Annabelle bustled around the house after her husband left for work; she had never felt so good in months Yesterday with Dave had restored her faith in her self. Her self esteem which had gradually been destroyed by her husband’s indifference and his insults had been given a tremendous boost by Dave’s attention and loving gentle ways. “I hope he wasn’t lyin...
Kerri poured herself another glass of wine. She tilted the bottle up, all the way up until the last red drop fell into her cup. She sighed and took another deep swig, feeling the acid of the cheap wine burning her throat slightly on the way down. She had been sitting in the Pisa airport for nearly 24 hours. The train system, in fact, all travel systems in I...
My name is Ishita. However, I didn't always go by this name -- I was called Ishaan before. I grew up in a middle class Indian family in the suburbs of Delhi. I was very shy and awkward growing up. And girls just scared the hell out of me. I was around 5 feet 5 inches tall and had a slim body. I also had shoulder length hair. I had grown my hair over the hol...
Author's Note: Never done first person before. Second story I've written for the site. Feedback and comments are appreciated to help me improve. Not sure I like first person, will probably go back to third before the next submission. Let me know what you think. Better or worse than my other? Also, feel free to submit topic requests for other stories. The...
Pandora noticed him as soon as he entered the hostel dorm. He was tall, good looking, with dark hair and just enough beard. What she really noticed was the huge bulge in his shorts. She was pretty certain he wasn't hard, but that made it even more remarkable. He noticed where her gaze had stopped, and smiled at her and asked if the bed next to hers was taken...
"Just don't fucking lose it!" I left the room with Bill's admonition ringing in my ears. The recumbent bicycle I was carrying was worth a fortune, not that many would recognise that fact. Just as well really or I would probably have been mugged within seconds of stepping outside onto the London Streets. It was made using the new nano-technology. It weighed...
I got up, and went to take a bath, the hostel had a common bathroom. I met Sonali on the way, she was clad in just a white towel. Her skin was glowing with the water droplets glowing like diamonds in the early morning sunlight. I just kept looking at her, as she walked by. She smiled at the look on my face, as I scanned her body, her wet hair, her silken ski...
Two years ago I’d just gotten out of a relationship with a guy named Tommy. Well, I guess “relationship” is not exactly the most accurate term. I wished it was a relationship, but it was more of a fuck-buddies setup and it was leaving me increasingly unsatisfied. Tommy was a motorcycle riding, commitment-phobic, checkered-past-having walking cliché, but I...
One of the nicest things about living in London's West End is how you can look out of your window at all the glitz and glamour, and feel like you're right in the middle of something big. And if something as big as Kurt's 14-inch cock happens to be pounding in and out of you while you look, then doesn't that just take the biscuit? An over-endowed black Germa...
The new experience on that fort made me eager for more such adventures. But it really was impossible in Bombay living in the hostel. A couple of months later though, I caught what I thought was a break. We had two weeks off to study between the end of classes and the first semester finals. My initial plan was to stay in the hostel and study with my classma...