"Therapy! I can't believe Mom and Dad are making us see a shrink! We're not THAT bad, are we?" Sophia McMillan was sulking in the passenger seat, while her brother, Benjamin, drove. "They kinda have a point, we've had trouble getting along for a while," Ben responded calmly, pressing his foot on the brake. He didn't particularly relish the idea of giving up an hour-plus-travel of his foreseeable Wednesdays either, but had...

The assassination of Rafael Padilla, the Tijuana Cartel's top financial wizard, lit the fuse on a conflict that had been, for the most part, been below the surface. The autodefensas, chief among them were the "Baja Battalion," had spent over a decade organizing to secure the support of politicos within the municipalities of Baja California and Sonora. Bribes, offers of protection, electoral challenges and threats were lev...

If you asked eighteen-year-old Jamie Sinclair how life was, he would have said pretty sweet. Left school with more than good enough grades to get into college and pursue electrical and mechanical engineering. His mum and dad were proud parents as they too had good and well-paid jobs. So it made them happy that they had steered him in the right direction in life. Another reason for young James was what he was most proud of...

The apartment door creaked open. Yoonda stepped out into the hallway. Her heels clicked softly against the floor, and her keys fell with a jingle onto the tiles. Her makeup was slightly smudged, and her green hair was tied back in a messy ponytail. Her black jacket hung open, revealing a low-cut top that clung tightly to her body. Under her short skirt, her sheer stockings were already torn from the chaos of the day. She...

“You’re… what?” Glen says, genuinely disoriented. Zak’s head snaps up. “Wait… pregnant?” Kate doesn’t look away from her husband. Her hands are flat on the table now. “I’m pregnant,” she repeats, a little firmer this time. “That’s not possible,” he says, shaking his head. “We use condoms. Every time.” “You’re telling me a condom failed?” Kate nods quickly, grateful for the lifeline. “They do. It happens. Rare, but—” she l...

My wife and I made slow, passionate love as we reclaimed each other. We shared lingering kisses, tasting our other lovers on our lips. Her pussy was wet and creamy with the cum of her lover as I moved in her. We took our time, bringing each other to a shared climax. I added my cum to the mix in her pussy before holding her close. Wrapped in each other’s arms, we slept till 7 that evening. We woke with a smile and looked a...

It was a warm summer day when I moved into my new neighborhood. My name is Laura. I am in my early 30s with a fantastic DD rack and a round, juicy peach of an ass. I was also childless and recently divorced. I wish I could say that my ex-husband and I just drifted apart, but that would be a flat-out lie. The truth was that my husband had walked in to find his best friend plowing me doggie-style on our marital bed. I want...

Glen walked in the front door around eight thirty, looking like the day had chewed him up and spat him back out. Tie loose, briefcase dropped by the hooks, shoes kicked off. The kitchen smelt thick with cheesy beef casserole-tomato sauce, pasta, melted cheddar on top, still bubbling a little from the oven. He headed straight in to the kitchen. Kate’s at the island plating it up. Hair damp from her shower, sticking to her...

Dr. Andrew Millar’s son, Kevin, and his girlfriend, Allyson, finally arrived at the Colorado resort for the Millars’ annual family ski trip. Andrew and his wife, Vicky, have been coming to this resort for years, but this was Allyson’s first time. She and Kevin had only been dating for six months, and she was still new to the family dynamic. Andrew had met a handful of Kevin’s previous girlfriends, but none of them had aff...

It was late, just after twelve A.M. and I decided this was my last run. I picked up a pizza and headed to the motel. I wasn’t sure if it was still working; last I heard, it was closed. Pulled in, seemed to have a new coat of paint—looks like the attached porn shop is still closed, though. Damn. I backed into a space, grabbed the bag and soda, knocked on the door with my phone. “Hold on, I gotta get a shirt on,” was the mu...