Gujarati Hot Story Novels & Stories

I hugged my husband's body, kiss after kiss started the beautiful night, I spent this beautiful night making love and making love again, like a newlywed couple. A few months later At the end of this month, I missed my period, thank God we were blessed with a baby soon. Dwi was very happy to hear that, again he gave me one sweet surprise. The city of Garut is now my witness to spend the night, a villa in Drajat Pass Garut, the cold air that shivers the body. My young pregnancy, which was quite frail, nausea and all the cravings for Garut's special food tormented me, but I still chased it, I looked for it and I bought it. One more plastic snack that I brought into my villa room, I ate it witho

Stories that I would cook up at seclusion – while sitting at the commode, or while feigning sleep at home for an hour after school or while Biswa and I went for bi-cycle rides through the known and unknown lanes of our town. That whole day, I was telling my co-benchers the story of Jogu Mama. The man from Guwahati, who had, by dint of his unusual cunning and hard work, catapulted his life from that of a daily wage-earner to a filthy rich businessman. Nisim, Biswa and I had discovered the story of this man, bit by bit, until we left for Guwahati. As soon as Deuta paused, Bhaskar brought his lips close to my ears and asked, “Then, what happened?”

He was quite sure the busy businessman would have forgotten him. Anvesha shot daggers at her boyfriend which did not go unnoticed by her brother. Hruday, being his usual comic self, decided to play along as he said, “Umm… I don’t know about any Ms. Siddhi Singh but I know about Varun Sharma, the businessman who got married in Goa last year.” Adhyayan chuckled as he realized Hruday had told him that he was a good friend of Varun but his laughter was short-lived as Anvesha chimed in, “Enlighten me, please”, glaring at him.

"I lied to him again Please ambe maa sorry for lying but I have no option left. " ohk. "He said and I sighed in relief " will you cook Gujarati food for me? I love them. Dhokla, patra, sev Tamatar saag. Bajra roti and Basundi and not to forget thepla and Undhiyu puri. "Kavya said and licked her lips like she is imagining them. " Oh god , how much do you eat, girl? How come you don't get fat? "Kiaan commented

Adhiraj warn again " shut up Adhiraj. Today I will tell the truth, Sanjh you wanted to know that what happened to me? Then listen. I was his girlfriend from a long time. From our school time. One day he saw us in the college. Where he was a senior. He asked me about you and I told him. I was to blind in my love I didn't understand his intention. Then one day I caught him with your pic and he accepted that he is lusting over you. I was devastated because he had already took my virginity. I broke up with him because I couldn't continue it. But my bad luck I found out I'm pregnant. I decided to not tell him but from somewhere he found it. He asked me to marry him because he want his child but I

By weaving dreams of happiness. ..... Dear Readers, I hope you are loving the story. And if you are! Please make sure to leave some honest reviews for it. What to expect in the upcoming chapters: Suspense, Drama, and A little Romance. Mama here means Maternal uncle. While Gajar ka halwa is a carrot-based sweet dessert pudding in our Indian subcontinent.

Third person's pov... Sanyukta went to her hotel room and quickly changed into her favorite hot pants and doraemon top.His thoughts were dominating her mind.Those pair of mysterious eyes possessed her mind.She played her favorite song and went up to balcony . tu tu hai vohi dil ne jise apna kaha ... tu hai jahaan main hoon vahaan Mil jaaye is tarah, do lehre jis tarah O mil jaaye is tarah, do lehre jis tarah

They made him suck their cocks to get them hard again, his jaw aching from the girth. By dawn, Cindy was exhausted but glowing, lying in a puddle of semen. She pulled Mark close and kissed him. "I love you so much for letting me be this dirty. You're the best cuck a hotwife could ask for." Mark came untouched just from her words, his tiny orgasm adding to the mess, his heart skipped a painful beat, because his mistress will definitely punish for cumming without her permission. But deep down in that throbbing dick, he anticipated his arousal.

She's married to Dave, a local computer repair guy. Well, she has the hottest body of any of our friends. What started the adventure I'm about to relate, was a pool party at Dave and Greta's house where Greta wore a blue bikini that was just fabulous. The two triangles on top covered her nice, rather large, breasts and the bottom covered her pussy but her smooth ass cheeks kept sneaking out when the suit moved up into her ass-crack. I had a hard time focusing on anything other than Greta's suit, which pissed my wife off. It wasn't the first time Greta had worn revealing clothes.

I needed Nate, I wish he could of come in with me. "Feel free to start whenever you need to" I nodded, pulling on the hem of my orange dress, looking around the room before opening my mouth. "He's my husband still. Not ex" I started. They both nodded patiently, as they waited for me to continue. It took me forty minutes to finish my story. By then I'd cried an ocean on the interview floor, and most likely sent both officers into a ball of rage or sickness. But then again they were used to this stuff, I'm sure if they reached this status then they'd witnessed a lot.