He followed Elle into her bedroom and shut the door softly behind them. He leaned back against the closed door and watched as she stood by the bed and began to undress. Facing him, she slipped her plaid pajama pants down her hips and allowed them to puddl...
She was horny, as well as slutty, wild, and crazy; that much was evident at first glance. Only two types of women dressed or acted like that in public: wild sluts without dignity and the unattainable. She was braless, her shirt seeming to be intentionally...
Our Disney Vacation part two After drifting around the lazy river for several laps, running everything I had seen in my still raging but oddly turned-on mind. I returned to our cabana to find Zoe pretending to be asleep in her lounger with Dad nowhere in...
I lay in bed at night after a hot, soothing bubble bath. So comfy. So cozy. And just a little aroused. It was nothing more than the normal teenage sexiness that makes a girl's blood run hot. At the age of seventeen, I was at least a little horny all the t...
Our Disney Vacation It's been three long, anxious weeks since my life's most wonderful, passionate day. Our Disney trip is finally here, and it's all Zoe and I can talk about. I've barely seen my dad. He's been so busy except for a couple of lunches we've...
It was one of those hot summer afternoons when the air felt thick, and all I wanted to do was lie down on the couch with a fan blowing right in my face. My parents were away at a business conference for a few days, leaving my stepbrother, Mike, and me hom...
We woke in the morning, the sun shining through my window. Still comfortably snuggled in my Daddy's arms. I just lay enjoying the feeling of my nearly woman's body. My dad stayed with me all night. He thoroughly snuggled me when he started to wake. I was...
Sweet 17 With the fast-approaching seventeenth birthday of daddy’s little angel, I wanted something extra special for my celebration. Ever since my parents divorced, and me being an only child, I think it was extra hard for my dad. Between me being yanked...
Chapter One Monica crossed her arms as she leaned back against the stove. Her foot tapped on the wood floor as she drained the last sip of red wine from her glass and couldn’t stop herself from staring at the clock on the microwave. 3:48 pm. Where is Matt...
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 hap...
Alex had followed his mother through the hiking trail all day long. Admiring not just the sights of nature, the seemingly endless trees that surrounded them, but also the curve and jiggle of her plump derriere accentuated by her crimson red, scrunch-butt...
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 t...
I'd spent my summer with a family in a small village that borders France and Italy. Luca, his wife Elka, and their son Luis lived in a modest home on the edge of the town with the Alps right outside their windows. I don't know if they realized how lovely...
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...
I just returned from a year at college and a year of study abroad. I’m Joey, twenty years old and had a nineteen-year-old French girlfriend, Yvonne. I hadn’t seen my family in almost two years. My folks have separated, and my eighteen-year-old sister Kare...
