The next day I went to Aunt Jill’s (my father’s older sister house). I hadn’t seen her for awhile, and stopped going regularly to visit her after my mid-teens. Although I remember I used to go a lot, and when Aunt Jill came down stairs to greet me, I remembered why. “Hello darling” she said as she bounced her way to me. “Hi Aunt Jill.” I said as I gazed at...
Author's Note: Sexy succubus time again! This chapter is going to build up the relationship between our two lovers even more, and introduce some new characters. All characters in this story are 18 or older. This is a work of fiction, so any resemblances to real places, people, or events are purely coincidental. As always, I hope you enjoy. *** So, it's bee...
Chapter 1 My First Time I was 18 years old that summer. It was a long hot summer and I worked hard. I was staying with my uncle during the week because of a job I had taken in a town about 60 miles from my home. On the weekends I normally went home. One week I decided to stay over and check out the local ladies. It just so happened that my uncle, who...
"I'm home" I yelled out as I walked in the door at 7:15pm. "It's about time." my step-mom Sharon replied. "Oh my" I said as I had a look at Sharon, who was wearing a tight light pink shirt, with a very open front. She was mopping the kitchen floor, with her tits held tightly in her top. You could see her lovely smooth legs there, side by side as her jeans...
I had been staying with my Aunt Alice in Virginia for the summer. It had been long and hot, but we were now approaching fall and the temperature had started to cool at last. I was sad because I would be saying goodbye in a few days to return home to prepare for my final year at high school. It was my eighteenth birthday and Aunt Alice had promised me a spec...
Giovanni "Jack" Piscopo was a regular guy like his dad; he was five foot nine inches tall and had a mesomorphic frame with just a little extra in the waistline with out getting to the "love handle stage. He had dark blackish-brown hair with blue eyes that belied his Italian heritage to all who didn't know better. He met Jeanie Mahoney at a dance in the summe...
My name is Susan Mitchell, and my story is true. That is seems wild and incoherent I am aware, however it's truthfulness remains, for this is what has happened... no, what IS happening to me. To tell myself that it is over would be a joke. I know that door will open soon, when it does I may never be able to write again, so getting down my story now is impera...
This love story could have been submitted in the Incest section but since for the most part its bisexual, transsexual and cross-dressing, I decided not to offend the incest purist and submit it here. All the characters are of course fictional. Not sure why I couldn't get one of the volunteer editors to help me, lord knows I needed one and I certainly did try...
That evening, being a Friday evening was the time when the neighborhood kids played basketball or football. Today, it was football day. Initially, they used to play girls against boys. However, that got tiring pretty soon due to the one-sided results since the boys were nowhere as athletic or physically strong as the girls, so eventually they made them into...
"I'm glad you called to let me know you were going to be late last night, Tommy," Aunt Karen told the young man Monday morning while they ate breakfast. "That was so polite of you." She gave her daughter a rather stern glance as she said it. "Come on, Mom, don't start on that call if you're going to be late stuff already," Kim said, a pretty pout on her fac...