"Let's go shopping!" said Deepa. The dull gloom of her mothers recent passing away was slowly lifting from the Ganguly household and Deepa had a lot to thank Sunita for that. Her dear friend had come over and spent a few days and that had helped everyone overcome their grief. Especially for father, thought Deepa. She had no way of knowing that just the pre...
Nisha looked out of the window. She could see the bridegrooms procession approaching the house. The long array of cars decorated with garlands of jasmin flowers rode slowly along the private road to the house. In one of the best decorated cars sat the bride and bridegroom. In Kerala weddings are celebrations of wealth and grandeur. Richer the bride's father...
This is a purely imaginary story, set in a Bengali household in India. ________________________________ My mom Shobha Banerjee, aged forty-five years, has been divorced by my father some seven years back. Mom is around five feet and three inches tall with a very fair complexion. She has a very sexy looking face with thick, lush, pouting lips and a perfec...
"This is my gift to you," announced my wife, a mad twinkle in her eyes. I batted my eyes doubtfully at the first floor bedroom. She had virtually dragged me away from the fete that my family had arranged for my thirty-third birthday, the drunken revelers: friends, family and the occasional uninvited straggler all lying around, or carousing in varying drifti...
It was now one month since Hassan first fucked Payal. She has no regrets about it as she knew it was bound to happen someday, she can't avoid it for long. Payal could not face mama that day, Mama was also strangely quiet. Just before Prakash was due to come home she called her and talked to her. She spoke to her like her mom and explained that she should n...
First, all the characters in this story are above 18. Second, it is the third story in this series as well as where the first one was mild and the second one was medium, this will be the hot one, at least from my perspective and I hope you will also think the same, thank you and enjoy the story. ---------------- Before going to the actual day, let me tell...
EARLIER: Part I - Foreplay: On my first visit outside Europe during my college years, during a 3-month exchange programme, I was introduced to the exotic allure of a rustic Indian woman. My part-time maid, Meena, a village woman working in Bombay, acquainted me with the erotic secrets of her body and a subtle journey into the salacious depths of her soul, th...
Preface While the title of the story might remind you of the Hindi movie Woh Saat Din, this story's inspiration actually comes from another Hindi movie Road. It certainly is not a rip-off of that movie with liberal dosage of sexual episodes. The movie had a few hints on cuckolding and I wished the Director had spent a little more time on that aspect. Unfort...
Cecilia was my secretary in a Bangalore-based company. She is a Malayali Christian married to a Tamil guy who works in Dubai. Cecilia had two children then. She used to wear tasteful dresses - matching saree and blouse, and the like. She wouldn't expose any skin, except a little bit of her midriff. She had a full figure. With a bindi on her forehead and jasm...
Hi, I'm Anil from Delhi. This was the another sexual experience I had when I was studying in 12th standard. I was always poor in the subject of geography, so my mother asked the lady next door to give me special tuitions for it. Her name is Ekta. She is an old family friend of ours. She is an extremely sober natured lady with a very sweet face and milky whit...