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 her secret recipe spicy sauce, she put them in the oven and went to shower. Kajal knew she would be ovulating, and as she bathed, she considered the fatherhood potential...

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 walk from the tube station. However, after much soul-searching, she decided against it and put the old place up for sale, settling instead on a newly built house on the ed...

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 would. Why choose a place close to home where she or Jason might easily be recognised? The bar was bright, open plan, and virtually empty, so, in her beautiful Indian attire,...

“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. What about you? I thought you were still in Vietnam.” “Oh God, no! I came back when I met Jason - that’s him over there. He works for the bank too, but it seems he’s not...

I was shocked at first. There was no message, nothing but a photograph of me on holiday in Greece, which he must have found on Facebook. Then I noticed the thick, white ropes of semen extending from my navel to my bikini top. I quickly turned around my computer monitor in case my co-workers saw it. I didn’t recognise the email address; it wasn’t a university one, just a random Gmail address. What was this? A student prank...

Gorgeous Charmaine Nguyen strutted her tight ass and lean toned legs in a black miniskirt and white blouse as she walked arm-in-arm with her husband. She was a sexy Vietnamese woman and drew lots of attention wherever she went; her husband was just an average beta male, but as a physician provided her with much-needed financial security. Men and women turned to watch her walk by, but not just because she was hot; she had...

My usual Friday night with Olivia was cancelled due to the arranging of a girls' night out, to which I was not, inevitably, invited. After an arduous day at uni (two hours of lectures and a quick seminar), I joined a few friends for a Friday night drink. One of the guys there was collecting together a posse of guys who fancied attending a party at the local teacher training college. He pushed the idea that there would be...

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 figured that if she occasionally caught him looking at a younger, more beautiful woman from time to time, she shouldn’t be too upset. As long as looking was all he did....

As I knew that we would not be living in Okinawa forever, and probably only three years, I was going to try to get Ava to fulfill all of the “once-in-a-lifetime” sexual fantasies for me before we were going to have to leave Okinawa. You see, my wife was daring only if she thought that she would not be recognized by anyone and I thought that Okinawa would probably be the only place that we were going to live where we could...

Over the six months after Ava stripped at The Stage, she talked about the wild things that happened to her that night, from time to time. She would tell me how, prior to her big night, she was so nervous about getting on a stage in front of complete strangers and stripping naked. She said that her only comfort was knowing that no one in the audience would know her, and, by chance, if it was someone that had seen her befor...

Almost half an hour before, Ava felt the smack heard around the world as Saad's rough and powerful hand made intense contact with her right buttcheek. The smack was so well-timed and delivered that it easily unraveled the beauty. Ava went from having her black bra and panties on to now being nude with Saad. As she lay on her back, Ava was in awe of how fast everything had progressed. Ava had been kissed all over her body,...

Where we left off, Noi, Bai, and Apple got fucked by Patrick and John, and Ip was holding her teacher and deliberately making him very horny for her party. The van had arrived in Surin, in northeast Thailand, and the girls change into even more attractive attire. Even Ip changed, after she gave me a strip tease that made Patrick want to devour her. Ip, of course, although new to sex with foreigners, was loving the attenti...

I sat on the train, and I felt like the loneliest person in the world. I was looking out of the window. The Spanish countryside was racing past. There was a lump in my throat. I was trying not to cry. I’d split with Sergei six weeks earlier, but it wasn’t that. No, I was upset because Sergei, my first love and the man I’d given my virginity to, had announced he was gay. He’d first told me he was seeing someone. That hurt....

“I fucking hate bowling!” Lexi roared in frustration as she got her second gutterball in a row. “Why did we even come here?? This place sucks!!” Four or five people were staring at us by the time Lexi grumpily took her seat. Milo got up to throw his ball, which left Crystal, Taylor, Morgan and myself sitting on the bench. Morgan was nuzzled into my chest, a place she didn’t leave unless she had to. I didn’t object; Morgan...