It had been several weeks since my parents and I first slept together. Despite the shift in our relationship, little else about my summer plans had changed. Mornings were spent working out, while I spent the afternoon with friends or by the pool. I was determined to get into the best shape of my life, and nothing was going to get in the way of that. This had been the hottest summer in recent memory. The combination of the...

I anxiously paced in place, waiting for the airplane's door to open. My heart raced as I looked at my daughter, remembering the naughty things we did together on vacation. This past week with Rachel had been life-changing, and I had no idea what would happen once we left the plane and reentered our real lives. "You okay, Mom?" Rachel asked. I simply smiled at her, not wanting her to think I regretted our new intimate rela...

The salty ocean air wafted through the open window, awakening me from my slumber. Rolling over, I saw Rachel lying beside me, her tousled hair and her supple lips calling out to me. Even half asleep, I felt drawn to my daughter. I was still getting used to my new reality. We came to Miami on vacation, looking to escape the confines of our close-knit community and explore new possibilities. Yet, I never imagined what this...

When I turned sixty-years-old, I decided to retire. I had been a lawyer for more than half my life, thirty-five years to be exact. In that time, I married and amassed a decent amount of wealth. I invested wisely, saved, and planned for the future. We lived a modest life and didn’t waste money. My husband never earned the kind of salary I did. When our marriage ended, he received more than half of my assets. It was well wo...

Barbara knocked at the door of forty-seven Acacia Avenue and breathed a sigh of relief. With only an overnight suitcase for the whole weekend in tow, she leaned through the car window and paid the taxi fare. By the time she had turned to face the front door her mother was beaming at her, arms outstretched waiting for that hug. Her father stood behind waiting his turn. The hug seemed to go on for ages. “I can hardly get cl...

The sexual tension between Rachel, my daughter, and me had been building for days. Yet despite that, I never could have imagined waking up in the middle of the night to find her masturbating in the same room as me. Rachel convinced me to take her to Miami as a way for me to connect with myself and let loose away from the prying eyes of our community. I could never have imagined letting loose would include the two of us ma...

I woke up feeling a little uneasy that day. I knew my daughter, Rachel, was coming home from her first year at Stern College, an Orthodox Jewish college for women in New York City. I was excited to see her but also a little anxious. I had been struggling with finding my place in life and questioning my religion lately, and I worried seeing Rachel would exacerbate my doubts. While Rachel was away in college, she took the t...

On my last night of vacation, I sat on the couch in the late evening. The TV played more of the series I had been binge-watching all week. It was probably a pointless attempt to appreciate my last night of freedom from my god-awful job, but it was worth a shot. Everyone else had already gone to bed, and I was all alone. At least, I thought I was. "Babe?" My girlfriend Stacy said quietly. She sat down next to me on the cou...

I hate weekends. The weekdays are so full of fun, things to look forward to, excitement, naughty thoughts, lustful behaviour and orgasms to die for, from a lover that can't get enough of my teenage body, complete with blossoming tits that just keep growing. At the moment my head is cocked to one side as I look out of the bedroom window and up into the trees that coat the mountainside. Birds of prey circle in the distance,...

The sun peaked through the window as the light hit my face arousing me from my slumber. The weight of my daughter's naked body on mine quickly reminded me of the previous night's events. There she was, my daughter, nestled into my body, her blonde hair glistening in the morning light. Strands of her hair framed her face giving her an angelic appearance that belied the naughty activities we partook in the night before. I s...

Walking into my house after a long week of work, I sauntered into the kitchen and poured myself some wine. As typical on a Friday night, my place was pretty quiet. Julia, my 18-year-old daughter, had left for college in the fall and rarely came home on the weekend. Her school wasn't far, but she was always too busy partying and studying to go home to her darling mother. So it was another Friday night where I was alone wit...

My name is Kim and I’m a nineteen-year-old girl studying at a university in the UK. About six months ago, whilst still at home before starting college, I had a once-in-a-lifetime experience with my friend Sophie and her mother, Jean, who has been my mother’s friend for many years. My parents were in some ways very modern, but in other ways, old-fashioned. My mother believed in strict discipline at home but had an excellen...