************Amy************ In the morning, after being fucked by Bill, I brought back up letting Julian watch us, which also meant that he’d know his best friend was fucking me! “Bill, we talked about letting, um, making Justin watch us fuck. When you, your cock’s in me, and you’re marking my tits, that way; god I love how you do that. Um, Bill, I want him to know; I want him to see how I respond when we’re fucking. Our...

Jake leaned back in his office chair, the seat creaking slightly with his movement, and rubbed his tired eyes. The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow across his desk, where he had been diligently working since his ‘lunch break’ with Naomi. The door swung open, and Kiera entered, her youthful energy filling up the space. “Hey there, Kiera, what’s up?” Jake inquired, watching as she trotted over with a bounce in her step a...

“All right, Mother, it’s time you let the cat out of the bag.” Daphne stood behind her mother with her arms folded, tapping her foot. Delilah peered into the vanity mirror, checking her face paint in the glow of the electric bulbs around the perimeter, then looked up at her daughter’s reflection. “About what? I swear, it’s impossible to keep up with you sometimes, flitting from thought to thought.” “Your passage to Americ...

I watched the flickering candlelight dance across the polished wooden table as the cards fluttered in his hands. The sound of waves outside the beachside apartment was a soothing backdrop to the tension in the air. Ethan, the picture of confidence with his blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, grinned at me across the table. "Looks like you're on a winning streak tonight, Chris," he said, his voice carrying the faintest hin...

I awakened from my nap when Chloe returned from tennis. “So you jacked off on Lisa Markowitz’s tits,” Chloe announced as I opened my eyes. Lying would have been useless at this point. “Most of it went on her face,” I clarified. Chloe had tried to sound serious and angry but my response caused her to chuckle ever so slightly. “And you think that this is no big deal?” Chloe tried to regain a serious tone. “I know,” I admitt...

Cassie had noticed an empty seat behind the goal during the third period and then snuck down during the following intermission, giving her a front row seat for possibly the most iconic moment in the history of Boston sports. She experienced it all in slow motion: the give and go from Orr to Sanderson back to Orr, the St. Louis goalie flailing helplessly, the red light bursting alive, Bobby Orr flying through the air, fift...

“Have you watched it yet?” “No, I have not!” “Why not? Chrissy, you’ve got to watch it!” I didn’t reply, instead, I tried to change the subject but Jane was not having that. “Chrissy, you looked fantastic! You can understand why everyone was so turned on!” I was fully aware of that and it was one of the reasons I didn’t want to watch it. It was one thing being utterly and completely slutty, it is quite another thing to wa...

Christmas was officially in the books, and what a Christmas it was. For the first time, I didn't mind sharing my birthday with Santa and his minions. My stepmom more than made up for all those birthdays that took second fiddle to the excitement of Christmas. After Dad was killed in a horrible traffic accident, his young wife, Debbie, and I had grown closer. Misery loves company, I guess, but it was more than that. Dad and...

“So, Father, what’s happening in the news?” Daphne turned and faced the back seat as Tommy piloted the Packard Twin Six north on Broadway in the midmorning traffic. “Oh, all sorts of things,” Harvey replied, rattling his copy of the New York Times. “Here it says ‘Helen Dazu, twenty-three years old, an attractive blonde from Rumania—’” “Blonde?” Daphne scoffed. “I already don’t like her. What did she do?” “I’ll paraphrase....

“Mrs. Davenport, are you ready?” Delilah shook her head as though coming out of a dream. “Mrs. Davenport?” “Yes, Reed. Thank you. I’ll be right there.” The clarinet player smiled. “Don’t be nervous; we’ve practiced this song six ways from Sunday. Mr. Davenport will love it.” Delilah returned his smile. “Yes, I certainly hope so… and I hope he enjoys what I have planned for afterwards.” Reed’s smile turned devilish. “I can...