The Subcontinent Railway Station Sex Club Chp 1 Meet the Ladies Part 1 ***** A week after Anupama pulled at a train of 14 Indian tertiary students taking some of them 4 times, she greets the boys' female relatives. This is part 1 of a 2 part story of the night and is a slower and less exciting as it sets the background necessary for the many stories that...
Brazilian discovery Ch. 07 By Dan57 and Riya How Riya parted with his girlfriend before her sex change Note from the writer : An idea from Riya : her separation with his wife and her slow degradation into whore. -/- Mr. Gupta's first step was to organize the marriage of Joan with Sulay. He didn't want a discreet ceremony like Europeans often chose. Joan...
Kira was beautiful. At 5'8", she had the exotic beauty of her mother, a Mohawk Indian. Large, brown eyes were set on high cheekbones. Kira's lips were pouty and looked swollen as if they had been kissed. Her long black hair had never been cut, as per tradition. Her body was lithe and toned from years of working out. It fairly screamed "Goddess." Her hips f...
Chapter 7: The Morning After Slowly Monee woke up in the dim light of early morning, she stirred and then in the dim light she saw me holding her tightly in my arms and sound asleep quietly. She petted my cheeks lovingly and look down, seeing that my cock still buried in her. Blushed, she slowly get off me and making a loud popping sound when my bulbous c...
I'm a divorced white guy in my forties, but I had always had a thing about Indian and Pakistani women, or for that matter almost any woman with long dark hair and dark brown eyes. Living in a large city with a large immigrant population meant plenty of opportunity to look at them, some of them fairly westernized and integrated, working in regular jobs, but m...
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...
Victoria stretched her arms and yawned idly, the cool Atlantic breeze ruffling her dress. The deep forest, something she'd never seen in England, rustled and quaked. Their Virginian song had played since they day they'd come ashore, and she hoped it'd never end. She traced a circle in the loamy soil, swinging the basket as she leaned against the thick trunk...
I got married 12 years before. Most guys select their wife for the reason he would love her or because she is beautiful. He could select her because she is rich or perhaps she is a famous. But even my wife had everything money, beauty and she is also a bit famous in the society. And she loved me very much. But these are NOT the reason I married her. I selec...
I've written about my wife, Ellen, twice before (The Five Sketches, Fountains of Aphrodite), and though we are by no means "swingers," those two events in our lives were so intense and unusual that by writing about them I found that I could assimilate them and understand them better in the context of my marriage. I'm admittedly not a "writer" in the practice...
For Dave, over the next few days it would be his last at his job. He had been working there as a Pharmacy technician and after four years he felt it was time to begin his approach to his actual career. His thoughts on Pharmacy were not at all negative; he enjoyed it for the fact of all the women that worked there with him. For him being a tall black man with...