When I got transferred to Mumbai I told my friend to search for a house. As I’m new to the place, I find it difficult to get a good house and finally he took me to his friend who was staying in a two bed room flat. His name was Kishore and he was staying with his wife. He wants to share his flat with known person, so that he can save some money. I also agreed to stay with him and shifted my things to his flat. Kishore told that his wife has gone to her mother’s place, a remote village, for delivery and she will be coming next week. He will be using one bedroom and I will be using one. Kitchen & bathroom will be shared by both of us.Days went on and I got used to the new place. I also like that flat, as many chicks and aunties are staying nearby.One day, Kishore told that his wife is coming that evening and he has to pick her from the railway station. But unfortunately, as he has some very very urgent office meeting, he requested me to go and pick her up. He had given me the

Next morning, as Tarun got up at around 9 AM already late for office, he looked over to Purva who was fast asleep. He could not help but look at her gorgeous wife wearing nothing sleeping on the bed with her legs spread wide. He noticed the wet patch under the her pussy and instantly realized Purva must have fucked herself to an orgasm while he was asleep. Nowadays, it was common occurence for Purva to wake up in the middle of the night and finger herself as she went about getting fucked like a street whore by all the cheap guys.He did not want to disturb her from her sleep as he knew she needed a lot of rest. Her body was completely sore as he could see bite and hand marks over her thighs and her boobs as well as her stomach. Her pussy was moist and quite red owing to the fact that she was completely raped mercilessly by all those horny men.Tarun could not resist his raging hard on, so he lightly touched his sexy wife's pussy with his hands. It was still so moist, that he felt she

Needless to say I was pretty disappointed about what Pushkar did. True that I asked him to get us out as soon as possible, but come on! I was at my sexual peak! Damn! I knew Pushkar too knew that, but this was so unlike Pushkar. He always loved to exhibit me as a whore and given that Mishra ji, Kesava and Paresh were all his close friends and the hotness of the situation, I would never have expected Pushkar to cut it off so soon. I was completely sure they were going to gangbang me however they wanted.Anyway, so there was nothing I could do now, though I wished Pushkar took me back to the cheap hut to get me fucked by all of them.So as we were walking, I realized that my panty was completely drenched with my leaked pussy juices. The juices were infact still flowing heavily. It seemed like it took me a long time these days to get rid of the sexual inertia. Pushkar too was clearly horny from all the things he and his friends had been doing to me.As we kept walking, I could catch sight

As the parents of Guru belonged to village, they married early.  Soon after the marriage his mother faced a hostile mother-in-law.  Their relationship turned so sour that one day, when Guru was four, his father divorced his mother.  He kept Guru with him, only as a gesture of male dominance.  As per village tradition his father and mother re-married soon. After his second marriage his father decided to move to a nearby town.  His mother, however, remained in the village.  He occasionally visited the village and was aware of the fact who his real mother was but not permitted to meet her.  Change, however, had the final say.As Guru turned nineteen his father died.  His step mother declined to keep him in her home.  He shifted back to his village and started to live with one of his uncle.  There, he was treated as a servant and kept busy in different chores all day.  Seeing his plight, one of his maternal uncle asked Guru to start