"Dangit." Debbie thought to herself.
"I walked out without my fucking phone."
It was one of those Monday mornings for Debbie. She was going to have to drive all the way back home to get her phone. It was a little after ten-thirty so at least the rush hour traffic will have died down. Debbie is a fifty-four year old, divorced mother, whose daughter is home from college for the summer. Debbie imagined that Katie would probably sl**p until noon again, so she'd just slip in, grab her phone and not disturb her.
When Debbie got home she quietly went up to her bedroom, grabbed the phone fro... Continue»
It was a warm summer's evening as I stepped into our nice suburban home. Mom and dad were at work (like they always were, it seemed) and I have this stupid chemestry homework to get done for school tomorrow...
I grabbed a soda and headed out to the deck to enjoy the afternoon, well, as much as my 18 year old brain could absorb with this homework I grumbled.
When I stepped through the sliding glass door to our back deck, I heard the slow rumble of the hot tub to my left and saw my grandmother, Emily, lower herself in the water a few inches.
"Teddy, I wasn't expecting you." She said in... Continue»
Most stories about wife sharing/cuckolding seem to start out with how classically sexy the woman involved is. Slender, great figure, nice tits and so on. Let me tell you up front that isn't a description of my wife. My wife, Kay, is a wonderful woman; she has always been a good wife and mother. She has also always been a bbw. To be honest that was one of the big attractions to me, those full hips and well rounded bottom. It didn't matter to me that her breasts were on the saggy side. Those mouthfull mounds with nipples that would swell and taste sweet were always enough for me.
My fi... Continue»
Then his father said the fatal words that Billy had dared hoped might somehow be said that eve. "Now Billy".
Gail turned and looked at her husband in a wide-eye, startled expression. "That is really i****t, not education, Frank!"
"Both, but let him just put the tip in, to see how a pussy feels, as a reward for doing what you asked him to do.
'Fair is fair' thought Gail and she began to spread her legs again. "Okay, Billy but just the tip, no further, you understand?"
Billy nodded, too excited to speak. He scooched on his knees up between his mother's thighs, with his rock-hard ... Continue»
I had always been somewhat reserved when it came to the girls in high school and, although I went on lots of dates, I had never gone all the way with any of the girls I dated. For sure there was lots of heavy petting but I never pushed the issue. I preferred to play it safe because I didn't want to get any of those girls pregnant.
I started Junior college in the town where my mother lived and stayed at her house while going to school. My parents had been divorced for my whole life and my Dad had gotten custody when I was just a baby. So, for all those years I never lived with my mother for... Continue»
For, Jessica Denver, the week was mostly a blur. Since allowing her son into her bed and his delicious cock into her pussy, she hadn't looked back. The boy hadn't been to school in three days. Every morning she would peck her husband on the cheek, send him off to work and immediately tear into her new teenage fucktoy. The house had become a den of debauchery. Nothing was off limits and nearly everything had been tried.
She was sore, and she was tired, and she had never felt better.
Over the course of the week, Jason had fucked his willing mother in the living room and on the kitchen ta... Continue»
Jessica Denver removed her glasses and propped herself onto her elbows. Her gaze moved across the yard and settled on her son, Jason as he lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it onto a table beside the pool. He had grown up. He'd grown up a lot. His body was lean and tight, every muscle in his body defined and youthful. Before diving into their newly installed pool, Jason noticed his mother watching him from across the way. He smiled brightly and waved.
Jessica smiled back.
She loved her son and he'd grown into a remarkable young man. He was bright, he was intelligent and he was ... Continue»
The café, Jessica and Donna agreed to meet at was a quaint little place just outside the city. The moms were showing a significant amount of flesh. Short skirts put their long legs on display and overly tight tops showcased the exquisite swell of their matronly breasts. The waiter was a boy in his early twenties and very cute. They smiled at him, and flipped their hair, and leaned forward while reading the menu to give him a clear shot of their mountainous cleavage. They were acting like horny teenage girls and they loved every minute of it. Donna winked at the cute waiter before he retreated ... Continue»
Dale Denver finished showering, he shaved and he dressed for work. When he was done with that, he hurried to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat on his way out the door. It's there that he found his loving wife, Jessica, bent over the stove and putting the final touches on his scrambled eggs.
She was dressed in a long, fuzzy pink robe that hugged her hips seductively and was tied at the waist. The collar dipped just low enough to offer a subtle hint of the goodies hidden underneath, but not so low that she looked lewd or cheap.
Dale loved that robe.
He had a good wife - and a proper ... Continue»
Eva jumped as the front door slammed shut. She heard her son, Jeff, kick of his sneakers into the hall closet and then run upstairs. A second later she heard his bedroom door slam shut.
"I wonder what's wrong with Jeff," she thought to herself. Eva laid the book she was reading onto the sofa and then headed upstairs to check on her son.
Eva gently knocked on Jeff's bedroom door and asked, "Are you okay, Jeff?"
"I'm fine," answered Jeff. Eva could tell by his voice that he was angry about something. She tried the door; it was unlocked. Eva opened the door and entered his bedroom. Je... Continue»
I was enjoying some peace and quiet in the living room after another long day at the office. Things were winding down around the house and it was the time of evening I love. I could sit for a few minutes and think without the baby attached to my hip or my boss in my ear. I could hear my son, Scott, on the phone in the next room, more than likely with his new girlfriend for the moment.
My thoughts turned to Scott. He is 18, a senior this year, and he wants to do well, get some scholarships, and get accepted into a fairly decent college. I know first-hand how Scott can get when he feels a li... Continue»
How Mom Saved Nude Day
I live at home with my dad, mom and s****r. We live on the outskirts of the city in our four-bedroom house with a big backyard. My s****r Sandy and I were homeschooled, but my s****r is a year older and is now attending a community college in the city. She still lives at home and drives mom's car to class. I'm finishing up my home studies which are the equivalent of a senior year in high school.
My dad always had a free spirit. He considered himself one of the baby boomers and was a huge hippie. His lifestyle, by default, carried over to my mom and later to my s*... Continue»
"Hey Mom, can I have some friends over to spend the night please?" said a hopeful Ryan to his mother as she watched TV.
"Sure hon, just as long as you fix up that basement before you guys go down there and make it a million times messier than it is now. And you will have to wait until I finish my exercises." she said to her son Ryan.
Ryan wasn't the most charming guy in the world. He was tall and skinny with dark brown hair that he liked to keep fixed up nice. He was still somewhat socially awkward despite being an 18 year old senior about to graduate high school. Hi... Continue»
My Long Weekend With Mom
Growing up, it had always been just Me and my Mom. She had me really young, when she was in the middle of doing school. From what I know, she was in a relationship with my father at the time, but it had always been unstable and she left him shortly after finding out she was pregnant. She has always been Superwoman in my eyes, but looking back; I don't know how she managed it all. With raising a k**, finishing her Master's degree and being a working Mom being just the biggest of her concerns; she always seemed to find a way to make things work. I can remember the han... Continue»
The snowflakes hitting the window of Debra's new car were growing larger and wetter by the minute.
Damn it, she thought to herself, if we had only started out a couple of hours earlier we would've made it home and wouldn't be out in this mess.
Nervously glancing over at her nineteen year old son, she saw that he too was watching the snow as it swirled around the car. Turning her attention back to the road, she concentrated on keeping the car between the disappearing lane markers.
The wedding they had just left was nice. It was a warm 65 degrees when they lef... Continue»