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Hi everyone. This here is a story of how I seduced my brother in law (husband’s younger bro) to fulfill my weird fantasies. His name was Harsha. I got married at the age of 19 and it was 7 years since my wedding. Harsha was the son of my husband’s uncle and was in 12th at the time of our wedding.

As the wedding dates and his exam coincided he couldn’t make it to the wedding. After that, he got a seat in NIT and used to meet us like for 2 days in a year. He was busy with his own life. Once he graduated he started working in Hyderabad and used to travel to Bangalore frequently to meet his parents.

He would occasionally come to our place as well. Ours was a joint family  – my father in law, me, my husband, my 4-year-old daughter, my husband’s elder brother, his wife and their son.

When Harsha started working in Hyderabad, he weighed nearly 97 kilos and was way overweight. Then he decided to change his lifestyle by working out regularly. Then he came home after 7 months for Diwali and I was totally surprised to see him so lean and fit.

Everyone at home was surprised looking at him. He stayed with us for 3 days and he was really fun to talk to. I then asked him about his Instagram id and started following him. Like every gym going guy, he had posted pics of him working out and other pics with friends.

I really wanted to touch, lick and kiss his abs as long as I possibly could. But I couldn’t get an opportunity until March 2018. One day he called his brother and told him that he has interview calls from IIM and is coming home.

He dropped by and stayed home for nearly 3 weeks attending interviews every other day. These 3 weeks was when he really opened up about his engineering days, his work life and other things. He even told me he wasn’t involved in any relationships as no girl was interested in him as he was fat during his college days. This made me realize that he is still a virgin and I could take advantage of this.

A month later we realized he got accepted from IIM B. Everyone at home was elated. He quit his job and went and stayed in his place native for a week. Then moved in with us for 6 weeks as he got bored there.

Around the same time, my husband’s elder brother’s wife had her second baby and had moved to her parents’ house. And he used to travel a lot. My father in law stayed in the ground floor of the house and there were 3 rooms on the first floor.

Harsha used to stay in the guest room. We had a mini gym and a storeroom on the second floor as everyone at home were fitness freaks. My father in law was in the military and my husband regularly participated in runs and marathons in Bangalore. Off late, I too had started running 5km and 10km runs with my husband.

Sorry for the huge intro. Let me start the story now. Once my husband leaves for work and daughter goes to school, I usually work out from 10.30 to 12 in the morning. Yoga, meditation, and basic cardio was my style.

Seeing the gym, Harsha started working out in the evenings after 3 pm for nearly 2 hours. If I was free I used to ask him the different exercises he was doing and he would explain them to me as he worked out. I rarely listened to what he spoke and used to just stare at him imagining all the different ways we would make out.

When I asked him to teach me a couple of exercises for my lower body he was surprised and replied saying, “You already look great, you don’t look like a married housewife at all, I am surprised to see you so fit and healthy.”

Next day around 10:00 am, there were just 3 of us at home, me, Harsha and my father in law. I asked Harsha to come to teach me a few exercises and he agreed. He taught me to do the basics and asked me how many pushups and pull-ups I can do. I said maximum 5. He told me to practice them every day.

He taught me the basic technique and I suggested that we work out together so that I can learn from him. He agreed and I was so excited.

Now let me describe my figure, I am 5’2 and weigh 53 kilos. I have perfect curves and a figure of 32-26-32. He started with basic calisthenics. He gave me a schedule and told me that he will teach me as much as he can in the next 5 weeks before he left for college.

The schedule went as usual for the first 2 weeks. There were some awkward glances and stares at each other but we decided to move on. Then one day when I was skipping I saw him noticing my boobs as he was running on the treadmill.

Then a couple of days later, he used to take rest or sit on the floor whenever I used to skip. I enjoyed him staring at me and I started to skip daily. A couple of days later while doing push-ups, I strained myself a little too much. My shoulder and triceps region was hurting really bad.

Seeing me in pain, Harsha got me an ice pack and gave it to me. He then suggested that I get a massage done by my husband. Next day I told him that I won’t be joining him today as my back was aching. He asked me why and I told him that my husband didn’t give me a massage.

He worked out all by himself and the next day he suggested he will give one if I am ok with it. I was wearing a normal gym t-shirt and he gave me a shoulder and neck massage. Just his touch on the neck got the juices flowing in my body.

Next day I decided to show up for the workout with my sleeveless t-shirt. He was surprised seeing me like that but decided to ignore that. The shoulder massages continued daily and the time of the massage kept increasing day by day.

I came to understand he started enjoying it too. Then came my periods and I couldn’t work out for the next 5 days. And on the sixth day when he was working out all by himself, I entered the gym room wearing only my sports bra, exposing my navel and hips completely.

He was shocked and stared at me for a couple of seconds and asked me whether it’s fine today. I said yes and started. As I had taken a 5-day break and improper warm-up, my legs, and lower back started hurting really bad that night. Next day I told him this and asked him whether he could massage my legs and back too.

He was reluctant at first and then agreed. To make sure I don’t spook him off on the first day I wore a normal cotton t-shirt. I lay down flat on my tummy and the moment he placed his hands on my hip, my body shuddered.

For the next one week, the routine continued. Massage intervals increased and workouts decreased. Then came the weekend. As my hubby was at home we just worked out normally for 40 minutes and came out.

Then on Monday morning I once again went wearing my sports bra. After the workout, I asked him to massage me. He did my shoulders and triceps and stopped. I asked him to do the back too and he gave me a surprised look. Then he put his towel on my hip and started massaging.

The towel kept slipping due to the sweat and I told him he can remove it as I couldn’t feel the pressure. He was like, “No! How can I touch your hip?” I was like, “What’s wrong?”

He said, “You are married to my brother and I can’t touch you there.” I was like, “If you think touching my hip makes you feel weird and uncomfortable then you see me in a different way.”

I could see the guilt on his face and told him its fine. Then came the moment, he placed his hands on my hips. But instead of massaging, he started caressing and feeling my soft lower back and hips. This went on for more than 5 minutes and I just kept calm.

Then I stopped him and asked when you will start your massage. He felt like a deer caught in headlights and immediately left the room. The rest of the day he tried very hard to have an as minimal conversation with me as possible. Next day I went in wearing a t-shirt and I could see the disappointment on his face.

We finished our workout and I lay down on the mat. Then ten minutes into the massage, I asked him to stop, took my shirt off and lay down again. This was the first time he was seeing me in a normal bra and I could notice he had a hard-on.

He continued caressing my entire back and we both enjoyed it. It was more than 15 minutes and he didn’t want to stop. To tease him more I loosened the bra strap to make sure I was totally backless. He loved it and continued the same. And while massaging he started complimenting my body.

I wanted to fuck him then and there but couldn’t as I knew my father in law was on the ground floor. We stopped for the day. Next day, I decided to tease him a bit more. But today when I took off my t-shirt and lay down, I was completely topless. He was perplexed.

I wanted him to see my breasts and play with them. But I had to be cautious. 10 minutes into the massage, I told him that I am going to turn now so that you can massage my front too. He was like no, this is not happening. I held his hand and told him this will be our secret.

I turned and I could literally see his penis pushing out of his shorts. He locked the room door and started playing with my breasts. This went on for more than 20 minutes and I asked him to stop. Later that day as I was preparing food in the kitchen, he finally made his move.

He hugged me from behind and placed his hand on my hip and slid one inside my t-shirt. I stopped him and yelled at him saying is this how you take advantage of me. He was so embarrassed that he didn’t even come down for dinner that night.

I was upset that he went away. But he was back later and I will tell you all about it in the next story.

Harsha was upset as I shouted at him, but I was upset as well. This is what happened next.

He had told my hubby that he will be going home tomorrow for a couple of days. He went home for the weekend and came back on Tuesday. I opened the door and he dropped his head down and just walked directly upstairs. After a while, I went to his room and he started apologizing profusely.

I had him right where I wanted. I told him that I will forgive him if he does what I tell him to do the next day. As soon as I entered I asked him to take off his shirt. He was like why. I told him you have seen me topless for more than a week and played with me and now it’s my turn. He agreed and took them off.

I started touching his abs and chest and was surprised to see him completely trimmed. I started kissing his abs and chest and went down on one knee and could see the erection. He just stood there. I took off my shirt and top too and went in for a kiss.

But once again he stopped me and, “I was like how can a guy have so much self-control.” I told him to shut up and get on with it. We started kissing each other and I asked him to suck my boobs. I started moaning. He stopped immediately as he didn’t want my father in law to hear.

I went to the bathroom, took out my vibrator and pleasured myself that day. Later that evening he came to me and is like we are going to stop what we are doing. I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted more. So I told him its fine as long as it makes both of us happy.

Then came the day when my hubby had to travel to Gurugram for his work. That night after putting my daughter to bed, I texted him asking what he was doing. He told me he was watching some TV show. I knocked on his door and we started talking.

It was just me and Harsha on the entire floor and my daughter was asleep in the other room. I told him I was scared to sleep alone so I came to talk. We started talking about the past weeks. I was in my nightshirt and I told him I could use a massage now and started unbuttoning it. He closed his laptop, locked the door and we started kissing.

He sucked on my boobs, started squeezing my ass but didn’t have the courage to proceed further. I saw his hard on and told him to relax. I slid my hand inside his shorts and held it. Just as I expected it was completely shaved there. I gave him a wink and asked him whether he knew what was going to happen, but the words did not come out.

I jerked it and told him I wanted to see it. Although it was not as big as my hubby, I was excited. I gave him a hand job twice that night and we cuddled and made out till 3 am. Next day my father in law left home around 9.40 am.

Harsha was still asleep. I asked the maid to leave and immediately came to his room. He was still asleep and I slid my hand in his shorts and started stroking the little guy. A couple of minutes later he realized it wasn’t a dream and literally jumped out.

I told him we have the house for ourselves and gave him a wink. He asked for how long and I told him at least 3 hours. He then said to get ready. We started slowly with the usual massage and foreplay. He was so good and sensual I had an orgasm even before he went down on me.

I removed my tracks and showed him my pussy for the first time. He started slowly by first massaging my inner thighs and then went to the glory hole. He touched, rubbed, pinched and did all he wanted. Seeing the pre-cum and my first orgasm, he asked whether he can suck it.

Then the magic started. It was the best one hour of my life. He was so good and I was literally moaning and screaming. He stimulated my g spot and made me feel like I was in a trance. In between all this, the calling bell rang.

We both were shocked and were struck with fear. I ran to the bathroom and told him to get the door. My father in law returned and the lunch was not ready. He was gone for 3 hours and we didn’t even realize how much we enjoyed making out.

Then came the best weekend of my life when we finally did it. My husband was still out of the station, my elder brother in law had gone to meet his wife and newborn kid. And luckily my father in law decided to go to the native place to discuss some agricultural issue with Harsha’s dad.

So it was just me, him and my daughter at home. Saturday morning we went to a movie and came back. In the evening we went to a park where my daughter started playing with other kids. I allowed her to play an hour longer so that she’ll be tired and will be sound asleep the entire night.

As we waited in the park, I kept teasing him saying what is going to happen tonight and he was excited as hell. As we were returning I asked him to purchase a pack of condoms. We reached home around 7.30 and he ordered food from Swiggy.

We had dinner and watched the movie IT. I went upstairs to my room and put my daughter to bed. Then I went to his room. As he was in the guest room and the bed was small, I told him we will go to the master bedroom downstairs.

He hugged me from behind and started kissing me on the neck, I took off my nightie and stood completely naked in front of him. He took off his clothes and pulled me into the bathroom. He turned on the cold shower and we were completely wet and shivering.

But he hugged me tightly and started kissing me all over. He then carried me to the bed and started kissing me. He gave me a blanket and told me to widen my legs. He directly went in with a kiss and all of this ensured my body was warmed up.

He went on with it for nearly an hour and we had nothing to worry as we had the whole weekend. I then told him that I want you inside. He said he will go get the condoms from his room. But I stopped him and told him to lie down.

I wanted to be in control so I told him to lie down. I pushed his cock inside and started fucking him in the cowboy position. I went at my own pace and finally, he came after some 20 minutes. I was impressed he lasted 20 minutes despite it being his first time. Then after a couple of minutes, we changed to lunge position.

I was tired and told him to come on top. He started with the usual drill and missionary. I was screaming and moaning so loud that I had to bite the bedsheet to keep my voice down. The raw hot penis throbbing inside made me cum and I let out a huge scream. But he kept going and a couple of minutes later he cummed inside of me.

We were both tired that I just lay on top of him. After a couple of minutes, I woke up, and went and cleaned myself up. I came back to the bed, we cuddled for a while and he carried me back to my room. We fell asleep and my daughter woke me up around 8 am the next morning.

I was so tired to even walk down the stairs. I made breakfast and woke him up. We were so tired that we didn’t do anything till the evening. We again took my daughter to the park and came back. As tomorrow was a Monday and my daughter had school, I told him no sex tonight.

He was disappointed but he understood. As I was a bit scared to sleep alone with my daughter, I asked him to sleep in my room with a bed on the floor. He agreed and we all went to sleep. Around 1 am when I woke up to go to the washroom I noticed that he was still awake.

I checked his WhatsApp last seen and it was recent like five minutes ago. He was turning the other side and sleeping. Seeing him like that turned me on and I decided to have some fun. I took off my clothes and slept next to him.

He was sleeping sideways and I put my hand on his shoulder. He was like, “Chinnu is sleeping.”  I told him to shut up and slipped my hand inside his shorts and started stroking it. He cummed and he turned towards me and was surprised to see me naked.

We both went to his room and started making out again. The next 6 to 7 days we were so confident that we used to have sex in the gym room, trying different positions from the Kamasutra book until he finally left for college.

His term exams get over next week and I just can’t wait to meet him again. Sorry for the lengthy story guys. But I had to tell about my happiness to someone and this here was the perfect platform.

Dear friends this is my 1st story. If you like it please send an email at [email protected].

It was last year in December. I went to Jaisalmer as was having 3 days off. I took a tent in sand dunes and was just drinking beers and staring at sexy ladies. My eyes fell on this lady who was around 37-40 years old with a fair complexion and heavy boobs and a figure I later knew 38C-34-38.

She was in a tent beside me with her hubby. All day my eyes were searching for her and following her. In the night we were watching Rajasthani dance and drinking beer. Her hubby had drunk too much and was still going on drinking.

I was staring at her and my dick was throbbing in my track pant, without boxers forming a big tent. She was wearing a yellow suit with a low cut showing her sexy cleavage and salwar. I was smiling at her continuously and every now and the standing and showing up my bulge.

I was dancing close to her and the next time I sat beside her hubby. As his hands trembled to make a drink I helped him and came to know they were from Chandigarh. I became friendly to him and made him drink more and staring at her more. I saw a smile on her face and her eyes fell on my bulge every now and then.

It was around 11:30 pm and as people started leaving, I saw her hubby was struggling to walk. I said I will help and walked with his hands on my shoulder and my hand on his waist. I was staring at the lady swinging her sexy ass.

As we entered the tent I softly brushed my bulge on her sexy big round ass and my dick throbbed feeling her soft ass. I helped to lay her hubby who was almost asleep. I said I here for 3 days was happy to hear they were also here for 4 days.

All the while I was staring at her sexy big boobs. I came closer and asked if she would like to have a beer. She agreed but outside the tent. I bought a beer and sat close to her chatting. I came to know she was married for the last 15 years and had 1 son 12 years old, who had not come because of school.

I admired her beauty and she said you good at flirting. I said I’m saying the truth and came a bit closer. I was happy seeing the effect of the drinks as her eyes staring at my bulge. I took courage and whispered in her ear you are too beautiful and sexy.

I was slowly chatting with her and my hand slowly slid in her thighs. She smiled and asked I know what you are looking at since morning and following me. I smiled and said, “Yes I have never seen such a sexy woman than you,” and pressed her pussy area.

She looked at her hubby’s room and at the same time I licked her earlobe and whispered, “He is too drunk and sleeping. He won’t get before tomorrow at 10 am.”

She smiled and put her hand on my dick over track pants and my dick throbbed. She smiled said, “You seems too eager.” I kissed her neck, pressing her pussy at the same time and whispered, “You made me, madam, from morning he is just standing for you,” and winked.

My other hand on her shoulder was feeling her silky skin and slowly moving towards her side boob. I squeezed a bit harder and she moaned. I whispered softly and put my lips on hers and sucked them hard, biting her lower lip, pushing my tongue deeper into her mouth and sucking her saliva.

My dick was throbbing under her hand as she pressed it harder. I now slid my hands in her suit and pressed her boobs harder feeling the softness while sliding my other hand in her salwar and feeling her moist pussy lips. I asked her to come to my room.

She was a bit afraid I rubbed her clit and whispered, “He won’t get up. I promise.”

She agreed. Ss soon we reached my tent, I closed the door and hugged her tight from behind, pressing my dick harder in her ass crack. My hands were squeezing her big boobs and my tongue was all out licking her neck area. I undressed her and pushed her onto the bed.

I was too horny and I spread her legs and started licking from toe sucking it and slowly moving up, giving love bites on her ankles and thighs. Her pussy aroma was making me horny. I put my lips on her pussy lips and kissed softly while my hands squeezed her big boobs.

I bit her on her clit softly and pulled it, licking her pussy lips. Her moans were making me hornier and she was loving my tongue as her body was twisting. I pushed my tongue deeper into her pussy and licked her juices.

Oh God, she was having an orgasm. I inserted my finger in her ass rim at the same time, drinking all her juices. I stood and kissed her, making her taste her juices and my saliva mixed. I stood close to her face and rubbed my dick head on puffy lips while my hands squeezing her big round boobs.

“Suck it darling I wanna make your Jaisalmer trip unforgettable,” and pulled her erect nipples. She slowly rubbing her tongue on my dick all over and slowly took it in. She had a great mouth.

I squeezed her boobs harder as she slowly took my 8″ dick half in. It was difficult to control but never enjoyed so much. The thought of her hubby sleeping in the next room was making me hornier.

I took out my dick and spread her thighs, gave a hard thrust making my half dick slides in her dripping cunt. She moaned louder and I started banging harder making my dick slides deeper with every thrust.

I held for a second, looked at her. She was asking to fuck her and I smiled, teasing her, taking out my dick. I rubbed my dick head on her clit and suddenly with full force pushed my dick all in. She was gasping. I was spanking her big ass with every thrust, making my lund slid deeper, hitting deeper and she was moaning loudly.

To be continued.

Hi, I am Vema, aged 28 with an athletic body and 7″ hard dick. I’m married to Smitha who is a sex bomb. This story happened when Smitha went to her native place for delivery. I am working in an MNC company as a project manager. I have a good respect in the company and all was going well.

One day a beautiful lady was appointed by our company and she was going to work as my assistant. Her name was Swathi, aged 25 with 38-28-36 huge lemons. Everyone in company stared at her as they want to fuck her on the spot. She became very close to me and we shared our thoughts and personal matters.

One day it was raining heavily in evening and we could not move. In the evening at 7:00 pm it stopped. Then we left office. She asked me to drop her at her house on my bike as the buses were not running. I accepted and started.

After some time the rain started again and we reached my house. Swathi’s house is 6 km far from my house and she stays with her friend. She called her friend and said that she can’t come home today due to rain.

Me: Swathi you can stay at my house tonight.
Swathi: Okay.

We were fully drenched as we entered my house. I had seen her clearly, her clothes were clinging to her body and her huge boobs are poking out.

Me: You can go to that room and fresh up.
Swathi: I need clothes to wear
Me: I will give you my wife’s clothes.

I searched for clothes and given tees and track pants.

Swathi went to the bathroom and changed her clothes. She wore my wife’s clothes then came outside. I changed my clothes in the bedroom itself. I was shocked by seeing her because the tee shirt was too tight and her boobs shape was clearly visible.

Me: Where are your drenched clothes?
Swathi: In the bathroom.
Me: You can dry those in the bedroom.
Swathi went inside and brought her clothes, including her bra and panties.

Me: I think your size is larger than my wife’s.
Swathi: What size?
Me: I mean the tee shirt is tight to you that’s why I asked you.
Swathi: Ya but what size you said?

Me: Nothing.
Swathi: You can say without any hesitation I don’t mind.

Me: Your boobs size.
Swathi: Oh you are talking about my boobs? Those are size 38. What’s your wife’s size?
Me: 34.

Swathi: I think you know her sizes perfectly?
Me: Ya I am her husband I know each and every part of her body and her shapes.
Swathi: Super everyone needs like you as a husband. My hubby is just a normal.
Me: Your marriage is fixed?
Swathi: Ya.

Me: So many members will die in our company (laughing).
Swathi: Why?
Me: You are a fantasy queen of bed to them.
Swathi: Your fantasy dream?

Me: My wife.
Swathi: Now your wife went to delivery so you are not missing her?
Me: I am missing her each night
Swathi: Okay you are missing just at night only?

Me: Ya we make every night.
Swathi: what you will make?
Me: Sex.
Swathi: Chee.

Me: What Chee after your marriage you also have to do it
Swathi: How will you do every night?
Me: Without clothes
Swathi: I am not asking you about clothes or without clothes. I’m asking you which style.

Me: I like a doggy.
Swathi: Really?
Me: Ya it’s super experience (getting hard).
Swathi: Do you use condoms to fuck your wife?

Me: Sometimes.
Swathi: (seeing my erection) I think you are in the mood to do sex.
Me: Ya but my wife is not here.
Swathi: Oh so sad.

Me: Don’t show pity on me just help me.
Swathi: I will help you definitely. (removed her tees and the boobs are free now)
Me: I think these are the biggest boobs I had ever seen.

I removed my shirt, pant and my underwear also now I became naked with an erection.

Swathi: Wow it’s big!
Me: Start sucking.

She started sucking my dick. Then I took a condom from the drawer and gave it to her. She put a condom on my dick with her mouth. I was pressing her boobs and removed her track pants. She was cleanly shaven.

I started smooching for 5 minutes and I went down to her pussy licking with the tongue. She is moaning heavily and I inserted my dick slowly in her pussy. She is not a virgin. I started stroking and increased speed.

She was moaning and I was going to cum. Then I removed my condom and I cummed inside her and removed my dick from inside.

Then we went out for dinner. Everyone was staring at her as her boobs are big. We finished dinner and returned to the home in the rain. When entering home we immediately removed our clothes.

She was in doggy style and we fucked hard till midnight. We took some photos while fucking. She was sucking my dick and again it became hard we started missionary style we fucked till morning in different styles.

In the morning also it was raining heavily, so she stayed at my place. We went to the bathroom and she was ready for another session. We fucked in the bathroom. I applied soap to her body, her nipples were erect and I was pressing her boobs and massaging.

We finished bathing and dried each other. That day we stayed naked and fucked many times, she had given a good blowjob and drank my sperm.

She went home in the evening. The next day she came to the office and said, “I am fully yours if you want to fuck I am ready at any time. From that day onwards, whenever there is a chance, we start fucking at my home.

She became a sex addict and most of the days she stayed in my house till my wife came. We started Skype calls and sex talk on Mobile. It continued until her marriage. After her marriage, she went to another city. But we are in touch till now. She has become more beautiful than before.

I love the monsoon season. The relief from the heat of summer and the sudden promise of life anew can be felt everywhere. The smell of rain, the nice hot tea and snacks available everywhere make it something of a relief for many. It also brings a sense of romance in people as they take trips around the city.

I was based in Pune during one such monsoon. After the sweltering dry heat had left the first showers were welcome. It was also the season where I was single and was hoping to enjoy some good sexual experience from men. Being part of a finance firm I was surrounded by the extremely rich clients and senior management who I knew enjoyed me.

They would give anything for lifting my office skirt and pound my pussy into their office desk. I had been in office sexual situations in other parts of the country working for the same firm. But Pune was a little too decent for my taste. I needed satisfaction and I had a plan.

Business attire for me was mainly pencil skirts which were mid-thigh length accompanied by heels, a blouse and sometimes a blazer. Women in the organization did wear similar clothing, but I was one of the few that was ogled at by all.  During the rainy season as I was using my Vespa Scooter to go to work, which was close by.

I would wear a nice waterproof black overcoat which covered my clothes and went a little over my knee while standing. One day I just needed the attention of someone and decided to leave the office while wearing the overcoat over just my lingerie.

I headed to the girl’s washroom and removed my clothing to cover my lingerie self with just the overcoat. Putting my clothes in my backpack I left. Disappointingly no one noticed at the office as they had seen me wearing this overcoat every day and nothing felt out of place.

I thought maybe riding in the traffic on the scooter would get me attention from the crowds, but the rains made everyone just rush by. I was not the kind to give up. I decided to step up my game and wore nothing in the coming few days under my overcoat while leaving the office in the evening.

Sadly still no one noticed. I had to take the bold action now. I had been an exhibitionist and loved showing off in public to strangers. Like the time in college where I showed ‘by mistake’ my nipple to the professor or bending over to show my pantyless pussy from under my skirt at random locations.

I knew where to strike. I avoided crowded places and always loved the less crowded shops or malls where it was possible. I had scouted a few roadside tea stalls, a grocery store where people went less, a park and a few other locations. I decided to visit them one by one over the week.

It was a Wednesday drizzle while I was heading to the grocery store. Nude under my overcoat, I was prepared to show my lovely self to someone lucky. I parked my scooter and entered the store. Noticing that the food isles were where people were the most I headed to the hardware section where no one easily goes or can see me in the corner.

My heels made noise on the tiles as my open hair was damp with rain. With my hands in my overcoat pockets, I walked down. Nothing gets easily noticed than a woman showing legs, on heels and having wet hair. I could feel the eyes of men specifically as I walked past. Employees were waiting to see where I go.

I casually walked to the hardware section to check out the step ladders. As I fawned interest in the different ladders one young thin salesman came close to help and provide sales advice.

“How much is this ladder ?” I asked pointing at a plastic covered stainless steel ladder. He immediately jumped at the question to open the ladder up and make it stand to show the height. I knew I had his attention.

With a hard accent, he said, “It’s a 5 feet ladder which is lightweight and easily storable. The price would be around 4700 rupees. I assure you Madamji it’s durable and useful at home for odd jobs.”

I pursed my lips and I knew I didn’t need it but his worship and desire to satisfy was evident. “Sounds good. But I hope it is well balanced for people wanting to use it alone. I don’t want to fall down.” I stated as an interested customer.

“No Madamji it’s well balanced and can be used alone. Let me show you,” he said as he climbed up the ladder and stood at the topmost wrung to look down. I knew I had a chance as I looked up.

I slightly adjusted my overcoat lapel and collar to reveal cleavage a little more. As he looked down I could see his eyes widen as he looked away for a second only to look back. I had caught my fish with the bait.

I slowly moved my wet hair to one side as I looked up pushing my chest out and one hand on my hip and I looked up and asked, “Do you think it will keep balance if I climbed with my heels ?”

He gulped trying to look into my eyes by being drawn to my D cups to mouth a dry “Yes Madamji.” I gestured him to come down and as I climbed I acted to be scared and told him to hold the ladder below. I went up and bent forward to show him my lady parts from under my overcoat.

As I reached the top I knew he had seen my shaved pussy between my waxed legs. As I turned around to get that familiar hungry expression. I looked up and smirked and came down the ladder.

“Good, I like the ladder,” I stated as I put my hand on his shoulder. I turned around and told him that the ladder was to be used for a modeling shoot, where women would wear heels. Hence I had asked the questions I did. I then took out my phone as said I wanted to see how it looked on camera and asked if I could get a few photos as I posed with it.

He was ready to be my little puppy. I said take a few and I will decide to buy. He agreed and I went to work. As he got ready with my camera, I went to the ladder looked around to make sure no one was there and slowly opened the belt of my overcoat to reveal the front.

I then turned around exposing my front with my breasts and pussy exposed as I put on leg on the ladder step. I could hear the click of my phone camera as he took pictures while gulping and looking around. I did the next pose of climbing halfway and the dropping of the coat down my back to my ass and looked back.

I then came down and turned around and went under the ladder and posed scantily there. The clicks continued and I quickly went back to him covering my front. I looked at the pictures I made sure to touch his arm elbow with my breasts and look in closer.

“Good clicks, this ladder will do I think. You helped me a lot, thanks,” I stated.
He was flushed and I knew his little friend was already hard. He laughed nervously and said, “Thank you Madamji, but you were very beautiful and hot.”

“Aww, you are cute!” I said and pecked him on his cheek. My red lipstick left a slight mark. Before he could recover, I took one of his hands and placed it on my breasts and said: “Promise you won’t tell anyone about our little photoshoot?”

My one hand felt the erection from his pant front. He looked down at me as said “Madamji, you are my goddess. I will never tell anyone.” His second hand reached for my other breasts as he bent down to suck on my nipples.

I was wet already but I knew this public place was not a good idea to get caught. He cupped my breasts and sucked me like a baby wanting milk from his mother. I could feel his thirst.

I slowly pushed him and said, “I will come back later to buy the ladder,” and I started to close my overcoat front and tied the belt. He was aroused and before he could do anything I walked away and went outside quickly.

I drove away in the rain but the wetness from the raindrops was nothing compared to the wetness in my pussy.

To be continued.

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Hi, myself Mr.A. I am 6 feet tall with an average sized tool. This is a real-life story which happened in my life recently. I recently joined a firm in Hyderabad as a software engineer and there were other people who joined recently with me. So one of the persons was Lekha. She was short, having 35-28-34 body measurements, and brown and dusky skin color. My work desk and hers were side by side.

One day, she came in a sleeveless top which was showing her armpits and side boobs. She was working and I was also indulged in my work.

After some time when I looked at her, I saw her boobs (slightly) through her sleeveless top and her clean shaved armpits. The sight was giving me a turn on and my penis was erect in no time. Lekha noticed it too and started laughing!

I tried to distract myself and continued doing my work. But from that day onward, she used to talk with me more and I didn’t know what made our relationship like that, maybe she also liked the previous day’s incident.

After that, she started exposing her body more such as her hips in saree and more of her cleavage. She would sit in a way that I could enjoy the best view of her body. Lekha also started touching me more while working.

Soon, we used to chat more and share double meaning jokes. I also always tried to touch her back often and she never stopped me. We used to talk about all kind of topics.

It was one late night, we were so busy with a project for one month and finally, we completed it. I was very happy and only me and Lekha were left in the office and I said out of excitement: “Finally, I can have sex after 1 month”.

She was surprised and asked: “What?!”

Me: Due to the tension of this project, I didn’t have time for my personal life for one month and now I can have some time for myself.
Lekha: You have a girlfriend?
Me: No.
Lekha: Lol. Whom will you have sex with, then?
Me: With call girls most of the time or with some aunties.

She was surprised by my bold answer and winked at me and said, “Always use protection”. I smiled and said, I will.

We left and later that night, she messaged ‘all the best’ with a wink. The next morning, she was smiling at me most of the times.

Me: Why are you laughing?
Lekha: Nothing yaar.
Me: Tell me na.
Lekha: I was just imagining what you did last night.

Me: Don’t imagine, I couldn’t find anybody.
Lekha: Why?
Me: I was not interested in call girls anymore.
Lekha: Ok. If you want anything, I can help. (and winked at me).

I was shocked. So I asked,

Me: What kind of help?
Lekha: Anything.

My phone made a sound and I looked into my phone. It was a hot picture of her and it turned me on instantly! I looked at her and she was smiling differently now. I understood what was happening and where it was going. From that day, we used to sex chat and exchange nudes even though I knew she was married.

So we wanted to move forward and asked her about it and fixed a date but she had one condition.

Me: What is it?
Lekha: It may sound little crazy but I want my husband to watch us fuck.

I was shocked by that.

Lekha: Don’t get tensed.

And then she explained to me how her husband likes to watch her having sex and all that stuff and also told me it is known as ‘cuckold’.

So the day came. I went to her house. After a small talk, she took me to her bedroom. Her husband was there sitting in a corner and watching us. She told me not to worry. She told me I can use her as I please and also said that if I want, I can use her husband too.

Lekha then placed her hand on my dick and turned towards her husband.

Lekha: Are you enjoying this babe?

Her hubby nodded yes and she was already stripping. She removed my clothes too.

Lekha: Oh my god, it is bigger than my husband’s cock.

And I can see the humiliation on her husband’s face but to my surprise, he was enjoying it!

I felt a rage inside me which was making me wild. I pulled her by her hair and started to kiss her lips deeply and biting them. She was moaning a little and the kiss lasted for 10 minutes. My hands were squeezing her boobs and she kept moaning. Later, she started to give me a blowjob. It felt like heaven and I started to call her ‘bitch’ and she replied, “Yeahhhh I am your bitch. Do whatever you wanna do”.

In the meantime, her hubby had already leaked watching the horny side of his wife with another guy. Seeing that, Lekha ordered her to lick his own cum. He was obeying her and started licking it. I started to suck her boobs and bite them.

“Ahh.. ahhhhh.. yeahhhhh.. bite them.. ahhhhh” she moaned.

Now I asked her husband to hold her hands and then I started to lick her armpits. She was in heaven and was moaning even louder.

“Ahhhhh shhhhh ahhhhh yeahhhhhh shhhhh shhhhh” and she had her orgasm after a minute. Being fully into the cuckold action, I ordered her husband to clean it. He came near and started to lick it.

Meanwhile, I was sucking her boobs and bareback and biting her nipples. She was in cloud 9 and moaning like anything. Her screams were so loud. Then I spanked her ass and she enjoyed it.

I started to finger her pussy and she was begging me to fuck her. But I played more with her. She leaked two more times in between. Then I started to rub my dick on her pussy and she was crying and begging me to fuck her. Slowly, I inserted my tool and started to fuck her.

She was enjoying it and moaning like, “Ahhhh ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkk meeeeeee ahhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhh” and also humiliating her husband by saying, “Babe, he is so good than you and I am a slave of his dick.”

Her husband was enjoying all this. I fucked her like that for the next 20-30 minutes and finally, I cummed in her mouth. She kissed her husband with my cum in her mouth. Like that, it continued for some more time.

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Hi all, I am Suhas, 20 years old from Bangalore doing my graduation. I look normal but my life isn’t anything ordinary. Well, I am a proud mother fucker.

I lost my dad when I was 10. He left mom and me unexpectedly but with a good amount of wealth to lead a smooth life. However, even after my dad’s demise my mom Lekha continued her profession as an HR in a private company.

My mom and dad were very close to each other. Let alone fight, I never saw them even engaged in arguments. Losing a good companion was too much for my mom and she got into the habit of drinking. She never goes to bed without a minimum of two pegs.

As I reached PUC, I started noticing her, or was she making sure that I notice her body? Wasn’t sure then. She always used to wear a bermuda and a t-shirt at home but due to my growing up, I also started to notice she doesn’t wear a bra while at home. Also, nowadays I feel she stares at me while I am busily engaged in some thoughts.

Since the days, I started to take bath myself it was a norm for mom to bathe me once a week, after oiling my hair. This custom continued even when I got into college. But one Sunday it was different. While soaping me up, she rubbed my crotch above the underwear. I felt it unusual but before giving too much thought about it, I was semi-hard.

Mom put out a laugh and said, “Oh, my boy has grown up”. I was too shy or confused to reply. But the moment didn’t last long, she just continued to wash out the soap massaging my head. And the day went on just like any other Sunday.

But in the evening, she took out the glass and came near the TV. She usually drinks sitting in the hall. Generally while watching TV, my presence doesn’t matter much. She shall watch whatever channel I watch and only when I am not interested in anything, she watches her choices. She came in with drinks, glass, and chips and asked me to get ice for her.

After taking a gulp, she asked: “So?”

I looked at her with a curious face.

“So, how is college going on?”
“Good,” I replied.

I got that she was in a good mood to talk. “So what do you think about changing the car?” I asked her.

“Hmm. Yeah, thinking about it, need something really good this time.”

She had actually test driven a couple of cars the weekend. She told me she doesn’t want a sedan or SUV, she needed a small car but powerful and packed with features. Our conversation went on for some time.

Suddenly, out of the blue, she asked me: “How often do you masturbate?” I was taken aback but it’s normal for me to expect the unexpected questions while she is drinking, but this one I felt too awkward to answer. I just looked blank at her.

She continued, “I know you are grown up.” But being blank, I started to stare at her boobs. Her pointed nipples were visible even if you not wish to see. She looked down at what I was seeing and then looked up at me with a smile.

“Wish to see my boobs?” without waiting for my answer she pulled the t-shirt from its neck onto the shoulders which made her right boob pop out. Her 39-year-old dusky boobs were nice and shapy, but I was somewhat confused to respond to her. She got up and came to my sofa and directly put her hands at my cock. My mom Lekha felt my cock over the night pant I was wearing, my underwear was holding it tight inside.

“Mmm..” when I heard this murmuring from her, she had already put her hand inside my underwear holding and pressing my cock.

I looked at her with an expression speaking what the hell are you doing. But she smiled and winked at me before taking my cock out.

“Mmmm.. My boy is no more a boy” saying that she started to suck my manhood. It was very much unexpected. I was confused but also hard without any effort. So I just sat back and started to enjoy her tongue over my cock.

Mom then went on to my balls and then when she tip-tongued me between my balls.

“Woooow aaah” I almost shouted. She giggled and immediately took the head. Then rolling her eyes she gave me a slutty look, sucking my cock to its length in a very slow motion. She then increased the pace with her head moving up and down like a piston.

I couldn’t remember how long she sucked me like that. Maybe for 10 minutes BUT for me, it felt like ages. Then I heard her moaning, “Hmmmm…. Mmmm.. Mmmmm” as soon as my loads started to hit her throat. I could feel that I Am being emptied with a 5 hp pump working inside me.

Mom, sucking and drinking my cum, signaled ? (super) with her hand. And uff, I stated panting. She sucked for a minute more and then went towards her drink. She emptied which was already left in her glass and poured some more whiskey onto the ice. I pulled back my pant. She had a few sips and smilingly said, “You shoot a heavy load, young man.”

But after a minute, she pushed herself back, took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling. When she looked down, I saw tears in her eyes. I was into another confusion before coming out from the other one. I asked her what happened all of a sudden.

“Son, do you know why I drink every day?”

“No, it never bothered me.”

“I like sex very much”, she got into a monologue. “When your dad was there, we used to have sex every night and sometimes even a session in the early morning. I actually can’t sleep without having sex, that’s why I drink and make myself get to sleep in slumber.”

I tried to console her, “Ok, I have never complained about your drinking habit.”

But she continued, “I can’t have sex when I need, I don’t want to marry again and this society doesn’t look well at a widow who hands out with men. I don’t want to make my name a talking subject.”

Then she looked at me and asked, “Suhas, will you think ill of me?”

“No, mom. why? You have actually struggled yourself in life.”

“Looking at you, grown up, I could not resist you. Hence today morning I checked your hardness and now felt like giving it a try, do you feel bad and ill about your mom?”

I too was a bit sad hearing her plight but didn’t want to show it off. I just said, “Mom, I am your boy. Boy toy maybe.”

“Hey, you’ve become naughty,” she giggled.

“Not until you sucked me down there” I poked her. “You bloody mother fucker” she yelled but with a smile. This is the first time I actually saw her behaving like a teenage girl. She was still wearing a t-shirt and a bermuda. Hearing the word ‘mother fucker’ from my own mom made me crazy and I jumped over her like a tiger on a deer. I took out her t-shirt and started to suck her boobs like a hungry puppy.

She bending her back to pop out the boobs more for her son to suck, was busy removing her bermuda with one hand while the other she was holding the boob to my mouth moaning, “Ooo.. Ooo… Suck.. Suck it boy suck it… Mmm.”

After removing her bermuda, she held my cock and stroked while still feeding her boobs to me. I then shifted to the other boob while kneading the other. I started to hear all the filthy words from my mom and she was loving every inch of it. Stroking my cock, she also rubbed her pussy lips up and down.

“Oh.. I can’t wait.. Can’t wait.. Put it in.” I could see a hurry in her all of a sudden. But I wanted another blow job from her. I said, “Not yet, mom” and immediately changing my position, I took my mouth towards her pussy giving my cock for her to suck in 69.

It was not even 3 minutes of licking, she started to flood and she couldn’t control. Her hips raised up and she was murmuring something. She couldn’t speak with my cock stuffed in her mouth. I got up with an erect cock. I could see her panting, “Uff.. Uff.. Tell me, really.. Have you ever fucked a woman before?”

“No, mom. I wasn’t even thinking of it until now” I said.

“Hmm.. You have a wonderful tongue. I was never like this before” saying so, she spread her legs wide and pulled me holding my erect dick.

“Fuck me now” she placed my cock over her pussy saying this. I gave it a push and wow, I could feel all the warmth inside. I never knew how a pussy felt like, but lucky to have it the first time in my mom.

“Mom, I didn’t know I came from such an exciting place,” I said to her along with my thrusts. But she was unable to speak, all she could utter was “Huh.. Huh..” matching my strokes. The look on her face was something amazing. Her eyes half shut and lips trembling. I banged, banged and banged. Maybe because I had already cum once, I didn’t cum at all for half an hour.

Meanwhile, we changed position to doggy. She went on all fours over the sofa and I pushed from behind. Then she made me sleep over the mat and sat over me but in a couple of minutes, I felt her pumping too slow and got up holding her. With she taking position over my waist and holding my neck, I started to pound her standing. Wow, this was very good. With every stroke, I could feel my cock hitting her walls deep inside.

Then I put her back to missionary and erupted. And then when I took my cock out, I saw half of the black sofa covered with my mom’s fluids. I showed it to her. She hugged me and kissed my lips romantically, then said, “You made me a woman again.”

I just winked at her. We had another round in the bedroom and woke up next day having early morning sex. Then on, there was nothing to hide in between us. After a month, we went on a tour which I shall tell you some other day.

Thanks for hearing the wonderful incident in my life.

Narrated by Sumith, [email protected].

I enjoy reading erotic incidents happening between people and I waited for a long time thinking when will such things happen in my life. After the first time, I got used to this kind of adventures. Who cares about my personal details, so I’ll skip all these and go straight to the incident.

I was traveling from Chennai to Coimbatore on a semi-sleeper bus. I booked the second window seat which was on the right side. I was hoping that a lady would sit in my front seat and to my luck, a young lady boarded the bus and sat right there!

When she was arranging her luggage, I saw her boobs protruding as she was raising both her hands to keep her bags up. OMG! I was mesmerized by the bounces. Unfortunately, her husband also stepped onto the bus, he helped her with the luggage and they both took their seats.

I had a gut feeling that I’ll have some fun tonight. The bus started from Koyambedu and was heading towards Perungalaghur. To try my luck, I placed my right foot in the seat in front of me and gave a gentle press. She must have felt that press over the seat and I expected her to turn back and see who it is.

To my surprise, she didn’t turn back but kept her right elbow over the window frame. I didn’t know whether to progress or not. So I just left my feet over there and waited for the driver to put off the lights. A million thoughts crossed my mind about this situation.

I was puzzled to see that the lady was talking to someone on the phone. The husband went to sleep after turning to his left. My adjacent seat was empty and a guy occupied the seat in Vandalur. I was cursing that guy as when so many vacant seats are there on the rear side of the bus, why didn’t he go there and sleep comfortably.

Meanwhile, I slowly pushed my feet in between the seats very carefully. I felt that it touched her back a little. My legs started shivering and when I was about to remove my feet, I saw that she lifted her back, and sat by pressing her ass on my feet. Her butt was soft and I closed my eyes to feel the softness.

I didn’t want to lose the opportunity of feeling her softness and at the same time, I needed to get rid of the guy sitting to my left. So without removing my right foot, I tried to turn to my left in a way that I’m feeling discomfort and stretched my left leg near that guy. He understood my discomfort and went looking for a vacant seat someplace else.

2 minutes later he returned and took his stuff and went back. I thought this is my day and tried to relax by sipping some water. When I took my right foot down to give a stretch, she turned back slowly with puzzled eyes, as if to ask why I removed my feet.

It made me go crazy, so I made myself comfortable and waited for her next reaction. Seeing no action from me, she kept her right hand back over her head. I could see the reflection in the window that she is trying to look back from the corner of her eyes.

This was the signal I was waiting for, luckily the driver put off the lights and it was pitch dark inside the bus, as it had already crossed the toll gate. I gently put my feet again in between the seat and moved slowly till it touched the soft bun.

I made small movements with my toes and saw that she is closing her fist slowly. I was unable to press more than that so waited for her to react. She slowly removed her right hand from the backrest and pressed the button to slide her seat back.

She turned to her left and saw that her husband was sleeping in the same position. She lifted her salwar top and sat in the same position. I then slowly leaned forward and kept my head in the front of the seat. With my right hand, I pressed the side of the front seat.

I wanted her to realize that I’m willing to go further. There was no response, so I slowly placed my fingers on the hand rest of her seat and waited for her to move. Soon, she placed her hand on my fingers and acted like she dropped her hand in sleep.

Now it was difficult for me to remove my fingers. As I was struggling, another toll gate came and with the jerk of the bus, she acted like she just woke up and removed her hand. I took my hand back. Again she went back to the original position after crossing the toll gate.

I took my hands between her arms and body and with the move of the bus, my fingers touched her in between her waist and breasts. To make sure if she is aware, I touched the inner side of her arms. It was like velvet and I was wondering how her boobs would be.

My 8-inch tool was erect and made a tent inside. I raised my fingers and touched her underarm, it was warm. I left my fingers there for a couple of minutes and slowly brought it down by rubbing her side boobs. I expected her to react, but she didn’t, this gave me the confidence to proceed.

Then I ran one finger over her side boobs, no response yet. So I moved my fingers one by one and at last four fingers were on her right boob and thumb finger holding her side. Gently pressed and it was like a velvet sponge ball. I felt some wetness inside my pant and was so horny. I didn’t want to waste any time, so I removed my thumb and cupped her right boob softly without pressing.

Suddenly the next toll gate came. I removed my palm from her boob and kept it on her hand rest by touching her elbow, to indicate that I’m still there.

As soon as the bus crossed the toll gate, I straight away kept my palm on her right boob and gave a slight squeeze. Seeing no reaction from her, I started pressing it more. For the first time, she reacted when I held her nipple in between my fingers. She raised her head to see if her husband is awake and rested again and this time close to the window.

After squeezing the right boob for some time, I tried to touch her left boob but it was very difficult as I have to put my entire arm in between the seat and the window. Surprisingly she slightly turned to her right and gave access to her left boob. I realized how desperate she is in need of some fun.

I caressed her left boob for a long time and I almost decided to take my left hand on the other side and hold both her boobs. But then I don’t want her to be in trouble if her husband or someone wakes up. It was going well and as a show stopper, another toll gate came.

So I moved my palm to her right boob and she turned back to normal. I removed my hand completely and placed it back on her boob after a couple of minutes. The fondling of nipples, rubbing her rib, pressing her hip went on for some time and I went back to her right boob again.

She turned completely to her right and I teased her by cupping both boobs together. When the toll gate came, she changed her position to normal and I was about to remove my palm and that’s when she lowered her arms and locked my hand so that I cannot take my palm back.

I was in cloud 9 when she did that and I pressed hard. She raised her breasts for a moment and let loose. This continued till we reached the destination

I was unable to forget it till now and have had similar experiences after that erotic journey. Based on the reviews I would post even more erotic encounters that happened later. [email protected].

Aussie Greg here. I lost my email so had to re-register and so I am back as Aussiegreg1, not my old Aussiegreg. A week after Anupama pulled at the train of 14 Indians, taking some of them 4 times, (see the story: Anupama pulls an Indian Train which was an Editors pick and already has over 6300 likes).

Anupama greets the boys’ female relatives. This is part 1 of a story series of the night and is a bit slow and less exciting as it sets the background necessary for the hotter stories that will follow. It still has some interesting unusual sex, however.

You could cut the ice in her voice with a knife as Saanvi, the 56-year-old mother of Angard, the captain of the cricket team of Indian students studying in Melbourne Australia whom I coached, snarled, “I am here on sufferance. I don’t approve, but I can’t allow my son Angard to lose face in front of his teammates. So I have attended and will reluctantly participate and for his honor will do my best,” before stalking off with Angard.

I watched the thin birdlike bespectacled 56-year-old widow from Jagdalpur stride away. Her mustard and red sari clinging tightly to her 40 kilos 32 26 32 body and, as my stomach sunk, though not a great way to start the night. The previous week Anupama had pulled an Indian train of 14 of my Indian student cricketers (see Anupama pulls an Indian train), some of them 4 times in a 5-hour orgy.

This week I had arranged for my players to bring a female who would, with their help make my Indian accounting partner cum, with the winning pair receiving a $1000 prize. To put it mildly, my meeting with Saanvi was not a great start to the night but as she led Angard away he glanced back and gave a thumbs up. He had warned me she was grumpy but to me, there was real venom in her words.

Next to arrive was Manu with his cousin Kyra accompanied by Prajit, with his cousin Anushka and Daulat with his 50-year-old aunt Sai. All the boys came from the southern city of Madurai. Punctuality must be important there as they were always the first to arrive at practices or matches.

All 6 were very dark skinned and both the cousins, the 30-year-old Kyra and the 40 years Anushka had short, solid bodies with thick thighs and relatively small tits. Kyra’s pockmarked face distinguished her from her Madurai cousin clone.

The older aunt Sai was overweight, big arsed and had pendulous 44D tits and the thickest longest hair I had seen. It hung from the scrunchy at the back of her neck to just below the back of her knees. All 3 wore the sari of choice from South India, the Kanchipuram Sari, although theirs were cotton not silk like Saanvi’s. But at least they looked willing to be there and for future identification, I memorized their bindis hoping not all 14 would be wearing the red dot.

There was a short delay before Metab arrived with his 46-year-old house owner from Mumbai, Tanvi. She stood out immediately with her tailored, and to my eyes, expensive European style tailored blazer and tight black skirt and high heels.

Being from Mumbai she was a light golden brown compared to the previous three and, in complete difference from the others, had her hair in a soft perm and colored a brownish tinge. Surprisingly, when she had visited her property to collect back rent she had heard Metab unsuccessfully attempting to convince his sister to come and had offered her services.

Then there was a flood of arrivals. Nabh with his 21-year-old solid cousin from Indore Dhriri, Raj with his 22 years old short, spectacle wearing sister Ira and Saraj, the only one of the cricketers with a girlfriend, the good looking 19-year-old Pari. Both of the last 2 girls were from Chennai.

The first 2 wore jeans and short kameez tops while Pari wore the staple of western fashion: a short tight little black dress. Ina had plucked up the courage to ask Anika 20, a student/shop assistant at his local Indian store from New Delhi, while Nish was accompanied by a 26-year-old hawk-faced prostitute, Anvi.

He had put the money I gave them all to good effect, although the way Anvi’s eyes devoured the crowd I was sure she was looking for future customers. The younger ones wore western clothes but the Jaipur born Anvi had a flamboyant lehenga choli and apart from her face Anvi had a good body, tall slim and with big firm tits.

The next to arrive was Isha accompanied by his tiny 18-year-old year sister, still dressed in her green and blue checked school uniform. She was a year 12 student at the exclusive Catholic girl’s school Sacre Coeur, where she had won a scholarship.

Next was Gangeesh with his 48-year-old aunt. Almost as wide as she was tall Navya had huge swaying melons far larger than Sai’s 44D and a belly, arse, and thighs to match. All wrapped in a red and white salwar kameez which strained at the seams containing what lay within.

They were quickly followed by Bhanu with his 54-year-old aunt Ruth, whom I later found was Anglo Indian, confirming my initial guess. She was short but thin, flat-breasted with a pinched face, and, like Tanvi shunned Indian dress preferring, like Tanvi, a western outfit. The difference was that hers was Kmart store bought and it showed in the poorer materials, finish and fit.

Then we waited for the final attendee, Bharat and his 45-year-old aunt Priya. And we waited for a long time. Eventually, they arrived with Bharat trailing behind his voluptuous aunt. Priya was medium height, slightly overweight with a 36C 30 38 figure and was wearing what could best be described as a Bollywood belly dancer outfit.

Priya’s 36C tits were overflowing from a red and gold 34A bra. Her nose ring, headpiece, and armbands and bangles were gold or at least gold plated, Her rounded belly, complete with belly button chain, swelled above the bottom part of her outfit. This was also red with gold embroidery and consisted of a half skirt that fell to mid-calf and covered only the back of her quite shapely strong legs, leaving all the front and most of the sides of her legs bare.

The revealing half skirt was attached to and fanning out from a same red-colored pair of gold encrusted and sequined briefs. These were however like a 90’s hi-cut bikini bottom: they rose above her hips where they were about an inch wide before swooping down at the front so the top was 6 inches below her belly button.

Wearing this she tottered in on 8-inch heel 3-inch platform heels and last because I was looking at everything else a pretty round face with eyes heavily emphasized with kohl. Her eyes surveyed the other women before relaxing knowing that no-one could match her. To me, it was obvious her late entrance was planned.

I had Angard take the boys downstairs to the bar for drinks so that the women could mix and meet. Like a killer whale circling around a pod of whales searching for the weakest, I prowled before pouncing.

Ruth was standing alone. As I approached I guessed her size. The 54-year-old was probably 5 ft 85 pounds and would be a 32A 24 30 build with that pinched face framed by large spectacles. Not a pleasing sight after Priya. But I pressed ahead.

“I notice that you are different to the others.”

Seeing her face tighten I continued, “I mean different in a better way.”

“Yes”, she replied, “I am an Anglo Indian and since my divorce, have reverted to a proper name Ruth Andrews, not some tongue-twisting heathen pretense, and I am properly educated not like these Hindu bitches. Even though there is only 150,000 of us left in India now we are better than them.”

“Ahh, I see, but I actually meant to me you seemed different because these others appear to be a woman on the surface but with you, its baked into your DNA right through you.”

“Why is it so noticeable to you but not any Indian male? They seem to only want fat ignorant wives and younger fawning mistresses.”

I smiled in a comforting, understanding way. “Perhaps because I am sensitive to these things. How is it your nephew Bhanu? Is he not Anglo Indian”?

“I was married to a Hindu family for business reasons. After I caught my husband with multiple women, they said I was the one at fault. I was sent here out of the way to look after Bhanu otherwise they would have victimized harassed and destroyed”. We were interrupted.

Priya had arrived so I shook hands with Ruth, made my goodbye and was swept away. 20 seconds later I felt my phone vibrate as Ruth’s text arrived in answer to the paper I had placed in her hand which said text me. There was no need to chase and work hard for Priya, and from what I had seen so far I would be stupid to ignore what fate was delivering.

I made the comments she wanted to hear, how she stood out from the others, I guessed she was 35, not 45 and made it obvious I was looking at her body. I asked did she belly dance and she replied sucking her belly in so her tits nearly pooped out of her bra and displayed their large areolae that this outfit was too formal and restrictive for her to dance in.

But I would love the real unrestricted dance. For once I wasn’t acting when I reluctantly moved on and this time the message took 15 secs to arrive. I mingled and met and greeted but unfortunately was cut short with speaking with Tanvi, the rich sophisticated landlord of Metab.

Not all was lost as it looked like she would be needing an accountant here in Oz as she established her businesses here. I felt I fitted the brief exactly as she was looking for an accountant who was ambivalent towards our tax and import duties. In our double talk, we were progressing towards why she had attended tonight and other intimate matters and it was clear both in business and sex she was ruthless competitive and greedy.

But unfortunately Angard brought the boys back and so we got ready to eat. Priya took over assigning herself a seat beside where I would be sitting, and I sidled up to Saanvi and whispered that this should be the job of the mother of the captain and that she was trying to steal Saanvi’s glory. Within minutes order was restored by the 56-year-old mother using her son’s authority as captain.

She was sitting on my right beside me, then her son, and on my left was Anupama’s empty chair and then Anvi the prostitute and Nish who was vice-captain. Saanvi rewarded me with a smile and later I caught the fuming Priya’s eye and shrugged apologetically and rolled my eyes at Saanvi eliciting a nod of agreement from the exhibitionist Priya.

With everyone seated I gave my introduction speech which included a thank you to Saanvi for helping arrange it (well she did attend). She stood and accepted the applause. I was rewarded with a quick squeeze of my hand when she sat down.

To be continued.

Hi, this is Zamim from Bangalore, and this is my first story on ISS. I am a regular reader of ISS and wondered how people get so many chances like they have mentioned here.

So here I am gonna share my experience which happened to me a recently. Any women around Bangalore and Chennai can also mail me for friendship or secret relationship. So let’s get to the story without any further delay.

So about myself, I am a 24 years old guy from Chennai working in Bangalore for the past 3 years. While I was in college I was in a relationship with this girl named Sandhya. She was basically from my school and she was doing BDS.

We never knew each other at school. So while I was in 2nd year I got a request on Facebook from a girl and we started chatting and later we got into a relationship. We were in a relationship for about 3 years. During this time we had many intimate moments which I will share later.

We broke up after I came here as she felt am not spending much time with her as I’m busy with my work. I heard from my friend that my ex is going to get married and I gave her request on Facebook again to wish her. (We had unfriended each other after the break up).

To my surprise, she accepted my request and pinged me. She told me about the story of her engagement and I wished her and then she got married. We were in touch every now and then. As she is a dentist, she told me that she is going to visit a conference in Bangalore and she told she will be staying here for 3 days.

I asked her if we can meet as its been almost 3 years since we met. She agreed and told me she is gonna stay in Electronic city. She reached here on Wednesday and told me she is going back only on Sunday.

She told me she is free on Saturday and we planned to meet at that time. On Saturday morning I went to pick her at her hotel. We planned to go for a movie and she asked me to take her to Jaya Nagar for shopping and drop her back by evening.

I reached the hotel and called her. She came down wearing a red kurta top and white leggings. OMG, she still looked so pretty and marriage has turned her even sexier. I have forgotten to describe her. She is 5.5 tall with a medium body with big boobs and ass.

Anyone would fall for her ass easily. Her structure is 34-30-36. So you can imagine how she would be. Not only that she has a pretty face too. Many guys used to be behind her during college. OK let’s continue to the story.

I was like dumbstruck seeing her beauty. She saw me and smiled and told me I’ve put on some weight. I replied that you are still so sexy. She hit me on my head in a naughty way and shook my hands telling its nice to meet me again.

I was expecting a hug though. We started in the car to Forum and we were talking about our lives. She told me her husband is a very sweet guy and he takes care of her very well. She enquired about my relationship.

I told her I don’t have one and she asked me why. I said initially I was not able to get over her and now am busy with work and stuff and I don’t have time for that. She said you are still the same, please do get someone and relieve me of my guilt. I said I will soon do it.

So we reached the theatre. Actually, we planned to go for Deadpool 2 as we both like Marvel movies. I had a booked a corner seat and we settled down. She opened her mobile and asked me to take a selfie and when I opened the camera she came near me and held my shoulder.

It was so good to get touched by a woman after like 3 years and this turned me on. After taking the photo I was seeing the pics I took and accidentally saw a pic which was there in her phone. She was in shorts and sleeveless tops.

I was looking at it and she took the mobile and told enough of looking. Then the movie started and she held my hands and came near. I could feel her boobs touching my elbow. I was enjoying it. She was talking to me in between the movie and everytime we were talking she came close and I could feel her breath.

I don’t want to take anymore step as she is married and don’t wanna create any bad impression of me. During the second half, I put my arms around her shoulder and she didn’t say anything. I was slightly touching her boobs and hips and enjoying this.

The movie was over and we went shopping and had lunch and I dropped her at her hotel. She asked me to come in and have a coffee and leave. So I went in. She cleaned the bed as there were clothes lying and told me to sit and ordered coffee over the phone.

She went to the restroom to change and she came back to 3/4 and a t-shirt and she was so sexy. We had coffee and were talking. She was combing her hair and talking to me. I was so tempted by seeing her and went near her and hugged her tightly.

She was shocked and didn’t do anything. After like some time she got back into her senses and told me to leave. I told her I am sorry and was about to leave. I went near the door. She followed me and as I was about to open the door she pulled me and hugged me.

It was so good and I hugged her back and told her I miss this. I then kissed her cheeks and slowly came to her lips. She opened her lips and we kissed for almost 10 minutes. During this, I was playing with her back and I grabbed her ass. We then broke the kiss and moved to the bed.

She removed my shirt and was playing with my chest hair. I removed her t-shirt and shorts. She was standing in her bra and panty. Her bra could not contain her big boobs and wanted to be free. I grabbed her boobs and started playing with it. She told me to remove my jeans and I removed it.

I removed her bra and was playing with her boobs. I took her right boobs in my mouth and was playing with her ass. After this, we both were completely naked and I pushed her to bed and started kissing her whole body and my hands were playing with her body.

As my hands reached her pussy she gave out a moan and I put my fingers into it. She started enjoying it and moaning. I was fingering her and this was my first time doing so. She never let me go inside her pussy when we were in a relationship.

I then removed my fingers and went and kissed her pussy and started licking it. She was shaking and I grabbed her boobs and licking her pussy. After like 5 minutes she screamed and had her orgasm. She pushed me aside and took my cock and whispered my husbands is very small. And she started jerking it.

She was really a pro in it and she took it on her mouth directly and was giving me a blowjob. I was like feeling so good and after 10 mins I cummed on her mouth. She drank every bit of it. She whispered in my ear to fuck her. I was so excited as this is my first time and I rubbed my cock on her pussy and pushed it.

It was still tight for me to get in and after 7-8 attempts, I went in fully. I loved that feeling and it was hot around my cock. I started stroking her in the missionary position. This went on for some time and I kissed her every now and then during this. I really wanted to try doggy and told her to switch and she did.

Omg, what a view in that position. I loved it but it was very difficult to get in her and finally managed to get in and fucked her very hard. Then she pushed me down and she took control and she came over me and jumped very fast. I told her I am gonna cum and she told me to cum inside her and I did.

She got down and there was my cum dripping from her pussy and in my stomach. We then lay down for some time and I told I will leave. She then thanked me for the wonderful day and told me this will be the last time. And after that, we never had any intimate moments or chats and I don’t wanna disturb her either.

Hope you guys like my story and I am waiting for your feedback. You can mail me at [email protected]. any girls/women who want secret relationship can also mail me.