I was led back into the living room after our shower. The sensations caused by the two of them washing and soaping my most intimate parts had forced me to beg them for the fucking that I so desperately needed. The added stimulation caused by having had ni...
The School Trip. I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So help me God. Yes, your Honour, I understand. Tell the court, in my own words, what happened on the day in question. The trouble really started when I was asked to t...
Daddy’s Plaything. Part 2. Good Clean Fun. I lay across his knee, the twitching spasm of my climax slowly dying. Oh God, a climax already. Dad and Uncle Dave had not even started to get undressed yet. They had only been in the flat for 15 minutes and I ha...
Daddy’s Plaything. Part One I had finally broken his resistance and Daddy now accepted that I was his, body and soul, to use anyway he wanted and to act out his deepest sexual fantasies for him. I can not even imagine how frustrating it must have been for...
I started in bondage games while I was still at school. I'd just turned sixteen as I recall. Sweet sixteen. I had known I was lesbian or bi for a while, and at that time was part of a small group, just the four of us girls in the same year at school, who...
My dad was coming over. It was his birthday and I had left word on his voice mail that I had a present for him, but he would have to call round to collect it. A bit of background information before I go any further: My dad and I had been occasional lovers...
Having Daddy. I had made up my mind that I was going to have him. One way or another, I was going to have him. I had always loved him but as I got older my feelings had been changing from daughter/father love into more like lust. I was almost 18. I had wa...
