Aishwarya gave me a seductive smile and turned around, giving me a good look at her fleshy back, her wide hips and thick, wide ass. She was the very essence of a beautiful curvy woman, still at the peak of her beauty. Her back had slightly fleshy folds that were made prominent by the bra clasp; "Aishu, you've grown more desirable with age! You look incredi...
I am sorry for the lateness of this chapter. Unfortunately, I couldn't get time to write the story. The next few chapters may take time too, but I will try to get them in as soon as possible. This chapter is a bit smaller than the others. I am currently editing the next chapter and hope to get it out soon. I want to thank the people who enjoy story so far, a...
Entering the locker room Molly Indrabooty scanned about looking for Coach Mary Macy. Reaching her office the door was closed so she took the initiative to knock. After a few minutes Mary Macy opens her door to see Molly standing there in all of her glory. The young Hindi beauty merely looked up at Mary with her big brown eyes awaiting a reply. "Get in here...
Chapter 7: The Morning After Slowly Monee woke up in the dim light of early morning, she stirred and then in the dim light she saw me holding her tightly in my arms and sound asleep quietly. She petted my cheeks lovingly and look down, seeing that my cock still buried in her. Blushed, she slowly get off me and making a loud popping sound when my bulbous c...
"Hmm, I feel good," Dina Dhavalikar said, and she sighed happily while in the arms of her lover, Ismail Woldense. Tenderly, Dina stroked Ismail's face, and gazed adoringly at her lover. Over the past few months, Ismail had become quite dear to Dina, who surprised herself and many other people by falling in love with him. Nowadays, they live together in a one...
Special Thanks to Katy Reznicek. She edits most of my stories and I love the way she edits. It never alters the essence of the story which is so important. ***** It was early morning one weekend. I walked out of my room to find my communist dad in the midst of a heated discussion with Dr. Sharma, his apolitical friend and a renowned psychiatrist in the cit...
Hello everyone. This is Rajni writing once more for you all. Thank you for all the lovely comments and wonderful feedback. People have suggested me not to use Hindi language as people from all over the world read these stories. So I will try and translate as much as possible. ***** So for new readers, let me introduce myself. I am a 29 year old Marwadi hou...
"Ishaq, I'm not a submissive little plaything like some of the ladies of your Muslim faith, no offense, I'm a Sikh woman and my people have had gender equality long before it became fashionable," Jagdeep replied, and I saw a look of raw intensity in her liquid chocolate eyes. I smiled at her and forced myself to be calm. I hate it when people confuse Arab cu...
For almost a year after we got married, my wife and I lived in my Uncle's apartment. He used it only when he visited Sri Lanka during his vacations, but due to his ill health he didn't plan on traveling on doctor's orders. So, my cousins arranged for us to live there until we settled into a place of our own. The apartment, which was on the 5th floor of a 6-s...
The Sahara Desert - 3723 C.E. The hazy spectre of a camel caravan could be glimpsed far in the distance through the haze that shimmered in the intense heat. The sparse vegetation on the gravel and sand was scrubby and succulent. There were few places on Earth as remote as this. And that, of course, was what attracted Vikram, Rao, Sandhya and Dorothy to th...