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- Oct- 2026 -31 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 41
It took me more than a few minutes to get accustomed to his big fat cock and for my pain to reduce. I knew with more than half his cock already inside me, this had to be it. So I signalled him with my eyes to push again. This time I was mentally prepared in case Suresh pushed his full length inside my ass. It’s Not My Fault – Part 40 So I too fully relaxed my butt muscles and pushed them outwards matching the exact moment when he pushed. This time I felt a different kind of pain because…
- 26 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 40
I checked the locks on all doors and went to bed. The next day I was again up early. The thought about my missing bra and panty was still lingering in my mind. So after getting fresh I went out to my backyard to check if my doubt was right. It’s Not My Fault – Part 39 At the far end of the line where I put the clothes to dry last night, I found both my missing pink bra and black panty hanging. They were not there yesterday because the rest of my lingerie was on a different line.…
- 20 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 39
I realised Ramu had left without having his tea which I had prepared. I was feeling very tired so I too was in no mood to have it. I drained it and went to my bedroom and crashed on my bed falling asleep instantly. I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It’s Not My Fault – Part 38 I saw the time, I was nearing 6pm. Fuckkkk… I didn’t realise I had slept for so long. Maybe the exhaustion after three rounds of bull style sucking was the reason. I answered the call, it was Umesh. Umesh…
- 14 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 38
He replied “Sweetie fucking your ass is much more enjoyable than fucking your pussy. I will leave your pussy for your pathetic husband to enjoy and keep your ass exclusively for myself”. I thought to myself Shyam too said the same thing and now Ramu too. Well I love anal sex so I am not complaining. It’s Not My Fault – Part 37 Ramu switched to fucking my ass bull style now only much more harder. I don’t know where he got his energy from. Ramu was cupping my big boobs hard pulling me downwards while he continued pounding my…
- 10 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 37
Then I took a hot shower and wore a long skirt and t-shirt with matching inners. I had my lunch and sat down thinking about who the next lucky man was going to be today. Syed’s name came to mind especially after my last interrupted encounter with him. It’s Not My Fault – Part 36 So I called Syed but he was also not around. I felt a little disappointed because I had so much but yet when I needed someone I had no one. So I got busy watching porn and reading more erotic stories while fingering myself. I…
- 5 OctoberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 36
Shyam calmly replied “don’t worry Nandini, I know you better than you know yourself. You were made only for fucking and I am going to give you exactly that on every chance I get…”. I didn’t reply and left from there rushing straight to my room. It’s Not My Fault – Part 35 It is only now I realised the cramps in my legs due to the hard fucking Shyam had given me in both my holes. I was slightly limping but tried my best to not show it. My baby was awake and Nirmala had her on her lap…
- 4 OctoberIncest
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Aslam Khan, a strongly build 58 yrs old gentleman was highly devastated after losing both his 35-year-old only son and 55 yrs old loving wife in a tragic car accident. Not only was he heartbroken losing them at the same time, but his daughter-in-law, Mumtaz, was left almost speechless, unable to believe that her twelve years of marriage had suddenly come to a halt. However, it was certain that his only granddaughter, Parveen, a student in Class VI, was shocked the most, and it was extremely hard to stop her from crying. Immediately after the deaths, his daughter-in-law would weep….…
- Sep- 2026 -24 SeptemberIncest
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…
- 19 SeptemberAnal
What the Night Made Us: Three Brother’s in Dilemma
At twenty-six, Sanjay had learned that adulthood was mostly pretending you knew where you were going. The trick worked surprisingly well. Wear an ironed shirt. Keep two credit cards in your wallet. Complain about taxes. Answer your mother’s calls with haan, Maa, kha liya. Post photographs from office parties where everyone held glasses they did not particularly enjoy drinking from. People assumed you had a plan. Sanjay had none. At 8:17 on a humid Saturday evening, he stood outside a small hotel near Boring Road in Patna with a backpack over one shoulder and watched an auto-rickshaw fight unsuccessfully with…
- 19 SeptemberIncest
Mummy’s Situation
I still hear the cooker. That is the thing about our house. Even when I am on the tenth floor of the bank with a glass wall behind me and Pune burning white outside, some part of me is still in Aundh, listening for the second whistle. It means she is there. It means the kitchen is hers. It means the day has a centre. My name is Arun, and I have spent twenty-seven years pretending I do not notice the centre. Thursday began like every other Thursday that wants to trick you. Light through the mango leaves. Dust on…
- 8 SeptemberAnal
It’s Not My Fault – Part 32
He grinned and replied “ohh that’s easy aunty. I will tell them I was here to get some study tips from you…”. I so much wanted to kiss him again for his thoughtfulness but since we were now standing in my open veranda I only nodded in agreement. Just as Suresh left on his bike, Ramu came and stood at my gate. It’s Not My Fault – Part 31 Ramu was on his security rounds. I felt an instant surge of arousal seeing him because I was so desperate for a fuck when I was with Suresh. So Ramu came…
- Aug- 2026 -20 AugustCheat
It’s Not My Fault – Part 28
He screamed “fuckkkk… sweetheart… I can’t believe you really did that…”? I winked at him and said “why not Adi baby? Your cum is so tasty so why waste it… I wish I were in your computer room, then your waste bin would still be dry”. It’s Not My Fault – Part 27 Adi grabbed my shoulders and pulled my up making me lie fully on him. He locked in a fiercely passionate kiss taking pauses so both of us could breathe. I am sure he felt the taste of his own cum now. He whispered “fuckkk… Sweetheart… why didn’t…