Debbie was sitting with her breast pump attached to one of her big nipples when Bobby got home. He smiled at the sight and felt a sudden yearning deep down in his balls. His wife looked so sexy with the remnants of her baby belly and her huge dark nipples. If he could, Bobby would keep her pregnant the rest of her life. Debbie looked up at him to receive his...
"Marco?" "Polo..." "Marco?" "Polo..." "Marco," as I walked towards where I could hear the water splashing. "Polo..." I put my hands wide and walked forward, catching Wendy with my outstretched left hand. She smiled, "This is silly, we need more players to play this game properly." Wendy was right, only having one person trying to get away from whom w...
I'm a freak. You see, I have a fetish for motherhood - specifically young motherhood, the kind epitomized by bloated tummies and breastfeeding. I don't know where it began, especially since I feel no conscious attraction to my own mother. Sure, my obsession had to come from some dark part of my psyche - just look at the libraries of incriminating evidenc...
Tom and Ann seemed to have gotten it all just right. They were so compatible and enjoyed each other's company so much. They were best friends who were married to each other. And the sex was great. Tom thought long and hard before he really opened up to Ann about how highly sexed, horny really, he was. He was afraid to tell her that he wanted to have a dyna...
Disclaimer: This portrays adults in sexual situations. If you are under 18, you are breaking the law by reading it. You don't want to be a lawbreaker. Go read Dilbert. Copyright Disclaimer: The story is my work, but inspired by a letter to a magazine. ---------------------------------------------------- When my wife was nursing our firstborn, I thought...
I woke up with this story in my head one morning- I don't know if it was a dream or just an idea, but I liked it so here it is. "You can put your cold feet on me any time." Matt and I wrote our wedding vows, and this was part of mine. I married a dairy farmer. Coming to bed in the middle of the night with cold feet is part of the job. Matt's vows to me incl...
Matt was 18 and falling behind with his studies and at risk of not getting onto his University course, so his parents enlisted a tutor for 1 to 1 additional lessons after hours. Being 6 foot 4 and athletically build he excelled at sport but needed to get better grades in the classroom. Miss Jones was late 20s and appreciated the extra income to supplement...
"Thank you for tonight Angie it was really good, can I see you again?" "Of course you can, you have my number." "Thanks again." We kissed a final time and I stepped out into the corridor then out into cool night air feeling like a million dollars. The only thing I remember about the drive home was the raging erection in my pants as I thought about the fan...
Aching. Needing. Tingling. Moist, supple lips. A tender kiss. A sweet, warm suction. Expectation, mingled with that same tingling, aching need growing stronger and stronger. A loving hand cupping the soft, heavy mound, gently kneading its sumptuous flesh. Those wonderful lips growing more insistent, yet still so gentle. Passing minutes. Expectation. Mounting...
Promotion It was a sunny and pleasant day in downtown Chicago; the sun, high in the sky, was warming the busy streets of the city as Summer was just getting underway. Julia sat outside at a busy corner bistro, alone at a table, just off Michigan Avenue, across the street from the Art Institute. Lost in her own thoughts, she idly strummed her long red nails,...