Incest--Revenge Fucking

I say ass, you say arse... let's call the whole thing an excellent idea! This is written in a mix of American and UK English, depending on who is speaking or thinking at the time. - Emily's supervisor told the crew about the new guy who would join their lab in London the next week. "Sandy's lab in Boston has been having problems getting our PCR primers to work, so they're sending us one of their students for a month." The chosen student was Bradley. He'd been recently dumped by his girlfriend, so was delighted to head to the other side of the Atlantic, far far away from her. It was sad, but he'd known from the off they hadn't had enough in common for it to last. Perhaps he could have a brief fling with an English girl? He'd love to hear one of those sexy accents in bed. Or a one-night-stand, at least. He was embarrassed to admit it, even to himself, but he couldn't prevent the thought coming back again and again: a girl who was up for a o...

When Lian materialized in a huge, palatial chamber, like the lord's bedroom in a medieval castle, she just sighed. Of course this would happen. Once again, Akemi had led them into trouble. They'd rushed into a situation they didn't have a handle on, all so that their glorious leader could save her dreary boyfriend. Now, they were all separated and trapped at the mercy of a bunch of different demons. What kind of leadership was that? Lian was so frustrated. Why did it have to be Akemi? Lian knew Akemi was chosen by the stars, but maybe the stars made some really bad choices sometimes. Akemi was a friend, Lian supposed - but clearly, she wasn't quite up to the job. Not for the first time, Lian thought to herself that she should have been the chosen one, not Akemi. 'Yes,' came the husky, decidedly-feminine voice. 'It should have been you, Lian Shi.' Lian wheeled around, brandishing the sword of starlight that formed in her hand in response to her thoughts...

This is the second part of my story. I have tried to capture my thoughts as they happened. Where I can't remember exactly I've been creative, but always as true as possible to my recollections of the events that happened to me. Chapter 2 Mamasan had told me sternly to look after my second customer who sounded German; give him good boom boom as she put it. I was very anxious not to displease her and had done my best to follow her orders. I had received several slaps already, and overheard the other girls warning each other not to get her angry. She could be very severe. Fortunately, he seemed to find my body satisfying. I still felt shell-shocked by my new situation. I was accustomed to being wooed and treated with respect. My past boyfriends and now my husband, always took time with foreplay being considerate of my pleasure. Although I didn't always reach orgasm with my husband, I enjoyed the experience of sex. Sometimes though lying next to him, I brought myself to clima...

I was very unhappy about the turn my life had taken. First my parents had died of COVID back in January, just a few months before the vaccine would have been available. Then my wife got killed by a drunk driver yesterday. I went from having a small but tight-knit family to having nobody, in a ten-week span. Fuck this. Time to end it all. I walked out to the woods and headed for the cave. Nobody ever used the cave, so I wouldn't be found for a long time. I stepped just into the entranceway. I drew my knife and put it against my wrist. "And just what are you doing?" I looked around and saw a petite woman. Her face had a few wrinkle lines, so she had to be at least 30, but the rest of her was very well maintained. Me, not so much: at 33 I looked like someone in their 40's. I could see just how well maintained she was, because she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. Her black hair was straight and short. She was maybe five feet tall, if that, and quite thin. Sli...

I slowly drifted awake. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this relaxed or this well rested. Jenny was curled up beside me. After the amazing, frantic, exhausting start to our vacation we had settled in and spent a couple of days doing absolutely nothing. It's not an easy thing, doing nothing. It's part of what I love so much about all inclusive vacation spots. We didn't need to consider any aspect of our day. Others cooked, cleaned and generally made our days as carefree as possible. We lounged, we wandered, and did our level best to just be there. We both needed this more than either of us had realized. I rolled to the side, putting my arm over Jenny and kissed her on the head. "Mmmmm..." Jenny opened one eye to glance at me then snuggled up against me. Her hand moved onto my side then slid down to my hip. She gently ran her fingers into the little hollow just inside my hip bone. "I like this little spot right here" she said as she caressed...

Professor Stone was pleased when Jennifer arrived on time for their appointment. It didn't mean that she would be rewarded. It just meant that she wouldn't be punished further. "Time to begin, let's go to the room and have you wear the glass again. WE have to continue our experiment. Follow me, Jen" stated Professor Stone. She was happy as Jennifer followed her down the hall. Jennifer was coming along almost nicely. The trick to making bimbos was to take your time. She sat Jennifer down on the chair and strapped the glasses on. "Time for you to insert the rod." stated Professor Stone. "Oh...right." said Jennifer. She undid her pants and pulled down her underwear. "I thought I told you not to wear any underwear? Underwear doesn't help us. It hinders a woman's wetness. I want you wet and dripping, is that understood Jen?" Professor Stone said commandingly. Jennifer's mistake would mean further punishment once Jennifer full...

PART ONE--MOM'S BUSINESS PRACTICE All persons are over the age of 18, and all sex is consensual and based on a true occurrence. If you find the story of interest please give it a good vote, favor the story and please follow the author. There will be more to cum. This way you will be notified of new stories on your home page. Thank you! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My name is of no importance. I am older now, looking back on a lifetime of wonderful sexual encounters, particularly the many occasions my mother permitted me to have sex with her. Some will say incest is disgusting, I understand that. You have to experience it, to realize how powerful those sweet wonderful moments of ejaculation can be inside your birth mother. When I was in my early twenties, I dropped out of college for two years, ostensibly to chauffer Mom. She wasn't the best of drivers. Dad thought it would be easier for her if I could help. My mother was the product of the marriage of an It...