Category: Adult Story

My name is Anita Singh. I live in a small town of Uttar Pradesh. Presently I am 32 years of age, married. I got married at the age of 25 to Rajesh, who was a shop-owner. My married life started smooth and I was happy with everything. Rajesh and I shared a very good and close relation. My sex life also was quite regular and satisfactory. But bitterness in my life started when Rajesh and I decided we are going to have an issue after two years of our marriage. When even after one year of unprotected copulation I was not getting pregnant, we were very concerned. There was pressure from my in laws also. I was really confused why this was happening. I had my periods regularly and physically also I had a very developed figure from my teenage itself. I never thought that I could land up in such a problem!I was 27 years then, had a somewhat fair complexion, 5 feet 2 inches height, oval face, and amply built. As I said I had a developed figure from my teens with 32 breast size and flaring hips

This is Rakesh a Bengali business man . I am a poker freak guy who use to be in poker mania everyday. Every first Tuesday night of the month my friends gathered to eat, drink and play cards. Reddy 's Bar was the site for the festivities. Krishnankant Reddy a member of the group, set up the card game in the back room. There was plenty of privacy and an endless supply of food and booze.My wife Monami was 23 years old and was a house wife.We had developed healthy sexual relationship during our marriage. The mere site of Monami put me in the mood. After work I couldn't keep my hands off Monami. She didn't mind at all.I was a lucky man to have Monami asmy wife. She was young and beautiful and she loved me very much. she would do anything for meShe knew Monday night was my poker night. This particular Monday night she decided that she wanted to go along. She knew that I would try to talk her out of going, so she put on her sexiest outfit.Her white top and skirt were made of a thin stretchy

As usual Kaveri was the first to invade and as she moved into knee deep water her skirt blew up exposing her thighs. Daniel removing his shorts dived into water and Deepak followed him. While both men swam a distance and when they returned back they saw Mala and Kaveri splashing water at each other. Their shirts were drenched and their brassieres were visible.Seeing both women in semi nude form Deepak got stimulated. Hiding his erection he approached Mala from behind and pushed her into water. When he pulled her up, Mala saw Kaveri clapping her hands screaming with joy which made her frown at her. The next moment when she saw Daniel approach Kaveri from behind and pull her into the water, it was Mala's turn to scream with joy when Kaveri came up for air.Both women were pushed and hurled into the water by the men and when they were enjoying it Daniel dragged Kaveri into deeper water. This scared her and she hugged him Daniel was delighted. When Daniel looked at her worried face he said

Deepak Mehta a flourishing business man was under stress as he was childless. His vast empire grew by day. As he stepped into 40th year he was a worried man as he had no child to take care of his business. Constantly he took advice from eminent personalities but failed. He could not marry another woman as the business he handled belonged to his wife. His wife, Kaveri a charming lady in her thirties was constantly looked down by her in-laws. This affected both of them and it had reached such a peak, that they were willing to sacrifice anything for it.One day Deepak and his wife were introduced to an elderly couple, who a few years ago were childless. Hearing their advice both of them were pleased but it had many hurdles. First they had to travel a long distance to meet a person by name of Daniel Gonzoppa, an expert tracker, who could guide them to the sacred spot. Secondly it would take 8 to 10 days to reach the spot by foot from Daniel's place.Third and most important factor was

It was on the tenth day of his grandfather's demise that the last of the relatives who had come to attend the funeral left Raj and his mother Kala alone in their small abode. It was difficult for them to get used to the fact that the old man was not prying upon them anymore. Since Raj lost his father 9 years ago, his grandfather kept a hawk's eye on them and now it was difficult for them to digest the fact that he was no more.Having lived under his nose for 9 years it came as a big relief that at last they were not under his scanner. On one hand he felt free and on the other he was troubled as he had to take care of his mother. Though he was 19 years it was a huge responsibility on him to look after his mother with what little resources he had in hand. Having a strong feeling that he could manage, he felt relieved.As evening dawned, his mother Kala looking at the stairs leading to the attic said. 'Why don't we go up and have a look.''Yes Mom,' he replied as he was keen to climb the

By the time Madhuri came back from the temple, Ashik had gone to his room and Kalpana after removing the telltale signs of their frenzy, was busy cooking dinner. Madhuri after having a wash came of her room and not finding Ashik went up to his room. She knocked on his door and on not getting any response walked back.As she came down the stairs she saw Kalpana standing under the ceiling fan. She had slid the top of her sari from her bosom and holding it loosely, was letting the cool air play on her. Her chin was up and the top o her petite breasts were juggling inside her wet blouse. Madhuri got excited and moving towards her she asked 'Is it too hot dear?''Yes, today it us unusually hot' replied Kalpana continuing to stand upright and fanning herself with the top of her sari.This encouraged Madhuri and saying 'come let me help you' she took hold of the top of her sari from her hand.Hearing those words Kalpana was surprised and before she could react, her mother-in-law started to wipe

She was Kalpana. She was an elegant, learned, ravishing and mature lady in her late twenties. She was a graduate with History as her majors. She was happily married to Vijay, an upcoming executive in a major IT industry. They were in the seventh year of their blissful life.Vijay, being an executive was out of station most of the time. He was a hard working person who had a vision of reaching the top. Kalpana helped him in every way possible to see him reach his goal. She spent many a sleepless nights when he was out of town.They lived in a small cozy place. They were childless. Both craved for a child but God had yet to shower his mercy upon them. Kalpana had recently opted to pursue her studies further and read for her Doctorate in Ancient Indian History. Vijay had encouraged her and totally supported her ambition.One day Vijay came home bubbling with joy while Kalpana too was waiting for him enthusiastically. Both were anxious to convey news and it was Vijay who blurted out 'I have

Next morning being Saturday Amar left for college early and when he came back he was asked by his mother to change fast as they all were going out for dinner. Amar was delighted as they were going to one of his favorite restaurants.After having a wash and getting dressed up as he came he was enchanted to see his mother wearing a half white silk sari with a sleeve less matching blouse. This was the first time she was decked up so luminously and seeing her he felt proud.Soon they reached the posh restaurant and as the three of them entered the vast dining room Mayuri's mind raced back to the day when they were here last. She remembered it very well that Nithin had accompanied them and it was here that he had teased her in front of his brother. Her thoughts flashed backed to the particular moment when his hand which was on her thigh had failed to reach the goal. She remembered how at the last moment he had chickened out and how it had affected her.As she was recalling all this she was

Sitting on the soft cushioned chair he waited for his Mom to come down. He had been waiting for last 15 minutes and it usually never took her so long to dress up and come down. At that point of time he did not know what was holding her up as they had to reach the Airport to receive his uncle and aunt.After glancing at his watch for umpteenth time as he looked up his eyes got focused on a gorgeous lady draped in a silk sari with her loose hair flying walking down the stairs. For few seconds it was difficult for him to envisage what he saw. It was hard for him to believe it was his mother, who was so gorgeously decked, her hair loose, her body swaying walking down the stairs and when she went past him, he was stunned when the perfume hit his nostrils. He was in a daze and as he could not reason out her appearance he followed her tamely.On following his eyes got riveted on her movements. Seeing her body sway he felt something, something which he could not envisage at that moment. It was

It was seventh of April, a sultry summer day and Anju Shenoy could not have forgotten this day for ever. Precisely seven years had passed since the dreadful afternoon when she had heard the tragic news of the accident which had shattered her life to pieces.It was on that fateful day that her husband Rajesh Shenoy while returning home from office had met with an accident which had resulted in his right arm and leg being totally paralyzed. Since then, to date she had toiled hard to see that her husband and child were not affected in any respect and today after a lapse of seven long tormenting years she was feeling tired, fatigued, and lonely.Today she was so tired that after finishing her lunch she just stretched herself on the sofa and reclining on it as she started recollecting the horrifying past, her eyelids grew heavier and before she could lie properly on the sofa she fell asleep. In her sleep as Anju moved down on the sofa, the sari covering her chest slipped down, exposing a