My older maid servant opens up to me on her birthday -- Tarek I didn't know why my chunky maid servant Rashida was sad. My chubby, friendly, buxom housemaid wasn't smiling as she usually did. She was doing her chores, mopping the floor in the living room, but her eyes were downcast, and she seemed distracted. There was a look of melancholy on her. All...
My older maid involves the younger maid in my punishments – Tarek Zia. It was 11 pm on a Thursday night, and everyone in our house was in bed, fast asleep. Well, almost everyone. I was in the servants' quarters, in my maid Rashida's room. She was sitting on the bed, and I was lying naked across her knees on her lap, while she, my maid servant, was spanking...
Preface- Taking a break from my "Indian Wife Gone Bad" series for a few days. Writer's block of sorts. No point in continuing the story for the heck of it, if the quality falters, right? Meanwhile, I have started on a different story. It is also a wife story, but it varies from the other series. Firstly, the wife is not really slut per se, at least not initi...
I don't know what it is about travelling that makes us geared up for sexual adventure. Maybe it's the freedom or the excitement of wondering into the unknown. But what I do know is that as soon as I leave my home for travels, my mind wonders off to the possibilities of meeting strangers for quick sexual encounters. Until a few years ago I was a boring, midd...
Chapter 7: The Morning After Slowly Monee woke up in the dim light of early morning, she stirred and then in the dim light she saw me holding her tightly in my arms and sound asleep quietly. She petted my cheeks lovingly and look down, seeing that my cock still buried in her. Blushed, she slowly get off me and making a loud popping sound when my bulbous c...
Thanks to Leila and Steve Ciao for taking pains to edit my story. ***** "Aaahhhhhhhh...aahhh... faster... faster." The ancestral house of Balwant Thakur, the sarpanch(Sheriff) of the village, was empty, but there were sounds coming from the storeroom. Anupriya's naked ass was on one of the wheat sacks. Her legs were locked onto the thighs of Dhondu who...
The next morning, Bela was woken up by her mother knocking hard on the door. "Bela, get up. Bela! Bela!" her mother's voice said loudly. Bela woke up with a start and sat up, unsure of where she was. Her brain registered her mother's voice and knocking. And suddenly, memories of the previous night came flooding back. Was it a dream... a nightmare, she wond...
After the first day, things started getting steadily amorous. Ramdev would send the servant on an errand whenever he got the urge and would sneak behind Shanta, lift her saree and insert his erection into her while she would be cooking or doing her chores. He would call her under some pretext or the other push her shoulders forcefully bringing her on her kne...
(Read the series Good morning India for the background of the adventures of Kira) * - Kyrhan, you are the luckiest man I have ever met. I'm sure you don' realize it. I would happily pay one million pounds to have someone like Kira as my mate. - Do you have problems with your wife Linda, Peter? You have been married for ten years now and I had always thoug...
'Dear husband do I have to be a porn star?' I am Sarojini, daughter and only child of my parents. My life story is bewildering. It was quite normal till I was 18 and then it became different. Middle class society in Chennai, India where I lived is very conservative where sexes do not mix. My problem was quite simple; I was bad—I like men. All young girls do...