The former plantation house sat upon on a cliff-edge. To the east is rich pasture leading to pristine rainforest while to the west beyond a 50ft cliff lay a white pearly beach. Little remained of the grand house as it had been extensively modernised and opened up with large glass walls to the rear that led out onto a large terraced pool garden where tonight'...
In the busy Pondy Bazaar Shweta dressed in a very traditional south Indian saree with a brand new blouse and a perky panty went inside the jewelry showroom along with her husband Raj. They were recently married and this was the first outing on a purchase after tying the knots. The jewelry showroom was like a pavilion and it was gold, silver everywhere. On...
Over the following years - after much trial and error – I eventually began to master the art of enjoying Jane: I aimed for her to provide maximum stimulation, while avoiding the pitfalls of her being recognised and pressured into providing sex on demand. Our weekends away continued as before, and - as before - with mixed results – sometimes her performances...
When Richard had left, I knew that I was now having to tend to my wife. Not that that was anything new for me, but now I was ordered to do so by my boss. In fact, I was still a bit confused. That had all happened so quickly. I mean, the day before I had been a devoted husband, with a woman who loved me and was all happy with my dick. Now, she was sprawled ou...
Cassie plodded up the steps to the apartment building, fumbled for her key and let herself in. She wondered whether Modesty would be at home. However conventional Modesty might be as a forename for a girl in Barbados, it was a complete misnomer for her friend. Her voluptuous flatmate took full advantage of her curves and flaunted them wherever and whenever p...
After Carl and Monica left, Jessica and I took it easy just relaxing and drinking. I went inside and blended up a pitcher of frozen daiquiris. Warm weather and cold drinks go great together. We were well on our way to a good buzz when Jessica said she was getting hungry. I went inside and called the pizza parlor. They said the pie would arrive in forty-five...
Angelica Bowman looked around for her boyfriend, Stewart. She couldn't find him anywhere in the large, sprawling mansion. She wanted to have fun at her company Christmas party, but that wouldn't exactly be easy without her boyfriend to reassure her. She had only been with Markham Industries for a few months and she didn't know most of her co-workers very wel...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
"I'm sorry, my brother, but I don't deal with black male subs," Mistress Haram said casually into the phone, polite but firm as usual. As one of a few black female professional dominants operating in the City of Regina, Saskatchewan, she was used to fielding unusual requests. Still, this one was a no-brainer. From the accent on the other end, she could tell...
So it went on. Ponni and Selvi were the two most sex craved women Ramu or Muthu had heard of. They took any opportunity to have sex. Lucky their house was far away from the other neighbours, otherwise they could have easily tumbled on to their group orgies. It was the same. Muthusamy could only achieve an erection when he saw Ramu fucking Ponni or Selvi. Whe...