I had just finished my freshman year in college. I spent the summer with my college roommate’s family in New Orleans because I didn’t want to go home to my own family. The family I was living with had a daughter who was only two years younger than me. We had become flirtatious with each other over several weeks, yet we were never really alone together so we could never do much more than give each other sexy eyes. One afte...

"Go ahead," Riley said, motioning to the sink. Christian jumped at the opportunity and set the stack of plates inside like it was the greatest privilege he'd ever received. It was the most she'd said to him in three days and he didn't want it to end there, not while there was still so much he wanted to talk about. Neither of them had said a word about what had happened. A day went by. Then, another. By then, things had go...

I stood in the shower off my bedroom, the warm water falling on my head and trickling down my back. I had just got in, and my front side and legs weren’t even fully wet yet. My cock hung there, half mast, still slick from being deep inside my baby sister just minutes before. There was a slight tinge of blood from her hymen rupturing during her first time, and it was mixed with my semen from having cum inside her - I hope...

It was early spring after my 2nd year of college, and I was moved back home to my parents house. The job I had lined up for the summer didn’t start for another whole month, and the rest of the household still had other responsibilities to attend to: Mom worked and was attending night school to finish her degree, Dad had his career, and my sister Chelsea was still wrapping up her sophomore year of high school. I didn’t hav...

It was only much later that Riley's shy voice broke the silence. "Chris?" she asked. "Yeah?" "Can I... Do you mind if I sleep with you tonight? I can't sleep." A long pause. "Chris?" More silence. Riley suddenly felt foolish and blurted out, "I mean, only if it's OK with you—and it's not too weird, but you don't have to if you don't want to." "No—yeah, I mean, it's fine, come on. Just be quiet." Chris adjusted his underwe...

Riley slept on the bottom bunk. That had been decided when their mom brought the bed home. She didn't help build it though, in fact, she even neglected to provide all the parts, even the tools needed to assemble it. But Christian had improvised and figured it out. As his reward for putting it together, and committing to what he knew would be a lifetime of maintenance, he had claimed the coveted top bunk. Riley knew it was...

Their cousin's car peeled out of the parking lot and backfired as it sped away. While the large crowd of students ducked and took cover to avoid what sounded like gunfire, the two siblings scurried forward into the hall as fast as possible. The last thing they wanted was to be associated with that embarrassing racket. Fortunately for them, no one seemed to notice, and they successfully managed to blend in with the other h...

As soon as she got upstairs, Jackie flopped onto the bed and buried her face in Trevor's pillow. She didn't cry or mope, she was more confused than anything else. Everything had been going so well. Her heart was beating, her fingers started to tingle, and she felt alive. But just as she started to get intimate with that cute man, she found herself isolated and alone. It was exactly what she had been afraid of since she wa...

The door swung open, and Jackie scurried inside. She was too afraid to make eye contact with Mr. Moore and offered him nothing more than a cursory glance as she hurried past him. He fared no better. Mr. Moore stared stupidly at her long, black ponytail until he eventually remembered to shut the door behind her. He brought his fist to his mouth and coughed. "Well, uh, hi Jacob—Jackie! Shoot, I'm sorry. Trevor told me about...

She held her hand over the vent, and even though she could feel the frigid air blasting her, Melinda still felt like she was burning up. It was a hot day, that was true, but the inside of her truck should have made her feel like a slab of meat inside a meat locker it was so cold. She peered over at her son again and saw goosebumps sprouting from his tanned arms and legs. The cute sixteen-year-old shivered. "Are you OK?" s...

I had a fan. She was sixteen years old, and she was a regular customer where I worked, and she's the smartest person I know, like a real genius. I mean, I bet she could debate Einstein about whatever he thought he knew, and you could ask her anything about anything and she'd know. Whether it was about fixing something on your car, or the capital of whatever tiny little country somewhere, or anything, she'd know all about...

On a hot August day in 1966, the tall skinny figure of a sixteen-year-old boy emerged from a Cotswold stone house. Pushing back the lick of dark brown hair from his forehead, he shielded his eyes against the glare of the sun and looked across to the line of trees, which followed the bend in the lane. As he had already suspected, there was not a breath of wind in the air and he knew that the four-mile bike ride from his ho...

Sam had been kidding, of course, when, at the beach, she had referred to Gail and Jennie as her friends. The first time she saw the two cuties was as they strolled past our blanket. But the funny thing is that ever since that wonderful, lurid day at the beach, Sam and the girls had become great friends spending almost all their spare time in each other's company. Naturally Josh also spends a good deal of time with the thr...

I took the opportunity of getting out of bed to slip into the bathroom and relieve myself. Mom hadn't put on any clothes so I saw no need to do so either. I looked with amazement at my groin and thighs, covered in dried cum and pussy juice. This was indeed happening - I was fucking Mom. When I got to the kitchen, Mom was putting together some sandwiches. I had to chuckle at the sight of her, nude, but now with her "Kiss t...