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I was kicking around the house one Saturday afternoon, the wife was off visiting her mother in Indianapolis and she had taken our son with her. Leaving our 16 year old daughter for me to look after. It wasn’t so bad, she had lots of friends and was off somewhere doing whatever 16 year old girls do on a hot summer Saturday afternoon. I had washed the car and chugged back a couple of beers and was feeling pretty horny. I decided that I would retire to my bedroom, pop in an x-rated video and enjoy a slow jack-off session. I stripped my cloths and was laying back watching this Amateur fuck flick and just sort of slowly jacking off. After a few minutes I heard a giggle coming from behind me. I turned towards …

My Daughter Mandy Read More »

A woman needs a steady diet of love, tender kisses, stroking, and love making followed by holding and sweet words. This one sometimes needs to have her ankles pinned to a mattress beside her ears and have her pussy pounded to mush by a big cock with huge ass-slapping balls. Walter, my husband of eighteen years, gives me plenty of the former but none of the latter. For the latter, I take it where I can get it. I get it a lot. I’ve been very lucky. I have indulged myself at least once a week for the past thirteen years, and I have never been caught. My husband suspects nothing, though my stretched pussy does little for his less-than-average prick. My children have never seen me walking around in bra and panties, much less …

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I am sure that Frank has told everything about our little family and about our private swingers’ club (). I can trust Frank that he did it accurately, without changes and additions. Whatever else he might have written about his family and early memories, I cannot add. I only know what he told me and have no individual knowledge. When I received the two phone calls, one from Mother and the second from Stephanie, I got a bit of a shock. Stephanie’s call did not disturb me, she is a nice girl. I like her and I know that Frank loves her. If the relations between them are similar to my relations with Jim, I cannot know. I haven’t seen any signs of it yet. I am aware of her domestic problems. I do not …

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“Hi dear, I am at home” – I know it sounds corny but it is our private joke. We heard it so many times on TV or films that we decided that it should be good enough for us too. It was a late afternoon on a typical November day, which means drizzle, fog and general gloomy atmosphere. At least it is so in our part of the Midwest. “I am taking a bath, I will be out soon. Have a drink in the meantime,” came the muffled answer from Gladys and then she continued: “Mom phoned. She wants to spend the holiday with us. She intends to bring Jim too.” Before this sentence sank in she continued, “Stephanie has phoned too. She is having domestic difficulties again. She would like to spend the holiday …

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An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel pt 3 A mother and son come together – unexpectantly. (MF, inc, cyber) Several hours later, I awoke in the middle of the night. I looked over at Mark, sleeping soundly next to me, and crawled out of bed, walking quietly to the bathroom. I turned on the light and quickly brought a hand up to shade my eyes. I looked around on the floor at our clothes and towels lying in a crumpled heap all over. I gingerly stepped over them and to the toilet and sat down. Then I felt something sliding out from between my legs. I parted my knees and looked down. A white glob dropped down into the water. I spread my legs further, craning my neck to get a better view between them. …

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An Accident, The Internet, A Hotel pt 2 A mother and son come together – unexpectantly. (MF, inc, cyber) One day, after getting off with Mark, I was putting my bra back on, when he asked if I was coming for a visit soon. I tried to make it a habit of going at least once a month, and it was about that time again. “Sure!” I chirped happily. Then I had to think about it. It was one thing to play this game online with someone, but something else entirely to actually meet face-to-face. Not that I ever had or would, but my weekend visits were fairly routine. I enjoyed them, often looking forward to them, and I kept telling myself that I didn’t want this game to adversely affect our relationship. If I …

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