This story is about an extramarital liaison between two consenting adults. There is no cheating involved, at least on the woman's part. Her husband knows about it; indeed initially he has instigated her and she has continued it with his passive acquiescence, if not his active encouragement. Those who are offended by this situation need not read further. This...
The General stood impassively watching the sun go down as dusk began to envelop the camp. To his right the majority of his men were sat around a campfire, drinking, laughing, taking the rest they deserved. As the sky turned orange the General thought about his options. On the one hand he had captured two towns and five villages. This would please the Sultan...
I had my first orgasm within a few minutes. She was taking it slow. She had a thick dick, but my pussy was loose and wet enough to give her unrestricted passage to my innermost recesses. I was lost in the pleasure. I forgot about my marriage, I lost all inhibitions, I forgot about the world. I was ecstatic. She kept pumping slowly for a long time. I was moan...
Before launching the fourth part here are the last few lines from the third part. Saturday, 27th May (EXCERPTS FROM SHAZIA'S DAIRY): After a while Nusrat said, 'See what are they doing?' Saira's legs were in the air and Sahebji was fucking her with slow long strokes. 'Sahebji Saira ko chod rahain (Sahebji is fucking Saira),' I said. We waited till we...
After Nisha, the little one, got married I felt very lonely and depressed. I required a change of scenery to get her out of mind and system. As I had never been to Bombay, I decided to visit it. I contacted my college friend Krishan, who lived there. "Good idea, Saheb. I have a nice flat and you must stay with me. We will enjoy ourselves like in the old da...
Whose fault it is? Part II Loving wives, Interracial in one. ______________________________ This is a fiction and any resemblance of characters with any living being is regretted. One of my admirer had asked a story on these lines, so tried my hand at it. Still I remain an amateur writer, and seek your feedback. Please check first part before you start t...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! I've gotten some very lovely comments/emails recently, but wanted to clear something up. When I mentioned this story arc ending soon, I was referring to Cecilia's capture by the faerie queen (ie, book 4), not HFHM as a series. I already have the plot outlined for at least four more books, and I will be p...
Author's Notes: To get the best out of this story, I would advise you to start from Ch.01. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded as such in italics, immediately followed by a translation in English. Readers familiar with Hindi might find it rewarding to read through the original Hindi conversations. Others can conveniently skip them. ****...
Cold air sweeps through your white winter cloak. On a larger scale, the mountain before you gives off a chilling presence and it is not because you are on a higher altitude plane, but because only grey clouds seems to hover and swirl around the peak. It feels as if the mountain itself is collecting darkness to shade itself from the sunlight above. On a small...
Degrade! Suzumebachi stood behind the giant iron gate leading to the arena. Osamu was beside her wearing his customary grin. "This should be a good match," Osamu chuckled. Suzume glared at him from the corner of her eye. She stood firmly; only wanting to get this over with. Though she didn't entirely understand why Osamu was having her fight in these pointl...