Mom was a beautiful woman, and all my friends had the hots for her. They all wanted to fuck her. I did, too. She was five-foot-three inches tall and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34/24/35. I went through her underwear drawer all the time and sniffed her dirty panties when I jacked off. Mom's hair had turned white as a teenager, and she had not bothered to color it. She was beautiful, and I saw all the men staring at her lustfully when we were out. And so did my teammates, many
Debbie fell during cheer-leading practice and broke her wrists. Her mom's on assignment so dad provides all the help she needs. Turns out he assists in all the right ways! Then mom arrives home and...
Short and sweet - this story contains what it says on the tin. Is it incest? Well, we never had sex per se, but we used to make out like any ordinary teen couple would. It was nice. Read about it here.
A heartwarming tale with a brief, sad beginning, and a full happy ending. Wendel buys his mother a pair of high-heel shoes. A hint of magical realism encourages them to dance.