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My Sleeping Wife

An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Lalith, came over to talk, and watch the daynight cricket match in TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week-end, we were in no hurry to end the night. After a long time I had time to watch my favourite sport and had time for it too . My wife, Saritha, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually

shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.

After Saritha went to bed, Lalith and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought over, since Saritha wasn’t into much of that scene. We usually take such chances when she is away to her parents home or temple. But this time we went ahead and decided to watch porno flick once the match got boring as India loose many wickets.

After the first couple of cum shots, Lalith exclaimed, “Man, it sure would be nice to have a real piece of ass! It’s been much too long since I’ve had any!” Read more »

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The Crazy Erotic Weekend

The last Saturday of this June was the most amazing and wicked weekend getaway I have ever experienced in my life. I was in a dilemma for most of the time should I write about this or not. But then I thought what the heck.

A group getaway was long due for all of us. When I say us what I mean is a group of five couples namely: Anjila Siddique and Nimish Jain, Vaishali Kapur (Me) and Shoeib Alam, Pratibha Saxena and Sumit Bharadwaj, Pritha Ghoshal and Hemant Shah, Sneha Tandon and Vikram Shetty.

We had hired two cars and made an overnight drive to reach our destination. The name of the place is not important. Anyway, all through Saturday we fooled around together, went for sight seeing, teased each other, played some outdoor games, clicked some breathtaking photographs and just before returning to the hotel all the couples gave each other space as we went our separate ways to spend time with our hooked ones.

At night we were back for dinner in the small but stylish restaurant of the hotel. Most importantly the food was nice and they were able to arrange for the drinks we had asked them to before hand. Read more »

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Yamini Cheats on her Fiancee

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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Sex in the Car

I was waiting for my boyfriend at my home because we had planned for a long drive before I go to Italy for a business trip and he was to go Delhi for a job interview. There was time of one week in our hands to proceed on our jobs but we had to prepare a lot for our job and we both were not sure whether we would get another chance of meeting, so we made an immediate program of meeting (Readers knows it very well that not only for meeting but much more than a meeting)

It was rainy season and shower clouds were traveling all over the sky with start and stop of rain. I saw time on my wrist watch. It was 3.30 pm. He was to come at around 4.30 pm, still about one hour’s time, but I was feeling restless. I was ready to proceed with my favorite dress of jeans and top on my sexy body. I looked myself in a full size mirror. The god have gifted me a beautiful shaped body with sharp up and down at required places which make a female body beautiful and very sexy. I would like to mention that I am not only owner of a beautiful sexy body with dream figures of 34 – 26 – 36, but my beautiful oval shaped face with dark black hairs and blue eyes made me more beautiful.

I have noticed that people, either male or female, used to watch me for a long time whenever I go out. I know that my hips move in a very sexy way when I walk and my well-shaped boobs (generally in tight cloths) make every man mad. I like to wear good dresses all the time which suits on me and makes me more beautiful and sexier. I smile under my lips when males watch me with a lot of sex in their eyes and females watch me with a jealous feeling in her eyes. I always thank god for giving me such an extra ordinary beauty and I always take a lot of care of my beauty and figure by doing regular yoga and exercise. Many peoples in my family, relatives and friend circle feels that I can become an actress but I am not interested. I should not mention more about my beauty and come to the point. Read more »

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Sex with the Jungle Tribal

It was a surprise for her. We hadn’t been on a holiday for some time and when I asked my wife to pack up for a week, she was curious. Normally she does all the planning and I am called in only to make the payments…so this was a real departure from the norm for us…even though we had been married for 10 years. She pestered me to tell her where it was but all I said was that soon she would find out.

In fact I had booked an old colonial bungalow in the midst of deep jungles in central India. A local tribal was running a small NGO to raise funds for the education of their children by running this bungalow as a niche tourist place. They organized jungle safaris, photography sessions, angling, trekking and other (safe) adventure tourism related activities. I had arranged for safaris and angling sessions.

Anyway, three hours into the drive towards our destination, I had no choice but tell her where we were heading or she would have pulled my hair out. She was very happy to hear that we were going far away from the madding crowds. We arrived at a small town where our guide was supposed to pick us up. He was already waiting for us at the only post office in the town together with two other men. All three hopped in the back of my car as we sped away to the deeper jungles. Read more »

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My Suhaag Raat Chudai

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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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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Namrata Shared at the Office Orgy

At 10:15 Namrata Wadia, a bookkeeper for Singhania & Associates, got up from her desk and took off her skirt. After considering things, she took off her nylons and panties too. That felt better. Smoothing down her sweater, she sat back at her desk and went back to the spreadsheet she’d been working on.

“What are you doing?” Chandrima, her co-worker hissed, looking at her in shock. “You’re naked!”

Namrata looked at her, a confused look on her face. “What do you mean ‘what am I doing?’ I’m getting comfortable. You should try it.”

“But you… your skirt…” Chandrima’s voice trailed off as the tall, lithesome hottie ignored her.

A few minutes later, though, Chandrima took off her slacks and panties. She wasn’t sure why, it just felt… right. Read more »

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Watching My Wife with her Stepfather

My wife was excited when her mother and stepfather invited her and I to spend two nights in Mumbai with them. They had just opened up a new semi-legal betting company. Sakshi just turned 25 in November and although I’m 28 I’ve never been to a betting den. I was glad that they extended the invitation to me as well. Sakshi and I have been going out together for over two years and plan on living together when she finishes her MBA. I’ve always gotten along well with Bob (her stepfather) and Minakshi Ji (her mom). I especially liked Minakshi Ji because like Sakshi she was beautiful and playful and had a great sense of humor. Dinesh ji was cool too and he had some money (not rich, but comfortable) and Sakshi and her mom were afforded luxuries they never knew before their relationship started 3 years ago. Dinesh ji and Minakshi Ji were married this past summer in a simple ceremony, it’s both of theirs second marriages.

Anyway, Sakshi and I were excited to be going but we would all be sharing a room. It was a large room with two queen-sized beds but nonetheless the idea of a good fuck before bedtime seemed out of the question. Sakshi had just returned from school that previous Friday and we had great sex for hours. We usually couldn’t keep our hands off each other but now that I graduated and she was still in school the separation time just made us hornier for each other. I loved Sakshi because although she had little experience before we met (one lover) and neither did I (two lovers) we explored many new things together. Some we liked, some we tried and chalked off do experience and never tried again. Read more »

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Sexual Reunion with Mummy

The night of my mother’s chudai has passed. The next morning was a Sunday morning and i had already awaken from the heat of the sun rays on my back. I had my eyes still shut when i heard the door open. Mom came in and woke me up with a pleasant tone and a lovely smile. She told me it was 10 am and my breakfast was ready. leaning down to my face she planted a kiss on my forehead and asked me to get up and and freshen up. I couldn’t remember when i saw her that happy before. But the trick had worked and mom now appeared liberated. When she went back out of the door, i gave a quick scan of her curvaceous body in nighty and noticed a familiar spot around her butt. This was the same kinda stain i get on my shorts when i cum thru night falls. I wondered how much of cum Kailash dropped into her that it leaked all night. I checked my phone which was on silent mode since evening the other day. There were multiple messages and missed calls from Kailash. I called him back and assured him that everything was under control. He was relieved to hear that and asked me to meet him at our usual hangout in an hour. Mom was humming some songs washing dishes in the kitchen. I took her permission and went out to meet Kailash.

Kailash hugged me in his usual way as soon as i arrived. He was so excited and had so much to tell me about his experience. He told me that my mom was the finest woman he ever fucked. He said he always dreamed about having sex with a fine woman like her. He told me that mom’s cunt was as tight as a newly wed girl and that it felt so soft and warm inside. He explained me how her insides twitched along with her hips when she reached her orgasm and how she forced her hip upwards to get his dick deeper inside her cunt when she was approaching it. all that made my dick hard again. I enjoyed how Kailash told me his version of the story which i included in the story itself when i was narrating it. Read more »

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How I Became Jamal Chacha’s Slut

My name is Nafisa and I am an 18 year old Pakistani Muslim girl with a slim petite figure with small but growing breasts, if you looked at me you would probably say I am the typical Pakistani shy type however the truth is I never had the typical life most young girls had while growing up. My mother died when I was only five years old from a prescription drug complication, I only have very vague memories of her. That left only my father to raise me from a young age. I can only imagine how hard that must have been for him for starters he is just your average blue collar guy working at a local factory. As I grew older he had know clue about any of the typical womanly stuff so I had to learn many things from my friends. We have a steady maid age about 50 year at one point around the time I was going through puberty and she helped me and was supportive.

For a very brief time she was almost like the mother I never had however she did not stay long. So you can see that I never had the fairy tale life that so many of my friends seem to have had. There wasn’t much of a home life, when my father came home from work he usually just planted himself in front of the TV and watched cricket , football, hockey and any other sport that was of interest. Quite often his best friend Jamal uncle would stay over the night and they would drink alcohol , watch sports, and pass out on the couch and then go back to work together the next day.

That often left me having to make dinner and cleaning up around the house myself. We lived in small one story house, it was nothing special but at least I had my own room, even if the rest of the place was a dump my room was at least the way I liked it. I think my father started to give up on life to a certain extent he used to help clean stuff up and cook meals but now he didn’t care as much any more. Only cared about watching sports on TV and drinking with his best friend Jamal uncle. Quite often I would get home from school and have to start cleaning up the mess my father and Jamal uncle made the night before. Many times I would end up forgetting to change out of my school uniform and would end up cleaning their mess well into the evening because I was disgusted by it, I think I caught Jamal uncle staring at me a few times. Read more »

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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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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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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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