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Every seventeen year old has there fantasy's on this earth.  Some fantasize about being a millionaire, and famous.  Others wish for world peace, and harmony.  But not everybody fantasizes like I do.  Not everybody knows what I am like, either.  I'm just like an un ordinary girl, I blame being born six weeks early for that.  But really it's where I was raised that I am like that.  "Lauren!" a voice wailed.  I snapped into reality, and looked at my best guy friend, Zach.  "Day dreaming again?" he asked teasingly.  I blushed.  "Zach, when am I not?"  He nodded.  "True, your gonna probably die day dreaming." he admitted.  I rolled my eyes.  "You are such a dweeb."  But deep down, we were best friends, since we were like, three.  I remembered all the trouble we'd get in.  I was the ring leader of our own circus every time, with my imagination, we'd do all sorts of things.  One of those things included kissi

Hi i am Jayaleksmi a 25 year old Indian housewife.this is an event that occured recently which i could not forget ever. it was a very hot day.i was sweating when i came out from the supermarket.itwas then the unfortunate incident happened.one of the heavy shopping bags i was carrying broke down and things were scattered all over. it was really embarrassed as i sat down to collect things.i was wearing lowneck blouse and was sure people standing around could see my clevage clearly.then an elderly man showed up.he went inside the shop to bring back a new shopper and sat down with for collecting things.finally when it was over i thanked him.he offered to drop me back home.it was an offer not to resist as it was a hot day and just the thoughtof taking an auto/bus to ride back home was horrid. On the way home i came to know more about him.he was a 62 yr old widower. His kids were settled abroad and he now run his family bussiness. it was just forthe sake of killing time after retirement.he

Hi I don’t want to reveal my real name, but take it as Preethi & its fake as is email address. Well I am just sharing an experience of mine with my colleague at my office. I couldn’t expect a more sexual experience in life like that day. Let’s call him Ajith. He was 27 years of age. I am 25 years of age. After my PG I got a post of office staff in a firm at Kochi. In office there were lot of people who were willing to talk around me mainly because I was young & fair. But Ajith was not someone, he was different & he didn’t talk to me & was busy at work. He seems shy or introvert or something. I slowly liked him & eventually got more interested in him. After a couple of weeks Ajith & me were talking during lunch breaks & I liked his company.  I don’t know about Ajith, but I really liked him as time went past. I, as a young girl liked to get more from Ajith. As time went by we became friends & I really liked to get intimate with Ajith. One Sunday, we b

Hi all. I am Beena (pen name). I have read many stories on this website and i loved reading it. After reading it, i felt to submit my own experiences. I would like to share my personal sexual encounters with you all to read and enjoy. While u read this, hold on to ur hard wet dick and shake it slowly.  Before starting the story let me ask u..what is sexual encounter? I know when u guys hear this word, first thing that come to ur mind is ur Beena aunty, lying on bed with her legs wide open moaning and u with ur long hard dick fucking me really hard. In my stories I will explain everything from hardcore sex to soft sex.  First let me introduce myself. Iam 38 years old. A housewife with a nice body which all guys use to stare when I walk along road. I love wearing saree exposing my navel and side boobs. I know u guys love it. Sex is my favourite timepass and I love sucking dicks and drinking hot think milk from it.  My husband is a businessman. His name is Kiran (Name changed). We

I am 30 years old very experienced 5 feet 6 inches, 70Kgs, strong built man from delhi. This is a true story I am telling you. I have a friend by name kaushik. He is very thin and not very much athletic. We used to drink together many times after work and he used to go home drunk. One day he was too much high after a party and I took him to his home. His wife opened the door and all the effect of alcohol I had was gone in a second the moment I saw her. She was like an angel. Very smooth skin, big boobs, long hairs and sexy smile. Since Kaushik was fully out, I was holding him and taking him inside his bedroom. She was not surprised at the scene since she was used to it. That was the day I decided to fuck her. While I was going back after leaving him inside the bedroom I gave his wife a naughty smile which she responded very positively. After that day I talk to her couple of times over phone but never got any indications that she ever told about my phone calls to her to Kaushik. To cut

Hi Readers, I am glad that you all enjoyed the incident posted by me in the ISS. I am 28 yr old, good looking well educated guy from Delhi. I am back with a true incident happened few days back. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was in CP, since “Delhi-6” movie was going on, I too tried to get the ticket for the same but it was a bad luck as movie was house full. I normally don’t go for all these stuff but somehow I reached to the guy for a getting a ticket in Black in the Regal Cinema. I purchased the same and move inside. It’s not such a good hall but for I thought for a good movie its worth to be seen but my luck had something else for me in store. I was sitting on a corner seat and very soon a couple of early thirties sat beside me and wife was having a small baby. She was really a beautiful lady with good figure and I was feeling good as that sexy lady was sitting beside me but I was cautious as her hubby too was on the next seat. Movie started and within 20 minutes her baby star

Dear readers, this is the same shashi who works as a secretary for my boss who fucks me day in and out, u may remember me how me and my husband got raped while coming bk from ajmir to jaipur in the marble yard. let me tell you this latest incidence of mine with six guys in a volvo bus on 17/8/11 at 6 pm, on my way to my house from jigani industrial area on bannergatta road in bangalore city, giving so much details so that the readers enjoy the real truth of the incident. i am now 29 happily married but my hubby not much active in sex, if he touches my wet pussy he feels dirty and wash his hands, he hardly gives 4 to5 strokes and leaks out and turn other side and sleep off, which makes me leave with no other option to finger myself and quench my thirst, this exactly attracted me to my boss who treats me like a goddess of sex, yes let me accept by nature I am bit oversexed and love it a lot, excepting during my periods or if boss is out of station, not a single day passes without

Hi evry1... One evening I had to go 2 a marriage function. As a result missed My bus to return home. Also no autorickshaws were available and having no alternative , I had to take a public bus . It was already 07.30 p.m . I was waiting for a KSRTC bus after a very long time and felt awkward standing in the crowded queue. After about 15 minutes the bus which was already very crowded arrived & I boarded the bus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour to home . The bus was totally jam packed & after buying my ticket , I managed to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of the bus. I was generally irritated , to be travelling in this crowd , but resigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt something brush against my bottom & I casually glanced behind to notice a middle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me , with a shoulder " Jolla" / sling bag .!He too appeared stuck in the crowd . I again felt something brush agains

We went to Alibaug after a long time. During our high school days, we went there atleast once every two months. Lots of time has passed since. We are now busy with our new office jobs. After a lot of planning, postponing and again re-planning, we could finally manage to get this weekend that suited all of us for a break. We are a group of three girls. Myself Neha and my two best friends, Shweta and Chandni. We are best friends since our school days, and as is quite common with best friends, we shared everything – our food, dresses, feelings, thoughts and more recently our fantasies. Normally we used to borrow Chandni’s father’s big SUV for our trip. Chandni’s father never allowed us to drive it and always instructed his driver Gopal to drive us to wherever we wanted to go. This time we decided to take Chandni’s new i20. Chandni’s dad had gifted it to her on her last birthday. Chandni herself was driving. She loved her car. It was decorated with all sorts of small accessories whic