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It was Friday, mid-morning. and the five-nine, slender, yet curvy Dr. Rochelle Stewart had been off since Wednesday night at 10:00 p.m. She was due back on duty Sunday morning at 6:00 a.m. Today, she was taking it easy while the boys were at school. The only item on her itinerary was an early afternoon appointment with her ther****t.

The cleaning lady, Mirella, had left only ten minutes earlier. She employed the Ecuadorian to dust, sweep, mop, vacuum, and tackle the baseboards every two weeks. Once a month, she had the domestic whiz to give the the three-and-a-half bathrooms a deep clean. She did not touch Coree or Jere’s rooms. Rochelle was adamant those be kept in decent order by her sons.

Mirella was a saint. She usually brought some kind of culinary masterpiece. Today, she shared roasted ‘cuy’, or guinea pig, empanadas with spinach, peppers, onions, and queso blanco. Rochelle had tasted one and it was incredible. The sweet, old woman left a tin containing eight of the treats. “For boys,” she had indicated. Rochelle tried to pay her, but Mirella would not accept a dime more than the $65 that negotiated at the beginning of their relationships. When she tended the bathrooms, she collected a cool, crisp Benjamin.

Rochelle’s phone rang. It was Lynton. “Hey, sweetie,” she answered.
“How are you doing, stranger,” he teased.
I’m well. Just been busy with the boys’ football schedules.”
“Yeah! I know how that is. I wanted to come see Jere play next week. And Coree tonight. They’re home games, right?”
“That’ll be great! They’d love to see you. Can I meet you at the stadium?”
“Sure! I can’t wait to see you!”
“Me too, baby girl! I can come over and grill some steaks after.”
“Sounds like a plan, but remember Coree will be home late from the fifth quarter.”
“Yeah, baby. Bye!”

After a brief nap, she fixed a salmon and spinach salad. The light, but hearty, lunch had a simple dressing made with E.V.O.O. (extra virgin olive oil), tarragon, white wine vinegar, and garlic. The refreshing dish gave her a needed boost of energy. She dressed in a three-quarter-length sleeve, mid-length London Style, shift dress. The roomy garment moved with her body, but didn’t make her booty disappear. It was colored with wild prints in various shades of blue. She added a pair of navy, quilted Liz Claiborne ballet flats. She picked up and purse and chose the BMW to drive.

She pulled up outside the offices of New Path Counseling Services. The firm was staffed by a couple of masters-level licensed professional counselors (LPC). The owners were Drs. Don Powell and Suzette Ellis-Powell, a married couple. He had a Ph.D. and practiced clinical psychology specializing in marriage, families, and individual c***dren. She was a board-certified psychiatric mental health nurse practitioner holding a doctorate of nursing practice. This enabled her to prescribe medication if absolutely necessary. The boy’s met with Dr. Mister, as they referred to Don, for their individual sessions. He also did their family group sessions monthly. Dr. Misses, or Suzette, handled Rochelle’s therapy.

She settled into the comfortable chair in the shrink’s office.

“How are you, Rochelle?”
“I’m well, doctor. And you?”
“I’m fine. So tell me. What’s up?”
“Well...Since I last saw you I went down for my grandmother’s funeral.”
“How was that?”
“It was fine for the most part.”
“Meaning?”

“My mom as always was trying to do too much to make everything perfect. She was the main one that took care of my grandmother. I won’t see my uncles and aunts didn’t help at all, but one in particular was pretty much absent unless it was something where she was going to get public recognition. Anyway the funeral cost five grand and my mom paid for it all. She did at least have a life insurance policy on her for fifteen-K. But no one else chipped in a dime. One uncle and Aunt split the cost of the plot, burial, and headstone.”

“Also, my mom got my brother a bereavement pass. He was able to attend the service. That cost her $650 for the transportation and off-duty cop. Then, she wanted him to have a suit to wear. So, I stepped in and told her I’d pay for it. The whole outfit was less than $250 so I wasn’t worried about the money, but I think she should keep the rest of the insurance money for herself. She was grateful.”

“Anyway. The absentee-daughter-slash-my-aunt, starts bragging about how nicely she and her siblings ‘put momma away’. I mumbled something under my breath. Then said it louder that she didn’t pay for a damn thing. It got a little rowdy and a drunk cousin was ready to fight that witch’s son-in-law. My mom was embarrassed. I felt vindicated, honestly.”

“Okay,” pondered Dr. Ellis-Powell. “That’s powerful. This sounds like it’s been there for a while.”

“Absolutely. My G-momma was hateful to all her grandk**s except for Carol Ann’s c***dren. There was always a clear distinction in how she treated them versus us. I know part of it is resentment towards my grandmother and my mom for making us suffer through Sunday dinners with that woman. I’ve been trying to change the brain associations using the eye movement therapy you showed me. It has worked for some of them already.”

“Excellent work,” Suzette commended her. “How did you feel about seeing your brother?”

“You know, doc, I’ve forgiven him. I’m at peace for what he did. What kills me is that there’s still this unspoken, mildly evident tension between us. And, when we hugged, we embraced a little longer than everyone else. I’m scared I’m attaching to him out of regression.”

“That’s interesting. Let’s explore. Tell me what specifically makes you feel that way,” she inquired.
“It’s just like...you know...how is voice lingers after statements like he going to take care of me when he gets out for putting money on his books.”
“Is he aware and clear that your intentions are pure in assisting him financially during this time.”
“I have stressed it numerous times.”
“Okay, perhaps he feels guilty still, but unresolved secrets haven’t freed him to move on.”
“You mean telling my mom.”
“I don’t know. I do remember that you believed your mom to have suspected something. And, maybe your brother feels the same.”
“It’ll kill her if I tell her. She’ll blame herself. And, you know, she can play the victim. I don’t have the energy.”
“I’m not saying you must, dear. I’m saying forgiving her for it is necessary. And, that having it in the open may potentially remove the taboo and thus hidden desires.”
“I’ll give it some thought.”

“Very good, Ro. That’s all I ask. How’s the sex life,” the advanced nurse practitioner queried.
“I’ve been pretty active. A couple of times a week. I’ve been getting into a lot of role play where the guys call me ‘faggot’ and act like I’m young,” the mother of two confessed.
“Alright. Any new partners?”
“No. Just with the few I’ve had over the past six months.”
“How is that affecting you?”

“I feel great when I do it. But, I feel low afterwards. Then, I want to do it again. I don’t like having sex with the boys at home, but I have. And Coree’s at that age when he’s naturally ready to explore sex. I don’t want my behavior to set a bad example or cause at-risk behaviors.”

“Have you asked him about it?”
“No.”
“Are you?”
“I want to. What do you think?”

“I think you have to educate your sons on healthy sexual behavior and appropriate conduct with potential partners. It’s up to you to decide how much you discuss about your personal sex life. I wouldn’t suggest going into great detail. Maybe ask him what he thinks a healthy intimate relationship looks like for people his age and also for folks like parents. That’ll give you a chance to gauge where he is mentally and guide the conversation from there.”

“Great idea, Dr. Sooz,” Ro shared. “There’s a guy who is trying date me.”
“Trying or is,” the psychiatric provider inquired.
“He’s doing his best. I met him after work one night at a diner. We had a great conversation. We’re going to Big Sky steakhouse tomorrow night.”
“Fancy. What’s his name?”
“Hugo. Dr. Hugo Alazar.”
‘Nice name.”
“Actually, yeah! His dad is Ethiopian and his mother French. He grew up in Toronto. Lived for two years in Morocco.”
“He sounds like quite a connoisseur.”
“He speaks three languages fluently.”
“You sound impressed.”
“I like him. He’s interesting company.”
“You said ‘doctor’. What exactly does he do?”
“He’s a cardiology fellow at St. George.”
“Okay. Where will he fit into the sphere of intimacy.”
“I’m still getting to know him.”
“This is progress. This is the first actual date you’ve had in a while.”
“It wasn’t a date.”
“It wasn’t?”
“I mean. It was...Hell, it was a date.”
“It’s okay to enjoy and to feel happy. You’re worth it.”
“I know. I’m just going to keep getting to know him and take it slow.”
“Okay. ANd what about the current sexual partners. How do they fit in?”
“I’ve been seeing less of them since Hugo and I went out.”
“Do you talk on the phone.”
“Not really.”
“Maybe try that between dates. Texting doesn’t truly allow chemistry to be explored and experienced.”
“I know what you mean.”

“Good! How’s life in general with the boys?”
“They’re good overall. Got into a tussle last week. Had to handle that. Oh, we went to Mammoth Cave. I forgot how Coree had reacted to man who expressed clear, interest in me.”
“How did that go,”
“He was short, curt, bordering on rude.”
“Or...was he just protecting mom from an unworthy leech of a man? His perspective in this is important. You might even start the sex conversation with that interaction. Have him dissect it.”
“True. Jere is killing it in football. Grades are decent. I had to set a teacher straight, but I think she’s on board since I showed out.”
“You didn’t ‘show out’ did ya, girl?!?!?” Suzetted was now in ethnic mode.
“Oh, but I did. And I let little miss lily white girl know I wasn’t some basic, uninterested mother.”
“Get ‘em together, girl. We’re almost out of time. Let’s look at next month’s schedule.”

Rochelle drove back home to prep for the evening game. Just as she entered the corporate limits of Rawlston, she made a left onto Stonewall Jackson Road. Her destination was a local eatery called ‘Montesi’s Pizzeria’. Her younger son was a fan of the bacon double cheeseburger specialty pie. It was a blend of fresh bacon, seasoned ground beef, Montesi’s pizza cheese mix (mozzarella, provolone, Parmesan), and cheddar cheese on top of traditional red sauce. Rochelle purchased a large 14-inch from the Heat & Eat freezer.

Jere arrived at home a little after his mom since he had no practice today. The booster club was hosting a catfish nugget dinner for the team and cheerleaders so Coree was still at the school.
Rochelle greeted him with a hug. Sheesh, he was a solidly built k**. She shared with him that she had spoken to Mrs. Owens and they agreed to let him spend the night on Saturday. When he asked why, she explained that she had plans with friends that evening and Coree was taking Layla on a date. Jere seemed unfazed.

Lynton pulled up and walked inside carrying light-brown, plastic grocery bags. He set the bags on the kitchen island and said, “Hey y’all! How’s it going?”

“Pretty good, Mr. Lynton,” Jere said eating his fourth slice.
“I’m well, Lynton. How was your day,” checked Rochelle.

“It was good. Thanks,” replied the forty-eight year-old as he set up the ingredients for his steak marinade. The main part was Lawry’s Steak & Chop Marinade. He added a lemon juice and lime juice. Then, a couple dashes of Worcestershire sauce and some minced garlic. He finished it by shaking in dried rosemary and thyme. He mixed the concoction together.

Rochelle had washed out the large aluminum pan he brought. He placed the ribeyes and one T-bone, specifically for Rochelle, who didn’t care for the fattiness of the other cut, into the container. He covered it with foil and loaded it into the Samsung, fingerprint resistant, black stainless steel, french door refrigerator with metal cooling draw and freezer underneath,. She called out, “Google, what is tonight’s weather forecast?” The voice replied that it would mild with chances of rain.

She disappeared to her room to get changed. She grabbed a clear vinyl poncho on the way out. She returned wearing and red fitted summer-weight sweater, black denim skinny jeans, and red Tory Burch ballet flats. The physician reached into her Kate Spade billfold and pulled out a dub which she handed to her son. He smiled at the thought of having twenty buck in casd to spend at the concession stand. “Don’t spend it all on junk food, buddy,” she added reading his mind.

“Yes, ma’am,” gushed Jeramiah. “I may buy something for Tucker and Dez.”
“That’s fine, sweetie! And very kind of you,” she encouraged him.

Rochelle knew that Tucker, a white k** on Jere’s team, came from a family that was evidently living below the poverty line. His family resided in Cotton Trail Court - a manufactured home community. It was filled with all manner of meth addicts and crackheads. It was suspected there was more than a little prostitution going on there. His mom and stepfather lived together with Tucker and his three siblings. The patriarch of the household was once an over-the-road trucker who was now drawing a disability check. The man was also addicted to that “Tina”. The mother waitressed at a mom & pop diner not far from home when she could. She, too, used. His older sister turned tricks on occasion. Outside of his school breakfast and lunch programs, he was not always sure when he would eat again. For that reason, Rochelle generally packed an extra granola bar or helping of food in Jere’s lunch cooler.

At the game, Lynton and Rochelle watched from the bleachers seated near Chara and some of her teacher friends. He sat behind her on a row that was filled with the ladies’ husbands and boyfriends. Coree got put in during the third quarter and he scored a TD. The Mustangs were victorious winning 17 to 7. Rochelle kept a keen eye on Faith the whole time. She was eager to find out.

Ro, Lynton, and Jere piled in the vehicle to go back home.

The mature suitor fired up the grill. He added the steaks. To go with them he had decided on asparagus and garlic mashed potatoes. He enjoyed playing house with the beautiful woman and her sons. They all seemed to adore and respect him - a feeling he rarely felt at home. It seemed his daughter only called to ask for money and his wife had been frigid for some time. He was in heaven, if only temporarily. They ate while having light conversation about the game, school, and the validity of cultural appropriation.

After Jere retired to his room, Rochelle led Lynton to her boudoir. She undressed and pushed him onto her soft bed. She climbed on top of him and them stuck her titties in his face. He motorboated them. She could feel his dick hardening. She reached down to free the little soldier. It popped out with a salute.

“Damn, I missed you,” whispered Lynton.
“Missed you too, daddy,” Rochelle confessed.
“Come on and let Daddy get in that asspussy!”
“Yes, sir!” She placed the tip at her anus.
“Ooh,,,yeah, girl! That pussy feel good!”

She rocked back and forth slowly working his girth into her. The more she took, the more she felt an escape of euphoric proportions. Her body tingled as he thrust gently jamming his love tool up her warm, wet booty hole. He pulled her face to his. They kissed as she was grinding her ample round cheeks on his thick dick.

“I love you, Rochelle,” he called out.
“I love you too, daddy,” she reciprocated.

The man with the slight beer gut flipped her on her back. He slammed into her. She whimpered as he made love interspersed with sprints of a****listic fucking. “Unh, unh, unh, unh,” was all she could muster. The passionate symphony of their bodies continued with vigor. He placed her legs on his shoulders to go deeper - his nutsack slapping against her. He enjoyed how she held on to him. Hers finger digging into his back. Her palms clenching his firm, hairy butt cheeks. Tickling his sweaty scrotum. She was his sexual soul mate.

Eventually, Lynton could hold it in no more. His exploded with a rage so red it lit the room on fire. He shouted, “Agggghhhhh!” He rolled on his side.

They lay there spooning until he woke around 3:00 a.m. He kissed her on the forehead and she opened her eyes. “I need to go, baby girl,” he lamented.

“Okay, baby! Love you,” she smiled.
“Love you too!”

She walked him to the door. There was an immediate piercing, pulsing noise. Coree must have set the alarm when he got home. “Bye, sweetie,” she said before sprinting to the control panel to disengage the security system, Both boys were awakened.

Coree heard the alarm go off. He snuck to grab the Easton aluminum baseball bat he kept beside his bed. He opened his door quietly and crept towards the common areas of the house. It was dark and he didn’t want to turn on any lights.

Jeramiah was jolted from a dream about riding on a rollercoaster seated between his buddy Dez and the oldest sister from the TV show ‘black-ish’. He picked up an orange-and-black, 12-pound medicine ball.

The brothers met in the hallway. Coree signaled for his younger brother to wait. He heard faint rumbling in the kitchen. He moved quickly with light steps. He flipped on the light and yelled, “Freeze, muthafucka!” Jere burst out with the exercise ball ready to catch the assailant off guard.

“Boys,” yelled a startled Rochelle. “It’s mom!”
“Oh, my bad, ma,” Coree sighed.
“Sorry,” Jere slumped.
“No need to apologize. I just wanted some air and when I opened the door the alarm went off,” she doctored the truth. “What’s all this about?”
Jerry, who could barely keep a secret, admitted, “We have a plan in case somebody breaks in.”
“Bro,” expressed Coree with frustration.
“It’s okay guys. I used to do the same thing with my sibling when I was a k**. You do know we’re safe here at home though, right?”
“Yeah,” they agreed unanimously.
“Well,” the adoptive parent thought. “How about some grilled cheese.”
“Can I get some ham on mine,” Jere inquired.
“Of course, baby! Any requests,” she looked at the older brother.
“That sounds good,” Coree consented.
“Perfect,” Dr. Stewart said. “Will you guys get the bread, cheese, butter, and ham?”

Rochelle grabbed a large cast iron skillet and sprayed it with olive oil cooking spray. She heated it as the boys assembled four sandwiches. They figured their mom would have a half of one leaving one-and-a-half of them to split after their first.

They ate while standing around the island. Jere teased Coree about his date. The embarrassed sophomore hit back with, “At least I can get a girlfriend.”
“I can get three tomorrow,” Jere boasted.
“Guys,” Rochelle alerted them to her waning patience with their banter.

The food was devoured and each went their separate ways to sleep.

On Saturday morning, Rochelle slept in until 7:30 a.m. Not too late by most standards, but for her it was unusual. She did not want to bother the boys. They had one more time to do Mrs. Mary’s yard work. She didn’t care if it was this week or next. Her only stipulation was that the clear their plan with the part-time caretaker. She heard someone in the kitchen and figured it was Jeramiah.

The eighth-grader pulled a frozen breakfast sandwich out of the freezer and popped it into the microwave. He tore it up and went to his room clean up.

By the time Coree woke up, Jere and Rochelle were in the great room playing Uno on the floor. He said hello to his family from the kitchen as he grabbed a large bowl and poured a heaping helping of Froot Loops and Cheerios cereals. Approximately three-fifths of it consisted of the plain oats, ring-shaped objects with rest being the sugar-laced, fruit flavored rings. He carried it to the table in the breakfast nook.

Around 12:00 noon, everyone in the house had retreated to their personal quarters. Rochelle went over to their bedrooms and said she would was running to the store to pick up a whole, roasted, lemon-pepper chicken from the grocery deli section for lunch. She requested Coree come with her and Jere begin packing his overnight bag for the sleepover with Desmond Owens.

“Which car, ma,” Coree inquired.
“Let’s take the white one,” she answered referring to the BMW 3-series.

On the drive, Rochelle addressed her son, “Are you looking forward to your date?”
“Yeah,” the fifteen-year-old offered without additional information.
“What are you guys going to do?”
“Eat at Panera in Berryhill Plaza. Then, we’re gonna see a movie.”
“Very nice. Who chose the restaurant?”
“She did,” he shared,

Rochelle was pleased he’d taken her advice to let the lady select. “Cool beans, sweetie. There’s something I wanted to talk about in private.”
“What,” shrank Coree.
“I wanted to know what you think a healthy relationship looks like.”
“Uh...dang, ma. I mean...Well, I dunno.”
“You have an idea, Coree. There isn’t a wrong answer.”
He thought. “It’s like you talk about stuff, you care about each other, you protect each other. You know…”
“Okay. What about the sexual aspect?”
“Ma, I don’t wanna talk about that.”
“Coree, I love you with all my heart and soul. I know it’s awkward to tell me what you’re thinking, but I promise it IS okay. I just want you to be safe and protected.”
“Alright,” he said tentatively.
“Here’s a straightforward question. What do you think a healthy sexual relationship looks like between adults?”
“I guess it oughta be like...You know...Honest and real. They should just be together and not be players. But sex is a big deal. It should be about love.”
“That’s an excellent concept. What about between k**s your age,” asked Rochelle wondering if saying ‘k**s’ was a good or bad thing.
“I think k**s like me need to just hang out and see what they like using the Internet. Sex can add drama it seems like until you’re in college.”
She had a baseline to work with. “I think you have a good grasp on what constitutes a solid, healthy relationship. How do you feel about your mom being an adult.”
“We’re at the store, ma. Need anything besides the chicken,” he checked.
“Just the chicken, sweetie.”

Coree hustled out of the German sports sedan. Rochelle smirked.

When he returned, she unlocked the doors.

Pulling out of the parking lot, Rochelle resumed the conversation. “Do you think everyone has sexual desires?”
“Uhhhhh...Yeah,” Coree said.
“What have you seen on TV or in real life that indicates that?”
“I mean...Like women...Sometimes, the like a man to be around. And they’re touchy feely. You know…”
“Okay. I know this is uncomfortable. I just want to make sure you’re safe.”
“What did you think when that trucker approached us at the rest area on the way ro Mammoth Cave? No judgement zone,” she indicated the code phrase for being able to speak openly without repercussion.
“Ma, he was tryna hit on you. I thought it was disrespectful in front of me and especially Jerry. You our ma. Plus I don’t know that nigga.”
“Okay, sweetie. That makes sense. What else?”
“I like Mr. Lynton. He talks to us and you smile the most when he’s around. I can tell you love me and my brother, but you also love him. He’s good to us all and he don’t disrespect me or Jere.”

“Thank you for being honest with me,” Rochelle put forth. “I want you to know you’re highly intelligent. I also need you to know that you’re in the demographic to be most affected by sexually transmitted infections and diseases. Sex is a big deal. Making an informed decision before doing it is super important. Then, staying safe with condom use and dental dams and such is also really crucial. You’re in that age range where boys get caught up. I just want you safe. I’m not perfect. I’ve done risky things because I was ashamed of asking for help. I want you to always feel safe asking me.”

Coree Stewart took a deep breath. He opined, “I do feel safe talking to you. I just want you to be safe.”
“What do you mean?”
“Last night with the alarm. Mr. Lynton was there. I actually saw you two walking to the front door. I didn’t say nothin’ so Jere wouldn’t figure it out.”
“Okay,” Rochelle said flatly, but nervous as hell.
“I know he’s your boyfriend. I’m not stupid.”
“That’s true. You’re certainly not stupid.”
“We both like him and he treats us better than any nigga our birth mom brought around. I don’t wanna lose him. That’s why I didn’t like that truck driver.”
‘Baby, thank you for sharing. That was really brave. Mr. Lynton is a good friend. He’s not in a position to be a husband or father right now. But, he does love you boys. I will be safe. I’m sorry I made you feel uncomfortable.”
“It’s cool, ma!”
“No. I never asked how you felt and I should have. Please remember that if you decide to do something sexual, oral or vaginal, or anal, that you will always wear a condom.”
“Promise.”
“Need some?”
“Naw.”
“Okay, son! There’s a few boxes of condoms in the wicker basket on the top shelf of the wicker basket on the top shelf about the washer and dryer. I don’t check it. I just put a three-pack regulars and magnums in there every two weeks.
“Uh...okay.”
“There are real consequences from not being safe. I don’t want that to happen to you. Please use protection if you need to have sex.”

She explained various STIs and how they were transmitted. Coree was repulsed and didn’t feel like even touching his dick. They were back at home. Coree put the chicken in the oven on the warm setting. Rochelle heated up two cans of Mexican corn and a Mason jar of green beans canned by Bibil.

Lunch was annihilated. No surprise to Rochelle.

Chara Owens arrived at 3:30 to retrieve Jere.

Rochelle checked on Coree at 4:30. He was almost ready, she informed him that he should use the prepaid debit card in his name that currently had a balance on it for everything on the date except specific cash-only purchases. She quizzed him on how much was available. He answered correctly with $359.98.

Rochelle drove to Layla’s parents’ 2200-square-foot, three-bedroom, house. She walked her son to the door. They all stepped inside and exchanged pleasantries.

She drove them to the movies with the expectation that Michael would pick them up and have Coree home by 10:30 p.m.

Jeramiah was already settled in with the Owenses.

Rochelle rushed back home to shower and change. After lathering her body in cocoa butter and petroleum jelly, she donned a black, sleeveless, form-fitting, knee-length, dress. She drove to the premier steakhouse in the BMW.

Hugo was there waiting in a nicely-tailored, slim-fit, navy suit with light pink tie. They sat near a window. As expected, he ordered for her. She wanted the filet mignon. Medium rare with roasted new potatoes. He chose the thick-cut pork chops with rice pilaf and seasonal veggies. They dined and conversed happily.

“I’m glad we went out,” confessed Rochelle.
“Same here,” shared Hugo. “How are your sons?”
“They’re fine. You know teenagers are interesting.”
“Yeah. I wasn’t the easiest to deal with.”
“I’m not sure any of us were.”
“What did you do today?”
“I looked at smart watches this morning. Then, I picked up around the house. How about you?”
“I played cards with my son. And had a safe sex talk with my older one.”
“Good times,” Dr. Alazar joked.
“Seriously. It was real as hell.”

“What makes you say that,” the cardiology fellow inquired.
Rochelle replied, “I just want to make sure he’s safe so I went deep.”
“Good idea. Look I know you have k**s - sons to be exact, And teenagers to boot. I won’t try to complicate your life. But I do feel we have a connection.”
“We do…”
“Then we agree. Let’s make a promise to go out again.”
“Deal!”
“I want you…”
“One sec. It’s my pager.”

Rochelle excused herself from the table. She called Jere back.

“Hey, Jere! It’s mom. What’s up,” she pressed.
“Things are weird here. Please come get me and Dez,” her son replied
“What happened?”
“Tell you later.”
“Okay. I;m on my way.”

Rochelle informed Dr. Hugo that there was an emergency. She begged his forgiveness. He assured her it was fine. She sped to the Owenses.

Herron Owens was yelling, “You fuckin’ bitch!”
Chara was no less infuriated. “Kiss my ass, bastard. Go live with that whore slut!”

Rochelle could see the marital strife had some to a head. She motioned for Jere to get in the crossover SUV. Desmond followed him. She drove home wondering what happened.

Rochelle would learn the next day that Chara had slammed the Chevy Avalanche, Herron doroe, into the sporty little Porsche belonging to Faith.

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Hi everyone, I am Raj, age 21, from Pune. I am here to share a real incident with you guys. So to tell you, I live with my mom Shalini who is 44 years old and a divorcee. My parents divorced amicably. I stayed with mom for the past 3 – 4 years after staying with my dad for the initial few years in Mumbai. My mom, Shalini, was running her own business. After her divorce from her dad, she did not marry again as she wanted to enjoy her life and did not want to get into a relationship again. She...

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helping widow mom date again Part IV Blackmail

The final day had come. I arranged a meeting in our house pretending to be my mother and specifically noted that this would be the final and only payment to this guy blackmail. I was hoping he would be the only one with access to the video, although it was possible that the other college students that banged my mom would not resist in sharing the video file. I was hoping this wouldn't happen in the next years or my momma teaching career would have to end sooner than expected.My mom was...

3 years ago
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A Date With Mom

A DATE WITH MOM(by Eros!) My friend Tamara had told me that the only people who took out personal ads in our local weekly were "horny yuppies with more money than brains." However, I had recently finalized my divorce after twenty-seven years of marriage, and I simply didn't know how to play the modern dating game. Besides, I could think of a lot worse things than a man with a fat wallet, a lonely cock, and an empty head. One advertisement called to me again and again: "Good-looking...

3 years ago
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Loving My Moms My Girlfriend And Her Mom

POV: Joy"So, you're not the only one that likes to fuck her mom?" I pondered, closing the gap."Yes, perv, how long have you been watching?" Kaylee asked, leaning up to me"Just a few minutes," I answered, before kissing her. "If you did leave me for a woman, I'd want it to be your mom," I pointed out, prior to checking her body. "Shit on a stick, Darcie, you have somebody.""Thank you, Joy," she responded, rising to me too. "May I kiss your girlfriend, Kaylee?""Sure, Mom."Darcie...

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Single Mom National Park Part II

Coree Stewart turned the sapphire blue Cadillac crossover SUV into the parking lot of Loving Arms Community Church. His mom, Rochelle, was giving him as much practice as possible since he had gotten his learner’s permit. He enjoyed it and secretly hoped his sixteenth birthday in the upcoming March would net him a new car.Rochelle joined this church shortly after beginning the adoption paperwork for Coree and Jeramiah. All three enjoyed being an active part of the non-denominational...

2 years ago
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Prom Night My Date Mom is a MILF

I was not looking forward to going to my Senior Prom. If its anything like last year I should just skip it. My school is a joke and they always have a bad band playing in the gymnasium. I already spent close to $500 on the tux and the limo and my date will not appreciate it. She did not enjoy herself last year. I have been going out with Tabitha for about 2 years and have only gotten to second base once in a while. She usually passes out and I try and cop a feel on her big juggs.Tabitha lives...

1 year ago
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The Princes Momo

If anyone has read ‘The Little Prince’ by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry then they might understand this story better. I wondered what happened after/if the little prince went back to his planet and this is just my little experiment that I went with. I wrote it all in one breath, and I hope it makes sense. I’m posting it on here to see what people think of it, and if you guys like it, I’ll continue it. Any and all comments are very much welcome. I hope you like it! ———————————————– She was born...

1 year ago
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a date with mom

My friend Tamara had told me that the only people who took out personal ads in our local weekly were "horny yuppies with more money than brains." However, I had recently finalized my divorce after twenty-seven years of marriage, and I simply didn't know how to play the modern dating game. Besides, I could think of a lot worse things than a man with a fat wallet, a lonely cock, and an empty head. One advertisement called to me again and again: "Good-looking ...

2 years ago
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Growing up with a nudist stepmom mom

Growing up started puberty early compared to most boys. At age 10 I started to grow noticible hair on my balls and around the base of my cock. My own mom seen this and took note.. But my step mom did not see me naked until I was 13. At age 11 I also learned about masturbation and would often do it daily, if not several times a day... At age 11, I already had alot of hair growing thick around my balls and a happy trail of it growing from above. I had my own room and it overlooked the pool where...

3 years ago
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My First Time With My Dearest Mommy With My Mom

My name is Zack.I was born on 11th May 1981 and my zodiac or starsigns are Taurus.My first time with my dearest Mom happened under the very weird circumstances.This wasn’t something planned by me or my Mom and it happened due to my boldness and persistence.Everything started at early September 2002.It was midweek.I had visited my parents to eat when my Dad asked if I would like to accompanied my Mom to a wedding ceremony.I learned that the 2nd cousin of mine was getting married and my Mom...

3 years ago
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But mommy I mean mom

But Mommy, I mean Mom!!! By Princess Pantyboy Me, Chris, Chrissie 18-years-old Amy & Jill 5-year-old twin sisters Miley 12-year-old sister Mom/Mommy single mom 42-years-old but looks 25 Jenny my 18-year-old girl friend All, I was transferring files from my old laptop to my knew MacBook Pro and found some stories I wrote back in 2011 and never put on line. Here is one of them. I hope you enjoy...

1 year ago
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Call Me Mommy Part 5 Tasting Mom8217s Sweet ass

Hey guys! HarDick69 is back with the incest series he’s been writing. All of my stories are based on real people and situations. I’m available only on hangouts due to obvious privacy reasons. Without any delay, let’s continue to the fun. Mom: I don’t remember everything that happened yesterday night because of the wine. But it was one hell of a surprise, baby! I never expected you would celebrate my birthday. Me: Oh! You’re my sweet mommy. How can I not celebrate your birthday? Mom: I’m here...

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2 years ago
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Not Quite a White Knight Book 2Chapter 8 Date Knight

Friday Afternoon and Night, May 23, 2008 “Sam, I know what you want, but I had an idea about something we could do now to stretch the night out. How would you like to go on a date? An overnight date?” “What! A date?! How ... what ... where ... I have nothing to wear.” “Yeah, big surprise, I figured that might be the case. Yuk Yuk Yuk ... Now, I am not objecting to you having nothing to wear, but knowing you, how about we start there? Then supper, and maybe a stop or two after. Night club...

2 years ago
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Drunk Mom and Me 4 updated

What Jimmy and I had done with my Mom while she was drunk and passed out on the sofa, was enough to keep me sexually fueled for weeks. Dad came home on schedule, and I resumed my boring life, except in my room when I slipped into Dreamland With Mom mode and whacked off. Suddenly the girls at school meant nothing to me and seemed so thin, immature and definitely not sexy. Every time I caught myself glancing at their boobs I only saw my Mom’s luscious heavy breasts. Every time Jimmy and I...

3 years ago
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Drunk Mom and Me 1 updated

Over a few years, my Mom started having a drinking problem. I was too young when I realized it two years ago, and had no idea what to do I thought it was because my Dad was overbearing and controlling. He paid no attention to me much or my school work. He would only allow her to have female friends that he knew. He worked a lot in sales and basically neglected me and Mom. He also traveled a bit. One night she had gone to an all girls’ party with her sister. The host called...

1 year ago
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Drunk Mom and Me 3 updated

The next evening was a washout. Mom went out with her sister and came home late and went right to bed. I had no choice but to stay home and whack off. I talked to Jimmy that day, told him that I had seen my Mom’s tits. His eyes lit up. He said he would love to suck on them, he had sucked a grade 10 girl’s tits and she loved it. He then told me he fucked her too but she was too slutty and he just came his load. Jimmy asked if I had ever fucked a girl yet and I said yes, but wouldn’t tell...

2 years ago
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Mouthful for Mommy pt2 of Over Moms lips

If the title bothers You,quit reading now.A couple of months ago,I came in my Mommy's mouth for the very first time,and ever since that day,things have been pretty fucking wild at my house! My four little s*s ters have all become pussyeating,cocksucking experts! My Mom and Dad walk around smiling all the time. And most nights,for hours on end,our fam ily is spent in a big sweaty,pussy juice slicked,cum smeared,Mommy-milk covered, jumbled up pile! And WE LOVE IT!***I must say,I am always amazed...

3 years ago
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Drunk Mom and Me 2 updated

It was a long day for me. Hardly paying attention to schoolwork. Thinking of what I had done the previous night. The long ride home in the back seat of the car with my own drunk Mom on my lap. Getting so full of lust that I actually fucked my own mother without her even knowing. Going several times to the washroom and half whacking off, but stopping myself in anticipation of that evening. I helped Mom make dinner and sat with her for awhile on the sofa watching TV. I had mentioned a movie...

1 year ago
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Stepmom stole my date

You are Madeline Everett, 18 years old. You're wearing a white sweater and plaid skirt, thick glasses over your blue eyes, your long blonde hair flowing loose past your shoulders. With what you have in mind for tonight you considered changing into something more revealing, but you don't really have anything that couldn't be called conservative in your wardrobe. Well, it's not like you really have any cleavage worth showing off anyway... The last few years have been difficult for you with your...

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Moms Changes Mom Dad Rose Phil I

Note : This story is completely fictional! So there I was, laying on my parents bed dressed in a pink body suit that I had just been given and told to put on by my mother. mom had pulled aside one of the leg openings and had fished my now erect dick out from beneath the shiny pink bodysuit and was sucking on my dick. Mom ran her hands over the sheer fabric of the bodysuit, I now know that Mom was getting into this as much as I was especially since Mom was not only dad's slut but also bi. I...

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1 year ago
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Mommy Mind Control Chapter 1 Mommys Naughty Lesson

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter One: Mommy's Naughty Lesson By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! “You're looking sharp,” I said to my eldest son as he came downstairs in a pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt tucked in. He always wore t-shirts too tight for him. He loved to show off how ripped he was. My sixteen-year-old son was such a handsome man, so much like his father. “Hot date, Mom,” Ryan answered, his brown hair...

3 years ago
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helping widow mom date again Part III

Next day my mom said nothing. I felt she didn't want to talk about it. She stayed all day in bed watching TV and reading. She probably felt soared by the hard penetration of the day before. Eventually I returned to studies and finally finished my degree as a mechanical engineer. I, then got a job near home. So I was able to stay at home with mom.One day she invited me to try out the gym she was going. I went there not knowing what was expected to me. After dressing in the locker room I started...

2 years ago
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Helping widow mom date again

My Dad died just a few months ago, and I had to interrupt my college degree to try to help my mother pass through this experience. I loved my dad very much and so did my mom. She was 51 at the time, but aged well besides being already a little to old to be considered a knock out to most men. She his a small woman, petite body, with relatively wide hips and medium breasts. She always used her hair short and blonde, although everyone could see it was colored hair.I've never had fantasies with my...

1 year ago
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Mommy Mind Control Chapter 2 Mommys Naughty Threesome

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Two: Mommy's Naughty Threesome By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Deidre Icke, president of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, shuddered as she looked at the latest printout. She gripped the dot matrix paper, staring at the blocky letters, her hands shaking as she read: STATUS: Drones have installed four pinhole cameras at SUBJECT 2 residence at 2003 CST. CAMERA 1: ACTIVE, Living...

3 years ago
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Helping widow mom date again Part II

Late that night I was alone in the room trying to sleep and I heard the door open downstairs. Nobody talked but I could notice more than 2 persons walking. I got so anxious."She drove him here. To her own house. At least I know she was safe and not being gang banged some place else". I heard her high heels knocking towards her that was next to mine. But surprisingly she opened my door. I pretend to be asleep. She than close the door and went downstairs again and heard the indistinct sound of...

3 years ago
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bDefacing Mom by MomsBigBoy b

True Story, i****t Introduction: This happened to me a long time ago, I have changed names and obviously spiced it up for your enjoyment Not even in her wildest dreams did Donna ever expect to be in the position she now found herself in. Down on the floor, kneeling in front of her only c***d, the stacked blonde mother had her head tilted back against the edge of her son's bed.She'd come to Michael's apartment for a simple discussion, that was all. But somehow she had ended up like this, about...

4 years ago
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Mom Stepmom and Sisters

MY MOM  STEP MOM AND MY SISTERS. PART 1   Reflecting on my life: I recently was remembering how not to long ago I had  driven into the circular drive of the home I grew up in, in Beverly Hills as a teenager and seeing my wife trimming the rose bush and thinking how strange life can turn out. How, just three years before I had driven into this same drive because my dad had just died. I remember as I sat in my car that I was sad but also very excited. My step mom who is now my wife was...

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Moms Changes Scott Gwenn Mom and I revised

Note : This story is completely fictional! So here I am, 19, having been changed into my parent's little girl, since there can only be one man in the household according to Dad. I also have just found out about the block orgy practices that where occuring right under everyones noses. Talk about having a hard time walking around the area without getting hard. Almost impossible Well back to the story, I had been on my best behaviour for the party. I did a lot of observing and a little...

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1 year ago
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Moms Changes Mom Dad Gwenn Scott I Carolyn

Note : This story is completely fictional! So here I am, 18 and having just found out about the block orgy practices that where occurring right under everyone's noses. Talk about having a difficult time walking around the area without getting hard. Almost impossible. Well, back to the story, I had been on my best behavior for the party. I did a lot of observing and a little participating, my participation the first night was limited to Mom, Dad, Rose and Phil. That was it, although as I did get...

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3 years ago
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My 4sum with my Mom Grandmom and Aunt

So if you read the last story about me and my mom and my grandmom then this is part 2 of this amazing weekend.So while we we’re in the country we didn’t do much…but what we did do was fuck and we did a lot of that…So the one night came along and I wish sitting in the living room on the couch watching TV. While my mom and my grandmom were in the kitchen cooking…Now from my seat on the middle of the couch you could turn your head to the left and see the kitchen and vice versa. So while I’m...

2 years ago
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My Threesome with Mom and grandmom

So if you read my last story about me and my mom fucking in the gas station then here’s what happened next.If you didn’t read my last story about me and my mom in the gas station I highly advise you read that then come and read this one.Now let me get into the story for all my readers.So me and my mom finally reached my grandmom’s house somewhere in the country of South Carolina. You knew you were in the country because there were barely any street lights and her house was on a dirt road and...

3 years ago
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Single mom just move down the street

Helped her move in the little house. Single mom about 19 and her little girl. Her mom and dad put her out and paid her rent. religious people feeling her pregnant did not look good at the church. I stopped by and talked with her. She had NO friends and family came by rarely. She was alone with her baby to talk with. Walking between her house and the neighbors I hear her moaning. In her widow I see her back arched up and finger working the clit out. She has an orgasm and lays down. Get some oil...

3 years ago
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Date With Daddy While Mom Sulks at Home

“Daddy, are we fuck buddies?” Heather asked her stepdad as they sat at the Italian restaurant waiting for the waiter.Caledon stared at the menu. “I didn’t hear that. What sounds good? Some pasta?”“Daddy…” she insisted.“Ooh, lasagna,” he said.“I want pizza.”“Be serious. Come on. We’re being classy tonight. Waiter’ll be here any second.”While Caledon perused the dinner entrees, Heather played with the colorful plastic flowers next to the elegant oak wood of their booth, cushioned with leather...

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1 year ago
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Date with mom

My friend Tamara had told me that the only people who took out personal ads in our local weekly were "horny yuppies with more money than brains." However, I had recently finalized my divorce after twenty-seven years of marriage, and I simply didn't know how to play the modern dating game. Besides, I could think of a lot worse things than a man with a fat wallet, a lonely cock, and an empty head. One advertisement called to me again and again: "Good-looking professional, 26, who enjoys...

4 years ago
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Single Mom Dont Lie

Rochelle was up early this Friday morning even though she didn’t have to be at work until 2:00 p.m. She was making French toast, turkey sausage links, scrambled eggs with cheese, onion and bell pepper, and strawberry compote. She fixed a plate and stuck a candle in the middle of the bread. She called out for the boys to wake up.When her younger son, Jeramiah, entered the room she yelled, “Happy Birthday!” She handed him a party hat and showed him to his seat.The birthday boy’s older brother,...

3 years ago
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Swapping Of Moms Seducing Of Mom And Fucking Her Ass

In my earlier story you might have read how I seduced my mom and fucked her. After reading that I got response and I found a matured aunty and we met and had sex and I helped her in seducing his son and swapped. So the story goes this way. So let me introduce my self Vikrant age 22 6ft. Sporty fit guy. My mom Vishaka now after sex her size is 36d 32 38 Now aunty Rupa age 44 figure 34d 32 36 5ft 3′ Her son rupesh 19 5’8 . So the story goes this way I met Rupa and we had chat she said she...

2 years ago
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DATE NIGHT

A wife turns her husband into a sissy slut who is forced to service other men and women.Tonight was"Date Night" and as usually was the case, I'd spentthe day in a high state of anticipation. My wife, Chris, and I hadcreated the "Date Nights" several years ago to merge our divergentsexual desires into a mutually satisfying relationship.My sexual tastes ran to the more exotic side of the spectrum bondage,forced oral sex, prolonged sessions, feminization and rolereversal were exciting fantasies...

1 year ago
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Datenight

"Can I wear this one?" The soft voice below me came from my younger brother, Cameron. He was standing beside me holding one of my stockings in his little hand. Mom and I had just finished dressing and he had watched, as he always did, as we slid our hose up our legs and attached them to the garters. I had stood up to touch up my mascara one more time, before I put on my dress over my slip. It wasn't unusually for Cam to hang around us, as we were a tight knit family and it was just the...

3 years ago
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My date with mom

Mom and I spend every Thursday night together as you may know reading my other post regarding our times together. Yesterday was special she took off work and we spent the whole day and night together as mom and daughter. We went for a ride in the mountains had lunch at an small town inn. There were 6 others there and they all were looking at us as we sat next to each other in a booth exchanging quick kisses and our hands on each others legs. Just mom and daughter in love. She was wearing a...

1 year ago
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First time as Mommies lover

Once i finally got the courage to confess my real, sexual feelings toward my Mom, the rest was easy!We were both alone (Mom has been divorced for many years) and seated on the sofa. Mom had a glass of wine and to keep my thoughts clear, i had water. Mom knew that i was a confirmed lesbian since my sexual beginning as She had caught me and girlfriends in various acts before. So it was easy to recap my sexual preferences towards Women... the challenge came when i confessed that i was actually...

4 years ago
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Date Night

Date night By 2nn WARNING! This story is not for minors or people who don't like sexualwritings, BDSM, homosexuality and such. It depicts extreme slavery,brutal torture, forced feminism, hard core homosexual sex, and a rangeof other sexual activities. If this offends you stop reading now. Kimmie checked herself one final time in the mirror, to make sure thatshe looked acceptable - or rather that she looked perfect; at least asperfect as a worthless and nearly used up sissy bitch could look....

1 year ago
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Date Night

Date Night An Erotic Adventure Starring Kiki & Ty Blaze Special guest stars Handson1Marie had a great life. A wonderful home, and a c***d. Her husband Steve was not only a great provider and father, he was a good man, and a handsome one too. She had what many would call the picture perfect life. A life that many others would be happy...

1 year ago
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SRU Nightlight

Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...

1 year ago
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SRU The Nightlight

Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...

2 years ago
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Dear Diary part 11 Burgundy Wine and MoonlightDate Night

Dear Diary, How did I get here. Someone please pinch me. I was asked on a date from a real sweet guy I met online a while ago. I didn't know what to make of it all and got swept up into an electric current pulling me into the unknown. I have always been drawn to the idea of dating a guy but I never in my wildest dreams thought it would actually happen. I've only ever dated girls before so when Dalton asked me to a date, I was as excited as I was petrified. He expected me to be the...

3 years ago
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Mommy Mind Control Chapter 3 Mommys Naughty Disicpline

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Mommy's Naughty Discipline By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I was so angry with Melissa when I stormed out of my good friend Cathy Dawson's house. That little fucking skank. How dare she cheat on my son. I never liked little miss miniskirt. She was a slut. A whore. The type of girl who would get knocked up and make me a grandmother before my son turned twenty-one. I was glad I...

2 years ago
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Single Mom Opening Game Intrigue

“Hey, retard,” yelled Coree.“What, stupid,” hissed Jeramiah.“You need to pick your towels and shit up in the bathroom, mane!”“I do, bruh,” the six-foot thirteen year-old stood up. “You’re the one that be stinkin’ the joint up with your smelly ass.”“Fuck you, nigga!”“Fuck you too.”The sophomore threw the towel at his younger brother. This enraged Jeramiah who already struggled with anger management. The middle school cornerback charged. Now, they were in a full brawl.“You get on my nerves,”...

2 years ago
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A single mom comes home early from a date and8230

My entire outlook on sex has turned around in the past year, and I must admit that it has been a turn for the better. I am a thirty-five-year-old business woman who has been divorced for five years and I am trying to get my daughter through college. I have tried to keep myself in relatively good shape so that I’ll remain attractive to the opposite sex. About six months ago I was out on a date with an old friend of mine. My daughter, Suzanne, was at home with two of her friends from the...

2 years ago
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Family Date Night

The Porters were a typical upper-middle-class family.  Steve Porter was a successful attorney and a partner in his father’s firm.  Steve’s wife, Cindy, worked as a receptionist in the same office.  The two met at a party while Cindy was in high school, and Steve was in his first year of college.  She was smitten with the tall, handsome man, and soon they were dating.It wasn’t long after they met before their kissing turned to petting, then to oral sex.  The two virgins developed their...

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2 years ago
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Date Night

Not for the underaged. I don't know why, but that's how it is. Those who don't like stories like this will find that this is the kind of story they don't like. Fair warning! Date Night by Vickie Tern "Laurie, this can't be right! I look like a loose woman!" "No, Stevie love, you look like a nice woman. Lipstick and eye shadow don't make for a loose woman, all they do is declare that a decent woman's fit to...

3 years ago
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Step Mom Son takes advantage of horny stepmom

My name is Steve and I am of 19 years. I stand 5'11" above the ground and have a good built, however not of a footballer. Most people enjoy my company and I get around well with both, boys and girls. My parents broke up when I was 12 and my father sent me to a hostel. I studied there for 4 years after which I again started living with my father. Our relationship developed into a mature one and I started looking forward to him not only as a father but also as a friend and a guide.Three months...

1 year ago
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Date Night

I had the shock of my life when my good friend and neighbor told me that she and her husband had contemplated “spicing up” their marriage. When I asked Dee what that meant, she told me that they wanted to expand their sexual horizons with another couple. Her husband Will had suggested Mark and me.My name is Vicki, I’m twenty-five having been married to Mark for three years. Mark and I were high school sweethearts. We knew each other as friends all through high school but only started dating the...

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3 years ago
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Date Night

I had the shock of my life when my good friend and neighbor told me that she and her husband had contemplated “spicing up” their marriage. When I asked Dee what that meant, she told me that they wanted to expand their sexual horizons with another couple. Her husband Will had suggested Mark and me.My name is Vicki, I’m twenty-five having been married to Mark for three years. Mark and I were high school sweethearts. We knew each other as friends all through high school but only started dating the...

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3 years ago
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Call Me Mommy 8211 Part 2 Seducing My Hot Mom

I could understand why she was masturbating. It had been a long time since she had been satisfied. It was bothering her. The naughty thought to seduce my Milf mom entered my head. She spat on her fingers and rubbed her hairy pussy. Her hairy pussy was so sexy. “Aaahhh! Uffff!” she moaned as she climaxed. I watched her remove her panty and wipe her squirt off her pussy. She slid the panty up and down, wiping her pussy. She then threw it to the heap of dirty laundry in the corner. She sat up and...

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3 years ago
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Mom the Unwilling Slut 02 Moms Degradation

The author does not condone any form of non-consensual sex. This is a fictional story, and should not be acted out in whole or part without the willing consent of all. Warning: This story contains adult content including mother son, brother sister, and mother sister incest. If you don't enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story. 8========D "Bro, you here" came my sister, Kayla's voice. A wicked idea crept into my mind. "Hey sis, I'm in my room and I need a hand with...

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