When a secluded lake house with no internet leaves Jess and her family bored and restless, the discovery of a hidden chest of sex toys unlocks a dark, collective hunger. The thin walls fail to hide the buzzing and moaning of their secret pleasure, leading to a midnight confrontation that strips away every last layer of inhibition. In one sweltering, sweat-soaked night, plastic toys are swapped for real flesh as the family crosses every taboo line in a raw, uninhibited free-for-all.
Simone's mom couldn't help the way that her body reacted to her daughter's blossoming sexuality, especially when she was so careless with her clothing, as she so often was. She knew that it was wrong, but it wasn't as if she'd ever let anything happen between them. Then one day she made a careless mistake.
Holidays With Chloe Kathleen showed me the photograph one day not long after Chloe had left for college. I had the reaction Kathleen apparently hoped for: I did my best to screw her silly. I didn't know then what Kathleen and Chloe were cooking up, and I'm pretty sure even they didn't know where they were going when they started, but I'd like to tell you a little about what happened. [Author's note: This story is about pizza and incest and other guilty pleasures, so please check the codes before you read.]
A Story in the Kylie X. Interracial Stories Universe
Since I missed Black Poetry Day...When Kylie's white boyfriend insists that all black girls are sluts for white cock, the college coed puts her virginity on the line and bets the man that he can't seduce the one woman Kylie knows is pure - Her own mother!
Holidays With Chloe The third and probably final "Holidays with Chloe" story. (Although maybe a Midsummer Chloe? Who knows?) Chloe and her family and friends celebrate Easter in the best way. Once again, pay attention to the codes! MM plays a relatively small but important part in this, although it's only oral, but if that isn't your thing this is a good story to skip. Otherwise, dive in and enjoy yourself. Oh, and don't take the story too seriously, either.
One evening, as they sat on the couch watching a movie, Ava felt her mother's hand brush against her thigh. She tensed slightly, but didn't pull away, her pulse quickening as Zoe's fingers traced small circles on her skin. "Mom..." Ava breathed, turning to face her. Zoe's eyes were dark with desire, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Do you trust me, Ava?" she asked softly. Ava nodded, hardly daring to breathe. Zoe leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Ava's ear. "Good," she murmu
A Cheerleaders in Paradise Story What's the girl equivalent of horndog, I wonder? Horncat? Hornpussy? Sometimes I think that’s exactly what we were. It was senior year, and there were big changes for all of us. [Author's note: Once again, please check the codes carefully before you read.]