Deep in the English countryside the little community of Southcombe is a place most tourists, too timid to abandon their satnav and leave the main road, drive past without noticing. Which is very much their loss, for this is an exceptionally pretty town, unspoilt by chain stores and burger bars, whose fortunate residents possess the essentials of modern lif...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Dear Shoeblossom I've been wanting to tell the love story of my life for such a long time, but this week was so hectic. My abusive stepfather came to visit, and Severance asked him if he'd show her how to administer a good ass-whipping with the buckle end of a leather belt. I b...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I married Jackie less than 2 years ago. She's a beautiful 44yo woman with long red hair, clearly fit body, d cup tits, and a round firm ass. She has 2 kids, a 13yo son that lives with her ex-husband across the country and I'm told is a complete asshole like his father, and an 18yo...
Chapter 7: Hard Manual Labour It was one of the hottest days Danger could remember. He had agreed to paint a fence for an old lady who was a friend of his aunt. While Danger didn't mind doing the work he just wished he hadn't agreed to do it this day. He could feel the skin on the back of his neck burning as he worked. However there was one consolation to w...
Part four of the flash fiction story The Wrong Room. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories. If you are unfamiliar with this story it might be best to go back to the beginning to understand this relationship, but that's your choice. -Dreamweaver594... Mike walked into the hotel room Wednesday night and flopped onto the bed. Allison was sitt...
As usual, this morning, my wife, and I woke up to the sun shining in our bedroom, the sounds of birds welcoming the new day, and had really great sex as she screamed thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! This has been our Sunday morning ritual for the last six years. After she has had an oral orgasm, where she screams Alleluia, and then a fucking tha...
The door bell rang and Marie yelled out from the kitchen, "Jim, should be my folks, I'm draining the pasta. Where do you hide the colander, quick before I over cook it." Walking to the front door I yelled back, "Wall with the fridge, floor cabinet, third door from the right." The door bell rang again as I opened it. Standing there looking slightly amused an...
It started out as a bit of a joke, looking at pictures on the internet of an old, large, fat, shaven woman who had posted over 500 images of her body. Some showed her partially dressed, some naked, some having sex, masturbating, and inserting objects into her cunt, even having sex with several men at one time. She looked like an aged aunt or perhaps a cleani...
Of the select group of men I have invited to my bed, Aaron is by far the most attentive. His willingness to put my pleasure ahead of his own is quite refreshing; and his ability to read (and fulfill) my desires is miraculous. And his bod isn't half bad either! Broad chest; strong arms; flat abs; a trim waist; and a fantastic butt! But most importantly, his w...
"Hello, Mr. Eidson," I said. My former religious studies teacher smiled. "Michael Langston!" he replied. "What brings you here?" "I was visiting my aunt," I responded. "She lives 2 blocks down, and once I was done, I thought I'd stroll over to the campus and replay some memories. De La Salle really transformed me, and high school was an incredible four yea...