Short Story: My Royal Enfield 350 & Bindhiya

The boys would know what it means to ride a bullet with a hot, sexy woman in the pillion seat. I was the object of envy at work & I gloated with pride, enjoying the attention. Dating Bindhiya and riding my bullet was a double whammy. I had the best of both worlds. I just couldn't decide what was better, mounting Bindhiya or my bullet. Both gave me the ultimate feeling of masculinity. Everything was going great until that fateful day...

Short Story: Locked in a closet with a stranger during communal riots

Riots had broken out, a Hindu boy was accused of raping his Muslim classmate & both communities had gone ballistic. Jyotsna was in the physics laboratory and had climbed into the closet, only to find that it was already occupied. For both to fit in, they had to snuggle close, really close. What happened next?

The incomplete kiss…

'Today i will take the new Sea-link...and one day I will kiss her while driving on the sea-link'... He could picture her in a silk gown...looking as ravishing as ever, halter necks really suit slender frames like hers he thought to himself...he could see her skin glistening under the bright lights of the Sea-link...and just under the tallest part of the bridge...he could see him just about to kiss her in the moonlight...

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