In an effort to clear my head of the taboo thoughts of sex with my stepdaughter, I told my wife I needed to do some shopping for the upcoming Christmas holiday, and I needed to do it alone. On the way to the mall, I decided to stop at a local coffee shop for some quiet time to reflect on fucking the stepdaughter who I helped raise, who I supported through the birth of her children and the divorce of her narcissistic, assh...

When I woke up on Saturday morning, the sun was streaming in the windows, and I was alone in our waterbed. My head pounded a bit from all the beer I drank last night. After my wife came home, the three of us -- me, Jodi, and Danielle -- sat up and finished a twelve-pack and watched a bad movie. We sat on the couch underneath a blanket even though it was 93 degrees outside, and the air conditioner was working overtime. I'd...

After months of trying to forget about the carnal encounter with my stepdaughter Joy, I was finding myself increasingly obsessed. Telling my wife I wanted to clean out our photos files, I spent hours sorting through pictures of our family, making sure to examine closely any of the thousands of snapshots of Joy that enticed my libido: Joy in the swimming pool with her bikini riding her lovely ass crack; Joy in her lingerie...

I have to admit, I had long had the hots for my wife's best friend, Jodi. They met while they were in college—before my wife and I were married—and had become nearly inseparable by the time I came along. Jodi was always at our place: for dinner, for parties, for helping in the garden, for holidays. She kept a change of clothes at our house and a see-through nightgown (I noticed!) We referred to our guest room as "Jodi's r...

On vacation one summer in Denver, my wife and I found ourselves with a free night and a desire to try something new. “Adventure” we called it when we decided to paint outside the lines, as they say. It often included sex. Being our horny selves and hundreds of miles from home, I suggested to my less-experienced partner that we visit an adult movie theater where a double feature of classic porn star Marilyn Chambers was pl...

The first time I laid eyes on Joy, she was seventeen years old, filling out a bikini nicely and playing in my apartment swimming pool. I was old enough to be her dad, but they didn’t stop my leering gaze and lusty thoughts. I had just met her mom and things were going well. I mean, I was having the best sex of my life in mid-30s. And lots of it. Mom was a bit older, but hot as asphalt in the summer sun and loved to fuck a...