Erotica

My name is Matthew and I’m 33 years old. I have a heavy build but a rather large cock. Never had any problems getting the girls I wanted, the only issue was managing to keep them, My daughter Sara, she has just turned 15 and is a spitting image of her mother when she was that age. Slim build with nice curves. First signs of tits slowly starting to show through and still having that baby fat on her face, Long brown hair and green eyes. This is the story of how my daughter and I ended up as lovers. Sara’s...

The next morning Stuie awoke from the noise of his mother preparing for the day. He was still thinking what to wear that might attract the notice of a sister he was still unsure about. He chose to wear his bright red form fitting tank top and a pair of form fitting triathalon shorts, often worn for wrestling practice, that would accentuate his package and buns. He couldn't find a complete pair of either sandals or flip flops readily available, so bare feet would do just fine. He shuffled past the rooms of the house to the kitchen to help out...

This is a part of a story I was writing, changed it a bit from the original story...tell me what yall think Wolferick felt the change begin. As before, it started with a pulling sensation in his mind as it grew to the predatory mind of the beast. Then came the pressure in his bone, much like when pulling out a tooth, as they warped and contorted into the time perfected frame of the wolf. His mouth itched, his ears itched, and his skin crawled as vicious teeth grew and fine tuned ears morphed and ultra sensitive fur sprouted all over...

It was a cold winter morning, freezing to the bones for sure. You were wandering the streets alone, looking for someone specific, yet unknown. It was pure guts, and the simple knowledge that you knew he would be there. Despite coat, hat and even ear-warmers, you could feel the slashing cold wind slapping you right in the face, freezing your nose that it became totally numb - even the sensation of it falling off any moment crossing your mind. But then there it was. An apartment building, not different like the others in the block, but it radiated with the knowledge...

As I'm asleep in your bed, flashbacks of the night before wake you to a soaking wetness between your thighs. At first, you think of simply masturbating while lying next to me. But the proximity of pleasure giver quickly persuades you to climb aboard. You straddle my waist, planting kisses along my chest. Oddly enough, it feels forbidden but right. You reach behind your soft cheeks and stroke my waking member. With you free hand, you cup your breast teasing your nipple in the process. You can feel your wetness as your juices begin to coat my abdomen in a light...