The speed with which the clouds gathered and the skies opened up took me by surprise. I was on my scooter, driving back from a work-related assignment in a village about 100 km outside of Delhi. Usually, I'd take the car for such a distance, but it refused to start in the morning. I expected to return before sunset, but the assignment had taken longer than e...
NOTE: This text might be better enjoyed if you have an understanding of Brahminical liturgy, Hindu texts and classical Sanskrit literature. However, this is not mandatory as long as you can make the connect between the contradictions in the two narratives. I have added references in the footnotes to guide you. ***** The morning sun is still a balmy orange....
My wife Vijaya and I have been married for 15 years and are both in our early forties. Recently we decided that Vijaya should have a professional photographer take some erotic photos so that when we get older we'll have memories of just how great her body was. We found a photographer, Asif, through a referral, and we agreed to let him do the shoot. Asif had...
I'll never forget the first time I had sex. I was nineteen years old and had just graduated from high school. Being young and probably a little bit naïve, it seemed that the whole world was opened up to me. Soon I would be going away to college, getting a good job, and doing whatever it is that a "typical" young person does in America. I really don't know....
Quickies, truly they make the world go round. I mean, without quick sexual release, we'd be a crazier world than we already are. Take me for example. You would never guess it to look at me but I basically live for quickies. Who's got time for the lengthy, wild and time-consuming amorous encounters described in trashy romance novels and poorly written erotica...
This story takes a bit to get going. This is called plot. This is a story inspired by old fashioned pulp tales, the kind of fiction, I devoured as a child and still favor. I hope that you enjoy it. ***** Michael Pierce and his brother-in-law, Denton Whitemarsh burst into the constable's office in Calcutta, both were in extreme excitement, but Michael seeme...
The Scholar 2: Embrace Salty air stung my nose. A cold breeze swept my blankets from me, then toyed with my nipples & pubic hair. Slowly, thoughtfully, a voice whispered, "Yes, I would like a taste of this form." When I tried to sit up, wind pushed me down. A man stood over me, surprising me with the contrast of his long, ripply gray hair & his tall, very...
Trilok has gone out for five days and Ajanta was all alone in the house. Ajanta was done with the puja (worship of Hindu god) and she was changing her sari now. She pulled off her pallu (end part of sari covering the upper part of body) and then unhooked her blouse. As she was trying to get rid of the blouse, her boobs were shuddering. Her petticoat was the...
I would like to rethank mikothebaby for her quick and thorough efforts to fix my prose. I've changed things since I got the version back, so all errors are still my responsibility There is no sex in this portion of the story * I opened my eyes Friday morning and there was a very young Indian girl in my bedroom standing there with a tray. "Mrrph hrrm!" "...
This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns of the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club will be found by reading the Indian Sex Club Story series. Ruth lay on the bed. Tears ran down her face. It was 2 hours since Mai had defeated and fucked her (see Chp. 11) and left th...