Donna - the sort of girl you want to bend over your knee and slap her bottom until it turns purple. She's fresh out of school and prime to end up like all the other girls on this estate... Pregnant. And God would I love to put a bun in her oven. Not that I'm into all that preggers porn. They just look fat to me. But I'd rattle Donna until she was about to po...
EARLIER: Part I - Foreplay: On my first visit outside Europe during my college years, during a 3-month exchange programme, I was introduced to the exotic allure of a rustic Indian woman. My part-time maid, Meena, a village woman working in Bombay, acquainted me with the erotic secrets of her body and a subtle journey into the salacious depths of her soul, th...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Second installment, dedicated to ri...
I jumped at the sound of yet another knock on the door. "It's open," the hunters called in unison, none of them bothering to greet the latest arrivals. Grant and I exchanged a nervous glance from opposite sides of the room. Somehow, over the course of the evening, we had become separated as wave upon wave of visitors swarmed over us. So many people now fil...
Author's Note: This story is a product of imagination not meant to hurt feelings of any individual or a group of individuals. If something befits somebody it is entirely coincidental and unintentional. Some readers may find the entire story or some parts of it not plausible. With apology I remind them that this is a piece of fiction. Besides the period of...
"Why did you insist we take this old car?" I take my eyes from road ahead and glance to the passenger seat. I can't see much of my wife's face in the green glow of the dash lamps, but what I can see, eyebrows low in a line matching her lips, is enough for me to guess her mood. Seema and I attended our youngest son's graduation from university this afternoo...
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...
This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. * Mica and Melissa strolled into the main dining room of the Duck Key Club at exactly seven o'clock, followed by Billy and Dawn. Both girls were stunning...
This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. * First Lieutenant Melissa McDermott sat at her desk reading a draft of the Annual Personnel Status Report for the Air Wing. There was a rap on her door....
(This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of consent. It is a contemporary story drawing from the current situation with two characters and I attempt to alternate between their perspectives. This is a continuation of my earlier work ,"My Indian Summer". The story starts off with a young lad going to meet his newly widowed aunt who has...