Consensual Sex

My Perverted Family: 4. Mom’s Story

My named is Todd. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. As I have mentioned in my other stories, I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals. My family is riddled with tales of incest and debauchery. My parents, my Aunts & Uncles, my nieces & nephews, my Cousins and most of my In-Laws have engaged in Incest and every other form of sexual deviancy. You name it, and someone in my family probably did it. Most so-called ordinary family’s interactions are governed by what is known as the “Westermarck Effect.” That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but several studies seem to contradict the standard view of the Westermarck effect. People …

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Trapped part 2

I’m not sure how long I slept or even if I did. But I found myself pinned under daddy; by his breathing I could tell he was asleep. His weight felt good, reassuring. I know that might sound odd to you, but then again you might be a man, but a woman will understand what I mean but that. Lovingly I ran my hands up and down daddy’s back. At some point daddy had removed his clothes. I was disappointed I want to watch him strip. Maybe even strip him. But to be honest I could not be that disappointed, feeling the heat of flesh against mine. The soft hair the covered his chest tickled my nipples and my tummy, and I found myself getting wet again. His back was perfectly muscled and no back …

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Roommate took my innocence

I glance at the clock. 11pm. He should be asleep now. I sneak out of my room and tiptoe to the kitchen. I open the fridge as quietly as possible and glance around. Applesauce, eggs, leftover mashed potatoes. Damn. This fridge is really empty. Guess I have to actually cook something. I stand and back up into a rigid body right behind me. I gasp as his arms encircle my waist and pull my body tightly against his. I feel his breath on my neck. My legs squeeze together as I sense wetness between them. No. This can’t be happening. I don’t like this. My body shouldn’t like this. Sometimes I lie to myself to protect myself. This is one of those times. Truthfully I really like him but it’s so wrong to be with …

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Passed Out in the Woods 4

Passed Out in the Woods Chapter Four Again I was waiting impatiently for Saturday. I was going to ask her why only one night a week the first thing. OK, maybe after we had sex. Was she only able to go out on that night? I wanked off each night thinking about the blowjobs she had given me. In the morning I wanked again thinking of eating her pussy and having her orgasm under my mouth. Finally it was Saturday night and I headed up the hill. I got the blanket and filled my pocket with condoms. I had an excuse for having both now and wanted to make sure we had protection in case she forgot. Then I went down to where we had met before and waited. I was early so it seemed …

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Chemistry_(3)

“Marie Curie said that scientists believe in things, not people,” croaked Mrs. Carter (my chemistry teacher) from the front of the classroom. It was a wonder that Mrs. Carter was still teaching. She was the oldest teacher I had ever had the misfortune to know. She was a small, frail woman, with skin that sagged and wrinkled like old leather. However, she made up for any shortcomings in stature with a bitter personality and vindictive punishments. She was well into her seventies and had been teaching at my high school since it had opened in 1974. One of my coaches, who had attended our high school when he was a teenager, said that Mrs. Carter had taught him Chemistry. “Science is the key to the future and it is vital that you young people grasp …

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Grace in disgrace 1

I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. “Hello. How come you’re still up? You’re usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night.” “I’ve got something that I have to show you.” “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? I’m very tired.” “I really want to show you this.” “Why? What is it?” “It’s a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room 14 at the Seaview Motel. You are the star.” “It can’t be. How did you obtain that?” “Never mind how I got it. Watch a bit and tell me that it’s really you.” I started the video. The camera was looking down from the ceiling at Grace, …

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POKER–PART 2

Chapter 4 They say Irishmen have hard heads and that must have applied to me. I was almost completely healed a week later. That was when Pru asked me to go home with her over the long Patriots Day weekend. Coming from New York I’d never even heard of Patriots Day, but a day off from school would be a relief. Her mom picked us up around one Friday afternoon for the hour-long trip to her home. She was polite, but distant. She showed me to my room once we had entered the house. “Nice try, Mom—Pat will stay with me, remember. I told you we’ve been intimate so there’s no reason for us to be in separate rooms. If you insist we’ll just go back to school. There’s a nice motel there we’ve come …

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What’s on?

The day sucked – it always sucked. It’s not like this was some kind of revelation. By the time I pulled my crap backpack into my POS 2001 Toyota Corolla I was done. I put my head back against the seat and sat there. It had gone as expected – everyone had asked the same fucking questions as if it somehow it meant they cared. They didn’t know what it was like. They didn’t know jack fucking shit. I should have been in college – but death tried its best to claim me. Beat his ass back with six months of shit. Eighteen and back in Highschool. Fuck me. Tap. Tap. Tap. Mr. Morison. Fucking hell, the History teacher. He was at my window, his suit clinging to his sweat covered body. It sure was …

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A Dream Come True

I opened my eyes, it was dark, too early to be awake but the dream had been so real I damn near came all over the bed. I turned my head to look at my wife Anita but she was soundly out, it wasn’t her that caused the hot dream. The woman in my early morning dream didn’t have a face but her body was familiar. We were on a blanket at a park, a picnic lunch spread out when I propositioned her. My dream skipped from asking to doing and just before I came in her, he called; her husband. That’s when I woke up, my erection in the grip of my right hand, the end of it clenched off to keep me from cuming all over my wife’s back. I looked up to …

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Nurse Mom – Chapter 1 – Mom moves in

My name is Daniel. I am in my twenties, and I have been living on my own since the week I graduated high school. I have lived in a couple crappy apartments, but as soon as I could get the money, I bought a fixer upper house, and lived in it for a few months. I sold that and I have been doing it over and over for a few years now. I am now in a nice house that I plan to stay in for a while. I still live alone, but I keep a couple of guest bedrooms set up so my friends have a place to crash. It has also come in handy when I want to bring a woman home, but her friends insist on staying together with her. I have …

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GIRL WHO CAME BACK

It starts the same way. Standing in my living room with the phone ringing. Around me, walls rip away, frames are sucked into the sky, the ground cracks, everything is chaos, and yet, there was no sound apart from that damn ringing. I try to stop myself, but as always, like every other time, I walk over, the dream refusing to end, refusing to let go. I pick up the phone, and hear the words, “Is this David Leonard? Sir, there’s been an accident…” And as always, I jerk awake, my face drenched in sweat. As always, I just sit by the edge of the bed and while waiting for the tears to stop, think about my past, what I had lost. ******************************************************************************************************************** I was 16 when I met my wife. It should have been …

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BUYING MY STEP-SISTER, PT.8

As any gentleman would, I held the car door for Clara Dandra. Clara stood an easy 5ft. 9/175cm if not a bit more. She was partly Italian or less possibly Hispanic, with that olive skin, & also more voluptuous, being about 125 pounds/57kg I guess. Clara had much larger breasts, and a more rounded face framed by short black hair. Clara’s ass was even larger than Ashlynn’s. This late afternoon, Clara was dressed in a very short denim skirt, with a tight sleeveless top. She was wearing a bra (likely a skimpy set in satin, because I told her I wanted her that way), and it’s lines were distinctly shown by the tight top Once in, I shut the door, and handed Clara that traditional envelope, and asked “Why are you here, Clara?” “I thought-“ …

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A Geek in Mind

The area of the city that I worked in was a fairly typical corporate hub. The building itself was another glass fronted office block in a forest of glass fronted office blocks. Anonymity through conformity. Inside it, on the many floors, I.T. staff serviced contracts for banks and insurance companies, petrochemical conglomerates and trading houses. Everything from desktop calendar software and content management to work-flow automation systems. It was where I had been working for the past decade. My office however, was not on one of the hum-drum worker floors towering above the concrete and asphalt outside. The office that I had been allocated during my tenure was on one of the six sub-levels where the real work took place. The lucrative defense contract work that was brought to us by shady agencies or organizations. …

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The Chauffeur (#36) The FBI

CHAPTER 1 As we all woke the next morning, the agent in charge assured us that there were no issues throughout the night. He let me know that the FBI was reducing the number of agents by half starting today. While that made Jill a bit nervous, I felt fine with it. We began to open the security shutters and allow the morning daylight to enter the house. I asked John to go back to finding a company to replace all the windows in the house with bullet-resistant, hurricane proof windows. He told me that he had a company already in mind. I gave him the ‘go ahead’ to get the project back on track. Throughout the night, my mind kept thinking about how we reacted to protecting the family, all the family including the …

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Margo’s Neighbor Part 3

Something electric happens along highway 17 towards Santa Cruz. At a certain point the need for speed gives way to a slow coasting along the swerve of the roads. The trees tower over, and your eyes can’t help but take in the scenery. The trees sway along the hills, the forestry drowns in abundance, and the air is crisp and pungent. Another swerve and the entire scene hits you again. Soon enough from the hills and forestry and the air crisp and pungent, the natural world becomes all that you know. And that’s when the electricity emerges, a sort of prickling deep within, awakening yourself from eons ago, telling you that you’ve finally come home. But this electricity is fragile and fleeting. And soon enough there are blinking red lights and green signs in Clearview …

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The Sexcraft Chronicles – Book 1 – Caroline’s Quest – Chapter 2 – Alpha

It’s not rape like the last chapter but kind of different which may not be to everyone’s liking. Then again, this is in “Dark Fantasy” for a reason and things might very well get progressively darker as the story continues. Do read it though and please review even if you hate the story. I hope it won’t be too bad as I think this chapter is a little better then the last time. Anyhow, enough rambling or I’ll bore you to tears. So without further ado, here’s the next episode! THE SEXCRAFT CHRONICLES BOOK 1: Caroline’s Quest CHAPTER 2: “Alpha” Caroline awoke feeling refreshed and renewed. A cool morning breeze swept over her, caressing her lithe body like a lover’s soft hand. She breathed deeply savouring the feeling of the fresh silk sheets entangled with …

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My Parents Trying Out Their New Bi-Sexual Fantasy On Me!

My parents and I used to have an incestuous relationship when I was younger. It is a long story which I will tell one day. For today, I will tell the story of my visit to my parents home last night. Unfortunately, my parents live hours away from my wife and kids so we haven’t done anything together for almost a year with one another. I miss having sex with my Mom while my Dad used to watch. So last night, I was greeted by my Dad who let me into their home. I said hi and went to the living room where I was greeted by my amazingly hot mom. She was wearing a pvc top, thigh high stockings and killer pvc boots; the most striking and erotic thing was that she was just …

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I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY –3

CHAPTER 8 Donald went back to play baseball the following afternoon. The relieved Joey refused to pitch to him, passing the honor to another player. Donald found that he was able to hit successfully. I enabled him to keep his eye on the ball and to begin his swing in time to make good contact. Best of all, he was able to hit a variety of pitches—inside, outside, some of which curved almost a foot. We began our work on Saturday morning having picked up all the supplies we needed at Radio Shack during the week. Gina was conspicuously absent as I placed Donald into a trance. I would use him as I would a robot, moving his arms and fingers much faster and more effectively than he could ever hope to on his own. …

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Governess Whore.

I came home around seven of the clock that fateful evening following a brisk canter around my estate. The sun was setting over the far horizon like a glowing orb on that warm spring evening. I handed the reins of my steed to my ostler and made my way indoors seeking my dinner. Cook was waddling around as was her her wont, her pendulous bosoms swaying and copious buttocks wobbling. My thoughts turned to a lonely evening. She sensed my mood. “Look I ent sucking your nob,” she insisted, “No offence but I be a cook not a blinkin’ ‘ore.” I hadn’t even thought of asking her. “Nor fucking me before you ask.” she ranted on, “I ent that old. I might still get caught.” “I’ll just have my dinner then if you please,” I …

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Puritan Whores Ch4

Constance was a happy maid. She smiled a lot these days. Away from the stifling village, I watched as she flourished. It has been nearly a month since we started our own porn site, ‘Puritan Whores.’ Traffic was good, but not as much as we needed to keep the village. Constance seems to enjoy her role as a maid. Abby helped her pick out a few different sets of slutty maid costumes online. Now that’s what she mostly wore around the house. Happy to do her chores. She was also getting good with typing on the keyboard. She was on our site’s chat room frequently throughout the day. Often uploading pics of herself or turning on the web cam so her fans could see her. Typing away as she talks in the chat room. Occasionally …

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