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Hi All, this is MMY. This is my first story ever though I’ve been following Indian sex stories for a very long time. I am a resident of Hyderabad and now into my own business. I am 35 years old male and have had my share of fun and frolic time and again. You may contact me on
Off the many fun filled incidence’s I’ve had, this one is special to me because it involves the lady I’ve known for many years and have come to liking and lusting for her all throughout. She is my neighbor and a mother of 1 beautiful little princess. My lady lust is now in her early 30’s but looks not more than 25 year old damsel with a figure of 36C 29 35 (to die for). We’ve known each other since the time she got married and moved into our neighborhood a few years back and ever since she has been my lady lust.
I am a person who loves kids a lot and Poo (as I call her, my lady lust) & I started becoming thick friends after the birth of the little princess. I used to visit her almost daily evening to spend time with the little princess and thus Poo and I grew to be thick friends. Over a period of time, she started feeding the baby whilst we sat on the couch in the living room and chatting and I started stealing glances of her round and enlarged boobs now and then. There were moments where I had also seen her puffed nipples while the baby would suckle on them and sleep. I always used to have a severe hard on seeing this and Poo used to enjoy my sorry state and keep giving naughty smirks.
One day while I was at her place and her husband out of town for work, she started with her naughty smirks and I couldn’t resist any further and I asked her:
Me: You love teasing me, don’t you?
Poo: Really? Am I teasing you?
Me: Yes you are, moreover you are the reason form my sorry state and on top of that you give this naughty smiles and looks, you have no clue what goes on inside me.
Poo: Oh my my, so tell me what goes on inside you. I have no clue.
Me: Don’t act as if you don’t know, you make me sweat and….
Poo: And what?
Me: I go mad
Poo: Why do you go mad?
Me: You make me go mad, I wish I could become that child for some time
She laughed a lot and ran her hands on my hair, very naughty she looked and said, “who and what is stopping you from being that child”
I couldn’t believe what I just heard and who was I to stop, I galloped on this opportunity, exposed her other breast and started sucking on her puffed nipples which were long, erected and dark brown in color. Her boobs were soft, spongy yet firm and full of milk. As I started sucking on her nipples and pressing her left boob, milk started flowing and I relished both the taste of her milk and the feel of her boob.
As I did that, she started moaning and held my head with her free hand and pressed me onto her breast more. The baby had by now slept in her mother’s lap. I very carefully picked the baby, took her to the bedroom and placed her in the cradle. Poo also followed me. No sooner did I place the baby in the cradle, I pounced on Poo and made her sit on the bed, removed her blouse and red laced bra completely and started playing with her boobs, alternating my sucking and pressing / massaging her boobs one after the other. She had by now started moaning loudly.
After my content fully playing and sucking of her boobs, I shifted my attention to her luscious rosy lips. We started the war of tongues while my right hand was kneading her breast and left had was massaging her thighs and pelvic area over her saree and at the same time lifting her saree too. She had her hands placed over my crotch and pressing n kneading my erected dick over my pants and trying to open the zipper with her other hand. I helped her by unbuckling my belt, unbuttoned my pants and removed both the pants and the brief in a jiffy freeing my completely erected dick for her to relish and play with.
I then made her stand and she helped me remove her last few remaining clothes while I kissed her rosy lips. We were now both naked and our kissing continued and her hands started playing with my dick and balls, squeezing and pulling at it and giving me a wonderful hand job. I told her that your lips will feel better than your hands on my dick to which she said she has never done this nonetheless she kissed my member and that ran shivers in my body, both of us were high and moaning.
I then made her sit on the edge of the bed and spread her legs to have a cherished look as her clean shaved pussy moist with her juices and immediately flicked my tongue on her pink puckered vertical lips. This made her moan even more loudly saying “what are you doing to me, making me crazy. I have never experienced this before and you are sending me to a different world.” Hearing this, I was totally encouraged and excited and now I started sucking her engorged clit and biting and pulling on her flabby labia with my teeth. This was enough for her to squirt her first orgasm.
A burst of both her juices and her moans filled my mouth and ears. I did not stop at that because I understand a women’s anatomy and hence I continued with my sucking, biting, flicking on her love treasure with added pleasure of my fingers in her pussy, sending her to a state of trance. Waves after waves she kept coming for close to 10 / 15 mins until she could take it no more and was on the verge of crashing. The nonstop orgasmic pleasure that she had made her breathe, sweat, pant profusely and she had to fall back on the bed to catch up with her breath and rest for a while.
In the meantime, I came up to her and started playing with her boobs, flicking and pinching her nipple with one hand and the other in my mouth. No sooner did she catch up with her breath, she pulled my face up to hers and gave me a very passionate kiss and while doing so, played with my shaft up and down and I had my finger in a very wet pussy. I was leaking my pre cum and she licked if off her hands to taste a salty love juice of mine.
I slowly moved up her, while continuing to kiss her and teased her with my dick over the vertical of her pussy and slowly, cherishing every moment, started entering and moving inside her till I could go in no longer. I was all the way inside her and she moaned aloud along with me as we both felt the heavenly bliss of skin inside skin, the warmth, the wetness. My member was throbbing inside her and she could feel it all the way unto her womb.
I stayed still for a while feeling her inside and her moans with her eyes closed and calling out my name. Eventually, after a few mins I started moving in and out very slowly making both of us feel the moment of love and lust. I kept kissing her lips, kneading her boobs all the while. I also moved my attention to her neck, shoulders, armpits and hips with my kisses while cherishing the awesomeness of being inside her, moving and throbbing.
All this while she kept having her orgasms one after the other, loosing count of the number of times she came. Sometime later when she couldn’t take it anymore and needed to catch up with her breath, she asked me to stop. I did, but my shaft buried deep inside her, I stopped moving. I was only throbbing inside her and kissing her on her neck and chest and boobs and nipples which she regained her energies. Rejuvenated, she flipped me over and can on top with my dick deep inside her. She straightened her hair and the view was terrific. Her hands on her hair trying to tie a bun, armpits clean and wet with my saliva, breast risen. A view that I will never forget. I immediately rose and kneaded her boobs and licked her armpits. This made her totally wild and started riding me like a bull in rage.
This sent me to the edge and I started ramming her from below and the moment came. The moment where we both were breathless, where we both were moaning and grunting, where we both lost our vision and sense of the world around us. And we came. Came heavily. Her juices gushing our on my shaft and thighs. My load deep inside her in spurts after spurts like a canon firing nonstop. It took us almost 10 mins to subside. She fell on me panting, I held her in my arms lovingly, kissing her forehead and cheeks, running my hands on her hair while my shaft still inside her throbbing and sleeping. We remained like this for another few mins after which she rolled on my right and hugged and kissed me ever so lovingly. We could feel each other heartbeats.
We then got up, freshened up taking a shower together, washing and cleaning each other. Got dressed, cuddled and kissed and spoke for some time. I then went back home for a while only to return back to my lady lust to spend an eventful night with her.
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My girlfriend and I have always been a little kinky. We liked to tie each other up every now and then. We both enjoyed it every time we did it. I didn't realize that it was only the start of something that would land me in the position I am in now, on my knees dressed in a slutty skirt and panties with makeup and a wig, taking her friend's dick in my ass while I ate another guy's cum out of her freshly fucked pussy.I guess it all started a few months back on my birthday. I had wanted to fuck my...
Homework at Big Sur Even with determination, it was hard not to think of the brainy, beautiful woman with whom I had suddenly fallen in love. Who happened to be my lab partner. Eric wandered in and suggested that Lisbeth and I could move on, while others filled in more blanks on the trail of the copper problem. We followed to his office and sat around the small conference table. ‘Xilent needs a new direction. We’ve made a ton of money off the original design, but the market is saturated,...
Chapter 1 – She Knew Chips I was having coffee with Professor Harrington in the Packard building lounge. John and I were going over a few fine points in my master’s thesis. After several months of heavy grinding, it was going to press in a day or two. Both of us were a little tense, because it was really a small research paper on a new technique for epitaxial deposition and had been accepted for peer reviewed publication. Our names were on it, and both of us wanted to make sure we had fully...
You walk up the path to Bradley and Jenny's house, bottle of wine in hand. You're wearing a little black dress that reveals slightly more cleavage and leg than societal norms would normally allow. This is for Bradley's benefit. It's his birthday. You've lusted after Bradley Lambert for ages, but he's in a relationship with Jenny and she's one of your good friends. So you would never make a move on him. But you know that he likes it when you flirt or tease him, and it excites you to do it....
As you require, I am naked, kneeling in the centre of the room, knees apart, hands on the back of my head. I am on complete display, for your eyes only. I hear you come up the stairs, in no hurry. You know that I will be doing just what you have instructed, so why rush? Finally, you open the door and come into the room and walk over to stand in front of where I wait, for your pleasure. “Those knees should be wider, slut, you know that,” you order. Chastised I spread my legs wider, completely...
BDSMYou get home from work early, and go immediately home to kick back on the couch and watch some TV. Little do you know, I'm already home as well. You enter the bedroom just in time to see me shrug off my shirt. My back is to you, so you assume that I don't know you're there. As you watch, my hand drifts over my breast and caresses my tender nipple through my bra. I let out a breathy moan and move my hand even lower. From behind me, you can't see exactly where my hand is going but knowing that...
Straight SexThe morning was a cold one. I stand outside waiting your arrival. The sun barely peaking up over the mountains out east. I breathe in deep and it sends shivers up and down my body, goosebumps rise and nipples harden. I had missed you. The thoughts of our previous encounters race through my head, making me wet, increasing the urge to just take you over the second I see you, but I must resist. You told me just before I came outside to meet you that I wasn't to speak a word or move until I was...
My email to Cheryl was simple: “Meet me for lunch?” Hers read: “Lunch, or …?” I replied: “Lunch and a walk in our park.” She responded: “Lunch, walk, and then …?” I couldn’t deny she tickled me. “And then I send you home, dearest.” “What about …?” she replied. “We don’t always have to …” I responded. “I just want to see you.” “All right,” she conceded. “Meet you at 11.” It has been five days since we had consummated our relationship in the hotel. Her huge sunglasses didn’t fool me this time. I...
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