Chapter 7: The Morning After Slowly Monee woke up in the dim light of early morning, she stirred and then in the dim light she saw me holding her tightly in my arms and sound asleep quietly. She petted my cheeks lovingly and look down, seeing that my cock still buried in her. Blushed, she slowly get off me and making a loud popping sound when my bulbous c...
I'll never forget the first time I had sex. I was nineteen years old and had just graduated from high school. Being young and probably a little bit naïve, it seemed that the whole world was opened up to me. Soon I would be going away to college, getting a good job, and doing whatever it is that a "typical" young person does in America. I really don't know....
I would like to tell my readers that those looking for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded in italics followed immediately with an English translation. Those familiar with Hindi may fi...
"This is haram," Zahra Hamideh said as her classmate Richa Chuttani drew near, a cocky grin on her lovely face. Zahra felt her pulse quicken as Richa came toward her, and Zahra wasn't sure whether to kiss the cocky bitch or slap the shit out of her. I just might do both, Zahra thought, her eyes flitting over Richa's lithe yet curvy body. Richa looked great i...
Author's Notes: I counsel patience to readers who are keen to quickly get to the juicy, "action packed" parts of my story. While I will eventually get there, my main purpose is to tell what I hope is a good story. Conversations that took place in Hindi and are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar...
I've always been pretty useful with my hands and before you start with the jokes, yes, I enjoy a good wank like any other guy - who doesn't? (I haven't gone blind, yet; although having to shave my palms once a month is a drag). It's the reason why God gave us opposable thumbs! Anyway, apart from some average d.i.y skills about the house, I also give good mas...
I am writing about my Indian college. I will reveal many truths about the Indian education system by narrating my experience in college. It is in a little town. It is more than a hundred year old arts college. Subjects like Sociology, Psychology, Philosophy, Geography, English, Sanskrit, History, Hindi, and Home Science are taught here. Admission's Process...
This is my first posting in this forum. I hope this story will continue through to completion. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. This story is about Dominance and Submission. If you do not like this topic, please look elsewhere for your reading pleasure. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or matters where you feel I may be of as...
This story is about an extramarital liaison between two consenting adults. There is no cheating involved, at least on the woman's part. Her husband knows about it; indeed initially he has instigated her and she has continued it with his passive acquiescence, if not his active encouragement. Those who are offended by this situation need not read further. This...
By dan57 and Riya Riya felt edgy these days : Sir Gupta had been travelling abroad for now more than two months. He was busy training his new fuck toy, Sherlyn now transformed into an Indian slut by their boss. Riya resented the absence of a real man at their office : he would have taken decisions and stuck to them while girls were usually ready for tor...