I enter their home. They’re James and Margaret but I know them better as Master and Mistress, Sir and Madam or, on occasion, Daddy and Mommy. It depends what mood they’re in. I fit myself to them. I try my best to be whatever they need me to be. By being there for them, I…
Last night I had an awesome orgasm considering I’ve not had one in years. George and I have been married for 7 years but the last couple of years sex has been boring. It was like my husband was doing an obligatory twice a month routine. Rub, kiss, get in, cum and sleep. I just…
Hi my name is Opal Hydrangea Ho. Are you done smirking? My friends call me H2O. Come on get it over with. My friends say that I have a personality like a Chameleon, fitting to my namesake opals which display different colors when viewed from different directions. Anyway my Dad is a Gemologist, and my…
My husband had finally packed all of his things, and was now standing at the front door, staring at me from behind dark sunglasses. His mouth was a straight line, tight, his eyebrows drawn together. I wasn’t sure if he’d been angry or feeling regret. I couldn’t have cared any less at that point….
After we returned that afternoon we unloaded all my purchases and our two teddies. We were like little kids. Sarah and I stripped right in my living room and wiggled into our new erotic teddies. I had a hard time paying attention to my own dressing with Sarah’s completely naked body in my presence. Through…
Blooming like a flower, I am eager too devour. Smell of sweet musk, I know that I must, bury my face, in this heavenly place. Licking the velvet lips, as I enjoy my sips, of juices of wine, that taste soo fine. There’s no holding back, as you arch your back. Thrusting your hips, tightly…
Kyle walked in the front door and tossed his backpack on the couch. “Fucking world history,” he muttered under his breath. He walked to his room and booted up his laptop, then undid his pants and removed his shirt. “God, I need this,” he said to the empty room. He was already hard from anticipating…
This story continues on directly after my first story, Mutual Attraction I woke up the next morning, and Louise was still lying beside me. It had all been true. I could see that she had already been awake for a while, and she had been watching me as I slept. When she saw I…
Since starting college I moved to the city to live with my brother Billy, who is a couple years older than me (I’m nineteen). Since then, we’ve had a fairly standard roommate-type relationship. At least, that’s what I thought… As usual Billy was at work and I jumped on his computer to some songs from…
This story continues on directly after my last story, Mutual Attraction Part 2. Morning came again, and for the second time, I woke up next to my sister, Louise, except this time we were in her bed and not mine. I looked at her, asleep beside me in her bed, as her chest rose and…
“Glen, can you press ‘Play’ for me,” Casey said, and I leaned across from the couch, and pushed the button on the CD player. Immediately, the room was filled with the sound of a crappy rap song, as my sister began to rehearse her latest baton twirling routine, for the fiftieth time. Okay, maybe it…
It was hot, sweaty night that night. It’s always really hot around here this time of year. Our parents were out of town, and me and my sister (at eighteen, a year younger than me) were watching TV. Even with the lights off and the air conditioning on full blast, it was like an oven…
This story follows directly on from my previous story, Two Fridays – Part 2. Once again, Saturday morning came, and for a second time, I awoke to memories of what my sister Tina and I had done the night before. Had we really fucked each other like that, and taken each other’s cherries? I felt…
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This story continues on from my previous two stories, A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie, and A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie – Part 2. If you have not already read those stories, here is a brief rundown on the story so far, to put you in the picture. In A Sleepover With Aunt Stephanie, seventeen-year old…
Johnny got home from work, to find his sister, Katie, had arrived a few minutes before him. “Hey, Bro, how was work?” Katie was thirty-two, 5’5″, with short, dark hair, and a curvy shape to her, especially her large, natural tits. She worked in a garage, fixing cars, something she’d always been good at, ever…
