CONTINUATION: HIS DAUGHTER'S TITS~Four months later Kelly came to visit her father a week before Christmas.He took her out to eat and asked about Scott, but she seemed reluctant to talk about her relationship.After lunch they went shopping and then she helped him decorate his Christmas tree before they settled in front of the television to watch a movie.They snuggled together with a fire in the fireplace, and without thinking he softly stroked her hair, lulling both of them into a comfortable and peaceful state of relaxation.He'd seen the movie several times, so Robert closed his eyes and breathed in the smell of Kelly's perfume, loving the heat of her body against his.As he relaxed, he felt himself start to doze off, and he didn't fight it, comfortable in his isolated cabin with his favorite person in the whole world.He slowly became aware of a heavy throbbing between his legs and recognized it as the usual sleep hard-on that so many men get. He enjoyed the feeling for severa
CONTINUATION: HIS DAUGHTER'S TÎTS ~In the morning she had coffee going when he came out of his room, embarrassed and quiet as she grinned at him."Good morning Daddy," she said."Morning," he said."Don't say a word Dad," she said, handing him a cup of coffee. "Last night was a one-time thing. I didn't plan it, but it didn't hurt either of us. You enjoyed it and I wanted to prove something to myself. Sort of breaking a spell so to speak. I hope you don't feel too used.""I'll live," Robert said carefully. "But are you alright? Is there anything about you that I need to know? About you and Scott?""I'll tell you someday I promise," she said, coming over to kiss his cheek. "In the meantime, let's eat and enjoy the day."They spent the day together, avoiding personal conversation as they hiked around the property, watched some deer through binoculars, and had an early dinner before Kelly headed back to the city.Once again before going to bed Robert found his daughters bra in his bed,
Continuation: His daughter's tîts "I sort of guessed something was up," he said quietly."Are you mad at me?" she asked. "Do you think I'm a horrible person?""Not at all," he said. "It was unexpected, and probably pretty weird, but it didn't hurt anything. As long as you're not upset about it.""I liked it," she said. "I needed it, I think. It helped me organize my thoughts.""It did the opposite to me," he laughed. "It sort of made it hard to think about anything else.""It wasn't sort of hard," she teased. "It was really fucking hard."As she said that she moved her hand and touched the front of his pants, pressing her fingers against his erection."Just like now," she whispered with a grin."I'm sorry honey," he said. "I should have been more careful.""Don't be sorry," she said. "It's sort of flattering. Besides I like it.""You don't think it's wrong?" he asked softly.She traced her fingers over the shape of his cock, loving how hard he was just from being near her."It's not
Continuation: His daughter's titsShe realized that her teasing him about being a tît man had been correct, and she felt his balls bouncing against her stomach as he f*cked her t*ts.He leaned down and kissed her again, and she grabbed his c*ck and squeezed."Where do you want to c*m, Daddy?" she whispered."How do you want it?" he groaned."Kiss me while you c*m inside me," she said.She spread her legs and he moved between them, sliding into her again as she wrapped her legs around him."I'm close," he whispered."Do it," she begged. "Fill me up."He started to f*ck her harder than he had before, and she moved beneath him as her c*nt took thrust after thrust of his hard prick, until he groaned and she felt his arms tense up.He kissed her then, and she felt his c*ck lurch as a sudden heat spread through her hole, his orgasm pulsing into her as she screamed against his mouth, her belly flipping with pleasure as her own father pumped her full of his cum.~A few hours later he stirred
"Let’s go, Alex! We’ll hit traffic if we leave much later," my mom yelled."I’m coming!" I snapped back. "I don’t know why we always have to leave so early," I muttered under my breath."Watch your tone, young man," my father said. His voice was firm but not yet angry—a clear warning. I knew I was on thin ice. If he had caught the "damn" in my earlier grumble, it would have been an entirely different conversation.My father demanded absolute respect from his children toward all adults."Yes, sir," I mumbled, grabbing my bag and heading down the stairs.I was halfway through my freshman year of college and no longer the lanky high school boy I’d been last year. I’d always been in good shape, having started competing in triathlons when I was ten. I was even training for an Ironman next spring. But like most endurance athletes, I had always been slim with little muscle definition.My roommate at State, however, was a bodybuilder. We struck up a great friendship: I helped him improve his
Continuation: My Christmas wish (2)"You are looking all grown up, Alex. It looks like you have been working out."My head was spinning, but I needed to talk. I needed to say something or everyone would see through me, see that I wanted my Aunt right there."Ah, yea. My roommate has been helping me learn the ropes of the gym.""You look good, keep it up." She squeezed my hand and moved away.I surveyed the room. Had anyone just seen that conversation? Did everyone see the bulging erection in my jeans? As I completed my scan, I was relieved to see everyone was deep in their own conversations. I turned and walked into the kitchen to put my plate in trash.I returned to the living room and found a seat on the floor next to Katie, a pretty good seat as it turned out. I could see Aunt Clair and if she had on a skirt, from this angle I would be able to see so much leg, but to my disappointment she was in jeans.I heard the clock strike 11. I loved to hear that old grandfather clock tick aw
CONTINUATION: MY CHRISTMAS WISH"I'm a virgin; I've never been past 2nd base." I said slightly louder, but with even less conviction. "What's 2nd base?" "Ah, ah, um, we made out. Kissed and she gave me a hand job. I got to rub her tits and pussy." Again, as soon as the words left my mouth I regretted them. 'Tits and pussy', such a high school thing to say. "Relax sweetie, we are going to change all that tonight." Suddenly, a hallway light came on. We both held our breath as footsteps began to move towards us. "I'll jump in the shower; you head back to your room." Clair whispered in a commanding voice. As I started to leave the bathroom, she touched my arm, "We will finish this later Alex." I thought my cock would explode right then. This woman, so sexy it hurt to look at her, promising me we would finish what we just started. I walked out into the hallway to see my father headed towards me. He was dressed in boxers. "Trouble sleeping?" Dad asked in a hushed voice. "Huh?" I
(This story contains themes of forced sex and domination. Do not read if you may find this triggering.)The pub was already crowded when they arrived. Helen found a table in one corner, as far from the band as possible; bands were notoriously loud here.She scanned the room. It was brimming with hot blokes, and she remembered the local rugby match that afternoon, so the pub was full of the players.She grinned. Rugby was her favourite spectator sport because the men looked incredibly fit and muscular. She had had many vivid fantasies about them.Suddenly, she was glad Kim had insisted on coming. Tonight, she vowed she'd get laid by one of them. After Ken had deflowered her and then refused to fuck her again, she'd had little opportunity for sex, thanks to exams and such, so Ken was still the only man she'd slept with. Helen was desperate.She scanned the room again, picking out a group of four good-looking lads. She looked for Kim, not wanting to abandon the shy girl amidst this preda
Lily fucks the sperm donor (4)“Of course,” he said, sitting next to her on the bed. “What’s up?”Lily took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. “You remember how we talked about alternative options? Well... Janine and I discussed something that might help us.”David’s expression shifted, a mix of curiosity and apprehension flashing across his face. “What do you mean? Did you find another doctor?”“No, it’s not about a doctor,” she began, trying to gauge his reaction. “It’s about a donor.”“A donor?” he echoed, his voice edged with confusion. “What do you mean?”“Janine has a friend,” she explained carefully, pulling her phone back into her lap and scrolling to the photos. “His name is Andrew. He’s successful, healthy, and... well, he’s quite attractive.”Lily hesitated, watching David’s brow furrow deeper as she pulled up the pictures. “He’s a stockbroker, and I thought you might want to see for yourself.”She held her phone out to him, and David took it, his eyes scannin
Lily fucks the sperm donor (3)Lily and Janine had been inseparable since college. Freshman roommates in a cramped dorm, they’d stuck together through everything—bad breakups, late-night study sessions, and all the little triumphs that had shaped them into the women they were now.But even with their bond, they had always been different. Lily was the planner, the one who needed life to follow a clear, logical path. The career, the house, the husband. And then, the family. It was how things were supposed to go.Janine, on the other hand, had never lived by a blueprint. She built a solid career but thrived on unpredictability. Spontaneous trips, dating with no expectations, living on her own terms. It was thrilling most of the time. But in the quiet moments, when she lay in bed alone with nothing but her thoughts, she wondered what it would feel like to have something steady. A home. A partner. Not just passion, but permanence. She’d never say it out loud, but a part of her envied Lily’
Lily fucks the sperm donor (2)Lily’s mind raced as she tried to process what Dr. Simons was saying. Choosing a donor in a setting that felt safe, without the crushing expense of IVF, sounded almost like a relief. But it came with its own complications and uncertainties.Dr. Simons seemed to sense their hesitation. "This isn’t an easy suggestion, and I only bring it up because I want you to know all of your options. You wouldn’t be the first couple to consider it, and I can oversee the process—medically, emotionally, even with counseling if needed. But it’s a deeply personal choice, and I want you both to be completely comfortable, whatever you decide."Lily turned to David, searching his face for any sign of what he was feeling. His jaw was tight, his gaze fixed on the floor as he absorbed the weight of the suggestion.“We’d… need time to think,” David finally said, his voice low. “This isn’t something we ever expected to face.”“Of course,” Dr. Simons replied gently. “I’m here for a
Lily and David had been trying for a baby for over a year, and each month that passed without a positive test felt like another question mark hanging over them. They had finally decided to see a specialist, hoping for clarity—hoping that maybe it was just a simple issue of timing.When they arrived at Dr. Simons’ office, the waiting room was bright and serene, but both of them sat in silence, trying to steady their nerves. David, always the optimist, broke the silence first, giving Lily’s hand a squeeze.“Maybe we’re just overthinking this,” he said. “People go years without getting it right, then—boom—pregnant.”Lily forced a smile, though inside, she felt the weight of her fears. What if it wasn’t that simple?Soon, Dr. Simons, a kind-eyed woman with a warm smile, stepped into the waiting room and called them back. In her office, she gestured for them to sit, settling in across from them with a comforting, steady presence.“I know this process can feel overwhelming,” she began, “but
A crazy game of truth or dare (22)Ryan laughed. "It's too late to be shy, Love. I watched the whole thing from up there.' He said. Emma looked up and saw the walls of the cubicle weren't that high. He could easily watch by standing on the toilet, which is exactly what he'd done after he'd followed them from the bar and snuck in afterwards.'Ryan, I'm leaving now, could you please leave so I can get dressed?''Nah, I'm not done with you yet, put it in your mouth!'. As he locked the door and dropped his trousers, and his cock sprang out. She looked up at him, and realized that his muscular frame looked even bigger from where she was.There was no escape.She was locked in a cubicle with a man twice her size between her and the door. There was no use in screaming for help having deliberately picked a bathroom away from everyone.Looking at his cock bouncing Infront of her, she took him into her mouth.'Yeah that's it you fucking slut, you like sucking cock don't you?'Not wanting to
A crazy game of truth or dare (21)"You always look like a slut, Emma—with your big hair and your fake tits. You dress like a slut. Does Sarah dress like you? No. She dresses like a good wife. That’s why she’s at home right now, being a good wife."Emma didn't think she dressed slutty. She always tried to look nice, so she’d never go without heels or boots. She was happy with her body—not in a cocky way, just content with how she looked. She had a nice wardrobe full of clothes she felt good in. She didn’t think that made her a slut."And as for what you and Jason do, well, I’m making my own stories with you now, aren’t I?" Rob laughed, gripping her hair and yanking her head back."Open your mouth, slut."Emma obeyed as he held her tightly in his grip, then spit into her open mouth."You’re a fucking wank fantasy, Emma. Nothing more. I have no emotions in this. So if it becomes too much hassle or hard work? If it gets boring? I’ll move on to someone else. And rest assured, the moment
A crazy game of truth or dare (20)“That’s it, mate. Don’t be shy—push them together.”Rob snapped a few pictures while Neil stood watching, cursing the fact that he wasn’t the best man.“Hang on, try this…” Rob stepped forward and undid the top two buttons of Emma’s blouse, exposing more of her bra. “That’s better. Yeah, push them together.”Ryan readjusted his hands, now fully cupping her breasts, his fingers pressing against a mix of lace and warm skin.“Is this okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?” he murmured into Emma’s ear, inhaling the soft scent of her perfume.“No, it’s… erm, it’s fine,” she mumbled, just wanting to get this over with.“Yeah, that’s good. Give me a naughty smile, Emma.”She forced a small grin, and Rob clicked a few more pictures.“There you go, mate. That one’s done.”Ryan reluctantly let go of Emma and stepped back, taking his phone and the completed dare card from Rob, all while trying to hide the growing problem in his jeans.Emma buttoned up her blouse whil
A crazy game of truth or dare (19)"I'm, erm… just going to have a cigarette," Emma said with a small smile, addressing the group around her. She wasn’t a regular smoker—only when drinking or under heavy stress—but tonight, she had bought a pack on the way to the hotel, knowing it would give her an easy excuse to slip away from situations like this.She spotted the "Smokers Area" sign and made her way down the corridor toward the exit, relieved to be alone for a moment. But as she reached the door, she became aware of footsteps behind her. When she turned slightly, two men from the group—ones she hadn't interacted with much—were right behind her. They both smiled, following her outside.The smoking area was small, consisting of just two tables with metal chairs and a couple of outdoor heaters glowing faintly in the evening chill. Emma moved to the farthest corner and lit her cigarette, hoping for a few moments of solitude. That, of course, didn’t happen. The two men joined her almost
A crazy game of truth or dare (18)Emma looked back in the mirror, seeing a strand of cum running from the side of her mouth to her chin. Wiping it with her finger, she instinctively licked it off, then realized she had just voluntarily put Rob's cum in her mouth—and he wasn't even in the room! For the third time tonight, she touched up her makeup, and soon, the pair headed out."What if someone we know sees us?" she asked as they walked to the elevator, his hand on her ass."Unlikely, but if they do, we’ve got two options. If they only know one of us, then we say we're out at a friend's birthday party, and it's fancy dress, but I didn't get the memo. If it's someone we both know, then we'll have to judge it accordingly—but similar story."Emma knew Rob had just as much to lose as she did, so she trusted him to come up with a convincing story if the need arose."Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you…" Rob started as they waited for the elevator. "…Tonight is dare night. Anything—and I mean an