“So how do you want to do this?” Raj asked, as if he were discussing a project at work, or dinner table arrangements. Ashish shrugged, not sure how he wanted to do anything. “Come in, please,” Radha said. “Let’s have dinner first.” Raj cleared his throat. “Well, speaking for Nitya and I… we would rather have the… dessert… first,” he said. Just then, Nitya appeared in the doorway carrying a large jute bag that seemed to be...

I knew I had to fuck you the moment I laid my eyes on you. Which is why I quickly disposed of everyone else at my book launch and walked over to you. I could see your cock and balls making a mountain in your pants. You were lean and handsome and your biceps flexed as you read my book, which I had signed for you thirty minutes ago. “Hey! Would you like to accompany me to my hotel room?” I asked you. I did this often. Very...

Suresh pulled out his meaty penis from his pants’ zip. Aditi bent down to spit on it. “Turn around!” he said. Aditi was completely naked, and her breasts wobbled from side to side as she turned around. Her nipples were painfully erect. She wanted Suresh’s meaty cock up her cunt or she would go mad. She had not been fucked in more than a month. Suresh quickly penetrated her pussy from behind, making Aditi sigh with satisfa...

The lingering warmth of your cum still slicked my thighs, a pleasant reminder of our earlier frenzy. You were propped against the headboard, already starting to re-erect, watching me with that familiar mix of possessiveness and… something else now. A delicious anticipation. It had started subtly, this shift in our dynamic. A little more acceptance of shared pleasure, a little less need to be the center of my world. And to...

The tickle started subtle, your warm lips and tongue tracing the arch of my foot, then moving down to suckle on each toe individually. It was a surprisingly sensual start to the evening. I arched my back slightly, enjoying the attention, my big breasts swaying with the movement. “Mmm,” I murmured, letting my head fall back against the pillows. You knew exactly how to get me going. You moved upwards, following the curve of...

Maya sat by the dressing table, in the last stages of her skincare routine. Her friends, Jenny and Aisha, were chatting behind her. "So, just a month to go to your wedding... how do you feel?" Aisha asked her. Maya shrugged. "Do you even know him well enough by now to be sure you're marrying the right guy?" Jenny asked. It was an arranged marriage after all. Maya shrugged again. She was turning 30 in July and none of her...