Stuart, wearing a diamante tiara, laid on his back and parted his legs, knees out breast-stroke style. He tossed the shiny rubber butt-plug onto the bed covers next to himself – for easy reach later. Reaching down the left side of his naked length, his fingers sought around for the hose and eventually found it. The hose, secured to the bath tap 30 feet away...
Taking a careful sip from the oversized mug cradled between his palms, John Elliott sighed in contentment as he gazed out through the opened kitchen door. Freshly brewed coffee and a chance to drink to the last drop without any interruptions or distractions from his noisy, playful, demanding twins. Heaven! He was on his first real vacation in nearly seven y...
I woke realizing I'd overslept. Peter's side of the bed remained in tact. He'd stayed in the other room all night. The grinding in my belly told me I was right. The truth loves me. It finds me and whispers in my ears. A glance at the clock told me it was ten thirty. Shit! Work, kids to school... I bolted only to see a note next to me on Peter's side of the...
Salt Peter, Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying & Hate Myself "King" George was told, by his advisors, that it was prudent to fund a study regarding teen pregnancy. He came to the conclusion that he would lend support exclusively to "abstinence only" approaches to the problem. The people were ecstatic. That's too strong a word. They were pleased. King George...
The sun was setting down. The street was clear. At this moment of the day, almost everyone was in their home, watching TV or having dinner. A lone pedestrian was walking through the street, looking for something before stopped before a small store. This shop wasn't there before. Yesterday this place was... wait, it's an empty slot or a house for hire? I can'...
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I've hit the snooze button three times already. My alarm is going off again. I shift myself over to the side of the bed and give the clock a whack. The alarm stops. I pick up the clock and look at it. It's 8:58. John's leaving at 9, so I figure I should find him and say goodbye. I heft myself upwards and sit on the side of the bed. Getting up is kind of di...
Tanya had always wanted a baby. And now she was getting her lifelong wish. Nine months pregnant, and ready to burst with new life. Her doctor, Dr. Franstein, was a nice man. Always ready with advice and the latest medical updates. He seemed to know everything there was to know about pregnancy, how a woman's body worked, all the ins and outs. His intimate pe...
Author's Note: This story involves a fictional company with a fictional website. ***** Having a major pregnancy fetish, but not wishing to find a man and become pregnant, I found the following pregnancy simulation kit on the internet. I was highly aroused by the idea. It was more than I wanted to spend, but my fetish won and I ordered anyway. Only 2 days...
The year 1490. The sails rippled in the westerly wind, the three strong, imposing masts that supported them shooting skyward and covered by the tiny ant-like figures of sailors scaling the beams, working the ropes, and calling in brash voices to each other to call-up or release the canvas according to orders from on-deck. The sky was perfect blue and stret...