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

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

திடுக்கென்று கண் விழித்து பார்க்கும்போது என் உடம்பு வியற்வையால் நனைந்து இருந்தது. மீண்டும் அதே கனவு! இந்த கனவு ஒரு மாதமாக அடிக்கடி வந்துக்கொண்டு இருக்கிறது. கனவில் நந்து என்ற நந்தகோபால் தன் நீண்ட தடியை என் உதட்டின் அருகில் ஆட்டிக்கொண்டு இருப்பது போல! அவன் தண்டு நன்றாக வீங்கி கொடி மரம் போல நரம்புகள் புடைக்க தத்ரூபமாக தெரிந்தது. தண்டின் நுனியில் வெண்மையான விந்தின்

சென்னை செண்ட்ரல் ஸ்டேஷன் சென்னையிலிருந்து ராஜஸ்தான் ஜெய்சல்மாருக்கு செல்லும் நள்ளிரவு ரயில் தடதடத்து கிளம்பியது. ரயில் நகர ஆரம்பித்ததும் சென்னை புழுக்கம் மறைந்து வெளியே சில்லென்று காற்று அடித்தது. போதாதகுறைக்கு தூறல் வேறு போட தொடங்கி இருந்ததால் திடிரென்று தட்பவெப்பம் மாறியது. மேலும் முதல் வகுப்பு ஏ. சியும் முழுதாக இருந்ததால் லேசாக குளிரவும் ஆரம்பித்தது. நான்

As I stood outside my home in the beating rain at 11 pm, waiting for my mother to open the door, the only thing I could think of was what my mother would be wearing.Because the last time I had come home from college, mom opened the door in just a towel that barely covered her 36D sized breasts and her thick hips. I feasted my eyes on her milky white thighs for the first time that day, and the rest of my vacation days were spent trying to get a glimpse of her in that position, but in vain.After what seemed like an eternity, I could hear the latches opening on the other side of the door. Mom opened the door in a hurry, and it was evident that I had woken her up from a deep sleep."Sorry mom, I had to wake you up from your sleep" I apologised, sheepishly and walked inside the home, placing my damp bag by the side of the door."Oh, shush." Mom said, shutting the door behind me. "I'm just glad you arrived safely, at this time" She said, picking up a towel to dry my hair. She turned on the

வடிவு பார்வையில்சென்னை. இந்த வருடம் சற்று அளவுக்கதிகமாகவே வெய்யில் கொளுத்திக் கொண்டு இருந்தது. இரவு பத்து மணிக்கே எல்லாரும் டி. வி ஸீரியலில் தஞ்சம் அடைந்து விட வெளியே வழக்கத்தை மீறி ஆள் நடமாட்டம் குறைந்து இருந்தது. தெருவில் இருட்டாக இருந்தாலும் அங்கே இருந்த பழைய கால பிரிட்டிஷ் கால வீட்டில் மட்டும் விளக்கு பளீரென்று எரிந்துக் கொண்டு இருந்தது.வடிவுக்கரசி. வயது 39. பால்

Chapter 1: I'm Coming HomeThe new job in Mumbai nearly cost me my sanity and all of my life savings. It was the wrong time to move to a new city. But I didn't know that when I made the move. The first nationwide lockdown was imposed within a week of me shifting to the strange city - which came as a massive blow to my plans.Another crisis fell upon me in the form of a 30% salary deduction for an indefinite time. I had to tighten my already tight budget. The company was slyly palming off it's losses to us lowly employees. Two months later I was let go.Living frugally and stretching my limited savings for as long as I could had a serious impact on my financial and mental health. I was lonely, depressed and had become extremely irritable. With virtually no human contact for nearly half a year, it felt like I was losing touch with reality and the drive to find a new job was waning ever so slowly.It took me another three months to find a new job. Owing to my insecurities and deteriorating

பார்வதி. வயது 40. பால் போல நிறம். பானுப்பிரியாவின் கவர்ச்சி கண்கள். சற்றே அந்த கால மலையாள நடிகை ஜெயபாரதியை நினைவு படுத்தும் சிவந்த உதடுகள். காற்றில் இலேசாக கூந்தல் காற்றில் ஆடிக் கொண்டு இருந்தது. அந்த சிகப்பு நிற சேலை அவளின் வெண்மை நிறதேகத்தை மேலும் பளபளப்பாக காட்டியது. நீண்ட கூந்தலை அழகாக பிளீச் செய்திருந்தாள். கூந்தலை படியவாரி அழகாக பின்னியிருந்தாள். வகிடின் முடிவில்