Enema on the Farm

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We lived on a farm way out in the country where there were not too many visitors and, because our house was set well back from the seldom-traveled road, we had had a lot of privacy. I can remember, when we were preschool and even in the pre-teens, on hot summer days, instead of bathing in the hot bathroom, my two sisters and I would wash up outside, soaping ourselves and then using the garden hose to rinse. We didn't feel too self-conscious about our bodies because we had seen each other nude so often, it really didn't seem unusual....

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Aunt Mildred’s Secret

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* * * * * “Alvin! Aunt Mildred fell and hurt her back. She’s in the hospital.” Those words started a sexual adventure that is still going on today. About two years ago, my mother’s sister took a bad fall. Aunt Mildred had always been an extension of our mom. Sharon and I were kids to a single mom. Our dad took off soon after Sharon was born. I was three at the time so I don’t remember him. Like I said, Aunt Mildred helped mom in raising us. In fact, she was there more than mom was most of...

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Auntie Clem and the Clystere

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Mom and I were having breakfast on the patio on a warm July morning. "Oh, by the way," she said as she buttered her toast. "Auntie Clem is arriving on Thursday." I nearly choked on my orange juice. "She...she is?" "Yes. That's two days from now. I thought I'd tell you well in advance, so you'd be sure to be free for her. She'll only be here through the week-end, and of course she'll want to see you." She smiled, and I blushed and looked down at my food"Oh," I said. Auntie Clementine, my mother's older sister, was my favorite...

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Auntie’s Help

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 Some years ago I went to live with my "maiden" Aunt in the great city of Chicago. I had just graduated from small town high school and was starting college in the big city.  I soon found out that my unmarried Aunt was a big Bears fan, she would drag me to Soldiers Field even when it freezing out, keeping my moaning quiet by stuffing tons of junk food down my gob.  One night when we got back from the game my stomach felt tied into hard knots from all the crap I had eaten. I tried going to sleep...

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An Obedient Nephew

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Jason was startled from a sound sleep by his aunt's commanding voice, telling him to get up and down to breakfast. Sue Miller just burst into his room without knocking as she had done every morning for as long as he could remember. Indeed, she made a practice of abruptly entering his room whenever she had something to ask or tell him. In truth, she did it not to communicate with her handsome and athletic nephew, but to keep a watchful eye on him. A boy, especially one in his teens, might well be preoccupied with impure thoughts and impure...

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All About Jack

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I was home one day when the doorbell rang. JACK was in a hurry to collect for the newspaper. Jack was a great newspaper boy. Always delivered on time, in mint condition, and right on the door mat. Easy to get my paper in the morning. Since its so near the door, I could 've opened the door naked and retrieved the paper, nobody would see me. Jack was a teenage boy, seemed to old to be a paperboy, still only 14 the neighborhood girls say. I peeked out the peephole at him and he was wearing a muscle shirt...

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A Lousy Time

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I feel the need to say from the start I always thought my mom was the best. It might not be cool for me as a 13 year old to say his mom is great but really she has totally been there for me even when dad died. That doesn’t mean she is perfect. I mean she has always been a psycho when it comes to being clean and bugs totally freak her out. She always kept our house so clean you could eat off the floor. Before she would even move into this trailer last year she had the...

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A New Peter

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A New Peter 1 Mrs. Veckly could hardly sleep that night. After her discussion with Mrs. Bradford, her accountant, the day before, she finally felt she was going to get some control over her twelve-year-old son, Peter. Peter was going to find his new place in the family as well. In their casual conversation, Mrs. Veckly had mentioned that she was having some trouble getting Peter to behave. Mrs. Bradford seemed unusually interested in this and offered some advice. According to Mrs. Bradford, Peter needed to be raised the same way she had raised her son. That meant that Peter...

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A Good Little Boy for Mrs. Marwood

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  It was a regular Tuesday morning and Timmy Lovell awoke to the sound of Harriet readying things in the bathroom while humming to herself.  He felt a shiver travelling down through his spine at the thought of the morning proceedings he would have to endure, and yet his penis was rapidly engorging, pressing firmly against the soft fabric of the cloth nappy she made him wear at night. Although Timmy was almost thirteen now, his foster mother still kept him on a strict hygienic regimen with very little consideration for the poor boy's modesty.  This had been the way...

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A 50’s Experience

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My birth parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was only one. My father's sister Irene and her husband Jimmie took me in (they didn't bother with the adoption thing) as their own. Just over a year later, Uncle Jimmie died at Omaha Beach. It made him some sort of local hero and aunt Irene never remarried. We lived in a small town outside a larger Midwest "city" where aunt Irene worked in an accounting firm. During the days when I was small, I spent my time at my grandparents house and when aunt Irene came home from...

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A Boy’s Erotic Education

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I have since recovered from my earlier submissiveness and, in fact, assumed the opposite role to some extent. But I have never forgotten my earlier years and the education I received from my aunt's friend, Nurse Adrian. It was because of Adrian that I learned the wonders of a woman's body and, moreover, the appreciation for the exquisite pleasure that flows forth from a woman's favor. By first education of submissiveness and obedience to the female who dominated my earliest sexual experience I learned valuable lessons that would stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. Adrian...

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