(Mf13, cons, 1st, stroke) (29k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 19, 2017)
In an isolated cabin in Northern Canada, while a snow storm rages, an illicit affair with a blossoming thirteen-year-old girl is consummated.
My Mother's Panties
(Fm14-17, mother/son, cons, panty fetish, coming of age, stroke) (29k)
(date posted: Friday, December 30, 2016)
Memories of my mother's panties, how they excited me, the pleasure they brought, and the surprising way Mom responded to my fetish.
Illegal, Illicit, and Intoxifying
(MF, Mf13, Ff13, inc, first, Grandfather/Granddaughter, Father/Daughter, Mother/Daughter, cons, petti) (176k)
(date posted: Friday, December 23, 2016)
A novel about a grandfather who's asked to take his granddaughter in for the summer - to get her away from bad influences that are making her unmanageable. He discovers rebellious Rachael isn't so rebellious after all. She's adventurous in unexpected and wonderful ways.
(Mg7, nc, drugs, rape, stroke) (09k)
(date posted: Friday, November 25, 2016)
After years of desiring illicit sex, a man fills his wishes on his fortieth birthday.
Two Loves, One Lover
(MF, Mf16, Mf14, MF, cons, 1st, romance, oral, petting) (105k)
(date posted: Thursday, September 08, 2016)
Love is impossible to measure. Science cannot explain it. It's ethereal. It's complex and confusing and sometimes painful. It's joyous and fulfilling and wonderful. Experience is the only way to appreciate its astonishing power. For one man, love transcended all in a most unusual way.
(m15/g10, F/g8g10, M/F, M/g10g8, inc, ped, bro/sis, uncle/niece, first, oral, anal, cons) (124k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 21, 2016)
Life is full of defining moments - those points that shape your future. For me, they shaped my life into something rare and special, exciting and illicit. Would I change those defining moments if I could? Absolutely not.
(Mg10-11, cons, ped, 1st, uncle/niece) (59k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 28, 2016)
Two damaged people, one a young niece, the other her uncle, together discover companionship, then friendship, and finally love.
I Don't Think So!
(Mf13f13, f/f, fath/daugh, inc, cons, ws, oral, mast, stroke) (101k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 07, 2016)
A story about a daughter's sexual adventures with her father. A story with no literary value whatsoever and absolutely no redeeming qualities. A story for the fun of it. Pure erotic entertainment just because I felt like it!
Hunter and the Dancer
(Mf15, first, oral, anal, cons, romance, action/adventure, very slow) (114k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 12, 2016)
When a low-level assignment goes off the rails, Hunter Lightfoot struggles to protect an opinionated, headstrong young girl while unraveling a conspiracy that leads all the way to the White House.
Faith, Hope, and Destiny
(Mf12, cons, 1st, fantasy, very slow) (103k)
(date posted: Monday, March 07, 2016)
How much control do you have over your future? Is it preordained? Can you choose your fate?
One Extraordinary Request, A Life Indelibly Changed
(MF, Fg10, Mg10-g12, bro/sis, moth/dau, fath/dau, preg, inc, cons, oral, 1st, ped) (78k)
(date posted: Friday, February 19, 2016)
I couldn't refuse her, her need too great. Little was I to know how drastically and irreversibly my life was to change . . . for the better; much, much better.
Prometheus and Japetus: Moral Man
(Mf14, cons, first) (62k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 18, 2016)
(a revised story) "Father, you are wrong. It happens all the time." Lapetus looked across at his son sitting regally in his marble armchair, swirls of gray adding contrast and texture to the white marble. His long blue and white striped robe draped over the arms of the chair and hung in loose folds over his knees, his muscular legs and white tunic showing, dark leather sandals on his feet. His son's blue eyes were shining in conviction. "Prometheus let it go. We've debated this for centuries. You're wrong. It's either part of the fabric of a man or it isn't." "But father, what if I could prove it?" "Son, man's basic nature cannot be twisted or changed into something that conflicts with his morals unless uncivilized actions are applied. Morals are deeply imbedded and not subject to change, no matter what circumstances they face in everyday life." "You are afraid, father. I made man. I know what man is capable of."
A Game of Footsie
(Mf13-f13, MF, ff, Ff, cons, first, petting, mast, inc, fath/dau, interr) (159k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 18, 2016)
When does a game change from playful, innocent fun into something more? Something with deeper significance? Something very, very different; something surprising, unsettling, and inappropriate?
Prometheus and Japetus: Immoral Man
(Mg6, g8, g9, g10, g11, Mm7-9, nc, rape, drugs) (26k)
(date posted: Thursday, December 24, 2015)
"So Father, who is your second choice, the highly immoral man?" Japetus smiled. Prometheus' actions had given him an idea, a real challenge. "Look." Two titans, one older, one younger, bent over the white marble basin, Japetus' white beard almost touching the swirling white mist that undulated slowly within. Japetus dipped his long, aged index finger into the mist and twirled it in a circle. Slowly the mist parted and a silvery liquid appeared, an image shimmering and solidifying. "This is my second choice, Prometheus. It will be a much greater challenge, I believe." They watched as the interior of a church appeared. The old stone floor looked well trodden, dips and erosion from thousands of feet seeking salvation, taking communion, from weddings and funerals; reliefs of Saints etched in brass on the floor in regular intervals between row after row of plain dark, aged pews on either side.
Heaven and Hell
(Mg, nc, intercourse, stroke) (08k)
(date posted: Wednesday, December 23, 2015)
I lay her small body sideways on my bed and stood back to admire. Her petite, preadolescent figure excited me, my penis inflating, pushing at my boxers insistently, crying, "let me out." I bent over to smell her; fruity shampoo scent emanated from her wavy golden blonde tresses overlaid with the distinctive, desirable aroma of pure, unsullied little girl. Straightening up, my trembling hands unbuttoned her pyjama top, one button at a time, bottom up. I spread her top slowly absorbing the erotic sight of her undeveloped areolas topped with tiny pink nipples on her little chest. After a pause to tease myself, I moved her sedated, flaccid body to slide her arms out and remove her pyjama top completely. Desire flowed through my body. So sweet. Yearning eyes trace down across her diaphragm and tiny innie belly button. Pyjama bottoms hide my prize, my deep, dark desire. With trembling hands I started edging them down. A thrill shuddered through me as her little white panties came into view. Soft cotton accentuated every erotic contour. I gasped as her unusually plump pudenda with a clearly outlined camel toe appeared. With a fast tug I pulled the pyjama bottoms off her legs. Standing back, I admired this gift in front of me, my erection now painfully throbbing with lust. Studying her, so sweetly innocent, I pulled my damp boxers off releasing my erection. It bobbed up and down, insistently telling me, "Yes. Yes."
(Mf13, inc, fath/dau, cons, anal) (32k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 08, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) She looked at her naked reflection in the bathroom mirror. She looked different. She'd changed. How? Turning slightly from side to side she studied her small breasts, narrow body, bony hips. Turning further she looked at her ass. It all looked the same. So what was it? When she saw her face she understood. That smile was full of pride and happiness. In her eyes she could see the truth she so cherished; she was Daddy's lover! A spurt of excitement washed over her making her nipples tingle. Her hands covered her boobs for a moment. She liked the way Daddy had caressed them.
Twins, an Imaginative Wife, One Very Lucky Father
(MF, Mg8g8, Fg8, dad/daut, inc, cons, oral, mom/daut, 1st, ped) (66k)
(date posted: Monday, October 20, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) "Jim, honey, you need to hold her," Sara instructed. God damn right I did! I slipped one arm under my daughter's neck, the other over her and gently wrapped the humping eight year old bundle to me, groaning as her little bum undulated in my groin, her crotch caressing my erection. I recognized the aroma I'd smelled when waking up; pure Kats, pure sweetness, pure sexy little girl. I hugged her tighter.
The Utterly Exhausting, Beguiling Cassie
(Mf15, cons, fondle, spank, oral, anal) (76k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 19, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) At one point, overcome with feeling for her, I paused and drew her into my arms. I loved how she rose onto her tiptoes and turned her pretty face up to me. I adored the love in her glittering eyes. And I absolutely loved kissing Cassie. Nothing in this world could come close to kissing her. She murmured so sensuously into my mouth as if my kiss was pure ambrosia to her. She pressed her slender young body to me, her eyes closing as if the sensation of kissing me was too much to handle. And her arms slipped up to my shoulder blades to hug me tight. Nothing came close to the pure joy of kissing Cassie. She made me feel like I was her everything.
The Games We Play
(MF, Fg12, Mg12, inc, cons, moth/daut, fath/daut, oral, anal, bondage, 1st, ped) (58k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 18, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) Like any male, there's a point where horniness clouds my better judgment. A fog of stupid descends and slows mental cogitation. My threshold was remarkably low when it came to Gina. Thus, I happily let myself go, reaching down to pull the back of her bikini bottoms down over her sexy ass and thighs and fondle two stupendously sexy buttocks. Holding my cock I slipped it into the seductive gap between slender thighs and, to the sound of Gina's satisfied sigh, found her pussy, pressed, and felt her labia part. With the tip lodged at her vagina she arched slightly and pushed back. Gina was horny and damp, too. A couple of back and forth movements and I sank into her velvet embrace from behind with a silent groan.
(Mg12, inc, cons, 1st, ped) (78k)
(date posted: Friday, October 17, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) I hauled Weather out of the sea. She was laughing at me. I was not impressed. It could have easily been a complete disaster. I glared at her, frowning. "Where the hell was your life jacket?" I asked, now I was thinking again. She grinned at me. "There." A regal finger pointed. "Where was yours?" Then, when she caught me staring at her little lacy bra, her arm quickly covered herself again. "Stop staring!" "I wasn't." "Yes you were!" "I wasn't! Okay, I was." I smiled. "You've got boobs!" Her peal of laughter was a pure delight, making me feel warm inside.
Protecting an Angel
(Mg8, cons, 1st, oral, ped) (64k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 16, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) He reached into the manila envelope again, tossing another picture onto the coffee table, his eyes on me. I glanced down again. The photo showed a family of three. The dark-haired man, husband I assumed, smiling proudly into the camera with an arm around what must have been his wife, a lovely dark haired willowy beauty with a radiant smile, the type that made you want to smile with her. I felt my lips try to curl. She had her hands on both shoulders of a small child standing in front of her. Clearly it was their daughter. I could see the family resemblance, the father's dark intense eyes and thick eyebrows, the mother's raven hair, straight narrow nose and the same radiant smile revealing two missing incisors and forming two dimples. She was a very pretty little girl. Glancing up at Jack I waited.
Perfect In My Eyes
(Mf13, dad/daut, inc, cons) (22k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 15, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) That night I wrestled for a while. But it wasn't hard. Michelle was too important to me. I knew I had to make her feel beautiful; not just tell her as I'd been doing, but actually make her feel beautiful, make her see the beauty I saw every day. With a flash of insight I realised I needed to make my daughter feel desirable; prove to her she was attractive to the opposite sex. For a father, it wasn't a simple task. That night I fell asleep wondering how I could do it. How does a father make a daughter feel sexy and wanted?
Our Not-So-Secret Secret
(Mf13, inc, fath/dau, cons) (71k)
(date posted: Tuesday, October 14, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) Leigh Anne, a cute-as-a-button little girl, gradually changed as she grew. She shed chubbiness at six, sprouted rather astonishingly at eight, and started puberty at eleven. That's when our relationship began its metamorphosis. That was the tipping point, the genesis of our secret; Leigh Anne's puberty.
Mollie and the Motorhome
(Mg11, g11, uncle/niece, cons, ped, 1st, oral) (82k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 12, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) "Ow! Shoot!" "You okay?" I called out, sitting at the dining table, relaxing after a satisfying meal. A disheveled and remarkably pretty girl climbed back into the motor-home, a frown on her face, gorgeous dark eyes glinting, holding her wrist with one hand, palm face up. "I cut myself! That hurt!" she proclaimed. "Where?" I asked with a surge of concern. With a sudden move, Mollie sat on my lap, sitting sideways, her big eyes looking up at me, all soft and sexy-ish. Her eyes glinted with very attractive mischief, tendrils of raven hair hanging loose. "Will you kiss it better?" she asked softly, a very appealing smile curving rather attractive lips. "Where?" I asked. Mollie's eyes glistened. "Here," she said, offering me her palm. I took her hand, tore my attention away from her enchanting eyes and looked at her palm, brought her hand to my lips and gently kissed the scrapes. "Better?" I asked softly with a smile. Mollie's smile broadened. Impishness emerged. "Better," she said in a soft voice. She bent her arm and showed me her elbow. "And here, Uncle. I hurt myself here," she said. I drew her elbow up and kissed it gently. Her eyes twinkled, unidentifiable emotions flitting through them; so charming. Mollie grinned, a deeply attractive grin. She pointed to her upper arm near her shoulder. "Here?" she offered softly as a question.
(Mg12, cons, inc, uncle/niece, oral, 1st, ped) (47k)
(date posted: Friday, October 10, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) I drifted towards her with my most innocent expression. Her beautiful eyes were watchful. She could sense I was up to no good and in the sparkle of her eyes, she was quietly thrilled. Nearing her I reached out for her small breast. She giggled and turned, my hand only brushing against perky perfection. Smiling, I tugged the bow at her neck. Liz screeched and wrapped her arm over her small boobs holding the bikini top in place. Before she could chastise I tugged the bow in the middle of her back. She burst into laughter and tried to swim out of reach with one arm. Smiling at her condition, I reached down and yanked a little string bow on her hip. "Uncle Rick!" she exclaimed, twisting around, her hand reaching down to hold her bikini bottom over her pussy.
La Fille Nikita
(Mg10-12, cons) (61k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 09, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) "I ache a lot," she whispered. "Make it better? Please?" I was damned. It was as simple as that. I was damned to be controlled unmercifully by a twelve-year-old. Nikita was going to be the death of me. Looking into her intensely attractive, expressive olive-green eyes I felt her take over, again. Her smile demolished the last of my sternest indignation. Her bum flexed in my palm, sweet and petite. I got an erection. The damn minx knew the effect she had on me. I saw it in how she grinned with success and wiggled her damn sexy butt again.
(Mf14, cons, 1st, slow) (73k)
(date posted: Tuesday, October 07, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes) I dreamed of Keira. It was detailed and sensual, an erotic dream like I hadn't had since hitting puberty. I dreamed of running my fingers through her pale red hair, curling it behind her ears and cupping her face, tilting it up to me. I dreamed of soft brown eyes shining with excitement, faint freckles, pale pink lips. I was erect when I bent my face to hers, our lips touching softly. The impact was huge. A wave of desire flowed through me. Keira's hands touched my waist. Her eyes closed, her head tilting. The tip of my tongue lightly brushed her closed lips. A feeling of vertigo washed over me. Kissing Keira was unbelievably arousing.
Her First Training Bra, Her First Kiss, Her First
(Mg11, fath/dau, inc, cons, 1st, ped) (23k)
(date posted: Monday, October 06, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) It was a shock when Laura hugged me, "Morning Dad," her hair mussed and sleep still softening her attractive brown eyes. "Morning, Sweetheart," I automatically replied bending to kiss the crown of her auburn hair, the uniquely attractive aroma of innocent little girl assaulting my senses. It was a shock when I felt her hug me in a soft over-sized white cotton t-shirt, one of mine I saw, a v-neck Hanes. It was a shock because I felt two distinct tiny boobs, little firm bumps pressed to my stomach. As with any surprise, I automatically looked down. It was another shock to see the v-neck gape open as she drew back. My little girl had two petite boobs, distinct mounds, little cones, pink areolae and soft nipples. In that moment I went through the change.
And The Thunder Rolled - A Harlequin Romance Tribute
(Mg12, uncle/niece, con) (33k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 05, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) With an evil grin I soaped up my hands, turned her by her shoulders and slapped her pretty bottom, enjoying the way it jiggled and her squeal of surprise. She started giggling when I slipped my fingers between sweet firm buttocks, clenching them when I touched her little asshole. My grin broadened when she suddenly inhaled, my fingertips gently sliding along her small closed cleft. I removed them just as she pushed back and caressed her lovely, sexy little buttocks, moving to her slim back before slipping my hands around her to her soft stomach. She fell back against me, sandwiching my erection between us as I washed her stomach just below her petite breasts, not quite touching them. My grin widened as she grabbed my hands and tried to pull them up to
A Precious Gift
(MF, Mg12, g10, g7, cons, fantasy) (49k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 02, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) Hesitantly, she bent, lifted the sheet and tried to slip in without disturbing him, small jitters of nerves making her heart thump. Suddenly Jed's arms reached out to wrap around her gently. She felt him draw her to his front, hold her close. She could smell him now, manly, musky. Cobalt eyes suddenly appeared, a gentle welcoming smile, "You smell like spring, Amy." His eyes closed, she heard him inhale deeply, felt his hug tighten, heard his whisper, "Beautiful, you're beautiful.
Even Angels Cry
(Mg9, cons, ped, fantasy) (45k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 01, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) There are mysteries in this world that drive exploration and discovery, help build scientific understanding, or strengthen religious beliefs. There are events in this world that defy explanation; average people acting with heroism, sudden kindnesses, or unbelievable, incomprehensible violence. There are hidden secrets in this world that remain beyond out perception, even today, and wondrous things happen every day, unseen, unrecognized. And there are truly beautiful people in this world, miracles unto themselves. Mia was one such miracle.
(Mg9, cons, ped, fantasy) (43k)
(date posted: Sunday, September 28, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) I watched my wife lead our twelve year daughter into the bedroom by the hand. Watched as she gently helped her onto our bed and gave her a motherly kiss on her forehead, caressing her cheek softly, whispering to her. Straightening, she looked at me and smiled softly. "Here she is Alex. Just like we agreed. All yours. Be gentle, querido. Remember." I nodded, still not quite comfortable and didn't think I'd really agreed to anything. Looking over at the bed, I studied Juana. She had thick dark brown hair just like her mother, the same nose and wide mouth. She'd taken my eyes, sapphirine offset sharply by her olive skin and dark eyebrows. As she smiled at me, excitement glistening in her eyes, it brought back memories of her mother.
Harry and Jules
(Mg9, uncle/niece, cons, oral, ped, fantasy, slow) (67k)
(date posted: Saturday, September 27, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes) Jules grinned. She tried desperately not to laugh. Harry was just so funny as he gently tied her wrist to the bedpost. He was so worried he'd tied her too tight, she might hurt, how sexy she was, "I'm gonna kiss her when she can't move, maybe tickle, too." As he straightened from tying her ankles to the outside legs, she couldn't hold back the laughter. It was too much. "Jeez, Harry!" she laughed, tears coming to her eyes. "What? What's so funny? You're the one tied up." Her sides hurt as she laughed. "YOU GOOF!" "What?" I thought she looked rather delicious tied up for my pleasure. "Jesus Harry. I'm still wearing all my clothes!" Her screams of laughter made me smile. "Oops."
(MF, Mg12, cons, oral, 1st, ped) (24k)
(date posted: Friday, September 26, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes) "How do they feel?" Mom asked. Lauren blushed. You could see everything! But jeez it was sexy. The panties felt like satin on her bum and sheer at the front. The bra was so light and sheer it was almost like not wearing anything! But her blush intensified when she studied how her nipples poked out. Mom's gentle hands had sent a pulse of excitement and arousal through her. She even felt her pussy clench. Oh no! What if she leaked into the panties!!! Moving quickly Lauren stripped off the lingerie. "It's good, Mom," she said, still blushing. Without looking in the mirror she dressed hurriedly. She felt moisture in her cleft. Damn! "Come on," her mom said with a smile. "We're not done yet."
A Father's Day Conspiracy
(FM, mother/son, Mg9, dad/daut, inc, cons) (40k)
(date posted: Thursday, September 25, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes.) An intensely attractive aroma filled my lungs. I felt a gentle loving kiss on my cheek, soft lips pressing. A small bundle wormed her way between my arms and snuggled against me. I smiled to myself, eyes closed. A small bundle wiggled in my arms. "Wake up, Dad. It's Father's Day." I grumped, "No it isn't." A small bundle giggled. "Yes it is." Keeping my eyes closed, I grumped again despite my heart singing. "It can't be. Where are my eggs and beer?" A seductive little girl, intoxicating me with her sexy, sleepy, intensely attractive aroma, giggled and wiggled in amusement. "Daaaaad."
(Mg11, uncle/niece, inc, cons, ped, fondling, 1st) (31k)
(date posted: Wednesday, September 24, 2014)
(Format and grammar changes) As she snored lightly, a sound I found intensely attractive, I stared at the edge of her panties. Excitement hit me. Glancing down at her face I was reassured by her little snores. I shook her gently. She didn't move, out like a light. With slight trepidation I let my fingertips run along the elastic edge of her panties. Holding my breath, I tugged her nightshirt up even further, my heart thumping as her sexy little white panties were slowly revealed, soft cotton hugging a bum, rounded, seductive. I trembled slightly. Unable to resist, I carefully covered her little bum with my palm, feeling her warmth permeate through white cotton.
Dancing in the Dark
(Mf14, inc, cons, fath/dau, oral, 1st, mild ws) (125k)
(date posted: Monday, May 26, 2014)
When fantasy brushes against reality, magic happens and dreams come true.
(MF, Fg11, Mg11, inc, moth/dau, fath/dau, cons, oral, 1st, ped, stroke) (36k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 17, 2014)
With soft words Emily seduced me, drawing me into her memories and making me live them with her, and in the process she changed my life.
(Mg12-13, inc, fath/dau, cons, ped, oral, 1st) (85k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 01, 2014)
I have a story to tell. Think of it as my confession to how I ended up in an intimate relationship with my daughter - even though in hindsight I'm not sure I was wrong. I don't think I could have changed the course of events that brought me to this point and, to be brutally honest, I'm glad I didn't. I'll let you be the judge. You tell me after hearing my story. I believe you'll understand, even sympathize.
The Storm That Was Kara
(Mg7-14, cons, 1st, ped, oral, anal) (41k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 05, 2014)
I woke just as a massive climax took my breath away. Eyes popping open, I saw Kara laying on top of me, burnt umber hair on my chest, a small body rubbing my spurting erection, her soft tummy wriggling seductively, and small legs gripping my sides, arms hugging my chest. In the grip of a huge climax, I held her small body, her cheek on my chest, and humped, sliding my erection up her tummy and spurting to a stunningly powerful orgasm, hot thick semen jetting out between us, Kara rubbing against my straining, swelling erection. I came hard, the pleasure pounding my body leaving me gasping. Two honey-brown eyes peered at me when I stopped spurting, a big grin slamming into me. "All better?" Jesus Murphy! Who was this child?
One Irrepressible Niece and Nothing But Trouble
(Mg10, uncle/niece, cons, oral, 1st, ped) (54k)
(date posted: Tuesday, March 04, 2014)
"Put your seat belt on," I grumped as we pulled away from the curb, not appreciating her innocent smile. "What the hell did you go and do that for?" I asked forcefully, watching in the rear view mirror as June and her attorney spit evil eyes at me from the steps of the town hall. "Turn right up here," she said, pointing. "You didn't answer me. What the hell did you do that for? I was honest about not wanting to be responsible for you and how useless I'd be as a guardian. What went through your mind telling that judge you'd rather be with me?" I turned right.
Lonely in Paradise
(MF, Mg12, Fg12, moth/dau, cons, 1st, ped, oral) (50k)
(date posted: Monday, March 03, 2014)
She was petite and delicate and slender; so excitingly young. French kissing a twelve-year-old was a unique experience, too. It aroused with the sensual feel of her mouth and moist tongue, yet I was very conscious of her inexperience. It was the delay, a micro second before she'd respond, and the way she'd follow my actions, not lead. When the kiss ended there was heavy breathing, passion, Sophie alive in my arms. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" I asked gently. "Uh-huh," she nodded. "Promise you won't tell your mother? It'll be our secret?" Sophie moaned quietly, writhed, pressing her pussy against my erection. "I promise," she whispered.
Bianca and the Amnesiac
(Mg12, cons, ped, 1st, very slow) (87k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 01, 2014)
The assignment should have been simple, just another like so many others before it. But, when it came to Bianca, nothing was simple, nothing at all.
Pink Toenails and Cotton Panties
(Mg12, inc, uncle/niece, cons, oral) (66k)
(date posted: Monday, January 27, 2014)
I love females, all types of females, older, younger, tall or short, rubinesque or waifish, it didn't matter to me. All I needed was a personality that tickled my fancy. But my strongest attraction has always been to the unavailable; young girls, very young girls. I suspect it was driven by many factors beyond my awareness or comprehension. I had no excuse, nor explanation. I imagine, had I been able to sate my desire for the young as easily as for the mature, I might not have had such a strong yen. But the forbidden holds a dark allure, exciting and illicit. In the absence of experience the mind embellishes and entices, promising unimagined pleasures.
A State of Grace
(Mg9-10, inc, dad/daut, cons, 1st, oral) (56k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 09, 2014)
Pulling her slender little body back against me, my hands caressed her flat chest. I sought and found the slight hardness under her areolae that promised pubescence was right around the corner. Hands slid down over her flat little tummy to wash boney hips and the front of slender thighs before rising and merging over her sexy, chubby little pussy. My lips kissed the top of her head. "I love washing you," I said softly. Ellie squirmed against me in response. My cock thickened, pressed to her back. Slippery, soapy hands probed the deep side creases of her pussy. Ellie shuffled parting her legs slightly and I was fully erect by the time my soapy hand cupped her ten-year-old pubis
Sabrina of the Sea-Green Eyes
(Mg12, cons, ped, 1st, fantasy, very slow) (70k)
(date posted: Tuesday, January 07, 2014)
As wakefulness seeped in he felt her blue and white flannel pajamas against him, her petite body emitting heat inside them. She breathed quietly in sleep, her chest barely moving. Then he understood what it was he was feeling. His hand was underneath her pajama top. His hand was resting on the smallest naked breast he'd ever touched, newly formed, the size of a half golf ball, pubescent and firm. He'd not been aware that she even had breasts.
(Mg10, inc, cons, fath/dau, 1st) (32k)
(date posted: Tuesday, September 10, 2013)
I watched her transformed. It was as strange for me as it was for her. My sweet, lovable little girl lost that ethereal beauty that exceptionally long hair bestowed. As ash brown hair was trimmed around her dainty ears, feathered over her forehead and layered and styled to the nape of her neck, her hair gained body and waves and soft curls. A new girl emerged, an achingly pretty one that promised laughter and brightness and mischief and joy. It made my heart ache and I fell in love with my daughter all over again.
A Sweltering Summer
(Mf13, Mg9, cons, oral, 1st, ped, slow) (82k)
(date posted: Monday, September 02, 2013)
The door opened slowly, silently. She looked ethereal in her sleeveless white cotton nightie. Long pale bare legs seemed to go on forever. Her arms were slim. Curly chestnut hair tumbled over one shoulder in a loose ponytail. Dark chocolate eyes looked at me. She was gorgeous. I held my breath. "Can I sleep in your bed?" she asked quietly. With a sigh - Rachael had made her decision - I lifted the sheet up in an invitation. "Of course you can," I answered with a smile.
A Cold Nose and Two Icy Little Feet
(Mg10, cons, inc, uncle/niece, oral, slow) (66k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 02, 2013)
"Come on, Grumpy," she said with a laugh, taking my hand and pulling me down off the fence. She led me and Kismet towards the stable. I stared at her amazing ass held snugly in riding pants and felt even worse. She twitched her bum at me. "Come on, Mitch. Let's go. I'm all sweaty and everything. Wanna shower with me after brushing Kismet down?" "Okay," I agreed. Two-thirty in the afternoon was never too early to get clean, was it? Besides, I felt rather dirty all of a sudden. "Are you feeling dirty?" I inquired hopefully. I just adored her peal of laughter.
One Cold Winter Morning
(Mf, cons, stroke) (07k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 16, 2013)
I studied her. I knew her boyish hips intimately and how they led my caressing palm down to the gentle swell of her rear. I knew how the fine body hair at the base of her spine tickled my lips. And I knew how much she loved me nuzzling her neck, the soft murmurs she'd emit that would resonate in my soul, how her whole body would seem to undulate against me. I knew every nook and cranny of her, her ticklish armpits and behind her knees. I knew how silky soft her stomach was and how it felt against my pressing mouth. I knew the sound of her heartbeat.
(Mg8, cons, fantasy, ped) (24k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 29, 2012)
I watched her smile intensify. I saw dark expressive eyes shine. She turned to face him, her back turned to me. His hand caressed her small back. He looked at me with a half-smile, bent and, as she turned her face up to him, he kissed the child on her mouth, his hand slipping down to cup her small bottom. Blood flowed. An erection formed, my penis lengthening, thickening. I pressed it to the bed. The reflection should have shocked me. It should have horrified me. It did neither. The sweet tenderness of the kiss was very arousing. I felt jealous. I could imagine that kiss, my lips touching her small mouth. I could imagine her small bottom in my hand. My erection strengthened.
Daniela's Dreams and Desires
(Mg12, inc, fath/daut, cons, oral, 1st, ped) (21k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 15, 2012)
"You're supposed to kiss them," Daniela whispered. "Is that what I do in your dream?" I asked. "Uh-huh." "Well I am a very lucky father in your dream," I said. Daniela giggled softly. The giggle faded away when my lips touched a magnificent young breast, firm, silky-soft skin, little areola stippling. Opening my mouth, I sucked it in gently, a perfect, stunningly sexy mouthful. My hand gently explored the shape of her other breast, thumb carefully feeling the amazingly steep youthful rise of its side and the small sexy beaded nipple topping it.
(Mf13, inc, dad/daut, cons, fondling, 1st) (30k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 06, 2012)
A groan sounded in my mind. My little girl; my Laurie. God, Baby I want you. Laying down beside her on her narrow bed, the mattress squeaking, I rolled Laurie onto her side, facing away from me. I turned into her, slipping my left arm under her neck and placing my right hand on her bony little hip. My erection ached. My boxers were damp. Fully dressed, I snuggled up to my little girl and inhaled her scent, my nose pressed to her dark brown hair. My child smelled of lemons and roses and sweet innocence; incredibly arousing.
Ants in Her Pants
(Mg10, dad/daut, inc, ped, cons, oral) (25k)
(date posted: Thursday, September 06, 2012)
Diving down, Kasey slipped under the falls and rose on the inside to a hollow cave hidden behind the rushing water, the cave she'd discovered earlier. She climbed up onto the stone floor, her naked bum feeling the coolness. Suddenly Dad rose up out of the water, a sneaky smile on his handsome face. Her wet yellow cotton panties hung from his finger. Kasey's smile turned into a giggle when his other hand rose and his wet boxers hung from the other hand. She automatically looked down into the crystal clear water.
(Mg9, dad/daut, inc, cons) (21k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 05, 2012)
I walked over to her bed and started grappling with her as she played, yanking sneakers off, unbuttoning her jeans. I wrestled with her, yanking her socks off, tickling her feet before unzipping her jeans, and pulling her t-shirt off as she squealed in laughter and dropped the PSP. She laughed harder, grasping the waistband of her open jeans as I tugged the legs to pull them off, her bum rising from the bed, legs high in the air. She lost her grip as she almost hit vertical, laughing, sweet brown eyes twinkling. Suddenly jeans slipped off, pulling the back of her white cotton panties down over her little bum, a butt crack and two petite buttocks appearing.She screamed in laughter again, hands now desperately grasping the back of her panties to pull them up. I tossed the jeans to the floor and, overcome with pure enjoyment of her laughter, started tickling.
A Strange Condition
(Mf13, dad/daut, inc, cons) (22k)
(date posted: Friday, March 09, 2012)
He rose, leaning over her, his face smiling, such pleasure, such love it made her heart ache. She reached up, cupping his cheeks, unshaven, rough, male, my Daddy. She pulled, staring at his lips, wondering what they'd feel like pressed to hers, Daddy kissing her. A shudder shook her. "Please?"
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons, oral) (27k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 23, 2012)
I kissed her brow and turned the TV on. Forty-odd minutes later Karen moaned slightly, shifted, pressed closer to my side, and her knee slipped over my leg. I watched TV. Half an hour later, as my eyelids were beginning to droop, Karen sighed in her sleep, shifting again. This time her restless shifting continued. At first I thought she was in pain. When I realized what was actually happening I got an erection. Who wouldn't? Karen was gently humping my thigh in her sleep, pressing her crotch against me, her rear flexing as she rubbed her pussy on me, her slender leg hooked over mine tightening and relaxing, small sighs being emitted in her sleep. I didn't do anything.Okay, that's a complete lie.
(Mg6, dad/daut, inc, drug, nc, cons, mild ws) (16k)
(date posted: Friday, January 13, 2012)
"Hey!" I said with a stern smile, rolling her onto her back. I pulled up her lemon yellow tank-top and, with my mouth press into her soft tummy, gave her a punishing raspberry, scrubbing my face on her belly button as the room filled with a rather rude noise. Tasha squealed with laughter, a delightful sound. She squirmed under me, her giggling making my heart sing. Small hands pushed ineffectively at my head. "Daddy! Daddy!" she gasped between sweet giggles. "Stop! I'm gonna pee!" I didn't believe her for a moment. As she pushed at my head, her little body squirming on the floor, I intensified my efforts, inhaling deeply, pressing into her silky tummy and let loose with a long, long raspberry. Tasha giggled her way through it then stopped suddenly, her giggles just an echo. I finally raised my face from her lovely tummy and looked at her. "Daddy!" Natasha exclaimed with the cutest stern frown on her pretty little face, "You made me pee!" She reached down and yanked her tiny blue skirt up, head lifting off the floor to peer down, knees parting. I looked, too.
A Little Blackmail, So Much Pleasure
(MF, Mg12, Mg9, Bro/Sis, uncle/niece, inc, cons) (38k)
(date posted: Thursday, December 01, 2011)
Suddenly we were tugging at clothes, Susan emitting heated murmurs as she pulled my shirt over my head, pausing to let me strip her blouse from her, her fingers immediately unzipping my jeans, tugging them down. I found the clasp on her skirt, opened it and, as my jeans fell, her skirt dropped to her feet. It was as if it was a sign. We both paused in our frenzied undressing of each other and stared, eyes absorbing. In her unassuming lingerie, cotton bikini-style panties and a small half-cup bra, white with sky blue patterns, Susan looked almost child-like. I could see . . .
All In White
(Mg7-22, dad/daut, inc, cons) (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 24, 2011)
She turned slightly looking up at her father, traces of admiration in her expression, her warm cerulean blue eyes riveting. The white veil couldn't hide the love that burned so brightly, her beauty so clear despite the lace. He felt her hand tighten on his arm as he escorted her down the aisle, could feel the heat of her adoring gaze. The aisle stretched out before him, seeming longer than what he remembered from rehearsal. With guests eyes on her he felt her tremor, heard her unspoken cry of anguish in the intensity of her gaze. A war raged inside him. It was the right thing to do. But, God it hurt.
Kyla, White Beach, Mauritius . . . Paradise Found
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons) (60k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 17, 2011)
Smiling, feeling naughty and a nice stab of excitement, she rolled out from under the sheet. The idea of brushing her teeth in the bathroom with Dad was so intimate, me and Dad, sharing a bathroom. "Morning," she said casually as she went to the second sink. She ogled him in his boxers. "Nice tush, Dad," she said with a grin. She laughed when he choked on his toothbrush. "Kyla!" "Well it is. Sort of compact and sculpted with buttocks that make me want to . . ." "Kyla!" Her burst of laughter made me smile. It lit up the bathroom, filling it with unrestrained pleasure. Damn I liked her.
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc, cons) (31k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 03, 2011)
This was sort of fun. I kicked my shoes off and removed my socks. Penny grinned again, bounced onto her little bottom and took her socks off, purple with lime green horizontal lines, I noted, throwing them on the floor before standing again, her hands returning to the waist of her jeans, eyes glistening with mischief and excitement, pausing, staring. I opened the button on my jeans and lowered the zipper, my eyes riveted as she copied me, yellow cotton panties appearing. Nice! Smiling, delighted, and horny as hell, I lowered my jeans over my butt. She copied me with a sexy wiggle. I dropped them, boxers tenting out, a damp spot appearing. Penny's eyes dropped to my boxers. "You're leaking, Dad." Now this was interesting. Should I? Oh hell, why not. "Yup. Are you?" I asked with a grin. Penny giggled. "Maaaaybe," she said coyly, dropping her jeans and kicking them to the floor.
The Beauty of Plain - A Tale of Amish Incest
(Mf13, g8, inc, dad/daut, cons) (64k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 27, 2011)
It had started with shame and embarrassment. Just under two weeks previously, he had caught an inadvertent glimpse of Annie changing for bed. It had been no more than a second or two as he passed her room, but enough. He'd first been surprised at how she'd grown. He'd had no idea, what with the modest clothes hiding everything, the importance paid to privacy, and the blind eye of a father. But that glimpse had revealed much. Just recently turned thirteen, Annie was in the flush of pubescence, that magnificent gift from God. Her slender hips had begun to take on shape. She had long, long slim legs and small breasts that announced oncoming fertility and womanhood. Her hair, usually demurely tied in a bun at the nape of her neck, fell in a long beautiful thick mane down her slender back to end above small rounded buttocks. Jacob had immediately felt two reactions...
Spectacular, Incredible, Amazing
(Mg11, dad/daut, inc, cons) (29k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 13, 2011)
Taking another sip of tepid beer, I replayed it, as I had been all day, every second burned into my memory, etched forever on my consciousness, a moment in time that few experience. It was spectacular, incredible, and completely amazing. It was sensual, arousing, exciting, and stunningly sexy. It was powerful, an indelible memory, and deeply, deeply attractive. It made me yearn, desire, wish, and pray. It was one of the most incredible things I'd ever experienced in my life, ever. It was the sight of Marissa...
Damned If I Do. Damned If I Don't
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons) (20k)
(date posted: Friday, September 23, 2011)
I heard the front door open slowly, felt tension ratchet up in my body. The decision had been agonizing. I hadn't slept, hadn't eaten, hadn't moved from the armchair all night. It was the hardest decision of my life. But, once made, the easiest decision of my life. Lucy, my Lucy appeared in the doorway, hesitant expression on her sweet, sweet face. Soft brown eyes wide. "Daddy?" "Lucy, Honey," I sighed, standing, arms reaching. I wrapped her in an embrace when she ran to me, her comforting arms hugging me. I listened to her cry, my heart breaking. I held my child, held her tight. I'd never let her go again, never.
Innocent Role-Play? I Think Not!
(MF, Mg9, dad/daut, inc, cons) (31k)
(date posted: Thursday, September 15, 2011)
"Would you like to be the first to touch me, Daddy?" "Jesus, Nadia. I really don't think we should play this one." "Ken," Nadia answered, her knee rubbing his thickening penis, "it's a fantasy. What harm can there be in a bit of innocent role-playing? Relax, enjoy it. It can't hurt." He must find it tremendously arousing. His erection was returning! "I'm not sure about that, Nadia." The image of Shannon naked in the bathroom was very, very appealing.
Music of the Night
(Mg13, dad/daut, inc) (20k)
(date posted: Friday, September 09, 2011)
The sound of gentle breathing wakened me. Shocked, I found myself standing in the open door of Christine's room. I could hear her gentle breaths of sleep. Inhaling, I smelled her scent, young and spring-like. In the flicker of the oil lamp in my hand I studied her pretty face, her long eyelashes resting on rosy cheeks. I wondered how sweet her breath might be as I watched her nostrils flare gently. I looked at the delicate curve of her lips and the way her reddish blond locks spread over the pillow. I stood in her doorway, imagining combing my finger through her locks, feeling their silkiness, imagining her sweet breath against my cheek, imagining her soft lips kiss my cheek gently; I imagined holding her to me, her young body against me.
(Mg13, dad/daut, inc, nc, cons) (22k)
(date posted: Friday, September 02, 2011)
To all intents and purposes, it looked like many other cottages on the lake. But in this one, in this rustic cottage, events were about to take place that were unlike those in the other cottages. In this one, careful plans were about to unfold. Two lives would be irreversibly altered. In this rustic log cottage, on this night, a rape was about to take place. The genesis of what was about to happen started long ago, seven years ago. It started with love, the pure love of a father for a daughter...
Her Teddy Bear
(Mg10, dad/daut, inc, cons) (30k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 25, 2011)
Alice loved feeling so full, stretched by her Daddy's erection. She loved being held in his warm embrace, feeling so small, so loved. A spark of pleasure lit up when she moved her bottom, her sensitive clit grinding against Daddy's shaft. Liking it, she did it again. Another spark. My teddy bear. She hugged his big chest harder and moved her bottom. Yes, gooood. A little shiver passed through her when Daddy's hand slipped down to hold her bottom. He helped, pushing her bum, supporting her as she slowly hunched on his penis, feeling just the tip moving deep inside her, almost at her tummy, and a spark of pleasure from her clit. She hugged him tight. "My teddy bear," she sighed.
(Mg12, cons) (46k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 18, 2011)
Her cream-coloured skirt fell in a swish to her ankles. The simple, small, white cotton panties hugged her tight. Her mons loomed large and prominent pressing against soft cotton. The panties were tight, a camel toe outlining her cleft. They were tight, elastic sinking deep. They were tight, hugging her vulva, a seductive mound between slender legs. God so sexy. I felt pain in my chest, my arousal was so high. But Aisha hadn't finished punishing me with her intensely exciting display. She gave me a sweet seductive smile. Not fair! "Only for you," she whispered, her fingers slipping under the waist at the sides. With big dark eyes watching me intently, white cotton slipped down, falling to join her skirt.
The Delicate Pout of Her Pudendum
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc, cons, stroke) (20k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 11, 2011)
My restraint crumbled. With a deep, deep groan, I withdrew from her tight grip and thrust forward, sinking deep, feeling her little body under me jerk slightly, so damn arousing. I did it again and heard Jenna's breath explode suddenly as I slammed into her, her body moving up slightly from the force of my thrust. She pulled at me "again Daddy." God, oh God.
One Image, Just One Image
(MF, Fg12, Mg12, inc, cons) (32k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 04, 2011)
With her fingers tugging and lightly pinching her aching nipple and her other hand slipping down, drawing her moisture up to make her slippery, she diddled herself imagining dad in bed with her; dad slipping under the sheets, dad hugging and kissing her, his hand caressing her boobs, touching her pussy, murmuring in her ear how much he loved her, murmuring how much he wanted her. Moaning, Emma pushed her cotton panties down to her thighs, rolled onto her front and, grabbing Eddie, her stuffed elephant, lifted her bottom and shoved it between her legs, squeezing them together, clit tingling. With arousal storming through her, she humped Eddie, rasping her clit on the soft plush fur while she caressed her bare bottom, daddy's hands holding her. Bottom bouncing, she brought her hands up to her small aching boobs...
Carla's Sweet Seductive Scent
(Mg9, cons) (55k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 28, 2011)
As they slept fitfully, the sag in the bed gradually forced them together. In his sleep Jason unconsciously inhaled the aroma of a sleeping girl, of Carla, soft seductive pheromones tickling his senses. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, his body unconsciously relaxing and slipping into a deeper sleep. Neither was aware of their body's reactions to each other. As Carla's sweet little bottom nestled back into Jason's groin, two soft sensual buttocks warm against him, he became erect, his penis thickening and extending, rising in his boxers to tent the front and push against slender thighs. Unconsciously he adjusted his hips, his brain recognizing and reacting to the sweet seductive scent of a very special female. Jason's rigid erection nestled into Carla's petite bottom, two cheeks forming around it.
Raping Jill, Seducing Jill
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons, stroke) (15k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 21, 2011)
"No! What are you doing daddy?" Jill yelled, grabbing my wrists as I pulled at the buttons of her pajama top. "Stop struggling, Jill. Hold still." I could feel the need for sex pounding though me. Jill squirming and wrestling, resisting me, only fuelled my burning need, exciting me. Grabbing her wrists, I straddled her petite body, used my knees to pin her arms to the bed. As she twisted under me to find escape, I finished unbuttoning her flannel pajama top, opening it slowly, excitement pulsing. Gorgeous petite pubescent breasts came into view, perky seductive mounds that jiggled enticingly as she struggled.
White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My!
(Mg10, uncle/niece, cons) (45k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 14, 2011)
She had my complete attention, rapped attention. Looking down, Tina's hair fell over her shoulders as she unbuttoned the dress shirt. She didn't even look my way and somehow I felt like a voyeur, making it even more exciting. I held my breath when she slipped the shirt off her small shoulders and I saw her petite breasts for the first time. They were stunningly sexy, small, small, perfectly formed and widely spaced, firm with dusky areolae and tiny hard nipples. My erection was throbbing at the sight. She was wearing white not-quite-bikini cotton panties that formed around and enhanced her pubic mound, just a hint of a camel toe. Without looking at me Tina slipped her fingers under the waist at her sides and, with a small sexy wiggle of her bottom...
A Little Present for Daddy
(Mg6, dad/daut, inc, con, drug) (15k)
(date posted: Saturday, July 02, 2011)
Peacefully relaxed and bereft of guilt from blessedly wonky mental wiring, I fondled my still sleeping daughter over her sexy cotton panties. I traced the deep edges of her small pubis, slipping my finger between her pouty labia and silky legs. I explored the shape of her mons, a pad of pure sexuality, and gingerly felt the outline of her short cleft. It surprised me not when tumescence returned. In fact, feeling my penis extend and slip through Emma's cum-covered thighs was quite delightful.
(Mf13, Mg10, Fg10, cons) (20k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 29, 2011)
Lord Holby paused as he entered his chambers. A small child sat on the edge of his bed in a simple virginal white nightgown. She was a tiny waif, small pretty face with blue eyes, button nose and attractive red lips. Her long straight blond tresses fell down her back to her waist and glowed with a sheen from the fire crackling in the hearth. He studied her. She seemed very young, perhaps nine or ten, angelically cute. He found himself becoming tumescent by her youth. Such a small child and younger than his eldest daughter! He wondered how would she be in bed?
(Mg9, dad/daut, inc, cons) (19k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 23, 2011)
Her soft cheek felt good against my chest. Small nostrils on her button nose flared gently in peaceful sleep, her warm little breaths stirring my chest hair. I felt a flush of love looking at her cuddled to my side, her slim arm thrown over my chest, knee over my thigh and a perfect small buttock in the palm of my hand. Knowing her small womb carried my semen thrilled me. I was at peace, muscles relaxed, and satisfaction permeating me in a post-orgasmic glow as I pulled my little lover, my nine year old daughter closer. I smiled as I thought back; so many changes in such a short time. Who knew she'd be my saviour?
Memories of Father's Days
(Mg7+, MFg7, dad/daut, inc, ws, cons) (53k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 16, 2011)
"So tell me again. I like hearing it." Lisa remembered the event so well. She'd been so happy when dad's expression of shock suddenly softened and changed. "Well now. I'd say it was a life-altering jolt, my world changed suddenly. Seeing you as sexy scared me and thrilled me at the same time." It had. I'd felt a surge of emotions, conflicting emotions, love of my daughter familiar, attraction to my daughter unfamiliar and unsettling. Even more shocking was the excitement I felt as I recognized how illicit it was; attraction to a daughter, attraction to an underage seven year old. It was like an illegal drug surging through my veins, warm, powerful and very, very exciting. Lisa desirable!
See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Do No Evil
(m14-41/g8-35, bro/sis, inc, cons) (16k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 09, 2011)
Sitting astride her closed legs I decided I was panty and ass lover through and through. There was something so sexy about pulling them down slowly and watching her butt crack appear. I loved seeing her bottom unveiled and the excitement of knowing I was uncovering a forbidden part of my sister. The sexy crease where her bottom met her thighs was very arousing and the sight of her immature hairless pussy nestled between her thighs was just phenomenal.
Just One Touch
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons, humour) (24k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 04, 2011)
It was just one touch that brought the walls crashing down; one touch that changed my life. It was just one touch that altered our orbiting paths; one touch that opened the door. It was just one touch, one accidental touch that brought her so close. It was just one touch that brought Nikki into my arms; one touch that changed everything. It was a magnificent change, trust me. Here's what happened...
(MF, Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons) (32k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 02, 2011)
Amy lay on her front, a pillow scrunched up between her legs pushing her cotton panties between her cleft as she slowly hunched her pelvis, her hands holding her small aching breasts. She pictured daddy when she'd walked into the bathroom last week and seen him through the glass shower door. It had been such a surprise.
(Mf16, dad/daut, inc, cons) (07k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 28, 2011)
I saw the fuchsia envelope on my pillow, 'Dad' hand written on the front. Opening it, I pulled out the letter, thick cream-coloured papers handwritten in navy blue ink. I started to read. Dad, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I don't have the courage. This is the only way I know to tell you. I tried so hard...
A Father's Day Surprise, The True Love of a Daughter
(Mg12, dad/daut, inc, cons) (17k)
(date posted: Thursday, May 19, 2011)
Consciousness returned slowly, morning light turning the log walls amber. She sighed when she felt dad cuddled up behind her, his thighs curled up against her bottom, strong arms around her. Laying in dad's arms she let her imagination take flight, imagining him stir, lean over and kiss her gently on her cheek, 'morning gorgeous' he'd whisper, his hand slipping up from her tummy to cup her aching breast. She'd purr as dad caressed her gently, pushing her bottom back against him. She felt a tickle of arousal, nipples tingling and a warm flush between her legs as she imagined feeling dad's erection against her bottom.
(Mg7, dad/daut, inc, cons) (11k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 14, 2011)
"It was a dark stormy night. Everyone scurried inside, driven by the rain slashing almost horizontally, stinging exposed skin mercilessly. Thunder rolled shaking the ground. The Princess felt lost and alone, confused by the dark. Where was it? Where was it? She tripped and fell into a sleety puddle she hadn't seen. Her Prince would never reach her in time..." "No, dad!" I looked at my daughter, seven, curled and snuggled in my bed next to me, big brown eyes staring intently at me, curly brown hair splayed on the pillow. "That's the story honey." "No dad! It isn't" she insisted in her serious voice...
The Joy of Sex
(Mf13, dad/daut, inc, cons) (33k)
(date posted: Thursday, May 12, 2011)
Dad, I want you to take my virginity in Antigua, at our home there. I'm going to buy some really sexy undies, maybe lacy, or would you prefer pure silk? Let me know. Anyway I'm going to buy sexy undies that make my pussy look plump, ripe, you know, virginal but fertile? Lace might not work because I want you to dream about what's underneath, not see it. I'll show you the panties I buy before we go, so when I wear them you'll think about reaching under my dress and feeling them. I want you to think about how wet you'll make me as I imagine you taking my virginity.
(MF, Mf12, inc, mom/daut, dad/daut, cons) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, May 08, 2011)
I'd never thought I'd ever experience a ménage-a-trois. It was just one of those things. Always thought I'd be too embarrassed. Besides, I never understood how one could be virile enough; you know, get it up twice, satisfy two women. I also never found the concept of two women having sex really that erotic. I probably would have gone to my grave quite ignorant about how incredible the experience is. But fate, or my wife, which I guess is my fate, intervened. It was one particular conversation, that's all; one conversation that changed everything. And I mean everything.
Do You Remember?
(Mg3-12, dad/daut, inc, cons, stroke) (10k)
(date posted: Friday, May 06, 2011)
Do you remember the first time she aroused you when at three your daughter ran through the living room naked, her baby-fat buttocks jiggling as she ran, giggling, waving her panties in the air, yelling for mommy? Do you remember how you wished you could feel her bum, play with her buttocks, caress them, slide your penis through them, and inspect her naked body? Do you remember how hard you fucked your wife from behind that night to visions of holding your daughters tiny rounded buttocks with your erection gliding through her sweet valley?
Stirring Echoes in Her Mind
(Mg4-18, dad/daut, inc, cons) (15k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 28, 2011)
"Dad. Sit on the bed." She felt her arousal and excitement. She had been planning this ever since daddy told her about the trip to the British Virgin Islands, Virgin Gorda; how appropriate. She had played with herself imagining daddy's reaction. "Dad, remember the money I asked for?" He looked puzzled. Even better. "Yes." "It was for this." She dropped her dress, letting it fall in a pile at her feet. She heard daddy inhale sharply. Did he like her tiny, lacy white bra that showed her firm little breasts and nipples inside? Did he like her tight satin bikini panties? Did he like her lacy white garter belt and silky thigh-high stockings? Oh. Daddy liked them. She felt herself get damp.
A Tale of Seduction
(MF, Ff13, Mf13, Mom/Daut, Dad/Daut, Inc, consensual) (23k)
(date posted: Saturday, April 23, 2011)
I lay with my cheek resting on her soft, firm stomach, on my side, looking at my fingers as I played with the new growth of pubic hairs on the top of her mound; silky little hairs, a small bush celebrating pubescence at its most attractive stage. Slipping my finger up over her mountain of pleasure, well, my mountain of pleasure, I traced her cleft. Her clitoral hood was still enlarged, peeking out from her labia, and further down, wet, my semen still oozing out, a slow stream leaking down between her buttocks. As Abby combed her fingers through my hair, my mind drifted back. Could it have only been six months since this all started?
A Silence Broken
(Fm17, mom/son, inc, cons) (47k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 21, 2011)
I closed my eyes and pictured Mom's perfectly pear-shaped ass in my mind. God it was lovely. Until now, when I had admired her rear it had always been as an inanimate object. Somehow I always enjoyed the sight but never associated it with sexual feelings for Mom. It was like looking at a perfect piece of art; very subjective with no care for the artist. But now, with one arm around her and the feeling of her bottom firmly pressed to my crotch, there was absolutely no question I was thinking about sex, and a little of the artist, too.
It Was The Panties That Did It
(Mg6, intercourse, stroke) (15k)
(date posted: Friday, April 15, 2011)
It was the panties that did it. Zoe, running down the hall naked except for loose fitting little girl cotton panties, white with little yellow bumblebees all over them, and long black hair streaming behind her, giggling at being caught undressed by her daddy as she raced to her room. It was the panties that did it. They were pulled high and too loose to show details, but her bottom, oh, her tiny bottom; two rounded globes bouncing inside and pressing against the cotton, rhythmically moving up and down in counterpoint to each other.
(date posted: Wednesday, April 13, 2011)
Her hands slipped around my neck, pulling lightly to increase the pressure of our kiss. I watched her eyes pop open when she felt the tip of my tongue brush her lips. It was amazing to feel her lips against mine curl in a smile, then relax. I felt the tiniest touch of her tongue against my lips before hers curled in another smile, a little mischievousness flitting through her eyes. But when our tongues touched again, our eyes closed and we moaned in tandem. I felt myself falling into a deep chasm of sensuality unlike anything I had experienced before. The world was forgotten as I drowned in the eroticism of our kiss, as she played with me, caressing my tongue, backing off, tips touching delicately, then following me into my mouth. I now knew heaven existed. Heaven was called Ahe.
(date posted: Saturday, April 09, 2011)
On her side, curled, the feeling of Zeus, her much loved teddy bear, slipping from her embrace woke her. She opened her eyes wondering who was taking him. "Shhhh, keep your eyes closed or we can't play." With wonder in her little voice she asked "Zeus? Is that you?" "Uh huh." "You can talk?" "Only when your eyes are closed." She quickly squeezed her eyes shut, a smile spreading on her small red lips. Zeus can talk! As she felt Zeus climb over her side and jump onto the bed at her back, she felt the mattress dip, giggling in excitement, Zeus can move!
Providence, part 5: Sweet Wishes
(Mf13, Fm14, dad/daut, mother/son, inc) (32k)
(date posted: Wednesday, April 06, 2011)
"Daddy?" Sean looked at his daughter snuggled at his side. "Yes sweetheart." "Um. I have a wish." It was Wednesday. It had been four days since they had been together and he had begun to wonder if it would be the last time. So, when Amanda told him she had a wish, it was no surprise that his response was immediately visceral, a response in his groin. "What's your wish?" "Do you remember me telling you about when I was nine? You know, my birthday? Remember I told you about when you kissed me on the neck?" "Of course." How could he forget? "Um. When I used to, um, you know, um, play with myself, I always dreamed of you coming into my room at night and, um, making love to me. I'd like that dream." Now there's a magnificent dream, he thought and didn't hesitate to agree. "Sounds wonderful sweetheart. What night were you thinking about?"
(MF18, Mf15, 13, Mg 10, 7, 5, dad/daut, inc, nc, con, rape) (48k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 05, 2011)
My shaking hands touched the keyboard. Slowly, hesitantly, reluctantly, I started typing. "Ow." "Shhh, it'll stop hurting in a minute." My voice trembled as I looked down at her perfect fourteen year old ass... NO. NO. NO! The Blackness screamed. YONGER! START AGAIN! Beads of sweat started rolling down from my forehead, slipping down my temples and between my eyes. My hand swiped at the moisture. Resist, resist, resist. NOW! It yelled, START NOW! Shaky hands once again touched the keyboard, a nervous twitch tapping at the backspace key. I paused. Please! The Blackness swirled, strengthened, and grew, pressure, pressure pulsing. I closed my eyes and inhaled, a raspy breath, and started again. "Ow." "Shhh, it'll stop hurting in a minute." My voice trembled as I looked down at her perfect ten year old ass...
Providence, part 4: Sweet Discovery
(Mf, Fm, dad/daut, mother/son, inc) (00k)
(date posted: Tuesday, March 29, 2011)
As Amanda laid her head on her daddy's chest, she said a silent thank you to her mom. She never would have believed how successful her teasing seduction would be, a spike of arousal sent a flush of dampness between her legs as she replayed the feel of her daddy's hot semen spurting against the palm of her hand. She felt proud, proud she had turned her daddy on so much to cum that fast, and proud that he found her desirable, easing that niggling doubt that had lingered in the back of her mind.
Providence, part 3: Sweet Ecstasy
(Mf, Fm, dad/daut, mother/son, inc) (24k)
(date posted: Thursday, March 24, 2011)
"So I had a chat with Amanda today" Sara said as they lay side by side, bodies touching lightly. "And?" "It was a real eye-opener. She's much more mature than I gave her credit for. I told her about my childhood and how my sexuality developed and the role dad played in my fantasies. I thought it might be the right approach to opening her up. By the way she blushed, I think she might suffer from the same infliction." Sean felt a twinge of excitement as he asked "does she?"
Providence, part 2: Sweet Agony
(Mf, Fm, dad/daut, mother/son, inc) (24k)
(date posted: Thursday, March 17, 2011)
He watched his mother with admiring eyes, his love for his mother clouded by inquisitiveness, seeing beyond her status in his life as nurturer to the woman beneath, disassociating function from form. He enjoyed the subtle movement of her rear, tight jeans highlighting the soft curves of her hips and her pear-shaped, trim butt as she reached into the cupboard, her petite body, and thick red hair cascading halfway down her slim back. He daydreamed, what would her ass would look like in panties, or without panties? An erection formed as he wondered if she had a red bush, the thought not new and the result always the same. Quickly, he finished his cereal and, with her back to him, beat a hasty retreat, his goal the bathroom. He had an urgent need to deal with.
Providence, part 1: Dreams Conjoined
(Mf, dad/daut, inc, intercourse, first) (17k)
(date posted: Monday, March 14, 2011)
An unusual confluence of events occurred that night. The intense snow storm forced motorists to halt their journeys and seek shelter. A strange electrical energy in the air could almost be felt, writhing and pulsing with the wind. That night two weary travelers checked into the motel, late, in the dark. Only one room, a single, remained vacant. They thanked their stars that anything was available and gladly took it for the night. Exhausted, they changed and climbed into the one bed. Snow fell in waves driven by gusting winds, but the two weary travelers fell into an exhausted sleep, a deep sleep. As they slept the strange electrical energy strengthened. Had they been standing outside in the storm they would have felt the hairs on their arms stand up, yet it wasn't static that writhed through the night. It was something else, something strange. As their sleep deepened and they unconsciously cuddled closer for warmth their sleep entered the REM stage. He dreamed.
A Slippery Slope, part 7
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc) (10k)
(date posted: Sunday, March 06, 2011)
The first blush of morning light roused me from a deep, dreamless slumber. As consciousness returned I felt Katy cuddled up next to me, head resting in the on my shoulder with one arm draped across my chest. I was warm, comfortable and, with the exception of a full bladder, could have drifted off. Yet, something felt odd. I mentally explored myself trying to understand just what it was that seemed different. Ah hah! I didn't have a morning erection, a first in longer than I could remember. At least I didn't at first. I went from flaccid to erect to flaccid in record time as the memory of last night, sexual intercourse with Katy twice no less, heralded the instant return of an erection. It was immediately followed by shame, shame for what I had done; for the sexual frenzy that had taken control of me, taken me further than I had consciously planned. My erection wilted. Then fear struck me. Had I injured Katy in the heat of my unrestrained sexual fervour? Memories that should have been cherished, terrified. My erection vanished as I shrivelled from fear. I had to find out for my own sanity. God, what if I had damaged her? How would I explain it to her? To a doctor?
A Slippery Slope, part 6
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc) (12k)
(date posted: Tuesday, March 01, 2011)
I fall, hit the bottom and tumble headlong into the dark chasm of prepubescent intercourse.
A Slippery Slope, part 5
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 26, 2011)
My slide down this slippery slope continues with a stumble.
A Slippery Slope, part 4
(Mg8, dad/daut, inc) (09k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 24, 2011)
As I awoke on Saturday morning I could feel my morning erection pressed to the mattress, my hips involuntarily moving only slightly to provide stimulation to its crown. I could feel the warmth of Katy's body next to me.
A Slippery Slope, part 3
(Mg, dad/dau, inc) (06k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 22, 2011)
My slide down the path of incest continues. Realization of my real desires become clear to me.
A First Time For Me, part 2
(M/f, dad/dau, inc) (05k)
(date posted: Monday, February 21, 2011)
As morning arrived I slowly awoke from that dream state into the almost awake but not quite stage. I felt her snuggled into me spoon fashion, the warmth of her body against me. Without opening my eyes I let my senses explore. As she lay on her left side I could feel my left arm stretching out underneath her pillow. With a jolt, I realized my right arm was draped over her, my palm resting on her tiny half-lemon-sized breast. I could feel a soft nipple in the palm of my hand.
A Slippery Slope, part 2
(Mg, dad/dau, inc) (07k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 19, 2011)
While with her condition Katy had no idea of where my hand was, I sure did. My immediate reaction was purely physical; an instant erection. I couldn't help myself from gently squeezing her pussy and feeling the outline of her labia with my fingers.
A First Time For Me, part 1....
(M/f, dad/dau, inc) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 16, 2011)
Her amber eyes watched me as she stood with her back to the bed. A hint of a smile played at the edges of her sweet lips as her hands slowly slipped underneath the sides of her night shirt. A small, slow wiggle of her hips preceded the fall of her white, little girl panties from beneath her night shirt.
A Slippery Slope, part 1
(Mg, dad/dau, inc) (06k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 16, 2011)
"This is great, Dad" my eight-year old daughter Katy enthused as she propelled her wheelchair through the front door of our new ranch style home. I stopped at the door and watched Katy as she rolled herself into the living room. Seeing her smile and her enthusiasm brought a smile to my lips. It had been a hard three months since the accident with few periods of happiness.
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