Alia woke up to Ranbir kissing all over her back. His lips had started from her neck and was now going down her spine to the small of the back. "Oooh!" She rubbed her thighs getting excited. She was still naked from last night's sexacapade under the duvet and his ministrations were turning her on. He turned her around and started kissing her on her flat tu...
Another year had just ended. It was now 2008 and without anyone noticing half of January was already over. I had left a day Delhi after Christmas for Paris, met up with my family and a couple of relatives in Peisey-Vallandry where they had all gone skiing for the new year, then travelled for a couple of days to a village on the Côte d'Azur and returned to Pa...
The next morning I was not sure if I should confirm with Sanjay whether he actually meant everything he promised during our love making last night love making. I could see that he was still hesitant when I suddenly wrapped myself around him, still nude, with my big boobs jutting into his back. I am quite sure he would have been equally surprised because this...
Vijayalakshmi was surprised at how well she enjoyed her new job. Mostly her job was acting as a receptionist and running small errands for the Bank Officers and she was also surprised that none of the other bank officers tried to fuck her. Even Mr. Kapoor left her alone now that she was actually working for the bank. Vijayalakshmi didn't mind the lack of...
Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing anything. I would appreciate your feedback. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Tim Bradshaw ran the diagnostics on the uplinks to the various satellites on the Communications panel, and verified that the signal strength remained constant. It was always constant, but it was one of those boring tasks that had to...
*** Conclusion to the story, thanks for all the feedback *** *Cuckold and humiliation story leave if this is not your thing* *this is just a fetish, not meant to offend any group of people* *previous chapters in profile* ***** I was feeling good. Having sex with the gorgeous Indian wife from work Sona was doing wonders for me. I had never felt more ali...
"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...
I had recently graduated and started a new job at a company in Delhi. I had only just started and I was only trusted with menial tasks such as replacing faulty computer equipment for the employees. My role was redundant and I often thought why I spent so long studying for such a menial role. A habit I developed was to spy on employees and their favourite in...
Together. Wife called me after lunch once she reached home. Oh well, I will give you her name. Sherin. That’s her name. She is is just over five feet tall, well built, great boobs, great but. She comes from a rich family. She is very conscious of her weight so often goes to the gym. Her long black hair are straight and fall to just than the shoulder blades....
Emma walked out of the hotel into the warmth of the Parisian night. She was looking for a bar, just somewhere to sit and read her novel over a glass of wine or two. But she was also looking for some less innocent fun. She had felt horny all day; only that morning Tom had buggered her over the desk in her office and had left her with an itch in her arsehole a...