Catherine was finished doing the dishes. Her daughter Sandy had just come home from the mall with her new friend Linda and doing things in the bedroom. She didn’t really approve of Linda much. She seem to be part of a gang and had a bad attitude; always bossing Sandy around. Sometimes she just wanted
Their parent’s holiday in Spain is ruined when their father breaks his leg. So 18 year old Ryan and his 17 year old sister Clare go instead. Although they intended to enjoy the holiday in their own way, the two find that they want to spend all the time with each other. (MF-teens, inc, 1st,
In the early seventies, I was taking some time off from school. I was a member of the counterculture, 22, and was living near my divorced mom’s house in the San Fernando Valley. I was then about six feet tall, and weighed about 190. A friend had taken off to the East Coast, and had
Eighteen year old James Morgan was sitting across the desk from an attractive middle aged lady who was explaining to him that there was no accommodation in the Halls of Residence at the University of the Arts in South London. James had been delayed on his return to England after holidaying with his parents by
My cousin Tessa is one year older than me. Each summer, we spend time together at our grandparent’s vacation place on the lake. It was isolated, but beautiful. Lots of woods and a long, but manageable, bike ride to town. Our grandparents are friendly, relaxed and easy to live with. We have to help with
I live in the city and my story really starts when I was nine and my father came home early from work and caught my mom fucking the owner of the building we live in. My mom has been fucking anybody who could make her pussy happy, as long as I can remember and my
I’ll just charge ahead here and share a couple things and hope anyone out there would do the same. I’d love to hear, via e-mail or posts to these groups, from others who get off on mother-fucking or bi-incest. I’ve fantasized about my parents for as long as I can remember. I’ve never gotten to
I imagine that you will be surprised to be hearing from a man; everything I have read lately about incestuous relations between fathers and daughters has been written by women, for whom the experience was traumatic. No doubt their fathers did not find what they were doing traumatic, or they would not have done it,
Annette Garnick walked into the living room where her son Andy sat watching TV. “Honey,” she said. “I found this old 60’s tiger striped bikini in the attic. But I think it shrunk! Either that or Mommy’s been eating too much cheese. Take a look. Is this too small for my body, Andy?” Andy’s eyes
My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities–it was off to school in the morning and
Over the past ten years I’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year old from the Bible Belt to, with the possible exception of my Aunt Sally, the best cock sucker and blowjob artist to be found. I left home when I was 18 to attend college in southern California. My
During my son’s freshman year at college, he joined a new fraternity on campus. I thought it would do a world of good for Zach, as he was a really shy kid. Honestly, I had no idea how much it would bring him out of his shell until my son came home on summer break
It was the morning of December 21 as Chad Nichols and his family prepared for the arrival of his aunt, Alison. Alison was his father’s sister whom Chad hadn’t seen in twelve years, when he was only six years old. Even though she was his aunt, she was only eight years older than him. When
I became sexually aware at a young age and enjoyed sex with girls first and by the time I was a teenager I was dating boys and was willing to give blowjobs and as long as the guys wore rubbers I would allow them to fuck me. This sex story is totally FICTION! When I
The previous weeks had been difficult. In a household breaking apart, each night we would go to sleep to the bitter shouting matches of our parents piercing the wooden floorboards. The only way to protect ourselves against the ravages of the interminable conflict and terror of the not knowing what might happen next, was to