"I'll never look at popcorn the same way again." Stephanie breathlessly laughed as she took the empty bowl away and brought me back a towel to clean myself.  She then flicked the spinner and watched it stop on another dare. She groaned as she poured everyone's shots again before drawing a card.  I started to notice that there was a change in my sister's appearance. It seemed like she's been outside in the sun all day and...

Daniel and I had the whole house to ourselves for the weekend while our parents were out of town. Unfortunately, they’d made us promise we wouldn’t go out, see our friends, or have anyone come over or else they wouldn’t go. And if we did disobey while they were gone, they’d take the car away that we shared for a month, regardless of who’d broken the rules. So, we were both pretty motivated to keep our asses inside the hou...

My sister must've felt me shudder as she tried to comfort me. "You always get so emotional." She rubbed my back as I shot the last of my load in my pants. "Sorry," I said to both of them as I gasped in pleasure and shame. To Nadia cause it soaked through onto her hand and to my sister from cumming while she made skin contact with me. "That's okay," Stephanie responded. She let go of both of us and sat back down in her sea...

The way the movement of the car made her breasts jiggle was turning Reggie on. They had pulled off the highway onto a bumpy street lined with construction vehicles and orange cones and barrels and signs reflecting from the city lights and the headlights. His dad Mikus was cursing at all the bumps as he drove the car. From the passenger side, Alice touched her new husband’s lap to calm him. Reggie was thanking God for ever...

Here I am, lying naked in bed with the most gorgeous man in my life, Mark. Yes, Mark’s my brother, and I couldn’t care less! It started roughly half a year ago. My husband, Barry was as usual begging for sex. He kissed my neck. “Not tonight,” I sighed. “Honey, we haven’t had sex in months!” Barry said. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing, dear,” I lied. Truth be told, I was a little repulsed by him. His penis was below average, he w...

Mom held my hand walking up the stairs, my uncle, with his strong hands on my shoulders. My heart was pounding through my chest. Did I want this? My head told me, no, but my raging erection told me otherwise. We reached the door to the bedroom, and I panicked. I turned away to leave. “Whoa, where you going, champ?” Mark said, grabbing me by the arms. “Oh, no. You can’t back out now, young man!” my mom said in her usual st...

Ever since I started masturbating, members of my family had always been the subject of my fantasies, male and female. My mother, Susan, while not the most attractive of women, still has a good body for her forty-eight years. I’m not ashamed to admit she’d probably look good in a bikini. She wears glasses and has her curly mousy hair cut short, which adds to her strict persona. My father, Barry, has always been a mild-mann...

Nadia flicked the tip of the needle again which ended up on truth. "The truth shall set you free," she quoted as she reaches for the edge of a card. "Truth: Whom here, would you be willing to take a shower with." "Ah, too bad it wasn't a dare," Nadia sighed as she looked between us. I could see her staring at my sister's body as if considering her, which I found to be kind of awkward. She is imagining bathing with another...

Stephanie just sat there like a puppet, as if Nadia's eyes were stringing her most inner desire.Did my sister not hear Nadia, she said she wants to play with us, or does she not mind us… No, that’s unlikely, she did not understand us. She's probably to busy making googly eyes with her.“You want me and my sister to play this Naughty Edition of Truth or Dare?” I interrupted. “You’re joking, right?”Stephanie shuddered back t...

It's been three years since I left home. I had earned myself a scholarship and got to enjoy my life without the restrictions of family. I also got a heavy dose of reality, mixed with responsibility. It took me a while to realize that moving out does not give you more freedom. It makes you more responsible and aware of the consequences of your actions. I was never really planning on heading back home anytime soon, but the...