A Sexy Lactating Housewife And Some Ugly Low Class Men

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Step Dad and My Wife

I am Rahul and my desi big boobs wife is Meena aged about 32 years. Meena is quite beautiful, a bit on the plumper side with a stunning figure of 36B-28-34 height (medium height) 5ft 3 inches and 58 kg. Right from the time of our marriage I wanted her to be sexy and well maintained.

Her most attractive feature is her milky white complexion, big up thrust boobs, quite difficult to hide in clothes, heavy buttocks and huge fleshy thighs. She resembles a sex bomb like the actress Ayesha Khan.

After she got divorced, my mom married a muslim man, Abdul who was her gym trainer. My mom died a few years ago due to heart attack. From then, Abdul (55) was living alone. He was a big man, not just in size but in personality too. His muscles flexed under his shirt.

We had to visit our town to sell the land off. We had no other choice than to stay at Abdul's place. I was worried because he was a womanizer and he had also seduced my mom. He received us well and invited into the house. He arranged lunch for us. During the whole time he was staring at my wife which made me uncomfortable.

Tangled Passions

Chapter 1 : Our journey into a swinging life begins

I was in bed reading my book and Jenna, my wife of twelve years, was lying next to me. I assumed she was asleep, but then she rolled over and looked at me.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what?”

“You know I love you, right?”

“I love you too, babe,” I replied, wondering what was coming.

“I’ve been thinking about spicing things up, you know, our sex life.”

“Really? What do you mean?” I asked, putting down my book and wondering what she meant. We’d always had a good sex life. Like most couples, we did it more when we first got together. The frequency had dropped; since we had the boys, busy lives, and not having much alone time put paid to most of our sex sessions, but we still did it two or three times a month.

“I was talking with Beth at work the other week, and she mentioned they had decided to spice their sex life up. They now involve other couples.”

“Swingers?”

Kay's Relaxing Afternoon

My wife Kay has been nervous and on edge lately. A friend told me of a new place in town with a reputation for helping people relax and not be on edge.

I took her there in hopes of getting her to relax. As we entered the lobby, we were greeted by a beautiful woman wearing a gown behind the counter.

I told her, “My wife Kay has been extremely nervous and on edge. I would love to find a way to get her to relax.”

The woman replied, “I have the perfect woman to get your wife to relax. Her name is Angel.”

She continued, “Do you understand that these sessions are one-on-one? You can wait in the lobby or leave and return to pick her up.”

The door opened, and a beautiful, shapely woman wore a long blue gown. She was five and a half feet tall and had long blonde hair down to her hips.

She had large breasts, DDD, with nipples that were pushing out from under the satin fabric.

The Unexpected Swap

I am Amol – Height of 5’7”. A little bulk body with muscles. I have 6 inches long dick, and it is quite broad. My skin tone is dark.

My girlfriend, Shruti – She is fair but has a little brown shade. Her bra size is 32C. She is slim and has a height of 5’6”. Her ass is between round and flat.

My friend – Daman. He is tall. 6’1”. He is dark-toned and slightly fair. He has muscles but is slim. His dick is 6 inches long and is quite slim.

My friend’s girlfriend, Priyanka: She is a fair woman. Her bra size is 34B. Her figure is quite busty, and she has a height of 5’5”. Her ass is quite round.

The names are changed, but the figures aren’t.

Me and Daman were childhood friends. We always used to spend time together. We were in the same school. He was quite slim and handsome during those times, but I wasn’t. He used to pull any girl he wanted.

When we were in junior college, I saw him kissing a girl. Priyanka was in the same class but was in another division.

My Shy Aunt Turns into an Anal-Loving Slut

I'm Ali, a 5'10"-tall, fair, with handsome features. I have big honey-colored eyes, a thin straight nose, and long straight hair which I usually keep long. I've had a trim muscular athletic physique since I was a teen. I'd been a successful soccer player in school and college, and later started working out regularly. My three passions in life are bikes, books and booty. I've had a very high sex-drive so it led me to form secret sexual relationships with numerous women and girls who I've come across in life.

About my Family

I was born and raised in one of the biggest cities in central India. I have a large extended family. My dad and his seven younger brothers all stay together with their wives and kids on a huge piece of land.

We live on a 2-acre plot in the northern suburbs of the city. It is completely surrounded by 12-foot tall concrete walls with a huge 15-foot tall, black wrought-iron gate up front. Right inside the main gate is the large paved and tin-roofed parking lot which has space for the numerous scooters, bikes and cars we own. There are three 3-storied buildings beyond the parking lot, each placed on the points of a triangle, with two buildings up front on each side and the last one at the back of the property. Every building has spacious apartments for each family and we all live quite comfortably together.

Bea's Bakery

Chloe Marshall was desperate. She shivered as she walked down Main Street, wrapping her arms around her small frame. It was starting to get cold in November Falls and she couldn't afford a good enough jacket. The past year had been a series of unfortunate events. She had been forced out of her foster home when she turned eighteen and bounced from shelter to shelter, trying to avoid living on the streets until she could move into her freshman dorm at Falls College. She had received a full scholarship, including housing, but she was on her own for books and food. She had used up most of her savings getting to school, and what little she had left on a pile of used textbooks. She also found out that, without a computer, she had missed out on applying to all the on-campus jobs. Her advisor had suggested visiting the downtown area, to see if anyone was hiring. Which was how she found herself here, shivering as she canvassed Main Street for openings.

November Falls was a small town, mostly housing the college. All the businesses were small and local. Chloe could not see a "Help Wanted" sign anywhere. It had been two days since she last ate, and she would do anything, but so far, the grocery store, the bookstore, and the local pub had no openings. Her last hope was the bakery at the end of Main Street. It was a little further than she wanted to walk everyday, but the idea of free coffee and pastries was a definite plus.

Milked by My Bull

 It was 14 weeks after giving birth to my first baby that I made a long awaited return to my bull. We had taken a break for most of my pregnancy and I had really been missing my time with him.

My Husband and I had advertised in the usual places for a regular partner for me after one too many disappointing hook ups. Greg was the outstanding respondent. A college lecturer in his mid forties, he was originally from the Highlands and spoke with the most mellifluous Scottish baritone. Fair haired with a neatly trimmed beard and strong blue eyes, Greg was a physically imposing specimen. Tall and thick-set, He was a competition road racer with powerful cyclist's thighs that I could barely fit my hands around.

His glorious cock was in proportion to his large frame but his balls! Oh my God, they were huge, like Quail's eggs. His sack could've been grafted from a horny Ram. The embodiment of his manliness, virility and sexual potency.

My Best Friend's Wife

This is the first of four stories describing some adventures my wife, Sue, and I had with our neighbors, Paul and Linda.

I'll begin by describing my wife, Sue, and myself. Sue is about 5'4" and 120 lbs., with straight shoulder length light red hair, a great set of almost C-cup tits, with nipples that stand out about a half-inch from her tits, and a well-shaped ass and legs. The most distinctive thing about her is her neatly trimmed light red-haired bush. My name is Jack, and I am 5'10", around 200 lbs., with sandy blonde hair. I keep myself in pretty good shape, occasionally working out, and many women compliment me on my body. I have an average size cock, six inches long, but it is very thick (about four to five inches around).

It all started on a Saturday afternoon when Linda, my best friend Paul's wife, called and asked if Sue and I wanted to come over there to eat Chinese food and watch a movie she had rented. It would just be the three of us as her husband Paul was on a business trip and wouldn't return home for a week. We didn't have any plans, so we quickly agreed.

Before I go any further, I'll give you some background about Paul and Linda. They moved into our town about six years ago. We met at a church social and quickly became the best of friends. Paul is thirty-five, about 6' tall and weighs about 230 lbs. We are best buddies – we both like to play golf and party. We share a lot, including how sexy our wives are and our sexual adventures from the past. He is one of the few people who knows about my swinging lifestyle with Sue and Beth. From several prior incidents, I know that he would love to fuck Sue, and from Sue's mouth, she feels the same way. I'll describe the prior incident later on in this story. His wife, Linda, is gorgeous and sexy with curly shoulder-length light brown hair. She's thirty-nine, about 5'5" tall and 130lbs., with really firm small B- cup tits (she doesn't wear a bra too often and doesn't need to), a great ass and legs, beautiful blue eyes, and a mouth shaped perfectly for giving head.

My Lactating Wife and Beggar

 I am Rahul, working in an MNC. My wife is Menka. Today we went on a long drive. Now and then, I go out with my wife. I’m a workaholic. Until now, I did not understand anything except my work, my career. But now I try to give my beautiful wife as much time as possible.

Because Menka is currently mentally disturbed. A few days ago, she had an unwanted miscarriage. She had many dreams about her future child. She had imagined various things. But in this unwanted miscarriage, her dream has been shattered.

I will tell my life story. But, before that, we need to give some details about ourselves. Our married life is one and a half years. I am 26 years old. Menka is 22. She is very beautiful and sexy – height 5 feet 6 inches, slim body, thin waist, and full, huge ass.

Unusual Swapping Relationship Leads To Pregnancy

My name is Ethan, and my wife, Harper, and I met in our junior year at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln.  We dated until graduation and then got married when we moved to Omaha to start our careers.  I majored in finance and advanced quickly in a multinational conglomerate, and Harper had a good career with a biotech company, until three years later when we started a family with our daughter, Megan. 

We started out in an apartment in Omaha, but by three years after our daughter was born, we had saved enough to purchase a home in a middle-class suburb.  It was a new subdivision, and the four other homeowners in our cul-de-sac were close to our age of twenty-eight, and all except one couple had young kids at that time.  We’ve been living in our home for two years now, and this story starts about the time we moved in. 

Harper and I are sociable and enjoyed participating in neighborhood barbeques and other activities, including evenings out, where we often shared babysitters while some or all of us couples went out for dinner, dancing, and drinking.  The mothers who were breastfeeding pumped and stored breastmilk so they could drink alcohol with the rest of us. 

All the wives are pretty, but the husbands were especially attracted to Harper and our next-door neighbor’s wife, Claire.  Harper is five feet and four inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, and with her strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, she looks a lot like the actress, Amy Adams, except with somewhat larger 32C breasts.

Sperm Donation For Mumtaz

 I came home late on Friday after watching a movie with friends. I was worried that Padma Aunty might scold me as it was Friday night and already 9 pm and our mating night. When I entered the living room, I saw Padma Aunty, Raman Uncle and a couple I had never seen before.

“Why are you late, Rajesh?” Padma Aunty hissed at me,” Go freshen up and come. Dinner is ready.”

I saw two whiskey bottles on the centre table and four glasses. Looks like all four were already high. I quietly went to my room as I didn’t want to antagonize my drunken Aunt. I bathed, wore a shirt and track pants and entered the dining room.

I sat on the chair and looked at Padma Aunty, who looked at her friend and said,” Mumtaz, will you please serve dinner for Rajesh,” Turning towards me, Padma Aunty said,” By the way, Rajesh, this is my friend Mumtaz. That’s her husband, Farhan. They will be staying over tonight with us.”

Preet Kaur - The Town Whore

Chapter 1 - Introductions

We are a young couple from Punjab, India, who now live in the United States. My name is Manni, and my wife's name is Preet. She is four years younger than me, at the age of 28. We've been married for nearly four years and are expecting our second child. During my high school years, I moved to the United States and completed a substantial part of my education here. Unlike the majority of Punjabis in the United States, I am well educated and employed in government service. However, I did have an entrepreneur streak and was running a small business on the side. My parents died, in an accident, when I was in high school, forcing me to relocate to the United States.

Ours is a typical arranged marriage, with me marrying her shortly after meeting her in India. We had our first child within the first year. I was sexually experienced, and it appeared that my wife was as well, though I wasn't certain at the time. I was mostly an American and had several girlfriends over the years because I had studied in the US from a young age. Some relationships lasted a few years, but the majority were brief. Before our marriage, I had heard a few rumours about Preet from my cousin in India, but I didn't fully believe him at the time. Besides, I was open-minded, and she was so lovely that I couldn't say no.

Our Wet-Nurse

Mark and Donna returned home to their large downtown apartment and looked into the nursery to check on their six-month-old daughter Cindy. She was sleeping peacefully. In the rocking chair next to the baby's bed, their nanny and wet-nurse Devi was knitting by the dim light of a lamp. Devi looked up and smiled that the young couple.

They closed the nursery door and walked back to their bedroom. They talked about how lucky they were to have found Devi just after Cindy was born. It was as if it was meant to be. Devi needed a place to stay and they had extra room. They needed a nanny for Cindy as Donna would have to go back to her lucrative job shortly after giving birth. And to top it all off, as sad as Cindy was to not be able to breastfeed her baby, Devi was a wet-nurse! And she had worked for Mark's sister a year ago and had other excellent references.

As they got ready for bed, still a little tipsy from the wine they had with dinner the couple counted their blessings. They had a healthy baby cared for by a wonderful live-in nanny who genuinely seemed to care about her. She lived in the nursery and was as quiet as a church mouse. They could easily afford her fee and she didn't disrupt their little family's routines at all. In fact, she was becoming a part of the family.

The Reluctant Lactating Wife

 "Honey, we honestly can't keep doing this anymore."

It was a Monday morning once again in the McCarthy household. John McCarthy was a stockbroker in his mid 30s. With close to a decade of experience in his field, coupled with stellar degrees from one of the top colleges in the country, he was a very successful individual in his profession. Like many successful men, he was also very dominant in his personal relationships, especially with regards to his wife. But therein also lied his uniqueness among other successful men. While his kind usually enjoyed a wide spectrum of female company both emotionally and physically, Mr. McCarthy had only ever been with one woman in his entire life.

They had met each other in middle school. John had asked her out towards the end, and they had been together all the way through high school and college. Shortly after securing a steady job, he had put his name on her, and thus his high school sweetheart had become his Emily McCarthy at the age of 23.

Lactating Hot Wife - Chapter 6 - Lori's Seduction

I discover I have a strange attraction to this older woman

Previously: As you may recall, Glenn, my husband's best friend and college roommate, was staying at our home during the summer of 2015. I had given birth to my first child, Amy, less than a month prior to Glenn arriving.

One evening, my husband, Chris, convinced me to breast feed our daughter in the living room while he and our house guest watched. It sounded innocent enough, but the sexual tension was unmistakable as I bared my breasts in front of my husband and his best friend.

That night Chris also convinced me to allow them to sample my breast milk. I sat there, my eyes tightly closed, silently trying to stifle my moans, as my husband and his friend felt and sucked on my milk engorged tits while I caressed their heads. It was wicked, naughty and very sexy.

Giving Him What He Wants

My wife and I have been married for over 3 years and have 1 child. I am 28 and my wife is 5 years younger to me. Ever since our marriage, I had noticed that she was frigid in bed and didn't reciprocate in bed; mostly she let me have my way with her but never initiated sex with me.

My wife is a very attractive woman; she is fair and stands around 5' 3" with a slender body. She has an amazing figure even after delivering a child; although her breasts are a tad big for her frame. She is a highly desirable woman but somehow that never translated into excitement in the bedroom. I thought, maybe she was interested in other young men, so I started leaving her alone with other men on some pretext or another but nothing ever happened. I could see the men's lust filled eyes pop out but that had no effect on her.

Then one day, something happened accidentally. It was six months after she gave birth to our first son. We were visiting our relatives on the occasion of a wedding. They had made sleeping arrangements in a public hall but my wife wasn't comfortable and hence the other side (her close friend was a relative from the other side) offered us a small room at the far corner of the hall. The only catch was that her friend's parents would be sharing the room with us. It was a small room perhaps 7x8 with a door at one end of the room. At night, everyone was tired with the festivities and we heard people snoring hard in the main hall as we walked towards the room and were so relieved that the room was empty and we didn't have to tolerate the snoring people. She admonished me as I made an attempt to make love to her that night; after a few repeated attempts she pushed my hand away and went to the restroom. After coming back from the restroom, she slept on the other side of our baby instead of sleeping right next to me. It was a clear indication that she was not in the mood.

MILF Impregnated By Neighbour During Stay-At-Home Order

The coronavirus outbreak in 2019 was ultimately contained but had a devastating effect on the United States and world. Municipal, state, and federal governments approached the crisis in various ways, and my state instituted the ‘New York on PAUSE Plan’, which required residents to stay home to the extent possible, and to avoid all nonessential gatherings of individuals of any size for any reason. But leeway was given for those working in essential businesses, which included nurses and pharmacists.
My name is Lenore, but most people call me Leni, and my husband, David, who is a somewhat introverted pharmacist, and I were living in a condominium community in upstate New York when the stay-at-home order was given. He was twenty-eight years old at the time, and I was twenty-five, and had quit my teaching job to care for our four-month-old daughter, who I was breastfeeding.
Our best friends in our condominium complex were, and still are, Bryan, a flirty and gregarious businessman who was twenty-seven at the time, and his wife, Megan, who is a registered nurse and was twenty-five. They live next door to us, and we socialized a lot with them, being careful to stay at home and use good hygiene practices, even before the stay-at-home order was issued.
We were so close that we had been sharing food, toilet paper, cleaning products, and other resources, and considered ourselves to be one family, sharing the sheltering experience together. But as the virus spread, proved to be more contagious, and the stay-at-home order was issued, we became more concerned about David and Megan, who were still working in their critical roles, being exposed and bringing the virus home to Bryan, me, and my daughter.

Blindfold, video recording & wife sharing to clear financial debts

I am 31 years old and my wife is 28 years old. We got married 10 years ago. We are enjoying a very good sex life and have been gifted with 2 kids. The younger one is 3 months old now. When we got married, my wife's statistics were 30b:26:28, but now she is 40dd:32:36. The first part which will attract any male towards her body will be her massive breasts. I am proud to be her breast worshipper. 

I would like to share our different sex drive which is happening for last 3 years. It started when we both lost our interest towards sex due to work pressure and financial problems. Then, we explored google and found that bondage and BDSM sex attracted our interest. We bought some bdsm toys online. I ordered nipple rings from aliexpress and gifted them to her on her birthday. We live in Chennai and found a piercing & tattoo Salon to do that. She was very happy. 

Then we started to play blindfold and bdsm games weekly once. We play card games during the nights with onion peel rule where the loser has to peel off his/her dress one by one. First, saree will be removed,  then her petticoat, then her blouse, then her bra, then her panty & similarly with me. The one who become naked first will be loser and need to obey the orders of the winner. 

Her Beautiful Leaking Little Tits

Finally laying eyes upon a friend's lactating breasts.

Breastfeeding. Tis a wonderful thing.

Now as a man, I realise that saying such a thing might see me mistaken for a perve and a creep. Hell, it's pretty hard for a guy to espouse any praise for the natural act of a woman feeding an infant by the boob, as the natural assumption is that most guys can't separate their base sexual feelings from an appreciation of what is, very much, a natural and beautiful act.

Not that I'm saying I'm not a perve and a creep. I am those things, very much so.

I can't help it. I've been a fan of the boob for as far back as my muzzy memory stretches. I love boobs. I'm a boob man. A tit fan. And frankly, though I'm not at all proud to declare it, I'll default to stealing a glimpse of some boob even if there does happen to be a baby hanging off the end of it.

I know. I'm terrible. I'm ascribing a sexual objectivity to what is, first and foremost, an organ designed for and devoted to the rearing of young ones. I ought to be ashamed of myself – and I am, quite genuinely.