I awoke earlier than usual with the sun shining brightly on my face through blinds I had forgotten to close. Still groggy from sleep, I collected my thoughts as my bedroom surroundings came into focus. The alarm clock on my nightstand said six a.m. but then I realized it was Saturday. Shit, I wanted to sleep in today. I lay back and gazed at the ceiling. As my brain slowly cleared, I revisited the previous evening's event...

Growing up in a small West Coast family, it felt like we had no secrets. My parents had met late in the eighties at a commune that was a holdover from the laissez-faire hippy days of free love and recreational drugs. Now in their fifties, they were respectably employed with high-paying jobs in the tech industry, and even though they still smoked dope, they only rarely consumed anything stronger. According to them, they go...

As Henry waited to line up with the other graduates on the stage and receive his college diploma, he reflected on the passage of this milestone. He had come a long way in four years. The summer after he graduated from high school had been a unique learning experience. He lost his virginity to a widowed neighbor early in the summer, and that event snowballed into a summer that most men his age could only dream about. Doing...

When Henry arrived back at the house, he immediately went to his bedroom to try and sort things out. His brain was still spinning after leaving Mrs. Fanelli's. What a series of events this had been lately! First off, his mother had accidentally barged into the bathroom when he was posing naked in front of the mirror and got a first-hand view of his huge cock which she later described to Laurene Fanelli, her best friend. H...

When Henry returned home late Saturday afternoon from Brenda's, he was worn out. "How was your hike?" his mother inquired. "Uh, great. We are both worn out, though." Henry hoped to end the questioning soon before he was caught in a lie. "Where'd you go, Henry?" "Oh...ummm, up in the hills out of town." More like Brenda's twin peaks, not to mention the fertile valley between her legs. What an afternoon! I have a newfound l...

Having just returned from servicing Mrs. Haas, Henry fumbled his way through family small talk at the dinner table. He found it hard to focus on the conversation with the image of his fat cock entering Jodi's asshole cemented in his mind's eye. And as ravenous as he was after a serious round of sex, the meatloaf seemed tasteless. Really, he just wanted to go to his bedroom and beat off to the image seared in his brain. "H...

The relationship between Henry and his neighbor, Jodi, continued to grow and develop. Henry was an astute learner and Jodi was an able teacher, not to mention one with a killer body. They both knew that this was a short-term solution to a long-term problem. Jodi was still grieving the loss of her husband, but at least one niche had been filled: satisfying sex. And Henry was pinching himself. He had fallen into every teena...

Henry excused himself from his family after dinner and retired to his bedroom. He said he was tired after a long, hot day cleaning pools and doing odd jobs around the neighborhood. But he just wanted to be alone. The day had started out like many others for the eighteen-year-old. He had scheduled a lawn mowing for the Osborns and then a pool cleaning for Mrs. Haas. It was not necessarily his favorite kind of work, but it...

With the sudden death of her husband from a heart attack, life took a serious turn for Jodi Haas. She was only in her late thirties and was now a widow. Fortunately, between the insurance policies and James' savvy investments, she was fine, at least financially. Sudden heart attacks give no time for planning or preparation, and it took months to get over the shock factor and face the reality that with no children of her o...

Lori lay in bed early the next morning and replayed the video in her head of her mother's visit to celebrate her birthday. She had slept fitfully, but each waking moment only convinced her that she was making the right decision to move out of Jason's apartment. She loved her stepbrother but realized at the same time that she was only fooling herself that things would work out in the end. As the events of the past two days...

Lori knew something wasn't right. She had left her mom and her stepbrother alone for several hours, and their story was that they were just relaxing and taking it easy while she was gone. She knew that Sharon was incapable of leaving Jason alone, and Jason was incapable of resisting her charms: aka world-class tits and an insatiable appetite for sex. She was convinced that the two of them had secretly copulated before her...

Lori slept late and woke up tired and sore in her own bed, alone. She lay there for several minutes, replaying the movie of last night in her head. How had things come to this point? What was next? Her brain spun as she visualized her mother having anal sex with Jason earlier that morning. Lori had watched, fascinated as her stepbrother's huge cock plowed into her mother from behind, Sharon encouraging him with every stro...

Later that morning Lori opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling. The bedroom air still held the pungent odor of sex, and her mother lay next to her, snoring softly and partially draped over her naked stepson. The bed sheet was gathered around their knees, and her mother's naked ass cheeks were spread just enough to expose her prominent pussy lips, now coated with a mixture of dried semen and pussy juice. In her wilde...

Several weeks passed and although Lori had suspicions about Jason and her mother, she could not muster the courage to directly confront him. Jason assumed she had forgotten all about his faux pas but remained cautious about slipping up again. He was reading on the couch when Lori entered the room with a concerned look on her face as she stared at her cell phone. "What's wrong? Bad news?" "I just got a text from Mom. She's...

Jason arrived at his Tampa Bay apartment ahead of Lori as expected since they were on different flights. As he straightened up the mess he had left before traveling to visit his stepparents, he visualized the late-night tryst with his stepmother when she surprised him in his bed. Life had gotten complicated. Still, it was hard to complain about being a sex object for a sexy, buxom middle-aged woman who knew how to punch a...