Crib Stories

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Santa Anonymous

by oregon_gal on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

There were two events going on in our family during December of 1961. One was getting ready for the Christmas holidays and the other was getting ready to move to a new house after New Years. These two events would come together for me in a way that was quite unexpected. I was just about eleven years old, and like all kids, was looking forward to getting out...

The Pornstar's Girlfriend Ch. 09

by Bizzy_Bish on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

3 months later... I never would have known that watching a former Pornstar put together a crib would be so entertaining. Angelo was sitting on the floor surrounded by crib pieces with a furrowed brow, reading the instructions. He had already put the crib together five different times incorrectly before he even took them out of the box. I had to remind him h...

Lactating Mom's Warm Milk

by Hot Italian Beef on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I grew up in a traditional Italian family. The kitchen was the center of the house, especially on weekends when neighbors and family would gather. Most of the boys would avoid the kitchen but I thoroughly enjoyed being the little cute kid who would be smothered with hugs and kisses by the women crowded into such a confined space. I was attracted to the lau...

Specimens of Gender

by darkheathyr on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Hmm. One more chapter?" I rested the thick, hardcover book on my chest and turned my head to check the clock. It was only 11:47 - late, but not as late as some of the nights I'd put in lately. Still, I did have to be up at 5:00 in the morning. "Better not," I decided with a sigh. Since it was too big for the nightstand, I reluctantly dropped the book on fl...

Story to My Cuck

by Miss_Delila on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This is a story I've started writing to my submissive about you would exactly happen if he came for a visit in real life. It started out as a fun project and I keep enjoying it more and more. Once you make your way to the baggage claim area you will see me waving at you. I walk toward you and take both of your hands in mine and kiss both of your cheeks....

Lactating Mom's Warm Milk Ch. 02

by Hot Italian Beef on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

This is Part 2 of a real-life episode in my life. It was a loving, close relationship that suddenly became a super-charged erotic encounter lasting through my college years. Rolling around the living room floor next to the child's crib and grinding my dick furiously in Elizabeth's pussy, I thought I was in a dream. Only moments earlier I was the 18-year o...

Crib Notes

by velvetpie on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

"Don't touch me!" Charlotte Miller cringed in the corner of her room, her hands balled into fists, ready to attack the first person that approached. We all stood looking at her, wondering what had set her off. Even the nurses didn't know. Nurse Stenton just glared at her, pissed off beyond words and trying to find a way to remain professional. And there was...

Lillies Are The Flower Of Death

by IntoTheMirror on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

Maria lay on her back next to the bay window, tracing her fading stretch marks with two fingers. She had recently given Antonio their first child, and her belly was still soft, though she had started working out again, when she had the time. As she lay on the floor in the patch of carpet illuminated by the window, she stared out the window, at the sliver mo...

Isabelle and mr. Bête ch. 06

by SciFurz on Sep 26, 2017
Romance

The next days were relatively normal. There was no further word from Linda and they soon forgot about her, Jean-Marie had made her the pasta he had wanted to and she had another thing to compliment him about. He had less reason to scold her for mistakes at work and she felt good when he praised her for jobs well done. She did get curious again after seeing...

For Emily Whenever...

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

"For Emily wherever I may find her...." - Paul Simon My two-year-old granddaughter, Emily, cried for a while, refusing to go to sleep. Finally she wiped her nose on my shirt, rested her head on my shoulder and dozed off in my arms after her "terrible twos" tantrum. Putting up with a cranky baby is just one of the joys of being a solo baby-sitting grandparen...