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After a very stressful week, weekend had finally arrived, we had planned a party for Saturday. Saturday morning Priyanka got dressed wearing her gorgeous black saree with her matching low cut blouse and a white bra under it. She was very beautiful and sexy in that outfit. We had a great party and barbeque with that continued on into Saturday night. There was lots of beer and drinks with plenty of food, dancing and swimming, just a general good time.Must have been about 50 people over that night, people were everywhere. Priyanka my wife loves to socialize and have a good time, and the more she drinks the more she likes to flirt. I'd never really minded all that much; I just made sure to keep a close watch on her so she didn't get herself in trouble. We'd been married about 11 years, she was in her late 30's and beautiful, her figure was modest, with nice but not overly large breast, she had a nice ass and she like to show it off.The guys never objected to her flirting, and some of the

வழக்கம்போல ஞாயித்துக்கிழமை காலை நேரமே எழுந்ததும், பல்துலக்கி காபி குடிச்சிட்டு, டி-ஷர்ட், டிராயருடன் ஜாக்கிங் போனேன். ஒரு 5 கி.மீ. ஜாக்கிங் போய் வர மணி 7 ஆனது. சரி வீடு திரும்பலாமென வீட்டிற்கு வந்தேன். வீடென்றால் ஒரு அபார்ட்மெண்ட்ல, சின்ன பிளாட். அங்கே அண்ணனும் எழுந்து ஹாலில் உக்காந்து பேப்பர் படிச்சிட்டிருந்தான்.நான் வேகமா என் ரூமிற்குள் நுழைய, பெட்டில் என் ஒன்றரை வயசு

My wife Vidya was a smart educated woman. She was a loving wife and good in sex, but shy and traditional when it came to her clothing outside home. Despite being friendly with others, she never flirted or even came close to that with others. She never wore revealing clothes and never allowed anyone to talk anything inappropriate with her, not even mildly adult jokes. So despite being a friendly open person, she was also in way reserved and inhibited with others.But she was quite free with me about sex. We could speak about anything without any reservations. After all we had been married for over 8 years. She was 30 and I was 35. We lived in Mumbai.I work in an IT company and Vidya works in a call center as a receptionist.I did not know how and when it started, but slowly I started getting an urge to see her flirting with other men and slowly that transformed into an urge to see her having sex with another man. I had expressed that to her and she was initially shocked. That was years

"ம். அப்புறம். மேல் வீட்டு அஞ்சலியக்கா வருவாங்க""அவளை என்ன பண்ணனும்?"என் மனைவி திரும்பி என்னை முறைத்தாள். நான் சற்று அடங்கி,"ஏன் இப்படி முறைக்கிற? என்ன பண்ணனும்னுதான கேட்டேன்""அப்படியா கேட்டீங்க? 'அவளை என்ன பண்ணனும்'. என்ன பண்ற மாதிரி உத்தேசம்?""ஏதோ வாய் தவறி வந்துருச்சுடி. என்ன பண்ணனும்னு சொல்லு"அவள் கொஞ்ச நேரம் என்னையே முறைத்துக் கொண்டு இருந்தாள். பின்பு சொன்னாள்."என்னோட

I first realized that I liked sharing my wife, when she told me about how she used to get groped in buses before our marriage. My cock grew rock hard as I listened to her talk about how men massaged her flesh, squeezed and fondled, and sometimes pinched her. I imagined her standing in a crowded bus surrounded by horny men, trying their best to extract pleasure from her body by rubbing themselves against her thighs and ass.I can understand why men would want to touch her. She is 5'4 and weighs 55kgs, very full figured with a delicious 34c rack,28 inch waist and 34 inch hips. She knows how to purposely walk and make all her juicy bits jiggle. Her body is firm, skin is warm and soft, in short, she is sex on legs.I was wild with desire that night, imagining what she had told me in the day, and it was obvious. I had her on her back, with her legs held up against her shoulders, driving as deep as I could, as I imagined strange men playing with my wife's tits and ass. I had my eyes closed,

"ஷமிக்கணும், எனிக்கு இந்நு வய்யா, பின்னே நோக்காம்" என்று புரண்டு படுத்த சங்கரனை பார்த்து எனக்கு பற்றிக்கொண்டு வந்தது.இந்த ஆளுக்கு எப்போதுமே பிரச்சனை. ஆபீஸ், ஆபீஸ் என்று மாதக்கணக்கில் ஊர் சுற்றுவது. அப்புறம் சமயம் கிடைக்கும்போது இப்படி முடியாதென்று கூறிவிட்டு படுத்துக்கொள்வது வெறுப்பாக இருந்தது. மனம் விரகதாபத்தில் ஏங்கியது. நைட் கவுனை தூக்கிக்கொண்டு ப்ளவுஸை

When I got transferred to Mumbai I told my friend to search for a house. As I’m new to the place, I find it difficult to get a good house and finally he took me to his friend who was staying in a two bed room flat. His name was Kishore and he was staying with his wife. He wants to share his flat with known person, so that he can save some money. I also agreed to stay with him and shifted my things to his flat. Kishore told that his wife has gone to her mother’s place, a remote village, for delivery and she will be coming next week. He will be using one bedroom and I will be using one. Kitchen & bathroom will be shared by both of us.Days went on and I got used to the new place. I also like that flat, as many chicks and aunties are staying nearby.One day, Kishore told that his wife is coming that evening and he has to pick her from the railway station. But unfortunately, as he has some very very urgent office meeting, he requested me to go and pick her up. He had given me the

My husband and I are loving couple; people often said that we are made for each other. Some also said that our marriage is indeed one that was made in heaven. Ours is also a love marriage; we were in relationship since we were in college and we remain in relationship for ten years till we finally enter into wedlock.No doubt during those ten unstable time; our relationship experiences its own ups and down and we breakup many times especially when I move to another city to pursue my studies. But overall we have a stable relationship since we first fell in love with each other.After our marriage too, we have a happy marriage live with occasional misunderstanding that every family is experiencing. My husband weakness is that he is a short tempered man and he gets angry even at a slightest provocation, this is the only problem that I had with him.I have nothing to complaint about our sex life too; we have a good sex life since we start having sex when we were both teenagers. I think we

My name is Sabitri. I am a married woman of 36 years but have a nice body shape. No one can say at first glance that I am 36 years because I have got very nice and attractive features and a figure from heaven. I am tall. My height is more than 5' 6'' with a slim body as I take very good care of my body. I have a great, praiseworthy, and an attractive figure. My waist is still 34'' while my breasts and hips are 36'' though I am a mother of three children and my first child is nearly 14 years old. And all of them have my complexion which is white reddish. My lips are thin with small-mouthed and my eyes are wide big black colored and have long black hairs.I am living with my family and my husband very happily. I think my husband loves me that very rare husband love their wives. My marital life was nice.Since we are not newly married, we don’t have a continuous sexual relationship but we follow a routine twice or thrice a month. May be this is enough for other woman but I don't think

It was an unbearably hot summer night. The kind where you feel fortunate about being able to afford accommodation with air-conditioning. And thankfully, this hotel had air-conditioning."Decent sized room." Ajay in front of me said as we walked in. "But just one double bed.""I will get you some gaddis." the hotel bellboy said and handed me the keys."So...4 guys spending in a hotel room. Reminds me of bachelor days." Neel said and laughed. We all laughed politely.The four of us didn't really know each other too well. I barely knew their names. When you are thrown together with practical strangers in such a situation, you tend to laugh a little extra at jokes. While we were laughing, Anuj stretched out on the bed, as if to say to us, I'm sleeping here. He lived in America, so similar to the habits of his adopted country, he just occupied whatever territory he liked. His expresion said, the three of you decide who sleeps next to me and who sleeps on the gaddis on the floor. Soon the