In the last chapter, I described how Doreen got to know Sharee, Barbara and Judy. They basically had a live sex show in Sharee's game room. Doreen came home and described in vivid detail how the ladies were fucked and fucked by the black men. The men were all friends of Raymond. I suppose Raymond had fathered so many kids with white wives, that he had called...
CHAPTER 27 - THE LITTLE MERMAID Nguyet had given birth to her son on November 2. We had talked on the phone a few days later; everything had gone well. She was already back at her parents' house. I had also seen a cute photo of Thuy on Facebook; she was sitting next to Nguyet on the hospital bed with a huge flower bouquet between them, which was probably fr...
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...
Author's Note: Please note that this story contains a few gross bathroom scenes. It picks up immediately where Part 2 left off, although new readers should be fine. ***** My name's Emily. In most ways, I'm an ordinary Biology student. I go to a small college in New York, near the Canadian border. A few months ago, my life was perfectly normal. And then m...
New readers - and previous readers who might have read the last chapter quite some time ago - know that it is advisable to start at the beginning of the series in order to know about/remember the characters and the sequence of events. ***** The birth of Daneen eight months before had changed the dynamics of the household. All the attention and eyes were tu...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. "Please wait!" Sam heard a feminine voice as he entered the elevator. He turned and saw his neighbor Kaye, carrying a bag of groceries on one hand, and on the other, a baby girl. He knew her casually; they sometimes exchanged hellos and small talk. He lived across the hall from her; they occupied apartments on th...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
"There's no more time for us to waste; You feel your heart begin to race..." SHIVER - Maroon 5 Adam, Your post seemed innocent enough. Well, as innocent as a personal ad could be: Nurturing Touch Needed 26 year old athletic male wanting to spend some alone time with a pair of nurturing breasts. I am a nurturing person by nature. My breasts have bee...
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...