Indian Sex Stories

Sujata n Anjana were 2 very good friends. Hot guju chicks. They joined a hostel in Surat. Very sexy n very horny was their nature. This happened on the first night in the hostel when senior students in the same hostel were ragging them. Correction they became lovers that night. Both the chicks Sujata and Anjana were lying in their room talking and giggling when suddenly they saw 5 chicks well built in their room. One locked the door and the other told them u chicks r gonna never want to forget this fucking night.

Hi this is a real story which it is my first sex experience in bus.

Im 24 now, I was a hotel management student. When i was 20, I was travelling from chennai to Thanjavur, I went to Chennai for a personal work. The bus came to Tindivanam Busstand, at 5.30 in the evening. Every one in the bus got down from the bus. But im the only person sitting inside. Four ladies came to the busstand they all are unmarried. They belong to a religion in which they the saints doesnt marry. OOnly one woman sat right back to my seat. The others came to send off her.

Hi there,
I am nuts again. I cannot keep quite at all. A horny guy like me never keeps quite. I had already written a story “bus journey” and here again, I continue the same. I had posted a few days ago called BUS JOURNEY ” about how on an overnight bus journey from Chennai to Tirunelveli , where I had initiated some “advances” and how it progressed after that. I hope you remember this particular incident.

This happened when I just finished my schooling and was heading for my graduation. My sister is extremely good looking. My sister got married to Javed (a muslim guy) who is very handsome. Actually it was a love marriage. Initially my parents were against this marriage but later they accepted it. They stay in Delhi. That night, I was preparing for my exam and I was studying. It was about 10:30 pm and quite & calm outside. After a while, I heard some creaking noise from their bed room. I switched off the TV and sat quietly on the sofa next to their bedroom door. My Brother-in-law was making love to my sister (34-32-36 her stats). I quickly understood what was going on and thought of getting out of their privacy range. But, it was night and it was a small apartment there wasn’t any choice left.

This is a true incident – memories of which are still very vivid in my mind.
A couple of months ago , I had to travel to Madurai, about 500 kms from Chennai on an emergency and as train tickets were not available at short notice , I had to take the overnight Karnataka State roadways bus .
My seat was at the second last row of the luxury 2×2 seater deluxe bus & I got a window seat . Just before the bus departure , the seat next to me was occupied by a middle aged lady of about 30-35 years, looked well educated and seems to have been married for some time now, her body languages and the shapes of her body conveyed. She had a fair complexion and a well – good maintained slim figure of may be 36-25-35. The journey commenced & after about an hour at 9.00 p.m the lights were switched off the bus became very dark inside . She asked me whether I could spare the window seat for her. I readily agreed, for such is my character that I donot say no any girl. While moving to the next seat and allowing her to go to the window seat, I hit her buttocks with my hand and felt soft indeed.

I would always be wondering why I had friends that were in higher classes than I was. When I joined my new college second year , I had good contacts with the post graduate guys. There were four guys. I had their protection and that made me survive very easily in the new college. I would invite them home for snacks and that they all lived in the same colony made it easier. These guys would come home late in the evenings or early in the morning, I would study those times and they would help me with the assignments. My mother would make some snacks whenever they came and we all stayed in the study room.

My name is reshma and I will be very happy if Indian-Stories.com could publish my story.
I was introduced to Indian Sex Stories by my friend recently. I was fascinated by the stories and thought I must share my sexual experiences also with my friends.
Well, my name is reshma and I am staying with my uncle and aunt at ernakulam. I am staying with them so that I could go to college from here.

Im a 28 year male from bombay and I have had too many sexual experiences and am a regular visitor to indian passion. Being an architect I have to travel a great deal all over india and therefore spend quite a bit of time on the road or rail. Due to this reason I have made the buses and trains my sex room and what a variety it offers.

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Hello Everybody, hey guys and girls, I am back with the second episode of sex dream fantasy, I thank u All for the way u received the desi sex story and the appreciation u showed to me by way of emails and eventually personal calls and everything after that. I just don’t intend to waste ur valuable time. I start the second part thus…….

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Last June I was returning from by business visit to Dubai, by flight to my home city of Bangalore, we were being served snacks and coffee, as it was being served the flight went through an air pocket and shuddered which took the airhostess by surprise and spilled the coffee on my dress and she fell on my lap, upon which she got up and said sorry for the fuss that she had created, she then brought me a napkin to clean of the coffee on my dress and again said the same thing, sorry.

I will inform to you re: my experiences. I am a salesman and have to travel worldwide and frequently in India too. My job requires imparting training to various personnel. My wife who is not of my caste is very rigid and also does not allow me to lick her pussy and she does not give me frenchie. She gives straight sex to me. I have always believed that variety is life of spice, be with wife, be it my job or anything else.

This happened last month while I returned from Dubai, where I had been for a business trip, an air hostesses was supplying coffee and the other was pouring coffee, when the plane rocked all off a sudden as it went through an air pocket and all the coffee and the cups went flying and some passengers lurched forward, I was in better control as i was still fastened to seat.

But one went for a tossand landed with her face on my lap, while spilling all the coffee on my coat. By this