Sharing here one my old experience that is bit kinky and nasty. It is about one sexual encounter happened while I was traveling in an Indian Railway at least a 10 years back. I was traveling from Madras (South Indian City ) to New Delhi. It was not typically hot Indian summer days still climate was bit hot. I selected a 1'st Class compartment to avoid expen...
Jenna was tired after a long day at work. She climbed up the stairs to her commuter train and settled in for her ride home. She soon fell asleep before the train had even pulled out the station. She was woken up five minutes later when she heard the commotion in the tier below her, she saw lots of men file in carrying banners and foam fingers. They seemed ha...
Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...
This work is copyrighted to LuckOfTheDraw, 2011. No part of it may be reproduced or copied without the written permission of the author. -- This incident took place during the early 80s in India. I had just turned twenty, and had started to wonder seriously about life. As a girl I had quickly learnt the art of observing without being noticed. My family was...
Hi I'm Dan, and this is the story of how I met my hot wife, Ria. It was quite a journey. It had been a difficult start to the relationship for both of us. I was a white Brit in his mid-twenties who grew up in the city and had plenty of sexual adventures. Whereas she was an eighteen-year-old South Asian student from India who was sexually naive. In fact I soo...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story, but I suggest you read Chapters 1-3. It will give you a better understanding of the characters and the story to this point. As always, constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Also as usual there are no graphic sex scenes in my stories. Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I h...
The distance between Suez and Aden is precisely thirteen hundred and ten miles, and the regulations of the company allow the steamers one hundred and thirty-eight hours in which to traverse it. The Mongolia, thanks to the vigorous exertions of the engineer, seemed likely, so rapid was her speed, to reach her destination considerably within that time. The g...
Rebecca and Cindy was a couple of twenty-one year old identical twins from Vancouver, British Columbia. It was the start of the summer and they had just finished their under graduate studies in English Literature and had decided to take a backpacking trip to the United States before attending graduate school in September. The girls were a little above aver...
(Read the series Good morning India for the background of Kira's adventures) * Kira had that evening several guests : Dan her French husband, Ranu his Indian girlfriend and Cindy, an American archeologist who was preparing a memoir on the palace where Kira lived about half the year with her Indian husband Kyrhan. A few years ago, Kira was the happy wife o...
I I was interviewing from Pittsburg with a forgettable company, and at night I was on a train to Baltimore. The weather was dark, wet, foggy, and cold. And I was dark, wet, foggy and cold, and miserable. The interview had been a bust and flights out of Pittsburg were cancelled so my choice was to spend the night in the armpit of America or try to get a flig...