Leigh grew up in a very conservative household, and thus entered her first relationship with no real understanding of sex, and an intention to hold off until marriage. She and her boyfriend Chris dated for a long time, though, and over the years they went further and further, finally having sex the summer after their senior year of high school. They dated fo...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. * I had woken up alone. Darby evidently had an early business meeting. Fitz had brought me breakfast and then screwed me rather nicely. He said Darby had given him th...
Racial Harmony This chapter continues on directly (the next day) from Chapter 05 so please read that one first. I have already told my best friend, Drew over the phone about what I'd witnessed via his web cam hack. My mum had still seemed somewhat upset with my dad that morning as he left for a meeting with the middle eastern businessman's staff in Singapor...
She was running her finger around the rim of her apple martini glass, lost in thought. I was two stools to left of her, in a dusky bar, in the middle of the afternoon, somewhere in boondocks near Jacksonville. I was just recently divorced and in shambles. The details are too painful to iterate. A school chum of mine, Ramesh, had invited me to stay with him...
Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...
Kira s plane landed at last on Orly airport, in Paris outskirts. The trip had seemed unusually long to her. She was very eager to meet her husband Dan who should be waiting for her at the arrivals exit. She had left for India three months ago. Her Master Kyrhan had her discover some of the major Indian feasts, just to check her mastering of English and Hindi...
Swathri and her husband Shomeer, Kyrhan's brother were flowing back home. Sunita was accompanying them on Kyrhan's request. He wanted to be sure that Swathri got accustomed to her new role with her husband. Sunita was a blond American girl, presiding over the destiny of the thriving computer company her fitrst husband had built before his death, six years be...
This is my story of how college changed me forever, in ways I could never have anticipated before. My name is Priya and I was always your typical South Indian girl, with traditional parents and an even more traditional approach to boys and in particular, to sex. I had always thought I would find one nice decent guy and wait with him until our marriage day un...
3/2021 update: I'm enjoying the writing and will keep adding chapters. My request to you is this: give me feedback! Authors love comments, good or bad. I can go back and change stuff that sucks, or maybe change/add stuff at the request of readers. Join me as I navigate the oppressive Indian arranged marriage culture while exploring my sexuality. Your objecti...
I was in New Delhi after a million years visiting friends and family from the US. It was my first day out on my own exploring the country that gave me birth. Unfortunately for me it was bang middle of summer. 112 degrees outside and the cold environs of the large mid city mall were the right refuge for me. I ducked into one of the million that dotted the Ind...