Donny got up off the bed and put his hand in his mother’s. Nervously, they made their way down the hall to Laurel’s room, both of them trembling with lust, excitement, and the added zest of knowing what they were about to do was considered wrong by almost everyone. “If you’re gonna be a man,”
“Christ, I’m fuckin’ horny!” Laurel Hutton sighed softly, putting her finger suddenly and accurately upon the uneasy tension that had assaulted her all day. Laurel was standing beside the tiny swimming pool which graced her suburban home’s high-fenced, smallish backyard. It was early spring and a little cool to be dressed as she was, in
Warning, this novel was written as a fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. Sheila Verona stood in front of her kitchen sink staring blankly out the small window above it. She was under a tremendous amount of stress at this time and it was beginning to show in the
Losing my job hit me like a freight train. Only two years after graduating college, I was not used to this kind of disappointment. With no major assets to worry about, I considered moving back home to save money and look for a new job. The tough part would be breaking the news to Mom
“Damn it. Why can’t you ever wait for me to cum? All you have to do is be patient. Twenty years and you still don’t know how to get me off. Some husband I married” my mother shouted. I hurried back to my room, as my mother would certainly be headed for the washroom after