Synopsis: Sayali, a beautiful but undisciplined Indian teenager, encounters a personal tutor who is interested in taming her spirit for his own purposes, rather than to please her mother, who also has designs on him. * That evening as I enjoyed Neleema's naked body, tonguing her musky cunt as it drizzled a steady stream of salty-sweet liquid that I lapped...
I was sitting at my desk at work when a memo appeared on top of my "in" basket. I always wondered how these things seemed to just materialize when I'm not looking. I read the title "Management Consulting Team Visit", and thought to myself "oh shit, here come the 'hatchet-men' and followed by whatever the latest buzz-word is for 'down-sizing' or 'right-sizing...
I grew up in the outskirts on a medium sized city in the UK. We weren't poor or rich, just a solidly middle class English family. Education was really important to my parents and my sister and I both went to a local Grammar school (what would be called a magnet school in the US). One of my sister's friends was a beautiful Indian girl called Preeya. She had a...
Narayan ran her fingertips up and down Bosco' s cock. She was attractively attired in a snug aquamarine pullover, her glossy shoulder length black hair curling over it. Americans were such a curious people, Narayan often thought. She'd seen so much poverty in her native Bombay and struggle...and here, rich Yankees actually wanted to be persecuted! She smil...
This is my first story to this site. Please enjoy and do let me know what you think about it and if there are any suggestions. This will be a part of series, I have written the initial part, but the subsequent ones, I will post as I write. *** There she was again, standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself, adoring her beauty. She really did love...
So there I was at nineteen in the woods with my dick in my hand, my shorts around my ankles leaning on a giant boulder, just moments from orgasm and then she appears out of nowhere and catches me in the act. I was fucked. I mean, not literally fucked. God knows I wanted nothing more at that moment than to sink my cock into a wet, willing pussy. By fucked I...
A primal scream echoed through the jungle. Dani D'Annunzio was weak in the knees. Even with everything she'd been put through over the previous twenty-four hours, this was too much. Her stomach was churning, and had it not been for the support of Gabriel Benitez Serrano, she might have collapsed there, in the dirt. Only now, as the yips and whines dissipate...
This is in continuation of my story of Halala of my Virgin Cousin. The tale of my first sexual adventure, which I narrated to my wives and sisters-in-law on their insistence to know about my prior sexual life. Up to the age of eighteen, I had remained in perfect ignorance of all those sex related matters, which careful parents are always anxious to concea...
I first met Becca when I was teaching in England. At the time she was seventeen and I was 23. She was a very pretty, and very friendly girl and had a lovely personality, but she was not the most intelligent girl in the group by a long way, but she worked hard. My first contact with her was through teaching her and then in time she would come to me to get pap...
Summary: 'A picture is worth a thousand words', and it was never more true for what Rhea had in mind for herself and her husband. ***** The Rake: (It's fascinating how the perception of people towards an activity, thought and sometimes even a person changes with a change in environment). At least, that is what Rhea contemplated as she walked the length of...