As Darla lay there on the muddy ground, the aftereffects of her climax soon waned. However, as the sun beat down upon Darla's white body, she closed her eyes for several minutes, until suddenly she heard a rustling coming from the bush. Suddenly, as she sensed the presence of another, the sun above her was blocked out, as Darla opened her eyes and then looke...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. * I had woken up alone. Darby evidently had an early business meeting. Fitz had brought me breakfast and then screwed me rather nicely. He said Darby had given him th...
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. * My buttons shot across the room next as Vanya Chopra tore my shirt from my body and then pushed me back so that she could...
Chapter 01 The story of an immigrant from India By Dan57 and Ari Her name was Nikki ; she was 49. She was born and brought up in India, but had been living in the USA for almost 25 yrs at that moment. She had been raised on the typical old school east world teachings where women are always extremely conservative. She was married to Prakash who was sevent...
The beautiful young woman was on her way, in a coach and under military escort, across the eastern Colorado plains to the side of her elderly husband, the commander of Fort Hayden in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. They were only a short distance from their destination when the small tribe of renegade Indians attacked them. There was little hope the c...
As the Ford Fairline pulled up at the curb, Ronald gazed out and studied the house. A two-story Victorian which was built in the 1930's, it was painted all-white, with a well-kept lawn. Seeming to stare right back at him, the old Victorian was positioned in the middle of a long block. The community was poor, working class, and right in the heart of West Oakl...
Lynn awoke stretching broadly yawning with clinched fist. She bumped the dream catcher that still lay on the bed next to her. The TV was on that she had fell asleep watching. Laying there a moment to collect her thoughts she pulled the covers off of her in ready to roll out of the bed. When her feet hit the floor she sat there and wiped her eyes and face lo...
I was just beginning to wake up when I heard the door to my room open and someone entered. I was laying cross-wise on my bed with my legs dangling over the side of the bed. As a result, my legs were open and my sex was exposed. I kept my eyes shut and waited to see what this someone was going to do. Then I woke with a jolt! Something very cold was being rubb...
Two months later, Leena was back at Shandrakor. Kira had finally decided to start the mountain resort project there. Leena had been the head of the exploration team that had cleared the site and the access road. She had also been the sex toy of the group of Dalits that had done the job, the slut for twenty bulky and sweaty workers. She had volunteered immedi...
After Peter had publicly announced his home staff that his wife Leena was a submissive and that the Indian girl most of them had enjoyed so often was their mistress wearing just a skin pigment, the atmosphere had dramatically changed. The previous austere formality had vanished. Leena was now considered basically as just another staff member, a maid especial...