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The first time that I really noticed that my aunt as more than an aunt was three weeks before my seventeenth birthday. My parents were going to Texas for business and left me with my Aunt Jennifer. She is a little shorter than me at about 5′4″, brown curly hair, and has a great body. She is a bit on the chubby side, but not too much, with a great ass and size C tits, but undoubtly her ass is her best feature. Aunt Jennifer is 56 and divorced with no children.
I was a bit annoyed that I had to [read more...]
Mum lay back and rested her head against the settee. The wine had taken its toll as she fell into a deep sleep. Much as I would have liked to exploit the situation I could not bring myself to do so. I covered her up with a rug but could not help fingering her cunt which was still wet and licking the slipperiness in my mouth. My cock stirred just a little.
I woke with a real hard on and suddenly recalled the events of last night and how delicious it had been. I got out of bed and walked naked [read more...]
I could clearly hear the squeak of bedsprings emanating from my daughter’s bedroom through the thin plaster walls of my bathroom. I knew she was being fucked because masturbation doesn’t make that much noise! However, I was surprised to find out that it was her brother who was fucking her. I had definitely heard her say, “Oh, yes! Scott, that feels so good.” I knew I wasn’t crazy, and the walls were not thick enough to have distorted her words that badly. No my children were involved in a sexual and incestuous relationship. It was a relationship filled with potential [read more...]
After our first time together Jake and I were insatiable. Every moment we could get together we took. He was in me for that year more than Jacob, my husband. I don’t know exactly how I was compartmentalizing this, but in my mind they were my lovers. I was theirs and I couldn’t muster any guilt at being with Jake. That doesn’t mean I didn’t contemplate the consequences of having your own son as a lover.
Jacob was an attentive lover, and the love of my life. He was, and is still, a good husband and father. For most women [read more...]
I looked at my wife Lin as she turned away from the sink, the last piece of crockery washed, dried and ready to put away. At 52 years of age she still looked good, indeed, with her regular weekly gym workouts I’d have defied anyone to have argued she was any older than early forties.
She turned towards one of the cupboards and I allowed my eyes to wander up and down the rear of her slim, lithe body. She was wearing the outfit I had asked her to, a pink, close knit cardigan, a short beige skirt and a light [read more...]
There was no question, a part of me was shocked yet at the same time I have to admit, it wasn’t as if the signs hadn’t been there and for that matter, for some long while. I guess the truth was I’d hoped it was little more than my imagination.
I eased back a little from my vantage point at the top of the landing, sure I couldn’t and wouldn’t be seen. For one, the two of them would have assumed I had gone to bed. The second reason being, sitting as they were on the sofa, pretty much with their [read more...]
If I were to give you a lot of background just now you might get board. So I will tell you how it started, and try to fit in the background as much as possible. I can only say that for me, this has been the greatest, most fulfilling adventure of my life. I am sixty-seven at this writing and it is still going strong; at least he is still going strong, and I am along for the ride.
Just a little background now, I was thirty-five when it all began. Then I was a petite size four. I was a [read more...]
Rhoda is a long time friend and neighbor. I’ve known her and her husband and her daughter Sharon for more than twenty years. They moved into my neighborhood when I was around seven years old. Sharon had just been born. My mother used to send me over with cookies and fresh baked pastries. It was her way of welcoming our new neighbors. Through the years, our families became almost as one. But, as I grew older, I developed other interests and didn’t spend as much time at Rhoda and Harry’s house as I had when I was in middle school. [read more...]
I have more episodes from my very beginnings with several of my office co-workers, but I think you have gotten the idea of how I started my massage career. You are probably getting impatient and are itching to read some of the more treasureable and sexier escapades of a horny massage specialist. I will include the sessions of Liz, Yolanda, Tina, Alice, Jennifer and others form my early days in later stories.
A couple of years have passed and I began a full time practice of massage. Not all massages were of the special type. Most were straight on the [read more...]
She returned carrying a tray of tea, she put it down and poured us both a cup. It was weird, she was wearing just stockings, suspenders and panties in front of me a paying guest and pouring tea like it was the most normal thing in the world.
I sipped the tea she handed me and wondered what to say to her, what do you say to a woman who 10 minutes ago sucked your cock, swallowed your sperm and who just handed you a cup of tea? So we sat in silence, I didn’t know what the next few hours [read more...]
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