It was the Advent season, a time of year when families would gather together to celebrate and spend time with one another. For the Wilsons, this annual tradition took on a more taboo twist, as incestuous desire simmered beneath the surface of holiday cheer. Colleen Wilson, a 38-year-old divorcee, had recently moved to a new suburban house with her two children, Felix and Fleur. Felix, a strapping 22-year-old with chestnut...

Julie hummed along with the radio while she chopped onions, the knife thumping steady against the cutting board. It was almost seven, later than she usually started dinner, but Mark had been glued to some game all afternoon and she’d lost track of time scrolling on her phone, trying not to think too hard about everything. She’d thrown on the pale-yellow sundress she usually saved for weekend brunches—light cotton, little...

The hours after what would be a defining moment in their once 'normal' relationship could be described as the calm after the sexual storm. With a new glow to her heart, let alone her body, Anna soaked up the loving looks between Harrison and Claire and theirs with her. There was a muted energy to the rest of the morning, that was for sure, as each began their individual days and certainly their united exertions, and the i...

The tension grew with each caress, each whispered word. They knew their audience was waiting for the moment when Jake would finally slide inside her, the ultimate taboo act that would either make or break their career. But they weren't ready to give it to them just yet. Instead, they pushed the boundaries, hinting at what was to come with every lingering glance and lingering touch. The video ended with the head of Jake's...

Here I am again, my diary open under this same old lamp, its light spilling across the pages like it’s trying to keep up with the heat of these memories, casting long shadows that dance like the flickers of desire I can’t shake. The house is dead quiet tonight, just the faint creak of the floorboards settling under the weight of all these secrets, and I’m propped up in bed, my nightgown bunched around my thighs because ev...

Oh, where do I even begin with all this? I suppose if I'm pouring my heart out here in this old diary, tucked away in the back of my nightstand drawer, it's because part of me wants someone to find it someday—maybe long after I'm gone, some curious stranger flipping through these pages and getting a peek into the wild, hidden corners of my life. Not the polished version I showed the world, but the real me, the one who thr...

The Lost Kingdom Of Tosali Of the kingdom of Tosali, little is remembered with certainty. What records remain are fragmentary, scattered across old songs, broken tablets, and the fading memories of elders who lived long after its passing. Even its beginning lies in shadows, though most agree it was founded by a king called Nrusingha Dev. He raised its capital at Swarnavali, a city said to have gleamed with towers of gold...

Our yacht sailed towards the island ahead, leaving behind a trail of foam on the sea below. As the sun dipped towards the horizon, the sky was painted in hues of gold, red, and orange. I stood on the deck, inhaling the smell of the salty breeze. It lifted my spirits after a long hectic day of travel. First, a flight from Mumbai to Kochi. Another one from Kochi to the Agatti island of Lakshadweep. And finally, this yacht r...

Anna knew she was a sexy woman, for sure her partner told her with eager frequency, but equally she was never shy in noticing many admiring glances from men and occasionally women, especially when she added flirtatious to the character of a day’s wardrobe. In her early fifties, she was a shapely woman with a body relishing her tall frame. Her curves all seemed to be in the right places, and maturity had emphasized their i...

My residence hall room at the University of Texas was dark. It was the middle of the night as I lay on my dorm bed. My phone leaned against the pillow, playing Instagram reels which featured a sexy, mature woman doing yoga. A sports bra and skintight shorts clung to her curves, accentuating her lovely firm breasts and taut, round ass. She was incredibly well-maintained for a forty-four-year-old. My cock gave an involuntar...