Becoming a Slut Wife

I never wanted another man other than my husband, but he's long had the fantasy of me being a little slut. It started as role playing at home and while we were fucking I'd make up stories about pretend encounters, both singular and gang bangs and what we found is we both got off on it. I never realized it until the day he pointed out that when I was talking about fucking other men, I came often and I came hard... and I mean HARD. I never failed to have 3 or 4 multiples with my husband, but these were intense like I've never known.
My husband started the process of finding someone for me. I was still very uneasy about it but he assured me we'd be clean and safe about it. He fielded many emails for months looking for even a guy to go meet for a cocktail - he was looking for a very fit, educated, successful and hung man for me. One that was a busy career guy who just wanted a little fun a few times a month - we wanted safety and consistency. It's one thing to talk dirty about random men from bars and gang bangs but it's another one all together to do it.
Finally, he went to go meet Ryan for a drink. They actually hung out twice over cocktails before I even met him. That night we went to a hip spot in DTLA for drinks and my husband dressed me as he always does. I wore a black, collared satin halter, tight red vinyl skinny jeans and black heels (you can see a pic or two on here from before we went out that night). We showed up first and got a booth. When Ryan got there, I was impressed! My husband had done well. Ryan is about 6'2", 190 lbs of muscle, broad shoulders, strong thick arms and V shaped torso. He was wearing a nice sports coat, t-shirt and designer jeans along with boots. Short, but not too short of brown hair, early 30's and piercing blue eyes.

Sexy desi wife gangbanged in clinic

Hello! I am Vinod, 52 year old officer working in a company at Bangalore. My wife is Dolly, 44 years old. She has got voluptuous body, fleshy buttocks, 40" size boobs. She likes in exposing her body to attract attention. Due to excessive masturbation in childhood, I have got CHHODA BANDA i.e. circumcised penis and it is only 2" long. So I can not satisfy her fully.
Dolly likes to watch dog fucking outdoor.When 2 dogs fuck one bitch, her vagina becomes wet. Every saturday night at 11p.m. I undress her, make her stark naked and take her to balcony and squeeze her bums spreading her ass cheeks in moonlit night. Then only I get erection and fuck her.
Now I am going to describe a real incident which happened recently. Dolly has got knee pain and pain in hips. I wanted to consult an Ayurvedic doctor for this. I took her to the clinic on one sunday at 8 p.m. Dolly was wearing a sleeveless red blouse with tight fitting bra and her STANABHUNDIS ( tits) were portruding out. Her black curly armpit hair was making everybody mad.
The doctor was Mr. Venu about 60 years old, strong,stout and smart. He has got a male nurse, Raju. Dr. Venu seemed to be impressed with the beauty of my wife. He told her to sit in front of her and asked about her problems. Dr. Venu sat on the floor and lifted her saree upto knee level and caressed her hairy legs to know about the nature of leg pain.
Though I and Dolly felt awkward, Dr. Venu did not mind. I have to know the details physically, he said. Then he lifted her saree upto thigh and fondled. Her milky thighs were shining in the tubelight. No other patients were there except us. Then he touched her bums and mildly slapped.

Kaali Jawani Ka Mazza

Part 1
Hello readers,Again Sonia is here with a new story sent by Jehha ajay and i am writing story in her own words ,With out wasting your time straight away to story
I am Jehha Ajay(Ajay my husband) i am 35 married lady with one baby girl of 11 .i am 5.6 milky white ,round face,cute juicy lips and good cute hands and feet my figure is 36.24.38 i got a bid round ass when walking in choureedar ,every body looks at my ass moments am married by 13 years my hubby is in garment business so many times on tours of other city.We have a big 3 story house near University and we are only 3 members i was virgin at my marriage and happy with my sex life as my hubby got 6 inch long and nice thick cock.This happened last month thats i am going to tell now.
One day my hubby came and told me that a young guy approached him through a friend ,He is from Ghana(Africa)studying here in uni looking 4 a house and i promised him the top floor room with bath room and he will pay 5000 pr month with breakfast and dinner.first i was unhappy but ölater i said ok.next day a very young guy of 18 or 19 came with my hubby he was very black tall and looks muscular body with nice features my hubby showed him room and he liked and said tomorrow he will move and went.Ajay jab tum yahan nahi hoo gey mujhay darr lagay ga aik ajnabi kay sath ,woh bolay iss main darnay ki kaya baat hey woph apnay room main ho gaa or acha hey na koi male ho ga ghar per or baat khatam ho gayee next day he moved in woh acha hansanay bolnay wala larka tha uss kay pass tv nahi tha so main nay kaha u can watch tv when u wanna he said thanks madam and with in some days we were frank and he told me all about his family.

Mom's Surrogacy Contract

Hi Readers. My name is Royden, 21 years old student, and I today share the story of me and my 43 year old mom. For about three years, I and my biological mother are in a sexual relationship. I encountered sexual intercourse with my mother when she was married to dad. We maintained our relation in secrecy for almost a year. It was getting difficult for mom so maintain her relationship with both me and dad, sharing her body with two males. So she decided to choose one, and I got lucky. Mom wanted a divorce from dad but couldn’t let him, or anyone know about our incestuous relationship.
Exactly a year after me and mom confessed our love for each other; we decided to celebrate our secret anniversary. That day I and mom made intense love without taking any precautions. This led to pregnancy. Dad was frustrated as mom confessed that she cheated with a stranger, and eventually, dad divorced mom. Mom had it all planned. I and mom moved to a new place to start a new life together. We however had to abort her pregnancy to avoid any complications.
We were happy in our lives. We lived as couples since then. I was happy I had the most precious woman in my life with me, my mother, with whom I not only share my maternal bond, but also physical intimacy, and mom was happy too, having her most beloved son who also fulfills her bedroom desires.
Mom and I never regret our relationship, and we consider it to be the purest form of love where we are tied not only by romantic love, but also the mother son bonding. Even though she was my only lover, I still called her mom and she wanted me to.

Game Ka Naya Roop

Hi friends me ek meri kahani apko batane ja rahi hu jo do ek sal pehle ki he me mera name krupa he me ahmedabad se hu hamari family me three person he me mom and dad. Me ek azad khayal wale family se me abhi jyada bat na karte huye apni kahani pe aati hu mere vese to bahot friends he lekin ham five friends bahot khas he hamari family ke relation bhi bahot ache meri friend me minal ritu soniya ekta ham sab ek dusre ke bare me sab janti he ke kon kab bf ke sath kya karti he ham sabi bade share karti he ek din ki bat he ham sab ne ritu ke ghar pe milne ka plan banaya tha to mene minal aur soniya ko pickup kiya aur ritu ke ghar pe gaye tabhi samne aunty mile jo hamare ghar pe ja rahi thi ketty party ke liye jo aaj mere ghar pe hone wali thi unho ne hamko welcome kiya aur chali gayi ritu apne room me thi to ham sab uske room me gayi tabhi ritu hamari awaz sukar ek dam chok gayi wo kuch dekh rahi thi labtop me usne sidha labtop bandh kar diya 
Aur hamse bar karne lagi hamne pizza magva ya jab tak pizza nahi aaya tab take k dusre ke bf ke bare me bat kar rahi thi aur tabhi door bell baji aur pizza aagaya aur hamne pizza khaya aur tabhi ekta boli ka chalo kuch game khele ye bf ke bare me bat karke bor ho rahe he to minal turant bole ke kya chalo kuch khas game khele jisme sabhi ko maja aaye to mene bola card khele te he lekin alag tarike se sabne bola ke usme maja nahi aata he to mene bola ke me jese kahu wese khelte he bad me dekho ke maja aata he ke nahi mene unko rules bole ke ye game me koi rs pe nahi hogi  isme jo ek jitega wo baki sab ko jo bole wo karne padega job hi bole ritu mere samne dekh kar

Meri Zindagi Ki Ek Anokhi Ghatna

Hi Friends. Mera Naam Simran hai or meri age 24 hai. main ek house wife huun.Rang milky white,patla sharir lakin bahut hi bariya figure hai patli kamar or bare bare boobs.36 26 34 meri figure hai.height 5”5.short hair.Lagbhag kafi sexy lagti huun aisa mujhe kafi log bolte hain .yeh to ho gai meri baat aab mere husband ke bare main batati huu.Unka naam Vinod hai kafi handsome hain.Hum dono ek dusre ko bahut pyar kerte hain.wo meri har khushi ka dhyan rakhte hain or main bhi isi liya 1.5 saal baad bhi sab kuch nya lagta hai.
Main bahut sharmili huun or isi liye maine apni life ka pehla sex suhag raat ko hi kiya tha.Humari sex life bahut hi achi hai.mere pati sex per bahut khul kar bolte hain .or har baar kuch nya kerne ki sochte hain.hum roz takriban 3 ya us se jyada time sex kerte hain.ghar main main or mere pati hi rehte hai.is liye jab bhi unhe moka milta hai wo mujh per tuut arte hain. Main unse bahut khush huun maine kabhi kisi or ke bare main kabhi nahi socha.lakin
Wo sex main nya pan lane ke liye during sex apni purani gfrnds ka naam le le kar mujhe chodte hain. mujhe koi itraj nahi kion k mujhe pata hai wo mujhe pyar kerte hain.internet par bhi wo mujhe cam per ane ko bolte hain lakin main nahi manti.lakin unke kehne per maine net per kafi logo ka lund dekha hai mera unme koi intrest nahi hota sirf pati ki khushi ke liye.iss ka bhi mujhe unhi se pata chala humne kafi stories ikathe pari hai.
Wife sharing group sex swaping. 3some 4 some.or wo mujhe is sab ke liye uksate bhi the. lakin maine unhe bol deti ki yeh sab stories ya movies main thik lagta hai .lakin real main nahi.main unhe bolti ki aapke siwa mujhe or koi touch nahi ker sakta.Main apke 6″ ke lund se santusht huun.yeh tha meri life ka ek part.lakin isi doran ek aisi ghatna hui jisne sex ke bare main mera najariya badal diya.Main apne pati ke ilawa kisi or ke bare main soch nahi sakti thi. Lakin ek din aisa aya ki mujhe kisi gair mard se sex kerna hi para.

Are Those Boobs Real

I am an East Indian guy and while I was working at a major Bank, I was infatuated by a much younger colleague of mine. Her name was Liana and she was in her early 20's and not only was she beautiful but she had a nice curvy figure with meat on her bones, just the way I like my women.
I would secretly ogle at her boobs and booty every chance I got. The shape of her boobs looked so perfect that I wondered if they were real. Given that I was attracted to her I just could not find the courage to compliment her or flirt with her. Instead during one of my interactions with another female colleague I made an off the cuff comment that Liana's boobs were so perfect looking that she must have had a boob job done.
Little did I realise that this would come back to haunt me in the most pleasant manner.
I usually worked late seeing clients much after the bank closed for the day. This left me alone in the branch many a time. On this particular day, everyone had gone for the day except Liana. Around 5.30 p.m. Liana walked into my office and asked me, "Hey Steve, I heard that you mentioned to Amanda that I had a boob job."
This caught me by surprise and I blurted out. "Sorry, I did not mean for my comment to find its way to you."
"No, I just wanted to clarify to you that these here are my natural boobs," she said.

Messed Up Family

Since the day I started getting erections, my mom was always the subject of my fantasies. My mom, Janet, is in a single word, a bombshell. With a slim figure of 36-28-34, she is as sexy as any lingerie model. Even though she had me and my brother, Jeremy. Jeremy's my elder brother. Mom's proud of him. He's a bank manager and earns a six figure salary. He moved out when he got the job. He comes often to visit us.
Dad is 54yrs old. He owns a popular travel agency. His job keeps him busy and away from home all the time.
I should have guessed something was wrong at that time. I mean, with dad away from home and all, how would mom be taken care of? She must be getting it somewhere...
So I decided to find out.
I stayed awake throughout the night listening outside mom's bedroom window. Upto 12 a.m., nothing. Around 12:15, I hear a car coming up the driveway. That sounds like Jeremy's. What's he doing here in the middle of the night? I went around to the front. Jeremy fished a key out of his pocket and unlocked the front door and let himself in.

Milkman Milks My Wife

This is a story of how my innocent wife got fucked by the milkman. My name is Ajith and my wife is Ramya. We have a 10 month old baby named Rakesh. Ramya is a very conservative lady. She prefferes t wear saree even though she used to wear salwars. She is 36 and I am 38.
After she gave birth to the child we came to know that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk for the baby. Doctors said that it was because of her age that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk. But she also said that there might be chances that her milk production may increase with stimulation. She was disappointed that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk for her baby. We tried our best for stimulating her nipples to produce enough milk but with no result.
It was then that our servant Renu came up with an idea. She suggested that the milkman might be able to produce enough stimulation to produce milk as he had lots of experience milking cows. Ramya seemed to like the idea. But I saw it as a joke. But Renu added that she had heard from a friend of hers about how the milkman was able to produce enough milk when she was struggling to feed her baby. I still saw it as a joke.
One day Ramya asked me if she could ask for the milkman’s help. I refused as I knew that it couldn’t help. But Ramya was adamant. We had a fight.
Next day neither of us spoke to each other. I was off to office but midway I remembered that I had forgotten to take my cell phone. I returned home. Just as I was nearing our home, I saw the milkman’s M80 parked in front of our gate. I parked the car at a distance and decided to check what was happening. The milkman was talking to Ramya.

Conservative Mom Fucked By Tailor

I am a 20 year old guy. This is my first story. I like incest a lot and always fantasize about my mother. But i know that i should control my feelings. I see this story as an escape route that would help me control my feelings. This story is just fiction.
My mom is a very shy and conservative. she mostly wears sarees. She wears salwar suits occasionally only.She is a loyal wife and adores my dad. But at the same time she is a sex deprived wife which i came to know later.
She is very particular that her saree covers her navel. But at the same time her saree does not cover her entire tummy. A part of her tummy is visible. Also occasionally her bra straps pop out from under her blouse. She never bothers to adjust her saree or her blouse mostly because all the time she is thinking about something or the other.
Mom is 41 year old. 5 feet 4 inches. Has a body figure of 38-34-36. She has a heavy body and is average looking. But she surely looks like a MILF.
Coming to the story. One fine day i was watching tv in the living room when my mom asked me if i could accompany her to the tailor shop as she wanted to stitch a blouse.I agreed. The tailor shop was just 2 kilometer's away. We got out from the house by 4 15pm but we reached the shop only by 6 45pm as we got stuck up with rain. We entered the shop.
It was a small shop on the corner of the street where nobody notices. But it was quite popular as well. It was a small shop which consisted of three rooms. The first room which is the entry is the office room. the office room then leads to the stitching room. The stitching room leads to another room which is divided into 3 using thick screens. The first two cabins are for taking measurements. The third partition is for toilet.

Pi Mu Sigma

Oh my God, I can't believe it!
Today I get my interview with the head counselor of Pi Mu Sigma, the sorority I've been dreaming about becoming a part of since I first heard about it from one of the Seniors at my high school.
Anyway, I'm already dressed for the interview in a dazzling red dress that sparkles and I can't wait to show it off to the head counselor. I let my long, smooth, brown hair flow down behind me and I am wearing my favorite earrings to bring out the color in my blueish-green eyes.
As I walk towards the door to Pi Mu Sigma, I break out in a nervous sweat. I begin dripping onto the pavement and I can't believe I am so nervous right now. I stand outside and let the summer breeze cool me off and wipe the sweat from my head and shake my arm towards the ground, letting the sweat fly off my hand.
I open the door and walk inside, instantly baffled by what I am seeing before me. It looks just like I imagined it would. There was an enormous staircase in the center of the room that splits at the top to lead to two different wings of the building. I look to my left and see two doors, both of them had a golden-colored plaque with a number on them, twelve and thirty-seven.

Bhikhari Ko Doodh Pilayi

My name is Sanjana Mishra. I am 27 years old married housewife. I have a two year old son who is still breastfeeding. My husband is a pilot. Most of the time he is out of the city.
I live with my In laws. Some times I have to stay alone in my house. At that time my father-in-law brought an old servant from his village. He was sixty years old and bald with dark brown complexion. I used to dress decently in front of everybody. The servant whom I call Narayan kaka seemed to be a decent man.
One night I was awake due to some sound. It was one o clock in the night. I found the sound was coming from our servant’s room . I peeped through the window after coming outside my house. We had a garden behind our house with a tall boundary wall. At one end there was the servant’s room. When I looked inside I was stunned to see my husband’s elder brother’s wife in bra and saree hugging and kissing narayan . he pressed her breasts from outside and she smiled.
He told her. “ if I could get your devrani then it would be fun”. She got angry , I have bigger breasts than her, Don’t talk about her in front of me. He replied “ so what , she breastfeeds her baby, she has breastmilk, which you don’t have , if I ever find her alone then I am going to fuck her hard and drink all her breast milk”

Round Breasts Of Rich Housewife

I was getting tired of the party. We were in a five star hotel celebrating the success of the movie produced by my husband’s father. It was getting late and I wanted to sleep. There were so many celebrities. I am wearing a silk strap blouse without any bra inside. It was tight on my boobs.
The black blouse and silk shiny saree was making me look as good as those heroines. I am a former model. I thought of becoming an actress but ultimately got married after making some flop films. My husband was enjoying the song and dance. There were some popular singers singing.
I told my husband that I am going home. I told our driver to take me home. I almost slept in the car as we drove over the empty road. I didn’t know that my saree aanchal dropped from my chest exposing big cleavage. When I woke up we were in front of our large bungalow. The driver was looking at my breasts and cleavage. I adjusted myself in embarrassment. I opened the gate with my keys and told him to go back to my husband.
He told me that the party will be over after two hours. He wants to spend some time with me . I was going to call our servants who might be sleeping in the servant’s quarters near the garage but the driver hold my hand and said don’t call them now. Let us enjoy the night.

My Clever Wife

Hi friends, i am madan mohan , 28 years old happily married to my wife(sila) for the last few month i am suffering from huge anxiety, let me explain why, .She belong to affluent family and also convent educated .She even teaches in primary school . She think she is way clever than ordinary person and always ready to give free advice to any person from her knowledge bank, mainly internet. I narrate few incidents happen few months back, which make me wonder of her character.
One day i return home around 9 pm find her sitting in sofa with a parcel in her hand .She seem quit happy as her sister send her shirt &pant pieces from london .She stated explain me the quality of the product and she made up plan to visit a restaurant for dinner and went to tailor . I told her dinner part is ok but only 4 days left for puja festival who will take her order. She seem bit confused, with in few minutes she ready in her red siphon sari.
In the car, she called various friends regarding the tailor. When we just finished our dinner her phone rang up some of her friend provide an address of tailor. Her face lighted up on herding the news. The address seem 20 min drive i was bit reluctant to go there but repeated request of her compel me follow the address.
After bit difficulty we finally find the place ,it’s about 11.30 pm , after entering the room it was absolutely dark only a man sitting in swing machine,with high power bulb glowing above him .He is middle age man ,i asked him, we are looking for “karim ji” he replied karim left an hour ago. Sila asked, you are also tailor actually we are looking for tailor . We then sit in front of desk ,in this entire conversation he never look towards us .Then he lift it’s face and say i am not only tailor but best of all of them . My charge is double than rest .

Lactating Surrogate Mother

We lived in a large town deep in the southern part of India. My father worked in a bank and my mother maintained home. In about five months time I was about to turn fourteen. I was lonely and longing for mother’s love. My mother and father disliked me very much but loved my sister and brother. When I tried to hug my mother she pushed me away but showed her affection to my brother and sister. I strongly resented this bias. Quite often she lost her temper on me and beat me with a cane.The time was eight in the evening and I was rushing to Mala’s house. The next three weeks I would be spending my school vacation with her. Mala and her husband Siva, a lorry driver lived two blocks away from our house. Mala is a 35-year-old married woman, mother of five children. Mala is buxom, attractive and motherly. She had a beautiful figure like that of a female statue found on the temple walls. Snake-hipped, big breasted, almond-shaped eyes kissable lips, are the common features of the statues. Mala and Siva loved their children. Very seldom they shouted on them or beat them. I loved Mala dearly and harbored a secret wish to call her ‘mother.’ Like her children I too wanted to put my hands around her neck and hug her. The day our school vacation started my mother gave me some money to buy sarsaparilla. It’s a concentrate and you add a spoonful to a mixture of iced water and freshly squeezed lime. Presto! It becomes a delicious drink. The next day we were to go on vacation. It was 5:30 in the evening. I slipped the bill in my trouser pocket. On the way to the groceries a cunning pickpocket engaged me in some silly talk and stole the bill. I realized at the market that my money was stolen. With fear in my heart and expecting a good thrashing from my mother I returned home.

My Sister And Wife Seduced By His Old Friend

Hi, this is Bala 32 year’s old married man. I am married and my wife Archana is 28 and she is a housewife. She is a beautiful lady. Where ever she goes, the guys around wont take the eyes away from her. I am very lucky to have her. Her size is 36-28-40. She has a nice and firm breast and round bubbly ass which swings while she walks and many persons around the street waits to watch the moment of her ass while she walks for the nearby market. She always wear Sari and sometimes in home, like to wear nighty. We had a good sex life for three years. We have no child. I work in a software company. I like to go in the morning to the office at 8 and return at 7 PM. At this time she used to go to my sister Aarthi’s house which is nearby our house or Aarthi will come to our house. My sister Aarthi(30 years old. Looks like actress Charmi) is married and her husband is in Singapore. Her mother-in-law is staying with her and that old lady spends most of her time in sleeping and watching TV serials. So the situations made Aarthi and Archana to stay close always and we lived a peaceful life. One day I met a old friend (Nadheem 26 years old) of mine and took him to my home When I was doing my PG he studied joined UG he used to ask some doubts with me and I will clear it for him, so we become close friends and now I am meeting him after 5 years .I introduced him to Archana and he had dinner with us he cant take his eyes away from my wife. He never minded me around there he simply roamed his eyes through out Archana. I can’t say anything and at about 9PM he left. Two days later he called me and gave me a party. We talked many things frankly. He said I am lucky to have such a pretty wife. I said “yes, really lucky”. After some times he again said “I want her”. I am shocked though I managed to ask,