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பூசைக்காக ரேஷ்மா மஞ்சள் நிறத்தில் சுடிதார் போட்டுக் கொண்டாள். நானும் புதிதா புடவை, பாவாடை கட்டிக்கொண்டேன். அவள் கைப்பையிலிருந்துஒரு பிராவும், பேண்ட்டியும் எடுத்து என்னிடம் கொடுத்தாள்.  "டார்லிங். இது நீ எடுத்துக்க. உனக்கு மிகக் கவர்ச்சியா இருக்கும்"  இரண்டுமே லேபிள் கூட பிரிக்காமல் புதிதா இருந்தது. அவள் போட்டிருந்த அதே பிரா, பேண்ட்டி மாதிரியே வலை மெட்டீரியல்.

Hi all, My name is Sonu. I am a 20-year-old college student. I live in Pune with my older brother Raj, age 27, and his wife Sheetal, age 26. My parents died when we were young. Bhaiya had to bear all the hardships, getting a job while studying and taking the role of my parents. He made sure I never felt the loss of my parents and took care of all expenses and needs.Bhaiya was not just my older brother, he was my whole world. He was my father and mother and if there was a God, he would be in the image of bhaiya.When Bhaiya was 25, my relatives found a match for him. Then he got married to Bhabhi. Bhabhi was very fair. She was 5 feet 9 inches tall, which is a good match for bhaiya’s 6 feet 3 inches. She was well-built and homely. And she had motherly looks just like those bhabhis you see in the Indian serials.As for me, I got the short end of the genetic stick and stand at a measly 5 feet 2 inches with a frail physique compared to bhaiya’s tall and well-toned build. To my

அறைக்குப் போனதும் காலைச் சிற்றுண்டி சாப்பிட்டுவிட்டு, மருந்தையும் சாப்பிட்டேன். இனிமேல் சாமியாரைப் பார்க்க வேண்டியது இல்லை. அதனால் நைட்டியோடவே பெட்டில் படுத்தேன். இந்த ஒரு நாள் போய்விட்டதுஎன்றால் என்னுடைய கடைசிக் கட்ட "ஜெயகோ" ஆரம்பித்துவிடும். அப்புறம் இரண்டே நாள். நான் எதற்காக இங்கே வந்தேனோ அந்தப் பாக்கியம் எனக்குக் கண்டிப்பா கிடைத்துவிடுமென்று நம்பினேன். அந்த

ஒரு பதிலும் இல்லை. கதவு உள்ளே தாழ் போட்டிருக்க வேண்டும். "டொக்.. டொக்.. டொக் " வேகமாகத் தட்டினேன்.அவள் குரலே 'ஏன் தொந்தரவு பண்ணுகிறீர்கள்' என்று கேட்கிற மாதிரி இருந்தது.என் பேர் கூட அவளுக்குத் தெரியாது. நான் என்ன சொல்லி அறிமுகம் செய்வது என்று தெரியாமல் யோசிக்கும் போது, கதவை இலேசா திறந்துகிட்டு ஷில்பா எட்டிப்பார்த்தாள்."ஒஹ்.. ஆண்ட்டி நீங்களா. நான் யாரோன்னு நினைச்சி..''

I am Jayanthi, 33 (now), good-looking, mother, homemaker, and caretaker. My life is filled with feelings but I could not say less about sex because I enjoy doing sex.In this part, I will be narrating my old experiences and the things involved in my life which started this journey. I would like to share here the last 11 years of my life.2010 College FarewellLike everyone, my college life was also so colorful. I enjoyed it. I was a BA English graduate. I was good at my studies. Sometimes, even seniors also came to me to clear their doubts during my second and third years. I also enjoyed clearing those doubts.At college, we usually wore half-sarees and hence so many people called me ‘Teacher’. Even some professors also called me like that!My body figure was very clear to people (my stats were 26-24-28 at that time). I have seen many people ogling at me with waterfalls in their mouths! But I could not feel anything about this up to the beginning of my third year.At that time, one of

கதையைத் தொடர்வது அஞ்சலி:  சித்தி சொன்ன கதையைக் கேட்டு எனக்கு உடம்பெல்லாம் சூடாகி வேர்த்துப் போனது. முலைக்காம்பு இரண்டும் விறைத்துக்கொண்டு வலித்தது. சித்திக்கும் அப்படித்தான் இருந்திருக்க வேண்டும் . முந்தானைக்குள்ளே கையை விட்டு தாராளமா முலையைத் தடவி அழுத்திக் கொண்டிருந்தாள்.  "பாலு என் வீட்டில் இருந்த 7 நாளையும் நினைத்தாலே உடம்பெல்லாம் வேகுது அஞ்சலி"  "ஆமாம்

நாள்: 3வழக்கம் போல, காபி, குளியல், டிபன் எல்லாம் முடிந்தது. 9:00 மணிக்கு என் புருசன் வெளியே கிளம்பினார். வருவதற்கு 1:00 மணிக்கு மேலே ஆகுமென்று சொல்லிவிட்டுப் போனார். மிச்சம் இருக்கிறது காயத்ரி, அவள் 10:00 மணிக்குப் போய் விடுவாள். கிடைக்கிற நேரத்தைச் சரியா பயன்படுத்திக் கொள்ள வேண்டும். எல்லாமே எதார்த்தமாகவும் இருக்கவேண்டும். ரூம்ல உட்கார்ந்து சரியான திட்டம்

I, Nalini of 21 years old got married recently still enjoying my honeymoon with my husband Radhakrishnan who is into marketing and travels a lot. My size is 34-26-36 got medium sized breasts but fully firm with pink nipples and a bigger firm ass. My brother ravi is staying with me as he is having summer vacations, and since I was alone, to keep company. He was studying in 12th standard about 18 years of age.One day, as I was cooking breakfast and was alone as my hubby was on tour, I heard the doorbell. My hubby was supposed to arrive tomorrow morning, wondering who is at this earlier hour went and opened the door. I was surprised to see Manjula didi at the door who was sobbing, who came inside the house and locked the front door and she hugged me and said:" Nalini please help me my breasts are paining a lot, help me release the milk from my breasts". On hearing Manjula I was dumbstruck, in fact, Manjula was our neighbor of 26 years age married to Rakesh who is currently in us on an

I am a newly married housewife aged 26 years with a 34B-26-36, enjoying and satisfied with my husband’s lovemaking in bed, but still, yearn for a feminine body touch which I am missing from college girlfriend during our golden college days. I loved the soft hands of my girlfriend roaming and caressing my body and especially the soft hands pressing my breasts instead of my husband’s rough hands.It was a Monday morning at 11 am, had finished my bath and was wearing a loose T-shirt with no bra because I love my boobs dance freely when I am alone in the house and a long skirt with a panty. And as usual, I was busy with the cooking for the afternoon lunch when the doorbell rang, opened the door and saw our new maid Shanti at the door. Shanti was working for us from the past one month, a middle-aged decent looking lady of maybe 30 to 33 years old, slightly brownish in colour and she was about 5’ 3 "in height, slightly a plump lady with a 36D boobs and a fleshy stomach which was

I am Latha, a 23 years old housewife. My husband Ramu is employed in a private company as a clerk. I am having a child, aged about six months old now.It happened about a year ago. My husband had left for office in the morning. It was about 9.30 in the morning when I got a telephone call from him. He asked me to urgently come over to his office. He insisted that I should rush immediately. He did not tell me the reason, but his voice made me feel that he was in some trouble. Although I had not taken bath, I washed my face, applied light make up, left the child with a distant neighbor, hired an auto and reached his office. On seeing me, he took me to a private place. He looked shattered. His voice was choked. He told me that his management had fixed him up in a money misappropriation matter involving about 3 lakh rupees, and wanted to hand over him to police. Although he told me he was innocent, I didn’t believe him. We had constructed the house with some luxuries. He did not take any