Although my mother was just 27 years old at the time of my father’s death, I can’t recall her having dated. I believe that her decision not to date was based upon a combination of her feelings of responsibility to provide a moral and stable lifestyle, as well as her not wanting to diminish the

There is very little incest in this chapter because…well, just because, really.I don’t know who Josh is, or where he came from or whether he will be involved much more beyond this chapter. All I know is that he came to me one day and demanded that his story be told. So here it is.This

Dianne stepped into the bath, mmmmm, the hot water surrounded her as she sat down slowly, and she smiled as her big 40-inch chest bobbed just above the waterline. She settled down, letting out a soft purr. She was nicely butt plugged, her red jeweled beauty stuffed up between the cheeks. She let it nestle

I had just finished my morning jog. It was Friday morning at 4:45 AM as I shut the garage door and started removing my sweat laden clothes. Even though it was early March, I was able to generate a lot of perspiration after running seven miles. I like t o run early in the morning

We had been driving all day and we were all beat. This was the third place that we had stopped in our search for a room and I think that it is safe to say that we had lucked out. We got a large kitchenette with three beds in an older motel for a really

A couple weeks later my daughter asked me to come over and “fix” something again. My wife asked, “can’t her husband do anything?” I explained he’s not really a handy guy and he also works a lot of hours, she agreed and off I went. When I got to her house she told me we

I went back to my own bed, but I couldn’t sleep. I waited until mum woke at about noon and braced myself for the telling off, of my life. However, when she came into the kitchen where I was waiting, she greeted me with a big smile wished me good morning and proceeded to make

My son always had an amazing ability to get the best girls. As early as the eighth grade, when he barely had peach-fuzz on his face, he snagged the girl with the earliest physical development. She could easily have dated high schoolers, but Sam somehow won her over.His remarkable talent continued through his high school

“I am sick and tired of being treated like some little girl,” Dawn complained, stamping her 18-year-old foot in frustration. “Why can’t I go out and stay until midnight like David?” she asked. “He’s only 19.””Honey, I know you’re impatient to grow up and do all the things that go along with that,” Sara, her

Note: All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age.Pulling up to my high school, my mom puts the car in park. I unbuckle my seatbelt and steal a quick glance at her cleavage before looking up at her smiling face. We lean towards each other and exchange pecks on the cheek. Mine, as

Florence knew she shouldn’t be doing it, at least she was fairly sure she shouldn’t. She couldn’t quite be sure that the parcel was addressed to her the name was slightly obscured by a smear of ink, it could have been for either of her sisters, Maxine and Beatrix. Opening the parcel Florence screamed.”Wow, where’s

I sat there stunned. Starring at the frozen screen. My niece, cradled in my mom’s arms.I looked down at the mess my orgasm had caused.”FUCK”! This time it was an expression of irritation, not shock.I stood up, still holding my deflating dick in my hand. I reached down pulling my jeans and underwear just above

Weekends with my Aunt Cathy and Uncle Wayne were fast becoming the highlight of my college years. I was becoming very addicted to the sex I was experiencing at their home. I found myself increasingly eager for the week to be over so I could stay with them.Sometimes I would be thinking of them and

All characters are over eighteen years old.DELIVERYThe rain outside had been falling all that day. It was a misty, free-falling type that seemed more annoying than useful. The sun only broke through the clouds for seconds at a time. Catherine’s plans for home and yard cleaning while her husband was at work were put on

She was dressed and ready to enjoy her family when they returned. He was on the beach watching the sun sink on the western horizon after a couple of bumps on a bowl. It kept him ‘chill’ as the younger folks might say, plus it dulled the aches and pains he’d collected over the years.

A quick note: My stories aren’t for everyone. If you don’t like very petite women with really huge breasts, mother-son incest (or the use of the word “mommy” in a sexual context), totally unrealistic scenarios, they might not be for you. If you like those things, great! Vote and leave a comment if you want.

Chapter FourJonas looked at his bedside clock. 12:13 A.M.Damn, just clear your mind…try to think of nothing,he told himself. But he couldn’t stop the events of the evening from randomly welling up.Nikki coming on to him — Nikki’s leg and bottom — Nikki admitting to group sex, swinging like he was interested in doing —

All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!Dragon’s Blood Chapter 1″Hey… young man … ack… ack… I have here the last bottle…” The old, feeble peddler broke into a fit of coughing. I stopped on the weedy side of the road and waited for him to finish his pitch. He was

All characters in the story are above the age of eighteen.It was a Sunday afternoon and I was hoping for a couple of quiet hours in the backyard. On that happy spot you are protected both from the noisiness of the street and the nosiness of the neighbors. I folded out my resting chair, one

I was bored one Saturday evening, so I thought I’d go onto a swing site I belong to and see who’s on. I’ve met lots of great people there, but no one lately and had the urge for someone new. Sometimes it’s harder for guys to get much attention. I know it’s a place to