Category: Adult Story

As we waited for the bus to my husband's home, I was heartbroken. Just six months ago, we had been passionately in love and so full of hope. My husband Raju, a tribal man and me, Radha, an urban girl born and brought up in the city, were not exactly a great match on paper. But, stars crossed and I defied my family (who disowned me) and walked out to Raju with literally clothes on my back. Raju was an artist and we had hoped that his art could sell to sustain us. Unfortunately it was not to be so. As it happens in the art world, suddenly the winds had shifted and we had lost everything. We hadn't even eaten a decent meal in the last month. With all our savings gone, we were now headed back to Raju's tribal village to beg support of his father and to find a livelihood.Raju seemed very tense throughout the bus ride. Many times I could see he wanted to tell me something but the words couldn't come out. I could even see some tears slipping out. I felt sorry for the man."Don't worry

As usual I was hiding in the office bathroom, sneaking away from my Boss. He was being a total asshole as usual and my colleagues Ashok and Khan were being extra mean today. I felt a strong sense of dread as I was sure these three guys were scheming to get me fired soon.I cursed in my stall as I heard Boss and Ashok walk in, talking loudly but they did not realise that I was in there and continued to talk."This loser Tony's wife? Are you sure?"Ashok replied "Of course I am sure Boss. They got married during the lockdown so nobody really met her. I saw them in the coffee shop, when I was out with friends. She is a total bomb. Her face is almost angelic with wide innocent eyes the colour of honey. She has a shoulder length bob which suits her face very well. Her lips are so red and full, I badly wanted to bite her pouty lips there itself. I even took a couple of pictures."I was shocked to hear my colleague openly lusting after my wife. I could hear clicks of his phone as he showed the

I cursed my husband for the millionth time as it got darker and there was no sign of the bus. I was coming to the village for the first time from the city and instead of coming to pick me up, my husband had ordered me to catch the bus to the village, it was getting darker and there was no sign of it.I felt very self conscious as I was dressed in a white saree for a friend's birthday party theme. It clung to my body and revealed every curve enticingly. But by the time the birthday party was over it was too late and I had no time to change. At least I didn't have any luggage. Just my purse.I sighed in relief as I saw the bus coming in the distance around 8 pm. It was filled heavily with villagers going home for the weekend and I managed to squeeze in. I was instantly assaulted by the horrible sweaty smell. They were all most likely lowly labourers. There were no empty seats and people cursed in coarse language as I squeezed in. Most of them were drunk and impatient. I managed to squeeze

In the night Madhu came to my room, led by Padma. Madhu and Padma bathed, hair washed, shampooed and dried, combed and arranged into a beautiful braid adorned with Jasmine flower malas. Both of them wore thin light color chiffon sari with small green border and green blouse. They were looking like sexy sin sisters. They came into the room sat down on the bed. I was amused and thrilled that I will be having threesome.Padma said, I know what you are thinking lover. Tonight You will have Madhu only, because I want you to impregnate her soonest possible. Padma kissed me and said, 'Make my daughter-in-law pregnant,' she added, if she is exhausted I am available for you tonight.Padma, why don't you stay, we will have fun.We will have fun later, Shiva, she left the room leaving Madhu and me.Madhu said, 'Shiva My mother-in-law said, you are her son and you are my husband. Are you more interested to fuck mother than your wife?'Madhu, Padma is my lover. you are jealous already. I am amused in

Madhusmitha is twenty years old, tall, lean, skinny fair girl with oily smooth, clear, unblemished and radiant glowing skin, beautiful round face, well defined thick eye brows, large innocent expressive eyes, full wide mouth, juicy thick lips. Her lower lip being thicker is very exciting and erotic. She has smooth neck, thin long smooth arms, and long artistic fingers. Her huge, large, voluminous firm round, mountainous breasts hung from lean chest and big nipples extend out of her slender lean frame made her brazenly top heavy. Her very narrow thin taut waist curvaceously spread onto wide bottom and big hemispherical protruding round hips. Her bewitchingly beautiful, tantalizing thick, long, soft, silky, jet-black, lustrous, smooth, shining, wavy, voluminous and uniformly thick hair reaches her hips. Her lean curvaceous body firm yet full at the bosom and wide hips and long legs are erotic. She has blemish less radiant and glowing smooth translucent skin. She is extremely curvy with

Madhu was from a middle class family, and her marriage happened because of her beauty. Her in-laws are rich, generous, and have social status. Her mother in law liked her. Her husband Mohan liked her when they came to see her before marriage. Her husband appeared to be a mild, soft and nice man. He could not fuck her, could not enter her and break her hymen. It angered her that despite knowing his erectile dysfunction problem he married her. Perhaps he thought that his ED problem is curable. She does not know. What he told her was that he was taking some ayurvedic medicines to overcome his ED problem. She could have waited as long as it requires with patience and hope. However, the news of her husband's demise shattered her dreams about life. Though it was clear to her that she was no way responsible for his death, she felt guilty and in her mind, there is a lingering feeling that she failed as a woman and as a wife. But she did not know how she could have helped her late husband to

We boarded the train, got into first class coupe reserved for us by our friends. After TTE checked the tickets, I locked the door. Padma got up, looked at me and said smiling, 'do you want me to arrange my hair into a braid now?'I will be delighted, no one will see us until morning, and you need not have to think about others seeing us.She untied her bun, hair got loosened cascading down reaching her mid thighs. I combed and brushed her hair straight down and she arranged her hair into a long bewitchingly thick loose braid reaching her thighs.I hugged and encircled her from back, putting her long braid onto her front. Looking into the mirror, I said, Padma, you look definitely much younger in long braid, anyone who see us envy me having you as my wife. I should have brought Jasmine flowers.She said, Yeah! We are not a husband and wife on a honeymoon trip. 'Do I really look so young enough to be your wife? I feel like a young girl at heart in your presence, because you treat me as one.

I asked, 'Amma, how do you feel now? I assume that your grief must have been reduced temporarily.Shiva, At this moment, I still feel your cock in my cunt. You are calling me Amma now, after fucking me thoroughly for so long time and calling me a bitch, slut, tramp and whore?' she said smilingly. I deserve that because I fit the description of all these words and strangely, I thoroughly enjoyed you calling me such filthy abuse derogatory words.'Shiva, You ask me 'how do I feel? I experienced orgasm for the first time during fucking. I am fucked thoroughly. I am the luckiest woman on the earth. Finally, I am with you, my master to whom I belong. I need you. You should have claimed me, your property long ago. I have been waiting as a fertile land parched waiting to be ploughed properly deeply, watered and seeded to flourish. Why were you born later than I was? You should have born earlier to me to claim me and fuck me ever since I was a young virgin girl. I feel like a virgin girl fucked

It was a Sunday early morning, hearing loud noises from the Hostel corridor, I came out of my room and learnt to my shock and surprise our classmate Mohan was found dead in his room, obviously committed suicide. An empty arsenic bottle and a suicide note found besides the bed.He hails from a wealthy rich landlord family, the only son of his parents and doing well in studies. He married six months earlier Madhusmita. No one could imagine plausible reasons for his suicide. The Warden informed the Police and the body was sent for Postmortem.His parents arrived the following morning from their native place. All of us were in the Hostel Common room when Mohan's parents arrived. The moment, they got down I went near Mohan's mother Padmavathy and took her hands into mine. She instantly leaned on to me as I put my hands on her shoulders. Mohan's father accompanied by the Warden and some of our friends went to the hospital to complete the formalities and take his son's body to their native

My name is Shiva. I am 30 and my mother is 50 now. She was a school teacher and now is a College lecturer.My mother, Bharathi Devi is a Sex goddess. Bharathi Devi is 5' 6" tall, heavyset, fat, plump, curvaceous, voluptuous, gigantic, big and beautiful woman. She has beautiful sexy fantastic figure, large expressive eyes, pleasant pectorals, round face, thick sensuous juicy lips, heavy, large, conical, voluminous, watermelon-like breasts, thick fat layered midriff, inverted pots-like ass, blemish less clear smooth glowing oily skin; long, thick, jet black, silky, smooth, lustrous, shining hair reaching her knees. She is a sexy, tall, big and beautiful 'Padmini' woman as per Vatsayana kamasutra; every inch of her body exudes sexuality and feminineness.She is a Madahastini, Madonmatha gandha gajendrini kamarani, kamarupini, Kama swarupini, Kamuki, Kamadasi, kamadevatha, Kamakshi, Kamasundari, Kameswari, Kamini. She was a school teacher and now is a lecturer.Mother's physique can be best