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Alissa: Part 1

Alissa is my daughter. Well, technically, she is my step-daughter. But, her mother and I have been together since Alissa was about three years old, so I consider her to be of my own blood. We had a great relationship which just added to the illusion of us truly being related. I was fair with all my children. My wife, Yasmin, is the total opposite when it comes to disciplining the kids. She has her favorite, which is always the baby of the family. We now have five children, including Alissa, and with each new baby came a new favorite.

Fucking my Optometrist

This story is from about seven years ago now. I was still in my 30s; just and had been single for a while - indeed celibate for about a year! I broke this particular fast in a most startling and unexpected fashion. It's true, that the most spontaneous sex is always the best, particularly when there's an element of the taboo. As there was here. I was due for my eye test at the big opticians in town. The card came through the door to say that I had not had my eyes checked for a couple of years and was now due. I didn't think my eye sight had deteriorated but I was ready for some new spectacles and made an appointment over the phone.

Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 3

Well in part 1 John and my wife were teasing me that I may be Bi as I liked MFM sex a lot. I just liked to make sure my partner was satisfied. Since I wasn't that well-endowed I would add a little extra to our love making. Yet here they were teasing me to suck John's cock. Well that evening ended and my wife and I talked. She told me it was turning her on and keeping her wet thinking of me with a dick in my mouth making it hard for her pussy.She understood that at the present time John was out of the picture. But she asked me to think about it. I told her I would. Well we had increased our toy collection since but hadn't had another human in bed with us again. John and I were still friends.

Cindy Bill and Bob

We had just moved, one of many moves. Left behind were our first swinger friends, Phil and Linda and I may have mentioned Cindy's fondness for Phil's cock. Left behind was our first party house and a host of friends with sexual tendencies that seemed to involve Cindy's cunt, or their cum flowing onto or down Cindy's tongue at some point.

Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 2

Dru was panting, his body aching, as Tiny pushed him down on the bed, the tall, dark-skinned human leaning over him and mouthing his cock through the thin cotton of his briefs, the hot, wet material rubbing against his sensitive flesh and making him squirm. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of Dru's underwear, Tiny slid them off and tossed them aside, licking his lips as he stared down at the young mage's hard cock, slender and pale compared to Tiny's dark monster. Dru gasped, arching his back as Tiny swallowed him to the base in one slurp, sucking hard as he bobbed his head, each stroke of his lips and tongue drawing a breathless whimper from Dru's lips.

Cindy and Phil go to a party

The path to Cindy's sexual excapades after we married from teasing touches and flashes of tits and or pussy to full nakedness and complete sexual abandon is more than adequately covered in many other stories and blogs. The final frontier was Cindy and I headed off to a party house where I watch her fuck and suck quite a few guys. That story too is covered in other stories and blogs, blow by blow, fuck by fuck, each ejaculation of cum into her cunt or into her mouth detailed, well most of them anyway, and if not most at least many. Her ass was not yet a destination for a stiff cock and a hot load of jizz. Not that I know of anyway. She didn't tell me everything.

Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 1

Dru hurried through the fog, the tall grass catching at his shoes and trying to trip him, but he could see the lights of the old manor through the mist--a dozen spots of golden light glowing in the darkness, and he could hear the deep, bass beat of the music, like the heartbeat of the house itself. Climbing the creaky front steps, he entered through the open front doors, shrugging out of his long, black overcoat as he glanced around the foyer. There was a pile of coats against the wall, so he checked his pockets to make sure there wasn't anything worth staling, and then tossed his down.

Leona in Brazil

Mike journeys to Brazil, and discovers a sultry Latina by the name of Leona. Mike had never been to Brazil before. In fact what inspired him to take the plunge and journey to the South American country was precisely because of the tales of the visually stunning women of Brazil. It also helped that Mike has taken a liking to Latino women, having seen many in his lifetime who look like the same women from those infamously raunchy South American game shows, sporting half naked and sensuously dressed contestants. Short skirts, revealing clothing and thongs were the usual attire.

The first time with Helen

This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don't know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was "Lady of Kent". The chat line was a free forum, I can't remember which one it was now and it doesn't really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that brought us together. We chatted over several months, slowly discovering little snippets about each other, developing an on-line friendship and enjoying each other's point of view.

Ain't that a Bitch

It was two o'clock in the morning. Jim took a gulp of coffee as he sat patiently in his car in the deserted park. He put his drink down in the cup holder, and looked at his watch thinking, "where the fuck is this kid?" Jim looked around nervously to make sure no one saw him. He'd be in a shit load of trouble if he got caught. Right then a beat up old Ford Taurus pulled into a space on the other side of the parking lot, and the driver shut off the engine. The old clunker's high beam's flashed twice, Jim knew that was the signal. He waited for the driver to get out so he could look him over.