The conference promised to be just another week of my life wasted listening to middle-aged project managers drone on and on about their progress. These conferences were all the same, or so I thought. Every so often there was some eye-candy in attendance, but usually the women were not that attractive, and were certainly suppressing any sensuality under their...
Leanne was starting to feel desperate. She was at work and needed to pump her breast milk in her baby's absence. It was just so much easier to have her baby latch on to her heavy breasts to take in the wonderful liquid gold her body produced. Leanne believed fully in breastfeeding her baby for as long as she could. All through her pregnancy, she read up on...
Who's story do we follow? [Note: All Age-Play involved is non-sexual in nature. Any sexual content must be done with consenting parties of 18 years or older.]What's next? Kirsty Daniel Elliot What's next? Kirsty Daniel Elliot...
Sean was tired but happy. As he pushed the lawnmower back toward his house, the young man counted up all the money he'd made from all the lawns he had cut that day. The sun hung low in the sky. He was just about to put the mower away in the garage when his mother leaned out the back window. "Sean, Mrs. Dolan called. She really needs you to do her lawn today...
Chapter 8 The room contained two women and eight men, including me. We were in a shack in the middle of the jungle, less a room than a box. Ten people to take out an army. I liked those odds. No one ever woke up one day and said, "I'd like to be an assassin," at least not out loud. If I had to put our job description down on paper that would be it: assassi...
Carol stared at the frothing waves, churning against the jagged cliffs. Today was the day. After coming to this spot every day for a week, this was it. She was determined this time. Though to be fair, she had been committed each of those other days as well. No, today was it. Her throat tightened as she stared at her phone. She had just one bar. Hopefully,...
My cousin Susan was never completely weaned. What I mean by that is, while dependence on her mother's breastmilk as a primary source of sustenance ended about when you would expect it to, it remained as an additional option amongst more conventional snack foods right up until her high school graduation, and even then, the only reason she was ever likely to f...
The Neighborhood Preschool in Silverlake is a collection of low-slung buildings on the south end of the reservoir. I was running late, as usual, with traffic in the southland being what it is and working in the Industry with its long hours. Note the capital I in Industry – although I would claim otherwise to relatives from the East, I love the affectation. T...
T. is introduced to a new kink... the wonderful world of Hucows. She tries to quantify the sudden fascination with her own body in regards to this fetish, like understanding her own sadness that she hadn’t played with her breasts more when she was breastfeeding a decade ago. Fascination leads to trying to coax more fluid from her nipples multiple times a d...
Chapter Forty-Three So it was that, just before my fifty-second birthday, my career and Hot Wife lifestyle went on hold, I took maternity leave and for the fourth time in my life became a new Mum. It was to within a week, the anniversary of my first seduction by Tony. In a mere twelve months I had gone from being a faithful-if-slightly-kinky wife and moth...