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I was very friendly with one girl from my schooling. We use to chat and share everything in life. We talked about love, relationships, sports, news and all nonsense. But we never talked about sex. One day it so happened that her close friend lost virginity to her boy friend and she had told that to my friend Ranjitha. And she was very happy about it. This encouraged Ranitha to talk about it with someone. I was the obvious option she had, because she was very close with me. So she called and told me about it and I sensed a feeling of lust and sense of sexiness in her voice. I kept teasing her saying you can also lose virginity if you find a boy friend. For that, she sportively asked me to find a guy for her and she would find a girl friend for me. It was very funny conversation. She sounded desperate. I suddenly asked, do you want a boy friend for sex. She was shocked, but she realized the way she was talking, it sounded like that. She apologized and said she is not able to contro...

Hi to all NPS readers, I am Gokul (name changed) living in trichy and studying in reputed engg college near thanjore. I am going to narrate a sex incident along with events that led to it. I daily travel in private bus to college.It used to be big rush during peak hours.So one day while returning from college i was standing in back side where usually men’s stand. Bus stopped at thuvakudi,a lady wearing brown saree got in bus via back side.The conductor and fellow passenger were shouting at her getting back side cos ladies usually get in front.I least bothered about it.She stood behind.She would have been around 35.Brownish in skin texture and she should have been 38 36 40.She was worth a shot. I and she wearing standing side ways facing the three seater windows and a vertical pole between us.Due to rush and continues motion of bus.My right arm was constantly rubbing with her left arm of her.She didn’t bother to take the arm neither did i.I was getting hardon due to this frict...

It was on a Friday morning when Mihoshi and Kiyone were on an ordinary routine patrol, being bored out of their minds. "Nothing ever happens, this is so boring", Kiyone moaned wishing for a bit of action. "Come on Kiyone, I know patrols are not the most entertaining things, but be happy nothing bad happens and everything is nice and peaceful hehe", Mihoshi giggled. "If you say so...", Kiyone pouted while the girls walked along the streets. Passing by the entrance to a dark backalley, the two girls were stopped by a man in his 30's, with shoulder long brown hair and a full beard. "Excuse me ladies. As policewomen you can surely tell me how I can get to the Feather Market, right?", he asked. "FEATHER MARKET! That's.......... um.... that's....", Mihoshi, first shouted, then thought about it after noticing she has no idea where it is. "There is no Feather Market here... None that I know of", Kiyone answered for Mihosh...

The young woman stood stood in front of the wide golden-trimmed oval mirror. Her tan skin shone under the bright lights of her dressing room. She applied mascara, a touch of blue eyeshadow, and a swipe of glistening pink lip gloss. Her long dark brown hair fell in perfect waves past her shoulders. It was time for her to put on her costume. She had been belly dancing for nearly five years, and she was known to most as Jameela. However, that was not her real name; Jameela was a stage name, meaning beautiful, graceful, and lovely, all words that the young woman felt described a good belly dancer. Jameela had a variety of different belly dancing costumes, but for the party she was performing at that night she wanted to wear her most colorful. The skirt was long and flowing; the upper portion of her skirt, which rested on her hips, was orange fabric that was thoroughly covered in a rainbow of large, brightly-colored, different-shaped jewels. The orange fabric resting on Jameela’s hips and ...

It was only a week later that the horror and embarrassment Jasmine suffered at the tickling hands of her gym teacher Ms. Binder began to fade.  The sweet natured eighteen year old's sunny disposition and enduring innocence didn't let her linger over bad episodes like that.  Jasmine figured she could just avoid Ms. Binder whenever possible and never get caught alone with her.  It was just one person to watch out for, how tough could it be?   Jasmine made her way to school with her dark blond hair in a ponytail wearing a thin, white short sleeve button up top and snug low riding hip hugger jeans.  Her full breasts were barely contained in a white bra so as not to show through her top, but her honey tanned skin shown through, darkening the material slightly.  As Jasmine walked through the halls the thin material molded to the sensuous curves of her firm sides and the bottom was short enough to show a couple of inches of her silky lower belly.  But what r...