"Hello, Wendy, how are you doing?" Samuel asked as he looked at the tall, slender, blonde-haired, forty-something friendly woman whose deceptively frail demeanor hid more strength than most people realized. Clad in her blue work shirt and dark pants, Wendy stood at a corner near the Walmart entrance, casually smoking a cigarette in the dark. "Hey, Samuel, I...
This is part 2 of the story about how my Indian wife was seduced by an old man in neighborhood. ***** When we got home, I told Geeta that Mr Kumar seem to be too flirty and crossing the line sometimes. She thought I was just being over jealous and he is just a lavish old man who enjoys bit of chat. As per her, he will never take advantage of her. That nigh...
"Brothers, I swear this before The Most High, you come for this woman because she's Indian, know that she is my wife, if you want to touch her, you'll have to go through me," Mamadou Kidega said angrily, holding the machete firmly in his right hand as he stepped in front of his pregnant wife Priyanka Chuttani-Kidega, protectively shielding her from Idi Amin'...
After her victory in a seven-hour marathon sex fight Anupama was almost beside herself as we entered the jewellery shop. Another victory another piece of jewellery. It took her almost 3 hours to decide on the gold ankle chain and waist chain, and her final decision showed her taste. Not thin elegant or refined, but vulgar ostentatious, and as thick as a man...
The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by ABC - TV. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody . No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story. ***** "Honestly,...
There she is. My Purnima Rajani. My lovely East Indian goddess. My gorgeous wife. My angel. Hailing straight from the City of Chennai in the Tamil Nadu region of the Republic of India. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with dark bronze skin, long lustrous Black hair and pale brown eyes. Born to a Tamil father and Sikh mother. Truly a unique blend, from what...
"Is this your first interracial shoot?" Director Stella Karpov asked, looking at the shy young South Asian woman who sat before her. Magic X Pictures corporate office sat inside a nice red brick building in the Van Nuys neighborhood of Los Angeles, California. Sandwiched between a coffee shop, a gym, an art studio and a grocery store, the place looked innocu...
The next morning early Roger left his "home" and headed for the meadow for more deer. This time he killed two, field dressed them and drug them back to his camp for processing. One he hung over his fire to roast whole as he had done before. The other one he cut thin strips from and hung over another fire made mostly of hickory to smoke and preserve into jerk...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
I hate Ottawa, Amina Samundri thought to herself as she walked out of the MacDonald's restaurant where she'd worked for the past year. Today was the last straw and the young Indian woman knew it deep in her bones. After one too many arguments with her racist manager Anne Tremblay, Amina got in the plump old French Canadian woman's face and told her exactly h...