Vivian hugged William as he headed out the door. “See you in a couple of days. Have fun and don’t get in any trouble.” “No worries, Viv. And I know--watch out for the other guy. We’ll drive carefully.” William was on his way to check out the business college in a town 200 miles away with two buddies. This was the first time in several weeks that he and his stepmother would be separated for any length of time. Their relati...
Vivian woke up as if from a strange dream and realized she was not in her own bed. She rubbed her eyes and recognized that she was in her stepson's bedroom, and the memory of her seduction of him hit her as she regained full awareness of her surroundings. She looked over her shoulder and saw William's smooth, naked back. He was snoring softly. The growing light coming through the east-facing window indicated it was still...
The next morning William arose to the smell of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee. He entered the kitchen to see his stepmother in a silk robe and tending to the bacon. "Morning, Sunshine," she greeted. "Did you sleep well?" "Yeah. Slept great," he lied. He had been awake for much of the night beating off to the images of his stepmother plying herself with a dildo, and then fantasies of her riding on top of him, his...
Vivian opened the door with three fingers that she extracted from a double armload of groceries. She managed to get a foot in the opening and swing it wide enough to enter the house. "Little help here, please! William, are you home?" She struggled to the kitchen and successfully planted the plastic shopping bags on the counter without breaking anything. The frown on her face exemplified her disgust at never getting any he...
Even though it appeared that the summer of my wildest fantasies was about to come to a screeching halt, I had one more dream to fulfill. Both Linda and Sharon had expressed an offhanded interest in a lesbian hook-up, at least to my way of thinking. And I felt it my duty to do whatever it took to make it happen. Admittedly, I had some selfish motivation. I could think of nothing hotter than seeing Sharon and Linda munching...
I had been ruing this day for some time, but it was inevitable. Mrs. Collins wanted to have a serious talk with me, which could only mean one thing: it was all over between us. At least that is what I felt was coming. No more erotic romps with a gorgeous MILF. No more sexual role-playing. No more sex...at least with her. But then, she had something up her sleeve. After she confessed to me that she would be moving to anoth...
Summers are never long enough. Here I was, eighteen years old and headed for college in September. What could be better? Ok...it was only a junior college, and I was on probation since my high school grades could have been better. I had virtually no money even though I worked off and on most of the summer for a neighbor, Mrs. Collins. It was a dream job--trimming trees, mowing lawns, doing handiwork, and fucking her brain...
Life is funny. Just when you think your ship is sinking and it is hopeless, a lifeline appears. My inept attempt to have sex with my teenage neighbor, Sharon, had resulted in a humiliating and dangerous premature ejaculation--dangerous because of the possibility of an unwanted pregnancy. And even though we dodged that bullet, I was too embarrassed by my performance to ask Sharon out again. Of course, that was MY problem....
Before my dad remarried and I entered college, life had been a series of ups and downs. Mom was diagnosed with cancer when I was a freshman in high school, and she finally succumbed to the disease the summer after my senior year after a long, drawn-out battle with both chemo and radiation treatments. She hung in there until the bitter end, but her last days were an emotional roller coaster for dad and me as we both secret...
