India 2 Rupees Note Stories

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Udipi Dare

by aurelius1982 on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Note: Udipi is a kind of sub-cuisine of India. In Bombay, udipi restaurants are cheap and ubiquitous, and are known for their prompt delivery. My wife gave me the best birthday gift ever when I was 10,000 miles away from her. And it was a total surprise. For me. For her too, it was partly surprising. Let me explain. I was in Atlanta for a short term pro...

On College

by BrianCaster on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I am writing about my Indian college. I will reveal many truths about the Indian education system by narrating my experience in college. It is in a little town. It is more than a hundred year old arts college. Subjects like Sociology, Psychology, Philosophy, Geography, English, Sanskrit, History, Hindi, and Home Science are taught here. Admission's Process...

The Fifty Rupee Whore

by urbanslut on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Note - This story happens after the story 'When it rains, it pours'. ---------------- I was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath, so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A r...

The Rickshaw Driver's Wife Ch. 03

by spankedboy on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Author's note: This story contains scenes of a cheating wife, adultery, cuckoldry and humiliation. If that's not your cup of chai, go read something else. And remember, while adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece...

On the Road Ch. 01

by urbanslut on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

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...

Lydia Ch. 04

by dan57 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

By Dan57 and Cih Lydia meets Amit's son Amit left in the next afternoon. He had fucked his new sweetheart many times from the early morning to the moment of his departure while he was preparing his wallet. Lydia had helped him as much as she could as it was her day off but she was weeping when he left : he wouldn't return for two weeks, just after Diwali!...

Foggy Night in India

by shiprat on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Preface: When I discovered erotica on the internet over a decade ago, almost all the stories were written by Americans or Europeans. The few Indian stories were a mishmash of hurriedly described fantasies in bad grammar. The only exception was an author named Mary Jorsay Gandmar. The deliciously dirty Hindi pun in the name is indicative of her body of work -...

Humbled by Hindu

by Valleyvixin74 on Sep 23, 2019
Interracial Love

"Heathens, every one of them. Godless heathens!" The governess hissed in protestant fury as their palanquin was born behind the Regiment of Foot in solid British scarlet. The harsh and heavy wool and brass seemed out of place in the opulent heat of Madhya Presh, even as the heavy boots and heavier guns dragged behind the column trampled the traditional freed...

My Search for Him

by BrianCaster on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

After reading many religious books of Indian sages, I have come to the conclusion that a human always tries to find love in worthless worldly things. One goes here and there but never gets satisfaction, therefore one should try to gain it from God who never breaks our heart, never wishes evil about us, or never behaves badly towards us. He is the only perpet...

Good Morning India Ch. 01

by dan57 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

The first adventure of Kira The plane from London had just landed on the airport of Jaipur. Kheyrah was glued to the cabin window. It was the first time she was traveling to India and she had dreamed of it for years. She had been fascinated by India, the beauty of the landscapes, the splendor of the palaces but even more by the glamour of Indian women in th...