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Hello Friends. This is Legend again. Male 27 Mumbai India. I have been thinking for a long time to tell you my best experience which have made me mad for woman’s cunt and sex with them let me tell you what happened but before that my name is SUDHI I’m from Mumbai the incident which I’m going to narrate is happened to me when I was 19. I had a friend named Kishore I used to visit him home many a times. I was very friendly with his mother he was the only son for her. His dad was an officer in a government office. One day I was feeling quite bored so I planned to make a visit to his house it was nearly 11 am, when I reached there and I ringed for the door after quite some time his mother her name is REKHA she is nearly 35 yrs of age She is 5’5″ tall, medium color, black long soft & silky hair…wide open eyes and 38C is her boobs size. I could see that she was up to something but I was not sure what that was Kishore was not at home and she told me to sit down. I sat down and she was busy with some thing. I could note that she was horny because her hair was loose and her saree was low till her pussy hairs be seen and till that day. I have not seen her naval. She had a deep cut naval. It was so deep. She noticed me staring on her naval but she did not mind it.

After some time she said to me that she was going to the next house and she went away. I soon took this opportunity and checked her room and her table but all in vain. Then I found a dairy under her bed it was an up to date one she had written all her feelings her day to day expenses all in that. I just took it and started reading it, to tell the truth it was like reading a sex book. I was able to understand that her husband was a failure in sex and she was not at all satisfied with him she liked all the position but he was very much a failure she was not bold enough to take up a relation with someone else fearing about the consequences then it goes on like that. But I was feared then. I heard some noise on the front door. I quickly kept the dairy back and went back to his room. It was my friend himself we two chatted for long he told me that his dad and he is going for a trip to his dads sisters house and they would not be home for five days. He asked me to company his mother for the rest of the days as they are our family friends and his daddy has asked my house too for permission. I agreed they left. I was having many plans in my mind.

The first day by evening 7 pm, I reached there she was in a nighty and she was going for a bath. She guided me to their room and takes some books fro me to read. I just flip up the pages she enters the bathroom. I take this opportunity to see her naked but I was only able to see her legs then. She just finishes her bath and wears her night dress. We chat for a while and ask me about my life in college. I too asked her about her college life before so many years. I asked her if she had a boy friend. She said no. She asked me. I also replied the same that night we slept. The next day morning, I was lazy on bed. I was nude on bed and my cock was standing up. I was holding it up with my hand and thinking of fucking my friend’s mom but soon she enters with the cup of tea. She sees me but does not make any sound. She looks at my huge thing with quite love and lust in her eyes. I was not able to make out what to do but I spread over the blanket soon. She went out with out saying a word. I was feeling quite ashamed.

I went away home and returned back in the evening. It was a rainy day. She had had her bath and she was waiting for me. She was in her saree. We had dinner and I was sleeping in Kishore room. There was heavy rain and lightening soon. I was able to see her near my door. She requested me to come and sleep with her as she is quite afraid of lightening. I went with her to their bed room where she was fucked by her husband. I was horny thinking about that and the evil thoughts about her beauty made me much hornier. She slept down on the bed and I was near to her. I turned my face away from her and was laying down in the opposite direction. She embraced me and told me “u are my son, who is not born to me” I was stunned but my cock was not. I turned towards her and my lips touched her lips rubbing her lips my lips opened up and I said “dear mom” and pressed my lips on her cheeks. At that time my chest was rubbing against her breasts and my cock on her crouch and my hand was on her belly. She too kissed me force fully on my cheeks next chance was mine. I pressed my hands on her milky belly. She giggled and asked me “hey u are so hot now” I said “but not as u are” She was quite happy coz I was able to understand her feelings.

She pressed her lips to mine and inserted her tongue into my mouth her one hand was holding my cock through my night pants. I was in heaven. I pressed my tongue inside hers too. She was teaching me the art of fucking. She slid down my pants and I was nude. She took my cock in her mouth and licked it for nearly 10 min. Then she asked me to stand up she also stood up then she asked me to undress her. I slowly moved her saree and then her blouse her bra followed to her petticoat then her panties. She had a bushy cunt. Then she asked me to lick her from her fore head. I started licking her forehead down to her nose her lips to throat then her breasts nipples. I inserted her right nipple inside my mouth for some time then her left nipple she was holding my head against her body so tightly. I moved down to her deep naval. I licked her naval clean. I inserted my tongue into her deep naval and licked her naval sides clean then followed down to her bushy cunt.

I lay down on the bed she responded by getting up and She grasped my cock in her hand. She then rubbed it back and forth across her pussy. She paused after three strokes and placed the head inside her vagina and slid the rest of my cock deep in her womb in a smooth stroke. She squeezed my cock with her pussy. I picked her up and with my cock still buried in her pussy as I turned us over on her back. I then placed her legs wide and over my shoulders and drove my cock deep into her pussy. I leaned in and started sucking her nipples. With that I took control and worked my cock into her with deep long hard strokes. I picked up the pace with each thrust. I could feel the diaphragm as the resistance on each in stroke. After about 15 minutes of pounding my cock I placed large amount of sperm in her pussy and laid on the bed she cleaned herself.

And went to the kitchen wearing a nightgown. I went back her in my boxers. I walked up behind her and grabbed her in a hug. I wrapped both hands on her breasts and pulled her tight against me. I felt my cock get hard and slap against her butt. I slid down my hand and felt her bare bush against my prying fingers. I bent her over the table and probed with my cock against her pussy lips. With that she reached between her legs and placed her hand firmly around my cock and placed it in her pussy. I slid it the rest of the way in and felt no resistance at all with that she moved against me and pushed me deeper. Being so horny I worked my cock in long slow strokes. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against my in going thrusts. She placed her head on the table and held on with her hands to the sides. I started to slap my balls against her clit. We worked against each other for some time but she did not allow me to cum. She sucked me hard and that night ended. When we slept together naked she was kissing my lips all the time.

Next day I was thrilled. I reached there she kissed me when she saw me then we went to the bedroom. She climbed on the bed and engulfed my cock in her mouth. She worked up and down on my cock with her tongue for a few minutes. She stopped and climbed on top of my cock and planted my cock deep in her flexing pussy. She took my hands and placed them on her breasts and ground my cock deep in her wanting pussy. I worked on her nipples and breasts and the pulled her towards my mouth and licked and sucked them until the nipples were erect and nearing a flushed red color. She then changed position and started riding me like a horse. She was posting up and down on my cock. I felt myself go deeper in her womb. It was really wonderful then she got down and taught me the position of 69 her wet cunt juices filled my mouth and my cock went in her throat. That was for another 10 min then she lay down in the bed with wide spread legs. I started pumping my cock into her wet and ready womb. I started slowly. Pausing at the opening and quickly sliding to the bottom. I slowly picked up the pace of the thrust and she worked her hips thrust against me. Soon she started her orgasms. We rose and continued to rise and then went one on top of the other. We rolled on top of each other her eyes rolled back and she seemed to pass out. I kept pounding her pussy for all it was worth.

After 20 minutes I rolled to one side and my cock popped out of her pussy. I then rubbed her nipples and then fingered her pussy. I slid one finger in and felt around. Then I tried 2 fingers. I rubbed the topside of her vagina. She started to moan again. I slid a third finger in and then tried a fourth finger she seemed to like all of the movement since she was still having orgasms. I slid deeper. I worked there for a few minutes. She had at least three more orgasms. I then started “French” kissing her deeply. This sent her over the top. She grasped my wrist and pulled more of me into her pussy. I started fisting her deeply. She kept fucking my fist until she passed out. I removed my fist slowly and she put my cock in the cleavage and asked me to move. I put my cock in her tits and was moving it was just like fucking. I moved my cock faster between her tits which were being crushed by my cock she got up from the bed and went near the table. Then she asked me to fuck her virgin ass.

I was quite happy by her command. I parted her ass cheeks and saw her virgin ass hole she said that her husband was not interested in ass fucking. I put some saliva and she too took some from her mouth and lubricated my cock and her ass hole. Then I entered her we both were yelling out in pain and pleasure the strokes were slow then faster. It went up the speed. I shot my whole cum inside her ass. She told me I want to be the mother of your child and she was quite happy for me coz I had given her everything that a man can give for a woman in those five days. She now also visits me and now also it’s a secret between her and me. I feel great pleasure to dedicate this experience to my dear Rekha auntie. If you liked this experience do mail me with your comments, needs and etc. at you can also add me on Yahoo Messenger. My Yahoo Messenger Id is Legend643. Take care.

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Normally trekking through an old growth oak forest would be the cat’s meow for me. After all, I am an ecology major just on the verge of graduation. The thought of graduation reminded me once again why I was here in these woods and my ire rose. Damn art requirement and damn counselor who had realized I was missing it! I hate art. I can’t even draw stick figures well for goodness sake. I had figured my safest route was a class called ‘Art in Nature’. I love nature…plus it was reported to be a...

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Art Part Two Ch 12

Art, part two. Ch. 12 Art gets an invite to the Manor House. Suzanne tried to call again several times, but it’s been quiet now for awhile so maybe she’s given up. I heard the front door slam and a moment later Lisa and Heidi came barging into the room. Lisa’s face is all red. She’s either pissed off or crying, probably both. ‘Damn it to hell, it’s none of their business.’ Heidi said, ‘You don’t have a choice. John Berger is only following your father’s orders. He needs this Barrington...

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Art Object

The first time that I saw Violet Gable was on a warm Saturday afternoon at the end of March, when I decided to sit in Mount Vernon Square and admire the weather, as well as the young women just out of their winter coats. Needless to say, I had no idea that she was named Violet Gable. I was fairly sure from looking at her that she was somewhere between 18 and 25 (20, I eventually found out), and that she was a student at the Art Institute since it was nearby and she was using a...

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Art Part Two Ch 09

Art, part two. Ch. 09 Dr. Lisa and Art find a possible new beginning for him. Suddenly Heidi said, ‘Well hello ‘Lees’, you’re late.’ Lisa from somewhere behind me said, ‘It doesn’t look like I was missed. Heidi, you and I need to talk.’ When I sat up the two women were looking at me, so I said, ‘OK, I’m out of here.’ What else was there for me to say? Then it dawned on me I was still naked, ‘Heidi, where are my clothes?’ ‘They’re up in my workshop. Grab one of my large T-shirts in the top...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Art CriticChapter 12 Exhibition

It’s largely up to the exhibitors as to what kind of event the BFA exhibition is. Les and I wisely chose to let the women decide. As a result, the two of us stood side-by-side in the guest bath downstairs as we worked on tying our formal bowties. I had to admire the way Les had filled out and matured over the three-plus years we’d been friends. When we first met, he was a scrawny, frightened kid trying not to be noticed amidst a school conflict. We were a lot alike. I remember thinking that...

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Art Object

The first time that I saw Violet Gable was on a warm Saturday afternoon at the end of March, when I decided to sit in Mount Vernon Square and admire the weather, as well as the young women just out of their winter coats. Needless to say , I had no idea that she was named Violet gable. I was fairly sure from looking at her that she was somewhere between 18 and 25 (20, I eventually found out), and that she was a student at the Art Institute since it was nearby and she was using a pencil and an...

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Art Class Interrupted

Phil sat in the waiting room with several other people. All seemed to be answering the want-ad in the student paper. 'Needed: 2 Models for Figure Drawing Class. Must be at least 18 and in good shape as classes may exceed 2 hours. Proof of age required. Payment: $50.00 per hour. Overtime for sessions over 2 hours. Classes meet Wed. and Fri., 3:00-5:00PM Apply in person at the Art Department main office Monday morning, 7:00AM. Swimwear or equivalent required.' An extra pair of C-notes a week...

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Art Part Two Ch 10

Art, part two. Ch. 10 Art has a frightening experience. Our next stop was a hair salon where apparently they had both male and female customers. A majority of the customers and attendant’s were little people. I don’t see the connection between height and hair, but maybe it’s just a matter of being more comfortable among their own. Lisa must have called ahead, because we’re led immediately to an open chair. Lisa went into a discussion about what she wanted for me and I was left out until the...

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HIRSTMERE HALL THE ART MISTRESS

My name is Selina, and I am a pupil at Hirstmere Hall, an expensive boarding school for girls, located in the rolling green countryside of southern England. I have just turned sixteen years old, and all my friends say I am as pretty as a doll. I have thick dark curly hair which falls to my shoulders, deep large brown eyes in a heart-shaped face, a clear pale complexion and pink rosebud lips. I am also quite petite – only five foot three inches tall, with a narrow waist and a slender body...

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Exhibtionists Art Class

Not my Story - RepostSummer of sexual debauchery for exhibitionistDuring my job as a nude male model for an art class at the local college, I realized I loved being naked in front of women. After each class, I would race home and jack off. As I stroked my cock, I would think off the many eyes that had devoured my naked body during the two hours I posed nude. I'm sure some women, judging by the way they had looked at me, would go home, think of me, and masturbate, or fuck their boyfriend or...

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Art History Class

For my first story, a experience that happened in my last year at school (before Uni). I was still a virgin at the time (17). Names have been changed, but it is based on true events which happened a long time ago. I have taken some poetic license but mostly it is true.I was sitting in a darken room with about 20 other students watching a projector slide show of 20th Century art. Our teacher Mrs Ingley, I suspect, was a bit of a sex addict, because she showed lots of nude pictures and painting...

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Edith Art Brian and Me

My wife and a male co-worker had become close at work, just good friends she said, but for some reason I didn't believe her. Edith had never before given me any reason not to trust her, but there was just something about that friendship of hers that didn't seem right to me. It took a while, but the friendship between her and the man started to affect our home life. One or two nights a week she would come home late from work and she never hid the fact that she had been with him, but she...

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Nikis New LifeChapter 10 Art class would never be the same

Niki slowly woke up, groggy, remembering slowly that she had been having a very erotic dream. She’d been on the school stage demonstrating her exercise routine, when suddenly the principal had bent her over, lifted her skirt, and began to fuck her in front of the whole school. She was so turned on (in the dream) she did not even wonder how that could happen. As she woke up, she realized her face was pressed down into the sheets of the bed, her hips were raised high, and Max was sliding his...

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Art CriticChapter 9 Left Out

“I’m looking forward to this little exhibition,” Lily Wells said. We were leading all the parents upstairs to our studio. Part of what we’d accomplished when our friends came over in the afternoon was to arrange our studio so that Mavis, Kendra, and I had artwork displayed. Annette and Susan had manuscripts sitting on opposite ends of the reading sofa. Morgan fired up her laptop with a sales graph for our work. I was happy to see that even some of Susan’s poetry had sold. “Ah, the scene of...

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The Art Show Part 1

There’s a man about our age, in his early 50s, sitting on his own at a table. He’s having a drink and reading a London tourist guide. Looking around for a place to sit in the crowded hotel bar, we approach him and I ask if we can share his table. “Please, be my guest,” he says and I go to order drinks while my wife sits and waits. At the bar, I turn to see them exchanging words but he’s not looking at her; he still has his head in the guide. When I return, I hear him say he’s an art tutor here...

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Angela and Martin p1 Martins session

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The OConnell Chronicles One Mans Art

Untitled Document The Chronicles of Jerry O?ConnellThis is the second part of an intended chronicle detailing the works of a ratherunpleasant man by the name of Jerry O?Connell. ( the first part being ?The Objectof His Affection?) Jerry is a physician, of sorts, who deals in the art of women,modifying them to suit the needs of his clients. He has a long and sordid history,which should be detailed in future installments. Some installments of this chronicle,such as this, will feature Jerry as a...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Art CriticChapter 8 Judgment Day

Mavis lived in a house that was twice as big as ours in a gated community on the west side of the city. We were ten minutes later getting there than we planned and awestruck when we pulled into her big circular drive. Even in black and black, the structure seemed to have a southwestern charm that spoke of old wealth. I guess I’d never asked Mavis about her home and family. Too lost in her eyes. We were met at the door by Mavis, who threw her arms around each of us and gave us a kiss. It was...

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HQporner Art Porn

I like my pornos to be as dirty as possible, with sticky liquids everywhere, cumshots, facials, and all that crap. However, that does not mean that sometimes I do not like to sit down and enjoy classic pornographic scenes, or the ones that are called “artistic”. It all really depends on our mood, and I think everyone can agree on this with me. Sometimes I love to watch hardcore porn scenes with choking, spitting, and gagging, but then again, I also enjoy watching sensual and passionate...

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Art Of Zoo

I thought Art of Zoo would be a good site to show my nephew because he’s always been into painting pictures of animals. Now my sister won’t speak to me, and I was even uninvited from the Christmas dinner. I guess that’s on me for not looking at the site before recommending it. That doesn’t speak well of my ability to review websites, which is pretty much my main thing around here. Can you blame me, though? With a name like that, I honestly expected something more wholesome. Like, a lot more...

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The Art Of Finger Fucking

It was in the Consort Bar, at the King Edward Hotel, where our paths crossed. I couldn't pry my eyes away from her as she walked in, on another man's arm. A trace of a knowing smile and the slightest nod of her head went unnoticed to everyone but me. It was her clandestine reply to the silent compliment I had paid her. She gracefully slipped her arm from around the man's bent elbow, just as they reached the table for two in front of me. He slid a chair away from the circular glass table. I...

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