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A Street Party Named Desire: Chapter 2

You can take the girl out of the Murias tribe, but you can’t take the Murias tribe out of the girl.

When Thursday came around, Kajal packed the fridge with beers, ready for the weekly Entertainment Committee meeting. But, rather than heat some pre-prepared chicken wings, this time, she made them from scratch, in an Indian style. Having marinated them in...

A Street Party Named Desire: Chapter 1

So there you have it. We come from a family of sluts, and that’s why we’re sluts ourselves.

In the months following his death, Kajal had considered moving into her father’s empty townhouse in Hampstead. It was more spacious than her cramped two-bedroom flat and in a much better location, situated on the edge of the Heath and only a five-minute w...

To Save A Marriage: Chapter 2

It’s nice to see she’s made an effort for me, my beautiful little Indian slut.

Neelam immediately regretted making the hotel bar their designated meeting place. Unused to fucking behind Bhavik’s back, she had been thinking about convenience when she had suggested meeting there, whereas she should have thought as a cheating wife woul...

To Save A Marriage: Chapter 1

Knowing what you said to me before, it’s as much as I can do not to fuck you right now.

“Oh my God, Emma! I can’t believe it!” “Neelam! Oh my God! What are you doing here? Do you work at the bank now?” The two old friends hugged enthusiastically. “Yes. I run Global Retail Asia. I’ve been based here in Canary Wharf for the past eleven years....

Nisha’s Husband Swap 3: Visitors. Chapter 2.

“Tell me what happened, poor love,” Nisha said, resting her hand on Fraser’s leg.

Nisha woke the following day to the sound of more fucking next door. “Oh, God! Oh, God! Fuck me harder! Fuck Mummy, then shoot your cum on her big tits. Oh God, your cock feels so good!” Fraser was evidently giving Poonam the fucking of her life, and anot...

Nisha’s Husband Swap 3: Visitors. Chapter 1

“Oh God, you’re not going to believe this - Poonam’s coming.”

“Oh God, no!” Nisha stared in shock and disbelief at her phone. Chris looked over his newspaper and put down his morning cup of tea. “Is everything okay, Darling?” Nisha didn’t respond at first as she continued to read the email with a look of horror on h...

Necklacegate

So, it’s Valentine’s Day, and your husband is a cunt, so you’re getting pissed in a bar?

‘If you’re going to have a row, perhaps Valentine’s Day isn’t the best day to do it.” Seema mulled over her friend’s words as she finished her third wine and pushed the glass towards the barman for a refill. She was right, but it’s not like you chose when...

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“Happy Valentine’s Day, Bitch!”

I want them to see what a cheating slut I have for a wife and to watch as she’s punished.

Pooja had long since accepted that all the passion between her and Adam had gone, which, she figured, was pretty typical after eighteen years of marriage. And now that she was on the wrong side of forty, and with her boobs and bum rapidly going south, she...

Nisha’s Husband Swap 2: New Year. Chapter 2

I suggest you take off that robe, kneel on the rug, and start making good on your promises.

At half past six, everyone went upstairs to prepare for the swap and to enjoy the last bit of ‘couple time’ before each joined their respective fuck buddy for the evening. Meenakshi changed into her catsuit as Sanjay took a shower. The latex felt sensual...

Nisha’s Husband Swap 2: New Year. Chapter 1

“No. Let me freshen up before you go down there. Not yet, Chris, no….”

Nisha loved people-watching and had deliberately chosen to sit on the balcony at a table which afforded her an unobstructed view of the people eating and drinking in the busy bar below. She knew her best friend, Meenakshi, wouldn’t arrive for their lunch...

Nisha’s Husband Swap: Chapter 3

Teach me how to enjoy a man in my most private, sensitive place. But be gentle as you break me in.

Nisha had recovered from her first fuck and, conscious that there was less than an hour until the swap was due to end, she was keen for the action to resume. Stroking Sanjay’s cock and balls had been all it had taken to get him hard again, and Nisha knew...

Nisha’s Husband Swap: Chapter 2

Meenakshi took her cue and leaned forward, removing her bra and draping it seductively over the back of the sofa before resuming her recumbent position, playing with her hair.

When Meenakshi heard Chris knock on the bedroom door, she bid him to come in. She lay reclined against the arm of a large, white leather sofa in the soft glow of a wall lamp. With her feet on the sofa seat and her knees slightly apart, Meenakshi knew Chri...

Nisha’s Husband Swap: Chapter 1

God knows what they will suggest next! We really ought to get our wives under control.

Nisha and Meenakshi had arranged to meet for a drink when Nisha finished work. It had been months since they had met without their husbands present. Nisha had missed the opportunity to have a candid, racy chat with Meenakshi about sex, one of the whispere...