Pick Up or Delivery Mr. Tease. It wasn't the kind of nickname that would inspire sighs from literary review, but Sean needed a nickname for years. He'd called me angel so long that even I couldn't remember where it came from. All I knew was that I loved it. As a child, people had discouraged or forbidden their children to associate with me. That meant my li...
Synopsis: Sayali, a beautiful but undisciplined Indian teenager, encounters a personal tutor who is interested in taming her spirit for his own purposes, rather than to please her mother, who also has designs on him. * I am a teacher taking his sabbatical in India. One afternoon as I was leafing through the local English language paper I came across a soli...
Ms. Preethi has challenged my mistress. Actually, I was tossed up among the tussle between my temporary mistress and my goddess for life. I didn't want my goddess to be disappointed and humiliated in front of her friends. She had such a confidence in my abilities that she lent me to her friend. I didn't want to shatter her confidence and bring her shame. A...
In India, a discussion between the husband and wife is different from what happens in the USA or Europe. So, the phrase 'we need to talk' means a dialogue on the daily routine of life, children, in-laws, other relatives and seldom about 'us.' Talking about 'us' is taboo and talking about sex is like 'bioterrorism.' Plus, the language is a great barrier. We...
Some of my stories are complete fiction, others are based on stories told me by others as true experiences, but this one is a story that actually happened to me. The personalities are accurately portrayed to the best of my ability. I've added a little kink to make it more interesting for me and hopefully for you the reader, but fundamentally it was real and...
Arun woke up with a start and found himself sweating profusely with an intense hard-on. It had been the same dream since last 4 nights that had woke him from his slumber. The reason why he could recollect that dream so vividly was because it was so close to reality. It was the sight of his tool being held in her wrinkled hands. The way she pulled his foreski...
Monday came, Jack had thought a lot about Edi; she was quite a woman. He had no contact with her since Saturday afternoon. He had decided to dress casually for his date. He arrived at Edi's house at five to seven, Edi opened the door, she looked stunning, the mini-skirt and top showed her figure to perfection, her tits looked enormous. Jack took her in her a...
Each and every character swore they were over eighteen before I let them onto the page My thanks to Remi for editing it for me. * "So, Jonathan. How are you settling in?" "Fine, thanks. Working here is quite enjoyable," I replied. I'd been here nearly three months now. This was the end of my probationary period. "Good, I'm glad. Your work performance i...
Part 3 The party ate a small feast which mostly consisted of little concoctions that further drove everyone's lust and vigor. The Queen spared no expense in making her initial feast perfect. The Pinkberry wine kept everyone horny, excited, happy, drunk, high, and laughing. Pinkberry had been a family secret for hundreds of generations. The Swallows found a...
A Victorian Bagatelle 'That was exactly my objection when dear Reggie first suggested it, Lyddie, but I assure you he was right, as usual. The sensation is not at all what one would expect.' 'Reggie' could only be Reginald Doyle, Esq., my old Cambridge rowing chum, now my colleague in a laboratory venture. The year before, he had won the hand of the captiv...