I was surfing my iPad on the sofa when Chloe sauntered in. She was only wearing jeans. “Have you seen my strapless bra?” “Why d’ya need a strapless one?” “I wanna wear my off-the-shoulder crop top, and I hate visible bra straps.” “I think it’s in the wash, babe, sorry. What’s the occasion? Do you really need a bra at all?” “Well, it’s just coffee with Kate and Ruby, but, I mean, yeah, I think so, Dad, otherwise, won’t the...

“I can’t believe I lost the key!” “You, you what?” Alan stood naked in his daughter’s room, his hands behind his back, his head lowered. Today was one of the two days a month that his daughter and mistress would unlock his cuck cage and allow him orgasmic relief. “I took the chain off to go shopping with Hannah before I left. I didn’t want her asking questions when we were in there trying on stuff. So I took it off and I...

“SAM!” I heard Dan gasp. “What are you doing?” “Dan? How did you get in?” I asked, still buried deep in Sarah. Max groaned and pulled out of her pussy. I was now holding her legs wide open. She was spread eagle. “Your door was unlocked, and I heard screaming,” Dan replied, looking at Sarah’s dripping wet pussy. “You can’t tell mom,” Sarah begged breathlessly. “I won’t. But I want in.” He looked at me. Max and I looked at...

I lay in bed all night unable to sleep. The idea of sharing Sarah made me jealous. She was mine. Still, she deserved to be fucked like the slut she was. I must have dozed off for a bit. When I woke up, the sun was already rising. I hurried downstairs to check on Sarah. She was still fast asleep on the sofa. I made breakfast, took a shower, and caught up on some work. Sarah needed to rest for today’s activities. I wrapped...

Part 2: I struggled with the decision if I should tell my 17-year-old cousin girlfriend, Jess, about my affair with my 16-year-old ex-girlfriend, Michelle. I knew it was the right thing to do, but it could potentially ruin my relationship with Jess. She meant the world to me. I couldn’t deny my feelings for my ex-girlfriend. I mean, she really couldn’t get enough of my cock! I couldn’t stop thinking about them over the we...

We both dozed off in the car. It was dark when I awoke. Sarah was in a deep sleep on the front seat. I quietly exited the car. She needed to rest for the night I had planned for her. I cradled her like a baby as I took her out of the car. I was careful not to wake her. I carried her up to my room and gently set her on the bed. I hurried downstairs back to the garage and grabbed my toolbox. I hastily washed a few screwdriv...

“What the Fuck do you mean, ‘They know’?” Becky asked emphatically. Her anger and disbelief were well warranted. “Just what I said. It’s all out in the open.” “And they’ve known for years?” Becky was exasperated. “Years,” she emphasized again. “Yes,” was all I said, as I watched Becky process this new information. She paced back and forth, hands moving to her head as she mumbled to herself, then back to her sides, fists c...

The next morning, I woke up early; the sun was barely peeking through the window. The birds outside the window were chirping happily. I looked at Becky, lying on her belly, one arm off the bed, one foot out of the covers, and her face turned to one side with a thin line of drool dampening her pillow. I laughed lightly and got up, stretched, left to use the bathroom, then came back and sat in the overstuffed chair next to...

“Where have you been?” Becky interrogated as I approached. My first thought was intrusive. I saw myself “adjusting” my bottoms so I could retrieve some of Daddy’s deposit, then rub it on her face. She would be so shocked, and maybe jealous. I pushed the thought away. I wanted to tell her, but I knew I couldn’t, not yet. “I was looking for my Daddy. I searched everywhere,” I answered as the image of my Mom and Uncle Thad i...

The week had flown by quickly. I had stood in the warm morning sun watching family arrive, just waiting for my cousin Becky to show. We were the same age and more than just family; we were best friends. Aunt Penelope was my Mom’s sister; she was O.K. Uncle Thad was cool, though. He let us girls be ourselves, and as long as we weren’t hurting anyone or breaking any laws, he didn’t have too much to say. Aunt Penelope was mo...