Amy's Big Milky Tits

A good friend of mine, Amy, is pregnant. I visited her yesterday to return some tools that I had borrowed from her husband Rob. When I got there Rob was out, Amy was home alone and she invited me in.

Amy was dressed in white leggings with a thin yellow t-shirt, everything was clinging tight to her ever-expanding body and her bump had grown substantially since I last saw her. Her boobs though, her boobs were massive, Amy was a big girl, with a substantial chest before she got pregnant, but now they must have been almost twice the size.

We got to chatting and I complimented her on how healthy she was looking, but I couldn't help glancing down every so often at her boobs. Her nipples were big and hard, poking through her bra and t-shirt.

"Huge aren’t they?" she said as she hoisted them up. "I can’t believe how big they’ve got, my nipples are so much more sensitive too."

We often flirted and chatted about sex so this was nothing out of the ordinary, but this time I found my cock was starting to get hard so much quicker than in the past.

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.

Spare Milk

I felt the nervousness make my hands shake as I rang the bell. It was only a couple of minutes earlier than usual but my mind kept overthinking. I’ve been coming around for about two months, but this was the first time I was going to do it.

The door opening made me jump and her tiny frame appeared behind it.

“You are just in time, Jason. Come on in." Her pretty face lit up with a smile as she spoke with a sweet voice.

She moved to the side and I walked in with a quick step. I noticed she was wearing a long light blue robe, her slim figure barely a silhouette, her breast slightly visible where the folds of the robe showed her neckline.

“Do you want a cup of water or something to drink?” she asked.

“I’m fine. Thank you,” I managed to reply without stuttering.

My mouth felt a bit dry, but I didn’t dare to bother her. My eyes wandered around her neatly arranged and beautiful home. I had been inside before when my wife and I came to meet them for the first time. Since then, we would usually just speak on their front patio.

Baby blues

 I cursed as my computer crashed, the whole system had gone down again. Our IT people said it would take all weekend to sort the mess out. Armed with that knowledge I headed out of the office, getting home early would be a bonus. I would get to spend some time with my kids before we packed them off to my parents for the weekend.

My wife Mandy suggested the kids stay with my parents, her sister and brother-in-law were coming over for dinner. Mandy said they had something they wanted to discuss, she didn't elaborate on what it was.

I parked on the drive in front of the double garage, Mandy would park alongside my car when she arrived home. I thought that maybe I could make a start on clearing out the garage this weekend, that way I could at least park my car inside. When we bought the house two years ago we shifted a load of stuff out of the granny annexe above it. The original plan was for Mandy's mother to move into the annexe. Sadly she passed away suddenly, we never bothered clearing the annexe after that.

Tanya's Impregnation

 Our life in Bangkok was moving very well. I had told my husband about the romping sex session I had on a business trip which also involved my boss David. Fortunately he was at the time too drunk to realize that I was the girl he'd fucked that night. Our working relationship was great and I didn't want any issues at work but it was fun remembering what he was like with his clothes off and his prick rampant inside me.

Anyway, life was great and sex with my husband was great and our kids were doing well.

We both enjoyed our new found sexual freedom, away from our native country Pakistan. To do some of the things we've done since moving here, could actually cause our demise. But our sexcapades actually have made our bond stronger.

Among our many new friends we were closest to Olivia and Simon who were from Manchester. It was interesting to note the differences in our past experiences. But even with those differences we had become fast friends and saw each other a lot.

One day I took Olivia for lunch, she seemed upset and rarely talked these days. After much insistence she told me that she was having regular fights with her husband Simon.

My unforgettable night in new york

I was laying in bed next to my husband James. The room was dark with just the soft glow of the TV. We were going to New York in a few weeks and we were discussing our plans for the trip. James and I were in our mid-thirties and had been together forever. We had been to New York once before, but it was only for a couple days. We were excited to go back and check out all the things we had missed on our first trip. I really wanted to spend an afternoon wandering around the Museum of Modern Art and James was interested in seeing the Statue of Liberty up close.

As we were chatting, James softly whispered to me, "Would you be interested in trying that idea we talked about doing on our next vacation?"

When James and I first got together we were more sexually adventurous. However, after a couple years our sex life had become more routine. Starting last year, we talked about how to make it more exciting and so during foreplay, so we came up with the idea of starting to share all the different sexual fantasies we had. At first, it was awkward for me to talk and open up about since I think I'm a bit sexually repressed. I had grown up in a conservative background where sex just wasn't talked about. James was the only person I had ever been with and I didn't have any sexual experiences before our relationship. After being with James for so long though, I admit, I sometimes fantasized about what it would be like to be with another person. What it would be like to feel the touch of someone new. What it would be like to explore their body.

Milk Money 1

 My wife Wendy and I were going through a bit of a hard time financially since she'd had to go on maternity leave to have our baby girl, Tina. I have a job as a plumber and I make an average weekly wage that keeps the rent paid on the mobile home we live in, food and the electricity. And after the essentials there wasn't any money left over.

Thankfully Wendy's Mom had the foresight to throw us a baby shower so were well stocked up on diapers and wipes. And we didn't need baby formula because Wendy was breastfeeding our daughter. I felt so sorry for my wife because she was constantly feeding little Tina and all hours of the night too. The poor thing was getting very little sleep because she was either changing Tina's diaper at all times of the night or feeding her. But even with our daughter's hefty appetite Wendy was still having to relieve her breasts of the extra milk and since no one at the baby shower gifted us a breast pump she was having to physically relieve her sore breast, because if she didn't her breasts would become sore and engorged.

One morning last week I caught her bent over the kitchen sink milking her tits. Her nipples we're so bright pink and swollen. Gone were her pert little button sized pinkies that I'd enjoyed sucking and nibbling on. I just stood back and watched and I couldn't believe how hard my dick was getting. She was dressed in a pink hello kitty thong and with her mommy ass swaying back and forth, it was just too fucking sexy.

How we became swingers

 Sandra had just graduated from an elite beauty academy in Los Angeles and was now back home in the San Francisco bay area doing photo shoots all week which led up to a hair show on Friday. Throughout the week Sandra had made friends with a woman by the name of Mayumi. According to Sandra, Mayumi was a beautiful Japanese woman that was showing her the in's and out's of working photoshoots. Mayumi was married to a rich business man named Troy and together they lived in the UK for over 7 years. Mayumi was in the states for only 1 week to work on the photo shoots and hair show and would leave the following Monday. Late Friday morning Troy had flown in from the UK to see the hair show and spend the weekend with Mayumi. Sandra was excited for me to meet Mayumi at the hair show. I was happy that she had made friends with someone while working on these shoots since this was her first actual big project outside of the beauty academy.

After the hair show everyone went to the sir Francis drake hotel in SF for a large party. There were a lot of people there. Sandra's hair was platinum blonde at the time and she wore a tight white blouse with a black short skirt. I finally was able to meet Mayumi for the first time. I had seen her from picking up Sandra, but only from afar, nothing face to face. She truly took my breath away the first time that I stood before her and heard her soft and lovely voice. She did not shake my hand, but hugged me.

"Ahh... hello love, you are the amazing husband that Sandra has been telling me about." She said.

Wife and the Jat

 For those who don't know, Jat is an agricultural community of Indo-Aryan origin mostly found in Haryana and many members are spread of north western Indian provinces like Uttar Pradesh, Punjab and also in parts of Pakistan. The Jats are known for their tall figures, healthy and stout bodies and they exercise much political influence in Indian politics.

Ram Swarup Singh, the important character of this story is a Jat and will be referred to as "the Jat" in later part of the story. He was 38 years old, his height 6'2", had the muscular body of an athelete. He was originally born and raised in Haryana but for job he had been staying in Hyderabad since last few years.

Ram Swarup was unmarried but not a virgin. At 38 years of age he had laid about seven girls and eleven women. His sexual prowess and desire for female flesh were almost a legend in the known circles. Many female partners who had been to bed with him admired his exceptionally long and thick meat though a few others were also afraid of his mammoth tool. He missed no opportunity to seduce girls and women whose body caught his eyes. But he was never known to have taken undue advantage of his bed partners. Ram Swarup was not the central character of this story, it is the gravitational pulls of life that brought him at the center of this story.

Indian housewife tries prostitution

My name is Naina, and I'd like to introduce myself by telling you about my past adventures, and encounters, of a sexual nature. I think you'll understand me best through those.

I grew up free, as we were wealthy, and my parents afforded me the freedom to discover who I was without restriction, often encouraging me. I was never told no, and instead they made sure I had access to the resources to do as I pleased.

I was a tall slim teen but as I grew, I filled out quite nicely until my Sari could no longer hide my attributes. I took to wearing jeans and tight t-shirts in order to keep boys eyes on me, but always held them at arm's length. Even the upper class needed to follow societal rules, unless we were behind closed doors.

My body wasn't the only thing that caught the boy's breath. I had been told on many occasions, by boys and men alike, that I should have been born a princess, as my beauty captured their hearts from the moment they saw me. My sly smiles to their comments only melted their hearts further.