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This happen when we went for a vacation to Goa. It was one of the vacations we planned after long time. We dropped our kid to grandparents and went for a weeklong vacation. For a long time I was asking my wife to show off some of her hot body in public but she always said no. Just to describe my wife, she is 32 and has great body to die for. She has amazing 34C boobs with large brown nipples. Her boobs are perfect for her age. They look really nice on her 28 waist and 36 hips. She always wear clothes which are covering her full. I keep her pushing to wear more bold clothes. She started trying some bold clothes lately after my lot of pushing.For our vacation, she told that it is going to be a surprise for me. We waited for the day of journey. Finally day arrived and after all the arrangement we were set to go. We decided to travel by bus, just to save ourselves from driving. Bus service to Goa is very good and there are lots of options for sleeper buses. Sleeper buses provide lot of

I left my wife tied to the window. Hands secured above her head. Eyes covered with her shawl securely tied. I slowly opened the door and let him in.I had great fantasy of seeing my wife being fucked by someone else. I had tried to talk her into it but she was adamant. The more I read sex stories, the more determined I became. I began posting my stories online too to make up for my fantasies.Then I got a mail from Babu.He appreciated my stories. I send him a mail with one line –"Are you interested in fucking my wife?"From there we developed a new unheard relation. At first he thought I was joking, then when he agreed I was reluctant – could I trust a stranger? But the lust was above all and I decided to trust him. We soon fixed a meeting place and got to know each other putting the fears to rest. We developed an outline and I introduced him to my wife as friend who will be here for few days. Earlier I had coaxed her to try out the Basic Instinct model and here she was smiling and

"எப்படியோ நம்ம கனவு நனவாகிடுச்சு இல்ல பவித்ரா......" என்றார் என் கணவர் திவாகர்.தன் கைகளை என் தோள்களில் படரவிட்டு, என்னை அவரோடு இறுக்க அணைத்துக் கொண்டார். அவரது மார்பின் கதகதப்பும், அந்த ஆண்மை வாசமும் என் நாசிகளுக்குள் புகுந்து ஒருவித சிலிர்ப்பை ஏற்படுத்தியது."ஆமாம் திவா ...... இதுக்காக நீங்க எவ்வளவு கஷ்டப்பட்டீங்கன்னு எனக்குத் தான் தெரியும்." என்றேன் நான்.அவரது நெஞ்சில் என்

முதலில் என்னைப் பற்றி சிறு குறிப்பு. நான் திருமணமானவள். என் வயது .,, உங்கள் ஊகத்திற்கு விட்டு விடுகிறேன்.,,,பேரிளம் பெண். . . . ஒரு 5 வயது மகன் உண்டு. வெளியில் செல்லும்பொழுது ஆண்களின் கண்கள் என்னை மொய்ப்பது எனக்குத் தெரியும். அதில் உள்ளூர சிறு மகிழ்ச்சியும் உண்டு.ஒரு பெண்ணுக்கு இருக்க வேண்டிய சகலமும் என்னிடம் சரியான அளவில்அமைந்திருந்தன. என் கணவர் என்னிடம் இரவில் அடிமையாக

ஹேமா கோவையில் ஒரு தனியார் நிறுவனத்தில் வேலை செய்து கொண்டிருந்தாள். அவளுடைய சக ஊழியரும் நெருங்கிய சினேகிதியுமான சரளா வெகு நாட்களாக தன்னுடன் பாலக்காட்டுக்கு வந்து ஒரு சனி ஞாயிறு கழிக்கலாமென்று வற்புறுத்திக் கொண்டிருந்தாள். ஒரு வழியாக இந்த சனிக்கிழமை மாலை செல்வதென்று வீட்டில் அனுமதி வாங்கி விட்டாள். அலுவலக நேரம் முடிந்தவுடன் "சீக்கிரம் சீக்கிரம்" என்று ஹேமாவை சரளா

Since my baby was born eight months ago my sex life has taken a turn for the worse. My husband doesn't seem very interested, other than an occasional quickie, which leaves me feeling low, not wanted and sexually frustrated.I have worked hard to get myself back in shape and I think I have succeeded very well. The only difference in my body, compared to pre-pregnancy, is the fact that my breasts are much larger and full of milk. I am still breast feeding my baby once a day. The only problem is that I have a surplus of milk and have to express some daily. To me, though, my tits look fantastic. They are large, firm and my nipples are huge and always look swollen and erect. It turns me on no end and they feel extra sensitive and sensual. My husband, however, doesn't seem to like them for some reason and moans at me when my nipples poke through my clothes. He thinks it looks disgusting. I think it looks hot and so very sexy.Anyway, there I was feeling frustrated when my next door

I was 20 years old and just out of college. It was the '70s. I was a virgin who had discovered the wonders of masturbation some weeks ago. I was very curious and my hormones were raging. If there was a sexual revolution on, it had completely bypassed me. A few old issues of Playboy and some bad Black and White pictures of people at sexual intercourse was the only sex education I had had.I travel a lot for my work, being in Sales and Marketing.In the past, many of these trips were undertaken at short notice and trains in India as a rule being overbooked, it was not always possible to get a reserved sleeper. I had just graduated and was out to close deals at any cost to do well on my first job. I used to reach the railway station early in tine for the train to come to the platform. I would then push my way into the unreserved compartment and grab some seats.In this particular instance, I was 2 hours early. I was going from Mumbai to Baroda and had secured myself two seats on this night

I am Chithra. I would like to share my experience with you. This happened recently. I am In my early thirties, married still in shape. (My stats are 5 ft 7″ tall, fair and 36C 30 38). I normally wear saree every day and usually prefer to wear it low-hip, exposing the deep navel as it suits my height. I also secretly enjoy the stares & peeks I receive when the pallu drifts a bit, to the side. The incident I am about to narrate, happened in one of my Bus journeys at Chennai. Sometimes when the bus is crowded there will be some strange hand trying to caress my butt, and after a while, sensing the lack of resistance, usually advance the hand to my bare hip. I like this part especially since I am ticklish around my hips & belly and get very excited when caressed there. My courage level usually ends there and I would start showing some resistance and the hand would vanish as fast as it had app eared. One evening , I had to go shopping and return and I had gotten a bit

Captured through the open window of a vehicle, the composition offers a sharp, high-fidelity study of contrast and intimacy between two individuals. A Desi woman is seated comfortably inside the car, while an elderly Indian man stands outside, creating a dynamic visual narrative framed by the vehicle's boundary. The scene unfolds during the daytime in a natural, outdoor environment, with the background filled by soft, blurred green foliage and a bright sky that diffuses an even, natural light across the subjects.The woman’s upper body is partially bare, presented with an uninhibited openness. Her breasts are large, full, and perfectly rounded, featuring a smooth, fair complexion. Centered upon this ample tissue are prominent areolas of a deep brown hue, which frame erect, protruding nipples of a matching dark shade. Her décolletage is adorned with a thin, delicate gold chain that catches a sharp glint from the daylight. She wears a dark, sheer fabric top finished with an intricate

In the foreground of the image, a young Desi woman with blonde hair is seated and looking to her left with a bright smile. She is wearing a dark, sheer top that exposes her bare breasts, a colorful fringed scarf with shades of pink, turquoise, and beige draped around her neck and over her chest, and distressed blue jeans. Her right hand rests on her chest, and her left arm is bent, with her hand near her face.Behind her, and slightly out of focus, an older man with white hair and a beard is visible through what appears to be a car window. He is wearing a light-colored, checkered shirt and has his right arm extended upwards and outwards, as if waving or reaching.The background shows a lush green landscape with trees and foliage, suggesting an outdoor setting, possibly a roadside or a rural area. The lighting is bright, casting a warm glow over the scene. The composition places the woman prominently in the foreground, capturing her engaging expression, while the man acts as a secondary