I am a businessman and I was running late. I had an interview the next day and I wanted to look presentable, so I ducked into my regular salon in Malad. The woman that usually cut my hair was not available, but Anushka was there, and she agreed to stay late and give me the trim that I needed.
I had noticed Anushka the last few times that I was in because she had long, curly black hair and blue-green eyes, and I had a particular weakness for Aishwarya Rai-like eyes. I never saw her in anything other than a skirt and blouse, and the skirt was never more than halfway down her thighs while the shirt always exposed some nice cleavage.
I took off my tie and leaned back in the seat to get my hair washed. For me, at least up until that night, the hair washing was my favourite part of the haircut. It was so sensual, the feel of a pretty woman’s fingers working through my hair. One time I had to wait twenty minutes for my stylist to free up, and I paid one of the girls to wash my hair the entire time. Read more »
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“So Rahul you want to know how to make love to your girlfriend.”
“Please Rohan, my friends have told me how much they hurt their girlfriends when it was their first time and I’ve seen you and Jasmine making love and it looks so good.”
“Does Sakshi know you are asking me about this?”
“Oh yes, she’s heard the stories too and she’s a bit frightened, that’s why I’ve come along to your room.”
“Okay, before we start, have you any condoms?”
“No I haven’t.”
“Okay, here’s some I got from the advisors. Now let’s go along to your room.” We got up from my bed and walked along the corridor to Rahul’s room. I followed him in and saw his girlfriend sitting on the bed blushing madly.
“Hello Sakshi, you know what my brother has just asked me, don’t you?” Read more »
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I have a medical history of high blood pressure. It’s not surprising, even though I’m only twenty-eight years old. My parents were both hypertensive, as were my grandparents. The life-style that I live doesn’t help much either. On my days off I drink beer and smoke marijuana, both to excess. I smoke cigarettes and drink coffee every day. I don’t get much exercise either. My doctor has given me some pills to keep it down and for the most part they work pretty well; except for in one particular instance.
I’m a pilot for a skydiving company. I fly the big, twin-engine plane that takes up loads of beginning skydivers and the instructors that accompany them. As a pilot, I’m required to take a physical every two years to maintain my license requirements. Six years ago when I stumbled across this job (intending to do it for a year or so until I found something better), Skyflight Skydiving School was owned by a jovial, hard-partying man named Rod Pilfer. Skydiving back then was largely unregulated and Ron, who’d burned more than his share of greenbud with me and tipped back several hundred cases of beer with me over the years, didn’t worry himself over things so petty as certifications and medical checks of his employees. I could have been unlicensed completely and Ron wouldn’t have given a shit, as long as I showed up to work each day and flew the damned plane. When I needed a new “yellow card”, as the medical certification card was known, I would simply fill out the required FAA forms, entering any information that I wished, and a physician friend of Ron’s (who was also partial to greenbud, beer, and free skydiving) would simply sign off on it. Everything nice and legal though the spirit of the law had of course been grossly raped. Read more »
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The next morning I was very hung over. I’ve had worse morning’s after in my life, but not too many. I was awakened to the sound of little Alex, Michelle and Mark’s younger child, crying for her mother. Before I even opened my eyes I knew I was in bad shape. My head throbbed rhythmically with the beating of my heart, my mouth was as dry as the Sahara, and my stomach felt as if a can of Drano had been poured down it.
“Mommy!” I heard the insistent cry from the direction of our younger daughter’s room. It wasn’t one of mine, I knew. After a moment’s thought I remembered that Mark and Michelle’s kids were staying with us. That thought brought with it a vague sense of embarrassment and shame that seemed related to something that had happened last night. What had I done?
“Oh Jesus,” a voice moaned beside me. It wasn’t Stephanie. Read more »
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Aleesha watched Kamala fold her arms over her chest and glare at Quasim—Aleesha’s brother and Kamala’s boyfriend. “What is?”
“Him! I go to the trouble of throwing a Eid’s party, and the bastard spends all night talking to his mates and getting plastered.”
“He has drunk a lot.”
“You know what the worst thing is? When he gets in this state, it means…”
“I shouldn’t really say, you being his sister and all.”
“Oh, I’ve probably heard a lot worse. Come on, spill the beans.”
“Okay. It means he goes straight to sleep later and I’ll…” Read more »
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My name is Rahul aged 24 years and I live in Mumbai along with my family. There lives my mother Sushma aged about 43 years and my father Ram Lal aged about 46 years. My father is a business man and is a workaholic. He is normally in bad health and normally resort to drinking in evening due to his work fatigue. I don’t know anything about their sex life but think that it is not good as mother is not in happy mood normally and father never cares for her.
We both mother and son are not so attached to him and so we are normally close to each other. We both are like friends to each other than being mother and son. Mother also looks towards me in any need as she knows that father is never there in time of need.
My mother is working as a head mistress in a local school and she has done her B.E.D and since she gets financial benefits and also promotions for higher education, she is doing her M.E.D with a south Indian University through the post. She has finished the course and had to appear for final exam. The exam was in Goa. She has to go to Goa but as usual father was busy with his business and had no interest to visit a place like Goa even with mother. Mother could not go alone and was unhappy with father for his refusal to go, so she requested me to accompany her to Goa. I applied for three days leave as exams were for two days and one day we planned to spend as holiday. Read more »
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It was a rainy Thursday afternoon. I was home since the college was closed for two days due to the professors’ strike. After taking meals,I had come to my study room. The atmosphere was such that I did not feel like picking up any book to study. So, I rummaged through my cupboard and pulled up a couple of playboy magazines my friend had loaned to me.
I plunged into the bed and started browsing through the magazine. The white smooth naked boobs of the models were arousing enough and my tool started responding to those pictures by growing in size. Automatically, my hand went inside the pants and started rubbing it. But my pants were too tight, so I unbuckled and lowered the pants and underwear.
My fully erect penis immediately popped up like a pole and I started stroking it gently while enjoying the beauty of playboy magazine. Not even two minutes passed since I started stroking my erect penis in the open, and my study room’s door was pushed open and Sushmita Bhabhi walked in the room saying to me something like “Anil, the rain is wetting these clothes. 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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This happened a day prior to new year. We were not having any grand celebrations plan as I had too much of work to cover over that week. We were just planning to go to a resort nearby where they had dinner and DJ planned. Richa wasn’t too happy but she was aware of my work pressure and uncertainty on whether we would be really able to go or not, so she agreed. So I had gone to office that day quite early and Richa too left around 9am. It was a routine day as we had couple of calls and exchange of messages where she was specifically interested in knowing if I would get free tomorrow or not. And I wasn’t any nice to her until late afternoon. She received a call from Imran at around 4pm. Now, his calls really makes her nervous! She almost instantly stepped out of her work area and rushed to break out so she could speak to him. She knew he doesn’t like waiting a lot so she answered the call as she walked over.
Imran: What time are you leaving home today? Need 2-3 hours this evening.
Richa: Hello..umm…nothing planned…maybe will leave around 6pm. Why?
Imran: Good! Tell your hubby you will reach home around 9 and leave the office at 5pm. I will pick you up. 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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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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I was in Goa once again, second time within 15 days. I returned to Delhi to my hubby after spending about 15 days in Goa where I have played lesbian game with one of the friend of my husband. Many said this was a social work to give sexual satisfaction to a married and sexually unsatisfied woman. I always care for sex and the sex loving peoples.
I have just returned from South Africa where I was with my hubby for world cup foot ball matches. This tour and tickets for the matches were marriage gift to my hubby from his office. I did not get enough time to be in touch with my friends and fans since last two months because of my busy schedule. But, now I am back and have some time to write.
So, I decided to write first thing first to maintain link.
I have returned to Delhi after spending 10 days in Goa, mostly at my in-laws house. I did not get many chances to play lesbian games with Anju. But, I did it two times more when we both get the chance. Anju was very happy; I could notice this on her face. I always feel sorry for this beautiful young lady that his husband is not able to satisfy her. Anyway, this is fortune and we have to accept it. 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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I had been married to Abhishek for a year & was frustrated with the monotony. Then one fine day Abhishek’s nephew Anuj came to stay with us to try for his college admission. He had just turned 18 but looked younger due to his slim body. He was very shy while speaking to me & blushed if he even touched my hand accidently. His awkward way turned me on & I began fantasizing about being screwed by him. I tried to make eye contact & get as close as possible but he always averted his eyes & moved away. I was desperate.
I stood naked in front the mirror, ‘What is wrong with the males of this family?’ I thought to myself. It wasn’t that I was ugly & out of shape! In fact I knew I was attractive as hell, I was 5 ft 5 inches tall, slim & with an almost perfect figure. My brown silky hair fell over my shoulder & some of it cascaded onto my dark brown nipple. I stared at my reflection & gently caressed my firm breasts. I fingered my deep round navel & let my fingers slip towards my clean shaven pussy. I teased the insides of my naked thighs & groped my perfectly rounded bums with my other hand. I knew I had to do something to satisfy my starving pussy.
For the next couple of days I kept irritating Abhishek as much as I could. Especially when Anuj wasn’t around. Finally Abhishek lost his cool & slapped me. We fought & I cried acting as if I was the wronged one. I also made sure Anuj noticed me sobbing & crying. I saw he was sympathetic towards me. The next morning, Abhishek & I, had another massive fight before he left for his office. I cried & cried & acted as if I was ill & about to collapse. I acted so well that the usually shy Anuj came up to me & said “Manisha mami (Aunty) are you all right? Do you want some medicine?” 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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