The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...
Things gradually settled down to a normal routine. The event was largely forgotten and if the culprit was not apprehended it was because of Simran. Lakshmi used to take good care of her but to her own surprise Simran did not feel traumatized as perhaps rape victims should have felt. If anything she remembered how he had made her go on all fours and had enter...
They were sitting out in the open, at a street side café. Only a few tables were occupied as it was still noon. The sun was shining, but it wasn't hot. Autumn had brought in a hint of chill and cuddly romance in the air. It was the time of year when they celebrated his birthday. Dev had left his office early to rendezvous with his wife, Aditi for his B'day t...
It should go without saying, but reading the previous entries to this series helps understand what is going on. I appreciate any comments and ratings you all leave, and I appreciate the follow and favorite votes. Dr. Shevade found herself nervous at the prospect of seeing Detective Riley again. It had barely been a day since the incident in Sandra Miles' r...
Jolly meets Mini I celebrated my twenty fifth birth day a few days back. From the moment I turned eighteen I am living life of a drifter, moving from one place to other, from one job to the next, every few months. A rolling stone gathers no moss. I have been advised quite a few times. Gather moss? But bloody who the hell wants to gather moss or mass or mess...
We all have fetishes and sexual desires and I can't fulfill all of them so if you don't like my stories please move on to another story rather than write a snarky comment. If you haven't found a story with your darkest fantasy let me know and we can work on it together. This is a story of a married man that convinces his coworker to have sex with his dominat...
Claudia stepped into the Sacred Hoop therapy center, immediately heading for the check-in desk. Seated behind it was a young Native woman - college aged most likely, and sporting a trendy layered haircut. As Claudia came to a stop in front of the desk, the lady looked up at her, gaze friendly and curious at the very same time. "Can I help you?" Almond shape...
I had recently graduated and started a new job at a company in Delhi. I had only just started and I was only trusted with menial tasks such as replacing faulty computer equipment for the employees. My role was redundant and I often thought why I spent so long studying for such a menial role. A habit I developed was to spy on employees and their favourite in...
Darren sat in his cold car in the suburban office park realizing that the battery was probably getting low as he listened to the ball game on the radio, but kept it switched on anyway. His Japanese class still had another twenty minutes before it started and then he would walk in and snap his mind into language learning mode. After a tough day of conference...