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On the king size bed in the privacy of their bedroom Alka was thrashing her body wildly while her husband was pounding his cock deep into cunt. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her cunt and knew that any moment he may spurt. As she lifted her legs and allowed his cock to penetrate deeper, giving a final trust her husband spent his sperm into her and being exhausted lay upon her crushing her on the bed. She liked it as it was on rare occasion that he fucked her, more so when he had planned to go on a tour. It was his way of telling her that he will out for few days. Alka looked forward for his tours as it was during this time he used her body.Today it was different as her husband had asked her to take their son and visit her mother. She was worried thinking about her mother who came from a nomad family. She was worried about the stories her mother would tell her teen-aged son. She was worried it may upset him. Apart from the stories the rituals her mother believed in were

He heard the car tyres screech and the door slam before she came striding in. She looked furious and it was the first time he heard her swear and as usual she went to her room and locked herself in. This was happening for a fortnight and Dileep sitting on the sofa could no longer see his mother suffer which prompted him to pick ip the diary and skin its pages.On finding the desired number he dialled and the wait was tormenting before Shyla his mother's friend picked up the phone."It's Dileep," he said with a sigh of relief."How are you my boy?" asked Shyla."I am fine, can I speak to you," he asked."You are lucky to have caught me. I was about to leave," she replied."It's about mother, did she talk to you?" he asked."No what's wrong with her," she alleged."For a fortnight she has looked stressed and stays locked in her room. She comes out only when it's very essential and even then she evades me. Sometimes she howls at me and today I heard her mouth bad words." Said Dileep."Perhaps

The cat crossed the street and sat wagging its tail on the steps of the house just opposite to us as though it was mocking at me. Gayathri, my mother began slapping her cheeks with both her hands, looked up to the sky and began praying as foolishly as she has always remained. I knew it is going to take a few more minutes before I can finally leave for college, which is a couple of miles away from my house.What a bad omen! my mother panted as she rushed inside the house and returned with a glass of water.Take a few sips of water while I will keep an eye on the street, She began looking out for any more cats; widows; people who never had issues; anything which she considered as a bad omen if they came across me while I stepped down from the house. It was then that some of my classmates went past our house looking at me standing on the steps, glancing at the cat which was still sitting in the opposite direction and smiled as they knew what was going on.I am getting late, I groaned at my

The moment we landed at Tirupati railway station, Raghu remembered what his friends had cautioned him before he left.You are a compulsive smoker. Ensure that you have sufficient inventory of cigarettes before you go up the hill. You won't get even a single cigarette even if you shell out a million rupees.They were right. Raghu was a compulsive smoker and could never get rid of the urge to reach out for a fag after anything he drank or ate. He stole an opportunity while his mother and wife were enjoying a nice cup of coffee as he hurriedly bought a few packets of his favorite brand of cigarettes and cleverly kept them deep inside his bag, beneath his clothes.Fortunately for them, there weren't those long queues to board the bus that took the huge crowds up the hill to Tirumala, one of the most visited pilgrim centers in the country. They were lucky again to get seated in a row that could accommodate all the three of them. As the bus began the journey, most of the pilgrims inside the

It wasn't a pleasant feeling for me to see Atul, my 21 year old son's eyes straying on my 19 year old daughter all the time disregarding my presence. Being a responsible mother, I feared that the horny young lad could end up doing something unprecedented in our family and thereby making a mess of both of their lives. I have noticed the efforts he made to get closer with his younger sister physically. Alka was too ignorant for her age and never suspected her horny brother's intentions as she was all at ease in his company. I started feeling more discomfort after I watched Atul staring at Alka's cleavage which she was inadvertently revealing while they were playing chess at home. It was an awkward feeling to see him getting into the bathroom as I could guess what guys of his age would be doing in.Although I was saddened to see my son straying like this, I couldn't help having sympathy for him as his generation is being exposed to all sorts of rubbish beginning from the TV. My husband

Tim rolled out of bed, took his shower, and dressed for school still half-asleep. It had been a brutal week and week-end what with final exams and non-stop partying. This week should be a breeze, he thought, just show up and prepare for graduation. He stumbled blindly to the kitchen where his dad sat reading the paper and his mother stood at the sink rinsing off a few of the dishes prior to putting them in the dishwasher. Tim stopped behind her and leaning forward, reached for the cereal box in the cabinet above her. With one hand opening the door and the other reaching for the box he was unable to maintain his already poor balance and fell against his mother.Jill Morgan was an executive with a large manufacturing firm. At 37 she still had the shapely body of a woman of twenty, and was dressed in her usual business suit skirt and white blouse. Her coat was hung on a nearby chair. Under the skirt she wore tiny nylon panties and panty hose which tended to keep her ass cheeks tight

My mother is 55 years old. I'm 35. I have never had any sexual thoughts about my mother. That's not the kind of relationship we have. She wanted to visit my sister down in Fla, so I agreed to drive her there. I knew the trip would take two days, so we would have to stay in a hotel one night. I didn't want to pay for two rooms so I asked mom if it was OK if we stayed in one room with two beds. She had no problem with that.The day arrived. I picked mom up early in the morning and got started on the drive.We just had small talk in the car, nothing important. The drive was pretty boring. I was glad when it became evening so I started looking for a hotel.I found one for 39 dollars per night. The clerk asked me if I was alone or with someone. I asked why. He stated if it was two people it would cost 59 dollars instead of 39 dollars. I lied and told the clerk it was just me. I parked in front of the room. I opened the trunk and took out our two over night bags.I ask mom if she needed

"Harold, this is crazy! We're never going to fit all that in the car.I had to agree with Mom on this one. We were shutting down the summer cabin early, and as usual, it meant bringing home lots of gear that had migrated there during our multiple 'mini-vacations'. Unfortunately, Dad's workload had exploded with a new contract, and it was unlikely we'd get back out to the house again that summer.This season we'd accumulated more than ever. The coolers with all the game meat were the main culprits. We'd planned on the wild pig hunt earlier in the summer, but had to reschedule twice, due to weather. Mom and Aunt Marie had conniption fits when they found out we'd be hunting on the last day of our vacation. After a bit they settled down and gave in. Mom was a big believer in 'male bonding'. Dad and I didn't do enough together, other than watch football part of the year, by her way of thinkin'.We'd taken up hunting two years back, and even though it was pricey as hobbies go, it turned out to

Rohan watched the train coast into the station. Glancing down at his watch, he saw that it was already four o'clock. He had been waiting for the train almost an hour. The smell of diesel and hot metal washed over him as the train finally came to a stop. Looking down the line of dirty silver cars, he saw a lady hanging out of a window frantically waving to someone. She was one good looking woman, he thought before he realized that it was his mother. He grinned foolishly, waving back at her. As she continued to wave, he picked up his suitcase and trotted down the platform toward her. Watching her, he saw that she was leaning farther out the window the nearer he got to her."Hello Ma!" he puffed, setting his bag down and reaching up for her."Oh, My Beta! I'm so happy to see you," she said leaning down "It seems like it's been forever since I last saw you."She was leaning out so far out of the window that her saree had fallen to the side revealing her big, soft white breasts. He tried not

After completing my SSC exams, I went to my Aunty- mother's elder sister Padmavathi Devi's house. Padma aunty's husband was her maternal uncle. Padma got married when she was 16 and her uncle 29. They have two daughters Radha and Visala 21 and 19. Both got married. Padma' husband was govt. officer, got transferred to state head quarters and didn't shift the family. He used to visit aunty once a month or so. Padma was alone in the house and It was proposed by her that I stay with her, join the college for my inter course. My parents agreed. That's why I went to stay with her. More over since she doesn't have male child, I was treated like her son.Even at that age I was sexually attracted towards her and spent all day looking at her. Padma Aunty was 39, 5'6" tall, has beautiful sexy figure, a heavyset lady, large expressive eyes, pleasant pectorals, round face, thick juicy lips, dimple cheeks, blemish less clear smooth skin, long thick jet black silky smooth lustrous shining hair