I woke up not feeling my absolute best. For some reason, I never thought to bring any kind of medication. I scraped for whatever clothing was immediately available and wandered downstairs. I opened every cabinet in the kitchen looking for Ibuprofen but didn't find any. In lieu of that, I got the biggest cup I could find and filled it with water. The kitchen sink was full of the previous night's dinner dishes and I scoffed...

We spent the evening in a completely platonic conversation. I asked her a lot of questions about her thoughts on incest and we had a terrific discussion about societal expectations regarding inter-family sexuality. We generally had the same views but spoke about varied opinions on how people tend to approach a family member for sex. Our discussion lasted well into the evening, and we ended up falling asleep on our sides,...

We both left the living room after little fanfare and went directly to the bathroom to shower. We both stripped whatever clothes we had left on and dedicated a significant amount of time to caressing each other in the shower. It was loving and magical. Our hands roamed over the other’s body inch by inch without missing a single bit. We kissed more often than we touched, and I don’t know if we ever felt more in love than w...

We pulled up to the house after spending the entire trip talking about how nervous we were. The people we were to spend the next six days with were in the house and our vacation was minutes from getting started. I put the car in park and we both just stared at the house. I put my hand on Brandie's knee and said, "It's time to go in, babe. "I'm so nervous!" she squealed as she bounced in her seat a couple times. "Nervous b...

It was nearly two months later when we got the final e-mail. Our interest in the fantasy vacation had diminished over time since we hadn’t heard anything. We thought maybe we were taken for personal information and would never know what it was. We thought maybe the process was the experience of going through what we had, selecting family members to fuck. We thought maybe that alone was the concept they expected to fuel pe...

At the Ocean’s Edge, the tides bring new sand and life to the beaches of our lives. This is a story that brings a sudden tidal shift to our personal beach as we walk along it. The path ahead becomes unfamiliar and refreshed with new possibilities. We continue walking the path of life even after the latest tidal wave crashes upon our beach. CHAPTER ONE The Ad *** Many years ago, I married the love of my life, Brandie. She’...

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...

My stepdad’s older brother, Joe, has worked abroad for years. Divorced and single for some time, he comes to stay for a few weeks at a time when back in England. Now in his mid-fifties, he is quite good looking in a slightly gone-to-seed sort of way. His latest visit was after a gap of eighteen months, having been away on a long contract in the Middle East. Now in my last few weeks of school, I had matured into a young wo...

You can’t imagine how much my life has changed in the last six months. I’ve progressed from being a spotty seventeen-year-old shy teenager to rampant sexual beast, but then, I have my mother to thank for that. Sex has been, more or less, non-stop. She can’t seem to get enough of my dick and to be honest, I can’t get enough of her juicy cunt either. We’ve had some near misses and some risky encounters. None of them come cl...

I had finished my studies and had the chance to fly back to the US for two weeks while my parents went on to Barbados for their summer holiday. I needed a break and some sun and my uncle, who owned a place in Alexandria, in Virginia, just outside Washington DC had suggested I could stay at his place. He was also traveling to California for a week so I would have the pleasure of his company for a few days to show me around...

"Katie, come down here please!" my stepmother calls from downstairs. Damn, what is with these people interrupting me when I'm trying to get myself off? I sigh deeply as I get up from my bed and quickly pull on my yoga pants and a loose shirt, not bothering with anything underneath - of course, I'm planning to go back to masturbating as soon as I find out what the step-monster wants from me now. As I walk down the stairs,...

Long ago. South America. -------------- Maybe. Maybe it would have been funny if it was happening to someone else. Maybe I should’ve stopped it then. My lips were dry again, but I was frozen in place. My hands kept trying to open the lid of the water bottle, but they were sweating, I was always sweating here. What is happening? I thought. I remembered my step-father commenting on what had become my new personal mantra: ‘Y...