Owning My Girlfriend’s Mom and Others – Part 5

AUTHOR’S NOTE- The following is a fictional story. It’s my third series of sex stories. You can check out my other works from my profile page. Wishing you all a hot reading!

I pressed the bell, but no one answered. I pressed the bell again, and Shree opened the door. She was wearing a tight top and a miniskirt. I could see her nipples, so she wasn’t wearing any bra today either.

Me: Whoa! You’re here. That means you also want it.

Shree looked embarrassed and exposed for a few seconds.

Shree: No. I did not have anywhere to go.

Me: You can go to your friend’s place. You can still go if you want. I won’t touch you.

She looked puzzled for a minute. She stood there thinking and then crossed me to go out when I held her hand and placed it on my dick.

Me: Choose what you want. This or escape?

She didn’t say anything. I turned around and pulled her in to kiss her. She leaned on me and parted her lips to give me full access to her mouth. I started sucking her lips and tongue. She reciprocated with hesitation. I grabbed her ass and felt no panty. She moaned in my mouth.

“You fucking want this. Don’t you?” I said as I kept kissing and sucking her warm, soft lips. “You love the feel of my manhood in your hands.”

I pressed her hands on my crotch and pressed her cheeks while still kissing her. I took off her top and threw it far away. Her amazing boobs were once again in front of my eyes. I grabbed them with rough hands and started squeezing them hard.

She screamed in pain, but I loved every bit of her reaction. I slowed down and took the left one in my mouth while caressing the right boob. She held me closer to her. Sucking boobs always give girls motherly instincts, and they enjoy it very much. She moaned lightly. The door was wide open all this time.

When I was done playing with her boobs after 15 minutes, I started kissing her everywhere on her face and neck. She had submitted herself to me now. That’s when I saw a delivery guy approaching the house. I had a quick idea in my mind. I told Shree to go and lock the door and quickly slipped out of sight.

She turned and went to the door and that’s when the delivery boy suddenly appeared at the door. Shree was topless, and her boobs were on display for a second. The delivery boy started staring at her boobs and got a boner. She quickly covered her boobs and screamed. I watched it from a corner.

Shree: Get out.

Delivery boy: I have a package to be delivered here.

Shree: I don’t want it. Just get out.

Delivery boy: You can’t refuse the package.

Shree: Can’t you see I’m not wearing clothes right now? Please come back later.

Delivery boy: That’s not my problem. I don’t have the entire day to only deliver your package. Just take it and make the payment.

Shree called out my name but I didn’t answer. She called out quite a few times, but I didn’t.

Shree: Okay, keep it here. I’ll bring the money.

Delivery boy: I’m instructed to give this in hand and not keep it at a place.

Shree: I’m covering myself with my hands. I can’t take it.

Delivery boy: Just take it, mam. I can’t keep it anywhere.

Shree tried searching for her top but couldn’t find it. She found some tissue papers and kept them on her boobs. She came back and took the delivery. The boy kept staring at her boobs while handling the product. The item required the use of both hands.

The tissue paper fell as soon as she held the product, displaying her huge boobs to the delivery guy. She tried covering herself using the product, but it was too heavy to be held in front of her chest. She naturally had to hold it in front of her belly.

The delivery boy was smiling now while tears came out of Shree’s eyes. She turned to go inside. Suddenly the wind blew her miniskirt up, now displaying her ass to the delivery person. He whistled at the sight. Shree cried and ran upstairs.

I quickly rushed to the washroom and came out when Shree had arrived. She cried and asked where I was. I told her I was using the washroom. She told me all that happened downstairs. I kissed her and calmed her down.

Me: It’s okay, Shree. I’m here.

Shree: He is such a creep. He couldn’t take his eyes off my boobs. No one has seen my boobs except you.

I felt sad for a second, but then the inner pervert in me took over.

Me: You know what? It’s not entirely his fault.

Shree: What? What do you mean?

Me: I mean, look at you. You’re so hot that I would kill to see your big boobs. I would have never left without touching them, at least.

Shree: So, is he going to touch them?

Me: Do you want him to?

Shree: Absolutely not.

I moved closer to her, held her boobs and whispered in her ear, “Let him.” I started kissing and licking her ear lobe. She gasped.

“But why?” She asked in a broken voice, too aroused to question anything.

“Because I’m telling you to.” I kept squeezing her boobs.

“But I don’t even know him.”

“That’s the point. No one would know.”

“But why do you want to give me to anyone else? You said you wouldn’t let anyone touch me.”

“I won’t let him do anything more than playing with you. Besides, you’ve got such amazing assets that it’s worth showing off.”

I pulled her top up and looked at her boobs. Beautiful.

We went downstairs. He was rubbing his dick over his pants. He stopped when he saw us. I told Shree to go topless still. I walked with her, holding her by the waist with her boobs on full display. I paid the delivery boy and started making out with Shree in front of him.

I started squeezing her boobs, and she moaned loudly in front of him. He didn’t leave even after the payment but kept standing there and watching us make out. He started rubbing his dick. I sucked and bit her nipple. Her reaction made him go out of control.

Delivery boy: Sorry to interrupt you, but can I please touch her boobs? It’s making me go mad.

I gave him a death stare.

He: I’m sorry. I should leave.

Me: Wait.

I held Shree and made her turn around to face him. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me. My boner touched her ass. Her boobs were on display to him.

Me: You can come closer and have a look.

He jumped at the opportunity and shoved his face almost in her boobs but not touching her. I squeezed her left boobs for him.

He: Please let me touch them.

I nodded.

“Thank you so much, sir. She’s a bomb.” He kept his hands on her boobs and gently caressed them, lightly touching every part of it. I could feel Shree’s body getting tensed. It was the first time someone was touching her other than me.

He kept gently touching until he couldn’t and pressed both of her boobs very roughly. Shree screamed. This made him go even harder. Even I was turned on by watching this and started rubbing my dick on her ass. His one hand now explored the whole of her body above her skirt except for her face.

He kept squeezing the right boobs. I grabbed her left boobs from behind. We both squeezed her boobs and rubbed her nipples. Shree was breathing heavily and looked uncomfortable by his touch but turned on. I dipped my other hand inside her skirt and in her pussy.

She started moaning more, and her body shook violently. I started kissing her neck. He started kissing her navel and the lower edge of her breasts. I didn’t stop him. Shree was melting due to all these touches. I kept increasing my pace, and he started using his mouth on her boobs.

He started sucking her right nipple. I kept pressing her left boobs while kissing her neck and fingering her very rapidly while also rubbing my dick on her ass. Shree couldn’t take this all anymore and came hard.

He still didn’t stop sucking and touching her. His hands roughly squeezed her breasts, and his mouth refused to leave her skin. I could notice him starting to rub his boner on her thighs slowly so she doesn’t notice.

“Your time is up,” I told him.

“Please, sir. I’ll never get this opportunity to ever touch a modern beautiful young girl like her. Sir please at least let me bust for once at this opportunity.” He begged me.

I considered for a minute and decided to let him. “Okay, but your dick can’t touch her anywhere. Use your one hand and mouth to touch her and the other hand to jerk yourself off.”

He expressed his obligation through his smile. It didn’t even take a minute before his cock was out of his pants and in his hands.

“It’s disgusting to look at.” Shree cried when she saw his dick. He gave a crooked smile and bit her nipples to punish her. She cried as he bit and pinched her nipples and kissed and touched all over her belly, back and chest. All the while, he jerked himself.

Soon, his thick white cum blasted, and some of it fell on her boobs, belly and thighs. Shree wept due to this uncomfortable experience and is now being cum on. I told him to clean up, so he started licking off his cum from her body.

He started with the belly and moved up to the boobs. He knowingly licked her nipples more, even though no cum was there. Then he started licking her thighs. After cleaning up, he subtly moved towards her inner thighs. It both excited and made Shree even more uncomfortable.

I loved watching Shree get helpless against me and him. Now, some of you might think I’m a cuckold, but nope. The feeling that only I get to decide who touches her, whether she wants or not, is a different feeling. It’s the most absolute form of having power over someone – owning someone.

I let him enjoy it for 5 more minutes and then told him to leave and never come back here. I had already found out about his family and threatened to cause problems if I ever saw him again. He promised he wouldn’t come back and thanked me and Shree.

I looked at Shree, who was now processing all that had happened. I didn’t want to give her that time. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I kissed her while on the way to keep her aroused.

I put her in the bed and locked the door. I quickly removed all my clothes and got naked. My dick stood erect as a tower. I laid over her and started kissing her slowly while twisting her nipples lightly.

“Did you enjoy what happened?” I asked and kissed her again.

“Hmmm.” She nodded, still kissing.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

I slowly lifted her skirt while still kissing so she wouldn’t pay attention to it. I put my dick on her pussy and covered her mouth with my hands. Then I shoved my dick inside her.

It only got half inside. She screamed, but I couldn’t hear it much because of my hands. I forced myself fully inside her and let her scream and adjust to the pain before removing my hands.

“Take it out. Please. It’s hurting me.” She cried.

“Oh, but your pussy feels so soft and warm. God,” I groaned in her ears.

I gently kissed her without moving my dick. I slowly kissed her lower lip and held both hands so she didn’t move much.

“It’s okay, baby. I love you. The pain will only last a few minutes, and you’ll feel pleasure after that.”

“I’m a virgin, and you’re taking my virginity. You’re not even my boyfriend. You’re my sister’s boyfriend. We should not do this.”

“I might not be your boyfriend, but I love you, Shree. Do you know anyone who loves you more than me? Or someone who deserves to take your virginity more than I do?”

She fell silent, so I started kissing her face lovingly.

“But you’re cheating on her.”

“I know, but what if I say I love you more than I love her?”

She looked surprised hearing it. “Why don’t you break up with her then and be with me?”

“You know her. She would kill you if she got to know about us. But that doesn’t mean we can’t make love. I like it, and you like it. Then why the hell not?”

She looked a little convinced, so I continued.

“After this, I’ll take you shopping and let you buy anything you want. Then we’ll go for pizza, and I’ll feed you with my own hands. You love pizza, right?”

“Hmm,” she said and nodded. I slowly sucked her lips. I paused and looked into her eyes and again kissed her. I did it quite a few times, and she started kissing me back. I started to move my dick to and fro slowly.

“And then we will come home, and you’ll thank me by sucking my dick. Won’t you?”

“What if I don’t suck?”

“I’ll make you.”

“Okay.”

I started gently moving dick inside her with little more strength. She opened her mouth and let out a slight moan.

“Can I fuck you now?”

She didn’t say anything, but I knew she had accepted me. I increased my pace, and her boobs started jiggling. She moaned now. I always loved bouncing boobs during sex but couldn’t get it much with Riya. Shree gave me the perfect view, and it excited me more.

I kept fucking her, and she moaned loudly. “Ahhh. Fuck me…fuck me hard…Ahhh…fuck that Riya bitch for taking you away from me…fuck me harder, baby.”

I started pounding her hard, and she moaned and screamed. “Oh…you’re so hard and rough…I love it…fucking make me your slut.”

I pulled her hair and wrapped my hand around her throat. “Ah…I’m gonna cum…fuck.”

I slapped her boobs hard and groped and squeezed them roughly while still pounding her hard and deep.

And she cummed. She kissed me after cumming, but I still wasn’t done. I turned her around and thrust her into a doggy position. It was more enjoyable for my dick and her. I spanked her ass and fucked her.

“Your body and pussy are so good. I can fuck you my whole life.” I rubbed my hands all over her sexy body.

She cried and moaned and cursed Riya. I kept fucking her like a bitch and spanked her and pulled her hair. I cum inside her and filled her with all my love and lust. Her jaw dropped at the sensation of my warm cum filling her up. I made her turn around, and I hugged her.

I lay with her in the bed, and we cuddled for some time. I also kept playing with her boobs. I told her I’d go out with her tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Riya was about to come home, and I didn’t want her to find me here. I kissed her, and Shree held me to stop me from going.

I got a little emotional and picked her up and took her near the gate and made her stand there. Then I hugged her and kissed her forehead and promised to meet her soon.

To be continued.

Hi. It’s the author. If you liked the story, please send feedback and suggestions to [email protected] Those who wrote to me to continue, thanks a lot. I wrote this part just because of you guys. I hope you all will like this and keep writing.