We had just finished a decent dinner made by me, of course. Mike, my eighteen-year-old nephew, said, “I think I’d like to fuck Kelly before I leave to go back to college.” Kelly, my sixteen-year-old daughter, grumbled, “What? You think you want to fuck me?” I objected, “What? You think you want to fuck my daughter?” My husband, Greg, said, “Well, yeah.” Mike re-specified. “Sorry. I would totally like to have sex with Kell...

I watched my nephew masturbate in the shower. It felt sort of wrong to look, as though it was a private moment, but he’d left the bathroom door wide open and the whole bathroom, including the shower area, was clearly visible. I’m Gwen and maybe you read about me in my Kelly series, which probably still has more stories to come. Kelly is my sixteen-year-old daughter. I’m forty years old and your basic mom who likes sex a l...

I’m not especially proud of what happened, but I had been angry. I don’t get angry with my husband, Greg, all that often, we had a generally good marriage. But the amount of time he was fucking his daughter instead of me was starting to piss me off. I cherish Kelly, my sixteen-year-old daughter. She’s occasionally a pain in the butt, but nothing serious (that I know of). She’s a lovely girl with almost glowing brown hair...

I stood in Kelly’s bedroom doorway and watched my daughter suck my husband’s cock. Kelly was kneeling on her bed next to her father, who lay flat on his back. He was completely naked and Kelly was naked except for a pair of white panties. She leaned over him, her hand around his hard cock, her mouth kissing the tip. It was a surprisingly touching moment from a sixteen-year-old. I could only sort of see what was happening...

My husband, Greg, and I invited Brandon to our house for the first time in the three years we’d known him. We’d had sex with him eight times, I think, and now that our daughter, Kelly, had had sex with us and knew we had sex with other people – well, it seemed like a good idea to do it at our house and save the cost of a hotel. But maybe it wasn’t so smart. When Brandon showed up, Kelly was downstairs with us in front of...

Kelly was as full of enthusiasm as ever. She bounced into my bedroom and began, “Hey! Mom! I was…” She stopped when she saw her dad, who happened to be masturbating next to me on the bed. “Yes, Kelly?” I asked. “Dad, uh, aren’t you supposed to be out drinking tonight?” Kelly asked. “Well, it is a Friday, and I’m often out until midnight on Fridays, but the group decided to go home early, so I’m home. As you can see.” Her...

My daughter’s fingers slid down my back to the towel covering my butt, then smoothed their way back to my neck. Kelly was giving me a massage for my birthday and it had been very pleasant so far. I felt another squirt of oil on my back. She was using the lubricant I used on my vibrator, but she didn’t know that. It seemed to work just fine. Her fingers scraped my legs. On her upstrokes, which she did on the inside of my l...

My husband, Greg, was masturbating. We still had sex often, maybe three times a week and always on Sunday morning. But it seemed to me that he masturbated most of the days we didn’t have sex and maybe even some of the days we did. I didn’t think he was especially unusual. Guys masturbate a lot more than I do. “Porn videos or porn images or porn stories?” I asked. “Well, uh,” he hesitated. “You don’t seem to be doing porn...