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Spring Break Ch. 8: Sun Late – HomeDirk was unsure what to expect when he returned home.Category: IncestTags: Creampie; Down blouse; Fantasy Pregnancy; Secret; Seduction; See-through; Stepmother; Stepson****Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction. The work may draw on actual historic events, but the actions of the characters within these events are purely fictitious. Where actual
This is a story of two young people in college having unprotected sex for their first time. The writing will emphasize more on the intimate moments.—Jacob and Bonnie met at a college party during their junior year. They both had just celebrated their 21st birthday at different times in the last few months.Jacob was tall
“You really are ready for me,” he said as he slid his hand down and felt the slick heat waiting for him.I cringed a little inside with embarrassment but also marvel at his confidence as he immediately began tugging my pants down over my hips and off, not even pausing to undo the button at
When I first started on POF I was a very naive and trusting soul. I had ideas that you would have to go months through many dates before it going anywhere physical. I had a belief that older ladies were mentally stable and made good life choices based on decades of experience.So if you are
Time is an uncertain concept to grasp. One day you’re happy and enjoying with your family in a happening neighborhood, the other day you have to pack your bags and move out to the outskirts.That’s exactly what happened with my family too. I was 22 when my dad lost his job and we had to
So, my stepmother Lizzie wants to get pregnant.She is in her early thirties and very fit and hot, and really wanted a kid with my father, but he’s in his late forties, and is not too keen about becoming a father again.So, Lizzie turned to me, as I was my father’s son, I could give
SISTER ACT PART 4The previous three chapters of this narrative have detailed the opening of my wife Betsy’s and my marriage. We had been fooling around with her sister Marie and husband Tom and with a neighbor, Laurie. Laurie’s husband Sid had not been involved yet (at least I thought so). To recap the scoring
Claire was bored and frustrated. She could only walk the garden so many times and divert herself with books and music for so long. She was a young woman and had recently tapped into the needs of her body and its potential for pleasure. The fact that she could see the stables where Pierre worked
“For fuck sake Samantha, if I have to come down there to show you how to do your FUCKING job again, you’re going to FUCKING lose it!! Is that understood?!” Her voice, despite coming from the red, kissable lips of a beautiful woman, salivated with venom as she slammed the phone of her desk phone.
A/N: some of my stories are inspired by true events…*She examines her captive hungrily: robust chest heaving with shallow breaths and shapely arms falling down and disappearing bound behind his back. She knows this, because she secured him to the chair herself. Only the finest metal handcuffs for her prey, as she anticipates this one
I was thirty-five years old and engaged to be married. This would probably be my last trip abroad as a ‘single’ guy. A last hurrah with one of the lads. Booze and birds in the sun. Getting away from the rainy, windy days back home.When Marc suggested we take a last-minute trip to the Mediterranean
The Tahl-Mat made a quick, imperious gesture with one hand, the soft jangle of the golden bracelets adorning her wrist sounding a compelling note through the long room. Slowly silence spread on both sides of the table as one of the gorgeously plumed ladies hovering behind the seated women rustled forward to help the old
This is Part 07 of an ongoing series, a collaboration between me and the real-life Penny. To provide background and context, you should probably read the earlier parts before this one.This part is a departure in that it is seen from the point of view of Zena, Penny’s 20-year-old niece.Part 07Zena:I was supposed to be
Mid-summer blues had Raefellow feeling a bit depressed as she clocked out of the office two hours early. Fretting illness, she had all intentions of collecting her 18 year-old son, Randy, and driving out on Long Island for dinner.Arriving home, entering the spacious apartment, she followed the sound of soft music to her son’s room.
**This is Fiction. None of it is real.**The Transformation StartsIt was in April when I was eighteen, the rains were falling, the flowers were blooming, and I began to transform. It was a subtle thing, but it had come on suddenly. The signs were there before then, and they were, shall we say, muted. I
“I’m going out for a while, Ray. Can I pick up anything for you?””No, babe.I have some chores. I’ll go out later. Anything that you want for dinner?””We still have most of the appetizers from the Chinese restaurant. That will work. I hate sex on a full stomach. I hate all the farting.””I hear you.
She stood outside the door and pulled the keys from her pocket with shaking hands. The clinking they made as they hit together made her grimace, though she was sure it couldn’t be heard from the other side of the door. She hesitated, and then taking a deep breath inserted the key into the lock
Watching Brad fuck Lisa from behind was a tremendous turn on. Brad is a good enough looking guy, tan from the waist up, pale as snow from the waist down. Lisa is made-up good looking, though I was beginning to think that she would be even prettier without all the makeup. I didn’t really dwell
“Is that a vibrator?” I lift my head for a better view.”Yes,” he switches on the vibrator and scoots between my legs.”It’s going to be a frustrating day for you,” I jerk when he places it on the hood of my clit. Slowly pleasure builds up. I greedily bend my knees and spread the legs
Author’s Note – Hello all! As usual the standard heads-up about incest, magic, and violence-related content apply, and a few light elements of non-consent as well. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Lastly, a big thanks to my readers for all the positive and constructive feedback. And now, on with the story!*Morgan