It was the morning light that woke me as it filtered in through the window, and a smile made its way to my face as I stretched and reached under my pillow, brushing against the lace texture of Lynn’s panties. The memory of her “tucking me in” returned in force. I pulled them out from under my pillow, bunched them in my hand, and took a deep breath. God, they smelled like her sex. I tucked them back under my pillow, smilin...

It was a weird day. I guess one was due, considering. After all, strange seemed to follow Kassidy around. That girl had shown up in the middle of the night, used me, and then left. Then I watched that damn show where Audrey was trying to teach her a new lesson. It was hot; I loved it, but looking back, I felt even more strange. Now, one of the many messages I’d sent back and forth with Audrey had asked me to stay home and...

I lay in bed, not entirely certain what I was feeling as I listened to everything. Happening downstairs. I could picture it all so clearly in my mind’s eye. I imagined Kelly and Aliza in the lingerie they'd bought earlier. Of course, they had both given me a peek at what they bought (separately, of course). Maybe it was all some plan meant to torment me. Some kind of fucked up karma. I imagined them taking it off each oth...

Audrey clutched her phone as her body shook, like maybe if she squeezed hard enough, she could crush it in her hand, but then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “He’s too young for you. He’s good dick,” Audrey said, then took another and pushed it out slowly. “He’s too young for you. He’s good dick….” She reread the message. Jack: Hey, I wanted to tell you, just because we promised to be honest with each other ab...

I knocked on Jessy’s doorframe and peered inside as he lay in bed, staring up at his phone in the dark. “You’ll hurt your eyes; you know?” “If you say so,” Jessy said. “What are you doing up here, anyway? Isn’t the party downstairs?” “It is”—I stood up straighter as I smiled at him—“And you’re not invited.” I stuck my tongue out at him. He nodded with a sigh. “Oh, trust me, I’m aware. So, what do you got there, anyway?” “...

I think I should say that not all of this story is mine. There are parts I could never have known if I wasn’t told. I wasn’t there; I didn’t experience it. Let me tell you, though, I was told about it later. I’ll admit to this having bothered me slightly before, but a great many things have happened since then. So now, sit back, reader, and let me tell you my tale. Well, I guess it’s Kassidy’s, too. *** Clink! Clink! Clin...

“No, Jessy, you’re going to talk to me,” Kelly shouted. “There’s nothing to say, Kels.” “Well, clearly there is. You’ve been mopey for weeks. Is it Aliza?” I swung into the parking spot at school and held the steering wheel in both hands for a moment as I took a deep breath. “What’s wrong, Jessy?” Kelly begged. “Nothing, I’m just being impatient. I want to move forward. I’m just frustrated. I want her to let me be with he...

It was the first time I realized what a wonderful cook Audrey was after she cooked me dinner. Every meal I’d had with her before seemed to be takeout. Tonight, she made a Cajun-style fried catfish with roasted green beans and potatoes. Not the most complicated of meals, but it was delicious. Now we were sitting on her couch watching 10 Things I Hate About You, after having watched some John Hughes films she loved. They we...

“Oh, yes. Oh, fuck!” Kelly cried out as I drove my cock into her tight body. She heaved as she reached out, digging her nails into the sheets, and she screamed. Face down, ass up, I drilled into my sister’s tight pussy. “Oh fuck, Kels,” I moaned, splashing into her body with every thrust. She was so wet. I held her by a handful of her ass and pressed into her. Her muscles grew tighter around me, and I wanted to spill ever...

“Aww, sweetie, is your belly bothering you, too?” Lynn, my mother, asked. She pressed her hand against my head and leaned over me. She was barely dressed, wearing the same nightdress she’d worn last night beneath her house robe. Her small, supple breasts fell over me. “Yeah, bad chicken....” “Well,” she said, “you’re not running a fever.” She leaned in closer to whisper in my ear. “And you’re a much better actor than your...

It was radio silence, and I found it disturbing. Karlie had pierced me with her glare when I got home the other night. I was pretty sure she’d been hoping this whole thing with Audrey would be over. Instead, it had taken a completely different turn. Even after we’d spent our afternoon making a pet of Kassidy, we’d sat down, had dinner, and then watched a movie. Kassidy insisted on resting her head in my lap and sucking me...

I waited in the car, impatient. I did my homework from the driver’s seat and waited outside East Hills High for Kelly’s cheer practice to end. I was antsy. I was excited. She’d said she would hurry, but the clock turned to 4:00, and she still wasn’t out. Oh, wait, there she was. I started the engine, cheering on my cheerleader. She looked at the car, beamed, and then raced over. “Oh, thank fuck,” Kelly shouted, slamming t...

I wasn’t looking for her the first time I saw her, but then I couldn’t get her out of my head. I had woken up, stupid early, and couldn’t get back to sleep. So, there I was, 6:30 in the morning, wandering into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea—Irish Breakfast with sugar and milk. I stood in the morning room of my parent’s house, sipping at it, when she ran by. I blinked, almost dazed. I had never seen her before. Wa...

“Grandé margarita, por favor,” I asked the bartender, taking a seat. I felt like a fool. What the hell was I doing here? I am thirty-two years old, an old man. Here I was in Cancun, Mexico during senior week. I was surrounded by a bunch of would-be frat boys and newly graduated girls. The place was a meat market. “Gracias,” I said, relieved when Eduardo brought my drink, and then I got squinting at it. There was fruit in...

I reread the text five times before I would let myself even try to believe it. It was more of a novel than a text message. Audrey <}: Jack, I’m sorry about yesterday. I was angry and after sleeping on it, I’m still angry, but I realize I was jealous. I understand that we have been having sex for months, but we have never actually established what we are doing. I was wrong, but at the same time, you're a dumbass. You co...