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. I lay back on the bed and thought of the happenings of the past few weeks while the Subcontinent Railway Sex Club premises cl...
Thanks to Leila and Steve Ciao for taking pains to edit my story. ***** "Aaahhhhhhhh...aahhh... faster... faster." The ancestral house of Balwant Thakur, the sarpanch(Sheriff) of the village, was empty, but there were sounds coming from the storeroom. Anupriya's naked ass was on one of the wheat sacks. Her legs were locked onto the thighs of Dhondu who...
Thanks to all the authors, old and new, who have stepped up their storytelling during the Wuhan, China Covid-19 outbreak. Thanks to Vickitvohio for editing this story and fixing my many mistakes and allowing me to submit a much more enjoyable story. Most of all, thanks to the anonymous Literotica member who has sent several feedback emails. Over the last t...
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...
Crump, crump, crump. The sound of the snow underfoot is oddly comforting. It is over 50 years since I heard the sound regularly as a child and youth in England. Since arriving in Australia, it has been a very rare sound indeed. But it always brings back the memories of freezing fingers and toes, yet laughter and gaiety as snowballs were thrown and toboggans...
Author's note: I have spent the past several months writing a story about true love, marriage, life, death, art, history, and the meaning of life. This isn't that story. This is just a fun little flash story that I wrote on a whim. Consider this to be an appetizer before the True Legends of Loving Wives (plus one) serve the main courses on St. Patty's Day....
"It's time for SEXY SITUATIONS!" The announcer's declaration caused the studio audience to give a wild cheer. The neon lights grew brilliant while the digital screens illuminated the stage with various colors. Five contestants appeared on stage and sat on five black stools as they waited for the arrival of the game's host. The announcer proclaimed, "And he...
CHAPTER TWO: THE GAME MOVES ON It was now Dave's turn to try his luck beating Sally. They both got up from the booth where we were all sitting and moved to the pool table. A coin was tossed and Sally got to lag first. It was not a very good shot. Dave easily beat her out for the break. He chalked his cue, aimed and sent the cue rolling ball toward the ball...
This is the third chapter of a ten-chapter story. We resume the story from Chapter 2, when Mr. Criens took Sally to a party filled with fancy people. Entertainment was provided by a live band and a hypnotist, and one of the women, Susan, was hypnotized into performing sexual favors for any man holding the right kind of playing card. ******* I watched Suza...
A two day drive to Los Angeles and the road just seem to get longer and longer. She had been driving across the Mojave Desert and came to the first place that offered a cold drink. A rustic old service station on the side of the road. A soda machine was in plain view, like an oasis. "Hi." Lynn addressed the elderly Indian lady sitting outside by a table of...