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  • Sep- 2026 -
    24 September
    Incest

    Three Mothers, One Secret

    The Ganga was already rising when the three of them first walked into Banaras Hindu University as students. Late July. Heat sat on Hanuman Gali like a wet cloth. The air tasted of river, incense, and diesel. First-year BCom. Same faculty. Same mess. Same lane they had never really left. They had grown up in three houses standing in a row off a quiet gali behind the main road. White walls, inner courtyards, first-floor balconies close enough that a voice carried without being raised. Upper middle class. Family businesses. Enough money that no one announced it, enough order that the…

  • 21 September
    Incest

    Ideal Religious Family : 6

    Every weekend Swami Nityananda Maharaj tried to visit atleast twenty devotees of ‘Parvati Maa’ in the area where ‘Maa Saradashram’ was situated. All of them greeted him with garlands and donations, and many broke into tears when he’d consoled them to reduce their sadness. They felt their unhappiness waning and their wounds mending … such was the power of his blessing. Ideal Religious Family : 5 It was late in one of the evenings that the great priest came to his favourite disciple Supriya’s house. A great throng of people followed him and stood outside the ‘Choudhury House’s porch. When…

  • 6 September
    Group sex

    Annu got gangbanged at Goa, by strangers BBC

    I am Annu from Jaipur India, 43 Year old housewife married, size is 36DD-30-43. It was a summer evening last year. My son and I were staying at a hotel in Goa for the 3 weeks as it was our vacation. I had always known Goa was the city of love and enjoyment and according to my friends, their holidays always had the best sex. I found a site online that lets you invite men over to your place for a gangbang for free. I’d tell you what it was but I don’t remember the name of the website. After…

  • Aug- 2026 -
    8 August
    Cheat

    Bus Ride – 1

    Hi, My name is Bhagya and I am from Bangalore. I am 34yrs old, married with two lovely children and a loving husband who has his own business. We are an average middle class family from Bangalore. I really enjoy reading the various encounters posted by women on this site and that encouraged me to share mine too. My sex life with my husband ceased to exist so long back that I can’t even remember. Not that I crave or go mad for sex but a little fun once in a while feels good. When we used to indulge in…

  • Jul- 2026 -
    22 July
    Incest

    An incident with my Mummy

    In the heart of Pune’s pulsating nightlife, where the city’s youthful energy collided with the sultry allure of neon-drenched streets, a new chapter began under the veil of celebration and unspoken desires. The air was thick with the scent of spilled whiskey, sizzling street food from nearby vendors, and the faint undertone of monsoon rain that had just kissed the asphalt. It was a night that promised more than just revelry—a night where old bonds would deepen, secrets would simmer just beneath the surface, and the lines between friendship, family, and forbidden temptation would begin to blur in the most…

  • 22 July
    Cheat

    It’s Not My Fault – Part 21

    He murmured “mmmmm… So fucking tasty… Madam your husband is a very lucky man to have such a beautiful and tasty wife…”. I shot back “Syed my husband is no different from your wife… He too doesn’t like putting his mouth down there. So he never does it…”. Syed looked up surprised from between my legs. He asked “madam are you enjoying what I am doing…”? I shamelessly replied “Syed what does my moaning tell you…”. He grinned and dived back in to licking and tongue fucking my pussy harder making me wriggle uncontrollably in crazy pleasures. He murmured “mmmmm……

  • 19 July
    Incest

    The Son’s Pubic Itch

    In the dusty, mango-scented lanes of Mohanpur — a small, sleepy town in central Uttar Pradesh — life followed the same rhythm for generations. The temple bell rang at dawn, the government school whistle blew at eight, and by nine at night most houses had already switched off their lights. It was the kind of place where everyone knew whose son had scored what in the boards, whose daughter was getting married, and whose family was struggling to pay the electricity bill. In this world lived three boys who had become something rarer than brothers. Divyansh was eighteen, tall and…

  • Jun- 2026 -
    18 June
    Anal

    It’s Not My Fault – Part 14

    Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous parts so you can enjoy this better Let’s continue… https://www.sex4stories.com/its-not-my-fault-part-13/ This time I didn’t stop him at all. He held the waist band of my shorts with both hands and in one hard yank he pulled them down. In the rush, the waist band of my panties too came off with it leaving me fully naked and exposed down there. I shrieked and covered my womanhood with my hands. Ramu removed my shorts and panties completely and sat between my legs. I was still lying on my chest. He ran…

  • 14 June
    Cheat

    It’s Not My Fault – Part 13

    He left before I could react to what he just said. But the warmth in his voice melted my heart. I have never come across or felt so much love and care ever before. Something I have been longing for from Ramesh

  • 10 June
    Cheat

    It’s Not My Fault – Part 12

    I kissed his cheek and said “it’s okay sweetheart... I am very happy that you tried...”. I sat him on my sofa and sat next to him in a side hug. Today Suresh wasn’t as shy and nervous as he was yesterday...

  • 3 June
    Cheat

    It’s Not My Fault – Part 10

    After letting him suck my tits for a while, I asked “Shyam haven’t you had your fill”? He looked at me and grinned “I can never have enough of your tasty big boobs Nandini”.

  • Jan- 2026 -
    21 January
    Cheat

    The Starving Housewife – 127 (FINAL)

    Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous part ( The Starving Housewife – 126) so you can enjoy this better. Now let’s continue Kamal stood frozen boiling with rage but at the same time he felt defeated and guilty. Sabitri calling Dada who was her dad’s age as her husband in front of him was the last nail in his relationship. He realized Sabitri was too far gone… and probably never coming back… now he had lost her for good. Sabitri commanded “Kamal now what are you waiting for? Are you going to give us some privacy…

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