Making Shruti My Sis Slut

Ishita was sleeping over tonight, and I planned to call in sick to my job tomorrow. But for now, I needed sleep. I’d cum at least four times today (including once by my own hand) and passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I woke up at 9:30 and stumbled out of bed. I was only wearing my boxer shorts as I hunted around to make sure Ishita and Shruti were still here. I went downstairs and looked around, but all was quiet. I headed back upstairs and quietly opened Shruti’s door. Both girls were still there, sleeping. They were both wearing t-shirts and their underwear.

Shruti was 5’11’, 54 Kg, with black hair and brown eyes. When she wasn’t tanning herself she was working out, accounting for her washboard stomach and toned arms and legs. Her breasts were the typically full, firm mounds you’d expect of an athletic 18-year old, and from the couple of times her bras ended up in my laundry basket, I knew she was a 35C. Ishita was even more beautiful than my sister — a little shorter at 5-foot, 8 inches, with black and brown hair, full, pouty lips, and breasts that seemed to defy gravity. Both girls had shaved their beautiful pussies completely bare. Read more »

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A Blackmail in the Family

I hadn’t seen my sister Shruti for about 1 year and was quite shocked to see how much she had changed; not only in her appearance but also in the way she talked and acted. She stopped living with me and Ishu about 1 year ago,Ishita got a job in London and Shruti dropped out of everything and travelled around. When she returned home she got mixed up with some very unsavoury characters and eventually took off again with this guy, a real low life who was into everything…drugs, prostitution, you name it, he was into it.

I realised she still was beautiful only now the look of innocence was gone and was replaced by one of streetwise hardness. , she was wearing a very short skirt and the thin, tight vest showed she was bra less as her nipples could easily be seen.

Shruti took the drink I offered her and sat on the couch, we made small talk for a while, I asked her what she had been up to. She told me the guy she had been living with had been arrested for supplying drugs and was serving a prison sentence, apparently when they were together he paid for everything, she never had to work, then when hw was not around money dried up and eventually she got evicted from her apartment because she had not paid the rent. She got a job in a club as a waitress… “The money was crap, then I met up with a girl “Namrita” who worked as an escort” Read more »

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My Mom’s Experience at the Tailoring Shop

I reside in Mumbai with my parents and we are very open and broad minded family many times. I have seen my mom in just bra and panty. Also in night when I get to go to loo I have heard my parents having sex and making lots of noise and talking very dirty and filthy which in turn gives me erection.

Sometime and I masturbate on their door and create mess over there. Dad has his own business and his age is 44 and my mom, Sonia, at 43 looks very sexy and sex goddess. I am just 21 when this incident took place. My parents were a love marriage and my mom was pregnant before marrying to my father.

My mom has a killing figure and all in our family are very fit and healthy and looks very handsome. Few factors contributing to this are diet, gym exercise and also hereditary. I am very sex addict person from childhood and have very strong urge to have sex with mom but was unable to express my feelings to her as it is not so easy even if we are very open minded. Read more »

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Chance Encounter with my Bhabhi

This was one experience which I really enjoyed and the thought of it makes me want to go back for more. Maybe because the experience was completely unexpected or it could be because the whole experience was simply mind blowing… (to be honest it was just not my mind that was blown………LOL).

It happened about sometime in January, when I was in Hyderabad, to visit my brother in law’s family. It was the Pongal holidays in TN and I thought it would be best to take the family out for a break. All my plans went flying out of the window, when my wife announced that her brother has graciously invited us over. That was it… My dreams of relaxing at the beach and maybe getting to spent some romantic time with the wife was smashed to bits in a few seconds. Let me share something with you… my wife’s brother is a teetotaler and a snooty arsehole to boot. His wife completes the package – with her high and mighty attitude. There is nothing more I like than to be far away from these people with minimal interaction. That was not to be however, the four wonderful days I had dreamed of would be spent putting up with these people.

After about a day and a half of putting up with them, I decided I had had enough…. It was a Sunday and I was dying for drink. So on the pretext of taking a walk……. I got ready to go. Just as I was about to get out of the flat, my brother in law says, all so sweetly, “We are all going for lunch outside………” he let his words hang there. As if I was expected to complete it. In my head, I was screaming” I WAS SITTING IN FRONT OF YOU THE WHOLE MORNING…. YOU FUCKIN JERK OFF”.. Read more »

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How I Became a Dominant

HI, I am Jose. This story is about the one event that made me discover my wild side, one of subtle dominance. I work in the branch office of a private company as an Area Head with about 20 staff under me, in Chennai. In my team was Revathy, a woman in her early thirties with two kids. Her husband was working in the administration dept. of a logistics company. She is an assistant manager, a jovial person, mingles with everyone easily, but reserved in the lady like manner, an average middle class working woman.

Let me describe Revathy for you. She is wheatish, about 5.4 with a curvy figure. The days when she dressed in a sari was the day we witnessed an increased male crowd loitering around her and the branch. She never dressed in revealing or sexy dresses. But she knew she was well proportioned and took care to dress appropriately. She was very aware of the looks of men around and often joked about it during informal gatherings. But she was very reserved with her male colleagues. The male staff often joked that her assets attracted more customers than the products we sold.

It so happened that after about 3 months of me joining, there was a customer complaint about a payment of about 1.2 lakhs not reaching him. I looked into the matter and found that Revathy has misplaced the cheque. A detailed enquiry followed and it was decided that the money should be recovered from Revathy. A couple of months passed, then one day I had to go to meet a customer, Revathy also joined in since she was managing the account. We got into my car and left. Throughout the way Revathy was cribbing on hard it was to make ends meet and that her husband was a spendthrift etc etc…she couldn’t tell him that she had lost money in the office….…so please restore her salary….and on and on. 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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Vijayalakshmi Bhabhi Seduces Neighbour Ratan

As the hot April sun soaked into the neighborhood, Hema Balaji felt like tearing off her Ghaghra. She wanted to be totally naked, tan all over. But of course that would have shocked the neighbors. “Darn,” Hema sighed softly. “I sure am getting some crazy ideas lately.”

It wasn’t just the idea of wanting to lie around stark naked in the back yard. Yesterday Hema had gotten the hots for the mailman. He was new on her route, a blond hunk, and he’d looked terrific in his uniform. Hema felt ashamed of herself. She was a knotted woman, and she really did love her lover, Sri. But they’d been knotted for seven years now, and their sex life wasn’t as exciting as it used to be. In fact, Hema thought sadly, it was about as exciting as watching paint dry.

She glanced around to see if anybody was watching, then pressed a hand to her pouting cunt-mound. She had an insane desire to slip her hand down inside her Ghaghra and play with herself. Why, she hadn’t masturbated since she was a 18 year old! She didn’t have to wonder what was giving her all these crazy ideas. She knew. She and Sri just weren’t making love often enough. He’d just been promoted, and he always seemed to be exhausted when he got home from work. He was just too tired for sex. Read more »

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Meeting My Bhabhi’s Divorcee Sister

It was my brother’s marriage when I first saw her. She was tall, fair, long black hairs, well build, wearing an orange colored netted saree and a reasonable amount of jewellery. I was wondering “who is she?” most of the time standing near the bride. I moved through the crowd towards the stage to get a closer look. My eyes were sparkling when I saw her. She was looking damn beautiful. I realized she was wearing a Mangalsutra that too was of great designing work but I didn’t see sindoor is her head, which generally an Indian married women use to wear. I was keen to know who she was. But kept some patience and started talking to relatives.

From them I came to know that she was the elder sister of the bride i.e. my bhabhi I also came to know that her name is Megha, she is a clerk in a govt dept and she have a daughter of 8 yrs old and Megha was divorced since 2 years. I figured out she must be in her mid 30s. The marriage ceremonies ended and it was time to take our bhabhi to her new home.

We are a family of 4. Dad, Mom, Bro and me (Ashish) and now we’ve bhabhi as 5th member. I was wandering if Megha is coming with my bhabhi or not, as in our culture brides’ sister used to come with bride as a part of ritual. And soon I saw her and her daughter sitting in the car heading towards our home. We reached home and got bit relaxed and had some refreshments. The next day there were some rituals and the whole day I was just observing her. She must be 5’6” and her figure would be around 36-32-38. I was scanning her like X-ray machine. She noticed me looking at her two or three times but she was stone faced. Read more »

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Fun with Father-in-Law on the Side

I’m 32 and have been married to Rakesh for 11 years now. As far as I know, Rakesh has always been a faithful husband and I have no reason to believe that he has ever cheated on me. I, on the other hand, cannot say the same about myself. I’ve been fucked by many other men since I’ve been married and Rakesh never knew anything. That is until he caught me last month.  My husband has never been a great lover, but I could never resist the advances of strange men. I have to tell you that I’ve never had a shortage of admirers. My measurements are 39-26-36 and I’m a 5’4″ whitish complexion with big black eyes. My hair is long and full and drapes to the middle of my back, but I usually wear it in pigtails. Rakesh thinks I look like a teenager that way.

The first extra-marital sexual encounter I had was with Rakesh’s dad, Manish. We hadn’t been married long and were living with Rakesh’s parents until we could find a place of our own. I was 21 and Rakesh was 25. Rakesh’s father had always been sexually attracted to me. I remember in our wedding reception, Manish felt-up my tits as he kissed me, his new daughter-in-law, welcome ! No one noticed his behavior and I didn’t mention it to my new husband.

We had been at Rakesh’s parents house for about a year and every night we would fuck like crazy from about midnight to 2 in the morning. Rakesh’s mother and father slept in the room next to ours, and I’m sure that they could hear us going at it. One day I was home, doing some laundry, when Manish came home for lunch. Rakesh’s mother, works as a teacher at the local school and I usually have the house to myself until about 5 o’clock. Read more »

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My Kinky Married Life

I am among one of the luckiest female who is enjoying a very very happy, very satisfying and a beautiful sex life. I was enjoying it before my marriage and I am enjoying it more after the marriage. The reason may be the license of sex which a married couple has, particularly in India.

You all will agree with me that it is not easy to write about sexual activities all the time for such a long long writings of SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY. The professional writer can make every part of writing very interesting because the things written are on different subjects and the writers creates interesting situations every time by his imaginations suitable for the plot on which the episode is based. But it is

very difficult to write on only one subject ” SEX ” every time and the things became more difficult when someone like me wants to write everything true happened in life related to only sex. You all know that the broad meaning of SEX is intercourse and physical relationship between couple(s).

Ending and final destination of every love story, every lover couple, every husband – wife and every such relationship is the physical contact between them. A very very common word we use for this is *FUCKING*. Whether it is a straight sex and fucking between males and females >>>>>>>>>> A lesbian act between females >>>>>>>>> or a gay relationship between males…….. Read more »

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Gangbang in the Family

I had been surfing for a while on the Internet looking for a gift for my sister Shruti. I was running out of time to set the whole thing up since her birthday was closing in. I knew exactly what I was looking for but it wasn’t something easy to find. In addition to that, I wasn’t able to concentrate given the fact that my sister’s friend, Ishita, was below the desk giving me one of her delightful blowjobs. She knew how to drive a man crazy using her mouth and she always liked to take her time, patiently and skillfully. She could take a whole dick in her mouth and keep it there for long moments as she massages to base of the shaft with her tongue. I could feel her warmth all along my cock and just as I though I found what I was looking for on the net, I couldn’t hold any longer and blasted my sperm down her throat.

Ishita’s obsession for me and my sister became evident in the previous weeks, so we three moved in together in a new house. She squealed mutedly as my dick filled her mouth and my balls contracted over and over. I must have squirted five or six big loads of fluid before I was finally done. She pulled back slowly and after a long intake of air, she looked up at me with a playful expression and asked,

“Did you find it yet?”  Read more »

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Sugar Daddy

I hadn’t seen Narmada since her wedding two years ago. I sorely missed her at first. Now I suffered a dull ache only a few times a week when her memory floated like a ghost from the closets in my mind.

Narmada was my daughter’s best friend. I watched her grow up. Over the years, we developed a very close relationship which seemed to be more than father daughter, more than teacher student. We weren’t lovers, but our relationship was more meaningful than a one night stand or short affair. It was precious to me and, I hoped, to her.

She was engaged at the time my marriage fell apart. It was then we drifted apart, each caught in our own worlds. I missed her more than she knew, more than I knew before I saw her today.

I hadn’t been to the Oberoi mall in six months. Why I was drawn there that Saturday, I don’t know. Whatever the reason, I was wandering toward the Oxford bookstore. I saw her and my heart skipped a beat. 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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