Emma walked out of the hotel into the warmth of the Parisian night. She was looking for a bar, just somewhere to sit and read her novel over a glass of wine or two. But she was also looking for some less innocent fun. She had felt horny all day; only that morning Tom had buggered her over the desk in her office and had left her with an itch in her arsehole a...
Chapter 2: Richard Rises To The Occasion Richard had only just reached the front of the hotel when Leilah appeared. She was breathtaking sight. She had changed and was wearing a flaming red sari of almost gossamer appearance. Richard believed he could see the outline of her body as the light shone from behind her. her hair had been loosened too and was at w...
It had been a full week since the first time Alicia hugged me. Now I planned my day around those few seconds when I might see her. I didn't have anywhere else to be, but I wanted to be sure I was at the station when she got off the subway. The note I held in my pocket said hugging me was the bright spot in her day. Somehow that made it feel like I had a resp...
Author's note: This is yet another new venture for me. Its genesis is history, in the seventies, but with a healthy sprinkling of imagination. My loving thanks to my ever-tolerant muse and editor. Thanks also to all those who trouble to read this. I hope I've written something you can appreciate. NB: Edinburgh has many more vegetarian restaurants now tha...
Chapter 16 "Well, any news?" I asked Samuel, who showed me an envelope with a letter from his wife, Ravneet. I showed him an identical one from Summer. It smelled of her ... and it wasn't perfume, either. I wondered how the mail guy felt about the scent of my fiancee's pussy on the envelope, since it was likely that he recognized the smell. Judging by that...
"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...
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...
Chapter 1 - An Introduction to my Situation I was just a few days past my sixteenth birthday when first I arrived in Saratoga. My journey had been sped by the marvel of a rapid and smooth rail coach, and I often wondered at the miracle of such a speedy and modern appliance. My entire trip had been by such new means, first a steamship to the Americas and the...
I didn't believe in fairy tales, in charming princes rescuing damsels in distress from unfortunate circumstances. I have never been that naïve. I also had trouble believing that there is good in the world, until somebody sent me an angel to save me. My name is Aradhana Christina Sharif, and I came into the world on February 4, 1989. I was born in the City of...
From my early upbringing I was always taught that true beauty was natural. I was brought up in a Sikh household and my family believed in the teachings of the Guru Nanak. I had turned 18 and all my friends were using make up and hair removal products but my faith taught me to embrace my natural hair. I never cut the hair on my head or anywhere else. I had l...