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Hi readers, I am new to ISS.I Have been reading this site for 5 years, now decided to share my experiences for you. My name is Aswathy, call me achu. 27 year old hot sexy lady. My figure is 39-26-38, little heavy.
Now going to share story of my first group sex, that gave me courage to enter into the world of group sex. This is happened 9 years back when I was 18, just after our marriage. And I became pregnant after it, and gave birth to a child. I don’t know whose child is it. But mu husband, Shashi thinks that it is his child.

It was a Sunday evening, and I was back from my friend’s home on my scooty. Her home was almost 60 km away, and it was harthal on that day. That why I dared to take my scooty that distance. My husband was away for a business tour. So I was alone. Since I had my scooty, I dared to be late from her home. It was already 6 ‘o’ clock. I was just on a speed of 40 kmph. So I calculated that I may reach home by 7.30pm, which is not a problem. But suddenly it started raining.

Since it was a sunny day in the morning, I had not taken my rain coat. Since I have to keep my timing, I decided to go on and expected the rain to stop soon. The highway was deserted already. The rain caused it to be really deserted. There was no building, no people there, except some heavy vehicles passing rarely. I felt some fear but ride the two wheeler. The rain has reduced my speed to almost 20kmph. The rain was getting heavy and I was almost drenched in it. The wind was really making me shiver which again slowed down me.
Due to the rain it made difficult to ride.

So I have to find a place where I can stand without drenching until the rain ends. But there were no buildings. So I went on. There was strong wind and a tree has fallen down on the road blocking my way. It was my bad luck. I cursed the day and turned the scooty back. I have to find another way to bypass the block. I rid it back a lot. I think it was almost an hour passed from my start. Since my friend left her home to town I was unable to go back and settle there. At last I found another way parallel to the road. It was a much more deserted way. I had fear in me. But I was hungry, since it was almost 7.45. 4 hours passed from tea and I was much more afraid of the cold that may get. So I have to take that way. It went on and I realized that I had taken the wrong way. But I had very little fuel left that was not sufficient to get the main road, so I was unable to go back. Then I decided to go on so that I can find a building and settle there today. I exactly don’t know how much time I driven. I was afraid to look at the watch.. The rain was disappeared, the scooty has stopped as I expected. It has no mare drop of petrol to move an inch.

I stood there for a few time. It was complete darkness I stood in the light of my cell phone It had no coverage I thought someone passing by may notice this light and come near me and help me. But it never happened. As I charged my phone in the morning and was using it since now, its battery became empty and switched off. Now I was in complete darkness in an unfamiliar, deserted place. I was trembling. I was hungry also. I knew it is difficult take scooty with me. So I locked it and started to walk in the darkness. I had no other way. Once I fell down and lost my duppatta. I never mind it. I was running. Two times fell down, I may have ran another 15 minutes. I found a small shop with some light. I was delighted like hell. I ran to it I entered there. There was no one there.

I disappointed a lot But there was fire burning on stove. I approached it and seated near to it since I was shivering with cold. Then I found some meat curry in one corner. I began to eat it. Had it completely. It was 9.30 by then. Then I heard some noise and suddenly tube light was on. I shocked by this and cried aloud. Then I found a man, standing near switch smiling. He was the shop keeper. He looked almost a 55 years and was in a lunki. I felt ashamed of crying. But his noble smile was comfortable so I felt a lot happy to see a man, who can help me. I stood up, only then I realized that how much wet I was. In that bright white light, my light yellow, thin, low cut, sleeve less top was stick to my body and exhibiting my nude body.

I had not wore a bra, this shown my nipples too. I looked at his eyes, he now had a sexy smile, He was looking at my water melons and I saw a tent on his lunki. I felt uncomfortable. But he has my father’s age and was alone. So I was not afraid. I stayed there. I had no other way. I told him the whole story. . He said he can help me and gave me a shirt, lunki of his and shown me a room and asked me to change. It was my need. So I readily obeyed him. Enter the room and closed the door Then only I notice the bottles there. It was a local bar, desi bar. Any way I had no other way other than believing Muthu. I removed my top and bottom. I also removed my panty because it was also wet. And I was completely naked. I took the lunki. It had smell of semen.

I thought he might have masturbated on it. This thought aroused me. I smelled it again and again. It was a fragrance. I enjoyed it. I was standing facing the door so that if Muthu tries something I should prevent it and was cautious. I was smelling it again and fingering my pussy. Suddenly a hand was on shoulders. I turned with fear. I was shocked to see Muthu. Then only I noticed a small door on the other side which was kept open. He was observing me. I stood in shock naked. He keeping the other hand on the other shoulder said “Oh! So you that much love the smell of semen?” I uttered nothing. Instead, tried to cover my melons with one hand and, cover my pussy with other. He had a devilish smile now and continued,”Don’t act now. I knew you like semen. And badly want a cock looking at my pussy.” Only then I knew that my fingers are still inside it.

I suddenly pulled them out. He added “So, If you like semen, I will give you. The lunki has old semen. I will give you fresh, warm. Because I have promised you that I will help you. I know you want this help”. He pulled me to him. Now I told him” No. Please… Do not do this to me.” I resisted. But at this age also he was strong enough to overcome my resistance. He placed his lips on mine and started sucking them, preventing me from crying aloud. Within a minute I was on him and I was tired, so slowly my resistance died. Slowly by 10 minutes smooch I was hot and now I too started co-operating now he removed his lunki with one hand and his dick, 7 inch was standing like a gun. Even at that condition, I was unable to take my eyes back.

I stared at it. He saw this I was always font of big dicks. So I decided to enjoy the fuck. But Muthu had other plans. He suddenly stopped forcing me and started pinching my nipples. I was eagerly waiting for the cock. But it never touched my pussy. I started to feel irritated. He was busy with my nipples. So I asked” Ok… You can fuck me. But don’t rape me.”. He said I won’t fuck you”. “Why. You must” the reply was spontaneous from me. Hearing this he again smiled.

He walked away without answering me. By his pinching, the smell of semen and scene of dick, I was hot like hell. I was expecting a hard fuck and all gone in wane, I disappointed, I don’t know why. I pleaded to fuck me. But he never replied. But he returned with a bottle of whisky. I now again prayed to give me a fuck. I hold his hand and placed on my cunt and said “Please, Muthu sir, fuck me. I will give u whatever you want. You promised me to help. Please help this pussy to relief from its itch. Please… This bitch really wants a hot fuck… This pussy really loves your dick… Let it eat your monster tool…please” I uttered…by this time he have gulped two pegs and gave me the bottle. Now he ordered me” So, u nasty bitch you want my cock, ok if you want it drink this.” I have never had liquor before. But I decided to drink it. Because, I was fell in love with his dick.

I took the bottle and started drinking it, dry, I don’t know how I managed, any way I drank, almost half of the bottle. May be, 4-5 pegs. He now ordered” Good girl, okay whore, on your knees” I was already on my knees. He came with the shaft. As soon as it was near my face, I grabbed it by my tongue and took it in my mouth. I was licking and sucking it like a bitch. It was big, but I circled it. Tool the balls in my mouth and played. Again I took deep sucks. He was fucking my mouth. Slowly he started moaning “ahhh fuck,,, suck it…….bitch,,ahahahhhhhhhhhahahhhah”. It continued for a twenty minutes and he cummed and peed in my mouth. I was on the alcohol and drank it along with another gulp of whisky.

Now he took me in his hands and again started kissing me. This time his fingers were in my pussy. He started fingering them and I was in seventh heaven. I slowly closed my eyes. He was still fingering… almost 5 minutes I think, I felt he was walking, cool breeze was touching my body… but I never mind it and tightly closed my eyes and enjoyed it. Now some sounds of men were hearing and I without opening my eyes asked “Muthuvetta who is there? Who is talking”, He said, “It’s for you, baby”,, and suddenly he opened a door and thrown me into it. The sounds were coming from there. I with a shock opened my eyes…

I saw a lot of drunkard fellows in the room around me. Muthu entered the room and closed the door. They may be 10 or twelve. I don’t know. They were already naked. And me, a single lady, completely naked with those unfamiliar guys. I tried to cover my boobs. But it was of no use. They were waiting for me. I guess the guys are Muthu’s daily customers and he had informed them about me when I was changing my dress. They were already on me. One forcefully held my arms wide apart. Now my huge tanks were widely exposed to them and all were staring at it some came near and started licking it. Muthu told “Don’t resist bitch, this is what my help is. Not just a cock, 12 cocks to eat”. He laughed. I was hearing this.

Already 3 were on me. One held my hands. Two licking and squeezing my boobs. By a minute I was hot again and pussy was wet like a well. Juice was flowing out. Muthu saw this and ordered “Bitch needs the fuck, let me complete my job”. Two from the group came and hold my legs apart, now it was wide open and Muthu came started licking my clitorises, twisted, licked and sucked… made me hottest and I came in his mouth.. Now he stood up and made bent me down to his monster I was sucking it. Now another one, I can’t see him, started licking and fingering my pussy. Another two came and started licking my asshole.

Think of 9 men working on me simultaneously. I had 2-3 orgasms within five minutes. Muthu also came. Everybody was on alcohol. Another 5 mins passed similar with including other 3 people. I had 3 more orgasms. I was exhausted. But I was still horny. Muthu told “You whore. Still horny”. Someone told “She will be satisfied only with a gang rape” I was trembled hearing this and told “Please don’t rape me, I am ready for whatever you say.” Then Muthu told, “Don’t rape her, she will die. So let’s make a group of 3. These 3 fuck her together.

All for group can have her one after another”. This idea was agreed by all. They formed groups of three. First it was Muthu group. Group one. The next problem was among the three who should fuck me where? Solution was found out by Muthu himself. He declared “each in the group will be sucked by our whore. Who cums quick will fuck in her mouth, the second will in her asshole and who cums last her pussy”. Now Muthu cummed first, I again swallowed it, next it was an auto driver in my ass and last a rowdy in my pussy.

I was being fucked in all 3 holes together. Rowdy’s dick was very thick and was almost tearing my pussy apart. Also my ass. I cried aloud for seconds. But was prevented by Muthu’s huge dick. In 2-3 strokes all got the rhythm and started fucking. It was heaven. They gradually increased the speed. I was to cum first…But it continued. Muthu loaded two three loads of cum on my face. Tempo increased, I again cummed, they continued. Auto drive was pinching my nipples and rowdy was kissing my neck. We were like that for a 20 mins and a Muthu loaded two three loads of cum on my face I licked it around my lip. Other two guys unloaded in respective wholes.. I was cummed 5 times in this session. Watching guys were masturbating on me. After the first session itself, had a bath in semen. A guy brought a towel and wiped me.

I was taken to bed for the next session with new group. After those remaining sessions followed. In every session, persons for respective holes were elected by the same rule. I fucked all of them. All sessions ended. We rested in the pool of semen for 30 minutes I think. I was actually lying on the body of them. My one hand was on one cock, other on another one, Mouth and pussy for third and fourth cock. My left boob with Muthu, and right with the rowdy. It was 2 ‘o’ clock morning by then. We had a new game plan; each of the 12 chose their favorite position of fucking. Each was given 20 minutes to fuck me. I was excited and the game started.. it was doggy first, my favorite, other guys were licking all over me and squeezing my boobs.

I was continuously cumming, his 20 minutes finished and he cummed in my pussy. One by one 12 of them fucked … I don’t know how many times I had orgasm. It finished by 6.30 am and all were tired. We slept in the cum together. I felt some warmth on my face and I woke up, opened my eye. I saw 12 cocks; they were pumping semen on me. It was a shower of semen. All were masturbating for me. I tasted all. The 11 one by one kissed me, said see you and left. Muthu left there, He gave me a new saree and told me to take bath. After bath I said good bye and left the house.

This incident is what changed me from a family slut to a local whore. Now also I visit Muthu’s place at least once in two months, when my hubby is away and treat his customers well. He also whenever he has some new fun calls me and experiments. Thus I am fucking him, his friends regularly Any males need partner, mail me at

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It is the early hours of Sunday morning, midsummer. A crack of sunlight pours through the window and there is a freshly cut grass smell in the air. It's that blissful split-second when you wake up and nothing matters. I lie next to my lover. My favourite place. There is nothing I like better the lying on his chest, the smell of a man, the little bit of hair, the mix of bed sweat and pure manliness. I snuggle in to his chest, wanting, yearning for his cock. I kiss his cheek, he doesn't react. I...

Sunday morning real life

This is not a story, this is as it actually happened, how we made love on Sunday morning, as requested by a friend on XH. (Jane tells the first part and Billy tells the second part).I opened my eyes slowly as I awoke. There was light behind the curtains, and I lay in a relaxed half asleep, half awake state, thinking that it was Sunday morning and there was nothing pressing to do. I could tell Billy was awake from the sound of his breathing. One of us will make the tea, normally decided by who...

Sunday night ripe pussy session

So Sunday night she came over around 11:30pm. I was already pretty tired but I honored her request to only answer the door wearing my cage. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them really hard till I was sort of bent over and said to me “I love the control you allow me to have over you.” She released a bit, but still held on to them and locked the door behind us. She led me to the bedroom by my balls but not the room we normally play in. She said we are doing this in your bed tonight. She...

SUNDAY CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON

SUNDAY- CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON A SUNDAY!So I have been pretty horny. Not allot of cock since the demise of Craigslist personals months ago. I decided it was time to hit the Adult Book Store scene. Their are 2 in the area, one in MA and one in Seabrook, NH. Last weekend I went to the bookstore in MA. It is seedy, a hit and miss ABS, which makes it even better! It is frequented by gays and marrieds, occasionally by a Tranny or CD type like me. One of the best times to go is...

Sunday porno

Hello again. This story from Ms diary relates to a Sunday when she wrote, V picked me up at ten in the morning, went to his place, straight to bed and he put a blue movie on, good fuck. As usual I like to lie next to M and ask her to tell me more while I wank myself off. She tells me that on this day her black rasta boyfriend, the skinny one with the big cock, arranged to pick her up early one Sunday morning to take her out. She said this was strange for a number of reasons, for starts where...

Sunday Sunday

Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...

Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

Sunday fun day

Every day on the way out to my office in Saddar, I past Sana Haq.We lived in the same apartment building and were neighbors, my flat was above hers. I have to say that the 5ft 3inch Chokri (babe) gave me a hard on whenever I saw her. Her well tailored shalwar Kamiz was in the height of Desi fashion. (Short, sleeveless Kamiz and shalwar stopping teasingly just above her very nicely shaped ankles)She had shoulder length black hair, slightly frizzy (jungle-bhal like this, is my favorite) a round...

Sunday Morning

For a tantalizing second it hung, suspended by the tiniest thread, a perfect teardrop, before dropping, glistening orange-amber in the morning sun. Just a second later, it splashed against tanned skin, rivulets spreading over the dark brown of a hardening nipple. I giggled and lunged forward, sucking the piece of mango out of your fingers. It was Sunday morning. Sunlight streamed through the windows and across the bed. Sunday papers were spread out amongst the rumpled sheets and our naked...

Sunday Family Dinner

It was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....

Sundays with Sultana Sharmila

The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at...

Lightning and Thunder

“Fuck. This heat is unreal.” I think to myself. The sun has been relentless today, baking the dead calm air into miles high thunderheads. I can feel the air around me growing heavier with humidity. Electricity is building in the clouds west of the pool where I’m lifeguarding. Making eight dollars an hour, sitting in a lifeguard’s chair, yelling at punky kids and developing my future age spots and wrinkles. Leaving me to wonder if this summer is going to provide anything memorable. For the...

MAU Painting the Town Pink Part 9 The First Rumble of Thunder

I stood looking at myself in the mirror in Julia's bedroom. My hair was wet from my shower, and I was wearing nothing but a pair of her white panties as I posed provocatively, rubbing my nipples and breathing fast. The panties accented my smooth female crotch delightfully, drawing my eyes, making me more excited. Julia had wanted to take a bath and change clothes before we went out for the evening, and had let me shower first, which suited me fine as I quite frankly stank after my time...

CadeChapter 31 Rolling Thunder

Sunday morning when Cade woke up, he knew it was time to get rid of his houseguests. He walked downstairs. Seth was asleep, and Cade woke him up and suggested it was time for him to leave. "I'm not going anywhere." Seth said in a tired voice. Cade resented Seth's arrogance. He realized that he didn't want to go to work on Monday and leave Seth, Annie, and Quinn home with Callie and the children. Thinking about it made his flesh crawl. "It's time for you to go," Cade said. "We have...

Teddys WorldChapter 39 Blue Thunder

When we got to Detroit we checked into the hotels where rooms were reserved for those who needed rooms. I paid for a double king-sized bedroom, my parents were my roommates to make sure no funny business went on after curfew. Our next stop was lunch at the Silverdome courtesy of Little Ceasar’s Pizza, as this was their backyard, Tomorrow was Domino’s Pizza’s turn. After we ate we were too full, but we had two hours to walk it off as the first games started in about three hours. I left the...

Sundays Tonic

Sundays afternoons are always twinged with twilight. The setting of the weekend, drawing long shadows of an impending Monday. As days of the week go it’s my least favourite, reminding me of my own middling years, overwhelmed by the dawning considerations of old age. These are symptoms that need self medicating, a gloom only cured by a specific light. My prescribed treatment? The pursuit of sexual gratification, willing or otherwise. To humiliate others distracts from my own inadequacies and...

Sunday Love SongsChapter 2

Now here I was years later listening to a Sunday morning sloppy 'lurve' programme, which was telling me she wanted to contact me again. I was not in a relationship, though I had a couple of girlfriends who were friends-with-benefits. They felt it was too early for them to be committed long term to anyone. Beth and Julie were good friends and each knew the other was sleeping with me, and I was happy as I was, who wouldn't be? I wondered what good it would do to see Nicola. Why did she...

Thunderstruck

Thunderstruck by Arcie Emm They had not been completely sober, Alex the Dropout having snuck them a twelve-pack in exchange for a six-pack of his own, when the idea had come up. And though nobody remembered exactly whose idea it was, each remembered that Dylan had drunkenly agreed to it. The next day, after sobering up, it had not taken him long to realize the idiocy of the idea. Therefore, he spent the next week protesting that there was no way that he was going to follow through....

Sunday Morning Pt 04

It was Sunday morning and Abbie was out for her morning swim. The dinner with David’s parent’s had been Thursday evening followed by a date with David on Friday night. That date was an eventful one for both. They’d gone to the local place on their side of the lake instead of the fancier restaurant with the walking path. They sat opposite the other eating their burgers and fries talking about college and the soon to start academic year. ‘The swim team meets for first work outs in ten days. I’d...

Sunday Afternoon Alone in the Dunes

Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It’s your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three...

sunday morning and the carrot

Introduction: me and my flat mate Me and my flat mate 1- Sunday morning and the carrot. She is really cute. So thin, so blonde. With her athletic body and two little tits, always going around the house wearing just a thong. I am a 36 years old woman, and first days I didnt like this 22 years old waitress, but I need to share my flat bills! She moved here a week ago and this morning she is so happy cause its Sunday and she doesnt work. However, she woke up early as always. I guess she likes I...

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning Sunday morning. Didn’t want to get out of bed, but I knew I had to. I worked night shift last night and my head ached. Pretty sure I would have to work my second job today. Night shift at the mill, and part-time at a salon, of all things. But work was work, and I needed the money bad. Owed a lot of money, plus trying to get my little brother through school. Phone rang at 10:30. Caller ID said it John, the salon owner. I answered. John told me come in at 12:30. I have a customer...

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