Tony Gleason relaxed, his head nestled in a mountain of hotel pillows, and let his breath slowly return to normal. He was in good shape, only forty-two years old, but sex with a seventeen-year-old (eighteen in two months! she would say if she could read his thoughts) was a particularly intense experience, especially when they had fucked twice in the last hour. He made sure that she orgasmed at least once, each time. He wa...

I wasn’t in a good mood. I had been called into the theatre by my daughter’s youth group. She’s eighteen! She’s been a bitch (no change there) and she had done a disappearing trick earlier in the day. Like I had nothing else to do! This guy sitting there commented on how my daughter Kim had been acting and how she had just vanished for a period during the morning. I don’t think he realised I was her mum. I sat there watch...

Hi, the name’s Charlotte. My friends and family called me Lottie. As far as regular nineteen-year-olds go, I was pretty regular, except for one tiny little thing. I was into incest porn. No, I didn’t intend to fuck anyone in my family, that’s wrong. I liked the taboo nature of incest, okay? Something about doing it with someone in your family, how it’s so wrong, flipped switches inside me. My hobby was to have a really go...

I dragged our luggage up the path as my wife went on without me. “Come to granny!” she exclaimed, the moment our daughter opened the front door, holding our grandchild in her arms. I couldn’t help but smile, either. Billy was the cutest little bundle of joy I had ever laid eyes upon. The last time I felt that way was when Sam was a newborn, twenty years ago. Now she was a mother herself. A fully grown woman. That dark pul...

John lost his wife in a car accident and was left to bring up their daughter alone. Lexi was nine at the time of the crash, so John was left to bring her up through puberty and everything a teenage girl goes through. Lexi worked hard at school, and John did his best to help when he could, but it was apparent that she had her mother's brains for economics, whereas John was mechanically minded. She passed all her exams and...

The entire drive home, Mike tried ever so hard to convince himself that he was making the correct decision. The financial burden of three adults with only one producing income was too much to bear. The sex is great, but I can’t take this anymore. He didn’t come to this decision easily. For months it gobbled away at his brain like a zombie fiending for vibrant flesh. What was to be a visit from his white, middle-aged cyber...

Would you say that a sweetheart romance is one of the sweetest, purest form of love? I used to. Brenda and I dated since high-school. I went through university with her, and when she decided she wanted to be a nurse, I took a shitty job, and I funded her through that. We made it, though. And I never felt more certain about anything in my life. We married, put a mortgage down on a house and started a family. I thought we’d...

The plaster on the wall is rough but cool against my back as I puff away in the shade. The temporary chill is welcome, given how my work shirt sticks to my skin and sweat trickles down my face. Every so often, I wipe it off as I fan the smoke to keep a keen eye on the frolicking forms on the field. Their bi-weekly outdoor sessions are the highlight of my shifts, otherwise tedious and exhausting. The gymnastic performance...

Chapter Ten. I swore as I pulled in. I reached for my shirt and slipped it on awkwardly. I had my pants in my hand and stepped out of the car to put them on as fast as I could. I bent over and hitched them up as fast as I could. I was just straightening up when Sally walked through the door into the garage. Our eyes locked and I know she saw the panic in mine as clearly as I saw the confusion in hers. I was fumbling with...

After the plows came through, I was finally able to scrape most of the snow from my car and drive home. Oh wait! I better back up. Ok, when I last wrote, I had driven over an hour to a motel to service a client that my agent, Tory, had arranged for me. The appointment was for two hours of standard escort work. The snowstorm changed all of that. When you are in my line of work, surprises are expected. I didn’t count on the...