DCP Ruchira. Next day the papers' headlines were screaming" Gang Don grotesquely injured by mysterious assassin!?" "Two gang henchmen injured at Mumbai suburb swimming pool under mysterious circumstances!" Rumours swirled around: the grapevine buzzed asto which exact gang was targeting which other gang members and Dons. I received a phone call" This is Ruch...
She was lying on the bed near her snoring husband. After some frantic fucking he had fallen asleep as usual without caring for her. She came from an Indian village and accepted this as being sex. She had never experienced the sensation called an orgasm. Nowadays she was obsessed with thinking about sterility and it was the main point to ponder over tonight....
Asha was newly married to Rajesh Sinha, a young businessman, who had his own auto-parts making factory in the outskirts of Delhi. They lived in a big bungalow with Rajesh's parents. They had just returned from their honeymoon. Asha a voluptuous women had been a virgin before marriage, although she had indulged in heavy petting with a few boys and her house s...
We were up at first light and getting ready for the trip home. I was starting to get a little fed up with the way my women were fussing over me, and treating me like I was an invalid. I could take just so much! Finally I went outside, to see about getting things ready to move. That's when the shit really hit the fan. They all came over and started raising he...
I grew up in the outskirts on a medium sized city in the UK. We weren't poor or rich, just a solidly middle class English family. Education was really important to my parents and my sister and I both went to a local Grammar school (what would be called a magnet school in the US). One of my sister's friends was a beautiful Indian girl called Preeya. She had a...
Meet Father James Nyondo, a thirty-something black man living in the town of Kibuli, not far from the City of Kampala, Uganda. In this small African country where priests and preachers from Europe have spent generations converting the locals to Christianity, becoming a priest or a preacher is a sign of high status. Father James Nyondo loves being a Catholic...
I'm a divorced white guy in my forties, but I had always had a thing about Indian and Pakistani women, or for that matter almost any woman with long dark hair and dark brown eyes. Living in a large city with a large immigrant population meant plenty of opportunity to look at them, some of them fairly westernized and integrated, working in regular jobs, but m...
Author's note: As requested, here is a cast of the characters of the story, at least through the soiree at Indian House. I don't perceive any additional characters (at least not any significant ones) being added afterwards. Also, even though the father of the character Deedra Helmholtz was a very real mathematician, to the best of my knowledge, he never had...
Oh death, why has thou forsaken me? My name is Anthony Dhaliwal Adewale, and I want to die. The problem is that I can't. And that, my friends, is a problem. Anyone looking at me would see a six-foot-one, lean and athletic young biracial man with light brown skin, light brown eyes and curly black hair. I was born in the City of Imphal, in the Manipur State of...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note: A guinea at the time of this story was a gold coin worth...