Mera naam hai Kishor Magani. Mein tis sal ka hun. Mein aur meri patni Gujarat ke ek gaanv men ek nabalig jamindar ke trustee hein. Ye hamari khud ki kahani hai. Jab mein chhota tha tab ham bahut garib the. Pitaji ke paas chaar paanch bigha jamin thi. Do saal ki lambi bimari baad pitaji mar gaye tab mein solah saal ka tha. Mein aur meri vidhava ma akele rah...
'Back in the day', as the old saw goes, my life was hedonistic to the extreme, or so some would say. I dove into the swinging lifestyle for several years, both with my ex as well as my wife, with very little urging needed. There are myriad stories, not told here before, involving swinging with both, though not at the same time, of course, that I'll recount i...
Note: Ki is short for Zakki (pronounced Zuh-kye). ***** "So far we've got zombies trying to eat you, amnesia, a few disturbing flashbacks, and the ability to light yourself on fire. Does that about sum everything up?" "I think so. There may be a few other things that I've simply forgotten." Ki sighed. "Tell me again why Lord Rushington thought it was a g...
DISCLAIMER THE FOLLOWING STORY IS A FANTASY WITH NO RELATIONSHIP TO ANY EVENT, PERSON, AND PLACE OR TIME. ANY SIMILARITY IS BY ACCIDENT AND TOTALLY UNINTENTIONAL. IF YOU ARE NOT 18 (21 IN SOME JURISDICTIONS) AND DO NOT ENJOY SEXUALLY EXPLICIT STORIES, PLEASE LEAVE NOW. She was seated in front of me at the table, absolutely naked and trying to take a huge...
(To enjoy this story fully, please read the chapter 1 and 2 first. I tried to translate the Hindi dialogues to English but it is very difficult to translate the exact meaning of Hindi dialogues.) * Next day morning, Raju asked me my program on the breakfast table. I told him that I have to submit some papers in the court and should be free by 12.00 in noon...
1 Ki made his way through the door and across the hall. He stopped at the foot of the stairs, to gaze up the flight, and wondered what would happen to him before the night was through. He knew where he had to go. The instructions had been sent to his phone: "Address 9 Elwood drive., Room key under the fern pot, Go up the stairs, Turn at the first right,...
She woke up slowly, with last nights drinking taking its toll, rolled on her side to touch him. His space was empty. His pillow cold beneath her fingertips and she felt the sharp pang of disappointment. Bobbie ran her hand across his pillow, "hmm," breathing in his after shave when her fingers ran across something out of place. It was a small business card...
Chapter One At twenty nine years old Joe and Marcie Streeter were the average couple with aspirations and dreams that so many couples their age had. He was a research executive and Marcie was a staff person in marketing at Fielding and Croft. Joe had sandy hair that he wore a little on the long side and he had a winning smile that he didn't use enough. Marc...
(I have tried to experiment in writing a bilingual story. If you have no knowledge of Hindi it won't interest you. But to someone who speaks hindi / urdu it should be interesting. For them when a girl says 'chodo mujhe' has more erotic connotations than fuck me. :) This a tale of eight college friends... I would welcome any and all comments.) * Kisi kavi...
In Zamindars Part 1, I had described the situation that I witnessed on arriving at my friend Vivek's estate. His father, Subhash (The Thakur) was openly having a sexual relationship with Champa who was 20 years younger to him and the wife of his driver. Part 2 is more about what I saw between Subhash uncle & Champa. Champa was sitting in uncle's lap while h...