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Thanks for ur responses guys.. N i appreciate that even girls did mail me.. In the first part of my story, i told about how i accidently saw mom doin it with the chaukidaar.. I asked mom why she did it n she told me about dad not satisfying her.. N dad’s dick size.. I used to think mom didnt masturbate coz dad satisfied her but i understood that it wasnt dad who used to satisfy her..Mom told me that dad usually stayed busy in office n come home late n exhausted.. They wud hardly have sex.. N this left her sex starved.. She told me that it was fine initially.. She controlled herself but then she was too starved to stay without it.. She first cheated dad with a man who was our neighbour.. He was a bachelor n would often come to our house to borrow some stuff.. Once he came to take some sugar while mom was about to go to masturbate. Mom asked him to take a seat. She sat right opposite to him. They started talking. Mom asked him if he had a gf. He said he just had a break up with his gf. N he was upset about it. Mom showed that she was sorry for him. She got up and sat next to him.

He looked really upset. So mom started playing with his hairs. Then suddenly she went n hugged him. Then she kissed that guy on his lips. He was shocked when mom did this to him. But then he couldnt resist. They both started kissing n used their tongue.They took off each others’ clothes n were nude. Mom was happy as she got a bit bigger dick. It was 6 inches. She took it in her mouth n gave him a nice blow job. The guy exploded in 5 mins. Then the guy started sucking mom’s boobs n then went down n licked her pussy. This continued till his dick was hard again. Then he inserted his dick in mom’s pussy n fucked her for 15 mins. Then they both exploded at the same time. That guy satisfied mom for next 4 months n then the guy shifted to some other place. N mom was left alone again. So guys this was the 2nd part. Hope u liked it. After this mom had sex with the post man n then the final part(the shocking part)

Well I must start now m only 18 and a student my neighbor is 30 she is a housewife and has a kid. She has done the degree course of acupressure. I call her BHABHIJI and she is quiet hot and ****. She usually wear saris and keep her hair clipped. Her lips are really beautiful when they are coated wid lipcolour otherwise I don’t like them. She has long nails and I like them when they are coated pink. Every time I see her I want to grab her but really can’t do that. One day I was feeling a bit of pain in my neck actually I m a patient of cervical so my mother pushed me to go to bhabhiji so that she could treat it. I went to her she made me sit and told me some exercises she also massaged me I enjoyed that a gr8 deal as soon as her hands went to my neck and she started massaging me my tool was erect. I wanted to do many things but I controlled my emotions. Now she told me to come to her everyday so that she cud treat me better nd fast.now its my daily routine to go to her home nd have a massage.

One day when my parents were out of station nd bhabhiji was also alone I went to her home 4 massage as usual. That day even my bhabhi had a bit pain in her neck nd was wearing a beautiful pink sari and was looking marvelous. I went inside nd made me sit it was a chilly day as well. And I had no hurry to reach at my place. Bhabhiji made me sit and as usual massaged me but as I was wearing thick clothes that day she was not able to found a grip on my shoulders and asked me to remove my jacket I did that even then she was not getting any grip and asked me to remove my shirt but I said “mujhe dhand lagegi” bhabhiji ne mujjhe andar bedroom mein bulaya aur heater on kar diya aur fir maine shirt utaardi aur unhone massage karna shuru kar diya massage karte hue wo intentionally mujhe zor se daba rahi thi jahaan zyada pain hota hai. Meri cheekh nikal rahi thiaur bhabhiji hans rahi thi. Fir bhabhiji ne mujhe chhod diya maine chain ki saans li. Maine unse poochha ki kya main unki neck ko massage kar doon kyunki unki neck mein bhi pain tha. Unhone mana nahi kiya.

Maine apni shirt fir se pehni aur massage karne ki koshish ki magar unka sweater hindrance paida kar raha tha. Maine bhabhiji ko kaha ki wo sweater utaarde unhone use utaar diya aur maine massage dena shuru kiya main hi unhe zor se daba raha tha unhe mazaa aa raha tha. Main peeche se unke ****s dekhna chah raha tha magar dekh nahi paa raha tha. Suddenly she said “ki maine unka sweater to utarva diya hai but main unki sari na utarvaun” I was shocked to listen it and I asked her to repeat and she said it again. I said that i’ll ask her to remove it as she made me remove my shirt as well nd she laughed at it I continued my job to massage her neck nd then stopped it when I got tired. I just sat down and she said that I did a nice work and better than what bhaiya does.

She took my hand and placed them on her ****s and said to give her a massage there I wanted to do that but I was also a bit shy and said what is she doing? I said its not right she said it is and said me ki “tum bhi ye chahte ho aur main bhi to kyun na apni dil ki baat sunein” nd then she convinced me by removing my shirt and again massaging me. While massaging me she just kissed on my back and my neck and removed my vest as well I was enjoying it. Maine unke baal pakad kar unhe apne saamne kiya. Maine unhe smooch kiya sirf apne hothon se unke hothon ko touch kiya pehle fir thoda press kiya aur fir kuch movement shuru ki, unke ****s bhi dab rahe the. She started spreading her lips over my lips I as well opened my lips ande her tongue enter my mouth I was just not able to catch her on pace as she was experienced and I was kissing someone for 1st time. I got suffocated but she was not nd I pushed her a little she understood she got away and gave me some space to breathe nd I again kissed her this time naughty and slipped down and bite her neck she liked that.

I then started to remove her sari I made her role she said that m naughty. I removed her sari nd then kissed her stomach she was looking nice in blouse and petticoat but I wanted some more. I then licked her foot and put her toes in my mouth. I then licked her legs and put my head in her petticoat and licked her thighs as well. After that I come out of it and looked at her. I just removed her petticoat she was in black panty. I kissed her navel and unhooked her blouse and kissed her cleavage. Then she removed my jeans and pressed my tool. I turned her over on the bed and removed her panty wid the help of my teethand bite her butts. And pressed them. Then I unhooked her bra and again turned her over I picked the bra and threw it apart and saw her ****s I got crazy nd started massaging her ****s nd pressed them. She moaned. I sucked them as well her hands were on my back and her nails were just going inside my back I had some scratches. After sometime she asked me to stop, as her ****s started paining as I was pressing them hard now.

Then she took off my underwear and got amazed to see my 7.5-inch long ****. She said that her husband’s **** is only 6 inches long. She just grabbed it with both her hands and kissed it. Then she started to put off my skin it was a bit painful well guys very painful I just screamed at first. She stopped for the time being. And then again she started to remove it as it was erect it was hard for her to remove the skinny part but she gave had no mercy on me and removed it in a flash. It was very painful for me & I tried to cover it again but she stopped me. She kissed it & pressed it. The pain was slowly diminishing. She caresses it with both her hands. She then took it in her mouth & licked it I was enjoying it very much she then give me some strokes slowly and suddenly increased the pace she got bit naughty and bit it wid her teeth I shouted and she laughed at me. She said that she will not do it again and again proceeded & gave me strokes more rapidly now I also helped her. I got a shiver she understood that I m going to cum she slowed down. I thought that she will not drink it but she again fasten up & I cummed in her mouth. She sucked it and was enjoying it she licked all my juice and then got away. She again took it and placed my tool in between her ****s I liked that. She caressed my **** with her ****s.

After that I asked her whether I would get a chance to **** her now she hesitated a bit but agreed. Firstly I fingered her and did it for a long time. Then I licked her *****. Then I put my tongue in it and then I spread her legs and tried to insert my **** in her *****. But I was not able to do it at first she laughed at me I got a bit angry and pushed it hard and suddenly I entered her. She shouted and used some abusive language but I laughed and said its my revenge. She was in pain and didn’t stroke her. Then when her pain was some less she asked me to stroke her. I did it slowly then I increased my pace she was moaning. I loved this act. I pushed it more n harder she was struggling with pain but I showed no mercy and even put my hand on her mouth so that no one could hear her. She bit my hand. But I didn’t stop she cummed but I still provided her the strokes. She begged me to leave her but I insisted & said i’ll not tilli also cum. Soon I also cum and came out of her. Her ***** was red. She was totally fainted & was dying with pain.

I showed some mercy and made her relax by caressing her. She gained consciousness and said that it was a nice experience but I made her pain a lot more than what his husband does. She said me that I should give some respect to my partner as well from next time. I understood. After that I took her lipstick and told her to give me another smooch after applying it. She applied it and I smooched her for long time. We ate several chocolates while kissing each other. After that we had a photo session I took her several photographs she said her husband also like to take her **** pics and have a collection of more than 500 pics on his PC. She showed me those pics of her. After that we had our dinner together at her place only and we sat absolutely ***** while having our dinner. Both of us were shivering but still we sit ***** that day we slept together and I enjoyed sucking her ****s for long time and kissing her.

Next day morning I woke up early and prepared coffee for her I kept the coffee beside the bed and again sucked her ******s soon she woke up and liked that act of mine. We took our coffee. Then she was going to take the bath but I said can we have a bath together. She replied in positive but said while in the tub I should not **** her I too agreed. We had a long spell of bathing together. After this I had to leave for my home as that day I had to take train for chandigarh where my mom had gone.

Me Iss Ka niymit pathak hoi. Mera lund 7inch ka hai agra koi bhi bhabi sis maa mare sath sex karna chai to plz mujhe email kare mera email id hai [email protected] me apne stories per aata hoi. Aaj se 1month pahle ke bat hai. Me apne bhabi ko lane unke miyake gya. Un ke ghar me bo aur un ke choti bhan aue un ke bati the bake sab log bhar gye hoi the aue agle din aane bale the. Ham sab bathe bat kar rahi the to bhabhi bole ek gam khalte hai calo aur us me har ne bale ko saza milage. To game chalu hogya to sab se pahle un ke sis hari to bhabhi bole apna top utar do ma dang rahgya. Magar us ne bina sarmye apna top utar diya bo aunder pink bra pahne the. Aab me bhabhi aur un ke bate raha gye. Aab ke bar me har gye to mujhe saza dane ke bare aaye to bhabhi apne bathi se bole saza dane ke liye to us ke mosi me use bolaya aur us ke kan me kuach kha. Phie bolo bole ke mujhe saza dene do aue bo mare pass aaye aur mera balt kolne lage me sarma gye aue mana karne laga.

Phie bhabhi bole ke tum to larkiyo ke tarhe sarmate hoi aur saza to jarore hai phie us ne mare pantr aue chadi utar de mera 7inch ka lund tangya to bhabhi bole tumhara to bhut bara hai aur unhone mera lund pakar ke muh me daliya mujhe sharam aarhi thi. Phir un ke sis bhi aagye aur dono chosne lagephie bhabhi ne bhi apna top utar diya unhne bra nahi pahne the aur nude hogye. Phie me bhi unke chut cosne laga phie unko aur un ke bhan ko bhout choda to mare bhati bhi sex karne ke jid karne lage to bhabhi bole chal tu bhi karle aur use bhi nude kar diya aur mera lund us ke chut per raka diya ma ne apna lund aandar dala to bo rone lage to bhabhi bole apne maa ka name doba rahi hai jor se chod aur phir mane us bhi choda us ke bad bhabhi ke gard bhi mare aur agle din tak bhut maza liya tab se aaj tak me aur mare bhabi sex karte aarahi hai.

As a woman, I don’t know what it would be like to have your cock completely worshipped and adored for hours on end—but I imagine it would be pretty fantastic! I happen to be on the worshipping end, and I love paying homage to what, in Tantra, is called the Lingam (pronounced ling-ahm)—which loosely translates into “Wand of Light.” In the physical sense, it is what we might call the cock, prick, dick, etc. The Tantra definition expands the view of the male genitals beyond the physical—the masculine is a pure laser beam of consciousness, raw energy and single-minded focus. A Lingam Massage is about worshipping that consciousness, and giving a man space to relax into his body, and expand his consciousness to receive even greater pleasure.

This type of massage can also help men work through sexual trauma, or negative sexual conditioning, given a massaging partner with enough gentle patience. Orgasm is never the goal of the Lingam massage, although it happens sometimes, and it is often much more intense than normal orgasms. The true goal is to massage the Lingam, testicles, perineum and “sacred spot” (more on that later—it’s the masculine equivalent to the feminine g-spot) to encourage a man to explore the edges of his ability to receive pleasure.

Preparation You can bathe or shower together first. Make sure you both void before starting, as you won’t want to have to interrupt the flow if one of you has to use the bathroom.

You need a quiet, preferably dim space, with a bed, or a futon mattress on the floor, or even just pillows. You can drape a sheet over them, in case you spill any oil. The temperature in the room should be a little warmer than normal because you are both going to be nude, so you may want to turn up the heat. Lighting many candles in the room also helps generate heat and keep the room dim. You will want to make sure that you have an open time frame where you won’t be disturbed, preferably a few hours. Remember to turn off all of your phones and pagers, and if you live with others, you can even put a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door.

Music is good to set the mood, but be sure it’s something where all of the tracks are appropriate. There’s nothing so jarring as a discordant piece of music suddenly playing when you’re trying to relax. Make sure your CD player has a “repeat” function, so you don’t have to stop to push “play” again and again.

Your lubricants and oils should be somewhere within easy reach. Try to get spill proof bottles, and use plastic rather than glass. (Knocking over a bottle of massage oil and breaking it makes a huge mess and goes a long way toward ruining the mood!)

If you are giving this massage, you should remind your partner that their communication with you is key. Make sure that they feel comfortable making requests or comments. He should know that this is about his comfort and pleasure, and if he needs a break, or if the room is too hot, or the touch is too light or too hard, he can and should speak up and say something. You can often encourage him by asking “Is this too hard?” or “Is the temperature ok?”

The first thing you should do is breathe together. Breath is the way we make love with the divine. Look into each other’s eyes and breathe, deep into your belly. You should be sitting face-to-face (or standing, if you prefer). You can hold hands, or hold onto each other, whatever feels good to you both.

The Lingam Massage The massage begins with the man lying on his back, usually with something under his hips to lift them a little—a pillow (cover this with a towel) or a cushion. He can place a pillow under his head if he likes, or not, whichever is more comfortable. Make sure he is relaxed and truly comfortable before you begin, because he is going to be in this position a long time.

You should sit between the man’s legs, cross-legged, with his legs apart, knees up and slightly bent. You should continue looking into his eyes and breathe with him. Remind him, often, of his breath. If you find he is holding his breath, you can place your hand on his lower belly and remind him to breathe from that space, to “fill his belly” with his breath. Practice this a few times before you begin.

Lingam massage begins with a slow, sensual massage of the other parts of the body. Massage his legs, his chest, his abdomen, his arms. This is a long, slow process. Advance the massage slowly toward the inner thighs and pelvis, until he is breathing deeply from his belly, and his body has no more tension and is fully relaxed.

Then, and only then, should you approach the Lingam. This is a sacred act, and a powerful one. You should ask his permission to touch his “Wand of Light.” You can simply say the words, “May I touch your Lingam?” or you can more formally ask, “May I touch your Wand of Light?” Whatever reaction or response he has is normal. Take it in stride, whatever it is.

If he gives you permission, pour a small quantity of very good quality massage oil or water-based lubricant on the Lingam and testicles. The quality of the oil is important. This area of the body is very sensitive, and the skin can get raw quickly if the oil isn’t high quality. Rub the oil into the skin, and then begin at the top of the inner thighs, in the crease where his legs meet the pelvis floor. Work along the connecting bone and muscles, releasing tension as you go. Spend a great deal of time here, rubbing the oil into the skin. Use slow, steady motions.

Remember, too, to ask him what he is feeling—is it too hard, too soft? Too fast, too slow? Let his pleasure be your guide. You don’t need to have a conversation (and probably shouldn’t—it might take him out of his body) but definitely keep communicating during the massage. Look into his eyes, and keep breathing with him.

Next, massage above the Lingam, on the pubic bone. Rock your hand over this place, feeling the bone beneath the muscle and skin. Then, move on to the scrotum, gently (and I say gently, and I mean gently!) pulling and kneading his testicles. You will need to pay very close attention to his responses here, and encourage him to tell you what is just right for him. Some men are more sensitive than others in this area, and can’t stand to have their testicles touched at all, while others require a harder touch. Experiment, starting light and moving toward hard, rather than the other way around.

Then, move your hand down to massage his perineum. This is the area between the testicles and anus, and can be very sensitive. Pay special attention here, circling and pulling at the tissues. This is a very overlooked and neglected part of the male anatomy, and most men find great pleasure in having it stimulated. You can use downward strokes from his Lingam to his anus, or a circular motion. Vary your speed and pattern and ask for feedback often.

Now you can move your hand to touch his Lingam. As you do so, imagine you are making love to a god, some divine being, and this is the source of his energy and light, this hard shaft in your hand. Worship him as you begin to stroke the shaft with varying pressure and speed. Let him feel all your devotion and love in your movements. He is your god here on Earth, and this is your opportunity to show him that.

If, at any point, your man seems close to ejaculation, you need to back off immediately and let things cool down before beginning again. He will have to be more aware of his own bodily sensations during this time, and should be giving you feedback. If he thinks he is close to ejaculating, he should tell you, so you can slow your movements. If he passes the point of no return, that’s ok. If he is very close, but not quite there, you may be able to hold off his ejaculation by squeezing the tip of his Lingam between your thumb and forefinger. You need to squeeze very firmly, and hold it for about thirty seconds. Encourage him to take deep, belly breaths while you do this and it may delay him.

Now, as you are massaging the shaft, begin to gently squeeze his Lingam at the base with your right hand, and pull up, sliding completely off. Then do the same with your left hand—squeeze his Lingam at the base, and pull up, sliding completely off. Then do this again with your right, then your left, and so on. Then, after a while, change directions—slide alternating hands from the top down to the base.

You should pay close attention to the tip or head of his Lingam. Hold his Lingam by the tip and gently shake it back and forth. Then thoroughly massage the head, cupping it in your palm and making a “juicing” motion (like you are juicing a lemon or an orange) around and around.

Another thing about Lingam massage—because it’s not necessarily about achieving orgasm, he may not be fully erect all the time. That’s perfectly normal, and in Tantra, it’s actually preferable. Women experience the same rise and fall of arousal, too, like waves—it just doesn’t have such tangible measurements. Let him stiffen or wane, as his pleasure increases or decreases. The more he does this, the more in tune he will be with his own arousal.

Move from the Lingam to the testicles to the perineum and back again, paying close attention to his response. A man can learn to master his ejaculations more effectively through this technique, as you massage him and he learns to identify the cues his body sends that orgasm is imminent. Remember to keep backing off if he gets too close to ejaculating, moving your hands to a more remote area, such as his perineum or even his thighs for a while.

The next place to explore is the male “Sacred Spot.” You can do this one of two ways. The first way is to locate the spot halfway between the testicles and anus that creates a small indentation, about the size of a dime. You should be gentle, here, (go light at first, and increase pressure as he likes, that’s always a good rule) but begin to push inward with your finger. He will feel a sort of pressure, and it may even be painful at first.

The other way to access the sacred spot is through the anus. Some men are sensitive about having anything inserted and don’t want to have it done this way, and that’s fine. If he is open to it, you can insert the index finger of your left hand (use lubrication!) slowly and gently into the anus about an inch or so. Then crook the finger in a “come here” gesture, and you will feel the prostate gland. This feels good when massaged, and some men like to have the Lingam massaged at the same time.

Like a woman’s G-spot (her sacred spot) this can hold strong emotions that may be released as you are massaging him. Whatever comes up, it’s normal, just let him experience the wave of emotions without trying to comfort or rescue him. Keep pressing there, allowing him to release whatever he needs to.

The male sacred spot is also another way to help control ejaculation. If he starts to feel close, you can decrease stimulation on the Lingam and increase stimulation in the sacred spot, either anally or on the perineum, and it should help decrease his immediate need for orgasm.

If he wants to ejaculate at the end of the massage, that’s fine. If he doesn’t, that’s fine, too. If he does choose to ejaculate, keep reminding him to take deep, deep breaths, even during his orgasm. It will probably be more intense than most orgasms he has experienced. When he feels complete, slowly remove your hands. Ask for his feedback—some men do like to snuggle afterward, but some would rather drift off into a meditative state. Let him do whichever he prefers.

I love to worship a man’s Lingam, devoting my whole self to his pleasure, feeling the power in him as he learns to master his own ejaculations. I hope that you can give your man your devotion and love through this massage, and show him how much you worship him and his “Wand of Light.”

She stands naked, feet comfortably apart so her legs don’t touch. Waiting. He usually starts sex standing up, so he can handle her all around. And so she is there. Vulnerable. Waiting. Coming from behind her, he slides one hand down and around to her belly, the other upward to the breast. His handling is sure and firm He pulls her closer and kisses the nape of her neck, and she has a sense of being taken by the man despite first offering herself. His handling is gentle, reverent. It is always how he begins sex and one of the best ways he romances her. She watches as he worships her, turning to face her and lowering himself to his knees to smell and kiss her belly. Now running lips lightly over the downy hairs of her belly, a hand on her inner thigh, she is teased with the possibility that he will service her more thoroughly. He squeezes her thigh, reminding her of his presence, and begins to rub her leg. He is attentive, feeling the tension in her body, deciding if she needs it kinky today.I had just told him my fantasies, and it was our first time playing with them. His finger slid slowly up and down the slit of my cunt, gliding over the glistening shean my body exuded, tacitly accusing. `It’s not my fault! I wanted to say. `It’s not my fault!’ His look is disapproving. Stern. “You are a bad girl, my Love. A very bad girl” he says. “You are wet.” There will be punishment. Of course.

Rising from his knees he took me by the hand and sat on the futon, pulling me around and laying me over his knee as for a spanking. But he did not spank me. Again he handled me, stroked me, relaxed me, aroused me, teased me. He moved my body, spreading my knees and raising my arms over my head, opening my body in all the ways a woman is supposed to keep private. Only when I am panting with desire does he check again for wetness. A slow, terrible test. I know I am failing it even as he fondles my sex, his fingers filthy with me. “Yes, a very bad girl.” The stroking is terrible. Knees wide, vulnerable. Soft, light strokes, a teasing, orgasm producing stroke. “Your cunt is wet.” I felt my shame that day. The first time I ever really felt it. I felt my shame with every stroke of my sex, and with every slap of his hand. Not a hard slap. But it didn’t have to be. It was on my sex that he spanked me. “Stay still for it, my Love.” And he would take his hand off my sex. I learned that it would strike in moments, but I was paralyzed. I could only lay over his knee and accept the humiliation. Smack! His hand tapped me and the soaking wet lips of my sex made a loud slapping sound despite the gentleness of the spanking. “You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet. You are a very bad girl.” He stroked me, expertly teasing my swollen clit, yet knowing when to go lower, preventing the orgasm. He spanked my cunt and slid up and down on it, reminding me of my shame. I knew I shouldn’t moan. If I was pleasured it would surely be proof that I was bad. But I could not withhold.

“Ohh.” His fingers teased. A quick slap elicited a gasp then another moan as I settled back down over his knees.”You little slut, enjoying your punishment.” he said with just the right touch of derision. Yes, I felt my shame. And my orgasm was near. He knows. The almost imperceptible tremble that rolled through her when he first touched her pussy is the sign. Taking her, he leads her to the futon and lays her over his knees, on her back. Pulling her legs up, he places her right leg on top of the futon, behind him, and holds her left thigh open and back with his left hand. Within moments she is transformed from a bad girl caught with her cunt wet to the ultimate position of vulnerability.

She will be cunt spanked, she has no doubt of that. Her wetness is inches from of his face, glistening and aromatic. He looks at it. She can’t hide it. “Your cunt is wet, my Love. You should be ashamed.” And the stroking starts. Coaxing the clit to swell, then avoiding it. She knows from long experience with his spankings that there is always warning before being spanked. One hand holds her, the other pleasures her. Always it is the hand that pleasures that also punishes. There can not be punishment unless that hand leaves her sex… He lifts his hand. She tenses slightly, knowing that she will be punished with his next touch. “You are a bad girl. Your cunt is wet.” Slap! His hand stays on her, still for a few moments, then traces circles lightly, slowly, gauging how close to orgasm his beloved is. Then levitates. “You are a bad girl.” Slap! Insistently it repeats. Her legs held open, her cunt out for him to see, smell, and punish, dirty, terrible words spoken to her. Words about a woman’s role in sex and how a lady must act, and she is brought deeper and deeper into her helplessness until she is lost to the world. When finally she is about to cum with or without further stimulation he jams his finger up her ass and lifts her hips as he moves his mouth to her clit. His lips and tongue press into the hot wetness of her body, suckling the orgasm from her.

`Oh! I am lost! I am a bad girl! I’m naked! I’m wet! I’ve been caught! It’s up my ass! I’m so ashamed!”please sir, please don’t spank me there!”I am pushed over the edge and I cum with more power than ever before. For minutes I moan, squirm, and throb as he holds me, controlling my hips with my asshole, mouth following my squirming sex, slipping and sliding over it. Sensitivity now acute, further stimulation is painful. Desperate now for him to stop, I hold still and spread wide, keening softly. He knows. He feels me spread myself and he knows it is time. He opens his mouth wide, lips forming a large O, and he holds this upon me, pleasantly stretching my sex as I throb untouched in his mouth. Soon I remember that i’ve been bad, that he knows what i’ve done. He will surely inspect me again soon, and what will I say? A trembling begins in the depths of my gut, growing with strength. Submission now forgotten I draw my arms to my side as my hips buck faster and farther with every contraction. His mouth is sliding on me again and I explode, screaming without concern. His tongue orchestrates my gasps and screams…

Again you spread. Your arms rise above your head, legs splay. You even tip your pelvis up to maximize my access. Just when you are terrified that I will continue, you hold yourself helpless to me. A well trained woman. Again I understand, and hold you quietly in my mouth, waiting for your recovery. Your clit ejaculates it’s nothingness into warm, moist air as my lips stretch you. We spend minutes like this as you calm. The trembling begins again…

I never knew it could be like this…”Spread.” You open your body and wait. Inspections are never hurried. First he checks your grooming. The shaved places. Under the arms. The lips of your pussy. Legs. Like a whore. His fingers approve of you. Everywhere they touch, they tease. He is there now, touching. Checking for wetness. A finger slides slowly up and down the slit of your cunt. He knows. It’s time for your fucking.now a psychological treatise on why women are submissive in the first placeso what is this talk of Natural Order? Plainly, it is a belief in the way humans are intended to relate; that females are designed by nature to submit and defer to their Male counterparts, and Males are meant to dominate and protect their females.

This is not an idea that is outwardly fashionable in many corners of society today, of course. Many objectors to Natural Order philosophy cite popular surface opinion as winning evidence to support their argument for equality, while sweeping under the rug the monumental effort it has taken in the past century to shape those popular opinions. Working close with educational intuitions and mass media influence, women’s rights activism has managed to shape the collective opinions of our more recent generations. One cannot deny that some good has come of this for modern human society, but many see just as much bad. Others don’t see equality of the sexes as something necessarily wrong, but they do sense something isn’t quite right with sexual identity in our society today. Some of us feel certain social edicts, customs or religious beliefs have collectively drawn us away from our base selves, and in so doing, have obscured our own connection to animal instinct and predilection, which often includes the sexual roles nature seems to have intended.

While it is true outliers can be found in the membership of any system, the primary truth the Natural Order upholds is that among most Males and females, there can be discerned a generally reliable pattern of species-typical traits and preferences accorded to sexual identity�that these traits and preferences are not simply accidents of cultural influence and circumstance which can be so easily overwritten, but lasting and inherent stratagems of our biology. The Natural Order is the existence of an innate instinctual drive which does not concern itself with matters of contemporary rights or wrongs; it is a philosophy of living in wholeness with our sexual identity, of understanding and accepting the Male and female archetype many of us are familiar with by virtue of instinct alone. What are these archetypes specifically, and how do Males and females differ?

Starting with the obvious, the overall strength and size of Males in relation to females is an immediate contrast which cannot be denied Generally, the Male is taller than the female (12-13 cm, on average). He is, as a common rule of physical composition, stronger and faster than his female counterpart. Recent research into intelligence differences between the sexes reveals something we have already known about the Male: that through generations of evolution in the course of human existence, he has been endowed with the physical, instinctual and cognitive traits of a leader, hunter, warrior, ruler and Protector of his domicile. It is clear nature has assigned him the role of dominator, guardian and first Agent of action within our species. The female is generally smaller, softer and weaker by comparison. She commonly bears an equal level of intelligence to the Male, but in differing and complementary light. She tends to be a nurturing being, bearing children and comforting her family. She excels in social communication, empathetic reasoning and the provision of comfort and support, thus strengthening those who surround her. At her core she is a servant, pleasure giver and child-bearer, to be kept and protected by a strong Male. In return for that protection and care, she serves and obeys. You probably don’t find these paradigms very shocking or new at all, and that is precisely the point. For setting aside the veil of politically correct dogma, as well as much of the scientific and sociological evidence which lends credence to Natural Order ideals, a branch of substantiation which does very well on its own is simple common sense. Perhaps this is because the dominant Male and submissive female is a system of authority and role division which works, and many can attest to that. It may be a truth that is “inconvenient” to sexual politics in our modern times, but it is a truth that remains, nonetheless.

There are exceptions to every rule, of course. We as intelligent organisms ourselves know that it is the nature of life to adapt and diversify. As creatures born of that very system, so shall we. We understand there is seldom, if ever, a single road to accomplishing anything in bioevolutionary terms, but we should not, at the height of our contemporary vanity and pride, denigrate or outright ignore the wisdom of a species-typical system that has worked for us throughout countless generations of our history, reaching from the mysterious unknown of our origins and influencing our thoughts, motives and desires to this very day. As humans, we are unique animals in that we have considerable latitude of free will�enough to rebel entirely against our natural and in-born predispositions, but doing so will never erase them, no matter how much we may try. Mail me at [email protected]

Hai i am prakash(name changed)and i am from tuticorin.this is about a real sex with my mother’s own sister radha.she looks to be more sexy than any girls.and she had a daughter whose age is just 2 my uncle is having a provision shop so he just wake up at morning 4am. My grandma told me to take care of my aunt when her husband is not there . And i have to tell you something real when i was just 13years old when i was much devoloped in sex at the time she was not married.one day when i was playing she went to a room and by seeing me while i was playing with my remote car i gone and rested near the door of the room i heard some noise ahhh.she just pushed that door and went inside she was masterbating with a cucumber.when she heard that some one is entering she suddenly hide with pavada and said what do you want and i said nothing . Them i asked her what u are doing she nothing then i said i will call any body near to our house.because there no one in our house because they all went to yatra .she asked me to promise that not to tell any body as because that so personal and she asked to lift that pavada and i asked why she replied that you only asked me that what i was doing and i said ya.she just said that she will tell after 8pm.i was very eager.to see because i know that what she did.i became 8 and no one is there in our home.and shutted the door and she asked me to come to kitchen to have some rice and i also ate and after finished my dinner .

I asked her what you are doing at that time and she said when i said at 2pm.she took the same cucumber and told me to make a saliva on it i did and she told me that our family will return at they after tomorrow.she asked me to come to his bedroom and i said wait she turned back and said what and why she replyed the you only asked me that what i did i said oofor that only ya.she went inside the room at that i was rinsinq my hand she shouted loudly and said take that cucumber and come and entered her room slowly and she removed her panties and again laid at the bed and got that cucumber from me and sterched her two slim legs and made that to enter to her pussy and he maid a mourning sound and she asked that told tell to any body and said that i want to see in a full light and see now and i said that i could not see that in a night lamp .she said that dont get tensed up then she removed her half sarries picku.and massaged her breast . She asked me to come near to hear and gone near to hear and she said that my hands are paining please help me i and said what to do pls handle this and she gave to me and i also look that but i dint move in to fro motion . She that please do for me like as i did my self . I did slowly and pleased me to increase a speed i said too speed .she said me ya i was to speedy she said me them show yours i said what she told me that as you saw mines i also like to see yours.and i was sacred that my penis are going to touched my aunty she removed my shouts and she you does nt have the habit of wearing juddy. I smiled and she took my cock and she started to shake it i said i feel that something like urion is going to come she suddenly stopped and said can i get that cock in my mouth .and i said i will be more smelly she said its all right .

She then gone for a big suck and i said that i am getting that same felling she again stopped and said that can you suck mines i said i cant and she said just go and bring that jam box. I obeyed and bought by the we two where nude she asked me that can you taste my navel i said ya and just i got bend and sucked her navel she said that it was horrible . She asked me again to suck her pussy and that is so wet It will be so salty she you dont worry i will show she maded her finger to inside her pussy and sucked widely she them asked me to do like that i was little shy and i said no i will be so much salty and maded to take that jam and painted it to her pussy and asked me to do now because now it will be tasty and began to suck she told me take my tongue out of my mouth and said that now you can countious suck and began to suck hard and she took to two leg and made me to attack hard .then she said that your penis are looking like a nice cucumber and made my cock to enter it was so smooth as she had already insert that cucumber .i started her with a great speed and she said can you do this till her life end .i said its also after your marriage .she said ya and maded a great smile and just do i said now i am getting my cum out, she said me to stop and she asked me to get his cock near to her mouth and she said me to stand at the bed and she stood and sucked my coal and made my cum to get out and drank fully and said that i love you .she again lehm on the bed and she told to insert my middle finger and became more hard and left my four finger she said me that is enough and didnt leave her and i made my hole hand inside she that it is paining and cryed and said me to leave she told that she also getting some thing is been coming out but i dint leave her .she then squirt and said leave and she squirt for more than 4 times. She made this as practise daily in her bed room as till her marriage.after her marriage i went to chennai then i countinted my studies i finished my 12th and i returned to tuticorin.then tìs is first part of my real story .i will countinue my story after two days.ok guys buy.if you like this my real story.youcan e mail me in [email protected] .(one important note_tuticorin is in tamil nadu near thirunelveli)

Namya,ek murkha manus. Janma pasun to jarasa matimanda hota. Gharat tyachi mhatari aai ani to. Gharat khup garibi. Asa ha namya sola varshacha aslyapasun maharashtra simevarchya eka turungat safai kamgar mhanun kaam karat hota. Tithech turunga chya mage tyachi rahnyachi soy kili hoti. To ani tyachi aai suttit gavakade yet asat. Yavei pan to gavala aala hota. Gav barach chota hota. Namya aata 35 varshacha zalyamule tyachya aai la tyachya lagnachi kalji vatat hoti. Gavat dushkal padlyale barechse lok gav sodun gele hote. Namyacha aailne chukashi karayala shejarcha eka baila sangitle hote. Sangitlya preamane ti dusrya divshi aali ani namyachya aaila mhanali “udya dattu pahilvanane tumhala bolavla haye” namya ani tyachi aai dusrya divshi dattu pahilvana kade gele. Dattu pahilvanane tyanche swagat kele. “ya ya aai” to mhanala. Namyachi aai: ka bolavlas baba? Dattu: ek upkar fedayala. Namyachi aai: nhanje? Dattu: mhanje tumcha namya motha zalay mazi lek pan lagnachi haye, mag udvun deu bar ekdacha. Namyachi aai: aare pan namya asa tuzi lek tar changali haye mag yachashich lagna ka? Dattua: sangato, tumchya navryane nandu ne mazya baykola chovis varshapuri junglat eka wagha pasun vachanla hota. To khup jakhami zala hota. Nantar tyala mazyach ghari aanla hota. Pan to ethech gela. Martana tyane mazyakade vachan magitla hota ki tumchya poricha lagin namya sobat laun dyal mhanun. Aaj hichi aai nahi pan tya doghina nandune vachavla nasta tar hi pan nasti!

Namyacha aaila magcha sarva aathavla. Namya sathi tyacha bapane tyavelich hi so karun thevali asavi, nahitari yachya sobat lagin kon karnar? Jaudet. “thik haye pan tuzi lek tayar haye na? Dattu: ho mi sangitya tila sarva. Aata mi pan khup mhatara zaloy. Aata pahiya sarkhi kusti aani vyayam shala chalavna jamat nahi. “thik aahe mag kadhi lavaych lagin? Dattu: parvachach muhurt haye. Zatpat urkun taku. Gavat pan aata koni shilak nahi. Bara, mag aamchya zopdivar cha urkuya ye mag”, namyachi aai bolali. Tharlya pramane namya chya ghari lagnachi tayari zali. Lagnala phakta namya tyachi aai, tyanchi shejarin, dattu pahilvan tyachi mulgi aani bhatji. Dupari lagna urkala. Dattu swata garib aslyane tyane mulila jasta kahi dila nahi. Namyachi mhatari manatun thodi naraj zali pan kahi balali nahi. “chala aai aata namya kadhi jatoy kamavar? Dattu bolala. Mhatari: “parvach aahi tigha jau. Hi pan tithe kahitari kam karel”.ani nantar namya navya bayko barobar kamachya thikani aala. To ekdam murkha aani sagkamya hota. Tyala kaamjevna chi kahich mahiti navti aani to kahi karnarhi navta. Tyane tila neet pahile pan navte. Namyachi bayko mhanje dattu pahilvanachi mulgi rekha 31 varshachi hoti. Aai lahanpani varlya mule bapane vadhavleli. Dattune tila mulasarkha vadhavla hota. Shikshana barobar to ghariticya kadun vyayam vaigare karun ghet aase. Ek pahilvan aaplya mulala jasa pahilvaniche dhade deil tasech yanepan aaplya porila dile hote. Rekha jasta sundar navti pan nava pramane rekhiv. Ranga bapasarkha gaval. Unchila 5fut aath nau chya aaspas. Ekdam sudaul ani ghatdar banda. Thya barobarch bharlela aanga. Uroj(ball) ubharlele aani ekdam aakarat agdi ajintha kiva khajuraho chya murtina tyancha sharirala shobtil ase. Gol bembi. Ekunch ti kontya pan purushala kalpane peksha jasta hoti. Ti varvar shant vatat asli tari aatun ti khup sexy hoti.

Ti jasta tyanchya vadyatun baher padat nase. Baher yeta jata ticha kapde pan thik thak sasat. Gaav pan chota hota ani gavatle lok pan changle hote. Rekha atun kaamuk manachi aslyane tila vegvegle chanda hote. Jase sexy katha vachane sexy photo pahne ani koni vadyat nastana sexy kapde karun firne. Tyanchya gharat ti aani dattuch rahat hote kirkol kaame karayala ek mhatari yaychi. Dattula ti ghabrat ase. Tila lugda choli ghalayala jaam aavdat.koni nastanati vadyat tyachyatch ase tichi lugda bandhayachi style pan madak hoi. Ekdam ghatta. Bembichya khali ani magun agdi kulyavarun. Khalun dhopracha 4 incha varti. Tila padar ghyayala aavdat nase. Tyasati tine ek lugde kapun tyachi size kami keli hoti. Lugde chunya na padta ghatta nesnyaci kala tichyat hoti. Kasota pan ti madak padhatine marat ase. Lugdyala chunya na padlyane te magun porincya tight lowweist jeans sarkhe disat ase. Tyvar ti tichya sadicha ek blouse ghalat ase. Blouse sadha hota stylish vaigare kahi navta. Ti chaltana ticya kulyanci varkhali madak halchal hot ase. Ashi he rekha namyachya ghari mhanje to jya turungat kaam karat hota tyacya mage aslelya gharat tya doghan barobar pohchali. Ratra aslyane tila jasta kahi disle nahi. Sakali uthun tine ghara baher yeun pahile. Ti jail don rajyanchya agdi seemevar eka nirjan bhagat hoti. Aajubajula thodi far jungle ani khurti zade. Jail far mothi navti. Jailchya magcya bhintichya thoda pude namyache ghar hota. Ani tyapudhe kaidyanan khadi phodayala lavtat ti jaga hoti. Rekhane aanghole vaigare karun namyala chaha dila aani sarva gharkame karun ti gharat basli hoti. Namya sakalich jail madhe kamavar gela hota. “ithe mokli basnya peksha kahitai kam kar” mhatari tila bolali. Ti jar ragatch hoti. Rekha: karnyasarkha kay aahe ethe”? Namyala sagte to kahitari kaam aanel”. Mharari bolali. Rekha: “mi kay jail madhe jaun kaam karu’? Mhatari: tya turungat fakt 20_25 kaidi aahet tehi agdi mhatare, janma thep bhogat aslele. Shipai pan 4-5 astil. Ethe magchya bajula koni yet nahi. Rekha: mag khadi kay tumhi fodta’? Mhatari: nahi. Aata khadi fodun ghena banda zala aahe. Mhatare lok kay khadi fodnar? Tula loni ethe khanar nahi”. Rekha mag ghara baher teun firu lagli. Kadak unn padle hote. Ti aajubajla pahu lagli durdur var koni navte. Ekabajula tyanche ghar ani tyamage jail chi mothi bhinta. Aajubajula kahi thodi phar vadhleli zade. Phirta phirta tichya dokyat vegvegle vichar yet hote. Namya tar ekdam kamatun gelela. Sex kay te pan tyala maht nahi. Phuktat ethe aale. Var mhatari kaam karayala sangte.

Sandhyakali mhatarine namyala tichya kamabaddal sangitale. “kaam aahe” to bolala. Jar hine dagad fodle tar jailwalya kadun kahi paise miltil. Khadi fodana banda zalyapasun jail kadun khadi padhavane banda zala haye”. Mhatari: mag karel ki nahitari basun tar aste kkhayala pyayla aplyala kahich kami nahi, thodi khadi fodli tar kahi marnar nahi ti. Thik aahe rekha bolali. Manatun ti vaitagli hoti. Sakali namya kamavar gela. Gharkaam karun zalyavar mhatarine tila ek halka hatoda deun kaamachi aathvar karun dili. Rekha jaun khadi phodu lagli. Ya bhagat kayam marnacha unala asto ase tine aikle hote. Khadi fodtana ti aajibaat thakat navti. Pan sadi savrta tichi tarambal udat hoti. Dupari ghari ti changtich ghama ghum houn aali. Mhatari zopun uthali. Doghi jevlya. Aani aaram karat hotya. Rekhachi sadi khup malale li hoti. Tine jasta kapde pan aanle navte. Je hote te changlyatle hote. “aai mala dusre kapde dhya, kaamla gelyavar changle kapde kharab hotat”. Rekha mhanali. Mhatari: kuthun deu? Aamchyakade jasta kahi nahi aani tu pan kahi aanla nahis. Mazi kahi lugdi aahet. Choli shiun thevte tuzya sathi udya paryant. Tuzi ek choli de mapasathi”. Lugda aaiklyavar rekhache dole chamakle. Tila tichya chandachi aathvan zali. Ethe tar konich nahi. Mhatari kay bolnar tichakadech navin kapde nahit. Dusrya divshi rekha kamavar geli. Mhatari gharat kuthshi tari juni kapd gheun cholya shivat basli hoti. Dupari ghari yeiparyant mhatine bareche kaam purna kele hote. Jevan vaigare zalyavar tine cholya tila dachavlya. Mhatari: ghe ghalun bagh hotayet ka te. Rekha: he kay? Yachi batan kuthe aahet? Mhatari: button mazyakade aata nahit sharat jau teva aanu. Yala gaath baandha yachi soy keli aahe”. Rekhala ase kapde aavdat pan ti baher Ashi kadhi geli navti. Rekha swayampak gharat geli aani navi choi ghalu lagli. Tine blouse,bra kadhla aani choli ghatli. Ti choli kontyatari junya kapdane shivli hoti. Nehmichya blouse pekha tyacha aakar barach chota hota. Sadhya blouse madhe ball chya khali pan thodha bhag asto yat tase kahich navte. Cholichya cups cha bhag vadhaun gaath bandhanyachi soy keli hoti. Choli pudhun deeplocut anni magun deep backless hoti. Mage tichya pathi var cholicha ek cm etkach bhaag hota topan sadhya blouse peksha barach var. Ti deeplow cut aslyane rekhache uroj(ball) samorunch disat hote. Tiche kadak ball brashivay pan agdi ubharlele hote. Tiche manukepan bra naslyane choli varun janvat hote. Choliche haat kopra paryant na thevta tyavar hote. Rekha baher aali.

Hallo choot ke bhookon aur land ki pyaasi kunwaari kanyaaon kaise hai aap sab? Land ko choot aur choot ko land barabar mil rahe hai ya apne haath jagann naath ho raha hai ? Well aap sabke liye fir se main raaaaaaaaaaaaaaajesh ek baar fir se haazir hoon aur sabka sukriya ada karta hoon ki aap log hamesha mera hausla badaate rhte hai aap logon ke mail dekh kar mera seena fakhar se chauda ho jaata hai aur land mota ho jaata hai pichli baar bhikarin ki sookhi choot padi hogi aap logon ne ab aap log to samajh hi gye honge ki jab aadmi ko bur ki pyaas lagti hai tab saamne koi bhi aur kaise bhi choot ho usme apna moosad daal hi deta hai wo ok to ab badchodi bahut ho gayi is baar bahut saari meri paathikaao ne kaha hai ki aap apni aur mummy ki chudaayi bahut din se nahi kahi to is baar main fir se apne ek dost ki mummy ke saath chudaayi kar raha hoon aur apne dost ko bhi jiski choot se wo paida hua tha usi ki choot ka maza dilaata hoon TO doston us din mujhse ek dost ne kaha ki yaar aaj kai din ho gye saali kisi ki chudaayi nahi kari chalo aaj kisi randi ko choda jaay?

Tab maine kaha nahi baba main to randi ko kabhi bhi nahi chodta saala aajkal aids ka kaafi lafda hai kahin maze ke chakkar me pad kar gaand fat gayi to lene ke dene pad jaayenge koi ghar ki aurat ho tab to maza hi aa jaayega koi teri jugaad nahi hai? Ravi bola nahi yaar ek kaam waali thi bhi wo bhi saali gaanw chali gayi main to randi hi chodta aaya hoon aaj tak aur wo ek kaam waali thi jise kabhi…kabhi ghar me fit kar deta tha saali saadi…suda zaroor thi par chudwaati gaand uchaal…uchaal kar thi kambakh ki choochiyaan itni shakth hoti thi ki bahut jor lagaana padta tha saali jhadti bhi bahut der se thi ye saali gaanw ki aurten pata nahi kya khaati hai chudwaane me paseene chudwa deti hai yahaan sahar ki ladki to bas zara sa andar gaya nahi ki aaaaaahh aaaaaaaaaahhhhh ooooohhhhhh ooooohhhhhh chillane lagti hai aur abhi theek se chod bhi na paao ki paani nikal padta hai inki choot semail me [email protected]

Hello guys this is manjot here again main phele bhi bahut khaniyaan likh cukaan hon . Lekin is baar kuch aisa hua jo mai khae bina nahi reh sakta. Doston ek hafta phele mai apne massi ke ghar delhi mai chutiyaan betane ke liye gya. Jab mai train se ja rha tha to maina A.c apartment mein seat book karai .A.C apartment ke ek cabin mein do logo ki seat hoti hai . Jab mai train mein gya to whan par phele se ek aunty the . Maine apna samaan rakha aur akhbaar padne laga . Dupher ka waqt tha mujhe bukh lag rahi the . Aunty ne apne bag se kuch khane le liye nikala aur khane lagi . Main unki taraf dekh raha tha. Aunty ne mujhe dekha aur khane ke liye pucha. Maine mana nahi kia . Aur khate-2 ham baatein karne lage. Unhone ne batayaa ki wo ek techer hai aur apne kisi rishtedaar ke ghar ja rahi hai . Dhere -2 raat ho gayi.Raat ko khana khane ke baad aunty hath dhone ke liye jaane lagi to unka pair suitcase se takraa gaya aur wo gir gaii.Maine unkoon uthaya .uthate waqt mera hath unke boobs par lag gya .Unka saparsh bahut acha yha. Mai pagal ho gya . Par maine apne upar control kia. Jab aunty bahar thi to maine apne kapde change karne shuru keye.Abhi aadhe kapde bhi change nahi hue the ki aunty aa gayii. Ab agar change karna band kar deta to kharaab lagta. Is liye mai change karta raha .

Maina apna lower phean liya aur hath dhone ke liye bahar chala gya jab main wapis aya to aunty so chuki thi . Aunty ki saaree ka palu latka hua tha aur unke boobs blouse mein dikh rahe the aur unki saree bhi jhaango tak thi , mera land khara ho gya maine socha ke chod do . Main dhere se aunty ki taraf bhada. Aur aunty ke boobs par dhere se hath rakha par aunty ko kuch pata nahi tha . Jaise hhi maine boobs dabae aunty jag gayi aur jor se puchne lagi ki kya kar rahe ho. To maine sicha ki agar ab hat gya to bat bhad jayegi aur main fas jaunga .is liye maine jabardasti par utar aaya. Maine aunty ke hathoon ko apne tangoo ke niche rakha aur joor joor se unke boobs dabane laga .wo bar bar khe rahi thi ki mujhe chor do par main laga hua tha. Maine aunty ko do seaton ke beach wali jagha par lita diya aur khud unke upar chad gya . Aunty abhii bhi cilaa rahi thi .maine aunty ke hothoon par apne honth rakhe aur kiss karne laga .ek hath se main aunty ke boobs ko daba raha tha aur dosra hath maine aunty ki saree ke andar dal diya . Aunty ne apne tabge tightly jord rakhi thi .maine dakhe se aunty ki tange kholi aur unki panty par hath pherne laga . Kuch derke bad amaine apni ungli aunty ki fudi ke andar dal di . Aur dosre hath se main aunty ke boobs ko dabata rha . Kuch der ke baad

Auntu ki chuuchiaan sakhat hone lagi aur aunty ke muhn se azib azib awazz aa rahi the . Aunty dhire -2 khe rahi the uuuuuhhhh pllzzzzzzz nnnnaaa kkkaaaaaarrrrrrrrrr uuuaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhnaaaaaa karoo manoj. Main dang reh gya ki yeh manoj kaun hai. Par main apna kam karta raha . Maine ab apni do ungliyaan unki chut mein de di. Phir teen . Aur phir charoooo . Uske baad aunty ne kha ki amit tum to bahut bhale ban rahe the aut yeh kya? Main cuup rha aur coostaan rha. Phir aunty ne kha ki ab custa rahega yaan kuch karega bhi maine aunty ka blouce utar di aur aunty ke bade-2 boobs bahar aa gaye. Main pagal ho gya. Phir maine aunty ki saree utaar di. Aur unki tangoon ko phelaa diya aur unki chut ko coosne laga. Wo bar bar khe rahi the uuuu aaaaaiit aur jor se aaur jjjoooorrr sssseeeeeeee plllzzzzz. Maine phir apna lower utar diya aur apna 7.5 inch ka lund bahar nikal liya . Aunty dar gayi . Phir main aunty ki taaangoon ke beach baith gya aur. Apna lund unki chut par ragdne laga aunty zoor -2 se moanig kar rahi thi. Maine ek jor ka jhatka diya aur mera aadha lund andar chala gya . Aunty chila uthi mera Pura lund andar chala gya .autny ko dard ho rha tha . Maine jor jor se jhayke lagane shuru kiye . Thodi der ke bad unhe majaa aane laga m. Mai jor-2 se jatke marta raha. Jhatka marte marte meine aunty ke boobs cusne shuru kar diye . Unhe bahut jada majaa aa rha the. 25 minute ke baad main jhar gya aur maine apne pani aunty ki chut main chord diye . Aunty bhi jhar gyi. Phir main aunty ke upar let gya . Mera lund abhi bhi aunty ki chut ke andar tha. Kuch der ke baad main uth aur aunty ko uthne ke liye kha . Maine aunty ko seat ke sath doggystyle mein baitha diya. Phir aunty ki gand coocne laga aunty ki gand bahut tasty thi . Aur bahut namkeeen lag rahi thi . Maine apne ungli anty lki gand main daldi aur dhaka laga laga kar khol di . Wo bahut badi thi . Phir maine unki chut ko cuusne laga . Par aunty ne kha ki main apne jeebh unki gaand main daal do. Maine kha mujhe acha nahi lage gha. Usme apki tati hai. To aunty ne kha ek bar dal ke to dekh phir kuch khena . Maine dhire dhire apne jibh unki gand ke hole main dale. Mujhe ghin aa rahi thi . Par kuch der ke baad majaa aane laga . Meri jheeb ko aunty ki tati laag rahi thi. Maine aunty ko kha ki aunty meri jhibb ko apki tati lag rahi hai .to aunty ne kha to kya hua. Tati bhi to hamera shareer ka hi hisaa hoti hai . Aur jo hum khate hai wahi hoti hai yeh tati. To maine kha main kyan karu aunty. To aunty ne kaha mer tati ko chaaaat ke dekh maine kha nahi. To aunty ne kha phele tune mere sath zabardasti ki thi ab meri bari. Phir ainty whan se uthi aur mujhe seatoan ke beach waali jhagaa par letaa diya aur mere munh par beth gayi aur apni gand ko ungliyoon se kholnee lagi.aunty ne ek andruni jhatka diya aur aunty ki gand khul gayi. Aur unki tati dikhne lagi . Wo bahut hard thi. Phir aunty ne zabardastiapni gand ,mere munh par rakh di aur coosne ko kha. Maine dhere -2 cuoosne laga. Mujhe majaa aa rha tha. Par aunti ko nahi. Kyon ki main is kaam mein trained nahi tha. Phir aunty ne mujhe utha diya aur khud let gayi. Aur meri gand apne munh par rakh di. Aur ungliyoon se kholne lagi meri gand khul gayi. Main bhi subha se tati karne nahi gya tha. Is wajha se meri tati bhi gand me thi . Jab aunty ne meri gand kholi yo meri thodi si tati bhar aa gyai. Aunty use coosne lagi aur aunty ne thodi si kha bhi li. Maine kha aunty yeh khy kar rahe ho .

To aunty ne kha jo maine tujhe subha khane ke liye diya tha wo le rahi hun. Phir main uth gya aur aunty ko phir doggystyle mein batha diya par aunty ne kha ki meri gand me tati hai is wajha se tum gand nahi maar sakte. Par maine kha ki main gand marna chata hoon to aunty ne ek akhbaar li aur us par tati kar di. Aur bahar phenk di. Phir aunty ne apne gand mein pani wali botal dal li aur sara pani usme daal diya. Aur bottle bahar nikal di. Phir aunty ne ap[ne gand me ungli dali aur jor jor se ghumai. Phir aunty ne wo pani bahar ek bottle main nikal diya aur use bahar phenk diya aur kha le ab to gand mar le . Phir aunty doogystyle main behth gyi aur maine apna lund unkigand par rakha ur jor ka jhatka mar kar apna lund andar dal diya par aunty ki gand itni jada khuli nahi thi . Jis wajha se side se phat gyi aur khoon nikal aaya . Par maine aunty ki gand marta rha. Kuch der ke baad main jharne wala tha . Maine apna lund bhar nikala .aur aunty ke munh mein de diya aunty ne mera pani apne khoone ke sath pe liya aur lund coosne lagi ab hum thak chuke the par raat bahr calti hui gaadi main humne 5 baar sex kia aur phir so gye . Subha uthe to hum delhi paunch gaye aur wo apne raste par gayi aur main apne par humne ek dosre ke contacts le liye the. So doston apko kaisi lagi meri khani .mujhe bataein mere e-mail par . Agar app meri agli khani jo ki mere khud ke pariwar ki hai ” do pariwar”dekhna chahte hai aur koi ladki mere sath punjab area , chandigarh , haryana area mein sex karna chati hai to mail me at [email protected]

By: Bobby

Hello Guys Bobby Here. With the response I got from last three stories of mine I am flattered. One person has asked me to write this for him. Well its his fantasy about his sister. Ya you heard me right his own sister. Well he is a sales executive and she is a teacher. Well he gave me an idea for the story. I am putting my words.

Before joining into a school she was working under Abhi. Abhi is the CEO of a Marketing Firm. This happened about two years back. She had joined in the firm as a personal assistant to Abhi. She was at the front desk and would manage all works. Slowly she had blend in and Abhi could not live without her. Actually he could think of work without her. She used to mange everything. Abhi is such a forgetful guy would even forget lunch if not reminded to. Oops I myself forgot to tell you guys her name. She is Aarti. Well she was also the final discussion point during all the sales meetings. She had an amazing structure. Her boobs were so big that everyone wondered if they were real or if she was wearing some sort of extra paddings. Some times her boobs felt limp. She also had a most wonderful and big ass. All the sales executives had an instant hard on as soon as they brushed against her in the lift or in the corridors.

Abhi had a close friend named Jeethu. Though he was Abhi’s junior, and head of the sales division, both of them were very close. Many times both of them just sat together and would spend weekends together. During office hours when they had no particular official work, they would watch aarti on the video through the CCTV.

But soon she got a job as a teacher in a government school. So she did not want leave the opportunity and hence gave her resignation. But Abhi asked her to stay another two months so that he could fid a new PA and so she could teach her also. Since her appointment was due only in three months she agreed. Soon she was asked to pay Rs 2.00 lacs by the school authorities as “DONATION” which infact was a bribe. When she asked Abhi about it he said he would think.

Abhi waited until the other guys had finally gone before putting on his well practiced smile as he stopped at the reception desk himself.

“You’re leaving us, Aarti, and after being here only two weeks. That will be a problem. And the money well I will try to get it for you. But then it will be difficult for you pay back.”

She gave him a cheerful smile in return from a generous mouth in a well tanned face. She wore her hair in a long pony tail style that made her appearance a lot younger than her real age, which was perhaps a little less than thirty. To Abhi she always looked as if she’d come off the set of an old Hindi Raj Kapoor movie, and the thought of peeling her out of a one-piece swimming costume was one of the constant themes in his most intense fantasies about her.

“That’s right. I’m sorry to be going but I’m leaving the city altogether.”

“Yeah, I heard that as well”.

“I guess the boss would have liked to say goodbye but he had to go to that big meeting today.”

“Sure, I understand.”

He could hardly drag his eyes up from the crisp white shirt she was wearing where the lacy top of her bra cups were visible through the thin material. They strained against her row of shirt buttons like virgin Himalaya peaks ready to break out in a uncontrollable avalanche as soon as things warmed up enough.

Abhi restrained an urge to groan and instead reached into his shirt pocket. He moved to the right and carefully spread a bundle of Rs 1000 note on top of the marble counter. Exactly as he’d expected, her eyes watched him with surprise as he laid the money down. Everything he’d planned depended on keeping her looking towards him.

“Listen, Aarti, since this is what you want and all, and things are pretty quiet around here just now, I was wondering if you’d like to do me a favor. A big favor. . .” He grinned, “A couple of real big favors, to tell the truth.”

Aarti well knew the effect she had on men, even ones like Abhi that were years younger than her. In fact, especially on men younger than herself. Ever since she’d been at the office she’d been expecting an offer like this. It was a disappointing one though – she’d credited Abhi with more class than just laying down a money in front of her.

“No, no, don’t get the wrong idea here, Aarti. What I’m talking about is helping me to motivate the guys in the team. I need something really special to get them to work their butts off next week. OK, I know you won’t be here but you could leave something behind that would surely do the job.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s a simple deal and if you’ll agree you can take this cash with you as a separation bonus. What I’d like you to do is to go into the meeting room and lock the door behind you. Down at the other end of the room is a video camera on a stand that’s hooked up to a TV monitor. Go in there and put the video recorder under the monitor in record mode.”

Aarti was as puzzled as before: “And then what?”

“OK, I’ll tell you the truth. There’s been a lot of arguments among the guys about whether or not you’ve got some padding tucked away in your bra cups to make your figure look so sensational. Now, myself, I just can’t believe that anything that moves that well can be anything but the real thing. But two other guys on the sales team say I’ve got to be wrong. Philip Mathew is with me though – remember when you squeezed past him in the corridor the other day? He swears he could feel that you’re a genuine Pamela Anderson. So what I’m saying is that if I could offer the guy with the best sales figures next week a tape of you settling the argument for certain it would be a real incentive.”

The receptionist tried to frown, then found she was smiling. This wasn’t the most unusual request she’d ever had, but it was close to it, and very flattering. Were all these young studs really so fascinated by her figure?

“And how am I supposed to do that?” She was still smiling, though shaking her head against the implied suggestion.

“That’s easy to work out, isn’t it? Just strip off your shirt and bra for one minute and show the camera what’s really there. That’s all I’m asking you to do.”

She tried to look shocked: “Are you serious?”

“Of course I am. I can’t get the guys to talk about their sales problems now. All they want to do is to keep asking each other if they’ve seen the way you bounce around at every step. It’s like a bunch of Alaskan trappers sitting around swapping yarns about Big Foot. Well, I’m not interested in legends, I want to see the real proof on a video tape so there’s nothing more to argue about. And when the guys know what I’ve got on the tape they’ll be killing each other to watch the action. So how about it?”

“You want me to go in there and take my clothes off in front of the camera? Is that what you’re asking me to do?” She looked at him with wide open eyes, then down at her front as if just noticing all the weight she was carrying around.

She wasn’t refusing, she was just asking for some more sales work from him before finally agreeing. Every instinct was telling him he had a deal if he just kept working at it.

“Only the top half of your clothes, Aarti. Just so we can scan our eyes over the broad acres and marvel at nature’s bounty. Honestly, we’ll all watch it in a quiet and respectful way, I promise you. I certainly will.”

She shook her head in amused reproof: “I just bet you will. And when will that be?”

“You can keep the tape until you finish work. But I can guarantee that two minutes afterwards I’ll be in that meeting room watching it. After all I deserve a little sneak preview before I pay you, don’t I?”

The woman felt now that she could see what was developing. All this talk about the tape was just a ploy to break the ice, to make her more agreeable to something else after work. Well, Aarti had had a few thoughts about Abhi Shapiro herself. He was tall and well built, a sharp dresser and a smart guy obviously making a lot of money. And she wasn’t all that excited about going back to her parent’s home anyway, especially dragging Junior along with her.

OK, so it was true that Abhi was younger than her, but maybe that could be worked around. If he was trying to say she might play an important role in his life, she ought to consider it. But she mustn’t make herself look to cheap or eager. On the other hand, give him a real good show and he’d be screaming for a date. Turn him down flat and nothing would happen, and nothing was something she’d already got plenty of right now.

“If I were to do it, the door would stay locked the whole time.”

“No problem at all, no problem at all. You can lock it yourself and know it’s secure.”

“How do I know that TV in there isn’t connected up to another one around here? I might be giving a show to everybody in the building.”

“Why would I do anything for the rest of the building? And you know there’s only one TV set in these offices. Check the cable, you’ll see there’s only the one that connects the camera to the recorder and the monitor – everything’s above board, Aarti, I swear it.”

“Abhi, I don’t know about this. . .”

“We’re the only ones here right now, the door will be locked and you’ll be picking up some useful cash. What’s more you’ll be helping me out in a big way. Look, here’s another forty bucks. Stand up right now and walk into that sales room and I’ll give you this forty as a down payment. Come on, Aarti, for me, please?”

She giggled, holding her hands up in front of her face as if too embarrassed to let him see it. He rolled up the a bundle of the Money, leaned forward and carefully slipped it into the top of her shirt: “Please . . .”

She made it seem she was giving in to his pleadings, not to the money: “OK, alright, just for you, just this once. But only as a favor to you.”

Abhi couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe he’d sold her so easily. He fought to hide his triumph. “Great, great. Now go in there and slay them, kid. Break a leg!”

Smiling ruefully, Aarti came out from behind the reception desk. Matching her shirt was a black short skirt slit at the back halfway up her shapely thighs. Abhi led the way to the meeting room and held the door open for her.

“I appreciate this, Aarti, I really do.”

She stopped at the doorway: “But who’s going to answer the phone and deal with any visitors?”

“I will, of course. In you go. Oh, and there’s a tube of body cream on the table as well.” He lifted up his hands and made circular motions with them in front of his chest. “I thought maybe you’d like to rub some of it around a little, just to have something to do. And to make the show a little more interesting.”

Aarti couldn’t help being amused at his nerve: “I’ll have to think about that.” With a last faint smile still on her lips she finally stepped inside the meeting room and shut the door.

Listening carefully, Abhi heard the lock on the other side click shut. Taking a deep breath he wiped his damp palms and headed back to the reception desk, opened the main door and called down the corridor: “Guys!”

It was just afterwards that the door suddenly opened and a stocky middle aged woman in a security guard’s uniform walked into the room swinging a bunch of keys in her hand. She looked calmly at the bare bodies on and around the table and grinned. She had very brown skin and high cheekbones.

“Hi, Seema,” Abhi said as he turned and walked towards her. She noticed the camera and monitor, still running and still recording every detail of the receptionist’s ravishment. The security guard put a finger to her lips, then beckoned him up to the other end of the room, well clear of the camera.

“Hello, Abhi,” she said. “I guessed what was going on in here when I got a phone call from Mumbai from some mother worried that her daughter was at an office party which was getting out of hand.”

“Don’t worry about that, honey, she’s well in hand. In Jithu’s hands anyone.”

Jithu was the only salesman in the room who hadn’t noticed the guard’s arrival. He was clutching Aarti’s tits as he frantically prepared to come in her mouth again. The other guys had stopped stroking and fingering her when the door opened, but were starting again as Abhi and the guard chatted, the woman apparently quite cool about the fact that she was the only one in the room with a stitch of clothing on. In fact she seemed very amused at the whole situation and about Abhi’s brazen answer. What the sales team didn’t know but were beginning to suspect was that Abhi already knew the guard very well.

“You’ll have to get her to phone home again, to let Mom know she’s OK. The thing is, is your girl friend going to be pissed about all this – is she going to cause trouble?”

Abhi shook his head: “With that tape to send home to her folks? No, she’s not going to complain.”

The guard grinned: “Not like me, hey?”

“You were fine once I’d contributed enough to your retirement fund.”

Seema smiled again, turning to watch closely as Jithu yelled out in pleasure at his second coming amidst Aarti’s snorts, shaking her breasts fervently in triumph.

“Jesus Christ, but that’s a lot of woman you’re fucking. I guess I’ll have to ask her if she’s willing to be doing all you guys at once. But I want to stay away from that camera.”

“No problem. By the way, Seema, would you care to join us in a fuck?”

She reached forward and gently squeezed his cock. “Sorry, Abhi, I have to get back to work real soon.”

“That’s OK, Seema, but it would be nice if I could introduce you to the others the same way. A little bit of icing on the cake is always a treat.”

“Sure, why not?”

Aarti suddenly realized she not being touched by anybody, not anywhere. Lifting herself up on elbows she stared around, still half dazed, and then gaping at the security guard and the way she was casually tugging on the guy’s cocks as she was introduced. Even Jithu had joined the end of the line, as surprised and sated as he was.

“Come here, Aarti,” Abhi ordered her.

Ashamed at her condition and her nakedness in front of the other woman, Aarti had to do as he wanted. Abhi and the female guard were facing each other now, his hands on her waist as both of hers stroked him slowly into a fresh arising. He pointed downwards. “On your knees.”

Again, she obeyed, and the woman laughed: “These guys have sure got you well trained, honey. I guess you must like doing what you’re told to.”

Aarti’s thighs were sticky, and so was her face, her hair was falling over her eyes and her breasts felt as if they’d been chewed up by a pack of wild dogs. It was also obvious that the woman in the uniform didn’t care anything about any of that. As for the guys, they were watching everything that the guard was doing to Abhi and obviously eager for some more of the same treatment for themselves.

“Had a phone call about you, Aarti. Your mother thought you might be in some kind of trouble. Seems to me you’re just enjoying yourself though. Seems to me you’re getting a kick out of putting yourself out for the guys in the office. Is that right?”

Aarti gulped, then slowly nodded. “That’s right.”

Seema nodded, then chuckled as Jeethu put his hands up towards her breasts. She slapped his hands, hard. “Stop that, otherwise I’ll have to take your girl friend away. I don’t want wrinkles on my shirt.”

Abhi shrugged, grinned and grunted in satisfaction as she lowered her hands again and worked his foreskin back and forth.

“You’ve been around the block with all these guys already, haven’t you, Aarti? Been fucked four ways and ready for more, hey?”

She bowed her head and muttered: “Yes.”

“Yeah, well it sure seems you’ve got some hard yards to do yet.” The guard giggled and looked down at Abhi’s cock as it grew in her grip.

“Say, Abhi, I think maybe your girl ought to lick this nice and clean for you before you use it again. Aarti, open wide, like a good girl.”

Aarti straightened her back, lifted up her head and opened her lips as the security officer deftly steered Abhi’s cock between them. As soon as the woman’s hands were free she slipped one of them underneath Abhi’s butt, tickling him affectionately behind the balls as Aarti licked his erection without any vestige of restraint.

“Listen, Abhi, talking of retirement funds, maybe we could do some business here. There are a lot of guys in this building who’d like to stay behind after work for a little office party with a piece of ass like this one. They’d pay well for it. I can organize a lot of regular little work outs for her and we’ll split the profit.”

Aarti made a singled choked protest before Abhi gripped her hair and pulled her mouth onto his cock. She swallowed him instantly, the roof of her mouth rubbing against the very tip of his cock as she waited for his response. Seema chuckled and scratched him in a way that jerked him forward and sent Aarti rocking backwards on her haunches.

“How about we dress her up in a uniform like mine and handcuff her before we let the guys have her?”

Abhi thought about that as Seema kept scratching her finger nails along his scrotum. Aarti had stopped blowing him for a second, until a tug on her hair had set her in motion like a nodding clockwork doll again. He felt himself starting to come again and grinned happily. “Yeah, why not? And leave her bent over a executive chair for a good paddling before they guys start stripping her off. Is that a good idea or what?”

Jithu laughed, knelt down behind Aarti and put his hand up underneath her outstretched thighs. The other salesmen also got down and grabbed her tits again. Abhi began gasping with the beginning of his climax and Seema leaned around in front of him, french kissing as he jerked deeply into Aarti’s mouth. In his mind was the feel of a wooden handle in his hand, the tennis table bat hovering over two chairs and two up-raised bottoms, both curvy female asses displayed between a raised skirt and lowered panties. Each pair of buttocks bore the reddened marks of the bat – one of them was Aarti’s, the other was Seema’s – and both the girls were calling out his name as they writhed under his power, as he chose which one to punish and which to pleasure.

And that was exactly what he was going to do with both of them before he let Seema use the tape. Abhi chuckled to himself with glee as worked his tongue against Seema’s and shot his wad deep into Aarti’s throat – boy, was he on a roll.

Aarti later on left for her home. She took the money from Abhi. Whenever she would visit the town she would come to Abhi and with his sales team would fuck her. That was the incentive given by Abhi to his team. Who ever did the best sales he would make her fuck him.

CONTINUED……

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