Father-Daugher Love [Long, Incest]

She let the hot water run down my body as she stared at herself. She was 17, and had just gotten off school, and begun her last winter break before graduating. Water flowed off her shoulders, and streamed down her nipples. She had B-cups. They were round and perky. Below them her stomach was flat, and below that was her bald crotch. Her ass was round, and tight. She was fit, she worked out a lot, and it showed.

“Shanna! I’m home!” Her dad called. At that, she turned the shower off, and began drying herself. She stepped out into the bathroom and wrapped herself in a towel. Her har hung down to the bottom of her shoulder blades; it was darker than the usual brunette right now since it was still damp. She stepped out into the house, covered by her town to greet him.

He stood in his slacks, slickly polished shoes, and a wife-beater undershirt. He had already begun taking his uniform off, his shirt was draped over a kitchen chair. She glanced at the patch on the shoulder, it was shield shaped and had a logo, and the words “Houston Police.” Him being a police officer made her feel safe while at home, but always worried while he was on duty. He was the only parent she had left.

Summer of Dan, chap. 01

Daniel “Dan” Epps lay on a hammock in his parents backyard, totally bored… and pissed. His parents had moved across the county to a new house in a gated, private, upscale neighborhood in his last months of high school, and none of his mates or anyone near to his age lived here. That had not been a problem, until the spare car had broken down, and so with no wheels, he was stuck here most days with little to do until his parents came home, and really, there was just so much gaming a guy could do. As his school’s track star, Dan had most of college paid via scholarship, he just had to maintain top shape for a few months during the summer. So most mornings, Dan would go for a run, stop by the community pool for some early morning laps, followed by a workout in their gym, but after that it was gaming and boredom. College, with campus life and promise of coeds galore, was so close…& yet seemed so far away.

My [M] dermatologist [F] appointment last Monday

My wife got home Saturday, she is a Doctor that runs our local clinic. I would love to just let her be my Doctor, but I can’t, some ethics thing. She does take care of me though, and she knows everyone in the profession around here, so I get sent to the best physicians.

My skin check appointment was Monday, after having one Squamous Cell Carcinoma removed last year they check me every three months. I was going to cancel since Debra was home but she wouldn’t let me, so we drove the 70 miles from here on the Oregon coast out to the dermatology center in the valley.

My Doctor has always been a grizzled old guy about 60 or so, thus NBD. He is the one I accused of SELLING the meat he cut off my back by the pound a couple of years ago. From the size of the hole he cut in me I know it would fill a Big Mac.

Imagine my surprise to find I am assigned to his new office partner this time, a very tiny little oriental gal about 30 or so, cute as a bug’s ear. Her nurse was not the matronly woman that was there the last time, instead another slightly larger and also pretty oriental lady.

Night Out [MF]

“Babe, I don’t have anything to wear.”

I peeked inside the closet to find Nina, my wife standing there, clearly frustrated. There in our closet was a 5’1″, 120lbs, petite woman, who was naked shuffling through racks of clothes. Her 34B breasts bouncing in a hypnotic way. She was annoyed that she couldn’t find something she wanted to wear and that I wasn’t helping her. It was a tough week for the both of us with our jobs and we hadn’t spent a ton of time with one another during the week. However, it was our date night. I surveyed past my section of the closet and peered at her collection of clothes as she was picking through dresses, skirts, leggings and jeans.

Jokingly I said, “Why don’t you just wear lingerie,” as I stepped into the shower to get ready for our date.

“Ha ha. Very funny,” she said unassumingly.

I turned on our space heater and hopped into the shower. Winters here are survivable rarely ever dipping below thirty degrees but Nina’s preference was to have a heater on when we showered. I, a 5’8″, 160lbs, slim with black hair and brown eyes, took to scrubbing my body and make lewd hip thrusts at my wife from the other side of the glass. I usually get her attention by gyrating my hips having my seven inch penis slap my sides.

My wife’s best friend and I [sleep play] [cheating] [vacation]

My wife and I have been married for 4 years and we have two kids together.

She’s 31 and i’m 27, we met at work the first day I started my new job and have been together almost ever since.

The sex we had was amazing from the very start. We would stay up late into the night and enjoy the sex for hours, it was hard to keep our hands off eachother.

She loves bondage and would let me tie her up all the time. It just doesn’t seem like we have that sort of time or drive anymore since the kids.

A lot of the time we sleep in separate rooms just to be comfortable because our kids sleep in bed with us. There is no time for us to fool around unless the kids are gone.

I still love her however I find myself thinking about her best friend more and more when we make love. The truth is I know why I can’t stop thinking of her friend…

A little back story on her friend Katy, we graduated high school together. Katy and I have known eachother for about 12 years in total now.

Trying to turn my wife into a cum dump. For other men [MFM] [LONG]

Angst. That’s truly the only way I can describe the feeling. The feeling that consumed me when I watched my wife give herself to another man. Of course, I wanted it; I set it up; I orchestrated it. So I couldn’t be mad. But it was intense all the same.

Ella had taken to it much easier and with much more enthusiasm than I ever imagined she might. This also tortured me, but thrilled me at the same time. The thought that she had wanted this all along…the fact that she enjoyed Steve’s cock as much as she did…that she encouraged him to cum inside her, when we hadn’t even discussed such boundaries. It was all so crazy! What am I even doing?

The next morning was surreal. I woke early (I’m an early riser by nature), and recalled last night’s festivities immediately. The high of it all had tapered off and I was left with pangs of jealousy, regret, anguish. Ella was still soundly asleep, and I didn’t want to wake her. I imagine she needed the rest after our wild night. During the night, the blanket had slid down her body, and I could see the soft curve of her ass. God she was beautiful. And sexy. Achingly sexy.

Busted wanking by wife [mast][MF][gay, a bit] – Part 2

I sat back down and took my semi erect cock in my hand, not too sure where this was going, keeping an eye out for exactly what my wife was doing. Waiting for some kind of wrath to be unleashed. But it didn’t come. She slowly moved up beside my chair, her eyes locked on to the gay porn on screen. One hand was still rubbing a breast through her dress, the other had now lifted up her maxi dress and was now making its way into her pants. My mind had completely flipped from the hard cocks on screen to the sight of my wife now mastirbating. Once she was standing beside me, I could smell she’d been drinking; one of the few ways she can really drop her guard and often gets very horny.

I started tugging at my cock again, alternating between watching porn and watching my wife’s motions. The hand she had down her pants was working harder and harder with each stroke, as if her inhibitions were lowering exponentially as she rubbed her clit. Eventually she looked down at my cock, not making eye contact with me but just locked onto my hand stroking my shaft. With pride I pushed my cock a little harder, making sure a good amount of length was being presented to her for viewing with each stroke. Imagining her lusting after my dick. That it was my cock she was fantasising about having inside her, filling her up.

My wife’s milk [MF]

My wife and I are both 34 years old. We had our first child last summer. After 6 months of pumping and seeing my wife produce milk, I couldn’t resist any longer. My wife is a curvy brunette Latina, thick, with beautiful 36 DD tits.

One night after a very long day, we climbed into bed and began to grope each other to fool around. I caressed her breasts, touched her nipples a bit. She moaned lightly and I kept giving them attention. I decided I needed a taste. I had no idea how she would react. I began kissing and sucking her nipples, teasing her a bit. Her moaning increased. After this I was excited. I went for it. I completely latched on to her nipple and began sucking. She immediately let out a loud moan as the first milk entered my mouth.

It was so warm and sweet. With every suck of her nipple I got more and more. Continuously swallowing as My fingers made their way down to her hairy pussy. She was absolutely soaked. The wettest I’d felt her in a very long time. She then immediately grabbed my cock and started stroking tightly. I was in absolute heaven. A beautiful tit in my mouth feeding me delicious milk, my fingers in her wet pussy, and her stroking my thick cock furiously. It didn’t take long for us both to cum the hardest we had in forever.

[MF] My normally reserved wife lets go at the end of a summer afternoon

About 15 years ago… my wife, Christine, and I (40 and 39, respectively) had spent a sunny summer afternoon in the garden drinking strong Trappist ales and cocktails at a relaxed rate. Our daughters, around 5 and 8, had been in and out of the house, playing in their paddling pool, watching TV, etc.

By 5pm we were both on a bit of a buzz. I was horny, as usual, but I could tell Christine was in the mood, too. She went indoors first, the children following, and by the time I joined her they were all in our bedroom changing out of their bikinis and swimsuits.

As I entered the room Christine was just completing the process of draping her naked body in a filmy, semi-transparent red and orange wrap. She walked towards me as I took in her form, visible through the thin material… 5′ 5″, long dark brunette hair, firm C cup breasts, long legs and wide-hipped hourglass figure (me: 5′ 7″, slightly stocky, toned). She passed me and I turned to see her big, firm bum also visible through the wrap. She never showed herself off like this – much too reserved – and the sudden and complete lack of inhibition had an instant effect on me.