The whistle of the train chugging along on the track woke up Zeria from her light slumber. The last couple of days had been pulling a strain on her that had her sleeping without even intending to. The train ride started two days prior in New Jersey and was currently in Texas. No sleep and being in a god forsaken cart with an older gentleman across her in the...
Finally! The last of the workmen were gone. Racing up the stairs to slip into her skimpiest thong bikini, Sherry decided there really was nothing like a refreshing dip in the pool to work off the tension of a woman nearly frustrated out of her mind from lusting over all the hot young things who'd been working on renovating her house from almost the crack of...
Consciousness fading in I feel you stirring under me, who knows how long we were laying there, our bodies tangled in the backseat of my car. We both manage to untangle ourselves and sit up, too dazed to look into each others eyes. I zip up my pants and help you find yours, and then slip into the front seat so as to let you have more room to change. After you...
Driving for 8 hours is always a chore, no matter what you are going to do and who you are going to see at the end of the journey, your back always hurts, the sound of the engine almost too much to bear at that point, and no matter how many twists and turns the road throws at you, by the 8 hour mark you are ready to sleep. I finally pull into your driveway, a...
Mareka waited for Sergei in one of the abandoned rooms of the art gallery where his latest exhibition was taking place. He had just arrived that day and texted her albeit via an encrypted message lest Serona find out. All the message said was 'Art Do at Karlson Art Gallery, Pierre Casanova will be there, bring flowers'. Mareka had immediately realised that...
She doesn't protest when Michael pulls the handcuffs out. The last time, she pretended to argue until he convinced her to let him fasten her wrists to the wrought iron headboard before he took her. This time, though, she can only laugh at the wicked twinkle in his eyes as he presses her gently back against the mattress. She lifts her arms over her head wil...
I met Harry out in the motor park one afternoon as I was taking a shortcut from my unit building back to my office. Each company building in the battalion was arranged around a large square and the motor park occupied an area in the center that would have held 3 football fields. It held most of the wheeled vehicles we had in the battalion. I didn't know him...
I remember my days in College at Mumbai. We would have major parties and I would hit on lots of girls and the young female teachers. But there was always one female. One female on seeing whom I always ended up with a big hard-on. The warden's wife who also was teaching in a nearby school as the English Prof. The warden was one hell of a snooty chap who was f...
This is a completely true life experience; no part of this story is fake or exaggerated. My wife Hina and I have been married for 5 years now. We got married fairly young (I was 24, she was 20) and have enjoyed a wonderful sexual relationship throughout. We are settled in the US for the last 3 years. Hina is a very typical Pakistani housewife and comes fro...
We had "met" in an online chat room an age ago; the topic of travel had initially sparked our conversation, which had gradually developed into a deeper connection. Aside from a rare intellectual connection, there was a cheeky chemistry between us. Lately, it was rare for us to go a day without contact -- and, today, it was finally time for us to meet. I la...