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Thank you for reading my story, I hope so much that you enjoy. Mica xx Yorkshire EnglandI did not want to play the events of the weekend in my mind; I had sex with my dad. I don’t know how it happened or why. I fully participated, I was totally willing, but it absolutely is
All people having sexual activity in this story are all over eighteen years old. Over our meal, I couldn’t believe how relaxed mum and I were. We were both naked, which as the day went on was a comfortable thing to do. My only problem was with seeing mum naked was giving me a massive ten
Character names:Mom: SeemaSon: MalikDad: RashidTerminology:Kurta: A dress worn in India. It usually has a split at the hip on both sides and is put on by slipping through head. Kurta usually is worn with a matching pant which has elastic band or string at the waist instead of buttons or chains.The evening was uncomfortable. We
Author: Martin L. FletcherTitle: Something New for MaryAnnSummary: A woman has her first experience with anal.Keywords: M/F, anal, bdsm, cons, oralONEI was lying in bed reading with MaryAnn curled against my chest when she raised her head and began nibbling my ear.”Daaarliiinnng…””Hmmm?””I’ve been thinking…could we try it…in my ‘other’ hole?”I put my book down and
The next day I woke up as excited as I’ve been in awhile. With permission and instructions to go have fun with my new friend I headed back to the gym. I went straight to the locker room and waited to see if David would show up.I took off my clothes and draped a towel
Chapter 13 – TiffanyAfter our two-hour workout on the bed, we were tired, and napped. Tiffany’s small naked body was on top of me with her head nestled in beside mine on a pillow. She was as nice as Sarahor Rachel to cuddle with and occasionally cooed softly when asleep. I was pleased beyond measure.After
It’s raining. I am summoned to pick up Isabel Devine plus two at Whipple’s and transport them to Kroen Hall. I expect to be disappointed–how could she possibly live up to a name like Devine? But, I go anyway.And I’m not disappointed.They dash toward me. I reach back and open their door. A dark-haired girl
Robert and I weren’t officially dating. We just liked to make-out sometimes. And this night I had been making out with Robert for what seemed like hours.It was a cool spring evening. We had been hanging out at the ball field and started making out there, but decided to go back to his house. His
Hi, it’s Veronica back with another story.I’ve been married to my husband for five years now. We have a tease and denial relationship. I keep his cock locked in a chastity cage. Once a week, I teasingly masturbate him with my hand for two to three hours while he’s bound to the bed. Around once
My cousin Ashlee and I had grown up together, living on opposite sides of the same street. Our grandparents also lived a few blocks away. My grandfather had inherited a paper mill from his father, and the whole family had grown up in the area together, most of us working at the mill. We were
Author Note: I published this under ‘Lustydays’ a few years ago. Grammarly is better now at cleaning up my mistakes so I’m sending it again.+++The doorbell rang. Oh, my God! It was her brother Jimmy! He was finally here! She’d been thinking about him ever since her mom called two months ago. She remembered the
“That’s the last of it.”My daughter, Grace, was back from college for the Christmas holidays. She’d just taken her final suitcase in. I was happy to have her back. I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone, far too much time over the last few months had been with only myself.You can tell she’s my daughter
“How in the hell did I get myself into this shitty mess.” Ralph thought to himself.He was sitting in the midst of about thirty to thirty five people listing to a bald, fat guy talk about the duties of the neighborhood watch committee they were a part of. Over half were in their 60’s or
I am not sure why I too the pill. I suppose that it seemed like a good idea at the time, or rather, it didn’t, and I was done with good ideas. A full course load during my senior year of University was a good idea so that I would be ahead when I started
You’re wondering why my sister Emma is giving me this strange look over a drunken family meal? I’ll have to tell you all about it from the beginning.I’m Max, the 19-year-old bespectacled nerd in the family. My parents have always found me hard to pin down: I’m not stupid, but I’ve always done the bare
*****All events and characters are entirely fictional.**********All characters are eighteen years of age or older.*****Chapter 1:Walter and Abigail Preston had been discussing gift ideas for their son, Lucas, for several weeks now. They considered all the usual things that a young man might want for his eighteenth birthday. Were there any new gaming consoles being
I’d had the most unusual summer of my life. At 23, I came home to Seattle to attend grad school at the University of Washington. Once home, both of my 18-year-old twin sisters had propositioned me to be their first lover. After some hesitation, I obliged and ended up fucking each of them separately.Fall came
Meanwhile, on the women’s side of the camp, a similar scene was playing out. Only even less forgiving. Amy got caught touching herself again.The Reverend Mother woke all the women and ordered them to watch as she stripped Amy and strapped her down.”Please share with the group what I just caught you doing!” The Reverend
My name is Grace, and this is my story. I am writing this with the encouragement of, and under the care of, my therapist. Sharing it here is an element of my therapy. This is a generally happy story, but writing it has been emotional and cathartic, particularly the beginning. That was the goal of
My best friend’s name is Kimmie. She and I have known each other for more than 20 years, and I’ve secretly lusted after her since the first day we met. Circumstance never allowed us to be any closer than friends.We’re both Black, single and in our early 40s. Kimmie runs a Physical Therapy practice and