After that glorious night with my step-mother, my sexual confidence had grown tremendously. I was now set on getting my older step-sis Kate to join in on our family fun. The task seemed difficult since she was going out with Scott Sellers, one of the high-school jocks. But despite him being three years older than
On the phone, Step-Mom seemed different from her usual self. She sounded withdrawn, distracted. She had always been really perky, lively. People said that Sue, my sister, had gotten Step-Mom’s personality. It’s why she was so popular, why she was on the pep squad and almost every other after-school group. I’d never been nearly that
After that day, my step-mom’s spirits were lifted even more. It became obvious that the more compliments I paid her, the more confident she became, so I was very open-handed (with the compliments). The result: hemlines became even shorter; outfits became tighter; low neck tops became, well, lower. She even began wearing Daisy Duke-like shorts
“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
For teenager Brenda Bates, coming to spend the summer at her uncle’s house was like arriving on another planet. Brenda had had a very sheltered and overprotected life as the only child of wealthy parents. Now, staying with her Uncle Joe and his family, she felt like she was living in the real world for
“I’m gonna ram my tail right into your hairy muff.” Monroe told her, loud enough for her to hear and tremble at his words. “I’m gonna fill you with so much cock that you won’t be able to move. And then I’m going to pump it in and out, slowly at first, and then faster
Debbie and Jake felt okay the next morning, neither mentioning the incident last night. They felt no discomfort in one another’s presence and Jake spent the day washing the car, helping his mum with the housework and then, in the evening, going round to a friend’s house. In the house alone, Debbie had been working
I thought life was pretty bad before Mom brought Edward home. I would learn over the next months that my life up ’til then was heaven compared to what life with Edward turned out to be. In some ways grew up pretty fast. I can’t remember a time when Mom wasn’t drinking or drunk, I
My brother, Paul, was always in the city. You could find him at any strip club, picking up the dancers and taking them home. Abby, has an extremely beautiful face, shoulder length brunette hair, usually with some kind of highlights. Her body has obviously popped out at least one kid. She’s not fat, she only
Kevin thoroughly enjoyed helping his mother punish his sister. Spanking her was as wonderful as he thought it would be and her hour as his plaything was even better than the last time. After overhearing his mother talk about her punishments at the hands of his uncles he now had more ideas of how to
My cousin Rosanna had come to stay with me for the summer break at my family’s cabin on a relatively isolated lake in the mountains. It was an amazing cabin style house on the side of the mountain above the lake in the middle of a thick pine forest. The deck facing the lake and
I woke to find Daphne snuggled up against my back. She sat up, when I stirred, knocking off the clothing she’d covered us with. “What time is it?” she asked. I looked at my watch through bleary eyes. “Almost 2 o’clock.” “We should probably head back,” she said. “Had enough, hmm?” “Only for now,” she
I frigged myself to sleep and woke early, feeling refreshed. I made coffee and sat on the porch in my robe. There was movement inside, and Daphne came out the door with her own cup of coffee and robe and sat next to me. “Hi,” she said. “Hi,” I said. I looked at her, caught
Jill looked down at the pictures spread out on the bed in front of her. A shiver ran through her trim teen-aged frame. It just hadn’t seemed possible to do what those people were doing in those photos. A week ago she would have never thought that something big, that long or that fat could