Eric tightened his grip on the steering wheel, eyes glued to the winding forest road ahead. His car hummed along the asphalt, the only sound piercing the quiet evening. The trees stood tall, casting long, eerie shadows that danced and stretched as the car's headlights swept over them. In the passenger seat, his younger brother, Todd, fidgeted, his eyes darting from the road to Eric's profile and back again. The atmosphere...

"You're so full of it, Jack," Nick said, chuckling as he tossed the room key onto the dresser. "You think you're going to get any better at basketball playing video games?" Jack, sprawled on the motel bed, rolled his eyes. "At least I'm not living in the past, bro. Maybe I'll finally beat you at something before I'm old and gray." Nick snatched a towel off the bed. "Keep dreaming. Now, who gets the shower first?" "You, ob...

Jack and Mary climbed out of the pool after their evening skinny dip. The late September air felt cooler than it was, as the water quickly evaporated off their skin in the dry evening air. Jack grabbed a towel, put it over his head, and gave his hair a quick toss to dry it a bit. He draped the towel around his neck and shoulders as he handed his wife, Mary, a towel from the stack on the table. Mary wrapped the towel aroun...

Whenever I drift into erotic reverie, my mind is consumed by one of two men. I alternate between them in my fantasies, and my selection depends on my mood. Imagining one man makes me come faster, while imagining the other makes me come harder. The first man? My husband, Seth. I don't know if that's surprising or to be expected, seeing as how we've been together over five years. Bearded and strong, the way he fucks often b...

Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson was born and raised to do nothing. A perfect example of a spoilt female born into the upper classes of the UK. She had gone down the usual path since birth. Educated in an all-girls school and then at finishing school. After a couple of years on the social circuit of parties, balls, and various horse racing meetings, the teenage Lady Penelope had settled down into a well-placed marriage, with...

Angie was seated on the side of her bed after getting dressed to go out and enjoy a summer day. She didn’t have plans, but it was summertime. That WAS the plan. Her brother, Alex was lying on her bed reading. He didn’t have plans either, but he relished that to a degree. No school. No work. Parents are away. Everything was in play. Alex took in Angie’s profile. She was wearing a pink tank top and short shorts. It was hot...

“Mmmmh…. oh my god, Scott!” Even through the delirium of illicit desire, Scott can tell when she feels him massaging across her sensitive G-spot as he holds his sister naked and bent over in front of him on the bed by her waist and fucks her slow and deep. He considers what a sublime woman she has grown up into and shudders from lust and a moment of sharp trepidation from how entirely wrong it feels to desire and to need...

Seated at the bus-stop two bored-looking middle-aged men look on as the sky-blue intercity bus rolls to a halt. But for them and the pastel-colored bus, the road and sidewalk are largely deserted at this time of day - a scene emblematic of the quiet suburban town at large in the midst of covid. An elegant-looking young woman dressed in a minimal zebra skin full-sleeve crop top and denim shorts steps down from the bus in t...

My brother, Oliver, was visiting us for a couple of weeks while his wife went on a cruise with some girlfriends and he had business in town. (He hated the name "Oliver", so when his friends started calling him "Patch" because Mom put a patch on the rear of his jeans one year, he happily adopted that as his permanent moniker.) My hubby, Pete, had gone off to a conference for three days. So Patch and I were home alone toget...

“How do you feel, Angie,” I asked when I felt she was sufficiently aware. I woke up before either of them. I put my hand on Angie’s thigh and gently slid it up her body, trying not to tickle her. I felt no different about having my sister in bed next to me. I felt no different knowing that I had sex with her the night before and came inside her pussy. It was a restrained sort of love I was prohibited from showing until th...

Ryan and I were waiting for our older sister. She was working in the area and had invited herself to stay with us overnight, telling us she’d arrive by 6 pm. By 9:30 pm, she still hadn’t shown up and wasn’t answering her phone. I didn’t bother leaving a voicemail. I felt the ten missed calls already sent out a clear enough message. I accidentally let out a grunt of frustration. ‘No luck with Rachel?’ asked Fiona. ‘Nope,’...

I put my chin on Angie’s shoulder as I released her tits and put my hands on her hips. “I want you, Angie.” She put her hands on mine and sighed, “Can you continue being gentle with me?” I turned her around to face me. “I’ll never hurt you.” She searched the sincerity I wore on my face. When she found it to be true, she kissed me softly on the lips. “Let’s dry off and go in the bedroom and see what we can do, okay?” She m...