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This is my first time posting anything here. This story has been floating around in my head for a number of years and the story grew to be multiple chapters. Each one feeding off the other.
So, I figured it was time to just get it to put there and get the constructive feedback needed to venture...
Disclaimer: i am not a English speaker. So, be kind with me. I am not a professional writer, just a guy who like sexy incest story.
My name is Thomas, I'm 21 years old, short brown hair, 5'10", slim and slightly muscular body.
My mother had me very young, at 19 years old, and my biological...
I live in a world where there is a curious rule: on their 18th birthday, all boys must sleep with their mothers. This is an ancient tradition that is still respected today.
My name is Vincent, and today I am 18 years old. I live with my parents Frank and Maggie and my sister Sarah. I'm a bit...
My name is John, I'm 20 years old and I study at the local university. I live alone with my mother, Linda, who is 40 and divorced. The last few months have not been easy for either of us, after Mum found out that my Dad was cheating on her with his secretary, she kicked him out of the house and...
Suckling Aunt
I am Venkat. That Sunday morning in May was a fateful one for me. It was on that day that my uncle's wife with her four-month-old baby came into our home in Conjeevaram, in Southern India, for a three-month stay. My town is the home of the world-renowned colourful brocaded silk...
Mom guides it in
Mother speaking
"Mom." It was my daughter Aparna. She was on the South face of our L shaped veranda watching TV with her boy friend. I was on the sofa of the other limb reading a magazine. "Please close the front door and lock it up Mom."
"What mischief are you two up to?" I...
Reeta was wide-awake. She stretched and yawned. Five in the morning was too early for her to be up and about. She pulled up the thin cloth she used for cover and tried to compose herself to sleep when she heard her mother's voice filtered in from the courtyard.
"She might be awake," said...
Anita examined her naked body in the mirrors that formed the four walls of the L.A. hotel bathroom. She liked what she saw. Her body shape was perfect—thin waist, broad hips and superlative busts. She needed just six more inches in height to measure up to Venus de Milo in all ways except the...
It was bizarre certainly, but did it breach any moral or religious code?
David and Sheila climbed the stairs. They were at the door. Sheila took her hand to the buzzer knob, hesitated for moment, and then withdrew it. She turned to her husband and looked straight into his eyes. She sought his...
The First Night – An Indian Phenomenon
The First Night concept is uniquely Indian. Parents arrange most of the marriages in India. The betrothal ceremony takes place soon after to announce the good news to friends and relatives. In a society where the mixing of sexes is minimal the young couple...
Mala's eyes suddenly lit up. The opening she has been praying for had suddenly come. Her knees seemed to buckle. She sat down.
There were four in the drawing room of her flat. Her husband Suresh, and Roopa and Damu, the couple from the flat opposite that shared the same landing. It was Saturday...
"Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention," said the tall and pretty postgraduate student. She spoke with feeling. The scene was the library reading room of a woman's college. Her companion was short and pretty with chubby cheeks that showed depressions threatening to break into dimples at the...
Babu sat up. An idea that might work flashed upon him. He considered it from every angle. He found no flaw. Like all good solutions it was simple. It was based on the age-old barter principle. He worked on it and after two days got it all down on paper. He read the note with hope more than...
FIRST MEETING:
Roger first met Auntie on the way to the Laundromat one Saturday morning. The large overfilled cloth bag he was dragging along got stuck between banister railings, and Auntie who was coming from the other side of the corridor pulling an equally large bag administered a deft kick...
"Please come in Miss Jennifer. Please take your seat." The young lady who invited me in so cordially was as attractive in the flesh as she was in her movies. She had the poise and bearing of a cultured woman. In my ignorance I had not expected that in a porn film star. She was a little above...
"Your husband's eyes light up when we mention your name, Subbu" said the lady, "you have to tell me what you do to make him love you so much."
"Do they, Kiran madam?" Subbu was immensely pleased to hear that.
"They do without any doubt. How do you manage that?"
The questioner was in her early...
Extremely careful though he was Chandru knew his wife would one day catch him with the goods. It happened that Saturday evening. He heard Malavi open the door. He was not to blame; the mouse stalled and he was not able to get the cursor fast enough to the upper corner of the screen to close the...
Sonu's husband Viswam is a writer. He files his short stories in a folder named 'Stories' in their computer and invites Sonu to read and critique the stories. He welcomes the suggestions she offers. One evening while searching for a misplaced file Sonu quite by accident chanced upon a file...
BALARAM'S TALE OF WOE
As the husband I did not quite relish listening to my wife flirting with her friend Dharman. Her bashful, tinkling laughter was especially painful. Equally painful was the tender intonation with which she pronounced the word Dharm, more often than was strictly necessary. I...
PAMELA'S STORY
I am a nurse. I am plain looking. My story is anything but that. I am thirty-three. After training in medical college hospitals I worked for one year in government hospitals. I resigned the job when I got married. That was thirteen years ago. When my children were twelve and ten...
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