Hello all guys and gals hope you are doing well. Today I am going to share an incident which happened to me when I was 19 in my full youthfulness I’m Rahul and I am from Hyderabad, This is a real story actually my first experience of having a sexual encounter with my Mothers Sister my aunt.
Now let me explain my aunt, she was then in her mid 30s but still she was looking very young. She was fair as milk and had a very cute face. She was a widow with no children. She had an attractive sexy figure. 38D-28-36, Shruthi is her name. I never had any bad intention towards her, so never looked at feminine part of her and but to me she was very beautiful.
I was 18 years I’d been to my aunt’s house for some reason that’s when I saw that she was coming from her bath. She just had a towel around her. I could see her breast trying to come out of her towel and shouting to be squeezed. From that day I’d been thinking of her bulging breast and her big ass and masturbate very often imaging her beautiful sexy body. Read more »
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‘…Byes Sandhya…wish you more and more lusty dreams over the extended week end…’ my colleague and close friend Vakula teased me on a Thursday evening as we were about to depart from college gym…`…no needs Vakula…Vikas( my hubby) is returning tomorrow morning…’ I said `…ok…then …only for tonight…do tell me about them on Monday…they are very interesting…and have a sleepless weekend later on…children are away on picnic…is it not…’ effervescent Vakula said with a naughty wink and we parted…
…let me introduce myself…I am Sandhya, a 34 year old Microbiology faculty in a Girls’ college …with healthy brownish complexion…5’3” tall…50Kg… mother of two sons…blessed with a taut34D bust,and-26-36 other vital statistics…though I enjoy complements and lusty stares of men, I never allowed any one to advance further…till now…
…for the last few weeks I am waking up at nights with filthy dreams …of getting fucked vigorously by young, faceless stud…in different postures…sometimes acrobatic…being very close , I discussed them with Vakula, a Psychology professor of our college…and sought advice…that invited the comments at start of narration… Read more »
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Ambika was an extremely average looking conservative woman and got pregnant in the first year of their marriage, by the third anniversary, they had a boy and a girl. Swami’s sex life wasn’t all that good with Ambika, it seemed as if she had sex only to have kids but Swami was content with his life as he was always distracted by his daily routine of work and saving money for his kids. Swami was an honest man and never strayed in his marital relationship with his wife and he felt even stealing a few glances at women as a disgusting thing to do.
Fast forward 10 years, Swami was well settled in his life, his father had bought some property in the Velachery region and Swami sold it to an IT company for 2 crore rupees, he was surprised at the rate at which the property got sold and for the first time in his life he was debt free. On Swami’s 50th birthday, his son got an opportunity to work overseas for a couple of years and left.
In the subsequent months, his daughter also got accepted into a university in Australia for her master’s degree. Swami was happy that he was able to afford things now for the sake of his children. He invested the money carefully and he decided to hold onto his bank job also. Swami was now rich, well settled and for the first time in his life he was free, no fear of paying loans, he happily took leaves from work (which he had never done before) and his home was empty, no kids and Ambika constantly went to temples to thank the gods for their good fortune. Read more »
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It was my brother’s marriage when I first saw her. She was tall, fair, long black hairs, well build, wearing an orange colored netted saree and a reasonable amount of jewellery. I was wondering “who is she?” most of the time standing near the bride. I moved through the crowd towards the stage to get a closer look. My eyes were sparkling when I saw her. She was looking damn beautiful. I realized she was wearing a Mangalsutra that too was of great designing work but I didn’t see sindoor is her head, which generally an Indian married women use to wear. I was keen to know who she was. But kept some patience and started talking to relatives.
From them I came to know that she was the elder sister of the bride i.e. my bhabhi I also came to know that her name is Megha, she is a clerk in a govt dept and she have a daughter of 8 yrs old and Megha was divorced since 2 years. I figured out she must be in her mid 30s. The marriage ceremonies ended and it was time to take our bhabhi to her new home.
We are a family of 4. Dad, Mom, Bro and me (Ashish) and now we’ve bhabhi as 5th member. I was wandering if Megha is coming with my bhabhi or not, as in our culture brides’ sister used to come with bride as a part of ritual. And soon I saw her and her daughter sitting in the car heading towards our home. We reached home and got bit relaxed and had some refreshments. The next day there were some rituals and the whole day I was just observing her. She must be 5’6” and her figure would be around 36-32-38. I was scanning her like X-ray machine. She noticed me looking at her two or three times but she was stone faced. Read more »
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As the hot April sun soaked into the neighborhood, Hema Balaji felt like tearing off her Ghaghra. She wanted to be totally naked, tan all over. But of course that would have shocked the neighbors. “Darn,” Hema sighed softly. “I sure am getting some crazy ideas lately.”
It wasn’t just the idea of wanting to lie around stark naked in the back yard. Yesterday Hema had gotten the hots for the mailman. He was new on her route, a blond hunk, and he’d looked terrific in his uniform. Hema felt ashamed of herself. She was a knotted woman, and she really did love her lover, Sri. But they’d been knotted for seven years now, and their sex life wasn’t as exciting as it used to be. In fact, Hema thought sadly, it was about as exciting as watching paint dry.
She glanced around to see if anybody was watching, then pressed a hand to her pouting cunt-mound. She had an insane desire to slip her hand down inside her Ghaghra and play with herself. Why, she hadn’t masturbated since she was a 18 year old! She didn’t have to wonder what was giving her all these crazy ideas. She knew. She and Sri just weren’t making love often enough. He’d just been promoted, and he always seemed to be exhausted when he got home from work. He was just too tired for sex. Read more »
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Most of my friends thought Shruti was hot, though to me she was just my bratty sister. She was 5’11’ , Long sexy legs,about 54 Kg, with black hair and brown eyes. When she wasn’t tanning herself she was working out, accounting for her washboard stomach and toned arms and legs. Her breasts were the typically full, firm mounds you’d expect of an athletic 18-year old, and from the couple of times her bras ended up in my laundry basket, I knew she was a 35C.
When I got home, I went outside to say “Hi” to Shruti, but she wasn’t there. I headed upstairs to change my clothes. The way our house was set up, my bedroom was at the end of the hall, with my parent’s room to one side of me, my sister’s to the other. As I passed my parents room, I could hear noises coming from inside. I knew they weren’t home, so I opened the door carefully. I couldn’t believe what I saw — my sister was on all fours, naked, being fucked from behind by my friend Aakash, as her best friend Ishita was on her back being fucked by another friend, Bharat. Ishita was even more beautiful than my sister — a little shorter at 5-foot, 8 inches, with black and brown hair, full, pouty lips, and breasts that seemed to defy gravity. She was playing with her nipples as Bharat fucked her hard.
I went to the living room and got my parent’s video camera. Quickly putting a new tape inside I snuck back upstairs. I eased the door open a little more, and zoomed in on the action. I had a perfect view of Aakash’s cock driving in and out of my sister’s cunt. I guided the camera over to her face, getting her right in the center of the frame, moaning with each deep thrust of Aakash’s cock. I scanned over to Ishita, focusing on her upper body as Bharat pounded her pussy. Her full breasts shook back and forth as Bharat fucked her. I watched silently as the two guys fucked them faster and faster. Read more »
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Ishita was sleeping over tonight, and I planned to call in sick to my job tomorrow. But for now, I needed sleep. I’d cum at least four times today (including once by my own hand) and passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I woke up at 9:30 and stumbled out of bed. I was only wearing my boxer shorts as I hunted around to make sure Ishita and Shruti were still here. I went downstairs and looked around, but all was quiet. I headed back upstairs and quietly opened Shruti’s door. Both girls were still there, sleeping. They were both wearing t-shirts and their underwear.
Shruti was 5’11’, 54 Kg, with black hair and brown eyes. When she wasn’t tanning herself she was working out, accounting for her washboard stomach and toned arms and legs. Her breasts were the typically full, firm mounds you’d expect of an athletic 18-year old, and from the couple of times her bras ended up in my laundry basket, I knew she was a 35C. Ishita was even more beautiful than my sister — a little shorter at 5-foot, 8 inches, with black and brown hair, full, pouty lips, and breasts that seemed to defy gravity. Both girls had shaved their beautiful pussies completely bare. Read more »
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I hadn’t seen my sister Shruti for about 1 year and was quite shocked to see how much she had changed; not only in her appearance but also in the way she talked and acted. She stopped living with me and Ishu about 1 year ago,Ishita got a job in London and Shruti dropped out of everything and travelled around. When she returned home she got mixed up with some very unsavoury characters and eventually took off again with this guy, a real low life who was into everything…drugs, prostitution, you name it, he was into it.
I realised she still was beautiful only now the look of innocence was gone and was replaced by one of streetwise hardness. , she was wearing a very short skirt and the thin, tight vest showed she was bra less as her nipples could easily be seen.
Shruti took the drink I offered her and sat on the couch, we made small talk for a while, I asked her what she had been up to. She told me the guy she had been living with had been arrested for supplying drugs and was serving a prison sentence, apparently when they were together he paid for everything, she never had to work, then when hw was not around money dried up and eventually she got evicted from her apartment because she had not paid the rent. She got a job in a club as a waitress… “The money was crap, then I met up with a girl “Namrita” who worked as an escort” Read more »
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My name is Nafisa and I am an 18 year old Pakistani Muslim girl with a slim petite figure with small but growing breasts, if you looked at me you would probably say I am the typical Pakistani shy type however the truth is I never had the typical life most young girls had while growing up. My mother died when I was only five years old from a prescription drug complication, I only have very vague memories of her. That left only my father to raise me from a young age. I can only imagine how hard that must have been for him for starters he is just your average blue collar guy working at a local factory. As I grew older he had know clue about any of the typical womanly stuff so I had to learn many things from my friends. We have a steady maid age about 50 year at one point around the time I was going through puberty and she helped me and was supportive.
For a very brief time she was almost like the mother I never had however she did not stay long. So you can see that I never had the fairy tale life that so many of my friends seem to have had. There wasn’t much of a home life, when my father came home from work he usually just planted himself in front of the TV and watched cricket , football, hockey and any other sport that was of interest. Quite often his best friend Jamal uncle would stay over the night and they would drink alcohol , watch sports, and pass out on the couch and then go back to work together the next day.
That often left me having to make dinner and cleaning up around the house myself. We lived in small one story house, it was nothing special but at least I had my own room, even if the rest of the place was a dump my room was at least the way I liked it. I think my father started to give up on life to a certain extent he used to help clean stuff up and cook meals but now he didn’t care as much any more. Only cared about watching sports on TV and drinking with his best friend Jamal uncle. Quite often I would get home from school and have to start cleaning up the mess my father and Jamal uncle made the night before. Many times I would end up forgetting to change out of my school uniform and would end up cleaning their mess well into the evening because I was disgusted by it, I think I caught Jamal uncle staring at me a few times. Read more »
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Hi my name is Rahul and my sisters name is Tina. I am 5’9″ and have a 6″ dick. I am not fat and not thin. My age is 22 and my sisters age is 29. She is 5’6″ and has a beautiful thin figure with little baby fat on stomach and a nice pair of boobs and ass. Her ass has some fat and very bubbly. She got married 2 years back and I had more craving for her because now she wears saree and her stomach is exposed. I did not talk to her before this a lot. Just the usual “kaisey ho” in functions.
Her family is not rich so the boy she married is also from service class and not that rich. My family does business and so I had God’s grace and could spend a good amount of money every month for buying stuff and watching movies every week. I am not very rich but it is ok. Now I will tell the story of how I fulfilled my sexual desires with her. From last 2 months she was having fights with her husband and I came to know from over hearing mother’s conversation that she is not satisfied
with her husband’s income. She is beautiful and that she has to compromise is bugging her probably. I decided to visit them casually. I asked my another cousin sister to accompany me. She is little and I told everybody that she wants to visit her jiju and I will take her since I am not doing anything special. I called my jiju and informed them to cook food for us and he was very happy that we are coming. He probably thought that it will help his relationship. Read more »
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I am Rajan and I married to a very beautiful girl Keya, who is very cooperative and submissive in the bed and open for variations in our sex life. Our sex life is fantastic and we are loving and caring couple with very good understanding for each other.
Although I have few premarital and extramarital affairs and I feel myself very lucky to avail the opportunities arrived.
I am a peeping tomb and enjoyed my sex life by seeing nudity and live sex of others through secret places, which was most enjoyable. Besides this I also enjoy reading sex stories and I get aroused and excited which prompts me to masturbate with full passions. I dont mind if any one watches us doing sex secretly for that reason I enjoy sex with my wife with the lights on and curtains off.
Although she does not have any premarital and extramarital sex experience, but she is very hot and horny besides get excited easily and starts demanding with her legs raised for excessive orgasm. Read more »
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Rajan was an engineer by profession and this is what happened with him during his first job about 5 years ago when he was in Poona.
After finishing his engineering he joined a company.He was an electrical engineer and his company bagged a contract to make a sub-station in a small town.
Since the nature of contract was not very big, he was made the site engineer and overseer by the company.
This small town was about six hours drive from Poona and was very picturesque. Nestled between the hills there were a few temples near by.
All these temples were very popular and these temples were quite near to the construction site (The farthest of these temples was about 25 kms.)
The town was dead in all respects. There was a small state PWD guest house, two small restraunts and a small market place where basic necessities were available. Read more »
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I live in the city with my parents. Both my parents are from village. So I would regularly visit village of both my parents 3 times a year. Mom’s village is a very remote place thus I love that place for its solitary as our house was situated in mid of vast fields at end of the village. Let me tell you about mom’s family. My mom was youngest of the 3 daughters of her family. Her mother (Granny) was a very strong hardworking lady. She was the only educated lady of her age in the village. She had a best friend in the village whom we all called Kaki she was a vaidya’s daughter and lived with her parents after her husband who was 40 years older to her died after some years of marriage. She would always come to our house and is a lot fun being around.
I was the only boy of mom’s entire family so I was loved and pampered a lot by everyone. Grandpa had died some years ago. My eldest mausi’s husband who was a ghar jamai took the responsibility of the fields and house. Each mausi had 1 or 2 daughters. So basically my mom’s house I would always be surrounded by ladies which really started to feel cool when I became adolescent.
So I hadn’t gone to village for a long time as I was in teenage and was preparing for exams. After giving all my exams I had a gap of 3 months before joining a college so I decided to go to my mom’s house as there were some disputes at my father’s village. I was really glad in my granny’s house environment. Elder mausa had gone to city for business purpose, my other mausi had come with her daughters who were elder to me so I was the only man amongst all the women folks which relieved me of all my exam tensions I had. Read more »
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Its a Friday evening, what I am doing here sitting in the balcony. I am trying to let out my frustration, something burning from my throat till stomach. I took two acidic tablets till not able to get that thing out of my mind. I called my wife Kavi who is currently on a short onsite assignment in Birmingham England. After three missed calls she took the phone.
Me: Hello Kavi, are you able to hear me? how are you and where are you now?
Kavi: Hello Keshu woooffff aaaaaaaahhhhhh woooofffff aaaaahhhh (breathing heavily) why did you call?
Me: With out replying my question or didnt even asked how am I or our children you are simply asking why did you call? and why the hell are you breathing so heavily.
Kavi: Am climbing upstairs to the apt that’s why breathing…woooffff aaaaaaaahhhhhh woooofffff woooffff aaaaaaaahhhhhh woooofffff Read more »
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I was in Goa once again, second time within 15 days. I returned to Delhi to my hubby after spending about 15 days in Goa where I have played lesbian game with one of the friend of my husband. Many said this was a social work to give sexual satisfaction to a married and sexually unsatisfied woman. I always care for sex and the sex loving peoples.
I have just returned from South Africa where I was with my hubby for world cup foot ball matches. This tour and tickets for the matches were marriage gift to my hubby from his office. I did not get enough time to be in touch with my friends and fans since last two months because of my busy schedule. But, now I am back and have some time to write.
So, I decided to write first thing first to maintain link.
I have returned to Delhi after spending 10 days in Goa, mostly at my in-laws house. I did not get many chances to play lesbian games with Anju. But, I did it two times more when we both get the chance. Anju was very happy; I could notice this on her face. I always feel sorry for this beautiful young lady that his husband is not able to satisfy her. Anyway, this is fortune and we have to accept it. Read more »
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