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Playing with the Girls, part 5
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new.!.!.! (m/ff/ bro/sisters) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 10, 2007)
Katie really got into it in the last part, didn't she. I've been neglecting Suzie. Now it's her turn. She's so eager to show up her big sister. I swear, they actually end up fighting over who gets to lap up the cum the get me to shoot all over my belly.
Yes, Mommy
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new.!.!.! (m/F, m/f, enema) (08k)
(date posted: Friday, February 09, 2007)
"No, Mommy. No!" Mom has me by the wrists, drags me toward her bathroom. "Never mind, you dirty little boy. I know exactly what it'll take to cure you." I don't want what's coming, but I do deserve it. No matter how fervently I promise myself I won't do it any more, I spied on her again. I'm obsessed with her; with the lovely flesh just above the top of her stockings, white, smooth, leading to...heaven. In my eleven-year old mind, I only have to imagine burying my nose there for my Willie to get hard and before I know my resolve is out the window and I'm doing it again.
Playing with the Girls, part 6
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new.!.!.! (m/f inc) (08k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 06, 2007)
'Tap, Tap...Tap, Tap' with my knuckles. There was a pause and then the door swung open. Peggy stood there in a long nightshirt, a big smile on her face. She stepped back, making way for me. Heart pounding, I entered her room and closed the door behind me. Giggling, she stepped up to me and threw her arms around me. On her tiptoes, she turned her lips up to be kissed. I kissed her, pulling her tight against me. "I'm so excited." I whispered. "Me too." She shivered. "It's been so long since..." "How quiet do we have to be?" I asked, looking around. The door of the bedroom was closed. The blinds were turned down but there was still plenty of light. "Not very." She answered. "Gram's room is upstairs and at the other end of the house." She wiggled against me, her movements suggestive. "Wanna get in bed?" "You know I do." I smiled. My penis was already half inflated.
Coming Home, part 1
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(M/F mother son inc) (32k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 01, 2007)
The most intense sexual moments I've ever experienced took place during the early stages of a love affair with my own mother. I hesitated before confessing the fact that I was involved in what society calls incest, but the story needs to be told; without my confession no one would ever know how wonderful having sex with your mother is. It was love alright, as strong as any love between man and woman, deep, passionate, thrilling. As we began to understand what was happening between us, what we wanted to happen, I began to think of incest in less and less damning terms. In the end I convinced myself incest wasn't really wrong if there was no possibility of children as a result. In this hard world we live in I think you need to take love wherever you find it. I found it with my mother. After my father was killed in a skiing accident in Colorado, Mom was totally alone until I got out of the Army about two and a half years later. I went to live at home until I could afford a place of my own. Counting college, I'd been away seven years. I'd left a boy and come back a man. The kind of man my mother liked.
Coming Home, part 2: Carny Girl
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(M/F mother son inc) (28k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 01, 2007)
Six months passed. It was late Spring when things started to get complicated. The complication's name was Betsy. The only relative my mother had who lived within a hundred miles was her younger sister Betsy. They were the first two of a string of four sisters widely separated by age. Betsy was almost nine years younger than Mom. After Betsy, more than twenty years had passed before the twins had come along. Roberta and Brianna were now just turning thirteen and of course still living at home. Betsy had been the wild one in the family, although I understood the twins were headstrong too. Betsy had run away and married a carnival hustler when she was seventeen. Her parents, in a classic act of stupidity, if I can venture an opinion, disowned her and at the moment the only one in the family who would talk to her was Mom. Betsy had come to visit a few times when her carnival was somewhere nearby. She was open, friendly, and relaxed in my presence but I, normally outgoing with women was totally tongue-tied when she was around. Did I forget to mention that she was absolutely knock-you-down, drop dead gorgeous?
Coming Home, part 3: Twins
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(Mf) (30k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 01, 2007)
What I'm about to tell you isn't going to be easy. I've thought it over and the best way is to confess right up front. My name is Tory. Yesterday was my twenty-fifth birthday. I'm six-one and weigh one-ninety. While I was in the Army I worked out three times a week with a great coach and the result was a chiseled body. Not bulky or overdone, just solid and well proportioned. I have sandy brown hair and hazel eyes. I'm outgoing and friendly. I've never had any trouble attracting women. My relationship with my mother before her untimely death was...unconventional. With me living at home after I'd gotten out of the military and my father having been out of the picture for so long, it was easy for us to slip into, become involved, interested...
Playing with the Girls, part 3: The Slumber Party
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(Mf) (15k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 01, 2007)
...We teased each other. I loved the way she looked in her little girl bathing suit as she stood dripping on the ledge of the pool, about to jump in and splash me again, her prominent mons pushed outward, the tightly stretched nylon outlining the folds of her vagina. She'd see me looking at her there and wiggle her hips from side to side, sassing me, and then jump in, splashing water everywhere. She'd wade right up to me and press her lower body against me and I'd feel her fingers touch my penis underwater, where no one could see, squeezing it. Giggling, she'd flit away again before I could grab her, knowing how she was teasing me, a dark satisfaction in her eyes.
Playing with the Girls, part 2: Sweet Suzie Q
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(M/f bro/sis inc) (06k)
(date posted: Tuesday, January 30, 2007)
The following Saturday, Suzie and I managed to have some more fun. Saturdays were great because my father liked to go fishing and mom usually did her shopping for the week and would be gone all morning and sometimes even until near dinner if she decided to drive to the city to shop. My sixteen-year-old sister Katie liked to go with her, so most Saturdays I had the run of the house - except for Suzie, who I was supposed to be watching. If Mom and Dad known how seriously I took my job, they'd have fainted dead away.
Playing with the Girls, part 1: Fun In The Cellar
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(b/g Bro/Sis inc) (10k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 28, 2007)
Playing with the Girls is the story of a thirteen-year-old Tory's introduction to sex. It's not long before he's got his kid sister interested, and even his cousin, and when sixteen-year-old Katie teases him, he gets really brave and tries it with her, too. What does Katie do? That part of the story comes in part five, but meanwhile, kick back and join Tory, Suzie, and Peggy in their next door neighbor's cellar.
Seein' Dad
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(M/ff dad/daut inc) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 27, 2007)
"Hey Brenda," Connie whispered. "I just heard Mom tell Dad not to forget our baths tonight. Maybe we'll get a chance to see him naked." Brenda's mouth fell open. "Daddy? How would we do that?" "When you get undressed, do whatever you can to get him to look at your poochie. We've got to get him horny or he'll never do it." Brenda giggled. "I've never seen Daddy naked." Connie leaned closer to her sister. "You'd like to though, wouldn't you." Their eyes met and locked for several seconds. Finally, Brenda shrugged. "Yeah. Make him look at my poochie. I'll do my best."
Inbox
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(f/F sis/sis inc) (07k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 25, 2007)
To: AQuarterman@mrdouble.com "My name is Suzie. I'm a divorced woman, 23. I loved your story "Big Red", from Mr. Double's site. It was erotic and very well written. I became very excited, and well...you know what I did then, don't you, you devil." "Anyway, I wonder, would you be willing to help me tell the story of my own introduction to sex? This also came at the hands of an older woman - only in my case it was my sister. I'm a very poor writer, but my experience was so memorable I think others might enjoy reading about it. Please let me know one way or the other..."
The Introductory Special
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(M/f) (06k)
(date posted: Monday, March 20, 2006)
When the girl from the apartment next door catches Mister White looking at pictures of very young girls on his computer, he claims it's "research" and she decides he needs her help finding exactly what he's looking for.
Wet Dreamer
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(F/m mom/son inc) (06k)
(date posted: Sunday, April 10, 2005)
"Oh, oh," Tim said. "What’s the matter, honey?" I didn’t really need to have him explain. I could feel it for myself. His partly swollen penis had fitted itself right into the crease of my sex. My rayon shorts were filmy, but at least they were there. "My, ah, my..." "Shhh. Ignore it, honey. Help will be here soon. Try to be still."
Ackley's Revenge
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(M/f, uncle/neice inc M/M forced) (28k)
(date posted: Thursday, March 31, 2005)
It's not often I let Ackley have his way. But what the heck, the new film is finished and I have the next few weeks off. I decide to let him cut loose just this once. "Ya HOOOO!" Ackley howls as he pushes her panties aside and plunges deep into the soft, sweet pussy of my co-star Virginia Woud. Virginia shivers and humps me. "Oh yes! Your cock feels so good, so thick and long. I don't think my pussy could stretch another millimeter."
Big Red....
(Mf) (18k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
Lucy Spell finished drying herself and looked into the full-length mirror attached to the back of the bathroom door. She sighed, resigning herself to the truth as she stood naked, evaluating her body. She wasn't pretty. At thirteen, going on fourteen, her facial features were off somehow - not suited for one another: she had a prominent nose, her ears were large, and her wide, full mouth bristled with a maze of silver braces and tiny rubber bands. There was nothing she could do about it. Her mom was long gone, and neither her big brother nor her dad were about to give her any beauty tips, that was for sure. The only 'tip' either of them was interested in giving her was the one at the end of his big fat cock.
Coed Kids Camp
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(M/fff cons) (45k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
My name is Willy. I'm twenty this summer and have a job as a counselor/swimming instructor at a summer camp in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. It's located on the shores of Lake G--- about five miles from the resort town, but can only be accessed by water. Parents bring their kids in on Sunday and leave later the same day. Boys and girls are housed in separate cabins, but many of the activities are coed. Girls like me. Far back as I can remember, there's always one or two lurking, helping Mom, or just happening to be in the neighborhood, but I could care less. Mom doesn't understand. She's always saying I should give one a chance, but I don't care enough to bother. Anyway, the summer is divided into four two-week camp sessions and the kids range in age from nine to thirteen.
Growing Toby
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(F/m, mom/son inc) (18k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
This is the story of a lonely mother who only wants one thing from life - for her son to be a professional athlete. She finds a very unusual way to help. When she learns maybe she helped a little too much, she realizes that maybe, just maybe, there might be one other thing worth living for - and her son has it.
Heat Wave
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(M/F dad/daughter inc) (14k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
When my daughter Casey reached the age of eighteen, she couldn't wait to try her wings. I bought her a little car, a four-year-old Honda, signed the appropriate student loan papers, and off she went to college. College wasn't for her. Too much other stuff she wanted to do, like run around in her car visiting friends when she should have been in class. It cost me a pretty penny, the entire fiasco, but I'm not so old I forgot what it's like to be young. Compared to me at that age, the kid was practically mother Theresa. Eventually Casey got a mall job and found enough roommates to be able to afford a nice house. Soon she was promoted to store manager. I felt pretty good about that, she was earning twenty thousand a year and she was just barely nineteen.
Mfa.com
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(F/m mom/son) (15k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
Mary Holliday held her breath, trying not to move or otherwise reveal that she was awake. It was still dark, nowhere near dawn yet. Somehow, she'd sensed the presence of her son's hand near the waistband of her underpants, but did not actually awaken until he stirred in his sleep and his fingers slipped lower. So low they covered the mound of her vulva, touching it through the thin cloth of her underpants and also brushing the sensitive skin of her thighs just below. He lay close, pressed into her, one leg over hers near her knee. It was not unusual for them to touch as they slept, but lately... She waited in silence. Nothing. After a minute she breathed again, relaxing. He slept on, his breathing regular and deep. Still, she didn't move for several minutes. The very idea of fingers on her sex was delicious. Very pleasant, especially when he twitched in his sleep.
Missy Sleeps Over
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(F/f mom/daughter group) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
Suzie and her friend Missy burst into the kitchen. "Can Missy stay over tonight, Mom?" Mary smiled. Missy lived down the street. Thanksgiving Recess started the next day. "I guess it'll be okay, honey. Did your mom say okay, Missy?" Missy giggled, "She said she'd be glad to have a night off," Missy's mother was divorced. Mary eyed her daughter's friend. Missy had just turned thirteen. Pert breasts filled her training bra. She stood straight, causing them to jut out and up. It was obvious how proud of them she was. She was a cute little package.
My Two Nurses
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(M/F brother/sister/neice inc) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
When I came to I was in bed and it was morning. "These are very large, very deep contusions," a voice said, speaking to someone outside my field of vision. "I can't remember seeing so many on one person before." "This guy walked into the maw of hell and saved his niece from being gang raped. When we got there they were pounding him with chains, sticks, bottles and God only knows what else, but it was like they weren't even touching him."
Taming Ackley
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(Bro/sis neice exhib lesbian inc) (27k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
With my sister Katie living in Jersey and me working on the West Coast, we hadn't seen each other for a few years. We'd always been really close, and this week at the shore was to be a chance for us to catch up on things. The first thing my niece Sarah wanted to do when we arrived was go down to the water, and she pleaded until I agreed to go with her. Down close to the water the sand was firm and cool. Sarah and I walked and talked, enjoying the beach, getting to know each other again. The last time I'd seen her she was just a squirt, but now she was fourteen and on the edge of womanhood.
Teaching Mom
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(F/b mom/son F/F lesbian group) (24k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
David Bond was a bright boy. A very, very, bright boy. How bright was David? He was so bright he knew enough to conceal his gift. No one knew. He lived a double life. Around his mother he was a prototypical twelve-year-old. At his keyboard he was a computer engineer, a physicist, a psychologist, an educator, an emotionally mature, functional adult. Yes, David Bond was a full-fledged genius. Bullshit, you probably think. How could a twelve-year-old kid become so sophisticated without people knowing?
The Bad Mom
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(M/b mom/sons inc) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
Alice Faye was not a tall woman but her thin build and relatively long legs gave the impression of tallness. Standing beside her you realized she was just average, about five feet four or so. She was attractive in a quiet way. She still had her figure even after three natural births - all boys. She had light brown hair and hazel eyes. She was thirty-one but looked like she was in her early twenties. Alice had a good job, was educated and intelligent. Her fatal flaw was a general inability to relax in the presence of men. On the telephone with male clients, she functioned perfectly - was friendly, outgoing, relaxed. But during personal one to one meetings with men she pulled into a shell and was barely able to function at all.
The Lick Puppy
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(M/g inc) (05k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
It was Sunday afternoon. My aunt and uncle were in the living room. Friends had dropped in for a visit. I was charged with watching my six-year-old cousin Darlene. My eleven-year-old cousin Elsie was in her room. Darlene and I were in the TV room in the west wing of the L-shaped house. I was visiting for the summer and working the ranch with my uncle. It was a special treat for me the summer before I left to begin college. There were very few girls my age in the small New Mexico town. It had been several weeks since I'd had any sex. I was horny as hell.
The Magic Swimsuit
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(M/g father/daughter inc) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
Alex Morgan sat on the examining table in the office of his HMO physician. He was thirty-four. He'd come up the hard way, and this was his reward. His business, started in his garage twelve years earlier, now had two hundred employees and a net worth in the mid-eight-figure range. He worked eighty-hour weeks; he hadn't had a vacation in nine years; his family fell apart; he had chest pains.
The Ninja Turtle Bandaid
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(M/g reluc) (06k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005)
The girl in the seat across the aisle from me was twelve. Her parents deposited her aboard the bus around three that afternoon. She was on the way to visit her grandmother in Cedar Rapids. They asked me to kind of keep an eye on her. I'm lucky to be one of those rare persons people seem to automatically trust. After an hour or so we struck up a conversation and by now she was relaxed and chattering away, excited at the prospect of her first real adventure away from home without her parents. We were scheduled to reach Cedar Rapids at eleven the next morning and would spend the night on the bus. "Want to play cards to pass the time?" I asked.
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