It had been two years since Tommy Ritter's father died. Tommy was sixteen when the tragedy occurred. While Tommy missed his dad a lot, it was no more than his mom did. Their life had been ideal--living in the suburbs, two-car garage, and nice schools. Everything was just about perfect until the accident.Bob Ritter had been driving home from work late one night when a drunken driver crossed the centerline and hit his car head-on. He never had a chance. The police said that the other car had been traveling at almost one hundred miles per hour.The funeral was difficult for everyone. Bob and Sue's relatives flew in from around the country and were a big help to Tommy and his mother. However, when the funeral was over, she and Tommy had to go home and deal with the loss alone. The accident changed their lives dramatically.Tommy's mom, Sue, had to go back to work to make ends meet and they had to sell their house. However, in the two years since Bob's death, Sue had done very well in her

That evening Melissa washed Eric as usual, but she didn't do anything sexual with him. Eric was obviously disappointed. Melissa gave him a smile and went to the bedroom to wait for him.When Eric came upstairs Melissa saw that he was only wearing a towel. She smiled and patted the bed next to her.He dropped the towel and quickly he crawled onto the bed and lay down.Without a word Melissa bend over him and began to kiss his stomach. With little licks, she worked her way across his lower abdomen toward his already hard cock. She grasped his cock with one hand as she continued to kiss around his erection. For quite some time she avoided touching his cock, until finally, when she felt his hand on her head, she allowed him to lead her mouth to his cock. With a moan from both of them she engulfed him."Oh, God, Mom," he moaned. His hands directed her head up and down as his hips began to move.Melissa's head began to move faster and her hand began to pump his cock. Within minutes she was

The next day on the slopes it had begun to snow, making the trail somewhat faster. This time it was Eric who challenged his mother to the race. He had a plan. As she took off down the slope, he intentionally stayed behind. When she had a good lead he headed after her. About halfway down the slope, they came to a spot where the trail veered right and left. Everyone, including Melissa went left.Eric went right. It was a dangerous section, which only the best skiers attempted. Someone had told him yesterday that it was a way to get down the mountain much faster.Eric moved swiftly onto the unfamiliar trail. It was dangerous, but the desire to win was even stronger. He owed his mother too many chores already. With all his skills, he moved swiftly down the slope. However, on one sharp turn, the snow under his ski's crumbled and suddenly he was launched into the air, heading for a tree and rock strewn crevice. The binding on his skis snapped and they flew in different directions. He hurtled

எனக்கு நன்றாக ஞாபகம் இருக்கிறது அந்த நாள். ஆறு மாதத்திற்கு முன் நாங்கள் தஞ்சையிலிருந்து சென்னைக்கு வந்தோம். என் தந்தையார் காலமானதால் நானும் என் அம்மாவும் சென்னைக்கு வந்தபோது எனக்கு வயது 18. என் பெயர் ராஜு. என் அம்மாவிறகு வயது 45. என் அம்மா பெயர் ஈஸ்வரி. சென்னைக்கு வந்து அம்மா ஒரு ஹாஸ்பிட்டலில் நர்ஸாக சேர்ந்தார். அப்போது அந்த ஆஸ்பிட்டலில் கூட வேலை செய்தது

Melissa Jacobs slowly forced her eyes open as the morning sunlight peeked through the blinds. She looked at the clock on her bedside nightstand and saw that it was almost 8 a.m. It had been quite some time since she had slept this late on a Saturday morning. She yawned, stretching her arms above her head, causing the pink silk sheet to slip from her large breasts, tickling her nipples into erection as it fell. A chill of undeniable excitement rushed through her and she trembled. She sighed with a bit of frustration at how easily her breasts responded to the slightest touch. Her nipples had always been very sensitive, but in the past six months she could barely touch them without feeling a tingling between her legs. She chastised herself for the inability to control what she considered inappropriate basic instincts ... after all; she was a thirty-six year old divorced mother of an eighteen-year-old boy. Women her age didn't have those feeling, or so she tried to convince herself.She

She came from the Conference, tired, but jolly, because her well-thought, concrete speech got the wider clapping than the President's perfunctory one. She came buoyed, blossomed with anticipation, to give herself an evening of romance, then a carnal night, with her sacrosanct beloved of incestuous love, deeper than any bond conceivable in any human relationship.She had kept him away for three days for her preparations of this important event, an unimaginably long time for him not to touch her nipples, wet them with the honey of his saliva; not to caress her generous armpits and under her silk panties the strands of black gold which are crispy and strayed without the combing of his adoring fingers; not to chew on the sweetness of her clitoris purified by her sterile essence. It is indeed a long time for him waiting with his impatient manhood; she drove home thinking of her most adored gem of the world, springing her cotton panties with the juices for her womb blessed by her soul

நன்றாக தூங்கிக் கொண்டு இருந்தேன். திடிரென்று கனவு கலைந்து விட்டது. லேசாக கண் விழித்து பார்த்தேன். நான் பார்த்தது தெரியாமல், என் தலைமாட்டில் அம்மா, என் அக்காவிடம் பேசிக் கொண்டு இருந்தாள். எனக்கு நல்ல ஜுரம். உடல் வலி வேறு, எனவே கண்ணை மூடிக் கொண்டு அவர்கள் பேசுவதை கேட்டேன். உடம்பு அடித்து போட்டாற்போல இருந்தது."அம்மா. மெதுவா பேசும்மா" என்றாள் என் அக்கா மாலதி. மாலதி நல்ல உயரம்.

Mom had promised me that she and I would celebrate my eighteenth birthday at our cabin by the mountainside. I was eagerly looking forward for the occasion. I had always loved to visit our old little cabin, situated at the foothills. I also knew that perhaps it would be our last holidaying together for this season.With the winters were about to go, but the whether was still very cold. We all were looking forward for the upcoming summers. Within weeks the weather would slowly start getting warm and pleasant, it would not be long, before our small hillside town would be flocked by tourists.Mom would be very busy for the remaining season. Mom was a tourist guide as well as a rock-climbing coach. During the lean seasons, she worked part time at a local gym, teaching fat rich ladies the art of getting slim. However, in the summers, she would take a break from her gymnasium and do what she liked most, hiking and teaching people about rock climbing and mountaineering.Our little town is a

I had secretly loved my sister in law Mina for many years. When I got married 24 years ago, she was only 18 years old. I developed an infatuation for her at that time itself. As years passed, I adored her growing beauty and admired her personality. Apparently I treated her like a sister, but in my heart of hearts I knew I was in love with her.I got married at the age of 27 and my wife was 23 at that time. We have two children, son 23 and daughter 20. Both of them are now studying away from home. Mina got married five years after us and her son is now 18, studying in a boarding school. My wife & Mina are very close to each other and the two families have an excellent relationship.In this kind of a well knit family tie there was no scope for bringing out my feelings for Mina in the open. Under the camouflage of brotherly affection, I showed my care for her. I hugged her or kissed her on the cheeks, whenever there was any opportunity. It looked perfectly normal and nobody ever

நான் மகேஷ். வயது 22. இந்த சின்ன வயதிலும் எப்படியோ ஒரு ரெடிமேட் ஷோ ரூமில் மானேஜராக இருந்தேன். ஓனர் வட நாட்டு மார்வாடி. எப்போதாவது சென்னைக்கு வருவான். எனவே எல்லா கடையும் என் பொறுப்பில். நல்ல சம்பளம். எனவே பணம் ஒரு பிரச்சனையில்லை. போதாத குறைக்கு அவ்வப்போது கடையில் வேலை செய்யும் ரோஷினி, ராகினி, பத்மினி என்று வாழ்க்கை ஜெகஜோராக போனது. நான் நல்ல உயரம். 6 அடி இருப்பேன். நல்ல கோதுமை