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Yoni Erotic Stories for Indian Women
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Sensual and erotic stories by Indian women for Indian women
She gathered her things as he lay dozing, pulled back her clothes and was gone before he was fully awake.
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“Last stop kodi”, she told the bus conductor making her way back home.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
At last, he came, and came, and came all into her pussy, her womanhood, and then he was spent. She thrilled as she pictured his come, his seed dripping down her crack, onto her asshole. She reached down and spread her lips apart, put two fingers into her pussy, then licked his juices off them.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She groaned and moaned, his hands desperately trying to stifle her, lest the Lalbagh security hear her pleasure.
They kept going, his mouth on her mouth, his mouth on her breasts, her hands one his ass drawing him closer, her eyes hardly able to see anything from lust.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She gasped at the intrusion, then pulled him even closer, trying to stuff even last inch of his manhood into her mound of divinity. The wetness inside sucked him in, releasing him with a rasping sound when he pulled out to push in again.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She once again spread her legs and he fell between them, his dick seeking the entrance to her cave.
He was hard as a rock, immobile as a statue, as he pushed against her labia, then, unceremoniously, he rammed his cock inside her pussy.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She turned to one side, then pulled one leg around him. For a second, he thought she was shutting shop. His hands came to her knee to cajole her legs apart. She shook her head, then raised her ass off the ground. He immediately understood, pulling her panty and salwar off in one smooth motion.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She looked up a him, then down at his maleness. She could see a line of fine hair rising up from his pubes and disappearing into his shirt. Years of life as a carpenter had made him hard and muscled.
She couldn’t wait to welcome his cock inside her pussy.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Then, he undid her drawstring and pulled her salwar down, leaving only a wisp of a panty to protect her pussy from his rampaging hammer.
He then undid his own pants, pulling down his shorts along with them. His glorious manhood sprang from his body and stretched out hard like a cantilevered bridge.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
He pulled out his finger and smelt her asshole’s stink. He vacuumed in the smell in like it was the best ittar sold in Khan Market.
She grabbed his finger and pulled it off his nose but he only smiled and put it back.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She pictured that dark finger against her light skin and it made her insides turn to jelly. Slowly, after circling the hole many times, he placed the tip of his finger on the asshole, then he did something unexpected.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
His fingers continued their way, down, down, until the reached her raised button of her asshole. She could only gasp and pant as his nail raked her asshole. This was even better than getting fucked raw on a bedsheet spread out under a line of trees.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She knew what he wanted and while no one yet had fingered her asshole, his innocent and incomplete journey down that road had awoken something inside her. She pushed her ass back and up a little, encouraging him to explore that forbidden area.
And he obliged.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She gasped at the sheer shock of it but there was more.
He pushed his other hands between her ass cheeks and ran a finger down the crack. As it neared her asshole, he stopped. Would this nymphomaniac, this whore from the bus let him touch her asshole?
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She was naked save the bra which he then unhooked, his mouth already quivering at the thought of sucking on her orbs and aureoles. He released her hair and scooped up her heavy tits, holding them expertly while his mouth took in her nipple.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
He pulled her hair back and she arched in response, her breasts, still garrisoned inside a bra, under a kameez, standing up, demanding release.
He kissed her neck and in one motion, raised her kameez over her shoulder and drew it off.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She reached out to tug at his shirt and he obliged, collapsing on her, his penis just inches from the promised Eden of her snatch. They dry humped like this for a few minutes. His hands were everywhere — her breasts, her navel, her armpits, her ass, her back, grabbing and holding her hair tight.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
He lifted her kameez and took in the scene with hungry eyes.
A voluptuous girl, legs spread apart, him between them, her golden pussy hidden behind the flimsiest of salwars and thinnest of panties.
She saw herself through his eyes and it turned her on even more.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Losing all self control, she grabbed hard at it, trying to take in as much as she could. Her other hand held her weight. He lifted her off that arm and laid her flat on the sheet. His weight was on him and her legs spread invitingly on their own to let him down gently onto the ground.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
His hungry mouth was on her lips, kissing, sucking. She kissed him back, breathing in the smell of day old paan.

Her hands reached for his dick and she rubbed him gently, hardly able to contain herself. He reached down and pressed her hand down on his cock. He wanted her to hurt him.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
She noted with satisfaction, the outline of his erection. That would do very nicely, she thought to herself.

He helped her to her feet and they went into the woods. She grabbed a bedsheet from her tote and spread it out. He promptly lay down on it, pulling her towards himself.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
He slipped his hand off her crotch, and slid it under her bent thigh to draw her leg out so she could lie prone beneath him.
“Not here,” she hissed, “Alilige hogona. Let’s go there.” pointing further into the thicket.
He clambered quickly to his feet.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
— a hot, sunny morning, butterflies flitting around, the garden suffused with the smell of late summer blooms, and she, her womanhood imprisoned by a stranger she met on a bus, her breasts rising up only to get crushed by that stranger’s insatiable hands.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
His other hand snaked up the side of her kameez making a beeline for her breasts. He groped and squeezed and cupped and kneaded her breasts through her bra.

Her eyes were glazed over at the sheer physicality and sensuousness of what was happening —
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Her heart was throbbing and her pussy dripped in anticipation. He inhaled deeply, catching her scent. His dick ached.

He reached between her legs and grabbed her cunt, roughly pushing her panty aside through her salwar. She gasped and quickly threw the loose end of her kameez over his hand.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Jyoti’s hands were clammy at the thought of what was going to happen next. The sun was beating down on the park and no one was about. They sat next to each other, drinking in the moment, then Manjunadha stretched lazily, and put his head on her lap.
January 21, 2025 at 6:59 AM