I am not a guy who actively go behind girls for sexual gratification but at the same time I am quite horny, who requires daily dose of sex. I have a loving girlfriend who satisfies my basic needs although she stays away from all the kinky ideas of sex. She is quite conservative when it comes to physical affection and most often I am left with no alternative other than watching porn and masturbating.
I do fantasize about other females of my apartment but have never tried anything beyond that. What I am going to tell you is narration of an incident that has left me totally flabbergasted. I came to know about a dimension of human nature which is totally animal. I had heard of instincts which make people polygamous, but it was my first stint of such kind.
Bangalore is known for its pleasant weather and that day was no exception. It was bright and pleasant afternoon that day. Quite sunny yet breeze was cool to relax you. I was sitting in my office cubicle, near the window, watching cows grazing the vast unused land behind our office campus. The project I was working on had recently ended thus not much work was anticipated for another couple of days. I was thinking of ways to kill time, suddenly a thought cross my mind. Read more »
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This is the story of Yamini, her fiancee Venkatesh and her lover Sanjeev. This incident is real and happened during the engagement days of Yamini and Venkatesh. Venkatesh was a software nerd who had finished two years of his job in US and had returned to India to find a suitable match. His parents had arranged a girl for him. He had come to do the engagement and return to US. The marriage was planned next year when he would be able to get a longer leave and take her along with him.
By 8:30 in the morning, they found themselves lying down together on the couch in the living room. They were under a blanket. It was hardly a week after her engagement to Venky. But when her old classmate called her over for a last time together, she just could not refuse. She was wearing a cotton shirt and jeans, and Sanjeev was dressed only in a pair of jeans.
Earlier in the day, they had driven down from the coffee shop where they met, left an unfinished coffee as they both were too eager to be in each other’s arms. On the way Sanjeev put his hand on her lap, stroking her gently, reminding her about the days in college, their college tour, those numerous hotel rooms they shared, the trip to Bangalore where they had to attend an interview together. After reaching his new palatial house, he removed her sari, careful not to wrinkle it and they both walked around, arms around each other. He showed her around the house, the bedrooms, balcony, drawing room, study room, the big bathroom with its tub, the shower and the kitchen. 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 love having sex with older women. I find they’re usually so much better at it than their younger counterparts, plus they don’t go gossiping to their friends after you’ve fucked them and quite a few of them are very grateful, especially the less attractive ones. I don’t care myself, as long as they’re over forty and not too fat, then they are fair game.
My first oldie was a teacher from school. Miss Sharma was her name, Pooja Sharma. She was fifty when I fucked her and still a miss. She’d put on a few pounds over the years since I’d left school, but she still looked hot. I spent all day Saturday fucking her and man she was good.
My second fuck was with, I am not ashamed to say was my brother’s mother in law, Joya auntie a decent looking fifty five year old, with medium sized tits, good figure and firm shapely legs. Her husband had died a couple of years ago and she’d been on her own ever since. Read more »
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I am Rajan and I married to a very beautiful girl Keya, who is very cooperative and submissive in the bed and open for variations in our sex life. Our sex life is fantastic and we are loving and caring couple with very good understanding for each other.
Although I have few premarital and extramarital affairs and I feel myself very lucky to avail the opportunities arrived.
I am a peeping tomb and enjoyed my sex life by seeing nudity and live sex of others through secret places, which was most enjoyable. Besides this I also enjoy reading sex stories and I get aroused and excited which prompts me to masturbate with full passions. I dont mind if any one watches us doing sex secretly for that reason I enjoy sex with my wife with the lights on and curtains off.
Although she does not have any premarital and extramarital sex experience, but she is very hot and horny besides get excited easily and starts demanding with her legs raised for excessive orgasm. 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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Pithasthana Venkataraman glanced across the receptionist’s desk at the lone woman in the waiting room, wondering what her problem was. This was a Friday, the end of her second week on the job at Lilavati Hospital, and the overwhelming question she had, every day, with everyone who came in the office, was ‘What’s your problem?’
Pithasthana had just turned 21. She was a pretty girl, of mixed Tamil-Mallu background, who lived with her boyfriend in an apartment just outside of Malad. She had graduated from the local BA college a year ago, the modern version of secretarial school, and had ended up with a temp service as a secretary. This job looked to be her longest gig yet, and even had the possibility of turning into a full time job, but she generally wondered about the people coming in -‘What’s your problem?’
Dr. Vijendra Chaudhuri was a psychologist specializing in couples therapy and family counselling. It was a small office, with just himself and a secretary/receptionist. His regular receptionist had left on a maternity leave three weeks ago and was now due any day. The first secretary the temp agency had sent over had proved a rude and stupid disaster and had been sent packing at the end of the first week. Pithasthana was determined to do much better. If the regular secretary decided that motherhood was a better deal than working, which was a real possibility since her husband had a decent job, then Dr. Chaudhuri had told her he would probably keep her on. Her contract with the temp agency allowed her to go to work for him after twelve weeks, and the money he paid to the temp agency would go to her instead. It was a twelve-week contract; she had worked two and next week the office was closed because the doctor was going on vacation. Then it would be another ten weeks and she might be able to work full time directly for him. Read more »
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Devlina sat down next to the boy. He looked like they were the same age, which would make him 18 if he was a day. His father had sent her up here, told her his name was Varun, and asked her to help him though his first time. From the way the father had acted, nobody knew how old Varun was. Of course nobody was supposed to know she was only 18, either.
Varun was lean, with a dark shock of hair. He was naked, like most everyone else at the party. He was sitting on the bed, so she didn’t get a good look at his body. She put her hand on his knee, and he jumped.
“I don’t bite,” she said.
“It’s just … I mean, I…” His face turned bright red, and he tried to look everywhere but at her as he swallowed nervously. Read more »
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Hi dosto, I am moin from gujarat, baroda mera I D email@example.com wese to mera name hi kafi hai gujarat ki ladies ki pussy me halchal peda karne ke liye vese aap sabhi dost muje jante hi ho ha aagar koi nahi janta to janle ki i am 26 old 5.11ft hight with stong dick to dosto aap logone muje bahot mail kiye our kuch dosto ke sath mene enjoy bhi kiya thx to all. Read more »
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My name is Tamanna Narayan. I am the daughter of a famous Indian business tycoon. Horse-riding is my favourite hobby. Last Friday, as I stormed into the leather shop in Colaba, the heels of my riding boots echoing off the tile, still fuming at the morning’s incident. A broken riding crop, a sore hip, and mud and grass stains on my jodhpuri pants. All because that stupid pony had missed a step and thrown me. I was so mad that I hadn’t even bothered to change, and had driven directly to the shop.
As I reached the middle of the store, the nearly overwhelming smell of leather awakened my senses and I stopped to breathe deeply, which calmed me immeasurably. I love everything about leather: its smell, its feel against my skin, its uses, and the way it can be made into the softest of clothing or the strongest of boots. And even the sound of it: the snap of a whip, the ‘splat’ of a cat, the creaks as it moves against itself.
Awakening from my momentary reverie, I moved on to the back of the shop. As I reached the counter, I saw a young girl sitting behind it, working some lacing through a garment of some type on top of the counter. She appeared to be a few years younger than me, and was quite pretty. As she looked up at me, she moved the piece she was working on aside, clearing a space. I could see that she was wearing a leather vest covered with quite intricate patterns; it was very beautiful, and closed with what appeared to be a short chain, also of an intricate design. Surprisingly, she was wearing nothing under the vest, as the inner curves of her large breasts were very visible when she looked up at me.
“Is there something I can help you with, Miss… ?” Read more »
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Ellora Prabhakar was drunk, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t her fault—a bottle of Sula and two rum cocktails did that to a girl. Sanjay and Hari promised it wouldn’t turn into a business dinner—but that’s what they always said. Ellora usually spent dinner gossiping with Hari’s wife, Shreya. But she had cancelled at the last second and stayed home instead. So Ellora was all alone with two MBAs. Who could blame her for drinking a bit more than usual?
“If we go for a Versova property, we’ll get a fifteen per cent margin,” said Hari.
“And a whopping big EMI,” said Sanjay. “Whereas we can afford Malad without an EMI.”
“But it only has a ten per cent margin.”
Sanjay breathed deeply. “It certainly is a big decision.” Read more »
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Palash stared across the dining hall at the stunning hottie who was sitting at a table with her friends. She was laughing at something. He was captivated by her beauty; her big blue eyes, her slender neck, her pouting lips. He watched as she brought her fork up to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the piece of pasta on the end and pulled the fork free. It was a simple, everyday act but Palash’s mind raced, and his groin reacted.
“Come on, dude, get a move on. Some of us actually want to get something to eat.”
Annapurna’s words shook Palash out of his trance. “Sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, Palash,” said Manjit, Palash’s other best friend. “Just choose something. It’s all shit so it doesn’t matter what.” Read more »
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Ye june 2009 ke shuroo ki baat hai. Tab mere exams khatam ho chuke the. Meri English madam bohat hi sexy hai us ke perfect breasts hain. Aur wo kapde bhi ese pehnti keh us ke jism ka kuch hissa nazar aata. Jese hi class main aati us ke nipples khade hote the. Tight kameez pehnti aur bra bhi nipples ke khade hone ki waja se tight rehte. Nipples apna nishan us par bana lete. Phir padhai to phad hi main jani thi. Kher main roz us ke saath apne app ko imagine karta. Un ka naam madam shagufta hai. age 28 hai. Looks bohat he sexy hain. Height 5’3 hai aur bohat tight body hai. Us ki shadi ho chuki hai magar wo apne husband se khush nahin thi. Kher main English paper lekar un ke ghar paper discuss karne gaya.
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I am Aakash. I am in Delhi for quite some time. I am 27. 6ft. Avg built with boy next door features. Let’s start with the story. Last month, my company sent me to jaipur on a job assignment for one month. I came to jaipur without any expectations as I knew that these small towns can never give the excitement and fun of Metro cities. My stay was arranged in posh hotel near railway station (can’t tell the name). Initial 3-4 days were very boring but it all changed on first Friday. There was a small party on the client site where I met Neha. A common friend introduced us to each other. She was damn hot man…. Dusky but sharp features, 34-24-34, Capri type jeans and one shoulder top.
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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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