“Cathy, what are you doing?” “It’s been too long, Sandra,” “You can’t… Ohhh, Cathy! I’ve missed you!” “Like it, do you?” “I’d forgotten how fucking devious your feet are.” “I thought you might need reminding.” “Not here!” “No? Why not?” “Because we’re getting looks!” “Where then?” “I–I don’t know.” “How about my flat?” “I can’t!” “No, of course not! Coffee’s finished, Sandra. I have to go.” “I’m fucking soaking, Cathy! Yo...

To say I had a restless night would be an understatement. I had many questions about why Ellie changed so dramatically yesterday. Sure, I got to see my fantasy girl showing off. Besides the shoulder massage, she went topless, and one thing led to another. While she was masturbating and grinding that cute ass against me, I lost control and ended up coming inside my shorts. Ellie didn’t flinch when I massaged her perfect br...

It was two years ago that our father was sentenced to fifteen years in prison for embezzling twenty million dollars from the company where he was employed. Our mother divorced him and was granted sole custody of my sister and me. Mother is a lawyer, and the firm she works for had promoted her to chief executive officer. She decided to sell the house, even though we would still be in the same suburb. Ellie and I are both e...

Promptly at seven, the knock on the door was a gentle reminder that the evening was upon me. I took a deep breath and opened it to find Jenny standing there, a basket in her arms filled with steaming dishes and a mischievous grin on her face. Behind her, Benjamin held a bottle of wine and a loaf of crusty bread, his eyes twinkling with a knowing look that sent a shiver down my spine. They bustled in, filling the space wit...

Sunday with Laura, and our guest Amy, had been a mixture of excruciating embarrassment and painful arousal. Being made to worship Amy's toes and then being rewarded with a flash of her damp panties, had been a new and completely unexpected experience. Made even more so by me being attired in a sundress, with full make-up, blonde wig, and painted fingernails and toenails. Waking up early on Monday morning I was once more s...

“She’s your cousin? She… she doesn’t look a lot like you.” I stared at Lilly with a blank expression. This was always one of my favorite games. “What do you mean?” “Well, you know. She’s…” This is how most people reacted. Hunting carefully for words fearing they would say something offensive. Jewel’s dark skin had confused all my friends growing up. The neighborhood we lived in was very much white middle America and most...

After dinner, Amber, Darcy, Greg, and Gwen cleared the table. They put away the leftovers, did the dishes, and then headed to the living room to play Scrabble. They'd heard enough about retiring teachers, school business, old houses, and the weather. The four younger adults sat on the floor, using the coffee table to play the game, while the older folks continued their discussions at the dinner table, sipping drinks and b...

Halloween fell on Friday that year. The weather had been unseasonably cold, and the weather reports hinted that there was the possibility of snow, but it was not until late that night. Gwen had texted Patti to ask if they could postpone the dinner. She didn't want to come over and have to walk back to the dorm in the dark in a snowstorm. Patti offered to let Gwen stay the night or the entire weekend if it did happen to sn...

The cool evening breeze gently kissed the curtains, carrying the distant laughter of the party into the dimly lit master bedroom. I, Marc, found myself standing awkwardly beside the queen-sized bed, my heart racing like a caged rabbit. The events of the night had taken a sharp turn, and I couldn't quite believe the hand fate had dealt me. Pam, my girlfriend, and Lin, her young daughter, both looked at me expectantly as th...

Stacy heaved a sigh, pushed back from the dining room table, and stretched. Strewn around her laptop were assorted reference books, sticky notes, and printouts with colorful highlights. She’d spent the last several minutes repeatedly reading the same sentence, unable to make any sense of it. It was ten o’clock, and time to admit she wouldn’t make any more useful progress on her senior project tonight. Moving to the living...

I was jerking off for the third time that day. My wife was away, on the East Coast chaperoning a class trip. She had been gone for a week and a half and was due to return in three days. Ten days without sex was a struggle to say the least, and a morning, afternoon, and evening masturbation session was added to my daily routine. It wasn’t the same, of course. I missed the sight of her naked body, and the feel of her tight...

“Thanks for the ride, Tom,” Flora said as they pulled up in front of Lindsey’s house. “No problem,” he nodded. “Picking you up from tutoring is on my way home from work. And Flora, I really wish you would call me Dad.” “But you’re not my dad.” She grabbed her bag and opened the passenger door. “You’re my step-dad.” “Fine,” he frowned, annoyed as always, but not taking the bait. “There won’t be any boys at this sleepover,...