This story was inspired by a quaint lingerie boutique nestled in a small rocky mountain town. Its characters are fictitious. But if you are interested in having a look at their web site drop me a line and I would be happy to send it to you. * * * * * After nine months of thesis assignments and seemingly unending research, the summer break could not have co...
1994: Anal Cherry Popping: Something to Celebrate It was the first time in my life I was living together with somebody else. It was thrilling. I remember the first time we went together to the supermarket. I was used to buy just a few things and spend some metal coins just not to use the Credit Card... I left there half of my monthly pay! We bought an unbe...
April 2003 Joyce, her friend from the office, had recommended the hotel in Bermuda. She and Colin had renewed their vows there the year before... Joyce had raved about the margaritas, the nightlife, the quality of the service...Colin had described the golfing set-up as first-rate, if a little prosaic. Then they'd made us sit through the whole video of the...
By the end of May, the streets of Damascus were sizzling hot. Unusual weather patterns forced a heat wave into the country and sent everybody sweating. Like in the really hot summer months, life was only bearable in a room with a well-functioning air condition. This was reason enough for me to plan for a short escape to some – at least slightly – cooler te...
Ric, slouched in the driver's seat of the old truck, eyelids drooping with fatigue, glanced over at his wife, Tori, who was curled up into a ball and snoring quietly in the passenger seat beside him. As tired as he was, he almost missed the faded wooden sign with the address he had been driving up and down Westbun Road looking for. Swearing to never leave...
Author's note This is my second submission to literotica. One year back I submitted my first story titled 'THE PLEASURE CAR'. On seeing the comments I understood that my English is so bad. After that I read so many stories of Indian origin and tried to do my better. Since I am lack in English vocabulary, literature and grammar, Some places I didn't know the...
Cadaceus "You're not going to get her. She won't come," Falomi stated, trying hard to thwart my plans. I smiled at him. "You and I both know that's a lie. She'll come because she loves you. She'll do what ever it takes to prove to you her loyalty and to set you free." I'd listened in amusement as Falomi attempted waivering my thoughts on the situation. H...
Dear readers, you might have read my Happy Home. I narrate you how my happy home is depraved in to a debauchery house. Read and decide what is the reason for our fall, whether the greed or destiny. * It was a hot Sunday. After intense fucking session, both Varun and I laid on the bed. Varun fixed himself on my flat slender tummy and playing with my bosom...
After practice one day, Ali mentioned that her boss at the diner had made a pass at her. I remembered his name -- Subram. A big, fat, angry Indian guy who controlled the diner through fear and the volume of his voice. "What did he do?" She shrugged. "He kind of cornered me by the bathrooms. He stopped me with a big hand on my chest." She placed her palm fl...
Chapter 1 Disheartened by his errant wife's lack of attention and in order to keep her occupied, other than with the help, Mr McDonald purchased a quaint little farm out in the countryside that was going to be Mrs McDonald's pet project. The farm needed a lot of work, there were buildings that needed renovating, fields that needed ploughing and a couple of...