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Introduction: Not sure where all of the symbols and random characters came from, but this should fix it. Chapter 1: Beginnings
OOHHH, YES!! YES, FUCK ME LOVER! Catharine screamed as her lover?s cock slammed in and out of her body.
She was a young woman, having just turned eighteen, with raven black shoulder length hair that contrasted with her pale skin to give a seeming unearthly beauty, long shapely legs connected to a firm toned heart shaped ass, her breasts were small, but pert and well suited for her petite frame of 56, one-hundred-ten pounds.
Mmm, yes Im gonna cum baby, she whispered softly.
So am I Cat, her lover half moaned half whispered.
Then it happened… Cat felt her vaginal muscles contract around the cock inside her, just as it started to explode filling her with its seed.
The two lovers collapsed on the bed, panting heavily with the effort of their lovemaking.
When she caught her breath Cat said, That was wonderful, goodnight, Daddy.
Goodnight, baby, Ill see you in the morning, Her father answered quietly.
***
The morning sun stole through the window and landed on Greg Sanders, waking him. The first thing Greg noticed was that he was alone, the next thing was the sound of footsteps coming closer. He looked up just in time to see Catharine, his daughter, walk through the door way with a covered tray and two cups of coffee.
Whats this? Greg asked with a smile.
I brought you breakfast, after all it is Fathers Day, Daddy, and I intend to pamper you today, whether you like it or not, Cat said to her father, mock sternness lacing her tone.
Laughing quietly, Greg said, What man can refuse such an offer?
Cat laughed as well, and brought the tray over to her father, and kissed him deeply. Despite his efforts to control himself, Gregs hands moved to grab his daughters ass and pull her on top of him.
Now, now, behave yourself, Cat said breaking their kiss and grabbing his hands, there will be plenty of time for that later, Im going to take a shower and go pick up your present, you enjoy your breakfast, Ill see you later dad. Kissing him again she walked to their bathroom and shut the door.
***
After finishing his breakfast Greg got up showered and went outside to smoke a cigarette and wait for his daughter to return.
It was a warm summer day in Virginia, and the view that their country home had never failed to impress Greg, but today his mind was on other things, he was thinking about Catharine and how their lives had changed three years ago when they made love for the first time.
***
It was Catharines fifteenth birthday. She had just walked into his bedroom wearing nothing but a flimsy nightdress and a thong.
Cat, baby whats wrong? he asked her, thinking it must be serious for her to be coming to his room this late.
Nothing?s wrong Daddy, I just cant sleep. I was wondering if maybe I could sleep in here with you.
Greg saw no harm so he rolled over to giver her more room, and she climbed under the sheets and blanket with him. After she was settled Greg became aware of just how close his daughter was to him, and just how grown up his little girl was, her firm breast pressing into his back. The sensual feel of her body was intoxicating, he felt himself becoming aroused by her, his own daughter.
This is wrong, she is my daughter. How could I possibly feel this way? Greg thought, mentally scolding himself.
As the night drug on Catharine worked her thigh between her fathers legs, Greg could feel the heat radiating from her sex.
Greg felt his cock throb at this, carefully he slide out of bed and crept over to the bathroom. Once inside Greg sat down and began to stroke himself. He tried to think about women he had dated, pronstars, fashion models, anything but the young woman in the next room. But, no matter how hard he tried his thoughts kept returning to Catharine.
Oh yes, Catharine, yes, suck my cock, yes. Greg said jerking his dick faster and faster.
The door swung open behind Greg, who in his present state was oblivious to the world around him, didnt notice the small figure in the door way.
Catharine had watched her father get out of bed and go into the bathroom, when she heard him moaning, she went to the door way, where she saw him masturbating, and hearing him call out her name. She was shocked at first, and then she felt herself getting wet, very wet. She decided to help her dad out. Opening the door she walked in and knelt down in front of her father.
Greg cried out, Fuck yes, suck my cock Cat, thats it, Goddamn thats good.
Then something invaded Gregs fantasy, it was warm, soft, and wet, his eyes shoot open just in time to see Catharine swallow his prick, the sight of his little girl giving him a blow job was too much for him, and he exploded inside her mouth.
Catharine felt her fathers shaft swell in her mouth. Working quickly, she relaxed her jaw and throat muscles and sucking harder she felt the first blast of cum explode from the cock at the same moment the head entered her throat, then the second, the third, blast after blast, she had never seen a man cum so much.
When it was over Greg just sat there staring at nothing. Catharine stood up kissed her father on the cheek and went back to bed.
***
When Greg finally left the bathroom the next morning and went down to the kitchen he expected, hoped that his daughter would be gone, but instead she was waiting for him at the kitchen table.
We need to talk, was all she said as he walked into the room.
Cat… Catharine I am so sorry I should have controlled myself better. I dont know what came over me… her father said.
Sorry? Why are you sorry? Im certainly not sorry dad,
But, what I did to you, it was wrong. Greg said falteringly under his daughter?s angry glare.
What you did to me? You selfish arrogant prick! I dont remember you forcing me to my knees, or you forcing me to suck you off. I wanted it as much as you did. As a matter of fact I want more. Catharine said.
Greg stared at his daughter for a moment, before he realized what she was saying, Cat, honey, we can?t, its wrong.
Dad, do you love me?
What? Of course baby, of course I love you.
Then whats the problem? I love you, you love me. This is just a way of expressing our love.As she said this she stood up, walked over to Greg, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Greg resisted at first, but his daughters insistent tongue worked it?s way into his mouth, and then it was not like any kiss Greg had ever experienced. There was a passionate hunger that he had never felt before, a longing desire for the woman in his arms that no other had inspired in him, not even his ex-wife Catherines mother, Miriam.
Come with me, Father. She said to him.
Greg followed in a trance to his bedroom. What are you doing? he asked.
Sshhh, no more words, just kiss me, Cat answered.
He started with her lips, then he moved lower, raising her shirt up over her head, he kissed her neck, then moved onto her breast. Kissing the soft mounds before gently taking the nipple into his mouth alternately sucking and gently biting first one then the other.
Oh, mmmm thats it daddy suck on my nipple, mmm that feels good. Cat moaned.
After giving each of his daughters lovely breast attention, he began to move lower gently kissing Cats navel, coming to the top of her snug jeans. Deftly he unclasped the jeans and peeled them down his daughter?s toned legs, leaving her standing in nothing but her thong.
The smell of his daughters sex, even covered by her panties as it was, was maddening to Greg, the scent drove him into a frenzy of passion and lust.
Greg lifted his head from Catharines nether regions to look her in the eyes, silently asking, Are you sure?.
Catharine nodded her head, and smiled in encouragement.
In a flurry of movement Greg used his free hand to rip his daughters panties off! Looking down at his daughters fully exposed sex, he gasped in astonishment, It is so beautiful, Cat, so smooth.
Thank you Daddy, I shaved it this morning, just for you, I hoped you would like it. Cat replied with a small giggle.
Without further delay Greg buried his face in Cats cunt, gently licking and sucking on first her outer lips, then forcing his tongue as deep into her body as possible, finally he moved up to her exposed clit, alternating between sucking, linking, and gently biting it.
Catharines moans filled the room, Ohhhh… Mmmmmm… Aaahhh… Thats it Daddy lick my pussy… YES… Im gonna cum. Oohh fuck yes. Finger me while you suck my clit. Thats it lover, Im there, Im cumming!
Her legs wrapped around her father?s head holding him firmly in place. Greg felt her vaginal muscles clamp down on his finger right before a blast of sweet pussy juice shot out of her quivering hole splashing him in the face.
When Catharine finally came down from her orgasm she said, That was fantastic Daddy! I have never cum so hard before, that was the best orgasm I ever had… now its your turn, roll over onto your back.
Once Greg was situated, Cat positioned her self between his legs, and removed his shorts.
Mmm you have a very pretty cock Daddy, so big, and hard, was all she said before she swallowed the entire thing in on motion, then pulled off just as quickly, next she proceeded to lick every inch of her prize, starting at the sensitive tip, down the sides stopping at the bottom long enough to suck on his balls, then back up the underside of her fathers shaft, finally swallowing the entire thing again. She repeated this process several times occasionally changing the order, or pausing to suck on various portions of Gregs hard dick.
Fuck! Greg moaned, Catharine, baby, your gonna make daddy cum if you keep this up! For a response Cat doubled her efforts, vigorously sucking on the head of her fathers cock, while pumping the shaft with her hand.
Greg knew he could last no longer, he felt the cum in his balls begin to boil, forcing his shaft to swell, then it exploded from the tip of his penis like a volcano, blast upon blast shot into his daughters hungry mouth, he felt that his very soul was being drained by his daughters sucking mouth and swirling tongue.
When he finished cumming, Catharine continued to gently suck Gregs limp member until it began to swell and grow again, not stopping until it was as hard as before.
Without speaking a word Catharine removed her father from her mouth, straddled his waist and sank her warm, wet, pussy down onto his cock. The warm tight feel dominated Gregs senses, as he began to move by instinct.
The moans of the two lovers filled the room, as they continued to express their love for each other, mingling with the sound of flesh slapping flesh as they continued their dance of love and lust. How long it lasted they themselves couldnt say, they lived only in the moment. From one position to the next, they moved as one, no longer Father and Daughter, but Man and Woman.
Finally, though they cried out in mutual orgasm. The two collapsed next to each other smiling. Catharine kissed him one last time and said, Thank you Daddy, that was the best sex I have ever had, but I want to know if it will happen again?
Greg was silent for a moment then replied, Yes, as many times as you want, I love you Cat, and I want to touch you, kiss you, make love to you all the time, for as long as you will have me, I will be your lover.
Thank you daddy. Cat replied and fell asleep with a smile.
***
Greg was pulled out of his memories by the sound of his daughters car returning.Im back Daddy, and I have your Fathers day present. Cat said smiling widely.
Chapter Two: Fathers Day
Greg sat there staring at his daughter as she walked up the drive, the way she moved still took his breath away.
Are you just going to sit there, and stare at me? Not that I mind of course. Catherine said with a smile.
Im sorry, I cant help it your just so damn beautiful.
Well in that case, stare all you want, but youll have to follow me up to the bedroom.
When they reached the bedroom Cat pushed Greg down on the bed saying, You strip and wait here, Im going to take a shower, when I get back Ill give you your present.
Greg waited…and waited….and waited. He wasnt sure how much time had passed.
Then the bathroom door swung open, and there she stood.
Greg felt his jaw drop, as Catherine stepped out of the bathroom.
Cat had been waiting for this moment for months. She had selected her outfit very carefully. She was dressed in a white corset with garters attached, matching thigh high white silk stockings, and a lace g-string.
Perfect, Cat said in a deep purring voice, just the reaction I was hoping for.
Without further ado, she crossed the room and kissed Greg deeply, then slowly kissing her way down to his loins, all the while removing his clothes.
Smiling she opened her mouth, and took the head of Gregs cock into her mouth, sucking gently, and swirling her tongue over the tip, then taking him into her throat, next removing his entire length and licking every inch, then sucking on his balls. Cat repeated this process until she felt her father swell.
I about to cum baby, Greg groaned.
Cat grabbed the base of Gregs shaft firmly and said with a mischievous note in her voice, Not yet, my love, not yet.
Rising up from between Gregs legs, Cat straddled his chest, and pressed her panty covered crotch into her fathers face.
Greg used his fingers to pull the panties out of his way. First he made several long slow licks, starting at his daughters pert asshole, going all the way up to her clit in one motion, then back down.
Three years as lovers had taught Greg a lot about Catherine, such as where she was most sensitive. Strangely enough, to him, was how much she enjoyed having her asshole licked, it almost always brought her to orgasm very quickly, so on his downward lick he paused to pay special attention to small rosebud.
OOHHH, YES DADDY, FUCK YES!! Cat shrieked.
Abruptly Greg stopped.
Why did you stop Daddy? I was just about to cum, Cat pouted.
Turn and turn about darling, Greg said with a wicked laugh.
Cat climbed off of her father and removed her panties, then positioning herself over his erection, she sank down taking his entire length inside herself. For a few moments she sat there flexing her vaginal muscles, and just enjoying the full feeling Greg gave her. Slowly at first, but increasing speed with each movement Cat began to ride her fathers cock.
It wasnt long before they were both screaming, Catherine felt her father begin to throb inside of her, quickly she pulled off and grabbed the base of Gregs shaft again.
Oh, Cat, baby, your killing me. Greg whispered.
Ssshhh, I promise this will be worth the wait my love just have patience. Cat replied soothingly.
Cat then reached over the side of the bed a retrieved a small package with rather elaborate wrapping.
Suddenly unsure of her self, as if fearing what his reaction might be, Cat tentatively handed the package to Greg saying quietly, Here you go Daddy, happy Fathers Day.
Thank you, Darling, Greg said warmly taking the package from her, and opening it. What he found inside was a small bottle of strawberry flavored lube. At first Greg was confused, he opened is mouth to question Cat about it, but the words died on his lips, at the look of his daughters face. Catherine was crying.
Cat, whats wrong baby, theres nothing to cry about, Greg said hugging her, Ssshhh, there, there, my love tell me whats wrong.
D-Do you me-mean that Daddy? Cat sobbed.
Mean what baby?
You sa-said, My love, do you re-really mean that? Cat said through her tears.
Of course I do Cat, I love you with all my heart. Greg told her quietly
Catherine began to compose herself, her sobs ceased she dried her eyes, and then smiled at her father.
Now then, Greg said gently, why were you crying, my love?
I… just wasnt sure…. how you would react, Catherine said reluctantly at first, but the more she talked the faster she spoke. Do you remember what I told you that night we spent together in Mexico? About how I felt about anal sex?
Yes I remember, Greg said after a moment, you said that you were saving that for the man you wanted to marry. Right?
Thats why I was uncertain about your reaction. Cat said while staring at the floor.
Thats when it hit Greg, comprehension dawned on his face, as to what Catherine, his loving daughter, was saying to him. He reached out his hand to lift his daughters face up, he smiled, and leaned forward to kiss her.
There lips met, this kiss that they shared seemed different to Cat, it was a kiss of true love, not just passion, sparks seemed to fly through her setting her on fire.
The fire spread through Catherine, consuming her.
They wasted no time with useless movements, Catherine climbed on top of Greg in a sixty-nine.
Cat came first, her juices spraying all over Gregs face. Greg took one of his fingers and slid it into her dripping snatch to lube it up he then pressed gently against her anal hole.
Mmmm, that feels good daddy. Yes work that finger into me. Cat moaned.
Cat then grabbed the lube she had bought, and began to generously apply it to her fathers cock, and rolled off of Greg.
Now get me ready for your cock, she told Greg while lifting her ass into the air.
Taking the lube from his daughter, Greg smeared a large amount onto his fingers, and massaged it into and around Cats nether hole.
Are you ready? Greg asked her.
I am, my love. Cat said softly.
Cat took her hands and spread her ass cheeks apart. Greg placed the head of his prick against Catherines tiny hole, pushing gently.
For a moment, Greg wondered if he would be able to fit into his daughters tight hole, slowly Cats sphincter muscles began to loosen, and the head of his throbbing organ slide into Catherines virgin hole. The pressure on his prick was incredible, his daughter was so tight.
AAHHH, it hurts Daddy! Cat cried out.
Ssshhh, its okay baby, the pain will pass, just relax, Greg said soothingly.
Hearing her fathers voice calmed Catherine considerably, she relaxed and felt Greg slid another inch of his shaft inside of her. Greg continued this way until he had worked the entirety of his cock inside his daughters ass.
Cat felt so full! The sensation was incredible, the pain had lessened dramatically and had been replaced with intense pleasure.
Oh, wow Daddy, this feels so wonderful. Cat moaned.
Im going to let you fuck me at your own pace, baby. Just do what feels good. Greg told his daughter.
Catherine held still for a moment, then began to move slowly at first, but soon was pulling almost all the way off of her fathers organ leaving only the tip inside of her. Then, with an agonizing slowness she moved back down her fathers pole. She repeated this motion several times, each time a little faster.
Catherine then pulled off her father completely, rolled onto her back looked at her father, then whispered, Fuck me, lover, fuck me hard.
Greg smiled in turn, placed his prick at the entrance to her asshole, and pushed inside. When he was all the way in, Catherine locked her legs around her fathers waist. Greg began to pump in and out of his daughter, their moans again filled the room.
A thin sheen of sweat covered the two lovers as they continued their love making, Catherine suddenly screamed out, AAHHH, YES DADDY… YES THATS IT FUCK MY TIGHT ASS! IM GOANNA CUM! OOOHHHH YES!
Cats back arched and her muscles clamped down so hard on Gregs member he was unable move while her orgasm ripped through her body, when her orgasm passed cat lay still for a moment panting.
When she could breathe normally again, Cat said to Greg, I believe I owe you an orgasm of your own, Daddy.
Again Greg began to pound his daughter, and she used every trick she knew on her father. Greg felt his cock begin to throb, and his balls tighten, he knew from experience that this was going to be a big one. Almost without warning Greg moaned Im cumming baby!
The first and second spurts exploded inside his daughters ass, Greg pulled out of his daughter in time for the third blast to, amazingly, land on her face and open mouth, and the last two spurts sprayed the inside of her thighs.
Greg collapsed next to his lover completely spent. After a while Greg asked, Why dont we take a shower and clean up?
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Cat replied.
Together the two lovers walked hand in hand to into the shower. They washed each other paying special attention to each others more sensitive areas.
***
Back in the bedroom Greg sat Cat down on the bed kissed her deeply, when they broke apart, Greg reached over into his night stands drawer, and pulled out a small box.
I wasnt really sure when I planned on giving you this, Greg told Catherine quietly, but I think now is the perfect time.
Catherine took the box, opened it, and gasped. Inside was a diamond ring.
Greg took her hand looked into her face and whispered, Catherine, you are my world, I love you more than anything, or anyone else, and if you will have me I want to be your husband, and love you until I die.
Oh, Dad… Greg, of course Ill have you for a husband, Ive wanted you to ask me for more than a year. Catherine said as she placed the ring on her finger.
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Catherine's Black Submission byblackandwhitewriter©Roy drove his huge cock deep into Catherine's sopping wet cunt, her moans filling the air. They'd been at it for almost an hour and she'd had four intense orgasms. Once again, her breathing picked up, longer and faster, as she neared yet another climax. Sure enough, with a few more of Roy's powerful strokes, Catherine exploded for a fifth time, her screams signaling complete satisfaction...and near exhaustion.Roy was a handsome black man and...
For the first time since her divorce Victoria Preston was wishing she still had a husband, or live in lover. Having Just days ago been subjected to the most sexual abuse that she would have believed possible and at the hands of a total stranger at that, a stranger complete with a horrific leather mask, who had beaten and sexually humiliated her, in full view that awful woman Joan and of course her nemesis Sean Brady. Now just an hour ago Sean had simply walked into her home and doing so with...
“We’ll that was fun the other night Caroline, your mother sure is one hell of a fuck, hey what do you think, you reckon we’ve done the job on the bitch, I reckon the kid will be mine not my brother’s, not that it matters when we only want to milk your mums tits” With Caroline Dixon kneeling naked upon her Masters office desk performing her duties as a living naked ‘centrepiece’ upon his desk, as was so often the case during his business meetings, Peter Harris had left the office with his...
Carrying a tray laden with Coffee and breakfast things up to her bedroom, wearing nothing other than a leather collar and leash, wasn’t an experience Annie Day had previously participated in at 9 in the morning and certainly not at the same time on the dot every morning, in fact until a few months ago such an exercise was something Annie would never have dreamed of. Certainly not before having her home and her very existence taken over by Olga, the burly East European dominant Lesbian. In...
Catherine was a guest lecturer at a small, southern, community college. She had been in town for just under three weeks. Her lecture on that fateful day had lasted a little longer than usual. On top of that, her students had asked many more questions than they normally would have asked. This pleased Catherine because it indicated they were paying attention. However, by the time she left the classroom it was getting late. She hoped she hadn't missed her ride. To add insult to injury,...
It had all started with the unusually cold night that in the tiled bathroom had felt a lot colder that it had made her nipples slightly more sensitive when she had begun removing her clothes, stepping into the hot bath, she had felt quite relaxed, and secured. Going back to what her friend had taught her do you, you slide a finger inside, find the clit, and focus on it. She had spent quite some time with her finger in her vagina before she finally found it, giving an usual amount of pleasure...
Although seemingly each of them were deep in thought, in reality Catherine Dixon and her son Dan were if fact just too embarrassed to speak during the journey home from the party, in fact the trip had been completed in strained silence, until once indoors Mother and son retired to their respective bedrooms. There each to ponder upon that evenings momentous events. Soothing her beaten and battered body in a hot bath, Catherine’s emotions were in turmoil, for although there could have been no...
Caroline Dixon: If Caroline Dixon had won her own battle with her Mother for the attention and affections of their ‘owner’ Peter Harris when at his large country Manor House, the situation in the Dixon Household when Caroline paid a rare visit could be described as being a no contest between Mother and Daughter. For thanks to Dan’s edict that his Mother adopt a minuscule dress dress code about the house when he arrived home and when serving his meals, Catherine Dixon was wearing no more...
Catherine Makes A Change By Petricia She stood in the doorway and gazed at it as she had done countless times before. Gleaming stainless steel, black lacquer, soft black leather, chrome buckles. It was beautiful, a work of art. It was hideous, evil, cold- a thing to be feared and reviled. It dominated the room, as it dominated her thoughts, and holding the promise of something so sinister it made her quiver to think about it. The device was Catherine’s own creation, a product of her...
My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I don't consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. I'm a smart kid, but I'm not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was,...
My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I don't consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. I'm a smart kid, but I'm not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was,...
Introduction: And it happened again FFS. Made sure this account will not be deleted, enjoy the story and wait for more. I will be posting more I promise. Apologies for the technical difficulties ???? My eyes hurt from staring at the small screen all night, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things to one another. I felt like a sick pervert inside, but I was far too busy to concern...
Introduction: Hey guys, so my account was rejected by xnxx after I had posted this, so for the sake of simplicity I am re-uploading it here. I apologize for the confusion. Feel free to rate and comment again, and stay tuned for the next parts, assuming my account isnt denied again. My eyes hurt from staring at the small screen all night, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things...
The Countless reply texts to whoever had sent her the first dreadful text message instructing Victoria Preston to check her emails, resulted in not one single reply, or text of any kind from that ‘unknown number’ Likewise Vicky’s every attempt at sending a reply email to the perverted scumbags behind the horrified nerve jangling 45 minute long video film they’d somehow compiled of Vicky’s horrific sexual debasement at the hands and bodies of unknown abusers had been returned as being sent to...
“And just where the fuck have you been?” In fact Trevor knew full well where his girlfriend Claire Taylor had been all afternoon, but he wasn’t about to allow himself to look a mug again, having already been made to look a fool when left outside the house of Annie Day by Kevin Smith, who’d then disappeared to who knows where along with with Claire’s mother Karen. “Why are you shouting at me Trevor, I’m not your property and I don’t have to tell you where I am every minute of the day!”...
Comfortably reclining in the large antique leather chair behind his huge antique oak desk, the imposing figure of Peter Harris gazed with huge satisfaction and no little pride at the two almost identical women, both with hands were clasped together behind their Blonde heads. Peter’s huge desk, upon which on its two far corners, Catherine Dixon and her daughter Caroline, each adorned with large identical nipple rings, gazed down toward the surface of the huge desk, each wearing only a...
Finally having the house to herself after the departure of her son Dan and the young girl Sharon, Catherine Dixon was at long last able to take a long hot soak in her bath, but more importantly a private bath and to reflect upon her feelings, not only of how she’d yet again been sexually used and abused by both her son and his strange new girlfriend, but of how Dan had taken another giant step toward sexually owning his own Mother. For where he’d previously been satisfied sexually...
Having completed an all too rare shopping expedition with her daughter Caroline, and now concluding lunch with coffee, Catherine Dixon was now having to fend of some increasingly difficult questions from her daughter. Certainly Catherine had been delighted to hear her daughter praising her new hairstyle and that with a new sparkle in her eyes and a far more glamorous manner of dressing, her Mother looked ‘more attractive than ever’ these days. “It’s almost as if you’ve taken a lover Mum”...
When Catherine arrived, I met her at the door and gave her a huge hug. Callie came bouncing down the stairs and joined us in a group hug. After we were finished, I carried Catherine's bags up to her bedroom and helped her unpack. "So have you two been good?" Catherine asked. "No, Mom, I'm afraid that we've been very bad" was Callie's response. "Excellent!" said Catherine. "I was hoping you'd say that." "Mom, I wanted to say thanks for allowing me to fuck Bob this weekend. He's been the subject...
Straight SexBeware the night before the dawnBeware the dark when light is goneFor there's a phantom lust awakePowerwolf,Demons are a girl's best friendThe word best suited to describe Catherine's sex life, the one that immediately came to her mind when she thought of the delights of passionate love, this word was an adjective and this adjective was, quite simply and to her great displeasure: catastrophic. After a long series of shabby plans in which the deflated, pathetic runts unable to make her come,...
The affair between Julie Jenkinson and her now eighteen-year-old son Christopher was not abating and they were having sex,on average, three times a day.Julie had purchased a cane as one of Christopher's eighteenth birthday presents and he now felt that across his arse more frequently than his mothers hairbrush with him usually wearing female clothing when the beatings were administered although they had long ceased to be punishments as both parties got pleasure from them.For a change Julie was...
IncestBeing led by the hand through the house of a previously complete stranger would have been a novel enough experience for Claire Taylor, although being led by the hand when wearing no more than a skimpy set of green and black satin lingerie while her breasts and nipples were jiggling around over the quarter cup bra was another matter altogether. Especially when the person clutching Claire’s hand was a tall mature grey haired stranger she only met an hour ago. This surely was an out of this...
At his huge desk, Sean Brady studied the lithe buxom and clearly nervous figure in the chair opposite and smiled at the gorgeous vision before him. Wearing a summer blouse and lightweight Blue skirt, Caroline Dixon really looked the proverbial million dollars’. Sean had been delighted when her brother Dan had told him his sister Caroline wanted to see him again, to confront Sean about any possible Involvement he had with his Mother, then even more so, when Caroline had Called him to...
Catherine Jenkinson was just short of her twentieth birthday and it was now almost two months since she had paid her surprise visit to her mother Julie and eighteen-year-old brother Christopher.As it turned out it was Catherine that got most of the surprises because, on her arrival, she found her mother in the process of spanking her brother with a hairbrush but not only that, Christopher was wearing female clothing.She was to discover that not only were both the spanking and the wearing of...
IncestCatherine Bell, better known in the last eight years as Lt. Col. Sarah McKenzie, USMC (or "Mac") knew there was more than one reason she was cast for her role in the TV series, JAG. One reason was her demonstrated acting ability. That was definitely true because Catherine is an astounding and very convincing actress. But, there were some other obvious reasons -- Catherine's beauty and her shapely figure. Anyone that doesn't know that sex appeal is a huge characteristic desired in TV shows...
Not that I want to claim to be historically accurate (and who can, considering it is only rumor), but the speculation that she was 'good' to her horses gets my imagination stirring! So, maybe it happened like this... Our not yet horsebred Russkie is not allowed loose comingling, both for bloodlines and for security, but she is eighteen, devoid of her 'flower' thanks to a (helpful?) servant, and becoming addicted to dick! The servant didn't realize she'd love it so much but if he...
We had been to my cousin's wedding reception and were on our way home when my wife Catherine slid over next to me and put her hand on my leg. I knew what she wanted; hell, she'd been wanting it all night. She had wanted it as we were getting ready to go to the wedding, but I had put her off because we were running late. She had been 'antsy' ever since. Twice during the reception she had tried to maneuver me into an empty room for a quickie, but instead of thinking of her steaming hot pussy...
Entering the inner sanctum of the old second hand bookshop once again a few days later was nervy pleasure Kevin Smith, one he thought he’d never again experience. Yet one single chance meeting had suddenly intervened. That of an tall attractive mature busty blonde running low on fuel and her pulling into a small out of town filling station, manned by Kevin, which had been the catalyst for his hoped for return to the fold, of Sean Brady’s enterprise. That of running an enterprise making...
Catherine Bell was very frustrated. She loved sex and yet she wasn't regularly getting nearly enough to keep her satisfied and to knock the hot sexy edge off of her horniness. She hated not being able to get fucked whenever she needed to. Catherine found herself getting very horny on the set where she filmed JAG on a daily basis and by the time she got home, she was screaming for an orgasm and her husband was never there to help her get the sexual satisfaction that a normal horny woman like...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI know I shouldn't write my hot imagination on the internet as the readers might find out who I am talking about. I just hope that she will never find out. BUT NEVER DO IT IN REAL LIFE, THIS IS JUST MY fantasy Catherine was a senior girl in high school, probably about 18 or so. She stands 5'6" and weights about 128 lbs, she was quite chubby in others' perspective; but I found her kind of attractive in my eyes. Anyway, on the first day back to school from summer holidays, the whole school was...
First TimeI looked at her wedding ring and the guy glanced down at it then smiled up over her shoulder, his eyes leveling upon mine and he shook his head, the entire exchange being my question - “are you two married” and his response - “she is but not to me”. His hand swept to the small of her back then, and he bent to her, kissing her passionately and I turned back to the wheel of my newly acquired half cabin cruiser.I had only bought it two weeks before, along with the small taxi business on the lake,...
An incessant ringing of the doorbell had been non stop and persistent enough to wake and tell the sleepy naked Caroline Dixon the caller was going nowhere until someone had answered and as there was no way she was about to rush around getting dressed, an annoyed Caroline Dixon eventually decided the naked and disheveled handcuffed figure of her Aunt Vicky, who’s head had remained between her legs while both of them had slept, would just have to answer the annoying doorbell, a minor annoyance...