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Hi Indian-Stories lovers this is Neha narrating you a true incident which happened with my classmate Abhinav and his friends Uday and Pankaj. I am 22 years old but the incident happened in class 11 when I was 16. We all were in same class in a public school in Delhi.
All schoolgirls living in Delhi know that as we move in one class high our skirt size decreases accordingly. My skirt used to be about 1-2 inches above knee when I leave my house, at school bus stand it used to become 3-4 inches above knee and in school especially during lunch it even used to go 5-6 inches. I used to wear smallest skirt in school. Which gave me special attention. I was horniest in school dress with 5-4?ht. big boobs which used to bounce when I walked, nice fleshy fair legs.

Let me tell you about the time I showered with my Aunt, and fucked her with my cousin. But first, I will tell you a little more about my Aunt. Her name is Tabassum Auntie. She is in her late thirties with a fair skin color. Tabassum Auntie is short with a womanly body, big soft boobs and a big round ass that sticks out like two footballs from under her shalwar. I love looking at Tabassum Auntie’s round ass when it jiggles when she is working in the house, and when she bends over to pick up something from the floor. I live with my Aunt’s family because I go to school in their city so I get to see her a lot during the day. Sometimes I follow her to the laundry to look at her bend over and pull out clothes and underwear from the dryer. I love to see her ass outline in her tight shalwar-kamiz when she is bending and when sometimes her clothes get stuck between her two chootars when she stands up. I have put my hand on Tabassum Auntie’s ass and squeezed her chootars a few times in the past and pretended that it was an accident. She is a little shy so she ignores me.

The Kama Sutra Part 2. On Seduction: 20. Of the women of the royal harem, and the keeping of one’s own wife.
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The women of the royal harem cannot see or meet any men on account of their being strictly guarded, neither do they have their desires satisfied, because their only husband is common to many wives. For this reason, among themselves, they give pleasure to each other in various ways as now described. Having dressed the daughters of their nurses, or their female friends, or their female attendants, like men, they accomplish their object by means of bulbs, roots, and fruits having the form of the lingam, or they lie down upon the statue of a male figure, in which the lingam is visible and erect.

Hi guys and girls, this is Aadi, 24, handsome guy from thanjavur a town in
Tamilnadu. Im a regular reader of Indian sex stories. While reading this stories i
have felt that when ill get chances like in these stories to have sex.My fortune
gave me a chance one day.
There is a girl in front of my house, her name is selvi. She used to smile at me
when i pass her house. she came out whenever i went to my house.I also usually
replied a smile to her.She has finished her sslc and staying in home. I wanted to
talk to her. But we cant talk bcoz our parents are very strict. One night she was
standing outside of her house, i wrote my mobile number in a bit paper. I started
my two wheelr and went through her while passing her i put that bit paper in
front of her. I went fastly. I was waiting for her call. But she doesnt called
me. I thought that she hasnt took that paper. after 7 days she called me. Then
we spoke nearly for 1 hour, then we shared our details. daily she will call when
her parents has gone to sleep.

I had been trying to recover from breaking up with my Indian boyfriend. I miss him so much it’s like getting a headache every time I wake up. It’s not because he’s nice or sweet but he’s so good in screwing. He is always in the mood to get me naked and taste all my naughty spots. Since it is so hot today, I decide to take a long shower. The water feels nice against my skin and soon I start fantasizing about my ex-boyfriend. The way his cock jumps in size from 8 to 10 inches when he gets aroused. Once, out of boredom, we screwed each other in his rooftop at night. I’m so engrossed with these memories and soon, my fingers are stroking lower and lower until it closes on my soft tight pussy.

I continue imagining all those past fuck deeds as I play my fingers into my delicate folds. I shift position to shower its silky depths with water. I start moaning with the sensations I’m getting.

But my fingers aren’t enough to satisfy my sex-crazy pussy. I want something better. I want something which can duplicate the feeling of my ex’s cock sliding in and out of my kinky holes.

I remember the pussy toy we have used months ago for our last anniversary. I need it. I want to feel sizzling pleasure again, even on my own. I step out of the shower to get the dildo from my dresser. I walk back to lie down against the wet tiles and spread my legs. Slowly, I plunge this dildo into my orifice. I close my eyes and start stroking it in and out. Slower and faster, all with memories of my past fuck adventures playing in my mind. With all this solo fingering, I’m soon on the verge of body-thrilling bliss. My breath’s coming in brief gasps and I lie on the floor with my hands full of warm pussy juices. For the first time, I feel happy as a single Indian woman.