“Hello! Webart by Design! How can I help you?” The youthful voice said over the phone. “You can stop working and go outside to play,” I said. “Oh, daddy,” my daughter half whined, half chuckled. “Are you coming home?” “I should be there soon. Do you know if we need anything at the store?” “I
My dotage was not so far advanced that I couldn’t get the old boy to polish up quite nicely into some semblance of erectile muscle and throbbing gristle. Occasionally, he would even put out for me and eject a thin stream of jizz, but it needed the stimulant of my past life to get him
My own foray into debauchery began innocently enough. Growing up in rural Wisconsin, I, like any other number of people my age had our assigned ‘chores’ to do on our parent’s farms. Some of my own chores included feeding the animals twice a day morning and evening. It was during one of these evening feedings
As I came down the drive I saw that mom’s car was not there so she was obviously out somewhere. The house was quiet, as I grabbed a glass of juice in the kitchen and headed upstairs to take a shower. Stripping off I dumped my clothes in the laundry sack and went into the
My wife and I had made friends with Christie and her mom about four years ago. Christie was only sixteen and still in high school when her parents divorced and it was kind of rough on her. My wife and I took Christie under our wing and ‘adopted’ her as the daughter we never had.
As Janet Ross needed help with her yard work since her husband was always gone on business trips. She was an attractive woman at thirty with short brown hair and a firm trim body. She was pushing the lawn mower to the front yard, when Leroy Hanks came down the sidewalk. Janet knew Leroy from
Jacinto and Nicolette had been enjoying a day on a secluded beach when a minibus drew up near them. They cursed at the idea that their privacy was about to be invaded. They quickly scrambled back into their swimming costumes, but just then the vehicles pulled off again and parked a good thirty yards away
During my son’s early teen years I noticed while cleaning his wash, Tommy’s bed sheets and pajamas bottoms were constantly being soiled. I figured since he was eating cookies with milk in bed as of late, he was just spilling some of the contents from the glass. Upon closer examination of the fresh stains I
Ralph was eighteen years old and still a virgin. So because of that he spent lots of time looking at porn on the Internet and jerking off late at night. He could jerk off three times a day thinking about fucking a sexy woman. Ralph lived alone with his mom, Brittany. She was a sexy
Our parents wanted to go away for the weekend to attend a New Years Eve party with old friends and asked our aunt if she would look after us girls for the night, which she was happy to do. All day that first day she kept going into my room without knocking as if trying
I know it’s nasty, but I had this thing for my son’s girlfriend and she didn’t seem to mind, and well… things just sort of happened. Up until Brad started dating Jennifer our life was pretty normal. Sure, I knew that my son was a little more attracted to me than was normal. I’d realized
I stepped out of the changing room in my blue and yellow one-piece bathing suit. Over one shoulder was draped my big beach blanket and over my other shoulder was draped my cloth bag containing my beach visit essentials: suntan oil, a bottle of mineral water, two sandwiches and a bag of fat-free chips. A
“You’re the sixty-ninth caller!” the voice on the other end of the phone yelled into Justin’s ear. “Yeah? Wow! Did I win the new Eminem CD?” “You sure did! And…” Justin had never won one of these silly radio contests before. Though it was just a silly CD, he was thrilled to have finally won
I’ve never been much different from the other girls I saw everyday at school. In fact, I was exactly like them, wanting to be hip, wanting to be pretty, wanting to be seen with the hot popular guys. And that’s exactly what it was like until my mother decided to divorce my dad when I
This story is meant as an erotic fiction, not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in “real life” can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. The next door neighbor’s Great Dane was out again. She could see him from her back