Auntie Lisa’s for the weekend part 1 [inc] [mf]

The sound of my parents car faded into the distance as I carried my suitcase towards my Aunt’s porch. It was the last summer before college and my parents still didn’t trust me alone in the house. So, their only choice was to send me to my Aunt Lisa’s. I didn’t have an objections to Aunt Lisa. She was extraordinarily liberal in almost ever single way. She let me drink, stay up late, anything. She was also by anyone’s standards, a cougar. Aunt Lisa was in her late 30s but still worked out on the daily. She had toned abs, long silky legs and the nicest ass I’ve ever scene. Not to mention her 34DDD tits. Aunt Lisa knew it too. She never wore anything that didn’t show off her cleavage or her tight ass. At least in front of me she did. She always made sexual advances on me. But she was my aunt, so it would be so wrong to do anything with her, right?

My dad’s friend is my Dom, I surprised him this weekend.

Hi GWS, it’s been a little bit. I’m hoping posting this time doesn’t turn into creepy demanding messages, presumptions about the happiness of my relationship, rambling masturbation fantasies about incest, pregnancy, or dogs or other things I really don’t want to read. Can’t a girl just have fun?

My Dom and I are exploring a DDlg relationship now. I flip between calling him Daddy and Sir. This last weekend was Easter, and we both had family obligations and couldn’t spend as much time as we usually do on a weekend together. I wasn’t very happy about it but decided to make the most of the time we had. Friday evening I left for his house so that I’d get there before he did, let myself in, and changed in his bedroom. I tied some light pink ribbons on the ponytails in my hair, put on some white bunny ears, white knee socks, a white crop top, and a light pink tutu style skirt. I knew Daddy would be there soon so I decided to wait for him in bed.

(M)y Big (F)at Gypsy-Mother Throatfuck

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2wzet4/my_big_fat_gypsy_titwank/

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xat2i/my_big_fat_gypsy_assfuck/

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xprwf/my_big_fat_gypsys_sister_and_her_secret_sex/

Part 4:
“Tell your mother about me.” Those were my parting words the last time and, true to form, those good gypsy girls, Darla and her sister Della, did just as they were told.

Three hard raps on my office door signalled her arrival the very next morning. She wasn’t hanging around.

The door was open before I could respond. In strode a tall, slim woman in her late forties, dressed smartly like someone who set out that morning meaning business.

She wore a figure-hugging dress, cut short and well above the knee. The outfit exuded executive class. Not your typical Gypsy-Mother.

You would forgive me for thinking she bore no relation to her daughters, Darla and Della. She presented herself as a classy broad whereas the girls were all denim, hair-bands and gold jewellery.

Two things helped me to make an immediate connection between the woman in front of me and the women I had violated just yesterday.

[inc][B/S] A Small Appartment

**Chapter 1**

Their parents had died in an accident shortly before her coming-of-age ceremony. As such, they had fallen under the care of their uncle, who apparently had far greater things to worry about.

He’d rented an apartment, and told them not to bother him. Every month a reasonable sum was dropped into their bank account, and with that they were able to suffice.

All the paperwork was always done in double quick time, so they never had a reason to contact him. In fact, he’d never even asked why she was a few years behind in school, silently paying all the tuition bills he received.

The apartment itself was too small, having only one bedroom. They’d both been too scared to ask their uncle for something more suitable though, so despite being brother and sister, they’d ended up sharing a bedroom.

Living like that made it difficult to respect each other’s privacy. In the beginning they’d made it work, but it was impossible to keep up, especially when they had to share the bed too.

She couldn’t remember when she’d started noticing her brother’s body. He was attractive enough, and with the circumstances, she’d gotten plenty of glimpses of his abs and thighs.

Daddy is so convincing [fM]

I’m going to try writing two stories one with the father as the corrupter and one with the daughter as the tease. This story is the father taking control.

James watches from the kitchen window as Julie and her friend Adriana tan themselves beside the pool. James can’t help but notice that his daughter has grown into a young woman. There are curves where there weren’t before. He sees teen boy check her out when they think he’s not looking. Sarah, James’ wife assures him that she’s still the sweet girl she was a few years ago, but James can’t help be concerned that a boy is going to take advantage of her.

From where James stands, he can the swell of the their breasts peeking from the top of their bikini and their stomachs glisten the remnants of water from their last plunge. With a shake of the head, James walks from the window and to the living room to read.

Hours later now, Adriana has gone home and Julie has gone up to her room. James walks down the hall toward the master bedroom. Julie’s door is slightly ajar. He glances in and sees his daughter facing her mirror, with no top on. Her breasts are full, pert, and her hips have a wonderful curve. Her black panties cover an ass that is filling out faster than he’d like.

[F]riday morning [Incest][NSFW]

See other submission for Alicia/Jules back story. This isn’t intended to be a serial, just exploiting a real situation; although details have been changed.

Alicia is going out with some friends today and is up and about at 6:30, she has her breakfast and her shower, and all the time Jules is watching her from the bed. He is playing with himself as he watches her, she knows that because she can see his hand moving surreptitiously under the duvet, although he thinks that she can’t see anything. He believes that if she had seen something she would say so, but he doesn’t know his sister as well as he thinks he does. In fact she is quite turned on by the fact that he is looking at her and getting horny, and the knowledge that he will wait until she leaves to make himself cum makes her feel a little pleasant sexual jealousy. She thinks about it in the shower, and is going to masturbate herself while she is in there but decides to give her brother something to think about instead and she knows that she will be better at that if she is still horny.

[mf] [inc] daddy’s discipline

“Mm I understand Mr Harris,” I said with a sigh. I was at my daughters high school, doing a pt interview with her math teacher. Apparently, she wasn’t doing very well.

“I’m just concerned about Britney’s graduation status,” Mr Harris said. “At this rate I’m not even sure if she’ll pass this course.”

I breathed another sigh. My daughter was a senior with college acceptances already in her back pocket. But since then senioritis had gotten the best of her and now she was barely passing.

“I recommend her to do this package. The content isn’t hard, it just requires practice and some discipline,” Mr Harris said. “Thanks for coming by again.”

I shook his hand and left the room. Discipline, I thought to myself.

I walked out to the car, where Britney was waiting for me. She was style in her cheerleader outfit from practice. It accentuated every curve on her. She inherited all the best traits of her mom. She had ample, perky breasts, a small waist and an average sized ass. Her outfit hid nothing.

[inc] [mf] punishing my sister

My family wasn’t exactly a normal one. My younger sister and I were raised by a single mom, who by anyone’s standards was a MILF. I’d often hear strangers fucking my mom in the middle of the night. It didn’t really bother me, as she had ways of keeping me happy too. The whole family dynamic rested on sex; favors were repaid with blowjobs, arguments were settled with hate fucking, punishment was sexually dealt. We were taught how to masturbate as soon as we hit puberty; by the time I was a teenager it was like second nature to me.

My sister was a bit younger than I am and had hit puberty a few years ago. She adopted all of my mom’s traits; blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, massive breasts, everything. After a recent discovery, she’s been masturbating more and more. According to my mom, she learned how to squirt. I guess it explains why she’s been so loud. Her ragged moans could be heard all the way from the basement.

White and Pink Paisley. [Fm] [inc]

White and pink paisley.

That was all I could think about on the drive home from school.

How badly I wanted to pull out my phone out to get a third, fourth, fifth look at the picture Leslie texted me just before the end of class. It wasn’t much, just a hint of the soft skin of her inner thighs right up the hemline of her white and pink panties. Just enough to get the idea of what I was looking at. Just enough to leave me rock hard and dying for release. Sadly, I had to get home–strict parents and whatnot–so it was hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. But fuck how my mind was racing.

Pulling into the driveway I noticed my sister’s car was gone (recent college grad, stuck at home due to the shitty job market) as was my mother’s. Not entirely unusual, but typically my mom stuck around in the afternoon’s to “make sure I didn’t get into trouble,” as if I was still a little kid. (In my defense, the time I set a part of the garage on fire was an honest accident and no one got hurt. Yes, the lawnmower was destroyed but it was a piece of shit anyway.)

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