Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** Lilian set her suitcase down on the small twin bed, dumping her backpack next to it and looked around her old room. It always seemed smaller than she remembered. The furniture hadn't changed, but the walls had gotten a coat of paint that matched the rest of her parents house. Boring...
Ed came home from work and crawled into bed. "Jamie?" he whispered. "You still awake?" "I'm awake." Rolling over I smiled at him. "I need to talk to you." "About what?" "Look you know I really don't like sex, so I was thinking...why don't you find yourself a lover?" "You want me to find a lover?" suddenly I was very awake. "Yeah." his blue eyes sparkle...
"What the hell did he do to you?" Kelly's voice yanked me from a dreamless sleep. I opened my eyes to see her standing over me. Her fingers brushed my neck, still tender and purpling with fresh bruises. I groaned and swatted her hand away. "What do you think?" "Damn you work fast," she mused. "You must really still have a thing for him, huh?" "Cody?" I...
There were two constants in Mary's life: the three cars perpetually parked in line underneath her living room window, and the blank window into a blanker apartment across from her building. The cars had always been parked there and the apartment had always been uninhabited, ever since she moved in three years prior. Mary took some sort of comfort in the fact...
I woke up and stretched my arms over my head. Then I twisted a bit to get the kinks out of my back. More than that I couldn't seem to find the room to do. I did sit up just a bit to look around. All in all, a much more satisfactory cabin than the one I was sitting in only a few hours ago. This was a suite, and the other did not come with a black haired head...
Being a college professor came with more perks than I could have ever known. I tell you, the students these days are sexier and hornier and flirtier than I would have ever thought possible. Being a woman professor, it was difficult to get along with my mostly male colleagues but getting along with my students has never been a problem. Late in the spring sem...
"Joanne? Hi! Aren't you excited?" Tess could hardly contain herself. The fact that she can almost never contain herself anyway did nothing to explain this much enthusiasm. And the girl she phoned could expect no less, though her eagerness was of a different nature. "Tess! I can hardly wait! I had a terrible day at work; I just couldn't keep my mind on the j...
A Jar of Honey 'Grazie.' Alex mumbled her thanks to the waiter, but he was moving so quickly, his hands so precise as they balanced the tray of drinks, that he had disappeared a split second after her second glass of Nero d'Avola hit the table. It was late in the evening. The bar was a stone's throw from her apartment on the Via d'Aragone, a narrow and du...
All characters depicted herein are 18 years or older. ***** The sand was always white-hot here. She leaned back on her elbows while the sun played along her pale skin. It slid over her legs, across the plane of her stomach, and up her arms to her shoulders. The light fell brilliantly upon her face, which was fair and well-defined: beautiful, but with a cer...
It's my senior year of high school. Just a few more months and that's it. Finally 18 and finally gonna get outa here! I'm bisexual, and have been as long as I can remember. It's been eating me alive not telling anyone and I figure, if I was going to open up about it, this is my last chance. I talked to my best friend Mark about it, and to my surprise, he w...