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This happened to me 2 month ago when me and my mom were coming from Howrah after attending family function to new Delhi.I am Saumil and my mother’s name is Neetu.Now coming to my mom.She is of 45 years but still look beautiful.She is fair is fair in colour and has figure of 38-30-34. She has a beautiful pair of tits which anyone would like to suck.Although its bit sagging but they are the best I have seen till date .She has small amount of flesh around her stomach which any one would like to play with.She is a very conservative lady and never likes to show off.She often wears saree and jeans.And due to wedding she had only saree in her luggage.She looks like a sex goddess in saree.Now coming to the story .After finishing the wedding ceremony and function we were returning back to Ahmedabad.We had ashram express from Delhi to Ahmadabad.And from Howrah we had Poorva express till Delhi.We had first ac reservation in Poorva express.Father was not there as he had to go to Patna.So my mom

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All this happened a year ago. My name is Malathi and I am 46 and my son 26 now. It never is supposed to happen but it just happened. To be frank, I am a sex-craving woman. I always wanted sex and more of it often. I am married to my husband for 26 years now and I can say we were hot on bed a lot of those years. My husband is still hot even to this day but for the past few years sex has become a scarce activity in our lives. This started to take toll on me as I was getting hornier but my dear hubby did not have time to take-care of my heat. So I started seeking men who would take care of my passion between my legs. All this continued till the day my son came home.  My son Arun left for US to work on Computers after he graduated here and he is coming back for good after his two H1 terms. I was seeing him after 3 years so I was very excited. I picked him up at the airport on a Friday. When I saw him for the first time coming out of the airport I could not wait any longer and

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My sweet homely mature mother had tried to keep her secret hidden from me for a very long time and now that she knew I had seen her, I was afraid that things would become very awkward. After I witnessed her debauchery in the morning, I was afraid to come out of the room and face her. And ever my mom decided not to speak to me. We left Uncle Bapi’s house on a quiet and somber note, even though we were both smiling that afternoon when we boarded the car.Bahadur was driving the car with Karim Chacha in the front seat and me and my mom in the back. Neither of us had said a word to each other since morning and everytime I looked at her, she turned away in shame. I guess I should’ve been grateful that she was not aware of the fact that this wasn’t the first time I had seen her being used and having sex with a low-class man. Regardless, she seemed very conscious of herself now as she tried to avoid my eyes as well as Bahadur’s eyes. The driver too appeared to be very alarmed and I

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Hi, am Rani (name changed). A girl of **age. Am a sweet girl who loves to play, sing, eat and sleep. I live with my maa (mom), baba(dad) and didi (elder sister). Many days passed, my cousin dada (cousin elder brother) is also staying with us. Exactly why, that I never knew; but as per mom, he is staying here/with us for better career scope… to find better job opportunities. Side by side, he started a coaching class for school students and others.What the most I love about him is, he is very loving, caring and protective for both of us sisters. We always felt that ‘He’ is always there for us. Not only for the sisters, but also for my maa-baba (mom-dad). And that’s probably the reason, he is staying with us for long. But the least I knew was that the main reason for him to stay with us for that long is;….actually my mother!!The first time I got the tinge of suspect when on an occasion I, didi and father were getting ready to go the market and from there, to a relative’s

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Day 76: Saturday, November 30CHAPTER 1Susan and Suzanne were upstairs in Susan's bedroom getting dressed. Alan had given them ten minutes to get ready before his big announcement, so they were moving with speed and a sense of purpose. They had conferred briefly over what clothes to change into, and had mutually decided to wear dresses that were regal and fancy, but also sexy and revealing. Fortunately, a lot of Suzanne's clothes had found their way into Susan's closet over the previous two months.After having decided on their clothes and accessories, they were standing naked when the phone rang. Susan happened to be closer to the phone.Suzanne immediately said from across the room, "Ignore it!" She knew that putting on clothes wouldn't take long, but then they had to "get pretty" with make-up and other touches, and that would take all the time that Alan had given them. She figured the call couldn't possibly be that important, since the most important people in their lives - Alan,

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My younger maid, the comely lass Rubina, was now married, and gone from our household. It's been almost three weeks since her wedding and departure. Yes, I still have to tell her story, but that will have to wait. For now, we have a new, even younger, maid to take Rubina's place.The beautiful, innocent, sweet Zarine.You remember her? Yes... the same one from that party. The daughter of the stall owner. She did use to work as a part time maid at another place, but now is working for us. Full time. She is taking over Rubina's position. Actually, has taken over. So, back to my story.It was now 10.20 p.m. on a Monday night.I stood just outside Rashida's room. Her door was slightly open and ajar, not fully shut. The hallway was dark, but Rashida had her room's lights on, leading to an eerie glow being cast out in the hallway from her room. Everyone else in our household, of course, was fast asleep in their beds. The whole house was very quiet, which made the voices coming from Rashida's

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The train gave a loud whistle as it passed through a long bridge. It was now late afternoon, and we still had two hours left till we reached my older maid Rashida's village. I looked at her - my older buxom chubby maid Rashida - peacefully dozing on her seat even as the train gave a loud whistle, her head leaned against the side (she was seated near to the window). I was seated opposite to her. A few minutes earlier her feet had been stretched so they had rested on my lap, and I had been massaging them like a loyal servant. Now I gently laid her feet on the floor, resting on top of her slippers. I resisted the urge to bend over and kiss my maid servant's feet and ankles, as I normally would have done. This was a public train after all, even though we were in first class, there were still people around.Still, I touched my finger to my lips, and then touched the same finger to her feet, and then back on my lips, before I resumed my seat. It was my way of paying homage to my queen, my

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I was sitting in the hallway of my home, listening to my two sisters talking in the living room. They had no idea I was there, probably convinced that I was still in my room playing video games. I honestly hadn't planned on spying on them. I had simply walked out of my room to get a glass of water. Just before coming out of the corridor and into the living room, I heard my older sister whispering "...your breasts are amazing!" I froze. I hadn't heard the first part of that strange sentence, and I had no context. When my younger sister giggled and said "Thanks sis.", I leaned towards the edge of the wall and listened more closely.When I realized that they were talking about Mia's breasts because of her pregnancy, I grinned. Mia's breasts were actually stunningly amazing. Both my sisters began developing their breasts rather young, and summertime was now my very favourite season. Bikinis, tank tops, thin blouses, cleavages... Damn! Stephanie, while already being two years older than

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The mirror in Madhuri's bedroom was her silent confidant. One fine morning, she stood before it, adjusting the pleats of her emerald-green saree, the silk hugging her thick, curvy figure like a lover's embrace.At 5'7", she towered over most women in her luxury Banjara Hills neighborhood, her 36D breasts straining against her blouse, a sight that made her husband Ramesh's colleagues stutter during dinner parties.Her long, straight nose flared slightly as she dabbed rose-scented perfume on her neck, her plump lips--juicy as petals--curving into a proud smile. She knew she was beautiful."I'm a living poem, aren't I?" she murmured to her reflection, her brown eyes glinting with a mix of arrogance and longing.Beauty was her armor, her shield against the whispers of a society that demanded she be nothing more than a devoted wife and mother.Every man who stared too long, every jealous glance from a friend's husband--it fueled her.Ramesh might not satisfy her anymore, his 5-inch efforts

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Last night, after fucking me in front of our dogs, my mummy promised me that she will ask my aunt, Zara phupi to come and stay with us so that I could seduce her and have sex with her. Now I want to tell something about my aunty. Zara phupi is a little younger than my mother. She must be just one or two years younger at the age of 36, while my mother is 38. Zara phupi is very fair just like my mummy and medium built.Since she didn’t have any kids, her figure was very good even at this age. Her boobs were little smaller than mummy but big for a woman with no kids. As her figure was perfect, her ass was not so round. It was flat but very attractive. Since my teenage years, I fantasized about fucking her after peeping and watching her bathing and changing clothes.Zara phupi was married at the young age of 18 to one of my father’s cousin, Naeem. Her in laws were very conservative and strict. Since Naeem uncle was the only son of their family, they longed for an heir to their family.

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