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...
Last of Chapter 11 I walked into the house to find John sitting on the sofa waiting for me. He looked closely at my scanty, disheveled bra and panties. He said, "I hope you had a good time." I smiled and said, "I had a wonderful time." Sitting next to my husband I told him everything that happened, including the fact that I had a wonderful orgasm several ti...
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...
[In case there are readers who don't understand the reference to oysters, I suggest a websearch for "sex position viennese oyster."] * For as long as he'd been visiting India, almost his entire adult life, Richard had admired Indian women and been fortunate to have had loving and intimate relationships with a number of them. He liked their secretive but hi...
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,...
I've posted two previous stories about my wife Lauren, and accidental exposures she's experienced. The first tells about when she was topless after breastfeeding in the car, and the second was when my employee Jake stumbled into her topless in our house. This latest account also involves Jake. A little about Lauren. She's very petite - 4'11" tall, normally...
The transition to college was bittersweet. Of course, Monnie, Ronnie, Rick, and I were all looking forward to the era of unprecedented independence and exploration that awaited us on the university campus, and we also looked forward to starting a long journey towards what we hoped would turn out to be engaging careers. On top of that, at least three of us we...