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Sex Guest House (Sex Story)

Our house was built in the 1960 es and is old fashioned. We have a lovely guest room adjoining our bedroom which Consequently was to be the staging area of an exquisite sexual adventure for my wife Manju and I . In six years of marriage Manju has become quite sexy and we have talked sex , man and women freely .

Last year a friend of mine was visiting from Banglore and was staying with us. His wife remained at home, 1000 Kms away. One evening we all went out to dinner. Manju was dressed in a tight black silk blouse and sari on her Gadrai sexy body . She wore a white lace bra ,the edges of which just peeked out from her blouse. All throughout dinner I could tell that my friend was absolutely charmed by her looks, her wit and manners during conversation. However, he seemed particularly fond of Manju’s physical reaction to his jokes. On this night, something was keeping her excited . My friend was certainly not above stealing glances down her top and at her ass. Every time I saw him doing so it , sent a electricity to my groin.

I had an idea ! On that night, at home when my friend would have gone to his room , I would propose Manju be his bed partner while I listened in from guest room’s cracky window ! When my friend got up from the table to go to the bathroom, I leaned over to Manju and said that how would she like to put her pink negligee to work in night?” She got a big smile on her face and said ,”Aaj nahi “. “Mere liye nehi! ” I replied. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened. She was speechless. “Agar temhe wo pasand hi ! Darti ho ?” Before she could answer, my friend returned. We ordered ice cream and Manju gathered up some nerve and decided to spice up the conversation. “Etne din se bahar ho Bibi ki jaroorat nahi parti hei apko ” My friend didn’t know what to say. I laughed and said looking in her eyes that it was unfortunate that we do not have service here. When we later got up my friend openly watched her rear end as she moved through the door.

We arrived home at 11 pm . My friend asked if we could wake him up early so that he could run some job in the morning for his day’s meeting. Manju said sure, she would take care of it. We all took our turns in the bathroom and prepared for bed. My friend made mention of how comfortably he had slept the previous night and that the old wood big bed was quite a nice change . Manju said “Bahut carmeata hi , per achha hei .” My friend shot a glance at me. “Muje bhi achha legta hei” , and I smiled at him. Read the rest of this entry »

Car Lovin (Sex Story)

My boyfriend Paul was about to leave to go to Germany, and this would be our last night together for over a year. We were in my bedroom and I was already horny just from thoughts that had been roaming in my head. I was teasingly rubbing my breasts through my shirt.

Paul is a breast lover, and I already knew this because he loved sucking on my D cups and he had told me so many times how much he enjoyed breasts, especially larger ones.

As I played with my breasts I could see that he was becoming harder and harder. Just anticipating what I would do next. I leaned over him on the bed and began kissing him passionately, feeling his hands glide across my back.

“What if your mom come’s in?” Paul paused to ask me. I told him not to worry, but of course he could not help it, because my door was wide open and her room was across from mine.

Paul, being nervous, decided to quit before we got caught. I was still very horny, and extremely wet, so I got on the floor and bent over in front of him. He grabbed at my ass in my tight jeans and let out a groan. My nipples automatically hardened with excitement at the sound of his groan, and I could not wait to hear him cum.

Time was gaining on us, and he would soon have to leave for Germany. We went downstairs and outside to his car. I did not want him to leave, because I had not given him his going away present yet.

We got in his car and began to make-out heavily. I could feel his lips, so soft, pressing against mine. Our tongues were touching here and there, and I was letting out moans of pleasure. Read the rest of this entry »

Servant makes a man out of master. (Sex Story)

I live in a city in India with my family. We are a well to do family and we have a servant – a female servant. We had her since I was in 3rd grade. In this story she is the main character. She used to wear a dress with a low neckline and whenever she used to bend over to clean the floor of the house her bra used to come into view and I could see her boobs.

When I was in 3rd grade I didn’t know what boobs were so one day when I asked her what those big globes were, she blushed and said that those were her boobs. Sometimes I would touch them and feel their roundness. At such moments she would let out an audible gasp more like a moan and would half-heartedly tell me not to do it. I would fell something hard in my groin whenever I touched her boobs. As I grew older I learnt everything about *** and I used to get pretty ‘excited’ on remembering what used to do. But I never realized that knowing and doing all this would change my life drastically.

When I was in 10th grade, this incident took place. Any way let me introduce myself and the maid. I am a kid in 10th grade, about 5”8 tall and a muscular guy and the maid is about my age, has good and round boobs and a perfect hourglass figure and had very rosy nipples. I knew she had rosy nipples as one day when she was changing her dress in her room I ‘accidentally’ walked into the room and saw her. She was always attracted towards me and would say nothing when I would touch her boobs when I was in class 7th, in fact she would close her eyes and smile dreamily.

We used to go for tours in my vacations all over India and sometimes abroad. We always used to take the maid along with us as she looked after me when I was small while my parents used to go to business parties. By the time I was in 8th grade I was a red-blooded teenager having all info about s**. This time my mom and dad were going to go to Shanghai for a business deal. They were planning to take me too but I opposed the plan as I didn’t have any interest in going to Shanghai. So my mom & dad decided to leave in the care of our servant who would cook for me and would be in the house while they went to Shanghai. I was more than happy for I could now see movies of my own choice without having to bother about anyone!!! Read the rest of this entry »

My Affair With Mrs. London (Sex Story)

Welcome to sunny Florida, my name is Aaron, and I’d like to tell you my story. I’m your average American kid, spending my time trying to pick up chicks and stealing booze just for the hell of it. But this story isn’t concerned with all of that, this story concerns a one, Mrs. Bridgette London, and more importantly, her affair with her young next door neighbor, me.

She was a knockout, to the truest form of the word. She was about 5′5″, bright blue eyes, and body like a brickhouse; 34 DD’s and an ass like an apple. But what made her gorgeous was her long red hair, straight to the middle of her back. We’d been neighbors since before I was even born; hell, my dad and her went to school together. She’d been married to her husband Steve for 23 years now, with no kids, but you could tell they weren’t truly together anymore. I think I even saw his car at one of the local hotels to tell you the truth, but hell, what do I know.

It was a Saturday afternoon and everbody at our local church were getting things ready for the annual church bakesale on Sunday afternoon at the State Fair. My mom was the the organizer for the church so she was in charge of coordinating everyone’s efforts. It was 1 p.m. already, and I had just gotten up and showered; it had been a late night. And that’s where our story takes off…

“Hey Aaron, since you’re finally up, you think you could help me out?”

“Mom, I’m not running to the store. You made me go like 4 times yesterday, so if you forgot something, tough luck!”

My mom laughed,”Ha, I didn’t forget anything, I was just hoping you’d go pick up something up from the Londons’ house. Bridgette was supposed to make a batch of oatmeal-raisin cookies for the fair, and I want you to go over and get them” Read the rest of this entry »

A Summer Cleaning (Sex Story)

It had been about a year since we had seen Larry at our Summer Picnic. I had left my wife home to clean while I went out to pick up some lunch. As I drove down my driveway I noticed a strange car parked by the garage. I parked my car and went inside quietly opening the front door. I could hear some voices in the living room so I crept into the kitchen.

As I peered around the corner, I saw my wife dressed in a long tee shirt and my old buddy Larry also dressed in a tee shirt and shorts. I could see my “A” type ladder set up beneath a ceiling fan and a pile of vacuum cleaner stuff on the floor. It was kind of warm in the house and I heard my wife ask Larry to her her clean the ceiling fan. He replied that he would as her straightened the ladder. Meanwhile, I noticed my wife bend over and sorting the vacuum cleaner tools. Larry was intently watching her as her back was towards him and her tee shirt slowly crept up her back exposing her panties.

Being self conscious she reached back and tried to cover herself. She turned around and handed him the vacuum cleaner hose and returned to the pile looking for the other end. As her shirt slid up again, I noticed Larry set the hose down and slide his shorts off. He was wearing a pair of real short silky boxers that barely covered his cock. He quietly walked up behind my wife, placed his hands on her silky panties and began to massage the cheeks of her butt. I could see her try to resist by standing up, but applied pressure to her back to hold her down.

As he took a step forward, he positioned his cock between her cheeks and began massaging her back as he slid his hands under her tee shirt. She told him this was wrong and that I would be home soon. He responded by sliding his hand down her back and over her cheeks. His fingers came to rest on the moist material covering her pussy. As he stroked the silky material I could hear her begin to moan. Read the rest of this entry »

Captured For Sex (Sex Story)

She struggled as the two man held her. One pinned her arms behind her back, the other was fighting off her kicking legs. She was taught to fight her attackers. She had attended a rape protection class and they had shown her various ways to fight off her attackers. It seemed much easier in class with one attacker coming straight at her. With two, two strong men in was not so simple.

She had been walking home from the store. It wasn’t dark yet, the sun just starting to set, the streetlights not on yet. She had felt reasonable safe, having done this before. The neighbor was safe, or so she thought it was. For an eighteen year old girl, life was always a series of challenges and adventures. Except for the rape protection class, which her mother had forced her to attend, she always felt safe, having a tendency to underestimate danger, seeing it more as adventure. She regretted it now.

They came out of nowhere. One minute the street was empty, the next she felt someone behind her. Before she had a chance to react, her arms were pulled behind her back, a hand thrown tightly over her mouth. She was hefted up into the arms of the men, one holding her arms tightly, the other lifting her feet off the ground and hustled off to the car that was parked around the corner.

She was thrown into the back seat onto her stomach, her arms pulled behind her. Her face was pushed into the seat, unable to breath.

“Stop your struggling and I’ll let you breathe,” she heard one of them say.

She continued to fight, but began to get dizzy from the lack of air. She stopped struggling, feeling the pressure on her head relaxing.

“AAAGGHH,” her head pulled sharply back by her hair. A piece of wadded cloth was stuffed into her mouth, smelly fingers pushing the dry material deep into the hot confines of her mouth. “GGGHHHGG,” she gagged as it pushed into the back of her mouth. Her cheeks swelled from the large amount of cloth, her saliva soaked up into the dry material. She sucked in air through her nose, her chest rising and falling rapidly, trying to fill her lungs. Read the rest of this entry »

Indian Cousin Rakhee (Sex Story)

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There was this cousin named Rakhee I grew up with back in India. She was about eight years younger to me and we grew up almost like real brother and sister. She was the daughter of my mom’s brother and she and her family would often stay over with us over the long weekends.

She even referred to me as ‘bhaiya’… which is Hindi for big brother. She went to an all girls’ school and I was one of the few boys she knew. When I was about 19 I went off to college and was away for a pretty long time. Almost three years passed before I saw her next when I came home for the summer.

When I saw her for the first time I must admit I felt a bit awkward around her. Partly coz I was 22 and she had grown quite a bit too and partly coz now I felt somewhat turned on by her. Her face was still that same innocent girl’s. She was almost as tall as me now but still very petite and her dress showed only the slightest impression of a pair of very small but perky breasts. I don’t think she had even started wearing a bra yet. She still had those big round brown eyes. She had let her hair grow long all the way down to her waist. It was black and flowing beautifully. I love straight long hair.

It didn’t take long for us to get reacquainted however. In fact it didn’t take her any time at all to start chatting away with me the way we did before I left. We talked about everything from her school to her chores at home. Read the rest of this entry »

A Ride Home (Sex Story)

I saw her by the keg, she was already tipsy and she was going up for more. Earlier that day her boyfriend broke up with her and now it seemed as if she was trying to drink his memory away. Last time she did that she almost died of alcohol poisoning. If I hadn’t rushed her to the hospital, she’d already be dead.
She was Kelly, my best friend and crush for a long time now. I had been there for her throughout high school and part of middle school. Kelly had long blond hair, deep green eyes, and pouty lips. Her measurements, which she told me while drunk one night, are 38C-24-36.

“I think this should be your last one,” I told her.
“No, Tim, I’ll be done when I’m done,” she stated.
“No, this is your last one then I’m taking you home.”
“But I don’t want to go.”
“I don’t care, you’re in no condition top be drinking.”
“Fine,” she said disappointedly, then she finished her drink.
“Okay, now let’s go”

I led her to my car. I had to hold her close to keep her steady. I opened the door and lifted her into my car. I closed the door, then I got into my side and started the car. I knew the way to her house in my sleep so I was mainly just watching her to make sure she was alright.

I pulled into her drive way and asked, “where is your parent’s car?”
“They took a little vacation, I’m all alone this week end.”

I unbuckled her and shut my car off to save gas. As I was going to open my door, her head gently fell onto my lap. I figured she had passed out, when all of a sudden I felt her hand roaming around my crotch. She found my penis and began rubbing it through my pants. Read the rest of this entry »

Afternoon Delight (Sex Story)

I was about 35 and it was a warm summer day. I was a bit bored and decided to do some chores around the house while wearing a tee shirt and my wife’s panties. At the time, I was doing dishes when the doorbell rang. Not thinking too clearly, I ran to the door and opened it while hiding behind the door. It was my neighbors teenage daughter stopping by to visit.

I smiled and said I was busy. As she peered inside she told me she was home alone and lonely and needed someone to talk to. I again thanked her and refused. She pleaded with me to let her in and volunteered her services to help me. By now she had stepped up into my doorway and was craning her neck to see inside. I again thanked her and refused. She leaned towards me and apologised followed by a sensuous kiss on my lips. I could feel myself getting excited as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I closed my eyes as I enjoyed our kiss. When my our kiss had ended, I opened my eyes and found her standing inside my doorway. As I stood up from behind the door, I tried to conceal the panties I was wearing by pulling my tee shirt down, but it was to no avail. She noticed my panties and commented on my choice of sexy underwear as she closed the door behind her. I noticed she was wearing a very short tee shirt and a very brief pair of shorts. As she walked in she asked me what I was working on. I told her I was doing the dishes. She then grabbed my hand and walked me to the kitchen where she offered to help. I began to wash and rinse the dishes and said she could dry. After she dried a couple of dishes she put the towel down and walked up behind me. Her hands began to massage my panty covered cheeks. Read the rest of this entry »

A long time coming…. (Sex Story)

My best friend and his girlfriend stayed over at my parent’s house with my girlfriend and me while my parents were away. Nothing unique in that, we’d spent weekends together as couples dozens of times. This time things turned out a little different.

We woke up on the Saturday morning and Ian mentioned he wanted to go home to pick up some stuff. My girlfriend said she needed some things from home too. My mind went quickly into overdrive. If I could convince Ian to drive Lee home, then I would be alone with his girlfriend Pat and finally get to try something!

I guess I should say a few things about Pat at this point. She’s a brunette, with deep, beautiful brown eyes. She has perfect, round tits, just more than a handful and a smile that both melts your heart and makes you hard as a rock.

Ian and I had met her at the same time, and fallen for her instantly, but she was seeing someone. Ian was the lucky guy who was single when she broke up and he snagged her right away.

Anyway, I convinced Lee to let Ian take her home… I think she thought there was something on my mind, but didn’t pursue it. After they left I didn’t know how I was going to go after her, but Pat gave me an opening as soon as I walked into the room where she was lying on our sofa bed. Read the rest of this entry »