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Indian Wife Plays With Construction Workers - Chapter 6

Next morning, as Tarun got up at around 9 AM already late for office, he looked over to Purva who was fast asleep. He could not help but look at her gorgeous wife wearing nothing sleeping on the bed with her legs spread wide. He noticed the wet patch under the her pussy and instantly realized Purva must have fucked herself to an orgasm while he was asleep. Nowadays, it was common occurence for Purva to wake up in the middle of the night and finger herself as she went about getting fucked like a street whore by all the cheap guys.He did not want to disturb her from her sleep as he knew she needed a lot of rest. Her body was completely sore as he could see bite and hand marks over her thighs and her boobs as well as her stomach. Her pussy was moist and quite red owing to the fact that she was completely raped mercilessly by all those horny men.Tarun could not resist his raging hard on, so he lightly touched his sexy wife's pussy with his hands. It was still so moist, that he felt she

Indian Wife Plays With Construction Workers - Chapter 5

Needless to say I was pretty disappointed about what Pushkar did. True that I asked him to get us out as soon as possible, but come on! I was at my sexual peak! Damn! I knew Pushkar too knew that, but this was so unlike Pushkar. He always loved to exhibit me as a whore and given that Mishra ji, Kesava and Paresh were all his close friends and the hotness of the situation, I would never have expected Pushkar to cut it off so soon. I was completely sure they were going to gangbang me however they wanted.Anyway, so there was nothing I could do now, though I wished Pushkar took me back to the cheap hut to get me fucked by all of them.So as we were walking, I realized that my panty was completely drenched with my leaked pussy juices. The juices were infact still flowing heavily. It seemed like it took me a long time these days to get rid of the sexual inertia. Pushkar too was clearly horny from all the things he and his friends had been doing to me.As we kept walking, I could catch sight

Indian Wife Plays With Construction Workers - Chapter 3

I could see that the driver and the guy next to me were practically ogling at me. I smiled but never raised my head.After about 10 minutes the driver got out of the car and yelled at the guy in the shop saying that we are getting late make it fast or he will leave.The guy in the shop signaled that he was almost done and was coming.The driver again yelled.The guy grabbed two plastic bags from the counter put some money on the counter and started running towards the taxi.As he reached the taxi the driver started the engine.I was about to get out of the car when he just barged in and I was pushed in between the two guys.The guy apologized and said that it was not his fault.He then asked me whether I wanted to switch seats with him. I replied that we were getting late already so it was ok.He then kept his plastic bags near his legs and took back his bag from the trunk and kept it on his shoulder.After the car started and had gone a certain distance.The first guy again cupped my left

The Chess Master

The personal impact of a recession can bring out the best or the worst in people. In my case, it was both. But on balance, whether it good or bad, I still haven't been able to figure it out. Only time will tell, I guess. But I am getting ahead of myself.Let me start at the beginning. My name is Prerna and until a few months back, my husband Dhruv and I were living the vaunted Indian middle class dream. We were both working in mid-level positions in the same small but influential financial corporation. In fact we met as colleagues, became friends, then fell in love, and then got married. We had decided to postpone having children until I got promoted to a managerial position. So two decent incomes without any children translated into a pretty comfortable lifestyle. We had both grown up in families with financial troubles, so when we had a good income, we spared no expense at acquiring any luxuries. A sea-side 2 bedroom rented apartment in Juhu equipped with every luxury from a flat

Mom fucked by the Tantrik and Me in front of the whole family

Hi guys, name is Vishal. I'm 19 yrs old. This is the story of how the tantrik and I fucked my mother in front of the whole family. My moms name is Mitali.My exams had just gotten over. My mom came over and told me that we were going to Azampur, our native place.I had never been there. I was told that it was a proper village and there women were very conservative and shy types. It was my family re-union and around 50 of our family people were coming there. We had a huge palace type bungalow so accommodation was not a problem.My dad had an emergency meeting and cancelled his trip at the last moment. So me and mom left for Azampur. Everyone in the train was staring at my mom. I couldn't sleep in the night because I had to keep an eye on my mom because of the people who were just waiting to pounce on my mom. We reached Azampur safely. Our servant, Ramesh, received us and took us home. It was an 2 hr ride. Everyone was very tired.The bungalow was huge. It was filled with people. I

நான் அம்மா மனைவி அதோடு என் மாமியார்!

இன்று என் அக்கா மோனிகாவுக்கு கல்யாணமானது. என் அத்தை ஷைனியின் மகன்தான் எனக்கு அத்தான். காலையில் கல்யாணம் முடிஞ்சு வந்த கொஞ்சநஞ்ச சொந்தங்களும் கெளம்பி போய்விட, அக்காவும் அத்தானும் முதலிரவு கொண்டாட ரூமுக்குள்ளே போனாங்க. மம்மி அமலாவும் டாடி அருள்தாசும் அவங்க ரூமுக்குள் படுக்க போனாங்க. என் ரூமிலே ஷைனி அத்தை படுத்துக்கொள்ள,நான் வேறே வழியில்லாமல் ஹாலில்

காமத்தால் பழிதீர்த்த கன்னி

என் அம்மா ஒரு அழகுப்பெட்டகம். 31 வயசிலும் கூட 24 வயது பெண் போல ஒரு தோற்றம் சிவந்த மேனி அதை விட சிவந்த ரோஜா நிற உதடுகள், செதுக்கிய சிலை போன்ற வடிவம். முலைகள் இரண்டும் குவித்து வைத்த நெல் குவியல் போல கூம்பான கூரான அமைப்பு.மெல்லிய இடை , அளவான சூத்து என்று கோயில் சிலை போல இருப்பாள். அதை அனுபவிக்க தெரியாமல் எவளோ ஒரு நாதாரியை தள்ளிக்கிட்டு எங்கப்பன் ஓடிப்போயிட்டான். ஆனா அவன்

இடம் மாறிய புண்டைகள்

நான் இருப்பது வேலூரில். எனக்கு சொந்தமாக ஒரு ஜவுளிக் கடை இருக்க இன்னொன்றையும் பக்கத்து ஊரில் திறக்க ஏற்பாடு செய்து கொண்டிருக்கிறேன்.எனக்கு திருமணமாகி ஐந்து வருடம் ஆகிறது குழந்தைகள் இல்லை. மனைவியின் கர்ப்பப்பையில் ஏதோ கோளாறாம் கொஞ்ச நாளாகும் என்றார்கள் . எனக்கும் அவளுக்கும் செக்ஸில் அதிக ஆர்வம் தினமும் மூன்று முறையாவது ஓப்போம் அப்போதுதான் இருவருக்குமே தூக்கம்

The Talk

Standing on the platform eagerly waiting for the train to come was Adithya. He kept looking at his watch and found it reading 3 minutes to 6 p.m. He was getting impatient as the train carrying his mother was destined to reach at 6.Adithya looked forward to meet his mother who was joining him as his wife Rashmi had gone to her mother's house for the first time after marriage. He stood with abated breath waiting for the train to come and when he heard the shrill whistle of the train he was relieved.Adithya was pleased when he saw his mother alight. It was almost 8 months since he had last seen her and today his joy knew no bounds when he hugged his mother and welcomed her.Nanda a cherubic woman in her early forties was enchanted to see her son after a long time and seeing him her eyes were filled.Adithya carrying her luggage escorted her to his car and soon they reached his apartment. Nanda was pleased to see her son who in a span of 8 months had done wonders and was well settled in his

Saturday - Ravi and Malathi

Ravi Chopra was cruising 10,000 feet above sea level in the Boeing in which he was traveling from U.K to India. It was about to land in a short time. He was daydreaming about his mother whom he had not seen since past three years. It was a long wait and now that he was so close his apprehension was growing by the second. He was getting impatient and was biting his nails. His joy knew no bounds when he heard the voice 'fasten your seat belts' and he jumped into thin air when he felt aircraft landing on the tarmac.Mala short for Malathi Chopra was also in the same frame of mind, waiting for her son at the Airport. She could not believe herself when she saw the Boeing landing. She too could not believe she would be seeing her son in a few moments. Three years? Three years was too long a wait for her and now when the time had come to see her son, it was like seeing God.It was not just three years that Mala had suffered. It was three years and three months precisely since the tragedy fell