Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** I have an aunt who is a stone fox. She's 5'7", dark brown hair, works out daily, and could literally be a photographer's model. She also has a magnificent pair of ta-tas with gorgeous, well-defined, dark pink nipples. Now you're probably wondering how I know about my aunt's nipples...
Hi everyone, this is my first attempt at writing a desi story. It is going to have a slow build up to the fun parts, so please have some patience. *** Sitapur was a picturesque rural setting at first glance, situated in Central India and untouched by most evils that comes along with modernism. With the main source of transportation being the Indian Railwa...
If you've read "The Birthday Suit Club, The Beginning" you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts. When she caught me trying to overhear her telling a friend of hers about a rec...
My recent history is that I've been divorced for five years, and in that time I've had four dates, two with the same guy, and I've slept with one man who couldn't 'get it up.' I'm 54 years old, blonde, curvy, and definitely not bad looking, and as a teacher I get long summer holidays, and I love my cricket. Cricket lovers know that 'Test Matches' can last u...
Nick and I plan a date night with another woman at least once a month. These women come from different venues: someone we meet on a porn or swingers sites, met at adult parties, met out somewhere and on occasion, someone that we already know where they know a little about our non-vanilla wild side. Often, these women are wives or are in a committed relations...
"Professor?" Laney stopped by the door. He looked up from his computer. "Laney, come on in." Laney was majoring in biology in college. She wanted to be a vet technician, or maybe even a veterinarian someday. Unfortunately a requirement of the curriculum was organic chemistry. Laney had already taken the first O-Chem course last year and failed. The profe...
Ok, so this one is different for me. The idea just hit me and I went with it. Hope you like it. I parked a couple of rows back and about a dozen spaces over from my wife's car, with an unobstructed view of the front door to the Happy Life Yoga Studio. I watched her enter the building, dressed in a pair of skin-tight, pink Lululemon exercise pants and matchi...
It was the summer of 2003 and Mike Jones was half way through the three hour train journey to visit his Mum for the summer holidays. He would be there for two weeks, as had been the routine for the past thirteen years; two weeks with his Mum and two weeks with his Dad. Mike had lived with his Dad for the last seven years but always looked forward to these tw...
It’s not like I’m a very hateful person by nature, but at that moment in time, I was fuming. My soon to be ex-wife was making life pretty miserable for me. She was trying to take all my worldly possessions, including my hard-earned money, which was lying in a joint account in the bank. That’s why I was there. To take care of that and stop the bleeding a litt...
We shared an economics class at university. She didn't say much in class and never came for coffee afterwards with the rest of the group. I watched her a lot, and she would glance away quickly when she caught my eye. Her name was Laura. She had a girly, pretty face, and her body was just about perfect. She was very slim with soft curves, and high, full breas...