Too Drunk and Too vulnerable with my son
They say you hit your lowest point before anything gets better. If that’s true, then tonight should be the turning point. Or maybe just another night where I spiral into a cheap black dress and…
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Going camping I am Daddy’s Dirty Little Secret
I could feel the chill of the woods before we even got the fire going, but I didn’t complain. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. I was wearing my favourite zip-up hoodie—well, unzipped,…
Mom accidentall sends image of her tits to son texting story
The hazy smoke hung thick in my room, illuminated by the glow of my laptop screen. Bob Marley played softly, a familiar comfort as I took another long drag from the joint. I was finally…
Sons accidental viagra story with mum
I walked in from a long day at college and I had such a migraine it felt like my head was splitting. “Hey honey, have a good day at college,” Mum shouted from the kitchen…
Sons friend as sex with friends mom at sleepover
It had been one of those long, dragging days—work had been a headache, traffic even worse, and I was already fantasizing about peeling off my blazer the second I got through the door. I was…
Whispers After Midnight: My Brother-in-Law’s Hands
It started with a glance. Not the kind that slips past unnoticed—but one that lingers, heavy and unspoken. I was in the kitchen, barefoot in a silky robe that barely stayed shut. The neckline dipped…
Stepmom makes her stepdaughter make her son feel better
The day when I had to satisfy my stepbrother when I hurt him. Stepmom made me fix her 18-year-olds son’s cock. I am Alexa I am 22 years old and it all started when dad…
The wrong bed mom thinks I am dad on holiday
The brochures had painted a picture of paradise – sun-drenched beaches, crystal-clear turquoise water, and the perfect family getaway. What they failed to mention was that paradise came with a side of forced smiles and…
Only One Room At The Motel
It was nearly midnight when we pulled off the wet, winding highway. The storm had turned savage—lightning tearing across the sky, thunder chasing behind it like it wanted to swallow us whole. My son’s knuckles…
Late Night with the Brat
She was supposed to be the little sister they “babysat” for the night. But rules never meant much when whiskey flowed and clothing clung too tight. The house felt different with Mom and Dad gone.…