The next two days passed without incident, and gave me time to process everything that had happened. While it wasn't great that my son was lusting after his own mother and tributing cum to her at night, I decided it was ultimately harmless. I figured it was a phase and he would eventually grow out of it. I worried that confronting him would push him back into his shell, which he had just recently started to emerge from. I...

"Honestly, Daphna, you won't believe what these kids are into these days." It was a lazy afternoon at work, and Hila was telling me about her ghastly discovery: her son watches porn. She'd always had a penchant for the dramatic, but it was going into overdrive right now. I mean, yeah, people watch porn; it's a healthy habit. If I recall correctly, there were many a nights her bed would be squeaking loudly at 3am when we u...

The August day in 1986 was fine and warm as I stood by the rails, capturing on camera the horses galloping round the final bend and onto the straight part of Nottingham racecourse, with five furlongs left to fight out the finish of the race. This was a favourite spot of mine, with fast and furious action and the jockeys shouting and urging their mounts on with their whips. I did this for each of the six races on the card,...

I’d never forgotten those wild days of young motorcycle sex. In my twenties, astride my motorcycle, my girl’s thighs gripping me as she sat behind me in her skimpy shorts, the vibration between her spread legs driving her wild, my hand reaching behind to stroke her bare legs, cruising the countryside looking for a secluded spot for outdoor sex. I’d thought it was all behind us now I’d been married to that same girl, my wi...

After we got home from our weekend spa break, neither of us could put from our minds the marks that the cane had left on the girl in the room next door's bottom. I’d seen the welts in the sauna, but Ann, my girlfriend had seen them close up in the changing room showers. The next time we had sex, I imagined that I had just caned Ann and her bottom was covered in the marks. In reality, I had to satisfy myself with just span...

After our trip to the club in the North West, our sex life, which was already incredible, seemed to go to another level. Our passion for each other was insatiable, often ripping each other’s clothes off as soon as we got home from work or nights out. We discussed going back to the club, but between work, Jade’s studies and other stuff we did not have any weekends free. We kept in contact with Claire and Ray and they told...

When I woke, my dick was stiff, but there was nowhere to put it other than in my hand. Dot wasn't in bed. I found Dot sitting at the dining table. She had a bowl of cereal in front of her, but she was playing with it, not eating. "Morning, Dot." I kissed Dot and put my hand inside her dressing gown. "You were amazing last night," I told her as I felt her breast and tweaked her nipple. Dot was passive and quiet. I put my d...

I’m not exactly an early riser. Neither, apparently, was Summer. Not a peep as I made my way out to the kitchen after throwing on jeans and a clean t-shirt, and starting breakfast. Coffee first. Sugar and cream. Some habits never change. Normally, I’d just scramble some eggs and toast an English muffin. Normally, though, I didn’t have a pretty blonde staying with me. Pancakes. Everyone loved pancakes. With blueberries and...