My name is Madhav. I live in the USA with my wife Veena. Last night Veena came across a story "My First Lesbian Encounter" on White Shadow stories web site. The story was very exciting and we both liked it very much. Veena and I also write stories about our sex experiences and exchange them with our close friends. We would also like to exchange our stories w...
Two months later, Leena was back at Shandrakor. Kira had finally decided to start the mountain resort project there. Leena had been the head of the exploration team that had cleared the site and the access road. She had also been the sex toy of the group of Dalits that had done the job, the slut for twenty bulky and sweaty workers. She had volunteered immedi...
Disclaimer: This story chronicles the adventures of an Indian bride who joins a club to fulfill all her fantasies and the later events that follows. I hope you will enjoy reading it and all feedback is welcomed. Happy reading. * 1.Prologue: I was lying quietly on the bed waiting for them to come. The camera was in position. The large mirror reflected my a...
(From an idea by Tim) Mr Prusti had summoned Nirupama for a private conference. As usual, he sat at his desk and she stayed standing at attention in front of him. She was wearing a yellow saree that was completely see through. Her petticoat was equally in a flimsy material and anyone at the office had been able to notice she wasn't wearing anything under h...
One week later, after having endured a week of intense army and jungle survival training, with several Kukuana nursing aides, all of whom were to be assigned to anyone of the several military medical clinics in and around Kukuanaland, Darla and Shelly packed their bags for Kisangani, where Mombassa had decided to send both of them for the first of their plan...
Foreword: The Indian Girl is of course a Native American girl, it just didn't feel right to use the modern terminology when talking about her. Also I would love to get your comments on this piece or any other piece I posted around here. 1. The town's name has no importance; it's just another new settlement in the middle of the Wild West. The single dust...
I I was interviewing from Pittsburg with a forgettable company, and at night I was on a train to Baltimore. The weather was dark, wet, foggy, and cold. And I was dark, wet, foggy and cold, and miserable. The interview had been a bust and flights out of Pittsburg were cancelled so my choice was to spend the night in the armpit of America or try to get a flig...
NOTE: This story contains *INTERRACIAL* sex. It also has wives have sex with other men. Please do not read this story if cannot deal with these genres. It is amazing how many people ignore such warnings and leave nasty comments and send all sorts of veiled threats. Also, I'm not a professional writer, so there are chances of bad grammar and vocabulary. Ther...
From a plot proposed by Yoni * Kira, like everyday when she was in India sorted the important mail Kyrhan daily received. There were many official letters she placed on a tray for him to open. A second pile was addressed to herself under various names : Kira Chowdhury (the Indian identity Kyrhan had provided her), Kira Singh (her marital name in India) or,...
From an idea by Mark L. After a very hot night, Jenny and Mark emerged in the morning with their arms entwined. Jenny's leg was astride her husband's belly as she had straddled him just before falling asleep. Jenny took a long breathe : she had plenty of things to announce to her husband and make him accept them. Someone said that clever women don't try to...