When Justin went into the living room after dinner, he saw his mother lying naked on the couch and reading a book. It was a small couch. Susan had her head resting on one of the armrests of the couch, and her toes were almost touching the other armrest. "Mum, move your feet over so that I can sit," he said, turning the TV on. Susan pulled her feet back so that her knees were up, and her legs were apart. As she bent her kn...

Zak shuffled somewhat aimlessly along the street on his way home. As he approached the house he looked up and his heart began racing. He could already feel his face getting warmer as blood rushed to his cheeks and he started to blush. Sat on the little step outside her front door, and casually pushing and pulling her pram back and forth, was Sarah the next-door neighbour. He saw her for the first time just over a year ago...

So a bit of background about me... I'm Amanda, and I'm twenty-seven, blonde, and Swedish. I've been living in England for the last eight years with my English husband while my parents and siblings live in Sweden. I've got a younger sister called Vilma (twenty-five) and a brother called Gotte (twenty-three). I go and visit them when I can, and they come over here to visit every couple of months. CHAPTER 1 Lately, Vilma has...

Once, something very unusual happened between my stepsister, Maria, and me. Now, firstly, let me be clear: I never screwed my stepsister. If what follows seems weird, I understand that. But, in Mr. Clinton’s immortal words, "I did not have sex with that woman." However, I did have an incident with her that was inappropriate. In fact, it was (probably) wrong. For context, Maria and I were always close, from the time my dad...

Emily brushed a strand of hair away from her eyes, taking in the sight of Alex’s workshop. "No, it was a lab. Her son was now on the cutting edge of science. How could that be?" she thought to herself. This was her little Alex. Instantly, her mind drifted to his enormous cock. "Not so little; but those were dreams. Could he be that well-endowed or am I secretly a size queen?" she wondered. "No mind, I won't be finding out...

I was born in Marseille, where I was a first-year college student. I fell in love with Ahmed, a Maghrebian student. He was a good-looking guy with black hair and blue eyes, like Alain Delon. I was very good at mathematics, and I engaged myself to give private math lessons to Ahmed. The lessons served us as a pretext. One day, Ahmed said to me that he appreciates my help and that he preserves me a reward. "I give you my cu...

This is a real story. This happened to me some years ago when the COVID-19 pandemic struck the world. I was in college at that moment, March 2020. I studied in a small liberal arts college in Indiana, far from home. I had lived all my life in California, but my parents wanted me to go to that college as my uncle Greg had studied there, and he spoke highly of this place. Plus, as my uncle had an industry that contributed t...

In the not-too-distant future... The faint hum of electronic equipment filled the air as Alex meticulously soldered a set of delicate wires inside his basement laboratory. The room was a haven of innovation, filled with computer monitors displaying complex algorithms, circuit boards scattered across the workbench, and shelves stacked with books on neuroscience and dream research. The walls were adorned with diagrams and s...

First year of college finally done We gathered at the lake We need a different kind of fun To commemorate this break. . Susie sighs, and then bemoans I'm sick of being good So jump on Beckie's daddy's bones, I know you wish you could. . I think my words, just hit a nerve Is this something she might do Already think, that I'm a perv Do they want to be one too. . If all of you, are dreaming that Lets level up our bad Lets t...