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This is a true story that happened when I and my friend were on vacation in the south of France. Once we arrived we were happy to find that we were staying in a beautiful hotel. We spent most of the first day around the pool. We ended up at the bar after the sun went down and treated ourselves to more than a few rum and punches. The bartender was a really nice black guy named Maurice. After a few drinks Maurice asked what we were doing the next day and I told him when  the pain  in my back was gone we would make a trip to Montpellier.  He said that he could help me because in the evening his job was giving massages. He asked me if a will try a massage and I said it was ok.  We  agreed that he after dinner to our hotel room would come for a massage.  When he entered the room the atmosphere was electric as  he  asked me  to undress. "Lie on your stomach and we'll do your back first." He said . I followed his instructions and Maurice spread oil on his hands and began to slo

When I was younger I use to fuck and lick alot of girlfriends, then one day I meet an older lady who taught me even more than I already knew about sex. When I was twenty and I was going to college, I was shopping one day at the local supermarket when I meet this older lady in the produce section. I was picking out some bananas when she came up to me and asked me if I knew how to pick out a fresh one. I told her I didn't know and asked her if she could help me. She said yes and began to explain to me how to pick them. She told me that they had to be strong and bright in color. I said, wow and then I asked her if she picked all her bananas like this? She said that the stronger they are the better as she smiled at me. As she smiled I knew we were not talking about bananas any more. I was young so it toke me a little longer to catch on to her meaning. Then I smiled and told here yes, the stronger the better. She then asked me what I was doing later for dinner. I was not use to a woman

8 monts ago, I went to visit a friend in San Diego about a year and a half ago who was in a relationship with a black black guy ,who I will call Marcus. I arrived on a Thursday and myself and friend planned to have one night out together in San Diego before heading to San Francisco for a girlie weekend. We were just about to go out for the evening when I got my first glimpse of Marcus  He was in a suit and tie rand looked very stylish. He was really well built and dwarfed me as i’m just  5ft 2 and he was at least 6ft 4.  I didn’t think he was particularly handsome and I wasn’t immediately attracted to him, in fact previous to meeting Marcus I’d never been attracted to any black guys I’d met socially. My friend asked if he wanted to join us  for a drink but he declined, so my friend and I left and went out partying. We got back well after midnight and both the worse for drink. I was on the pull out bed in the lounge and as it was very small I managed to fall out of it on more than one

Hi I am Vinay Ojha from Tata. It has been three years since my divorce. I was going to Patna to my aunt's place, to seek a bride, a girl whom she had chosen for me. I was not interested in remarriage but my aunt insisted that the girl, Pinki, a widow daughter of their family friend Pandeyji, was very good natured. A perfect match for me. So on her insistence I agreed to meet the girl and then decide whether to marry or not. I decided to take a night bus to reach Patna in the morning, meet the bride/her parents and return the same night as I had some urgent work to attend. The bus left at 8.00 pm and reached Ranchi at 10.00 pm. I had paid for and occupied two seats so that I could sleep well. A lady boarded the bus at Ranchi and requested the conductor for a seat as she had some urgent work at Patna and all the buses and train had left, who in turn requested me to allow her to sit on my extra seat. I sympathized with her and gave her the seat. She profusely thanked me and introduce

A friend of mine recently came to my office to discuss her proposed new business venture - a massage parlor. Her use of the term 'parlor' intrigued me as generally the term is used to infer that the massage will include hand relief for a man to the point of orgasm (aka a happy ending). I inquired with her if these were the type of massages she was considering and she said they were. I was surprised ( although not much really shocks me these days) as her previous business was totally unrelated. So why would she contemplate such a business? She's an attractive single mother in her early forties. And she's intelligent, articulate, fashionably dressed, very much a lady and lives in a well to do neighborhood. She's definitely not the sort of woman anyone could imagine would consider starting up such a business. When I posed the question of "why a massage parlor" she told me about her recent experience with yoni massage. I'd only heard the term used on

Hello friends, Myself Rinku(nick name). I am from Delhi, 24 years old. This is the incident which happened three years ago with my bhabhi. Not real, but cousin bhabhi. At that time she was 27 years old. Newly married and full of fire. Her main attraction was her boobs 36d. Now let me start the story. Actually, it’s not a story, but the real incident which actually happened. Basically she lives in Madhya Pradesh. But for a family tour she visited my place along with other family members. So one night there was a power cut and all the family members planned to sleep at roof. All were sleeping and bhabhi was beside me. We were facing each other. I didn’t know she was sleeping or awake so i was afraid to approach her. Initially i just kept my face near her face and felt her breath. Then after few minutes, I slowly gave a small kiss on her lips. I was scared a lot that time but anyhow did it. Then when i didn’t get any response i tried once again. And as i went closer and almost to

Hi everybody my name is Ajith. I work with an MNC, my job requires extensive travelling and on an official travel towards north India I took my girlfriend also along with me, she used to work for an IT company in Chennai. it was a long journey on our Indian railways, we had reserved seats in 2 tier ac compartment, from Chennai onwards we have been discussing various things ,, when the discussion moved from one topic to other and then came the topic of sex pleasure. We discussed about various options like limiting to only partner to threesome to incest to seduction to stranger. Then I said sex with stranger is the most exciting one in this world, she was not agreeing with it. Then to convince her we decided to do some experiment with our luck…by that time the train crossed Tamil Nadu and was moving through a rural area, a huge hydro project work is going on in a nearby area, so all workers from nearby village use train to commute to the station near construction work. We both went o

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Before I get into the extraordinary details of the massage that my niece gave me when we visited her family last Thanksgiving, I feel I should describe encounters I had with her during the first 21 years of her life. By doing this, I risk condemnation by many of you for my behavior and my responses (or lack thereof) to her behavior as a child and a teen which led us to what happened. Annie was the youngest of three children born to my wife’s younger sister and was named after my wife. She was eight years younger than the youngest of our own children so she didn’t “play” with our kids so much. Yet because of the namesake and hardships in my sister-in-laws life, Annie spent a lot of time living with us; a month here or there, a number of whole summers and one eleven month span to help her get through the sixth grade and develop better study habits. So with the extended visits, she had many opportunities to see me naked and for that matter, for me to see her naked. It’s not that I am a n