When Jerry returned home, he sat down and analyzed just what had happened. Erin had given him a delightful handjob, but was that sex? According to Bill Clinton and Erin, the answer was no. If so, no problem. He would take a hand job any day, especially from a lovely lady like Erin who loved to have her monster mounds suckled regularly. He still hadn't quite figured out the whole lactation thing, but why worry about someth...
Christmas day was relatively uneventful to start–at least compared to years past. Vince's sisters were the only ones mildly excited about getting up early and opening gifts, mainly because they were still young enough to get excited about that sort of thing. His parents exchanged modest presents with the excuse that "every day is Christmas for us." His grandparents had long since given up trying to figure out what each ot...
Saturday finally arrived, although to Jerry it felt like weeks since he had last nursed Erin's magnificent mounds. As agreed previously, he would arrive at her house around ten a.m., and she would be waiting. His relationship with her had quickly developed from friendly chatting and occasional light coffee "dates" to this: fondling and nursing her huge breasts. According to Erin, it was not a sexual experience that she wa...
Erin Lovejoy sat in her bedroom, depressed and unsure what to do next. Divorced and alone, she was rife with attributes. She had plenty of money after the settlement. Her house was paid for. Her two children were both starting successful careers and even though they lived in different cities from Erin, they regularly kept in touch. She should be happy, she reasoned. Unfortunately, she was not. Since the divorce, she had b...
Christmas Eve, Vince excused himself from his family just before lunch. "I'm meeting Sharon to check out her business. I'll probably be gone all afternoon, but I promise to be back for dinner." "We hardly see you these days, Vince. And when do we get to meet the mysterious Sharon?" Vince's mom gave him a motherly kiss on the cheek. "You've certainly seen quite a bit of her. She must be something. And just what kind of bus...
When Vince returned to his grandparents' condo, the family was gathered around the television. He did his best imitation of the dutiful son and answered all the annoying questions thrown at him regarding college. He was more circumspect about his evening, however. "I have a possible job opportunity with a businesswoman who lives here in the development. I just happened to sit next to her on the plane. Pure luck." Of cours...
With final exams out of the way, Vince excitedly threw his clothes in a suitcase and gave a last look at his dorm room to make sure he had everything he would need for two weeks. Part of the reason for his excitement was that he would be leaving the blowing snow and cold of Minnesota for the warmer climes of Arizona. His parents and sibs were already there at his grandparents, and he would be the last to arrive. Even thou...
Sean awoke in the middle of the night and reached for his mother, who was conspicuously missing. It had been a wild night. The family meeting laid out a few simple family ground rules about consent and secrecy, but the bottom line was that primal urges no longer had to be stifled. When his mother returned from her bedroom in a skimpy nightgown and announced that she was ready and willing, Sean did not hesitate. His mother...
Time has a way of passing us by quickly—too quickly—many would say. Christmas was approaching, and Bree was in a particularly festive mood. Her daughter Demi would be home for a couple of weeks from college, and the whole family would be together for the first time in months. Sean, now a senior in high school, would be on school vacation, as well. David had promised to take time off from work while the kids were home. Bre...
With the cabin cleaned of all incriminating evidence, Sean and his mother were soon on the road home. Bree, Sean's mother decided she wanted to drive, in part to keep her mind off of recent events, namely having incestuous sex with her seventeen-year-old son, Sean. But it didn't work. She tried to focus on the winding road down the mountainside, but the film that kept replaying in her head featured her son performing cunn...
Sean awoke to the sound of rain drumming on the tin roof of the cabin. It took a few seconds to get his bearing before he realized the naked form next to him was his mother. The night came back to him in a jumble of thoughts as the rain reminded him they were probably still stranded at the cabin. What had started as a nice leisurely drive to retrieve his mother's forgotten phone turned out to be an adventure of various so...
"Dad, did you see this?" Demi was studying her phone while her dad unloaded his briefcase from work. "What's that?" "It's from Mom. She and Sean are stuck at the cabin. The road is apparently washed out." "I was afraid of that happening. I saw that some storms were headed that way. Any idea how long before they can return?" "She just says they are fine and have plenty of food. Most likely they'll have to spend the night,...
The next morning was uneventful. Demi had coffee made when I awoke, and I found her in the kitchen. We kissed good morning as was our family custom and had a quick breakfast. "We need to make sure we don't leave any incriminating evidence lying around, Sean. I'll change and wash the sheets on my bed. You left a big cum stain last night when we "didn't" have sex like you promised. Hmmm, wonder how that happened?" I offered...
(Continued from Part 2) My sister, Demi, and I had fallen asleep on the couch after our most recent round of sex, and I awakened to an unbelievable porn scene on our large-screen television. I woke her in a frenzy as I scrambled to freeze the picture. Once she regained her senses from sleep, she could hardly believe her eyes. But there it was. She stared at the vivid picture on the screen and watched in disbelief as a wom...
I awoke earlier than usual with the sun shining brightly on my face through blinds I had forgotten to close. Still groggy from sleep, I collected my thoughts as my bedroom surroundings came into focus. The alarm clock on my nightstand said six a.m. but then I realized it was Saturday. Shit, I wanted to sleep in today. I lay back and gazed at the ceiling. As my brain slowly cleared, I revisited the previous evening's event...
