Imaginary Valentine
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My name is Arjun and I am sharing with you an interesting episode in my life which turned out to be adventurous and happy for all. I am working in Delhi on a temporary job and was living in as a paying guest in Dwarka.
My elder brother is working in Bangalore and stayed in a good flat with his wife Geetha. They are married for 3 years and have no children. We still have traditional way of life in the house. My father made big money on his job and after retirement when he became a contractor.
He bought a 5 acre farm in an small town outside Delhi where he had done lot of contracting work after retirement He later built a large palatial two storied house with huge rooms.There were five bed rooms out of which two were on the 1st floor along with puja room,
covered verandah a large terrace in the front and rear side and the terraces had and many pots and plants.The ground floor had three – four bed rooms, two spare rooms used as sitting or general purpose room which had a library and many thing,
a separate dining hall and a formal drawing. All rooms were well furnished with fans, lights etc. When we were in school we used to spend a lot of time in this house during holidays. We stayed largely on the ground floor and had a room for ourselves.
Visiting senior relatives mostly uncles and aunts took up one of the 1st floor rooms along with my parents.Youngsters and children used and slept in the ground floor rooms. Many visitors came in summer and some in winter.
The house had driveway and a gate, and garden all-round with a lot of trees and a flowering garden. There were many servants then to look after the house and guest when present. Other wise my father and mother lived in great style and also had an open attitude.
They were rather open and sexy and it was known that they lived in the 1st floor without inhibitions but never allowed others to see them. My parents expired many years ago and the house was in care of my widowed aunt Revathi who had lost her husband a few years back.
She has two sons, one working in Dubai and the second in Kochi.She chose to stay in this lovely house, gardens and plenty of servants. Her own children too visited her here she was a part of our family. My father had made ample financial arrangements
for the expenses of the farm which it self earned a lot but had separate provision for Revathi aunty so that she did not have to dependent on anybody. Her son in Kochi traveled a lot and it appeared that Revathi aunty did not get along too well with her second daughter in law
and hence chose to live here.We had a number of servants quarters at the back in which lived a gardener Ramesh 24 with his young wife who was hardly 20 and had two kids born within less than two years. Ramesh was a good looking healthy guy worked hard
on the farm and was very helpful and loyal to the family. His father too worked in the farm and was my father’s main assistance on the farm. He died a few years before my father did and his mother went away to her village.
When Ramesh was 18 he came and was immediately hired by my father. Soon he got married to a young pretty looking village girl Priya and had produce two children with two years. Revathi Aunty teased him that she must keep him away from his wife
so that he will not make her pregnant again soon. Ramesh was given a comfortable quarters in the rear of the farm house with two rooms and a court yard of his own. My brother was a handsome fellow with strong physique 5’ 8” and a muscular body.
His wife Geetha was a very beautiful and smooth skin and figure. She was deeply in love with my brother and deeply attached to her. After 4 years for marriage they had no children. One day my brother phoned that he has to go to USA
on an urgent assignment and cannot take Geetha as he has to travel a lot in within USA and it will not be comfortable for her to stay alone in the various hotels that he would stay. He suggested that as I do not have a major job,
how I n would like the idea to stay with Geetha and Revathi in our house in farm house. It is big, safe and comfortable. I asked him if he has checked with Geetha and her willingness to stay at such a lonely place.He told me that he has already talked to her
and that she is ready if Arjun will also give him company as she will get bored. I told Kumar that we will need a car and a TV to spent time. He agreed to get one Plasma TV installed along with a DVD and dish antenna. He also told me that as he was going only for six weeks
he will rent a car for us to use. Soon as arranged both of them reached Delhi. Myself and Revathi aunty went to receive Geetha and Kumar at the Delhi airport. Kumar had arranged to rent a new Innova car without a (driver) through his company
and I was to drive it during the time it was with us. Drive from Delhi to this place is less than two hours in heavy traffic. Kumar and Geetha occupied the back seat and Revathi the rear row. As we approached the outskirts of the city I
noticed some movement in the rear seat and Geetha had snuggled up to Kumar and he was embracing her tightly. It was getting dark and they were getting very hot and holding each other in their arms. Geetha was sobbing and moaning and telling Kumar that she cannot stay
without him for such a long time. He told her that this place was a wonderful and with big orchards and gardens. Arjun and Revathi will take good care of you. I will phone you as often as possible and we will be in touch. Then they were kissing which soon turned to close embraces.
I could not see much from the rear view mirror but Revathi had a grandstand view of their love making and kissing.She apparently seem to enjoy it the lovers in action. Soon we reached the house and were received my Ramesh the mali who was 24 and his wife pretty wife Priya
who was less than 20 and two kids with other servants. It was the month of October and the weather very pleasant. We reached at around 2 pm. As we got down Revathi told Kumar and Geetha to go into their room on the 1st floor and she will come up to give them a special bath
before they changed their clothes. She had arranged two big brass utensils full of milk to be placed in the bath room. As the couple was undressing Revathi told them that she is going to give them a special milk bath for their good life and prosperity.
Kumar was down in his shorts. Revathi asked Geetha too to strip down and she removed her sari and blouse. Revathi ordered them to remove all their clothes and wear a lungi.Geetha chose to be topless and asked Revathi if it was OK.
Revathi told both that she would have preferred both to be stark naked but had asked to wear lungi as servants and I was present. Revathi aunty said that this was a special holy bath and a puja which will keep them in love with each other,
make them pure and please the fertility god and possibly gift both with a baby soon. With a little shyness Kumar removed his underwear and tied the lungi and so did Geetha who first removed her Bra and out jutted her lovely well shaped big sized boobs
she covered her boobs with a small duppata so that she would not be seen as totally naked in front of the servants and me. Revathi aunty made both sit on wooden stool together. She invited the servants and me to the puja She first applied tilak to each,
chanted some mantra’s and slowly started pouring the milk over Geetha first and then over Kumar. We all were watching the ceremony with interest but nobody showed any sexual desire or joy to see two young people nearly naked. In fact there as a lot of solemnity for the occasion.
She invited all who were present to pour the milk over the couple.We all did in good measure including the servants. After the bath was over, Revathi brought a thali with flowers and lighted lamps and did one arrti for both. We showered the petals of roses that were distributed.
When all this was over she gave a white lungi to Ramesh and a similar sari to Geetha to wear around their bodies. Geetha quickly put the sari and took a pallu to cover her beautiful and large boobs. A good sumptuous meal followed in the ground floor dining hall
and we sat in the verandah gossiping and talking about Ramesh‘s trip to USA. Needless to say we all had our minor shopping list but Geetha told him that she will give her list later. Kumar was to stay here for three nights.
Revathi warned all of us that we should not disturb Kumar and Geetha on the 1st floor where they will be sleeping. Only she and Priya will go up to meet any needs that they may have. All knew that these three nights will be a honey moon for the two and will Kumar
will be fucking and sucking Geetha to each other’s heart’s content. Soon after the dinner Kumar and Geetha went upstairs. I was tired and slept like a log in the bedroom down stairs.I never knew when it was morning I was awakened by Priya bringing a tray with tea and
Seeing Priya so early in the morning, I got hot and wanted to take her in my arms and fuck her. I avoided and was looking for the prospect of fucking my dearest bhabhi when Kumar goes abroad. I asked Priya if the couple have woken up and she said they wont wake up for another
hour or two. When questioned she told me that she managed to peep through their room for a lot of time the last night and this morning. Your brother is very hot as is your bhabhi. When I went upstairs for some errands your bhabhi was
wearing a transparent nightie through her whole body was seen as naked. Bhaiyaa cock is so big and thick, Bhabi was sucking it and then he was sucking her cunt (Choot).They were then kissing and embracing and eventually bhaiyya asked bhabhi to lie on her back.
He then fucked her vigourously and she was screaming ooooooh—- aaaaaaah—- donot stop. Then they were in each others arms and bhaiyya cock was inside her and both lay sideways for the whole night. I said your cunt must be wet after seeing their fucking.
She said that she did become very hot and cummed in her ghagra.I asked her to come near me.She came willingly.I lifted her ghagra and placed my hand on her cunt.It was wet already and very hot. I told her that I am going to fuck her now just as bhaiyaa
has fucked bhabhi and is she willing? She said nothing walked to the door and bolted the door. I got up took her in my arms and she was ready for fucking.I put my fingers in her cunt and she got excited.and encouraged me to do it fast.
Slowly one by one I unbuttoned her blouse and removed it from her body. She lay on her back and I was sucking her big boobs. She became very hot and she wanted me to continue fucking her cunt with my fingers. I turned on my back and she needed
no encouragement to come on top of me. She guided her hand to my big cock and took it in her mouth started sucking it with great vigour. She was doing it with great passion until my cum started flowing out of the cock. I made her drink it and she was very excited.
After some rest I laid her on her back,she spread her legs as an open invitation and I inserted my cock into her cunt slowly. She begged me to do it slowly and let her enjoy by cock inside her.For some time she lay motionless and kissed me hard with her tongue probing my mouth.
I too inserted my tongue in her mouth and gave her a hard mouth fuck. She became very hot and asked me to I started pumping my cock into her cunt strongly and she asked for more and more. At last I cummed and she too cummed at the same time
and we lay in each other’s arms kissing for a long time. She reluctantly got up went to the bathroom washed herself. It was a sudden chance for me to fuck the young Priya and a wonderful experience in my own house.
I have been fantasizing that I will be fucking my dearest bhabhi Geetha when Kumar is gone. It was a four day wait until we all dropped Kumar to the airport. On our way back we went to CP and palika Bazaar and bought some porno CD at the suggestion of Geetha.
She told the shop keeper that she did not want the regular porno with only fucking scenes. She wanted English language movies which had a proper story and also a lot of fucking, kissing, petting and love making in proper bed rooms as apart of the story.
She told the shop keeper that all porno CD are like each other and one with stories like any other movies are more enjoyable. Eventually we got four such movies made in England and the dialogues were excellent.
The movies though had near hard core scenes they never looked so vulgar because they were a part of the story. There were very good jokes and hot scenes in bed rooms, swimming pools, beaches, wife exchange and fellows landing into wrong bed with the lady finding it only after
getting properly fucked. The next two days were spent with all of together but afternoon and late hours were boring as Geetha and Kumar were making the best of the time fucking and sucking each other’s body parts. I was on loose end and on prowl for Priya.
Once I fucked her in her own house when nobody was there but she would not remove all her clothes.Yet her young cunt was very exciting and her boobs a matter of great joy. I fucked her in some corners of the farm and she would put my cock
lifting her ghagra readily and opening her blouse to let me suck her. We got used to each other fucking and sucking inspite of her being a married and had two children. Yet she was very young and had a big fire in her cunt.
Once I had told her that I want to fuck her in the open but I wanted to do it as I did it the bed room with both of fully naked. She told me to come to a selected spot in the farm at 2 pm in the afternoon when all workers will be in their huts for siesta and I can have my heart’s desire.
I reached the spot which was like an enclosed garden (actually it was a plant nursery) with hedge all round and a lot of trees where one could not be seen directly. The nursery had a gate with a loud sounding clasp.if any body came it gave warning enough to hide our deeds.
There was a patch of neatly cut grass as well as two large benches each the size of a normal bed. In my eagerness I reached a bit early and it took my patience to wait for Priya. At last she turned up looking very pretty and must have made up for the occasion.
She was wearing a sari and a normal cotton blouse unlike her usual heavy ghagra. As she came in the nursery she seemed confident and I took her in my arms and kissed her. She was waiting for it eagerly and I put by arms around her.
We were eagerly probing each others tongue and I put mine deep in her mouth. She was terribly exited and we both sat down on the grass. I lay on my back and she wasted no time in opening the buttons of my jeans and pulled it off my body and started sucking
and giving a very good blow job.I was not wearing any underwear nor was she when I probed her cunt. We reversed our positions in the grass and as she lay on her back I got terribly excited and started licking her
I inserted my full tongue and moved it up and down till she cummed. She now wanted the big tool right inside her cunt, spread her legs and I climbed on top of her inserting by cock into her cunt slowly. She was calm and when I started pumping
she cried — do it faster — do it faster and then I cummed. We lay in that position for a long time. She said she has never enjoyed so much as she has done today under the blue sky. We had another fucking session in which I made her take the doggie position
and my cock went inside smoothly. We went to a nearby well cleaned and washed ourselves. The we embrace each others like real lovers, I kissed her for a long time and then parted. The next episode of this story is about my sexual affair with my
darling bhabhi Geetha who was not only a willing and eager partner but had made Revathi aunty a partner in sharing her joys and fulfillment for nearly two weeks without any inhibitions or restrictions in this wonderful that my father had if think am worth being ur friend.
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She then said, “It was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sexâ€. Curious to what that meant I asked, “What is Storytime?†She said, “OMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometimeâ€. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.
MarriedReminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...
Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...
First TimeAfter picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...
Review this Story Thisstory has been edited by Chksng19. Any errors in grammar, punctuation orspelling are either an intentional part of the story or the result of MadLews mucking about with the text after it was properly edited Authors Notes: This is a work of fiction and all characters are entirely fictional.If you see yourself in this story you are sitting entirely too close tothe monitor. The fictional characters in this story are all at least 18 years old,even Larry. Some may feel the...
When i look for sex storys i look for ones that have my interest, i want to know yours so you can get the best enjoyment out of reading my storys. post a comment and tell me want you want in my story, i already have a base idea for a plot but it will keep changing as i add in what you want. also if you want to add a charecter i will take your suggestions. please note that this is still my story and im the writer. thank you and please leave alot of ideas!!! -QOH P.S. if you have any plots...
A sad, depressed and bittersweet story. Disclaimer: All though inspired by a real story, this is fiction. It is a story-taking place in a horrible society where money and money only makes the world going round. Disgusting events according to Danish standard are described and I would wish that we could save the world back from Denmark, so people did not need to go trough such a life, but we can only watch the unjust to happen. The solution has to come from the government on the Philippines....
All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...
1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...
A few of the references in this sequel will make more sense if you have read “A Visit From Saint Michael,” but it does stand totally on its own and can be enjoyed even if you have never read the first story. This story centers around non-consensual pain, humiliation and slavery. If such a premise disturbs you, then I would advise you to skip this story. Or you can skim past those sections and read a very interesting tale involving one of the “old gods” of Mexico and much of South...
I have seen this lady a couple of times now, as it turned out, always on the 16th of the month, always at 2:30 in the afternoon. There always seemed to be purpose in her visit. Her visage purposeful.On this summers day, she looked so beautiful in her pink summer calf length frock. I looked at my watch and decided to take my break. Life in the gardens for staff could be hard physical work and for me, a young guy on placement from horticultural college, this was my life. It was all I ever wanted...
MasturbationI woke up to the warm pressure of Sofia’s supple skin pressed against my naked body. Did last night really happen? How could this woman be real? It seemed to good to be true. But, it was true, every glorious moment of it. I lay in bed lingering for a moment, taking in Sofia’s scent, nose nuzzled against her graceful neck. The improbable geometry of her body, the physical manifestation of quadratic functions, created a topographic map comprised of rolling hills and valleys beneath the...
Note: I mentioned in ‘The Next Morning’ that it was part of a longer story. Well, here’s the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He’s comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out with every known amenity (and some that are still unknown). But the grief stays with him. And then, on the first anniversary of her death,...
When I crawled to Sally, too weak and sick to walk, I suspected my end was near. It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences, like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger. My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the...
I need some critical history about Erin before I go on. In high school (two classes), nursing school (three classes), and at her first job (at the lunch table) my wife was exposed to some feminist views that were stronger than the mainstream. All preached the same militant tune: “my body, my choice!” Each of the classes spent at least a month looking at fairy tales, traditional stories, literature and popular current authors to find the “subtle chauvinist themes.” The first example they all...
Hazing To the real Gina-I wish there was a Thomas to make your dreams come true. On behalf of your sisters, we always knew that you were wearing our clothes! Lol In 2016 Major League Baseball banned the hazing practice of having new players wear dresses. This story is about a MLB player and his experience with the hazing ritual. Mike Young was living what many American men would consider the ultimate American dream. He was a starting pitcher for the California Seals, MLB newest...
Ben is a very good friend of mine. We met in scouts when we were younger and became fast friends. As well as all the normal scouting trips, we also would get together during the summers whenever one of our moms was willing to give us a ride across town. Ben went to a private school so weekends and summers were the only times we really had to hang out. Wendy is Ben’s little sister. Wendy was always the cutest little kid. When I first met her she was maybe six years old, and she was always bubbly...
Karen and Michelle?s Sad StoryBy [email protected] remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity. If you are not at least 18 years of age please leave.PrologueStory SynopsisThis is the story of a Mother, Karen, and her daughter, Michelle, who each have a sad and sordid past and how they become the slaves of a spoiled...
THE PROFESSOR’S DAUGHTER--Part V Bedtime Stories My old professors daughter Stephanie is a just turned 18-year-old knockout. She has cutest face you have ever seen and a slim Korean-Caucasian-mix body with a tight, petite Asian frame. She’s slim, quite tall and athletic (toned by ballet and gymnastics) with a nicely rounded firm ass and small but very firm tits. In my opinion Stephanie’s body is flawless. While her breasts are on the smallish side larger ones might look unnatural on her very...
Straight SexPart One – Messages I came across his short stories on another fiction website on which I had posted some of my own stories. The one I read first, which I found really sexy, was about a man and a woman on a beach who expose themselves to each other and masturbate. There was also a similar one about two people on a train, and another where two people in a crowded train carriage masturbate each other. He was obviously turned on by the same sort of thing as me, so I sent him a message, which...
MasturbationAt first Kerry and Robert were fairly unambivalent about meeting with me. Men were fairly easy to get hold of on the swinger’s website. What they were looking for was the elusive single female, or other couples. We chatted a few times through the website, sending messages to and fro. They excited me a lot, and I knew they would not be disappointed should they ever decide to meet up with me. However, I was fairly lucky, in that I could at least let them read about what we could do together as a...
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