November 11, 1994. That was the night I lost my virginity. I had been dating Anita for almost 6 months, and while we had made out countless times, we had never gone all the way. I was a classic product of the Indian middle class, having bought into the “all Indian girls are sati savitris” business and had never touched a girl even though I was almost 22 years old. Anita and I had formed an instant connection when we met at work, and one thing led to another and we had been hanging out together for a few months. I lived in a small rented apartment in Dadar, Mumbai. As we often did, Anita and I came over to my place after a movie, to have a drink, smoke a little and hopefully make out.
That night, we were sitting on my bed, kissing, as my hands roughly manhandled her breasts. Anita, a 24 year old Maharashtrian Brahmin, and I, the son of teachers from New Delhi. She is very fair (actually looks a lot like Raveena Tandon), with a ravishingly sexy face and a very well toned body that is not too skinny (unlike those anorexic women on the catwalk), but just right. Very sumptuous.
As we were kissing, Anita started playing with my nipples, her finger tips almost dancing on my chest, and in those days, it did not take very long for me to get hard. Sensing my desperation, she started unzipping my trousers, and for the first time, before I knew it, I was completely naked with her. I am 5’10”, and at that time was a bit on the skinny side (still am, albeit with a couple of extra kilos), and have a pretty nice (I think) 7” cock with a decent girth that is even darker than my dark brown skin. She reached down and started playing with my cock and balls. I was in heaven as I had never been naked with her—or any one else, for that matter—and her nails gently caressed my balls, making me ache with desire. Read more »
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It was late and Rajesh was rushing to catch the local train. As he jumped into the crowded train he cursed the Mumbai’s hectic life and squeezed in to make some space for himself. It was still an hour’s ride home and it was already 10.00 in the night. Rajesh was an average guy of 27 years working for the last 6 years in Mumbai as IT engineer but was still to make it big. His job with a local company can’t be termed as a dream job and he was on a constant lookout for a better opening. He attended an interview in the evening which delayed him.
Rajesh was married to a beautiful girl Sapna for the last one year. She has done MBA and working for a financial company. She was far better placed in terms of earning and job profile. Rajesh opened the door of his flat with his own key and went inside making as little noise as possible, as he knew that Sapna would be asleep by now. He tiptoed to the bedroom and found her laying face down on the bed. He looked at her voluptuous body, her perfectly shaped ass bulging out nicely. Her black panty was clearly visible through the thin material of her night gown. As he looked he felt his cock started to harden, he controlled himself not to disturb her sleep as tomorrow was a working day.
He quietly changed, warmed his food and sat in front of the old desktop, in the living room, with his dinner. Both of them have their own laptops for office use, however as his laptop was giving some trouble he turned on the old desktop which was seldom used. He started to eat while waiting for the system to boot as he had some urgent work to finish. Read more »
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Sapna got up early and saw Rajesh spread out beside her still in deep sleep. Must be very late last night she thought and went to bathroom to freshen up. She prepared the tea for herself as she didn’t want to wake up Rajesh so early and settled in the living room with the newspaper.
As she was going through the newspaper something caught her eyes. She saw few printed sheet of paper fluttering beneath the keyboard on the computer table. She picked them up, on the back side of the sheet it was handwritten in bold “for my darling wife.” Curious, she turned over and was shocked to see her mails sent to John were printed there. She flipped over the pages and knew that her anonymous email account is accessed by Rajesh. She turned the pages with a worried look on her face.
Anxiously she fidgeted with the papers and walked to the bedroom where Rajesh was still sleeping. She sat beside her and touched her face stroking it gently until he opened his eyes.
“What is this Rajesh,” she pushed the sheets in his hands. Read more »
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She looked upon her reflection in the mirror and what she saw satisfied her. At the age of 19 she has a perfect slim body with no trace of extra fat. She stood 5’6 which is tall by the Indian standards and her night gown clings to her body displaying the perfect figure. Soft and protruding boobs, standing high like Himalayas even though she was not wearing any bra, round and bulging ass with some extra fat, like many Indian women which only gives an added sex appeal. She brushed her shoulder length hairs and gave a final look at herself before joining her husband Prakash at bed.
Suddenly she heard her mother in law calling her from the adjoining room.
“Coming,” she yelled and without thinking that she was only wearing a night gown which is very much transparent, she went to her mother in law’s room. She was sitting in the bed. She is not too old only 60 but looked older and worn out due to the hard work she did all through her life to bring up her children in the absence of her husband. Prakash was the youngest while her two elder sisters were already married. After the marriage of the sisters the three of them only live in this house. She was handicapped as her knee gave way due to some problem and she is too weak that she cannot even climb on her wheel chair on her own.
“Oh! Look at you, wandering around the house like a slut,” she taunted Payal the moment she looks at her dress. “What a conservative bitch, I hate her,” Payal thought. Read more »
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It was now one month since Hassan first fucked Payal. She has no regrets about it as she knew it was bound to happen someday, she can’t avoid it for long.
Payal could not face mama that day, Mama was also strangely quiet. Just before Prakash was due to come home she called her and talked to her. She spoke to her like her mom and explained that she should not tell this to Prakash as this will lead to trouble. She cannot agree more, neither did she wanted to tell Prakash. She advised her to avoid Hassan and stay away from him. Payal was not sure if that could happen.
She was right; Hassan barged in the next day and took Payal into her room. Her mother in law watched helplessly. Hassan never closed the door in between and let mama hear Payal’s moans and cries. The rooms were small and every word can be heard on the other side. Hassan enjoyed it even more, knowing that she is listening to everything. However Payal despised it and to avoid it next time she simply went to Hassan’s house.
Later Payal learned that her husband Prakash is indeed a gay and he married just to avoid social stigma attached with being a gay. During the first three months he hardly had sex with Payal three times. Now after Payal learned what sex is all about she knew Prakash could never be the man for him. She confronted him one night and he admitted to being a gay. She has no choice as she cannot fall back on her family and divorce is a big stigma in Indian society. Anyway she was getting her physical needs satisfied from Hassan. Read more »
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The sun was getting ready to settle down for the night and the South-Ex bungalow was glittering in the decorative lightings. In three days time Adity, the beloved daughter of Mr Malhotra was getting married. She was the youngest of the three siblings and was also the most beloved of the family. She was better known as Mini to her friends and family.
The house was bustling with relatives, uncles and aunts, cousins, younger nieces and nephews. Mini was very happy as she was marrying her love Akash whom she met almost two years ago. Akash was working as engineer in a big medical equipment company. They got engaged a month back and now in three days they were getting married. Mini was in her room trying out different dresses when she heard a cheerful voice,
“Hi, Mini you look so pretty,” this was Rekha her best friend.
“OMG it’s you Rekha, you are arriving now!” she frowned, “you should have been with me at least a month before the wedding, helping me.” Read more »
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Chakkar was having drinks with Danny in the hall and was slowly disclosing him the entire setup. Danny was shocked to learn that these two girls were actually the bride and her friend and on top of it Rahul was the husband of the taller girl Rekha. He could not believe that Rahul was actually watching his wife strip dance and fuck other man.
“You planned this,” he asked Chakkar looking amazed.
“I did not planned and had no clue that the things could go this far, but I know these girls since collage and they were a big cock teaser. I only wished that they be gangbanged,” Chakkar spoke excitedly, “love to fuck these sluts whole night.”
“This guy is in the room and watching Raman fucking his wife,” Danny was in a trance. He glanced towards the other room where Mini and Vinod went and found the door closed.
“Akash is in the room with them,” he spoke. Read more »
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“It’s alright darling. Nothing to worry. See at you home!”, Richa responded equally quickly and signaled them to disconnect. She stayed there with her head lowered and not knowing how to react any further.
But it was enough ice breaking for the duo. Khan, the experienced of the two, came closer and planted a straight kiss on Richa’s shoulders and moved up to her face. Bunty couldn’t be kept out either as he grabbed both of her breasts in his palms. Richa shuddered as she felt the beginning of their rampage. It was raw love making for the initial 5 minutes as Khan stayed in the front and continued kissing and licking Richa’s bosom, face and even going down to her tummy and arms. Bunty was pushed behind but not out. His hands would sqeeze her breasts hard while he kept playing with her hairs and kissing and licking her back. He enjoyed slightly spanking Richa’s bums too. Richa wasn’t too comfortable kissing Khan as he was smelling the “bidi” he used to smoke but hardly had any option as Khan expertly opened her mouth and caught hold of her tongue while smooching her.
Bunty wasn’t any novice either, he quickly moved his hands between her legs and started rubbing her already moist cunt. He kept kissing her arms and licking her back while Khan was busy kissing her. They swiftly changed their positions and now Bunty was having Richa from the front while Khan moved to rear. It was so quick that Richa didn’t notice Bunty kissing her breasts until she opened her eyes when her nipples were bitten hard. She moaned lightly and asked Bunty to go easy. Poor chap, he was having a woman like her for the first time, there was nothing to stop him as such. He made complete mess of her exposed breasts and nipples and went down to her thighs and womanhood. He touched her clit hard and plucked it in his fingers while Khan at the same time started pinching her nipples. Richa was slowly being taken over and gaining the libido. Read more »
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It was late evening by the time I reached home that day. Richa looked anxious; she had mixed emotions about the hours she had spent with Imran in the morning and was also quite apprehensive about the next morning when they had agreed to meet. She didn’t tell me anything upfront but I could smell the air and was quickly into teasing her.
“You’re looking exhausted darling! Had a long day at work, eh??” I said as she was actually looking tired and she never told me that she didn’t go to office at all.
“No….nothing like…. I am alright”, she kept it short. I didn’t ask her again until we were done with dinner and TV programs.
Even I was somewhat tired that day and was early into bed. She came in about 20 minutes later got under the comforter. I was lying on the bed but hadn’t slept yet when she squeezed in. She was in gown and lingerie inside and I couldn’t keep my hands off her bums for long. She still wasn’t opening up and I sensed and asked her, “What’s up babes? Is something wrong?” She didn’t respond right away but moved herself closer to me.
“Darling… I didn’t go to office today”, she spoke. Read more »
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It was one of the rainy days in Mumbai when Richa had to travel in a public transport bus during the rush hours. She had put up a yellow colour transparent saree with a black blouse inside offcourse a sleeveless one with deep cuts on either of the sides. There were no heavy rains but it was drizzling all the while making the traffic a bit slow and the rush to increase. Richa managed to get into the bus and reached over to ladies seat which were all occupied. As always there were men standing around those seats to have glimpses and Richa was already inviting a lot of attention due to her dressing. She looked around and found one person standing there, elegantly dressed and looking descent. She moved into his direction and stood beside him. The man, although looked descent, did not loose the opportunity to check Richa once which she did not mind a lot.
As the bus was moving towards the destination, more and more people started getting into and rush was only increasing. The conductor was literally forcing people to move to the front and there was some pushing where Richa was standing. She had moved very close to the man now who was about an inch taller than Richa. He was holding the handle at the top and standing there tightly while Richa was pushed under his arm. She tried moving her face to indicate her discomfort and suggesting the man to move his arm but the fellow absolutely didn’t react. He was probably enjoying Richa’s discomfort. Richa tried to look around to see if she can adjust somewhere else but looking at the horny men standing behind she remained stuck to her place. Read more »
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This happened when we had gone on a short trip to a place along the Konkan beaches. It was a long weekend and we had booked a cottage there with all the good facilities and adequate privacy as we wanted to relax and chill out. We reached there around noon on Friday. The caretaker manager was very jovial and was impressed by Richa’s looks. She was wearing a short ¾ grey colour pant and a tight black tee shirt above. Her curves were quite nicely visible through that skin fitting outfit. Richa was wearing the dark black glasses so I couldn’t figure out if she was also checking him to decide if he can be her man. Nevertheless, we checked in and were escorted to one of the two cottages there. I asked him if the opposite cottage was occupied. He informed that a couple was going to show up in the early evening. He left soon, leaving us alone in the room.
It was nicely done room with all the facilities like AC, fridge, LCD, nice smooth king size bed and even a nice bath tub. Richa liked it a lot and so did I. It seemed she was already turned on as she jumped onto me and started kissing. I simply could not ignore and we ended up kissing passionately, just the two of us with no one around. We hadn’t even taken a wash after driving all the way but the kissing was like never before. Both of us sucked each other deep and complete. When Richa broke for a moment, I reached out for her top and took it off. She too pulled my shirt and pushed me on that king size bed as we resumed kissing. My hands reached her bra strips on the back while her hands were lingering between my groin and my chest. I took her bra off and started pressing those beautiful melons as always. I knew Richa loves them squeezed hard and getting her nipples pinched and I was exactly doing that. Richa had gained all the libidos and was moaning heavily while trying to unbuckle my Jeans. But I wanted to delay the hardcore action and decided to continue the foreplay. Read more »
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It was a cloudy afternoon in August when it was raining heavily since morning. I had managed to go to office while Richa was alone at home. As the rains were increasing, the usual waterlogging problems started resurfacing along the low lying areas. Our area wasn’t an exception and water was climbing up real fast. There were lot of small houses (bungalow types) around out building and they were in the danger of getting waterlogged. A lot of people from those areas started taking refuge in our society for the fear that water levels might continue increasing.
It was 2 pm in the afternoon but it was dark like late evening. The rains were only increasing and it was enough to concern people and the authorities. A lot of offices were asking employees to leave early and people were trying to rush back to home adding to the chaotic situation. There were a lot of people gathered below our society also. A few families on the lower floors were kind enough to accommodate many of the women and children in the crowd. Richa also noticed a group of people stranded below and called them over to our house. There were about 7-8 men, 3-4 women and a few children. They all were seated in our living room and Richa arranged some towels to dry themselves and made some tea also. They were really glad and appreciated her help. Some of them went downstairs to gauge if the water level were receding. Most of them were old parents of working men and women staying in those hereditary houses Read more »
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Hello all! I am back with Richa’s next encounter with the oldies. I hope you all have enjoyed her first encounter with their group and how each one of them enjoyed with her. It was a few days after that first encounter; Richa was not very comfortable discussing it at large. She had a view that she just tried to help the few old men in need and was not hoping that they would really come back. I, as always, would try teasing her that a gangbang with oldies or individual encounters with grandmas was right on cards. She would laugh it off most of the time.
It was one such weekday when I left for work early morning. Richa was planning to go little late so she did not leave at her regular timing. Around 9 o’clock (after 30 minutes from Richa’s regular timing), our doorbell rang. Richa was trying to finish her morning chores and was about to take a bath and leaving for work. She answered the bell and found Mr. Naidu standing at the door.
“Good morning Richa, I saw Bharat leaving early this morning. And it’s 9 but you’re still at home, so I am assuming you’re not going to work”, he declared the reason of his knocking on the door. Richa was somewhat stunned that he was stalking on her and my schedule so energetically. Read more »
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It was a week after Richa’s encounter with the two guys in the Sumo car when we were traveling to Pune. Richa was not too keen to discuss the topic but when I said, “I do not think they will get in touch with us”. She insisted that they will and even predicted that it will happen on Tuesday or Thursday. Now, we were discussing it on the Saturday afternoon and I asked Richa, “Should we ask them come home if they call? And should we call both the men together or separately? How do you want it honey?” She was still little reluctant to discuss it. I could not hold on and started teasing her by rubbing my wet fingers on her face and neck. That certainly got her going but she didn’t answer my question. “I asked you something dear”, I reminded her. “Not at home, book a hotel room for 3-4 hours and let them be together if they are okay”, she responded in a haste. I instantly planted a kiss on her cheek, “That is like my slutty wife”. This time we both had a good laugh.
Everything was normal until Monday evening when around 9pm, my phone rang. I had just reached home and was removing the shoes when I answered the call.
“Hey! Is this Bharat I am talking to?”, the person asked.
“Yes, this is Bharat. Who is this?”, I responded.
“Hey Bharat, this is Yatin here. The codeword “Richa in the Sumo”. Do you remember, buddy?” Read more »
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It was a Holi night and almost the whole complex was out celebrating and burning the evil in the fire of Holi. Ours was a new complex and most of the families had moved in recently as in couple of months. Not many people knew each other either. So the Holi was organized as the beginning of getting to know each other. It was fun meeting new people and celebrations and sweets. It was also decided that everyone will gather for playing colours the next day. I and Richa had a great night sleep and were eager to join the colour play the next day. We had breakfast in the morning and were ready to go. I was wearing a faded jeans and old t -shirt while Richa put on a sleeveless grey top and a black tight slack pants. “You’re going to give hard time to men, dear”, I teased her. But she laughed off and we were soon downstairs.
There were lot of people already down there and we quickly pushed ourselves into the groups. Obviously there was no shortage of stares checking Richa but everyone was trying to be polite and courteous. In an hour or so the crowd started to increase and groups were formed. There was a big chat counter set up centrally and also there were some drinks arranged. Everyone was throwing colour on each other, getting a bit tipsy with the drinks and enjoying the nice chat items. It was all a fun event so far. I and Richa were soon into different groups but I was trying to keep a check on her.
She was very much into women group and they were all having fun and were having their faces coloured really dark. It was soon becoming difficult to even recognize people. But it seemed women were having more fun than men. They were dancing on the music tunes, spraying colours in the air and ensuring that no women was left without colours. Men on the contrary were happy having a drink and eating chat items and discussions around politics, business, sports etc. Some of the men groups were occasionally mixing up with women’s group and there were few escapades as in – putting colour on each other’s faces etc. I saw a few men who I could not even recognize were putting colour on Richa’s face and even some applying colour on her arms. She seemed not bothered much and was reciprocating by putting colour on those unknown men’s faces. Read more »
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