Monday 30 December 2013

My Young Wife And A Married Relative

I married my wife Priya 3 years ago, we are currently living in London, we both are originally from South India. I completed my studies in the UK and currently working, I went to India and married Priya, it was a proposed marriage by the parents but I was extremely lucky to have Priya as my wife, she is so beautiful and sexy. Priya was 24 at that time and had completed her studies in India, she is from a very decent family. I then brought Priya to London, she took a while to adapt to foreign life.
I was busy with my work, Priya was so boring in the day time, we then decided her to start a part time course. She also decided to learn to drive, just to pass her time during the weeks. She was new to the country and naturally very shy especially with men. I therefore arranged a far relative of mine for her driving lesson. His name is Karthik, he is an engineer and a qualified driving instructor too, he is married and he was in his mid thirties at that time but he is very handsome and charming. I never thought about any danger at that time.
Priya felt comfortable taking driving lesson from Karthik as he was a big brother to her, not only he was a relative of mine but also Priya knows his wife and children too and felt very comfortable. I was very busy with my work at that time and didn’t pay much attention on Priyas. Suddenly Karthik lost his main engineer job and decided to do driving lesson full time until he find a job in his profession. He then started giving driving lessons during week days day time instead of week end and evenings. Priya also shown keen interest and wanted to get her driving license and her own car quick. At that time she was taking at least 3 to 4 lessons a week. Karthik normally pick her at our home and drop her back at home after lesson.

Sunday 29 December 2013

The Bra Salesman

Goddamn, I hate this. Another ridiculous argument with my girlfriend last night, and here I am in the lingerie section of a department store trying to find some cutesy undergarment to make amends. Don't even ask me what the argument was about, because it's been one long continuous problem about the same crap for the past two months. I keep telling myself that this phase will pass, but it doesn't seem to be getting any better. But I do really like her, so I'll go ahead and stand here in an aisle of frilly bras and see if I can find something that will turn our relationship around.
"Excuse me, do you work here?" I hear the squeaky voice behind me ask. I roll my eyes and take a deep breath. I mean, Jesus Christ, just because I'm wearing a button-up shirt doesn't make me some fucking sales clerk.

I sigh in exasperation and start turning around, "Lady, do I LOOK like a..." but I can't think of anything else to say once I catch sight of the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life. She has blonde hair wrapped up in a short pony tail, deep green eyes peering out from behind a pair of thick glasses, thick lips, long legs, and dressed in jeans shorts and a blouse.

But honestly, I didn't notice any of this at first because my attention immediately gravitated to her enormous chest. I have never seen a pair of humongous tits shaped so perfectly. They weren't perfectly round like some overly-perky boob job jutting straight out of her torso. No, these were young, natural breasts with a slight sag in them that let you know they were completely real.

Wednesday 25 December 2013

Harmony's Milk


It had been a long time since I had heard from Harmony. She had been the last of my few college girlfriends, the last before I started dating the one who would become my wife. I had noticed Harmony in a couple of my classes junior year. Even though she was a short, little mousy thing, it was hard to miss her thanks to her huge bustline. Even though she never dressed to show off, she had some big tits and there wasn't much she could do to hide them. I say she didn't dress to show off, but there was the yellow "periodic table" tee-shirt she wore to a chem lab. That gave all the guys, me included, an excuse to gawk at those huge tits. She didn't wear that again, so I don't think she liked the attention.
Turned out she was only trying to get MY attention! I'd later find out that she had intentionally signed up for, or transferred into, as many of the classes I was in as she could. She even took a thermodynamics course that was outside of her chemistry major, just to see me! She was actually stalking me. And it worked. I had been without a girlfriend for a while and I always had a thing for big tits, so it wasn't very far into the semester that I found myself asking her out. I didn't know it then, but I could have slept with her the first time I spoke to her. Instead I asked her out to a couple of movies, like a gentleman. But she was sending out all the signals. I just couldn't believe my luck. Before long I had figured it out and we were fucking like rabbits every chance we could.

Tuesday 24 December 2013

Wife Swap On Honeymoon – Suspense Thriller

Dear Readers, Mujhe iss stories padhne me maja aata hai. Main iski fan ho gai hoon isliye main bhi ek story aapko share karne ja rahi hoon.Please send comments on aruna.shinde2404@yahoo.com
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CARRECTOR OF THE STORY
Main – Aruna Shinde (Sweet, Milky, 36-28-36 Sexy Housewife)
Husband – Prakash (Poor, Wommenzier)
Husband’s Freind – Ajay (Rich, Handsome & Decent)
Husband’s Friend Wife – Anita (Slut type women)

Ye baat un dino ki hai jab meri shaadi huyi thi. Mere husband Prakash ne hamare honeymoon jane ka plan cancel kar diya tha kyu ke marriage expenses kafi hone ki wajah se budget nahi tha. Hum middle class family se hai so ye sab hota rahta hai. Unke ek friend hai ajay. Ek din wo ghar par aaye. Unhe jab ye baat pata chali ke honeymoon postpone kar diya hai unhone ne mere husband ko pyar se danta aur kaha ke aisa mat karo yahi time hai enjoy karne ka.
Ajay – “Prakash kya kar rahe ho yaar??? Agar paiso ki problem hai to mujhse kaho main kuch help karta hun?”
Prakash – “Haan yaar itna kharcha ho gaya hai ke ab aur kharcha nahi karna chahta aur waise bhi main aur loan nahi le sakta kyu ke already kafi logo ka dena ho gaya hai”
Ajay – “Okay I got your point. Lekin main tumhe turant nahi magunga phir kabhi jab honge tab lauta dena.”
Prakash – “Nahi yaar, thanks kahne ke liye”
Main kitchen main chai banate banate unki baatein sun rahi thi. Jee kar raha tha ke bahar aakar kah doon ke le lo paise bad main hum lauta denge par maine aisa nahi kiya. Todhi der me main chai lekar bahar aayi. Us din maine blue color ki saree pahni huyi thi. (yahan par main apna introduction de deti hoon. Milky fair color, 36-28-36. mera figure sunkar aapki muh me paani jarur aa gaya honga)

Monday 23 December 2013

Dance Parties Pakistan


Hey everyone, this is Nabeel from Pakistan. I've been fond of reading and enjoying to so many stories that are uploaded here regardless of the real or fake nature. And after such a long association to this site, now I've planned to share my real life experiences with all you people. So cutting short let me introduce myself.
My name is Nabeel and I am a graphics designer by profession and working in an MNC. I'm married to my beautiful wife Afia who is running an NGO for women rights. We have been together from almost 3 years and got married just around 1 year back. We were very happy with our marriage life. Before marriage we had done loads n loads of crazy things like making out in the car parking, kissing and fondling in the public places, she used to suck me off while I drove etc. But after getting married things were going kind a smooth as we plenty of opportunities to make out at home and so the craziness was almost gone from our sex life.

My wife was from a simple family and was not involved in the night life as she had never been to parties or raves before meeting me, and once I started taking her there, she went crazy for them and would insist me always not to waste any opportunity if there is one. Even I make her drink for the very first time on such parties and afterwards she loved to dance and swing to the music and enjoyed at the peak.

Sunday 22 December 2013

Economic Necessity


This economy is so precarious and there are so few jobs in my specialty. When my wife got laid off our debt load began to spiral. It didn't help that my job depended upon a pompous ass of a boss. When it came to finance he was a real wiz. I on the other hand while good, could never match the kind of money the other guys in the firm brought in. They claimed that I went after low hanging fruit and did not take risks like the big earners did. It was mostly true.
As the economy spiraled downward the low hanging fruit really dried up. There were fewer folks with an extra $10,000 dollars to invest while the guys at the firm with the $100,000 and million dollar clients had to hustle a bit more but they were thriving. Everyone at the firm knew I was superfluous.

I knew that a call to the boss's office was inevitable and it came a week before my fifth anniversary.

My boss's face was smug. Like it always was, as he had me take a seat in his office.

"Frank your not bringing in the clients or the money that you used to. That is not good."

"The economy is squeezing out the small investors." I replied.

Aliona My Whore Wife

I sat next to him in the bar knowing exactly who he was. His name was George. He was not a good looking guy, large nose, rough complexion, stocky build but clearly quite rich. And, it was also clear that he had been around. This international business scene put a mark on some men. He was worldly, cynical and a bit worn down.
I struck up a conversation with him discussing why he was here at a bar in Ukraine. As expected, he spoke perfect English. He told me he did business here from time to time. He was a consultant who helped new companies start up and make connections to the west.

He asked what I was doing here. I didn't lie. I told him that I was passing through, having a few business meetings and then onto Moscow. I asked if he had ever been to Moscow. And he replied that he had often.

"Women are great there," I said forcing the conversation in a direction I wanted it to go. "Gorgeous."

I knew this. You see, I met my new wife Aliona there a few years ago. She is a beautiful brunette with a long thin back, nice legs and the world's best ass. She is loyal, loving and genuinely wonderful. When we met she was in her mid-thirties and had been single all her life.

Saturday 21 December 2013

A Marriage Made in Heaven

"Are you serious?" Rachel gasped at her husband Neil. "That's your all time sexual fantasy?"
"Yeah," he replied, putting on a brave face while deep inside himself he felt squeamish for finally admitting to his wife of two years his one true wish.

"Wow!" Rachel gasped further. "I don't know what to say. I mean ... sure it's hot and I have fantasises involving strangers, but to actually do it while you watch ... I don't know what else to say."

"Well, maybe we could join a website and see where it takes us." Neil suggested nervously.

Rachel had met Neil through work. He was her team leader and when she first met him they both sensed a spark. It was a silent one but it was there deep in the affectionate gaze they shared. Despite their obvious attraction Rachel made no attempt to fuel the fire in fear of the inevitable office rumours that would follow. Fearing being labelled the office slut trying to sleep her way to the top Rachel avoided being alone with Neil as much as possible. Neil had other ideas however and took every opportunity to flirt discreetly with the busty brunette without making her feel he was sexually harassing her.

Friday 20 December 2013

Wife Enjoying Ladies Tailor

Hello Friends. I am Rahul, age 29 from Ahmadabad, first time writing the story based on real experience. Kindly excuse me for my English. Without taking much time let me narrate the real incidence happen in my life just few days back. I have been married since 6 year. My wife Neha(age 28) is a beautiful cum sexy woman. Usko dekhke kisi ka bhi man ho jaye aisi uski figure hain. She is having 38-30-38, and fair in colour and 5″5 tall. Her nature is kind of conservative and emotional too (at least she pretends).
Few day back she told me that she wants to go to Ladies Tailor for preparing blouse, which she wants to wear for some family function. As i was free on that day, I accompany her. We went to one tailor, which was recommended by our neighbour, as we are new in that area. We entered in shop and saw two tailor, one was working on machine, and other one who seems to be boss, welcomed us. I took sit on sofa, and neha started discussion with him.
After formal discussion, tailor asked her for measurement, and called her to one corner (may be that could be the only place where he used to take measurement). I was busy with my mobile, and he started taking measurement. Meanwhile let me brief ladies tailor. He was young, 5″8 tall man with fair complexion. He was having quite athletic body structure. Suddenly I thought to look at them, and I saw him, measuring neha’s boobs, and i realise that her thumb was pressing her boobs (might be normal while taking measurement). That scene strikes my mind. I was too possessive about neha, and she was also for me. But I don;t know why, That scene gave me jealous cum anger cum arouse feeling. So I acted like I am normal, and started observing them.

Saturday 14 December 2013

Our New Life, Him, Me and My Wife


Let's start off with, we have been married for 10 years and together for 14, both of us are chubby, I have always been chubby, but she has gotten bigger over the years. She was mid-sized maybe 170 pounds when we met, and now because of some health problems and 2 kids, is now 240. Because of the weight gain, and my not being very big, basically a little longer than a toilet paper roll and thicker than it. (Yes I took the Toilet paper roll test for thickness; I cannot fit inside of it hard.) That is me hard, limp it looks like well a baby's dick, and I'm the perfect example of a Grower.
Sex for us when she was skinnier was amazing, my dick size was never much of an issue, and we fucked like rabbits, up till our first child and she gained all the weight. Once she gained the weight my dick size started to cause problems, with me being a bigger guy, and her no a bigger girl, sex was pretty much doggy style or on her side, either way my dick just could not get deep anymore and hit the spots, I used to hit. Our sex life declined dramatically at this point, she was not enjoying it, and did not want it anymore because of it. She would only have sex every so often with me, just to make me happy.

So I started to joke with her that maybe we need a stunt cock, a bigger cock, something like 7.5-9 inches, to satisfy her sexually. Now I was not looking to be a cuckold, truth be told I'm pretty alpha myself, but I was resigned to the fact I could not please her anymore. We tried everything, a dick extender to make me thicker, a cock ring with vibrator, nothing really worked, and I kept joking about a stunt cock. She finally after sex, said to me what if I like this bigger dick so much, that I never want yours again? I told her that I would be ok with that, because sex is sex,

Sunday 1 December 2013

The Landlady

I was at auntie’s house playing with her kid. Auntie was our landlady and she lived in a house just beside the pg. There was a small gate on the wall dividing the pg and her house. I had used that place to enter her compound. I was very fond of her two year old son and he liked me too. So whenever I get the chance, I used to go into her house and play with her son. She never seemed to mind and in fact used to ask me to come whenever I was free. She used to offer food or other beverages whenever I was there.
I was on the floor playing with the kid. I was wearing a light blue round necked t shirt and blue denim jeans. My hair was neatly double tied in a pony tail behind me. I was barefooted as I had left my slippers outside. I was wearing my usual gold jewelery, a pair of small ear rings, a thin belly chain and a pair of anklets. Auntie was sitting on the couch beside us, kitting something. The kid was rolling on the floor and I too was copying him. He was laughing at this. We played along nicely.
After a while I noticed that auntie was staring at me. I sensed something was wrong. I followed her gaze and found out the reason. While I was rolling along, my t shirt had rose up a little and my jeans being a low waist one, had my belly exposed to her. My tummy was completely exposed and the waist chain hanging loosely around my navel was also clearly visible. Auntie’s eyes were transfixed on my mid riff.
She was nicely enjoying the view of my exposed navel when the kid climbed on top of me, sitting on my stomach. And he did just more then sit. He just peed on me. Immediately auntie got up and lifted him off me. My t shirt and jeans were wet with his urine. “Do one thing baby. Use the main bathroom and get cleaned up. Put your clothes there. I will wash it up for you”.

Wednesday 27 November 2013

A Mother's Milking Fetish


I am a 42 year old single mother of one. My son left for college 2 years ago which left me with a lot more time. I have tried to fill my time with activities and doing things with friends, but lately it hasn't been enough. I knew it was time to get a guy. It had been more than 9 years since I have had sex with man and I wasn't quite sure how to go about it. I know I still look fairly good because I am somewhat of a fitness nut. My issue is with what used to be my favorite part of my body, my breasts. I used to have very perky 34 Double Ds. Now they are kind of saggy and not very attractive to me. This gave me extra insecurities that made it even more difficult to find a man. This is what sparked my transformation. I did some research to see what could do to enhance them with out augmentation. That's when I found out that I can make them fill with milk again.
I started a regiment that day that consisted of manually manipulating my breasts and nipples 5 times per day until my pump arrived. Once my pump arrived a week later I already started to see the changes and even got a drip of yellowish cream out the night before. I started to alternate between the two methods of tricking my body into making milk. As soon as my milk really started to come in I began getting extremely horny every time I pumped. This quickly turned into a ritual of me pumping and finger my warm, swollen wet pussy. It was like clock work. It would be time to pump and my nipples would start leaking, and my pussy would start to feel warm. As soon as the milk was draining out of my body I would become insanely wet. I couldn't stop myself from sliding my fingers inside me and coming 3 to 4 times during each "feeding". It was so amazing that it drove me to do more. I started going wild ordering dildos and vibrators of all kinds. I can't imagine what the mail man thought.

Tuesday 26 November 2013

Ramesh fucking senior engineer Kavitha

Part 1:

hello humandigest readers.This is really a cool site and I am a reader for almost six years. Finally I thought I'll share my experience here.I'm not a great writer so please bare with me if there is some mistakes.
I'm ramesh aged 20.I work in an MNC as software engineer. I got placed from campus and life was good.this incident happened to me six months ago. We had a new joining in our team. her name is kavitha. although she's new to my team she was five years experienced and joined as some Senior engineer. as I am a fresher I am just programmer. well now let me tell about her.
she is maybe in her late twenties or early thirties. 5ft 6in.medium sized boobs,with buttery complexion. I mean literally buttery. she's married and mother of a eight months old baby boy. everyone in my floor will take a second look at her. for my luck her seat was next to mine as the guy who used to sit there left the company.
I used to see her now and then but never had intention to fuck.days passed. Although she is experienced she is new to our project and had numerous doubts.As I'm the youngest and as I sit next to her she always asks doubts to me. I was more than happy to clarify so that I can spend more time with her. one day she was wearing saree and she was looking so hot.
I complimented her for that. she smiled. after few hours. she called from lab telling she is having some problem and told me to come. the lab is a very big one and It is flooded with wires and instruments and as the temperature is too low, people don't work there for long unless necessary. So most of the time lab will be haunted.I went to lab and asked her what is the problem.

Thursday 21 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 17

Anyway I think Hemant Jiju continued licking his Bhabhi’s ass hole for a while, as by now I could not see them. While lying on bed on my back I could see that Gunjan Didi was still fucking her mouth with her brother’s rod and I grabbed Bhanu Bhaiya in my arms and thighs while getting stuffed down in my fuckhole.
Finally I was getting fucked and enjoying best men of our swinger’s group. Bhanu Bhaiya was very aroused and from the beginning he started fucking me rapidly, his bottom was rising and falling steadily and his hard and thick penis was stretching my fuckhole painfully wide again and again.
I could see that I will not be able to last for long as pressure was already built inside me and Bhanu Bhaiya could easily see that from my shrill cries. Parting my fleshy thighs painfully wide Bhanu Bhaiya was almost sitting and fucking me with his full strength going deeper and deeper with every thrust and every time he went inside my fuckhole I cried in pain and every time he withdrew I shivered in desire to get plunged again.
Finally he also seemed me very excited and he uttered loud addressing his younger brother “Hemant…. Aaja….Chaitu ko CHODNA hai to….ye jhaddne waali hai” he was right, I was about to blast and I did not wanted to stop him, “nahi…main pahle Bhabhi ki maarunga” Hemant Jiju replied from somewhere, hearing him Bhanu Bhaiya started fucking me even harder.
Folding me into half and putting his full weight over my body Bhanu Bhaiya was pumping my fuckhole like a machine in full blast and now I could not bear the pain of starching my thighs but his speed was getting higher and higher, my gasps and moans were rising and I was screaming loud in pleasure and pain.

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 16

From there gesture I could make out that males had decided what they have to do with us, if they will win as Hemant Jiju asked Manish to get the dining chairs close to this area and he did that immediately with Jeetu Bhaiya and placed them opposite to mattress in an arc.
Hemant Jiju himself bought pieces of cords which we put in salwars to tie it around our waist and next we all were said to remove our Bras which we were wearing underneath and we all did that and now all females were just in nighty and Panty. Hemant Jiju gave all males 4-5 pieces of cords and told them to tie up their wives on chairs tightly.
I could not believe whatever was happening there in the room, but it was really very arousing and we all females were more or less in same state; that is hungry to get fucked like bitches. Manish took me to one chair and tied my hands at the back and my legs with the legs of chair and like him, all three men did this to their wives.
All females, Gunjan Didi, Shilpi Bhabhi and Kiran Bhabhi and me were tied to chairs and next was, that we had to suck all men except our husband one by one and to say that what Hemant Jiju spoke was “ab tum sab hamara LUND Chusoge, aise hi”, none of us had any problem in this as like me all of them were feeling this nothing as punishment.
Anyway then Hemant Jiju asked Bhanu Bhaiya to choose his female as he was the ultimate winner of the game and he chose me by saying my nick name, “Chaitu” next was Hemant Jiju himself who was second last to loose, and he choose his elder brother’s wife Kiran Bhabhi by saying, “main Bhabhi se

Sunday 17 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 15

This is in continuation of my experience written earlier about partner swapping published on…Filed under Group Sex. Before going ahead, I must mention couples on the venue one more time. 1. Chaitali & Manish (me and my husband) 2. Gunjan & Hemant (My cousin sister and Jiju) 3. Bhanu & Kiran ( Hemant Jiju’s elder brother and Bhabhi) 4. Jeetu & Shilpi (Gunjan Didi’s cousin brother and his wife).
Here I am starting from the point I left, finally the evening came which I can say that it was most weird day of my life as far as sex was concerned, though last two nights were not less weird, as in last two nights I was plunged by three different men, moreover last night I was with two men together at one instant,
that is Hemant Jiju and Jeetu Bhaiya who fucked me one by one and later in the same night I was with Bhanu Bhaiya again and he too seduced me twice in the same night after licking my ass hole. Anyway all in all in last two nights I was fucked up to the limit which any female can tolerate especially by Hemant Jiju and his brother Bhanu Bhaiya and now something else was waiting for me or you can say for all of us.
By the time we all (Females) reached home after shopping, furniture of whole living room was kept aside and mattress of all three beds were bought there to make a big bed. From the setup I could see that whatever will happen that night, it will be in front of everyone’s eyes.
Finally after some sort of dinner, when all females were back in living room after wearing their night wears Hemant Jiju broke the suspense and announced that we are were suppose to play cards, name of the game was “SWICHT” and it was a sheer co-incident that name of the game they chosen matched with what we were doing,

Saturday 16 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 14

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 13 

When we reached to the living room everybody was there except the two who were just fucking, Bhanu Bhaiya and Shilpi Bhabhi. Kiran Bhabhi was making coffee for everyone and Gunjan Didi was preparing something to eat in the kitchen only, I also entered in the kitchen. Just like me both the other females were wearing just panty on our lower half and our fleshy thighs were exposed significantly.
As I said earlier I was wearing t-shirt of Hemant Jiju and a panty, Gunjan Didi was wearing Bhanu Bhaiya’s t-shirt and Panty no bra it could be sensed easily and same as Gunjan Didi Kiran Bhabhi was also wearing Bhanu Bhaiya’s shirt which was having buttons in front and a Panty she was also not wearing bra.
I could see that both Kiran Bhabhi and Gunjan Didi were talking when I entered and as Gunjan Didi saw me she smiled at me and asked “kya dekha?” I too smiled on her gesture while replying “kuch nahi”. “Manish ka zabardasti hote hue nahi dekha kya?” she asked again, I laughed on that and replied “haan”, “ye hum sabke saath karte hain” Gunjan Didi spoke again,
and then in continuation “aur tera kaisa raha…hmmmm….. tera bhi to zabardasti hi hua hai” Kiran Bhabhi giggled on that, I blushed in bit of embarrassment, “koi baat nahi, hota hai, shuru shuru mein hamare saath bhi hua tha” “kyun Bhabhi….. yaad hai na?” “Haan,…. moreover mujhe apne se jayada Shilpi ka yaad hai” Kiran Bhabhi replied.
Before I would have thought about asking them exactly what they did to Shilpi Bhabhi Gunjan Didi spoke herself “Hemant aur Bhanu Bhaiya ne Shilpi ko rula diya tha,……. It was her first threesome aur dono ussko climax pe leja kar paani nahi chhodne de rahe the”. That was exactly Jiju was trying to do with me, he was not letting me cum easily.

Friday 15 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 13

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 12 

Finally Jiju released my hands and I got up to use the toilet and came back, after me Jiju and Jeetu Bhaiya also used the toilet and by the time they came back I was back in new set of bra and panty, the one I was wearing half an hour back was laying in living room along with other clothes as I was bought here with not even a single thread on my body by Hemant Jiju and Jeetu Bhaiya.
Anyway as Jiju saw me wearing Bra and Panty he somewhat ordered from there “Chaitu uttar issko, tu jab tak kamre mein rahegi Nangi rahegi” and before I would have said anything in response he was there to take them off, I tried to resist by saying, “jab karna ho uttar lena” “nahi, jab karna hoga tab karenge, par tu kapde nahi pahnegi” he replied, “please Jiju mere saath aisa kyun kar rahe ho?”
I requested again, “hum bas enjoy kar rahe hain, aur waise bhi thodi der mein sab kuch dobara shuru hone wala hai what is the use” by that time my bra was unhooked and Jiju took it off, and spoke to Jeetu Bhaiya, “Jeetu uttar isski kachhi” once again it was Jeetu Bhaiya who exposed my heavy ass mounds by pulling my panty down to my feet.
I was bought into bed again, Hemant Jiju took me in his arm, resting my head on his left shoulder and Jeetu Bhaiya was laying on the other bed on my left. Jiju caressed my forehead and looked into my eyes while asking did I liked or not, “mazza aaya ya nahi?” I looked down without uttering a word, “achha nahi lagga kya?” he asked again, I looked up and remained silent as I was confused what to say,

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 12

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 13 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 11 

This is in continuation of my experience written earlier about partner swapping published on…Filed under Group Sex. Tell you frankly that I could not imagine that how come I have wrote this much long, I am sure many of the readers were bored now from this but for me it is something which I don’t want to stop,
even writing after thousands of words I am still willing to write, moreover now I am writing all this for myself because through this I am living those lustful moments again and it is keeping my moral high for our next swingers meeting which is fixed on the date after one month.
Anyway if I will start from the point I stopped then I will say that after having evening snacks including pizza and couple of mild Vodka drinks we all were prepared for action again, but ultimately who will sleep or you can say who will seduce who’s wife was yet not decided as everyone had his or her own opinion (can be read in previous post).
Finally all this ended when Hemant Jiju intruded, he convinced Jeetu Bhaiya to share me with him initially by saying that he will not touch me till he will be done with me and his words in Hindi were, “Jeetu tune Chaitu ke saath jitna karna hai kar lena pahle, jab tak tu nahi kahega main issko haath bhi nahi laggaoonga”,
then he made Jeetu Bhaiya understand that if we will go through all partner swapping combination then we can try something new and interesting on the third night. As Jeetu Bhaiya said yes to it strange sensation passed through my body and I shivered in lust, I realized that now it’s confirmed that tonight I will be sharing bed with two.

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali part 11

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 10 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 12 

Through out the tea Bhanu Bhaiya mostly remained silent and spoke very less and just smiled on whatever Gunjan Didi spoke or asked. She told me that because of me she is getting gold earrings from Bhanu Bhaiya, assuming that I don’t know that. I just smiled and blushed hearing her words as Bhanu Bhaiya was looking at me when she was saying,
“You know, just because ki main tujhe is group mein lekar aayi hoon, Bhanu Bhaiya mujhe gold earrings gift kar rahe hain” then again she spoke in continuation “tune Bhanu Bhaiya ka dil jeet liya hai” and then spoke again “I don’t know what, but you have something, Hemant bhi tera Deewana hai, and I am sure Jeetu bhi hoga hi that is why he was fighting with him to win” “tell me what you liked in her”
Gunjan Didi asked Bhanu Bhaiya this time and the spoke again and made dramatic statement, “Bhaiya iss mein aisa kya hai, jo mujh mein nahi hai” and laughed a bit, Bhanu Bhaiya smiled and just said “I don’t know, per kuch to hai” Soon our tea ended and we lied lazily there for 10-15 minutes and Gunjan Didi spoke lot of things casually about last nights sex and future sex which was going to happen in next couple of days,
then she started discussing that who is going to fuck who’s wife tonight, starting this topic with my that day’s partner “Aaj raat ko Jeetu tere saath rahega, aur Manish Kiran Bhabhi ke saath,……. Bhanu Bhaiya Shilpi ke saath…. Then what would I do,….. main Hemant ke saath karungi kya” we realized that there is a technical problem in matching couples.
Gunjan Didi seemed bit worried on this, I found Bhanu Bhaiya also thinking, finally he spoke after calculating, “see I have only one option, Shilpi because I have done that with both of you” then spoke again, “Kiran also has only one option Manish because she is done with Hemant and Jeetu” pointing me from his eyes Bhanu Bhaiya spoke again,

Tuesday 12 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 10

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 9 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 11 

Bhanu Bhaiya entered into bedroom and rested me on bed and started taking off his clothes and came on bed in a fraction wearing just his jockey and took off his shirt from my body from my neck without undoing its buttons and immediately took me under his body and started kissing me passionately. I was lying naked under Kiran Bhabhi’s husband and he was trying to eat me.
I grabbed his scalp and responded to his kiss properly. While kissing and exploring my mouth with his tongue Bhanu Bhaiya was playing with my naked body, he was fondling my breast and squeezing my hard nipples between his thumb and finger. Slowly his hand moved to my bottom and he inserted two of his fingers in my sodden cunt and stopped kissing me to hear my moan.
I moaned in pleasure and my cry got shriller as he fisted my fuckhole rapidly with his fingers till the root of it. Bhanu Bhaiya was moving his fingers inside my fuckhole, touching and exploring every corner of it and suddenly he touched me roughly somewhere with his thick fingers where I was not touched ever and suddenly I found myself reaching to my climax.
Sensing my shivering Bhanu Bhaiya stopped that, just to prevent me to explode but I hardly got a second to revive from that pleasure, as immediately he buried his face between my thighs and started sucking my cunt as if there is no tomorrow. Bhanu Bhaiya folded my legs and raised them up after widening them to get complete access of my fuckhole.
He started digging and milking my fuckhole like an animal giving me no room to get comfortable. I was screaming and crying in intense pleasure as Bhanu Bhaiya was pleasuring me with his mouth in different ways, apart from sucking my cunt like vacuum cleaner he was rubbing my clitoris in between with his tongue and couple of time took my cunt lips in his lips and pulled it out,
many times he inserted his tongue in my fuckhole and tongue fucked me to make me moan in shuddering pleasure.

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 9

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 8 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 10 

Bhanu Bhaiya got up and he was yet not over, I could see it as he was still hard and his penis was soaked with there mixed juices. Bhaiya moved on his knees to Gunjan Didi’s face and told her to suck him in puffing voice by saying, “Hmmmmm…. Chus issko thoda sa” Gunjan Didi opened her mouth and once again Bhanu Bhaiya started fucking Gunjan Didi’s mouth.
Didi did not hesitated for even a fraction while taking Bhanu Bhaiya’s penis in her mouth which was totally soaked with there mixed sticky juices. Gunjan Didi was holding Bhanu Bhaiya’s heavy hips in her hands and moving him in and out of her mouth in rhythm. Slowly Bhanu Bhaiya moved ahead and sat around Gunjan Didi’s face and started fucking her mouth properly.
I was getting unobstructed view of everything happening with my sister, and I could sense that once again lust was rising in my body. I was squeezing my cunt between my thighs again and again to pleasure myself. Bhanu Bhaiya’s huge penis was appearing and disappearing in Gunjan Didi’s mouth again and again and she was sucking it nicely giving full affection to her husband’s elder brother.
After hardly a minute Bhaiya groaned and slid slowly out of her mouth, got up and made Gunjan Didi turn around on her front. Bhanu Bhaiya further went down from bed and asked Gunjan Didi about Condom “Condom kahan hai” Gunjan Didi replied without moving much just by pointing her finger to her handbag and said “mere Handbag mein”.

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 8

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 7 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 9 

Finally husband of my that night came in, Bhanu bhaiya entered and Gunjan Didi welcomed him with smile and spoke, “Aaiye Bhaiya, here is your trophy”, He looked at me and I got even more nervous, “Chaitu confused hai?” he asked me, I remained silent, my throat was choked with my own saliva, I simply looked down in shyness.
He came closer to me and tried to make me look at him by lifting my face from my cheek and I looked up, he was smiling. Opening his arms Bhanu Bhaiya took me in his arms and hugged me, I just stood as it is without giving any reply from my body; I was really scared and confused that what he is going to do now.
Bhanu Bhaiya’s grip around my body got bit tighter and my face was resting on his chest sideways. He loosened the grip a bit after hardly a minute and looked down to me and kissed me on my cheek and spoke, “Chaitu tum bahut payari ho” and further came down to access my lips and kissed me on that.
Bhanu Bhaiya adjusted me straight and holding my face in his palms he started kissing me properly, initially I did not responded to his kiss and kept my lips closed along with my eyes but next moment I felt that he has taken off pallu of my saree from my shoulder and one of his hand was moving on my neck and upper portion of my breast and I shivered in strange sensation
and moaned and next moment Bhaiya’s tongue was inside my mouth and he was exploring my mouth with passion as if he wants to eat me. Bhanu Bhaiya’s hands were on my breasts and he was playing with them tenderly, squeezing them with soft hands while kissing me and I started enjoying and finally responded to his kiss and realized that I was also holding his body.
He stopped for a while and looked into my eyes and spoke, “Chaitu sab kuch bhool ja, just have fun, ye din dobara nahi aayenge” and kissed me again for a while and spoke again this time to Gunjan Didi “Gunjan take off her sari”. Gunjan Didi moved and came and stood behind me and started unwrapping my sari,

Monday 11 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 7

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 6  

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 8  

I really don’t know when I went into sleep and for how long I slept, by the time I got up time was 5, I got up in hurry and started getting ready. Once again my heart was beating very high but my hands did not stopped and I continued getting ready for the big event of my life, I was going through strange sensation and it was a mixed feeling of fear and lust and I could not decide what to think and what not to think.
I could imagine that next couple of nights are going to be most weird sexual nights of my life as in next couple of nights I was going to have sex with three different men. Finally I got down after nearly half an hour or so. By that time everybody was ready including the remaining couple which was yet to come at that time. Jeetu Bhaiya and Shilpi Bhabhi were also there.
Now if I will explain Jeetu Bhaiya then I will say that he is not as tall as Hemant Jiju or Bhanu Bhaiya but any day taller and thinner than my husband and his wife Shilpi Bhabhi was most beautiful and maintained female among all of us. She is also taller than me, bit dusky skinned with sharp features, her body was well maintained and I could make out that she was not having even a single ounce of extra flesh on her body.
Though she is not at all thin rather she was having right amount of flesh on her thighs and arms, with a flat belly and reasonably big firm succulent breasts which seems bit heavy on her body. Gunjan Didi was wearing what she was suppose to wear, heavy suit of metallic color of Chuddidar pattern with tight pajami as a lower with high heel sandals with a beautiful dupptta,
Kiran Bhabhi was wearing nice red and cream sari, and matching blouse, Shilpi Bhabhi was also in sari of net of somewhat copper color with matching jewelry and at the end I was in golden color heavy sari of hand woven fabric with dark green color blouse.

Sunday 10 November 2013

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 6

Couple swapping sexperience of chaitali part 1 to 5 

Couple swapping sexperience of Chaitali Part 7

Well friends this is in continuation of my experience written earlier about partner swapping published on March 17, 2012 Filed under Group Sex, First of all thanks to all readers who posted comments giving there valuable time and praised my efforts. Undoubtedly last series of stories got very long and got divided into smaller parts than expected.
Being an immature writer and narrator I really cannot make out what to write and what to leave because I feel that every single detail of this incident is arousing especially the conversing words which I have written word to word and for the same reason I don’t know in how many parts my this experience will get published.
Because this incident involves many people or can say characters (total four couples including me and my husband), I am little worried that readers may get confused, so in the beginning only I am writing down the couples, 1. Chaitali & Manish (me and my husband) 2. Gunjan & Hemant (My cousin sister and Jiju) 3. Bhanu & Kiran ( Hemant Jiju’s elder brother and Bhabhi) 4. Jeetu & Shilpi (Gunjan Didi’s cousin brother and his wife).
Anyway just to revise with me it all started when my cousin sister Gunjan Didi somewhat insisted me to try swapping partners for couple of days to get a change from monotonous sex life and finally I spent two nights with my Jiju and on the other hand in those two nights when I was on my Jiju’s bed, my cousin Gunjan Didi was with my husband on his bed.
Finally after two days we came back to our town and slowly life returned to normal but by now my mind was set on fire along with my body. After spending two nights with Hemant Jiju some sort of fire was lit in my body and it was urging more and more sex and as expected my husband Manish was also in this state.

Friday 8 November 2013

Carpe Dieam

Part 1:
At the time the following events unfolded in my life I had just turned 30. Susan, my wife, was 28. She was a naturally beautiful brunette. 5'8" tall and had an extremely athletic body. She had recently begun to compete in Olympic distance triathlons. The training for this kept her body in peak physical shape. Luckily for me she retained her breasts, 34C, even though most triathlon participants loose them. She had beautiful brown eyes and I remember when I first met her a friend of mine compared her looks to the actress Christine Taylor. I agree whole-heartedly, they could have been sisters separated at birth.
I have to admit looking back at the events now I was more open to this type of thing that I was willing to admit. I defiantly had my reservations but the mere thought of such financial gain tied to intense sexual pleasure was too appealing. It was our apple in the Garden of Eden.

To most our Garden of Eden would not have been an "Eden" at all but we were content. Our quaint house on a cul-de-sac in a quite neighborhood was our perfect home. Susan and I had been married for 5 years. We met on a semester break halfway through college and became fast friends. Our relationship started off as most do in college, no strings attached, but over the remaining years of college and through other miserably failed and wasted relationships we always came back to each other. Every time we reunited the confessions of our past lovers was always such a shock to me I didn't know how to deal with it. My "defense mechanism," if you can call it that, was to get turned on. The first time I experienced this emotion was over the phone.

Thursday 7 November 2013

Weekend Break

It was the first time we had been to one of the holiday camps adult weekends, it promised to be a lot of fun but neither of us really knew what we were letting ourselves in for.

We are in our early forties and were feeling adventurous so we saw the advert and thought why not give it a try after all it was a reputable holiday camp so it would all be above board.

When we arrived we were met and invited to the main bar for an introductory drink, there were about 100 or so other people there mainly our age but many several years older. As we entered the bar the friendly smiles greeted us but I noticed several of the men already openly eyeing my wife who was dressed casually in a knee length skirt and blouse.

One couple seemed to make a bee line for us through the crowd, I had caught their eye earlier looking in our direction as they circled us before moving in to introduce themselves.

"Hello" the woman said, she was around 60 dressed conservatively, smart if not a little plump but her friendly face put us both at ease immediately.

"I hope you don't mind but we thought you looked a little lost in the crowd so we, that is my hubby and I thought we would come over to say hello."

Tuesday 5 November 2013

Unforgettable first time sex of Juhi

Part 1
Nearly from last one month I am regularly reading whatever stuff is getting published here and today I have started writing down my first sexual experience. At present I am happily married and well settled in a joint family but the fact is that it was not my husband who actually deflowered me, I have a past which is certainly not at all clean and clear, and here I want to share that hidden truth of my life.
I was fucked for money well before my marriage and I was introduced into the world of sex by our neighbor and my mom’s so called friend Sheela Didi. Sheela Didi was living alone beside us from very long time, since she was divorced by her husband.
The house in which she was living was her inherited property and belonged to her father, as she was the only child of her parents, after getting divorce she was living here while working in some construction company in accounts department.
For introduction I will say though it happened to me few years before my marriage but still I remember each and every moment of that time span very clearly, may be because in a way it was hardest time of my life. Although it was rough phase of my life even then there is something which is attracting me to recall that time again and again and after getting in touch of this blog
desire of remembering my that time has rose very high and that is why by writing all this I want to relive those moments. But before detailing my first sexual encounter I would like to mention that names, places and everything which can reveal my identity is changed, second I accept in the very beginning of my write up that I am very weak in this language especially grammar

Monday 4 November 2013

Last Summers

Have been reading stories here for ages now and loved them. Here would like to share my real story, with a bit of modification and name change. Hope you all read and like it. It’s a one off incidence that will for ever be itched in my memory. Would love to hear your comments. 9i wont bother you guys abt who and what i am)
Well me and my friends all married and with young ones had planned to go out for a small vacations to a hill station say nainital. Everyone was very excited and gay as it was a much need vacation after a long time for all of us. all together we were 4 couples. so we took two taxis to from lal kuan to reach nainital.
It so happened one my wife was in another car and i was in another with a couple and wife and couple of moths old daughter of my friend who was in another car.
We reached to r hotel b4 the other car and checked in but most of the luggage was in another car.
When they did not reached hotel even after few mins we checked to find out about there where abouts and came to know that they were stranded in between as there was a landslide and can only reach here after at least 4-5 hrs..
Neeru (my friends wife) and me checked in adjacent room and the other cpl took another room.
I had known Neeru b4 marriage as we were class mates and friends as well…
She went to her room and to mine and the rooms were joined thru a door in between. after a while i heard the baby crying loudly and knocked to check if all was well.

Sunday 3 November 2013

A Woman's Wishes

Sex is a mind game. Regardless of appearances, the romantic settings or the sexy lingerie, ninety percent of sex is in the brain. It's the messages your lover gives you, the willingness to please and be pleased, meeting mutual needs and being loved and wanted. Men tend to be visual, enjoying their lovers expressions, their movements, the way they respond. While women tend to be sensual, closing their eyes to concentrate on a feeling, focusing on a deep, indescribable sensation. And so it was with us.
My wife and I were making love, well, actually, we were fucking like rabbits, we knew we loved each other and sometimes... we just fucked. I was deep inside of her and she pulled me deeper, rocking her hips until the tip of my cock rubbed against her cervix. Earlier, I'd watched her prepare for the evening and she'd applied a handful of K-Y to her pussy, pressing it deep and smiling at me with a lascivious grin, then lying back and opening her legs, not wanting foreplay. I grinned, knowing this would be sooo good. I rubbed the length of my cock against her hard clit and her swollen lips surrounded me.

"I stopped taking my pill last month..." she looked up at me coyly as she humped against me. "Wanna' fuck my used, cum filled pussy?" She lay back, demure, arms over her head.

Saturday 2 November 2013

Why


I love my husband I really do even now after everything. He is my soul-mate and I guess that I'm just unable to stop loving him.
I met my husband when I was seventeen and we were a couple until we married when I'd just turned twenty three. Mark went to college but I didn't and in fact I still lived with my parents until the wedding.

Mark took my virginity and was the only man I'd ever had sex with which I thought was rather sweet. However like all young couples we did like to play around so over the years up until we married we did various things such as playing with each other under the table in a restaurant or bar, me slipping off my knickers and dancing bare in a club and even some outdoor sex.

Now they sound wild when written down but they weren't really that wild and the most outrageous thing I did was a bit of flashing (knickers, nothing else). However even before we were married Mark used to whisper nasty things about me and I would get hot.

Sometimes I'd have a climax with just the gentlest of touches plus his detailed descriptions of some naughty activities. Over time they became about me and other me; different situations and different activities but always me with another man. Eventually it was simply constant. I love Mark and I asked him why he wanted to talk about the woman whom he loved having sex with strangers but he always replied it was hot.

Friday 1 November 2013

A Taste of the Erotic


I still remember that first time; looking towards my husband furtively to see if he was watching but so as not to alert the man who was pushing his fingers into my knickers. I was so mixed up it was really hard to focus. I was in a club with a man, a black man, whom I'd been kissing for the past hour, pressing his fingers against my sex while my husband stood only a few paces away watching.
This was it! The evening we'd been planning for months, no years really, when our fantasies were fulfilled. All the talk about another man, all the whispered desires to make it real and the slowly growing idea that it actually might.

Then there were the websites we'd looked at and giggled over; the dumb, fake videos that we'd seen of so called wives with false breasts making over exaggerated groans shot in rooms lit like a Hollywood studio.

But then of course there were the others, women who were like me; real wives so to speak, recorded by husbands or lovers as they actually did it with someone outside their marriage. They were the ones that really got us thinking that real people actually did these things.

Of course the most bizarre element of all of this is the fact that in almost all cases it's the woman who gets the pleasure from another man while their husband watches and tonight it would be no different.

Wednesday 30 October 2013

What I Never Thought Of

It is the first and most exciting experiencing an unplanned wife swapping with me.
It was the diwali vacation in kolkata and as usual I with my wife Ishika invited my school life friend Rajiv at our house to stay for the two days to enjoy diwali and patakhas.Rajiv is also married with Sangita a very beautiful and sexy lady with satisfying figure.Ishika is also sex-attractive with her weltoned tight but bursty figure.
In the afternoon Rajiv and Sangita came to our house.We enjoyed a lot.We had dinner.At that time also atleast I was not having any plan to have swapping.
After completing dinner we all went to terrace to chat and to see fire works.
After a short while Ishi told that she is so tired by preparing food and all,so she is going to bed.
Rest three of us contenued.And after some time Sangita also said excuse.
Rajiv decided to remain to stay on the terrace and I went out at our local club to celebrate.
There I spent two three hrs and returned having call from Sangita.
When I retuned found atmosphere is not just,Sangita wants to leave at night 2am.When I stopped her she started crying saying the most shocking news that Ishi and Rajiv was having sex in our bedroom.When they went to wash themselves she caught them.
Then they described the whole thing that.........................
Two bedrooms were in the same floor.When Rajiv returned for bed by mistake he entered our room.As ishi was sleeping lights were off.He directly went to bed.Ishi was covered with a bedcover and was oposite faced he could nor recognise Ishi.When under bedcover thinking Sangita he embressed he found Ishi is fully naked and not concious due to asleep.

Tuesday 29 October 2013

Nancy Aunt

This incident occurred before I have met my Smitha mommy. I am a breast loving man. I always craved for breast milk and I loved feeding moms. I had the opportunity to suck my aunts and my neighbour and I loved to be their son.
I had an encounter with one of my distant relative. Her name is Nancy. She lives nearby my house and was in good touch with my family. Her husband is working in Sharjah and they have 3 boys- first ones being twins.
Nancy aunty is fair complexioned. She is about 155cm and is having a nice figure, not so lean and not so plump. She had perfect breasts and I really adore them. I can see her from my own house and I always watched her while she was sweeping the premises and washing clothes. I craved for the glimpse of her breasts through her nighty. Those glimpses really turned me on. Those views dragged me closer to her chest.
Occasionally, I will be called to her house for some help or as a company during night. One day, the parish arranged a 3 day retreat for the children and the children had to stay in the church at night. So I was called to her home and I readily accepted it.
I walked to her house at nightfall. She was there in her dark green nighty. I noticed that it projected her assets nicely as it was tight. I sat on the sofa and she came out from the kitchen with tea. When she came infront of me and bent down to place the cup on the table, her nighty neck got lowered and I got a feast for my eyes. Wow... what a lovely breasts...I forcibly took my eyes off and took the cup. She talked with me and time passed.
My mind was aching. Should I ask her? I was a little tensed...What if she takes it negative? I couldn’t afford losing her. If it goes wrong, my mother will come to know about everything. God...help me...

Monday 28 October 2013

For Your Swapping Convenience

Pete and Karen sat side by side in the sand playing their made of game of "would you". The rules were simple; whoever walked by was rated by "yes I would" or "not on a bet". Not that either of them had ever followed up but it did make for some interesting foreplay talk.
Their sons were having a great time at the water's edge with the two other boys they had just met. Karen elbowed Pete; "Now here comes a definite for you" as both of them admired the dark haired woman walking to the water. She had on a one piece suit that displayed her more than ample cleavage. Karen knew her husband had always been a tit man and that her A cups still gave him pleasure but his eyes always went to the biggest tits around. Her dark hair was long and naturally wavy falling nicely over her shoulders. Her hips may have had a few extra pounds, but she had that built for comfort look.

As it turned out the dark haired beauty was the mother of the other two boys. Just then a short stocky guy trotted up next to her, clearly her husband.

It was Pete's turn to tease "bet you'd really have to spread wide for him and from the look in your eyes you would!"

"Yeah sure, you'd turn me over to the devil to get to those tits." laughed Karen.

Sunday 27 October 2013

Sir Rufus Enjoys Two Hot Servants


Eleonore's parents had a warm cottage and a happy family. The atmosphere in the cottage was intimate, loving and feminine.
The father played the flute and was always looking for wood to make new flutes. This was his downfall. After climbing into a box tree to get a fine branch, he fell and broke his spine.

It was a disaster for the family. The youngest was 8 years and the eldest was 18. Charity alone kept the family alive during the first hungry winter after the accident. Their mother had to work in the village. Knowing her to be tidy, clean, and honest she was given work as a milk maid and soon became expert.

The oldest child, Eleonore, was a sweet girl. She had a husky voice and, like her mum, worked as a milk maid in the village. As her own bust grew, the boys had long noticed her. But she protected her virginity.

The lad to whom Eleonore eventually gave her heart was Cuthbert. He had flaxen hair, strong limbs and a fresh smell. But the decisive factor was that her mother employed him for heavy work about the croft. Cuthbert became part of the family and Eleonore came to accept him as such. In their moments alone together he begged to see her breasts. She saw no reason to refuse and, as they kissed, enjoyed the feeling of his strong hands on her soft flesh. But she would go no further.

Saturday 26 October 2013

My First Sin


My husband and I went for a holiday to Himachal Pradesh with another couple, Rahul and Smita. In stead of spending our time at Simla, Kulu, etc, which were very crowded, we decided to visit the interiors of Himachal Pradesh. We hired a vehicle at Manali and set out to visit interesting locations. A local gentleman had given us the route maps and we worked out a travel plan for 3 days. First two days we explored the hills and enjoyed immensely. On the third day we were in a forest area, which was very lovely. At night, we stayed at a forest bungalow. The next day was scheduled for rest.
Next morning we took it easy and the driver was allowed to take rest. The caretaker of the bungalow told us about a temple adjacent to a hot spring. He said the spring is very popular among the foreign tourists. My husband and Smita were too exhausted after three days of long tours. They did not want to go because the spring was at a long distance and we had to walk. Rahul and I decided to go.

After walking half an hour we realised that we had to walk at least another half an hour more up the hill. There was a clean street side teashop and we went in. As we were about to order tea, we found that a group of foreign tourists were drinking beer. We were told that beer was available in the shop and we were delighted. We had two bottles each and I felt a bit tipsy. Rahul wanted to have more and ordered another bottle. From his bottle Rahul poured in my glass and finally we equally shared the bottle. Rahul lighted a cigarette and I shared it with him. Although I had given up smoking long time back, I love smoking while drinking. Since I wanted another cigarette, Rahul thought another beer would be right and we finally ended up finishing three bottles each.

Friday 25 October 2013

Salma Was Much More

Some months back I was in Delhi and I went to a beauty clinic. I wanted a facial. The girl took me to a separate cubicle and asked me to take off my blouse and the sari. After I took off my blouse, she unhooked my bra and made me lie down with a towel covering my top. After doing my face, the girl was doing my throat and the area below. She also did my neck and back (making me sit up). In the process, my bra was removed.
Her hands went to the sides and were touching my armpit hair. As she felt my bushy armpits she offered to wax my armpit and whole body, but I refused. Then I realised her hands were going down and moving over my breasts & cleavage and at times touching my nipples. Though in other clinics they do touch the breasts it's restricted to the upper part and they never touch the nipples. This was not expected but I was feeling good and to signal the girl to continue I made light humming sound. She got the signal and continued at the breast with increased pressure with her fingers playing on the nipples. I really felt the pleasure and enjoyed it in silence.

I got into the mood and wanted to find out what more was possible. As she finished and cleaning me up with a wet towel, I asked her if body massage was done in the clinic. She said yes but by some other lady. As I asked for a body massage, she went out and another lady wearing a kaftan came in. She was in her fifties, was very tall and had a nice figure. She looked very nice in her salt & pepper hair. The lady made me stand up and the towel fell off. She said never mind and kept the towel away. She very casually untied my petticoat strings and took it off and I had no panty inside. I was thunder struck; I could never imagine that a customer could be made to undress like this in an Indian beauty clinic.

Thursday 24 October 2013

Freedom From Clothes Party

Monday (20th March) was an experience of a lifetime. We were invited to a great party for holi. My husband told me in advance that it would be a nude party. But he did not have an idea what it would be like. We flew down to Delhi the day before just to attend the party. The host was a rich man but not very well known. I only once attended such a party in Calcutta, which ended in an orgy. But that was at the end, more or less result of drunkenness. It was not a very enjoyable one for me because I don’t enjoy open multiple sex. I was a little apprehensive of this nude party and was not sure what to expect. Understanding my uneasiness, my husband called up the host on Sunday to find out more. The hostess talked to me on phone and assured me that everything would be in good taste. She asked us to come over half an hour earlier so that I could be put to ease. She told me to put on something very casual, as dress was rather unimportant!
Next morning, the host’s car picked us up and we were there nearly forty-five minutes early. Both host and the hostess greeted us with open arms, in a literal sense of the term. The host, a tall handsome bald man in his mid-fifties, hugged me really tight and kissed my cheeks, forehead, ears and finally my lips, lightly of course. I instantly liked the man.

The lady was almost the same age as her husband and very graceful. She was very tall, about 5’10’’, fairly trim and had beautiful straight knee-length salt and pepper hair. She was wearing just a colourful very short kurta (just covering her hips), which fitted a little tightly and her legs were bare. The curves of her breasts and hips showed so prominently that I felt she had no undergarments inside.

Wednesday 23 October 2013

Special Big Black Delivery


My husband Neil is at work and I am home alone, I have just stepped out of the shower and I'm feeling horny. I lie on the bed and start to tease myself with my finger, mmm my pussy juices are flowing and I am already so moist. I lean across the bed and reach for the drawer that holds all my big black dildos. I reach in and take several out and stand them at the side of the bed, then my hand grasps the biggest big black dildo I own, yes this will do nicely!! My husband Neil loves to watch me play and cum hard on a big black dildo. He has bought me several and my collection is continually growing. The latest is a 12 inch long 7 inch thick huge dildo, and Neil has taken great pleasure in watching my pussy stretch over it, he encourages me to take it deeper wanting to see me take it till just the balls are left slapping against my thighs. It is so thick and my pussy stings when it stretches over it but I am feeling really dirty today so I will play with it at home alone. Shame Neil is working as he would love to see me try to take this cock again. I set up the laptop to video myself playing and press record. Neil can watch me later when he gets home, shame for him to miss out, and I know how horny this will make him!
I just start to tease the entrance to my pussy with the big black dildo when the doorbell goes. Damn I will have to answer that as Neil is expecting a parcel delivery today. I quickly slip on a black silk robe and hurry downstairs, leaving the dildo on the bed ready for my return. As I open the front door I see the delivery man is a big black guy with huge muscles bulging through his tight fitting t shirt. His muscles are popping at the weight of the parcel. I step aside and ask 'Do you mind bringing that parcel into the house please, it is obviously too heavy for me to lift!'

Tuesday 22 October 2013

Story of an Indian Village Woman

My hubby was a great fucker in the early years after marriage. He knew all the tricks of making me happy. I suspected he was very experienced in fucking women, though he never admitted. He fucked me in all the positions and before each fuck he used his fingers & tongue so well on my breasts, nipples, bellybutton, thighs, even in the asshole and most of the time I climaxed before the first fuck. (O jiv ar angul diye amar mai, maier bonta, nabhi, uru, emonki ponder phuto te porjyonto emon khela khelto, je ami prothom chodar agei jol khosiye pheltam.) And then he fucked me with such gusto, I can't tell you. (Ar or choday emon josh chhilo, je ki bolbo.). He fucked me in all positions, from top, from behind in doggie style and even in standing position. (Amake, bibhinno bhabe chudto, opor theke, pechhon theke, emonki danriye.)
Sometimes, he asked me to fuck him from top. Placing my cunt on his rod I moved my hips up & down and he pushed back his rod in return stroke. (Ami amar gud or danday bosiye pacha opor nich kortam ar o ulte amar gude banda chapto.) He taught me to contract & expand the passage of my cunt alternately on his cock and that gave him & me an extra kick. (O amake banda bhetore rekhe gud dhile ar tight korte sikhiyechhilo. Ar tate o ar ami dujonei onek beshi moja petam.) He sometimes fucked me in my ass too. (O amake majhe majhe pondeo chudto) He also taught me how to suck a cock properly. Sucking his cock later became an obsession for me. Often I made him discharge his full load inside my mouth. (O amake sikhiyechhilo ki kore bhalobhabe banda chuste hoy. Pore banda choshata amar kachhe neshar moto hoye giyechhilo. Prayi ami oke chushtam je o bandar rosh chhere amar mukher bhetorta bhore ditto.)