It happened one year ago today and while at times it seems so long ago, I can still remember it like it was yesterday. It was the first time me and my parents included my aunt and cousin. Group sex isn't a big thing in my family so it wasn't something we did very often but this day marked our anniversary of that first time so it seemed appropriate.
What do you do on Father's Day for the greatest dad in the world (besides a "Greatest Dad" coffee mug)? Every year I struggle with this but this year things worked themselves out on their own.
If there's one thing I learned growing up it was if you're fifteen, horny, and "available" you tend to have a lot of boyfriends. Years later it appears my cousin Tammy has learned the same "lesson". Even better, her current boyfriend didn't mind having me join in as well, even though I was six years older than him.
A PARODY of Babysitter Stories that read like wet dreams. It's Hetero and it's got some good'n'nasty sex as it goes along but it's not really 'stroke', although I originally intended it to be.
But the characters wouldn't cooperate. And, like most dreams, it's full of wacky, impossible sh*t!
Carnivals were a great form of entertainment in the nineteenth century, this one had a little extra on the side for those adults who wanted more personal types of entertainment. Sexual types of entertainment, without limits. The reader should pay attention to the codes, don’t read if you are squeamish!
My aunt along with her young daughter and husband showed my mom and I that real fun lies in taking off society's moral cloak and enjoying what makes you happy instead of worrying what others would say. My aunt made me a man and brought mom's beauty in the open. Read my story if you like substance and depth.
As a small boy, John has five limbs. Peter the penis is the smallest and most useless, the butt of jokes, the target of derision from the other limbs. But the day comes when he is the most important appendage of all, and he gets to share hot talk with vaginas as he plunges in and out.
Time and circumstances set the stage for a dependent widowed mother to finally have her mature for his age son's root buried in her bush. She says, "We can't." He says, "Who's going to know?" "Nobody, I guess but don't ever tell anyone I let you."
A Swarm Cycle Story
This is the Swarm version of a story I once wrote under a different pen name. The names have been changed because I felt like changing them. Wendy doesn't mind sharing Dirk, but she refuses to let him leave her behind when the Confederacy picks him up. This is how she plays matchmaker and finds hubby his other woman...or should I say their other woman?