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My Great Plan

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-SpkHYT8YbFzWLusCQtu2eyye4kMSYsx5s-ytlLe6N3RA_m8ZNymn5FJ9adZFFPmAL8JjvsR1mogXUiQ4ciKOeBfMprUJnqjVNCMqNCJp_bcsAD4Uq5GnDlkfso6N5x2W3rjOBvQeeZM/s1600/5796007119_df688a872a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-SpkHYT8YbFzWLusCQtu2eyye4kMSYsx5s-ytlLe6N3RA_m8ZNymn5FJ9adZFFPmAL8JjvsR1mogXUiQ4ciKOeBfMprUJnqjVNCMqNCJp_bcsAD4Uq5GnDlkfso6N5x2W3rjOBvQeeZM/s320/5796007119_df688a872a.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">All human being in this world have to except one truth” we all have to surrender to our body demand specially when its all ignited from the weak point of our body. Every male and female has a special interest in particular organ of opposite sex and this theory is the baseline of my story.  As i have no intention of making you all bore, my story begins:</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I am a male from Kolkata, city of hot females. My story is about me and two women’s in my life, wife of my elder brother Rumpa and my tuition mate Rumki and believe it this is a true story. I never thought this type of incident will ever happen with me but after the incident I became more mature in dealing these adventures. The first incident was with Rumki 6 months ago from 20.07.11</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">It was the month of July and I was a preparing for my MA as my exam was near. I have to travel 4 days per weak in local train from Sealdah to Sonarpur for tuition. The journey of 45 mins was nothing more then a mental and physical torture as the crowd was so huge that sometimes we feel our bones will break down. Every single person has to fight for a place to stand with one leg.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">My adventure starts on 2nd July while returning back let me explain both, Rumki, light brown complexion, quite hairy, 5.2 heights, light brown eyes, thick lips and a 32 size breast. And I was brown, black eyes, 5.5 heights.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I was a mole in comparison with her but my other two male friends’ are quite handsome. On the very day there was a birthday party of one of my friend in sonarpur and so I and other three friends make a plan that after tuition we will attend the party and will return in 9.05 trains. We four are best friends and we share’s almost everything.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">We all four meets at sealdah at 2 pm as our tuition start from 3.30 pm and ends at 5.00. On that particular day Rumki was looking sex goddess in her white short shirt and skirt. Every single boy in the party as well as me was lost in her beauty and every one of them started to flirt with her but as i know her from very old times, i was sure flirt is the first and the last thing one can do. So i was just chatting formally with others. As it was a birthday party we all lost the point of catching the train of 9 pm and when we realize it the clock says 9.15 and we r still in the party hall.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I and Rumki was first to ran, but my other two friends has changed their minds because there was a plan of their own of drinking bear, so we both say thanks to the birthday boy and good night to others and left. We managed to take a auto rickshaw from there and within 10 mins we reached sonarpur station. When we reached the station we were stunned to see a big crowed was waiting for the train.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">We asked the matter to a fruit seller standing near us, he says an electric wire was hanging near park circus station and 2 trains have been cancelled and one is coming 35 mins late and after this train when the next one is coming no one knows so there is so much crowd. We looked at each other face and ready for the train. Rumki became scared but controls her nerves. When the train arrives and arrives with people hanging outside the door.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">But we pay thanks to god because lots of people got down and we were able of go inside. I somehow makes a space for Rumki and put myself in front of her. My cell was in my pant pocket in vibration as it was quite difficult to kept it in the hand. Then the train stated moving and Rumki looks relaxed. But both of us knows that our parents r thinking because we are late by more then an hour.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">We stand still as there was no place to move but constant rush from my back forces me to completely fall on Rumki. As we stand facing each other her breast was crushing in my chest and the feeling was great and really feel lucky. She also knows that nothing can be done at this point. we are just laughing at our situation but who knows that she has to orgasm within 15 mins from that time of 10.05. Due to rush my left comes between her legs and it was rubbing her lower part unintentionally. We are chatting about the party when someone rings me in my cell phone later confirmed as 1st bro, then mother then our friend.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">As I said it was in vibration mode only I was aware of that call but i was not able to pull it out from the pocket and says Rumki about it. She says she knows as my cell position was towards her thigh. There was call one after another as lots of people was calling me. Cell vibration was making Rumki tingling.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I slightly shifted my leg deeper between her leg and she says; now it’s perfect. After sometime she becomes silent and when I asked her she says nothing. It was 10.15 and we are just came half way in the train. Then suddenly I realize that her lower part was moving, she was trying to move away from my leg but all her effort was in vain because of the tightly packed compartment.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She settles down for a moment but again she is moving her lower part and looks at me trying to say something but at first I also didn’t understand, but some of her move gave me the idea that her vagina must be sexually activated because of my cell phone vibration. She does not know how to react at this situation of her but i was making a face as if i know anything. She only says me to move if i can but i say, it was not possible you can see she says ok within 2 mins her lower body was in movement and this time it was almost humping with my leg.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">As time passes her movement was more rapid then before, she just closed her eyes and rubbing her vagina in my leg, I know she will reach her orgasm. Her hips are constantly moving up and down and her nipples became erect and all this was only known to me as I was standing facing her. Then I intentionally slightly pull away my leg from her touching and as soon as i have done it her eyes opened and she directly looks in my eyes and still humping herself in air.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She was sweating heavily she just told me to stand as before but I say I stand here but she urge me to put my leg in between her leg and on than moment vibration stops as no one rings and when she realizes it she made me promise and told me to cover her. As soon as I cover’s her with my body she makes a move which I will never forget. She puts one hand’s of mine in front of her vagina and asks me to make her orgasm. At first I was stunned but then very slightly I made my first move.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">At first i pulled her skirt slowly then puts my finger in front gate of her vagina, and lightly rubs it. It was already wet with her precum and she jerked at the first touch of mine. Then I slowly insert my middle finger in her and moving it in and out. Within a minute she was jumping on my finger and says to move my finger fast.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I increased my pace she was moving her hip to meet my finger thrust and within half a second of increasing my pace her lower body was started twisting in a circular motion, she was thrusting her hip in my finger and within second she reaches her orgasm, her whole body was sweating and after some second her trusting subsided. After 10 mins we reached sealdah station and she thanks me but from that moment we became our sole mate. I will tell you other part of the story with wife of my bro in another part.</span></div><br />
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My Great Plan

All human being in this world have to except one truth” we all have to surrender to our body demand specially when its all ignited from the weak point of our body. Every male and female has a special …

Sex with Email Friend - By_Female_Author

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKd92xC1jGIzvJfkeeG9uFJMn9-3PwkJjpSrpuOwapV7ZyWKPN9yiCxRxGkQp3WDHiYEFJVPB80agpyJMZrJs1PBfirKAVBYqvTPJTS8KJxntTl7Of0Yk7qqdZCqfO9dafWzWH1b_-i4/s1600/Chapter12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKd92xC1jGIzvJfkeeG9uFJMn9-3PwkJjpSrpuOwapV7ZyWKPN9yiCxRxGkQp3WDHiYEFJVPB80agpyJMZrJs1PBfirKAVBYqvTPJTS8KJxntTl7Of0Yk7qqdZCqfO9dafWzWH1b_-i4/s320/Chapter12.jpg" width="231" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hi all, Well am flumoxed!!! I had an empty mailbox one day and the next it was flooded! I individually thank each and every soul who wrote to me especially one guy who was really helpful i wont say who he is but I will tell u our story. For the benefit of the guys who never read my previous story, I am 20, quite pretty muslim girl married to a workaholic. I am based in Nairobi, Kenya. I was India for a few days last month. I have 36 in firm breasts tiny waist and lush hips not fat as I work out regularly. Ever since my previous story was published a man, let me call him Ravi, would write to me daily. He even gave me his mobile number so as I was i kerala and I deceided to call this man. I called him on a Sunday. He is a civil engineer working in trivandrum. This particular day he was free and was at home. About this man, he has an appartment in Vattapara, Trivandrum. He is very tall, 5 feet 11in, lean body he has a chocolate like complexion u know, clean musky scent, brown eyes and dimples on both cheeks, (am crazy about dimples.) So this guy answered the phone on the first ring I asked "Hi. Ravi?" He said "Athe aara" in a deep serious voice. I was excited and I was trembling his voice was so sexy I felt my cunt become hot and wet. I said "Am leela I used to mail u remember?" He said " oh my god! my dream lady !! Where r u?" I said "Am at trivandrum I have come to see a friend but she is out of station till tomorrow and I thought i would call u" He said"This is a Grand surprise. Just hearing Ur voice My Kunna has become Huge." I said "Am also leaking from pooru can we do something about it?" He said "Ok,tell me exactly where u r and I will pick U up." I was at All saints college to see my friend who was doing her M.A. So I told him. He said "Can u come to Statue junction and wait for me near the statue it self?" He had seen my photo I had sent him through mail so he could recognise me. I was wearing a yellow chiffon sari with a velvet blouse, My blouse was very thick and my breast are in good shape so I didnt wear a bra underneath. I told him am wearing Yellow sari. He said he would come in red Maruthi 800 So I went to statue and waited I waited for about 25 mins and a car drew up to me and said "Hey leela." I said "Wow!!!" the guy was drop dead gorgeous!!! He said "Get in" So I scrambled in. He said "U smell so sexy" Am crazy about sandalwood perfume and I use Royal Sandalwood. I said I was wondering why u took so long. He said "Oh I had to send the maid away passed a pharmacy also but there were too many people and I stay far. His house was in a village like area. He was renting it. He went and parked in the garage and shut its gate with us in the garage. He came out and pulled me in a bear hug and said U are so sexy. He slowly started squeezing my breast meanwhile sucking my earlobe, it was the most erotic sensation I had ever had in my life I clung to him like a limpet trying to push my crotch towards his hip. Oh My What bliss!!! He pulled my sari off and there I stood in just my skirt and blouse. I have a black mole on my left breast and one just below my belly button. Ravi saw this and said "Why is it that god favoured u so much in physical beauty. That was the first time a man said I was beautifull. I promised I am going to give this man the fuck of his life today for that. Ravi started removing his clothes from there and pushed me on to the back seat of his car and pushed my skirt up. As a rule I rarely wear panties except on certain days I wasn't wearing one that day. I had shaved my pussy that day and I was smooth like the butt of a baby. He groned as he felt it and started eating it straight.Now am also a tricky lady I had bought some honey and put it inside so U can imagine he lapped up my fluids and he licked and sucked like a maniac. He pulled my fold inside and put in one finger and then another and started stroking me while licking. Before long I could feel my vaginal walls going in the most pleasurable spasms. I could just see poping white lights as I came very heavyily. He the carried me in that state into the house, there is a door into the house from the garage and took me to the bedroom and then went to take a shower. he said "U wait, I am coming Meanwhile switch on the VCD player so I did that and it was a Blue CD he came back pretty fast still wet from the shower. I went up to him and started kissing him licking up each drop of water clinging to the skin. I finally reached his kunna my! Oh my! I was flabbergasted the thing was enormous!!!! He said take it in the mouth and suck it I did that initially I felt i would gag on it but as I tried I got the knack of it. Soon I was licking and sucking with gusto. He then stopped me and said "My turn" and statred sucking me again. He removed all my remaining clothes and we went into 69 position he could suck pussy this man!! I came 5 times and he still could hold him self in. I was in seventeenth heaven and I said so. He gave a rumble of laugh and said that was appetiser main course to come. I was astounded. Then laid me gently on the bed and slowly brought his kunna to my pussy and started rubbing my clitoris with it I felt this was too much. I slowly guided him into my warmth. I could feel the wetness there it was wonderful. It was stretching me and he said "Wow U r so tight! we r a great fit" then so slowly he moved in and out, in and out, in and out, I could feel each touch, each stroke, each caress in all the reccesses of my womanhood. I was spiralling towards the most beautifull feeling I ever felt. Then he started moving faster and faster and he came inside me. There was a tsunami of semen. He got me kissed me and held me close and fell into a light sleep. that was the first time I had sex with a man properly I knew it. We did it a few more times during the night. I decided it is better I spend the night there as it would is not practical I go back to kollam that day. We had a grand sex in the early morning before he dropped me at All Saints College the next morning. I keep in touch with him till date and exchange sexy emails I am waiting to do it one more time, when I go back to Kerala. Guys hope u enjoyed this story of mine as much as I enjoyed doing it. Well stay safe till I get back with more excitement. Yours Faleela Mustaq.</span></span></div>

Sex with Email Friend - By_Female_Author

Hi all, Well am flumoxed!!! I had an empty mailbox one day and the next it was flooded! I individually thank each and every soul who wrote to me especially one guy who was really helpful i wont say wh…

After Four Years

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-FWZ_D-FptD24eHhIEAckOX7iBxXX9mERVUp0EPBYLMLSh4x-xvJXPAZpPwQqvSzmMlvEQhrUWU3SwfaE3gfNpjhVw8rHMMQ6jqXKm0nF1fvlsTd_EKODiwWutGarYjPdsoOIKaQfUY/s1600/Capture.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-FWZ_D-FptD24eHhIEAckOX7iBxXX9mERVUp0EPBYLMLSh4x-xvJXPAZpPwQqvSzmMlvEQhrUWU3SwfaE3gfNpjhVw8rHMMQ6jqXKm0nF1fvlsTd_EKODiwWutGarYjPdsoOIKaQfUY/s1600/Capture.PNG" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">My name is Rohan and I am from India. I am happily married with my wife for last ten years. We have two beautiful children. We live in a Mumbai suburb. I work for a big engineering company. My parents live in Nasik, a place not far away from Mumbai. I had a great time when I used to live in Nasik as a kid and then as a young man. Both my parents are very loving and caring also I am their only son.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">My father used to work for a small company as a clerk. He is retired now and my mom was always a housewife. She is a very good mother and I always was very close to her. My mom was married to my father when she was only nineteen and my father was then twenty nine. I was born when my mom was twenty. My parents did not go for another child due to financial constrains. But I always wished that I had a brother or a sister.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">My father was not health conscious his food habits were not good and he used to drink on a regular basis. But my mom always avoided oily food and the daily chores kept her fit. I was a happy go lucky guy. I was good in studies and also on the play ground. Much of my time was devoted towards cricket and cycling. As I grew up I often used to fantasize about making love to my mom.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She was the only woman in my life who was present all the time around me. I did have a huge crush on a girl who was my classmate. Her name was Anuradha, I could never propose to her till I left the school. But she was friendly to me and we used to talk and exchange notes sometime. I did not see her for a long time after she left the school. I passed my secondary school (SSC) and opted science for higher secondary school. I was determined to become an engineer.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Everything went on as normal till I was in my third year of engineering I was 20 and my father was 50. My father suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. He was in the hospital for a week. Fortunately because of his relatively young age he regained some control over his limbs. His right side of the body was affected. He could no longer use his right hand and walked with some difficulty.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">He would (and still) limp and drag his right foot while walking. His speech is slurred. But otherwise he is ok. I spent a year massaging his legs, hands and back to stimulate the muscles and encourage the recovery. But despite of best of my efforts and extensive physiotherapy he could not recover completely. But anyway he doesn’t have any other problems as he has given up drinking and eating oily food. He also goes for a walk everyday to keep fit.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">This story is of those turbulent days when my father was brought home from the hospital.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Back To Home</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I opened the door of the taxi to help my father move out of it. I pulled him out and supported him while walking towards the door of our house. Mom was walking next to him. I helped him get into his bed so that he could rest. That’s it dad. You rest till evening then I will give you a massage. My father did not say anything he was too shocked because of what had happened to him.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">He was about to cry. Don’t worry dad you will be alright. I put up a brave face but I was also worried. There was always a danger of another stroke. I walked out of the bedroom and signaled my mom to follow me. We went in our living room. Look ma this is a serious situation and we must do our best to help him come out of this. I know Rohan. Follow the strict diet which doctor has prescribed and try to keep him happy.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ok” She said in a low voice. The emotional trauma had drained our energy. A few weeks after my father started some physiotherapy and I continued to massage him daily. There was some improvement in his leg but not in his right hand. This continued for months. My father took a retirement as he could no longer perform his duties. He was now getting some pension which was not enough for us to survive.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">This was because he did not complete his full service period. We were surviving because of some savings which my father had. Now I was totally devoted to my parents. I had to help my father do household work, go to market for grocery, vegetables shopping etc. I also helped my mom for cooking and cleaning. My life was totally changed. I was cut off from my friends. I mostly stayed indoors after attending my college.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">My mom knew this and she felt very sorry for me. One day my mom asked me, Rohan why don’t you go and play cricket with your friends? I can’t do that ma, Why not? Your father is now ok you can go out now. But I want to stay with you ma, who knows when I am needed here” That ‘s true but the playground is not far away from our home. I can call you if we need your help Rohan.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">No ma I don’t want to get into it. Oh Rohan you are such a good boy I wish you had some brothers and sisters. Now everything is on your shoulders. Its ok ma I will take care of everything. My mom looked in my eyes proudly. As months passed my father’s bank account was almost exhausted and we were now feeling the pinch. We had to ration everything, food, water, electricity everything. I realized this rationing is not going to help us for long. I decided to do some part time job.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Luckily the owner of the company where my father worked offered me a part time job as a token of gratitude towards my father’s service. I used to work five hours everyday between 7 pm to 12 am. He gave me a job of keeping records of the goods transported from the warehouse during that period. It was very difficult for me. I was attending collage, doing home work, doing a part time job and also attending my father everyday.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Those were the most painful days in my life. I often used to come home very tired and sleep as soon as I lay in my bed. During this period I went even closer to my mother. She was so proud of me and would often kiss my forehead. She would often come in my bedroom in the morning and move her fingers through my hair to wake me up. Sometimes I would even get a kiss on my cheek in the morning.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I passed my engineering and got a job as an apprentice in a company. This company produces spare parts for automobiles. I was appointed as a trainee supervisor on the shop floor. The salary was not very good but now I was much relaxed as I need not study anymore. I was more interested in doing a job in Mumbai. But I decided to get some experience before moving to Mumbai.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Now I had more time for myself. I again started to have fantasies of making love to my mom. Sometimes I used to feel guilty but those fantasies would come again and again. My mom was really beautiful. She was strongly built with broad shoulders. Her black eyes and dense black hair were really defying her age. Her breasts were quite big and the roundness of her bottom made her look more desirable.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">As years went by my sexual frustration also increased. I was now twenty four and still virgin. My parents did not talk about my marriage because they were worried if I moved out they will be left to fend themselves. I am disciplined One Saturday my father had gone out for a walk. I was sitting in the living room watching morning news. My mom came with two cups of tea and offered me one and sat besides me sipping her own cup.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I always felt good when she sat beside me like this. On the news channel they were showing some murder case because of some sexual reasons. This guy should be hanged” said my mother.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">That’s not fair ma. He is just a suspect, not yet guilty I know I know but he must be the one” Ma but he could have also done this because of some frustration. One thing led to another and our discussion went on and on and finally it took a dramatic turn when I asked her</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma can I ask you one thing?”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Anything dear, go on”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma it is very personal”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ok no problem ask me”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma how is father?”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">What is so personal in this? You know he is good now”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Not that” I said.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Then what?” she asked</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I mean how is he in in the bed? I chew my tongue as I asked her.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She did not reply and seemed crestfallen.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma don’t misunderstand me ma.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She looked at me confused what her son wants to know. I just want to know if dad can perform after his stroke that’s all ma, and I am sorry if I have offended you.” Her tension eased as she realized what my concern was.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">It’s nothing beta (son)”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Means?” I asked</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I don’t know how to talk about it with you.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Its ok ma I am sorry.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">No Rohan why you should be sorry? You are grown up and as my son you have the right to ask.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">But I don’t know what to tell you. I always wanted to talk about this with someone.” Her vice cracked. Tell me ma may be you will feel relieved.” I said. Rohan your father can not do anything after the stroke Oh no ma. Yes Rohan few months after his stroke I tried, but could not get him going. He can not get “it” up.” So how do you I mean uh I mean” I wanted to ask her how she satisfies herself. When it becomes unbearable I do it myself.” she knew what I wanted to ask.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I was getting turned on by all this talk. It must be very hard on you ma. It has been four years now. Yeah but what can be done” she finished her tea and kept the cup on the table. Ma it has been four years for you, but for me it has been ages I was turned on by the nature of talk between us. I kept my cup on the table and moved near her and put my arms around her. I pulled her towards me and I tried to kiss her lips. She immediately got up pushing me away.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">What you are doing Rohan?” She was furious. I just she slapped on my cheek. She had never slapped me that hard ever before. Ma I just, Shut up Rohan. I always thought you are my good boy. I talked about your father’s disability and my frustration because there is nobody with whom I can talk on this issue. I am sorry ma, please forgive me.” I hung my face in shame and walked towards my bedroom.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I was devastated by the insult and shame. I did not go out of the room as I did not have courage to face my mom again. I did not even go out to have lunch. My father asked me to come out for lunch but I told him that I was not hungry he did not ask me again and left. I was praying that mom should not tell anything to my dad.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">In the evening my father went out for a walk. My mother came in my room. I was lying head down on the bed. She came and sat on the edge of the bed and moved her hand over my back. Get up Rohan. You must be hungry. I have brought some thing for you to eat I am not hungry” I said keeping my head down. I had no courage to look at her. Don’t be silly. Forget what happened and get up now,” she said affectionately.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She was moving her hand over my back and that touch was very assuring. Eventually I mustered enough courage and turned around. I was still avoiding an eye contact with her. Forget everything Rohan. Have this she offered me a cup of tea and a piece of cake. I took the cake and finished it in a flash as I was too hungry. My mom laughed. See I told you. You are hungry you can’t hide anything from me. Wait I will bring some more cake for you,” she said and went into the kitchen.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She came back with a few more pieces of cake. She was now smiling. This gave me enough encouragement to finally face her. I looked in her eyes. Ma I ssshhhhh” she kept her finger on my lips. It’s ok Rohan. Actually I am feeling sorry that I slapped you. You are now grown up”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I am sorry ma. You are so beautiful you always turn me on hearing this she blushed. Rohan don’t talk like that.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma just as you I am also frustrated. What happened today was because of this frustration. I will not let it happen again ma. May be it’s time to look for a bride for me. I wish I have a wife like you. She looked at me. I saw she looked worried. Ok have these,” she gave the cake to me.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Rohan I am sorry dear I slapped you. No ma it is your right. But please don’t tell dad, Off course I won’t let him know anything.” She assured me.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ok dear we will talk later on this. She smiled and turned around to leave the room. I could not but watch her beautiful bottom sway as she moved out. I was aching to make love to her but the taboo of incest was coming in the way. I brushed off the thoughts and moved my attention towards the cake. I was much relieved now and after eating I moved in the living room to watch TV.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">That night I had dinner with my parents and retired to my bedroom early. And it happened I was not able to sleep because of the events accrued during the day. I was also thinking of ways to seduce my beloved ma. But slowly I drifted towards sleep. I woke up when I heard the noise at my door. Somebody was trying to open it. I got up from my bed and walked towards the door and stood there a few feet away. Finally the door opened and my mom walked in!</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ugghh” she kept her palm over her mouth as she saw me standing there. She was stunned. She then moved inside and pushed the door and without turning around slid the latch to lock it from inside. My heart began to pound as I could imagine what she was up to. We both were standing where we were, confused and not sure what to do. I was confused because she slapped me for my advances, but the same woman has now herself come to me. She was confused because she did not know how to react.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Ma” I whispered ssssshhh slowly your father may wake up.” And she walked towards me. I also walked towards her. We were now very close to each other face to face. Not knowing what to do, I tentatively put my hands around her waist and again dropped them down. I was totally confused. She also placed her hands over my chest and pulled them back. We were riding in the same boat. We wanted it to happen but we were not sure how to start it.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Finally I gathered enough courage and placed my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me. I broke the ice and the result was very sweet because my mom also put her hands around my back and hugged me tightly.”Ohhh Rohan” she whispered. Ma I can’t believe this” I whispered. Rohan in the evening you said I turn you on” she whispered. Yes ma yes”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">We were both moving our hands over each others back. She was rubbing her face against my chest planting small kisses. My breathing had increased and my dick was rock hard. My mom was also breathing heavily. Her breasts were pressed hard against my body. I lifted her chin. It was dark and I was not able to see the expressions on her face. I slowly placed my lips on her lips and kissed her.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She moaned and increased her grip around my back even further. Her soft beautiful body was pressing hard against me. It was dark and only the moonlight coming through the semi transparent windows provided some visibility. She looked towards me, her beautiful big eyes were shining in the moon light. She pulled me towards her by grabbing my hair and placed her lips on my lips and kissed me once twice thrice and then slipped her tongue inside my mouth.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I had never been with a woman before and this was an attack on me which I had never expected. My mom was filled with lust and she was frantically sucking my tongue. She was moaning with pleasure and rubbing her body against mine. Her soft body and her sweet smell were driving me mad. My heart was pounding and my dick was aching. Shhhh ahhhh Rohan I want you Rohan” she whispered. Ma it’s feeling so good”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Shhh Rohan doesn’t raise your voice your dad will wake up, Ok” I said in a low voice and we moved towards my bed. My mom lay there on her back. I was on top of her on all my four. She was now in between my limbs. What if dad wakes up ma?” I asked. Don’t worry he won’t wake up so easily. I have given him an extra pill today. But keep your voice low.” She whispered. She was breathing heavily and her breasts were rising and falling with her each breath.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">I moved down and kissed her. Then I placed my face in between her breasts and started rubbing it against them. She began to moan with pleasure. She grabbed my hair and pressed my face hard against her breasts. I was now kissing her breasts frantically. I slowly moved my hands behind her back to unhook her blouse. Suddenly she pushed me away. Don’t Rohan, don’t remove it. We don’t have time. It takes time to dress up again” she whispered.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She then pulled me towards her and kissed me and pulled my shorts below my waist. I quickly got rid of those along with my underwear. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and totally bared myself. She again pulled me towards her and moved her palms over my shoulders my chest and my nipples.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Wow Rohan you are so strong” she whispered and pulled me over her. She put her arms around my back and pressed me hard against her. Shhhhhh aaaaahhhh Rohaaaaannnn” she moaned in a low voice. My dick was paining now as it had gathered blood from all parts of my body. My mom was holding me tight against her, moaning, twisting and turning in the bed. Suddenly she released her hands and bend her legs in the knee.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She then raised her bottom and pulled her sari and petticoat above her waist. My heart began to pound frantically as my mom was now asking me to enter her. The very thought of entering her was driving me crazy. She was filled with lust and was breathing heavily. I lowered myself over her. She quickly put her arms around my back and pulled me tightly over her.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Do it Rohan” she whispered and spread her legs. I wanted to remove her panty so I lay my hands over her waist trying to locate it. She was not wearing any panty. I have already removed it before coming here.” She whispered in my ear. So my mom was determined to do this. This somewhat eased my hesitation. I placed my dick in between her legs. She quickly placed it on the entrance of her pussy by holding it in one hand and parting her pussy lips by the fingers of other hand.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Come Rohan get inside your ma’s body” she whispered in my ear. I slowly pushed my dick inside her moist pussy. Ohh maaa” I moaned with pleasure sssssss aaaaahhhhhh” My mom moaned as I went in. I began to move in and out of her pussy. She would raise her waist with my every forward movement. She was moaning with pleasure and I was too excited to see my mom moaning with my dick inside her. We were both breathing heavily and our hearts were pounding as never before.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Her pussy was now wet and soapy and yet is was giving my dick a tight and cosy embrace. Our churned love juices were flowing out of her pussy wetting my balls. Rohan faster Rohan” she said in a hoarse voice. I increased my rhythm. She seemed to enjoy that. I could see the pleasure on her face.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Her eyes were closed and she was clasping the bed sheet in her hands.aaaahhhhh sssssssshhhhh aaaaahhhhhh”she moaned.Ohhh maaa it feels so good Ssssshhhh Aaaaaaahhhhhhh I was now moving frantically between her legs.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Her breasts were swaying up and down trying to get out of her blouse. My bed was cracking creating small sounds. Her glass bangles were colliding against each other creating a sound ‘cling-cling-cling’ All these things were advertising what we were doing. But fortunately the door was closed and the noise generated was also not too loud.Aaaahhhhh Rohan Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh” she spread her legs wide apart while moaning.Ma I can’t hold ma Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh. Rohaaaaan I am Coming Rohan Ssssssshhhh Aaaahhhhhh Ohhh maaaaa ssssssssshhhh Agghhhhhhhhhhh I came shooting my semen inside her. Aaaiiiighhhhhhh Ssssssshhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” she screamed in a very low voice.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">She arched her back, raised her waist forcing her pussy towards my dick. Waves after waves of ecstasy ran through our bodies. She champed her legs against my bottom pressing me deep inside her. Her pussy was pulsating and so was my dick. I was still spraying inside her pussy and her pussy was happily accepting the filling. I lay on top of her. Her eyes were closed and face clearly showed the pleasure. We were in that position for some time. After a while she opened her eyes and kissed me gently.</span></div></div>

After Four Years

My name is Rohan and I am from India. I am happily married with my wife for last ten years. We have two beautiful children. We live in a Mumbai suburb. I work for a big engineering company. My parent…

My 18th Birthday

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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hi everyone.. I’m Deepika Malhotra of Class 11. I’m here to narrate a true story about my 18th birthday. 7th November 2010 – I woke up to the sound of the alarm. I had set it too early (it was 4:00am) out of excitement for my birthday. My parents were away for two days so I decided to host an early morning party for the day. Within few hours the place was filled with boys and girls. I was hanging out with all my close friends Neha, Ananya, Rahul and Deepak. Slowly the crowd trickled out. Only 10-11 were left.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Let’s open the gifts” Rahul said. “No.” I said. “I’ll open them after the party”.”Ok. Then what will we do?” “Let’s play spin the bottle!” Neha suggested. Everyone became excited. I brought dad’s old beer bottle. We all sat in a circle. I spun the bottle. It pointed towards Rahul”Dare” he said.”Kiss the birthday girl!” the girls shouted in chorus. I had a crush on him so they said so. He came forward to kiss me. I was nervous. It would be my first kiss. I had to pee but I couldn’t get up and go because he was already near me. I couldn’t control my bladder, nor could I control the nervousness.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He locked his lips with mine. Everyone cheered. I just couldn’t hold it anymore. Urine busted out of my genitals at a insanely fast rate. My tight jeans felt wet. Neha noticed this and gave a loud gasp. “Deepu, you’re getting wet!”. She had an odd smile in her face. I just didn’t know what to say. Rahul, who stopped kissing me, looked down to my jeans. A large, wet spot greeted him. “Control Deepu!” Deepak teased. “As soon as you turned 18, you want to do it?, Suddenly, Rahul kissed me again. “Let’s have it if you want.” he said. I was shocked. It was not like I didn’t like him, but sex? All of a sudden?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Uh…”"It’s okay, I know the feeling of turning 18″ he assured me.He then proceeded to open his clothes. Everyone in the party cheered him on. Ananya was clearly getting turned on by all this and she started to rub her boyfriend Deepak’s pants. Deepak noticed all of this and said, “Aw, hell! We all want to have sex. We all are over 18. Let’s do it! Everyone else nodded. I just sat there, bewildered, with my lower body already wet. I still had to pee some more but I just couldn’t get up and go, I don’t know why. Maybe it was the thought of ten people having sex in the same room that didn’t let me go.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“All of us are virgins aren’t we” I thought out loud. Rahul said, “Yeah, I guess.” The strange feeling suddenly passed away and I felt horny. I started to undress. Few moments later, we were all standing naked. My pussy and my legs were drenched with pee. The guys were stroking their erect cocks while i was looking at them. It was the first time I had seen a cock in my life. Let’s start with the birthday girl!!” someone from the back shouted. This was a green signal for all guys. All 5 guys rushed towards me. Holding their cocks like their swords.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just gave in and slept on the cold floor. Rahul stared by inserting his cock inside my mouth. He told me to lick it and suck it. Pleasure went through whole of my body. Deepak, who was busy kissing Ananya, threw her aside and ran towards me. A few seconds later, there were 4 huge, red cocks in my mouth, Rahul was busy biting and sucking my nipples. Hey even we deserve something, Neha said. Nobody heard her. Irritated, she and Ananya dressed up and left the room, banging the door while exiting. The boys did not care.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">They were on me like animals, sucking and biting every body part. My nipples were now red in color. But still, I was scared that I may pee at the moment. My fears came true. Like a jet of water, a continuous stream of yellow liquid burst out of my pussy. I closed my eyes, fearing the boys will run away from me. But instead, all 4 cocks inside me cum, one after the other. I got half choked. I told them to take out the cocks, but they refused.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Drink it, bitch!” Varun, a classmate of mine shouted. “Drink all of it! It’s good for your health. I swallowed all the cum from the four red cocks. A sudden burst of white liquid fell all over my body. Rahul just cum all over me. Now all of them went back for a while and took a break, discussing how hot i was. They were right, I was hot, I was slutty, I was horny. I was covered in a pool of yellow pee and white sperm, a sticky mess. Now, who wants to take her virginity?” Deepak asked.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That would be me.” Rahul said. In the resting time, he had again grown his cock again. It looked like an angry untamed beast, Ready to go inside me and fill me. You have a condom?” I asked. No, baby. Birth control is your problem. Take a pill or something.” He remarked, rather casually. Ok. But will this hurt?” I asked. Let’s see” With this he knelt down, put me in position, and inserted his cock. It went a few centimeters in. He smirked “This may hurt”, he said. Then with a strong push, he inserted his cock with all his strength. My hero was right. It hurt like hell. I’ve never experienced so much pain before. I let out a huge scream.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Aaaahh! Stop it!” I screamed No baby. I won’t stop. Even if your parents come knocking on the door, I won’t stop.”He was fucking ridiculously fast. I could see some blood, but my tears had almost completely covered my vision. Slowly the pain decreased, and the pleasure increased. My “stop!” cries turned into “don’t stop!” cries, and in a couple of minutes I was moaning loudly. Okay, I’m going to cum, he said, and attempted to take his cock out. I stopped him. Cum inside me!”, I heard myself say. “Waste my body. Make me your bitch!”</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But it may be dangerous, Birth control is my problem, not yours, remember? In the next moment he cum. I forgot everything in the world. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the hot liquid inside my body. Then he took out his cock. Everyone standing there started to clap. I just lost my virginity. I looked at the clock, it was 7:00am, the sun had just risen. Normally, a person is clean and fresh at this time. I was fucked up (literally) and covered in a mixture of sticky pee, stickier sperm and even stickier blood.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The day hasn’t even started yet, how about some more?” I said. Yeah! all the boys shouted. As far as i can remember, I was fucked, beaten up(playfully, of course :]) and cum into till lunch time. Everybody went out for lunch, then they came back with some more friends and I was introduced to ass fucking. Everybody took turns till late night and by 10:00 pm, almost the whole +2 batch of our college had fucked and cum inside me!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">During dinner time, everybody left except Rahul. I had not cleaned myself the whole day, so all my holes were literally filled to the brim. Virgin blood was still stuck in my pussy. Hell, even my mouth was filled with froth and sperm. Rahul turned on his phone “Some friends of mine are still remaining. Do you want to pull an all-nighter with 5 more guys? Including me?” I grinned and nodded my head. Lying naked on the very same room since morning, I took some oil and lubricated my ass, to get ready. Best. Birthday. Ever.</span></div>

My 18th Birthday

Hi everyone.. I’m Deepika Malhotra of Class 11. I’m here to narrate a true story about my 18th birthday. 7th November 2010 – I woke up to the sound of the alarm. I had set it too early (it was 4:00am…

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Spiced-Up Marriage

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.ayushveda.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Spice-Up-Your-Marriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"><img border="0" src="http://www.ayushveda.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Spice-Up-Your-Marriage.jpg" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Born in a Jat family in Haryana, Sarda Yadav Bose, aged some 27 now; pretty in looks, wheatish in complexion, little more than medium in height by Indian woman’s standard 5’6 with a tight-fleshed curvaceous body 34B 29 35 smart, liberal and horny. She completed her pre-graduation from a Convent school at Durgapur in west Bengal, and subsequently finished her graduation from LSR College (Delhi University).</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Two years ago She love-married a same-aged Bengali boy who’d also studied at Delhi University. Her husband Shantanu Banerjee is dark-skinned, medium-height, intelligent and liberal. He’s now a marketing manager in a noted corporate sector organization. They live in Greater Kailash-I in New Delhi. Sarda runs her own small boutique (of lingerie) from a room downstairs their 2-storied house at Greater Kailash-I.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">By the way, with them lives another woman and she’s none other than Sarda’s senior (and only) sister Shakshi, a divorcee and mother of an infant child. She is Sarda’s elder by 3 years, quite pretty like Sarda, fair and little plump which rather sharpened her sex-appeal. These two sisters have been quite fond of and friendly with each other ever since their early years.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Their marriage was, in its initial months, quite warm and successful, but then gradually it turned a bit dull or monotonous as it lacked something as far as conjugal sexuality went. And Sarda was worried about it and looking for a solution to enliven or rejuvenate the warmth of their conjugality in terms of sex.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Then one Sunday morning, while Sarda and Shantanu were having their tea in the hall, their appeared one their old common friend, Anees Ahmed who’d been Shantanu’s classmate in University, and had helped ‘Shantanu-Sarda’ a lot during their premarital courtship days, by often facilitating them with a rendezvous, i.e his vacant (1 BkC) flat at Mayur Vihar. Seeing him at the door-step after a long period, both Shantanu and Sarda was overjoyed, and welcomed him in, cordially.  In no time three of them turned busy in their mutual chats.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Sarda was then in her casual outfits a front-bottomed U-necked tight top, and a Bermuda shorts which left her full legs, up to mid-thighs, open to exposition. But that did not matter there. They are chatting on different current and old topics, and then suddenly Sarda touched upon a topic on marriage; she asked their friend Anees: when are you getting married, Anee ? He blushed, smiled and then silently drew out an envelope from his pocket,</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">And opening its cover he pulled out a poster-card sized photograph, and showed them, saying: “Here is the girl’s photo. She is Chandni Islam, my wife-to-be. In snap she looked gorgeous and sexy. Sarda teased Anees: Hmm. She looks fabulous and horny in it.  Shantanu agrred with his wife, and asked Anees if he had already met her in privacy and kissed her yet. Anees turned ablush, and blurted out:</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Obviously I want to meet her, but I feel scared if she does not like my advances, kisses in particular! Hearing Anees, both Sarda and Shantanu burst into a giggle, to little embarrassment of Anees. Next moment a strange thing developed, which Sarda didn’t expect from Shantanu. But she didn’t object to it either. What happened that Shantanu came out with a strange proposition?</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">He said out: “Anees needs now a help to get over his inhibition and fear complex with woman’s body so the best thing will”, he continued, “be for him to be imparted with some training in this context. Intelligent Sarda instantly understood what Shantanu meant, and she thought it might be a better experiment on her part to add a hot spice to remove dullness in her conjugal immunity in a way.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">So, she cast a look at her husband, Shantanu, and her eyes smiled in a tacit acquiescence. Her mien or body-language encouraged Shantanu to go ahead with what was on his mind. Winking at Sarda on the blind side of Anees, Shantanu further said out (to Anees):  All right. Kiss. Anees innocently reached out to Shantanu to plant a kiss. Shantanu stooped him, and told: “Stupid! Not me, kiss Sarda”.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Taken aback by Shantanu’s words, Anees remained speechless and motionless for a few moments; He looked to be at a fix; he was agape. Sensing his confusion and inhibition, Shantanu came to his rescue, and he made him sit next to, or almost facing, Sarda on the divan, and then placed Anees’s one hand straightway on Sarda’s elated breasts. This direct intimate touch sent a sexual ripple through Sarda’s spine, that induced her too loose continence.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">And On that impulse she wrapped her arms around Anees, and sealed his mouth with hers, shoving her eager tongue inside his mouth in spontaneous passion, dead in front of her husband Shantanu. While kissing or sucking Sarda’s tongue, Anees’s hands fumbled over Sarda’s to roll it up to free her boobs in the open. So for a moment Sarda broke their kiss, and yanked the top, including the bra, off her upside.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Anees’s eyes pooped out seeing the covetable firm rounded breasts, tipped with brown areolae, of Sarda, who then brought Anees’s hands to her breasts and asked him to enjoy and love-molest her youth-overflown globes to his heart’s content. Gladdened Anees needed no more invitation. He pinned her to divan, on her back, and started kneading and cupping Sarda’s pert breasts that smiled to his every soft and hard squeeze with all its resilience and fleshy arrogance.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Anees brought his mouth to Sarda’s aloft bosom, and started lapping her total breasts, alternating one to another, running his tongue-tip from base to top, making her hiss and yell in pleasure. Sarda was turning wet, and in no time her total breasts were drenched with Anees’s saliva of lust. Moments later, Anees uplifted Sarda in his strong arms and carried her to bedroom, suggested by his friend Shantanu, the husband of Sarda Yajav.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Next moment Sarda was lying flat on her beck, in the bed. And togetherly Anees and Shantanu denuded her totally by yanking her Barmuda and under-garment off her body. At her request two of them also undid their clothes, and now all three of them were ready to enjoy a wild fun of threesome sex. Sarda was a bit taken aback, and delighted, seeing that her beloved husband Shantanu had a full erection, and so was with their Muslim friend Anees.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">And it all began Sarda invited her both men to share her eager sensitive breasts, one each. In no time two different adult mouths came over her pair of succulent breasts, and she felt strong suction on her nipples that created in her sexual ripples which ran through her spine taking her rapidly towards a shuddering climax. And she yelled aloud as orgasm overtook her; her males still continued lapping at and licking her nectarine youth, with a gusto.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Moments later they withdrew from mouthing Sarda’s body, and squatted down on her two sides, while Sarda started masturbating them over her aloft firm breasts. Sarda’s husband could not hold longer such high degree of excitement, and a squirt of semen came out from his angry penis and splashed over his supine wife’s breasts, and teemed down her flanks. Anees did not ejaculate.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Instead, he shifted and positioned himself between Sarda’s thighs, and widening them apart he brought his eager mouth to her warm and lubricating pubic valley and straightway invaded her vaginal orifice with his tongue-tip. Sarda reeled like a reed at his invasion, and squeaked in bliss. She was panting hard, and sweating. And soon she saw stars as a series of orgasms overtaking her, one after another, granting her a feel of being in the seventh heaven.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">On the other hand, Shantanu had, after his ejaculation, already withdrawn from the spree, and was not simply watching the fun, from a little distance. Sarda soon began requesting Anees to come within her to fill her womb. And in no time Anees made a thrust into her, and began with a slow space of ramming. Sarda welcomed his thrusts with an equal action and emotion in spontaneity.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Gradually, Anees accelerated his tempo in rhythm with Sarda’s blissful moans and Sarda was crimson in ecstasy. She felt the final moment approaching, and closing her eyes she awaited his deluge. A typical squelchy or coital love-sound echoed around them, with aroma of sex. And then came that awaited moment for Sarda when Anees moaned louder and collapsed upon Sarda, thrusting deeper within her, and Sarda tightened her embrace around him, enjoying a jet of warm lively sperm filling her hungry womb.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Anees spent the whole day, also uptil mid-evening, there, and took Sarda another four times, while Shantanu watched only. Thus Sarda discovered a way to verve or add an extra spice to her sexual conjugality with Shantanu. Among three of them a tacit understanding thus grew that after marriage Anees would bring his wife, Chandni, into their Group.  And Anees finally honored this mutual Understanding right from his honeymooning period. And that is a different story, to be told subsequently.</span></div></div>

Spiced-Up Marriage

Born in a Jat family in Haryana, Sarda Yadav Bose, aged some 27 now; pretty in looks, wheatish in complexion, little more than medium in height by Indian woman’s standard 5’6 with a tight-fleshed cur…

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