Sexy Housemaid Anjali 8211 Part 1
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As she started her daily walk from the bus stand to Raju’s house, Anjali couldn’t help but reflect on how good life was a few months ago. It was all messed up now. Suresh was transferred to another sub-district, and while that was distressing, what hit her harder was the fact that he hadn’t even bothered to call her after so long.
Maybe she was just a plaything for him; maybe he never loved her after all.
As the house came into view from behind a cluster of neem branches, her face turned even more gloomy. It was at Raju’s house that she had first met him.
Priya, Raju’s wife, opened the door after making her wait outside for a while. Her bones chilled whenever she saw the look on that woman’s face. “Are you going to stare at me all day or are you going to come in?” Priya’s voice was ice. Anjali curled her lips and walked in. What she ever did to wrong that woman, she had no idea.
Raju gave her a smile and a nod when she walked by and then went back to reading his paper. She went into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for the entire family. Not long after, the chapatis were rolled and the chickpeas were cooked.
She liked the hectic pace at which she had to work every day; it took her mind off things. At about nine ‘o’clock, Raju entered the kitchen to tell her that he was leaving. Priya left earlier and after Raju leaves, she’ll have the house all to herself.
When she was done with her kitchen work, she sat on a chair and tried to read the newspaper. She barely read two sentences before thoughts of Suresh invaded her mind. It seemed like these days she couldn’t even enjoy a break.
Suresh always came around one way or the other to ruin her day. Now that she was all alone, she was thinking about all the good times they had in bed. She missed that the most. The memory of his hairy chest brushing against her erect nipples as he penetrated her wildly made her wet down there.
After Suresh left, the only fuck she ever got was, strangely enough, from her father-in-law, Gopal.
It was raining heavily that night, she remembered. She was in her room. Her son Appu was asleep on the sofa in the living room. The sound of a door slamming shut woke her. She sat up in the bed rubbing her eyes, noting the stench of alcohol and urine that suddenly filled the room.
Lightning cracked open the skies and the glass windows illuminated the face of the man who stood towering over her. Anjali gasped and recoiled back in her bed. Her father-in-law was soaked to the skin, water dripping down his thick grey beard, which reached down to his chest.
His eyes were sunken and red, and he looked like a vagrant in his muddy wet clothes. His cock was sticking out from between the folds of his lungi, rock hard and covered in veins. “Rukmini,” he called her. That was his wife’s name. She passed away a few years after Anjali’s husband did.
He sat beside her on the bed and the stench of urine was even stronger now. Anjali covered her nose and backed away.
He leaned forward and forcefully planted a kiss on her lips and pushed her down. She tried to resist and push him away but he locked her wrists in his iron grip. His foul alcoholic breath was too much to bear at first, but after a while, Anjali stopped resisting.
He clenched her tongue in between his lips and sucked hard. His saliva trickled down her tongue and she tasted its bitterness and hugged him tightly. The old man nudged her nightie slowly up to her belly and started humping her, moving back and forth slowly, not realizing that his daughter-in-law still had her panty on.
Anjali moaned as he kissed her neck and fondled her breasts, his long grey hair tickling her face. Under his weight, she found it difficult to remove her panty, but she managed to shove it down a couple of inches and he finally penetrated her. When his cock felt her wetness, he shifted into another gear and started humping faster.
After a while, Anjali’s nightie was on the floor, then her bra, immediately followed by her panty. Her father-in-law’s lungi covered their nakedness and the vile act continued as he kissed her bare breasts and chewed on them.
“I’ll give you a son today Rukmini.” he murmured. The bed rocked and squeaked all night and they both bathed in the other’s sweat. He filled her three times that night and when morning came, he was nowhere to be found.
And that was only a few weeks ago. Gopal couldn’t look her in the eye after that and they avoided each other as much as possible.
“Curse him.. I’m even wetter now.” Her hand was under her skirt, doing the only thing she could do to satisfy herself. She imagined herself riding a man whose face was shrouded in darkness. Sometimes he looked like Suresh and other times he looked like Gopal.
She gripped the arm of the chair tightly and straightened her back, panting loudly as her fingers went in and out. Her face was reddening as she neared the precipice of a climax.
DING DONG.
Her voracious fingering was soon called to a halt when the doorbell rang, and she sprang up to her feet, quickly licking away the juices from her fingers and cursing whoever was behind that door.
An old man stepped inside, flanked by two large men in identical black shirts and gold-trimmed mundus. She assumed that they were his bodyguards. The man they were guarding looked ancient. A thousand wrinkles creased his face and tiny wisps of white hair sprouted out of his ears.
“You must be Anjali,” he said, after looking her over once from head to toe. “I’m Rajan. I’m the district head for the KCB party.” His sleeve rode up as he extended his hand for a shake, his loose skin dangling from his wrist.
“Nice to meet you, sir. But how do you know my name?”
“Your father-in-law and I are good friends. We had a long talk the other day. Umm.. may I take a seat? My legs are not as strong as they used to be.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Do come in.”
The old man walked past her, leaning on a stick with his back hunched; the two guards followed him like shadows eyeing the place and the maid with interest.
“Can I get you something to drink. How about tea?” she asked once he sat on the sofa.
“No. That would take too long. Take a seat Anjali. I have something I want to ask you.”
Anjali gently sat on the armchair opposite him, her hands clutching her knees. The three men had their eyes fixed on her, each one running down the length of her body.
“Do my guards frighten you? You don’t need to worry. Prashant and Vineeth won’t harm a fly unless I ask them to,” he said vainly, giving his stick to one of them. Anjali gave a half-smile.
“Now, the matter for which I came,” he leaned forward, steepling his hands under his chin. “I would like to marry you.”
“What?” said Anjali, with a baffled look on her face. She pondered for a while before she spoke next. “But.. But.. you’re so old.”
“So? Rich men my age marry teenagers. You’re not that young.”
“But sir.. why?”
“This is your father-in-law’s wish mostly. He decided that he didn’t want to keep you there after what happened between you two.”
Oh Rama, he told him about that night.
“No reason to be ashamed,” he said with a smirk. “You were both lonely after the deaths of your better halves and you both had needs. I understand. I once had a threesome with both my daughters-in-law and Gopal knows about it.”
Anjali’s jaw dropped to the floor at that revelation.
“In truth, I didn’t want anything to do with you, until Gopal showed me your photos. I was even happier when I saw you in person. You my dear, have the figure of a goddess.”
“So you want to marry me because I have the figure of a goddess?”
Rajan crossed his legs and ground his jaws. “That and more. I have political reasons too. You’re a Dalit, aren’t you? Marrying you will help me secure some votes from the Dalit community for the upcoming election. Do I need any more reasons?”
“No, you don’t. But I do. I’m not going to marry you just because you’re rich.”
“Oh. You’re worried I won’t be able to satisfy you in bed and that you’ll have to go to Gopal again for a good fuck. Is that it?” he said with a titter.
Anjali felt her cheeks flaring up and one of the guards looked at her and gave a chuckle. She didn’t know if that was Prasanth or Vineeth.
“No need to worry, dear Anjali. I’ll fuck you better than Gopal did.. or even that Suresh guy,” his eyes twinkled.
Astonishment crept up on Anjali’s face once again. “Yes, I know about him too,” he laughed. “We’ll fuck all day and night Anjali. Don’t worry about such trivial things. What do you say?”
Anjali was at a loss of words again. When the callousness of what he had said faded, she expressed her disapproval.
“Really? I thought that was an enticing offer. I’m surprised that you refused.”
Rajan sat rubbing the stubble on his chin. Anjali decided that when she gets home today, she was going to let her father-in-law have a piece of her mind.
“Ok, I understand,” he said standing up. “But if you do change your mind, here’s my card.” His fingers rooted for the card in his pocket, and after giving it to her, he said his goodbyes and left.
THE MANAGER
It was for days like this that Mr. Joseph Koshy lived. He has been waiting for her arrival eagerly since morning. As he sat in his recliner looking at her name in his file over and over again, he realized something. The shutters are open.
He closed the shutters, making sure that his office was no longer bare to the scrutiny of his inferiors. If someone sees something, then I’m a dead man.
He walked back to his seat. After adjusting the nameplate holder that said “JOSEPH KOSHY – BANK MANAGER”, he sat down once again.
Joseph tried to do some work until she arrived but couldn’t concentrate. His fingers were tapping the desk like the feet of some restless stallions. Then finally, at about 5 pm he heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” he said, and in walked the woman he had been waiting for since morning. She was wearing the same thing she wore the last time. A blue saree over a faded red blouse. Her jet-black was meticulously braided in a zigzag fashion on either side, ending in an oval bun behind her.
“Sit down Anjali,” he said in a dull tone.
She kept her handbag on her lap and sat down across from him. Joseph looked through her files and his gaze flickered back and forth from the file and her face.
“I’m sure that you know why I called you here. You haven’t paid your monthly installments on the mortgage loan for the last three months.” He dropped the file on the table and rubbed his nose. “We need to arrive at some sort of an agreement otherwise I have no choice but to sell your house and settle our losses.”
“Just give me some time sir. I’ll pay the sum as soon as I can. It’s hard without my husband.” she said in a depressed tone
“The bank doesn’t want to hear about your problems Anjali. We want the money. Do you have it?” Joseph said apathetically.
“Not now but..”
“You don’t. That’s all I want to hear.”
Joseph had never done this in the office before-he usually does it at home. Sometimes he shared the women with his friends, but not this one. No, she’s too special for the likes of them.
He had called her late in the evening for a reason. Only the manager stays in the office after 5 pm and most of the staff had already begun to leave. He could hear the clatter of their footsteps against the tiled floor outside. Clueless footsteps rushing home to their mediocre lives to watch the mind-numbing soap operas and reality shows.
He informed Anjali about his intentions and her current predicament. She first expressed shock and told him how disgusted she was to hear him even suggest something like that. That was nothing new, that’s how it always starts.
Joseph pressed her again. “Do what I say or say goodbye to your house.” She said she’ll call the police, but she understood that she’ll lose the house anyway. Then she started crying and begging – that was Joseph’s favourite part, it meant that she was just one step away from totally submitting to him.
Joseph scrolled through the playlist on his cell phone for a sexy song while Anjali started undraping her saree. The folds of her fleshy belly fell over her petticoat like mushy dough.
His cock stirred in his pants. Joseph got up from his seat and sat at the edge of the table. “Dance,” he said, turning the music on.
His office was soundproof for the most part. Even if someone could hear it, there was nothing sinister in putting on some music. Anjali stood stumped for a while, her arms straight like a soldier’s. When she finally started to bust out some moves, Joseph laughed heartily at its ridiculousness.
“Not like that. Dance sexy, make me hard” he said cheekily.
Holding her head up high, Anjali started to sway her broad hips from side to side. She raised her arms to the air – revealing the wet circles staining her blouse under her armpits – and wiggled her body like a snake.
Caught in a trance, Joseph watched her belly folds folding and unfolding, her blouse sagging downwards. Anjali turned sideways and waggled her ass, her long eyelashes inviting him to bed her.
As the song went on, she became more creative. Lying on the floor, she pushed up her bulbous breasts and thrust her legs into the air. Her petticoat fell back, and her fleshy thighs quivered as she slapped it. He could even see her panty in that position. “This is getting hotter than I thought”, Joseph massaged his cock through his pants.
Anjali crawled towards him on all fours. When she stood up, she twisted all around him with the same snake-like movements; and laying both hands on the table, she arched her back inwards and poked out her voluptuous ass to tease him. Joseph gave it a slap and turned off the music.
“Very good.”
Anjali stood exhausted, breathing heavily with her hands on her hips.
“No time to rest, Anjali. We’re only beginning,” he said with a smile. “Now, take off your clothes.”
She readily obeyed. Her boobs popped forward and bounced when she took off her bra. She then untied her petticoat. When she was about to remove her panty, Joseph stopped her.
“Leave it on,” he said. She instinctively tried to cover her breasts, but Joseph gave her a stern look at which her hands fell dead.
Joseph gave his cock another rub. She stood with her head down; her well-rounded breasts glistened with a golden hue, budded with drops of sweat and rising up and down as she breathed.
Her nipples were bigger than average and brown-black. In between her breasts was a golden necklace, glittering here and there and adding to the aesthetics. Some strands of hair fell out from her braided bun and stuck to her face. She only wore a panty, a purple one fringed with flower designs.
“Jump,” he commanded. Anjali looked at him like she misheard, so he said again. “Jump like you’re on a jumping rope.”
She gave a small leap, jiggling her huge jugs. “Again. And keep going. I don’t want you to stop until I tell you to.”
She did as she was bid. Anjali jumped again and again, her breasts racing up and dangling left and right as they fell. Joseph’s underwear grew tighter with her every leap. Her heavy breasts hit her lower ribcage with a dull thunk every time she landed. THUNK, THUNK, THUNK, THUNK.. It was just a spectacle to watch.
“Now, stop.”
The manager walked forward and looked her in the eye. He pulled her close and grabbed a handful of her ass before kissing her lips. Joseph liked it. So warm and salty. He kissed her breasts next, groping one while he kissed the other.
“Continue jumping,” he said.
Without taking his eyes off her body, he strolled behind, getting a good view of her luscious ass as it bounced.
This continued for a few minutes. He could see that Anjali was growing tired. There was now a second delay before every jump.
“Ok, you can stop now.”
Anjali stooped downwards and placed her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Her breasts were red from all that thrashing. Meanwhile, Joseph began clearing the table. He stacked the files and pen holders on the left side of the table and loosened his tie.
“Come here,” he called. “I have planned a rather long night for both of us.”
She sat on the table as instructed. The manager kissed her breasts and made her lie on her back.
“Lift your legs.. and keep it that way.” Joseph pulled off her panty and felt her wetness with his fingers. He thrust two fingers inside and started fingering her. She moaned and her hand raced to cover her cunt. Joseph brushed it away. He fingered her until she came – which was soon, meaning that she was too aroused from all the foreplay.
He started unbuckling his belt. Anjali wasn’t looking at him, he noticed. Her eyes were glued to the ceiling, hopefully praying for all this to be over soon.
“You enjoyed that bitch, don’t act like you didn’t.”
He placed his hands under her thighs and pushed it further upwards. And then, his phone rang, glowing and buzzing next to the stack of files that he had neatly arranged to his left. He made a gruff groan out of irritation and reached for it. Who could it be now?
***
Thanks for reading. This was supposed to be the final addition to the series. But the story was too long for a single chapter so I decided to split it into two.
The continuation will be released in the coming weeks. Meanwhile, if you have any comments, you can either comment below or email me at (It’s a stupid id, I know). Thanks once again.
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Anjali Sharma sat at the balcony of her house staring at the quiet street ahead. Her husband had been promoted and was traveling a lot now a day. But due to that fact her misery had started building up. One problem was money…her mother in law received everything her husband earned and hence she was upon her mercy to even buy small stuff from shops let alone going to any beauty parlor. Thus she lived the life equivalent to that of a widow. She had applied for a job as a teacher in a private...
Hello friends this is Humraaj back with next episode of Tmkoc series. Thank you all for giving so much of a positive reponse to this series and please do check my other stories of . If any one want to contact from and around Ahmedabad please mail me on Now let’s start the episode. Jaisa ki aap jante hai Babitaji Anjali bhabi ko Jethalal ke lund ke bare mein batati hai. Par Anjali thoda doubt mein hoti hai ki Jetha bhai ke sath kaise? A: Babitaji ek taraf to daar lag raha hai ki Jetha bhai ne...
Hello friends, ek bar me phir se aap logo ki seva me hajir hu…. I am really very happy for great reply I also thank to all readers for messaging me……. Me chah ta hu ki aap sare writer ko aisa hi msg kiya kare taki wo aapke same ne bahot acche acche experiance share kare…… Mera mail : Jese ki aap sabhi log jan te hai ki me ab bhabhi ki frd anjali bhabhi ko bhi chod chuka hu. Lakin ek bar ki chudai se mera jii nahi bhara, ab me jyada se jyada bar anjali ko chod na chahta tha, us dine ke jor dar...
Namaste aap sabko aur mein vapis aa gaya hun Tmkoc ka part 4th ko lekar. Intezar ke liye maaf kar dijiye. Toh enjoy kijiye aaj ka part. Yeh tab ki stories hai jab sare bachhe 18 sal ke upar ho gaye the. Jese ki aapne 3rd part mein padha ki Sonu Bhide ki chudai kaise hoti hai. Aayie ab Gokuldham ki ATM mein jate hai. Mere matlab hai Mehta family mein jatee hai. Raat ke 10 baj rahe hai aur Mehta sahab apne bedroom mein beth ke koi article ke baare mein sochte hai. Tabhi Anjali kitchen se karela...
Hello guys and girls, This story is of me, my friend Ravi, and Sam (names changed). There lived a middle-class family in Surat. Anjali was aged 39, with E-cup tits and a huge ass. Then there was her innocent son, Ravi who was aged 19. They had planned a trip to Lakshadweep and the beaches there, on the celebration of Ravi’s completion of his inter. They were leaving his father behind as he was busy with his office work. One day in the early morning, they started their journey. During the bus...
IncestHi, I am Rajveer from Indore with another gr8 story . Kindly revert back with your comments on He’d been for a walk in the mountain and was taking a rest on a roadside bench and enjoying the spring sunlight. Across the road he noticed a young girl walking down towards him. Very sweet he thought… yes.. very very sweet indeed!!..Her name was Anjali , Later I came to Know Anjali strolled, almost skipping, down the mountain path towards the road where he sat. She reached the road and paused for a...
Gay MaleHi mera naam Anjali hai mai delhi se hun or mere pati jinka naam Ravi Prakash hai ek private compnay mai kaam ker te hai or kabhi kabhi tour pe bhi jate hai hamare koi baccha nahi hai mere pati sex theek se nahi ker pate hai 5 mint se jyada woh tikte nahi hai or nahi theek se unka lund kheda ho pata hai unka ilaj bhi chal raha hai. Yeh meri pehli story hai mei ek shadishuda aurat hun meri age 29th hai mere pati sex theek se nahi karpate jiski wajah se mai sex mai maza nahi lepati mera...
Didi morning me 6am p soyi hui 4pm p uthi. Me rashmi aunt k sath bethi hui bagal k room me 1 movie dekh rahi thi. Didi kambal odhe hue mere room m ayi & mujhe gale s laga liya . mujhe kafi acha laga. Didi abhi bhi langra k chal rahi thi but vo ab pehle s better dikhayi de rahi thi. Mene didi s pocha’ you ok ? ‘. Didi ne meri ankhon m dekhte hue kha’ han , I am ok’ Mummy & Dad sye sab mat batana pls ? . mene kha’ you don’t worry bas apna khayaal rakhna didi! I very much care of you !’ . didi ne...
Hi Horny Guys and Girls, My name is Anjali and I am going to share my, True Story with all of you as a series so first of all about me and my figure. I live with my mom and my younger sister Sanvi so this story start with me addiction of chatting on yahoo and to suppress my arousal feeling by doing hot chat on cam, jo baad me mere liye bahut harmful shabhit hui when I was 19 year old, this story when I started chatting with unknown person my stats back then is 32B-26-34, Very Fair in looks,...
Hello friends, ek bar me phir se aap logo ki seva me hajir hu…. Meri sari kahani o ko aapne khoob saraha is liye thx… Wese to aap ko sab log jan te hai ki me meri bhabhi aur unki 2 3 frd ko chod chuka hu. Lakin jai se jai se bhabhi apni frd ko introduce kari we se hi meri chudai ki iccha uar baadhti jati Us din me bhabhi ki frd anjali ki khoob chudai ki aur hum un ke gher per beth kar chay pi ra he the aur unka phone baja, wo khusi se uchhal padi mene kaha kya hua, us ne kaha ki meri cousin aa...
Hi friends this is Humraaj with back to back episodes of our fav series Tmkoc. So if you wanna get in touch with me mail me on Now let’s move to the episode. So jaisa ki aap sab jante hai Babita aur Roshan apna pehla lesbian ecounter karte hai aur dono bahut hi satisfy hote hai. Jaise shaam hoti hai dono ki chut mein khujali chalu hojati hai aur Babita control nahi kar pati aur Roshan bhabhi ko call karti hai. B: Hi Roshan meri jaan kya kar rahi ho? R: Babita darling tumhare bare mein sochte...
Guys this is my another real story.. It happened around 3 yrs back.. Mere maternal uncle ke son ki marriage thi.. Mein us waqt Ajmer mein tha.. Mein Ajmer se nikla hi tha ke meri cousin sis(maternal uncle ki daughter) ka ph aaya ke uski ek frnd h Anjali Sharma jo kishangarh mein rehti h use lete hua aanaa h.. Nw i tel u abt Anjali Sharma.. She is damm sexy.. Awesum figure 34 30 36.. Usko dekh ke to kisi ka lund khadaa ho jaegaa.. Uski smile to itni pyaari ke pucho hi mat.. Jaise hi maine suna...
It was a warm evening and the party was on full swing. A one man band played old Beatle tunes and seventies music on an electronic keyboard and synthesizer. People danced swaying their bodies to the music as the alcohol influenced and loosened their senses. The scent of freshly roasted hashish rented the air as joints were passed around. Arjun was the son of a wealthy mill owner of years gone by. Twice married and divorced he now dated an ageing beauty queen of yesteryear. The crowd at the...
Hi friends, this is Madhu. I am from Bangalore. I am 23, height 5″9, weight 71kgs. My penis is 6-7″ in height and 3-4″ in girth. Thanks to all my readers for reading my previous stories and providing me feedback. Thanks to ISS. Life has been so good for me all the time and it became more entertaining and fun after I came to know about ISS. I always enjoyed reading stories on iss and masturbating. I have penned some of my experiences on ISS. The experience I am going to share now is very special...
Hello readers. Handshake to boys and boobs shake to girls. I hope you enjoy the story. This story is for all the BDSM lovers out there. The story is long and detailed and mysterious. Sit back and enjoy. This incident was not a one day story, so it needs some background to be told. So, enjoy the thrill and mystery which lies ahead. I had a cute neighbor whose name was Anjali. She was 2 years younger to me. We were brought up together and we were pretty good friends. This incident started to...
Hello friends, ek bar me phir se aap logo ki seva me hajir hu…. Meri sari kahani o ko aapne khoob saraha is liye thx… Us din mene poonam bhabhi ke sam ne anjali bhabhi ko khoob choda, anjali bhabhi meri chudai se kafi khus thi, aur bolo aaj tum ne kafi dino se meri chudwana ne ki tamanna poori ki….. Mene poonam ki aur ishara kar te hu a kaha abhi meri iccha poori nahi huai, poonam ne ajali se kaha yar tera yeh devar to bahot hi acchi chudai kar ta hai….Muje aise devar jyada pasand hai jo apni...
Hi all, lo ji aapka apna Akhil vapas aaya hu after great response on my earlier story “Padosan ko apna addicted banaya” , bahut bahut thanks jinko meri story pasand aayi aur un sab se regret jinko na pasand aayi. Jaise aap sab jaante hain ki maine apni padosan ko apna addict banaya hua hai. I am like drug for her. Toh baat yeh kuch din purani hai, hua yeh ki meri aur anjali ki kisi baat ko le kar ann bann ho gayi. Aur main usko call par call kar raha tha par woh na mere calls receive kar rahi...
Hello everyone, hope you all are doing well. I am Sahil and I am new here. This is my first story, and I’ve actually been asked to post this one so here I am! I have been reading ISS for years now, and never thought about writing here until now. Before getting into the story, I’d give a small intro about myself. I am from Mumbai, 21years old. I am 5’11” and I love working out and maintaining a nice body. I am not a playboy sort of figure, but I am very good at speaking, so I can definitely link...
Hi guys and ladies out there, this is Neil back after so so so long. I am 25 and a professional from Delhi. I have been away for quite long but feels good to be back to share a true incident that happened a few months ago. So coming to the story. This happened with my ex-colleague named Anjali (name changed for privacy reasons). She used to work in the same office when I was in Bangalore. To tell you about her, she had body stats of 34C-28-38 and of course an ass to die for. Anjali was quite...
By: Prem Pal Hi Mera naam Prem Pal Hai, aur Mera umar 21 saal hai, mai Mumbai mai rehta hu aur khafi had tak mai smart dekta hu. Aj mai apko apne pehle sex ka ghatna batane ja raha hu ye ghatna 3 saal purani hai jab mai 18 saal ka tha. Mai aur mere dost ek office join kiya jaha hum computer sikte the hamara office 1st floar mai tha jaha hum 3 dost rehte the aur ek lady jis ka naam hai anjali jo mere boss ki secretary hai woh hamare dek bhal ke liya raka tha taki hame koi taklef na ho. Anjali...
Yeh story meri classmate aur meri best friend anjali ki hai. Anjali mujhe 3 saal se pasand hai. Anjali ki figure jara bata deta hu. Anjali 34-24-34 ki hai. Anjali ki gand bahut badi hai aur uske boobs oh my god!!! Me mera introduction deta hu mera naam ally hai aur yeh story meri first story hai toh koi bhul ho toh maaf kijyega mujhe. Aapke feedback mujhe par send kijeye. Chalo toh me wapas story par aata hu. Anjali meri najar me sabse maal ladki thi class ki. Anjali ko me kabse chodnaa chata...
Hello sabhi mahekti chuto ke mera pyar bhara namaskar me ek bar phir se aapki seva me hajir hu muje yakin hai aap sab ko meri peechli sari kahaniya bahot pasand aayo hongi, kafi fried ne muje mail kar ke saraha, us ke liye me aabhri hu mera mail id hai : Jai se ki mene apni peechli kahani be bataya ki kaise sumanbhabhi ne unki car me mera land chusa, us bat ke 15 20 din nikal gaye, meri bhabhi bhi unki cousin ki shadi khatam kar ke wapis aagayi, lakin sumanbhabhi ka koi msg nahi aaya, mene 1 2...
Hi friends, this Vike back with another sexual encounter. Keep your suggestions, reviews and questions coming at It was a hot and humid day, I was sitting in a bus constantly wiping my sweat. I saw a girl getting into the bus. She was wearing a crisp white shirt and a knee length black skirt and her hairs tied in a bun. I was staring at her until I noticed that she was also holding a file in her hands and I thought that there is a possibility we are going for the same job interview. My stop...
Hi everyone, this is Satish from Hyderabad, this incident happened a year ago when I went on a work to Kerala and was returning back, flight tickets and train tickets were not available so had no other choice but to book a bus ticket, so booked a ticket in a sleeper bus. I got into the bus and no one was on the bus and in another 3 stops the entire bus got filled up except the one beside me. So I just enquired with the conductor if there was anyone besides me he said that ticket got canceled...
This is not a story , It’s true story which I m going to explain you through ISS, Before Starting the story I would like to pay thanks to ISS which provide us platform to explain situations of our life. My name is VIJJU not Khan , my mail id is and I live in NCR. , My height 5’9” and athletic body structure and my dick size 6.5”. Now not wasting more time I m coming to the story. I basically belongs to East UP for Job Now in NCR It happened when I changed my rental room to another location ,...
Iss ke sabhi pathako ko mera namaskar.Mera nam rajesh hai aur sabhe mujhe pyar se raj kahte hai.Meri age 23 hai waight 64 ur hight 5″9 hai.Mera land 8″lamba aur 3″mota hai.Mai u.P rahta hu.Agar koi u.P ki girl mujhse chudwana cahti ho to mujhe call ya email kare my id aur mera number hai chudai ek dam secret rahege. Ab mai apne story par ata hu. Bat aaj se karib 13 month purani hai anjali jiski age 19 year hai uske sexy lips.Katil jawani,bhari hue gand aur mote mote boobs kisi ka bhe land ko...
Hi everyone, this is Ric here to share a story of my innocent friend Anjali and me. So let me tell you something about myself I am born and raised in Goa yes the land of sun, sun, beaches and bikinis. I am a regular guy having a normal size dick but I have a good stamina. Mail me at The heroine of my sex story is my innocent friend Anjali her figure is 36DD 30 36 she is a voluptuous babe. Fucking her was a just heavenly and I always loved women who have a curves.We were friends on Facebook...
Hi Friends, I am a regular reader of this site and today let me entertain you guys with one incident that happened with me. I am a working professional and stay in Bangalore. My Name is Aks. This is my story with a girl in my office. Her name is Anjali. We both joined the same company as fresher’s and were in the same training batch. Bangalore was a new city for both of us and soon we became good friends. After few months in job I bought a bike and then we used to roam around in my bike. We...
Hello dost, mera naam Anjali Yadav hai aur main ek NRI hun. Main peshe se ek model hun. Main jab 14 saal ki thi tab mere maa-baap aur bade bhai ki ek car accident mein maut ho gayi thi. Mujhe aur meri chhoti behen ko meri vidhwa bhabhi ne akele pala hai. Aur iske liye main hamesha unki shukr-guzaar rahungi. Main ab India mein nahi rehti par meri bhabhi aur baki ke logo se milne aati rehti hun. Mere 12 bachche hai lekin apne work ki wajah se abhi bhi fit hun. Jis din se , uss din se mere andar...
Hello everyone, I hope everyone enjoyed my last story in which I seduced and fucked my bhabhi Kirti in Melbourne. My name is Sunny and I am here with another story which happened with a friend of mine yesterday. After posting my story, I got a few emails and I thank everyone who got to me. In these emails, I got a mail from a familiar name. The name was Anjali. I thought she would be my friend Anjali but there was less than 1% chance. Anjali was fair toned and 5ft 3in tall. She had sexy curves...
By : Amitsexlover Hi friends my name is Amit I am from Jaipur, Rajasthan and now staying in Tamil nadu without wasting your time I will start my story in Hindi ab aap apna lund or chut sambhal ke rakhiye q ki jaldi he aap garam hone wale h ye baat aaj se 3 saal purani h mai 1st yr mai tha sex karne ki kuch jyada he icha thi par pehli gf se mera break up ho gaya tha so bus muth mar kar he kaam chalana padta tha fir meri friendship anjali naam ki ladki se hui vo kolkata se thi thode dino mai...
Hey there! Anoop here I must confess that this site is a marvelous place for people like me to share my experience and read experience of other people. I believe we people have tabooed sex a lot and I mean sex is for enjoyment. Okay so enough of off topic discussion here I go I am 20year old student studying BSE. My story is basically when I was in my early teens I used to go to tuition to this Sir. He was our family friend and I was poor in math so my parents requested him to teach me. He had...
The obsession started when I was just a boy. I would be in the bathroom, brushing my teeth or getting ready for the day in some fashion, and Mother would just waltz on in. She’d hike her skirt, or pull down her pants, plop herself down on the toilet, and pee, as if it were perfectly natural to do that in front of her young son. Finished, she would smile, wipe, and wash her hands, often giving me a peck on the cheek as she left. She did this right up till the day she left us for another man,...