If I hadn’t gotten wet, things never would have gone farther than my son getting hard. But I got so very wet. Reggie was eighteen, and his aunt and I were driving him to his first semester in college. Becka’s Grand Caravan was packed to the gills. We were hauling Reggie’s stuff for his dorm room, plus boxes of my sister’s ceramics that she was delivering to an art gallery in the same college town. Reggie’s double bass vio...

I did not notice just how attractive my wife's daughter was until she was in a school pageant. At 17, Nat's tight body, perfect face, and sassy attitude quickly became a constant source of my fantasies. It didn't seem that anything more than pure dreaming would ever become of my wishes, until that one circumstance day I came home early from work. There was a car I didn't recognize in the driveway, so my interest was spark...

Susan’s eyes opened wide as she saw the huge, circumcised, 7-inches throbbing member dangling between her son's legs. "Wow, look at his dick!" Justin heard his sister, Emily, exclaim. "It's huge!" "My, oh, my!" his mother exclaimed. "My son is shaved like me too." His cock was engorged and swollen, and it looked big for sure. He realized that his cock was getting hard again, but before he got fully erect, he quickly sat b...

Susan was an attractive woman in her early forties. They lived in a large house in the suburbs of San Francisco. They had a swimming pool, a hot tub, and a beautiful ocean view. After the death of her husband, she kept pretty much to herself. Her daughter, Emily (eighteen), and son, Justin (twenty), tried to get her to date and go out but were unsuccessful all the time. No matter how hard they tried, Susan never wanted to...

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, 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...

My most recent stay with Auntie Beryl had been eventful. I had been caned by Auntie and her friends; the following day my friend Ron and I had seen Kate being caned on her bare bottom. Kate and I were then made to undress in front of all the family and were caned in the nude. Earlier today Kate and her friends also caned me naked and spanked my cock with a springy ruler. I was upstairs, still undressed taking a look in th...

It's freezing outside at 6 am on a Sunday winter morning. It can get that way in Melbourne. But to those loyal people that are waiting in line to get out of the cold for what everyone calls 'church', it's worth it. I'm one of those loyal people who are there with their group every week without fail. Addicted. The line shuffles closer to the warmth coming from the entrance to the club. As the excitement nears, my eyes begi...

A few years ago, my wife went on vacation with some work friends. At the time, traveling was not really my thing, so I stayed home and had a few days to myself. The people she went on vacation with were made up of several couples, a single female and a single male. We'll call him Rick. She told me, early in the trip, that Rick was taking an interest in her. So I told her, "what happens on vacation stays on vacation," and...