Category: Adult Story

A full lockdown was declared in San Francisco, and for the next three weeks, residents were expected to stay at home unless there was a vital reason to go outside. All throughout California there was pandemonium. Businesses were being closed and groceries were rationing out supplies.Dr. Claire Mitchell arrived at her downtown apartment after spending the day working in the laboratory as a lead researcher. Her work had shifted towards finding a cure for the infectious disease that was bringing the world to a standstill. In the lab, she was completely focused on research. But at home, all she could think about was her family.She undressed in her bedroom. Standing only in her panties and buttoned up blouse, she stood in front of the window for a view of the city on that cloudy day. Her fingers undid the buttons. She heard footsteps approaching behind her."You seem extra stressed," Shoshana said, giving a big hug from behind.It had taken years since the divorce for Claire to come to grips

As she leaned over the pool table, he walked up behind her. Spreading her legs with his knees, he positioned his cock and when she made the shot, he roughly slammed into her sodden pussy. She dropped the cue, moaning, laying her head down on the fleecy green felt. He held her hips steady while he fucked her hard and steady. He had cum in her earlier, but the sight of her, bent over the table, her nether regions peeking out from between her legs, had revived his dick in an instant; he had to take her again. She was tight, but slick as he pounded through her flesh, her breathtaking scent, floating up to encompass him. Her natural aroma was as perfume to him. Then he felt it, a tremor in her legs and he knew she was on the verge of climax.Her bottom lowered as she tensed, so he lifted her hips for a better angle, his pelvis smacking against her back side, his dick forcing apart the walls of her sweet pink heaven. Spasms began deep within her, and then wracked her body. The muscles of her

Rising Sun Commune, West Virginia, July 2007"We've got some masks Charley...for tonight... the Poole's got them for us," mom called from inside the cabin. I was standing naked on the porch looking down at my sister below. Surreptitiously filming Isabel from above as she shampooed her beautiful long hair. She was standing knee deep in the gently flowing creek and her naked, eighteen year old body seemed to glisten as the setting sun lit up the beads of water that were dancing all around her head. My cock, still sticky from Sophie, was half full and swinging between my legs, pointing downward at what it clearly wanted."CHARLEY!" mom admonished when she came out through the door and saw what I was doing."Well, we do need a film record of this weekend... Sophie's only going to get married once ma...its part of our family history," I answered without hesitation as I turned towards her. Mom had a white towel around her waist and another one around her just shampooed hair. Her breasts,

June 14th 2007, the Woodman house, on Philadelphia's Main Lone, "We're not going and that's final!" my father announced from the end of the table.Since mom, my little sister and I had been talking about Obama and McCain for the last twenty minutes dad's interjection didn't make a whole lot of sense. Mind you he'd been looking pretty pissed off all through dinner. In fact he had been for the last couple of days I realized as I looked up at his scowling countenance."Not at the dinner table dear," mom cautioned her husband. "We'll talk about it later."I looked up quizzically at my sister across the table. Her quick shrug of the shoulders indicated she was in the dark as much as I was."We're not going where dad?" I finally probed."Please Charlie, not while we're eating," mom said as she gave me a quick, cross look. Watching dad's face I could see all the warning signs of an immanent explosion. Dad wasn't that quick to anger usually but when he finally did he was as likely as not to

My mother and I sat on the floor in our living room by the fireplace. It was a snowy night and we each had a cup of hot chocolate and a lot of catching up to do.I'd returned home from my first semester at college and she was eager to get as many new details about my personal life as she could. My mother is one of those sentimental types who wears her heart on her sleeve. She's always been very open with me about her feelings, which shouldn't come as a surprise since she's a human sexuality professor at a local college."So how have you been enjoying your college experience so far?" she asked. "Make any new friends?""Sure I have. I've met a lot of cool people. The whole thing about living with a roommate is kinda fun. But I have to admit, a part of me misses living at home where I have someone to cook for me and do my laundry."My mother raised her eyebrow and gave me a stern look. "Is that all I'm good for?""That was a joke mom," I replied. "You know what I meant by that. It's just nice

I've always been close with my mother. But in recent years we kind of went our own way, with me going off to law school, and her eventually moving in with her fiance.But in this past year, both of us faced an unexpected change which led to something that neither of could have ever predicted.It started when my mother was laid off from her job as a university science professor due to California's budget cuts. Around that same time, she and her fiance agreed to mutually spit up. Some timing, eh? But at least it was an amicable break-up and there weren't any hard feelings whatsoever.Thankfully she was able to land another teaching job fairly quickly, but the dilemma she faced was that she would have to move to another state. Looking for something new in life, she took that opportunity, and that's where things developed between us.***It was early in the morning when I showed up to help my mother pack her stuff. Her ex-fiance, Dave, was off at work and he didn't mind me being there with

"Tell me how it all started," he asked.The three of them were all sitting in his well-furnished office, sitting across from each other. He sat alone on his seat, while the mother and son sat together on the couch.Linda took a deep breath, "Well, it started several months ago. I began to notice that he would try taking little peeks at me whenever I would come out of the shower or change my clothes. On a few occasions, I noticed that he would open my bedroom door slightly so that he could spy on me.""And how did that make you feel?""I felt a lot of things. Betrayed would be one of them- that my own son would do such a thing to me while I'm completely undressed. He doesn't have a right to see me like that. It's a woman's choice as to who gets to see her body."The counselor then turned his attention towards Tom. "You don't deny any of this, do you?"Tom shook his head in embarrassment, "...No...""So the obvious question now becomes- why would you look at your own mother like this? Is it

"Can we talk for a second?" my mother asked as I was watching the football game. "I need a favor from you."My eyes were still glued to the tv. "Sure, but can this wait until later? This game is almost over."She picked up the remote control and shut the tv off."Hey! I was watching that!""You can read the results online or catch the replay on the news, I really don't see what the difference is anyway," she replied sternly."Fine, what can I do for you mom?"She lifted the bottom of her tshirt to reveal a soft, curvy stomach. She had given birth a year earlier which had left her with a decidedly feminine shape. At the time, I was 18 and her eldest son. She, at 42, was still as gorgeous as ever, despite what she thought about her newfound midsection.Being in shape always meant a lot to her. She still had a fit body, which was built by long distance running and lots of yoga in her bedroom. Her arms and legs still looked tone for a woman her age, or any age really. The extra weight she put on

Ancient temples are a favorite tourist spot in South America. It's a place where tourists get to see lifestyles and religions of early civilization. It also became a place which led Laura to become impregnated by her son.It all started when Laura took her son, an anthropology major, on a trip to Chile for a firsthand look at some of the temples he had been studying in college. The trip was meant to be educational and a fun way to spend their summer together.Things took a drastic turn when Bobby wanted to stay behind the tour group so he could take extra pictures and savor the experience. He was considering going for a doctorate, and having this kind of firsthand experience could be useful in the future.The weather was hot and humid, and they both wore tshirt and shorts. Laura wiped a bead of sweat from her eyebrow as she waited alongside her son."And we're officially alone," Laura pointed out, watching the rest of the tourist group move ahead. "It's a little chilling in a fun way."She

Mom and I were both stunned when we finally heard Sophie was pregnant. After just one year at the University of Illinois she was coming home to have her first baby, a husband or boyfriend nowhere in sight.She had left our modest home on the South Side of Chicago in September 2003, a full 4 year scholarship to their School of Applied Science in hand. She had always been a success, straight A's in high school, valedictorian of her class, All-State softball player, volunteer with the United Way, President of the Student Council etc., etc. The kind of person you'd love to hate, jealous of her successes. But she was popular. And beautiful! All through high school the boys had chased her and somehow she had dated many of them without becoming very serious with any of them and without angering or hurting anyone. There were probably ten or fifteen guys who graduated from Daley Senior High with their date or dates with Sis being among their happiest memories.I was only eleven months younger