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My husband Vijay is 40 years old and 29 at present. I was married at the age of 19 during my graduation days. It was an arranged marriage, and I was not actually happy with an early marriage. It was the first night that made me think my life is gonna be more miserable. I arrived in a traditional saree, and he was in a dhoti. He allowed me to sit beside me and started talking about casual things. As I was almost 11 years younger than him, I started only listening and moved my head wherever needed to convey my reaction. After 10 minutes, he slowly pushed me onto the bed, lifted my saree upto the stomach, and started kissing my legs. I never got a man's touch till then. I was feeling tickled with every kiss of his. I was just enjoying his kisses with my eyes closed. Soon, he reached my vagina. I was already well prepared for the honeymoon, so I shaved my vagina 3 days before and applied creams to make it look pretty. He licked the outer walls of the vagina, and I was feeling some stic...

I got a message in Google chat named Sagar, saying he is married and lives in the UK. He is very much interested in cuckold. If interested, he wants to know about me and see how things go. At this point, I wasn’t sure if his wife, Smitha, wanted to try it or not. I was texting with Sagar on and off. He started sharing his personal life and his wife’s pics, and everything was going in a very slow phase. One day, he and his wife wanted to do a video call and see if I was interested. Sagar told me later that his wife is the one who wanted to try cuckold. Then Sagar started searching for people online, and that’s how they wanted to give it a try. It was hard to find someone in the UK. He asked me if I travel via the UK anytime while going to India. I said I do travel a lot, and meeting is not a problem if this is genuine and not fake. In the very initial stages, I told Sagar I can’t share any personal pics until I trust him and see his pics. Many gay people are pretending to be women, and ...

Hello, I am Nandini – 5”3, a pretty girl in her early 20s with a sexy body and an innocent soul. With a typical Indian brown girl figure and a 32D-30-34 sized assets, I am constantly a prey to the eyes of many vultures out there. But I prefer to wear Indian wear as it enhances my beauty. So, coming to the story, like typical Indian families, my marriage had been fixed with Nikhil, a sweet and loving guy for whom I fell in our first meeting. I know many Gen-Z girls and ladies will contradict me, but I am a girl who supports the fact that my virginity is reserved for my husband. A month before my marriage, one fine evening, I was sitting in my bedroom, and the electricity went off. I was gazing at the stars from my window. My mother, Kamini, knocked on the door and brought an oil lamp and a fruit bowl with her. I was amazed and inquired about what it was for. She placed her finger on my lips, “Shhh,” and signaled me to sit on the bed. In my subconscious mind, for the first time, I was ch...

I was reading my newspaper in my drawing room. No news caught my eye or piqued my interest. But my summer vacation was in progress. I spent another 30 days in my hometown in Kolkata. Suddenly, I caught sight of my maid Gauri sweeping the floor of our drawing room. She was bent and sweeping the floor with a broom at a lazy pace. Her pallu was loosely hanging over her left shoulder. The end of the sari pallu was tucked at the right side of her waist. Her dark olive skin was shining a bit due to the sweat in the humid, hot weather. I can see the deep valley created by those big breasts. It was looking silky. I can see that the right side of her blouse was wet. There were big patches of sweat covering the right side. I can picture the same effect on the left side. Gauri casually looked at me. She asked me to raise my feet on the sofa so that she could sweep around the sofa where I was sitting. I picked up my feet and told her why don’t you take a break. It’s quite hot, and she must be tire...