The TempleChapter 8
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Hello all ISS readers, I am 33 years old, settled in Trivandrum, Kerala, A Good looking successful Business Man who has traveled widely and with rich experiences , I have been reading through the ISS site for a year now and found it quite exciting, and the thought of sharing some of my experiences with so many readers itself so scintillating. I am writing about a true story which happened in New Delhi a few years back. I am not a great narrator, but I am trying to do my best here. I had taken up an assignment as Country Manager of a very large firm in New Delhi and we had a Plush office in Connought Place which was the corporate office. Life was normal and I was cursing the travel from Mayur Vihar where the Company had provided me a large Flat where I lived alone. Only thing which used to amaze me was the women of Delhi, I used to have a lot of women working with me there , All very fair and Pretty and they way they used to carry themselves and dress themselves was very new to me coming from the south of the country. I used to enjoy the attention I get there and Sex with any women there was the last thing on my mind.
During one of our meeting in one of our branch offices at Nehru Place, I came across this stunning beauty sharika; she must be at least 5’8, very Fair, stunning looks which could weaken the knees of any man, while she was getting introduced to me she shook my hands and looked straight into my eyes, so naughty they where with a little bit of Twinkling, I was feeling strange like never before, a million butterflies flying inside my Stomach. I had a small meeting after that and I could feel her gaze on me, well I wound up my meeting and went back to office. I couldn’t enquire about her because of my senior position in office but I couldn’t take her off my mind. One Sunday when I was having a burger in the Mac outlet in CP, I had someone saying Halo from behind, I dint remember someone with such a sweet voice I turned around to see her there. She was with her parents and brother and got them introduced to me, we shared one table and her father started striking a conversation. I realized she comes from a stinking rich family and a Career was the last thing on her mind, she was trying to while her time away. We had a nice time together and she had left after that. Now this was enough for me, my mind was scheming how to get her close to me and see her again.
I schemed, I wanted someone new in my Customer Support Team and I send a note to the directors that I found this Girl very apt for the Job. Being a high performer and as a senior person at a very young age I already had made waves in the office and the Directors had no other question, they transferred her to my office. My joy knew no bounds when she walked into my office and said thank you for shifting me here, I was not enjoying the office there. I gave her a lecture on corporate responsibility and tried to impress upon her, Life was getting very exciting and I tried to spend as much as time as possible with her in the office. Being part of my team I had access to her mobile phones, and I started sending her SMS which she started reciprocating, slowly we started becoming very close pals than office colleagues, We used to catch up outside office on weekends to have Lunch together. Our SMS started becoming a regular feature after office hours and it slowly started getting Hot. We used to talk about everything on Honeymoons and slowly started moving towards Sex.
One of these days I fell sick, I had a headache in the morning so I decided to bunk office and be at home, there was a Cricket match coming up in the afternoon and I started watching the match, At 3 P.M. the bell to my apartment chimed, I was wondering who could be there as my maid comes only in the morning. I opened the door and was stuck in amazement to see that Sharika was on the door, she was very worried that I was sick and she couldn’t reach me because my mobile was switched off and wanted to see what was the problem with me, I was struck by the courage she had to walk into my house and believe me I had no intention of Sex, in fact it never crossed my mind, I was admiring her beauty and her company at home, we had some cool drinks and apples and we where talking very generally. I had switched on the TV to see some cricket, she got upset with me for that and she came to the couch where I was sitting and tried to pull the remote from me, I was holding it strong and while fighting our way she came on top of me. The smell of her fragrance was filling my nostrils and her face was so close to me and my hands weakened. Her face was so close to me and she looked into my eyes, I knew there was no stopping now and I kissed her pink Lips, and hell broke loose, our kissing continued for more than 10 Minutes, we stopped in between and kissed her again, she closed her eyes in anticipation of things to come.
Our Kissing got stronger and I slowly nibbled her earlobes and her neck, she was on fire, I was now on top of her on the couch, I started tracing her lips and her face, she was holding me close, I could feel the warmth of her breasts through the fabric, I slowly whispered into her ear asking her if I can touch feel her stomach, she said yes, and I slowly raised her T-shirt I could see her fair stomach, I touched her there, she twitched, she was not able to control anymore, she started kissing me again. My hands now came over the fabric to touch her breasts, the feeling was so good, she started exploring my chest pulling out the hairs, I pulled of my T-shirt and when My stomach touched with her naked flesh it seemed like I would explode, I again whispered that I want to feel her breasts, she said yes, I Pulled her t-shirt out, She had a red camisole inside , our bodies started crushing each other, she kissed me, started biting my lips, our tongues started exploring each other. My hand was trying to get inside her camisole and touch her nakedness inside, she closed her eyes again, when I touched the edge of her breasts, she pulled me closer to her; she started licking my earlobes, biting them.
Our groins where grinding with each other, and my fingers where slowly circling her mound and then they touched the nipples and she cried with pleasure, I couldn’t resist anymore, I pulled her camisole out, what a sight, her naked breasts where like pears, I couldn’t stop admiring their beauty. Her hands where now traveling down to my manhood and caught hold of them grasping them strong, the stronger she grasped the harder I become, I was kneading her breasts slowly, they where so supple and firm. She was becoming so hot that she started telling me to suck them, and I sucked her breasts, and nibbled at her breasts, she pulled my Zipper down and thrust her hands inside, and she got hold of my manhood, her hands where doing magic to them. We where on top, the lust inside us taking over us, our bodies where grinding with each other , My chests where crushing her breasts and then her Mobile rang, it was her father who wanted to come to city and asked her to be at a specific place , she kissed me hard again and dressed up and had to leave. That night I sat down with the SMS, and we started chatting again, this time it was getting very hot, she was opening up with her desires, we decided to meet up at my house on that Saturday Morning, My anticipation of sleeping with such a beauty did not go waste.
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It was the July 1st long weekend, and all of Gabriel’s friends would be having a blast. His best friend Azeem’s parents were away, and there would be an awesome pool party at his place. Booze aplenty, pot (now legal in Canada so the worst that could happen was being busted for underage use), and most importantly, girls. Girls in bikinis. Gabriel was sixteen, and the things he thought about the most were girls, food, sports and video games, in that order. Yes, it would be a truly epic party,...
Somewhere in South america late 1990s . My name is Jack and I am a bit of a finder of things, not always worrying about who owns the thing , if I am paid enough. This is the story of something I ended up going after for the sizable bounty that I had no idea would have such a effect on the rest of my life. I am 6ft 2 just a bit on the chubby side , brown eyes , and hair cut short. Thanks to my dad and the Army , I can sleep most anywhere , (hell I even slept standing up a few times) , know good...
Welcome, reader. If you are reading this, then you are aware, if only just, of what is ahead. You are the master. The chooser. The puppet master of the character Jennifer Stone as she traverses the Temple of Aphrodite. Will you get her out of the Temple unchanged? Will you get her out, but have her changed in some way? Or will you have her trapped within the temple walls? The choice is up to you. And now a word from the creator: know that this is a moderated story. If anyone wants to submit a...
Fetish1. This story is fiction. 2. This story is FICTION! 3. The author doesn’t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn’t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, April 2007 Synopsis: After some initial pain-play, the real...
I had been told that generally on our daily weekday interviews, Zerzinski would be free to talk to me from 9 til 11 each morning, and 2 to 4 each afternoon. A nice amount of time, and a nice way to break it up, I thought. As I also wondered about the particular activities he was engaged with during all those other hours. The generalities were things many people were familiar with. The particulars, far less so. Not only had Zerzinski not given any interviews in a decade, but no member of the...