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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Anything To Help Him

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  I silently thanked whatever god looked out for teenage boys - thanking that higher power from taking my son in that accident that stole half a dozen other parents children. A school skiing trip - four days of fun away from parents, with friends and only two teachers as chaperons - it had turned into a nightmare. Dozens had been hurt, half of the teens that had went on the trip had been of the fourteen found dead at the scene. Their car having taken the brunt of the train crash. Over a month ago and it still stunned...

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A Panty Thief Gets Caught

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              Don Finney watched through the vent louvers in the supply closet door as Lindsay McDowell unhooked her bra and shrugged the straps off her powerful shoulders.  Her firm tits jiggled only slightly as she bent, grasped the waistband of her black bikini panties and pulled them down over her wide hips and muscular thighs.  She stepped out of them, then bent down to pick them up, her back to Don, giving him a wonderful view of her ass and her pussy lips, peeking out from between her legs. Like almost all of the girls on the university swim...

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A Room at Mrs. D’s

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When I moved to the city for a job, there was no way I could afford my own apartment. I finally found something I could afford but it was only a room at Mrs. D's house. The woman is crazy and yet I don't want to move out and do like her. I was only there less than a week the first time she walked into the bathroom while I was in the shower. I know I locked the door but she came in anyway supposedly to put clean towels in the linen closet. The shower has a clear glass...

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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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An Extraordinary Old Woman, A Willing Young Man

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I could barely walk by the time I made it to the doctor's office, or 'surgery' as they called it. An old woman sat behind a desk doing some paperwork. 'Can I help ye?' she said in the thick accent of the Scottish islands. 'Would it be possible to see the doctor right away?' I asked. 'What's yere problem then?' she asked, staring at me with huge blue eyes through large round glasses. 'I have a pain in my groin.' I said. 'Are you the doctor?' 'Aye, I am.' She said, getting up. She was thin, and as high as...

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Alexis My Mother-In-Law

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Alexis never really started to look good until she got her second divorce and my wife and I had her come over more often since she relocated closer to our apartment. She was forty-four years old and had the best butt in jeans I had ever saw. My wife has a great ass and I could see where she got it from. Alex, as my mother-in-law liked to be called, was four inches over five feet and had big, full, and still firm breasts. My sister-in-law took after her mom in that department while my wife got smaller boobs. When...

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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 Loving Mother

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I am not sure how to begin this story. But Jeremy, my 11 year old son, has been becoming increasingly bold in his curiosity. We have never made any big deal out of nudity in our family, and I always felt it was important to answer his questions fully and honestly, but not to give more information than he really wants or needs I vowed long ago that I would not infect my son with the sense of shame that so many of us have over sex. Jeremy just turned 11. We've always had a close relationship that got even...

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A Massage from Mother

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"Oh, that's too bad," I heard my mother say, "Maybe next week?" I could tell she was disappointed. My mother's weekly massage was an important time in her week, and I hated to see her disappointed. "I can give you a massage!" I said, as she set the phone down. "I know I'm small, but I can do it." My mother looked at me with a shy smile. She was so beautiful, with auburn hair and bright blue eyes, and breasts that filled out the tight blouse that was tucked into her mini skirt. Even at the age of ten...

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Amazing Grace

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Appearances can be deceptive. When I reread this story, I realised that the opening sentence could give completely the wrong impression. You know how it is with a story, you want to grab the reader’s attention straight away, so you say something a little off-track to try and make him or her carry on reading. However, I must make this clear - although this story contains sex, in fact it’s mainly about sex, there is no incest and no under age sex involved. Sorry if that’s a disappointment to some readers, but that’s the way it is. So let’s get...

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A Mother’s Discovery

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Arresting the Slide    It is a natural condition that a predator doesn't always choose the prey. More often than not, the prey chooses itself, or rather, gets itself into a situation whereby its ultimate demise is assured.  The individual predator that effects the eventual `kill' is merely that which fate has determined is the closest at the time.  However, it would be fair to say that the theory loses its simplicity when humans are involved, because while the prey still chooses itself, more often than not, the predator has the wit and will to ensure that he is the...

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Anal Anita

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I've always liked a little backdoor action. Only, a lot of women don't like it like that. Unfortunately, my wife turned out to be one of those that didn't. Don't get me wrong, in every other way Cindy is a great piece of ass; but when it comes to "ass," well we tried it (at my suggestion) a couple of times, and it just didn't turn her on. For a long time I just ignored my urgings for butt booty, and Cindy kept me quite content with other exotic sex. Yet I guess she knew I still had the desire,...

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Anal Temperature

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When I was 15 I felt sick. My aunt said she would take my temperature. She put the thermometer in my mouth and came back a few minutes later. She said it did not register and that she wanted to put it in my rectum. I said OK. I was already used to my aunt seeing me nude when she took me to the doctor. My cock immediately became erect. I removed the covers. My cock was making a tent in my pajamas. She said remove your bottoms. I said "I'm shy can you do it?" She proceeded to undo...

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A New Kind of Bridge Game

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"Whoa, Whoa, who's the new kid?" Betty said turning to the three other ladies seated at the picnic table. "Billy, he's here to fix whatever goes wrong in this place," said Wendy looking up from her sandwich. The four ladies ate lunch every day at the picnic table outside the daycare where they all worked. They were all great friends and enjoyed their daily girl-talk even through there wasn't a one of them under the age of forty. "Well, we've finally got someone to take care of all the little stuff huh? And my, my I couldn't have selected a...

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A New Learning Experience

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My relationship with my two aunties had always been filled with sexual overtones for as long as I can remember, with references made to how I would always be trying to sneak a look at my aunties' stocking tops and lacy panties whenever I could. However, things began to take a more serious turn when I heard my mother telling them how she had caught me wanking into a pair of her panties and my aunties from then on seemed to provide me with many more opportunities to get a good look at them whenever they came over or whenever...

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12th Birthday Medical Exam (part 3)

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In Chapter 1, we met Family Practice Doctor Marcy Harris. The 52 year old woman with two grown children of her own was a respected Doctor that gave thorough exams. On this particular morning, she reviewed all the patients she would see that day with her head nurse Janet, noting that she had a brand new patient named Michael Sanchez, age 11, as the last patient of the morning. "Why does his name sound familiar?" Dr. Harris asked Janet. "You had his dad as a new patient a couple of months ago," Janet replied. Then with a giggle Janet added,"...

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After School Helper

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PART ONE I had always been interested in the sciences during my schooling and at times I nurtured visions of myself as a great physicist, in the mould of Isaac Newton, Maxwell or Faraday. Of course I was interested in Biology but it seemed to be a branch of Science of more interest to the girls. I was somewhat surprised therefore, when one afternoon, just as I was pushing my bike to the school gates, Miss Griffith the Biology teacher stopped her mini and asked me if I would like to help her with some work she was doing. She...

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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 Holiday at Cousin Clare’s

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As a teenager I always used to spend about ten days each year with Cousin Clare and her parents.  Clare wasn't actually my cousin, but her mother and my mother were at school together, and it was a convenient way to refer to her.  Clare was an only child.  At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. Clare's parents had plenty of money. They lived in a large house in rural Berkshire and Clare went to a private school, girls only, a few miles away.  She had...

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