My name is Salim, I am 35, got married in 2005 to Uzma who is now 30.  Uzma has a younger sister who is 25 named Huma.  Huma and Uzma are from Lahore but we are all in Karachi.Huma is studying in Karachi and lives with close family friends and goes up to Lahore for holidays.  She would come often to visit us.  For some reason she did not feel comfortable living with us in Karachi and Uzma did not encourage her to stay with us.  Although Huma is modest, sharif kunwari larki, wears the scarf and does not try to draw my attention towards her.I have lust for her.  I fantasize about undressing her and screwing her. Uzma had to go to Lahore to attend a wedding, I could not get leave from work, so Uzma left for Lahore, she told me to invite friends over for company but told me "Don't disturb Huma, she has got exams".  Already the first night alone at home, I started to think about Huma.What if she was here with me, I would seduce her, kiss her lips and

I am Rahul dev living in Jaipur, Rajasthan height 6'1" weight 98 kgs., well built sporty and very active and decent looking guy.  I have my own business of construction.  After getting very hot and good response I thought of posting another real story of mine, this time with my elder sister in law i.e.  elder sister of my wifeshe is couple of years older then me even but she is too hot and on plumper side with big boobs and wide sexy ass.  I really like plumper female and it's again better enough if she is bit older then me I really love Them.  I was out of station for few days on my business trip to Delhi and being it was Diwali holidays my wife along with our kids was at her brother's home so I directly went there itself to give surprise to my wife who was starving for sex for last few days.  We use to do sex at least two time a day and I also did not get any chance in Delhi to fuck any female so I was also very much in mood.I was just planning the

Hi, my name is Nitin, as everybody write in the beginning, I will also  say that it a true incident of my life and I have changed just names.  I know I cannot prove, that it's a true incident, so I am leaving this decision up to readers, it really does not matter to me that it was morally wrong or right, I just know that I really love these moments, and always cherish in my memories.Then there was a family living in our neighborhood and we were living beside each other from years, from the time when I was just a kid.Rupa aunty was widow and she is my mother's friend and we were very close to her family.  She was living with her only son Aashish..  I use to call him Aashish bhaiya.  He is around 6-7 years elder to me, and sometimes I use to go to his house to ask my mathematics problems and he always helped me.Few years back Aashish bhaiya got married to a lovely girl, Tripti bhabhi.  At that time I was doing my first year of graduation, and due to my shy

Sitting on the soft cushioned chair he waited for his Mom to come down. He had been waiting for last 15 minutes and it usually never took her so long to dress up and come down. At that point of time he did not know what was holding her up as they had to reach the Airport to receive his uncle and aunt.After glancing at his watch for umpteenth time as he looked up his eyes got focused on a gorgeous lady draped in a silk sari with her loose hair flying walking down the stairs. For few seconds it was difficult for him to envisage what he saw. It was hard for him to believe it was his mother, who was so gorgeously decked, her hair loose, her body swaying walking down the stairs and when she went past him, he was stunned when the perfume hit his nostrils. He was in a daze and as he could not reason out her appearance he followed her tamely.On following his eyes got riveted on her movements. Seeing her body sway he felt something, something which he could not envisage at that moment. It was

கண்ணாடி முன்னால் நின்று கொண்டு இருந்தேன். வடிவு. வயது 40. கண்ணாடியில் என்னை பார்க்க எனக்கே போதையாக இருந்தது. முகம் லட்சணமாக நடிகை சுகன்யா போல லஷ்மிகரமாக இருந்தது. வயது 40 ஆனாலும் முகத்தில் இன்னும் இளமை அப்படியே இருந்தது.சற்றே நீண்ட முகம். மிக கச்சிதமான நாசி. சிவந்த உதடுகள். ரோஜாவை போல கொஞ்சம் உப்பி இருந்தது. நல்ல உயரம். கவர்ந்திழுக்கும் மீனா ஐடெக்ஸ் கண்கள். போதையான கண்கள்.

Mom's Perspective: The ExperimentEverything was going according to plan until the State went into lockdown. The laboratory had to be temporarily closed and the research team was ordered to work from home.The experimental drug made Elizabeth's breasts swollen and filled with milk, since they were now deprived of the industrial strength pumps in the laboratory.She milked herself twice a day in her bedroom, having been supplied with breast pumps, small sealable bags, and a cooling container for transport. Each sample of her milk was invaluable as they represented gradual changes in her body. Her basement freezer was full of bags which had been carefully marked with the date.There was just one problem; her milk supply seemed to be associated with heightened sexual activity. Technicians in the labs typically helped her navigate that snafu. Now that she was isolated, it was more of a challenge.Left without a proper outlet, Elizabeth's hormones were teetering on the brink. She was in

திடுக்கென்று கண் விழித்து பார்க்கும்போது என் உடம்பு வியற்வையால் நனைந்து இருந்தது. மீண்டும் அதே கனவு! இந்த கனவு ஒரு மாதமாக அடிக்கடி வந்துக்கொண்டு இருக்கிறது. கனவில் நந்து என்ற நந்தகோபால் தன் நீண்ட தடியை என் உதட்டின் அருகில் ஆட்டிக்கொண்டு இருப்பது போல! அவன் தண்டு நன்றாக வீங்கி கொடி மரம் போல நரம்புகள் புடைக்க தத்ரூபமாக தெரிந்தது. தண்டின் நுனியில் வெண்மையான விந்தின்

சென்னை செண்ட்ரல் ஸ்டேஷன் சென்னையிலிருந்து ராஜஸ்தான் ஜெய்சல்மாருக்கு செல்லும் நள்ளிரவு ரயில் தடதடத்து கிளம்பியது. ரயில் நகர ஆரம்பித்ததும் சென்னை புழுக்கம் மறைந்து வெளியே சில்லென்று காற்று அடித்தது. போதாதகுறைக்கு தூறல் வேறு போட தொடங்கி இருந்ததால் திடிரென்று தட்பவெப்பம் மாறியது. மேலும் முதல் வகுப்பு ஏ. சியும் முழுதாக இருந்ததால் லேசாக குளிரவும் ஆரம்பித்தது. நான்

As I stood outside my home in the beating rain at 11 pm, waiting for my mother to open the door, the only thing I could think of was what my mother would be wearing.Because the last time I had come home from college, mom opened the door in just a towel that barely covered her 36D sized breasts and her thick hips. I feasted my eyes on her milky white thighs for the first time that day, and the rest of my vacation days were spent trying to get a glimpse of her in that position, but in vain.After what seemed like an eternity, I could hear the latches opening on the other side of the door. Mom opened the door in a hurry, and it was evident that I had woken her up from a deep sleep."Sorry mom, I had to wake you up from your sleep" I apologised, sheepishly and walked inside the home, placing my damp bag by the side of the door."Oh, shush." Mom said, shutting the door behind me. "I'm just glad you arrived safely, at this time" She said, picking up a towel to dry my hair. She turned on the

வடிவு பார்வையில்சென்னை. இந்த வருடம் சற்று அளவுக்கதிகமாகவே வெய்யில் கொளுத்திக் கொண்டு இருந்தது. இரவு பத்து மணிக்கே எல்லாரும் டி. வி ஸீரியலில் தஞ்சம் அடைந்து விட வெளியே வழக்கத்தை மீறி ஆள் நடமாட்டம் குறைந்து இருந்தது. தெருவில் இருட்டாக இருந்தாலும் அங்கே இருந்த பழைய கால பிரிட்டிஷ் கால வீட்டில் மட்டும் விளக்கு பளீரென்று எரிந்துக் கொண்டு இருந்தது.வடிவுக்கரசி. வயது 39. பால்