Indian Bus Stories

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 04

by shanti2010 on Sep 18, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She had come to Chennai to attend a Family function. Her sister Sneha was pregnant and in her ninth month. It had been a tiring journey and she reached late in the night and at her sister's place – all were asleep when she reached, her younger brother had come to the station and he quickly got into bed and fast asleep. But then, it was a hot Chennai night....

Staining the Deck

by Whitetipped on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a warm fall day, and Indian summer type of day, and one of the last days to enjoy being outside and taking advantage of traditional summer activities in the Midwest. I had fallen asleep in my bedroom, a combination of a warm breeze and boring book being the sedative. In addition, I had just returned from a long bike ride, having taken my car to shop,...

The Long Weekend Ch. 36

by beachsf1 on Sep 19, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

The author and Annie are just back from Cape d'Agde with some wonderful experiences that will be included in some future chapters. In the meantime we left off with... * Jr., at the rear of the group, looked back to see his mother, lying in the sun and smearing their amalgam of cum over her body. She does take good care of her skin he thought as she gathere...

Seducing My Massage Therapist

by IloveLife on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm a long-haired Native Indian who in recent years has let himself go. There used to be a time when I practically lived at the gym and you could see me jogging around the park every morning. I stand five foot six with large shoulders and muscular legs from decades of jogging. I have always been proud of my legs. It was always the one asset I relied on to ge...

Life is Good

by ItsMe1949 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Life is good! My name is Patrick. I am sitting in my living room reminiscing. Looking around, I was very happy with this house that I built nine years ago. Nine years ago... I had been divorced for about four years. My girlfriend of the last three and a half years was beauty. Shoulder length naturally blond hair that framed her angelic face. Her most allur...

Earth Day, Sioux Indian Style Ch. 06

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Embarrassed and not wanting his girlfriend to see that he was sexually excited, Freddie sat on the living room chair with his hands folded in his lap to hide his huge erection. Meeting her parents for the first time, this was not only the first time seeing his girlfriend naked but also her parents naked. Not to mention that this was the first time experienci...

Lakshmi and the Hot Tub

by HeyNonnyNonny on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a very long, very boring presentation, one of these corporate things full of buzzwords and signifying nothing. I heard the familiar chair scratching as everyone gradually came back to life in time for the questions at the end of the speech. I sat up straighter myself, glanced at the pompous suit giving the talk, who looked predictably delighted with h...

Dutch Treat

by NotLloydG on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The North Sea it was not. The setting sun flamed the waters in a last burst of color as darkness spread over the gentle surf closer to shore. The lights of the beach hotels and condominium towers flanking her to either side seemed to gather themselves to cast their light onto the increasingly inky waters. A stray breeze shimmered across the pool waters; gent...

Maid Of Honour

by phatnext on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When visitors from Western shores see the domestic help whom almost all Indian households employ, they are in turns, horrified, disgusted, envious, after which a reluctant and inhibiting feeling of taking advantage of someone else's bad times overcomes them. They then tend to treat the ministrations of such "servants" as we call them, as if they were being t...

A Gray Area Ch. 16

by Deity on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Cady sat Indian style on one of the two leather chairs positioned in front of her agent's office door. The receptionist at the desk directly in front of her was peeking up over her half moon, horn-rimmed glasses with mild interest as she pretended to staple papers together. She felt like she was in a movie. No, not even a movie— she was having flashbacks....