This story is part fiction, part real. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the circumstances and surroundings are very much real. As usual, there is some amount of exaggeration and spice added to make it more appealing to the reader. Just like my other stories, please be warned that the story contains very strong cuckoldry ele...
Author's Note: Not much sexual in this chapter, but reading it will help you better understand future chapters. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------- Abha lived a simple life in a small isolated village in Uttar Pradesh, India. She worked for her father tanning leather as an apprentice. This was one of the few menial jobs she was allowed...
Karan Shastri, a man in his early 30s, IT graduate from IIT, with honors and made a big in road in the rising IT industry of India, he worked few years in California with Microsoft and now working as cyber security consultant with Indian Ministry of Defense. He is brilliant, loving, earn well and always lavish and careless about, where money goes. An odd t...
Kumar gazed at me as I lay back on the bed, crushing the flowers so their sweet fragrance filled the air. I was wearing only a pair of black lace panties and I know he was excited by the sight of the sheer black lace against my fair, curvy ass. I raised my hips as he pulled them off, leaving me completely naked and ready for my Raja. I felt completely relaxe...
It was an exciting opportunity, I was moving to San Antonio, Texas on a 2 year secondment for the multinational company I was currently working at. I was born and raised in Delhi and I had not ventured very far. It was always a dream of mine to visit the great United States of America. I was staying in an apartment provided by the company and I tried to set...
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...
After the first incident, Niharika seemed to have gone sex crazy. She seem to crave some sort of sex action all the time. Whenever we went to visit her mother in Neral, as soon as we had passed the toll booth at Vashi, she would star unbuttoning her shirt and unhooking her bra, while sitting in the front seat. She used to keep a small towel on the back seat...
I tried my best to join a sorority--figuring it would be a great way to meet girls--but never got in. Seems they had a problem with my being male. Clearly a case of gender discrimination. But my girlfriend Leigh joined a hoity-toity sorority at the elite Sophie Newcomb College at Tulane. These were all high society girls from rich families. There wasn't an...
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...
This story is a continuation from "Salma's sexual evolution". * The effect Nitin left on Salma was indeed deep and had a profound influence on her sexuality. The cloud of demureness; eventually subsided. The traces of guilt left after the eventful episode; soon disappeared. Her mind became clear but temptation remained whenever she saw Nitin, and in spite...