Copyright Oggbashan June 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. +++ I had just enough energy left to change into my pyjamas and cl...
We got married almost 5 years back. I am 32, IT professional who enjoy computer programming and working on Computers. My wife, Hina works in recruitment and is more of a people person as compared to me. To start with ours was a traditional marriage, after which we settled in London. She was just a house wife a couple of years but then got bored being at home...
Fourth volume of Kira s adventures Kira is a mature but still very pretty French woman who had always been fascinated by India. At last, she had the opportunity to visit the country with her husband Dan. They were invited to an Indian wedding in a wealthy and influent family. They met there the Prince Kyrhan who decided to show Kira all the aspects of the l...
Read the previous parts to understand the remaining and give me some ideas to continue and also encouraging comments. * At around 10:00 am Nirmal came tapping at my room door. By then I already had a herbal bath. It was so refreshing and bathing in front of the life size mirror in my toilet was as if making me more shameless. The general 10-minute long bat...
While walking towards home, after all those exhibitionist adventures, horny as fuck, all I had to think about was the crazy shit I did the whole day. Showing my tank top-clad body to my classmates- more than enough cleavage, armpit and navel and hugging all 4 of them and making sure they were hard for me, then heading to the theatre where I removed my bra...
Elunara yawned and stretched. She was still curled up on Grogek. They had paused their conversation. "How long was I out?" "Well, it's a good thing I cancelled training today." "Oh, I'm sorry." "It's alright." He nuzzled her hair. "Do you remember what you said?" "I..." She flushed. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" She whispered. "That you did." W...
Note - This story is an Indianization of a story I read several years ago. I have changed the basic details and altered the plot slightly. The characters used in this story are Yashodhara and Ajit from my story series Indian Wife's Descent and the events here happen a couple of years after it. It is not necessary to read that series to follow this one, but i...
"Imran, you should have been honest with me," Pooja Bawa said, looking somewhat reproachfully at her husband of twenty years. Imran Sheikh took a deep breath and looked at Pooja, the lovely woman who'd shared his life and his bed for more than two decades. He'd been in love with her ever since they met at Chandigarh University in the Mohali District of Punja...
In early 1968, Vietnam was raging and here I was in Germany. I was safe, lived in a nice barracks that was warm in the winter and cool in the summer, eating good food, and fucking my brains out with five different, sexy, beautiful, cock hungry women. I'm not sure what came over me, but for some reason, I decided I wanted to go to Vietnam. My First Sergeant s...
This one is a little long, so fair warning. Perhaps not that fair but it's all the warning you are getting so there. Heck I even wander around a little since it's not all sex, or fighting, or whatever other perv thing you want to be reading. Which yes makes me a horrible bitch, and I am so happy that way. I'd say bite me but you probably would and then I wo...