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Jenny woke up in a sweat; the nightmare was awful; she was hung from the ceiling being whipped. She begged and pleaded for them to stop, but they didn’t. Finally, Jen got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She glanced at her rock-hard gymnast body. At 21, she had just competed in her last Olympic event, winning a […]

“Son, it’s great to see how you have made this piece of land thrive!” Mommy hugs me tightly, more tightly than she ever has. It felt like an intimate hug, and while I hugged her tightly back, I felt Mom was way too sexy to tightly hug and not fuck. “I’m glad you like it Mom. I absolutely love it […]

My name is Chris Johnson and I am 20 years old. I am 6 foot 3 inches and weigh about 350 pounds. So I am a big boy. I am a college student at the local university. My mom, Shelly, is a single mother and she works as an accountant.

I slipped away from the group of bridesmaids without really excusing myself. My heels clicked on the stone flooring of the church as I passed several guests still coming in and my parents as they spoke quietly to the officiant.

She woke with that same burning sensation in the pit of her stomach that had pursued her now for weeks. She knew what it meant and like every occasion before, she chose to ignore it. Instead, she got up from bed, went over to her chest of drawers and pulling out some leggings and a top, sat on her dressing […]

Okay, lets get this out of the way. I realize “tricked” here is too harsh and removes all of my culpability. That isn’t my intent. That is simply how I felt at the very instant I realized what had occurred. Nobody made me do what I did ( repeatedly and with great pleasure) and frankly I dont resent any of […]

This is the story of how Kelly came to live with my family. My name is Timothy Miller and my wife’s name is Holly. We are a decently successful couple living in a large four-bedroom house in a gated community outside a major city. At 14 weeks pregnant my 5’5″ 125-pound wife was ordered on bed rest and was going […]

My mother is such a bitch, I have told her enough times that I don’t sleep around. True, I haven’t told her I’m still a virgin though because she simply wouldn’t believe me, but for her to call me a slut was just one step too far. So I left. Don’t get me wrong I’m not a child, I’m 23 […]

Hen Party I am Sophie, or Soph for short, an early fifties UK mum of an eighteen year old strapping lad, Sebastian or Seb. My only child. I was a champion swimmer in my schooldays. Now, Seb is faithfully following my footsteps. Seb and I share a deep bond in swimming, and all things in the swimming universe.

“What’s your name, son?” “Christopher McDonald, though I’d prefer to be called Chris. Mates back home called me Macca.” “McDonald? Well, you’re obviously not local from the accent. Have you got family over here?” “Ancestry is in Inverness. My grandparents’ brothers and sisters still live there, well, those still alive anyway. My mother’s parents moved to Australia in the sixties. […]