Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Author's note: Please see Nana's Diary for the prequel to this story. Kim and her Mom have "the talk" Chapter 1. As Kim drove home, she mulled over the events of the day. She thought it would be like most other, but it turned into so much more after she had discovered Nana's Diary...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** 19 year old Brooke took a couple of seconds and then hit send. She quickly flicked her cell over so the screen wasn't showing but almost immediately turned it back so she could see what happened. But nothing did. She continued to stare, waiting for it to light up but stu...
HEKLA I see her first at a street corner, standing tall and straight, oblivious to the light rain. I use the rain, and her lack of an umbrella, to talk her into having drinks together. The girl calls herself Bee, her real name tucked away in its Nordic strangeness. Impromptu meetings are rare these days, and I think we're both charmed that we didn't first m...
It began slowly. The modest clothing concealed the very earliest changes. But all the wives could hear her sickness every morning. She grew pale, and the color left her lips. Her long dresses could not disguise a certain thickening around her hips, and a tightening in her bust line - the telltale signs of a newly bred wife. In spite of Anna's condition, th...
So this is it. Mike was standing in Leanne Crow Avenue staring at the billboard above his head in disbelief: “Big City Cum Drive”. Next to the headline was a picture of his daughter, Annie. The picture was a documentary photo from her medical file. It showed her naked from the waist up, staring expressionless into the camera, like on a mugshot. Except this s...
The moment Anthony closes the door, he finds Molly's arms over his shoulders, her tongue in his mouth. He can taste the lingering urine on her, smell it on her breath, the urine he put there only moments earlier, the urine she guzzled while fingering herself to orgasm. Water hisses from the shower head, soaking them and rinsing away some of their human musk....
I wake up and find myself looking up at the canopy of a fourposter bed. My mind is a bit foggy and I am trying to grasp hold of thoughts that are flitting across my semiconscious mind. "Where am I?" "What happened?" My mind starts to clear a little ... do I remember rightly I was posing in a cage... yes that's right... No, it isn't a dream... because I ca...
Her smile. Better than I ever expected. Better than any picture. It lights up her whole face. Her perfect teeth. Her luscious lips. Her beautiful eyes. Framed by her golden hair. Everything works together. She is wearing a black shirt with the yoga studio logo with black yoga pants and a red and black plaid long sleeved shirt over it, tied at the bottom,...
"Look at him, silly old goat. Ogling those girls like he's eighteen." Sun-browned fingers scrabbled for glasses and eyes scanned the far side of the square. A half-smoked Karelia dropped onto the checkers board. They squinted against the weak winter sunlight that warmed their old bones and beheld the embarrassment. "I mean, those jeans for a start," Geor...
Jasmine sat Annika's bags down in front of the nightstand beside her king sized canopy bed and turned to see her friend approaching topless and wriggling out of her mini-skirt. Her thick black cock still hung loose, out of the side of her panties, swaying lewdly in front of her as she walked. The modest cones of her A-cup breasts curved upward slightly as th...