“Flight 555 now leaving for Albuquerque,” the loud speaker announced.
Bag and briefcase in hand, I joined the throng at the gate. The woman I’d been watching was a few passengers behind me.
She was an attractive woman but not unusually so. In fact, nothing was unusual about her except her body language. That spoke volumes. Eyes glued to the laptop in front of her, she’d squirmed in her seat. Her mouth would slowly open. Her eyes would widen and she’d blush furtively before glancing up to see if she were being watched. Then, she’d focus on the laptop again to repeat the cycle.
She could be doing only one thing – reading an erotic story. And she was aroused.
If her secret was reading erotica, mine was writing it. As I watched her in the terminal, a story bubbled in my mind. Read more »
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I wonder who started first. Which one of us was the first to try out some strange?
We met at a party that was full of sexy people wanting to fool around with other sexy people. It wasn’t a swinger’s party but it could have been with a slight push.
The host was my closest friend who was always trying to hook me up with one of his wife’s friends. His wife was very easy on the eyes, as were all their friends they had introduced to me too. This time the intro took.
When I saw Jason’s wife Mink (a nickname that I’ll explain later) was talking to a really hot looking dirty blonde. Mink was in her usual teasing attire of a low cut dress that showed most of her nice big tatas while the new chick was wearing a satiny blouse open enough to give the hint of some firm b cups. When she looked up as Jason was going to introduce us, it became obvious that she was braless as she was leaning forward a little and Jason and I got a shot down her blouse of an entire tit, complete with an erect nipple. 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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Life as an escort took its own route and gave our dear Shanti a fresh lease in life. She became smart and more alert to the vagaries of life and also became extra diligent at skipping work and making use of the best assets on her body to her advantage. She would not flinch to make them appeal to the men folks and also to the women folk.
Her Manager at the Bank — Arangayanam had steadily ensured that the idea of quitting the job was out of her head and whenever she would appear in front of him whether in the cabin or outside, the man would have saliva in his mouth gulping to go down the throat — she was sex par excellence.
She had kept him tormented and excited and very hopeful that one day she willl allow him to get under her petticoat. She would always make sure he felt that way and and usually while in his room would give him ample time to devour her beauty especially the boobs covered in the nice bra and blouse. She would always make sure that the saree would slip at the right time for the middle aged man to ogle and would deliberately not cover her self. It was all well planned. 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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DATE – DECEMBER, 18th 2009.
This was a very important day of my life. According to our application made to the registrar of marriage and their order, myself, my bf Ramesh, my parents, Ramesh’s parents, my uncle and some close family friends/relatives, visited the marriage registrar’s office in the morning. My parents and in-laws were signed as witness and we have been declared WIFE AND HUSBAND by the registrar on exchanging the marriage ring there. I was started feeling differently on becoming WIFE of my dream boy. I touched feet of my parents and in-laws on hearing my inner voice and received all the good blessings from them. My eyes were already heavy in respect of all and also due to shyness. I was wondering because I was always a bold girl and I was not expecting this change in me. My in-laws were very happy when I have touched their feet. I could notice a lot of love for me in eyes of my in-laws like my own parents. After this, we all went to nearby hotel for lunch and from where we returned to our home. I would like to clear here that I returned with my parents as it was pre decided that I will go to my in-laws house only after marriage as per Hindu system. But one thing was sure; I was feeling little change within myself. I was feeling little more mature and responsible. I was not able to keep my husband out of my mind and the same time I was thinking about my parents after my marriage. Of course, my uncle, my first lover was also occupying a part of mind and heart. It was sure that I have to live away from my uncle and parents now. I wanted to have last love with my uncle at my home. But, he was very busy in making different arrangements for my marriage according to catholic and Hindu marriage on December 20th.
DATE – DECEMBER 19TH, 2009.
I was very busy since morning with my mom for last minute shopping. We returned to home afternoon and when we finished our evening tea, I saw my uncle coming to home and seem tired. After joining us for tea, he went to his room for a rest. I saw him in deep sleep and I too went for a nip. When I woke-up at about 7.00 pm., I was feeling fresh and I also found my uncle in fresh mood. We all were together at dinner and I conveyed my message to uncle within eyes which he understood. Read more »
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It was finally Saturday. As the sky was getting dark, we were driving into the parking lot of the warehouse. There were a lot of cars parked there and Ishita commented animatedly “This is going to be great!” and Shruti added completely unaware of the real situation “It sure will!” Amisha just smiled at me.
When we entered the room, we found ourselves in a huge open space, with a large cushioned plastic mat spread on the floor in the middle of the room; one medium sized bed over the mat beside another slim hospital-type bed. But the big surprise was not the room scarce furniture. There were about fifty partially naked guys walking around the room, talking and drinking beer. I though maybe they were too many but I was going to let my sister decide about that. There was some filming equipment just beside the main entrance and some fully clothed guys were walking toward us. Shruti looked very confused and asked, “What is going on?”
“Surprise!!” we all yelled at the same time.
“This is your birthday present and all this is for you,” I explained to her, “you are going to make a movie with all these guys.” Read more »
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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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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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Arbaaz shifted his body as he sat on the big plush chair at his own 30th birthday party. Salman Khan, Arbaaz’s big brother, had thrown him a big Bollywood bash that December. Arbaaz didn’t want that. He had wanted a private cozy little party. He hated big crowds and noise. Salman had invited all kinds of people. Mostly pop singers and uptight little sluts. One person he invited was ok by Arbaaz. It was Katrina Kaif.
Oh god Katrina! Arbaaz drooled over the hottie as he saw her walking side to side with his brother. Salman had his arm around her tiny waist and was showing her off like a prized possession. She looked sexy in her little black skirt and red crop top showing off her flat tummy. Ever since the whole sex tape scandal came out about Katrina, Arbaaz had been dreaming about her. He knew she preferred men older than he was but in his own mind he hoped she would see how much he liked her.
Arbaaz turned to see the annoying Parineeti Chopra giggling as she sat next to him. “Arbaaz! You haven’t been listening to a word I’m saying!” 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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Ambika was an extremely average looking conservative woman and got pregnant in the first year of their marriage, by the third anniversary, they had a boy and a girl. Swami’s sex life wasn’t all that good with Ambika, it seemed as if she had sex only to have kids but Swami was content with his life as he was always distracted by his daily routine of work and saving money for his kids. Swami was an honest man and never strayed in his marital relationship with his wife and he felt even stealing a few glances at women as a disgusting thing to do.
Fast forward 10 years, Swami was well settled in his life, his father had bought some property in the Velachery region and Swami sold it to an IT company for 2 crore rupees, he was surprised at the rate at which the property got sold and for the first time in his life he was debt free. On Swami’s 50th birthday, his son got an opportunity to work overseas for a couple of years and left.
In the subsequent months, his daughter also got accepted into a university in Australia for her master’s degree. Swami was happy that he was able to afford things now for the sake of his children. He invested the money carefully and he decided to hold onto his bank job also. Swami was now rich, well settled and for the first time in his life he was free, no fear of paying loans, he happily took leaves from work (which he had never done before) and his home was empty, no kids and Ambika constantly went to temples to thank the gods for their good fortune. Read more »
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I darted a small peck on his cheek. Now theatre had started to fill up and I removed my arm from Tausif’s. After some time when the film started Tausif put his hand around me on my back. He in fact entered his finger inside my blouse and started playing with my brassier. But I asked admonished him. Then to keep his hand quiet, I wrapped my arm around his. I removed the chop tying my hair and loosed them. The film went fine. It was small compared to other Hindi films. When we came out of the Theatre, it was around 5. We again went to Thane.
Tausif asked me if I wanted to eat something. I said fine. So we both went in a small hotel called Alok. We both sat on the same side of the table with Tausif’s arm wrapped around my back on my arm.
Tausif: So honey, what do you want to eat?
Shilpa: I will have something very light. Probably I will eat just idli and sambar. What about you?
Tausif: I was thinking of same. Why don’t we share it?
Shilpa: Fine. If we need something extra, we can get it afterwards. Read more »
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It was late and Rajesh was rushing to catch the local train. As he jumped into the crowded train he cursed the Mumbai’s hectic life and squeezed in to make some space for himself. It was still an hour’s ride home and it was already 10.00 in the night. Rajesh was an average guy of 27 years working for the last 6 years in Mumbai as IT engineer but was still to make it big. His job with a local company can’t be termed as a dream job and he was on a constant lookout for a better opening. He attended an interview in the evening which delayed him.
Rajesh was married to a beautiful girl Sapna for the last one year. She has done MBA and working for a financial company. She was far better placed in terms of earning and job profile. Rajesh opened the door of his flat with his own key and went inside making as little noise as possible, as he knew that Sapna would be asleep by now. He tiptoed to the bedroom and found her laying face down on the bed. He looked at her voluptuous body, her perfectly shaped ass bulging out nicely. Her black panty was clearly visible through the thin material of her night gown. As he looked he felt his cock started to harden, he controlled himself not to disturb her sleep as tomorrow was a working day.
He quietly changed, warmed his food and sat in front of the old desktop, in the living room, with his dinner. Both of them have their own laptops for office use, however as his laptop was giving some trouble he turned on the old desktop which was seldom used. He started to eat while waiting for the system to boot as he had some urgent work to finish. Read more »
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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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