Working Out with Mother by Reeb *NOTE: This story was stolen and reposted on another website under another "claimed" author. I reported it to the site managers but last I saw, it was still there.   It was July during the summer before his senior year of high school. Seventeen year old David was a well built young man who had dreams of playing professional football. Standing 6 feet 2 inches, he weighed a muscular 215 pound...

A Family New Year’s Eve – Part V Please read “A Family New Year’s Eve – Chapters I, II, III, and IV” – before you read this (if you haven’t already.) This will make more sense if you do. Laurie’s heart had just about stopped; her breathing fast and shallow as her mind tried to grasp what her new Master, her eighteen year old son, Matt, had said to her. She was aware of the wash of her cunt juice over her spread thighs as...

A Family New Year’s Day – Part III     Please read “A Family New Year’s Eve – Chapters I and II” – before you read this (if you haven’t already.) This will make more sense if you do.     Lisa followed silently behind me as I slowly climbed the stairs to my bedroom.   My heart was still pounding from the scene that had unfolded only a few minutes earlier in my son’s bedroom. I had to try and calm down, try to get my mind a...

Chapter 9 "Give me a shower first," Jenny said. "I want to be naked with you in a shower." "Anything you say, girl." He put down the suitcase they'd bought first thing. "The clerk didn't even blink when I registered as Mr. J. J. Oliver and daughter." "That's because you asked for twin beds," she giggled. "Well have to mess up the other one, too." Laughing with her, her father shucked out of his shirt and she followed suit...

Chapter 8 Travis was up early, unable to sleep. He spent a long time in the shower, enjoying the hot water, soaping himself thoroughly. When he was dry, he inspected his face in the mirror, thinking that perhaps he had grown more beard overnight. He sure felt a lot older. Standing before the sink he thought about what he had done the night before, and felt tingly all over. It hadn't been another wet dream; he had really,...

It was my third day in Mexico , and I was still waiting to find some good dick. I’ve seen plenty of males around, but I don’t know why they are afraid to talk to me. Sure, they’ll sit there for hours drooling, but I haven’t met one that had the balls to come up and talk to me!   It’s hot here, that’s why I’ve been forced to wear almost nothing (wink wink) plus I’ve seen the way Ricardo has been looking at me, and I even c...

Chapter 7 Jenny said to her father: "It wasn't rape, dad." He stared down at her, the bedside lamp making harsh lines of light on his tense face. "What the hell do you mean?" She didn't try to cover herself; she wanted him to see her naked body, to run his eyes over the flesh that had grown from his own ejaculated sperm, the body that he had just done such a grand job of fucking. She said, "I came in to your bed because y...

Chapter 6 Travis wasn't used to whiskey. He'd only had three beers in his life, and the drink he'd taken with his sister was a fire in his belly. He wanted another one, but didn't dare swallow it because he might get too smashed to go upstairs. And Jenny hadn't been putting him on when she said she'd never screw him again, if he didn't help her with the plan. He couldn't hack that, couldn't go back to jacking off, after h...

Chapter 5 Jenny had been busy playing bartender all night, and had watched her brother keep a conversational ball rolling as he stayed between their mother and father, a buffer so that their fight wouldn't really get started. They had been surprised at so much attention from their kids, Jenny saw, and before the evening was over, everybody was more or less enjoying themselves. There had been only a few sly cuts, and even...

Chapter 4 Travis heard his parents come home, because they were arguing about something the minute they hit the door. He pushed aside the book he had been reading, slipped on his robe and went downstairs to raid the fridge. He was hungry, and grinned at the idea of stoking up his strength again. It had been a long day, and the most groovy one of his life; too bad it had to end so soon. There had been the swinging with his...

Chapter 2 Travis Johansen had a tough time keeping his eyes off his sister at breakfast the next day. And when she brushed her bare knee against his under the table, he started to raise an immediate hard. She smiled at him, and her eyes were warm behind lowered lashes. He thought there had never been a more beautiful girl, and the tightening of his belly muscles reminded him how hot and sexy she was. But it finally penetr...

    "Yolanda...Regina?" He heard himself say, taken aback at the sight of his daughter Yolanda's face buried in Regina's—her mother's—muff. The two froze upon hearing their names, stock-still, as if they'd forgotten how to breathe. The two looked up to him with guilty eyes.        There wasn't a single word accurate enough to describe the feeling swirling within him. Was it anger? No. Surprise? Perhaps. Jealousy? Just a l...

Don’t get me wrong, Patty, my sister, is a great fuck and I love giving it to her as often as possible. However, mom is something special. Since our first time, which was pretty much straight fucking, she has taught me new positions, guided me to her clit, and worked wonders on me using the muscles in her pussy on my cock. Patty and I were pretty lucky that she didn’t end up pregnant, as we did it several times without pr...