Stacysinister, Author at NSFW story

The Great Experiment: Part One [Siblings/Milf]

How could I have known my first sexual dream would be a sign? It totally threw me off, seeing as my dreams were typically… non-sexual. But the night before my life took a dramatic turn, my mind concocted a visual and physical experience that unlocked another side of me.

It was almost as if I was preparing myself for what was to come.

I was sitting at our swimming pool with my feet in the water. It was way past midnight and I couldn’t sleep.

“Mind if I join you?” My mother entered the dream space.

“Sure.” I smiled and looked up as she took off her satin robe.

And up to that point, there was nothing strange about the dream. But then I noticed that her one-piece swimsuit was stitched specifically to compliment every curve of her body, which was something I never would have paid attention to.

Then she casually stepped into the pool and started swimming a few lengths.

I watched her cut through the water like a beautiful mermaid, only to pop out and land on my lap with her arms crossing my thighs. Then she stared up at me as she rested her chin on her arms. Read more »

Mother Lover: The End

I couldn’t stand the thought of my mother blaming herself, regardless of the circumstances, which is why I didn’t waste time consoling her.

After searching the mansion, I eventually found her strolling through the north gardens. It’s something she always used to do when life got too much, because she said it helped to clear her mind.

“I know why you’re here, Ben.” She said as I caught up to her.

“You do?” I ask somewhat surprised.

Honestly, I didn’t have a clue about what to say once I reached her.

“You came to tell me you don’t want lessons anymore. And that you probably hate me right now, which I totally understand.”

“Mom, that’s not it. That’s not it at all.”

A shimmer of light sparked in her eyes again when I gave her hope for retribution.

“Honey, do you realize what I did to you in there? Do you even know what actually happened?”

“Not really, but it doesn’t make me hate you. I’m sure about that.”

“Well, it should. Because I don’t know what came over me.” She insisted I hold her responsible. Read more »

Mother Lover: The Beginning

It only made sense for my mother to give me piano lessons when the bug finally bit me. According to my dad, she was a young housewife who simply didn’t have enough responsibilities. He also thought she had too much time on her hands to spend all his money.

She definitely had something unique that would make any guy open his wallet, just because she blinked his way.

But that wasn’t the real reason I asked her for lessons. Fuck knows I could’ve used anyone I wanted, but I didn’t.

The fact is my mother was a brilliant pianist. Although, her career never saw the light of day, thanks to my father. As a very conventional and religious man, he made her give up her passions to take care of me. In return, he could do whatever he pleased as long as he kept the money rolling in.

If you ask my opinion, as I reflect on this particular time of my life, I think he wanted to cage her in.

As a very attractive woman much younger than him, he was constantly paranoid about their relationship. Yet, not even the biggest collection of gold bars and silver dollars could make him feel secure about my mother’s love. Read more »

The Free-Use Brother

While certain details have been changed, the following is based on real events…

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“Just pull out your cock and take a few pictures, Johnny. What’s the big deal?”

I was already taking off my underwear and pulling up my cheerleader skirt as I laid back on my bed.

“Because you’re my sister, Melissa!” He protested.

“Exactly. And you’re supposed to be my protective older brother. So, if you’re not planning on kicking Taylor’s ass because he cheated on me, the least you can do is help me make him sorry.”

“This is crazy. You know that.”

“Nobody is going to see your face. I just need your dick, which is bigger than Taylor’s. Plus, you owe me.” I reminded him of the several times I covered his ass when he snuck out. And before he went to college, he promised he’d make it up to me.

Make no mistake; I understood why Johnny felt uncomfortable when I exposed my freshly shaven slit to him. I also got that he wasn’t comfortable with showing me his cock, or that he liked the idea of taking very inappropriate pictures of us together. But I badly needed my revenge, and I didn’t want to wait for karma. Read more »