It was a cool afternoon on Sunday. Tara and I had had alight lunch with a plan to go out in the evening for a theatre show. After lunch we hit the bed. I watched TV while Tara read for a while and started to sleep quite soundly. Soon enough I fell l asleep as well. At about 5 in the evening I woke up and felt for Tara. She was missing. I knew from the nice...
The Girl’s story. My view point to my first fuck Over years, I had dreamt that one day I would meet a boy who would make me beg to fuck him. I would get wet thinking of such a circumstance. Yet, all I could do in my conservative home was to look out of the window and look at boys and later lock my room and masturbate. In one early, humid and particularly d...
Hi Readers, This is my first story. Please vote and suggest or criticize my writing. I am sure it will help me in the long run. I am an avid reader of and I think I am ready to share my experiences with women. This happened when I was 18 years of age. I was a shy guy from an early age, and also a horny guy with wet dreams while growing up. I use to strip e...
(From an idea by Tim) Mr Prusti had summoned Nirupama for a private conference. As usual, he sat at his desk and she stayed standing at attention in front of him. She was wearing a yellow saree that was completely see through. Her petticoat was equally in a flimsy material and anyone at the office had been able to notice she wasn't wearing anything under h...
Since then we used to sometimes chat or talk through calls. We both wanted each other sexually since then and would often plan to spice up our life. Her husband was to go on a two day training on Saturday night and was to return on Tuesday. So we decided to make love on Sunday. She asked me how I wanted the Sunday special. I said that I wished to see her in...
Kavya walks out of her building wearing a dark pink saree with a purple blouse. As she walks on road, she can feel the eyes of men preying on every part of her body. The smooth fabric of the saree gliding in and out her asscrack making her feel more sensual. She starts wiggling her ass more as she walks so that the saree keeps moving in and out of her asscra...
Sheila assumed that because her building was the tallest in the area no one could really spot her. She had built her house in a style to remind of her Shillong days; that was not so easy considering that this South Indian city was rapidly losing its greenery. And while the rooms and much of the house was on the ground and first floor, on the second floor sh...
This is true story of my friends ...read and enjoy ..it is in her words only . This is a true incident - memories of that are still very vivid in my mind ..I am a 22-year-old girl; convent educated & have experience of fucking with my BF. I have a fair complexion & consider myself attractive & have a good well-maintained slim figure of 34-28-33 of which I a...
Story so far: On my arrival back in India for a ten-day work-related assignment, I found a temporary maidservant at home, filling in for my regular housekeeper who was away on her annual vacation. A dark complexioned, doe-eyed beauty with a non-conformist set of social values, this 5'2" of fantastically well proportioned body, became my sexual partner and co...
It was sheer luck that they were able to meet at the airport. There was a one hour overlap during which Sunita was in the arrival hall and Shyam in departure. They agreed to meet though it was going to be very brief. Sunita was unsure about the meeting. "What could be achieved in such a short visit and that too in such a public place?" she wondered. Yet she...