The Black Ford Fiesta, screeched to a halt in front of the station, on that sunny Friday. The station was pretty crowded as usual, preparing for the weekend. Adjusting her hair and makeup, Ashwini turned to pick the bag from the backseat. A purse was already hanging on her right shoulder. Manohar shifted the gear to neutral, and waited for his wife to get do...
Author's note: This is my submission for the "On the Job" story event 2020. This story involves an Indian woman and a white man-if that's not the kind of interracial you're into, I encourage you to find a different story. Otherwise, enjoy! *** Brandon cracked open a can of energy drink and took a hesitant first sip. The flavor was "Birthday Cake Bash" and...
Author's Notes: This is a fictional story; any resemblance is just coincidental and uncanny. I would highly recommend reading previous chapters first to understand the characters and plot better. Fair warning: this is a BDSM story involving Female domination, spanking, humiliation, peeing, smoking and other fetishes. If this does not interest you, then pl...
Melody first noticed Rohit Banerjee in her European History class. It was a huge class, mostly for freshmen and sophomores. Melody had wanted to take it during freshman year, but there were too many other classes she wanted (or needed) to take. It covered the major points of European history from the medieval age all the way up through the Vietnam War, and...
What to do with two gorgeous women? I want to thank the readers of my story Living Works of Art not just for your generous ratings of stars, but also for your wonderful comments! I hope you are not disappointed with this sequel, but at least the sale of the ten-million-dollar apartment is included. I tried to write the story so that you do not really have t...
Author's note. This part is a bit heavy on sex and depictions are pretty graphic. You should look elsewhere if you want a slow build up to the point where the people actually have sex. All characters are above eighteen years of age. ++++++++++++++ When I returned from the US I realized that life in the corporate world was not the one for me. With a heavy h...
It had already been two days since their returning from Digha. On their arrival at Kolkata, Pawan Kumar was feeling exhausted and tired because of continuous fucking with two girls. He called the girls, and said, "Hey girls, listen to me. I am exhausted by fucking both of you at Digha. Now, I want to take rest for few days so that I could rejuvenate myself....
It was a sort of homecoming for me. Returning to one's alma mater does qualify for the homecoming feel. To add to the excitement was getting back to the labs and departments that one had spent as a student. It was a sweet surprise when the head of Anatomy Department in the prestigious medical college in Bangalore -- my alma mater - called me and asked if I...
Author's Notes: This is a fictional story; any resemblance is just coincidental and uncanny. I would highly recommend reading previous chapters first to understand the characters and plot better. Fair warning: This is a BDSM story involving Female domination, spanking, humiliation and other fetishes. If this does not interest you, then please find somethi...
This story takes place in Chennai, India. Although it is quite universal. The only thing that might be confusing to non-Indians is the U.P.S. (Uninterrupted Power Supply). Indians who can afford it keep a small battery-powered back-up electrical supply called a UPS. It runs lights and fans for a short time while the power is out. This is my first story. Any...