Tag: lactation

I am Jayanthi, 33 (now), good-looking, mother, homemaker, and caretaker. My life is filled with feelings but I could not say less about sex because I enjoy doing sex.In this part, I will be narrating my old experiences and the things involved in my life which started this journey. I would like to share here the last 11 years of my life.2010 College FarewellLike everyone, my college life was also so colorful. I enjoyed it. I was a BA English graduate. I was good at my studies. Sometimes, even seniors also came to me to clear their doubts during my second and third years. I also enjoyed clearing those doubts.At college, we usually wore half-sarees and hence so many people called me ‘Teacher’. Even some professors also called me like that!My body figure was very clear to people (my stats were 26-24-28 at that time). I have seen many people ogling at me with waterfalls in their mouths! But I could not feel anything about this up to the beginning of my third year.At that time, one of

கதையைத் தொடர்வது அஞ்சலி:  சித்தி சொன்ன கதையைக் கேட்டு எனக்கு உடம்பெல்லாம் சூடாகி வேர்த்துப் போனது. முலைக்காம்பு இரண்டும் விறைத்துக்கொண்டு வலித்தது. சித்திக்கும் அப்படித்தான் இருந்திருக்க வேண்டும் . முந்தானைக்குள்ளே கையை விட்டு தாராளமா முலையைத் தடவி அழுத்திக் கொண்டிருந்தாள்.  "பாலு என் வீட்டில் இருந்த 7 நாளையும் நினைத்தாலே உடம்பெல்லாம் வேகுது அஞ்சலி"  "ஆமாம்

நாள்: 3வழக்கம் போல, காபி, குளியல், டிபன் எல்லாம் முடிந்தது. 9:00 மணிக்கு என் புருசன் வெளியே கிளம்பினார். வருவதற்கு 1:00 மணிக்கு மேலே ஆகுமென்று சொல்லிவிட்டுப் போனார். மிச்சம் இருக்கிறது காயத்ரி, அவள் 10:00 மணிக்குப் போய் விடுவாள். கிடைக்கிற நேரத்தைச் சரியா பயன்படுத்திக் கொள்ள வேண்டும். எல்லாமே எதார்த்தமாகவும் இருக்கவேண்டும். ரூம்ல உட்கார்ந்து சரியான திட்டம்

I, Nalini of 21 years old got married recently still enjoying my honeymoon with my husband Radhakrishnan who is into marketing and travels a lot. My size is 34-26-36 got medium sized breasts but fully firm with pink nipples and a bigger firm ass. My brother ravi is staying with me as he is having summer vacations, and since I was alone, to keep company. He was studying in 12th standard about 18 years of age.One day, as I was cooking breakfast and was alone as my hubby was on tour, I heard the doorbell. My hubby was supposed to arrive tomorrow morning, wondering who is at this earlier hour went and opened the door. I was surprised to see Manjula didi at the door who was sobbing, who came inside the house and locked the front door and she hugged me and said:" Nalini please help me my breasts are paining a lot, help me release the milk from my breasts". On hearing Manjula I was dumbstruck, in fact, Manjula was our neighbor of 26 years age married to Rakesh who is currently in us on an

I am a newly married housewife aged 26 years with a 34B-26-36, enjoying and satisfied with my husband’s lovemaking in bed, but still, yearn for a feminine body touch which I am missing from college girlfriend during our golden college days. I loved the soft hands of my girlfriend roaming and caressing my body and especially the soft hands pressing my breasts instead of my husband’s rough hands.It was a Monday morning at 11 am, had finished my bath and was wearing a loose T-shirt with no bra because I love my boobs dance freely when I am alone in the house and a long skirt with a panty. And as usual, I was busy with the cooking for the afternoon lunch when the doorbell rang, opened the door and saw our new maid Shanti at the door. Shanti was working for us from the past one month, a middle-aged decent looking lady of maybe 30 to 33 years old, slightly brownish in colour and she was about 5’ 3 "in height, slightly a plump lady with a 36D boobs and a fleshy stomach which was

I am Latha, a 23 years old housewife. My husband Ramu is employed in a private company as a clerk. I am having a child, aged about six months old now.It happened about a year ago. My husband had left for office in the morning. It was about 9.30 in the morning when I got a telephone call from him. He asked me to urgently come over to his office. He insisted that I should rush immediately. He did not tell me the reason, but his voice made me feel that he was in some trouble. Although I had not taken bath, I washed my face, applied light make up, left the child with a distant neighbor, hired an auto and reached his office. On seeing me, he took me to a private place. He looked shattered. His voice was choked. He told me that his management had fixed him up in a money misappropriation matter involving about 3 lakh rupees, and wanted to hand over him to police. Although he told me he was innocent, I didn’t believe him. We had constructed the house with some luxuries. He did not take any

இங்கிருந்து கதையை ஜமுனாவே சொல்லுவாள்:"பாலு, என்னப்பா செய்யிற. எதாச்சும் வேணுமா?""ஒன்றுமில்ல சித்தி. ஊரை விட இங்கே சூடு அதிகமா இருக்கு""ஆமாண்டா. இங்கே எல்லாமே செம சூடுதான்"என்னுடைய டபுள் மீனிங் பேச்சு அவனுக்குப் புரிந்த மாதிரி தெரியவில்லை. நான் அவன் பெட்டை பார்த்தேன். எல்லாம் ஒழுங்காகத்தான் இருந்தது. இருந்தாலும், வேண்டும் என்றே பெட் சீட்டை இழுத்துச் சரி பண்ணினேன்.

மணி 11:00, ஒரு குளியல் போடலாமென்று நினைக்கும் போது யாரோ கதவைத் தட்டினார்கள். இந்த நேரத்தில் யாரா இருக்கும். சுந்தர் வந்திருப்பானோனென்று நினைத்துக்கொண்டு ‘யாரது’ என்று கேட்டுக் கொண்டே கதவைத் திறந்தேன்.   "மேடம். நான் ரோஹித். உங்களுக்கு மசாஜ்ல உதவி செய்ய வந்திருக்கிறேன்"   21-22 வயசில் ஒரு வாலிபன். வெளுத்த சரீரம். மீசை இல்லாமல் சுத்தமா ஷேவ் பண்ணியிருந்தான். வெள்ளை

As I drove back home, I felt a little guilty at what I'd done. I mean, at the back of my mind, I knew that I was being unreasonable. As a wise man once said, men give love to get sex, and women give sex to get love.Priorities differ. For me, the physical aspect was more important, and for the two women in the group, the feeling of attention and the feeling that they were needed (and someone considered them beautiful) was perhaps more important. By putting a condition that the relationship should be kept on a physical plane only, I knew, I was being selfish.But also at the back of my mind, I knew it was almost impossible to keep it that way.The first day after being back from the holiday had passed relatively quietly and without incident. Sara had pinged me, and unfortunately, I was extremely busy at work at the moment. So it was more or less just a 'hi, how are you..' sort of conversation. I hoped Appu would have the required conversation with her today evening.I reached home to find

I got married in an arranged marriage set up. Originally from a village, I'd moved to a big city after graduation for job. I tried to have romantic relationships with girls in the city, but found that I was too rustic to be successful. Frankly, I had no clue about girls. My idea of girls was too influenced by what I saw in Hindi movies, and were totally unrealistic. I can say all this now, looking back. In my early 20s and late teens, however, I really had no clue.Besides, growing up in a conservative town in Kerala (Southern India), with hardly any opportunity to interact properly with girls meant I was bound to be inexperienced in wooing girls.I found city girls too bold, or too money-minded, and needless to say, my romantic life was a total disaster. At age 28, I was still a virgin, though, to some extent, it was also a choice since I was adamant that I would only have sex with someone I love, and not just any one who was available.There were opportunities, once or twice, with