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As I wiped my jizz off the computer screen I realized how those cum stains were on the floor as well as on the staircase. They must've dripped down my mom's thighs as she was moving up to her bedroom. That also explained why she was so tired and wanted to sleep off. Wow what a development! Our servant Haria, whom my mom had only known for a few weeks had finally broken down her barriers and taken her mistress for a ride on his huge monster cock. And I had seen it all on video! No longer was my mom a sweet, homely, devoted wife and a caring mother. Now she was something more. Now, she was a true whore, a true cocktease and a true sex-hungry Bengali housewife!I was feeling thankful towards Uncle Shyam for lending me these small cameras. But as my mind trailed towards the tharki uncle, I realized I was supposed to deliver these videos to him as soon as possible. I decided there was no way I would wanna go to his house at this hour! He's a drunkard and he would probably wanna force-fuck

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My name is Kaka and this is an almost true story of my life. I am 23 years of age and I do some work in electronics to earn my livelihood. I live in a small town called Sujanpur. The name of my father is Ram Parkas Chopra and he works as a part time construction worker. Most of the times, he would be home and when he is gone for work he wouldn't come for weeks. We don't have much money because of the nature of his job. My mother Rani is 45. She is not much educated but she had a body the very sight of which gives men hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and they are almost immune to sag even at her age. I had one elder sister Prathiba, who got married four years ago when she was 21. We stay in a proper concrete house that has two rooms and some open space on both sides. Our bathroom is a little away from main house, so we change our dress mostly in the living room. Before my sister's marriage we were living in two rooms but since then we have given one to a tenant.

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Rashida had been our family maid servant for a long time. Moving to Kolkata from a distant village, and coming from a very poor family, she was merely eighteen when she started to work at my family's place. From pictures of her that I saw later, the young Rashida was a beautiful village belle. She had a curvy figure, full sized breasts, and a beautiful radiant smile. Like many women from the poorer strata of society, she did not wear blouses at that time, so the picture simply showed the top part of her thin sari wrapping around her upper body, with her breasts prominent in the picture. Later on my mother had gotten Rashida to wear blouses around the house.I was fifteen years younger than her, which meant when she started working here at my parent's place I was merely a toddler of three. I was practically brought up by Rashida -- she used to care for me as my high flying parents were frequently away on social engagements. Rashida had seen me as a toddler and then a child, and I grew

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It was 10.20 pm, Monday night. I was seated at the main dining table downstairs, studying. For some reason, I wasn't in my room, but felt it would be easier to study at the big table with books all over the giant table. It was unusually cold for November in India, so I remember wearing a cardigan over my T-shirt. As I glanced at my watch, I felt a soft presence behind me."Studying, baba?" It was the gentle voice of Rubina, the younger maidservant in my house. Her hand found my left ear and gently tugged at it."Er ... yes, choto bua." I replied.I was also a bit puzzled. Should I stand up to show my respect to my younger maid? I was going to her room anyways at 10.30 pm. And here she was, her hands slowly but firmly twisting my ear."Good." She said, pulling my ear. "It's nice to see you studying for once, and not trying to watch a porno movie late in the night, and do your disgusting masturbating that Rashida apa caught you doing long time ago.""Er ... yes, choto bua." I answered, even

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Last night, Zara phupi revealed to me that she had sex with her brother (my daddy) and also her father (my daadaji) and got impregnated by them. She asked for my promise not to tell this to anyone, but my mummy was my lover. She knew all the secrets that I knew. So now, I wanted to open this secret of my father. I want to tell to mummy all that Zara phupi told me before she fucked me.I woke up next morning, took bath in my bathroom only and went out in kitchen for breakfast. I grabbed a sandwich that mummy made for me and headed to her bedroom. I opened her bathroom and saw that mummy was standing naked, looking into mirror and waiting for me. I went inside and told her, “I don’t want to fuck you now mummy…”Mummy: “why beta….. I was waiting for you…. hoping to get some good fuck before you leave for college…”Me: “but not now mummy….. I don’t want to fuck you now….”Mummy: “why Zaheer, did you fuck Zara now… this morning??”Me: “No mummy, I fucked her

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Present DayI continued fucking my mother and pregnant aunt Zara. Now both the women were sleeping with me every night. There were no more secrets left between us now. Every night I got to fuck my mummy and Zara phupi together in my parents bed.When Zara phupi was seven months pregnant, we went to hospital for a check up which was done two times a month at that stage. Doctor had a detailed check up of Zara since she had a history of three failed pregnancies.After check up, doctor came out and started discusiing about phupi’s health with me. Since she knew that I fucked my aunt and made her pregnant, nothing was hidden from her about our relation.Doc: “Zaheer…. I want to ask you something…..”Me: “yes doc…. What you want to know….???”Doc: “are you still having sex with your phupi???”Me: “yes doctor….. why???? Is something serious???”Doc: “no….. nothing much serious…. But I advice you to stop having hsex with her now…. Atleast till she gives birth to

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Here is a brief account of rather unsettling series of events that has transpired to me recently.  When I reflect upon them, I feel ashamed.  I'm a very different person now than who I used to be, and not entirely in a good way.  I am Japio Mehta, a tall and well built Indian man.  A year ago my wife died in child-birth.  Like many other Indian marriages mine was an arranged marriage but I still loved my wife.  Her sudden death was a big blow to me.  My parents came to console me attend her funeral.  I was 28 then, so my dad suggested me to remarry.  My mom Purva, however, was not amused at this suggestion.  She told my dad that he should let me get over my grief.  Frankly speaking I was not in a mood to repeat the experience so soon.Mom stayed for another week to help me settle in life again.  On the fifth day a strange incident took place.  Mom had some back pain.  She discussed it with the house maid who told mom

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This is the story of how I and my mother became lovers when I was 15 years old and how our relationship became more intimate later. My mother's name is Meena and my name is Nikhil. We are a middle class Gujarathi family. My mother was married at the age of 14 to her uncle - my grandmother's brother - when he was 40 years old, after his first wife died. I was born the same year she got married and after me, she had two girls and a boy was born just a few months before this story starts. It was the baby that started our affair. My beautiful mother, who was only 29 years old at that time, used to breast-feed the baby, as she had done all of us. As a young boy of 15, I was attracted by her breasts, which were extremely shapely. At home, mother did not wear any bra (nobody wore bras in our village) and her breasts would jiggle nicely inside her blouse as she walked. her nipples would be pushing the thin teri-cotton material of her blouse and sometimes, her blouse will be slightly wet with

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This real life experience happened to me three years ago. At that time I had just started working in a shoe-making factory in Tamilnadu, as an accountant. I was twenty-four, unmarried, and had no experience in matters of sex, whatsoever. I mean, I used to think about having sex and I used to masturbate. But I had never had any real experience with a woman. For one thing, I was shy. Another, I abhorred the very thought of having sex with a prostitute. But sexual desire in me was there in plenty. I was masturbating almost every night, and I was also wondering if that was affecting my health adversely.I was a friendly guy at my workplace. Everyone liked me because I had a good sense of humor. I was from Kerala and I was not able to speak Tamil well. But I was picking up fast. There was one other malayalee in our company, a boy of nineteen named Shiju. He ran errands and did odd jobs. He was of a poor background. He was not a talkative person. And, even though we belonged to the same

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Sundar had drifted into a nap as his aunt Saroja saw Suguna out. "The house work is getting affected," thought Saroja to herself as she eyed the luxurious swaying ass of the servant maid Suguna. In these last 12 hours life had taken an unreal turn. Nothing seemed to matter more than her trysts with her nephew in the aftermath of her initial indiscretions. Her husband, the house, the kitchen and everything else, including the servant maid were a distraction from her sexual management of her 20 year-old nephew.Manipulating the young man's obsession with her had gotten transformed into sexual engrossment on her own part. And with both of them engrossed in each other, sex and the heavy aroma of sex permeated everything; till this maid had decided to take a fill of the stud. It was inevitable that Saroja would have discovered them. She had let the maid finish thinking that this would show Sundar that lust and love were different things.And then she ushered the maid out. Saroja had watched

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