"Okay, hold still." Besame grinned at Wilton, and leaned over and lightly touched the lit cigarette against Wilton's hard cock. Wilton tried desperately to hold still. God, she's so hot, with that spiky green hair, and the little T-shirt that looks like it's painted on. The burning ember grazed his penis, and Wilton bit his tongue to keep from screaming. B...
Ginny, after 23 years of a racy life, hasn't slowed down at all. Here she deals with her 18-year-old nephew's naivete. Read "Ginny's Witnesses, Chs. 05 & 06," for some earlier group sex experiences. And please, vote for them all! Part 1 "Arjay! Auntie Uma is driving up tomorrow to stay with us a couple of weeks!" called my mom from her study. "Will you br...
Chapter Two -- Abigail Thompson Now... Steven Balfour was sitting at the desk in his bedroom staring intently at the computer screen where an attractive mature woman dressed in a business suit was bent over an office table being fucked by a young man. The man had kicked her heels apart and was holding her down on the desk with her skirt hiked up, her pant...
This is my first story. Any comments, critiques, or suggestions are appreciated. Hope you enjoy reading! ......................................... "Jacob they're here!" Jacob stirred in his bed. His father's booming voice had shaken him awake. He rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. "Jacob!" "I'm coming!" He rolled out of bed and took a step tow...
Chapter 3: Home Movies Sitting at the table naked I felt like a king waiting for my queen and princes. Soon they walked through the door. Not only had Pet dressed for diner but Kathy as well. They both looked beautiful. Diner was fantastic. Pet again proved her skill in the kitchen was every bit as good as her skill in the bedroom, and every other room in t...
Chapter 1 November 22nd, 10:30 p.m., Savannah, GA I sat hunched over, too wired and panicked to sleep but too upset to stay fully awake. I was drifting, day dreaming, wading in it; biting hard into a naked shoulder, running my hands and nails over a glistening back, somehow both new and familiar. I didn't know whose. I heard a woman's voice, a million mil...
"Wake up, Rachel, arrete de dormir, c'est le matin," came Aunt Gladys grating voice, and Rachel Etienne groaned and slapped her hand against her pillow, wishing the old Haitian woman would go away. Grunting something unintelligible, the young woman rose to her feet, and shook her head, then stretched. Outside, the sun was high in the sky and a suffocating he...
It's always strange to sleep in the room you occupied as a kid. You look back and wonder: it's so familiar and yet it feels like a stranger's room. Aunt Patty lived with Grandmother Lucinda when I was a teenager, so when I bailed out of St. George's Convent on this trip home, she put me up in my old room. She meant well; she always means well, even when her...
It was the evening after Lila's graduation party. Most of her friends had left already, and her parents didn't say they'd be home for a few more hours. So Lila and her boyfriend DJ went up to her room for a little fun. They made out for a little while until DJ decided it was time for them to go further. Lila protested. "I'm still a virgin and I don't wa...
[Author's Note: I would like to thank all my fans that have written to me over the several years it has taken to complete this novel. Your comments, suggestions and ideas have provided me with some great material. You have my gratitude. This last chapter of "Aunt Phoebe's Masturbatorium" will represent my final excursion into writing erotic literature for a...