OUR OWN PASTORAL
Scaramouche123
Forbidden love in three acts
All characters are of majority at the time the sex takes place.
ACT I -- The Stranger
I was seven when my mother died of complications from a fall she suffered while we were hiking the Appalachian Trail. I was devastated and thought my world was ending. My father had been killed during the last days of Desert Storm, a few months before I was born, and as I was an only child of a single parent who herself was an orphan; I stood at the abyss at a far too early age.
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I fired up the laptop and sat in the chair. I waited quietly in the dark room while it loaded and connected to the net. There we go I thought. I clicked on the icon and the world opened up to me.
I typed in the usual address and looked to see what they had to offer for porn today. I skipped over the big fake tits getting drilled by monster cocks stuff. That was old and boring. I wanted something new, something different.
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Hi, guys. Been a while, but I am back with this story that I have been working on for a while. Hope you like it. I really liked the idea, and I have been anxious to share this one. Before I start, I want to apologize for A Desperate Mind. I am proud of the story, but for those disappointed, I understand and I will probably abandon those characters indefinitely. Also, Alex and Emma Ch. 3 will follow this story, but no date is really set. It will certainly be on here by fall. Anyway, here is Youth & Experience. After finishing the story, leave your comments below. Would love feedback for this story.
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I guess the best way to begin this story is to tell you about myself. I am 40 years old (absolutely true) and a widow with a nineteen year old son. I started exercising about ten years ago and have been able to maintain my figure. I'm 5' 7" and 135 pounds (well, 140) and have put on a little weight in the last couple of years, which is not all bad as it is distributed well and does include an increase in cup size (B to C). As my breasts were never that big to begin with, I don't have the kind of sag one should expect at 40. I can actually get by without a bra.
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December, The Taylor Residence, North Wilmington, Delaware.
Russell Taylor looked out of his bedroom window at the street crammed with parked cars. It was the week before Christmas and Trolley Square was full of office workers heading for parties in the local bars and restaurants.
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WARNING: If you are not 18 or older, please leave this page immediately.
Incest—a word that has extreme negative connotations. The image that most often comes about when the word is mentioned is that of a father forcing himself on his daughter. Any forcible sex act, especially done by a parent to a child, should result in the parent being punished in legal and non-legal ways.
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It was 6 am and 18 year old Maya lazily rolled over to shut off her alarm. An hour earlier than she was expected to wake up, she decided to relax in bed for a few minutes before the fast-paced day began. It was the first day of their family reunion and Maya and her parents had a long drive ahead of them before they got to her grandparents' lake house where the reunion was being held. As she stretched, her raggedy sleep shirt was pulled up to expose her flat, bronze stomach; the early morning air chilled her body and gave her goosebumps, hardening her nipples. As she reached up to pull her thick, curly hair into a bun, she ran her hands over her sizable breasts and gasped in arousal.
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It was strange how it all happened. I'm Peggy, 18 and the star of the girl's wrestling team at my high school. Obviously, I'm damned good at it, and lucky since most schools don't have that kind of thing available. Half the time, I end up wrestling against guys in my weight class, since there aren't as many girl's teams. In my weight class, not even many guys can beat me.
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"VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2012"
All characters depicted are of consent age.
CHAPTER I
"No you didn't."
"Yes, I did."
"No you didn't."
"I did. I swear I did."
I was arguing with my best friend, Rose or Rosie, as I liked to call her. She just told me she'd sucked her first cock.
"Okay," I said. "Whose cock was it?"
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This is the stand alone sequel to Cross-country Road Trip which I would ask that you read first, but it really isn't all that necessary.
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We were married almost immediately after our cross-country road trip was over. I called my oldest daughter and she and her husband joined your two children and their spouses for the ceremony which really was a simple affair. We dressed in our finery--you in a medium length white dress with a lot of lace and me in my Highland formal wear including my Prince Charlie jacket with its vest--but we did do without the fancy wedding with all the guests.
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