Indian Aunt Rina's milk

Apu as child grew up with his aunt Rina. When Apu was just 5 years old his both parents dies in an accident and there was no one accept aunt Rina to take care of him. Rina adopted Apu to fulfill the longing of her 9 month old son Jack who died of jaundice. To lessen the weight of tragedy in her day to day life she treats Apu as her own child and even Apu treats her like her mother. Both of them shares a very deep understanding for each other. Rina is a female of 35, whitish complexion and have long black hairs. As an Indian female she wears saree and blouse which makes her look more sexy than in any other outfits. Her bossoms are really huge and her blouse seems to hold her two beautiful breast with real difficulty. Apu, now 20 years old, subconsciously has always fantasized to suckle on those two huge milk bottles but couldn't accumulate enough guts to go and ask straight in his aunt's face for his craving need. That's not the end. As day passed he became more and more desperate to suckle on those titties but possibly he couldn't find a way out to this problem. One day accidentally he comes to the kitchen and finds aunt Rina is pumping out her breast milk onto the washbasin nearby. This was the first time when Apu saw her open breast jiggling out of her tight blouse. Her breast was well shaped and the nipple was highly protruded. Apu stood by the corner of the kitchen and started watching the whole show. Apu could see her right breast, swollen up and momentarily dripping milk out of the dark chocolate colored areolas. Apu could hear aunt Rina moaning as she was squeezing her left nipple. Milk was spurting out of her breast and was filing the washbasin. Apu couldn't continue any more at this sight and he called aunt Rina slowly tapping at her back.
"Aunty where is my lunch I am feeling hungry." said apu with a sense of fake astonishment.

A Unique Good Bye Gift

My name is Suresh. I live in Ambala city in Haryana. We are a small family. My father Surindersingh , My mother Sangeeta and My Sis Sugandha, except me . My father is a business man and my mother is a school teacher. My SIS is 28 years old and me 22 years. She is married at Panipat near Delhi and lives there with her hubby , who is working with some govtdeptt there.
SIS is married for about 3 years and still not having any baby. She is actually preparing for some competition examination and so they are not planning to go for child so early. Any way it is there life and there problem. I love my SIS so much and we have always been very close and rather had been like friends. She is older to me for about 6 years so in a way she way like my guardian when I was young. She helped me a lot with my studies and I respect her much.
I was in a gloomy mood after marriage of my SIS , as I lost a friend and she also missed me a lot. We usually had long mobile calls and I normally used to call her almost daily.
I had applied for engineering test and got admission to a reputed college at Hydrabad. I was to leave for Hydrabad in a weeks timeand after that I may not be able to come back to my family for about a year. So my father and mother were feeling very much for me and they were also in a pensive mood to miss me for such a long time.

The Two Couples

Part 1:
When Rita finished telling the events of the weekend, her face was flushed. They were sitting on the couch and she was sipping some wine while he had a glass of Scotch on the table, untouched. His cock was throbbing in his shorts.
He leaned sideways and kissed her. "Shhh.... my darling. I am glad you enjoyed it. I did too. I was pounding Nasreen and was in planet of lust."
"This won't affect our relationship, will it."
"Tell me, after fucking Rana does it feel you love me less?"
"On the contrary darling. I love you even more."
"There, you got the answer."
"I am glad Raj. Now please fuck me."
"With utmost pleasure darling. I was wondering when you would ask."
"Since when has Raj started to wait for an invitation?"
That night they made slow passionate love. They threw away all their usual foreplay rituals. They just mated and as they did, slow and languidly, they came together.
The next few months were spent without much happening. Their appetite for sex had only increased and their lust had seemed to find a new dimension. They often went out to dinner and he would tell her about some beautiful women in the restaurant telling Rita about who I found attractive and why. She would do the same with men.
Their gig in Malaysia had ended, They were back in Hyderabad, posted there after a promotion. They had made a lot of friends in Malaysia with whom they kept in touch by E-mail.

Lesbian encounter of Irum and Anum

HI! Dear readers, My name is Irum and my sister’s name is Anum(Names changed obviously) and this is a story about our incest lesbian experience, so for those who thinks it is immoral, please don’t waste your time. It’s more of a story about love rather than sex but sex isn’t left untreated.
I am a married lady of age 38 living a happy life, have 10 years old daughter 6 years old son and still pregnant with another kid. My husband is a military officer and he loves me a lot and suffices my needs for sex and every other thing. We travel all around the globe due to his job description.
My father is also a high ranked military officer and we used to live in a very lavish 2 story bungalow with lots of rooms in a city where my father was posted as commandant. We were not quite rich but as father was an army official, we were living quite a luxurious life.
Anyways, let’s talk about the story but let me be clear that Please don’t ask for having sex in the comments as it is stupidity and quite cheap as well. I am not posting to lay with people. I just can’t forget these beautiful memories and wanted to pen down and wanted to share it with readers who appreciate true incidents, so here it is.
It all started when I was in Second year. I was 17 and Anum was 15. To tell you more about me n Anum that time…, we were slim girls, very attractive long faces with prominent features. I had long black hair that catched everyone’s attention, skin tone quite fair, 5’4” with 32b, 26, 34. My curves were not that cool that everyone stares them but I do gained quite much attention due to my face.

My Milky Boobs

I am 29 year old NRI living in London with my husband.He is doctor.My father is a retired doctor in Mumbai.After six months i was coming back to my home in new Delhi. My husband was supposed to come with me but at the last minute i had to come alone.
The plane landed on the airport.I hired a taxi to take me home. The driver started asking me whether i would need a hotel.i said no but he went on pestering me that he knows lots of good hotels.i told him to take me to my home,and i am not a tourist.he stopped in the middle of the road and parked the car near a small wooden stall and started smoking biri.It went on for fifteen minutes. i got angry and scolded him for wasting my time.then just before reaching my home he said he cant go anymore.I really hate this guy.i had to carry my luggage for ten minutes to reach my home.
I rang the calling bell and a young woman opened the door.she told me she was the new maid who lives with my middle aged parents and younger brother along with her husband who is my father's taxi driver.i didn't like strangers in my home.The maid was not good looking but she was hot and young.In the night the driver came home bringing my father.it was a happy family reunion.the driver was short height but strong with dark brown complexion.
That night at midnight when everyone was asleep i heard some sound from the maid's room.The door was half open.i peeped and saw that the couple were having sex.he started telling his wife,madam is so sexy,i wish i could fuck her hard.I cant believe such a fair and beautiful woman is staying in the same house with me.

Wife swapping tale from Kerala

I am Shyam 35 and wife seena 28 both good looking and wheatish in color. Me working in a pvt bank and she hw in Calicut, Kerala. We have 1 girl aged 5 years. I am 5/7 65 kg and she slim 5 feet and 48 kgs with a 34b boobs. After 8 years of marriage our sex life has become more or less routine with no thrill factor.
I decided to ignite our sex life by watching some porn videos and to some extent we got our fire in our sex life back and having watched some group sex videos I thought of meeting another cpl for swap fun. Seena was dead against the idea of swap but after seeing a lot of group sex vids for 3 months she finally agreed with a good looking couple of her choice.
We started looking for a good looking young cpl like us and managed to find a cpl from Kerala through FB, Sibi 34 and sheeba 27 with a 6 year old girl kid from Trichur both working, Kerala, Sibi is good looking 5/8 71 kg and sheeba voluptuous with 5/4 feet and 62 kg with 36d boobs I liked her massive fiqure since my wife is slim where as Sibi loved to fuck my slim wifey for a change,
from net and we did yahoo cam chat and got acquainted and we all like each other after a month long camming and phone chat. We decided to spend a short 2 day vacation in a hill station, Wayanad in kerala. We all left our kids with our parents so we will have no more interference.

The Gardener and My Wife

I've been meaning to write you for a little while now. I really owe you one, my friend and don't know how to thank both of you enough. I'm glad our wives, Sonali and Madhu, are good enough friends to be so candid with each other!
It all worked out perfectly, better than either of us had expected and we're glad we didn't follow the original idea Sonali had of 'borrowing' one of the bulls that you've had service Madhu. This way, finding our own way with our own bull, was much more exciting and rewarding. Once Sonali accepted the idea it all went smoothly. Of course she isn't opposed to the idea of sex outside marriage itself -- you of all people know we had plenty of experience of that! but the concept of doing something so totally prohibited and which would have caused such a god almighty scandal in all our families and friend circles made her hesitate initially but then itself became an added attraction. I mean, let's accept it -- we know there are women who sleep with their servants but it's never one of 'us' is it? I think ultimately Sonali got really turned on by that idea.
Remember the first time we did a swap/swing, you and Madhu, Sonali and I and the other two couples you'd brought along to dinner? That was the first time I'd done it and definitely Sonali's first experience (by no means her last!) I know she got a wild kick out of that whole car-keys-in-a-bowl thing and having to pick one except mine at random to go home with. Don't get me wrong, but that night I was really glad that it wasn't your key she picked and that she didn't go with you.

My Indian Wife's Date

A short story to share with you all some recent adventures of my Indian hotwife. She is 34 years old, 5'7, 120lbs with great natural 36D's and a round firm ass that drives men wild. I am white, mid 30's as well. We have played a few times in the past, but lately she has been interested in trying something new. Following some hot online play with an older couple, she was hungry for some older cock. We tried in vain for several weeks to find a local couple that was in their mid-50s but was unsuccessful. Not wanting to deny her this fun, I told her to go ahead and see if she could find a single guy that piques her interest. She put out some ad's on craigslist and on a few online sites.
After a few days, she received an impressive amount of response. She settled on around 5 and began to talk to them online. Finally she decided to go ahead and meet one. The guy she chose was named Ben, but she referred to him as the Viking, as he was a large man of Scandinavian origin, 53 years old, with bright blue eyes and blonde hair. Perfect for what she was looking for. She arranged to meet him for lunch downtown on a Thursday afternoon. She told me that they had a pleasant conversation, and that he was very handsome, and very non-aggressive. He invited her to his company Christmas party that was to be held the following evening. We had not planned on going right into a date for her, but she was clearly excited about what may lie in store. She let it slip that she was sure he was well hung, and was obviously very interested to test this hypothesis.

Indian Wife Becomes a Mistress

My full name is Simran Kaur Ahluwalia. I am a house-wife from India, aged 31. I live with my husband Balwinder Singh Ahluwalia, in a four bed-room apartment in one of India's largest cities - Mumbai. I have known my husband, since my school days, as both of us lived in the same locality during our child-hood. We fell in love at college and got married after graduation. We have two children. A son, aged seven and recently, we have been blessed with a baby daughter, three months ago. We led a happily married life. An incident that recently occurred in our life, dramatically changed our married life.
Our neighbours were, an elderly couple, Hardayal Singh and his wife, Tejinder Kaur. He was 57 years of age and his wife Teji, was 40. As a mark of respect, we used to call Hardayal Singh, as Hardayalji. They were childless. Unfortunately, tragedy struck them. Teji, was knocked down by a truck and died. Hardayalji was heart-broken. He was inconsolable. He began drinking heavily. As time went, it seemed that Hardayalji was slowly becoming an alcoholic. He lost his job. Every day, he sat alone in his house, drinking all day long. My husband is a very caring person and could not bear to see Hardayalji's condition detiorate.
One day, my husband told me, " Simran, we must help Hardayalji. He has no family. There is no one to help him. I think that, it is because he is all alone in his house, that, he drinks so heavily. Why don't we ask him to lock up his house, and come to stay with us, for a month or two? That will help in discouraging him to drink. Can you handle the extra work of cooking etc for him too? "

My Indian Wife Vidya

My name is Rajesh and I am married to my sweetheart Vidya. We have a one year old son Aakash and soon (in a month), we would be celebrating our sixth wedding anniversary.
It was past 10.30 at night, and my son was asleep in his room. Vidya was lying on the bed reading, and I was working on my laptop on a project.
"Oh my fat lover," Vidya called out from the bed. "Leave your laptop and come here. I need a good lick and then a good fuck."
That was one great thing I loved about Vidya. Sex with her was very efficient. She was explicit and blunt about her needs. A nymphomaniac by nature, she would tell you exactly what she wanted to you do -- no hunting around for "subtle hints".
"Yes, darling." Obediently, I shut my laptop and stood up. Walking over and standing beside the bed, to her left, I started to undress. My shirt came off first, followed by my watch. I then reached down and unbuckled the belt. Rolling down my jeans to my ankles, I stepped out of my pants. Vidya caught hold of the waistband of my underpants, slowly pulling them down. My small penis sprang free and hit her in the face. She laughed, and continued to roll down my underwear until I was completely naked.