My name is Preeti and I am writing this story on behalf of Nandini. Please note, this is a slow burn story so don’t expect full sex very soon. Be patient with me because I will take you thru a detail of her real life and the way it evolved. I hope you all enjoy it and show me your love with your likes and comments.
Our adventure of a life-time, began in the Fall of 1985. Our deeply personal, true narrative recounts a six-month "wild travel adventure" that my best friend Alish and I experienced. Visiting Europe, Greece, working on a Turkish farm, strippers in KSA, and worked a few private parties. We grappled with whether we were "sluts or prostitutes." Ultimately returning home with "mixed emotions and deep-dark secrets.
From the Crazy in Carson saga This is one of my favorites from my FetLife journal copy/paste backlog because its comical! Its technically not the last one from the backlog but the rest are the Gil saga and those are a whole thing! Anyways, this is about when my pre-transition self was fucking my ex boyfriend in mine and my ex wife's room until there was a comical interruption.
A St. Maarten Story A burnt-out exec returns to St. Maarten for a solo escape, haunted by memories of a threesome with two Colombian girls. (Loosely based on true events)
My dad was thrilled when his beloved Steelers finally won "one for the thumb". It just so happened I was having my own "Super Sunday" with his brother and son!
In fantasies, anything happens without consequence, responsibilities are cast aside, and everything works out If only that was true in real life. As a daughter, I have a responsibility to obey and submit myself to my dad in whatever way he demands. This has never been an issue for me (forgetting about cleaning my room) as he loves and respects me not only as his daughter, but as a woman. In real life there are times when my morals and ethics has consequences. This was one of those times.
It had been ages since I'd spent a night at my old freshman roomie's house and even longer since we shared her married older brother. Better late than never...
Guys from on-line have been begging me to meet them for years but so far none of them have succeeded. Who would have thought the first person I met from on-line would be a woman - and a married mother with three kids at that?