Silent Auction

My wife Brenda is a Spanish teacher at our local private art college. It is a nice two-year school in a wealthy community, with well-behaved students and a supportive group of parents. The school is tailored for high school graduates, with unique talents in the arts: acting, painting, languages, sculpture, and music. The school gives a number of scholarships to lower income young men and women. The students test their talents to see if they are suited for further study at one of the prestigious universities around the country. My wife is 38 years old and has taught there for about twelve years. She loves working with the students and the job provides fair pay and good benefits.

We have two lovely children and a nice home. We have been doing fine financially and life has been treating us good. As events unfolded, she was about to be faced with a very difficult decision relating to her personal and professional ethics as well as the meaning of our marriage vows.

A year ago, the school was hit with a crisis. Mold was found in some of the ductwork; a few students got sick, there were lawsuits, etcetera. The school used up most of its endowment and had taken a big loan to pay for the multi-million-dollar remediation work. They survived it okay, and enrollment and such had rebounded nicely. But with the financial pinch, the school was living on the edge. Another crisis could put them under. When they were faced with a need for another $300,000 for roof repairs after a storm, they were in trouble. They also needed to buy new equipment to keep up with emerging technology for the classrooms. The alumni, parents and the school leadership decided to have a fund-raising campaign. There were a lot of well-heeled alumni, who pitched in, but the school was still having trouble meeting their loan payments. The possibility of closing the school, greatly reducing scholarships or cutting programs were all real possibilities.

The Island of Hyperborea

 Part I

As an anthropologist, I have studied many cultures. But undoubtedly the most unusual that I have studied was found on the island of Hyperborea in the South Pacific. I began with the goal in mind of spending 3 years with the natives of the tribe found on that island and am writing this scientific report on what I observed. My observations are organized according to what I saw upon my arrival, how I observed the natives, what I observed of their culture, and what happened toward the end of my work in observing the tribe. 

Observations Upon Arrival

When I arrived in Hyperborea, the ship sailed up to the reef just off the island. It should be noted that the island is about 5 miles in diameter. The island is covered with lush tropical foliage, and I was later told that it contains abundant wildlife. That makes it a relatively large and secure place for a tribe, and the members of the tribe are isolated from the Philippine main island group by several hundred miles. Our small boat was pulled off the ship and was used to get us to the island. The climate is tropical and very hot.

Escaping Mommy Mode

I met my second wife, Karen, in a bar. At the time, I was in the middle of a divorce from my first wife. I was in a fairly steady relationship with one woman and having casual sex with a couple of others. With all of that and a demanding job, I wasn't looking for any more partners or for any more complications in my life. I was sitting at the bar, having a drink and listening to the band. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the front door open and a woman walk in. Now, like I said, I wasn't looking for any more partners, but I still couldn't help but check out almost any attractive woman that I saw. (That was one of the reasons for the divorce.)

I turned my head and my eyes met hers as she walked toward the bar. I have to say that there was something incredibly sexy about her. Even today I couldn't tell you exactly what it was that made her stand out, but I felt an immediate attraction. There were a few sideways glances by both of us as the evening wore on. Later, I got up to use the restroom and, as I emerged from doing my business, she was coming towards me. We exchanged hellos and made some small talk about the band, our jobs, and other random topics. I offered to buy her a drink and she accepted. She got me out onto the dance floor and we danced to a few songs. I was enjoying her company and she seemed to be enjoying mine. At closing time, we were both pretty hammered and, as we walked from the bar together, I had hopes of having wild sex with this very hot young woman. On the sidewalk outside the bar, we did almost everything but have sex. People driving by were making comments, honking horns, and laughing at us. Neither of us cared. I couldn't talk her into taking me home, but I did get her phone number.

I waited an appropriate number of days, then called her to ask her out. We went to dinner and a movie as I remember. There was no sex at the end of the night, but we had both had a very good time. This led to a couple of more dates. Finally, after the third or fourth date, one thing led to another and we were back at her place for some late-night activities. We nearly ripped the clothes off of each other. I can only say that the sex was spectacular. She was even better looking with her clothes off and almost attacked me. I used my oral talents to lick and suck her pussy and clit to several loud orgasms. She screamed and shook each time. She sucked my dick with a level of enthusiasm and expertise that I had never experienced before, finally swallowing every drop of my semen. We ended the night with a very satisfying fuck (cowgirl if I remember correctly). Her vagina seemed to fit my dick like a velvet glove. We went at it again in the morning.

Loving Wife has sex with Ex-Lover

We are a Tamil couple live in Chennai Suburban. I came across this site and started reading stories, which is of my choice, like it very much, and I thought of sharing my own experience which took place eight years before. 

I am Sanjay(Name Changed) working in a Private Firm aged 32 and my wife is Ramya, (Name Changed) house wife aged 27 years. Ours is an arranged marriage and almost five years have gone but no issues till now. After getting married our sexual life was going on very well. 

Ramya is religious, cultural and traditional lady looking very beautiful, fair complexion with very good structure and with long thick hair up to her waist. She dresses up mostly in sari and at time occasionally in salwar, with long thick black hair oiled and neatly braided and presents before me more beautifully and does duty of sincere wife to husband. 

Before her marriage she has fell in love with a handsome guy and it could not result in marriage due to her parents' pressure. Being a traditional girl she did not go against her parent's wish and she is married with me by her parents. When she was getting married with me she is a virgin. 

After her marriage she found me to be a broad minded person she confessed everything about her and her past including her previous love. 

My Indian Maid Arrives in Delhi

It was almost eight months since Sunita had arrived in the capital on New Year's Eve. She had been staying with her cousin Ram and his wife Anu in their two bedrooms flat, having taken a while to get used to the luxury of her 'own' room. The city itself had been an amazing experience for her; the crowds, the traffic, the hustle and bustle of everyday living, the shops, the sights, the many acquaintances and friends that could be made, the beggars, the entrepreneurs, the vendors, the very life. 

Delhi, in Sunita's mind, was a living thriving 5000 year old city whose origins could be tracked back to the ancient Indian text of The Mahabharata. She had soaked in this cultural, and almost religious, significance absorbing the history and culture at a scale so vast and so grand. She was always glad about having left the village to come out into the world. She spent the first few weeks travelling all over the city, taking public transport buses to the Red Fort in Old Delhi, the Qutab Minar at the southern end; she walked along the tree lined avenues of residential locations surrounding Lutyen's Delhi and down Raj Path where the Republic Day parade took place every January; she took the Metro to a station near one of the posh suburbs in South Delhi and walked along the service lanes; she visited markets in places like Connaught Circus and Karol Bagh, saw street vendors sitting outside air-conditioned shops in Lajpat Nagar and Sarojini Nagar; stared out of the window when the buses drove past grand Five Star luxury hotels like the Taj and the Maurya; walked down the chaotic Pahargunj labyrinths opposite the main railway station; she had lived through the winter and the summer and the monsoon already. 

But very soon after Sunita's arrival, her sense of responsibility goaded her towards the need to find a job, however small, so she could contribute to the household expenses; Ram and Anu had been very hospitable and generous, never once mentioning the obvious financial burden that she must have added to. Initially she tried to help out at Ram's motorcycle repair shop just below their rooms but realised she wasn't being of much assistance beyond bringing glasses of tea for some of Ram's friends who visited or came to get their bikes fixed. She asked around some of the neighbouring shops if they needed an extra hand but none of them were willing to pay for help, least of all a woman who wouldn't be able to do any menial or physical work. She tried to take tuitions for school going children but their parents couldn't really afford to pay. 

Four Play

The vacation had been set for almost a year. Tom and May Bradley were going on a cruise with their best friends Jack and Kate Arnold. Both couples were celebrating their twentieth wedding anniversaries only two months apart. However the only major problem was how the couples were to get to Florida. Tom and Kate did not like to fly so they decided to drive to Florida. Since both May and Jack had started new jobs they did not have enough vacation time to drive down so they had flight reservations to fly down on Friday evening. 

It was the first week of February and bad weather was hitting the east coast with heavy snow in New Jersey, Maryland and Northern Virginia. May begged Tom and Kate to fly down with her and Jack but they would not fly. They had to leave a day early on Thursday which meant they would have to stop over about halfway in South Carolina. 

"Now you two be good," Jack said to his wife as she got into the passenger seat next to Tom. "And remember to get separate rooms." 

"Don't worry, I only have eyes for you," Kate said as she kissed him. She looked at the light snow falling. "We better get going." They pulled out into the traffic on the NJ Turnpike just north of Newark and knew it was going to be a long haul because the traffic was going only 30 mph. 

"Let me know when you get tired of driving and I'll take a shift," Kate said to Tom. She looked at the handsome tall blonde man and realized that if she wasn't married he would definitely be one of her targets. 

Dirtying up the Virgin Beach

Carnival weekend in Ecuador is a time when most people take advantage of the Friday, Monday and Tuesday off to go to travel, relax, and usually go to one of the countless beaches on the Ecuadorian coast. I have the unfortunate taste of loving the beach, but hating other people. I try to go on vacation when others don't have free time, and with my strange work schedule, this is usually possible. However, Carnival is one break I have that coincides with the rest of the country's. David and I were in desperate need of a vacation, but were short on funds and really didn't want to deal with the crowds, vendors, bad music on full blast, drunken teenagers, trash everywhere, and upped prices that come with beaching during national holidays. Despite being in our twenties, sometimes our preferences make us seem like old grumpy hermits. We were resigned to our usual resort of holing ourselves up in our apartment with good food, good movies, good music, good books, and the occasional pizza delivery for the long weekend. 

A few days before we closed off our doors to the outside world, we got a serendipitous message from Leo, a friend and coworker: "Diana, do you and David want to come with me to the coast to visit a friend of mine? She lives on a completely remote beach near Esmeraldas, and would only charge $12 a night for a bed and 3 meals. If you're interested, make sure to bring flashlights; they don't have electricity or running water."

It sounded too good to be true! An isolated paradise, a chance to be completely disconnected from the rest of the world for a few days, and completely affordable! I immediately called to David to ask if he'd be up for the adventure, which of course he accepted immediately. We gathered up the flashlights, bathing suits, the guitar, some toilet paper, and other such necessities in preparation for an amazing trip. 

Traveled With A New Friend On A Ten Day Tour

I had to travel to Delhi for about 10 days for various meetings, and I wondered what I would do when I was not in meetings. Damn, it would be crazy to sit around for 23 hours for just a 1 hour meeting a day. And I was so tired. I was wondering if I could do something different just for once and thought of this idea. How about if I take a escort along with me for the travel. That way I can enjoy while I am not working. So I started my search.

I walked the busy streets of red light areas, and looked around and selected only those girls, who were thin, and had decent size boobs. I also looked for height, I liked kinda short ones. As I identified them, I spoke to them about a 10 day vacation and what it would cost me. Finally I negotiated with one of them and took her phone number. She was pleasant to look at and fit my short thin big criteria. I took her for lunch the next day, so that she can kinda relax. I also told her that she can have all the details like tickets, hotel information and schedule for safe keeping. Everything was based on the fact that I wanted total comfort during travel. No worries and fear. It would ruin the trip quality.

So there came the travel day. I had booked a Rajdhani 1st AC, which had a private room all to our selves. When we got to the train and into the compartment, I held her hands and thanked her. I also told her that she could leave anytime, there was no compulsion. She said, “No its fine, its the first time I have gone out like this when someone, and since you have taken the time to get to know you, I am comfortable.”. I thanked her again, with a small peck on her hands.

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Anyway anyhow it is not possible for me to get on bed with Harsh at this moment because I am just back from my second trip to Delhi and just to maintain the interest of readers for my further posts I would like to mention that on me second trip I was in Delhi for seven days and I have not only had plenty of sex with Harsh in Chhaya presence but I have also lost my anal Virginity to him.
Whatever while getting back on track to our first visit to Delhi at Harsh and Chhaya’s place I would say after having a blasting climax we both, me and Harsh were exhausted and when I looked around to see other things happening in the room I saw Hemant Jiju looking at me,
he was little calm because using his hand he was up with releasing his load once and I knew that soon he will be humping me like an animal and might fuck me for really long because once he was evacuated and usually second is more lasting for males as compared to first. On the other side Gunjan Didi and my husband were in confronting state.
I must say that our fucking session was so arousing for Gunjan Didi that she could not wait for us to end, so that she can get on bed with Manish. As I mentioned Manish was sitting on floor with his monster out in his hand and Gunjan Didi just started sucking his Penis while leaning on his crotch.
Though she was not sucking Manish from long but Manish was hard and more or less ready to plunge her fuckhole. I and Harsh got off from bed and I spoke to Gunjan Didi “bed par aa jaao”. They both; my wedded husband Manish and Gunjan Didi got up instantly and before they would have climbed bed both of them were out of there cloths.

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While lying almost in the middle of the bed I was feeling exhausted and including my wedded husband Manish all three men were sitting around me and smiling on my state. For an instant I would say I was really very surprised from the way Harsh sucked me in the end, he conquered his hesitation very fast and sucked so madly that I could not believe it and like morning,
once again he proved that as far as passion for sex is concerned he is nevertheless than other two best fuckers of our group. Anyway seeing me puffing Hemant Jiju spoke to me, “abhi to Harsh shuru hua hai…isske Chodne ke baad hum dono bhi tujhe udhedenge” and then after a pause he spoke again “raat bhar mein teri ye Chut gatar ban jaayegi”
I smiled a bit on Hemant Jiju’s words and just then we got a knock over the door. We all got conscious, Jiju asked who is it and Gunjan Didi spoke out from the other side. Collecting my clothes I instantly ran to washroom. Jiju opened the door when he saw that I have reached to the washroom.
Fortunately it was just Gunjan Didi and heard her asking about me “Chaitu kahan hai…?” and after hearing Jiju’s voice addressing me I came out of the washroom. Without wearing any undergarments by now I was back in my clothes and as Gunjan Didi saw me in clothes she asked me in surprising tone
“arre tu single piece mein hai… aur kapde bhi pahne hue hain?... Mujhe to lagga tha aab tak in teeno ne tujhe beech mein see faad diya hoga” “abhi to Harsh hi over nahi hua…ye dono to abhi baaki hain….” I replied to her with a smile, “tu Harsh aur Hemant ke liye hai…Manish ke liye main hun…” Gunjan Didi spoke back in somewhat informing tone “aap bhi aa rahe ho?”
Manish asked her back “haan…thoda sa aur wait karke…Chhaya has taken a pill to sleep” Gunjan Didi replied back to Manish and then looked at Harsh and asked him “does she take it very often…?” “haan…from last 2-3 months” Harsh replied back “do something this is not healthy…”
Gunjan Didi spoke back to Harsh with serious gesture and then after a pause spoke again “she seems going into some kind of depression” and suddenly atmosphere in the room started changing. “I request you jo bhi differences hain…unko khatam karo, it’s up to you…not to her” Gunjan Didi spoke again to Harsh and from her gesture I could make that now she has realized Chhaya’s mental state.

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“Din ki Shuruaat josh bhari…hmmmm..” that’s what Gunjan Didi spoke as she saw Harsh in the living room and even after trying hard Harsh could not resist himself for smiling on that and moved to the dining area where Gunjan Didi was sitting. I moved to the kitchen to get the breakfast on the table and Gunjan Didi spoke again to Harsh
“Sach bolun mujhe lagga tha…you will go away just in few minutes….but you were amazing…aapne faad hi di meri Chut”. Harsh was silent though he was trying to be serious but Gunjan Didi’s words were not letting him serious, he smiled a bit again on her words and asked her same question again “Now please tell me…why you did all this…?”.
“First you tell me aapko meri Chut faadne mein mazza aaya ya nahi…?” instead of replying him, Gunjan Didi asked Harsh notorious question in notorious tone and before he would have replied anything she spoke again “mujhe to bahut mazza aaya…” Harsh was silent and he wanted to avoid replying this question but Gunjan Didi insisted him to speak by saying “come on…speak up…mazza aaya ya nahi?”
“Ok…mazza aaya…now tell me” finally Harsh accepted and asked her the reason why she did all this to him and Gunjan Didi started by saying “well… as I said…hum log yahan aaye hi isi liye the…” while serving breakfast by now I was standing beside them and Gunjan Didi spoke again and tried to clear the effect with mischievous statement
“hum dono ne aapse apni Chut fadwani thi…aur Hemant aur Manish ne Chhaya ki Chut faadni thi…” “What?” Harsh could not digest that, “yes…we are swinger families and we wanted to add both of you in our group” Finally Gunjan Didi spoke out everything crystal clear and after a pause spoke again “mentally Chhaya did not seemed fit to us for this…so we approached you…?”
Gunjan Didi was smiling and as expected Harsh seemed shocked a bit, and to add on to his surprise Gunjan Didi spoke again “and last two days mein jo kuch bhi hua…sex ki baaten, aur aap logon ka mujhe aur Hemant ko sex karte hue dekhna and all was actually part of our plan….”. Breakfast was already served by me but no one was eating,

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By the time Harsh was in washroom I had tiny chat with Gunjan Didi over whatever we were about to do and I told her that I am not willing to do it and I was expecting Gunjan Didi will certainly listen to me but that instant she was not in mood to consider any ifs and buts given by me, lust was ruling her senses and she ended my argument by saying we don’t have time for any such debate and we have to do it.
That time we both were still in our night wear, I was wearing lose pajama as lower with a t-shirt on the top and same as first night Gunjan Didi was wearing shorts and cut sleeve t-shirt and we both were standing in living room just outside the bedroom whose bathroom was occupied by Harsh and before I would have spoke out anything more to convince Gunjan Didi
for not doing all this we heard a noise of door of washroom getting unlocked from inside and Gunjan Didi instantly reacted to that and went inside the bedroom and I just followed her. As we two entered in the bedroom almost at the same time Hash also came out of the washroom after taking a shower.
He was topless with a towel tied on his waist and without wasting even a second Gunjan Didi moved bit closer to him and spoke out double meaning with a smile “Harsh Chhaya aapko humare liye chhod gayi hai….” I was standing behind Gunjan Didi, just inside the room and my heart was pounding, I knew that now nobody in this world can stop Gunjan Didi from fucking Harsh and within few minutes I may witness a reverse fucking.
Anyway although Harsh got bit conscious we entered in the room suddenly and as he heard whatever Gunjan Didi spoke, but he behaved casual and asked back “Chhaya itni jaldi chali gai….?” “Haan uska ek appointment tha…kisi designer ke saath, somewhere in Manesar…” Gunjan Didi replied back while looking into Harsh’s eyes “Ohh..yes…yes!”

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We both females reached to the bedroom and I giggled in enthusiasm and Chhaya also reacted normally by laughing and spoke out “I can’t believe…” and before she would have spoke anything I acknowledged her partial statement and spoke out what I was thinking that instant “even I can’t believe….kaise Gunjan Didi ne itna mota Penis apne asshole mein le liya….?”
And completing what she wanted to say Chhaya spoke again “I can’t believe…what all we have done…un dono ko patta chalega ki humne unhen sab kuch karte hue dekha hai to kya sochengen…” “abb patta chalega to chalega…I don’t care…” I replied back to her words and after few seconds spoke again “ab to mera bhi mann kar raha hai….karne ka”
Chhaya smiled on my words and spoke out “Go ahead….main bahar chali jaati hun…tu Manish ko bulla le…” and using my wit I replied back to Chhaya by saying “nahi….nahi…mujhe nahi dikhani aapni blue film tum logon ko…” and Chhaya giggled over my words nicely.
In a way Harsh was already in our desired mode and from Chhaya’s overall gesture I could see that she was also affected by what all we have done around them. Though I know more or less whole conversation Manish and Harsh had in the living room in our absence but I would like to avoid detailing that because it was just about what all they saw happening in the room,
but specifically I would like to mention Manish spoke to Harsh about anal fucking and expressed him that he also has a desire to fuck my asshole as it gives extreme pleasure to the male because of its tightness. He was intentionally talking about anal fucking with Harsh because he could sense him getting aroused over that and anal fucking can be used to lure him for accepting partner swapping.

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Leaving my son sleeping in our room we all females came to the other room where males were residing and Gunjan casually asked “kaunsi movie hai” and Hemant Jiju replied “group sex hai”. Unintentionally my sight flew to Harsh who was standing the screen and his eyes were stuck to Gunjan Didi’s fleshy and bare legs.
“You mean porn?” once again giving a natural reaction Gunjan Didi asked her husband with bit of surprise and to reply her question Hemant Jiju spoke out in bit rough tone “haan…Porn…hai….nahi dekhni to mat dekho… Jaao yahan se” in response Gunjan stared into Hemant’s eyes once again just to give natural reaction, and Hemant Jiju spoke again “what…? nahi dekhni to jaao yahan se”.
Next Gunjan asked me “dekhni hai” I said “ok” in low voice next Gunjan saw Chhaya and asked her “what do you say…?” and cleverly before Chhaya would have replied with yes or no Gunjan spoke again “dekh lete hain…koi problem nahi hai…after all we all are couples…”. Movies were already played and initial casting was on and very soon we all settled down in the room in two blocks, males and females.
Here I must praise Hemant Jiju for his foresightedness; he first made an environment of playing and watching a porn movie together, not only came up with a XXX movie from his place, but also the kind of movie which was perfectly suiting our situation.
There were 4 males and 4 females in the movie and as usual things started with sucking of genitals, few sluts were sucking males Penis few were getting sucked at there fuckhole by the males, soon fucking started all the four fronts and along with fucking females with all their passion males were switching sluts in regular interval.
Soon whole room was filled with loud moans which were coming out of mouths of four sluts of the movie. Our husbands, mine and Gunjan Didi’s were engrossed into that movie, and instead of movie me and Gunjan Didi were more interested in sensing our target couple’s expressions.
Chhaya was sitting beside us and she seemed little uncomfortable sitting in the room with a nasty movie running on the screen and Harsh, he was wearing a lose pajama and I could see him getting uncomfortable with every passing moment.

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Gradually dinner ended and we all started to think about sleeping pattern. As it was a two bedroom flat so purposely Gunjan Didi came with an Idea to settle down in two groups, that is males and females, so that like we decided Gunjan Didi and Hemant Jiju can take over their fronts to arouse Chhaya and Harsh with their erotic conversation about sex and soon we all moved to decided rooms and settle down.
Now here I will try to brief the conversation happened in both the rooms casually in a story format. Certainly I was present in female’s room only but details given by Hemant Jiju and my husband Manish later I know almost everything spoken out in that room by the males and I must mention that from my side I will try my best to write down everything clearly without creating much of confusion
but as I am not a professional writer I may create some kind of mess in briefing the conversation in two different rooms. Anyway I would like to start writing the conversation of males end, all three males, Hemant Jiju, my husband Manish and Chhaya’s husband Harsh were sitting and relaxing after changing in the room where ultimately they were suppose to sleep and somehow
conversation of mobile phone started and my husband Manish casually spoke out “Aapka Mobile bahut achha hai…” to Hemant Jiju while taking his mobile in his hand. In a way Hemant Jiju was waiting for this kind of moment to start the conversation and he instantly replied back saying “biwi aur mobile hamesha dusre ke hi achhe lagte hain…! Kyun Harsh?”

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This is in continuation of my post Couple Swapping Experience of Chaitali-XX, to get the relevance of my current write up I request readers who have not read my previous submissions they must go through them. In this serious of posts I have wrote down after making Radha Bhabhi a slut like we all are how we tried indulged my cousin sister Chhaya and Harsh in our fucking group.
In the beginning itself I would like to mention this fact that this write up might go long and might get divided into more than expected parts, just like it was happened last time. For an introduction for this series of posts once again I would say that most of readers might not feel it a true happening because it is a kind of incident which I don’t think comes in our knowledge very casually.
Believe me friends throughout reading my experience you just have to relate it with your eternal desires of getting on bed with other’s partner and I am sure as you will do that you will start believing on my life experience. Most of males wills certainly agree with this fact that they always feel like having sex with someone else’s wife but I would say this fact is not limited just to males,
females also gets attracted to other males, if not to all it is applicable to me and all the other three females of our group. It is forbidden, but it is true, like our husbands enjoy fucking other three male member’s wife we females enjoy fucking with other’s husband.
It’s all about your understanding with your partner and also with yourself; you just have to feel comfortable with other’s partner as if he/she is your partner. At our end we all believe that our body and sex is just an object to have fun and considering all the members one family we just try to have fun.
Now without wasting any time in reviewing I would say after succeeding in involving simple and religious widow like Radha Bhabhi into slutty act of fucking with two males at the same time, we all were very happy and excited and there was some sort of fever in all the males to see Radha Bhabhi in the group sex event as soon as possible although Radha Bhabhi was yet not aware

Beast and the Beauties

Lisa used her right hand to move a rouge tress of her own long brown hair that hindered her view of a herd of zebras. It was proving to be a troublesome job to keep all her long luscious hair under control while riding a safari jeep in the African savannah. She turned her head left to see her husband David also looking at her with a happy smile and she replied him with a wide smile and grabbed on to his hands before turning back to enjoy the natural majesty of ever stretching landscape of wild Africa.
Lisa and David were a couple that could be said as fated or meant to be together the rest of their life time. They were a matching 'beautiful wife and handsome husband' couple. David had a body that turned many of the women's heads and Lisa had a top model body that had the ability make every guy sport a tent in their pants. They first met during their college years, and they were so well compatible in both mentally and physically, they got married shortly after the graduation. When they both reached the age of 29, to celebrate their fifth wedding anniversary, Lisa and David decided to visit Africa for a much needed break from their hectic and routine city life. They were waiting for a more financially stable time to start a family and not having kids at that time made all the planning for the vacation that much easier for them.
Lisa and David were having the time of their life during the vacation when an old white man spotted the lovely couple sitting in a safari bar. They both looked good, but it was the beauty of Lisa that grabbed the old man's attention. He politely introduced himself to the couple as a safari trip manager and got into a pleasant conversation with them to build up a warm friendship. When he felt that they were warming up to him and start to trust him, he proposed that he could arrange them a safari to see rare mountain gorillas for a huge discount, just because he liked them. Being a middle class family, Lisa and David had to carefully save enough money for this vacation; so, hoping to take full advantage of everything to fully enjoy their stay, they gratefully took on the old man's kind offer.

Hardeep Introduces Me To The Amazing World Of Sex

Hi friends, my name is Preeti and I am a 48yrs old woman with a very sexy figure (38-28-34) of mixed race basically my paternal family from Haryana and my maternal from kottayam. I have been a very big fan of this website because it gives me a lot of pleasure to read all the stuff posted here irrespective of whether it is reality or a piece of someone\’s fantasy because I being a single woman have my own share of physical needs. Yes you read that right that I am a single woman and never married by my own choice. While I have had my fair share of boyfriends and lovers in the past and also in the present I just was not in the mood to get permanently hooked in marriage to anyone of them because I also observed that the only thing that mattered to all men at the end was having sex and nothing else after.
I was 15yrs old then when this life changing transformational episode happened. We stayed in a one bedroom house because that is all that we could afford at that time coming from a lower middle class family and all we had was a two wheeler. My parents used to sleep on the double bed and I on a single mattress on the floor beside them till I was 16 and I got caught by mom watching them fuck after which I was moved out to sleep in the living room, however I still continued to watch them thru the key hole every night.
Till I was there sleeping in the bedroom I used to see my parents making it out every night in various positions making funny noises when their bodies hit each other and also equally funny sounds (which I later understood were moans) seemingly deriving ultimate pleasures with whatever they were doing which at that time I did not understand. I also had seen mom do it by herself enough times with a big carrot or brinjal every time dad was out on tour. While I did not know what they were doing I surely knew that it was something very enjoyable and it remained the biggest unanswered question in my head. Because of the curiosity I was desperate to find out more about it so I could also experience those pleasures.

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Finally it was done, as far as fucking of Radha was concerned, our plan was accomplished; Radha Bhabhi was fucked by Manish and Hemant Jiju both but I knew that things will not end here, rather it was a time to handle the matter in real sense and I did not had any clue about what all we have to do next.
I don’t know exactly what I was thinking; certainly I was wet and streaming out my pleasure juices since long and certainly I too wanted to get fucked by Jiju since I was here but that instant things happened in the room were so fast and weird that I did not got any time to think about myself.
For an instant I was scared with a thought what will happen if Radha Bhabhi will not accept all this and speak out everything we did to her to our elder. But eventually after getting fucked by Hemant Jiju, Radha Bhabhi got up and went inside washroom, Manish went out may be to collect his clothes,
wearing her panty Gunjan Didi also went off from the room, with his semi erect penis Hemant Jiju was somewhat waiting for Radha Bhabhi to come out, he looked at me with a smile and spoke “Chaitu aaj teri bhi leni hai maine…” I smiled at his words and wore my panty,
just then Radha Bhabhi came out and looked at her clothes to pick up but Hemant Jiju took her wrist in his hand and just then both Manish and Gunjan Didi entered again in the room, wearing just jockey Manish was holding a cake with an unlit candle and Gunjan Didi was holding Radha Bhabhi’s birthday gifts and we all started clapping and singing birthday rhyme.
Like Radha Bhabhi, Hemant Jiju was still naked rests of us were covering our lower half. Gunjan Didi gave Hemant Jiju match-box and he lit the candle and asked Radha Bhabhi to blow it but Radha Bhabhi was not comfortable and while saying “please mujhe kapde pahan ne do” she tried to pick her clothes but Hemant Jiju stopped her and spoke
“nahi…hum sab aise hi Nange khade rahkar aapka birthday cake khaayeenge” but suddenly he realized that three of us are not totally naked and saying “tum teeno uttaro isse” he told us to take off our inner wears,
Manish handed over the cake to Jiju to take off his jockey and in a moment we all were stark naked again and waiting for Radha Bhabhi to blow the candle but I could see that Radha Bhabhi was not comfortable at all, she needed to talk about whatever we did with her but that instant Hemant Jiju insisted her to blow and she did that.

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Anyway Gunjan Didi drifted down Radha Bhabhi’s panty and took out her bra from her arms and bought her naked to the bed and then took off her own remaining clothes too, by now I was also stark naked and waiting for the thing to happen.
Gunjan Didi looked at me, into my eyes for a fraction with strange gesture, I don’t know if like me she would have felt scared from worst consequences of our act but she overcame her fearful feeling in a fraction and told me to climb on bed and somewhat told both of us that she will be back just in a moment with a bottle a water.
I knew now what was about to happen, Gunjan Didi was gone out of the room to open the door for both the males and in a fraction my heart started pounding high but I tried my best to control my features and rose to bed and while touching her bare skin with mine lied beside Radha Bhabhi’s naked body and kissed her on her cheek tenderly.
By now Radha Bhabhi was more or less adjusted with me and she unintentionally came closer to me, I could sense her state of mind, after doing once nearly 7-8 days back I felt her desperately waiting to have lesbian sex with Gunjan Didi and as per instructions given to me I was suppose to start kissing her so that she cannot get clue of things happening outside and using my whole potential I just did that.
I turned to Radha Bhabhi and hugged her naked body with my full affection, our heavy breasts got rubbed with each other and I started kissing her over her neck and cheek, unintentionally my hands went to her sagging breasts and I started massaging her milks.