Sex Story Indian Novels & Stories

She is everything—every fantasy, every craving, every desire wrapped into one unbearable reality that I cannot escape. And those breasts—fuck. I can’t stop my hands from caressing them, kneading the soft flesh with a hunger I have never known before. Desire pours through me like molten steel, heavier and hotter than anything I thought possible. Normally, sex is just a game to me. A pastime. A delicious distraction. I take women, fuck them hard, relish in their screams, and then I let go. I forget their names, their faces, their voices, everything. They never linger in my mind longer than it takes me to button my shirt.

She knelt beside him and wrap her fingers around his length. "Relax big boy...don't groan too hard yes?" She grin as she slowly stroked her fingers up and down his length. Bill clench his teeth as he groans. He's never felt this way during sex, this was different... it felt like though it weren't done by a random lady, done by someone...more powerful. He couldn't stop his self from groaning loud when she clamped her mouth on his length. He watched her as she whipped her head in and out, giggling and smirking up at him. Her tongue felt warm as it stroked his cock and his veins throbbed painfully. He felt guilty, having sex with a lady on the morning of his boss death. But he couldn't help him

I:- No! Neil:- you have a Son? I:- yes! One year old. Board member 1:- you have a baby without wedlock? I:- yes sir! Board member 2:- This is India, Ms. Porishma Das, not a foreign country where you can do whatever you want to do. Do you know Sleeping with a man and being pregnant without marriage isn't our culture? I:- It's my life and it depends on me to do whatever I like and about having a baby before marriage it's my choice and I choose my baby over marriage or anything else.

I scolded her for more than a day but then I knew she was a hard-core woman, so we all planned to do something. We put a successful plan and we all went to India without letting our parents know. And as per our plan, Ishita went by herself to that man and acted like a money-minded bitch who is also a billionaire. He didn't first trust her so he asked her to seduce a few men for what she did for the main goal and then he started to trust her. He didn't love her but he decided to marry her for the billions and started to act like he was in love with her while Ishita too acted like that and that all was for only 24 hours.

Her hands traveled towards his erected member crying desperately to come out of his track-pants when Adhyayan murmured, “Anvesha, as much as I want this, I think we should wait till marriage” Anvesha gave him a dirty glare as she murmured, “I think I can calm this down even without the sex, Mr. Anhedonic". Her hands travelled inside his track pants, lowering down his lowers and freeing his member. She caressed his length teasing him all the while till he could not take any longer and shot his fluids on her hands and on her bedsheets that screamed of sex. With a desire to return the favor, he lowered down her hot pants and panties and latched his lips down there. Licking and lapping his tongu

(Your wife is really good). I just glared at him. Yes she is really good until the Italian ghost comes out of her. I don't think Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat would ever need an enemy to be killed. His wife and her Hindi is enough for it. I would not deny her effort to speak that foreign language but she sounds really cute when she speaks broken Hindi. But the moment she speaks English, her voice becomes sexier. Indeed my wife is too sexy to be left alone. Being a 7 years younger girl she still has every fucking strings to pull me madly towards her. I took her out on the beach at night. I wasn't sure about the morning. Last time when I saw her beach photos I was more than shocked. I would never al

It was something different feeling while undressing her when she is in particular Indian wearing style. She was looking sexy in the red saree. I tried to control my seduction but my strength gave up in front of her seductive look which only increases my desire. Playing with her nipples, I left a mark of biting, she screeched a little and moaned in pleasure. I spread her legs and sat my tip at her entrance as I can't wait long to get her. I thrust deeper than the previous making out session. "I'm going on harsh this time," I asserted as she screamed due to a sudden thrust. She nodded seductively and I started pumping in and out. The entire room was filled with her moaning and screaming.

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.

But then again, I am in a damn sex club. I ignore the moans and screams of pleasure from both women as they are getting railed. Even if they sound fake as fuck. One woman has Roman thrusting in her mouth and Tyler and Karl fucking her in her pussy. The other woman is leaning on all fours as she sucks the other woman’s nipples as Elliott and Scott fuck her in the ass and pussy. Bravo to both of them. Sara is watching Alexei with lust in her eyes, and Colt is watching me. Sara pats the seat next to her. Her long tanned legs crossed. I smirk at her as Alexei and I both walked toward them.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h