Milkman Stories

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Finger Fucked Ch. 02

by wifwat on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

After that night when Beth was finger fucked by a stranger in a bar and then fucked by another stranger in the backseat of our car, she was like a different woman. She had always loved sex but now she seemed to be constantly turned on. I was in a constant state of tiredness with trying to keep up with her sexual demands. Every guy thinks he would love to ha...

7 Signs That She’s Cheating On You

by Corpse_rider on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

Your woman: Where would you be without her? An angel in human form, she's always there for you, your best interests at heart, she makes sure you're fed and looked after. She always looks her best, alluring, beautiful, delicate, gentle, compassionate, loving, and during intimate moments her touch takes you into a state of blissful ecstasy. But, wait! Is s...

Indian Wife's Humiliation Day Pt. 01

by bobbyben on Apr 23, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Impossible!!" I bluttered out... My name is Veena and was happily married to my husband Vivek. Ours was an arranged marriage as it still happens in India. Our initial days of marriage went passionately, sex 3 to 4 times a day. I really enjoyed it as it was the first taste of sex with a man that I was experiencing then. I was a virgin when I married and the...

Innocent Indian Wife's Degradation Ch. 02

by Tharkibudda on Jun 8, 2020
Loving Wives

Thanks to charrla again for editing the story so well. I'll still continue to post in "loving wives" despite the bad reviews. "Here is your coffee" said Selvam the milkman to the higher-caste beauty who waited for him, partially undressed, in her marital bed. Kayal slowly sat up in bed, took the cup, and started drinking. When she got up, she didn't bother...

Life of an Indian Woman Ch. 06

by bena4u on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

This story is dedicated to my dear editor "rovijack43". I worked on this and then gave it to him, and he completely ripped it to pieces and forced me to rework it. I think it's much better and he deserves the credit. Thank you rovijack43. ***** Soon her son also got admission in University, and left. Now she was alone at big house. Sameena couldn't contro...

My Indian Slut Wife Vidya Ch. 05

by spankedboy on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Vidya's old lover Ramu returns, with friends -- Rajesh Author's note: This is a story of a cheating wife, of adultery, of cuckoldry and small penis humiliation. If that is not your thing, skip this story. And remember while adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat...

The Maid

by in_a_hawks_world on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The sun shone in through the gap in the curtain, casting a ray of sunshine upon the mantlepiece Fran was busy dusting. It was 9.30 in the morning. The kids were off to school and Ian was due home from work. She smiled at the thought. They had hours to play before the children were due home and Fran was in a really playful mood. She moved along the mantle an...

My Dad's Wife Ch. 5

by Sudipta on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

"Ah! Your milk is so sweet!" Ali relished in his sadistic pleasure. I was becoming hysterical. Suddenly, he stand up. But he quickly turned me around and positioned me on my knees in a doggy-like position on the floor. I had barely time to register what was happening. He stood up and went towards the tea table . I did not know what he was planning about me....

Flash Fiction

by Rainbow Skin on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Author's note. Though this is one story in eight chapters, each of the chapters is itself a self-contained story of exactly a hundred words. This is in homage to "Flash Fiction" by Chicklet. I thought it was a superb idea as soon as I saw it. I have even used the same eight titles that Chicklet did, hoping they won't mind. * * * * * Reluctance The night i...

The Milkman Cometh

by Dreams of Desire on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

'One extra pint today - and double-cream!' Enoch crunched the scribbled note in his hand, put it in his pocket and grinned: Mrs. Howell was one of his favourite customers and he never let her down. Carefully, he twisted the solid brass handle and eased the heavy oak door aside, shushing it sternly when it creaked on its hinges. He looked over his shoulder,...