Note: The idea of this story is not originally mine. One of my readers, who wants to be identified only as "The Knight" sent me this idea, asking me to write it. It seemed interesting, but I don't know chess too well. So I replied, saying I would write the rest of the story if he could fill in the chess parts. We worked on it back and forth for a couple of w...
(All the characters in this story are aged 18 or more) PRESENT : A telegram was waiting for him when he reached home. He was urgently called back to College as the College semi-annual test was starting next day. He had no time to see Thakur Mangal Sinh, father of Fulava. He called in his buddy Chandrakant. After making him take the oath of secrecy he left...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. * Chapter One: A Rude Awakening I hated not knowing how I'd gotten someplace, but that'...
I need only look around my room to set the sadness burning in my chest once more. The walls of my chambers are bare, and the closet stands open and devoid of clothing. Everything I own is neatly packed away somewhere in the house, in preparation of tomorrow's journey. The only remaining articles are the bedclothes and the gown I am to wear in the morning. It...
When Makayla Brown and Diana Van Buren got into the latter's SUV to go to meet Keshaun Hill at the hotel room he had booked, they were both consumed with an overwhelming sense of pure lust in anticipating of what was about to transpire. Their clothing, which Makayla had dubbed their 'ready to fuck' outfit, certainly augmented their sexual arousal. Diana wore...
Step by Step Submission This is a continuation of Model Wife to Mleccha, and readers would benefit from having read that. It is a complete story on its own. Please be respectful in the comments or I will disable them. My name is Jan Thomas, I was once the model of the good wife, but since meeting Vivek, I was on a journey to become a good Mleccha instead....
We were wandering around Amish country when we decided we needed a break and something to eat. We found a great pub in a small town and headed in. There was no parking so my husband dropped me off and went to find a place to park. I sat at a comfy small table in the barroom, easing into the soft couch and facing the bar. The place was packed in the middle...
When I wake, I am confused. This doesn't feel like my bed. My body is sore and when I shift my legs slightly a spasm of pain rushes through me from my womb. My skin is chilled and feels odd, but I can't yet place my discomfort. It doesn't take me long to figure it out though. Why the fuck am I naked? My vision is blurred and my eyes feel itchy and painfully...
Stacey's wedding day was spectacular. There was a lot of last-minute running around to sort out the final details but in the end, it was one of the most amazing events I'd ever been to in my whole life. She and Alan had managed to book a beautiful wine farm just outside the city as their venue. They'd had to pay a ridiculous amount for it but when I got th...
Catherine's eyes eased open, and she squinted blearily at her surroundings, which were still sparkling in all their splendor. Her body wasn't quite as sore as it was before, but her head ached a bit from the wine, and her back was a bit off from laying on the hard rock floor the night prior. And she was ravenous. Suddenly, she blinked. The surface she was la...