Incest

For the last few months I have shared my house with a hot sexy woman and her equally hot sexy daughter.

My name is Chris, I am 44 years old, 6′2″ 190 pounds. I own a 3 bedroom 2 bath house near Houston, Texas. I had been having some slight financial difficulties lately and decided to try to rent one of my spare bedrooms to help defray part of my house payment. To that end I had placed an online ad and an ad on the bulletin board of the nearest college offering to rent out the room.

The ad read as follows:

“Room for rent in 3 bedroom 2 bath house, close to the college area. Looking for a female room mate only. Bedroom and semi private bath included plus privileges to use the rest of the common areas of the house. Rent will be $350 a month or $250 plus light house keeping duties.”

I also gave my e-mail addy and phone number.

I advertised for a female room mate due to the fact that I really had no desire to have to look at some other guy hanging around my house all the time and figured I would be more apt to find a woman willing to do the house keeping chores. Plus I hoped to find a nice bit of eye candy to look at every day in my home. I hadn’t had any relationships with a woman since before my last girlfriend had split taking me for about $700 in the process about two years ago.

So I waited to see what kind of response I would get from my ad. After a couple of days I got the first call, it was from a coed at the local college. Almost as soon as she heard a male voice answer the phone she was ready to hang up. She told me that she needed a room but was unwilling to share a house with a man she didn’t know and said, “Thanks anyway.” and hung up. This same thing happened over and over again. I was just about resigned to thinking I had been overly optimistic about finding a female room mate when the phone rang again. I answered and there was a long pause before the person on the other end of the line said anything, I figure it was going to be the same as all the other responses to my ad. (more…)

The three of us, Kim, Julie and myself, sat basking in the afterglow of the fantastic sex we had just shared. I was still sitting on the floor in front of Julie between her legs as she reclined on the couch next to her mother. She had her legs crossed over my chest and her feet were resting on my dick slowly rubbing it back and forth. The relaxation we were enjoying, was suddenly interrupted by the ring of a cell phone. Julie sat up and swung her legs over my head and reached over to her bag and pulled out the phone and answered it.

“Hello…Hey Terri, what’s up?” she said and then was silent for a time as her friend on the other end spoke. “I think it will be okay but let me check with my mom,” Julie then turned to her mother and asked, “You don’t mind if I go hang out with Terri tonight for a while do you?”

“What about moving the rest of our stuff in, we need to finish that first,” Kim said to Julie.

“But mom, all that is left are a few boxes and they are all in your car, can’t you and Chris get those so I can go out with Terri?” Julie asked.

“I guess so but it doesn’t seem to be too fair to Chris to impose on him like that,” replied Kim.

I spoke up and said, “It’s no problem, I’ll be glad to help you move the rest of your stuff in. Julie can go be with her friend but just make sure not to get lost trying to find your way back here.”

Julies’ eyes lit up and she dropped down on the floor beside me and threw her arms around me and gave me a kiss on the lips and said, “Oh thanks Chris, you’re the best. And don’t worry, I won’t get lost!”

So after telling her friend the good news she jumped up and grabbed her top and pulled it back on and then stepped into her skirt and zipped it back up and then went over and kissed her mother goodbye and then gave me another kiss and ran out of the house. (more…)

My father is the eldest of several children, born in rural south Georgia to a farmer father and nurse mother. There were 7 kids, 3 sons, 4 daughters. The age difference between my dad and his youngest sister, who shall be called “Alice” for the purposes of this story, was 9 years. Alice had a daughter about two weeks before I was born, I’ll call her “Lynn”. (If you haven’t figured it out, I am trying to protect their identities. Anyone who knows me could figure out which aunt and cousin I am referring to….)

My father left home at a young age to join the military, and ended up making a career of it. So, during most of my younger childhood, we lived in places far away from his family, so I only got to see aunts, uncles and cousins on rare occassions. The first time I met Lynn, we were maybe 7 or 8, and we hit it off instantly, being the only cousins that age, most of the others being younger, and a few older. From then on, I would look forward to seeing her, since we were the same age and liked the same things.
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I sat in my bedroom, trying to do my homework and tune
out what was happening in the bedroom of my thirteen-
year-old sister, Reilly. The noises were really
distracting me from my chemistry assignment. I was
having enough trouble in the class; I didn’t need to
make it worse by not getting my homework right.

Finally after my fifth attempt at writing out the
chemical formula for dihydrogen-monoxide, I gave up and
stormed over to her bedroom door. I threw it open and
looked at the bed where she and my fourteen-year-old
best friend, Jake, were buck naked. He was on top of
Reilly, fucking her brains out.

“Hey!” I snarled. Both kids looked up. I could see
Jake’s penis disappearing into my sister’s vagina. It
was a penis I knew well. He was close to my age, I was
fifteen, and we’d known each other for a long time.
We’d seen each other naked a lot and used to jerk and
suck each other on a daily basis before we started
fucking girls. Hell, we even still did it sometimes,
though not lately. Not since he started fucking my
sister. That would have just been weird. (more…)

I was bummed because my brother was bummed. His name was Parker
and he’d turned twelve today. Both our parents were out of town
on business all week, though, which meant he hadn’t had much of a
birthday. They’d promised him something very nice when they came
back, but it still wasn’t the same.

To make matters worse, I’d tried to bake him a cake when I got
back from my classes (I was taking late afternoon classes at a
local community college, hoping that would lead me to a good
future). I was eighteen, smart, capable and shouldn’t have had
any problem with baking a cake. But I’d burned it to a crisp.

“I’m really sorry,” I said to him again as we looked at the
charred mess that had come out of the oven.

Parker shrugged. “That’s ok, Laney. I know you tried.”

We ate dinner in silence after that, then Parker went quietly up
to his bedroom, leaving me feeling totally crappy cause now I had
nothing for him (his cake was meant to be his birthday present. I
was poor and couldn’t afford anything decent). I started to think
about what else I might be able to give him as a present. (more…)

Steve had been looking forward to this day for months.
But it was finally June 6, and his wait would soon be
over. He watched the clock all through Trig class,
the last class of the day. Finally the bell rang, and
he raced his classmates to the door.

What he was eager for wasn’t graduation and the end of
school, though. That was still a few weeks away. He
was looking forward the return of his brother Mark from
college.

Mark was only a year and a half older than Steve, so
the two had always been close growing up. They played
together, had hung out with the same friends, and even
shared clothes. If not for the fact that they were in
separate grades in elementary school, they might as
well have been joined at the hip.

But Mark had graduated from high school, and last Fall
went away to college out east. Mark and Steve still
talked frequently on the phone and exchanged e-mail,
but it was clear that Mark had developed a bit of a
life that didn’t include him, so Steve was glad to be
getting his best buddy back.

Steve could tell that Mark was holding some information
back whenever he asked about Mark’s friends at college,
and whether he was dating anyone.

Steve guessed that Mark had at least gotten laid, and
couldn’t wait to pump his brother for the details.
After all, he’d be going to college in the Fall and
wanted to know what he could look forward to.

Mark was sitting in the family room watching TV when
Steve ran in the front door. Mark immediately stood
up and hugged his little brother tightly. (more…)

My sister was in a foul mood as she sat down next to me
on the couch. I looked up from the book I was reading
and at her.

“What’s wrong?”

Rachel sneered a little. She was eleven, a year younger
than me, and sneered a lot these days.

“You know how I was supposed to be at Mike’s house all
day today?”

“Yeah?” Mike was her best friend.

“Well… his mom said I couldn’t be over while she was
gone so I can’t go over there.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. I’m really mad about it.”

I nodded and then laughed a little as I figured
something out. “You know, right, why she won’t let you
be there without her around?”

“Why, Rob?”

“Well, she’s probably scared you and him are going to,
you know, fool around.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… like… sex…”

Rachel blushed. “Oh… oh! No! We aren’t doing anything
like that! We’re just friends with each other, that’s
all! It’s not like he’s my boyfriend or anything.”

“I know, I know. But his mom doesn’t know.”

“Oh.”

I eyed Rachel. “How do you even know anything about sex
anyhow?”

“Because I’m not stupid.” (more…)

It had been a long winter and spring was just about over, the hot winds rolled out over the waters of the Saint Laurence river and you could hear the bustle of the humans coming out of the hibernation that Montrealers go through it was not a scorching day and for my lack of anything better to do I went for a walk with my brother. sam and i had a very open kind of brotherhood but had never dreamed of the events that would unfold on that day.

As we walked we talked about girls and stuff, his girl had just left him and he was feelin a lil down so i asked him if i could help make him feel better. he shrugged and we kept walking till we hit ontario street and realized we had walked for nearly two hours and we were both now getting very hot because it was about noon and it was about 30 degrees out i looked at him and askedif he wanted to go for a swim at the pool near by cuz they didnt mind if we only used boxers, he shrugged and nodded as we headed of towards the pool. we went in I paid the 6 $ admision charge and went to the changing room, the place was deserted so we didnt rush in getting ready. we swam for about an hour before the chlorine was really starting to sting my eyes and i shouted at my bro that i needed to grab a shower he said okay and we went to the shower room. (more…)

I was 17 when this Christmas story took place. Both of my older sisters and their families were coming over for dinner and to exchange gifts. Each sister had 2 kids, 1 boy and 1 girl. Both boys were 9 and both girls were 11.
We finally finished eating and were gathering in the den to open gifts. The adults took all the seats and the kids were expected to sit on the floor. The den wasn’t very big, so by the time my nephews and one niece sat down, there was no room for my other niece, Jessica. I offered her a seat on my lap and she quickly accepted, jumping on me and turning around to face away from me. My chair was kind of off in the corner of the room, so we were somewhat behind everyone else.
I was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and Jessica was wearing a cute little flimsy red skirt that came to her knees. When she hopped up on my lap and spun around, the back of her skirt flipped up, so although she was completely covered in the front and the sides, the back of her skirt was flipped up over my waist and the only thing between her ass and my pants was her panties.
There were no problems at first, but as we got into the presents, she got more and more excited. The more excited she got, the more she wiggled and squirmed around. It was fine at first, but soon I started getting that all too familiar feeling in my pants. I was starting to get aroused, but didn’t know what I should do about it, so I just sat there. (more…)

Hi my name is Josh Stevens, I am 19 years old and I have sex with my mum, let me tell you the story of how it started 3 years ago when I was 16 and she was 36.
I had two friends while growing up, Jack and Terry, we all grew up together, all hit puberty together and all started developing an interest in girls together, we all also learned about masturbation together which was our favourite group activity back then.
Usually we would go round each others houses when the parents were out of the house, sit in a circle and talk about girls we liked and what we would do to them, we would swap masturbation techniques, stories on what we had supposedly done (all of it false, we were all complete and utter virgins), sometimes one of us would bring a magazine or a video that we would jerk off to and occasionally we would just sit around and talk about family, school, sports and life. Those guys were like my brothers to me and I still think of them as brothers even though we have all moved on.

It all took place on one particular Sunday, I was waiting upstairs for Jack and Terry to show up for a session, we had the whole evening to ourselves as my Mum was going out with friends for the hen night of someone from her work. (more…)

The first time my little brother and I fucked, it was
an accident, really. Certainly we never meant for it
to happen; we’d never thought of each other in a sexual
way until that night. Now we’re inseparable.

It happened when our folks went out of town for the
weekend a couple of months ago, and we decided to have
some friends over for a little party. My buddy Debby
brought the beer, and Jerry’s friend Bob brought his
luscious self. We danced and smooched a little, then
we played some cards, and we went through a twelve-pack
between us.

That was more than enough for me: I was really blasted
by then, and I made it clear to hunky Bob that I was
perfectly willing and ready for a little action. I
even massaged his crotch with my foot while we were
playing cards.

At seventeen, I’m no virgin. I like sex and make no
bones about it. I’m tall, and have a good body. My
boyfriends find it irresistible.

That night I was wearing a halter-top, which left my
flat midriff bear, over a pair of denim shorts cut
just below my crotch. I have to admit that I was disap-
pointed that my dreamboat didn’t seem interested.
Finally about midnight, I decided to turn in.

I made my way back to my bedroom, which I had planned
to share with Debby; but I’d already let her know in
my subtle way that if I got lucky she should sleep on
the couch. I was still hoping that Bob joining me, so
I went to bed nude. I tried to keep myself awake for
him by fingering myself, so I’d be good and ready, but
after about a half-hour I finally fell asleep.

I woke up suddenly, some time later, when a taut, slim
masculine body slipped in beside me and pressed its
length up against my backside. ‘About time, Bobby,’ I
thought. I pretended to be asleep, although I kept my
eyes open. It was pitch black in my room, so Bobby
wouldn’t be able to tell I was awake. I wanted to see
what he’d do. (more…)

I hated my little brother when I was young. He was a
jerk, always badgering me and aggravating me. He teased
me about boyfriends and constantly messed with my stuff.
I used to call him “little Shit”.

I am five years older than Kevin, so when he was eleven I
was sixteen. Both of my parents worked so we were home
for several hours each afternoon while my parents were
still at work. I can almost tell you the day Kevin
started to masturbate. He would come home every day and
either lock his bedroom door or go into the bathroom and
lock that door and spend hours there. I didn’t mind so
much him jacking off in his room, but we only had one
bathroom . When he was in there I had no place to go, so
I was furious at him for spending so much time. Kevin
also was in the habit of popping in on me in my room. I
knew what the little shit was up to. I had matured into a
very sexy body with small but very cute tits and a great
ass. I was a very nice looking girl at 16 as I am now.
Kevin wanted a sneak peek.

One day I was fuming over him being in the bathroom. I
yelled at him ” Kevin, I know that you are in there
beating off. You’re not fooling anyone!” He did not
respond at the time, but later he knocked on my door.

When I let him in he asked, “Why did you say that about
me?” I replied that I knew what little boys did in locked
bathrooms. I said, “Kevin, its ok for you to be jacking
off if that makes you happy. Just do it in your own room
so I can use the bathroom.” (more…)

I said “Sis it’s hard for a guy to pee when he has an erection” she didn’t understand what I meant or maybe she thought I was just trying to get out of peeing in for her. I still couldn’t get the sight of her with her legs spread and the pee squirting from her smooth hairless lips. I told her that I would try but she would have to be patient, so I turned my back to her and pulled down my swimmers now with my but exposed to my sis made me very horny and very hard. She told me that she wanted to see the front not the back so she quickly moved in front of me. Staring at my penis she demanded that I pee, so I tried and tried but I was to nervous, then finally it started to flow , well what my sister did next really shocked me, she walked behind me and grabbed my penis and used it like a hose directing my pee in all directions. Well having her behind me pressing her body against my bare ass I was in so much pain with my erection. Then when I finally finished she kept saying “ don’t stop” I told her that was all I had but she kept waving my penis around. As she tugged on my penis I felt her bikini bottom rubbing on my butt and she kept tugging when finally I had my first ejaculation, ill never forget that feeling with my sisters hand on my penis and her body rubbing on my naked butt.

I turned around facing sis and my penis was touching her stomach she just stood there and we looked into each others eyes. I was a bit worried about what I was going to ask next but I thought I didn’t have much to lose. (more…)

It had just been me and my Daddy for a few years now. Mom had taken off with a new guy and pretty much forgot all about us. We made the best of it and Daddy had always been the best.

I knew Daddy wouldn’t be home from work for at least another hour, so I opened the refrigerator door and took out one of his beers. Popping off the top, I hopped up on the counter and proceeded to take long drinks from it. I drank it pretty fast, just in case Daddy came home early. After I finished it and sat there for a few minutes, I decided what the hell and grabbed another one. I slammed that one down and threw the bottles away, getting a bit of a buzz right away.

I wandered into the living room and turned on the TV, lying down on the floor on my belly. A little while later, Daddy’s truck pulled up into the driveway. I tried to pretend like I wasn’t swimming from this buzz when you walked in.

“Hi baby,” you said, as you put the stuff you were carrying on the table.

“Hi Daddy,” I answered back, pretending to be engrossed in the TV.

You walked into the kitchen, flipping through the mail, as I breathed a sigh of relief. I could hear you open the fridge, and then close it. After a few minutes, you returned to the living room and sat down on the couch behind me. I continued to pretend to watch TV, kicking my legs together.

“A long hard day at school, huh baby?” Daddy asked me. (more…)

Mark tried not to shiver as his mother leaned heavily against him, tried not to enjoy the softness of her body or the flowery smell of her hair. Tried not to get a hard on again. She looked up at him, smiling, and giggled drunkenly as he fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. “You’re so sweet to help me home,” she said, then lifted up on her toes to kiss his cheek dangerously close to his lips.

“Mom, you’re drunk,” he said, more to remind himself than her, to convince himself that she was flirtatious because of the liquor and because she was angry at Dad. “I couldn’t let you drive home like this. Come on, let me get you inside.”

She giggled again but let him guide her through the doorway into the spacious parlor at the front of the house. As he closed the door he couldn’t help watching the sway of her ass as she staggered away from him, letting his eyes roam over her mature body appreciatively. How long had he had fantasies about her? Since puberty, he reckoned, but there was a vast difference between fantasy and reality. Or so he’d always thought. (more…)

“Sure, I understand,” Nick said into the phone. “No, no hard feelings. Well, nice talking to you.”
“Shot down again, huh?” His son Anthony came ambling in from the kitchen.
“Yeah,” Nick said, “and thanks for the sympathy. Hey, are you doing anything Saturday night? Maybe we could rent a video, or…”
“Sorry, Dad, no dice. I’ve got to work.” Anthony plopped down in front of the TV as Nick’s other son, Joey, came through the front door. “Hey, Joey,” Anthony called out. “Dad struck out with some woman again. You busy Saturday night?”
“Uh, no,” Joey said. “Why?”
“To go out with Dad,” Anthony explained patiently.
“Oh. Uh, I’m busy.”
“But Joey,” Nick broke in. “You just said you were free!”
“Uh — something came up?”
“But…”
Not waiting for the rest, Joey ducked into the kitchen.
Just then Nick’s daughter, Blossom, came down the stairs. She was about 16, just on the verge of true womanhood. She hid a developing body in an agglomeration of bits and pieces of old clothes, but her growing breasts and slender legs were becoming too noticeable to be hidden. Nick had done the best he could raising her on his own these last few years since the divorce, but secretly he feared he hadn’t done enough. Was she ready for adulthood — and adult relationships? One son was a recovering addict, another was — not to put it too bluntly — dumb as a rock. Blossom was his last hope. (more…)

It’s been my dream, all my life, to be understood. Properly understood,
on every level. Not just intellectually, but emotionally and sexually as
well. Without the combination of all three, I doubt the ultimate close
relationship is possible.

After a failed marriage and with no children, I set out in the middle of
my life feeling like I was a young bachelor again. I had experienced the
frustration of being in a relationship that didn’t quite work, and yet I
had a much better idea of what I really wanted.

Not that I had any crazy fantasies that I insisted on playing out,
merely that I knew the kind of woman with whom I could feel complete. I
had come so very close in my marriage, yet fallen at the final hurdle.
My ex-wife is blonde, slim and with the most perfect pert breasts you
could imagine. Her gentle Scandinavian features gave way to impressive,
feminine hips, and powerful legs. Her muscular body feels warm, yet firm
to the touch. She gives the impression of being a coiled spring, ready
to explode. (more…)

Hi reader another blockbuster for you read and write to me.

My name is Annie. I live with my husband of 20 years and our son Elvis. Everything was normal until one day when Elvis asked me to let him see me naked.
Elvis a good looking although extremely shy young man. He has a lot of friends but has never had a girlfriend. From talking to the other mothers at school events it seams that Elvis is the last of his group to be dating. Hearing them complain about the girls calling and coming over made he glad that he was less outgoing.

Then “it” happened. It was a Saturday and Elvis and I were having breakfast. I had just put his plate in front of him and when I looked up he was looking down my blouse. “What are you doing Elvis” I said. He didn’t or couldn’t answer but I kept asking questions.
“Were you looking down my blouse?”
“What did you think you would see?”
“Why would you do something like that, I’m you own mother”

There was still no response from Elvis, and then I asked, “Is there something you want to say to me?”
He looked me in the eyes and said “Can, can I see you”. “Can I see you naked?” (more…)

Mary Desmond was sixteen and hot to fuck. She straightened as she stepped from the shower. The warm air felt wonderful upon her naked teenaged body. The shower would help her look fresh for the act she would be doing on stage.

She was sharing her dressing room with her brother, Ronny. He had used the shower first, and then she had gone in. The warm water had excited her.

Her tits bobbed on her chest. She moved carefully. She liked the feel of her flesh sliding freely. She glanced over at the mirror in the corner and could see her white body clearly. Her thick brown nipples became stiff as she stared. The puffy lips of her pussy were slightly wet from excitement. She shook her head. She mustn’t let Ronnie know about her sexual fever.

She felt guilty each time the passions overtook her. She was brought up in a very religious family, and wasn’t accustomed to such strange feelings. Her thoughts were interrupted momentarily when she heard her brother dressing on the other side of a screen which divided the room.

Her tits were full and heavy. They had already reached their maximum size. She smiled at her reflection. Her thick brown nipples were stiff and sensitive now. She reached up slowly and caressed them. She stifled a moan of excitement.

Mary watched her fingers slid from her melonlike tits down her sides. The satiny smooth feeling of her skin was bringing hot blood to the surface of her body. (more…)

My name is logan and I am 23 years old now. This is the story of how I got my sister in bed. She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. Her name is selvam She is 30 yrs old now. And Her Bust Size is 42C just prefect with two fluffy black nipples with dollar-sized areolas. Her waist is 38 inches and her ass is 48. She is black in color and has black hair with fair highlights, the best combo in the world. I have wanted my aunt every since I started masturbation which was since the age of 18. She is a mom to two, but still looks gorgeous. She is married to my mom’s brother (uncle).

After some days, we became very close friends rather than brother and sister. We started to talk erotic conversation very often. I came to know that she is not sexually satisfied with her husband. After giving birth to two children, my uncle never stays home. So sister was getting more and more frustrated. (more…)

My father had passed away when I was only a young man, but my mother raised me well. We”d been through some hard times together, but had always come out ahead.

On the occasion of my nineteenth birthday, I arrived home from the local college, where I was attending classes, and found my mother drinking tequila and tanning, naked in our back yard.

I had always found her to be very sexy. Most of my other male friends said she was “Hot”, too.

I stared at her through the glass doors leading to our back yard, as she rolled onto her back and began rubbing lotion onto the insides of her thighs.

“Here was my chance,” I thought, as I slid open the doors, walked to her side and smiled, offering to rub the lotion on for her.

She was pretty drunk, by then, so she smiled and said, “Sure, Cutie.”

As I began slowly rubbing the lotion up and down her thighs, her breathing steadily deepened. My cock had gotten rigid, at the thought of being this close to such female perfection.

“MMMMM, Baby,” she said. “My body has ached for you for such a long time!” (more…)

My Nineteenth year in life, changed me forever.

I got out of high school on the 15th of June. My Dad was sitting at the table as my Mom was cooking breakfast. He had the newspaper open to the classifieds. I noticed that he had drawn some circles in the help wanted section.

There was a job working on a farm. My Dad asked me if I was interested in it, I said that I was.

We called the farmer, and the Farmer knowing my dad, hired me on the spot.

That afternoon my Dad, Mom and I went to the farm.

I would work for room and board plus a wage. I was to buck hay bails on a truck and unload them in the barn.

My folks dropped me off and left me in care of the farmer’s wife.

We worked in the hot sun from dawn to dusk.

As the summer went on I was growing like a wild weed. I went from five foot six, 160 lbs. To a grand five foot ten and a 190 lbs. I packed on a lot of hard muscle. (more…)

Heather awoke to the low moaning hum of wind hurling itself against the house. Then she heard the comforting thump of the heater turning itself on. The storm had started around noon the day before and by dark it had turned into a full-blown blizzard. By the time she had gone to bed, the lawn had already been covered with deep, rolling snowdrifts.

Rolling over, she reached over to the nightstand by her bed and flicked on the radio. She lay there listening to the music for several moments before the announcer came on. He stated that the snowstorm had closed the town of Elkhorn. Every thoroughfare, every business and all the schools were closed until further notice. He then warned everyone to stay inside because of the extreme wind chill outside. The temperature was five above, but with the strong wind accompanying the storm, the wind chill was thirty below. ‘Just bundle up and stay inside’ was his last admonition before the music resumed.

A person would have to be crazy to venture out on a day like this, she thought, yawning and stretching to loosen her tight muscles. After a few moments of stretching and yawning, she sat up. Even though the storm had made prisoners of her and her two sons, Rick and Tim, she felt safe. They were used to such storms and she always kept the house well stocked with the essentials. They also had portable generators and all kinds of emergency equipment should the power fail and leave them at the mercy of the raging tempest outside. (more…)

Christina still recalled the day when she was only a 19-year-old girl that discovered she was pregnant. Her parents were strict catholic people, who would never understand why a girl would want to have a child without being married. The father of Christina’s baby was a fellow she had met at the restaurant where she worked as a waitress. He was tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Christina fell for him but realized she’d made a mistake by sleeping with him. He worked as a traveling salesman and once he left, he never came back.
Christina left her home, in shame and kept working until she could no longer work. She lived with a friend for a while but after she had her baby, she knew she had to go out and get her own place.
Christina had a baby boy whom she named Adam. He was the most precious thing she’d ever seen. He was born with his father’s blue eyes but with his mother’s dark brown hair. He didn’t cry much, only when Christina had to go to work and left him with his babysitter. (more…)

chapter 1

Tess pulled her mouth off her brother’s pulsing cock.

“Mmmm, God,” she grinned. “Is that good!”

“Just hurry up,” Jeff panted. He clutched the back of her head and pressed it closer to his glistening prick. He swiveled his hips upward, trying to force his cock back into her mouth.

Tess swung her head to fling blonde hair out of her face.

“Just hold your horses!” she gasped. “I’m doing the best I can!”

She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the bulbous prickhead.

Jeff raised his hips still higher, eager to feel her mouth encircle his entire cockshaft. He pressed a little more firmly on the back of her head at the same time, feeling his aching cock sink farther into his sister’s mouth.

“Mmmm, yeah!” he whispered. “That’s it! Suck as much of my cock in your mouth as you can!”

He started to buck. His body quivered as he flexed his ass muscles. (more…)