I come and go with the seasons, a true nomad. While here, I chose of all the things that are available. My stories are diverse and rarely mainstream. I seek and travel roads few bother to trample over. I will always be moving on, but my stories remain.
(F, d(12), g(13), spanking, fondling) (11k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 26, 2014)
My daughter, Hanna, was bent across an old packing crate, her jeans and panties about her ankles while her best friend from next door stood over her with an old table-tennis bat raised, ready to be brought down on her tight little rump.
(F,d(13),s(11), g,g,g(14). Nonc, padding, incest) (18k)
(date posted: Monday, February 24, 2014)
A father doesn't allow the presence of his children to interfere with his job; instructing afghan daughters in how to take care of their fathers.
Wendy's Day Out
(M, g(12). First) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, February 21, 2014)
If you have the connections and the money, you too can buy an orphan child for sex.
(Fath/daugh (11) incest) (15k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 20, 2014)
When a virus targets pubescent girls, scientists find there's only one thing that will save them.
A Victorian Upbringing
(F, d(13), g(8), g(16), g(12)) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 12, 2014)
Lady Beth recalls her early education at the hands of her governess, her father and others.
(F,d(11). mast) (06k)
(date posted: Friday, January 11, 2014)
A daughter is made fun of at school for her disfigurement. An Ugly Duckling tale.
Friday, If You're Good
(F,d(10). Mum, son(10)) (07k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 09, 2014)
It's a family tradition; when the child turns ten.
(M,g(11), non con, SM) (11k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 08, 2014)
I bought her. She was mine. And her vendor made sure she was prepared for me.
(M,g(13), nc) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, January 07, 2014)
1939 and a 13 year old Jewish girl begins her reluctant education into whoredom for the Nazi Third Reich.
Post War Bedsits
(M F,g(8)) (16k)
(date posted: Monday, January 06, 2014)
A traveling salesman in post-war England goes out of his way to find widows with young children.
Christmas; A Time Of Giving
(F,d(10), ws, b(14),g(10)) (11k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 05, 2014)
A boy has fun with his younger cousin, before his uncle has a quiet word with him.
Playing For Real
(F,d(12), spanking ,g(10), g(14)) (14k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 04, 2014)
A young girl's games with her dollies turn to something more when her father finds out.
Thank You, Doctor
(M, g(13)) (05k)
(date posted: Friday, January 03, 2014)
Young girl requests an intimate examination.
(M, g(12)) (10k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 02, 2014)
Christmas with my family was always difficult.
Another Street Urchin
(M, g(10)) (08k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 14, 2013)
A street urchin in New Delhi finds me.
(M, g(14)) (08k)
(date posted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013)
I find a street urchin in New Delhi.
She's Got To Learn
(M/g(5-10), spanking) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, November 11, 2013)
Sally just doesn't seem to understand, so every few weeks, I have to spank her naughty little bottom.
Running From The Mob
(date posted: Sunday, November 10, 2013)
A story about an accountant who has stolen from the mob during the 1930s. He knows where to go to hide.
Last Days Of Our Lives
(M/g, snuff. M/g, nc. M/g, nc. b/g, incest. M/g, snuff) (24k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 09, 2013)
A series of short stories when, all around the world, evil transcends good as Armageddon begins.
Return From War
(M,F, sister, daughter(8), g(11), incest) (19k)
(date posted: Friday, November 08, 2013)
A soldier needs to find his place in the world following WWII
(Woman, Mother, son(14)) (10k)
(date posted: Wednesday, November 06, 2013)
A boy is led into manhood before claiming his inheritance.
Man Of The House
(Mother/Son, mild bdsm) (08k)
(date posted: Monday, November 04, 2013)
After his stepfather dies, Andrew has to step up and take over his duties
A Stepdaughter's Needs
(date posted: Sunday, November 03, 2013)
A stepmother educates her young stepdaughter.
(b(11), g(11), anal, first) (16k)
(date posted: Friday, November 01, 2013)
A story about the conquest of Elsie's 11 year old bottom
(Incest M.g,g(11)) (17k)
(date posted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013)
A father returns to his twin daughters.
The Right Age
(incest M, (g13), g(10)) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, September 08, 2013)
Wendy was Joanne's elder sister. Joanne, turning 10, will now be allowed to see her sister play with her father. Is she old enough to watch everything? That will be up to their mother to decide.
(M, g(10), d(10)) (21k)
(date posted: Friday, September 06, 2013)
Alex doesn't normally offer discounts at his store, but he'll make an exception for the 10 year old, seeing she's a close friend of his daughter's.
Welbec Comprehensive School
(M, g(12), g(13), g(14), g(12), g(19)) (52k)
(date posted: Tuesday, September 03, 2013)
Robert Match is a teacher who enjoys grooming young girls for sex. Above all, he hates child abusers
(unwilling. G(10)/M) (11k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 11, 2013)
She eyed him warily, licking her lips with the thought that, perhaps, just perhaps, she was going to have an evening where there wasn't any pain. No bullying, no doing anything she didn't like, no fists, no beatings. She was still bruised from her last beating, and there was nothing worse than being hit on an old bruise. That really hurt. "Stand up then. Let me see you properly," he asked of her.
Cum To An Agreement
(incest, F/d(14)) (16k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 11, 2013)
She was a typical 14 year old girl, adult one moment, a child the next. Lovely hazel eyes looked out of a tanned and oval face, a wide mouth and little chin. Swimming had given her broad shoulders while tennis had provided strong arms and legs. I often thought she would one day have her mother's large breasts, but so far, they remained small and high, a major reason for taking the family to the beach as often as I could. "She can't keep me locked up forever!" she cried indignantly. "There may be a way," I suggested.
Keep It In The Family
(g (9), g (12), b (11) / moth / father, incest) (24k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 11, 2013)
Brother and sister came together, and David was just a foot away from it happening. The ten year old stood on his toes to slide his slender penis all the way in to his sister's bent form, and a word from their mother and the girl parted her legs still further, lowering her crotch and allowing her brother's slender penis to slip all the way into her little crevice.
Trip To The Seaside
(Pedo. M/g(10), g(12)) (09k)
(date posted: Thursday, May 09, 2013)
Cynthia Joyce forced herself to smile and nod. She didn't like Mr Blair. She didn't like what he did to the girls she placed in his charge but, most of all, she didn't like herself for permitting it. She wanted to stop it, she wanted to tell him to go to hell, she wanted to inform the authorities and see him locked up. Unfortunately, she needed his money too much.
Playing With The Children
(PEDO, W/g(5), ws, playing) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 08, 2013)
The children were four through to six years old, boys and girls in play clothing, some worn and faded, others sharp and bright. My eyes followed the boys, imagining them undressed and sporting little stiffies. God, what I wouldn't give to have my hands on their tight little bottoms and my mouth over their tiny erections, sucking and inhaling their young scent, revealing myself to them and introducing them to the games I wanted them to play.
Finding Out About Gail
(Fath/Daugh cons/nonc) (16k)
(date posted: Friday, April 26, 2013)
The moral of the story; don't tell fibs. In this case, the father known no one will believe his daughter, even if what she says is true.
Schooling Circa 1920
(M/W/g/g/b, mast,fondling) (12k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013)
Father Michaels had be loath to suggest his idea, but prompted by Lady Marshal from the nearby manor house, he had hesitantly suggested a small school, based at the vicarage, where girls and boys in their early teens could learn some of the basic tasks and disciplines needed to enter into service. Armed with a certificate of accomplishment that he would provide, the youngsters could then more readily enter into employment and ease the strain on their single remaining parents.
(b(14), g(11), fingering) (14k)
(date posted: Monday, April 22, 2013)
I was 14 the first time. 14 and a virgin, a totally innocent young boy but for some pictures my friend Gary had shown me; a nude woman with a 38 inch burst, pubic area air-brushed out. I can still recall that picture. She was leaning forward, arms pressed inward, thrusting forward her breasts whose rich brown nipples stood erect, pointing towards me. Rachel was 12, nearly thirteen, and the quiet girl who lived next door. We were friends, of a kind.
(incest, pedo. M/d,g(10)) (20k)
(date posted: Sunday, April 21, 2013)
Alex owns a store. A school friend of his daughter arrives one day to ask for a discount, offering whatever the ten year old is able to give in return. Enjoying the tasks, she soon suggests his daughter would enjoy them too.
A Little Bit Of Magic
(Fantasy, pedo, M/mom/daugh) (08k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 18, 2013)
We felt his passing. One moment we were licking our lips and looking at all the school children arranged in front of the ruins of the old school, dreaming of all the things we could do to the youngsters, all the pleasure we'd have, and the next, the heart-wrenching pain as He Who Must Not Be Named passed on, away from us. I don't know how Potter did it, even now, but he had, and life would never be the same. And so the fleeing wizard hides among a Muggle household, taking advantage of the mother and daughter to keep from becoming bored.
(b/g/g (11). First, anal, mast) (20k)
(date posted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013)
A new boy at school meets up with a girl his own age and the two begin to play doctor together; close examination and inserting things into each others bottoms. Soon another girl suspects, and she joins the secret club.
(M/f (7), Pedo. Cons, snuff) (17k)
(date posted: Monday, April 16, 2013)
The cycle of life. America; affluent, long life expectancy. India; the reverse. If that's the way of it, surely we can harness it for our own ends? Then, at least, someone profits.
(sci fi, bdsm, incest M/g(14)) (17k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013)
The wars of 2060 had brought radical changes to the lives of those who remained. Although much had been lost; half the world's population and much of its advance technology, the largest issue that needed to be addressed was the rarity of males. The retained technology was not sufficient to correct the human chromosome damage done by the contamination brought on by the wars that caused a rarity of male conceptions, so a new social structure needed to be implemented and enforced through law, one that protected males, and permitted a balance of power in a world largely populated by women.
(Pedo, M/g/g, first, cons, reluc) (13k)
(date posted: Saturday, April 13, 2013)
For the orphans from the nearby state-run facilities, it was a rare privilege to be accepted as a pupil into L'Academia. The school only took a handful of girls each year, a tiny percentage of those who eagerly applied, slaving for hours over the entry forms that were sent free to every orphanage within 100 miles of the school. To be invited to the school for an interview was an honour in itself, and orphanages prided themselves on how many of their pupils had been interviewed, and exalted themselves if one of their girls won a place.
(date posted: Friday, April 12, 2013)
An aunt shows her nephew what a slut his mother is, allowing him to watch as her brother puts her through her paces. But at 13 years, its time he found his own little slut, and so he watches the girls at school, until he finds a likely candidate.
(Pedo, Fondling) (13k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 11, 2013)
A stepdad learns that alternatives to spanking are sometimes liked.
Photographer's Episode II
(M, g(11), spanking) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 27, 2013)
Lisa has to learn; she can't go around telling others about the 'special' sessions.
Playing With Millie
(b(12)/g(5), mother, anal play, spanking) (13k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013)
The boy introduces things into the five year olds bottom. Her mother won't be pleased when she finds out.
Illegitimate Use Of An Android
(android/g(12), mast, cons spanking) (09k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 24, 2013)
Suggested to me by a reader. In the future, young kids will be looked after by androids.
Photographer's Episode I
(M, Bro/sis (13/11)) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 23, 2013)
A lad uses his sister in order to earn extra cash, 'special' modeling in front of the camera.
Daddy Knows Best
(Father / daughter, fondle, nc) (06k)
(date posted: Friday, February 22, 2013)
"Fifteen minutes, Carol," I warned her, smiling encouragement before I got the video and digital still cameras out from the cupboard, each already fitted to tripods making it easy to fit them up at one end of the room. "Can we pass for tonight, Daddy?" the ten year old begged, looking towards me beseechingly.
(Mother/baby, Mother/son. First) (20k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 21, 2013)
A boy becomes infatuated with the young mother next door, only to find his own mother growing jealous.
I Love My Spankings
(Father, 3x daughters, cons spanking) (14k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 20, 2013)
A father is shown by a new wife how to chastise his three daughters when naughty. A surprise arrives when, after they separate, the girls continue to want their spankings.
A Return To Old Ways
(Father/daughter, spanking) (10k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 19, 2013)
Of course, we didn't talk about why her mother had thrown me out in the first place, how she'd found Holly, all of nine, over my lap with her skirt about her waist and her panties rolled down to her thighs, her pert young bottom beginning to glow from the two dozen little slaps I had given her.
(Father/daughter (12)) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, February 18, 2013)
Turn of the century, American Gold miner and his daughter.
Got To Learn
(M/f nc, caning) (11k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 17, 2013)
Giselle had come late to us, an adolescent already. Her training had been harder than most, more insistent to ensure she learnt. But she was a good girl now, and regular fucking kept her in tune, so to speak. "Take your clothes off," I told her.
The Playroom 2
(father, daughter, spanking) (11k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 17, 2013)
Emma gets a good old Victorian style spanking, followed by a little love.
(M/F/g (10)) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 16, 2013)
A mother asks a doctor to prepare her ten year old daughter for her father's taking. It will take a few visits.
My Lady's Maid
(Father/daughter, f (14)/ f(13)) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, February 15, 2013)
1860; a young girl must leave her father to take up her position in the big house, Lady's Maid to the Lord's daughter. " My climax came swiftly, as it often did at these non rehearsed moments, and I keened and drummed my little fists upon the table as Da' continued thrusting in and out of me with great fortitude, until his cry heralded his own climax."
More Than Just Bed & Breakfast
(M/f(11) first) (19k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 14, 2013)
Melanie could only have been ten or eleven, and yet she smiled at me in the way of an adult begging forgiveness for their boisterous offspring or pet. Then she began walking down the steps, turning as she came to those I stood on. Then, with her chest stuck out and her eyes on mine, she edged past me, sliding past and away, leaving me on the same steps but following her with my eyes, watching the lass until she reached the bottom and turned to smile up at me again.
Very Naughty Mommy
(Mom, son (13) toys, paddling) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, December 22, 2012)
Kevin continues to dominate his mother. Now he has her show him her small collection of vibrators.
(Mother/son(13) oral) (09k)
(date posted: Wedneday, December 19, 2012)
13 year old boy sees his mother with a stranger. He takes photos to remind himself of he occasion, but one thing leads to another.
A Warm Injection
(Doctor, Nurse, girl. Spanking, injection) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012)
A request from Anon. A 12yr old girl with a fixation for hypodermics. Frightened off, it takes a spanking from the doctor before she succumbs to the syringe.
(M/F tease) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday, December 15, 2012)
A young couple embark at Dogging (and I hope that term is universal known).
Praise Be To Allah
(M,g. First, cons) (14k)
(date posted: Friday, December 14, 2012)
The Nomad turns to the Islamic faith to find a wife
Two The Garden Shed
(Mg(12), anal, 1st) (16k)
(date posted: Wednesday, November 28, 2012)
An old retired man continues on the sexual awakening of his 12 yr old neighbour
(M,W,g abuse) (08k)
(date posted: Monday, November 26, 2012)
The regional care authority give a rich man an abused child to care for, to look after, in the very way the abuse child has always wanted.
(Incest. M,F.d(14)) (20k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 25, 2012)
She was fourteen and as short as her mother had been, a malnourished body thin and pale, but giving her a haunting beauty that had the boys rolling up to take her out. He made a point of talking to the boys first, making sure they knew she was underage and all. As he was often reminding them; his gun licence was for shooting deer, but if he had to go shooting vermin, then that's what he'd do.
The Garden Shed
(date posted: Saturday, November 24, 2012)
An old retired man finds a new playmate in his 12 yr old neighbour
(Father, daughter, granddaughter, spanking) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, November 23, 2012)
A daughter returns home to recommence being spanked by her father. This time, she brings her 9 year old daughter with her.
(rape, abuse, pedo, filming) (08k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 22, 2012)
He nodded and chuckled, his excitement overwhelming the lean priest. "All the boys have been taught, even the youngest," he told me, leaning forward to pat a child's head, a boy who couldn't have been more than six or seven, given his size. "And the girls?" I asked, looking at the small young boy and imagining him impaled upon the still pale-skinned priest. "You know I don't touch the girls," he admonished me.
A Mother's Hand
(Fgg Spanking) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, November 21, 2012)
A mother spanks her two girls
Old Fashioned Discipline
(Spanking, Mf intercourse) (20k)
(date posted: Tuesday, November 20, 2012)
Husband and wife team together to discipline the unruly behaviour of a girl in their charge.
I'll Take The Two
(harsh spanking x2 (12)) (15k)
(date posted: Monday, November 19, 2012)
Nomad finds a orphanage in Eastern Europe where the girls are still caned
(Spanking FM/g(14)) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 18, 2012)
"I think you're a very bad young girl," I told her, and listened to her breath quicken as her finger began to work back and forth and around. "I think I should be the one to spank your naughty behind," I told her. "Bent right over, legs apart," I described, and listened to her broken breath grow louder, a sense of growing urgency behind it. "Perhaps I should spank that naughty place, where your finger is," I suggested.
My Daughter, My Pony (2)
(Father, daughter (11). Horse training, incest) (06k)
(date posted: Monday, July 16, 2012)
My daughter likes dressing up as a pony
Libraries Are For Learning
(WS M/g (8)) (11k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 15, 2012)
She whimpered, two fingers now instead of one trying to press her swollen button down onto her pelvis. The wetness was so good, so slippery and warm. She looked towards the cock that had drenched her, still right in front of her, right before her eyes, hard and long, exciting all on its own, and her fingers quickened.
In Deep Shit
(M/g, M/b, Mother/son) (20k)
(date posted: Friday, July 13, 2012)
I was on the train half way home when I remembered that I had left the story open in Word on my PC. Cold dread swamped me as I thought of what I had done. The story, my latest, told of an eleven year old girl seducing her father. Already ten pages in length, there were graphic scenes of girlish masturbation, parental teasing, and sex with her father. It was more than enough to dam me as a paedophile, enough to quash my life. I was in deep shit.
My Daughter, My Pony
(Father, daughter (11). Horse training) (12k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 11, 2012)
My daughter likes dressing up as a pony
A Child's Magic
(date posted: Monday, July 09, 2012)
I inhaled and felt the tingle of magic. Not a lot, but some. Perhaps enough, perhaps not. The scent of magic is unique to each mage. One may scent magic in one child, and another will not. No one knows why. It's magic, after all.
(W (28) b (12)) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 04, 2012)
A woman recalls being taught how to look after her uncle, and later in life takes advantage of a 12 year old boy also paralysed with Motor Neurone Disease.
New Home, New Rules
(spanking, bro/sis/g(13)) (19k)
(date posted: Monday, July 02, 2012)
Minutes past as he paid great attention to her being ready for her spanking; her back dipped to push it out, the skirt adequately folded, her legs held straight, feet a little apart. Only then did his hand began to swing down to slap into her offered bottom, each cheek in turn, each slap increasing the redness of her cheeks, each slap making the girl jerk, and then glance back at him, her expression a mixture of hurt, penitence, and something else, a sly look Molly had seen before.
The Family Curse
(Mother/bro/sis (13) 1st conc spanking Sub/dom switch) (22k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 27, 2012)
"It is both a curse and a blessing, and it is this; that our bodies receive an energy, a force, a power that keeps us healthy and young, but only when we suffer physical abuse," she told them, and watched both children slowly come to understanding.
(M,b,b,b,b. M,g,g,g first, reluc) (19k)
(date posted: Monday, June 25, 2012)
"Jen is eleven and growing every day. She's a good cleaner, very obedient. You shouldn't have to beat her too hard to have her lie on her back for you," he was told. The child glanced up at him and licked her lips, her mouth turned up slightly in a timid little smile.
The Nutty Professor
(Father, daughter (13), femdom) (15k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 24, 2012)
Once home she studiously put everything away before calmly changing into the leotard she had bought. The gusset fitted snugly between her legs, the band of leather both narrow and tight fitting. She fought against the urge to wear underwear beneath it, and slid the long boots on while feeling the rear of the leotard slowly press between her buttocks. The effort in straightening shortened her breath while the glance in the mirror made her blush. With a mix of excitement and trepidation she walked to the top of the stairs and called her father.
(date posted: Thursday, June 21, 2012)
Sally gasped as the man exposed his hairy loins, and dropped himself down on the wailing woman. Even 100 yards away, we could see his hips jerk back and forth while the woman wept loudly beneath him, thin thighs pushed to either side of his pale and heavy buttocks.
(M/g, m/g, M/g. 1st, reluc) (15k)
(date posted: Monday, June 18, 2012)
I looked at the three by five photograph and felt my blood drain to my boots as I stared at the close up of a child's camel-foot vulva peeking forward from her closed thighs, skin softly pink, short and fine curls appearing from the button-hole curved apex of her vaginal cleft. Of course I recognised it; it had only been taken a few weeks before when Claire, my niece, had obliged me.
Do Something Together
(Fath/Daugh. Spanking, g/g/g) (19k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 12, 2012)
I let her slump and drag at her breath, her body remaining on display as, exhausted, she lay upon the arm of the chair, the bolster keeping her legs wide apart exposing her brightly glowing sex, gleaming with her juice, prepuce swollen and bright from its over-stimulation. Above her open slot, her anus could be seen, each spasm of the little ring an indication of the after-shocks the girl was still feeling as a result of her strong orgasm.
(date posted: Monday, June 11, 2012)
A young man, one of an army of Chinese Republic Peoples' Representatives, is sent to a small town to the west of china. Here, he must represent the ideals of the Peoples' Republic.
Robin & Andrew
(bro/sis, reluctant, first) (18k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 09, 2012)
Robin sobbed, flinging her head back to gasp as he orgasm claimed her, anus tightening on the finger in her bowels, pussy overflowing, vaginal canal in spasm while her legs shook with the effort of holding her upright.
Wester Hill House
(Femdom, enema, face-sitting W,W,b) (18k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 07, 2012)
I drew my pants down and looked timidly towards her as I showed her my hardening boyhood. Should I let it grow stiff if front of someone as young as Heather? Dad had never explained, nor had Rose. It had always stiffened for Rachel, but she was older, the curve and smoothness of her leg often enough to have me harden.
The Best Dad Of All
(Father, Daughter (11), incest) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, September 16, 2011)
Eyes widening, my fingers stopped as I saw daddy stroke his member with new purpose. With a sharp gasp, I watched his thing lengthen and rise, saw it swell with lust and stand from his groin, the head brightly engorged. He was masturbating! Daddy was pulling on his stork, pleasuring himself with long slides of his fist.
A Bit of a Mouth Full
(Father, daughter (12), fellatio) (04k)
(date posted: Monday, September 12, 2011)
A girl has to come to terms with her father's long term illness
(W,g,b(9) mutual masturbation) (06k)
(date posted: Friday, September 09, 2011)
This story is a woman's dialogue with two 9 year old children as she 'comforts' them on Christmas Eve night, 'relaxing' them so they fall asleep.
Every Wednesday & Thursday
(W/b,g(4). Abuse b,g(11). cons) (08k)
(date posted: Wednesday, September 07, 2011)
I didn't know it was 'abuse' until much later, but I didn't like Miss Jones even before she began doing things to me. She liked to kneel behind us when we were in our little playschool chairs, painting or colouring or playing with dough, and she'd put her arms around us and press her head right next to ours. I felt like I was suffocating.
Girls For Sale
(Father/daughter (14), g(12), nonc, virginity, religious) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, September 05, 2011)
"Are you going to fuck her, Daddy?" Heather asked teasingly, licking hr two bloody fingers and smearing her lips with it before leaning forward to kiss her father.
Love It, Don't You
(W,B(12) femdom, strapon, first) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, September 03, 2011)
"Yes," Lesley murmured, nodding to herself as she gazed at the twelve year old's boyhood. She had thought it would be pink, and it was, a lovely light pink of pre-pubescence. She had hoped he would be uncircumcised too, and he was, the foreskin stretched around the bulb of his crown, pulled taut by its need to be freed. The shaft was bent, curved slightly upwards, while beneath its base, the small tuft of light brown hair unable to hide any of it, nestled his little ball sack, still small and pink, so clearly undeveloped.
(M/g(14) sub, bond, enema, spanking) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, August 31, 2011)
She was 14, and although she had the height of her class, she had little else. While other girls of her age were eager to show off their development towards womanhood, in some cases a little too strenuously, she was the opposite. She wore thick and baggy clothes, like the jumper she wore now, shoulders pushed forward to further mask whatever breasts she had. Her skirt was undoubtedly the longest in her class, while bare feet moved continuously in and out of cheap sneakers. She wore no makeup, a blessing in that Year Group when others came in with detailed application of everything imaginable, and her hair was uniformly short, a natural curly blond. She was thin, perhaps angling towards anorexia, although, again, that was not proven. Compounding it all, she was shy and timid, rarely saying a word, in class or out of it. The bullies had had a field day with her when she had first arrived, and then quickly grown tired of her.
(M/g(13), bdsm) (07k)
(date posted: Friday, August 26, 2011)
I recovered my little camera from a draw and took a picture of her, her eyes large and wild, her breath coming in short gasps, her chest flung out, shirt drawn back so her firm young breasts were bared, the skin glowing from the spanking they had received.
Made For Each Other
(M/Fg,g(11) sadism, rape, snuff) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, August 24, 2011)
My seed poured forth from her cunny, streaked with blood, and she wept, hanging from her wrist before she looked up and softly asked if she and her mother could go.
(W, g(11), b(11). First, cons) (18k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 21, 2011)
A young woman is widowed in 1939 and meets 11 year old twins who are being sent out of London.
Not a Place for a Devoted Child, 1865
(M/g (15), g(12), hermaphrodite (10). b(13)/W(22). b(14)/g(16), noncons, anal) (25k)
(date posted: Friday, August 19, 2011)
A father places his pregnant daughter into a sanatorium and out of anger requests she be used as a breed cow. The doctor tests a young hermaphrodite as to her sexuality. Behaviour is modified by regular sex. Just some of the things happening in the sanatorium during 1865.
(B (14) /ggggg (various ages)) (17k)
(date posted: Tuesday, August 16, 2011)
The Japanese lord Daiki enjoyed seeing the girls nude. He enjoyed their discomfort as much as their nudity, a nudity where the partial development of their bodies added yet another element to his pleasure. Now, in addition to their pert young beasts and the way the orbs rose so smoothly from their chests, he could admire the sinking curve of their bellies and the pretty tuft of hair that rose from between their slender thighs, limbs always held coyly together as befitting a girl from a noble house.
(M/g (14), cons) (10k)
(date posted: Monday, August 15, 2011)
"That's a good girl," he told her, looking up at her, his smile making her feel warm. His hands closed about her waist, large firm hands whose warmth radiated through her clothes to sink into her skin. Their pressure was light, and yet she could feel each finger though her clothes. Molly felt her breath shorten and her legs grow weak as those large adult fingers tenderly pinched her. He moved forward, his smile making her melt still more. "Ready?" he asked her. She nodded, breathless with expectation.
Is She Staying
(M,W/G (9) first, cons) (21k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 11, 2011)
"Look!" she told them, sitting on the kitchen floor with her legs agape, her skirt held up so she could look down at herself. She pressed a finger to the gusset of her panties, pressing it into her slit slightly. "I'm growing wet!" she told them excitedly. Daddy loved it when she grew wet. He told her she was the tastiest little girl he'd ever met. Of course, back then she thought she was the only girl, but now she knew there were others, she was ecstatic that she was the tastiest.
A Judge's Decision
(Judge, father, daughter (10), cons) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, August 09, 2011)
"Oh God," the old man dribbled, staring at the preteen's sex, for the first time noticing the blond shafts of hair that lay upon her labia and pubis, hugging her smooth skin, so fine and yet present. Another groan escaped him as he watched her panties slide down, the gusset appeared, stained with her youthful dew.
(Father/daughter(15)d(12)d(5) , incest, pedo) (19k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 07, 2011)
Annie's eyes widened as she saw Karen bend, drawing down their Daddy's trousers and underpants. A mass of dark curly hairs unfurled, followed by the uncurling of his manhood as it sprang free and swung up to point towards the young girl's head. Stunned beyond believe, Annie watched her sister wrap her hand around the long stiff member and pump it, giggling when their daddy let out a loud gasp. "Am I doing it right, Daddy?" asked the teenager, a look of devotion on her pretty face as she looked up at their father while continuing to caress his private place.
(F/d(13), historic) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, July 30, 2011)
Her hand slid from his thigh to his member and, holding it with flattened fingers along the upper side of the shaft, held it still while her tongue traversed the underside, rising from his furry ball sack to finish at the tip, swirling her tongue around it, edging under the foreskin as she sought his manly flavour and depositing a thick layer of saliva upon his swollen flesh.
Reclaiming My Daughter
(Father, daughter(12), light spanking, cons) (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 28, 2011)
June glowed more brightly as she stepped from her panties for me, and then licked her lips, watching me throw the garment aside to look at her once more. Apart from her glowing face and her expectant expression, she looked no different to a few minutes before, and yet I knew she wore no panties, and the thought alone inspired me to admire the long slender column of her legs and the way her frock fell over his narrow hips and thighs.
Just A Fuck
(M/g(11), Pedo, first, cons) (15k)
(date posted: Monday, July 25, 2011)
Sometimes, Vic reflected, all that he wanted was a play and a fuck, none of the rest. Just some filthy playing, and then a nice slow, and equally filthy, fuck. It wasn't the game he wanted; the pretence in a chat room, the months of schooling a child into meeting him. It was just the fuck he wanted, the fucking of a pretty little innocent, the slow undressing, the timid look on her face as he touched her privately, the revelation as he taught her to enjoy it.
Making Ends Meet
(F/b (15), M/F/b (11), F/g(13), M/g(9). First) (29k)
(date posted: Friday, July 22, 2011)
An American family find a way to get by during the recession. Thankfully, all four kids are willing to help.
(Father, boy (13), girls (12 & 9), spanking, bondage, sexual games) (13k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 17, 2011)
As an adult, you would imagine my presence would have dampened the children's games. But I hadn't counted on Eve, my daughter.
(M/g(13). M/b(11), Mother. Spanking, anal sex) (26k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 10, 2011)
A teacher in the mid west of America at the turn of the 20th century finds cause to punish a girl, and a boy. Through several occasions, girl and boy are punished in his own unique way, first with a spanking, then with anal play that leads, finally, to anal intercourse. In the case of the boy, there is the lone mother to consider.
The Boring Holidays
(date posted: Wednesday, July 06, 2011)
"Oh, you're so beautiful!" he murmured, and both girl and young woman glowed with the complement, Linda's legs tightening as she unconsciously made to lift her groin into his quickening thrusts deep into her pussy.
(Father, Daughter (12), submission) (12k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 03, 2011)
I looked up at her and searched her glowing face. Was some of that glow in her cheeks covert excitement, or was it all embarrassment? Did she feel anything, exposing herself to her father after having learnt a truth about her mother?
(Spanking, incest) (15k)
(date posted: Friday, July 01, 2011)
Another strike and Lisa sobbed with the overall pleasure of it. The sensation was insidious, the landing of the strap painful as it struck on flesh tenderised by previous slaps, but then changing, absorbed within her to become something else. The burning, prickling sensations darting quickly past the depth it had already reached, to press deeper into her, into her loins, into her belly, even into her little breasts.
It Was My Fault
(Fath/daugh (11)) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 29, 2011)
I berated myself for having touched her, for having put my hand between her legs and stroked her soft and warm cotton gusset. I cringed each time I thought of it, wishing the earth would open and condemn me to hell straight away, rather than leave me in this world where my daughter, so beautiful, so innocent, looked at me with distrust and squirmed from my hugs as quickly as she could.
(Mind games, M/f) (17k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 23, 2011)
"Daddy?" she whimpered. She pinched her nipple and sobbed with the ache it brought her. "Daddy?" "I'm here honey," he told her. "I'm watching." "No, don't look," she begged, the fingers in her curls turning inward to pull on her vulva, dragging it forward and uncovering more of her already swollen and extended little love button. "I'm watching," he repeated.
(Scifi, pedo) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, June 20, 2011)
Head flung back, my prey screamed as I vanquished her. I spread her furrow with my tongue. I breeched her virgin passage to draw down still more virgin waters, raising her legs to delve into the base of her tight little bottom and detect the rippled flesh of her anus.
A Father's Needs
(Femdom, Father/daughter/girl) (18k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 13, 2011)
Nicely thick and long, the cock throbbed powerfully in her grip, swelling as she began to pump its length. "Come on, you dirty old man!" she urged, her index finger finding his anus to push into him, delving deep to find his prostate. "Come for Mummy," she told him teasingly. One eye remained on his tensing body, the other on the young girl in the doorway, watching with big and round eyes.
(Sci-Fi, pedo) (14k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 12, 2011)
John smiled as Bugsy pulled his jacket cuffs back up again, trying his best to fit into a suit two sizes too large for his young frame. He took another crisp bill from his pocket and let the boy see the holstered 'blurp' pistol under his jacket. It was a fifty calibre; smaller than usual, but throwing faster, harder, and with better aim. He knew the cream would be fresh, absolutely deadly in the small confines of the speakeasy.
(Mother, boy, sisters. Femdom) (33k)
(date posted: Thursday, February 10, 2011)
She looked into my eyes for a long moment while I stood there with my trousers around my ankles and my underpants about my lower thighs, then her eyes slowly lowered, pointedly going to my middle. I jerked as if she had touched me, and a smile pulled at her lips, her eyes returning to look into my own, this time twinkling with a new knowledge of me. "Not a little boy any longer, are you Charles?" she said.
(Self-harm, masturbation) (12k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 09, 2011)
Lucy jerked and screeched, he body straightening as fierce sensation knifed deep into her torso. Her hands went to her crotch to rub frantically at the tender flesh where the supple stems had slapped with such incredible results. Breathless, she panted and whimpered, shaking from the sensations even then continuing to shoot from her groin into her chest.
Caring for the Poor
(pedo, reluctant) (13k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 08, 2011)
I watch, amazed, as Maria De La Puerto touches the girl between her legs, unfolding her slender flesh to stroke in between, where she is bright pink. The doctor grins and holds the girl more firmly, making sure she does not escape as my mistresses fingers probe and enter.
(F/g/g masturbation) (11k)
(date posted: Monday, February 07, 2011)
There was a sense of fear of being uncovered and added dirtiness of doing it on the bed that both excited and frightened. Yet it didn't stop her. She stared into her slippery flesh, marvelling at the beauty of her femininity and wishing Tommy was there to see it. She pushed downwards and breathed more quickly as she watched her cunny mouth pout for a moment. Her fingers slid down either side of the swollen nub of her clitty and sent new thrills through her body. She could see as well as feel the slick wetness seeping from her cunny mouth, gleaming in her trough.
A Lesson To You All
(Spanking, Parents, boy 11, girl 13) (22k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 06, 2011)
Richard laid the cane across his daughter's rump, but far from lifting it to bring it down in a painful strike, he instead stroked her cheeks with it, and as the young girl relaxed, used the tip to push cheek from cheek, further exposing her young private places to his eager eyes. Wendy whimpered and shook, yet she didn't stop him, nor her mother as the lady's hands drew her young thighs a little further apart, the better to see her fledging young sex and the moisture giving the seam a warm and intoxicating gleam.
(M/f mff incest first) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 1, 2011)
Alice felt a little prickle of fear and excitement as she stood before her father in her birthday suit. "Open your legs Alice," her mother told her. Alice obeyed, a hot blush creeping across her face. Her father leant forward and stroked her fair skin, his fingers plucking at the tender dark tips to her little sprouting breasts until they became swollen and stiff, so tender that her flesh became flushed and her breath quickened.
(Spanking, submissive Mg(12) (39k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 30, 2010)
"I'm sorry Daddy. I've been a very naughty girl," she told him, melting into her panties as she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down.
To The Point, Watersport
(Incest WS) (09k)
(date posted: Friday, October 29, 2010)
John swallowed and released his quivering cock. It would be so easy to come now, to spurt his seed all over his daughter's upturned and glowing face, to splatter those warm cheeks while her beseeching eyes would take on a look of startled wonder. He could then watch her tongue come out to delicately lick the sticky substance.
(Brother/sister, games) (18k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 28, 2010)
Danny groaned and his eyes rolled up under his eyelids as, despite the surge of pain his little sister's squeezing hand brought to him, it none the less sparked off his orgasm too. In a moment, as his legs sagged under the onslaught of sensations in his belly, his cock lurched and pumped seminal fluid into his underpants.
Finding The Right Companion
(Woman, girl, girl, girl. Tease) (12k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 27, 2010)
The young fingers stroked, teasing her without intent, giving her an exquisite pleasure that would only make her yearn for more. She reached down to pull the hand higher, her body yearning for the young fingers to touch her, to trace her shape through the sodden silk gusset of her French knickers, innocent and naive fingers bringing her on without their owner's awareness.
Now And Then
(Incest; bro/sis/daughter (10). Pedo, nc, rape) (15k)
(date posted: Tuesday, October 26, 2010)
A silken thin gusset lay pressed to the slender curve of her vulva, fanning out from the embedded clench of her buttocks to pass over and around her labia, a single fold of material magically outlining the slim curve of her sex before her skirt hid the garment's front panel. Her long and slender legs continued to part, widening the view of her gusset and drawing the tender flesh of her labia apart, drawing them out to either side of the narrow gusset to reveal them bare of any pubic hair.
(Corporal Punishment, b(14), g(11)) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, October 25, 2010)
"Over a chair?" I asked, just as he had received his punishments in the past, his legs astride the seat making it impossible for him to close them, and making it easy for her to watch his slender boyhood sway with the strokes he received. He never truly became erect when undergoing punishment, and yet he didn't shrink to nothing, as many boys did when receiving a bottom spanking.
To The Point, Anal
(Incest, Anal) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 23, 2010)
"You won't do it too hard, will you Daddy?" Beth begged, turning and shuffling to the bed's edge in front of her father, her bottom offered upwards towards him, her young bottom cheeks fully parted, her anus wide open, red rimmed and glowing with anal grease.
Tomorrow Never Comes
(Incest, pedo, tease) (22k)
(date posted: Thursday, May 20, 2010)
The camera blinked, and it was another girl who stood beside Loren's legs, having her party skirt lifted, her legs and pretty panties bared to the camera. I know I should have stopped the DVD, stopped it and put it back where I had found it. I needed to think of what I would do, how I would handle this new information, but I couldn't think straight, not while Loren's fingers gently peeled the child's panties down, then helped to draw the child's legs apart so there was a perfect view of the child's eight year old sex, steeply curved and rounded, lips steeply folded into each other.
(Church, M,g (10), first) (17k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 19, 2010)
"She's never had a male part in her hands before, let along her mouth or sex," Mary told me, smiling up at me as she finally released me. "We've practiced, of course, you know, with sausages and cucumber and the like," she explained as she took her daughter's panties from her hand and wrapped it into a ball, the gusset turned inside out, the fabric wrapped about the outside of the ball of cotton.
A New Dawn
(Father, g, g) (06k)
(date posted: Monday, May 17, 2010)
Pale pink, chubby seven year old cheeks parted, and I squeezed the head of my cock down and in between them, lodging the head against the hollow of her little bum hole before lifting a hand to her back to urge her to settle back against me.
(F, g, g) (43k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 15, 2010)
Three fingers to three locations and the palm of one hand pressing downward on her pubis. Three fingers, one to tap and gently caress her anus, teasing her with the thought that it might enter, but never doing so, the second to fill the mouth of her vagina, teasing her by dipping in, then out, then in again, and the third to massage the resilient bulb of her prepuce drawing it side to side, back and forth, encircling it with a wet fingertip to gently caress the swollen clitoris within its sheaf.
Little Orphan Sally
(Pedo, nc, fisting, masturbation, ws, spanking / CP, incest, femdom, religious fervour, coercion, anal) (73k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 27, 2010)
Alice clutched at her head as her lower body cavorted up and down, legs unfolding to straighten and quiver as the mounting mammoth wave she had been surfing finally succeeded in tumbling over her. It carried her breathlessly along with it as it rolled and rolled within her, swirling and spinning, tossing her upon its dying flow until beaching her upon the low couch, spent and tranquil, Sally's withdrawing fingers causing a last lurch of her loins and a ripple to her belly muscles.
The Elf Catcher
(Fantasy, sex) (45k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 21, 2010)
The Story of Matt, a young Elf Catcher whose life doesn't go the way he'd planned. First, there's the older of his two sisters, and then the younger one demands to play too. Marriage is far from what he expected, and the Elves never make things easy.
Family Wet Games
(Incest WaterSports) (14k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 16, 2010)
She straightened and keened, quivering thighs closing on her fingers to mesh them even tighter to her lovely young sex. The crushed band of her panty gusset gave up its held water, a final stream down her squirming thighs. She was coming, and the odd little movement of her fingers just lengthened her time in agonizing pleasure, extending her quivering until her arms and torso jerked too, overwhelmed by the glory of her pleasure spike.
(Incest, gg Father Mother) (15k)
(date posted: Monday, February 08, 2010)
Now, Daddy's bulge had definitely grown. I was thinking it had stopped extending, but I was wrong and it was still swelling, becoming a thick sausage it would be impossible for him to hide. As much as I wanted to stare at it and imagine what it would look like, my sister was blushing hotly and chewing on her bottom lip as daddy pointed to her panties and waved her to take them down.
The Allan Family
(black comedy, preteen, nc) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 6, 2010)
Morticia and Gomez followed Lector's eyes and the couple beamed proudly towards their offspring. "So sweet," Morticia murmured. "Salty in places, too," Gomez agreed. "You know, Wednesday is just about old enough to be abused now," Morticia told her husband, glancing up at him. "Really!" he asked excitedly. Then he smiled and his face softened. "Do you remember our first time?" he asked gently.
(Family incest; Dom mother, boy, girl, father) (22k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 03, 2010)
Carol savoured her son's clean and young anus. She pressed her lower face between the tight buns of his fourteen year old bottom and inhaled his freshly washed scent. The fingers of one hand went between her legs to irritate and maul her sex and the other went between her sons spread legs to grip his shaft and pull it downwards. As a result, his bottom came further back, parting that little bit further for her, letting her tongue worm that little bit further into her tight young rear.
(Mother, Son, girls, ws, playing) (16k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 02, 2010)
The leg bands of Joanne's panties weren't so tight as to impede Ann's fingers as she slid them beneath the edge of the gusset to have them slide gently over the child's fevered and damp flesh. Then, as Joanne proved herself a willing pupil, she drew the gusset aside so she could admire the child's sex and become intimate with her short but swollen prepuce. "Oh, what a lovely little girl you are!" Ann vowed, her hand turning to allow her thumb to press upon the apex of the child's slit, while the tip of her extended forefinger could press between her tight young buttocks and, sliding over her clearly sensitive little anus, fill the pouting hole of her sweetly dribbling vagina.
(Bro, Sis, femdom) (22k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 29, 2009)
May popped the clasp to her jeans and watched him, nervousness tingled with the anticipation of sexual excitement sweeping over her. The cold and hot sensations rushed through her, shaking her limbs as she dragged her denim jeans down and stood in front of her brother in her skin tight panties. "Stay still," she told him firmly. "What are you going to do?" he asked, his penis slowly softening. "Don't speak," she told him, her pussy dampening the gusset of her panties as she thought of what she was about to do.
(Father, daughter (14), girls. Victorian Education) (34k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 29, 2009)
"Over you go, girl," he told her, suddenly realising he didn't know her name. Not that it mattered, he reflected. He would be dreaming of another young filly, wondering how she would react to being put over an item of furniture while in a common room of a house, then rigorously ridden, some fierce cock doing her justice, bringing her on at least twice before inundating her with seed. "Ah, lovely!" he sighed, having to push into her tight young passage, then hold himself within her panting body until nature had furthered his cause and lubricated her tightness. Still, her young channel gripped at him, wanting to feel him fill her.
(Teacher, Mother, Daughter (13) spanking) (23k)
(date posted: Sunday, September 06, 2009)
In his fantasies, Professor Jones imagined the liaison with Mrs Swindon and her daughter Hilary continuing. In his house, cocooned from the outside world, he could take himself in hand and recall the sights and sounds of their brief meetings, and then imagine what the next step might be, Mrs Swindon becoming the dominant who would force the girl to undress, then pose her for her punishment, every pose more and more revealing than the last. His orgasm would tense his body and pump from his manhood, then leave him tired and lonely, very aware that he was lucky to have seen what he had, and hardly likely to see more.
A Daughter's Bonds
(Father, daughter (11), Bondage, cons, w/s, tickling, mast, first, pain, submission, anal, incest) (32k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 30, 2009)
I stood outside her door for a while, listening to her as she moved within her bonds, working with effort to gain sufficient sensation from the ball to bring on her orgasm. Smiling at her exploding breath and the complaints from the bed, I left her to it to go watch TV.
(Father, Daughter, preteen, incest) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 23, 2009)
I slid a hand over my titties and felt their complaint all the way into my belly, then began circling my love button, dragging at the tender skin around it as my breath quickened. Daddy was watching me, his eyes piercing me, his eyes on my fingers as they stroked and pinched. I was going to come, to blossom under my daddy's loving gaze.
An Anal Tale
(Anal, Incest, Father /daughter) (25k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 16, 2009)
The little string bikini she had worn that year accentuated the contrast between her tanned skin and that covered by the little garment. It made her bottom look all the more rounded, the short crease all the more private for its delicate pale pink skin. At nine, her girlish body should have held no sexual allure, and yet the smooth skin, the gentle curve of pre-adolescent form, the innocent light pink of her privates, all conspired to produce an arousing sight.
(b(9), g(12), Mother, spanking, mast) (11k)
(date posted: Thursday, August 06, 2009)
Open mouthed, I looked between mother's smiling face and my elder sister's soaking slit, my boyhood never feeling harder as the gleaming liquid in my sister's slot-like sex gently meandered over the floor of her sex to surround and cover the stubby helm.
(Man, Girl(13), reluc, drug, spanking, dominance/submission) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, August 01, 2009)
I stopped and watched the colour in her cheeks wane. Her eyes darted up to mine and were held there, inquisitive, nervous, and yet heated with hardly understood excitement. She was on the very edge of adolescence and had yet to learn of the things that would excite her. "Lift the front of your skirt, Beatrice," I told her softly but firmly.
(g(12) , Mother, b(teen), g,g,(teen), coerce, spanking, femdom, enema) (23k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 29, 2009)
"Come, into the bedroom," she told me, and rose to tower over me, a goddess of form whose perfect skin gleamed with water, whose shape was outlined by the flow of water droplets that followed her every contour, even to the creases between he legs and fully rounded sex, to then slide down her inner thighs until I dreamt of licking each one away. "Hurry up!" she told me, a towel held in front of her, but not behind, so I got to watch her full bottom sway as she walked to the bed, there to finish drying herself off.
(g(10), b(13), mother, first, incest) (16k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 28, 2009)
Claire took his young penis between finger and thumb and pulled back on the foreskin, watching critically as she bared the end, checking for cleanliness as much as enjoying the exposure of such a young penis to her view. She felt it stiffen slightly and pulled again on the foreskin, her eyes turning up for a moment, just long enough to watch her son's expression as pleasure began to grow in him.
Go To Bed Now
(Incest, spanking, mast, gg/father/mother) (05k)
(date posted: Friday, March 20, 2009)
I gripped mummy's wrist and jerked as an explosion of pleasure made me spasm and arch. I was coming, and yet coming so much stronger than I'd ever done before, lying in bed madly rubbing myself. I twisted and gasped, rigid with the pleasure taking me over. "Good girl," Mummy crooned.
(M/g , mast, ws, photo, "Crash") (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 27, 2008)
"How do you want me?" she asked after moments of letting him stare at her. "Like this?" she asked, and thrust her narrow pelvis forward making the fabric stretch over the sharp hills of her pelvic bones, then curve around her sex and pubis, firmly outlining the taper of he lower abdomen and the slender camel foot shape of her vulva. "Or this?" she asked, and she turned and bent slightly, then grinned back as she wriggled her cotton covered bottom, teasing him with a finger that eased under one leg-band and coyly pulled the fabric from the short but deep dividing crease.
(M/f, spanking, cons) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 23, 2008)
"I don't believe you," I told her, and picked up the branch to point it towards her nose. "I think you're lying, and girls who lie get punished!" I told her crossly, holding her eyes on my own while the end of the branch, the end with which she had already struck herself at least three times, waved directly beneath her nose.
As Daddy Does
(Bro/sis 14/12. M/W , Dom, FemDom) (18k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 15, 2008)
"Yes!" she cried, feeling the release implode within her lower body, then race up to conquer her. And her brother was arching beneath her, driving his open mouth into the hollow of her crotch to scream into her pussy as her squeezing hands brought him to his own agonising orgasm. Her relaxing hand allowed his sperm to flood from his penis, dribbling over the crown to run like warm syrup over her encircling fingers.
(M/g,g /F, spanking, oral) (19k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 09, 2008)
We bought some toys, and Jennifer's parents brought over those from the flat. They were selling it and putting the money into a savings account for Debbie for when she grew older and went to college. I magnanimously allowed them to visit and have Debbie for the odd weekend and holiday, a way of proving to them that I was no danger to the child. I think Mr Gordon knew that anyway. Oh yes, I had seen his head turn as an underage girl in tight jeans had past us, his eyes darting to her youthfully tight little bottom. Occasionally, fleetingly, our eyes would meet and we'd smile at each other knowingly. And I introduced Debbie to the little girl next door. Jessica, or Jess as even her mother called her. Jess was five to Debbie's four and would be going into school that fall. Until then, Jess and Deb's became nearly inseparable, and were often to be found out the back, just beyond the hedge where they made house and played at being adults.
Getting A Taste
(F/M/g 5yrs oral, short story) (05k)
(date posted: Thursday, October 30, 2008)
"What have I told you about smiling at strange men?" she asked, stopping to scold her little darling. "I'm sorry," I told her. "It was my fault. I smiled at her first," I explained somewhat lamely. "Lucy should still know better," she told me, coming nearer. She took out a key fob and, pressing its side, unlocked the Audi next to my own. "So should I," I reasoned. "Smiling at little girls can get a man into problems now-a-days." "It most certainly can," she told me, opening her front door to sit side-on in the front seat, her little daughter held in front of her. "But little Lucy here has an extraordinary ability of knowing who the perverts are, don't you, Honey?" she asked. With that, and her mother's hands on her shoulders, little Lucy looked up at me with a bright grin and simply lifted the front of her frilly little dress.
The Fun of Learning
(MM/g 11yrs, tease, first) (18k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 25, 2008)
"Well, I heard it wasn't always one that he'd take," Sheila Miles was saying. "Sally Clarkeson swore she saw him with two seventh graders last year!" Alison was quick to say, her eyes big and round with shock. "Well, I don't believe it," Joanne spat, a look of distain on her otherwise pretty face. "Teachers aren't like that nowadays!" she stated. "But I bet you wouldn't mind it, if he chose you!" Binky (Belinda) teased, a knowing smile on her face. "No way!" Joanne cried. "He's older than my Dad! Gross!" She pulled a face of distaste. They were talking about Mister Lawson, of course. Kathy knew the rumours, just as every child past fifth grade new of it. That he selected one girl from those going onto to other schools at the end of the school year, and had sex with them, right there in his office.
The Fare to USA
(M/G/gg, reluc, preg) (11k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 19, 2008)
A step closer and the short hairs upon her pubis came into focus, just like the stem of her prepuce appeared, squeezed within the apex of her slit. He reached out and caressed the slender young labia, a gentle pressure of his fingers parting the sticky slit so he could look into her. Bright pink flesh appeared, gleaming with fresh moisture. The distended mouth to her vagina also appeared, her hymen gone, the walls pulsing with her quickened breath.
(sis/bro/sis, femdom) (19k)
(date posted: Saturday, October 11, 2008)
Alice's eyes had lost their focus and her mouth gradually fell open as my fingers met with the apex of her slit and, having satisfied themselves as to the smoothness of her slit, slid down one side of her vulva, tracing one labia, feeling its forgiving resilience, smoothness and warmth. I slid deeper, watching her expression as my fingers slid into the hollow of her sex, just one finger extended to rub her little slit and, with gentle pressure, enter the bath of hot wetness waiting for me.
(Incest (M/son/dau) , b/g, mast, anal, spank) (24k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 05, 2008)
I sobbed, the phallus pressing once more into my fundaments, bearing down upon me from inside to make my penis throb violently against the fabric of the sofa. My groan went unheeded as mother's movements quickened, escalating the sensations rushing back and forth within me.
(parents/12g , discipline, masturbation) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 1, 2008)
"She bared her teeth, all perfectly straight, and I thought of the hundreds of dollars that it had cost us, thought of all the overtime I had worked, even as the ruler began to descend. I arched, offering up my penis to their punishment, and closed my eyes as the ruler slid past my field of vision, accelerating towards its mark."
Please, Hurt Me
(M/fff spanking, belting, punishment) (17k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 6, 2008)
"That's enough Becky!" her mother told her, putting her hands on her hips to stare down at the young girl. "You've been getting too big for your boots just recently!" she told the lanky ten year old. "Mister Brand knows all about little girls like you!" she warned.
(M/g (12) first, mast, photo, "Crash") (13k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 22, 2008)
A crumpled bonnet stood proud of its frame, enough to allow Sandy's arm to protrude, slender and pale against the dirty cream of the paint. He captured every detail of crumpled metal, sharp edges, and soft pale skin, unmarked and smooth, the girl's nails bitten to the quick. A door crumpled and beaten, the window missing, yet just showing the top of Sandy's head, her dark hair neatly combed, a subtle contrast to the beaten door panel. A bent knee protruding from a half open door, the soft flesh of the inner surface showing pale against the rust, a contrast so vivid, made perfect in black and white by the use of a red filter to make her skin even more pale.
My First Day at Saunders Manor House
(F (Dominant)/b/g , tease, mast, enema) (18k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 14, 2008)
I felt her fingers push between my buttocks, then rose with a cry onto my toes as two fingers were pressed firmly into my backside. "That's a good boy!" Jillian giggled, rotating and curling her soapy fingers within the colon behind my anal ring.
Educating a Sex Slave
(M/g, coercive, tease, spank, fondle) (10k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 11, 2008)
Her squeals grew desperately shrill, but shorter as she lost her breath. Her struggles grew frantic, but in shorter bursts. Her panties descended, her vanquished cry telling me she knew her panties had descended part her anal knot and that the dark sphincter was revealed, tightening against the conquest of my eyes and quivering with the inevitability of having to relax as some point.
(M/g (11), rape, nc) (10k)
(date posted: Sunday, May 18, 2008)
While she cried, I teased myself with just looking at her, and thinking about what I planned to do, and how I would imagine it passing. Squatting in front of her there, with the heat up in the thirties, I looked at her slender, girlish legs and imagined them spread still further apart. I imagine her skin, how it might look once her jeans are removed, the flesh under my hands, her twisting and turning, more of her squeals, the growing terror in her eyes as I draw her clothes down, off.
(Tease Incest Bro / sis) (12k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 06, 2008)
With the loss of their parents, eldest sibling begins to take charge over her younger brother and little sister.
(Spanking, Parental Masturbation girl, girl) (05k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 06, 2008)
Things were getting exciting, but it was so hard to just sit and concentrate on what Daddy and Becky were doing, what with mummy now stroking my inner thigh with one hand, and stroking my pussy through my panties with the other. I swallowed and licked my lips, unable to sit still as her fingers kept me breathless with the sharp sensations rising from my groin. Her wrists peeled my nightdress even higher, baring my panty clad crotch to daddy too, but he only smiled and winked at me again, before returning his attention to Becky.
Stop The Russian From Getting Them
(M/f/f/m, oral games MMM/m, snuff) (14k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 17, 2008)
The end of WWII in Europe, and an elite band of British soldiers are charged with evacuating any young German children they find, before the returning Russian Army wipes them out. It takes special skills to warm the hearts of terrified children.
(Fath/dau (13)., oral, F/f, oral) (17k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 17, 2008)
Jillian is an innocent child, her mind filled with the stories the older teens tell her about dating and boys. Her father, nor her teachers know any of this, but that doesn't stop them from taking advantage of her.
(Mf, spanking, anal, oral, mast) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 02, 2008)
It is Annabelle's thirteenth birthday, and the young girl is unaware of the rite of adulthood that her grandfather has prepared for her.
(Mff, coer) (14k)
(date posted: Tuesday, January 01, 2008)
In the late forties and fifties, when John's grandfather had changed his name from Herr Felsing to Fielding, the art of coercion had been in the special tools that Herr Felsing made for himself. Toe Pincers, Nail Removers, Thumb Clamps were just some of the items he had made and used on his subjects. In the sixties and seventies, John's father had brought in the new technology of the age, and his young subjects had undergone electric shock treatment, as well as being fed hallucinogenic drugs, stimulants and sedatives. Now, under John's management, such crude practices had been refined and re-applied. Light drugs in their evening food made them susceptible to sleep, and once asleep, the implants in their pillows produced low levels of microwaves that enhanced the brains learning ability. Almost inaudible instructions were issued from the small speakers in the mattress while a closely linked heating system altered the room's temperature in just moments in order to enhance the instructions the subjects were receiving
(F/ M / g (11). BDSM spanking) (33k)
(date posted: Saturday, July 21, 2007)
I felt a little uneasy about having sex though, now that we had an eleven year old girl sleeping only a few paces down the hall. I begged off the first couple of night, pleading that the child might be restless and uncertain, being in a new home. But soon, only a few days after her arrival, Brian announced that long enough had passed and, taking me firmly by the arm, steered me onto my knees in front of him until my mouth was forced over his rising glands. My unwillingness was only half pretended as the velvet feel of his penis was drawn over my tongue and my savouring of his manly flesh was masked by a whimper and a girlish attempt to escape. In moments I was pushed back against the bed and, with my head pressed back against it, forced to take my husband's penis. My ears strained to hear should Linda wake and call for me, while the excitement of Brian's penis communicated itself to me, dampening my sex and swelling me apart in preparation to being invaded.
(Incest g7,g12, father, cons) (14k)
(date posted: Friday, July 06, 2007)
I needed no more urging. Despite the incredible view of my daughter's developing behind, her succulent little anus took precedence, and my mouth fell to devour it, lips opening wide to let me suck her ringed portal outward, tongue poised to spear her unclenched anal entrance. Little sharp cries marked each of my successes as, with my hands continuing to frame and part her derriere, I stabbed, sucked and licked.
(M/g 11, first) (10k)
(date posted: Monday, June 25, 2007)
Excitement raced through me as, with her legs well enough apart, her slit had cracked open and revealed the long and bulbous shape of a well developed prepuce. No wonder she had moistened, I thought, admiring the tender shaft of pale pink skin half exposed within the rounded edge of flesh that was the apex of her vulva.
Cumming Of Age
(Femdom, training, b(13), g(11), bro - sis incest) (38k)
(date posted: Monday, June 11, 2007)
Miss Form looked at me knowingly as, reaching round, she stroked the pale young cheeks and then, gripping them at the heavier base, drew them apart so I might gaze within and see, not only the rear of her open slit, but her burnished little anal rosette, quivering like a frightened bird under my wide eyed stare. "Show me," Miss Form murmured.
(Pedo, Incest f/d (7), g(7) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 27, 2007)
She squirmed and panted, whimpered like she always did. My hands moved towards one another, one from her belly downwards, marvelling at how tight and flat her belly had become, the other from between her legs where soft inner thighs needed gentle guidance to part to the amount I wanted.
Busy Little Mouths
(F/f M/d , ws, rimming) (27k)
(date posted: Monday, December 18, 2006)
The nine year old shuffled forward on her knees and extended her head back, rising slightly in order to bring her mouth up, under her mother's suspended sex. Joanne watched, mesmerised, as Isabella's tongue stretched out again, this time to gently draw the thin membranes of her mother's labia apart.
Choices, Version 1
(date posted: Thursday, December 7, 2006)
"Banbury nodded. The red book. Most of the books were brown and a couple were blue, but only one was red. He used to give it out to particular girls, but now he found it more fun to let it get past out randomly. Nor were all girls equally susceptive to the subliminal messages and instructions hidden in white ink between the line of crisp black lettering of the normal history text. Some arrived at his door uncertain as to why, but knowing they had to see him. Other's arrived eagerly, their eyes shining, their hands eager to pull their uniform apart and bare their youthful essentials to him."
(Father, daughter, sex, corporal punishment) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 3, 2006)
Spanking may be approriate for young children, but once a child has moved into puberty, then alternatives have to be found.
Come Along With Mummy
(Mother/ Daughter (4 mnths to 13yrs) (24k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 26, 2006)
Little children can be so difficult at times. Thankfully, lone parent Lisa, finds a way to control her growing daughter.
(b, g, Mother, Bondage) (17k)
(date posted: Friday, November 17, 2006)
"I think we need to tie her legs apart now, don't you, David?" Mrs Wilson asked as, having removed Lisa's jeans from about her feet, she stood and tickled her child's flanks. "No, NO!" Lisa screeched, convulsing under the hook in her nose.
(M/g (11) (10k)
(date posted: Monday, November 13, 2006)
The Taking of an Angel
Error of Judgement
(M/f, Corporal Punishment) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 27, 2006)
A psychiatrist finds himself having to provide other services, to make end meet.
(Incest, Father/daughter (13 & 9), Aunt/nephew (9). Coercion) (23k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 28, 2006)
"Tom! Nancy! Whatever are you doing!" I cried, squealing happily inside as I watched my little brother, kneeling on his bed, try rapidly pulling his trousers and pants up while Nancy, lying back on it, burnt with embarrassment as she hurriedly pulled her own flowery knickers back up and her skirt down and into place.
A Fairy Tale
(Ogre/gg (4 & 6), Mother, fantasy) (18k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 14, 2006)
I was asked to write a Fairy Tale by a reader, something she could read to her children at bed time. The story is a colaboration as we fine-tuned it so it would be suitable. After all, you don't want to bring up your children with the wrong ideas now, do you? Please remember this is a fantasy site.
(Father/daughter (13). Bondage) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 7, 2006)
A father takes liberties with his growing daughter.
A Pupil's Dilemma
(date posted: Tuesday, December 27, 2005)
A teacher shows concern for a child.
A Victorian Saga
(Spanking, pedo, incest Father, Daughter, Granddaughter) (01k)
(date posted: Monday, December 12, 2005)
A Victorian gentleman goes about educating the women and girls around him in the proper manner. The regime is quite straight forward. Discipline them every evening for the sins they've committed that day. The more sins, the harder the tool, and he has plenty of tools to choose from, from the soft leather flail, to the wicked Rattan cane. Perhaps, if they show themselves to be good girls, he will reduce the educational punishment. They may be asked to kneel at his feet and pray, or to go for a ride in the country, an imaginative ride with a completely different meaning
(Fath/Daugh, daught/son incest, pedo (8), anal & other games, Femdom) (60k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 23, 2005)
A young woman introduced to her boyfriend's daughter recalls when she was eight and her father had married a woman with an elder son and daughter. There had been a lot of private games to play as the children were taught, and the father slowly introduced to family life.
(Incest Mother/Father/Son/daughter, Pedo Mg, Mb, spanking, mast) (30k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 12, 2005)
"What a clever girl!" he gasped, and helped her pull her panties down until, like her shorts, they lay around her ankles, the gusset stretched by the parting of her legs. "Now, what shall we do?" he asked.
(date posted: Sunday, September 11, 2005)
And the two adults watched her, Miss Marsh's imagination conjuring up images of the abuse she fantasised Mister Wilde would heap upon the girl. Malcolm inhaled, feeling the power he was going to hold over this lovely little girl. Because, for all the abuse she had suffered from her parents, she was still fundamentally a naive girl of nine.
(M/F M/g (13) M/g (9 & 10), spanking, CP, anal) (56k)
(date posted: Saturday, September 3, 2005)
A doctor finds a warm welcome with a landlady and her two daughters. The ailing woman relies more and more on the doctor to help her, and soon that involves punishing both little girls when they are naughty. And surely, a little fingering is a preferred alternative to another cut of the cane.
Salvation Is The Church
(M/F, M/F/f(14), F/f(14/10), F/F/F/f(40s/30s/14/10), M/F/F/F/f, WS, oral, masturbation, fisting, incest) (71k)
(date posted: Friday, August 12, 2005)
This is a story based upon religious parody. It is total fiction. A church shows salvation to a single mother trying to get by in small town America. The woman and her daughter have little hope of escaping the poverty trap they find themselves in, and so for the sake of her daughter, she elects to join them. Mind you, their teachings on Incest and Polygamous marriages hit a chord with her, one she'd not thought of since her incestuous fantasies as a child.
Training Mother & Daughter
(F/M, M/g (7), spanking, dom/sub, exh) (32k)
(date posted: Tuesday, August 2, 2005)
A man takes the time to train the mother, in order to ultimately train the daughter. It's an exquisite process that leads a mature woman and her seven year old daughter down the road towards submissiveness and obedience.
Episode from a Brothel, Money Talks
(g(9), imprisonment, solo, forced masturbation, F/g, g/g, b/g, M/g voyeurism, first time, gang bang, WS, incest) (52k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 28, 2005)
Sir Gerald Humphries is rich enough to get what he wants. This includes the abduction of his only daughter, and then her training as a child whore so he can subsequently watch her at work. Such things take time and effort.
Episode from a Brothel, A Mix Up
(MF/boygirl waxing, anal) (11k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 28, 2005)
Jeremy is an Asia Boygirl, a lovely little effeminate lad.
Episode from a Brothel, Come Barefoot
(Foot fetish, M/f (12) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 14, 2005)
Some people have bizarre tastes. Whores are taught to always put their best foot forward, so to speak.
Episode from a Brothel, Carol's Urges
(W/bbb, role-play, forced sex, anal, oral.) (07k)
(date posted: Saturday, April 23, 2005)
Another episode from the infamous Brothel, hidden under a car park in a major city, pissibly somewhere near you. This evening, a woman requests three boys abuse her.
Episode from a Brothel, Donna's Dilemma
(Oral sex, M/infant) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, April 13, 2005)
Thirteen year old Donna has a new born baby. How will she get by, living and working the brothel with a six month old baby to look after?
Episode from a Brothel, Punishment
(Spanking, Enema, M/f(13), anal) (18k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 5, 2005)
The brothel has its own way of making sure the children behave and, like everything, it's available at a price.
Episode From A Brothel
(M/ff (10&6) oral, play, tease) (09k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 5, 2005)
Jeremy is introduced to the Brothel, and proves his willingness to participate
Episode from a Brothel
(W/g (12ish), bi, oral, fist, strap-on) (09k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 20, 2005)
Here is the first in a series of short stories dealing with the day to day life and incidents in a Brothel. Read them in any order to build a complete picture of the most lucrative and secretive Brothel in the world; the only brothel to solely provide underage flesh of either sex. Any age, any act, no matter how perverse, it can be bought, at The Brothel.
Asking for it
(: g (9, 10, 11,12,13) mast, fondling, 18yrs gangbang) (23k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 23, 2005)
A young woman reflects on the path of sexual awakening begun at the age of 9 that leads her to a rugby pitch in the middle of cold January day.
On a Tight Budget
(M/g (13yr) first, 9yr g voyeur oral) (24k)
(date posted: Monday, December 27, 2004)
"A good wage in the Ukraine is 30 US dollars a month and many families live on the edge of poverty. So wouldn't you give your daughter's virginity for ten years income, if it meant obtaining a good education for the child, a car, heating, a better way of life, and a better future?"
(b/g 12 & 13yrs, various activities) (60k)
(date posted: Saturday, December 11, 2004)
Two children are abducted and placed, nude, in a room. Cameras watch them 24 hours a day to monitor their reactions, behaviour and interaction.
(Incest F/DD. Dom game play) (50k)
(date posted: Sunday, November 21, 2004)
"Good girl, good girl," Gerald murmured, holding himself still and watching her work his sensitive gland in her mouth and over her lips. Having savoured it and gathered all the flavour she could from it, she began to bob her head back and forth, licking and swallowing, flicking it occasionally with her tongue, squeezes of her hands rewarding her with the thicker taste of his bland pre-come. She worked on it feverishly, the smell of him intoxicating her. "Karen's about to get her glass of milk now. Drink it all down like a good little girl," he told her.
(M/g Corporal Punishment, M/F/ff first, M/M/ffff education) (43k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 6, 2004)
"For a moment, Jeremy was confused as to which he wanted more; to watch the girl being beaten, her little cherubic bottom scored repeatedly by twigs, canes, rulers and crops, by anything that would leave bright marks that would ultimately split and bleed, or to have the woman slide out of that sexy underwear and offer herself up to him, parting her legs to show him the ready state of her furry sex, licking her lips in readiness to taking him into her mouth, preparing him fully for a hard and fast fucking of her delicious body. The thought of the little girl, no older than nine or ten from what he could see, watching the act from one side, only added spice to the idea of fucking this woman."
(Father/Daughter (14) incest, Urine play.) (29k)
(date posted: Monday, September 20, 2004)
Gail's pee games initiate a fire in her father that she hadn't bargained for.
(mental & physical abuse M/g (6 thu 7), M/F, ncons) (36k)
(date posted: Saturday, August 28, 2004)
"April wept into her duvet, her head shaking as she willed the sound of the belt landing on flesh to stop. Her mother's screams had lost their sharpness and had become forlorn wails, rising and falling like the sea, in rhythm with the landing of the belt. She was only partly conscious of Joe taking Wayne's place behind her, his hands then lifting her little bottom so he could more easily slide his nose deep in the base of her bottom and take a deep inhalation of her scent."
A Bum Deal
(F/d, B/sis incest, anal pedo 8 & 12 yrs) (27k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 26, 2004)
Heather pushed her mind away from those thoughts. They came so often now her father and brother were absent. They came most vividly at night. A door would creak and she'd jump, thinking her brother was sneaking in, his cock hard again, even if she had been forced to empty it only an hour previously while kneeling in front of her father so he could watch. There'd be steps out in the hall, heavy like those of her father and she'd picture him standing over her bed, telling her to turn over and lift her haunches, a hand already stroking himself erect.
A Twisted Rehabilitation
(M/ggg nonc bro/sis incest) (18k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 15, 2004)
Written with the help of Mike. John, a young man recently returned to the land of his birth, finds himself in deep trouble after two girls had approached him while he'd been sitting in the local park. Now, imprisoned for Child Abuse, he must prove he can be rehabilitated.
The Dark Lady
(F/f/f (14yrs) Domme/sub, bondage) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 29, 2004)
Written with the help of Mike. "Karen's eyes wandered from the bed to the chair and found it holding her attention. Beth wandered over and watched her eyes follow the hinges and brackets, smiling when the girl's brightening cheeks told her she'd worked out some of its abilities. "Friends kindly made it for me," she explained, reaching down to unfold the front creating a large V into which the captive could be held and examined. With a gentle push the arms swung out too, and then the backrest angled backwards, creating a platform more than a seat, one that left the captive totally accessible, totally bound."
The Pussy Licker Club
(g10/g12/g13 mastb) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 19, 2004)
A story written with the help of Mike. "There was no way Jess could get out of it now. Both her older friends had shown off their privates, neither one worrying about the adults downstairs and what they might do if they knew what was going on. So, dismissing whatever her mother might say if she knew, Jess drew her hand from between her legs and let the other two stare at her little fledging slit."
From Darkness Into The Light
(Father/daughter 9 thru 13, noncons, teacher/pupil, anal, first, pregnancy) (49k)
(date posted: Sunday, May 9, 2004)
An idea from a reader. What if you could show the two sides of early sexual experience within one story; the dark side constituting unwelcome advances from which there is no escape, tormenting the child and hurting, solely for the pleasure of an adult, the light side constituting the loving relationship between an adult and child where true love exists and both parties are made the better by the close relationship with the other. What if?
(Incest Father/daughter) (24k)
(date posted: Friday, April 16, 2004)
A story written with the help of Mike. "Jen caught her breath as darting pleasure darted deep into her belly with the rolling, pinching and pulling of her little teats. Her slender young hips rolled, not with imagined music, but with the excitement building in her crotch, stimulated with every pull on her tender nubbins."
(SF, execution snuff, cannibalism, M/f f/f) (23k)
(date posted: Monday, April 5, 2004)
I've admired Dolcett's work for some while, loving the way he has removed the pain and agony of execution to replace it with sexual pleasure and family obligation. Written with the help of Mike, This is a tribute to Dolcett, an artist with a particular fondness for graphically killing women. I hope I've faithfully reproduced those same feelings in this short work.
From the Frying Pan
(M/ff 9yo, mast, exposure, first) (23k)
(date posted: Monday, March 29, 2004)
Written with the help of Mike, "The tension built in me as I watched the young girl obey. Nine years old I kept thinking, remembering pictures on the net of girls just as young. It wasn't as if this would be the first sight of a young pussy, and yet that was what it would be; my very first viewing of a nine year old stripping off to nothing. All the pictures, all the films, all of it counted for nothing now that a real one was in the same room as me, preparing to undress for me, strip away all her clothes, then spread her legs for clear pictures of her precious little pussy. I was shaking as I thought of it, certain that a single touch of my cock would bring me off, I was that excited."
(F M/fm Punishment & abuse) (28k)
(date posted: Sunday, March 21, 2004)
Written with the help of Mike. "She turned to the mirror and looked at herself, her teeth catching the corner of her bottom lip. She was eleven, nearly twelve and all the growing she'd done seemed to be in her arms and legs. It added inches to her height but nothing to the size of her bust or hips. 'Beanpole' they called her at school and the tight vest she wore only accented it."
A Miss Marsh Episode
(F/f/b pedo, g/b incest, femdom, harsh CP, enema) (30k)
(date posted: Wednesday, March 10, 2004)
A story written with the help of Mike. "Stephanie Marsh woke to the sound of her alarm clock beside the bed and swiftly leant over to silence it. For a moment she yearned to return to the beach of her dreams where a dozen children frolicked with her in the sand, all of them vying for her attention, all so practically nude. Then the reality of the day took over and she rose and turned on the light."
(Femdom, incest fath/daugh (13) Moth/daugh (12), spanking, discipline) (72k)
(date posted: Friday, February 20, 2004)
A Story writen with the help of Mike. "Immersed in hot and oiled water, Kathy had gently stroked herself as she listened to the home made CD of her friends masturbating. Knowing them, she could imagine what they had been doing as she listened to their breathing grow more pronounced. Each little mew and sigh gave Kathy a hint of how their fingers would have moved. Quickening breath would tell her how urgently they stroked themselves while their final and sudden little cries drew for her pictures of young bodies held in thrall, eyes rolled up under quivering eyelids as fingers clenched, extending their pleasure peeks for as long as possible."
(Nonc, M/f torture) (11k)
(date posted: Monday, February 9, 2004)
This story was written with the aid of Mike. "The girl licked her lips and looked up at me, the unasked question making her pale. "Not afraid are you?" I asked softly, reaching out to gently stroke her cheek, then her soft hair. She licked her lips again and continued to look up at me with her pale face, taking a few moments before shaking her head. I smiled and reached for her jumper, pulling it over her head before returning for her blouse. As I began to undo it she looked up at me with her big blue eyes, her expression unreadable."
The Spanish Inquisition
(M/ F/ f (12yrs) BDSM (Mother & Daughter tortured) (21k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 24, 2004)
Written with the help of Mike. "No! Leave her alone!" cried the daughter in strident tones that cut across her mother's loud sobbing. It caught Juan Jesus's attention and he turned to the child, his eyes draining her rebellion to leave her cringing in the arms of the guard. "You think you can protect your mother?" Juan Jesus asked. The girl looked into his eyes, her own filled with nervousness, and nodded. Juan Jesus laughed. The girl looked hurt and struggled once more to be free, her slender young form dwarfed by the grinning guard who held her from behind.
(Femdom, F/Moth/daugh, abuse, erotic torture) (32k)
(date posted: Monday, January 12, 2004)
This story was developed with the help of Mike. "Rachel's high pitched squeal confirmed both her finding of her little clitoris, and of the seven-year-olds overwhelming orgasm. Idly, Stephanie wondered if it was her first as the young body went taut as a board, her head thrown back in wild exaltation. She seemed held there forever, young muscles sculptured beneath bruised flesh, then she collapsed and sucked in a much needed breath, her eyes wildly staring at the ceiling as she came to terms with herself."
(spanking, mast, incest) (14k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 28, 2003)
"Good girl," her father murmurs. "Good girl, good girl," he continues to murmur, his praise holding her still as the fingers begin a more intimate investigation. Pleasure as intense as the pain sweeps everything else aside as paternal fingers trace and nudge, press and part. Abigail pants. She imagines herself bound and spread, unable to stop anyone who wants to from fondling and abusing her. Her eyes stare at the young girl's reflection in front of her, feeling for her as a finger insinuates inside her tight virginity, stretching her open and making her whimper with the thought of loosing her precious hymen. She jerks away and, realising what she's done, looks past her own astonished face to stare at her father's scowling expression. Thanks for Mike for his assistance with this story.
(Pedo, enema, punishment, incest, b/g, Moth/son) (52k)
(date posted: Friday, December 19, 2003)
"Panties right off," I told her, watching her as I slid my slender belt from my school trousers and wound it round my fist the way her father would often do with his own belt. Looking close to tears, my ten year old cousin did as I asked, beginning to softly weep as I pointed to the ground where I wanted her to lie. My thanks to Mike for all of his help.
(M/fff (13yo) con/noncons rape) (20k)
(date posted: Friday, November 28, 2003)
Panties unfurled between precious young thighs, curving over her pubis and vulva, coming together at the base where it was gathered into her buttock crease. The leg bands were prettily scalloped with lace, unfurling from between her legs where they lay creased between thigh and rounded vulva. The scent of her rose to my nostrils, a mix of rich womanhood and sweet youth with all the intensity of a full day of school. My thanks to Mike for his help with this story.
The Edna Bishop Sanatorium
(Incest, cons/noncons, BDSM, M/f, F/f, F/m, M/m. sado/maso) (31k)
(date posted: Friday, October 31, 2003)
The remote location of the Edna Bishop Sanatorium meant no one would hear the children's screaming or crying as they were taught to obey their parents' new rules and regulations. Boys and girls are taught obedience, cleanliness and masturbatory self restraint. Occasionally, even the mother needs to be taught a lesson or two. Written with the ideas & help of Mike.
The City Hotel
(Lesbian foreplay, masturbation of self and others, cross dressing, Infantile play, Femme Dom, light whipping & corporal punishment, water sport, 1st) (22k)
(date posted: Tuesday, September 16, 2003)
A sixteen year old girl is given a job in a hotel. She will be assisting guests, helping to ensure their stay is comfortable and enjoyable. The guest and tourists staying there are far from the usual type of visitor to the city, but the hotel will train her as part of the job, and integrate her slowly into the particular workings of the hotel until she proves herself fully competent. This story has been written with the help of Mike.
(Pedo, BDSM MF/bf) (41k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 17, 2003)
Victorian England. A judge uses his position to have the odd child flogged, or taken to his home for a few days of special punishment. There are other delights along the way.
(Fath/anorexic daugh incest) (17k)
(date posted: Saturday, August 2, 2003)
Straightening from taking off her trousers, she revealed a figure as thin as any of the pictures I'd seen, her skeleton clearly outlined by the taut skin wrapped to it, hardly any muscle and absolutely no fat on her. Her skin was ghostly pale and seemingly translucent, small blue veins meandering just under the surface. I counted each of her ribs and stared at her sunken belly , swallowing as I saw how loose her underpants were, hanging on to her but unable to hide the high rise of her pelvis. "Weight?" I asked, finding my breath while trying to sort through my feelings on seeing her so starkly thin and malnourished.
(Incest, 2Xdaugh, bondage) (23k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 13, 2003)
Daddy slid his hand from my shoulder as mummy approached with the first length of cord. He took my arms, just above my elbows, and forced them back, pushing my chest out before the strands were woven around my upper arms and tied off inside the weave so it wouldn't show. I began to pant, unable to keep my breathing quiet as the eyes of my parents and their friends slid over my bust, pushed tightly into my clothing.
(Father, 2Xdaughters cons) (35k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 18, 2003)
A Straight forward tale of Incest,the children's curiosity leading him on.
(Pedo examinations, training, spanking & torture) (90k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 24, 2003)
A Story of a Ballet School, writen with the help of Mike, an avid Mr Double reader. "Remove your clothes please," Carla told the child, her blood growing warm in the hope the child refused. "What?" Emily gasped. "The word you were searching for is Pardon, and you heard me perfectly well. Remove your clothes. I wish to examine your skeleton and ensure you are fit for training." She explained again patiently. New girls required a lot of patients from her she found, but in the end they learnt their painful lessons and did as they were told.
(Incest, F/g/g, spanking, anal) (23k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 3, 2003)
Biting her lower lip she drew her panties down, glancing at me for a reaction before she then lay her upper body along the table top, full buttocks tightening into a curve where thick thighs quivered, her full sex peeking out from between them, rolled lips decorated with crisp curls of mature pubic hair. "I'm going to teach you a lesson!" I breathed, lifting the belt. She chewed her lower lip and gazed back at me over her shoulder. The belt flashed down and landed solidly into her bottom, lifting her from the table and bringing a hiss from between her teeth. "Get over," I ordered, ignoring her red face and panting breath.
(Incest Mother, Son, Daughter, spanking) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 29, 2003)
Anne, mother of two, helps a disabled mother to look after her two children. This involves nudity, spanking and masturbation of the 13 and 14yr old in front of their attentive mother.
Who Needs Golf
(Incest (bro/sis) & pedo 7yrs f) (26k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 1, 2003)
"Clean?" Polly would ask. "Not yet," David would often answer, gazing at her little rosette. "One more," he'd tell her, and she'd dip her back and wait for it. Once more loaded with soap, he'd push his fingertip into her pink anus and hold it there to feel her bottom surround him, smooth and tight, clenching as she softly panted. "Clean?" she'd ask again. "Just the last place now," he told her.
(Sadistic physical & sexual torture of 9 to 13 yr olds) (50k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 22, 2003)
The third story following the sadistic practices of one family. It is now 1939. Written with the help of Mike, an avid reader. 'His hands slid along her slender little torso, stopping for a moment at her tiny nipples to feel how stiff they had become. His loins moved his cock slightly back and forth, testing the limits of her moistness until his hands reached her neck. He smiled pleasantly one last time, his cock easing slowly from her chink, then tightened his grip around her neck, thumbs pressing inwards to restrict her breathing. Molly's relaxed and flushed features changed as her throttling began.'
(pedo, torture, torture, incest, femdom) (45k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002)
Continuing The Good Samaritans, Allow me to introduce Victoria and Simon, Astrid's children. It is now 1918 and the late teenagers find success in their first small venture; ten children aged between 9 and 13.
The Good Samaritans
(Pedo, extreme & prolonged Sadism) (85k)
(date posted: Friday, November 1, 2002)
This is a story about the founding of an orphanage at the turn of the nineteenth century by a group of wealthy individuals, solely for the purposes of providing them with healthy children to satisfy their sadistic sexual perversions. The idea for it came from a reader, Mike, who has also participated in writing some of the chapters.
(12yr F/f pedo cons teacher & child) (26k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 18, 2002)
A young English teacher discovers a girl pupil with latent lesbian tendencies and a crush on her. The perfect morsel for ravishing, then discarding she believes. Of course, some children are more knowing than others.
(daugh/fath incest) (14k)
(date posted: Monday, August 5, 2002)
19yr old Annie is forced by the courts to visit a psychiatrist due to drug abuse following the death of her father. In doing so, deeply suppressed memories of fatherly incest since the age of eight come to light.
(Bondage & light Sado-Masochism, b/g, b/parents, broth/sisterr, M/g, Father/Daughter.) (42k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 28, 2002)
The story of Tommy, from 6yrs old, when he first sees his father tying his mother up, till his thirties. In between he meets girls (7yrs upward), women, and their daughters. He binds and gently tortures all of them, growing in wisdom and ability.
(M/g M/g g/g M/g 12 to 16yr olds) (40k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 17, 2002)
It's the 1930 and things are hard for everyone. The Doctor worries about the young and takes them into his home when he can, giving them a trade and training them to be good, obedient, willing girls. When old enough, past the age he likes best, he sells them on to rich young men in the City.
A Mother's Work is Never Done
(Mum/daughter Mum/son spanking, mast oral) (21k)
(date posted: Monday, July 15, 2002)
Linda's married life is boring. Nine years of marriage, a seven year old daughter. husband always at work. Boring. then, a meeting with old friends sparks a change in her life. Beforeyou know it, she's the dirtiest mother around.
Value For Money
(fath/daught incest, pedo 12 yr old) (20k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 2, 2002)
The phone rang and I picked it up on the third ring to listen to the other end. I heard an agitated voice asking if I was Mr Nomad. "You're speaking to him." I said. There was a moment's hesitation on the other end and I waited, sensing the nervousness of the man. "My name's Jerry. Jerry Worth. I'm in trouble. Incest. A friend said you might be able to help me." "I see," I murmured in measured tones. "What family members were involved?" "Myself and my daughter. She's twelve." He told me softly. "Is she with you now?" I asked. "Yes. Look, we've nowhere to go. The police will be after us in minutes!" So begins a story of incest and paedophilia.
(Incest; parents, twin girls, peeing) (33k)
(date posted: Saturday, May 18, 2002)
It was a set of circumstances that only rarely ever occurred, else the rest would never have happened. Joan would have continued to be, as she always had been, a loyal, loving wife and a role model for our two precious girls and I would have remained just their father. The twins; Beth and Gail, would have remained the sweet angelic girls I'd always seen them as. And the world around us wouldn't have become the hostile place we now considered it.
(M/g 14yr pee) (10k)
(date posted: Monday, May 13, 2002)
Jane, 14, gets caught short. A short tale of adolescent peeing.
(adult incest. M/f pedo) (36k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 8, 2002)
Peter Nomad is a French spy mixing with the English aristocrats before the French Revolution. He smuggles brandy as a side line, and takes what opportunities there are to visit his sister and continue the games they played as children. Of course, life is rarely so simple as when they were children.
Who Done It
(Murder Mystery, Fath/Daugh Incest, Pedo) (70k)
(date posted: Monday, April 8, 2002)
Part One of a murder mystery. Only, the policeman handling the case is a paedophile beginning an incestuous relationship with his daughter, and the murder uncovers a 13yr old girl having sexual relations with a boy 17. Pictures and soiled panties of various sizes are found. And when it all gets too much, the policeman goes off to find a nice and willing young whore.
Get A Life
(spanking, pedo, incest, (Actual & Fantasy roleplay) (26k)
(date posted: Saturday, March 9, 2002)
David, a retired electrician is grief-stricken when his wife dies. Attempting to die through drink, he meets a young woman in need of a father figure, someone to spank her. The odd spanking sessions become regular. He tells his adult daughter and is soon requested to spank his granddaughter. Soon he is overrun with women of various ages seeking a stern father figure to deliver a spanking, followed by sex.
(Femdom, malesub, pedo (10yrs x 2) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 16, 2002)
Edward is 24 and a nerd, an oink, a dildo, a wanker. Living with Mummy, his life is just him and the dirty pictures he guiltily seeks out on his computer. Then Elizabeth appears, returning after years away to remind him of their childhood and dirty games played in cupboards. He falls for her, submitting to her stronger will and meeting her other playmates, two ten year old girls. A long story.
(Pedo M/ff (12) Incest M/f (22)??) (41k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 5, 2002)
A tale set in Victorian times. Rich photographer takes girls from the destitute to photograph and abuse. Twist at the end when discovered by his adult daughter, a young woman who has disliked him ever since she was a similar age and he would fondle her through her clothes.
(Pedo M/g,g(11,12) (31k)
(date posted: Friday, December 28, 2001)
2 young girls see male teacher having an afair with a young student female teacher. They take pictures and blackmail him. He must obey their wishes three times to gain all three pictures. A very straight tale with plenty of sex and room for growth - if you'd like, then let me know.
Birthday Girl, 1846
(Incest, racial, pedo) (53k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 23, 2001)
1846, a family of plantation owners in southern USA. Plenty of pretty young slaves, plus a pretty white girl having her fourteenth birthday. Everyone is as it one way or other but there is a twist.
Life Goes On
(M/son, bro(14)/sis(13), dau/F, Necrophilia(after page 18) (38k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 9, 2001)
An idea passed to me from a fellow author; Father dies. Daughter misses his attentions. Brother had seen them and now pushes himself upon her for some of same. Straight incest tale for first 18 pages. Then funeral approaches. Strange dreams of rituals to bring him alive. They visit funeral parlour where daughter gives in to urges. Mother finds them and goes ape. Very strange ending.
(M/elk Dad/daugh(7) Mum/Daugh(12) Santa/girl(12) (34k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 24, 2001)
Oh No! I hear you say. A "Santa" Story! Not another! Well, this isn't what it seems. I've tried to do to Santa what Frank Miller did to Batman. In Here, Santa is dark and foreboding, his background completely alien, his goals different to ours. So Christmas approaches and a family is drawn towards the inevitable. And Santa is derawn forward too, his own insticts driving him towards the climax on Christmas night.
(M Moth/daugh(14) spanking, sex) (29k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 15, 2001)
John was 55 and retired. His life was over, so he thought. Then the neighbours intruded into his quiet life, a spoilt daughter, a lone mother.
(pedo, rape, war) (23k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 26, 2001)
A war trial is about to start in the Real World outlining the atrocities committed during the Bosnian conflict. Here is a fictional account of what some of it might have been.
Life Begins At Forty
(Incest M/f & F/b, Pedo) (49k)
(date posted: Sunday, August 5, 2001)
One family come into money and head for Indonesia and a new life. A second family is torn by death and publicity, forced to flee abroad. Finally they meet up.
A Family At Last
(Incest Mother/son/daughter mild spanking) (16k)
(date posted: Sunday, July 15, 2001)
Heather was humming to herself as she washed the two, three dishes she'd used during the day. In front of her stood the window that looked over the neat back garden where her deck chair still stood. It had been a pleasant day spent out in the garden sunning herself, the young boy from next door at school and unable to leer at her from his bedroom window. He'd recently taken to shaking while he watched, either in parody of masturbation or in real and eager youthfulness - Heather couldn't tell. One day, the trim and tanned mother said to herself, I'm going to get that boy and teach him some manners.
(M/f teen first) (19k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 28, 2001)
A married man of eight years and a teacher for six, Brian thought he knew his wife. But then he thought he could handle school girl crushes too. Just goes to show.
(F/m racial pedo) (12k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 24, 2001)
Marie sat at her dressing table and slowly combed her long dark hair, her mind moving from one thing to another as it does when you're idle. She was twenty-four and one-time model from London, now living in this beautiful house just outside Cape Town, South Africa, the wife of a Fund Manager on secondment from the head office in London.
(spanking M/f teen) (11k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 23, 2001)
A newsagent is offered an alternative to police by three parents after their girls steal from the shop.
(date posted: Wednesday, June 6, 2001)
Jason felt his heart hammer loudly in his chest when he heard the doorbell sound. It had been hammering anyway, but for a different reason, but now it hammered violently, far too violently for a man of his years. One hand trying to straighten the bedcovers and the other pushing his shirt back into his trousers, he rushed from the bedroom and turned the key in the lock before hurrying on. He was sixty-nine but was still a stout and brisk man, despite the heart attack that had led to his early retirement a few years before. "Yes?" he asked the pretty girl on the doorstep.
Nothing To Write About
(pedo incest voyeur) (21k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 30, 2001)
Derek is forty odd, happily married, nice home, adult children. But he's haunted by his childhood, constantly seeking the same pleasure he'd experienced with his sister when they were children.
(M/F Male Dominance, Suspense) (36k)
(date posted: Monday, March 19, 2001)
Alice knew she should never have got involved with David, but it had started so harmlessly, an exchange of email on the internet. Of course she should never have let her ten year old daughter take those pictures of her and she burnt as she recalled losing control and having to press the rough rope to her crotch. But now David was actually there, a strong and powerful presence that drew her like a magnet. Would her need for this man overturn ALL her morals and principles?
Sally & Jenny
(f/f F/f mother/daughter M/F rape) (32k)
(date posted: Saturday, February 17, 2001)
The relationship between two schoolgirls change as relationships around them change.
(MM/f M/F M/f F/f mother/daughter incest, Satanism, ws, anal) (38k)
(date posted: Sunday, February 4, 2001)
"Mr Thomson. My Master has asked me to telephone you," Marc told him. "Your Master?" "Yes. I believe you must have tried contacting him recently," Marc murmured, waiting for a moment before he continued. "A short ritual? A little blood? Perhaps the killing of a lamb?" Marc suggested. There was silence on the other end and Marc wondered for a moment if he'd feinted or put the phone down on him. "Dear God!" he heard the man whisper. "Hardly!" Marc grinned, his sense of humour returning to him. "When would it be convenient to meet?" Marc asked. "Sometime Tomorrow?" he suggested.
A Stinging Tale
(M/f M/f F/f M/f incest bro/sis & spanking) (77k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 27, 2001)
The story of James from his birth to current following his exploits with his sister and other young women/girls as he participates in his prime enjoyment; spanking.
Interview with Donna
(incest F/f F/f f/f bit of ws, spanking) (55k)
(date posted: Monday, January 8, 2001)
Interview with Donna Graham who talks of her days spent as a mother's helper, looking after three girl siblings and a dominant mother. The father has his own games and Donna has to learn to cope.
Interview With Sister Maria
(pedo M/fb F/f F/m m/f M/f) (36k)
(date posted: Monday, January 1, 2001)
Peter Nomad meets two willing ten year olds and the search begins to find their origin. Once found, the woman gives Peter an interview, retelling how she came to seduce the children in her care with the help of three men who visited regularly.
Interview With Eddie
(family incest, pedo non-consent MMMM/ffff, war killing) (19k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 24, 2000)
Interview with Brian who, after admiting to childhood incest with his mother & sisters, describes time spent in the world war, raping & killing.
Interview With Brian
(Father/daughter incest) (13k)
(date posted: Sunday, December 24, 2000)
Peter Nomad interviews Brian, a father who's experienced some of the delights of his preteen daughter.
Interview with Tony
(b/F b/F pedo FF/b) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, December 20, 2000)
First in a series of interviews with various people. Here I interview Tony, a bellboy at a NY hotel in the thirties where they were hired out by the reception Manager to anyone who wanted to use them.
The Truth of the Matter
(date posted: Wednesday, December 13, 2000)
Oh, you think it's all so easy, so simple. A flash of panties, a touch here and there and she's all yours. Well it's not like that in real life. Let me tell you.
(Pedo, snuff MMMMF/ffffm) (39k)
(date posted: Tuesday, December 5, 2000)
A group of adults take charge of a group of children, each to enact their ultimate fantasy on the child of their choice, the filming of it funding their activity. This is Part 1, one child is sacrificed. I'll only continue if there is sufficient interest. Please remember - THIS IS FICTION
(M/ff M/F M/FF incest) (36k)
(date posted: Saturday, December 2, 2000)
Peter Nomad is in hospital, severely crippled. He begins to imagine things, like his precious little daughters becoming sexy little girls for their daddy.
(M/f M/Ff MM/f incest) (26k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 16, 2000)
All sorts of things occur when I decide to open a clothing store specialising in school atire.
(Father Son, Sister. X-dress, anal) (19k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 9, 2000)
I got an email; why didn't I write about a daughter using her brother as a surrogate for herself with her father. Well, here it is, a strange tale, but it works.
(Father Daughter, Mother Son) (12k)
(date posted: Wednesday, November 8, 2000)
Isn't it strange what you learn about close friends? Benny and Jane are in for a surprise when they visit their old friend and daughter.
(Father daughter) (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 2, 2000)
A father is tempted by his eleven year old daughter. Can he resist? Anyone wanta bet?
(M/ff F/f pedo) (17k)
(date posted: Tuesday, October 31, 2000)
A fantasy world. Jed, a slaver, gathers children from outlying areas to be sold in the city.
(M/f F/m parents, bro & sis) (20k)
(date posted: Friday, September 22, 2000)
Jane awoke and blinked her eyes in the darkness of her room. She was warm and comfortable and knew that if she closed her eyes she'd drift off to sleep again. Yet something had woken her, something she hadn't recognised yet. She turned, turning from the slight glow that came from the street lamp through her bedroom curtains, towards the door that led to the hall. A little line of light shone from under it, slightly different to the normal light and that told Jane someone was still up.
(M/Ff parental domination spanking) (21k)
(date posted: Monday, July 31, 2000)
It was a bright and sunny day, the day our Sharon came back to us. Ed was out in the garden, mowing the grass and I was on the veranda, sweeping away the overnight dust. The house may not have been much to look at, being one of those old wooden clad buildings built in the war, but we liked to keep it clean, and Edward took great pride in having the neatest garden on the road. Anyway, that's where we were when the taxi came into view.
(M/gg pedo) (22k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 25, 2000)
I saw her one Saturday, a head taller than the other girls around her. She was obviously the leader of the pack, a ten or eleven year old surrounded by girls of eight and nine who all wanted to be like her. She shone, even before she looked up from one of her followers to glance at me. I was smitten.
Diary of a ten year old
(M/ff father daugh) (05k)
(date posted: Saturday, July 22, 2000)
Daddy took me to the woods again today. I guess I didn't really mind. I mean, as long as my friends don't find out or anything. We went to our usual place and I took my clothes off while dad took his photographs. I don't like the posing bit as much as I used to.
(M/f F/m incest first) (39k)
(date posted: Saturday, July 1, 2000)
I remember life was boring before granddad came to stay with us. There was never ever anything to do. Whatever I started my big brother would come over and spoil or take over. He even took my dolls and changed their heads, or put things inside them so they'd rattle. I hid from my brother in my wardrobe sometimes - when he took to coming into my room when I was getting undressed so he could 'check' on me. I didn't like him doing that.
(F/ffff fem dom pedo) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 21, 2000)
A firm disciplinarian is interviewed for a position of mistress in a very exclusive public school - then leaves her 'mark' in different ways upon several of the girls, aged 12 to 15.
(Fath/Daugh incest first oral) (17k)
(date posted: Sunday, June 18, 2000)
The story follows the growth and development of a father and his daughter at the ages of 7,10, 12 and 14.
Teach Your Children Well
(M/ff fath/daugh spanking & teen pedo) (15k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 15, 2000)
It was eleven at night on the small island in the Indian Ocean. My two girls had long since gone to bed. I sat in my study savouring one of the locally made cigars while the cool night breeze swept in from the cove and over my facing window. There was a timid knock on the door and Celia crept in, her normally pretty Chinese face screwed up with nervousness. She curtsied, her hands nervously gripping the patterned cotton wrapped tightly round her slender hips. "You've been a naughty little girl, haven't you Celia?"
(Piercing Mother/son Fath/daugh incest first) (44k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 14, 2000)
Daughter grows up with a fascination of having her privates pierced. Her parents are an understanding couple, and one thing leads to another,,,.
(fath, daugh incest/first/nc) (19k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 7, 2000)
Linda is 14 before she begins to feel pleasure from the naughty things her father has done to her since the age of 12. But now others are noticing her loveliness and taking advantage of her. Only, she's Daddy's girl now.
With Mother's Help
(MF/f mother, father/daughter incest first) (28k)
(date posted: Friday, May 26, 2000)
In a little house in the middle of suburbia there lived a small family of three. There was Daddy, David Hope to those outside of the house, Mummy, or June Hope to her friends at the gym where she went each day, and their little Angel; Lucy Hope.
(M/f/F/f/F/F rape) (17k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 24, 2000)
Bobby wasn't mad. He'd seen mad people. There had been many at the mental hospital where he worked as a porter. They were mad, raving one moment, quiet the next. Sitting there looking at nothing or talking to themselves all the time, even when they ate. They were mad.
(M/f M/f F/f oral spanking first) (14k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 23, 2000)
Sandy knew it was a dream despite the realism of it all. She knew this, and yet she stood in a courtroom, a tall and powerfully built man looking at her with a feint smile on his lips. Behind him and raised by a pedestal sat three judges. She realised she knew them all and licked her lips. The first was Mr Bright, the headmaster of her school and the man who figured most in her secret dreams. The second was the tall and slender Father Jones who took her for bible class, his bible to hand and his dark eyes once again making her wonder if he saw through her clothes - another figure in her dark fantasies, those eyes bringing her on so quickly on her diligent fingers.
A Hard Life
(M/ff M/f) (15k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 16, 2000)
A business man uses runaway girls to make a profit. Includes a narrative from one girl as to why she ran away.
Thinking of Daddy
(F/ff Mother daughter anal/vaginal play) (61k)
(date posted: Sunday, May 7, 2000)
"Mummy, why did daddy have to go away?" Sally asked her mother one rainy Saturday afternoon. She took her hands from the basin and wiped them dry as she turned to her pretty little daughter, smiling at the little tomboy as she knelt in front of the little girl. "Your daddy did something naughty, very naughty. So he has to be punished, and that means going into prison for a few years," Haley told her daughter while automatically drawing back a wayward lock of hair from the little girl's brow. "Will I ever see him?" Sally asked. "Oh yes. Daddy will be home in a couple of years," Haley smiled. And you'll be twelve then, a ripe age for a man like Tom.
(Bro/sis play Fath/daugh incest 1st) (29k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 27, 2000)
James watched Polly pass him and pretended to continue reading the paper while his eyes stretched to one side to continue following her to the couch. His young daughter had changed so much recently.
A Busy Life
(M/fff pedo first + BDSM) (28k)
(date posted: Friday, April 14, 2000)
Fresh out of prison, our hero finds work driving underage prostitutes to their clients. Gets involved in making porn films using the children of illegal immegrants, and takes revenge on a father and his daughter after he whips a child prostitute too harshly.
(Fath/daugh incest M/FFF forced) (18k)
(date posted: Friday, April 7, 2000)
You have to understand, I never meant it to happen. I'm not like that. Sure, I'm a bit mean and nasty and I get drunk most nights. That's no different to most of the blokes around here, although some are still married. Not that they will be for long, snigger, snigger. But like, you've got to be tough in my neighbourhood. And remember too, it's difficult bringing up a girl on your own.
Celia, my Cousin
(F/b b/gg incest pedo) (21k)
(date posted: Sunday, April 2, 2000)
Toby finds his aunt is more than his aunt as she lets him play with her daughter.
Tied to Daddy
(light bondage, M/F M/f fath/daugh incest) (16k)
(date posted: Monday, March 27, 2000)
My eleven year old son looked pale as he glanced at his elder sister, then stepped away to show he'd been trying to tie her wrists together with a length of old washing line. I looked from him to her, an eyebrow lifted as I waited. "She asked me to Dad. It wasn't my idea," my son quickly told me as he saw me waiting for an explanation.
(b/b broth/sis Moth/son sis/sis fath/daugh etc) (25k)
(date posted: Friday, March 24, 2000)
Minimum story line, maximum sex.
(MF/f father/daughter incest) (14k)
(date posted: Friday, March 17, 2000)
A stepmotheris alerted to the growing sensuality of her stepdaughter and engineers the taking of her virginity by her father.
(MM/bff pedo NC) (11k)
(date posted: Thursday, March 9, 2000)
Wherever war and famine strike, there are always those ready to make profit from it. So it happens in Mozambique. During the worst flooding that nation has ever seen, when thousands are made impovrished and are placed on the brink of death, two men consort to profit by it.
(Mother/ daughter BDSM) (16k)
(date posted: Tuesday, March 7, 2000)
Daughter becomes increasingly fed up with her mother's lifestyle following her divorce. One thing leads to another..
(MF/f Mother daughter, oral, fem dom) (14k)
(date posted: Monday, March 6, 2000)
As mother uncovers a mutual infatuation with leather wear in her daughter, so it draws the daughter into a sexual relationship with both parents.
(F/f/m Mother Son incest X-Gender) (12k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 29, 2000)
A story of how a young boy's love of his mother's high heels turns him into a young woman dominated by both his mother and sister. A true story - I don't think so.
(M/FF father/daughter, dom male) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, February 28, 2000)
Heather had recently left home to go live on her own. Her father pays a visit and finds his daughter is secretly submissive.
(Father/daughter anal) (10k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 23, 2000)
William Roberts parked the Lexus as close to the car park entrance and the streetlight as possible. The car park was practically empty at that time of night and the car seemed to scream out for it to be stolen or vandalised in this area of town. He was breathing heavily as he reached the small bar his daughter had told him of. He checked his watch and swallowed as he made an effort to stop himself from shaking. He didn't want her seeing him like this.
(Father/Daughter incest) (15k)
(date posted: Friday, February 18, 2000)
I trembled as we got out of the taxi, Daddy putting our one case down to pay the driver while I watched from the pavement, the hotel entrance right behind me. It had been like this for the last three years, ever since my parents had got divorced when I was eleven. Daddy would come and collect me for his monthly visit and we'd drive to the airport for the short flight to New York, Chicago or Washington. Then the taxi to the hotel with my nerves growing and my belly tightening, the silence deafening between us.
(M/f pedo) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, February 15, 2000)
It was getting quite late by the time I left the small restaurant off of the plaza and walked up to the fountain that was the main focus of Miraflores, the shopping and entertainment district of Lima, Peru. Even at one in the morning there would be plenty of taxis, if not the odd Collectivo still doing it's regular route between Plaza San-Martin in Lima and Miraflores. I reached the corner with the coloured fountain throwing water high into the warm night air and breathed deeply. A cab cruised by but I missed it as I noticed her up against the wall of the bank at my back, a little figure crouched down on the pavement, a few roses in her lap. "Would you like a rose Sir?" she asked in Spanish.
(Bro/Sis F) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, February 11, 2000)
Brother and sister are horrified when they find out that the lady next door knows about their little secret. But then, she doesn't ask for much in return.
(MF/f father/daughter) (11k)
(date posted: Wednesday, February 9, 2000)
Sometimes, as good and caring parents, you need to put the needs of your child first - whatever it takes. That's just good parenting.
The Application of Psychology
(Mother, son, cousins) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, January 25, 2000)
A Psychologist uncovers the hidden reasons for a teen boy's behaviour and determines a course of treatment.
(M/gg F/g sisters) (51k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 23, 2000)
It was my doctor who suggested the small hotel by Camber Sands. It had all the qualities needed for my full recovery, he suggested, from being calm and remote to having good walks along the dunes with plenty of wildlife to appreciate, paint or just view. So I booked myself in for a whole month.
(M/f pedo) (08k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 15, 2000)
It was a lovely day, the sun shinning brightly and the grass dry enough to sit on. I, however, choose the bench bordering the woodland that stood behind the park and facing the playground. It had a lovely view of the slide and the swing. There were children of various ages played there, swinging on the swing, sliding down the slide, pretty girls letting their skirts ride up their little legs, little boys in shorts with loose leg-bands.
(Family w/s) (14k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 12, 2000)
I've always been 'into' urination. I can't remember a time when I wasn't. Some of my earliest memories are those of feeling the warm water around my lower body as I peed into my nappy. Later, as a boy of three or four, I would still wet my pants. My sister once told me she could always tell when I was 'doing it' because I'd stop whatever I was doing and just stand or sit there, looking off into the distance while, before long, my pee would be running down my legs and into my socks.
(Mother/son Femdom) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 12, 2000)
It's that time between sleep and awake that the most vivid memories come to me. During the day, if I'd been asked to remember how it had all started, I would have answered in the same mechanical way using words I'd used before, the memory of that time so distant as to remove the thoughts and feelings I had experienced back then. But as my body and mind moved towards coming awake, I remembered with a clarity that had me instantly erect. I guess it all started when dad left us.
A Quick Visit
(MF/f inc) (17k)
(date posted: Sunday, January 9, 2000)
"Granddad's coming, Granddad's coming!" Lesley squealed as she came rushing through the back door, slamming the kitchen swing door as she went hunting for her mother.
(Father/Daught forced) (07k)
(date posted: Thursday, January 6, 2000)
The old 1950s dentist's chair stands in the middle of the room, the single piece of the furniture in the otherwise bare room. I love that chair and have spent hours restoring it to perfect condition. Better than perfect because I've made little adjustments, improved on the design so it will better suit my needs. Oh yes, I smile as I caress the red leather neck brace where an additional strap will now pass over the jaw, filling the mouth with a leather gag before clipping on the other side of the brace.
Diary of an Eleven Year Old
(FF/fff Mother/daugh incest) (20k)
(date posted: Wednesday, January 5, 2000)
Thursday 12th January I'm officially eleven today. I got this diary from Auntie Anne, it's got a special lock on it and Auntie whispered that I should write all my sexy girly things in it. She tickled me and made me giggle as I blushed. I hoped she'd tell me more but she didn't, just smiled at me each time I looked at her. I don't dare ask mum or dad what she means. What if it's really naughty and I get into trouble?
(father daughter) (05k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 1, 2000)
Short story. An attempt to correct my daughter's behaviour only leads me into further difficulty.
(Father/Daughter - Submissive training) (13k)
(date posted: Saturday, January 1, 2000)
"What's this?" I asked, entering my study to find Alice at my desk using my computer. She hurriedly pressed some keys in an effort to hide what she'd been doing, just as hurriedly half standing to hide the screen, then turned to look at me, her face oddly pale while her flickered everywhere but at my face. "Oh, I was just trying to do some research on the internet for school," she told me, her face now glowing as the little teenager lied to me. "Haven't we told you never to go into the 'net without our permission?" I asked her as I took the chair from her hands and sat myself down before the screen.
(date posted: Saturday, January 1, 2000)
Visiting war-torn locations, I offer mother's the opportunity to escape - for a fee.
A letter to my Darling
(Father/daughter. Short story) (05k)
(date posted: Thursday, December 30, 1999)
The contents of two unsent letters found by the Police during their investigation. Please treat as confidential until such time as the matter has bee nresolved by the courts.
(MMMF/fffm pedo) (11k)
(date posted: Thursday, December 23, 1999)
The soft music coming from the radio drew to an end and the well recognised music for the news came on. Dave leant across the bench to turn the volume up and stopped putting his makeup on as the main news items was read out. "And in an incredible incident this morning, a school bus carrying fifteen seven and eight year olds from the Barrow district was hijacked. In a strange twist several of the children are reported to have phoned their parents to tell them they were all right and with Santa! Over to our reporter at Police Headquarters, Sandy Johns." John came in and turned the radio off. "They've all received their medication now," he told them as he took his Santa mask off, his eyes going to each of the team.
(Father/ Daughter Incest) (14k)
(date posted: Monday, December 20, 1999)
When mummy leaves after a row with Daddy, Debbie finds she can look after him just as well, if not better.
(Father/Daughter incest) (10k)
(date posted: Thursday, December 16, 1999)
I waited in the sitting room, my hand clenched around a beer as I stared at the TV, oblivious to the cartoons that were showing. I blinked the angry tears away and drank the bear as the tears threatened to engulf me. How dare she, I kept on thinking, my hand tightening on the can. I drank the cool liquid and trembled with rage. How dare she! I kept thinking, the future a dark pit, a void I dreaded to meet. My anger smouldered while I waited.
(MF/f incest obedience) (17k)
(date posted: Wednesday, December 15, 1999)
I loved my life in the forest, loved the piece and quiet, the tranquillity and slow pace to life. The kids hadn't liked the idea at first, but since their mother had died I had found it increasingly stressful to stay in the old family house. And it was far too large now the girls had married and moved out.
(M/f dominant Father/daughter incest spanking) (13k)
(date posted: Friday, December 10, 1999)
17 yr old daughter finds herself drawn to images of domineering men. She begins to travel a road of fiscovery when she finds her father has membership to a 'Master Card' with a difference.
(F/f incest?) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, December 8, 1999)
Imagine Lesbian sex with an innocent clone of yourself, aged 12. Is that incest or masturbation?
A Helping Hand
(FFFFF/ffff otk spanking) (17k)
(date posted: Monday, December 6, 1999)
The Women's Guild decide to help each other with group spanking sessions for their unruly offspring.
(MFF/ff pedo first) (18k)
(date posted: Tuesday, November 30, 1999)
"Hi Sheila. Your dues please," I asked, opening my little black book to check on the amount. "Three weeks overdue now. So that makes it ninety pounds." I told her. She licked her lips, and pushed her little five year old girl away as the child pulled at her flowing skirt. "Look, could you wait just another week perhaps?" She asked, her Irish brogue coming through as she got nervous.
(date posted: Tuesday, November 30, 1999)
The trouble with little girls is; they change so much when growing up. Take my daughter Lisa and I for example....
(M/f - short story) (06k)
(date posted: Monday, November 29, 1999)
Allison was eleven and at a difficult age. She was maturing in so many different ways, yet she could be such a little child at times. I went over to her and patted her leg, smiling at her while I felt the smoothness of her thigh just above her knee. "Now, you know you have to have a bath every day," I told her.
(M/fffb Fath/daugh) (14k)
(date posted: Monday, November 29, 1999)
I licked my lips and shyly moved my hand under the covers from my side onto his belly. I tingled as I felt his hard and flat stomach through the thin shirt he wore. Excitedly I slowly moved my hand downwards, over the belt buckle and onto his trousers. I could feel it then, through the fabric; soft and pliable, a warm sausage of flesh that began to grow and stiffen for me. Daddy groaned softly and his eyes flickered "What a lovely way to wake up," he murmured.
The German SS
(MMfffb Fath/daugh Incest) (20k)
(date posted: Saturday, November 27, 1999)
An unfinished story about the life of a German archeologist that I just can't seem to be able to continue. This one's too long to throw away. Let me know what you think.
(MFfff light spanking) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, November 23, 1999)
"Problems?" I asked. "Nothing serious. Five new girls arrived this morning. The usual but I think you should look at one, a Mary Smith," she told me as I turned to the sink and washed my hands. "Fine, book her in." I told her. She made a note and went on. "Three girls to see this morning. Two for pleasuring, one for discipline," she told me, a slight blush on her face.
(M/f 1st) (20k)
(date posted: Monday, November 22, 1999)
Jerry Home waited in the room, calmly enjoying a cigar and scotch while soft classical music played from the speakers against the far wall. He had dimmed the lights for all but a small part of the room right in front of his chair and sat softly humming along to the tune while he waited for the new girl to arrive. Around him stood the special furniture he had collected over the years while the many and varied implements and tools he had gathered stood on the walls. He relaxed with the music and savoured the buzz of excitement that had grown within him as the clock slowly ticked towards the hour.
Park & Ride
(Mff pedo) (14k)
(date posted: Friday, November 19, 1999)
Man in park lures 10 & 8 year old sisters back to his flat. The elder girl becomes hesitant and he has to be a little more forceful with her. Story ends with her virginity.
A New Life
(MMF/fff pedo) (16k)
(date posted: Monday, November 15, 1999)
Jimmy comes out of prison and wants to start a new life. The local priest and a mother and two daughters suggest to him otherwise.
(date posted: Monday, November 15, 1999)
Five new girls are brought to the Academy where the owner plans to train them with the help of his female assitant. Two girls fail the entrance test while the other three learn just what's in store for them over the next few days.
The Tree House
(Bro/sis/sis inc w/s enema, 1st) (32k)
(date posted: Thursday, November 11, 1999)
Brother & two sisters, 9, 11, 13, explore their growing sexuality with minor involvement from father. Story goes as far as the taking on the eldest girl's virginity by her brother.
(date posted: Monday, November 1, 1999)
In 1940, as the German air force began its attempt to terrorise the British into surrender through bombing of its major cities, the British government instigated a major evacuation of all children from all endangered cities to rural locations. Over 20,000 children were evacuated from London and its suburbs during the end of 1940 and remained there for the remainder of the war. Robert and Miranda were two such evacuees. Aged ten and twelve respectively, the children from a well to do family were sent to Devon where a retired school mistress named Miss Webb had kindly offered to share her small cottage with them. Neither Robert nor Miranda had ever been so far out of London and the trip had seemed like an exciting adventure to begin with. Miss Webb was far from the old and bent form they had expected, but a straight-backed woman in her fifties who wore the old long skirts, starched ruffled blouses and tight corsets of twenty years before. With her hair bound tightly behind her she made a formidable presence, her austere face softening when she smiled. The cottage was no doubt adequate for an old lady living on her own, but cramped for a lady and two active children of their age. Luckily Miss Webb had a very large garden, much of which was overgrown. At the back of the cottage, separated by a low flint wall, stood a break, a small wood through which a stream ran.
(date posted: Tuesday, October 26, 1999)
Herbert felt a terrible sense of foreboding as he drew out the package that had remained under the bed for the last five years, ever since his wife had died.
(date posted: Tuesday, October 26, 1999)
Jenny idly chewed her gum as she stared out of the car window at the dismal view outside. The novelty of being driven in a Rolls Royce and by a uniformed driver had worn off after they'd left the busy streets of Dublin and now the trip had become a bore. Not for the first time she wished she'd been more careful when stealing the sweets. Her mother had often threatened to send her to her father if she misbehaved. Getting caught stealing from the local shop had been the last straw. Jenny sighed and sank deeper into the leather seat, her long teenage legs spread carelessly apart while her fingers ran gently up the denim seam between them, gently pressing on the firm but tender labia beneath them. There was no way the driver could see that low and it make her fanny all hot and tingly to do it so publicly. She felt herself begin to swell and licked her lips with her growing excitement.
(m/f/f/F incest) (15k)
(date posted: Sunday, October 24, 1999)
"I heard the lawyer tell Auntie he's chosen the new Governess," Morris told his sisters that afternoon as they met in the playroom. The playroom was a large room that linked their bedrooms and that, despite having been changed from a nursery to a schoolroom for them, they continued to call the playroom. The furniture was a mixture of the two, with toys stacked in corners and on shelves, often sitting beside school books while in the centre of the room sat their study desks and plain wooden stools. "Well. She did warn us," Judy told her twin brother as she stood before the window and looked out over the grounds of the large old house. "It will mean we won't be able to play anymore," Morris murmured, watching her. As tall and as slender as he, she'd been developing recently, her hips swelling with her bust, her legs becoming prettier in the white cotton stockings she regularly wore. He admired her slender waist, her skirt flaring over her bottom to her knees where just a hint of petticoat showed. Being just twelve Judy still wore the short skirt and thick stockings suitable for a child, even though she'd begun showing the growth of a woman.
(M/f teen) (11k)
(date posted: Wednesday, October 20, 1999)
"You sing like an angel," I told little Hilary as she finished singing the hymn. She smiled up at me while I stroked her hair, enjoying the feel of its silken smoothness. I returned her smile while my hand slid from her long hair to the supple back of the pretty little eight year old. "Thank you Father," she murmured, her cheeks bright as she looked up at me with that adoring look in her eyes. I cleared my throat as I felt my penis rise under my hassock. This little girl had that affect on me ever since she'd first come into Sunday school when she was six.
(Mf teen) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, October 18, 1999)
I walked a few paces from the prison, then turned to look back at the stark tall walls. A twelve year sentence, out in ten for good behaviour. Ten long years in a section where the hard nuts couldn't get me. Not that being in a section was any easier. You still had to mind some of the screws. I turned to look at the traffic and the buildings across the road. I looked at the people walking along, my eyes following the younger girls, some in such tight trousers that I could see the rounded shape of their bottoms and admire them as they moved with each step they took. So much had changed I thought as I hoped short skirts were still 'in'. A young woman caught my eye as she moved slowly towards me, a nervous smile beginning to tug at her slender lips, a pleated tartan skirt showing off slender legs, a blouse hanging loose over what must be small breasts. "Hello," she said nervously, her eyes examining me. Was she a social worker I wondered, out to try and do me some good? I stared at her and suddenly recognised her.
(M/f teen) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, October 11, 1999)
As regular, just as I'd been doing regularly for the last two months, I stepped out of the front door and turned to kiss my wife. "Good luck darling. Phone me if you hear of anything," she murmured sadly. I nodded and promised I would, then turned to the car. I could feel the eyes of our neighbours on me as I started the engine, looking at me sadly and shaking their heads. "Poor man," they'd be saying to their spouses. "It can't be easy, trying to find your runaway daughter." "Why did she run away? That's what I'd like to know," someone would be saying.
Robbery & Violence
(WARNING; This story contains extreme violence.) (21k)
(date posted: Monday, October 11, 1999)
The three riders reigned in on the brow of a low hill and looked down on the long plain that stretched to the far horizon. Bill, the tallest and eldest of the three looked at the map he'd bought and turned it round for a few minutes before crumpling it up and throwing it away. He didn't say anything when the other two laughed, nor did his facial expression change, but their laughter died and an uneasy feeling passed between them. "Look," Willow said, his arm stretching out to point off to one side. The other two followed the finger to the circling birds a few miles to the west. "Dead steer," Jed told them, breaking off a small chunk of the tobacco he kept with him and putting it into his mouth to chew with blackened teeth.
(M/f teen) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, October 11, 1999)
"How was it Bill?" Janet asked, her head lying on my flat belly while her hand gently played with my cock, still wet from her luscious cunt. My wife lay on her side on the bed and my hand trailed idly up and down her back where her skin was still damp from our exertions. "Not too hard. We spent much of the time sharing experiences," I smiled, remembering the many things I had learnt while in prison, surrounded by other child molesters and others the nation had considered perverts. "And the girl? Was she good?" she asked softly. It was the first time she'd asked since I'd warned her that I might be done for indecent assault on a minor. Even after three years of jail I could still vividly recall the young girl's gasps as I slowly nudged my cock into her virgin tight little cunny, her little whine as I began filling her virgin passage with my throbbing manhood. I recalled her arms around my neck and the awed look on her face as I had slowly filled her. I could even remember the feel of her satin little rump in my hands as I helped her to rise and fall on me, her hot fresh breath in my face. I felt myself begin to stiffen again and Janet squeezed it tenderly.
Child Protection 2010
(M/f teen) (08k)
(date posted: Friday, October 8, 1999)
The electric car glided to a halt beside the house marked 25 on the gate. I looked out at the quiet neighbourhood, admiring the neat semidetached houses with their uniform hedges and regulation roses. Gathering my papers and case I got out and smiled for the cameras. You never knew just how much surveillance went on. I walked up to the door and it opened without my needing to ring. Just inside stood the young girl I'd come to see, her large blue eyes held wide as she looked up at me timidly. Even at her age she recognised my uniform and I stuck out my chest proudly.
(M/f teen) (08k)
(date posted: Friday, October 8, 1999)
I entered the house and stopped, my eyes fixed to the umbrella stand, my heart stopping for a few moments. The old cane father used to use no longer stood tall beside the walking stick and the umbrella and the space yelled deep within my mind. Despite now being in my late thirties and him long dead I felt a momentary wave of fear before I calmed, before my heart started beating again and I could think rationally. Only one other would have touched that cane. "Sharon?" I called, knowing my sister would be here and now noticing her coat beside that of her daughter's, both hanging from pegs. Deep down I knew where they would be, the only place she could be with that cane, yet I made myself check the sitting room and kitchen before I moved upstairs.
After School Club
(date posted: Monday, October 4, 1999)
"You ready to be tested?" Becky asked Sue as the tall teenager lowered the lid on the toilet and sat on it. Standing facing the seated girl, her back to the locked door, Sue nodded and licked her lips excitedly. "For the Club?" she asked eagerly. Becky grinned and nodded. Sue found her friend's grin infectious and grinned down at her. "What do I do?" she asked. "To start with, you've got to peel your knickers down and lift your skirt so I can finger your pussy," Becky told her with a giggle. Sue grinned as she pushed her loins forward towards her friend and slid her tight knickers down. She felt a tingle through her body as she saw Becky eyeing the gusset. Then she was lifting her pleated school skirt and spreading her legs.
(date posted: Monday, October 4, 1999)
The window opened with only a feint click and the dark clothed man moved silently into the office of Psychiatrist Doctor Jones. Having spent the last few evenings cleaning the offices, Marc Webb knew the layout of both the office and the rest of the building. He also knew what was locked and what wasn't and moved confidently to the desk. The key lay in the top right hand draw and smoothly opened the filling cabinet against the back wall. Marc smiled as he gazed at the bulging files of the good Doctor's patients. In a few minutes he'd selected the female patients and calmly used the copying machine in the nurse's reception before returning everything to its place and leaving undetected.
Bound for Pleasure
(date posted: Monday, October 4, 1999)
Alice tucked her nighty into her jeans, slid her toes into her slippers and crept quietly from her room. Of course, it wasn't really her room, only her room when she came to stay. Ever since her parents had divorced she'd only been allowed to stay with her father once a term and he lived too far away to visit just for the day. Burt Head lived with his second wife in an old house in Virginia Waters, a small and secluded estate to the west of London. Alice loved the tree-lined streets and the old and friendly neighbours who would stop to chat whenever she visited. She hated her stepmother and her friends with their carefully sculptured hair and expensive trousers suits. Alice failed to see what her father found in the woman, although he was clearly in love with her. To her mind he should have moved to a flat nearer home where she could have gone over after school and cooked him meals and generally looked after him.
(date posted: Monday, September 27, 1999)
The kitchen tabled wobbled slightly as I tried pouring more vodka from the empty bottle into my similarly empty glass, my muddled brain unable to understand why nothing was coming out. I put the end of the bottle into my mouth and sucked, but that only served to remind me of what had happened that morning. I started crying again. I was twenty and married for one year to Joe Carpenter; Joe who worked shifts at the foundry, who had a lovely big, fat cock, who loved to spank me first and make me cry, then take me with long hard strokes that had me coming well before he would come. He'd not taken me for over a week and I'd grown horny as hell.
A Family Wetting
(Mf teen) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, September 27, 1999)
Paul glanced in at his eight year old daughter and smiled at the sleeping child, golden hair around her little face and her thumb hanging just outside of her open mouth. He stroked the child's hair lovingly, then tip toed out to close the door before going further along the corridor to his own room. Maggie was already there, blushing cutely having just done up the tight cut off Levi's she wore for Paul's bedtime game. "Our little girl is dead asleep Honey," he told her as he closed the door and admired Maggie's trim twenty three year old body. Few would guess she was already a mother of a bright and sparkling little eight year old. She smiled and turned her back on him to arrange the specially made chair, knowingly sticking her bottom out so he could admire the firm cheeks escaping the frayed edges to the denim shorts. "You little tease," he grinned, walking forward and gathering the normal chair in passing so he could sit and watch her.
(M/f teen) (07k)
(date posted: Monday, September 27, 1999)
The room was strangely quiet after Lisa's loud sobbing. She still knelt on the floor, the coffee table between us but she just sniffed occasionally now, and timidly glanced up from her drawings to look at my face. She was eighteen, a slender young woman who's athletic figure clad in jeans often turned heads. Not as she was at the moment though, her eyes red from crying, her black eye liner running down to her high cheeks. Her father and I were proud of her and her achievements. She'd recently won a scholarship in fine art at a university. She loved to draw and paint, had done even before she could walk. I smiled as I remembered the house strewn with her pictures, crayon, pencil, finger paint. You couldn't look at a wall anywhere in the house without seeing at least one picture of her creation.
The Nomad Family
(Incest M/F/M/m/f oral, anal, cons) (00k)
(date posted: Friday, September 24, 1999)
Three generations of one family from 55 to 9 years old come together in one household. Secret meetings between each other soon end with an orgy where all take part to satisfy each other's deepest desires.
(date posted: Monday, September 20, 1999)
John strode out of the prison, giving the guard the finger while he tried to ease his cramped shoulder in his too tight suit. He needed a beer, a cigar and a girl, in that order and was moving towards the shop when he heard my name called. He turned and looked at the leggy teenager who was walking towards him, her pace faltering with her smile as she grew near.
(Dad/Daugh M/fff spanking BDSM orgy NC) (21k)
(date posted: Monday, September 20, 1999)
It is always a delight to lift the back of a child's skirt and this child is no different for being Jewish. Her panties are sadly worn and torn and I must make a note to see that the children are given fresh clothes before their sessions with me. Standing beside her and with one hand holding her pleated skirt up, I commence lightly spanking her panty clad bottom. She responds nicely, gasping and bucking, swivelling her young hips while I complement her on having such a firm you bottom.
(Mf teen) (18k)
(date posted: Wednesday, September 15, 1999)
I first saw the orphanage in 1989 when I'd been part of a team put together by UNICEF to help them emerge from the rubble of what had been Russia. It was perched on a side of a small hill, hidden from the picturesque village below it, some fifty miles due north of the Black Sea. The building looked as if it had been built in the fifties with little having been done to it since, and the kids looked as if they'd been ignored. We were there to work on the building and we repaired plumbing, electricity and plaster work in addition to doing some painting. But what shocked us most was the state of the kids. The poor mites walked around in near silence, big dark eyes watching you without expression. None of them smiled and most just lay on their narrow cots. I never saw any of them smile, or play. Some had lost their parents to the internal strife that had hit Russia, but most had just been abandoned, especially the girls who were viewed as just expensive overheads by many of the peasant farmers.
(M/f teen) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday, September 15, 1999)
I was sitting in my study, well, the spare bedroom I used as my study, staring out of the window with a pencil in my mouth as I tried to think of an original story line. I desperately needed something new, something that would cause people to write back and tell me how they'd enjoyed it. I'd done runaways, daughters comforting sad fathers after death of wives, girls teasing their daddies, naughty girls getting spankings, fathers examining their offspring while asleep, and many others. Had I covered all permutations? The thought made me shiver and bite on the pencil shaft nervously. Surely not I thought.
(date posted: Tuesday, September 14, 1999)
"Want to go for a swim Daddy?" Celia asked as she stood and shook the sand from her slender thigh.
Looking After Daddy
(Mf teen) (17k)
(date posted: Tuesday, September 14, 1999)
Mandy was very excited. Her Auntie Wendy was coming to stay with them, just as she had promised a year ago when she'd last come to stay. That had been a sad time though and Auntie had spent more time with her daddy than with her, which was all right, she supposed, seeing as how mummy had died and the funeral had taken all their time. But Auntie Wendy had told her she'd be back to make sure she learnt all the secret things only women knew about, and Mandy was nearly twelve and her titties had begun growing and if you looked really carefully you could see hairs on her thingy, right at the top where her slit began. Her Daddy seemed a little preoccupied but she knew he'd get over it when his sister arrived.
(date posted: Monday, September 13, 1999)
John Web idly glanced at the paper's banner as he ambled through to the kitchen. Martha had just left, calling up to him as she'd opened the door as was her habit. John noticed there had been another shooting at a school, four dead and three more seriously injured. He shook his head at the sad plight of the world and noticed Lisa still at the breakfast table.
(Mf teen) (18k)
(date posted: Monday, September 13, 1999)
Joe eased the tension in his left buttock and looked again at his reflection in the wall mirror across from where he sat, stretched out on a William Conrad sofa. He was twenty five, lean and well muscled, could have become a middleweight boxer except he liked money too much. His taut belly was sucked in as the girl kneeling between his stretched legs slid her mouth all the way down his slender shaft. He sucked in a fresh breath, feeling half his cock in her swallowing throat while her lips constricted around the base and her tongue tried to move along his underside. "Good," he breathed out. "Very good Jenny," he told the fourteen year old, smiling down at the blossoming child as, mouth full of cock, she worked his heavy balls with her little fingers. She slid her mouth up his hot shaft, swallowing the mucus her lips and tongue dragged off of his shaft, then relaxed her throat again to bury his throbbing member in her mouth. She lived to please this man and she'd do anything, absolutely anything, to achieve that.
Class of 99
(date posted: Monday, September 13, 1999)
Jessica finished drawing up the zip at the side of her black leather skirt and turned to the full-length mirror to look at herself. She smiled at her reflection, pleased with the dark eye shadow that made her eyes seem to light up, and the rich brilliant cherry lipstick she'd chosen to wear. Jessica was twenty-two, a tall young woman who stood five feet ten inches tall in her bare feet, boyishly thin with a black leather waist corset drawing up her small girlish breasts and a tight leather skirt moulding itself round her pert bottom leaving her long pale limbs bare. In the small high-heeled shoes she wore, together with having piled her dark hair to the back of her head, she was over six feet tall.
(date posted: Monday, August 23, 1999)
It was Jessica who first suggested the room looked smaller from the inside. We had recently moved into the large old timber clad property with its lovely rambling garden and massive rooms. The previous owner, a widower, had died suddenly in a car crash and it was only due to the family wanting a quick sale that I had managed to afford to purchase it. I had to agree with my wife though. The room we had designated as my office, due largely to the floor to ceiling book shelf that ran the length of one wall, did seem to be smaller than you'd expect when looking at it from the outside. I measured the outside wall and then each room along it and fell short by nearly eight feet!
(M/f teen) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, August 23, 1999)
The weather outside the large French doors looked to hold promise for the day as I sat having breakfast with my two new stepchildren. Allen had already gone to work, hopefully making more millions for me to spend. I smiled as I recalled the way he'd energetically mounted me that morning, thrusting mightily into my slick fanny and making me come almost straight away. His fucking was one of the most appealing things about him. That and the stout engine he used to do it with. Thinking about it made me dampen and my fanny lips swell invitingly.
(M/f teen) (20k)
(date posted: Monday, August 23, 1999)
Lesley and I married in 86, a year after we got out of University. BPX had already employed me by that time and I guess it was the night of the party when they had announced the winning of the overseas franchise that Emma was conceived. She was born in February of the following year, by which time I had already begun regularly flying out to the islands to keep track of our investments. I had slept with other women before Lesley. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen to the seventeen year old daughter of the owner of the local newsagent shop. She was a blond bombshell who loved wearing cropped tops that exposed her perfectly flat belly and shorts that moulded her crotch and bottom. We did it in her father's storeroom when he was out to lunch one day, me seated on an industrial sized box of toilet roll, my trousers and pants around my ankles while she sat in my lap and grinned at me as she rose and lowered herself on me. She would watch my expression so she could rise right off of me just before I came and pump me with her hand until my spunk had dribbled down all over it. It lasted about three months, about the time it took her to teach me all she knew about sex and find another sixteen year old virgin.
Germany, Berlin. 1995.
(Mf teen) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, August 16, 1999)
It was the third day of my search. I had known it would take a long time. The German police didn't like Paedophiles and you could never be too careful. The street seemed deserted as I walked along the pavement but I already knew I was being watched. There were three of them, and what I didn't know was whether they were police or those I was looking for. "Hey you! Englisher," called a voice from one of the deep doorways of the buildings I was passing. I stepped back to look into the dim interior, licking my lips as I saw two burly figures, dark hats pulled low over their eyes and large woollen overcoats hiding their figures as much as their sexes. A young girl stood between them, tall enough to be nine, slim enough to be no older than ten, a drab skirt over pencil-thin legs, a blouse too small to have hidden budding breasts had there been any.
Love and Obedience
(Mf teen) (18k)
(date posted: Monday, August 16, 1999)
I was clearing away the breakfast things when the doorbell rang. If this was Rachel, I thought, then she was a good hour early. I reached the door and opened it, my heart missing a beat as I saw who stood there, a travel bag beside her. "Hello Daddy. Can I come in?" Jody asked, her eyes fluttering nervously. Dumbly I stood aside to let her in, then guided her into the sitting room, a thousand thoughts going through my mind, none very cohesive. "What are you doing here?" I managed to say. It had been five years since I'd seen her and she'd been ten then, a lanky tom-boy who got into fights as often as the other boys, always scraping her knees and elbows and who thought dresses were for sissies. "I've come to see you," she told me as she looked round the small room. I couldn't help but look at her. Only the elfin face with the big hazel eyes and button nose remained of that ten year old tom-boy. She was still wearing jeans, but these clung to long slender and definitely feminine legs and moulded a pert little teenage bottom and a prominent Venus mound. Dragging my eyes higher I could make out a well matured bust on my little baby.
(date posted: Monday, August 16, 1999)
I sat in the hotel room, an unlit cigar in one hand and an untouched scotch on the rocks in the other. Mrs Joan Wells stood before me slowly undoing her blouse, her face pale and her hands shaking as she slid the fabric apart and let it sail down her arms. Her bra was a plain white with a lace design through which the dark circle of her nipples could just be seen. Her belly was only slightly rounded and the breasts within her bra looked large and firm. "Not bad for someone with two kids," I told her, watching her slowly turn her skirt around so she could easily undo the fastening. She bit her lip, chewing it while her eyes welled up with tears. She stepped from her skirt and began softly crying, a hand held protectively in front of her crotch.
(M/g/ g/g/g g/b anal) (21k)
(date posted: Monday, August 9, 1999)
I willed myself to stay calm as the latest man walked slowly around me. He was a little taller than mum but slim with short, well-groomed hair receding from the front. His suit looked expensive, as did the gold watch on his wrist and his hands were soft. A smile was on his lips as he looked me over, one that made me think he would be nice to me. Certainly nicer than the last man who'd come to look at me. He wanted to know if my nipples were large enough for rings to be inserted. He'd decided my clitty wasn't long enough to pierce and left me with my legs in the air and my panties hanging from one ankle, my face burning from the examination he'd given me. Mummy stood beside the door nervously rubbing her palms. I knew what would happen if this man didn't choose me. She'd whip me with the garden bamboo.
(date posted: Wednesday, August 4, 1999)
It's ten in the evening and you lie on your front watching TV, your tummy fluttering with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as, lying there in your short skirt and tight top, you feel your older brother's eyes sliding along your long teenage legs. How high has your skirt ridden you wonder as you wait. Does he like your little bum? Your long slender legs that don't even need shaving yet? You risk a glance at him and feel a thrill of delight, excitement and fright as you see his eyes on your skirt and the back of your thighs.
(Fam incest) (18k)
(date posted: Wednesday, August 4, 1999)
It was the first morning of the Ford's family holiday at the exclusive holiday resort of Golden Sands on the North coast of Africa. Gemma Ford lay in the large double bed and softly moaned with frustration. For once she had nothing to do and felt exceedingly horny, and her husband had already risen to take their son and daughter cycling using the mountain bikes the resort provided. She slid her legs together and flexed her thigh muscles, years of tennis, swimming and cycling having kept her thirty six year old body in good shape. Her cunt flared and she slid a hand down her rippling belly to ease it under the thin silk pyjamas she wore, her hips rising as she pulled at the springy tuft of pubic hair she left unshaven at the apex of her love lips. She groaned, wanting more than fingers and knowing she wouldn't get it. Her fingers lifted, poised to dive into her hot wetness when she heard the door open and a voice call out. A maid put her head round the door and smiled. "I come clean now," she said in broken English, her dark eyes glinting with mischief.
(M/f teen) (08k)
(date posted: Wednesday, August 4, 1999)
A glance at my watch showed me it was seven exactly as I took the final step to the third floor of the block of flats and turned to my right where the door marked number 36 stood. I knocked and waited. The door opened and a smartly dressed woman stepped forward, extending her hand as she smiled at me. "Mr Woods," she said without an accent "I'm Rachel Martin," she told me. I shook her offered hand. Dressed in a well cut jacket and skirt with a sensible white blouse and flat shoes, she was far removed from the sort of person I expected to find there. "I see you're confused," she smiled. "Yes, I am the mother," she told me, drawing me through the door and into a long corridor "and no, I'm not on Welfare." "You just don't appear to be the type to need the money," I told her, bringing out the envelope that held the two thousand pounds we'd agreed on over the phone.
(M/f f inc) (08k)
(date posted: Friday, July 30, 1999)
You sit in the lounge, your heart thudding above the sound of the radio. You're on edge, every slight sound making you jump. Your watch seems to have slowed and the ten minutes the chemist had told you to wait seems to take forever. Then you see her, your daughter Karen standing in the doorway, one hand on the door jam, the other at her head. "Daddy, I don't feel right," she mumbles looking so cute in just her vest and panties. You lick your lips and go to her slide, kneeling down and stroking her cheek, your other hand burning as you touch her slim hip and feel her soft and warm knickers. "What's wrong Darling?" you ask your sweet ten year old daughter.
(Father/daughter incest) (06k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 29, 1999)
Jenny new it was no point in saying anything. Even now, as she stood on the veranda of the lovely wood and red slate hotel with its panoramic view over the coast and brilliant azure sea, she wasn't sure who she could talk to, who knew of why she'd been sent there. The two elderly ladies who'd been on the same flight as her passed by, their discussion as to what activity to do next briefly stopping so they could say hello to her. Jenny smiled and nodded, trying hard not to think of what awaited her. She desperately wanted to tell these old ladies but was too afraid to do so. What if they were in on it? What if they told her father? Jenny chewed her top lip and stared once more at the sea, a fourteen year old lost in a world she had yet to understand.
(M/ff F/M Femdom, WS, Scat, incest) (16k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 27, 1999)
Simon Bright sat at the dinner table watching his two daughters interact and wondered what had been happening for them to change so much and so quickly. Becky, twelve and the younger of the two, seemed far too agreeable whereas only a few months ago she would have readily argued with her older sister. Jennifer, soon to be seventeen, had always been moody, one moment quiet and withdrawn, the next moment looking for an argument she could traumatise. Now she was calm and talkative. Simon wondered if the sudden death of their mother could have altered them to such a degree and decided that there was something else at work between the two, especially having seen Becky glance fugitively to her older sister several times in as many minutes. Simon may have broached the subject with his children had he not been thinking about the previous evening.
The Play Room
(Incest spanking) (07k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 27, 1999)
The advertisement said 'vacant possession' and the estate agent was quiet happy to just pass us the keys to let us look at it on our own. So Rachel and I arrived at number twelve, Waverly Crescent and looked up at the old Victorian house with it's large sash windows, it's steep roof and ornate chimney. "Wow Daddy!" Rachel gasped, her face turned up to look at its majesty. I nodded, a bank balance in my mind dwindling as I imagined the price of repair. "Let's go inside!" She urged. I grinned and followed her lean tomboy figure into the house. Well, not so tomboy recently I mentally corrected, not for the first time stopping to admire the way the denim of her jeans cut into her lean buttocks, buttocks made a trifle fuller by slender hips while small breasts moved freely and sensuously under a loose sweatshirt.
(Mf teen) (11k)
(date posted: Monday, July 26, 1999)
"It's very good of you to let me stay here a little while Caroline," I said to my daughter as I entered the kitchen. "Oh Daddy!" she sighed heavily and looked at me with her brows lowered. "You know you're always welcome," she told me, passing me one cup of tea while she took the other before leading me towards the sitting room. "But I know it must be inconvenient," I told her as she sat next to her little eight year old leaving the single armchair for me to sit in. "I told you Daddy. John's not going to come running back after shacking up with that secretary of his, I haven't got, nor do I want, a boyfriend, let lone a man in my bed, and lastly Jane doesn't mind sleeping with Mummy for a little bit, do you darling?" she asked her daughter. Jane grinned and crawled onto her mother.
(M/ff F/m first) (11k)
(date posted: Thursday, July 22, 1999)
I stopped talking while the bell rang, my eyes scanning the twenty odd boys and girls who sat before me, all eyes held attentively to me, some to my face, some to my bosom where a carefully chosen blouse let them see the harsher white of my lace bra. "Don't forget I want your homework on my desk first thing tomorrow morning," I reminded them, then let them go. The room was filled with the noise of chairs sliding back, of young teenagers suddenly released to talk to their neighbour and friends, of kit bags being lifted, books being dropped in their haste to get out, feet scurrying.
(M/f m/f m/F Bro Sis Anal cons) (14k)
(date posted: Wednesday, July 21, 1999)
Jessica stood silently in the darkened corridor, her young eyes analysing carefully what she could see inside the well lit room on the other side of the half closed door. Her father was there, but as he was seldom seen by the hundreds who came to the throne room each day to see their King. Now he wore no royal clothes. Nude, his pale skin gleamed with sweat as he worked his stiff manhood back and forth in the lifted bottom of the sobbing maid. The girl still wore her waist corset, her plump little breasts swaying each time the King pushed himself into her spongy backside. She cried out when his stout cock went too deep, gritting her teeth as she tried obeying him and relaxed her colon for his delight.
(Mf teen) (08k)
(date posted: Tuesday, July 20, 1999)
Most people would recognise Natasha and her tall brother, Phillip. But, arriving before the tall stone building in the centre of town people turned their heads away as was the custom. The prince looked down at his elder sister for, although she was elder by 16 months, it was he who had inherited their father's height and she his strong piercing green eyes and auburn hair. She returned his look with a slight smile and nod, a silent confirmation of her intent, then they mounted the broad marble steps and entered the Adult Building. The receptionist smiled at the two youngsters as they approached. Both wore leather trousers, his tight across his crotch in the latest adult fashion, hers loose but none the less emphasising her slender waist and flat belly. "I seek adulthood," Natasha murmured, her face hot as she blushed.
(M/F M/f incest spanking cons) (15k)
(date posted: Friday, July 16, 1999)
Jennifer Sawyer, a good friend of mine from my time in public services, phoned me first. She was acting liaison officer with the police in a cross department communication programme and asked my advice on someone she'd met recently. It appeared that a nineteen year old woman had been brought in suspected of shoplifting. Her pockets had been turned out and various items found for which she didn't have a receipt. All of this was quite usual for the police and everything was going smoothly when, all of a sudden, the girl had started to cry and begged them to physically punish her. She'd even gone so far as to lift her skirt and bend over the interview desk before women police officers could be brought in to restrain her.
(Father & Daughters) (17k)
(date posted: Monday, July 12, 1999)
The sun had become just a sliver of it's normal self against the red earth of the horizon when the girls and I headed out to the grave behind the house. An old gum tree stood near enough to cast it's shadow over us as we stood beside the carefully tended grave and bowed our heads. The house she and I had built with out bare hands stood silently behind us, the new barn beside it. "We still love you Mummy," Jane, our eldest murmured. "Still miss you," Carol murmured. "Be happy Mummy." Becky whispered. I nodded, blinking back tears. Now matter how often we repeated this annual ritual, and this was the fourth, I still felt tears come to my eyes. I let the silence lengthen until the sun had gone and the sky had turned a brilliant orange. I then looked at our three daughters, each looking back at me with the same expectant look. "So who's won this year?" I asked.
(date posted: Tuesday, July 6, 1999)
It was Saturday morning and raining heavily outside. That meant I couldn't meet with Jane and her little sister Wendy for our usual games. I sat with my chin in my hands and watched the rain run down the window, thoroughly bored and disappointed. There was a knock on the door. I lazily called for whoever to come in and idly tuned around to see my little sister enter. There were three years between me and my twelve year old sister, enough that we shared little of interest. She had a giggly set of girl friends and the odd boy shyly glancing at her sprouting titties, I had my football and cricket mates and some girls who'd let me finger them for a few moments if I took them to the pictures or something. Jane and Wendy were different and I didn't count them. "Aren't you going out to meet Jane?" Maggie asked.
(date posted: Monday, July 5, 1999)
Our intrepid explorer goes to Tripoli in search of the slave market
(MF/f incest spanking cons) (13k)
(date posted: Friday, July 2, 1999)
Abby was about five when Sarah sat me down for a quiet talk. I remember it clearly. We were in the kitchen and Abby was in the garden playing with her old pram. Sarah had just made the tea and sat down beside me to watch our daughter, chuckling with me when the little darling took her dolly out of the pram to spank it's little bottom. "That reminds me Mike. You should do more of that." My wife told me. "More of what?" "Spanking Abby. Have you noticed I'm the only one who tells her off with a spanking?" she asked. I hadn't and I shrugged.
(F/m incest) (09k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 30, 1999)
It was a pleasant summer's day and the ancient wood on the far side of the village was quiet and serene. Birds swooped from branches and a fox moved slowly through the undergrowth, stopping beside the glade before choosing to go round it. A car slowed on the old roman road that marked the boundary to the North. A woman got out, brightly grinning as two youngsters jumped out of the back of the car, running round to eagerly pull their picnic from the boot. Laughing gaily the group of three walked into the woods, their eyes casting for somewhere nice to sit and eat. The small glade in the woods seemed idyllic for a picnic. It seemed so peaceful, especially where the strangely oblong stone stood, half buried by moss and grasses. Jane Field, 36 and the widowed mother of two young children relaxed with her back against it, her eyes closing as she dozed, her long fingers idly following the strange carved symbols she'd found. The sun was warm on her face and she casually opened another button on her blouse and stretched her legs out.
(Father/daughter incest) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 29, 1999)
The road out of Rome was featureless, a straight tree lined road past small farms, hills in the distance. I dozed and woke as the car lurched over a pebble strewn track that led to the monastery in front of us, it's brick walls at least twenty feet high. It looked as if it had stood there since the crusades but for the modern camera that looked down on us as we stopped in front of the iron studded oak gate and the intercom on the wall beside it. My driver made us known and the gate opened onto a cobbled court yard where three other cars were already parked, their drivers standing in front of the number plates, dark glasses masking their eyes. A nun came out of one of the arched passage ways leading off of the square and curtsied before asking me to follow her. I did while watching her bottom move under her homespun gown and wondering at her age. She had a clean complexion that made me yearn to see the rest of her flesh.
(Mf teen) (12k)
(date posted: Monday, June 28, 1999)
It was three o'clock in the morning and Jack sighed and leant back, turning his head to ease the ache in his neck, his eyes open but unfocused. His wife Lucy was on the small couch, curled up and asleep just a few feet from where he seated in the corner of a hotel room. Their teenage daughter Jody lay on the bed, finally asleep after hours of crying. She lay on her front, her arms out from her sides and her slender legs slightly parted. Whoever had whipped her had done so from her mid thighs up to her shoulders, concentrating on her buttocks and upper thighs. Her skin had been cut in various places, from the marks Jack thought it might have been a thin bamboo type implement and what had begun as burning red wields had now begun to darken into bruised flesh. His wife and he had spent an hour cleaning those cuts while she'd cried hysterically, begging them to forgive her, to not hit her any more, her body jumping at the slightest touch.
(M/f teen) (07k)
(date posted: Saturday, June 26, 1999)
The note had been placed on the driving seat of my car while it had been parked at the train station. There was no sign of the car having been broken in but, none the less, the note was there, a single sheet of paper folded once, each word cut from a magazine or newspaper. "COME TO 24, RIDGE ROAD, SURREY SATURDAY 24TH NOON TO SEE SOMETHING TO YOUR BENEFIT" The house at 24 Ridge Road seemed deserted. It lay on the outskirts of town and a lopsided sign in the overgrown garden said it was for sale. Parking the car in the drive I walked to the door and found it already partly open. I entered an empty hall where the floor had recently been brightly polished. There was no dust and the scent of wax hung in the air. At the top of the stairs burnt a candle.
(Mf teen) (24k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 24, 1999)
I was Christened John Peter, a son born to Margaret and Frank in 1957, both loving parents who already had a daughter, a pretty thing already nearly three called Wendy. We grew up in an old house in a pleasant suburb of London. I don't remember much of my early life, other than it having been pleasant, except for a particular game my sister enrolled me in when I was five or six and she nearly nine. We shared a large bedroom at the time with an arched doorway that led to a long and narrow playroom. At one end was a door with a frosted pane of glass over its top that opened onto a large cupboard. We stored some of our toys in a large box on the floor and there was a low and broad shelf where more precious toys could be laid. One day Wendy suggested a new and secret game. "It's a secret game," she warned me in a whisper as her eyes turned left and right to make sure no one was near us. A secret game! I wanted to play and begged her to let me. I would never tell I promised and promised and promised.
(date posted: Wednesday, June 23, 1999)
Mummy smiled at me as she did the final button up, then put her hands on my shoulders. Dressed in just an old shirt of Daddy's, the hem falling to my knees, I tried smiling back through my nervousness. "There's nothing to be frightened of," she reminded me, her hands lightly shaking me before moving to lift my chin so I was forced to look at her. "You will be good, won't you?" She asked. I nodded, my throat too tight to talk. She smiled again and patted my cheek, then kissed me. "You're a good girl Alice," she said. I got into bed and waited, the bedside lamp on, the clock ticking the moments away. I must have dozed, waking as the door opened, as Daddy stepped in, smiling at me when I looked at him.
(Mf teen) (09k)
(date posted: Monday, June 21, 1999)
"Jillian? Jillian, are you all right?" asked a voice. Jillian squeezed her eyes closed against the pain in her head, then slowly blinked, opening her eyes to see her boss, Mr Jones, kneeling beside her. "How do you feel?" He was asking her, a look of concern on his otherwise handsome face. Jillian licked her lips and cautiously sat up, her head aching where she'd knocked it against the floor. She was wondering what had come over her, to think of her boss as handsome. She reached up and found the top buttons of her blouse undone. "We er, decided to loosen your clothing when you were knocked out," he said, watching her nervously. Jillian licked her lips. Normally she'd keep the button done up and she knew she should be angry that he'd taken such a liberty, yet somehow she couldn't build up the energy. All of a sudden it didn't seen so important any longer.
The Well Family Business
(date posted: Friday, June 18, 1999)
Joyce Well stood at the side of the grave and looked down at the polished coffin trying to feel some sorrow at her husband's passing, some remorse for having changed his heart tablets for plain pain killers. She couldn't and sighed, her expression hidden from the other mourners by the black veil she'd chosen.
(Father/daut ws) (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, June 17, 1999)
I opened the door quietly, intent on surprising Menoly with the pizza in my hand, her favourite. Menoly had been quiet since the death of her mother a month before, more so than I. So I hoped little surprises like the one I carried would draw us together once more. Putting it down I tip toed upstairs, my ears alert for any sound. I was passing my bedroom on my way to her room at the end of the passage, when I heard a little gasp. I stopped. It hadn't come from her room but from mine. Wondering what my teenage daughter could be doing in my room I opened the door wide. Menoly was on my bed. She sat cross-legged, her school skirt drawn up around her waist with one hand inside her panties, another turning the page of one of my secret horde of magazines. She looked up and we stared at each other, both frozen as she looked at me wide eyed. Then, with a cry of alarm, she was pulling her hand out from between her legs and hurriedly covering herself, her face a riot of colour as she looked at me nervously, her eyes large and round while her lips quivered.
(M/f M/f incest) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 16, 1999)
Jack watched Sally approach and grinned. The schoolgirl had grown quite a lot over the last year. Which was good for Jack. He'd made a heavy investment in the kid, and it was time to cash in. "Hello Jack," she beamed, pulling her school tie off in an effort to look older than her fourteen years. Jack had always refused to say what he did for a living, but in his leather jacket and faded jeans; and with his "Guns & Roses" T Shirts, Sally believed he had something to do with the pop industry. Especially by the way he threw money around; lending it to at least a half dozen of her friends as well as herself. She often fantasised about him, picturing him as a wildly rich rock star who had chosen her to go out with. She blushed slightly as she thought of some of the things she'd dreamt of him doing to her. "How's thing's Sal?" he asked in his usual casual voice as he admired her pretty face, her slight flush adding to her youthful beauty. "OK Jack. I'm glad I caught you, only I was hoping for a loan like," she smiled. Jack smiled too and brought out his little black book. "A loan eh? Well, I don't know Sally," He could see his hesitation made her worry.
(M/f F/m Incest spanking cons) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 15, 1999)
Sharon stood beside the window and looked down at the broad drive where her father directed the removal men as they unloaded their furniture. Her fingers idly stroked the thick velvet curtains of the wood panelled study, gaining comfort from their softness. Her feelings were mixed, resenting the arrival of her family after the silence of the last few days since her grandfather had died. She wished he was still alive and, despite his death, could still feel his presence in the small room, his eyes on her as they always seemed to be whenever she was close to him. She had spent the last two years with him as part of a deal her father had struck with the rich old man. Now dead her parents were reaping the rewards. She'd hated it at first, leaving her friends and family to stay with him in the large old house. Now she felt the tears slide down her cheek and wiped them away.
Return to Daddy
(M/f teen) (11k)
(date posted: Monday, June 14, 1999)
"Mr Smite. I have your daughter, Debbie in reception." I heard the receptionist say into the phone as I sat in one of the plush leather seats facing her desk. The pretty receptionist smiled at me as she listened, then put the phone down and asked me to follow her. Picking up the small bag with my few belongings I walked quickly after her, trying to keep pace with her long legs, hardly noticing the plush interior until I was led into the office. Daddy sat behind a throne of a desk, smiling the way he'd always used to. The room was richly furnished and the carpet deep. A normal office, my father looking normal, until I saw the girl. She stood against one wall, her hands tied above her head, a blindfold over her eyes. I gulped, remembering myself in that position, my aunt's voice as she urged father to spank my naughty bottom, the tip of his belt sliding maddeningly between my legs to tickle my slit and make me gasp.
(Incest M/f F/m m/f anal cons) (09k)
(date posted: Friday, June 11, 1999)
Our intrepid explorer finds a family in need of love deep in the forests of Norway.
Berlin, former East German Sector, 1992
(date posted: Thursday, June 10, 1999)
The bar stood at the corner of the large stone and brick building, the only shop front not boarded over. I walked across the street to it and entered. The big bald headed man behind the counter looked up from his newspaper and nodded with just a light move of his head. His eyes pointed towards the door to the side of the bar. The two old men drinking at the bar ignored us, their cloth caps pulled down tightly to their eyes. The main door opened again as one of my protection men entered. As he took a seat beside the door I headed to the other, passing through into a narrow stairwell.
(Mf teen) (23k)
(date posted: Wednesday, June 9, 1999)
My name is James. I'll dispense with surnames, as I would like to retain some anonymity. What I shall tell you, however, is that my family is somewhat rich. Not the new rich you understand; the rich of industry and having to work, etc., but the idle rich of family inheritance and social standing, of paintings on loan to galleries, of land bought for pennies hundreds of years ago that are now part of major cities with large rental fees for the use of. I am the younger son, some two years younger than my brother, and my sister Alice is a little short of another two years younger than I. This meant that while my elder brother was learning the skills necessary to running the large house and estates, my sister and I were being taught lessons of a different nature, and quite more interesting too. My mother often remarked that I was a pliable sort of fellow. This was in no way to ridicule of belittle me. She quite adored being able to order me about and I in turn, loved doing as she asked. And if her requests were a little different to the socially acceptable roles of mother and son, then so be it. After all, what's the point of being so stupidly rich as we are without being able to break a few social boundaries?
(M/ff F/f incest) (16k)
(date posted: Monday, June 7, 1999)
Carol and I hurried out of the theatre, still laughing at the ending of the play while at the same time hurrying towards the car, knowing our baby-sitter would hate us if we were late. The road looked clear. Still chuckling we moved out into the road. The blare of the trucks horn drowned our screams as I felt Carol's limp body press against mine a moment before my own body was hurled across the street. I woke, cold sweat on my body and my limbs still. The dream was still so vivid, despite the passing of three months. I lay in bed and fought down the panic, wishing again I could move or make some noise, some way I could tell the nurses I needed help. In the total silence of the private room and with just a small light coming in through the glass of the closed door I gave up trying to hold it in and let my hot pee soak over my loins, slowly drifting off to sleep again as the wetness started to grow cold around me.
(F/f F/f incest) (15k)
(date posted: Monday, June 7, 1999)
It was late morning when the two girls reached the end of Bramble Street. Had anyone been around to see, they would have noticed the two girls and seen that one was a few inches taller than the other, one fair while the other was dark. A woman may have shaken her head at their tight clothes while a man would have admired the way the two girls, so recently tomboys, had started developing into young ladies. A man would have delighted in looking at their budding breasts, so evident in their tight tops. He would have looked twice at their slender hips and how it added weight and roundness to bottoms that were still boyishly slim and so erotic because of it. The two girls looked about them as they neared the end of the road and the gap in the fence that would lead them down into the old quarry. No one was about and they quickly slid their lean young bodies through the gap and hurried behind the undergrowth, hiding themselves from the street and the houses that bordered it. In their tight jeans, thin cotton T-shirts and dirty old trainers, they moved easily into the overgrown quarry.
(Mf teen) (09k)
(date posted: Friday, June 4, 1999)
"Johnny!" Alison cried from the bathroom. I glanced up from where I sat on the rug in my room and saw her storm out of the toilet, her night gown billowing open to reveal long smooth legs as she marched down towards me. I rose to my knees as she pushed my door wide open before her and strode in. I didn't need to be told my big sister was angry. Her eyes blazed and her mouth was a thin angry line, her nostrils pinched small as she stared at me, her fists trembling. "Where are they?" She asked, barely controlling herself. "What?" I asked in dread, hoping it wasn't what I thought it was. Alison took a deep breath and, controlling herself, calmly closed the door and turned on me again. "My knickers Johnny. Yesterday I put my dirty knickers in the wash basket and today they're not there!" She spat, her anger returning. I licked my lips.
(M/f/b Incest) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 1, 1999)
Abby looked out of the train window at the passing scenery and focused her eyes on the reflection of her little brother seated across from her. At twelve Tommy was still very much a boy, his skin still lovely and smooth, his eyes large for his face giving it just a touch of femininity. She watched him through his reflection and felt a thrill go through her belly and bust as his eyes settled on her legs. Abby smiled and turned her eyes to his. "Are you excited?" she asked softly. "A little," he told her, remaining still while his sister leant across to slide her hand up his leg to his shorts, fondling him lightly through the material and tracing his little unwinding penis. "We're nearly there," she told him as she took her hand away before he'd grow too large.
(M/f teen) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, June 1, 1999)
The train rocked rhythmically and I dozed, my eyes half lidded, the paper parcel with my belongings on my lap. A girl sat across the isle, a teenager, her parents beside her. She looked cute; knitted jersey over a blouse, a pleated skirt that left her knees and three inches of lean athletic thigh bare. She glanced my way and I smiled at her. She licked her lips, noticing my paper bag, my prison haircut and my out of fashion suit. Then she timidly smiled back. Something about her made my cock lurch and I moved the parcel aside. Her eyes darted down and saw the bulge. I watched her blush and smiled lazily at her. She glanced at her parents who were oblivious to what was happening, then looked back at me, blushing hotly as she continued to look at my crotch. I watched her thighs slowly inch apart. I groaned and stood. The little vixen watched me stand, excitement written all over her face. I walked down the carriage to the toilet and, at the door, turned to look at her. She licked her lips and looked at her parents again. Then, saying something to them, she rose and came towards me. I grinned and entered the narrow toilet.
(M/f teen) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, May 28, 1999)
Penny finished tying the pale pink ribbon in her hair and stood studying herself in her bedroom mirror. Today was Sunday and that meant going to church with her mother. But before going her father would be coming in to see that she'd dressed herself properly. Penny posed before the big mirror, admiring the pretty pearl white dress, the sleeves puffy silk and the neck, low enough to show the rise of her chest towards her budding breasts, bordered with lace. The skirt was all frilly and had a load of pretty white petticoats beneath it that peeked out just above her knees. Her shoes were patent black leather with pretty white socks pulled up to just below her knees, a little band of embroidered angels running around the upper edge.
(Mf, Fath/daugh Uncle/niece anal) (12k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 26, 1999)
Sometimes, the only way to uncover illegal activity is to pretend to join in. So police should not think it unreasonable to have to pose as paedophiles. And if you're chosen but have no children, then recruit a special one, one that will fit in to the job.
(M/f teen) (11k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 25, 1999)
Evening was settling in over the tropical island as the Smith family gathered on the veranda for their first evening there. They had all relaxed with tall drinks when Caroline felt the eyes of her parents fall on her. It was the culmination to a long wait, a wait that had started when the maid had been called in shortly after they had finished unpacking. Caroline had been surprised at the sternness of her father as he'd ordered the young native girl to bend across the back of the nearby wicker chair. Wide eyed she'd watched her mother help the girl bend before she'd held the girls shoulders down and, with a smile, had lifted the maid's short black skirt to reveal her nude beneath it.
(M/f teen) (09k)
(date posted: Monday, May 24, 1999)
I turned into the road and parked across the street from the address on my appointment card. The house looked much like any of the others with nothing to single it out for special attention. I took out the slender file that dealt with the Smith family, reminding myself of the details before I got out and, having straightened my skirt, walked across to their house. "Mrs Smith?" I asked as a woman in her forties answered the door, her skin pale and her hair worn and mangled. She was clearly tired and worn down. She nodded, turning briefly to yell at her kids to shut up. I lifted my ID and let her see my picture in the corner. "I'm Alice Webb from Social Services," I told her. "We've received a complaint of Child Abuse," I said, bringing out the Court Order I had obtained that morning.
Bound to Please
(date posted: Friday, May 21, 1999)
It had been eight years since I'd been up in the attic. Eight years since my wife Lucy had died leaving our daughter and I on our own. Now Jane and I were up there clearing things out ready for the workmen to convert it into a spacious room for her. We wore our oldest clothes, in Jane's case a pair of tatty old jeans that were now too small for her recently developing slender hips and that had a worn rip just under the swell of her teenage bottom. She was growing rapidly now, I thought, even if she did think of herself as a tomboy; playing rough with the boys, preferring jeans to a skirt.
(father/dau X 2 + anal/spank) (12k)
(date posted: Thursday, May 20, 1999)
"Noticed anything different about Caroline?" Frank asked his neighbour Mike as they sat on the veranda and sipped beers, their daughters playing on the grass. Frank and Mike were complete dissimilar, Mike a labourer and Frank a research chemist. It was their daughters and the fact that they were both widowers that brought them together and made them close friends. Mike looked out over the lush grass to where the girls practised cartwheels, flashing their white knickers as they swung over. Caroline glanced towards them, as if making sure they were watching, then tried a handstand, for long seconds upside down, her skirt around her belly, her tight knickers moulded to her slender hips, vulva and pert little bottom.
(adult incest. M/f pedo) (15k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 19, 1999)
"I'm off to church now Mummy," I called up the stairway as I picked up my little bible from the hall table. I heard her faint response and hurried out. She'd never once asked why I left so early. And why should she? Who would think bad things of a 16 year old who still referred to her mother as "Mummy"? The church was an old 14th century stone building with thick and heavy oak doors set back behind a low flint wall and graveyard. Loving the feel of the summer air flowing under my frock I walked across to it and round to a small side door. I noticed John, the new boy from down the road sitting on one of the grave stones and idly wondered why he'd come so early, then dismissed it as my mind moved on to why I was there so early. Smiling excitedly I entered the cool church from the seldom used side door and hurried down the narrow stone stairs to the dark and low ceiling stone arched crypt. "Pastor?" I called softly. A torch came on, making a pool of light about our old priest and the stone burial chamber he stood next to. I smiled and ran across to him, wrapping my arms about his stout frame and pressing the side of my face into his chest.
(Mf teen) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, May 18, 1999)
The guesthouse was as I remembered it, a 20's style building facing miles of sand dunes that ultimately met the sea. Barbara and Ted Williams hadn't changed in the least since I'd last visited, remaining the quiet couple who ran their small guesthouse with a perfect sense of correctness and hospitality. Both smiled welcome as I entered and Ted called the girls to take my bags, Barbara quietly telling them to then wait for me in my room until I told them to leave. I watched the girls blush and glance in my direction before hurriedly taking my cases. I nodded my approval of their slender forms and short skirts while their parents watched me looking at them, a smile on their faces. "They've grown," I said. "Yes. In fact I'd say young Betty is just about ready for some new lessons," Ted told me as he turned the guest book round for me to sign. "She won't admit it, the little hussy, but she's been counting the days for your return," Barbara chuckled.
(M/fff Dad/Daut) (11k)
(date posted: Monday, May 17, 1999)
He'd thought it a joke at fisrt; a club that introduced adults to willing minors. Then they offered membership. All he had to do was pass the entrance test. But how difficult could that be?
(M/f teen) (13k)
(date posted: Monday, May 17, 1999)
The jet engines cycled down as the plane lost height towards the distant runway, still some miles away. Penny, sitting beside me, watched the growing scenery avidly as the bare desert changed beneath us to lush greenery. "Exited?" I asked her softly. "Oh Daddy! I can't wait!" she breathed, her eyes alight with excitement. I chuckled and slid my hand onto her thigh, squeezing the slender leg through her light summer dress. "Do you want to? Here?" she whispered. I looked around. The seat belt and smoking signs were already lit and the staff seated as the plane prepared to come in to land. I slid my hand up slightly and felt her legs gently part. My heart beating madly I slid a finger between two buttons of her dress and felt her knickers pressed tightly to her rounded sex.
(date posted: Thursday, May 13, 1999)
The doorbell rang and Rachel jumped, a bright blush quickly growing across her pretty elfin face. "That will be our guest. You better go up and change," I told my daughter as I stood and glanced at my watch. Rachel nodded and hurried upstairs, her short skirt bouncing on her pert little bottom. "Mr Brown?" The pretty woman asked timidly as I opened the door. I smiled and held out my hand. "And you must be Miss Smith," I said, letting her in and closing the door behind her. She was nicer looking than she'd described, nearly as tall as myself with short curly hair that framed a pretty heart shaped face and large hazel eyes. With her coat off I could see she was slender waisted and full busted, her long skirt hugging a flat belly, a sheer blouse over a lacy bra.
(date posted: Thursday, May 13, 1999)
Fourteen year old Jill sat on the hall carpet, half hidden in shadow where she wouldn't be noticed and softly sucked her thumb while she listened to the row going on in the master bedroom. Her mother would spank her if she caught her sucking her thumb again and far more if they caught her right now, but Jill knew her mother wouldn't see her. Her parents had these rows on a regular basis and Jill knew how it would end. She recalled the very first time, three years before when the first row had started, how frightened she'd been alone in her little bed, Mr Teddy pressed tightly to her side in an effort to comfort her. It had worked up until the row had stopped. In the sudden silence Jill had imagined all sorts of terrible things and, softly whining to herself, had risen to find out what had happened. Very quietly she'd peeked round the half open bedroom door and seen her parents grappling on the bed. For a few moments Jill thought the argument had become a fight, but then she heard her mother's voice.
(date posted: Wednesday, May 12, 1999)
The early mist evaporated quickly to let the sun shine brightly on the caravan site nestling in the woodland beside the coast. The caravans were just visible through the screens of trees, specks of white through the foliage. Jim watched the site come alive as the temperature rose, doors banging open and mothers shouting to their eager offspring as they rushed to go to the beach down the steep cliff side path or to go to the play area near to where he stood.
(M/f teen) (10k)
(date posted: Wednesday, May 12, 1999)
I dreamt and woke, or dreamt I woke, I don't know which. My bedside clock said it was two in the morning and Mummy was smiling as she told me to get up and take my nighty off. When you're eleven you trust your mother and I did as she asked without question, rubbing my eyes and keeping my curiosity to myself. "Is this a dream?" I asked as I looked up at her and saw she was looking at me standing there nude. "If you want it to be Darling," she murmured, pulling out a tiny glass bottle. "Now don't talk. You're not allowed to talk," she told me as she dampened her finger tip with the clear liquid in the bottle and slid it over my little budding nipples.
(date posted: Tuesday, May 11, 1999)
"Amen." The young monk muttered and his eyes opened and looked at her. Gulping she looked up into their deep blue depths, her ears buzzing and her face burning as she fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. He smiled at her, saying nothing and waiting patiently as she undid each and every button.
(date posted: Monday, May 10, 1999)
"Jones," said the deep, somewhat nasal voice on the phone. "Jack!" I gasped, remembering the dark and balding man I had met during my business trip to Japan two months before. My ears beginning to burn I remembered the small cinema in which we met, the films they were showing, the young girls walking up and down the isles offering more than cigarettes and ice-cream.
(M/f teen) (10k)
(date posted: Friday, May 7, 1999)
I entered your bedroom with my heart in my mouth. I'd had to wait until your mother had gone, my heart hammering all the while, half afraid you'd choose to go out too and leave me waiting. Now, however, I was there and you were standing before your window, looking out over the back garden where you once had played. The sun streamed in, outlining your slender 16 year old form through your light summer frock. I remember licking my lips and thinking how short the hem was and how much of your thighs were left bare by it. "You would not have worn that before your schooling" I said to you. Was that why I had sent you to the private school, or was it an excuse. You turned and looked at me. It was enough to make my heart miss a beat and I licked my lips. Your frock had a bodice that was laced up the front and this was undone. The fabric was semi open, enough to reveal the shallow rise of your teenage breasts.
(date posted: Thursday, May 6, 1999)
Lord Luke Moore stood beside the large sash window looking out at the street and the small formal gardens set out across from it. Few carriages passed so early in the evening and tradesmen had long since left for the day. There was a knock on the door and James entered. "Miss Amanda has arrived, as you requested Sir," the butler told him. Lord Luke nodded and waved the man away while Amanda timidly entered, curtsying quickly as she looked on the imposing figure of her father and master of the house. "You wished to speak to me Father?" She murmured, clasping her hands together before her the way Miss Marble, her Governess, was always telling her. "Yes," he told her as he walked calmly to his fireside seat and sat. A brandy and cigar had already been placed beside it in readiness of his wishes and he considered the cigar as he spoke to his eldest daughter.
(date posted: Thursday, May 6, 1999)
At promptly ten to eight Susan from across the road came in, her homework under her arm as if she meant to study while she baby-sat the young boy in the front room. Timothy was 12, pink cheeked and blond haired and was pretending he wasn't nervous or frightened, calming himself by playing with his Lego. "Now you be good and do everything Susan tells you to do" his mother told him, her coat on and hugging him goodbye while his father was already outside in the car. "Yes Mummy," he murmured, glancing at the 16 year old babysitter who smiled so sweetly back at him. He was left with her cloud of perfume as she hurried to the door while giving Susan last minute instructions. Then they were gone and Timothy was on his own with Susan. She entered the room and looked down at him, studying him while he refused to look at her and continued to play with the building blocks. "You can put that away now. I'll just get Jenny then I'll be back" she told him, walking towards the back door.
(date posted: Wednesday, May 5, 1999)
New Hampshire, 1655 and the beginning of autumn for the settlers from England, their third in the New World. Parson Joshua McGovern stared outside at the rain sodden road and the settlers running to shelter. The rain came down in sheets, far heavier than he recalled it ever doing in Kent. But then the crops grew that much better here. Mistress Bates was running to her new cottage. The girl was newly married and it showed in the bloom it had brought to her cheeks. The Parson admired the way her breasts moved beneath her blouse and the slender ankle she bared as she ran. He recalled looking down her simple wedding bodice as she had knelt to receive his blessing and his manhood stirred at the memory. He absently patted the bible he always carried and sighed. His ward would be about ready now. He listened and nodded as he heard the silence that meant she had finished undressing and washing and now knelt at prayer.
(date posted: Wednesday, May 5, 1999)
Sharon shivered. It was growing cold and even with her overcoat on she could feel it seeping into her young body. The clock on the station concourse told her it was five minutes after three, three minutes since she had last looked and the night seemed as if it would never end. There were others on the concourse, some in small groups. An old man smelling of drink had come across to her an hour ago, waking her from a doze with a hand on her knee and she'd jumped and hurriedly moved away. Now she couldn't settle and continued to watch everyone, all the things her parent's had warned her of at the forefront of her mind.
(date posted: Tuesday, May 4, 1999)
Mary O'Dowel stood before the Father confessor and, with a raging face, timidly repeated what she'd murmured in the tiny confessional a few minutes earlier. She knew she'd been naughty and regretted it, but it hadn't been her fault. At least, not all of it. As she answered the priest's questions she vividly recalled the moment her stepfather had entered her darkened room that night. She'd woken as the door had opened and had laid still, pretending to be asleep, unsure as to why other than curiosity and to find out why her father would enter her room so late at night. In silence she listened to his heavy breathing as he'd approached and knelt beside her.
(date posted: Tuesday, May 4, 1999)
I sat on the high window ledge looking over the panoramic view of the Cornish countryside, not in the least worried that someone might see my nudity. Not that I was that big yet anyway, but that so much had changed since mummy had died a few short weeks ago. I focused on my reflection in the window, seeing the young girl look pensively back at me, her hair tied back from the slender curves of her shoulders, the dark strawberry circles on her nipples puckering as she began to think on what had so recently changed. I suppose it began with the letter Daddy received, the day before Mummy's funeral. I noticed it more than the other letters because he got all funny when he saw it. I could only recall Mummy's death affecting him more and wondered what it was. "Just a note of condolence from your Granny and Auntie Muriel," He told me as he hurriedly put the letter away.
(date posted: Thursday, April 29, 1999)
Tom Bryant drove off the quiet Dorset lane onto the beginnings of a long gravel drive and stopped. Rachel, seated beside her father in the car looked nervously at the distant hotel and chewed her bottom lip.
The Devil In Me
(date posted: Wednesday, April 28, 1999)
It was All Hallows, the night the spirits lived again. Halloween the American's called it and, in their usual way, gave it to the world. For those of us truly evil, it was one of the most marvellous things they could have done. Deep within the Earth and chained there through laws no human would ever understand stood the Castle of Night. Here I reign supreme, total master over all who die above and are expelled from His presence. And here is where I sit for all eternity, on my golden throne in the marble Hall of the Dammed.
(date posted: Wednesday, April 28, 1999)
You sigh and the boy across from you glances up from his comic. You smile and, smoothing your skirt down, relax against the side of the train. The train rocks and the sound of the rails gently soothes you. You close your eyes and dream of being miles away. You dream of a young boy not unlike the schoolboy on the train smiling at you on the beach; lean muscled, tiny swimsuit, water droplets sliding down his hairless chest, the wet nylon clinging to his slender cock, pressed tight into the tight cheeks of his arse. You imagine him smiling as he draws down the front of his trunks, his penis soft and limp, made even smaller with the cold water. You imagine taking him in your mouth, the cold and salty taste of sea water giving way to hot flesh, his drooling cock head tasting fresh and clean as soft penile flesh swells and stiffens. It expands to the back of your mouth as you suck and you lick and slide your lips along it. You imagine your hands on his tight little rump, feeling his lean muscled buttocks, so tight and small in your palms as his hot throbbing boyhood seeks the back of your mouth. As the train continues to rock you imagine him between your thighs, stabbing your pussy with his slender round headed ram, stretching you open and filling you with throbbing young man meat.
(M/f teen) (09k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 27, 1999)
Derek watched the schoolgirls pour out of the school gates, his coat done up and hiding the hand that stroked his naked erection. They were pretty, even the fat and plain ones. Pretty girls in the midst of puberty, long slender legs and tossing skirts. Even the Indian girls in their trousers excited him, the fabric often tight across the swell of their little pert bottoms, often tight enough to reveal the line of their elasticated panties. He recognised Vicky, despite the five years since he'd last seen her. She'd grown taller, her hair longer and tied back. She walked with a feline grace he'd always admired, shapely bust and slender hips adding to his admiration now. As she came out of the gates he stepped before her and smiled. "Daddy!" She gasped, her complexion paling as she looked up at her father.
(Mom, grandad, mf) (13k)
(date posted: Tuesday, April 27, 1999)
Someone wrote and told me how much they liked one of my stories. He mentioned he had family in Devon, a daughter and grandchildren. I wondered if he ever visited them, and wondered how the visits would go. Total fiction. Thanks for your feed back. Jane finished washing the breakfast dishes and glanced out of the stone cottage window looking for her twins. She saw the two twelve year olds and grinned. Billy was pretending he was a plane, his arms outstretched as he ran towards his sister, arms shaking as he pretended to shoot her with his wing guns. Meanwhile Pam sat on the grass with her favourite rag-doll, totally ignoring her twin brother. Even at twelve, with Pam's young chest just beginning to curve with her budding breasts, the twins looked remarkably alike, both exactly the same height still, both still as lean as sticks. Jane opened the window and called out to them.
(date posted: Monday, April 26, 1999)
I dozed, my back feeling the sun as I lay on the towel, the sea a feint roar across the dunes from where we'd laid out our gear.
(date posted: Monday, April 26, 1999)
Nelly knocked quietly on the door, afraid the rest of the family might hear and come to investigate, then quietly opened the door and stepped into the wood panelled library. Her grandfather was there, as she'd known he'd be; waiting for her patiently, taking for granted she'd follow his instructions and wear her shortest skirt, just as he'd known she'd come to him. Her little brother was there too, standing beside their grandfather's chair, watching her with large dark eyes. She looked away from him, her face burning as she pulled the door closed and slowly approached her mother's father. "Knew you'd come," he chuckled. "Can't do without it now, can you child" he giggled. Nelly blushed hotly and glanced at her brother again, her heart hammering as she wondered if he knew, and if so, how much. She licked her lips and looked down at her grandfather's crotch, her eyes fastening on the slowly swelling bulge in his trousers. "You don't mind doing it in front of your brother, do you?" he asked. Nelly closed her eyes, feeling her face burn as she shook her head.
(Vampire, ws, F/fffm) (11k)
(date posted: Thursday, April 22, 1999)
James had seen many strange things during his tenancy as Butler to the Dracula family, but his work for the latest heiress was certainly the strangest. He quickly checked that all the children were partying happily, that the toilet doors had been locked properly, that the sun was going down. He then went upstairs to wake her.
(date posted: Thursday, April 22, 1999)
When Carol came home, she wasn't expecting her father to be already there, nor waiting for her with the magazines he'd found in her room. She breezed in with her normal teenage exuberance, dumping her books in the hall before walking through to the sitting room. Seeing her father there was her first shock and before she could ask why, she saw the magazines. His face carefully neutral, her father faced her across the width of the table, the pornographic material spread open on the flat surface. Her friend had stolen it from her father. He'd never notice the loss she'd been told, and she had once seen the massive store he'd accumulated over the years. Now Carol felt frightened as she watched her broad shouldered father flick through one of the glossy magazines.
(date posted: Wednesday, April 21, 1999)
John looked at the clock for the tenth time in as many minutes and chewed his lip anxiously. It was only a little after eleven at night, an hour since Cathy had gone to bed, forty minutes since it had fallen silent upstairs. Normally he waited till midnight before going upstairs but for some reason, tonight he just couldn't wait. He put aside the book he'd been trying to read and, turning off the light made his way quietly upstairs. For a moment he stopped outside his daughter's room, an ear close to the door as he listened for a sound that would tell him she was still awake. Hearing nothing he moved on, entering the bathroom and only turning on the little light above the mirrored cabinet. The dirty linen basket stood in the corner, the lid half off in the way Cathy always seemed to leave it. His breath held he lifted it, his heart beat quickening as he saw the little tangled pair of knickers laying on top of her other clothes.
(Femdom/boy & mother, xdress) (13k)
(date posted: Wednesday, April 21, 1999)
It was a warm and sunny afternoon. I knelt beside the flower border, pretending to weed while only a short distance away the young woman who lived next door lay on her recliner in just a tiny bikini. I glanced up often, peeking at her oiled flesh, at the way her tiny bikini bottoms slid between her thighs. I admired her flat belly and long smooth thighs. I looked on her small but firm breasts with the fabric glued to them and dreamt of sliding my hands under the fabric feeling her warm firm flesh. Her face turned idly towards me, her eyes hidden behind dark glasses. I pretended to be vigorously weeding for a few moments, then glanced up again almost casually. Were her eyes closed? I thought they were and looked longingly at her pelvis again, remembering the moment she'd come out, her bottom half bared by the tiny bikini briefs, the lovely tight globes rotating against each other as she'd stepped to the recliner. I recalled the way she'd pinched the fabric and pulled it from her crease before sitting and felt my excitement grow. I licked my lips and tried imagining her naked, comparing her to the few magazines I had seen.
(date posted: Monday, April 19, 1999)
Mandy wasn't sure she wanted to go to Uncle Ted's house this time. She could still vivdly remember the little game he'd introduced her to the last time. It was definately a very naughty game!
(date posted: Sunday, April 18, 1999)
I lay there in my tiny sleeping tube and listened to the children sleeping, condemned to life in this fall-out shelter, my dead wife in the closed off tube beside mine. I knew that unless something happened soon I would go mad.
(Mf teen) (06k)
(date posted: Saturday, April 17, 1999)
Sally looked again at the new shop over the road and wondered why she felt drawn to it. It was not the type of store she would normally visit. Those were clothes and record shops. This shop, off the high street and not really on her way home from school at all, looked dark and brooding. Its surround had been painted black and, in silver letters over the window had been painted the words "Magics Shop". She crossed the road and looked at the display of tarot cards, books and pieces of crystal. She didn't want any of them, yet the pull remained, a soundless voice inside her urging her to enter and look around. With a shrug of her little shoulders and a quick glance around her she entered. No bell sounded on the door and, inside, it appeared empty. She looked around, unconsciously breathing in deeply the faintly aromatic incense she could smell. She moved deeper into the dim interior, finding herself fascinated by the atmosphere within the small shop.
(M/f teen) (07k)
(date posted: Friday, April 16, 1999)
"I can understand how your daughter's actions would cause you embarrassment Your Worship" My father said to the Judge and his wife as the portly gentleman finished telling us of his problem. My father and I were seated in their parlour with a view over the street and the small park across from it. "We've seen other doctors. They all suggest Juliet has surgery!" the girls mother told us, wringing her hands nervously. "A barbaric practise my dear lady, and not one that I follow. Why, your daughter is only 15?" he asked her. "Nearly" the Judge told us as he stood and went to stand before the fire.
(Mf teen) (12k)
(date posted: Friday, April 16, 1999)
It was raining at the cemetery, a light unceasing drizzle while the clouds moved quickly along with the gusty wind. The voice of the priest droned from where I stood, a few dozen yards from the mourners, all as gray as the clouds above them. My daughter stood with her head lowered, black gauze over her features, her coat pulled tightly to her still lean form. Beside her stood her daughter, a girl I'd only seen on photographs. Looking at the slender adolescent I quickly calculated her age at 14, she too holding her coat close to her body while the wind tried pulling her away from the open grave. Her mother had looked older at that age I thought, although her face was that of her mother's. I thought back to when Carol had been 14. She'd discovered sex by then, developing early. I could never say no to my little angel, not even when she wanted my cock inside her. Hating myself yet adoring her, I had fucked her, then let it continue. She had wanted to try everything. Young and nimble she'd love to mount me while I was sitting or lying down. Her little hands would guide me into her, then she'd rock and move upon me, dictating the pace, her hot breath on my face as her little jaunty breasts bounced tightly on her chest, tiny nipples glistening with my saliva. She was still slender, though taller, and obviously older. She was still beautiful. Her head came up and looked in my direction. My heart hammering I nodded, just once. She nodded back, her expression hidden by the black gauze. The sermon over, the coffin was lowered and she came towards me bringing her daughter with her.
(date posted: Friday, April 16, 1999)
From the moment my teenage daughter Becky went out I sat wondering why. I had warned her, made it plain that if she did go out, I would need to examine her on her return. Yet she still went. Did she think that, just because it was her friend two doors down that it didn't matter? Or because her friend was a girl it was all right? No. I had told her very plainly; Go out while dark and I would expect her to allow me to examine her as soon as she got in. There was just no telling what girls and their friends got up to now a-days. As a parent it was my duty to protect her, guard her against the baser side of human nature. She understood this. Becky was a good girl, everyone said so. So why had she gone out? Did she want to be examined I wondered? Would she enjoy it? Becky was a quiet child, enjoying the company of a book more than that of boys. Those that called, and there were few that did, seldom called back twice. I knew of none that'd come three times. These thoughts continued to run through my mind so that, when the door opened later that evening, I remained confused.
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