"Don't feel bad about yesterday, Asifa, it's only natural, and besides, I like it when women fart," Clive Winston said enthusiastically, and he flashed Asifa Thumar a rather suggestive wink. You did not just say that, Asifa thought, flabbergasted by what her co-worker just said. Asifa's sheer discomfort regarding every word that came out of Clive's mouth som...
When Karen first talked about 'working with India', I assumed that she meant the country. But then, after the name had come up a couple more times, I realised that, while India was a country, the India that Karen was talking about was a woman. 'An artist,' Karen said. 'An illustrator. Fashion mainly. We worked together at O'Rourke's. I did the words and Ind...
Since our threesome with my old friend, Len, Tanya, my girlfriend, had a new spring in her step. Of course Len made us promise not to tell Lisa, his girlfriend that he had strayed without her (just as I had persuaded them not to tell Tanya that I had strayed without her too!) Sadly I could not persuade Tanya to have a foursome with them. She said she would b...
Warning: The following story contains a little bit of just about every possible sort of sex one can have, and in some cases, some sorts of sex that are impossible for us non-powered humans, no matter how hard we wish we could. Enjoy, and if you find parts of this offensive, well, just remember, it's only a story! I can only hope that if you weren’t a fan of...
This is a narrative of erotic encounter that I had in my 20s in a small, North Indian town of Jaipur also known as Pink City hence the title. I have changed names but everything is pretty close to my recollection and truth. I have never written anything before so please be patient and enjoy! Just a year ago I had completed my M.B.A. and landed at a global c...
Monday morning Sara, Shannon and I were on the highway heading back home to the ranch after a very good sales week at the rally. Nigel and his four girls were following close behind us in a separate van that they had rented to make the trip from the Twin Cities to the Sturgis Rally. Nigel's girls were going to entertain my cowboys for the next two days and...
Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...
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...
Have fun! As always, I welcome comments and suggestions! 1 After explaining to his twins, as briefly as possible, the situation between Scarlett and Mrs. X, Raoul puts on a nice suit and heads to Kappa Phi Theta. As explained earlier, that is "the Asian sorority" at USCLA in 1987, when only one is necessary. Raoul, however, is less excited about this t...
Day 2, The 4x100 Relay Day 2 dawned and it was time for my second event. I was entered in the 4 man 100 yard relay race. Of course it wasn't really 4 man, it was 4 person. The rules for this race were unlike any other relay I'd ever heard of. They also sounded like a helluva lot more fun. The rules were actually pretty simple. First of all the race would n...