“Maggie – please don’t,” Oliver Taylor said as he took the last step backwards before he was up against the wall of the guest room of his daughter’s house, and as he looked into the eyes of his daughter’s only child all he could think of is what his late wife had often said.
“Young people today,” Agatha would often say, shaking her head and going tsk-tsk when confronted by the actions of the latest generation, and while Oliver was more tolerant of
My Name is Alison, I have lived in California for over five years, and I won’t lie to you. I do have plenty of money. You see I was married briefly before my husband left me for another woman, during my divorce, I got half of his estate which was, well quite a lot of money, with this money I bought a new house, secluded and out of the way, surrounded by a large rear garden with a huge swimming pool and hot tub. Around six months ago my twin sister Mia split with her fiancé of three years,
Chapter 1
Roxanne had had enough with boys. The eighteen-year old blue-eyed redhead slammed down the phone. Frankie was just like all the others. She had caught him flirting with Jennifer again, and this time it was more than playful. Last night at the party when she saw him touching Jennifer’s arm, and then saw her brush her hand by his crotch, that was it. The phone call only confirmed her suspicions. He didn’t even try to deny it, just said that he still wanted to see Roxanne and
I was just 24 and on my first job. This was in Delhi, while the rest of my family still lived in Panjab. My father had a small house where I stayed.
One day my father called.
“Renu and her friend will be coming to Delhi for about a couple of weeks on a short course. Put them up and look after them well.”
Renu was a cousin, one I liked as she was not riotous. She was very respectful towards me as younger cousins are expected to be in India.
“OK, Dad, I replied, “Let me
I was feeling dejected. The latest girl I had asked to the Sweetheart Dance, had rejected me out of hand. At twenty-two, I wasn’t a bad looking guy it’s just that the local Monterey women had plenty of men stationed at Fort Ord from which to choose.
When a guy felt as low as I did, he sought comfort from the one place he knew he’d always get it, his mother. I was no different. I sat at the desk in my room at the Bachelor Officer’s Quarters and placed a video-call home on
Rachel bit her lower lip and whimpered meekly as she neared a frantic orgasm; her nimble fingers nothing but a blur as they deftly manipulated her burning clit. The beautiful blonde then moaned out and grabbed her sheets with her free hand as her hips began to thrash. Her whole body shook violently as a flood of sensation flashed through every part of her being, before slowly retreating to its epicenter between her trembling legs.
She panted erratically, trying to regain her breath, as her
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There was luggage in the entryway when Daniel opened the door to his apartment. From the burgundy color alone he was pretty sure it was his mother’s, the monogram on the side, GHM, confirmed his suspicions. He took a moment to look it over, too many bags for just a visit.
Hanging his coat he made his way to the kitchen where his mother was standing in front of the stove stirring something that smelled
Author’s note: This is NOT intended as an underage theme. All characters involved are of legal age. If roleplaying or incest-type themes bother you, click elsewhere.
Debbie flounced into the room, wearing a red tartan skirt, voluptuous breasts pressing against her white shirt, legs clad in white stockings and feet in thick-soled Mary Jane sandals. Tossing her ponytail, she smiled at the man with the shaved head in the recliner in front of her.
“Daddy, I’m ready for
I’m a 29 year old woman, who’s been married to a great man for just over 6 years now. We got married after college, and then had our first child 13 months ago. We’re always enjoyed sex, both intimate coupling between two people in love, and just hot, nasty sex between two lust-filled sluts. Sometimes we make love, sometimes we have sex, sometimes we fuck. I love all our different modes to pleasure each other.
Since my teens I’ve been very into being fit, and keeping my