Paresh was a newly married to a hot girl from India. Of course, the marriage was an arranged marriage (the norm in India). Paresh had never visited India as he was born and grew up in US and Europe, but his parents were from India, and they insisted he marry a girl from back home. He said he will give it a try and that's how he met Ritu. Ritu was a nice youn...
It's a sign of how well things went that for months afterwards, Jake and I both claimed credit for the idea. It all started with a casual conversation one Friday after work. As usual, Jake and I went out for drinks together. He and I had hit it off right away when he joined my department six years ago, and we've been tight ever since. We work out together a...
CONVERSATIONS WITH A MAGE parallels the CARTER BROTHERS series. Pat DeVallera has retired from the New Orleans Police Department and convinced Lucius Carter and Lucius' wife Astrid to tell him the truth about the magic and supernatural events that surrounded the Carters in the Twentieth Century. This story precedes VAMPIRES' VICTIM DISAPPEARS. Chapter number...
I've decided to do shorter chapters that come out faster. I hope you enjoy! Thanks again to Archangel for being such a great editor! SRB * Sitting up quickly, he struggled to catch his breath. It was still light out; he must have taken a nap. He hadn't meant to fall asleep; he had just wanted to enjoy the soft bed with all of its blankets and pillows f...
I'd always assumed I was 100%, no exceptions, one-track-minded Gay; as gay as the day is long. Pretty damn gay. Really, nothing's happened that should technically directly challenge that, there was still plenty of cock involved... but I can't deny the fact I was attracted to some very feminine features. It's not even like he (or rather she) was crossdressing...
XVII "Thanks, Albert" Next morning at work I got a call to come and see Brian. As I entered his office I thought he looked worried. "No calls," he told his secretary, and closed the door firmly. "How did it go last night?" he asked. "Fine, I thought," I replied guardedly. "Everyone had a good time. I gave George plenty of chances to tell us all how succ...
Just what had my young, handsome new neighbour, James, meant when he had whispered, "fuck you again, soon, slut," leaving me totally exhausted and, otherwise, blissfully satisfied. Sometimes, as I pondered his intent, I became angry; how dare he call me a slut, he was just as bad, banging away at an old and ugly neighbour following the least of provocations....
"Come here, Jeanette." Jeanette rose from her position sitting by the bay windows to kneel at her master's feet. Trying to control the enormous relief she felt upon his return, Jeanette swallowed an excited yelp and managed to show only a small smile that reached her big brown eyes. Kneeling on the plush dark carpet, she bent to kiss his shiny black leathe...
Lois and Rod Tillman were attending the traditional year-end get-together that was given for the Jamestown High School faculty and staff by Maxwell Cartwright, the chairman of the school board, at his sumptuous home. The Cartwrights, an extremely wealthy couple, had a magnificent home, a mansion, really. Lois had attended the party there for several years, b...
Editor's Note: Every story stems from the vision of the author, whether by pure imagination, actual experiences, or a hope of what is to come. This story is a tribute to a woman who has become a great inspiration to me, and what I hope will become a long fulfilling relationship. A special thanks to sunny55235 for her great support and encouragement, and for...