...fiction andnot real or reality. I am a good writer and have a real talent for thiskind of thing even though it is porn. I'm not necessarily proud o... what Iwrite but am proud that I write stories that others enjoy. There are lotsof guys out there who get their jollies and stimulation from my storiesand I'm glad I can make them happy. But it has nothing to do with me.Nothing! So that's all there is to it. And you must stop this right now."I could tell she was skeptical by the look on her face.. Jim's balls were painfully swollen but in spite of the lust he felt for his beautiful, young niece he was battling his Christian conscience. He felt serious guilt for what he'd just done to her even though he knew he was not the first and that she'd wanted him to do it. Her hand was gently fondling his tool in a manner that showed his was not the first she'd touched either."Wow Uncle Jim! You're sure big," Cindy murmured. "What do you want me to do for you?"Flattered by her comment but still. For this is Halloween.. -Author unknown-Most fitting words for our family on the arrival of Halloween evening.The kitchen retained a warmth from all the cooking that had been donethat day, from treats and candies for friends to dinner for family.Soon, all of us would be off to seek the fun and thrills offered byplaces outside the home, our parents to a party, I and my brother to myfriends house. Costumes had been chosen after much thought and wouldsoon be donned by all,. “Courtney,” he whispered into my ear. “He’s gone, does it really matter what I did to him?” I wanted to feel hurt, I wanted to feel betrayed. Instead I felt nothing but lust. Daniels body was pressed against mine. My legs were open and he rested between them. If our clothes had already been removed I was sure his cock could reach me. I felt defeated. It took all that I had not to beg Daniel. I kept imagining the first and last time we had been together. The way his cock felt inside of me, the.