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What Now, Sir? Ch. 02

by brahmin on Aug 30, 2017
Mature

Yes, I know. I've been the silent partner so far in this escapade. An ex-girlfriend used to call me Mr. T, because she said I was such a tease, so let that be my moniker for now. I'm in my early thirties, an average guy in looks, with perhaps a bit of a baby face, or so some have said. I stay in shape and women generally find me attractive, particularly the...

What Now, Sir? Ch. 01

by brahmin on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Wow! These are some gorgeous plants. They almost look artificial, they are so perfect. Click, click, click, click... Are you sure you don't mind me wearing shoes in your house? Your hardwood floors are very nice and some people are very particular about these things. No? Ok... I actually just bought these pumps. I have to tell you, my daughter gave me gri...

Mr. T and the Red Headed Slut

by brahmin on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

So, you like?" "Yes, Marsha. I like very much. But of course, the question is, whether I will like what's underneath just as much." "Hmmm. Check it out, baby." The sexy, plump, older woman walked toward him, stopping within two feet. His eyes were drawn to the deep cleavage in the front of her dress. "Damn," he thought, "another one of her trick brassiere...

The Nurse Next Door Ch. 01

by brahmin on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

I was merely looking for a tranquil, quiet life in the suburbs. Just out of a short, though turbulent marriage, I decided against life in a singles ghetto. Instead, I opted for the distraction of a yard and a small house, while I regained my bearings. Some of my neighbors had other ideas. My usual morning workout routine was interrupted by the sound of the...

The Brahmin Girl

by Pussyhacker on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She was my close pal Venkat's little sister. I considered her as my own sister till it happened on a pleasant summer evening. She was Bhavani. I had just returned that morning for my summer vacation to my hometown Chennai. My house is situated in the highly Brahmin neighborhood of Mylapore, thou Im not a Brahmin. I took rest nearly the whole day; woke aroun...

Pristine Perversion Pt. 01

by cruelpoet on Jul 4, 2018
BDSM

NOTE: This text might be better enjoyed if you have an understanding of Brahminical liturgy, Hindu texts and classical Sanskrit literature. However, this is not mandatory as long as you can make the connect between the contradictions in the two narratives. I have added references in the footnotes to guide you. ***** The morning sun is still a balmy orange....

Indian Wife and Her College Friend

by yajiv132 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

We're Varun and Shriya, a married couple living in the USA. We're originally from Chennai, India. Shriya is a typical tamil Brahmin girl: very fair and very curvy, with fat in all the right places. Though she comes from a conservative family, she is very modern in her outlook and is dynamite in bed. She has lots of values, and I knew she would never cheat on...

Tradition and Triumph

by Timthe on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

If I went by accepted popular belief, she was impossible to conquer. She was a South Indian Brahmin. Unsurprisingly she was conservative but she was also intelligent, proud, sharp witted and very beautiful. Srila was attractive in a very Indian way, I guess. She was small at five and a half feet but had magnificent boobs and wide, curvy hips with a lovely u...

Welcome to the Commonwealth Ch. 02

by Sexualobster on Feb 7, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Part 1: https://www.literotica.com/s/welcome-to-the-commonwealth-ch-01 --- Desmond tied the brahmin's bridle to a makeshift post as the group made camp for the night. The, now four, mercenaries spent most of the day walking and they were getting tired. Jayce and Desmond began setting up the camp while Zoe and Zarah, the double Z's as Desmond cringe-fully j...

Meritocracy in Buttermilk Falls

by justincbenedict on Dec 25, 2019
BDSM

Learning to take his medicine seemed to be a bear for Ziebert. He tried so hard to hold back his gasps as Brahmin landed the saucepan again and again on his bare buttocks. She'd started Ziebert on hairbrushes and wooden paddles, and then the heel of her Capezios. A metal saucepan seemed to be what a "real man" needed, as she often sarcastically commented...