I had promised my wife that we would go to goa every year, but we could not due to my son’s board exam and then admission. My son got the admission in Jaipur University and had to shift in a hostel leaving both of us in Delhi. We were sitting and discussing our life, when, I got an idea to go to Sangla on Vacation. Sangla is a place in Himanchal at an height of approx 2700 mts in Kinnaur District. It is approx 600 kms from Delhi. We decided to drive from Delhi to Sangla . The date was fixed and bookings were made. Our First stay was in Narkanda and then Sangla while going and Fagu on our way back. We got our luggage packed.One day before our departing date, I, myself, cleaned her pubic hair with the help of hair remover and asked her to get a body polish from beauty saloon. She was excited to go to Sangla, hence she got it done. On the day of departure from Delhi, I asked her to wear slim fit shirt and Skirt without undergarments. We took our seats in the car and started for Sangla.

My friend Harish was getting married on 10 Th. FEB 2000 and so we decided to celebrate bachelor's party at his residence a day before, 9 Th Feb. He lives alone in PUNE and has a nice big bungalow in Salisbury Park and he is top executive in a private concern. So the party was to start at 9 00Pm and he had invited many of his friends and colleagues, no ladies for this kind of party were invited. The married friends too came alone This was an occasion I would never miss to introduce my NANDINI SLUT and get her sexual appetites and mine sated. So I asked my friend Harish for his consent to bring with me my SLUT on that day. He gladly agreed for this. After going home I contacted my NANDINI SLUT and told her of the party and also told her to dress for the occasion. She asked me to come over to her house and dress her and collect her for the party.So on that day I went to her house and selected a nice Lemon Yellow colored Punjabi Dress for her to wear. She wore it and my god she looked

"ச்சே. எதுக்குதான் இந்த கல்யாணம் பண்றாங்களோ..?"என்ன கல்யாணமாகி 15 நாள்கூட ஆகாத ஒரு புதுப்பொண்ணு இப்படி சலிச்சிக்கிறாளேனு பாக்குறீங்களா..? பின்ன என்னங்க, "கல்யாணம்"ன்னு பண்றது எதுக்குங்க..? ஒரு ஆணும் பொண்ணும் தாம்பத்ய சுகம் அனுபவிச்சி, சந்தோசமா இருக்கனும்னு தானுங்களே..!! ஆனா அதுவே நடக்கலைன்னா வெறுப்பு வரும்ங்களா, வராதுங்களா நீங்களே சொல்லுங்க..!!ச்சே.. ஆத்திரத்துல என்னை பத்தி

I came home unwontedly one hot midsummer morning, and found my wife fornicating with the servant.They saw me. They didn't stop. Didn't miss a chance. They just went right on fucking, feverish and rabid. They actually seemed to enjoy having me there, the hapless, helplessly watching cuckold, my presence seeming to spur them. Their weep grew louder, lewder and both looked at me as their bodies thrashed and heaved and writhed in that frantic, eager, obscene lust.There was nothing I could do about it. And I realised, to my horror, that finally there was nothing I wanted to do about it. Of course, there was that stunning little pause common in such situations: I froze at the door to the bedroom, my eyes widening, my mind numbing, my heart hammering wildly, a sickening hollow wrenching the pit of my stomach.Vidya lay naked on her back across the width of the bed, her legs spread wide, her knees forked and raised, her back arched, her gorgeous, swollen breasts thrust out, her nipples visibly

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

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,

Zafar and his stepmother Amina fucked every day till his father and sister came back from Delhi. Every day after his step brothers went to school, he fucked his stepmom before leaving for office and every night after his step brothers slept, they made wild and passionate love in his father’s bed. All this time, they fucked carelessly without any birth control protection, not knowing what the future had in store for them.Even after his father Zubair and sister Zara came back, Zafar didn’t stop this taboo affair with his stepmom Amina. When his father spend the nights at his home fucking his sister Zara, Zafar would go to his father’s home to make out with his stepmother. He never confessed about this affair to his father or sister. But without his telling, his father came to know about their affair.One night Amina was away at their mother’s home. So Zubair didn’t wanted to waste this night spending alone in his home. So he went to his son’s home hoping to have a threesome

When I woke up, I found two legs and two hands on my body, but they belonged to two different women who were sleeping naked on either side of me. I recalled the incidents of last night and remembered that how I surprised Zara phupi by revealing that I was fucking my own mother. I got up and jumped down from my bed and went to my bathroom to pee.I came back and saw that Zara phupi got close to my mummy’s naked body and cuddled her. now I didn’t find any space for me to get in between them. So I got into bed, beside mummy and spread her legs. Mummy woke up when she felt a wet tongue working on her pussy. she got ready for our next session and pushed Zara phupi away from her naked body. Zara phupi woke up. Mummy put her hands behind my head and pulled me into her pussy.Mummy: “oh Zaheer, it feels so good to get woken up like this beta…..”Phupi: “bhabi, your son never gets tired of fucking…… he is always ready to put his hard cock into a pussy….”Mummy: “oh yes

Last night, Zara phupi revealed to me that she had sex with her brother (my daddy) and also her father (my daadaji) and got impregnated by them. She asked for my promise not to tell this to anyone, but my mummy was my lover. She knew all the secrets that I knew. So now, I wanted to open this secret of my father. I want to tell to mummy all that Zara phupi told me before she fucked me.I woke up next morning, took bath in my bathroom only and went out in kitchen for breakfast. I grabbed a sandwich that mummy made for me and headed to her bedroom. I opened her bathroom and saw that mummy was standing naked, looking into mirror and waiting for me. I went inside and told her, “I don’t want to fuck you now mummy…”Mummy: “why beta….. I was waiting for you…. hoping to get some good fuck before you leave for college…”Me: “but not now mummy….. I don’t want to fuck you now….”Mummy: “why Zaheer, did you fuck Zara now… this morning??”Me: “No mummy, I fucked her