(105) Leela and Viswanath in Goa Beach After their returning from Patna, the sexual life of Leela and Viswanath was rejuvenated drastically. Whenever they would recall their 15 days adventure in slum, they would feel a new vigorous flow, a new sensation in their bodies and minds. In the meantime, Meera had visited and informed Viswanath that she was pregna...
From an idea from Dalhia57 * Kira had boarded the high speed train in Metz at 06:49. She was on the way to Paris as she did about every two months. She had kissed her French husband goodbye and left hurriedly. As usual, she had attracted widespread attention from the other travelers, as she was wearing a saree in Metz' monumental station. She was resting i...
From a script proposed by Dahlia57, a very nice Indian girl I recently met on Literotica. (starts slow but will gain momentum in the coming episodes) - - - - - Today, I have the pleasure of presenting the Awards for excellence in our school. The winners this year won't cause you any surprise as they trusted all the best results in their classes for the th...
(From an idea by Tim) Mr Prusti had summoned Nirupama for a private conference. As usual, he sat at his desk and she stayed standing at attention in front of him. She was wearing a yellow saree that was completely see through. Her petticoat was equally in a flimsy material and anyone at the office had been able to notice she wasn't wearing anything under h...
Chapter-4 Usha came back to reality from her reminiscence. She proceeded towards the corridor, and stopped near the bed room of her elder brother Aditya. She rapped the door with hard knocking, and said in a loud voice, "Bhabhi (Sister in- law)...Wake up...wake up...it is morning...papa is waiting for tea in the Terrace. Mom has already prepared the tea, an...
Kavita was in bed with her husband Ravi, kissing and fondling each other. She took his semi erect cock in her hand and started to caress it with soft hands. He pulled her over him and kissed her lips. "You look so fresh and lovely," he caressed her long hairs. "You know what happened today in office," she spoke casually. He was all ears. "Narang, my bo...
Ch. 1: GOA A tiny piece of land that one wouldn’t probably see on any of those globes put on display on a desk. And if one would, the name would take up more space than the tiny dot it represents. Goa. A land of archival temples and churches, of narrow alleys and modern highways, of gentle, swaying palm trees fringing some of the loveliest beaches dotting...
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...
(Author's note - The original story, Wagons Ho, was not written with the intent of a follow up but reader response has prompted me to add a second chapter. Those who have not read Chapter One may wish to do so before reading this installment.) All too soon our idyllic stay at Ash Hollow came to an end and the wagon train resumed it's trek to the west. Octob...
Chapter Three: Journey Out of Yesterday Ah... Yes... Ahhhh... Ohh... AAAhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmm. My first sexual release in the hands of a woman was an anointing, a rite of passage and more wonderful then anything I'd ever imagined. I was born again and left with a new craving of abominable dimensions. A lot of people would have you believe drug addiction is som...