Hi. This is part 5 of my story. This is a true story about what happened between me and my brother last summer and what continued to happen later. PLEASE NOTE: Since English is not my native language, there might be some spelling or grammar errors in texts. I’m making sure to correct as much
‘James, your tea is ready,’ my stepmother called out. Some might say my living arrangement was strange, but I was just grateful that my stepfamily let me live with them after everything I’d been through. My Mom abandoned me and my Dad when I was a baby, and I never even knew her apart from
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The next part in the being owned series…. enjoy reading and feel free to post comments or contact me I awoke with a start. The sheets, drenched with my sweat clung to my body. Without turning on the light I got up, looked out of the window. Outside it was still dark, but dawn must
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We moved into auntie’s place, who is desperate for sexual relief, she being single. Dad discovers me dressed in auntie’s clothes and makes me fuck the neighbor and more. I am still in college and have friends who think outside the box. Once I started to visit her drawers on a regular basis, I had
Turning my whiteboi into a gangbang slut There is no such thing as the perfect submissive. There’s no such thing as a perfect Domme for that matter either. There is, however, a symbiosis, a precious and delicate balance, an equilibrium that can only be achieved between Domme and sub, involving owner and pet that transcends
my wife rides another guys cock by 1960sguy True Story Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: N/A Posted Fri 28th of December 2012 first time sharing my wife Well, we finally pulled it off! We checked into our hotel and went straight to the bar. It was actually pretty early. Happy hour. A guy
Kate had been waiting all summer to be out from under the thumb of her over controlling father. She was going to spend time with her extended family on the east coast. She’d be staying with her uncle from her father’s side and his family. Finally, she had a week of freedom. A week to
My day started fighting bumper-to-bumper traffic on the Connecticut Turnpike as me and my wife Carol drove to New York City. Taking a quick break from the driving, we kissed passioniately in the parking lot of a highway rest stop. When I slipped my hand into her pants, Carol stated, “Maybe later Keith. I just
I am in my late 50’s now bit knew very early on that I LOVED MEN. So this is not under-aged but a true memory of what I knew and wanted so long ago. As always I must preface this story by stating that I am now in my 50s, but my realization that I
Will lives alone with his recently adopted dog Baxter. After a day of work, he lets his horny dog have his way with his body, enjoying every second of it, and gets curious about how to properly get fucked by a dog. “You know, you should consider castrating him.” I laughed nervously. “I won’t take
The ConventionJust a couple of years out of college, Karen worked for an Advertising firm in Raleigh. It was a smaller tightknit group and most everyone there had a great working relationship. Karen was to attend sales convention for clients and a couple of colleagues that normally work in graphic design were going to attend
“Are you having fun, girls?” Daddy said as he walked in as Mommy and I were making out. We looked up at him and giggled, as he sat in an armchair on the front of the bed.”Keep going. Daddy wants to watch you,” he added. Mommy kept kissing me slowly, with her hands exploring my
Introduction – part 3 This is the 3rd part …sequel to part 2. If you read this and have not read the first 2 parts, I suggest you read them in sequence …unless you’re just after the sex scenes …but for those who follow the story …keep reading. Previously …… Friday, morning we were up
Hi, this is part 3 of my story about my brother’s and mine love. Enjoy. …After the breakfast… We were playing games and went swimming. And when we got out my mom asked: “Hey, Aky. Could you, please, go to a supermarket and get me some stuff, thank you.” And she and gave me the
(Note: All of the characters in this story are fictional, bearing no resemblance to anyone living or dead, and they are all at least 18 years of age. Also note: This story contains graphic descriptions of incest.)It took several weeks for Nancy Kittridge to succumb. She’d personally witnessed her brother and his girlfriend fornicating orally
Walking inside the club I felt fabulous and sexy, you can never go wrong with a little black dress and stilettos. This particular dress accentuated my petite but perfectly round breasts and plump ass. Walking in all eyes were on me and I was loving the attention. I was meeting a good friend of mine
“Are you going to the mixer?” Mark, freshly showered, fixed his hair in the mirror. Mark was my roommate, the best friend I’d made in my frosh year. He was probably the only person I could stand living with. Mark said I was antisocial. Personally, I thought I was just choosy. One person was always
The following is a spin on the most infamous incest tale of all. I would love feedback, and I hope you enjoy it.Jocasta’s Stone”The curse was a foul punishment dispensed by the Gods in lieu of fate. And though it cost the King his life, none ultimately suffered more than Her Majesty.”The fall of Thebes