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From the moment she walked into the office, Sanjana had me lusting after her. I was immediately impressed by how great she looked. I felt my face flush in embarrassment and I tried to look away but I couldn't. Completely unaware she was being watched, she pushed her long hair out of her eyes as she scanned the room. I gave a nervous laugh and kept looking at her, my eyes following her everywhere she went, her hips moving gently. Sanjana was really striking: she had an oval face, wide set eyes of dark brown colour, and an abundance of rich dark hair. She was wearing a very simple black dress with very fine straps that left her creamy shoulders bare. The dress was tightly fitted to her bosom, accentuating her breasts, and clung snugly to her slim waist and over her hips, displaying her splendid thighs. Under it there was the suggestion of a very good, full figure. She was everything a man could want. It wasn't a simple matter of being attracted to her. It wasn't a si...

It was a grand day in the village.Bhuvaneshwari Devi had come here for the first time much to the delight of the villagers.Bhuvaneshwari Devi was a God in human flesh for the village folks, she had saved them from the ruinous drought which had struck there just a year ago. It was a terrible time, twelve farmers had committed suicide then suddenly one day, Panditji received ten lakh rupees from the anonymous Bhuvaneshwari Devi.Since then they had become devotees of the unknown “Devi” who saved them. The lady came in a black Mercedes, escorted by bodyguards she went inside the village college hall, where arrangements where made to felicitate her. Her eyes wandered around as if searching for someone however they seemed disappointed. The village headman welcomed her warmly and followed it up by a speech praising her for her gratitude towards them.Finally, it was time for the lady to address the eager audience.She walked up slowly to the microphone and began. “Namaste,Brijpur wasiy...

The rains had intensified and were now torrential. The atmosphere was damp and cold. To add to it all, the lights had gone out. When I came out of the kitchen with a lighted candle, he was standing at the large balcony, smoking a cigarette with just his dhoti wrapped around him. Just a few minutes earlier we had ended torrid love making, no holds barred, which made me a real woman for the first time. “Are you OK?” he asked. “Never better. I am still intoxicated” I replied going to him and laying my head on his bare hairy chest, inhaling that delicious male smell of his. He gathered me in his arms and planted a deep kXB in my mouth, playing with my tongue and sucking on it delicately. I found in him, a new freedom, one that I never had in life. “I love you” I whispered. “So do I’ he replied, and again kXBed me deep and soulful. I have no regrets! My name is Usha, and I am from Udaipur in Rajasthan. I hail from a middle class family, and am the only daughter of my parents- if one can ca...

It's a lazy Sunday afternoon and I casually drop into your house for a chat. Your family is around and we are sitting at the dining table, generally chatting and flirting around. You are wearing a low cut nightie with a short skirt extending a little above your thigh. I try to catch glimpses of your breasts as you move about. You notice me doing that and don’t give a chance. You tease me a little by showing a little and then hiding it. I look at you and you’re looking naughtily at me. I tease you and compliment you and make you blush. I suddenly catch hold of your hand and start rubbing the chubby potion of your palm. Just below the thumb with my thumb. You make feeble attempts to make me let go, but I don’t let you go looking at you naughtily, while you blush and keep glancing at me. Suddenly, we hear someone just outside the room and I quickly let you go. Everybody in your family enters in and sits around the table. They start making plans of going somewhere. I partially listen...

This is rakesh married to divya three years back.we both were orphans ,grown up together in government orphanage .we got married when i was 24 years old and she was two years younger than me.divya is lean 5`7 height ,45 in weight and white in colour with sexy looks on her.we both are open minded persons so we discuss everything without hesitating. divya loves men alot and she chats with them alot but she loves me too much.i am bisexual guy ,she know it.we used to discuss sex alot ,she used to say about her regular chat with different persons to me. after marriage we has to leave orphanage home so i got a job in private company which is in another city.with help of one of my colleague i got a house for rent.the house was located at out skirts of city which is bit old with trees around.normally the strret contains only 2-3 houses .i could not get another house as rent in the city are too high .my wife divya adjust with what we got .she said that she is happy with what we got.the ho...

Hey Friends! I am Sam from blore and I wish to share my experience with you all. Thanks for Jeevan for writing this out for me. I am 33 yrs old and computer professional. My wife Taruni is 28 and works in the same field. We were married 3 years back .Now the thing I wish to tell you is that after all these 3 years our sex life had become dull and there was no excitement at all. That’s when I started to read erotic stories on the web. I came across Jeevan’s stories in which he nicely narrated some incidences of husband enjoying his wife getting it from other men. First I just read them but later I really started to enjoy them sexually. I used to get instant hard on reading them. Finally I gathered my courage and wrote to Jeevan and asked for his advice. He advised me that this should be done only with the consent of my wife Taruni and he guided me into how to induce her. I tried everything he told me. I used to talk to my wife regarding other men when we were having sex and found t...

A couple of years ago while driving back from Delhi to Gurgaon I was driving for almost 3 hours at a stretch and needed to pee badly.I stopped by a road side petrol pump in Gurgaon, to use the bathroom, the petrol pump was closed and nobody was there, though it was only 06:30 pm, it was quite a desolate area and it was just getting dark. One more car was parked there with an older gentleman sitting within reading a magazine. It seemed to be a porno magazine. I told my wife to check out the old guy next to us. I said that he was probably jacking off looking at a dirty magazine, she just said aadmi saare kutte hote hain, then I told her I'd be right back just be a little careful. (After all, he looked to be about 60 and harmless.) When I came out of the restroom I found my wife leaning on the old guy's car, until she saw me coming back then she got back in our car. I asked her what in the world had she been doing? She said he'd asked her a question and she couldn't h...