The readers of Good Morning India Ch2 may remember that Kira had met the French Ambassador in New Delhi on her first official outing with Kyrhan to attend the opening of the Franco-Indian week. She was presented to him as Kira Chowdhury, Kyrhan's Indian personal assistant. Her perfect knowledge of the French language (obvious as she was really French) had ma...
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...
This is a story of an Indian housewife named Alpa. She is one of those females who never gets enough; she is always sexually starved. Let me describe her for you - she is a 28, a bit fat, 5ft. 8" in height with gorgeous legs, a gigantic round ass and slightly sagging but big breasts. While at home, Alpa always wears an Indian sari, which is skin - tight enab...
The Indian slut wife 2 - Hubby watches If you have read the story prior to this then you will know that Devyani is my secretary, whose hubby Jayant likes to watch her getting fucked by various men. In this story I will narrate how I took devyani in front of jayant. After giving me the BJ under my desk, devyani started persuading me to visit her place and s...
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 love you, Rasha," Nagad 'Nana' Hussein said, and the young Somali Muslim woman gently wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. Rasha Singh beamed at Nana, moved to tears by her words. The two young women stood in the middle of the quad at Canada's Capital University, hugging tenderly and enjoying each other's company on an unseasonably warm night in late N...
How the story came about, how it all started is an integral part of the tale. Let me tell you, this part does not have much sex, but is the one that builds up the characters that play a major role in the ensuing two parts. It happens that from time to time people are thrown in together, diverse people, who otherwise might never have met. Enemies - feudal or...
I am an LMT in the Tampa area with over 10 years of experience. I work for a one of the popular spas in the St. Pete area. With my clientele comprising of over 90% women, I have been asked questions at times about providing something more in the massage. The establishment I worked at in the past, dozens of women would hint at wanting a little more attentio...
"So how was my dear husband, this time?" I asked my best friend Irena. "Fucking great!" she answered. "In every sense! How did you enjoy my husband?" "Bloody marvellous!" I said. "As always, of course." I'm Nisha and Irena is my best friend. We make quite a contrast. I am a typical Indian girl (though I was born in England and my parents were born in Ugan...
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...