Breastfeeding that never stopped [FF] [Incest] [NC] [Nipple] [Lesbian]

I’m 30/F and my mother breastfed me for an abnormally long time.

She was a single mother for the majority of my life until I left for college. She was caring and supportive in every way as a parent. She encouraged my interests with enthusiasm and showed up to any recitals, video camera in hand. We didn’t always live in the best places, but we made due. I was raised to be diligent and hard-working because of the example she set, and everyone who knew her adored her.

But there was…just that thing we did. It literally started when I was a baby so it was completely normal for us. I think some part of me knew it was taboo because I never really told any of my friends. It’s not like my mom was lactating for my entire life.

Sometimes, to me, it felt like a ritual. Almost every night, after I was done with my evening bath or shower I’d go to my room to put on some panties and a robe or a long t-shirt. I walked through the cold hallway on our hardwood floor to her room. Usually by the time I got there I was ready for her warmth. She was almost always sitting in bed with just her nightstand lamp on, reading whatever romance novel she was on. If I visited her, it was never forced or compulsory, and we never really talked about it…but her door was always cracked.

Throw Me Into The Sea

“Why do you hate me when you have me?”

I met you when I was young and naive, less knowing of the world. I was willing to endure the manipulation and the decries of lack of masculinity because to me, you were everything. Without you, of course, I am nothing. I should be so honored to be with you.

Of course, the years pass and the strength builds. Revetments against the tidal waves that hit the bank shores. Blind passion is given sight. I realize that there was nothing but pain in all of this relationship with you. Torrential and misguided is what this cascading rain was. Drowned the soil and killed off its living trees and crops.

Terra nullius. Terra nova.

So many campaigns overseas to be away from you and this past. Past of incorrigible love that nearly destroyed what I could have been. Can’t take any more women because one is enough. How pathetic. This is how you left me. It still presses and weighs upon me – Yeats’ stone heart.

First time having sex on the first date

So I never usually hook up on the first date but this time it actually happened. So this was back when I had a tinder and one day I came across this girl and she had an amazing rack like anime titties rack! So I’m scrolling through Instagram and I get a notification that I match with this girl! So I messaged her first about how good her music taste is and about her major. Turns out we both live in the same cities so eventually we agreed to hang out. When the day came I didn’t think twice about hooking up that day. It was more of an “Okay I’m going to hang out with this girl, take her out to eat, spend more time with her, and then call it a day.”

First-time threesome (MMF, bi, wife)

I never thought I’d do this for my wife. She hadn’t been fully satisfied in bed and we’ve played around with the idea of an open marriage. It was just a wild fantasy that I allowed her to have and that she loved. I always teased her on how hot she looked when taking her out on a date, mentioning how with her cute outfit and her big ass, anyone would want to take her home and fuck her all night long. Teasing her like that always turned her on and made her wild in bed.

One day, I decided to call over an old friend of mine from school to come over. I wanted to surprise her so I just told her a friend was coming over for a couple of drinks. When Jonathan came over, they both got along really well. I could tell he was into her as he couldn’t stop staring at her tits when no one was looking and she was acting extra flirty.

After all of us had a few too many drinks for our own good, I decided to call both of them to the bedroom. We sat on the bed and I made sure that she was in the middle. I asked him to tell me how hot my wife is.

Maid to Order [FF, Fdom, NC, Humil] (part 3/3)

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I finally arrived home at five Sunday morning. I remained in bed the entire day. I awoke with a headache and full blown depression. I became dangerously close to gulping down an entire bottle of aspirin. Fortunately I was a coward.

Arriving at work Monday morning my worst fear was realized. Sitting in the middle of my desk was a basket filled with cleaning items. Leaning against the basket was a sign…”Tool kit for a Maid.”

So now the entire office staff knew. Surprisingly, they were only aware of my role as a maid, not the sex involved. I spent the day going out of my way to avoid everyone.

After work, I went straight to Marlene’s apartment. She hadn’t asked me to drop by…I was drawn there by an inner need I didn’t fully understand.

The apartment was immaculate. Someone had cleaned up after the party. I changed out her bedding and cleaned her bathroom. I was cooking her dinner when she arrived home.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked. “I didn’t order you to be here did I?”

Maid to Order [FF, Fdom, NC, Humil] (part 2/3)

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I didn’t talk to Marlene the remainder of the week. Just knowing she needed me for her upcoming party tempered my paranoia.

Saturday morning I showed up at her apartment early. I washed all of her dirty dishes and cleaned and straightened up the living room.

She was still asleep when I entered her bedroom. Being as quiet as possible, I tiptoed to the master bath to collect her dirty clothes. She was partially uncovered, her large natural breast fully exposed. I tried to look away…I couldn’t. They were awesome, like mine.

After collecting a handful of her panties, I tried to quietly slip back through the room. She heard me.

“Sandra, what are you doing in here?” she asked. “Oh, I see. You’re going to wash my panties. Come here a minute. I want to show you something.”

I approached her bed. She reached out, pulling a white pair of her thongs from my hand.

“See how soiled these are,” she said, holding the crotch up for me to see. “I cum in them last night…at least three or four times. They were soaked by the time I arrived home. Here, smell them…smell how nasty they are.”

Maid to Order [FF, Fdom, NC, Humil] (part 1/3)

She was tall and statuesque, her hair in a bun. I had met her type before, trying to appear strong and domineering by flexing their Executive muscle.

Management change was nothing new for me. I had watched new department heads come and go with regularity. I didn’t fear a new boss like the other employees did. The company needed me because I was their biggest producer. I made them money…lots of money. As long as I was one of their best sales people, I felt bullet proof, secure in my job.

When Marlene Nelson called me into her office for a cursory introduction, my haughty attitude was apparent. It initially had the desired effect…it clearly unnerved her.

It didn’t take long, however, for her to regain her composure. As she leaned back in her executive chair, I took notice of her physical attributes. It was obvious she was extremely attractive, hiding a voluptuous body under her conservative business suit. She was also relatively young for an Executive, early thirties I guessed. I sensed she wasn’t intimidated by me, not like the last two managers who sat at her desk.

Kate’s Afternoon Delight (part 2) (FF)

You are still quivering from your orgasm, breathless. You feel wanton and sexy in this woman’s company. Sara is staring at you and then leans in for another kiss. You realise she has her hand in her black lace knickers, using the fingers that have just been inside you on herself. She puts one hand behind your head, pulling you deep into her kiss, you snog noisily and passionately. You are aware her fingers moving quicker and quicker and her kiss gets more urgent with every stroke. She breaks off the kiss and bury’s her head into your neck, still holding onto you. You feel her hot breath and hear her rapid breathing and moans as she finger fucks herself. Her body tenses and she presses against you, crying out as she cums.

Sara let’s you go. You look at each other and giggle. She flops back onto the bed, takes a slug of wine and grabs the tv remote. “Let’s see if we have any porn on here”
You realise that you are sitting almost naked, with your skirt hitched round your waist. You cover your tits embarrassed, and tug your skirt down. You feel Sara’s eyes on you “Don’t!” She says, a command almost. “Take it off, and come in here” She pats the bed next to her. You slip out of your skirt, now totally naked in front of her, glad you trimmed your pubic hair this morning. You quickly slip into the bed next to her, pulling the sheet to cover your breasts.

Poker Night with daddy!

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Everything for tonight was planned perfectly. I had beers chilling in the fridge, table was set up downstairs, and my favorite classic rock station playing. I was giving one last rundown of my mental checklist when my phone buzzes. It was Miles. I picked up quickly and ask how far out he is. “Hey dude…. there’s been a change of plans. You know that when Shey and I remarried and that she has a step-daughter, right? Welll….. she’s in town this weekend staying with us and Shey forgot about poker tonight and planned something with her friends. So I’m stuck with my step-daughter.”

At this point, I was past caring, we already had a couple guys cancel, and Miles would be the 6th man. Game wouldn’t be much fun with any fewer. “Listen, bring her anyways. You know that I’ve got my daughter here, right? I remember your daughter from the wedding, she has to be like what… 15 now?” “18” Miles answered. “Just turned” “Oh perfect! My Kayla just turned 18. We can introduce them and they can….. I don’t know. Tic toc dance all night.” we both had a laugh.

Long Distance Changes Things [Part 3] [MF] [oral]

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