In what turned out to be exquisite irony, I was working for one of the largest dairy processing facilities in the lush southern half of New Zealand. Raw milk came in on tankers and was processed into milk powder, cheese and pure anhydrous milk fat. I worked closely with the lab staff who were responsible for sampling the dried milk powder and running an ass...
What is a young woman to do when her fertile womb is squirming with a desire to be filled with life? The power to create and bear new life is very powerful, so powerful that it can make a woman diminish her inhibitions and break the shackles of the controlling nature of society to realize that power and to let it free upon the world. Anita was in such a posi...
Margaret sat uncomfortably aroused and lonely in the crowded cinema foyer. She felt much older than her fifty or so years. She was trying to balance a drink and popcorn on her lap when she noticed them; Margaret wanted them immediately. The woman was tiny with wavy, brunette hair and a face that was painfully pretty. She was wearing very low cut jeans. Pub...
Donovan looked over at Katrina's mother as the woman continued to scream for a few moments as he thrust up a few more times his eyes staring into hers. Before Katrina could collect herself Mrs. Remington moved forward to grab her daughter by her long crimson hair dragging her out of the kitchen. He was stunned for a few moments before he came to his feet tak...
I once had a fuck-buddy, Ellen, who loved to role-play getting pregnant. What man wouldn't cooperate wholeheartedly with an idea like that? She was on the pill, but we never used condoms, so it was easy to suspend disbelief. She was 35, same as me, but she looked much younger. She had lustrous black hair down to her shoulder blades and deep blue sparkling ey...
The woman was heavily pregnant, close to term, her belly roundly distended; it would be a big baby. It was a summer morning, warm in her bedroom as she lay naked on the bed, the sheet scrunched up at the bottom. Her husband had left for work an hour earlier, and she had dozed peacefully in the quiet house. Waking, she looked down her body - her ripe breasts...
Coed Turned Housewife, Ch. 7 - "Holiday Break" The seventh in a series about innocent Chelsea Pelham and her handsome professor, Dr. Mark Benning. *** The car was loaded up, Mark was in the driver's seat and Chelsea was strapped in with the seat belt digging uncomfortably between the two glorious mounds on her chest. As they navigated traffic and sipped...
The funeral was a mournful affair, the family cloistering Billie with umbrellas in the wintry wind-swept squalls that blow in from the Atlantic as this time of year. At least it wasn't snowing as the casket was lowered, the last ritual completed and the family escorted Billie back to her home on Elk Street. At the house wine, beer and whisky loosened tongu...
It's been 1 month since Yamar came to our house now, yet i kept getting a strong erection with the thought of him and Gwen from that night. With no questions asked, i and Gwen kept making passionate love during the night and even though we kept using condoms, we still enjoyed ourselves until the 1st week of the next month. I got back from work on that ver...
Emma looked down while she absently caressed her stretched and bulging belly. "Soon," she thought. "It's almost over." In just over a month she'd be holding the baby, that currently felt like it was trying to kick its way out of her stomach, in her arms. It had been a frustrating pregnancy but maybe that was because it was her second and the newness of it ha...