Family

The idea of seeing his sister excited Justin. She was cute, blonde with blue eyes and a cute smile. She had already made love, and he always wondered what it would be to look at her. He had seen her naked a few times, and quickly retired after each time. Scott and he were virgins, but it seemed Scotty was going to get his first. All the girls loved Scott. He had brown hair and eyes and was a cross between Scott Baio and the Karate Kid. [Read More]

“I feel a little strange about how he massages me…” Kay, the mother, was preparing for her bath, quietly speaking with her husband Jim. He was behind her and she was undressed. He ran his fingers in his naked back. He had showered and now waited for him to swim and then join him for an adult sexy scene in the room. They stood outside the bathroom where the water drew in the bath and where, soon, she called her son Sammy to enter and wash her back, then move into her breast and slowly wash each breast, massage them so that she would become wet and hot, eager to fuck with Jim. [Read More]

I know a guy isn’t supposed to think of his sister as a woman, much less kissing, but how many guys come home to find their sisters on the four, blowing a guy while another fuck her from behind? Leslie is a younger year than I, so, just nineteen, and she has, frankly, a fantastic, fucking body. I mean, she’s got big breasts, long legs prefected, and a ass that all the guys in our high school had waited. [Read More]

I spent a lot of time when I was taking the shower. I know my mom and sister knew what I was doing in there, but nobody ever told me. I was a great boy well built with a high sex drive at a very early age and an 8" dick I played with 5-6 times a day. My mother, younger sister (14 more months) & I all lived in a small house in the mountains of Santa Monica. [Read More]

It was a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. I spent the morning and early afternoon at a development meeting. A dozen people throwing ideas for a new sitcom - some of them good. I was in favor of an old friend. The meeting had lasted five hours and nothing had been done. I had a headache. I entered the house without waiting. Sometimes you come home knowing who’s there and what they’re probably doing - watching TV, surfing the net, sleeping, whatever. [Read More]