Taboo Porn Stories Page 10
"Madison I know you enjoyed that didnt you, you little faggot" I said as I reached the bedroom door.
" Yyyess daddy " he whimpered
" Tomorrow I want you completely shaven use your mothers hair remover and shave your cock dont let me down , understand ."
I shut the door and went to bed .
In the morning I went downstairs for coffee and waited.
I finished my cup showered then knocked on Madisions door and opened it.
He was there in his bed with his covers over his head.
I walked to the bed and pulled back the sheets.
There he was naked and smooth from the neck down his shaved cock laid ... Continue»
Hi, Readers.. Its me Kritagya again. I am now 29 years old, married and still on the hunt for women, girls and housewives who have an appetite for hard core no strings attached sex.. For those who have enjoyed reading my stories : ” Finally Nailed My Aunt” & “Finally Nailed Shalini Bhabhi” (Which was not posted by ISS due to some copyright issues but is available online) here comes a new offering from my end. Trust me its not at all fiction and is based on true events.
I hail from the city of Joy. I have been undertaking a professional course here and that’s when I met this Girl Soumya duri... Continue»
The story continues a few hours after I had sex with my m other-in-law.
So we're in the private Hospital room we had and I sat next to Gill holding her hand,as her mum sat next to me! I wondered what it felt like for Joyce to have a cunt filled with her s on-in-law's sperm,as she sat there talking to her d aughter! It was all very civilised,and Joyce and I having sex was never mentioned..although when she visited Gill alone tomorrow when I was at work..guess they'd both compare notes! Joyce had told me about Elizabeth (Lizzie) she was a widow of 55 with 3 c***dren,2 grandc***dren and all he... Continue»
My mom had sounded very disappointed when I told her I wouldn't be able to make
it to their home for their 30th wedding anniversary.
"But, Richard, your b*****r can't be there either."
"Sorry, mom, but I can't get out of the trip I've got scheduled. And I'm not
responsible for Ross's life. What about Marie? Will she be there?"
"I haven't talked to your s****r yet so I'm not sure" I could hear the hurt in
her voice and it was hard to keep the secret of the plan we three siblings had
Ross, Marie, and I had already discussed mom and dad's anniversary and had
Susan and I had been best friends for the passed four years. We had met at a
previous job and had hit it off very quickly. Our life styles were very
different. My husband is a successful sales rep for a major computer company and
hers is a construction laborer. We live in relative comfort while they live the
life of the lower middle class. My husband is hard working and attentive; hers
is often d***k when he is not at work. But despite the differences, we genuinely
liked each other and enjoyed each others company.
Only in our looks were we similar, both being 39, about 5'6, a... Continue»
Sometimes you have to wonder. You can spend for ever on any possible site trying to find that little slut, or rather that little slut to be, as let's face it a good girl is only a slut in waiting and the interest is in finding that unspoilt little gem and mould it into the slut you want. So there you are spending your time looking at profiles, answering adverts, conversing in chatrooms to find, well, very few compatible persons, if any. And then one pops up in your flat out of nowhere without even having to look for her. What better than to have a young, but not too young, university student c... Continue»
My name is Laura. I am 22. I find older men attractive. For as long as I can
remember I have found older men so much more attractive and interesting than
boys my own age. I have been fascinated by their experiences, their wisdom, and
their confidence. There is a stability about older men that I always found
comforting. And to be perfectly honest, I liked the fact that older men had
money. Younger guys, my age, were either broke or spending ridiculous amounts on
fixing up cars or buying huge stereo systems for them. I enjoyed being spoiled
from time to time by the older men I kn... Continue»
My name is Melissa. I am 45, about 5'4", shoulder length red hair, and have
managed to keep my body in very good condition. I am a little plump, but my
curves are womanly as a woman should be. It isn't easy, but I have managed to
keep my figure to 38-26-36C with exercise and dieting.
Since being left a widow 10 years ago, my time has been devoted to providing a
home for my two sons, Kevin, 20 and Patrick, 18. They were just boys when their
dad was killed by a d***k driver, but they pitched in and helped me in every way
they could. The three of us became quite a team.
I wasn... Continue»
When I was 32, I went through a very messy and expensive divorce and asked my
parents if I could move back with them and share expenses. My mother was 53 and
was (and still is) very attractive, dark hair with a touch of gray, womanly
curves without being plump, and a pair of very nice round tits. My father was 60
at the time and had recently undergone prostate surgery and was still recovering
from that and appreciated having the help around the house during his healing
time. For several months this arrangement worked very well. They had their
privacy and I had my freedom. But o... Continue»
The arrival of my 50th birthday loomed like a dark cloud on the horizon.
Milestones like that lend themselves to introspection and self-evaluation. My
life was good, for the most part. I was a successful real estate agent. I had a
wonderful and thoughtful son, Brent, who was 28 and lived nearby. I had been
married for almost 30 years. Oops. It was at this point that my evaluation of my
"good" life ground to a halt.
My marriage of almost 30 years wasn't anything I wanted it to be. It had started
as new, exciting, and passionate, but moved quickly into thinly cloaked
"That was a delicious dinner, Monica," my husband, Roger, complimented me.
"Yeah, mom, your fried chicken beats the colonel all to hell" my son, Rick,
added and laughed.
"Mom, I'm gonna weigh 200 pounds if you keep feeding me like this" my daughter,
Angie faux-complained. Since she weighed probably no more than 120, I didn't
think she had much to worry about.
Amy, our other daughter, just rubbed her tummy and blew out her cheeks to show
how full she was. I had to laugh at her funny expression.
I enjoyed cooking for my f****y. I enjoy doing things for my f****y and with my... Continue»
One evening the f****y went out for the night and I was left at home with my babysitter Lauren. I had often fantasized about her, I found her very alluring. She was quite chubby and through her clothes seemed to have amazing set of boobs and a chubby arse on her, she had just got back from work when she had to come right to our house so that she could watch over me that night. She began to have a shower and I had been in my room playing with myself to a playboy magazine, when I decided since the bathroom doors didn't have any locks on them to see if I could sneak a peak.
I carefully opened... Continue»
My eyes widened but I couldn't manage to stop stroking. I just sat there, slowly stroking as my mom went around my room picking up my dirty laundry. When she finished, she glanced up at me.
"And what about those clothes?" she asked.
I didn't know what she was talking about.
"The ones you are wearing."
"Those are old too yah know. Give them to me. I want to do all the laundry."
I didn't move. There was no way I could just take off the clothes I am wearing.
"Come on, son," she sighed as she approached me.
She dropped the other clothes she had next to the bed and... Continue»
Jackie Malone pulled into her driveway and pressed the button for the automatic garage door opener. After work she stopped by a local grocery store where she did some shopping for dinner which she would be making later that evening. Her three boys came running out of the side door to help her carry the groceries inside. She popped the trunk as her boys kissed her on the cheek one by one. Her husband John greeted her as well. She kissed him on the cheek and said with a smile. "What do I owe this nice welcome to?" John was smiling "How was work honey." Jackie took off her jacket and handed her p... Continue»
It was just after our 15th anniversary and we had spent the Saturday shopping for new clothes. Lynn, my wife, bought a new skirt and I noted that it was shorter than she had been wearing lately as the current fashion was pencil skirts. I told her that I thought that she would look great in it, especially as I liked to see her legs when we go out in the evenings.
We had booked a table at our favorite Thai restaurant for the evening, where the atmosphere was always alive and buzzing and I hoped that she would wear her new skirt tonight. That evening Lynn took a long bath and shaved all the bi... Continue»
Life's a bitch, and so am I now
This is a fiction story!! The people in the story are not real!
Please exsuse the puntuation and spelling I'm just a blond sissy!
I start of my story with my wife leaving to go bingo with her mum, as soon as the car pulls away I'm up to my secret girl cloth's and sex toys.
I am a sissy cross dresser, I can't help it i love the feel and how girlie it makes me look. I have tried many times to stop but I cant, so i lay on my bed and put my computer on. I don't know why but I needed to feel a bbc cock, just to see what it is like I wasn't going to su... Continue»
I Help My Aunt, Who Helped Mom
My mom and I have lived alone since I was nine years old when my dad just up and left us and never returned, or even calls to talk to me, or even see how I’m getting along, or invites me to stay with him, where ever he maybe in this world.
My mom never dates any one, she doesn’t go out drinking or partying any more, since dad up and left us, and she could have any man that she wanted, unless it is because my mom has a k** to raise and they don’t want any k** to get in the way of him and my mom, because mom and I are very close as any mother and son can be, ... Continue»
Sam came home to find the house empty. He performed his ritualistic
coming home actions: placing the keys on the key rack, emptying his pockets
of their items, and finally changing into more comfortable clothes suitable
for lounging around the house. He made a perfunctory check around to house
to see if anyone was home but out of view. He almost always jerked off
while his wife and stepdaughter were away. Pretty much, he was checking to
see if things were a go for a quick toss-off. He stepped into his
stepdaughter's room to see if she was actually there or not. Looked around
I stood in the front doorway, mouth hanging open like the village idiot.
In front of me were a pretty auburn-haired thirty-something woman and an
absolute knock-out around my own age. And the woman had just introduced
herself as my new step-mother, Lynn, with her daughter, Holly. This was my
new steps****r? I'd envisioned a nine-year old brat. What I'd got instead
was a nubile fifteen-year old with clear blue eyes and copper hair in those
mini-braids that make a girl look like a hippy, or an elvish princess.
This was definitely the second version, in spite of the dusting of fr... Continue»
My f****y moved in the middle of a school year and I went to live with my s****r and her boyfriend so I could stay at my school and be near my friends I get on really well with my s****r so it was a sweet arrangement but there was one Lil problem I had the biggest crush on her boyfriend. My s****rs the oldest and I'm the youngest so there's a really big gap between us and her boyfriend was older again but I didn't care he was fit and I couldn't stop how I felt for him. They had a 2 bed apartment pretty small but cozy for the three of us. They spoiled me like I was there own and everything was ... Continue»