Giving mom the thoroughly fucking she needs
Okay, picture this: I’m back home from college, right? Ready for Mom’s cooking, my bed, the whole nine yards. As I’m about to stroll into the living room, I hear Mom on the phone. And…
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Okay, picture this: I’m back home from college, right? Ready for Mom’s cooking, my bed, the whole nine yards. As I’m about to stroll into the living room, I hear Mom on the phone. And…
I was cleaning the house I usually do, and I went upstairs to check the laundry. I walk past my son Adam’s room and hear him playing video games and talking to his friend Jason.…
My marriage had ended in a messy divorce a year ago and I still lived alone in the house we used to share with our son Craig. He had moved out as soon as he…
The silk of my robe slid off one shoulder as I reached for my phone, sending a shiver through me as the cool air kissed my skin—though let’s be honest, the heat simmering underneath was…
The atmosphere at the family gathering was buzzing with laughter and cheer. Mom, always the life of the party, had a little too much to drink and was stumbling around with a silly grin on…
It was the night of his 18th birthday. The party had ended hours ago, and his friends and his girlfriend had all gone home, leaving just him and his mom alone in the house. He…
Okay, so, my job’s kinda strange, right? I’m a masseuse. A male masseuse. And yeah, you can probably guess, it ain’t always just about back pain if you catch my drift. Just finished up with Brenda –…
I had always lusted after my mom, even though I knew it was wrong. She was a 49-year-old MILF with long brunette hair, an ample bosom, and curves that could make any man’s head turn.…
I trudged into the house, my boots scuffing the hardwood as I tried to slip past the living room unnoticed. No chance, though—Lila, my mom, had ears like a damn hawk. “Ethan!” her voice sliced…
“Seriously, Mom, is that everything?” I asked, trying not to sound too annoyed. We’d just wrestled all our stuff out of the car. Felt like a marathon. The sun was already sinking, painting these long, creepy…
The cheap hotel bathroom wasn’t exactly a spa, you know? But after a long day of driving, the chipped tiles and slightly mildewed grout were practically heaven. Steam billowed around me as I cranked the…
At 47, freshly divorced and with a kid to wrangle, my life had become a monotonous cycle of starched whites and hushed corridors. Night shifts as a nurse meant my days off were spent catching…
The weight on my chest felt heavier than usual this morning. It wasn’t just the metaphorical weight of bills, the endless laundry pile, and the knowledge that my fridge contained more condiments than actual food.…
The anticipation was a live wire humming beneath my skin, buzzing in my veins like a shot of pure adrenaline. Just Mom and me, a whole week alone in a secluded cabin nestled deep in…
I knew he would be my undoing from the moment he was born. Not in the way one might think—not through heartbreak or betrayal—but in the way his very existence would unravel me, thread by…
Me: (Oh god, I can’t believe I’m doing this. Jim’s been working late all week, and I just want to tease him a little.) snaps a quick pic in the bedroom mirror, topless, my full…
I walked into the living room after a long shift at the hospital, my scrubs still clinging to my tired frame. The fluorescent lights of the hospital felt like a world away, but the exhaustion…
The rejection still stung, a raw, throbbing ache right in my ego. “Alan, you’re…insatiable. It’s too much. I can’t keep up.” Chloe’s words echoed in my head, laced with a mix of exasperation and—was it…
The air, still holding the heat of the day even as twilight bled through the trees, clung to my skin like a lover’s touch. Foolish, really, to think of lovers out here, amidst the whispering…
I had always suspected that my father and I had a deeper connection than just that of a father and daughter. We shared jokes that no one else understood, had similar tastes in music, and…
I woke up and still tired, but I had to get my lazy ass up. I grabbed my robe and put it on as I went to the bathroom for my morning shower. The house…
Fictional story all characters are over the age of 18 and incest fictional story After a demanding and tiring week at work, Simon decided to unwind at the local pub with a few of his…
The silence of the house pressed in on me, thick and heavy like the summer air outside. I am Lily a 24 year old and pent up pretty bad during lockdown. Covid had turned our…
The wipers were already working overtime, slapping rhythmically against the windshield, but it felt like they were losing the battle against the thickening snow. White flakes swirled and danced, blurring the evergreen forest that crowded…
The morning sun filtered through the gauzy curtains of my kitchen, casting a golden glow over the countertops. I wiped my hands on the apron tied around my waist, the scent of freshly baked banana…
The afternoon light slanted through the kitchen window, painting stripes across the worn linoleum. Sarah stood by the counter, wrestling with the stubborn clasp of her dress strap. It was a simple sundress, floral cotton,…
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Mia was feeling restless. The 19-year old beauty lounged around the house in a skimpy white tank top and tiny denim shorts that hugged the mouthwatering curves of…
The house was quiet, as it always was these days. The kind of quiet that settles into your bones and makes you feel like the walls are closing in. I sat on the couch, curled…