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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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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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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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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The incident happened during our first pilgrimage trip we took after marriage. I was married for about three years. My husband was handsome, looking strong and very active on bed. More than deep and hard penetration he was finding more enjoyment in fondling, foreplay and oral sex and when I was getting fully aroused he used to discharge leaving me in midway. I wanted more thumping but he used to sleep in three years.
He never fucked me more than once but his one round was taking about two and half to three hours and still and I was remaining unsatisfied. Many time I scolded him for so much foreplay and oral sex but he did not change and I accepted my fate in second year of my marriage, my mother in law died and she was only 44-45, healthy looking but somehow died of a mysterious fever. We remained sad for quite some time and slowly return back to normalcy. My Sasur was a senior officer in a Govt dept.
He was completely broken after death of his wife. I saw him crying much time but except few consoling words I was not able to help him. I suggested my husband to hire a full time middle aged lady who can take care of his all needs including his sexual needs but father in law refused and we continued with part-time maid. Time passed. I was spending all time at home. Husband was leaving for office at 9 where as Sasur was going at 10.00 and he was also coming back home at least one hour before husband returns. Read more »
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Mira was in trouble and she knew it. Her rebellious nature had finally gotten her in real trouble. She’d taken a necklace out of old Shiv Mandir while the pandit was out gathering fruit and she’d gotten caught with it. Now she was being called in front of the village wise men for punishment. Mira stared at the entrance of the cave where the wise men sat each day to settle disputes, answer questions, tell people when to plant and all of the other things the wise men decided for her people. She’d never been in that dark place, and had never wanted to.
She had to duck when she went in. Mira was tall for one of her people. She was also slim. She could run faster than any of the boys, though when she did that now her breasts sometimes hurt. They had grown a lot in the last year or two and stuck out from her slim chest in what she thought was an ugly and misshapen way. The soft cotton tunic she wore shifted and slid over her long brown nipples as she ducked. That was another thing she didn’t understand. Those nipples caused her more trouble than anything else about her body. They were always in her consciousness because they always felt so … so … good. She’d been seized by the urge to rub and squeeze them a lot lately, and when she did it caused the most lovely sensations to run through her body. It also made her feel … well … good between her legs. Read more »
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Manisha woke up with a start as the thunder crashed and lightning flared through her window. It was so loud she was standing beside her bed before she realized she had gotten up.
The first thing she thought of was that she was much too old to be afraid of lightning and thunder. She was a first year in College, for God’s sake. The second was that the room was cold. She felt her nipples tighten with a small tingle as they pooched out. She crossed her arms over her breasts in a vain attempt to warm them. The wind was howling outside and rain was smashing against her window.
She heard a creaking noise and then a loud CRACK!
Something thumped on the roof over her bed and suddenly the world was collapsing around her. Plaster and pieces of wood rained down as she raised her arms above her head. The old coconut tree outside had finally given up the ghost and had just come through the roof. Read more »
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Ganesh Acharya leaned back in the old steel double wide lawn chair, and watched as Priyanka took care of old Mr. Mule’s needs. Priyanka greeted Mr. Mule, started the petrol pump and then checked under the hood before beginning to wash and dry all the windows of the Ambassador. Ganesh was glad he had hired Priyanka. He’d always been glad.
Had anyone asked him, he’d gladly have admitted that when he first hired her it was mostly for her looks. She was a babe. Eighteen, fresh, pretty, vivacious, with high round teenage breasts and hips to kill for, her black pony tail bobbed and waved as she went over the car. When she reached to get a spot in the middle of the windshield, one leg came off the ground and Ganesh had a nice view of the crotch of her cut offs and the white panties she was wearing under them. Priyanka usually wore a T shirt to work at the petrol station, but today she was wearing a halter top and Ganesh had been half stiff since she reported for work. It was Friday and they stayed open an hour longer on Fridays.
The other reason he’d hired her was because she was his brother’s daughter. He’d watched her grow up and now that she was almost a woman he really enjoyed being around her. She adored him and in any situation other than at work she’d have run up to him and thrown her arms around him, pressing her tight little body against him and giving him a sloppy kiss on the lips. They’d been buddies for years. Read more »
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Bob Biswas was a happy man, all in all. He had a good business selling used books and CDs and life insurance in a little office on the edge of Kolkata’s business district. He also had a secret profession – but that’s another story. He had several High College students who worked for him part time and in reality he didn’t have to work much at all if he didn’t want to. His house was paid for. He had the car of his dreams.
But all this was due to the insurance settlement that resulted from the death of his wife. That was the down side. He missed her terribly. Theirs had been a perfect match, both in the sense that they shared lots of interests, and because the sex had been fantastic for both of them. They’d spent untold hours learning how to satisfy each other and had been trying to get her pregnant when she’d been killed by a drunk driver.
He’d adjusted, for the most part. He couldn’t abide the thought of dating after that, and had remained both single and pretty much celibate since then. The one time he’d let go had been with his wife’s sister, Sumitra. It had happened about a year after Sushila had died and even though they both knew it was a “pity fuck” it had been extremely enjoyable for both of them. Read more »
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I had mixed feelings when I was told that my mother in law is coming to stay for a few days with us as my wife had given birth to my child and is taking rest as she had to get operated to take the baby out. I was interested in seeing my mother in law in our house. Now I’m 33 and a sucker for big tits, and I recalled mother in law was very busty. We were very free to each other that we talk all subjects. She arrived late and went right to bed but I caught a glimpse of mother in law and she looked even more busty than before.
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This is not exaggeration, this is based on my story of 1993. I feel ashamed, cause she my cousin sister. I shouldn’t have done this to her. I am from South Tamil Nadu. It was in my semester vacation of my first year, and she was studying Ninth Std. It all started from this point, in the night before my sister’s marriage, she looked as if an angel. She is a medium complexion, but…but really beautiful mean it. She was wearing silk blow and the bottom (pattu pavadai). I was instructed to look after the kids who were playing on the Marriage’s hall terrace. I saw my cousin sister playing with these kids. The kids were all below 8 years. She came to me and we started chatting about our school, teachers, friends & teachers (I believe, that’s the topic I can debate with my cousin sister).
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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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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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