Warning -- This story contains parts of incest. If you are offended by it, please continue reading with caution.
As I looked out the window while thinking about my life so far, I saw the child with an adult body, playing around with two other children in the garden. My life in the past few years, had been an emotional roller-coaster. I spent a very normal childhood as a girl except for that my parents died in a car crash when I was twelve and lived my teen years in the protection of my aunt. I lived happy life with my aunt and she was very caring. Everything started to go out of ordinary, when I was nineteen. This is my story; Melissa's story.
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Robert sat locked up in his room looking at a various Literotica story with one hand on the swell of his shorts and the second on the mouse. Since he found out about Literotica (two years ago) from his old girlfriend, Robert had been glued to it's contents for weeks on end. The story in question now was dealing with his favorite taboo: incest, and centered itself on a story of Mother and son. His fingertips gently grazed back and forth over the heady swell of his cock as it pushed itself against its confines with a dire need for release.
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'Knock knock', Ron's knuckles tapped against the glass. There was no movement. 'Knock Knock', he tried again, looking at the handle on the door. Stepping back, he peered up at the top windows. The only sound of life was the sound of a police siren a couple of streets over. Spattering rain annoyed his eyes. He tapped on the glass panel of the front door again, and ran his nails over the flaking paint on the wall of the porch, picking at chunks.
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Not every story has a happy ending, at least for me it didn't seem that way. Zoey had won states and was heading off to the west coast and Stanford in the fall. She was excited but apprehensive about the move and being that far away from home and me. I assured her it would be fine and she would be fine.
Soon after we had returned from the state championships my wife decided that she wanted to be single and try to find someone else.
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When you start writing a fiction story, it's fun to think about where to start. But when you're writing a true story, especially one with a lot of threads runnings through it, deciding where to start is really hard. There are so many strands involved in explaining the key event, and people won't understand you if you don't describe them well. They may even judge you.
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It was becoming a regular habit now. Once for sure, more often twice, and once in awhile, 3-times a week I would go by Cathy's early in the morning to say "Hi". To maintain protocol, I would even go by the dreaded week and get terrific blow jobs. Often, I arrived even before Bill pulled out and headed for work. We would chat, then I would head in to lay some meat between my sisters thighs.
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- - - 6 Months Ago - - -
"Mr. Adams... Mr. Adams?"
"Yeah, sorry."
"Mr. Adams, we just need your signature right here."
Done. Signed. Sealed. Divorced.
Well, there went 22 years. My wife and I waited until the kids finished college, at least. Very amicable. We just split right down the middle. Of course she also got the guy from Newport Beach with Ferraris and a massive house. I got a little apartment in San Jose. Whatever.
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I was just 24 and on my first job. This was in Delhi, while the rest of my family still lived in Panjab. My father had a small house where I stayed.
One day my father called.
"Renu and her friend will be coming to Delhi for about a couple of weeks on a short course. Put them up and look after them well."
Renu was a cousin, one I liked as she was not riotous. She was very respectful towards me as younger cousins are expected to be in India.
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For a 19-year-old guy, there is nothing more embarrassing or unsettling than to be caught by your mother fucking a sweet young thing in her bed. We should have at least heard the door deadbolt unlock! 18-year-old Sheila was in the throes of a mind-blowing orgasm I had just given her by eating her pussy. Midway through the orgasm I had scurried to mount her. She had guided my cock into her and I was fucking her with abandonment when she screamed.
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This story is my entry for the 2013 Winter Holidays Story Contest so, if you like it, please remember to vote! Thanks for taking the time to read, and Merry Christmas to all!
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Katy silently sprinkled the last of the sparkling dust across the snow and looked up at the clear, night sky, watching for reindeer. Seeing the sky empty except for stars, she turned to admire her handiwork; the blanket of snow wrapped around her house shimmered with the silvery dust.
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