My husband, Vijay, left on his business trip, after he watched an eyeful of love (and lust), which Kishan and I blatantly demonstrated, for each other (Previous chapter explains why 'blatant'). I would have never imagined, before we came on this trip, that I would even be masturbated naked, with my willingness, in the company of two fully clothed men. After...
It was the first time in my life that I am traveling alone for an international Journey. We (me and my husband) came to India on vacation together. But my husband has to return back early as he didn't have enough vacation. I wanted to stay little longer so that I can spend more time in India. Now, I have to make my journey from Delhi to San Francisco alone....
© Prahaar 2006. All rights reserved. Author's note: Please read '2927 Vadodara Express – Chapter 1' Some of the sexually significant dialogue is in Gujarati or Hindi to preserve the original flavor. Every word has been translated into English. Thank you for all the feedback, comments, requests, story ideas, encouragement and exhortations to write more....
Lila was 38, married and had two kids in school. Her husband ran a small business downtown. They lived a contented life, with a house on mortgage, small car etc., For years she had been working with the bank and was quite senior staff there even though she was just a secretary. She had been with the bank for 10 years and was the senior most boss’ secretary....
CHAPTER 15: SADNESS As the evening continues, her companions try to pry information from her; where are you from, what do you do, how exactly did you get stuck here? But each time Mora deflects their questions in a roundabout way. She spends most of her time tracing the grain of the table with her eyes. Rick converses freely but when it is almost dawn he fi...
From the neighborhood... Ms. Daisy was our company's Employee Relationship Manager. She was my neighbor and a good friend too. She had moved to my neighborhood when I was 20 years of age. Today, at 45 she is 15 years elder to me, but that had not affected our friendship in any way. We both worked for the same company and I was in her department. My role as...
The following day: "Tell me the truth, master," said Becca. "Okay. Ask your question then." They were seated on lounge chairs by the hotel swimming pool. Becca was in a bikini outfit that seemed to attract a lot of staring eyes at her. She was lying on her face, presenting the sun with her back while some of the hotel guests got a good view of her round b...
I guess I froze. Not a very common sight it makes out to be. A middle class married housewife standing in the middle of a library, her sari bunched around her waist, bent over with her blouse open, her bra almost in her mouth and her ripe fruits hanging to be plucked. I guess the very thought of it would make any man or woman either shit with fright or get v...
Author's Note: This is the follow-up encounter between Kavitha and Jamal promised at the end of "Shy Indian Wife's Humiliating Exam" and "My Humiliating Immigration Exam." While this story can be read on its own, it references characters from these stories as well as from "Mom, Medical School, and Dr. Jamal." All the kids had left for the day, and I was in...
One of my cousins' tuition teachers, Sridevi, is a Malayali in her late twenties. Only a Bengali woman can look as beautiful as she looks in a sari, with her nice body, big boobs, and lovely wide ass. She used to come to our house to teach my cousin. Whenever she came to our house I always peeped at her cleavage. The sight of her boobs rising and falling as...