Kamasutra – Part 6 – One by one, the cougars come!

I woke up the next morning feeling a little sore but also satisfied. I had never had so much sex in my life, and I couldn’t believe that it was all over. Then I got dressed and went to the kitchen to find Faiza making breakfast.

“Good morning, my sweet boy,” she said as she kissed me on the cheek. “How did you sleep?”

“Like a baby,” I replied, still in shock over everything that had happened.

“I’ll bet you did,” she said with a wink. “I hope you’re ready for more because we have another kitty party planned for this afternoon.”

“Another one?” I asked, surprised. “I thought we were done with those.”

“Oh no, my dear. These parties are just getting started,” she said with a sly smile. “But don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to rest in between. I wouldn’t want you to get too tired.”

I groaned at the thought of more sex, but I couldn’t deny that I was also looking forward to it. Faiza had introduced me to a whole new world of pleasure, and I couldn’t get enough.

The doorbell rang, and Faiza went to answer it. It was Urmila, who was the first to arrive.

“Good morning, Urmila,” Faiza said as she let her in.

“Uff, call me aunty,” Urmila said with a smile. “I’m your aunty, after all.”

“Of course, aunty,” Faiza said, playing along.

“Is he ready for me?” Urmila asked, nodding towards me.

“Always, aunty,” Faiza said with a laugh.

Urmila walked over to me and pulled me in for a kiss. I could taste the mint on her breath as she explored my mouth with her tongue.

“I couldn’t wait until this afternoon.” She said, pulling off her clothes. “I had to have you again.”

I didn’t need any more convincing, I stripped off my clothes and took Urmila to the bedroom. We spent the next hour exploring each other’s bodies, taking our time and enjoying every moment.

When we were finished, Urmila got dressed in her saree and left. Faiza came in to check on us and smiled when she saw that we were both satisfied.

“Good job, my sweet boy,” she said, patting me on the head. “You’re learning to please your aunty very well.”

I blushed at the compliment, but I couldn’t deny that I was enjoying myself. Faiza had turned me into a sex machine, and I was loving every minute of it.

The doorbell rang again, and Faiza went to answer it. It was Dr. Kajal, who was one of Faiza’s closest friends. She was a tall, beautiful woman with long black hair and a slim body.

“Hello, Faiza,” she said as she walked in. “I see you’re still up to your old tricks.”

“Dr. Kajal, this is my son. He is all yours,” Faiza said, introducing us.

“Nice to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand.

“The pleasure is all mine,” she said, eyeing me up and down.

Faiza and Dr. Kajal started chatting in the living room, and I could hear them giggling like schoolgirls. I knew what was coming, and I couldn’t wait.

After a few minutes, Faiza called me over.

“My son is here to please you, Dr. Kajal,” she said, smiling.

Dr. Kajal looked at me and licked her lips.

“I can see that,” she said. “Come here, my dear.”

I walked over to her, and she pulled me in for a kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, and I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth.

She broke the kiss and looked at me with a wicked smile.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she said, taking my hand.

We undressed each other as we made our way to the bedroom. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be with such a beautiful woman.

We spent the next hour exploring each other’s bodies. Dr. Kajal was adventurous and wanted to try every position imaginable. I was more than happy to oblige.

When we were finished, Dr. Kajal got dressed and left. Faiza came in to check on us again and smiled when she saw that we were both happy.

“You’re getting better and better, my sweet boy,” she said, giving me a kiss.

The doorbell rang again, and Faiza went to answer it. It was Gracy, who was a young woman with brown hair and a perfect body, and Muskan, who was dark and dusky with black hair and a chubby body.

“Gracy, Muskan this is my son. He is all yours again!,” Faiza said, introducing us.

“Nice to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand.

They looked at me with a mischievous smile.

“We thought it would be better to do threesome with your boy,” they said.

Faiza laughed.

“I’m sure you will enjoy it,” she said. “My son is always ready to please.”

Gracy looked at me with a twinkle in her eye.

“I can’t wait to see for myself,” she said, taking my hand.

We went to the bedroom, and Gracy and Muskan wasted no time in undressing me. They were eager and didn’t want to waste any time.

We spent the next hour exploring each other’s bodies. Gracy was wild and naughty. Muskan was calm and composed and I had to keep myself from cumming too soon.

When we were finished, they kissed me and gave me some cash for the great time they had with me. Faiza came in to check on us again and smiled when she saw that we were both happy.

“You’re getting the hang of it, my sweet boy,” she said, giving me a kiss.

The doorbell rang again, and Faiza went to answer it. It was Honey aunty, who was the oldest of the group. She was 60 years old but looked gracious and well maintained.

“Honey aunty, this is my son,” Faiza said, introducing us.

“Nice to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand.

Honey aunty looked at me with a warm smile.

“I’ve heard so much about you,” she said.

Faiza laughed.

“I’m sure you have,” she said. “But don’t worry, my son is always ready to please.”

Honey aunty looked at me with a twinkle in her eye.

“I can’t wait to see for myself,” she said, taking my hand.

We went to the bedroom, and Honey aunty was gentle and caring. She wanted to take her time and make sure that I was comfortable.

We spent the next hour exploring each other’s bodies. Honey aunty was experienced and knew exactly what she was doing. I was amazed at how much pleasure she was able to give me.

When we were finished, Honey aunty got dressed and left. Faiza came in to check on us again and smiled when she saw that we were both happy.

“You’re a natural, my sweet boy,” she said, giving me a kiss.

The doorbell rang again, and Faiza went to answer it. It was Tania, who was short with boy-cut hair and lots of tattoos.

“Tania, this is my son,” Faiza said, introducing us.

“Nice to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand.

Tania looked at me with a mischievous smile.

“I’m back for more,” she said, taking my hand.

We went to the bedroom, and Tania was sexy and bold. She wanted to try every position imaginable, and I was happy to oblige.

When we were finished, Tania got dressed and left. Faiza came in to check on us again and smiled when she saw that we were both happy.

“You’re a legend, my sweet boy,” she said, giving me a kiss.

I collapsed on the bed, exhausted but satisfied. And I couldn’t believe what I had just experienced. I had never had so much sex in my life, and I couldn’t believe that it was all over.

Faiza came and lay down next to me.

“You did good, my sweet boy,” she said, giving me a kiss. “You made all of your aunty’s very happy.”

I smiled, still in shock over everything that had happened.

“Thank you, mommy,” I said, calling her by the name that she liked.

Faiza smiled and kissed me again.

“You’re welcome, my sweet boy,” she said. “Now get some rest. You deserve it.”

I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, still in shock over everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe that I had just had sex with so many women, and I couldn’t believe that it was all over.

But I knew that this was just the beginning. Faiza had introduced me to a whole new world of pleasure, and I couldn’t wait to explore it further.