From an idea from Dalhia57 * Kira had boarded the high speed train in Metz at 06:49. She was on the way to Paris as she did about every two months. She had kissed her French husband goodbye and left hurriedly. As usual, she had attracted widespread attention from the other travelers, as she was wearing a saree in Metz' monumental station. She was resting i...
After her victory in a seven-hour marathon sex fight Anupama was almost beside herself as we entered the jewellery shop. Another victory another piece of jewellery. It took her almost 3 hours to decide on the gold ankle chain and waist chain, and her final decision showed her taste. Not thin elegant or refined, but vulgar ostentatious, and as thick as a man...
Lisa was a pretty, dark haired, brown-eyed girl that he met while working at the Whole Foods Store before he quit that job to contemplate his unemployment options during the warm weather and the bright, sunny summer days while lazing around his backyard pool. As nice and down to earth, as she was beautiful and sexy, never had he known anyone like her. She wa...
Scarf Collectors Chapter 01 Title and copyright page ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan July 2002/May 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intend...
*Obviously not reality for so many reasons. This was hard to categorize. I ended up with Erotic Coupling because that's the most common theme here. But (and sorry for some spoilers) there is also a little bit of anal, group sex, and light incest/taboo themes. I know some of these things aren't for some people, so I wanted to give warning! I hope you enjo...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
Danielle found herself unceremoniously layered in Indian styled women's clothing and bundled into the back of a waiting car driven by a young man who didn't look at either her or her two companions. After thirty minutes of driving through winding back streets and alleys, the car pulled up outside a line of ramshackle houses. Not a word had been spoken duri...
Chapter Three: A new persona The Bingham Hotel was Marilyn's choice and the sexy blonde clearly knew her restaurants. The light poured in through the Georgian boutique hotel's deco windows and their seats by the French windows offered a sublime view of the Thames. A wonderful contrast between several small pleasure boats and a couple of private yachts sa...
Every thrust of the young indian woman doctor's flaring houri hips was accompanied by a soft feminine grunt from her luscious mouth as she drove the monstrous red dildo further into my shithole. "Come on white boy, you can take more," she moaned. The other end of the big red rubber dick was buried in her bushy snatch, her juices audibly squishing as she f...
Asin 30 a typical Indian sensual woman, married to Karan for 8 years, childless. She was raised in a conventional household, family value, and close bounds among rising material competition. Middle class background, education, growing wealth and new Indian dream defined her youth. She was intelligent, beautiful, and cheerful but introvert. Her parents were...