Bob found out his best friend's mom secretly worked for an escort service that all the high school boys thought was a front for prostitution. Bob couldn't believe she would do that. Nobody in her normal world would have even imagined that. He had lusted after her for years. Now he could blackmail her into escorting him to the opera. Would she agree? If she did, how would it go? And how would his best friend react if he found out?
Connie is a young mother who is helplessly attracted to her thirteen-year-old daughter Becky. She represses her desires as best she can, but Becky has other ideas... and one very interesting afternoon of sunbathing will change everything between parent and child.
This story is about how my mother and I discovered the passion we each had for each other and became lovers when I was 14 in a torrid sexual relationship that endured for many, many years.
Erik and his mother Rita get personal during their annual Mother's Day bunch, eahc lamenting over their lack of a sex life. Sharing such intimate secrets leads the down a road to a Mother's Day neither will ever forget.
Son and his best friend end up going on mom and her friend's girls only vacation. Son finds out mom and her friend's vacation is a fantasy vacation for them. Son and his best friend end up joining the fun.
A son finds a way to work out his mother's frustrations. NOTE: This story is a lot slower than my other works, much more tender. Its (intended) progress is petting (Ch.1), oral sex (Ch.2), then finally actual sex (Ch.3). It has been written with an overwhelming amount of help from one of my readers, and is intended for her eyes first- but not, with her blessings, her eyes only ;)
**UPDATE: I have recorded this story in audio format. Links are at the end of the story.** / (Reviews)
Holidays With Chloe Hi. My name is Chloe, and I've read what Dad wrote about my Thanksgiving weekend at home with him and Mom. Cute daughter? Well, yes, some people consider me cute (she said, modestly). They think Sylvia, my roommate, is cute, too. She and I look a lot alike, except she's blonde and I'm brunette. Several of you asked Dad what happened at Christmas, and he told me I had to write it since it was my story. So, it's my turn now.
At fourteen Clare was older than most when she had her first encounter with porn. She was a good Catholic girl and knew that it was sinful, but the effect it had on her was so very hard to resist. Her mother, meanwhile, was having her own issues.