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My wife is stunningly beautiful. She has high cheek bones, piercing blue eyes, and a full, pouty lips that look like they were made for sucking cock; a face that could launch a thousand ships. She is tall and slender with firm enhanced breasts that make her look fantastic in the tight-fitting clothes. I had always felt lucky that she […]

Lucas raised his hand and blew the whistle signaling the end of training. I was the first to reach him, and he handed me a bottle of water. I drank while looking around at the small field. Two rows of benches surrounded it, all empty at the moment. The field was illuminated by large lampposts during the night.

“Jennifer, where’s your tent?” My dad was standing in the bed of his truck moving all the camping supplies around. It was late Friday morning and we had just arrived at the makeshift campground adjacent to the venue where a three day music festival was taking place.

I have lived and loved well. My life is good and I have a wonderful family. But there is a secret which I have held for too many years. I never told anyone until now. If anyone knew… well, they would probably call it sexual abuse. I feel decidedly different. It wasn’t abuse, not from my point of view. The […]

Jack Miller had been staking out the neighborhood for over a week now. He selected his target and arrived at the house around two in the morning. He found and carefully opened an unlocked window on the first floor of the quiet house. Climbing silently into the dark room, he snapped on a small flashlight and surveyed the interior as […]

I was born in 1946, a baby-boomer, and an only child. My Dad was a Preacher and my Mom was a Librarian. He was tall and slim with receding brown hair. She was shorter and plump with naturally blonde hair. I somehow came out as a blend of the two. Not as tall as my Dad, but not as skinny […]

I was home to help my Grandmother move. I was going through boxes in her attic when I came across a small shoebox labeled Cristela Gasparilla. I smiled as I opened it and checked the contents. There were two DVDs in blank boxes and a thin white Tank top. All three had the same Go Wild Logo printed on it […]

Pam didn’t start to have a mid-life crisis until she was in her early forties. She divorced her first husband after learning of his affair with his secretary. She didn’t meet her second husband, Arthur, until her thirty-fifth birthday, almost fifteen years later. She was looking at birthday cards at a local card store, wondering which ones she might receive […]

Dear readers, this is my first story on Mother-Son involvement and I hope I captured the proper mood. As usual, the story is fictitious and all characters are eighteen and over. Thank you for your interest. I remember that September day when I came home unexpectedly and discovered mom using a vibrator.

“You’ve got to come home Sam!” My uncle urged. Sam… short for Samvid. Only dad and uncle used to call me that. Both tough military veterans. No one had called me Sam for months… since dad passed away. Something pulled at my heart hearing it.