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We often come across sexual harassment of girls and women in academies and work-place. Well it is not completely true that only ladies face exploitation at the hands of guys superior to them. Even male members of any educational or business institution are subject to sexual harassment at the hands of lady colleagues or bosses. I for one have faced harassment at the hands of my girl colleague, it was quite pleasant in the end though.

She studied in the same software training institute I studied in. She was a new admission to our batch of students. I am the batch representative so far as the institute management is concerned. My name is satya . I am 23, average looking guy, jet black hair, black eyes and a pair of specs to give me a studious look. I was nick named as Mr. Know-It-All when it came to group discussions, seminars and arguments during classes.

Her name is Suman. She is 20, has a nice figure, 34C cups, dark long brown hair, light green eyes, soft pink lips which looked as if delicately and carefully drawn on her face with a pink colored pencil, and with the right kind of clothes and accessories she could look a sexy town girl or a studious bitch as and when it suited her moods. As it went, she had a penchant for trying to boss over each and every one in my batch, myself included.

However, I don’t know why, but right from day one she insisted on sitting beside me during the classes, lectures, libraries and labs. I like it in the beginning, but it irritated me as the course proceeded further and she became quite assertive physically. What’s more she did it surreptitiously and the teachers didn’t smell a rat in this ‘coz I wasn’t in a position to protest. For example, once I was looking at a page in a book I borrowed from the library and along she came and stood so close to me peering into the book that my elbow grazed her tits when I turned towards her. At first I thought it was an accident, but as events took their turn, I began to see the light and it dawned upon me that Suman was doing all the physical ‘accidents’ intentionally and in all knowingness.

Another day I was having a chat with my teacher when all of a sudden she crept up from behind me and crouched as if she was not visible to the teacher and pulled out my jersey from behind my pants and started tickling in the small of my back. My concentration on the matter I was discussing with the faculty member disrupted and I had to terminate the talk prematurely. When I left the staff room, I saw that she was sitting in the students’ lobby and pretending as if nothing had happened, but her eyes betrayed her. They were mischievous as hell.

When I confronted her about the incident, she came closer to me and started gently pushing me into the corner of the room. I asked her, “What’s going on here Suman? Why do you keep on meddling in my work and why are you trying to get involved with me physically?” She leaned and whispered into my ear, “Well Satya, so far so good that you have deducted somehow that I want to get involved with you physically. Now then, I don’t have to explain what is really going on. You are not blind, are you? You know what is going on and why it is happening. I love you and I want you desperately and badly. I get turned on every time I see you, I somehow refrain from molesting you, you know.” I replied to this, “But I am not so good looking in comparison to my other male colleagues, why only me? Why not some other guy?” She said, “Well I don’t know why, but I find you very hot and sexy. I have fantasized in my dreams that I am all alone in an isolated house with you, both of us Buck Naked in the Bed. My God! I am turned on just telling you so. Please don’t be gruff to me.” It was all so blatantly said, that I was at a complete loss of words for the moments to come. I thanked God that nobody was watching the debacle or I would have been subjected to some vicious leg-pulling.

As the semester was coming to completion, we were to be assigned with projects and asked to choose one of the batch members as a partner for the project as the rules commanded so. I was absent due to some personal chores and Suman informed the teacher, “Sir, I would like to have Satya as my partner in my project.” The teacher acquiesced and congratulated her, “nice and wise choice, Suman.”

Next day I was informed of the project allocations, much to my alarm. I immediately went to the teacher with a hope that he would get me out of the predicament I was in. I said “Sir I don’t want to be Suman’s partner for the project. Can’t you appoint some other partner for me?” But my bad luck that he maintained that I should work with Suman. “Satya, she is a perfectly good girl and an ideal partner for you as her performance records show. I can’t let it happen that under my very nose, a brilliant pair should work separately. No you’ve got to complete your project in partnership with Suman.” I retreated, my battle lost.

We started working on our project. For that we had to sit in the labs and library for long hours, studying the facts and figures and the performance of the project till that date. As usual, she continued her physical teasing of me. One day she came to the library and slipped a paper in my book, where she had made a rough sketch of a guy making love to a girl and diagrammatically labeled the guy as me and the girl as herself. I colored to my cheeks and smothered on my cup of coffee. I went into the toilet to wash and flushed the paper. Then again one day we were in the library and I was making notes on some principles we required for the project. All of a sudden I felt that my shin was in contact with some soft skin as if somebody was rubbing it there continuously. I looked down and saw that she was caressing my shin and eventually she managed to get my socks up to my ankles, all with her toes.

It all happened that day. I remember it as if it were yesterday. It was raining cats and dogs. She called me up and said, “Hi Satya…Suman here. Can you do me a favor?” I asked wearily, “What is it?” She said, “I don’t have any conveyance today, so can you pick me up on the way?” I said, “All right. I’ll come.” I went to her house and got drenched to the skin within minutes of leaving my house. I rang her door bell. She opened the door and said as soon as she saw me, “Hi Satya! I was expecting you….. Hey you are all wet. Come on in. I’ll give you a towel and you can change into my Dad’s clothes. They’ll fit you perfectly.” I said, “No i’ll be all right. Come on lets go. We are late.” She scolded me in, “No. The project can wait. You’ll catch a cold or something. Now don’t behave like a spoilt kid…” She brought me a towel and a pair of trousers to change. I asked her, “Hey Suman! Thanks for the towel and trousers. Where is the bathroom?” She said, “No need for that, you can change here. I am going into the kitchen to brew something hot? What would you prefer, tea or coffee?” I said, “is it necessary?” She said, “Yes.” I pondered and gathered that she was dead serious. I said, “Ok then. Its coffee for me. But will you give me company.” At this her eyes glinted with mischief and she said, “Of Course, my Darling! I will always give you company of any kind you want…” I felt like she could see me go red as she smiled all her way into the kitchen. I toweled and got into the trousers she had brought before she got the coffee out. She set the table and proffered me a mug of scalding hot coffee. I said, “Thanks a lot…” she said, “Oh it was nothing.” I took a sip and said, “The coffee is nice,” and caught her eye as I said so. I felt a bit uncomfortable as she was staring at my bare chest. I felt naked in front of her, but she kept on with her scrutiny of my bare chest and then transferred her gaze to my face. I felt as if she was a scientist looking at some species nailed on to the specimen tray. I was the specimen. She came to sit beside me. I didn’t so much as look at her. I suddenly felt weak in my legs and for the first time that she had turned on the AC at full speed, as I was feeling cold.

The moment I put down my empty mug, she pulled me close to her and splattered my face, bare neck and chest with kisses. I tried to resist, but she was wearing a brown dress hugging her figure and showing some cleavage. She was looking quite sexy and ravishing. My resistance turned into quick response just looking at her sexy figure, and after being wet to the skin and cold to the bone due to the AC, I thought I would have been foolish, stupid and inhuman not to respond to the kiss-assault.

We kissed, her hot lips on mine. I held her by her narrow waist. She kissed on the center of my chest, her breath long and hot on my bare chest. I got a penis that was going to burst if I didn’t control. She saw the bulge in the pants and rubbed the bulge. She said, “So you like me now. I see you have got a nice erection. As I told you earlier, I get turned on just by looking at you, and today you were already half naked before me when I came out of the kitchen. Tell you the truth Satyah, I would have literally raped you if you hadn’t responded today.” All the while she rubbed her palms on my bare chest. Once or twice she stopped to pinch my erect nipples.

As soon she had finished saying, she sucked on my nipples, her lips hot and her tongue wet. The sensation was electrifying. I felt a strange energy surge through me, I grabbed her waist in one hand and by the other hand I pulled her hair gently to make her face me and kissed her fair and square on the lips, she was delicate and fragile in my strong grip, yet she responded passionately and I started undoing the zip on the back of her dress.

After I had done so, I helped her body to be released from the dress and threw the dress into the farthest sofa. Now she was standing in front of me wearing only a black lacy bra and black lacy panties and black fishnet stockings. Just looking at her at that time, I nearly came in the pants. I pulled her closer and kissed her on the lips, her neck, her shoulders, her armpits, and then her waist. Then I kissed her thighs as I pulled the stockings down.

When I had kissed her up to her toes, she pushed me back with her toes, and in a fashion of a female serpent in a heat, she bent down and rested her head near my groin. She kissed the bulge in the pants and proceeded on to undo the buttons and zip on the pants. Then she pulled the pant down and said, “oooooo Satya, you have such a nice hard cock.” It was really, it was very hard and when I got an erection it came to 10 inches and pretty thick too. I just grunted my agreement. She then kissed my cock inch by inch. I liked the feeling and then she took my boner in her hot mouth and sucked the head first and then the whole meat. She was sucking me hard and I felt as if I was in Heaven.

Soon tension built up and I screamed, “Sumaan…. I am going to cum.” She said, “cum in my mouth, I want to taste your cum.” And she sucked harder, her lips and mouth hot on my dick. I came and shot my load into her sexy hot mouth. She said, “Ummmm…. Some nice cum….and an awful lot of it too,” after she had drank all of the stuff. She purred like a kitten, half satisfied and expecting some more. I pulled her close to me and kissed her forehead, then on her eyes and then on her lips. While I was kissing her lips, I slid down the shoulder straps of her bra till they were up to her elbows. I then grabbed her a bit violently and kissed her more passionately. All this while my hands undid the clasp of her bra and her luscious and sexy pink tits were free of the covering….and believe me it was really a sexy pair to see. I kissed them and pulled the erect and rock hard nipples with my lips. Then I sucked on them and started biting them. She said, “Yes bite them, bite them Satya, harder….” I bit harder and pushed a hand into her panties and started rubbing her clits.

She started to lick her lips in pleasure and anticipation. I kissed her neck and then carried her to the sofa. I put her on the sofa and kissed her entire body and she whimpered as my hot breath and hot lips touched her delicately soft skin. I liked to see the mild ripples that ran from her chest to her bare tummy. I kissed her navel, I inserted my tongue into the navel hole and bit the surrounding area lightly. She felt tickling and pain simultaneously. I pulled her panties down her bare and sexy legs. Then I kissed her cunt. I shoved in my middle finger inside her dripping wet and hot cunt. Then I started tongue and finger fucking her simultaneously.

Then I licked her G-Spot and the lips of her clit. I rubbed her clit with my fingers. I kept on licking her cunt. .she pulled my head as if she wanted me to go deeper with the tongue. I obliged and went deeper with my tongue. She came hard and was ecstatic with the violent orgasm. I licked all her juice and then kissed her lips. Then she stroked my cock and I got in between her legs.

I crushed her under me as I entered her. I stretched her hands above her head and gripped her wrists so as to restrain her hands. I kept on pounding her hard. She kept on screaming, “Yes.. Yes….oh YES…Fuck me, fuck me hard….Satya… Oh Yes Satya…FUCK MEEE..KEEP FUCKING ME…” I said, “Yes, now take it….” And went in deeper and harder. Her body felt very nice under me. Her soft skin was turning pink with every rub my body gave her at every single thrust. I could see that she was a pro at fucking so I asked, “ Hey Suman, who took your cherry?” She smiled and replied back, blushing, “one day during my elementary college, I watched a porno and got turned on, so I did myself with a cucumber. I imagined it as a cock and sucked it and then fucked myself with it till I had a violent orgasm.” I asked “So which is better, the cucumber or my cock?” She replied, “Your cock honey…” and I increased my thrust into her. She said, “Satya I am gonna cum again…” I fucked her faster and she came on my dick, the walls of her vagina stretching and contracting like some tight air suction on my dick and I without any warning came inside her love hole.

I collapsed on her for some time then pulled up, my erection still buried deep inside her and we kissed. Just looking at her that time gave me another hard on and I fucked her again and this time both of us came together, our juices mingling. She said, “Not bad man… three orgasms in a single day….not bad at all Satya…. Whoever’s going to marry you is going to be very lucky. Hope I get lucky enough to marry you,” and smiled up at me. I smiled back and we kissed each other. Then we sixty-nined and came in each other’s mouth. She drank my all cum and I licked all her cream. I dressed up to go back home as I knew I would not be able to face the project today. Pls give ur valuable suggestions to

I bade her goodbye and said, “The coffee was real nice Suman, but not as tasty as you were.” She blushed and laughed and said, “Come back some day when I inform you and you can have some more of the coffee, you understand?” I nodded as I knew that by coffee she meant herself.

We tried some more coffee four times after that. On the last day in the institute, she asked me “Satya, am I going to be lucky?” I knew what she meant. I said, “Yes dear, you are going to be very lucky” and took her to my house and as I was alone that day, we had some more ‘coffee’ in my bedroom

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The heat. The heat felt oppressive as I followed the hotel driver from the airport terminal to the hotel’s car for VIP guests. I looked around the city of Jakarta wondering if I would survive the heat or how long it would take to get used to it. Traveling all the way from the west coast of the US and changing planes once took a toll on me, as did the past year following my messy divorce. I work for a socially conscious, small but growing coffee company. We decided to place a buyer, me, close...

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Coffee

Everyone has a fantasy - this is just one of mine Coffee? “Would you like a coffee?”  I go into your kitchen.  I feel at home here. I have been here plenty of times before. I fill your kettle up and get down the large heavy coffee cup I prefer. “Here let me get that,” you softly said as you wrap your arms around me, and I get that tingly feeling you give me. You lightly tickle my neck with your tongue and hot breath while sliding your hands down into my top and under my bra where my nipples are...

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Coffee Tea or Me Chapter 7

The first thing I noticed when I awoke, is that it was way earlier than I planned. The second thing was that I had morning wood. The third, and most urgently important thing was that we forgot to take the stupid plastic chastity device off of me the night before, and it was a very, very uncomfortable error on my part. I glanced over at Claire. She was still wearing the key around her neck, but she was still asleep, a happy smile on her face as she made cute half noises in her dreams. From...

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Coffee Tea or Me Chapter 9 Part 1

I leaned back in my lavish office chair. There, on my computer screens was one of the most complicated, intricate and fluid shapes I have ever attempted to draw. It had taken me months to get right, and a few times I thought I was up against an impossible to solve design, but it was finally finished. Unlike most of my projects, I had been nearly constantly hard and wet during the entire process. I wasn't sure what that said about me. The 3d model of the most perfect pussy ever that...

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Coffee

I always think of her when I smell coffee. I saw her the first time when I was walking through an open air market in Brazil. Every move I made was lazy and slow in the warm sun. I loved feeling the coolness of the gentlest breeze. The heat and the country slow me down. People all seem to move slower in South America, not rushing from one pointless, deadening job to another, like we do in the North. While I am there, I become one of them, enjoying tastes, sounds, people, and living. Vendors...

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Jamila Tales of a Prison Transexual

I was convicted of drug and weapon possession last summer, and sentenced to 7 years in prison. My idiotic boyfriend stashed coke, and firearms inside of two cars, and 6 houses we both owned together. He told the stupid cops, the crap was solely his. but the prosecutor didn't care. The bitch charged me for basically knowing the stuff was there, and not reporting to the authorities. So, now I'm in prison; and in case you didn't know, I'm a transexual. I have a penis, so I'm...

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My First Time With a Transexual

This is a true story it happened back in 1986 I already knew I was bye and I liked having sex with girls and guys but I had never had a transexual. I went out clubing where all the gays and lesbian hang out just to hang out and have a good time there was always someone who would accept a straight looking guy like me so I went into this one club that had a transvestitied show or shemales show it was a great show they had some singers, dancers a couple of comedians the show was very good so I had...

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My First Time with a Transexual

I was in a large city about 100 miles from my home for a week on business. I had been hitting the bars for a few days with out a lot of luck. On the way back to my hotel afer work one day I picked up a few of the alternative newspapers/sex ads. Checking the ads out later I saw women, men and transexuals all offering there services. I saw one picture of a beautiful blond and was blown away to see that the ad was for a transexual. I called and made arrangments for her to come to my hotel in a few...

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My First Time With a Transexual

This is a true story it happened back in 1986 I already knew I was bye and I liked having sex with girls and guys but I had never had a transexual. I went out clubing where all the gays and lesbian hang out just to hang out and have a good time there was always someone who would accept a straight looking guy like me so I went into this one club that had a transvestitied show or shemales show it was a great show they had some singers, dancers a couple of comedians the show was very good so I had...

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Coffee at the conference room

I was sitting at my office, getting ready for the weekly meeting with all senior managers, when those three young yuppies came in to the conference room. I had met them some months ago, when they joined the company. The eldest, Jimmy, looked at me and asked for some cups of coffee.The other guys were Samuel and George, two stupid men that only could think with their “other head”…Soon they sat comfortably around the mahogany table, as I got the coffees.I went over to deliver them their cups. As...

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Cybersex

Introduction This is a transcript of an actual cybersex interaction between an older man and his young lover, who is on assignment five time zones away. Only light editing has been done, to correct obvious typos; otherwise this is exactly what was written by the two lovers. I don’t know how erotic this is, or even whether it can be considered a story. But it brought satisfaction and release to the two participants. I’m with you and totally focused on you are you ready? Yeah I want to hold...

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Oversexed

When you're an over-sexed eighteen year old kid with raging hormones and the prettiest girlfriend in town you don't pass up an opportunity to get into her pants; even if you don't know what you're doing. The exhilaration of feeling like a MAN after you've taken her cherry is like King Kong beating his chest while hanging from the top of the Empire State Building with his woman worshiping at his feet. Of course, when you're an over-sexed eighteen year old with raging hormones you don't...

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Coffee Break

Zoë was working second shift at the coffee shop inside the local bookstore, and was excited to see Tristan come in that day. She hoped he was there mostly to see her. They had chatted a few times, and Zoë thought he was cute but didn’t know if he was into her. Tristan came in and saw Zoë making mocha for the only other customer in the coffee shop. He walked over to her and asked her to make him one as well. She smiled and said, “Sure thing.” Tristan asked her when she was going to go on...

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coffee shop

     * This is the first story i’ve ever written let me know what you think!                   I had been going to the coffee shop a lot lately and I figured this was a good way to meet new people.   That was when I saw him.   He was around 6 feet tall with beautiful mocha colored skin deep brown eyes and a smile to die for, he was built, muscles that were just the perfect size. His name was Joshua.   He walked up to me and winked and I felt myself melting in that moment and I knew that I...

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Coffee Shop Orgasm

[Author’s note: This is a short one that occurred to me as I was sitting in a coffee shop. I tried for a “less is more” approach…no idea if it worked or not. If the feedback is mostly positive, I’ll see about continuing it.] It was a scorching hot day, slightly humid, but mostly just plain old hot. Barely a cloud in the sky, and every surface in the city radiated waves of heat. Wanting to escape the heat of her un-air-conditioned urban apartment complex, Miranda ventured out to a local coffee...

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Coffee Shop

I half woke as the car came to a stop. I was deciding rather to open my eyes or not when the feel of a finger sliding over my nipple jerked me fully awake. Grabbing the neck pillow from behind me I bopped Tony over the head with it. "Dang it, you know better than that!" I said, half laughing. Tony ducked covering his head with his arms and grinning at me. "Well it woke you didn't it?" he said then nodding towards the brightly lit little shop in front of us he said, "just thought you might want...

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Coffee adventure

written for glnwar148 I went to get a coffee at this cute little shop I know as I walked in there were a people there nothing special but the girl at the counter was especially beautiful she was a petit vixen couldn't be taller than 5'6 or so but i didnt mind it put her face directly at my breasts. Anyways im 6'2 and very busty at a 36dd and very sexy I was wearing a pair of yoga pants and a sport bra ready to go to the gym as i waited in line for my coffee i couldn't help but notice the...

2 years ago
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Coffee Break

Zoë was working second shift at the coffee shop inside the local bookstore, and was excited to see Tristan come in that day. She hoped he was there mostly to see her. They had chatted a few times, and Zoë thought he was cute but didn’t know if he was into her. Tristan came in and saw Zoë making mocha for the only other customer in the coffee shop. He walked over to her and asked her to make him one as well. She smiled and said, “Sure thing.” Tristan asked her when she was going to go on...

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Coffee and secrets

This is my first story. Please comment, I will appreciate the feedback. I hope you enjoy it It was a warm day. In Britain, notorious for it's dreary weather, that meant that everyone was jumping at the opportunity to shed some layers. Men were sporting loose shorts and baring their chests to the magnificent sun god. Women were wearing the shortest and tightest of shorts and skirts and the strappiest of tops while flirtatiously licking ice-creams which melted and dribbled over their fingers.I...

Lesbian
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coffee shop

     * This is the first story i've ever written let me know what you think!                   I had been going to the coffee shop a lot lately and I figured this was a good way to meet new people.   That was when I saw him.   He was around 6 feet tall with beautiful mocha colored skin deep brown eyes and a smile to die for, he was built, muscles that were just the perfect size. His name was Joshua.   He walked up to me and winked and I felt myself melting in that...

Interracial
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Coffee Tea or Me Chapter 8

Claire’s dreams must have been very vivid that night, because I woke up to her softly moaning in her sleep, her hands pawing at her locked shut sex intermittently under the covers. We had arrived back at the hotel quite late from our adventure, my new fianc?© and I, and had gone right to bed, exhausted but fulfilled. I softly petted her breasts through the covers whenever she stirred. I was sleeping lightly myself. I was conflicted about Claire’s chastity fantasy, and what it meant ...

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Coffee Anyone

I got directions to her place, it was way out in the country. We had exchanged emails after I had answered her online ad. She asked me if I wanted to come out and have coffee and meet. I agreed and off I went. I drove out, down one country road to another and finally down the dirt road to her place. She had seen me drive up and hollered to me as I got out of the truck. I walked into her place and she asked me how I took my coffee. "With just a bit of milk" I replied. We sat around for hours,...

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The Mixed Sexperience

Hi Indian sex stories dot net readers. Myself Manoj 37 yrs old from bangalore. I am back with another story to make you all get wet. My previous story “Sharada Eternal Lust” got a good response and as well as appreciations. I would like to thank ISS readers welcoming new member with such a massive response. I never expected that. Coming to the new story. This story is a mix of the real incident and my fantasy towards the heroine of this story. I started working immediately after my degree in...

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The First Sexperience

The First Sexperience Hi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. Today I will tell you the story what Ayesha told me about her first sex experience and I am expressing the story in her own lips. Here is the story for you……… “I am Ayesha, about 20 years old with slightly dark complexion. My appearance is not so cute, medium figure but I have huge breasts with 36-30-38 figure. I am not so tall, only 5 feet. I borne in a...

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My 1st sexperience

Hi all Iss readers! I am Manisha from Pune, 24 years, Female, I have been reading a lot of stories on the site & have found some of them to be very exiting, so I decided to post 1 myself. My personal experience, which will definitely make you horny. But 1st let me tell you about my self, I am a fair complexioned girl with unbelievable mounds. I am 5.3″ with 36 28 36 and above all I was a virgin before having my 1st sex at the age of 16. It was new years eve. Of 2000. We were a group of 4...

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Kerala sexperience

ISS readers, I am Indu, 18 yrs old plus 2 student from Kerala, sharing with you my first sexperience! Ours is an upper middle class family, hailing from Cochin. The family consists of my father who is abroad, mother, my elder sister and my younger brother and me. My elder sister is married just one month back, and my brother prepares for his plus one entry. This happened one week back, while I my sister and her husband came to our house for a short stay for the second time after her marriage....

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EARLY MORNING SEXPERIENCE

I had a thrilling sexperience. It was pure and pure adventurous sex, the type I love most, mere yards away from a main road and mere yards away from a major 4 road junction.I leave to work quite early between 6.15 and 6.30 am. I leave early as I have to take a bus and buses get jammed in the heavy morning traffic. Unlike many others I love to travel in crowded buses and I love the traffic. You may ask me why? It is because crowded buses offer ample opportunities to get rubbed and the traffic...

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My Jouney into Bisexuality

My Journey into Bisexuality We all have those events in life which define us, change us, make us who we are. This is the true story of my own journey into bisexuality. If you were to tell me prior to these events that I would be doing such things I would’ve given you a very emphatic ‘Hell No' and aside from a one time mutual jerk off session when I was 14 where we were both drunk and stoned, I never thought of ever touching another man. Before I begin I have decided to only use initials for...

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