Category: Adult Story

Susan knew that this summer her sister Grace was planning to go for a tour with her husband. That meant that the three siblings Johnny (14), Megan (13) and Harry (12) would come to her place. Mathew, Susan's husband had to stay at Bombay as he owned a small manufacturing service shop in the industrial estate. When Mathew heard about the visit of the siblings, he was overjoyed. He had thought up and made big plans along with Susan and now the plans were falling in place. Susan too was excited about this visit of the siblings. Susan and Mathew were an over sexed couple and they were never satisfied with sex. They both were hungry to explore all kind of sex as much as possible. Mathew had had many affairs with women in the past. But when he met Susan at a Pizza shop and seduced her to share his bed for one night, he found out that he had found a real partner who is as eager as him to experiment with sex and ready to go to any extent to satisfy each other. Soon they got married and

As I drove back home, I felt a little guilty at what I'd done. I mean, at the back of my mind, I knew that I was being unreasonable. As a wise man once said, men give love to get sex, and women give sex to get love.Priorities differ. For me, the physical aspect was more important, and for the two women in the group, the feeling of attention and the feeling that they were needed (and someone considered them beautiful) was perhaps more important. By putting a condition that the relationship should be kept on a physical plane only, I knew, I was being selfish.But also at the back of my mind, I knew it was almost impossible to keep it that way.The first day after being back from the holiday had passed relatively quietly and without incident. Sara had pinged me, and unfortunately, I was extremely busy at work at the moment. So it was more or less just a 'hi, how are you..' sort of conversation. I hoped Appu would have the required conversation with her today evening.I reached home to find

I got married in an arranged marriage set up. Originally from a village, I'd moved to a big city after graduation for job. I tried to have romantic relationships with girls in the city, but found that I was too rustic to be successful. Frankly, I had no clue about girls. My idea of girls was too influenced by what I saw in Hindi movies, and were totally unrealistic. I can say all this now, looking back. In my early 20s and late teens, however, I really had no clue.Besides, growing up in a conservative town in Kerala (Southern India), with hardly any opportunity to interact properly with girls meant I was bound to be inexperienced in wooing girls.I found city girls too bold, or too money-minded, and needless to say, my romantic life was a total disaster. At age 28, I was still a virgin, though, to some extent, it was also a choice since I was adamant that I would only have sex with someone I love, and not just any one who was available.There were opportunities, once or twice, with

I am Smriti, presently 30 years with a son, who is just 3 years old. I was married to Sanjeev five years back. At that time I was very slim. I am 5'4" and when I was married I had my figure 34-28-34. My complexion is fair, had hairs up to my shoulder and sparkling eyes.From the facial point of view I was never considered to be beautiful. But people said that I had a charming appearance. My body growth had been good since my adolescent and I worked hard to keep my figure in shape. During my college life I often got compliments as "sexy" for my sparkling eyes and well maintained figure. I also got proposals from many men as well as class mates. But being from a conservative family background, I never entertained such proposals.When I was twenty-four plus, my parents started looking for suitable grooms and was finally married to Sanjeev. Sanjeev was then 29 and was working as an engineer in a multinational company. After marriage, we both had a compatible sex life and Sanjeev was a very

On my first appointment as a Civil Engineer at the age of 25, I was posted to look after the construction jobs of a new project being undertaken in a maiden location surrounded by vast agricultural fields on three sides.There was no human habitation within four kilometers so I had to arrange my accommodation at the nearest village, Manbhanjan that was nearly five kilometers away from the project site. It was a three room rented house, the owner of which lived in the nearby city. He was Santa Prasad, around fifty years. Though he lived in the city with his family for the education of his wards, in dress and appearance he was like a typical rural farmer. The house he rented to me was the only RCC house in the village with AC facility.When I was having difficulty in finding accommodation after joining the new job, the supervisor of a nearby brick kiln, Bhim Prasad, helped me to find this rented house. Bhim and Santa were distant relatives.Bhim, around 38, was the supervisor or Sardar of

Once again Neela was surprised because it was in all white except for the four poster bed that was dark mahogany and two chairs by the fireplace. And for a change the Prince was fully clothed in formals as if about to attend an important meeting.He stood next to the fireplace and as soon as she walked in, he caught her eye, and then till she left did not break the contact. He was relaxed and seemed in no hurry, his face was calm and showed no real emotion."Welcome my queen, please come towards the light so that I can see you properly." As he spoke he moved a few steps, took her hand and led her to the carpet next to the bed which was surrounded by lamps emitting soft glow.Still looking deep into her eyes, Javid spoke to the Priest, "Have a seat holy man, this will take a while." and the priest obeyed.Then Javid standing next to her whispered, "Don't mind him," and instantly Neela was aware of his power to create the bubble of intimacy in the midst of the crowd.Still he had not touched

In the room there was a huge four-poster bed surrounded Gilt-edged chairs. With a sinking heart, she understood her humiliation was far from over. Just before going in Javid dragged the groom aside and whispered something in his ear. Neela was red with embarrassment and could not dare to imagine what he might have told.As Amir stopped for a glass of water, Neela decided to try her luck and said, "Darling Amir, can't we just do the deed and get rid of the crowd quickly?"Amir suddenly turned to her with a Stony face and said silkily, "Oh Darling you might have had your fill of crowds but this is my first time."Neela's breath caught at this obvious cruelty and cursing her luck she moved forward. With Amir following close behind. As they went in first they saw the usual crowd sitting with cigars and wine glass as if waiting for the show. Then to her shock, she saw her blood-soaked cloth spread over the bed.Although scared she was determined not to give in to these bastards. As Amir led

The morning after the demeaning and degrading doctor's exam, Neela woke up depressed and gloomy. The way things were going, today was definitely a scary prospect and there were still 5 more days to go!To add to her humiliation, 2 guards stood next to her bed commenting on her flattened boobs as she slept and how much they would enjoy giving her globes a good squeeze. With red face burning in shame. Neela got up, only to see a bathtub in the far corner filled with the fragrant bath water with Dara in tow.As instructed, she climbed into the bath and to her shock, it was ice cold!. As her teeth clattered her nipples started to bloom. The guards and their chief were clearly enjoying the show. Neela was too proud to ask for hot water. So she started to bathe.As she soaped up her rounded boobs she felt some pain and discomfort no doubt due to mauling by the doctor and the stupid fitness tests. Even her thighs were sore and cold water was no relief.Then as she was about to ask for more water

Princess Neela woke up and was instantly happy for it was the week of her 21st birthday and her birthday would be the one opportunity for her to escape all her troubles.Neela had been a little unlucky since her birth - her mother died during childbirth and her father died soon after with the grief. So, the kingdom and Neela had been under the guardianship of her uncle (father's brother) Mihir, now in his 60s and his twin sons - Bijan and Javid . Pure evil would be an understatement to describe the trio and they controlled every aspect of Neela's life with an iron fist. Although she had the palaces to stay in sumptuous feasts, best jewelry and clothing, she had no freedom and had always been cared for by elderly female servants and was not allowed to venture out of the compound.Only male contact was with her lascivious uncle and his equally degenerate sons. She also had to put up with her uncle's security chief Dara''s open salivation over her young nubile body on rare occasions that

I was extremely nervous as me and my dad sat waiting in the reception. Our entire family's survival depended on this meeting.My father kept repeating what he had been saying through our drive here, "Baby girl, I know I am asking a lot of you. But this marriage is very important. Only Rao uncle can save our family from complete financial ruin. We must convince him to accept you as the bride and help our company. Otherwise we will lose everything. Mom shall simply die."Although it sounded a bit dramatic, it was not an exaggeration. Our business was in huge losses, and we desperately needed Rao uncle's help. This was a sacrifice but even though I have been so used to my luxurious lifestyle, cars, holidays, I can't imagine doing without them. And Rao uncle's son Uday is not half bad - boring but not bad.I knew Rao uncle is a typical Indian patriarch controlling every aspect of his children's life. So if he agreed to the marriage and financial help, his son would agree too.I was confident