These stories are based on my fantasies.So in my first story I told you how I began a downward spiral fulfilling all of my darkest fantasies.I thought about what would be the most taboo thing that I could do and immediately Doyle my stepfather came to mind.I hated my stepfather I once hit him with

I was lying on a cold metal table, in Dr. Bloomfeld’s play medical room. Maria kept saying she wanted me to have a clit piercing, or a hood piercing. I wondered if that was what I was about to get?Just before I left to go back to school in Atlanta, Jason told me one evening

G O O D G I R L,B A B Y G I R L,C A M G I R L(a 100% fictional erotic story)Heather kept trying to relax her body, but it was just plain impossible.The best she could do was try to gingerly brace herself against the mattress, even as her entire body

Taking Mommy’s Place, Part 4All Characters are at least 18 years of age*****Daddy had just fucked me – again. It was wonderful. We had made love (and that’s exactly what it was!) enough by now that it didn’t cause me any pain, whatsoever, except for a slight soreness afterward. Yes, it was good; it was

All characters are voting-age products of the author’s imagination .We were horrified when we learned that Christy had had an accident. Just after the Spring break, she had gone dirt biking with her boyfriend, Scott and he had lost control of the bike, causing it to topple on Christy. Although Christy survived with a head

Ethan folded his arms and smiled indulgently at the girls who were straightening out their skimpy clothes. The opportunity to guide the young teens of today in their sexual submission was an honour and a joy. Ethan treasured the afternoons that he spent railing throats, drilling cunts and pounding asses at the community centre.He let

Another dream I have is to be with my dad in a hotel room. Heres how that one goes: My mom went to visit her sister who lives about 3 hours from their house and was spending the night, so dad is free. My husband is a firefighter and he’s on the overnight shift and

Carefully, Fiona reached behind her to the edge where the wooden decking met the side of the hot tub which she was relaxing in.With her fingertips still wet, she scooped her glass into her right hand and took a healthy sip of her white wine before safely returning the drink to its place behind her.

I look at Kayla and nod, “that sounds like a good idea.”I finally put the truck in drive and pulled back out onto the road heading back towards the highway. Though I have to concentrate on the road my eyes dart between Kayla to my right, up into my rearview, though I can’t exactly see

So as I said in my previous stories, my mom and I were very close and were lovers for several years from my high school thru college years. (Please read Mom and I are Really Close — 2 parts). During that time she divorced my dad (he was a real ass) and met and got