Indian Interracial Stories

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The Arranged Marriage Game

by remysloane on Jul 29, 2020
Interracial

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...

Total Domination

by VENIN on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's just a fetish. Saying that, I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with people. Everyone involved in the story is of the legal age, 18 years old or older. *** My name is Tr...

Indian Woman Black Driver

by lucky-harish on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Dear readers, each word of the story you are about read is true. You might have read hundreds of stories involving an inter-racial encounter but this is one of the rare, if not the first, story of an Indian woman, my wife, and a black guy. Though this happened four years ago, it is still very fresh in our memory and I feel like it happened only yesterday....

Her Moments of Glory

by indian_gig on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

These are events that happened in my life which are still very vivid in my memory. My name is Abhishek. I got married when I was 26 and my wife was 22. Her name is Mrinali. Ours was an arranged marriage. As soon as I saw her I knew she was the one of my dreams. She was very pretty, cheerful, fun loving, and personable. We both liked each other and said...

Indian Princess

by Irish Moss on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

I was in town on business, but had contacted Rav and Lynne well in advance to make sure we’d be able to spend some time together before I had to leave. They had graciously invited me to spend my last night in town at their house and drive me to the airport the next morning. The only catch was that Rav’s cousin, Kavita, was already occupying their guest room....

Indian Illusion

by jackal1 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

I felt a presence next to me. Didn't pay any attention initially. I was getting a few essentials like shaving gel and a razor at Target. Then I looked and I couldn't stop looking. This brown-skinned beauty. Oh man. She was wearing a thin light colored short sleeved shirt with a black bra under. And a long black skirt - one of those that are split on the side...

Indian Education

by Deeply on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Paresh was a newly married to a hot girl from India. Of course, the marriage was an arranged marriage (the norm in India). Paresh had never visited India as he was born and grew up in US and Europe, but his parents were from India, and they insisted he marry a girl from back home. He said he will give it a try and that's how he met Ritu. Ritu was a nice youn...

Indian Fantasy

by friedbread on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

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...

Indian Girl 4 Bisexual Black Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Wahid, what would you do without me?" says my lady Nadira Singh as she lay against me, her lovely face covered in a fine sheen of sweat after some passionate lovemaking. I smiled and gently stroked her lovely face, then kissed Nadira on the forehead. What would my so-called life be like without her? I shudder to think. I found a rare treasure in this vivaci...

Indian Dominatrix For Black Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I grab Carl-Henry's cock and balls and squeeze them as hard as I can, until he cries out in pain. I squeeze them until he begs for mercy, and then I release him...not all the way, just a little bit. A whimper slips out of his throat, and he looks up at me with a defeated look in his face. Underneath us, the bed shakes as we unleash our passion. You're my bit...