After my last adventure in June, I promised that I would write about anything more that happened in my life. Little did I know more things were to happen so soon in my life. Well, not exactly to me though...... Malaika. My baby sister. My heart, my love. My very own little mini-me who followed me everywhere. Always wanted to dress like me, always wanted t...
I am in my second week working for my husband in his precision engineering firm. The company has been struggling to make a profit and one of the reasons I applied to work for my husband was to see whether there was any way of recovering the business. Yesterday he had secured a long-term contract with a sizable European company. I am sure that one of the rea...
She felt it the first time they met. Some sort of a connection, a bond. She couldn't qualify why, but it was there. When she started working with him, it got worse, or should that be better? But it was insane. She was happily married with a teenage son, and he was married himself with a baby girl. But still she couldn't deny the feelings she got when she sa...
Thanks for all the positive feedback on this series. I'm open to suggestions on where to go next but I think it's near time for a finale. * * * * * Later that night, after a very quiet dinner, my daughter, my husband and I sat around the house doing nothing. I don't know if my husband suspected anything, but he was trying to make conversation to break the...
The author gratefully acknowledges all the feedback, comments and suggestions that so many readers sent following Chapter 01. In particular, Jon, who immediately after reading it, cheerfully offered his attractive wife, and added ideas to certain parts of the story. * Late at night, Penny would enjoy making love slowly, she staring into her husband's eyes...
So Glen entered the kitchen through the garage door and as instructed she was on her hands and knees, completely naked. Without removing his leather bomber jacket or army boots, he simply knelt behind her, unzipped and plunged his hard cock into her wet cunt, labial lips already swollen and glistening from the fingering he had ordered her to do before he arr...
So I don't know how it started. I'm blaming the fact it was a hot day. As I walked out of our house with the fifth round of gin and tonics I caught a look of myself in the mirror. I couldn't help thinking 'Fuck, you're hot'. The time at the gym had paid off and framed my natural assets perfectly. My ass was tight. My thighs solid. My stomach flat. My breasts...
Technically, this story is set in Pakistan instead of neighboring India. However, it was written at the same time as the stories in the Forbidden India series and I think it makes a good addition to the overall exotic / forbidden theme. ##### Neglected In Pakistan Melancholy was a good word to describe Anum. The Pakistani woman felt this way often, especi...
I'm Veronica, and I torture my masochistic husband. We've been married for four years. My husband was looking for a relationship where the woman would be in control, which I craved. My husband wanted a tease and denial relationship and I thought that would be fun. I enjoyed helping him pick out a stainless steel chastity cage for him to wear. It took about...
Aine Two quick notes: First, I wrote this from a woman's point of view, and I did my level best to be inside her head. I would especially appreciate feedback from women on this one. Second, this story is dedicated to Aine. I hope this little quickie finds you well, girl. Aine lounged, legs relaxed and deliciously parted, in the comfy hotel room cha...