A horrible burning smell hit his nostrils and for a brief moment Tom thought he’d been subsumed directly into hell for the sin he’d just committed with his daughter. But then the kitchen smoke alarm began blaring, and Tom realized he’d left something - he couldn’t quite remember what - on the stove. Brin giggled a little as her dad jumped off her and started for the kitchen. His cock was still hard, glistening with her mo...

Brin had pushed three clients and punished herself through exhausting workouts, but she was still filled with nervous energy as she came in through the garage. The delicious smell of onions and peppers sauteing in olive oil hit her immediately, and her stomach made an audible growl. Her dad was across the kitchen, his back to her, stirring the vegetables. He’d changed from his work clothes into running shorts, and when sh...

‘Something’s up with Brin,’ Tom thought as he settled in behind his desk. It wasn’t just the strange way she’d practically run out of the room this morning. There was something indelibly different about her lately, something he couldn’t quite articulate. He’d noticed her looking at him sometimes while her thoughts were somewhere else. They still had the easy banter they’d enjoyed practically since Brin could talk - she mi...

Brin leaned her back against the bedroom door and tried to get hold of her emotions. ‘Dad must think I’ve gone insane,’ she thought. What had happened in the living room had scared Brin plenty. But what scared her most wasn’t that her dad might think she was crazy or even, God forbid, he had felt her foot rubbing against him. The really frightening thing was that Brin was still so turned on from her erotic daydream - and...

Fair Warning: This story is mostly a tease, but I hope it leaves you wanting the next chapter. Tom Clark slapped his belly as he looked at himself in the mirror. Rather than the flab he gotten used to over the years, his flat hand met real muscle, and like they said on those old cereal commercials, he no longer pinched more than inch on his waist. It was true that at the age of 47, Tom was in the best shape of his life, a...

NOTE: This is one of the first stories I ever wrote. I don't think it's very good, but a friend asked me to post it here.When I met Chrissy, she was a fairly innocent 19-year-old. I was 24, in my first job as a low-level political hack who thought he had the world by the balls. Hey, I was drinking free liquor three nights a week courtesy of lobbyists and flirting with pages all day, so I was pretty happy. Chrissy was a so...

No matter how heavenly the hotel chain claimed its bed to be, Carly was starkly aware that she was alone in it as the alarm clock beeped. She’d been lost in the most delicious dream: her face was buried in the pillows, her ass in the air, and her husband Steven was pounding his cock into her again and again. That’s probably because I fell asleep with my fingers buried in my pussy, she thought. Although she adored Steven a...

A few years back, separated from my first wife and before I met my current wife, I spent a lot of time on one of the popular online hookup sites.I spent most of my time in the Carolinas chat room, and one day I started up a chat with a woman who lived in my town. We continued to chat in private for a few nights, until one day we realized we worked right across the street from each other. Our chats were getting progressive...

Sometime long after midnight but hours before dawn, Steven became aware of warm flesh pushing against him as he dreamed. He stirred, pulling Alexis closer, nestling his groin against her butt and bringing his arm around her. He idly cupped his lover's breast, his thumb just brushing over her nipple.Alexis stirred as well with an almost inaudible, "Mmmmm." Both of them were luxuriating in that liquid space between sleep an...