In the storied, tropical realm of the Republic of Guyana, a unique society exists, made up mainly of Africans and Indians, both of whom were brought to this part of the world in ages past by European colonists who exploited them. The ancestors of today's Afro-Guyanese were forcibly brought to Guyana from West Africa, and the ancestors of today's Indo-Guyanes...
Trigger warning: I seem to be attracting a lot of frustrated idiotic incels and MRA types who don't seem to understand that fiction/fantasy are different from actual reality. So just a heads up for them. This story explores the details and consequences of willful infidelity in India. If that triggers you snowflakes, don't read it. If you still choose to read...
An Indian Family Story Ch 3This went on for a few weeks. Ponni and Ramu were very happy. They fucked every night. Ramu felt guilty whenever he met Muthusamy. The thought that he was fucking his best friend’s wife without his knowledge made it more thrilling. Until one night! He was lying down after a hard fuck, and Ponni had gone to wash herself. When she ca...
Chapter One Singing Cricket was growing weak. He was on his vision quest to earn a warrior's name. He could feel strength in the rocks he perched on. He was at the edge of the Black Hills. The rocks would later be called Mt. Rushmore by the white man. He could sense both wisdom and strength from his current location (Jefferson's brow) but he could not absor...
Slowly Monee woke up in the dim light of early morning. she stirred and then in the dim light she saw me holding her tightly in my arms and sound asleep quietly. She petted my cheeks lovingly and look down seeing that my cock still buried in her. Blushed she slowly get off me and making a loud popping sound when my bulbous cock head pulled out her pussy. M...
Disclaimer: This story is the result of a thread in the Author's Hangout titled "What if they wrote Porn?" The premise being, what would erotica from the classic authors like Hemingway, Poe, Chaucer, et al. would be like. I submitted a blurb rewritten from O Henry's "The Ransom of Red Chief." I received several PM's asking (ok, demanding) that I finish the t...
It was early afternoon when Shanta and Gary reached Caman, a trading outpost at the edge of the forest. Basically a small human settlement, it was comprised of wooden huts and various booths and stands where merchants bartered or sold their wares. It was warm and humid, and the brutal, glaring rays of the sun beat down on them. They rested under the shelte...
In the early hours of the morning, Shanta and Gary got up, showered, ate a light breakfast, and tended to some of the duties on the farm. The sun was slowly rising in the clear blue sky as she grabbed a bucket and headed to the barn, where she sat naked on a short stool and began milking a cow. He was also nude, feeding the chickens and pigs. Their housemate...
Josie - Chapter 01 - by Polly+Anna (3513 words) An Aviatrix in 1921 Detroit (2/6/20) MARCH 1921 Josie adored her apartment atop the carriage house on Iroquois Avenue in Detroit's Indian Village. It was quite close to her employer's home, but not close enough to encourage idle gossip. Not that Josie had found that being prudent discouraged wagging tongues,...
EARLIER: Part I - Foreplay: On my first visit outside Europe during my college years, during a 3-month exchange programme, I was introduced to the exotic allure of a rustic Indian woman. My part-time maid, Meena, a village woman working in Bombay, acquainted me with the erotic secrets of her body and a subtle journey into the salacious depths of her soul, th...