FOREWORD Normal. A frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term “perversion”. What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person. Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one’s back to others. In many
Life is funny. Sometimes you waltz through life like there’s nothing to it, and then sometimes it slaps you upside the head. I had a good deal going with my girlfriend; we’d been going out for a year and a half, and neither of us was in a rush to get married. We got along,
After her husband had gone to work the next morning, Alice thought about the wonderful fuck she and Paul had had. She sat at the table watching the children finish their breakfast. As always happened the day after a good fuck, she was in an extremely horny mood. Sitting with nothing on except a thin
“Mom has a problem. Sherry refuses to cuckold her husband to get pregnant.” Dear Mother Debbie, I know you usually help only cuckolded men and wimp wannabes, but I read your very perceptive reply to the young woman in “A Woman Who Loves Men” and I was hoping you could help me as well. The
After years of minimal contact my mother and aunt started talking regularly again. My aunt Erzso had recently finished up with a nasty divorce from my uncle. Although my mother and aunt hadn’t talked for a long time,i t didn’t take much for them to pick up right where they left off. Things were going
If there’s one thing people don’t know about fat girls, it’s that most of them are really horny. Maybe it comes from being overlooked by most men, maybe it just means that with their bigger curves come bigger sexual appetites. All Kari knew is that as bridesmaid in her friend’s wedding she was feeling hornier
“I…you know I don’t think my mom would want you down here and…” “And why is that, Jake? Why do you think my prude of an older sister doesn’t want me near her little boy?” “I…I don’t know.” “I think you do.” Auntie replied. Sliding down the bed, she rested her head on my shoulder
“Delayed!” Mom said, disgustedly while scanning the arrival board. “Just like her to make me have to wait around longer.” “I don’t think Auntie Sin did that, Mom,” I told her from my spot on the end of the bench. Peering around dad, she pointed at me, “Your aunt’s name is Sinclair”. “She always says
The next day was Saturday, but both Carol and Bob had to work. With Joe on the road, this left Brenda alone in the house with Mike. She couldn’t have asked for a better opportunity. They’d have the whole day together, absolutely undisturbed. Eagerly she waited for the others to leave. Of course Mike had
I ditched the last two periods that day because I knew that with the pep rally going on, there would be plenty of opportunities to disappear without getting caught. I had no use for pep rallies; if they weren’t going to teach me anything, then they had no business keeping me. I figured I had
Okay, it’s been a few weeks and if I don’t tell someone I’m just going to die. Before we got back home from, what ended up being extended, holiday I had a brief affair. Well I suppose that affair would not be the right word. Maybe encounter would be better. I’m not too sure that
2015-2016 this happened, had some amazing times with mature lady called Auntie Anne this is one that sticks in my mind Anne, my mother and a few other women had been invited to Milton Keynes for a friend’s hen weekend and it had been planned that I would go up separately and meet Anne when
That night after their aunt and uncle had gone to bed, Mark and Stacy sneaked out of the house, looking for fun. Although the brother and sister liked their new adoptive parents, life with the Jordans was too tame for them. Their father had died long ago, while they were still babies. Their busy working
Karen Jordan, a tall cool-looking blonde of thirty-five, watched intently as the boy walked onto the diving board and prepared to plunge into the pool. Specifically, she watched his crotch, and she was thinking, Oh, to be young again! Karen’s dark-blue eyes focused lingeringly on the well-defined bulge of the kid’s skimpy trunks, and as
“Oh, yes, I think it’s wonderful to see the young people enjoying themselves,” Kristen Adams lied to her brother Manfred as she looked around the party room. There had been no way out of her niece’s birthday party. Her niece Irene had even gotten onto the phone personally and begged her to come. “Oh, Auntie