I am wearing NO panties You always say that I am a nawty girl , I dont know why *giggles* Is it because I love to tease you while you are at work – taking the distinct pleasure of knowing you have a raging hard-on while your workers are coming in asking you questions and…
I have been observing her for weeks since she started at my job and we always exchange these looks, but I have not been able to speak to her yet. Every morning I would see her in the elevator at work and I would discreetly inhale her sweet perfume and instantly get aroused. It was pure torture to begin my day…
Fair Warning: This story is mostly a tease, but I hope it leaves you wanting the next chapter. Tom Clark slapped his belly as he looked at himself in the mirror. Rather than the flab he gotten used to over the years, his flat hand met real muscle, and like they said on those old…
*** A/N: This is a story I wrote a while ago. I’ve made some editing and proofing changes. And for those that read on Lit as well. Yes I am Kushiel. Please bare in mind when reading this I was trying to write from a seventeen year old’s perspective. Hope you enjoy! *** This is…
I grunt pushing my hips up as a strong rush pushes deep into my frame. My eyes open up slowly to my daddy thrusting deep into my pussy. Holding my legs up over his shoulders. Gripping onto my tight little ass and smashing his hips deep into my crotch. I soon recognize the moans filling…
I didn’t see Uncle Joe again until the night of the party. He was lying low I guess, not even hanging out by the pool. I was kind of disappointed, but understood why he was doing it. I should have been doing the same, not constantly hoping to catch a glimpse of him or accidently…
My eyes pop open quickly as my eyes dart to the clock. Only 8am on a Saturday why was I even up. I paused an then I look up at the door finding no one standing there. It wasn’t like I was looking for anyone in particular right?? I couldn’t be hopping for daddy to…
It was around 3:30am on a warm Saturday morning. There beside me in my bed was my niece Jessica, sleeping in her black panties and my white tank top. Her head rested on my chest with my right arm wrapped around her while her left arm was draped over my chest. I could not stop…
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“Yes Chelsea it tastes just like chicken.” Spencer laughs hard making her 32DD breasts nearly flap out of her small tank top. “Well then why would you ask me how his cock tastes?” She chuckles more flipping the channel and leaning back against the couch pushing her mini skirt up slightly. “Justin was big, but…
Saturday, later in the morning, I had been outside early mowing and doing other yard work. Nothing special, I had come in and cleaned up taking a shower and wrapping a towel around myself as I walked out of the bathroom before heading down the hallway. Her door was open. Not much, but it was…
The wind was blustering outside Adam’s window. October’s colored tears swirled in the streets as a chill descended upon the town. The trees were almost completely bare and heavier jackets were becoming an essential part of any trip outside. Winter was slowly creeping in. Courtney stared out his bedroom window into the gray dismal sky….
October 4th I’m sorry I haven’t written in you for some time now diary but life was moving too fast. However if I’m ever going to be a writer I know I need to write in you ever single day. I know you want to know about my Daddy and me. My little sex diary.Daddy,…
My Poor Dad Mother and I … Poor Dad A few weeks after I found mother with Clark and Jeremy, and we had our chat about her and dad we kind of dropped the subject of them swinging, will her swinging, dad watching. I got home from school and mother…
My Poor Dad… Part 2 Mother had told me the next day that she got up out of bed and watched me tease and touch dad and later that night we both heard him go to the bathroom down stairs and jerk off after I got up and went up stairs to…
Ever since I was a little boy, I found a slight interest which onemay consider an attraction to my aunt. I remember one time she made metry on a set of pants she wanted to give me for a present and I washeavily reluctant being very little. However she pursuaded me it wasquite all right…
