This is a fairly different story for Loving Wives, taken from a different perspective. There are no sex scenes in this story. It deals with the possible implications of confessing to an affair that had remained secret. I'm guessing that this will not be a high scorer, but take heart: at least it isn't long! Though this story references DeGarde, Louisiana, i...
Sunita Johansson gazed into the long bedroom mirror, turning in profile to survey her hips and bum before smoothing down the cotton skirt. Swivelling around, the hem rode halfway up her angular thighs. Reaching up, a smear of pink lipstick defined a heart-shaped pout. The unlikely coupling of a Scandinavian businessman and an Indian beauty queen 25 years ago...
I was kneeling beside Ms. Preethi. Don't wonder what was going on. Even I didn't have any clue. Yesterday, my mistress ordered to pack our luggage and get ready for a trip suddenly. As I was scared, I didn't ask her anything. I just followed what I have been told. When we were ready, doorbell rang. "Asshole!! Don't you hear the doorbell? Go and answer," sh...
Shotgun blasts erupt into the night sky in Redneck Riviera Trailer Park. I bought the place and named it that. Very loud, powerful blasts fill the sky. Damn, I love shootin my shotgun. It's a stress reliever. My wife Bernie (Bernadette From The Big Bang Theory) might disagree with that though. She comes running out of our trailer, her hands over her pretty l...
This is a story from the 1970s. The names have been changed, but largely true. *** I had been 'best friends' with Jane throughout college, but had not seen her for a couple of years, because of busy lives, and distance. I'd sent her a birthday card, and she had replied with an invitation to stay with her for a long weekend at her London flat. I willingly...
When I got back, there were more men talking to Sajid, all of them sitting around the yard having tea and snacks. The conversations stopped when I walked in. Their eyes followed me as I entered the hut. The wives were inside the kitchen again. Fatima looked refreshed. "The slut is back." Shabnam said. "Let it go." Zahra said this time. "How can you tell m...
(Author's note: This was my first attempt at writing any story. It would be deeply appreciated if you could leave feedback in the comments section.) An encounter with an unexpected Indian MILF Hi, I am D and today I am going to tell you about my special unexpected encounter at work. I am now 33 yrs old and married but this story is about the time when I wa...
Labanya, my younger sister, had just given birth to a beautiful daughter and then she passed into coma. Two months ago, when my husband had died in a road accident and the world around had crushed; she had come up to give me support. With a baby at my breast and no job, I was like devastated but as she had put her hands on my shoulders, I had got new strengt...
Argon and Morgo were plotting when the rap came at the door; they just had time to jump. Through it came a stubby creature no more than four feet tall, clutching a duster in one hand and a bucketful of rags and cleansers in the other. Double-taking on Morgo and Argon, who shoved the communicator back in his pocket, the guest put his hand to his tiny breast s...
Paris had been great, seeing old friends, hanging out on the rive gauche, re-visiting favourite restaurants and delights of delights going to English language movies. But I was glad to be leaving, the meeting that was the excuse for the trip had gone well, I’d won the contract I was after and had six months work to tide me over the summer, but I missed the S...