As a breastfeeding counsellor, I always tell the women in my groups, 'there are two types of men: those who love mother's milk and those who hate it.' That may seem a rather broad and sweeping statement, but having breastfed six children over three decades and five cultures my personal experience and stories of others bear it out. Perhaps it is because of th...
It was such a good night for Daddy. I'm spending this morning in bed now just thinking all about it again. We don't live together. Not yet. I know we will someday but now I get to dream about Him being here for me. He always is when I need Him. The best Master ever. Daddy put the plug in last night when I left his apartment. He told me to keep it in until H...
"Come on bro, you've been sulking in that apartment for a week. Get out here and have some fun!" Chads semi slurred speech indicating he is probably already half in the bag by now. This midnight phone call isn't that first time he has called this week, trying to get me out of my sullen mood. "Not tonight, bro. I am going to grab some whiskey and pizza, han...
It was late Saturday morning. Matt was gone playing golf. Darla picked up the phone and called Rex. "I was just calling to see if you were up!" Rex chuckled. I've been up since early this morning. I saw your husband drive off with his golf clubs about an hour ago." "Matt has to play his golf every Saturday." "Why don't you come over and have a drink and...
Panty Lover I am more than willing to admit I love panties. I love my wife in skimpy, silk panties. I love wearing my wife's silk panties. It wasn't always that way. As most normal heterosexual males I was worried that my love of panties and desire to wear panties would be seen by my wife as gay. I never said anything to my wife. As our marriage grew and c...
Lisette showered, trying to sort out her thoughts. She had no idea who would break into her apartment. She was worried about her brother and Chloe. She hadn't seen either of them since before leaving for Faolchu. Despite her worry for her brother and friend however, Lisette couldn't stop her thoughts from drifting back to Torrin. She couldn't remember a time...
I woke up the next morning and had put the events off the previous night out of my mind as I made a cup of coffee to wake me up before work. As I watched the grounds brew in the French Press on the counter I suddenly imagined Her voice saying to me, "Aren't you going to be good and fetch me another cup of coffee?" and I pictured her saying it with a smirk o...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...
'Frank', elderly ladies man story) Since I was unemployed and about as much prospect of getting a job as a snowball has surviving in hell. I took the task of carer for my old great aunt. It wasn't that she was ill she was as healthy as any seventy five year old. It was she didn't like to stay in her house alone at night since my uncle died. Aunt Molly was...
It was a hot muggy night with very little activity in the three dormitory buildings on the north end of the university campus. David made his normal rounds patroling through the sparcely populated halls. It was summer school, there were not many students living in the coed dorms during the summer session. Most universities have a much smaller student populat...