Dave took his foot off the pedal and stepped on the brakes lightly, bringing the car to a a halt. We were now right in front of a small "paan" shack on the Bombay-Agra highway somewhere in Northern Maharashtra. It was 3 in the afternoon, and the sun was shining bright. Dave put the car in neutral and looked at me. "You know what I want." he said. I nodded...
I would like to tell my readers that those looking for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded in italics followed immediately with an English translation. Those familiar with Hindi may fi...
"Deepthi, honey, I think you're way overthinking this, but if you really want me to, I can call him up and cancel the dinner. Seriously, it's no big deal either way." I called to my wife through the door to her walk-in closet. "I know, honey... I'm being too much right now, really. Of course he can come for the weekend. He's your friend, after all." My beau...
Chapter 9: A Dagger through Her Heart That night Monee felt her legs wobbling and shaking as she walks around the house and doing the household chores. After I have sucked, licked and probed her to orgasms with my persistent tongue, I managed to fuck her very hard with my raging manhood, fucking her with relentless thrusts. Our bodies were drenched in swe...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. ****...
I am a senior executive in a multinational company and had to go to Mumbai on an official work for about a week. I was staying in a five star hotel near Juhu and after finishing my first day's work I had nothing to do so I decided to kill time by going to the Juhu beach. I was all alone watching and enjoying the sea waves. After about half an hour I saw a w...
Ketan Gupta is 34. Puja Gupta is 30. No kids. Married for five years now. They live in Bangalore while Nikhil and Sumedha Srivastava, the couple with whom they swapped, traveled all the way from Pune. The hook up was arranged via a popular messenger. Certain pictures were exchanged through mail between the men. A webcam conference followed along with a te...
She was my close pal Venkat's little sister. I considered her as my own sister till it happened on a pleasant summer evening. She was Bhavani. I had just returned that morning for my summer vacation to my hometown Chennai. My house is situated in the highly Brahmin neighborhood of Mylapore, thou Im not a Brahmin. I took rest nearly the whole day; woke aroun...
I suppose I should start at the beginning. Of course, I didn't know it what was beginning at all. You see, I am not the sort of person you expect to be making these sorts of movies. Not at all. But then again, it wasn't my choice that I ended up here. I guess you could say it was my nature that lead me here, and that my own education is now under way. This i...
I've always been pretty useful with my hands and before you start with the jokes, yes, I enjoy a good wank like any other guy - who doesn't? (I haven't gone blind, yet; although having to shave my palms once a month is a drag). It's the reason why God gave us opposable thumbs! Anyway, apart from some average d.i.y skills about the house, I also give good mas...