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Bus Ride

by Tabukhan on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Salma, Nagma, Shilpi and Neha were a gang of 4 girls popular in the college as G4. They were fun loving, brash and aggressive girls. Their pranks were famous in the college and everybody in the college even boys and some of the teachers were scared of them. No one would dare to mess with them. All of them stayed in Shalimar Bagh and used to take DTC bus to...

Seema: An Ambitious Maid Ch. 04

by sajit on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Pradip went back home, satiated. He could not have asked for more, Seema was an excellent woman and possessed a desirable pussy.He was given a fairly elaborate 'goodbye' in the sense that Seema literally tied her loose hair all around his cock amd kept it meshed for minutes before she realised that the 'member' was aroused and kicking. Then, she licked and l...

Good Morning India Ch. 01

by dan57 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

The first adventure of Kira The plane from London had just landed on the airport of Jaipur. Kheyrah was glued to the cabin window. It was the first time she was traveling to India and she had dreamed of it for years. She had been fascinated by India, the beauty of the landscapes, the splendor of the palaces but even more by the glamour of Indian women in th...

A Somali Prince at the C.R.A.

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

What's up people? The name is Ali Diriye and I'm a young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Sometimes I honestly wonder why I don't just leave this bogus town. I recently got hired by the Canada Revenue Agency, better known as the CRA. I am twenty four years old, and recently graduated from Carleton University with a Bachelor'...

I Can Control Myself.... Can't I ?

by justwhatyouwant on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I am a 20 year old Indian girl and this is the story of how just one incident transformed me. Right from the age of 14 when my body really began to blossom, I have been aware of the stares men gave me. I had been brought up decently if not exactly conservatively, and even though my parents gave me a lot of freedoms, they always expected me to maintain my Ind...

Bad Romance: Carleton University

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

"Anjali, I'm the kind of person who switches gears pretty fast, and it works for me, so, later, it's your loss," I said to my ex, a lovely, diminutive and curvy brown gal from Kerala, India, whom I made the mistake of giving two years of my life to. Anjali Shaji looked at me with those big brown eyes of hers, and folded her arms. Shaking my head, I walked aw...

Bhavita Ch. 03

by Bhavita on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter 03: The Discovery For those of you who have read the first two chapters of this ever-growing series about an oversexed Indian girl you will have no difficulty in understanding the concepts provided here. For those who haven't, I suggest you go back and read them. They are in the first time section. Bhavita always found dark skinned men very erotic...

Bhavita

by Bhavita on Sep 15, 2017
First Time

Bhavita, The following story is based on actual events. The writer has experienced these events personally and has drawn from other fortunate men who have also experienced the pleasures that Bhavita has to offer. Bhavita Chhiba is a stunning gujerati female residing in Umgeni Heights in Kenville, Durban, South Africa. She stands no taller that five feet a...

Jagdeep and Jalil on OC Transport

by Samuelx on Feb 6, 2018
Interracial Love

In the storied, tropical realm of the Republic of Guyana, a unique society exists, made up mainly of Africans and Indians, both of whom were brought to this part of the world in ages past by European colonists who exploited them. The ancestors of today's Afro-Guyanese were forcibly brought to Guyana from West Africa, and the ancestors of today's Indo-Guyanes...

Urban Radicals Ch. 02

by virgofemme on Nov 11, 2019
Non-Erotic

As the Ford Fairline pulled up at the curb, Ronald gazed out and studied the house. A two-story Victorian which was built in the 1930's, it was painted all-white, with a well-kept lawn. Seeming to stare right back at him, the old Victorian was positioned in the middle of a long block. The community was poor, working class, and right in the heart of West Oakl...