Erotic stories, Group sex, a girl gets fucked by many at a dance club, We walk into a dance club and walk onto the dance floor. A really slow song comes on and we both smile. I see a chair and I lead you to it. You sit down in the chair. You wonder if I’m going to sit down too. You have no idea that I’m going to dance for you. I move back onto the floor…

Incest stories, mom and son, Returns home to his mother after university.. “Homeward bound, Andy?” David, my best friend at college, asked as I placed the last of the clothes in my bag. “Yep. Already been accepted into a job close enough to home that Mum pretty much insisted that I move back in.” I shrugged. “I don’t mind. I don’t think she would be lonely, but she would be living alone.” “No plans to go…

Erotic stories, cuckold, I love my job. I’m one of those lucky ones who gets paid for something they enjoy doing. Nice work if you can get it… and believe me… I can. Take this as a case in point… It was just a neat, respectable suburban street, neatly lined with acacia trees, but nothing out the ordinary in stockbroker belt land. The cars in the drives of the mainly detached houses were Beamers, Mercs, the…

Incest,my daddy, If there is one tenant that has always determined my actions regarding sex with my father, it’s that as his daughter, I willingly submit myself to whatever desires and needs he has. I’m immensely proud of the fact that I have NEVER refused to give myself to him no matter where or when and what he has asked. At the same time, it’s NOT a master-slave relation in any way, shape or form. Part…

Daddy’s cock was bigger and harder than ever. He kept moaning things like “you should not be doing this” and “no, Blossom” but I took no notice of negatives. Instead I gripped the bottom half of his thick shaft and marvelled at him anew. He had been impressive last weekend but surely it hadn’t been as big as this! ‘Blossom,’ he groaned, ‘don’t do something we’ll both regret.’ Right then the only thing I regretted was…

Erotic stories,first time, A First Timer’s Tale.. I’ll be honest. After all, isn’t that sort of the whole point of this place? To be a place where we can finally be honest? And in all honesty, I just don’t get the appeal of wanting to read about somebody’s first time. To me, it’s a hell of a lot more fun to read about when at least one or more has a clue beyond a general idea of what…

“Look at me planning, getting ahead of myself. I haven’t, we haven’t even talked about some of the real implications here. It’s all been about the end result, a baby. But there’s a lot to think about before we plunge ahead.” “Like what, Mom? We talked it all out already about why we’re doing this.” “Why in this matter is easy. Our motives are pure, but our method is less so. Don’t you realize we would…

“Experience,” I said, and then laughed. “Don’t move around too much yet. You don’t want to let it slip back. Now when you were hurting, you probably felt yourself stiffen up. This is called ‘splinting.’ Your body wants to keep an injury immobile, so it tenses muscles around it. This can be a problem if the muscles aren’t relaxed afterwards because they want to pull you back into the hurt shape. Does that make sense?” “You…

Incest stories,mom and son,  Mom’s sanity depends on son’s potency “The big four-oh, Uncle Zack,” I said as I handed him his drink. “Don’t feel a day over thirty-nine … and a half!” he laughed. To tell you the truth, he didn’t look much older than me, and I just turned eighteen a couple months before. I knew this birthday party was for both Uncle Zack and my mother—identical twins—but I thought I’d give my uncle…

I know I didn’t do this right. I probably wouldn’t do it again, but this is how it happened and was probably the most likely result under any circumstance. Jim and I had been married 21 years. At the time Jim would have told you it was a great 21 years. I would have said so too, but I’d have been lying. Marriage was what I expected. My parents were married for 50 years. I don’t…