Tag: incest

I left my wife tied to the window. Hands secured above her head. Eyes covered with her shawl securely tied. I slowly opened the door and let him in.I had great fantasy of seeing my wife being fucked by someone else. I had tried to talk her into it but she was adamant. The more I read sex stories, the more determined I became. I began posting my stories online too to make up for my fantasies.Then I got a mail from Babu.He appreciated my stories. I send him a mail with one line –"Are you interested in fucking my wife?"From there we developed a new unheard relation. At first he thought I was joking, then when he agreed I was reluctant – could I trust a stranger? But the lust was above all and I decided to trust him. We soon fixed a meeting place and got to know each other putting the fears to rest. We developed an outline and I introduced him to my wife as friend who will be here for few days. Earlier I had coaxed her to try out the Basic Instinct model and here she was smiling and

My mom had a voluptuous body. She carried it in such a way that it did not feel so. It was when she ran that, the jiggling of her breast surprised all. The clashes of her boobs threatened to put her off balance. She always wore a tight bra and loose dress to discard her figure. She hated her voluptuous body and went to gym daily but that only made her figure more voluptuous as her waist trimmed. She could not trim her boobs and butt. She always wore jeans and top but on occasions like today, she would wear saree"s.The second member of our family and the last woman -- my sister, on the other hand was a slim beauty. She had just celebrated her 24th birthday but still looked like a new entrant to college because of her perfect shape. Her eyes made her sexy. It was what you call 'The eyes of a deer'. Her slimness, sensual eyes and loose hair made her just luscious. She always wore skirts. Her favourite was jeans skirt above her knees, flaunting her shapely thighs.My father was an active

After a 40-minute long jog around the neighbourhood and avoiding the temptation to play football, I came back home just before dusk. Outside my house, I took off my drenched t-shirt and stretched down for a few minutes before resting my bums on the lower steps of the wooden staircase, willing my body to cool down. The long run was needed as the morning session with Aayahmah, the afternoon episode with Mom and the unexpected "incident" with Leela had ignited my youthful body with so much feelings and so much passion that I was going crazy with desire."Hey you! Got and get your shower! We are ready to go to the temple" yelled Leela from the veranda behind me.I just sat there motionless, lost in my thoughts, till I felt a hand swipe over my sweaty back. Turning around, I looked into Leela's angelic face, as she sat down on the staircase behind me, smartly dressed in a colourful half sari. I smiled at her ever so innocently."Penny for your thoughts?" Leela teased."Worth more than a penny"

“டேய்..பாத்து..மெல்ல..மெல்ல..அம்மா மொலை பிஞ்சு வந்துடப் போகுது.. ம்ம்ம்.ஆஹ்ஹ்.ஸ்ஸ்” செல்லமாகச் சிணுங்கினாள் மஞ்சுளா. அம்மாவின் ப்ராவுக்குள்ளே பிதுங்கிக் கொண்டிருந்த ஆப்பிள் முலைகளை ஆசை ஆசையா அமுக்கி, உருட்டிக் கசக்கிப் பிசைந்து கொண்டிருந்தான் அவள் மகன் குமார்.மகனுக்கு வயசு 18. ஆள் நெடு நெடுன்னு ஆறடி ஒசரம் இருந்தான். ஆள் வளர்ந்தது போலவே பூளும் வளர்ந்திருந்தது. மகனோட 18

I was woken up by the loud noise of a motorbike – it felt as though the motorbike was right next to my room wall. Grumbling, I pulled away my blanket and turned to look at my bedside clock. It was already 10:15 am. God! I must have slept like a log – but considering the extended physical activities of the night before, it was no surprise. I allowed myself a smile as I got out of bed. I opened my window and looked through the wire-netting towards our neighbour's house which was about 20 meters away from ours. Sure enough, there was our Malay neighbour busy tuning his motorbike.I picked up my towel from the rack, switched off the fan and stepped out of my room. The house seemed unusually quiet, no visible or audible sign of my Aayahmah. After using the toilet, I went to the kitchen – she was not there but a warm mug of coffee was waiting for me. I took a sip and then went to her room – again, empty. I came out to the dining area, put my mug down on the table and wondered where

"டேய்..ரகு….சீக்கிரமா ஷாப்பிங்க் போகனும்முன்னு சொன்னா,நீ வெளிய யாரோட பேசிகிட்டு இருக்க…" என்று என் ஆசை அம்மா மாலதி வெளியே வந்தாள்.அவள் ரெடியாகி இருந்தாள்."சரி சீக்கிரமா,வா" என்று சொல்லிவிட்டு சென்ற அம்மாவைப்பார்த்தேன்..சரிதான்..இன்னைக்கும் என் சுண்ணியை பாடாய்படுத்தபோறாள் என்று.நேத்து நைட்டு அவளைப்போட்டு ஓத்தது,இன்னும் சுண்ணியின் முனையில் சிறிது எரிச்சலாக

Bright rays of sunlight beamed into my room through tiny openings on the wooden walls of my room, as I woke up on the Tuesday morning, to the sounds of birds happily chirping on the jambu (guava) and belimbing (star fruit) trees at the back of my house (right behind my room). Recalling the events of the night before I felt overjoyed about my sexual graduation and that I was no longer a virgin. More importantly, my first sexual experience had been so beautiful, so intense and so satisfying – the pleasures and feelings that had run through my body were beyond any of my expectations. If that was what sex and making love was about, then I wanted more - I had found paradise.Making love to Aayahmah was wonderful and if last night was anything to go by, she was as much in need of the pleasures of the flesh as I was. The clean, affectionate and soft-spoken lady I knew as my Aayahmah had transformed into a female animal in bed, fucking me like a bitch in heat and urging me on with obscene

நான் பெங்களூரில் ஒரு பெரிய தனியார் கம்பெனியில் வேலை செய்து கொண்டு இருந்தேன். நண்பர்களோடு ஒரு வீடு எடுத்துத் தங்கி இருந்தேன். வேலை விடுமுறை என்றால் அருகில் இருந்த இணையதள மையத்துக்கு செல்வது வழக்கம். சாதாரணமாக ஆரம்பித்த அப்பழக்கம், நாளடைவில் வேறு திசை மாறியது. இணையதளத்தில் மலிந்து கிடந்த காம இச்சைகள் தூண்டும் பகுதியில் எனது கவனம் திரும்ப ஆரம்பித்து இருந்தது.

We were an average family of five, well known and respected in the community. My Dad, Ravi, was a postmaster at the local post-office and my Mum, Rani, was a staff-nurse at the district hospital. Dad was then 53 and Mum had just turned 50. Both had fallen in love with each other many moons ago and brought three of us into this world. My eldest sister, Sheela, was 27, a dentist by qualification, recently married to a lawyer and happily settled down in Kuala Lumpur. My second sister, Leela, was 22 and in her third year of a psychology degree at the Science University in Penang. My name is Mohan and I was the youngest at 18. I had just started my first semester, pursuing a Chemical Engineering degree at the University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur.Our home was located in the town of Tampin in the southern part of Malaysia. At that time, we stayed in a government house (provided by the government, since both my parents were working in the civil service) in a "civil-servants" neighbourhood.

"அம்மா..""ம்ம்ம்...""நம்ம கதையை யார்ட்டயாவது சொல்லலாமா..?""என்னடா.. திடீர்னு உனக்கு இப்படி ஒரு ஆசை...?""எனக்கு சொல்லணும் போல இருக்கும்மா... என் அழகு அம்மாவை நான் டெயிலி ஓக்குறேன்.. நான் இஷ்டப்பட்ட பொசிஷன்ல வச்சு.. அவ கூதியை விதவிதமா ஓக்குறேன்னு ஊருக்கே கத்தி சொல்லணும் போல இருக்கு..""ச்சீய்.. கருமம்...!! இதெல்லாம் வெளில சொன்னா வேக்ககேடுடா..!!""இன்டர்நெட்ல சொல்லலாம்மா.. நம்ம பேரை மாத்தி