Hello All, I thought of submitting my sexperiences here. My stories are mostly true but can be up to 30% fiction. Which is true and which is fiction is for you to fine out. I guess thats the reason my users find it alluring. About Me: I am a 26 yr old Singapore Girl. Indian heritage. I have a body that is made of my 36DD breast topped up with rounded, firm...
Chapter 2: The Destined Meeting I drive lazily in the early sunny afternoon, thinking about the photo of Monee sent to me by my agent. After thorough background check, I have selected Monee to be my live in housekeeper, at least that's all Monee knows, and unknown to her, I have a plan for her, one that will keep her in my grasp for all I want. Right afte...
dear readers and friends, i have been reading so many narrations and stories on literotica.this time i felt that its pay-back time and i have writen a narration of my experiences for you.hope you will like it.the only thing that would like to tell is that this is a SLOW EROTIC narration so kindly be patient and if you dont like eroticism then please refrain...
This story is a collaboration between myself and author, HarryHill. This is just the beginning. I hope you enjoy it. Chapter two will be written, but please be patient. Thank you for reading. Werewolves and Indians Ja'Mal gave up counting cactus after the first thousand. The twisted countryside was so much different than the green hills of Tennessee; they...
This story is the continuation of the story, "Like a Sister," also published here. ***** I couldn't believe that I had slept with Neysa! For days after we had sex all I could do was think of it. I would flashback to the way her eyes had turned from sweetness to naughty in mere seconds. I would replay her smile in the back of my mind as I imagined myself wr...
Aden Settlement, 1835 Greetings my old comrade. No doubt the weather in Russia finds you well this time of year. As you may have correctly surmised by now, I am currently in Asia, so I suppose the next round of this little game of ours can begin in earnest. I'm currently en route to India, via the port of Aden in Southern Arabia. Unfortunately, the pickings...
My wife, Priya, has always been a slut at heart. She plays 'Ms. Goodie Two Shoes' when I talk about threesomes and swinging, claiming that she's not ready or that it's all too complicated, but recently, I've discovered that's a load of horse shit. And truth be told, I'm digging it. About goddamn time. Priya is a potter. Her true passion is ceramics and it's...
My name is Cassandra Harper of Small Creek, Wisconsin. Small Creek is a small northwestern area of the state. It was densely wooded country and becoming very crowded now because of the ever growing demand for lumber in the rest of the country. I lived in a small cabin with my Momma, and two younger brothers or rather, I did until yesterday when I left my h...
Victoria stretched her arms and yawned idly, the cool Atlantic breeze ruffling her dress. The deep forest, something she'd never seen in England, rustled and quaked. Their Virginian song had played since they day they'd come ashore, and she hoped it'd never end. She traced a circle in the loamy soil, swinging the basket as she leaned against the thick trunk...
If I went by accepted popular belief, she was impossible to conquer. She was a South Indian Brahmin. Unsurprisingly she was conservative but she was also intelligent, proud, sharp witted and very beautiful. Srila was attractive in a very Indian way, I guess. She was small at five and a half feet but had magnificent boobs and wide, curvy hips with a lovely u...