My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and I am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and he has started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son....
“Damn, Terry.” Megan gasped, “It looks swollen. Have you been jacking off all day?” “No.” I answered, watching my sister gently touch my limp penis, “I’ve been hard since last night when I blew all over you.” “I told you, it’s okay to masturbate. Fuck, ha...
Alex had followed his mother through the hiking trail all day long. Admiring not just the sights of nature, the seemingly endless trees that surrounded them, but also the curve and jiggle of her plump derriere accentuated by her crimson red, scrunch-butt...
My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son. I made s...
My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and I am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married, and he has started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son...
It had been about two months since Dad left with his new girlfriend to start their new life, which didn't include me. His new girlfriend was pregnant, and she was concerned that my presence in his life would divide his attention from the new baby. During...
My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and I am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and he has started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son....
My name is Carol. I am currently fifty years old and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades, I have been a loving mother to my son. I made s...
My name is Carol. I am currently 50 years old, and am entering a new phase of life. My son has recently married, and started his own life. His wife is now there to support him. But for the past few decades I have been a loving mother to my son. I made sur...
My heart thrummed with quiet excitement. Tanya's bedroom smelled amazing. It carried her scent and the perfume she wore daily. Her bed felt so soft and bouncy, and mad thoughts coursed through my mind. I wondered if we were going to take it to the next le...
Camilla's regular lingerie drawer didn't have the quality to match the spiciness of what she was looking for, so she resorted to digging through the closet to retrieve her hidden box for something more fitting. The box was full of her naughtier lingerie a...
Friday night, the time when most people were hanging out with their friends and having fun but not me, I was seventeen, a hermit more introverted than a rock hidden in a cave. It sucked for the most part but it did have its perks as a mama's boy. I found...
Angie Prescott glanced in the rearview mirror as she drove her minivan along the interstate toward her hometown. She smiled to see her seventeen-year-old son Zach sleeping on the bench seat where, not half an hour ago, she and he had fucked. Zac, in many...
I hurried down the school hallway, caught between checking out the girls and avoiding my friends so that I wouldn't waste time. The text I had received earlier had me eager to get home. I couldn't get the words out of my head. I need those long strokes ke...
The following week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace. I was constantly consumed by thoughts of Saturday nights, both past and future, including what had already happened and what was to come. I had formerly told Mom that I wanted to be on top next Sa...
