Growing up I lived in a house where nudity was taken for granted. It is not like we were doing this for the sake of showing off but it was natural to our family, like breathing. My parents never worried if the kids saw them naked because everyone was naked and it was an unwritten rule that while we were at home no one wore clothes. Since there were no other...
For those who read AUNT FRAN this a continuation of the same characters. Maybe you should read AUNT FRAN first. MIN Aunt Fran and Min seldom missed a card playing day that, somehow or other, sexual innuendo did not enter the conversation. Aunt said she did not care to discuss the topic but she usually brought it up. As much as she said she did not approve o...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The days passed incredibly slowly after my meeting with Aunt Pamela. She dominated my dreams and fantasies. She often crossed my mind while in class and I would wind up with an erection and squirming in my seat with the memory of the spanking she'd given me and the reward I'd earn...
I spent the days after my second visit with Aunt Pamela trying to decide what I would wear on Friday. She told me to wear something feminine, but I didn't have anything really feminine. The girliest article of clothing I owned were the stretchy, velvet shorts I'd worn on Tuesday. And after doing poorly on a pop quiz in my History class, I knew I had to do...
XXVIII Susan was very kind to Amna after her day’s work; sensitively noting the young girl’s disorientation, but perhaps not really understanding why. She and her Pakistani friend took her to a burger bar where they chatted over some very squelchy whopper-burgers. Amna realised through the haze of her thoughts that Susan and the Pakistani were getting on ve...
When my Statistics class drew to an end, I raced out of the room while struggling to keep from crying. I'd never gotten anything less than an 'A' on a test. And my very first quiz in my Freshman year at University I'd bombed with a 'B'. I was devastated. As I dashed down the hallway, I passed a bulletin board and a pink slip of paper caught my eye. It was h...
One summer, when I was 18, I went to stay for a few weeks with my aunt Claire in New York. She was a freelance photographer who usually did photo-shoots and portraits for small magazines or newspapers. Nothing great or fancy really, but it was all very exciting to me at the time. My aunt was quite an interesting person. She wasn't what you might term the typ...
Author's note: This story was supposed to the fourth part in the Dan series right after the story 'Dan's future'. However, it was rejected and the subsequent story was published which created some grave, unwanted confusion. Partly my fault and the admins did a good job in pointing out exactly where the problem was. ************************************* Da...
Part 2 – 'The Learning Continues' My name is Connie and I am 21 years old. I'm 5 ft. 8 in. tall, about 120 lbs., dark brown hair about shoulder length, with green eyes. But I have been told that I have a killer body, whatever that means, my stats are 34C-22-34. These are the tales of my Aunt Val's continued influence on me. This is part 2 of a 4 part series...
Sorry for the delay in finishing this story. Got sidetracked, however the real Jen from Louisiana, the little darling she is, kept nagging me like the proverbial Mother-in-law so here are the final three chapters. Recapping the characters: My Ma, Pa, older brother Jethro and younger sister Trixie My Uncle Jimmy & Aunt Shirley, and their 2 sons, Stan & Billy...