I wonder who started first. Which one of us was the first to try out some strange?
We met at a party that was full of sexy people wanting to fool around with other sexy people. It wasn’t a swinger’s party but it could have been with a slight push.
The host was my closest friend who was always trying to hook me up with one of his wife’s friends. His wife was very easy on the eyes, as were all their friends they had introduced to me too. This time the intro took.
When I saw Jason’s wife Mink (a nickname that I’ll explain later) was talking to a really hot looking dirty blonde. Mink was in her usual teasing attire of a low cut dress that showed most of her nice big tatas while the new chick was wearing a satiny blouse open enough to give the hint of some firm b cups. When she looked up as Jason was going to introduce us, it became obvious that she was braless as she was leaning forward a little and Jason and I got a shot down her blouse of an entire tit, complete with an erect nipple. Read more »
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We got married when Richa was 24. At age of 31, she was complete women with a well fucked chut. We tried all possible poses and added spice to our sex life by making love in new and strange places. I also got a vibrating dildo from Germany which I used to put into her chut. It excited me to see that lund shaped dildo fuck my wife’s wet pussy. I used to tell her to imagine that as another man is fucking her. And then as a punishment of fucking another man, I used to spank her boobs and butts with a strong cane till they turned red. Richa was truly submissive to me and enjoyed my every perverted act. Most of the times I used to tie her hands above her head and then insert dildo in her pussy and spank her entire nude body with cane, rulers, belts or even chappals.
When we stayed in Pune last year for company work, we had a house with a garden. Our gardener was also our chowkidar (watchman) during daytime. Actually since the area was a high class locality, there were dangers of robbery and looting. So we had kept 2 watchman, one for day and other for night. The gardener was also acting as third watchman during some part of daytime. He was young 30 years old Bihari guy called Shukla. The other two were little aged of around 40-45 also from Bihar. One was Tiwari and other was Yadav. All the three used to stay in a servant’s room built behind our buglow. The other two were little passive but I noticed that Shukla used to stare at my wife and I often noticed a bulge in his trousers whenever he came near Richa. I planned to expose my wife Richa to our young watchman, Shukla. 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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Our marriage was an arranged marriage. I am Manoj, 23 and she is Shruti, 21. Just imagine the innocent, charming, cute Renuka and obedient, soft, sophisticated, gentle Manish from Hum Apke hai koun movie. That’s exactly how we looked. We both worked for banks as officers but in different branches in Delhi. I had met her just twice before the wedding, once was when our family went to see the girl and the next was at the engagement. She was very shy and demure and I was the talkative one. Anyway-we got married had our 1st night and went for our honeymoon to Shimla-Chail.
The 1st night (Suhag Raat) was a bit awkward as we were both inexperienced and fumbled around shyly and somehow did the deed, which by the way ended too soon as I was highly excited and after years of using my rough hands for masturbation, the warm wet pussy of my wife was too exciting and sensitive and I could not hold on longer and came in her too soon. We immediately slept after that and had to get up early to leave for our 4 day Getaway bus tour to Shimla-Chail. Our middle class families
decided that going by taxi was too dangerous due to the high road accidents in the hilly region as well as it was better to be on a bus tour for a few days to get to know each other while having other people around to get over the initial awkwardness. So we were put on the popular luxury AC tourist bus accompanying other newly weds like us as well as other couples and a few families with children and older parents. The bus tour was for 4 days as it was a tour going through various places with temples, forts and other tourist destinations en route. Read more »
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My name is Krish. Mine was an arranged marriage and I had been in love with Meera since then. This is a story of how our marriage which was the most beautiful thing ever happened to me went on to seem like it wasn’t actually there, because it seems so gone now. A person often meets his fate on the road he takes to avoid it. Simply put, it’s a story of how I messed with it and lost it all.
I’ll start from the beginning. I was running a small business when I got married. It didn’t work much in my favour and I was forced to quit. I pursued a white collar job from which I was fired an year later. Then I returned to my own business which met with a horrible outcome and I soon found myself reeling with a heavy debt. Though my wife, Meera, was working and earning for our family, I could not find a way to repay my debt to a man called Sunny. I was almost on the run. I was ignoring his calls. But it was a bad move. He tracked me and I ended up being beaten up by his goons. I wasn’t seriously injured, but it wasn’t a nice experience either, for a first timer.
I told you I’ll start from the beginning. Which means there was an incident in the beginning that paved the stones for the surprises that my life had for me. That eventful day, I was leaving from my house to somewhere when I spotted Sunny’s SUV at the end of the street and I immediately withdrew myself to my house. Meera was in the shower and I had no time to spend explaining. To her, I was already gone because I had announced my leave when she was in there. Read more »
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December 25th, 2009.
I was sitting on my bed in the evening waiting for my husband to return from market. I sent him to market to buy Christmas gifts for everyone in the family. We were to leave for our honey moon trip to Europe immediately on very next day after Christmas. This is my first Christmas at my in-law’s house and both my mom-in-law and dad-in-law were preparing for my first Christmas in their house. All were very happy with my behavior and respect to all in the family. I have already mentioned that my in-laws love me so much that I do not like to call them IN-LAWS. I like to call them dad and mom. I have not missed my parents in this house because of their love towards me. May god provide such a nice parents-in-law to every girl?
My husband returned from market with lot of packets and bags in his hands. He brought the desired gifts. He thrown the bags and packets on the bed and hugged me. I too participated in the action. He kissed me on my lips and I pushed him away and said………. “Control dear! The door is open.”
He: So what? Now you are my wife and I can make love with you even the door is open.
Me: Yes! I am your wife but do not forget that I am a daughter-in-law too. I must follow all the social norms. 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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Ravi took the elevator for his apartment at the twenty first floor. As he punched the keys another white European women entered the lift, wearing a wet bikini. She punched the eighteenth floor and started rubbing her wet hairs with the towel hung over her shoulder. Ravi gawked her curvaceous body and watched her ample ass barely covered by the tiny bikini bottom.
“You must be a regular swimmer,” he commented.
“Ahmm… No… Swims sometimes when I am free,” she smiled.
“But your perfect body tells me that you are…”
She laughed out loud at the complement and Ravi also grinned. Soon they reached the eighteenth floor and bid good bye.
“Hey!! You look tired,” Rita, his wife spoke as he entered his flat.
“Just a long day at work, but don’t worry I am refreshed once I look at your lovely face,” he smiled. Read more »
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Once upon a time, I was just a wanna-be slut until I took that first step into sluthood by meeting up with Arjun. in a vacant lot at 2am so he could gag me on his cock with his goal of making me piss myself, and the bonus that he gets his cock sucked.
That was at least two years ago now. We’ve said hi on occasion since but never managed to actually meet up again for this reason or that.
That changed tonight.
Last week, I emailed him to let him know that I still tell the tale of meeting him when asked about my kinkier experiences. Being the kind of cocky bastard that I seem to be attracted to, he was pleased and said we ought to do it again. Read more »
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Sakshi Patel sat on a stool at the bar of a local watering hole Planet Bollywood. She was just about finished with her second drink, vodka and cranberry juice. Looking around at the other patrons, she noticed she was the only woman. The mixture of men in the bar ranged from a couple of college boys to several seasoned gentlemen.
The two younger customers sat at a table directly behind Sakshi, drinking beer straight from the brown bottle. She could hear them laughing and making remarks about the girls they went to school with. Sakshi slowly swivelled her stool so the college students could see her profile.
Dressed in a short black skirt that was slit to her upper thigh and a see-through top that clung to her trim body, she knew their eyes would be glued to her. Beneath her black top, a shear bra contained her firm breasts. The thin material did very little to hide her nipples. Her stockings were dark with small roses embroidered in them at the ankle, held in place with a garter belt. Read more »
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“Mamma ice cream!!!” seven year old Rani yelled as she saw the gelato store in the mall and tried to run towards it. But Ranjana held her hand firmly.
“Not now, Rani.” she said, dragging her inside the shoe store. “First we have to get your school shoes.”
“But I want it now!!” she started jumping up and down. The kid had been a handful from the day she was born.
“Rani, please don’t make a scene!” Ranjana said as the dozen or so customers in the store started looking at them.
“Yes ma’am, how can I help you?” a salesman walked up.
“We are here for these shoes for the Vidya Niketan uniform.” she handed him the note from Rani’s school. Read more »
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Mandira and Abhishek are a beautiful couple based in Bangalore. Mandira is 32, a beautiful, innocent and traditional housewife and Abhishek is 36, working in one of the companies in Bangalore. Abhishek got married to Mandira at the age of 30 who is from his native village. They have 2 kids as well, elder son is studying in UKG and second son is still very young, Mandira is still breastfeeding the second kid.
Mandira is a very beautiful housewife, had a somewhat fair complexion, 5′ 2″ height, has got very long, black hairs and always used to apply red kumkuma to the parting of her hair above the forehead. She used to keep her nails beautiful by doing manicure and pedicure and likes applying red, black, maroon colour nail polishes. She is bit plump after having the second kid and has got a gorgeous figure. Her breasts, 34C are very fair and round. Since she had just delivered a baby, her breasts had grown even bigger, as they are full of milk. She loves her husband very much and they were leading a very beautiful life without any problems between them.
Mandira is very comfortable with Saree and even Jeans as well. When in home, she likes wearing nighty which will give very much comfort to her in doing all the household activities. She is not used to wear bra when in home, because every now and then, she had to feed her kid, wearing bra was not comfortable for her during the feeding. A maid used to come to help her in doing all the household chores. Read more »
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Abdul worked for a big real estate development firm as a project
engineer and Ranjini was a freelance interior designer. Ranjini mostly
worked from home except for site visits. They had recently moved into an
upscale apartment complex.
The complex consisted of 5 different buildings, 2 club houses and a
swimming pool. The couple had purchased a fully furnished flat on 4th
floor in one of the buildings. Each floor had only two flats. Since they
bought a furnished flat, settling down was pretty easy.
Their neighbors were Mr and Mrs. Patel who were in their late 50’s. The
Patels were very friendly couple. Their only daughter had gone to UK for
her medical education. Mr. Patel was a retired man and Mrs. Patel was a
Mrs. Patel was very active in social life, while Mr. Patel spent most of
his day by taking early morning walks, reading newspaper, watching CNBC
and trading shares by calling his broker every now and then.
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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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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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