Another lonely Christmas loomed. Imprisoned by circumstances, Stella rarely spoke to people, and when she did, it was only a matter of time before she slipped up. Stella couldn't believe her eyes when she saw him walking past with a message on his sweatshirt. 'I want to tuck your sits, but that's my issue,' it said. Joey had worn the sweatshirt as his act of defiance. The world laughed at him, but he wasn't giving up just...

The morning after my “sixty-nine” lesson, Mom told me she was feeling guilty. “Honey, I don’t know what got into me. Masturbating is one thing. Even doing it together. Maybe not every mother does it with her son. But, my goodness, I never dreamed my son would be licking my vagina while I sucked on his penis. That’s just wrong. I’m a terrible mother.” She dropped her head. “Mom, please don’t feel that way. You’re a wonderf...

Mmmm, the smell of the coffee brewing in the kitchen and the perfume of my Pam from her pillow. A wonderful start to the day. Of course, not knowing what Pam will or will not be wearing is a wonderful tease. “Good morning, my Love. I hope you slept as well as I did,” Pam’s voice lilted through the air. She was wearing an oversized tee shirt. “This morning’s choices are coffee or coffee. No coochie. You have an important m...

Joan woke up on Saturday morning rubbing her horny Pussy, with her naughty mind running wild, wondering how she was going to satisfy her horny body. She remembered the bar and pool hall on the county line she had visited a long time ago and how much she enjoyed teasing the patrons in the bar. The people that would be there were people from the country looking for a good time on their night out. As she thought about her la...

I woke up the next morning, thankful I didn’t have to go to work. I would have three days of work before New Year’s Eve. Nothing was pressing, so my mind was relaxed in that respect. I rolled over and Cynthia was not in bed. I listened. She was not in the bathroom, and then the aroma of coffee brewing caught my attention. Cynthia came into the bedroom wearing her warm Christmas robe. She sat on the edge of the bed and kis...

The day was sunny and crisp. Cynthia was buttoned up to her eyes and my coat was zipped to my chin. Main Street looked like a Winter Wonderland. At the end of the street, in the cul d’ sac was Santa’s Village. Memories of my Mom and Dad floated through my mind. After all of these years, I still miss them. I was at my grandparents in a different state when the storm hit. My house and memories, there was nothing but rubble...

Bathed in the warm, tropical air, Jack and Jill stumbled towards their private suite, intoxicated with desire after a night of dancing and playful banter. The aroma of hibiscus blooms and ocean spray surrounded them, accompanied by the gentle rhythm of waves crashing against the shore in the distance. Jill’s sundress hugged her curves seductively, the material gliding over her skin with each sway of her hips. Jack couldn’...

I woke up early Thursday morning and looked at my sister sleeping soundly. Although completely naked, I didn’t look at her as a guy would. I looked at her as my twin sister. I got out of bed and slipped on my panties. I still had a bra on. I grabbed one of her robes. I went downstairs and made coffee. I brought her a cup. Jill was awake and was sitting up, her beautiful breasts exposed. We sat and talked. We agreed that w...