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(4 kb)Makeout Artist (M/f inc) By Dreemluvr
Being a father of two teenagers as many of you know can bring upon a multitude of joys, heartaches, and surprises. Never in my wildest dreams would I believe the surprise I got last night when I came home early from my business trip. I have raised Michael and Tammy for the past four years alone since my wife died. With Michael who just turned 13, it was easier than tending to the needs of his older sister who was 15. I tried my best with Tammy but knew I could never replace a mother in her life. Tammy loved me very much and we had a wonderful relationship, but I’ m sure she missed having someone to relate to from the same sex. - makmot~1.zip
(6 kb)Making Mother My Slut
Janice followed her son into the livingroom, the taste of his cum still fresh on her tongue. She wasn't sure what her son meant when he had said "teach" her, but she would do her best to please him. John was all she had left now, and losing him would just kill her. "It won't be so bad," she thought. "After all, if I was willing to do anything for that bastard online, I should be willing to do anything for my own beloved son." Janice had no way of knowing that it had been John manipulating her from the start. That he was the reason the once happy, well balanced mother was now a mental wreck. Even if she was to find out, she wouldn't have cared...not really, not now. - mandy.zip
(24 kb)Mandy and the Kids (mf,pedo,incest)
Mandy Todd stretched her long, slender body on the huge towel, the hot sand beneath her. She rested her face on crossed arms, her smoldering eyes hidden behind dark glasses. Her rich auburn hair moved lazily in the slight breeze coming off the ocean. Sitting as her side, her young son Derick was pouring tanning oil onto her back, rubbing it into her satiny flesh. his hands felt good on her skin, the slow way they moved up and down from her shoulders to her skimpy bikini bottom. she had untied her halter, not wanting to have a tell-tale strip of whiteness on her flesh. It was bad enough she had to wear the bottom, as it was. - mandy1.zip
(4 kb)Mandy's Story (mf, pedo)
Mandy, a vivacious and growing 10 year old, loved her father very much. Theirs was a special rela- tionship, Mandy always liked cuddling with her father. Every time daddy was watching TV Mandy would snuggle next to him. She liked it when it was cold at night, and they would wrap up in a blanket and daddy would put his arm around her and hold her tight. Mandy's mother worked at night so Mandy loved spending time with her father. Mandy was out of school for the holidays, it was 6:00 p.m. and mommy was getting ready for work. John saw, his wife standing there in a pair of panties and bra. "Hi sexy." John said. Marie was bent over as John slipped one hand between her legs cupping her mound. John slowly started rubbing Marie's pussy when they heard Mandy ask, "What are you doing?" - mandy2.zip
(10 kb)Mandy's new day(ped inc m\f)
Mandy,a vivacious and growing 10yo,loved her father very much.Their's was a special relationship,Mandy always like cuddling with her father John.Every time John was watching TV Mandy would snuggle next to hIM.She like it when it was cold at night,they would wrap up in a blanket and John would put his arm around her and hold her tight.Mandy's mother Marie worked at night so Mandy loved spending time with her father. Mandy was out of school for xmas holiday,it was 6:00p.m. and Marie was getting ready for work .John saw Marie standing in a pair of panties and bra."hi sexy."John said.Marie was bent over as John slipped one hand between Marie's legs cupping her mound. - mandy2a.zip
(4 kb)Mandy's Story. PART 2
John at first felt bad that he let his little girl jack him off but was determined not to let anything like this happen again. But two hours latter John awoke with a raging hard on, he was still groggy from sleep he snuggled closer to his 'wife' and placed his dick between her legs. She was all curled up in a ball with her back to him. John groan when he felt how wet she was, his long dick was sliding against her pussy lips, it felt very tight with her legs closed. Mandy woke up when she felt her father's hard dick slide between her legs. She had left on the KY and it was very slick between her legs. - mandy3.zip
(5 kb)Mandy's Story. PART 3
After an hour of pressing his hard dick against his wife's soft ass John turned over on his side and without realizing it felt his hard dick press up against his daughter's ass. John not wanting to wake his wife pressed forward until the head of his dick was wedged between the cheeks of Mandy's ass. John knew it was wrong to feel like this but he just wanted to fuck Mandy one more time. His dick throbbed as it slid between the wet cheeks of her ass. After a couple of minutes of pressing against Mandy's ass John tensed when he felt his wife's hand slide around him. - mandys.zip
(10 kb)Mandy Story
Mandy, a vivacious and growing 10yo, loved her father very much. Their's was a special relationship, Mandy always like cuddling with her father John. Every time John was watching TV Mandy would snuggle next to him. She like it when it was cold at night, they would wrap up in a blanket and John would put his arm around her and hold her tight. Mandy's mother Marie worked at night so Mandy loved spending time with her father. Mandy was out of school for xmas holiday, it was 6:00p.m. and Marie was getting ready for work. John saw Marie standing in a pair of panties and bra. "hi sexy." John said. Marie was bent over as John slipped one hand between Marie's legs cupping her mound. John slowly started rubbing Marie's pussy lip when they heard "what are you doing" Mandy said. - mandys~1.zip
(18 kb)Mandy and her son (Complete story)
The living room was a total mess, Mandy Allwood looked round the room with a look of disgust. She'd just got in from work, after a hard day at the hospital where she worked as a nurse she did't want to come home and find her house like this, there were magazines strewn across the sofa and over the coffee table, videos cases left on the floor by the television and cups and plates scattered in various places around the room. Only one person could be responsible for this Mandy thought, her son Mark. She'd told him not to bring his friends round while she was at work, he' obviously ignored what she'd told him, he been doing that alot just recently, at 17 he was becoming more and more independant wanting to be his own man, which was fine with her as long as he took some responsibility around the house. - manmad20.zip
(2 kb)MANHATTAN MADNESS: Chap 20 (more oral inc)
Julie stood in the front door, the keys dangling in her hand, listening to the sex sounds coming from her bedroom...their bedroom. It was the last thing in the world that she thought she would be hearing on returning to try to patch things up with her lover. Holding her breath, she slowly closed the apartment door and looked through the open door of the bedroom. She could see part of a crouched body on the bed and a hand holding the leg of whoever was on top. 'Don't tell me my plan actually worked?!' she thought as she moved away from the front door, out of sight of the pair in the bedroom. Apparently, they had not heard her enter so she moved toward the bedroom doorway to watch. - mar10_12.zip
(16 kb)Marie (m/f, f/f) (10/12)
By the time he arrived, I was in a state. I'd dome everything I could to prepare -- tanned like crazy, read up all I could about his damn ol' Mets, even bought a sexy peignoir -- and laid in plans for It. I was determined to seduce my step-brother. The night before he was arrive at Toledo Express Airport (which he always referred to as "Toledo International Spaceport," just to rub it in) I showered and stood bare-butt naked in from of the mirror on the back of the door to the room I shared with Jeanne. I looked myself over. All of a sudden, in the past three weeks, I'd started developing again -- wildly. My bust was up to a 29C and my waist was still a little bitty 19 and my hips were barely 26 inches. - marrie~1.zip
(78 kb)The Married Sister. By Eric Courtney
It was a lovely morning. But, then, it was always a lovely morning in San Diego. A Mr. Branson, retired, henpecked, was out tending his garden bright and early. His wife was pleased with his sudden interest in gardening. Actually, old Branson didn't care a hang about flowers or lawns, they were all weeds to him. What he did care about and why he was out in the garden bright and early every morning was for the pleasure and excitement of seeing their neighbor, young Gail Hanover, walk out of her house and down to the mailbox and then back up the path again. - mary7.zip
(6 kb)My Sister Mary by MikeyBear. Chapter 7 (mf inc)
The next week we left on our annual vacation. This did not give Mary and I many chances to experiment with our newly found sexuality. However, one night while we were on the road, Mom and Dad got two adjoining motel rooms instead of the normal one. Mary, David and I were to stay in one room while Mom and Dad were in the other. Mary and I quickly knew why this was happening. Mary and I played in the motel pool for a while after dinner, while Mom played with David in the kiddy pool. We went back to the rooms and watched TV until about 10:00 when Dad told us it was time to go to bed. We went into the other room where David was already asleep in his crib. "You two be quiet so you don't wake up your little brother," Mom said after we had changed into our PJ's and crawled into our separate beds. - mastmom2.zip
(9 kb)Masturbating Mom by Eros
I was totally horny. I couldn't stand it any longer. My husband, Jim was away on business again and I couldn't wait another minute, much less another two days. My son, Paul was out on a date, so I was all alone in the house... alone and frustrated! My pussy wanted attention in the worst way. Since Jim wasn't around to help the situation, I was just going to have to take matters into my own hands.....so to speak. I wasn't new to masturbation. Quite the contrary. I loved doing it. It was fun. Some of my girl friends said that they would never do such a thing to themselves. It was too "dykey". That's a lot of crap. I like it. It feels good. But I don't have any desire to mess around with other women. It's just a personal experience that I enjoy whenever Jim can't fulfill my needs. - mattan~1.zip
(6 kb)Matt And His Sister by Endless Nights
It was a bright spring day. I was riding my bike home from another day at school. School seemed so pointless to me, being 15-years-old. Today I was pedaling just a little faster than usual. I wanted to get home quicker since there was something I wanted to do. I got home and parked my bike in the garage. Mom and dad were at work just like every school day. They didn't usually come home till dinner-time which was good for me. I had the whole house to myself. Except my sister who was a year younger than me. But she usually minded her own business so it wasn't a big deal. People always say she and I look alike; I guess we do. We're both about 5' 10" (she's about 2 inches shorter than me), brown eyes, black hair. Her hair was long and tied in a ponytail opposed to my short parted hair. - meandg~1.zip
(6 kb)Me and My Granddaughter by Bill Johnson
When my son and his wife asked me to let my eighteen year old granddaughter stay with me while they went for an extended stay in Europe, I was delighted to say yes. She arrived at my home with three large suitcases and a big smile. She was wearing a light blue top which left no question as to whether or not she was wearing a bra. The answer was in the negative. Her parents left and I helped he settle in. The second day she was there, I went looking for her and found her in her bathroom. I had not bothered to knock. She sat on the edge of her tub. My granddaughter was quite naked. Her body looked even better without clothes. Her breasts were about he size of cantaloupes. The nipples were upthrust, I think the term is. - meandg~2.zip
(6 kb)Me and My Granddaughter by Bill Johnson
When my son and his wife asked me to let my eighteen year old granddaughter stay with me while they went for an extended stay in Europe, I was delighted to say yes. She arrived at my home with three large suitcases and a big smile. She was wearing a light blue top which left no question as to whether or not she was wearing a bra. The answer was in the negative. Her parents left and I helped he settle in. The second day she was there, I went looking for her and found her in her bathroom. I had not bothered to knock. She sat on the edge of her tub. My granddaughter was quite naked. Her body looked even better without clothes. Her breasts were about he size of cantaloupes. The nipples were upthrust, I think the term is. - meandm~1.zip
(5 kb)Me and my 9yr old daughter
It was a warm spring afternoon i picked up my daughter from school as i do most days. This wouldn't turn out to be like any other day though.My wife and i had been married for 11 years now,we had a great marrage,Our sex life was great we always seem to be able to please each other.We meet when we were only 17,we dated for about two years and then married.Our daughter was born about a year later.Up till Summer was born we were part animals.We traveled alot and didn't have a care in the world.My wife was a very beautiful woman, long light brown hair, great legs, huge breast and always kept her self in shape.Any where went went all the guys would fix there eyes on her.This turned me on knowing they were looking at her. She seemed to enjoy it as much me. - meandmom.zip
(5 kb)Me and Mom
My parents were divorced and my mom was really lonely. I moved back into her house temporarily house after a failed marriage. I was in my early twenties and she was in her early fifties. Ever since I could remember my mother never shut her door so I could see her dressing and undressing. She used to wear pajamas that were sheer and never wore underwear underneath so I could see her large nipples and huge areola. She had large drooping breasts and because she had a lot of kids her waist was big. She was round but still very sensual. I used to masturbate a lot. She knew and it excited her because she used to barge in on me in my bedroom and sometimes the bathroom. she never actually caught me but I could tell she wanted to. - mecj.zip
(5 kb)Me & C.J. (mf (pre)teen incest)
I can remember when I really started noticing CJ. It was not long after she turned 11, when her body really started catching up to her mind. Intellectually, she had always been years ahead, reading at a 7th grade level in 3rd grade, and she took her first college-level course the summmer before 8th grade. Up until then, she had a perfectly normal 11-year-old's body. Not that I minded, I had had sex with an 11-year-old girl before, and was left totally amazed at how sexy a girl could make herselt at that age. Anyway, CJ (it stands for Cathi Janell, by the way) had been 11 for two months or so when her hormones took off like Shaq. She had a B chest by the time she was halfway to 12, and made C days before she turned 12. Also, her flirtatious side really kicked in when she started developing. - megan.zip
(6 kb)Megan and her Dad
Megan was 11 when John and his wife dad split up. He had moved out of state, and even though he had really wanted to see Megan and he had visitation rights, there was just not enough money for a ticket. That wasn't a problem anymore, though, because his work had finally paid off. He had a beach front house at Malibu, a brand new 944 in the garage and, most of all, had sent Megan a first-class round trip ticket to come see him for three weeks over the summer break. As he waited nervously at the gate, the door finally opened and people started exiting the plane. It had been four years since he had seen his daughter -- what would she look like now? He wondered if she would blame him for leaving even though it was always clear that it was never his idea. - melissa.zip
(5 kb)By Melissa
My name is Melissa and I live with my twin sister and my two parents in a little, cramped, one-bedroom apartment. Needless to say, we don't get much privacy there, but that was exactly the reason that we all became lovers, and now privacy is no longer an issue. Two months ago, my sister, Beth, and I were on the hide-a-bed couch together, but we were not sleeping. We were doing anything but. We both shave our pussies and we had our lips locked on each other's in a heated sixty-nine. I just loved what we were doing, our tongues in each other's pink folds while our hands cupped one another's ass cheeks. I loved it when my face was buried in her pussy and I liked it even better when she came and I got a whole mouthful of my sister's snatch juice. - memomf~1.zip
(9 kb)Me, Mom and Lots of Friends by Anon Y. Mous
This story involving my Mom is true having begun earlier this year. I'm writing only because I have no one else to share it with. All the names are real, although I've made up some dialog to enhance the story because I don't remember exactly every word that was said in each situation. As bizarre as this sounds, if it wasn't for my friends, I would never have fucked my Mom. Let me explain: I'm an eighteen year-old college male, in-between my freshman and sophomore years. I go away to school although it's only forty miles from my house. I come home on weekends and one weekend after last fall semester, my Dad angrily told me that he and Mom were getting divorced. She confirmed it, and of course, both blamed the other. - m-fker~1.zip
(6 kb)The M-Fkers Club (Story, Part 1) By JelleyRoll
I was a very shy boy as I entered puberty. That, however, did not keep me from getting boners. For years I had hung around older boys in the neighborhood and listened to them talk about girls and their cunts. I really got aroused when one of the boys would tell a story about sticking his cock into a girl's cunt. It was the summer vacation after my 12th birthday when Clark, my best friend, taught me about jacking off. He said he had been doing it for more than a year and it really made his cock feel good. I wondered why my older brother, Blake, had never told me about jacking off. He was 14. He had to know all about it, too. - m-fuck~1.zip
(5 kb)M-Fuckers Club (Story, Part 2) By JelleyRoll
Blake and I both went with mom to the Mother-Fuckers Club the next time. We giggled all the way there as we made plans on how we were going to have fun with mom. "I wanna eat yer pussy tonight, mom" Blake said. "Ya on the rag?" "No, honey, mommy isn't on the rag." "Oh, fuck, I wanna eat yer cunt when yer on the rag. I wanna pull off yer Kotex pad and smell yer dirty cunt, then lap up all that fuckin' blood and gunk." "Maybe next week, honey. That's when my period is scheduled to begin. I'm going to hold you to your word. I want you to eat my pussy tonight anyway ... and teach your little brother here how to do it, too." - m-fuck~2.zip
(7 kb)M-Fuckers Club (Story, Part 3) By JelleyRoll
It was so weird to be sitting around the dinner table at home and be talking about all kinds of sex and using "dirty" words in front of mom. Up until my brother Blake had told our mother that he had caught me jacking off, sex had been a taboo subject in our house. Now we talked about sex as commonly as we would about the weather. It was weird. Can you imagine sitting down to dinner and having your mother tell you to jack off for her instead of ordering you to eat your carrots. For me, at 12 years of age, it was weird, mighty weird. Hell, Blake would come right out and ask mother, "How's yer fuck hole tonight, mom, hot and wet? Been playin' with yerself today?" - mikean~1.zip
(4 kb)Mike and Jenny, part 3 (m/f inc) By Dreemluvr
My 13 year old sister, Jenny, looked up into my eyes. She had just finished giving me the absolute best blow job I've ever had. I never would have guessed my little sister was such a good cocksucker. But watching her please her boyfriend earlier afforded me the blackmail I needed to turn my sister into my sex slave for an entire week. But after feeling her lips around my shaft and the way she held my cock, I felt I had to return the favor. I knew she was still a virgin and I loved my little sis enough to make sure her first time would be special. "Jenny," I began, "I know I told you earlier that in order for me to not tell mom what you and Nick were doing that you'd have to do whatever I said for a whole week. - milking.zip
(23 kb)Mother's Milk. By B. Traven (1/4)
Jack pushed the door open with his foot awkwardly and entered his house. Both his hands were occupied; he was carrying with a large plastic bag of disposable diapers in one hand and two bags of groceries precariously balanced in other arm. Jack set the packages on the kitchen table. "Mom?" No answer. He looked in her bedroom, and saw his mother cradling his baby brother. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Bobby kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. - miom6_11.zip
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She cooked them a strengthening meal, steak and baked potatoes, a green salad and spring peas. They had milk while Lauralee drank strong coffee and spiked her final cup with good brandy. She still wasn't quite used to sitting around naked with her equally bare son and his young wife, especially doing something as mundane and familiar as finishing dinner. That would come with time, she thought, as most of her earlier programming had already. She didn't need to hide her body behind a stylish shield of clothes; it was a good body, sensual and pleasure-giving. People love it, all the hillocks and crevices, all the smooth skin and warm flesh. Now she did, also. Bettina helped her clear the table, and they stuffed dishes into the washer while Robbie went to clean up. - misty.zip
(7 kb)"DADDY'S BEST" (M/f, in)
My bedroom is directly across the hall from the bathroom; and there is a small gap around one side where the bathroom door doesn't fit tightly. One night when I was about 12; I was sitting on my bed doing homework when I saw daddy go into the bathroom with a magazine in his hand. At first; I didn't think anything of it...he did that a lot. "Going to the Library", he would say. But this time I noticed that he was carrying a Playboy magazine! And; even at 12 years old, I knew what Playboy was. But I (at that time) didn't know what kind of fascination that type of book held for men. - mitzvah.zip
(7 kb)Bar Mitsvah
"Charlie! Aunt Viv's at the front door, go let her in!" "Alright, Mom!" Charlie Meier jumped off the couch and pulled open the front door. His mother, Roxanne, was upstairs getting dressed. Aunt Vivianne swept in, and gave her 13-year-old nephew a hug. "Umph," she said, squeezing him, "How big you've gotten. It's been just YEARS since I've seen you. So let me look at you. Turn around. What a little man." Charlie was hardly little. Skinny, yes, but at 5'11" he towered above his petite, dark-haired aunt. She and his mother hardly seemed like sisters. Red-headed Roxanne was larger, heavier, fairer and bustier than Vivianne; she faavored their Irish father. Vivianne was small, slim, dark-haired and dark-eyed. She favored their Russian-Jewish mother. Charlie looked like neither of them, favoring his run-off Dad. - mlove1.zip
(1 kb)MomLover (m/F, Inc, Con, Mom/Son)
I am 12. I've been masturbating on Mom's bed for about a year, especially onto her bras. I get home from school, and knowing Mom won't be home for over an hour, I get out one of her bras and start to fantasize about her, rubbing myself into the bra. I work out a long, involved fantasy, enjoying my thought and the feel of her bra. I'm so into the fantasy that I don't hear Mom come home, shower, etc. The next thing I know is that the door opens. Mom came home early to get ready for a date, and when she opens my door, she is wearing a low-cut dress, slim straps over her shoulder; her clevage is pushed up by a red bra that can just be seen through the dress. Mom stares at me, and I start to wilt. "So," she says, "I figured you were doing that to my bras, but I finally caught you...too bad I have to leave soon." - mlove1_2.zip
(13 kb)Motherly Love (mf, inc, cons, anal)
I'm still not sure how it all happened. It started off as just another summer weekend. My mother had kept me busy all day moving furniture and cleaning up around the house. It was the end of a long hot summer and I wouldn't have to go back to school for another six weeks. I was starting my senior year in high school that year. While dressed only in an old pair of cut-off jean shorts,.I worked laboriously in the stifling heat. Mom was wearing navy-blue shorts and a white blouse tied off at her mid-riff, revealing just a glimpse of her slim waistline. Her long brown hair was tied back in a pony-tail with one of those brightly colored elastic bands that she favored so much. Mom was a real knock-out. She could have easily passed as a model, even at her age of 39. She had the figure that younger women would have killed for. - mlove2.zip
(5 kb)MomLover - Rememberances (b/F,Inc,Con,Mom/Son)
As far as I can tell, Mom and I have always had a special relationship. She tells me it started after I was born, not yet a week old. My father had left the hospital on my birth night, never to return. Mom says the idea of a family just scared him away. It doesn't matter, I'm glad he's gone. If he were still here, things would have developed much differently. Anyway, Mom said that as an infant, I breast fed with an erection. The pediatritian said that it was normal, but I guess Mom hated to think that I, as a baby, were suffering from blue-balls. Mom said that she used to rub my tiny cock until it went down. I never ejaculated, but she said I had pleasure spasms. After about two months, Mom realized that raising me was going to preclude her having much of a social life, so she decided to have one with me. - mm1_4.zip
(6 kb)Mother's Milk [TABOO VI]. By B. Traven
Jack pushed the door open with his foot awkwardly and entered his house. Both his hands were occupied; he was carrying with a large plastic bag of disposable diapers in one hand and two bags of groceries precariously balanced in other arm. Jack set the packages on the kitchen table. "Mom?" No answer. He looked in her bedroom, and saw his mother cradling his baby brother. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Bobby kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. - mm1_4a.zip
(6 kb)Mother's Milk (inc,cons). By B. Traven.
Jack pushed the door open with his foot awkwardly and entered his house. Both his hands were occupied; he was carrying with a large plastic bag of disposable diapers in one hand and two bags of groceries precariously balanced in other arm. Jack set the packages on the kitchen table. "Mom?" No answer. He looked in her bedroom, and saw his mother cradling his baby brother. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Bobby kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. - mm2_4.zip
(6 kb)Mothers Milk (2/4)
He looked over the pump. The electric connections at least visually seemed to be good. He pressed lightly on a few mechanical pieces, but he saw no problem. He flicked on the switch. Nothing happened. He felt around the moist cup of the machine. "Mom, maybe you have to ... stick it in to activate it." His mom lifted her heavy breast and gently pushed her left breast inside in pump's cup. Since his hand was still touching the outside cup of the cup, looking for a microswitch of some kind, his mom's breast rested lightly against his index finger. It felt warm and full. He was too scared and too excited to move his hand, but she said nothing. He flicked the switch with his other hand. Nothing. - mm3_4.zip
(7 kb)Mothers Milk (3/4). By B. Traven
Jack slept restlessly, tossing and turning. A kiss. Another kiss. He opened his eyes and saw his mother peering out of the darkness. He realized that his cock was hard and sticking out of his pajama pants. He quickly put himself back in, hoping Mom didn't see. Although, did it matter any more? "Jack, its time again." she said very somberly for something that was exciting to both of them. He sat up and held his head. "Uh, OK, Mom." he said groggily. He looked at his digital clock and saw it was 3:15am. She stood there a minute silently. "In my bedroom, Jack." she finally said. He followed his mother into the bedroom. The room was dark. She opened her robe. He could see the outline of his mother's nakedness. Was she still wearing the panties? He smelled the earthy dairy smell coming from her milk. - mm4_4.zip
(7 kb)Mothers Milk (4/4). By B. Traven
Her bedroom was dark. For a moment Jack thought she wasn't home and paniced. But when he peeked into his mom's bedroom he saw that she was waiting for him. The soft flickering light from many candles outlined his mother's nudity and she laid across the bed smiling up at him. They made love slowly in the candlelight. He started to learn how to sense responses in his mother's body and pace himself accordingly. Jack and his mother took their time exploring each other bodies. They slowly built up their passion as they fucked until they came together in a warm embrace. Later that night they changed tactics and teased each other mercilessly as they fucked each other hard, almost rough; and came together in a violent orgasm. Throughout the night they took turns waking up one another and fucking. - mmar15.zip
(8 kb)MOM'S IN ON THE MARRIAGE
She fretted through a cup of coffee that cloyed the top of her mouth, rinsed the cup and put it away. Then Lauralee said the hell with it and poured herself a drink. Out at parties with her husband, she had managed to nurse a weak drink most of the evening, and only took two, at most. Now she didn't mind a jolt or three, to loosen things up; another surprise for Marshall. Oh lord, she thought; what a miserable, uptight woman she had been, slicking off all her little pat answers as to what was right and what was grievously wrong, and never imagining that she could be mistaken in anything. It was a wonder that Marshall put up with her for so long. He must have loved her. - mom1.zip
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About a year and a half after my "family experience" I had developed quite well in the personal area. My cock had grown to its full extent. 8 and 1/2 inches. I was very proud. So was Susan. She would "show" me to her friends and we would all have a good time. When ever we could arrange to get the parents and Sara out of the house, we would have a little party. Most of the time alone. But every once in a while Kelly or one of Susan's other friend would join us. I never had another gay experience. (To date, I have only had 2 gay experiences since that first time with Jim.) Anyway, it was summer, I was swimming in the pool, my father was away on business, Sara and Susan had gone to spend the week at Grandma's. They often went to help grandma with the yard work. - mom2_3.zip
(7 kb)MOM'S HEALING LOVE by J. Boswell
We managed to get through the rest of the day and that night, but I still didn't get to sleep in my own bed. Without the pain-killer that the hospital had given Matty, sleeping was almost impossible for him. I stayed awake as much as I could, forcing him to stay on his back whenever he tried to roll onto his right side. When the sun came up, I was exhausted. I climbed out of Matty's bed and dressed in a bathing suit and robe before I woke him. In the shower, as I removed my robe, Matty saw my bathing suit and smiled, "I thought you said we had to throw modesty out the window for a while?" "We did -- yours! I'm the Mother and I get to wear a bathing suit." As the shower progressed, Matty became hard again. After washing his genitals, the skin on his penis was taut and was glowing pink. I was stuck about what to do. - mom3_3.zip
(7 kb)MOM'S HEALING LOVE by J. Boswell
The dam had finally burst, the walls came crashing down, and I wondered which one of us had been more turned on by my daily hand jobs? Had I just been doing Matty a favor -- no different than drying him or dressing him or feeding him? Or had I been seducing him all along? Maybe it was more than the hand jobs. Matty later told me that he had been sneaking into my room for years, spying on me in the shower almost every morning, more than once watching me let the shower's pulsing water masturbate me (one of my favorite masturbation methods). He also admitted that the previous Saturday night wasn't the first time he had spied on me and my dates (but it was the first time I had done "something interesting!"). - momadva.zip
(11 kb)Mom Takes Advantage
I had just graduated from college, age 23. I was seeing a pretty wild girl, Susan, who was very into bondage and control. Things had not been going very well between us, and I had a feeling that tonight would probably be our last date. I was living at home with Mom, Dad died about 5 years before, and the expenses were much cheaper than having my own place. Of course, this meant having to be more careful when having a girlfriend over, the pros and cons balanced out. Mom was planning a late date that night, probably one of her all-nighters. She's been dating for the past two years, and since she knows I am knowledgeable about the facts of life, she doesn't hide the fact that she sometimes spends the night with her dates. Which, of course, was good for me, since I had the run of the house for the night. - mom-andy.zip
(4 kb)Mrs. Bender and her son Andy. By Sims
At 14 years old, I had the usual fantasies and dreams about women. I woke up many times in a puddle of my own cum. What made me different than most other kids though, was that I sometimes had dreams about my mother. With her dirty blond hair, blue eyes, great figure, and her c-cup tits, she could have had any man in the world. See, my dad left when I was about 12. My mom, my sister and I were on our own and we really had to stick together. My sister basically just left home. Sure, she still lived there but she only slept at home maybe twice a week. She would always be staying at one friend's house or another. - momantme.zip
(8 kb)Mom, Aunt, and Me
This fantasy differs from the others, because it involves my Aunt. She is about 8 years younger than Mom, a little shorter and dumpier, but with great breasts. In this fantasy, Mom is gone for the weekend, and Aunt Heather is staying to watch over my brother and me. I am about 15 at the time, and my brother, Tom, is 17. I get home from school Friday afternoon, and Aunt Heather has just arrived, going over last minute instructions with Mom. Tom has been there and left to go to football practice. Mom says her goodbyes to Aunt Heather and me, gives me a soft kiss on the cheek and exits. Aunt Heather is wearing her soft brown hair down past her shoulders, soft makeup that accents her brown eyes, lightly pink skin and full lips. - momasboy.zip
(7 kb)Momma's Boy by Buster Brown
My mother has been a widow for about five years. We have a nice house in a good neighborhood. I'm an only child and mother and I have always been close. I guess our loss brought us closer together. I am big for my age (16 years old) and a good student. About a year ago, Mom's sister Beth moved in with us after she left her abusive husband. At first I didn't like having her there, but I soon learned to like Beth and enjoyed her company. She helped Mom around the house and frequently helped me with my homework. Beth is very bright and has a master's degree in mathematics. She does consulting and is often home during the day, whereas Mom works at an office from 9 to 5. - mombaby.zip
(5 kb)MAKING A BABY WITH MOM
First off, I want to say how much I enjoy reading the stories posted to this news group. Until I read it, I thought we were rare in our enjoyment of of family sex. We have taken it farther than most of you out there, though (or have we?). We also practice what my mom's doctor calls "consanguination" (or making babies with other family members). Mom says that it is much more common than society would ever admit, and that in the farming community where she grew up it was common, since the families were isolated, big families were an asset for taking care of the farm, and most babies were born at home anyway. She has also reminded me that there are instances of sanctioned incest for childbearing in the bible, such as Lot and his Daughters. - momcheri.zip
(8 kb)Mom, Aunt Cheri and Me (mf mother/son inc)
My dad's always out of town on business and whenever he's gone my Aunt Cheri usually comes over to spend a few days with Mom. Mom's five years older than Cheri, but whenever they get together it seems Mom does whatever Cheri asks of her. I˙never really thought much of it until I came home early from work one day while my dad was away on one of his usual business trips. I'd moved home a few months back to save some money. You'd think living at home would put a crimp in my sex life, but at the time I˙didn't have a sex life so it was no big deal. The only thing I˙had to worry about was keeping my collection of fuck mags from folks' prying eyes. But since they pretty much stayed out of my room and left me to my own it wasn't a big deal. - momdate.zip
(4 kb)MY MOTHER, MY DATE
My mother is, to put it bluntly, a very sexy woman. At 46 she still turns heads at the country club, malls, or wherever there is an appreciative male audience. Because she takes extraordinary care of herself with diet and regular sessions at the local gym, and because I look much older than my 27 years, strangers often misinterpret our relationship. Out for dinner or a movie, Mom and I are often mistaken for two people on a date! In fact, there have been times when it could've been embarrassing if we both didn't laugh it off. Actually, I didn't find it funny at all. When mom and dad divorced a couple of years ago. she did a lot of dating, and I invariably hated those men. I was always glad when she broke up with them and spent more time with me again. - momfrnds.zip
(3 kb)Mom & Her Friends
After my Dad died, my Mom started going out quite a bit with some of her friends. It wasn t unusual for her to come staggering in at 2 in the morning with some guy from the bar. I was about 15 at the time, and couldn t really believe my Mom would bring these guys home. At that age, you never really think about your Mom "doing it". As it turns out, my Mom did it a lot! One particular night, I ll never forget. I was supposed to stay over night with one of my friends. But, we got into some trouble and he got grounded, so I had to go home. My bedroom was the converted basement in our house, so Mom had no idea I was home when she came staggering in. I heard them thumping around upstairs and in a sleep-induced stupor, I wandered up the stairs to see what was going on. - momhelps.zip
(5 kb)Mother helps with homework!!!
I started balling my mother when I was 23 and a college student. I was a college student then studying to be a psychotherapist. My mother was 44 yet she looked a lot like Donna Reed but with Dolly Parton's boobs. My father had died a few year before in a airplane accident and she still had been had not tried to have another relationship even though I could tell she was a hot blooded woman. However all our lives we had been best of friends and we spent a lot of time together and share many of the same interests. I lived in an efficacy near my school which was also not far from Mom's house. Anyway I started to take a class on hypnotism. To properly learn it however I felt I need to practice on a subject and it was then that I thought of asking my Mom. - momher~1.zip
(19 kb)Mom and Her Little Boy I. By Kevin C. Foltz
Thunderstorms always gave Edward Adams the frights. Even now, at the ripe old age of twelve, he became frightened at the claps of thunder and the sudden bright flashes of light from the lightning. In the dark of his bedroom they seemed to take on a more frightening quality. He was ashamed to admit it, but he wanted the closeness of his mother. She would comfort him with soothing words and hold him until he went to sleep or the storms would pass as they always did. Tonight was no different than any other story summer night. The lightning flashed and the thunder rolled in great, window rattling blasts as the storm vented its fury on the surrounding countryside. A sudden vivid flash filled the room in a flash bulb effect, freezing everything like a photo. - momhero3.zip
(5 kb)Mom's Hero (Part 3 of 4, txt, inc, F/m)
Sunday morning she got up early and went to the apartment building exercise room. It wasn't much but it had some machines we didn't have money or room for. I lay in bed masturbating, again, thinking about her tits. Would this happen again? Did 'enough for today' mean more later? I was still in bed when she returned. She knocked and walked in my room wearing tennis shoes, loose red shorts, and white tanktop. She had a bra on under it. Her legs had a little tan up to mid-thigh. From there up her skin was a smooth pale peachy color. She was sweating a little and her brown hair was matted to her forehead. She sat down on the side of the bed, "We need to have a little talk." She always did this, wanting to talk before I was awake enough defend myself or object. - momjerks.zip
(4 kb)Mom Jerks me off
When I was growing up I loved to jerkoff when ever I had the chance to. And it was always the at the same time of the day that I would do it. Usually I would wake up in the morning with a solid hard on, and all I had to do was throw off the covers and start to stroke my cock with nice long slow strokes. I always slept in the nude so I would have complete and easy access to my cock at any time during the night. The other time during the day I would always jerk off was at night before I fell asleep. This was a must, because if I didn't do it, there was no way I would be able to get to sleep until I shot a huge load of cum all over my body. - momlesn.zip
(7 kb)MOM'S LUSTY LESSON by EROS!
There were no tears in my mother's eyes when she stood on the porch watching me carry suitcases out to my old, beat-up Volkswagen. Mom's young for her 34 years, and she'd been restless about having a seventeen-year-old son around the house ever since she hooked up with the rich widower from town. My father had walked out over ten years ago, which is a fucking long time for a sexy, young-looking woman like my mother to have to set a "good example". And I'm at that stage where you're itching to make it on your own. When I'd stuffed the last box of my junk into the car, I came back to give Mom one fast hug. She was wearing a thin silk robe and expensive French perfume, both presents from her new man. My arms tightened about her in unexpected passion as our lips brushed together. - momlov~1.zip
(10 kb)Mom Loves Me (F/m, inc, breast)
I had just graduated from high school, age 18. I was seeing a pretty wild girl, Susan, who was very into bondage and control. Mom was out for the evening, so I had the house to myself. Susan arrived at 8:30 with a cloth bag dangling from her shoulder. She dropped her purse on the table, and placed the bag on the floor. Susan was wearing a black leather mini-skirt, red pumps with about a three inch heel, no stockings, and a white blouse with only the bottom three buttons done, revealing her red push-up bra. I knew she liked to dress up, but this was the hottest I'd ever seen her. I went to kiss her, but she was in one of her power-game roles. She held me at arms length and asked if I was worthy enough to kiss her. "What do I need to do to become worthy?" I asked. A slow smile crossed her lips. - momlov~2.zip
(10 kb)Mom Loves Me (Fm, inc)
I had just graduated from high school, age 18. I was seeing a pretty wild girl, Susan, who was very into bondage and control. Mom was out for the evening, so I had the house to myself. Susan arrived at 8:30 with a cloth bag dangling from her shoulder. She dropped her purse on the table, and placed the bag on the floor. Susan was wearing a black leather mini-skirt, red pumps with about a three inch heel, no stockings, and a white blouse with only the bottom three buttons done, revealing her red push-up bra. I knew she liked to dress up, but this was the hottest I'd ever seen her. I went to kiss her, but she was in one of her power-game roles. She held me at arms length and asked if I was worthy enough to kiss her. "What do I need to do to become worthy?" I asked. A slow smile crossed her lips. - momlover.zip
(17 kb)I WAS MY MOM'S LOVER. By ANON
This story took place several years ago when I was of the tender age of fifteen. I swear that although I've used some poetic license to "entertain the reader".. (ahem).. the events described are absolutely true. I have had conflicting feelings of guilt and nostalgia ever since these events took place, and it has helped immensely reading these newsgroups and finding that others have had similar experiences and that I am not so much a freak as I thought. Maybe this tale can help others in a similar position. I would be delighted to see comments, especially from Moms and others who have had similar experiences. The episode which would change my life irrevocably (and I believe sincerely, for the better) started one Wednesday afternoon when I was taken ill at school with abdominal pain and vomitting. - mommast5.zip
(3 kb)MOM & I MASTURBATE
When I last left off, I had just gotten my first blow job from my mom. We were both recovering from tremendous orgasms. She sat in front of the dresser and I was kneeling in front of her with my head on her breasts. I nursed on one like a little baby and fondled the nipple of the other tit with my hand. I remembered when she once told me how she wished she had some milk for me to drink. I sucked more hoping to taste something. I wanted to lick her pussy, and I thought that now would be a good time to try and do it. I got bold and said, "I want to lick your pussy, mommy." There, I said it now what would she say. "I want to make you feel good like you make me," I added. With that I looked up into her eyes. With those loving eyes, she stroked my face and got up. - mommast7.zip
(4 kb)MOM & I MASTURBATE
I always enjoyed playing with my mom. We had been masturbating together since I was 12. Mom would never let me fuck her, and I had to settle with fingering, licking and sucking. I guess I shouldn't complain, most boy don't get to have any type of sex when they are age 12 to 16. I knew that some day mom would break down and let me fuck her, but I didn't know what I had to do to break down the barriers that she had. Around my 16th birthday, my aunt Sara, mom's sister, came to visit for a week. She was 3 years younger than mom, 35 at time, and was very sexy. She looked a lot like mom, but her tits were a little smaller, maybe a 34C. I decided to make a point of spying on her and try to catch her naked. - mommat~1.zip
(11 kb)"Mama Told Me Not to Cum"
I was eleven and mama would let me sleep in her bed on Friday and Saturday nights. We would watch television until we fell asleep. It was a king size bed but it seemed huge. Daddy had died two years ago and I was the only child. Mama had let her self go and was becoming enormously fat. Our sexual encounter happened so innocently. Mama usually wore a wool nightgown and I wore my pajamas. One night I woke up and I remember feeling a warm sensation in my body. My penis had come out of my pajamas and it was touching Mama's hot leg. I remember the good feeling and I moved closer to Mama's hot leg and pushed my penis into the fat of her thigh. My body was feeling the entire sensation of my first orgasm. I didn't eject cum, I suppose because of my young age. I had no pubic hair and my penis was small. - mommoved.zip
(12 kb)Mom Moved in on my Boyfriend! (mm, Fmm, inc, anal)
Brandon and I were squirming around together on the couch, you know, hugging and carressing, his hands on my ass, my hands on his. I'd invited him over for the afternoon to watch some videos because my dad was at work and my mom was out running errands and she's always gone all afternoon when she's doing her errands. The middle of July is scalding hot and humid where I live. With just our underwear on we two high school seniors were kissing and nuzzling while the Dark Bros. porn vid "The Devil in Miss Jones: The Silicon Follies, part deux," was just at the scene where Shanna Dohertey takes Won Hong Guy's cock and Pedro Norte's cock into her pussy at the same time! - mommys~1.zip
(7 kb)Mommy's Boy, from Hot Family Letters. By Tommy Smalls
My mom and I always got along, in part because she had me when she was practically a kid herself. My father was an older guy who dumped her and split the second he learned she was pregnant. Then her family booted her out. She hasn't had any real security since then, and frankly, has never been a very confident or strong-willed person. She's incredibly sweet and shy and naive, and a series of men took advantage of that before I was old enough to put a stop to it. By the time I was fourteen, though, I was taking care of most of the bills, doing the budget, and in charge of pretty much everything that needed doing. If the landlord had to be yelled at, I'd do it. If some bureaucrat hassled her, I'd take care of it. - mommys~2.zip
(7 kb)Mommy's Boy, from Hot Family Letters. By Tommy Smalls
My mom and I always got along, in part because she had me when she was practically a kid herself. My father was an older guy who dumped her and split the second he learned she was pregnant. Then her family booted her out. She hasn't had any real security since then, and frankly, has never been a very confident or strong-willed person. She's incredibly sweet and shy and naive, and a series of men took advantage of that before I was old enough to put a stop to it. By the time I was fourteen, though, I was taking care of most of the bills, doing the budget, and in charge of pretty much everything that needed doing. If the landlord had to be yelled at, I'd do it. If some bureaucrat hassled her, I'd take care of it. - mompanti.zip
(5 kb)Mommy's Panties
The most embarrassing moment in my life came when my mother discovered me in bed --- with a pair of her panties covering my face. But it turned out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me. My mom has always been the love of my life. I have always loved being around her. She has a really sexy body, with big, full, firm tits, a really jaunty, out-thrust, broad ass, soft and smooth tapering thighs, really curvy calves, and trim ankles. I knew that just seeing or touching her body would make my dick stiff and throbbing. When I began to masturbate, I spent many an hour fantasizing about Mom's beautiful body and what I'd like to do with it. Of course, I always figured that it was just a dream that could never become reality. - mom'sa~1.zip
(10 kb)Mom's afternoon off
Lisa Matthews couldn't stop smiling, she drove all the way home with a goofy looking smile on her attractive face, she was very happy for a number of reasons, first of all she'd been selected as employee of the month at the insurance office where she worked, she'd managed to sell twice as many insurance policys than anyone else in the state, second her boss had given here the rest of the day off for her achievement and lastly one of her co-workers had asked her out on a date. Lisa hadn't been on a date since her husband had walked out and left her alone with her son 2 years ago, she'd been attracted to her co-worker for a few months now and till today there had only been a little flirting and severe eye contact between them. - mom'sa~2.zip
(28 kb)MOM'S AMOROUS SON
"What! Could it possibly be true? Did my son actually try to fuck Mrs.. Correlli? A woman old enough to be his mother? As old as me?" These thoughts were going over and over in Anita Collins' head, along with images of her handsome athlete son in passionate intercourse with the buxom lady from across the block. One part of her mentality told her that the whole thing was a mistake, or even a deliberate lie. But another part recognized the fact that Brad was indeed a super horny teenager who was quite capable of being attracted to, and attracting, just about any mature woman. And Maria Correlli was the type who would be very attractive, especially to adolescent boys with breast fixations. - mom'sa~3.zip
(9 kb)Mom's Afternoon Off - The Sequel
Susan Hodge put on her sunglasses as she stepped from the bus, it was a blinding hot sunny day, the temperature into the high 80's. Susan hummed to herself quietly as she walked down the street to her house, she glanced at her watch - 1.30pm, she couldn't remember the last time she been home this early on a weekday and it was thanks to her boss Mr Ashcroft that she'd got the afternoon off, Ashcroft had wanted to get in her knickers since she'd started working at the electrical company three years ago but Susan had always resisted, mainly because he was a fat, balding old man who had a wife and three children, but that didn't mean she couldn't take advantage of the situation which she'd done on several occasions. - momsaf~1.zip
(9 kb)Mom's afternoon off.
Lisa Matthews couldn't stop smiling, she drove all the way home with a goofy looking smile on her attractive face, she was very happy for a number of reasons, first of all she'd been selected as employee of the month at the insurance office where she worked, she'd managed to sell twice as many insurance policys than anyone else in the state, second her boss had given here the rest of the day off for her achievement and lastly one of her co-workers had asked her out on a date. Lisa hadn't been on a date since her husband had walked out and left her alone with her son 2 years ago, she'd been attracted to her co-worker for a few months now and till today there had only been a little flirting and severe eye contact between them. - mom'sb~1.zip
(9 kb)Mom's Boobs (F/m, inc,breast)
Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with a thin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women in his left hand and his saliva lubricated erection in his right. As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexy brunette with large, full breasts, he slid his slick hand slowly up and down his hard penis while trying to imagine what it would be like to have this woman sitting live across from him watching him jacking off instead of just staring back at him lifelessly from a piece of paper. Today was unusual in that the basketball coach had called off the normal after-school practice and Bobby was able to go home early. - momsboy.zip
(12 kb)"Mommie's Boy" By Norm DePloom (Inc,cons)
In my whole young life I never expected to experience what was happening to me. How often does a Junior in high school wake up with his mothers naked body against his back and her arm draped over him with her hand massaging the base of his hard cock and his balls? How many times does he hear her voice whispering in his ear. "Do you want to fuck Mommy before you go to school?" If your mother looked like mine you would do the same thing I did. My mother looked better than any of the cheerleaders at school. In fact she had been a cheerleader when she got pregnant and gave birth to me, her wonderful loving son. I responded like any healthy horny teenage boy would, I said "Hell yes," and turned towards her. - momsdi~1.zip
(6 kb)MOMS DICK By the weeman (mF, inc )
Richard had always hated going to family parties, so he had been able to avoid going to his aunt Sarah's with an easy lie about having to catch up on some course work for school. Richard or Dick to friends and enemies, disliked going to family parties because Dick and his cousin Frank have a deep-rooted dislike of each other no ones quite sure how it started or when, but the fact of the matter is Frank and Dick are not the best of friends. Dick had no idea what he was going to do for the next couple days that his parents were away to Sarah's. He thought about going round to his friend's house to hang out, but then he remembered that Tim had just got a new fishing rod for his birthday, and Tim was always dragging Dick down to the river to participate in a sport which Dick disliked more than Frank. - mom'sh~1.zip
(25 kb)MOM'S HEALING LOVE by J. Boswell (m+/F, INCEST)
The offensive player ran towards the goal and the goalie lunged out of the crease to meet him. The stick whipped the ball at the net just as the attacker was crushed between the goalie and a defensive player closing from the other side. The ball pinged off the crossbar and bounced towards the out of bounds line. The crowd became deathly silent after their collective "OH!" The slim offensive lacrosse player had slumped to the turf and the two huge defenders who had literally crushed him between them and their sticks ran after the ball. The whistle blew as the downed player remained motionless. - momsho~1.zip
(2 kb)Mom in the Shower. By Doug
They say that all men have a fascination with their mother and think of her in sexual terms. I was not exception; I was an extreme. I wanted to fuck her until the cows came home, but I never thought it would happen. We had a loving relationship ever since I can remember, but it was never sexual. She never gave me a hint that said, "Yes, Doug, you can fuck your mother." I used to masturbate all the time in the shower and pretended that my soapy hand was my mother's muff. I imagined her screaming with pleasure as I shot my seed deep into her womb. Mother is a sexy woman and could pass for someone twenty years younger. She has huge triple D's and it never ceased to amaze me that they were still firm, at least they looked that way through her nightgown. - momsho~2.zip
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"I feel a little strange about the way he massages me ...." Kay, the mother, was getting ready for her bath, talking quietly with her husband Jim. He was behind her and she had been undressing. He was running his fingers down her bare back. He had showered and was now waiting for her to bathe and then join him for a hot adult sex scene in the bedroom. They stood outside the bathroom where the water was drawing in the bath and where, soon, she would call her son Sammy to come in and wash her back, then move to her bosom and slowly wash each breast, massaging them so that she became wet and hot, eager for the fucking with Jim. "Do you enjoy it?" Jim asked, rubbing his hands over her bare ass. "Hmmm, I do, that's what bothers me." "It's alright. It doesn't bother me. Do you think about taking it further?" - momsol~1.zip
(4 kb)Mom's Oldest Son. By George
I'm the oldest child in the family of five kids. In the early days of the family, we lived in small one or two bedroom houses. As a toddler I slept between my parents and from an early age I went to sleep by running my fingers through my mother's hair. By the time I was seven or eight I had my own room and my own bed, but my father worked night shifts and many times I would end up in bed with my mother and the two smaller kids after dad left for work. None of the other kids enjoyed the hair twisting, which relaxed mom, but I always laid next to her and put us both to sleep with my fingers in her blond hair. Mom was 5'1" and large but shapely. She had big tits. - momson1.zip
(9 kb)A mother's love of her son - a mother's confession
I was a slightly over-weight, over-worked 32 when my husband ran off with a 26 year old. In anger, frustration and the need to forget, I plowed most of my divorce settlement back into the little boutique I'd started the year before. I worked long hours, six days a week, concentrating on getting rich and staying out of the home I was left with. I didn't ignore my son. I hired Linda, my 22 year old next door neighbor to look after him until he went to school and after he came home from school. I also hired her to work in my shop. By the time I turned 33 the shop was very profitable and my son had gone from a gangly twelve year old to an athletic, but rebellious thirteen year old young man. I had hardly noticed. Maybe I worked too hard. Maybe he just looked a bit too much like my ex. - mom'st~1.zip
(5 kb)Mom's Treat, part two (m/F, inc, teen, anal)
The next morning when I awoke, I was alone. We had fallen asleep in each other's arms the night before, but I was a little dissapoined that she wasn't there with me now. And I was REALLY dissapointed that nothing more had happened. But it was still a mindblowing experience, to say the least. To actually find myself 69ing with my own mother, and to top it off, we came together. I didn't know how incredible it could be to be intimate with another person, and I sure didn't expect it to be my mother. I reached down and felt that my cock was still a little sticky from where I had came so much, and I was a little sore, too. I had gotten myself off several times just thinking about mom yesterday, and then actually came twice with her. What had gotten into me? Was I so horny that I was focusing on mom? - momste~1.zip
(4 kb)"Mom's Telegram"
I remember the first time I did it with my mom as clearly as if it were only yesterday, instead of forty years ago. I had come home from a swim meet to find my mom in tears in her bedroom. When I asked what was wrong, she had handed me a teary-wet telegram. It had said my dad was dead. Killed in Korea. It must have arrived just after I left for school because Mom was still in her nightgown. I had sat on the edge of her bed, too numb to think. Finally, I asked if she wanted a drink. It was just the sort of thing Dad would have done. She sobbed some more, then said yes. I had made her a stiff double shot of rum and Coke, her favorite, then made one for me, too. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another. - momvideo.zip
(3 kb)Mom's Videos
Dad left Mom when I was 12, and after that I noticed Mom had joined one of those XXX video clubs, receiving hot tapes once a month. I looked at a couple of them once and got really horny. I was 14, and my cock is 9", a bit more than I could handle until Mom gave me a head start. One afternoon I came home early to find the front door locked and the curtains drawn. I went around back and heard moaning as I came in the kitchen door. In the living room my Mom was on her knees sucking off a guy while he watched one of her videos. I could not believe it! Mom looked so hot, in just her halter top, her skimpy tight tight shorts in a heap on the floor. She was going crazy on this guy's cock! Mom is pretty good looking, 5'4", 105 lbs, 36-22-36 and blonde/blue. - momx.zip
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About a year and a half after my "family experience" I had developed quite well in the personal area. My cock had grown to its full extent. 8 and 1/2 inches. I was very proud. So was Susan. She would "show" me to her friends and we would all have a good time. When ever we could arrange to get the parents and Sara out of the house, we would have a little party. Most of the time alone. But every once in a while Kelly or one of Susan's other friend would join us. I never had another gay experience. (To date, I have only had 2 gay experiences since that first time with Jim.) Anyway, it was summer, I was swimming in the pool, my father was away on business, Sara and Susan had gone to spend the week at Grandma's. They often went to help grandma with the yard work. - monkey~1.zip
(6 kb)Monkey See, Monkey Do. By Dreemluvr (m/f inc)
"Okay now Kimmy", Mrs. Carr said, "your father and I will be home no later than 1:00 a.m. I've left all of the emergency numbers on the fridge. Call the cell phone if you need us. And keep any eye on your brother. You said you didn't need a babysitter anymore so this is your night to prove it." "Don't worry, Mom", 14 year old Kimmy answered, "We're old enough to handle it. I promise. Alex and I will be fine. Now go." "You be sure to lock the doors and don't let anybody in", Mr. Carr injected. "We'll see you in a little while. Love you." "Love you too Daddy. Bye." Kimmy watched as her parents drove off. She was excited to be in charge tonight and get to be her 13 year old brat of a brother's boss. "Speaking of Alex", Kimmy thought, "where is he?" - moodysis.zip
(3 kb)"Moody Sister" by Joe
I opened the door and there stood my sister, Susan. I could see she was in one of her moods. Her blue eyes were shooting sparks and her mouth was drawn in a tight line. She shouldered past me and entered without a word. I grinned. She and Mark had had one of their arguments. I did not push, just let it come at my sister's own pace. It was about what I had expected; she and her husband had gotten into a fight over whose fault it was that the car insurance had expired because of nonpayment of the premium. In most houses that would have led to a discussion, with or without raised voices, and that would have been the end of it. Not with Susan and Mark. When she and Mark fought, she came to her brother for comfort. - moso100.zip
(5 kb)A Long Time Ago by Bazarov (mother/son incest)
"Teach me?" My chest was frozen with a longing I'd never known and little understood, and all the fear just washed over me. I·d heard low-class Colored men say ·motherfucker,· and I had some idea that it was supposed to be a really bad thing--like the worst thing that a guy could do. But I was excited, and I pretty much gave myself over to her. She seemed so poised and certain of what she was doing; I was used to trusting her. I didn't know what she wanted from me. She let her robe fall off of her shoulders, and she took my hand. "It will be okay," she soothed. "You'll like it. The man always likes it. It feels very nice." - moso3.zip
(5 kb)Mother-son story
Alone again in the bathroom, I turn the shower back on...thist time to as cold as I can stand it. I've gotta cool down. Two beautiful oragsms in a row! Both interrupted! I need to cum so bad I can't stand it. My tits are on fire. My nipples are so stiff the feel like they're breaking the skin and it HURTS! The icy water makes them hurt even more, but it helps. The pain is cooling the lust. If I don't cool down, I'm gonna run out of this naked and wet and throw that sexy little stud down on the floor and rape the hell out of him! I can still feel his chest on my tits! I can feel that wonderful hard prod pushing into my hot, splayed cunt. Damn! I need to be fucked! Damn! Damn! Damn. - moso4_10.zip
(5 kb)Mothers & Sons. By Eros
"I swear, Mom," Randy sighed. "I never thought it would ever be this much fun to stay home nights with you! Alison didn't answer. She was on her knees in front of the couch in their living-room, completely naked, her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed as she sucked lovingly on her son's erect cock. Randy was naked too, staring blankly at the latest episode of 'Dynasty' on the TV screen as his rock-hard prick slid rhythmically in and out between his mother's lips. It was the third blow-job Alison had given her son since he'd returned home that afternoon and braggingly told her how he'd fucked Kate Sanders. It didn't make Alison at all jealous to think that her son had sampled another woman's cunt, if anything, she was happy for him. - moso5_10.zip
(9 kb)MOTHERS & SONS. By Eros
"Oh, Marty," Kate whispered. "Fuck me, honey! You know Mommy loves it, darling! Uuuunnnnghh, that's right, lover, fuck that big fat cock right up your mother's cunt... " But Marty wasn't with her in the bedroom. Kate was alone. It was still only a fantasy. Sprawled naked on her bed, the redheaded mom's thighs trembled as she finger-fucked her gooey pussy as fast as she could. Her encounter with young Randy Ross had happened only a few hours ago, and it had made her cunt unbearably wet and horny. The more she remembered how wonderfully Randy had fucked her, the more she thought of Marty. Her lust for her own son had become unbearably strong. - moson89.zip
(4 kb)A Long Time Ago by Bazarov (mother/son incest)
"Teach me?" My chest was frozen with a longing I'd never known and little understood, and all the fear just washed over me. I'd heard low-class colored men say "motherfucker," and I had some idea that it was supposed to be a really bad thing--like the worst thing that a guy could do. But I was excited, and I pretty much gave myself over to her. She seemed so poised and certain of what she was doing; I was used to trusting her. I didn't know what she wanted from me. She let her robe fall off of her shoulders, and she took my hand. "It will be okay," she soothed. "You'll like it. The man always likes it. It feels very nice." - mother~1.zip (14 kb) Subject: Ann D. Repost: MOTHER AND SON part 1 mm mf -MOTHER AND SON - -Part One- By Ann Douglas "This must be my lucky day." Elizabeth Pastore said to herself as she drove down Rockland Blvd and neared her house. A water main break had caused her office to close up at ten o'clock, giving her the rest of the day off. It was such a hot summer day, she thought she would pick up her son Billy and head for the beach. It was rare that she got to spend the day with him. Usually on weekends everything was just too crowded to go anywhere. And with Billy making the move from junior high to high school, she knew that his weekends would soon also be filled with teenage activities. Pulling into the driveway, she noted with satisfaction that Billy's bike was up against the garage - he was home. There was a second bike there, one she didn't recognize. Must belong to some friend from the Youth Center. Entering the house through the side door, s
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(4 kb)Taking Care of Josh. By Dreamluvr (m/F inc)
I'll never forget last Thursday, the day my life turned upside down. As a single mother, hearing that your only child has been in a car accident can literally rip your soul right from your body. I almost got in a car wreck of my own speeding to the hospital, tears pouring down my cheeks. I had Josh when I was only 15. It was tough raising a baby when you yourself are only a mere child. The father never wanted any responsibility and I certainly didn't want to force him into a situation that would potentially cause damage to my baby. My parents were a big help to me the first couple of years so I was able to finish school. - mother~3.zip
(6 kb)The life of a Mother whore. By John
This is a story about my whore mother, and it's not make beleive, it is all true. My mother is a 30 year old whore named Peggy. My name is John and I'm 17 years old. My mother was impregnated by her father when she was only 13. Her family disavoved her and she ended on the street. So I, John, am product of my grandfathers balls. Of course I'm not mad at him cause if he had not impregnated her daughter I surely wouldn't be alive and surely would not have the mother I have now. Mom wasnt lacking of horny cocks, and why would she, an 13 year old kid on the street selling her body for petty cash, I just remember men were cuming and going, she spent more time with her legs spread apart then feeding me. - mother~4.zip
(19 kb)A Mother/Son Vacation to Remember
This was probably the only day of the year that 16-year-old Steve Edwards did not mind getting up at the crack of dawn. You see, Steve, the only child of Martin and Kelly Edwards, loved going with his parents on the annual vacation to the beach. Two weeks in the sun-soaking up rays and staring at a lot of T&A. It didn't matter that they had been going to the same spot year after year, and during the same time year after year, it was like a whole new world each summer. For instance, there was the one summer a hurricane hit and nearly tore the house they rented apart. Of course, there was the summer he first went in the water. Those were great but he hoped this was the summer when he finally lost his virginity. From the internet and pornos, he was intelligent about sex and was sick of never receiving it. - mother~5.zip
(7 kb)Mother And Son. By Ann Douglas. Part 1 (MF)
"This must be my lucky day." Elizabeth Pastore said to herself as she drove down Rockland Blvd and neared her house. A water main break had caused her office to close up at ten o'clock, giving her the rest of the day off. It was such a hot summer day, she thought she would pick up her son Billy and head for the beach. It was rare that she got to spend the day with him. Usually on weekends everything was just too crowded to go anywhere. And with Billy making the move from junior high to high school, she knew that his weekends would soon also be filled with teenage activities. Pulling into the driveway, she noted with satisfaction that Billy's bike was up against the garage - he was home. There was a second bike there, one she didn't recognize. Must belong to some friend from the Youth Center. - mother~6.zip
(9 kb)Mother And Son. By Ann Douglas. Part 2 (MF)
At ten to six, she pulled back into the driveway. She called out to Billy who was down in the basement working on his bike. Quickly locating the video Billy had brought home this afternoon, she switched it with the one she had just rented. Billy's video was still in the bag so she was sure he hadn't checked on the title. Next she dialed the operator and said that she was having problems with her phone and would they please call her right back as to test her phone. When the phone rang a few moments later, she was quick to call out that she had it. After thanking the operator for her help and saying that the problem must've corrected itself, Elizabeth called Billy up from the basement. - mothson.zip
(3 kb)Young mom wants thoughts and opinions
Recently there have been some posts about supposedly true incest stories. I wonder how many of these stories are genuine. Mine is. I am a married woman, now 41, with a son 15. I am caucasian of german and italian heritage, 5’5" 120 pounds and most people consider me pretty attractive. My son and I have been "involved" since he was 13. It is hard to say who wooed who since we are a family that openly displays affection with lots of normal hugging, kissing etc. Plus we are not ashamed of our bodies, although open nakedness is not the rule and we do have some modesty. However, since Chris is my son and obviously he grew up with me taking care of him he is not too shy around me, although as he has grown up he is a little more so. - mothson1.zip
(6 kb)By Andrew Casey
As long as I can remember I enjoyed playing with my cock. This continued until I was eleven and then things really changed. I am the youngest of three children I have a brother who is seven years older and a sister (the oldest) who is eight years older. My parents divorced when I was nine and I never saw my father after that. My mother had to go to work so this gave us a lot of free time at home by ourselves. My brother and sister were both in high school and were involved with sports and clubs after school. Usually when I got home from school I was by myself for at least two hours everyday during the week. Most of the time I would come home and play with myself. Sometimes I would get lucky and find where my brother kept his playboy magazines. - mothsonx.zip
(14 kb)MOTHER AND SON. By Ann Douglas
"This must be my lucky day." Elizabeth Pastore said to herself as she drove down Rockland Blvd and neared her house. A water main break had caused her office to close up at ten o'clock, giving her the rest of the day off. It was such a hot summer day, she thought she would pick up her son Billy and head for the beach. It was rare that she got to spend the day with him. Usually on weekends everything was just too crowded to go anywhere. And with Billy making the move from junior high to high school, she knew that his weekends would soon also be filled with teenage activities. Pulling into the driveway, she noted with satisfaction that Billy's bike was up against the garage - he was home. There was a second bike there, one she didn't recognize. Must belong to some friend from the Youth Center. - mouthwks.zip
(2 kb)Mouth Work With Mom by Radioman [m/F Incest]
When I was about 21 I was still living at home with my mother, my old man having died when I was 17. One Friday night I came in horny from a particularly fruitless date. The house was dark. As I crossed the living room to head for the kitchen, I could hear a moan coming from the big red leather chair in front of the TV set. I stopped and listened, not believing what I was hearing. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I could see my mother, a young-looking 39 year old blonde, with her skirt hiked up and her hands in her lap. It looked like the left hand was all the way up her cunt and the right one was a blur as it frigged her clit. - ms_1.zip
(9 kb)A mother's love of her son - a mother's confession
I was a slightly over-weight, over-worked 32 when my husband ran off with a 26 year old. In anger, frustration and the need to forget, I plowed most of my divorce settlement back into the little boutique I'd started the year before. I worked long hours, six days a week, concentrating on getting rich and staying out of the home I was left with. I didn't ignore my son. I hired Linda, my 22 year old next door neighbor to look after him until he went to school and after he came home from school. I also hired her to work in my shop. By the time I turned 33 the shop was very profitable and my son had gone from a gangly twelve year old to an athletic, but rebellious thirteen year old young man. I had hardly noticed. Maybe I worked too hard. Maybe he just looked a bit too much like my ex. I don't know. - ms_2.zip
(7 kb)mother/son (chapt 2)
There I sat. Stark naked on the shower stall floor. Three fingers jammed up my needy hole and the thumb and forefinger of my other hand pinching my huge, swollen clit like I was jerking off a small cock. My legs were flailing against the stall and the sliding glass door like a crazy drum roll. I was screaming filthy things, things I really, really felt. "Oh, Baby! Oh, Baby! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck HOT CUNT! FUCK MOMMY'S FUCKIN' CUNT!" I was on the verge of the most powerful orgasm I'd had in years, when my son's voice and pounding at the bathroom door penetrated my brain. It was all I could do to try to roll over onto my hands and knees before he came bursting through the door. "Mom! Mom! Are you all right?!", he shouted in panic. - ms_3.zip
(6 kb)mother/son (chapt 3)
Alone again in the bathroom, I turn the shower back on...thist time to as cold as I can stand it. I've gotta cool down. Two beautiful oragsms in a row! Both interrupted! I need to cum so bad I can't stand it. My tits are on fire. My nipples are so stiff the feel like they're breaking the skin and it HURTS! The icy water makes them hurt even more, but it helps. The pain is cooling the lust. If I don't cool down, I'm gonna run out of this naked and wet and throw that sexy little stud down on the floor and rape the hell out of him! I can still feel his chest on my tits! I can feel that wonderful hard prod pushing into my hot, splayed cunt. Damn! I need to be fucked! Damn! Damn! Damn. I'm slapping my cunt hard. Slap! "Stop it, you slut!" Slap! " Stop it, you cunt! Stop it! He's your own son!" - ms_5.zip
(6 kb)mother/son (chapt. 5)
Linda comes in the front door, turns locks it, then turns again, resting her back against it. She looks tasty. She's wearing white tennis shoes with a little blue pom-pom on each toe. White cotton socks run up her slim calves to just below her knees. My camera pans upward, over her tanned knees and half way up her slim thighs, before the hem of her pleated blue skirt comes into view. The lens moves upward. Linda is wearing a white blouse with the blue letter "M" embroidered on her left breast. The blouse is light enough to make out the lines of a lacy white bra hiding her pert titties. I move the focus higher. Her hair is fluffed up and teased in a look that reminds me of Farrah (and, for an instant, I recall that Farrah is a self-proclaimed lesbian, and my pussy tingles). - ms_6.zip
(5 kb)mother/son (chapt. 6)
I awake to the heat of the morning sun shining in my face through the skylight. For a moment I don't know where I am. Through my sore eyes I can tell I'm on the living room couch, wearing only an open robe. My hands are at my pussy. "Oh, shit", I groan sitting up. It's then I know I have a slight headache. It's then the blurry images from last night flash through my mind. Linda fucking her dog... "He fucked me! I was raped by a dog!", I hear my own voice. My pussy twinges. 'She' (my cunt) doesn't care that it was a dog. It was a COCK, a big, hard, hot cock! And that is ALL 'she' cares about. I'm a realist. "I had a dog cock in my cunt. I didn't plan it. I didn't ask for it. And I can't help it that my cunt can't tell one cock from another when 'she' needs one. - ms_8.zip
(4 kb)mother/son (chapt 8)
"Now I've got you, you miserable little bastard! Now I've got you! I'm gonna show this tape to everyone! Your friends, your teachers, your coaches....I might even show it to the cops!" He rolls with his back to me, trying to hide his erection and my panties. "But, Mom..." "Shut the fuck up, you PERVERT!!" He's silent and his eyes are wide with fear. "Now, you disgusting, filthy little jerk off, you are gonna do EXACTLY as I tell you! Do you understand?!" His head nods, "yes". "Good! Now roll over on your back!....NOW!!!" "Good boy. Now take your hands away from your crotch. .......DO IT!!! "That's a good boy. From now on you will never, NEVER touch your dick or your balls without my permission. You got that?! Nod if you do. - mum.zip
(3 kb)MUM by Arlo Winship (mf, mom/son, inc)
I had never really taken much notice of girls/women before this, preferring to be out with the lads playing football etc. However we were having our bathroom replumbed which meant using a hand held tap attachment for the shower for hair washing. I came in one evening to find my mum washing her hair while wearing just a slip - no bra or panties. I guess she didn't expect me to come in. I could see her pussy through the thin material of the slip and also the dark nipples on her 36B bust. This was the first time I had seen such things so I stopped to chat while she washed her hair. Obviously she could not see me because of shampoo making her keep her eyes shut. - mwc1.zip
(11 kb)Married with children
Bud strolled through the halls of TRI KAPPA GAMMA with a smile on his face. It had been hell but he had made it through the initiation process and the big party was coming up this Friday. The party that the KAPPA's throw has been legendary around the campus and Bud was sure of one thing, he was going to see some HOOTERS and get him some, no doubt about it. This was guaranteed because every pledge is promised a night with a woman that a KAPPA man has fucked and likes to be fucked by any man. "Christ, I wish I had that much luck" Bud thought, "the closest I've come in awhile has been with Darcy's niece, but she hadn't been giving up much other than blowjobs but one can't complain. She could suck a bowling ball through a straw!" - mwc6.zip
(17 kb)Married...With Children Little: Green Men By King Pach
It was Sunday in the Bundy household and all was quiet. The time was just before noon. Al was at shoe store having a sale : Buy one pair, get second at half price. Al would mumble about "covering all four hooves". Peggy was at the mall spending the money that Al would not make four about five months. Peg would tease Al about spending his money faster than he could make it. Bud was out early. Peeping through windows for what amounted to his sex live. Although, this was not quite the same since Steve Rhodes left his wife Marcy. They were a real kinky couple. The costumes they used were really something (But, the Cindy Brady meets Captain Kirk thing was little to weird). Jefferson Darcy, Marcy's new husband, is not nearly as creative. Just whips, chains and spankings. - mwc7.zip
(8 kb)MARRIED ... WITH CHILDREN: Magic Tricks By Uncle Mike
Bud Bundy brushed back his greasy black hair as he stumbled down the stairs to the living room. It was his birthday. For most teenagers, hell, for most people under 30, birthdays are something to look forward to. But not for Bud. His dad was usually too cheap to buy him anything. His mom was too lazy and too stupid to bake a cake. And his sister -- well, Kelly usually gave him something, but it was mostly grief. Then there was this year. This year was going to be different. He had started making his plans months ago, when the idea first came to him. It had taken long preparation. Getting the right materials. Practicing. What was worse, practicing in front of the family, where everyone could see him fail. But that was an essential part of the plan. They had to believe it he was serious. - mwc8.zip
(8 kb)THE BUNDY'S By HRDROB
"ALLLLL! , IMMM HOOMEEEE!" the loud shrieking voice shattered the silence of quiet Saturday afternoon. Peg slammed the door and trotted across the living room in her open toe high heels, unloading an assortment of expensive looking shopping bags. "Thats funny... heyyyy! is anyone home?" her voice boomed up the stairs into the second floor rooms disrupting her 16 year old son from his daily masturbation rituals. He lay naked on his bed trying to block out her loud cries stroking his young cock. ( shut up.. will ya) he thought starting to get frustrated with her questions interrupting his tango with the two foreign exchange students from Sweden. - mwmhod.zip
(2 kb)THE MAN WHO MARRIED HIS OWN DAUGHTER
"Daddy?" "Yes, Princess?" "I think it would help me sleep if I got in bed with you. It always helped when I was little..." "All right honey, get in..." She effortlessly slid under the covers next to my naked body. She was wearing a sheer nighty that barely came down to her waist. After a moment she sighed and cuddled up against me. I slipped my arm around her shoulders, brushing up against her large firm breasts, and let her head rest on my chest. Just as I did when she was five. "Is that better, honey?" "Yes, it's much better." "Daddy?" "What?" "Will you marry again?" "If the right woman comes along, yes." "I'd hate to think of you being alone for the rest of your life." "Well, I'll always have my little princess to look after me." "Yes Daddy, I'll never leave you, but that's not the same as having a wife..." "I know..." - my_girl.zip
(7 kb)My Girl. By Big Daddy
I had been waiting all day for my wife to finally go shopping with our daughter. Finally I would be able to release all this sexual tension building in my balls for my daughter. At 14, Melissa was a picture of perfection. Muscular young legs, big swollen tits, and an ass to die for. She would often wear half shirts, which when pushed up by her big tits, would uncover a vast amount of flat white tummy that I dreamed of squirting my cum on. As the car pulled away I quickly pulled my daughter's panties out from between my mattresses. They still smelled heavily of my cum after I had jerked off onto them in the bathroom. I carefully pressed her panties and laid them back in her dresser drawer hoping desperately that she would wear them tomorrow and have my cum right next to her little pussy. - my_way~1.zip
(4 kb)My Wayward Son Part 1
I have been married now for twenty years and have two children and a loving husband. Gerry my husband is six years older than me and a great lover. We indulge in sex every night and have done for all of our marriage (and for some time before). I grew up with a caring family of my own and until I met Gerry I had only had any form of sexual contact with my own family. That is what I said, I have had sex with my father and also my mother. I was the only child and they loved me a great deal. I was only thirteen when I first felt a man's cock inside me and it was my fathers. I have never regretted it and after you hear my story you may begin to understand why. - my3sis.zip
(43 kb)"My Three Sisters" by Tom with Emerson Laken-Palmer (mf +, teen, inc, cons, spank, santa)
I stared through the large old fashioned keyhole into my older sister's bedroom as she got dressed for school. She wasn't doing it slowly or even very sensuously, just very matter a factly like she did most days that I watched her, but I still found it incredibly exciting. Just the sight of her long, raven colored hair, tanned legs, flat stomach, round ass, large breasts, and glimpses of her dark, perfectly shaped bush and pink, pouting pussy lips were enough to drive me into a frenzy and turn my dick into a tent pole. On certain glorious occasions, she would have to bend over to pick something up, when still nude, and then I would catch a glance of her ass in all it's glory and once I even saw her puckered little anus and was overwhelmed with the desire to push my tongue up it until my face was buried between her cheeks. - mycous~1.zip
(7 kb)My Cousin Rosanna visits (MF, cons, inc)
My cousin Rosanna had come to stay with me for the summer break at my family's cabin on a relatively isolated lake in the mountains. It was an amazing cabin style house on the side of the mountain above the lake in the middle of a thick pine forest. The deck facing the lake and mountains beyond afforded an unforgetable view. I had been there alone to relax, get some reading done. I usually didn't mind being alone but I was delighted that she had accepted my invitation to visit. Rosanna was my age, 20. We had gone to elementary school together and have always been close. It never ceases to amaze me how beautiful she is, how her 34Ds struggle to break out of her summer tops or how gorgeous her tanned and toned legs look in the short shorts she frequently wears (though not around her parents). - mydarl~1.zip
(5 kb)My Darling Daughter. By Aussie Pete
With a feeling of excitement and anticipation I pushed the X rated video into the machine and fast forwarded the tape past the introductory and blow job bits. My interest was in wide open pussies and close up shots of cocks in cunts. The lengthy scenes of guys getting blown did little for me, after all I had a cock, I didn't want to look at another one. It had been quite a while since I had been alone and able to relax and watch some video fucking. I had been separated from my wife for some time and needed the release of a good jerk off from time to time. My favorite method was to start off with a good bottle of red wine to loosen me up, then put on a video and slowly massage my cock. I would stroke myself almost to orgasm a couple of times. - mydaug~1.zip
(7 kb)My daughter Sharon
To begin, I have two children both daughters. I wanted more children, especially a son but my wife refused. At this time the oldest, Sharon is nineteen. Her birthday is March 12. Alice the youngest is fifteen. Her birthday is September 12th. Sharon is five - five, 123 pounds. She has brown hair, hazel eyes and is pretty but not beautiful. She resembles her mother. Her measurements are 34B - 26- 38. Alice is five - three, 116 pounds. She has dark blond hair, green eyes and is very pretty. She resembles me. I would say beautiful but I'm biased. Her measurements are 32B - 24 - 34. My daughter Sharon was in her first year of college. She came home for Easter vacation. It was Saturday and Sharon showed up about 1 PM. From the moment she walked in the door she raved about Ted, her new love. - mydaug~2.zip
(7 kb)My daughter Sharon
To begin, I have two daughters. I wanted more children, especially a son but my wife refused. At the time this takes place the oldest, Sharon is nineteen. Her birthday is March 12. Alice the youngest is fifteen. Her birthday is September 12th. Sharon is five - five, 123 pounds. She has brown hair, hazel eyes and is pretty but not beautiful. She resembles her mother. Her measurements are 34B - 26- 38. Alice is five - three, 116 pounds. She has dark blond hair, green eyes and is very pretty. She resembles me. I would say beautiful but I'm biased. Her measurements are 32B - 24 - 34. My daughter Sharon was in her first year of college and she came home for Easter vacation. It was Saturday and Sharon showed up about 1 PM. From the moment she walked in the door she raved about Ted, her new love. - my-fam~1.zip
(16 kb)My Family (mf/mb/mm/more. INCEST)
It was a hot summer day in school, and we got an early release due to the incredible heat. The minute the bell rang I took off and rode my bycicle home light speed. The minute I got home, I opened the door and heard Punchy, my dog, running and barking towards me. I walked into my room, took my shoes and socks off, and turned the fan on maximum. While caressing Punchy, I whistled once, to Jadie, my second dog. I then heard her barking next door, from inside Beth's room, my Incredibly pest big sister, who probably wouldn't let Jadie out. I knocked on her door. "WHAT IS IT?" Beth yelled. "Let go of Jadie, I wanna see her." "Drop dead, BoZo." She declined. "I said, let go of her... I wanna see her..." - myfrie~1.zip
(6 kb)My Friends Vacation
When I got back home I found out that mom and dad were going to get a divorce dad wasn't living home at our house In Connecticut, Rather he had bought a condo on long island and wanted me to stay with him. My mother did not want me with her because she said I was a little tramp that she wouldn't trust as far as she could throw I had to start in a new School in Long Island, a very expensive private school, but this one was co-ed, so far it was the one good thing about Long Island that I found. There was little fun at dad's house; he had no Idea on what girls my age liked and left me to my own devices to 'get a life' as he put it. I went back to my mothers for a weekend but she had become a bigger bitch than I remembered and that weekend seemed more like a month than three days. - myfrstm.zip
(5 kb)My First Time
Mother Didenjoy it after all.. I saw the smile on her face when my brother left the room. Oh yes, she shouted and squirmed while he did it but she enjoyed it. I had justwitnessed the rape of my mother by my eighteen year old brother. I had watched his nine inch cock slice in and out of her cunt. She struggled but that had only made him push into her harder. She shouted but that was of no avail. I had my own cock in my hand and was masturbating furiously as I watched so I certainly would not be rushing to her aid. I was fifteenand had never been with a female of any kind, girl or woman. Now don't get me wrong, I watched them at school, I even masturbated while thinking of my teacher Mrs. Turner. God her tit's always made me hard just looking at them jiggling under her jumper as she walked. - mygirl1.zip
(12 kb)My Little Girl - 1 (young female tease)
My journey to the deepest and sweetest love I have ever known began with the saddest event of my life. It was the death of my beautiful wife. She was the first woman to ever show me the joys of sex. It began when I came to Addelson High School to fix their computers. A lovely young girl was nice enough to show me where the computers were. Her name was Amy. She was 17 years old. I immediatly fell in love with her. I was 35 years old and knew that my feelings were rediculous and silly. After I told her my name she didn't call me "Mr Lecy" but she called me "Bill". The way she said it made my head swim. Here I was an old fat man and she was a thin young eurasian girl. She was very short at 5'0" and weighed no more than 101 pounds. I was 6'2" and weighed 230 pounds. - mygirl2.zip
(15 kb)My Little Girl - 2 (young female tease)
Mr Ray saw a change in Robin. She was more excited today than usual. And she was more bold also. Twice Robin had dropped her books and bent way over to pick them up. She wasn't wearing panties as usual and she seemed to relish showing her butt to him today. He loved her ass. It was tiny but shaped better than any womans. Her whole ass fit in his hand. It was soooooo soft. Robin was so willing to be touched and rubbed. She couldn't seem to get enough which was just fine with Mr Ray. "Robin could you come up here?" he said forcefully trying to sound like an adult but he strained and sounded silly to himself. He knew that he couldn't stand up because of his hard-on. Robin was the reason why and he needed her desperately now!!! Robin walked over from her reading group. - mygirl4.zip
(9 kb)My Little Girl - 4 (young female tease)
On the ride to school after kids began getting on the bus, Mandy thought about her self and her boring life. Mandy had arrived home from school last Friday and found out that her mother was going to be away for two weeks. She was happy for the first time in years. Mandy had never been close to her mother but for the last two years the gulf between them was as wide as an ocean. The distance between Mandy and her mother had begun two grow after the events of two years ago. Two years ago, when Mandy was eight, Mandy had to ask questions about difference between boys and girls. Since Robin and her mother Amy Lecy had come to town, Mandy had noticed the way men looked at Amy Lecy. But what shocked Mandy was the way Amy seemed to encourage Robin to dress and act like a sexy woman. - mygirl5.zip
(10 kb)My Little Girl - 5 (young female tease)
Robin WAS PISSED!!! EVERYONE was looking at Mandy!! After all, Mandy was wearing HER dress. Mandy was showing everything. Mandy had never dressed like this before and now Robin knew why. Mandy was going to try to FUCK her dad tonight!!! Robin had been stunned when Mandy told her about it and that she knew about Robin and her dad. But nothing matched the fact that Robin was insanely jealous over the attention Mandy was getting as they got off the school bus as they arrived at school. The young boys gathered around Mandy watching her every move. Robin was so upset she rushed to Mr Ray's room as soon as possible. - mygwen1.zip
(4 kb)Subject: mygwen (Mf,pedo, cons)
Mike Sorenson was in a state of SHOCK!!!! His stepdaughter Heather had just asked him an amazing question. He just sat there thinking to himself,"Where the hell did that come from????" Heather was the child of his ex-wife Theresa. Theresa had run off with some guy she worked with months ago. Mike half-expected that Theresa had married him just find someplace to dump her 6-year-old daughter. Theresa had never been an attentive mother and seemed to leave her child to whatever man she was with. Mike had helped Theresa kick drugs and straighten herself out to be kicked in the teeth six months into the marriage. As soon as the adoption papers had been completed, Theresa informed Mike that she had met someone special!!!!! - myhotli2.zip
(3 kb)My Hot Little Stepdaughter (M/f, pedo, cons, incest)
I peeked through the small hole that I had strategically drilled through the bedroom wall, as I watched Kelly stroke her long, beautiful hair with the brush. It had become an almost nightly ritual since nearly 3 years ago when her mother and I got married. As soon as I would hear the water from the shower shut off, I would head for my study, which was right next to Kelly's room, telling my wife I had some work to do. In reality, I would take down the picture that covered the small hole in the wall, and watch my young stepdaughter drying herself, then getting dressed in her night-clothes. The part I liked best, was watching her pull her little panties up over her smooth ass and tiny slit. - mylover.zip
(7 kb)My Brother, My Lover (mf, bro/sis, inc. first)
I was almost 12 years old when I first started to think about screwing my brother. He was 15 and even I could see that the other girls at school were right when they said he was cute. He had curly golden hair and bright blue eyes, and when he smiled his teeth would light up a room and dazzle your eyes. He was almost as handsome as our Daddy was, and I wanted Daddy too but thought that was just too nasty. After all, mum loves daddy so much and I wasn't the type to steal another woman's man... not even my own Daddy. I remember I would lie naked in bed at night time thinking of Raff...my brother's name is Rafael, but we all just call him Raff for short. - mylovi~1.zip
(12 kb)My Loving Girls by Moist Dreams
"Hello, Joseph." As I opened the front door the most beautiful sight of my life greeted me, my cousin Kelly. Kelly is about three years older than I am. When I had heard she was going to be staying with us while she went to the college in our town, I thought it was going to be hell. After all I was already finding it difficult enough to jack-off at the house with my mother and little sister around. All I needed was another damn woman poking around. But the instant I drank my gorgeous cousin in, that all drifted from my mind. "Oh, hi Kelly, good to see you again." I said politely, helping her in with her various bags and suitcases. "Thanks, cuz. Hey, you are growing up to be quite a handsome man," she said, smiling. "Oh yeah, the chicks are knocking down the door! By the way, you aren't looking so bad yourself." - mymomm~1.zip
(2 kb)My Mom, My Wife
My story begins in 1965. I was going into the service at the end of June and I assumed that after I finished basic training I would be shipped off to Vietnam; and there was a likelihood that I would not return. At the time I was living with my mother, my father having passed away ten years before. My mother never remarried, so it was always just the two of us in the big house. I had always been attracted to my mother. She was a beautiful redhead with an ample ass and breasts, pale translucent skin, and green eyes. When I was old enough to become sexually aroused by her I took every opportunity to spy on her nakedness. Now, as I said, I was going into the service and it weighed upon my mind that I might not come back. Increasingly I wanted to leave something behind to mark that I had been here. - mysist~1.zip
(22 kb)"My Sister Mary" by MikeyBear (mf, inc, teen)
"Harder.....Harder," Mary whispered in my ear. I responded by driving my steel hard cock deeper into her soaking wet cunt. Mary was straddling my hips, her short red skirt pulled up over her firm ass cheeks. A pair of silk panties laid on the floor next to the couch where we were hurriedly making love. She was whispering so she would not alert her two daughters, who were supposed to be taking a bath. The only sound was our hard breathing and an occasional slap of flesh as I buried my self deep into her. I could feel the cum begin to rise up from my balls, and propel itself deep into her golden-haired vagina. She buried her face into my shoulder as an orgasm swept through her body, her pubic muscles milking the jism from my cock. - mysist~2.zip
(21 kb)My Sister's Diary. By Reason Run Riot
My sister was always one of the most popular girls in her school. Four years younger than me, she was outgoing and friendly to everyone. She was her class president, nearly an all A student, always elected to Who's Who (usually as Class Favorite), a majorette in the marching band, and actively involved in church activities. Everyone who knew her liked her. She was, and is, a beautiful girl. I suppose this did not hurt her popularity. She is fair skinned, 5'5" 110 lbs., with soft brown shoulder length hair and big, beautiful brown eyes. At the time of the events I am about to relate she was 15 and already very nicely developed. Her tits were large for a girl her age, but not so big that she looked top heavy. Her waist was trim and her stomach flat. She had an ass you would like to walk behind and stare at all day. - mysist~3.zip
(2 kb)Story #6 - Untitled, from Family Letters
When my wife, Delli, was in the hospital giving birth to our son, she asked my sister, Susan, to come take care of me. Susan arrived the day that Delli gave birth. We stayed at the hospital until Delli and the nurses told us to go. At the house, Susan and I sat around and talked for a couple of hours, then we went to bed. Susan got on Delli's side of the bed and I got on mine. By the time I got my clothes off, Susan was naked and ready. Neither of us said anything. It was just not a time for talking. Lying beside my sister and fondling her big boobs made me think of when we were younger, neither of us married, and we would find a secret place and she would bare her breasts for me. Now, I felt them and sucked them until they were firm and the nipples fully erect. - mysist~4.zip
(4 kb)My sister in hospital!!
I had lusted for my sister since the first day I realized what a luscious sex-pot she was. I had thoughts of having her sexually so often, that you could pretty much call me obsessed with the idea. My sister has a fantastic body and a great personality (even though all I was interested in was her body at that time). It is strange that my desire for her would be considered unnatural though, since any horny male in the world would have jumped at a chance to fuck the hell out of my sister if they had an opportunity to do so. Yet of all the horny males in the world, I was the only one who was not allowed to even have thoughts of such things. - mysist~5.zip
(2 kb)Story #6, from Family Letters
When my wife, Delli, was in the hospital giving birth to our son, she asked my sister, Susan, to come take care of me. Susan arrived the day that Delli gave birth. We stayed at the hospital until Delli and the nurses told us to go. At the house, Susan and I sat around and talked for a couple of hours, then we went to bed. Susan got on Delli's side of the bed and I got on mine. By the time I got my clothes off, Susan was naked and ready. Neither of us said anything. It was just not a time for talking. Lying beside my sister and fondling her big boobs made me think of when we were younger, neither of us married, and we would find a secret place and she would bare her breasts for me. - mysistr.zip
(4 kb)Best Weekend of my Life (mf, inc)
It was Saturday morning, and I was just getting home from spending the night at a friends. My parents were out of town for the three day holiday, and I was supposed to stay at Tim's the whole weekend, but I decided against it Tim's girlfriend showed up and decided she wanted to go out, alone. I threw my gym bag into my room and headed for the kitchen. There was a sound upstairs. My sister was old enough to stay at home, while mom and dad were away. It was still early in the morning, and I figured Cindy was just getting up. I had spent alot of my time, trying to get peeks of her while she took a shower. What do you expect from a fifteen-year old? I remember the time I was able to get a picture of her as she stepped out of the shower. - myspec~1.zip
(3 kb)My Special Girl from X-Family Letters
My daughter, Karen, and I slid into sex a little at a time. After my wife died, Karen just sort of took over the role of woman of the house, even though she was only 18. Soon she was doing the cooking, demanding that I toss my dirty laundry down to her, nagging me about household chores and getting money from me for groceries and such. It just seemed kind of natural to giver her a little hug as he worked at the sink, to ruffle her hair to give her behind a little squeeze now and then, and to kiss her in a friendly kind of way. But the kisses became less fatherly over the following months. I mean it wasn't long before I was kissing her on the lips and letting it linger. And I was finding more and more reasons to giver her hugs and squeezes. - myspec~2.zip
(6 kb)My Special Husband by Mirissa Mendelowitz
Like all little girls I always dreamed that someday I would marry my daddy and have lots of babies with him. Well, it had to happen to someone and I was determined that I would be one of those lucky girls. I miss my mommy dearly, but if she didn't pass away when I was very young, I probably never would have lived my fantasy. When Mommy died I was very upset and i cried for days; however, I was nowhere near as hurt as Daddy. He looked so sad and I could hear him crying in his bed when I was supposed to be fast asleep. Daddy seemed withdrawn as the years passed and I wondered if he would find us a new mommy. It never happened. - myspec~3.zip
(3 kb)My Special Girl
My daughter, Karen, and I slid into sex a little at a time. After my wife died, Karen just sort of took over the role of woman of the house, even though she was only 18. Soon she was doing the cooking, demanding that I toss my dirty laundry down to her, nagging me about household chores and getting money from me for groceries and such. It just seemed kind of natural to giver her a little hug as he worked at the sink, to ruffle her hair to give her behind a little squeeze now and then, and to kiss her in a friendly kind of way. But the kisses became less fatherly over the following months. I mean it wasn't long before I was kissing her on the lips and letting it linger. And I was finding more and more reasons to giver her hugs and squeezes. - myspec~4.zip
(6 kb)My Special Husband by Mirissa Mendelowitz
Like all little girls I always dreamed that someday I would marry my daddy and have lots of babies with him. Well, it had to happen to someone and I was determined that I would be one of those lucky girls. I miss my mommy dearly, but if she didn't pass away when I was very young, I probably never would have lived my fantasy. When Mommy died I was very upset and i cried for days; however, I was nowhere near as hurt as Daddy. He looked so sad and I could hear him crying in his bed when I was supposed to be fast asleep. Daddy seemed withdrawn as the years passed and I wondered if he would find us a new mommy. It never happened. - myspec~5.zip
(6 kb)My Special Husband by Mirissa Mendelowitz
Like all little girls I always dreamed that someday I would marry my daddy and have lots of babies with him. Well, it had to happen to someone and I was determined that I would be one of those lucky girls. I miss my mommy dearly, but if she didn't pass away when I was very young, I probably never would have lived my fantasy. When Mommy died I was very upset and i cried for days; however, I was nowhere near as hurt as Daddy. He looked so sad and I could hear him crying in his bed when I was supposed to be fast asleep. Daddy seemed withdrawn as the years passed and I wondered if he would find us a new mommy. It never happened. - mystory.zip
(5 kb)My story
When I was 5 or 6 my sister, who was 14 or 15, asked me to "play nasty" with her. I had no idea what it was. She'd lay on the floor, pull her panties down to her ankles. I really loved the smell of her panties, and would always ask to smell them, and her pussy before I would climb on. She knew very little about sex. She would place my tiny penis into her and tell me to pee in her. How stupid we were, of course at that time TV shows were Leave It To Beaver, Mr. Ed, Gunsmoke, etc... nothing that had any sexual content. Each time we "played nasty" she wanted me to pee in her. Of course my little penis was hard and there was no way I could, so I let her just move her hips around because she seemed to like it. I had an older brother and another older sister, they were like 11 and 12, respectively. - mystory5.zip
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We'd been in Florida a little more than a year when my ten year old son started playing with boys who were 12 and 13. They were on his little league team, so I assumed they had things in common, but still the age difference worried me. After all, boys that age were supposed to be experiencing the begining of raging hormones. It was that concern, plus the way a couple of those boys openly stared at my tits, that made me worry. Those worries were well founded. One Summer morning, while my son was out playing, I found two old Playboys in the back of his closet, in a box full of baseball cards. That was shock enough. My baby was only ten years old and he was already looking at Playboy magazines. What really got me was the ten worn Polaroid pictures that fell out. - mystory6.zip
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The first thing I had to know was whether or not my boy was just hiding those pictures for someone else or using them for his own masturbatory fantasies. The thing I really wanted to know is whether my not-yet eleven year old son was mature enough to find the female body sexually exciting. Did he look at my body (like a couple of his older friends did)? Did he find my body stimulating? Even though he was my own son, I admit, I wanted his attention. That is the biggest reason why I took a long shower that afternoon, shaved my legs, and put on a bit of perfume. That is the reason I spent extra time fixing my hair and putting on my make up. That's the reason I put on a bit more mascara, eye shadow and lipstick than usual, especially considering that I wasn't planning on going anywhere. - naivem~1.zip
(3 kb)Naive Mom by Ukstoryteller (Fm)
I sometimes wonder how I came to be born, my brothers too for that matter. From what I can make out my parents didn't enjoy sex and assuming that me and my brothers weren't adopted I reckon my parents only had sex three times ever, twice to conceive my brothers and once for me. Certainly I have never seen any sign of them having a sex life and I have a clear memory back to age 6 (I am 35 now). Mom has had such a sheltered life that when George Michael was caught committing a lewd act I had to explain to her what that was. Similarly when the guy in Four Weddings & a Funeral was caught getting a blow job I had to explain that too. Needless to say when mom visits my house I always rent tame videos, avoiding the 18 ratings. - naugmom7.zip
(10 kb)The Naughty Mother. Chapter 7
Two down and one to go! Those words kept pounding in Alicia's head like a chant shouted by cheerleaders. She hadn't showered. She hadn't dressed. The unmade bed with Ricky's cum on the sheet lay before her like a symbol, a symbol of her messed-up mind and soiled soul. She wandered around her bedroom, naked under her leopard-skin robe, sitting on the bed from time to time, sometimes leaning over to sniff the wet spot and get a whiff of Ricky's cum. The smell reminded her of the smell of the cleanser she'd used today to scour out the sink. Two down and one to go, said that wicked voice in Alicia's mind. Zenobia's got nothing on you, Alicia. In two days, you've outdone Zenobia with all her stableboys. Zenobia's a saint compared to you, Alicia. Two down and one to go! - naugmom8.zip
(6 kb)The Naughty Mother. Chapter 8
Alicia slept that night as if she'd died, having no dreams she could remember, never once waking during the night. After leaving Mark in the hot-tub to finish his soak, she'd gone straight to bed, not caring about anything except to sleep. She'd never experienced such a feeling of pleasant exhaustion, of complete relaxation. If the boys had tried to disturb her during the night, she hadn't heard them. She slept better than she had in many years, and she awoke starving. She made pancakes and sausages again for breakfast, but only because the frozen sausage links and the pancake mix were the only suitable breakfast food she could find in the house. She'd have to stock up today. Tomorrow morning she'd feed her sons ham-and-cheese omelets and maybe a cooked cereal. - naugmom9.zip
(7 kb)The Naughty Mother. Chapter 9
"So what's new?" said Paul. He was calling from his Tokyo office. He'd just informed Alicia that he'd be unable to make it home until spring. He had several major deals going that required him to stay in Japan for at least three more months. "I let Hilda go," Alicia said. "A few weeks ago." "You what?" "Don't worry, I gave her an extra month's salary and a going- away bonus. We just didn't need her anymore, Paul. I've started cooking and housekeeping again." "Is this some kind of joke?" "Absolutely not, darling. I just realized one day that I missed being a housewifeand a mother. The boys love it. We've become much closer since Hilda leftthe boys and I." - neighbo1.zip
(23 kb)The Good Neighbor (Part I) by F. S. Yressu
Linda Stevens sighed in disgust. Another lousy weekday afternoon with nothing to do. She stared into her bathroom mirror and saw a reasonably attractive 39 year old woman staring back. Not bad, she thought to herself, a few wrinkles around the eyes and a few gray hairs, but otherwise I look fine. I wonder if I should dye my hair to hide the gray. No, she thought, it would just look fake and besides her brownish-blonde shade blended well with the occasional gray hair and it didn't look bad at all. As she continued to towel herself off from the shower she had just emerged from, she glanced at herself in the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. I guess I still have a pretty decent figure for an old lady she thought to herself humorously. - neighbor.zip
(8 kb)Neighborhood Business by Stinger. (Pedo)
Jack Anderson was beginning to feel uncomfortable. He had rented an R rated movie, and the scene was turning into one of those iffy moments where he wasn't sure if his 11-year old daughter should be watching. As a single father, he guessed he was a bit more liberal than a single mother might be, but it always made him uneasy. The actor on screen was leading the actress to the bed, and they were kissing passionately. He was just about to say something, something silly to distract his daughter, when Sharon spoke up herself. "Daddy, how come you never do that to me?" Jack's face was frozen in a half-smile. The question stopped him cold. - new1_2.zip
(10 kb)MOM'S NEW LOVE. Part 1 (mF, inc, cons, roman)
Before I tell you how I became the new man in Mom's sex life, let me tell you a bit of the background first. These are things that I actually didn't know much about at the time. Mom and Dad had enjoyed a full and very active sex life through the first 16 or 17 years of their marriage. But then Dad started moving up the corporate ladder, and his job began to dominate his life, much to the detriment of his marriage. Finally, when I was just about to turn 17, Dad was appointed superintendent of the production team for the second shift of the manufacturing plant where he worked. This gave him a whopping big salary raise and a huge responsibility. However, it also meant that he had to work from about 3:30 until well after midnight, with loads of overtime hours. He also had to go in on Saturdays for meetings. - new2_2.zip
(11 kb)MOM'S NEW LOVE. Part 2 (mF, inc, cons, roman)
After a few minutes, Mom straightened up, which caused my cock to flop free from her pussy. She turned around with a big grin on her face. "Oh God, honey! That was a great fuck!" My cock was dripping cum on the tile floor, and thick juices were running down Mom's legs, but she paid no attention. I soon learned that when it comes to sex, Mom likes it messy. Mom took hold of my stiff, gooey cock and looked at it admiringly. "This damned big monster is ready to go again already!" she exclaimed admiringly. "That's just what I need!" She dragged me by the prick back to my chair and pushed me down into it. Then she straddled my legs and, still holding my rod in place, lowered her cum-leaking cunt right down onto it, so that she was astraddle my lap facing me, with my dick all the way up her pussy again. - newsto~1.zip
(11 kb)Hank. By Greatness
I'm a typical high-school senior in most respects. I've had my share of girl friends. Girls seem to follow me around like lovesick puppies. Why? I'm tall, six feet three, a muscular 185 pounds, with dark wavy hair, and eyes to match. I lettered in every sport at school. My name is Hank. I always boast about the girls I've had. My friends love to hear my tales of whom I've had sex with. But they don't know my secret. Yes, I've had plenty of girl friends, good-looking girls too, but I've never had sex. The farthest I've ever gotten is heavy petting. If it ever got out I was still a virgin I'd be a laughing stock, with every guy at school who thinks I'm a major stud. - newsto~5.zip
(7 kb)Voyeur Dad, Part 3. By Dreemluvr (m/f, inc, f/f, Mff)
Samantha and I made love the rest of the entire evening. My 13-year-old daughter was insatiable, having orgasm after orgasm while I amazingly stayed erect most of the night. Samantha, I thought to myself, was my own little prescription of Viagra. I didn't want to get out of bed in the morning, but unfortunately duty calls so it was off to work I went. "Remember Daddy, Tracy's spending the night tonight," Sam moaned out, still half asleep. I looked back and saw my little naked girl sprawled out all over my bed. How I wanted to go back there and discover her treasures again and again. She looked so hot, her long blonde hair all tussled against the golden skin of her back. Her gorgeous tight, ass was playfully exposed to me, begging to be fondled and licked. - newtwo~4.zip
(14 kb)Two Families - The Cruise by Jason Bradford, Ch 4 (Mf, oral, vag, incest)
While Jason and his mother were having their awesome sexual baptism, Kim and Cassie were engaged in a long and intense discussion. The topic was Cassie's favorite, her obsession — sex. Kim didn't mind talking sex with Cassie, but she was worried about her. Cassie was young, not too bright, full of unanswered questions, and consumed with insecurities. Cassie was on a mission to have somebody love her, to get laid, to make a man happy, to become a woman, but she was too petrified with fear to do anything about it. That was a good thing in a way, because she was nowhere near mature enough to start having sex. In short, she was a typical 15 year old girl whose budding body and raging hormones had outrun her emotional development. - newyea~1.zip
(9 kb)"NewYears Party" (Mf, con, inc)
It was New Years eve and my 16 year old daughter Lisa and I were fixing up the house for a big party. I had just taken down the Christmas tree and was putting all the ornaments away. There were about 15 people who were supposed to show up tonight. The food was prepared and the champagne was on the counter, just waiting to be popped. I hoped I had enough stuff. My wife had gone to her parents house two days after Christmas on the plane, and she was supposed to be back the in two days. She had been gone for 4 days, and I was really missing her. Our son Bill was at a friends house for a overnight New Years party. - nextgen.zip
(54 kb)"Close Encounters of The Sexual Kind." By EROS
We are currently en route to the former planet of galactic peace, Nimbus III. Nimbus III never seems to stop fascinating me. It was a place where the famed crew of Capt. James T. Kirk once walked. To live and breathe the very air that they breathed will be one of the many highlights of my career. What they experienced during that journey, the bizarre alien god, Bigass, and their unique adventures will never cease to stimulate me. Lately though, something strange has been happening aboard the Enterprise. There have been numerous reports of lewd and indecent conduct by both male and female crew-members from all over the ship. Doctor Beverly Crusher can find no apparent medical or physiological reason for the increase in amorous tendencies of the crew. - nextstp1.zip
(6 kb)THE NEXT STEP by RHYMER
I was ready for the second phase of my planned sexual conquest of my father. A month ago, I'd caught a good look at his monster penis as he padded naked to the bathroom with a piss-hard, and I realized that it was the cock I'd been looking for all my young life. I began plotting then to make it mine. Puberty came early for me; I was menstruating at eight, and by nine had learned how much fun it was to rub my little slit. From there I moved on to fingers and makeshift dildos, and it wasn't long before I nabbed my first cock (Timmy Conley, our 14 year old paper boy). Let's just say I'm sexually precocious. - niceva~1.zip
(2 kb)"Nice Vacation"
When I see my brother, Robert, standing naked before me I see beauty and perfection. Robert reminds me of one of those Olympic athletes I saw on television. He has nice muscles with a hard flat tummy and beautiful, smooth, hairless body. We have been incestuous lovers since we were children. The first time Robert fucked me, he and I lost our cherries together. We didn't know about contraceptives. I started my monthlies and then I stopped. I was pregnant. Mom and Dad were cool about it; their first cousins but they made me get an abortion anyway. They didn't make us stop fucking but I did get on the pill. Time passed and Robert got a job in another town and moved away. We didn't fuck again for several years although we did write to each other. - nikki1.zip
(8 kb)Nikki Meets Cathy (ff, mf, incest, pedo)
Nikki's Jumbo jet was unloading its passengers at the New Orleans Airport. She was glad to get off the jet and enter New Orleans. She had been traveling for over 16 hours. Nikki was a 13 year old Russian student who had been choosen to enter the Russian-American Student exchange program. This was her first time out of her country. She was excited to see New Orleans and what it had to offer her. Nikki departed the plane and headed to the passport counter. She noticed the line was long. She hoped she would not have to wait a very long time to check herself into New Orleans. She hated standing in lines. That was all that she seemed to do in her native country. There was always a line for everything. - nmomall.zip
(54 kb)The Naughty Mom (m/F, Mom and three sons)
Alicia Anderson wondered what it would be like to have a young stud to fuck her regularly. It seemed that every married woman in the world was having an affair these days except her. Even Zenobia Grant -- that decrepit old bag on the soap opera Alicia sat here watching as the rain poured down outside -- was having an affair. The old bag, with her six face lifts and inch-thick makeup, was presently locked in the muscular embrace of the young stableboy who tended her husband's prize horses. The stableboy had to be at least a half century younger than Zenobia. Alicia she'd never be able to figure out the stableboy's lust for the old bag. She also knew that if there was any justice in the world, Zenobia would be caught in the act one of these days by her husband and banished forever from his luxurious estate. - nmoth6_8.zip
(7 kb)Naughty Mother, Chap 6
Alicia paced the floor of her bedroom, listening to the muffled sound of the piano music coming from downstairs. Her nervous excitement was so great that she had trouble thinking. She knew she ought to take a shower, then dress and make up the bed. She'd have to change the sheets. A puddle of Ricky's cum had formed under her crotch as she'd lain under him while he'd slept. Burn the old sheet and pad, then put on new ones, she decided. No, maybe she ought to keep them --- for sentimental reasons. Ricky had fucked her on them. I'm losing my mind, she told herself. First I fuck my own son, then I want to save the sheet as a keepsake. - nochoice.zip
(5 kb)Mother has no choice
This is a story about how I blackmailed my mother and forced her to be my sex slave. My mother is 47 years old. She has short dark hair with a touch of grey, large tits, and pale white skin. At 47 she is in pretty good shape, 5' 8" 125 lbs., with a slight bulge of excess fat in her stomach area. My parents ran a small church in the city where I lived, and over the years had milked ther congregation for hundreds of thousands of dollars. They had no belief in religion just a love of money. After my dad died my mom continued ripping these people off. I obtained proof of these acts, along with some pictures of my mother and a married man from their congregation fucking each other. Armed with these I was ready to give her what she had coming. - note2.zip
(8 kb)BONUS SISTER
Jimmy, 13 years old, and his sister Susie, who was a year younger, had just been watching a porno tape on the big screen TV in the livingroom late at night. Jimmy had found the secret hiding place his father had for these tapes and this was the perfect night. Their parents were out for the evening. This particular tape had a lot cocksucking and pussy-eating and the scenes of the young people fucking were just wild. They sat in front of the screen watching intently, getting more and more excited themselves as they watched. After it was over, he quickly put the tape back where he had found it so his father couldn't tell it had been moved, and they quickly headed upstairs to Jimmy's room after turning off the TV. - note3.zip
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Chelsea was six years old when my wife died in an automobile accident. She seemed to take the loss better than I did, and would often comfort me by saying everything would be alright...which should have been my job. Things were tough at first, getting used to doing things my wife had done before, being both mom and dad to Chelsea. The lonliness was almost unbearable, and eventually I submerged myself completely in my work to avoid the lonliness that came at night after Chelsea went to bed. I found it hard to sleep and would spend hours doing paper work, which in the end got me promoted at work, but the lonliness remained. Masturbation became my only means of sexual release. I didn't have time to date, and hookers weren't an option for me because of the time I spent with Chelsea. - note8.zip
(2 kb)BOFFING MOM
It was late afternoon. Mom was on the back porch with a romance novel in front of her face. It wasn't clear whether she was actually reading it or just day-dreaming behind it. In either case, I was feeling extremely horny and my gorgeous mother was looking decidedly fuckable. I didn't see any reason to hang back from acting on impulse. So I came up to her chair and cupped her underneath her big, firm breasts. As I massaged those fine, full titties in both hands, I asked her where Daddy was. "Mmmmmmmm, who knows? Working late again, probably," Mom replied pressing my hands over her tits with her own. "Great!" I bent down and kissed her hard on the lips. My tongue slithered into her warm, wet mouth, which tasted vaguely of sweet wine. - note9.zip
(1 kb)BOFFING MOM
It wasn't long before I was filling Mom's mouth with my first load of jizz. Being the first, it was almost too much for her to handle. But, as always, she managed... gulping and swallowing madly as my thick, creamy sperm squirted down her pretty throat. Her mouth was still working up and down when I gently took her by the hand and pushed her back into the house. I squeezed her firm, naked little ass and ran my fingers up between her legs from behind, giving her juicy, wet pussy a little feel up as we headed for the bedroom. I could feel my cock returning to its former hardness with every step I took. By the time that we reached the bedroom that my mother shared with my father, I was ridiculously hard again, so hard that you'd think it was a wonder my nuts didn't explode in her face. - notmin~1.zip
(9 kb)Not Mine But Good Need The Rest Sex Slave Mother. Part 3
Susan's arms were tied, her wrists almost up between her shoulder blades, her shoulder sockets on fire. Nevertheless, that wasn't all that was painful. Her sons had cut off a broom, and they now tied the handle behind her knees, and she was squatting near the window of the living room. A leash, leather and made for a big dog, was around her neck, a leather strap attached and secured to a hook they had driven into the wall. With the way her arms and hands had been bound behind her back, the handle of the broom behind her knees, Susan had to sit with her shoulders back. The position caused her creamy tits to lift and strain outward. Her pink nipples, to her horror, were like hard rubber, tingling until she thought she would go out of her mind if she couldn't scratch them. - nudistca.zip
(10 kb)Nudist Camp Kids 1 (m/f 11-13, mast, oral, intr)
Sunlight glinted off the young, sun-bronzed bodies as they dashed through the trees, escaping the busy recreation areas of Camp Eden to their own private hideaway. Along the way, they passed several naked couples engaged in various stages of lovemaking, but gave them a respectfully wide berth as others would have for them. At Camp Eden, sex was accepted as a natural activity for people of all ages and privacy was more of a perception than a reality. If people went out of the public areas of the camp, they were considered by everyone else to be invisible. Two of the four trotting children were no strangers to sex. They had been naturists all of their lives, and had engaged in sex play with other kids for as long as they could remember. - nursin~1.zip
(3 kb)Nursing Sister
My sister, Alice, is married and has a three-month-old baby which she breast feeds. Tuesday, she was over visiting with Mom. I was in my room studying. I'm twenty and go to the local college. "I'm going to feed little Michael," my sister called. I immediately dropped what I was doing and went to watch. I never tire of watching my big-breasted sister feed the baby. Every time I get a chance to watch my sister feed little Michael, I do. And every time I watch my sister take her tit out and feed her baby, I get an erection. Mom said she had to go next door for something and would be back in about an hour, then left. - nymmo1_3.zip
(2 kb)"Nympho Moms"(by EROS)
The day I turned 16, my Dad was killed in a car accident driving me home from school. I was okay except for some minor internal damage, but I was confined to bed for months after the surgery. My mom spent a lot of time with me during that time, just holding me... more often than not, we would both fall asleep together. Once, after I was feeling a lot better, I woke up while Mom was still asleep. I was lying with my head against her breasts. She was on top of the covers and I was under them. I pulled her dress up until I could see her panties. This got me really hot, and I unbuttoned the top of Mom's dress, and then got her bra undone. I sucked on one of her nipples for a few minutes, and then I got braver and started feeling her between the legs, rubbing her hot, silky pussy mound through her panties. - nymom2.zip
(2 kb)"Nympho Moms" (by EROS)
The same night I saw Terry fucking my mom I got to sleep with her again, and as soon as she got in bed I started sucking on her nipples again, and feeling her pussy. After a little while she took her panties off, and started pushing (I guess steering would be a better description) my head down off her breasts and toward her stomach. By the time I got to her navel, I KNEW what I wanted to do, and she spread her legs wide, and I got my first real closeup look at her pussy. My mom doesn't have a whole lot of hair down there like some women do, so I could see her juicy wet cuntslit real clearly. Soon I was kissing Mom's pussy, not really knowing what to do, but she seemed to like it so I started sticking my tongue into her hole. - nymom2_3.zip
(2 kb)"Nympho Moms" (by EROS)
The same night I saw Terry fucking my mom I got to sleep with her again, and as soon as she got in bed I started sucking on her nipples again, and feeling her pussy. After a little while she took her panties off, and started pushing (I guess steering would be a better description) my head down off her breasts and toward her stomach. By the time I got to her navel, I KNEW what I wanted to do, and she spread her legs wide, and I got my first real closeup look at her pussy. My mom doesn't have a whole lot of hair down there like some women do, so I could see her juicy wet cuntslit real clearly. Soon I was kissing Mom's pussy, not really knowing what to do, but she seemed to like it so I started sticking my tongue into her hole. - nymom3.zip
(2 kb)"Nympho Moms" (by EROS)
I fucked my mom twice more that night, and in the morning, Mom woke me up by giving me a blow-job. I fucked her again in the shower before leaving for school, she had to bend her knees and hunch down to get my cock up inside her, but it was a real turn-on to force Mom's wet, glistening body up against the tiled wall of the shower and fuck her hot cunt till she climaxed. After thinking about her all day, I arrived home to find Mom dressed in a t-shirt, and nothing else! She was washing some dishes, but I was so horny, I just pulled up her shirt, bent her over the sink and rammed my cock right up her cunt. She was extremely hot and wet. Obviously Mom had been thinking about sex all day too. We fucked and fucked, rattling the dishes on the draining rack, but we hardly noticed. - nympho~1.zip
(7 kb)Nympho Nurse. By Paul Liguori
I am probably the luckiest man alive, for I found a woman who is not only a sensational lover and a beautiful and compassionate woman, but my 18 year old granddaughter as well. I loved Melissa with all my heart and I know she loved me, too, but I never saw her much, since her parents lived in Orlando and she went to school in St. Petersburg. This all changed when I suffered a mild stroke during the beginning of summer last year. No one could believe it, and neither could I, for I was always very healthy. I worked out regularly and still looked forty, even though I was actually fifty-five. Melissa was a sensitive child, she always had been, and when she found out, I could not convince her for the life of me that I was all right. The truth was that I was not. - oldcous.zip
(13 kb)Girl and her older Cousin
Lynn is 18 year old high school student. Although she looks like she should be a cheerleader, with her long, black hair, large, dark eyes, and a body that could attract attention from two blocks away, she is actually a highly intelligent member of her high school debating team. She is an only child, who lives with her parents in an upper middle class neighborhood of a town in northern New Jersey. Her parents have recently departed on a two-week trip to Europe, something that they have been promising each other to do for years. Not wanting to leave the young girl in the house all alone, they asked her older male cousin, Tony, to temporarily move into the house to keep an eye on it and to watch over her while they are gone. - oldrsist.zip
(7 kb)My Older Sister
My sister was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen when we were growing up. Jenny was only a little older than my eighteen years, but she matured long before I did. By the time my cock started reacting to female flesh, my sister had a body that was driving older boys and men crazy. To me, it was pure torture in my own home. My first hard- ons were caused by her. I don't know how many gallons of cum I shot in the middle of the night with Jenny as the star in one of my frequent, vivid wet-dreams. Dreaming about her wasn't all that I did. I lusted after her all day --- and not just in my heart, either. - onehs.zip
(25 kb)One Hot Summer 1 (mf incest)
It was the summer of 1961. I was 14, a student in junior high school. We lived in an affluent suburb of an upper midwest city, in a big old Edwardian three story brick house. My father was a very successful senior executive with a defense company, and our lifestyle was comfortable in the extreme. I was the eldest of 5, three girls and two boys. My mother was essentially a housewife, but my father's position dictated a very busy social life. They employed an older Irish lady to cook , keep house, and "mind" the youngsters. At the end of the '60-'61 school year, the Irish lady announced that she would be returning to Ireland for the summer to see her aged mother. - ownson.zip
(4 kb)SHE DATED HER OWN SON
I didn't know how to respond to my horny 15 year-old- son, who had his eager hands inside my blouse, actively fondling my breasts EVEN THOUGH WE WERE IN THE CHECKOUT LINE AT THE GROCERY. My son frequently sucked my tits in public... Once he made me pregnant, he was able to suck milk from my breasts, which he'd do ANYWHERE he pleased, school, bank, restaurant, even in front of his friends! Without asking and without warning, he'd just open up my blouse, openly fondle my breasts, and then suck on them erotically and LOUDLY. It all started after my husband left us, to fuck our 11 year old daughter (who he'd been fucking since she was six years old!). After he left I got so horny I started to ponder the penis in my teenage son's pants.
Y2k Foolz stories....
mno (1.2 MB)
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A MrDouble Production: mrdouble@mrdouble.com Changes last made on: Sunday PM, December 16, 2001 |
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