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When I was in high school, my best friend had a mom that every one of my friends drooled over. She was in her late 30s and was very attractive. She had blonde hair blue eyes and a huge set of tits. I had gone through her underwear drawer one time to find out that they were a D-cup. Most moms get heavy at this age but not her. She was never married and had no excuse to lie around and get fat. Being a doctor she kept very busy and ate very healthy. She raised Mike and his younger sister very successfully with the help of her parents.
I was walking home one night, when I started to think about my life. I work as a secretary at Briggs and Jefferson Law Corporation. It sounds great on paper, but in reality my job is to sit there looking pretty. Now, some women are very modest, and I guess I am too, but Ive had too many people tell me Im beautiful to try and hide it. Im 55, with long blond hair and breasts the size and shape of small grapefruits. To be honest, Ive never liked them, but Ive received enough complements to persuade me to keep them. I have light brown eyes with flecks of green and gold. I personally think that my eyes are my best feature, framed by soft gold lashes sitting above a small nose and a sweet smile.
I whistled with cheerful excitement as I drove down the quiet, suburban road towards the home of my sister. Married with three kids, my sister Melanie had a nice, white-collar existence in a respectable home, though her and her husband were not quite as respectable as they seemed!
We lived in a small flats with a small room shared by 3 siblings and my parents.They slept in the hall and us kids in the room but there is only that much privacy for all.Whenn i was 16,i was in the morning session school and there would be no one at home when i come back except my mom.I would always after my shower and lunch get inside the room and masturbate.I sometimes jerk till theres no sperm,thats how horny i am.Usually i would read sex books or i would fantasise about women i know and wish to fuck.One day as i was showering i noticed my moms worned panties in the wash basket,i took and started to jerk over it,wrapped around my cock.The smooth feel of the material made me cum fast.I left it at the basket all soiled with my sperm.All this were prelude to my mom having sex with me.At times when i go into the room i can see that she[my mom]would be around the backyard where i can see her shadows thru the fogged windows.My mom is very highly sexed woman and she is not shy.I have seen her pee,she just left the toilet door wide open when did her peeing,and i saw her pussy and the pee shooting out from her pussy.She also saw me looking at her.
My Pops in the oil business, so hes often away from
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When I got home late Saturday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I said to her Geez, Mom Im 25 years old now, you dont have to wait up for me.
“Crap” I thought to myself. Any chance I had to make love to my sister just fluttered away on the gale that the little bundle of energy brought along with her. She was the youngest of the three, and also the most trouble. She was always in motion, all smiles and blond pigtails. We had went camping earlier that summer at Sunrise Bridge state park. I had spent a bit of time swimming with the girls, I got singled out to watch them play on the rope swing that flung you out into the river. I thought back, the two older girls had worn a 1 piece suit. Michelle was a stocky chubby little thing. Even at this young age, the baby fat gave her curves in the right places. The bikini that she wore cupped her budding breasts, her belly pouched over her bottoms ever so slightly, highlighting the gentle lump of her chubby girl pussy mound, the tightness of the panties betrayed the shadow of her hairless vertical slit when she turned just so.
Made my aunt who was alone and hungry for sex..my woman…by making her feel like a bitch who wants to be fucked but will beg for it.
I woke up the next morning having barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was my mom and the horrible things she had done to me. I wiped a tear from my face. I just couldnt understand why she would do that to me. She was my mother she was supposed to love me. However, what I saw from her last night was not love. I left my room and quickly went to the bathroom to wash the tears from my face.
ou know how as a young boy growing up you usually learned about sex through the internet, porn, etc…. I was not so fortunate growing up. My only way of releasing was with my hand and to my own thoughts. My parents were strictly religious and polygamists at that so as you could imagine I had an interesting childhood. My father was about 57 at this time when I was 18. I was the oldest boy with two older sisters, and I had 4 younger sisters and 2 younger brothers.
Before six months,I came from hostel to my home.i m a engineering student so I m the first engineering student in my whole family so everyone love me.when I came from hostel every cousins call me his house .but I gone only those , whos I love or I feel this is my family .
My moms name is Sally. I had gone off to college and returned home afterwards and planned on being there for a short time thinking I would get a good paying job and move out. Sally is my mom, around fifty years of age. Very normal woman, not ugly or hot not skinny or fat. Sally very rarely cusses and goes to church every Sunday. My dad is normal too. I had never been sexually attracted to Sally. We get along well and we can talk to each other about anything. Also my parents have never been worried about being naked around each other so I have seen my parents naked alot and they have seen me also.
A mid-afternoon soap opera droned unnoticed in front of the living room couch in her small, pretty suburban home. Nancy Johnson, a petite, big-tit divorcee with a girlishly young face and short, brown hair, sat with her round little ass pushed to the edge of the couch and her knees hiked up high in the air. All she wore was a t-shirt and a light, flower-print mini-skirt. The skirt bunched around her slender waist, exposing her naked cunt.
My father and I had a good bonding, not very close but we were there for each other when it was necessary.
Ricks mother Helen called and said she was coming to visit for a few days. She has been single since Ricks dad ran of with another woman 5 years ago. She arrived Friday morning while Rick was at work. Helen is 44 years old with big breast and a plump ass. She still takes good care of herself, she has long pretty brown hair and deep blue eyes.
Colin and Stella had started raising a family when they were young. Theyd known each other since they were knee-high and knew they wanted to be with each other as soon as they were old enough to understand the concept of love. Their early marriage was not, however, entirely voluntary as theyd had to escape from their families to truly be together.
Emily and I had been best buds for the 20 years that it had taken me to get from the tender age of 25 to the ripe old age of 29. She’d seen me through a long succession of shitty relationships and I’d seen her through an even shittier marriage. Gordon the Goofhead was long gone but the fruit of their union was still around and about to finish up high school.
Now to coming to the story, which is a true story I hope you all will enjoy it. My husband died 10 years back in an accident leaving behind me and my only my son Jaydeep who was a 10 year old then. My husband’s family did not like me because ours was a inter caste love marriage. My husband married me against the wishes of his family and his family members virtually threw me out of their house and family. We are basically from Bangalore.
A week before,I saw amazing changes in mom and dads behaviour so I looked any time .dad was talking romantic with mom.when they both at home,they behave like different.mom was taking care of dad and dad taking care of mom.i was thinking,how they behave like this.so I looked both any time.
In the early seventies, I was taking some time off from
Someone was watching me. It was my 18 year old step-brother Ethan. He was standing right outside my door, peeking in though the almost imperceptible gap where the door handle was too small for the hole it was in. It was a defect born of my dads determination to fix the old handle and buying too small a replacement.
Gail was a mom in her early 30’s, her husband Ralph worked in a warehouse as an assistant manager. He was constantly working the late shift. They lived in a two-bedroom condo but were constantly talking about buying a home.