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(6 kb)SAFE SEX by S.A. Talley (mmf, pre, teen, first, inc)
It all started during the summer of 1988 when our parents went away for a long weekend to Reno Nevada. Barry was 15 then and they thought he was old enough to take care of our younger sister and me. I was 13 then and Jamey was 8. Our folks were great, always watching over us, making sure that we knew how things were supposed to be, in short, they were very conscientious parents. But that weekend they differently had a lapse in judge- ment. (Of course I say that with the advantage of looking back through hindsight.) At any rate our folks left for the 4-hour drive to Reno leaving Barry in charge. Within an hour of their leaving he and I had already hit the liquor cabinet and were making ourselves screwdrivers. When I say liquor cabinet, I don't really mean it was a cabinet. - sailin~1.zip
(4 kb)Sailing with Mom
My mom and dad bought a forty foot sloop, a sailing boat, in the early nineties. Mom made good use of it while Dad, an engineer, was under government contract in a South Pacific island for almost a year. I arrived home in Tarzana, CA on a Saturday afternoon from a year of park ranger work. Mom was happy to see me and offered to take me on a Sunday, over-night sailing trip to St. Colburn Island about thirty miles off the coast. I happily agreed to sign on for an ocean adventure. I just missed my older brother, Timmy, who Mom took sailing that morning. He had left for civil service work in Europe six hours before I arrived. - samdaddy.zip
(4 kb)SAMANTHA & HER DADDY( M/f inc. pedo)
Samantha laid on her bed , reading wehn she heard her father come in. He popped in to tell her goodnight and that he loved her. "I love you too daddy " She kissed his cheek, and rolled back to her book. Hearing the housekeeper / sitter backing out, she noted that she liked the woman, but she yearned for mommy to come home from her buisiness trip from Germany. Three whole weeks without her seemed like forever to the little girl . Sam heard the shower in her parent's room going, and knew daddy would be off to bed soon. Reading till she was sleepy, she switched off her light. What was that noise ? There it is again ....What is that ?? she wondered. - san13_13.zip
(18 kb)Sandi's Story (Inc/Lez/For) (13/13)
I got off of him and layed back down on my back, and motioned him towards me. His hands went to my hips and held me then slid down and undid the straps of the garter belt from my black stalkings. Then while grinning at me he pulled my panties aside pulling it even tighter in my crack and kissing my pussy. After he had me panting and moaning for a little while he finally stopped, drawing my panties back. After he had finally thrown them away he moved back towards me and started lapping at my pussy some more, and when he was sure I was close to coming he stopped and moved up and started kissing my lips. I raised my legs up until I could hold them with my hands, just so I could feel the tip of his penis right at the very edge of my being. - sand3_13.zip
(13 kb)Sandi's Story(Inc/Lez/For) (3/13)
"I want to help you forget your troubles!" "Sandi! Stop it!" "Can't I watch you cum," I asked softly staring into his eyes. "Sandi!" "Please, I want to see it!" "SANDI!" "Come on Dad, cum for me!" "SANDI KNOCK IT OFF!" he said loudly withdrawing his hand from me to push my own hand off of him. "Come on I promise I'll do what ever you want!" "Sandi, get to your own bed!" he nearly shouted angrily at me. Dreams of actually making love to him shattered like a mirror inside my head into millions fragments. "Dad...." "Go on Sandi, get to your own bed right NOW!" "...Dad...." "Go!" Sadly I slipped from the bed and sullenly left the room. When I got into my own cold uninviting bed the tears came, flooding my eyes. I couldn't understand why it hurt me so, I was expecting him to say that he didn't want to... - sand4_9.zip
(20 kb)SANDI'S_STORY. PART 4
"I thought he was kind of handsome!" a second voice said. "You always think someone's handsome Margaret," a third voice kicked in. "I never thought he was any good, I always figured he'd do something like this, now what's going to happen to Sandi, eh? She's probably been molested or something already. God knows she fills her mothers roll almost completely now. Cooking his dinner, cleaning up after him!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Mrs. Duncan and her bitter old friends were cutting up my father. "He does not!" I screamed entering the kitchen. "How dare you talk about my father like that you ratty-old-bag!" "Sandi..." Mrs. Duncan said surprised. - sand6_9.zip
(20 kb)Sandi's Story(5/9)
"Probably," I sighed. "Don't you want her to be here?" "I'd rather be alone with you!" I told him softly kissing his stubbled neck. I liked the feel of his whiskers on my skin, it always tickled me. "Sandi!" "Dad? Would you do something for me," I asked fingering the small hairs on his face. "Depends," he said softly looking at me. "Grow a beard!" "What?" "Let your whiskers grow." "Your not serious?" "Yes I am. I think I'd like the feel of it," I said gazing into his eyes. "Please!" "All right, I'll let it grow until the court date, then I'm shaving it off!" "Ok," I said softly kissing his chin. "Would you like to watch us again?" I whispered to him. "No, I better not." "You liked it though didn't you?" "Yeah, I suppose I did Sandi!" - sand8_9.zip
(20 kb)Sandi's Story(8/9)
I set the empty beer can down on the night table, and turned back to him. "Well, I'm afraid we can't aford that luxury," he said while I started stripping out of my clothes. "I know." I said softly slipping under the covers and cuddling up against him. "Did you miss me?" "Of course I did. Why do you think I'm reading at this time of night?" "Well, I'm here now what do you say we get some sleep?" He rolled back and flicked the light off, and wrapped an arm over me. "I think it would be a good idea." Then we snuggled up real close to each other, exchanged a few small kisses and drifted in the warmth. "Sandi?" "What is it Bob," I asked slowly. "Can I ask you something?" "Always!" "Did you...did Dan...what I mean is did you...." "No, Bob, I'm still a virgin of having a man inside me. I told you, that belongs to you!" - sand9_13.zip
(16 kb)Sandi's Story(Inc/Lez/For) (9/13)
"All right," I smiled and kissed his lips. "Well, I suppose we're just going to have to roll with the punches," I said with a laugh "that's the way you frazed it wasn't it?" "You better get down stairs," he said letting out a little grin. "Ok," I said slipping from the bed with another kiss. I grabbed my robe and pulled it on loosely, leaning over and kissing his forehead. Slipping into the kitchen I tied my robe tight as Melanie was working over some pots. "Mel." "Sandi," she said with a start, "what the hell are you doing, I didn't hear you come in!" "I was up stairs, I can finish cooking dinner, I hadn't realized that you came in. I figured that since you and Jack were away from school today...that you wouldn't show up." - sandi.zip
(163 kb)SANDI'S STORY by R. Hawk
My mother died when I was eight from a car accident with a drunk driver five years ago. My Dad was left to raise me on his own and against his beliefs I think he did a good job trying to fill the role of both mother and father. It wasn't easy for him to raise his baby girl into a young woman, but he had managed even through the "period crisis" with very little help from anyone else. But I didn't like the fact that he refused to go out and date other women claiming his devotion to my mother. Even though he didn't know I knew that his collection of penthouse and playboy and other magazines grew over the years with the absence of a woman in his life. Occasionally I had flipped through them, reading the stories, interviews and of course looking at the pictures. - sandy3_4.zip
(41 kb)Sandi's Story(Inc/Lez/For) (3/4)
The rest of the camping trip was fun, it wasn't as intimate or romantic as I had figured it would have been, but it was fun. There was a party held every night we were there and I always stuck with Melanie during those times, even when Bob didn't go to Sunday nights. I spent almost ever minute when I was in the tent alone with one of them kissing them. I liked it more when it was Bob, but when it was Melanie I still enjoyed it. Monday afternoon when we left we dropped Melanie off at her house and Bob and I went home. The showers at the camp sight weren't as private as I would of liked so as a result I felt kind of gringy when we got home, and I told Bob I was going to go have a shower. He held my hand so I couldn't jump out of the car as soon as we stoped in the garage. - sarahs~1.zip
(9 kb)Sarah's Daddy (Mf, inc, cons)
Sarah Rosen stared intently into the mirror, making sure everything looked perfect. Her hair was done up in a French twist, and she was wearing her best dress and a pair of low heels. She'd even gone so far as to sneak into her mother's bathroom and use her lipstick. In Sarah's opinion, she looked very adult. At least, that's what she hoped. She was only 13 years old, but she wanted to look pretty for her Daddy today. Sarah was no fool, and she knew when her parents had been fighting. It had been happening a lot lately. Her bedroom was right over her parents' room, and in the last few months she'd heard nothing but fighting coming from that room. Her mother would come in late from work and complain to her Daddy that he was doing a terrible job taking care of the house and his daughter. - savsis1.zip
(7 kb)SAVED BY MY SISTER
My sister, Julie, was in the shower, and I had to use the bathroom. I knocked once. No answer. I knocked again, harder. "What?" She could hardly hear through the rush of the water. "I need to get in there. I have to go." "Sorry...You'll have to wait until I'm done." I was about to get mad and bang the door with my fist and tell her to hurry up, but I give a quick twist of the knob first. The door opened. I smiled, knowing this would make her mad as hell. I moved into the bathroom, which was thick with steam from the shower. "Hey, the door was unlocked!" "Get OUT of here!" Julie and I didn't get along too well. That's why I was smiling. I knew I would get her plenty annoyed, doing this. "I'll only be a second. Calm down." I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat down on the toilet. - secret.zip
(20 kb)Sister's Secret Urges by Day Dreamer (Bro/Sis, cons)
Robert Livingston had been a widower for about six months. He and his wife had been completely devoted to each other, and not once in their twelve years of marriage had either been unfaithful. "Compatible" is hardly a strong enough word to describe their relationship--their interests were almost identical, and they were truly friends who cared about each other. They were extraordinary lovers, too. They liked to do just about everything, with no guilt or embarrassment even when they sometimes engaged in the kinkier kinds of sex. Even though they had given Nature many opportunities, they had had no children. They always wanted them, but it never seemed to happen. - secret~1.zip
(4 kb)Secret Meeting by Dreemluvr (m/F inc)
Randy Lowe couldn’t wait to get home from school. The 15 year old sophomore was looking forward to another encounter with Misty. Last night the two removed each other’s clothes for the first time and gave each other powerful orgasms. Randy had never before experienced anything like it in his young teen life. He longed once again to touch her breasts and taste her body. He imagined her hands once again around his young teen cock, milking every ounce of cum from his virgin loins. Randy’s dick was growing hard in anticipation. He just wished he knew what she looked like. - seduci~1.zip
(7 kb)Seducing Mom 1/2 (M/F, inc, cons)
The following story is intended for adults. If you are below the age of eighteen, find erotic material (especially that involving incest) offensive or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. I've had fantasies about my own mother for many years and I long suspected she had more than just maternal feelings for me, too. Neither of us had ever acted on them, however. Growing up, I often got mixed signals. My mother would walk around the house nude when I was young, but stopped as I got older. I would often go in and talk to her while she was taking a bath and she would make no attempt to cover herself. As a boy, I found myself coming up with excuses to talk to her as she bathed. - seduci~2.zip
(5 kb)Seducing Mom 2/2 (M/F, inc, cons)
Mom noticed my cock had returned to life as we lay there together. She started stroking it and purred in my ear. "You think you've got enough to give Momma some more?" "Anyplace, anytime," I replied. She sat up, took a deep breath and lowered her mouth to my cock. As her tongue touched the tip, my cock twitched and she moved back. "I've never done this before," she admitted. "Your father was always a `lights off, missionary position' type. I never even had an orgasm until I got a little battery-powered helper a few years ago." She took a deep breath and slowly lowered her mouth over my cock. - semend~1.zip
(5 kb)SEMEN DONOR
At twenty-eight, I am the second oldest and only son of four children. My sister, Bonnie Jo, is twenty-nine and looks exactly like my mom; Stacy is twenty-five, beautiful, and twice as smart as she is good-looking; and Mary, thirteen, is the youngest. My dad is forty-seven, strict and religious. My mother is forty-seven, and loves my father, but isn't as old fashioned as Dad. Everyone is on their own and married except myself; and Mary, of course, is still home and in school. Dad is employed as a welder for one of the auto plants and works all the overtime he can. Sounds like the average family, and we were -- until I started to fill out. Dad didn't explain anything about sex, but Mom did, especially when she caught me playing with my dick in the bathroom. - sex-ed.zip
(7 kb)Cathy & Mike (Mmf, pedo)
I'm outside on the chaise, reading, while my daughter Cathy, who's 11, and the neighbor boy, Mike, also 11, are inside playing Sega games. Feeling tired I decide to lie down in bed for a nap. As I enter the patio door to the den I notice that the game is still on but the kids aren't playing. I wonder where they are? Oh well, probably went out the front. I pad down the hall quietly. As I pass Cathy's almost closed door I hear her say "Come on. Let me see it." I stop to listen. "I will if I can see yours," Mike responds. "You first," Cathy says. "Both at the same time," answers Mike. "OK!" Cathy giggles. "Shirts first." I suddenly realize just what's going on! I peek in through the door, opening it just a little. Mike and Cathy are standing facing each other. Mike is unbuttoning his shirt as Cathy pulls her T-shirt over her head. - sexed1.zip
(16 kb)From the Vault "Sex Education"
After Tabitha's announcement that she intended to give me her virginity, Rhonda and the kids went off to the kitchen for prepare dinner for the 'starving' youngsters. I could hear pots and pans banging around and their discussion and eventual decision to make spaghetti. I went out to the pool and slipped in, floating on my back and relaxing. Things were working out rather well, I thought. Rhonda and I still had not told the kids that the cabin was to be their new home. Rhonda was enrolled in a local community college for interior design classes and they were to occupy my cabin while she was in school. I had bought Rhonda's house and was having it restored, planning to sell it back to her after her business got off the ground. - sexed2.zip
(6 kb)Slimy Office Sex (M/ (teens)/f/b, incest)
The tension in my belly is a hungry gnawing as I change, yanking off my workclothes quickly, searching for the sweatpants I know are buried somewhere in the closet. The workday today seemed to last forever, the dull twitching and pulsing in my half-thickened cock driving me insane, constantly, maddeningly urging me to rub it through my pants -I couldn't think about anything else all day. I kept fantasizing about being able to take it out right there, stroke it to a full, raging erection, feed it into the warm, full lips of that cute little secretary in the front office...if only I thought she'd really go for it! I find the sweats, pull 'em on, stopping to give my swollen dick a slow, sensuous pull -a drop of clear pre-cum oozes from the purple tip and I scoop it up on my fingertip and lick it off with my tongue. - sexedu~1.zip
(7 kb)SEX EDUCATION
I was caught in a loveless marriage. John and I got married because I was pregnant with Richie, our son, and I refused to get an abortion. John felt that I had trapped him into marrying me, and he never stopped resenting me for it. He was abusive and cruel, and he openly cheated on me with girls he brought to our home. I was little more than an unpaid housekeeper, cook and caretaker to our son. John always felt free to grab and fondle my breasts, or run his hand up under my skirt and grope my vagina whenever he pleased, because he pretty much regarded me as his personal sex object, like a blow-up fuck doll. - sexsla~1.zip
(9 kb)Sex Slave Mother. Chapter 2(repost/revised)
Susan soaked in the tub, her mind spinning with what had happened to her. After she was released from her bondage, she had stood before her young sons without trying to conceal her totally naked body. She felt as if they had degraded her, come juice running down her thigh, her cunt quivering and feeling as if those fingers were still in her. Every inch of her sexy creamy nude body seemed to blush when she walked nakedly from the garage, feeling her young sons lustful eyes on her bouncing white ass cheeks. She went straight to the bathroom and ran a tub of very hot water, hoping it would wash away her shame. - sexsla~2.zip
(9 kb)Sex Slave Mother. Chapter 2(repost/revised)
Susan soaked in the tub, her mind spinning with what had happened to her. After she was released from her bondage, she had stood before her young sons without trying to conceal her totally naked body. She felt as if they had degraded her, come juice running down her thigh, her cunt quivering and feeling as if those fingers were still in her. Every inch of her sexy creamy nude body seemed to blush when she walked nakedly from the garage, feeling her young sons lustful eyes on her bouncing white ass cheeks. She went straight to the bathroom and ran a tub of very hot water, hoping it would wash away her shame. Something was wrong, she thought. She had never come that way before in her life. In fact, she had seldom experienced an orgasm, even when she had fondled herself. - sexsla~3.zip
(10 kb)Sex Slave Mother. Chapter 3 (repost/revised)
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. - sexsla~4.zip
(15 kb)Sex Slave Mother. Chapter 4 (repost/revised)
Today, Susan was fitted with a bra, or rather parts of a bra. It cupped beneath her tits, lifting them, but her nipples were exposed, the creamy swells bulging up. Nylons were on her long shapely legs, with very high heels on her feet, and a black garter belt held the nylons up. Her creamy ass cheeks and blond pussy were not concealed. With the collar around her graceful neck and the leash always in one of her boy's hands, Susan felt as erotic and beautiful as she looked. It did not take much to get her cooperation now. She no longer fought against her young sons when she saw the ropes or leash. She accepted them quietly, trembling inside with growing pleasure. She began to obey her sons without question. - sexsla~5.zip
(37 kb)SEX SLAVE MOTHER. Chapters1-4 (revised-repost)
Thirteen-year-old Mark King and his twelve-year-old younger brother Tommy have worked in their garage tirelessly for the last couple of hours trying to get everything ready. While they hung ropes and installed pulleys in the overhead beam of the garage, they talked constantly about what they were going to do to their mother thus keeping their sexual excitement at a high pitch constantly. Their young cocks stayed very hard and firm all this time. What they have been planning for weeks now were some of the most unimaginably depraved and unspeakably obscene acts to their own mother. Tomorrow their Easter vacation starts, they figure out a week without school should be plenty of time to accomplish their objective. - sextoy.zip
(27 kb)My Daughter, My SexToy. Part 1
"Oh god, here she is again", I mumbled to myself as Cheryl, my fifteen year old daughter walked down the stairs into the living room where I was sitting on the couch. She was wearing a short white T-shirt, and a pair of pale pink nylon panties, trimmed with lace; nothing else. As she came down the stairs, her young breasts, firm as they were, could not resist bouncing, proving to anyone who watched that she was wearing nothing to support them under the T-shirt. My wife and I had separated two years ago and, since that time, Cheryl had been spending every other weekend, some vacations, and the occasional weekday evening with me. Before we split up, it was normal for my wife to wander around the house wearing very little, and Cheryl had easily adopted her habit. - sff01_08.zip
(8 kb)Stephanie's Family Fun 01/08 (mf ff inc)
Stephanie examined herself in the mirror with a critical eye. She was a bit tall, and a bit skinny. Those were on the minus side. On the plus side her face was adorably cute, with wide green eyes. She had an hourglass body, with big, firm full breasts that sat high on her chest and didn't sag even the slightest. Her waist was tiny and gave way to a pair of smoothly rounded hips and a perfect pair of half moon buttocks. Her hair was a flaming dark copper red. She wasn't sure if that was on the plus or the minus side. It was full and thick and long, flowing over her shoulders and coming mid-way down her back. She would've preferred blonde, but at least red was better than brown, which was all too common. - shedate.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. - sherry.zip
(3 kb)Sherry, her brother and his friend (mmf,preteen,incest)
One day after school, Sherry arrived home and went to the bedroom her and her father shared. She left the door opened and got undressed. She went to the closet to get her box of toys. She was happy that Mr. Hunter had returned them after their week-end together. They never used them because they didn't need them. Sherry took a vibrator out of the box and started to get herself off. She turned it on and rubbed her pussy with it. Soon her little pussy was getting wet. She stuck the vibrator deep in her and felt the vibration all over her body. She moaned in pleasure. Soon a powerful orgasm overcame her small body. Then her moan became a scream of passion. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH IT FEELS SO GOOD!!!!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER!!!!" - shouldwe.zip
(2 kb)Should We?
My brother, Daegun, and I didn't get along very well when we first met, about six months ago. After all, I didn't even know he existed till then. It seems his mother had died and he didn't have any other family, so he decided to look for his father, my dad. Daddy was shocked, but happy. My mother and I weren't quite so thrilled. I had always wanted a brother, for some reason, I couldn't be nice to him. "Lynn, if only you would give me a chance, I like to be a real brother to you," he would say. Finally, he talked me into coming to his new apartment to stay a couple of weeks so we could get to know each other better. Daddy said he hoped I would go, so I told myself I was doing this for him. - showme.zip
(10 kb)ELECTRA AND HER DAUGHTERS
Dear Dr. Woods: My name is Susan, and I am a 21-year-old college student. My mother was killed in an automobile accident when I was ten years old, leaving me and my father alone, since I had no brothers or sisters. Dad, who was only 32 years old when he was made a widower, is a professional man - I won't divulge what his profession is - and he can set his own hours, so after my mother was killed, he was always home when I got out of school in the afternoon. Dad would help me with my homework, and then we would collaborate in fixing our supper. I'm sure he spent as much time with me as he could so I would not miss Mother so much, and he succeeded admirably! - siblstor.zip
(2 kb)Siblings Story
I have been having an affair with one of my sisters, and we are both happy and content with our new sibling relationship. Janet is eight years younger than I, and is one of my five sisters. Out of all of them, she is the one most like me, sexually speaking. This new relationship with my sister began two years ago, shortly after she received a vcr from her then current boyfriend. Right away, I started renting adult vidoes and staying up late watching them. I had moved back home with the family shortly after my divorice, so I really had nothing better to do then to watch porn all night. She would come home pretty drunk at about eleven or twelve and, as I found out, enjoyed watching xxx-rated movies as much as I did. - sibs.zip
(4 kb)Siblings by Kust1 (mf, ff, incest, teen)
There's no such thing as modesty at my house. Some of the first memories I have are of my sister, Kristen, and me, (oh, by the way, my name's Greg) taking baths together. There was never any of the curiosity between us that other siblings seem to suffer from. Since the days before we were in school we were always bathed together. Partially to save money, (Mom and Dad weren't well off then. Dad was finishing up law school and Mom had just started her interior decorating business and things were trim to say the least.) and partially to save Mom or Dad the trouble of having to spend We've always been close. People say we're twins but in reality there is exactly two years difference between us. - sidewi~1.zip
(13 kb)SideWinder
It didn't take long when I was growing up to realize the difference between men and boys. Momma was rarely around and always had her ass parked in May's Tavern. Just about every night she would bring some guy home and in the tiny flat we shared, my eyes didn't miss much. By the time I was seven, I knew exactly what was happening in the bed across from mine. I pretended to be asleep, but I knew. I was the one in the school yard who would correct the falsehoods that were whispered back and forth and tell them exactly what "fucking" was. Well, according to a seven year old anyway. - sinsof~1.zip
(3 kb)Sins of the Father (incest, m/f, cons, preg)
*thud* "God I hate that sound." Resonating in my mind over and over as I am led to the car by my uncle. I know he means well but he has no idea. *scrape* Another sound I hate with my entire being. The sound of shovels scraping over dirt and rock. I've heard this my entire life. It was a matter of course to hear it from morning to night where I grew up on the farm. Doesn't mean I like it. From the side of the road as I slip into the car I can see old man Hanson gathering up the last bales of hay for winter storage. Never cared for him at all. - sis.zip
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It was after midnight, my parents were sound asleep and I was watching the late show when Mary, my seventeen year old sister, suddenly walked into the den. To my utter surprise her blond haired, blue eyed, 36"-22"-34" Teeny Bopper body was decked out in a flimsy see-through nightie. In the dim lighting I could easily see the outline of her voluptuous breasts. They swayed firmly from side to side without so much as a hint of a sag. Her dark auroras were the size of silver dollars and they were capped with one inch protrusions as fat as my thumb tips. As if the sight of her magnificent nipples weren't enough to awaken my unbrotherly interest, her hemline played a forbidden game of peek-a-boo with the crotch of her panties. - sisand~1.zip
(7 kb)Sis and I. By Billy Jack
Hi my name is Fred, and this is a story about my sister who is three years younger and me. Growing up together we had the normal brother sister relationship, we fought like cats and dogs. I have two other younger sisters and that didn't help matters. But enough of the background, this story begins when I am 37 years old and Donna is 34. Donna has had a rough love life, two failed marriages and a live in boyfriend that cleaned her out and left. Me on the other hand, I have been married for 20 years. I got married at 17 and have two sons. Donna has no Children although she wanted them bad. Donna called me at 7 AM on a Saturday morning, crying about how that she just got home from work to find that her live in boyfriend had left her. Not only had he left her, but had taken a lot of her stuff with him as well. - sisand~2.zip
(2 kb)My sister and lover
I was 10 years old when I got my new sister whom is adopted. I was an only child in a very well to do family so my parents stayed on the go most of the time going on cruises and making apperances all over the world so all I had for a companion was out butler Nigel; he was ok he fixed me sundays when ever I asked him to and we went riding in one of the many roadsters my dad collected but still I was lonely for somebody around my age. I happened to have a 2 months leave from school and my parents took me on a tour of Romania with them and thats where I found Chezzanna. - sisbelly.zip
(4 kb)Sister's Big Belly (mf, inc, teen, pre-teen, preg)
A knock came at my door. My sister asked, "Can I come in? Mom went to sleep an hour ago." "Yeah, come on in.", I replied. "We need to cut this out, though, or she'll find us one of these days." "I know, but it's hard to stay away. I'm worried. Can we snuggle?", she said. I told her to climb on into the bed where I had been reading. Jenny has a great body that even her loose PJ's couldn't disguise. It's really developed nicely over the last couple of years. She shed the pajama top, but hesitated over the bottoms. "Go ahead and take them off. You know you will later, anyway.", I told her. "I know, but I'm feeling shy right now. I don't want you to see me fat. Please turn out the light." "Mom's going to notice your belly growing pretty soon. What are you going to tell her?" "That's what I wanted to talk about. - sischris.zip
(5 kb)My Little Sis Chris
I have been fascinated by incest ever since I can remember. Having been engaged in it since I was probably less then 2. But since my first communion, I had managed to leave it behind. It was not until I was in my late twenties when I got into it again--at least fantasizing about it. By this time my youngest sister had begun to look really attractive, and she just happened to fit the mold of what a perfect woman should look like (in my opinion). Anyway, I had noticed that my brother had been getting away with the "grabbing" of my other sister. I don't know whether she cooperated, but I had caught him touching her while she slept or pretended to sleep (they shared the same bed). Though this particular sister was not my type, I was however, turned on just knowing that he would touch her. - sisfrnd.zip
(5 kb)Sister's 17 year old girlfriend
You, Shauna and I have gone to see a movie. I know you through Shauan as you two are good friends. I liked you the day Shauna introduced us. I like pretty young school girls. After the movie, you invite us to come over to your place since nobody is home. We all agree to this. Once at your place we have some wine that you get from the kitchen and sit to chat. Gradually the conversation becomes erotic and you mention how often you fantasize about having sex with your brother. You ask Shauna if she ever fantasizes about me fucking her. Shauna blushes and I just smile. The conversation is so hot that you notice the bulge in my pants. You come over and sit next to me. You are so beautiful and I can't help but start kissing you. Shauna tells you just how big a crush I have on you. And I do. - sishelp.zip
(14 kb)LitStle Sister's Helping Hand by Day Dreamer
My sister Carol is a only a year younger than I and is a year behind me in school. Because we are so near the same age, we have always been very close to each other, con- fiding our secrets and presenting a united front in our relations with other people. I've always been the protec- tive big brother, and she has been the supportive, adoring little sister. We respect each other's ideas and thoughts and depend on each other for advice and support. This has been particularly true with respect to my dating. Because Carol is either a friend or a classmate of almost every girl I date, she is able to give me advice and fill me in on almost all of them. Since Carol and I don't have secrets from each other, she knows me well enough to guess that my primary interest is in what a girl has between her legs rather than between her ears. - sisidea.zip
(3 kb)It Was Sis' Idea
It all started in 1968 when I began to notice that my sister, who was eighteen years old, was developed. Her breasts were about apple size. I knew this because at night around the house she would sometimes wear a sheer pink nightgown, and when she passed by the living room lamp at a certain angle i could see them perfectly. We live in a rural area with no neighbors close by. That meant that I didn't have a girlfriend and was quite horny most of the time. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that I had sexual thoughts and ideas about my sister, Linda. I never talked to her about this, but I did begin to tease her a lot. By teasing I mean pulling the ribbon out of her hair and stuff like that. I know she enjoyed the attention because she didn't have a boyfriend, either. - sisinlaw.zip
(7 kb)Sis in law
Quite a few years ago I found myself at my in-laws with my 15yr old sister-in-law as my only company. The rest of the women had gone shopping for the day. Pam was quite a looker and could easily have passed for a twenty year old. I knew she had entered clubs and bars without being carded. She was laying on a blanket in the backyard in a very nice bikini taking in the sun face down with her top undone. I just couldn't help peeking out the window hoping she would forget and roll over. Right, in your dreams....... An hour or so later Pam came into the room where I was sitting and reading and started chatting about this and that. She was still in the bikini and it was hard not to notice her great body. She actually seemed shy and nervous about something. - sismary3.zip
(6 kb)My Sister Mary by MikeyBear. Chaps 3-4 (mf inc)
Two weeks passed until we had a chance to meet again in the treehouse. Mary had spent a week at church camp, and the following week I had taken my turn at the camp. Since I was the only one at the camp from my area, I was able to brag that I had touched a girl's pussy. I just didn't tell anyone that it was my little sister's. I was the stud of the camp, and had even gotten one of the girls to go the lake with me for some making out. Daphne had let me tongue kiss her and even let me feel her small breasts through her blouse and bra. But when I had tried to unbutton her blouse to get inside she stopped me and told me she wasn't that kind of girl. On the night I got home, I was taking a shower in our shared bathroom when the door quietly opened and Mary peeked in. - sissue.zip
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It was after midnight, my parents were sound asleep and I was watching the late show when Mary, my seventeen year old sister, suddenly walked into the den. To my utter surprise her blond haired, blue eyed, 36"-22"-34" Teeny Bopper body was decked out in a flimsy see-through nightie. In the dim lighting I could easily see the outline of her voluptuous breasts. They swayed firmly from side to side without so much as a hint of a sag. Her dark auroras were the size of silver dollars and they were capped with one inch protrusions as fat as my thumb tips. As if the sight of her magnificent nipples weren't enough to awaken my unbrotherly interest, her hemline played a forbidden game of peek-a-boo with the crotch of her panties. - sis-sue.zip
(6 kb)Sis and Sue
It was after midnight, my parents were sound asleep and I was watching the late show when Mary, my seventeen year old sister, suddenly walked into the den. To my utter surprise her blond haired, blue eyed, 36"-22"-34" Teeny Bopper body was decked out in a flimsy see-through nightie. In the dim lighting I could easily see the outline of her voluptuous breasts. They swayed firmly from side to side without so much as a hint of a sag. Her dark auroras were the size of silver dollars and they were capped with one inch protrusions as fat as my thumb tips. As if the sight of her magnificent nipples weren't enough to awaken my unbrotherly interest, her hemline played a forbidden game of peek-a-boo with the crotch of her panties. - sister~2.zip
(11 kb)SISTER, PART 3
Near midday they returned to the cabin. He followed and sat at the kitchen counter and watched while they made sandwiches and packed a picnic. "We're going to go over to the far side of the lake and hike up to Miller's Pond and have a picnic. Wanna come?” Janet asked. "Sure, why not?" he said. "Good, someone to carry lunch!" Cindy said, smiling and brushing past him, her breast brushing his hand. He went in and got changed and then went down and got the boat ready. The boat ride was not long, but if they were marooned it was a long walk back. He filled the tank with gas and threw the trash into the garbage can by the dock just as the girls came down. "It's all ready!" he called. The girls both wore long T-shirts and tennis shoes and bikinis. They all climbed in and he started the engine. - sister~3.zip
(4 kb)SISTER. PART ONE
The sun was hot as it glinted off the windshield of the little sports-car. He washed it and rinsed it quickly. As he waxed it he was sweating. It felt good. Though it was his sister's car he loved the little yellow car and had a dream of someday owning it. His sister had hinted that once he was old enough he could have it. The wind rustled through he trees as he finished wiping off the wax, cooling him off. They were at the lake together, alone. Their mother and father had decided they needed to go to their store several hundred miles away and fix the problems which had been plaguing them for several months. - sister1.zip
(6 kb)SISTER
It was after midnight, my parents were sound asleep and I was watching the late show when Kathy, my seventeen year old sister, suddenly walked into the den. To my utter surprise her blond haired, blue eyed, 38D"-22"-34" Teeny Bopper body was decked out in a flimsy see-through nightie. In the dim lighting I could easily see the outline of her voluptuous breasts. They swayed firmly from side to side without so much as a hint of a sag. Her dark auroras were the size of silver dollars and they were capped with one inch protrusions as fat as my thumb tips. As if the sight of her magnificent nipples weren't enough to awaken my unbrotherly interest, her hemline played a forbidden game of peek-a-boo with the crotch of her panties. - sister-k.zip
(11 kb)Sister Karen
I had just turned 14 and like all 14 year old boys, there was only one thing on my mind...sex! It seemed like everywhere I looked there was something to remind me of what I wasn't getting. TV commercials were full of half naked girls, magazines, school, and worst of all the mall. It was bad enough at school with all the girls running around with their bouncing titties and miniskirts, but at the mall it seems like those same girls were just trying to see who could wear the sexiest clothes, or who could turn on the most guys without being touched. It had gotten so bad that I was jacking off at least twice every day. Last weekend at the mall, I actually had to go to the restroom and jack off, just so I could walk around without my dick trying to bust out of my pants. - sisters5.zip
(6 kb)Sisters! Can't Live with 'em! Can't F*ck 'em! part 5
I had now experienced some minor sexual encounters with all of my sisters, but had yet to actually fuck any of them. How I could get Rachel, the 16 year old miss popular cheerleader, to fuck me, I couldn't figure. Susan, the 14 year old tom boy, was a different matter, she had already shown some sexual curiousity towards me, but how to make the leap to actual intercourse again puzzled me. That left only Christa, the 11 year old tattle-tale brat, who was already as tall as Rachel and just beginning to develop a body along similar lines. A body both slim and gracefull. My previous encounter with her was the only encounter I had yet had where we were both concious of the other's behavior. - sisuck1.zip
(4 kb)The Night Sis Sucked Me Off
I'm no stud. But, by the time I was 20, I was no stranger to sex. I had sex in parked cars, motel rooms, and even the house of the girl's parents. But it was always climb-on, stick it in, wham-bam sex. I tried to lick one pussy but the girl stopped me. Said it was nasty. If girls thought that was nasty, I knew that they would never do what I wanted. More than anything else in the world, I wanted a blow job. I wanted a girl to drink my come. My sister, Judy, was home from college for the summer. She is two years older than me. I've watched her make out with her boyfriends since I turned 14 and discovered sex. - sisucks.zip
(4 kb)The Night Sis Sucked Me Off by John Samuels
I'm no stud. But, by the time I was 20, I was no stranger to sex. I had sex in parked cars, motel rooms, and even the house of the girl's parents. But it was always climb-on, stick it in, wham-bam sex. I tried to lick one pussy but the girl stopped me. Said it was nasty. If girls thought that was nasty, I knew that they would never do what I wanted. More than anything else in the world, I wanted a blow job. I wanted a girl to drink my come. My sister, Judy, was home from college for the summer. She is two years older than me. I've watched her make out with her boyfriends since I turned 14 and discovered sex. - sisvibme.zip
(12 kb)Sis, a Vibrator, and Me
Due to the job market, my sister and I had moved back home while looking for better jobs. Both of us were in our late twenties, but our mom and dad didn't mind giving us our old rooms back. As I walked in after getting off early from my part-time job, I was surprised to see her there, her legs bent up at an angle, resting on either arm rest while her furry pussy was exposed at the center of her wide-open crotch. Cass must have figured that nobody would be home for awhile, so she had gotten naked, and was stretched out lasciviously on the big recliner chair in the living room. I guess that after we grew up, my sister and I didn't mind much about each other masturbating. We had each glimpsed the other playing with themselves at different times over the years, after a while it was no big deal. - sisvisit.zip
(7 kb)Little Sister's Visit
I had graduated from tech school and was living a pretty successful life in a large town. My sister, Alexa, had recently moved to town to go to the local university, and one day she called and asked if I would mind if she came over. To tell you the truth, I'd been interested in my sister since she'd begun to go through puberty. She'd always been a cute kid, and when she began to develop, she became very attractive. Her hips filled out and her breasts began to swell the front of her clothes. I'd spent many a time in the bathroom, masturbating while imagining what her body looked like. Now she was nineteen and I was still attracted to her, so I told her to come right over. - siswatch.zip
(4 kb)Little Sister Watches
One day, I was home watching a movie by myself, and my sister walked in the door. She was 14 at the time, and just beginning to develop quite nicely, with rounded small breasts. She plopped down on the couch next to me and asked what I was watching, and I pretended like I didn't know, trying to find the remote to turn off the porno I had in the VCR. I couldn't find it, so I had to get up to turn it off. I think she noticed the bulge in my jeans, becuase she said, "You don't have to hide it from me, I'm old enough now..." I was 16 years old and had a steady girlfriend, who was quite experimental, and we had great sex. "Oh, ya, old enuff, huh? You've done it?" I asked. "No, but my friends talk about it all the time. I know enough." "You don't know shit," I said, "You're just a kid!" - slave.zip
(4 kb)Sex Slave by Boomer (wife, cheating, impregnation)
My name is Lesley, I'm a twenty-eight-year-old woman who is considered by most of those around me to be attractive. I've been married for seven years to a wonderful man named John. We have a good life and with the exception of good sex my husband is able to provide everything I need. It's not that our sex life is non-existent, it's just that I'm more highly sexed than John. About once a week he'll fuck me for about five minutes, cumming in a condom before disengaging himself from me and then before I know it he's snoring peacefully, leaving me to finish my own self manually. Due to a promotion within his company we relocated to San Diego approximately six years ago where I met Allan who is John's boss. Allan isn't particularly attractive. - slepgbty.zip
(4 kb)Sleeping Beautifully by DarkVice (incest,m/F,nc,oral)
This is unbelievable, I never thought anything like this happens in real life. My best friend is my computer and the Internet is my playground. The sex newsgroups feed my adolescent mind with vivid fantasies that are just out of reach in reality. If only I can take that first step to fulfill those dreams with the opposite sex. I never thought I would be living out one of those hot sex stories I ravenously read about on the net. I'm 16 years old, 5' 10" , dark blond hair thin as a rail; however my upper chest is starting to fill out, after I started weight training last year. I'm average looking not a girl's wet-dream, but they show some interest in me, and I a lot in them. I've had a few dates, but they haven't gotten passed the hot and heavy kissing and breast feeling stage. - slimy-~1.zip
(6 kb)Slimy Office Sex (M/ (teens)/f/b, incest)
The tension in my belly is a hungry gnawing as I change, yanking off my workclothes quickly, searching for the sweatpants I know are buried somewhere in the closet. The workday today seemed to last forever, the dull twitching and pulsing in my half-thickened cock driving me insane, constantly, maddeningly urging me to rub it through my pants -I couldn't think about anything else all day. I kept fantasizing about being able to take it out right there, stroke it to a full, raging erection, feed it into the warm, full lips of that cute little secretary in the front office...if only I thought she'd really go for it! I find the sweats, pull 'em on, stopping to give my swollen dick a slow, sensuous pull -a drop of clear pre-cum oozes from the purple tip and I scoop it up on my fingertip and lick it off with my tongue. - slumber.zip
(5 kb)Sleeping beautifully by DarkVice (incest,m/F,nc,oral)
This is unbelievable, I never thought anything like this happens in real life. My best friend is my computer and the Internet is my playground. The sex newsgroups feed my adolescent mind with vivid fantasies that are just out of reach in reality. If only I can take that first step to fulfill those dreams with the opposite sex. I never thought I would be living out one of those hot sex stories I ravenously read about on the net. I'm 16 years old, 5' 10" , dark blond hair thin as a rail; however my upper chest is starting to fill out, after I started weight training last year. I'm average looking not a girl's wet-dream, but they show some interest in me, and I a lot in them. I've had a few dates, but they haven't gotten passed the hot and heavy kissing and breast feeling stage. - smallt~1.zip
(17 kb)A Small Town Mom. Part One (incest, M/f)
It was his sisters wedding..it should have been a happy event for everyone in the family..but he was pissed at his father for having brought his new young wife to the wedding..his mother at the reception had been upset over that and had drank far too much and now he had to break plans to go out with some of the guys after the reception because he had to drive his mom home. David had struggled to get his mom in the house, back in her bedroom and finally sitting her on the edge of her bed. He tried to lay her back on the bed but his mother resisted his effort as she drunkenly mumbled as how she needed to get undressed. David telling his mother he would come back and check on her released his grip but had to quickly catch his mother as she started to pitch forward off the bed. - sndsleep.zip
(4 kb)Sound Sleeper by CW (m/f, nc, teen incest)
Kevin honestly hadn't planned for it to happen. It just happened. And all because his sister fell asleep in front of the TV with no panties on. He had just gotten home from seeing a late movie with some of his high-school buddies. It was around one, and as he walked through the living room he noticed his younger sister Katie sitting zonked out their father's recliner. It looked like she had fallen asleep while watching some old movie. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt that she liked to lounge around in, and as Kevin went to turn off the television, he noticed to his surprise that she didn't appear to be wearing anything else. Her shirt had risen up and her legs were slightly apart, and he could only see a mysterious patch of darkness where he had expected to see the white flash of her cotton panties. - snowst~1.zip
(3 kb)from Family Letters
My brother and I were caught in a big snowstorm last year. We thought we could make it from my home in Arizona to our parents' house in northeastern Oklahoma, but ended up in motel in western Oklahoma. "I can give you one room," the clerk said. "And you can count yourselves darned lucky to get it. The people who had it reserved are off in a ditch about thirty miles west of here. If they hadn't called in from a farm to cancel, it wouldn't be available." "Twin beds?" I asked hopefully. "One double bed," he said. "Take it or leave it. There are a dozen other people who'd love to get it." I knew he was telling the truth, so we took the one room, one bed. - somein~1.zip
(66 kb)Wicked Love Making (mf,mmf,incest,preg,milk,breast)
After all that had happened, I still considered myself lucky. Of course, there had been very tragic moments in my life, but they seemed only to have given me more strength, and trust in myself. Nature had of course influenced me and somewhat turned me into a sad person, but this day changed it all for me, I started to live anew. I had only lived half my life, I was still young... Let me tell you how it started... My name is Annabel, but everyone calls me Anna or just Bel. We, that is, my then 15-year-old-son John, and his 1 year younger brother Tim, lived out on the planes of Texas. We had lived there ever since the dreadful accident that changed my life in a brutal way. - somein~2.zip
(66 kb)Wicked Love Making (mf,mmf,incest,preg,milk,breast)
After all that had happened, I still considered myself lucky. Of course, there had been very tragic moments in my life, but they seemed only to have given me more strength, and trust in myself. Nature had of course influenced me and somewhat turned me into a sad person, but this day changed it all for me, I started to live anew. I had only lived half my life, I was still young... Let me tell you how it started... My name is Annabel, but everyone calls me Anna or just Bel. We, that is, my then 15-year-old-son John, and his 1 year younger brother Tim, lived out on the planes of Texas. We had lived there ever since the dreadful accident that changed my life in a brutal way. - son.zip
(2 kb)MOTHERFUCKER
Suddenly something happened. I don't know who felt it first, whether it was Frank, my son, or me. But all of a sudden he was no longer snuggling up like a child. He began kissing my breasts through my thin robe, and I COULDN'T PUSH HIM AWAY! It was the most peculiar feeling. Everything was changing and I felt all weak and funny inside, BUT IT FELT GOOD. I LIKED WHAT HE WAS DOING! It entered my mind then that I HAD to push him away, that I was his own MOTHER! But I couldn't bring myself to hurt him like that. This was the first pleasure my child had had since he'd broken up with that cheating slut... How could I hurt him again? I JUST COULDN'T DO IT! But I'm not making excuses for myself, Doctor. I was having funny feelings inside, and I DID NOT WANT TO PUSH MY SON AWAY! - sonlov1.zip
(4 kb)Sonlove1 (F/m, inc)
Any woman would fall in love with my son. Years of very dedicated training in weightlifting, swimming and Judo have made him into a physical specimen that literally turns women's heads. His buns are so firm, round and tight, I've actually seen grown women slap one anther on the arm to get attention, then point as he walks by. His body is like a wonderful Greek sculpture; lean, athletic and powerful. But his physique is only an attention getter. It's not just his muscles, either. He moves and walks like a big jungle cat. His motions are precise and smooth, not one wasted moment of energy. He seems to glide through the air effortlessly. His broad shoulders and lean waist don't move like a muscle-bound ape. - sonscock.zip
(4 kb)Her Sons Big Cock
Not until my husband's death did I understand the meaning of the word lonely. For 20 years, I built my life around him. His death, along with that of one of our sons in a car crash almost destroyed my world. I was 38 years old and thought my life was over. If it hadn't been for my oldest boy, Jeff Junior, I don't think that I would've survived. Jeff reminded me so much of his late father when he was also 18 - it was downright scary. When I saw him in the morning, his dad immediately came to mind. Some memories were more painful than others. When I saw Jeff at the pool with his shirt off or smelled his sweat when he'd been mowing the lawn, hot sexual images of his father invariably tormented me. - sorcon5d.zip
(11 kb)SORDID CONCEPTION. BY CHILI PEELER. Part 5
'Oh, God help me, that was so good,' Brenda thought as they became still. She could feel her womb awash in Brad's seed and she said a quick silent prayer that she would become pregnant. She'd wanted the actual conception to be memorable and this certainly would be. "Thank you," she whispered toward Brad's ear. "Have you two....finished?" Brad's mother's voice called. 'I forgot all about her....she heard everything!' Brenda thought, her face becoming red with embarrassment. She gave a push up at Brad to get him moving out and off of her and she pushed at the inside of his elbow, trying to get him to remove his hand from under her nightshirt. "Yes," she answered Mrs. Larrington's question. - sorcon7.zip
(8 kb)Sordid Conception - Part 7 (MFF, inc, impreg)
'I did that....made Brenda come.' Sharon had sat back on her legs after Brenda's thighs had fallen open. Her fingers went to her lips as she continued to taste the tangy wetness that Brenda had produced. It was her first taste of womanly cum and she found it almost as intoxicating as hard liquor. She wanted to tell Brenda how much she had enjoyed trying to give cunnilingus, experiencing it from the other side, but there would be time for that later because Brad gripped her arm and pulled her toward him. "I hope you're ready, Mom, because I'm gonna give it to you good," he said a little too loudly. Sharon realized he was announcing it to Brenda. So Brenda could watch what she and Brad had hidden from everyone else. - sordid03.zip
(12 kb)Sordid Conception. Part 3 ( in-law, preg, inc )
"Hmm!" he grunted. "Wake up, sleepyhead." She massaged his back for a moment and he raised his head up and turned it toward her. "What time is it?" he asked, yawning. "About 8:30. You have some friends over last night?" "Yeah, a few guys. I could use some more sleep," he muttered and lay his face down on the pillow. "You can sleep later," Sharon said, "Brenda will be here soon." "Oh yeah," he said, a smile appearing on his lips. "Oh yeah is right. So get up and get in the shower. I'm going to call Brenda." Sharon left his room when she was sure he was getting up. She walked back to her bedroom, sat on her bed and called Brenda on the bedside phone. - sordid06.zip
(8 kb)Sordid Conception - Part 6 (MFF, inc, preg)
Brad hugged his mother tightly, standing at the foot of her bed, while behind them Brenda began stripping off her own clothes. "Enjoy it, Mom...show her what we do," he whispered to her and then began unbuttoning her blouse. "I will, Brad," she said as she let him strip her. The last button came undone and he slid his hands into her blouse, sliding his hands around her soft sides, pulling her against him. She pulled his face down and they kissed as if Brenda was not there. Brad felt the raw heat his mother was giving off. He doubted he'd have to prompt her very much. Having Brenda watch them was probably going to make it all the better for his mother. And he knew she would like to watch him do Brenda, this time without the covers. - sordid1.zip
(12 kb)Sordid Conception. BY CHILI PEELER. Part 1 (inc, mother/son)
Sharon Larrington sat quietly at the table in the breakfast nook, stirring her tea and thinking about her daughter-in-law's problem. Brenda had come by four months ago to "just visit" but soon after arriving she had broached the subject that had really brought her over. "I could use some advise.....some medical advise," Brenda had said as she'd watched her cleaning out her bedroom closet. "What is it, dear?" Sharon had asked, looking at her as she folded an old sweater. Sharon was a registered nurse at the small hospital in Little Falls; being asked medical stuff by her family wasn't out of the ordinary. "Chris and I have been trying to get pregnant for almost a year......." Brenda began, ".....and nothing's happened." - sordid2.zip
(10 kb)Sordid Conception. Part 2
"How do you want it tonight, Mom?" he asked up at her. "I'll let you decide, baby," she said, smoothing his hair off his forehead in a motherly instinct. She could almost bet money on the position he'd choose. "In that case, Mother dear," Brad began, a big smile on his face, "Assume the position......of doggy submission!" He pulled his fingers from her pussy and sat up on his haunches, his hard peter sticking up from his hairy pubes like a Stonehendge monolith. Sharon's bet would have paid off. Her son just loved to take her from behind. She liked just about any position if the truth was known. - sordid3.zip
(12 kb)Sordid Conception. Part 3
"Hmm!" he grunted. "Wake up, sleepyhead." She massaged his back for a moment and he raised his head up and turned it toward her. "What time is it?" he asked, yawning. "About 8:30. You have some friends over last night?" "Yeah, a few guys. I could use some more sleep," he muttered and lay his face down on the pillow. "You can sleep later," Sharon said, "Brenda will be here soon." "Oh yeah," he said, a smile appearing on his lips. "Oh yeah is right. So get up and get in the shower. I'm going to call Brenda." Sharon left his room when she was sure he was getting up. She walked back to her bedroom, sat on her bed and called Brenda on the bedside phone. - sordid4.zip
(11 kb)Sordid Conception Part 4
"Honey, a watched pot never boils," Sharon said to her pacing son. It was around 11:30 A.M. on Thursday and they were both in the front room of the house awaiting the arrival of Brenda. "Ha-ha," said her son as he looked out the window. "You would think she'd at least be on time." "She'll be here. I talked to her this morning and she was coming. Why don't you wait upstairs in your room? You can get ready." Brad looked at her and gave her a smile. 'Getting ready' meant looking at some dirty magazines so he would come to the bed in an aroused state. Sharon had thought it would be less awkward for Brenda. "O.K., Mom," Brad said. He started walking toward the way upstairs but stopped in the doorway to say, "But if Brenda chickens out, you're going to be the one on the receiving end later on." - sordid5.zip
(11 kb)Sordid Conception Part 5
'Oh, God help me, that was so good,' Brenda thought as they became still. She could feel her womb awash in Brad's seed and she said a quick silent prayer that she would become pregnant. She'd wanted the actual conception to be memorable and this certainly would be. "Thank you," she whispered toward Brad's ear. "Have you two....finished?" Brad's mother's voice called. 'I forgot all about her....she heard everything!' Brenda thought, her face becoming red with embarrassment. She gave a push up at Brad to get him moving out and off of her and she pushed at the inside of his elbow, trying to get him to remove his hand from under her nightshirt. - sordid7.zip
(8 kb)Sordid Conception. End
'I did that....made Brenda come.' Sharon had sat back on her legs after Brenda's thighs had fallen open. Her fingers went to her lips as she continued to taste the tangy wetness that Brenda had produced. It was her first taste of womanly cum and she found it almost as intoxicating as hard liquor. She wanted to tell Brenda how much she had enjoyed trying to give cunnilingus, experiencing it from the other side, but there would be time for that later because Brad gripped her arm and pulled her toward him. "I hope you're ready, Mom, because I'm gonna give it to you good," he said a little too loudly. Sharon realized he was announcing it to Brenda. So Brenda could watch what she and Brad had hidden from everyone else. - spacem~1.zip
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Mom and I had made good time on our drive from Silicon Valley to the Sierra, and had arrived at the secluded campground just on the California side of Lake Tahoe with plenty of daylight left. Our tent was up and our sleeping bags were rolled out, our cooking gear and our food supplies were squared away, and we'd built a small fire just as the last blush of sunset was fading into the jagged black outline of trees against sky. We were the only people in the campground, and the silence and solitude were as vast and as comforting as the forest itself. This was Mom's and my celebration, our way of rewarding ourselves for the effort we'd invested in our successes. I had just graduated from the eighth grade, with top honors in science and math. - stepfath.zip
(15 kb)The father
This story contains vivid descriptions of illegal sexual acts. If your children manage to find this puppy and read it, don't go whining to me. As a parent, it's your responsibility to monitor their net access, not mine. If you're offended by the content herein, then get the fuck off alt.sex.stories. Anyone who 'accidentally' manages to plug into this newsgroup and read the contents is either dumber than shit or a closet pervert masquerading as a religious fanatic. For all of you out of the closet and proud of it, I hope you enjoy this little tale of incestuous sex. While it isn't the first such piece I've written, it is the first I've posted here. - stepsis.zip
(8 kb)My new stepsister (inc, n/c?)
My parents got divorced when I was eleven and my mother immediately remarried. She dragged my little sister and I from our sleepy Florida town to a city up north, into the new family's big old house in the burbs. We were thrown into an entirely new situation that included a new stepfather, a cat, three dogs,... and my new stepsister Linda. She was just six weeks older than me, and we became instant friends. She introduced me to the kids in the hood, among other things. I don't know whether it was from my having been to a Catholic elementary school or what, but she couldn't believe how naive I was. I knew how the "S" word was spelled, but had never heard it spoken aloud - until she said it, no doubt causing me to gasp in shock. - storie~1.zip
(7 kb)SeanA's Erotic Stories
It was a hot summer day. One of those days that you feel like running around town without clothing on, and I had just came home from my summer job. As I entered the house, I called to see if anyone was home (hoping I had the house to myself. There was no answer, so assuming nobody was home, I decided to strip at the door, in the living room. (As you can guess, I LIKE being naked . . . runs in the family.) I settled down to watch TV, once I was comfortable. Finding nothing on, I looked for a videotape. I guess that was the start of everything. You see, searching through the stack of old tapes piled in the back of a drawer, looking for one I hadn't seen three times already, I found this one tape, with a funny name on it. - storie2.zip
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I'm 28 and David's 30. He and I became lovers when I was 14 and He 16...and we've been ever since, despite the fact that he's married with 2 kids and very happy. About a year ago, I started thinking about having a baby, and I was thinking of having Davids, but I figured that he wouldn't go for it at all. So after some serious thinking, I decided I wanted a child, and I wanted my older brother to be the father. Without him knowing, I stopped taking the pill. Was I wrong in this? I didn't think so. I'm very indipendent already. So with David living out of town, it was easy to rid myself of the effects of the pill. When David works, he gets sent to other towns, and when he comes here, he always stays at my apartment, and of course, in my bed. So I was ready for him, my body was fertile and I wanted him so badly. - story.zip
(18 kb)A tale of incest
I was born in Georgia in the Spring of 1970. Three years later, my mom gave birth to my sister Bianca. My parents where the pseudo-hippy type, so my sister and I where raised in a relaxed, philosophically open-minded environment, and we where free to pursue our own interests as long as we didn't become "bad kids". I was a fairly normal kid, although a little more serious and conservative than my parents. Bianca, on the other hand, was really into the "hippy thing" (for lack of a better term), and when the "new wave" trend came along in the mid 80's, she was "mod" to the bone. My relationship with my sister was fairly good, but we weren't close-as-can- be. - story7~1.zip
(3 kb)Picture Perfect
I've always been terribly proud of my daughter, Sarah. She's a bright, self-confident young woman with a mischievous gleam in her bright blue eyes. She's also very lovely, very beautiful. A she developed, I watched with pride, that pride hovering occasionally on the edge of lust as she wore scantier and tighter clothing. By eighteen she was often going topless at our fenced-in pool, and walked through the house in thong panties and brief tank tops. She was as tall as I, at six feet, with utterly beautiful long legs, a firm, thirty-eight inch chest, and a very narrow waist. I knew she was no virgin, and hadn't been for some time. She took many lovers, making no secret of it, nor of her lack of satisfaction in them, despite the pleasure she took in sex. - storyg~1.zip
(9 kb)Girl Power By Dreemluvr. Parts 1-2 (f/M, ffff/M, inc, rape)
Young 15 year old Ashley Barrett sat down in her bedroom and called the girl's club meeting to order. This was a very exclusive club from Wood Valley High, one in which the initiation held a very difficult proposition. Currently there were only three members: Ashley, Cheri Carson, and Jennifer Landers. All of the girls were freshman at the school. They weren't cheerleaders, but all of them easily have the looks to be one. The girls all had incredibly tight, young teen bodies and best of all, knew how to use their assets to get what they wanted. The purpose of the meeting was to consider the membership of the new freshman girl, Christine Lewis. Christine was a very small young girl, but had a gorgeous tight little ass and perfectly sized tits. Her hair was blonde, cut short so it rested just above her shoulders. - storyr~1.zip
(5 kb)Raping Daddy by Dreemluvr (f/M, ff, inc, drug)
My name is Kristi, I'm 16 years old and live at home with my Daddy. My mom died in a car accident two years ago. Ever since then, Dad has devoted his life to making me happy. He spends all of his spare time ensuring I have all of the love and support I need. I love my Daddy very much. But it bothers me that he doesn't ever go out or anything. I know he has needs too. My Daddy is only 35. He still works out all of the time and is in great shape. All of my friends think he is hot and more than one of them has mentioned their desire for him. Especially Holly. Holly is my best friend. She's also 16 but could pass for 21 easily. She has a great body with shoulder length light brown hair. - storyt~1.zip
(4 kb)The Bath. By Dreemluvr (m/F inc)
Jake West looked down at his cum-covered hand. The young teen just finished masturbating for the 2nd time in as many hours. He could already feel his cock stirring again. This wasn't normal, he thought. This is borderline obsession. Obsessions and crushes are a normal part of a 15 year old's life. Playboy models, bikini calendars, movie starlets, they're all objects of a boy's fantasies growing up. Most of us have jerked off to women in magazines, and Jake was no exception. Jake looked down at the picture in the magazine he used to masturbate with. It was splattered with his cum but he could still see the blonde's panty-covered ass clearly. She was on her knees with her tight, round ass in the air as if she was waiting for some young stud to come up from behind and ram his cock deep inside her. - stran1_3.zip
(7 kb)STRANDED
I decided to start this diary in the event that a landing party arrives and we have met our demises before they arrive. I wish for them to have some sort of record of our lives on this island. Naturally, I pray that we can survive long enough to see our rescue. There is no reason we can't survive, unless we become sick and cannot treat ourselves. My name is John Hanson. I am 33 years old. I am from Boston, and had lived there all of my life. I was married at age 19 to a lovely woman named Amanda Flowers, who was 16 at the time. She became pregnant 2 years later for our beautiful daughter, Betsy Sue. After I graduated from college, I got into engineering, and made a comfortable living for my family for 10 years. This diary will begin just prior to the accident and continue as long as I am able to write. - stran2_3.zip
(7 kb)STRANDED 2/3 (mf,father/teen daughter,cons,love,death)
It has been 114 days since we arrived on the island. I am keeping track of the days by notching a mark in a tree with my pocket knife. We still live under the ledge. I have built walls out of straw and bamboo. It keeps the cold winds out a night, and keeps us dry and warm. We have plenty of food to eat with little effort. I have not seen any dangerous animals on this island. We have been lucky. I made a slingshot, and have been able to kill squirrels with it for meat. I have also made a fishing rod out of bamboo, and we eat fish as well. We are still scared. but we are surviving. We have each other. Our clothes are wearing out. They have holes in them, and washing them by hand has been harder on the material. We will have to find something to make clothing from soon, or we will be nude. - stran3_3.zip
(4 kb)STRANDED 3/3 (mf,father/teen daughter,cons,love,death)
9 month, 11 days. I have left camp. Betsy cried as I left her behind. I tried to explain the situation to her, but she honestly feels that there is nothing wrong with having sex with her own father. I can only say that this accident must have done more harm to the poor girl that I originally suspected. It happened suddenly. While I was sleeping, Betsy began to lick and suck my cock. I dreamed that it was her doing it in my sleep, but I had no idea that it was real. I woke up when I heard her moan. Right after I had come in her mouth. I feel like dirt. I have tainted my own child. She had tasted my semen, and has swallowed it. I feel totally responsible for her desperate act. My 13-year-old daughter lusts after me because of what I have done. - streng~1.zip
(6 kb)"Strengthening Family Bonds" by Troy Haven
I found out what was going on completely by accident, and maybe I should have been surprised, but I wasn't. I guess in the back of my mind I suspected it all along. I mean, they were extremely close. I'm sure that questions about the true depth of their relationship had surfaced once or twice in my mind. But there was never anything I could put my finger on, so I probably shrugged the feeling off. Then one day I came home early from work and everything became crystal clear. When I saw the car in the driveway, I recognized it and thought nothing of its presence. I entered the house happily, looking forward to relaxing with my wife and family. As soon as I stepped through the doorway and heard my wife's deep moans of pleasure, I knew that my happy homecoming had become a rude awakening. - studs_~1.zip
(8 kb)Fucked My Son by Studs Manly by Kay Johnson (M/F, inc)
I'm 45 years old and got a divorce after the kids were grown up. Even at 43, I was attractive enough to date a lot, and I made up for years of little or no sex, so for the last two years I've been quite a sexual dynamo, trying out all sorts of sexual kinks. I am now bi-sexual, having gotten involved with a woman right after my divorce. I've also been ass-fucked, been fucked by black men, played some bondage games and other stuff I never used to imagine. Not long ago I found out about a club for women which arranged for the women to meet men with big cocks. The local chapter had eleven women in it and there were nine men in the registry. The smallest cock size available was a thick 9 inches and belonged to a slim guy named Jim. The longest was over 15 inches when hard and belonged to a black man named George. - suckdad.zip
(3 kb)(c)SUCKING UP TO DADDY by EROS
"I can't appoint you Sales Manager, Sarah. What you know about business wouldn't fit on the head of a pin!" That was my father talking. He has always had a tendency to grossly underestimate my talents, perhaps because I'm a woman instead of the son he really wanted. I had an MBA, but it might as well have stood for Master of the Bullshit Arts for all the respect it won me from him. "Now, Dad," I said. "You know that sales have increased 75% since I came on board." "That's just the upturn in the economy," he grumbled. "What upturn in the economy?" I inquired sweetly. But I already knew that it wouldn't do any good to appeal to reason. Not with Daddy. - sue.zip
(41 kb)Sue
All semester long, Sue had admired her roommate, Judy. Judy seemed the woman about campus, always with a flock of guys around her. Many nights, Judy had quietly slid back into the room, late at night. They had agreed to be roommates again the next semester. All during the break, Sue looked forward to returning to school. At last it was time to return. Back to her same dorm room and sameroommate. Judy was just as glad to see her and hugged Sue enthusiastically. Judy quizzed her about her break. "Meet any guys?" ,she asked. When Sue answered in the negative, Judy replied that it was timefor Sue to get with the program. Later that evening, when Judy strolled out of the bathroom aftertaking a shower, Sue averted her eyes, as she always did. - sue0.zip
(2 kb)Sue. Continued From Previous Message
I was so excited that I wasn't able to go to sleep immediately as I usually did. My cock was hard and throbbing at the thought of being completely naked with Sue, of seeing a real live fully nude girl for the first time. As if that weren't enough, Sue's action at this time made it even more difficult to go to sleep. She rolled over in bed and in the process pressed her hand up against my buttocks. It felt like a hot ember burning a hole in my skin. Sue's breathing was slow and regular, so I figured she was asleep and it was an accident. After a long while, even with the heat of her hand against me and the discomfort of a hard and aching cock, I too fell asleep. - sue2.zip
(2 kb)Sue (Continued From Previous Message)
As I pushed in, Sue gyrated her hips in miniature bump-and- grind motions, whimpering, "mmmmmnnn, mmmnnnn, mmmmnnnn" in time with the small rotations of her pelvis. She sounded as if she were tasting something delicious and saying "yum, yum, yum." When I had finished thrusting all the way in, Sue said, "Ooh, do that again. I love the way you do that." She couldn't have loved it more than I. I thought that Sue's getting me off with her hands the day before had been the ultimate in pleasure, but the feeling of having Sue's warm sexual flesh pressing against and clasping every millimeter of my cock's surface went way beyond that. - surpri~1.zip
(13 kb)A Surprise and a Present by Galacticum
For my thirty-eighth birthday, my wife surprised me with the gift of two tickets on a champagne flight to Hawaii. She had planned it as a sort of second honeymoon, knowing that I had vacation time coming and that I had already cleared it with my office. Without prior warning, she picked me up at work and we drove straight to the airport and spent a very enjoyable week on the island of Maui. Unfortunately, we couldn't take our lovely fifteen-year-old daughter Rachel, who had to spend a week with her older sister, who was living on her own. When we returned, I could tell by the cool reception that Rachel was very disappointed, particularly bitter with her mother who had planned the whole thing. - susan.zip
(3 kb)SUSAN
I could not believe what Grandpa told me when I stayed over at my grandparent's house shortly after I turned eighteen. He sat me down at the kitchen table while Grandma made dinner and made some startling revelations. "Susan, I know you're a virgin and I would be real honored if you would let me show you how to make love," he said as he held my hands in his larger ones. I was stunned. I always loved my grandpa, but I was a little shocked to learn that he wanted to fuck me, and that was putting it mildly. "Don't be surprised by my feelings for you. You're a very beautiful girl, always have been, but now you're a woman and I have to tell you how I feel," he added. Grandma was hearing this whole conversation and if Grandpa didn't floor me with what he was telling me, Grandma sure did. - susie.zip
(5 kb)Susie
When I was 16, my parents used to take my aunt and uncle shopping. It was my duty to babysit with my 13-year-old cousin, Susie. One Saturday it stopped being a chore and became the highlight of the week. Susie and I had very little to say to each other since neither of us was particularly pleased with our situation. I usually sat in the kitchen, drinking cokes and reading some of my aunt's movie magazines; Susie stayed in the living room, watching television. On this particular Saturday, I saw Susie squirming around on the couch as I passed the living room on my way to take a leak. She was lying on her stomach with her legs spread. Her plaid skirt was halfway up over the mound of her ass. I could see her crack through her tight white panties. - sweety~1.zip
(5 kb)Sweet Young Thing by Floyd Germain
My granddaughter, Kelli, is the most adorable and beautiful girl on the planet. Even though her parents lived out of state, I always made excuses for her to come down or for me to go up and visit. I felt like a wretched old man because I not only loved her like a grandfather should, but I loved her as woman, and I lusted after her like she was a woman who was not a relative, The sad fact of the matter was that she was a relative and I felt guilty about wanting to fuck her. Imagine how hard it was when she told me that she was accepted at a local university and she wondered if she could stay with me. Of course I invited her, but I could not control myself when she moved in. - syt.zip
(5 kb)Sweet Young Thing by Floyd Germain
My granddaughter, Kelli, is the most adorable and beautiful girl on the planet. Even though her parents lived out of state, I always made excuses for her to come down or for me to go up and visit. I felt like a wretched old man because I not only loved her like a grandfather should, but I loved her as woman, and I lusted after her like she was a woman who was not a relative, The sad fact of the matter was that she was a relative and I felt guilty about wanting to fuck her. Imagine how hard it was when she told me that she was accepted at a local university and she wondered if she could stay with me. Of course I invited her, but I could not control myself when she moved in. - t1002.zip
(3 kb)Boffing Mom. By Eros
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. - t1505.zip
(31 kb)Lennie's First Date by Day Dreamer (m/f, inc, cons)
I live on a farm about twelve miles from Lubbock, so I guess you could call me a country boy. Other than the bus ride to and from school and the limitation on extracurricular activities, living so far out isn't bad at all. Our "farm house" is as modern as any you'll find in town, and we have all the conveniences everyone else has. The main restriction of country living has been on my social life. It's a rare occasion for a friend from school to come to see me, and with no neighbor kids anywhere close, Lennie, my year- younger sister, and I sometimes get a little lonely. Because we've had to depend on each other for friendship, Lennie and I get along a lot better than most brothers and sisters. I consider her a good friend, and she views me the same way. - t1groun.zip
(35 kb)The Nightingale's Grounded
Friday - Grounded In my second year of university I flunked a few courses. The reason was that then I was getting good at sex and indulged too much in it. Since dad was paying big money for my tuition, he was pissed off all right about it and he wanted to punish me so that I would pay some more attention to school, but the punishment was strange to me, very strange. It was a Friday evening in the summer holiday of my second year. That evening mom was away, probably visiting a friend. Dad called me from my room to the living room, where I found my main girlfriend there. I did not know how she got there and why she did not tell me. Sheila, a 5'5" brunette in her nineteenth year of age was dressed in short shorts covering only the necessary and a halter top showing more than it covered. - t319.zip
(8 kb)Young Hot Passions by Sleazy Liz (mf)
With a loud sigh, the slender, tall, handsome Rick lifted himself up on his hands and knees, his back bowed slightly as he looked down beneath him, and smiled as he saw the reason for his pleasure. There below his hard, flat stomach he could see the thick furry shaft of his huge cock just before it disappeared into the most lovely girl he had ever known. As he slowly, but firmly thrust his hips upward, causing that fat shaft to sink into that dainty little body, he felt her lift her body up off the bed in an effort to receive as much of his cock as she possibly could. Rich could not help but remember so many years ago, when he first met Janine. The daughter of his favorite aunt and uncle, they met while hardly 3 years old, and in less than a year had entered into a most unique relationship. - t4944.zip
(8 kb)Donna Reed. By Uncle Mike (mf inc)
The children were at school and Donna and Alex Stone were having lunch together in their neat kitchen when Donna broached the subject. "Jeff's growing up to be quite a man, isn't he?" "A man?" Alex almost spilled his coffee; he put it back down, careful not to stain his lab coat, before he went on. "He's not a man yet, is he? He's only -- what, 11? 12?" Donna hid a smile behind her own coffee cup. "He turned 12 last month, dear, remember? And, well, I know 12 isn't really a man, but it won't be long now. ... So don't you think it's time he learned things?" Alex stared at his wife. "Things? He can't drive until he's 16. What's he got to learn now?" "The facts of life, dear. The birds and the bees? You know." - t526.zip
(11 kb)The Best Man and The Bride
My wife is a living sex doll. She is now twenty, a petit dream girl. Her tits are not big, but they are nicely formed handfuls of drum-tight flesh capped with pointed, conical, pink nipples. She has a full mane of wavy auburn hair that comes to the small of her back and frames a face right off Vogue or Cosmopolitan. She has green eyes and full lips accenting her pearly white teeth, and her seventeen-inch waist gives her that classic hour- glass figure. Cheryl is my pride, a real catch that draws a great deal of male attention when she wears tight-fitting clothes that show her perfect body. In high school, she was our homecoming queen, prom queen, and head cheerleader. She was very popular. I became popular only after we began dating in my senior year. Everyone was surprised when we started going steady. - t620.zip
(41 kb)Cousins. By Day Dreamer
Laurie and I were first cousins and next-door neighbors. We were both fifteen, though I was six months older, and were in the same grade in school. We were both only children, and not having brothers or sisters, we had grown up close to each other, almost like brother and sister. If asked, we would both characterize the other as best friend. One main reason we were so close was that we were both afflicted with the same malady--overwhelming, shivering, break-out-in-cold-sweat shyness. I would get tongue-tied around girls of any age and was too quiet to have any boys as close friends. Laurie was the same. She would blush bright red if a boy even spoke to her, and her interests were too different from other girls her age for her to have any close girl friends. - tabitha.zip
(10 kb)"Tabitha's Realization" (M/f pedo con oral anal)
It was a saturday morning. Tabitha woke up early, to find me at my keyboard, doing some work. She smiled at me, and asked me who was still home. Just the two of us, I told her. She smiled even more, and got off of the couch, and went into the bathroom. I wondered to myself, why was she smiling so much, this early in the morning. I was to find out soon enough. I heard the shower start up, and anxiously went to my peephole, to see if I could finally get a look at her now developing, thirteen year old body. I was in luck. She was just starting to undress, and was keeping her body positioned in such a way as to give me a perfect view of her budding body. She pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, revealing her nearly nude body. She wore one of those wire bra's and a pair of silk panties. - taboo1.zip
(5 kb)TABOO I by B. Traven (inc,cons)
She was leaning over the sink looking intently into the mirror as she carefully applyed her mascara. She was not finished dressing yet. She wore a silky white half slip through which he could make out the faint outline of her girdle. On top wore a cream-colored brassierre with a floral pattern. The underwire cups lifted her heavy breasts high and barely contained the overflow of abundant flesh at the top of her bra. He studied his mother's body as he had done many times in the past. It was plump, almost verging on fat, with soft billowing curves, large breasts, and a big fleshy butt. - taboo1a.zip
(5 kb)TABOO I by B. Traven (inc,cons)
She was leaning over the sink looking intently into the mirror as she carefully applyed her mascara. She was not finished dressing yet. She wore a silky white half slip through which he could make out the faint outline of her girdle. On top wore a cream-colored brassierre with a floral pattern. The underwire cups lifted her heavy breasts high and barely contained the overflow of abundant flesh at the top of her bra. He studied his mother's body as he had done many times in the past. It was plump, almost verging on fat, with soft billowing curves, large breasts, and a big fleshy butt. - talemoth.zip
(55 kb)Tale of Two Mothers
"Walter!" Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and glowered angrily at her son's bedroom door. "Walter, I know what you're doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter, are you listening?" Her teenage son didn't answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his stiff, aching cock. "Walter!" - talent~1.zip
(18 kb)"The Talent Contest" by Lisa Cohn (mfff, pedo)
School had finished for the day but the classrooms still rang with the sounds of children. Practice for the contest was a serious business. Feet tapping, batons twirling, poems recited and songs sung. Each room contained a future 'star' or group of 'stars' going through their paces. Parents were allowed in to help their children practice their particular art, so the teachers hid in offices or went home early. The parent of a child involved in such a contest is a volatile creature!! - taleof~1.zip
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Margaret stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her son would take to school. Four more times her hung, horny child had fucked her the night before, shooting load after load into her wet, juicy pussy. Margaret felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. She was naked now, eager to teach her son more about sex before he left for the day. No matter how often he satisfied the wet need in her pussy, Margaret's cunt always grew hot and itchy for more. - taleof~2.zip
(29 kb)A Tale of Two Mothers
"Walter!" Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and glowered angrily at her son's bedroom door. "Walter, I know what you're doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter, are you listening?" Her teenage son didn't answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his stiff, aching cock. - taleof~3.zip
(4 kb)A Tale of Incest by Marguerite de Navarre
Marguerite lived at a time of vicious religious hatred in Europe. Herself a Catholic she was forced into a political marriage with the leader of France's Protestant minority, Henry, King of Navarre (later he was the Catholic King Henry IV of France). She enjoyed writing discourses on the religious issues of the day, mixed in with a little pornography to keep the reader's attention. A few years ago the film "Queen Margot" made some very unsubtle suggestions about the relationship between Marguerite and her brothers. As this story shows she was clearly interested in the subject of incest.) - tammy.zip
(7 kb)"MY FIRST TIME WITH DADDY"
They say, that first-times are the most exciting, and that you always remember your first time. Well, I still remember the first time that Daddy fucked me. I was about 12 years old, and I had woken up in the night feeling cold. My big sister was gone, so I went look- ing for her, I knew that my older sister sometimes got up in the night, and sometimes didn't come back for hours. That night, I decided that I would find out where she went. On previous occasions, I had been too sleepy to follow her, but that night, for some reason, I wasn't sleepy at all. - tara.zip
(3 kb)Tara (M/f, incest)
The rain was thick and cold as Tara ran up the porch of her house. She fumbled in her backpack for the house keys, then slid one in with trembling fingers. Tara burst inside, then quickly closed the front door to keep out the wet and chill. She ran small, delicate fingers through her long curly brown hair, then walked to the closet to hang up her plastic rain coat. "Is that you, Tara?" asked a male voice from the kitchen. "Yes, daddy," replied Tara loudly while she closed the closet door, then brushed her hands down over her disheveled plaid skirt. "Oh, you look positively sodden," smiled Tara's father, a dish rag entwined around his large palms. The tall, well-built man bent down to hug his short, petite daughter, wrapping his thick arms tightly around the girl's thin frame. - tcaremom.zip
(5 kb)Taking Care of Mom (MF,inc)
I am writing this the morning after one of the most bizarre sexual encounters I've ever had in my life. I'm still not sure if I did right or wrong, only that I've never been so completely satisfied in my life and if my conscience has a voice in this, he must still be asleep. The only thing that worries me is what I'm going to do tonight - am I going back for more? Maybe you should tell me. But first, I'm in my mid-thirties and I'm a successful enough guy. I've been running my own company for years now, a business I inherited from my father who died back in the early 1980's. I was a kid when I got hold of the thing, basically, and I'm proud of what I've done to take care of my mother and family. I was divorced about two years ago from a frigid alcoholic who used sex as a weapon - or the promise of it, anyway. - tdau1_6.zip
(2 kb)Teaching His Daughter by Hornychick (incest,HORNY,M/F)
"Daddy can I come in ?" Michelle asked pushing the door in without waitng for his reply. She ran and jumped on her fathers lap and he let out a small groan. She was older now, and was really too heavy to be jumping on her father like that. She was 15, but didnt mind because she felt safe and close when she was hugging him. "Why aren't you in bed, love" asked David. He was up late again, typing documents for tommorrows's meeting. "I couldn't sleep Daddy!", and ahe flung her arms aroung him, "Jimmy thinks that we should have sex." David was shocked by her daughter's openess to him. It had been almost 10 years since Michelle's mothe left them, and he had been raising her since she was 5. - tdau3_6.zip
(2 kb)Teaching His Daughter (Incest, m/f, HOT)
Moments later David jerked his hips forward and shot his cum in his daughter mouth. She kept sucking and he shot his load in her throat 6 times. She swallowed it all, warm thick cream trickling her throat, the taste was really strong in her mouth and tickled her insides as she swallowed it. She had enjoyed that warthness of him in her mouth, and the big grin on her dad made her feel proud. David was still confused and dazed, that he had made his daughter give him a blow job, as wonderful as it was. She was really good at it and he wanted to teach her more. "daddy liked that honey." he kissed her, pushing his toungue into her mouth, tasting his sweet cum in her mouth. "Did you like the taste of it?" - tdau4_6.zip
(2 kb)Teaching His daughter (Incest,M/F,HOT)
Michelle was starting to feel good, so she stopped squirming as he rubbed he pussy and hard clit faster and faster. Her body twitched under her dad. He inserted a finger into her, and she moaned, "OOOHH! Yeah, Daddy. " He slipped another one into her, searching for her cherry. He began to finger her cunt under her moans, searching to break her virgin pussy. He found the layer of tissue finlly and in one motion, jammed his third finger up in her pussy. He broke her cherry immediately causing her to bleed and shriek from the pain. he quicly lowered his head down to lap up her blood before she saw her blood and got scared. He licked her bloody cunt again, and pushed his fingers back into her swollen cunt that began to tighten. - teachsis.zip
(16 kb)Teaching Little Sister. By Day Dreamer
At sixteen, my little sister Chrissy is a knock-out, a real true-life beauty. She started maturing early and is now five-two, with 35-22-34 measurements on a one hundred five pound body. With her flawless complexion, long auburn hair, and startlingly deep green eyes, she could easily be mistaken for a youthful model, perfectly exemplifying all the sweet and fresh characteristics of young womanhood. Chrissy has a very a sweet nature and personality, and this contributed to our complete lack of the brother-sister friction that sometimes develops in a family. On the contrary, she has always been one of my top supporters, attending all my football and basketball games and cheering me on. - teenturn.zip
(8 kb)Teen's Turn
Being a single mother, I had relatively little time for myself. Working, managing a house, and taking care of my teenage son took almost all the time in my day, most every day. So, when I had been offered a chance to go out on a date, I quickly accepted the invitation. I was a little insecure about my appearance, being now forty years old, but made up for it by pampering myself with a fresh hair style. I dressed to feel good also. Under a tight fitting jeans skirt and blue satin blouse I wore a blue silk bra, panties, and garter belt. I finished this ensemble off with a pair of basic tan stockings and clogs. Looking in the mirror I thought to myself "not bad for a mother with a son about to enter college". - text2.zip
(5 kb)Loving Mom
It was an early summer evening. I had been out with some friends for a late dinner when suddenly one of them became ill. So our plans fell through and I returned home earlier than expected. As I entered the front door, I noticed that the TV in the den was on. The den is accessible from the hall via an open door and from the kitchen via a swinging door. A shuttered "window" also looked in on it from the kitchen. It was originally supposed to be a dining room, but with kids formal dining rooms are laughable. Anyway, I heard a low murmur of voices from the den, and figured that Jeff, my 17-year-old son, had a friend over to watch TV. Not wanting to bother them, I entered the kitchen to fix myself a sandwich. But halfway to the 'fridge, I was stopped in my tracks by a moan emanating from the den. - text3.zip
(2 kb)Help from Mom
When my mother was cleaning my room one spring, she decided to flip my mattress. She found a nudist magazine there -- the one I had been jerking off with for more than six months. As a result, many of the pages were stuck together where my cum had landed. She figured this out, of course, and when I got home from school she had a lecture prepared. She called me into my bedroom and sat me down. She showed me the magazine she had found and said that she knew what the stuff was that made the pages stick together. I thought I was being yelled at, but that wasn t the case at all. Apparently my mother had been praying for the day she could talk about cum with me. The next year of my life was heaven. - text4.zip
(24 kb)Donny's Mom. By Day Dreamer
Fifteen-year-old Donny had just lost his virginity.. It didn't happen the way he had always imagined, by making it with one of the pretty young girls in his school, but with an older woman--his Aunt Sue. Well, not an "older woman" in the sense that Aunt Sue was really old--after all she was only twenty-eight--but older in comparison to the teenage girls in his class. Donny and Aunt Sue had gone skinny-dipping together. Follow- ing that, nature took its course, and Donny and Sue ended up joyously giving their virginity to each other. They had opportunity to have sex several more times before Donny's divorced mother returned from out of town to pick him up at the farm where he had stayed with Aunt Sue. - textb3.zip
(5 kb)Me and C.J., Pt. 1 (mf 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. - tfr-2-99.zip
(6 kb)"Cheri's Cherry" by Dick Carrer
I have always loved my granddaughter, Cheri, with all my heart, and we have always been as close as a grandparent and grandchild could be, but I never imagined that she would become my lover. Cheri used to spend the summers with me between her years in high school since she didn't get along very well with her parents. I can't say I blame her, for my daughter is a moody bitch, and I had a hell of a time living with her until I had the pleasure of sending her out into the world as soon as she turned eighteen. Cheri was like the daughter I always wished I had, but didn't. Unlike her mother, she was mature, erotically beautiful, and had a heart of gold. She also felt free to talk to me, and she told me of all her problems, dreams and ambitions. - thanks~1.zip
(6 kb)Thanks Charles, I'm glad you liked it.
The next time that my parents went out was about two weeks later. They had gone to a dance at the National Gaurd Armory and those always lasted late. It was a Saturday night and I was sitting on the couch watching T.V. when Susan came in to kiss me goodnight. As she hugged my neck, she whispered. "We gonna play tonight?" My brother was already in his room, so I told her to go on to bed and I would come and see if she was still awake, after I was sure he was asleep. That was only half true. I wanted to watch "The Twilight Zone" first. After the show went off the air, I went down the hall. I peeked in my brothers room, he was down for the count. As I went into Susans room, I was surprised that she was still awake. - thebat~1.zip
(4 kb)The Bath. By Dreemluvr (m/F inc)
Jake West looked down at his cum-covered hand. The young teen just finished masturbating for the 2nd time in as many hours. He could already feel his cock stirring again. This wasn't normal, he thought. This is borderline obsession. Obsessions and crushes are a normal part of a 15 year old's life. Playboy models, bikini calendars, movie starlets, they're all objects of a boy's fantasies growing up. Most of us have jerked off to women in magazines, and Jake was no exception. Jake looked down at the picture in the magazine he used to masturbate with. It was splattered with his cum but he could still see the blonde's panty-covered ass clearly. She was on her knees with her tight, round ass in the air as if she was waiting for some young stud to come up from behind and ram his cock deep inside her. - theero~1.zip
(10 kb)The Erotic Adventures of the Brady Bunch
She moaned as his cock slid home. Thick and long, she had been dreaming about his hardon for weeks. When she left for college she hadn't known that Greg was bigger than most guys, but, based on the guys she'd tried at school, and the girls she'd talked to, he was. She could feel herself unwinding with each stroke. She really needed this boning. She matched his rhythm, pushing her hips up to meet his downstrokes. Her legs wrapped around him, her muscles flexing in time with his fucking, helping him drive it deep. She came hard, her cunt spasming around his rod, her body surging up against his. Greg was looking into her eyes when she came. She always opened her eyes at that moment. Her lust pushed him to the edge. - thefam.zip
(11 kb)The Family. A Mother's Delight. By Barbarossa
My mother called last night and asked me to stay for a week with her and my 12 year old sister Heidi. She said that my father was going away to Japan for a week-long business trip and she and Heidi were afraid to stay alone because there has been some burglaries in their exclusive neighborhood lately. I was only too glad to oblige. I spent half the night thinking about mother. She gave birth to me when she was 16, two years before she and father married. It was 12 years later that Heidi was born. Although Mom is 40 years old now, she still kept her blonde magnificent 38D-26-38 figure. I remembered how it all started right after Heidi was born. I had begun to show great interest in women's bodies and my by then 10" long cock was in a constant state of arousal. - thefama.zip
(11 kb)The Family. A Mother's Delight. By Barbarossa
My mother called last night and asked me to stay for a week with her and my 12 year old sister Heidi. She said that my father was going away to Japan for a week-long business trip and she and Heidi were afraid to stay alone because there has been some burglaries in their exclusive neighborhood lately. I was only too glad to oblige. I spent half the night thinking about mother. She gave birth to me when she was 16, two years before she and father married. It was 12 years later that Heidi was born. Although Mom is 40 years old now, she still kept her blonde magnificent 38D-26-38 figure. I remembered how it all started right after Heidi was born. I had begun to show great interest in women's bodies and my by then 10" long cock was in a constant state of arousal. - thegood1.zip
(23 kb)The Good Neighbor by F. S. Yressu (Part I)
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. - thenig~1.zip
(9 kb)The night mum got drunk. By Spiller (mF ped)
Even though the events I'm going to describe happened nearly 40 years ago they still stand vividly in my mind - and are still one of my favorite thoughts when I masturbate. I grew up with my mother, as my father left us when I was 6 and my mother was 26. Not that I missed him. My only recollection of him is that of a violent man who could not control his temper neither towards mum nor me. When I turned into my teens I started to notice, what a gorgeous woman my mother was. Up till then I only thought of her as a loving, funny and pretty woman who was always there when I needed her. But as I started growing hair in different places I also noticed, what a fine body she had. She was small and slim, almost black hair with a tinge of red, small, pert breasts which were always bouncing under her blouses. - therub~1.zip
(1 kb)from Family Tales
It felt kind of odd buying my daughter her first Mother's Day card. I had expected it to be years yet before she had her first child. But these things happen and last summer at the lake things certainly happened. It happened that I deflowered my daughter while thinking she was my niece who I had been having sexual relations with off and on for almost a year. I took the girls to the lake like we did every year, hoping to get some the night before we left, but that night they tricked me and it was my daughter that climbed into my bed. It was my daughter who I rolled over on and entered. It was my daughter I was fucking when the rubber broke, spilling my seed into her fertile womb. - three.zip
(6 kb)THREE TO PLAY by EROS!
My older sister, Jessica, had changed since her brief marriage and subsequent divorce. My parents pretended not to notice, perhaps because they preferred a quiet, distantly dutiful daughter to the wild woman who'd eloped out of a second story window two years before. My reasons for missing the old Jessica were predictably selfish. With my sister seriously calmed down, my parents had more time to concentrate on my sexual indiscretions. At the time I'm talking about, I had just become involved with two different girls. Samantha was a "nice" girl from my college classes with a seemingly tireless mouth, and Dianne was a local resident townie with humongous tits and a "nasty" attitude to match. Neither girl knew about the other one, although it took some interesting juggling to keep it that way. - three3.zip
(5 kb)THREE TALES 3/10
I know it was! I kissed him softly on the lips at first, and I could feel him trembling, and then I slipped my tongue into his mouth, and he started to kiss me back. After we kissed for a few minutes, he lifted me up into his arms and carried me upstairs and put me on the bed." "God, my pussy was drenched before he even touched it with his tongue, but my goodness did he ever touch it!" Katy pauses again, her voice soft and breathless now not from grief but from excitement, as breathless the three listeners are as well. "He laid me down on the bed ever so gently, God, I felt as light as a feather in his arms, and I went right ahead and spread my legs wide and smiled up at him so he'd know for certain that I wanted him to do what he was about to do." She stops and smiles widely again, before she continues. - three4.zip
(5 kb)THREE TALES 4/10
"The whole room was completely filled with steam, and I could just make out my Father's silhouette behind the glass door. He was humming and singing softly to himself like he always did in the shower, so he hadn't even heard the door open or close or me come in. I walked over to the shower door, took a big, deep breath and went for it just as fast as I could - I knew that I had to move fast!" "I slid open the door and stepped inside - I didn't even bother closing it behind me. My Father was standing there, facing me, blinking soap out of his eyes and trying to see, but he had to have known who was in the shower with him. He started muttering and sputtering, trying to order me out of the room, but he was too shocked to make sense. I pretended not to hear him anyway. - three5.zip
(5 kb)THREE TALES 5/10
"He wasn't even paying attention to how far he was shoving his cock inside me, and it hurt a little, but I was so horny and hot for him that I barely noticed. Then, on one particularly hard thrust, I felt this very faint pop - it almost seemed like I heard it, too. I guess my Dad felt it, too, because he stopped stroking for a second. I'm certain he was worried that he had hurt me with his wild behavior. But, just the opposite was true. My cunt didn't hurt at all anymore, and I showed him rather than told him by shoving my pussy back against his cock, making those four inches slide right back inside me. That got him started again, and he thrust forward, and then both of us stopped again because we were so surprised. All seven inches of my Daddy's cock had slid up inside my vagina! - three8.zip
(5 kb)THREE TALES 8/10
"I know that none of you know what it's like growing up with three brothers - God, three older brothers, for goodness sake! It was pure torture at times, but there's no way to really tell you - you have to experience having older brothers. I don't think they're even part of the human race at all sometimes," Mel says, laughing a bit ruefully. "I was always very close to both my Mother and Father. But, well, my Dad had a drinking problem. He was just fine - a great father - until he started drinking. He was difficult at best, and sometimes, well, he got violent with one of us kids or with Momma," Melanie added haltingly. "My brothers were wonderful about protecting me from him when he was drinking. - three9.zip
(4 kb)THREE TALES 9/10
"Well, by that point, Ray had started to put his cock back inside his underwear, and I mean in a big hurry, but I had nowhere to go and hide though I did finally manage to close my mouth. 'Well, Sis, do we get the same treatment that you gave Ray or is he the only one of us who like that well?' said Jason, smiling even more lecherously than before. Well, that was a good question, I guess, and I had definitely enjoyed what I had just done to Ray, but I still couldn't talk. I think I managed to shrug, but that's all. 'Come on Melanie, are you gonna suck us, too?' Henry asked more directly, motioning for Ray to move back out of the way at the same time. - threeway.zip
(6 kb)THREE TO PLAY
My older sister, Jessica, had changed since her brief marriage and subsequent divorce. My parents pretended not to notice, perhaps because they preferred a quiet, distantly dutiful daughter to the wild woman who'd eloped out of a second story window two years before. My reasons for missing the old Jessica were predictably selfish. With my sister seriously calmed down, my parents had more time to concentrate on my sexual indiscretions. At the time I'm talking about, I had just become involved with two different girls. Samantha was a "nice" girl from my college classes with a seemingly tireless mouth, and Dianne was a local resident townie with humongous tits and a "nasty" attitude to match. Neither girl knew about the other one, although it took some interesting juggling to keep it that way. - threho~1.zip
(64 kb)Three Horny Daughter (mfff, incest, pedo)
"Mom would sure shit if she knew we were playing with our pussies," Eva Ward Giggled. Sally Ward, their mother, felt a shock run down her body to her clit. She had left the house, saying she was going to the store, but she had forgotten her grocery list. Sally had no idea that her sexy young daughters had started playing stinky finger. The three girls were so very young, Eva thirteen, Fay eleven, and little Jan only nine. Eva was the only one that even had hair on her pussy. The door was not quite closed, and Sally crept up to the crack and peered through. Her worst suspicions were realized. Another shock raced down to her cunt. Her husband Dan had not been giving her much prick lately, and she was horny, too. Her clit stiffened. - tinasd~1.zip
(10 kb)Tina's Dilemma by Les (rev) Lovarice
Tina came home from school. Slamming the door of her bedroom, she fell onto her bed with tears streaming from her eyes. I was dozing off in the chair and was startled by the slamming of the door. "Tina is that you?" Coming to the bottom of the stairs I listened and heard her sobbing. Climbing the stairs I entered her room to find her lying on the bed, her eyes red from crying. Taking her in my arms and cuddling her to my chest, I asked, "What is it, love?" She told me it had been Mother's Day at school and she was the only one without one that day. Her mother had been involved in a car crash a month ago and never regained consciousness. She moved closer to me feeling safe. I didn't know she liked the smell of my after shave. - tinc5.zip
(9 kb)STRANGE BEDFELLOWS. By Ophelia Rand
"My most erotic sexual fantasy is about making love to my sister," he said quietly, right in her ear. "Excuse me?" she asked, the champagne glass frozen halfway to her lips. He moved closer, his breath hot against her neck. "A few days ago you asked me about my most intense sexual fantasy. I'm sorry, I lied about the two women thing. My hottest fantasy is about my sister." He looked at her face for some kind of reaction. Nothing. She rested her glass on the edge of the balcony railing and looked out onto the long driveway leading to the estate. It's finally done, he thought. Whatever happens, happens. "Let me see if I have this straight," she said after a moment. Her voice was low and intense. "The other day we're lying in bed, naked, getting ready to fuck. I ask you what you think about when you jerk off. - tlc1.zip
(27 kb)Tender Loving Care. By Day Dreamer (M/F,inc,cons)
"My goodness, Davey, what are you doing home on Friday evening watching TV instead of out on a date? This is the second weekend in a row you've stayed home." Alice Renfrow, Davey's mother, stood in front of her son seated on the couch, and smiling down at him, continued, "Not that I object to having you at home, mind you. Since your father died, I get lonely sometimes, so it's nice having you here in the evening. Still, though, I can't help but worry about you, even if you are grown. You used to date all the time, but lately that seems to have slowed down." She brushed the hair up off his forehead and asked, "Having some trouble with your love life?" - tmeset.zip
(37 kb)The Most Erotic Story Ever Told. By M. H. P.
The earliest thoughts I ever had were of my loving parents. Spending a lot of time with me when I was young. Teaching me things, tucking me in a night, and us generally having a lot of fun. We lived in a big house, my Mom, Dad, and older sister Elizabeth. We all spent time doing things most other families did. Cookouts, trips to the beach, visiting the zoo. Both Elizabeth and I had separate rooms, connected by our own common den and a separate adjoining bathroom. I always remember seeing a lot of ElizabethOs friends around our area of the house.I didnOt mind seeing them and her friends never treated me like a little kid. They really made me feel more like the younger brother I was. - todmom1.zip
(4 kb)Todd & Mom (mf, teen, inc)
"UHhhhh, AHhhhh," Todd grunted and groaned as unbelievable waves of pleasure/pain washed over his super distended cock and hard contracted balls. Pain from being so incredibly hard while trying to hold back a monster orgasm, pleasure from the loving administrations of the warm mouth working on his cock. "Oh god I'm going to cum, AHhhhhh, AHhhhhh," Todd was barely able to talk as he strained to control himself. The fire in his groin built to intense levels he had never before experienced. Suddenly the dam broke and the teenager began to explode into the hot warm mouth. Jet after jet of hot cum shot out of his cock as pleasure and heat flushed his lean body from his groin outward. - todmom2.zip
(4 kb)Todd & Mom Chap. 2 (mf, inc, teen, cons)
For Todd the next few days of vacation were just a jumbled blur of events. Somehow things between him and mom had settled down to some kind of normalcy, more of Todd's doing than Jeanie's: she patiently waited for her son to sort things out. It had been almost a week now since the family had returned from vacation. It was evening and everyone was off doing something except Todd and his mother.Youthful urges had been building rapidly the last couple days and Todd had snuck one of his favorite XXX videos upstairs to beat off to in the privacy of his own room. A mature blond with great looking tits and a tight ass was giving head to a youthful guy on a modern couch in a typical porn video setting. - todmom3.zip
(7 kb)Todd & Mom Chapt. 3 (mff, teen, inc, cons)
Todd had woken the next morning warmly sandwiched between his mother and father! Ironically both he and his father had intense morning hard-ons. Todd's cock was lodged snuggly between his mother's buttocks much to his delight. His father's huge organ was firmly wedged between Todd's ass cheeks much to his dismay. Todd had moved around a little to extract himself and found both his parents still asleep, his relief was apparent as he softly made his way to his own room. Todd never saw his father's mischievous smile on the heels of his departure. - todmom3a.zip
(7 kb)Todd & Mom Chap. 3 (mff, inc, teen, cons)
Todd had woken the next morning warmly sandwiched between his mother and father! Ironically both he and his father had intense morning hard-ons. Todd's cock was lodged snugly between his mother's buttocks much to his delight. His father's huge organ was firmly wedged between Todd's ass cheeks much to his dismay. Todd had moved around a little to extract himself and found both his parents still asleep, his relief was apparent as he softly made his way to his own room. Todd never saw his father's mischievous smile on the heels of his departure. - todmom4.zip
(5 kb)Todd & Mom Chap. 4 (mmf, bi, teen, inc, cons)
One morning Todd joined his mother for breakfast by the pool. It was going to be a hot day, little did Todd know, in more ways than one. Todd couldn't quite keep his eyes off the full swell of his mother's tits above the top of her low cut lacy black bra. Jeanie of course noticed and allowed her robe to open more and more as she ate and talked with her son. A warm wetness soon developed between the woman's legs as she imagined what effect her gorgeous tits were having on Todd. Needles to say the young man soon had a boner that wouldn't quit, but Todd was trying to be cool; thinking himself an old hand at sex with after the last several days of intense fucking with mom and sis. - tomarr~1.zip
(854 byte)from Family Letters
I am a 24 year old male and I have been living with my younger sister for three and a half years. As far as our neighbors are concerned, we are not brother and sister, just a normal married couple. We even have a marriage certificate to prove it. The reason we considered marriage was because we were being to casual about taking precautions and Ann became pregnant. After two months she had a miscarriage, so we decided to get married and have a baby like most of the other couples in our apartment complex. Getting married to your sister is no simple matter. We had to create fake ID's and a maiden name for Ann. - tommy1.zip
(8 kb)Adventures with (and without) Tommy (mffm, young teen, voy)
Tommy, my best friend since first grade, lived half a block away, and we went to the same school. We were six when we met and we developed our similar interests simply be being best friends. I was an only child until I reached twelve and my baby sister was born; Tommy had a sister, Jane, who was two years older than we were. Since I was an only child, my parents encouraged me to spend a lot of time with Tommy. I was a frequent guest in Tommy's home, and he was a frequent guest in mine. At my house, we would trade baseball cards, play records, watch horror movies. At his house, we would trade baseball cards, play records, watch horror movies. - toms1st.zip
(5 kb)Tommy's First Time (and Mine)
There wasn't anything different about this particular night. I was babysitting my kid brother, Tommy, again. He was ten, I'd just turned fourteen, and ever since mom and dad split up it seemed like I'd spent more time with him than I did with my friends. It was a school night and at nine o'clock I turned off the tv and told Tommy it was time for bed. He was a good kid, he hardly ever gave me any lip or made me yell at him, but this night he balked. "I'm not sleepy," he said. I argued with him, half-heartedly (mom wasn't due back until midnight), but there really wasn't any reason to fight about it. I told him he had to come up at 9:30 and retreated to my room, to study. I heard the tv go back on as I closed my door. - tongue~1.zip
(3 kb)TONGUE TWISTER....TONGUE FUCKING BY DAD
I cant recall how it started...I just know that I now cant get enough of my dad's cock..I was ten I think...a big girl for my age...had big breasts and a hairy cunt already by that time..I already started feeling sexual and would arouse myself whenever I could...I would rub lotion all over me...oils....masturbate like about ten to twelve times a day...once I took a sausage and wanted to stick it up me....I wasnt satisfied...I wanted cock...I wanted it rammed into me...yes I was ten... I knew that my mum and dad were fucking like every night..I would hear her moan and gasp...and mewl like a cat....I was so darn jealous...I wanted cock...I had to have it...I decided right there and then to fuck my dad...I wanted his cock and I wanted to howl like a dog... - tracyh~1.zip
(6 kb)Tracy and her dad - Part2
It had been three months since Bills sexual encounter with his step daughter, Tracy. Bill figured that time was the main problem that kept him from boning her again. He had been overloaded with work at the office and this had left him totally bushed in the evenings. One evening he arrived home a bit earlier and discovered that Tracy was alone at home. His wife was out visiting a neighbor. It was risky but Tracy agreed to have a 'quickie' with him upstairs in the room. She had lain down on the bed and began to undress when Bills wife arrived home, forcing them to leave the room in a hurry. The days had telescoped, one into the other leaving Bill frustrated and horny. - tracyh~2.zip
(7 kb)Tracy and her dad - part3
It was Friday afternoon and Tracy had just arrived home from school. Her mother and father were still both at work. Tracy went through her normal afternoon routine. She heated up the lunch that her mother had prepared for her in the microwave oven and after pouring a glass of milk, carried the whole lot to her bedroom. She sat on the floor in her room, casually paging through a magazine as she ate her lunch. Tracy was bored. It had been a long monotonous week. After eating, she undressed and put on a large T-shirt that just covered her panties. It made her feel sexy and naughty and she decided to stay like that until her parents came home. She unpacked the books from her school case onto her desk and fishing out her diary, went and sat on the bed with it. - tracyh~3.zip
(6 kb)Tracy and her dad - Part1
Bill sat downstairs in front of the tv changing from one channel to the next. The rest of the family had gone shopping and he had remained home to work in the garden. Warm air flowed into the house as the patio door opened and then closed. Tracy walked into the room, glanced at Bill, and then sat down on the floor and began to watch tv. "Why didn't you go shopping with the rest?", Bill asked. "I didn't feel like it." , Tracy replied as she stretched out her legs and continued to watching tv, now lying on her tummy. Bill stared at his young step daughter. Being alone in the house with her made him feel exceptionally horny and the thought of unlocking her sexuality excited him even more. - train.zip
(18 kb)The Train Ride (mF, inc)
Billy watched the train coast into the station. Glancing down at his watch, he saw that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. He had been waiting for the train almost an hour. The smell of diesel and hot metal washed over him as the train slowly inched down the track. Looking down the line of dirty silver cars, he saw a very buxom lady frantically waving in his direction. His eyes locked on her breasts as they jiggled and threatened to spill out of her dress at any moment. As the train drew closer, he was finally able to tear his eyes away from lady's breasts and he realized that it was his mother. Embarrassed that he had been ogling his mother's breasts, he grinned foolishly and waved back at her. - trisha~1.zip
(28 kb)"Trisha and Jennifer" by Stephen Peters (2/2) (ff, mf, teen, inc(?), first)
Jennifer spent the week following the sleepover in a walking daze: floating around the house, bumping into things, laughing out loud for no good reason and generally acting as if she were head over heals in love. She was. Trisha was not just her best friend anymore but a lover, soulmate, sister, and equal wrapped up in one. They laughed together, cried together, got mad at each other over the same dumb things -- and made love with an intensity that left her weak and gasping, clutching feebly at Trisha's body every time they finished. They were so tight, emotionally and physically, that it was kind of spooky; but in a good, unscary sort of way. - truemom.zip
(2 kb)A True Mom/Son Relationship That Was A Good Experience
Reading this newsgroup there a appears to be little serious discussion on mother and son sexual relationships, but I thought I would relate my own experience to the newsgroup. I am now a 45 year old male, happlily married, who had a sexual realtionship with his mother, and can honestly say it was a good experience for me. My father died when I was 14, I was an only child, and my mother never remarried. I was a few months from turning 17 when my mother happened to walk in on me as I was masturbating, mom said nothing but quickly walked out of my room. I can still remember dreading coming out of my room after mom closed the door behind her, and as I remember it was she who finally called me out for supper. - trustory.zip
(3 kb)Another True Story (MMF)
It was about 3:30 in the afternoon. I arrived home from school earlier than expected since I didn't have to work that day. Mom's car was in the drive-way so I assumed she was at home. I entered the house through the back door. Mom wasn't in the family room or the kitchen. I decided to go upstairs to change my clothes and listen to some music. As I started up the back stairs I thought I heard a faint moaning sound. I stopped and listened. It seemed the sound was coming from my parent's bedroom. As I got closer to the door the sounds were getting louder. Only now it wasn't just moans. There were grunts and groans as well. Since Dad wasn't home yet, I thought Mom might be in some kind of pain so I went to her room to see if I could help. - twicea~1.zip
(2 kb)Twice A Night
My father is forty and I am nineteen. My mother is thirty-seven, but she doesn't have much to do with what happened. As a matter of fact, she said "You shouldn't do this, Sam," as my father took my clothes off that first time. "Why not?" my father asked. "She's nineteen and willing. What's wrong with it? "The chief of police should not be fucking his own daughter," Mother said, her voice rising both in volume and pitch "Maybe you're right," Father said, running his hands over my naked body. "You might be right. So, this here is Sadie from down by the river. Hi, Sadie," he said as he cupped his hand over my mound. "Why, hello, Chief," I said. "What are you doing down here?" "If you can't tell, I must not be doing it right," Father said, squeezing my cunt. - twicea~2.zip
(2 kb)Twice A Night
My father is forty and I am nineteen. My mother is thirty-seven, but she doesn't have much to do with what happened. As a matter of fact, she said "You shouldn't do this, Sam," as my father took my clothes off that first time. "Why not?" my father asked. "She's nineteen and willing. What's wrong with it? "The chief of police should not be fucking his own daughter," Mother said, her voice rising both in volume and pitch "Maybe you're right," Father said, running his hands over my naked body. "You might be right. So, this here is Sadie from down by the river. Hi, Sadie," he said as he cupped his hand over my mound. "Why, hello, Chief," I said. "What are you doing down here?" "If you can't tell, I must not be doing it right," Father said, squeezing my cunt. - twins.zip
(12 kb)My Twin Sisters
Only a half hour until everyone gets home. I must work fast to finish the job. I plug in the drill and hurry up into the attic. Ah, here is the spot. The drill spins as I press in down into the wooden floor. And then, light. I pull out the drill and look down into the hole. Yes, perfect. From here, I can see all of their room. My calculations were right. I race down and go into the room of my sisters; they are twins and two years old than I. I look up at the ceiling. With the intricate pattern of clowns, teddy bears, and other drawings my parents placed on the ceiling when they were young, it was hard to see the hole. Yes, even though I knew where the hole was, I was hard pressed to see it. A quick cleanup with the vacuum and the room was returned to normal... or so it seemed. - twinsi~1.zip
(6 kb)Dawn
Dawn and I have been best friends for twenty-two years. As kids, we were forced to be. You see, Dawn and I were born only a few minutes apart. We're twins. Being the brother half of a boy/girl set of twins wasn't always so neat when we were little. No one knew me as anything but a twin. We were constantly together. It got to the point where, for a few years, I resented being a twin --- especially of someone as cute as Dawn. Now I can look back and see why everyone made such a fuss over Dawn, but then, all that mattered was that she seemed to get it all. Even when I should have been the center of the family's focus, there was Dawn getting in the way. A good example was that I never had a birthday party just for me. Every year, our birthday was a shared event. - twinsis.zip
(2 kb)Kent & his twin sisters (b/g/g)
It was a warm day at the California house where three kids were playing in the backyard pool. Kent, a 12 year old boy, was playing with his twin 9 year old sisters, Maryann and Audrey. The girls were chasing Kent trying to dunk him in the water. After a few minutes, they stopped to play some water basketball since the hoop was at the edge of the pool. Maryann wanted to be able to dunk the ball so she asked Kent to put her on his shoulders. Kent had done this many times and was glad to comply. As Audrey passed the ball in the air to her sister, Kent tried his best to stay still so Maryann wouldn't tumble into the water. While having her up on his shoulders, Kent began to notice Maryann's soft legs around his neck and chest. - twnbrth2.zip
(15 kb)Brad and Barry - Part 2
It was the beginning of summer and all the kids were out of school for the next three months. As was usual all the kids were ecstatic about not having to go to school for three whole months and Brad and Barry were no different. They had just had their fifteenth birthday at which their mother told them that if they did as well in schoo the next year as they did this past, that she would be willing to talk about buying them a car. Not a separate when for each of the but one that they could share. This wasn't quite what they wanted but having one car together was better than no car at all. They had had the normal birthday like all fifteen year olds. They each were told they could invite five friends apiece and then they played some of the usual games for fifteen year olds. - twnbrth5.zip
(10 kb)Brad and Barry - Part 5
When Bonnie and the twins saw that bid grey bus roll to a stop they could hardly contain themselves long enough to let Amy get off the bus. They seen each other for six long months and each was dying to see how the other had been and to let them know how much they had been missed. When Amy stepped off the bus Barry was the first to sweep her up and he gave her a squeeze that nearly crushed her ribs. She immediately noticed how he had grown. She couldn't beleive that this was her baby brother who not long ago was barely as tall as her shoulders. Now he was nearly at eye level with her and she could the beginnings of a hard young body that had sprouted while she was gone. - twofam~1.zip
(9 kb)Two Families - The Teenage Years, by By Jason Bradford. Ch 5 (mF,oral,vag)
Brenda called on Friday morning. She asked me to come by her house after school. She made a point of saying Paul was out of town and Cassie would not be home until 6 PM. I tried to beg off, finally agreeing to at least call her after school. I had no intention of going over to Brenda's, but I did call when I got home from school. Jack was at the office, and I knew I had about 30 minutes before Mom came home. I told Brenda I couldn't come over, and that I only had a few minutes to talk because Mom would be home shortly. Brenda didn't waste any time with small talk. She told me Paul had only screwed her once in the ten days he had been home, and that it was a half-hearted effort just to get her off his back. - twosons.zip
(66 kb)Two Sons, Two Lovers (mf,mmf,incest,preg,milk,breast)
After all that had happened, I still considered myself lucky. Of course, there had been very tragic moments in my life, but they seemed only to have given me more strength, and trust in myself. Nature had of course influenced me and somewhat turned me into a sad person, but this day changed it all for me, I started to live anew. I had only lived half my life, I was still young... Let me tell you how it started... My name is Annabel, but everyone calls me Anna or just Bel. We, that is, my then 15-year-old-son John, and his 1 year younger brother Tim, lived out on the planes of Texas. We had lived there ever since the dreadful accident that changed my life in a brutal way. - uncont~1.zip
(3 kb)Uncontrollable Urge
I was about 10 when puberty was at an all time high and I couldn't get enough of porn. Even though I could get it almost any where, the video store, my friends, and of course the inter net. Yet it was never enough. I would masturbate every day on the same time in the same bathroom. I didn't get the house to myself often but when I did it was a jerk off free for all. I tried every thing to soothe my urge but nothing worked. One day I got so horny I looked threw all of my moms clothing for any signs of porn. I didn't find anything except a pack of cigarette that she must have been hiding. A after my father deserted us when I was 14 life really didn't change. One day I stumbled on the word incest in a story web site. I never thought of incest before. - uti1.zip
(10 kb)"UNDER THE INFLUENCE"
The attractive female form stirred. Wriggling forward for comfort, he leaned closer to her ear and whispered. "Now, Beth, who do you love the most?" She paused, her fingers twisting as any five-year old would do. "Daddy", she lisped. "And tell me, Beth. What does your Daddy do that you like?" More twisting fingers, her eyes darting about the room. "He picks me up and cuddles me." Another pause. "I like that." "Why do you like it so much?" "Cos he puts his hands on my fairy." Childishly, Beth giggled. "It's lovely." "And what's your fairy?" "That place on my tummy! You know, you shouldn't ask me, Mummy says it's a secret place, just for her and me to talk about." The fingers rested, placing themselves over each other as though praying.
Y2k Foolz stories....
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