Well I’m just home from work, it’s been a hellish day, I’m hot sweaty and desperately need a shower, I undress in my bedroom and walk naked to my bathroom, (I spend most of my time naked when I am at home) I enter my shower cubicle turn on the jets and stand under the…
Chapter 6 My mom froze still, bouncing tits and all. She couldn’t bring herself to words. I was as helpless as her, not knowing what to say if anything. We were powerless to resist the forbidden flood of insatiable lust that had swept us beyond lines we had never crossed. “Uhhh..wha..what’s going on? ..Mom?” My…
This story continues on directly after my earlier story, A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie. For the first few months after that night in her bed, Stephanie and I went to bed together every chance we got. It was almost like a honeymoon, except we had to plan every liaison in advance, and keep anyone from…
When she heard the knock, Jenn started to get up. I grabbed her wrist and said, “I have an idea. I’m getting pretty bored with this now. Why don’t we just get the last four of them in here and give them something embarrassing to do and then we can go downstairs and have fun…
Leeza awoke from her sleep with that warm moist feeling between her legs again as she reminisced back on the two weeks she spent at her Uncle Ron and Aunt Diana’s house. She imagined Uncle Ron’s coarse tongue touching her clit for the first time, sliding up and down her young wet pussy. She could…
I awoke the next morning naked in my bed, thinking of what had happened yesterday. As I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I looked into my aunt’s room and noticed her naked on her bed. I continued to the bath room and noticed her bikini bottoms on the floor. I started…
A long time ago when I was 17 years old, my mother was awaiting the birth of my younger brother. My father worked 3rd shift so my parents made arrangements for my mother’s younger sister, my 21-year-old aunt Marianne, to stay with us and baby-sit overnight while my father was at work when my mother…
I have always desired my aunt. It was something about this dark-haired, olive skinned, 42 year old woman that drove me crazy. I don’t know if it was her beauty, or the fact that she was “family” but the since she wasn’t blood-related, it wasn’t too weird. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ As a teen,…
It was holiday time, but not for me anyway. I live only with my father in a small town with not much to really do and usually me and him would go on holiday as families do. This year was different. He would be off to the fascinating world of Australia while I was off…
This is my first story, tell me what you think. It had been a long shift at Palm City Medical Estates and all Sara wanted to do was go home to her favorite deck chair and enjoy a few cocktails by the pool. Sadly she knew that would not be possible. Six weeks earlier she…
Wendy’s Christmas Light Tour. On a cool December evening, Danny, Tommy and Phil were huddled together, smoking in the parking lot behind the local club. Phil managed the club’s events and as it happened, he and the other two were attending their annual family Christmas party that evening. They had just discussed going…
Hi my name is Steve, and this is my story. All my life growing up I never was close to any of my family members, other than my cousin Carl.We had a… What do you call it? Dysfunctional family.But the worst was my Aunt Caroline.My parents told me a lot about her while I was…
I guess something made me really look at her, that morning. Cynthia was my aunt. She was staying with us, visiting, for the first time since Greg and I were married, and Greg was off at work and Cynthia had just come down for breakfast. I looked at her, and realized I hadn’t really paid…
We as a family always organised a day or two a month when we could all meet up and enjoy eachothers company. Our family is rather large so getting everyone together is a hell of a big deal. I was 23 at the time and as one of the youngsters in the family get older…
First off I should say that Aunt Martha has always been my favorite Aunt. They, she and uncle James lived in Southern California but always came up to visit at least once a year. Twenty now, I was going to transfer to a college close to Aunt Martha and she invited me to stay with…
