It was seventh of April, a sultry summer day and Anju Shenoy could not have forgotten this day for ever. Precisely seven years had passed since the dreadful afternoon when she had heard the tragic news of the accident which had shattered her life to pieces. It was on that fateful day that her husband Rajesh Shenoy while returning home from office had met with an accident which had resulted in his right arm and leg being totally paralyzed. Since then, to date she had toiled hard to see that her husband and child were not affected in any respect and today after a lapse of seven long tormenting years she was feeling tired, fatigued, and lonely. Today she was so tired that after finishing her lunch she just stretched herself on the sofa and reclining on it as she started recollecting the horrifying past, her eyelids grew heavier and before she could lie properly on the sofa she fell asleep. In her sleep as Anju moved down on the sofa, the sari covering her chest slipped down,

Standing on the balcony of her single room flat she was gazing at the bright stars playing hide and seek with the passing of thin clouds. At time they were sparkling brightly and at times the darkness overshadowed them as was the case with her from the past five years.Her eyes were filled as she recalled the moment when her son boarded the bus to reach a far off destination to pursue his studies, five years ago. Then also she had stood still staring at the bus slowly moving out of her vision and today she was gazing at the stars as the time of arrival of her son was nearing.In the past five years she had hardly met him ten times when she had gone to the boarding home. How she had wished she had enough money to visit him regularly, but those days she could ill afford it. She had strived hard saving money to see this day and today being the first day of his job, she waited for him to come home.She was uncertain as to when he would reach home. The seconds were slowly tickling by and as

On the king size bed in the privacy of their bedroom Alka was thrashing her body wildly while her husband was pounding his cock deep into cunt. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her cunt and knew that any moment he may spurt. As she lifted her legs and allowed his cock to penetrate deeper, giving a final trust her husband spent his sperm into her and being exhausted lay upon her crushing her on the bed. She liked it as it was on rare occasion that he fucked her, more so when he had planned to go on a tour. It was his way of telling her that he will out for few days. Alka looked forward for his tours as it was during this time he used her body.Today it was different as her husband had asked her to take their son and visit her mother. She was worried thinking about her mother who came from a nomad family. She was worried about the stories her mother would tell her teen-aged son. She was worried it may upset him. Apart from the stories the rituals her mother believed in were

The cat crossed the street and sat wagging its tail on the steps of the house just opposite to us as though it was mocking at me. Gayathri, my mother began slapping her cheeks with both her hands, looked up to the sky and began praying as foolishly as she has always remained. I knew it is going to take a few more minutes before I can finally leave for college, which is a couple of miles away from my house.What a bad omen! my mother panted as she rushed inside the house and returned with a glass of water.Take a few sips of water while I will keep an eye on the street, She began looking out for any more cats; widows; people who never had issues; anything which she considered as a bad omen if they came across me while I stepped down from the house. It was then that some of my classmates went past our house looking at me standing on the steps, glancing at the cat which was still sitting in the opposite direction and smiled as they knew what was going on.I am getting late, I groaned at my

The moment we landed at Tirupati railway station, Raghu remembered what his friends had cautioned him before he left.You are a compulsive smoker. Ensure that you have sufficient inventory of cigarettes before you go up the hill. You won't get even a single cigarette even if you shell out a million rupees.They were right. Raghu was a compulsive smoker and could never get rid of the urge to reach out for a fag after anything he drank or ate. He stole an opportunity while his mother and wife were enjoying a nice cup of coffee as he hurriedly bought a few packets of his favorite brand of cigarettes and cleverly kept them deep inside his bag, beneath his clothes.Fortunately for them, there weren't those long queues to board the bus that took the huge crowds up the hill to Tirumala, one of the most visited pilgrim centers in the country. They were lucky again to get seated in a row that could accommodate all the three of them. As the bus began the journey, most of the pilgrims inside the

It wasn't a pleasant feeling for me to see Atul, my 21 year old son's eyes straying on my 19 year old daughter all the time disregarding my presence. Being a responsible mother, I feared that the horny young lad could end up doing something unprecedented in our family and thereby making a mess of both of their lives. I have noticed the efforts he made to get closer with his younger sister physically. Alka was too ignorant for her age and never suspected her horny brother's intentions as she was all at ease in his company. I started feeling more discomfort after I watched Atul staring at Alka's cleavage which she was inadvertently revealing while they were playing chess at home. It was an awkward feeling to see him getting into the bathroom as I could guess what guys of his age would be doing in. Although I was saddened to see my son straying like this, I couldn't help having sympathy for him as his generation is being exposed to all sorts of rubbish beginning from the TV. My

தமிழ்த் தொலைக்காட்சிகளில் நேயர்கள் மத்தியில் மிகவும் பிரபலமாக இருந்த அந்த நிகழ்ச்சியின் படப்பிடிப்பு வெகுநேர்த்தியாக நடந்து கொண்டிருந்தது. போட்டியில் பங்கேற்று ஆட வந்திருந்தவர்களின் நெருங்கிய உறவினர்கள் பார்வையாளர்களாக அமர்ந்து அவரவர் குடும்ப உறுப்பினர்கள் வெளிப்படுத்திய திறமையைக் கண்டு அதிசயித்துக் கொண்டிருந்தனர். அந்தக் கூட்டத்தோடு கூட்டமாக சரளாவும்

Tim rolled out of bed, took his shower, and dressed for school still half-asleep. It had been a brutal week and week-end what with final exams and non-stop partying. This week should be a breeze, he thought, just show up and prepare for graduation. He stumbled blindly to the kitchen where his dad sat reading the paper and his mother stood at the sink rinsing off a few of the dishes prior to putting them in the dishwasher. Tim stopped behind her and leaning forward, reached for the cereal box in the cabinet above her. With one hand opening the door and the other reaching for the box he was unable to maintain his already poor balance and fell against his mother. Jill Morgan was an executive with a large manufacturing firm. At 37 she still had the shapely body of a woman of twenty, and was dressed in her usual business suit skirt and white blouse. Her coat was hung on a nearby chair. Under the skirt she wore tiny nylon panties and panty hose which tended to keep her ass cheeks tight

My mother is 55 years old. I'm 35. I have never had any sexual thoughts about my mother. That's not the kind of relationship we have. She wanted to visit my sister down in Fla, so I agreed to drive her there. I knew the trip would take two days, so we would have to stay in a hotel one night. I didn't want to pay for two rooms so I asked mom if it was OK if we stayed in one room with two beds. She had no problem with that. The day arrived. I picked mom up early in the morning and got started on the drive. We just had small talk in the car, nothing important. The drive was pretty boring. I was glad when it became evening so I started looking for a hotel. I found one for 39 dollars per night. The clerk asked me if I was alone or with someone. I asked why. He stated if it was two people it would cost 59 dollars instead of 39 dollars. I lied and told the clerk it was just me. I parked in front of the room. I opened the trunk and took out our two over night bags. I ask mom

திறந்திருந்த ஜன்னல்வழியாக மெல்லிய குளிர்காற்று வீட்டுக்குள் புகுந்திருந்தது. குளிக்கிற பெண்ணை ஒளிந்திருந்து பார்க்கும் விடலைப்பையனைப் போல நிலவின் வெளிச்சம் திருட்டுத்தனமாய் எட்டிப்பார்த்துக் கொண்டிருந்தது. சனிக்கிழமை! அப்பா விடிய விடிய சீட்டாடிவிட்டு, அதிகாலையில் தான் திரும்புவார். தம்பியும் தன் பல்ஸரை முடுக்கிக்கொண்டு ஊர்மேயக் கிளம்பியாகி விட்டது.