Apparently I’m a goody two shoes, and I’m uptight. I agree with the fact that I’m uptight, but I’m not a goody two shoes. I’m not perfect, I swear that to you. My boyfriend thinks that I am, and that I need to “chill the fuck out; do something stupid.” Well, fuck him. Last time…
Daddy’s hand felt firm on the back of my head, guiding my progress as I sucked his rock hard erection to the very best of my newfound skills. He was naked having just got out the shower, his body damp from a light toweling and smelling musky and warm. I had shed my pyjama top…
For years me and my husband Terry’s sex life had been a bit … lackluster. Sex rarely happened, and when it did happen, it left something to be desired. Namely me. It wasn’t long before I settled for masturbating while he was at work rather than let him touch me. I often asked…
DADDIES GIRL My 16 year old daughter Sarah is beautiful just an angel, long blonde hair, deep blue eyes and was just as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. I had divorced from her mum when she 8 and we had always been very close, so much so she had chosen…
It all began with a camping trip my dad and I took when I was a little girl. My mother had died giving birth to me so it was just my father and I alone. One summer, when I was nine, we went on a camping trip to bond even closer and just to relax…
I’m Tina, this is the continuing story of the relationship between my daddy and me… I was laid on the bed by daddy after I seduced him and got him to take my virginity in the bath tub. I and sucked him good, but didn’t let him cum in my mouth. I wanted all that…
This is the continuing story about Tina and her daddy…. and much more….It’s late Friday night. Tina and her dad, Tom, had taken a shower together. Tina once again sucked her daddy to an explosive cum. Once in bed, they fucked and sucked for what seemed were hours and hours before spooning together and drifting…
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I noticed the way he’d look at me whenever he thought I wasn’t looking. He’d stare for several moments, licking his lips and groping his crotch. Damn-near salivating. He was a sick, troubled bastard, and I loved it. I got off knowing that he desired me, that he wanted to pound my bare, nineteen year…
It was summer and Friday night; I was home alone. My girlfriend of two years and I had broken up two weeks ago. My daughter, Carrie Sue, in her first year of college, was out with girlfriends. I was in the family room, having a few cocktails and about to watch a porn movie I…
My Mum has gone to work. I, Sarah, was at home with my brother, Paul. My dad was out. It was a horrible day, so we stayed in. Dad came back with some beer. “What shall we do?” my dad asked. I looked at Paul and smiled. “Hmm.” “Let’s play a game of spin the…
Lexi cuddles right up and I hold her. We haven’t been this close for a long time. God, did I miss her. I had dove into work the past couple weeks. She’d fallen asleep on my chest. She is the most beautiful women. I just want her, listening to her breathing and thinking about what…
Sitting down at the kitchen table, I pour my orange juice and pick up the paper. It’s finally Saturday; I can finally relax and spend time with my baby girl. We lost her mother five years ago and since then we’ve only had each other. We have gotten very close since. I hear her coming…
It is not important how we met, but we did, she much younger than I, and both of us into some role playing. In this case it was decided that I would be her daddy and she my daughter—getting together after a long absence. She was in her 20’s, and we agreed to meet…
David had to look a dangerous temptation in her eye everyday. His beautiful, young, smart, virgin, daughter. Melissa had a smile so stunning that it made a chill travel down your spine. When she touched you it made a man’s penis tingle. And her eyes, oh her beautiful eyes. They were like big round green emeralds…
“What took you two so long?” My father and I froze in the front door. My mother was walking out of the kitchen, a cup of coffee in her hand. It was just past 5:00 a.m. I’d forgotten she woke up early to go to work. “Are you okay, Rosie?” my mother asked, walking past me…