Blackmailing My Lactating Maid For Milk

I am a newly married housewife aged 26 years with a 34B-26-36, enjoying and satisfied with my husband’s lovemaking in bed, but still, yearn for a feminine body touch which I am missing from college girlfriend during our golden college days. I loved the soft hands of my girlfriend roaming and caressing my body and especially the soft hands pressing my breasts instead of my husband’s rough hands.

It was a Monday morning at 11 am, had finished my bath and was wearing a loose T-shirt with no bra because I love my boobs dance freely when I am alone in the house and a long skirt with a panty. And as usual, I was busy with the cooking for the afternoon lunch when the doorbell rang, opened the door and saw our new maid Shanti at the door. Shanti was working for us from the past one month, a middle-aged decent looking lady of maybe 30 to 33 years old, slightly brownish in colour and she was about 5’ 3” in height, slightly a plump lady with a 36D boobs and a fleshy stomach which was visible between her saree and blouse when she was working because she used to normally wear saree at work, and a bigger ass which used to wriggle when she used to walk with heavy load in her hands.

Shanti used to call me as Didi even though she was 10 years older than me out of respect. She had a one-year-old kid but never brought the child to my place which she would leave her kid with her in-laws whenever she goes out for domestic help. Until now I never imagined Shanti with whom I can share my bed with, but everything changed during the next two hours which I am going to explain now.

Lactation Help For My Needy Friend Part

Dear friends, this is Nalini (changed) again with my new sex story, and thanks for your comments on my previous stories, and please don’t forget to comment on Indian sex story too, and male readers stop asking about my personal details and don’t invite me on hangouts.

I am a newly married housewife aged 26 years with a 34B-26-36, enjoying and satisfied with my husband’s lovemaking in bed, but still, yearn for a feminine body touch which I am missing from college girlfriend during our golden college days. I loved the soft hands of my girlfriend roaming and caressing my body and especially the soft hands pressing my breasts instead of my husband’s rough hands.

It was a Monday morning at 11 am, had finished my bath and was wearing a loose T-shirt with no bra because I love my boobs dance freely when I am alone in the house and a long skirt with a panty. And as usual, I was busy with the cooking for the afternoon lunch when the doorbell rang, opened the door and saw our new maid Shanti at the door. Shanti was working for us from the past one month, a middle-aged decent looking lady of maybe 30 to 33 years old, slightly brownish in colour and she was about 5’ 3” in height, slightly a plump lady with a 36D boobs and a fleshy stomach which was visible between her saree and blouse when she was working because she used to normally wear saree at work, and a bigger ass which used to wriggle when she used to walk with heavy load in her hands.

Shanti used to call me as Didi even though she was 10 years older than me out of respect. She had a one-year-old kid but never brought the child to my place which she would leave her kid with her in-laws whenever she goes out for domestic help. Until now I never imagined Shanti with whom I can share my bed with, but everything changed during the next two hours which I am going to explain now.

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 Surprise Vacation

It was indeed a surprise package planned by my loving hubby Rajesh without neither discussing with me nor letting out any details whatsoever to me. He just asked me to pack our bags for 10 days and not to ask him any questions. I too obliged and just followed his instructions anxiously waiting to see what is in store for me. 

The warmth of the tropics took our breath away from the moment we walked off the plane. It was as if the cold bitter winter we had just left four hours earlier was only a memory. I looked at my hubby, as I called him and saw an incredible smile spread quickly across his face. It was as if our minds were both feeling the same rush of joy as the warm air blanketed us. 

On landing at the airport I came to know that we were at Montego Bay, Jamaica in the Caribbean Islands. We made our way through customs which was nothing more than a long line and a wasted hour instead of being on the beach. The airport was clean but not as clean as we are used to back home. Of course we both commented we were in a third world country so things were going to feel different. 

Rajesh was looking at me quite differently than usual. I was certainly in great shape even after two kids. As I saw him standing there it sent a message to my hormones that this was going to be a sex filled week indeed. I had pulled my hair back into a pony tail and tied it with a pink ribbon. I remember thinking to myself, wow, I looked hot! Rajesh smiled as we then grabbed our bags and headed out the door into the fading sun light. It was late afternoon yet Rajesh commented how warm it still felt. As promised the van was waiting and carried us off down the country side to our resort. Rajesh and I were the only one in the van as the driver, a local man, chatted away the entire hour ride. Odd thing was I noticed him carefully checking me out quite often. Figuring it was Indian skin that had him interested. I never really gave it much thought and kind of enjoyed the flirting on his part. Not really sure but I sensed Rajesh noticing it as well. No harm in having some fun. After all we were on vacation, right? 

Our First Time

I, Mohan aged 62, and my wife Puja aged 60 are first generation Indians settled in the US with an empty nest; and so it was the typical story of looking for adventure before time ran out after a rather sedate and dull married life. Our marriage, though a happy one by conventional standards, had lacked passion and we felt that we could perhaps spice it up a little bit by trying our luck at swinging. My wife as usual was not very sure but after we discussed this for several days she suddenly blurted out one day that ever since we had come to the US she had had fantasies about having sex with a big white male. On prodding further, she rather shamefacedly admitted that two persons she found very hot were Michael Cain and Sean Connery, not always in that order. 

Although professionally very successful I was a typical nerd - not very generously endowed as far as my physical attributes are concerned, and so naturally felt a bit inadequate but was thankful that they didn't involve people we knew since that would have really upset me. Luckily, she didn't ask me about my fantasies, perhaps she was a bit embarrassed after blurting out her inner thoughts, as in my case these were about everyday people around us and had included, in the past, a fantasy about her mother as well. My mother-in-law had had Puja at the age of twenty and when we got married she was just forty-five and quite a looker. Whenever she embraced me and kissed me affectionately, I would be pressed against her soft and huge breasts and invariably got a hard on. Of course, I had dared not press my luck further though I wasn't sure I wouldn't have succeeded if I had given it a try!

Suzy's First

The day was sunny with a stiff breeze from the west. It looked warmer than it was, and when you were in the shade you realized it was not yet summer, but early spring. It had that fresh feeling, a new beginning. The trees were beginning to green and the weeds had already starting growing tall and strong. Before long, the grass would need mowed. The winter had not been a bad one, with only a few days of bitter cold. One record snow fall, and two smaller ones with lots of rain, a winter no one could complain about.

Suzy was excited. Excited would be an understatement. Her and Jack had talked for so long about a night like tonight and the day was finally here. It was 2 o'clock, and her date would not be picking her up until 7, but she could not sit still. She was thinking about what she would wear, or not wear. How would she do her hair, her makeup? Would her date be attracted to her, or would she be too old? It was early, but it was a special day and she needed to relax just a little so she decided to have a glass of wine to help calm her nerves. 

As she walked into the kitchen, Jack could sense the excitement in his wife, he felt it too. Or was it fear. He could not tell if he was scared because he might enjoy tonight, or hate it. What if he hated it and Suzy loved it? It was his idea, so how would he tell her he didn't want to do it again. The thought of tonight made his cock hard and throb in his pants. His balls ached from the excitement that was yet to come. 

Celebrating with Our Roommate

After we both entered our 40's my wife Ann was laid off and our daughter got married and moved out. 

Ann decided that she wanted some extra money for shopping and said we should rent out one of the spare bedrooms. I agreed so we could split the extra money so she could go shopping and I could use my half to put more towards the mortgage payment.

Ann and I both look a little young for our ages. Ann is 43 while I just turned 40. Ann and I are both 5' 9". She weighs around 160 lbs. and has curves in all the right places with 36C breasts and a nice full ass. 

Ann placed an ad online and within just a few days we had several responses. We carefully considered each and every one and, while I would have preferred a cute 20-yr. old with a killer beach body, we settled on a 24-yr. old named Mark. 

We chose Mark since he was a business professional and was being transferred to our area for four to six months while almost everyone else was looking for a year minimum. My wife and I thought that six months was perfect in case we decided that renting just wasn't for us. 

Awesome Threesome – Our First Experiment

Hi, this is Abhijit and this is my first story on ISS. I will keep sharing my real life experiences for people to read. I am born and raised in Kolkata. This story is about me and my fiancée and our first experiment with our sex life. I met Akansha during my Post graduation days in Delhi. It was 5 years back when I was 22 and she was 21. We are now engaged and will be getting married in February. Akansha belongs to Jaipur, Rajasthan and had also come to Delhi to pursue her post graduation. It was love at first sight for both of us and our relationship immediately clicked and we connected to each other mentally. We had a rocking time in Delhi and since I had rented an apartment for my own self our sex life flourished too. We used to fuck like kittens. Both of us were equally adventurous and we enjoyed our time together. But this story is not about our experiences with each other but about our first real experimentation with our sex life. It was a threesome.

We had been seeing each other for almost a year and a half when this incident happened. Like all other Indian men I typically had fantasies of Threesomes and swaps and gangbangs. But I did not have the courage to tell her about these ideas out of the sheer love. But it one day stuck me to open up in front of her. At the first instance she thought I was kidding. But when she understood that I was serious, it was a kind of a mixed reaction. On one hand the idea did excite her which I could see in her shining eyes, on the other hand she was over cautious and pointing out the risks involved. I comforted her and made her ready some real life experiences people had shared on an online portal. I also showed her some videos and clips and tried to make her understand the concepts. She actually was eager to read and see all that which kind of gave me the hint that this could work. Eventually it worked out. Our foreplay sessions started revolving around such videos and stories that we started reading and watching together. This continued for some months till the time I was convinced that she is on the same page with me. It was time to hit the nail on its head. I causally one day told her that it is time we should try it out once.

Best Wife Lessons

My wife and I married young. We have been married for over 20 years and have two grown children. I have been her only sexual partner, although a couple others tried to get their hands (and more) on her body. Her best friend, who introduced us and now lives near us, was taking a trip back home for some family things and my wife was going along with her to visit her father.

When her friend came over to pick her up my wife was at the store picking up a couple last minute things for the trip so we had a little time to talk. I knew her friend was a little on the wild side and wanted to see if she could get my wife to get a little loose and crazy, so I bet she couldn't get my wife to kiss another guy when they were away. She asked if that was something I would be upset about and I assured her it was quite the opposite and told her I'd give her $100 for the kiss and $100 for every step beyond a kiss she could get my wife to take, but that she had to send me proof.

She held up her phone and said that would be no problem, but wanted to know where the limit was. I told her there were no limits as long as my wife doesn't get hurt. She said she knew a couple of really nice guys who would give her all the help she needed so she accepted the challenge and just as we were shaking on it, my wife returned to leave for the trip. Her friend recommended my wife pack something nice, like maybe a casual dress and they would go out for a nice dinner Saturday night. My wife said that sounded fun and grabbed my favorite dress of hers which was a knee length black with floral print skirt with a black top that zipped down the back and pair of white sandals.

Horny Juhi Fucking With Younger Sisters Husband Kapil

Hello Friends, I am new to this site and this is my first and possibly last try of writing down anything like this. My sex experience is about me having sex with my younger sister’s husband Kapil for whole night. It was of a kind night of love and sex which I always use to dream before getting married; romantic,

passionate and extremely satisfying and irony of my life is that I never had that sort of sex with my husband in around one and a half decade of my married life. I am Juhi, obviously mine and all names used in the script are false but everything except names are word to word true. I am married and mother of two, almost 39, fair and good looking with sparkling smile,

curly hairs ending below shoulders, standing 5’2” with big luscious melons, fleshy thighs and heavy jutting out plump ass. Yes! overall I have overweight body with evident belly but as compared to my sister I am fair and far good looking with very high sex appetite.

Before starting how it all happened and what all we did whole night I must mention this fact in the beginning that I am not a pervert, also whatever happened between me and my sister's husband Kapil; Kapil is nowhere responsible for that, in a way it was not me either. Directly or indirectly it happened all because of my husband Jatin and my sister Deepa.