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

I had Savitri in my mind while I was driving to work. I liked her innocent face, but god was she busty. Having such a sexy wife like Purva, I almost always thought about her and her voluptuous body whenever I was aroused. But now, the thought of savaging a woman like Savitri didn't skip my mind.Due to Purva's exciting 'interactions' with the construction guys and her sluttiness, I could not really get the time to work at my usual pace in office. I was either too excited about what was going to happen to Purva on that particular day or get too aroused about how slutty my wife had become.Since the prospect of Sajid and his entourage coming to our place to have fun with Purva was not bright today, I finally had some peace. I decided to catch up with my work, lest I get sacked.My hands toyed with my mobile to ring up Purva and ask her about her situation. Somehow, I was sure that Sajid and his crew had made a move on her. Just when I was about to call her, I got a call from an unknown

I could see that the driver and the guy next to me were practically ogling at me. I smiled but never raised my head.After about 10 minutes the driver got out of the car and yelled at the guy in the shop saying that we are getting late make it fast or he will leave.The guy in the shop signaled that he was almost done and was coming.The driver again yelled.The guy grabbed two plastic bags from the counter put some money on the counter and started running towards the taxi.As he reached the taxi the driver started the engine.I was about to get out of the car when he just barged in and I was pushed in between the two guys.The guy apologized and said that it was not his fault.He then asked me whether I wanted to switch seats with him. I replied that we were getting late already so it was ok.He then kept his plastic bags near his legs and took back his bag from the trunk and kept it on his shoulder.After the car started and had gone a certain distance.The first guy again cupped my left

I was amazed to look at the tattoo across her asshole. Her ass was still sore so I gave it a kiss and licked it. She let out a small moan. Pain ...pleasure you be the judge.Then she continued the story how she was sitting in a dim light room bent over a chair with the burqa over her waist and her naked butt put up for display."I was just waiting for someone to come and just fuck me in the ass. I was that desperate and the wait was making me more horny.""Then I heard some voices outside I got even more excited at the thought of more guys enjoying the view. I looked back and sat on the chair my burqa was still over my waist and my pussy was on display now. Sajid and Rasul walk in with two more guys. Those guys have a small plastic bag in their hands which had something in it."I got raging hard on thinking that she was finally naked under in front of strangers . I could just picture their eyes feasting on her fleshy , shaven pussy which was most probably really wet by now.Purva

"Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to bed."Yes, Purva?" I replied."How serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?""What?""You know, what you keep bringing up every few weeks. That we should experiment. With other people."I looked at Purva with surprise. She had a curious expression on her face. Wow, she had actually brought up the topic herself! My heart jumped with joy.Purva and I are both 32 years old, and have been married for ten years. Before that, we dated for four years in college. People talk about seven year itches. It has been fourteen years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.Like most men, I started flirting with the idea of experimentation. Threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping, were all things I read about online. For years I had fantasized about sharing