This is a purely imaginary story, set in a Bengali household in India. -------------------------------------------------- My dad had divorced mom seven years ago. The alimony had been decent, not too big, just sufficient. Mom got the flat where we lived in, as part of her alimony, apart from some money which she had invested in a fixed deposit in a bank....
This is my first story I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know, and special thanks to my editor. Originally written as A Thorny Rose and the Orchid My name is Brian Travis; I am 24 years old and still living at home. Since I was ten I wanted to be a mechanic and engine builder. I went to work cleaning up my dad's auto shop after school and at eleven...
1981 Sushma in Belgaum An experienced but unsatisfied woman fulfills and energizes me Synopsis This is a depiction of a true episode I had during my vacation. I had encountered this lady, who was but a few years older than I. While swotting during my long vacation, she was a welcome relief in my work time. I have cut short a lot of repetition, and tried t...
Chapter 29 -- Back again and Eilistraee Christie was on her hands and knees gasping for breath; the severe pain of her body reforming to her game character lasted only a few seconds and now she felt a tingling sensation on her skin. She turned her head and looked around and saw Natalie, once again in her moon elf form and wearing her white mage robes, layin...
My name is Ana Fleiss, and I am an exhibitionist. It's the thing that most makes me feel alive; the thing that feeds my deepest, most erotic desires. But this isn't quite a story about my current life as an exhibitionist and all of the many incredible experiences that I have had since discovering and embracing this side of myself. This is an account of how...
Before proceeding to part 5, I reproduce below the closing lines of part 4: 'They are very pretty,' jiju remarked, 'No wonder Shamit and Amit wanted to fuck them.' 'I wouldn't mind sticking my cock in their cunts either,' jijaji said, 'Mohan, what says you?' 'So would I,' jiju laughed. 'You will,' Sarit giggled, 'Our husbands have sent them especially...
Before starting the 3rd part, I give below the last few lines of the 2nd part. The following weekend, Sarit and I visited our sisters. I told them what daddy had said. 'Congratulations,' Madhu didi said embracing me, 'Why so morose, you should be happy that you will have a man all to yourself'. 'In a way I am happy,' I replied, 'but what worries me is wh...
Author's Notes: Welcome back readers! Thank you for coming back for more, especially after a prolonged gap between chapters. By way of apology, I can only offer that I write when I have the time and energy, and both have been lacking of late. I really wanted to put the finishing touches to "Change," but that's not coming together so well. So, I'm taking...
It was August 2013. I had just received news that my Vietnam manager had decided to quit and wanted to leave in three weeks' time. We didn't have anybody in that office who could run the number of ongoing projects; that had been a failing of mine - I just hadn't had the time to ensure that an effective second-in-command was in place. Janez was German, and h...
Cycle 233. I am pretty sure this is cycle 233 for me. I have no way to count other than my mind, and my mind is probably trustworthy but it is difficult to tell sometimes. I replay this story in my mind every day because it is better than going insane but I am keeping count. I try to repeat this in my mind with the same words, these exact words. Trying to ke...