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- Jul- 2026 -27 JulyCheat
My first taste of a depraved life with my girlfriend
I don’t quite know how to start this story off, it makes my stomach fill with knots of anxiety every time I think about this moment, never mind writing it out. Me and my ex Jenny had started dating in a shared household, it was her and 7 other guys living in the house originally. One of the guys had moved out so I took his place as they needed someone to fill it asap. When I originally moved in I didn’t know I stood a chance with Jen, we’d known each other previously in our teens but she had…
- 22 JulyIncest
Mummy’s Photoshoot – A real Story
In the bustling heart of Patna, where the mighty Ganges flows with timeless grace and the streets hum with the energy of ancient traditions meeting modern ambitions, lived the Sharma family—a portrait of warmth, aspiration, and quiet complexities. At the center of this household stood Meera Sharma, 41 years old, a woman whose life had gracefully transitioned from the spotlight to the hearth. Once a passionate student at a renowned drama school in Delhi, where she honed her skills in expressive arts and theatrical performances, Meera now channeled her creative soul as a respected classical dance teacher. Her days were…
- 22 JulyIncest
Ideal Religious Family : 1
Supriya Chowdhury was an all-star middle-aged mom no doubt. Her personality had this sweet aura that drew a lot of people towards her… specially the lovers of Bengali TV serials. It seemed like she was happy all the time and always secured about where she had been and where she was going. She exhibited confidence and intelligence, but at the same time she had this naïve nature to her personality that gave off a hint of vulnerability. While her magnetic personality was a huge drawn for men and women alike… specially her fans, her most important features that garnered attention…
- 22 JulyCheat
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 JulyIncest
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…
- 19 JulyIncest
Yes, Our Sisters are Horny too !!!
Lucknow had always been a city of contrasts — its old nawabi grace lingering in the narrow lanes, and its restless youth crowding coaching centers, cyber cafés, and tea stalls, chasing dreams of a more secure tomorrow. In one such corner of the city stood a modest duplex house in a quiet colony, where the Sharma family lived. Akshay, at twenty-eight, carried both the weight of responsibility and the impatience of youth. He had just completed his master’s degree in Political Science, but life had offered him no time to rest. Preparing for competitive exams during the day, he also…
- 12 JulyIncest
Fucking Mummy with Aunt’s Help
In the glittering expanse of Bangalore’s Whitefield, where the city’s relentless ambition meets pockets of refined luxury, stood our upscale gated community — a world of manicured lawns, sparkling swimming pools, and towering apartments that housed the city’s successful professionals. The Sharma family had carved out a comfortable life here, far from our ancestral roots in Punjab, yet deeply connected to the traditions that shaped us. We were a picture-perfect North Indian upper-middle-class household: modern in our aspirations, traditional in our values, and quietly prosperous enough to enjoy the finer things — weekend brunches at five-star hotels, annual family vacations,…
- Jun- 2026 -18 JuneAnal
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 JuneCheat
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 JuneCheat
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 JuneCheat
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 JanuaryCheat
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…