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We were all in the lounge - me, my wife Carol, our 22 year old daughter Zoe and our 19 year old son, Tom, with various bits of the Sunday paper and its numerous supplements spread around us. I was in my usual armchair, Tom was sitting opposite me, Zoe was sprawled on the sofa and my wife was lying face down on the floor.

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I've been in a depressed mood lately. My husband has totally ignored me sexually for months on end. I know it is somewhat my fault. I have gotten heavier over the past couple of years. My husband always said he liked a full figured woman, but no longer it seems. It's Sunday morning and my husband went golfing with his buddies. I was in bed naked and rubbing my pussy. I hate to admit this, but I am thinking of my son, Tommy.

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Please read Chapters 1-9 before reading this story for context (at the very least Chapter 9). You can easily get there by clicking on my author name, 'satyr_132003, in blue just above here on the left. Click on 'stories' and select any of the first nine chapters to get you better acquainted with the story. Thanks for all the wonderful responses and enjoy!

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Caution: Contains violence against men, incest, and abuse of a very small penis. If this offends or does not interest you, please do not read. ** My wife had gone away for a weekend naturists convention, but I refused to ever attend them because although at 38 years old, 5'5" and 132 pounds I am not in horrible shape, I am lacking and very very self conscious in one area. Flaccid, my poor pink penis stands at only ¾ of an inch and has the circumference of a Vienna Sausage. I was constantly taunted in gym class as I was growing up, so I vowed never to be naked in public again.

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I remember making a toast to The Firetop Community and I remember sitting back rather suddenly then hearing voices in the distance. The next thing I knew, I was in my bed and the sun was coming in through the windows. My arms and legs felt very heavy so I was flexing my hands and feet to get the circulation back into them. "I think he is waking up."

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Stephanie made me feel like a stud that afternoon. We woke slowly from our nap wrapped in each other's arms. She rolled me over on my back and went to the bathroom. She returned looking refreshed and had a hot washcloth in her hand. She used it to wipe our combined juices from me. The heat felt great and her touch was wonderful. The steamy heat and her touch were bringing back to life. Before she had finished, I was again sporting a formidable erection.

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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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It was a surprise, to say the least. My mom, nearly 40, was having another baby. Even more frustrating, it was her 4th husband. So, at 19 years old, I had a new, baby sister. I did not really think much about it on a daily basis, I was off to college, so out of sight, out of mind.

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Honey, you really need to blow off some steam." Those words, coming from my wife of three months, are seared into my memory, no less so than if she would have branded me. Like any watershed moment in a person's life memories come fast and easy, some good, some not so good and some are a combination. The words came fifteen years ago today, while I was still a young attorney fresh out of law school and climbing my way up the corporate ladder.

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It was a Friday and I had a test, I didn't want to go home afterwards because the kids weren't going to be there, and I really didn't want to be alone after such a hard test. Oh the wonder of it all, what was I thinking going back to school. I could be making money right now, and not having to worry about anything other than enjoying my new found self. Something inside of me just won't let me settle.

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