I'm happy to post my first story in my favorite category, Exhibitionism. I've been waiting for this part of my life. Hopefully, more stories will come in this category. I've always had this urge to show skin. Earlier, when living in cities, I used to wear shorts, miniskirts, short jumpsuits, rompers, strapless tops, halter tops, crop tops etc. They were ve...
By Dan57 from an idea by Dalhia57 Kyrhan rested on the left side of the bed, while Rohini and Jodhaa shared the right side. He had fucked both of them repeatedly. Rohini was quite surprised that the Prince had total control of his body : he was able to ram his cock for hours in a girl's pussy without cumming but he was also able to fill the girl's pussy wh...
Old,they say,is Gold. It is often true, in'deed' It all started when my very dear friend Murthy had a stroke. But, let me start at the very beginning. I am Sekhar, a sixty year old successful professional consultant. Murthy, twelve years my senior and a long retired professor has been my dear friend of over forty years. I and my wife Sumana (58) live in o...
Emma walked out of the hotel into the warmth of the Parisian night. She was looking for a bar, just somewhere to sit and read her novel over a glass of wine or two. But she was also looking for some less innocent fun. She had felt horny all day; only that morning Tom had buggered her over the desk in her office and had left her with an itch in her arsehole a...
Mavis Beacon sauntered into the senior partner's office, closed the door behind her, and perched her well-toned derriere on the top of his desk. "Good morning, Mr. Cornwall." "Good morning, Ms. Beacon, and how is my office manager this day besides the usual gorgeous and delectable?" "Quite fine, Mr. Cornwall. Thank-you for asking. I think you ought to kno...
I was in a meeting with Dick Stewart, the Foreign Secretary, and a number of our policy advisors when I heard the news. Mary Walsh, the Foreign Office's Chief Media Officer, tapped on the door and poked her head round it. "Sorry to interrupt folks, but I thought you'd want to know this as soon as possible. The wires are reporting that Nusrat Mohammed's been...
"What should I wear?" Megha thought to herself then yelled across the hall to her roommate. "I can't decide what to wear?" "How naughty do you want to be tonight?" Naina replied form her room. "Typical!" Megha smiled to herself. Naina was always more outspoken than she had ever been, and that's what Megha loved about her roommate. The two had been friends...
The restaurant was inauspiciously named 'Desi Delights'. Ironic. The sign out front was garish; the menu was laminated and the carpet was stained. Kyle had a difficult time getting any of his co-workers to go based on looks alone. The trick was to simply get them through the door. Because the smells inside were out of this world. Name an adjective for good...
24 May 2019 21:55 Rohan was young man, son of a wealthy industrialist in Maharashtra, in the final year of his MBA. Quiet good looking he was a guy of great ability and qualities. His dad had no doubt that he would one day take his business to unimaginable heights. Rohan had already proved himself, as many of the times he used to assist his father in manag...
Stardust: Indian wife and Black Adonis Author's note: The following story is a pure work of fiction, all characters and events in the tale are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by external stimuli. In the case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this...