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I woke that next morning (see ‘Sister’s Been Bad’ for Part 1), anticipating some real excitement. We were lying on our sides, facing and holding onto one another. Sharon was stroking my morning erection. My hands were exploring her warm, soft, smooth body–especially those thighs. My emotions were strong– I was in love with her.
I’ve been recalling some of my memories about how I got into the cuckold lifestyle, they mostly started through my mother and our domineering incest relationship.So let me tell you a bit about her and how she rocked my world.She’s about 5’5 and weighs about 60kg, she’s got a nice toned and voluptuous shape to
I drove past the charred remains of the house down the road from where I grew up, the result of a fire in the modest dwelling that had been vacant since the passing of the last owner a few years back, and I felt the same mixture of sadness and sweet memories I had experienced
Waking up, Sheila Hart didn’t need to glance at the alarm clock to know it was too early for her to get up. However, her bladder insisted, and the twenty-one year old sighed. Rolling out of the nice warm bed, she quietly padding to the bathroom, completely unconcerned that she was naked.After relieving herself, she
“Are you ready for another beer?” I asked Nick, as I climbed out of the pool. He had spent the night in Ava’s room, and was now laying on a lounge chair relaxing.”Yeah thanks, I was just sitting here thinking how lucky I was to meet your sister,” he chuckled as he took the offered
I turned my riding mower and my heart raced a little. Trish, my drop dead gorgeous neighbor, was just going in our back door. She gave me a smile, a little wiggle of her fingers, and a provocative wiggle of her hips. Her shorts looked painted on, and her full breasts threatened to overflow the
After so many years in the bachelor scene, I had almost given up on finding that one special women. Most of the women that I met were either shallow, or looking for the guy that would support them for the rest of their lives. I didn’t want anything like that. I wanted a woman who
PART 1Main characters.I, Steve, 20Sarah, my 19-year-old girlfriendNikki, My 28-year-old sister.In this story, we will meet Steve (again) and his desire to fuck his sister, Nikki.I know I’ve written similar stories before, but this series is completely separate from the other ones.In the first part, I (Steve) go shopping with my sister, a Valentine present
Jason kept his eyes closed as he lay on the bed, enjoying the afterglow from fucking Brooke, before he opened them to see that Marnie hadn’t moved. She had been staring at his wet and now flaccid cock, but looked at him as he stirred. He smiled weakly at her and she smiled back.He rose
As I settled into the black leather seats of your Nissan, I began pulling at the hem of my lilac skirt. I’m not used to wearing such skimpy clothes, but my usual jeans are just not appropriate for tennis. We made small talk on the way. I was barely listening because I was staring at
The shrill alert of Jacquelyn’s alarm sliced through the still morning air at exactly 7:30am. She stirred from her sleep, eyelids heavy and body wrapped between two warm, male bodies. In front of her, the young freshman, Travis, had his face buried in the ample valley of her breasts. His breath was hot and rhythmic
Scarlet had begun to lose a sense of time as she remained in the darkness. Her first days started out rough, being flogged regularly for not interpreting her Mistress’ commands correctly, or for taking too much initiative. “Servants need to earn the right to take initiative”, she had been told. And so she tried to
-Thanks to everyone who have read my first submissions, sorry for the non-sexual, will be well on it’s way! Storydwarf 🙂 -Colin woke up the next morning to a massively unfamiliar sight. Martin was stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the two of them.”What the hell are you doing?” Colin asked, scaring the living
Sandi blushed and felt her eyes well up when she caught her father staring at her enormous tits. It was like she had a pair of small pumpkins waggling under her scant top. Since they were cleaning unwanted junk out of the attic of Frank’s house — the same house where Sandi had spent her
-Where the fuck have you been?-Flying baby, what? I…I laugh, a little uncertainly, but Sarah’s not kidding. She’s in full tiny-tornado mode. Pissed off and scared, I see now. Starts poking me in the chest.-You said eight or nine and-Sarah, listen…-No! Jim! You didn’t call me and you…-Sarah…-Why didn’t you just call? I was-Sarah, it’s
After an hour of drinking and schmoozing with my three girlfriends I’m horny and looking for a hook-up. I’ve dressed in a way that usually works–tight toreador pants, high heels, and a nylon, snug button-up top that accents my perky tits, especially when I leave top three buttons undone. I think it’s “sexy-classy”, but my
The night after everything had happened between Michael and Leeann, Michael found himself lying awake anticipating the events that would take place the next day. He knew that he had gone to far with Leeann, but he had waited so long and he couldn’t contain himself any longer. He had to remind himself that she’s
The by now unreal feelings centering on my ass were taking me to levels of pleasure that I had never felt and one that I had no desire to leave. I had stopped letting my mouth get filled and focused all of my attention on the sensations in and around my ass.The crowd had thinned
Author’s Note: This is the final chapter of The Confessor story, though I may revisit the main character Edward in the future.Chapter 4: The WifeGina made the call to her late lover’s wife Felicity. It was an awkward call, but with the rest of us there to support her, she arranged a meeting. We would
Having spent the last two weeks since leaving college in Ohio slowly realizing that my options are severely limited. I hadn’t been able to accomplish any of the wonderful things I had planned on just three weeks before, when this unbelievable desire to return to Shelbyville jumped up and began a life of it’s own.Shelbyville