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Ecr Road ல அந்த காலேஜ் பஸ் ஆவரேஜ் ஸ்பீட் ல போயிட்டுயிருக்கு.Towards கோவளம்.பஸ்க்குள்ள 30 பசங்க, 20 பொண்ணுங்க இருப்பாங்க. எல்லாரும் காலேஜ் 2வது வருஷம், கம்ப்யூட்டர் சயின்ஸ் இன்ஜினியரிங் படிக்கிறாங்க.இன்னும் கொஞ்ச நேரத்துல ரிசார்ட்டுக்கு போயி சேந்துருவாங்க.பஸ்ல ஒரே ஆட்டமா பாட்டாம ஜாலியா போய்ட்டு...
என் அக்கா பெயர் சரண்யா…..
அவளுக்கு 25 வயசாகும் போது என் எப்பா அவங்க அக்கா அதாங்க என் அத்தை பையனயே கட்டி வச்சிட்டாங்க… அவரு இப்போ சென்னைல Inspector-ஆ இருக்காரு…. அவங்க marrisge அப்ப நான் 12 படிச்சிட்டு இருந்தேன்…. எனக்கு பொதுவா இந்த Family-குள்ள கல்யாணம் பண்ணிக்குரதுல இஷ்ட்டம் கிடையாது...
I could hear my daughter charging up the stairs. That was not unusual, she charged almost everywhere. She had been out late the night before, her eighteenth birthday, with friends and had been downstairs chatting with Ryan, her father and my husband, while he prepared omelets for breakfast...
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My First Session with Theresa -- Friday Afternoon
I reviewed the patient information sheet for the day's final client. It was her first consultation. She was a thirty-six year old accountant who worked at the local firm that did my taxes. Her health was good; she took no medication other...
In retrospect I had no one to blame but myself. I love clothes. I can't remember when I didn't. I wanted to be a designer. Mom thought that impractical and said I should be nurse. After all, Mom suggested, with my looks I could rope-in a doctor husband. Chasing dreams was something rich people...
My decision to attend college and law school at Arizona State University and not in my native Los Angeles was due to several factors. First among them was my love of the desert. I come by it naturally.
Mom, her name is Charlotte but she goes by Charlie, grew up in Kuruman, South Africa, which...
I studied myself in the mirror. Sometimes the simplest things are the best things. I was wearing a black tank top, form fitting jeans with a wide belt, and boots with a 3½ inch chunky heel. The tank top was just long enough to reach my jeans. Most any movement revealed a narrow horizontal view...
My parents stopped fighting when I turned sixteen. It's not like they started getting along; they just stopped fighting. They were polite and civil, like business acquaintances who mildly disliked each other but understood decorum would help get them through the day. Over the next two years I...
Before it blew up my life had been comfortable and easy. I lived in Mountain Brook, a tony suburb of Birmingham, Alabama, in a big house. I drove an expensive car. I wore beautiful clothes. I entertained extravagantly. My biggest complaint was that I spent too much time car pooling.
My name is...
You noticed Selena. Of Hispanic ancestry, she was short, maybe five feet, four inches tall, with a curvy hourglass figure, wide face, big brown eyes, good lips, and nice round tits. I suspected a boob job. Her dark hair ended in long curls that ran past her shoulder blades. She was twenty-four...
It was August 2005. I was set to begin my junior year at Tulane University, but the city was emptying out. I stayed, convinced that Hurricane Katrina would turn right and head for Florida; they always did. On Saturday night I went out with the guys, but the scene was dead and I got home...
Over the years of I've enjoyed a number of Literotica stories in which a mother and son become sexually involved after circumstances force the former to sit on the latter's lap during a long car ride, Mom Takes A Ride by NakdSalr and Sitting on My Son's Lap by retired04 among them. (No slight is...
I recently posted Making Room for the Art, my iteration of the popular account of the incestuous consequences for two relatives packed closely together in the back seat of a car (or in my case, a pick-up truck). I wrote about an aunt and a nephew. The story was well received and one reader...
I recently met a strikingly attractive woman somewhere in her mid to late forties. Unlike some other beautiful women her age I've known, she did not dress or style herself to look younger than she was; she seemed perfectly comfortable with her age. She was also smart, confident, funny, earthy...
My iteration of a theme done by many others: a good-looking therapist facilitates a forbidden relationship between relatives to the ultimate benefit of all concerned. Here I take on a step-mother and step-son, borrowing a bit of the plot from a pornographic video. Thanks to all who ably explored...
Can the entire trajectory of one's life pivot on the most trivial of events?
Jacob, my son, a junior in high school, was wrestling for the state championship. He and his opponent, Alex Jones, a senior, had met in the finals the year before; my son had lost. Since then both boys had moved up a...
It had been just the two of us, Brian and I, for the last fifteen years; I'd divorced his father when he was four. Several friends, mostly the mothers of his classmates, had reported they'd found the empty nest more difficult than expected, but I had yet to truly face that loss. Brian had moved...
I was deboarding at Logan Airport. With my sister headed for college at the end of the summer, Mom and Dad asked me to come home and join the three of them at the lake for the Fourth of July weekend. I'd been set to start at San Francisco's Planning Department on July 1 - I'd just graduated from...
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இது முழுக்க முழ்க்க incest கற்ப்பனை கதை மட்டுமே.... இதை வெறும் கதையாக மட்டும் எடுத்து கொள்வது நல்லது.. happy
***பிடிக்காதவர்கள் ஒதுங்கி கொள்ளவும்.... banghead
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என் பெரு ஜீவா நான் கல்லூரியில் மூன்றாமாண்டு படித்து கொண்டு இருக்கிறேன்...
I started three mind control stories at about the same, interring one about two-thirds of the way through. It was, well, let's just say it's best interred. I'm still working on the other.
As to this story, there is another chapter in the works.
I've read a slender magazine named Science News...