Ek Taraf Choti wali Ek Taraf Badi Wali
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Filmy Hi, this is Azhar from Gujarat . The incident I am about to narrate took place a few
years back. A middle aged lady used to come and collect the laundry clothes for washing/ironing from our house every day. One day however she fell from the stairs and fractured her leg. Her son and daughter-in-law were summoned from the village to take care of her and her business till such time that she could resume her duties. Initially her son came to collect the clothes for a few days, but later it was her daughter-in-law who collected and delivered the washed
clothes back to our house.
The daughter-in-law was a girl-woman not more than 20 years of age. She had a voluptuous figure, big breasts with a deep cleavage, very fair in complexion, pleasant features and a ready smile. She used to wear saris, always covering her head with the palloo. She also wore lots of jeweler and used orange sindoor on the parting of her hair (the sign of a married woman) that ladies from Uttar Pradesh usually do. She was a sight for sore eyes when she used to come into our building for collecting the clothes.
All the male servants used to line up at the gate to ogle at her as she walked past with her swaying hips and lowered eyes. She was always dressed up conservatively, covering up all her assets, but one could make out her flirtatious nature from her ready smile and the mischievous glint in her eyes whenever she raised them and looked back at you. I first came face to face with her and her flirtatious nature when she came to my house to return the washed clothes. No one was at home, so I opened the door and found her sitting outside my door sorting out the clothes of various houses.
I saw that her palloo was loose and had ballooned from the top exposing her breasts to my warm gaze. I stared at her large breasts and the deep cleavage between them and felt something stir in my shorts. By the time she had sorted out the clothes I had a raging erection which I tried to hide by putting my hand in my pocket and pressing my erection down. However when she was handing me the clothes she looked up and saw me ogling her breasts. She made no move to cover up and just handed me the clothes calmly.
I however had to use both my hands to take the neatly folded bundle of clothes and as she was sitting on the ground she could plainly see the erection which was making a tent in front of my shorts. She smiled mischievously at me and asked “You want something else”. I said ” there is not one at home”. She interrupted me with ” That is why I am asking you”. Speechless at her double meaning talk, I just shook my head and closed the door. After this first encounter I again met her after a week on the stair way as
I was coming up after parking my car in the basement of the building. She was carrying a large bundle of clothes and we met on the narrow stairway. I stood side ways to let her pass. Instead of putting the bundle between us and going past me, she put the bundle on her back and brushed past me sideways. This way her breasts were rubbed against my chest. When she came opposite me she looked up into my eyes with that maddening glint and flirtatious smile and asked me how I was.
I was surprised by this sudden greeting as here we were standing with our respective chests rubbing against each other and I mumbled a reply and rushed past her. I could hear her giggling behind my back as I felt my ears becoming red from the embarrassing situation. Our third encounter was in the lift. Here again she had a bundle of clothes in her hand and I was already in the lift when she entered it. I pressed myself in the corner to make room for her. Once again she put the bundle on the other side and stood next to me with her side pressed against my front.
We were standing in the back of the lift and there were others also who entered after us but were facing away from us towards the door of the lift. This time she purposely pulled her palloo aside and pulled out her money purse which she had placed inside her blouse and started counting the money in it. I could not resist ogling her melons just ten inches below my nose. I once again developed a huge erection, but could not do anything about it as we were too tightly packed in the lift.
She however could feel my erection as her hand on my side was pressed against my front end. On feeling my erection she coolly rubbed it with her palm, which made it grow all the more. I stood there helplessly as she rubbed and squeezed my erection shamelessly. The other passengers in the lift were unaware of my predicament as they had their backs to us. When my floor came I hurriedly got out without a backward glance and felt hot under my collar as I once again heard her giggling slowly to herself.
One rainy day I had just finished my work and left my client’s office and was hurrying towards where my car was parked. I wanted to reach it before it started raining heavily. I felt somebody
tap me on the shoulder. I turned around and there she was in all her finery. She was dressed up as if she was going to a wedding or party and looked very pretty. She asked whether I was going home and if I could give her a lift. I readily agreed despite my misgivings as I could not leave a lady in the pouring rain to fend for her.
While I was driving the car I glanced at her. She was sitting with her eyes closed and head pressed against the headrest as if she was sleeping. Her palloo had slid from her shoulder and was now at her mid riff exposing her blouse covered breasts in all their glory to my hungry eyes. I thought in my mind ” Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence but thrice is enemy action”. I was deciding on a fitting reply when it started pouring heavily.
The car was standing at a traffic signal with the lights red. I bent towards her to roll up her window in the process rubbing my shoulder against her breasts. There was no reaction from her. After rolling up the window as I straightened up I slyly rubbed my palm against her breast in one action. There was still no reaction from her. The lights turned green and again started driving the car. When the traffic eased out I once again glanced at her and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. She had folded her arms in front, just below her breasts.
She was shivering slightly and when she tried to wrap her arms around herself more tightly her breasts were being pushed up and ballooning over the top of her low cut blouse. I could see her mountains and the deep valley between them going up and down as she was breathing. I said to her ” If you are feeling cold, sit closer to me and you will feel warmer”. On hearing me she shifted next to me, laid her head against my shoulder and wrapped one arm
around my other shoulder.
I put my left hand around her shoulder to accommodate her. As this was making driving uncomfortable I reduced speed to drive safely. I could feel her hot breasts pressed against my chest and ribs and I am sure she could feel my heart beating hard against her neck and cheeks. As I was driving I automatically started rubbing her side from shoulder to hips in an effort to give her some warmth. This resulted in her clinging more tightly to me. As I was rubbing her I also could feel the bulge of the breast on her left side.
I slowly caressed the underside of her left breast with my fingers and finding no reaction at all, confidently moved my entire palm on to her breast and started fondling and squeezing it. She also used her free arm to unbutton my shirt and started playing with my nipples and kissing my chest with her lips. Finding the action going out of hand, I parked the car in a dark by lane. I then inserted my hand inside her blouse, into the cups of her bra and squeezed her breasts hard. My fingers caresses her nipples and I enjoyed the feel of the raw, springy globes of flesh.
By now her roaming hand had found my hard cock and was rubbing it through my pants. She opened my belt, pulled down my zipper. She then pulled my pants and underpants half way down my thighs. My erect penis jumped out and stood up straight like an electric pole. She started caressing and rubbing my cock and balls with both her hands. Very soon she had settled to a rhythm and was pulling my hard flesh up and down while her other hand was busy tenderly fondling my balls.
In the meanwhile I adjusted the levers under my seat and pushed my car seat back, thereby making space between me and the steering wheel. I then pulled the other lever to push the back of my seat in a reclining position. I was now in a lying down position with her sitting next to me giving me a hand job. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her head down, signaling my intention to her.
She looked me in the eyes with her mischievous smile and took my cock into her mouth and started licking and sucking it while continuing to move her hand over the hard stem of my
organ. After a few minutes I could feel the come in my balls bubbling and getting ready to come out. I started pushing my ass up in an effort to get more of my cock into her mouth. She understood what was going to happen and stopped sucking my cock.
She pressed my cock at the base very hard with her fingers in an effort to control the onset of my
orgasm. She looked in my eyes with a fierce look on her face and said “Don’t come yet. I want you to come inside me”. I could feel my orgasm subside as she pressed the base of my cock hard. I was watching her as she pulled up her sari and petticoat exposing first her thunder thighs and then her pant clad ass to my eyes. She lifted her ass of the seat, pulled down and took off her panty completely.
She bundled her panty into a bunch in her fist and pressed it against my face. I could smell her musky odor from the soaked panty. She straddled me with a thigh on each side of my body and her sari and petticoat bunched up around her waist. I saw her pussy for the first time. She had heavy growth of pubic hair on her mon- veneris. She balanced herself with one hand on my chest and guided my cock into her pussy with her other hand. She slowly sank down on my cock and took it entirely into her love hole.
She kissed me on my mouth for the very first time and what a kiss it was. I felt like she was trying to suck out my soul from my body. Her tongue was wrestling with my tongue and she tasted like sweet honey. Her breathe felt hot and sweet as she raggedly breathed through both her nose and mouth. She sat up and unbuttoned her blouse exposing her bra clad breasts to me. Her bra cups covered only half her melons and created a deep cleavage between the two globes of flesh.
Being impatient to see her breasts I pulled at the back strap of her bra until it snapped from the pressure. Her breasts jumped out into plain view. I moved the bra cups out of the way and took hold of her breasts with both my hands. Her breasts were milky white in color and were topped with small light brown colored nipples which were already hard from all the excitement. I pulled her down to me and took each of her nipples in mouth and sucked hard while simultaneously squeezing her breast in a milking motion.
While I was busy with her breasts she had started moving her hips and ass and was fucking my cock slowly at first. However after a few minutes she increased the speed of her strokes. She
was moving her ass both up and down and in circles. Her eyes were closed as if she was concentrating and was muttering something which I could neither understand nor hear clearly. She was moaning deep in her throat and moving her body to a beat that was playing out in her mind.
The interior of the car was filled with the sounds of our mutual moans and the wet sucking
sound being made when my cock moved in and out of her pussy. I could feel her juice dripping down my cock, and thighs onto the leather seat of my car. In time she sat up and increased the speed of the up and down motion of her body. I was by then holding her by the hips trying to control the speed and rhythm of her strokes. She was already losing control and had graduated from moans to a low wail which was coming from deep inside her throat.
Her eyes were still closed. I started to fondle and squeeze her ass while she continued
fucking my cock. In the process I found her ass hole and immediately inserted my middle finger deep into her ass and moved it in a circular motion inside her ass. This brought on her orgasm and she started moaning and grunting loudly and was leaking copious amounts of fluid.
She reached her hand behind her back and took hold of my balls and started squeezing and massaging them even while she was moving her body up and down my cock. I could not control myself any longer and squirted jet after jet of come into her pussy. We both collapsed from the intensity of the orgasm and rested in the same position i.e her on top of me for quite some time. She then got into her own seat next to mine and looked around for her panty.
Having found it she quietly put it on, pulled down her petticoat and sari and buttoned up her bra and blouse. I also put on my pants, started the car and we completed the rest of the journey in silence. She got out of the car on reaching her destination and walked away without saying anything. I thought she must be regretting what we had just done and therefore did not try to stop her. I said to myself “this is the last I will see of this lady. Let us hope she doesn’t do anything foolish like confessing to her husband to rid herself of her guilt.” However I was wrong. I did have further encounters with her,
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My wife, being a kind and generous person, offered to look after our neighbors pet during their vacation, however the pet was to remain in their house. Not only was my wife a generous person, but she was also a petite knock-out with firm round breasts; standing only 5 feet tall at 100 lbs. At different times of the day, she would disappear to feed the animal, however I began to notice that her departures seemed to take longer periods of time. This of course tweaked my curiosity, as our...
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GayI Am Ahsan from Islamabad main aj main ap logo ko aik asa incidence sunanye wala hoon jo mery saath hoa yah 2007 ki bat hay hamary gali man aik lrki rahti thi jo meri buhat he achi dost thi lakin wo mujhy shro say achi lagti thi aur wo aksar hamry ghar bhi ati thi main us ki body ka ashiq tha 34 28 36 mian jab bhi us ko dekhta tha mera land foran khara ho jata lakin us sy is tarah ki harket krni ki himmat nahe thi aik din mery sary har waly gay wat thy mery relatives ki shadi main lakin main...
* * * * * Copyright jeanne_d_artois January 2007 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * However the main attraction of the former laundry room, which is my workroom as a potter, is Martha, the resident ghost. As a child I would sit on the scrubbed table and ask...
I always enjoyed it whenever we visited Mike & Sarah. She was a cute blonde mid twenties and was my partner's work colleague, and we had all enjoyed a few evenings together either at ours or over at their home in the past.I particularly enjoyed seeing them as Sarah always dressed 'sexy-come-slutty' and had a fantastic pair of arse cheeks on her, and EVERY time i saw her she always wore low cut jeans (without a belt), and she ALWAYS made sure her knickers or thong were visible at the top of...
I quickly unbuttoned the blouse and took it off. Reaching behind me, I remembered my technique for taking bras off of girls and was able to unsnap it in a matter of seconds. Who knew I would ever use that technique on myself? Grabbing the socks that tumbled out, I used them to quickly wipe my mess. I wasn't about to put these dirty panties and nylons in with the rest, so I pulled them back up and grabbed a pair of jeans I had on the floor, pulling them on quickly. I heard another...
Hi friends, akriti here, I am sorry for not writing stories for so long… There have been some issues but here I am with another real incident of my life. This happened before I got married to Akshit. Main aur Akshit ek hi company mein job karte the. In fact, hum tab sath baitha karte the aur relationship mein aaye hi the. My stats were 34 28 32. Mujh par ya kahu toh mere boobs par kafi mardo ki najare thi. Usme se ek tha Sahil. Sahil jab bhi mujhse baat karta, mere dudh hi dekhta rehta, waha se...
This is 30 yrs rinku (nickname). I happened to visit iss a week ago and after reading your experiences i decided to write my experience. We have a kaamwali from the past 3 years. Her name is deepa. She is 28 yrs, white skinned & has got a good figure. Within a week of her working with us i was lusting for her. She had large boobs and a large gand. I used to watch her shaking boobs when she used to wipe the floor and some times i would get a nice view of her cleavage. I was trying desperately to...
A Nurse’s Day Wade, the nurse anesthetists walked onto the unit to check on one of his patients who had just had a hernia repair. The patient had not done well under anesthesia earlier today but now he was doing fine and recovery was back on track. After satisfying himself that there were no longer any worries with his patient Wade started down the hall on his way off the unit. He felt a tingle on the back of his neck; he knew even before he looked that it was she; Joanne was watching his every...
There was a family living to our next door. They were husband, wife and 2 children. We had good terms with this family. The wife was a good friend of my wife. Her name is Faiza. She is an attractive woman with wheatish complexion, longhairs and sexy tall figure. When ever I saw her my cock got erection and I masturbated thinking about her for several times. She was also married with a kid. One day my wife said “Faiza has some problem in her computer and she needs your help, please help her” I...
Hello all ISS Readers , this is Edwin (name changed ) , frm delhi . Abt me im 6 feet tall, gud looking , smart and doing CA. today im going to narrate my experience which I had with my tenant nearly one yr back .. the girl or u can say newly married wife belongs frm from one of the village near sonipat , she is 21 right now, i.e when she got married her age was only 20.. she was teenager . Her husband who is bloody 38 yr old got mobile shop in delhi , that ‘s why they both shifted to delhi .we...
My landlord is a retired colonel and has after his retirement he has built a huge home that anyone would rather call an apartment. More because of his two sons out of whom none was living in India. The younger was already working there but the elder had recently moved abroad. So as his wife could not get Visa and also the winters were approaching so her movement was postponed until a good time might come. Meanwhile she used to teach music and dance to young girls while living in Pune and she...
This is Vishal. I am 21 and a medical student living in New Delhi. My height is about 5’10” with an average built body and a 6.5″ member. I have been reading stories on Indian sex stories dot net since 2010 and thought of sharing one of my real life incidents here. Girls and aunties of all age can contact me in my mail id you can also give me reviews on my id. Let’s go to the story. I am from a well-to-do family based in New Delhi. Dad, mom, my elder sis srilekha (sex goddess) and me, that’s...
IncestHello everyone! Guys take your cocks out and the girl put your fingers in your pussy and get ready to masturbate hard. This is Sameer back with my new story that happened during Diwali. I’m Sameer, from Mumbai, age 18, Wheatish complexion, and with a cock size of 6.5″ to satisfy anyone. I study in a well-reputed college in Mumbai. Do read my previous stories for more info and an amazing experience. Also, the names in the story are changed for privacy purpose. If you like my story don’t forget...
IncestTo make your dripping pussies furthermore wetter, I am here with a true encounter. This is a true story happened 10 months ago. I am Ashish(name changed), 6ft 2in tall guy from Chennai working in Mumbai. I live in Andheri in a reputed housing complex. The heroine of the story is Manisha(name changed), 34, a working woman but looks a lot younger. This happened during the Diwali time when all my roommates went to meet their parents. The same is the case for her. Since we were neighbors, we used...
Hello, I am Amit, your old friend, back again with a real and hot sex story which happened between me and my hottie sis Abha this Diwali. My sister came home on the holidays and we were having a lot of fun. She was sexually satisfied as she had a boyfriend but I was not. And I was craving for her body. We went on shopping almost daily on my bike and I used to apply brakes unnecessarily, just to feel her melons on my back. My sister knew that but didn’t say anything. I used to masturbate on her...
IncestHi, I am Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my last story about Genuine Couples looking for fun like Swap/Group/Orgy/Cuckold/Lesbian can approach me. I am a Bengalurean of 28 years of age, 6″ tall. Horny unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Coming to the story, Yamuna is the heroine of this story. The story occurred...