Another commission by the lovely Brooke. She wanted something "nasty" and given her brief descriptions of her time with her "Aunt" Mischelle I tried to give her just that. My first time doing a bondage story too. All characters are at least 18. * Let me tell you about my Aunt Mischelle. Well she's not really my real aunt, but a friend of my mom's and she...
Dee was nineteen and lived with her young Aunt, Sara. Sara had moved in with Dee after the tragic death of Dee's parents in an horrific car accident when Dee was just fifteen years old. Sara was Dee's mother's much younger sister, she was twenty six at the time and felt it her duty to look after Dee after such a devastating event, and after all she had lost...
Sitting across the breakfast table from Jack and his son, was to say the least, a little surreal. I had just been watched having unbound sex with the boy's father, my cousin, and here I was not only contemplating having a three-way with him and his son; but discussing how I wanted to proceed! Jack for the most part, just sat grinning and continued keeping me...
XXX Amna always felt that her best course of action was to retire to her own room when Aunt Salim invited her friends around. She felt sure that none of her aunt’s friends would much enjoy the presence of a teenage girl, particularly one who now habitually spent her time in the house in the nude. Her nudity seemed quite natural when only Aunt Salim was ther...
Nine o'clock at night and Kamesh was floating in a blissful state halfway between waking and dreaming. His long, lean, well-muscled body was immersed in a steaming hot bath. His mind was immersed in lustful thoughts of the afternoon's activities with Suseela his young Aunt. How they had fucked! Now it was to get into his aunt's friend's panties and he was...
Note: This is a story about adult sexual activity and is intended for adults only. Everyone in this story was over eighteen at the time the described events took place. While the events in this story are based on true experiences some names have been changed and times have been compressed for this format. The events took place decades prior to the current ep...
My trip to Boston put me on Interstate 90 in Montana east of Butte. My Buick's cruise control was set a couple of miles per hour above the posted limit and I slowly crept past a single motorcycle rider that was in the right hand lane. The bike didn't look like a Harley, but it could have been. The rider was definitely a curvy lady. Women just sit a bike di...
It is with some relief that Miss McCloud steps out into Miss Lucy's Consulting Room. For an hour and a half she has been standing in the cramped confines of the lavatory cubicle. Through a pair of strategically-placed toiled rolls she has been peering out of the small window: nothing that has been said or done in the Consulting Room has escaped her. Yet sti...
The Desperate Housewife Aunt Melinda was always glad to lend an ear when a friend of hers was in need. Not that Kelli was really a friend of hers. She knew Kelli through a Latina friend of hers, who Vanessa. Vanessa was a Colombian born and bred in the US, whereas Kelli had come over from the home country five years previously. Vanessa was one of those wome...
Ame was walking to her dorm after her last class on a Friday. She was so stressed, college was hard. It wasn't like high school. She felt so out of place in this all white school, or so she called it. She was of Mexican descent, shorter than most of the girls at 5'3, long black hair, dark brown eyes almost black, nice pale bronze skin, but not a blonde with...