I would like to rethank mikothebaby for her quick and thorough efforts to fix my prose. I've changed things since I got the version back, so all errors are still my responsibility There is no sex in this portion of the story * I opened my eyes Friday morning and there was a very young Indian girl in my bedroom standing there with a tray. "Mrrph hrrm!" "...
It was almost two years since I traveled abroad on Business since the birth of my twins; I was now a senior program manager and there was pressure on me to visit my clients; So I decided to visit a few of my clients in the USA and Europe on a one month trip. My first stop was at Chicago and for this trip, I had taken one of the project managers who worked f...
We are married for more than ten years. We are yet to be blessed with a child. I am Nidhi, a mixed North Indian offspring of a Punjabi father and a Kashmiri mother, I am now in my mid thirties. I have fair complexion, tall, slim and well developed boobs. My hubby Venky, a typical southee, would reach forty in another few months. He is tall and dusky. Of la...
The next morning, I woke up next to Darla and her hand was inches from my face, but only resting on my chest. They say fingernails, not eyes, are the windows to the soul. If that was true, then Darla's soul was pink, shaped like rose petals but without variation to the curve, accented here and there with tiny red hearts painted in an arrangement that create...
Wrote this story right before Christmas, Edited and proofread by my friend, TakeMeDown... ***** It was Christmas time again, and everyone was very joyful at the North Pole. Toys were being made on every table, hot chocolate was brewing and smiles abound. It was a beautiful holiday scene, with the exception of Dear old St. Nick being mysteriously absent....
A cruise for Kira 2 - Kira's adventures ch 8 Kyrhan has been overstressed. His wife Kira has talked him into a short cruise aboard the Star of India among the French Islands in the Pacific Ocean with her husband Dan. They met a young Aussie couple, Mary and John, who have been drawn into their sexual games. - - - Kira stretched on her berth and opened l...
Please feel free to contribute to this story. It was cold and wet outside. The typical autumnal evening with the trees shedding their leaves in the rain soaked wind over a carpet of golden browns. It was nice to be inside. I had my arm around my sexy ethnic wife who was dressed in her pink dressing gown. She was British Asian with long legs, a nice wholesome...
I was fresh off my divorce and definitely in need for some companionship when I spotted her in the bar, the same one, McGilly's, that I frequented many a night when I was single. Thankfully, it hadn't gone too far downhill, and neither had the ginger that I met. She wasn't alone, mind you. There was some Indian fellow that I had never met before sitting ther...
Richard Edison wakes up the same way he always awakens after dreaming about his ex-girlfriend Juliet Zeboskey—frustrated. It's the same basic dream every time. He and Juliet meet up somewhere, then begin to make-out. Things get hot and heavy, reach a certain point, then it all comes crashing down when something intrudes or, as in this last dream, Juliet simp...
Adam Stanford sighed as he sat inside the office of Dr. Yasmin Hussein on the third floor of the Bank Street office building overlooking Parliament Hill. Located in downtown Ottawa, the good doctor's office was in a prime location. Tall, lean and athletic, with dark brown skin and curly Black hair, Adam Stanford was a fine specimen of man, but he was also tr...