Another Sunday afternoon and I had nothing to do. The house was clean, my studies were finished and most of my friends were away for the weekend. I had never been so bored in my life. I even tried rearranging the clothes in my wardrobe, only to notice that I had arranged them in a way they had already been in. Yup, Sundays made me want to rip my hair out. My mother decided to introduce herself to the new owners of the hou...

Jake let his throbbing cock slide out of his Aunt Melissa's pussy resting it on her bush before spurting rope after rope of cum all over her naked body. Looking down over Melissa covered in cum and smiling to herself, Jake caught his breath... had he really just fucked his own Aunt? This was a Christmas morning like no other. *** Jake's train arrived predictably late at the train station. The station was packed with peopl...

A few weeks after my stepson Shane began using my holes every chance he got, I was completely addicted to his BBC. Unfortunately, he had been away now for a fortnight and I was now desperate to get railed by him again. His dad’s cock was just as big but it was something with being used by his son that was just even better. I wasn’t sure why he’d not been home and I didn’t dare ask in case it was suspicious. Instead, I too...

Growing up in a three-bedroom house with a younger sister and younger brother you learn all about each other over the years. What annoys whom, favorite types of blankets, senses of humor, everything. My little sister thankfully is a sweet and charming girl with a petite build, dark hair she switches up all the time currently rocking bangs. She’s helpful, independent, and never needy. I know her as well as anyone could. Or...

I am sexually involved with a member of my family. Conditions and qualifications apply, but I wanted to get that statement out there. Get the worst over with. I know there is a risk to that admission as a leading statement. You may now have already formed the basest opinion of me from that first sentence, even if you do not know its context. Can I ask you to wait for that? At least let me introduce my defence first. Which...

My wife, Clara, has a Christmas problem. She starts playing Christmas music before Halloween and she makes me put up our tree on the first day of November. By the time December rolls around, Clara exudes this weird cheerful demeanor that borders on neurotic. If you think I’m exaggerating, consider the fact that she owns fourteen different Christmas sweaters. Even worse, her entire family is just as obsessed with Santa, re...

I woke up Sunday morning to sunshine through the trees again. I didn't remember any phantom clicks, but also did remember what surely was a dream. Stretching my arms, I rose and pulled up a pair of shorts again - skipped a shirt this time - and stepped out of the bedroom. I looked around, no girls. Maybe it really was a dream, I mused. The whole weekend though? If I had been a drinking man, I'd just assume I've been passe...

The dreams I have experienced over the last few days have been weird, to say the least. At night, I have woken up at two in the morning, sweaty body, a pumping heart and an erection the size of a cucumber.  The dreams quickly evaporate and yet I remember the devil’s voice on my shoulder telling me that I’d like to fuck her, want to fuck her, need to fuck her. Every time I shake my head and try to forget that whimpering, g...

“Thank you for agreeing to help me with this, Victoria. I don't think I could do it by myself, but I guess it's time.” “You don't need to apologise for anything, Frank. I know it's difficult, and it's only been two weeks since Jessica… well, it's not been a long time. I'm glad to help.” Victoria took Frank's hand as they entered the bedroom. It had been the master bedroom, but as her cancer got worse, Jessica insisted Fra...