Hindu Teacher Crossword Clue Stories

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Lassoed by Truth

by Valleyvixin74 on Jan 21, 2020
Interracial Love

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...

Model Wife to Mleccha

by Valleyvixin74 on Mar 2, 2020
Interracial Love

It began innocently enough. It had to, or I would have been able to stop it. Now honestly I don't have any ability to stop, nor even imagine wanting to. A little about me. My name is Jan Thomas, I am a high school History teacher in the mountains of Western Canada. I was not the first woman in my family to serve as a soldier, the world wars saw my Great Aun...

Model Wife to Mleccha Ch. 03

by Valleyvixin74 on Apr 14, 2020
Interracial Love

Property or Person? How did it come to this? My name is Jan Thomas, I am the very image of the perfect suburban wife and mother. I am just that, a wife of twenty plus years, mother of three beautiful university student daughters, high school teacher, Girl Guide leader, church volunteer. Oh, and desperate mleccha slut for my Hindu god Vivek. It should not be...

Model Wife to Mleccha Ch. 02

by Valleyvixin74 on Mar 9, 2020
Interracial Love

Step by Step Submission This is a continuation of Model Wife to Mleccha, and readers would benefit from having read that. It is a complete story on its own. Please be respectful in the comments or I will disable them. My name is Jan Thomas, I was once the model of the good wife, but since meeting Vivek, I was on a journey to become a good Mleccha instead....

Frozen Emotions Ch. 01

by steamoil on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The fresh sea air and isolation of their holiday place, a converted farm barn, was balm to their souls. It was ideal relaxation in their busy lives. They got up late, he making tea for them to have in bed. After a lazy breakfast, he would drive to fetch the paper for her from the local town. They then sat outside in the glorious summer weather enjoying the...

Anal Sex Ain't No Laughing Matter

by SusanJillParker on Sep 19, 2017
Anal

Please give me the support of you vote. * A woman who opposes having anal sex, has a secret, anal sex agenda Other than in the realm of comedy, comedians, and comediennes, anal sex ain't no joke. To many, anal penetration is as series as vagina penetration. A serious matter, one that takes a lot of self-reflection prior anticipation for the woman to prope...

Rivalry in Indian Dorm Life

by cowboy109 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

My name is Babbita. I am not the subject of observation. However, I have become part of it. I have gone native so to speak. So you must know me. My inclination has first manifested itself at age seven. I was hiding under a corner bench of a banquet. The grown ups minded their own wedding celebration business and did not pay attention to us kids, especially,...

Yatra

by cowboy109 on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

I like profiling people. Especially standing in the long line to check-in at the airport, there is nothing else to do. The terminal is dark and stuffed. There are people, people-fences, benches, luggage, x-ray scanners everywhere. The only interesting thing is to discover the gems of hot people in the masses. The counter for Air India was particularly crowde...

Hers Ch. 01

by Scorpionic on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

He waited nervously, wondering; in the cool crisp air, sat on the park bench clutching a bag which contained the items she had instructed him to bring. A deep sense of anticipation, intrigue, puzzlement and fascination welled in him as he waited for her. Three days had passed and he had followed each of her instructions, precisely. Now he ached to see her; b...

Dakshina

by Teach64 on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

It was the end of the school year. Graduation had been the night before, and students had been coming into class one by one to drop off textbooks and say their goodbyes. It was approaching the end of the day, but there was one last student who had not yet come. She was his favourite student. She finished at the top of her class. She had a drive to learn an...