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I am Komal – a drop dead gorgeous mother. I am 45. But I look not a day older than 35. I am a head turner. Wherever I go, I receive curious glances from men across the age. I am proud of my heavy bosoms, flat tummy and round ass. I take care of myself well. Chirag is my shy son. He is a nineteen-year-old virgin. As a mother, I am worried about my well-built and handsome son. What is he up to? How come he does not have a gf? I never hear him talk on the phone. He…

Amy had always been the plain girl, the wallflower, through high school and into her married adult life. She was shy, introverted, and had little friends, not because she didn’t want them, she just didn’t know how to obtain them. She and her husband, Brian, met in high school, in a science class of all places. They had common interests like comic books and fantasy games and found they both loved cosplay events when they started dating seriously. Now married and a mom with two elementary kids, Amy was the mom who volunteered for school activities and helped with craft…

I wondered why my eighteen-year-old son Kevin, was so damn shy. He was tall and handsome but too shy to get a date. My husband Howard, sent our son to counseling. But Kev got worse. He couldn’t even talk to girls. Howard roared. “The boy just needs to get laid. He just needs a hooker. My first fuck was in a brothel. Hell, I still have the receipt!” “Very funny asshole.” Howard laughed. “But a spread and willing cunt would give him a dick-load of confidence.” “True.” I found myself having naughty dreams about Kev. Sometimes the dreams seemed so…

I had just putting my seed in my sister-in-law Alena with my sister Kate’s enthusiastic encouragement. I briefly saw the silhouette of Alena’s lithe body briefly framed in the doorway as she went downstairs, she said, to collect some water for us. It struck me I might have just gotten that woman, my sister-in-law, pregnant in a threesome with my sister, Kate. Kate an I were alone, and the silence was palpable. It felt like a stolen moment. She curled into me, laying her head against my chest, and throwing a leg over me. I could feel the warmth radiating…

“Okay, bye, honey,” Mom said as she and my little sister were heading out the door to do some shopping. “Bye, Mom,” I said as I lay casually on the couch watching some Stranger Things. Season 1. I was bored. “Later Brits.” “Don’t call me Brits!” my eighteen-year-old sister shouted and darted out the door. Mom rolled her eyes and followed Britney outside. The door shut. My stomach roiled with nerves. Dad was still at work. I had the house to myself for hours. Summer vacation was in full effect, and I had nothing better to do. God, I was…

“Why are you crying baby girl? And who was that boy running out of the gate so fast?” “It’s nothing Daddy. You won’t understand. How was your day?” I wiped the tears from my face and did my best to pretend that nothing was wrong. “Brooke, I know when you’re upset. What is it?” He sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, patted my thigh, and asked again, “tell Daddy what’s wrong.” “OK Daddy. The girls at school are mean to me and the boys only want one thing.” “I don’t know what I did but…

“You don’t need two fucking pillows,” said Dori. “You’re not even using the second one.” “I always sleep with two pillows,” said Harry. “So do I,” Dori told him. “I’m used to a body pillow, and I tossed and turned all night last night without it. You’re not going to hog the third pillow again tonight.” Dori and her brother Harry were sharing a bed for the second night in a row. After nine hours in the car enroute to a cousin’s wedding the day before they’d checked into a motel, opting to share a room in order to save…

It was bad enough that Samantha’s mother had left her only months before she was due to graduate high school and become independent, but that she’d left Samantha with her cold and distant stepfather, Dennis, made the whole experience downright miserable. Samantha’s mom, Julie, had only married Dennis a couple of years earlier. It had been clear he hadn’t been into the idea that she had kids, he’d only reluctantly taken Samantha on as his stepdaughter and he made that obvious to her with every passing day. And now, he was all Sam had. Dennis’s house was in the middle…

Our family had been through a lot lately. My mom and dad had recently filed for divorce, and dad moved out, getting his own place on the other side of town. My sister and I had been affected by the separation, and we both seemed to spend more time away from the house during the summer. It just wasn’t a great place to be. When fall came, my sister went back for her junior year of college. My name is Eric. I graduated high school and got a job at a local lumber yard. I had just turned eighteen in…

My name is Dale Solomon. Let me tell you about the twists and turns in my life. I can’t say that I’m ashamed nor proud of everything I’ve done. Sometimes life makes you make tough decisions. I came from a loving but financially strapped family. I’ve got two sisters and two brothers. I’m the one in the middle. Since money was tight I’ve been working since I was a teenager. Even though I’ve been told I’m very intelligent, most of my jobs were grunt work but they gave me spending money. While I was attending community school I sold sperm…