The first time I met Joan was the day she started work at the bank. I was young then, 22 years old, full of ambition. It was 1998, South Africa was learning to be a democracy, the apartheid era was confined to the history books along with racial segregation. I am a third generation Indian that was born and raised in Johannesburg. I grew up during the aparthe...
Chapter 8: Sensuality & Submission I half lie, half sit lazily in the sun, leaning against a large cushion on a bench that sits on the porch which looks out to the back yard garden. Holding a book in my hands, I read through the pages and enjoying the world of literature, I have a small round wooden table right before me with an empty tea cup sitting right...
Mike's flight from Bali to Singapore had been uneventful giving him just under two hours to remember the fabulous pussy he had fucked the day before. He could still almost taste her fleshy labia and the way her mouth tasted after she had licked him off. His connecting Air India flight to Bombay was packed with Indians returning from Singapore loaded with sho...
For Yin Yin * * * * * I had been a business trading partner with Anil Damani for over 15 years. He imported product from me to his homeland India. Even though we trade regularly we don't often need to communicate directly. Orders are placed, goods shipped, payment is made; rather simple. So I was surprised when my PA. said he was on the phone. Pleasantrie...
My name is Ajay and I'm a 22 year old Indian guy living in London. I'm a fairly good looking guy (for an Indian guy anyway) with an average body. I'd always been straight my whole life having dated mostly Indian women. But I'd always had a bit of an attraction to men. Something about being dominated by a strong muscular man had always appealed to me. This is...
Anna and I had wanted a bit of holidays for a long time and I thought about going to Venice on the Orient Express. We both love long train journeys, as long as they are comfortable enough to allow us to rest, and I just thought this was a great opportunity to enjoy the journey as much as the destination. For the occasion, I had bought her a new edition of Mu...
In my last submission, I said something that wasn't true... I said that I hadn't indulged in guy sex since those days in the hay loft, and that is mainly true, except for one remarkable exception... When I was in college in the 80s, I had an incredibly funny girlfriend that I'll call Anarkali. Anarkali was from India, though she'd lived most of her life he...
This is a continuation of my story. I hope this story will continue through to completion. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. This story is about Dominance and Submission. If you do not like this topic, please look elsewhere for your reading pleasure. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or matters where you feel I may be of assist...
It was my first year at teaching at Hairrow. It was an all boys institution and I was getting a little tired of the job. Frankly speaking there wasn't enough sex. Most of the students were into studies or games and the evenings were lonely. The guy I was seeing was hardly making any attempt to fuck me and I stopped him from coming to my digs near the school...
The Subcontinent Railway Station Sex Club Chp 1 Meet the Ladies Part 2 The night continues and we see the 14 Indian women in action. The boys arrived back obviously a little affected by the high priced shots of Johnnie Walker Black I had provided them with. All the women had their voting card issued by Ruth to place 3 2 1 on, with each card secretly coded...