**Chapter 1. Growing up Oh my where to begin, I imagine it is best to start at the beginning (or as close to it as I can remember). I grew up in a relatively medium sized east coast city living what some may call a normal life with two sisters and both my parents. Growing up I was always into sports and when I entered middle school I had begun to focus on b...
Chapter 1: The End of Slavery It had been two months since Debbie had been sold into sexual slavery with Beth, and she was becoming very depressed. She had thought that she wanted to be a full time sexual slave to a dominant woman. And, she now is serving as a pussy eating, sexual slave to her friend, Beth. And, her best friend, Marion, was also serving sim...
Note - This story happens after the story 'When it rains, it pours'. ---------------- I was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath, so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A r...
It was well past midnight but the party was still raging. The music was blaring and the psychedelic lights flashed. Rachael felt Vinod's hands caressing her buttocks and she in return pressed her body against his. Then there was Vikky who hadn't been able to take his eyes of her deep cleavage the whole while. And all this was happening right in front of her...
No, she is not actually a witch but her look her sexual appearance creates Magic on mind. Hi Friends VMJAY with a new story about a Young Girl. Name: Roma (Fake Name) Stat: 32-26-34 Age: 22 Colour: Fair Body: Lustrous Curves Sexual Status: Still Virgin but had 69 with her Bf So let come on story, she is bold but with ethics and attitude to carry her life...
It was a winter Sunday. As usual my wife Pamela went out for a shopping after lunch. In first three years of our marriage, we used to have very absorbing afternoon coition every Sunday. But with the time, it became a routine. So we lost interest. Now a days I never felt fucking Pam on Sunday afternoon. Neither Pam was interested to get fucked as a matter of...
My husband and I went for a holiday to Himachal Pradesh with another couple, Rahul and Smita. In stead of spending our time at Simla, Kulu, etc, which were very crowded, we decided to visit the interiors of Himachal Pradesh. We hired a vehicle at Manali and set out to visit interesting locations. A local gentleman had given us the route maps and we worked ou...
My name is Swati and I stay at Delhi. I am 24 year old and work for a small software company. I have small body, I am about 5 inch in height and have a figure to die for. In proper clothes, I always get a lot of stares from men. I was looking out for jobs, being a fresher nobody wanted to hire me. I have been trying since around 3 months without any success....
In the master bedroom there is a key hole. If you peek through it you can see my bed, and dressing table. I have been given this special room because I am the special girl from England. And the silly, contradictory thing about India is that although they place such importance on modesty, the toilet doors don't have locks, the bathrooms have spy-holes, the be...
This is the third story in the Delhi Nights series. Though this story can be read separately, reading them in order will add more context. * Traffic was at a near stop. Dust. Heat. Noise. On a motorcycle, within the crush of traffic, Harinder usually found riding the main streets of Delhi frustrating. It's the reason he preferred the motorcycle and left th...