There was will and the way opened It was a piercing scream. The spinster lady heard the scream and pricked up her ears. She located it from the apartment next to hers. The tenants had come in only late that evening. She had not met them but the caretaker of the building had told her that they were a newly married Indian couple. In the U.S. Indians are goo...
(This author does not compose stroke stories. This author does recount true-life events in a fictional format.) * Monterey California, 1969. August had turned the perpetually green California hills to a rusty brown. Chugging up the P.G cutoff in my wheezing VW bus, I had just enough money in my pocket for a half a tank of gas and a bottle of wine - staples...
One week later, after having endured a week of intense army and jungle survival training, with several Kukuana nursing aides, all of whom were to be assigned to anyone of the several military medical clinics in and around Kukuanaland, Darla and Shelly packed their bags for Kisangani, where Mombassa had decided to send both of them for the first of their plan...
All characters are adults. Reminder. This tale is noire, and noire is neither kind nor gentle nor uplifting. It's supposed to stun and sting and offend. ***** I got sick as shit one night so they tied my sixty-five year old ass up in a straight jacket and hockey mask, like I was Hannibal fucking Lector, and led me off to the infirmary with an armed escort...
After a nice bath, I was about to finish drying myself and get dressed, the mobile rang, and I knew it was Priya. "Are you ready my Lund..?" "Just about to get my Lund dressed, bitch." I loved to respond to her quest for dirty talks with me. "Good. Come to the back gate; get in to the driving seat of Black Van." "Okay, what is the plan?" "Kavita gotta...
Bonita lived further up the street from me, about five or six houses. She was already there when I moved into the neighborhood two years ago with my wife and five kids. We would exchange cordial greetings and smiles whenever she passed by or we met in the streets. She was a tall, big bosomed, big assed woman of indeterminable age or ethnicity. She was, to my...
Naresh got on to the bus that was going to the small town that he had been posted to. Lakhanpur, a place he had never heard of, was eons away from the urban environment inhabited by him prior to his present course in life. Naresh was going away for the first time from his parents who were in Delhi, a place he had spent a good part of his life in. They had pr...
- The Gift - Liam stood peering into his underwear drawer. The Lacy blue panties lay across the rest of his boxer briefs. A single pair of panties, deliberately folded and placed on top. He didn't know what to think! He had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for work. "I've just washed and folded some laundry for you." He remembered his...
After Mistress had left us for her own apartment, Eve and I settled in for what would be one of many frustrating nights ahead of us. We only worsened our excitement as we kissed on the couch, as it was all we could do. Our chastity prevented any further contact. After achieving only further frustration for ourselves we decided to turn on the TV. That in itse...
To begin, I should introduce myself, my name is Fareeda and I am an Indian woman in my mid 30s and have been married to Kareem, a compassionate and loving man for over 10 years. I've always been considered quite attractive with my light brown skin, long black hair, big dark eyes and sweet smile but most men seem to find my smooth figure with it's full rounde...