Please read A Serendipitous Weekend before reading this for batter appreciation of this story Kyle returned home and told Shannon about the Serendipitous Weekend he had with Jit. Rather than being angry, she was jealous. There was no anger among them on these matters, as long as they did not keep it hidden from each other, as long they shared their experien...
I would like to thank darkangel718310 & Annieandy. They were great editors. Any errors are my fault. I went back and had a nerdgasm over certain paragraphs after they were edited. There is a lot of detail and it takes time to get to the sex. There will be mistakes feel free to help me improve, by telling me what can be fixed. ------------------ It's now t...
Reminiscences of a Slut - Renu, the Cock Throb-Part 1. 21 year old Renu was feeling extremely hot in the month of December that too in Ranikhet which is known to be chill cold in winters. She took off her pink shirt and started feeling her self. Her mind started drifting, the guy Babu across in the Chitrakoot Block was an irritant, and he was after her puss...
I still remember when it all started. My ship was docked at Rotterdam. I finished my shift, returned to my room, and as was the daily routine, logged into Skype to talk to my wife Menaka back in Mumbai. It was almost midnight there. Menaka was on time as always. We exchanged notes about each other's days, she told me about how our eight year old Ayan had sc...
"BOTTOMS UP!!!" We all shouted in unison and downed the fifth round of shots that night. The tequila burned my throat and the fumes almost seemed to come out my nostrils. I sucked on the lemon and winced at its tartness. "Well done, Janu." Abir leaned in, squeezed by shoulder and rubbed my back. I giggled. I looked up and saw my friend Kriti looking at me...
Rai laid in Nik's arms as they sat on the couch. It had been a trying week for her in the ER and she needed a lot of love and affection from her man. She literally pressed her face against his warm, masculine chest when a cellphone sung its ringtone. "Seriously? Better not be work again," she cursed, grabbing it. "Hello?" Her face turned from pissed to ann...
This story was adapted from a chat play between myself and Mark_44. The noise of the club is dulled outside the little back room as the bar fills the orders for last call. The walls are tagged with graffiti and gig posters. I walk in, all five-foot-three of me, with a wide grin and my phone in one hand and a bottle of Stella in the other. My skin is light b...
Ayesha watched her husband's car speed out the driveway and winced at the screeching noise the wheels made. Leaning her head against the window panel she felt silent tears course down her cheeks. She did love him and wanted to be the ideal wife but the hunger refused to be purged. It was as if there were two people in her warring to take control of her. She...
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Any resemblance to real characters is purely coincidental. I can't think of too many better ways to spend a Friday evening than to be relaxing on my sofa, sun streaming through the open window on my 3rd floor flat, with a glass of good whisky on the rocks next to me and my cock enveloped in a warm and willing mouth. The warm and...
Dusky Salma Tahira may not be glamorous as often seen in fashion world, but her beauty is more subtle, her dusky looks and large rounded eyes with large irises give her a charming and youthful appearance. She has physical traits of a true feminine beauty; narrow shoulder, small rib cage, narrow waist and big buttocks which give her a feminine softly curved,...