Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit. This story is pure fantasy and in no way a true representation of real life. It is not intended to offend, though it might. Please remember: It's all fantasy! Any and all feedback is much welcomed; please feel free to e-mail me any thoughts you may have. *** Karl went into his house and was greeted by his t...
This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...
Sara looks at her sleeping husband, but she's day-dreaming about another man, a white man with flecks of gray in his other-wise brown hair. He's handsome in a western way, with a muscular upper body, and a smile that sends shutters of desire through her. His presence is that of a sage, a sage that exudes the sexual prowess of Kama, a sage she believes can sa...
When Priya came home from her evening classes that day she sounded quite happy and excited. She told her me that she had made friends with a new girl in her class. Her name was Jenny. Priya said that Jenny was a really sweet girl and they even went to have a coffee. I was really happy for Priya as she had finally found a friend in her class. Priya was like...
Note: This story is slow build-up and it is about an innocent shy wife crossing boundaries of erotica and taboo each day in her life and how the husband & wife reflect upon these transition and changes in their life. It will get hot as it progresses. ***** Hi, I am Sid, short for Sidharth Sharma, my real name. I am from India. This story is about me...
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...
To my sweet and sexy Harlina, It was nice chatting to you and would love to do it daily. The chat made me really hot and I had to jerk off quite a few times thinking of you and your hairy friends Hasheena and Norlizah. Hey Harlina, why don’t you ask your friend Hasheena to come over to your office. You can then introduce me to her. Isn’t that a good idea? I...
As I walk out of my office, a normal 25 year old Indian girl, dressed in a somewhat trendy Patiala salwar and fitting kurti, my ID card resting just below my bust (36 c-cup if you are wondering) and enter the bus that takes me home everyday, well almost everyday. I am not overtly gorgeous, but blessed enough to make heads turn. As I walk past the small tea...
Lynn pulled up to the valet in front of the elegant hotel. Received her ticket from the young man and handed him her keys. He opened the trunk to her car and the bellhop immediately tended to her bags. Lynn reached in to the front seat and picked up the Dream Catcher. Its long white feathers with black tips, hung from the oval with leather strap webbing. G...
It was still quite warm and humid in Singapore as Fanshawe of Harris, Burton and Fanshawe got out of the taxi at the Raffles Hotel. It had been a long haul from the airport, not because of the distance, but the amount of traffic on the roads of such a relatively small island. He was expected, thank God and as he registered the Indian receptionist handed him...