Ch. 6: Mom, Dad, Joey and MeAfter our soul cleansing confessions in the jacuzzi, I was surprised that nothing had happened. It was Tuesday already and with the exception of masturbating myself, I was getting no action. I knew Tommy and Meagen were fucking and I heard Joe and Nancy on several occasions. I wondered
INT: DINING ROOM: AFTER MIDNIGHTDAD is sitting on the carpeted floor of the dining room with legs stretched out, slightly apart. He is still breathing somewhat heavily, his head and shoulders resting back against the wall where he collapsed after cumming in his daughter JESSICA’s mouth and then watching her as she carefully and thoughtfully
Continued from “Falling In, pt 2″Jackie and I spent the rest of he morning lazing around the school doing the stupid shit teen kids usually do at school before it starts. Walking the halls, joking, spending time with friends. Jackie stayed with me the entire morning, hanging with me and my friends. My friends treated
We’re enjoying a lazy afternoon, perhaps cuddling with some TV on in the background, or we’re leisurely making out in bed. We are barely clothed, finding ourselves in just our undergarments. Our hands roam over each other’s bodies, and my mouth starts to travel down Sir’s chin, down his neck, to his chest. Sir waits
He took my hand in his and pulled me towards his house.”You wanna play a couple games of b-ball? It’ll get your mind of that disaster of a birthday party.” He asked curiously after a moment.”Sure. I was hoping you’d say that.” I smiled. “I had to get out of the house. I can’t believe
AUTHOR’S NOTE AND A WARNING TO READERS: This story is about Zoey, 18, and her older brother Samuel, 21. It’s a story about incest, and of new discoveries. By now they have entered a loving relationship, but they still face many hardships. Before reading, PLEASE look at the tags and make sure you’re okay with
Chapter 175 – Quynh is warming up for her GangbangLast week, my muse Nguyet and I had taken two young blind women to the thermal springs, where the younger one had been eager to garner her first true sexual experience. Her friend, our petite masseuse Hanh, had been ovulating, but she also had discovered that
He sat at this same bar again, like he did last week. Same drink. Same look of defeat. He stayed at the same motel- different room this time. Oddly enough he recognized a few faces, especially the one that tried to fight him and the one who cost him forty bucks just to tell him