I know a bunch of this stuff, probably 98 percent of it, is false about incest. But in email chats with this guy Long Boy Slim, he convinced me to let him post this story I forwarded to him, word for word. It’s true. It’s what happened between me and my mom. I can’t say
It was late Saturday evening. Katy had just finished cleaning up the kitchen. Earlier she had entertained her friend Nancy, her roommate from college, and her husband Albert. The cook out had been a whopping success. About 6 PM Nancy and Albert left to visit a few of Albert’s friends from school. Since Katy didn’t
Mike peered over Gabrielle’s shoulder as they both read the email. Both were excited beyond words, yet ever cognizant of the fact that it was still only an email and that the true test would be in meeting the couple in person. Such was usually the case when meeting people through these internet personals sites.
I’m an average guy nothing much to look at 5’10” about 250 not huge but not small either. I don’t get laid much but when I do its usually some sloppy drunk fat whore who nobody else will touch. Which explains why I don’t even go to the club until closing time on Saturday night.
“Get down on your hands and knees, Beth,” my mistress ordered. I was naked except for the studded black leather dog collar around my neck. “Yes, mistress,” I answered at once, and immediately knelt upon the cold floor. I felt Mistress Ingrid clip the dog leash to my collar. As I waited for whatever would
How many times had she told herself this feeling was wrong? She had slipped only once in her life, vowing never again to let a man touch her until she married him. But a rising tide of sensuality was shattering her mind as she leaned against the tall porch pillar of her cousin’s ranch home
Realisation hid her like a well-aimed sledgehammer. She had been fucked by this horse, which even now was still calming down after loosing what seemed like a gallon of horse cum into her stretched cunt. Alanna felt her inner walls start to contract and adopt the usual shape of her uterus instead of the expanded
My name is Kelly, back at College for the last half of my junior year. I’m five feet six inches tall, about 125 pounds, with blue eyes, 36-C tits with hips and ass to match. A brunette, I often wear my hair in a ponytail. Enough about me. My story really began when I went
Aunt Cecilia had lived alone until the day her sister died in 1955 she was forced to take in her sixteen year old nephew. She enjoyed living alone and was not offended by the term old maid or spinster, she enjoyed her job as a librarian and thought a good book and a hot coffee
Since Wendy’s school trip to Paris, we had become very friendly with her teacher, Miss Roberts. Angela, as we had come to know her proved to be a good companion, and what is more interesting, an insatiable and imaginative lesbian. She often used to visit us and her relationship with Wendy blossomed into a passionate
The patient’s mother, Miss Smith, phoned me to set up her son’s examination. The boy had just turned 18. She felt he required a special exam session due to what she had seen him doing with another boy of his own age. She had came home from work early one day to find her son
I did something bad tonight. I mean really wrong. I want to make something very clear though: this is not my fault. I was scouring the net minding my own business, checking out nice, decent, respectable erotic story sites like Literotica, Mr. Double, Kristen, etc. I’m not talking about the sicko perv sites. Wham out
Last December my wife went to an office Christmas party. It was for employees only so I was not invited. I told my wife Linda, that I was going to a ball game. But I changed my mind and went home instead. After watching TV for a while I went to bed. About one in
I never gave incest any thought, I mean sure I have had passing thoughts occasionally but I am not some kind of freak. Yes my mom is young, and I guess I always knew she was attractive from the way my friends acted around her. But until I saw her naked, I really never thought
How strange it felt to be lying next to such a young temptress, after years of lonely dejection. The waif had entered my life unexpectedly, with loud attire and greased hair that was strangely out of place for the delicate features it crowned. Lost and lonely too, she fronted an indifferent attitude and a vehement