Chapter 5: In the Pub and What Happened Next Em got to the pub before me, but was waiting for me in the car park. As tempted as I was to start asking questions, I kept my counsel; the evening had already taken so many different and unexpected turns, I didn't want it to take a wrong one. I slipped my arm around Em's shoulder and gave her a quick squeeze a...
Faye Lamb relaxed in her bath, letting the hot water and soothing oils wash over her body, ridding it of the tensions of the day. Faye had been charged with organising the Sharma's Confectionary customer day. It was full of potential pitfalls, but to here great relief, all had gone well. She was now in her room at the luxury hotel, which hosted the event....
Hi readers! Zeenat here from Bangladesh but educated in USA. First, a little information about myself: I'm a twenty-seven year old female, unmarried, short and chubby with long black hair and a fair complexion. Other details are my 34D bust, 38 panty size, pierced nose, thick puffy slit, sultry looks and a loose pussy after my experiences with Bob. Shortly...
Kira s plane landed at last on Orly airport, in Paris outskirts. The trip had seemed unusually long to her. She was very eager to meet her husband Dan who should be waiting for her at the arrivals exit. She had left for India three months ago. Her Master Kyrhan had her discover some of the major Indian feasts, just to check her mastering of English and Hindi...
It was evident to Cynthia that Ann had invited her to Thomas Randolph's funeral to rub it in how well off Tom had left her, to put Cynthia on notice that she was going to fight Cynthia's behest from Tom's will, and to compare how the two former intimate friends had held up over the years. Cynthia went to the funeral to assure herself that her first husband w...
I was totally pissed off! 'To hell with them,' I thought. I'd been doing a good job with the Marshal's service but if this is the way that they wanted to treat me, my people, and my work, then they could take that star and stick it where the sun don't shine! I stomped out. Tying my horse to the back of the medical wagon I told my wives climb on, as I'd...
I was raised in a small village called Ramnagar, in India. At the age of 18, I was married off to a man twice my age, because he did not ask for a dowry. He was an Indian living in Africa. Immediately after our marriage we flew to Africa, and in those few hours my husband never even touched me. I had heard from married ladies in India how a husband touches...
Indian Vollyballers: The Boys Follow the Girls to India Rick and Jay were never able to get the memories of and feeling for Naina and Ritu out of their minds. They were soon communicating with the girls daily via email. Naina and Rick's messages soon became very romantic and sometimes explicit. After a month or so, they professed their love for each other....
Note: This story is purely adult entertainment; it's also my National Nude Day contest entry. It has explicit descriptions of masturbation and lesbian sex. Please don't read it if you aren't old enough to legally. The story is fiction; any resemblance of this character to anyone is coincidental. OOoOO My alarm clock beeped loudly. I slapped the switch, sa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** In Part 3 (Unbridled Lust), I wrote about how Malti the teenage-age daughter of Vivek's servant Mangesh was ripped after by me and Vivek. After emptying myself inside Malti's ass, I pulled out - tired, drunk and satiated - and grabbed my pants and walked to the room where m...