Cloned
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‘Stop it! STOP IT!!!!!
I think I must be going mad. This is me Zak, I know what I am saying is true.’
Zak raised his eyebrows and shook his head slowly.
‘Look I am sorry. I could never imagine this could be how things would turn out. My wife is downstairs watching tv and you are a model T-49 robot cloned from her.’
He reached out to touch the robot’s arm, but she pulled away.
‘It is not true. I AM YOUR WIFE!!’
He stepped back, taken aback at the way the robot was shouting and protesting, convinced it was right.
‘I can remember our life together before the robot came.’
‘Of course you do. You have been programmed to be a clone, you know everything she knows. We downloaded it into your memory banks.’
‘I don’t have memory banks. I am a human being!’
Ellie clenched her fists, her arms straight by her sides. She could feel the blood pulsing in the veins of her neck. A robot doesn’t have veins in its neck, she is not a robot.
Zak was nonplussed. What could he say? He felt truly sorry for the upset he had caused the model T-49, even though his brain told him it was just circuitry emulating emotion. He felt guilty. He never imagined it would actually feel anything let alone have such conviction. It was to be a complete replica of the person it was cloned as, to stand in for his wife at functions she was too busy to attend and to keep house.
Ellie stared at Zak and could not fathom how he could be so supremely confident of himself. She had had many times when she doubted whether she was in fact human. She certainly wasn’t like she used to be. As a distinguished academic she had never ever had any interest in keeping the house clean and the larder stocked, and yet even now she noticed the small stain on the floor behind Zak from a wet and muddy shoe that should not be worn indoors. It nagged away at the back of her skull, and she had to fight the urge to go and mop the floor right this minute. The robot was supposed to take care of these things. That was why she had agreed to having a domesticated robot.
Maybe he was right after all. The real Ellie would never care how the house looked and would be much too busy working on a paper or talking on the internet with some collaborator. Could she understand the things Ellie was working on? She was not sure. Somehow they did make some kind of sense to her, but they also felt alien and distant. She had to shake herself out of this way of thinking.
‘Why did the robot have to be a clone of me?’ she asked suddenly.
‘Huh?’
‘I said, why did the robot have to be a clone of me?’
‘Well you are a clone of my wife Ellie because that is the nature of the research I do. I combine the latest artificial intelligence systems with cloning technology. You are an experimental design to test the implanting of memories.’
‘So what does your wife think about having a robot steal her memories?’ she was angry, this was a ridiculous notion.
‘She doesn’t lose her memories. It’s just you have an imprint of them too. Many people who lose a loved one would give anything to have a perfect clone of them that could also share their memories.’
‘I mean, am I supposed to really understand her work then?’
‘Not fully. I am not sure we have the technology yet for that, and besides it would have required a lot of hard training. Her work is very advanced. We opted for just a level of knowledge to get by in social occasions. You could not give a lecture in place of her or anything like that. There was no need.’
Ellie had not noticed how she had slipped away again from the belief she was human and the thing downstairs watching the tv was the robot. It always seemed confusing for her and her mind drifted between these beliefs without any conscious awareness of the shift. Besides, that muddy stain on the floor was eating away at her. It was like she couldn’t concentrate with part of her mind consumed by the mess she had to mop up.
‘Excuse me a moment, I just need to clean that up.’
She went into the kitchen and took out a mop and bucket. She felt better already, she had a sense of purpose. It bothered her when she acted without instructions. Why was she arguing? What did she hope to gain? She got an uncomfortable feeling that she was out of control, working outside her parameters. She yearned for the security of being told what to do, to still the voices of doubt in her head. She was tired of it, and having a simple task to perform meant that she knew she was doing something worthwhile. The empty rebellion made her feel so bad.
She came back out and mopped the floor, taking pride in how clean it looked. She was about to return to the kitchen to throw the dirty water, when she caught sight of Zak. He was smiling at her.
‘Does that not make you feel better now?’
She knew he was right, and she hated him for seeing right through her. Why did she feel better now? The old Ellie couldn’t give a toss about the cleanliness of the house. She suddenly saw how this must look to him. Yet she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. The idea of any dirtiness or untidiness in the house now would just gnaw at her insides, taking her over until she could ignore it no longer. She looked down at the heavy rubber maid’s costume she wore. It was inescapable. She was the robot maid after all. Her shoulders slumped.
‘Look I am going to put you in the cupboard now and charge your batteries up. The downtime may help you to adjust. I really never meant to cause you any distress.’
‘No, no don’t! I don’t want to go into the cupboard. It is horrid place. I want to sleep with you.’
‘Things will seem better in the morning. They usually do.’ With that Zak picked up the remote and pointed it at her. She reached out shaking her head, desperately trying to stop him pressing the OFF button. His finger depressed the switch and her head slumped arms hanging limply by her sides.
Zak shook his head sadly. Just for a minute there… it had all sounded so convincing. He had even started to doubt himself. There were clearly dangers involved in memory downloads to a clone. Thank God he had the remote so he could distinguish them. He would have to think about that.
He put his arms under hers and pulled her across to the cupboard. She offered no resistance or any sign of comprehension of what was happening. He closed the cupboard door and went to discuss what had happened with his wife.
–o0o–
She finished dusting the sitting room and had cleaned the windows and now she needed to tidy away the study. She wandered into the room and found mistress sitting in the armchair staring out the window. She seemed to be miles away. Ellie stared at her slumped in the armchair. She knew the robot had to have some downtime in order to recharge, but she didn’t know when. It must be when she was switched off she thought. She stepped gingerly into the room. She wanted to see if the robot was indeed in downtime.
It was hard moving silently as the heavy rubber maid’s uniform creaked as she moved. She could feel the apron pulled tight and clipped just nestling on top of the long decline from her waist to the curve of her ass cheeks. She felt utterly humiliated, a woman of her importance, with a reputation in academic circles that stretched right across the world, standing here in a maid’s uniform, tiptoeing around an inert robot. The idea popped into her head, imagine that instead of the robot, she was tiptoeing around her academic colleagues dressed in this ridiculous fashion. The thought that she might at any moment wake them and they see her for what she has become frightens and intensifies her efforts. She felt a solid hard knot forming in her throat, her temples throbbed and her chest beat frantically. Slowly the knot was slowly sinking down her gullet, entering into her stomach before descending further and finally puddling down in the narrow confines between her legs
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She told herself to pull herself together. It was utterly ridiculous for her to wet herself over the humiliation of what had happened to her. She had to stay positive, remain focused upon doing something about it. Yet it was hard, there was a part of her that had never felt this excited before. She struggled with this annoying ambivalence that hijacked her efforts to recover her former position, and the fact she had to struggle with herself both shocked and horrified her.
As she stepped tentatively into the room and stretched her neck to peer round at the robot’s face to see if it would stir at all, she felt her heart stop. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw the remote on a table to her left. Memories of being chased around the house by the maid, the capitulation, the dropping of the remote and watching it tumble out of her grasp flooded back to her. She knew that somehow the remote controlled one or other of them, and whoever held the remote had the upper hand. This was the moment she had been waiting for, this was her opportunity to seize control and regain her life.
She dared not move a muscle. She was weighing up whether to go on and make sure the robot was indeed inactive first or make a dive for the remote. She needed to get that remote at all costs if she was to stand a chance, and maybe just maybe this was to be her chance.
Memories flooded her: the chase, that desperate hunger to get hold of the remote, the delicious satisfaction as she had felt the weight of it drop into her palm and the overriding relief that she was in control all flooded back to her. That’s right, she had been doing the chasing not the other way round. Wasn’t that it? When mistress had asked her she must have handed it right back. Yet she had wanted it? Yet she was dutiful? She felt confused and conflicted. It was as if she were both being chased and doing the chasing, as if simultaneously relinquishing the remote and demanding it. Her head swam, she had to focus for if she didn’t focus she would remain trapped forever.
In that moment she decided. She shifted her weight back on to her left foot and there was a creak and groan from her uniform at the sudden shift in movement. She couldn’t be sure, but she thought the robot had stirred in that moment. It was now or never. She lunged for the remote swinging all her weight behind her, her legs shot in the air as she made her dive. She landed heavily on the floor and the table toppled with a crash. Her hand had closed but there was nothing within it. She looked up as she fell perplexed at why she had not the remote in her hand. She saw mistress towering above her, smiling. The remote was pointed ominously towards her.
‘You never give it a rest, do you?’ she said.
Suddenly, just as her heart sank, everything went black.
–o0o—
Standing motionless in the middle of the room Ellie stared straight in front of her. The bright shiny pvc skirt splayed out wide from her waist that was tightly wrapped in the same material. At her shoulders were thin straps of black shiny plastic that met the dress at bright metal rings that caught the overhead light. The big round open and suggestive loops contrasted brightly against the deep black of the pvc. The skirt of the dress ended way above her knees exposing pale legs and thighs. The material had a stiffness to it, so instead of wrapping around her from her hips it spread out wide in stiff folds that accentuated her pelvis and the cheeks of her ass. The material tickled her thighs as the seam grated against them. Her face was resolute, full of concentration maintaining her still posture.
The man moved walked around her and drank her in with his eyes. She could see the lust in them and she felt entirely on display despite the clothes she was wearing. She was confused as to why mistress had left her here. Who was this man? Why was she working for him now? Shouldn’t she be at home cleaning?
Mistress had been smiling and laughing at her as she told her she was being sent away to complete her training. She had been worried that master and mistress were not happy with her work. She remembered begging mistress for another opportunity to serve them better. In her mind she could not contemplate anything other than serving them. What was her purpose? She suddenly felt very vulnerable at the whim of other people she had thought would always want her. She had never imagined she could end up being sent away. Her mind was in turmoil as she tried to think what she could have done wrong. It had been a game hadn’t it: handing her the remote to play a trick on Zak. No that was days ago wasn’t it? Why hadn’t they traded places back again?
She recalled how her mistress’ fingers had slid under her skirt while she cooed and reassured her. Those fingers were so deft, she read her mind and knew exactly what she needed: how to stroke, when to pull and where to pinch. She had been inflamed in the midst of her distress until her worries had melted away. The words of her mistress restored her calm, evened out her breathing and settled the rhythm in the rise and fall of her chest. This would make her more deeply servile than she could possibly achieve staying with them. She wanted to win the game didn’t she? Show that she could do this. She wasn’t going to admit she was defeated now was she? Well no, of course not. She would see it through, whatever it took to win.
The plastic material stuck straight out and offered no covering. Only the thin scratchy red thong panty offered any protection. The man circled about her like a predator ready to pounce. His hands pressed against her body and she felt a thrill at his touch. She didn’t want to feel this response, part of her mind was rebelling and trying to get her legs to work, but she was transfixed waiting for the call that would allow her movement. He lifted her skirt from behind and stared at her ass cheeks. The thin strip of red material disappearing in the dark crevice between them only seemed to frame their bareness. He slapped her hard on her cheek and watched as the red imprint grew on the pale flesh. Amazing! Just like real skin, he thought. Ellie’s mind worked furiously. Why was he slapping her? She hadn’t done anything, she was still awaiting instructions. What on earth could she have done wrong?
She stood there motionlessly still awaiting the call which would allow her to move, as his hand slammed again and again into her fleshy cheeks. Her body roc ked with each blow, but although she felt the pain, she felt the humiliation, none of that showed on her face. Her training had locked her features so she was unable to betray the raging shame she felt inside. Finally after many blows he stopped, but what came next was worse. His hand reached out and squeezed viciously her red raw flesh. She felt her throat constrict tight so that it hurt as she forced the yelp back down.
He didn’t seem to show any consideration and Ellie felt torn. Why should he? Why did it even cross her mind that he should? Yet she felt some anger at him for treating her this way. Then of course her training kicked in and she realised she was here to serve and if this is what she could do by way of service to him, then she should be happy for him to hurt her like this.
‘You’ll make a good obedient little whore for me, won’t you? You respond quickly. Look at how wet you are down here already.’ She felt his fingers probing her entrance, this stranger’s fingers dancing over her clit. She had been thinking of the maid fingering her and although she had not been aware, she had been secreting her love juices over the thin crotch of her thong. She felt disgusted and ashamed now to be so turned on in front of this man she barely knew. ‘You are programmed to be obedient, and to obey me so you will become a good slut for me. You will spend your time being fucked in any way I choose and this will now become your purpose.’
It was all horribly true she was aroused and felt her heart thudding in her chest as he played with her a
nd gave her fresh purpose. She felt reassured by having a purpose once more. The horrible doubt of a few moments before evaporated. She battled with herself though, as she still seemed to have some remnant of dignity she clung to. The idea of being a whore upset her and she felt sad, disgusted, demeaned and useless that she could not protest. Was she able to win this game? At what cost? Then again the training kicked in and she understood this was a test and one she had to overcome.
Of course I’d do it, I’d have to. I obey orders from my master. Strangely this seemed to calm her. It never mattered what she thought about, only what she was told to do. It was enough to obey promptly and efficiently. Follow your training she thought and you can’t go wrong. The struggle in her head subsided. More and more she realised that the more she thought about things, the more confused and insecure she felt. She would confine herself to doing as she was told from now on.
He told her to kneel on the floor with her back to him. She sank down before him exactly as he desired. He told her to reach forward with arms spread and place first one hand and then the other on the floor before her, spreading her arms wide. She did exactly as she was told and he came round inspecting her. Her face was just inches from the floor in this position and he adjusted her arms pulling them wider and sinking her face closer to the floor. She was placed in a position bowing down before him now. He came round behind her once he was finally satisfied and told her to spread her legs and lift her ass up pleadingly for him.
He moved behind her and kicked at her ankles to push them further apart. Her face moved closer to the floor and her behind was completely in view as the short skirt of her uniform lifted away and rested on the small of her back. Finally he told her to rest her forehead on the floor with her nose against its hard surface. She was now completely at his mercy and could not even see where he was.
‘This is your whore position. When I tell you whore position you will adopt this pose exactly as you have it now. Understand?’
‘Yes master.’ She felt her arms taking weight and strain but her knees took the brunt of his attack as he launched himself upon her. He wrapped his body over her behind and his cock sank deep, deep into her and almost straight away flooded her with his cum. He was so aroused at the sight of her offering her body to him that he lost control. She felt his cum push back out around his cock and heard it dribble on the floor. She was happy. She had satisfied her master.
–o0o–
Standing in front of the sink, she washed the dishes. The sunlight streamed in through the window. She found it relaxing doing the dishes, she didn’t have to worry about anything and she knew she was being useful. Today, though, her mind drifted. She thought about the days shortly after the robot had arrived. She dimly recalled being an independent minded woman who pursued her career with vigour. Now she was so insecure, she couldn’t even be sure who she was or even whether she was human. She only felt reassured when given something to get on with. Her world revolved around the cleaning and the tidying and she felt a thrill of satisfaction at jobs well done and the bonus was when her mistress praised her work.
At that moment her mistress walked in and she sniggered at the sight of her. She turned towards her mistress, ‘Is there anything I can do for you?’ she sounded demure.
She laughed. ‘No,’ and pointed the barrel of the remote at her face. All went black.
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Hello all ISS readers. I am Rocky from Mumbai, here to share my real experience in the form of a story. Love you all who mailed me feedback. Thanks all of you ladies and girls who trusted me and became friends. I only reply to females coz boys always ask for contact info about all ladies. So my all dear iss readers, all this story I will narrate in Hindi, as many of my ladies love when I write in hinglish. To mera badi umar ki aurton pe attracted hona bahot choti umar se chalu ho gaya tha. 18...
Romance: Another country heard from:20. "If I'm going ... let's go," Sultry said. "We can't," said Jack. "Why not?" "Our spies aren't back yet," Jack said. "Spies? Jack? We don't have spies." "We do now." "Jack? Who did you send?" Sultry asked. "Wait. Don't answer that." Who is missing? She mumbled and fumbled for a minute. "Jack? You sent Two and One?" Jack grinned. "You didn't!" Sultry said, "Jack ... Two is always looking for trouble and One is usually...
The day begins like most others, with your alarm clock wringing you madly from sleep. Awake. Sitting up, face being massaged by one of your hands, the other being used to prop yourself up. Weekday mornings are never pleasant. You never go to bed at a reasonable hour, plus you have an awesome bed, so leaving its comfortable confines sucks. Especially during these winter months. Like a viking, you brave the cold. You gather some clothes, and head off to the shower. 20 minutes later, you're clean,...
The sea caves were incredible. Seeing them only reinforced the respect that I have for the forces of nature. I was in awe as I studied the results of thousands of years of buffeting waves. That action, along with the freezing and thawing, had created those incredible formations around the edges of the island. Huge chunks of rock were supported by pillars that looked like they had been chiseled by some ancient Greek temple builder. Caverns had formed and disappeared into the recesses on the...
husband watched wife fuckedI am going to tell you about my unusual sex life. It all started with my wife being unfaithful. She was at a friend’s hen party when under the influence of alcohol she fucked the male stripper in front of the whole party. We have two young c***dren, and for their sake I did not kick her out, but I have never been able to touch her since. In the end we agreed that we would stay together but seek to fill our sexual needs elsewhere.One day I told a work colleague, Tom...
Almost a ten-day later, we arrived in the vicinity of Meridian and Tony recognized parts of the area. As he described it to others of the Jacks, they agreed that we had found a place through which they had traveled. They had originally followed the old I-20 track east this far. We met a group of traders that evening who had just come from the Jacks' territory. They reported that they had been asked to be looking for the missing party as they traveled. They were interested in knowing of the...
Hurricane Taboo'sMature/Younger, Flashing/Up Skirts, Voyeurism, Naughty, Kinky, Extreme Mike and Betsy had swapped driving through the rain for 3 hours on a usual 2 hr trip going to pick up Lewis, he was her stepson by marriage. Lewis had lost it when his dad was sentenced to 20 years in prison on a financial scheme. Mixing in the wrong crowd, he got 18 months in addition to having served 6 months in jail. Lewis's dad and Betsy divorced but she kept Lewis as family.She had Mike had been...
Mavis freshened her body and dressed while Terry lay sprawled in the middle of the bed, the huge dong protruding from her snatch, one end still buried in her body. "Mick isn't going to like me having that T-Bird," Terry frowned, "but I'm going to keep it, anyway!" Mavis watched the little sex-pot slowly fucking the dildo in and out of her snatch. "I should go down to the store with you and get a fast fuck from Willie," Terry panted. "I don't think he'll fuck anyone for a few...
I was fortunate enough to have 3 cousins all are older than me. I was the only son of theirs uncle as I was staying with my parents in our ancestral house in a village we did not meet much, because they were living in the city on summer vacations they used to come to our house and I would also go and stay with them in the city. My 3 cousins Seema, Rekha, Vrinda were extremely hot girls but I never noticed this and they used to tease boys in front of me and even share sex jokes and stories among...
Rebecca Summer with Tameka and Monique proved to be a wonderful and interesting experience. Tameka quickly learned the whole story about the Fosters and what they had done to Monique and I. To my surprise and everlasting pleasure she held each of us closely in a long and loving hug and let us cry ourselves out when we first unburdened ourselves to her with the whole story. It was almost as if I had finally sat down with Jason and told him. Tameka also quickly showed that her earlier kisses...
It happened 5 months ago during summer vacations. My younger brother who is still in school had his holidays. My parents had planned a trip for a week in the village, a remote place with not much access to technology. Though I never liked that place, my parents were fond of it as they were born there. Thankfully I will not be able to visit this time because of my college. I am doing engineering; my holidays simply don’t coincide with my brother’s. I was very excited to stay home, alone for a...
My mother couldn't stop chattering all the way to the airport. On the spur of the moment, we'd booked a bargain three-night mini-break at a hotel on the Costa Blanca, and Mum was bubbling with excitement. She kept talking about what we'd do and wondering about the hotel - I think she'd memorized all the brochures and leaflets she'd collected at the travel agents, and after having to listen to her I think I pretty well knew them off by heart, too.She was already dressed for the warm Spanish...
Simon had called a meeting of the Council to discuss with our allies where best to prosecute the war against the Nephilim and Daoine Sidhe. It had been a freewheeling debate and at times quite acrimonious, although our allies didn’t seem to mind too much as the Council hadn’t shown itself up to any extent. Towards the end of the debate, there was silence as the Council members and our various allies contemplated the plans before us for the invasion of the Outer Realms. “Much as it pains me...
This is my first attempt at writing about a lesbian relationship. Please forgive the presumption and please send me criticisms, suggestions and comments. The Sacred Band, chapter thirteen Ivy and Ginny (and Donald and Bruno) told by Ginny. She just started singing All the things you are to Bruno’s sympathetic guitar backing, and we all stared open-mouthed at the sweet, controlled lyricism of her golden wisp of a voice. Of course I had heard Ivy singing in the bath. I told her that she had a...
[Disclaimer: Clark Kent, etc, are not my property and are used solely for noncommercial purposes.] Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... it's a darn good question. Why DOES Clark Kent disappear every time Supergirl appears? By Jillian Everest Comments appreciated at: JillianEverest -AT- hotmail -dot- com Clark Kent and Lois Lane were walking down the street, discussing their latest story. Clark was dressed in a nicely tailored, very conservative, dark suit. Lois...
Yallarigu namaskara nanna hesaru aakash anta naanu hubballiyava . Nanna bagge helabeku andra nodaka anta beautiful illa adra gatti adini . Nanna native hubballi so swalpa aa bhashe olaga story aiti adjust madkori. Naanu sslc varegu hallili odeni ,puc dharwad olaga odeni puc aadmele engineering oodaka anta bengalur ge bande 8th sem nalli iss ododakke start madide . Naanu engg odovaaga naanu nanna friend room madkond idvi . Namma mane pakkada maneyalli ondu family ittu aa maneli ganda , hendati ,...
My name is Julie...Yesterday was Sunday so of course that meant it was a morning of worship for me at my church. After a morning of Bible study, singing in the choir and listening to our pastor give a fire-and-brimstone sermon about whether we want to serve God or the devil in hell, I returned to my peaceful home out in the country.During the school year I rent out an apartment in Fayetteville. But during the summer I live at my parent's house, which is about a mile up a dirt road and several...
David and Amber really got my blood pumping as they sucked my cock together. To have a long-time friend and his wife, who happened to be my in-laws, join together to pleasure me orally ... it was a real treat. I found my next wind pretty easily, though it was also helped when Amber, a pharmacy technician, gave me a free sample of a new potency drug, making her intentions clear. "There's more where that came from, honey. David and I are eager to get fucked by you ... David is a top with me,...
This scene features the unbelievably beautiful Gianna Dior who loves intense and very rough sex. We immediately have great chemistry and aggressively go at it all over the bed. She enjoys being held down, slapped and used and has multiple orgasms in different positions. There’s POV shot while she gives me a wet and sloppy blowjob/rimming and while she rides my cock in multiple positions. The scene ends with with me fucking Gianna’s throat hard until I cum in her mouth and push my...
xmoviesforyouThis is a true story. It happened when I was 17 years old. First you have to understand. I was no stranger to hitch hiking or receiving blowjobs from strange men. I had been doing both since I was 15 years old. I was at the time sleeping in a shed in my parents car port after having another (one of very many) run in with my father. He would boot me out and my mother would fix up a bed in the shed for me until things blew over. He would go to work I would go inside shower and change clothes....
And now, Weaver. From the corner of his eye, Weaver caught sight of the big fist thundering toward him. It had been years since he'd fought in the ring and maybe he wasn't as fast as he used to be, but he still knew how to react to a haymaker. He slipped under the wild punch and came up inside with a short, hammer-like left shot to the brute's ribcage. Stumbling backward, the big man was surprised at the force of the blow from someone so much smaller than himself. As Weaver plotted his...
You just never know when one of those moments is going to come along that you will never forget, one summer weekend, Sandy Becker and her husband, Jim, were planning a fun day at a popular amusement park with some of their friends. Not only was she very excited about many of the thrill rides, but because she knew her husband’s coworker, Mark, would be there as well. Sandy and Mark had always had a flirtatious relationship, but, as she was married, and he was usually involved with someone, it...
Giorno 4 Oggi non mi sento molto bene, forse qualche insetto tropicale mi ha punto durante la gita nella giungla di ieri, oppure mi sono preso qualche virus, sta di fatto che ? buona parte della giornata che sono sul w.c. Mia moglie mi ha tenuto un po' di compagnia nei rari momenti che riesco a stare sul divano, ma le ho detto di andarsene un po' in spiaggia, non mi sembra giusto farle perdere un giorno di vacanza per colpa mia. Ha provato qualche avance, ma oggi mi sento veramente s...
Hi. I am Anjali. I am a divorcee, 32 years with figure 38-28-38. This is story happened with me in last December. I went to meet my friends in Bangalore. It was new year time, so I wanted to enjoy in Bangalore. But I had to urgently return to my place Chennai. It was overnight journey and I got easy tickets. I presumed that no rush will be there and easily get sleeper without reservation. I was right. It was rush towards Bangalore but not for return way. I caught night train. I entered the...
Group SexThe rain fell with abandon onto the streets and windows of the club. Splattering and making it’s mark where it wanted. The wind sometimes tossing it up against the glass, like a woman throwing up her hands and hitting the wall behind her as her lover forces her up against it. Giving in, submitting to it, and trailing downwards in wetness. The impending darkness of the dusk was creeping in, curling around everything like slinky tendrils of fog, and encompassing everything in it’s path. It did so...