My sister and I have always been close. She’s less than two years older than I and I have been hers since the day I was born. She didn’t have to play with baby dolls because she had me. My mom had four kids in seven years, she was busy. The fact that Nan took … Devamını oku
All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading! * “We are ascendant.” Eloise sat in the locked room, holding a crystal tumbler with sloshing amber liquid. Frederick would have been better off poisoning her, she mused. If he hadn’t been pulled by his grandiosity to make a show with the clock, … Devamını oku
Have you ever heard the saying “Putting the “fun” in dysfunctional”? That was my family. First off there was my father. He used to be a construction worker, however when I was about 5 he suffered an accident (he never fully explained to me what happened as I was too young to understand) that left … Devamını oku
Contains male on male sex. All characters are over 18. ***** I’ve been friends with James for many years. More than friends, of course, ever since we found out we were both bisexual – bisexuals who blurred the lines between friends and lovers. We would hang out and we would fuck in equal measure: go … Devamını oku
Mom stood at the foot of the bed, uncertain of what to do. Having denied her desires for so long, it held her somewhat paralyzed. We went to her, taking Mom in our arms. Londy wiped away her remaining tears before kissing Mom’s soft lips, letting her know it was okay to be herself, and … Devamını oku
These are true stories, with the names changed. I wrote a few months ago about a surprise I had when I went to a woman’s apartment for a massage. It was entitled “Search for a Great Prostate Massage”. You can read that first, if you want, I think the title of this story may be … Devamını oku
My name is Jason. I’m 18 years old and I live with my Mom, Laura, in a small, one-bedroom apartment on the third floor of a building that has seen better days. She has the bedroom and I sleep on the sofa, which pulls out into a bed. It’s not my Mom’s fault we live … Devamını oku
The first time I committed incest with my son Kevin was when he was 18 years old. He was a senior in high school, so he was still living at home. His bastard-of-a-father left me almost ten years earlier for a younger woman, and that shattered whatever was left of my self-esteem. Because of what … Devamını oku