Author's Notes: I counsel patience to readers who are keen to quickly get to the juicy, "action packed" parts of my story. While I will eventually get there, my main purpose is to tell what I hope is a good story. Conversations that took place in Hindi and are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar...
Sid & Nicky were power couple. Sid was a businessman. Nicky assisted her hubby in his business. She was more then handful for him. Nicky was beautiful. She was an object to be lusted at - too tempting to be left alone. Her husband was aware of the fact that every man wanted and lusted for his lovely wife. She was a true trophy and relished everyone's envy. T...
I don't even remember how he brought up the topic. Here I was, just landed in Bangkok, on a taxi going sight-seeing. I had only about 6 hours in my layover, enough for a small trip around town. The taxi driver, Philip, started off by asking me if I wanted to go to some other attractions - a little farther. Maybe next time, I said. When I come with more tim...
Mother-in-law My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about. She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same building occupied by the family business. There w...
They are here and have always been here; they walk among us. Who are they and why are they here? Myra first met him nearly forty years ago before her blonde hair turned grey. She was so young, so impressionable, and so ripe for his advances. He blew in town driving a shiny red, '68 427 Corvette convertible. He was handsome and tall, 6' 2", maybe. She reme...
I screwed a MILF supervisor on top of some pallets in the back of an 18 wheeler trailer, on the loading dock, the week after I was hired. She was a 43 year old brunette named Sheri, who had a slim and trim body with a nice pair of C cup tits and a pixie hair cut. We screwed a dozen times before I was transferred to maintenance, and a couple of times afterw...
Copyright first edition 2013, 2015 Chapter 3 I'm strapped in tight that my chest could barely lift to take in air. My eyes drew to horizon transforming from blue to a lush spread of green as the hovercraft descended to travel down the street of a mossy treelined town. It looked so like the life in the pictures in my mother's childhood photo album: more hum...
So yes I know a second one took forever, got a little lost in the pile. If you pay attention this one is in a different category than the first, I am going to be an evil bitch about that so there. :p ** I am understandably peeved when I get into work today. I didn't get my black belt, and the only thing different from earning the prior belts is simply, I w...
The sun hadn’t yet arisen when Tracey and Buttercup were woken by Zeta, who was naked like everyone else, slightly podgy with a mass of black curly hair which flowed in ringlets to half-way down her back. She stood at the doorway with a very broad grin looking at the two girls whose only source of warmth through the night had been from each other’s closely e...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* Sydnee Thompson and Angela Gernaud left the trailer at Lot C and walked across the narrow strip of clam shells. The steps in front of the...