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My name is Sangeeta Rawat. I am a simple and educated woman, living at a rural village named Madhupur in Madhya Pradesh. I am 24 years of age now and the mother of 2 very young children. My eldest daughter is 2 years of age and my youngest son is now, a 4 month baby. This is my real life story, on how I have been exploited and subjected to a life of shame, due to circumstances in life. Having lost my daddy in my childhood, I was brought up by my mother, who worked hard in other people's houses to take care of my up-bringing. Luckily she was able to ensure that I was educated. I grew up in economically extremely difficult conditions. The only son of the richest Zamindar ( Landlord ) in our entire district, took a fancy for me. My mother was happy to get me quickly married to him, as his family did not ask for any dowry. We were married 3 years ago. My husband was a good man. He loved me deeply and we led a happily married life. We were blessed with a daughter two years ago. But

காலைல ஒரு 7 மணி இருக்கும். TV சத்தம் கேட்டு தான் நான் முழிச்சேன். வயசு சின்னது தான், ஆனா எழும்போதே என் தம்பி (பூலு) நல்லா எழுந்து நின்னு ஆட்டம் காட்டிட்டு இருந்தான். அதுக்கு முழு காரணமே என் அம்மா தான்.அம்மா எப்பவும் அப்படித்தான்—வீட்டுக்குள்ள ரொம்ப லூஸான நைட்டி, இல்லன்னா லோ-கட் பிளவுஸ்னு தான் சுத்துவாங்க. உள்ள எதும் போடாம, அந்த 42 DD சைஸ் முலைய ஆட்டிக்கிட்டே அவங்க நடக்குறத

My name is Rohan and I am from India.This story goes back to eighteen years. I was only eighteen years old then. My mom Sujata was thirty seven years old and I had a sister who was married and was just twenty. My father ran away from the house may be to become a sadhu. I was just fifteen years old then. We have never heard of him till today.My mom was just sixteen when she was married. My sister Anita was born one year after the marriage. I was born two years after that. My father was a very high profile man working as a civil servant. We lived in a small town in Nasik near Mumbai. My mom continued to study even after her marriage because of my father's encouragement. I don't know being a civil servant how he managed to marry my under aged mom. After completing her collage my mom took up a job in a local bank.We lived in a beautiful duplex bungalow. It had a large living room and two bedrooms in the ground floor and two bedrooms on the first floor. We also had a little garden in the

மாலையில் பெருமாள் கோவில் அமைதியாக இருந்தது. நான் கண்களை மூடிப் பிரார்த்தனை செய்து கொண்டிருந்தபோது, என் அருகே ஒரு வாலிபப் பையன் நின்றிருந்தான். அவன் பெயர் ரகு. அவனுக்கு எதிரே ஒரு மாமி நின்றிருந்தாள். மாராப்பைச் சரி செய்துகொண்டே அந்த மாமி அவனை ஏறிட்டாள்."ஏன்டா ரகு, நீ டியூஷனுக்குப் போகவில்லையா?" எனக் கேட்டாள்.ரகு அவளைப் பார்த்து ஒரு பெருமூச்சு விட்டுவிட்டு, "இல்லை மாமி,

I was in deep trouble. I had taken huge loans from Jaichand, a shrewd money lender in Indore. Jaichand was an old man, but reputed to be extremely crooked and violent. I had not been able to repay him back, despite being warned a lot of times by him. Now he had sent a message that he was coming to meet me in the office that I was working in at Dewas to collect his money. I was panicky! I was frightened that he would shout at me and take me to the police and frame me. I knew that being a government servant, I could not afford to have a criminal offence. I would lose my job and my life would be ruined along with that of my wife and child. My name is Makarand Kakkad. I am a poor clerk in a small government office at Dewas. I am a 27 year old man, living in a small one bed room, hall, kitchen house with my 24 year old wife Anupama and our two month old baby. My wife Anupama, is a village girl. She is not very educated. But, is very pretty - to a point, that almost all the men in the

I was planning to transfer to an out of state graduate school when my mother, who was 43 at the time, decided it was her last chance to have the second baby she had always wanted, but never had because of her busy career in law.  Then a few months in to her pregnancy, it happened. I found myself becoming sexually attracted to my own mother for the first time in my life. Her transformation came gradually, with her wearing fewer clothes around the house to escape the summer heat. And as time went on, not only did her stomach grow, but so did her breasts and thighs. It eventually came to the point where she didn't even bother wearing a bra anymore to hide her ever growing breasts. I tried my best to fight these urges, and I thought it would end after she gave birth, but things only became worse for me. Being able to catch glimpses of her enlarged and swollen dark nipple as she breast fed drove me to the point of having to masturbate thinking about her. I felt ashamed the

The heavy, pouring rain came down in sheets making visibility almost impossible. Wayne struggled to see out the window of his Jeep Cherokee. His mother, Krista sat in the other bucket seat peering out through the suffocating deluge of water. Every few moments, Krista turned and looked out the rear window for a few seconds before looking back to the front."I hope that they are okay," she mumbled."Oh, they'll be fine," Wayne told her, hoping that he was right.Wayne's whole family was driving up to their cabin in the mountain for a mini-vacation. Tony, Wayne's father, Kim, Krista's sister, and Wayne's little sister, Marie were in the second car somewhere behind them. They had taken both cars because Kim had to return on Tuesday. Wayne, Krista, Tony, and Marie were planning to leave the following Friday.When they had started out earlier that morning, it had been sprinkling, but it had turned into a steady rain before very long. The rain had continued to intensify all morning long turning

My name is Rohan and I am from India.This story goes back to eighteen years. I was only eighteen years old then. My mom Sujata was thirty seven years old and I had a sister who was married and was just twenty. My father ran away from the house may be to become a sadhu. I was just fifteen years old then. We have never heard of him till today.My mom was just sixteen when she was married. My sister Anita was born one year after the marriage. I was born two years after that. My father was a very high profile man working as a civil servant. We lived in a small town in Nasik near Mumbai. My mom continued to study even after her marriage because of my father's encouragement. I don't know being a civil servant how he managed to marry my under aged mom. After completing her collage my mom took up a job in a local bank.We lived in a beautiful duplex bungalow. It had a large living room and two bedrooms in the ground floor and two bedrooms on the first floor. We also had a little garden in the

Jack pushed the door open with his foot awkwardly and entered his house. Both his hands were occupied; he was carrying with a large plastic bag of disposable diapers in one hand and two bags of groceries precariously balanced in other arm. Jack set the packages on the kitchen table. "Mom?" No answer. He looked in her bedroom, and saw his mother cradling his baby brother. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Bobby kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. Under protest he went back to bed while Bobby still wailed. He thought he would have trouble going to sleep but he must have gone out as soon as his head hit the pillow. Jack stood there for a moment in the soft light

வளர்மதி மாமி நைட்டிக்கு மாறியிருந்தாள். அந்த மெல்லிய துணியில் அவளது மார்புப் பிளவு அப்பட்டமாகத் தெரிந்தது. நைட்டி உடலோடு ஒட்டிக்கொண்டு அவளது ததும்பும் முலைகள், உருண்டையான சூத்து, அந்தச் செல்லமான தொப்பை என ஒவ்வொன்றையும் எடுப்பாகத் தூக்கிக் காட்டியது. இன்று மாமிக்கு ரகரகமான பிட்டுப் படங்களைக் காட்டி, அவளை ஒரு காம தேவதையாகவே மாற்றிவிட வேண்டும் என முடிவு