A New Erotic Experience for the Husband

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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50 Shades of Payel – I

She looked upon her reflection in the mirror and what she saw satisfied her. At the age of 19 she has a perfect slim body with no trace of extra fat. She stood 5’6 which is tall by the Indian standards and her night gown clings to her body displaying the perfect figure. Soft and protruding boobs, standing high like Himalayas even though she was not wearing any bra, round and bulging ass with some extra fat, like many Indian women which only gives an added sex appeal. She brushed her shoulder length hairs and gave a final look at herself before joining her husband Prakash at bed.

Suddenly she heard her mother in law calling her from the adjoining room.

“Coming,” she yelled and without thinking that she was only wearing a night gown which is very much transparent, she went to her mother in law’s room. She was sitting in the bed. She is not too old only 60 but looked older and worn out due to the hard work she did all through her life to bring up her children in the absence of her husband. Prakash was the youngest while her two elder sisters were already married. After the marriage of the sisters the three of them only live in this house. She was handicapped as her knee gave way due to some problem and she is too weak that she cannot even climb on her wheel chair on her own.

“Oh! Look at you, wandering around the house like a slut,” she taunted Payal the moment she looks at her dress. “What a conservative bitch, I hate her,” Payal thought. Read more »

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50 Shades of Payel – II

It was now one month since Hassan first fucked Payal. She has no regrets about it as she knew it was bound to happen someday, she can’t avoid it for long.

Payal could not face mama that day, Mama was also strangely quiet. Just before Prakash was due to come home she called her and talked to her. She spoke to her like her mom and explained that she should not tell this to Prakash as this will lead to trouble. She cannot agree more, neither did she wanted to tell Prakash. She advised her to avoid Hassan and stay away from him. Payal was not sure if that could happen.

She was right; Hassan barged in the next day and took Payal into her room. Her mother in law watched helplessly. Hassan never closed the door in between and let mama hear Payal’s moans and cries. The rooms were small and every word can be heard on the other side. Hassan enjoyed it even more, knowing that she is listening to everything. However Payal despised it and to avoid it next time she simply went to Hassan’s house.

Later Payal learned that her husband Prakash is indeed a gay and he married just to avoid social stigma attached with being a gay. During the first three months he hardly had sex with Payal three times. Now after Payal learned what sex is all about she knew Prakash could never be the man for him. She confronted him one night and he admitted to being a gay. She has no choice as she cannot fall back on her family and divorce is a big stigma in Indian society. Anyway she was getting her physical needs satisfied from Hassan. Read more »

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The Urban Desi Orgy – I

The sun was getting ready to settle down for the night and the South-Ex bungalow was glittering in the decorative lightings. In three days time Adity, the beloved daughter of Mr Malhotra was getting married. She was the youngest of the three siblings and was also the most beloved of the family. She was better known as Mini to her friends and family.

The house was bustling with relatives, uncles and aunts, cousins, younger nieces and nephews. Mini was very happy as she was marrying her love Akash whom she met almost two years ago. Akash was working as engineer in a big medical equipment company. They got engaged a month back and now in three days they were getting married. Mini was in her room trying out different dresses when she heard a cheerful voice,

“Hi, Mini you look so pretty,” this was Rekha her best friend.

“OMG it’s you Rekha, you are arriving now!” she frowned, “you should have been with me at least a month before the wedding, helping me.” Read more »

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The Urban Desi Orgy – II

Chakkar was having drinks with Danny in the hall and was slowly disclosing him the entire setup. Danny was shocked to learn that these two girls were actually the bride and her friend and on top of it Rahul was the husband of the taller girl Rekha. He could not believe that Rahul was actually watching his wife strip dance and fuck other man.

“You planned this,” he asked Chakkar looking amazed.

“I did not planned and had no clue that the things could go this far, but I know these girls since collage and they were a big cock teaser. I only wished that they be gangbanged,” Chakkar spoke excitedly, “love to fuck these sluts whole night.”

“This guy is in the room and watching Raman fucking his wife,” Danny was in a trance. He glanced towards the other room where Mini and Vinod went and found the door closed.

“Akash is in the room with them,” he spoke. Read more »

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Fucked by Police Inspector Shekher

One day my husband called me and told me that he wants to take me and asked me to apply for a passport. So I applied for it and I got a call from the local police station for the inspection and was asked to come with a witness. So I took Raj and Anil with me. We went to the police station and there were 2 people before me for the inspection. Raj told me that we will have to give some money to the police to speed up the procedure. I had some extra money for that. My name was called and I went inside with Raj and Anil. I saw the policeman and I was surprised to see him as I knew him.

He was my college mate. He had also once proposed me. His name was Shekhar. He was also surprised. He took the witness’s signature and they both left. He said normally people give me money for moving the files faster, but I would love to have a coffee with you. Is it ok with you? I just smiled and said it’s ok. He looked at me and said you have grown too much. You were a thin little girl then. I just blushed. I was wearing a yellow transparent saree with a deep cut blouse and I had tied my long black hair flowing till my bums. He asked me to come to his place in the evening for coffee. I agreed to it and left the police station. I got ready in the evening wearing a transparent red saree and a deep cut blouse, tied my long silky black hair to a bun and did a light make up with red lip stick, sindhoor and wore my red bangles. I reached his apartment and he opened the door. Read more »

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How My Sports Sir Screwed Me in School

Next day I left Shekhar’s place and went home to collect my clothes for a month. On my way I saw some school girls at the junction. One of the girls was inside the shop at the junction. I saw the girl talking and laughing with a man sitting inside. Later I came to know that he was their physical training Sir. It reminded me of my school days with my physical training sir. We used to call him PT sir. He was young and handsome. Normally the PT period is always the last one. After that the school leaves. Sir always had an eye on me. I used to play hand ball. So whenever there is a girl’s game he comes to me and gives me advice. He never leaves a chance to touch me. I also used to enjoy it so he was a little too bold with me.

Moreover in the school most of the boys in my class and 2 3 sirs knew I was a girl who liked to be with men. Like I had mentioned earlier my uniform was one piece like a frock below the waist and tight on the top with buttons stitched till the waist. We also had a lace around the waist which is tied behind to a bow. As I had said, since I was a failure, my parents had not stitched me a new uniform for 2 years. So it had become tight below the waist as my bums had grown and also was tight on the top. My bums used to stick to my frock and my boobs used to bulge out tight and round. They used to bounce whenever I walked or ran around.

During the game Sir always used to stare at my bouncing boobs and swaying bums. There was an interschool match which was going to be held after a week for which we had started practicing during the school and sometimes after school. One day after the last PT period Sir asked me to stay after school as he wanted to show me some tricks and wanted to brief me about the game strategy. I agreed to it but I knew what he wanted, because he sometimes used to share non-veg jokes with me and also used to say that if I am there in the team we can easily win the match coz the players in the other team would be simply staring at me all the time. He also gave a naughty smile after asking me to wait, so I confirmed and I was getting thoughts of what would happen and started getting excited. Read more »

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Sex for my Husband’s Promotion

After my last tryst, I was at home. I got back home packed some sexy sarees and very deep cut and back open blouses. Packed my make up kit and my accessories. I called Suresh and told about what is happening and might happen in this month. He was excited and said he couldn’t wait to meet me. I got ready and left. I reached Shekhar’s place by evening. He said his boss will come in sometime. We had a little fondling and kissing and the door bell rang.

Shekhar went and opened the door. It was his officer boss, he came in and saw me. I was in my transparent saree, deep cut back open blouse and with full make up. I had worn nothing inside because Shekhar had asked me not to wear anything inside. He came in and Shekhar went inside to get him some drink. I was standing in front of Sir (like Shekar called him). Sir asked me to sit near him and I sat. He said, “Chaitrali, isn’t that your name?” I said, “Yes.” He said that I had a nice name and so is my face and my structure. He said he was waiting to spend sometime with me since the day he saw me with Shekhar at the police station. He said he wanted to meet me very badly. Then he had approached Shekhar and asked about me.

That is when Shekhar told Sir that I am his very close friend. He said he asked Shekhar if he could also be friends with him. Shekhar agreed to it and told Sir about our college days and thats where we met first and all. Sir was very excited to meet me and so was I. He said he has posting on a highway that night. So he asked me if I could accompany him there and spend the night there. He said there’ll be a small office for him there and can stay there for the night. Read more »

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Last Excitement Before Leaving India

I got up in the morning next day and left Shekhar’s place. I told Shekhar that I have to go home, do some cleaning and will be back by evening. He said ok and I left. I wore my transparent saree and a deep cut blouse and a high heel. Tied my hair down till my big round swaying bums. Clipped it to the end as usual. I took a train to my place. I thought to have some fun so boarded the gents compartment. Some how I got into the train and it was very crowded. There were men all around me and the trainstarted. I was feeling very horny inside.

The smell of the men around me was making me mad. One man behind me was pushing me from behind as if he was stroking me. Slowly he kept his hands around my waist acting as if he had accidentally kept them. I just looked back a gave him a smile. He moved his hands further to the front and held properly around my waist. My big round firm boobs were pressing the back of the man standing in front of me. The man behind me was holding my waist and hitting my round bums hard. My nipples were hard and I was getting horny by every push the man giving my bums.

After sometime my stop came and I got down of the train. Surprisingly the man didn’t follow me or get down the train. I headed home. When I reached home I got a call from the shopkeeper. It was 3. 00pm and he asked me to come to the godown and that he and his servants were waiting. I got ready, applied light make up, wore a transparent saree and very deep cut blouse. I tied my hair to a bun with a hair stick. I knew the street which will take me to the godown will have a lot of onlookers when I pass by. So I decided to tease all the men on my way. Wore my red high heel matching my red saree and blouse. I reached the small dirty street and all the vendors with cart wheel were staring at me with lust in their eyes. I could make out that they must be imagining me naked, walking pass by. My pussy was getting horny by just thinking of walking nude in front of those vendors on the road. The shopkeeper was waiting outside his godown for me. I reached the place and he asked me to enter inside. When I entered there were 4 men. Shopkeeper said they are my servants here. Read more »

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Sex on a Plane – Moving to Dubai

I got my things packed up. Got packed all my sex toys my lingerie and my sarees. My make up kit and dresses. I hired a taxi and left for the airport. Checked in and sent my luggage. The flight was almost empty. I got a seat on the second last row. There were many men who were staring at me. I was wearing a saree, wrapped around tightly, deep cut blouse and had tied my long silky hair down till my big round bouncing bums. I had tied the end with a hair clip which kept hitting my round heavy bums while walking. I had worn my saree well under my navel, so that my navel was visible. I walked towards the waiting lounge and sat there. I could see that there were many men and less women. I sat there for an hour. Many men were staring at me. It was time, and the flight boarding had started. I got with one cabin baggage that I had. I started walking towards the exit where it said Dubai.

There was a queue for boarding. The man behind me was slowly hitting my back. I didn’t mind as it was a little crowded. I got into the aircraft and reached for my seat which was on the second last row as I said earlier. There were 2 men sitting, one on the window seat and other on the aisle. My seat was in between. The person on the aisle seat was a young man and other was an older person. I opened the compartment above and was keeping my bag in it, when I noticed that the young man was staring at my navel. He saw me watching him staring my navel. I just smiled. He gave me little space to get inside. I could feel his face against my huge round bums. I sat down and was struggling to get my seat belt. The young man asked me if he could help me with it. I smiled and agreed to it. He said his name was Ashok. I said mine was Chaitrali.

His hand went behind me to find the buckle. His hands touched my hips and slightly rubbed my big round firm boobs. He apologized for it and I said it’s ok. He got the buckle from behind and clip in my seat belt. He was still staring at my navel. He asked me about my travel. I said I am going to meet my husband. He said your husband is one lucky guy to have a beautiful wife like you. I just blushed on his remark. We got settled and he said he is working as an engineer in Dubai and is going back after his annual leave. There was little jerks in the aircraft because of bad weather. I was a little scared so I held his hands. He was a little shocked in the start but then he got relaxed. He held my hands tightly and told me don’t be scared. After sometime the jerks stopped but he didn’t leave my hand. I also didn’t mind it. He said he liked my beautiful face and that he was staring at my face in the waiting lounge. I just blushed and said thank you. He asked me about my married life. I said after a year of my marriage my hubby left and then after a year I am going to join him. He asked me how I managed a year. Read more »

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My Wife’s Filthy Humiliation – III

“It’s alright darling. Nothing to worry. See at you home!”, Richa responded equally quickly and signaled them to disconnect. She stayed there with her head lowered and not knowing how to react any further.

But it was enough ice breaking for the duo. Khan, the experienced of the two, came closer and planted a straight kiss on Richa’s shoulders and moved up to her face. Bunty couldn’t be kept out either as he grabbed both of her breasts in his palms. Richa shuddered as she felt the beginning of their rampage. It was raw love making for the initial 5 minutes as Khan stayed in the front and continued kissing and licking Richa’s bosom, face and even going down to her tummy and arms. Bunty was pushed behind but not out. His hands would sqeeze her breasts hard while he kept playing with her hairs and kissing and licking her back. He enjoyed slightly spanking Richa’s bums too. Richa wasn’t too comfortable kissing Khan as he was smelling the “bidi” he used to smoke but hardly had any option as Khan expertly opened her mouth and caught hold of her tongue while smooching her.

Bunty wasn’t any novice either, he quickly moved his hands between her legs and started rubbing her already moist cunt. He kept kissing her arms and licking her back while Khan was busy kissing her. They swiftly changed their positions and now Bunty was having Richa from the front while Khan moved to rear. It was so quick that Richa didn’t notice Bunty kissing her breasts until she opened her eyes when her nipples were bitten hard. She moaned lightly and asked Bunty to go easy. Poor chap, he was having a woman like her for the first time, there was nothing to stop him as such. He made complete mess of her exposed breasts and nipples and went down to her thighs and womanhood. He touched her clit hard and plucked it in his fingers while Khan at the same time started pinching her nipples. Richa was slowly being taken over and gaining the libido. Read more »

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My Wife’s Filthy Humiliation – II

It was late evening by the time I reached home that day. Richa looked anxious; she had mixed emotions about the hours she had spent with Imran in the morning and was also quite apprehensive about the next morning when they had agreed to meet. She didn’t tell me anything upfront but I could smell the air and was quickly into teasing her.

“You’re looking exhausted darling! Had a long day at work, eh??” I said as she was actually looking tired and she never told me that she didn’t go to office at all.

“No….nothing like…. I am alright”, she kept it short. I didn’t ask her again until we were done with dinner and TV programs.

Even I was somewhat tired that day and was early into bed. She came in about 20 minutes later got under the comforter. I was lying on the bed but hadn’t slept yet when she squeezed in. She was in gown and lingerie inside and I couldn’t keep my hands off her bums for long. She still wasn’t opening up and I sensed and asked her, “What’s up babes? Is something wrong?” She didn’t respond right away but moved herself closer to me.

“Darling… I didn’t go to office today”, she spoke. Read more »

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My Wife’s Filthy Humiliation – I

It was one of the rainy days in Mumbai when Richa had to travel in a public transport bus during the rush hours. She had put up a yellow colour transparent saree with a black blouse inside offcourse a sleeveless one with deep cuts on either of the sides. There were no heavy rains but it was drizzling all the while making the traffic a bit slow and the rush to increase. Richa managed to get into the bus and reached over to ladies seat which were all occupied. As always there were men standing around those seats to have glimpses and Richa was already inviting a lot of attention due to her dressing. She looked around and found one person standing there, elegantly dressed and looking descent. She moved into his direction and stood beside him. The man, although looked descent, did not loose the opportunity to check Richa once which she did not mind a lot.

As the bus was moving towards the destination, more and more people started getting into and rush was only increasing. The conductor was literally forcing people to move to the front and there was some pushing where Richa was standing. She had moved very close to the man now who was about an inch taller than Richa. He was holding the handle at the top and standing there tightly while Richa was pushed under his arm. She tried moving her face to indicate her discomfort and suggesting the man to move his arm but the fellow absolutely didn’t react. He was probably enjoying Richa’s discomfort. Richa tried to look around to see if she can adjust somewhere else but looking at the horny men standing behind she remained stuck to her place. Read more »

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The Vacation to Konkan Beach

This happened when we had gone on a short trip to a place along the Konkan beaches. It was a long weekend and we had booked a cottage there with all the good facilities and adequate privacy as we wanted to relax and chill out. We reached there around noon on Friday. The caretaker manager was very jovial and was impressed by Richa’s looks. She was wearing a short ¾ grey colour pant and a tight black tee shirt above. Her curves were quite nicely visible through that skin fitting outfit. Richa was wearing the dark black glasses so I couldn’t figure out if she was also checking him to decide if he can be her man. Nevertheless, we checked in and were escorted to one of the two cottages there. I asked him if the opposite cottage was occupied. He informed that a couple was going to show up in the early evening. He left soon, leaving us alone in the room.

It was nicely done room with all the facilities like AC, fridge, LCD, nice smooth king size bed and even a nice bath tub. Richa liked it a lot and so did I. It seemed she was already turned on as she jumped onto me and started kissing. I simply could not ignore and we ended up kissing passionately, just the two of us with no one around. We hadn’t even taken a wash after driving all the way but the kissing was like never before. Both of us sucked each other deep and complete. When Richa broke for a moment, I reached out for her top and took it off. She too pulled my shirt and pushed me on that king size bed as we resumed kissing. My hands reached her bra strips on the back while her hands were lingering between my groin and my chest. I took her bra off and started pressing those beautiful melons as always. I knew Richa loves them squeezed hard and getting her nipples pinched and I was exactly doing that. Richa had gained all the libidos and was moaning heavily while trying to unbuckle my Jeans. But I wanted to delay the hardcore action and decided to continue the foreplay. Read more »

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My Wife’s Encounter with the Oldies – I

It was a cloudy afternoon in August when it was raining heavily since morning. I had managed to go to office while Richa was alone at home. As the rains were increasing, the usual waterlogging problems started resurfacing along the low lying areas. Our area wasn’t an exception and water was climbing up real fast. There were lot of small houses (bungalow types) around out building and they were in the danger of getting waterlogged. A lot of people from those areas started taking refuge in our society for the fear that water levels might continue increasing.

It was 2 pm in the afternoon but it was dark like late evening. The rains were only increasing and it was enough to concern people and the authorities. A lot of offices were asking employees to leave early and people were trying to rush back to home adding to the chaotic situation. There were a lot of people gathered below our society also. A few families on the lower floors were kind enough to accommodate many of the women and children in the crowd. Richa also noticed a group of people stranded below and called them over to our house. There were about 7-8 men, 3-4 women and a few children. They all were seated in our living room and Richa arranged some towels to dry themselves and made some tea also. They were really glad and appreciated her help. Some of them went downstairs to gauge if the water level were receding. Most of them were old parents of working men and women staying in those hereditary houses Read more »

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