First off, it’s not as bad as it sounds, really. I’m her step-father, and not her real dad. But in the end it’s just an excuse. I mean, I raised her through her teen years and saw her off to college, so I guess, unless she really thought her deadbeat dad was a father to her, I was it.
OK, yes, I had desires that I tried with all my might to suppress. She was just beautiful and sexy. I saw it right after she got her braces off when she was fourteen. That smile. That killer
To say I had difficulty falling asleep would be quite the understatement. First off, I was lying in a puddle of pussy juice from rubbing my overworked clit all night. Second, I had all these images in my mind that just would not go away. I actually had licked my Aunt Karen’s huge nipples while she was asleep! And filmed it! I had taken pictures and video of my Uncle Todd’s fat cock without him even knowing! And all this debauchery was swirling in my brain…
big cocks,
Author’s note: The writer in this story is 26, Lessia is 24. All actions described herein took place between consenting adults and the relationship was established the year Lessia turned 19.
-Silver
DEAR DIARY,
I think of roses every time I think of her. The glowingly soft, perfectly petalled rose so aptly described her as though it might have been her name, rather than the more exotic Lessia. My beautiful woman, the girl I knew and ignored for so many years.
Oh, how I long for you,
Moral: “You don’t always have to look far from home; sometimes what you are looking for is right in front of you.”
(This is the final chapter of Phillips’s adventure; Chapter 1 is “Valley of Mom” and chapter 2 is “Tab to Pay”)
“Oh god, big brother I want you to get that fucking cock into my ass now, please,” Beth was urging her brother, Phillip onward.
She was ecstatic that he had kept his word and come over to her place after work.
I’ve woken up in the morning with a raging hard-on and remembering vaguely some fantasy dreams I had over night involving some lesbian orgies. I looked at the time and it was hardly 6 am! Wish I could go back to sleep but my erect cock wouldn’t let me — I needed to give it a bit of attention. Hmmm…. mom wouldn’t be up before 8 or 9am and having just fucked her brains out the day before I thought it would be a bit cruel to wake her up just yet. Fair enough then,
At age 18, Paul Worthington had it all and was the envy of all his classmates at his high school in the upscale area of Holmby Hills in Los Angeles, one of the richest neighborhoods in California. Not only was Paul good looking, standing 6’1″ tall weighing about 195 pounds, with sandy brownish blonde hair, green eyes, muscular shoulders and “six pack” abs, he was also the star of the basketball team, playing power forward and the star wrestler.
Sports was not the only
The mom’s set the rules and Dad gets involved.
I woke in the night, to find Aunt Marie sliding into my bed. I felt her cuddle up to me, her hand wandering mischievously.
“That was mean of you, Jeremy, to let me fall asleep in the horny clutches of my son. Your Momma had him so worked up, he had to take it out on me,” she pouted.
I drew her in close, hoping she wouldn’t try to do anything. I wanted her, don’t get me wrong, but not enough to endure the wrath of Mom.
NOTE: Different perspectives (Third Person, and switching off of characters). This is my first time posting my work on an erotic space, please be kind. Enjoy!
*Third Person*
It was a breezy spring day and the family was planning to go for a little road trip. To visit some family. Lacey and Ryan were sitting at the back of the car, windows all the way down, both lost in their own worlds. Driving was Lacey’s stepfather and beside him, Lacey’s mother.
Lacey’s full attention was
Finally, I was finished. I had been working in my new yard for over a week, trimming bushes and pruning trees, clearing and planting flower beds, cleaning up the little stream and grotto that was hidden from the house. The grotto will be a great place to escape if I ever get the time. I had hired out the pool work. I wanted to use it this decade. The remodeling that had to be done would be
Technology is a wonderful thing. It has created an entire virtual world of passionate sexual activity. I have indulged this new and thrilling virtual existence in many ways. I just never dreamed it might include my mother.
I married and was quickly left by a girl I met straight out of college. She was cute but a bit flighty.
My mother first loved her when I met and married and hated her when she up and left, a scant 2 years later. My mother has always considered me “her baby”, as