It has been over six years since my last journal entries. So much has taken place during the years and then COVID hit - putting a damper on most things. I stopped writing about my taboo relationship with Maria and Carl, but it's truly worth revisiting aga...
My mom was up on a ladder with a watering can, replacing the sugar water in the hummingbird feeders hanging from the banyan tree in our backyard. I was stabilizing the ladder from below. I was sixteen, a high school sophomore, and my mom, who had me when...
After hooking the delicate lace panty mask around my ears, I breathe and blink in the darkness, breeze tappin' the blind against the wooden frame. Her room's a comfort, in a way. Familiar. It must have been my room as a baby. Just a feeling I have; faint...
Chapter One The next week dragged on hour by hour. He was supposed to be getting things together for his camping trip with his father, Sharon, and her family, but it seemed he could not go thirty seconds without receiving a text or phone call from Stephan...
The following morning, I woke and glancing at the clock on the bedside table, I could see it was five thirty am, the room's curtains were open, and the light was streaming in. Getting up, I walked to the full-length mirror, and although I could see red ma...
This happened a couple of years ago. I had been chatting to a guy online, and after a couple of months, he suggested we meet. It turned out that he only live about two miles from me. Anyway, we arranged to meet at a local park, and he told me which car to...
When Justin went into the living room after dinner, he saw his mother lying naked on the couch and reading a book. It was a small couch. Susan had her head resting on one of the armrests of the couch, and her toes were almost touching the other armrest. "...
Zak shuffled somewhat aimlessly along the street on his way home. As he approached the house he looked up and his heart began racing. He could already feel his face getting warmer as blood rushed to his cheeks and he started to blush. Sat on the little st...
So a bit of background about me... I'm Amanda, and I'm twenty-seven, blonde, and Swedish. I've been living in England for the last eight years with my English husband while my parents and siblings live in Sweden. I've got a younger sister called Vilma (tw...
Chapter One Maggie hated herself at that moment. So much so that in her thoughts, when she cursed herself, she called herself by her given name of ‘Margaret’ instead of what she insisted everyone else calls her, Maggie. She lay there with tears swelling i...
Just then I felt my balls start to boil. My seed was rising and ready to explode. With a final thrust, I pushed my cock in as deeply as I could and held it there as jets of cum shot into Amy’s pussy. “Ohhh,” I moaned as my orgasm washed over me. My body c...
Once, something very unusual happened between my stepsister, Maria, and me. Now, firstly, let me be clear: I never screwed my stepsister. If what follows seems weird, I understand that. But, in Mr. Clinton’s immortal words, "I did not have sex with that w...
When I got home from work, my mind was racing. Kimmy's little, or should I say large stunt had me thinking it was time to up the ante a bit. I just poked my head into the house to see what she was up to. She was laying on the couch in her light cotton sho...
I was scrolling through Facebook the other day, and I saw something that surprised me. I saw that many of my former high school classmates were saying that Gary Mertz passed away at the age of fifty-four. He was survived by his wife, three kids, and two g...
Emily brushed a strand of hair away from her eyes, taking in the sight of Alex’s workshop. "No, it was a lab. Her son was now on the cutting edge of science. How could that be?" she thought to herself. This was her little Alex. Instantly, her mind drifted...
