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I was sitting on the couch watching TV when Jenny, my 18-year old daughter, came into the room wearing her sweat shorts and tee shirt ready to go to bed after saying good night to her mom and dad. Jenny is a gorgeous little girl and being a former high school tennis player she had, what I call, a slightly over-developed body for her age. She has incredible t...

I went to visit my brother a few months back and spend sometime with his family. I arrived on a Thursday afternoon to spend the weekend. During dinner my sister in law gets a phone call from her dad asking her a favor to accompany him and his wife (both elderly folk) to Canada. They can't travel alone so she agreed. My brother being the caring person he is r...

We had gone out on a date that night: dinner and a movie, nothing to exciting. We had dropped the kids off at my parents, so I thought that we could take advantage of it and not rush home. I suggested going for a walk in the park, dancing, or something else if she had any ideas. Hell, I was open for anything other than going home.
Then she said no. She sai...

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We went to dinner and a movie and were on our way home when he asked me if I wanted to do...

Santa's next assignment is at the Victoria Secret's store at that *other* mall about an hour drive North. Ladies get the chance to model Christmas Lingerie and sit on Santa's lap for a photo op.
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It began innocently enough. Kaylee had insisted on spending her break from college at an exotic vacation spot. She'd also been desperate to pull her father out of the house and away from his hectic work schedule as a lawyer so he could finally relax for once.
After a few days on the trip, it was finally time to head home. They were both tanned and rested. B...

Chapter 2: Entry 2: "Preparations for a family fight."
Chapter 2 Beginning Author's Notes: This one has some parts that happened pretty close to the end of Season 3, but with some major differences; Faith (my character) still went bad, but in a totally different way than she did in the show... so some people from High School show up in this, Sunnydale High,...

"I think you would really enjoy a, "Lap Dance."
"I think I'd wrinkle your suit."
"No, you misunderstand. I want YOU to get a lap dance."
Looking at him, not quite sure of his intentions. "Would they let me?"
"I promise they will."
"I..., I don't know...?"
"Well..., if you agree, I'll give you $500 and you can do with it as you please."
"You'll give me...

Jenny had a fairly normal life till she was 22; she was the only child graduated school finished college by age of 21.
Married Arthur her boyfriend from college the same year, the next year she had twins, Jake and Mary. Since she did not start working she started going to school, thus finishing her graduate school in next one year. Next 15 years went like a...

As it got close to seven o'clock, the afternoon shift filtered off to the dressing room and a new crowd started arriving. Callie noticed a pattern, in that most of the girls coming in with their bags or wheeled suitcases were wearing a t-shirt or hoodie, jeans or sweatpants, and sneakers. It seemed ironic at first, but then she figured they'd be changing clo...

This true story is about how I became a cuckold. When I became engaged, despite my objections my friends decided to hold a bachelor party for me. Since they knew I would object, they had to trick me into coming. My best friend John called me and asked if I wanted to watch the Redskins football game on his big screen TV the following Sunday. Being a huge Skin...

It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn't fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.
I heard him c...

Jodie was a fit and healthy girl, intelligent and quite good looking. She would never be called a supermodel, but she was the sort of girl next door that the boys all wanted to date.
She was not a virgin, after a couple of previous incidents had introduced her to sex in an interesting fashion. She had still only ever had the one partner, but was not averse...

After leaving my wife in bed with her new lover I spent a busy, distracted morning in the office before making a beeline back to the hotel. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as I rode up in the elevator, worried that Julie might be having major regrets about me setting her up with Floyd, and about leaving her alone with him in his room that morning. What...

The following Friday, after dinner, we all sat down in front of the television to watch some shows as usual. I was again secretly hoping for a repeat episode of last two weekends but was hopping that it would go further now. After reading so many Literotica stories I was ready for more, a lot more. I love my father and I love my mother. They were good 'ol Am...

Foreword: This is one of my first erotic stories. Alas, as much as I wish it had, this never happened. This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental.
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My name is Snapp and I am your not so typical husband, I would like my wife to take on a black lover, I am just not sure how to go about it, I have dreamed about it for years until it just happened recently, so here is her story. Lynn my wife is 48; she is 5'4" with 38D breasts. She has long brown hair and beautiful bedroom eyes.
She's your typical lady on...

I don't know if I will ever forget that night. I know that on the one hand I hope to God I never do, while on the other I know it might be best if I did. It was the most sexually exciting event of my life and one I would dearly love to happen again. But at the same time it showed me how easy it was to cross a line and I'm not sure that I want to go through t...

Michelle checked on the little ones in the strollers before wondering to the back of the bus, patting heads, speaking to each of her children. They were all busy with books or games being very well behaved. Now that the bus had stopped the infant began waking. One of the older girls picked up the baby, kissed it then proceeded to lay it on the seat and chang...

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Incest Sex Story: I just love to sit on my uncles lap and talk about the first thing that comes up
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft
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I sat on Uncle Jim's lap, always good fun sitting with him, within minutes I could feel his cock harden and his face would become flushed.
"Stop fidgeting," my mum called out to me. But slowly, so she wouldn't see, I would move my backside over his cock. I knew it was a dangerous game, that's what made it so much fun. Behind my blue eyes lurked a lustful teenager, who would love to have as many hard cocks in her as she could possible get. Not that the guys around here noticed, mostly because my mother wouldn't allow me to dress in anything remotely sexy, no short skirts to show off my long slim legs, no tight tops to empathises my pert tits.
Going outside for a smoke," Uncle Jim declared, mum doesn't allow smoking in the house.
"I'll join you," I said, "love the smell of your cigars."
Once he had lit up and made himself comfortable I sat back on his lap. Now we were out of sight from the rest of the family, Uncle Jim could get a little more daring.
"You're a big girl now Tess," he leered, his arm holding me around the waist.
"Not as big as you Uncle," I giggled and wiggle my bum on his hard cock.
"Stop that you little tease," he laughed.
"I'm not a tease Uncle," I said, holding eye contact.
"You're not ah," he smiled at me, his hand moved up from my waist and cupped my right breast.
"There, I told you I didn't tease Uncle," I said pushing my top out a little more.
"Yeah that's right Tess," he laughed and continued to squeeze me gently.
"So how old are you anyway?" he asked, his hand working back and forward from left to right.
"Yeah, that's what I like to hear," he chuckled, "now open up for me."
I parted my legs slightly and his hand disappeared under my long skirt. It wasn't long before he had found the right place and my hips were twitching.
"Oh Uncle," I sighed, "please don't stop."
"Come for me Tess," he whispered in my ear and I did.
"Oh my, thank you Uncle," I sighed, "that was smashing."
"Glad to help Tess," he laughed, "now we better go in."
"Yeah, I suppose," I said for I was reluctant to leave his lap, "is there anything I can do for you Uncle?"
"I should say so, but not here and not now, ok," he said softly. "Call me tomorrow at work and we'll met someplace."
"I know, do you know my beach cottage?" he asked.
"Sure," I said, I had been there a few times over the years
"Meet me there at twelve tomorrow, ok," he said.
"Great, see you then," I agreed, and went back inside to my boring family.
I had to dig my bike out of the garage and pump up the tyres, I didn't get to the beach until I was fifteen minutes late.
"Beginning to think you weren't coming," he said hugging me tight. "Did you tell anyone you were coming here?"
"No, I'm not that stupid," I laughed.
To be honest I was a little nervous being alone with him, oh I knew what was in store for me and looked forward to it, but this was my first time.
I plonked myself down, my arm going around his neck.
"So my little treasure, what are you going to do for me?" he chuckled, his free hand already cupping my bust.
"Anything you like Uncle," I said, still a little nervous.
"Oh my, anything I like," he chuckled, "you mustn't say that to an old man like me, give me an heart attack. Ok first things first, let get this off shall we."
He helped pull my thin woollen top over my head to expose my less than sexy bra.
"Sexy girl like you need something better under things than this," he said.
"I know, but mum wouldn't allow it," I admitted.
"Never mind, I'll buy you some, now let get this off," he said tugging at my bra.
"Oh my, will you look at those two beauties," he whistled, his hands now squeezed and fondled my naked skin. "Lets get the rest off shall we."
Within seconds my skirt and knickers joint the rest of my clothes on the floor.
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"Abby, are you awake?" my daddy softly whispered.
He sighed and, after a moment's hesitation, asked, "Can you please get me a glass of water?"
"Sure, Daddy," I said as I sat up, lifting my head from his lap where I had been laying, watching television. I had never changed from calling my father 'daddy'; most of my friends called their fathers 'dad'. I simply felt very close to him and never saw the need to change, despite my age.
"Do you want some ice?" I asked as I sat up beside him. Mom always went to bed early because she got up at four every morning to get ready for work. This left us downstairs watching television every weeknight. I always got up earlier in the morning than Daddy, so I could get ready for school which meant I was usually more tired than he was at night, leading me to end up laying my head on his shoulder, chest, and finally lap throughout the evening.
"Yes, please," he said as he caressed his strong hand up and down my back.
I was keenly aware of my bra digging into my back a little too much, which made me enjoy his caressing hand immensely. I had been meaning to buy new bras with a slightly bigger size; this one was older and too small in both size and cup size. I needed another inch or two of size and I figured my Bs had become Cs. Straightening my tee-shirt, I stood up and walked to the kitchen. My shorts had also shifted as I had rested, so I moved them around a bit and, once out of sight in the kitchen, dug my panties out of my butt-crack.
As I got a glass and filled it with ice water, it hit me how tired I was. Being an eighteen-year-old high schooler heading toward graduation, I was very busy during the day. This made winding down with my Daddy at the end of the day very important to me.
Thing is, usually, after I would fall asleep on my Daddy's lap, he would wake me up and send me to bed or, occasionally, ask me for a drink. However, he never whispered, as if he did not actually want to wake me. That was strange.
It had been the third night in a row he had done that, ever since we had returned from our spring break family vacation. We had visited a little seaside town, done some sightseeing, and laid out on the beach. The way my daddy had complemented me on my bikini had made me feel so beautiful. Unlike my bras, my bikini fit me perfectly; it was new. I didn't have a boyfriend any longer, so his attention had really bolstered my spirits.
"Here you go. I'm going to bed," I told him as I handed him the drink.
"Okay, Sweetheart," he told me with a smile.
As I leaned down to kiss him on the lips, as we usually did, I mused at how handsome he was. Black hair, blue eyes, and only slightly overweight, he was better looking than any of my friend's fathers. Even sitting there in just his t-shirt and shorts, or maybe because of the shorts showing off his tanned and toned legs, he looked like the sort of boyfriend I'd have liked to have.
"Good night," I concluded as I headed off.
When I reached the doorway and glanced back, I saw my daddy's head turn toward the television. Had he been watching me walk away?
"Abby, are you awake?" my daddy softly whispered.
I closed my eyes and didn't say anything. Sunday night, Monday night, and Tuesday night he had whispered that same question to me and I had told him I was awake. We had been playfully picking at each other earlier and so I wanted to see what he would do if, this time, I pretended to be asleep.
"Abby?" he whispered again, as he, this time, ran his hand down my side to my hip and back up to my shoulder. It was not unusual for him to do that; I enjoyed his touch.
I still didn't answer, right arm tucked into the couch and my left arm extended forward, along his thigh and then, bent at the elbow, back to my face. I didn't move, just breathed normally. I was curious as to why he was whispering so softly that I could barely hear him. Still, I planned to say 'boo' really loudly and scare him at any moment, but I wanted to draw him in a bit more to get him really good.
Instead of calling to me again, he traced the outline of my bra along my side with his fingers. Then, tentatively, his fingers moved forward, along the side of my bra and then along the cup until he had moved forward enough to, ever so gently, cup my left breast in his hand through my t-shirt and bra.
His hand shot back to my shoulder and pushed and pulled, rocking me to wake me up as he said, "Abby, wake up."
My eyes were wide with surprise, though he couldn't see me. My daddy had just felt me up and now he was covering, pretending to wake me. I knew that he knew that he had done something wrong; he wouldn't cover for it if he hadn't. I quickly decided that I didn't want to embarrass him, and I needed more time to process what had happened, so I pretended to just be waking up and asked, "What's wrong?"
He hesitated for a moment and then announced, "Time for bed."
As I kissed his lips goodnight, got up, and walked out of the room I began to wonder why Daddy had done that. Was it a mistake? Was he just curious? What would have happened if I hadn't gasped like that? Was it the first time he had done that, or was it the first time I had not been asleep? Had he been fondling me in my sleep previously? If so, for how long?
Those thoughts shocked me and made me curious, but, I realized, I didn't feel offended; I knew I should have been. After all, my daddy had touched me inappropriately and I didn't think it was an accident. Was it a lapse in judgement? Was he just curious about how my tits felt? Had he planned to do other things to me? What else would he have done to me if I hadn't gasped? Why wasn't I offended?
As I brushed my teeth in the bathroom, I realized that there was a chance this had been the first time he had done that to me. Did it matter? Why the hell was I not upset?
As I got into bed, I realized that I didn't feel violated. If he had done something to me previously, I was not aware of it. If this was the first time, I felt... well... actually proud. I mean, if my daddy found me desirable, that was a real ego boost. I had felt so beautiful when he had complemented me on how I looked in my bikini. Had I turned him on? The thought of my handsome daddy getting an erection for me, made my pussy start to get creamy.
Besides, I rationalized as I drifted toward sleep, this was my daddy, not some stranger on the bus. I loved him to bits. If he wanted to cop a feel, I was fine with that.
"Abby, are you awake?" my daddy softly whispered.
I closed my eyes and didn't say anything. It was Thursday night, the last night of the week we'd be alone like that, and I wanted to know what he was after. I was insanely curious and, so, again, I pretended to be asleep.
"Abby?" he whispered again, as he ran his hand down my side to my hip and back up to my shoulder.
I still didn't answer, making sure that my right arm was tucked into the couch and
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