The Breakfast Conversation

The Breakfast Conversation

by PaigeLynne

This story got its start based on a rumor about a gorgeous local television anchor a few years ago. A few weeks after the rumors started, she left the station and I never heard about her again. Needless to say, the names and characters here are fictional and they are all over the age of eighteen.

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"Mom, how much semen can a man produce in a day?" my daughter asked me out of the blue.

A fragment of a story that always gets me off

Hey gang,

Some things are better, less than three months until this school year is over. Some things are worse, the daily grind of food and laundry and cooking and tending to her. So it goes, as the Tralfamadorians said.

Here’s a fragment of a multi-part story I’ve enjoyed for a long time now. I just thought I’d throw something up to see how it goes.

Stay frosty,

Kara

The Neighborhood Chapter 03

Additional labels that the system wouldn't allow (over 200 characters) are mother/son, oral sex, police, tit fuck, and uncle/niece. I think this story has more than any other. Enjoy!

The Neighborhood Chapter 03

by fittucker87©

The Neighborhood: Family Vacation

As he sat on the back porch, having the third beer of the evening, Mark Jordan reflected that life didn't get much better than this. The nineteen year old college sophomore was home for the summer after having a solid first year as a pre-med student and he had so far enjoyed every second of his break.

The Neighborhood Chapter 02

The Neighborhood Chapter 02

by fittucker87

Chapter 2: Mark Gets a Job

Nineteen year old Mark Jordan slowly came up from the relaxing embrace of sleep and became aware of a warm, wet suction on his cock. Still fuzzy-headed from sleep, it took him a moment to process the sensation, but then he relaxed.

The Neighborhood Chapter 01

The Neighborhood Chapter 01

by fittucker87

As he leaned back against it, Mark Jordan's hands gripped the counter top rhythmically as he gazed down at the sight before him. With his shorts around his ankles, his best friends' mom paused to swirl her pink tongue over the pulsing head of his thick cock as it glided up between her breasts. Seeing the glazed expression on his face, the sexy brunette MILF smiled and wrapped her big jugs even tighter around his pole.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck my tits, Mark," she moaned as he slid back down the soft valley for another round trip.

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 04

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 04

by sex4every1

Off course we weren't so lucky with the seating arrangement on the flight home; we had three adjacent seats, practically in the middle of the plane. Luckily, mom had pretty much drained me for some time and besides, my mind was preoccupied with Lizzy, whom – I was ashamed to admit – I had largely forgotten about during the entire holiday. Due to the late departure time, it was time to go to sleep by the time the plane had finally taken off. With the whole plane completely darkened, except for some minor orientation lights, we all drifted off to sleep pretty quickly.

Mom Becomes A Cheating Slut Chapter 03

Mom Becomes A Cheating Slut Chapter 03

by sex4every1

We got back to the apartment, me with just a towel wrapped around me and mom naked as the day she was born. Luckily dad wasn’t back yet from his scouting tour as mom’s clothes were still on the living room floor where she had left them. As she came down her adrenaline-high from the torrid fucking she'd endured, mom did some soul-searching for the next hour. I followed her everywhere, even into the bathroom while she was taking a shower. Since there was no longer any embarrassment between us, I watched her take an extensive shower and rub herself down with scented oils afterwards. With just a towel wrapped around her wet hair, she looked at me – sitting on the edge of the bath tub watching her every move – and rubbed her hands together for about twenty seconds to get rid of the excess of oils. After looking into my eyes for several seconds, she whispered, "Come here," as she got down on her knees. I walked over to her and looked down at her as she fished my erection out of my boxers and guided it to her mouth; for the next several minutes, mom's sucking was the only sound in the bathroom. It was a slow and delicate blowjob which was clearly emotionally charged; the both of us had had all the nasty and wild sex we were going to have for that day. This wasn't just carnal desire, this was a passionate act. Anyway, she finished me off and swallowed the small amount of cum I could spare and kept kissing and licking my cock head until it was too small to handle.

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 02

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 02

by sex4every1

Part I: The Cab Ride

I kept on smiling all the way to the transit area, thinking that maybe this holiday wasn't going to be so bad after all! It took us a little over half an hour to get through customs and another fifteen minutes to get to conveyer belt A-3 which the screens indicated would be bringing our luggage in from the plane. Unfortunately there were already two more planes unloading their luggage in front of us, using the same conveyer belt and taking their sweet time in doing so. After standing amongst hundreds of other passengers for about ten minutes, mom was getting impatient; when our eyes met, she signaled me to meet up with her, away from the crowd.

Bosom Buddies Chapter 09

Bosom Buddies Chapter 09

by Kenneth Pierce

Feel free to repost this story anywhere you like--all I ask is that you please include a link to my email address so that I can receive reader feedback: k.pierceerotica@yahoo.com

I deflected Amy’s question with some joke about showing up “like a pimp” with all three of them on my arm. She’d laughed at that and dropped the subject, but I already knew it was going to be a problem. Sure, I had more than a month until prom—time enough to figure it out—but a nagging worry nevertheless crawled into the back of my mind, made itself comfortable, and refused to leave.

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 01

Mom Becomes a Cheating Slut Chapter 01

by sex4every1

Mom was 41 and a beautiful woman for her age, by any standards, with shoulder length black hair and a gorgeous frame. Her tits were large and a little saggy, but that just made them seem even bigger, even a tad obscene. I often jerked off thinking of them, comparing them in my mind to a cow's udders. Aside from my masturbatory fantasies, our family was as normal as the next family, I guess.

The Bra Salesman Chapter 07

The Bra Salesman Chapter 07

by bobrobertson

Chapter 7: The Confession

Ugh, I've been dreading this. All day long my hands have been clammy, my tongue has been dry, and my stomach feels like it ate several frozen burritos that may or may not have expired sitting in the tepid fridge of an off-highway convenience store that has old rusty gas pumps out front that you can't swipe a credit card on. And right now, I'd prefer eating those crappy burritos compared to what I'm about to do.

Mom's 5th Wheel Lovin

Mom's 5th Wheel Lovin

by klrxo

The Thompson's raced down the country back road, their Dodge Ram Quad-Cab pulling a 30 ft. 5th Wheel trailer behind it.

"Mom, Alec's being a dick back here," Claire complained from the backseat of the Dodge.

"Claire, please...watch the language," her Mom Kate scolded.

The Cure: Dose 02

The Cure: Dose 02

by justaweirdguy

I was spooned against my mother's back when I woke up a few hours later. Carol was gone, presumably, back to her own bed. I could feel my limp cock nestled against Mom's ass. She was breathing evenly, deeply asleep. I had one arm draped over her and she had it pulled snugly against her chest. Even though I was exhausted, the feel of my naked mother, completely relaxed in my arms, made my cock begin to stiffen.

French Exchange

My way of honoring what is currently going on in France.

French Exchange

by ilikeithot6308

I stood there in the hallway, staring at the door. The rest of the hall was empty, and I could hear my heart pounding as though it was trying to leap out of my chest. When I reached up to knock, my hand was shaking. The voice from within the room did nothing to ease my anxiety.

What Came Down Sara's Chimney

The 12 Days Before Christmas, Story 04

What Came Down Sara's Chimney

by mrjones502003

Santa slid down the chimney at 82 Parkside Lane at approximately 1:52 AM EST December 25th, and walked right into her trap.

White Christmas

The 12 Days Before Christmas, Story 01

White Christmas

by Chris3798

I followed Darcy down my apartment building's hallway, her hand tugging at mine as we walked, urging me to speed up. My eyes were glued to her gorgeous, gently swaying ass as she trotted along. She had on a formfitting coat that went down to her knees, and her legs were bare past that. She must have been wearing a skirt beneath the coat. She hadn't taken it off since we'd been together today.

Mom Considers Labiaplasty

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The Bra Salesman Chapter 05

The Bra Salesman Chapter 05

by bobrobertson©

Thanks to all who have written, commented, and voted. This took me a little longer than I thought to complete, since I decided to split the next story into two chapters (this and the next one). I hope it'll be worth the wait! :)

Chapter 5: Three's a Crowd

"Just hear me out, John. I promise I can make this work. You just need to..."

"Goddamnit, I said no!" Jesus Christ, Dave, you ought to be down on your fucking hands and knees in gratitude for ignoring my better judgment and agreeing to let you come back to Tasha's for another night and not throwing your sorry ass out of this whole scheme. But I swear if you keep asking me about that stupid fucking duffel bag you're carrying, I'm going to rip it from your hairy-knuckled hands and knock you across your head in with it.

The Bra Salesman Chapter 02

The Bra Salesman Chapter 02

by bobrobertson©

Part 2: The Importance of Exercise

I cannot tell you how glad I am to get out of work today. I had to sit through two moronically pointless meetings today, and now I'm that much farther behind in what I have to get done even after putting in an extra hour today. All I need at this moment is to find a seat at the bar of my favorite drinking hole and get a scotch before heading home.

I am so drained, and not just from work. I broke up with my girlfriend last week, and I'm starting to reach that point where I'm second-guessing myself, wondering if maybe I'm a fucking idiot for dumping her. She wasn't the problem, it was me. I know people say that even when they think the other person was a total psychopath and it was totally their fault, but that's not what I mean. I was the problem. I mean, sure, we had been fighting some lately, but that's not why I finally ended it.

The Office Team-Building Day Chapter 12

The Office Team-Building Day Chapter 12

by thewhitestripe©

It was another typical afternoon at the office. I was sitting at the table in the break room drinking coffee with the busty receptionist Natalie. Things had been very busy at work over the past couple weeks, and I had not had much time for socialising at work. As Nat recounted a story from the previous day, I stared at the enormous swells of her tits under her pink work dress, feeling a familiar sexual urge.

"Hello? Are you even listening to me?" she asked, suddenly.

"What? Oh... sorry, Nat. I zoned out for a minute there. What were you saying?"

"Sure, 'zoned out'. More like zoned in on my tits," she teased, pretending to be annoyed, but obviously pleased with the effect her large assets had on me.