After the bathroom incident , Raju Bhaiya's (Bhaiya is the Hindi word for big brother) leering eyes followed me around the neighbourhood. He started coming to my home more often on a pretext of something or the other. What I also realized was that other men in the area, like the security guards and milkman, also started looking at me differently. That's when...
He was my friend, he was my colleague, and he was my mate in arms. I, well, I was his best man. Although I am of Indian origin, I was born and bred in the US of A. After I had finished college, I joined the American army where I met Paul. We enrolled together and had been placed on many tours of duty, abroad and at home together. We both had many wounds of...
It was evident to Cynthia that Ann had invited her to Thomas Randolph's funeral to rub it in how well off Tom had left her, to put Cynthia on notice that she was going to fight Cynthia's behest from Tom's will, and to compare how the two former intimate friends had held up over the years. Cynthia went to the funeral to assure herself that her first husband w...
After getting screamed at for leaving the toilet seat up your energy is at an all time low, you've just been getting abuse from everyone in the house just for your existence and you can't really take it anymore. You dont know when having to work from home will end but it has been weeks already and there is no end in sight. Frustrated you start browsing the w...
An introductory note to readers, especially my Literotican followers. I am flattered and pleased by the reception of my stories, and thank one and all for their comments and suggestions - all such are very welcome. To all suggestions for sequels or follow-ups, those are under serious consideration. ABOUT THIS STORY - This is a longish story, but I think...
I suddenly woke up by the muted sound of the telephone ringing and wondered who could be calling so late in the night. I had dozed off, sitting on the carpet. My head was resting on the edge of sofa, between knees of Padma aunty. Anxiety swelled as mind fearfully speculated on uncle Pandey returning from his tour; putting an end to my pleasurable time. I fr...
This is Part 2 of the third chapter of a series. The characters were developed in FLASH MOB ORGY – Part 1. For continuity it’s best to read that part first. Once again, thanks for your votes and feedback. Erica slowly massaged my cock and balls as we drove to her apartment. Witnessing the brief, steamy orgy in the park had excited us both to the point where...
Hi, my name is Abhi, I am single, 28 years old who lives and works in London, 5'11 in height, muscular with short hair and fair skin. A typical north Indian guy who goes to the gym. Since I was in the early 20's I was curious about Femdom and being someone's slave, but never knew this fantasy will be true unexpectedly. Let me take you back to summer 2017....
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!" "...
Prince Kyrhan had just been relieved of his duties as commanding officer of the President's regiment in New Delhi. He had loved these months of active duty that reminded him of his participation to fights with the Pakistani army near the border many years ago. Nowadays, there had beeen no fights apart from occasional skirmishes mainly due to activists crossi...