Author’s Note: Originally Posted to AdultFanfiction.net, then posted to Hentai-foundry.com, now it’s made its way here. By popular request… SWMS the Series! Read and Review! Okay, so down to the nitty gritty of the note, my disclaimer. This is a work of pure fiction. The persons are fictitious, the situations are nothing more than fap material. In all this is fake. THIS IS NOT REAL. This is Fiction. I DO NOT HAVE A LITTLE SISTER NAMED HEATHER. MY MOTHER WAS NOT NATALIE. HELL, GIVEN MY UPBRINGING, I WOULD’VE KILLED TO HAVE THIS FAMILY. That being said, this work was originally written back in 2007 – 2010, in fact, it was in adult fan fiction with over 100 reviews telling my roommate who was in to cub porn to go fuck himself when he said incest was nasty. No, I’m not kidding. That’s how popular we got… When AFF told me I’d have to add disclaimers that made me a b it uneasy to my stories, I pulled everything until I found Hentai Foundry. Recently Their TOS had everyone pull any story or picture that may contain anyone that even looked under 18. Hence why my stories are here now. Okay, so let’s quickly cover why I’m going so slowly. I’m pulling this from a PDF format backup, meaning I have to properly format it for this website. Book 1 Chapter 6 Mom made sure that not only Heather got on birth control, but she had Jessi’s mom get Jessi on it too. For the next two weeks I had sex with Heather on a regular basis. But one night, after a particular sexy dream I woke up with a full …
The Stories of Laura, Part 2, Getting to know her
I had mixed emotions on the drive home after meeting the author of so many intimate stories that was, in part, based upon myself and my sensuality. Here I am, married, and I'm having active fantasies about an older man who is turning me into jelly. Who I let touch me so intimately just a few short minutes ago. Who I want to release the whirlwind of sexual appetite that I have. Somehow I arrive home without incident or accident, unless you count the drenched panties I have on. Taking a few moments to collect myself I enter my humble abode and a return of my daily life. But instead, I rush to my computer and check for an e-mail I'm hoping is there. And it is. It read: "Hi, I hope you made it home okay and thank you so much for meeting today. I hope the liberties I've taken was okay. You seemed to show interest in being led overall and with stories in topics like this and would love to show you how a sensual massage would really make you feel sexy, especially if I were to verbally tell you a story at the same time. And, as I have shared before, I would just enjoy hoping you realize your sensual self as I can. When you have a moment just let me know what path you'd like the next story or another piece of information to base a story on and I'll write up something lickety-split." I couldn't think at the moment and really needed to digest everything. It took about a week before I responded, "I'd like you to write about our next meeting. How would it go and what would happen." …
What Mom Doesnt Know Will Fuck Her
What Mommy Doesn’t Know Will Fuck Her NOTE 1: A special thanks goes to Estragon for his copy editing work! What Mommy Doesn’t Know Will Fuck Her Until I read stories on Literotica, I had no idea how many sons had fantasies…or sometimes realities…of having sex with their Mother. I mean, it is not really a conversation one has with their buddies. Imagine this: "Dude, you know who I would really like to fuck?" "Anyone who moves, I imagine." "True. But do you know who my most constant late night focus of my daily stroke-fest sessions?" "Beth, the head cheerleader?" "She's in the top five, no doubt." "Well, who would be number one then?" "Promise you won't judge?" "No." "Seriously, this is really embarrassing." "Fine, I promise not to ridicule you too bad." "My Mom." "That's not so bad. I was expecting Big Bertha or Old Woman Burgess. First, your Mom is ridiculously hot and second I have stroked about my Mom many times." "You have?" "Of course, and my Mom is nowhere as hot as your Mom." "So it doesn't make me a freak?" "Oh it makes you a freak all right. A perverted little freak. But hey, at our age, every guy is a perverted little freak. Christ, even Hamlet supposedly had a thing with his Mother." …… Anyway, the point is simple. The older I got the more obsessed I became with the thought of sleeping with my Mother. My fantasies shifted from cheerleaders and hot blondes to my forty-three year old blue-eyed, chestnut-brown-haired Mother. She didn't help any either. She was …
Episode 44 – Jenny Fucks on the Plane
Hi I'm Jenny Cumslut's journal. Jenny loves to see her name in print, in the sluttiest stories imaginable. I live under Jenny's pillow, and she writes in me most nights describing her filthy thoughts. She just adores sex. Sex with men, sex with women, sex with an1mals. Her cunt is constantly driving her behaviour. Jenny's latest entry is all about a trip to the Lake District in England to visit the Experimental Breeding Farm, and have sex with Sam, Amy, Lucy, Scarlet and the lovely young colt with the 42 cm cock she saw on Facetime.Farm Visit Jenny couldn’t wait to visit the Lake District farm; Sam calmed down her impatience with weekly video chats in the nude and a regular supply of emailed photographs. Jenny printed these off and stuck them into the journal like a porno scrapbook. Jenny demanded regular photographs of the colt, as he was growing so fast. The tip of his magnificent cock nearly touched the ground, when it wasn't being massaged by Sam. Most nights Jenny dreams of that cock – so thick it stretches her cunt beyond belief. Jenny can feel every bulging vein deep in her stomach, the colt crouched over her, slamming that magnificent cock into her, pulling back for a moment to tease her, then pounding back in. Jenny’s thighs quiver on every thrust, her cunt a mess of natural lubricant, her tits buried in the rough straw bale she is resting on. One last impaling and Colt rears up, ejaculating madly, filling Jenny’s cunt to overflowing with his red-hot sticky horse …