I was in the weight room at the sports complex on campus when I felt an insistent tap on my left shoulder. I turned to see who was tapping on me and there stood two guys, my Sister’s boyfriend Ryan, and one of his frat brothers, both of them dressed in suits and ties with their hair carefully combed – not like the sweaty mess I was at the moment. “Sigma Tau Sigma,” Ryan said, in a formal tone, “accept, or decline.” Joinin...

Angie closed her eyes a moment, then opened them again, her resolve doubled in the time it took her to slow blink. The action gave me a moment to study her beautiful eyes. Almond-shaped, they were accentuated by her carefully and expertly applied makeup. Eyeliner reshaped each eye slightly, evening out the differences between left and right, and elongating the ends. Eyeshadow faded smokily into the smooth, flawless skin a...

I remember falling asleep the night before thinking how nice it would be to be lazy and pampered the next day, which was Father's Day, and looking forward to a few small gifts from my wife and my three daughters, and wondering if my son would come back from college for a visit.When I awoke I felt confused. I was a little disoriented at first, thinking I must have drunk more wine with my Wife before going to bed than I'd t...

"John Morgan," young miss Amy Greene thought to herself as she hung up the phone. Somehow it was OK for her now to think of her life long best friend's father, who'd practically been a part time stand in father for her as well since she'd spent so much time over at the Morgan home over the years, as 'John' instead of 'Mr. Morgan', since she'd just had him inside her, and since at that moment he was upstairs in the arms of...

As we grew up, my big sister and I would always make bets about stupid stuff all the time. She was two years older than me and always underestimated me, so I usually won the bets. But not always. Still, Sis had a tendency to overbet sometimes when she shouldn't. And so it was that one day she bet me that I couldn't climb to the very top of a very tall tree that was growing outside a drugstore we'd just come out of. "You'l...

Picking up where we left off in part 3... It felt like ages had passed when my beautiful little girl Kelly finally set my manhood free, having nursed it of every drop of life giving fluid it had in it. Like time was playing tricks on me. And though it had been almost too sensitive after my explosive orgasm in her mouth, in her mouth was where I wanted to be more than anything at that moment; the captive who’d become an ac...

Picking up where we left off, again...We all lay still for a few moments, catching our breath. With each passing second, I felt my stamina returning, thank God. It was really something, let me tell you, to sit there, my cock standing out in the open, as I looked over the glistening, sweaty forms of the two gorgeous, curvaceous naked babes laying entwined in lesbian intimacy, all breasts and hips, legs and abs, wet, aromat...

Picking up where we left off..."Mmmm... show's not over yet, Daddy," Kelly said with a smile, her eyes locked hotly to mine. I swear, her gaze seemed to smolder. Then for a moment her gaze dropped to my lap and I knew my daughter was watching me jerk off, but it only turned me on more. Before she looked away she smiled a little broader – then she started to dance again.At this point, just when I thought things were about...

Well it all started when I got off early from work one day. The boss got bad news, something about an old friend of his kicking the bucket or something. Anyhow, he got real upset and just sent everyone home. I felt bad about his friend passing on, but I was a little off about losing some pay, too. Oh well, I thought, might as well enjoy the time off.I headed for home thinking of a little swim in the pool, and maybe a few...

Author's note: Unlike my previous stories, this is a true story - about a night in my life I will be lucky if I never forget. Enjoy!I was a senior in High School and just recently 18 years old, on concert choir trip. Now, I'd first taken choir years before when I was in middle school for an easy grade, and I'd stuck with it all those years for three reasons; first, it was an easy grade after all, second, it was fun most o...

I'd been feeling really good lately, sort-of on cloud 9. There's something about getting laid well and often that really makes a guy feel alive, y'know? Anyhow, I was hanging out in the living room playing some video games and listening to music, having a good old time, when I heard my Mom come in from the Garage and from the sound of it she was carrying some plastic bags. That meant she'd been to the store, and that mean...

For days the feeling of my cock in my Sister Michelle’s mouth haunted me. I just couldn’t get it out of my mind. The way she had solved my little problem with the tissue shortage had been completely unexpected, and totally marvelous. Funny, I had grown up with my little Sister and my Mom running around nude half the time, showing me and Dad all their considerable charms, and even felt free to jerk off around them, and yet...

Being 19 years old, I work a part time pizza delivery gig at night, but kinda sleep in during the day. Unfortunately, my 18 year old sister still has to go to school, and every morning when she gets up she plays music while she’s getting ready. She also stomps around pretty good, so it’s not uncommon that she wakes me up in the morning. I just lay there most mornings, and wait for her to go off to school before I nod back...

Pulling into the driveway at my parents' house I noticed with disappointment that Mom's car was gone, but Daddy's was there. At least I'd have someone to talk to while I did my laundry. College was going good, and I had lots of stuff to tell Mom & Dad about.I used my key to let myself in and carried the first load of laundry into the laundry room off the kitchen. The house was pretty quiet and so I took a minute to drink...

I was about halfway to my first orgasm when I noticed my Dad, out of the corner of my eye, standing there watching me eat out my own pussy with a shocked look on his face. No, shocked isn’t the right word. The right word doesn’t exist… His expression was shock, awe, amazement, arousal, disbelief, all rolled into one. Being in a seriously sexual frame of mind, as I obviously was at the moment, I shamelessly checked my own...