Indian Bus Stories

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Suman’s Saga Ch. 01

by rohit01 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

It was beautiful evening. Suman was standing in the balcony, facing the road. She was eagerly waiting for her romantic husband Sanjay. They were quite happy in their married life. One year ago, they were strangers but now their life was incomplete without each other. Such is the power of Indian marriage. It was arrange marriage, but they were living like l...

A Demon's Retirement Plan

by Samuelx on Apr 3, 2019
NonHuman

"Moe, you are absolutely useless as an agent," said Lucifer Morningstar, shaking his head in sheer disappointment. Asmodeus stood ramrod straight before the Throne of the Lord of Hell, head bowed and face grim as he took his latest rebuke. I hope he doesn't execute me, Asmodeus thought. Not because he feared death, but because he knew for certain that he wou...

The Power of Love

by giandomenico on Jun 4, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

When I arrived at the mine I had known what was expected of me but I still found the reality frightening to begin with. However, you get used to the life. My name is Carmen. I was born and baptised as Carlos nineteen years before this story begins. As long as I can remember I knew I was a girl. My parents died when I was seven years old and I went to live wi...

Space Captain Victoria Ch. 04

by BiRomance on Jan 14, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's Note: This story contains bisexual male intimacy, romance and sex. I realize this is not everyone's cup of tea, but in my stories any character can end up with another at any time if the mood is right. I've never quite understood why people are so into girl on girl but get so freaked out by a little guy on guy love. I hope you have an open mind for...

Come Quietly

by WickedxSwitch on Mar 11, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm at the movies, by myself, as usual. It's not that I can't find anyone to go with me; it's that most of the time, I don't ask. I like being here alone. I like the dark, and the quiet, and the smell of buttered popcorn und dust, and the soft seats. I like that you have to set your phone to silent; in fact, I luxuriate in turning mine off entirely and kno...

A New York Tale Pt. 04

by neuromancerzero on Apr 9, 2019
Fetish

"Whose turn is it?" Brittany asked. "I think it should technically be all of ours." Nita said, looking at Joanna and Britt. "What if we each go, one at a time and then we can resume from there? I think Britt should go first, I feel like she hasn't gotten in on this much." She finished. "Get naked." She said to me, hiding any pretense of anything. I was qui...

Far Pangaea 43 : Flower Child

by SZENSEI on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Sister?" Sabbath Black skulked about in the darkness. Sight perfect as she made her way through the narrow hallways of the Oil Tanker Velchek. Reaching a large meat locker that was kept sealed from the outside world she palms the massive door. Sensing, probing, awaiting acknowledgment. She knew her sibling was within but it had been weeks since she had com...

Agnes Dourville Ch. 14

by ValoryG on Oct 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

The Gauss family, Anton and Suzy, become an increasingly important part of my young life. Anton and I keep our little (big) secret at work, and no one seems the wiser. We carefully maintain our distance (even though I sneak looks at his fly and buns from time to time) and he grants me no favoritism. After our time in bed (with Suzy away), I return to the dai...

My Friend's Slutty Indian Wife

by Lovecraft88 on Aug 26, 2019
Erotic Couplings

I woke up sweating. My heart was pounding faster than it should've been considering I was sleeping. This was the second night in a row and she came to my dreams both times. We were on the verge of having what I can describe as an intense, drunk and regrettable encounter. Regrettable only because it was Taboo. Taboo only because it was my best friend's wife...

Happy Birthday

by ThatJimGuy on Jul 31, 2019
Erotic Couplings

The coffee is especially good, the much needed caffeine soaking slowly into my addled brain, reviving abused and tortured brains cells, enabling them to function again, and the doom and gloom in the paper especially typical, so I'm focused more on the former than the latter as I sit at the counter at Ernie Steele's on this fine afternoon eve of my birth anni...