England, 1780 He watched her hungrily, from the shadows of the forest. For over a week, he watched this female's movements. She had come down from London, to her Manor House in the country. A fine Frenchwoman, who escaped the uprising in France, having lost her husband in the same terror. Normally, these Englishwomen did not interest Morgaark. They were pa...
Ken wasn't thrilled to be taking his niece and nephew out 'trick or treat'n' on Halloween. He couldn't say no to his sister when she had asked him to do it as a big favor to her. She had always taken her children out on Halloween herself, but she had to work this year and needed her brother to take them for her. Kim promised to repay him sometime when he nee...
Gregory awoke with a sharp gasp, sitting bolt upright in bed. His sheets were drenched in a cold sweat. The nightshirt he wore clung to his skin like the gossamer strings of a spider's pulp around its prey. It had been the same dream. The dream that haunted him night after night. The bright lights, the shriek of tires and brakes on pavement, a car horn sound...
Tommy and his aunt, exhausted by their romp in the hay, stayed in bed for a while, talking and holding each other. Finally Tommy had to get up and get ready for work. He changed into work clothes, came out and found Aunt Karen in the kitchen, making dinner. She walked over to him, pulled him into her arms, and kissed him. "We'll have to be careful for the n...
Mommy, Lisa, and I had stayed in bed like this for at least an hour. We had sleepily napped as we held each other. I began to notice that I had the hard cock of my Mommy poking me in the stomach, as I felt my aunt Lisa's hard cock pressed against my back. I moaned as I rubbed up against them both. Mommy smiled warmly at me as she said, "Mmm...does my little...
A smile rose to my lips as I heard the crunching gravel outside, the sound of my husband's car returning, having collected my nephew from the train station. I opened the front door, ready to greet young Michael with a happy grin, long bare legs and acres of cleavage. It was a beautiful summer's evening and Gerald, my husband, knew I liked to dress for the we...
Darbe's booted heels clicked down the corridor with the shuffling echo of the young man behind him. Still struggling to put on his boots and eat his frozen waffle at the same time, he hopped on his left foot for a couple of steps, grabbed his helmet before it could fall out from under his arm, then stamped down on his right foot forcing it into the boot. Fin...
Jake sat in his bath. The heat from the water made the room feel like a sauna. The main mirror was steamed over and Jake could feel perspiration on his brow. His body tingled from the heat. Pores were opening and cleansing. His body was also tingling from the lotion that his Aunt had added to the water. The lotion was intended to remove his body hair. Not th...
Anita As we glided through the night, rising gently up and down with every pump of Saban's wings, I chewed my lip, worried. Ian. My nephew. He was a brave, rambunctious little scamp, and liked to go out at night, despite the best efforts of his parents, my brother and sister in law, to keep him inside. He was the most likely of the village children to have...
My first effort had evoked encouraging and a couple of disparaging remarks from those who had read my post. I am overwhelmed by those who have encouraged me to write again and am thankful even to those who have been suggestive. Even established writers make errors; I make no pretension of being one, so I was prone to make far more mistakes. Thanks for bearin...