It was finally Saturday. As the sky was getting dark, we were driving into the parking lot of the warehouse. There were a lot of cars parked there and Ishita commented animatedly “This is going to be great!” and Shruti added completely unaware of the real situation “It sure will!” Amisha just smiled at me.
When we entered the room, we found ourselves in a huge open space, with a large cushioned plastic mat spread on the floor in the middle of the room; one medium sized bed over the mat beside another slim hospital-type bed. But the big surprise was not the room scarce furniture. There were about fifty partially naked guys walking around the room, talking and drinking beer. I though maybe they were too many but I was going to let my sister decide about that. There was some filming equipment just beside the main entrance and some fully clothed guys were walking toward us. Shruti looked very confused and asked, “What is going on?”
“Surprise!!” we all yelled at the same time.
“This is your birthday present and all this is for you,” I explained to her, “you are going to make a movie with all these guys.” Read more »
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Hot from the sun and from the scene she’d just witnessed, Hema headed for the shower. Maybe cold water would dampen her maddening lust as she showered, she wondered what to do about her secret.
She’d just watched her best friend’s lover commit adultery. Should she tell Shanti?
It was hard to answer. She felt she ought to rat on Ratan and yet she didn’t want to hurt Shanti’s feelings. By the time she stepped out of the shower she still hadn’t made up her mind. She wandered naked to the bedroom and started hunting up some clothes. She wanted something very seductive, something that would be sure to arouse Sri. She paused and looked longingly at the king-size bed where they’d had such terrific sex. It seemed so long ago. Sri was always tired now, always preoccupied with his job. He’d come home, eat dinner, and fall asleep in front of the TV, leaving Hema aching with frustration. Well, not tonight!
She picked out a little red jumpsuit, one that hugged her petite curvy body. She stepped into it and walked to the mirror. She was still in her late twenties, and her body was good. She knew any man would find her attractive. Read more »
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Friends jaise ki aaplog jaante hi hai ki mere age 23 yrs ki hai. Ye baat aajse ek saal pehle ki hai. Us samay humlogo apne naye ghar me shift hue the. Us November , December ka mahina tha, jis area me hamara ghar tha, wo area kuch jayada accha nahi tha isliye main waha ki logo se jayada baatcheet nahi karta tha, wohi mere ghar se ek makan chodkar dusre makan me ek family rahte thi, husband wife or unka ek beta, unka beta 7 ya 8 saal ka tha, husband ki ek book shop thi, main unhe bhaiya kah kar bulata tha, Read more »
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Hello friends mera naam rekha hey may 19 saal ki eak khoobsurat ladki hoon aur ye meri sachi kahani hai jo mai aap ko sunane ja rahi hoo yeh mera pahla anubhav hey aaj se karib 4 mahine pahle ki baat hey hum log chootiyome ghoomne ke liye hamare mama ke ghar ISLAMABAD gaye they waha mere mama aapne pariwar key saath mami, ladki ritu 13yer, aur ladka amar 21yer ke saath rahete hey mama ka ladka amar dhikne me bahoot smart hey . mey uase bhi bhiya hi kahate the lekin eas baar jab mayne uase bhaiya kaha to wo bola ke muze bhiya mat kaho muze mere naam se hi pukaro hum eak hi umre ke to hey,meyne kaha thik hey .hum teeno ritu may aur amar eak hi room mey sote they.
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Hi friend myself Saur from Varanasi I am 22 years old handsome guy.Aur aaj mai yahan ek story like aaya hoon jo ki mere saath last month October me hui mere bua ki ladki jo ki dekhne me gori hai uska name hai sneha height 5ft 3inc ki hogi aur figure to uska mast hai 32-25-30 mai jab bhi bua k ghar jata tha to use dekh kar mera lund khada ho jata tha magar kuch kar nahi pata tha. Read more »
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DATE – DECEMBER, 18th 2009.
This was a very important day of my life. According to our application made to the registrar of marriage and their order, myself, my bf Ramesh, my parents, Ramesh’s parents, my uncle and some close family friends/relatives, visited the marriage registrar’s office in the morning. My parents and in-laws were signed as witness and we have been declared WIFE AND HUSBAND by the registrar on exchanging the marriage ring there. I was started feeling differently on becoming WIFE of my dream boy. I touched feet of my parents and in-laws on hearing my inner voice and received all the good blessings from them. My eyes were already heavy in respect of all and also due to shyness. I was wondering because I was always a bold girl and I was not expecting this change in me. My in-laws were very happy when I have touched their feet. I could notice a lot of love for me in eyes of my in-laws like my own parents. After this, we all went to nearby hotel for lunch and from where we returned to our home. I would like to clear here that I returned with my parents as it was pre decided that I will go to my in-laws house only after marriage as per Hindu system. But one thing was sure; I was feeling little change within myself. I was feeling little more mature and responsible. I was not able to keep my husband out of my mind and the same time I was thinking about my parents after my marriage. Of course, my uncle, my first lover was also occupying a part of mind and heart. It was sure that I have to live away from my uncle and parents now. I wanted to have last love with my uncle at my home. But, he was very busy in making different arrangements for my marriage according to catholic and Hindu marriage on December 20th.
DATE – DECEMBER 19TH, 2009.
I was very busy since morning with my mom for last minute shopping. We returned to home afternoon and when we finished our evening tea, I saw my uncle coming to home and seem tired. After joining us for tea, he went to his room for a rest. I saw him in deep sleep and I too went for a nip. When I woke-up at about 7.00 pm., I was feeling fresh and I also found my uncle in fresh mood. We all were together at dinner and I conveyed my message to uncle within eyes which he understood. Read more »
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My daughter Sunidhi is eighteen-years-old and perfect.
“Well, you would say that, she’s your daughter; ‘Papa’s little girl’,” I hear you say.
But seriously, she is perfect! Friends and acquaintances of mine will often use the exaggerated expression ‘my daughter from hell’ when recounting yet another misdemeanour committed by their teen daughter. Well, all I can say is that in that context, I must have ‘a daughter from heaven’.
Sunidhi has always been such a lovely girl, both inside and out; charming, cheeky yet not precocious, helpful, caring, loving and she has a smile for everybody. If I have one complaint, it would be that she talks endlessly. She has done ever since the day she uttered her first words. My favourite expression when she spouts endless verbiage is, “You’ve got verbal diarrhoea again Sunidhi”; she’ll pause, smile at me, giggle and then carry on, unabated. Yep, she’s ‘my little girl’ and always will be. Read more »
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Pithasthana Venkataraman glanced across the receptionist’s desk at the lone woman in the waiting room, wondering what her problem was. This was a Friday, the end of her second week on the job at Lilavati Hospital, and the overwhelming question she had, every day, with everyone who came in the office, was ‘What’s your problem?’
Pithasthana had just turned 21. She was a pretty girl, of mixed Tamil-Mallu background, who lived with her boyfriend in an apartment just outside of Malad. She had graduated from the local BA college a year ago, the modern version of secretarial school, and had ended up with a temp service as a secretary. This job looked to be her longest gig yet, and even had the possibility of turning into a full time job, but she generally wondered about the people coming in -‘What’s your problem?’
Dr. Vijendra Chaudhuri was a psychologist specializing in couples therapy and family counselling. It was a small office, with just himself and a secretary/receptionist. His regular receptionist had left on a maternity leave three weeks ago and was now due any day. The first secretary the temp agency had sent over had proved a rude and stupid disaster and had been sent packing at the end of the first week. Pithasthana was determined to do much better. If the regular secretary decided that motherhood was a better deal than working, which was a real possibility since her husband had a decent job, then Dr. Chaudhuri had told her he would probably keep her on. Her contract with the temp agency allowed her to go to work for him after twelve weeks, and the money he paid to the temp agency would go to her instead. It was a twelve-week contract; she had worked two and next week the office was closed because the doctor was going on vacation. Then it would be another ten weeks and she might be able to work full time directly for him. Read more »
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Devlina sat down next to the boy. He looked like they were the same age, which would make him 18 if he was a day. His father had sent her up here, told her his name was Varun, and asked her to help him though his first time. From the way the father had acted, nobody knew how old Varun was. Of course nobody was supposed to know she was only 18, either.
Varun was lean, with a dark shock of hair. He was naked, like most everyone else at the party. He was sitting on the bed, so she didn’t get a good look at his body. She put her hand on his knee, and he jumped.
“I don’t bite,” she said.
“It’s just … I mean, I…” His face turned bright red, and he tried to look everywhere but at her as he swallowed nervously. 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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I am not a guy who actively go behind girls for sexual gratification but at the same time I am quite horny, who requires daily dose of sex. I have a loving girlfriend who satisfies my basic needs although she stays away from all the kinky ideas of sex. She is quite conservative when it comes to physical affection and most often I am left with no alternative other than watching porn and masturbating.
I do fantasize about other females of my apartment but have never tried anything beyond that. What I am going to tell you is narration of an incident that has left me totally flabbergasted. I came to know about a dimension of human nature which is totally animal. I had heard of instincts which make people polygamous, but it was my first stint of such kind.
Bangalore is known for its pleasant weather and that day was no exception. It was bright and pleasant afternoon that day. Quite sunny yet breeze was cool to relax you. I was sitting in my office cubicle, near the window, watching cows grazing the vast unused land behind our office campus. The project I was working on had recently ended thus not much work was anticipated for another couple of days. I was thinking of ways to kill time, suddenly a thought cross my mind. Read more »
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This is the story of Yamini, her fiancee Venkatesh and her lover Sanjeev. This incident is real and happened during the engagement days of Yamini and Venkatesh. Venkatesh was a software nerd who had finished two years of his job in US and had returned to India to find a suitable match. His parents had arranged a girl for him. He had come to do the engagement and return to US. The marriage was planned next year when he would be able to get a longer leave and take her along with him.
By 8:30 in the morning, they found themselves lying down together on the couch in the living room. They were under a blanket. It was hardly a week after her engagement to Venky. But when her old classmate called her over for a last time together, she just could not refuse. She was wearing a cotton shirt and jeans, and Sanjeev was dressed only in a pair of jeans.
Earlier in the day, they had driven down from the coffee shop where they met, left an unfinished coffee as they both were too eager to be in each other’s arms. On the way Sanjeev put his hand on her lap, stroking her gently, reminding her about the days in college, their college tour, those numerous hotel rooms they shared, the trip to Bangalore where they had to attend an interview together. After reaching his new palatial house, he removed her sari, careful not to wrinkle it and they both walked around, arms around each other. He showed her around the house, the bedrooms, balcony, drawing room, study room, the big bathroom with its tub, the shower and the kitchen. Read more »
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At 10:15 Namrata Wadia, a bookkeeper for Singhania & Associates, got up from her desk and took off her skirt. After considering things, she took off her nylons and panties too. That felt better. Smoothing down her sweater, she sat back at her desk and went back to the spreadsheet she’d been working on.
“What are you doing?” Chandrima, her co-worker hissed, looking at her in shock. “You’re naked!”
Namrata looked at her, a confused look on her face. “What do you mean ‘what am I doing?’ I’m getting comfortable. You should try it.”
“But you… your skirt…” Chandrima’s voice trailed off as the tall, lithesome hottie ignored her.
A few minutes later, though, Chandrima took off her slacks and panties. She wasn’t sure why, it just felt… right. Read more »
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Jaisa ki maine aapko apni pahli kahani me bataya ki maine kaise apni naukrani ko choda aur uske baad apna ghar badal diya. Maine naye ghar me shift kiya jahan ki ek family rahti thi. Wo teen log the. Bhaiya (makaan maalik), Bhabhi (Makaan Malkin) aur unki 1.5 saal ki beti. Bhaiya army me job karte the aur saal me do baar aate the, wo bhi sirf ek mahine ke liye. Read more »
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