Himachal ki rani

Mein himachal pradesh ke aik city me rahta hu aur me ek handsome aur gathile badan wala ladka hun. Mein ek bada hi handsome aadmi hu. Ye kuch 3 saal pehle ki baat hai, jab mein ek financial firm mein kam karta tha aur meri office mein ek bahut si slim aur sexy ladki thi jinka naam tha RUPALI(Name changed). Hum dono sath mein kam karte the aur bad hasi-mazak bhi karte the. Lekin hamari baat sirf hasi-mazak tak hi thi. Humne kabhi koi aisi vaisi baat sochi bhi nahi thi. Ek din jab mein usek ghar gaya aur door khola to door khul gaya aur mein andar gaya aur dekha to ghar mein koi nahi tha isliye meine andar dekha to meri ankh phati ki phati reh gayi. Meine dekha ki rupali kapade badal rahi hai aur sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Unka figure tha yehi koi 26-24-26. Unki gori gori tange aur must boobs muje bechain karne lage aur mera tool tight hokar khada ho gaya aur mein use mere haath se dabane laga tabhi rupali ka dhyan muj para gaya aur mein waha se drawing room me aa gaya.

Thodi der baad woh bhi mere paas aayi aur chay ke liye pucha lekin muje to uske roop ka amrit pine ki ichchha ho gayi thi. Mauka dekh kar meine use baho mein bhar liya aur kiss karne laga. Usne thoda virodh kiya. Thodi der hamara ye sexy drama chalta raha tabhi room-bell baji aur muje use chhodana pada. Aur mein waha se chala aaya. Dusare din meine use chodne ke baare mein direct hi puchh liya to woh ghabhara gayi aur kaha ki ye sab abhi nahi. Meine use kaha ki tum bolo to tumhare ghar pe ya phir kisi hotel mein room leke hum log enjoy kar sakte hai. Usne bola abhi ye kuchh nahi karna hai. Mein nirash ho gaya aur is baat ko bhoolane ki koshish karne laga. Iss baat ko karib 6 mahine bit gaye mein ab us company mein kaam nahi karta tha. Ek din rupali ka muje phone aaya ki uski shadi hone wali hai aur wo USA chali jayegi to meine unse milneke liye razi kar liya. Hum dono ek restorant mein mile aur meine phirse uske sath sex ke liye puchha to usne kaha ab ye possible nahi hai kyonki kal meri sadi hai aur phir mein USA chali jaungi. Mano mere to sare khwab toot gaye. Maine use bahon mein bhar ke kbhoob dabaya. Uske boobs meri chest to ragad rahe the aur mera lund uski choot ko chhu raha tha aur isi bich mera lund khada ho gaya aur uski chut ke darwaze par dastak dene laga. Use bhi thoda

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Desi Paki Pelai

My name is fahad, age 20 years old.i m from rawalpindi. i m 5.9 in height.i m doing ACCA. Ye kuch 1 saal pehle ki baat hai, jab mein ek firm mein kam karta tha aur meri office mein ek bahut si slim aur sexy lady thi jinka naam rida (name changed) tha mai unhy bhabhi bulata tha.
Unki age 29 thi. Lakin wo bahut hi pyari aur smart thi. Unka shohar adhi rat ghar shy bahar hi rahty thy.ek din hamary firm mai party thi hum sub ny khoob enjoy keya aur khub sari masti ki.aur freely gupshup ki,party khatm hony kay baad mai rida ko ushky ghar chorny gaya.unky pati kahi bahar gay hu thy.jaishy hi main unhy car shy uthara unky kadam larkharany lagy ,shayad unhe pata nahi laga tha,aur unho ne soft drinks ki jaga hard drink pi li thi,jo k hamare boss le kar aye huye thay,mai unhy sahara dy kar bed room mai lay gaya bed room mai jaty hi bed room mai jaty hi mai apny ko rok nahi paya aur bhabhi ky badan shy kapry utarny laga rida bhi hamara shth dany lagi.

Ab mai aap logo ko apni aur rida ki chudai ky bary mai batata hu.

Meine use apni godd mein utha liya aur usko bed pe lita diya aur uske gulabi aur lips par kiss kiya usne bhi kiss karke reply diya phir humne french kiss kiya jo ki kariban 10 min. Chala. Ab hum dono garam ho chuke the. Uska haath mere lund se mere pent ke upar se hi khel raha tha. Aur mein use kiss karte huye uske mammey daba raha tha aur kapdo ke upar se hi use chus raha tha. Phir meine uska sari uatar diya ab woh mere samne black color ki bra aur penty mein bed par leti huyi thi. Kya kayamat lag rahi thi. Use dekh kar kisika bhi lund use chodne ke liye fanfanane lagega. Mera lund full eraction mein aa gaya aur bahar aane ke liye tadapne laga. Usne bhi ab mere sare kapde nikal kar muje nanga kar diya to meine bhi uski bra aur penty nikal kar use nanga karke dekhane laga. Uski gulabi chut badi pyari lag rahi thi us par ek bhi baal nahi tha aur badi tight chut thi. Mein puchha ki itni tight chut kyo hai to woh boli tumhare lund ko lene ke liye ye tadap rahi hai mere raja. Yeh sunkar muje jos aa gaya aur mein bade jor se use chumne laga. Ab usne mere lund ko haath mein lekar dabana suru kiya tha. Jab usne mere 6.5″ lambe lund ko dekha to uski ankhe fati ki fati reh gayi….

Rida : mere lund ko dekhthe hi o boli “plzz araam se chodna…mujhse dard bardasht nahi hota” myne mere lund ko uske muh me diya aur o 5 min tak chumti rahi baad myne muh se nikalkar uske boor ky muh me rakh kar gusana shuru kiya to ahhhhhhh mhhhhhhh bahar nikal do mujse aur darddd……… ahhhhh….. Nahi hota mhhhhh……….. Ab myne pure takat se gusa diya aur zor jor ka shot mara tho wo chilany lagi mai bhi ushko buri tarh chummny chatny laga wo jor-jor shy bolny lagi ho gayi mujhy chod do mari boor ko phd do aur ushny mere lund ka pura maza lena shuru kiya . Myne jam ke adhe gante tak uski chuth ki dhulayi ki esi beech o 2 baar choot chuki thi jab mera time aya tho myne lund uske chut se nikal diya aur uske muh me gusa diya aur uska sar pakad kar jor jor sr hilaya.mayra lund shy pani cuna suru kiya

Phir hum dono 69 positon mein aa gaye mein uski chut chat aur chus raha tha aur woh mere lund ko lollypop ki tarah chus rahi thi. Karib 15-20 min. Mein mera pani uske munh mein hi nikal gaya aur is dauran woh 3 baar aapni chut ka amrit ras chhod chuki thi. Usne mere lund ko chus chus kar saf kiya aur firse mera lund 8.5″ full size mein aa gaya. Ab meine use bed par lita diya aur uski kamar ke niche ek takiya laga ke uske pair mere kandho ke upar rakh liye jisse uski chut puri khul ke mere samne muje chodne ke liye nyota dene lagi. Meine uski chut ke lips par mera lund tikaya aur ek halka sa dhaka lagaya lekin uski chut bahut tight hone ki vajah se mera lund andar nahi ja saka aur fisal ke uski gaand ki darar mein fas gaya. Phir mein uske dressing table se thoda oil leke aaya aur meine mere khade huye mote lund pe aur uski chut mein thoda oil lagaya aur phir ek halka sa dhakka lagaya ki mere lund ka topa uski must chut mein ghus gayi aur uske munh se ek dard bhari aahhhhhh nikal gayi. Meine thoda aur zor lagaya to wo tadapne lagi, use bahut dard ho raha tha.

Usne kaha ki please bahaar nikalo nahi to mein mar jaungi, tumne to meri chut faad di. Meine kaha thoda sabra karo meri rani phir bada maza aayega. Phir mein uske mast bade boobs dabane laga aur use french kiss karte huye lund ko dhakka lagane laga. Meine ek zor ka dhakka lagaya ki mera pura 8.5″ ka lund uski bur mein ghus gaya aur woh chilla padi lekin french kiss ki wajah se uski aawaz nahi nikal payi magar unki ankho se ansu nikal aaye. Mein thodi der hile bagair yun hi mera lund uski bur mein fasaye huye pada raha aur use sahlane laga. Kariban 5 min ke baad usne apani gand uchhalni suru kardi aur mein samaz gaya ki woh ab taiyar hai. Phir mein ghapa ghap use chodne laga.

Ab to woh bhi apani gand uchhal-uchhal kar mujse chudwane lagi thi aur bol rahi thi aur zor se mere raja. Tum bahut achchha chod rahe ho. Aur zor se chodo apani rani ko. Aaj to apani rupali ki bur fad ke uska bhosada bana do. Uski aisi baat sunkar muje bhi jos aa gaya aur mein use badi tezi se chodne laga. Meine use 15 min chodne ke baad meine use dogi style mein chodna chalu kiya ab tak woh 3 baar zad chuki thi. Uski chut se nikalta huya paani aur bhi maza de raha tha aur mera lund badi aasani se chut me anda bahar ho raha tha. Uske munh se badi ajib si aawazein aa rahi thi. Hmmmmmmmmm, uuuuhhhhhhh, aaauuuuurrrrrrr zzzzzzooooorrrrrr ssseeeeeee rrrraaaaaaajjjjjjjjaaaaa. Ffffffaaaaaaaadddddddd do apaniiiiii rrrrrrrraaaaaaani ki ccccccchuuuuuuuuuuutttttttttt kooooo. Aaj tumne muje bada maza diya hai, ab to mein jab tak u.p mein hu mein har roz fahad tumse chudwaungi aur jab bhi yaha aaungi tumse hi thukwaungi meri jaaanm.oh mary raja phar do mari boor ko.ohhhh ahh ohhhhhhhhhh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiijor shyyyyohhhhhh meine use kariban 30 min tak choda. Tab tak woh 7-8 baar zad chuki thi. Ab woh mere lund ke upar baith gayi aur apani gand utha-utha ke muje chodne lagi thi. Woh puri tarah madhos ho chuki thi. Kariban 5 min ke bad jab mera pani nikalne wala tha to meine use kaha ki mera nikalne wala hai to woh bed pe let gayi aur boli ke meri chut ki zaad tak pani gira do. Phir kya tha meine uski chut phir se pelni suru kar di aur 2-3 min ke baad mere pani ki ek fuhar uski chut me chod di aur mera sara virya uski chut mein gaherai tak chhod diya. Phir hum dono uthe aur bathroom mein ek sath nahane gaye aur meine use bathroom mein dusri baar 10 min tak choda aur phir ham dono kapade pahanke taiyar huye aur mein apane ghar chala aaya. Kaisi lagi aapko meri kahani, mein ye pehli baar likh raha hu agar koi galti ho to mauf kar dena. Aur muje batana ki kaisi lagi meri kahani to muje meri dusari kahani batane ka pata ..
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yasmeen ki Pelai

Hi, I am Janee from ahmedabad – 36 years old and this relates to my first sexual encounter with a very beautiful young lady Yasmeen and though it dates back to a decade and a half, it all seems like yesterday. After my parents moved to Bombay on transfer, I shifted to a new flat with my elder brother who had to leave immediately to Gulf on an assignment. This brother of mine is a confirmed bachelor and with him gone I was all alone in the entire building as the new flat had no neighbours for some days until Anand and Yasmeen arrived on the scene. The recently married young couple ( both around 27 years ) happened to be my next-door neighbours and my soltiude was broken bcos I now had some company. Anand & I hit off well and Yasmeen to was quite friendly. Over the next few weeks we all became quite close to one another so much so that they had a duplicate key of my flat and I had theirs. We were at liberty to barge into one another’s rooms – they would drop in to watch t.v. at my place but I rarely entered their room as I did not want to disturb their privacy.

Anand was happy to have a “nice” neighbour like me and all along I too was a “nice’ neighbour till Yasmeen seduced me. I normally leave my main door open at the break of the dawn for fresh air to circulate and as I sit with my newspaper, Yasmeen would come out with a broom in her hand to clean the verandah. Though there wasnt much of dirt, she would clean it up which later I realised was more of an exercise to draw my attention to her ample boobs thru’ the filmsy nighties that she always wore. Being a good neighbour, initially I did not pay much attention to her but over a few days time this display of boobs increased. She would barge into my kitchen for knife, potatoes or just anything and right in my presence she would bend down as if to search something. Now it was becoming extremely difficult for me to keep my eyes off her conical boobs and at such close quarters it was ——–.

That very night onwards Anand had night shift and he told me about it bcos Yasmeen would be alone and just in case she needed anything I had to help her. Yasmeen looked at me suggestively right in front of Anand, but I kept my eyes on Anand as I was talking to him and as he was leaving I closed by main door as the time was nearing 10 p.m and time for me to hit the sack. I lay on the sofa watching doordarshan, cable was yet to arrive in my town then and about half an hour later the night latch clicked and at the door was Yasmeen. “Sleeping already Janee’” asked Yasmeen and wondered if she could also watch the tv for a while. I had little choice and offered her a chair,
but she preferred sitting next to me onthe sofa. As her thighs were touching mine, I shifted myself a little knowing fully well that my six inched dick was in any case getting ready to look at the ceiling. Janee what happened, why are you shifting away from me, do I look ugly she asked. Oh no you are extremely beautiful I blurted almosted immediately and that started the entire chain of events.

She sat almost on my lap and asked me why I was running away from her and why I was not looking at her breasts whenever she displayed. I had not answered as my dick was now saluting her and thru my lungi it was clearly evident to her. She asked me if I knew anything about what married people do at night. At 21, I knew much about it thanks to the porn movies on the video cassettes, but I feigned ignorance. She was encouraged by this and touched my dick gently and all along she was displaying her ample conical boobs thru the loose nightie. Slowly she slipped her nightie from her shoulders and it now rested on her stomach as she was still seated on the sofa. The light brown nipples on her conical boobs were erect and exposed as she was not wearing any bra at that time. She asked me to suck them and as if in a hypnotic trance, I obeyed her and began sucking her nipples. I was sucking each of the pink nipples by turns and the more I sucked them the more erect they seemed to get and by now Yasmeen was turning horny and stroking my cock. She then stood up and the nightie fell to the ground and she removed my lungi and banyan. We both were standing semi-naked both of us only in one piece suit – me my underwear and she her panty. On an impulse I touched her pussy from outside and her panty was moist and sticky, and my underwear was no better.

She removed mine and excalimed at my cock “Wow”, I was too embarrassed to react and she told me that I had to insert my cock in her clean shaved pussy. She had by now removed her panty too and laid down on the sofa and asked me if I minded kissing her pussy. I could not believe it and although it was initially a bit salty, the juices flowing from her pussy became extremely sweet and my tongue was now almost inside her cunt and she was moaning “Oooooooooooo, dont stop Janee, lick me inside and suck all my juices till I dry up Oooooo ooooooooooo”. I sucked and sucked and the juices flowing seemed to be endless. She never experienced this kind of sucking before she said, as if I had experienced it, Lol. Now it was her turn but I was worried I might release my cum in her mouth itself and told her so. She agreed and guided my cock into her moist pussy. Boy, it was tight and although a little slippery, I had to put a lot of force to shove it in. Maybe I was inexperienced and hence the problem, but once in she suggested to start pumping in and out. Fuck me inside out she commanded and as I obeyed her oral motor also began to whirr. Ohhhhhhhhhh, deeper, go deeper Janee, take it out and go deeeeper… Ah ah aha. It was getting too much for me to bear all this and in about 4 minutes of pumping I cried Oh Yasmeen as I released my cum inside her. And as the last of my cum seeped out of my dick, she held me close above her and hugged me tightly and kissed me all over my cheeks. She said it was her most satisfying fuck of her life and I said to her that I had lost my virginity to a beautiful lady. She smiled and took my hands to her conical boobs and I began to suckle her nipples again. The afterplay lasted for half an hour and it was almost midnight. I asked her if she wanted to wash herself bcos my dick itself was a mess with all my cum and her juices. She said she was in no hurry and then made me lie down on the sofa and lay over me and kissed me for quite sometime.

Later I asked her if we did the right thing and she told me something that worried me all the more. It was her mid-cycle and most fertile period and chances of getting pregnant at such times were very high. Oh shit, I said to myself and imagined the typical hindi film dialogue – “Mein tumhare bacche ki maa…”. She promised me that this was only the beginning of the affair and that she was going to have more of it in the next few days. After about an hour, her constant fondling and kissing awakened my cock and sensing my erection, she climbed on me and guided it into her pussy once again, but this time she was on my top and jumping and pumping. I got a good view of her conical boobs flying up and down and I attempted to kiss them and got it in my mouth only when she rested her jumping for a moment in between. The pumping increased and my hard cock was ready to be milked once again and in a few moments I came again. It was past 2 in the early morning and both of us were tired. We did not know when we both fell asleep in our arms. At 6 am the milkman rang the bell to deliver the bell. I struggled to get up bcos Yasmeen was still on my top and fully naked. Somehow I got her off me, put my lungi and collected the milk pouches. The milkman wondered why I was not awake as usual. Told him I had a late night and saw him off but not before collecting Yasmeen’s share of milk pouches too. As I closed the door , I saw Yasmeen getting up and she was stark naked just as the way she was last night. I kept the milk pouches inside the fridge and my dick was harassing me at the sight of her pussy. She seemed to smile and asked me if I was ready for one more session. I reckoned Anand would be returning in few hours time and so she better leave it for some other time. Soon this became a routine affair and we fucked as often as we could. She later told me that she was pregnant and that I was responsible for it. I refused to believe till she told me that Anand had not screwed her for most part of her cycle because he had a minor accident in his left knee and so it was not possible for him to make love. As I wondered how she was going to handle it, she laughed dont worry he is not an expert in calculating my periods etc and she would handle it effectively. She gave birth to boy whom she calls Sunny now almost 15 years old and he definitely looks like me though I might still not own up. Later Sunny had a cute little sister and this time Anand was responsibe for it. A few years later I migrated to Bombay on a transfer and we lost contact. Although married for over 9 years, I dont have any child from my wife. But unofficially, I have Sunny as my first boy and in Bombay I have a sweet girl called Swapna — Lekin woh kissa phir kabhie.

Bhabhi

Hi Dosto main ye jo kahani apko sunanay ja rha hon bilkul sachi hai, kiun ziada tarr dost farzi kahanian likhtay hain. mera naam Jibran hai aor yeh kahani meray aor meri bhaibi k baray mian hai. meri age 27 sall hai aor main kanwara hoon bhabi ki age 25 saal hai aor wo meray baray bhai ki bv hain aor unka figer 36-28-38 DD hai. meri bhaibio ka rang gora aor wo bohat sexy hai.uska naam bi piyara hai sanam.jab meray bhai ki shadi hui to bhai jan ki age 27 sall meri age 24 saal aor bhabiki 22 saal thi.main nay pehlay din se he bhabi parr nazar rakh li thi lekin dar ki waja se unko kuch kehta nahe tha.din slowly slowly guzar rahay thy aor meri sex ki piyas bhati ja rhi thi.aik aor bhat ye key bhabi k ajj tak koi bacha paida nahe hua, hum iss bat se bhe prishan thay,
aik din main nay aor bhabi ghar main akelay thay bhabi nay Pink kamees short aor tight khulay galay wali aor belt wali tight shalwar pehn rakhi thi ( aik bat apko bta doon k bhabi bohat fasion able hain aor sexy bhe)main aor bhabi indian film “chori chori chupkay chupkay” deikh rahay thay jiss main hero aolad kay liay pritty zenta say chori shadi karta hai, iss doran waqfa aaya to main nay bhai se kaha bhabi app bhi bhai k doosri shadi karwa dain na!! bhabi ne bari udaas nazron se mujhay dekha aor kaha jibran masla phir be hall nahe hoga. main ne poocha kiun hall nahe ho skta to wo chup ho gai.main nay bar bar poocha to wo boli problem mujh main nahe apkay bhai main hai. lekin wo sharam ki waja se kisi ko btaty nahe k wo na mard hain. main bhabi ki udaasi ki waja samj gia aor waha se uth kay chala gia.

do din baad main nay bhabi se kaha kia iss masla ka koi hall ho skta hai? wo boli aik hall to apkay bhai ne bhe nikala hai lekin mujhay pasand nahe main ne kaha wo konsa hall hai to wo boli main wo hall tum se discus nahe kar skti. ye sun kar main andar se mayoos ho gia. raat ko main bhai ko akailay main le gia aor un se unkay problem k mutaliq bat ki pehlay to wo shrminda huay, phir bolay Jibran ab jab tumain sab patta chal he gia hai to main tumhain ye bhe bta doon k main ne tumhari bhai ko hal bhe bataya tha. main ne kaha konsa hall bhai? wo bolay hall yeh kay dunya walon ky samnay to tumhari bhabi ka husband main hoon lekin under ground wo tum ko apna shohar bna lay uska maza bhe poora hota rahay ga aor aolad bhe ho jai gi aor ghar ki bat ghar mian rahay gi kisi ko patta bhai nahe chalay ga. lekin tumhari bhabi nahe maanti .ab tum btao?

main nay foran kaha bhai main to bhabi kay Boobs ,Gaand aor kammar ko bohat pasand karta hoon wesay bhe unko chodna chata tha ab to app ne bhi keh dia. bhai ne kaha to phir kisi trha bhabi ko bhe is kam k liay tiyar kro takay tum dono maza le sko aor main beizti se bach jaon…..
bhai doosray din jan boojh kar 3 din kay liay Lahore chalay gay aor ghar mian aor bhabi akelay reh gay, Ratt ko main khanay mian Fish kabab le aaya takay bhabi thori garam ho skay, bhabi nay khana lga dia khana khatay huay meri nazar nazar bhai kay khulay gallay par thi, bhabi aaram se khana kha rhi thi, main nay bhabi se kaha bhabi apko patta hai jab Pakistan ka president doosray mulk chala jata hai to pichay chairman senate acting president hota hai wo boli mujhay patta hai main nay kaha ajj apkay shohar ghar se bahir gay huay hain to… pichay acting kon hoga???? wo aik dum boli kia matlab??? main nay kaha matlab ye k aolad paida karnay k liay bhai nay apko kia mashwara dia tha ?? wo boli dekho Jibran tum bohat achay ho lekin ye ghalt hai kiun k Dewar bhai hota hai. main nay kaha lekin main to tumhain apni bhen nahe samjhta, balkay BV samjhta hoon wo boli please Jibran tum dono bhai pagal ho..ye theek hai k mera bhi Dil sex ko karta hai lekin kia kroon majboori hai. main nay kaha kia majboori hai ? wo boli kisi ko pata chall gia to badnaami ho gi. main nay kaha kisi ko patta nahe chalay ga. wo boli tum bahar jakar doston ko bta dogay. main nay kaha main doston kay samnay apko apni bhen kehta hoon aor kehta rahoon ga. lekin asal mian tum meri BV ho. wo boli jab tumhari shadi ho jai gi phir kia hoga ? mian nay kaha main apki choti bhen se shadi kar loon ga phir dono bheno ko aik sath choda karoon ga.ye batain kartay huay mera lun khara ho gia tha bhabi bi iss bat ko note kar rahi thi. wo boli theek hai.aor uth kar andar chali gai main bhi uskay pichay chala gia, wo boli tum bahir ruk jao. main preshan ho kar ruk gia.

15, ya 20 mint baad wo meray kamray main eye to usko dekh kar main heraan re gia, uufffffffffffffffff us nay full make up kia hua tha aor complete Dulhan bani hua thi, boli tumharay namard bhai ki waja se main ajj tak Suhag rat nahe manna ski. aj se tum meray shhar ho to phir pehay mera ghongat utha kar baqaida suhag rat manao.

main nay uska ghoogat uthya wo bohat husseen lag rahi thi, main nay uskay kapray utaray ufffff wo meri soch se bhi ziada khoobsoorat aor sexy thi, main aor ab bilkul nangay thay, main nay aukay boobs par honey (Shehad) lagaya aor unko khoob choosa wo siskiyan bharti rhi, phir main nay uski kammar uskay bund bhi chhtay aor usko lun choosnay ko kaha us nay manna kar dia to main nay zabrdsti us kay moohn main dall dia phir wo coosnay lagi. main uskay moohn main he farigh hi gia, iss par usko ulti aanay lagi leikn, phir normel hogai. main nay nay uski chhot par shampoo laga kar Lun andar daala uss nay khoob shor macaya Uffffffffffff aaaaaaaaaa, oooooye, Jan je dard ho raha hai, plesae aaram se, lekin main chodta rha, aor uski choot mian farigh ho gia wo bhi Farigh ho gai, aor boli waqia he dard to hua lekin maza aagia. aaj se tum meray aor meri bhen kay Shohar ho main kal se usko be 3 ya 4 din k liay bula loon gi aor phir tum hum dono ko chodna main nay haami bhar li.

Gaanv ka doosh wala

Hello doston main phir se aa gaya…. naye email id ke saath… aur meri nayi kahani ke saath. aasha karta hoon aap ko yeh kahani bhi utni hi pasand aayegi…. Main apne bhaiyya ki shadi mein gaya hua tha. Wahan mili mujhe ek gaon ki gori Phoolmati…woh ladki behad khoobsurat thi…chalo detail me jata hoon… May 24 ko mere bhaiyya ki shadi thi. main apne ghar se 20 tareekh ko hi chale gaya. . kyonki gaon me aksar ladkiyan aasaani se apna sab kuch de deti hain isliye maine jaldi jana theek samjha.

Main jis din pahooncha usi din meri nazar Phoolmati par padi. . aur usne mujhe dekh kar smile kar diya. . maine jaan liya ki isse meri sex ki ichha poori ho sakti hai…jab maine apne bhaiyya ke doston se poocha toh unhone bataya ki ladki randi hai. . main toh mano khushi se uchal gaya… maine usse pehle din hi pata liya. . aur gaon ki gori ko patana koi mushkil baat nahi hoti. . usi raat maine usse bhaiyya ke ghar ke outhouse main bulaya aur sara intezaam kar liya… hamare ghar ke Outhouse ke paas ladkiyon ka souchalaya tha isliye raat ko usko aane jaane se koi kuch nahi bolega…. yeh hami ne banaya tha kyunki ladkiyon ka bahar jaana achha nahi hota…. aur outhouse ke bahar mera dost pehra de raha tha…. maine jab usse dekha toh mere hosh hi udd gaye saali kya dikhti thi aur raat ko mano koi pari utar aayi ho zameen par…. maine usse apne paas bithaya aur usse dheron baat ki… aur baat karte kartemaine usse kiss kar liya woh kuch nahi boli. . aur maine uske boobs ko daba liya (usne bra nahi pehni thi… maza aa gya )

Aur woh smile karti rahi. . maine usse kaha ki chal aaj raat yahi so jate hain woh boli ki woh nahi ruk sakti…toh me bahar nikla aur apne dost ko kaha ki tu chal main aa raha hoon…main jab laut ke aayaa toh dekha ki Phoolmati baithi hui hai aur mujhe apne paas bula rahi hai…. main uske paas gaya aur bola ki main tere baare me sab kuch janta hoon…. toh woh boli kya jaante ho…. maine kaha ki tu bahot ladkon ke saath sex kar chuki hai… toh woh rone lagi… maine kaha kya hua. . toh woh uth kar jaane lagi maine usse roka aur poocha kya hua bataa mujhe.

Phoolmati ne bataya ki woh pehle ek ladke se pyaar karti thi. . woh dono ek dusre se shaadi bhi karna chahte thay…woh uske saath sab kuch kar chuki thi aur pregnant ho gayi thi magar woh ladka jab seher jaake kaam dhoondne laga tha wahan ek accident me uski maut ho gayi. . aur jab yeh khabar usko mili woh bhi marne ke liye nadi main kood padi magar gaon walon ne usse bacha liya… aur jab uski maa ko yah baat pata chala toh woh usse lekar apne bhai ke ghar chali gayi…uski maa bahot royi thi kyonki uska baap kisi aur aurat ke chakkar me tha aur unse Kabhi milta bhi na tha…woh boli ki uski maa apne pati ko kho chuki apni beti nahi khona chahti… magar tab tak der ho chuki thi abortion ke liye. . isliye usne bachhe ko janam dekar hospital me hi usse chodd diya…main chaunk padaa ki yeh sab kya ho gaya bechari ke saath. . usne bataya ki uske boobs me dard hota hai kyonki bachhe ne doodh nahi piya toh ek baar nahate waqt woh apna doodh nikaal rahi thi toh kuch gaon ke ladkon ne usse dekh liya… aur yeh khabar faila di ki woh ek randi type ki ladki hai.

Ab mujhe aur bura lagne laga maine usse kaha ki tu ghar chali jaa… main tujhe kya soch raha tha… woh boli toh kya hua tum auron jause bilkul nahi ho maine kaha kaise toh woh boli ki tum e toh sirf itna jaankar hi mujhe jaane ke liye keh diya. . baaki sab ladke toh mujhe hamesha pareshaan karte rehte hai. . mujhe mere muh par randi keh dete hain magar tumne nahi kaha…yeh alag baat hai ki main soch raha tha magar maine kaha nahi…phir mujhe achaanak se yaad aayaa ki uska doodh ab tak nikal raha hai… maine usse poocha ki kab ki baat hai yeh woh boli kuch hi hafte hue hain…

Mera mann naachne laga. . lekin main usse kya bol pata… maine usse kuch nahi kaha. . woh boli dost ab main chalti hoon…. maine kaha tum mujhe apna dost maanti ho naa…woh boli agar nahi maanti toh aati kya ( gaaon ki ladki badi bholi bhali banti hain magar hoti nahi… jaan lo)…. . maine kaha main teri madad karna chahta hoon woh boli kaise… maine kaha tere bachhe ne tera doodh nahi piya isliye tujhe dard hota hai. . woh boli haan… maine kaha main tera dard kam karna chahta hoon…woh chup ho gayi. . maine kaha kya hua.

Woh boli kisiko batana mat maine kaha…dost bhi kehti hai aur bharossa bhi nahi karti. . woh boli theek hai…maine light bujhaya aur maine usse bed par bithaya aur uski godh me sar rakhke let gaya usne apna kurta uthaya aur thodi aage ki aor jhuk gayi uske boobs mere hothon ko chuu rahe thay maine pana muh khola aur uske boobs ko apne muh se choosne laga… woh aah aah kar rahi thi…mujhe badaa mazaa aa raha tha. .

Main chooste waqt uska doosra boobs ko daba raha tha. . kuch der me uska ek boobs khali ho gaya. . aur maine doosra boobs choosna start kiya. . woh mere balon ko sehlati toh kabhi zor se mera sar apne boobs se laga leti. . maine dheere dheere uske boobs ka doodh khatam kar diya… aur phir usne mujhe zordaar kiss kiya aur usne bye kaha… mann toh kar raha tha ki pakad ke bhar doon sali ke boor me magar … Maine socha ki itna jaldi bhi aage badhna theek nahi…. ho sakta hai uska mann na ho agar maine zabardasti ki toh shayad mere nasseb me doodh bhi naa ho…isliye maine usse jaane diya…. doosre din aas paas ke gaon wale sab shadi ki tayyari ke liye madad karne aaye the. . woh aur uski maa bhi aayi thi… main uski maa se mila aur maine namaste kiya woh mujhe nahi jaanti thi phir maine apne papa aur mummy ka naam batake unse pani pehchaan badhaya…woh boli kitna badaa ho gaya hai tu. . pehchaan me nahi aa raha.

Maine kaha apko badi mummy bula rahi thi aap jaake unse miliye…. woh chali gayi aur main uski beti ka haath pakda aur mere kamre me le gaya. . woh boli koi aa jayega maine kaha koi nahi ayega aur usse kiss karne laga uar uske boobs dabane laga. . usne mujhe door kiya aur kaha raat ka toh intezaar karo. . maine kaha nahi ho raha hai… woh boli thoda sabar karo. . aur muskura ke chali gayi…main uske aas paas hi bhatakta rehta aur kisi bahane usse chu liya karta tha…. aur woh muskura deti.

Shaam ko uski maa ne kaha ki aaj se yahin ruk jate hain hain. . bahot kaam hai aur kitna jana aana karenge. . mujhse kaha ki main Phoolmati ke saath jaakar unke aur uski beti ke kapde le aaoon maine kaha theek hai. . aur hum shaam ko uske ghar chale gaye… uska ghar hamare ghar se kuch hi door main tha…maine raaste mein usse kaha ki tu kapde lene jaa rahi hai magar main toh tere ghar pahoonchte hi tere kapde utaar doonga… woh hasne lagi.

Maine jaise hi uske ghar ke andar kadam rakha. . maine darwaza band kar diya aur uski aor badhne laga. . woh muskura rahi thi. . maine kaha aaj maine khana nahi khaya mujhe bhookh lagi hai … woh boli ruko main biscuit deti hoon, maine ka mujhe doodh peena hai. . woh boli achha isliye mera bachhaa mere saath aaya hai maine kaha…. . haan toh usne kaha chalo…. maine kaha ek minute… aur maine uske kapde utaare aur uska bra khol diya… usne kaha mujhe sharam aa rahi hai maine kaha theek hai light bhuja dete hain…

Phir maine jhuk kar uske boobs se doodh peene laga aur doosre ke saath khelne laga… usne kaha jaldi karo. . ghar bhi jana hai. . main toh bhool hi gaya tha maine thoda thoda doodh dono se piya aur kapde lekar wahan se chale aye…. uss raat hum phir dono out house me gaye aur maine uska doodh phir se piya aur hum dono ne sex bhi kiya… magar style zara different tha…humne ek chotta sa naatak khela. . maine kaha tu so jaa main aata hoon woh let gayi… aur thodi der baad

Main aaya aur maine underwear ke siwa kuch nahi pehna tha… maine kaha mummy mummy mujhe bhookh lagi hai…woh hasne lagi maine kaha haan mummy mujhe bhookh lagi hai…woh boli aajaa mera bachha. . aur main uske side me jaakar let gaya. . uske apne left side se kurta uthaya aur apna bra khola main side se uske boobs ke upar apna muh lagaya aur doodh peene laga maine kaha ki poore kapde utaar do…usne utaar diye. .

Aur main boobs se doodh peene laga…. maine dono boobs ke doodh ko khatam kar diya aur ab maine uska salwar khola usne kuch nahi kaha… maine apna haath uske panty ke andar daal diya aur uske boor ko sehlaane laga… thodi der me hi woh mujhse lipat gayi aur mujhse aage badhne ko kaha…. maine pana lund nikala aur uski taango par lund se sehlaane lagaa…. woh kehne lagi aur kitna tadpaaoge …. . phir maine apni aur uski poore kapde utaar diye aur uske upar chad gaya

Aur maine apna lund uske boor me daal diya( hey doston sex ke time condom ka istemaal zaroor karen )… phir humne sex kiya aur maine beech beech main uske boobs ko choosne laga… woh kehti haan pee lo taqqat aa jayegi aur hum hans padte aur phir start kar dete…. uss raat woh mere saath hi ruki aur hamne dhero baatein ki aur ek doosre ko poori raat kiss kiya aur ek doosre ko choote rehte…aur subah subah woh souch ke bahane se chali gayi.

teesre din ham dono ne gaaon ke jungle ko ghumne ka faisla kiya maine unki maa se poocha aur woh maan gayi PHoolmati ko mere saath jaane diya…mere doston ne bhi jaane ki zidd ki magar maine unhe saaf manaa kar diya ki mere hote hue koi uske saath gaalat kaam nahi kar sakta. . woh log kehte rahe aur main chal padaa tabhi mera dost Raju apni gf Vimla ke saath aaya aur woh bhi hamare saath chal pada.

Main jab jaa raha tha toh maine poocha ki wahan koi nadi hai unhone kaha ki jharna hai… maine raju ko apne se ghar se towel aur soap laane ke liye kaha. . aur Phoolmati apne ghar se apne liye aur Raju ki gf ke liye kapde lekar aa gayi… uss jagah pahoonchne ke baad main aur Raju underwear me hi chale gaye jharna ke paas aur wahan nahane lage. . thodi der me PHoolmati aur Vimla bhi towel me aa gayi… maine raju ko aankh mari Aur hum dono jharne ka pani jo jama hua tha uske andar kud pade wahin se jharne ke paas jaya ja sakta tha… jab Vimla aur Phoolmati wahan utre main aur mera dost andar se unke paas pahoonch kar unko pakad liya dono dar gayi aur humse lipat gayi… raju ne meri taraf dekha aur aankh maardi… phir hum log saath saath nahane lage aur khoob masti ki ek doosre ko sabun lagaya (jaan lo har jagah lagaya) unhone bhi hume lagaya aur hum nahate nahate josh me aa Gaye maine raju ko thodi door jaane ko kaha raju samajh gaya aur phir maine PHoolmati ki towel khol di aur pani ke andar gardan tak gheraiyee mein use le aay aur apne underwear ko thoda side karke uske paas le ayaa woh boli kya kar rahe ho maine kaha pyaar kar raha hoon karne nahi dogi kya…woh boli Raju aur Vimla…. . maine kaha isliye toh door bheja unhe aur maine apna lund uski boor me daal diya aur khade khade hum dono ne sex karna start kar diya… maine jab Raju ki aur dekha toh woh bhi start ho chuka tha… hum dono ne apni apni boat chala di pani me…

Dopahar ko jab hum laute toh Vimla aur Phoolmati kaam karne ke liye chale gaye aur main aur Raju mere kamre me…. main aur raju bachpan me bahot dosti karte the phir woh kaam ke silsile me bahar chale gaya aur aur mummy daddy ke saath sehar aa gaya tha padhaaye karne. Raju ne kaha ki Vimla uske saath hi rehti hai woh doosre caste ki thi isliye dono ke ghar walon ne shaadi ke liye razzamandi nahi di toh woh ek saath sehar me rehne lage. . unka ek beta bhi hai jo abhi apni nani ke saath tha…

Maine jab suna main chaunk gaya… maine kaha ki main tabse Vimla ko teri gf soch raha tha toh woh hasne laga… usne kaha thank you aaj ke liye maine kaha kya hua… usne kaha ki kayi dino se woh yahan aaya hua hai magar apne ghar me usse jaane nahi dete aur uske sasural me woh apni biwi ke saath so nahi paata… maine usse kaha ki woh aur uski biwi yahin hamare ghar me ruk jaye aur raat ka intezzam main kar doonga. . usne thanks yaar… maine kaha its ok. .

Uss raat maine Phoolmati ko samjha diya ki Vimla ko lekar outhouse chale jaaye sone ke liye… aur main aur Raju raat ko ayenge…. jab main aur Raju wahan pahoonche toh Vimla aur Phoolmati apne apne kurte ko uthaye huyen hain kabhi VImla toh kabhi Phoolmati bachhe ko doodh pila rahi hai… yeh dekhkar hum baahar aa gaye… Raju bola ki Phoolmati kaise doodh pila sakti hai ( maine usse sab kuch bata diya…)…usne kaha ki woh Phoolmati ke saath sex karna chahta hai… maine kaha teri biwi ko koi problem nahi. . usne kaha nahi. . maine poocha kaise toh usne bataya ki jab uski gf pregnant thi toh uski gf khud usse paisa deti aur kehti jaao bahar se randi ke saath sex kar ke aao… main chaunk gaya… maine kaha teri biwi…. . woh samjh gaya bola haan be theek hai woh bhi kuch nahi bolegi… maine bahot khush hua… phir hum dono apni apni ko lekar baat karne chale gaye jab laute toh sab hans pade.

Vimla mere paas aayi aur boli ki ek main munna hai tum ek lelo… maine usse bithaya aur aur ek taraf bachha aur doosri taraf main uska doodh peene laga. . woh boli thoda aaraam se bachhon ki tarah piyo. . maine kaha theek hai…. aur thodi der me bachha so gaya aur maine doosra boobs bhi start kar diya. . main jab utha toh maine dekha ki Raju bhi bachhon ki tarah doodh pee raha hai…phir main Phoolmati ki aur badhha aur maine uska doosra boobs choosne laga… Vimla peeche se aayi aur Raju uski aur palat gaya aur uska boobs choosne laga…. . hum dono kabhi Vimla toh kabhi Phoolmati ka boobs chooste rahe …. . phir hum dono ne Vimla ur Phoolmati dono ko choda…. jaise doodh pite rahe wiase hi sex karte rahe kabhi yahan toh kabhi wahan….

Yeh silsila bhaiyya ki shadi ke baad aur do dino tak chalta raha …. maine aur Raju ne bahot mazaa kiya……. . main asha karta hoon ki aaissaa mauka muhe baar baar mile aur main hamesha doodh peeta bachha bana rahoon……. . jab tak main zinda hoon tab tak main kisi na kisi ka doodh zaroor peeta rahoonga….

Verginity taken by mausi

As I have told you I am from an army family. This happened when I was slightly over 13 years old,about 5’7” tall, slim but strong being a sportsman but my lund had developed fast and was a good 6 inches but thick. I had been muthuing (masturbating) for some time having learnt it from friends in school and could do it 5-6 times a day. My father was Lt. Col. and was teaching the cadets at the IMA in Dehradun .

My mothers younger sister (Mousi) had just been divorced from her American husband and had with my nani had taken two large rooms in a small but comfortable family run hotel in Mussorie just above Dehradun in the hills for a month. I was studying in one of the schools in Dehradun and during the summer vacation my nani told my mother to send me to Mussorie as both my parents were going out of India .

My Mousi was in her late twenties with a slim but full figure and nice sized breasts. She had a big arse well rounded which when I saw her walk gave me a hard on. On reaching Mussorie my nani told me that I would be sleeping in her room as there were two separate beds. I did not like the idea and told her that she snored and I would be awake all nights. My Mousi looked at me and said that I could sleep on the double bed in her room.

The first few days were normal routine and I had a few friends who had also come up for the vacation. One day one of my friends asked me whether had fucked a girl. I said no. I asked him and he said he was choodoing his mother. I was shocked at such an incestuous relationship but he told me” kya faraq parta hain. Mai apn ma ko roos choodta ho kyuki mera father nehi hai. Tu apni Mousi ko kyu nahi choodta. Who to bhaut sunder ahi. Mera lauda to us ko dekhnai se hi khara ho jata hai. Jab bhi mera man karta hai my apne ma ki choot mei dal daita hoon ya achi therha uski phuddi ko fuck karta hoon. Who mere lauda be bhaut achha choosti hai and mai uske phudi”. I was stupefied with such language and the frank way he was talking about it. I knew his mother was young and good-looking with a sexy figure.

One night when I thought she had gone to sleep I started to muth. After about 3-4 minutes my Mousi turned her side and asked me “ muth rahe ho.” I was embarrassed but I boldly said yes.”kisiki ke phuddi le hai” I said I was a virgin. She come close to me and put her lips on my lips and starting kissing me. I started to kiss her back and opened my mouth as her tongue was trying to get in. She started to suck my tongue I then hers. It was wonderful. She then took my hands and put them on her breasts “ mre mammey ko pyar se maslo. I starting kneadind her breasts and she started to moan ahhhh ahhh “acchi terha’ and she took my lauda in her hand and started to rub it. I was really enjoying and could not control myself and started to moan with pleasure AAAAAhhhhhhh,oooohhhhhhh hhahahahh. She started to French kiss me to stop the loud pleasurable noises I was making.

She got up from the bed and started to undress completely. She came and started to undress me and when she saw my 6 incher hard and standing with drops of pre cum on it she put her soft lips on it and started to such it gently just the head with the foreskin pulled back. Her soft mouth on my cock was heavenly and the licking my glans and I stared to fuck her mouth. My entire luada was going in and out of her mouth while I was controlling my self not to cum and prolong the fantastic sensations passing though my lund and body.OOOOOOOh it wasgr8gr8gggggrrrrrr8888888. I could not control my self and said ‘aaa rahe hoon.’ She did not stop and I shuddered jerked wildly thrust my hips and my lund in her mouth and came spurt after spurt with jerking motions and collapsed on top of her. Her swallowed the most of it and then whatever was left she put her mouth to mine and I sucked my own cum with her sweet saliva.

‘ab mai tujhe choodna sikhati hoon. Tu expert ban jayega bahut jaldi.’ First I was to learn to suck breasts and then a cunt. I put my mouth on her left breast and started to nibble the small erect nipples. Slowly I went down and started kissing her boobs, from the sides, slowly moving to the tips and finally sucking the tips. Now she was breathing heavily, I was sucking her tits and trying to chew her boobs in my mouth . she was moaning ‘mmmmmmaaaahhhhh’ ‘aaaahhhhh’ I continued on sucking her nipples . She started to jerk and shudder and moan “suck them as if you were my baby, this wonder ful rook nahi karte jaho’. Suddenly she started to thrash around and her moaning got louder. She asked me to stop and opened her legs wide ‘ab mere cunt ko chooso’ I could see a beautiful slit with soft black curly hair and she open her cunt lips to show me her clitoris and told me that this where a female is most excited. I stated to suck on her vaginal lips and put my tounge inside her vagina. It was wonderful having to suck a cunt while I licked the juices. I sucked her vaginal lips and moved upward to her clit. I soon as I started to suck this pearl white button she became uncontrollable and started to moan and move about AAAAAHHHHHH hhhaahhhhaaah ooohhhhhh ‘halke se bite karoo’. I then staed to suck her entire phuddi with my open mouth and put my tongue in her soft hole when she stated to buck in my mouth gave a stifled scream and come in my mouth with jerks and thrusting of her hips. My mouth was flooded with her juices. 

She lay back and asked me to relax for a few minutes. ‘ab muje choodo’ I came on top of her and pushed my lauda slowly inside her. The soft walls of her choot closed around my lund give me a feeling of unbeleiveable pleasure. Slowly I started to fuck her “harder harder.Meri phuddi phar do.Muje bahut choodo.’I stsrted to fuck her harder and harder taking my entire lund out and slamming it in her. She put her legs around my waist and pressed till our bodies were rubbing with each other. She was meeting my thrusts and my cock was hitting her pelvic region at the back of the cunt. She started to buck wildly making all sorts of noises and we both came at the same time. I spurted in her with the most fantastic orgasm and was trembling and jerking while unloading into her thrashing body. I fell on top of her and was breathing so fast and deeply that I thought I would pass out. ‘Bahut maza aiya.” I kissed her in reply. That night I fucked sucked and got sucked 5 times. The next night I took her gand. I will tell that story another time along with how I fucked the hotel maid with my Mousi’s help and my friend his mother and my Mousi foursome.

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Marriage isn't Complicated

One of the consequences of living in a small town like mine is that everyone knows what I do - which means that people stop me in places like drug stores and ask me for advice.

Well, I got on the bus the other day, sat down in a window seat and prepared for a sorely needed, deep sleep. But just as I was drifting off into Never-Never-Land, I heard a male voice say, "I'm so glad that no one took this seat before I did." Huh?

I opened one eye, hoping that it was Captain Hook and I had arrived at my intended destination after all. No go. I recognized my new seat-mate as a grad student named Matt, who got married last year and moved in across the street.

"Really," was my profound response, as I opened my other eye.

Luckily, Matt took no notice of my valiant efforts to re-access the world of the woken.

"Yeah, really. There's a question I've been wanting to ask you."

"Shoot," I answered, now fully with-it.

"Why is marriage so complicated?"

I was somewhat taken aback. "Who told you it is?"

Matt looked at me as if I'd just arrived from another planet (actually, I had). "What do you mean? No one has to tell me.

I've been married for over a year now, and I know it for myself."

I felt the painful twinge inside that I always feel when these young couples come to me for advice after being married for such a short time. "OK, so I'll rephrase the question. What makes you feel that it's so complicated?"

"Everything!"

"Could you be a bit more specific?"

Matt was getting a bit frustrated. "You're the marriage counselor. You should know what makes marriage complicated more than I do!"

"Matt, I don't think that marriage is so complicated. Actually, I don't think it's very complicated at all." Matt wasn't thrilled with my answer. "If marriage weren't so complicated, you'd be out of a job."

I smiled. "You have it backwards. People come to me because they've made their marriages complicated, and I have to un- complicate it for them."

Now it was Matt's turn. "Huh?"

"Let me tell you something, Matt. Marriage is not deep, and it's not complicated. I'll tell you what it is: it's hard. It takes effort. But it's not complicated."

Matt thought about that for a second, then asked, "Well, then, why are the divorce statistics so high?"

I sighed. "Honestly? Because people aren't always willing to work hard."

Matt disagreed. "With all due respect, I think you're wrong. When Laurie and I got married, I told myself that no way are we going to become another statistic. But, to be honest, things aren't going so well. And I'm thinking, ‘So many couples are divorcing. Why did I think I would be any different?'"

"So then why do you think it's hard?"

"Just look at the statistics. They're totally against you."

"Matt, marriage isn't hard because the statistics are against you."

He just looked at me. I felt bad for him.

"Look, you're a grad student, right?"

"Yeah."

"OK. Let's say that I'm the professor, and you have to take my course. So you come in, everyone sits down and then I say, "Welcome to my course. Before we begin, I just want you all to know in advance that some of you will fail this course. Most of you are not going to do well. The amount of students who are going to get good grades is minimal. What are you going to think about my course? I'll tell you. You're gonna say, ‘Man, these odds are terrible. I'm getting' outta here.' Right?" Matt laughed. "You bet."

I continued. "But what if I told you that 100% of the students who failed, didn't study, and 100% of the students who studied got good grades? Would you still quit?"

"No way."

I looked him in the eye and said, "Matt, it's the same thing with marriage. The statistics look horrible. The odds are against you. But I'm telling you that 100% of the people who put their all into it have great marriages. It's not deep. It's not complicated. And the only reason it's hard is that you have to really want it. You have to be prepared to work for it. You have to get used to not being selfish. And all of that is hard. But it's worth it. Understand that a good marriage comes from focusing on the other person's needs more than on your own, on taking care of your partner and letting your partner take care of you."

I could see that Matt was letting it sink in. "All of that makes sense. But then why is there so much marriage advice out there?"

"Because people are looking for deep and complicated answers. You know, I once did a Google search on the words ‘marriage advice.' Just for the fun of it. Guess how many references came up?"

"How many?" Matt grinned.

"18,100,000."

"What?!"

"You heard me. 18,100,000. And I looked at some of the sites. Some of them were good, some were inane, and some were downright harmful. But none of the ones I saw told the truth: That marriage isn't deep or complicated. You just have to want it. You just have to be committed to showing your spouse that you love her, in every way. And she'll respond, Matt. Anyone who's not disturbed responds to love. Laurie's not disturbed. She's probably looking for deep and complicated answers, just like you are."

"Were," Matt smiled.

I grinned back at him. But as the bus approached my stop, I realized that I had left out an important point. Hurriedly I said, "Now, that doesn't mean that there's nothing to say about marriage. There are all kinds of what I call ‘enhancers' that can help you make your marriage great. But they're all based on the same idea: You have to decide that this is the most important thing in your life. You have to be ready to sacrifice, to be a giver, to stop being selfish. It's hard. But it's so worth it. Because the ironic thing about marriage is that the more selfless you are, the more you put the other person first, the more self-satisfying your marriage will be."

I said goodbye to Matt, and got off the bus.

A week later I got a card in the mail. It read: "Marriage may not be complicated, but ours is now deeper than ever before...in love. Thanks for showing us the true odds. Matt and Laurie."

This article is based on and adapted from Rabbi Shimon Green's audio presentation from Keep The Ring.

The value of MArriage

One advantage of marriage is that, when you fall out of love with him or he falls out of love with you, it keeps you together until you fall in again.
-Judith Viorst 

There's this couple I remember from my childhood. We'll call them Nick and Robin. Now, I knew Robin from the time I was born. When I was about ten years old, she started going out with Nick. The two of them used to come over to my parents' house sometimes for dinner, or on the holidays. They were going together for a few years, and although I was too young to think about or realize it, they were probably living together to one degree or another.

One year, as the holidays approached - I think I was about fourteen - I asked my mother if Nick and Robin would be joining us. She sighed and said, "Nick and Robin aren't together anymore."

I was stunned. 

"What?! Are you serious? What happened?!" I asked (as if it were any of my business). My mother sighed again and answered, "If they would have been married, they would have worked it out. But it doesn't matter anymore now, Kate."

We were busy in the kitchen, with my siblings coming in and out constantly, so it wasn't the time for a heart-to-heart. But I filed my mother's answer away, to be continued at another time. A few nights later, another time came. My mother was sitting at the desk in her room, and the house was (for a change) quiet. Now was my chance.
"Mom, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
I sat down in the easy chair next to the desk.
"What's bothering you, Kate?"
"Nothing's really bothering me. But...well, you remember the other day when I asked you about Nick and Robin, and you told me that they broke up?"
"Yes."
"Well, what did you mean when you said that if they'd been married, they would have worked it out? What's the difference?" My mother put down the papers she was working on, and came to sit on the easy chair opposite mine. "What you mean to ask is, what is it about marriage that would have enabled them to work things out rather than break up? That's what you're asking?"
"Yeah."
"Because the value of a marriage is that you're stuck."

Seeing my puzzled look, my mother continued. "Katie, the whole idea behind marriage is commitment. When a couple gets married, they've made a concrete commitment to each other, not only emotionally but legally and, depending on the couple's faith, religiously as well. There is something external that holds them together. They can't just walk away. They can't run home to Mommy or Daddy, they can't run to the office. Because no matter where they go, they will still be married."

I was confused. "But if two people have made that commitment, and it's so strong, why would they ever want to run away?" My mother smiled at me and took my hand. "Because, sweetie, every relationship has its ups and downs. Every couple has times that are smooth and times that are rough. But a married couple has a much stronger motivation to make it through the rough times, because they know that the alternative - divorce - is so terrible. Couples that aren't married have a much bigger tendency to throw their hands up and walk away when things get rough, because there's nothing that obligates them to stay together. Do you understand?"
"Sort of."
My mother tried again. "Do you remember your favorite book when you were a little girl?"
"You mean Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day?"
"Yup, that's the one."
"What about it?"
"The author of that book, Judith Viorst, once said something very wise. She said that one of the advantages of marriage is that when one member of the couple falls out of love with the other, the marriage keeps them together until they fall in again. What she was saying is that any couple will come up against strain and tension in their relationship. But a married couple will stick it out, because they're married."

I thought about that for a moment. "In a way it's like kids and parents, isn't it?" "Exactly. There are times that kids and parents do things that anger or upset one another. But they don't drop each other because of it, do they?" My mom grinned at me.

I grinned back. "Nope."
"Why not?"
"Cuz we're stuck with each other."
"You got it. Marriage works the same way. That's why I said that, had Nick and Robin been married - something I urged them to do way back - they would have worked out their differences. But because there was no commitment holding them together, the relationship fell apart."

"So if marriage is what holds the relationship together, why do people go for ages without getting married?" "You're quite the philosopher tonight, aren't you," she chuckled. "There are a lot of reasons, not all of which I can explain to you right now. But the biggest reason - I think - is that in today's world, people have lost their view of marriage as a virtue, as something worth sacrificing and letting go of themselves for. People go into a relationship thinking, 'What is this going to do for me' instead of 'what can I do for this other person?' As a result, they're afraid to commit, because they ask, 'What's going to happen if I find that I'm no longer satisfied in this relationship? Then I'll be stuck.' But the truth is that they're making a tragic mistake."

"What's their mistake?"

"Their mistake is that they're totally missing out on what gives life to a relationship, on what makes it work. The only way to be happy in a relationship, to be truly satisfied, is to commit through marriage. Any other way of relating is really saying, 'I'll love you meanwhile. I'll give to you meanwhile.' Marriage, on the other hand, forces you to see the other person, to give to them. And the irony of it all is that the more you give, the more you let go of your selfish needs, the more self-satisfied you'll be."

My mother paused for a minute and then frowned. "Now, Katie, obviously that doesn't mean that all married couples live happily ever after. You and I both know that couples divorce. But most of those divorces occur because people lose sight of what I just told you. Of course, there are cases where divorce is inevitable. But most of the time, if people would really give it their all, divorce could be avoided. Do you understand now?"

I thought for a minute, and, lo and behold, it all made sense to me. I nodded.

"Is the issue clearer for you?"
"Yeah. But Mom?"
"Yes, sweetie?"

"I can't help but think...it's too bad that Robin never had this conversation when she was growing up. It could have saved her a lot of pain."

The real wedding planner

June is coming, and with it the perennial bridal season. It seems that the magazines, the web, the bookstores, the department stores - everything is filled with weddings!

I happen to be an incurable window shopper, so whenever I see these things I stop and look: The Complete Wedding Planner, Complete Bridal Registry, How To Get Your Wedding Dress for Less... all accompanied by full color photos. It's enough to make your eyes flutter. You just don't know where to look first.

There was one tagline, though, that caught my attention:

"Every bride knows, it's all in the details."

That one left me thinking.

What's the all? What "all" is in those details?

The flowers? The dress? The wine? The menu?

Are these the things that give a wedding it's "all"?

Or are there other, more important, things that make a wedding the momentous occasion that it is? Things like commitment. Respect. Dedication.

So I decided to come up with my own wedding planner. You won't find this one in the stores - because money can't buy it.

Let's start with the proposal.

Often in life, the way something continues is determined by the way it began. So the way a couple gets engaged has the power to start the whole process on the right foot. Now, I'm not referring to the way the "stage is set", to the external trimmings. Even if you go as far as someone I know - who hired the Good Year Blimp to fly over the park where he and his intended fiancée were walking, and had it say on the side, "I love you, Debbie. Will you marry me?" - that's not what's going to make or break your proposal. Just like the true success of a wedding is measured not by the trimmings but by the essence, so it is for proposals.

So, what kind of a proposal will start the engagement right? Well, first of all, women, you can relax. That's because the one who has to propose is the man. It may not sound so "liberal", but even in today's unisex world, there are still some elements of chivalry that remain. And it's not only a matter of chivalry, by the way. If you propose to him, you take the risk of scaring him away. If he seems to be taking too much time, the most you can do is create the right atmosphere for a proposal. If he still doesn't seem to be getting it, you should make sure that he's not just commitment phobic.

So, men, the success of the proposal is on you. And the number one rule is, be a man about it. What does that mean? That means that when you pop the question - "Jessica, I really want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?" - or whatever phrase you decide to use, make it obvious that this is exclusively your decision. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT say something like this: "Jessica, I really want you to be my wife, will you marry me?" And when she says, "Yes," you say, "Great! Now I just have to clear it with my parents." That is an unbelievable turn-off for a woman. If your traditional or family values dictate that your parents give the OK before you get engaged, make sure that's taken care of before you propose. For example, maybe a week before you could invite her to dinner at your home, or bring her along on a family trip to Disneyland so that your folks can meet her. Then, after they've cleared it, you can take her out to a restaurant or wherever and ask her to marry her the way she deserves to be asked.

Another important detail - and this one's not gender-specific - is discussing the date. The proposal is a great time to discuss when the actual wedding will be. I'm not saying that you need to pick a specific date right then and there; obviously, there are other factors - family, for example - that need to come into consideration when choosing a specific date. But deciding on a month is a very good idea. So when he says, "Will you marry me?" and she answers, "Yes," the next thing one of them should say is, "When should we get married? How does October sound to you?" And then they can discuss it together and decide on a month. If the parents are the ones making the wedding, then they can get together and say, "Mom, Dad, we wanted to know how October sounds to you." Then a final date can be set. In any event, the engagement period should not be an excessively long one, because that can put a real strain on the relationship. Planning a wedding and getting ready for it can be a tense, emotionally stressful time; if care isn't taken to keep it as short as possible, then that tension and stress can have an effect on the relationship itself, which is a real shame.

This brings us to the next (and most expensive) stage, which we'll talk about in the second part of this series: the wedding itself.

Know how to say I am Sorry..

"I feel bad that I called Susie names and hurt her feelings. I'm sorry I did it."
"Maybe you should apologize to her."
"I keep hoping there's a less obvious solution."
-Calvin and Hobbes, February 1986

Even ten years after the cartoon left the papers, I'm still waiting for Calvin and Hobbes to make a comeback. There's something about Bill Watterson's comic strip that reflects a great deal of reality with a load of humor, and the above exchange is no exception.

For some reason, many of us find it very difficult to apologize. Those two immortal words "I'm sorry" seem to either get stuck in our throats or come out sounding fake and insincere. This is a phenomenon that affects all relationships, but nowhere is it as widespread as it is in marriage.

Why is that? Why is it easy to apologize to the lady at the checkout counter, but when faced with our spouses we get tongue -tied? Why is it that we can get the words out when we've offended a fellow employee, but can't do the same for our partners in life?

(Well, the first thing we can do is take comfort in the fact that there is a precedent for our difficulties. From the beginning of time, apologies have proven to be a challenge to mankind. Adam and Eve had a hard time apologizing to G-d; Cain couldn't admit that he had committed a wrong when he killed Abel. So we're not alone in this one.)

The easy way out is to say that people who can't apologize are just selfish. They're bad. But that's an unfair assessment, as well as an incorrect one. Although there may be some people out there who can't apologize because they're so totally focused on themselves that they can't see anyone else, most people don't follow that rule. Most people have trouble making apologies because of the opposite reason - they're very good people. Huh?

That's right. They're very good people. They're just perfectionists to one degree or another. And perfectionists will generally find it difficult to say, "I'm sorry", because they find the thought of having done something wrong so unbelievably overwhelming. They can't handle it emotionally, and so apologizing is a very difficult task for them.

A corollary to this is that some people really try very hard to do the right thing. They try to be nice, they try to be considerate, they try to be helpful. And when they see that their efforts to please have backfired, it's just a tremendous letdown. Facing that letdown is painful, and so apologizing becomes an emotional hurdle to overcome.

The underlying current beneath all of this is pride. Not necessarily selfish, arrogant pride, but the pride we take in who we are and what we do. In other words, our self esteem. And when we have to admit that we're wrong - which means that we're admitting that the other person is right - that pinches us right where it hurts. It deflates our self esteem.

At this point you might be wondering, "So what if it's hard for me to apologize? Everyone has their weak spots; mine is saying I'm sorry. Is it so crucial? What's the big deal?"

I'll answer these questions with one of my own, which Dr. Meir Wikler, a renowned psychiatrist in the New York area, asks his audiences when lecturing on this topic:

What are the three most important words in marriage? I know what you're thinking. You're one third right. The first word is "I"; but the third word is not "you."

Give up? Okay. The three most important words in marriage are: "I WAS WRONG." There is nothing that can diffuse a tense situation between husband and wife than one or the other (or both!) looking each other in the eye and saying, "Honey, I apologize. I was wrong."

As soon as those words are thrown into the air, something magical happens. All the defenses go down. The emotional barometer goes back to normal. The tension and anger are immediately replaced by an atmosphere of love and good will.

So now that we know how important apologies are, how can we overcome our difficulties in delivering them?

We need to realize that apologizing is a skill. And, like any skill that doesn't come naturally, you have to learn how to do it. There is more to apologizing than just saying, "I'm sorry." There are actually five elements that need to be covered in order for an apology to be truly effective: 1) Acknowledge what you did. If you're not sure, here's a great solution - ask! 2) Acknowledge the effect it had (or must have had) on your spouse and on his/her feelings. 3) Express your regret. 4) Express your resolve not to make the same mistake again. 5) Only now can you ask for forgiveness. Here's an example:

Jack sees that his wife Linda is giving off insulted-vibes. Her demeanor suggests that it's his fault, but he doesn't remember having said or done anything wrong. Here is the way that Jack should NOT handle this:

Jack: You know, Linda, the way you're sulking around is not enhancing the atmosphere. What happened?

That kind of opening is going to blow Linda's fuse. Here's what Jack should say:

Jack: Linda, I see that you're upset, and I'm getting the impression that something I may have done has caused it. Could you tell me what I did so that I can make amends? Linda: You really don't know? Jack: No, Lin, I really don't. But I'd appreciate it if you would tell me.

At this point, Linda can already see that Jack sincerely wants her to feel better, even though he has no clue what he did. Her defenses are coming down even before he apologizes.

Linda: Well, you remember last night at the restaurant? Your comment about my job really insulted me.

Now, here it comes:

Jack: Linda, I'm really sorry. It was wrong of me to speak without thinking. (1) That comment must have made you feel that I don't value your job or your efforts to contribute to the family income. (2) It was totally unintentional, and nothing could be further from the truth. I feel terrible about making you feel that way. (3) In the future, I'll try to think a little harder before I speak. Your feelings are very important to me. (4) Do you forgive me? (5)

Linda, of course, forgives him immediately, and their marriage is fortified.

Occasionally, a card or small gift can accompany an apology, especially if the issue was a major one. It doesn't have to be anything you pay an arm or a leg for - save those extravagant gifts for real occasions - but it can help to emphasize your sincerity and your desire to patch things up

Too bad Calvin didn't see this article.