The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heart beat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and counter tunes of synthesizers split the air in a discordant symphony that sounded like sex. There was nothing else that came as close to sex as really good music and a crowd that moved in time with it. Like an orgy they gyrated on the dance floor, their lithe bodies entwining and almost melding into a huge fuck sc...

Stephanie went into the dressing room with several dresses. She chose the last dressing booth and closed the door behind her after checking to make sure the sales people didn’t follow her. She smiled when she got into the booth, knowing she was going to have fun. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror and turned profile so that her large breasts were shown nicely in profile in her tight T shirt and cutoff jeans.

Max sat in front of the monitor watching as she entered the dressing...

I slowly and deliberately stroked Emma's breasts. My hands were not gentle but not harsh. I applied enough pressure to get her great heaving tits ready for a milking. While this would not have been unusual for our play, it was different in that we were seated in a park on a picnic table in broad daylight.

Other people in the park drove by without seeing what I was doing. From the roadway they couldn't see her white tank top was soaking through already. That her big nipples were stiff and...

"Daddy?" She said with a slight edge of urgency to her voice.

"What is it baby girl?" I responded, looking back at her sitting at the picnic table. She was fidgeting and wiggling back and forth and looking around her with great urgency.

"Daddy!" She looked at me and raised her eyebrows like this was sposed to explain everything.

"What is it Baby?" I asked.

"I gotta go!" She said in a hushed whisper, even though we were alone wit...