I slept like the dead. If Summer had spent the night masturbating, I’d missed it although, spent as she was when I’d put her to bed, I doubted she’d woken even once. The next morning, I woke early, feeling energized, curious as to what the day would bring. It was like being a kid on Christmas morning. I was also impatient for my niece to come out of her room, curious about what she’d be wearing. Or not wearing. First thin...

I drove back to the house in silence. At least at first. It wasn’t awkward. In fact, it was companionable. I’d put a CD in – Crosby, Stills, and Nash. She’d probably never even heard of them. God, she was half my age. We were about halfway back when she started asking questions. Somewhat personal ones, in fact. “Do you have a girlfriend? I didn’t see any pictures around the house.” I kept my eyes on the road as I answered...

Donald Kemp was the dean of a very private college in a small Midwestern town out in the middle of nowhere. As such, he was able to keep his students in line with some good old-fashioned discipline. Not that there was much trouble to be found out there among the corn fields and a town that had exactly one grocery store, one gas station, and one drive-in movie theater. But occasionally, even the best-behaved young men and...

I’m not exactly an early riser. Neither, apparently, was Summer. Not a peep as I made my way out to the kitchen after throwing on jeans and a clean t-shirt, and starting breakfast. Coffee first. Sugar and cream. Some habits never change. Normally, I’d just scramble some eggs and toast an English muffin. Normally, though, I didn’t have a pretty blonde staying with me. Pancakes. Everyone loved pancakes. With blueberries and...

I suppose I should tell you a little bit about myself. A little background or something… But you don’t really want to know about me. You want to know about Summer, right? We met… well, that’s kind of boring too. Let’s just say we met at an event. Or rather, that’s the first time we met as adults. I found out later that she was my niece. Long story short, I didn’t care much for my family. Feeling was mutual, so I didn’t bo...

“Please Denise, text me a picture of your sexy naked plump ass,” Rick pleaded. “No Rick, isn’t the picture I sent you of my ass in tight cut-off denim shorts enough?” Denise replied. “Please, I am so horny for you. It has been so long since I touched you or kissed you.” Denise was torn. She had been sexting her boyfriend for a while. She was getting into teasing him with provocative photos of her in shorts and a braless p...

"Are you sure you want this?" Uncle Jeb whispered as he tweaked my nipples. "God, yes! Fuck me, Uncle Jeb! Make me a woman." "You can count on it, Aubrey. But I gotta get me a taste of that virgin pussy, first!" Aunt Janet helped me lay down on the bed, spreading my legs and tucking a pillow under my backside, raising my hips up in an obscene fashion as Uncle Jeb ogled my bare cunt. Kneeling between my outstretched legs,...

I must have fallen asleep on the blanket. When I woke up I was totally confused. I was lying naked under a tree and a young girl about my age was standing next to me. She was very pretty with long brown hair hanging down almost to her bum. She, too, was completely naked. Her little breasts were crowned with hard nipples that stood out distinctly and her pubis was neatly trimmed with just a small patch of short, dark hair....

Looking deep into my cousin Raylene's eyes, I said, "What if I do it wrong?" Raylene smiled, "You can't silly. Besides, I'll guide you. You'll be an expert in no time." She rolled onto her back, opened her legs, pointed at the damp lips of her hairless pussy and said "All aboard!" I crawled up between her spread knees until I was an inch or so from her glistening cunt. Her arousal was intoxicating. I extended my tongue, t...

It was easy to assure the niece who had become my plaything that I did not at all mind her finding a part-time job at a family-friendly restaurant. She floated the question while her smooth warm nudity cuddled against me under the covers and our mingled fluids of sex had yet to crust on my cock; leg draped over my thighs, fingers combing the edge of my matted pubic hair. Wanting to make double sure I wasn’t upset—remindin...

My parents and I sat in the living room watching television. Dad happily sat there without a care in the world. Mom was on the other side of the sofa. From an outsider’s perspective we appeared to be your regular, run-of-the-mill family. The secret I felt obliged to keep was tearing me up on the inside. Mom looked at my dad, scooted over to him and placed her hand on his. This was it. I knew what was about to happen. “Bar...

Ever since I started masturbating, members of my family had always been the subject of my fantasies, male and female. My mother, Susan, while not the most attractive of women, still has a good body for her forty-eight years. I’m not ashamed to admit she’d probably look good in a bikini. She wears glasses and has her curly mousy hair cut short, which adds to her strict persona. My father, Barry, has always been a mild-mann...

We agreed that Sandra should continue on her way to Sacramento. I explained my wife’s situation to her and that I would eventually see her at her uncle’s place. We agreed that under no circumstances would we let on that we previously knew each other. I drove her to her car and she drove off. I was at a loss about how to deal with my wife. She would be very ticked off if I took this job here. She wanted me in Sacramento. H...