When I turned onto my street on the way home from work, I saw a familiar car parked in front of the house. My cheeks started burning, and I turned before reaching the house. I had always been nervous and embarrassed around my mom’s friend Marissa, because she was hot as hell, with huge tits. I wasn’t exactly drowning in pussy, so having her around all the time was pure torture. That was bad enough, but two weeks earlier I...

"Mother, I have been naughty," when forty-year-old Robert Sims said those five words down the telephone line to his mother he knew that he was setting in motion a number of events. Some of the events were, with variations, certain and some very likely but they would all thrill both Robert and his sixty-three-year-old mother Edith.The certainties were that Robert would get his bare arse dealt with although it might be with...

Manel Sharma, aged forty-five, had just given her eighteen-year-old son Raju a blowjob and reached for her mobile phone to ring her best friend Anushka Kapoor. Anushka, aged forty-sex, usually visited the Sharma's on Saturday's and the fact that mother and son had started an incestuous relationship the evening and night before did not look like changing that.In the past, Manel had told her friend how much she desired her...

Ed heard drunken laughter coming from downstairs, and knew his mother was home. Their neighbor – one of her best friends – had taken a job in another city, and would be leaving in a couple of days. His mom had obviously tied one on at the going away party. As much as his mother was going to miss her, he wondered if he wasn’t going to miss her more. He had caught more than a few glimpses of her in various states of undress...

Things took longer than I hoped, but not nearly as long as I feared. On the odd occasion when I chanced to be alone, briefly, with Mrs Hotter she would tease me in some way. A flash of stocking top, letting me have a quick feel of a boob, even whispering something salacious in my ear, like how she couldn’t wait to feel my cock spurt inside her again. In my youthful impatience, weeks felt like years. When she came round to...

My mother shrieked.This was not unusual. My mother was fond of shrieking. She would shriek in any circumstance where a reaction was called for. Now she was standing in the middle of the kitchen in her best clothes, ready for her and my father to go out for the evening.“I completely forgot!” she shrieked. “I meant to take the bulbs round to Angela!” She turned to where I was pouring myself a glass of orange juice. “You wou...

It was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life. There I stood in a back street with a brown paper bag between my feet and its contents, five dirty mags, spread out on the pavement in front of me. Not only that, but Mrs Hotter was standing there staring, hand over mouth.Mrs Hotter was her real name, by the way, which occasioned a great deal of sniggering among us boys-becoming-men, but that’s neither here nor...

“So?” Jason asked as he rolled up at the bottom of the drive on his mountain bike. Robert held up his phone, showing the message from his older brother with two specifically capitalized words in an otherwise innocuous message – care package. “Sweet. Let’s roll.” The pair set out on the gravel road, riding even deeper into the middle of nowhere. Living out in the country certainly had its disadvantages, but there were a fe...

My name is Jake and I’m nineteen. I’m on summer vacation from college. I’m a pretty popular guy and I love girls. I was on the football team as the quarterback in high school and now I play college football. All the girls swoon over me. It’s a pretty good gig. I mean these girls will just about throw themselves at you. They love to have sex with football players. I love to have sex. I’m not going to be stopping any girl w...