Being bored by having come down with a typical case of man‑flu I decided to go into the back bedroom and visit some of the more graphic, in a manly sense, chatrooms that were available on the internet. After about three minutes of searching I clicked on a MILF site and started looking at the photographs that had been uploaded. Flicking through the scantily clad ladies, and the odd full‑frontal ones, I suddenly noticed one...

Since the death of my husband some eight and a half years earlier, due to a freak accident, I’ve lived a self‑imposed celibate life with my teenage son and have watched him grow from a rather spotty individual into a rather good‑looking man; well I think so anyway. It was a lovely Saturday night in early July when Adam, who’d recently turned nineteen, had gone down to the pub with his friends and now with him out of the w...

It was three months later as I walked up to my son’s house and knocked on the door. Getting no response I tested it. I was happily surprised to find that it opened, meaning that Carol, my daughter-in-law, must be at home. “Hello,” I called walking into the kitchen. Getting no response I stepped into the hallway and was about to call again when I heard some noises coming from upstairs. Thinking that’s where she’d be I head...

If you’ve read the first part then you’ll know that I’m having sexual relations with my son after he’d caught me masturbating with the help of a vibrator I’d purchased from a sex shop; and I know what you must be thinking that we’re having an incest style relationship but so far we haven’t had full sex although we’d often thought about it after performing the classic 69. Anyway it was about 3 months later when Paul had ju...

It was about 2.30 on that warm Thursday afternoon when I walked into my bedroom after having a shower and, since I was a 72 year old grandmother living quite alone since the death of my husband some 12 years earlier, I didn’t need to be modest when it came to walking around the house naked. Walking passed the dressing table I caught sight of the reflection of my body, in the mirror, and I smiled at what I saw. Okay my bre...

I was sitting in the garden wearing nothing more than a pair of white shorts and top when my mother walked up and stood directly in front of me before smiling, “I’m glad that I’ve found you because I need you to help move the dressing table in my bedroom.” “Okay,” I replied looking up at her and it is at this point I immediately focused on the way her somewhat average looking breasts seemed to be pressing against the taut...