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My name is Suresh. I live in Ambala city in Haryana. We are a small family. My father Surindersingh , My mother Sangeeta and My sister Sugandha, except me . My father is a business man and my mother is a school teacher. My didi 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 govt deptt there. Didi 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 didi 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 didi , as I lost a friend and she also missed me a lot. We usually had long mobile calls and I normally used to ca

ts really an erotic story so keep on relishing My Dear Friends. This is Seenu , I am attended the friends marriage The guests to their marriage are Anu, who is the wife of my friend ,Sharmila and two of the friends of Sharmila. They are Haleem, a Muslim girl, aged 21 and the best friend of Sharmila. Next Sirisha, aged 22, a woman married and the second best friend of Mine and her close to me as well as sharmila.. They know the illegal relation of Seenu and Sharmila, (of course told by Sharmila), they are invited to her marriage and the marriage took place on Sunday at 8 PM. Seenu married Sharmila before them, and Anu arranged a dinner to them. After that Sharmila and Seenu went into their first night room and they enjoyed the whole night, fully nude and they fucked like dogs.Next morning, Sirisha requested Seenu to drop her at her house, since it is little far. Then Seenu has taken her on his scooter and dropped her at her house. Sirisha invited him, to have a cup of tea. Soon b

hi fellow desibeeians...!!! going to share some more of my life time experiences let me know what u feel about this one......!!! Starting with; When i was an early teenager and those were the early days of my masturbating..one i was travelling alone, that was a crowded train as it was festival time.i was standing in the middle of compartment where everyone passes by. I enjoyed when ever a station arrives lot of hot chicks and horny unties passes by i used to touch their boobs and waist as if it happened accidentally. After enjoying like tht for few stops, it was a big station and even more crowd came in, there boarded this aunty so sexy in her early 30s. she was white good height and perfect shaped like a teen girl.she wore a black saree and a matching blouse. she was alone and while passing through the compartment she stopped at me as she cant move further as the way was blocked. i was staring at her like i was scanning evry part her body.after sometime i started conversation with he

This is another incident I am telling you about. I have a friend named Asutosh. He is very thin and not very much athletic. We used to hang around much and used to discuss each and everything happening in our lives. In a way we were each others’ best companion. But from sometime I was observing some change in Asutosh’s behavior. The person who used to spend most of his time having fun with me has started remaining away from these enjoyment activities. When I once asked him what was the reason he simply said that there is no such thing but he needs some time alone. I wasn’t sure what has happened to him but I thought better give him some time to relax and think. And in this process I stopped going to his home. I haven’t visited his home for quite some time but once on diwali night we had too much of drinks he was too high after the party and I then I had to escort him to his home. When I reached there and knocked the door; to my surprise Meenal opened the door. Now before going further

This incident happened while I was having my training at Bangalore. It was the month of December and the clock was ticking 7:30 of evening. The coldness of the weather was diffusing into the environment and it was getting colder and colder outside. I was doing some paperwork hence got late in the office. As I left it was already around 8 and I took a bus. As I used to catch the bus from the main stop every time so I usually get a seat often. This time too, the bus was a nearly and the climate outside too had a major hand in reducing the number of passengers. I went and sat at the back of the bus on the window side seat. At the next stop, a few more people boarded the bus but they chose to sit at the front rather at the back. I was sitting, watching that market from the window I felt as someone sat. As I looked with a least interested view, I saw a beautiful lady adjusting herself over the seat, maybe in her early 30s. She was in a semi-transparent blue colored sari and sleeveless match