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Incestception – a Tale of Sex and Dreams

Rahul was an just an ordinary 18 yr old guy in India, just completed his school and in search for a college to join, had a lot of free time. Lives with his 46 yr old father Arjun, who was a businessman and wont be home much often and his 44 yr old mother Sonia who manages the family boutique/beauty parlor. Since she was the boss she would be at home more than she would be at work. And he had a 24 year old sister Arya who lived at another city after getting married. She visits once in a few weeks or sometimes once in a month. Rahul’s aunt Neha, 45 yr old, lived just one house away from his, she had a daughter Priya who was 25, also got married like his sister but lived at home.

Her husband is working abroad, only visits once in few months. They had no children yet. Aunt Neha’s husband had passed away, she takes care of their family business which was a clothing company. They all were decently rich people. The females of the family were little bossy and independent and dont like being questioned much often. They controlled and looked after the house and were pretty good at it. Neha visits Rahuls home very often, both his mom and aunt were very close and would always go out together, sometimes with the daughters but Rahul wasnt always interested to spend time with them so he stayed at home or with friends near his home. But he was not allowed to go far from home and only his close friends were allowed to visit his home.

Most of his friends weren’t fond of his bossy female family members. But he managed somehow because they were rich enough to buy stuff that can keep him entertained at home. It was just another lazy afternoon, Rahul was alone at home playing video games and eventually he lost interest and went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Sat down on the couch watching tv, changing channels one by one and ended up putting on some random music channel. There was a sex scene in one of the songs and it got him a bit excited. Being home alone, he felt free to show off any feelings.  It was nothing new, he had the privacy to do all those things and no one ever cared to notice what he was upto. The song was over and he had the desire to do something kinky. But was bored of jerking off to porn, there was nothing new to do. He heard the sound of mom’s car entering the porch and got pissed off because of his spoiled mood. Read more »

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Buying a Sex Toy For My Daughter

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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Shaving Papa’s Pubes

Lakshmi was making dinner when her papa came home from work. He was grouchy tonight. He banged through the front door, answered her “Hi Papa” with a growl and disappeared into his bedroom.

Lakshmi shook her eighteen-year-old head as she stirred the curry beaker. She missed her mother at times like these. Parvati Bose had died of cancer two years ago, and Lakshmi and her father had carried on as best they could since then. But sometimes it was hard.

On both of them.

She finished up and set the table. Then she went to her father’s door and knocked on it lightly. “Dinner’s ready Papa,” she said.

“Be down in a minute” came the gruff reply. Read more »

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Sex Lessons from Sister and Dad

I grew up on an animal farm in central Uttar Pradesh, which meant that I didn’t get to see many families very often. So it wasn’t odd that my sister Sumitra and I were pretty close. She was two years younger than me, but that didn’t mean a thing on the farm. We both had chores and they were to be done. Period. If they were hard, or dirty, or whatever, that just plain didn’t matter. You just did them.

Papa had been raised in some kind of religious cult back in Karnataka, and had come back when it got raided by the Income Tax Dept. for some reason. He didn’t much like to talk about that part of his life. He met Mummy there and they got married after they bought the farm.

You know how people who have been married a long time start to look alike? Papa and Mummy were like that. If you didn’t know them, you might think they were brother and sister. She was a lot younger than him, though. Read more »

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Mira’s XXX Adventures in the Village

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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Gautam Fucks His Daughter in a Storm

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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Priyanka’s Sex Lessons from Uncle Ganesh

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 Uncle Discover’s His Niece’s Secret

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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Jack and Jill, Went Up a Desi Hill

Jack and Jill went up a hill, to fetch a pail of water.

Jack fell down and broke his crown,

And Jill came tumbling after.

Once upon a time in a remote village in Uttar Pradesh, there was a boy named Jagdish, who had a twin sister named Genelia. They lived with their widowed mother in a small cottage at the bottom of a big hill. You may even have heard of them. There was a well-known poem that was written about them going up that hill to fetch a pail of water. But what you probably DON’T know is the REST of the story of what happened that day.

Jagdish was a strapping lad, 5′ 10″, wide at the shoulders, narrow at the hips, with bulging muscles all over his body. That’s because Jagdish spent most of his day going up and down that hill, fetching pails of water. His mother ran a laundry business, you see, and used a LOT of water. Because of this, Jagdish had procured bigger and bigger buckets, so he wouldn’t have to make so many trips up and down the hill. These large buckets weighed a lot, and Jagdish got awfully buff carrying them. Read more »

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Bob Biswas – Beti Chod

Bob Biswas was bored. His wife Sunita had signed their daughter, Kiran, up with a photographer to take some fashion glamour shots, but at the last minute Sunita had to go on a sales trip for her company and couldn’t take Kiran to the shoot. So Bob got stuck with it. Kiran had disappeared into the dressing room over an hour ago with the photographer, leaving Bob in the studio alone with nothing to do.

Bob had wandered around for a while, looking at various pieces of equipment, and he played a game of trying to figure out what each thing was for. But after a while that got old. Bob realized he was standing by a filing cabinet and he idly opened a drawer to see what was in it. His eyes bugged out as he saw pictures of young teenaged girls. And not just any pictures. These girls were naked! And not just naked. They were naked and showing their pussies to the camera. He began looking through them and found that each group of photographs was a series. They started with normal teens, then went to the same girl after her glamour makeover. That alone was enough to start Bob’s dick to stiffen. He couldn’t believe how much more grown up the girls looked after they had been made over. Then the photographs progressed by showing each girl in various outfits, becoming smaller and showing more skin in each successive one. Then the shots went to lingerie photos, then to shots of the girls without bras, then completely naked, then cupping their sweet teen titties, and finally with their legs spread, pussies open, the looks on their faces saying “Fuck me now”. Read more »

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Bob Biswas’s Fucked Up Family

Bob Biswas was an average guy with average intelligence, who was just trying to raise his two kids without their mother being around. There had been a messy divorce when the kids were two and three, at which time his wife had decided that she didn’t like children, but liked doing what made them… with lots of other men. Custody hadn’t been an issue, since she wanted nothing to do with her son, Saurav and his older sister Priyanka, even though she had insisted on those names. She had disappeared off into the political world of New Delhi and the kids had never seen her since.

Bob, doing his best, had brought the kids up to have respect for their elders, to obey their teachers and study hard, to work for what they wanted, and to love one another. He just didn’t expect them to love one another quite as much as they actually did.

He didn’t find out just how much they loved each other until Saurav was eighteen and Priyanka was nineteen. Here’s how it happened: Read more »

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Happy Valentine’s Day

The little boy was working intently while sitting on the floor. He was concentrating so hard that his tongue was stuck out the side of his mouth. He had some red construction paper that was cut into shapes close to what could be considered hearts. He held up a heart in one hand, with the blunt plastic scissors in the other, and smiled at his accomplishment.

Next he took a sheet of red construction paper and folded it in half then folded it again. Holding the folded paper, he opened it and closed it smiling to himself. He then picked up a crayon and drew as good a heart as he could, filling the entire fourth of the folded paper. Inside the heart, the boy used another color crayon and carefully printed “Mom” in the center of the heart. He opened what now resembled a card and printed carefully, “Happy Valintine Day.” Read more »

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Malayeka Seduces her Mama

Malayeka had plans. Big plans, and today was the day she was going to implement them.

She was awake when her Mother kissed her goodbye on Monday morning, but she pretended she was asleep. She got up when her mother left, but stayed in her room, quiet as a mouse, until she heard the car drive away. With her Mother off to work and Mahbasah, her older sister, off to her college classes, Malayeka was alone in the house with her Faqeeh mama.

Malayeka stood in her bathroom surveying herself in the mirror and thought, ” Faqeeh mama doesn’t stand a chance. I’ll seduce him before lunch.”

She was beautiful. Brown, sloe eyes, heart shaped face, clear skin lightly tanned, long, shapely legs, and hair, gorgeous, tumbling, shining, healthy, free-spirited, spilling and spiraling black hair. High, hard breasts, not fully mature like her mother’s or her sister’s, but, even now, filling a B-cup. Flat, almost concave, stomach. Tiny waist. Hard ass, high, molded by nature and exercise. Read more »

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Ohh Daddy!

I rolled over in my sleep, and for some reason I woke up. After a moment, I realized that the other side of the bed was cold. I had fallen asleep wrapped around her, and now she was gone. I missed her warmth, and her company, and her sexy little body. I could still feel a damp area in the sheets from where we had made it several hours earlier, and I smiled as I thought of her wailing through another orgasm before we collapsed into sleep.

I thought at first that she might have just gone to the bathroom, but I didn’t hear any sounds coming from there, nor was the light on. I lifted my head, and I could see a glow in the hallway outside the bedroom, but it wasn’t bright enough for a light. Puzzled, I decided to investigate, and swung my legs over the side of the bed.

As I padded out of the room barefoot, I could see that the light was coming from the spare bedroom, which was mainly used for storage. There was also a table and chair in there as a sort of desk, and her computer was set up on it. Sure enough, as I looked around the door frame, I could see her sitting in the chair, with the computer turned on. She was staring intently at a screen full of text, apparently on some kind of web site. Read more »

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Sexy Cousin Comes to Town

Nandini Gill saw her mother bearing down on her from across the living room like a battleship weathering a rough sea. Nandini took a deep breath to steady her nerves. A lame mother was hard enough to bear, a lame mother who has already had to buy her daughter one full set of new bras is harder still to bear… and if my chest doesn’t stop growing real soon, mother’s going to have to get a third set in two months. And if the lamers at college notice, they are going to start making cow jokes and never stop.

“Nandini,” her mother demanded.

Oh lame, Mother. There is no one else in the house! Get real! I mean, we both know who I am, or are you starting to wish you could forget?

“Yes,” Nandini replied, all treacle and smiles. Leaving off the fatal ‘Mother, dear’ she so very much wanted to add to the end of the sentence. Read more »

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