June and her kidsA family that enjoys each otherIf you’ve read some of my other tales you know I don’t get into the graphic details. I like to think the mind is our biggest sex organ and letting you fill in the details adds to the tale. If you need it described blow by blow
GuiltUnable to reconcile Mandy being the focus of my lust, I decided to try and push that guilt to one side and deal with it some other time.My long-hidden lesbian feelings had resurfaced.The only person close I felt suitable to discuss this subject with was Mandy, so I called her.”I want to talk to you
This is my journal from Locktober 2023. It’s my first entry on this, or any, site and I hope it’s easy to read. I hope my future posts are closer to story-type posts, but this is just a series of entries from what I think was the most fun month of my adult life.Day 1:I
I rang the doorbell and waited. Perhaps half a minute elapsed before the door opened, and the woman stared at me sullenly. She was tall and very slim, almost skinny, apart from heavy breasts; her dark, shoulder-length hair was streaked with grey, and, apart from skimpy gauze panties that were practically transparent, a thin silver
Sally got out of work about 4 p.m. and walked back to her apartment, changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and headed out the door. She got her car out of the garage and took the interstate to the suburbs, where Tammie and Sam lived. The traffic was not bad for this
“We love you too.”The words replayed in Lisa’s mind over the next few days. She had just had one of the most intense sexual experiences of her life, and now the emotional aspects were beginning to take hold. As she sat at her desk at work that Monday, she was clearly lost in thought when
How it all started with our small neighbourhood group sex groupA racy Latina has moved into the flat next door. Kay and I are already lucky to check out her body on the day she moves in. She is wearing tight, very cropped and rather tattered daisy dukes as work trousers and a tight T-shirt
“Your mother saw my pussy.” Those were the words I said to my husband (Mark) after I had walked naked across the deck of his parents’ summer cabin. I had been in the hot tub when all of Mark’s relatives arrived. Mark was off fishing. I had dozed off in the tub only to be
I was cleaning out old files and found this story. It’s way early for a Christmas story but I decided to publish anyway.Chapter 1Adam Heller pulled off to the side of the driveway leading to his parents’ home. He noted the fresh coat of paint on the house. White gravel bordered the dirt drive. The
I can’t believe it is happening to me. My name is Daisy Daniels. I’m thirty-three years old, divorced three years, no children, one cat and a decent job. I live alone in a small house that I got in the divorce. Of course, I got the payments, too.It’s Friday evening and I’m looking forward to
————————————————-Note from the Author: This is my first attempt at telling a story from the perspective of the main female character. I hope it works. Please let me know in the comments. I love getting feedback on my stories.———————————————Ellen was sitting in the back of the taxi and was really looking forward to tonight. A
How I Became My Little Sister’s Bitch 06Thurs 26th of MayBex, wearing her maid outfit, primps in front of the mirror; it’s early, but the workouts and Alathia’s ridiculous standards are shaping her. Bex she can see some of the early results, with her dainty feet wrapped in six-inch, pink, pump heels. “God, I hate
Lost and FoundChapter 4 – Violence is ForeverDaniel woke up in his hotel room bed, bleary eyed, foggy brained, but well rested. As his head cleared Candy’s face formed in his mind’s eye. He pictured her smiling in her pretty, body hugging dress, invitingly extending her arms for a warm embrace. He thought back to
The three of us got a cab and on the way, Cheri called Kimmie and filled her in and invited her to join us at my house.Juan asked: “Is that the Kimmie that works for the agency?”Cheri told hm: “Yes, she is how we learned about Jake and Cyd’s business. Have you been with her
A fictional, incestuous tale of mother and son, of dangerous and sometimes impersonal, hot sex, and a sense of disbelief.I hope you enjoy. Your feedback helps my ideas form.####The Cold Light of The Morning AfterMy son being totally normal that morning had really fucked my mind, almost as much as the tingling in my crotch
Heres a chat I had on omegle. Also, my names is actually Sarah, I use Ashley on omegle and that I’m 17. ————————————————————————————————————————————- Stranger: hi You: hey asl Stranger: 23 male UK, you? You: 17 f uk Stranger: how’re you? You: good, you Stranger: i’m good Stranger: mind if ask what you look like? You:
I sat on the edge of the tub with the bottom part of my robe open. I carefully shaved around the edges of my thick bush trying to get a nice, neat triangle. It had been more than a week since the first time my eighteen-year-old son Jesse joined me during one of my X-rated
For the rest of the second semester Hannah was winning all of the team races. In fact owners from other schools would bring their teams to race against Hannah and her pony team. As a reward she would let the two ponies kiss and caress each other every night and promised that Cody would be
Bitch is my Mistress and niece. I am the uncle/slave called Cunt. Why Cunt? I don’t know. You’d have to ask Bitch. I’ve been her slave for 2 years now, and I don’t believe anyone could belong to a better Mistress.I’m not allowed to sleep with Bitch because I snore sometimes. Every morning I wake
My mom walked out on us early in my life. At six years old, with two younger brothers, I helped my dad raise me and my brothers. I learned cooking, cleaning, and ranch work early. We were close. We grew up tough, running a town of 15,000 people. When something happened in town, they came