""Tommy, don't be so crude," Amber snapped."
Amber was getting nervous. Her husband was about to leave on another business trip. It had only been two weeks since his last trip and the encounter with her son, Tommy.Since then, there had been the odd groping from Tommy,...
"I remember dad having sex with teenage me; as a mom, I have sex with my son."
I watched Toby sleep. My sixteen-year-old son slept naked these days and was only half-covered by a sheet and the bedspread, his bare back and one leg exposed. He lay on his tummy, his head on the pillow, his mouth...
"Tommy's cock prevailed and Amber let him see her body."
Amber glared at Tommy. "Stop it! What on earth do you think you are doing?" She said, with enough venom in her voice to make a point but soft enough no-one else heard.They were in the kitchen doing dishes. Tommy...
"Sandra, their mother, caught them, she acted and it changed their lives."
The water was hot against my skin and I lathered and lathered my body more times than I wanted to remember. Did I just do that, I thought. My pussy wasn’t dirty but I kept cleaning it as if I...
"Nadia's morning ends with a big surprise."
Nadia was growing a little impatient, waiting for Ronald. Her son had just fucked her silly about an hour ago. He had told her to shower, and wait for him. So that’s what she was doing. Her mind drifted, she...
"My Mother's Teaching"
As a young teenager growing up in the 1970's I was always eager to learn more of the secret world of sex, that seemed to be slowly emerging from the hidden confines of bedrooms worldwide. I was aware my parents...
"A promise is forgotten during a heated night."
Mom I’m feeling warm all overSoon I’m going to shoot deep into you Forgive me but I can’t pull outI know I promised but now is now I know this is all wrongBut the night has been ardent and long What may happen...
Thick red lips moving up and downOn a hard throbbing erection Sternly querying eyes seem to wonderWhen are you going to shoot? You can only softly whisper:“I’m sorry, mom, but not yet.” Her head starts bouncing fasterThe rhythm stays steady Your mother is staring...
Their gazes are lockedFingers brush her hair Her head is bobbingHer lips are pouty and sweet Suddenly a soft voice says:“Swallow it, mom, please...” Her cheeks go big!Her eyes turn wide! Then they both knowThat there’s only one absolute Only your own motherCan make a...
"Prose poetry, not a traditional rhyme."
I might be eighteen, but I’ve never done it.This is the first time, it is a wonder. I didn’t think it would be with you.Sometimes it happens, that’s how the world works. Pink hearts flutter, this is true love.My first crush, be...