This adventure of mine is a little after the gangbang I had which I wrote in my story titled 'A Wedding to Remember'. By now, I had gotten a job in public relations firm. The only problem was the pay was moderate and the work was too much. I didn't mind it though as my career was just starting off. But I didn't know the job would get even more interesting as...
(This is a genre I am exploring, part biography, part fiction, some imagination, full pleasure. All characters in this story are above the age of consent . Dedicated to S., my wife, the love of my life who has been gone for 7 years now, whose image comes to mind, as I put these words down. I write because it gives me pleasure. My initial writings drew grea...
They had a fun day of shopping and got back to his place about 6 PM. A smartly-dressed girl was waiting for him at apartment reception as they entered. She came towards them "Hello, Sir." "Hi Parineeti." Vikas replied. She offered him the keys to his Mercedes "The car is all fixed, Sir. It was a very minor thing, nothing to worry about, the garage sai...
A Pack of Tales Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith Thank you so much to Bramblethorn for continuing to support my writing in spite of the many demands on your time. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series will include two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(sto...
I met Devshree during my first year in college. She was a real cracker with humongous tits.. my mouth just went dry the first time I saw those puppies... She flirted with me from the first day and came on to me during one party.. being the horny bastard I am I said yes and We were inseparable for the rest of the year and decided to go on holiday together tha...
"Where is my shirt, Ohh god you have not pressed it," Dilip picked up his crumpled shirt. "At least I washed it," Anita shouted from kitchen. "What am I going to wear, you know today is a very important meeting for me and I need this white shirt," he sounded miserable. "Please iron it yourself, my baby, I am busy preparing the breakfast," Anita spoke. "...
This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's just a fetish. Saying that, I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with people. Everyone involved in the story is of the legal age, 18 years old or older. *** My name is Tr...
Writing this story for an online friend of mine, she would surely love your feedback(s). ***** Part 1: How they met, got into the wedding lock and their life thereafter It all started when Prem saw this very attractive lady in one of the community meetings. The minute he saw her, he decided that he was going to marry her. Though she was two years older th...
My name is Meena and I was born and raised on a farm in a small West UP town, had lot of fun and good time in my childhood and youth, but never crossed the line of propriety, our Family and culture values never allowed us to be anything other than glued to ideals and values, believe it or not, till I got married did not talk to any man other than my father a...
I was always so dreamful about fucking kaya n this was as lustful and awaited for me as I waited for our on-stage concert that day. Our Band had performed in the Goa international music fest and a full-on support from the audience some of who crazily broke security to come hug us had got us enough reasons to booze like anything. The whole of our band went...