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High Speed Sex Chase

Rachana admired herself in the full-length mirror. She turned on the balls of her feet and gazed over her shoulder. The crooked little smile and the twinkle in her big brown eyes showed she liked what she saw.

Her black hair lay soft on her shoulders. Her breasts were unencumbered by a bra. The sleeveless, white blouse fit tight around her rib cage, lifting and displaying those orbs. The two top buttons were open to “let her breasts breathe,” as she liked to say.

The red skirt came to mid thigh. It fit like a glove, displaying shapely legs in sheer stockings. She wore red flats; heels made it hard to drive. With a self-satisfied smile, she grabbed her purse and trotted out the door, ready and eager for her adventure. Read more »

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From Bhabhi to Wife

My hotel room door opens as Meghna uses the key I’d passed her at the Sraddh ceremony. It had been a lovely service. I saw all the family I’d avoided for the last twelve years. They were a little surprised and less than pleased to see me, but no one was going to cause a scene, disturb the Sraddh ceremony. That was fine with me, I kept right on avoiding them and they returned the favour by ignoring me. That kept it a peaceful serene service that Saurabh would have hated, but it had been for the living, not for him, even though he was the star.

She walks into my room like she belongs there, and I pray that she feels she does. Just her presence transforms the anonymity of a featureless rent-a-space and makes it feel more like a home than anyplace I’ve been in years.

“I was afraid you wouldn’t come,” I say as she takes off the aanchal. “You look lovely.” Read more »

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Lesbian Twincest at Indian Party

“Unbelievable!”

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…”

“Means what?”

“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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Richa – My Submissive Wife

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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My Wife’s Dominant Master

Hello friends, back after a while with another adventure of my beautiful wife! After the episode at Mr. Patil’s house, Richa had to take a break of couple of weeks to recover. Yes, it was quite hard for her physically. Although she resumed office next day and we had our own encounters few times during the week, I had to keep it mild. I teased her a few times as to how would she react if Imran demands another tough session while she was still recovering. She would be nervous just thinking that it could piss Imran off if she would have to refuse him. Fortunately for her, nothing happened until next 2-3 weeks. She had recovered well by then and I could feel at times she was wondering why Imran hadn’t called all along. But she never really expressed her thoughts and continued with life as usual.

It was a lazy Monday morning and I was off to office an hour late. It was about 8am and I was almost tying my shoes to step out when Richa’s cell phone rang. Her expressions were enough to tell me it was Imran on the other side. She actually stood up from the chair and answered it on 2nd ring.

“Are you alone?” came Imran’s stern voice as soon as Richa answered.

“Yes, I mean…. Yes, he just left… only just…” Richa stumbled with words as usual when she speaks with him. Read more »

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Experiences of a Mumbai Street Voyeur

Hi. I live in Mumbai suburbs, and my favourite activity to help beat () the stress of our daily commute is to see naked slum girls and beggar girls. These girls are lovely, with slim waists and astonishingly voluptuous figures. Over the years I have made a mental map of locations in Mumbai where there is a good chance of watching these gorgeous ladies show us their bodies while carrying on with their day to day activities …

Most of these locations are along the western railways (where I live) and south Mumbai (where I studied :p).

I do hope that other AISS readers will contribute with their own sightings and you will give me a few more great places to hang out () and de-stress ().

Oh, and anyone with pictures or videos … bhai, I will be forever grateful for feeding my evil habit :p

So here are the list of my current spots of interest, as well as past spots which may have changed. Read more »

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The Randyness of Pregnancy

Radhika’s boyfriend introduces her to making love with another woman and now Radhika wants to make love to a pretty pregnant Bangladeshi girl in her office.

Radhika sat at her desk thinking about the fun, sex filed weekend she had just enjoyed. Her boyfriend of three years, Santosh had convinced her to experiment with a third person in their already exciting sex life. She had never been with another woman before and had resisted Santosh’s suggestions for months. Santosh was very attractive at six feet tall and 70 kgs without an ounce of fat on his stRong muscular body. Radhika had always marvelled that he looked more like a construction worker than a lawyer.

Friday night in Mumbai had started with a quiet romantic supper at a very posh restaurant. Fifteen minutes after Radhika and Santosh had settled into their seats, a beautiful Bangladeshi woman approached and asked to join them. She had dark skin, dark hair and deep hypnotizing gray eyes. Her medium sized breasts suited her long sleek body and Radhika had been instantly jealous of her model-like figure. Her name was Ayeesha; Radhika later found out Santosh had met her the previous week. Radhika didn’t know Santosh had arranged this meeting but instead of getting mad at Santosh or jealous of Ayeesha she decided to see what transpired. Radhika had always been proud of her five foot five one 60 kg figure. Her black hair flowed just past her shoulders and she was very comfortable with her love for Santosh – they had a relatively open relationship. 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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My Wife’s Encounter with the Oldies – II

Hello all! I am back with Richa’s next encounter with the oldies. I hope you all have enjoyed her first encounter with their group and how each one of them enjoyed with her. It was a few days after that first encounter; Richa was not very comfortable discussing it at large. She had a view that she just tried to help the few old men in need and was not hoping that they would really come back. I, as always, would try teasing her that a gangbang with oldies or individual encounters with grandmas was right on cards. She would laugh it off most of the time.

It was one such weekday when I left for work early morning. Richa was planning to go little late so she did not leave at her regular timing. Around 9 o’clock (after 30 minutes from Richa’s regular timing), our doorbell rang. Richa was trying to finish her morning chores and was about to take a bath and leaving for work. She answered the bell and found Mr. Naidu standing at the door.

“Good morning Richa, I saw Bharat leaving early this morning. And it’s 9 but you’re still at home, so I am assuming you’re not going to work”, he declared the reason of his knocking on the door. Richa was somewhat stunned that he was stalking on her and my schedule so energetically. Read more »

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Erotic Holi with my Wife Richa

It was a Holi night and almost the whole complex was out celebrating and burning the evil in the fire of Holi. Ours was a new complex and most of the families had moved in recently as in couple of months. Not many people knew each other either. So the Holi was organized as the beginning of getting to know each other. It was fun meeting new people and celebrations and sweets. It was also decided that everyone will gather for playing colours the next day. I and Richa had a great night sleep and were eager to join the colour play the next day. We had breakfast in the morning and were ready to go. I was wearing a faded jeans and old t -shirt while Richa put on a sleeveless grey top and a black tight slack pants. “You’re going to give hard time to men, dear”, I teased her. But she laughed off and we were soon downstairs.

There were lot of people already down there and we quickly pushed ourselves into the groups. Obviously there was no shortage of stares checking Richa but everyone was trying to be polite and courteous. In an hour or so the crowd started to increase and groups were formed. There was a big chat counter set up centrally and also there were some drinks arranged. Everyone was throwing colour on each other, getting a bit tipsy with the drinks and enjoying the nice chat items. It was all a fun event so far. I and Richa were soon into different groups but I was trying to keep a check on her.

She was very much into women group and they were all having fun and were having their faces coloured really dark. It was soon becoming difficult to even recognize people. But it seemed women were having more fun than men. They were dancing on the music tunes, spraying colours in the air and ensuring that no women was left without colours. Men on the contrary were happy having a drink and eating chat items and discussions around politics, business, sports etc. Some of the men groups were occasionally mixing up with women’s group and there were few escapades as in – putting colour on each other’s faces etc. I saw a few men who I could not even recognize were putting colour on Richa’s face and even some applying colour on her arms. She seemed not bothered much and was reciprocating by putting colour on those unknown men’s faces. Read more »

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Making My Sis Into a Top-Class Whore – II

I positioned myself between her spread thighs and held my cock at the opening of her asshole. It was already prepared and loose from the previous ass fucking and I could enter her asshole quite easily. Her asshole was still warmer and tighter than her pussy. Her breasts were heaving up and down as she breathed. I knelt between her spread legs and right below the pussy where the dildo was in was her asshole inviting me. I propelled myself into her asshole and the vibrator was shagging her pussy.

Pretty soon we were humping each other meeting each others thrusts and got into a wonderful rhythm. I could see her hand coming down and going below her abdomen. I knew she must be attending to her clit; as my two hands were attending to her mammary and nipples.

This time my fucking was slow and tender. I was giving slow yet deep thrusts. Taking out my cock almost to the tip and then burying it deep in her asshole. And when my cock was deeply buried in her asshole, my cock could feel the presence of the vibrator which was vibrating strongly.

After a while of continued mutual movements, she started lifting her ass up. That signaled she is getting ready to come. When my cock entered fully my thighs were hitting her butts and the feeling was out of the world. Read more »

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