This is a continuation of the Gite story series. Which I was going to call the Village, but realised that it was in another village, so I renamed the story headers. *** ON OUR RETURN - Monday On Monday morning, after Andrew had gone to work, Beth rang Rachel and suggested a coffee, and walked to Rachel's house nearby. Rachel greeted her with a hug, then...
George Appplewhite lay on his sheet, on his metal framed bed with its chipped cream paint. Outside the Gangetic plain offered up its steamy heat and its swill and ordure. The ceiling fan droned and creaked, stirring the sluggish air. This was his junior teacher's bedroom- hardly bigger than a closet- where he had slept since his arrival in India to teach at...
By way of introduction, let me say that if you haven't read the first chapters of this story, then much of the next few pages will mean very little to you. So I suggest you go back and read "Mister Jack Miller: Chapters 1 thru 5" to get the background on this tale. That having been said, please...read on... Before putting on my underwear, I looked at the bo...
"Brothers, I swear this before The Most High, you come for this woman because she's Indian, know that she is my wife, if you want to touch her, you'll have to go through me," Mamadou Kidega said angrily, holding the machete firmly in his right hand as he stepped in front of his pregnant wife Priyanka Chuttani-Kidega, protectively shielding her from Idi Amin'...
Sarah did not want to appear too keen and wondered if she should be late for the meeting in the Maze. So she deliberately hung around the garden waiting for a sign of Mr Sharp making his way there. It had been easier to escape the house than she had thought, for with all the confusion people had other worries and paid no attention to her slipping out. When...
My name is Madhav. I live in the USA with my wife Veena. Last night Veena came across a story "My First Lesbian Encounter" on White Shadow stories web site. The story was very exciting and we both liked it very much. Veena and I also write stories about our sex experiences and exchange them with our close friends. We would also like to exchange our stories w...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. It is suggested you read the two previous chapters before reading this chapter. * As you remember from Chapter 2, my wife Emma left me on a Saturday evening to go to what she thought was an innocent dinner with Rolf Ericsson and his friends at the Old Colonel's Mansion. After the dinner she would be introduc...
"Okay, but you have to do it exactly as I want you to. Can you do that?" "Yyesss" she breathed. "Are you sure? You don't even know what I have in mind, now, do you?" I asked, pretending to try talking her out of it. "No, but it's your birthday present. I really want you to be happy with it." My wife, Nia, is much younger than I am. We got married just on...
You won't find much sex in this short tale, readers. But be polite, and read it anyway. Reactions, feedback are important to us struggling writers. ***** I want to share with you an experience I had last year, in summer. I was on one of my regular visits to family. One evening, I went to a very popular restaurant with a girlfriend. It was a fixed price, u...
Sanjay was surprised as he opened the door. Standing on the front step, in his affluent neighbourhood, was a thickly set black man several inches taller than him and as wide as the door. A shock of white teeth broke the otherwise dark visage: "Hi, it's Leroy" "Hello," said Sanjay weakly, still not at ease at the contrast between him and the black man. He q...