Nandita To Nandini
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My mom works for a corporate firm and she has been supporting our family ever since she was married. My dad travels mostly on business. I have just entered collage and have difficulties with relationships.
There are times when I feel disgusted about the fact of me still being a virgin. I have had girls in my arms but none to my bed. I crave badly for my arousing sexual desires to be satisfied. I am sure, time had been bad until very last week.
Last week on the Wednesday, I was home after college playing online. My phone rang and it was mom calling me. I picked up and answered the call to know my mom was planning to go shop in the mall as she had a team dinner planned at her office. I requested mom to buy me a new pair of shoes as well.
Mom’s answer was not that convincing as she said, “I don’t know your choice well”. I asked if I could meet her at the mall and she can pay for what I choose. Mom agreed and asked me to meet her at the mall.
I was at the mall and we met. Mom went to the ladies clothing section and I strolled though the men’s shoes section. I picked up a pair after much digging and had it sent to billing counter. I waited for more than an hour without any clue as to where mom was. I called her after much awaiting.
Mom picked up the phone and asked me to reach women’s wear trial room section. I without any hesitation reached. I was waiting on the bench aside looking at girls staring at me while they went in and out of the trial room.
My momma walked by and sat next to me with a disheartened face. Upon me asking, mom told me that she had not found anything suitable which she can wear for her office outing. I asked mom if I could help. Mom with an ‘OK’ face said a yes.
We both started to walk by the racks and standees with display of so many clothes. I led her to the western-wear section where I started to glance through every available design.
I reached to the women’s dress lot where I found a lovely fabric brush on my hand. I stopped immediately and pulled it out of the lot. It was still in hanger, a knee-length dress made of velvet. It was a blue coloured dress with a pearl belt attached to it.
I asked mom if she liked it. Her eyes wide open she said, “It is a little too sassy for my age”. I convinced my mom to try it and not let age judge anything.
My mom was 43. My dad was out of town. Mom shopped mostly alone. This very first time, I was with her. I had a chance to suggest her to try something new. She usually wore silk shirts with knee-length bottoms to her work. She never tried anything different.
As mom reluctantly walked to the changing room with the blue dress in her hand, I was standing behind watching her. Her bottom swayed in air polluting my mind. For the first time ever, I was eyeing my own mom’s butt and was thinking dirty in mind. I had to immediately get into my senses and realise what I was thinking.
But little did I know my craving for sexual desires had crossed boundaries and I was willing to loose my virginity to anyone. I sat on the bench waiting for my mom while she was trying her dress inside the trial room.
My mind raced with contemplating thoughts about my mom’s beauty. As much as I avoided, my imagination went deeper and stronger. I was sitting with my legs crossed and felt a bulge on my pants. I was feeling restless while the images of my mom wearing that dress passed my mind. I was filing a pleasure in guilt.
Little did I know, I should take help from my own mom to satisfy the needs I craved for. As I sat on the bench imagining things I had come to decide that no one can help me better at this point other than my own mother.
The decision had made me a beast. I had pumped my blood into my brain. My cock grew hard with every passing thought. I was feeling way too chained. I couldn’t think of anything else.
Next fraction of a second, I heard door knob unlock. I heard my mom calling my name. I was back to my senses while I stood up and started walking towards the inside of the changing section.
Four small cabins with doors and mirrors inside them were all locked except the last one towards the end of the wall. The door was semi-open. I called out loud ‘mom’.
I heard her voice from the last cabin. As I moved closer and closer, I saw the door slowly open. I moved every step with a corrupted mind.
I stood in front of the door while mom was still inside the cabin. I saw her from her back while she was adjusting her dress. She saw me from the mirror in front of her and shy away her eyes off me. Her fumbling voice very soft, asked me, “What do you think?”
I have seen my mom many a times showing off her thighs and some cleavage from time to time. All that glimpse had never made an impact in anyway. But this time, when I saw mom wearing that blue velvet dress hugging her body so tight and fit, I could not stop my eyes wandering on her.
Her hips were right. Her butts were in shape. Mom’s eyes were shying away and pointing the floor. I moved slowly step by step closer towards the cabin. I watched my mom drop her hands from her chest to her sides.
I stood exactly near the door and slowly uttered, “Mom, you look beautiful”. Mom looked into the mirror and straight into my eyes. Our eyes locked, I stepped closer indie the cabin and smiled at her.
Mom couldn’t resist but blush. Her chile was wide, her eyes wide open locked on mine. She had silence. My lips parted to speak the truth. I watched her from closer than a feet. The room was filled with her body scent. It was warm. I had my mind racing about pervert thoughts. I asked her, “How do you feel, mom?”
Mom replied softly, “I think, I feel good”. I told her that she looked beautiful. Her smile widened. Her face turned pink. She turned slowly towards me while she adjusted her dress again.
I couldn’t hold anymore. My thoughts had me crazy. My blood had gushed into my cock. I was hard imagining things. I rushed to hug her.
As my hands landed on her hips, I felt mom’s hip lush and fill right in my hands. My face was close to her. Mom was shocked. She pushed me away and scratched my face! She was surely angry.
Little did I know I had to stop. I grabbed her hands and pushed her to the mirror. The sound was loud. We paused for a moment wondering if we would be questioned? None to our luck.
Mom was fighting to free her hands. I freed her. I locked the cabin while we were inside. She was pushing me away and was filled with tears. I could see the shock rushing to her brain. Her body had slow breaths.
I saw how slowly her chest rose while she breathed. The velvet dress mom wore was snugging her breasts and had it all decorated her. The room we were had become hot. Our bodies were close and we were sweating.
I saw mom sweat on her neck, her sweat slowly running down her neck hiding between her cleavage. I couldn’t wait any longer. I moved closer and kissed her neck.
I had my hands hold her hips tightly and let my lips suck her neck. I didn’t allow her hands free. Her neck swayed as I kissed her, her hands were loosening with every kiss of mine. My lips had reached close to hers. Inches away from her lips, I saw her eyes close and felt her hot breath on my face.
I could feel her legs close and her thighs brush tight. I had my lips placed on my mom’s lips. My lips part as she let her lips allow me to suck on her. My hands had let her free. Her hands were stuck to the wall.
I didn’t waste a minute more, I grabbed mom and turned her towards the mirror. We both faced the mirror and our eyes were staring at each other. I squeezed her hips on her clothes and put my hands on her back. I made her bend. Mom was clueless until that moment about my wishes.
As mom bent down while her hands rested on the mirror, I lifted her dress up to reveal her milky white thighs. I sat down on my knees and kissed her slowly. Her legs shivered with my lips brushing on her.
She spread her legs as my tongue reached her higher on thighs. I could smell her now. Her ‘temple’ filled with juices waited for me to worship her.
My mom had lost control of the situation. She slid her panties off her and pushed my head on to her mound. My lips felt her hot juices. My tongue rubbing and licking had tasted my mom’s juice. Wet was my mouth.
I stood up. My hard dick was throbbing and slagging in the air. I held it in my hand as I spread my mom’s legs and tried to slide it in her.
Mom with her hand helped me. Little did I know her liking. Mom held my hand and slowly guided it until I felt a hole so tight.
My skin parted gently as I slid it inside her ass. I felt so lovely as my mom’s hand was wrapped around my cock while she took me in. Her ass swayed and swallowed my cock deep inside until I had lost control. I was in and out of my mom’s asshole, and feeling her hot body spread lust all into my brain.
I held her ass firm and drilled her hard until we heard the next cabin go silent. We were worried.
My mom’s loud moans had made the next cabin go silent. I didn’t stop, I had my juices fill my mom’s ass and as it overflew I used her pantie to wipe it off. My mom had her sweaty body wiped with her old clothes and change back into the same.
We rushed out of the trial room without leaving any clue. My mom bought the dress I liked and wore it to her office outing.
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The Trial My wife of 2 years and I are very fortunate because we are financially independent. Neither of us will ever have to work. We are very sexually active with each other and are always trying to experiment. One day we watched a movie that showed a guy being transformed into a female and how he/she adapted to living as a woman. During the movie Mandy took out my dick and began to play with it. She said that the thought of my swapping sex turned her on so much. We had to stop the...
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Dan had a trial in the morning. He had to figure out how to defend some stupid kid who broke into an old woman's apartment and then got conked over the head with a frying pan. But it might as well have been him on trial, sitting in that chair next to the judge, trying to explain to his wife and three sons how he violated the same rules he had imposed on them. Dan tilted his head back and rubbed his eyes. It was late, past two in the morning. The rest of the house was asleep and he was alone...
Below a new set of real life stories about a beautiful hot Brazilian women Fernanda, nick name Peituda Safada.You can meet her at the strip-club Rota96 in Curitiba Brazil!Fernanda & Paulla entertaining a guy.I had sex 2 days ago with together another dancer from the club:An american guy wants see how 2 girls do lesbian sex.He orders us to put out all clothes, only we must wear our shoesAfter that we must kissing. He wants see how our tongue goes deep in each other mouth .We must play by...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
Dosto mera naam ranvijay hai meri age 21 years hai aur main chandigarh rehta hu aur ek middle class family se belong krta hu.. Meri family main bs 3 members hain papa mummy aur main..Mummy ka naam sapna hai aur unki age us wqt 40 years thi..Aur meri munmy dekhne main bhut sunder hai..Kisi ka bi un par dil aa jaye…Pr wo kisi se faltu baat nhi krti…Society ke ladke bi un par line marte hain pr wo sbko ignore kr deti hai.. Wo pajami suit aur kbi kbi kisi functon main saree pehan leti hai…Unki...
Note – When I wrote the story, my aim was to make it as realistic as possible and that is the reason why I ended up making it so long. But all the stuff really builds up to this story making it more erotic. Please read it until the end, you’ll enjoy it a lot. (Stuff starts to happen after half the story, so don’t stop midway) My email is – if you want to drop any suggestions. This story happened 2 years ago when I was in South Dakota doing my Masters in Science. I was a keen student back when...
IncestThis is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
"It's 5 bucks if you want it!" I was in the second hand store, on my way home from high school on a Friday afternoon. I stared at the small chest in front of me. It looked really old, like at least 100 years old. But it was locked, and didn't have a key. So buying it was a gamble, and five dollars is a lot of money for a student. But I fancied my lock-breaking skills, and there was a small chance that something valuable was inside, or that the chest itself was valuable once the lock...
Prologue: Hi guys, always had a feeling that my fascination with incest stories cropped from the sightings I initially had to encounter during my childhood watching the illicit couplings of my mom and grandpa in our ancestral home and later on mom with my dad’s elder brother after Grandpa passed away. We basically are a family of 3(mom, dad and myself) living in our Grandpa’s home in Hyderabad, India. Dad was always away from home as part of his job, he used to come home only for 3 days a...
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