An unusual story featuring a bag lady walking down a busy city street, where in a drunken stupor she constantly thinks back to better times. My aim with this story is to show that even a bag lady may once have been a beautiful woman with many desires!!!
A married man wakes up with a younger woman who isn't his wife and quickly discovers that both she and his wife, among others, have plans for him and themselves at a special camp/retreat devoted to free love, naturism, and other wonderful notions, to which he adds proposals of his own.
WARNING- this is a story of gay forced sex, you know ass rape. It involves a young guy. It contains graphic depictions of rape. If you will be offend then don't read it. If you think you can handle it - read it by all means. If you are reading it to tell me what a terrible person I am for writing this trash - maybe it is good therapy for you, read on. I am very aware this is offensive - because - it is EXTREM. Consider yourself warned and ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK.
I am tanmay. I will narate a story of my mom.Her name is jayashree. This was a time when i was in 5th std. At that time her age was 42. She had well shaped boobs with big buttocks,sexy face and red lips. I am the only son and my father is bank emplyee and retired military officer. My mom is a professor in college and she had a collegue professor named kunthe. He was 50 at that time. He was half bald and ugly faced. His teeth looked as he never brush.