While there can be no doubt that what had happened between Swati & I was nothing short of adultery & fornication, it did have a salutary impact on her marriage. Our little affair brought her morally down on the same level as her husband. Satish had awaited Swati's return with some trepidation and was rather pleasantly surprised by her sweet & ple...
Characters Richa Suhel - Richa's husband Suman - Richa's father-in-law Sujata - Richa's mother-in-law The story so far Sujata is a disciplined wife. After Richa's marriage to her son, the two women bond and they go on a shopping trip. When they return late the two are spanked by their husbands naked. Afterwards they swap and the taboo nature turn...
Chapter 01: A Thakur Challenges Her Womanhood The marriage preparations were abruptly stopped. As usual, there was no provocation for it beyond a sharp exchange of words, and egos were bruised on all sides. The boy's father, Thakur Hari Singh, flew into a rage when his plans for the young couple's future were challenged by the girl in front of her father an...
This story is pure fiction. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the surroundings are very real. However, nothing that transpires between them in the story is real; even if it were they would have never admitted it. This a cuckold story. A cuckold is a husband who receives vicarious pleasure from his partner having sex with othe...
My name is Sahebji. I am a commercial artist by profession. I am 6 feet tall, slim and well built. This incident took place while I was still going out with Nisha, the little one. One morning I was discussing my work with a client, when a young woman walked into his cabin with tears running down her cheeks. Alarmed the client asked, 'Kala what is the matte...
Thanks to Rusty once again to edit my story to make it better than I ever intended. He has written a story using the characters from my landlord story. Please check his story here. Also special thanks to bdrew86 for reviewing my story and giving suggestions. Anupriya was waiting impatiently for Balwant ji and the village inspector to leave the house to go...
The street was filled with ankle high water as the rain poured heavily and the drainage system seemed clogged and very slow infront of the heaviness of the rainfall. The road was crowded with vehicles as there was not much space to move around and it all seemed like a mess. People honking at each other and some even cursing out at the weather and traffic. Ta...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
This is a purely imaginary story, set in a Bengali household in India. -------------------------------------------------- My dad had divorced mom seven years ago. The alimony had been decent, not too big, just sufficient. Mom got the flat where we lived in, as part of her alimony, apart from some money which she had invested in a fixed deposit in a bank....
Part 3 ended with these words: Next morning I went to work as usual. At around four in the afternoon Arti called me and said in an agitated voice, 'Randy, come home quickly. Ritu and Nitu are .....'. Worried I asked, 'What has happened to them? Where are they?' 'Please come immediately' Arti repeated. 'Arti! Arti tell me...' but Arti had disconnected...