Pool Party 5 [incest, futa, NC]

**Please read the earlier entries, I’ll link them in the comments as always.**

Her daughter’s words echoed through Kimmy’s head, “oh, mommy. Don’t stop.” She knew she had to, this was too weird. She reluctantly pulled her mouth away from Katie’s throbbing cock. “I’m sorry, honey, I don’t think I should be doing this.” Katie was on the brink of cumming, and she almost lost her cool, but then she looked out the window and saw her naked sister napping on the patio, and realized an opportunity. “Oh, okay, I understand.” She really did, but Kimmy had to make sure. “And please don’t tell your father, or your sister. I don’t know what would happen…” “I understand, mom,” Katie reassured, “I’m gonna go cool off with Karen.” So Katie went out on the patio and slid the door shut, making sure she couldn’t see her mother through the mirrored glass.

She made her way over to Karen, who was lying naked on her stomach, bare ass shining in the sun. She awoke to Katie’s half-erect cock hanging in her face, and her pussy twitched at the sight. “Hey, mom’s in the shower, you up for a quickie?” Katie lied. Karen sensed the lie, but that only turned her on more, so she said, “I thought you’d never ask.”

Pool Party 4 [futa, incest, oral, tease]

**Please read the earlier entries, I’ll link them in the comments as always.**

Thursday night, Katie laid awake. Her parents would be coming home the next day, and it would be her first time seeing them after having accepted her body. She wasn’t sure how she felt. There was the disappointment of not being able to fuck Karen at all hours of the day anymore, but that was a side note compared to the sense of betrayal she felt toward her parents. Her whole life, she had to hide her enormous male genitalia from the world, and not once had either of them talked to her about it. She had felt ashamed of herself all her life, and they wouldn’t even acknowledge that anything was going on. They pretended not to know or remember or whatever they were doing, all so they didn’t have to deal with it anymore. From the time Katie was potty trained, her parents had decided this was her problem now. She never knew how to talk to anyone about it, she had to figure out how to hide it, had no idea what puberty would be like for her, and generally had to live life as a secret freak. When she first started puberty, she had blue balls for nearly a year because she was too ashamed to touch herself. So much suffering could have been prevented if either of her parents had just sat down and talked to her about this once in their selfish lives.

Pool Party 3: Home Alone [inc, nc, futa, Fdom]

**Please read the preceding parts, I’ll link them in the comments. If you don’t, a lot of this won’t make much sense.**

Things were going swimmingly for the twins. It had been almost a week since Katie’s pool party, and they had not only forgiven each other, they had launched a full-on sexual relationship. Honestly, it was more like a deal, and on Monday they had discussed the terms:

“I think we should just be naked all the time,” Katie suggested, “it keeps me in the mood, and I just like looking at us.”

“Agreed, most of the time, except for when I want to dress up before we do it,” Karen rebutted. “Also, I think each of us should initiate whenever we want it, no holding back.”

“I think so too,” Karen said, “but you’ve gotta give me at least 15 minutes after sex before initiating again.”

“Can do, but I get to decide whether you cum in me or on me, and no mouth kissing. We’re not lovers, just sisters who fuck,” Karen stated, very matter-of-factly.

Pool Party 2: Sisters [inc, nc, oral, futa, exh]

**Please read part one, I’ll link it in the comments. If you don’t, a lot of this won’t make much sense.**

After the party, everything went fairly well. Katie and Cameron talked for a bit and they found out they were going to the same college. However, Cameron would be moving in early to an off-campus dorm right after graduation next week, and she offered for Katie to fill a roommate slot at the end of the Summer. Katie knew she would miss her over the summer, but she was excited at the idea of Cameron as a roommate. After that, Katie paid the DJ and caterer, made sure there weren’t any big messes, and thanked everyone as they left. It wasn’t until they started leaving that Katie realized she never got dressed, and a few guests asked to touch her cock, just to see if it was real. She smiled politely and gave them permission, it was nice to feel confident about it for once. Cameron was the last to leave, and she kissed Katie on her way out. Sometime in all the commotion, Karen had left the patio and locked herself in her room. Katie decided not to bother with it, and so she showered and went to bed.

Pool Party [inc, nc, oral, futa, mast, huml, exh, blkmail]

**If you can’t tell by the title, this story has a little bit of everything. What it lacks is brevity. Still, if you stick around through the more dense descriptions, it gets more worthwhile throughout.**

Katie wasn’t your average high school student. She smart, kind, outgoing, and everyone knew she was tied with her sister Karen for prettiest girl in school. She had blonde hair and green eyes, a thin waist but curvy hips and perky, perfectly sized breasts, and with her long legs you could never tell she was only 5’6” unless you got close. Her parents were absolutely loaded, living in what was practically a mansion, one with a large pool and patio area, complete with ridiculous palm trees and a freestanding patio bar. They bought Katie just the car she wanted on her sixteenth birthday, the one she was still driving two years later. She had straight A’s and was president of two clubs, and just this morning an acceptance letter from her dream school came in the mail. That’s right, Katie had it all. In fact, maybe she had a little too much.

Equine Execution [bst] [exh] [fantasy]

We were led down the tunnel by the chains around our necks, myself and the other prisoner. She looked to be in her early twenties, the same as me. She shook as we walked. One could understand why. We neared entrance to the coliseum, the sunlight blinded me, the thunderous feminine cheering pounded in my ears, and I realized I had done it. This was what I wanted. I think.

As we entered the light, I felt ten thousand eyes on me, and I was grateful for the brown cloak which covered my body for the moment. Beneath it, I felt the series of chains covering my important parts, cold to the touch, and biting into my skin. The sand of the coliseum squished between my toes. As my eyes adjusted, I saw the execution block, and I suddenly became nervous like I told myself I wouldn’t.

Jerkins Sexual Hospital [Mf, Ff, MFf]

*I highly suggest you read the opening to the story, as it establishes a lot of important visuals, and helps the story to make a tiny bit of sense(which I think is important in a fantasy). If, however, you wish to skip straight to the action, scroll to the line with the big, bold beep.*

It was 8 o’clock on a Monday morning, and Claire Reed was getting ready for her first day at the hospital. She had done a few training modules on the hospital computers, but this was her first real day on the job. Wrapped in a towel from her morning shower, she took a moment to admire her new name tag.

“Nurse Reed,” she read aloud. In smaller text below was her full title, ‘Clarence Reed, RN.’ She had dreaded being called by her full first name here, as she always thought it sounded pretentious, but everyone here went by their last name. The two letters following her name made her nervous. *RN* Claire wasn’t a real nurse. She had never finished her nursing degree, but she knew enough. She figured she would be able to bs her way through the interview process of a place that calls itself a “sexual hospital” as long as she was really hot. She was.

An Attractive Client [MF]

To give context, I’m a therapist, a counselor really, and I have a network of other therapists with whom I remain close friends. This is good practice in this field for when you have a client you need to refer to a different therapist or when you need advice on how to handle a client, or sometimes just to vent. The following is an email sent to me from one of my therapist friends, David, about a client he encountered a few days ago:

Dear Steve,

Today a woman came into my office who said she just needed to talk to someone, and she was right. I barely said anything the entire time she was here, she talked the entire time. It’s a good thing too, because I have no idea what I could’ve said.