[This story will be at least four parts. It could be in Loving Wives, First Times, Incest/Taboo or a couple of other categories. I apologize right up front for any misrepresentation of the Shoshone peoples. My intention was to honor them and their culture. Naturally, you are encouraged to vote and leave feedback. Especially leave feedback that is intended to...
Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old. If there was ever a Mother's boy it would be Darren Jones. His father left the family eighteen years ago when Darren was only days old, and was never heard from again. Darren's main influence had been his mother Betty. Betty was an old fashioned woman with undoubted stern ideas about raising her only son. Sh...
As the day of the slave auction got closer, wealthy women came to the Vineyard to examine us and determine if they wanted to buy us. We were felt up, fingered, examined, pinched, and probed. Our physical attributes were discussed openly as if we weren't even there. Cara and I and ten other girls were herded into a room each day to be examined by prospective...
If you want to know why I am fucking my aunt, you might want to read the original story… * * * * * It had been a while since I had paid a visit to my Aunt Margaret. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, it was just that things just kept getting in the way of my getting enough time to spend quality time getting my pipes cleaned. By this time, I was the cock of t...
Apologies for the three week hiatus, have now returned to Sydney and plan to post a chapter every five or six days "Don't you think you're still being a bit of a wimp?" "No I do not," retorted Harry from the other side of the bed, "Anyway, what do you mean by that?" "When you were sixteen," said Maria examining her manicure studiously; she was perfectly...
It was a cold, stormy September night on the ranch. 19 year old Carla was just finishing up the dishes and was ready to crawl under the covers on her bed and get the sleep she was craving all day. The ranch was owned by Carla's aunt, who had gladly taken her in many years ago when Carla's parents died in a car crash. "How are those dishes coming Carla?" As...
The next morning I grabbed a quick shower, dried off and sat down at the breakfast table with a mug of coffee and a bowl of raisin bran. Julie was also sitting at the breakfast table and staring at me with a manic smile. It was really creepy. Nobody should look that happy at 6:58 in the morning. I tried drinking my coffee, and hoped that after I had some...
When I moved to California to go to college, I left behind a boyfriend of sorts in Japan. His name was Tomoyuki. He had spiky black hair and sharp features, but I found him attractive at the time anyway. We were both busy preparing for entrance exams, so we'd mostly just study together, but one day he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said yes. We didn't...
Fate is definitely a funny mistress. When I think of the day I met my future husband's family, I have mixed feelings about it. You see, up until I ran into them, I was having one of the worst days of my life. It's not easy being a Muslim female immigrant of Saudi Arabian descent in the Canadian Capital, but I try my best. My name is Amal Jubeir. I moved to t...
My sister Becca and I were cuddled together in our nightgowns. Becca is 21 and I am 18. Becca is a beautiful and dominating woman. My name is Julie; I am her submissive sissy "sister." I have been living as a woman for weeks now since my Mum and sis decided I would look better as a woman and not my former life as a very effeminate man. At this point it wou...