By Dan57 and Cih Amit's return Lydia had stayed home during the whole Diwali festival in fear of falling into the clutches of Sir Nigam or Vikash, the police officer. She was still trying to immerse deeper in the Indian civilization : so she had lit up a traditional row of twenty diyas (ghee lamps) to celebrate the return of Rama and the victory of good ag...
After Monee has taken a shower, she wiped herself dry with the clean towel. But when her hands rubbed on her hairy cunt, Monee moaned loudly, and she can feel her body heat up as her pussy flooding with arousal. It has been long since Monee and her husband ever had sex. He was always working, and whenever he was home, he is either drunk or too tired to eve...
"It was later that evening, Madame Bentley had come and gone and Passepartout was alone in Fogg's quarters. "Faith," muttered Passepartout, somewhat flurried, "I've seen people at Madame Tussaud's as lively as my new master!" Madame Tussaud's "people," let it be said, are of wax, and are much visited in London; speech is all that is wanting to make them h...
The fleeing General Sungar and his niece, the increasingly rotund Rawalina, Aruna, didn't need a pilot for very long, and Sungar almost made a nasty point of this after I no longer was needed in that role. If I hadn't been in such a precarious predicament, though, I might have been amused by this musical chairs version of revolving and fleeing Rawalinas. Th...
Half an hour later, the party had started dispersing and the guests started to leave. Mayank told Divya the rehearsed lie about having to go to the lawyer's office in Dallas. Divya didn't say anything to Mayank but in her mind, she thought about whether this was something engineered by Bashir to take a chance at her. In fact, she was sure of it. Musa then d...
Kira was having a discussion with Dan, Rajeev and several friends in her office in the hotel headquarters. The decoration was lush and monacal at the same time : a large desk with several armchairs for the visitors, lights kira could modify by passing her finger on a computer screen, a wall covered with plants mainly from India and a small pond at its base g...
Shilpa came back from the bathroom and started narrating what happened next. "The next day, I decided to dress frumpy. I wore a long sleeved t-shirt, with a bra underneath. And wore trackpants with the grandma panties. Shortly after noon, he was at the door. I had expected Shambhu to be with him, but thankfully he was alone. He didn't say a word, not as muc...
Author's Note: All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. * Anita and Shilpa were teachers in the local convent high school in a small Indian town. They were both in their late forties, youth and beauty fading away, and so were the charms of their ageing husbands. They bonded together really well, having common interests as well as closely relat...
I'm not really sure what happened. The night before, I had fallen asleep, watching a rebroadcast of one of my favorite Sunday morning news shows. It was October 2008 and I was staying overnight in a hotel in North Carolina, having just finished a meeting with a tech company that my company did consulting work for. The next morning I found myself in the same...
One-eight-six waited in her madam's bedroom for her twice-weekly reward. She couldn't believe her eyes when the door opened; she was looking at a miniature Greek God. Like the red head he was not a midget or dwarf but not much taller than one. His wavy almost blonde hair was set in a page cut ala early Beatles. She waved him over as the guard left, revealing...