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Lee awoke with Sandy draped over him. Her head on his chest and her right arm wrapped around him. His right hand was laying on the cheeks of her ass, making him remember last night, her offering her ass to him. He was smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. So much had happened in the
(Sorry this one took so long. It was taking forever to pend, and then I decided it was too short so I canceled it and added the next part to it.)I didn’t know Mom’s reaction to the video and didn’t want to know.On Mother’s Day, my twin brother and I filmed ourselves having sex and
When Polly started to study Architecture in Massachusetts, she moved to her daddy’s house. Her routine became hard. Not as easy as when she lived with her mother in Miami. Her father was often stressed out and he would never give her a ride to the university. She had to use ride-hailing services or walk
Sophie Gilbert had great expectations when she led her father, Keith, by the hand back into the family home. She had planned the whole fantasy out in the car. They were going to sneak in and up the stairs towards the master bedroom, where they would find her brother Jason on the bed with his
My first attempt here, so plz be kind 😉 I was 18 when it happened…just the one time, but the memory of it will stay with me a lifetime… My mother was, and is, what you would call a functioning alcoholic. On most days, she would be fine, taking care of my brother and me
Obsession with granny and old ladies pt.5[The beginning of a long night of passion, starts with a great dinner.]We arrive at a very up market Italian restaurant right on the seafront and are shown to a nice table by a window with a great view overlooking the promenade and beach. There are lots of people
This is a fictional story. All the characters are fictional and strictly above 19. I prefer stories with a plot that gets us involved in the story, leading to sex, rather than stories with just wild sex.My stories are a bit lengthy and usually have everything like gay sex, lesbianism, threesomes, group sex, and mainly
We sipped our beers awhile, and then as if by some silent agreement, we both reached down at the same time to skin off our Calvins.When I saw the familiar size and thrust of my big pink-headed dong, I felt blood once again flush my cheeks. No one on earth–let alone Uncle Tom—had ever seen
Throbbing greets her as sentience returns. She’s confused by the soreness of her body and the pounding in her head.Then she remembers.Oh God.Roy.Roy’s cock.Roy’s glorious, undeniably amazing and incredibly satisfying, cock.Bridget glances around her bedroom, unable to explain how she got there. She has no memory beyond multiple orgasms crashing into her and obliterating her
I arose the next morning and kissed my sweet wife before getting up to get ready for work, and she woke up and looked me right in the eyes.”I love you, ” she said, quietly.”I love you, too, honey.” I replied dutifully.”You showered yet?” she asked.”No, I was about to go in there.””Oh, ok. Hold
CHAPTER SEVEN – A GENTLE SOUL INDEEDThe next day, per her usual routine, Jane woke up early and was a bit randy. She wanted to go to her son first thing, but she ended up finding him in bed with his sister. They were both clothed, which told her that Mary was asleep when her
You’ve been coming over to the house for three weeks to cut the grass, always when I have been out shopping or away on other adventures. I had the misfortune every tine to miss you by just a few minutes, until last week.The Jeep my son had bought you was sitting in the drive way
-Rather short one this time, no sex, but awkward situation for our hero. More to come-While my store manager Rachel motivated me to lose weight and get into shape (see first chapter), I can’t really claim that I did it all on my own. If it wasn’t for mom noticing my sudden zealot like fanaticism
A Family that Lays Together…ONEImelda Dickinson loved her family. Her only regret was that she had been able to have just the one child – a son, Josh by name. She was delighted that he had found a nice girl to marry, even though that meant him leaving the nest. The good news was that
“Sit down,” I said to my daughter and her boyfriend, “let’s chat.”Anne, my 35-year-old adopted daughter, sat down in one of my armchairs, while Michael, her 28-year-old boyfriend, sat on the couch. I sat in my recliner. “Dad, be nice please,” Anne said.”I’m not going to be intentionally mean or rude. How nice I am
Author’s Note: A Christmas story only a month and half late! Huzzah! All characters over eighteen.****I took a deep breath before stepping back into the home I’d grown up in. There was such a mix of memories and feelings associated with it that it remained somewhat daunting every time I returned. Mostly the associations were
Night BirdsThe story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are all fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products are intended nor should be inferred.Looking across the table, I could see how my mother had been voted one of the most beautiful actresses in the world. Even
This is a real story. This happened to me some years ago when the COVID-19 pandemic struck the world. I was in college at that moment, March 2020. I studied in a small liberal arts college in Indiana, far from home. I had lived all my life in California, but my parents wanted me to
“Well fuck you too!” Grant Jenkins cursed as he slammed down the receiver. That was the second time in the week he had been bluntly told he was ‘too old’ when he had made enquiries about a new job and his eyes drifted desolately around the cubicle sized area that was his office. How the
It’s only the second time. The second time we’ve gone out. The second time we’ve met. I keep trying to rationalize it…This is sub frenzy. This is infatuation. For you. For me. You’ll get bored with me, or realize that I’m really not all that terribly awesome or special. This is part of my grief