Happenstance: A chance happening or event. A chance situation, especially one producing a good result. The fan sputtered like a dying insect, pushing hot air around Trevor's room as he lay on the bed, sweat pooling in the small of his back and sticking him to the sheets. The governor's water restrictions made everything feel oppressive—no showers over three minutes, no washing cars or watering lawns. He covered his eyes,...

I was eighteen when my mother, Loni, decided to remarry, and we packed up our lives to move in with my new dad. I call him my dad, rather than using the term stepfather or even his given name, James, because in every way that mattered, he embodied the role of a father more deeply than my biological father ever did. You see, I lost my birth father when I was about six years old. It happened after he got into a heated argum...

I wasn't very productive once I got back to the office; I found it hard to concentrate. My thoughts kept drifting back to what had happened with Lisa over lunch. The adulterous sex we indulged in was undeniably exhilarating, a fiery thrill that consumed every sense. Yet now, a suffocating weight of guilt pressed down on me, an unbearable burden that twisted my insides and clawed at my conscience. Fucking Lisa behind Brend...

I awoke that morning and recalled how the previous night unfolded. In my mind's eye, I replayed my mother whimpering, "Oh... Fuck Travis. I'm going to cum! You're making mommy cum!" whilst I finger fucked her. I immediately went stiff, picturing how my digits caused her hips to thrust forward and back. With my dick now in my hand, I closed my eyes and jerked off to those forbidden images of what we both mischievously had...

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Mmmm Mmmm Ahhh!" I heard coming from my parent's bedroom. Fuck! They're at it again! I thought as my mother's cries filled my room. Over the last couple of weeks, my parent's sexual sounds had been carried down the hall and into my room. It was driving me crazy, and not in a good way. You see, what those noises had done was cause me to sinfully picture my beautiful mother lying on her back with her long b...

What a glorious day! I thought when I woke. The night before couldn't have been more thrilling. For I had finally broken through that unspeakable barrier with my mother and committed an act of incest with her. However, it was only us masturbating each other to a gratifying climax. It indeed was a big step. One that I hoped would take us further down this forbidden path. My dick was already hard in anticipation of what tod...

As my eyes opened I could feel the massive hard-on I was supporting already. The previous story that I had read was still fresh in my mind. I couldn't shake the sexual images of how Maria had succumbed to her incestuous desire. It left me wishing my mother would have the same issue. If only, I thought as I crammed my stiff dick inside my shorts while I got dressed for the day. Besides being extremely horny, I was also sta...

I awoke the following morning feeling exhausted from the wicked sex I had with the ladies, but also horny since the images of what Brenda and I did with Fiona came rushing back. Fuck, I couldn’t stop thinking about how hard I had made Fiona cum, and that notion caused me to roll onto my side before slithering my hand down toward my sleeping wife's pussy. Scooting closer to Brenda, I nestled my stiff dick between her legs...

I woke up the following day feeling a little depressed. So far, the only thing that reading those stories posted in that forum had done was to make me super horny and no closer to figuring out a way to get between my mother’s legs. While I dressed, I began to think that this was a hopeless cause. Slowly, I made my way into the kitchen to get some breakfast. Surprisingly, my mother was already sitting at the table sipping...

"Oh fuck, Bobby!" my wife whimpered as I thrust my solid dick deep inside her welcoming womb. Then, faster and harder, I plowed, causing my wife to spread her legs wider while her hands clawed at my ass, pulling me deeper still inside her gripping pussy. "Mmm… oh… Yes! Oh God, yes! Keep going! Keep going!" Brenda screamed as her ass lifted off the bed to meet my every thrust. Fuck! Oh fuck!!! I'm coming, honey! I'm coming...

My heart was pounding as I searched for Gretchen, my mother. After she caught me jerking off while I blew my load, I wasn't sure what I would say but knew I had to face her. There wouldn't be a chance of her wanting to fuck me if she was upset by what she saw. However, I was hoping for the opposite reaction. Maybe. Just maybe, it might have sparked something sexual inside her. With her back to me and her head lowered, I f...

Hi, my name is Kory, and I have a confession to make. Ever since I was eighteen, I’ve wanted to fuck my mother, and over the years, it’s only gotten worse. So now, being twenty, I finally decided to see if there was a chance I could get her interested in the idea of wanting to fuck me also. With my mother only being thirty-eight, and still looking as hot as ever; I was more determined now to see if I could persuade her in...

Steffany was in her room contemplating what to wear. She held up a hot pink tiny string bikini she hadn’t worn in over ten years and found herself wondering what her son would think of it. Shockingly her pussy moistened at the notion that her son might actually get hard, and it scared her. Jesus, I have to stop thinking like this, she thought and settled on a more conservative pair of light blue shorts and a white halter...

Randy was stuck in traffic on the expressway when he thought about his earlier conversation with his mother. "Mom, it's been over a month since Dad passed, and you still sound depressed." "I know, dear. It's just hard for me to deal with it all." "Is it 'cause of how he died?" "That and..." He heard her voice trail off into a light sob. "That settles it. I'm taking a break from school and coming home." "Honey, I'll be fin...

Rachel awoke the following day with the images of her son's finger fucking her to a climax still on her mind. Swiftly, she got out of bed and changed before making her way down to the kitchen. Then at breakfast, Rachel put on a fake smile and kept her distance from her son. Not sure how to handle this new situation, she felt it best to wait until she could think it over. Kyle sighed and figured she was pissed at him befor...