(mmf, first) (07k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 6, 2011)
I smiled down at the beautiful little girl on the changing table and gave her a little tickle. She cooed quietly as I finished attaching the diaper. For most parents, it doesn't seem like a big deal to look after a small baby, but when you're only 17 it's a big accomplishment. I'm pretty proud of how well I've adjusted. But then, I have had a lot of help from Brian and Carrie. Brian and Carrie are the mom and dad, and I'm the "uncle". Although none of us is really sure who's the real biological father in this situation.
Melissa Showed Me How
(mf, oral, masterbation) (08k)
(date posted: Tuesday, November 2, 2010)
Melissa and I were more than just cousins. We were best friends. Then we grew up and things changed. I dreamed about her in a way that wasn't right when you are related. But Melissa showed me how that can change.
Dreams Fulfilled, part 4: Making Movies
(Mf, Mff) (08k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 4, 2010)
With a towel wrapped around me, I made my way down the hall to greet everyone coming in the front door. "Hi honey," I said to my wife. "I was just throwing all the pool stuff in the wash. I'm heading up for a shower." I waved at the kids and headed up the stairs. I hoped that my excited state wasn't too obvious. After all, just down the hall, little Noreen was hiding in the bathroom after having just had an illicit encounter with me in the laundry room. She had sprinted into the bathroom, with my come still splattered across her thigh and leg, when we heard our families arrive home. As quickly as I could I entered the master bath and started my shower, trying to wash away the evidence.
Dreams Fulfilled, Chapter 3: Noreen's Turn
(date posted: Tuesday, April 27, 2010)
In less than twenty four hours, I had realized a dream that I have had for five years. But little did I know that the reality would be far better than the dream. Noreen and now her little sister Gina, had a plan for me. But since Gina had cheated, Noreen decided she would make a new plan. Just between us.
Dreams Fulfilled, ch 2: Poolside Secrets
(Mf, Mff) (07k)
(date posted: Thursday, March 11, 2010)
I woke up this morning grinning from ear to ear. Was last night a dream? Could it be real that I had shared a three way orgasm with two beautiful young girls? Was it only my imagination that they had both rubbed against me while their father was asleep on the couch, just ten feet away? The images in my head were so vivid and clear, it couldn't possibly be a dream.
(date posted: Tuesday, January 5, 2010)
When she caught my eye I smiled warmly and then looked away, trying not to be obvious. I picked up a magazine and pretended to read, sneaking peeks in her direction over the top of the pages. Every once in a while, I caught her looking back. When the public address system announced yet another delay in the flight to Chicago, she slumped back in her seat, muttering under her breath. That's when I took the plunge. "You're going to Chicago, too?" I asked.
(Mf, Mff) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, August 8, 2009)
I never really gave Gina much of a thought. She was just the younger sister of Noreen, who I had been obsessing over for a couple of years now. Sure, Gina seemed to have a bit of a crush on me, but I always brushed it off because for most of these past few years, she was just a little kid. But now, with her snuggled up against my side, I suddenly realized that she was growing up. And growing up in a sexy way!
(MF, Mf) (15k)
(date posted: Friday, July 3, 2009)
When Maureen left, I was devastated. Sure our affair was short, but it was intense. I thought we had a real chance to make it into a long term thing, a real grown up relationship. But her ambition and focus on climbing the corporate ladder got in the way. It wasn't that I was just lonely and feeling sad when she left that upset me so much. It was the way she turned into another person who seemed determined to erase me from her life. As time went on, I found myself more and more bitter and resentful of her success. Eventually I wanted nothing more than to get even, to teach her a lesson. So when the opportunity finally fell in my lap, well, I just had to take it. So what if I had to take out my frustrations on Maureen's little sister, Anne.
(MF, Mf, FF) (24k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 21, 2009)
It's hard to refuse a favor when you're being pleasured by one of the world's great cocksuckers. Connie was doing just that. And it didn't seem like much of a problem agreeing to take her and her little cousin Jamie shopping down by the beach the next morning. Little did I know that the little excursion was only the prelude to a much bigger favor that had even bigger consequences.
Doing the Dorm
(Mf Mff ff teacher/student voyeur) (21k)
(date posted: Friday, November 7, 2003)
It seemed like such a simple and innocent thing. All I was doing was borrowing a piece of paper from one of my students. Of course I realize now what a mistake it was. That little exchange is what started the whole ball rolling and led to the events that followed. Sure, it was a lot of fun. Sure, nobody was hurt. Sure, it was exciting. The problem was that it was wrong. Teachers and students. Older guys with just barely teenage girls. No matter how you look at it, it was wrong. But given the chance, I'd do it again!
The Naughty Chaperone: Constellations, part 2
(date posted: Friday, September 12, 2003)
I watched the young boys and girls dancing, trying desperately to be grown up, to be noticed, to be liked. Most of them were hopeless and for many it would still take a few years to pull it all together. But there were always a few girls on the verge of becoming adults and who managed to develop enough confidence to take the plunge before they left summer camp behind. That's why I enjoyed being a chaperone at these end of summer events. Watching them sway and writhe on the dance floor. Hearing them giggle and tease, flirt and prance. Feeling their desire and the sexual tension swirling around the room. Hiding in the dark, watching and lusting after their tight little bodies wasn't what a chaperone was supposed to be doing. But then, I wasn't really a chaperone, anyway. This story is a continuation of "Constellations".
A Blayse of Glory....
(date posted: Thursday, April 24, 2003)
Standing there in my doorway, she took my breath away. She was wearing a tight low cut white tee shirt. Actually it also was high cut too, one of those cropped things that showed off the tummy. Her bare middle seemed even larger as she was also wearing a pair of those low rider jeans that the kids think are oh so fashionable these days. And like her top, her jeans were short on both ends - the pant legs were short too, leaving her calves exposed about six inches above a pair of clunky platform sandals. She stood there grinning at me, one hand on her hip, the other swinging her tiny purse back and forth like a pendulum as she waited for me to invite her in. She was a normally bit of a tomboy who ran around in an oversized tee shirt, dirty jeans and a baseball cap. Seeing her here, dressed like any other preteen girl, trying so hard to be a grown up, took me by surprise.
Naughty Bits, part 1: Maria
(date posted: Friday, January 31, 2003)
If you've read more than one or two of my stories, you know that I travel a lot for work. I have offices and places to stay in a couple of different cities. My place in Boston is probably my favourite because just around the corner is a small private school. It's one of those places where the kids all wear those wonderful uniforms. I'm sure you know what I mean - short plaid skirts, white cotton blouses, ties. I just love that look on a girl. Maria lives down the hall from me. She lives alone with her mom since her dad died a few years ago. We aren't even remotely close and barely every talk, but like good neighbours, we are friendly when we bump into each other in the hall or elevator or lobby. Maria is a beauty. She is short and willowy with a dark, olive complection and jet-black hair. She has a dazzling smile that could melt the polar ice caps. And best of all, she goes to that school around the corner. Needless to say, Maria has inspired many wonderful fantasies and dreams. I've written a lot of things thinking of Maria. Here, are just the Naughty Bits. I've looked at pictures and downloaded movies, and spent hours and hours in front of my computer screen in the dark. For a long time I was embarrassed and ashamed by my interest and fascination with certain topics and fantasies. But then I found the Mr. Double web site. Now I know I'm not alone. And since you are reading this, I guess you're at least a little bit like me. It's hard to find a good place where our interests are taken seriously and presented honestly. Over the years I've been recording my thoughts, jotting down ideas, noting my dreams and writing stories. Recently I started going through all this material to sort it all out. I've reviewed and sorted, categorized and filed. Then I started to put some of the best ideas together in convenient files. Then to make it even better, I started to focus on just the interesting and explicit parts and got rid of all the fluffy parts, the lead ups, the character building...yawn! The idea was to create a one-stop source of simple, pure enjoyment. Fast and to the point. No more surfing and searching, just the naughty bits. After a while, I found out I had quite a collection. So I thought I'd share them with you. Because, well, you're like me. So read and enjoy.
(date posted: Monday, January 6, 2003)
I hadn't seen my cousin Celia in years but when we both attended a family wedding, it brought back a flood of memories. She asked me to dance and while we moved across the floor, she reminded me of some of the things we did that last time we were together.
Riding the Rails
(date posted: Tuesday, December 17, 2002)
Taking the train on a cross crountry trip can be a relaxing and enjoyable experience. It's even better if you have the money to go first class and get your own private berth. And even better than that when you come across a special travelling companion. What's a guy to do when a young inexperienced but eager girl needs help getting proper service? Offer her the benefit of your experience and teach her just how enjoyable riding the rails can be!
In the Window
(Mf, Mff, Voyeur) (27k)
(date posted: Monday, July 29, 2002)
Working from a home office has advantages. For a long time, my office was in the basement, but when I started working there more often, I decided to move it up to a more airy, sunny room on the second floor with a view of the great outdoors. But my new office had another great view... right into the bedroom of my next door neighbour's young daughter.
Like Mother, Lick Daughter
(MF Mf) (17k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 22, 2002)
Kailyn was the spitting image of her mother. At 14 she was as tall as her mother but still hadn't grown fully into her womanly shape. But you could tell that her budding form would one day be as perfect and curvy as the older version that was her mom. In fact they almost looked like twins with deep dark eyes, cute upturned noses, pouty lips. The only obvious differences were that the young girl had a few freckles across her nose and cheeks, and cut her hair short. I have always found smaller women so much more attractive. It just seems so much more natural. In a way it's fresh and innocent. I guess that's why I like younger women. In my mind, youthful charm and small go hand in hand. June sure fit that bill. When she moved in next door, I just had to get to know her better. What I didn't know at the time, was that I was going to know her young daughter too.
A Summer Visit
(date posted: Monday, May 27, 2002)
She came to spend the summer with us. A few months before, she celebrated her fourteenth birthday and as a gift, her folks sent her off to spend her holidays with her older sister Brenda - my girlfriend. Even though they lived half way across the country, it was Karin's first big trip alone to visit. When we met at the airport, I was amazed at how much to two sisters looked alike. Although Brenda was almost 10 years older, she could still pass for a sixteen year old. I guess it was that sweet innocent, fresh, childlike look that attracted me to her. Karin shared her straight, dark hair, but where Brenda kept hers long, Karin had a very short cut, a little spiky on top. Short and thin, maybe 90 pounds with not an ounce of fat. Her tight jeans and little white, cropped tee shirt certainly complimented her trim little body. Although still a little girl, her budding breasts and tight bottom were showing a lot of promise. And when she smiled and looked at me with those dark brown eyes, I could see that in a few years she'd be a real heartbreaker!
(date posted: Wednesday, April 24, 2002)
As the silence dragged on, I found myself staring. She wasn't the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. She was almost plain. But plain in a good way. Not to perfect, not done up with a lot of make up. Her hair was dark and short with few stray wisps out of place. An upturned nose with a few freckles across the bridge and across her cheeks. Small, pale, delicate fingers. Her eyes, or what I'd managed to see of them, were dark brown pools, big, wide and deerlike. Maybe an inch or two over five feet talk. I couldn't really tell what she looked like under the long coat, but I guessed that she was still in high school, maybe junior high. For some unexplainable reason I just had to know more about her. I was determined now to draw her out. So I simply stood there looking at her, a silly grin on my face. I could only hope she'd take the invitation and look back. Still standing there in silence, it was very awkward. She couldn't help but know that I was staring at her. I watched intently as she played nervously with the corner of one of her notebooks.
(date posted: Monday, April 15, 2002)
Usually, I avoid the girls that look like Amanda. They are too confident and sure about themselves to need what I can offer. Even at fourteen, girls that look this good have usually discovered how to manipulate men - boyfriends, brothers, fathers, uncles, teachers. That's why I usually go for the plain girls. Not ugly girls, just the girls who haven't discovered their beautiful inner self. Still believing in a material world that tells them they must all be supermodels to be desirable. These are the girls who crave acceptance, who will do almost anything to obtain a little praise and attention. It's something I can give them. Of course I expect a little something in return. There's always one or two in every group who are willing to make the deal.
Across a Smokey Room
(date posted: Thursday, April 11, 2002)
For how long I was mesmerized, I don't know. But suddenly it dawned on me, startling me... she was looking right back at me. Not just in my direction, but directly looking into my eyes. I quickly waved at John to order a drink. Then looked down at my book, trying to make it appear as if I wasn't staring at all. After all, she's just a kid. A schoolgirl who snuck into a bar with some friends on her spring break. A kid who had a cute freckled nose and tiny ears that showed no sign of piercing. A kid whose pouty lips sipped sensuously on the tip of a straw, and a tongue that slipped between those lips to toy with that straw. God help me, she was a kid I found so sexy.
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