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Hi This is govindaraj from coimbatore age of 24 and my cock size is 6.5inches in length and I am fair good looking guy.I am in coimbatore now and my native
is hosur(Krishnagiri Dist.,)This happened when I was 22 when I went to my native place I met my old college friend there in hosur his name is rajan and
he is of my same age little darker in color and cock of 7 inches long.I went to his house there were no one in his house he was in lungi and baniyan and
he was watching television and after my arrival we chatted about other things and it became late so he compelled to stay in his home as there were no one
in his home too.I decided to stay there.We had our dinner and he asked whether we can c a xxx film and I said ok….He gave me a lungi and I removed my underwear
and was in baniyan and lungi only.As soon as the film started there was a kissing scene and pressing of nipples and women sucking the cock of man.My cock
got aroused cing those scene and I hold my cock(*Sunni) in my hands and started masturbating it.My friend asked to show my cock which was in mood and I
didn’t show my cock because I was little hesitating to show it.Rajan came close towards me and hold my hands and kept it on his cock it was upto 90degrees
and he took my lungi up and slept on my lap and shagged my cock and I felt I was in heaven and then after a little while he took my sunni in his mouth
and sucked I was moaning

He hold my nipples in a hand and squeezed it and slept over me and sucked my nipples,lips and cock for a long time.Kissed me everywhere.I got him down and
sucked his nipples and took his cock in my mouth and gave a blowjob he told machan rombo nala eruku nala oombu da en sunni rombo nala edhukaga dhan wait
panit eruku he told ie., suck nicely and my tool is waiting for this only for a longer time….He kept my cock between his thighs and moved to and fro as
he was lap fucking and I was getting my precum out and it was moving inside quite nicely.He told machan yenadhula podu da en soothu la podu da(Told to
ass fuck) I told no da yenadhu pogadhu en sunni perisa eruku adhunala pogadhu da.He told Machan oil potu pana ulla pogum da he replied(I told it wont go
he replied if we apply oil it will go)He applied oil on my sunni and massaged it and applied oil on his ass hole and inserted my finger he told valikudhu
machan so I gently pressed inch by inch it went.I didn’t control my temptation so I pulled my finger and inserted my cock in his ass hole at first it was
paining for me too.He was shouting venam machan ulla valikudhu.,.I inserted and poured little more oil inside this time he told he is getting less pain
as it is first time foir both and I fucked him for 10mins and I was about to cum so I removed my cock and turned him front and cummed in his chest and
I suxked his cock and he cummed in my mouth and both washed and slept nakedly for the whole night and in the night we had sex for 2 times fucked nicely
and it was my most beautiful sex in my life I ever had.Fucking 3 times in a night…Is there.

a stressful day of listening to all the crap which can never add values in any of our work Deepa felt she needed to relax
with a bottle of beer. All thru the day she was discreetly admiring the beauty seated next to her and this was evident as her panty was soaking wet. All
this happened when both of us forayed into the topic of male domination in the Indian corporate world one by one lead to the subject of sex and from there
on talking about a world without males. Every time I looked into her eyes there was something attracting & pulling me to her I knew she was seducing me
all the way to have a gender fuck. I guess I knew it was going to happen. There were little signs, had I been paying attention. The way she touched my
arm when she laughed. The way her fingers lingered just a moment as she brushed a stray hair from my cheek. Maybe it was in her eyes, deep set black eyes,
smiling, or the way she placed her hand on the small of my back as we walked through the crowd to leave. Maybe I just subconsciously chose to ignore them
at first but there were signs. Birds of the same feather flock together I have been gifted to perceive womanly attractions and knew if at all my first
woman on woman it would be her and her alone.

She wanted it, and I wanted it too. From the moment I saw her at the seminar, cliché as it sounds, our eyes met and there was a spark. We had cloistered
ourselves away from the other guests while having lunch and I was entranced by her. Her beauty, her elegance working for a mobile manufacturing company
on the out skirts of Chennai. The world around me ceased to exist. I had never been with a woman. It had been a thought, a fantasy, not something I ever
imagined myself doing. Especially at a business function. But here I was, leaving with her, and I knew by the end of the night it would not be just a fantasy
anymore. Eventually when the seminar ended in the evening we walked out slowly. The only sound was the faint remnants of the seminar discussing and clearing
doubts we had left inside. When we reached her car, a sporty little silver Fiat Palio, she opened the door for me. I paused for a moment to look at her,
as if for assurance that I was not mistaken about her intentions. She smiled again and I relaxed.It wasn’t a long ride to her place in Adyar but the tension
made it feel like an eternity. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Her long black hair flowing in the breeze. The way her sleeveless blouse showed so much
of her well-toned skin. Just the sight of her was making me tremble. I tried so hard to focus on the road ahead. I looked at the last of the sun rays &
beach line disappearing and the moon sitting high in the sky, but my eyes were always drawn back to her. When we pulled into her driveway it was as though
we had pulled into the past. It was a small guest house, once part of an elaborate estate. The ancient walls hung thick with ivy. The roof was made of
tiles and there were small lush gardens surrounding the whole house. But it seemed to fit her. It was elegant and beautiful. We walked down a winding cobblestone
path to the door and she fumbled with her keys. Her fumbling was the only sign that she was as nervous as I was. As she pushed the door open she reached
not for a light switch, but for a book of matches. With apparent ease, she lit small clusters of candles from the entryway to the bedroom. Each bundle
of candles was placed in front of a small mirror to reflect the light around the room. As we entered the bedroom I began to shake. I still don’t know if
it was anticipation or fear. She Placed the last of the candles on the night table and turned to me and spoke for the first time since we left the seminar.
“You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she walked to me and placed her arms around my waist. “I want to kiss you,” she said. I could only nod. When her
lips first met mine it was as if someone had set fire to me. Her tongue teased my lips to open them. I felt almost faint. I was unsure what to do, how
to react, but she took the lead not in a forceful way but gently and sweetly. I allowed myself to kiss her back to taste her as she was tasting me. Kissing
me still, she led me to the bed. I had never felt such desire before, such base heat. She reached behind me and unzipped my dress, followed by a snapping
of a small black velvet strapless bra. It fell away from my body, leaving me covered by only my salwar bottom and beneath it a small velvet pantie. Her
hands went immediately to my breasts. She did not grab or grope, she stroked them lightly as she continued to caress my mouth with hers. I could taste
her tongue; feel the pressure of her full lips as our desire increased. The way her fingernails felt against my nipples was exquisite. I could feel her
touch throughout my whole being. She stepped back from me, her lips parted slightly as if she were breathing in my very essence. Slowly she unbuttoned
her blouse revealing large but firm breasts covered in a pale pink bra that clung to her breast. It seemed to me like her sari & in skirt was removed in
a swift motion and she moved towards me again. This time it was I who took the initiative. I moved her hands around my waist so our breasts were pressed
together. I could feel her nipples harden. I shivered again, wondering if I could contain myself.Being with her felt amazing, the way our bodies melted
together. I was lost in her kisses. Her lips pressed against my cheeks down my throat to my breasts. I moaned as her mouth moved to encompass my nipples.
They became taut against her tongue, her breath hot against my skin.

My hands sought out her breasts, stroking her with my fingers as she stroked me with her tongue. I was surprised at the way it felt to caress another woman’s
breasts, so different from my own. To feel the warm flesh gives beneath my fingers. The rise of her nipple against my thumb.She moved to the bed as her
tongue fluttered down my stomach, and pulled me onto the bed next to her. Then she moved further down to her knees. My eyes closed as her hands moved to
my inner thighs. Her kisses softened . It was as though a butterfly was leisurely climbing my leg. She lingered around my knee letting her teeth scrape
it causing a thrill I’d never felt. As she moved her tongue to my thighs I began to visibly tremble. She looked up at me sweetly, I could see she was making
sure I was alright. I moaned softly to encourage her, letting her know that I was beyond the point of return. She moved quickly then, her own desire mounting.
I felt as though I would scream when she pushed my legs apart and covered my panties with her mouth. I could feel the warmth of her tongue, the pressure
of her lips against the soft velvet. My body burned as her fingers pushed my panties aside. I felt myself losing control as she finally gave to me what
I had been craving from the moment I saw her. Her mouth enveloped me completely. My fingers twisted in her hair as I pushed her closer into me. Her tongue
kissed, teased, and sucked. With each moment she evoked from me a passion I had never known. Sounds came from my mouth that I did not recognize. It was
as if she knew my every desire. Her mouth gently enveloped my clit, her tongue circling slowly. She moved her fingers inside me, finding places I did not
know existed. In what seemed like seconds I was grinding my lips to hers as I came wildly. We lay still for but a moment as I Absorbed every sensation.
The usual fall off I felt after orgasms wasn’t coming. I wanted more; I wanted Her. I wanted to taste every inch of her.I pulled her next to me, and we
rolled our bodies to lay side by side, her breasts meeting mine. I kissed her, not so soft. Passion had taken over and all that was left was urgency and
need. I tasted myself on her. I moaned. I could not wait, I was no longer nervous, I was filled with hunger. I moved first to her breasts. I took each
nipple in my mouth reveling in each new sensation. The warm hardness as her nipples gave slightly to my tongue and a grazing of my teeth. The primal moans
she let out caressed my ears. I did not want to rush, but I had to taste her, feel her in my mouth as she had me. Her stomach was not flat it was warm
and round, the stomach of a woman. There was a small nestle of hair that felt soft against my cheek as I came to face her glorious pussy. Her lips were
large and full, pulsating already with heat. I wasn’t afraid, more unsure of whether or not I could give her the same pleasure she had given me. I reached
my tongue out slowly and there was almost a visible spark as we connected. I licked slowly, tasting every inch of her outer lips before delving into this
territory as yet unknown to me.The taste was an aphrodisiac to me. The warm hot mixture that tasted like ripe fruit and earth drew me closer to her. Her
writhing and moaning giving rise to my need to please her as well as to investigate this new pleasure. I dipped my tongue into her and felt her muscles
contract. My tongue already flooded with her wetness moved quickly to lap up every drop of it. My hands moved to every spot my tongue was not, to her breasts,
her thighs, and finally I slid two fingers into her. She bucked under my touch, as amateur as it was. I craved for her to release, I wanted to feel the
spasm that I knew so well in myself. My fingers slid gently in and out until they found a rhythm. My tongue continued lapping at her swollen clit. Her
orgasm came from so deep inside her, it swelled onto my tongue and I cried out with her.I was aching, insatiable. I climbed her body begging her with my
eyes. I was like a tigress in heat. She stirred up in me an instinct so primal and animalistic I was almost frightened. Our tongues met in a crush. All
the apprehension was gone. My mind was an assortment of thoughts that ran into one another like people in a panic. Nice girls didn’t do things like this.
Women were gentle, not like this. Women don’t fuck. But fuck we did. A tangle of tongues, tits, fingers, pussies, moans and cum. In our passion we invoked
the names of gods and goddesses from all faiths. We howled and screamed like banshees. I was her, she was me. We lay together joined at the cunt, twisting
our mouths to take in as much of one another as we could.It was dawn before we would rest. In a tangle of limbs we slept.

I am 26 yrs old, handsome and average built young man working in a MNC. I am secretary of our housing society consisting of 45 apartments and we recruited
a watchman around 23 yrs for the building. That day I woke up at 6.00 am in the morning and came to my balcony. Exactly down to my balcony our watchman
quarters backyard is visible clearly. I saw sanjay[watchman] coming out near the pump provided for the watchman to use. He saw around but could not see
me as I was sitting on a chair. He removed his lungi & shirt and kept them in a heap. He was wearing only a blue color vip frenchie underwear. The sight
of this almost naked young handsome man made be erotic in the early morning. He is whitish in color with broad shoulders, hairy chest and his nipples were
erect and black I wanted to jump from the balcony and suck his nipples. His belly button was deep and his pubic hair started from his navel and disappeared
into his cut drawer. His thighs are muscular, hairy and tight. My gaze fixed on the huge bulge between his thighs. His tight ball sac and semi erect penis
pushing his underwear up was making me horny and I forgot the whole world and started seeing him. I could see his every part clearly and he was facing
me. He started his bath and the water was running through his hair over his chest, nipples, navel and wetting the underwear and falling down. The wet underwear
was clinging his body and show casing his prized possessions. He soaped his chest and put his hand inside his underwear to soap his penis and balls. I
almost bend my entire body from the balcony to have a glimpse of his penis. He turned around and started soaping his bums which were round and tight. I
could see his crack clearly as the wet underwear was almost like his second skin. He turned around and saw me and was frozen for a moment. I felt very
guilty and embarassed as I was caught red handed. He smiled at me and started pinching his nipple with one hand and he moved his other hand towards his
crotch and squeezed it lightly.

I smiled at him and he started his strip tease, he willingly came out so that I can have a clear view of him and started to lower his underwear slightly
as a cabaret dancer and pulled it back after giving me a slight glimpse of his black semi erect 8 inch penis and thick forest like pubic hair. I signal
him to come over and he nodded in positive.I went back as my mother called me to have my coffee. I was counting seconds, minutes for his arrival and indeed
within an hour sanjay came to our flat. I was sitting in the front room and he winked at me. As my mother came out he innocently asked whether to bring
any vegetables for us. I said to him to come after one hour as I am not going to my office that day. My parents were both working and both left the home
for work. He brought some vegetables so that other neighbors should not get any doubt and knocked our door. I opened our door and took him to my rook after
locking the door. I hugged him tightly and started sucking his lips. He eagerly parted his lips and allowed my tongue to explore his mouth. My hands were
squeezing his bums which teased me in the morning. After few minutes of our french kissing I took him to my bed and started removing his shirt revealing
his hairy chest. I threw his shirt away and my desire came true as his nipples were near my mouth and started kissing and sucking them one by one. He was
moaning sweetly and tearing my hair pulling my head closer to his body. My hand was busy opening his pant buttons, zip. I pulled down his pant and underwear
together and his python like black penis popped out and saluted me. His balls were black, hairy and tight and were like two mangoes hanging from the tree.
I started fondling his balls and slipped further down kissing his navel and reached my destination his penis. I kissed on the top of his erect

Black penis and rolled over the fore skin as he was not circumcized. A pink mushroom feasted my eyes and kissed the cock head and started licking the pink
lolly. My sucking became more vigorous and he started moaning in DTS Sound, I was afraid my neighbors may hear our sounds but could not stop his sexcitement.
Soon I was gifted with his hot milk which I swallowed stomach full. I did not let his limp penis slip out of my mouth as I tightly held it between my lips.
He slowly pushed my head and knelt before me. He pulled my shorts down and my cobra like black penis throbbed vigorously waiting to be serviced he held
it passionately and watched it for few seconds and started sucking it taking me to heavens. I mouth fucked him for ten minutes and soon my cum erupted
from my balls and filled his hungry mouth load after load. We both kissed each other satisfactorily and from that day every weekends I used wank my watchman
after my parents leave for work.

Hello… gals & lesbians(hello! Guys), it’s abhiskhek alias storywriter. I feel better to reveal my real name posting some stories in here.

all stories of Storywriter
would come by the name Ranjit). I wish you a very happy & horny day. I welcome U all to read another sex story…….Even though I am a Male i enjoy lesbians
& feel excited to watch women in action. Iam not a fan of rapes & insects stories. My stories would not be of rape. But my lesbian women in the stories
sometimes would be incests.This is a lesbian story.This is truly fictional & the characters are imaginary.As i neared the Deluxe ladies hostel, It began
to drizzle. I ran into the hostel as fast as i could, but the saree was tripping often. As i stepped in it began to rain hard. Lucky i escaped. I panted
hard & my boobs juggled like a ping-pong ball. The warden a good-looking woman in her mid 30’s saw me & smiled. She gave me some water & i felt relaxed.
I went to room in fourth floor & fell in the bed exhausted. Monal & Sweety had not yet arrived.OH! I forgot to introduce myself. Iam Suman aged 24 working
in a MNC in Pune. My native place was in Solapur. I have been staying in the Deluxe ladies hostel for the past 6 months. Iam a average woman, with a fair
complexion. My figure is 33-25-35. My breasts were small but were sharp & sexy. I was the receptionalist, so i had to wear only sarees. I usually had to
wear cotton sarees & i had to wear above the navel, as my lady boss was very strict. I loved wearing below navel. So in the room i would just push it to
a easy 2″ below my navel. I have shaved my pussy before a week. My room mates were Monal & sweety. Monal 24, was my colleague from Kalyan. We both usually
go together. But today, she went out for shopping along with Sweety. She is a awesome girl. She has figures 40-29-38. She has big round breasts & sharp
nipples which would peep out through the material occassionally. She was plump & had a small belly with a big navel. She too revealed her navel only in
the room. She trimmed her pussy to a small patch. Sweety 25, a Mumbaikar, was working as a air-hostess. She was the most beautiful women of the three.
She was slim & had small but pointed breasts. She used to wear sarees & midis for her job. She was a killer angel in sarees. She had no problem in showing
her navel as most air-hostess usually wear it below their navel. Indeed she loved showing her navel in public.

She had shaved her pussy long back. She had a car for herself as she came in odd hours. ..As i fell down on the bed, i pushed my saree below my navel. I
felt like a huge weight has gone down from my stomach. It had grown big over the past six months. Chill air went everywhere through my body & i fell ticklish
& dizzy. As i was above to doze a bit, i heard sounds at the door which was half-open. They have come. But i was in no mood to get up. They came in laughing
loud & Monal saw me first & said “Hello! Gal! Hey you look awesome in this pose!”. “Hey!! Your navel just deserves 1000 kisses!!” Sweety joined in. I just
smiled & opened my eyes. I saw Monal pushing her saree down to expose her big navel. “I may be wrong! Monal’s navel deserves 10000!! Hope my navel too
was big like these!” sweety cut in again. We were extremely frank to each other & commented openly on everything. We didn’t mind caressing, feeling, touching
eachother’s body parts. Nor standing nude in front of us. Monal sat besides me & poked a finger into my navel. I jerked a bit & smiled at her I asked “What
did you buy today!” “Nothing special just essentials!” she said in a monotonus voice. Sweety came in & asked “How come you have such big navels?” I said
“Not again!!! It all depends upon nature! Why care?” & got up. I touched sweety’s boobs & said “Hey! Your melons have grown somewhat big!”. She just giggled
& removed her dresses one by one & stood fully nude. “Close the door idiot!” I shouted & Monal closed it laughing.

Sweety put on a nighty which was a bit semi-transparent, in the stomach & the thigh areas. She looked hot in that. Her clean white stomach, shapely thighs,
sharp boobs & her pointed nipples were all visble & were making us irresistable. She settled down & opened her bag, taking out a parcel.We eagerly opened
it & found a PLAYBOY Magazine which was a Lesbian Special. We looked at her with a mixed feeling & we nearly shouted in joy. It was not available in India
to my knowledge. She said “I bought in Malaysia when i went there” with a egaer look on the cover which had two girls french kissing & covering their big
tits with their hands. We began to read it atmost eagerness & began to feel tensed & eroctic about the pics & the articles in that. The book had made us
crazy. We didn’t want to keep the book aside at all. We gave so many readings until the other gals came & called us for dinner.That night I couldn’t sleep
& the book came into thought again & again. When i turned back just like that, I saw Sweety looking at the book with a torch by the window with a passionate
look in her eyes. I went near to her & touched her shoulder. She turned back startled & smiled. She suddenly hugged me closer & suddenly opened my saree
& kissed my deep navel. I moaned slightly & carressed her hair. She went deeper into my navel & kissed it, licked it & began to make circular movements
with her toungue. She slid her hands into my saree & began to caress ny thighs. My panties became wet & she slid her hands into it. She caught my pussy
& began to caress it. Suddenly we heard some noise & parted. It was monal coughing in sleep. We got up & kissed each other on the lips & went to bed silently.The
next day when I & Monal were returning from the office, talking casually Monal asked “What do you think about Lesbianism?”. I remained silent for sometime
& said “It’s not wrong & it’s quiet natural in the west”. “Oh! The Playboy has made me crazy & i want to taste a gal now!” she said. & continued “Hey!
Why don’t we try that out!”. I was stunned & said “WHOW! Gal I too love to have, shall we?” she said in a whisper “Then we will try out today but…. What
about sweety?”. I said “Don’t worry, leave her to me”. “DUNNO!!”, we slapped our hands & some people looked at us curiously. We began to walk fast to the
hostel.

When we approached our room. We were surprised to see sweety already there. We greeted her & asked the reason. “Nothing big!. The flight got cancelled &
i took the day off!” she replied. I saw Monal, She saw me. A secret message was passed between us. She indicated me to start the game. Talking casually
about the delays of airlines, i approached her & suddenly pushed her down on the bed & kissed her hard on the lips. First she was shocked but soon responded
by hugging me tight. “AHEM!!!”, Monal coughed. We got seperated & I asked “Let’s have a gangbang girls! We are burning for sex aren’t we? “. They nodded
& we three jumped on the bed. It was 4:30 & no one would disturb us till 8:00 dinner time. “Eldest goes first! But no asshole fucking!”. Sweety exclaimed
& she laid back. We to agreed as we thought it would hurt a lot. We decided only to massage & fondle the ass & that’s not find asshole fucking here all(so
guys you’ll). Monal threw away sweety’s saree & i began to open her blouse. Her tits looked as if jailed inside a semitransparent bra & the nipples looked
hard. I removed the bra & the boobs sprang out like two footballs retaliating after hitting a wall. We began to massage her boobs & pinched her nipples.
I took her nipples to my mouth & began to taste it. She was moaning & absolutely gave everything she had. I slid down to her stomach & kissed her navel.
She moaned & bit her lips. Monal took care of her boobs & played with her tits with her mouth & made them even more hard. I

Unstrapped her petticoat & pulled it down. Her satin panty was wet & i threw it away. I eagerly ate her pussy from top to bottom. I inserted her tongue
into her wet cunt & explored her virginity. It was awesome!!!. I explored her inner labia & made her hole bigger & bigger. She was moaning hard, but monal
calmed her down my caressing her nipples harder. I inserted my finger into her cunt. It was easy as it was wet. It went deep inside & i inserted my second.
It began to pulsed inside & i began to finger fuck her hard. She exploded in my hand & i licked it up clean. Then we changed roles. I took Sweety’s tits
& Monal her cunt. I began to bite the nipples which were already hard & caressed the other. Monal ate the pussy violently as if it would evaporate in air.
She inserted tongue into her pussy as i did. After exploring her with her mouth, she inserted her finger inside her pussy. Soon in went the second, third
fingers. Sweety began to show signs of pain, but soon began to enjoy it as Monal started to fuck her. She ejaculated(i’m using this word for the first
time) once again. “game over!” Sweety said eroctically.”I’m the next one!” Monal said in a hurry. She shoved off sweety from the bed & laid back closing
her eyes. Sweety pulled out her saree & got on top of her. I had no option but to sit & watch them. Sweety kissed her lips & Monal hugged her tight. She
grazed around her neck as she removed Monal’s blouse & exposed her bra. I could stand no more & pounced on Sweety. She gave way for me & we removed her
bra. Her big boobs were looking ripe & ready to be tasted. I took the right one & Sweety the left. Monal moaned eractically as she enjoyed our acts. I
bit & pulled the dark nipples & sucked them softly. I circled the aerola with my tongue & tasted the nipples like anything. Sweety slid down to her stomach
& kissed her navel. She further slid down & undid the petticoat. She removed it along with the panty. She first played with her hairy pussy with her mouth.
She went deep inside her tight & wet pussy. Monal breathed hard & pushed me deeper into her breasts. Sweety then slid her fingers into her & started to
make to & fro movements. Monal cummed on her finger which sweety ate without leaving a drop. It was my turn to taste the pussy.

I began to slide down kissing & licking her waist, as i planted a passionated kiss in Monal’s deep navel. I reached her trimmed & wet pussy. I tasted the
cunt up & down which was mixed with cum & saliva. I parted her legs & went inside her. MAN!! She was red-hot inside. She blasted on my face which i rubbed
against her vagina. I began inserting all my three fingers in one go. She moaned high but soon enjoyed the pain. After some finger-fucking, she once again
exploded on my hands. Feeling satisfied i stopped & laid down besides Monal.Immediatly the other two pounced on me like hungry vixens. Monal kissed me
hard & violently on my face. Sweety enjoyed my navel & my stomach as her own property. I could feel my panty getting wet. Then Monal just ripped of my
blouse & bra. She then ate my boobs as if she was hungry. Waves of shiver passed through me when the gals kissed my sensitive parts. Sweety pulled down
my petticoat & my panties. She began to eat my pussy in a hard way. I began to feel the pain in her acts. She went deep inside me & tickled me inside.
I felt ticklish & cummed for the first time. She then inserted her 3 fingers inside me. I sensed the pain in finger fucking for the first time, but soon
enjoyed it. Now the gals changed roles. Sweety came hungrily to me & kissed me softly on my lips. She seemed to be a expert in the art of kissing. She
gently kissed my boobs & chewed the nipples gently. I felt light & flying in air. On the other hand Monal was tearing me down. She kissed hard on my navel
&

Explored it with her tongue. She then ate my virgin cunt mercilessly. She was hot & extremely erotic. I didn’t stop her as i enjoyed contrast of her to
the gentleness of Sweety. She inserted 4 fingers in my cunt & i moaned high on pain. But she continued as if deaf to my moan. I too enjoyed the pain &
felt my pussy expanding. I finally cummed on Monal’s hand. She drank half of it & offered some to us. Finally exhausted but satisfied we fell on the bed
& continued fingering each other until it was 7:45. We dressed up in a jiffy & went down for dinner like innocent babies. We continued the gang-bang that
night & every night. Soon we became inseperable sex-partners for a long time. We refused to the marriage proposal in our houses after a lot of strikes,
hunger protests. Till this date we are continue to have lesbo style every night . Sweety resigned her job & came to our MNC as receptionalist. We worked
together, ate, slept together & had sex together.so guys that’s the end of this story, i will post more lesbian stories like this & my own experiences.

Hi, i m new reader here. I want to share my true expirience.i m an advocate by profession and works in distt. Courts. Outside our distt. Courts there
was a guy called sham(name changed). He was very nice guy with soft spoken nature and average body.He used to sell fruit chat outside courts. I don’t know
why i had great liking for him.he use to work with his two brother in laws, who use to have a fruits stall some distance away. Both of them were big bastards.mohan
his saala has borrrowed rs 1000/- from me, but was not able to give back. One night at around 10:00 p.m.i went to him for asking about money. I saw they
had packed the stall and were sitting in sham’s saandu tikki’s auto. I was amazed to see from a distance that mohan was sitting on back seat with sham
and was pressing his private area over is pant. I heard cry of sham.i hide myself behind auto so they were not able to see me. I heard mohan was sying
where u want to b fucked. Sham said leave me today i m not feeling well. He laughed and said thats why we are going to give u tonic. Tikki said its dark
so we will make him suck in auto only.

He placed the auto on the side of empty road.i could not control myself as the talks made me so horny, in 2 mins i was in front of them. Mohan was keeping
head of sham in his lap &was making him suck his tool. They got frightened to see me. I asked what they were doing they said nothing .i asked i have heard
everything. They told me that they fuck him everyday. They offered his body for my 1000 rs. I couldn’t resist it. I went in. Sham removed his pant and
undie to his knees. I was so happy to see his sexy soft body.his dick was of average size. That of 5″ it was very soft to touch. Then he unzipped my pant
and took my 7″ long and thick tool in his hands. He got so excited to see this and said”this is th true lun. Both of you got lullies of 4″ each. He started
sucking and fondling with my balls with his hands. I was in heavens. I never had such pleasure in my life even in my 32 years of sex life. I cummed in
his mouth after 10 mins. But he didnt let even single drop to get waste. I played with his balls(which were big) and his small tool. He came down in 2
mins in my hands. I cleaned my hands with his face and hair. I had pleasure of my life.i saw mohan and tikki were sucking each other with small penis of
4″ each. I came down with hope of having such exp. Again. But he left the city with rising pressure of debt.in few days. I m still missing him.

Hi ISS lovers and admirers , This is Seema your love here to share one of my intimate sexperience which has led to a new lifestyle together with me and
my cousin sis , the incident happened a day prior to the marriage of my uncle and there was a huge crowd as this was a love marriage and my uncle is kannadiga
but his beloved a and rite ,it was a very grand function .many of my relatives came and we had to cater for their stay that night as it was done at home
only , we have two adjacent houses in 3 stories buildings as ours is a joint family ,so many relatives were taken as guest in whole building . Me and my
cousin anjum stayed in my uncles house as she was very close to me and nearly my age only , she also came here for the occasion and she gave me good company.
Next day we all went to the nearby temple. When we returned some of the girls nearby was putting mehendi in there hands , anjum liked it and she also asked
them to put it on her hands, I told I will be back after changing the dress. I went to the house to change the dress and then let my pavada fall down,
suddenly I heard someone coming up, it was anjum ,my cousin sis , and she had put mehendi in both of her hands. She was wearing a pattu sari . When she
came in I saw her deep navel and her saree was very much low hip, she told me to close the door. She then sat on the bed and told me it will take one hour
for mehandi to get dry and then only she can wash of her hands, she told me that she was wearing a costly saree and she is scared that if mehendi will
make colors on it, so she told me to remove her saree and keep it carefully.

She stood in front of me and asked me to untie the saree nada , this was first time that I was in close contact with other women and I was getting restless
and anxiety but kept cool and agreed to do ,I took the pallu from her shoulders, she was wearing a backless blouse which have strings in place of hooks,
which I noticed when we went to the temple, she was showing of her back there, there was only one string that kept her blouse intact. When I took the pallu
I noticed that she was not wearing bra beneath as it a back less blouse, I slowly took the pleat of the saree from her belly she held her breath for easing
the midriff but it was more showing of her belly. I took the saree folded it and placed it on her suite case. She then told me that her blouse is also
a rare matching one for the saree and so asked me to take it also. I went back her and opened the strings, came in front of her and pulled the blouse down,
now her bare breast was making me more restless and uncomfortable and my eyes kept staring at her juicy boobs only. She was then suddenly taken aback and
told me in shy that she forgot that she was not wearing bra. She asked me to tie back the blouse so she turned her back to me. I then pulled back her blouse
and started to tie it, she then stopped me and said that her breasts are not in place and asked me to put my hands inside her blouse and position her breasts
within cups of blouse . Now really I was getting aroused and my palms started to get numb , standing behind her I put my hands inside her blouse, my hands
where shivering and I have a mixed situation there, I also liked it. I took my time, caressed her breasts and nipples which were also hard by then , and
tied the blouse. Anjum also liked it she was also breathing fast and standing there relaxed. She then told me as there is no one here I can take her blouse,
I untied her blouse and came in front of her and pulled the blouse slowly, took it out from her. She was not looking at me she looked at her palms ad mehendi,
I was staring at her breasts it was milky white and well shaped. She then told me to take a nighty from the rack. When I came back she was trying to tie
her under skirt, then I helped her to untie it and it fall down, I bend down to take it , while she stepped back wards and saw that I was not wearing any
bra. She was now in her panties only,

She then told me that she has seen my blossoms half naked and it appears really sexy and much tempting , she also has got excited like me with my soft gentle
touch to her boobs , saying this she went to wash her hands in the attached bathroom. She called me there as she could not find soap and I went inside
and almost fainted seeing another women naked in front of huge mirror ,she was really looking sexy and lovely women with her 36 28 34 fig , she asked me
if I am interested in taking bath as it was too hot and I hesitantly agreed to it, she removed my middi and threw on corner , I was only in my panty as
I had not worn bra , she giggled at once she saw my naked boobs saying I have a perfect pair and have maintained it very well , she told me to remove my
panty and she helped easing it. Now both of us were naked staring at each other body in sex filled mind . She came near me and held me in tight embrace
and said she wanted to have this relation since long back but I never had any such feeling so she took this occasion to seduce me , I opened the shower
slow and started to take bath ,we both soaped each other body and caressed blossoms to our hearts content , I played with her pussy and she mine , after
taking bath and drying our self we came to bedroom to change cloths.

Returning from a tiring day at the office I found the house quiet. My sensuous Indian wife Anita had not met me at the door and sat with me in the drawing
room as was her normal custom. I went up the stairs to our bedroom and found her sitting at her dressing table. I could tell from the humid air of the
room that she had been bathing and washing her long black hair. There was a strong aroma of perfume. I watched as she applied lipstick to her full lips.
I walked up behind her and kissed her on the neck and gazed into her reflection in the mirror. ‘You look and smell beautiful my darling’ I said.She smiled
and rose from her chair, turning to face me. She looked ravishing. Her hair was open and slightly curled. She was wearing large silver earrings and a complementing
silver necklace. A white shirt was unbuttoned sufficiently far to draw attention to the cleavage of her full breasts. A short leather skirt hugged her
rounded hips and arse, giving way to bare smooth legs which reached down to black stiletto shoes. ‘What do you think of your wife? Do I look okay - I mean,
sexy?’‘God yes, honey. Devastating is how I’d describe you!’Anita stepped towards me and gently pressed her body against mine. ‘Thank you’ she whispered
in my ear. ‘I’m so nervous darling. Mrs Kumila rang this morning and has asked out to dinner tonight. I accepted her invitation - I hoped you wouldn’t
mind…’Anita reached up to kiss me and I met her lips with mine. ‘Tell me you understand, Jon, that you don’t mind my going on a date without you and not
with a man - but with a woman…’‘You know I don’t mind my darling. I want you to be happy - and I can see that Mrs Kumila’s invitation has certainly made
you that!’Anita clung to me closely now, her head pressed against my chest. I stroked her soft hair.‘Oh Jon, I’m so excited. I haven’t like this since
I was a teenager on my first date with a boy.

I’ve been hot all day, getting ready - shaving and moisturizing my body, washing my hair, selecting my clothes. I want her to want me so badly - I want
her to love me, to take me. I don’t want to disappoint her. Do you think she’ll be happy with me darling?’‘My love, her cunt will be dripping when she
sees how sexy you look. Believe me, she will want you my sweet.’Anita pushed herself against me, her hand sliding onto my bulging cock. ‘Show me how she’ll
want me, baby, show your little wife how she’ll be loved by her woman…’I lifted my gorgeous wife into my arms and carried her to the bed. Sitting her on
the edge I pushed her back so her legs were open to me, encased in her short leather skirt. As I pushed back the skirt I made the surprising discovery
that my wife was wearing no panties. Never in our years of marriage had she done such a thing. Her pussy was completely bald and her dark cunt lips were
open and moist. The combination of her juices and her perfume was overpowering. I planted by tongue on her opening, savoring her taste. She groaned and
gripped my head, pulling me into her.‘Ummm, darling, that’s it. Suck me honey - suck your wife. She’s been in heat all day dreaming of her lesbian lover
- her tongue, her massive breasts, her swollen stomach, her arse. I need some relief, I’m going mad with lust. Get me ready for her, Jon, stir up my juices,
I want her to smell my arousal. Ahh, yes, that’s it, my clit baby, suck it…Urghhh, please, ahh…ahhh…My wife was now thrusting her cunt against my mouth,
yielding to her orgasm, covering my face in her wet juice. When she was spent she simpered quietly and I looked up to admire the heaving outline of her
breasts. Slowly she raised herself up, kissed me softly on the lips, before straightening out her clothes and re-touching her lipstick. She picked put
on her coat and picked up her small black handbag. After a final peck on the cheek she went to the door.‘Please don’t wait up for me darling. And darling
- thank you.’

I watched as my beautiful wife walked down the drive. Our driver opened the door and soon she was driving away into the hot Delhi night. True enough, I
did not see her again until late the following morning. I knew, of course, where she was and my cock ached with a hard-on all night at the thought. My
imaginings were confirmed when Anita returned the next day. I’ll leave it to her to describe what happened…My husband has asked me to continue the story
of my evening adventure. I cannot hope to capture all that transpired but I will do my best.My car pulled up outside the restaurant and I was met by the
head waiter. Mentioning Mrs Kumila’s name he gave a knowing smile and led me through the dimly lit interior past dining couples to a secluded corner table,
lit only by a lamp casting a golden hue over the surroundings. My heart began to pound when I saw Mrs Kumila. She looked up as I approached and smiled
broadly. She stood up to meet me, taking me gently in her arms and kissing me on either cheek. ‘My dear Anita, I’m so glad you could come.’ I blushed and
looked down, nervous now before this woman whom id been lusting after all day. ‘You look ravishing my sweet. Come and sit next to auntie.’In truth it was
Mrs Kumila who looked truly ravishing. I had expected her to be wearing a saree. She was, however, dressed in western clothes like myself. She was all
in black: above a tight black top which highlighted her large breasts; below, tight black trousers which drew attention to her generous thighs and plump
arse.

She exuded sensuality - and she knew it. Once the waiter had taken our orders and had left us Mrs Kumila reached across the table and slid over bejewelled
hand over mine. She squeezed it gently. My head span and I could fill my cunt juices stirring. ‘i’ve been looking forward to this moment all day, my baby.
I couldn’t get your darling young body out of my head. And you look so beautiful Anita. Tell me Anita, have you dressed you dressed yourself up so well,
so sexily, for me?’‘Yes, auntie, for you - I wanted to please you, I wanted you to like me…’Mrs Kumila began to scratch the back of my hand with her red
nail.‘Let me tell you my sweet, that I like you very much. You are a very attractive woman. I love attractive young women Anita - especially ones that
taste as sweet as you do.’Again she tightened the grip on my hand. I gazed into her deep and alluring eyes. There was a world in her gaze - a world of
new and amorous possibilities. My old life paled in comparison. I wanted to give myself to this woman, to let her dominate and mould me as she saw fit.‘I’m
glad your husband could spare you for this evening. Sometimes men can be so jealous, locking their wives away, frightened of their desires. Does he know
your on a date with me baby? Does he know about us? Did you tell him about yesterday?’‘Yes, auntie, I told him everything. I told him how you seduced me.
And how I wanted you and loved it. And how we made love and you fucked me.’‘Good, my sweet, that’s what I wanted. And did you tell him that you were mine…that
you were my lesbian lover? Did you tell him that honey?’‘Yes, auntie, I told him - I told him that you were everything I wanted. That I, I, loved you and
I had found my true self. That I was a lesbian, your lesbian…’‘Excellent, my love, excellent. I’ll see you don’t regret it honey - i’ll look after you,
you’ll see.’As Mrs Kumila raised my hand to her lips and kissed it I knew I had made the right choice.At this point the food arrived and we began to eat.
All the while we flirted and I allowed myself to become accustomed to basking in the attention of another woman - to savor her flashing smile, her seductive
habit of stroking her hair from her face, the glint of her jewellery in the lamp light.

And yes, above all, to gaze upon her wonderful breasts, those soft orbs that she had opened to me and offered for my exploring hands. Though covered by
the tight black fabric of her top their contours were visible for all to see. My mouth went dry at the thought of enclosing those large dark nipples once
more between my hungry lips. As if to heighten the expectation we did not touch during the meal - except when, in a tender moment, Mrs Kumila leant across
to stroke some sauce from the side of my mouth. Looking at me intently she slipped her fingers into her mouth and licked them clean. My cunt juice oozed
from my open pussy at this erotic act. Between courses Mrs Kumila leant across and whispered: ‘Anita, my dear love, would you like to dance?’‘Of course,’
I replied, ‘I’d like that very much.’Mrs Kumila rose and offered me her hand. I took it and allowed myself to be led to the dance floor. I was embarrassed
and intensely nervous. As a girl my parents had forbidden me to go to public dances and since marriage I had rarely done so. But here I was being brought
to the floor by a voluptuous woman, who was so obviously treating me as her girlfriend. There were some other couples dancing slowly to the soft music
and we took our place at the corner of the floor. I knew I was crossing a Rubicon - that I was proclaiming my lesbianism to the world. But I was under
this woman’s spell - and deeply in love.Sensing my nervousness Mrs Kumila pulled me close to her and held me in her soft embrace. My inhibitions quickly
melted away. I felt that I was floating in heaven. I rested my head on her shoulder and relaxed as she ran her right hand through my hair. Her left hand
she placed on the small of my back, gently pressing and manipulating my spine. I clasped her tight, loving the feel of her smooth back and pressing my
C-cup breasts into her large bosom. I breathed deeply on the aroma of her perfume. Tentatively, still nervous of the gaze of others, I planted a kiss on
Mrs Kumila’s exposed neck. Emboldened I did so again, a longer kiss, running my tongue over her flesh. ‘Mmm, baby, that feels nice. I love your tongue
my sweet.

Does auntie taste good baby?’‘Oh yes, auntie, yes - you taste so good…’I let my tongue run freely along her neck and up to her ear, which I probed with
my tongue and kissed with my lips. Mrs Kumila sighed again and I felt her hand slide down to my arse and squeeze it through my leather skirt. I responded
by pressing my pelvis against her soft ample stomach. My heat was rising fast. I had never in my life been so horny - never so turned on. I was going to
jelly in this woman’s embrace. With her feminine intuition she lifted up my chin with her other hand and kissed me with her soft lips. We held the kiss
for some time before I broke free, panting.‘Oh auntie, I love you. No one has ever made me feel like this - and certainly no man. I want you so badly,
I want to worship your body - with my tongue, my lips, my fingers, my breasts, my pussy. I so want to satisfy you - will you teach me darling, will you
teach me to really love a woman? There’s nothing I won’t do…’Reaching behind me I took Mrs Kumila’s hand and slipped it under my skirt. Finding that my
pert arse was bare and smooth she grinned widely.Well, you are a deliciously naughty girl aren’t you my dear! I can feel that you are going to be a very
fast learner.’Her hand deftly slid around to my aroused pussy and came to rest on my distended cunt lips. She stroked me gently but oh so subtly - none
of the other couples could have guessed the pleasure I was experiencing at this woman’s soft hands.‘My darling, I love the feel of your smooth pussy. Did
you shave it for me, baby, for auntie?’‘Yes, yes, I wanted to be totally bald for you my love.’

‘Good, good. And when you were awaiting our date, did you touch yourself honey, did you finger yourself thinking of me?’‘How did you know? Oh yes, several
times - I have been in heat all day. I even got my husband to relieve me with his tongue - but it was you I imagined between my legs, your tongue on my
clit. You must believe me.’‘Yes, Anita, I believe you. And this juice, darling, is it for me?’‘Of course, auntie, its my gift - only for you. Its been
streaming out of me all evening. I’m so wet for you.’‘And Anita, if I explore you with my feminine fingers will you cum for me - now, amidst these couples,
in my arms?’Mrs Kumila slipped her forefinger into my went and welcoming cunt. He middle finger soon followed, while her thumb circled my clit. My arousal
was such that I couldn’t have held back if I’d wanted. I pressed my face into her neck to stifle any cries and began to push myself against her soft and
smooth fingers - so different from a mans. My sharp intakes of breath alerted Mrs Kumila to my arousal and my approaching crisis.‘That’s it lover, give
yourself to auntie. Come on baby, oh yes, you are a horny one, give me your love-juice, now, baby, now, i’ve got you, I want you…’My orgasm broke now and
I pushed my self deep onto Mrs Kumila’s sensual fingers. Again and again I thrust, clasping her all the time to disguise my ecstasy. I felt myself totally
wanton - and I loved it. And when Mrs Kumila raised her juice soaked fingers to my lips I had no hesitation in licking freely of my own juices. Mrs Kumila
began to stroke my hair and placed a tender kiss on my lips. ‘I think your going to be quite a wonderful little lesbian slut. Is that what you want my
love - to be auntie’s slut, her sex-toy?….’I had never thought of myself as a slut before. But as I stood in the shadows of this dance floor, in the arms
of a sensual lesbian, with no panties and my love juice oozing from my bald pussy I knew there was no other word to describe me. Under Mrs Kumila’s attentions
I had become what I perhaps was always destined to be: a lesbian slut. ‘Yes, auntie, I want that so much. Please take me home darling, take me into your
bed, let me learn to love you, let me service your hairy cunt with my tongue - I want to attend to you all night long. Please, dearest, please…’ Soon we
were driving through the quiet streets to my darling lover`s home.

I had been been having a problem with my computer that was simply beyond my ability to fix. It seemed that the entire system was running slow and, not being
a PC whiz, had no idea what to do or who to call other than a computer service that might cost an arm and a leg for what probably was a simple fix. I was
further embarassed to admit to anyone that I had this problem as my career requires that I work with on-board systems that are all computerized. Still,
this does not mean that I know my home computer that well.

At local volunteer/non-profit organization that I belong to, a young lady by the name of Heather had always caught my attention as she was very attractive
and outgoing. Working in the office, Heather always worked with computers and I hadn’t thought to approach her until we happened to bump into each other
one evening at the building where the non-prof was housed. We had been in the small break room talking when the subject of tatoo’s came up. I had been
considering getting a tatoo and told Heather about it when she mentioned that she had recently had a tatoo on her ankle. I noted that she was dressed very
casually in a beige polo short, blue jeans that were a bit on the long side and covered her ankle, and a beige, Birkenstock kind of closed-toe slide. Now,
I have never liked Birkenstocks and think they are just plain ugly. Little did I know what these concealed. At that moment, Heather slipped off her right
shoe as she moved to show me her tatoo. I swallowed hard as I looked and saw that her feet were bare inside her shoes. More amazing, was the sight that
I saw. Her right foot was perfectly and freshly pedicured in a sexy red polish. A silver toe ring adorned the second toe of her size seven feet. Heather
rolled up her pant leg and showed me her tatoo, but all the while, my attention was on her amazing foot and perfect toes.

I commented awkwardly to her, “Oh boy, you even have your nails done!” I flushed at my own comment.

“I can’t wait for summer.” She replied as she slipped her shoe back on to my dissatisfaction.

The conversation returned to other things when I commented that I had to go home and try to figure out a problem with my computer. Heather, hearing this,
offered advice on what to do to clean my hard drive and speed my computer back up byt freeing up disk space. I imagine my expression gave it away because
Heather asked if I could handle the task, to which I laughed and admitted that I wasn’t sure. Being such a nice gal, Heather offered to stop by and fix
it for me. I hesitated, not wanting to impose as it was early evening and I was certain she had plans. Heather assured me that it was OK and that she had
no plans. So with that, she followed me home innocently, to fix my computer.

Arriving at my house, I showed Heather to my basement office and explained the problem. Heather said it should be easy to fix and began with the menu. As
Heather was taking her own time to help me, I offered coffee or tea. Heather said tea would be great and I went upstairs to make a pot while she worked
on my system. About fifteen minutes later, I returned with a tray of tea and goodies to share. As I approached my computer and looked over Heather’s shoulder,
I nearly dropped the tray when I saw that Heather had my history menu open. The list was long and was headlined by many foot fetish site visits and picture
downloads. Heather looked at me with a serious expression and arched her eyebrows:

“I defragmented your disk and that should speed things up for you.” She paused, “and you should be able to download your pictures a bit faster.”

“Thanks.” I replied weakly, setting down the tray.

“You should consider getting a cable modem.” Heather advised me. “It will allow you to download some of the videos from your favorite sites and the larger
files you have downloaded will be almost instant.” An uncomfortable silence followed.

“Thanks for your help, Heather.” I said.

“No problem.” She answered. “You know I did have to look at your files to finish this, don’t you?”

I nodded.

“Let me ask you.” She said as she shifted towards me. “What was the thing you liked best about my tatoo? Do you think it was OK to get a cartoon like that?”

“Sure,” I replied, sitting on the sofa next to my computer table. “It was cute.”

“You really think so?” She asked.

“Absolutley.” I replied again.

Heather crossed her right leg over her left as she rolled the tall chair she sat in closer to me. “You didn’t see my tatoo, did you?”

“You showed it to me at the building earlier.” I protested.

“OK then. What was it of?” She asked.

I was frozen with anxiety. I couldn’t answer as I had spent the time looking at her foot earlier. I had no reply.

“I knew it!” She said as she smacked her thigh. “I saw all your views for those foot fetish sites. I know you have a thing for feet, don’t you? Come on.
Admit it!”

I was caught. “Look, Heather…I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry, I hope it doesn’t offend you but that stuff is personal and I didn’t think you’d see it.”

Heather laughed as she rolled close to me, now looking down at me from the stool.

“So. You find a girls feet sexy, huh?”

I nodded.

“I know why you made that comment about my feet now.” Heather said in a singing voice, her right foot now bouncing up and down. “You want to see my foot
again, don’t you?”

Again I nodded. With that she reached down and slipped her foot out of her shoe, flexing her perfect toes for me to see as she dropped her shoe on the floor.
I felt my loins swell and knew that it was obvious in my sweat pants. She looked down and smiled.

“I know what you look at and see that you really have a fetish for footjobs.” She said to the point.

Heather leaned forward and I felt her right foot press onto my hardness, toes starting to wiggle on me.

“Oh, God!” I moaned.

“Take it out!” She commended. I complied as I pulled the front of my sweats down to reveal my swollen member.

“Wow!” She said. “I guess my feet really do turn you on.”

Her bare foot was now free to touch my naked C*#K. I watched as she lowered her foot again, this time feeling her skin against mine as she looked into my
eyes and began wiggling her toes on my shaft. Her eyes bored deep into mine and I looked into hers. I then looked down to see those sexy red toes, now
bathed in my own pre-cum, sliding about on my shaft, bringing me to the edge of climax.

“Is this what you see on the internet?” She asked. “Is this what you dream of feeling?”

“Yes!” I exclaimed.

Her toes wiggled faster as she said, “You should have said something to me. See, I have a thing for my own feet also and I know about men who like feet.
I LOVE to do this.”

Hearing that, I tensed, about to release a load on her peds.

“Let’s get this one out of the way for now, but I want you to let me do this properly again, OK? It’s our secret.” She said.

As she finished, I closed my eyes and exploded as her sexy and soft toes worked magic on my C*#K, milking me for every last drop of fluid in my loins. I
didn’t know it, but I had found a lady who was going to fulfill many fantasy’s yet to come. Heather withdrew her foot after a few minutes and slipped into
her shoes. Walking out, she said she needed to stop by again the next day to finish my computer. As she left, she looked back and told me to check my e-mail
later as she had something she was sending me. As I later discovered, it was something to behold!

Hi I’m Asma aged 21. The incident happened by this April with my aunt aged 31 is a widow. To be said she is a voluptuous aunty. Till my 12th Std I didn’t
have any sex feelings on her. Later once I started watching porn movies, stories. I got interested to try with someone. I started masturbating after starting
of 12th.Eventhough she is a tailor she is our relation. She is my mom’s sister. From my childhood she was very fond of me and used to stitch dress for
me. Her structure is 38-32-40. She used to wear only saree. I’m 32-28-34. My mom told me to go to her house for stitching the dress and if possible stay
over there for a day and get stitched and come. I too agreed and went to her house by morning 10am. She was doing some work and told to sit in sofa and
watch TV. She came by 10.40. She just started talking in a ordinary way like how is my mom, me like that. I informed her that I have come to get my dress
stitched. I was in Shirt and skirt. She was wearing saree in such a way that I can see her boobs. As she went for taking the measuring tape I was very
much attracted towards her ass which was moving up and down which turned me really hot and while nearing me gave me a smile wow what to say about that,
I was really turning hot. She stood in front of me and started measuring first neck.

Then hips. For that she told to lift my shirt I too did. She just touched my flat stomach and told it’s nice suddenly current went through my body. Then
came down to ass and moved the tape up and down twice on it which made me hotter and I closed my eyes and she sensed the feelings of me. Then came to boobs
and went round me twice to position the tape which moved up and down of my nipple making me heavenly feeling and she asked how is it I was speechless simply
closing my eyes. Then she gave me coffee and I wontedly slipped it on my dress. She took me to bathroom and started cleaning in a way that she moved her
hands on my boobs and thighs etc…. Then started undressing and made I naked and told go I come and give dress. Since she cleaned me she also got wet and
she too undressed and came naked. Asked for what dress you want to wear I told nighty she took two and kept on bed and came near me and kept her hand around
my waist and made me sit on bed and pushed me to lay on bed and started massaging boobs and gave lip kiss. I too cooperated by reciprocating her then she
came down to my pussy and started licking. She licked for almost 10 mins and fingering too. After that she started inserting carrot wow what a feeling
I didn’t experience this before and started stretching my legs as far as possible. She lifted one leg side ways and came in-between and started stroking
with carrot like a guy and both were experiencing the pleasure to the maximum extent and both of us started drenching our liquid. This session took almost
50 mins. Then whole day we experienced different positions with different vegetables for 4 times.