dipti boudi is also my didi. and there's nothing mysterious about it. diptidi grew up in our locality, just like any other middle class bengali girl, and did what they are supposed to do in the late-90's. college, coaching classes, and a little bit of line drawing ( line mara ). the typical MCB woman was afraid to test her skills in nude sketches, coz she...
The sun fell as Zoe and Grace walked up to the door of their friends' apartment. They'd been invited over on short notice. Usually, Amy liked to plan out their get-togethers a few days in advance. Today, though, she'd just sent them a short text, inviting them over with an unusually chipper "be there or be square!" "Hey, do you hear that?" Grace asked, as t...
I should have known that he was up to something when I saw him wearing a long rain-coat on a hot humid afternoon. Sure, it had rained earlier in the day and it was still cloudy, but it definitely didn't look like it was going to rain again. He probably prefers wearing it to carrying it, I thought to myself. He was tall, 6'3" or 6'4" and well built. He had a...
Nearly two years ago I took the overland train from London Bridge to Charing Cross to meet a married friend with whom I was having an on/off fling. It was a very hot, sunny late-afternoon, and I managed to grab one of the few remaining seats in the packed carriage. It was in the middle of a row, and opposite and just to my right was a pretty, petite, black-h...
I have to write about an experience I had on Saturday night. It came completely out of the blue. I was visiting my Dad for the weekend. I decided to go in to town to meet a friend. On my way in I passed a hen party (In the US I think they're called a batchelorrette party) from Donegal. They were singing on the streets. I smiled at them and walked on. I met s...
"You all know why you're here," The well dressed gentleman purrs with a smile, "You're here for the chance to win ten million dollars, CASH." He flashes his toothy grin. "You've all signed your paperwork and agreed to the terms of the game. This island," a touch of mischief touches his eyes, "Yes, I said island, which means...
From a plot proposed by Yoni * Kira, like everyday when she was in India sorted the important mail Kyrhan daily received. There were many official letters she placed on a tray for him to open. A second pile was addressed to herself under various names : Kira Chowdhury (the Indian identity Kyrhan had provided her), Kira Singh (her marital name in India) or,...
In a few hours I was going to fuck Tina Khan. Tonight I was cooking for Tina at my pad and cooking dinner for girls - no matter how average the food - has always ended in the bedroom with all my girlfriends. A few of them could not understand or cope with my sex drive and left me. But most still come back for more, even though they've broken up with me long...
Authors Note: 1. This is the first story, part of a series. Please read the other stories for context. 2. This novel contains more of romance, self discovery and plot building up to sex. 3. Please vote and also leave a constructive feedback or a comment. ***** Kamya lay down on her bed awake contemplating on the events that took place over the past wee...
Hello readers, this is a continuation of the earlier part 'Indian Wife & the Sea of Lust Ch.01'. This part contains the sexual part of the story, so please read the earlier part to get a better idea and the gist of the story. Rakesh was rubbing her bare back giving her goosebumps all over her body. Sheetal whispered in his ear," I love you too". It gave Rak...