"Do you mind if I sit here?" The redhead startled Mark Robbins with her accent and her smile; she was so pale her body lit up the otherwise dark movie theatre. He thought it was a little odd that she wanted to sit next to him, since the theatre was half-empty. "Sure!" "Thank you," she said, sitting down. Her long, curly hair was gorgeous, and her body lo...
THE HANDSOME YOUNG servant gasped softly in deep pleasure. He stood naked on the cool stone floor, his feet spread apart, his hands gripping the head of the nineteen-year old girl who knelt before him. Her pretty face was distended with the size of his swollen penis. He grunted and pulled her face deeper into his crotch, pushing his hips forward at the same...
Shweta was feeling depressed and also very upset at the way she got mauled by Rajnish. This was going to be a nightmare, she thought while licking off the left over gooey cum from her fingers as they both traveled back home in the auto-rickshaw. Raj was blissfully dozing off, what with the traffic spiraling and the auto driver finding it damn tough to nego...
This story is a sequel to “Bhavita Fakir Chhiba – The Discovery” posted in the interracial archives. The introduction is found in Bhavita 01 and 02, which is posted in the first time archives. The author hopes you enjoy all the exploits of this oversexed Indian girl who in this part of the saga has just discovered the joys of interracial sex. In the first p...
Hema lay back on the rumpled bed thinking of the days gone by especially her new found relationship with Ananth. It was working out well, they both had enjoyed a few more sexual bouts after that night full of orgy with Meekri and were nearly in know-how of all the birth and wound marks on each other's bodies. The last fuck session for the lovelorn couple wa...
At the age of 25, highly egoistic, dominant and irritating bitch, Miss Sarah took over the business empire of her father. Her dominance had no boundaries. She made her secretary strip in a meeting, made a poor accountant lick her shoe and of course slapped many of her employees including me. As my father was a loyal assistant to her(Sarah) father, I was app...
[This is a continuation of my previous attempt in writing a story. It is about Komal, an Indian housewife aged twenty-nine, whose one act of transgression leads to a process of further transformation and the next step from being a faithful wife to gradual infidelity and promiscuity even though there is some reluctance in the beginning. Her life is on the thr...
Note: This is a work of fiction. I've taken my inspiration from my favorite author who weaved true events in history with fiction, to create this story. Please treat it as a work of fiction featuring my favorite actresses and nothing more. ------------------------------- The year was 1994. I was called in by David Dhawan to his office in the Bandra area of...
“Would you like another martini, sir?” The tall, raven-haired stewardess asked him. Rueben eyed his glass and shook his head slowly. “No, thank-you, I’m fine.” The stewardess nodded obediently and moved on mechanically to the gentleman beside him. Rueben cleared his throat, sighed, and settled down. The Captain had previously announced their nearing desc...
He wasn't supposed to talk to her kind, that's what his parents said. Looking at White girls leads to nothing but trouble when you're Black and male. Besides, weren't they all fake anyway? Always throwing themselves at a brother in a club but also switching sidewalks when they see you coming at night. Impossible to figure them out, that's for sure. Alexander...