Katie's hand flew up over my mouth, even though I was being dead silent. We listened for a few moments as our seemingly drunk mother stumbled around the kitchen. I heard the fridge open and close, but nothing was put in or taken out. Luckily, though the couch is visible from the kitchen, it is facing away and the back of the couch blocks visibility of anyone laying down. This was obviously especially lucky, since her son...

John and I have been married now for three and a half years. We met while I was in college at a party and he was so hot, so sexy, that I did something that I'd never done before. I fucked him that same night. I've never regretted it. We're both in our careers now. John is in investment banking (No, he's one of the good ones, really, he is) and I'm in finance for a medium-sized manufacturing firm. My hubby is twenty-nine,...

For starters, my name is Jack. I've attended the same school, Southeast Smith Northwestern, for my entire childhood. There isn't much to know about me, not much different from your average guy. I like reading, sometimes, I love video games, I watch a lot of porn and masturbate plenty. I wasn't sexually active at the time of this story. Not yet, anyway. But I had just turned seventeen, and I've never been one to break a la...

Just before my brother ran away from home, he made sure I never forgot him. He kissed me. Not a peck on the mouth but the kind of kisses you gave your boyfriend. The kind that made you feel hot all over. I was sixteen and he was nineteen. I thought he was drunk but when he never came back, I knew better. I never forgave him for that kiss. Not even when he returned...I was finishing up my routine morning run, breathing har...

“Don’t go into your brother’s closet!” This same sentence, I first heard from my mother when I was sixteen years old. I was visiting my brother for the first time, he had moved out when I was twelve. She would always repeat the same words every year. I never knew what they meant, until four years later. At the age of twenty-one, I found out my brother’s deep, dark, secret… “Emily!” I felt a sharp push on my left and I flu...

Ashley slammed her last suitcase shut with a smile on herface. For the first time in awhile she felt free. I’m finally getting out of here, she thought to herself. The thought seemed unreal to her but here she was in her empty room packing all her stuff. She grabbed the handle of the bag and put it next to her door. Just two days ago Eric had told her he had brought them a new apartment. She couldn’t even describe how exc...

Ron – my saviour I have been OFFLINE for 18 months and hope that you will forgive me – also hope that you can accept this first story since then – don’t forget to vote and comment as that will give me more inspiration. Thanks jena121My brother, Ron, was living with his girlfriend when my husband passed away, about 4 years ago. They came to visit about twice a week mostly so that I would not feel too lonely. I had not star...

I have to admit it, I loved teasing him. My poor brother walked around most of the time with a hard on because of my tormenting him. I was hot and I knew it. Long black hair, smooth skin, high firm tits, with dark nipples, a blazing white smile, and a nice ass. It was not too big not too small. In my family girls are supposed to be modest. I was so bad at that. I was always leaving the bathroom door open, leaving my bedro...

As I stare out the tiny window of theairplane at the clouds, I find it oddly peaceful, just gazing into a seemingly endless white void, it's relaxing, calming, comforting, and it's making me drowsy. Having not had a good night's sleep in a week of just catching a few hours here or there, I'd been fighting to stay conscious all day, and I though, finally I'd be able to just catch some shut eye. Right as I feel myself drift...

Driving home to my new apartment which my aunt too kindly arranged and paid rent for, making me feel as though she wanted to get rid of me, was a strange experience. The car was silent apart from the occasionaljitterfrom the engine; you could literally cut the tension in the atmosphere. As we approached my apartment, Shaun placed his hand on my knee and gave me a reassuring squeeze breaking me from my daydream. As we both...

It was my 17th birthday and my dad finally agreed to let me get my room redone. He and my brother, Drew, said that this would be a gift from the both of them, due to the cost and the effort they would have put into it.The room was now more mature and more than I could ask for. Complete with a full vanity, king bed and 55" plasma screen TV. It was a teenage girl's paradise.At school, my friends gathered around my locker to...

At the time of this account my sister, Irene, and I were in our forties. She is a year younger than me. She had divorced her husband when he had gone off with another woman. A month or so after that my wife was killed in a car accident. So Irene and I now had no spouses. She bought a house in the village where I live and we often visited each other in the evening when we not at work. I wasn`t expecting her that fateful ev...

For my 16th birthday, I had asked to repaint my room. After a long discussion, my parents decided that it would be a great idea. That evening, I could not sleep in my room. My brother has a bunk bed that we shared when we were smaller, so for the night it was decided that I would sleep there. My brother always slept on the bottom, which left me with the top bunk for the night. A little about myself. I'm now 16, with short...