Indian Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Hot gush coated his chin; he drank it down, kept licking through the aftershocks until she whimpered and pushed him back. Ada hopped off the counter on shaky legs. Turned, bent over—ass up, tits pressed to the cool surface, skirt bunched around her waist. “Fuck me,” she begged. “Now.” Chidi yanked his trousers down. Cock sprang free—thick, dark, rock-hard, veins throbbing. He lined up and slammed in—one brutal thrust that buried him to the hilt. Ada cried out, hands slapping the counter for balance. Plates rattled, a glass tipped over, rolled across the surface.

My family would have been humiliated. So I married him knowing he would never really want me. Never really satisfy me. Never give me what I needed in bed. And I decided right then that I wouldn't settle for a sexless marriage just because my husband preferred dick. The mechanic doesn't know about the neighbor's brother. The neighbor's brother doesn't know about the mechanic. My husband doesn't know about either of them. And I'm keeping it that way. Because this arrangement works. I get the hard rough sex I crave. I get variety. I get to explore every kink and desire my body has without judgment or hesitation.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

The lean one fisted my ass while the tall one fucked my pussy, the tattooed one jerking off, cumming on my stomach. “More,” I begged, and they obliged, lifting me into a standing 69, the tall one eating my cunt while I sucked him, the lean one fucking my ass, the tattooed one tit-fucking me again. The jungle echoed with our cries, cum and sweat mixing, until I collapsed, spent but craving. Chapter Three – Untamed Union

Story 9: Sex With Mr Handsome Stranger 3 ~DELL~ I was very surprised to hear from him that he’s a virgin. When he talked about his break-up, I had thought he was talking about a male but it seems I'm wrong. But, this also pleased me knowing this is his first time and I’ll be the first man to have this innocent and cute young man. I licked my lips as I watched him wiggle under me while I played with his dick.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

the room smelt of sex and sweat as the loud moans of people echoed in the room as they continued pleasuring each other…… Soon Cassie moaned out loud and released her self all over Brian and got up from his cock…Brian stood up and then flipped her on her fours and slammed his cock into her …. She moaned out loud cause she could feel him everywhere…and it was simply euphoric…..he continued slamming into her as Cassie kissed her as her moans got swallowed into her mouth as Brian continued slamming his cock inside her…she was so wet that she could feel her juices flow down her legs as he continued fucking her and grabbed a fist full of her hair until she let out a loud moan and came all over him

Sex starved Indian mother seduces her son. This is a story of how a sex starved Indian mother of a 19 year old son seduces him and starts enjoying the carnal pleasures again. ***** Varsha along with her son Raju had come to attend her youngest sister's wedding. Large number of relatives had come for the festive occasion. Though the house of her parents was big, it was not large enough to accommodate all of them in separate bedrooms. Because of this Varsha, her son, her sister in law, her brother, and his two small daughters shared a bedroom and were sleeping on the mattresses laid on the floor.

she managed to ask, her professional instincts not entirely abandoned. Felix reached into his desk drawer, retrieving a condom with practiced ease. "I want to be clear," he said, even as he tore the packet open. "This changes nothing professionally." Wendy squeezed his length lightly. "Less talking, more fucking, Mr. Harrington." His eyes flashed at her boldness. In one swift movement, he rolled on the condom and positioned himself at her entrance. "Is this what you've been wanting?" he asked, teasing her with just the tip. "Your boss bending you over his desk?"

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.