The village was situated amidst gentle hills, with its houses scattered all around the surrounding countryside. Although it was a small community, everyone was familiar with each other and their ways of life. At the center of the village stood a magnificent temple, where people gathered to offer their gratitude and worship for the fertile land they had been blessed with. The main source of income for the village was farming and Harish's father was the most successful rice farmer in the area. A prosperous harvest meant an increase in the village's value and pride.Harish lived in a spacious house with his parents and three other family members - his mother Divya, his father Kothandam, and his grandmother Chenbagam. Kothandam was Chenbagam's brother and Divya had married her maternal uncle. They all shared a deep bond and had chosen to live together under one roof.Chenbagam got married at the age of twelve and immediately started a family. Divya was born to her when Chenbagam was

It was 7 in the morning. I woke up to the sound of the TV. Even though I was young, my cock stood up strong and straight. It is because of my mother. Whenever I see her, she wears a loose nighty, or a low cut blouse without any bra and putting on her 42 dd size breasts in display. At a young age, I craved for mother's breast milk. Mother would never tire of providing it for me. Father permitted this until I reached six years old when he chastised both me and my mother one day, telling me to stop drinking milk. However, even after that, mother still secretly provided milk out of affection for me.Whenever my father was absent, I forbid my mother from wearing her blouse. She would leave her breasts exposed and only cover them with her saree. This allowed me to nurse whenever I needed to without any barriers. One day, I woke up feeling incredibly hungry and went to search for my mother. My father was in the living room, watching television. I found my mother in the kitchen, preparing

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Hello friends, My name is Abhijeet I have read few stories of this site, in last few days and today I am narrating a true incident of my life, which I remember or I should say we remember as one of our biggest mistake of life, but that mistake was so beautiful that instead of hating it, we cherish it in our memories, at least me because that mistake made our life heaven.This incident happened between me and my sis-in-law Charu, who is hardly 3-4 months elder from me, and more than 3 years elder to my wife Aditi.  For my intro I would say that I am working in a call center and married to a girl who is also in same profession.  We are settled in one of the major city of India, very far from our native places.I would like to mention in a very beginning that I really love my wife, and never thought about cheating her even in my dream, but sometimes few things happen, which we cannot revert but we can learn something from that and this is what happened in our case.  This

My name is Salim, I am 35, got married in 2005 to Uzma who is now 30.  Uzma has a younger sister who is 25 named Huma.  Huma and Uzma are from Lahore but we are all in Karachi.Huma is studying in Karachi and lives with close family friends and goes up to Lahore for holidays.  She would come often to visit us.  For some reason she did not feel comfortable living with us in Karachi and Uzma did not encourage her to stay with us.  Although Huma is modest, sharif kunwari larki, wears the scarf and does not try to draw my attention towards her.I have lust for her.  I fantasize about undressing her and screwing her. Uzma had to go to Lahore to attend a wedding, I could not get leave from work, so Uzma left for Lahore, she told me to invite friends over for company but told me "Don't disturb Huma, she has got exams".  Already the first night alone at home, I started to think about Huma.What if she was here with me, I would seduce her, kiss her lips and

I am Rahul dev living in Jaipur, Rajasthan height 6'1" weight 98 kgs., well built sporty and very active and decent looking guy.  I have my own business of construction.  After getting very hot and good response I thought of posting another real story of mine, this time with my elder sister in law i.e.  elder sister of my wifeshe is couple of years older then me even but she is too hot and on plumper side with big boobs and wide sexy ass.  I really like plumper female and it's again better enough if she is bit older then me I really love Them.  I was out of station for few days on my business trip to Delhi and being it was Diwali holidays my wife along with our kids was at her brother's home so I directly went there itself to give surprise to my wife who was starving for sex for last few days.  We use to do sex at least two time a day and I also did not get any chance in Delhi to fuck any female so I was also very much in mood.I was just planning the

Hi, my name is Nitin, as everybody write in the beginning, I will also  say that it a true incident of my life and I have changed just names.  I know I cannot prove, that it's a true incident, so I am leaving this decision up to readers, it really does not matter to me that it was morally wrong or right, I just know that I really love these moments, and always cherish in my memories.Then there was a family living in our neighborhood and we were living beside each other from years, from the time when I was just a kid.Rupa aunty was widow and she is my mother's friend and we were very close to her family.  She was living with her only son Aashish..  I use to call him Aashish bhaiya.  He is around 6-7 years elder to me, and sometimes I use to go to his house to ask my mathematics problems and he always helped me.Few years back Aashish bhaiya got married to a lovely girl, Tripti bhabhi.  At that time I was doing my first year of graduation, and due to my shy

Sitting on the soft cushioned chair he waited for his Mom to come down. He had been waiting for last 15 minutes and it usually never took her so long to dress up and come down. At that point of time he did not know what was holding her up as they had to reach the Airport to receive his uncle and aunt.After glancing at his watch for umpteenth time as he looked up his eyes got focused on a gorgeous lady draped in a silk sari with her loose hair flying walking down the stairs. For few seconds it was difficult for him to envisage what he saw. It was hard for him to believe it was his mother, who was so gorgeously decked, her hair loose, her body swaying walking down the stairs and when she went past him, he was stunned when the perfume hit his nostrils. He was in a daze and as he could not reason out her appearance he followed her tamely.On following his eyes got riveted on her movements. Seeing her body sway he felt something, something which he could not envisage at that moment. It was

கண்ணாடி முன்னால் நின்று கொண்டு இருந்தேன். வடிவு. வயது 40. கண்ணாடியில் என்னை பார்க்க எனக்கே போதையாக இருந்தது. முகம் லட்சணமாக நடிகை சுகன்யா போல லஷ்மிகரமாக இருந்தது. வயது 40 ஆனாலும் முகத்தில் இன்னும் இளமை அப்படியே இருந்தது.சற்றே நீண்ட முகம். மிக கச்சிதமான நாசி. சிவந்த உதடுகள். ரோஜாவை போல கொஞ்சம் உப்பி இருந்தது. நல்ல உயரம். கவர்ந்திழுக்கும் மீனா ஐடெக்ஸ் கண்கள். போதையான கண்கள்.

Mom's Perspective: The ExperimentEverything was going according to plan until the State went into lockdown. The laboratory had to be temporarily closed and the research team was ordered to work from home.The experimental drug made Elizabeth's breasts swollen and filled with milk, since they were now deprived of the industrial strength pumps in the laboratory.She milked herself twice a day in her bedroom, having been supplied with breast pumps, small sealable bags, and a cooling container for transport. Each sample of her milk was invaluable as they represented gradual changes in her body. Her basement freezer was full of bags which had been carefully marked with the date.There was just one problem; her milk supply seemed to be associated with heightened sexual activity. Technicians in the labs typically helped her navigate that snafu. Now that she was isolated, it was more of a challenge.Left without a proper outlet, Elizabeth's hormones were teetering on the brink. She was in