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Daughter in the Park

She was so beautiful. She was certainly better-looking than the Missus. Even better than my hot neighbor that I think has been making eyes at me for a year. And she had a spirit about her. A buoyancy. That annoying effervescence teenage girls have that is so sexy. She was lovely, loving and loveable. Those dimples. The curly brown hair. The soft bare shoulder sticking out of my over-sized...

Added 02 Aug 2018 | Category Incest | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 13,924

A Summer's Day

    My favorite teacher, Mr. Andres, had sent me a text this morning. It read: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” A joke between us since I had taken his English literature class during junior year. He was still on my mind while I sat in the back of a car. He had this image of me, one I had perfected. I was the studious, intelligent girl with ideologies and passions. His protégé,...

Added 31 Jul 2018 | Category Teen | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.71 | Views 15,241 | 7 Comments

The Debt

A tear was rolling down my cheek, but I wasn’t outright crying. I pulled my bonnet off, releasing my hair down my shoulders, and dropped the hat on the glass table of this living room. I pulled the hair back to straighten it. What the hell was I thinking coming here? I unbuttoned my red coat. I know what I was thinking. I was being brave. I was being resolute. I was doing something crazy to...

Added 07 Apr 2018 | Category Reluctance | Votes 15 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 31,460 | 7 Comments

That Day With My Son

This was the moment that started it all. Here I was sitting on a stool in my kitchen. I was modestly dressed—tennis shoes, black leggings, little pink tank top cropped up high, no bra. This freckle-faced young man named Eric stood between my legs with his hands gently on my waist. I held his face in my hands. I kissed him slowly. Then I opened my lips and waited to see how he’d kiss me back....

Added 10 Mar 2018 | Category Incest | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 18,092 | 9 Comments

Nellie's Busy Saturday

I was bent over, my forearms on the kitchen counter, hands grabbing at the edge for support, trying not to knock over the cups and beer cans. My yellow dress was lifted to my waist, my ass up high, my polka-dot panties around my ankles, my feet up on its tippy-toes to match the height of the man behind me, thrusting his cock into me, like he was trying to hit the ceiling. My hair was flying...

Added 22 Feb 2018 | Category Wife Lovers | Votes 19 | Avg Score 4.58 | Views 11,661 | 4 Comments

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