Wednesday, 3 October 2012

Ritika watching mother getting fucked


Beauty can be curse if not properly handled . One needs attitude and intelligence to live peacefully . My story about my mother and myself is long and true . I would not mention place due to reasons known to you all . Well ! I am Ritika, eldest of three siblings . People say in matter of beauty I am some yards above my mother, Rekha.

The only loose end in my family is our father ( had looks of Vinod Khanna as told to me by my mother and his photographs) . He had all the traits of a looser and after the death of our grandfather, he inherited huge immovable property and a flourishing business.

But due to his incompetence and bad habbits, when I was around 10 years, our family was in huge debt of one of his friend, Rameshwar Uncle ( he was big shot local goon) . When my father was unable to clear his debts, Rameshwar uncle cleverly shifted to our palatial house and gradually took over our business .

He kept my father happy by providing for his daily dose of booze and good clothes . At that time my mother must have been in her late twenties or early thirties, with me, my twins siblings sister Sneha ( 6 years) and brother Vikas . I and my siblings had literally no problems financially, other than observing that now we had to ask Rameshwar Uncle for all our desires .

At that point of time it did not bother us . I was perhaps in Class X when accidently I observed a incident . It was about 11 p.m in night and I had been to kitchen to make some coffee for myself . As I was returning back to my room, I saw Rameshwar uncle silently creeping into my Parents bedroom .

I was surprised because my father usually after getting drunk with Rameshwar Uncle used to sleep in the outhouse . I removed my sleepers to avoid any sound and walked to the bedroom. There was pin drop silence . The curiosity grew leaps and bounds and I quickly went back to my room and from there to our common terrace and within a minute was peeping inside through the window.

I was surprised to see that Rameshwar Uncle was not there and my mother was sleeping . The orientation of window was such that from foot side I had clear view of the whole bed . I was amused as to why did Rameshwar Uncle come at this odd hour and where did he vanish.

Then suddenly, the bathroom door opened and even in that dim blue light I could make out that his muscular body was wet and had just towel around his waist . He came over the bed switched on the bed lamp filling the bed with yellpand slowly started to pull the blanket in which my mother had enveloped herself .

As the blanket slid over my mother's body, she purred, twisting her body and raising her hands above her heads and I saw her bare shoulders . She said in croaky voice ' whyy youuuu come so latttteeeeee and now you will not let me sleep till early morning ' . Rameshwar uncle spoke romantically ' kyon, mai bhi toh nahi sotaa ' .

My mother said ' yes and then you are able to sleep till 9 in the morning but not me'. Rameshwar uncle kissed her forehead and further pulled the blanket . I saw magnificient shapely melons of my mother . Even in laid down posture her melons did'nt sag and firmly held their place.

Rameshwar uncle's huge palms cupped my mother's melon and she moaned sexily 'uuuummmmm Kaaamessshhhhh jjjyadaaaa mat daboooo chuchiiiii latakkk jatiiii haii'. Rameshwar uncle laughed and said ' tere chuchion ne hi toh deewana bana rakha hai meri jaan' and kept on kneading them.

My mother, it seemed was totally nude inside the blanket because due to all this activity the blanket was down up to her waist . She held Rameshwar uncle's neck and pulled her down and soon there was slurping sound.

They kissed and sucked each other's lips and my mother shamelessly kept on saying 'ohhh Ramesh tumne mujhe pagal kar diya hai uffff aaahhhhh karoooo meriii pyaaasssss bujha do'. As she kept on babbling, Ramesh uncle started sucking her nipples and my mother kept on moaning

'uffffff Rameshhhhhhh ooohhhhhh katooo mattttt aaaaaahhhhhh eeeiiissssss haaaiiiiiiii ummmmmm jeeebbhh sayyy hiiiii haaaannnnn kabbb sikhogayyyyyy haaaannnn karooooo naaaaa ummmmm ' . To be honest, my hands had started rubbing my pussy and I was totally wet down there hearing erotic moaning of my mother.

Though, still a virgin but I knew everything regarding intercourse . I was dying to see a adult male organ and my mother fulfilled my desire when she pulled the towel . I bit my lips so hard that it hurt me, Ramesh uncle's dick was monsterous, about 6 inches long and maybe the girth would be around two inches.

It looked magnificient as it stood erect with a slight bow at middle, just like a ripe banana with only differance that it was totally dark brown . My mother massaged his dick and pushed Ramesh uncle on bed and removed the blanket . I was correct, she was totally nude and was waiting for Ramesh uncle to fuck her. She greedily took his cock in her mouth.

Ramesh uncle moaned ' hmmmmm tu aaaaahh mard ko khushh karnaa aaahhh ummmmmm jantii haiii ' and combed her hairs with his fingers playfully so that it does'nt come in between her mouth and his cock . She then licked his cock and played with the swollen head with her tongue. He moaned ' ufffffff karti reh aaaahhhhh bahut majaa aa raha hai'.

My mother like a whore spread out her legs and took 69 position and sexily said ' chal tu jitna chatega mai tujhe utna hi majaa doongi ' . I found Ramesh uncle buried his face and my mother started to swing her hips and licked his cock and balls one by one . Meanwhile, I had tensed up and fingered my pussy and was near to orgasm.

The escatic moans of my mother helped me to reach there . I was done but still kept glued to window . After a while my mother turned and sat on that magnificient cock . It slowly disappeared inside her pussy . Rameshwar uncle held her melons and started to give thrust upwards.

My mother was just a step away from what we call shreiking and was moaning loudly 'ooohhhhhhh kaaameshhhhhh oooohhhh kaaamessshhhhh aaajjjj bhiiiiiiii lagtaaaa haiii ki janaaaatt ki sairrrr kar rahiiiii hoooonnnn oooohhh ummmmmm kaaamessshh'.

Rameshwar uncle then pinned her down, coming on top of her without taking out his cock and started to pump her at furious pace . I saw my mother's magnificient boobs jiggling in same rythym and her face had such a escatic smile and sexy moans . Rameshwar uncle kept on banging her like a mad man . He then withdrew his cock and got off the bed and gulped water.

Then he poured the left over on his cock admidst abuses from my mother ' kaaameshh kyon aisa karrtay ho, pura chod kay bhi toh paani pe saktay thay ' . Rameshwar uncle laughed and said ' Rekha, chal choos phir say ' . I could see his glistening cock and my mother sucked it . After he was satisfied, my mother was on her four and again Rameshwar Uncle started banging her.

My mother was also swinging her ass as sound of thap thap filled the room . Then all of a sudden my mother shreiked and then muffled her sound by burying her face on pillow . But Rameshwar uncle continued at same pace . He then withdrew and groaned ' chal aa jaa ' . My mother positioned her face in front of his cock and he started jerking his cock.

Soon he erupted, all his semen hitting my mother's face and then her melons and finally her stomach . Even after erupting his cock was hard, he came on top of my mother and again inserted his cock, rubbing his entire body with my mother and gave few more jerks . My mother moaned ' har bar aisa kyon kartay ho'.

Pulling out his cock Rameshwar uncle replied ' tujhe yaad dilane ke liye ki mai tujhe chodta hun kyonki tera body lajawaab hai ' . He then pulled the blanket and said chal so jaa. I had my first orgasm,fingering myself and then felt rage against my mother. How could she have cheated my father. I calmed myself somehow and decided to talk with her the very next day.

Monday, 1 October 2012

Joke: A policeman pulls a driver...


A policeman pulls a driver over for swerving on the highway and asks him to take a Breathalyzer test.
I can’t do that because I’m an asthmatic,” says the man. “The Breathalyzer could bring on an attack.”
So the cop suggests a urine sample.

“Can’t do it,” says the man. “I’m a diabetic, so my urine always has strange stuff in it.”

“Well,” says the angry cop, “why don’t you just get out of the car and walk this white line?”

“Sorry,” says the man, “but I can’t do that either.”

“Why not?” asks the officer.

“Because I’m drunk.”

Joke: Mr Smith goes to the doctor...


Mr. Smith goes to the doctor’s office to collect his wife’s test results.

Receptionist: “I'm sorry, sir, but there has been a bit of a mix-up and we have a problem. When we sent the samples from your wife to the lab, the samples from another Mrs. Smith were sent as well, and we are now uncertain which one is your wife’s. Frankly, that’s either bad or terrible.”

Mr. Smith: “What do you mean?”

Receptionist: “Well, one Mrs. Smith has tested positive for Alzheimer disease and the other for AIDS. We can’t tell which is your wife.”

Mr. Smith: “That's terrible! Can we take the test over?”

Receptionist: “Normally, yes. But you belong to an HMO, and they won’t pay for these expensive tests more than once.”

Mr. Smith: “Well, what am I supposed to do now?”

Receptionist: “The doctor recommends that you drop your wife off in the middle of town. If she finds her way home, don’t sleep with her.”

Joke: A farmer walked into an attorneys office...


A farmer walked into an attorney’s office wanting to file for a divorce. The attorney asked, “May I help you?”

The farmer said, “Yeah. I want to get one of those dee-vorces.”

The attorney asked, “Well, do you have any grounds?”

The farmer replied, “Yeah. I got about 140 acres.”

The attorney said, “No, you don’t understand. Do you have a case?”

The farmer said, “No, I don’t have a Case, but I have a John Deere.”

The attorney said, “No you don’t understand, I mean do you have a grudge?”

The farmer said, “Yeah, I got a grudge. That’s where I park my John Deere.”

The attorney said, “No, sir, I mean do you have a suit?”

The farmer said, “Yessir, I got a suit. I wear it to church on Sundays.”

The exasperated attorney said, “Well, sir, does your wife beat you up or anything?”

The farmer said, “No, sir, we both get up about 4:30.”

Finally, the attorney asked, “Okay, let me put it this way. WHY DO YOU WANT A DIVORCE?”

And the farmer replied, “Well, I can never have a meaningful conversation with her!”

Monday, 24 September 2012

Secrets to Getting Girls: Staying Out of Auto-Rejection


These days Sebastian Drake’s VAC attraction model is all but forgotten in the seduction community. There’s been a gold rush toward “natural game” and at the same time a supposed abandonment of the previously ubiquitous “routine-based game,” the ever-present 800-pound gorilla in pick up circles half a decade ago.

But in the rush toward “natural game” some of its pillars have been missed or marginalized by its new champions – the former routine guys who’ve turned over a new leaf. Nowadays, most everyone in seduction will tell you he practices “natural game”, but what many propose to teach quite often are routines that run a little more smoothly and aren’t called by the label “routines.” They’re dressed up a little and called “natural game” instead. But if you pay close attention… yep, they’re still routines.

That’s why you won’t see the term “natural game” anywhere on this site. In my mind, it’s become synonymous with slightly-evolved-but-thinly-veiled routine-based game. Nothing personal against routines or the guys who use ‘em; it just ain’t my style and I’d rather not be associated with them. The “natural game” pitched by most these days is a little smoother and a little more direct than the routine-based game of yore, but it’s lacking in a lot of the teaching of core concepts of what really makes guys who are naturally talented with women so successful.

One of those core concepts is the “A” in VAC: Attainability. Attainability is the measure of how readily a woman feels she’s able to get what she wants with you – if she thinks it’s in the bag with you and she’s got you hook, line, and sinker, your attainability is too high; that’s called being no challenge. Being no challenge is what happens when a guy makes it too easy for a girl, doesn’t challenge her, or comes across needy or low value

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Saturday, 22 September 2012

10 dramatic landscapes

10 dramatic landscapes
 1. Badlands National Park
     South Dakota, US
photo by rag714
 
 2. Cano Cristales
     Villavicencio, Colombia
photo by Goworldwide_ru
 
 3. The Pinnacles
     Cervantes, Australia
photo by milka_yk
 
 4. Salar de Uyuni
     Bolivia, South America
photo by wenkopin
 
 5. Chocolate Hills
     Bohol Island, Philippines
photo by Orangel
 
 6. Grand Prismatic Spring
     Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, US
photo by DivyaMaiya
 
 7. Mineral Forest
     Pamukkale, Turkey
photo by a Facebook Member
 
 8. The Wave
      Arizona, US
photo by FabryTirano
 
 9. Sossusvlei
     Namib-Naukluft Park, Namibia, Africa
photo by a Facebook Member
 
 10. Giant's Causeway
       Northern Ireland, UK
photo by courtko2006