This is one of those fantasies that could never happen, until you least expect it. My wife is the sexiest woman in the world. But even knowing that, she manages to surprise me. It was actually the kind of evening that most guys would dream of anyhow. No kids around and a great dinner with two beautiful women. Lilly and India had become good friends, mostly...
When Karen first talked about 'working with India', I assumed that she meant the country. But then, after the name had come up a couple more times, I realised that, while India was a country, the India that Karen was talking about was a woman. 'An artist,' Karen said. 'An illustrator. Fashion mainly. We worked together at O'Rourke's. I did the words and Ind...
I was saddened, as were his legion of fans around the world, to hear of the death of Dick Francis in February, 2010. As the UK Guardian obituary put it, "he showed a mastery of lean, witty genre prose." From the time my wife introduced me to his work almost forty years ago, I made it a point to acquire every one of his books. I prize my autographed first Ame...
Kira s plane landed at last on Orly airport, in Paris outskirts. The trip had seemed unusually long to her. She was very eager to meet her husband Dan who should be waiting for her at the arrivals exit. She had left for India three months ago. Her Master Kyrhan had her discover some of the major Indian feasts, just to check her mastering of English and Hindi...
My name is Kali and I'm a genetic anomaly, what you would consider to be a mutant. We don't like to be called mutants. We find that term offensive. To us, it's like calling a woman a bitch, addressing a black person by the term nigger or calling a gay person by the term fag. There are lots of others like me out there. Ordinary men and women whom Fate chose t...
India had a look of sexual frenzie, bordering on frustration. It was time for my sweet Lilly and I to bring her some relief. We took our positions on either side of her and sucked her stiff nipples, me on the left and Lilly on the right. Lilly's hand traced its way down her flat stomach, through her silky bush and plunged two fingers into her waiting pussy....
My name is Joe. I'm going to tell you a story. No, not about me, I'm just your "average Joe". But I have a friend who is really something else! His name is Leonard. His friends all call him Leo. Leo & I worked in the oil fields in south Texas. I'm a roustabout while he is a high rigger. I don't have any special talents, but Leo is an artist. Not a painter...
My name is Darshana Parvati Singh. I was born and raised in the City of Bhopal, Capital of the Indian Province of Madhya Pradesh. I've always been different from others ever since I could remember. As a young woman in the Republic of India, I've always had the feeling that my destiny lay elsewhere. My father Raju Singh always encouraged me to pursue my dream...
Aden Settlement, 1835 Greetings my old comrade. No doubt the weather in Russia finds you well this time of year. As you may have correctly surmised by now, I am currently in Asia, so I suppose the next round of this little game of ours can begin in earnest. I'm currently en route to India, via the port of Aden in Southern Arabia. Unfortunately, the pickings...
Ever since they moved into the new neighborhood – Shanti was the cynosure of all eyes – Male eyes. They were in the Bank Office quarters and their immediate neighbor in house # C-3/2 was Mr. Riaz Durrani, the Sr Manager for Personnel and Admin at the Zonal Office and was directly responsible for all the folks working in the Bank. Riaz was a very important...