Priyamani The Seductress

 I am a 60-year-old man who has been married for over 35 years to my lovely wife, who is 5 years younger than me. We have four children, three sons and a daughter. All of our children are married, and we have several grandchildren now. I retired from the civil service after serving for over 30 years. I am a shy and reserved person in my friend's circle and often prefer solitude over the company of others. My strange history urged me to get on the internet and better understand and appreciate it. Until then, I shunned computers and preferred to work the old-fashioned way. Surprised to learn about this, I thought of penning my story for the benefit of readers.

I come from a small village in South India. We are from a backward, oppressed caste. Even today, in our village, we still have to endure a lot of insults. We live in a city now, and also, because of my status and power, a lot of the discrimination has waned away.

The story starts in the late 1960s, when I was perhaps 7 years old. I was an only child and lived with my mother and father on a small farm on the outskirts of our village. My mother was perhaps 26 years old at the time, and my father was quite older than her, at perhaps 41 years old. My mother was a beautiful woman with a fair complexion. I saw her mostly in a tanned state because of her constant work in the field, though. Her name was Priyamani, but everyone knew her by the shortened version of her name--Mani. It may be interesting to note that she had a striking resemblance to the actress Priyamani from South India. My mother, who was a Brahmin, was raped by a lower caste man, for which her family ostracized her. When I was 6 years old, she married my father, even though he was a man of low caste. We are from Andhra Pradesh state, near the border of Tamil Nadu, but now live in one of the big coastal cities of Andhra.

Milked by My Bull

 It was 14 weeks after giving birth to my first baby that I made a long awaited return to my bull. We had taken a break for most of my pregnancy and I had really been missing my time with him.

My Husband and I had advertised in the usual places for a regular partner for me after one too many disappointing hook ups. Greg was the outstanding respondent. A college lecturer in his mid forties, he was originally from the Highlands and spoke with the most mellifluous Scottish baritone. Fair haired with a neatly trimmed beard and strong blue eyes, Greg was a physically imposing specimen. Tall and thick-set, He was a competition road racer with powerful cyclist's thighs that I could barely fit my hands around.

His glorious cock was in proportion to his large frame but his balls! Oh my God, they were huge, like Quail's eggs. His sack could've been grafted from a horny Ram. The embodiment of his manliness, virility and sexual potency.

Milk Donation

 Mary placed the final plate on the dining table and examined the spread she'd made. There was everything a growing boy might need, and more. Probably too much more. Sighing happily, she called for her son, Adam, to come join her.

"Coming!" came his call from his room.

Mary sat herself down and started to spoon mashed potatoes, green beans and a pork chop on to her plate. The smells of her own cooking had her belly aching with hunger, so she dove in without waiting for her son. He'd probably be a few minutes anyways.

After the predicted few minutes, Adam made his appearance, eagerly sitting down and grabbing from dishes around the table. "This is too much, Mom," he said.

"I know, but we can put the leftovers in the fridge. You can take it for lunch tomorrow."

"I don't have a microwave at school, you know that," he replied, spooning mashed potatoes into his mouth.

Amy's Big Milky Tits

A good friend of mine, Amy, is pregnant. I visited her yesterday to return some tools that I had borrowed from her husband Rob. When I got there Rob was out, Amy was home alone and she invited me in.

Amy was dressed in white leggings with a thin yellow t-shirt, everything was clinging tight to her ever-expanding body and her bump had grown substantially since I last saw her. Her boobs though, her boobs were massive, Amy was a big girl, with a substantial chest before she got pregnant, but now they must have been almost twice the size.

We got to chatting and I complimented her on how healthy she was looking, but I couldn't help glancing down every so often at her boobs. Her nipples were big and hard, poking through her bra and t-shirt.

"Huge aren’t they?" she said as she hoisted them up. "I can’t believe how big they’ve got, my nipples are so much more sensitive too."

We often flirted and chatted about sex so this was nothing out of the ordinary, but this time I found my cock was starting to get hard so much quicker than in the past.

My Best Friend's Wife

This is the first of four stories describing some adventures my wife, Sue, and I had with our neighbors, Paul and Linda.

I'll begin by describing my wife, Sue, and myself. Sue is about 5'4" and 120 lbs., with straight shoulder length light red hair, a great set of almost C-cup tits, with nipples that stand out about a half-inch from her tits, and a well-shaped ass and legs. The most distinctive thing about her is her neatly trimmed light red-haired bush. My name is Jack, and I am 5'10", around 200 lbs., with sandy blonde hair. I keep myself in pretty good shape, occasionally working out, and many women compliment me on my body. I have an average size cock, six inches long, but it is very thick (about four to five inches around).

It all started on a Saturday afternoon when Linda, my best friend Paul's wife, called and asked if Sue and I wanted to come over there to eat Chinese food and watch a movie she had rented. It would just be the three of us as her husband Paul was on a business trip and wouldn't return home for a week. We didn't have any plans, so we quickly agreed.

Before I go any further, I'll give you some background about Paul and Linda. They moved into our town about six years ago. We met at a church social and quickly became the best of friends. Paul is thirty-five, about 6' tall and weighs about 230 lbs. We are best buddies – we both like to play golf and party. We share a lot, including how sexy our wives are and our sexual adventures from the past. He is one of the few people who knows about my swinging lifestyle with Sue and Beth. From several prior incidents, I know that he would love to fuck Sue, and from Sue's mouth, she feels the same way. I'll describe the prior incident later on in this story. His wife, Linda, is gorgeous and sexy with curly shoulder-length light brown hair. She's thirty-nine, about 5'5" tall and 130lbs., with really firm small B- cup tits (she doesn't wear a bra too often and doesn't need to), a great ass and legs, beautiful blue eyes, and a mouth shaped perfectly for giving head.

Age Gap Swapping

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Spare Milk

I felt the nervousness make my hands shake as I rang the bell. It was only a couple of minutes earlier than usual but my mind kept overthinking. I’ve been coming around for about two months, but this was the first time I was going to do it.

The door opening made me jump and her tiny frame appeared behind it.

“You are just in time, Jason. Come on in." Her pretty face lit up with a smile as she spoke with a sweet voice.

She moved to the side and I walked in with a quick step. I noticed she was wearing a long light blue robe, her slim figure barely a silhouette, her breast slightly visible where the folds of the robe showed her neckline.

“Do you want a cup of water or something to drink?” she asked.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” I managed to reply without stuttering.

My mouth felt a bit dry, but I didn’t dare to bother her. My eyes wandered around her neatly arranged and beautiful home. I had been inside before when my wife and I came to meet them for the first time. Since then, we would usually just speak on their front patio.

Baby blues

 I cursed as my computer crashed, the whole system had gone down again. Our IT people said it would take all weekend to sort the mess out. Armed with that knowledge I headed out of the office, getting home early would be a bonus. I would get to spend some time with my kids before we packed them off to my parents for the weekend.

My wife Mandy suggested the kids stay with my parents, her sister and brother-in-law were coming over for dinner. Mandy said they had something they wanted to discuss, she didn't elaborate on what it was.

I parked on the drive in front of the double garage, Mandy would park alongside my car when she arrived home. I thought that maybe I could make a start on clearing out the garage this weekend, that way I could at least park my car inside. When we bought the house two years ago we shifted a load of stuff out of the granny annexe above it. The original plan was for Mandy's mother to move into the annexe. Sadly she passed away suddenly, we never bothered clearing the annexe after that.

Tanya's Impregnation

 Our life in Bangkok was moving very well. I had told my husband about the romping sex session I had on a business trip which also involved my boss David. Fortunately he was at the time too drunk to realize that I was the girl he'd fucked that night. Our working relationship was great and I didn't want any issues at work but it was fun remembering what he was like with his clothes off and his prick rampant inside me.

Anyway, life was great and sex with my husband was great and our kids were doing well.

We both enjoyed our new found sexual freedom, away from our native country Pakistan. To do some of the things we've done since moving here, could actually cause our demise. But our sexcapades actually have made our bond stronger.

Among our many new friends we were closest to Olivia and Simon who were from Manchester. It was interesting to note the differences in our past experiences. But even with those differences we had become fast friends and saw each other a lot.

One day I took Olivia for lunch, she seemed upset and rarely talked these days. After much insistence she told me that she was having regular fights with her husband Simon.

My unforgettable night in new york

I was laying in bed next to my husband James. The room was dark with just the soft glow of the TV. We were going to New York in a few weeks and we were discussing our plans for the trip. James and I were in our mid-thirties and had been together forever. We had been to New York once before, but it was only for a couple days. We were excited to go back and check out all the things we had missed on our first trip. I really wanted to spend an afternoon wandering around the Museum of Modern Art and James was interested in seeing the Statue of Liberty up close.

As we were chatting, James softly whispered to me, "Would you be interested in trying that idea we talked about doing on our next vacation?"

When James and I first got together we were more sexually adventurous. However, after a couple years our sex life had become more routine. Starting last year, we talked about how to make it more exciting and so during foreplay, so we came up with the idea of starting to share all the different sexual fantasies we had. At first, it was awkward for me to talk and open up about since I think I'm a bit sexually repressed. I had grown up in a conservative background where sex just wasn't talked about. James was the only person I had ever been with and I didn't have any sexual experiences before our relationship. After being with James for so long though, I admit, I sometimes fantasized about what it would be like to be with another person. What it would be like to feel the touch of someone new. What it would be like to explore their body.