My older brother Liam was currently scowling at the many cars in front of us. It was 8:30 in the evening, and we'd been sitting in London traffic for nearly an hour. The storm was still raging on outside, and car horns were blaring left, right and centre. I'd called Liam after my shift at work. Public transport was all but down, and I didn't want to walk the streets of London at night. Liam had been less than enthused abo...

My heart was thumping as my brother ran his hand down my now bare thighs. His fingers drew slow circles on my skin, edging their way closer to my pussy. His index finger came and traced the edge of my lips, the subtle, light touch sending ricochets of pleasure through me. Matthew brought his thumb up to rub my clit in circles. He was being slow and gentle, but I needed more. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do th...

Every Christmas Eve since I could remember, we'd spent it with our next door neighbors. This year was no different, although I'd been getting some extra attention from their son, Carl. Carl and I were at the same high school, though he'd shown no interest in me any time before tonight. Every now and then I'd catch him staring at my breasts or my ass. I was wearing a figure-hugging white dress - a little dressy for a casua...

"Up, up! Time to go, Lyla!" My mother screeched from the other side of my bedroom door. I opened my eyes and groaned groggily, rolling onto my back in my tangled sheets. Glancing at the clock on my nightstand, I saw it was barely seven a.m. "Mom!" I whined. "It's Saturday! This is way too early, even for you!" Taking my response as an invitation, my bedroom door swung upon and my mom hurried inside. "I told you we'd be he...