Chapter One – The Beginning
After 3 years together and 12 months in the planning, our wedding day was picture perfect. Set in the grounds of her family home with Lake George shimmering like glass in the summer sunshine. The photographer said she had never attended such a perfect setting.
The party lasted well in to the night until we both collapsed, exhausted in a heap. We cemented our new marriage in the traditional way before finishing the last of our champagne and falling asleep in each other’s arms. We were jetting off on our honeymoon to Thailand in the morning, somewhere both Jenny and I had always dreamt of visiting. We were happy and excited with our whole lives ahead of us.
Jenny and I had always wanted children. It was largely the focus of our discussions on the flight
My name is David and I was her only son , and 23 years old with a 55 year old natural birth mother Sue . I am blond blue eyed , tall skinny 135 pounds , and have a large 8 inch cock . My mom is short 5'5" and 150 with big sagging breasts 44D. My mom has been recently widowed due to my dad's alcohol abuse going on for 5 years now , and I am trying to keep my mom happy , taking her to movies , museums , camping . But nothing seemed to work . Something that I didn't notice before was that my mom has always been a free spirit , sort of a hippy type , sun dresses , no bra , or panties . So when the sun hits her , you can see the silhouette of her hairy underarms and pussy . I have always loved my mom , but during this time in my youth I am finding less and less attraction with girls my own ag
TRIGGER WARNING. SEXUAL VIOLENCE. FORCED SITUATION.
Names have been changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent
His hand was over my mouth, pushing down hard, as I struggled to get free. His other hand grabbing the neck of my tank top and pulling it down hard. The sound of my strap snapping was so loud it rang in my ears. I kicked and tried to hit him with my fists. Sometimes I made contact with his body but it didn’t have any affect. I heard the loud ripping of more fabric as the neckline gave way and exposed a good portion of my bra. His hand pushed a little too hard down and I was able to get a little bit of meat between my teeth. He screamed “FUCK” and removed his hand but before I could scream, I felt strong pressure against the side of my face as my head whipped violent
Hello there! I'm Andreea, from Bucharest, 19 years old girl. I just finished high school and my parents are poor, no money for college so I will try to find a job, I need money for my rent, clothes, food. I was living in a small village near Bucharest, an old house. There is now my family because I rent a studio in Bucharest and now I live here. It s a small studio but enough for me, I'm alone, no BF no husband, I'm too young for my husband, and I left my BF one year ago because he is too young at 20 years old and has no money. I'm poor, I need a rich guy, not a poor guy! About me? I'm a skinny teen, nice natural tits, and hot ass. All people tell me I'm a very sexy girl. Today I will look on the internet to find a job, I really need money. It s very hard to find a job here because I'm a
Note for the readers, this is a true story. I’m sharing it because obviously I can’t talk to other people about it and it’s not only good memories, but it’s a fascinating look into a real sister brother relationship.
When I was 9 and my brother was 11, we had a normal brother sister relationship. We’d play and argue and just be goofy. We’d get into trouble because we were just goofy kids. Our relationship had changed early spring of 1987. We were in our parents room because they weren’t home and we were going under their bed to find stuff that was left under there. Usually it was change or a dollar bill or two. This time, we found a dirty magazine. Naturally my brother was the one to open it up and start flipping through the pages. We were looking at the naked girls and the dirty car
I love my brother, though our relationship is strange, compared to other people.
My boyfriend hates when the three of us hang out because he says it’s like my brother and I are in a relationship and he’s the third wheel. We’ll cuddle and hold hands. It’s never been sexual, well not really, until something in my mind shifted and I struggle to know how to deal with it.
My brother and I grew up in the foster care system. He’s 2 years younger than me and I’ve very much been his protector, at least in the early years. We were all we had. I would spend every moment I could with him. He was never the “bratty younger brother” or someone that I was embarrassed to be seen with. We both needed that feeling of being loved and we gave it to each other the best that we could. I told him everything,
I sat there in utter shock. Wren, my unassuming friend, had just made blow the load of the century into my pants during a work meeting. And worst of it, I let her do it. I couldn't stop her. I had to do something, I couldn't let the cum soak in since I still had a whole day of work to do and the presentation looked like it still had a ways to go.
I quietly got up from my seat and made my way to the exit. Hopefully the dark spot the size of Texas was not visible in the low light. Once clear, I power-walked to the nearest bathroom. I looked around to come up with some sort of a plan. I had a brief flashback to the 1st grade. I suppose it was a similar situation, but that time I pee'd my pants. I still ended up in the bathroom worried about what to do. Fortunately for me time
I met her when she was 17. She was a referral from a friend, his neighbors daughter.
She came to the apartment where my girlfriend and I lived to babysit. Being divorced, I had partial custody of my twins, they were 7.
Call it twisted, perverted, whatever you like, but I can still remember walking up the stairs behind her. Her scent was like flowers and her ass was absolutely perfect. She was cute as could be, literally the girl next door. She was in cheer at Highschool and had a tight body.
She babysat for my kids until they were old enough to be left alone. Then again after my second wife gave me two children. Fast forward 9 years and my wife and I asked her to be our nanny to our five and 6 year olds. At 25, she was having trouble finding work as a teacher. So she agreed to ta
As soon as i realised what i was hearing, all the blood in my body rushed into my cock. I was overcome with adrenaline, heart pounding. It was 8am on a sunday morning, the sun shining through the gap in my curtains.
I closed my eyes and began to stroke my shaft. sounds of the female body crept into my room from next door, the gentle moans, gasps - my cock was the hardest it has ever been.
Next door my older sister was riding her dildo - her thick ass pounding up and down, stretching her puffy pussy open, slime oozing out, clenching at her large bouncing breasts.
I imagined her body as i stroked my cock in euphoria - what was she thinking about? does she want me to hear? she began to moan as she reached the egde of her orgasm - i was about to find out my big sister soaks herself w
In which childhood friends turn into first girlfriends and one of has a particular fetish.
It was in the summer before we started freshman year of high school. My best friend Grace and I had been inseparable since first grade when she shared her extra juice box with me on the first day of school. We would spend our Seattle summers with our pinkie fingers linked walking down to the corner store to get popsicles. At night we had a standing sleepover date that would alternate between her house one week and mine the next. At night we’d giggle under the covers of our sleeping bags and tell each other made up stories that sometimes made me laugh so hard I cried. Grace was a few months older than me and had shoulder length blond hair that she would tuck behind her ears. Her large blue e
It was nearly 10 when the car pulled up in front of the Vickerson building, stopping only momentarily for a leggy redhead to climb out of the back seat before the car sped off to pick up its next fair. Paisley stood on the sidewalk, checking her reflection in the window before entering the vestibule. Marty, a portly older gentleman clad in a blue security uniform sat behind the large black desk. He gave her a slight nod as she passed.
She pushed the button, pausing momentarily to check the seams on her stockings to make sure they were perfectly straight. The man behind the desk had his eyed glued to one of the many monitors, watching her from the safety of his seat as she ran her hand along her shapely leg. The ding of the elevator rang through the quietness.
She pressed the button
[Not originally mine, I saved a copy of the 3-part thread from 15 years ago and copied together.]
My brother and dad had been gone from the hotel room for half an hour. They wanted to go swimming at the hotel pool for a few hours. It was only about 7:30 and the pool wouldn't close until 11:30. They intended to stay as long as they could. My mother and I grew bored as I flipped through the channels.
"Turn it off, Sam. There's no use. Nothing's on but news and soaps."
"Well, then what are we gonna do for 3 and a half hours?"
"I don't know, you could always join your father and brother."
"Nah," I said, "I told you, I'm way too whiped out." We had been walking all day around town.
"Well what do you want to do, then? Check and see what's in those drawers."
I opened
Ive always been attracted to my female cousin. We can call her Betty. Betty is a few years older than I and ever since I could remember I always liked her and vice versa. We grew up in different parts of the country but when we would get to see each other we naturally always clicked and enjoyed our time together. I guess it all took tuition around the time I was 8 and Betty was 12. It was a summer break and the adults had went out and she was tasked with watching me. I remember us tickling each other and when I pinched her butt she got really mad and smacked me really hard that the mark it left she had to explain away somehow. Well she did a good job but because whatever the reason she gave was she was tasked with watching me for the rest of the summer as some sort of punishment which bro
Hi everyone, this is my very first attempt ever writing a story and I hope it’s not too bad and difficult to read. I’ve always been in awe of the quality of the stories on this website and hope one day to achieve the same standards. The story sadly is total fiction although who knows, one day. This is a fantasy I have had for a long time now and features my 50 year old old full bodied wife and her younger 40 year old brother. My wife has filled out quite a lot over the last 25+ years and he’s now quite chubby and fat in all the best areas of her body. I often take photographs of her naked and have started stitching her brothers photograph next to her naked as I fantasise about him seeing her stood like this in front of him. I love the thought of her being submissive to him with him fuckin
Frank stepped into the bedroom to find Paisley with a towel wrapped around her body, staring into the closet. He chuckled to himself and pulled a pair of jeans and a black henley from the drawer. He got dressed, watching her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m going to get that list off your phone so I can check out a few things online before we leave. Take your time getting ready.” He said as he slipped the shirt over his head.
Her phone sat on the dresser nearest the closet. The smell of his cologne filled her nostrils as he stepped closer to her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before he grabbed the device and left the bedroom. Paisley finally selected a short brown corduroy button down skirt, a white camisole and a light brown cropped cardigan. She paired them with a pair of
"Two ninety-eight. Two ninety-nine. Aaaand that's it. Three damn hundo. How the hell do you do it?"
Joel shook his head in awe as he tossed a towel at the figure suspended in midair.
Malcolm took one hand off the pull-up bar and caught it deftly, dropping to the ground and dabbing at his shining torso.
"Good food. Good sleep. I normally wouldn't push myself this hard, but Giselle said she's got a surprise for me tonight. No idea what she's on about, but I need to get a good pump going. Just in case she's invited one of her friends into bed with us again."
"Wouldn't put it past her. You picked up a feisty one, you did," said Joel, as they headed out into the chilly winter evening.
As he drove through the deserted streets, Malcolm found himself subconsciously gripping his cock wi
Forth of July
We went to my friend’s lake house one forth of July. Sandy was a friend that I made at school. The very first thing she said to me was “you speak really good English for being Mexican, I would think you’re American.” And I slapped her and walked away. She came running up and apologized saying she meant it as a compliment and that she was sorry if it sounded racist. I told her to get the fuck away from me but she just kept apologizing and smiling and I realized she was just ignorant and forgave her. From then on, she kept finding me and talking to me. Against my better judgement, we became quick friends. She had less sexual experiences than me and was shocked by the stories I would tell her. She was pretty and had a very cute body, perky B cups, though her ass was a little
The first time that Paisley met DeShawn Morrison he was sitting at the kitchen table pouring over the sketch that Frank had made for the basement. She had been upstairs doing her pole work out in a pair of dark grey short cotton shorts and a tight white cami that was stretched taut over her ample breasts, rendering it useless at hiding her nipples. She walked to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of cold pressed juice, going momentarily unnoticed by the two as they discussed built in storage areas along the walls in each room.
She stepped closer to the table, causing both to look up. “DeShawn, this is Paisley.” He said with a grin.
“Nice to meet you” she said with hand extended.
For a moment, he was gobsmacked. He simply stared up at the beautiful flame haired creature before hi
This is based on a true story and the encounters we have and had.
It started I guess when I was about 15 and she had moved from another state with my uncle. They had briefly stayed with me and my mom for a short time till their new house was ready. My aunt A is about 5 yrs younger than my mom and quite the opposite. My mom has black hair blue eyes my aunt has strawberry blonde curly hairy and brown eyes both are gorgeous. Mom has 36D and aunt has 36C size tits. Most of my sexual encounters sprung from them two women in my life early on mainly mom. My aunt from time to time I would see naked like at the time we went to the beach, my aunt dragged me in to the changing room and I seen her undress. I was about 8 or 9 at the time, I remember seeing her beautiful body, her milky white pe
I’ve always been attracted to my dad, it started when i was around 12 and i was watching tv with my dad on the sofa on summer while my mom was on their bedroom sleeping. As usual he was just wearing his underwear and i was wearing a t shirt and only pants. This was a normal thing for everyone because it gets really hot where we are from. He fell asleep and when i was about to leave to my bedroom i could see his dick was a out , it was my first time seeing one and i couldn’t stop looking ; even turned my phone to get a better look.When people say that black men has big dicks must be true because it was huge. I went to bed and that was the first time i masturbated thinking of him.
Time passed since that day and i kept eventually masturbating with him in mind trying to wear as little as pos
Jessica's P.O.V.
Damn. Those boobs...oh fuck sorry sorry. Ah thats too much perverted for a starting lol. Okay so my younger cousin sister (18 yrs old) with her family visited us today after Easter Day and we all are thinking to go out and visit a few places here in my city and have some quality time and fun together. Its been really long since we've had gone out all together. So yeah.
Everyone else is sitting downstairs eating and drinking except for me and my cousin sister, Kristine who are upstairs in my room. I have asked her to change into my comfortable clothes (this thing just really turns me on so much, fuck). So now she is changing right infront of me. And i am just standing before her a few metres away and watching how big those boobs are of her. Damn. Like...how big and b
Chapter 4 - Seduction
Two Days later
Day 2.
The last few days have been… trying my initial investigation into the geothermal caves resulted in the loss of my silver sword, left boot, and dignity. Yet it was not a total loss, I was rescued (for lack of a better term) by one of the very captives I set out to find. Dalla by name. She has formed a symbiotic relationship with the Kikkamor and invited me to do the same. I must admit at first, I was reluctant, but after several days I have become fully acclimated to the routines of the hive. They feed me at least, & Dalla assures me that as long as submit myself sexually to the creatures I will not be harmed. My understanding of why the Kikimore is keeping these women alive is yet a mystery, but one I intend to uncover quickly.
Day 3.
Super Excited!
I woke up feeling super horny today. I knew that I had to find some sexual satisfaction so I rolled over and began paying with myself like I sometimes do. It worked for the time being but I still had that desire for sex.
I showered up, shaved up, trimmed up and put on a pair of blue and white polka dot panties and a matching skirt. Added to it a nice blue satin bra, white silk blouse, low heeled red pumps and white stockings held up with a white lace garter belt. I did my long brunette hair in a pony tail and take my time with my makeup. I head out the door. Not only feeling sexy but looking sexy as well!
It was late afternoon and I went to a restaurant where businessmen from out of town typically go and sat at the bar. I ordered a Palmetto and the rum tasted
After a few trips to the bookstore arcade, I decided I wanted to explore my newfound sexual freedom deeper. I found a phone number for a local gay dating line and placed an add. I didn't really know what I was looking for so decided to go with the flow until I found something interesting. I kept my add simple and spent some time browsing others adds. I was a little nervous about actually meeting someone so I decided an older guy who was married or lived on his own was a safer bet. I exchanged messages with a few guys and had some good phone sex but didn't find what I was looking for. I was on the line one evening and came across a new add that sounded interesting. The add was from a guy named Larry. He described himself as a 54 year old single guy looking for others for phone sex and meet
Part 1: No Cummies Yet; bathtub masturbation
My body developed young and I figured out very quickly the effect this had on boys and men. I love to show off and I love to tease. My favorite thing was watching them struggle to maintain eye contact when my cleavage was practically pressed up to my chin. Boys my age were bad at hiding it, they would gawk with their mouths open practically drooling. I loved the thought that they were examining me and memorizing my curves. I imagined them taking that same drool and jerking off while they thought about me. When boys would stare I couldn’t help picturing them furiously stroking their wet slobbery cocks fantasizing about me. I loved to picture their faces scrunch up as they grunt through a massive orgasm that I inspired.
Men were more of a
avbehdvh,favbdvbauervhab.ksjvbuaergvu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
In which Grace explores Yumi’s ass further and introduces her to another kink.
Our summer break was waning further and Grace and I knew that our all day, everyday fondling charades would soon be over. There was only a week left before school started up again, but we tried to make the best of it. We knew that we’d have to keep our relationship a secret from the other kids at school, but the idea of that was kinda exciting. We started scouting out places near our school or on our walking route so that we could have some privacy once classes started up and our regular sleepovers would be over. One of our favorite places was in the woods that stretched between my house and school. The trees were dense to allow for privacy and the ground was carpeted with soft green moss. Sun shimmer
Jasmine a 23 year old young man that crossdresses has been messaging a 50 year old man. They agree to meet. Jasmine gets dolled up earing plaid skirt, black lace stocking, lace panties, and a red and black lace corset. Jasmine has long black hair, Latina, 5'5", bubbly ass, and thick thighs and feminine features. Jasmine is a virgin submissive bottom. Ivan is 6' tall salt and peppered hair with facial stuble. Ivan is married and a father. Ivan is fit for his age and always wanted to fuck a transwoman or cross dressers ass. Ivan's cock is massive 8 inches long 7 inch circumference with a big mushroom head. Low hanging big balls. Ivan is a dominant top.
Story begins:
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm, amber glow, Jasmine, a 23-year-old Latina man with a
**This is my first story so please, leave any feedback you have for me. Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!**
The thunder shook the house as the rain pelted the windows. Mike awoke to the wind howling wondering how much longer the storm would last. He had come out to the cabin, only a couple hours from the city expecting to spend a quiet weekend away from the city life. Unknowing to him that a storm was on the way. He rolled over and looked at the clock, the green display reads midnight. He closed his eyes and tried to fall back asleep when suddenly he heard a pounding on the door. He sat up and heard it again. “Who could be at my door and in this storm”, he thought. He got up and slowly approach the door hearing the pounding again. Opening the door a crack he sees a small
Like my other story about my dad this has elements of truth
This happened when mom was home I was always closer to dad than my mom.
I don’t know why. I was riding my bicycle and dad was in the garage.
When I got off my bicycle an pushed it into garage dad was working on car in back. I go to head ft house dad called me over. He asked me to shut door on garage and lock it. I did I was oldest of two sisters.
I was a senior in high school an by this time knew if dad had me lock doors anywhere he wanted to do stuff we couldn’t tell mom. I go back to dad he is already going in to his office in back. I followed him in shut that door also
He sits down in his chair I walk up to him knowing what he was going to do.
I didn’t mind it made me feel good that dad loved me
I was wearing shor
