I had been ruing this day for some time, but it was inevitable. Mrs. Collins wanted to have a serious talk with me, which could only mean one thing: it was all over between us. At least, that is what I felt was coming. No more erotic romps with a gorgeous middle-aged neighbor. No more sexual role-playing. No more sex...at least with her. But then, she had something up her sleeve. After she confessed to me that she would b...

Summers are never long enough. Here I was eighteen years old and headed for college in September. What could be better? Ok...it was only a junior college, and I was on probation since my high school grades could have been better. I had virtually no money even though I worked off and on most of the summer for a neighbor, Mrs. Collins. It was a dream job--trimming trees, mowing lawns, doing handiwork, and fucking her brains...

Life is funny. Just when you think your ship is sinking and it seems hopeless, a lifeline appears. My humiliating attempt to have sex with my teenage neighbor, Sharon, had resulted in a humiliating and dangerous premature ejaculation--dangerous because of the possibility of an unwanted pregnancy. And even though we dodged that bullet, I was too embarrassed by my performance to ask Sharon out again. Of course, that was MY...

Before my dad remarried and I entered college, life had been a series of ups and downs. Mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was a freshman in high school, and she finally succumbed to the disease during the summer of my senior year after a long, drawn-out battle with both chemo and radiation treatments. She hung in there until the bitter end, but her last days were an emotional roller coaster for Dad and me as we both se...

Lady Catharine knew something was going on with her husband. He was spending more and more time away from their bed, always with a flimsy excuse of some kind. But Catharine also noticed a couple of the new maidens recently hired as kitchen staff were walking stiffly. She knew the signs. Her husband's huge cock had ravaged her pussy many times over the years, and despite the pleasures she felt from their coupling, there wa...

Sir Thomas, Lord of the manor, paced in the great hall of his house. Guests would be arriving soon, and he wanted things to be perfect. In addition to his wealthy neighbors, the Duke's son would be attending along with the Bishop and the local priest from the village, and he wanted to make an impression. He had finally decided to leave the kitchen preparations to the staff as he realized he was only getting in the way eac...

The spring harvest was going well, and as Lord Thomas sat astride his huge warhorse, he took in the panoramic view of his lands from his hilltop vantage point. His servant and aide, Reginald, sat next to him on a smaller steed. "Yes, indeed, sire. Things are moving along. At this rate, the wheat shall be ready for milling in no time. This has been a year of abundance, praise the Lord." Thomas smiled at the holy reference...

So the Rubicon had been crossed. Erin had sealed the deal despite her rules about breastfeeding without sex. Vince felt some relief that it was her decision and not his. As much as he enjoyed it, he was willing to obey the ground rules that had been established. But Erin seemed to have planned for this to happen. Why else would she have asked him to undress? When they were done, she had not acted upset or guilty by any me...

When Jerry returned home, his brain was once again a jumble of emotions and mental images. Within the last couple of weeks, his life had changed dramatically. His friend and neighbor, Erin Lovejoy, had made him an offer he could never have imagined. She asked him if he would be interested in helping her out by suckling on her huge breasts. Erin had induced her breasts to produce milk for reasons he didn't completely under...

When Jerry returned home, he sat down and analyzed just what had happened. Erin had given him a delightful handjob, but was that sex? According to Bill Clinton and Erin, the answer was no. If so, no problem. He would take a hand job any day, especially from a lovely lady like Erin who loved to have her monster mounds suckled regularly. He still hadn't quite figured out the whole lactation thing, but why worry about someth...

Christmas day was relatively uneventful to start–at least compared to years past. Vince's sisters were the only ones mildly excited about getting up early and opening gifts, mainly because they were still young enough to get excited about that sort of thing. His parents exchanged modest presents with the excuse that "every day is Christmas for us." His grandparents had long since given up trying to figure out what each ot...

Saturday finally arrived, although to Jerry it felt like weeks since he had last nursed Erin's magnificent mounds. As agreed previously, he would arrive at her house around ten a.m., and she would be waiting. His relationship with her had quickly developed from friendly chatting and occasional light coffee "dates" to this: fondling and nursing her huge breasts. According to Erin, it was not a sexual experience that she wa...

Erin Lovejoy sat in her bedroom, depressed and unsure what to do next. Divorced and alone, she was rife with attributes. She had plenty of money after the settlement. Her house was paid for. Her two children were both starting successful careers and even though they lived in different cities from Erin, they regularly kept in touch. She should be happy, she reasoned. Unfortunately, she was not. Since the divorce, she had b...

Christmas Eve, Vince excused himself from his family just before lunch. "I'm meeting Sharon to check out her business. I'll probably be gone all afternoon, but I promise to be back for dinner." "We hardly see you these days, Vince. And when do we get to meet the mysterious Sharon?" Vince's mom gave him a motherly kiss on the cheek. "You've certainly seen quite a bit of her. She must be something. And just what kind of bus...

When Vince returned to his grandparents' condo, the family was gathered around the television. He did his best imitation of the dutiful son and answered all the annoying questions thrown at him regarding college. He was more circumspect about his evening, however. "I have a possible job opportunity with a businesswoman who lives here in the development. I just happened to sit next to her on the plane. Pure luck." Of cours...