This is a stand alone story, though set in the same universe as Delhi Nights. You don't need have read those stories for this to make sense, but there are some connections and Easter eggs to those stories for readers. GOA NIGHTS I I stood on the edge of the doorway, the whiskey in my hand forgotten and warming, the woman leaning against me an indistinct h...
Tracey stood in front of the mirror and applied her shocking pink lipstick. She was heavily made up with her short dark brown hair in a messy style. She was wearing a silver dress that showed a good amount of cleavage and stopped at mid-thigh. She looked herself up and down in the mirror approvingly, taking in her silver stiletto boots and hold-up stockings:...
This story is purely a work of fiction and needs to be taken that way. The author in no way intends to degrade the image of the main celebrity athlete featured in this story and in fact the whole intention is to make more people appreciate her wonderful body and her achievements. Recap: In the first part of the story, Indian Olympian Anju Bobby George seduc...
"My lame-ass husband Sandeep has gone to work, Terry, why don't you be a dear and come over?" Priyanka Chuttani said into the phone, a wicked smile on her face. On the other line, her Terrence Powers deep, masculine voice chuckled, and he confirmed that he was on his way. Upon hearing that, Priyanka's heart skipped a beat, and she positively purred with cont...
Chapter 02 (The Taxi Driver) The next Friday, Dan left the office early. He had to get to the dry cleaners before they closed to retrieve his tuxedo. He was attending a charity event being held at the Chicago Cultural Center, and was supposed to meet some co-workers and clients there. After picking his tuxedo up, he went home, showered and got dressed, down...
Author's note: As requested, here is a cast of the characters of the story, at least through the soiree at Indian House. I don't perceive any additional characters (at least not any significant ones) being added afterwards. Also, even though the father of the character Deedra Helmholtz was a very real mathematician, to the best of my knowledge, he never had...
My wife and I decided to go out for a night on the town last Friday so we drove to a nightclub we'd heard some good things about. We arrived at 10pm and proceeded to dance and have the occasional glass of rum 'n cola. Sabrina, my lovely wife was dressed in a knee-length black skirt with a slit up one side, a sexy little spaghetti strap silk top, thigh-high f...
This is a narrative of erotic encounter that I had in my 20s in a small, North Indian town of Jaipur also known as Pink City hence the title. I have changed names but everything is pretty close to my recollection and truth. I have never written anything before so please be patient and enjoy! Just a year ago I had completed my M.B.A. and landed at a global c...
This story is based on real account; however the names of main characters have been changed. "Why don't you guys go ahead for the Safari World? I slept rather late last night hanging around town, so I'm going to doze through for a few hours. I will catch you guys for lunch when you all come back." I said to the four men at the breakfast table, cutting ginge...
Leena was driving Peter's Bentley car. Peter was on the back bench and Dina was on the floor at his feet sucking him shamelessly like a lollipop. Her mouth was sore. Since they had left the center of London, she hadn't moved : just Leena and Peter exchanged places whenever one had cummed and Dina had cleaned him or her. Dina was anxious to have some respite....