I am Rajesh from eastern India, working in well known organisation as an engineer, 42 yrs old. My family consists of my wife, Priya and two small children. We stay in company provided flat; our neighbours are also from the same company, all family persons. As company is doing well, we are all happy and well off. Priya, 35 yrs old, a classic beauty, figure i...
"Sa-Sa, my friend, you must teach me how to pray," Samuel Rosewood said enthusiastically, and he pointed to the words 'Family in Faith' written on his new blue jersey, along with the description Muslim Scholars Association of the Mississauga branch of the University of Toronto. It was Islamic Awareness Week, and after much soul searching, Samuel came to the...
Katpaddi railway station is in the state of Tamilnadu, India and is the nearest station of Christian Medical College, Vellore. My father in law was admitted at CMC, Vellore. After getting a call from my brother in law, I had boarded Himsagar Express train in Punjab and disembarked the train at Katpaddi in an early morning of November a couple of years back...
My first night with my personal secretary Stella was something extraordinary in my slew of experiences with women and she was smoking hot in all aspects. I wondered how a dumbass, cuckold guy like Rahul impressed her in the first place. To cut the long story short, I am a young entrepreneur who fell in deep lust with my voluptuous secretary and didn't miss...
Hi friends, I am Mohan and I grew up in a small town just north of Cannanore in Kerala. I welcome comments. This is a true narrative. The names have been changed to similar sounding names. Our first year college English teacher was Miss Sarojini. She was single, slim, light skinned, about 5'4" tall, had an nice (34B) bosom and was probably in her late twe...
"Baby, that is such a bold gown!" Dr. Nene exclaimed. Madhuri carefully tied the thin satin straps of her dress behind her neck then looked up to see her husband's reflection in the mirror in front of her. "I do think it looks good on me. Don't you?" She teased him. The gown was indeed extremely revealing. Being made of satin is was very smooth and was...
"Tariq, I am your death come walking, there's nothing you can do to save yourself from me," Khadija Singh said, a wicked smile on her face. I looked at the tall, curvy and leather-clad South Asian beauty I'd loved so much, once upon a time, and cursed myself for turning her into the monster she's become. The hatred I saw in Khadija's lovely eyes shocked me.....
Part 1– My first orgasm. Author's note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on the basis that the author will have unrestricted...
Author's note: This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached, as long as no charge is made for it and it isn't changed in any way. If it is archived, it is done so on the basis that the author will have unrestricted access to the archive....
For John, a prayer * The following is a true story, but with most names changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. You know who you are anyway. I am cursed to fall in love under the stars- or at least under shooting stars; meteors; Spanish meteoros- however you say it, an inadequate word for a phenomenon as otherworldly as love itself. These fleet...