Beginning of a new series – HEERA and her ways with MEN- chapter 01. Rajesh Nambiar was a real woman monger. In his life of around 45 years, he had fucked more women than one can imagine and his days were so busy and sedate that nights had to be lively and full of booze accompanied with woman flesh. He never gave up on a good fuck and one could not forget...
Who is Sultana? Sultana, born in a Muslim family in one of the most underdeveloped regions in India to an illiterate daily wage worker parents. She was married to an old, rich, sexist man when she was just 18. Her husband used her only sex and he did all weird shit with her. She was always desperate for love, she starts looking for love everywhere until s...
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...
Note: This story is slow build-up and it is about an innocent shy wife crossing boundaries of erotica and taboo each day in her life and how the husband & wife reflect upon these transition and changes in their life. It will get hot as it progresses. ***** Hi, I am Sid, short for Sidharth Sharma, my real name. I am from India. This story is about me...
Sridhar thumbed the large wad of one thousand rupee banknotes with a thin smile. A cool twenty-five thousand and that was not bad at all for a little entertainment by the wife. He folded the notes carefully and stashed them in the secret drawer in his cupboard and locked it. He dropped the key into his trouser pocket and turned around. "One hundred and twent...
I sat down at my usual stool at Kieran's, an Irish style pub in my neighborhood, and I naturally expected to order my usual Harp's or Guinness, from my usual bartender, Kevin Murtaugh, a gruff, but otherwise likeable fellow always willing to lend an ear. That was not what happened, of course, or there wouldn't be a story to tell. At any rate, there I was, wa...
Part 3 The Castle Released from the hospital, I felt strange as I toyed with the hospital wrist band on my carpus (wrist). I thought like a doctor, but up to the point of release I was treated like a patient, a piece of meat, even though the Hospital President held the palmar side (palm) of my hand during the procedure. My sleek light brunette 20 - year ol...
Preface While the title of the story might remind you of the Hindi movie Woh Saat Din, this story's inspiration actually comes from another Hindi movie Road. It certainly is not a rip-off of that movie with liberal dosage of sexual episodes. The movie had a few hints on cuckolding and I wished the Director had spent a little more time on that aspect. Unfort...
Monoj was a smart guy who loves his job as a senior technical staff in a local news channel. He was around 35 years of age, 5'10'' high, well-built and married to a lovely wife and a 5 year old kid. He loves his family very much. His wife, Sima was a nice lady. They got married after dating each other for almost 10 long years. And still after 7 years of thei...
Author's Note: All the characters are fictitious and there is no resemblance to any real event. The story is set in the years between 2001 to 2004, Fifteen years ago from the present India when India was heading towards technological advancement particularly in the field of IT sector. The usage of computer was just stepping in although TV was common to all...