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My School Music Teacher

It was a dark and humid day at school when I first glimpsed her pussy. It was during class, and she was my music teacher. I sat in the front row, and she jumped up to sit on her desk. I caught a glimpse of something black and wet beneath her skirt. Every day I came early and sat in front of her, and I would see the gaping wet hole in her. I think she saw me watching, because she would look into my eyes as she sat on her desk and played her guitar. The strangest thing seemed to happen then, the dark slit would get wetter, sopping wet, dripping. It was a heavy raining day today, and she stared at me for the longest time while she played her guitar for the class.

Fucking My Friend's Hot Mom

One day, while I was in high school, on my way home from soccer practice, I stopped off at my friend Pankaj's house to see what he was planning on doing over the weekend. I rang the doorbell, and his mother answered the door, dressed in a pair of shorts, and a vest. His mom was a total fox, tall and slim with blonde hair. It was hard to believe that she had a son my age. "Hi Mrs. Sonia," I said, as I my eyes roamed over her body seeing how well she filled the shorts and vest that she was wearing, "Is Pankaj here?"If she noticed me checking her out, she gave no indication of it, and she replied, "No, I'm afraid he isn't Dave. He has gone to movies with Steven.

April

April is a successful young lady. Has no shortage of money and to all intents and purposes, is switched on and in tune. But, she has a darker side, a reckless abandon that threatens to ruin her health and life. Sooner or later, April will find herself in a situation that will prove to be one step too far... or, she will be saved from her self by exactly the same situation but with a far better outcome.

My aunty my love

Hi readers, this is Jay once again with a brand new incident. This incident has happened a long back. So I am narrating the same and we have a group of 5 friends. One of them was Pratik and he had lost his father due to heart attack a few years back. His mother's name was Yogita and at that time she must be around 40-42 years of age after death of Pratik's father, we used to go to his home so often just in case, Yogita aunty need any help. So, one day, after coming from my college, I had my food and went to Pratik's home. Pratik opened the door and took me in. We then went to his room and were talking to each other.

Bernard

Let me make it absolutely clear before I start with this true tale, I am not in anyway gay. I have never wanted to be fucked by another man or even thought about getting intimate with a member of the same sex. Sure, I love watching two women going at it, in fact, I derive great pleasure from seeing a couple of girls suck and fuck each other; tongues and fingers going to work. Breast to breast or sixty-nine, I don't mind. It's a male thing I guess, though I am not sure what the girls think. It's okay if they are inclined toward same sex, I suppose. I don't think seeing two men going for gold has the same effect on a woman, but again, I haven't asked.

My Wild Sexual Experience Part-1

My sexual experience it was just two days before my twenty first birthdays. I was very excited and making plans to celebrate it in a memorable way with my friends. So after coming back from school, I quickly finished my home work and rushed to Udit's place to give finishing touch to the plans and to finalize the list of invitees. Udit is my next door neighbor, my class mate and among one of my best friends I had at that time. He was not at home. When I rang the call bell, to my surprise the door was opened by Udit's aunty from Dubai, always bringing chocolates for us during her every visits over here. Oh! It's you aunty. When did you come?

My one of the best sex pleasure

Hi! I am Jay, a young man settled now in Bombay. I would love to share a true story of my life. Usually we have made (lady servant) to help my wife at our home. Fortunately I had a very beautiful maid, may be approximately age of 25. It seems her husband was a truck driver with one of the transport company and usually traveling all over India. She used work for us during morning hours 9 to 12 and evening 7 to 10. On many Occasions I used to observe her as not only because of a beautiful face but also Good healthy boobs, sense of dressing, style of wearing sari where her curvesIs visible, very well shaped buttock, smooth and fair skin?

My First Experience Part 2

While I was fixing the hook, I felt and touched the entire bra, concentrating on the inside of the cups. Aunty had an early dinner ready for me. She was in her night gown, her hair in a towel. Her eyes were her best features, next to her tits, at least to me... Jay, did you fix my bra? Can you bring it here?" Shit, she wanted it back. No problem, I could play with another bra when she left. I could see her from the back, sitting at her dresser as I walked down the hall to my room for the bra. It looked like she had on panties and in skirt over them. She was naked from the waist up, facing the mirror, doing her nails. Wonderful. I got it and walked into her room.

My true untold dirty secrets

I'm hot n sexy since from my childhood. Whenever I got the chance, I never missed and made the best use of it. I had many encounters and a few of them are here. This is the first time I am narrating my true secrets, but it feels all good to me to be getting out of it before you all. First Time in 9th Grade!! The story starts when I was 18 years old and was only in the 9th grade at the time. At the beginning of the year I met a girl and we became instant friends. As the year went on we flirted back and forth tell finally I guess she could not take it anymore. One day she just kept on looking at me. After school that day she found me. She grabbed my hand and said "let's go to my house".

Bless me Father, for I have sinned

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned....." Awakening. The priest had heard the door shut quietly and settled into a comfortable position, ready to hear the usual liturgy of minor transgressions that would be forgiven with his scale of "Hail Mary's" by way of absolution. Twenty minutes later, and having received an education in the emergence of one of his parishioners from drudge to the exalted woman she now was.