Other people’s lives are brighter than my own. Smart people tell me I shouldn’t think that way, but it explains why I scavenge in secondhand bookstores. Finger with care what someone has once read. Foxed pages, awkward inscriptions, a journey bookmarked by a bus ticket. In vintage clothes shops, I sparkle in cast-off dresses; their sheen of summer evenings in restaurants opened to a garden. Maybe explains why I visit cine...

When Tim asked her, Sammy's heart did a complete backflip in her chest. It was not just excitement; it was a dizzying, overwhelming surge of pure joy that made her feel lightheaded. The thought of having an entire day, a whole Saturday, with him felt like the most incredible gift she could have ever received. Her love for Tim was still so new, it had only been one week since they had first met that day in the restaurant,...

I walked into the locker room to the sound of my swim team chattering like they always did. As their team captain, it was on me to look all aloof and cool while they joked about waking up early for training, how they thought they were going to do at finals, and of course, as always, the girls' team in the other locker room and how they looked in their swimsuits. I rolled my eyes and strolled past, heading to the showers a...

The midday sun beat down on the quiet suburban backyard, turning the air thick and hazy with summer heat. Janet, the 30-year-old housewife, lounged on her oversized chaise by the pool. Her husband, Mark, was off at work as usual. She had the house and the privacy of their fenced yard to herself. Janet's figure was the envy of the neighborhood: full, heavy D-cup breasts that strained against any top she wore, a narrow wais...

I lay back on my bed, the glow of my laptop screen casting a soft light across my body. My fingers were already twitching with anticipation as I scrolled through my favorite porn site, looking for something to set the mood. My pussy was throbbing, begging for attention, and I had no intention of rushing this. Tonight was all about edging, about drawing out every fucking moment until I couldn’t take it anymore. I clicked o...

The house was still dark when Travis rolled over in bed, the soft glow of his phone lighting up the nightstand. Another notification from Katie. It was early, too early, but she always messaged before dawn this time of year. Finals week. He smiled as he unlocked the screen. "Two more exams. Coffee IV, please,” Katie wrote. "You’ve got this, doc. Sleep is optional, caffeine is life,” replied Travis. A photo came through a...

The midday sun beat down on the quiet suburban backyard, turning the air thick and hazy with summer heat. Janet, the 30-year-old housewife, lounged on her oversized chaise by the pool. Her husband, Mark, was off at work as usual. She had the house and the privacy of their fenced yard to herself. Janet's figure was the envy of the neighborhood: full, heavy D-cup breasts that strained against any top she wore, a narrow wais...

The house was still dark when Travis rolled over in bed, the soft glow of his phone lighting up the nightstand. Another notification from Katie. It was early, too early, but she always messaged before dawn this time of year. Finals week. He smiled as he unlocked the screen. "Two more exams. Coffee IV, please,” Katie wrote. "You’ve got this, doc. Sleep is optional, caffeine is life,” replied Travis. A photo came through a...