Adi and Ajay dashed towards the community building of The Colony after they had prepped Priya. They reached the building in a minute and went straight to the terrace. They saw that the stage was almost ready. Also, not many of the colony residents had arrived. The men got ready for their work. At today's party, the Chef, Adi, had created Italian cuisines, w...
Author's note: This is the last episode of this series. I have decided to end it here & move on. I am grateful for the encouragement I have received from my readers. *** Mumbai's long, hot & humid summer continued to unfold lazily, making everyone sweaty & enervated, eagerly waiting for the rains to come. Savita's hubby Kantibhai was off...
Note: This is a work of fiction. I've taken my inspiration from my favorite author who weaved true events in history with fiction, to create this story. Please treat it as a work of fiction featuring my favorite actresses and nothing more. ------------------------------- The year was 1994. I was called in by David Dhawan to his office in the Bandra area of...
Suddenly finding myself in the precarious situation known as "unemployed", I decided that a change was needed in my life. I bought several books that are intended to help people "find" themselves based on their interests, talents, and skills. I took several aptitude tests and assessments and they showed that I had a talent for writing and editing. I knew tha...
Chapter 1 I felt her sit on the bed. Feigning sleep I remained still on my side facing away from her towards the balcony. It had been another almost unbearably hot night and I slept naked under the fan still whirring above us. It was cooler now but within an hour the sun would begin to heat the top floor of my split level apartment. Minutes passed and I fe...
"So, this guy just kept on calling me, insisting that the number he was calling was the number this girl at a bar gave him," Andrea was saying. She rolled her eyes. "What a lame line. I finally got Greg to pretend to be the angry boyfriend. That stopped him from calling." "What a fucking nutcase," I said. "How hard is it to find a decent cute guy in this fu...
Chapter 06 -- Day 1 of Slavery to 5 Indian Dommes | 3 years earlier | I woke an hour earlier than usual that day because a stray metallic thread from the brand new anklet on my left ankle snagged on my bedsheet as I rolled in bed. The unusual pull on my ankle was enough to bring me groggily awake. Of course, sleep was impossible after that -- Sundar was ex...
All characters and names in this story are purely fictitious. Any resemblances are purely coincidental. The story itself is a work of fiction. * Raj and Suma have been happily married for fifteen years. Raj is thirty nine and Suma is three years younger. They have a ten year old daughter named Sudha. Raj is an electrical contractor who is self employed an...
Clap ... Clap ... Clap-Clap-Clap Clap ... Clap ... Clap-Clap-Clap The characteristic clapping sound that heralds the arrival of the hijras rent the air as dawn was breaking on Navami - the ninth day of the bright fortnight, and effectively the last day of Durga puja. Hijras are a community of third genders - not eunuchs, not transgenders, not homosexuals,...
Priya's Story: Journey from a Shy Girl to a Slutwife (PART 4) (A Novel by her Husband) A Note for the Readers: This is a story about the evolution of a shy, traditional girl from North India into a sexy, outgoing hot-wife. I draw the inspiration from my very sexy wife Priya, who is the protagonist in this story. It is a long story, to be posted in many par...