This is a continuation of my first story "The Beginning". Thanks to all the feedback. I have tried to improve.. Please keep your comments coming.. The other guys then one by one colored my face and in return I put color on them. There were 5-6 of them, and a few were bold enough to go beyond my neck. I was a little taken aback, but for some reason extreme...
This story had been staged in plains of Punjab, India, (now in Pakistan)in around 1800 AD. So, this story is a little bit diffrent from what we read normally, I am sure that you would be very happy to go through, and enjoy, dear readers of sex stories from India. Gambhir Singh was a leading General in the Army of Maharaja (King) Manjit Singh. During the bat...
Terry could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she turned into the parking lot. She was so scared that she had to force herself to take deeper breaths. Pulling into his assigned spot the front tires hit the curb hard enough to jerk her forward. She cursed as she shut off the engine. She checked her clock. It was 12:50. Ten minutes to go. After lighting...
"Ah, finally" she thinks to herself as she pulls in the driveway after a good day at work. She had been looking forward to getting the raspberries in shape for the season, but there is something else that goes hand in hand with her yard work which excites her more than thoughts of the berry harvest. She sighs and smiles to herself. She would never forget th...
Andrew stretched out lazily on a grassy hill staring up at the beautiful blue sky. His eyes were focused entirely on a single wispy white cloud that seemed abnormally determined to get some place. Andrew wasn't sure why but he'd imagined it as a wolf and that bush up on the mountain was a fat little pig. As far away as it was that pig had to be a couple of t...
I am a silkeon, a red furred and green eyed warrior, small but fierce. While I have had many adventures hunting for poon-tang and Egroegs, few have been stranger than the time I traveled to a distant part of our world and found a GayEgroeg. In the usual flow of life, I scour the jungle looking for the smelly poon tangi, especially the silver haired kind, s...
"Cley, what's wrong, please tell me." Jareth pleaded while holding her. She sobbed harder and his shirt was starting to stick to his shoulder, but right now he didn't care. "Cley, you have to stop crying now and talk to me." "I don't want to talk, I just want to be held right now." She chocked out between sobs. She wrapped her arms around him tighter and ju...
The night beckons. Who am I to refuse its call? Those are the thoughts filling my head as I leap from the Hancock Tower, Boston's Tallest Building and land on my feet on the pavement, seven hundred and ninety feet below. It's times like these that I am grateful for being more than human. Superhuman strength and speed along with accelerated healing and durabi...
NOTE 1: 2IC = second-in-command. NOTE 2: SERE = "Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape." This is the special training for 'high risk of capture' military personnel. SPOILERS: Season 1 ep. "Non Permissive Environment" * Bob Brown found himself in an unimaginable predicament. It stretched his acting abilities to pretend he was enjoying the old man's se...
Dear Babydoll, I told you I often fantasized about you while alone in the shower. This night was no different, but if anything, it was more intense. We were, as my fantasies often are, in the motel room we plan to share. It had a large, old-fashioned tub, with only a shower curtain that ran across the front. Of all things, this time I imagined me washing y...