Memsaab Stories

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Ayisha's Escapades Pt. 01

by Navelgazer15 on Jun 19, 2018
Toys & Masturbation

As her eyes opened that early September morning and the dry autumn breeze from the Arabian Gulf caressed her cheeks, Ayisha smiled with contentment. The much-awaited sabbatical had finally commenced and for the first time since she moved to Manama 4 years ago, she had a prolonged period of quiet and privacy to look forward too. Hassan her husband of 5 years...

My Indian Slut Wife Vidya Ch. 02

by spankedboy on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's note: While adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece only. It is written to deliver pleasure, and has no other purpose. I wrote this story to wank off to, and for nothing else. – Tarek Zia Author's note: I...

Confessions of an Indian HouseWife Day 04

by massagerblore on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Nandita was getting sexually frustrated. Her husband Raja used to ejaculate too fast and go off to sleep leaving her frustrated. The sex act finished almost before it started. She resolved her frustrations by masturbating in the tub in the mornings. She fantasized about her brother-in-law, Bala, her husband's friend Vivek and even her maid servant. Althoug...

My Unusual Marriage

by shiprat on Jul 13, 2020
Loving Wives

The first time I saw Dharamji, I got a creepy vibe from him instantly. It was when Parth and his mom had come to "see" me, as it is said in Indian arranged marriage lingo. I thought he was an uncle because we knew Parth's father had died many years ago. Instead he was introduced as their family friend, business partner, and "benefactor", which I found to be...

The Fifty Rupee Whore

by urbanslut on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Note - This story happens after the story 'When it rains, it pours'. ---------------- I was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath, so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A r...

Trip to Village

by mpsaab on Sep 11, 2017
First Time

Amit was spending his holidays at his uncle's house in the village. A city-bred boy, at 19 years, this was his first ever visit to a village. His parents were having a difficult time with their marriage and his father thought sending him away to the village for a month to his oldest brother's house would be a good way to settle a number of issues with Amit's...