MY LIFE PARTNER - A TAILOR?

 Hi, I am Sonal, a housewife from a good family, living in a metro city with my husband and kid from his first wife who was no more due to an accident. My life became almost routine, my husband used to travel a lot due to business, and the kid is at boarding school so most of the time I used to be alone at home. Though my marriage was two years old my husband was not interested in having children with me, I felt like he was avoiding me. I made him clear I will not discriminate and treat all kids as mine but he still does not like me, looks like he married me just for society.
Slowly I stopped the topic of pregnancy and he also forgot that he has a wife now. At age of 25, it was hard for me to stop dreaming about my child. To kill time, I started to surf online, tried few games then found few erotic materials which I found interesting than porn so loved to read those erotic materials slowly started to chat with their writers and made friends with some of them.
As days passed I came to know that most of the stories were fake and very few were real and horny and seductive. Now slowly I started to think of myself in place of the actress of the story and surprisingly I started getting high and later released my sexual tension and I used to feel good and later it became a habit for me to release myself while reading those stories again and again.

Tailor in ahmedabad

Hi, this is gayatri sharing with you an experience at the tailor’s. Once ajay had an invitation to attend an important congregation of commercial photographers. He wanted me to look at my absolute best on that evening which was a week away. Now, i look tempting for a 28 yr old. I am 5 ft 7”, 36c 30 38 and fair. He wanted me to dress up for the occasion. So, i reached my friend deepa for suggestions. She mentioned about the shailesh tailors. She said that the place was *popular* among women and strongly advised me to try it. She finished the statement with a ‘wink’ in her eyes which confounded me a bit, but i didn’t take it serious by then.
I decided to try this place. On a hot and sultry june afternoon i managed to find the tailor shop, after shopping my saree and the matching blouse piece. I was sweating by the time i reached the tailor shop, so the cool air from the air conditioning was a great relief when i entered. I was greeted by a 14 to 15 year old boy. “hello gayatri madam …please sit down, uncle is busy inside – he’ll be back in a minute “. I smiled at him and sat in the comfortable leather chair and relaxed and was skimming through one of the many magazines for women, particularly the one’s concerning women fashion. I was thinking to myself, ‘ very thoughtful of the owner of the…’– my thought-train was disturbed by a “good afternoon gayatri madam.” I looked up to see a nicely dressed gentleman with a pleasant smile. I nodded and got up. He said “i am shailesh. What can we do for you?” I told him “i need to stitch a blouse – in some modern style. I need to wear it for a special occasion”. He looked at me appraisingly from head to toe and remarked, “we can transform you from an angel that you are right now, to a goddess!”. I laughed at the comment. He said, ‘i haven’t seen you here before gayatri madam…”. I said ‘my friend deepa directed me here’. He said… ‘Oh mrs. Deepa, she is one of our special customers. I am glad ‘. And ‘winked’ at me meaningfully.

Wife Enjoying Ladies Tailor

Hello Friends. I am Rahul, age 29 from Ahmadabad, first time writing the story based on real experience. Kindly excuse me for my English. Without taking much time let me narrate the real incidence happen in my life just few days back. I have been married since 6 year. My wife Neha(age 28) is a beautiful cum sexy woman. Usko dekhke kisi ka bhi man ho jaye aisi uski figure hain. She is having 38-30-38, and fair in colour and 5″5 tall. Her nature is kind of conservative and emotional too (at least she pretends).
Few day back she told me that she wants to go to Ladies Tailor for preparing blouse, which she wants to wear for some family function. As i was free on that day, I accompany her. We went to one tailor, which was recommended by our neighbour, as we are new in that area. We entered in shop and saw two tailor, one was working on machine, and other one who seems to be boss, welcomed us. I took sit on sofa, and neha started discussion with him.
After formal discussion, tailor asked her for measurement, and called her to one corner (may be that could be the only place where he used to take measurement). I was busy with my mobile, and he started taking measurement. Meanwhile let me brief ladies tailor. He was young, 5″8 tall man with fair complexion. He was having quite athletic body structure. Suddenly I thought to look at them, and I saw him, measuring neha’s boobs, and i realise that her thumb was pressing her boobs (might be normal while taking measurement). That scene strikes my mind. I was too possessive about neha, and she was also for me. But I don;t know why, That scene gave me jealous cum anger cum arouse feeling. So I acted like I am normal, and started observing them.

My First Experience Of Anr In A Tailors Shop

It was one of the sunny December holidays when we students of a womens college went for conducting a basic cultural and health camp in a small hilly village in down south India. The Village was around six to seven kilometers away in the valley from a small hilly town. It had a very tiny population of around 100 families all workers. The main road which was 2 kms away from the village had a few shops catering daily needs and also a tailor shop at the end of the road on a slope little away from the main road
After a week fo the camp we had just decided to have a cultural show involving the village children and ladies. so we all decided to wear the Indian traditional dress " Saree" on that day. I had brought a saree with me when I came from my place for the camp, but forgot to bring a blouse. Luckily my friend had a unstiched cloth which I can get it stiched and use on the occassion. But I should find a tailor who could stich it for me. Iam one of the very fashionsable stuff and used to very much bothered about fittings in my dresses. On inquiry with the village ladies i could gather that the tailor on the mainroad would be of some help. So i decided to go and give a try. As the other friends were busy wiht thier programmes after the evening tea by about 4 o clock I ventured out through the mountain paths to the mainroad.
I walked slowly enjoying the pollution free atmosphere and humming of birds and took alomost one hour to reach the place. When I spotted out the shop I found that the shutter was half closed and there was no one to answer. One man going near by on the road told me that he had just seen the tailor going for a tea in a near by tea shop. So i decided to wait.

tailor got sex lesson from his customer

Hi, I am Jeeva from Madurai. I am 30 yrs old. I have a brother named Sathya he is 36 years old. During our School days we lost our father. My brother got married 2 years before to a 26 years old girl named Kumudha. He was not interested in marriage. Only because of our mother’s health condition he accepted for marriage. Three months after his marriage my mother died due to Kidney failure. Till now he doesn’t have children. He is working in a Company and always busy with his work.
I completed a designing course and having a Tailor Shop in City. Me, my brother and Kumudha (Anni) were staying in the same house. We don’t have any financial problem as we both earn a good income. Their only problem is not having a child. My only problem is already I am aged. Now I don’t have my mother to look a girl for my marriage. My brother was also not showing any interest in my marriage. I was always thinking of sex. I don’t have enough courage to go to a prostitute and fulfil my desire. All I can do is masturbate thinking of the women and girls coming to my shop for stitching their chudidhar and blouse.
I will go to our house only around 10.30 P.M. after drinking liquor. That time my brother will be sleeping. Anni will open the door and give me food. After that she will go to sleep. She knows that I am drinking but she never questioned me. May be because I am 2 years elder to her. Though I am elder I used to call her Anni. She used to call me Jeeva Atthan. Morning my brother will go to his job around 7.30 and I used to leave my house around 9.00 A.M.
One day when I was taking my breakfast my Anni’s mother and her relatives came to our house. I invited them. I asked Anni whether I need to buy anything for preparing Lunch. She told that she will manage. Then I went to my shop.

Innocent housewife turned into sluty mom

This is the story how I tricked my mom to seduce me. My name is Nivesh, I am from Guntur, Andhra Pradesh. My family contains me my mom and my and my dad. My day dad is a busy police constable. I love to my mom from my childhood. I am 22. My mom, Sudha is a 41 years old very fair milky white woman with 34-30-37. I used to peep into keyhole while she was changing dress. Once she noticed it also. One day, I even touched her boobs and pressed them very lightly ,then she immediately took my hand. After some time I even rubbed her pussy, she did the same again, but pretended as if I am doing all this in sleep. She was very shy even to question me about sex. No plan worked. Finally I am seducing my mom form 2 years.
2 YEARS BEFORE:
I have a brother in law of my age, his name is Sasi. We both were very close to each other. He to lives in Guntur nearby our house with his parents. We used to see porn together, I like incest very much, I used to see them more and he too got interest in incest. We both used to see mom incest a lot. I am good at my studies, I went Vizag for my engineering. He got his seat in local college KL university. I wanted to seduce her badly. I asked by brother in law to help in seducing her. He agreed and I said my plan to him that “my father is going to training camp in 10 days, as he got promotion as head-constable and he is not going to be in home for 2 months and as nobody is going to be home accept my mom. “he asked me “what is the plan? ”i replied him “I am going to ask in my father, make you stay in my house”. I asked my dad “as nobody in house for safety of mom, shall I invite Sasi to home”.

Wife fucked by muslim tailors

HI this is my first story .I am gujarati and this story is about how my wife got fucked by 2 Muslim tailors,My name is sushmit and her name is sudeshna.On last Navaratris, or three days before the 1st day of Navaratri, we reached to Ahmadabad to meet my parents, and Sudeshna wanted to witness and play ‘Garba” festival. Well, she wanted me to get her few new sets of traditional ‘chania-choli’ for her participation in the nocturnal gorba-dances.
So I suggested her to get her dresses stitched in lieu of taking some ready-made ones. She agreed. So next afternoon we went out in search of a ladies tailor’s shop who could deliver her dresses in two days. Our house is situated on Stadium Road, and in that locality we found no such tailor who could deliver things so early.
Finally suddenly we found one very small tailoring-shop, run by an old, septuagenarian, Muslim ladies are tailor who agreed to stitch her ‘cholis’ by two days. This tailor, named Kashim Muhammad, was medium in height, dark and appeared to be senile, who had a minor assistant named Sultan to run his shop.

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.

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 .

Wife & her tailor

Hi all. Thanks for your all lovely mails. I really like some of your comments. This is Vishal again with priya series. Hope you have not been bored yet reading her stories. Let me introduce myself . I am a man of mid 30 with average height ,well built body & of course with a truly nasty brain & dick. My lust for beautiful ladies is never ending. I am not a lady hunter at this age but neither misses opportunity nor perform below expected level if the dealing is with a sex bomb.

I am on & on & on. Of course First appeal has to come from other end to stop. You may think how bullshit is this writer. Trust me if you are a good fucker you don’t need to hunt fucking pussy. They can smell your dick.
Anyway Priya is my only lovely wife who is around 26 of 5’2” a good toy to play. She too is a never-ending sex toy. Someone can fuck her for at least six hours still she will say fuck me. If you have read my previous stories you may have better idea of her looks & attitude. Trust me I always become miser while appreciating her . Sometimes she laughs at me & kisses me saying poor boy when I indulge myself too much in caring her. Anyway I like her, love her. We try to do all unexpected things in this world. We trust each other. We know life is not at all only a fuck. Everyday we confess to each other for half an hour & we speak open heartedly. This is a class we never miss. Since last August our lives have changed. We are now much active in social activities. I have been able to come out of my conservative nature. I thank her for this change in me & of course our second honeymoon.

Masterji seduced

It was November first week and I had a little less than two months to prepare for my Nanads marriage on first January. Clothes were the most important thing next to jeweler and as always I wanted to look in my ever best. I had bought six sarees and eight dresses and I was to visit the tailor for the blouses petticoats and the stitching of the dresses when one of my friend Rekha advice me to visit a particular tailor whom she always visited. I didn’t want to actually because I was always comfortable with mine regular one but

Rekha persuaded me a lot and at last I agreed to get one blouse stitched from his shop and order the rest if I liked his work. She rang up the person and we finalized going there the next morning. All the sarees I bought were very costly ones but I selected one of them for getting done first. Rekha used to call him masterji and used to always praise him a lot. Next morning I drove to masterji’s shop accompanied by Rekha. It was a 10 min drive and we reached the building where the shop was. The shop was on the first floor a very moderate looking shop,

There were some blouses hung outside and the main working room seemed to be inside. Two women came out from inside and left and masterji came out and politely asked us inside. We followed him inside one side was his workshop where two people were working on machines and the other side was masterji’s cabin. Inside were a very high table and a couple of chairs. We sat down and Rekha introduced me to him and told him of my requirements and I handed him the saree as the blouse piece was to be cut from it. Masterji was standing all the time and opened the saree and cut the blouse piece.

The shop keeper!

After we finished the doctor’s appointment she asked me to take her to a specific place which I knew was her regular shop for lingerie. We reached there in about an hour’s time because of the traffic. During the drive I asked why she removed her bra and she said because the doctor told her to stop wearing it because it was excessively tight now and to buy new ones. We entered the shop and most of the assistants were familiar with mom and welcomed us with the usual warm smiles and greetings.

I looked around and found that there were no female assistants in the shop now, mom too noticed this and asked the shop keeper why the female assistants were not around, he answered that they were very hard to maintain because none of them stayed long enough and frequently kept switching jobs, men were more easier to manage and hung around much longer. She told him that she found it very uncomfortable to discuss her requirements with a male attendant, So he proposed to her that he would personally take care of her needs. Since she had interacted with him before she relaxed a bit and he took us to the far end of the shop quite inside very close to the trial rooms. I normally never accompanied her far ever and normally used to be seated near the main counter at the entrance where the male underwear section was. But this time I guess I got lucky and mom also did not stop me.

Terrific Tailor’s

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My Wife & Tailor

I am Kishor . I completed Engineering degree course at the age of 21 and after five years of Job in a well reputed industrial organization I got married at the age of 26 with a sweet , attractive Ashu of 22 years of age. She was fair and of good health. She was not fat but healthy and having good amount of flesh at right places. She was 5” 5” tall and weighing about 55 kgs. I was 5’9” and weighing 72 kgs . I was very pleased and excited to see lovely nude figure of my wife . Her boobs were nicely shaped, round and of milky colour. I saw her bra size and it was 34 “ on our Suhag Raat. She was first woman in my life . Though I fondled many girls and women during my college days and there after but I did not see any nude woman before. She cooperated fully and we both had a very satisfying fuck on first night. I had normal size cock of 6” but I found it difficult to penetrate it in her virgin cunt. I enjoyed seeing pain on her face and in her eyes. I was happy to see blood stain on bed sheet. And finally when her pain subsided we both enjoyed fucking. Since it was our first fuck we consented and I ejaculated in her cunt. Whatever may be the reason she did not get pregnant. We did not sleep. We kept talking and fondled each other. Just before dawn we fucked again and this time she enjoyed like a wild cat. She moaned, shrilled and talked filthy. I enjoyed her each and every world ….aahhhh….raja…..jum kad chodo…..majaa…. aa raha.. hai… ahhh…choot…ko phaad daalo….ahhh….mujhe ..chodte raho…..randi…bana do….aahh….bahut mazaa hai.. lund.. mey….aahhh …maaro 

…..jor…jor…se….maaro………haraami….maar daal mujhe…. Matherchod….chod mujhey…jaise tu apni maa ko chodta.. hai…. Harami …. Itna achha se chodna…. Kaha se sikha ….. teri… maa ne hi sikhaya hoga …. Saali haraamzaadi.. kutia… mere gharwaale ka lund khaati hai… ” .
After second round of fucking she kissed me like a fanatic. After fucking I reminded her about filthy words she said about me & my mother. But she simply said that she does not remember a word. I was very satisfied to have a virgin and sexy girl as my wife. 

Watching Tailor Fuck Wife

I am john ; a married man of 33 and my wife is Nirupama aged 29. Believe me it is true that we are having matching names. We have got married about 4 yrs ago. She is now little bit plumpy and also of short height. We were leaving with my parents and older brothers family in a town of Jharkhand after my marriage.

My wife was very much conservative as she was a village girl and was very much shy regarding the sex. Many times she insisted not to getting naked even before me. However till date we are not having any kid. I am in teaching profession and my wife is a housewife. However, I got a better job opportunity in a big city of Karnataka and came here with only my wife last month.

My wife was use to wear only saree in my home. But in this big city we saw most of the women wearing salwar suits, jeans top or long skirt tops. After seeing these womens wear, my wife told me one day with a great amount of shyness in her eyes that if she wear salwar suits here have I any objection or not.

Mom Fucked By Tailor

I finally got the guts to narrate a real incident that happened in my life 2 yrs ago. I am naresh from chennai working for an MNC and i m 22 yrs old. We are a family of 4 consisting my dad, my mom, my younger sister and myself. My dad owns a small scale industries and he keeps roaming half the time in search of new clients. My mom shilpa, is about 44 yrs old and she is a housewife. We are a quite well of family. Now let me describe about my mom, she is fair, slim, about 58 kgs and she is very very hot. Her structure must be like 34-30-34. Seems she was a babe during her college days and my dad was lucky enough to get her during that time. There have been times when i have noticed that ppl keep staring at my mom's assets even when i am with her.

Now let me start narrating the story, this happened during my final year of engineering. I was enjoying my study holidays for my final semester at home, and one evening my mom asked me if i could accompany her for shopping. Since i was feeling bored i agreed to join her and we started off to T nagar in our car. After shopping for quite bit, my mom wanted to give her cloth for stitching her blouse. Generally she bring a sample cloth to give it to the tailor for measurement. This time i was aware that she didnt get one with her. Since it was very crowed at T nagar that day, i asked my mom to go and give the blouse for stitching and told her that i will wait in the car. The tailor shop is at the first floor. My mom went up to the shop to give the cloth to the tailor.

My Mom's Tailor

Hi, my name is ramesh kotari i am 19 years old and i live with my parents my dad’s name is rajesh and he works in an indian company and my mom's name is sunita and is a housewife. We stay at pune. This incident i am going to share is when i was 14 years old. One day during my summer vacation i was watching tv when mom called me and said to accompany her to the market. Mom was wearing a red colour saree and a matching blouse. Now to describe mom looks, mom was 38 years old at that time and her figure was 34-30-36, she is 5.5 ft tall, she has fair complexion and has a cute face. She is slightly on heavier side. Mom always wears saree above her naval. She is conservative in nature but she also bit submissive.

After going to market with my mom and doing the shopping, mom said to me that she has given a new blouse for stitching to a new tailor. So both of us went to tailor’s shop. Tailor’s shop was on at the far end of the market. It was a small shop. Tailor looking at my mom smiled and said hello to her. His name was ansari. He was around 45 years old, 5.9” tall, medium built, clean-shaven. He gave my mom her new blouse and when my mom opened her purse to pay him. He said, “ why don’t to try the blouse first and see if it fits? ”. Mom replied, “ ok, but where will i change?” Ansari opened the door behind the counter and welcomed us in. The room was not well lit just little light coming from the door we had entered he told my mom to go behind the partition and change. The partition was nothing but a curtain hung on the wall. There was zero watt bulb on the wall behind the curtain, which was off. Ansari switched on the light and mom went behind the curtain. What mom did not realize that because of the light we could see her silhouette? Mom first removed the pallu of her saree and let it fall on the ground and then started unbuttoning her blouse. I looked at ansari and he was rubbing himself over his pant. There was a weird smile on his face. When i again looked at my mom’s silhouette she was wearing her new blouse and it looked like she was having a difficulty in buttoning her blouse. Mom spoke from behind the curtain to ansari, “ the blouse is very tight and cannot button a single hook”, ansari said, “ really, that’s not possible i have stitched the blouse according to your old blouse’s measurement, why don’t you come out and show me how it is not fitting? Mom replied “ out there” somewhat shocked at ansari’s comment to parade her in front of others. Ansari said, “yes, that's ok no one out here except for your son and myself and i will also close the door so that no one passing looks in”. Mom said, “ok, close the door first”. Ansari quickly closed the door and mom came out from behind the curtain. I was shocked looking at my mom. She was holding the pallu of the saree in her hands and the pink blouse was open and her big white bra could be seen from the gap i could also see her little cleavage. She came in the middle of the room. Ansari was also looking at mom breast area. He went closer to mom and said “ you are wearing a large bra, you should were the small bra with this blouse and it will fit perfectly”. Ansari went to the steel cupboard in the corner and after searching for sometime removed a very small bra. It was a pink colour bra and had just two small triangle piece of cloth and the straps were more like thick strings. It was not brand bra but a stitched one. He handed the bra to mom and told her to try blouse again.