All Chapters of Family Secrets: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

"Can you hold on just a minute? I've got coffee brewing. We can at least wash a little of the beer out of your system. Let me put the boys down, and I'll be right back."It took more than a minute. More like twenty. I finished cleaning up in the kitchen while I waited for her, and was just wiping down the counters when she showed up again, looking a bit more frazzled than when I arrived."Oh, no, Steve, you don't have to do that," she said, sounding almost upset."No problem," I told her. "Least I could do after you made such a nice dinner. You've gotten a lot better at cooking, nothing like the last meal I had that you cooked."She had the decency to blush. "It's the mom thing, you know. Had to put something on the table. Couldn't live off of carryout and TV dinners all the time." She was busying herself putting together a coffee tray with some homemade cookies. At her request I followed her into the living room, and took a seat on the couch, by the cookies.Sheri perched herself nex

"I understand." I told her. "I won't scream when I come in your mouth.""Don't do this," she said pleadingly."Sheri, I'm sure you've delivered hundreds of blowjobs in your life. What's one more between friends? You'd like to be my friend wouldn't you?" I reached down and stroked my cock which was sticking up through the fly in my boxers, which is all I was wearing. Her eyes followed my hand, mesmerized.She looked at me. "Yes, I want to be your friend," she admitted."Good. Go ahead and suck me off, while I think about your problem." I reached over and pulled her head down to my crotch. I wasn't normally such a rude asshole, but it seemed appropriate at the time.She pulled away from me for a second, and I thought she was going to say something more, but she cooled off, and took my cock in her hand, feeling the heft of the gift I had for her."Go on now, show me the magic." I told her, thrusting against her hand.I saw that spark of life in her hand, and saw the mood turn as she inwa

I guess some old feelings are hard to erase. I was about to tell her that her ass wasn't fat, it was pretty tasty looking actually, but again, I wasn't looking for bonding. She had come on to me, throwing herself at me, hoping to get something out of it. I knew what I was getting out of it no matter what. And part of that was a pretty pink slit that was calling my name.I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, while she shuddered. Then her hand was joining mine and she was guiding me inside her. I eased my length into her, and spread her cheeks wide, looking down past her little brown star to where I was entering her.It was nice to have this uppity bitch on her hands and knees before me. I was going to fuck her raw. I grabbed her hips, and slammed into her hard, eliciting an "oof" from her, as I tickled her belly from the inside.I was sliding it to her pretty steady, when she turned her head and looked at me. "How come you don't like me, Steve?" she asked hesitantly.I was about to li

She went on. "My mother had brain cancer, and breast cancer, and still wouldn't stop smoking. My father was forced out of his job into early retirement because of his drinking, and still gets drunk before noon, every day of his life. My brother is 28 and married four times. My family doesn't make good decisions." She held my face, looking at me as if every last ounce of her being was captured in the following words. "I was a drunk; I was selling myself for a few grand a year in bonuses; and I thought of nobody but myself. Then one day I snapped. I quit the job, knowing if I didn't, it would ruin my marriage and my life. My husband worked at the same company; how long could I keep a secret like that? I ended my most destructive relationship with my best friend since high-school, because with her all I did was get drunk and get high. I was almost 30 years old and destroying my life. I stop drinking cold turkey. I called everyone I knew and apologized for how I'd acted. I talked to Chris

A weekend outing goes awry for three couples.Enjoy..****The six of us had been planning on this trip for nearly a month. Three couples, three motorcycles, and a secluded cabin on Lake Texoma.Dan and Robin had inherited Robin's family cottage on the lake and had invited the rest of us up to 'break it in'. We'd been friends a long time, and had taken some weekend jaunts together to San Antonio and Vegas, but this was going to be different - three glorious days of just the six of us.We were looking forward to getting some fishing in, and lots of sun-bathing, but not much else. Just a long relaxing weekend, and a great way to ring in the summer. Temperatures were supposed to be in the low 90's that weekend. Warmer than usual, and very welcome.Everyone met at our house, distributing our gear for the trip. Dan had a nice deuce softail; I had my 'baby', the 100th anniversary Fatboy with about $6K of additional work. They were both gorgeous bikes, getting a lot of attention, but somewha