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Unfortunately, it was around nine AM Sunday when I woke up, to find that I was still alone in my bed, and the wet dreams that I may have had had been just that wet dreams. I noticed that the door to the guest room was closed, so I went about my morning business and descended to the kitchen to get the coffee going. It looked as though it was going to be a bright warm sunny day as I took my first cup out on to the deck and settled myself down. It was not before I had finished my...

Blondie part 2 by me It has been a couple of years since Blondie and her son started having sex with each other. During that time they have experimented with just about everything they could think of. Also during this time, Dagwood had run off with one of his secretaries. Blondie got a divorce and her and her children lived by themselves in the house. Which left a lot of freedom for them to play. Alexander and his cock were well used by his mother. Trudy caught them one time and from then on Alexander was being used by both females...

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO High On Life Sunday December 23rd, Night For the next two hours the house was organized chaos as Jennifer drafted everyone into the effort to clean and prepare for the party. Dave and Emily were put to work dusting, vacuuming and cleaning the living room, Olivia and Hayley were drafted as assistant cooks for Jennifer as she prepared as much food as possible for the party tomorrow. Megan was sent to her room to get it clean while Molly swept and mopped the hardwood floors in the main hallway. Once they finished with those chores, Jenn sent Dave, Em...

There I was sitting on Mr. B's lap in my tennis skirt and wide legged shorts. I had his right hand on my right thigh and his left hand across my chest with his fingers under my right armpit covering my chest too about the middle of my chest. His hands were huge. John had just left as per our plan. I hope the plan that John had worked out was going to work. As things on the TV screen popped up I would jump pull his arm against my chest, slid my hip forward toward his right hand and clench...

The Badendorf Family History By Emerald Green Warning: The following history contains adult material. If you are not an adult or if adult themes offed you, you should read no further. Three • Papa’s Solution Otto wanted to know how Catherine was but he knew that when his father said it was bedtime he had to go to his room. He determined that he would wait a reasonable amount of time for his parents to go to sleep and then go to Cat’s room. While waiting he began to develop a plan that he hoped to propose to his sister. He...

Alice was playing a video game. She was in her bedroom, at her desk, and she was having a lovely time playing some video games. But that didn't last long. There was a slow, weak knock at the door and Alice said “come in”. Her mum slowly walked in to the room and said “Come to the living room, me and Dad have something important to talk to you about.” Alice paused her game and got up. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt, one size too small, and had a black bra underneath. She had a short red pleated skirt...

Alex looked down in shock at his mother kneeling before him, clad in the sexy lingerie he had lusted after. What, how, I mean, Alex stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence. Alicia, after recovering from the shock of seeing her son walk through the door, quickly grabbed the blanket off of the hotel bed and covered herself. You're Frustrated_Dom, she asked, barely believing it. Obviously, Alex said as he sank into a chair. How did this happen? Well, we are both obviously missing something in our lives and a computer program thinks we match each other, Alicia said. But that's...

We as people tend to let a lot of things slide as long as it is in our favor. Usually guild and pride keep us from doing wrong. Those or emotions that are given to us to keep us in check. Most of the time they work, but sometimes they fail…miserably. For me guilt was a little to late to stop me from what I did, and I’m kind of glad. Ever since I was little I always believed that there was one girl for me. It was more or less drilled into my head from as far back as I...

Being a psychiatrist, I am supposed to honor strict confidentiality with my patients. I had to get this story off my chest however, and it is one I couldn't confide in my colleges so I am changing the names to protect the innocent. My subject is a young girl who I will call Candy. I specialize in working with youths, particularly in cases relating to sex. Being a man, I usually worked with boys, but I would get some girls who just felt more comfortable talking about sex with a man for one reason or another. It was a little unusual...

Author’s note:  This is Tiffanie’s, a former fictional playboy playmate, second story.  Her first is interracial.  You don’t have to read that one if you don’t want to, but suffice to say in Part 3 of this series, Tiffanie witnessed an incestuous act at her home involving her oldest sister Diane.  Unlike Stephanie, (who also witnessed a similar act in Part 3) it messed Tiffanie up – driving her crazy even.  She tried her best to avoid her inner incestuous desires, by drowning them with the semen of black men. Tiffanie’s first and second stories drive home the fact that all the moms in my literary...