“Ohh, Derek! Don’t stop!” Angela moaned. He couldn’t if he wanted to. The gorgeous MILF he fucked had her feet touching behind his back as he thrust inside her, and her right hand hooked around the back of his neck, keeping her balanced on the kitchen counter. Glancing up at the rustic mahogany clock Angela kept on her kitchen wall, he could see the big hand hovered a centimeter behind the little one. It was nearly noon....

Stephanie Modders lay on her bed with her cell phone in her hands, hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink spaghetti-strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly, revealing the belly button piercing, which her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings anywhere but the ear, and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why...

It was Christmas break, and I was more excited than usual to be done with school. Daddy always picked me up from school, even though I was 18 years old. He didn’t like the idea of me riding crammed in the bus with all those other students, and he certainly wouldn’t let me drive a car—'cars will just take you to another boy!’ he’d say. “Hey, honey!” He said when I hopped in the passenger seat of his truck. “Hey, Daddy,” I...

“This might sound strange, but do you like it soft or hard?” “Hard, definitely,” I replied immediately and there was an awkward silence before I snickered at how I sounded. To my relief, the masseur chuckled too, releasing the tension. “Don’t worry. Like I said, it sounds strange,” he said reassuringly as his fingers kneaded the knots in my upper back. I pursed my lips to keep from moaning, it felt so good. This was my fi...

“Kinky Advent Passes?” Jake read with a raised eyebrow. “You’re the one who’s always telling me I’m too ‘vanilla,’” I said, rolling my eyes. I always hated how everyone lorded their sexual prowess over me. So, I wasn’t a slut in college, big deal! “Here’s your chance to dip my toes in the kinky waters. You fill out what you want me to do and fill the advent calendar, and I’ll open one a day for the twelve days leading up...

Chapter One “What is it, honey?” my father asked, and the hue of my cheek went from pink to red. “N-nothing, Daddy,” I said and hurried back to my room. He caught me spying on him in the living room—err, not really spying, but watching him while I thought. “You sure?” he called after me, but I was near a sprint now back to my room. “Yeah, nothing!” I said as I closed my door. My heart raced from the adrenaline dump of wha...

I was still catching my breath when the pounding returned to the door and made me jump before my mom’s harsh screams began again. “What the fuck are you doing in there, Dan?! You have no business being in my daughter’s room for this long! Come out here now and face me like a man, you fucking coward! If you want to walk out of me—fine! I’ll take the house and all the money, everything! You’ll be begging to come back to me!...

Chapter One I have to be quiet tonight. Not because Daddy’s listening—Daddy always listens—but because Mother is home too. Ooof! I knew she was home because I could hear her yelling even from my bedroom on the second floor, with my door closed, and music playing. That woman needs to get laid… Too bad my mom has the personality of skunk and the sex appeal of a porcupine. I know my dad isn’t fucking her now and I could imag...

I could barely focus on school. The pull between anxiety and euphoria was beyond real. I had fantasies about when I returned home and my daddy lifting me up onto the kitchen counter and fucking me like the horny slut that I was. But then I had the much more realistic fear that I would come home to another lecture about how last night I was wrong and how I shouldn’t think about it or masturbate to it anymore. No matter how...

Chapter One I sat on the floor of my bedroom in front of my mirror. It was the morning and the first day of November. Outside, the autumn leaves were wet from last night’s storm and soon, neighbors would begin replacing their Halloween decorations with Thanksgiving. There was a clatter from the kitchen. My mother was home from her overnight shift. I woke in awoke in my bed this morning, both sore and confused. As soon as...

Nick Nick didn’t know how much more he could take. He sat there in a daze as the grown-ups talked. That’s how he felt, like a child sitting at the grown-ups’ table. Only he didn’t belong to anyone. He didn’t have a biological mother because she ran away. He didn’t have a stepmother because he had ruined that relationship over the past week. And now he wished he didn’t have a father. He sat at the hotel kitchen table in a...

I tiptoed into my parents’ room. It was the middle of the night, and if my Mom woke, she’d send me back to my room. If my Daddy caught me, he’d sigh, as he always did and reluctantly wave me in. I know I’m a Daddy’s spoiled girl, and so does he. I knew it was strange to do so at my age, but I still crawled into bed with my parents sometimes when I had nightmares. At 18 years old, I would be mortified if it got out in my h...

Chapter One Maggie The drive home was a quiet one. They listened to the radio mostly, but occasionally spoke to each other as Nick drove the three-and-a-half-hour trip back to Atlanta. They both spent their time contemplating life when they returned from vacation, but more importantly, what the future would look like now that the two of them had come so close in body and mind. Nick, being a 19-year-old boy, was sure to se...

Maggie The following morning, Maggie was woken up by more of Jack’s yelling into his cell phone. She flinched and blinked stressfully until she realized he was on the other side of the room. Apparently, his friend in Michigan was attempting to take sole ownership of the gyms that were in Michigan, and Jack was having none of it. He said he was going to Michigan that morning to “end this friendship and end Adam.” Maggie ha...

Chapter One Maggie “I can’t believe how warm the water is,” Maggie said. “Well, that’s Florida, babe. When you get this much sun and heat all the time, you get warm water,” her husband, Jack, said. Jack wore his sunglasses and carried a can of beer in his hand as he waded into the water. Maggie had bought a black one-piece bathing suit that morning before they all went down to the beach. She wore that instead of the slend...