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Superior Punjabans: a lift and carry story

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 I fell in love, dated, and eventually married this girl: Sweety ; that’s what she went by . Her name was Simran Kaur. Her beauty was ethereal. Her family comes from a region in north India called Punjab. As a white man living in Canada, I was no stranger to her people. I didn’t know too much about it. She was sensitive and sweet. She had ridonculous body and I was always in awe of her. She was a yoga instructor on the side and kept really fit. She smiled , danced, and never failed to charm me or anyone. My family loves her . She’s intelligent and kind as well. Covid restrictions were lifted and we made plans to travel again. I had never gone to Punjab and since 4 years , she had not visited India either. Us covid couples had some catching up to do.  We flew to Delhi and got in a car towards Punjab. I liked the change in scenery. I was excited to explore her vibrant culture. Agriculture lands on the way made me fall asleep. When I woke up, we were there. A giant palatial house...

Who’s your queen ?

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 Katrina threw a couple of punches making Jacquilene (Jacky) retreat. Jacky let out a sarcastic laugh as she made advances with kicking Katrina at the side of her torso a couple of times. Her large legs connected with the Katrina’s obliques putting her on defensive. Katrina caught Jacky’s leg, hoping to destabilize her but Jacky pulled Katrina close using her and head butted her. Katrina wiped her slightly cut lip and got really pissed while Jacky just smiled coyly biting her lower lip seductively. Katrina went beserk throwing punches and kicks, most of which Jacky dodges and grabs Katrina in a bearhug, she lifts the former queen up as Katrina struggles to get down. Jacky authoritatively carries katrina in a bearhug for few steps before slamming her on the ground with her on top. The former queens tussle as Jacky pins Katrina down with hands and bends down and kisses her. She gets up as Katrina holds Jacky’s muscular back as the queens make out. Jacky whispers in Katrina’s ears “I ...

Biker girl 2: Switch

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 I met this girl in my late 20s that I had a torrid sexual affair with. She took me from a bar and for 2 weeks, we were on the road on her bike , barely talking , having rough passionate sex all the time. She was the toughest woman I know. I tried to track her down for a whole year and couldn’t. Didn’t even know her last name. I looked for other women like her - and all I found was submissive uneducated women who neither had her grace or beauty or buffness. She was clearly one of her kind. I moved on eventually. I was now in a stable relationship with Jenny. Jenny was all things a man can want in a woman, a feisty attitude, an incredible Pilates constructed body, a beautiful face with blonde hair . She was demure and a specimen of femininity. Some mornings, cuddling, I could feel her abs and think of Katie but as she woke up , I loved her for her. We were amazing in bed as well. It’s something about those 2 intense weeks that made me an animal in bed and whoever could keep up with ...

Biker girl

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 It was a shady bar. They had some country music playing. Why was I there ? I don’t know. Loud ruffians were sitting on tables drinking their light beer and shouting at each other. I was watching the basketball game sipping my beer in peace. Then it happened, door opened and in walks an ethereal beauty, black jacket , black hair , black jeans - gorgeous face , brown eyes.  Strikingly beautiful. The slow motion walk of this gorgeous woman was highlighted by her red lips. Lipstick that bold is a tale of past after it got co opted by prostitues but here it contrasted from her gothic badass leather chic. She held the helmet with disdain. She was packing so much more weight that a girl of her height which was also decent, would in general. Her jeans worked hard to stay on her thunderous thighs. No use of looking for the calves as the boots covered them. The most noticeable feature in her was her chest tattoo and just what was peaking out of that jacket. She wore a crop top or sport...

First class: A lift and carry story

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 Urgh…. I’ve been trying to book my tickets for almost a day. How are all flights either cancelled or full ? Guess my best bet is to go wait at the airport and hope my waitlist clears. “Is there anyway I can get on a flight ?” - I asked the check in desk lady. A striking woman, either her counter had a step stool or she was like tall and broad. She said “sir , all flights are booked.” Dejected , I thought of using my sweet smile and appealing to her “it’s okay, thank you mam- I just wish I could get to my wife, it’s our anniversary after all.” She took a deep breadth and looked like she was trying to do something, then, she picked up her phone and started texting. She looked me up and down and texted a bit more. Then she asked, “is your wife going to come and pick you up at the airport ?” Thats a weird question for an airline to ask. I said “yes” . She said to write down my wife’s name and phone number. She said “I don’t usually do this but I am upgrading you sir .” I was elated - ...

Love at first fight 8: Duel 2

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 6 months have passed. I had a slight jarring infatuation with Jade after that Disney date where she reversed gender roles and treated me like a princess. Thankfully Hayley brought me back. Here’s the thing, I feel so equal and capable in company of Hayley that I never think of me as a dress wearing princess. We’ve never really fought even though we’ve had slight physical playtimes and sex. I don’t know how strong she is. She did start training and I must say - girl picks up fast and packs up muscle fast. I participated in training her from my years of gladiator experience. At four month mark , I noticed her biceps were getting bigger maybe bigger than mine. At 5 month mark, she beat me in armwrestling. At 6 month time, she was training with scary MMA crowd and I didn’t wanna find out if she could beat me. If she couldn’t, even a recently injured sonakshi would’ve been a problem for Hayley. I just don’t want that to weigh her down. I didn’t want her to get hurt. Well if I thought o...

Love at first fight 7: duel 1

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All was set. Sonakshi and her lawyers brawled verbally with Hayley but had to agree to the duels. First one was set to be sonakshi vs jade cargill . You have to be kidding me. Jade is a goddess of pure muscle and strength. Her ebony bronze body radiates power. Sonakshi stood no chance . But she did beat me and so many times decisively and exerted total physical, sexual, and emotional control on me that I couldn’t help be intimidated. Hayley and I watched as Sonakshi entered the arena dressed like an Indian queen. She had flowy yet revealing clothes. A lot of brown women supported her and exchanged funny looks with me. I looked at ananya and Sara laughing and teasing me with their eyes, Jhanvi also winked, Rashmika touched her lips and then slid her hand down to her thighs reminding me of my humiliating near death experience, nayanthara just smiled. My mind was back to being in a psyche of oppressed bitch and then I looked at Hayley who just smiled at me reassuringly and then I forgot a...

Love at first fight 6: London

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 After earning my freedom from sonakshi. I moved to London. She gave me a killer recommendation as if I am senior leadership material. I got a sweet consulting gig. I kinda missed the weekly combats with women. I made a new friend group and there was this undeniable will they won’t they chemistry between me and one of my coworker Hayley. I’ve been with women, strong women, fought women but no woman has been as womanly as Hayley. She was extremely beautiful. I was in love .  She was also very smart, funny and athletic. We’d go on hiking and climbing trips together. Just something about her made me feel so capable and strong as well. She would always listen to me and pull my leg. We fell madly in love. The kind of love that makes you forget everything. The sex , the sex was electric - with a connection so deep, we both cry at the end of orgasms. I did forget everything - by everything I mean - how I lived as a house bound help and involuntary gladiator in a circle of rich Indian...