This was my first trip to Bombay. As it was know then in the year 1963(now its mumbai). I had never seen the sea before. All my life I had lived in Delhi. I was a 27-year-old IAS officer. I was not married. Even though I had many relationships and had been with a number of women. I never committed to anyone. I liked my freedom. I had arrived in Bombay for a...
"Where is Arvind?" the man at the door shouted. He must have been about seventy years old. He was wearing a shirt and a dhoti, which is a white cloth worn around the waist in South India and covers the lower part of the body all the way down to the toes. Saroja heard the noises outside and came rushing from the kitchen. Who was this asking for her husband s...
My name is Aniket and my wife is Priyanka. I am 32 and Priyanka is 30. I work in an IT company and Priyanka works in a call center. We both stay in Thane. We have been married for 8 years. We are a happy couple although our sex life isn't that great. Although Priyanka has never complained to me, sometimes I can't satisfy her with my small 5 inch cock. And it...
It had been a long vacation. Karan had insisted on a long holiday and she and Karan had gone away for a fortnight to Mauritius with their close friends Simran and Rajeev. The holiday in itself had been fun, though these adventures often left Sunita wondering about the contrast between what the movies showed, and how her own married life seemed to be. In the...
Hema returned to her room in a visibly altered condition. Besides the orgy which had lasted 45 minutes, she also was accosted on the way by Selvam who refused to give back her bra and panty, chilling her with ' You will not get these and if you want them, let us discuss sometime along with Ashimendu. ' Ashimendu was a local Casanova, a close friend of Venka...
Dear Readers, I am submitting a real-life incident of my life. Please do not proceed beyond this warning, if you are below 18 years of age. The story is being submitted in parts. If you have any comments, please feel free to write to me at the link below. I am an Indian housewife, aged 42 now. I wish to narrate a true incident in my life, which happened nea...
Note: This is meant to be a continuation of Shy Indian Wife Opens Up by aurelius1982. I have received permission via email from the original author to post this story as a continuation of his. Reading that series first will give you context for this. ***** "I thought I was hallucinating." Bela glumly said. "That my guilt was making me imagine you were righ...
Our Kinky Money Lender Takes My Wife! I was in deep trouble. I had taken huge loans from Jaichand, a shrewd money lender in Indore. Jaichand was an old man, but reputed to be extremely crooked and violent. I had not been able to repay him back, despite being warned a lot of times by him. Now he had sent a message that he was coming to meet me in the office...
Day 57 That morning, as she got Pinky ready for school for Amar ready for work, made breakfast, and packed lunch for the two of them, Mansi kept checking her phone every few minutes. She wasn't sure why she was doing that. Duttsahab never messaged her that early. But the two months had made her realize how much she missed his company. And how much she was l...
Author's Notes: *"Chakkar" is a multipurpose colloquial Hindi word, in the present context meaning "affair". To get the best out of this story, I suggest that you should read Ch. 01 of "My Chakkar With SC" before reading on. ***** Chapter 02 It was a Saturday afternoon; the offices had closed at mid-day and SC and I were sitting in the coffee shop of...