“Jim, you better start getting everything ready. The weather calls for a big storm,” Mom said from the living room. “Okay, Mom, I’ll get started when I finish my breakfast,” I replied. “What can I do to help?” My sister Sue asked. “You can get the tote with the lanterns from the basement,” I said. “I’ll run to the grocery store to stock up on a few things,” Mom said. I finished my food and went to dress. My mom, sister, a...

Bob came to my house on Monday afternoon.  I invited him in, and we sat on the couch in the living room. “I called Tony this morning.  He said he wouldn’t be able to see you until tomorrow afternoon.  As I said, the club isn’t open on Sunday and Monday.  However, Tony said he was looking forward to meeting you,” Bob said. “Thanks for setting this up for me.  If I get a job at the Social Club, we can look for somewhere to...

I walked over to my friend Bob’s house on Sunday evening, then knocked on the door.  Bob opened it and invited me in. “Hey, Gary, how’s it going?  Did you find a job yet?” Bob said. “No, not yet.  There’s not much around here,” I said. Bob and I had graduated from high school about a month ago.  It was July and hot as hell outside.  Since we turned eighteen, we’d been looking for work.  I don’t know why we were unable to...

When their children went upstairs, Steve and Cindy went to their bedroom and stripped each other. They began kissing while running their hands over one another’s naked bodies. Then, dropping to her knees, Cindy took her husband’s cock into her mouth. She cast her eyes up at his as she began bobbing her head. Steve tangled his fingers in his wife’s hair, guiding her sucking mouth on his dick. Cindy engulfed his cock, cuppe...

The Porters were a typical upper-middle-class family. Steve Porter was a successful attorney and a partner in his father’s firm. Steve’s wife, Cindy, worked as a receptionist in the same office. The two met at a party while Cindy was in high school, and Steve was in his first year of college. She was smitten with the tall, handsome man, and soon they were dating. It wasn’t long after they met before their kissing turned t...

During the next two weeks, I worked during the day and then saw Amy in the evening.  Most nights, Jill came with me.  We would go out to eat, return to Hank and Amy’s house, and hang around. Amy and I spent a couple of hours in her bed every time I visited.  Our lovemaking was athletic some nights and soft and slow on other nights. Amy and I walked into her bedroom on Wednesday, a day before our planned fishing trip.  Han...

When I got home on Sunday evening, I greeted my parents and sister.  I took care of my things, putting my dirty clothes in the washing machine and a bag of fillets in the freezer.  I decided to wait before starting the washer until after I showered.  I finished in the bathroom dressed in sweat pants and a tee-shirt, then went downstairs.  Mom called me into the kitchen, telling me dinner was ready. “How was the fishing tr...

When the alarm went off, Beth, Jeff, and I shifted around on the bed. It was the first morning at home since our enlightening trip to our family’s camp. While at our camp, I went from being an eighteen-year-old virgin to having sex with all my family members. I realized I was indifferent to whether I fucked my sister or mom or had oral sex with all of them, including my dad and brother. Dad entered the bedroom and said, “...

“Don’t they look cozy,” I heard my mother say. Opening my eyes, I saw Mom and Dad standing next to the bed my brother, sister, and I shared for the night. Beth had rolled onto her side, spooning against me, while Jeff pressed his body against her back. “Good morning,” I said as I woke up. “It looks like we’ll need a bigger bed,” Dad said. Beth laughed. “No, these beds are fine. My brothers can’t get away from me.” “You gu...

Mom stood up and kissed me like she would kiss a lover, not her eighteen-year-old son. As her tongue probed my mouth, I rubbed her round bottom. Pulling her close, I felt Mom’s breasts against my chest. “You said you and Dad joined the fun with Jeff and Beth. Does it mean you have sex with them?” “Yes, we have sex with your brother and sister, and now with you. Mark, no one is forcing anyone to do things they don’t want t...

Doug Miller and I grew up in the same suburban neighborhood.  We went to school together, joined the Boy Scouts, and spent much of our free time with one another.  Doug and I doubled the night of our senior prom, taking two of the girls we knew from school. I invited Sue Walker, and Doug took Karen Silverman.  The four of us had a great time at the dance.  After the prom, we parked and made out with our respective dates....

I walked into the backyard after returning home from work.  My sister Jill sat at the picnic table with her boyfriend Mark, and Hank, a mutual friend.  I walked over and said, “Hi.” “Hey, Josh, how was work today?” my sister said. “It was okay.  We started working on a new house today,” I replied. I worked for my father’s construction company.  When I graduated from high school two years ago, my dad put me to work.  The w...

“What do we need from here?” I said. “I thought you wanted to pick out new underwear for me,” Kyle said. Leaning close, I gave Kyle a kiss on the cheek.  He parked the car, and I waited for him to open my door.  I made sure to flash my brother as I got out.  He laughed and told me to behave. In the store, we headed to the men’s department.  I looked over the selection of underwear, showing Kyle a package of men’s bikini b...

On Monday, Kyle kept asking me if I was sure I wanted to honor our contract, and I assured him I did.  To prove my resolve, I rubbed his crotch while telling him I was positive.  He chuckled and put his hands on my breasts.  More than anything, I wanted to continue exploring with him. Tuesday, the day after our parents came back from their golfing weekend, I went to Kyle’s room as soon as they went to work.  I removed my...

I tried to keep one eye closed to limit my double vision as I drove on the side streets toward home.  I was returning from my boyfriend’s house, or should I say ex-boyfriend’s house.  Doug and I had a big fight because I wouldn’t go all the way with him. We’d spent most of the evening drinking and watching television.  We made out, and I even gave him a head job, but he insisted on more.  Finally, I just left his house.  ...