This story had been staged in plains of Punjab, India, (now in Pakistan)in around 1800 AD. So, this story is a little bit diffrent from what we read normally, I am sure that you would be very happy to go through, and enjoy, dear readers of sex stories from India. Gambhir Singh was a leading General in the Army of Maharaja (King) Manjit Singh. During the bat...
Crowd, noise, dust and exhausted gas. After the silence and the clean air of the mountains and the hills, Kabul looked like a dirty, messy metropolis, and the medic, Katya and Yury were stunned, especially after a day of walking without eating. Ahmad had been generous, letting them go, even with no food. Nobody had any doubt, about it. And nobody had complai...
After the wedding things returned to their previous routine, mostly. Carl went to his classes at the college. Mina went to translate for Lauren. After his classes Carl would visit Lauren at her compound, or alternatively Lauren would come to Carl's. The day after the wedding Carl went to visit Lauren for lunch at her place. They didn't talk about the weddi...
This chapter officially closes out the story and sexual odyssey of two soldiers in Afghanistan. Thank you for reading and for the valuable feedback. Enjoy the finale! ***** As we both stood there completely naked and covered in dust with sweat glistening off our bodies, my eyes again fixated on the hairy mound between her legs. "Now, I'm going to fuck yo...
"Hmm, come on, Mr. D, we both know you love this ass," Madeena Wardak said coyly, and the curvaceous young Afghan Muslim woman smiled and bent over, outwardly sticking her bum. For most of her life, Madeena hated her curvy body, her surplus flesh, and yearned to be like those tall, slender girls in the covers of magazines like Elle and Cosmo. This sad state...
I am a beautiful woman. My hair is the color of sleek gold, my face is reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe, my body a collection of long luscious curves like some modish ergonomic furniture design. I have to dress cautiously or I stop traffic. But I’m not just a pretty face. I have a master’s in English Literature and I am studying for my doctorate. I am an only...
This is nothing more than fantasy fiction that I have created in my mind and is for your reading pleasure, hopefully. If this story resembles you or someone you know it is one hell of a coincidence. So either read on or not, your choice. If you leave comments, please be kind, as I am trying. This story cannot be duplicated in any way, without written permiss...
Chapter Four It was a cold snowy night and the couple had just made it to the cabin in the mountains before the snow began to fall. The snow glistened over the fields and trees. It had been a long trip but one the two had been looking forward to. The first thing they did was gather firewood and start a fire in the fireplace. They had stocked up on plenty...
I pulled the Kenworth into the driveway, drove it into its spot next to the house, and shut down the big Cat diesel. After checking everything out inside the cab, I grabbed my bag from the sleeper, opened the door, and stepped out into the chill Alaskan evening. I had just completed a three-day run to Kenai and back; I was tired and smelled of diesel, cigars...
Damn it, he snores loudly. Aymie rolled onto her side and glared daggers at Derek, who snoozed away beside her after their afternoon of fucking. They'd done every position they knew at least twice, and she'd gotten off half a dozen times. Derek himself managed to climax twice throughout their trist...but Aymie still wanted more. She always seemed to want m...