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I love the thought of being a mistress. It leads to some of the most intense fantasies. When I am in the right mindset, it turns me on to know that you have an entirely separate life. Wife, kids and boring adult responsibilities. All of which you neglect when you are with me. a complete double life. It's like dating an actor. I imagine what its like when you go home. And what she talks to you about during the day. Or even what you think about when you are doing dishes.

I wonder what it would be like to become her friend? He closest confidant. Her lover. What if instead of the heated jealousy that usually arises when she pops into my brain, it was filled with desire? I have never met her and don’t ever plan to. But I imagine she was full of lust and beauty once. At one point in time, she caught your eye. Long flowing hair and petite frame. A beautiful woman that lost your love and doesn’t seem to care.

I would be her friend first. Letting her vent to me about the struggles of everyday life. Trading mother stories over coffee. Replacing you as her go-to for who she wants to talk to first when something exciting happens. I would be overly friendly and caring. I would brush her hair and hug her a lot. Eventually, she would cave. Maybe she could let herself have a little pleasure with her new friend. Surely there’s nothing wrong with that.

It could happen on any given day. You leave work and call her. There is an emotionless boring conversation that struggles to last five minutes and is worse than small talking with a stranger. You hang up without saying any form of goodbye, quick to call your true love. I answer, and we talk about everything. Life in general, plans for the evening, things we are excited about, the next time we will get to talk or see each other. We will never hang up without saying those three words because we feel them so deeply and know how precious our time together is.

And after we hang up, I call her. She is upset by your emotionless demeanor and is done trying with you. I listen, completely biased to her ripping you to pieces. I offer to take her to dinner. She agrees, and I can hear the true excitement in her voice. Tonight will be the night that I have you both. I share my excitement, hang up the phone and head home to prepare myself.

I don’t have much experience with being bi-sexual or with lesbian sex at all. Only bad experiences but I am more than willing to try this for you. I head to my bedroom and check the time as I start pulling outfits from my closet. I know all the outfits that you like best, but what would she like as well? I go with a pair of blue jean shorts and a white and grey striped tank top. I check that my bra makes my breasts look fantastic before I remove my underwear completely. No need for those tonight, they would only get in my way.

I get into my car and start my drive to the small coffee shop she mentioned. I need a plan of attack. She will be new to this and I need to have a calming place in mind. I get to the coffee shop and scout out a quiet place. I order myself some coffee, highly sugared and tons of cream in the hope of maintaining my energy for the night. I sit down on one of the overused sofas in the back section of the café and check my phone. There’s a message from you.

Wife is hanging out with a friend, want to meet up?

Oh, darling. I shake my head and grin like the devil and respond, I already know. I put my phone away and glance up at the barista. She stands there, clutching her purse for dear life and glancing around nervously like the devil himself is about to pop out of the ground and claim her. She looks my way and I smile and wave. She bursts into a grin and nervously grabs her cup of brew and heads towards me. I stand and hug her, my hands lingering on the small of her back. She lets her head rest on my shoulder just a little longer than usual and I tenderly let my fingers comb the back of her head.

She opens her mouth and lets loose to me. all the vile, unfair treatment she has received from you and how she doesn’t really care anymore but doesn’t know how to exist without you. must keep it together for the children. I nod and drink my coffee, not agreeing but just letting her get all her crazy emotions out until eventually, she can see reason again. I know once she has reached the sweet spot between bitching and acceptance, I can make my moves.

She takes a large swallow of coffee, forcing herself to calm down and take a break from her exhaustive speech. I move next to her on the couch so that our knees touch and I place my hand on her thigh. There, there you precious stupid girl. She leans onto my shoulder again and sighs long and loud. I feel the frustration leave her and begin to trace small patterns into the flesh of her leg. She glances down at my hand, at first with shock. Shock that she is allowing herself to be touched, or shock that it is me touching her I cannot tell. The shock wears off fast and is replaced with yearning.

I see the images cross her mind like a daydream. What else can those hands do? How warm and comforting they feel. Surely these thoughts are just her crazy imagination. My hand slides up her thigh more, just touching the bottom of her short shorts. Her eyes dart up to mine and I find them hesitant but interested. Before she glances away or tries to remove my hand, I lean in and kiss her neck.

She gasps loudly, she was not at all expecting that. Hoping, yes, but the reality of it is enticing. She leans back on the couch, and I follow her body. My tongue traces small circles along her neckline to the sounds of her oohs and ahhs. I place my left hand on her waist as my right hand continues its triumphant march up under her shorts. I feel her hot breathe on my face as I nibble her ear.

I am so glad that we timed this meeting well so that the back room we are in is completely our own. Although, I think even if there were other customers, we are too far lost now for either of us to stop. My fingers reach up and touch the soft hair that I find. I run my left hand across her stomach and begin to unbutton her shorts. She bites her bottom lip and drops her hands to her sides, leaving her entire body mine for the taking. And take I do.

Shorts loose now, I slide one hand down the back and firmly grip her ass. She intakes breathe sharply, not used to any of these new and exciting things. My other hand now presses firmly down the front of her mound, completely ready to make her quake. I kiss her slowly. Her pouty venom-spewing lips still taste like coffee and I focus on that heavenly taste as I slide my finger into her folds. She growls from deep within.

I circle her clitoris with my thumb while the rest of my hand finds her deeper pleasure. She is so lightweight my left hand can pull her hips up to me so that when my fingers enter her, the go deep. She arches her back and squeezes her eyes closed tight. I penetrate her over and over, letting my thumb bring her to small climaxes and waiting for the real quake to take over.

I free my left hand from her hip and use it to pull her tank top down and expose those tiny little breasts. My find her tongue and suck on it slowly, while my hand frees her nipples. I pinch them, and she groans. I steal my tongue away from her mouth and let it sensuously slide down her neck to her breast. I pull her nipple between my teeth and softly bite, timing it so that my fingers thrust hard into her at the same time. Sure enough, her moans become louder and I feel her orgasm as her body shivers beneath me.

She is breathless, but I am not finished. Kissing one pair of lips is not enough. I kneel between her legs on the floor and scratch my nails into those tender thighs as I pull her shorts further down. She has one hand on her forehead, like the damsel in some old-fashioned movie. I plant kisses up and down her inner thighs, slowly making my way to her wet patch.

My tongue is hot and stiff as it enters her. She growls and covers her face with her hands, hoping to hide the insane amount of pleasure she would reveal with her blushing. I dig into her, my hands spreading her thighs fully as my tongue finds her pleasurable nub. I do circles around it, the sweet taste not enough to overpower the lingering coffee flavor in my mouth. small circles and then thrusts. Long hot licks of pleasure from the top of her to her deep wet hole.

Soon, the pleasure becomes too much, and her hand grabs the back of my head as she loses control on my face. With one last kiss, I pull myself away from her. I stand and smooth my clothing as if nothing had happened. She stands and re-dresses herself, cheeks still red from the heat and passion of what just happened. She sits back down onto the couch and I join her, both of us reaching for coffee and smirking.

She makes comments about what you would do if you ever found out, how jealous or angry you would be. I keep my comments to myself and instead, just listen. She gets up to leave and tells me thank you. I tip my cup towards her, nonchalant as ever and ready to talk to you. I watch her get into her car and pull away before I reach for my phone.

Where are you? What are you doing? Who are you doing?

I giggle and tell you I am free now and would love to see you tonight. I leave the coffee shop and head to down the road, unsure of my destination. She needed comfort and calm, but you. You are much more special to me. I pull into the art museum parking lot on a whim. With any luck, its close to closing time and I can bribe my friends to let me in for a little longer. I let you know where to meet me as I head inside to pay for our admission and a little tip for my own little tip.

I begin to wander the galleries, all the colors lighting up my eyes, heart, and soul. No coffee shop could match this. Before I know it, I feel big strong male hands reach around my stomach and pull me close. Your head leans down on top of mine and finally, I feel complete. My hands sweep over top of yours as you tell me how happy your wife was when you left. She was positively a changed woman. I smirk and turn around to face you.

From my smile, you know exactly what I have been up to. Your hand reaches up and brushes the side of my face, as you bend in for a kiss. What a powerful taste we have created now! Coffee mixed with liquor on your breathe with small traces of your wife still on my tongue. The taste of all your favorite things makes you instantly hard and you lift me up to you. I wrap my legs around you and let you lead me to the center of the Egyptian exhibit.

You place me down on the long padded leather bench there and glance around you. I pull the keys I bribed out of my bra and you show me that wild smirk of yours. I drop them on the floor and let my arms fall behind me and watch you. You unbutton your shirt, revealing your manly chest, and drop it to the ground. I pull myself up to you and places kiss on your stomach, along your happy trail.

My hands eagerly undo your jeans, ready for your manhood to fill all of me and wipe her from my memory. Your hands massage my head as I free you and pull the length of your penis into my mouth. so velvety soft and warm. My hands grip your hips and rock you back and forth into my mouth, you moan with pleasure. I taste your pre-come and swallow hard, another flavor added to the mix of the evening.

You pull yourself from my mouth and lie me back down onto the bench. You tower over me as you hastily remove my shorts and top, all the while planting kisses all over my body. You spread my legs and enter me in one smooth motion. I kiss your wrists and arms as they tower over me next to my head. You thrust into me forcefully, my wetness meeting your heat. You lower your head and I feel your teeth graze my hardened nipples. I writhe with pleasure.

In the back of my mind, I wonder about your wife. Does she feel this way with you? do you pull the same moves on her? How could she be so cold if she felt the same way I do right now?

I think of pleasing her earlier. Hoping to make your home life a little easier. Happy wife means happy life after all. I feel proud that I can help you in this small way.

With my wandering mind at ease, I allow myself pleasure. Your teeth bite hard on my nipple and I come as you penetrate me deeply. I scream your name. you are far from done showing your own form of appreciation.

You turn my body over, my ass in the air and ready for you. your knees rest on the bench as you enter me from behind. In an instant, my nipples are hard, my folds dripping wet again for you. this time, I am louder when I growl. You respond with more aggression. Your hands dig into my hips and we move as one. I feel your body beginning to spasm, so I shove my ass onto you hard. You growl loudly as you release yourself into me. I follow again, my insides convulsing on you.

I take a moment and rest my head on the bench while you stand up, getting dressed I assume. I breathe deeply and feel my soon to be sore muscles tingle still in the aftermath. I roll over onto my back and close my eyes and focus on breathing. Calmer now, I hear you ask what I did to your wife. I grin and touch my fingers first to my lower lips, and then my mouth. you grunt, not a grunt of displeasure, but of enjoyment.

I relax my hands again and then feel you getting closer to me, making my hairs stand on end. with eyes shut, I can’t tell where you are, but I can certainly feel your stare eating my body alive. My smirk disappears when I feel your hands begin to part my thighs. I bite my lip in want. I feel your hot hard tongue enter me and I screech. My mouth gapes open in pleasure as I get another surprise, the tip of your penis touches my lips. I open my mouth wide and extend my tongue to taste your manhood. Sixty-nine, what a wonderful way to end our evening!

I use one hand to firmly grip you as my tongue circles your head. My other hand cusps your balls and pulls, causing you to react with passion, your tongue plunges deeper into me, your fingers dancing on my thighs, racing to penetrate me. I suck harder, my pleasure making me want to give you even more pleasure. Your salty penis tastes so good as I pull you into the back of my throat. You nibble my clitoris while your fingers work magic, stretching me from the inside out.

I groan and my body writhes like a fish in the sun. I grip your balls and suck hard until I am rewarded with the best taste of you. hot, salty liquid shoots down my throat as you finish me as well. your fingers making their final thrusts as your tongue ignites my explosion. We are both panting and growling, completely exhausted.

As we stand up to get dressed again, your hand grabs my wrist. You pull me close and kiss me passionately, our hands running through each other’s hair. You tell me thank you. I have given you the best of both worlds and you don’t know how you got so lucky. I tell you if we keep going on like this I would should you exactly how you got lucky. You smack my ass and kiss me again.

Both dressed now, we hold hands and walk to my final surprise for you of the night. As we walk the halls towards the security room, you ask me if I plan on seeing her again. I pause for just a moment before saying yes. If it makes your life easier, better, our time together easier to enjoy, than yes. Totally worth it. you squeeze my hand and I open the security room door. I go to where the guard had shown me and remove the footage from the Egyptian room.

I turn around to see the awe upon your face. I place the tape into your hands. It's forever yours now. You can watch it whenever you would like, as often as you like. The love we shared forever trapped on film. You kiss me again. What some people do for love…

I leave and watch your car as you do as well. I imagine you headed home, windows open trying to rid the smell of me from your clothes. You pull in the drive and the lights are still on. Curious as she was so happy earlier you were possible she would be sleeping like a baby at this hour. You unlock the door and see nor hear a thing. You creep up the stairs to your bedroom. In your bathroom, you quickly shower and brush your teeth, but the pleasant smells and tastes of the night linger.

You fantasize about you and I, her and I, and maybe even a little hope for you and her. As you dry yourself, you hear a small knock on your door. Thinking that it's just the random creaks of your house, you slide into bed, completely nude as usual. With the covers up over your head, you don’t see the door creak open as your wife sneaks in. Your head is in fantasy land as usual and you really don’t realize or care which lady of your life slides under the covers beside you.

Her small frame, like mine, gives no indication as to who this stranger of the night is. You just enjoy the moment. She lays one hand on your chest, you respond by wrapping your arm around the back of her neck and placing the other hand on her stomach. She coos warmly beside you, and you recognize her as wife. it has been an eternity for both of you since you last felt this carefree comfortable love with each other.

Her hand circles your hairy nipples and your long fingers draw lines from her shoulders down her arms. Soon, you turn her and make her your little spoon. Your warm secure arms outstretched around her, and she feels loved, cherished, important. Her back arches into you as you gently kiss her neck and nibble her ear. Her small hands reach up and pull your hair leaving your hands free to wander her side and slide beneath her breasts, thumb, and forefinger firmly clenching her nipple.

Your excitement is fully erect now and she makes small circles with her waist against you. you lift one of her legs with yours and smoothly glide yourself completely into her. She gasps with the sensual pleasure of being filled with you. she turns her head to face you. if it wasn’t so dark, you would realize you were staring into each other’s eyes, only this time not as strangers.

Your hand on her hip guides her rhythm and you can see her biting her lip. Your other hand slides down to find that one perfect lady spot. She moans. Your thumb circles her as you guide yourself in and out of her. You watch her perky breasts and nipples gently sway back and forth. She lets forth a burst of moans as she reaches climax.

You turn her onto her stomach and use your knees to spread her apart. Her head is buried in the pillows as you lift her hips to enter her again. You lean forward so that your hand can slide up under her breast again, gently cupping and squeezing them timed to your thrusts. You miss this. She has missed this as well. with much sentiment, you are both thinking of days gone by, the love that has been lost. You both cry as you reach orgasm together.

You stay a while in that position, body draped over hers, trying to regain composure and catch your breath. She grabs your wrist and leaves butterfly kisses along it. you pull her back to be the little spoon and watch as she slowly dozes off cradled there next to you. your mind wanders. On her. And on me. the future and the past. All the experiences of the night. You fall asleep peacefully dreaming of me while holding her.

 

 

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They reached Lueneburg after ten days. It became obvious that the wagon was slowing them down, and they found a buyer for the wagon and the heavy horses. With the money, they purchased mounts for the women, and three pack horses. Using some of Joerg's silver, they also bought better weapons for the men and women. Katherine in particular yearned for a crossbow, and Joerg bought a well-crafted one for his older sister. Nele wanted a lighter sword. The two-handed longswords were just too heavy...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 7 How Joerg Isebrand Learns About Witches and Wizards

With gold and silver in his pocket, Joerg could afford to rent a room for Ilka and himself. It was temporary, and he had to ask Bodo for permission to sleep outside the castle, but it was money well spent. The Golden Cask was a small inn, with only two tables in the common room. The three bedchambers on the second floor were furnished sparsely, but at least the beds had comfortable straw-filled mattresses. On that first evening, Joerg and Ilka ate a supper in the common room, talking in low...

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Wife in Loverland Part One Journey to Loverland

My husband was always a good guy, a bread winner who always came through for his family. He was very smart and seemed destined for more than a standard nine-to-five. Thus, it was no surprise when he invented something that he was able to sell and say bye-bye to the grind. The only surprise lay in how comfortable we truly were. It was like a whirlwind, buying a large, posh new home, new vehicles and a family vacation. We went from cold Ohio to the tropics for ten days. On the last night, our...

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Andranak Gauner in Mirkandool

Andranak wälzte sich im Halbschlaf in seinem Bett herum. Seine suchende Hand glitt über die dicke Leinendecke die das Bett aus Stroh zusammenhielt fand aber niemand. Das machte ihn wirklich wach. Nicht das es ihn wirklich überraschte. Die Hure mit der er sich in sein Zimmer zurückgezogen hatte, benahm sich eben wie alle anderen. Wenn ihr Kunde seien Spass gehabt hatte und eingeschlafen war, verdrückten sie sich eben, bevor er wieder wach wurde und sie für ihren Lohn noch eine Stösschen mehr...

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Wife in Loverland Part One Journey to Loverland

 My husband was always a good guy, a bread winner who always came through for his family. He was very smart and seemed destined for more than a standard nine-to-five. Thus, it was no surprise when he invented something that he was able to sell and say bye-bye to the grind. The only surprise lay in how comfortable we truly were. It was like a whirlwind, buying a large, posh new home, new vehicles and a family vacation. We went from cold Ohio to the tropics for ten days. On the last night, our...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 16

Dadaji bole, “Beti, Dev ki shadi ek toh inti jaldi hui. Usse humne dhang se pucha nahi tha ki tum usse pasand ho ya nahi. Isliye woh thoda gussa hai. Par tumse nahi, balki hum logon se.” Fir meri taraf aas se dekhte hue woh bole, “Tum usse thoda time do. Sab theek ho jayega.” Maine dadaji ki baat mante hue Dev ko kuch aur samay dene ka nishchay kar liya. Dadaji ko iss baat ka dilasa bhi diya ki main poori tarah se koshish karungi Dev ka pyar jitne ki. Kuch din baad dadaji 5-6 mahine ke liye kam...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 15

Shaam ho chali thi aur maa ab jaake wapas aati thi subah ki gayi hui. Maine maa ko dekha aur poochi, “Kahaan gayi thi maa? Kaafi der laga di.” Maa: “Tere dadaji se baat karne gayi thi.” Main: “Oh, kuch bola kya unhone?” Maa: “Nahin beti, teri shaadi tai kar rahe the hum log saath mein. Agle waale Sunday ko court mein kar rahe hain teri shaadi.” Main ye sun kar chaunk gayi kyunki Sunday bas 1.5 hafta door tha. “Par maa woh toh bahut pass hai, itni jaldi kyun?” Maa: “Beti, unki pasand ki date...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 14

Maine jab mud ke dekha, toh main dangg reh gayi. Bathroom se nikal kar Salim chala aa raha tha. Woh shayad just naha kar nikla tha. Aur uska poora badan abhi thoda geela tha aur woh aise hi bina kapde pehne towel se apna sir ponchta hua aaya. Usne jaise hi mujhe dekha, woh bola, “Arey janeman.” Maine aur maa ne saath mein jawab dete hue bola, “Haan.” Maine mud ke maa ko dekha toh unki bhi aankhein mujhe sunkar ke khul chuki thi. Itne mein Salim bola, “Abey Ragini, teri beti se baat kar raha...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 13

Maine fir dadaji se bola, “Aap toh kal kuch kar hi nahin paye mere saath. Aap kaho toh aaj aapko bhi thodi shaanti de du?” Toh dadaji ne muskura ke kaha, “Beti mere dimaag mein kuch aur chal raha hai.” Main boli, “Kya hua dadaji?” Iska jawab dete hue woh bole. “Beti, mere potey se shaadi karne ke liye koi ladki nahin mil rahi hai. Woh bhi ab 32 ka ho chala hai. Toh mere dimaag mein aaye din wahi chalta hai.” Toh main bhi dadaji ki dasha ko samajhte hue boli, “Dadaji, aap pareshaan mat hoiye...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 3

(This is the missing 3rd part of the series.) Hey there my dear friends! I know that you had been loving my earlier stories and are waiting for another dirty, nasty and sultry one. So, here is the continuation, of my story. Salim was very angry after being on the receiving side of the slap and wanted some retribution. But I asked him not to do so. I slowly slid out his cock from my pussy, dressed up and left the room with mom’s hand in one hand. Mom was sad as she thought that she was the one...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 12

Jab meri aankh khuli toh subah ho chuki thi. Aur main abhi bhi nangi haalat mein wahin hall ke mattress pe padi thi. Mere badan pe admiyon ka chhoda hua pani ab tak sookh chuka tha. Aur usse mere badan pe safed nishaan pad chuke the. Maine thodi taakat juta ke apne badan ko uthaya. Aur wahin baith gayi. Meri choot mein abhi bhi kal ki chudayi ki wajah se thoda dard ho raha tha. Maine fir aas paas se apne kapde uthaaye aur unhein pehenne lagi. Peeche se mujhe ek aawaz aayi, “Babyji aap naashte...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 11

2 logon ne milkar beech mein rakh hui table ko hata ke side mein rakh diya. Aur tab tak ek jann kamre se jaakar do motey gaddey utha laaya. Usne woh gaddey khaali hui jagah pe daal diye. Aur ek chadar bhi uspe daal di. Itne mein dadaji ka phone baja, jinka main abhi bhi lund choos rahi thi. Dadaji ne bina mujhe hataaye apna phone uthaya aur speaker pe baat karne lage, “Hello.” Doosri taraf se aawaz aayi, “Hello papa. Aap kitne baje tak aayeingey?” Aawaz kisi aurat ki thi. Dadaji – “Abhi dhang...

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 10

Kuch der mein hum wahan pahunch gaye. Aur phir Kishore ke saath main gaadi se utar ke bangle mein jaane lagi. Kishore ne darwaaze ke paas pahunch ke ghanti bajai. Toh buddhe aadmi ne darwaza khola. Andar Lata Mangeshkar ki aawaz ke gaane baj rahe the. Kishore bola, “Jethamal ji, kaise hain aap? Aaj bade din baad aapne phone kiya mujhe” Jethamal- “Main theek hun. Haan yaar thoda kaam kaaj mein busy tha. Toh mauka hi nahin mila mujhe. Aur tum mere kaam ki cheez laaye ho?” Kishore- “Ji zarur....

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Khaandani Randiyaan 8211 Part 9

Jab meri aankh khuli toh main kisi tarah uth ke chaddar lapet-te hue baahar ki taraf jaane lagi. Meri gaand ki chudai se meri gaand mein bahut dard ho raha tha. Maine dekha ki din dhal chukka tha, aur main abhi bhi Sunaina aunty ke ghar pe hi thi. Maine bahar jaake idhar udhar dekha par koi bhi dikhai nahin pada. Toh main wahin sofa pe baith gayi, aur aunty ki naughty magazines dekhne lagi. Kuch der mein upar ke kamre mein kuch halki si aawaz aayi. Main dard ki wajah se thodi der sochi ki jaoon...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part 8

Kishore ne mujhe mere charam sukh tak pahuncha diya tha. Woh mere oopar se uthe, aur mujhe ek muskuraahat dene ke baad wapas ussi kamre ki taraf chal diya jahaan se meri maa ki abhi bhi aawaazein aa rahi thi. Maine fir Sunaina aunty ki taraf dekha, jo muskuraate hue apne choot ragad rahi thi. Main thoda sharmai ye dekh kar fir boli, “Ye kya kar rahi ho aunty?” Sunaina: “Teri chudai ke maze toh le hi sakti hun. Chal teri maa ka haal dekhte hain.” Fir woh aayi. Aur mere haath ko pakad ke...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part 7

Mere grahak ne kamre ke andar se awaz lagayi, “Saali idhar aa. Poora din nahin pada hai mere paas.” Aur bolte hue usne apne kapde utaar diye Main uske paas jaake apne ghutno pe baith gayi. Aur uska lund mere saamne hi tha aur main usse dekh kar khush ho rahi thi. Woh ussi samay apni shirt utaar raha tha. Woh bola, “Shuru ho jaa saali, behen ki lodi. Tujhe chod ke office wapas jaana hai mujhe.” Maine uski baat sunte hue uske lund ko apne muh mein le liya. Aur issi dauraan usne apni shirt side...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part 6

The next day arrived. We both were getting ready for the day we had planned with the help of Sunaina. Trying to see if we can make a fortune doing what we love best, and that is fucking. We knew we had to keep it hidden and not create much of a fuss as people would start talking if they ever found out about this. We took our necessary stuff and went to Sunaina aunty’s house in our car. Ragini- “Sanjana, are you sure you want to get into this? I know about me but I don’t want you to get stuck...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part V

I woke up the next morning, went out in the hallway, and a lot of people were there. Even Shivani was here, they were mourning. It turned out my dad had met with an accident and died yesterday night while returning back to home. I helped my mom and others there to get the rituals done and to make sure that if there was any help needed, I could take care of that. A month passed by in the mourning, and everyone near and dear left. Shivani was leaving as well, but was hesitant if she could leave...

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Khaandani Randiyaan ndash Part II

Hey friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi yet again with the second part of the story that you people have so nicely appreciated for the first part, use the ISS search option and type in the story name without the part number and you’ll find that.Continuation,I continued to shoot the action and also was getting hotter and hotter seeing my mom in this kind of action. She was pretty much turned n oand was fucking like a real slut that was longing to have some good hard cocks inside her. She was not...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part IV

When I turned to the side, I was shocked to see Sunaina aunty sitting on the sofa with my mom also there. My mom was smiling and wiping her mouth, I understood very well that my own mother was the one who had kissed me. I undid my legs and wanted to hide the nudity from aunt if not mom, but before I could do anything, Salim, slapped me really hard and said, “Thank You bol apni maa ko saali randi ki aulaad.” Ragini.. u mean to say I am a randi… Sunaina.. sahi toh keh raha hai, tu continue rakh...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part III

Hey there my dear friends, I know that you had been loving my earlier stories and are waiting for another Dirty, Nasty and Sultry one. So, here is the continuation, of my story. Waise I Need to say this, “Jinki lulli abhi zip mein hai nikaal lo, laude ko mal mal ke thoda solid sa bana liyo, kyunki, jab jal jaayegi yeh FUL-JARI… chhoot jaayegi teri PICH-KAARI.” Lets Start with the continuation then… …Salim was very angry after being on the receiving side of the slap and wanted some...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part II

Hey friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi yet again with the second part of the story that you people have so nicely appreciated for the first part, use the ISS search option and type in the story name without the part number and you’ll find that.Continuation, I continued to shoot the action and also was getting hotter and hotter seeing my mom in this kind of action. She was pretty much turned n oand was fucking like a real slut that was longing to have some good hard cocks inside her. She was...

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Khaandani Randiyaan Part I

Hey there friends, this is Sanjana from Delhi. I will be writing some erotic stories here. These are not real stories and just mere fantasy ones. But you may assume them to be somewhat linked to me or my family or even yours, if you have gone through any phase like these. The story goes back to the time when I was in class 12th. I used to live in the hostel of our boarding school. I had a mother, father and one elder sister. My elder sister, Shivani, was 19 and was doing Bio. Tech. at a...

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Ghamandi Mom Ka Ghamand Padosi Ne Toda

Mera naam priti hai mai 10th mai padhti hi mere ghr mai hum 4 log hai mere dad meri mom aur mera chota bhai jo hostel mai rehta hai mere dad medical rap hai aur meri mom housewife hai jo ki bhut bade ghr se hai yeah story meri mom ki hai jo bhut hi sunder aur sexy hai aur ghamandi bhi.meri mom ka name ishaa hai unki height 5.8 feet hai aur fig 36 32 34 hai unki thighs moti hai aur muscular bhi kyuki who daily Gym jati hai mai bhi unke saath gym jati thi mom hmesha salwar aur t shirt daalkar...

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Nandoiji nahi Landoiji

Hi.. Dosto. Naye paathako ko apna parichaya de dun. Main prem guru umar 32 saal. ( ; ) lund ki lambai 7” motai 2”. Patani madhur 28 saal khubsurat 36-28-36. Gaand baazi ke dono hi shaukeen. Maine aapse waada kiya tha ki main aapko jhoottee nahee sacchee kahaanee hee sunaaunga. Leejiye ek sacchee kahaani aapki sewa me haajir hai. Maine logon se suna tha ki kisi ladakee ya aurat kee khoobsuratee uske urojon (boobs) aur nitambon se jaanee jaa sakati hai. Par guruji to kuchh aur hi farmaate hai....

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Toyland A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 3 Toyland

I had no doubt the moment I arrived in Toyland. The quality of the light there is simply amazing. And there's a perfume in the air that somehow manages to shout "fun". There also seems to be a tune playing just at the edge of hearing, like a distant merry-go-round just over the hill. Toyland has its dark side to be sure. Fortunately The Highway was nice enough not to deposit me there. I barely needed a glance at my now-blank Map to know I'd arrived. The blank map didn't worry me....

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 2 How Young Joerg Isebrand Was Banished from the Marshes

Joerg Isebrand was tired. He, his father and his brothers had been working the whole day to bring in the hay from the first cut of the year. With three strong sons and two daughters, the Isebrands prospered. They all worked hard, the land was good, and there were no taxes or rent to pay. The Marshes were still free, and all the Isebrands paid was the tithe for the poor, like everyone else. Joerg, at sixteen years of age, was the second youngest in the family, but in the last two years he had...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 5 How Joerg Isebrand Joins the Count Reinhardt of Merseburg

From the innkeeper, he bought a smoked ham and bread, before he left the village, heading westward. He did not follow the road for long. East of Dassow, he turned south on a sparsely travelled road. He spent the night in the inn of the small town of Schoenberg, and in two more days, he reached Ratzeburg, the seat of the Bishop, with its impressive cathedral. Here, he was able to buy new clothes and better shoes. He also traded for a horse, a sturdy animal, able to carry him. He knew that he...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 6 How Joerg Isebrand Makes a Noble Lady Angry

During his time in Lubeck, under Gernot's tutorship, Joerg had learned the rudiments of reading and writing. By necessity, Joerg had to practise those skills with religious writings, with the help of the Count's confessor. At that time, religious writings were the only writings widely available. Among the armsmen of the Count, including his Captain of the Guard, Joerg was the only one who knew his letters, and like most things of importance, this became known to Count Reinhardt. One night,...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 11 How the Isebrands Go to Italy to Fight for the Emperor

Reinhardt, Count of Merseburg, was a cautious man. He had to be. With three younger brothers, all of them by his father's second wife, he stood in their way. He feared his stepmother, and he feared his three half-brothers. No, that was not true, he was wary of them. None of them was allowed to serve in his troops, let alone his guard. All his guard was composed of men he trusted, men without ties to the local nobility, for his stepmother was kin to most of them. He watched his favourite...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 12 How the Isebrands Settle In

With King Francis captured and the victory thus complete, Lannoy sought to reduce his army in size and to distribute them over Northern Italy. He dared not disband his troops entirely, though. Thus, while the captive French king was sent to Spain, the Saxon fähnlein were sent west, to billet in the small town of Casale Monferrato, on the mighty River Po. Here, in the Castello Dei Paleologi, they made themselves comfortable. Wine was plentiful in the region, as was food in general, and the...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 15 How Joerg Isebrand Comforts a Young Maid

When they returned to the Palacio Granvella, the sentries were alert, but the rest of the fähnlein was barely awake, after a long night of drink and fornication. Joerg had the bleary-eyed corporals wake up the men and then gave them a severe dressing-down. Allowing that the last night had been a lapse, he made it clear that from this point on, there would be no breach of discipline again. Any man who defied orders would be thrown out and lose his share of the loot. Then, he laid down the...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 21 How Joerg Isebrand Meets the Noble Barbara

Barbara of Meiningen looked at her advisers and sighed. These were the men her husband had trusted, and he had given them important tasks in his lands. And seemingly, they had performed to his satisfaction. To his widow Barbara, however, it often seemed like their allegiance was not to her, but to an ominous "well for the lands". She felt like a pawn in the struggle, a commodity to be traded off for other gains. Her husband's death, a year ago, had offset the local balance of power...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 26 How Hildburg Isebrand Takes a Bath

A half hour later, after drinking hot tea and eating bread and cold meat, they mounted the horses again. There was less talk now, as Joerg and Hildburg were lost in thought. Joerg tried to envision a life with Hildburg. It would be difficult for them; of that, he was certain. She had made it clear that she had claimed him to prevent the carnage in Warnesund that Bjoern had threatened. She had no feelings for him. Yet, he had promised to care for her, to honour her. Just, how much honouring...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 27 How the Isebrands Get a Head Ache

Hildburg Isebrand woke with a start. Her eyes, accustomed to the pitch black of the night, made out the faint grey that filtered through the heavy curtains. With an effort, she recalled where she was, in a tavern in Schoenberg, in the alcove of a sleeping chamber. She was feeling warm and relaxed, her back snuggled comfortably against her husband's front, and she felt his maleness press into the cleft of her behind. She felt his even breathing at the skin of her neck, moving a few loose...

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Joerg IsebrandChapter 28 How Hildburg Isebrand Feels Too Good

Over the next two weeks, the days merged into an endless repetition of events. They got up with sunrise, had a breakfast in the tavern they were staying in, and took the road. In the evenings, they would have supper in the next tavern, and fall into their beds, exhausted. Finally, on the evening of a nasty day of travelling - it had rained incessantly - Joerg told her that they would reach Erlenburg lands the next day, Lauheim to be precise, Bjoern's fiefdom. The news was meant to give her...

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