This is the second part of a story The Book Store was part one. This tells the story from the other view point. Hopefully, I will be able to continue this story line about Ted and his mom. Stacy entered the empty closet stall next to the bathroom. Locking the door she quickly began undressing down to her panties. She always stripped before kneeling on her clothes as padding. A habit from when she and her late husband, Ted...

Driving home from his first class at the local community college, Ted thought he saw his mom’s car turn up the street, just a few cars ahead of him. “I can follow her if she’s going to eat someplace I can have dinner with her,” Ted reasoned to himself. His mom a pretty woman at 42 had been an inspiration to Ted’s early puberty, her auburn hair, large full breasts, 40d according to the tag on her under wire bra that Ted ha...

“Valerie Carson, you come here right now.” Valerie could feel the desperation rising up inside her. She wasn’t a kid anymore but her mom didn’t seem to realize that or maybe she did but she just didn’t care or maybe she just knew there wasn’t anything that Valerie could do about it and really, that was the truth, wasn’t it? She’d graduated from high school and she’d found herself a job and she’d moved out of her mom’s hou...

Well, that's how it started…a summer shower. I was just finished with my first year of college, it was summer and while I was spending the summer with my Dad (my parents divorced about five years ago), I would often visit my mom on the weekends. As you might expect, I have keys to both their places and on this Saturday morning, I knew she was expecting me and when I pulled into her driveway, she was out weeding the flower...

I woke up in the tent next morning replaying some of the events that had occurred previously. My mother and I had gotten honey on her shirt and my pants so she asked me to “clean” her chest and she “cleaned” my penis. That evening, in order for us to get any sleep without me having a raging hard on, mom let me cum inside her. Finally, all this sexual tension and teasing boiled over at the beach when my mother and I finall...

After receiving news that my father had a stroke, my son and I were placed in the unusual and uncomfortable situation of sharing a hotel room on the trip to see my father. In a moment of incredible weakness, and incredibly poor judgment, I made a series of bad decisions, each one progressively worse. It culminated in me allowing my son to enter me wearing a condom he had stored in his wallet. I can claim it was a combinat...

Dangit, Melissa thought to herself, I walked out without my fucking phone. It was one of those Monday mornings for Melissa. She was going to have to drive all the way back home to get her phone. It was a little after ten-thirty so at least the rush hour traffic would have died down. Melissa was a forty-four year old, recently divorced mother, whose daughter was home from college for the summer. Melissa imagined that Katie...

I was twenty-four years old. Not too long out of college and my life was not going very well. I just broke up with my girlfriend of three years. The girl that I thought was "the one." Hell, I was looking for an engagement ring for crying out loud. So needless to say, I was not the one who broke it off. But what sucked the most was the fact that we lived together in a one-bedroom apartment and neither one of us could affor...

I woke up in the tent next morning replaying some of the events that had occurred previously. My mother and I had gotten honey on her shirt and my pants so she asked me to “clean” her chest and she “cleaned” my penis. That evening, in order for us to get any sleep without me having a raging hard on, mom let me cum inside her. Finally, all this sexual tension and teasing boiled over at the beach when my mother and I finall...

Jill Mellon stood in the kitchen of the sprawling suburban home that her ex-husband had left her, preparing breakfast for her teenage sons, Bill and Dave. Expertly her hands moved across the stove, flipping the eggs with a flick of one wrist, turning over the bacon with the other. Jill smiled, brushing the long brown hair out of her eyes. Nearly twenty years of marriage could make any woman an accomplished chef. But even...

I feel the heat pouring over my body, dripping from his gaze. I don’t want to look up as all three of us sit at the dinner table. I look over to mama and she sits there on the phone talking to someone. I look at daddy and all I can see is his jaw clenching tight and then his nose flaring. "I like what I see, and I want it," I hear him say not knowing if I'm dreaming or not. I gasp softly as he reaches across the table tak...

As several months passed, I continued my affair with my daughter. I was making love to both my wife and my daughter and they both knew it. At home, we all acted as if everything was the same as before. The only exception was the whispered conversations between myself and my wife in bed. We both asked each other what we enjoyed about nude massage. I told her that I loved watching the girls strip for me, especially the new...

Linda, Jessy's mother, and I had become good friends soon after Frank and I moved in the house next to theirs a year earlier. Our backyards were surrounded by privacy fences that prevented passerby’s from seeing in or from us seeing into the others yard. Who had ever built the original fence had installed a gate in the common wall of the fence that separated our yards, so we could come and go without being seen from the s...