"Go back to sleep, babe, I've got this," I whispered to my wife Amal as I got up, and went to check on our son, Little Omar. Lying in his crib, in his small bedroom, ten and a half meters from our own bedroom, little Omar is awake in the middle of the night and crying, which is not an unusual occurrence. I take my son into my arms and smile at him, rocking h...
"My lame-ass husband Sandeep has gone to work, Terry, why don't you be a dear and come over?" Priyanka Chuttani said into the phone, a wicked smile on her face. On the other line, her Terrence Powers deep, masculine voice chuckled, and he confirmed that he was on his way. Upon hearing that, Priyanka's heart skipped a beat, and she positively purred with cont...
This is the story of how my father was replaced. My name is raj, I'm 20 years old. My father was a drunk. He was always running me, my sister and my mother down. He never had anything nice to say. You see he was a traditional Indian man living in England working for a construction company. He didn't work on building sites but rather he was the assistant t...
My first effort. Although clearly me remembering something, I chose to write in the present tense. Goddess Worship It is evening. The bonfire is just lit. My cape flutters slowly in the gentle breeze. I am completely naked beneath it. Indeed it is the only clothing allowable at this Gathering. It has a fastener at the top and that is it. It is meant to be...
"Nice to meet you. I'm Devi. That man over there in the corner is my husband, Gustavo. And that man taking orders at the counter is Rajiv, one of my cousins. I take it that you know Sherry pretty well?" Devi introduced herself properly to me once she saw us all at Sherry's table, "I know Sanjay, of course. He's my other cousin and works for me, just like Raj...
"Baby, I'm home," I called out as I entered through the front door into the hall way. Our football team had played terribly but at least a few beers after in the local had raised my spirits somewhat. "Is food ready?" I called as I started towards the dining room door My wife entered the hallway from the kitchen and froze. The colour in her face went from t...
Mountain Resort 4 Epilogue Peter, the very powerful English CEO, had business meetings in New Delhi with several government officials. As on many previous occasions, he was invited in prince Kyrhan's lush palace off the city. His wife, Linda, who had recently been renamed Leena, a more Indian sounding name, was also in the country. She was heavily pregnant...
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...
CHAPTER 11 Sexy Hunting And Fucking Partner's Call Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 71. Throughout my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women t...
For the guys who seem to dislike Queen English (hence many assumed misspellings for US readers) and those hating to see a white woman being fucked by some colored man, harsh : better stop reading my stories as it's one of the writer's fetishes! For less limited people, Hindi people from the North of India are of the same origin (Aryans) as most European an...