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The world can be so small. If you are not careful, who you can hurt today can easily come back to hurt you tomorrow. I was reminded of this fact personally over the last few months. I guess I better start at the beginning."I don't like that man." My wife Vidya told me as we entered our gated community.I turned to look back at the guard she was pointing out to me.Vidya and I had just returned from a walk. The complex where we had our house, in the outskirts of Pune, was next to a small ravine with a small river below. There was a big sandy area on the banks of that river, which was popular with many of my neighbours. It was busy on the weekends, but during the work week it was hardly occupied. I had a day off, so Vidya packed a picnic lunch and we had an enjoyable couple of hours enjoying each other's company. We held hands, stole kisses, and had a great time. However, since the ravine was outside the gated community, we had to exit our complex whenever we visited, and then reenter on

The morning after our conversation about opening up our marriage, I tried to laugh it off as just dirty pillow talk. Sex talk at night, when you are horny, is a very different situation than in the cold harsh light of the morning.I have watched my wife enveloped in the throes of an orgasm with another man between her legs - twice. It was a sight to savour as Vidya uninhibitedly enjoyed the pleasure that only a large penis could give her, and I couldn't. I still get hard thinking about Ramu's huge dark rod invading her fair pussy. It's a spectacle to see Vidya, unrestrained, enjoying raw sex, even if that was with another man.Jealousy was also the other primary reaction. It is definitely not easy to remain without emotions when you see your wife being pounded by another man and her face betrays the fact that's she's getting satisfaction from another penis. The only thing that kept me going through those affairs was that I loved Vidya more than anything in the world and I wanted to see

My name is Rajesh and I am married to my sweetheart Vidya. Soon (in just over a month), we would be celebrating our third wedding anniversary. It was past 10.30 at night, and Vidya was lying on the bed reading, and I was working on my laptop on a project."Oh my fat husband," Vidya called out from the bed. "Leave your laptop and come here. I need you to lick me, and then to fuck me. My pussy is tingling tonight."That was one great thing, amongst many great things, I loved about Vidya. Sex with her was very efficient. She was explicit and blunt about her needs. A nymphomaniac by nature, she would tell you exactly what she wanted to you do – no hunting around for "subtle hints"."Yes, darling."Obediently, I shut my laptop and stood up. Walking over and standing beside the bed, to her left, I started to undress. My shirt came off first, followed by my watch. I then reached down and unbuckled the belt. Rolling down my jeans to my ankles, I stepped out of my pants. Vidya caught hold of the

My name is Rajesh Mathur and I was in deep trouble at work.I was making ends meet, but barely. I work at a large family owned Indian company on the outskirts of Pune that manufactures electronics for security systems. I had recently been made permanent, and given a raise for my 4 years of hard work as an engineer, and immediately after that I had purchased a large house and a bigger car. I knew I was stretched financially with the mortgage and a car loan, but as long as I was employed, I was fine.My company had recently gone global, with offices in Korea and Sri Lanka, and I had worked my way up the corporate ladder and was a valued engineer, so I didn't realize my job would ever be in jeopardy. Now, suddenly, I was in danger of losing my house, my car, everything!It was my asshole of a boss, Gaurav. We were working on a project and Gaurav was the project lead. He was also the Vice President of the company, and he had made a series of bad deals with a foreign collaborator. Parts were

Lew, standing in the hallway, watched his mother packing her suitcase. "Well, at least she's smiling!" he thought, a small smile on his own lips. When he and his girlfriend had hatched this plan he could have sworn that it wouldn't work. But given that they were to take a plane later today, it was clear that he had been wrong.Shifting his eyes slightly, Lew looked at his mother like men looked at women. Just for a moment, of course. His mother was still very beautiful and sexy even though she was nearly forty. She was average size, but very curvy. Not curvy in the sense that she was chubby. Instead she was blessed with very large breasts and prominent hips, with a small waist in between. Her long brown hair, currently loose all over her back, enhanced her sexiness.He had no idea why she was still single, three years after she broke up with Lew's dad. And the fact that she was single was the number one reason behind this crazy idea of a trip south. Lew and his girlfriend thought about

As soon as I pulled onto our street I knew mom was by the pool. Not that I could see past the wooden fence surrounding our backyard, but I didn't have to. The fact my best friend Jack, who lived next door, was on his porch with a couple of his friends looking into my yard was a dead giveaway. In a way it ticked me off, but then again, who could blame them? Fact was my mother was not only pretty damn hot, but lately had taken to wearing some revealing bathing suits when she went swimming.No, not a bathing suit; that would be the fairly modest one piece she used to don when at the pool. What my mother was wearing these days was a bikini and a damn skimpy one. So skimpy I was getting uncomfortable looking at her. Parking in the driveway next to Dad's red Mazda I shut off the car and frowned at my last thought. Saying I was uncomfortable looking at mom lately wasn't really the right word. If I was to be honest with myself the word was horny.The last few weeks Mom had been dressing much

தென் தமிழ்நாட்டின் அழகிய மேற்கு தொடர்ச்சி மலை அடிவாரத்தில் உள்ளது அந்த கிராமம். இயற்கையோடு ஒன்றி வாழும் அந்த கிராமத்து மக்களுக்கு விவசாயம்தான் முக்கிய தொழில்.`அந்த அழகு தழும்பும் கிராமத்தில் பிறந்து வளர்ந்த, மூன்று இளம் சிட்டுகளை பற்றி அமைந்ததுதான் இந்தக் கதை.அமுதா, அம்சா, பைரவி இவைகள்தான் அவர்கள் பெயர்கள்.பக்கத்து ஊரில் இருக்கும் அரசினர் பள்ளியில் பிளஸ் டூ

As the hot April sun soaked into the neighborhood, Hema Balaji felt like tearing off her Ghaghra. She wanted to be totally naked, tan all over. But of course that would have shocked the neighbors. "Darn," Hema sighed softly. "I sure am getting some crazy ideas lately."It wasn't just the idea of wanting to lie around stark naked in the back yard. Yesterday Hema had gotten the hots for the mailman. He was new on her route, a blond hunk, and he'd looked terrific in his uniform. Hema felt ashamed of herself. She was a knotted woman, and she really did love her lover, Sri. But they'd been knotted for seven years now, and their sex life wasn't as exciting as it used to be. In fact, Hema thought sadly, it was about as exciting as watching paint dry.She glanced around to see if anybody was watching, then pressed a hand to her pouting cunt-mound. She had an insane desire to slip her hand down inside her Ghaghra and play with herself. Why, she hadn't masturbated since she was a 18 year old! She

அன்று சண்டே. சங்கர் ஆபிஸ் டென்சன் இல்லாமல் நிம்மதியாய் தூங்கி எழுந்தான்.இந்த சங்கர் தாங்க நம்ம கதையோட கதா நாயகன். படிச்சது M.B.A. இம்போர்ட் எக்போர்ட் கம்பனில ஜாப். இருக்குறது சென்னைல ஒரு சிங்கிள் பெட்ரூம் பிளாட்ல.வயசு 32 ஆகுது. ஆனாலும் இன்னும் கல்யாணம் ஆகல. தங்கச்சிக்கு கல்யாணம் பண்ணிட்டு பண்ணிக்கலாம்னு இருக்கான்.சங்கர் கரு கருன்னு நிறம். செம பாடி. சும்மா காடெருமை போல