Thursday 12 January 2017

Kavita Fucked By Father In Law

Kavita Fucked By Father In Law

Hi friends, this is Kavita, presently aged 28 from Kolkatta and possess physical charm that men of all ages find attractive ever since beginning of my teenage. God gave me beauty and that helped my parents to settle my marriage in a well to do conservative family. I used to dream about a handsome husband earning lots of money for me.

I kind of just managed to complete my grad from reputed college in Kolkata when my father got this marriage proposal. We were middle class and when proposal of Deep came, we grabbed it with both hands as they were rich and above all Deep was a handsome boy. Deep was working in Delhi with a MNC and we were told he was getting six figure salary every month.

As a result, my father(we also) did'nt bother to look into details of Deep and within three months, I was married off to Deep. It came as a surprise to me that Deep did'nt even kiss me on our 'Phool sojjo (first night). He seemed a bit disturbed and after a brief chat asked me to sleep.

My dreams of having wild sex (mainly compel on me by my friends that my husband would keep me awake seeing my assets ) crashed. I was treated well by my inlaws ( mother in law had expired, only father in law, sister in law (my age ) and widow aunt in law and her two Sons ) and their suggestion of honeymoon was callously turned down by my husband.

After about a month after the marriage, Deep was simply not intrested in my beauty and having sex and it hurted me more as my sister in law would nudge me here and there and say ' Dada to pagol hoe giye hobe aemon sundori bou pae (brother might have gone mad with beauty of yours).

It was not that I was dying for sex ( I had two encounters before marriage, first with my friend to whom I lost my virginity and second was with friend of my brother during his marriage) but something seemed odd.

Both Vikas (my friend) and Shishir da(my brother's friend) had complimented me and said that any man would go mad and will become my slave to have sex with me and here Deep, my husband, despite my cleverly disguised accidental (though intentional) cleavage show, did'nt seem to be impressed.

Coming back to story, when Deep said he would be going back to Delhi, my inlaws insisted that he takes me with him. After a lot of persuasion (to my surprise as to why he was avoiding me ) he took me along and within a month (of sexless days and night ) we settled down.

I observed that sometimes while sleeping he used to get huge erections (and I used to get horny) but still he would not touch me. I after about six months into marriage was still waiting for him. All my efforts to seduce him went in vain and he used to avoid me. I had frequently started to ask him to hook my bra etc etc and had even given him a strip show but of no avail.

I began doubting him that he has an serious commitment and is of faithful types and then one day I burst out and demanded explanation. He calmed me down and denied that he is seeing any girl . Meanwhile during all these days, my aunt in law would call me and ask ' Kobita, sob theek aache toh (Kavita everything is o.k or not )'.

That day, I called them and blamed them for ruining my life and in burst of anger told them that I, even after six months into the marriage, am still virgin despite my trying hard. There was a lull on their side and as my aunt in law disconnected I heard her saying to somebody ' jaar bhauy chilo, satyo holo(the fears have come true)'.

That night sky came crashing down on me as Deep sat with me and offered me drinks and told me that he is a gay. I laughed at first and then weep and asked him as to why did he then spoil my life. He felt sorry for me and said it was due to pressure from family and he tried hard to change but could'nt. Both of us weep and when we slept we did'nt know.

Next day, he as usual went to office and again begged for my forgiveness. After he went to office I cursed myself and my family and perhaps everyone in this world. I then got ready with mind made up that I would seek divorce and start my life again. Fortunately I could book myself a evening flight from Delhi.

I got ready wearing a saree with sleeveless blouse and packed my bag. I wrote a note for Deep that I am flying to Kolkatta. Just as I was planning to move out the door bell rang. It was my father in law. (I would try to translate our conversation )He looked at me and asked ' Kobita, you are going somewhere '. I replied ' yes, back home '.

He sighed and said ' aami bujhte pari, tumi onek raygay aacho (I understand, you are annoyed )'. Then he asked if I can make some tea for him. I rudely said that I would be late to catch my flight (even though I had some six hours but I desperately wanted to move out of that place ). He insisted and I could not refuse as there was a command and request both.

I made him tea and while having tea he kept mum. He then said ' I took early morning flight to come here and am without baggage '. I understood and gave him Deep's T shirt and a Pyjama. He asked me to wait till he freshens up and then he would talk. I dumbly sat and after bathing he came out.

He then asked me about the incident which I narrated graphically to him and started sobbing. He listened to me intently and consoled me. That made me weep and I hugged him saying ' aamar ki hobe'. He also hugged me and kept on consoling me. As gradually I was returning back to normalcy and tried to move out of hug,

I realised he was holding me tight and one of his hands was on my waist while the other gently rubbing my bare back consoling me. As I compel myself out of his hug, he softly held my cheeks saying 'aami bujhchi(i understand), don't weep '. His fingers caressed my cheeks removing tears and hair strands from cheeks and then his fingers touched my lips as if there was hair also.

He gently pressed my lips with his fingers saying ' kedon naa, kedon naa (don't weep)'. Looking straight into my eyes he then asked me ' tumi Deep kay sodhrabar chesta korecho'. Before I could reply he gently pulled me and I rested my head on his broad chest and amidst sobs said yes.

He was now holding me from my waist and I felt his both his thumbs in a synchronised way moving up and down on my belly button area. It gave me strange sensation and immense pleasure. Being a woman, I knew his actions were not to soothe his daughter in law. I thought of pulling away but then it was stoking my desires and I was in dilemma.

He then kept his chin on my right shoulder and rubbed his chin over my bare skin. It had devastating effect and my whole body had goosebums. I felt his hot breath over my bare shoulder to neck area and even though I had stopped sobbing and weeping he kept on saying ' don't weep ' and continued with his actions.

His actions were gradually but at steady pace stoking my desires and with each passing moment arousing me more and more and giving me pleasure. I anxiously waited for his next step and he kept me waiting for quite some time before I felt a tinge of wetness on my neck. My FIL was now licking my neck by faintly touching his tongue over my neck.

I whimpered in his arms and he held me with his arms. Almost immediately, I felt my pallu slipping gradually. I was thoroughly enjoying and assisted him by myself pulling it down. Now with both exposed shoulder he rubbed his cheeks over them blowing hot and started cursing his son. He mumbled ' ki bokaa chele aamaar(what a fool my son is) '.

As his lips and tongue gently kept on caressing my both shoulders via my neck, his one hand caressed my ass and the other one's fingers sensuously kept on moving and playing around with my waist and thumb found way into my peticot and massaged gently just above my panties. I could feel my nipples getting erect and my breathing getting more and more erratic.

I was having a mental battle, wether to proceed any further with my FIL or move away, saving face of both of us. I felt that either I stop him now or else I will be blown away by the Tsunami of pleasure piling up inside me.

As I decided to move away his cheeks rubbed against my cleavage and my ripe melons made my decision so weak that it collapsed and before I knew I had already emitted a escatic moan, more like a baby weep, uuuuummm aaaaannnnnmmm aaannnmmmmm ooooonnnhhhmm oooonnnmmm.

He responded by gently caressinging my ass and his other hand got the courage to climb up to my melons, gently in lookout for my nipples from over the blouse and bra and simultaneously inserting the tongue into the valley of my cleavage and licking it as if tasting something.

His hand, which was on my ass doing caressing job, found its way inside the saree and petticoat and it mildly hurt as the string of peticot squeezed my waist but the pleasure was more. He gently caressed my ass from over the panties and then it went inside my panties and rubbed it. All his actions were so gentle.

His other hand, moving circularly over my melons finally succeeded in locating my erect nipple and soon I felt a gentle pressure of his teeths on my nipples from over the blouse and bra. I again emitted a moan, closing my eyes, my fingers gripped his hair and I literally pressed his face on my melons.

He nibbled on my nipples and then went back to my neck, all the while making me feel the hotness and wetness of his tongue. He licked my shoulders and in between his teeths held my blouse and pulled it away from my shoulders one by one. It exposed my shoulders and his kisses and licks only aggravated the goosebums.

His one hand was now busy removing my saree while playing around my waist to ass and other gently squeezing my melons. My mouth was full of saliva which I kept on gulping and used my tongue to keep my lips wet. I desperately wanted him to kiss me and without kissing me his hands and mouth were giving me the pleasure which Deep should have given me.

My hands crept into his T shirt feeling his chest and in my eagerness to be fucked it went down and gripped his hard dick.

I expressed my impatience by squeezing his dick hard and he responded by starting to unhook my blouse. My saree was already down on floor and my blouse fully open with just bra in between his playful tongue and my melons.

He patiently removed my peticot and I eagerly did away with his T shirt. I wanted to feel his naked body and I must admit that while he was poetic in undressing me I was crude, greedy. He had expertly whipped up my passions and desire and I was totally wet, oozing continuously and making my pussy totally ready.

He removed my bra with his tongue licking around my nipples, making me restless as he would not touch the nipples. Finally, I was in just panty and he in birthday suit when he again hugged me. Our skin to skin contact drove me to extreme and I was by now continuously moaning and started to beg

'uuuumm aaannghhh eeeiissssss pleeassse ekhooooon aaahhh koorooooo naaaaa aaaaaarr ummm ooopppeekkkhaaaa hhoooiiiii naaaa ummmmmmm ( please do it now I can't wait any more ). His cheeks rubbed against mine face and neck and then his tongue licked my lips.

Uffffff, even today when I remember all this I get wet and horny and excuse me for those feelings are beyond any words in any language. His lips finally met mine and there was lot of slurping sound as he sucked and licked my lips before allowing my tongue to explore his mouth and play with his tongue.

All this while, his hands cupped my melons applying just right amount of pressure to enhance my pleasure while softly tickling my nipples with his nails. It was like a dream to me and I kept my eyes closed out of pleasure and the escatsy. I then felt pressure on my shoulder and I sat down on that sofa.

I opened my eyes to have a look at his tool and there was no limit to my joy on seeing his monsterous dick arching upwards towards the ceiling. It was a surprise to me as at 52 years I could not believe that somebody can have this type of erection. He smiled at my expression but said nothing. He came over me and started kissing my nipples and then sucked them.

I could not wait and kept on moaning and begged. He was in no hurry and kissed me from head to toe bruhsing his face vigorously over my trimmed pubic hairs. I wanted his dick so badly and the sexual pleasure was beyond my control.

I begged 'pleeeaseeee dhukiyayyyy daooooo naaaaa aaaar thaaaktaaaay paaarriiiii naaaaaaaa uffffff aaaahhh pppuuurooooo gaaaaa teeeeee moonaaaayyy hoooiii peeeprrraaayyy chooolchaaayyyy aaahhhhh ummmmmm ( please penetrate me, I can not wait any longer, it seems ants are all over my body roaming around ).

This time he obliged me, he expertly positioned himself and I did the rest by greedily thrusting my pelvic upwards to swallow his bulbous head of that monsterous dick. He came crashing down on me, pushing his entire length deep inside me and pinning me down on sofa.

I felt to have been opening up the unexplored territory ( by Vikas and Shishir da) which was like opening the doors of heaven. I felt the fullness. He started to stroke me gently while playing around with my melons and kissing my lips. I was in heaven, I had longed for it and finally my father in law was giving me a tour to heaven.

I had only one thing to do, just enjoy and express my joy by moaning, which I did. Oooohhhhhhh aaaahhhh hhuummmmmmm ummmmmm oooohhhh baaabaaaaa rayyyyy kiiii suuuukkkhhhhh aaaaahhhhhh ummmmmm uffffffffff aaaamaaarrr aeiiii shoreeer rer aaagooooonnnnn koooorrrroooo hmmmmmhhhuuu.

I moaned and talked and expressed my gratitude to him while being fucked nicely (i remain indebted to him till date). His constant slow speed of fucking was now hurting me and I wanted to reach my orgasm quickly.

I requested ' baaabaaaa jooorayyy jooorayyyy karooooo pleeeaseeeeee ( FIL do it fast ) and he spoke for the first time since he put me on this journey of sex ' choltay dayy, aalpooo aalpooo koraayyy aaannnandoooo ta nayyy, soootiiiii boli to aarrr Deeeep er oporay raaag taaa nei,

oi bokaaaa chooodaaaa jonnnay eeiii torrrr motuuuuunnnnn sooondooooriiii kaaaayyyyy chuuuuddddtaaaaayyy paaarchiiiiiii aaaaaahhhhhhh ufffffff kiiiii maaaaallll taaaaaa tuuiiii hmmmmmmm, taakkaaaaa pheeelayyyyyy oooiiii aaajjjjj oobdiii aaammmniiiiii aaanaaandoo paaayeeeniiiii Kkkkoobiitaaaaaa (let it continue at this pace, get pleasure in small bundles,

to tell you the truth, I am no longer annoyed with Deep because it is due to him that I am getting opportunity to fuck a beauty like you, I have spent so much money but did'nt get pleasure like you are giving me Kavita). I was flattered and I too praised him for his ability to fuck so nicely at this age.

I felt his pace increasing gradually and he was muttering ' aei nayyy kobitaaa aei naaay kobitaaaa '. I was nearing my orgasm and encouraged him ' hhhayyyy kkkorooooo ummmmmm baaabbaaaaaa daaaooooooo aaammmaayyyyy bbbhaaaloooo koooraayyyyyy hmmmmmm daaaooo and I opened the sluice gates of my dam and moaned

ohhhhh baaabbaaaaaa aaamaaar hhhoooeeeee gaaaaeeloooooo ummmmmmmm kkiiii suuuukkkhh baaabbaaaaaa kkkorrrroooooo eeekkhhooonnnnn ttthhhemoooo naaaaaaa joooraaaayyyyyy hhhaaayyyyyy uuummm aaannghhh uuuoooonnnmmmmm uffffffff '. He was now rapidly pumping me and continued doing so for several minutes tilll he erupted.

My nipples were swollen but a deep satisfaction engulfed me. He was deep breathing sitting next to me on sofaa. We gathered our breath and my hands roamed all over his chest and I said ' you came here to fuck me '. He said ' no, but when you hugged me your boobs did the trick '. I said ' your son did'nt find them attractive '. He said 'let us discuss'.

I stood up all nude, shamelessly posed seductively in front of him and said ' sofaa tay theek koray holo na, bedroom cholo, kothaa aachay (in sofa it was not properly done, lets go to bedroom and discuss '. I walked nude in front of him swinging my ass seductively for I was now thinking of another fuck by this daughter in law fucker. He too followed me all nude.

Though his dick had lost erection but it looked magnificient between his legs. He went to bathroom and came back washing his pubic hairs and dick. After him I cleaned myself. He looked at me and said 'you have got magnificient body and are a very good '. I asked him ' can you do it again'. He said ' sure but after some food '. I said ' I feel like you are my husband'

My FIL pulled me near him and kissed me. I kissed him back and our tongues played with each other. He cupped my boobs and played with my nipples, never exerting to much pressure.

His experience in cuddling and playing around a woman's body was evident to me. He was again whipping up my passions and I was again letting out occasional moans expressing my level of passions. He licked my nipples in slow circular movement, never sucking it but just lapping his tongue over my erect hard nipples.

I just closed my eyes and from my previous experience I knew he would keep me waiting and do the unexpected. He was gradually moving down and I started praying to sex god that he licks and sucks my pussy. My mere anticipation of being licked and sucked at my love hole by my FIL made me wet.

He was now licking my belly button and his hands had cupped my boobs with his thumb and fingers very gently twisting my nipples circularly in both clockwise and anti-clockwise direction. I was riding high and with each passing moment my passions rode higher and higher. He suddenly stopped and asked me to suck his cock. It was just semierect with a little hardness.

I held his cock and started sucking his cock. I licked the head fully removing the foreskin. In no time I felt his hardness growing leaps and bounds. As his erection grew I greedily took more of his cock inside and sucked hard and played with his testicles. It was no more semi erect and just few minutes of work and it was again arching upwards.

I greedily tried to swallow his entire cock but he stopped me ' neetay parbenaa, nisaans rukhbe kobita, aadhek hi nao(you can not take full, you won't be able to breathe, take half only '. I tried again and failed. I licked the entire length and spitted on his balls and massaged gently. I was wet down there but not dripping. He asked me to give some oil. I pointed towards dressing table.

He got up and brought almond oil. He then applied oil on his dick and asked me to massage it. Then he took lot of oil in both hands and they literally clamped on my pussy. His one hand massaged vigorously my pussy and other gently my boobs while I slowly massaged his dick. Then first his one finger, then second finger entered my love hole and kept on with vigorous massage.

It was rough treatment but gave me immense pleasure. I moaned heavily, ooooooiiiiiieeeee baaabbaaaaa kiiiiii korchoooooo ummmmmmmmm oonek bhalo lagchayyyyy ( oh father what you are doing, it feels good ). I forgot massaging his dick for the pleasure was immense and I dived deep into it. I turned towards him and buried my face into his broad chest.

His other hand now came over my ass and his oil soaked fingers started to rub my annus. I brushed my face over his chest in escatsy and found his taught nipple. I began sucking his nipple and he responded by fingering my pussy and anus simultaneously. I moaned and in between moans sucked his nipples. My tap of my juices had opened and were flowing wetting his fingers.

I again demanded ' baaabaaaaa dhukiyee daaaoooo pleeeaseeee aaaaghghghhh ummmmmm aaahhh oooeeiisssss . He asked me to take up doggy position. As I took doggy position he applied more oil to his dick and massaged again breifly my anus and pussy. I felt he was positioning his dick on my anus and before I could react, I felt his dick tearing apart my rectum and probing deep inside.

I was breathless but strangely (as I have read in this site about tremendous pain ) I felt only that my annus' s elasticity has reached maximum limit. I stood still and he gave me few moments to accomodate his monster inside me.
Then he began pumping me slowly. The brief shock had evaporated and I found this as pleasurable as the previous one.

I was literally taking all his load as his both hands kept on moving between my boobs and waist with continuous thrust after thrust. Both of us were moaning uuummmm haaahhhh oooohhhh eeiioosssss hmmmmmm. As his speed increased his fingers entered my pussy and kept on fingering me at same pace as his thrusts.

He exclaimed ' oooohhhh kobitaaaaaa aaaarrrr ttuummmaaarr kkkoohkhhooon hobaayyyy aaamiii kaaachaaaa kaaaccchiiiii aaacheee ( how far are you from orgasm, I am very near to it). I replied ' bussss aaarooooo ektooo haaaayyyynn korooooo baaababaaaaaaa koroooo ummmmm oooohhhhhh maaagoooo pagolll hoe jaboooo aei suukkkhhhhhh aaayyyyy hmmmm (just a little more, yes yes do it father, oh my good mother I will go mad with this pleasure).

He briefly stopped giving thrust and fingered me and slapped my ass two three times and again pumped me. I shreiked ' ooohhhh maaaaaaaagoooooo aamaaar ummmmmmmm hoeeeeeee ahhhh gayloooo (oh mother I have orgasmed ) '. He pumped me at his maximum pace and held my ass tight. Soon he gave me 3 - 4 powerful thrust that I could not balance and fell.

He pinned my ass with his crotch moving vigorously in circular motion,keeping his entire dick deep inside me. I could feel massive jerks of his dick on my rectum and gradually these jerks subsided and he collapsed by my side gasping for air. It took about 10 - 15 minutes before we could speak. He demanded food, I was also feeling hungry. I again took bath and he joined me.

He asked me if I still wanted to go back. I said ' you said you will discuss '. He smiled and kept on preaching about family prestige as I served food. After having food he called Deep and asked him to come home early. When Deep came there was no sign of our activities in afternoon.

Deep sat quietly as my FIL said ' I cannot allow you to defame our family name which took three generation to build, now you suggest how to taclke the situation '. Deep weep and I really sympathised with him. After lot of heart touching talks between father and son my FIL said ' all can be covered up provided Kobita gets pregnant and agrees to stay with the family '.

Both looked towards me. At the time when this incident happened I was just 23 years old girl. I didnot understand then what was being asked of me. At that particular moment, I was just simply a sexually (by FIL) satisfied woman expecting just a comfortable life. I mumbled ' and who will make me pregnant '.

Deep hung his face in shame and my FIL said ' artificial insemination, I will arrange it, you just need to come with me to Mumbai '. I meekly nodded. My FIL said ' o.k then tomorrow we go to Mumbai '. Deep expressed his inability to come and looking towards me he said ' you go with baba, he will manage '.

For next 20 days, it was like honeymoon to me. I was sexually filled up getting fucked minimum three times a day. We went to Goa as well and there too I experienced lavishness and materialistic world. I was happy. We then returned back to Delhi and with all seriousness my FIL said ' we will be going to Mumbai again next week for further tests '. Deep just nodded.

Instead of taking me to Mumbai he took me to Kerela and it was honeymoon revisited, though of shorter duration. Again after few days he called me to say to be ready for another trip. I informed him that I am having mensuration cycle and not free for next few days. He came down again and took me to Mussorie. There he fucked me day in day out.

I was surprised and even asked ' at this age you manage to do more than a young guy '. He replied ' it is just Yoga, right food to keep sexual desire alive and a beauty like you '. We stayed there for about 10 days. That month I missed my mensuration cycle. I happily informed him and Deep. I didnot understand why Deep murmured ' be safe and cautious Kobita '.

My FIL came after few days and got my pregnancy confirmed. He took me with him to Kolkata. I was accorded a very warm welcome by my inlaws. My family also was very happy and I too forgot that I am pregnant due to my FIL and not Deep. I felt nothing for Deep even though he kept on calling me and enquiring about my health.

My Wife Surrender To My Boss

My Wife Surrender To My Boss

Madhu and I met and married in college, finishing together to begin our careers, she is a teacher, me as an accountant. Our sex life was normal, normal and dull. It was just straight sex, missionary style. I tried to talk to her about expanding her horizons and tried to get her to do other things, or, maybe even tell me her fantasies, but, she seemed sexless most of the time.

Then, after we had been married about three years, we found out I was sterile and that is the reason we could not have a baby. Madhu was devastated. She so wanted baby. I felt horrible because I wanted them, too, but, more than that, because I had let her down. It was about then I started having fantasies of her having sex with another man, a man who would impregnate her, a man to give her what I could not, a baby.

I never had the courage to share my fantasies with her, although they became stronger and stronger. Every time we would see a couple with a small baby, I would see the pain in her face, see her wanting. Over time, I could see something else. I could see her disgust with me for being sterile, for being unable to give her that.

She would fight her feelings. I could see her pendulum swing from being over solicitous with me to revulsion at not being able to give her a baby. It was so hard on both of us.

One night, after we both had too much to drink, I told her my fantasy. I told her I dreamed of her being impregnated by another man, of bearing a happy healthy baby, of me watching them having sex or her telling me all about it. This was so much a part of the fantasy. I must know everything, as if I were impregnating her through him.

She slapped me hard, and then she slapped me again. "How dare you think me a slut!" she screamed, pounding on my chest with her fists. "I'm your wife, you sterile wimp!" She began to weep buckets, collapsing against me as she sobbed. Immediately, she begged my forgiveness at calling me a wimp, saying she knew it was not my fault, that I wanted a baby as much as she did.

I threw myself in my work. Our relationship declined even faster, to the point she would lie there limply when we had sex. I got to the point I would rather not bother her. Yet, even though she was listless in our bed, I felt a tension building in her.

Then, the firm had a cocktail party for an executive who was being transferred to another office. Three other men had been fired. Those changes opened up some job opportunities which had not yet been filled. Mr. Malik, the top man in the company, was going to be at the party to meet all of us. I'm sure part of the reason he was there was to evaluate some of us who might be up for a promotion.

Madhu claimed to be too tired to go, but I insisted. This was too important for her to miss. Our company liked to hire married people and wives were an important part of our culture. At the party, Madhu relaxed and began enjoying herself as she normally did. She was really a very pleasant person normally, before the baby crisis anyway.

We had been there about two hours when I realized Madhu was not by my side. I saw her talking to Mr. Malik in the corner. They seemed intent. I turned to talk to someone else. When I looked for her again, she was gone. So was Mr. Malik.

Immediately, I began to wonder. What was happening? Had they left together? Then, my immediate supervisor grabbed me to meet the new recruit. I was stranded, trying to make polite conversation while my brain whirled. I felt a hand on my arm. It was Madhu.

"Honey, let's go home," she said. Her eyes were wild, more alive then I could remember seeing them in years. She was very excited as she dug her nails into my arm. I said my farewells and followed her toward the door. Mr. Malik was watching us as we left. In the car, I tried to make conversation but she said she did not want to talk right now. She leaned back as if asleep but her foot was moving rhythmically with her shoe dangling off her toes. She bounced into the house.

"Did you have a nice talk with Mr. Malik?" I asked as we undressed in our bedroom after the party. The tension was thick. Madhu was moving sensually, her hips rotating more than normal, her back arched. I was hard just thinking about her.

"Yes. Why didn't you tell me you were up for a promotion?"

"I didn't know I was. The rumor mill had my name in the pot but I have not been officially informed."

"Well, you certainly are being considered," Madhu said.

I was sitting on the bed in my jockeys. Madhu was now naked except for her panties. I knew she wanted sex because she let me see her bare breasts. She had a funny smile as she sat next to me on the bed, a funny, wild smile.

"Tell me you favorite sexual fantasy again," she said.

I quivered. She had never asked this question before, never.

"Which one?" I asked, although I knew exactly which one she meant.

She dragged her nails over my bare leg. "You know which one."

"I want you to have sex with another man. I want him to impregnate you. I want to watch or I want you to come home and tell me about it." I gasped it out, my voice squeaky. Sweat started to flow from me.

"Tell me yours now," I asked. Madhu would never discuss her fantasies. I knew tonight was going to be different. She was dying to tell me. She gave me a coquettish gaze, looking up from under her lashes.

"Oh, mine is almost the same as yours. In mine, a strong man takes me in a situation where I have little choice about it. You watch sometimes. Sometimes, I tell you about it. He fucks me. His dick is big and long and thick and so very hard. He fucks me all he wants to. He fucks me and makes me pregnant."

She was wild, digging her fingernails into my thigh. She leaned over conspiratorially.

"More than that, he makes me his slut. Me, Ajay, me. Little, sweet, shy Madhu. I become his slut, relishing in his control of me, loving every minute of the sex, doing whatever he wants anytime he wants."

"Why did you never tell me that?"

She ignored my question, standing and walking away. She spun to face me again, hands on hips, pelvis thrust forward.

"I know what it will take to get you the promotion," she said.

"What?"

"Mr. Malik wants me. He wants to fuck me."

I started to quiver. I could tell Madhu was very sexually excited, more excited than I had ever seen her, even on the honeymoon. Her nipples were hard and I could see the dark stain of honey dew on her panties. Her eyes glittered as she sat by me again. Her hand slid up my leg to feel the erection in my shorts.

"I want to fuck him. I want him to take me. I want him to make me his slut. You would like that, Ajay, wouldn't you? You would like your sweet wife to fuck your boss and for you to get the promotion. Think of it, Ajay. Think of Mr. Malik, your boss, between my legs, fucking me, fucking me so hard. Think of his hot cum flooding my ravaged pussy. Think of his virile sperm seizing my eggs, making me pregnant. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

Her hand was rubbing my cock hard now. I could not hold back.

"Oh, Ajay, you are excited. You came in your shorts. I want you to get hard again and cum in me, Ajay. I want you to cum in me as I tell you my fantasy."

I was hard in an instant. Madhu stripped off her panties and shoved them in my face, giving me a deep smell of her delicious odors. She lay on her back and pulled me between her legs as our eyes locked together. I was moving slowly in and out.

"Mr. Malik is my fantasy, Ajay. He tells me I will do as he says. If I do, you get a big raise. If I don't, you get fired. I have no choice. But, if I had a choice, it would be him. I want him to father my baby. I want my belly fat with his baby. So, I let him have me. And, oh, Ajay, he really has me! His cock is big, very big, and very hard. He fucks my pussy so good, so good."

By now, Madhu was sweating profusely, her speech slurred, her nails deep in my back, her legs tight around me. Our breathing was ragged. I fought to hold back from cumming again.
"Then, he rolls me over and fucks my ass. He is not gentle. He just rams that big prick in me. I scream from the pain but it starts to feel good, as good as getting my pussy fucked. Then, I had an orgasm from his big cock in my ass. I can feel you, Ajay. I can tell you are ready to shoot. Cum, Ajay! Cum in me! Cum in me thinking of your sweet little wife getting royally fucked by your boss, of his seed growing in me."

She screamed and started bucking. I could not hold back any longer. My cock had never been that hard that long. I exploded in her. As we lay cooling together, Madhu said softly, "I intend to live my fantasy, Ajay. I am going to fuck your boss. I am going to bear his baby and, if he will have me, I am going to be his slut."

She slipped out of bed. I heard her make a phone call from the living room. When she returned, I asked what she did.

"I called Mr. Malik. He will explain it to you in the morning. Now, go to sleep."

She curled up against me. I could not sleep. I had never been so aroused, so hard, so wild, as I thought about my Madhu carrying a baby. During the night, as her bottom was curled against me, I slipped my cock in her. She moaned and pushed back. "That is it, Ajay. Fuck me while I dream of carrying Mr. Malik' baby."

Mr. Malik called me into his office early the next day.

"I understand you and your wife had a nice conversation after the party last night, Ajay," he said.

"Yes, sir."

His eyes were cool, neutral as he watched me. I was surprised as how calm I felt.

"And, what is your understanding, Ajay?"

"My wife is going to have an affair with you."

"Is that all?"

"No, sir. You will make her pregnant."

A small smile twitched the corner of his lip for an instant. His eyes softened some.

"You have no problem with that?"

"No, sir. I have no problem."

"It will be more than that, Ajay. Let me explain the ground rules. First, you will get the promotion and a nice raise.

"Thank you, Mr. Malik," I replied. He nodded.

"I will expect your wife to do as I say when I say, which includes dress and decorum. I will have her when I wish, where I wish. In addition, I expect her to perform for my friends when I tell her to. So, it will not be just me fucking her, Ajay. Do you understand that?"

"Mr. Malik, may I sit down?"

"Of course. Would you like a drink?"

"No, sir. It is just . . . "

"I understand, Ajay, but, I want you to be aware of what is going to happen to her if I take her. No surprises."

"Yes, sir."

"The affair may last a weekend or a lifetime. I understand you two do not have sex very often?"

"Yes, sir. Maybe twice a month." He laughed, not an evil laugh, but a laugh which said I was a fool for letting my wife service me so seldom.

"One of the real benefits to you, Ajay, will be lots of sex. She will have sex with you every night, either vaginally or orally. Anally is reserved for me."

"Of course," I said.

"Any night she does not satisfy you, you are to tell me the next morning so I can punish her. I will punish her for not keeping you very happy in bed or for any other reason I choose. In fact, she will be punished whenever I think she needs it, Ajay."

The thought of my wife being punished by my boss made me hard as a rock. I wondered how he would do it.

"As for you, you are to continue to treat her as your wife, to love and care for her. She will need care, particularly when she is pregnant and during the delivery stage. And, I expect you to be a fine father for my baby, Ajay. I mean that sincerely."

"Children?"

"Yes. Children. I expect her to have three to five, in total, at least two of which are mine. Do you understand this, Ajay? I will make sure she has several baby by me and at least one baby by someone other than me."

"Yes, sir. I understand. We both do want baby."

"Well, you will have plenty of them." He came around from behind his desk, sitting in the chair next to mine.

"She told me your fantasy. I will let you watch sometimes but, most often, she will tell you about it. I am sure she will have some good stories. Any questions?"

"No, sir."

"Good. I am picking your wife up at three today. She is spending the weekend with me."

I did not know what to say to that. Finally, I said, "Well, have a nice weekend."

He laughed. "I am sure I will, Ajay."

At three that afternoon, my head was spinning, knowing at this moment my wife was getting in my boss' car to fuck him for the weekend. I was so hard and my mind was so full of visions of Mr. Malik fucking my wife I could not think. That night at home I masturbated twice, thinking about Madhu with Mr. Malik. Saturday was a long day. Saturday night, I had just put a movie in the VCR when I heard the doorbell. It was a young woman. She had on too much makeup, extremely tight clothes with a bare midriff and a very short skirt. She had high heels and stringy blonde hair.

"Ajay Khanna?" she asked.

"Yes. Who are you?"

"I am Tanya. Mr. Malik sent me. I am your promotion bonus."

Tanya was a real pro. She spent the night with me, taking her time to make the sex very enjoyable. I came four times before she left at dawn. But, she was not my wife. She was not Madhu.

Madhu got home about six Sunday night looking exhausted and well used. She gave me a big, long kiss at the door.

"Want to hear?" she asked.

"Yes," I answered, as my cock strained at my pants.

"I need a hot bath. Come on and I will tell you." I followed her into the bathroom where she drew the bath water and undressed. As she turned around, I gasped. Her breasts were bruised, with blue splotches on them. I saw other bruises as my eyes ran down her body. Then, I had a bigger surprise.

"How do you like my shaved snatch?" Madhu asked. Her pussy was smooth and bald.

"What is that?"

"A ring through my clit hood. He had me pierced. Want to touch?" I touched the tiny steel ring. She shivered and gasped from sexual need.

"That sure pops my clit," she moaned. Slowly, she lowered herself in the tub, moaning in enjoyment from the steaming water.

"How was Tanya?" she asked.

"He told you?"

"Yes. I think that was nice of him to do."

"Tanya was fine. I got a wonderful blow job." I said this intentionally because it was something Madhu never did. She laughed.

"I probably gave more blow jobs this weekend than Tanya did. Get me some aspirin and a soft drink, please, Ajay." When I returned, she took the aspirin, and lay back.

"Ready to hear?" she asked.

My cock had been ready since she walked in the door.

"I would love to hear," I said.

"He picked me up at three. We went directly to a store where he bought me some new clothes to wear, slutty clothes, Ajay, clothes that reveal me like you have never seen. I will model them for you later. I was wearing my new clothes when he took me to a nice restaurant. Then, we went dancing. It was about one when we got to his house. He took me to his bedroom. We hugged and kissed as we undressed each other. Then, he laid me back. His cock is huge, Ajay. I mean a monster. I was afraid I could not take it all. But, he was very gentle, letting me get use to his size. God, Ajay, I have never felt so full. It was heaven."

Fucking Hot English Teacher Rani

Fucking Hot English Teacher Rani

Hi I am Sujeet, this is my experience when I was studying with my English Teacher. I am now 25. During my study days there was an english teacher, her name is rani. She was about 35 then. She was one of the sexiest teachers during that time. She was slim and had very big boobs. While she was taking classes I always had an eye at her blouse when she was wearing saree. I could also see her cleavage.

One day when we were having the college anniversary programmes practice sessions,she was the announcer when I was going on to the stage and when I looked at her she was talking to the madam of the college and I saw her partial boobs clearly hanging. After that incident I went home and masturbated thinking about it. One day during the onam celeberation I was given the duty to go and call some teachers from the auditorium. But when I reached the auditorium there was only rani miss there and said her to go to the ground for watching the 'pulikali' and other events.

She told that she was having a headache wanted me to bring an iodex from the P.T room. When I brought the iodex as she told and she was nowhere to be seen so I was going back when she called me. She was nowhere to be seen. When I looked everywhere she was at the enterance of the hostel and told me to come there.

My tool got erect thinking of it as a chance to have her in the bed. She called me to come with her. She took me to her room and it was at the back of the hostel. She asked me to give the iodex. She told me to stay out. Her door was not fully closed. So I looked through the gap and saw her removing her pallu and I saw her big cleavage.

I asked her if she wanted any help. She told me to come in and I slowly came in and closed the door also slowly and went towards her. She was lying on the back and asked me to rub the iodex on her back and when I did ihad a clean look at her buttocks and slowly rubbed it with my other hand she didnt say a thing.

The tool was very erect. She turned her body face up and told me to rub her tummy without the iodex. I started watching her boobs and put it over the boobs and she didnt say a thing about it. So I put my hand inside it and stil no answer. She removed the blouse for me and told me to do anything. It was infront of me and removed the bra and it came out like a football. I started suckin the nipple and she had very good feeling.

I touched her vargina and removed her dress and she was left with the panty only. I went down and licked her panty and removed it to see her haired pussy. I started licking it very hard and had very good orgasm making loud noise. I took my tool out so as to fuck her. She said "try your best". I inserted my cock into her pussy gently and started fucking her hard. The only words she said where"ammae ayooooo aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh....... ".

I fucked her dog style. I was about to cum and took it out so as it doesnt go inside her. But she took it too her face and masturbated my cock for me and it cummed right on to her face and started licking it and sucking it. After all the sex she told to forget about it. But we still talk about sex and other stuffs till my college. Also I fucked her 3 times.
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Sexy English teacher

HI this rohil_zoom4@yahoo.co.in from JAIPUR. This time I would like to share one of my experiences with my English teacher, and her name was TINA. This happened once when was I was studying in school in 12th class in Jaipur. I had chosen English as my first language in 12th class. By that time I already started to notice my teachers. Although I found many teachers sexy, I found Tina teacher the sexiest. She was medium in height she was 26, but she had a very beautiful face and a pair of sexy boobs. I had begun to watch her whenever I could. She used to talk about sex freely to us. I used to watch her desperately. Even after coming to know that I was looking her, she used to smile at me, this thing made me much bolder and I also became her pet student. Then, I decided to have sex with her at any cost & waited for a chance. I came to know that she did not have a very happy married life. It was then due to some Strike, our school was closed for a week. After the school reopened Tina teacher announced that there will be extra classes. I thought that I had got the chance I had been looking for.
The extra class was till noon. I decided to wait for Tina teacher to walk with her to her house and planned to have sex with her in her house but things did not work like that. I was waiting for her near the LWR (Ladies Waiting Room), she was coming and was near me, she had to go to bathroom, so I decided to wait, then suddenly I remembered that BWR (Boys Waiting Room) was near to LWR, they were separated only by a low wall I ran towards our bathroom and peeped thru the wall I noticed the bathroom into which she was entering. I jumped over the wall and slowly walked towards her room, I tried to open the door but it was locked, so I decided to wait after a few minutes, she opened the door, I just went in like a storm and locked the door, she was looking at me surprised, she asked me what’s this? I didn’t quote reply and just caught hold of her & started kissing her in her lips deeply she did not object and this gave me further confidence. I started to pull her sari down then she said not here I said where? We found an empty staff room and we found an empty bench we started to explore others mouth I started to pull her sari down and her legs forced my pants down I stopped and looked at her blouse my god. It was beautiful and mind blowing, she was wearing a black bra, I kissed her neck bringing my head downwards and kissed her blouse, I broke the hooks of her blouse and saw a magnificent pair of boobs covered barely by her bra, I just tore the thing off and now I could see her large whit boobs for real. I sucked her erect black nipples hard she was moaning ahhh umm aahhhaahh harder, harder by this encouraged me, and I started sucking really hard. Then I moved downwards and pressed hard against her belly then, I pulled rest of her sari off by this time. She had removed my shirt and underwear.
I removed her petticoat and black panty, I could see her water hole I was enjoying it she was sounding a horn while I was doing this I inserted my tong inside her pussy and started exploring it by now she had cum and I was about to explode too. I changed position and cum in her pussy. I had to rest for a while and began licking her armpits her salty smelly sweat entered my tongue. She smelled bad really bad but it was beautiful my cuckoo bird had more surface area by now and I decided to enter thru the rear door of her body. I inserted my bird slowly and started to do slowly she was horning very loudly now I also inserted my bird with full thrust up till where my bird could take me in her grand railway tunnel at last I exploded in her tunnel flushing the tunnel with white lotion. I kissed her again deeply in her lips and rested my head on her breasts. Both of us were exhausted by now we dressed and thanked each other and went to our homes. Any Girls, ladies who are situated at Jaipur need my help, and then you can feel free to contact me on mail IDrohil_zoom44@yahoo.co.in (Secrecy will be maintained.) I’m very friendly yaar u can trust me.

SHIT vs TGIF

SHIT vs TGIF
A business man got on an elevator in a building. When he entered the elevator, there was a blonde already inside and she greeted him by saying, "T-G-I-F" (letters only).
He smiled at her and replied, "S-H-I-T" (letters only)."
She looked at him, puzzled, and said, "T-G-I-F" again.
He acknowledged her remark again by answering, "S-H-I-T."
The blond was trying to be friendly, so she smiled her biggest smile and said as sweetly as possibly "T-G-I-F" another time.
The man smiled back to her and once again replied with a quizzical expression, "S-H-I-T."
The blond finally decided to explain things, and this time she said, "T-G-I-F, Thank Goodness It's Friday, get it?"
The man answered, "Sorry Honey, It's Thursday."


Lunch

Lunch
An Irishman , a Mexican and a Blonde Guy were doing construction work on�scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building.
They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, 'Corned beef and cabbage!� If I�get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I'm going to jump� off this building.'
The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, 'Burritos again! If I get�burritos one more time I'm going to jump off, too.'
The blonde opened his lunch and said, 'Bologna again! If I get a bologna sandwich one more time, I'm jumping too..'
The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and�cabbage, and jumped to his death.
The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito, and jumped, too. The blonde guy opened his lunch, saw the bologna and jumped to his death� as�well.
At the funeral, the Irishman's wife was weeping. She said, 'If I'd known how really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given� it�to him again!'
The Mexican's wife also wept and said, 'I could have given him tacos or enchiladas! I didn't realize he hated burritos so much.'
Everyone turned and stared at the blonde's wife. The blonde's wife said,
'Don't look at me. The idiot makes his own lunch


Blond Flying Helicopter

Blond Flying Helicopter
A blonde went to a flight school insisting that she wanted to learn to fly. As all the planes were currently in use, the owner agreed to instruct her by radio on how to pilot the solo helicopter.
He took her out, showed her how to start it and gave her the basics, and sent her on her way. After she climbed 1000 feet she radioed in. "I'm doing great! I love it! The view is so beautiful, and I'm starting to get the hang of this."
After 2000 feet, she radioed again, saying how easy it was to fly.
The instructor watched her climb over 3000 feet, and was beginning to worry that she hadn't radioed in. A few minutes later, he watched in horror as she crashed about half a mile away.
He ran over and pulled her from the wreckage.
When he asked what happened, she said, "I don't know! Everything was going fine, but as I got higher, I was starting to get cold. I can barely remember anything after I turned off the big fan!"