Stepping into the shower was usually the best part. The soft feel of rainfall caressed the top of my breasts and it always – always – gave me a kind of instant mini-orgasm. But today was one of the few where that happened a little differently. The mini-orgasm, where I felt a frisson that started in my breasts and rushed down through my nipples to my tummy to my clit, lasted just a fraction of a second. This time it was lo...

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling a hard cock against the top of my butt crack. It took me several seconds to remember that I was on vacation in Ensenada, Mexico, and that my seventeen-year-old son, Toby, traveled with me. One second after that, I knew it was Toby’s cock that I felt. He didn’t move. I listened and heard his soft breathing. He was asleep and had his mouth open just a little. I moved my ass again...

I lay with my head in Toby’s lap. We were on the sofa, watching Jurassic World for the twentieth time (not really). I was barely looking at the TV. “Mom, can I ask you something?” “Sure, Toby. You want to have sex with me, right?” “Well, yeah, anytime you say. But not that.” Toby and I had had sex together dozens of times. He was my seventeen-year-old son, who would soon be leaving for UCLA. I’ve written a lot about him h...

“Let me tell you about the birds and the bees,” I said, with more conviction in my voice than I felt. My daughter had recently turned sixteen and I’d put this off maybe four years too long already. I was your typical bumbling dad, who had raised Brandy alone since her mom ran off with a doctor when Bran was nine. “You mean,” she said, “how a guy fucks a girl, cums inside her, she gets pregnant and has a kid?” “Maybe this...

I glanced into my son’s room as I walked past and saw he was masturbating. I’m not sure I’ve ever done a double-take before, but I walked another two steps before I stopped, my head snapped up, and I walked back to his door. “What are you doing, Ethan?” I asked, although the answer was obvious. “I’m masturbating, mom,” he said, as though it was a perfectly normal thing to be doing. Well, I mean, it is perfectly normal, bu...

I walked down the several steps to the lower level of the house. It was an older, split-level home and the two other bedrooms were on the lower floor, along with a bathroom, the laundry, and a small family room that we never used. Beth had stayed overnight at a friend’s house. It was only nine AM, so I didn’t knock on Michael’s door, I just walked in. I was certain he’d still be asleep, just like he always was on a Saturd...

It’s easy to get fucked when you’re a sixteen-year-old girl. I don’t mean sixteen-year-old boys, who are incredibly easy from what I could tell but with someone old enough to be my father. I was thinking in particular about Richard, one of two divorced men I sometimes did babysitting for. I had called him mister and his last name, at first, but I’ll just go with Richard here. I expect you’ve watched porn where the guy doe...

Like a fair number of the guys I’d had sex with, Ryan’s head dove straight for my cunt. We’d barely taken our clothes off and he began to lick my clit. I think they saw this on TV, Cinemax I guessed, softcore porn where the man almost always pleasured the woman before himself. Although, come to think of it, on Cinemax movies he always quit doing his work down there before she came and proceeded to fuck her in various posi...

“I let my daddy fuck me,” Jessica said. She appeared to be amazed at herself. “You did not,” I answered, only slightly astonished. “I did, too. Well, I sort of made him do it, I guess, but, still, he fucked me. Just like yours did you.” Jessica and I had made out a couple months earlier and my dad had eventually joined us to the extent of being briefly sucked by Jessica and then fucking me until he came. Well, I came firs...

“And this is my room,” I said, trying to sound excited, but really a little nervous. Jeremy was my age, sixteen, and this was the first time he’d ever been where I lived. We’d gone to see a Saturday early-afternoon movie, In Dreams, which kind of sucked, but Jeremy kissed me and put a hand on my breast. My heart had gone pitter-pat and my cunt had gotten a little wet. “Nice,” he said, looking around. I think he mostly saw...

Amelia stood naked, two feet away from me, and looked me up and down. I didn’t have any clothes on, either, and I smiled at her as I looked her over. She had lust in her eyes and I certainly had lust in my heart. She looked somewhat like Alicia Vikander, although she was taller, even taller than me, maybe five foot nine. I marveled at her appearance. Her chin was pointy, in a good way, and her face was, I think, a tiny bi...

I woke up horny, which wasn’t all that uncommon. I reached for my vibrator and realized I was in a hotel room, not my bedroom. OK, I was almost really awake. I was in a queen-sized bed and the time was close to 6:30 am. Toby, my son, was asleep in the other queen bed. He was snoring very gently. I threw the covers aside and quietly pulled up my negligee. I was naked beneath it. My hand slid down to my cunt and began to ru...

I walked out of the bathroom, naked after a shower, and saw my husband, John, lying on the bed. He, too, was naked and his cock was hard. My eyes widened for a second, then my shoulders slumped. I knew he must be thinking about something else or someone else. We hadn’t had sex in five months. We’d watched each other masturbate, but we didn’t touch, didn’t kiss, didn’t really do a damn thing together. “What are you thinkin...

I watched Toby sleep. My sixteen-year-old son slept naked these days and was only half-covered by a sheet and the bedspread, his bare back and one leg exposed. He lay on his tummy, his head on the pillow, his mouth open a quarter inch as he breathed. It reminded me of when I was his age, asleep in my room, dreaming sixteen-year-old girl dreams. That’s now twenty-one years ago. I remembered it like this: “Daddy?” I mumbled...

“What are you doing, Toby?” I asked. “Just looking at porn,” he said. “Nothing special.” I walked up behind him to see. He was on my laptop, looking at the monitor I had attached. I saw a man fucking a woman, which was, like my son said, nothing special. It had been about eight months since we’d first had sex, and I guessed it had been close to a month since we’d last had sex. It had definitely tapered off or maybe droppe...