Lactation Farm Stories

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Amy's Smile Ch. 07

by jfinn on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

"Christ, Amy, you do that again and I'm not ever getting out of this bed." She giggled and totally ignored me, a fact for which I thanked every god I could think of. I'd wondered last night how this morning was going to play. I'd half expected, dreaded might be a more accurate term, that my little kitten was going to be back to her shy, old self once the l...

Going Back To School Day 02

by westerntiger on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(A Dylan James Adventure) This is another in the continuing adventures of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. Dylan's adventures started out with the "One For The Road" series. Those of you familiar with Dylan and his exploits will know that after he finished his stuntman apprenticeship in Los Angeles, he went to Europe for a few months to celebrate a...

Perks of the Job

by ukresearcher on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

My name is Richard Singleton, aged 45 and I run the City Council's housing department. I am 5' 9" tall and comfortably built although it would not take too much exercise to get me into more youthful trim. There is no regular female companion in my life but half a dozen married women welcome me into their arms on a casual if irregular basis. Apart from that,...

Live to Ride Ch. 04

by Carnage5413 on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Thanks for the comments and feed back. Be forewarned, you WILL NOT enjoy this story if you are just looking for quick jerk-off material. Also some knowledge of Biker culture and terminology will help you (as I am not going to explain every term), but are not necessary for you to enjoy my work. Constructive criticism and comments are always welcome, and if yo...

Flight Emergency

by Cromagnonman on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

It was going to be an easy day today, only two sectors, 'Red-eye' from Sydney to Adelaide and the last flight of the day back home to Sydney. This was one of the few times that the aircrew and cabin crew flew the same sectors more than once in a day. We had arrived this morning for one day, and were scheduled out on the last flight to leave before the curfew...

You Never Know

by lipsticked on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish You Never Know

I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have a...

Curing Erica's Phobia Ch. 02

by Chimera44 on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Dear readers: I want to thank you for the thoughtful comments and address the concerns that the original episode was in the wrong category. I confess I was thinking ahead to where the story line was going, which would be more appropriate to BDSM, and wanting to keep all the potential episodes in the same category, I made the decision to use that category. I...

Wife Loses Poker Bet on Nude Day

by andtheend on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Wife must do whatever her husband wants. Husband beats his wife at poker and she must do whatever he wants her to do, whenever he wants her to do it. "Well, that's it. I win and you lose our little Nude Day bet," said Robert to his wife, Donna, with a big ear to ear grin. "Better luck next time, when we make another bet on Labor Day," he said with a laugh....

She-Devil In Church

by bricklayer77 on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Horror

My name is Theo. Well, I was born Teodoro Juarez, but everyone calls me Theo. I'm a bricklayer. And I'm married. Recently married, in fact. I married Sofia three years ago, long enough to get comfortable with married life, but we're still in the honeymoon phase. We have a son. He's not quite two. I keep telling myself this: I have a son and a wife and I lo...

Fallen Ch. 2

by Sandia on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

1. I got up, leaving her lying there on the bed. I went over to the closet, facing the new outfits she had bought. I stroked a sequined black evening dress, its price tag still attached. “Honey?” she asked. I twisted the material in my hand. I wondered how much it cost, but the tag dangled, just out of reach. “The condom,” I said, “The one that was in y...