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எங்கள் வீடே விழாக்கோலம் பூண்டிருந்தது. வீடு முழுவதும் அழகாக அலங்கரிக்கப் பட்டிருந்தது. வீட்டில் எல்லோரும் புத்தாடை உடுத்தியிருந்தார்கள். அனைவரும் முகத்தில் சந்தோஷத்தோடு உற்சாகமாக திரிந்தார்கள். சமயலறையில் விருந்து தயாராகிக் கொண்டிருந்தது. புதுவகை இனிப்புகள் ரெடியாகிக் கொண்டிருந்தன. வீடு முழுவதும் கேலிப்பேச்சும் சிரிப்பொலியுமாக இருந்தது. எல்லாம் எதற்காக

வீடு வந்ததும் அம்மாவும், ரோஸியும் உடை மாற்றி நைட்டியில் வந்தனர்! அம்மாவே ரோஸியிடம்! ஏண்டி! உன் அண்ணன் உன்னை அந்தசுடிதார்…ல அழகாய் இருக்குன்னு சொன்னானே, இன்னும் கொஞ்ச நேரம் அப்படியேதான் இருக்கிறது? அதுக்குள்ள என்ன அவசரம்?சரிம்மா!சாரி..ண்ணா! வேணுமின்னா உடனே போட்டு காட்டுகிறேன்! அண்ணனுக்கில்லாததா?ஏண்டி! அந்த பார்ட்டிக்கி அத்தனை பேரும் உன்கூட படிக்கிரவங்களா…டி?

எங்கள் வீட்டில் அப்பா, அம்மா, நான், தங்கச்சி நாலே பேர்தான்! அப்பா கொஞ்ச நாள் துபாயில் வேலைபார்த்தார். பிறகு சென்னையில் செட்டிலாகிவிட்டோம். நான் டிகிரி முடித்து வேலைக்கு செல்கிறேன்! தங்கச்சி ரோஸ்லின் பேஷன் டிசைனிங் படிக்கிறாள்.அம்மா வீட்டில்தான் இருக்கிறாள், பெயர் ரூபி ஜான், அப்பா பேர் ஆல்பிரட் ஜான் தங்கச்சி ரோஸி!! 19 வயதிற்கேற்ற வளர்ச்சி!! முலை ரெண்டும் சும்மா நச்..னு

Next morning being Saturday Amar left for college early and when he came back he was asked by his mother to change fast as they all were going out for dinner. Amar was delighted as they were going to one of his favorite restaurants.After having a wash and getting dressed up as he came he was enchanted to see his mother wearing a half white silk sari with a sleeve less matching blouse. This was the first time she was decked up so luminously and seeing her he felt proud.Soon they reached the posh restaurant and as the three of them entered the vast dining room Mayuri's mind raced back to the day when they were here last. She remembered it very well that Nithin had accompanied them and it was here that he had teased her in front of his brother. Her thoughts flashed backed to the particular moment when his hand which was on her thigh had failed to reach the goal. She remembered how at the last moment he had chickened out and how it had affected her.As she was recalling all this she was

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

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 if she needed

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"

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

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

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.