#desi lovestory

[usuallyannoyingwhispers]

Has anyone read Written in the Stars by Divya Anand? The male protagonist Abhimanyu Singh is literally hotter than any Kdrama lead

[x3nshit]

“he knows you’re pretty, you’re just not the girl he wants” SCREAMING CRYING VIOLENTLY THROWING UP DRY HEAVING BANGING MY HEAD AGAINST A WALL JUMPING OFF THE FUCKING ROOF

[nswrt20]

When We Met - Playful Evening (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1447806636-when-we-met-playful-evening?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=nida_sais A 30-year-old girl who goes to so many difficulties in her life and in the end, she died because of her boyfriend and her sister but God gave her a chance to take revenge from her so-called family and boyfriend.... She reborn again as a 22-year-old girl from where her life had turned completely. She is a beauty which no one noticed... She is "Naira Sanghavi" -------- Daksh Oberoi CEO of Oberoi co. Pvt Ltd An entertainment company. Almost 60-70 % industry comes into their corporation.... One of the Most eligible bachelors of the country ------------------- So, let's dive into a love story of 2 strangers who are far away but too close to each other. ----- (This is a fictional story nothing is real and had some natural power and some illogical stuff...) ----

[ji-jii-visha]

CHOOSE YOUR LOVESTORY

This is a little choice based fun game that I wanted to try. All you have to do is to choose the picture, make your choice and go on with the story. Tell me the results that you get in the end. ❤️

The stories are from the perspective of a heterosexual female who lives in North India.

Choose a home.

Home 1 Home 2 Home 3

(Please keep in mind that I'm nothing but a science student who loves desi aesthetic and please find it in yourself to pardon my historical inaccuracies if you find them, or text me in my inbox to share what i got wrong and what i can get right.)

I'll be sharing this story in a few parts scheduled at different days so hopefully you'll follow through and will like it. ❤️

[gojoscupcake]

Aise kyun uske hoontho pe accha lagta hai

mera naam?

[eroticindianwoman]

Teacher has Sex with Student to Overcome Grief

There were moments where I would fantasise that I had a glass wall to my house high up above the road and people were looking at me as I stood naked placing two hands on the wall and a hulk of a guy trusting his penis into my ass as strangers below stared in shock. I usually wouldn’t think of thoughts like this but my husband and died and even though it had been a more than half a year I was still very depressed. My children were older and married and in other cities with their families. So I was home alone in deep sorrow. I would never leave the house or take bath for days. One day one of my former students from school who was now working with a MNC came to visit me. I am a high school teacher. He called on the phone and insisted on visiting me. I was not eager to meet him but I obliged. 

Before he visited me I took a bath. We sat on the couch next to each other and we tried having a normal conversation but it was not easy. At the mention of my husband I started crying. He moved closer to me and gave me a hug. At that moment I don't know what overcame me but I suddenly felt that there was one way to overcome my grief. I felt if I just had wild, passionate, no strings attached sex it would help to numb the pain. So as he tried to remove his hands from the embrace I kissed him. It was a tender kiss, but I slowly made it more passionate. Our tongues began to explore each other. I could feel a bit of saliva dribbling at the side of my mouth, but he licked it smoothly. Now I wanted to move away from kissing. I had so much more in mind to do. I slowly moved my fingers to his crotch. I unbuttoned his pants and slid my fingers into his underwear to feel his bulge.I ran my thumb over the shaft and felt a bit of pre cum. I then thought for a second if I should give him a hand job or just do oral sex. I decided on oral sex. I wanted to go wild. All the pain and depression was too much for me. 

Here was finally a chance for me to forget all that pain. I began by licking down his shaft. I then swallowed one of his balls to suck on. I saw that his eyes were half shut and he was starting to moan in delight. I then shifted and sucked on his other ball. And then I licked the shaft before sucking the head in. He slowly started moving his hands over my body. He caressed my hands and started making his way towards my armpits. It was a good thing I had bathed but I had not shaved my armpits. So even as my face was swallowing his penis he gently caressed my armpits and it was almost tickling but not quite. I took a short break to catch my breath and removed his penis from my mouth. In that moment he was eager to do something in return. So i stood up and we were face to face. I smiled and lifted my arms. And he slowly moved his face towards my pit and gently kissed the soft tufts of my armpit hair. I was scared that he might be grossed out, but he did not spend much time there because I wanted to get back to gagging on his penis. So then he kept shoving his penis in my mouth for several minutes till there was one last long gag. It was exhilarating. My chin, neck, and breasts were drenched in my spit. And it was all joined by his cum which filled my mouth. I tried swallowing as much as I could but. Some ran out of my mouth and dawn my chin. 

After a few minutes I let him rest. I looked at him as he sat naked on bed trying to catch his breath. He was good looking, I could tell that he took good care of himself and definitely worked out. He had a muscular body. But I was focused on his penis. It had become a bit limp. And I was ready to get it hard again. This time I wanted to do anal, wild anal. I had done anal a few times with my husband but it wasn’t exciting as I would have liked. This time I wanted to do it my way. So I got on the bed and got on my four limbs. I faced him with my asshole. And I opened it eagerly, and as he came towards it with his penis and with a few thrusts got swallowed in my hole. My rectal walls were being pushed apart and stretching in preparation to receive his dose of hot creamy cum. I reached back and spread my asscheeks wide apart, showing off the blackness of my hole. I looked over my shoulders at him and squeezed my rectal muscles and he in shock yelped at the sensation of his dick being milked by my tight asshole. He started to thrust, his hips gaining a steady rhythm. I moaned as my rectal walls were stimulated even more. His penis was large enough to tug at my insides, lighting up each of the nerves in my ass with pleasure! This time after we got done, he started to get dressed to leave. I also started getting dressed. 

There was something on my mind but was a bit hesitant to ask. But I built up my courage and asked him, “Do you have any other friends who you can bring to visit me?” He looked a bit puzzled when I asked him. But he understood what I was asking him. He understood that I wanted to have a threesome or even more. He smiled and said tomorrow when he comes to visit me he would bring a friend. The next morning I was quivering with excitement. So when my student and his friend arrived I was ready. I took a bath and had a big breakfast to build up my energy. Once the two arrived we quickly got done with introductions. We were all eager to get started. My student started off the proceedings by sucking gently on my neck. And my vagina was getting wet. Then the friend and student each grabbed one of my hands and placed them on their hard dicks. By now I was getting exited so I hurriedly undid their flies. They were both excited too. I then dropped to my knees in front of them and started licking the friend’s penis from base tip, savouring the thickness and hardness. The student stroked my head gently as I sucked his friend’s dick. The student rubbed his dick against my cheek and I released the friend’s dick with a satisfying pop. The student was much more forceful shoving his dick into my mouth as far as he could. I gagged, but tried to swallow the huge dick. He soon got into a rhythm and it became more comfortable for me. Every time he pulled back, I could taste the pre cum leaking from the tip of his penis and it soaked my vagina. They both were talking to each other but I could not hear what they were saying. I was too focused on the friend’s dick. But then he removed his dick from my mouth and the student was pulling me to my feet. He bent me over the bed, pushed me down so that my breasts were pressed on the bed. I could not see what they were doing so I didn’t know whose dick was now pressing into my wet dripping pussy. I didn’t care. It felt so wonderful too worry about who was penetrating into me. Whose ever penis it was, it was now so deep inside me I could feel the balls. I impatiently began to push back against him, so he understood and soon he was thrusting vigorously. I was moaning wildly and pleaded for more dick. I then felt a hand gently tweaking my nipple and massaging my breasts and the person who was thrusting into my vagina doggy style started swirling his wet finger around my tight asshole. This really pushed me over the edge and I cummed real hard and was squirting vagina juice all over the dick still inside me. I could then feel him pulling out and it was replaced with another dick. They switched back and forth a few times, and it was such a thrill to know who was doing it to me at any given time. A few moments later, the student laid down and his huge throbbing dick was pointing upwards and he asked me to ride him. I agreed and climbed on top of him and slid his dick inside me. It felt amazing and the position especially made me feel very full. He pulled me towards him to kiss me and he stuck his finger inside my asshole. Then the student’s friend slowly thirst against the entrance of my ass and he forced himself inside my ass inch by inch. I moaned as his hips met my pelvis. I now had two huge dicks filling me up and was in ecstasy. Then they started to move. That's when I ascended to clouds of pleasure. Pretty soon we were done for the day, but it was not the last I saw of them. We continued to meet for the rest of the week. I will never forget that week. After a few months I slowly started getting out of my depression and got back to my normal life. But that week was the most pleasure filled of my life.

[sirfdabba]

This morning, I was thinking, How we all look different, right?! The nose, the cheeks, the teeth, the lashes, the brows, the lips - everything - varies from individual to individual. I wonder, does our mind look different too? I know how every mind IS different, that is not what's concerned at the moment, I wonder about the morphology of the minds. The shape, the size, the curves, the stretches, the shadows, the blemishes, the pimples, the dimples of the mind as well every other feature that only a lover's eyes could see. I wonder about the morphology of my mind, I wonder about the morphology of his mind too. I have this strong feeling that my mind looks like his smile.

[aadhiskanmani]

Varun marries Natasha❤❤

[randomwriterr]

The relationship between me and samosa is a love story that can't explained.

[avnika09]

https://pocketfm.app.link/gHwvCByfreb

https://vurbl.com/station/AppCabWz6Pr/

[x3nshit]

biggest fear?

i’m afraid i’ll never be able to love anyone as much as i loved him

[weddingkalakar]

Tap and read beautiful Love story

[whattacressmess]

DISMANTLE PROJECT - Chapter 3: Him (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1237926450-dismantle-project-chapter-3-him?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=RomaisaAzeem&wp_originator=DoESiS%2FXNOP5FT8tQ%2Fc231xDbiJKLBunze5GHyD0PfprP%2Buy34Hzrug778d8SDndWeGEd0iJdWdVXETjJkuqN1sQ9OYxQKie%2Fj34fze%2FxlqpNodB4CA4dCtlnllskHKy 

 Abiha Razzaq// And when they hurt her she doesn't break into a macho volcano, she crumples and tears away like a bottle with a love letter in the sea, so distant and cold. She is a hopeful girl, with oceans of patience and plenty of love for the entire world. Gowns, gardens, fairytales, and paragraphs, and letter and letters she'd write to the man of her dreams. Can a person ever dream the same when they are blackmailed into marrying their crush who will never love her the same? Is dying lonely better than being bound into a loveless marriage? 

Arsalan Hassan// He'll look at you and you'll feel arrested. A reckless and determined policeman, wanting to eliminate the evil after he is betrayed by the world. He lives in a dangerous world of guns, poison, murder, of death sentences and nightmares. He's forgotten the taste of love, but would a forced marriage with benevolent love be able to cure a lifetime of parental deprivation? Is he capable of love anymore? Is there a way for a lifeless soul in a shell to live and breath again? سکھ نہ دے سکے غم بھی نہ دیتے تو اچھا تھا ہم خوش فہمی کو جنم بھی نہ دیتے تو اچھا تھا

[sstehreer]

Currently on the journey of trying to write a novel... Again, trying. I’m mostly on wattpad for now! But i hope to one day publish. The novel I am currently writing is a whimsical romance between two Pakistani characters. Yes... Pakistani, well one is a Pakistani-American (same-same, I know). It takes place in the evergreen sleepy city of Islamabad. Many may not associate Islamabad as being sleepy, indeed it is, it’s a bustling city with plenty of sights and sounds. But to me it has always been a serene, peaceful city, hence, sleepy.  The story revolves around star-crossed lovers (yes I know, cliche, but I can’t help it). There’s contracts, ruthless business deals, a past that lurks in the corner, a man adamant in his ways, a woman who finds the best in life even when she’s in the dumps. The villain is ruthless, and there’s a whole cast of characters to enjoy.  Currently, it’s a work in progress (Yes boo me, I promise you the world and deliver using pebbles). But it’s a work in progress because life has this audacious quality of getting in the way. I plan on finishing it soon, hopefully this month. So if my shouts in the void, which is the vastness of the Internet, if they are ever heard by anyone interested please do give it a read. If for some reason you can’t access Wattpad (yes, Pakistan I know, grr), then check it out on Inkitt by clicking here. 

[desimovies-biz]

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