I watched Toby sleep. My sixteen-year-old son slept naked these days and was only half-covered by a sheet and the bedspread, his bare back and one leg exposed. He lay on his tummy, his head on the pillow, his mouth open a quarter inch as he breathed. It reminded me of when I was his age, asleep in my room, dreaming sixteen-year-old girl dreams. That’s now twenty-one years ago. I remembered it like this: “Daddy?” I mumbled...

At dinner, my mom’s eyes were fixated on my sister’s neck. My dad was going on and on about something that happened at his work, but I have no idea what it was because of the tense electricity in the dining room as my mom, sister, and I sat quietly, trying to act normal. Ava was brushing her foot against mine discreetly under the table, and I got bold and found my mom’s bare foot and did the same to her a couple times as...

Ini-Herit and his family lived in Cairo. He was a minister in the Ministry of Antiquities, his wife, Rania a professor and his son, Latif and daughter, Kesi were students at Cairo University. Saturday morning, Ini-Herit and Rania strolled through the markets, holding hands and appreciating their time alone.  Ini-Herit noticed, sitting on a table, half-hidden by tattered books, a small rectangular box with hieroglyphs on t...

“Well,” Jessica said, “they’re tiny, but they’re growing! I think that’s the important thing. Maybe.” “Mine aren’t much bigger,” I said, pointing at my chest. “Stupid boobs.” We were half-naked on my bed. Sitting on our butts, Jessica with her legs out, me with my legs crossed, we giggled. We were both sixteen years old, Jessica a little younger than I, and this happened twenty-one years ago. A long time, but I can still...

Mom came into my room a little after 9 pm. I’d been texting two friends, but I stopped and told them to have a good night. “What’s up?” I asked. Mom was just in her robe, which was totally normal for her after dinner and dishes and a little TV. Her hair was mussed up, but she looked lovely, with a big smile. She had an open box with her, which she put on the floor by the nightstand. She sat on the bed, by my shoulder. “No...

Mom and I were in her bedroom just one day after daddy had made love to me for the second time. Daddy was taking a shower. Mom was talking in a soft, quiet voice that sounded just about normal for her, maybe a little bit softer or a little bit quieter. “You had sex with your father yesterday, didn’t you?” she asked. She unbuttoned her blouse as she spoke, getting ready for bed. It was sometime after ten p.m. “Well, no, wh...

I was really horny. I’d gotten this way often enough before, but the sensation of wanting some kind of sexual contact had grown by an order of magnitude since dad had “taken” my virginity two weeks earlier. Given this opportunity, I just walked into the bathroom where dad was showering, pulled down my shorts and panties, and sat on the toilet to pee. I did all that before dad had a chance to say anything. “What are you do...

My little sister is a senior in high school, but she definitely still doesn't look or seem like an adult to me. She has always been a homebody, spending most of her time hanging out with my parents or reading books. She is barely five feet tall and weighs maybe 100 pounds. She has a cute face, I guess, but never wears makeup or dresses to look attractive. Her wardrobe is basically the same as it was in middle school. I co...

“Baby girl?” Dad asked. He also knocked at the door to my bedroom. It was about ten o’clock and a school night. I was sixteen, not very tired, and had just turned out my light. I turned it back on. “How’s mom?” I asked back. “She’s fine. She’s asleep now.” Mom had a bad cold and took a fair amount of medication for it. I remember I was wearing my red zippered Minnie Mouse pajamas. My hair was longer then, but I looked pre...

It was the Fourth of July at Jen’s house. My friend Jen and her daughter, Katie, and her husband, Tony, were in their backyard with my son, Toby, and me. At least three of us had been together fairly often the past month or two, our COVID-constrained friends and us. You might have read about them already. Their backyard put mine to shame. Mainly, they had a pool, but also a nicer grill and some lawn and some plumeria tree...

Yes, baby, cum for me! I’m rubbing my cunt so fast now. Fingering my clit. Cum for me! I want it! im cummmming I’d been chatting, so to speak, with Mike in Lushstories and, well, what I wrote was mostly true and I was pretty sure that what he wrote was entirely true. We’d been doing this for about a half an hour. After we were both settled down again (I hadn’t cum, but the night was still young), I posed my question: So I...

The young ladies - Ashlee’s college roommates - splayed out on the floor of our den, covered their eyes and laughed nervously as the killer on the television screen hid himself in the closet of the heroine. I glanced over to see my wife was just as absorbed in the movie. Sensing a chance for fun, I pulled my daughter closer. Ashlee lay her head on my shoulder, and I slid my hand over her thin pajama top to fondle her firm...