Saturday, 6 February 2016
Sunday, 24 January 2016
Megan's Milk and More
Megan was brushing her brown hair as she prepared to head out to the mall. It was one of her friends' birthdays soon and she needed to buy her a gift.
Megan is a young lady, now 21, living with her older sister, her husband John, and their baby Bradley. She had always been self-conscious about her body and appearance as she was not blonde like her older sister and was not blessed with large enough breasts to compare to her. She was filling in the right places though due to her many visits to the gym, and thanks to John, her lactating breasts had gone from a B cup from when they met, to a D.
She had the past of having found John hot when they first met and wondered about his and her older sister's sex life. Little did she know that upon sneaking in a peek at them one night, that they were an adult nursing couple. She watched lustfully through the ajar opening of their bedroom door as John slurped and suckled Madison's large breasts and pink nipples. It moistened her womanhood and made her own nipples erect just watching, until of course her noises at the door revealed her clandestine watching.
After some time of being fully interested and involved with their play, she convinced John that she wanted to give him what her older sister was giving him too, so they induced. John would suckle Megan 3 times a day and along with her bra size increase came her natural nectar of nourishment. After some time, she realized that she had to cool down with John as she almost got a pregnancy scare after them fucking unproctected after one nursing session.
Megan is a young lady, now 21, living with her older sister, her husband John, and their baby Bradley. She had always been self-conscious about her body and appearance as she was not blonde like her older sister and was not blessed with large enough breasts to compare to her. She was filling in the right places though due to her many visits to the gym, and thanks to John, her lactating breasts had gone from a B cup from when they met, to a D.
She had the past of having found John hot when they first met and wondered about his and her older sister's sex life. Little did she know that upon sneaking in a peek at them one night, that they were an adult nursing couple. She watched lustfully through the ajar opening of their bedroom door as John slurped and suckled Madison's large breasts and pink nipples. It moistened her womanhood and made her own nipples erect just watching, until of course her noises at the door revealed her clandestine watching.
After some time of being fully interested and involved with their play, she convinced John that she wanted to give him what her older sister was giving him too, so they induced. John would suckle Megan 3 times a day and along with her bra size increase came her natural nectar of nourishment. After some time, she realized that she had to cool down with John as she almost got a pregnancy scare after them fucking unproctected after one nursing session.
My Indian Maid Arrives in Delhi
It was almost eight months since Sunita had arrived in the capital on New Year's Eve. She had been staying with her cousin Ram and his wife Anu in their two bedrooms flat, having taken a while to get used to the luxury of her 'own' room. The city itself had been an amazing experience for her; the crowds, the traffic, the hustle and bustle of everyday living, the shops, the sights, the many acquaintances and friends that could be made, the beggars, the entrepreneurs, the vendors, the very life.
Delhi, in Sunita's mind, was a living thriving 5000 year old city whose origins could be tracked back to the ancient Indian text of The Mahabharata. She had soaked in this cultural, and almost religious, significance absorbing the history and culture at a scale so vast and so grand. She was always glad about having left the village to come out into the world. She spent the first few weeks travelling all over the city, taking public transport buses to the Red Fort in Old Delhi, the Qutab Minar at the southern end; she walked along the tree lined avenues of residential locations surrounding Lutyen's Delhi and down Raj Path where the Republic Day parade took place every January; she took the Metro to a station near one of the posh suburbs in South Delhi and walked along the service lanes; she visited markets in places like Connaught Circus and Karol Bagh, saw street vendors sitting outside air-conditioned shops in Lajpat Nagar and Sarojini Nagar; stared out of the window when the buses drove past grand Five Star luxury hotels like the Taj and the Maurya; walked down the chaotic Pahargunj labyrinths opposite the main railway station; she had lived through the winter and the summer and the monsoon already.
But very soon after Sunita's arrival, her sense of responsibility goaded her towards the need to find a job, however small, so she could contribute to the household expenses; Ram and Anu had been very hospitable and generous, never once mentioning the obvious financial burden that she must have added to. Initially she tried to help out at Ram's motorcycle repair shop just below their rooms but realised she wasn't being of much assistance beyond bringing glasses of tea for some of Ram's friends who visited or came to get their bikes fixed. She asked around some of the neighbouring shops if they needed an extra hand but none of them were willing to pay for help, least of all a woman who wouldn't be able to do any menial or physical work. She tried to take tuitions for school going children but their parents couldn't really afford to pay.
Delhi, in Sunita's mind, was a living thriving 5000 year old city whose origins could be tracked back to the ancient Indian text of The Mahabharata. She had soaked in this cultural, and almost religious, significance absorbing the history and culture at a scale so vast and so grand. She was always glad about having left the village to come out into the world. She spent the first few weeks travelling all over the city, taking public transport buses to the Red Fort in Old Delhi, the Qutab Minar at the southern end; she walked along the tree lined avenues of residential locations surrounding Lutyen's Delhi and down Raj Path where the Republic Day parade took place every January; she took the Metro to a station near one of the posh suburbs in South Delhi and walked along the service lanes; she visited markets in places like Connaught Circus and Karol Bagh, saw street vendors sitting outside air-conditioned shops in Lajpat Nagar and Sarojini Nagar; stared out of the window when the buses drove past grand Five Star luxury hotels like the Taj and the Maurya; walked down the chaotic Pahargunj labyrinths opposite the main railway station; she had lived through the winter and the summer and the monsoon already.
But very soon after Sunita's arrival, her sense of responsibility goaded her towards the need to find a job, however small, so she could contribute to the household expenses; Ram and Anu had been very hospitable and generous, never once mentioning the obvious financial burden that she must have added to. Initially she tried to help out at Ram's motorcycle repair shop just below their rooms but realised she wasn't being of much assistance beyond bringing glasses of tea for some of Ram's friends who visited or came to get their bikes fixed. She asked around some of the neighbouring shops if they needed an extra hand but none of them were willing to pay for help, least of all a woman who wouldn't be able to do any menial or physical work. She tried to take tuitions for school going children but their parents couldn't really afford to pay.
Two Couples Swapping
"Have you ever considered having sex with someone, while your partner has sex with someone else in the same room?"
This was a question which had been asked by a couple that we had been friendly with for a number of years. Once I had replied, the conversation seemed to end. Three of us were about the same age, with only my husband being older. Knowing how my craving for sex and the need to experiment over the past few years had increased, I could only think that they were now experiencing the same need.
It would take another few months before we saw them again.
We invited them over for dinner and as I wanted to know some answers, I slipped a little cannabis oil into the food. It worked. The four of us were seated across from one another at the table and while we ate dessert, I asked them what had being on my mind over the past few months.
"So, did you guys ever get to swop partners yet?" I asked.
"Not yet," Rob answered, looking at Sarah.
"We are still discussing it," Sarah said, beginning to blush.
"We are the same. When we do it, I want the guy to cum inside of me, which means that we need to know that he is free of any STDs and I need to be on the pill, or he needs to have had a vasectomy," I said.
"Which limits our candidates," Steve added.
This was a question which had been asked by a couple that we had been friendly with for a number of years. Once I had replied, the conversation seemed to end. Three of us were about the same age, with only my husband being older. Knowing how my craving for sex and the need to experiment over the past few years had increased, I could only think that they were now experiencing the same need.
It would take another few months before we saw them again.
We invited them over for dinner and as I wanted to know some answers, I slipped a little cannabis oil into the food. It worked. The four of us were seated across from one another at the table and while we ate dessert, I asked them what had being on my mind over the past few months.
"So, did you guys ever get to swop partners yet?" I asked.
"Not yet," Rob answered, looking at Sarah.
"We are still discussing it," Sarah said, beginning to blush.
"We are the same. When we do it, I want the guy to cum inside of me, which means that we need to know that he is free of any STDs and I need to be on the pill, or he needs to have had a vasectomy," I said.
"Which limits our candidates," Steve added.
Tuesday, 24 November 2015
Rupali and Suva Enjoying Lesbian Sex
Rupali and Suva were living in as neighbours with their familys in Jaipur. Suva was good at heart and very friendly so Rupali liked her. Suva used to tie rakhi to Rupali husband and Rupali used to tie rakhi Suvas husband Although Suva was in early thirties and Rupali was also of same age as Rupali, Suva used to call her bhabhi.
Suva had 3 children and Rupali also had three children and all of them were in same school nearby. Both familys were a middle class. Rupali was fair and well built and had fairly large round breasts where as Suvas was also fair and healthy but her breasts were smaller and perky type.
Both were good friends and used to visit each others house every day and exchanged food items and other things daily . Suva always noticed Rupali ample breasts and used to feel jealousy of her breasts and her large cleavage which was visible always to Suva.
She used to tease Rupali jokingly frequently about her breasts in bhabhi nanad manner and she used to try to touch them sometimes because she was also attracted to them. One day they were to visit someone in another distant area of their city. So Suva got ready and went to Rupali house and found she is not still ready.
Suva had 3 children and Rupali also had three children and all of them were in same school nearby. Both familys were a middle class. Rupali was fair and well built and had fairly large round breasts where as Suvas was also fair and healthy but her breasts were smaller and perky type.
Both were good friends and used to visit each others house every day and exchanged food items and other things daily . Suva always noticed Rupali ample breasts and used to feel jealousy of her breasts and her large cleavage which was visible always to Suva.
She used to tease Rupali jokingly frequently about her breasts in bhabhi nanad manner and she used to try to touch them sometimes because she was also attracted to them. One day they were to visit someone in another distant area of their city. So Suva got ready and went to Rupali house and found she is not still ready.
Wednesday, 11 November 2015
The Challenge
Ellen and David were going to a Swinger's party. They sat in the well-appointed mini-bus with seven other couples. This was only their third Swinger's party so butterflies were swarming in Ellen's stomach. David noted her nervousness and reassured her.
"Remember the last party?" he asked. "You didn't think you could do the things you did then!" he taunted.
"You enjoyed it." She rejoined.
"I did." He admitted. "It was certainly interesting to watch you. But then that was always one of my fantasies."
"So have you fulfilled all of your fantasies then?" she asked teasingly.
"Well there is one very special fantasy that we haven't done yet." He admitted.
"Oh?" she queried.
"You remember how we talked of you accidentally getting pregnant if we participated in this scene?" he reminded her.
"You want me to get pregnant!?" she asked, surprised.
"Not really," he admitted. "But taking the chance would be interesting."
"That's not something I could do deliberately." She replied.
"I know. And I'm not sure I would feel comfortable asking you to do that deliberately. But accidents happen even if we do use condoms." He replied. "And this is a 'Bareback' club were everyone is screened for STD's"
"Remember the last party?" he asked. "You didn't think you could do the things you did then!" he taunted.
"You enjoyed it." She rejoined.
"I did." He admitted. "It was certainly interesting to watch you. But then that was always one of my fantasies."
"So have you fulfilled all of your fantasies then?" she asked teasingly.
"Well there is one very special fantasy that we haven't done yet." He admitted.
"Oh?" she queried.
"You remember how we talked of you accidentally getting pregnant if we participated in this scene?" he reminded her.
"You want me to get pregnant!?" she asked, surprised.
"Not really," he admitted. "But taking the chance would be interesting."
"That's not something I could do deliberately." She replied.
"I know. And I'm not sure I would feel comfortable asking you to do that deliberately. But accidents happen even if we do use condoms." He replied. "And this is a 'Bareback' club were everyone is screened for STD's"
Sunday, 1 November 2015
The Wife Game
After dinner, Doris Blake sat on the sofa with a glass of burgundy wine and watched the evening news. Her husband Tom was at the driving range and her 18 year old daughter Tammy was out with her friends. The 37 year old blond was a stay at home mom; she was pleased with her life and didn't mind not entering the job market. Tom was a dentist and insisted that Doris did not have to work, although the credit card bills had been piling up lately and he urged her to cut down on her spending.
The telephone rang and Doris answered it and spoke to her friend Joyce, "Hi Joyce, what's up?"
Her friend excitedly told her, "There is a new reality show on tonight at 9pm. I read all about the show and it sounds wild. The show is called 'The Wife Game' and the wives have to live with other families for three months. Can you imagine living with another family and having a different husband for three months?"
"No I can't, that sounds crazy, why would anyone want to do that?"
"Well, to start with you get $100,000.00 for three months and a chance to win one million. You really get an opportunity to see how other people live and you get to sleep with another woman's husband."
"The only thing that is tempting me is the money. Tom is the only man that I have ever been with and besides, if I sleep with her husband then she will be sleeping with Tom, right?"
"Sounds like you both could use a little change; just think how exciting it would be. Watch the show and think it over, I will call you after the show, bye."
The telephone rang and Doris answered it and spoke to her friend Joyce, "Hi Joyce, what's up?"
Her friend excitedly told her, "There is a new reality show on tonight at 9pm. I read all about the show and it sounds wild. The show is called 'The Wife Game' and the wives have to live with other families for three months. Can you imagine living with another family and having a different husband for three months?"
"No I can't, that sounds crazy, why would anyone want to do that?"
"Well, to start with you get $100,000.00 for three months and a chance to win one million. You really get an opportunity to see how other people live and you get to sleep with another woman's husband."
"The only thing that is tempting me is the money. Tom is the only man that I have ever been with and besides, if I sleep with her husband then she will be sleeping with Tom, right?"
"Sounds like you both could use a little change; just think how exciting it would be. Watch the show and think it over, I will call you after the show, bye."
Game Night Gets Wild
Every week a group of us, specifically four couples, have game night. Game night basically meant wine night for the women and whiskey night for the men. We are all married and in our late 20's to early 30's. Lindsey and Chad are a couple. Lindsey is a flirty brunette with killer eyes and an ass to die for. If her boobs were bigger she could be in playboy. Rachel was married to Erik and she's my wife's best friend. She is a tall brunette and is basically all woman. What I mean is she had gigantic breasts and child bearing hips. Let's just say that when that whenever she is wearing a bikini I make it a point to bring sunglasses with me. Ben and Kristen are the newest couple to the group but we have still known them for years. Kristen is blonde and above average in every category. She is beautiful, has a nice ass, and nice perky size B tits. My wife Andrea is also blonde. She has small D tits, a firm bubble butt, and strong legs to match her ass.
This particular week the Ben and Kristen were hosting and their kids were at a sleepover so the drinking was even heavier than normal. Somehow the topic of swinging came up and was discussed at great length. We were necessarily talking about doing it, rather just talking about it in general. That is until Rachel said something to the effect of, "Honestly, there are so many temptations today for men and women. Bust mostly men...I feel like you should be rewarded for staying loyal and true. I don't think I would want you to sleep with another woman but I don't think I would be that upset knowing you got head from someone else."
This particular week the Ben and Kristen were hosting and their kids were at a sleepover so the drinking was even heavier than normal. Somehow the topic of swinging came up and was discussed at great length. We were necessarily talking about doing it, rather just talking about it in general. That is until Rachel said something to the effect of, "Honestly, there are so many temptations today for men and women. Bust mostly men...I feel like you should be rewarded for staying loyal and true. I don't think I would want you to sleep with another woman but I don't think I would be that upset knowing you got head from someone else."
Glory Hole
Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about the adult bookstore downtown for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there and what might happen if we went in there. (MMF, gh, breast-torture-fetish)
We’re finally here, I thought to myself as we pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles from our house. Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about it for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there, what might happen if we went in there.
She had heard about glory holes, especially as they were used by the gay community for anonymous oral sex. But she also wondered what she might do in there, wondered what might be done to her in there. For months now, she had raised the occasional question, the probing inquiry. But now we were here, parked, ready to go inside.
Jean was dressed for the event. She wore a short dress that was low cut, showing off her firm tits. She had lots of tan shoulder and arm exposed, lots of sexy leg. Only three buttons on top kept the dress on her. It could be removed in an instant. Underneath she wore, at my suggestion, nothing. Her sandals made her legs look so tan, so naked.
We’re finally here, I thought to myself as we pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles from our house. Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about it for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there, what might happen if we went in there.
She had heard about glory holes, especially as they were used by the gay community for anonymous oral sex. But she also wondered what she might do in there, wondered what might be done to her in there. For months now, she had raised the occasional question, the probing inquiry. But now we were here, parked, ready to go inside.
Jean was dressed for the event. She wore a short dress that was low cut, showing off her firm tits. She had lots of tan shoulder and arm exposed, lots of sexy leg. Only three buttons on top kept the dress on her. It could be removed in an instant. Underneath she wore, at my suggestion, nothing. Her sandals made her legs look so tan, so naked.
The Contest
I don't know how my wife found out about the contest but once she learned of it she couldn't stop talking about it. And soon she was trying to get me to enter it with her.
My wife, Julie, was a slim brunet with small breasts and nice, well shaped ass. She had been a virgin when we married but she quickly learned to love any kind of sexual activities. She especially loved sucking my cock and swallowing my semen. Maybe it was her love of cock sucking that piqued her interest in the contest.
I should tell you a bit about the contest and why I thought it had Julie so excited. First was the $50,000 prize for the winning couple, which I guess would excite anyone. The second aspect was the details of the contest itself and what it entailed for the contestants. The contest was a sexual one and directly involved one of Julie's favorite sexual activities, sucking cock.
In order to win the contest a couple had to enter together. The woman was require to suck the cocks and swallow the cum from her mate and four other men. The woman would be blindfolded the entire time, and she would only have the taste of the cocks and semen to tell which man was which. If the woman could identify her mate from just the taste of his semen when he came in her mouth the couple would win the prize.
My wife, Julie, was a slim brunet with small breasts and nice, well shaped ass. She had been a virgin when we married but she quickly learned to love any kind of sexual activities. She especially loved sucking my cock and swallowing my semen. Maybe it was her love of cock sucking that piqued her interest in the contest.
I should tell you a bit about the contest and why I thought it had Julie so excited. First was the $50,000 prize for the winning couple, which I guess would excite anyone. The second aspect was the details of the contest itself and what it entailed for the contestants. The contest was a sexual one and directly involved one of Julie's favorite sexual activities, sucking cock.
In order to win the contest a couple had to enter together. The woman was require to suck the cocks and swallow the cum from her mate and four other men. The woman would be blindfolded the entire time, and she would only have the taste of the cocks and semen to tell which man was which. If the woman could identify her mate from just the taste of his semen when he came in her mouth the couple would win the prize.
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