1. My First Fetish


    Date: 5/3/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Lactation, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Author: oldsteve, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    feeling disgusted with myself, but offsetting that was the sheer exhilaration I felt at the depravity of my actions and my desires. What a rush! I put them all into the washing machine, along with yesterday`s set of my wife`s; I knew all the sizes and to whom they belonged. The gentle cycle began, and when they had turned in the tumbler a few times, I lifted the lid and let them all soak, intending to put it back down and complete the washing after my wife came home and went to sleep. A beer, cigarette, lounging in my chair watching Rugby on TV…another hour and my wife came in the door: 11.30p.m. “Oh, you not sleep, husband?” “I had a good rest today, not quite tired enough for sleep yet” I replied, lying blatantly: I was totally worn out and in need of sleep! She looked at me for a few moments; “Tu seems to have taken a liking to you; she asked me to share her with you – I wasn`t sure how to answer, and I was sad how we have grown apart…” She looked serious and almost on the verge of tears. I jumped up from my chair and offered my arms for a hug: something we hadn`t done in a long time. Coming into them, her nice, remembered breasts pressed into me, and my cock reacted involuntarily and naturally: it jumped, and hit against the crotch of the pants she had on today. “Perhaps we haven`t lost everything, my wife….” And I gave her an opening to invite me upstairs to share her bed…. She kissed my cheek, a chaste touch of lips to mine, and she went upstairs to shower and go to ...
    bed, to sleep: alone. Part 4 She sneaked out quietly in the morning; I heard the gate unlocked, then closed, and I went back to sleep. It had been the right decision to not hang out the underwear last night, intending to be up and have removed them before my wife came down to go to work: what would she have thought seeing them all out on the drying rack! Now, awake, the first thing I did was go upstairs to find my wife`s discarded washing and add a new set of hers from yesterday to the wash, and close the lid. Showered, teeth done, café drunk, BBC News watched, 2 cigarettes smoked…I hung out the washing, shrugging my shoulders if neighbours saw and wondered what they were all doing in my house. Part 5 – Epilogue As I held up the final bras to hang – a black set of Nareta`s – a neighbor from up my soi came past, holding her newborn in her arms. She paused in the soi, outside my gate, and I turned as she laughed. “Your wife must be a very large size, Khun Steve; though, perhaps, you have several wives of different sizes” and she appeared to follow the line of bras, noting the smaller of Mong`s, my wife`s, Tu`s, Mong`s Mother`s, and, lastly Nareta`s unmistakably large ones. “Just helping out friends, ah, and my wife`s, nong…sorry, I know you, but not your name” and she came closer to the gate, the baby beginning a wail as she cuddled him/her to her breast. “She needs milk, and I am Pong, Khun Steve; would you mind if I sat inside for a minute and had some water, and fed her?” I ...
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