Guru Nanak Stories

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The Camera

by snath on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

In the mid-nineties, on a foggy winter morning I along with my wife arrived at Amritsar. We wanted to visit the Golden Temple and Wagah border gate closing ceremony. I was working in Indian Air Force and was moving on transfer from my place of posting at Srinagar. Before joining in my next place of posting at Air Force station, Bagdogra, we had decided to vi...

Sukh And Steve In Ottawa

by Samuelx on Jan 28, 2020
Romance

Once upon a time, there was a young woman named Sukh who lived in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Such missed her homeland of Punjab State, located in the heart of India. Such lived in a rented room somewhere in the City of Ottawa and worked hard to pay for her rent and groceries. Sukh worked at Tim Horton's and most of the time, she didn't care for the work be...

Neha Kaur of Toronto

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Trevor, you know you love this big beautiful brown ass," Neha Kaur said, as she stood in front of the mirror inside Macy's, and checked out her reflection. The silvery evening gown that she was trying on clung to her curves in fetching ways. Standing five feet ten inches tall, neither fat nor thin but bodacious and curvy where it counted, the brown-skinned...

Mistress Pardeep of Pakistan

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

A while ago, in the beautiful nation of Pakistan, a remarkable young Muslim woman named Salwa Khan made a life-changing discovery about herself. Something she'd been hiding from herself for far too long became obvious to her and she accepted it at last. Fate meant for me to do extreme things and I am finally okay with that, Salwa Khan realized. Salwa was bor...

Jagdeep Kahlon of Punjab

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Having a fascination with Sikh women is a bad habit for a Muslim man, especially one of African descent," cautioned my friend Sanjay Singh, the young Hindu guy I've known since first year at Algonquin College. We were both newcomers to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and started school at the same time. In spite of our different backgrounds, we bonded. I've al...

Pooja and Regis at Massasoit

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

"Dude, I told you before, my name is Pooja Manochahal, not frigging Poo-Poo, and if you poke my nose one more time, I swear will slap the shit out of you," said the diminutive, curvy, raven-haired and brown-skinned young Indian woman, speaking in a measured tone. Fearlessly she looked up at the tall, young Black man who stood before her, a smug smile on his...

Jagdeep and Jalil on OC Transport

by Samuelx on Feb 6, 2018
Interracial Love

In the storied, tropical realm of the Republic of Guyana, a unique society exists, made up mainly of Africans and Indians, both of whom were brought to this part of the world in ages past by European colonists who exploited them. The ancestors of today's Afro-Guyanese were forcibly brought to Guyana from West Africa, and the ancestors of today's Indo-Guyanes...

ShyHairyGrl

by MohanSingh on Jul 10, 2019
Fetish

From my early upbringing I was always taught that true beauty was natural. I was brought up in a Sikh household and my family believed in the teachings of the Guru Nanak. I had turned 18 and all my friends were using make up and hair removal products but my faith taught me to embrace my natural hair. I never cut the hair on my head or anywhere else. I had l...

Anita's Humiliation Continues

by zarror77 on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Me: Please tell me Guru-ji, what is bothering you? Uday: Actually Madam... Guru-ji: I think we should not hide it from Anita. Beti, last to last year there was a mishap during a Maha-yagya in the ashram. Actually it was during this very Ashram Parikrama. Me: What was that? Guru-ji: That lady was from New Delhi and she was very bold. Her name was Bindiya....

Anita's Humiliation Continues 03

by zarror77 on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was so much annoyed and irritated by this low class man's dirty objectives that I did not feel talking to him. His touches were as if still lingering on my body. The way he touched my panty and clenched my ass cheek I was feeling like slapping him. How dare he touch me there I was thinking! Then I realized these people were like that only, they always look...