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Hello friends aap nay meri stories unsetisfy bhabhi stories padi aab may aap logo ko uskay bad kya huva uska hall sunaounga. any surat female want sex plz mail me :- jab may nay bhabhi ki ass fucking kar raha tha tabhi uski choti sister school say waha aa gai or usnay hamko dekh liya or wo bedroom ke bahar chali gai. or phir thodi der bad may or bhabhi bedroom ke bahar aaye to wo sofa per bethi hui thi usnay hamko dekh kar kaha ki tum kya kar rahay the to bhabhi nay kaha ki tumharay jiju jo nahi karte wo may nay iske pass karvaya. to usnay kaha ki may jiju ko bol dungi per bhabhi ghabray bager kehnay lagi ki koi bat nahi, may bhi tumhari sari bate janti hu to wo boli ki kesi bate to kehnay lagi ki tum bath room may roj kya karti ho apni pussy ko rab karke usmay ungli roj karti ho ke nahi yeh sunkar wo ghabra gai, to phir bhabhi nay confidance may aa gai or kehnay lagi ki tum chaho to tumbhi maje lay sakti ho muje koi problem nahi hay yeh sunkar may khus ho gaya ki chalo ek sath do chut chodnay ko milegi or ek to vergin hay. Phir bhabhi uskay pass jakar beth gai or uskay school uniform ka skirt bahut choda tha utha kar diya to may dekh kar heran ho gaya ki uski penty ek dam bhigi hui thi. to bhabhi nay kaha ki abhi tum kya kar rahi thi hamko dekh dekh kar apni pussy rab kar rahi thi na. or kaha ki chalo aaj tum bhi pura maja lay lo. or uski pussy ko rab karnay lagi yeh dekh kar mera lund phir khada hogaya or may sofa ke piche khade hokar uskay bade bade tight boob ko dabanay laga. ab wo bhi masti may aanay lagi ek taraf bhabhi uski pussy ko suck kar rahi thi or dusri taraf may boobs ko daba raha tha uskay boob bahut hi tinght or mote thay. phir wo boli ke plz mere boobs ko suck karo phir may sofa per aakar beth gaya or suka shirt udar diya or uskay boob so suck karnay laga uskay boob ko suck kar kar ek dam red ho gaya or uski pussy nay bhi pani chod diya tha ab wo ekdam hot ho chuki thi. may uskay sare badan ko suck kar raha tha. phir may nay apna pent utara or mera mota or lamba lund uskay mouth may dene ki kosis karnay laga to wo mana karnay lagi per manay kaha ki jab tak tum isko suck nahi karogi yeh tumhari pussy may janay say inkar kareka so pleas isko suck karo. phir wo mere lund ko suck karnay lagi or muje bahut maja aanay laga. ab may uski pussy ko suck kanay laga phir ek bar uski pussy nay pani chod diya. Phir bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo varna koi aa jayega ab yeh ekdam taiyar hay apna cock iski pussy may dalo. ab bhabhi bhi puri tarah nude thi or wo bhi apni pussy may fingring kar rahi thi or apni sister ko bol rahi thi ki chato meri pussy ko tumharay jiju to isko chatey hi nahi hay yeh muje bahut paresan karti hay. to may nay bhabhi ko kaha ki tumhay jab bhi apni pussy or sare badan ko chatvana ho to muje yaad karlay na may aapkay sare badan ko massage or chatunga. to woli ha zaror may ab tumsay hi apnay badan ki malish or suck karvaungi. tum yeh kam may bahut expert ho. or kaha ki chalo ab iski pussy ki payas buja do. yeh bhi bath room may ja ja kar apni pussy ko rab karti or fingring karti hay to wo boli ke didi may to jiju or aapko rat ko sex karte dekh kar hi yeh sab sikhu hu or meri pussy may fingring dalti hu. ab mujsay iski khuzli bardast nahi ho ti didi aap kuch karona. to bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo. phir may nay usko sofa per hi leta diya or uskay ass ke nichi bhabhi nay ek pilo rakha kyuki wo abhi virgin thi. or muje kaha ki sameer chalo or wo uskay mouth ke pass jakar apni pussy uskay mouth per rakh di or kehnay lagi ki tum isko suck karo. may apna lund uski pussy ke samnay rakha or andar karnay la per uski pussy bahut hi tight thi wo andar nahi ja raha tha yeh dekh kar bhabhi nay kaha. Ki thoda zor lagao manay zor lagaya per wo andar nahi gaya to bhabhi nay kaha ki tumhara bahut mota hay manay aaj tak itna mota lund xxx movie may bhi nahi dekha hay. or wo waha say khadi hui or bedroom may say creem lekar aai or thoda mera lund per lagaya or thoda apni sister ki pussy per or rab kiya or phir kaha ki ab apnay cock dalo. may phir say try kiya or mera thoda cock uski pussy may gaya to wo ronay lagi ki muje dard ho raha hay to bhabhi nay kaha ki kuch nahi hoga or uskay leep per apnay leep rakh diye or muje ishara kiya ke ab dalo to manay ek zordar dhakka diya or sara lund uski virgin pussy may dal diya wo chikh padi per bhabhi ke leeps honay say uski aawaz nahi nikli per uskay aashu nikal gaye wo ronay lagi. to bhibhi nay kaha ki kuch der tum yuhi raho iski chut choti or thight hay isli.phir may karib 5min yuhi raha or phir move honay laga ab usko bhi maja aanay laga or wo bhi responce dene lagi or kehnay lagi ki zor say or zor say kai dino say may may kisi ke pass fuck karvanay ki soch rahi thi per koi muje mila hi nahi ek bar manay apnay leeftman ke samnay bhi apnay boobs batay the ki yeh dekh kar wo muje fuck kare per uski wife waha aa gai. mere bf ko bhi kaha tha per uska lund to bahut chota tha tumhara realy may bahut sexy or mota lund hay abmay iske pass hi chuvaungi. phir may 15min storck laganay ke bad pani chodnay wala tha to bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer bahar pani nikalna to may nay foran apna lund bahar nikala or uskay mouth may apna pani chod diya or uskay kaha ki tumhari pehli chudai ka juice tum pee jao to wo sara mera pani pee gai or kaha ki bahut testy hay.

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یہ کہانی ہندی میں تھی میں نے اس کا اردو میں ترجمعہ کیا ہے

مصنفہ: نجمہ ورما
میری شادی ہوئے تقریبا دس سال ہو گئے تھے. ان دس سالوں میں میں اپنے شوہر سے ہی تن کا سکھ حاصل کرتی تھی. انہیں اب ڈايبٹيج ہو گئی تھی اور کافی بڑھ بھی گئی تھی. اسی وجہ سے انہیں ایک بار هرديگھات بھی ہو چکا تھا. اب تو ان کی یہ حالت ہو گئی تھی کہ ان کے لنڈ کی كساوٹ بھی ڈھیلی ہونے لگی تھی. لنڈ کا كڑكپن بھی نہیں رہا تھا. ان کا ششن میں بہت شتھلتا آ گئی تھی. ویسے بھی جب وہ مجھے چودنے کی کوشش کرتے تھے تو ان کی سانس فول جاتی تھی، اور دھڑکن بڑھ جاتی تھی. اب دھیرے دھیرے رنویر سے میرا جسمانی تعلق بھی ختم ہونے لگا تھا. پر ابھی میں تو اپنی بھرپور جوانی پر تھی، 35 سال کی ہو رہی تھی.

جب سے مجھے یہ محسوس ہونے لگا کہ میرے شوہر مجھے چودنے کے قابل نہیں رہے تو مجھ پر ایک نفسیاتی اثرات ہونے لگا. میری چدائی کی خواہش بڑھنے لگی تھی. راتوں کو میں واسنا سے تڑپنے لگی تھی. رنویر کو یہ پتہ تھا پر مجبور تھا. میں ان کا لنڈ پکڑ کر خوب ہلتے تھی اور ڈھیلے لنڈ پر مٹھ بھی مارتی تھی، پر اس سے تو ان کا ویرے سکھلت ہو جایا کرتا تھا پر میں تو پیاسی رہ جاتی تھی.

میں من ہی من میں بہت اداس ہو جاتی تھی. مجھے تو ایک مضبوط، سخت لؤڑا چاہئے تھا! جو میری چوت کو جم کے چود سکے. اب میرا من میرے بس میں نہیں تھا اور میری نگاہیں رنویر کے دوستوں پر اٹھنے لگی تھی. ایک دوست تو رنویر کا خاص تھا، وہ اکثر شام کو آ جایا کرتا تھا.

میرا پہلا نشانہ وہی بنا. اس کے ساتھ اب میں چدائی کا تصور کرنے لگی تھی. میرا دل اس سے چدانے کے لئے تڑپ جاتا تھا. میں اس کے سامنے وہی سب گھسي - پٹي تركيبے آزمانے لگی. میں اس کے سامنے جاتی تو اپنے چھاتیوں کو جھکا کر اسے عکاسی کرتی تھی. اسے بار بار دیکھ کر متلبي نگاہوں سے اسے اكساتي تھی. یہی تركيبے اب بھی كرگار ثابت ہو رہی تھی. مجھے معلوم ہو چکا تھا تھا کہ وہ میری گرفت میں آ چکا ہے، بس اس کی شرم توڑنے کی ضرورت تھی. میری یہ حرکتیں رنویر سے نہیں چھپ سکی. اس نے بھانپ لیا تھا کہ مجھے لنڈ کی ضرورت ہے.

اپنی مجبوری پر وہ اداس سا ہو جاتا تھا. پر اس نے میرے بارے میں سوچ کر شاید کچھ فیصلہ کیا تھا. وہ سوچ میں پڑ گیا ...

"کومل، تمہیں بھوپال جانا تھا نا ... کیسے جاؤ گی؟"

"ارے، وہ ہے نا تمہارا دوست، راجہ، اس کے ساتھ چلی جاؤنگی!"

"تمہیں پسند ہے نا وہ ..." اس نے میری طرف سوني آنکھوں سے دیکھا.

میری آنکھیں ڈر کے مارے پھٹی رہ گئی. پر رنویر کے آنکھوں میں پیار تھا.

"نہیں ایسی تو کوئی بات نہیں ہے ... بس مجھے اس پر یقین ہے."

"مجھے معاف کر دینا، کومل ... میں تمہیں مطمئن نہیں کر پاتا ہوں، برا نہ مانو تو ایک بات کہوں؟"

"جی ... ایسی کوئی بات نہیں ہے ... یہ تو میری قسمت کی بات ہے ..."

"میں جانتا ہوں، راجہ تمہیں اچھا لگتا ہے، اس کی آنکھیں بھی میں نے پہچان لی ہے ..."

"تو کیا؟ ..." میرا دل دھڑک اٹھا.

"تم بھوپال میں دو تین دن اس کے ساتھ کسی ہوٹل میں رک جانا ... تمہیں میں اور نہیں بادھنا چاہتا ہوں، میں اپنی کمزوری جانتا ہوں."

"جانو ... یہ کیا کہہ رہے ہو؟ میں زندگی بھر ایسے ہی رہ لوں گی." میں نے رنویر کو اپنے گلے لگا لیا، اسے بہت چوما ... اس نے میری حالت پہچان لی تھی. اس کا کہنا تھا کہ میری معلومات میں تم سب کچھ کرو تاکہ وقت آنے پر وہ مجھے کسی بھی پریشانی سے نکال سکے. راجا کو بھوپال جانے کے لیے میں نے راضی کر لیا.

پر رنویر کی حالت پر میرا دل رونے لگا تھا. شام کی ڈیلکس بس میں ہم دونوں کو رنویر چھوڑنے آیا تھا. بادشاہ کو دیکھتے ہی میں سب کچھ بھول گئی تھی. بس آنے والے لمحات کا انتظار کر رہی تھی. میں بہت خوش تھی کہ اس نے مجھے چدانے کی چھوٹ دے دی تھی. بس اب بادشاہ کو راستے میں پٹانا تھا. پانچ بجے بس روانہ ہو گئی. رنویر سوني آنکھوں سے مجھے دیکھتا رہا. ایک بار تو مجھے پھر سے رولاي آ گئی ... اس کا دل کتنا بڑا تھا ... اسے میرا کتنا خیال تھا ... پر میں نے اپنے جذبات پر جلدی ہی قابو پا لیا تھا.

ہمارا ہنسی مذاق سفر میں جلدی ہی شروع ہو گیا تھا. راستے میں میں نے کئی بار اس کا ہاتھ دبایا تھا، پر اس کی ہمت نہیں ہو رہی تھی. پر کب تک وہ اپنے آپ کو روک پاتا ... آخر اس نے میرا ہاتھ بھی دبا ہی دیا. میں خوش ہو گئی ...

راستہ کھل رہا تھا. میں نے ایک دم تن سلوار کرتا پہن رکھا تھا. اندر پیںٹی نہیں پہنی تھی، برا بھی نہیں پہنی تھی. یہ میرا پہلے سے ہی سوچا ہوا پروگرام تھا. وہ میرے ہاتھوں کو دبانے لگا. اس کا لنڈ بھی پینٹ میں ابھر کر اپنی موجودگی درشا رہا تھا. اس کے لنڈ کے كڑكپن کو دیکھ کر میں بہت خوش ہو رہی تھی کہ اب اسے لنڈ سے مستی سے چدائی کروں گی. میں کسی بھی حالت میں بادشاہ کو نہیں چھوڑنے والی تھی.

"کومل ... کیا میں تمہیں اچھا لگتا ہوں ...؟"

"ہوں ... اچھے لوگ اچھے ہی لگتے ہیں ..." میں نے جان کر اپنا چهرا اس کے چہرے کے پاس کر لیا. راجا کی تیز نگاہیں دوسرے لوگوں کو پرکھ رہی تھی، کہ کوئی انہیں دیکھ تو نہیں رہا ہے. اس نے دھیرے سے میرے گال کو چوم لیا. میں مسکرا اٹھی ... میں نے اپنا ایک ہاتھ اس کی جاگھو پر رکھ دیا اور ہولے ہولے سے دبانے لگی. مجھے جلدی شروعات کرنی تھی، تاکہ اسے میں بھوپال سے پہلے اپنی اداوں سے زخمی کر سکوں.

یہی ہوا بھی ...... سيٹے اونچی تھی لہذا وہ بھی میرے گلے میں ہاتھ ڈال کر اپنا ہاتھ میری چوچیوں تک پہنچانے کی کوشش کرنے لگا. پر ہاے رام! بس ایک بار اس نے سخت چوچیوں کو دبایا اور جلدی سے ہاتھ ہٹا لیا. میں تڑپ کر رہ گئی. بدلے میں میں نے بھی اس کا ابھرا لنڈ دبا دیا اور براہ راست ہو کر بیٹھ گئی. پر میرا دل خوشی سے بلليو اچھل رہا تھا. بادشاہ میرے قبضے میں آ چکا تھا. اندھیرا بڑھ چکا تھا ... تبھی بس ایک مڈ - وہ پر رکی.

بادشاہ دونوں کے لئے سرد مشروبات لے آیا. کچھ ہی دیر میں بس چل پڑی. دو گھنٹے بعد ہی بھوپال آنے والا تھا. میرا دل سرد مشروبات میں نہیں تھا بس بادشاہ کی طرف ہی تھا. میں ایک ہاتھ سے مشروبات پی رہی تھی، پر میرا دوسرا ہاتھ ... جی ہاں اس کی پینٹ میں کچھ تلاش کرنے لگا تھا ... گڑبڑ کرنے میں مگشول تھا. اس کا بھی ایک ہاتھ میری چکنی جاںگھوں پر فسل رہا تھا. میرے جسم میں تراوٹ آنے لگی تھی. ایک طویل عرصے کے بعد کسی مرد کے ساتھ رابطہ ہونے جا رہا تھا. ایک سولڈ تنا ہوا لنڈ چوت میں داخل ہونے والا تھا. یہ سوچ کر ہی میں تو نشے میں کھو گئی تھی.

تبھی اس کی انگلی کا لمس میرے دانے پر ہوا. میں سنگھ اٹھی. میں نے جلدی سے ادھر ادھر دیکھا اور کسی کو نہ دیکھتا پا کر میں نے چین کی سانس لی. میں نے اپنی چنی اس کے ہاتھ پر ڈال دی. اندھیرے کا فائدہ اٹھا کر اس نے میری چوچیاں بھی سہلا دی تھی. میں اب آزاد ہو کر اس کے لنڈ کو سہلا کر اس کی موٹائی اور لمبائی کا جائزہ لے رہی تھی.

میں بار بار اپنا منہ اس کے ہونٹوں کے قریب لانے کی کوشش کر رہی تھی. اس نے بھی میری طرف دیکھا اور میرے پر جھک گیا. اس کے کسی گیلے ہونٹ میرے ہونٹوں کے قبضے میں آ گئے تھے. موقع دیکھ کر میں نے پینٹ کی زپ کھول لی اور ہاتھ اندر گھسا دیا. اس کا لنڈ انڈرویر کے اندر تھا، پر ٹھیک سے پکڑ میں آ گیا تھا.

وہ تھوڑا سا وچلت ہوا پر ذرا بھی مخالفت نہیں کیا. میں نے اس کی انڈرویر کو ہٹا کر ننگا لنڈ پکڑ لیا. میں نے جوش میں اس کے ہونٹوں کو زور سے چوس لیا اور میرے منہ سے چوسنے کی زور سے آواز آئی. بادشاہ ایک دم سے دور ہو گیا. پر بس کی آواز میں وہ کسی کو سنائی نہیں دی. میں واسنا میں نڈھال ہو چکی تھی. من کر رہا تھا کہ وہ میرے اعضاء کو مسل ڈالے. اپنا لنڈ میری چوت میں گھسا ڈالے ... پر بس میں تو یہ سب ممکن نہیں تھا. میں دھیرے دھیرے جھک کر اس کی رانوں پر اپنا سر رکھ لیا. اسکی جپ کھلی ہوئی تھی، لنڈ میں سے ایک بھینی بھینی سے ویرے جیسی آروما آ رہی تھی. میرے منہ سے لنڈ بہت قریب تھا، میرا دل اسے اپنے چہرے میں لینے کو مچل اٹھا. میں نے اس کا لنڈ پینٹ میں سے کھینچ کر باہر نکال لیا اور اپنے منہ سے حوالے کر لیا. بادشاہ نے میری چنی میرے اوپر ڈال دی. اس کے لنڈ کے بس دو چار سٹكے ہی لیے تھے کہ بس کی لايٹے جل اٹھی تھی. بھوپال آ چکا تھا. میں نے جیسے سونے سے اٹھنے کا بہانہ بنایا اور اںگڑائی لینے لگی. مجھے حیرت نہیں ہوئی کہ سفر تو بس پل بھر کا ہی تھا! اتنی جلدی کیسے آ گیا بھوپال؟ رات کے نو بج چکے تھے.

راستے میں بس سٹےڈ آنے کے پہلے ہی ہم دونوں اتر گئے. راجہ مجھے کہہ رہا تھا کہ گھر یہاں سے پاس ہی ہے، ٹیکسی لے لیتے ہیں. میں یہ سن کر تڑپ گئی - سالا چدائی کی بات تو کرتا نہیں ہے، گھر بھیجنے کی بات کرتا ہے.

میں نے بادشاہ کو مشورہ دیا کہ گھر تو سویرے چلیں گے، ابھی تو کسی ہوٹل میں کھانا کر لیتے ہیں، اور کہیں رک جائیں گے. اس وقت گھر میں سبھی کو تکلیف ہوگی. انہیں کھانا بنانا پڑے گا، ٹھہرانے کی سیاست شروع ہو جائے گی، وغیرہ.

اسے بات سمجھ میں آ گئی. بادشاہ کو میں نے ہوٹل کا پتہ بتایا اور وہاں چلے آئے.

"تمہارے گھر والے کیا سوچیں گے بھلا ..."

"تمہیں کیا ... میں کوئی بھی بہانہ بنا دوں گی."

کمرے میں آتے ہی رنویر کا فون آ گیا اور پوچھنے لگا. میں نے اسے بتا دیا کہ راستے میں تو میری ہمت ہی نہیں ہوئی، اور ہم دونوں ہوٹل میں رک گئے ہیں.

"کس کا فون تھا ... رنویر کا ...؟"

"ہاں، میں نے بتا دیا ہے کہ ہم ایک ہوٹل میں الگ الگ کمرے میں رک گئے ہیں."

"تو ٹھیک ہے ..." بادشاہ نے اپنے کپڑے اتار کر تولیہ لپیٹ لیا تھا، میں نے بھی اپنے کپڑے اتارے اور اوپر تولیہ ڈال لیا.

"میں نہانے جا رہی ہوں ..."

"ٹھیک ہے میں بعد میں نہا لوں گا."

مجھے بہت غصہ آیا ... یوں تو ہوا نہیں کہ میرا تولیہ کھینچ کر مجھے ننگی کر دے اور باتھ روم میں گھس کر مجھے خوب دبایے ... چھي ... یہ تو لللو ہے. میں من مار کر باتھ روم میں گھس گئی اور تولیہ ایک طرف لٹکا دیا. اب میں ننگی تھی.

میں نے جھرنا کھول دیا اور ٹھنڈی ٹھنڈی فهارو کا لطف لینے لگی.

"کومل جی، کیا میں بھی آ جاؤں نہانے ...؟"

میں پھر سے كھيج اٹھی ... کیسا ہے یہ آدمی ... سالا ایک ننگی عورت کو دیکھ کر بھی هچكچا رہا ہے. میں نے اسے ہنس کر ترچھی نگاہوں سے دیکھا. وہ ننگا تھا ...

اس کا لنڈ تننايا ہوا تھا. میری ہنسی فوٹ پڑی.

"تو کیا ایسے ہی کھڑے رہو گے ... وہ بھی ایسی حالت میں ... دیکھو تو ذرا ..."

میں نے اپنا ہاتھ بڑھا کر اس کا ہاتھ تھام لیا اور اپنی طرف کھینچ لیا. اس نے ایک گہری سانس لی اور اس نے میری پیٹھ پر اپنا جسم چپکا لیا. اس کا کھڑا لنڈ میرے چوتڑوں پر فسلنے لگا. میری ساسے تیز ہو گئی. میرے کسی گیلے بدن پر اس کے ہاتھ فسلنے لگے. میری بھیگی ہوئی چوچیاں اس نے دبا ڈالی. میرا دل تیزی سے دھڑکنے لگا تھا. ہم دونوں جھرنے کی بوچھار میں بھیگنے لگے. اسکا لنڈ میری چوتڑوں کی درار کو چیر کر چھید تک پہنچ گیا تھا. میں اپنے آپ جھک کر اس کے لنڈ کو راستہ دینے لگی. لنڈ کا دباؤ چھید پر بڑھتا گیا اور ہاے رے! ایک فك کی آواز کے ساتھ اندر داخل ہو گیا. اس کا لنڈ جیسے میری گانڈ میں نہیں بلکہ جیسے میرے دل میں اتر گیا تھا. میں آند کے مارے تڑپ اٹھی.

آخر میری دل کی خواہش پوری ہوئی. ایک لطف بھری چیخ منہ سے نکل گئی.

اس نے لنڈ کو پھر سے باہر نکالا اور زور سے پھر ٹھوس دیا. میرے بھیگے ہوئے بدن میں آگ بھر گئی. اس کے ہاتھوں نے میرے ابھاروں کو جور جور سے ہلانا اور مسلنا شروع کر دیا تھا. اس کا ہاتھ آگے سے بڑھ کر چوت تک آ گیا تھا اور اس کی دو اگليا میری چوت میں اتر گئی تھی. میں نے اپنی دونوں ٹاںگیں فیلا لی تھی.

اس شاٹ تیز ہونے لگے تھے. اتواسنا سے بھری میں بیچاری جلد ہی جھڑ گئی.

اسکا ویرے بھی میری ٹائیٹ گانڈ میں داخل ہونے کی وجہ سے جلدی نکل گیا تھا.

ہم غسل کر کے باہر آ گئے تھے. شوہر بیوی کی طرح ہم نے ایک دوسرے کو پیار کیا اور رات کھانے کے لئے نیچے روانگی کر گئے.

تبھی رنویر کا فون آیا، "کیسی ہو. بات بنی یا نہیں ...؟"

"نہیں جانو، وہ تو سو گیا ہے، میں بھی کھانا کھا کر سونے جا رہی ہوں!"

"تم تو بددھو ہو، پٹے پٹايے کو نہیں پٹا سکتی ہو ...؟"

"ارے وہ تو مجھے بھابھی ہی کہتا رہا ... لفٹ ہی نہیں مار رہا ہے، آخر تمہارا سچا دوست جو ٹھہرا!"

"دھتت، ایک بار اور کوشش کرنا ابھی ... دیکھو چد کر ہی آنا ..."

"ارے ہاں میرے جانو، کوشش تو کر رہی ہوں نا ... گڈنايٹ"

میں مردوں کی فطرت پہچانتے تھی، سو میں نے چدائی کی بات کو خفیہ رکھنا ہی بہتر سمجھا. راجہ میری باتوں کو سمجھنے کی کوشش کر رہا تھا. ہم دونوں کھانا کھا کر سونے کے لئے کمرے میں آ گئے تھے. میری تو یہ سفر ہنیمون جیسی تھی، ماہ بعد، میں چدنے والی تھی. گانڈ تو چدا ہی چکی تھی. میں نے فوری طور پر ہلکے کپڑے پہنے اور بستر پر کود گئی اور ٹاںگیں پسار کر لیٹ گئی.

"آؤ نا ... لیٹ جاؤ ..." اس کا ہاتھ کھینچ کر میں نے اسے بھی اپنے پاس لیٹا دیا.

"راجا، گھر پر تم نے خوب تڑپايا ہے ... بڑے شریف بن کر آتے تھے!"

"آپ نے تو بھی بہت شرافت دکھائی ... بھیا بھیا کہہ کر میرے لنڈ کو ہی جھکا دیتی تھی!"

"تو اور کیا کہتی، سےيا ... سےيا کہتی ... باہر تو بھیا ہی ٹھیک رہتا ہے."

میں اس کے اوپر چڑھ گئی اور اس کی رانوں پر آ گئی.

"یہ دیکھ، سالا اب کیسا کڑک رہا ہے ... نكالو میں بھی کیا اپنی فددي ..." میں نے آنکھ ماری.

"اے ہٹ بیشرم ... ایسا مت دھن ..." راجہ میری باتوں سے جھینپ گیا.

"ارے جا رے ... میری پیاری سی چوت دیکھ کر تیرا لنڈ دیکھ تو کیسا جور مار رہا ہے."

"تیری زبان سن کر میرا لنڈ تو اور فول گیا ہے ..."

"تو یہ لے ڈال دے تیرا لنڈ میری گیلی مياني میں ..."

میں نے اپنی چوت کھول کر اس کا لال سپاڑا اپنی چوت میں سما دیا. ایک سسکاری کے ساتھ میں اس سے لپٹ پڑی. مجھے یقین نہیں ہو رہا تھا کہ کسی غیر مرد کا لنڈ میری پیاسی چوت میں اتر رہا ہے. میں نے اپنی چوت کا اور زور لگایا اور اسے مکمل سما لیا. اس کا فولا ہوا بے حد کڑک لؤڑا میری چوت کے اندر - باہر ہونے لگا تھا. میں آہیں بھر بھر کر اپنی چوت کو دبا دبا کر لنڈ لے رہی تھی. مجھ میں بے پناہ واسنا چڑھی جا رہی تھی. اتنی کہ میں بےسدھ سی ہو گئی. جانے کتنی دیر تک میں اس سے چدتي رہی. جیسے ہی میرا رس نکلا، میری تندرا ٹوٹی. میں جھڑ رہی تھی، بادشاہ بھی کچھ ہی دیر میں جھڑ گیا.

میرا دل ہلکا ہو گیا تھا. میں چدنے سے بہت ہی پرفللت تھی. کچھ ہی دیر میں میری پلکیں بھاری ہونے لگی اور میں گہری ندرا میں سو گئی. اچانک رات کو جیسے ہی میری گانڈ میں لنڈ اترا، میری نیند کھل گئی. بادشاہ پھر سے میری گانڈ سے چپکا ہوا تھا. میں پاؤں فیلا کر الٹی لیٹ گئی. وو میری پیٹھ چڑھ کر میری گانڈ مارنے لگا. میں لیٹی لیٹی سسکاریاں بھرتی رہی. اسکا ویرے نکل کر میری گانڈ میں بھر گیا. ہم پھر سے لیٹ گئے. گانڈ چدنے سے میری چوت میں پھر سے جاگ ہو گئی تھی. میں نے دیکھا تو بادشاہ جاگ رہا تھا. میں نے اسے اپنے اوپر کھینچ لیا اور میں ایک بار پھر سے بادشاہ کے نیچے دب گئی. اسکا لنڈ میری چوت کو مارتا رہا. میری چوت کی پیاس بجھاتا رہا. پھر ہم دونوں سکھلت ہو گئے. ایک بار پھر سے نیند کا سلطنت تھا. جیسے ہی میری آنکھ کھلی صبح کے نو بج رہے تھے.

"میں چائے مگاتا ہوں، جتنے تم فریش ہو لو!"

ناشتہ کرنے کے بعد بادشاہ بولا، "اب چلو تمہیں گھر پہنچا دوں ..."

پر گھر کسے جانا تھا ... یہ تو سب ایک سوچی سمجھی منصوبہ بندی تھی.

"کیا چلو چلو کر رہے ہو؟ ... ایک دور اور ہو جائے!"

راجہ کی آنکھیں چمک اٹھی ... تاخیر کس بات کی تھی ... وہ لپک کر میرے اوپر چڑھ گیا.

میرے چوت کے كپاٹ پھر سے کھل گئے تھے. بھچابھچ چدائی ہونے لگی تھی. درمیان میں دو بار رنویر کا فون بھی آیا تھا. چدنے کے بعد میں نے رنویر کو فون لگایا.

"کیا رہا جانو، چدی یا نہیں ...؟"

"ارے ابھی تو وہ اٹھا ہے ... اب دیکھو پھر سے کوشش کروں گی ..."

تین دنوں تک میں اس سے جی بھر کر چدی، چوت کی ساری پیاس بجھا لی. پھر جانے کا وقت بھی آیا. راجہ کو ابھی تک سمجھ نہیں آیا تھا کہ یہاں تین تک ہم دونوں صرف چدائی ہی کرتے رہے ... میں اپنے گھر تو گئی ہی نہیں.

"پر رنویر کو پتہ چلے گا تو ...؟"

"مجھے رنویر کو سمجھانا آتا ہے!"

گھر آتے ہی رنویر مجھ پر بہت ناراض ہوا. تین دنوں میں تم بادشاہ کو نہیں پٹا سکی.

"کیا کروں جانو، وہ تو تمہارا سچا دوست ہے نا ... ہاتھ تک نہیں لگایا!"

"اچھا تو وہ چکنا اكت کیسا رہے گا ...؟"

"یار اسے تو میں نہیں چھوڑنے والی، چکنا بھی ہے ... اس کے اوپر ہی چڑھ جاوںگی ..."

روير نے مجھے پھر پیار سے دیکھا اور میرے سینے کو سہلا دیا.

"سی السلام السلام سييييي ... ایسے مت کرو نا ... پھر چدنے کی خواہش ہو جاتی ہے."

"اوہ ساری ... جانو ... لو وہ اكت آ گیا!"

اكت کو فسانا کوئی مشکل کام نہیں تھا، پر رنویر کے سامنے یہ سب کیسے ہوگا .... اسے بھی دھیرے سے ڈورے ڈال کر میں نے اپنے جال میں فسا لیا. پھر دوسرا پےترا آزماےا. سیکورٹی کے لحاظ سے میں نے دیکھا کہ اكت کا کمرہ ہی اچھا تھا. اس کے کمرے میں جا کر چد آئی اور رنویر کو پتہ بھی نہیں چل پایا.

مجھے لگا کہ جیسے میں دھیرے دھیرے رڈي بنتی جا رہی ہوں ... میرے شوہر دیو اپنے دوستوں کو لے کر آ جاتے تھے اور ایک کے بعد ایک نئے لنڈ ملتے ہی جا رہے تھے ... اور میں کوئی نا کوئی پےترا بدل کر چد آتی تھی ... ہے نا یہ غلط بات!

پتورتا ہونا بیوی کا پہلا فرض ہے. پر آپ جانتے ہیں نا چور تو وہ ہی ہوتا ہے جو چوری کرتا ہوا پکڑا جائے ... میں ابھی تک تو پتورتا ہی ہوں ... پر چدنے سے پتورتا ہونے کا کیا تعلق ہے؟ یہ موضوع تو بالکل الگ ہے. میں اپنے شوہر کو سچے دل سے چاہتی ہوں. انہیں چاهنا چھوڑ دوں گی تو میرے لیے مردوں کا انتظام کون کرے گا بھلا؟

میرے جانو ... میرے دلور، تمہارے لائے ہوئے مرد سے ہی تو میں چدتي ہوں ...

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Karachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.It wasn't a pleasant feeling for me to see Atul, my 21 year old son's eyes straying on my 19 year old daughter all the time disregarding my presence. Being a responsible mother, I feared that the horny young lad could end up doing something unprecedented in our family and thereby making a mess of both of their lives. I have noticed the efforts he made to get closer with his younger sister physically. Alka was too ignorant for her age and never suspected her horny brother's intentions as she was all at ease in his company. I started feeling more discomfort after I watched Atul staring at Alka's cleavage which she was inadvertently revealing while they were playing chess at home. It was an awkward feeling to see him getting into the bathroom as I could guess what guys of his age would be doing in.

Although I was saddened to see my son straying like this, I couldn't help having sympathy for him as his generation is being exposed to all sorts of rubbish beginning from the TV. My husband has always toiled hard to ensure a better future for our children and I was convinced that he would be disappointed to know Atul's corrupt mind. I was in a dilemma whether to give any hint to Alka as there was every possibility that their relations could soar if I ever revealed Atul's perversion. At the same time, I feared that Atul could transgress into illegal territories and thereby get into some serious trouble. I had to safeguard my daughter at any cost from my son who looked like a demon looking for the right occasion to ravage his own sister. I somehow felt that Atul could be back on track once his curiosity about sex is over.

From then onwards, I started paying more attention about my own appearance. I discarded the traditional thick sarees and preferred plain chiffons. I reverted to the sleeveless blouses which used to be a sort of my trademark till I became a mother. I even visited a nearby parlor to cut my hair short and to have a nice face bleaching done. Everyone including my husband was surprised about my sudden switchover from a conventional housewife look to that of a progressive modern woman. As I had anticipated, Atul became more curious about me.

Whenever I moved around, his eyes followed me looking for whatever flesh portion I was revealing to him. Initially, it wasn't a nice feeling at all to realize that I am letting my son to glance at me with sexual intend but soon I reconciled to the fact. As a mother, I was taking a calculated risk which had all the potential to backfire. More so, with a teenage son at home who was being led by his impulse rather than intellect. Unintentionally, I started drawing the attention of other men around as well due to the change of my looks. I even started experiencing the ordeals that normally teen girls go through like quite a few instances of eve teasing for which our city has been notorious for. Young boys seemed to press my butts and sometimes brush my breasts while I traveled in crowded buses. Frankly speaking some of them did make me wet with their adolescent mischief. I was convinced that I evoked response from boys like my own Atul.

It was a Sunday. Alka was about to leave for her dance class and my husband was sincerely cleaning our car downstairs. I watched Atul walking across the hall towards Alka's room through the corner of my eyes from the kitchen. Though stunned, I followed him so slow that he couldn't hear me coming behind. He stood close to the door closed ajar and started peeping into Alka's room. I felt as if my entire blood got frozen as I realized that Atul was watching his own sister while she changed clothes. As I tapped my foot on the floor, Atul turned around and froze to see me coming. He immediately turned around and rushed towards his room and I stood there as if I have seen nothing. Soon, Alka left the house after dressing up and I know both she and my husband weren't about to return at least for another couple of hours.

"Atul," I called from the drawing room for which there wasn't any answer. I smiled to myself guessing where he would have headed after seeing his sister stripping. I moved into my room and picked up the loose T-shirt which I had bought recently. I sneaked into one of my husband's ¾ trousers leaving a couple of inches of my stomach exposed in between. I returned to the kitchen and resumed my cooking wondering if Atul would ever come to me at all. However, it wasn't a long wait as I could hear the sound of his foot steps approaching the kitchen.

"Mom, did you call me?"

"Yes," I replied holding my breath. I soon realized he had stopped at the door itself and after a few seconds of pause, I heard the foot steps all over again coming closer behind me. His eager arms held my waist and turned me around to face him. It was unbelievable to see the lust flowing in his eyes as he looked at my face soon to get downwards and settle his eyes on my breasts and my nipples which perked on the T-shirt.

"Of late, you have started looking great."

"I hope you like that," I almost stumbled for words unable to gauge the intensity of his eyes probing through my T-shirt. His eyes soon descended onto my thighs as he started moistening his lips with his tongue which popped out. I was stunned to see the bulge on his crotch as I could guess that his organ might be amazingly big. Holding my waist, his thumbs pressed against my flesh making me tremble momentarily. He tilted his head towards me and I couldn't help closing my eyes. I knew it was futile and preferred not to resist at all as we got into each other's arms hugging with a newly found passion. His mouth conquered mine as his tongue made its way through my lips. I heard my heart beat loud while my body felt like being burnt as his cock was pressing desperately against me in our intense hug. My pussy was defying me as I felt it getting soaked with drops of juice although it was my beloved son who was arousing me. I was holding the back of his head to ensure that our mouths never went apart while he chewed my lips like never before.

It was only after I felt that Atul was gasping for breath that I relieved him from the kiss. He looked at me with a peculiar expression and asked in husky voice, "Will you tell Dad?" I shook my head and smiled to make him feel at ease.

He immediately resumed from where he had left before. His hands reached to my breasts squeezing them while the feel of his thumbs were making my nipples arouse with lust. I pushed his trousers downwards and I went on my knees. Atul's enormous cock stood straight pointing towards my face. I found it was larger than what I had anticipated.

"Oh God, is this a cock or a canon?" I asked Atul laughingly." I am afraid neither my mouth nor my pussy can hold it in."

"Don't tell me it's bigger than Dad," Atul replied with a naughty smile.

"It certainly is," I quipped. "It must be at least a couple of inches longer than him."

"So what?" Atul brushed the tip of his cock on my chin. "It's worth a try."

I smiled and let his gigantic organ inside my mouth gently and started stroking. Atul gripped my hair while swaying back and forth thrusting his manhood further into my mouth. As I looked up I could see Atul quivering in joy feeling his hard organ being treated wonderfully by his own mother.

"I love you, Mom," He murmured. "Keep sucking! Keep sucking!!"

My hands were firmly holding on to his ass to ensure against let him slip off while I continued sucking like deliriously. His cock soon exploded so swiftly that I found it extremely hard to gulp it before swallowing the entire load. His cock started shrinking after sending out a few loads of cum as I stood up and kissed him on his lips yet again.

"Taste your own cum, my son," I smiled at him. Atul sprang on me to have a go at my breasts yet again before I stopped him for a second. As he watched with eyes wide open, I removed my T-shirt and trousers and threw it off outside the kitchen. Atul immediately pushed me down making me sit on the floor resting my back on the cupboard with legs spread as wide as I could. He lowered his head on my soaking clit and began licking it fast and furious. I had lost control once his tongue popped out to intrude between my pussy lips as I held his head pressing hard against my pussy. Occasionally I could feel his teeth getting into play as well as I quivered and swayed in all directions unable to confine my excitement before squirting my fluid on his face. Now, it was his turn to kiss me firmly on my lips and say, "Taste your own cum, Mom."

"You need to get upright again," I told Atul. "Play with your mother's boobs again. I will hold your cock and rub it against my pussy. You will soon recover with enough vigor to tear my pussy."

He didn't loose even a split second obeying me as he started devouring my breasts with unimaginable lust although I felt slight pain whenever he held my nipples between his teeth and pulled them all the way. The moment my palm felt the head of his cock, it animated as if it was waiting for my touch and soon became hard as a rock. Atul kept alternating between my breasts by sucking one while squeezing the other with his strong young hands. His organ hardly needed any guidance as it easily settled on the top of my pussy. The long cock that was his, it halted momentarily before I flexed my body a bit to let another inch get in. Atul was looking down as if he couldn't believe that his cock was about to enter into his mother's pussy.

"Come on, Get in," I moaned lifting my legs further while Atul took his time to thrust his cylindrical weapon inside my waiting pussy. He grinned once the big head of his cock vanished inside my pussy and took a deep breath before pushing his waist hard against me. My legs went around his waist while my arms held on to his strong shoulders. Atul soon started motioning back and forth in a good rhythm and soon every inch of his huge cock penetrated inside with amazing ease. The smart boy that he is, soon settled into a smooth momentum letting his cock in and out of my moist pussy with tremendous power. The tip of his cock seemed like going far inside my cunt as my clit had yielded to the long monster of my son. As waves of pleasure started rolling inside me, I looked up to see how my son was enjoying fucking his mother on the floor of the kitchen.

"Atuuuullllll," I shouted as if I was hit by a lightning once I reached yet another orgasm. Atul's cock was generating so much of radiation in me as never before while it kept banging my womb. I humped up and down his vibrant cock, it became evident that he was about to reach his climax as well.

"Fuck me.. Fuck me.... Fuck your mother.... Fuck...."

Within seconds Atul groaned so loud that I was scared for a moment before feeling loads of his semen flow from his cock inside my womb as if the shutter of a dam got opened. He kept unloading a few times every few seconds before sighing exhausted as if he had emptied out everything inside me. His cock which hitherto felt so menacing began to withdraw from my slippery pussy. He felt as if frozen while my tired legs slipped down from his waist. A few drops of his sweat from the forehead fell on my breasts after which he came down on me falling on my shoulders. Unbelievable it may sound, but we remained together for another fifteen minutes before I spoke to him.

"So, you got all that you needed?"

"Yes, But I will come again."

"Sure," I smiled at him stroking his hair slogged in perspiration. "It's a deal. You should never get anywhere near Alka till she gets married and you will have me for life."

Atul raised his head showing signs of surprise, " So, does that mean you did all this for Alka?"

"Of course," I replied and kissed on his lips.

"I agree," he assured. "I will look upon her only as a sister from now on."

I felt happy that somehow I have safeguarded my daughter.

"But mom," Atul smirked. "I can never look upon you as my mother."

We laughed.Karachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.

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Karachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.ہیلو دوستو میں آپ کی بہن آج پھر آپکی خدمات میں ایک سٹوری لی کر آئی ہوں جو کہ میری دوست فہمیدہ کی ہے آئیناس کی زبانی پڑھتے ہیں
میں ایک گھریلو خاتوں ہوں میری عمربتیس سال ہے میں زیادہ خوبصورت تو نہیں لیکن سیکسی بہت ہوں 36/29 /34d کے فیگر کی مالک ہوں میرےگھر میں 4 افراد ہیں یعنی میں میرا شوہر سبحان میری ساس اور ہمارا نوکر رجب یہ کہانی پانچ سال پھلے کی ہے اس وقت ہمارا کوئی بچہ نہیں تھا ہماری شادی کو 2 سال ہوتے تھے اور ہم کو بچہ پیدا کرنے کی جلدی بھی نہیں تھے ہم سکس کا خوب مزہ لینا چاہتے تھے اور اس وقت تک میں نے شوہر کے سوا کسی اور سے سکس نہیں کیا تھا.
ان دنوں میں خوش و خرم زندگی گزار رہی تھے پھر ایک دن شوہر نے بولا کہ اسکو ایک سال ٹریننگ کے لئے جانا ہے کویت مجھ کو یہ بہت برا لگا کیوں کہ وہ مجھے تقریباً روز چودتا تھا اور میں بہت خوش تھی پھر وہ منحوس دن بھی آگیا جب سبحان کویت چلا گیا سمجھو گھر مجھے کاٹنے کو دوڑتا میری ساس ہمیشہ اپنے کمرے میں رہتی اور بہت ضروری کام سے ہی بھر نکلتی میں تنہائی کا شکار ہوئی رجب کو میں خاص لفٹ نہیں کرتی تھی پھر کچھ دن تو آرام سے گزرے لیکن ایک ہی مہینے میں مجھے سبحان کی کمی محسوس ہونے لگی مجھے سکس چاہیے تھا انہی دنو میری ساس کے بھائی کا انتقال ہوا اور ساس مجھے چھوڑ کر جامشورو چلی گئیں میں تو اب اور تنہا ہوگئی ساس کے جانے کے بعد میں نے رجب کو بولا کہ کل کپڑے دھویں گے وہ بولا ٹھیک ہے باجی اگلے دن ہم نے کپڑے نکالے دھونے کے لئے میں نے ٹرانسپیرنٹ کا سوٹ پہنا کیونکہ گرمی بھی تھی تو میں نے پھلے ساس کے کپڑے دھونے اور رجب میرا ہاتھ بٹا رہا تھا میرے کپڑے گیلےہورہے تھے رجب کی عمر سولہ سال کی تھے اور میں اس کو بچہ سمجھتی تھی ساس کے کپڑوں کے بعد میں نے اپنے کپڑے ڈالے پھر میں نے اس کے بعد رجب کے کپڑے مشن میں دھونے رجب مجھ سے بہت ٹچ ہورہا تھا جسکو میں نے اگنور کیا اس کے کپڑے دھونے کے بعد مجے یاد آیا کہ میرے انڈر گارمنٹس نیچے رہ گۓ ہیں ہم چھت پر کپڑے دھو رہے تھے میں نے رجب کو بولا کہ تم میرے کپڑے لے آؤ نیچے کمرے سے وہ چلا گیا وہ کچھ در کے بعد آیا اور بولا باجی وہاں اور کوئی کپڑا نہیں ہے میں بولی پاگل ہو کیا میں نے خود نکالے ہیں وہ بولا قمیض شلوار ہیں کیا میرے منہ سے نکل گیا نہیں میرے برا اور پینٹیاں ہیں وہ لے آؤ وہ مسکراتے ہوتے بولا وہ کیا ہوتی ہیں میں بولی وہ جو میں انڈر پہنتی ہوں میرے باتھ روم میں ہیں وہ بولا ٹھیک ہے پھر وہ لے آیا پھر میں نے ان کو بھی دھویا پانی سے نکالنےکے بعد میں نے رجب کو بولیں کو بھی تار پر ٹانگ دو وہ بولا ٹھیک ہے ٹانگتے ہوتے اس نے مجھ سے پوچھا اس کو کیا کہتے ہیں میں بولی برا اس نے پوچھا اس کو کیوں پہنتے ہیں میں بولی تاکہ چھاتیاں لوز نہ لگیں اور ہلکے کپڑوں میں نظر نہ آئین پھر ہم نیچے آگۓ میں تھک گئی تھی پھر میں اپنے کمرے میں گئی اور چینج کیا پھر رجب کو بریانی لینے بھیج دیا میرے جسم میں درد سا ہورہا تھا وہ بریانی لے کر آگیا تو ہم نے مل کر کھایا میں نے اس کو بولا میرے تو پورے جسم میں درد ہے میں سونے جارہی ہوں وہ بولا اگر آپ برا نہ مانیں تو میں دبا دوں میں بولی پھر آؤ میرے کمرے میں وہ بھی آیا میں نے اسکو بولا سبحان میری اور میں اس کی مالش کرتی تھی جب ہمارے جسم میں درد ہوتا کیا تم مالش کرسکتے ہو اس نے بولا کیوں نہیں باجی میں نے اسکو بولا تم باہرجاؤ جب بولوں تب آنا وہ بیچارہ باہر نکل گیا میں نے جلدی سے اپنی قمیض شلوار اتاری اور الٹی لیٹ گئی اور برا اور پنٹی نہیں اتاری اور گانڈپر تولیہ رکھ دیا پھر اسکو آواز دی وہ جب آیا پھلے تو میرے گندمی جسم کو دیکھ کر حیران پریشان ہوا لیکن خود کو سنبھال لیا میرے پاس آیا اور بولا کس سے مالش کروں میں آئل نکلنا بھول گئی تھی میں ایک دم اٹھی اور اس کو آئل بوتل دی اور پھر سے الٹی لیٹ گئی اس نے بولا کہاں سے شروع کروں میں بولی پاؤں سے اس نے میری ٹانگوں سے شروع کیا پھلے دائیں ٹانگ کو آئل لگایا اور خوب جم کا مالش کرنے لگا پھر بائیں ٹانگ کو پھر اوپر آتے ہوے بولا باجی درمیان کی جگہ تک جاؤں یا نہیں میں بولی کہاں اس نے میری گانڈ پر ہاتھ رکھ کر کہا یہاں میں بولی ہاں پورا جسم تو اس نے مجے بولا یہ تیل سے خراب ہو جاۓ گی میں بولی وک میں اتار دیتی ہوں لیکن تم آنکھیں بند کرکے کرو گے مالش وہ بولا کیوں باجی میں بولی بس وہ بولا ٹھیک ہے میں نے اس کو بولا آنکھیں بند کرو اس نے آنکھیں بند کرلیں میں نے پنٹی بھی اتار دی پھر اس کو بولا اب کرو اس نے گانڈ پر تیل ڈالا اور خوب مالش کرنے لگا پھر اسکا ہاتھ میری چوت کو بھی ٹچ کرنے لگا میں نے کچھ نہیں بولا تو وہ اور گہرائیمیں ہاتھ کرنے لگا سچ کہوں تو مجھے بھی مزہ آنے لگا تھا پھر اس نے میری ٹانگوں تھوڑا کو کھولا اور اپنی ایک انگلی میری چوت میں ڈال دی میں بولی کیا کرہے ہو وہ بولا آپکو برا لگا میں تو مالش کرہا تھا میں بولی نہیں کرتے رہو اس کو اور شہ مل گئی وہ اور تیزی سے انگلی کرنے لگا میری چوت گلی ہوگئی تھی اور مجہ کو مزہ آرہا تھا اور میں نے مزے میں اپنی گانڈ کو اٹھا دیا اور اس کو بولا اور تیز اور تیز 5 منٹ میں میرا پانی نکل آیا میں بولی بس کرو میں فارغ ہوگئی ہوں پھر اس نے میری پنٹی سے ہاتھ کو صاف کیا پھر اوپر کمر کی مالش شروع کی اس کی سلور میں اس کا لنڈ کھڑا تھاجو کہ میری گانڈ سے بار بار ٹچ ہورہا تھا میں نے پوچھا یہ کیا ٹچ ہورہا ہے اس نے بولا کہاں میں بولی میری گانڈ پر وہ بولا کچھ نہیں پھر اس نے میری برا کا ہک بھی کھول دیا اور کھل کر پیچھے سے مالش کی پھر وہ اٹھا اور مجھے سیدھا کیا اور میرے سر کی طرف آیا اور میرے پیٹ پر تیل ڈالا اور مموں تک مالش کرنے لگا مجھے اس کے ہاتھوں کا نشۂ سا ہونے لگا اسنے زور زور سے میرے مموں کو دبایا اسکا لنڈ میرے منہ کو ٹچ ہورہا تھا میں نے اس کو بولا تم اپنی قمیض اتار دو اس نے ایک دم اتار دی اور پھر سے مموں کو دبانے لگا میں نے ایک دم اس کی شلوار کا ناڑا کھنچ دیا وہ بھی میری طرح ننگا ہوا میں اس کے 8 انچ کے لوڑے کو دیکھ کر دم بخود ہوگئی جس کو میں بچہ سمجھتی تھی وہ تو پورا مرد نکلا میں نے اس کے لنڈ کو منہ میں لیا اور گشتیوں کی طرح چوسنے لگی وہ بولا ہاۓباجی میں لنڈ منہ سے نکالا اور بولی مالش کرو مجھے اپنا کام کرنے دو وہ بولا اچھا باجی میں نے بھی ٹانگیں کھول دن اور اس نے موقع دیکتے ہی میری چوت پر ہاتھ لے گیا اور اپنی انگلی کرنے لگا اتنے میں اس کی آواز آئی باجی میں فارغ ہونے والا ہوں میں نہیں رکی یہاں تک کہ اس نے اپنی منی سے میرا منہ بھر دیا میں نے اس کی منی چوس لی پھر اس نہ لنڈ چھوٹا ہونے لگا پھر ہم دونوں اٹھ کر بیٹھ گۓ وہ بولا معاف کرنا باجی میں نے آپ کا منہ گندا کیا میں نے مسکراتے ہوتے بولا اب میری چوت کو بھی گندا کرو وہ بولا باجی یہ گناہ ہے میں بولی میرے منہ میں جو دیا تو کیا وہ گناہ نہیں تھا بولا بس غلطی ہو گئی میں بولی میری چوت میں جو انگلیاں کی پھر میں نے اسکو بولا تم نے کسی کو چودا ہے وہ بولا نہیں پھر میں نے اس کو بولا تم رکومیں آتی ہوں میں باتھ روم گئی اور اپنے منہ کو دھویا اور واپس آگہی تو دیکھا کہ وہ باہر جارہا ہے میں بولی کہاں تو بولا پانی پینے میں بولی میں بھی آتی ہوں میں بھی اس کے پیچھے گئی پانی پینے کے بعد میں نے اس کو بولا کہ چھت پر کھلو اور آج مجھے خوب چودو میں نے اس کا ہاتھ پکڑا اور چھت پر لے گئی وہاں پر میں نے ایک چادر بچھائی اور اس پر لیٹ گئی اور اس کو اپنے پاس بٹھایا اور اس کے لنڈ سے کھیلنے لگی اس کا لنڈ پھر سے کھڑا ہونے لگا پھر میں نے اسکو بولا چودو مجھے وہ بولا نیچے چلتے ہیں وہاں کریں گے ہم واپس نیچے آۓ تو میں نے صوفےپر بیٹھ کر اپنی ٹانگیں کھول دیں اور بولی اب چودو اس نے میری چوت پر اپنا لنڈ رکھا اور اندر کرنے لگا اسکا لنڈ نہیں جارہا تھا میری چوت میں تو میں بولی حرامی کے بچے ڈال زور سے تو وہ بولا خاموش رنڈی میں تیری چوت کو پھاڑدوں گا کتیا نہ ہو تو اور ایک زور دار جھٹکا دیا اور میری چوت میں اس کا 8 انچ کا لنڈ چلا گیا پھر کیا تھا اس نے اپنے جھٹکے تیز کردے میں چیختی رہی آھستہ آھستہ لیکن نہیں روکا پھر مجے بھی مزہ آنے لگا میرے منہ سے آوازیں نکلنے لگیں آہ ہ ہ ہ ہوی ی ی ی ی ی ی یی اوہ ماں مرگئیپھر 10 منٹ تک میری کہدے کے بعد وہ میری چوت میں ہی فارغ ہوا
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Karachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.کہنے کو تو حرا ١١ سال کی تھی پر وہ اپنی عمر سے زیادہ جانتی تھی کیوں کے ماں بیٹی اکیلی رہتی تھی وہ مجھے سب بتاتی تھی کیوں کے میں اس کا بہت اچھا دوست تھا،

اب میں اصل کہانی کی طرف آتا ہوں حرا دبلی پتلی معصوم لڑکی تھی میری نیّت تب بدلی جب ایک دن میں اس کے گھر گیا تو وہ ہلکے کپڑوں میں تھی جس میں سے اس کا جسم نظر آرہا تھا مجھے دیکھ کر اس نے کپڑے بدل تو لئے مگر جب تک میری نیّت بدل چکی تھی اور میں دیوانہ سا ہو گیا تھا پھر میں نے یہ عادت بنا لی کے روز کسی نہ کسی بہانے اس سے مستی کرتا اورجب وہ مجھ سے لڑتی تو اس کے ممے دباتا اور کمر پر ہاتھ پھیرتا مگر کھل کر کچھ نہ کر پاتا مگر بات پھر بھی بنتی نظر نہیں آرہی تھی آخر کار مجھے منصوبہ بنانا پڑا-

ایک دن میں نے نیند کی گولیاں لی اور ایک ڈرنک میں ڈال دیں میں تھوڑی ڈرنک گولی ڈالنے سے پہلے پی چکا تھا جب وہ ملی تو میں نے وہ ڈرنک اس کو دی باتیں کرتے کرتے ہم اس کا گھر چلے گئے میری قسمت مہربان تھی اس کی ماں گھر پر نہیں تھی اس نے کہا تم باھر رکو میں آتی ہوں اور وہ ڈرنک پیتے ہوئے اندر چلی گئی مجھے اندازہ تھا کے گولی اپنا اثر جلدی دیکھائے گی کیوں کے اس نے پہلی بار ایسی گولی کھائی ہوگی اور یہی ہوا تھوڑی دیر بعد ہے اس کی زور سے آواز آئی اور وہ اپنے باورچی خانے کے باہر گری ہوئی تھی میں نے جب اسے اٹھایا تو وہ بہت مشکل سے اٹھ پا رہی تھی میرا شیطانی دماغ کام کر رہا تھا

میں نے اسے ایسے اٹھایا کے جیسے وہ کافی بھاری ہے اور اٹھاتے ہوئے سادے سے اس کی قمیض ایک جھٹکے سے پھاڑدی اب وہ سادے سے پوری ننگی ہوگی تھی اس نے مجھے روکنا چاہا پر میں نے کہا کے اس کی جان کی اہمیت ہے میں نے اٹھا کر اسے بستر پر لیتا دیا وہ پورے نشے میں تھی اس نے کہا کے مرے کپڑے بدل دو کیوں کے اگر ماں آگئی تو مسلہ ہو جائے گا مجھے تو موقع چاہیے تھا میں نے فورن اس کی قمیض اتار دی اس کے مموں پر نظر پڑتے ہی میرا لنڈ کھڑا ہونے لگا میں نے بلڈ پریشر کا بہانہ بنا کر اس کے ہاتھ اور پھر پورا جسم رگڑنا شروع کر دیا

اب مجھے اندازہ ہو رہا تھا کے وہ گرم ہونا شروع ہوجائے گی کیوں کے اس کے جسم کو پہلی بار کوئی ایسے چھو رہا تھا میں ہلکے ہلکے اس کے مموں کو رگڑتا رہا پھر آہستہ آہستہ پیٹ پر ہاتھ پھیرنے لگا اس کی سانسیں تیز چل رہی تھی گولی کا اثر تھوڑا اور بڑھا تو میں نے اپنا کام شروع کر دیا وہ پورے نشے میں آگئی اور میں نے جھک کر اس کے گلابی ہونٹوں پر اپنے ہونٹ رکھ دے اور آہستہ آہستہ چوسنے لگا وہ بہت رسیلے تھے مجھے یہ مزہ پہلے کبھی نہیں آیا تھا اس نے روکنے کی کوشش کی پر اس کی ہمّت جواب دے گئی اور اس نے مجھے دیکھ کر اپنی آنکھیں بند کرلی میں نے ساتھ ساتھ اس کی مموں کو سہلانا شروع کر دیا اس نے کہا کے ایسا مت کرو میں نے اسے آہستہ سے کہا کے یہ سب ضروری ہے ورنہ اس کی طبیعت بگڑ سکتی ہے اور میرے جسم کی گرمی سے وہ ٹھیک ہو جائے گی

یہ کہ کر میں نے اپنی قمیض اتار دی اور اس سے لپٹ گیا اور اس کے مموں کو چوسنے لگا اور اس کی بھی آہ نکلنے لگی میں ایک ممے کو دبا کر دوسرے کو مزے سے چوس رہا تھا اس کا نپپل گلابی رنگ کا تھا اور بہت مزے کا تھا میرا لنڈ تو ایک دم کھڑا ہوگیا اسکے منہ سے آوازیں نکلنے لگی کے نہیں نہیں مگر میں روکا نہیں میں نے معا چوستے ہوئے ایک ہاتھ اس کی شلوار میں ڈال دیا وہ مزید گرم ہو گئی اور اس کی سانسیں بھی تیز ہو گیں میں سمجھ گیا کے اب اپنا کام پورا ہو جائے گا میں آہستہ آہستہ انگلی سے اس کی چوت کو چھیڑنے لگا اب اس کی چوت گیلی ہونے لگی میں نے اس کی شلوار کو آرام سے اتارا اس کے اندر اب اتنی ہمّت نہیں تھی کے وہ مجھے روکے اور پھر میں نے اپنی شلوار بھی اتار دی

میں اس کی چوت کو دیکھ کر دیوانہ ہوگیا تھا اور وہ مجھے مکھن جیسی لگ رہی تھی میں نے اس کی چوت کو چاٹنا شروع کر دیا بس پھر جو اس کی آهھیں تھی اور میرے مزے تھے چوت مزے سے چوسنے کے بعد میں نے اپنا لنڈ اس کے ہاتھ میں پکڑایا اور اس نے جب میرا لنڈ دیکھا تو وہ ڈرنے لگی مگرمیرے کہنے پر وہ اس پر ہاتھ پھیرنے لگی پھر میں نے لنڈ کو اس کے ہونٹوں سے لگا دیا اور چوسنے کو کہا وہ اپنے جسم کو میرے حوالے کر چکی تھی بس اس نے میرا لنڈ اپنے ہاتھ میں لیا اور آہستہ سے چوسنے لگی تھوڑی دیر میں اسے مزہ آنے لگا اور میرے بھی مزے آنے لگے مجھے لگا کے میں فارغ ہونے والا ہوں تو میں غسل خانے گیا اور فارغ ہو کر آیا اور پھر سے حرا کی چوت کو چاٹنے لگا

میرا دل اب اس کو چودنے کا چاہ رہا تھا مگر میں اس کی سیل توڑنا نہیں چاہتا تھا ابھی یہے سوچ رہا تھا کے اس نے کہا کے مجھ سے برداشت نہیں ہو رہا میری تو پھر سے قسمت کھل گئی اور میں نے اس کی ٹانگوں کو کھولا اور اپنا لنڈ اس کی چوت پر رکھ کر مسلنے لگا اس کی تو جیسے جان نکلی ہوئی تھی مزے سے میرا ٹوپہ اس کے سوراخ کے اوپر فٹ ہو گیا اور میں نے آہستہ سے دھکّا لگا دیا اس کی ایک دم سے چیخ نکلی اور میرا لنڈ اندر گھس چکا تھا وہ تڑپنے لگی کیوں کے اس کی چوت لنڈ کا مزہ پہلی بار لے رہی تھی خون کے ساتھ ساتھ چوت پانی بھی چھوڑ رہی تھی اور لنڈ گیلا ہو کر روانی پکڑ رہا تھا اور میں مزے لوٹ رہا تھا اس کے ہاتھ پکڑ کر میں اب پوری طرح رہا اسے چود رہا تھا تھوڑی دیر میں اسے بھی مزہ آنے لگا اور پھر تو جیسے دونوں مل کر ایک دوسرے کو چود رہے تھے

میرا لنڈ تیز تیز چودنے لگا اور وہ بھی پورا مزہ لینے لگی تھوڑی ہی دیر میں ایک دم سے میں اس کے اندر میری منی نکل گئی اس نے زور سے ایک سانس لیا اور مجھ سے لپٹ گئی ہلکے ہلکے درد کی وجہ سے گولی کا اثر کم ہو رہا تھا اور وہ یہ سمجھ چکی تھی کے یہ کام کتنا ضروری ہے تھوڑی ہے دیر میں دوبارہ ہم تیار ہو گئے اور اس دفع میں نے آرام سے اس سے اپنے لنڈ کو چسوایا پھر اس کی چوت کو چاٹا اور اس کے بعد بہت مست والی چودائی ہوئی پھر ہم غسل خانے گئے اور نہا کر بیٹھ گئے اور ایک دوسرے کے ہونٹوں کو چوسنے لگے وہ کہنے لگی کے اس کی چوت میں بہت درد ہو رہا ہے

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مجھے میرے کان اور قسمت پر یقین نہیں کر سکتی. میں نے خوشی سے آخری وہ دور منتقل کر دیا کود کے بارے میں تھا. 10 تیز گھڑی میں میں نے دروازہ کی گھنٹی بج رہا سنا، میں اٹھی اور دروازہ کھولا. میں نے دیکھا ایک خوبصورت نوجوان میرے سامنے کھڑا تھا. اس نے اپنے آپ کو جان کے طور پر متعارف کرایا، اور میں اپنے آپ کو متعارف کروایا ہے اور ہم دونوں ہال کے اندر چلا گیا اور ایک سوفی پر بیٹھے. مجھے پیشکش کی کہ اس کے پینے اور سگریٹ نوشی لیکن انہوں نے کہا کہ کہ وہ انہیں پسند نہیں کیا انکار کر دیا. پھر میں نے آہستہ آہستہ اسے اپنے تمام تحقیقات میں بتایا اور اس نے مجھے ایک سیکسی انداز میں سکون اور کچھ وقت کے بعد میں ایک گلابی رنگ اور شفاف رات میں تبدیل کر دیا گیا، اور میں نے اسے ایک ٹی شرٹ اور باکسر کو پہننے کو دیا. اس کا جسم اتھلیٹک اور بہت اچھا تھا. پھر ہم نے بیڈ روم میں ریٹائر. میں اتنا نروس تھا.

انہوں نے سب سے پہلے مجھ سے میرے ہونٹوں پر چوما اور شروع کر دیا اس کے انگلیوں کے ساتھ میرے پیٹ اور ناف پرواہ ہے. مجھے بہت گرمی لگ گیا تھا اور پھر انہوں نے میری بڑی سینوں میں منتقل کر دیا گیا اور انہیں دبانے شروع. ہم چوببن توڑ دیا اور وہ میرے کان کہ آپ کو جنگلی جنسی پسند کرتے ہو میں آہستہ آہستہ نے کہا کہ؟ ‘اور میں نے کہا جی ہاں. پھر اس نے میری پتلی رات کو نوچنا شروع کیا اور میں نے صرف میری چولی اور جاںگھیا میں چھوڑ دیا گیا تھا. انہوں نے پر چولی کے ساتھ میری چھاتی چوس اور چولی اس کے تھوک کے ساتھ گیلے تھا.میں نے آہستہ آہستہ کراہ. ان کی تھوک کی رطوبت میری چھاتی کو چھو گیا تھا اور وہ ایک ہی بار میں میری چولی سے میری چھاتی کو آزاد کرا لیا. نے ان کی جگہ میں دنگ رہ گئے اور میں نے اس سے پوچھا کہ کیوں اور انہوں نے کہا کہ وہ اس کی زندگی میں اس طرح کے بھاری چھاتی کبھی نہیں دیکھا اور میں شرم محسوس طور پر انہوں نے کہا کہ کیا گیا تھا.

انہوں نے اس کے ہاتھ میں میری چھاتی کے ایک لیا اور آہستہ آہستہ ان کو اس کے منہ میں ڈال دیا اور جس طرح سے انہوں نے چوسا برقی لہر کے ساتھ میرے جسم سے گزر رہا ہے مجھے پاگل بنا دیا ہے. انہوں نے تیسا کو تیسا منتقل کر دیا گیا اور انہیں ایک سیکسی طریقے سے اور ایک منصوبہ بندی کے طریقے میں چوسا. اس کے بعد انہوں نے مجھے بستر پر پرکشیپک اور میرے جاںگھیا پر منتقل کر دیا. انہوں نے سب سے پہلے جاںگھیا چاٹ لیا تھا اور آہستہ آہستہ اس نے اپنے دانتوں کے ساتھ جاںگھیا ہٹا دیا. وہ میری بلی میں اس کی جیب ڈالا اور میں حتمی خوشی کے ساتھ ہلا کر رکھ دیا. وہ زبان گھنٹہ 1/2 کے لئے میرے گڑبڑ ہے. میں پاگل لڑکی کی طرح چللا رہا تھا. میں نے کہا ‘اوہ، تم آدمی چلو میرے مانس یہ چوستے ہیں، نوچنا، اسے چیر ”

اس کے بعد انہوں نے ان کے باکسر اور اس وقت یہ میری باری حیران کرنے کے لیے تھا ہٹا دیا. اس کا مرگا تقریبا 9 “لمبی اور 3″ وسیع تھا. اس نے مجھے اس کا مرگا چوستے کرنے کا حکم دیا ہے اور میں آہستہ آہستہ ان مرگا میرے منہ میں لیا اور چوسنے کی عادت شروع کر دیا ہے. انہوں نے کراہ طرح مکمل کرنے کے لئے میری ڈک چوستے گیا تھا. میں کیا گیا تھا ان کے الفاظ پر پیدا ہو رہی ہے. انہوں نے کہا کہ وہ کم تھا اور اس نے مجھ سے پوچھا کہ اس کی سہ کہاں چھوڑنے اور میں نے ابھی ابھی میری چھاتی دکھائی اور وہ خوشی سے میری چھاتی پر کر دیا ‘مجھے سونے اور میری بڑی چھاتی کے درمیان ان کی لمبی ڈک رکھنے کے ساتھ مجھ پر بیٹھ سہ اور تیسا آخر کا آغاز مجھے. میں نے 9 بادل پر تھا کیونکہ یہ میرا پہلا سیشن تیسا کیا تھا. کے بعد جبکہ ان ڈک پھر کھڑے ہوئے اور اس وقت میں حقیقی آخر کے لئے تیار تھا. انہوں نے میرے پیروں سے روانہ کیا اور آہستہ آہستہ میری بلی میں ان راکشس میں داخل کیا اور مجھے ایسا محسوس ہوا جیسے ایک گرم چھڑی مجھے پیچھے تھا.

انہوں نے سست لمحات بنایا اور وہ اس کی رفتار آہستہ آہستہ اضافہ ہوا ہے میں یہ الفاظ کے ساتھ چللا رہا تھا اور وہ چوٹی پر اس کی رفتار میں اضافہ ہوا ہے. اس کے بعد انہوں نے پوزیشن تبدیل کر دیا گیا. وہ بستر پر مقرر کیا اور مجھے اس کی ڈک پر بیٹھ اور میں کود اور پمپنگ ایک پاگلوں کی طرح، میری بڑی چھاتی ایک سراسر قوت کے ساتھ کود رہے تھے اور انہوں نے میری چھاتی کو پکڑا اور انہیں دبانے اور مساج شروع کی اور میں آہستہ آہستہ میری خود زوال بنا دیا اور میری چھاتی اس کے چہرے کے سامنے میں تھے، وہ انہیں چوس کرنا شروع کر دیا اور میں کود گیا تھا. آخر کا 1/2 گھنٹے کے بعد انہوں نے کہا کہ وہ کم تھا اور اس نے ان کے ڈک لیا اور میری چھاتی پر اس کی سہ چھڑکیں. اس طرح، میں نے جان کے ساتھ ایک عظیم تجربہ تھا اور ہم اس دن کے لئے تقریبا 12 مرتبہ گڑبڑ اور میں 6 بار رات کا کھانا مکمل طور پر تیار سہ کے طور پر وہ میری بلی کھا نیچے گیا تھا اور ہم دونوں کو پورے دن کے لئے ننگے تھے اور بہت مزہ آیاKarachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.

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سب سے پہلے تو بتا دوں کہ یہ ایک حقیقت افسانے ہے کیونکہ مجھے جھوٹ بولنے سے بھی اور بولنے والوں سے بھی سخت نفرت ہے. یہ بات ابھی گزشتہ ماہ کی ہے، ہم نے دلی میں ایک نیا گھر خریدا تھا.

ایک لڑکی جس کا نام ہیما ہے، ہمارے گھر کے سامنے اپنے خاندان کے ساتھ رہتی ہے. عمر کوئی ہوگی 17-18 کے قریب، چھوٹی چھوٹی چوچیاں، پتلی کمر، گلابی ہونٹ اور چوتڑ تو سمجھو کیامت.

ابھی ہمیں نئے گھر میں آئے ہوئے چار دن ہی ہوئے تھے. میں نے دیکھا کہ وہ میری طرف دیکھ رہی تھی. میں نے اس دن اس کو پہلی بار دیکھا. بس میرا تو سمجھو لںڈ پورا اکڑ گیا. من کیا کہ سالی کو ابھی پٹک کر چود دوں پر میں چاہتا تھا کہ پہل وہی کرے تو مزید اچھا رہے گا.

میں بايس سال کا سمارٹ لڑکا ہوں، اچھی اچھی لڑکیاں مرتی ہیں میرے اوپر! بس اس دن تو میں جیسے تیسے آفس چلا گیا تو وہ بعد میں میرے گھر آئی، میری ممی سے ملی اور پوچھا کہ کہاں سے آئے ہو؟ کیا کرتے ہو؟ اور میرے بارے میں بھی پوچھا.

آپ کو بتا دوں کہ میرا خود کا بزنس ہے كركري ایکسپورٹ کا. میں صبح 10 بجے آفس جاتا ہوں اور رات کو 8 بجے آتا ہوں. ہفتہ اور اتوار میری چھٹی ہوتی ہے.

اگلے دن ہفتہ تھا تو وہ سکول نہیں گئی. شاید اسے ممی نے بتا دیا تھا کہ میں ہفتے کو گھر پر ہی رہتا ہوں. جب میں 7 بجے سوکر اٹھا تو بالکونی کی طرف آیا. دیکھا کہ وہ کھڑی تھی، میری طرف دیکھتے ہی اس نے گردن ہلا کر مجھے ہیلو کیا اور میری طرف ایک منٹ میں آنے اشارہ کر کے چلی گئی.

میں دیکھتا رہا. اچانک دیکھا تو وہ میرے گھر پر ہی میرے پیچھے کھڑی تھی. اچھا ہوا کہ اس وقت ممی وہاں نہیں تھی مندر چلی گئی تھی. میں نے اس سے پوچھا - جی ہاں! بتاييے!

تو وو کہنے لگی - آپ میری طرف دیکھ رہے تھے نہ! تو میں نے سوچا کہ جا کر ہی مل لوں.

میں نے کہا - پلیز، آپ یہاں سے چلی جاؤ! کہیں کسی نے دیکھ لیا تو پریشانی ہو جائے گی.

وہ بولی - او کے بابا! چلی جاؤں گی، تم کیوں اتنا ڈر رہے ہو؟

پھر بولی - اچھا تمہارا نام انکر ہے نا؟ اور تم بزنس کرتے ہو! اور تمہاری شادی بھی نہیں ہوئی ہے! ابھی تک کیا تمہارا شادی کرنے کا دل نہیں کرتا؟

تو میں نے غصے سے کہا - تمہیں اس سے کیا مطلب؟

کیونکہ مجھے ڈر لگ رہا تھا، ابھی چار دن ہوئے تھے محلے میں آئے ہوئے.

وہ بولی - پلیز، میرا ایک کام کرو گے؟

اس کی آنکھوں میں معصومیت کی جھلک رہی تھی تو میں بھی پگھل گیا اور بولا - بولو، کیا کام ہے؟

تو وہ بولی - میں نے سنا ہے کہ آپ کی انگلش بہت اچھی ہے لیکن میری بہت کمزور ہے. اگر آپ مجھے تھوڑا بہت پڑھا دیا کریں تو آپ کا احسان میں زندگی بھر نہیں بھولوگي.

تو میں نے کہا - اس میں احسان کی کیا بات ہے، اگر تمہارے گھر والوں کو کوئی پریشانی نہیں ہے تو مجھے بھی کوئی پریشانی نہیں ہوگی. تم روز رات کو آٹھ بجے آ سکتی ہو.

اس نے مجھے شکریہ کہا تو میں نے سوچا کہ موقع ہے گرو! چوکا مار دو اور بول دیا - دوستی میں نو ساری! نو تھینکس!

وہ مسکرائی اور جانے لگی، اس وقت میری ممی بھی مندر سے آ گئی. اور اس سے پوچھ ہی لیا - ہاں بیٹی! کیسے آئی تھی.

ممی کو شک تو ہو رہا تھا، بس میں فورا اپنے کمرے میں چلا گیا.

پر اس نے خود ہی ممی کو بول دیا کہ میں آج سے شام کو 8 بجے سے اسے پڑھانے والا ہوں کیونکہ اس کی امتحان قریب آ رہی ہیں، اور اسے کوئی انگلش کا اچھا ٹیچر نہیں مل رہا ہے.

میں نے بھی چپکے سے سن لیا. میں بھی دل ہی دل خوش ہونے لگا. اس دن آفس میں بھی کام میں دل نہیں لگا. اب اتنی خوبصورت لڑکی اور وہ بھی نئی، تو بھلا کس کا دل کرے گا کام کرنے کا! اور میں آفس سے سات بجے ہی آ گیا.

ممی نے کھانے کو پوچھا تو میں نے بولا - ابھی نہیں! تھوڑا بعد میں كھاوگا.

بس 8 بجے اور وہ گئی اپنی کتابیں لے کر!

تو میں نے اسے بولا کہ پڑھائی ہمیشہ تنہائی میں ہی ہوتی ہے اور اپنے کمرے میں آنے کو کہا. بس وہ میرے پیچھے پیچھے آ گئی. اب وہ اور میں میرے بستر پر بیٹھ گئے. اس نے اپنی کتاب کھولی اور پوچھنے لگی یہ کیا ہوتا ہے، وہ کیا ہوتا ہے.

میرا کہاں دل کر رہا تھا پڑھانے کا! میں تو بس اس کی طرف دیکھتا ہی جا رہا تھا.

اس نے پوچھا - کیا دیکھ رہے ہو؟ تو میں نے کہا - تمہارا چہرہ پڑھ رہا ہوں کیونکہ میں ایک ساكولوجسٹ ہوں اور مجھے لگتا ہے کہ تمہیں کوئی نہ کوئی پریشانی ضرور ہے.

تب وہ خوش ہو گئی اور بولی - آپ کو کیسے پتہ؟ اور بتاو نا کچھ!

تو میں نے بھی سوچا کہ موقع اچھا ہے اور بولا - لگتا ہے تمہیں کسی کی کمی کھلتی ہے اپنی زندگی میں!

تو وہ بولی - ہاں! اور تمہیں شاید کوئی اچھا دوست نہیں ملا جس سے تم اپنے دل کی باتیں کر سکو!

تو اس نے ہاں میں سر ہلایا اور اداس سی ہی گئی اور بولی - کچھ اور بھی بتاؤ نا!

تو میں نے کہا - لاؤ تمہارے گالوں کی لکیریں دیکھتا ہوں کیا کہتی ہیں! اور اس کے گالوں کو چھو - چھو کر دیکھنے لگا.

میرا لںڈ تو سمجھو باہر آنے کو بے تاب تھا پینٹ سے!

وہ دیکھ رہی تھی اور بولی - بتاو نا کیا لکھا ہے میرے گالوں پر؟

تو میں نے بول دیا کہ تمہاری زندگی میں کوئی بہت جلد آنے والا ہے اور تم بھی اسے چاہتی ہو اور اگر تم نے اسے بولنے میں تھوڑی بھی دیر کی تو تم زندگی بھر ایسے ہی پچھتاتے رہو گی.

تب وہ بولی - اگر اس نے منع کیا تو؟ میں نے کہا - ایسا ہو ہی نہیں سکتا.

تب اچانک وہ مجھ سے لپٹ گئی اور بولی - آئی لو یو انکر!

بس میں نے بھی بولا - آئی لو یو ٹو جان!

اور اس کے ہونٹوں پر اپنے ہونٹ رکھ دیے. پانچ منٹ تک ہم دونوں ایسے ہی لپٹے رہے کہ اچانک اس کی ممی نے نیچے سے آواز لگائی - تعلیم ختم ہو گئی ہو تو آ جاؤ بیٹا! باقی کل پڑھ لینا. اگلے دن اتوار تھا تو میں نے اسے کہا - کل میں کہیں باہر جا سکتا ہوں اس لئے تمہیں صبح آٹھ بجے ہی پڑھا دوں گا.

رات بھر نیند نہیں آئی اور بس سوچتا رہا کہ کب صبح ہو اور چود ڈالوں اسے!

وہ رات بھی اتنی لمبی ہو گئی کہ بس آپ تو جانتے ہی ہوں گے دوستو کہ انتظار کتنا مشکل ہوتا ہے.

خیر صبح ہوئی، آٹھ بجے اور وہ آ گئی. اور تبھی ممی بھی مندر چلی گئی. وہ اور میں براہ راست کمرے میں گئے، دروازہ بند کر لیا اور جاتے ہی اس کے جلتے ہوئے ہونٹوں پر اپنے ہونٹ رکھ دیے. وہ بھی میرا ساتھ دینے لگی. نا جانے کب ہی کب میں نے اسکی چوچیوں کو آزاد کر دیا اور انہیں زور زور سے مسلنے لگا. اس نے میرا ہلکا سا احتجاج کیا پر اس کے بعد وہ بھی گرم ہو گئی.

میرا لںڈ اندر ہی پینٹ پھاڑنے لگا اور اس نے اپنے ہاتھوں سے مسلنا شروع کر دیا. تقریبا 10 منٹ کی چما - چاٹی کے بعد وہ پوری گرم ہو گئی اور میرے کپڑے اتارنے لگی.

میں نے بھی دیر نہ کرتے ہوئے اس کے کپڑے اتار دئے. اس نے صرف پینٹی ہی پہنی تھی. اسکا نںگا بدن دیکھ کر میں دںگ رہ گیا. اس کی چوچیاں اس طرح میرے سامنے تھیں کہ گویا مجھے اپنی شہوت بجھانے کے لئے مدعو کر رہی ہوں. تھوڑے ہی وقت میں دونوں پورے ننگے ہو گئے. وہ گھٹنے کے بل بیٹھ گئی اور میرا لںڈ چوسنے لگی اور میں اسکے ممے دبا رہا تھا. پھر میں نے اسے لٹا دیا اور اس کی سگمرمري چوت اپنی انگلیوں سے چودنے لگا. اس کی چوت ایک دم کسی تھی انچدي کلی تھی. وہ سسکاریاں بھر رہی تھی اور اتنے میں وہ جھڑ چکی تھی. میں نے اس کے آب حیات - رس کو صاف کر دیا.

تب میں نے اپنے لںڈ کو اس کی چوت کے چھید سے سٹايا اور سانس روک کر زور لگانے لگا. پر اس کی چوت بہت کسی لگ رہی تھی تو میں نے کر تھوڑا جور سے دھکا لگایا تو اس کی چیخ نکل گئی. میں نے اس کے منہ پر ہاتھ رکھ دیا تاکہ پڑوسی نہ سن سکیں.

لںڈ کا سپاڑا اسکی چوت میں گھس چکا تھا. اب میں نے لنڈ کو تھوڑا سا پیچھے کرکے ایک اور زور سے دھکا دیا تو لنڈ چوت کی دیواروں کو چیرتا ہوا آدھا گھس گیا. اب وہ سر کو ادھر ادھر مار رہی تھی پر لںڈ اپنا کام کر چکا تھا. میں نے اپنی سانس روکی اور لںڈ کو واپس تھوڑا سا پیچھے کرکے زور سے دھکا دیا تو لںڈ مکمل اسکی چوت میں گھس گیا. اس کی آنکھوں سے آنسو نکل گئے اور ایسے لگ رہا تھا کہ جیسے وہ بے ہوش ہو گئی ہو!

تھوڑی دیر میں اس کا درد کچھ کم ہوا. اب وہ دھکے پر ا اوههه ش اوررر ااههههه کر رہی تھی، اس کے ہاتھ میری پیٹھ پر تھے اور وہ اپنے ناخن میری پیٹھ میں گڑا رہی تھی. اس نے اپنی ٹانگوں کو میری ٹانگوں سے ایسے لپٹا لیا تھا جیسے سانپ درخت سے لپٹ جاتا ہے.

مجھے بہت آنںد آ رہا تھا. اس کے ایسا کرنے سے لںڈ اسکی چوت کی پوری گہرائی ناپ رہا تھا اور ہر شاٹ کے ساتھ وہ مکمل لطف لے رہی تھی، دھن رہی تھی - انکر، پلیز کم اون نہ! پھک می ہارڈ!

اس کی سانسیں تیز ہو گئی تھی اور پورے کمرے میں آ آ ... آ ... ا. .. کی آوازیں گوجنے لگی اور پھر اههچھ اپھپھپھپھپھپھپھ شهههههه کی آوازیں کرتے کرتے وہ پھر سے جھڑ گئی. اب اس کی چوت اور چکنی ہو گئی تھی اور میں نے اپنی سپیڈ اور بڑھا دی - کبھی تیز شاٹ اور چھوٹے شاٹ تو کبھی تیز شاٹ اور لنگ شاٹ لگاتا. جب چھوٹے شاٹ لگاتا تو اس کو لگتا کہ اس کی جان نکل رہی ہے، جب لنگ شاٹ لگاتا تو اس کو درد ہوتا اور ایسے ہی دس منٹ کی چدائی کے بعد میں اس کی چوت میں ہی جھڑ گیا اور ایسے ہی اس کے اوپر نڈھال ہو کر لیٹ گیا. اس کے چہرے پر اطمینان اور لطف جھلک رہا تھا.

ہم دونوں مکمل طور پر تھک چکے تھے. اس میں اتنی ہمت نہیں تھی کہ وہ اپنے کپڑے پہن سکے. میں نے اس کو جلدی جلدی جلدی کپڑے پہنائے کیونکہ ڈر تھا کہیں کوئی آ نہ جائے!

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The Mom Son Sex Story: Story about Mom, Mom And Son Sex Story Series

Karachi,Faisalabad & Lahore multan Girls Contact on: 03244367410 or newteenclubs@gmail.com.This is a classic “sexual healing” or rescue fantasy involving an adolescent boy and his pretty young single mom. It also involves the boy's encounter with a girl his own age. It’s a one-off, written on a Sunday I was stuck home with a bad cold and it’s been scarcely edited. Still, it’s kind of fun. It’s my first mother/son incest story.

Young (Junior High) boy and girl, virginity, oral, female/boy, reluctance, incest, anal

Jackson Taylor saw invisible girls, not in a Sixth Sense kind of way. He saw the girls that other people’s eyes too often passed over. It began on what was already a good day. Hell, Mom took him to McDonald’s.

Jackson rarely got taken anywhere by his mom anymore. He was almost twelve, too old to get forced into going on shopping trips and other errands, and Mom never had the time to take him anywhere fun. She was always working to support the two of them or she was going out to find the next Mr. Wrong. In her efforts to find them a stable life, Marti Taylor had fallen into a trap that basically robbed them of each other’s company, the one loving constant either of them had.


Jackson’s dad had left him with a very tall body and a powerful build and a set of brown eyes that his mother sometimes dreamily remarked were “devastating, just like his.” But that was all he’d left. His father was long gone before the boy was ever born to eighteen-year-old Marti. Since then, it had just been Jackson and his mother, a woman who desperately clung to one abusive loser boyfriend after another.

But today was a good day. Mom was showering Jackson with attention and taking him to his favorite restaurant. She laughed at the way the long lean boy put away burgers. “My baby is getting so big!” she said, rubbing his strong arm as he laughed and made a muscle for her. He adored his gorgeous little mom. She was the prettiest girl in the world to him. He was already a head taller than her, and had only just begun the tremendous growth spurt he would go through over the next year. The boy—who was soon to draw admiring gazes from his female classmates and football coaches—looked at Marti with his “devastating” brown eyes, and she stared right back into them for a long moment before she blushed. “Handsome, too,” she said as she turned away. “I’m going to go get us some of those apple pies,” she said and walked away. He knew when she came back he would get both apple pies. Mom never ate junk food.

It was then that Jackson first set eyes on an invisible girl and saw her in a way that perhaps no one else did. She was a couple years younger than him, and had black hair with two little blond streaks dyed in a vertical drop over her temples. She wore square little glasses over her blue eyes, and a slightly dirty old Twilight t-shirt that was way too big. Jackson’s eyes passed over her at first, but then he felt a compulsion to look back. He put down his burger and just stared. This little girl was somehow beautiful to him at second glance. Her eyes were so sad that it made him want to cry, but something in her manner made him want to smile at the same time. He locked eyes on her and didn’t look away; he gave her a fond half smile. She finally noticed him looking at her and seemed a little frightened. He was literally twice her size, despite them only being about two years apart, and he gazed at her in a way no one had ever done before. She grabbed some napkins from the server and quickly went back inside the glass-enclosed play area and sat down by a chubby man who had the right look to be her father. He was playing on his i-pod and had probably never noticed that the child had gone.

Jackson simply remembered that the experience felt very strange to him. It wasn’t sexual… yet. He wouldn’t quite be there until the middle of his twelfth year, and this girl had only been nine or ten anyway. Within the year, he would be at a huge middle school, rife with blossoming sexual energy, and his ability to find invisible beauties would take on an entirely different aspect.

Over the next year, Jackson’s life settled into what had become an all-too familiar pattern. Mom found a new guy and was happy for a while; then he started cheating and getting abusive. She stormed out with Jackson, forgetting that she was tearing him away from the new sort-of baby sister he had finally learned to fit into his life.

They left the man’s house to go back to the apartment above Uncle Rod’s house. Marti’s big brother had stopped even bothering to rent the place out. His little sister and nephew were always going to need it on and off, anyway. Then, Mom made up with the loser and they would move back in. Rinse. Repeat. This time, the cycle was to end very differently, but some big things had to happen first.

First, Jackson’s little twinges of arousal at finding invisible girls grew into all-out lust. And somehow that made the other parts of his life seem more irritating. He had begun to realize that his mom was more than merely pretty. She was barely five-foot two, now almost a foot shorter than her son. She was blonde and busty. She was barely over half her son’s weight. She was a bit fanatical in how she took care of her body, and every bit of her was amazingly toned. She would wear her tight yoga pants or little shorts when she worked out. Jackson sometimes had to leave the room because he would look at Mom and have feelings that he thought were really, really wrong. He felt the drive to do things to girls’ bodies and the desire to have them do things to his. He never felt the urge more strongly than when he watched Mom work out. He pieced it together and finally realized that his mom was incredibly sexy, and he knew that other men and boys would feel the same way about her. A woman like her should have an adoring husband who would live and die for her. But she never did.

And Mom was driving him crazy with this latest loser. How a woman like his mom found herself constantly attached to these guys was a mystery to the thirteen-year-old boy. Jackson occasionally had dreams in which he beat up the loser boyfriend and carried his mom off. Sometimes the dreams went too far, but he didn’t like to think that way when he was awake.

Jackson wanted nothing more than to be different from the losers Mom found. He also wanted to find himself girls that were strong and wise, like his mom had been when he was little. Of course, once his sex drive kicked in, Jackson found that he wanted to “get it whenever he could.” And that put him constantly in the company of girls that were vulnerable enough to settle for a boy they didn’t love and who didn’t really love them. Just like his mom, these girls were easy pickings for a handsome man who was willing to give them attention, even for a little while. He saw the invisible girls around him all the time now, and he knew some would be accessible enough to let him satisfy his carnal desire without his making a commitment. He learned, too, from the older boys who said a guy should “hit it and quit it.” He didn’t make the connection between himself and his mom’s loser boyfriends; he was barely thirteen.

At the huge middle school he attended, invisible girls were everywhere. Some of these vulnerable types were just wired to be late sexual bloomers, too fearful to be approached in middle school. Others were just like his mom, so desperate to be seen and loved that they were willing to do anything to please a handsome boy who noticed them. Jackson quickly learned to sort out the difference between the two types, and he had already fucked four girls by his seventh grade Spring Break. The fifth girl, Patty Hayes, fell into his lap a few days after Easter.

She was a new girl, but that didn’t give her any cool cachet in a big school. She was just lonely and invisible. She was also the girl from whom Jackson learned what he was becoming. Patty had curly black hair, almost no tits and a flat ass. She almost looked a few years younger than him, but she was nearly thirteen, that made her only four months his junior. Patty was just a bit shorter and thinner than the other girls and not really developed in the some of the right places yet. Actually Jackson didn’t mind skinny girls, or chubby girls for that matter. He liked pretty eyes and smiles. Other than that, he wasn’t particular about builds. Not that he didn’t notice when a girl had a great one.

The way Patty dressed, in short-waisted sweaters that should have been sexy but were obviously threadbare hand-me-downs and Goodwill pick-ups, also made others turn a blind eye to her. Jackson saw her for what she was: pretty, lonely and inclined to accept advances from the big strong boy in the football jersey. He started texting her, and she texted him back two-for-one. The inevitable “my mom’s out-of-town all weekend” text came to him about a week after he had sent her his “never-fails” opening text: “I think you’re cute…JAX”

That Saturday morning Patty opened the door about two seconds after he rang the doorbell. She must have been waiting right inside. She let him in, stood tentatively looking at him for a moment and then threw her arms around him and kissed him, Frenching from the very start. Jackson felt her little tits press against him and didn’t hesitate. He gently rubbed those tiny mounds from beneath with his long hands and massaged them between his thumb and forefinger. The way she kissed, the way she cooed softly when he grabbed her tits, the way she smelled of “come get me” perfume, Jackson knew she had done this before. “Let’s go to the couch, Jax,” she said.

She took his hand and led him into the living room of the shabby little house. They sat on a couch with little pockets of foam rubber peeking out of the corners of the cushions and arms. Jackson had been living on Mom’s modest income; Patty was living in complete poverty. Jackson was only thirteen and thick about some things, but he understood poverty. He’d been there. They made out on the couch for a while. Jackson decided he liked the way she kissed. She was desperate for affection, but she was tender, not mauling. She stroked his hair and looked into his brown eyes. He knew how girls liked them, so he looked her back. Her blue eyes were pretty, and he soon found that he was happy that she had looked at him like that. It had made him really study her face. He liked Patty’s face.

Desperate girls that others overlooked weren’t automatically kindhearted angels who only needed a little love to blossom into beautiful and confident young women. Some of them, Jackson had found, were really just catty little bitches. Some were almost devoid of personality, just looking for someone to imprint themselves on. Some were nice enough to spend some time with, but nothing exciting. But Patty… she was sweet and playful and had a bit going on in that pretty head of hers. Jackson could see it in her eyes and her smile. She reminded him of the way his mom used to be when he was younger. “What?” she asked as she noticed that he had stopped grabbing her little breasts, stopped kissing even, and was just gazing into her eyes.

“You have the prettiest eyes and the sweetest smile, Patty. I’m glad I’m here.”

Patty’s eyes almost filled with tears then, but she managed to hold them off and only misted up a bit. “Thanks, Jackson. I really like you, too.” She kissed him again and his hands began to reach for her breasts. She caught him by a wrist and steered it under the bottom of her sweater. Try as he might, he couldn’t get far enough under the tight-waisted sweater to reach her barely budding tits. She laughed, and he did, too. “What the hell?” she said, standing up and pulling the sweater off over her head. “I was going to let you get this far anyway.” She started to sit back on the couch, stopped, cocked her head slightly to the side and studied his eyes again. She pulled off her little pink bra and let it drop on top of the sweater.

Jackson kissed her for a while without going to her breasts. There was no need to try and catch her in a heated moment now. The two of them, Patty and Jackson, were going to be there for a while. The two of THEM were going to be there for a while, too. Patty’s tongue danced around in his mouth, and he gave it a happy game of chase with his own. Patty was naughty in her sweet way, and Jackson was enjoying her more than he had the other girls. When he finally slid up to her tits, she squirmed a little and put her legs up on the couch. Jackson crawled on top of her and continued kissing her as he began to change from simple massages to little tweaks and pinches at her nipples. She liked the pinches; once, he accidentally did it what he thought was a bit hard. When he pulled his hand away and began to apologize, she grabbed it and put it back. “I liked it,” she whispered. “Just don’t hurt me on purpose, okay?”

Jackson didn’t understand why anyone would hurt a girl on purpose, but he promised her he would never do that. “Hell,” he added. “I like you more than any girl I’ve ever had sex with.”

“You-you’ve had sex?” she asked, suddenly a little apprehensive.

“Well, yeah,” he said. “Haven’t you?” She shook her head and looked embarrassed. “Sorry… you were such a good kisser… I just thought. Look, if I hurt your feelings I’m sorry. Like I said, I really do like you.”

“But you thought we were going to go all the way today?”

“It’s okay, Patty. It was totally my mistake. I had no right to assume anything at all. Maybe I should go.”

“PLEASE!” she cried a bit loudly. She then changed to a soft sweet whisper. “Don’t go. You—you didn’t hurt my feelings. I did invite you over to en empty house.”

“I like kissing you, and you have beautiful tits.”

“Thanks, you too. The kissing, I mean,” she said with a little laugh as he pretended to be shocked by her statement. “I-I did give a few handjobs and blowjobs,” she said, seeming to want to prove that she wasn’t a little girl or a total failure at love. “I think I’m pretty good at blowjobs.”

“The way you kiss, Patty, you’re probably some kind of genius at it.”

“That’s me,” she said. “Failing Algebra 7, but a blowjob genius. So, you want one of my genius blowjobs?”

“Patty, that would be really, really cool.” He was trying to sound cool himself, but Jackson was beginning to think that a blowjob from Patty might be a lot more fun than the fucks he had gotten from some of the other girls.

Patty knelt down between his legs for a moment, but then rose up and pulled off his t-shirt and kissed him for a while before settling back down. He was wearing baggy knee-length shorts. Like the older boys were doing, he wore them even on cold days now. Patty started to open the fly, but decided instead to just give the shorts a gentle yank, and they slid down off his hips. She took off his shoes and got the shorts all the way off of him. She took a deep breath and pulled at the waistband of his boxers. He sprung out as she finished undressing him. Her eyes never left his erection. “Um, Jax, you know how you’re one of the biggest guys in our whole school?”

“Yeah,” he said, straining to sound casual, but dying to hear her say what he thought she was about to say.

“I can’t say for sure… but I’m willing to bet you’re one of the BIGGEST guys in our whole school, too,” she started to giggle, but cut it short. She was kind of intrigued by what was standing before her eyes. “Well, Genius,” she whispered to herself, “let’s see how you do on a big cock.” Patty took his cock in her little hand, and stroked it gently; then she formed a little ring with her thumb and forefinger and wrapped it around the very base. “I can’t even close my fingers on this one,” she said, noticing that there was nearly an inch between the thumb and the tip of her finger.

“Your hands are just small,” he said, scarcely breathing.

“I guess,” she said, squeezing him hard and starting to pump slowly with her little ring of fingers. “But maybe you should just admit you’re big.” She was teasing now. She had found her comfort zone again. The talk of having sex had thrown her, but this she knew how to do. “I mean if it’s just that my hands are too small, maybe I should stop doing this,” she said. She stopped for a moment. Then she resumed the gentle jacking motion. “But if it’s that your cock is really big, then I guess we should be happy about it.” She stopped again. “My hands are just too small,” she sighed.

“No!” he groaned.

She started sliding her thumb up and down the base of his shaft. “So… then?”

“My cock is big,” he whispered. God, she was a tease, but she sure made him feel good about himself. She kept jacking him for a while, and it felt so good to have her fingers wrapped tightly around the base of his cock. It was like the way he felt when he was all the way inside of a girl’s pussy. But there was nothing on the rest of his cock.

Patty soon remedied that. She kept squeezing the base tightly as she ran a long lick up the length of the underside, stopping at the top to give a little kiss and suck to the head. She trailed the underside of her tongue down the side of his cock and then ran it up the other side. She slid her tongue over to the soft spot beneath the head and flicked it back and forth. He was pretty sure that he was going to have to jump up off the couch; the little flicking seemed to make every muscle in his body want to move. He groaned loudly. Patty stopped and pumped him a few more times, smiling happily up at him. He feared he was looking down at her like a madman. She had shown a flash of desperate fear at the idea of him leaving, but she owned him for the moment. He couldn’t even remember where the door was.

She let go of the base of his cock and gently took it between her thumb and all four fingers, with the fingers on top. She slid her thumb around the underside again. Suddenly free from the constricting ring, Jackson felt like he might cum on her. She rose up a bit and tapped the tip of his cock on her budding tits. Then, she traced the head of it around her nipples and cooed softly. She liked that part as much as he did. He began to ooze just a little bit of fluid from the tip of his cock, and it increased the pleasure of the little circles she made. Jackson thought he understood now how come she had never fucked a boy despite having obviously fooled around with some, and some of them older boys or men based on her skill level. But he guessed none of them had ever lasted long enough to push the issue. Patty’s foreplay was better than sex with the other girls. She could keep a boy very happy without ever fucking him. He wondered what was in it for her, though.

“God, I love seeing you get turned on,” she said in a delightfully naughty voice. “I know how much you like me now.” She moved down again and formed the ring around the base of his cock as she took him into her mouth. Her tongue flicked across the little piece of skin that attached the head to the shaft, and he instinctively reached down and grabbed the back of her head. She gently pulled the hand away and held it. “Give me a minute first,” she said. “Then you can do that.” She made swirls around him with her tongue, and sucked lightly at the same time. If she hadn’t been constricting the base, he would have unloaded in her mouth already.

“Oh, God,” he moaned as he looked down. The sucking stopped for a second as the corners of her mouth pulled back slightly in a smile, but then she went down harder and deeper than before. She began to go up and down and released his hand. He cupped the back of her head and guided her up and down; she relaxed her neck and let him move her. Soon he began to move his hips as he held her in place with a light grip on her hair. She let him fuck her mouth like that for a minute, and then released the little vise grip on the base of his cock. He bucked a few more times and then held her tightly in place as he unloaded into her mouth. She took as much as she could and then pulled back, gasping for air. The last jet of his load stuck just above her eyebrow.

Patty smiled and wiped the goo before it ran down into her eye. “Messy boy,” she said after a swallow. She went back to his cock and licked and kissed it a few times, leaving it with a gentle pat or two.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. “Your mouth is better than any girl’s pussy I ever had.”

“Genius?” she asked as she snuggled into him and put her head on his chest, listening to his pounding heart.

“Fucking Einstein,” he said softly.

She was quiet for a moment, and then they both shuddered a little and kind of went “EWWW.” She giggled and he groaned. “I just had a visual…” she started.

“…of fucking Einstein. Me too.” Then he had another visual.

Patty could hear his heart start to pound. “What?”

“I had another visual… of fucking you.”

“Oh, Jax. That’s got you pretty excited in here,” she said, tapping his chest.

“Yeah, it really, really does. You are the hottest girl I ever had, and I never even had you.”

“Well, you had some of me.”

“Yeah, I didn’t mean to complain. You didn’t think I was complaining, did you? Jeez, you are incredible.”

“I think… I think we could fuck pretty soon. I mean you are definitely the sweetest boyfriend I ever had.”

“Oh…” he said too loudly.

Her head sprang away from his chest and she looked him in the eyes. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck, Jax. I’m sorry. I just thought from the way you told me… I thought you wanted to be my boyfriend. It’s totally my fault. Forget I said it.” She went back down to laying her head on him again.

How do you forget that a girl called you her sweetest boyfriend ever? “It’s kind of like when I thought you brought me over here to have sex,” he said, trying to make it just sound like a little misunderstanding.

“Yes,” she said, and he could feel warm tears running down his chest. “I guess boys and girls really do think differently.”

“I do like you,” he said.

“Not enough,” she whispered, “to be my boyfriend.”

“Now, I feel all guilty. I’m sorry, Patty. I was stupid.” He gently sat her up and started to find his clothes. “I never meant to hurt you.”

“Please, Jax. Please don’t leave me all alone right now. It would make me feel like… somebody else did.”

“I’m just afraid that I’m gonna make you cry some more. I like you. I don’t want to make you cry.”

“I won’t cry. I promise I won’t cry anymore, just don’t leave yet.”

He pulled on his boxers and sat next to her on the couch. He had no idea what to say to this girl. He couldn’t really make her his girlfriend. Well, he could, but he knew he wouldn’t stay faithful. He was finding all kinds of girls lately. If he was her boyfriend and then left, he wouldn’t just be making her cry. He would be breaking her heart. He figured that was being mean on purpose, and he didn’t think he did that. “Patty… all the nice things I said about you… I meant ‘em all. You really are sweet and pretty and sexy.”

“You’re really nice, Jax,” she said.

“You’re the only that calls me that. Other people once in a while, but you kind of do it all the time now, don’t you?”

“Well, it’s how you usually signed your texts. I liked it.”

“I’ll sign ‘em like that all the time if you want me to.”

“You’ll keep texting me?” she said and smiled hopefully.

“Yeah, sure I will. Patty, I still like you! I just don’t want to be anybody’s boyfriend—right now.” He didn’t realize the power of those last two words yet. Hope can be the cruelest of gifts, but he was thirteen, and he wasn’t doing it on purpose.

Patty hugged him again and rubbed his chest with her hand. “God, you are a big guy, Jax. You must be six-feet tall!”

“Six-one. My dad was really big, I guess. Mom is tiny. I was messing around with Megan last month and carrying her on my shoulder and when Mom came in and told me to put her down, I picked Mom up and sat her on my shoulder. She was mad, but then she got real quiet. I think she liked it.”

“So you’re really strong, too?”

“I guess.”

“Jax, who’s Megan?”

“Oh, she was my baby sort-of-sister until a couple of weeks ago.”

“I’m between sort-of brothers and sisters now, too. Mom’s kind of seeing a guy, but he’s way older and doesn’t have any kids at home anymore. I hate the asshole.”

“Just one fucking loser after another.”

“Exactly. Why do women do that, Jax?”

“You’re asking me? You’re the girl!” Patty didn’t seem to have an answer though. “Guess they just get lonely. Sometimes I think Mom feels so bad after one leaves that she goes and gets another one just to feel like she’s still pretty, or even worse… she tries to get the loser back.” They were silent for a moment. “Patty, don’t ever do that. Just know that you’ll always be pretty.”

She hadn’t kissed him for a while, but she kissed him right on the heart then. Patty should have followed the whole thread of the conversation and seen herself in her mother or in Jackson’s mother. Jackson should have seen it, too. The kids just didn’t know any better. They were quiet for a bit. She kept listening to his heart, like she could get to know his feelings that way. “Jax, you can fuck me if you want,” she said softly. “You don’t have to be my boyfriend. We can just like each other—right now.”

Jackson didn’t hear any alarm bells in the back of his mind. He only heard a pretty girl he now really liked say that he could fuck her if he wanted. And he wanted to. Jackson kissed her, and it was as amazing as it had been the first time. He touched her warm little breasts, and they were as sensitive to his pinches and kisses as ever. She laughed gently as she saw how fascinated he was with them. She loved to turn him on, and he loved the naughty little way she laughed when she had him going. “Your tits are so pretty,” he said in explanation. “I love to touch them more than any other girl’s.”

“Less talking, more kissing,” she said. There was less of the first and more of the latter, then. Finally, she had been tweaked and teased all she could stand. She rose from the couch and slid out of her jeans. He could see little wisps of curly black hair at the edges of her little pink panties. She had been so tiny that he had worried that just maybe she wouldn’t have any hair. “Can we go to my bed instead?” she said as he pulled her towards the couch. “I want my first time to be in a proper bed.” Jackson stood and followed her to her room. “Do it the way you think is best,” she said. “I don’t really know what I’m doing.”

Jackson took her words far too literally. She simply meant for him to take control, do whatever felt right to him. He thought she was opening up to any type of position, and he had tried one with the last girl that he really liked and wanted to try again. He kissed her and guided her to the edge of the bed, setting her up on all fours at the end. He pulled her panties from her and dropped them to the floor. He kissed her at the base of the neck and ran his hands over her bare breasts for a while to get her worked up. Then he spread her legs slightly until he found that she was at the right height for him to push into her from behind. He did it the way he wanted to, and the tiny girl who had wanted her first time to be in a proper bed, in the embrace of a caring lover, gave her virginity up to a boy who took her in a fashion more befitting a wild romp between two experienced lovers.

Jackson felt an incredible tightness as he pushed into her narrow opening. She gasped in surprise as she was stretched for the first time. “It’s okay, Patty. It’s okay,” he whispered soothingly. He had taken a girl’s virginity once before. So, he was pretty sure he knew what he was doing now. She moaned softly as his big cock slowly stretched her further. Then he hit her cherry. He paused for a moment, hoping that it wouldn’t hurt her much. He broke through her.

She squeaked a bit and gave a quiet whimper. Jackson was happy to see that she didn’t have to scream or cry out. He didn’t see the way her painted little nails dug in and tore holes in her sheet. Patty was a tough girl in her own way. It had hurt, but she was used to not letting people she didn’t trust see her pain. In the last minute or so she had come to realize she didn’t entirely trust Jackson. She still thought he was sweet and kind. She was just becoming convinced he was kind of thick in some ways and she couldn’t completely trust his judgment. Still, he had enough sense to keep still and not start pounding away until she got used to having him in there.

“Go ahead,” she grunted as her body adjusted to the big thing deep inside. “I’m okay.” She was okay, too. She had lost a little faith in Jackson’s wisdom, but she still liked him and desired him. This wasn’t exactly what she had wanted, but she could already tell that if she went with it she was going to be able to enjoy it for what it was.

“Oh, God,” he moaned. “You are so fucking tight.” Jackson began to slowly thrust in and out of her pussy. Her hot little channel gripped at him in unbelievable ways. He’d been inside a virgin once before, but Patty’s body was so much more responsive than that girl’s. That one had lain on her back and stared at the ceiling without moving at all. But Patty’s body liked what was happening. He could see her pale skin begin to flush red, and after several long slow strokes, she turned back to him and gave him her naughty smile. She was turned on, too.

Jackson began to increase his pace, and her responses began to increase almost instantly. She became even wetter than before, and it seemed like her pussy was swelling to close in even tighter on him. Every thrust was greeted with warmth; each withdrawal was gently protested by a million tiny fingers clutching at him. Jackson’s cock felt better than it had ever before, and that amazed him considering how good her genius blowjob had been. “God, what a great fuck you are!” he cried.

Patty was making sounds of her own, too. She didn’t know that it would be her way, but it turned out she was a squeaker. The sound that she created was totally foreign to her ears. She had a slightly deep voice for a girl just shy of her thirteenth birthday, and she had expected to sound like a much older girl when and if anyone ever made her moan in ecstasy. Now, she emitted little girly squeaks that made her sound far younger than her age. She hoped Jackson didn’t hate it, but by God she couldn’t help making the sound.

Jackson was sure turned on by the sounds she made. It was an almost helpless little cry, like she couldn’t stop making the sound if she wanted to. His cock was buried deep in her incredibly tight pussy and she was losing control of her voice and thoughts. Jackson was as thick as Patty thought he was in some emotional ways, but he was pretty good at reading physical reactions. Patty liked what he was doing, even more than she thought she might. He could see the surprise in her eyes as she turned back to see what the hell was going on back there that drove her so crazy. He wanted to see her get even crazier. That would mean he was doing a good job for her on her first time. Jackson had been with a girl who had already been fucking older boys, or maybe even grown-ups. He had learned a thing or two from her. He reached a long arm up, tweaked her nipples a few times and then led her arm back underneath her. She was smart enough to take it from there.

Patty’s fingers found her clit, and she began to touch herself as Jackson continued filling her with his wonderful boy-thing. His big hands were back on her hips, now. He was controlling her so utterly, and she found that she liked that. She had been excited to be able to make him lose control with her blowjob, but she now understood the thrill of being the one yielding control to someone else. She still kind of wished the big lug had put her down gently on her back and whispered loving words in her ear as he gave her gentle strokes down below. But this… this had its own wonderful qualities. He was so strong and so passionate about taking her. And now he was letting her push her own little button to bring precisely the right touch to her pleasure center. She wondered how long this would go on. She loved every big push inside her, and she could take quite a bit more of that, but her legs were getting tired.

Jackson could feel her legs start to shake, and to tell the truth, he was feeling the pull in his hamstrings a bit more than before. “Wanna try another spot?”

Patty didn’t hesitate. She went right to her back on the middle of her bed. He couldn’t help but take her the way she wanted him now. She felt his big body descend on her and his long hands grabbing her flat little bottom. Then she felt every bit of his boyhood slide back into her. There was no pain this time, and when his head settled in over her shoulder he whispered in her ear. “You are so beautiful, Patty. The most beautiful girl I ever had.”

Patty closed her big blue eyes. “That’s just perfect,” she whispered. Jackson took that to mean that his pace and angle were just right. He had been going slowly since he moved to the top, so he kept that up. Now, he felt her more than ever. She was tiny in her hands and feet and even in her chest and bottom. Every part of her was just firm enough or just soft enough for him, though. And now, as he went slowly, her little squeaks were softer, but no less sexy. Her tiny tits were sort of rolling under his naked chest as he moved his whole body up and down. He didn’t think it was even possible, but she was more aroused, more responsive to this.

“Beautiful Patty,” he whispered. Not able to think of anything else, he repeated it several times over the next minute or so. Suddenly, she began clenching and unclenching muscles all over her body, even in her little pussy. He had made a girl cum with his fingers, but never with his cock before. He realized he was doing it now. Patty emitted a long squeak and dug her hands into his ass, pulling him deep inside of her and holding him in place as her body lost itself in the first climax she had ever known at a lover’s touch. “Beautiful Patty,” he whispered again.

Jackson should have been wearing a condom, but the kids were young and not very sophisticated. He increased his speed and let himself build toward an orgasm. When he got perilously close, he pulled out and began to pull at his cock to finish. Patty realized what was happening and knocked his hands out of the way. She finished him, aiming the jets of cum at her tits. She knew boys liked to cum on them after blowjobs and handjobs. She let him release all over her. “Messy boy,” she whispered dreamily as he was trying to catch his breath and unable to respond. She took his arm and steered him down next to her. “I’m glad we did that, Jax.”

“That was the best, ever,” he said. “Not just the best I ever had. The best anybody ever had.”

“You’re sweet,” she said and kissed him. His mess was all over her, but neither seemed to mind in this moment. This moment was too perfect a moment to bother with silly things like that.

Then it ended. They had made love, or fucked very well at least, and then they were stuck. They weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend. They weren’t really even good friends yet. They barely knew each other. They had been bound by their sex play, and each loved the way the other did it. They might do it again, but they might not. After an uncomfortable half hour, Jackson left her bed and began to gather his clothes. As he came back into the bedroom, she was sitting on the end of the bed, staring straight ahead. He sat next to her and kissed her. She returned it gently, but not playfully or confidently.

“I’d better go,” he said. “You’re really beautiful, Patty.” He walked to the bedroom door, and she went with him that far. He stepped into the living room and turned back for a last kiss. She was crying. “I’m sorry, Patty,” he said. “I never meant to hurt your feelings.”

The naked girl with his sticky goo still clinging to her chest looked at him with teary blue eyes. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “The men you like leave. They always leave.” She closed the door. Patty had finally been the first to see the parallels between her life and her mother’s. Jackson left in a confused haze. He was thick, but not stupid. The message found its way into his brain before he got home. He was the loser guy, and Patty was the gorgeous little mom who repeated the same mistake over and over again.

He didn’t call. That would have been painful for both of them. He did text once after he’d had three days to think. If he had spelled a little better, it would have read like this. “Beautiful Patty, I won’t bother you again until I’m ready to stick it out. I won’t bother any girls again until I’m ready to stick it out. You’re still the best at everything and the prettiest little girl I know…. JAX”

He set the phone down and thought he was on his way to a normal life. He couldn’t have been more wrong.

He ambled to the kitchen of the apartment to find his mom dolled up in a tight low-cut black dress. She was putting on a long dangly earring. “Your supper’s in the fridge, honey. You seemed to be deep in thought before. I didn’t want to bug you.”

“New guy?” he grunted. He couldn’t wait to get to meet this loser.

“Actually, Mark called. I’m meeting him for drinks…. Don’t look like that, honey. He just wants to talk and clear up a few things.”

Jackson took a deep breath through his nose and exhaled slowly. He could survive the cycle again. He always did. But how many times was his gorgeous mom going to have to get her heart broken? He’d already seen that once this week with Patty. He’d vowed to not let himself hurt any more girls. How was he now supposed to let the one person he loved go through that again? “No,” he said.

“Excuse me, young man?” she said raising an eyebrow.

“That loser is not going to get to hurt you again. I won’t let it happen.”

“We’re just going to talk, Jackson. And I understand your concerns, but I’m the grown-up here. I don’t appreciate the tone you’re taking.”

“I love you, Mom,” he said softly.

“I love you, too, sweetie.” She smiled now. Jackson was being reasonable, it seemed.

“That’s why I’m not letting you out of this house to go talk to him. I love you too much to see you get hurt.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Jackson.” Marti turned to go. He quickly and gently swept her tiny body up in his arms. “Jackson, this is NOT okay!” He had never been disobedient, even when he was angry and frustrated with her. “Put me down, Son.” He did. She started to move toward the door again, and he picked her up in the same gentle fashion as before. He handled her so easily it took her breath away for a moment. He was so very, very powerful, and she now caught his scent for the second time in just a few seconds. He didn’t smell like a little boy anymore. His arms didn’t feel like a little boy’s arms.

Marti found her voice at last. “DAMMIT, JACKSON! KNOCK IT OFF THIS INSTANT!” He put her back down. “We are going to have a talk when you cool down,” she said. “Good thing for you I’ll have time to cool down, too!” She took a few steps toward the door and then reached toward the hook in the hallway to get her keys. Jackson saw what she was doing, snatched the keys and held them over his head. She put her hands on her hips and considered how to go about this. “You’re grounded,” she said.

“Apparently, so are you,” he said. He walked to the door himself, took the keys and tossed them on the roof. He walked back into the apartment.

“That was very immature, young man.”

“And you running back to Mark IS mature? Quit trying to act like you’re the grown-up.”

“YOU quit trying to act like you’re the grown-up!” She was frustrated now. She had been drawn into a childish argument. She had once gone to a single mom’s support group. This was the sort of thing the mom was not supposed to do. She needed to reassert herself as the calm, rational adult. “Okay, we’re both upset. Let’s calm down and talk it through.” She sat at the table and took his hand when he sat. Lord, it was a big hand for a young boy.

Jackson thought about how tiny his mom’s hand felt in his. It was as small as Patty’s. Smaller than some of the girls he’d been with. She needed someone big and strong to protect her. He had to convince her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world and she didn’t have to go running to some jerk who would tell her she was beautiful and then treat her like shit. He knew his mom was upset, but he was amazed at how warm her hand felt in his. He looked at her with his brown eyes, the eyes he knew she loved. “I love you, Mom,” he said for the second time in a few minutes. His voice sounded a little deeper than normal; it kind of rattled in his chest.

His voice was so deep now; Marti couldn’t believe the way the bass dropped in when he was being sincere. The way he said he loved her sounded… that was ridiculous! “I love you too, sweetie.”

He heard the little bit of breathiness in her voice, and it befuddled him. They had started at the easiest place, saying the one thing they both knew to be true beyond all truths. Now, somehow that had become complicated. “Don’t ever talk to him again, please. He doesn’t deserve you. He doesn’t love you. He just wants to be with you for a while because you’re so hot.”

“Hot? Did you just call your mother hot?” She laughed a little. She also blushed bright red.

“Jeez, Mom. You’re not even thirty-two yet. When did you start thinking that you’d stopped being a gorgeous girl?”

“Jackson, this… maybe we shouldn’t talk about that.”

“You wanted us to sit down and talk about what is on our minds. Here’s what I think. You keep going with these guys because you’re lonely and because you want someone to tell you how sexy you are.”

“Jackson!” She turned away from his brown eyes. They were as devastating as she always joked about them being, and they looked too much like the eyes of the man who had been the first to make her feel a fire inside; he’d also been the first to abandon her. Now, his son’s eyes were appraising her looks and finding them “hot” and “sexy.”

Jackson didn’t know how to bullshit girls, but when he was sexually frank with the girls he had gone out with, they had liked it. “Mom, you’re young and you have a beautiful face and a tight little body. You take care of it all the time. God, when you wear your yoga pants and work out… I have to leave the room because your body is so incredible.” She had to admit that she had noticed that. She had even thought she should stop, but for some reason she never quite got around to that. Then he hit her with another bombshell. “You keep working out like that and you’re going to be a hot little piece of ass for another forty years or so.”

Marti’s mouth opened to scold him for his ridiculous comment, but the eyes stopped her. He was sincere, if a little clumsy in his choice of words. “I-you—thank you, Jackson.” How could she make him understand how complicated it was? She knew he’d had a few little girlfriends, but how could he understand about the need a woman has for more than the mere acknowledgement that she was still attractive? “Tight little body?” she asked.

“You could bounce a dime off your ass.”

“Okay, now you’re just trying to provoke me.”

“Is provoke another way of saying turn you on?”

“It’s another way of saying you’re trying to piss me off, Jackson!”

“I’m not trying to do that,” he said sadly.

“Then what are you trying to do?”

“Mom, I love you, and I’m going to do whatever I have to so that you don’t go out that door and let him hurt you again.”

“Well, then you’re going about it the wrong way. If you get me turned on, it only makes it worse. Shit, Jackson, I have desires besides just being told I’m pretty! God dammit, I miss having a strong man inside me!” There, she said it. He was young, but he would get that. She had to go to Mark. She had to be held and taken. She wanted a man to lose control over her and pin her to a bed as he ravished her and fucked her. She had told Jackson that so he would let her go to Mark. That was the reason she said it, right? She couldn’t have had another reason for saying that, could she?

Jackson’s assessed what she’d just said. He reached a simple conclusion, the type he usually reached, and moved forward from there. His calm, deep voice as he spoke was clearly unnerving to his mother, but he could tell it was unnerving in the right way. Turning girls on, he understood. “I’m bigger than him,” he rose to his feet and towered over her. “I’m stronger than him. I know from the way you look at me sometimes that you think I’m better-looking than him, too.” He knelt at the foot of her chair. “And I DO love you. There’s nothing he can do to you that I can’t do better.”

“Jackson, the way you’re looking at me frightens me!” He didn’t turn away. “Please, baby, stop looking at me like that.”

“I’ll stay with you as long as you need me, Mom. You won’t have to run around looking for something that’s less than what you deserve. When you find the right guy who loves you, I’ll go back to girls my age.”

“Stop! Stop everything! We can’t. You’re just a boy. You don’t even really know what it is we’re talking about.”

“Hell, I’ve fucked girls before, Mom. Never one I loved, though. That would be so much better. And because I love you, it would be the right thing instead of the wrong thing.”

“You—you’ve been with girls?”

“I’ve had five this year. I think I’m pretty good at it, but I bet you could teach me more. Imagine what I’d be if a grown woman who loved me taught me how to make love to a girl? I’ve kind of been just like the losers you’ve gone out with. I see how bad I’ve been, but you could make me into something worthwhile.” He looked at her with a genuine love for her in his eyes. It was too much for her. She couldn’t bear to look into his devastating eyes for another second.

“Enough!” she cried and rose from her chair to move away from those eyes. She realized in an instant that she had made a terrible mistake. Jackson had felt how vulnerable she was in his arms. He swept her up into his arms and began to carry her toward her bed. “Please, baby, no!” she whispered helplessly. She should have fought harder. She should have screamed. She should have scratched and kicked, but she had never struck her boy, and she couldn’t hurt him now. Not when he was looking at her like that. Not when she wanted him to look at her like that. “Oh, Jackson, please.”

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, and I love you,” he said as he laid her down on the bed.

“Baby, n—“ her limp protest was cut off by his lips on hers. His tongue was in her mouth, and her hands were in his hair. “You’re so big and strong,” she said when he broke the kiss. She reached to touch his cheek and look into his eyes. She was undone. But she was going to try and resist, not for herself, but for him. “This has to stop,” she said. He kissed her again, sliding his tongue quickly in and out of the mouth she didn’t realize she had been opening to him at each kiss. Her tongue reached for his, and slid into the mouth he knew he had opened for her.

She pushed hard at his chest, and he didn’t move at all. “I love you,” he said in that damned deep voice of his. He sank his weight down on her just a bit more. Her legs instinctively spread slightly and her dress slid up from her hips. He readjusted, and his hips slid over the hem of the dress, allowing him to press them against her aroused pussy. She tried to push him away with her hands again, but he took them in his and pinned them to the bed. He was so much stronger than her that he could control her without straining or causing him to lose control and cause her pain. She couldn’t stop him from holding her down.

She squirmed her hips to get away from the presence of him pushing against her sex. That caused her to slide her warmest place against the front of his shorts several times, and she could feel that he was aroused from it. She stopped squirming, but her hips subconsciously rose up and down. Her body was responding to his. Her body wanted him on top of her, holding her down to the bed.

“Holy hell,” she whispered. She wanted him to just do it, to just manhandle her and take her. If he had been a man, she would have provoked him into doing it. She couldn’t make Jackson do it, though. She would have had to make him lose control. She couldn’t allow her boy to become the predator. She wanted him to grow into something better, a man who took only what was happily given. “Yes, Jackson. I want you to be the strong one.” She opened her eyes and took in his beautiful face. “Be strong for me.”

Jackson had done the only thing he could think of. He had told her the truth and led with his heart, and with the body he now knew she wanted. He was taking another girl, but he wasn’t breaking his promise to Patty. He was willing to stick this one out. Mom’s eyes were so beautiful as they looked at him in adoration, her breasts were so full, her hips so tiny but curved so much more than any he had ever known. This was a very beautiful woman, and a loving one. He buried his face in the cleavage her tight little dress had been going to offer to yet another loser but now offered to a boy who strove to be much more than that weak man would ever be. He kissed her there and pulled the straps off of her shoulders. He kissed her slender shoulders and neck as she stroked his messy hair. “Show me your beautiful body, Mom.”

“Maybe you should call me Marti.”

“That’s not who you are to me. You’re my mom. The only person I really love in the whole world, and I want to see every bit of you.” That last bit, he said in a voice he barely recognized as his own. He never told girls what to do, but Mom wanted him to be the strong one.

Marti threw her arms around him and held him tight. Then, she rose from the bed and did as he had asked, almost ordered. She would surrender to his desire; her desire. She had admitted that it was what she wanted. Their love mattered. Their desire mattered. The rest… simply didn’t make a difference anymore. She slid from her dress and her slip. She cast her high heels to the side and then let loose her bra. Her full breasts tumbled free. Jackson looked at her in wonder. He had none of the greed her other lovers had shown looking at her body. He just loved it. She didn’t hesitate to remove her panties and show him her clean-shaven pubis. The corners of his mouth rose and he chuckled a bit. “What?” she asked, finding that she smiled a little in response to his sheepish grin.

“When I did this with Patty, I was worried she might not have any hair. Now…”

“Well, you did say I was young, baby.” She leaned down and kissed him. Her surrender to passion had freed her to smile again. Jackson was going to be a wonderful lover, and she adored him. This could be beautiful, caring… and fun. Her son’s strong hand took her hip and turned her so that her tight bottom faced him.

“Wow! That is an incredible ass!” He knew she worked hard for that ass, and he loved the way her eyes lit up as she looked down at him over her shoulder. He ran his fingers over her bottom for a while. “Wow!” he said again.

“I want to see you, now, baby. Please,” she added girlishly. Jackson knelt up on the bed and pulled off his shirt. His chest and shoulders were broad for his age. They were actually broader than many of the men she had known, and she had preferred big guys. He heard his mother catch her breath. She had seen him without a shirt in the past week or so, but she had never LOOKED at him for more than a few seconds. Now she saw her manchild, knowing how strong his arms were and how good they felt around her when he swept her up in them. He paused to gaze into her eyes as she studied him. She finally blushed a bit and gave her blonde hair a girlish little twist with a finger. He loosened his shorts and pushed both the shorts and his boxers down to the bed. He kicked out of the baggy clothing with little effort. “Oh, holy hell,” she said, seeing him freed from the boxers. “Not since your dad, baby.” She said, not needing to explain exactly what she meant.

Jackson held his arms out to her and she knelt on the bed and let him wrap her in his long arms. Jackson felt her big warm tits push against him, and immediately lowered his mouth to take them between his lips. Young girls liked having their tits played with and sucked, sometimes just for a new experience, sometimes as a way to build their courage before moving on. So, Jackson figured he had lots of experience with this part. He sucked and nipped and teased with his lips and tongue. He pulled his mouth off of her and gazed right into her blue eyes as he pinched and teased them with his fingers. “Don’t pinch me so much, baby. I like to have them scooped up and sucked.” He brought his big hands beneath her breasts, lifted them and then took her entire areolae in his mouth, each in turn. He made full massaging motions of her big tits and even pressed them together. “Holy hell,” she whispered, “your hands are so big and strong.” This was kind of new for him after all. The breasts he’d “held” had been mostly too small to actually hold.

He pushed her back down to the bed and positioned himself over her. “Baby, you ALWAYS, ALWAYS have to ask about condoms, or just wear them without asking.”

“I only did it once without a condom. She was a virgin.”

“Oh, honey, did you…?”

“I pulled out. She finished me with her hands.”

“Still… Never again without being absolutely safe, okay?”

“Yes, Ma’am. I’ll go get a condom.”

“Jackson, you’re POSITIVE she was a virgin?”

“Absolutely… I uh, popped her cherry.”

“Was she okay? You’re pretty big!”

“She liked the fucking, Mom. She cried when I left, though. I’ll never do that again. I’ll only have sex with someone that I want to stay with.”

“Good, good boy.”

“Mom, this is kind of a mood killer.”

“I’ll try to pep you up again. I got tested when I found out Mark cheated, and I’m clean and on the pill. We have to tell each other if we’re ever with anyone else, but you can make love to me without a condom.”

“Awesome!”

“Here’s another little pick-me-up,” she said and slid down between his legs. She pulled him down between her big tits and squeezed them around his cock. “Go ahead, baby.” Jackson couldn’t believe how warm he felt in the embrace of his mother’s tits. He thrust gently to and fro, and anything that had detracted from his desire was washed away. She released him after a little while and slid down even further on the bed. She kissed his scrotum and jacked the tip of his shaft gently while she did something he had never even imagined a girl doing. She rubbed the tip of her adorable little nose on the underside of his cock. Jackson gasped and then groaned with a ferocious desire. Mom wasn’t just picking him up; she was firing him up. Jackson could read some things. Mom was turned on, and she wanted to have it given to her pretty hard. She kept teasing him and then slid up slowly, trailing her tongue along the length of his cock and holding onto it as she continued upward, letting her tits and belly graze him; then her bald pussy pressed against him, bathing him in heat. Finally, she stopped sliding upward and pressed the head of his cock to her pussy’s slick opening.

Jackson had expected to find this experience different. He had not been disappointed in that regard. He was surprised, but definitely not disappointed, when he found a striking similarity between his mom and the young girls he had taken. When he pushed into her, it was a remarkably tight fit! She was a grown woman, a mother, but she was tiny, and he was big. “Oh, God, it feels so good!” he cried as he worked his way into her tight little space.

“Fuck!” she cried as he bottomed out in her. “Sorry, honey.”

“Mom, kids cuss all the time when they fuck.”

“Good, I kind of like to, too. Go ahead and fuck me, baby.”

“What a tight young pussy!” he cried as he began. He was rewarded with a girlish giggle. He had said she was young. “You’re so fucking hot,” he gasped in admiration.

“Guess I will be for another forty years!” she cried and wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her heels up to his ass. They lost the playful glee, then. She had gotten him very fired up, and now he had a place to release that emotion. He poured his lust into her. “Yes, Jackson! Yes, hard like that! Holy hell! Holy hell!”

He was glad that was what she wanted, because he couldn’t have gone at her any other way after what she had done to his cock. Fucking your first grown woman is a pretty big thrill to begin with; then there was that one other little fact. The tight pussy on his cock was his mother’s. Jackson still remembered what had brought him here. He was protecting her from her own bad decision-making by giving her sexual satisfaction. But he was already becoming certain he could do it. She was wet and moved constantly, finding ways to let his cock touch every little bit of her warm recess. “Great little fuck!” he cried.

“Hammer me! Fuck me hard! I need it!”

“God, you’re horny, Mom!”

“You have no idea, baby!” she said with a little bit of a grunt as he slammed into her again. He continued to pour it on and she was amazed at how full he made her again and again.

He was surprised to find that the mother who had never struck him in his entire life had less restraint when it came to biting him. She left a hickey on his chest and once turned and sunk her teeth playfully into his bicep. Each little kink turned him on more and more. He was going harder than he had ever gone before, and the tiny woman beneath him seemed able to take it without any ill effects. Girls, even girls quite a bit bigger than her would have been asking him to take it easy, but she handled it without hesitation. He worried that he might not be doing enough. Maybe grown men did something he didn’t know how to do. Maybe she wasn’t all that turned on.

“Holy hell! Holy hell! Already?” she muttered. The “already” wasn’t for him. He wasn’t quite there yet. She moaned and then began bucking her hips into him thrashing side to side with her torso, sending her big tits to and fro. “AIIII-EEEE!” she cried and released warm liquids from her tight pussy.

Jackson WAS giving her what she needed! He had made her cum, and she was wild about it. As the throes continued to pass through her body, she brought her tiny fist down on his shoulder blade a few times and then bit into his bicep a little. None of it was painful for him, but it seemed entirely involuntary on her part. Jackson loved that feeling. He had made Patty react with involuntary squeaks, but he now found that he had pleasured this beautiful and experienced woman to the point that she was physically incapable of controlling her actions. He had always felt a little strong, but now he felt like he could take on entire armies. “Take that, you fucking losers!” he shouted in a combination of glee and a release of anger. “Nobody fucks her like me!”

“Nobody fucks me like you, baby!” she cried in answer. “Nobody!” Jackson felt the spasms begin as his cum rolled and bounced its way toward its destination. He sent jet after jet of cum into his mother’s tight pussy. “Oh yes, baby. Oh yes, give me that. I want that from you.”

He rolled off of her and lay on his back, grinning. He had done it and pleased her. She wasn’t going out tonight, or any night soon. Not when she knew he was there and willing to give her what she needed. “Do you need more?” he asked. “I can go again.”

She breathed heavily. “That was more than a girl NEEDS,” she said. “But a girl can WANT some more, if the boy does.”

“He wants. He wants.” Jackson assured her.

“Jackson… the crazy stuff didn’t throw you at all did it?”

“Oh, God, Mom. I love the crazy stuff. It doesn’t scare me. It turns me on when I get you crazy.” He thought for a second. “It means I’m doing it good, right?”

“You were doing it good, Jackson. You were doing ME good.”

“I love you, Mom. I will always love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” He liked the way they said it now. It had been complicated for a few minutes, but it was easy again now. His mom was quiet for a bit; Jackson had thought they would start again right away, but she was thinking. She rolled up and traced her fingers across his chest. “Jackson, baby, you liked the crazy stuff… So, I’m wondering… is there anything that would turn you off?”

“Patty said something about ‘Don’t hurt me on purpose.’ I can’t imagine why anyone would hurt a girl on purpose, but I think somebody did something mean to her tits that hurt her, and he meant it to hurt. That kind of thing would turn me off.”

He was such a good boy, gentle in the right ways, a little rough in the right ways, too. She wanted now to lead him to something a bit rougher. She trusted him more than any lover she’d ever had. “But you took her virginity… Patty was that girl, right?” She waited until he nodded. “That had to hurt some.”

“But I didn’t want it to. I hoped it didn’t, but it was just part of what we were doing. Part of what she wanted me to do with her.”

“Exactly. Jackson, I want to do something that is gonna hurt for me for a just a little bit and then it will turn me on. Can you do that?”

“I think so. What is it, Mom?”

“You really turned me on with the way you love my ass. I let a guy fuck me in the ass a couple times, but it’s been about ten years, and I haven’t found anyone else I trusted to do it. So if—“

“Hell yes!” he interrupted. “Tell me what to do.” Marti bounded up, practically skipped to her bureau and rummaged around to find some of her favorite massage oil. She put some in her palm and massaged Jackson’s cock back to full size and then put some on his fingers and guided them to her as she knelt on the bed. He got the meaning. He could be thick, but he wasn’t stupid. He slid a big greasy finger into of her ass. “This is even tighter!”

“Ohhhh! That feels good to have warm flesh in there, though. Work some more oil in there, Jackson. Then just line up and go really slow to start. Once I work you in, you can cut loose.” Jackson did as he was told, barely able to control his anxious fingers. Her ass was so gorgeously shaped and so very tightly toned. Any man would be incredibly turned on to know that he was going to get that ass. But Jackson wasn’t any man. He was a loving thirteen-year-old son who was going to fuck the beautiful mother he adored in the ass. “Do it, baby,” she said softly, crawling over, standing on the floor, and leaning down to put her hands on the edge of the bed.

Jackson moved behind her and lined his greasy cock up with the well-lubricated asshole. He pushed ever so slowly forward, grasping her by the hips. It was so tight, and her muscles so toned, that even with all the oil he almost felt his erection turned aside at the entrance. But he managed to get the head past the incredibly toned muscles. “Oh, holy hell! Ow!” she groaned. Jackson began to pull back, and his mother realized that her words had led him to believe he was injuring her. She panicked for a second and pushed back onto him, taking him halfway in very quickly. “Holy hell! Holy hell! Push it the rest of the way!” Jackson grabbed the curve of his mother’s hips and drove forward. He could not believe the way it gripped him equally—everywhere. He was all the way in, now. He didn’t move. He figured it was like breaking a virgin. He should let her adjust. “I’m good, baby,” she said softly.

Jackson began to drive her then. She had said to cut loose once she was ready. He did just that. There couldn’t be much hope for technique here. He just let his hips fly as he held hers tightly in his big hands. After a few seconds, she was gripping the edge of the sheet, trying desperately to hold on. The sheet pulled right off the bed, and she had to cast it aside. She was standing bent over with nothing to hold her in place.

When he just held her hips and pounded, her tiny body whipped around more than he thought could be fun for her. He knew if he took her back to the bed she would just lose her grip again. Jackson stayed inside her and looked around. He steered her toward the door with the long dressing mirror. He pressed her up against it and took her that way. “Fuck me like this! Fuck me like this!” she cried, seemingly very excited to be held in place between his big body and the solid door. Jackson caught a few glimpses of her face in the mirror, and she looked turned on. Soon, the mirror was too fogged up to see her in it, and he had to trust to her moans and the way her hands flexed as she pressed them to the door above the mirror. He hoped that she didn’t want to be fucked like this for a long time… because there was just no way could keep from cumming in her tight ass. Maybe he could learn how to do better later.

“I’m gonna cum, Mom!”

“I want that. I want you to give that to me, baby!” Jackson kept going until he felt the rolling and tugging sensation of his semen climbing his shaft. He felt it erupt in to her asshole. Some instinct kept him going, and he got to enjoy a few sloshy thrills as his cum lubricated his own cock while he slid up and down a few more times. This was new, and incredible! His young cock surprisingly got hard again before he had ever slid from the tight little ass that squeezed him so firmly. Now he could give her more of this. “Holy hell! Incredible,” she whispered.

Jackson knew women’s cum came from their pussies, but there was no way Mom could reach hers when he had pinned to the door with her hands up high. He slid his hand around in front of her and gave her something to push her pussy against. She found a way to wiggle her pussy against his big middle finger as he continued pushing into her ass. She had been so turned on already that it didn’t take her very long for her to lose control, but he had her trapped so tightly that there was nowhere for her body to go. Her mind and mouth created another way to cut loose. “Fuck my little ass, baby! Nobody but you!” She continued to let her words be the vehicle for her wild side as she grunted short little exclamations. “So fucking big… in my tight little ass… Jackson’s little girlfriend… I love Jackson… Fuck my ass!” Then she gave her high pitched scream and began to tremble. “AIEEEEEE!” Jackson kept going, so did she. “AIEEEEEE!” She stopped trembling and sank to the floor, letting him slide out of her.

She sat on the floor and quickly grabbed his greasy cock, jacking it hard until he was groaning and straining as his body reached down to try and find its third orgasm of the evening. “Cum on me, Jackson! Your little girlfriend does anything for you!” Jackson slammed both hands to the door above the mirror, splitting the old wooden door lengthwise, but not knocking it off the hinges. The screws for the mirror held the door together. “Cum on your little girlfriend, Jackson!” Jackson let forth with everything he had left, and it sent several streams of thin runny cum down onto her beautiful face. She gently stroked his cock and looked up at him, touching him tenderly and massaging his tired thighs. “I am your little girl, Jackson Taylor. You are the fiercest lover I ever had. Take me whenever you want. I love you. I will always love you.” Then she smiled. “Holy hell, baby. You broke Uncle Rod’s door!”

“I guess I’m grounded,” he said, sinking to his knees. He kissed her. “Mom, you don’t have to call yourself my little girlfriend to fire me up. You could just smile and I’d be turned on.”

“It turns me on to be that way for you. Is it too much, baby?” She put her arms around him and looked into the eyes that no longer devastated her. They just made her feel beautiful.

“Well… I kind of love it. I just didn’t want to have you doing it just for me. But, I never had a real girlfriend. Could you please really be my girl, and let me love you and take care of you?”

“I want that so much, Jackson. I love the good man you’re becoming. So… for now, for a long time, maybe, I want to be your little girlfriend, and for once in my life have someone who really loves me for a boyfriend.”

He kissed her again. “As long as you need me… but I won’t ever keep you from a real good guy… and we’ll find you one, Mom.” They held each other and didn’t move.

“Holy hell,” she whispered after she had spent a good long time in his arms. “I’m so happy.” She smiled and cried all at once. Jackson knew girls did that sometimes. Maybe he’d made too many cry, and not enough of them smile. He would change that, because he thought nice little girls deserved to be treated the way he treated his nice little mom.

“I’m happy, too, Mom. You’re helping me grow up, and at the same time, I’m making love to a beautiful young girl.”

It was time to get off of the floor and move to the bed. Marti tried to stand, but her legs wouldn’t obey her. “Baby, pick me up.” Jackson scooped the tiny and exhausted woman into his arms. She kissed him and rested her head against the base of his neck. It felt more like he was a father and she was a child he was carrying to get tucked in.

But he didn’t take her to the bed. He took her to the bathtub and gave her a gentle bath, refusing her attempts to minister to him in return. “My girlfriends are always going to be treated nice,” he said. “And my mom is going to be treated nice, too.” He pampered her for a long time and then quickly washed himself as she dried off. She dried him gently and kissed him, reaching up and throwing her arms around his neck.

He scooped up his tiny mother and finally carried her back to her bed. He curled in next to her and held her in his big arms. The next time they made love it was gentle, and she helped him learn the really nice words to say to a girl during sweet lovemaking. The hundred other times they took to her bed were each unique and wonderful in their own way, and she taught him everything she thought his girlfriends would want him to know.

Jackson broke things off less than a year later, but for the only reason he ever would have ended it. He had noticed that Mr. Cortez, his history teacher and offensive line coach on the middle school football team, had always given his mom an extra glance or two when she was in the stands; but who wouldn’t? It wasn’t until eighth grade spring parent teacher conferences that he noticed the little signs that he had come to recognize as his mother getting turned on. She loved having any excuse to speak to the hulking man. Jackson practically pushed her into his favorite coach’s arms and never once regretted it. Cortez was a good guy, and Jackson liked, respected and trusted him.

His own love life wasn’t quite as simple, but he finally managed to convince Patty that she wasn’t running back to a loser. He asked her out on proper dates and promised her that he would not even ask for sex for six months if she would just let him stay with her. The agreement didn’t preclude her asking him for sex, however, and their chastity only lasted five weeks.

As Jackson and Patty finished their first passionate lovemaking session in over a year, he rolled to his back and pulled his beautiful Patty on top of his chest. The now slightly bustier girl looked into his kind brown eyes. “Jax, somebody’s been teaching you. She knew naughty things AND nice things,” she said, not angrily. She was impressed at how much better he met her needs, both in the way he read her body and in the way he could see into her heart.

“I saw somebody else for quite a while,” he said. “She taught me how to respect girls—actually, I started thinking about the right way to treat girls after our first time. You deserved better than what I was.”

“This other girl… anybody I know?”

“She doesn’t go to school here, and it might cause her some embarrassment if it ever got out. She was a little older.”

“Okay. I won’t push it. Jax? That thing you did with the little kind of twirl and then the fast and slow—you know what I mean, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Can… can we do that again?”

“Sure, Beautiful Patty.” He kissed her. “I love you, little girlfriend.”

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