Tree Feet Mem Stories

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Indian Wife and Maid's Husband

by rupanita on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

It was after a long time that the Guptas were giving a party. Their close friends the Sharmas and Mitras would be there. Anita got along very well with the ladies just as her husband Amit got along with their spouses. It was 5 p.m. and time to get dressed. Usually Anita dressed in Indian attires i.e sarees or the far more common salwar kameez. All with slee...

Indian Wife & Second Encounter

by rupanita on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Things gradually settled down to a normal routine. The event was largely forgotten and if the culprit was not apprehended it was because of Simran. Lakshmi used to take good care of her but to her own surprise Simran did not feel traumatized as perhaps rape victims should have felt. If anything she remembered how he had made her go on all fours and had enter...

"I Could Write a Book"

by estragon on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"I COULD WRITE A BOOK" But That Doesn't Mean You Get a Deduction Budding authors, before you sing Richard Rodgers' and Lorenz Hart's 1940 classic song from "Pal Joey", read and heed the lesson United States Tax Court Judge Vasquez gives you would-be best-sellers in Michael S. Oros, 2012 T. C. Mem. 4, filed 1/4/12. Mike worked full-time for Intel (ba-bing,...

Without You I Have Nothing Ch. 25

by JAScooter on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

In the darkness of early morn, Peter lay awake, thinking of the day ahead. Yes, his sisters had told him they had arranged helicopter transport to take them up country. Yes, he was prepared and yes, he was with his wife. Looking at the clock he realized it was almost time to leave. He nudged Jennifer until she groaned, "Let me sleep, I'm so tired, just let...

Djinn: The Discover of a Lifetime

by soiledprairiedove on Aug 30, 2017
NonHuman

Dr Madeleine Whetstone watched several lithe Arab workmen, dressed in their customary jelabiya, a long robe of once-white cotton. Most of the older men had the long gowns hitched into the belts at their waist and looped to crudely cover their groin, and some of the younger ones had dispensed with the covering on their tops, choosing instead to push down the...

Touching Myself

by thisgirlistrouble on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

When I touch myself I lie on my back, in my bed, naked except for a blanket haphazardly upon my legs and feet. I like to feel the cool, soft sheet blow my back, ass and legs. I move my legs from side to side, enjoying the cool, silky softness against my long, tanned, lean legs as I close my eyes and imagine myself being kissed and touched by a man's rough ha...

Exploring You

by Sunamoon37 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I Explore You I need to touch you. I ache to simply slide my hands along the contours of your skin. To learn every inch of your body, every scar, every dimple, soft hollow and hard muscle. Soft hands and wet lips lingering over favored places. Listening for every breath and moan of need. Your eye's following every touch, kiss and stroke as I sensually lear...

Same Ol' (Sci-Fi) Story

by SoCalOvid on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mine is the same ol' story -- an unsuspecting male, a cheating fem, and the male's revenge. Times and places may change, but affairs of the heart remain the same. I had gotten back from a milk run to the Scorpio system -- some backwater planet around a backwater sol, nothing special. We had dropped off a load of frozen sea krill into the designated ocean si...

The Academy

by twizted77 on Aug 7, 2020
Miscellaneous

Shit got real. I'm not a bad guy, but I have to admit, I've caused a little bit of trouble in my first 21 years of life. Some of it probably would have landed me in jail...if I had let myself be caught by the police, but so far I haven't. I've proven myself to be pretty good at escaping from just about every situation. It was a skill I was going to need. I w...

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In the Garden...

by Sweet_Shay on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a beautiful day in June. Not just any day, It was Shay's birthday. Rick had asked for weeks what she would like to do on "her day." She would always reply, " I've had too many without you, I want this to be you and me doin nothin but hangin out with each other. All day and all night." He thought to himself it sounded like it was "his special day." H...