A country summer, Part 6 ~END~ (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

An insistent tapping on my shoulder dragged me out of a sound sleep. I came to the awareness that I was literally stuck to Grandma! That and I had also drooled on her in my sleep, which was sort of funny.

“Honey, honey, wake up.” Grandma called. “Honey, I gotta pee, and I’m not going like that on this bed!”

Oh, shit, it was painfully funny as we peeled ourselves apart. My cum covered face had adhered to her chest, my cock was glued to her thigh! Fuck! That hurt! And I’ll be damned if it wasn’t the funniest thing that’s happened to me in a long time!

I followed her downstairs to the bathroom, trying to massage feeling back into the arm that had been pinned under her. She left the door open and I followed her in. she rolled her eyes at me as I sat cross-legged on the floor before her as she sat on the toilet, but she indulged me by spreading her legs wide, offering me an unimpeded view of her evacuation. There was no effort, no strain this time, a strong, solid jet burst forth, fine flecks separating from the main stream as it plunged melodiously into the commode.

A country summer, Part 5 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

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After freshening up, I found her in her bedroom, the door slightly ajar.

“Knock-knock,” I said, rapping lightly on the door frame.

“Enter,” was the quiet reply.

She was sitting up in bed, above the covers with a large pillow behind her back and another under her knees, her legs bent over the pillow and stretched out before her. The skirt of the nightie was bunched up at her hips exposing her legs and I made a show of trying to look up the skirt, but her thighs were together and there was nothing to see but her cuddly belly roll.

“Ooo, you’re a cheeky little devil!” she feigned offense, but didn’t move a muscle to cover either her legs nor her fat nipples, obviously outlined beneath the opaque satin of the thin garment.

She pulled off her reading glasses and set her book beside her and gave me a thorough once-over, top to bottom and back again. I did my best to flex my abs and thighs, then raising my arms in my best “Austrian Oak” imitation.

“Turn around love,” she said, humming to herself. “Mmm-hmm, oh so nice. Back up please.”

4 A country summer, Part 4 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

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The next morning I wandered downstairs to find the house empty and a note on the kitchen counter explaining that my grandparents had to take a friend to Pendleton and would be gone until late that night. I was on my own for breakfast and dinner, lunch would be out at the state park with the other side of my family.

“Not a bad thing,” I thought. “Maybe some time to cool down was a good idea.” Thinking about recent interactions with Grandma.

I got dressed for the park in a tank top, swim trunks and sandals then grabbed an old pair of creek-shoes from the laundry room. Creek shoes were just old worn out tennis shoes you wore in the creek with no socks. Getting soaked and drying out made them stiff and good for nothing else, but protected your feet when wading and swimming in the creek. I had left a pair here a summer or two ago when visiting with my family.

Soul Binder – Prologue [Gay] [MM] [Horror]

**Prologue**

Every time I closed my eyes, faces appeared. Men. Some with beards, some clean shaven. Some with hair, some bald. All handsome, rugged, and good looking. And though I didn’t know why, I knew they were all mine. Each and every single one.

But when my eyes opened, they vanished. Like a dream or an illusion. However, the feelings lingered. Enough to keep me awake, when I should be sleeping. I exhaled—to release the excitement of the vision, the tension growing between my legs—and it plumed out as a subtle white cloud.

A sudden freeze had blown over that evening. Despite the May flowers that had bloomed several weeks earlier or the robins that sang in the trees yesterday morning. Still, feathery strands of ice clawed at the windows, a reminder that winter hadn’t surrendered yet. But it wasn’t the cold that made me tremble.

I tugged at the layers of blankets that lay on top of me, tucking their edges along my sides and beneath my legs, in an attempt to trap the heat. But still, I shivered.

*Had the heater gone out?* *Did their heat get shut off?*

An Intro Into Hotwife (Voyeur)

She looked beautiful.

She always looked beautiful. Perhaps it is what she was getting ready for that made her look even more beautiful to me tonight. Tonight was a special night. Our sex life was excitingly wide ranged. I could be sitting around and the thought of a soft, sensual, loving night of love making would cross my mind and I would lose himself for a moment. I loved her and I loved making love to her. On the other end of the spectrum lies the animalistic, sweaty, dirty talk fueled, porn star-esque fucking that made my cock throb. The main topic of the dirty talk usually focused on watching her with another man. Admittedly, that fantasy started with me. I knew she wasn’t into it, but I loved her for trying. Truth be told, I felt guilty that I fantasized about watching her. Felt weak that I could never put into words exactly why it turned me on so much. But during those amazing fuck sessions, I just let himself go, if just for a moment.

A country summer, Part 3 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

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I had originally planned to ride around the ranch at Aunt Mary’s place, but after a big hug and a peck on the cheek, she regretfully informed me that her husband, my step-uncle, took an extra job and wasn’t able to bring a horse in from pasture before he had to leave.

I was disappointed, but thought about my younger cousin who lived in their basement.

“What about Ernie?” I asked. “Can he help me get one?”

Aunt Mary had four children by her first husband, and one more from her next. She had two girls, then three boys. I was right between the first two boys, they were each a year older and younger than me. The last boy was almost ten years younger and lived upstairs, while Ernie rented the basement as an apartment.

Mary was almost a mirror image of my own mother, but was also almost ten years her senior. They looked and sounded alike, but the life of a rancher’s wife and five children had its effect on her appearance. Her skin was weathered and her hair was graying. Her hips were wide, her thighs thick and her baby-stretched belly could be seen resting against the tops of her thighs below her waistband. The one department in which she surpassed all other women was her breasts.

A country summer, Part 2 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

That morning Grandma smiled at me a lot more than usual, her eyes sparkling, and after being skittish around her for a bit, her easy-going attitude and body language wore off on me and I began to relax. The incident seemed to have evolved into some kind of private joke/shared experience between us. When I tried to wash dishes after breakfast she even came up beside me and gave me a sideways hug, then bumped me firmly aside with her generous hip and took over.

Grandpa stayed home that day so I was able to borrow the truck and wander around the valley, revisiting my childhood haunts and reminiscing. I wandered over to the next town, even smaller that Union, which had a pool built over a hot spring. Then back to Union to spend an hour in the tiny but awesome museum. Before heading home I walked across the street to the post office to pick up the mail for Grandma, there were no mail boxes in Union, and everyone came to town to pick it up.

While I was waiting for the clerk to bring the mail up front, a best friend of my dad’s from high school, Ronald, recognized me and invited me over to dinner at his place.

A country summer, Part 1 (NSFW, golden showers, anal, mf, tg, mm, incest, transgender, gay, MILF, GILF)

Dear reader, the following story is a work of fiction based loosely on a true life events, so there’s a nugget of truth in everything I wrote. In the end, it’s an amalgamation of memory and fantasy. I hope you enjoy! ^_^

I’m 18 years old and had just graduated high school in southern California. I was an inch under six foot tall, about 175 pounds, short reddish-brown hair bleached by the sun, bright blue eyes and well-tanned from living at the beach and pool. I had spent the last 8 years on city and school swim teams and took up surfing when my family moved to Cali eight years before. I worked part-time since I was 14 as a lifeguard and swimming instructor at the same pool my team trained in. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time wearing a speedo and was very comfortable in my skin.

A group of girls invite you over for a sleepover thinking you’re gay. This slumber party takes a quick turn when you arrive at the house full of six barely clothed girls. [MFFFFFF][submissive][blowjob]

I couldn’t believe I was doing this, I thought to myself as I stood at her front door. Through the door I caught a glimpse of one of her other friends walking through the kitchen, wearing nothing but a white tank top and light blue panties. Her tits bounced freely as she turned and ran down the stairs.

I rang the doorbell, and instantly heard the sound of five excited girls yelling as they ran to the door.

Just my luck. They were all wearing all wearing limited clothing and their tits were all equally as big. I could feel my cock starting to grow already.

They pulled me inside and grabbed my bags. “Where have you been,” said the girl in the blue panties, “we’ve been waiting for you!”

“Hey,” said Dollface. “I’m so glad you came, I was getting worried we weren’t going to be able to sleep with you tonight.”

An odd choice of words I thought as they guided me downstairs to the basement. On the floor laid what appeared to be three mattresses pressed together with an endless amount of pillows on top of them.