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The Old Man

A young woman finds out that her ideal partner isn't quite what she had imagined

Early in the summer of 2019, my mother required surgery to repair a torn ligament in her right knee. She had been tending to her vegetable garden when she somehow got her feet tangled and fell to the ground. It seemed harmless enough at first, but when he...

Sex With My Daughter's Roommate

A man recounts his sexual encounter with his daughter's roommate

My sex life had been experiencing a bit of a cold streak over the past few weeks. Despite my best efforts, trying to get laid became a lesson in futility and depending on your perspective, a series of misadventures. Just before Labor Day, I had been flirt...

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Morning coffee

In the early morning forbidden pleasures taste best.

A yawn forced itself on me as I finished setting the coffee maker. I leaned back on the counter and stretched my arms up as I groaned. It was still dark outside, I hated having to wake so early but the extra classes would help getting through school faste...

Jan was eighteen years old and laying on her back looking up at the ceiling fan in her apartment thinking back to when she had her first sexual experience. It was a little over two years ago, and it was with a married man. And as far as Jan knew his wife...

Did I Do Right?

Bad choices seem to follow me around

I wholeheartedly admit to not always being the smartest tool in the shed.  No, Mama didn’t drop me on my head as a baby, although she’s slapped it quite a few times as I was growing up.  Even nowadays she’d whack me on across the noggin if she thinks I di...

I Feel Used

Without a word, she just climbed on

My daughter's friend, Mandy, spent lots of time in our house, but my daughter wasn't home yet. I was on the couch reading. Mandy walked right over to me without a word and mounted, literally mounted, my thigh and started rubbing herself on me. I was shock...

Christmas Courtesan

Box of delights.

I had resigned myself to a solitary Christmas – something I’d become accustomed to since Lauren and I split up three years ago. A well-stocked wine cellar and a fridge- freezer packed with Ready Meals would see me through to the New Year. But her email ch...