The air in the garage was thick enough to taste, a familiar cocktail of motor oil, sawdust, and defeat. Under the single bare bulb, Liam sat hunched on a worn stool by his workbench. At 40, the man he was had been eroded by grief and circumstance, leaving a lean, almost gaunt frame that seemed too large for his slumped posture. His shaggy brown hair, shot through with premature grey at the temples, fell into his deep-set...

After I closed out our night last night by fucking Janice as Mandy watched and fingered herself, we fell asleep, naked and exhausted. As morning came, I was still half asleep, but felt a delightful wet tongue running up and down my hardening cock. When you spend your time naked around two 17-year-old girls, your cock doesn't have a lot of opportunity to rest soft and flaccid. Next thing I knew, a lovely pink nipple was pr...

If you have been following my adventures, you know that I am Tom, a 42-year-old divorced man with a hot 17-year-old daughter, Mandy, and her equally hot best friend, Janice. My previous stories chronicled the first two weekends when I first accidentally saw my daughter naked, which led to her and Janice seducing me. Over the next couple of weeks, the sex got wild and crazy to say the least. Well, the rest of the summer co...

1. Ignition The morning light is thin and sharp, slicing across the marble island like a blade. Lily sits on the high stool, knees pressed together, pulse drumming so hard she feels it in her teeth. The notepad waits between them, innocent white paper that already knows too much. He walks in barefoot, still in the faded T-shirt he slept in. The sight of his bare forearms (veins standing, muscles shifting under skin) makes...

Chapter One “What is it, honey?” my father asked, and the hue of my cheek went from pink to red. “N-nothing, Daddy,” I said and hurried back to my room. He caught me spying on him in the living room—err, not really spying, but watching him while I thought. “You sure?” he called after me, but I was near a sprint now back to my room. “Yeah, nothing!” I said as I closed my door. My heart raced from the adrenaline dump of wha...

I was still catching my breath when the pounding returned to the door and made me jump before my mom’s harsh screams began again. “What the fuck are you doing in there, Dan?! You have no business being in my daughter’s room for this long! Come out here now and face me like a man, you fucking coward! If you want to walk out of me—fine! I’ll take the house and all the money, everything! You’ll be begging to come back to me!...

Chapter One I have to be quiet tonight. Not because Daddy’s listening—Daddy always listens—but because Mother is home too. Ooof! I knew she was home because I could hear her yelling even from my bedroom on the second floor, with my door closed, and music playing. That woman needs to get laid… Too bad my mom has the personality of skunk and the sex appeal of a porcupine. I know my dad isn’t fucking her now and I could imag...

~Kailee~ Oh, my god, that feels so fucking good! I slid two of my fingers into my pussy, reveling in the lake waiting for me there. Holy shit! This thing makes me so fucking wet! ​I bit back a moan as I pressed the tip of the vibrator to my clit again. My legs twitched, and I giggled despite my best efforts to be as quiet as possible. Dad had been in his office when I’d come home from my afternoon classes, but I didn’t ne...

I don’t sleep well that night. I sleep fitfully. The image of Derek’s face on Chloe’s phone screen, watching me as Chloe’s friend fucks me and calls me a dirty fucking whore fills my dreams. And then Chloe’s announcement that her plan all along was to make her Dad realise I was a cheating whore so he’d dump me and go back to Chloe’s mother. I lie there in the dark, waiting for the dawn, still not believing how vindictive...

Chapter One I sat on the floor of my bedroom in front of my mirror. It was the morning and the first day of November. Outside, the autumn leaves were wet from last night’s storm and soon, neighbors would begin replacing their Halloween decorations with Thanksgiving. There was a clatter from the kitchen. My mother was home from her overnight shift. I woke in awoke in my bed this morning, both sore and confused. As soon as...