Smut Writer: Stories

A woman recalls her very early years at the bedside of her dying father. A tribute.

After seeing his mother with the next door neighbor Jake desides he wants her, too.

I stroked my cock loving the feeling of my heavy balls swinging between my legs. My climax came and I shot my load onto the towel I had put on the floor. I hadn't seen Sally, my daughter standing in the doorway watching.

"What the hell happened?" Sally had come home with one hell of a shiner. I exact some revenge on her soon to be ex-husband. Not much later she gives me a son.