Hello Readers, I am CP, a professional in the IT sector. After my marriage, I moved to Pune with my wife due to our financial situation. My neighbours in the front view are traditional. I work in IT, and at the office, I have good connections with my bachelor coworkers.
Those people are from different parts of India. They used to invite me over on weekends for drinks. Actually, I don’t drink, so I sit with them for about an hour to learn about the office politics, and time passes.
I went to Debashish’s flat on one weekend. His girlfriend, Manju, works at the same company. Deb is a strong person and needs sex every day. His girlfriend, Manju, needs sex every day, too.
I reached his flat around 3:30 PM and found Deb’s friends there too. Manju introduced me to Karan and his girlfriend, Sushmita. It was a surprise for me as Karan is Deb’s friend. They were all enjoying a relaxed evening with whisky and beer.
Manju wore a top and shorts, while Sushmita wore a traditional dress.
While we were chatting, I found that Deb and Karan were not making eye contact with each other. Deb was drinking heavily, and Manju was trying her best to support him.
All of a sudden, Deb started to kiss Manju in front of everyone. Manju was unbothered and was kissing Deb in front of everyone. Sushmita was looking at Karan, and he was busy with his drink. Slowly, Manju removed her top in front of us, and Deb wasted no time in slipping his hand inside her bra.
Karan moved to the washroom, and I focused on Sushmita. Sushmita’s eyes were on my dick in a way that was hard to ignore. Meanwhile, Deb and Manju were openly displaying their romance right in front of us, adding to the spice between Susmita and
I understand Sushmita needs sex, and her partner is in the washroom. Deb removed Manju’s bra and sucking her boobs. Manju pushed her hand into Deb’s shorts, and by that time, Karan had come out from the washroom. I thought Karan would do the romance with Sushmita.
I decided to move out of the place. Deb and Manju were not stopping the romance. Manju’s 34B boobs were open with erect brown nipples. Manju pulled out Deb’s dick from the pants and was ready for the blowjob. Sushmita’s expressions were changed after seeing Deb’s dick.
Karan reached the place and he took his mobile. He said to Sushmita, “I have to call urgently. I will be back. You stay inside the bedroom.” Then Karan moved to the corridor. Manju is giving a blowjob to Deb. It was a horny situation for me, and my eyes were on Sushmita.
Sushmita moved to the bedroom, and I followed her. The sound of Manju’s moans filled the room, creating an advantage between Sushmita and me. I see that Susmita was feeling shy. I approached her gently, brushing my shoulder against hers to check my luck.
She didn’t move away, and I wrapped my arm around her waist. I hugged her from behind, and I moved close to smell her neck. Susmita moans softly. Then I moved my hand from her waist and placed it on her boobs over the dress. It is soft and must be a size 34 b.
Sush didn’t say anything, and slowly I started to rub her boobs over the dress. I moved closer to her and ensured my erect dick touches her bum. We became close, and I turned her toward me, gently touching my lips to hers. I kissed her softly and hugged her tightly.
We were both kissing, and I could hear Manju’s horny moans, which heightened the passion between us. I took the opportunity, and I began to kiss her again. This time, she responded, and our kiss became more passionate and aggressive.
Our tongues became twisted.
I held her tightly, leaving no space between us. As our kiss grew more passionate, I placed my hands on her hips over her dress. I began to move my hands toward her waistband while we continued kissing. When I tried to pull her leggings down, she broke the kiss and stopped me from proceeding.
She was nervous and hinting that she wasn’t interested in getting involved with me in sex. I apologised and pulled her closer, pressing my lips against hers. We shared a kiss for a while.
After some time, we broke the kiss and looked out the door. Then she asked me to leave the room, explaining that she didn’t want to take any risks. We moved out of the bedroom, and we both saw Manju and Deb having sex in the living room.
Manju was nude, and her legs were in the air. Manju’s dusty nude body was on the show, and Deb was fucking her in missionary position. Manju’s moans were high. Sushmita was watching it with open jaws. I took this opportunity and pressed her boobs over her dress.
The main door was closed, and Karan was still outside. I pulled Sushmita to the bedroom and removed my jeans and underwear. I showed my erect dick, and this time, Sushma didn’t stop me. I kneel her down and push my dick inside her mouth.
Her soft tongue touched my dick and heated my blood. I pushed her head and pushed my dick inside her mouth. Ahh, aww, it was the best feeling, and Sushmita started the blow with a high heartbeat. It is a different climate at Deb’s place.
Manju was moaning in Bengali, and another Bengali was giving a blowjob to me. It continued for some time, and I cum inside her mouth. But she took out my dick of her mouth as soon as I cum inside her mouth. Half cum was dropped inside her mouth, and the rest fell on her face.
She pushed me and went inside the washroom. She closed the washroom, and after some time, she opened it and asked me to leave. She told me that she didn’t want to take a risk and demanded that I leave the place. I understand her concern and have moved out of the flat as Sushmita is not ready for the fuck.
I started my bike but decided to have a tea since I needed to collect myself. While I enjoyed my tea at a tea stall, I spotted Karan and Susmita riding by on a bike. It clearly shows that Susmita hadn’t been involved in Sex with Karan.
Upon returning home, I was taken aback to find Varsha Aunty at my house. She was engaged in conversation with my wife. My sight was on her chubby ass. I started to imagine that I was fucking her ass in doggy style.
At night, I had a romance with my wife, but I felt that I missed out on a golden chance with Susmita. The next day at the office, Deb requested that I accommodate him for 15 minutes. I agreed, and he met with Karan for about 15 minutes.
This happens for two weeks sometimes, and Manju joined us. I noticed that Karan repeatedly insulted Deb during their talks in Bengali. Deb was not concentrating at work, and I was managing his responsibilities. Manju, aware of Deb’s struggles, asked for my support.
I didn’t understand why they were upset with Karan or why I needed to help Deb. But it felt like I was handling both my work and his, leading to late logouts.
Manju invited me to the pub. I initially declined, but later accepted after some emotional talks. I arrived around 7:30 PM, where I found Deb, Manju, Karan, and Sushmita.
Manju was wearing a sexy one-piece outfit, while Sushmita wore a dress. Once again, they were engaged in an argument. I understood it was about money, and their voices began to rise gradually. Eventually, I intervened because I wanted to build a closer relationship with Sushmita.
I recognised the dynamics at the pub and decided to support Karan. Sushmita and Manju would support me in return. This support would help foster a friendship with Karan. I told Deb to lower his voice and asked him to behave decently in the pub. He was shouting at me in Bengali.
Karan smiled and appreciated me, but Deb became angry. I told him that shouting at each other wouldn’t help. Manju supported me by holding Deb’s arm and asking him to calm down. Deb, having consumed a few drinks, was only becoming more aggressive.
Everyone seemed to support Karan, even though he wasn’t acting like a gentleman. Eventually, we wrapped up the party and checked out of the place. Manju requested me to come to her place to handle the debt. When we arrived at her home, Deb was furious and throwing things around the house.
After a few minutes, Deb became calm. The three of us sat on the couch, with Manju in the middle. Deb had drunk too much alcohol and was nearly in a semi-conscious state. Out of nowhere, Deb hugged her tightly, tears were down his eyes. I felt confused about the reason for his emotions.
After a moment, he removed her dress, including her bra and panties. Manju was nude and just an arm’s distance from me. I see her dark pussy and her brown nipples. I decided to move out, but Manju held my wrist. Deb was moaning something in Bengali, but his eyes were closed.
Manju was making him go to sleep, and he slept in some time. Manju did not put her clothes back on and stood nude in front of me. She can wear her clothes back, but she looked at me and said, “We need your support.” My dick has risen, and I became high after seeing her nude.
But I firmly told her that I couldn’t support her because I was working overtime and reaching home late. Also, I don’t want to be involved in her personal life with Karan. But she requested my support, and I denied her. Manju hugged me and touched my lips.
I couldn’t resist once she hugged me. Her nude hug made my blood boil, and slowly, I kissed her back. Our kiss became passionate, and we were both kissing. Soon she removed my shirt. Her 34-inch melon touched my chest. I was hugging her tightly and kissing her lips.
Then she moved her hands and removed my jeans button. She quickly removed my pants and underwear. She touched my dick with her soft hands, and we both started to kiss each other. Her legs were around my waist, and she moved into the bedroom. Then she pushed me onto the bed and kissed my dick.
Further, she licked my dick and gave me an awesome blowjob on the bed. She swallowed my cum and put a condom on my dick. Without wasting any time, she started women in top positions and started to impress me with wild moans.
Her energy was fantastic, and we both were in sync with the woman’s on-top position. Her boobs were swinging up and down while she was jumping in and out. Her harsh moans made me fuck hard. I was fucking her hard, and slowly we both put an end after 10 minutes of hard sex.
We both were in sweat, and later I realised I should not have fuck Manju. I decided to leave the place. I told her that I would not support Deb because I didn’t have any clarity about his personal life. However, Manju requested that I support him, and eventually, she revealed the details of Deb’s situation.
Deb and Karan are step-brothers, but there is a twist in their story. Deb’s father is a well-known businessman in Kolkata, and he never married Deb’s mother. Deb’s mother is a personal slut to Deb’s father. Deb’s father visits her home for sex. Karan is his legitimate son and the eldest of six siblings.
Deb has two brothers who work for their father’s business as employees. Among them, Deb is the most intelligent and well-educated. But he has a short temper and dislikes Karan.
Currently, Deb needs money for his marriage, as he plans to settle in Pune with Manju. He is not interested in returning to Kolkata to care for his family. He desires to establish himself in Pune instead.
I felt uncomfortable, but I asked Manju to speak with Deb’s mother about arranging money from Deb’s father. However, Manju refused because of her family situation. She described her mother as Slut, and her father works as an agent who finds clients for her mother.
With these challenges, Manju was good in her studies and managed to secure a scholarship for her education. Additionally, Deb’s mother won’t accept Deb’s marriage to Manju. Both Deb and Manju have faced many struggles to reach their current situation. They need some financial assistance to settle in Pune.
I was saddened to hear about their past. But before leaving the place, I had one more conversation with Manju.
The next day at the office, I lost my temper and shouted at Deb for his negligence in completing his work. I told him that I couldn’t assist him every day.
To be continued in the next part. Kindly share feedback at [email protected].