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 Hole in the bathroom sex action Posted on October 20, 2007 12:00 PM, Filed
under Voyeur Hi All, This is Jai.  32 years old.  Malayalee from Kottayam
now settled in Chennai.  Working in a private company.  I have come to know
about this site 2 months back and the stories posted here sounds
interesting.  I thought of sharing some of my experience also.

   This is my first experience.  I will wait for your comments on this. 
Depends on the feedbacks I get from the readers I will continue my next
experience.  This was happened when I was studying in my 12th standard.

   We used to stay in a compound where atleast 20 families were staying. 
The no.  of bathrooms were only 5 and 4 families are suppose to use a
single bathroom.  That time our neighbours were from Goa, There family was
a joint family, 2 brothers married and 2 sisters,

   1 married and the other unmarried and kids and grandpa and grandma.  We
were very close family friends and everybody used to came to our house
regularly.  They were searching alliance for the unmarried sister.  She was
24 at that time.

   That time only I have really come to know what is sex through my
classmate and I was reading so many books on sex.  I was eagerly waiting to
see a girl nude in front of me eventhough I have seen all these in books.
Luckily I have got that golden opportunity for the first time.

   That time some plumbing work was going on.  The plumber have removed the
water pipe which connects 2 bathrooms and they said it will be fixed the
next day.  It made a hole of 1.5 inches between both the bath rooms.

   I was going to take my bath in the morning, luckily the girl next door
(unmarried), also came to take her bath in the next bath room.  I was
thrilled that I have placed my eye on the hole.  She was very casually came
and started removing her dresses one by one.

   Within minutes she was fully nude and I can clearly see her nipples as
well as the big ass and also the bottom.  As it was the first time my rod
got tempered and I was thrilled to see her bathing scene.  Suddenly she
start doing something differently,

   that she has brought something with her to the bath room and was trying
to insert the same into her bottom.  First I could not see that properly
but finally it was a plastic toy in the shape of a carrot.  If she was
standing and doing it

   I wasn't able to watch properly but she was sitting slantly on to the
wall and her right hand was busy doing in and out and her left hand was on
her left boob and sqeezing.  I have also got tensed and took my rod and
started doing masturbating.

   Since it was the first time seeing a girl nude and she was also
masturbating, I could not control my nerves.  Very soon my juice has came
out and I saw her also enjoying the same with closed eyes.  After that she
has finished her bathing and I

   was also finished urgently and came out of the bath room.  She has also
came out and I asked her, what are you doing inside the bathroom for a long
time.  She said nothing.  I told her I was also taking bath in the next
bathroom and through the hole I have seen everything.

   She was asking me how dare I can do that, she will tell my mother.  I
told her if you told that, I will tell what I have seen to your mother. 
She got shocked hearing that and the next moment she said we will arrive at
a compromise.

   I said we will discuss about this matter in the evening once I finish my
school and come home.  She said ok.  But again asked me not to tell
anybody. I have also promised.  The same day evening, I have rushed back to
my home.  She was also waiting with tension.

   We went to the terrace and I asked her why should you do yourself.  She
was saying, she is 24 and eagerly waiting for the marriage to happen but
long time it was not fruitful.  She said till now 8 man has come and seen
me but her marriage was not yet fixed.

   She is feeling very horny during night but since it was a joint family,
she could not do that during night times.  That's why she was doing it in
the bath room.  I asked her why should you do it in the bathroom?

   Why not you do it with me ?  She was a bit confused and she said you are
too small.  I said I know everything and I can help her in that.  She said
she will answer me the next day morning.

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   How my wife became a lingerie model - II Posted on October 5, 2007 12:00
PM, Filed under Voyeur I thought it would be difficult to convince Zeenat,
but I knew I could work on two of her weaknesses.  One, was her desire to
appear before the camera, something she still missed since giving up her
modeling career.

   Though of course, she had never done it without her clothes on but once,
when in jest, I said she could have earned a lot by becoming a nude model
if we were in a more liberated country, to my surprise I could see that she
didn't really take it as a joke

   and replied how she wished we could have been in America or Canada. 
That response always gave me hope.  Besides, she had never really disagreed
whenever I wanted her to wear revealing clothes.  Second, and more
important, was an element of greed in her.

   She is the sort of woman who loves making money.  Although I earn enough
for us to lead a comfortable life she still wants more and always complains
that her job doesn't pay enough.  The amount Ejaz mentioned was almost
twice her salary as a school teacher.

   To cut it short, I raised the subject very casually over dinner that
night, acting as if I couldn't have cared less and that of course Zeenat
could not do it.  I soon had her all eager and excited.  The only
apprehension on her part was for being recognized

   but that was soon removed when I told her that the brochure would only
be seen by an exclusive lot.  The next day I was talking to Tim (short for
Timore, the photographer) on the number given by Ejaz.  Tim said first I
should talk to Mrs.  Ansari (the business woman)

   and settle a time with her so that she could meet the model and give her
approval.  That having been done, Zeenat and I left our son at Zeenat's
sister on a Saturday and arrived at Mrs.  Ansari's place on the address
given to me over the phone.

   It was an upscale area of the city where the rich and trendy usually
lived.  We were seated in a tastefully decorated guest room by a servant,
and soon greeted by a woman probably in her late forties, a little plump,
her complexion on the dark side.

   But she had a nice smile and certainly knew how to present herself.  She
was well educated as evident from her fluent English.  She asked us to call
her by her maiden name, Shehla Over a cup of tea we soon got to know that
she was a widow,

   had a teen age son studying in England and took care of herself and her
son thru the rent she received on property left by her husband,
complimented nicely by her lingerie business.  Pleasantries over, Shehla
asked us to follow her and took us to a room inside the house.

   It was a little dark in there, with dim lights placed at angles so as
not to create a glare.  It was simply furnished with a sofa, a dressing
table and a small wardrobe.  The floor was carpeted and in a corner there
was what I can only call a changing corner.

   Two curtains were hung from a delicate frame at right angle to each
other forming an L, high enough to cover a person of average height up to
the neck.  Shehla then turned to Zeenat and smiling nicely said:

   "I know you're very pretty dear, and from what I can see you've got a
good figure as well, but just to be sure could you please take off your
clothes." Blushing slightly Zeenat started stripping.  She was wearing
(based on my choice) black trousers, tight on her shapely hips,

   and black t-shirt that accentuated her boobs.  The neckline was also a
little tantalizing.  Black suits her superbly as it contrasts against her
fair complexion.  Though Zeenat is far from a lesbian but she did tell me
about one sexual experience of a mild nature

   she had with another girl while in college and she didn't seem
embarrassed while narrating it.  She, sometimes, also demonstrated a keen
interest in lesbian scenes when we watched porn together.  So I knew she
wasn't immune to bisexual feelings,

   and my cock started hardening as I saw her stripping to her underwear
for another woman, even though I knew it was strictly for business.  She
took off her t-shirt first, revealing her white bra inside (white because
it highlighted the outline inside the black t-shirt,

   my suggestion of course) and then opened the front button of her
trousers, pulled down the zipper and let drop her trousers down to her
ankles.  She then bent down to take off black sandals from her lovely feet,
toes painted bright red, just as I like it.

   She then removed her trousers altogether, taking care not to entangle
the golden anklet she was wearing on her right foot.  There she stood, the
only items on her besides her panties and bra, the gold anklet, her watch
and a black necklace she was wearing,

   not to mention the black ear-rings.  Whenever I looked at Shehla as my
wife took her clothes off, she was watching Zeenat with great interest and,
it may not be wrong to say that she seemed to be enjoying the show as much
as I.

   She asked Zeenat to turn around slowly and looked at her appreciably
from all angles, finally telling her that she had a marvelous figure for a
mother.  "But there's one more thing" she said.  "Would you mind putting on
a thong for me?" she asked Zeenat who looked uncertain.

   "You see," Shehla continued "you will have to pose a few shots in thongs
too, they're very much in demand nowadays, so I'd like to see how your hips
look in a thong." Zeenat looked at me and I nodded my consent.

   Without waiting further, Shehla went to the wardrobe and came back with
some tiny bits of black cloth in her hand that she handed over to Zeenat
and asked her to change behind the curtains.  Zeenat went into the changing
corner and came

   back soon as there was very little to "change".  Obviously, I've seen my
wife naked innumerable times, but I must say she made me skip a beat there.
She looked so sexy and utterly desirable trying to cover herself in those
strings and straps

   (that's the only way to describe them) Shehla had asked her to wear. 
The bra was much too deep and narrow to hold back her boobs and as for the
thong: well, not only did it show everything from the back (as thongs do),
even the front patch was much too narrow.
It was designed for a woman who shaves her pussy, which Zeenat doesn't
(I like it trimmed, not shaved) and I could see bits of her pussy hair
peeping out from the corners.  Zeenat was red in the face though she was

smiling sheepishly,

   and I thought it was wholly unnecessary and totally devilish of Shehla
to make Zeenat wear those.  But that wasn't all from her side.  She came
close to Zeenat, making sure she missed nothing, even putting her hand
casually on her butt,

   just near the butt crack, complimenting her yet again for the shape of
her hips.  She pointed out a moles on her left hip and right boob, even
touching the one on the breast (a little above the nipple) very lightly and
remarking half-seriously

   how it would look great in the photographs.  Then, just before telling
her to dress again, she just brushed Zeenat in between the legs, over the
narrow fabric, and told her to either shave or at least "trim them a little
more."

   Well, I know Zeenat must have shown a lot more to her gynecologist but
somehow or the other, I found this spectacle extremely sexy.  Another woman
touching my wife over her most private area and actually telling her what
to do with her bush!

   And it was simply mind blowing to imagine that my wife would be
appearing the same way, all but naked, in front of a young, male
photographer.

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   How my wife became a lingerie model - I Posted on October 4, 2007 12:00
PM, Filed under Voyeur My name is Nasir.  I am from Pakistan (Karachi).  I
am 35 while my wife Zeenat is 37.  Though it is against the taboo in my
country to marry women older than you, but I have always been unorthodox in
terms of my values.

   Ours was a love marriage and we have been happily married for 7 years,
with a son who is now 5.  The story I'm about to narrate is an experience
we had almost a year ago, and it may not be very exciting for those used to
the kind of hard core

   pornographic fantasies that appear on this forum, but it will hopefully
appeal to those who go for the finer, softer side of eroticism.  I have
been desperate to share it with someone ever since it happened, and as I
could not find anyone broad-minded

   enough in my own social circle who I could trust with this kind of
thing, so I thought sharing it with an anonymous audience would be a good
idea.  Also, I didn't think it would appeal to a western audience, so Human
Digest

   seems like the ideal forum for me to address the desi readers.  I am a
Marketing Research Executive by profession, working for a well-known
Research Firm.  My wife, Zeenat (whom I call Zee, her nickname) is
currently working as a school teacher,

   but when she was in her twenties, she used to do fashion modeling for
magazines, part time.  Both of us are quite liberal in our outlook towards
life and have always had a good, satisfying sex life.  Long before getting
married when I was about 14

   I found a book titled "Sex Life Letters" in my elder brother's
collection.  I found the real sex life experiences given there highly
exciting, but none the more so than a letter by a woman who wrote that her
husband would bring home an office colleague (male)

   to their house, and under a pre-planned arrangement, she would appear
before the guest in her bathing robe acting as if she was about to take a
shower.  After some casual chit chat she would excuse herself and the
husband would ask the guest if he would like some fun.

   The guest would ask what he meant, on which he would take the guest
outside the bathroom where the wife would be busy in her shower, and invite
him to take a look through a peep hole.  Thus, the guest would have a great
time for the next 10 minutes or so,

   getting a great view of the wife in the nude from all angles as she
would sponge and rinse every part of her body, apparently unaware that she
was being watched.  As she started dressing the guest would be taken back
to the living room,

   where she would appear a few minutes later, coffee and cookies in hand,
acting as if she had no idea she was being ogled at in the nude just
minutes ago.  It was fun (she wrote) seeing the guest trying to act normal
while feeling highly aroused in her company,

   and as soon as he left, they would make wild love imagining what had
just taken place.  This particular story, for some reason, had a profound
impact on my sexual development, and a majority of my fantasies later in
life, were a variation of the same theme.

   This desire became all the more pronounced soon after I got married
though of course, I dared not discuss it with my wife openly.  However, I
expressed it in other, more subtle ways like encouraging her to wear
sleeveless shirts made of thin fabric that showed her figure well,

   daringly low necklines and trouser-like pajamas that ended just above
the ankle with a slit on the sides so that as she would sit down, one leg
over the other, it would show her legs almost up to the knee.  This was as
far as she could go in Pakistan,

   apart from wearing, at times, t-shirts with very tight, hip-hugging
jeans highlighting her beautiful butt.  I think Zee, too, always had a
latent exhibitionist desire in her, kept subdued by cultural restrictions.
After all, she had been a model,

   who loved to present her beauty before the camera.  After our marriage,
Zee had on a few occasions expressed her wish to start her modeling career
again, but she felt that she was over-age now for a fashion model and it
was difficult

   to get a break again in competition with younger models.  Although she
has kept herself beautifully in shape, yet I knew she was right.  No one
really wants a 37 year old mother as a fashion model, no matter how pretty.

   Still, being in marketing research, I come across people from
advertising agencies and the media, and I kept an eye open for any possible
opportunity for Zee.  It so happened that I was sitting in the office of
Ejaz, who runs an advertising agency.

   I am quite friendly with Ejaz and had, once, casually mentioned to him
that if he ever needed a female model, there was someone I knew.  That day,
both of us sipping tea, Ejaz suddenly dropped a surprise.  He asked me if I
was still in contact

   with that female model I mentioned once.  I immediately said I was. 
Then, with a twinkle in his eye, he asked me if she was a bold girl.  "What
do you mean?" I asked "Well" he smiled and said, "Is she bold enough to
become a lingerie model?"

   My heart almost skipped a beat.  Trying to keep a straight face, I said
it depends, but would he elaborate a bit more.  To cut it short, what he
said amounted to this: there was a woman who was running her own business
of lingerie and ladies undergarments.

   She would "import" lingerie thru her "connections" in Customs (which
meant bringing back bags full of the stuff from Thailand) and sell it here
at a premium price, in Karachi, from an outlet situated inside her own
home.

   Imported lingerie being in high demand amongst ladies in the posh,
high-income segments, she had been doing reasonably well, and now wanted to
publish a small brochure, for which she needed a female model.

   Ejaz added that her products were sold only at her own outlet and the
brochure, too, would only be seen by an exclusive lot, consisting almost
solely of women.  "So, as such" he continued "there is little chance of the
girl being recognized or seen around the city,

   if that be a consideration for her.  Of course, the photographs will be
taken by a male, as there is practically no woman photographer of any
standing in Pakistan.  In fact, it is thru a photographer, a young man
named Timore, that I got to know of the offer" he concluded.

   My mouth was dry by that time.  Running my tongue on my lips and trying
to act un-interested, I told him I'll talk to the girl but warned that she
wasn't as young as he might expect a model to be.  "Doesn't matter" he said
"as long as she has a good figure and a presentable face."

   "One question" I said "why not go for a professional model?" "They are
much too afraid of taking up an assignment like this" he replied.  "Have
you ever seen a well-known model appearing in an ad for undergarments in
Pakistan?  It would destroy their reputation.

   And if one does agree to do it, she would charge twice or thrice the
amount she normally charges.  This is small business we are talking about,
not Victoria's Secrets.  It's a Rs 20,000 job for the girl, take it or
leave it.

   The only other option" he continued "is to go for a prostitute,
something no respectable person would like to do, given the fact that one
would have to deal with pimps and police as well."

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   Impotent husband lets his wife sleep with other man Posted on August 24,
2007 12:00 PM, Filed under Voyeur Neha was very happy.  Today, she was a
married woman.  Neha got married to Pravin, a heir of very reputed builder
firm of Mumbai, Shah developers.  It was a completely arranged marriage. 
Mrs.  Shah had seen Neha in one function.

   She was very impressed by Neha's beauty and her manners.  Her education
also suited the Shah's business.  Neha was MBA finance and was employed at
an MNC.  She was a perfect fit for Pravin,

   who himself was a IIM graduate and was very active in the property
development business.  Unlike many other builders, Shah Developers was very
professional and truly ISO 9001 company.  Within 6 months of Mrs.  Shah
spotting her in a function,

   Neha got married to Pravin.  They had gotten 3 months before marriage to
get to know each other.  Neha was a bit anxious about his 3 months period.
She had heard about her friend, who lost her virginity to her fiancee
before marriage and then the marriage broke.

   Neha had decided to be very firm and not let Pravin take her undue
advantage.  But to her pleasant surprise, Pravin was very gentle.  During
their three months courtship, Pravin and Neha met many times and at all the
times, Pravin insisted on knowing how Neha is like from heart.

   They did kiss each other and sat on the beach watching sun set cuddling
each other, but that's about it.  By the time of the wedding, both of them
had become very close friends, which to Neha was a very important thing.

   On the wedding night, Pravin's friends had booked a penthouse in Oberoi
for Pravin and Neha.  After the home coming ceremony was over at around
9:30PM, both got into their Mercedes and headed towards Oberoi.  Pravin
looked little tensed in the car.

   Neha even asked him what had happened, but he did not say much.  Neha
though he was exhausted by the ceremony.  As they reached the Oberoi, they
checked in and went straight into their penthouse.

   The penthouse was one bedroom suite with open tub and a lovely view of
marine drive.  The bed was decorated with flowers.  As they got in,Pravin
shut the door.  Neha went towards him and hugged him.  Pravin kissed her
head.

   They remained in that position for some time before Pravin suggested her
that they get changed into comfortable clothes.  Neha smiled and asked him
"Why, you don't want to lift my Ghungat and see my face?" Pravin laughed
but did not say anything.

   Anyways, Neha too was very uncomfortable in her wedding clothes, so she
reached to her suitcase, picked up a nice two piece Violet coloured satin
gown and went in the bathroom.  Meanwhile, Pravin got himself into a white
cotton kurta

   and pyjama and sat on the chair and turned the TV on.  When Neha came
out of the bathroom, she was looking extremely sexy.  She did not wear a
bra.  Her erect nipple were apparant through her satin gown.  She went
behind Pravin's chair and wrapped her arms

   around Pravin and kissed his lips.  Pravin responded back to her with
mouth to mouth kiss.  But Neha thought it was dry.  Pravin got himself out
of her hands, stood up and took her on the nearby sofa.  He made her sit on
the sofa and sat next to her.

   Neha closed her eyes waiting for Pravin to start exploring her, but to
her shock, Pravin asked her to open the eyes and listen to what he had to
say.  Neha opened her eyes.  In her mind, she thought that Pravin was going
to talk about some past affair and may be he was not virgin.

   But she decided to forgive him since it was his past.  She didn't care
about the past.  All she cared about was the present and future.  But it
was not that easy.  What Pravin told her that night was not something Neha
could ever imagine.

   Pravin was an impotent man.  He could never have an erection.  Only
reason he got married was to save his face in front of the world.  This
fact was known only to his father and not even his mother.  His father
showed him to many doctors but alas!

   They could not point out any bodily anomaly.  According to the doctors,
it was something psychological and not physical.  EvenViagra would not help
him.  Neha didn't even know how to react.  She started crying.  Pravin
moved closer to her and held her against his chest.

   Neha said "I had so many plans for us Pravin!  I kept my virginity all
these years only to give it up to you.  I wanted to have your children. 
You know how much I like children.  Its all gone now."Pravin said "I am
sorry Neha .  I love you, but I can not fulfill all your desires.

   We will find our way out.  I promise, you will have a child.  If I can
not give you one, science is advanced.  We will get a donor.  I will give
you whatever you want".Neha wiped her tears, looked into his eyes and
kissed his lips and said, "Its okay dear.

   The fact that you love me from bottom of your heart is more important
for me than you not being able to have sex with me".  Both of them hugged
each other and remained in that position for some time before they headed
to the bed.

   When in bed, Pravin took Neha in his arms.  He was moving his hands over
Neha's back.  Neha was feeling very cosy in his arms.  It was first time
when she was experiencing being so close to a man.  She liked that feeling.
She freed herself fromPravin's hug and removed her robe.

   Now she was only in the inner piece of her gown.  It was a low neck,
sleeveless gown covering her body, just above her knees.Neha moved closer
to Pravin and buried his head in her chest and whispered "Pravin you do
love me right?" Pravin nodded.

   "And you want to keep me happy whole life?" Pravin didn't know what she
had in mind, but he nodded.  "Then I want you to treat me like a woman. 
Even if you don't get any feelings by doing so." Pravin moved his head away
from her breasts, and looked at her with wide eyes.

   "Yes, Pravin.  I can not control myself.  I have masturbated many times
thinking of over first night.  Now, you have to fulfill that fantasy.  Even
if you can not get inside me." "I will do what you want my dear..as much my
body co-operates".

   Neha smiled and asked Pravin to remove his kurta and pyjama.  Pravin did
so.  Pravin had a good build and firm hairy chest.  Pravin laid next to
Neha, with only his underwear on him.  Neha pushed him so he laid on his
back and then she rode onto him.

   She bent over him so that he had a full view through her low neck gown,
of her 34c breasts hanging off of her body.  She asked him to press
them.Pravin did so.  Neha moaned very softly.  She had touched her own
breasts many times, but the touch of a man was definitely different.

   Pravin played with her nipples.  She squirmed over his body.  Her vagina
was pressed against his dull penis.  Neha now kissed Pravin's chest. 
Pravin was not having much of an enjoyment from what Neha was doing, but it
was a pleasure for Pravin to see Neha indulged into sexual act.

   Now Neha was over Pravin's body.  Her breasts were pressed on Pravin's
chest.  Her waxed, smooth legs were rubbing over Pravin's hairy legs.  She
kissed Pravin's lips.  Though impotent, Pravin was a good kisser.  He had
all qualities of a man except for his erection.

   Neha asked Pravin to help take her gown off.  Pravin lifted his gown
from bottom.  Now Neha was complete nude.  She lowered Pravin's underwear.
She was seeing man's penis first time.  She played with it.  But unlike
what her friends told her about how the penis

   gets erect when handled by a woman, this one remained dull.  She started
rubbing her clitoris against his dull tool.  Her breasts were getting
pressed against his chest.  She nibbled his nipples.  She askedPravin to
press her buttocks while she rubbed herself against him.

   Pravin did so.  Slowly, Neha's pace increased.  She was coming closer to
the orgasm.  Pravin could feel the wetness.  In a while, Neha had her
orgasm.  She moaned heavily.  Although Pravin was impotent, he had read lot
of sex books and he could realize that Neha had an orgasm.

   He felt very good that he was of some use to bring a woman to orgasm
without having to get inside her.  Neha now calmed down.  Both of them
stayed in that position for some time before Neha got off him and slept
next to him, naked.

   So, days started passing by.  It was already 3 years since they got
married.  Mr.  Shah had passed away about a year ago.  Now it was Pravin
and Neha who took care of the entire business.  Neha continued masturbating
at nights with the help of Pravin.

   No one needed to know the glitch in their married life.  Pravin also
bought a dildo that he could wear on his non erect penis so he could get
inside Neha to give her vaginal orgasm.  But lately, Neha was getting more
introvert.  Something was bothering her, but she wasn't sharing.

   One night, she asked Pravin, "Pravin, do you still stand by your words
from our first night?" Pravin was surprised by this question.  "Ya, why?"
He asked."I want a child".  "Hmmm..  I will get an appointment of a
fertility clinic to find a good sperm bank".

   Neha shook her head and said "No Pravin, I don't want a test tube baby."
Pravin was surprised.  He looked at her and asked: "What do you mean?" She
said, "I want to have baby naturally.  The way our ancestors used to do it.
ThroughNiyog ".

   "You mean by sleeping with some other person?" "Yes.  I love you and
don't doubt my intentions Pravin, I loved you, I love you and I will
continue to love you.  But I want to give 100% natural birth.  Not a test
tube baby".  Pravin looked concerned.

   He did not say anything.  Neha continued.  "I have thought about this
Pravin.  I also know whom I want to sleep with".  Pravin was shocked.  Neha
continued, "It'sVijay.  I wanted someone similar to you so that our child
was either like you or me.

   And I think Vijay has crush on me".  Vijay was the architect in his 30's
working for Shah developers.  Pravin had noticed Neha and Vijay spending
lot of time together for work.  "So you also have crush on him?" Neha
expected this question from Pravin.

   She said "Pravin, I am always truthful to you.  Don't get me wrong.  I
love you very much.  But as a woman, somewhere deep down I am craving for
being wanted by a man.  When I wear low neck blouses, it never excites you
to see my beautiful body,

   but I see that excitement inVijay.  I must confess, I am sexually
attracted towards him".  Pravin was very nervous.  He did not know how to
react.  He loved Neha very much and did not want to loose her.  He asked
Neha to give him some time.

   Neha said "Fine.  But I hope you understand my situation.  All these
years, I have been truthful to you and I will always be like that.  But our
relationship is more as friends than man and woman.  I want to experience
that relationship and get a child".

   Pravin asked her to give at least a days time to think.  She agreed and
both of them went to bed.  Pravin could not sleep that night.  He thought
about the situation in a manner he always thought of any business problem.
He did a thorough SWOT analysis.

   Weighed pros and cons ofNeha's demands and made up his mind.  Next
morning, Pravin woke Neha up.  He told her "Neha, you know how much I love
you and I don't want to loose you.  There is no doubt in my mind about your
love towards me.

   The very fact that you told me about your desires last night has proven
your love to me.  I am ready to have you sleep withVijay .  But I have just
one condition: You will sleep with him only when I present in the room.

   I will not interfere with what you two indulge into, but I like to see
you enjoying sex.  I feel satisfied.Vijay has always been truthful to the
family and I am confident he will keep this very secret." Neha was happy
that Pravin took the situation very sportingly.

   She agreed.  Both decided how to approach this situation.  Neha was very
proud of her husband's problem solving skills.  He had solution to any
situation.  As they had planned, Pravin spoke to Vijay.  He first put Vijay
on back foot by saying that he noted Vijay having crush on Neha.

   Vijay's face became pale.  He started apologizing to Pravin.  Pravin
then took him into confidence and explained him about his impotence and how
he thought Vijay would be the perfect surrogate father of Shah family's
heir.

   After hearing what Pravin had to say, Vijay was astonished, but at the
same time feeling very happy that he was getting to sleep with the queen of
his fantasy - Neha.  Vijay had a huge crush on him and he had masturbated
many times thinking of Neha.

   He never thought his dream would come true like this.  As Pravin
instructed, Vijay went through the thorough medical check-up to make sure
he was fertile and also did not have any sexual disease.  After all medical
reports came clear, Pravin, Neha and Vijay

   went to Pravin's farm house near Goa.  It was a beautiful 4 bedroom farm
house nested in trees and with a private beach.  Vijay was given a bedroom
on the same floor where the master bedroom was.  They had a dinner and at
around 11:00 at night,

   they went to their bedrooms.Pravin asked Vijay to take shower and come
to their room.  Vijay went to his room to take shower.  Pravin and Neha
went to their bedroom.  Neha kissed Pravin and said "Dear, I really don't
know how to thank you!"

   "No Neha !  You don't have to thank me.  I never imagined that you will
continue to be married with me after hearing what I had to say.  This is
the least I could do for you.OK, now don't waste time.  I have packed the
gown you wore on first night.

   Go change into that." Neha kissed him again and picked up the gown and
went to change into it.  Few minutes after Neha came out of the bathroom,
Vijay knocked their bedroom.  Neha looked at Pravin who was sitting in the
reclining chair.

   He signaled her to open the door.  Neha did so.  Vijay was mesmerized to
see Neha in that gown.  Her cleavage was attracting him.  She had not worn
a bra.  He just stood there looking at her.  Neha smiled and asked him to
get in.

   As Vijay got in, Neha shut the door.  Vijay didn't know what to do.  He
was very awkward to see Pravin sitting there.  Pravin realized that Vijay
won't open up.  So he asked for an excuse and went to bathroom.  Once
Pravin went to bathroom, Neha asked Vijay,

   "Are you just going to stand like that?" and she moved closer to him. 
Vijay held her hands.  Neha bit her lower lip.  Vijay lowered his head and
softly kissed Neha.  Neha put her arm around his neck and responded with
very passionate kiss.  This was enough for Vijay to get started.

   Vijay now put his hand on Neha's breast.  The feeling of the breast
without a bra underneath silk gown was great.  Neha softly moaned.  She
loved that manly touch.  She had also noticed Vijay's erect penis rubbing
against her body.

   This was the first time she was experiencing an erect penis.  She became
a bit wet.  She continued to chaseVijay's tongue with hers in Vijay's mouth
and Vijay continued to squeeze her breasts while kissing her.

   Now, Neha freed herself from Vijay's arms and removed the outer layer of
her gown.  Then she started unbuttoning Vijay's shirt.  Vijay helped her.
Vijay removed his shirt and with bear chest, he again took Neha in his
arms. Neha's head was resting on Vijay's bare chest.

   Vijay was moving his hand over Neha's bare shoulders.  He also nibbled
Neha's earlobes.  His warm breath went into Neha's ears.  It was very
exciting feeling for Neha.  She realized what she was missing all these
days.

   Vijay now took small bites of her neck, which left some red marks.  Now
Vijay pulled her gown completely.  Neha was fully nude.  In Vijay's arms.
Her husband, Pravin was standing in the bathroom watching his own wife
nude, in the arms of his employee.

   After making her nude, Vijay again took her close to him.  He wrapped
his hands around her waist.  And started kissing her neck.  He noticed hat
Pravin was watching them.  He felt a bit nervous but Pravin signaled him to
continue.

   Neha whispered in his ears "Take me to the bed".  Vijay obliged.  He
picked her up and walked towards the bed and laid her on it.  Neha, his
fantasy girl, was now laying on the bed, naked.  Dim light in the bedroom
was reflecting from her smooth beautiful body.

   Her well rounded breasts with erect nipples were pointing atVijay.  He
dropped his pants and underwear to get completely naked and jumped on Neha.
First thing Neha noticed was the warm hard feeling of Vijay's penis.  She
was very thrilled.

   This was the first time she was experiencing a bare touch of man's
hardened penis.  Vijay kissed her breasts and then licked around her
nipple. Then he wrapped his lips around it and slowly sucked it.  It was
some heavenly feeling thatNeha experienced.

   In past, her husband had done this for her many times but it was all
upon her instructions and very coldly.  Now, she was experiencing how an
aroused man can please a woman.Pravin was watching Neha, his own wife,
moaning and enjoying Vijay's company.

   decided to get inside Now Neha asked Vijay to get off her.  Vijay did
so. Neha got up and now she came over him.  She sat right on his penis so
that it would rub against her clitoris.  Her legs were around his thighs.

   She started rubbing against his penis and bent down to kiss Vijay's
hairy chest.  Her breasts were rubbing against Vijay's stomach.  She was so
engaged in enjoying the feelings that she did not even notice that her
husband was watching her enjoying another man.

   Now she moved below and handled Vijay's penis.  It was really very big.
With natural instincts, she took it in her mouth and started sucking it. 
Now it was Vijay's turn to scream.  Neha was apparently doing a good job,
or should I say blow job.

   Her husband, Pravin too was startled to find Neha's act.  It was so good
that if Neha continued any longer then Vijay would explode in her mouth. 
Vijay asked her to stop and he pushed her aside.  Now VijayNeha.  He got up
and came between her legs.

   He rested her legs against his shoulders and entered his penis inside
her.  Neha screamed.  Pravin thought she is not feeling good so he got up
from the chair and went near her and patted her head and asked "Are you
okay Neha?"

   Neha held his hands tightly and said yes.  Vijay asked if he should stop
but Neha asked him to continue.  Neha was about to loose her virginity to a
man while her husband was watching it sitting besides her head and holding
her head.

   Vijay now got in.  It was very wet and warm inside Neha's vagina.  He
started stroking Neha deeper.  Neha was screaming and biting Pravin's
fingers.  Neha asked Vijay to give harder strokes.  Vijay started doing so.

   It was getting unbearable for Neha as she reached close to an orgasm. 
Vijay noticed that.  He too was not very far from exploding.  He stopped
when his penis was deep inside her vagina.  He stayed in that position for
a second or so,

   before a strong squirt of his semen shoot inside her vagina.Neha too had
an orgasm at same time.  Pravin noticed that since her grip around Pravin's
hand tightened up.  She started biting her lower lip.  Vijay collapsed on
her body due to exhaustion.

   Within few minutes, its all calm.  Pravin was feeling very awkward to
see his naked wife lying under another naked man.  He was the odd man out
with full clothes on.  But he was satisfied that he could make his wife
happy.

   His wife was not a virgin anymore, although he still was, and would
continue to be.  He decided to leave the couple in that position and went
back to the recliner to sleep.

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   Masturbating thanks to Ruhina Posted on July 25, 2007 12:00 PM, Filed
under Voyeur A little after my twentieth birthday, my parents moved to
Dubai.  Since I was in the middle of my engineering course at a college in
chennai, I began to live in my house, along with my grandma.  Our house, is
an ancient bungalow with three floors and creaky doors.

   Grandma never came upstairs so the whole of the top two floors was
consequently at my disposal for three whole years of my life.  During that
period, a lot of mischief happened at my place.

   My friends came over to drink, we watched porn, and with time, I even
sneaked in the women that I dated.  But back then, just after my twentieth
birthday was when the most beautiful of all things happened.

   Ruhina was my second cousin.  Her parents lived in a nearby town, and
she had moved to chennai becoz she got a job here.  She was three years my
senior, and our parents deemed it fit that she move to our house, since we
had no lack of space.

   At that point of time, I was at the peak of my sexual curiousity.  I had
never been with a woman, much less seen a naked one, except ofcourse, in
porn.  I was instantly attracted to Ruhina, who was mind-blowingly
beautiful.

   She was fair skinned, had a slender waist, and her lips were
full-blooded and juicy.  She had silky dark hair, and a perfect figure. 
And her breasts seemed perfectly symmetric and by the looks of the clothes
she wore, pretty well endowed!

   For the first two months, I lusted after her.  I masturbated several
times, enchanted by her smell, after the several hours she lay next to me
on my bed.I smelt her underwear when she left them near the bathroom..and
masturbated yet again to that beautiful smell.

   Sometimes, as I sat studying, she would pop into bed next to me..and lie
facing down...her ass was always just a touch away, inviting, perfectly
round...and yet, I was too scared to make the move.  She was my cousin
after all...And an older one!

   But two months later, I had decided it was time to do something.  My
decision was made one evening, as I sat on my bed..naked, as I masturbated.
I had forgotten to lock the room, and Suddenly it swung wide open!

   Ruhina stared at my cock.  I stood up as a reflex.  My cock was still
upright and I was unable to hide it.  There were no clothes in my vicinity,
and all I could do was gave a helpless expression, as I asked her to leave.

   Ruhina had been on the phone when she unwittingly stepped into my
room..She fumblingly apologized and attempted to close the door...But even
as she closed it, I noticed, her eyes were still on my cock.

   An hour later, when I joined her and grandma for dinner, she gave me
knowing smile.  And I realized it was time I did more.  Easier said than
done, because, though Ruhina lazed around in my room,

   showed ample cleavage sometimes, and consequently walked in several
times into my room while I was changing, she invariably slept in her own
room...  Most nights she whispered and moaned into the phone.

   I later found a letter hidden between her underwear.  She had a
boyfriend in Banglore,who was desperately in love with her.  And why not?
She was very sexy girl.  So I resorted to the next best thing.

   I started wearing my pants half way up my ass, no underwear, so she
could see my butt cleavage...And I noticed that she hung around me more,
when I wore such pants..  I sometimes left the door open while I changed,
or after a shower,

   or while I masturbated...And she walked in on me..several times!  She
always stared at my cock and such times..but made no direct moves.  And I
was still scared.  One day, I came in unwittingly..and saw her change in
her room.

   She had just finished a shower and was towelling off..I backed off
immediately, and peeped from behind the door.  For the first time I saw her
perfect tits.  They were proportionate and almost mango shaped..and her
nipples were hard and dark pink.

   As I have already mentioned, she is fair girl, with the most slender
hips ever...her buttocks were flawlessly pink, and I almost cummed into my
pants as I watched.  She dropped the towel and she rubbed body butter on
her skin,

   and I noticed her pubic hair for the first time.  It was trimmed and
concentrated in a triangle above her vagina.  It was unbearable to look at,
and I pulled out my cock and started to masturbate.  I didnt care.

   If she came out and caught me, I'd still stand there and masturbate.  If
she came to me, I'd kiss her, lick her, fuck her!  I didn't care.  Ten
minutes later, she began to dress, still not having noticed me.

   And I dropped a load of semen on the wall...Couldn;t help it!  Now I was
scared she would spot me..and I ran, limp penis hanging, back into my room.

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   Weddning night spycam feast Posted on June 2, 2007 9:41 AM, Filed under
Voyeur Please enjoy this true story.  I wish all goodness to this site
which gives an opportunity to share our rare experiences,which otherwise
would be buried in our hearts only.  I was eagerly in front of my computer
waiting for a feast.  It was Priya; my relative's wedding night.  She was
celebrating her first night in my home.  As her family and her in-laws were
staying abroad and don't have there own home here, they decided to stay at
my home on this day.

   Priya is a very sweet girl of just eighteen.  Her features are awesome.
Though she is only entered her eighteen, she looks like a fully grownup
girl, having protruding back and front.  I always looked her with a
passion. Now for heavens luck I was given the charge of arranging her
bedroom (Maniyara).I have done it exemplarily.

   Not much couples would have passed there first night in such a beautiful
room.  But I have done something special for me also.  Believe me if you
can; I have nicely hidden a web cam inside a lamp shade.  Shocked you are!
I always have been longed to see her in her birthday suit.  My attempt on
several previous occasions had failed.

   Now it is about 9.30hrs.I pretended like having a headache and slipped
into my bed room early, avoiding other works.  There, our relatives; other
nice beauties, whispering some comments, probably sexy, at her ears,making
her shy and was trying to push her into the room.  OK here my computer
screen shows Raj, her husband anxiously waiting for her at the bed.

   Yes she entered the room.  Though they all stay abroad, she is still
like a village girl.  I can see her hand shivering while she approaches him
with the milk glass.  With her head bowed, she slowly came near him and
gave the milk.  They shared it and kept the glass on the teapoe.

   He slowly grasped her hand and embraced her tightly.  Looked
affectionately at her eyes, and kissed at her forehead and both cheeks.  He
led her to the bed and both of them sat there.  He helped her to remove the
ornaments.  For some time they talked together which in the absence of a
mike I could not hear.

   After about 15 minutes, I could see some movements which indicated like
they are about to get down to the business.  While still her head down, he
slowly slipped off the sari from her shoulder.  My entire body is excited
and hairs stood up.  Yes, I am about to witness a seen which may be rare to
anybody.  Just a minute my eyes blinked.  By then her sari was off and he
started removing her blouse and under skirt.

   In no time she stood in bra and panties.  Her tight panties and almost
revealing bra can help any one to imagine the remaining.  He whispered
something in her ears.  She became very shy and I can see her meekly
refusing to do something.  But she could not resist his first request any
more and started undressing him.  She removed his dhoti and shirt leaving
only very tight briefs.

   After pulling away his dhoti, quickly she turned around, probably at the
sight of the huge things inside the blue briefs.  His balls projected like
a big apple.  She did not turn towards him due to shyness.  He began
kissing her all over, caressing her tits, still inside the bra.  His hands
went down and over her pussy and buttocks making her shiver.  He
embarrassed her from back, showered kisses around her shoulder.

   His hands reached the hook of the bra and took it off.  Hands moved down
further to her waist to remove the panties.  Spontaneously my eyes closed
for just a moment.It opened to see the most coveted seen.  Now she was
facing me but not fully nude.  She was wearing a `konam'.[a piece of cloth
about 2 feet long and a few inches of width running tightly between the
thighs,both ends of which is tied on a string around the waist ].

   Raj broke into laughter and pulled the konam away.  Now I could see
everything.  Her boobs were of the shape of a medium sized Papaya.  Both of
them touched at the centre tightly such that not even a piece of paper can
be inserted between them.  The nipples were hard and cinnamon-coloured.  I
am struggling for words to describe that place, her supreme spot.  Yes her
beautiful fleshy pussy.

   It was in the shape of a spongy isosceles triangle, rose in colour
bulged out remarkably from the body and a short folded region at the bottom
end of it.  It was well shaved.  His fingers gently ran over it.  She got a
shivering as she felt the first ever touch of a man there.

   He is still wearing briefs.  And now he is persuading her to remove it.
Finally her hands reached his waist and slowly lowered the last piece of
cloth on him.  Oh!  God she should have frightened to see the nearly nine
inch long and two inches dia: thing, still not fully erect.  Believe me I
have never seen such a big one even in a blue film.  I wonder she must
struggle hard to take this in when it will be fully erect.  His balls were
also huge, at the size of a medium sized apple.

   Both of their nude and throbbing young bodies hugged hard for minutes
together He kissed her lips deep, licked the boobs and chewed the nipples.
His hand ran over and into her long and thick black hair.  She was
shivering with the sensation and I can see her legs get lifted up while she
hangs on his shoulder.  He went down inspecting her belly, naval and her
mount itself.

   He placed his cleanly shaved face flat over it and moved up and down
slowly.  Her head dripped back and mouth wide open.Yes she was enjoying the
incredible pleasure well.  Then he grabbed her round and smooth thighs,
kissed inside of it.  Now he got up, took her little hands and reached his
place.  He made one to grab his rod and other the balls.

   She could not cover the shyness and turned her face away.  He whispered
some thing and it worked.  She slowly started caressing his manhood.  He
fondled her boobs with one hand and buttocks with the other.  His hand
probed the crack of the butts.  She trembled for a second.  He pressed her
shoulders down to make her kneel, brought her face near his dick.

   Tricks of the nature are wonderful.  Sensing his need well, without any
hesitation she parted the lips to take the shaft in her mouth.  But it was
too much for the little mouth.  Still she tried hard to take in maximum and
worked in and out with it.  He jerked with the kind of pleasure that he
experiences for the first time.

   I can see her holding his butts tight and her fingers going in, perhaps
touching his anal cavity which made him crazy.  But I wonder how a girl
like Priya knows these techniques.  After such acts for sometime they moved
towards the bed.  Raj took her flat in his hands and laid her gently on the
velvet covered bed.  He climbed on the bed and over her from her head end.

   While she lied quite, he started probing with his lips from her forehead
and downwards.  Reached her boobs, belly, naval ....  When he reached her
pussy, I could see that his dick was near her mouth.  As he started the
work at her pussy, she took his shaft into her mouth.  This went on for
some minutes as if both enjoyed well.  Then they parted and he got up, came
in between her legs.

   After stretching her legs wide apart, he began licking her pussy while
caressing her boobs with both hands.  Her head swayed to sideways
indicating the pleasure she experiences.  She pulled him up on her
suggesting that she cannot wait and she needs him in her.  Raj wasted no
time and moved up.  Now his dick was still bigger and harder.

   She held his rod in her hand, which was more than she could hold, and
directed it to the heavens.  She jerked and swayed her hips while he
inserted.  When it went down fully she was groaning.  He lied fully on her
embraced and kissed her lips.  He rose up and began pumping.  It was
exciting to see her response.  She swaged pressed him hard and kissed him
all over.

   His pumping became faster and faster.  In a moment they turned around
with the dick inside and she came over him.  Suddenly she was sitting on
his rod with her legs folded on his sides.  He grabbed her boobs in his
hands.  She began moving up and down very fast.  Her hip gyrated rapidly
sending him to ecstasy.  His fingers dipped hard in her boobs.

   She turned round facing his feet and continued the action for minutes
together till fell over him exhausted.  He patted her lovingly.  She rose
up from the shaft and lay beside him.  Once again they embraced and fondled
each others body.  Raj turned her upside down and climbed over her back. 
He slide down to her round protruding butts, kissed and bitten them
lightly. He then pulled her up by the waist and made to crouch on the bed.

   He came back to her butts with his 9" rod and pushed in her.  (I can not
make out whether it went into pussy or ass)While he came over her back and
caught hold of the tits, her hands reached between his legs and hold his
balls.  He started pumping vigorously.  She supported him with her hip
movements.  This went on for about five minutes.

   Even after making love for more than half an hour his dick was rock hard
and never come also.  But she was sweating.They continued their sexual play
for one hour more in different positions and styles more and more
energetically.  At the latter minutes she was getting more vigorous and
demanding.  Often I wondered whether a strong lad like Raj can satisfy her
lust.

   At last in a missionary position with Raj on top he shot.  It seemed
that both reached their climax together.  There were no movements further.
After some time Raj got down from her and lay beside her.  Their naked
bodies clung together and lay motionless.

   After waiting some more time I switched of the computer, as it was sure
that they will get up only in the morning.  I had a dream seen which
excited me also.  My dick was up, the jetty was full wet.  I could not
restrict me.  I took off all my cloths and calling back the scenes in the
mind my hand reached my dick.  Without much labour I came.  The white juice
sprayed all over the floor.  I fell on the bed.

   I got up at 6'O clock next morning and immediately ran to switch on the
computer.  I was eager to see whether anything was happening in the morning
also.  As the monitor woke up she was lying on a table with her legs spread
wide and Raj standing in between.  He was pumping hard into her.  Soon he
withdrew the dick and took her by the legs.  She supported herself with her
hands on the floor.  She stood on hands with head down.

   She put the legs on both sides of his neck, he hold her at her hips.  In
this position when his mouth worked in her pussy, she took his rod into her
mouth.  Her one hand massaged his balls and other the buttocks.  As this
was going on suddenly he pushed her away and somehow the perplexed girl
stood on her legs.  In no time he shot.  He could not control himself.

   As a result the juice fell all over her body.  I could see drops on her
belly and most part of the pussy.  He was embarrassed at this.  But with
some shyness she smiled and slowly wiped the juice from her pussy.  She
took his dick in her hands and rubbed on the pussy and wiped of the
remaining from its head.  Then she threw her hands around his neck and
kissed passionately.  They locked themselves some time like this and
proceeded to bathroom.  Now I will wait for next night.