She did not show up the next day and Sundar worried about it. First, Mekalai his 19 year old maid had caught him masturbating. Worse, she seemed to have noticed that he was fantasizing about her. This had broken a past pattern of their interaction having no sexual overtones even though they engaged in banter and playfulness. After all, at 72 he was old eno...
The two friends lay there on the bed, watching each other. Alamelu was drained and satiated and supremely happy. She beamed at her friend, Shobha, who lay a little away. That gap between them came about when Alamelu rolled away and Srikant mounted her with a newfound aggression. Till then Alamelu was on top of him; and he was seated in Shobha's lap, as if on...
It was one of those late nights when Karan was into his drinks and his music. He had been drinking long and hard and they had just sat there and listened to music and to each other. The disc ended and Sunita got up to change the disc when he called her to him. "Hug me!" he said. She moved close to his large armchair and leaned over him. As she did that the...
Deepa's understanding turned to disgust bordering on revulsion. She had initially accepted, even felt grateful about the manner in which her dearest friend Sunita had moved in on her father. Her father Shom (whom Sunita referred to as "Uncle Shom") had recently been widowed and Sunita had come to spend some time with the family which was so close to her. Su...
Both women were wet between the legs almost instantly as Saroja initiated the discussion. And yet, the words that came out of Suguna's mouth were hypocritical in the extreme. "You want me to do what?" exclaimed Saroja's former maid Suguna. Saroja had come looking for her maid Suguna many months after she had moved away and changed her residence just to av...
Sunita watched in fascination. No doubt, Shom Uncle had his back to her and he was fully clothed. But there was no mistaking what he was doing. The elderly recently widowed, father of her dear friend Deepa, and was busy stroking himself fast and hard. His hand was holding the railing and his head was thrown back. His hand was moving in long strokes and short...
Skirts were a bad idea. But to be honest she never intended to go on a camel ride. The hotelier kept telling her every day that beyond that first dune were unending rolling dunes like they showed in the movies. After a day's sightseeing and shopping of forts, museums and the palaces of the Maharajas she finally decided it was a good idea to be in place wher...
"But you must tell me!" she demanded. The last time they had chatted, she had asked about breast-fucking. When Shyam described it to her, she wanted to know what it did for the woman. Shyam had said he would let know when they met. He had said he would show her. But there was no date or plan to their meeting. Shyam now had serious doubts about the innocen...
"I made a mess of myself dreaming of you," he said. It was a lie. He had not been dreaming. He had been thinking. He visualized untying the knot of the top of her caftan and slipping his hands under to take hold of her nice, large breasts. "How does that happen?" she asked curiously. Shyam found that hard to believe. His old school friend, now closing in...
Nagaraj lay there, desperate. What else could he do? He had taken a bold plunge of asking for help. And then the woman had shamelessly taken her own pleasure and was now snoring gently, back to him. Those curves were beautiful. He looked down at his own ramrod stiff shaft. He was messed up with juices from her incessant cumming and his own releases. He look...