After a few hours out drinking with the boys I find my way to your apartment and ring the bell. We talk for a few seconds over the intercom before you let me in for a few moments. With a light buzz I slowly stagger my way up the stairs. The door is unlocked and I carefully lock it behind me as I enter. From the back bedroom I hear you call and there I find y...
My cousin Susan was never completely weaned. What I mean by that is, while dependence on her mother's breastmilk as a primary source of sustenance ended about when you would expect it to, it remained as an additional option amongst more conventional snack foods right up until her high school graduation, and even then, the only reason she was ever likely to f...
Erica didn't go back to Mr James's strip club. Not after what had happened to her. She stayed with her father and they spent each night together, kissing and fucking. She loved being fucked by her Daddy more than anything. Her mouth...her cunt...and especially her pretty little asshole...she let him fuck her delicious little anus over and over. And as they l...
I sat down heavily in my seat; I hated these days when I had to travel to the capital. Early start waiting on the station in the frosty morning, train usually late. Then a full day of meetings, idiots spouting forth their latest ideas, so called leaders vomiting out the latest management speak making no sense. Then this, the late evening train back home. I a...
"You know," I said to her, somewhat distracted by the wet curl of hair that dangled over her pale white forehead, "there was a time that if I ran into a naked woman in a pool, my first inclination would have been to get naked and dive in." "And you have changed?" she asked, resting her arms on the precast coping at the edge of the pool. In the background a...
She wore a tight-fitting red tank top that hugged her hips, her quick paced caused the ends of the shirt to fold up slightly revealing her milky waste. The girl also wore a red mini-skirt that was loose fitting and flowing in the wind. She had knee-high leather boots that kicked at the dirt as she nearly skipped across the path. This must be the girl Cinder...
***Disclaimer*** This story is pure fiction, all characters are inspired by real people and real kinky desires. ***** The name's Ken. Young male, 23, in college studying engineering. I graduated early from high school to pursue my career and go on to apply my studies to real technology. Little did I know that my knowledge would become excellent dominance...
Slowly her hair fell across the bed, her body shifting slightly across bloodred silk sheets, the velvet soft curve of a milky white leg, thrown carelessly across her lover's own. A soft and gentle sigh left half parted lips as her body turned towards his, slowly, sensually, though she slept on. Blue eyes opened, tussled bedroom mussed hair fell to his shoul...
I had been secretly having Julia's milk for breakfast every day that week. Casey left for work a little earlier than I did and Julia didn't work at all, so I had a glorious window where all I had to think about—and all I could think about—was gulping down fresh milk straight from Julia's breasts. She liked to sit in my lap with her legs wrapped around me, nu...
FROM THE JOURNAL OF JESSICA WOODRUE: My name is Jessica Woodrue, daughter of disgraced brain surgeon, Doctor Jason Woodrue. I write this journal as a testament to his both his research and mine. My father worked on a project his was insanely passionate about - Project Gilgamesh. The goal of his research was simple: create the ultimate super-soldier. He und...