The inevitable never came. After what felt like hours but was probably closer to a minute, I unclenched just a bit and opened one eye. The bright light was still there; it hadn’t been a flash after all. Trying to locate the source, I peered over my shoulder and found the light at the end of the dock, which had hung overhead as we made love, had flared back to life. Sitting up, I looked back at the house, then towards the...
“Fuck! Fuck! Look at her taking that cock,” Kelly gasped. She bounced on her boyfriend’s lap, their straddled position lining his tip up directly with her g-spot. The pleasure centers of the lithe blonde’s brain fired on all cylinders from the intense fucking and the thrill of witnessing her sister’s defilement and utter submission to a big, fat dick. The knowledge of what came after only further added kerosine to her exp...
For her twenty-first birthday, Jane wanted a complete blowout. The end of college. The ability to legally drink. The last time they might get to have fun like this before real life truly began and they all moved away for separate jobs. It was a recipe for disaster. Lynn assumed it would entail binge drinking, dancing, and maybe a post-birthday hangover. And while drinking and dancing occurred — with Lynn submitting to pee...
I had a very unconventional entry into the United States. Jack Grierson and I were on a Boeing 777 freighter that landed at the cargo hub in Columbus, Ohio. Jo Ellen Taggart was on the flight with us. After we landed, she handed me a U.S. passport – it had my picture in it, but it was in the name of Sofia Antoniou. “You have green eyes, and your skin tone is creamy with olive undertones,” said Jo Ellen. “You can pass for...
She knew he wasn't thrilled. Katrina and Matt had ben married for nearly three years now and she was pregnant again. Once again, not his baby. Little Penelope was one and a half years old and she was joyful to have. But Matt wanted to have kids of his own with his wife. After all, nothing was medically wrong with him. Katrina just wouldn't let him. She preferred being impregnated by other men. In her mind, Matt was a good...
I was working in the North East of England in the legal profession and was also a semi-pro footballer with a decent local team. I am married to Paula who is a very attractive twenty-two-year-old with blonde hair and a very sexy 36-24-34 figure. Last year, I got an unexpected promotion at work which meant that I had to transfer to the firm's South London office. Paula and I moved into rented accommodation while we looked f...
I’d been asked to satisfy my wife’s cousin’s sexual urges for the duration of her pregnancy. Kate was due in six weeks. This is a story about our seventh-to-ninth meetup. My relationship with Kate was becoming complicated. She was beginning to explore new fetishes, which I had no experience or desire to pursue. However, there was one fetish that I was eager to try out with Kate. I had never experienced anal sex. I had bee...
This adventure has gone on longer than I ever imagined. From the humble beginnings of an innocent blowjob (Chapter 1), I am currently satisfying the needs of two mature ladies, and a child of mine is due to be born soon. I started writing this series after my wife’s cousin confirmed her pregnancy. There is a long backstory that I will quickly summarise for new readers. I was initially employed as a breeding male for my wi...
A highway on the outskirts of Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India: 1953. The bus from the city drew to a halt at the crossroads, and having descended the steps, Krishan paused momentarily to put a small canvas rucksack on his back. Then, once the overcrowded vehicle pulled away, its tail lights slowly vanishing into the darkness, the young man crossed the highway and began the final leg of his journey home along the dusty, moo...
It could have been anyone, but it was somebody. A dark night, a street; he emerged as witchcraft. Everything I needed, but I didn't know. Mysterious and impetuous, without saying a word, he took me as his own. The naked sword blossomed my flower. Fear and desire. Guilt and impulse. Being possessed in secret. Intense. Immense. Deep. Hot, sharp and humid. Only I moaned, only I suffered and laughed. Scared and in love. Flood...
Yes, I’m a cuckold, so what? If you don’t like it well, G-F-Y. Being a cuckold brings both pain and pleasure. It certainly has for me. But I’m not one of those namby-pamby cuckolds who pretends it’s all fun. Sometimes it hurts so much that I cry, but other times the excitement and pleasure are overwhelming. For me, it makes the pain worthwhile. This is a story that encompasses both a monumental high and a cataclysmic low....
My ‘breeding’ assignment with my wife's cousin, Kate, was a success. Anyone reading the comments from Chapter 6 would already be aware of this. One of the four loads of semen I had deposited inside Kate had done its job. Kate is pregnant. The four nights of sex with Kate had been awesome and the temptation to fuck her again was hard to ignore. Having such a great wife made it easier. My wife makes sure I am satisfied. She...
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 w...
What’s up with her and those daisy dukes? Too far along to button the damn things. So what does she do? Zips them partway, ties on a halter top, and crawls barefoot into that overgrown flower bed to pluck and prune with her tits spilling and ass jiggling and belly bulging and fuck what the neighbors think. She knows her game, knows what I wanna do. Tear ‘em off and ravish her brains out among the peonies… but noooo — her...
Lying in bed, I hear my phone buzz, indicating I've got a text. Unlocking my phone I see it's from my best mate Paul's wife Katy. "I need your help, Steve." I read the text and reply to her. "What do you need?" Katy is six months pregnant and I'm expecting I'll have to run to get her something from the shops because Paul is busy. "I'm just feeling ugly right now. Paul doesn't want me; I'm fat. I just want to know if I'm b...
