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The road was just beyond the woods, the pub a hundred yards further on, and a few minutes later we were sitting at a table looking at the menu. “What do you fancy, Amy?” I queried.”I think… the gammon,” she judged.”And I’d like fish and chips,” Beth requested.I went to the bar to order —

Characters:I, Steve, 18 years oldMy Dad’s soon-to-be wife, Irene, 43 years oldIn the first part, Miss Irene had poor Steve jerk off in front of her as she played with her huge silicone tits. This was to teach him a lesson, nr 1 of many. Here we continue Miss Irene’s teachings.The series is about a

“I’m coming! Uhhh.”I was on top of Paul in our bed. His rock-hard cock buried deep inside my pussy in the last throws of pumping out his cum inside of me. My body was slowly relaxing from my second orgasm of the night. I looked to my left where Zoey had been only a few

Author’s note : Hey guys! This is my first story here and I’m excited to share it with you. If you liked the first chapter please leave a comment with your thoughts and suggestions. Constructive criticism is always welcomed, but please be kind and respectful.*All characters are over 18*It was 10 pm on a Friday

Music and laughter filled The Banshee’s Mule — our local pub. Dad belched as he returned with another round of tall, frothy ales. Our cosy corner was slightly shielded from the noise. It was good to have spent some time with the old man. I didn’t live that far away, but I seldom visited home

Everyone is 18+ A young man falls in love with both his sister and mother crossing a line.Crossing a Line.It was the last week of May 2015; we had our nineteenth birthday party lined up like we do every year for June seventh, just after the school year; our birthdays are four days apart. However

Jesse’s Story — Pt 02I woke in the morning to the feel of soft hands running over my back and ass. Slowly, lying on my side, I opened my eyes. Mother was lying beside me, facing me, my eyes looked into hers. She smiled and said, “Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?”.”Mmm,” I moaned.

My little sister, Joan, was kneeling over me, her hands on the bed, either side of my abdomen. She supported herself in an arch over my groin, terminating at the shapely vulva between her spread legs. She gazed intensely into my eyes. It was her turn.”If it’s pure practicality we’re talking about,” I said, “I

Her painted red nails slide further over my thigh, goosebumps rising as she gets closer and closer. She smirks as I hold my breath and rests her head on my shoulder in a move that might have otherwise been interpreted as familial affection. But after the last few days, we know it’s anything but platonic.

The biggest mistake I ever made was not listening to my mother when I was twenty years old and marrying Belinda. I guess that’s two mistakes. Belinda was so sexy but had clear ideas on how our marriage should work — ideas that left me with no say in the matter. She insisted I work

It had been a long stressful day. My mother, my Grandma and I had put my father to rest. Dad had been sick a long time but it was still very stressful for Mom. So it was understandable when I heard her crying at one AM in the morning. I stood out side her bedroom

Let me start by saying that I never intended to have sex with my mother.I was raised as a bit of a momma’s boy. I was always close to my mother, but never looked at her sexually, at first.I’m not sure when I finally noticed that my mother was an attractive person. We often went