It will simply be a collection of 5k - 20k word smutty stories that will each have a beginning, middle and end written by yours truly.Think of it as a... psychic dumping ground of an over-active imagination that spends far too much time obsessing about everything sex related. Mind controlled sexiness doubly so, I do have a passion for such deliciously dark tales.For instance; should I be watching some trashy reality TV dating show and think how a nerdy production assistant accidentally becoming an. She was talking with mom on the phone. I asked her to put on speaker. Mom asked, “How are you guys doing?” She, “Fine ma, Deepak has made dinner for us.” Mom, “Is he doing well with you?” She, “Ma, he is doing so good, he is keeping me so happy.”Now I am the one blushing. And then she gave the phone to me and dad spoke blah blah, we hung up the call. I sat beside her and asked, “Did I make you that happy?” She smiled, “You don’t know how much.” I asked, “I am going to shower, wanna join?” She. ?????????"Yeah, sure. I can make that, Is there anything else I am going to needor is this just an interview?" I replied through the phone.I had just received a call back from one of the locations I applied forwork and they were requesting my presence for an interview. Supposedly,they were short handed and needed someone to start as soon as possible. Iwas excited, the position was for a yard hand at a lumber store. It wassomething I never would have considered let alone be considered for. “Nishant stop it…”I said but the next moment our lips had locked again and we were kissing and sucking each other’s faces till my lips were feeling scraped and raw. Nishant’s hand had cupped my pussylips inside my panties and he was rubbing it fevereshly till I felt I would faint from passion. Nishant’s finger slowly found the folds of myu pussylips and went inside. I had started leaking there. Nishant soon moved my top up to my neck and made me lie on the safa. My bra cups too soon joined my.