Her tight cunt makes my mid-sized dick feel huge as she rides me, grinding her copper wirebrush stubble against my groin. “Oh, fuck, you’re hitting my G-spot!” It’s been decades since a woman reached orgasm with my cock inside her, so I figure we should do it simultaneously. Groaning, I pump a huge load into her hot slit as she climaxes. “Do you wanna eat your cum out of my pussy?” “Maybe—” I puff. “Yeah?” She nods and cl...

Rick checks the camping supplies in the garage one last time, mentally ticking off each item on his list. The father-daughter camping trip with Celeste has been planned for months, ever since his wife suggested it would be good for their relationship. He never expected to be alone with his twenty-year-old daughter for three whole days, but with her mother away visiting her sister, the timing worked out this way. He hears...

Damn that bastard I married, anyway. It was going to be the perfect evening. My employer was throwing a big bash celebrating a banner year. I had been a major player in that success, and now had a title and an office with a door and windows. Our ten year anniversary is next week. I had reserved a suite at the party venue. Champagne on ice, waiting for our arrival. And he calls at 5:00, saying they have a customer in crisi...

Thomas Everett shifts uncomfortably in his seat as the strip club's music pounds through his body. The last place he wants to be is here, surrounded by his hooting coworkers and flashing lights that make his head throb. He nurses his beer, checking his watch for the tenth time, wondering how much longer he has to endure this "team bonding" before he can slip away unnoticed. The alcohol isn't enough to ease the feeling tha...

As the morning light filters through the curtains, painting stripes across Luna's body, she wakes up. Her muscles ache in forgotten places, and a delicious soreness between her legs triggers flashes of last night—Ryder's fingers, Avery's hands on Caleb, and the raw sex in their car. She blinks, struggling to reconcile her conservative librarian self with the woman who moaned another man's name hours ago. Luna turns her he...

Luna stands before the full-length mirror in their bedroom, barely recognizing the woman who stares back at her. The black dress clings to curves she's spent years hiding under loose cardigans and modest blouses, the neckline dipping low enough to reveal the gentle swell of her breasts. She runs her hands down her sides, feeling the silky fabric against her palms, heart hammering as she realizes how much of herself she's...

Luna slides a leather-bound volume into place on the mahogany shelf, savoring the library's hushed embrace. Returning books by cart, she finds more solace among their silent pages than in the cold predictability of her marriage to Caleb. An hour before closing, a tall man in a charcoal suit asks for advanced texts on market volatility and forecasting. Luna leads him through the aisles under the warm glow of reading lamps,...

Marvin Thompson stands in the driveway, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as a taxi pulls up to the curb. Beside him, Barbara, his wife, squeezes his hand, her smile bright with anticipation. The back door of the yellow cab swings open, and Jessica steps out, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Something twists in Marvin's chest as he notices how much his daughter has changed during her first year awa...

Mrs Janet Jones stood there. She was annoyed, having just learned that she had missed out on a job working in the school kitchens. What made it worse was that it was to someone who was on the school committee and didn’t need the money. Didn’t they know that she needed employment? She absent-mindedly thought. Then, something caught her eye. It was an advert neatly pinned in the free ads outside the local newsagent’s window...

The Fourth of July sun simmers low over the Davenport estate, melting gold into the pool’s glassy surface and igniting the edges of every leaf and blade of grass with an obscene, burning halo. The air is thick and sultry, the heat lingering on skin like a lover’s tongue, and the promise of night—of fireworks, booze, flesh—crackles even in the early evening. Adam stands on the flagstone patio, shirtless, drink sweating in...

Maggie sits alone in her bedroom, tracing her father's face in a beach photo. The cool glass can't match the imagined warmth of his skin. Three summers ago, they looked like any normal family at Clearwater Beach—innocent smiles, casual embraces. Now she notices the way his shirts strain across his chest, how his eyes crinkle when he laughs. Her room is a shrine to him: framed snapshots of fishing trips, graduation, snowme...

As David blinks awake, he sees morning light spilling across the room, with a yellow stripe cutting through the blinds. He turns on the bed to see Jade, who is sleeping beside him. The proximity and fragrance of his sweet daughter evoke an intense hunger within him, while serving as a painful reminder of the night before. As he admires her sleeping figure beneath the white sheet, a bare shoulder appears, which triggers hi...

David Matthews lay on his king-sized bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep as he stared at the ceiling for hours. Scenes from the theater kept looping in his mind like a broken record, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape them. He was a grown man, yet he found himself attracted to his daughter's best friend. It felt completely wrong, but resisting the desire running through his veins was pointless. He w...