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BE: Breast Expansion

by Cyberweasel89 on Dec 20, 2020
Fetish

NOTICE: I have officially left this site. This story has been locked and will not be continued. This story is a public hub for members of CHYOA to post whatever breast expansion (BE) focused scenarios that they don't want to put in a stand-alone story and/or doesn't fit in another story! BE is a fetish that focuses on breast growth. The exact method and rat...

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The Descent Ch. 02

by fastfugue on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

When she reached Paris a week earlier Lena had been expecting to stay with an old friend from her college days. Together they had planned excursions to the list of galleries drawn up by her husband and promised each other when that was done they would enjoy the luxury of drinking chocolate together in the Luxembourg Gardens. But she had already boarded the t...

Alone

by EarthWind on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

She stands naked in front of the mirror, gazing at the reflection that bounces back at her. Her hair falls over her shoulders and dances across her breasts as she turns her head from side to side, trying to see herself out of the corners of her eyes. The tips of her hair tickle her chest and she rubs her breasts, hoping to be rid of the tingling feeling. Yet...

Megan Ch. 09

by djubre666 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 9 -- THE GYM It was barely noon on the first day of the weekend, and I was already scarcely standing on my feet thanks to the intensive lovemaking sessions with my new girlfriend. I was currently sitting on a couch watching her pull on her training clothes. Although too tired to move I couldn't help responding to the sight of Megan's 8'4" amazonia...

Evening in Bondage in NJ

by Polaroid on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

First, we would have a snack, something light to keep your strength up. A little wine. And then I would lead you into the bedroom. There, you would dutifully undress for me. I would put on some leather cuffs on your wrists and attach them to a hook over the headboard. I'd kiss you on the forehead and then softly on the lips. I'd stretch out your legs as far...

Bound and Pleasured at Lunch Ch. 02

by Gentleyetwildguy on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

(I apologize for the grammatical errors on the previous tale. I have submitted this in penance.) I watch as you dine with your friends. You glance at me once; perhaps you recognize me, perhaps not. My eyes roam over you, lovely in your soft white blouse, your blue skirt ending off at your thighs. You finish your dessert and call for the check. You bid your...

Ex-wife Ch. 03

by texasreb1369 on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

You move to the edge of the bed looking down at Robert's young hard body with a cock bigger than any you had ever had the pleasure of playing with. Your facial expression begins to move from smiling happiness to serious determination. You walk around the bed never taking your eyes off his cock as it throbs up and down with its rigidity. His eyes follow you a...

For My Master Ch. 02

by mlady_france on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Thanks again to rosezwild for her help in editing this story. If you like this you may like For My Master the first part to this story. And as always thanks to those who have inspired me to write again. Enjoy... ************************************ Cheshar stumbles out of bed and carries herself into the bathroom. She turns on the shower and lets the water...

Janet's Milk: The Next Generation

by bigwilliestyle on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Janet stood in the cool kitchen pouring herself a hot cup of coffee. She cupped her hands around the mug letting the warmth seep into her hands. She took a sip of the black coffee and let the bitter liquid slide along her tongue and down her gullet, suffusing her body with heat. As her body started to warm up, she felt a familiar tingle in her breasts. She l...

Bound and Pleasured at Lunch

by Gentleyetwildguy on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I watch you as you dine with your friend. You glance at me once; perhaps you recognize me, perhaps not. My heart races as my eyes roam over you, lovely in your soft white blouse, your blue skirt ending off at your thighs, your stockings glistening. You finish your dessert and call for the check. You bid your friend goodbye and she walks off. You make your wa...