Meghna's parents were over the moon. They were always told that her beautiful daughter would bring them good fortune. But this was huge - They had received a marriage proposal from an NRI groom. For those in her small village, marrying their daughter to a city boy is a herculean task. But now they were sending her daughter to marry a Non Resident Indian in A...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
Hi I'm a British Indian ,I often visit India to meet relatives, this is a true incident it happened wit me while I was visiting my uncle in a small village. I took a bus cause it is fun watching village ladies and getting a hard on and making them feel it, well I reached bout 7 in the morning my visit was a surprise uncle and aunty were very happy to see...
This is a fictional account. Author's Note: Many of you love this story line and thanks for the kind words/votes. I will keep developing this story line for you. Please be patient as I also try other things too. I appreciate your feedback. Thanks to Techsan for his incredible editing. Sally and Sarah began to adapt to their new way of life. They were bec...
Pat walked carefully through the wooded area. All his senses were fully alert. The ground was covered with dry leaves twigs and dead foliage. It was impossible to walk silently. Each footstep resulted in the crackle of dry material. It appeared to Pat that the area had not had a fire in several years. Fires on an almost yearly basis ravaged most areas in th...
Would you like a pair of socks for Christmas, or better still, two pairs? I know. Socks are boring, predictable, and usually unwelcome presents. But our company's products will change your mind. Apart from being so staggeringly expensive that the giver must think the world of you, you will feel that our socks are really different and worth the money paid fo...
Amisha smiled as she slipped off her sari. She hung it on the tree near the door of light, noticing the wet patch left by her excitement. Absentmindedly rubbing herself, she moaned gently as she remembered how she had stumbled on the doorway to heaven while exploring an old cave in the hills above her village. Manjula had dared her to go in and the rest was...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...
Black Bob, entered his room, and began drinking the remaining whiskey from his bottle. He was now very drunk, and once again, extremely horny. He really wanted some pussy badly, and was about to go to the brothel, when he noticed 2 men talking loudly. He couldn't help but overhear one of them talking about the gold he had found in the Apache River. "I could'...
This is a fictional account. Author's Note: Many of you loved the first story and thanks for the kind words/votes. I will keep developing this story line for you. Please be patient as I also try other things too. Some thought it was geared mostly to men and let me know that too. My apologies to those disappointed if it was not exactly what they were lookin...