Incest

It was Spring break and like most horny 15-year olds, I was ready to party as much as I could and try to fuck as many girls as I possibly could. But one problem. I had no money. So when my mother told me that Grandma Ruth needed some help around her house, I jumped at the opportunity. Not only was Grandma Ruth super fucking cool, but she even smoked pot and would occasionally let me sip wine with her. But most of all, Grandma Ruth was loaded, so she always paid well. Not that Grandma Ruth was super-rich or anything...

All holidays are tough but none of them hit quite as hard as Valentine's Day. That's when it really hits me that I'm alone. I couldn't get those words from my mom out of my head. It had been three years since my father died and, while it was certainly tough on me and my siblings, I believe that it was hardest on my mom. My parents had a great relationship. Of course, they fought with each other from time to time but it was always clear that they loved each other and they were both very supportive of each other...

Part one: I love my little sister! I remember being eight years old, in a hospital and worried. My mother had been swelling up and now she had broken something, so she was rushed to the hospital. I had no idea what was wrong or what would happen next and even now, I don't mind telling you how scared I was when the doctors told me to leave the room as mom screamed in what was obviously intense pain. Hospital doors are made so that screams can't be heard from outside unless they're really loud and you're really close, which I...

Firstly I must apologize in advance that because of my English. I hope you understand my story well. That Friday, when mom came home from work, unpleasantly surprised me by saying that tomorrow morning I'll go with her into the cottage, because Dad has to work through the weekend, on an important overhaul companies, and that I and this way, not doing anything clever at home, so I could bass a little to help her around the garden. I was furious, but I still had to go with it. Late evening when Dad returned from work, gave us instructions on how...

Author's Note: This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy's third story in the series. She's a woman unable to orgasm. You don't have to read her first two stories - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum. As with the other incest stories in this series, this one is violent. There aren’t any explosions or gunfire like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical. -1- Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn’t horny, he was angry. Thoughts of the...

His eyes opened wide as the grip of his hand on his throbbing member had finally grown too much. Low but frantic pants pushed from his chest as he eyed down at the very erect organ in his hands. A small heated smile playing on his lips as his right hand was wrapped around it so well, the left hand gripping his balls tight. He bit his lip a little the skin slightly denting from where his teeth made contact, the skin all along his lower abs and pelvis prickled with goosebumps. His head full of slightly curly red hair pressing...

Part 2 of ? I forgot to mention some key parts of my family. My mom she works 12 hours a day on the week days and 8 hours on Saturday, and off Sunday. My older sister Sara is about 6'1 with long brown hair and curves that would make you jizz in your pants, her face kinda looks like Jessica Alba but 10 years younger. She is very smart but don't expect her to make you laugh she has no sense of humor at all. know for Kelly. she is about 5'5 her body is perfect for a 15 yr...

AUTO-DAD.txt The tension in my belly is a hungry gnawing feeling as I change, yanking off my work clothes quickly, searching for the sweat pants 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...

Jake woke up, groggy as usual, to another boring Saturday at home. His days always followed the same routine during the weekends, and they were especially worse during the summer; though he always did have one thing to look forward to. Jake peered down at the tent formed by his bed sheets. His thick member stood as the center support with no reasoning behind its morning rigger. He reached down and squeezed it playfully then stood up out of bed to admire his pride. Seven inches long and just near two thick; it was a good size for a young man...

Did that really happen I thought to myself, a handjob from my own mother? Did I really just cum down into her shirt? And did she not even say a word after it happened? .......... Knowing that my interview was about to start, I got out of the car and went to room 21, what do I say when I get there? Is Mom even there? ......All these question ran through my head. As soon as I walked close to my room, I saw my mom waiting at the door for me, and as soon we made eye contact she opened...