Those who have seen Baghban would definitely be thinking, "How the hell did Hema Malini look so fucking young? Was it a facelift? Was it cosmetic surgery? Damn, what is her fountain of youth?" Just look at her. Her face is wrinkle-less, lips as lusciuosly red as ripened strawberries, teeth even and white, the neck is smooth, her big breasts are nice and fir...
I was at this fraternity party. Usually I don't go to these things; too much trouble, too many drunk guys, too many lost memories and way too many hangovers. Sophomore year, I thought Well, I am going to be here for the next couple years, I might as well go... I hadn't drunken anything alcoholic when I got dragged in to play "Seven Minutes in Heaven." Of cou...
"October 20, 2441" The community tutors say it's a good idea to keep a diary. You get to practice writing, and it improves your ability to reflect on life. That's what they say. So I thought I'd give it a try. Since I don't really know where to start, I'll just follow the guidelines. You know, begin with the odd bit of autobiographical stuff, and then just...
Carol Vorderman pulled into the car park of the Yorkshire Television Studios. The journey from the West Country had not been a good one and the unusually hot weather had made her journey even more unbearable. And by god the heat was making her feel horny. Since the break up of her marriage a couple of years before her sex life had plummeted somewhat, not tha...
Copyright November 2008. Andrewxx on Literotica.com. No part of this story may be copied or distributed in any way without the written permission of the author. Bethany, I want you to read this carefully. Very, very carefully. I am talking to you and I need your full attention. I am going to take you on a journey, a path of self discovery leading to your u...
Elizabeth was in the kitchen of her comfortable, middle-class home when the text message came in on her mobile phone. The message was short: 'Walnut Tree - 8pm?' Elizabeth shuddered slightly. She thought for a moment. 'Derek, I will have to pop down to the shop. I think I have left some things there that I will need tomorrow.' Elizabeth was the owner of a...
It's ten minutes past eight when you stride into the lobby of the hotel, an expectant spring in your step. Your heels click on the tiled floor as you walk past the obviously staring concierge and towards the lift. You're feeling sexy, so you look back at him and wink. He blushes, looking away. You press the up button for the lift, and the doors open. Once...
I had often heard the guys talking about feeling girls in the movies, but I had never believed them. That is until one afternoon during my annual holidays at Blackpool. It had been raining all morning, I had read all the papers, and I did not fancy lazing around the boarding house. So I took myself off to see a movie, with the express idea of seeing whether...
The day started at 8 AM. A lovely, long Saturday with nothing for his Mistress to do but tease and play with her pet. No matter where they were, or what they were doing, Cain had known all day that if she checked, he better be erect. And he was. In the movie theater, at the restaurant. Even a few times in the car, when they were alone at a stoplight. So, it...
Cruel, harsh, ethnocentric, petty and vile are all words easily capable of describing Drow society. Two others must always be included though for without them, nothing would differentiate the dark elves from the orc, goblin or any of the other humanoid races. These words are cunning and patience. As a traditionally matriarchal society, the Drow are withdraw...