Mom's hand brushed against mine as we placed the cookies on the baking sheet, and I felt a jolt of electricity. It was more than just a touch—it was a connection, a silent understanding of the love we held for each other. Her skin was softer than soft, and the heat of her touch melted my heart, filling me with love and warmth. As we placed the cookies into the oven, Brianna sauntered into the kitchen, her giggle echoing d...

This is the story of my sister Ellie and me, Alan. Since our childhood, we were really close to each other and spent most of the time in foster homes, until we were free to live on our own. Ellie used to live in a different city with her boyfriend. This was the time when the Pandemic started, and we all were stuck in our homes. One day, I heard a knock on my door. It was Ellie, drenched to the bone with her backpack slung...

(Hamza) Hamza, a 19-year-old Muslim boy from Afghanistan, was a product of both faith and culture, not just raised within them, but shaped by them. In his world, religion wasn't a part of life — it was life. From the moment he could walk, he understood what was haram and what was halal, what was shameful and what was pure. In his home, modesty wasn't a suggestion - it was a law, an unspoken yet absolute rule woven into th...

The witch’s shrill voice cut through the heavy silence of the cottage like a whip. “On the table,” she commanded, her long, gnarled finger jabbing toward the wooden surface. Her eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Gretel’s stomach twist into knots. Hansel froze, his muscles taut as a bowstring. He shot a quick glance at Gretel, his brown eyes wide with alarm. Gretel’s face was pale, her lips pressed into a thin line as s...

Seeing my sister looking so sad broke my heart. Unlike most teenage brother and sister relationships, we got along—always had—perhaps it was because we spent nine months together in our mother's womb. Even though fraternal rather than identical, we still seemed to share some of that mystical twin bond you hear so much about. I saw Sarah as my best friend. The one I could share all my secrets with, and she felt the same wa...

I flopped into the kitchen chair holding my head. The phone still in my hand began to beep. Jamie stepped over and stared at me with concern. “Michael, what’s wrong?” She took the phone and hung it up. My heart was racing. My ears were ringing, and I was so lost. But I knew lying would not help at all. “It’s…it’s Annabelle. She’s… Late.” Jamie looked surprised, shocked, and then relaxed. “But I thought she used her diaphr...

"Your sister is damn hot, Joe," Marcus told me across our chess board. Leena had turned sixteen while I was away at school. "I know," I replied. "Just keep your hands off her. She's only sixteen." "Hands? Hell, I've already fucked her." I threw the chess board, pieces and all at him and started to climb over the table to beat his ass. Marcus stepped back. "Hold on, shitface," he said. "She wasn't even a virgin." I felt my...

It came as no surprise to my older sister that I had an erection. It came as an embarrassing shock to me. We had been swimming at the lake near our childhood home. It was 1978, the summer between my junior and senior years. She had come to hang with us for a couple of weeks. She was recently married, but her husband was in a touring musical group. And she was working on her masters degree. Annabelle was a fiery soul. With...

“Ok love, we’re ready to leave!” “Ok, Dad, I’ll be a second!” My sister had agreed to drive our parents to the airport for their New Year's Eve celebration. Given the outcome of the Christmas Eve party, she had hardly spoken to me in the time since that eventful evening in our pool. It wasn’t that it was particularly awkward for us; rather, we just didn’t know how to talk about it. No one was any wiser that we’d kind of a...

I’d blurted out, “Fuckin'-A right it is!” without any thought. It was just a reaction to my sister having just given me the best blow job I’d ever had plus her comment about how it was really going to be a Merry Christmas. Not to mention it was also the first BJ I’d ever had while driving a car. I felt lucky to have kept it in the lane. I looked over at her to say more, only to see her lying back in her seat, eyes closed,...

The family get-together was always a happy occasion, especially around the Christmas period and especially when everyone had made an effort. Our two sons, Brian aged twenty-six, and David aged twenty together with their girlfriends Maria and Angela of similar ages as well as our daughter, Melissa aged thirty and her husband Geoff had all congregated at our house for the obligatory Christmas lunch and enough wine to put ev...