answer his phone. Now I was cursing myself, I decided to call an old friend Shweta Saxena. She is around 26 and a very hot friend of mine. I met her in Mumbai in a private gigolo strip show. She was young and horny and we exchanged our numbers then. I called her up and her voice was trembling while she spoke.
I asked her about her health as she was sounding a bit concerned. I asked her if we could meet up tonight. She cut the call and dropped me a text of her address and told me to come as quickly as possible. I reached her place and found the building’s name same as that of Rohit’s so I took the keys from his neighbor who kept on looking at me in a state of shock and awe. I smiled back at him and headed for Shweta’s flat which was two storey’s up. I knocked at her door at 10 PM and found her sweating profusely. With concerned look, I asked her again about her health but she smiled back at me and told me to come in.
There I saw a man aged around 50, standing a bit far away in the corner of her room with only a towel and panting for breath and sweat all over her body. I could easily notice his mound over his towel. Shweta introduced the man as Vaibhav, her dad and I knew Shweta was very slutty but it was profusely unbelievable to believe that she fucks her dad. The look on my face was bemused and we both laughed. The three of us sat on the bed and chatted for a while and her dad was leaving for Paris that night itself. His flight was at 2 and he had to reach airport by 11:30 PM.
Shweta said that her voice was trembling because her Dad was licking her and I called her while they were having sex. I apologized to them for that and expressed that I should leave for friend’s room. As I was going to leave, Vaibhav caught my hand and brought me close to him. Placing my hand on his tool, he said “It was me who told shweta to call you here. I still have an hour to leave”.
My pulse must have rocketed up as I had very few experiences of fucking men older to me. Apart from Sid and the old man by the road, I have hardly had sex with oldies. On hearing Vaibhav’s remark, the jealous Shweta started smiling at me and started kissing his bare body. Licking his nipples and making them erect. She kept on looking at me and my lips just split open and muted sounds came out from my mouth. I was already horny with anticipation of Rohit and now a sexy 50 year old man standing with a fucking hot dick in front of me. He had a very nice physique compared to his age and I sure was developing hots for Vaibhav. Being a business tycoon, it was a great feeling to be groped by a rich man. Vaibhav was touching me all over as Shweta continued his torture on his dad’s nipples.
His sensuous fingers was circling my areolas all over my dress. Shweta stripped herself nude as she was wearing a one piece loose gown which I guess she wore when I rang the doorbell. She was lustily licking Vaibhav’s nipples. Vaibhav seemed a veteran as with one hand, he entered his fingers in shweta’s asshole and with the other he teased my nipples. I was being driven mad by this old maniac. I often wondered how horny I would be when I reach 45, well I guess if you are surrounded by sex crazy people you just cannot lose it, can you? In fact you tend to grow more. A lot hornier.
First I thought Rohit was my best partner till date and when Vaibhav’s twitching my nipples over my top made my nipples so hard that it was protruding a clear inch out of my dress, my eyes all closed and delved in glory and small grunts escaping my slightly opened lips. Never have I experienced such skilled fingers. Suddenly he lifted his hands from my nipples and placed his hand on my chin and pushed it up, I opened my eyes with my lips still parted ever so slightly which made Vaibhav rush towards my lips and placed his lips on mine. It was such a heavenly feeling for me as he sucked my lower lip and I sucked his upper lip. It was such a synchronized kiss maybe because we both were experienced. I kept his hands on my boobs and he pressed them hard and kneaded my nipples. I did the same with him as I kept my hands on his as I was really relishing it but Shweta intervened, she had to her after Vaibhav is hers and I a sudden entrant was grabbing Vaibhav’s attention.
She by now had opened his towel and pressed his cock very hard and shouted with a disappointment
” Dadddddyyy!”
Although Vaibhav hardly wanted to leave my lips but he had to give into his daughter’s demands much to my disappointment. Shweta had a devilish grin on her face and looked towards us and went after her dad’s dick. ‘Wow’ I exclaimed and Vaibhav turned and said ‘you like it’…. I nodded in confirmation and blew him a kiss … I realized the slut in her as she immediately started sucking his cock and Vaibhav’s head went back with pleasure. I saw his face and the pleasure he was deriving and Shweta, the slut, kept on looking at Vaibhav as she sucked his cock.
Although shweta is my friend I knew if I had to have a free way I have to win over Shweta so I just positioned my face on shweta’s pussy and inserted my tongue deep in her pussy. She broke her lock on Vaibhav’s dick and immediately sighed heavily. She put her hand on my head and pushed me in as she was enjoying the feminine tongue on her asshole and pussy. Vaibhav knew my intent and as Shweta was now bobbing over cock our eyes interlocked with each other. He could only see my eyes as the rest of my face was hidden behind shweta’s ass. The stare was indefinite as we hardly blinked.
The lust for each other was increasing and shweta was just between us. I made a gesture to him to go hell broke for Shweta as shweta was fluky excited with my tongue reaching all her reserved places in her pussy exciting her to the fullest. Vaibhav broke free from the shweta’s hold on his cock and went for her pussy. I suggested Shweta to ride on Vaibhav as that would maximize the pleasure of Vaibhav and I had by now won the trust of Shweta and she started listening to me. She sat on his cock as his departure time was ticking closer.
She was in reverse cowgirl riding him quite furiously by now. Her moans and the occasional grunt from Vaibhav was all that could be heard. I was still clothed fully although a bit distorted with constant teasing of Vaibhav. I came from the opposite side and kissed Vaibhav’s face and his lips.
My chin was touching his nose as I bent over Vaibhav’s face and he used his hands to reach back to finally pull off my shoulder straps. Since I didn’t put on any bra, my 36 DD boobs hanged over his face. He kissed my bare boobs, driving me crazy with his sensuous licking of my nipples. I laid my hands on his chest and kissed his nipples now.
Shweta was close to her climax and wanted to change positions so she got up and sat on cowgirl position. She now saw her father was enjoying my boobs feasting on them as they were way bigger than hers. She by now had accepted me and was humping on Vaibhav’s cock. I was super excited now and was dripping.
I stood up on the bed just over Vaibhav’s face and shook myself off the gown and now only in my thongs. Both were looking at me and laughing as I was looking stunning in the thong so I did a sexy dance routine moving my hips and shaking my ass. It brought out the wild animal in Vaibhav.
He raised his hands high and grabbed me by my waists and brought me down flat on her face and started licking me wildly. I was going mad as he just parted my thong a bit and inserted his tongue deep inside me. His first grace of his tongue on my pussy well ushered my sexual cravings for this man. I moaned with muted sounds and grabbed his head and forced his head inside me.
I bent over and arched myself on him and it appeared that his head was lost somewhere in me. Yes I felt like having his tongue in me for the rest of the night but he had to leave. Shweta meanwhile was close to her very end and she again shifted to reverse cow girl and started jumping on her own dad. She loved her dad’s cock as she hardly let me even touch it. She owned the cock it seemed.
I very softly struck a conversation with him.
Me – ‘How long have you been fucking your daughter?’
Vaibhav – ‘Since her 18th birthday’
Me – hint of laughter and said ‘ Naughty! I am asking about today … how long have u been fucking her today?’
Vaibhav – ‘Since morning ‘
Me – ‘Oh lets tire her out then I can treat you before you leave.’
Shweta had gone wild by now. She might have lost count how many times she had cummed. Vaibhav’s cock was making slurrpy sounds as Shweta was riding him. She screamed abuses at her dad and me. Vaibhav angrily got up taking cue from my words and pulled her towards the corner of the bed and started ramming inside her. I too joined the fun and started teasing her nipples sucking them, pulling them and sticking my fingers in her ass hole.
He took out his dick and rammed into her asshole at once.
“Aaram se…Papa” Shweta moaned as her dad explored the extremes of her ass.
She was convulsing as if she was possessed and climaxed for the final time that night. Her eyes had the expression of satisfaction, filled with pleasure and pain and she drifted to sleep. She was hell tired as Vaibhav had been fucking him since morning. Vaibhav kissed his daughter all over, she tried to hold onto Vaibhav but she had lost her senses by now her pussy was red and her ass had red marks all over. Her body had bite marks. It was as if Vaibhav had fucked shweta to her quota for the time he would be away from her.
I was so engrossed in looking at Shweta when Vaibhav suddenly grabbed my boobs from behind and took me by surprise. He knew where to kiss a women. He placed his first kiss on my neck, then my ears and my chin from behind. He excited my inner desires and I was moaning as he pressed my boobs to the fullest.
I wanted to feel his lips so I turned around somehow wriggled my body within his grasps and we smooched each other. Amazed at his age how he could be so horny. Well he was filthy rich and must always been surrounded with girls of all ages. We hardly talked as we were terribly short of time. The time was past 11 and he should have been in airport by now instead. As I slowly left his lips and went down on his nipples he guided my head down to his cock.
This is the first close look I had on his cock. A good 7 inches in length coupled with 3 inch in width, clean and well maintained. Not a single strand of pubic hair. Perfect!! I kissed and cupped his balls and licked the entire length of his cock from base to the tip and kissed the tip of the cock. I did this routine for 3 times and he had enough. Terribly out of time he mouth fucked me till he was close to cumming.
He took me up in his arms as he neared his climax and laid me on bed. He picked my legs up in the air and he had it bend a little to shove his cock inside me. He picked up the pace with every stroke of his and my boobs juggled to his strokes. It must have been a sight to behold as he hardly left his vision from my boobs.
He smiled.
Vaibhav – ‘Wish I had more time!’
Me – ‘Wish I was your wife’
Vaibhav (laughed) – ‘it’s not over yet .. I still can fulfill your desires’
We laughed at each other and he rammed his cock inside me. I was nearing my orgasm when he said
Vaibhav – ‘Malvika, where do you live?’
Me (smiled and said) – ‘in your heart’
He was pleased and replied – ‘you definitely do’
We continued our fuck session till I was close to secreting my love juices. I must have had a huge orgasm as I hardly recollect what Vaibhav’s last remark was. Both of us cummed inside each other and we laid down beside Shweta. I said that I really enjoyed being with him and he said that he is sure that no one enjoyed me more than he ever did.
He wished me well and made certain that he would be moving over to Mumbai soon for me and he went to dress up. I helped him in his dressing as I love to dress up my man.
I dressed him up with me being nude throughout. I bid him goodbye massaging his dick over his pants. I was so happy and relieved with the fuck that it pleased me like am sure I never enjoyed before. I turned to my cell to check on Rohit as I desperately want him now. I saw 14 missed calls from Ishan and seeked for him. I gave him Rohit’s flat address and waited for him to come and meet me. I wanted more definitely….
This was the first part of the series. All your comments and feedbacks are welcome on my mail id : and on Shweta’s id : /cdn-cgi/l/email-protection” class=”__cf_email__” data-cfemail=”daa9b2adbfaebbaee2eeed9abdb7bbb3b6f4b9b5b7″>[email protected]
The next part will be updated soon. Till then keep shagging!
The Reunion – Part 1
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