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...
My mother rewarded me for doing well in my first year at university by organizing a holiday to stay with her sister. My mother was 40 and her sister a few years younger and living in some sort of hippie community up the coast with plenty of surfing and swimming and sun. My aunt and uncle picked me up from the train and we drove to their house. We drove off t...
"What about you, Jenna, what's your idea of the perfect man?" I strained my ear to listen. "Someone tall, well built, around thirty, and yeah, I'd like to do a black man, too," she said with a sexy laugh. Apparently, she wasn't very choosy either. Again, except for the age and skin color, even I could fill that bill. It's typical how younger women want ol...
Chapter 25 -- The Lady of Chaos, the Demon Web Pits and Memories Best Forgotten Natalie bled from her fingers and toes where her nails had been pulled out and she whimpered and cried and gave another scream when Talshal walked to her with a whip in her hand. As the priestess raised her hand Natalie closed her eyes to await the blow but it never came and she...
Chapter Seven Shower Surprises The next morning everything seemed to be just normal at Surrogate Farm. I went to work and mucked out my stable, washed the horses and had breakfast. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. No one mentioned or gossiped about the fact that one of the stable girls, Emma, had been punished the day before. No one seemed to think...
The next morning I grabbed a quick shower, dried off and sat down at the breakfast table with a mug of coffee and a bowl of raisin bran. Julie was also sitting at the breakfast table and staring at me with a manic smile. It was really creepy. Nobody should look that happy at 6:58 in the morning. I tried drinking my coffee, and hoped that after I had some...
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...
Author's note: This story has been written at the request of Jen. She does exist, lives in Louisiana, and Uncle Jimmy also really exists. However his shenanigans are purely the figment of Jen's very fertile imagination and the author's wayward sexual deviancy. Jen wants a slow build up in the story, so what Jen wants, she gets. I need to point out that thi...
Part 1-'The Beginning' This is the true story of a shy reclusive young women waking up to real life and finding the enjoyments of life with the help of her Aunt Val. Written by me, Connie! This is the first part of a 4 part series. Please read them all. Let me get this out of the way first thing. I was not a pretty girl; at least I didn't think so. I consi...
Part 1. Don, "Gee Rhonda, it's been over al most two months since Jay and Lauren joined our Club. I think things are going well, don't you. " Sipping on her usual after dinner cup of coffee. "I guess so. You probably noticed, we've gotten into an event pattern that favors the men's sex needs on Monday's and the women on Thursday's." "You're right. But tha...