Indian Servant Stories

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Dark Side of Hema Ch. 01

by sajit on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is a fictional attempt at erotica and will run into multiple episodes. Readers will be required to bear patience but with a promise, that they will get to see promiscuity at its best. Hema was her name, a very sexy name. Demure, coy and traditional, this south Indian Iyengar Brahmin girl was married but a vivacious flirt. Being an early bird at marria...

High Moon

by BrainVamp on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Horror

Foreword: The Indian Girl is of course a Native American girl, it just didn't feel right to use the modern terminology when talking about her. Also I would love to get your comments on this piece or any other piece I posted around here. 1. The town's name has no importance; it's just another new settlement in the middle of the Wild West. The single dust...

Indian Servant

by stuartnayes on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

My name is Celine and my husband Sylvester. We are both of Indian origin. Our marriage was by arrangement as it is the custom back home in India. I came from a very poor family background, one of the six daughters to my dad who was in a clerical job. As it was the tradition, to get a daughter married, it cost an arm and a leg, especially for the dowry demand...

Hema Malini and Her Servant Ramu

by GoodOldFella on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This is a fantasy story of mature Indian Actress Hema Malini . If anyone doesn’t like the story then he/she is most welcome to leave or send me suggestions. I have planned to write this story in several parts. I’ll be waiting for suggestions from the readers. So please send your opinions via email. 1 After finishing Higher secondary exam Ramu realized tha...

Sexual Coaching Ch. 04

by dan57 on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Swathri and her husband Shomeer, Kyrhan's brother were flowing back home. Sunita was accompanying them on Kyrhan's request. He wanted to be sure that Swathri got accustomed to her new role with her husband. Sunita was a blond American girl, presiding over the destiny of the thriving computer company her fitrst husband had built before his death, six years be...

The Tides Of War Pt. 01

by RobinLane on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 1 The look on Andrews face as he came through the door, said it all for him. Removing his hat, he sat down and poured out a drink from the scotch bottle on the table by the side of the bed. He drank it in one swallow, his face lined with suppressed anger. "The bastards have blocked any introduction other than the charge of disobeying an order....

Anger Made My Wife a Slut Ch. 14

by Splatouey on Nov 20, 2018
Group Sex

Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. * I had woken up alone. Darby evidently had an early business meeting. Fitz had brought me breakfast and then screwed me rather nicely. He said Darby had given him th...

The Indentured Servant, 1858 Ch. 02

by CatRay on Oct 26, 2020
Erotic Couplings

My name is Cassandra Harper of Small Creek, Wisconsin. Small Creek is a small northwestern area of the state. It was densely wooded country and becoming very crowded now because of the ever growing demand for lumber in the rest of the country. I lived in a small cabin with my Momma, and two younger brothers or rather, I did until yesterday when I left my h...

Phileas Fogg - A Memoir Pt. 20

by Paris Waterman on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The rash exploit had been accomplished; and for an hour Passepartout laughed gaily at his success. Sir Francis pressed the worthy fellow's hand, and his master said, "Well done!" which, from him, was high commendation; to which Passepartout replied that all the credit of the affair belonged to Mr. Fogg. As for him, he had only been struck with a "queer" idea...

Days of the Raj Ch. 05

by aaronburr on Jan 28, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Sarah's Picture Book. Sarah Maitland sat propped in bed under her mosquito net, a lamp shedding light on the outsize portfolio on her knee. Outside, night enclosed the Gangetic plain. India slept in moist heat. It was midnight. The book was precious and she had an opportunity to bid for it through Sotheby's, although opposition was being posted by the Metr...