Monday (20th March) was an experience of a lifetime. We were invited to a great party for holi. My husband told me in advance that it would be a nude party. But he did not have an idea what it would be like. We flew down to Delhi the day before just to attend the party. The host was a rich man but not very well known. I only once attended such a party in Cal...
I had gone over to the grocery store late in the afternoon the following day, returning with several bags of groceries that I was juggling on my way over towards the elevators. "Here, let me help you with those." I heard a voice saying. I turned almost dropping one of the bags at the sound of the woman's voice. "Thank you," I said as she just caught it, t...
David couldn’t believe this was really happening. He was fucking Laura Crawford. Him. David Myzinski. Below average looking, below average student, below average athlete, eighteen year-old virgin, zero personality David was sliding his stiff cock into the hot, wet pussy of the hottest girl in the Senior class. It had all happened so quickly. Starting with t...
Lying back Stard closed his eyes, "Not yet Stard, we are just getting started." The mistress said. Taking her right hand down, she started fondling with Stard's now soft shaft. With her other hand, she reached the back of Stard's head and pulled his head to her blossom. Looking at the tender and firm breast, Stard instinctive kissed her cleavage and then m...
It is late Saturday night. Hank has spent a good part of Friday evening and many hours of Saturday sitting at a computer in his third floor apartment. More time was used earlier in the week -- at work and evenings at home -- writing the report. He is working on an important report that his boss wants on Monday afternoon at 4:00 pm -- or sent to him by ema...
As a girl, Sue had been a parent. Her father and mother had died young, but now before giving her a baby brother to care for. So, a teenage girl, she'd stepped into the gap. Washed his clothes, done his dishes, cut the crusts off his sandwiches. All while a part of her, and it fluctuated in size every day, saw the other girls who only had to worry about diet...
8 months later I am sitting in the middle of the bed. I have taken a shower—have scrubbed the dirt from city's monotony away. My hair is washed. The smell of citrus shampoo clings to each strand and if I turn my head just so, I can breathe deep, and remember sweet summer days from two years past. I have squeezed just the right amount of lotion onto my palms...
Authors note: I think I got a bit adventurous with this Dark Angel story as you would have noted by my having Max travel to Boston for her current mission. Many of you comment on the fact that you love that I stick to the 'feel' of the TV series, and I don't want to stray from that too much. So while I'm changing the story somewhat to accommodate more sordid...
“It’s all over, Tech!” Batman declared. He glanced to his right and saw Commissioner Gordon fleeing the Mad Hatter’s warehouse lair with the Mayor’s daughter, Catherine, in tow. The kidnapping of the Mayor’s daughter had gripped the city. It had taken Batman days to find the Hatter’s lair. When he finally did track down where Jervis Tetch was hiding the inno...
My wife is a nymphomaniac. Not a horror but an adventure story The dictionary defines nymphomania as excessive and uncontrollable sexual desire in women. Medical science classifies nymphomania as a disease. * * * Ours was an arranged match. When the offer first reached my ears I was not inclined to go through with the bride viewing process for the age...