My name is Lucy and I had just finished my first semester at college, so I had returned home to my parents. My room was still the same, right next to Daddy's and Mom's. I had heard them for years making love. It always turned me on, and I had masturbated to my Mom's cries of...
The first semester of my second year of college flew by quickly. I finished my last final, packed up my car, locked up my dorm room, and headed home for winter break on December 17. My dad was in Las Vegas on a business trip, and my mom took a week’s vacation to join him there, so I would be...
This is a fantasy and a dream. I have wanted my stepdaughter, Beth, since her tits began to swell and grow over the last couple of years. She is 20 now and her tits didn't even begin to swell until she turned 17, a late bloomer you might say. She is a little thing, not quite 5 feet tall and...
Daddy and I have always had a special bond. He and I would travel together, go out to dinner together, and share every detail of our lives with each other.
Lately though, I've been noticing my daddy adjust his boxers a little more when I'm around, stare a little too long at my 34C...
When it came to sex, I was a late bloomer. I had just turned 18 and still hadn't so much as touched as boy's penis. Of course I knew what sex was but I was naïve to most all the details. I believe the fact that my parents were very protective of me and paid a large amount of money...
Do you remember last Christmas Eve? Outside my house looked like a post card. The snow was still clean and the air was crystalline. Mom and I were laughing after too much eggnog as we started opening presents. As she unwrapped the last glittering red box, tears suddenly filled her eyes. It was...
My older sister Madison called and said we needed to talk about our mother. We met for coffee halfway between her house in Northwest Indiana and mine in Indianapolis. Madison told me that Mom was getting to the point where she needed more help than any one of us could give her at home. Mom...
My name is Rick. I am a 42 year old widower. My late wife, Diane, was killed two years ago by a guy high on drugs when he crashed into her car.
The bastard survived and was given too short of a sentence as far as I was concerned.
I was faced with bringing up our twin 16 year old daughters alone...
I tossed and turned in my sleep. The same nightmare over and over. I replayed the car crash, I heard the scraping of metal and screeching of rubber as if I was in the car again. I heard my Dad's screams and moans before we disappeared in to the murky water.
I woke with a start. Covered in a...
I have been living on my own, away at college now for the past two and a half years. I left home when I was barely seventeen years old, I graduated early at the top of my class. My parents were divorced when I was twelve, and from that point until I left for school, I lived with my mother. I...
