Cyrus has finally completed his solo North Island journey, filled with adventure and pleasure. Now begins the second part of his journey, where he will join Scott and the group in Christchurch, beginning his apprenticeship. Their agenda is to photograph every bit of the south island, penetrating into the most untouched and exotic parts. The journey starts in...
The first time Arup saw Rasika, he didn't really give her much of a second look. It wasn't because she was not good looking. She had a very pretty face with a white-pink complexion, big black eyes, slightly plump cheeks, and a sharp pointed nose that betrayed her Kashmiri genes. But she was dressed very simply, in a loose knee-length kurta and jeans with a c...
Andrea and Richard - A Saga Authors note: Any sexual congress described in this story is between consenting adults who are older than eighteen. CHAPTER 1 - RICHARD The first drops splattered my goggles; the rain that had been threatening all day had ceased being a threat and was now to become reality. It was one of those typical English summer days with...
Manasi remembered how Pawan Kumar had started for Railway station amidst heavy rain in the afternoon for his journey to Visakhapatnam. When she went to bed, it was raining. It had still been raining when she woke up the next morning. The rain bore down mercilessly upon the heart of the city, pounding on the rooftops and turning the streets of the area into m...
Irina sat sobbing, her face buried in her hands. Sitting across the room I just stared at her, too stunned to feel the anger and grief I knew would be coming. I was vaguely aware of tears on my cheeks, as I gazed past her out the window to the beautiful sight of the sun sliding down into the Pacific. It was a spectacular sunset that couldn't have meant any...
By Sirdave64. Copyright retained by the author for all purposes. * 'The kids are asleep...finally,' I added an exaggerated groan to the final word as I trudged up the stairs. "Mid Week Mayhem" I had nicknamed Wednesday night's ritual of putting the kids to sleep. For some reason it was the most difficult night to get them down and it had become my night "...
I'm the guy in the background most of the time. I'm nothing special. That's not to say I'm not valuable. I'm not dumb. I'm a problem solver. I've got talents too. I paint. I cook. I ski. I climb mountains. I grow my own roses and vegetables. And I play guitar. But I never sold my paintings. I paint for my own relaxation. I only cook for myself at home, but...
Jemina Mena was sitting in Dr. Brock U.R. Pym's waiting room, shaking and fidgeting. Had her luck finally run out? Had she fucked one john too many? Had she caught an STD? She was always cautious, always particular about her clients using condoms (though she hated the feel of them, separating her vaginal walls from all that luscious cock), so she should have...
It took us 41 hours in total to drive the 2,000 miles from Iowa to Mary's parent's house in Oregon. We only stopped for gas, driver change, washroom breaks, sometimes food and two construction traffic backups. We had left at 4 AM on a Wednesday and arrived Thursday at 9 PM. Mary gave her parents a call about an hour away and George and Jan were waiting at th...
This is part 3 of this story. Please read parts 1 and 2 before proceeding, to get to know the characters better. ****************** Summary: Rakesh, the buff, low class, so called 'dumb' boy from the poor part of town, has seduced the high class, super smart, sexy Surma. But Surma's best friend Deotima is jealous and insults Rakesh nonstop, upsetting Surma...