This is a work of fiction and is not meant to portray any person living or dead, nor any known situation. Ever since Howard died I’ve never sought a relationship with men. Don’t get me wrong I still love cock but Howard was rare. As great a lover he was, he was an even better
I’ve always had great relationship with my daughter; she’s my confidant and my best friend. She always was, since she could talk. My husband died tragically several years ago. This brought Sally and I even closer together, and I thanked God for the strength we gave each other. Sally was only 14 when her father
My stepsister was a real bitch. She knew she looked good, and that her ass was a perfect upside down, heart-shape. She knew she had knock-out tits and smooth beautiful skin to go with her light brown hair. Her eyes were blue, her body perfect. And she knew it, and she showed it. She showed
It seemed to me that my father was always too busy to pay attention to me. He seemed to stay at his computer all day, not doing anything but staring at his business spreadsheet. You see he was an accountant, and ran his business from home. I needed to find a way to get his
Jenny: The mother. 41 years old, and a lush BBW. 62-40-56. 300lb. 42Q. Think an even bustier, bigger assed Lexxxi Luxe. Caitlyn: The sister. 22 years old, and a thick bitch. 60-34-48. 230lb. 38H. Think a thicker, bustier Samantha 38G. Shandy: The girlfriend and novice cuckoldress. 21, and growing big and strong. 48-34-46. 190lb. 32KK.
It all began when the doctor revealed that my wife wasn’t getting pregnant because of my low sperm count. “You don’t have enough sperm and what little there is just too weak,” the doctor said in a professional tone, as my wife and I took in the disastrous news. He then discussed the various options
The Wednesday following Christmas was to be a busy day for me; after wrapping-up the remainder of the gifts for my thirty-year-old sister and her two kids, I was to drive some fifty miles or so into the countryside to visit them. We enjoyed ourselves immensely throughout the day and when it was time for
Julie and Jennie giggled as they entered the locker room. They were the last girls to leave the pool, Julie giving Jennie a little lesson that would help her make her turns a bit tighter and faster. All the things Julie had been teaching Jennie over the years had paid dividends. Jennie was in particularly
I had just turned 40 and wasn’t really feeling that good about it. Some of the guys at work thought it was funny and decided to take me to a local nude bar for a private party. I figured why not, there was no one at home, since I had divorced years earlier and hadn’t
I own two cats, Bear and Precious. Of the two cats I think I’m more like Bear than it’s good for me to be. The two of them are litter mates, even though you can’t tell by looking at them. Bear is a beautiful black long hair and Precious is a white and gray short
I had a lunch date with my cousin Christen. Well, I almost forgot the meeting – sure, I had written it down, but it seemed so inconclusive with the large events that now occupied my head. So when I finally arrived downtown at Sherlock Holmes, I was out of breath and worried that I had
My tale starts way back when I was just 18,(my mum was 43) and beginning to take an interest in this curious thing called the female body…. I had never really taken much notice of girls/women before this, preferring to be out with the lads playing football etc. However we were having our bathroom replumbed
The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem strange for most young teens who would rather be gallivanting around without their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their attraction for
Hello everyone! I just wanted to say that story the presented here is real and current. Men and women seem to be interested in this particular subject matter so I’m telling this in public for the first time. When this story first occurred, I was 22 and my mother’s sister was 45. We have been
Anna knelt in her ‘secret place’. It was dark. The only light came in through a crack in the wall. When her family had moved into this house a year ago she had found this small cubby-hole behind a secret panel in her closet. She had covered the entrance with some clothes and hadn’t told