Soma’s Milky Adventure With An Old Lady

 Soma, a beautiful busty young girl, got married two years ago to a well-known family in Kolkata. Soma and her husband Paresh have been separated from the family since the marriage. And 4 months ago, she had the good fortune to be a mother.

For Soma, a 26-year-old young mother, it became increasingly difficult to work and look after her family. So, Soma’s mother decided to hire a housekeeper. Soon she found one. The housekeeper was an old-aged woman. Her age was around 56 or 57, a thin and strong woman.

Soma’s mother returns to her home after fixing the workwoman. Soma liked her very much because she found out that the lady had no one to see or hear her. The old lady is also looking after Soma like a daughter. Soma seemed to have a soft feeling for the old lady, and it was growing day by day.

My Lactating Wife and Beggar

 I am Rahul, working in an MNC. My wife is Menka. Today we went on a long drive. Now and then, I go out with my wife. I’m a workaholic. Until now, I did not understand anything except my work, my career. But now I try to give my beautiful wife as much time as possible.

Because Menka is currently mentally disturbed. A few days ago, she had an unwanted miscarriage. She had many dreams about her future child. She had imagined various things. But in this unwanted miscarriage, her dream has been shattered.

I will tell my life story. But, before that, we need to give some details about ourselves. Our married life is one and a half years. I am 26 years old. Menka is 22. She is very beautiful and sexy – height 5 feet 6 inches, slim body, thin waist, and full, huge ass.

Wife Swap Sex On A Trip To Jaipur

 This is a wife swap sex story of two childhood friends Ravi and Saurabh, and their wives Shruti and Ruchi, respectively. Ravi and Shruti live in Lucknow, whereas Saurabh and Ruchi live in Delhi. Ravi and Shruti have one child of two years, whereas Saurabh and Ruchi have none.

The story began when Ravi and Saurabh planned to visit Jaipur with their family. Ravi reached Delhi airport along with his family, where Saurabh was there with Ruchi to pick them. Let me describe the stats of Shruti and Ruchi.

Shruti was fair in color with a height of 5ft 4 inches. She is a little bulky with a 38-32-36 figure. One could not take their eye away from her boobs and buttocks. Both were big but firm. Ruchi is a little dusky with a height of 5ft 5inch. Her stats are 34-32-34. She was tall and lean but looked sexy.

When Ravi reached Delhi, Saurabh hugged both Ravi and Shruti. Shruti was a bit uncomfortable. But she smiled and said hello to Saurabh. Saurabh then introduced his wife to Ravi and Shruti.

Unusual Swapping Relationship Leads To Pregnancy

My name is Ethan, and my wife, Harper, and I met in our junior year at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln.  We dated until graduation and then got married when we moved to Omaha to start our careers.  I majored in finance and advanced quickly in a multinational conglomerate, and Harper had a good career with a biotech company, until three years later when we started a family with our daughter, Megan. 

We started out in an apartment in Omaha, but by three years after our daughter was born, we had saved enough to purchase a home in a middle-class suburb.  It was a new subdivision, and the four other homeowners in our cul-de-sac were close to our age of twenty-eight, and all except one couple had young kids at that time.  We’ve been living in our home for two years now, and this story starts about the time we moved in. 

Harper and I are sociable and enjoyed participating in neighborhood barbeques and other activities, including evenings out, where we often shared babysitters while some or all of us couples went out for dinner, dancing, and drinking.  The mothers who were breastfeeding pumped and stored breastmilk so they could drink alcohol with the rest of us. 

All the wives are pretty, but the husbands were especially attracted to Harper and our next-door neighbor’s wife, Claire.  Harper is five feet and four inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, and with her strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, she looks a lot like the actress, Amy Adams, except with somewhat larger 32C breasts.

Sperm Donation For Mumtaz

 I came home late on Friday after watching a movie with friends. I was worried that Padma Aunty might scold me as it was Friday night and already 9 pm and our mating night. When I entered the living room, I saw Padma Aunty, Raman Uncle and a couple I had never seen before.

“Why are you late, Rajesh?” Padma Aunty hissed at me,” Go freshen up and come. Dinner is ready.”

I saw two whiskey bottles on the centre table and four glasses. Looks like all four were already high. I quietly went to my room as I didn’t want to antagonize my drunken Aunt. I bathed, wore a shirt and track pants and entered the dining room.

I sat on the chair and looked at Padma Aunty, who looked at her friend and said,” Mumtaz, will you please serve dinner for Rajesh,” Turning towards me, Padma Aunty said,” By the way, Rajesh, this is my friend Mumtaz. That’s her husband, Farhan. They will be staying over tonight with us.”

Horny couple has threesome with 21yo girl

I’m Sakshi, a 36-year-old married woman living in Mumbai with my husband, Mayank and 2 children. Mayank and I have been happily married for 10 years. He is a gentle husband in front of everyone. But in bed, he could be a hardcore lover, and I love that about him.

Even after 10 years of marriage, we kept our sex life interesting. From dirty roleplays to BDSM, we have tried many things in bed. This became possible because Mayank is open-minded and supportive towards my sex fantasies.

This incident occurred a few months ago. My husband and I had plans to go out to attend a late-night dinner party. So, I called my next-door neighbour Anjali to look after our kids until we returned from the party.

Anjali is a 21-year-old beautiful young girl living next door. She is very helpful and cares for our kids in our absence. That evening she took our kids along with her. Once they were gone, I started to prepare for the party while my husband took a shower.

I wore a black cocktail dress and sat in front of the mirror to do my makeup. While doing my makeup, my husband came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He is 6 feet tall and has a stone-hard muscular body with broad shoulders.

My Much Needed Naturist Holiday

 The day was warm as I languished outside in the back garden, having a well-deserved rest after finishing my days' work. I worked even harder now I was on my own, but one thing I knew for certain, was that I needed a man, a man who would treat me like my husband had done, for all the years we had been married. I missed the closeness, the intimacy, the way held me with his large hands. Ohhh, to feel his open hands caressing my skin, making me shudder at his touch. He made me feel so very safe and so secure and loved. Telling me he would always cover me in blue to protect me.

As my open hands caressed my body, my mind wandered, thinking they were my husband's hands, my nipples beginning to harden, my Lou-lou began to get warm and wet. Thinking I would put my pumps on and pump more milk. Malcolm always loved suckling me when I was full of milk, giving us both a terrific orgasm. Oh, how I miss him still. I got my pumps out placing them on both nipples, setting the suction to medium. Stripping off I leant back on the sofa, I placed my feet on the edge letting my legs fall wide. I could feel the sensations travelling from my tits to my Lou-lou, I have always called my cunt, my lou-lou. I started to rub my now swelling bud. Ahhhh, the feeling shooting through me, 'yes, yesss,' pinching my bud hard making myself cum. Pushing my fingers in my lou-lou, I pulled them out dripping, as I licked my fingers clean. Giving myself a good shake, I got up and went to put the kettle on, once my legs had stopped shaking. I needed a coffee, with a teaspoon of Baileys Irish cream. As I waited for the kettle to boil, I switched on the TV, for background noise, so the house wouldn't sound so empty and silent.

Indian Wife Blossoms

Shekhar and I arrived at St Tropez on the French Riviera a few years ago, I was 29 years old and married about three years back. We had grown up in a rather conservative setting and I was not sure as to how I would respond to the nudity that this resort town was famous for. In fact I had butterflies in the stomach.

Shekhar was almost drooling at the local gentry as we got out of the taxicab. Attractive women with see-through tops and lots of off the hip styles. Lots of navels. The desk clerk was eyeing me up as we were signing in and I must say that it was an embarrassment and a turn on to think he was perhaps imagining me without clothes. At least that was what I could infer from his look. He gave Shekhar a knowing wink as he handed him the heavy metal key and he rang for the bellboy to bring our bags to the room. He too looked at me from head to toe and I realized that it must drive these guys crazy to work in such a paradise.

I was wearing a blue sari and a sleeveless blouse and a strapless bra. Like typical Indian women I had bangles on one wrist, chain in the neck, a nose pin, ear rings, anklets etc. In the room, we pulled back the drapes to look down from our second floor balcony at the courtyard below. Shekhar appeared to be somewhat disappointed to see that people were standing around in evening wear. They were holding cocktails and talking in small groups. A classy crowd but not very thrilling. Shekhar walked up to me coolly and started unbuttoning the blouse.

Marrage Games

 "Bring my gold and diamond earrings," I heard my wife, Priya order our maid, Anjali. Anjali was only 18 and had only recently started working for us.

She was the daughter of my family's long standing maid and we were obliged to give her a job. She was 5 ft tall and had a slight figure. Her breasts seemed slightly more than a handful. My interest in this young woman was more than professional.

I always had a wandering eye and my wife had learned to indulge it. She knew this when she married me as she usurped my ex-wife. Priya seemed to revel in being the other woman and I loved the kinks she brought to my life. Priya was only 28 when we married and I was 42. 8 years later and our marriage was stronger than ever.

Anjali returned to Priya looking confused.

My Loving Wife Malti

 Chapter 1 - Introductions

Malti (means a fragrant flower), and I are a married couple living in Mumbai. We have three children and have been married for six years. Malti, at 28, is a stunningly beautiful woman and my only love in life. Ours is a love marriage, and like many other rebellious couples, we eloped and married in order to avoid her parents' disapproval. She is a Marathi Konkanastha Brahmin, while I am an ordinary Marathi man. She is very fair, with pale skin complexion, big beautiful eyes, and full pink lips. Her body is delicate - standing at just 5' 3" with a slender and proportionate figure. I am on the darker side, not completely dark, but treated as such. I am 5' 4" and with a medium build. My name is Sanjay.

Side note: Konkanastha Brahmins are Brahmins from the coastal region of Konkan in Maharashtra. They are known to be the fairest Brahmins in the Maharashtra state of India. Due to their fair, pale complexion, light brown eyes they can even pass off as Caucasians. Unlike Caucasians, however, they don't have blonde hair. There are several theories about their origins but that is not of interest in this story.