Rony Mehta: 18 books

In the darkness he started telling us stories of his childhood. All of this was going pretty well when I felt a hand around my thighs. It was Ari he was moving his hands close to my thighs.

An Indian women depicting her story of desire, lust, betrayal and experience with a stranger. "I have decided to unleash a bitch out of me. Why not? I should hit a pub all by myself. Get sloshed. Hit upon strangers and may be end up sleeping with someone. This night, no morals, no bonds, just me and my desires. I got up, freshened and checked out my wardrobe."

I knew he had no malice on his mind, and I let him come up and sleep beside me. We were sleeping on our sides, with our backs to each other. He was sleeping on the outside, facing outside while I was sleeping on the inside, facing inside (something like this: 9e). Good guy that he was, he kept trying...

I had this big crush on this guy Steve; he was our classmate and Sandra’s cousin. He was tall, good looking and full of life. Even though most of us girls in the class thought he was hot, he never used to talk to us. I started thinking if he would be attending the marriage. Of course he would be...