The Smith Family had been close but recently grew apart due to everyone’s busy schedules. Valentine's Day was fast approaching and Tommy wanted to put the spark of love back into his family. He searched the internet for a way to make his family love each other again. He came across a strange website that promised a way to make family members fall in love. There was a recipe for a love potion that, if brewed with love in y...

Rosemary froze for a moment, panic setting in as her stomach flipped and she thought of what to say. “Who?” she asked, keeping her eyes on the paring knife cutting the lemon and trying to sound nonchalant. “Marcus.” “The only Marcus I know is one of the other cleaners, on the lower floors,” she admitted truthfully. “Why do you ask?” “You said his name last night, I think you were dreaming.” “Was I? I don’t remember having...

I can hardly believe I'm doing this. After months of talking on Lush, we've finally reached the point where we're actually going out on a date, and even though we've never met in person, I feel like I know him pretty well. He's much older than me, living in a faraway city and working as a boudoir photographer. His stories have captivated my imagination, and I can't get enough of them. When we first connected, he messaged...

Sixteen minutes had passed, according to my watch. The Omega had proven to be an accurate timepiece, even with its scratched crystal, and the faded black band still held it snug to my wrist. I pondered how long I had worn it while I turned the corner and crossed the street to the park, walked down the poorly lit path, and paused among the trees where I had a clear view of the entrance. The sirens announced the arrival of...

“And your dare is to leave this in your ass until I tell you to remove it, and most likely, it won’t be tonight. Do you understand?” she asked, as she slapped Peter’s ass as hard as she could, “Oh, and don’t let George find out.” I heard the loud slap and started making my way back when I heard Susan’s comment. I wondered what she didn’t want me to find out. “I heard that from the other room. I bet that left a mark. Let m...

On the floor next to the shower were Peter’s discarded boxers, and two different sets of wet footprints, clearly made by Peter and Susan. On the clear glass shower wall was a highly inappropriate soap stain revealing what had transpired inside. An imprint of Susan’s tits was left on the glass. Next to them, were her small handprints, left on the glass wall, and right next to them were her son’s larger handprints. It left...

…Peter looked at her almost nude body, and finally said, “Give Dad a blowjob tonight, just as you are…,” then he leaned in and whispered, “and then, I want you to come to my room, and put the panties you are wearing under my pillow.” Susan just looked at him, in shock, and said, “Okay.” Part 2 I took this as my hint to take my wife upstairs and fuck her, but she had other ideas. “Good night, Peter,” I said to my son, as I...

Hello. My name is George, and this is the story of how a simple discovery changed the lives of my family forever. I live with my wife Susan, and our sixteen-year-old son, Peter. Susan is ten years younger than me. We met right after she graduated from High School and started working at my business. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I instantly fell in love with her. We were married, and had a son toget...

Most jobs are local and in quiet and private areas, some are in busy locations around the city. On occasion, I take on a project outside of the city, usually in one of the small surrounding towns and villages. This usually draws some attention from the locals, and on occasion, I meet some new friends and have some fun as well. This was one of those jobs... ***** The old shed was partly down already when I began to strip o...

Blindfolded, I lay bent over the end of the bed frame, my wrists secured through the bars around the back of my stockinged legs, immobilising me completely. As I lay there, I reflected on how I came to be in this position. Was it really only six months? Six months since the school reunion that had led to my current predicament? ooOoo Where to begin? Let's go back in time those six months. I'll try to tell the story as it...