Sylvia learns about her grandmother
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They talked about a lot of things at the beginning of their journey, but before long, Karen said she was feeling a little sleepy and, in a short while, she was sound asleep. That was just what Jason had been hoping for. He turned the truck around and headed in the direction he had to take to reach the destination where his surprise for Karen waited. He hoped she’d stay asleep. If she was asleep when they arrived at the location where his planned surprise was located, it would make the surprise that much better.
The nearer they got to their destination, the more nervous Jason got. What if Karen was upset by his surprise? What if she didn’t like it? What would he do then? He’d been planning this for four years, hoping and believing he was doing something she’d like, even though he hadn’t been able to actually contact her and give her the surprise. What if he’d been wrong?
He turned off the highway onto a dirt road he first saw six years earlier, and had only been on once in the time since. He drove carefully down the dirt road, avoiding the bumps. He didn’t want to waken Karen until they reached their final destination. After about a mile, he turned into a driveway and stopped the truck. He took a deep breath, reached into his pocket and pulled out an electronic remote control. Then he touched Karen gently on the shoulder and said, ‘Karen, wake up, we’re here.’
Karen woke up slowly. It was fairly dark, so she couldn’t see much inside or outside the truck. Jason watched her as she looked around groggily at first, trying to orient herself. ‘Jason, where…where are we?’ she murmured. ‘I…I’m sorry I fell asleep.’ She yawned and stretched.
‘That’s all right,’ Jason said. ‘Look.’ He pushed a button on the remote control and the floodlights he’d had installed came on, illuminating the exterior of the cabin where he’d first been with her.
‘Jason! Oh, God!’ Karen exclaimed, her voice catching. She looked at him, then at the cabin, then back at him. ‘The…the cabin…our cabin. But…but we…we had to…to sell it because…because of the divorce.’
‘I know, I bought it,’ Jason said softly. It was the one property he’d bought with no intention of ever selling.
Karen turned and looked at him, wide-eyed. ‘You…you bought it?’ she stammered.
Jason nodded and said, ‘Yes. I…I knew how much it meant to you and I didn’t want to see you lose it, so…’ He shrugged again. ‘Do…do you want to go inside?’
Karen, still looking a little stunned, nodded and, in a shaky voice said, ‘I…I suppose we should, since we’ve driven all this way. Oh, Jason, I…I had no idea.’
‘Come on, I want to show you the inside,’ Jason said. He got out of the truck, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for her.
Karen slid out, looking at him oddly, then she clutched his arm. ‘I…I don’t know what to say,’ she murmured as they started toward the cabin. ‘Have…have you been up here since…since you bought it?’ she asked.
‘A few times. I had some work done and came up to make sure it was done the way I wanted, but…’ He took a deep breath. ‘Mostly I…I was waiting.’
A puzzled look caused Karen’s brow to furrow as she looked up at him. ‘Waiting, for what?’ she asked.
They walked up on the porch and he unlocked the door to let them in. Inside, he flipped on some lights. ‘Waiting for the time I could bring you back up here,’ he said softly.
Still clinging to Jason’s arm, Karen looked around. ‘It…it looks just like it did when…when we left it the…the last time,’ she murmured. ‘I…I thought you said you made some changes.’
‘A few. I put in the outside lights and the computerized security system and I made one other change,’ Jason said. His heart was pounding and he was having a very difficult time breathing. ‘It’s upstairs. Come on, I’ll show you.’ He led her to the stairs and they started up. When they reached the top of the stairs, he walked to the spot where there once had been two doors leading to the bedrooms Karen and her husband used. He opened the door, reached inside, and turned on the light. ‘That’s the only other change I made,’ he said.
‘Oh, Jason!’ Karen whispered as she looked into the single large master bedroom he’d created by combining the two bedrooms. Inside, in the center of the huge room, stood the king-sized four-poster bed in which they had spent so many wonderful hours during his visit there six years before. She let go of his arm and turned to him. ‘After all this time you…’
‘You didn’t want me to say it six years ago,’ Jason said, interrupting her, ‘but things are different now. Karen, I am in love with you. I’ve never loved anyone else and I don’t think I ever will.’
Tears filled Karen’s eyes as she looked up at him. ‘Jason…I…I…I don’t know what…to…to say,’ she stammered. ‘I…’
Jason looked down at her and could feel his heart pounding. ‘You know what to say and now you can say it, Karen,’ he said softly. ‘I know you feel the same way. You did then and I hope you still do.’
Karen pressed against him and buried her face against his chest. She stayed like that, clinging to him, for a few moments. Then she took a deep breath and whispered, ‘Jason…I…I love you, too. I…I’ve known that ever since that day at the pool.’
‘That’s what you meant that day when you said we’d crossed a boundary, wasn’t it?’ Jason whispered as he ran his fingers lightly though her silky hair and held her against him.
She nodded. ‘Yes…that’s what I meant,’ she whispered. ‘I…I didn’t know if you understood what I meant then but I guess you did, didn’t you?’
Trembling, Jason moved them closer to the bed, which he had dreamed of sharing with her again ever since the day he had it moved to this room. He found the prospect of seeing her naked again every bit as exciting as it had been the first time it happened. The thought that he would be seeing, and touching, her lean, lovely body made his blood pound.
Karen looked up at him and her hand flew to her hair. ‘Oh,’ she said softly. ‘I must look a mess. I’m sorry, Jason.’
‘No you don’t!’ he replied, meaning it more than he’d ever meant anything in his life. ‘You look beautiful.’
Karen held her hand out, pulled him towards her, buried her face against his chest again, and started to cry. Jason, confused, slid his arms around her and they stood next to the bed holding each other. He wasn’t exactly sure why she was crying, but he hoped it was out of happiness.
As she sobbed against him, her tears dampening his shirt, his hands were massaging her back and, as his fingers moved over her bra strap and he felt her breasts press against him, things began to happen. His penis began to harden in his jeans and he held his hips back, hoping she wouldn’t feel it. He somehow didn’t think it would be right, not yet.
‘Why…why did I…I let you go six years ago?’ she sobbed. ‘Oh, darling, I’ve missed you so much!’
Hearing her words further aroused Jason, who began to feel a little light-headed. ‘It doesn’t matter,’ he said softly. ‘We’re together now.’ He bent and kissed her on the top of the head.
Karen continued to cling to him and he returned her embrace. It felt so right to have Karen’s body pressed against his. An ache that he’d felt for six years was finally being healed.
After clinging to him for a few more minutes, she started to pull away. When she did, he allowed one of his hands to slide up over her shoulder, and he gently cupped her cheek. Her skin felt was silky and warm as he stroked her warm, soft skin. She looked up at him, and what he saw in her eyes was overwhelming.
One of her hands rose slowly to his face and she traced his chin gently with her slim fingers. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his, studying him. Her breath gently caressed his face and he knew that at long last, he was going to get to kiss her once more.
He bent his head and she move
d her face a fraction of an inch closer to his. She opened her mouth, showing him the tip of her pink tongue, then he pressed his lips against hers and their mouths began working against each softly and gently. The kiss was every bit as perfect as he knew it would be. The longing he’d felt during the years he’d waited for this disappeared in a flash of ecstasy. Their mouths opened and they gently exchanged tongues while they tightened their embrace and pressed fiercely against each other. Jason no longer cared whether or not she could feel his erection.
When the kiss ended they leaned back and gazed into each other’s eyes again. Jason felt as if he was drowning as he gazed into the gray eyes he adored so much. Karen smiled and he bent and placed a kiss on each of the dimples that framed her pretty mouth.
‘Jason…it…it’s been so long…’ Karen whispered as she pulled him tighter against her. ‘Do…do you still want me?’ she whispered. Her eyes gazed into his as she waited for his answer.
‘I’ve never stopped wanting you,’ Jason replied. ‘You’re so beautiful, Karen. I’ve wanted you every day for the last six years…’
‘You really mean that, don’t you?’ she asked, sounding a little surprised. ‘You aren’t just saying that?’
Jason took her head in his hands and kissed her again. It began as a gentle kiss, but soon turned into a fervent joining of their lips. After a few seconds, he pulled away and kissed the tip of her nose. ‘I…I haven’t been celibate for the past six years, but every time I…I kept thinking about you,’ he whispered.
Karen smiled at him, but at the same time, a new flood of tears filled her eyes. ‘My darling Jason,’ she whispered. ‘I’m so sorry for the pain I’ve caused you…’
Jason shook his head. ‘That doesn’t matter,’ he said. ‘You’re here, in my arms now, and that’s all that matters.’ He ran his fingers lightly up and down her arms and felt warmth rushing through him.
‘Jason, I do love you, I really do,’ she murmured.
Once more, they hugged. Her arms were at first pressed against his chest, then they slid around him and she pulled him against her as they again joined their lips in a kiss that caused fantastic feelings to swirl through them. One of Karen’s hands moved to Jason’s neck and she pulled him harder against her. Not wanting to break the kiss, they breathed through their noses. His body was pressed so tightly against hers there was no way she could avoid feeling his urgent need.
Finally, she tore her lips from his and leaned back. ‘Come with me, my darling,’ she said softly and took his hand. She led him to the bed that occupied the place where the separate beds she and her husband once used had occupied.
When they reached the bed, she had Jason sit down on it and stood in front of him, between his legs. After gazing at him for a few seconds, she took his hands and placed them gently on her waist. He leaned forward and nuzzled her belly through her dress while she smiled down at him and ran her fingers through his hair.
‘Undress me, my darling,’ Karen whispered. ‘I want you to make me naked for you.’
With shaking hands, Jason started undoing the buttons that ran down the front of her loose dress. Each one slipped easily its opening and, before long, they were all undone. He spread the dress apart and was blessed with a view of her flat, lovely belly. Again he leaned forward and buried his face against her skin. He smelled her fresh, clean scent, then he began to kissed her stomach and lick it, and heard her groan as he did. He finally stopped what he was doing, wonderful as it was, and stood up. He’d grown a little, which now meant she was about five inches shorter than he was. She tilted her head back and her startling gray eyes looked directly into his. They were filled with love and need and caused his insides to lurch as she gazed into them. He slid the shirt off her shoulders and down her arms with trembling hands, then he grabbed the hem of the T-shirt she wore under it and yanked it over her head. A lacy bra, holding her lovely breasts, was exposed to his avid gaze and, as she gasped for breath, her breasts jiggled gently. She was clearly just as excited and nervous about what they were doing as he was.
Jason traced her neck lightly with his fingers, then let them trail them down along her slim her throat and across the top of her chest. Lightly, ever so lightly, he traced the outline of her bra. Karen bit her lip and shivered as he did, then she rose up on her toes and leaned into him, as if she was trying to get more contact from his hand. Jason, trembling softly, watched his hand as it moved across her chest to her other breast and began to stroke it through the sexy, silken material of her bra.
He lowered his face and kissed the side of her neck while his hands slid around to her back and began to search for the clasp of her bra. She giggled and said, ‘It’s in the front, my darling.’
‘Oh,’ Jason murmured. He looked between the lovely globes on her chest, saw the clasp, and reached for it. He was surprised how easily it opened, given how much his hands were trembling. Once the clasp was undone, the cups of Karen’s bra remained clinging to her heaving breasts for a moment, then the bra began to slowly peel away from them. It wafted downward, forming a lacy white puddle at her feet. Freed of their restraint, her breasts sagged ever so slightly.
Jason noticed that she was staring at the floor, avoiding his gaze. He reached out and cupped her face gently. ‘What’s the matter?’ he whispered.
Slowly, Karen raised her face. ‘I wasn’t sure that, after all this time you’d…I mean, if you’ve been with girls your age, they’re…’ she stammered softly.
Jason laid a finger gently on her lips. ‘I’ve never seen anyone I wanted to look at more than you, or who is more lovely than you are. I love you, Karen. All of you. Every exquisite inch of you. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’
‘Oh!’ Karen said. She threw her arms around his neck, pulled his face against hers, and they kissed again.
It was as if they couldn’t stop kissing, even though there was so much more each of them wanted to do. During that time, Jason grabbed hold of her firm bottom and pulled her against him. It felt so wonderful to be holding her again.
Finally, both of them felt the need to move on, to consummate what they’d begun. His hands went to her waist and he shoved her pantyhose and panties down.
She stepped out of them, smiled, and said, ‘Now it’s my turn to undress you.’ She moved her hands to the buttons of his shirt and opened them. Then she slid the shirt off. Next her hands went to his waist. Eagerly, she tugged his T-shirt out of his jeans and pulled it over his head. ‘Mmmm,’ she said and kissed one of his nipples. ‘I think I like it!’
‘I love that! Let’s g…get on…on the bed,’ Jason croaked as he shoved his pants down and kicked his loafers off. Leaving his socks on, he joined her on the bed.
Karen reached for him, wanting to take him into her arms, but he gently urged her to lie on her stomach. ‘There are things I’ve been dreaming of doing for six years,’ he said. ‘Let me do them.’
‘All right, my darling,’ she replied.
Jason started with her legs, just above her ankles. He began by kissing her calves, every inch of them, while Karen whimpered and squirmed in response. Then, moving slowly, being as gentle as he could, he began to move upwards, kissing and licking the back of her knees, then the backs of her thighs. When he reached her marvelously formed bottom, he kissed each cheek softly.
‘Oh, God, Jason!’ Karen groaned, shuddering. ‘You can’t begin to imagine how wonderful you’re making me feel!’
Jason had an idea of the effect his caresses were having on her and was pleased. His fingers followed his lips, stroking and squeezing every place he kissed gently, trying to arouse her more than he’d ever aroused her before. Karen squirmed under his caresses and was
singing a constant song of delight while his hands moved over her wonderful body, the body he’d dreamed of possessing again for six years. He worked his way slowly up her back and, when he reached her shoulders, he kissed the back of her neck gently.
‘Turn over,’ he whispered, and she did. Her breasts shimmied enticingly as she did but, with some effort, he ignored them and began kissing her flat chest just below them, then his kisses and caresses began to move slowly downward. Sylvia’s mother’s legs rose, bent at the knees, and fell apart and he could smell the scent of her need for him.
Lower and lower his kisses moved, while her moans and cries, and the sinuous movement of her body, grew more urgent by the second. At last, his lips and fingers moved between her legs. As he gazed at the opening now exposed to him, Jason was so overwhelmed with ecstasy that he moaned.
‘What’s the matter, my darling?’ Karen asked, sounding concerned.
‘You are so beautiful!’ he said reverently, then he lowered his face between her legs. As he approached her pulsing opening, he blew on it, then he reached out with his tongue and gave her a gentle lick.
Karen whimpered and her hips rose. ‘Oh, God, my darling! You can’t imagine how many nights I’ve laid in my bed dreaming of this!’ she moaned. ‘Please, my love! Don’t stop now!’
Jason had no intention of stopping. He cupped Karen’s firm buttocks in his hands, lowered his mouth to her, and began caressing her hungrily with his lips and tongue. He extended his tongue and trailed it from the base of her opening, up between her labia, to the top. Then, after caressing her clit with swirling licks, he trailed it down again, stopping on the way to inside her.
‘Oh, God! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!’ Karen gasped. Her hips rose off the bed and twisted against his face.
Jason continued what he was doing, and began to using one of his hands to tease and caress her clit while he licked her gently. Her fervent movements and cries of joy told him she was getting very close to coming. He lifted his eyes and saw that she was fondling her breasts, pulling and twisting her nipples. Her head was rolling from side to side while her hips continued to rock up off the bed and press her middle into his face.
The next thing he knew, Karen’s hands had released her breasts and were clamped around his head, pressing his face against her vagina. Wailing loudly, she was bucking wildly as she enjoyed what seemed like an incredibly powerful orgasm on his mouth. Her gyrating hips smeared her juices all over his face while he held onto her bottom, licking and sucking and gulping the juices that were pouring from her. Gasping for breath, he inhaled the scent of love, pure passion, desire and frantic need.
At last, she calmed and, when she did, she pushed him away. He slid up next to her and, immediately she took him in her arms and they shared a tender, intimate kiss. ‘Oh, God, Jason!’ she gasped. ‘I…I can’t believe how wonderful that was! God!’ She laughed, then she kissed him again.
Jason loved it. It had been so long since he’d heard her laughter and he found it a wonderful sound, a sound he wanted to hear for the rest of his life. She continued to kiss him, then he realized that her kisses, like his had done a few moments earlier, had begun to move downward. She nibbled on and sucked his nipples, which grew hard as little pebbles. Delightful sensations resulting from what she was doing made him tremble. From his nipples, her lips ventured downward, over his stomach, with a pause to licking his belly button. His penis, which was already erect when they started, felt as if it was going to explode off his body. He was desperate to feel her touch there.
He lifted his head and watched as Karen knelt between his legs. She began to bend forward and, as she did, he could see her breasts swing forward and jiggle. He groaned when she wrapped her long, slim, fingers around his erection. For a few seconds, she just stared at the swollen shaft in her hand, then her eyes lifted and she smiled. ‘I think bigger than I remembered,’ she whispered softly. ‘If that’s possible.’ She stroked his swollen organ gently for a little while.
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⦁ Silkie Greene used to be Sylvia Greenburg. Her name could have been changed because of marriage or divorce , but, she didn't give up that secret right away. She claimed to have changed her name while growing up in the foster care system of the State of Oregon. She didn't even try to sustain this part of her story for very long. She had altered her identity, at least once, and now, she was beginning to peel off the outside skin of herself, and reveal bits of who she really was. She was sitting...
I am Sylvia a forty-five year old widow after my much older husband died almost two years ago. My parents were Danish so I have inherited their tall, slim bearing and my mother’s good looks. My girlfriends tell me I have a very good body still, good smooth skin, an hour glass figure and I modestly agree. When I pose naked in heels in front of my wall length bedroom mirrors I can’t help but admiring my body and feeling very frustrated. Good long legs, even better hips and I can see my well...
I tried to talk to Rosalie about it. All she said was:"You're a woman, a fucking sexy-ass woman now. I'm not going to tell you what to do. Al wants to give you a fucking gold mine in the sky, and all you have to do is do what you do anyway? Lots of women would jump on that so fucking fast. Sylvia, I've let myself be pimped out a little bit in my life, lots of women do. Just for myself, it didn't kill me, and I had to do a lot more than what Al is talking about..."Later that week, I got a phone...
I began to hear them. Two women making love can just be the sweetest sound. I listened for a little. their love sounds, the train whistle sounds, and those pigeons in the eaves. Ida moaned , "Come on baby, eat my pussy...come on..."Before I had another thought, my hand was in my panties. "Sylvia! don't stay out there playing with yourself! We have plenty of room!" I pushed the door open. Dulce was between Ida's legs, with her face in her pussy. I liked that, but what really got me was her...
I am sure this is a cuckold story, but I am not sure just who should be considered the one cuckold. At the time of the event, I had been separated for six months from my wife of eleven years. She and I were madly in love in college, and did not want to take anyone’s advice about waiting until a few years after graduation. Sylvia is 5’ 5” tall and about 120 pounds with a perfect hour glass figure. She has incredible pear shaped tits and long hard nipples that can make her cum just from sucking...
When I pose naked in heels in front of my wall length bedroom mirrors I can’t help but admiring my body and feeling very frustrated. Good long legs, even better hips and I can see my well rounded and still dimple free ass reflected in the mirror on the other wall. My best feature I muse as I tease my large erect nipples is my large firm 36D tits, though I must shave my overgrown pubic hair or have it waxed. I have decided I have been a grieving widow for far too long.I haven’t had sex for...
I was always thinking about my first love, and in someways, my only true lover. My dear sister Rachel. a young woman who had an international reputation as a pianist and musician before she was eight years old. A woman who had to deal with her Asberger's Syndrome before there was a name for that condition. The only prson on Earth who knew ALL my secrets, and who loved me witout reservation.I wanted this, I wanted that. I wanted her to travel to New York and become sucessful and more famous than...
After our first session, I was exhausted and fell asleep which was the last thing I wanted to do at that time. Sheila had seemed to drain everything from me including my consciousness. Fortunately, for me, Sheila was not overly concerned by my temporary lack of attention to her. Perhaps she was giving me the benefit of the doubt due my youth and relatively limited lack of sexual experience with a woman. I was awakened by a tingling sensation on the head of my cock. Sheila was leaning over me...
Part 2 of a continuing series. If you have not read part 1, I suggest you do so in order to follow the flow of the storySylvia would be graduating from high school in a couple of weeks. She was going to visit her grandparents for the first week of her summer break before leaving for college in the Fall. I was already hoping Sheila, Sylvia's mother, would follow through on her offer of having sex with me.Sylvia's grandparents drove down and picked her up to take her home with them for her...
It's was my last summer before I was supposed to start college. I had the house to myself most the time and had been wasting my summer playing video games. My dad was always gone on business trips, and my stepmother was usually out shopping, or at the gym where my dad met her.On the Saturday afternoon in question, my stepmother had just gotten home from whatever or 'whoever' she was doing, and my dad was out of town on 'business' again. I didn't really care how screwed up my dad and...
TabooYoung Stepmother Chapter 1 By Mark Dayette Looking back on it now I had an easy life when my parents were still alive, I was their only son, their special boy Nathan, they called me Nate. I had a childhood like any normal boy, I wasn't exactly one of the cool kids, I wished, but I never felt like I was a loser. My family lived in Philadelphia, PA. For many years Dad took me to the Flyers games. As a teenager I had a few dates but I wasn't too successful with the ladies. I hate to...
Sylvia's mother has left her daughter in her dressing room with her drummer while she goes all the way out to Pasadena to see about another engagement. She has known and worked with Cecil for more than twenty years. Cecil is also her lover. Sylvia doesn't know any of this. Sylvia has plans of her own. She has been hungry for Cecil since she could toddle over and hug him. She has had intercourse one time before in her life, not with Cecil, but she is keeping...
I wasn't at all sure I was going to let myself get DP'd again, but when I finally did, Janet was on her hands and knees beside me, kissing me, getting DP'd herself.There was a lot of coke at this party. I don't think I ever saw people using it like they were here. I don't know who paid for it, but there was a lot, and everybody could share. People got so high, and in this place, with all this sex everywhere, people wanted to fuck, and fuck and fuck. I was wondering if the parties I was going to...
My mom and I were "stuck" at Gerald's fabulous penthouse fro weeks after Al was shot. Gerald was so afraid that thee mob guys were looking for me, to kill me and get their money back, that he wouldn't let me leave. He was so sweet, and his place so wonderful, that, most of the time, I didn't feel as if I had to. Mom and I were talking about her friend,Mrs. Harada, the sixty year old Japanese-Brazilian massage lady, also a frind and lover of my friiend and lover,Rosalie, who had been married to...
Thanks for reading my work and kill me if like with your comments. I'm not afraid of criticism.*****I picked up a few things in the kitchen and then followed Sheila's trail of clothes down the hallway expecting to lead me to our bedroom but instead the trail ended at the door going into my 'play room'. As I walked in I saw her lying on the bed with legs spread wide and tied to the foot board posts of the bed. Her arms were over head in a spread eagle position and on wrist was tied to the head...
Everything was progressing very quickly between Sheila and me. They were, in fact, moving almost too quickly. Our sex life was fantastic. Sheila was a dream lover and she had done everything I had asked of her so far, yet I was still very apprehensive about how things would be once Sylvia returned and if we could get her to agree to our proposal of she and Sylvia sharing me as their lover.I really did not want to hurt Sylvia in any way, especially emotionally. She had already been through the...
Sylvia, My First Pussy Part 2 Sylvia was Linda’s mom, and she said she thought highly of me as a kid who had promise. She was heavily involved in the youth movement at the State level, so I guess when I was elected President of the State organization; her positive opinion of me was pretty much solidified. She chauffeured me to numerous state conferences, so we got to know each other quite well. She was a big woman, very attractive even though she was 45 or so. She was wealthy and looked...
MILFThere I was, eighteen years old and laid out at home after an accident while racing motorcycles, one arm broken, the other fractured above the wrist, cuts and bruises all over. My stepmother was a nurse at the hospital that I was admitted to right after the accident. She checked up on me until I was staying awake more and then began keeping the other nurses out and tending to me herself.It was just as well. I hadn't been able to jack off in a week, and I was getting hard if the fan blew across...
TabooChapter 1 The big German shepherd sat back on his haunches with ears erect and eyes aglow, watching the shapely blonde girl move busily about the kitchen. Her visible, soft white flesh, even that hidden beneath her skimpy bikini, like the tossing of her shoulder-length golden hair, pleased him with its quivering apples to her every graceful motion. Her aromatic feminine scent filled his keen nostrils, stirring his interest more than the smell of the foods she prepared, and...
I threw caution to the wind and jumped head first into my new role as housewife and stepmother with open arms. The only problem was that not everyone else's arms were open.My first official morning as a member of the Norton household began at the breakfast table. I woke at daybreak to make a huge feast for my new husband and my growing boys: eggs, hash browns, bacon, sausage, pancakes, real maple syrup, waffles, fresh strawberries, whipped cream and fresh-squeezed orange juice. I didn't even...
TabooI had secretly lusted after Alice, my sexy red-headed stepmother, for a long, long time. She had a habit of walking around the house late at night in a silky, nearly see-through, light blue nighty. It was obvious that she was completely naked underneath because I could clearly make out her dark nipples and the little tuft of hair that was just above her pussy. I was convinced that she knew I could see everything and that she wore the skimpy nighty to intentionally drive me crazy. Many a night I...
IncestMy name is Eric and I was thirty-five years old when my father died. To say his death hurt would be an understatement. It was truly devastating. Although it was a difficult time, I was fortunate in that I had my stepmother Janice to help me through this period. As I'll say more than once in this story. My real mother had died when I was young. Even though Janice married my father many years after my mother died, I thought of her as my mother not a stepmother. That's important to this story. I...
I loved this story and wanted to share it, the writer is "horrorotica" here is a link to the main story: http://www.literotica.com/s/the-stepmotherAs eighteen-year-old Dale Barrett travelled home by train, he felt excited about seeing his stepmom for the first time since spring break. Nervous energy made his heartbeat fast, his stomach feel funny, and his fingers tingle. The reason he felt so nervous about coming home is that his stepmother had told him that she knew about his little secret.She...
I soaked in the bubbles in the tub. It was time to give my ass and pussy a rest. I listened to Grace Slick singing about "Try Trans-Love Airlines, gets you there on time...""I was still on my back in the tub. I'd had had several intense comes, had watched Ida and Dulce get DP's a few inches away from my face, so close I could smell it and taste it, too. I was relaxed, I didn't need any more sex. Ida came to see me in the tub."You have tits that float, Sylvia, that's really cool. Are you totally...
The Voice Lesson I had been making love with Judy and Gretchen after our money making stint at the glory hole at Ambassador books. We went to the store next door, and met with Gretchen Ramriez, and spent the rest of the afternoon having threeway woman sex with her. But I had a lot on my minf that day:"Judy, you can stay, but I need to wash my hair, have a shower and go.."Gretchen:"Let me find some clothes for you. Sylvia. We call this place the "Mayan Macey's" because so many women come in here...
The holiday season was incredible especially for me. Sheila managed to contain any possessiveness she might have had with admirable self control. She told me she did not while she did not have a real problem about me being with any of the girls, she was glad the holidays were over and it would just be the two of us here most of the time.I know both Mom and Leann will still come over frequently, but I imagine in a few weeks or months that Leann will likely want some kind of more permanent...
The following is a true story however certain details have been omitted for secrecy and protection:I'm a 21 year old man living in Cambridge, 3 years ago i went travelling around australia with my best friend, (let's call him T)anyways we were travelling up the east coast doing the usual tourist spots as well as a few ssmall surfing locals we were recommended.Eventually my friend ran out of money and had to return to England.By this point i was nearing cairns and decided to visit my godmother...
My girlfriend Lilly and I have been living together for almost a year and in my opinion things are great. Due to this pandemic I have been laid off from work while Lilly has only gotten busier at work. If i'm honest I may have taken advantage of the situation and taken a little vaction from all types of work including all the house work. Normally Lilly would take care of all the cooking and cleaning, and I guess I still expected this. So one day just like any other I was home alone just playing...
FetishMy name is Kimberly. I tell our family’s story not out of a sense of depravity but instead as an opportunity to share our family’s unique solution in accepting the realities of a challenging situation which required living with unconventional sexual relationships. Some other families may find themselves in the same predicament someday. To be candid and upfront, I have to say that my fiancé, Randy, agreed to become a surrogate to his father’s new wife, Margarita, in order for her to accept his...
IncestMy Shemale Stepmother by Richard-to-Rachel My parents split up when I was eighteen, I was a little distressed by it but we had never been as close as some. Still, I didn't really see what had driven them apart so quickly and so thoroughly that they never even spoke any more. I guessed maybe one of them must have had an affair and that was really all that I thought about it. I went off to college and life went on. That following summer, when I was nineteen, I moved in to live with my...
⦁ 12 BIRTHDAY⦁ ⦁ "Judy and Denise and a few other friends had some connections with famous" Hollywood". Denise actually grew up in a wing of this Brentwood mansion that had belonged to a famous rich and kinky 1930's movie queen named Desiree Duncan. Have you ever heard of her?"⦁ "This part of what happened at my sixteenth birthday, Tom: ⦁ "Ms. Duncan. Oh yes. She was a huge star in the early 1930's. She lived the life of a star, plenty of booze, sex and d**gs, and her career was ruined by some...
Delilah had originally planned to stay for only three days but stayed for an extra two days. She occupied all of my time while she was here. I was delighted she extended her visit but Sheila and Sylvia were happy when she returned home even though they both loved her very much.Both girls were aching for sex and when I suggested we have a threesome they both agreed to try it. I did not expect them to engage in anything with each other unless they chose to do so and, sadly, they did not. At...
I first met Sylvia in a coffee shop. She was part owner with her daughter in. law. . A good looker, but a few years older and wiser. We had a rip snorter of a session the first time we met, Hot, Torrid and Impulsive. I had left her my number just in case she wanted more. Although she is 15 years older than me..It didn’t mean that she had to live without sex, I had given her that missing part of life last time, and wanted more of it... the Fone rang almost a week later, she told me that what we...
Sylvia ist eine Arbeitskollegin von mir. Max mochte sie schon immer sehr. Und seine Zuneigung zu ihr erhielt nur kurzzeitig einen Dämpfer, als ich ihn aufklärte, dass sie eher auf Frauen steht. Mit ca. 170cm und nur knapp über 55kg ist sie nicht weit weg von mir, außer, dass sie dunkle Locken hatte und ihre Haut auch dunkler ist als meine, und dabei hat sie wunderschöne, rehbraune Augen. Mit dieser hyper-schlanken Figur, und den Proportionen genau an der richtigen Stelle passt sie einfach zu...