The next morning I was not sure if I should confirm with Sanjay whether he actually meant everything he promised during our love making last night love making. I could see that he was still hesitant when I suddenly wrapped myself around him, still nude, with my big boobs jutting into his back. I am quite sure he would have been equally surprised because this...
It is hard to identify the exact starting point of my peccadillo. It is also hard to put a precise label on it. Exhibitionism comes closest. But it isn't exactly exhibitionism, at least not the way I generally see the word being used. I don't think of myself as an exhibitionist because I have never really enjoyed exhibiting myself to others. At least I have...
Amith was enjoying the power he had to decide which woman gives how much amount of hair for charity. Since he used to tell the barber how much to cut, he wielded complete power on what the woman on the chair would look like next. He had already given very short cuts to a lot of the women who had sat in the chair earlier. He used to get rewarded for every cut...
All companies, businesses, people and places described in this story are fictionalized. This chapter reads like a romance story and there is no sex in it. Thanks to Alwaysready64 for editing, without his help my story would not have ever got out into the ether. This is the last chapter of the story; I do not plan to write more. I hope I tied up all loo...
Amit was spending his holidays at his uncle's house in the village. A city-bred boy, at 19 years, this was his first ever visit to a village. His parents were having a difficult time with their marriage and his father thought sending him away to the village for a month to his oldest brother's house would be a good way to settle a number of issues with Amit's...
Few centuries ago. "This is not a good idea." A man with a weird accent was speaking to his colleague. The colleague who was wearing a black and black costume didn't say anything. "We can't disobey his orders." "But it almost destroyed our civilization." "It still exists." The other one said. "We will have to save this world from what is about to happ...
This story is fantasy, not intended to offend at all, no hidden negative messages to any group of people: it's JUST a fetish. Saying that I'd greatly appreciate feedback, suggestions, comments, prefer private messages as I like to directly communicate with those that send messages. Everyone involved in anything sexual in this story is of the legal age limit...
This story is a multi-chapter series about Cyrus, a young guy from Mumbai, India, who has recently discovered his desire for a new dream in his life. He decides to change professions, and follow his passion for photography. The story starts in Mumbai as Cyrus plans a long trip to New Zealand to pursue his passion and rejuvenate his mind for a new life ahead....
"Where is my shirt, Ohh god you have not pressed it," Dilip picked up his crumpled shirt. "At least I washed it," Anita shouted from kitchen. "What am I going to wear, you know today is a very important meeting for me and I need this white shirt," he sounded miserable. "Please iron it yourself, my baby, I am busy preparing the breakfast," Anita spoke. "...
I read the email three times and jacked off all three times in delight to see how far things had progressed. Part of me was a little jealous too at the fact that Menaka seemed to be getting more emotionally involved with Dara than earlier. But I told myself that it was inevitable. I was more focused on the absolutely kinky developments of my wife spending th...