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Jay sighed as he heard the front door slam and listened to his drunk stepdaughter Jennifer weave down the hallway to the bathroom. His first impulse was to confront her, but she was still celebrating her 18th birthday and graduation, and he wasn't an uptight asshole. Her mom was traveling for work, and had left him in charge for a couple weeks while she translated for her boss in Mexico. He was just glad she'd gotten picked up and dropped off instead of drinking and driving. He rolled over and looked at his...

Spending a holiday at my brother's home with him and his wife Marjorie, has turned out to be one of the best decisions I've made in a long time. I'm having the time of my life. My break has given me the opportunity to switch-off from the stresses of business, and in my escape, I have found time to relax and reminisce....

I sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and just staring at the wall. My brothers were in another room, which one I wasn't exactly sure. After David's unexpected arrival John and Jeff went into a kind of panic. It was almost like dad had caught them misbehaving, but it was more than that. They had a kind of fear for my eldest brother that I didn't fully understand. Perhaps I did, though I did not view David the same way....

Author's Note. When I published "Isotope" last year, I always meant to complete the story. It's finally done, and this is the second of three parts, with the last part being already finished and submitted at the same time. As the story poured out, it became more Sci-fi than straight Erotica. Still, there's a good amount of boot-knocking to be had. I hope you enjoy it, and please take time to rate and leave me a comment... I read each and every one. The story is all fictional, not based on anybody real, and ...

I enjoyed making this story, I would like to have stories edited, if interested in helping let me know. Yes, I have asked for one.
I hope you enjoy these stories, The Forth Chapter: Carol asks Brandon to help her experience more on her bucket list.
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You know when you just know when your parents are being weird around each other? I suppose as a nineteen-year-old who still living with his parents, it wasn't hard to pick up on the weird vibes.
Dad was hardly around. It was either work, some mid-life hobby he was busy with or going out drinking with his buddies. Mom, well, she was busy with my baby brother, Thomas. It took a while to get over that huge age gap. He was barely a few months old, and here I was, a grown ass adult. When I took my baby bro ou...

Chapter 41
Two years after their initiation into the club, the twins were in their new apartment, making dinner together. Once they reached the third year of college, classes ramped up and it was decided that they needed to be closer to campus to relieve some of the travel stress. Both of them, as well as their parents, were a bit unhappy about the change. They'd reached a comfortable routine, where Steven gave them all that they needed as slaves; most of their needs were being met, but with Steven movin...

Mommy's Rules Ch. 05
We had a double header in a town about three hours away on Saturday. I got up early and rode the team bus to the games, but Mom and I had already planned on driving home together. We thought it would be fun to stop about halfway home for an early dinner.
We split the double header, winning the first game and losing the second. All my work in the gym was really paying off. I was much stronger than I had been at the beginning of the season and had a homer in each of the games, my fi...

Graduation Vacation is perhaps my most popular story. This next chapter has been brewing a while. I probably poked at it too slowly, because I didn't want to disappoint. I hope I achieved that goal. Cheers!
Mom and I had been having breakfast in our suite at the Adams Mark. We hadn't spoken much since Friday, and we were due to meet Rhonda Pelt and her sister in a few hours. "You want to talk about it?" Mom asked, sensing tension in the air....

An ongoing tale of deep family bonding. All persons mentioned in this missive were aged eighteen years or more at the time of the activities depicted. All persons and events depicted in this story are almost certainly fictional so any resemblance to persons living, dead or not yet born is just one of those coincidences that allow people like Frank to make their living....

As I mentioned in Part 9, Jane, mom, and I continued our sexual relationship together for quite some time. In the early years of the three some get togethers we managed it quite easily as Christine was a baby and for the first couple of years, really unaware of anything going on between Jane my mom, and myself. But by the time that Christine was turning three, both mom and I thought that it would be better for me to start sleeping in my old room again as to not raise any kind of suspicion or questions in he...

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older....

I got him. Right on his tail, drafting down the straightaway at 300 kmh.
The hair pin turn at the end.
I mapped out practiced this move on the simulator until it I got it right.
I know he tends to drift to the outer rim of the curve before he slingshots down the short straighaway to the finish line....

Thanks go to RelentlessOnanism for reading an early draft and giving feedback.
Angie Haskins was watching TV, listening for what she now felt was inevitable: the sound of her husband, Charles, exiting his study to come find her. The expected sound came, and there he was, in the doorway. His greying hair was uncharacteristically frazzled, as if he had been pulling at it, and he looked worried. Angie paused her show, knowing what he would ask her....

Seasons of Submission
Part One of Four - Spring 2001 - A letter from my wife
I met Rachel five years ago at a dinner dance for the legal firm where she worked. I wasn't in the legal profession, I was there merely as a 'plus one' for a woman I'd dated a couple of times in the previous week. There was no spark between us; I didn't really want to go but I'd said I would so I did....

Well, Gentle Reader, I seem to have become a bit obsessed. Well, I'm always obsessed with sex, but I seem to have become obsessed with the specific idea of a three-way romance. As you know, if you have read any of my work, I have no respect for the incest taboo, so this story was, I suppose, an inevitable culmination of my two favorite fetishes. I'm pretty sure this will turn into a book. I like the storyline too much to let it go....

The voice came over the intercom to announce that the breakfast buffet would be available for another hour. Once people had a chance to eat, it was time to start leaving the ship.
Everyone in our room quickly showered and dressed - and then we headed upstairs. We took the shortcut through the crewmember spaces again to avoid traffic on the public stairways. Seating was at a premium and we ended up borrowing a chair from another group and crowding around a table that was really too small for what we neede...

It was a late fall Friday night and, once again, my older sister and I sat in my living room, contentedly full from the dinner I'd cooked, and stared into the cozy fire crackling away in my fireplace. "Excellent, coq au vin, as always, Josh," she smiled.
"It's a trick dinner, really, Gwen; pretty easy to do and just as easy to impress. Remember how Dad always said 'you need at least two date dinners, and they can't be pasta'? That was one of my date dinners. Worked like a charm."...

You're my beautiful 20 year old daughter, a very accomplished competitive dancer. This Saturday, you want to go to a dance competition in the next state. I've always been your biggest supporter and love taking you to competitions, both in and out of our state. Your mom, a cold woman, always angry and chronically critical of both of us, has no interest in you, or your dancing aspirations. She spends her days complaining about life with us, never failing to berate us for any reason she can come up with....

This is my first submission here and would welcome all constructive feedback. Pls understand this is a work of fiction and hence I have taken some creative license in adapting places and things to suit the narrative. Any similarities with any person, place, event or thing are purely coincidental. Also pls be advised this is not a one-page jerkoff. The characters and the story in this series will be established first and all 'action' will be in line with the story All rights reserved...

Mark had been home from college for a couple weeks and he already missed it.
With nothing to do on a Saturday night, he was laying in bed watching youtube videos. Then he heard his dad get home. His dad was drunk by the sound of it, then he heard, "Patty! Mark! Come here!" Mark knew better than to ignore his dad when he was this way. His dad wasn't a mean drunk, but he would just bother the hell out of you until you did what he asked. It was just easier to acquiesce. Mark was only in boxers so he threw o...

PROLOGUE
French Canada, 1995
Cousins Jo and Emilie had both grown in Jehovah's Witnesses families, a religion famous for not teaching sex education and not letting their kids attend these classes in school. At least back then. The most exposure they had had to sex, even at their current age, had been late-night erotic movies on TV and the very few erotic magazines there would have been at the small convenience store in the town they lived in....

from the perspective of two career women
co-written by R.
Perspective: The General Manager

I take pleasure in being first to use the bath in the executive suite. The first to dip my feet inside, the first to operate it, the first to cum in the water. My long hair becomes an ethereal mess as I lay back and put my feet on the edge of the tub. Our grand opening is next month and I think of the women who will later orgasm from this water stream and couples having sex here. But I get to be first....

Right on cue, Dad got ahold of Cindy for a liaison. Cindy called and let us know. She said Barb was looking forward to seeing us again, and her son, Mike, would be there. She told him she had a visitor coming and that he and his sister Barb had been invited to watch him make love to his mother. They would watch and be naked in the room....

Finally here. Thanks for your patience!
Part 2
In a lot of ways, it was a hungover morning after like any other. I groggily opened my eyes, scowled as I saw the sunlight streaming through my window and making my head throb, and instinctively reached over to grab my phone and check it.
Then I noticed that my arm was bare -- I was naked, not wearing my pajamas. I looked down the bed and saw my clothes from the day before strewn everywhere. And right in the center of my sheets, a sizeable wet patch....

s Pt 1
I come from a rather large family, My parents and three aunts and uncles on my Mother's side, and an equal number on my dad's. Each is married and has 5 children, with 3 girls and two boys. We live in the same community my Mother's family on the same street, grandparents on the end, seven houses down the street each with family, and a family park, swimming pool, hot tub, and joint family center used Sundays for family dinners, yes that's right all of my mom's siblings and their kids: several big s...

Mommy's Rules Ch. 04
All characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18.
I was on my back, arms splayed and held in place by vines that somehow seemed to be complicit in my detainment. My naked mother squatted above me with her dark, wet, swollen cunt inches from my face. Her alabaster skin was now murky, shadowy, and forbidding. Some kind of evil forces were chanting, "Lick her and we will go" over and over. I tried to raise my head to lick her, but it felt like it weighed a thousand p...

I held his throbbing bulge in my hand while it grew harder and harder beneath his shorts. I looked him dead in the eyes and said. "This is mine. It belongs to me." He laughed.
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do with it." He said to me with a smirk as he looked back to the entry to his noisy party filled house. We stood in the dark rural driveway of the house that he shares with his wife, sparring back and forth under a hazy late night sky, betting one another that we weren't going to do what we were about ...

It's been three long, anxious weeks since my life's most wonderful, passionate day.
Our Disney trip is finally here, and it's all Zoe and I can talk about. I've barely seen my Dad. He's been so busy except for a couple of lunches we've gone to.
It has been awkward around our house as well. Even though my parents have been divorced for nearly two years, they share a law practice....

I wasn't entirely surprised when I got a text from Judith a couple of days later asking me to contact her. I rang and she said, God forgive me, I want you to make it happen. I want you to fuck Abby, I want you and Chris and Dave to make her airtight.
I couldn't help smiling as I remembered her sexy daughter. I knew that Chris & Dave would be gagging to be involved....