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Birth of Perversion

Part 1

Good Morning

It was another wonderful morning. Today’s sunrise just broke over the La Jolla hills. The soft yellow sun rays were rushing through the openings of my third story, floor to ceiling windows, of the master bedroom suite. Those delicate rays illuminating the entire room brought with them the sweet melodies of the birds. The Man upstairs was providing us with bright blue skies and white-puffy-clouds this morning.

My balcony doors on the opposite side of the suite were open to the beach below and the faint sounds of the waves breaking on the sand. There was a slight wisp of salty air from the ocean gliding through the room and the promise of another splendid day. The sweet resonance of nature was suddenly broken when my daughter whispered softly and sensually into my ear, “Come on Daddy. Please!!! You need hurry up or I’m going to be late again. I can’t afford to be late or I have to go to detention -- yet again!!! This will be my fourth late this month. That means I lose one of my valuable sick days that I am saving up for the end of the year. I so desperately want to go to the beaches down in Mexico with my sister and all of our girlfriends.”

I enjoy my Princess waking me up like this especially on school mornings. I was laying on my side spooning my luscious teenage daughter. My manhood tingling with desires as it was slipping between the crack of her warm, wet and savory nubile ass cheeks. Our lust for each other created that lovely saturated sloshing sounds as my hard cock was being coated with her love juices.

Princess was biting down on the pillow trying to muffle her moans and groans of her sensual cries of pleasures. When she turned her head back to look at me in her moaning voice, “You feel so good inside of me Daddy. I never want this feeling to stop. The way your cock strokes deep inside of me. I feel like a happy kitty cat purring just for you Daddy.” Her moans and grunts were becoming louder, “You like stretching out your little girl’s secret hole, DON’T YOU!!!!? Pushing it deeper and deeper, making it so wet and slippery for your own pleasure?”

She learned her dirty talk from listening to her mother and I having sex. Hearing my sweet innocent girl talking dirty to me. I was delving deeper into her snug little love tunnel as far as she would allow me to go. Her pussy was so tight, slimy, wet and hot. I moved my lips to her ear and whispered, “Oh Jesus Christ, your sweet little baby maker is coating my cock Princess.”

The overwhelming carnal desire to pleasure my yummy plaything was boiling throughout my body. Princess’ right leg was pointing towards the ceiling, her skirt hiked up over her impeccably tight teenage round ass cheeks. Her panties were dangling off of her toes. I was holding onto my daughter’s shapely ballerina’s thigh for dear life never wanting to let it go. I was trying to stay as deep inside of her velvety lined love tunnel. The deeper I tunneled the more she was trying to push me back out. My Princess’ eyes rolled up into the back of her head and in her soft whimpering voice she said, “Damn daddy, you REALLY know how to stretch me open. Daddy my pussy feels so full like a really big hot dog that’s too big for the bun.”

Catching her big brown eyes as they rolled back down from the back of her head I said, “Anything to make my Princess happy.” My left arm rested underneath her head and shoulders. I curled my arm towards my head bring us face to face, eyeball to eyeball, “I love you Princess.” Opening my mouth, she mimicked me, pushing our tongues into each other’s mouths tasting one another.

When our tongues returned to our mouths I smiled at my little cutie pie and said, “Please relax and let Daddy do what he does best.”

Reluctantly I pulled out of her and rose to my knees spreading her legs apart. It’s not every day a father gets an opportunity like this. I especially adored looking down at her nubile body. She’s so muscular and tight, particularly between those appetizing dancer thighs. She has this special V shape draping down from her hips to her bald, wet and slimy slit.

I was ogling her nearly ripened vagina. It was pure perfection and enticingly gaped. My manhood ached for its return between her swollen, wet thin lips. As the tip of my cock moved towards it I could feel the heat pouring out from its depths. Her gape was perfectly rounded to the shape of the height, depth and girth of my shaft.

Gazing down on her it was if her naughty spot was aching for more of my hot, slime covered rod. Princess smiled looking up at me with her trusting eyes. She grasped my slimy shaft, “Here let me help you put it back inside of me Daddy, right where you belong. Look at my Daddy’s cock, whew, it is so long, thick and beautiful. I enjoy watching your cock as it opens my tiny forbidden hole wider and wider. I still can’t believe my Daddy’s cock fits inside my tiny hole.”

Laying on top of her my hips thrusting gently between her strong muscular thighs that were now pulled back towards her shoulders; I could feel my balls starting to tighten. The more we passionately French kissed one another. Her amorous kisses were bringing me that much closer to my impending explosion.

When we broke our kiss, she gazed up at me with those big brown trusting eyes, “Come on Daddy!!! You’re so incredibly deep inside of me right now. Don’t be afraid Daddy. You can pound me with your big hard cock, come on, seriously don’t be afraid to do it harder to me Daddy. I want to feel you slamming harder and faster I promise my pussy can take all of you. I want to feel you ramming your cock deeper and deeper into me. Do whatever you want to your teenage fuck doll Daddy!!!! I promise you’re not going to hurt me, I like it when you want to abuse my holes.”

I mean come on, hearing her pure wanton desire from your little girl, especially to the man she trusts most in the world to pleasure her, is astounding. Knowing that your innocent Princess is growing up but she’s growing up to be a real woman using her daddies cock as her guide to womanhood is a glorious thing. Then came the divine sounds of my upper thighs slapping between her youthful compact legs making my manhood swell even more within her. With each long deep penetrating strokes, I could feel the increase of her pussy juices oozing down my shaft then escaping out of the bottom of her slim, tight slit.

She was caressing her breasts and using her fingers to toy with her clit. Her moans were no longer that of youthful girl but a budding woman and in a deeper groaning hushed voice she said, “Oh my fucking god daddy, it feels like your cock is actually getting bigger and wider inside of me. Holy Jesus MOTHER FUCKING CHRIST how is that even POSSIBLE!!!!!! Damn you feel so hard right now. LOOK DADDY!!!!! Look, look, look, watch, watch, the head of your cock. Look as it goes from my pussy as it pushes up to my bellybutton inside of me. I want you to give me your cum Daddy. Cum on my flat yummy tummy. I want to feel your warm juice on my tummy. I want to rub it deep into my skin and pretend you’re giving me your baby.”

Her pussy was drenched, gaped and unrestricted now. She was taking me balls deep with every long smashing stroke. Pushing her thighs wider apart our love making became intense. It was becoming harder to hold back my orgasm. My penis felt like pure electricity at this point. It was as if I put my finger inside of a light socket. I pushed her downwards harder and deeper into the mattress. My penis lost all control, “Princess I can’t help myyyyyyyssssself!!!!!! I am so addicted to your warm hole. Aaaaaaah Jeeezzzzuuuussss CHRIST!!!!! Then I began to spew rope after rope of my cum inside of her.”

My toes were curled my body clenched tight against hers. She asked me to cum on her stomach and not inside of her so she could clean up faster and get off to school. But being the fucking prick that I am, I didn’t care, I didn’t want it to stop either, the feeling of finishing inside of her was euphoric.

I rolled onto my side bringing her with me when I realized I had nothing more to deposit inside of her little fuck hole. The tip of my cock was still stuck inside of her like a Chinese finger trap. You see, her older sister was teaching her how to do Kegel exercises by inserting a teeny-tiny cock shaped 30-gram weights inside of her pussy. Princess and my other little Angel walk around school all day with them inside of their pussies. For a girl her age she’s got great control of that love muscle of hers.

The more I tried to slip it out of her, the tighter her love muscle and lips wrapped around the head of my cock. Besides, let’s be real here, there was no real intention on my part of trying to pull out of her. Do you know how many guys would kill to slip their cocks into my little girl? I get to do this anytime she wants me. My Princess being the good girl that she’s always been, has never denied my carnal requests of intimacy with her. Truly there was an inability of escaping her. The sheer tightness and grasp she had on the head of my penis felt like vice grips. Beads of sweat on my forehead were now running down the sides of my contented face as I was still trying to catch my breath.

My Princess remained calm and in control of herself. She smiled at me and said, “Oooh, Daddy, your cum feels so warm and squishy inside of me. I can’t help myself I love it when you finish inside of me. When you finish inside of me it makes me feel AAAAmaaaazzzzzing. You make me feel like a real woman when you do that. Daddy, I know what we are doing is supposed to be wrong or something like that but I really don’t understand why? If it makes us feel this good then why don’t more daddy’s and daughters play with each other like this? You know what Daddy? Every time you empty your ball sack inside of me, I truly know how much you really love me.”

She started pointing at something behind my head, “Don’t pull out just yet Daddy.” Like I could even if I tried. “I don’t want to leave any sperm stains on mommy’s brand-new silk sheets. Hand me a couple of tissues behind you, please.”

I reached over and took a few out and handed them to her. “Thanks Dad. Hold on just another second. Let me get ready before you slip it out. Okay, I’m ready now. Go ahead and pull out nice and slow I don’t want anything to splash onto mommy’s sheets.” I don’t think she even realizes that she has this awesome pussy control to keep me locked inside of her. I felt her relax her grip on my head and I eased out. There was a thick steady stream of my white chunky sperm flowing out of her slit right behind the head of my penis. It looked like a lava flow from a volcano, escaping from the ultra-thin folds of her vagina. She took the tissues trying to push all of my jizz back inside of her pussy. She raised her ass and both legs up to the ceiling. She began to wipe herself clean. “Daddy will you get my undies and put them on for me.”

They were rolled into a thin strip dangling from her ankle now. I struggled to get up to my knees to untangle them and said, “You know Princess, these are not undies, honey this is a thong and I still say very inappropriate for a girl your age.” I finally got them untangled. I eyeballed the front and the back and then slipped them on for her. Once she felt nice and snuggly with her thong nuzzling her itty-bitty-pussy and her string nice and straight between the crack of her ass cheeks, she rolled off the bed grabbing her tiny purse and skipped into my bathroom.

Several seconds later there was a noise, a steady stream of urine hitting the bowl then the toilet flushing. When my Princess reappeared inside the bedroom she stood there with a smile on her face. There she was, in all her glory, my little Catholic schoolgirl. Every young boy’s and man’s fantasy. She stood just under five feet tall and ninety pounds if she was lucky of pure gymnastic and ballerina muscle. Her Thai jet-black hair was in a single ponytail dangling to the middle of her back. She was in uniform wearing her powder blue top with her small school badge that looked like a tiny police officer’s badge just above her left A-cup breast. She had that light green tie snuggled between her teeny tiny breasts.

My eyes trailed down her flat stomach to her same powder blue and light green plaid skirt that fell just above her knees. The skirt hugged her budding round buttocks that would make any man want to just take a bite out of it. Just below that was her calf high white socks and black patent leather shoes. She smiled at me and said, “Had to get rid of the evidence Daddy.” She looked over at the clock and panic started to set back in again and she said, “God I’ve got a few minutes to get down the street to catch the bus.” She looked at me as my penis was resting on my thigh with a small bead of sperm dangling from the tip. She had this disappointed look on her face as she yelled at me, “Daddy I can’t always be the one that makes sure all the evidence is cleaned up.”

She made her way to my side of the bed pointing at my half limp cock and angerly said, “Look at this!! You can’t leave this like this Daddy. What if mom were here and walked in on you?” She grasped my shaft raising it upwards. “See, why didn’t you tell me you still had some cum left inside of your shaft.” She bent over and opened her mouth. She licked my thigh first cleaning the wet sperm spot then she opened her mouth and sucked the last of my sperm from the tip of my penis. I mean Jesus Christ the way she sucked the cum out was making me hard again.

She smiled at me opening her mouth and stuck her tongue out. “See Daddy, that is just way too much sperm to waste. I don’t like it when you hold out on me like this. I worked hard for your sperm and I deserve every last drop of it. Besides, this would leave a big bad stain on mommy’s silk sheets then you’d have to explain why and what happened. You are going to get us caught if you’re not more careful Daddy!!!!!” She swallowed the rest of my sperm. Then she came up to my face and kissed me on the cheek. “Don’t worry, I still love you Daddy.”

She stood their arms folded and a smirk on her face, “Daddy we are going to have to cool things down a bit otherwise we are going to get busted and I really want to go to Mexico with my girlfriends at the end of the school year.”

I was finally breathing normal again and said, “We’ll talk about this when you get home. Now, scat before you’re late for the bus. I really don’t think I have the strength to stand or to drive you to school again.” She turned and just as she was about to exit the room she lifted her skirt showing me that tight little bum of hers. Her bum cheeks were opened ever so slightly and you could see she slipped in her small red butt plug. It looked like there was a small ruby stone covering her tiny balloon knot. Then the little string hanging from her pussy where she slipped in her tiny Kegel weight.

She turned her head back at me and with an evil little smile twerked her itty-bitty butt back at my face and said, “I’m going to be the only girl at school today that is going to have her daddy’s sperm oozing out of her. Na-na-na-na-na. Who knows when I go to mass today I could leave a little deposit on the pew for good luck. See ya and love ya daddy.”

I could hear her quick pace as she flew down the steps in her patent leather shoes tapping each step rather loudly. Then the front door creaking open I heard her say in a loud warning voice, “Oh, hey MOM!!! How was your RUN!!!!?” I quickly got out of bed and made my way into the shower turning on the water. Then I heard my wife, ‘Where’s your sister?’ Princess said, ‘she’s at the bus stop waiting for me.’ My wife said, ‘Listen, I don’t understand why your late so much, especially when you get up before your sister. Well, be good at school today okay. Love you.’ Then the door slammed shut as it shook the house. Finally hearing the key slip into the lock and her locking the door I could hear her outside yelling, ‘Hey Michelle hold up!! If there is two of us the bus has…….’ She was then out of earshot.

I was able to get my bathrobe on when my sweet wife came tumbling into the room. She had on her sports bra and jogging shorts. She fell onto the bed kicking her shoes off and I said, “Hey want to join me in the shower?”

My wife smiled at me, “I am pretty stinky, think you’re willing to clean me up and then perhaps….”

I smiled walked over to her and pulled her sports bra off and then her shorts with her thong. I buried my face in between her thighs and kissed her pussy and said, “Still tastes delicious to me.” Then we headed off to the shower where I made another deposit but this time it was in my wife’s mouth.

This was one of my better mornings. I don’t know about you guys but when you wake up to your daughter’s head bobbing up and down while sucking your cock then giving you her pussy is just delightful. Then having your wife let you take her in the shower is a pleasant encore. There is no better way to start your day I can attest to that. Although, later this afternoon, I am going to have my first session with Dr. Chad Simpkins a sex therapist. I need to work out some issues. After reading this so far you know that I have at least one bad issue.

Part 2

The Beginning

So, several hours later I was sitting in the shrinks waiting. I peeked down at my watch it was 1:30 in the afternoon. My appointment was for 1:00 even at the shrink’s off it seems appointment times don’t mean all that much and mine got pushed back. I was nervous as hell. I kept eyeballing his receptionist. She was a cute 30 something. As she was typing away I was having all kinds of nasty ideas of me being her boss and creating many human resources problems if you know what I mean?

Then reality set in I realized that she wouldn’t be interested in some kind of sycophant like me. She was probably thinking I had a weird fetish or worse I was here because of ED (erectile dysfunction). I peered over at her trying to make some kind of eye contact but none came. Yeah, she probably thought I liked chicks using dildos on me, BDSM, I’m a nudist, perhaps a lowlife swinger or the worst a Cuckold. I mean just a few hours ago I dropped two loads into two willing women who want my cock. Now, I find myself in some kind of self-loathsome mood. Then by the grace of God himself the buzzer rang and Dr. Simpkins said, “Hey, Pam I’m ready for Mr. Johnson now.”

Pam looked up me. I was hoping for something positive from her but all I got as a neutral glance and tone, “The doctor will see you now.” It was as if I weren’t even there. Like I didn’t even exist.

As I made my way to the door it swung open and Dr. Simpkins greeted me, “Hey, Brett come on in.” I shook his hand as I walked past him into the office. It was nice. It had a big ornate antique desk in front of a big bay window that overlooked the ocean. The walls were dark cherry wood with all kinds of impressionist’s artwork on them. Probably all prints. In front of the desk was a sofa and coffee table and two red leather chairs. “I thought after you cancelled the last several times that you were never going to show up.”

He sat in one of the chairs so I sat across from him to appear to be his equal for at least now anyway and I said, “Well, Dr. Simpkins I have a pretty bad problem that has splintered off into many others. Those problems have become deep seeded secrets that have been locked away for years. It’s very difficult to actually reveal them to anyone or even admit that they even really exist.”

Dr. Simpkins nodded at me, “So, you want to get right into it then? Okay, so tell me, what do you feel the problem is, that started you to have to keep your actions secret from everyone else?”

I said, “It has to be, being monogamous. I’ve never been able to stay faithful to any woman. As a matter of fact, I’ve only been faithful to my wife for the first year or year and half of our marriage. I had one crazy weekend where I had cheated on her with three different people, two of which I’m still having an affair with today. That’s been almost two decades now. It even gets worse as I have been in other continuing long-term affairs as well with even younger women. I mean I don’t see all them every week or something like that but when I do see them we inevitably end up fucking each other. It’s like we can’t help ourselves.

It seems like I’m some sort of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. It’s like I have this whole other personality lurking just below the surface that only comes out when no one else is around. I’ve put on this façade for everyone but the real me is not so great. Years ago, monogamy was my only problem but since then it has splintered down several pathways that has brought on problems like perverseness, debauchery, deplorable intentions, abhorrent actions and diabolical behavior that is illicit, immoral and reprehensible.”

Dr. Simpkins threw up his hands stopping me in my tracks and said, “Wow, slow down Brett. Dr Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, deplorable, perverse, illicit and immoral. Brett you have a very low self-esteem about yourself and your life. How in the world did you come to these conclusions?”

I sort of was taken a back, “Well, we all have the secret person that we hide away. Usually the only person who see’s it is our lovers. You know even Billy Joel sings about it in his song, ‘The Stranger in ourselves’ I’m a chameleon Chad. Is it okay if I call you by your first name? It would really help me if I felt like I was talking to one of my buddies.”

Chad said, “Sure. Still it can’t be all that bad.”

I chuckled and said, “Chad it’s bad really bad. Did you ever see the guy on TV? He’s handcuffed coming out of his house and underneath him on the screen is the scrolling news showing all the horrid things that he’s being accused of? Then all of the neighbors that are interviewed say ‘I can’t believe it he always seemed so nice. I can’t believe that they’re actually accusing him of all that stuff.’ Well, one day that is going to be me and what they’re saying about me is going to be true. Honestly Chad, how I’ve stayed out of jail is a god damned miracle. I seem to be on a spiraling path that’s leading downwards; that spiral is getting tighter and tighter the slope is a lot steeper now as the years have passed. I am about to land in the deepest parts of hell.”

Chad looked at me and said, “Damn Brett jumping right into the deep end of the pool aren’t you. Brett, I think you have deeper problems than just cheating on your wife. Tell you what. You say all these problems happened after you were married or after you took on a mistress or mistresses why don’t we start right there. Right at the beginning of this spiraling pathway leading down to the preverbal gates of hell.”

I tried to act cool sitting across from him but in reality, I was shaking like a Parkinson’s diseased Michael J. Fox on the inside, is that horrible? Ah well Fuck it, I said, “The beginning well okay. First thing you have to know is my wife is Thai and I met her here in La Jolla. We started dating and within a month she moved into my mansion and at six months we were in Vegas and we both just said, ‘fuck it’ and we went to one of those little chapels and got hitched.

Now, I’ve got a very successful business and just before I met my wife I had put bids out on several hospital chains for their book of business. After we were married I hit the lottery and Kaiser Permanente came a knocking. I won the bid and my wife understood that returning to Thailand wasn’t in the cards for a while. She was great and understanding although because I was on the road so much she was racking up huge international phone bills calling her family all the time.

So, I put out a few thousand dollars and bought computers for both of us and for her family back in Thailand. Skype came to the rescue. Free internet calling, video chatting the whole shebang. That’s how I finally met my step-daughter albeit online. I started helping her with her homework and taught her English and she taught me how to speak Thai. Now, during that same year or so, my wife’s parents were bouncing in and out of the hospital. Several months later is when they didn’t come out. Her eldest brother Skyped with her and told my wife that things were pretty grim with their parents and she should come back as soon as she could.

Once my wife gave me that news I chartered a plane and we were on our way back to finally meet her family and the beginning of my problems. Now, I think that the catalyst that put me over the top was physically meeting my step-daughter for the first time. It tipped the scales over to one side and I let me guard down while I was there and bad, bad, really bad things happened when I was there for the first time.”

Chad said, “Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. Tell me about that first meeting and how it tipped the scales for you to cheat on your wife?”

Things were getting easier now and I said, “Well, we arrived at my wife’s house. There had to be like thirty people aside from my wife’s family to greet us. It was all of my wife’s girlfriends their husbands and kids. It was great they all wanted to meet the American husband. They made me feel so warm and welcome. Unfortunately, that afternoon it was like 95 degrees outside and I could only take so much of the heat.

After a while of being accommodating to these people I leaned over to my wife and told her that I couldn’t take it anymore. I was so hot, uncomfortable and I was pretty well jet lagged as well. So, I grabbed our bags my wife told me our room was upstairs first door on the left. On the bottom floor of the house was the kitchen and through the kitchen door lead to a big square room. Inside on the left were two queen size beds and armoires in front of them. One was for my step-daughter and the other was for my sister and brother-in-law who just had a baby. Moving towards the stairs to the right was another setup for my recently divorced brother-in-law. His kids were great they both took a big shine to me.



When you get to the top of the stairs there is like a half floor there. To the left are two doors one for the bathroom and the other for the shower. To the right is a huge changing area that had those tri-fold screens that you can change behind and several more armoires and little make-up tables. From there, were a few steps up to the same setup as the downstairs except the beds to the left were actual bedrooms. The living room was upstairs with an oversized couch, recliners and a 60’ TV that I sent money back for them to buy and of course the computer in the corner.

After I unpacked everything I fell back into the recliner in my bedroom and fell asleep for a while. Then I heard that screech of a voice when my wife is looking for me. I knew we were going to go see her parents in the hospital so I had no choice but to get up.



I started making my way to the back of the house when I saw this incredible Godly vision appear before right before my eyes. Just as I hit that bottom step of that half floor, the shower door flung open. When, like I said, this incredible vision appeared right in front of me. It was if I were hit with a lightning bolt or something. I mean honest to Christ I’ve never seen a young girl look so fine in all my fucking life Chad. She appeared to be, glistening, I guess is the best way to describe her. She appeared to be a nude angel. The sunlight from the window in the shower room was behind her casting off this warm yellow glow all around her like an angelic halo. She was soaking wet from head to toe. Water was dripping from her face, boobs and hair.

She had the typical long black Asian silky hair that went just past her shoulders. She had perfect light skin no blemishes anywhere. Over the last year since we started talking on Skype she developed into her superb, round B-cup breasts that stood up with brown areola’s and small nipples. They were so youthful and perky you just wanted to squeeze and suck on them all day.

She had that wonderful straight line that started between her nubile cleavage the went all the way down to her nether regions. Her stomach was as flat as an ironing board and you could see the development of a six pack as she breathed. She even had that special triangle shape. You know the one that goes from her lower abdomen hips down to her sweet little cunt area. There was the smallest patch of well-groomed fur just over her what should have been her slit but instead it seemed smooth as silk. She looked like a real live fucking barbie doll down there.

Also, she didn’t have the typical flat Asian ass. She was doing her squats and exercise programs that I had sent to her the year before. I could stare at her tiny round bum all day. At that very first moment all I could think was of how tight she must have been between her legs. Then I caught myself and shut down all of those impure thoughts as it was my step-daughter that I was thinking about.

Her English nickname is Nancy or Nan. When she finally looked up at me she was overwhelmed with surprise to see me standing there at that very moment. She was absolutely breath-taking; Chad I can’t stress that enough. Completely nude, soaking wet, dripping water everywhere. When she realized it was me she broke out this big smile and there came this crescendo of ‘Daddies’. ‘Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy.’ Then without warning she took a few steps and flung herself at me. She looked like a Bengal Tiger pouncing on its prey. Her pink painted finger and toes nails acting like claws.

Now, I stand six foot and at the time she was probably about 4’7.” She wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck like a Boa constrictor. Her breasts felt warm, wet and squishy on my chest, as she was yelling daddy. Then there came a flurry of kisses all over my face, forehead, eyes, nose, ears and mouth. She was bouncing and writhing up and down on my torso with sheer joy and excitement to see me.

Before there was no notice of her slit but with all of this friction going on and her writhing up and down on my torso area. I could feel her pussy open up and the heat start to pour out of that tiny little opening igniting the flames of my cock to rise up and become rock hard. Well, that and she was nude, and that she was so damn good looking.

I was trying to say something but each time I opened my mouth I was met with a kiss with her tongue slipping into my mouth. Eventually I got a hold of her and told her to stop and she just smiled and said, ‘Oh, Daddy, I still can’t believe you came all this way just to see me. I’m so excited daddy that you’re finally here Daddy. I thought you were never going to get here. Now that you’re here I never want to let you go.’ She pulled her chest away from me to look me in the eye extending her arms to their full length holding on with her fingers still interlocked around my neck.

The view of her perky, pointing breasts made my mouth water like they were watermelons that you just wanted a taste on a hot day. She was still writhing up and down on my shaft with excitement. I got a hold of my impure thoughts and realized who was dangling off of my crotch area and I said, ‘Well, I’m so excited to finally to meet you too. I couldn’t wait to finally meet my little girl. But, right now you have to get down. You hanging off me like this is very wrong. You need put on some clothes before someone comes up here and sees us like this.’

She giggled writhing harder and squeezing her legs around my waste and said, ‘You’re just silly daddy, besides I think you like me right where I am. I can feel it you know. Your thingy. It feels so big and hard against my naughty spot. Doesn’t it feel good for you too? Because it feels very good to me. It feels like we should stay like this for a little while longer, don’t you think? I really don’t want to get down. Your thing feels too good between my legs Daddy. Do you really want me to get off of you? Or do you want me to keep going?’

I thought to myself, ‘This is bad really bad.’ I noticed a small robe hanging in the changing area. Carrying her towards it I reached out for it. I was finally able to pry her off of me, ‘Nan, this is wrong and all of mommy’s friends are right outside the kitchen door. If someone were to walk up here right now they’re going to get the wrong idea about you and me.’ She moved closer to me again putting her arms around my waste. She moved her mouth to mine and kissed me again. Pushing her tongue into my mouth, ‘What wrong idea Daddy? What, that a daughter loves her daddy? I don’t think there is anything wrong with that.’

She finally let me go as I held the robe for her. She did put it on but didn’t tie it allowing me to finally get to see her tiny slit that was hiding her cunt previously. Hearing her mother calling for me once again she said, ‘Go ahead daddy we have plenty of time to talk about what is right and wrong about paying special attention to my daddy.’ She came up on her tip toes and gave me another delicious French kiss leaving the robe untied so her skin would rub up against me. When we broke our kiss, she stepped back and opened the robe for me to view every yummy inch of her spectacular hard nubile body.”

Chad looked at me and said, “Ah, come on! You mean to tell me that all of this happened the first time you met her? The things she said and the writhing and showing off her nude body to you? Brett, tell me the truth. Did you just happen to embellish things just a little bit?”

I was shocked the he didn’t believe me and said, “I haven’t left one thing out. I want to be totally honest with you about everything. Now, I understand I got hard with her hanging on my body and all but that was just the friction between us. I couldn’t help that. But this is the type of thing I’m talking about Chad. I didn’t plan for this to happen. I didn’t go looking for her hoping to catch her naked or something. I didn’t creep on her or peek at her when she was in the shower. So, I could stroke my cock and fantasize about her. This isn’t a porn movie Chad this is my life. This is the type indiscretion just always seems to happened to me.”

Then the thought occurred to me that ‘he doesn’t believe a word I’m saying’ and I stood up and started walking towards the door and Chad said, “Hey, Brett where are you going? We’re not done yet. You still have about forty minutes left.”

I turned to him and said, “Oh yeah we are. It’s obvious to me that you’re the wrong person to talk about this stuff. Sorry I took up your time. This is the reason I kept cancelling on you. I figured you wouldn’t believe me. I’ll make sure you get paid for the full hour. It was nice meeting you Chad. Have a nice day.”

Chad said, “Wait, wait, wait, wait Brett what is going on here? You were doing so well. You were opening up and even revealing some embarrassing things about yourself.”

I turned and smirked, “Dr. Simpkins if you can’t believe that small little incident then…. Quite frankly you can’t help me. You know sometimes the truth is an odd thing it’s not always wrapped up in a box with a pretty bow. Sometimes the truth cuts you like a knife. It can hurt you or heal a wrong that was done to you. Other times the truth can be just unbelievable and no one, like yourself, believes what they just heard.

That small little incident isn’t even the tip of the iceberg of my debauchery. That was like a snowflake gently falling from the sky some five hundred feet in the air. Not even ready to land on the tip of the iceberg of my perverseness. So, if I’m having trouble convincing you that my step-daughter jumped up on me naked and did those things to me. Then we haven’t established a foundation to build off of. So, have a great day. Like I said I’ll make sure you get paid for the full hour.”

Just as I was about to walk out, “Brett, please come back. It’s not a question of belief or maybe it is. Please, come back and take a seat. Let’s try and create that foundation you spoke of. You’re right I was a little blasé and cavalier about your situation.”

I paused in the doorway for a long while and drew in a deep breath turned around came back in and shut the door behind me. Leaning against the door I looked at him and said, “Chad if you’re going to do this with me then I am willing to open up and tell you everything. Trust me it’s not going to be pretty and it’s going to be fucking bad, really bad in some cases. I’ve done some pretty fucked up shit that I’m not proud of. Are you sure you want to invest your time with me Doc?”

Dr. Simpkins looked at me and said, “Brett, sit down and let’s start down the path of what you so elegantly called debauchery. I’ll be whomever you need me to be, your doctor or your best friend.”

Sitting across from him looking him deep in the eyes I said, “What I’m going to tell you is the truth and I’m not proud of any of this shit I’ve done. Do you understand this? This isn’t like we’re Frat brothers or something trying to one-upmanship each other.”

He looked at me with no note pad, pen or recording devices and said, “So, tell me how it happened.”

Okay I thought to myself and said, “Now, nothing really happened for a long time between my daughter and I like what happened during that very first meeting. Oh, she liked to play grab ass with me from time to time squeezing my ass or rubbing my crotch area when no one else was around. She would at times kiss me on the lips and slip her tongue into my mouth when no one was watching. I think she was testing me. Every now and then she would flash me her tits but nothing physical or sexual happened between us. I made sure of that.

The first time we were intimate came about two months later. I told you that I had won the contract for the one hospital chain but a much larger hospital chain was interested in giving me their entire book of business as well. They wanted a sit down with me. So, I had only had a few days before I was going to have to leave for the States in order to make that meeting and be prepared for it.

My wife on that particular fateful weekend said that she wanted to stay with her parents. It began on this fateful Friday morning when we had this conversation. Her father, who is a raging alcoholic, well, we finally got him into a rehab center and was going to be moved the next afternoon. I was disappointed of course that she wanted to stay this being my last weekend and all. I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

You see we started a little new trend at the house. On Friday afternoons going into the evenings we were having family barbeques and picnics. Everyone in the family would invite their friends and parents to join us. When I first got there, I showed off a little bit and bought a nice oversized grill. I would cook hamburgers, hotdogs and all the trimmings. My wife’s family and friends wanted to experience what we do here in America having cookouts and we and all the neighbors were all having a ball with it. Besides free food, beer and soda it wasn’t that hard to get people to come over.

Well, with my wife wanting to say with her mom I had to get back the house and start cooking. I also had to pack a small suitcase to go back home. I had to call my charter company to pick me up to fly me back home again. So, I left my wife at the hospital early that morning. First thing I did after leaving her was to go to this little German butcher in the city where the hospital was located. I purchased some sweet and spicy sausages and kielbasa with sauerkraut. It was a big hit a few weeks back and I didn’t have enough so I promised I would make sure we had enough the next time. Then I made my way back to the house.

When I got back to the house it was nice and quiet. I put everything down on the kitchen table and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the downstairs area from the kitchen directly to your left was two large armoires and behind them two queen sized beds. A few weeks before I bought some track and curtains like they use in the hospitals to divide the beds and hung them for, you know, a little bit of privacy. On the left was my step-daughter’s bed to the right of her was where my brother-in-law and his wife Lamb’s bed was. Lamb was her nickname because she was so sweet. Next to it was a crib with their three-month-old baby sleeping soundly. In the right-hand corner was the same setup for my other brother-in-law who just moved back in because he was recently divorced. His two kids took a real shine to me his son and especially his daughter.”

Chad said, Okay so there were quite a few people living in the house?”

I said, “Yeah and I sent money back to help take care of everyone. Anyway, my sister-in-law when she first met me and the wife was pretty standoffish. She had no idea who I was and my wife was in America for the past three years so she had no real relationship with her either. But over the past couple of months she came to know and trust us. You know babysitting the kids including her baby feeding her, bathing her and changing her diapers and all. Lamb and I had developed a pretty cool older brother younger sister relationship. I was about 31 at the time and she was still a very young tiny 19-year-old. She was just married because of the unexpected pregnancy and just like me a newlywed. We played all kinds of practical jokes on each other and horsed around as well. We became pretty close and it was really nice you know?”

Chad said, “So what is so important about your sister-in-law when it comes to the first time you had relations with your daughter?”

I said, “Well, there was a series of indiscretions that happened right in a row that weekend that I feel that brought my shield down and made it seem like it was okay to cross over that forbidden line with my step-daughter. So, like I said, I could see that my sister-in-law Lamb was still sleeping and in the bassinet was her baby girl fast asleep. My sister-in-law was on the bed in her nightshirt. I went upstairs to use the bathroom and when I came back out I was standing on the top step looking down into the room. I could see her sleeping peacefully. Her one leg was straight and the other bent at the knee her legs made like the number 4. I could see she had no undies on and her opened clean-shaven slit. It appeared to be wet and sparkly between her legs.

I thought to myself this could be one of her practical jokes she was playing on me. You know like, she was waiting for me to do something stupid and catch me red handed. This was the beginning of another bad situation in my life in which I failed horribly. I went down to the bedside and stood over her whispering to wake her but she remained quiet and still. I gazed down on her clean-shaven vagina and her healing C-section scar. Her pussy appeared to be a little wet and her lips were still parted ever so slightly, like she just finished masturbating or something. I could smell the wonderful spunkiness quaffing up to my nostrils exciting my cock into a semi-hard-on.

I couldn’t help myself for some unknown reason I bent over and sniffed her slit. What possessed me to do something like that baffles me even today. She had this sweet aroma of spunkiness that made my cock grow to full excitement. I don’t know why I did it. Maybe because I thought I could get away with it. Seriously Chad I am not sure why I did that. I should have covered her up and moved on with my day. Then to make matters worse I put my middle finger between her legs and began to rub her pussy and clit nice and gently.

What possessed me to do something like that? I was totally out of bounds on my end. Yet, seeing her pussy and knowing that it was forbidden made it all the more dangerous and exhilarating for me. I was going to have a little fun with her. I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t care that she was sleeping or not at this point. See, I know now that I crossed that line but back then I had no control of my illicit actions of molestation.

I felt it was her fault for not wearing any undies to bed. No one else was home so I knew I wouldn’t get caught. I fingered her for a minute or so waiting for her to wake up but she didn’t. I stopped molesting her satisfied with myself and went to the kitchen to cook up the meats smelling her spunky cunt on my finger as I left the room.

So, I went on with my day busying myself getting ready for that afternoon’s events. After doing several things around the yard outside I came back in to stir the meats. Then I heard that distinct shuffling of slippers on the tile floor coming towards the kitchen door. Standing in the doorway was my sister-in-law she was finally awake. I was panicked I had no idea if she knew what I had done to her or not. You can tell she was in a deep sleep and was awoken by that special smell of the sauerkraut.

Her hair was a disheveled and she didn’t have any make-up on. She was still wearing her night shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra because she normally breast fed the baby and it normally just got in the way. I could see that she was lactating a little as her nipples were visible from under her night shirt and the hint of wet spots where she was lactating and I nodded my head and said, “Morning their sunshine.”

She entered the kitchen and came up behind me as I was facing the stove. She wrapped her arms around my waist squeezing me tight. When she leaned up against me I could feel the dampness of her lactation tits and she said, ‘So what time is it? Where is everyone? Is it still early?’

I said, ‘It’s about 10 in the morning. I didn’t want to bother you. I saw you sleeping I know you need your rest and all. Your husband and your brother-in-law are still at work, Nan (my step-daughter) is at school and Jan (my wife) decided to stay at the hospital until tomorrow afternoon when their sending dad to the rehab place.’ I guess she had no idea I had just fingered her some ten minutes before.

She asked, ‘Brett have you seen my breast pump anywhere? My breasts are aching so bad they’re so full of milk and heavy. I haven’t been able to pump for two days now and they hurt really bad. Here feel them.’ She moved over to the kitchen table and sat down. ‘Come here, give me your hands for a minute and tell me what you think.’ She cupped the palm of my hands under her breasts. ‘Can you feel the weight of these things. I have no idea how your wife walks around with her big breasts like she does. I am so happy to have small ones.’

Now, nothing like this happened before between us. I mean she never just like volunteered for me to feel her up that way ever before. I know I got away with fingering her a few minutes earlier but this was way different. She was awake and knew what she was doing. For some reason I actually felt uncomfortable cupping and squeezing her nineteen-year-old titties.

I mean she’s not nearly as attractive as my step-daughter but nonetheless she was only 19 at the time. She had the baby a while back and had a C-section. The family said she didn’t gain a whole lot of weight with the baby maybe twenty pounds or so. She recovered very well and quickly. There was no baby bump up front and she still had her tiny little butt. They said she really didn’t need any maternity clothing.

Now, her breasts were the same size as my step-daughter’s a full round B-cup but that’s only because she’s breast feeding right now. She cut her hair just before she had the baby to make sure it didn’t get in the way and easy to maintain. I would have to say she was a hot little biscuit with butter. She stood about 5’1” and around 100 lbs.

My hands were cupping her breasts and I squeezed them ever so gently, ‘You are right. They are heavy.’ For some odd reason she stood up and removed her night shirt in front of me. I wasn’t sure what the hell was happening now. I don’t if she knew I fingered her and this was her practical joke in response to it? She stood before me completely nude. Lamb had never done anything like this before. She was just like most Thai girls rather shy about their bodies when outside of the house. But then something changes when you’re at home with them. Once Thai girls get around the family it’s like if you’re naked, it’s not that big of a deal for family to see you in your birthday suit.

I could see her milk was already pushing out of her nipples. She had this very tiny shaved pussy, she was very much like my step-daughter, had this tiny slit between her legs. If you didn’t look for it you wouldn’t find it. Also, was her small C-section scar on her lower abdomen. Looking up at me with these intense sensual eyes she said, ‘Help me please, your touch is so warm and delicate. My breasts feel so good when you touch and squeezing them the way you do.’ She put her hands over mine guiding them. ‘Don’t stop caressing it’s taking away that aching pain away from me.’

I reached out for them again and there came no reprisal from her. I cupped both breasts and gently gave them tiny, gentle squeezes. Her eyes closed and she moaned almost silently but it had the hint of sexual pleasure behind it rather than relief. She closed the gap between us and rising to her tiptoes she kissed me on the lips and I said, ‘I think that this is enough Lamb.’ You see Chad I might have been wrong playing with her pussy but I didn’t plan on her getting naked and her telling me to play with her titties and all.

Lamb moved to me and wrapped her arms around my waist again and said, ‘Thank you. Thank you for everything you’ve done since you’ve been here. The family was lost and had no direction until you and Jan showed up. In just a short time, you were able to get my husband back to work every day instead of sitting around with his brother drinking beer with their father. I don’t know how to repay you for that. Also, the breast pump really helped me. If I could only find it I have no idea where it is.’

She continued her advances with no reprisal by me. She smiled at me and moved her hips around in a circular motion. Then putting her arms around my neck, she moved in and kissed me again. Then this time the sisterly kiss turned into a passionate kiss. Her tongue slipped between my lips. Her legs straddled my bare thigh and she began to writhe her damp pussy up against me and I said, ‘You don’t have to thank me. Not like this. I mean we’re both newly married. This is wrong Lamb.’

Then she pulled my head down a little further, ‘I don’t care. I’ve been playing at this with you for several weeks now. I don’t know how many hints I have to give you that I want you? How about this, please kiss them.’

I sat on the edge of the table shocked I had no idea she wanted something like this to happen between us. I pulled her to me and I kissed her on the lips and wrapped my hands around her waist. She leaned in against me as my hands went down to squeeze her petite ass. To my surprise it fit in the palm of my hands and wasn’t lumpy because of her pregnancy. Her amorous moans and groans became enticing to me. I moved my mouth to her nipples. I began to flick my tongue on her nipples and suck some of her sour tasting milk into my mouth. Her hands went to my gym shorts. She began to tremble between my arms whimpering with every flick of my tongue and when I would take as much of her breast into my mouth sucking it hard for her pleasure.

Lamb’s hands began to search for and finally found my rigid cock tucked away in my shorts. Grasping my hard shaft Lamb stroked me as we moaned together with the delights of pleasure we provided each other. Her touches were light and the way the palms of her hands caressed the head of my cock made me tingle. She leaned back, ‘Let me take care of this for you. Let me show you what this little whore can do for you. Let me give a proper thank you.’

She squatted down in front of me. The soles of her feet where flat on the floor as the back of her ass came to rest on the heels of her feet. I could look down and see her breasts all the way down to her tiny slit. She pulled my gym shorts down to my ankles and her mouth opened and I watched top half of my cock disappear into her mouth. She sucked deep and hard then licking it like a lollipop. She spit on the head to get it wet so she could stroke it. Then she put it back in her mouth. I could feel my cock swell in her mouth as her head began to bob up and down on me coating my shaft with her drool. I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed the back of her head and began to pump my cock into her wet inviting mouth. She began to gag as the tip of my cock was hitting the opening of her throat.

There were the sounds of, auck, auck, auck, auck as the tip of my cock was pressing up against the opening of her throat. Then her mouth blew open like a blow fish as she gagged on the head as it was stuck in her throat. She pulled back and all she spit of all the saliva from her mouth and rubbed all over my shaft as she went down and licked my balls. I controlled her head as I pushed her under my balls and said, ‘Suck me and lick my balls you fucking slut. You’re the best sister I guy could ask for.’

She pushed on me and I slid back on the table a little and she grabbed my legs and lifted them up. I lay on the table stroking my cock as she licked my balls. Lamb ventured lower and lower until I felt the tip of her tongue hit my asshole. Then her tongue went inside my ass and I just blurted out, ‘Oh yeah, come on you fucking dirty little rimming slut, eat my fucking ass and lick my balls. You like being a nasty little whore for me, don’t you?’

Her tongue flicked in and out of my ass and then around my balls. Then every now and then she came up and put my cock back in her mouth. She smiled at me and said, ‘I’ll be whatever you want me to be Brett. Right now, I just want to try and swallow all of you. I want to feel you deep inside of my throat, stretching it open, filling it with your cock.’

She opened her mouth and went down on me. She was persistent wanting to take all of me. I loved the way she was gagging on my cock. Finally, her gag refluxes ended and the opening of her throat reluctantly gave way to the head of my cock as it slipped down her throat inch by inch. I watched her determination and my cock beginning to slowly disappear inch by inch into her mouth and down her silky smooth tight throat. I grabbed the back of her head to help reach her goal. I pushed her head down hard on my shaft as I thrusted hard into her mouth and said, ‘Take my fucking cock bitch, swallow every inch of it, you dirty, nasty, fucking cock sucking slut.’

Being balls deep in her throat I rose to my feet pushing the back of her head. I no longer cared or worried if I was hurting her and fucked her mouth pushing hard down her throat. The sensation of throat fucking her was driving me insane the deeper I would go. Her eyes were tearing up and streaming down her cheeks. She looked up and pinched my ass making me pull out of her throat. She was choking for air. She had her hand wrapped around my shaft stroking me. After she caught her breath she licked her lips, ‘That was awesome Brett I want more, come on fuck my face some more. Force me to take all of you. Abuse my teenage throat. Pretend I’m your wife.’

Grabbing the back her head again she opened her mouth wide. Slipping the head back in again Lamb moved her mouth around my head and I felt the tip at the opening of her throat. I took my other hand and bent her head back. My cock began to slip down her throat. I began to pump harder and deeper until finally I felt her nose hit my stomach. I left it deep inside of her throat until she started to beat on my thigh begging for air. ‘Good job you fucking cock whore.’

She challenged me, ‘Come on Brett I want to taste your cum. Fuck your whore’s mouth I want to make you cum.’

I was pulling her head down on my shaft as she grabbed my ass cheeks pulling them forwards forcing all me down her throat. Thrusting long and strong I felt her fingers rim my asshole. The sensation was making me crazy. Then with no mercy her fingers slipped fast hard and deep in my asshole. She used her two middle fingers to massage my prostrate as there was massive streams of saliva dangling from her nose, mouth and chin. That all cascaded down on to her breasts, flat stomach down onto the kitchen floor. I could feel my cum beginning to bubble up at the base of my cock. ‘Don’t stop sucking me you fucking cock whore. Eat your brother’s cock, I’m going to feed you my fucking jizz.’

My cock slid from her mouth. She was breathing heavily as I stroked myself in front of her and she said, ‘I can’t believe my sister was hiding this from me. I now know why she doesn’t want to share her new toy with anyone.’ Once she recovered I was pulling on her hair and stroking my cock she puckered her lips pushing her tongue out of her mouth spitting out the tip of her tongue as I jacked my cock. The head of my cock felt so good rubbing up against the tip of her tongue. Then she opened her mouth and I put just the tip in moved it in a circular motion. Then like a cannon ready to fire, I rose up onto my toes as my body was stiff waiting for that impending explosion ‘Are you ready to eat my fucking cum bitch?’

She smiled, ‘Cum in my mouth. Feed me your cum. Stroke that cock for me baby. Treat me like the street whore I truly am.’ Then several ropes of my jizz landed in her mouth, on her face and hair. I kept stroking and smaller thick full strokes landed all over her face. Her face was completely covered in jizz and her mouth looked full as well. She tried to open her eyes but couldn’t. They looked glued shut. She took over and put the head of my cock in her mouth and then sucked the rest out of my shaft. When it felt like I had nothing more to give to her she took my cock and used the head to collect the cum on her face and pushed it all into her mouth.

When I finally went limp she let go of my shaft and rubbed the rest of my cum into her face. She got up and smiled at me, ‘That was fucking so fucking intense Brett. I had no idea you were going to let me suck you off like that. I love the taste of your cum.’ She rose up to my face and with her cum covered lips gave me a peck on the cheek and said, ‘I think I need to go and get cleaned up you splattered me pretty good. That was a great load you gave me thanks for that. It’s been so long like I’ve felt like a dirty fucking slut. You’re the best Brett you’ve got a great cock by the way. Next time I want to feel you fill up both of my fuck holes. I want to feel that thing stretch me open.’

I fell back into the kitchen chair. My ass hurt a little from her fingers deep inside of my ass and I felt spent then I said, ‘You really know how to suck a good cock Sis. Where the fuck did you learn how to rim an asshole like that? The way you massaged my prostate like that. I haven’t shot a load that intense since I was in college. Whew, you are one great sister-in-law that’s for sure. That was awesome Lamb thanks honey.”

She came over and sat in my lap and said, ‘I’m not the sweet little conservative girl that Wat (my brother-in-law) thinks he married. I’m a dirty nasty bitch that loves to eat, suck and fuck cocks. Especially cocks like yours. I like my new toy and I plan on playing with it from now on.’ She kissed me on the cheek again and headed up to the bathroom.

Then I realized what the fuck did we just do? How did I once again end up doing something like this? I pulled my gym shorts back up and then ran up to the bathroom. When I got up there her face had soap on it and she was brushing the jizz out of her mouth and I said, ‘Hey, Lamb I just want to say, like wow that was amazing thanks for that. But, like, you do know that you can’t say anything about what we just did.’

She didn’t say anything as she spit out the toothpaste and splashed water up off of her face. She smiled at me and said, ‘You’re welcome sweetie. I think we’re going to have a lot of secrets to keep.’ “

Here ends Chapter 1. Thank you for taking the time to read my perversions. This was tame to what is about to happen in the next upcoming chapters. See you soon.

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This black mirror? Come in. Sit down and let me tell you all about it while I polish it. This is a very special mirror that lets a person see from an entire new perspective. You see, some philosophers have theorized that mirrors are a look into another world, one similar to our own, yet different from ours in major ways. The philosophers often thought that the world beyond the mirror was a warm world, a reflection of the warm life that we radiate throughout our daily lives. They postulated that...

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On Reflection

Jealousy can make people do terrible things and the cost can be very high. This is one such case. Edited with comments by LadyCibelle I looked at myself in the mirror, rubbed a little blush into my cheeks and took a brush to my hair for one last touch. I sighed, backed away and put on the short black dress I bought this week. It was perfect, not too short and not too long. I still had good legs and I loved to show them off. Bill always made comments about them and I guess he convinced me how...

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Reflection

Alyssa and Austin were inseperable from the time they were born, unlike normal siblings they never fight, come to think of it they never argue either. Both like the same things: style, music, fashion, video games, movies, and...eachother. Alyssa is the younger twin: dark raven black hair that cascades down her back, bright blue eyes accentuated by her dark gothic make-up, nice sized breasts, and a slender curvy figure that she doesn't cover up to well with her various mini-skirts and corsets....

Incest
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Confessions of My Reflection

We lay there in his bed with the tangled juxtaposition of discovering a new lover. It is a moment filled with relief because here I am: living, breathing, actually even panting a bit on the other side of an anxiety-filled first encounter. Once again I did not turn into a pumpkin. My new lover is a gentle and caring man. No alien split out of his skin in the throes of orgasm.He treated my juices as a delicacy. I enjoyed his smells and sounds. In some ways, every lover is different and yet, in...

Group Sex
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Reflections

Reflections CBA Oh god, I don't know if I will ever truly get used to this. But I dutifully laid back on the bed and let my head hang back off of the side. Just the way he liked me to. In a matter of moments his hard cock was positioned a hairs breadth from my lips, and so I opened my mouth to dutifully accept him. He gingerly placed the tip inside while at the same time taking ahold of each of my sizeable silicone enhanced tits in each hand. I knew what was coming next, but...

2 years ago
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Reflections

REFLECTIONS By dharmon As I sat naked looking at myself in the mirror, I had to admit that, for a thirty year old housewife, I didnt look half bad. At 5 feet tall 115 pounds, Im very petite and can usually pass for much younger than I am. In fact, just last week, I was out of town at a bar and they carded me at the door. I only have a thirty-four inch bust but very well defined nipples. In other words, when theyre hard you can see them from a half mile away. Ive been married for 11 years, no...

3 years ago
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Reflections

This is a little bit different from some of my other works, bit more story driven but this is Chyoa so some fucking still does occur. Please let me know what you think. I was eating kind of bland applesauce when a man walked into my hospital room and reached out to shake my hands. I just looked down at my hands so wrapped in gauze they looked like a cross between a mummy and toilet paper rolls stuck on hands and just kinda looked back up at him. I should say I was still eating the applesauce...

1 year ago
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Reflections

Reflections A short story for Valentine`s day - - - The mirror on the wall sees all and hides nothing. Here he comes again he looks sad and seems to have lost his way and all interest in life. Standing in his bedroom the one door of the wardrobe is missing altogether the other hanging on for dear life by it last remaining hinge, the hanging rail sloping with his suits and jackets crushed together. The drawers of the small bedroom unit all open with items in total disarray...

2 years ago
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Reflections

REFLECTIONS by CutePatti (3/2018) I have written and posted 31 stories on Fictionmania since the year 2008. I've also had a break from writing for several years, suppose it's maybe writer's block...but in actuality it's been more of a 'reflection' on myself as an author. Pausing to give myself a break and to consider other more important things in my life. And there have been many including a new marriage and health issues. So maybe it's time for me to share with all of you how I see...

2 years ago
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The Falling Oak Learning How to DieChapter 30 Reflections

Dec. 22, 2018 I meant to write this yesterday but life disagreed. Instead, I got to see my grandchildren for awhile. I have little to share but that little is a lot. My mind is becoming quiet. I’ve caught myself working on plot points for stories without realizing I was doing it. I do phone work and had to get off the phone yesterday because I started bawling my eyes out. A Hebrew song had started running through my mind and I was able to sing it. Passages and verses came in and out of...

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selfcontrol to supersexyhornygirl part 1

self-control have met me in the supermarket, he didn´t know me, haven´t ever seen me before. I was choosing candles for a romantic dinner, would i have with a close friend, and he was staring me a few minutes, and approached me and asked: "It is a very special person, isn´t it?"I kept looking self-control a few seconds, downing my dark glasses from my face and just responded: "Yes!"...I´ve got the candles, while he left and i have looked him again while he walked away...A few days later, i was...

4 years ago
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Self bondage Randomiser

Self Bondage Randomiser.First a little bit about myself.I am a heterosexual male in my mid 30's and I am an average hight of 5ft 10 and weight of around 180lb. I live with my girlfriend in our own home in a typical western town.My sex life is good but not kinky that often. I love my girlfriend dearly and while she knows of my kinky side its not often I get to tie her up or get tied up by her.  My thought and fantasies about bondage and bdsm started at an early age, at first it was a thrill of...

2 years ago
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Selfbondage fun for Julia

Julia stares blankly at her tv. She's already watched the only good show for the day, and she has no other plans for the day. she suddenly thinks about a bondage video she saw last night. In the video, the gil was tied up with a vibrator in her pussy. the girl couldn't get out till she eventually found a knife,and ended up having multiple orgasms. "I should try something like that" Julia says to herself.

BDSM
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SELFSUCKING WITH GINA

I was just 16 years old, still slim and quite flexible. I went through puberty early at 13 and as my hormones went into overdrive a lot of things started changing, My pubes grew in and my cock grew out, I would get a boner every time in the showers after GYM class surrounded by all the other guys in my class. My best friend at the time was also in a similar way. He live a block over from me and we would often camp out in my tent in the back yard. I kept a stash of girly magazines for us to look...

1 year ago
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RobynSelfStory 01

This lockdown is so frustrating. Not that I ever played a real lot, but having even the opportunity to play removed somehow makes it worse!So I guess a girl has to do what a girl has to do. With too much time on hands, and too much time looking at, er, naughty things; well, what’s a girl to do?Last night, after a lovely lengthy hot shower, and shaving in all the right places, I wondered what I should do. Inspiration soon found me.I dug out my old electro equipment. Now, this is nothing fancy or...

1 year ago
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GettingHerselfOff

Reddit GettingHerselfOff, aka r/GettingHerselfOff! Is there anything fucking hotter than watching a dirty bitch make herself cum? Sure, we all have our kinks, but universally, is there a straight dude alive that is incapable of getting off to a slut rubbing her pussy, riding a giant dildo that’s bigger than you could ever hope to be, or vibrating her clit to climax? That’s like saying the more food you eat, the more you feel hungry: it’s an oxymoron, and it’s downright impossible.That’s why I...

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2 years ago
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Reflections

“Who is she?” I ask myself. She looks a little like my ex-wife, though she doesn’t act like her at all. I haven’t seen my ex-wife in several years, but I’m pretty sure I could still recognize her, so I don’t think it’s her. Maybe she is a stranger who has inexplicably taken a liking to me, an attractive face in the crowd. Maybe I remind her of someone. Maybe I am a totally random choice. My therapist tells me this is the most likely possibility, though I am not so sure. Sometimes I think she...

Exhibitionism
4 years ago
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Self Sub Susy

1Self-Sub Susy by The TechnicianF exh, Bondage Self, M/F, F/F Spanking EnemaCHAPTER ONEAn adventurous young woman who calls herself “Self-Sub Susy” is warned to stop playing naked bondage games on the park trails.  She gets more than she bargained for when she taunts back, “catch me if you can.”My name isn’t actually “Self-Sub Susy,” but then again, W’s real name isn’t actually “The Technician.”  That is what most people know him by, and that is what he is.  I guess Self-Sub Susy is what I am,...

3 years ago
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Self Bondage for Seriously Interested Men

                                                Self- bondage for seriously interested men                                                                      CHAPTER 1I hope you will enjoy this account of self bondage, but before I start I feel I need to explain: this is NOT a fictional story: everything you will read here is hard fact, hard earned by trial and error, over a period of several years. I have decided to post this to save others who wish to indulge themselves from having to make...

3 years ago
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Self Pleasures Inc

Even my best friend said it was a crazy idea. Not only would no one pay me money to simply masturbate, something everyone could do in the privacy of their own home, but to expect to actually make money offering such a service was unthinkable. Never the less, I decided to go ahead with my idea anyway. I'd leased one of those corner convenience stores that had gone out of business. It really wasn't a bad location either, situated close to a number of downtown businesses, where I actually hoped...

2 years ago
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AcidWashed Reflections

Chapter 1: Mirror in a Library Panting raggedly, I bounced my vision around the corner and down the endless aisle of steel shelves. Were the Grips still after me? Seeing nothing, I leaned on my thighs to catch my breath. "Be smart. Be careful. Stay free until tomorrow," I thought. At last, glancing up, I laughed. Only the government would waste money on something like this in the deepest, darkest, least-used place. Some OSHA inspector must have come around this corner once and tripped...

2 years ago
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Self awareness

The summer had started badly. I'd had a temporary job for a month, but the employer didn't decide to keep me on. I'd had some arguments with my girl friend and she'd suggested we have a cooling off period. I recounted my troubles to my Aunt Helen. She gave me a hug and said she had a friend who might be able to help me. "I'll give her a call and hear what she can suggest." A few days later Aunt Helen rang me. "Can you come over to my house and speak to my friend? She thinks she may be...

2 years ago
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Self Service at the Hotel Bar

The day I celebrated my fortieth birthday I considered myself a very lucky man. I lived with and was married to an extremely beautiful woman who had given me four lovely kids. I adored all five of them; they were my life and anticipated the next decade as much as I had relished the last. By the time that next decade had passed, my life had changed dramatically and not for the better. My wife, who I had thought loved me as I did her, decided that she no longer did, in fact, didn't think she...

4 years ago
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Self Improvement

This is another story based all too firmly in real life, there is much fictional about it, but there are uncomfortably real parts. Well, you write what you know, and I know something about this subject. It also came out a bit longer than I had anticipated. I try to corral my characters, as a rule, these refused, and the story kept writing itself until it reached the length you see here. I opened the closet and pulled out the pants. I had not worn them in years, perhaps as long as a decade. So...

2 years ago
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Self Bondage for his pleasure

This morning, I wasn’t working, day off and started about doing some housework. It's chaos around here at the moment and having about keeping up with housework the house tends to get dusty and horrible. Not to mention the dog coming in and out of the house with wet or dirty paws. Anyway in the morning I received instructions via sms from hubby to open all the curtains and blinds in the front of the house and strip naked, which I immediately obliged. I love being naked around the home. The next...

4 years ago
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SelfBound and Found

SELF-BOUND and FOUND The realtor had set me up in a house that was on the market while my condo was getting ready to close. The place was a huge old 50's style home set right on the beach. While the view from the living room was beautiful I found all the secluded places the home provided more interesting at times. The small bedroom off of the garage in particular, it must have been the maid's quarters at some point, what better place to keep a sissy. The long weekend was coming...

4 years ago
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Self Discovery

Chapter One They say that university is the place you go to discover who you are. To experiment with life to see what you like, what you don’t, your tastes, your desires, what you have a flair for or just an inclination for. Well, let me tell you. Experimenting? I thought I'd been there, tried that; got the proverbial t-shirt. I did the drug thing and discovered it just wasn't my thing. I even did the fun stuff in the bedroom. The bondage. The costumes. The rough. The wild. The teasing. The...

Bisexual
3 years ago
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Self Exploration

She looked at the box. It looked back at her. What possessed her to buy it? Laughing, she opened the packaging and pulled the toy out. He would not like it, but he wasn't here. He was on a trip up north for the company. He was always doing things for the company, and she was lonely. The thought of an affair had crossed her mind, but she was far too honorable to do that. Besides, she loved him with all her heart. Well, she loved the old him. The one she married before this new job. With him...

Masturbation
3 years ago
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SelfTorture

Self-Torture  Self-Torture(True story)  Hello?? As I write this short story I set here at my computer with my cock and balls all tied up tight after a half hour of pumping.? In case you don?t know what pumping is it is where you put your cock in a tube and draw a suction in the tube causing your cock to be pulled in and swell to the size of the tube. Mine is a 2 inches in diameter by 9 inches long. I can pull my cock a little over 8 inches in to the tube by using 25 psi and it swells...

4 years ago
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Self Administered Aftercare

SELF-ADMINISTERED AFTERCARE By Rhayna Tera, copyright 2020 Warning: If you don't like reading Fiction Mania stories, then stop reading now. Author's Note: None. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. RT MY WEEKEND I woke up wanting to kill someone. I lay on my bed in my...

2 years ago
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Changing Reflections

The reflection in the mirror this morning once again did not meet the expectations or hopes of Carol Litner. In her mind the 18-year-old high school senior envisioned a person more like Jessica Alba. The only thing they had in common was straight dark hair. Carol examined herself in the mirror and critically described her as shapeless. Small breasts, flat ass and no curve to reveal hips, she struggled to exercise and eat small portions but she still seemed 10lbs over weight. She certainly...

2 years ago
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Reflections

Chapter 1: A older man reflects back. It's hell getting old. Not as much getting old as losing your friends and loved ones. My wife passed away last year of the dreaded cancer. I'm a little mad at God for that. I went up to the alter many years ago and told God that I would do my best to live a good Christian life if he would do me one favor. I wanted to die before any of my kids or my wife. I later went back to the alter and included the grandchildren. I just didn't want to be one of those...

3 years ago
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The Girls ClubChapter 9 Reflections

Anne Marie stood by the bedroom window, looking out at the grey winter weather. It matched her mood, as she clutched her thin robe tightly round her body, as if in doing so, she could keep out the driving rain that lashed against the window panes. It was one of those days when the wind and rain whistled round the eaves, creating a cacophony of strange sounds. The window panes shook and rattled, as they were intermittently being lashed with rain and wind. It was the type of day she would have...

1 year ago
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Awakening of DebbieChapter 6 Reflections

It was early morning the next day when Debbie finally awoke and began to gather her thoughts. Lying in her own bed it was almost impossible to realize that the scenes passing before her eyes were in fact true happenings from yesterday. Debbie stared at the ceiling and wondered how if ever she could tell her husband Ted about the 'meeting' and what had happened to her. More importantly how to tell him what had happened to the naive girl that used to be his wife. Debbie was unable to...

4 years ago
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Rogues Story Part ThreeReflection

She stands at the kitchen sink, the bubbles from the washing up liquid covering her hands. She stares out of the window into the back garden but her eyes are glazed, locked into a different time and space, her hands working as if on autopilot but her mind unaware that she has been cleaning the same plate for the past ten minutes. She closes her eyes as the feeling of the lead weight in the pit of her stomach grows, the bile rising in her throat past the lump of tears that refuses to flow. Her...

4 years ago
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Self Fulfilling Nightmare

Edited by: Todger65 Self Fulfilling Nightmare Chapter 1 Mi’elle arched her back, her blue eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her naked, sweaty body was shaking, coming down off another orgasm. The campfire outside the entrance of her tent was still going strong, illuminating her muscular body with a faint orange glow. Her long black hair dripped sweat onto her toned ass. The man Mi’elle was straddling, cupped her breasts, sat up and kissed along her neck. She...

4 years ago
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SelfSucking Sissy 3

My step-sister Avery was dancing around her bedroom in a red thong and a lacy red bra when I peeked in through her open door.  She checked herself out in the mirror, struck a few sexy poses, then danced around some more while looking into shopping bags and rummaging through one of her drawers.  Even though I just blew a huge load outside with her mom, I was more than ready to go again.  The only problem was that I was worried about how much of my dignity it would cost me along the way.Avery was...

Incest
4 years ago
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SelfDefense

You walk in a gym which is practically empty with the exception of a few instructors. When you signed up for self defense class, you didn’t realize that it was gonna be a one on one type situation. It doesn’t matter though, your still going through with this. You’ve had enough of the bullying and physical abuse people give you on a daily basis. To defend yourself your gonna need to learn. You walk in to the self defence class confident and ready to learn, but who are you?

BDSM
3 years ago
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Self Discovery

"No, I'm not interested! Now fuck off!" The sound of a phone slamming back into its receiver reverberates through your headset, threatening to deafen you. Well that was rude. And who the hell still uses an old school phone like that? You wonder to yourself as you cross that number off the sheet in front of you. You sigh and rub your eyes. That had been the eighth hangup in a row. Today just wasn't your day apparently. My life sucks. You can't keep the thought out of your head. And if there was...

Fetish
2 years ago
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Self locked

Hard to decide where to begin. Not something I would have thought I’d be sharing…Here goes, so bear with me. About 6 months ago, I bought a chastity cage to lock up my oft and well used cock. Why? Well, here was my thought process. As a habitual, chronic, prolific, serial masturbator and self admitted sex and porn addict, I originally thought I could start gaining some control over that part of my existence. I thought if I locked up my member and set a schedule for release, I could gradually...

4 years ago
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Self discovery

Thanks go out to Bob, SexyShay66 and LovesCyber for their review and editing of this story. This was my first attempt at writing erotica. Bob and I had a little contest so I can't wait to see what everyone thinks of this story. Thanks, Kati Self Discovery It had already been a very cold winter in Minnesota and I was looking forward to an escape after all the busy holidays. Ken had a business trip he had to go on and had invited me. I was so excited I would be spending two weeks in Hawaii at a...

Masturbation
2 years ago
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Self Confessions of a Gurl Lover

Self,How I got here started a long time ago. Just for the record, I’m a forty-nine-year-old, twice divorced, father of two, former soldier. I did a tour in Desert Storm, spent some time in Germany, and eventually got out of the Army after twenty years of service to Uncle Sam. My k**s were born in 1990 and 1994, a daughter and then a son. Those k**s, well adults now, are my pride and joy. My second career is as an EKG technician and I really like it. For fun, I play cards, checkers, chess,...

3 years ago
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Self pleasuring

Nothing better than giving your self a little pleasure to end the day. It was getting late and after searching the television for something to watch, and finding absolutely nothing worth watching, I decided to get on the ol' internet and surf a little porn. Searching through video of various categories, I found my cock starting to bulge while watching a compilation of guys taking nice dildos up the ass and using them to get off. Having a small collection of various dildos in my own collection,...

1 year ago
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Self Made woman

A self made woman She was hungry. Humans did not understand the term, even a famine victim was more easily fed than she was. She needed a very special diet, especially at this time of her cycle. The bar was packed, and the name, the Meet Market was only vaguely amusing. She had come here for the same reason as the humans had, sort of. They had an appetite just as she did, and they came to feed it. Her diet was more... comprehensive. She had considered different looks. The...

4 years ago
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Self Discovery An Erotic Story

They say that university is the place you go to discover who you are. To experiment with life to see what you like, what you don't, your tastes, your desires, what you have a flair for or just an inclination for. Well, let me tell you. Experimenting? I thought I'd been there, tried that; got the proverbial t-shirt. I did the drug thing and discovered it just wasn't my thing. I even did the fun stuff in the bedroom. The bondage. The costumes. The rough. The wild. The teasing. The kinky and...

4 years ago
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Self Improvement

I opened the closet and pulled out the pants. I had not worn them in years, perhaps as long as a decade. So why bother? a little voice demanded. Because maybe it's time, I snapped mentally. I looked at the pants for a moment longer, and then said aloud, "Let's do it." I slipped the burnished brass button through the buttonhole, and slowly unzipped the fly. I stepped into the legs, and tentatively pulled them up, pulling the ends of the waistband together. The fit was not right. My...

3 years ago
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Welcome Home part 2 Reflections

I stood there in the hallway holding her scantily clad body, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin under my fingers. I couldn’t believe how fucking sexy she was, and I still couldn’t believe that she was mine. Finally, I remembered that I had prepared a surprise for her for when she’d got home from her trip. Stepping back I released her from my arms and held up a blindfold. “Turn around little one,” I said quietly as she looked up into my eyes. With a trusting smile she spun around, making...

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