Chapter 3. The reckoning. I stood in a pantless daze, looking at my sister’s eyes as they rolled up and over my frame. “You just fucked Claire. Holy shit!” She took a breath. Life seemed to pause for a moment. I studied her mouth, willing it to not open again. Her lips separated once again. “You fucked the shit out of her! She loved it too!” I studied her lips again. Not wanting to answer. I didn’t have the words. I was s...

The couple days after my ill-fated liaison with my neighbour were somewhat surreal. The haze of head spin and crotch-rousing electricity took another hour or so to fully subside. I’d jumped straight into our clear blue pool, letting the chlorinated elixir wash the sperm from my chest while I took a moment to fully comprehend what had happened. In a nutshell, I’d inadvertently given myself a raging hard-on that made my min...

A bit about me in a moment. I want to begin this story with complete transparency from the beginning. My name is Luke. I’ve been working on a recipe. Well, if you believe in Western medicine, it’s a recipe. If you’re more mystical, then it’s an elixir. If you’re into wizardry, then it’s probably more of a potion. Either way, I’ve been having quite some success with it. This was part of my supplementation research that I g...

"Good evening, Taylah, Brodie!" His welcome was just as warm as ever. We shook hands. Emilia came over for a hug from both of us. "How is your book going, Taylah?" she inquired. "Finished," she replied. "Started a new one this afternoon." I tried to paddle around the point today. The waves were crazy. I had to come back in. "Felipe was a much more competent surfer than me. "Oh man. The only thing I'm worse than surfing at...

I took the board under my arm and sat it up on the soft sand before heading back to the shallows to rinse off the sand from its top. Safely on the leeward side of the rock crag, we lay in the sun, taking the small swells as they rolled in and over us. Both of us were quiet in our thoughts. A few notable gasps and yelps rang out over the lapping, rippled water, but then all was quiet. We lay soaking up the sun in the saltw...

The hand stayed steady. Freeze-framed against the moving backdrop, which seemed on repeat. The concentration it garnered seemed out of touch. Out here, nothing seemed to make much sense. The endless miles of red dirt and scrubby bushes that survived despite their best efforts. Forever semi-surrendered to the relentless glare, heat, and the fucking flies. Taylah was attempting to catch the wind, then changed her hand’s ang...

“My friend Genevieve called. She asked if you’d be interested in a weekend with her, her husband, and a few other couples.” My mother, bless her heart, was always looking out for me. This time, she’d decided I needed another job to cover the costs of my third year at college. “They’ll pay you $100 per day. They want you to set up their campsite, collect wood, then go fishing with them and perhaps do some cleaning and tidy...

I suppose, in retrospect, I could have known what was coming. Not literally, but figuratively. There are times in your life when you get a surprise so great that it jolts you from the fuzzy consciousness you thought was your crystal-clear realm. This was one of those times. I sit, pensively recounting to myself and the audience the events that led to this serendipitous series of highly fortunate events that have me sharin...

…continued from part two… The first blast of cum that shot from my teetering cock shot across my cousin’s ass and hit my Aunty Jody directly in the stomach. Her surprise and angst of finding her daughter with her cousin balls deep in her ass was only then matched with the equally abstract experience of watching her nephew pull his cock from her depths the moment she stumbled across our situation. I’d seen Jody after it wa...

Honey, are you in there? We both stopped and looked at each other with terrified glances. We were fucked. I had thought it was my aunty going down on my cock, and I hadn’t realized until it was too late, and my cousin (her daughter) had sat on my shaft. I’d just finished unloading a blast of cum that was the result of some highly inappropriate actions at the top of a nearby mountain this morning with my aunty. She’s not a...

It had taken a good couple of months for my sister and me to re-establish our normal relationship. We usually shared a meal with our respective spouses about every two or three weeks, since we didn’t live that far apart. For understandable reasons, we’d had a necessary break from each other to re-establish our normal interactions. What happened was a genuine mistake. I was proud of myself for being honest and forthright w...

I slinked out of my sister’s room. The short walk down the dark hall to my room was one of the longest. I opened the door with my keycard, which beeped this time. My erection was still obvious as I walked into our dark room. My wife lay naked on our bed, with a sheet meticulously arranged over her gorgeous curves. Her breasts were pushed together as she lay, showing me the cleavage and her right nipple and areola. Such si...

The wafts of summer breeze limped over the mountain stream as we watched our holiday companions roll up to our log cabin. My family was being joined by my dad’s brother and his wife and children for the first time in our annual mountain getaway. We usually all stayed in the cabin, but since I went to college, I preferred to pitch a tent out in front of the cabin. There wasn’t a bad view possible from my vantage point. Mou...

My family was at a wedding, and we were winding down. All a little drunk, we’d had a fantastic evening in a strange town. Selena, my wife, dragged her hand across the seams of my grey suit pants. A thin layer of fine woollen fabric separated her soft, gentle hand from my strong upper thigh. The starched, pure white tablecloth hid the sins occurring underneath. My parents, sister, and her husband were none the wiser as the...

I received multiple messages throughout the night. I wasn’t sure if they were coordinated or sent individually, but as the night wore on, they became more and more risqué. We’d agreed that nothing that happened that night would be spoken of again. To their word, neither of the girls spoke directly about the events prior to their night out. Emma sent me a hazily lit photo of a girl in a long red dress. “Reminds me of a one...