Georgia hadn’t stopped thinking about her. Not for a single day. Every night since the last time—since the shower, the gasps, the spanking, the filthy things Debra had whispered into her ear—she found herself under the covers, hand between her thighs, reliving every second. She imagined Debra’s mouth, Debra’s voice, Debra’s hands, calling her those sweet, dirty names as she came apart. Again. And again. And every night, i...

The concrete pulse of New York City throbbed beneath Elizabeth’s heels as she laughed, her arm looped loosely through a friend’s while they stumbled out of the bar, flushed and breathless from vodka sodas and dancing to early 2000s throwbacks. The city was a warm glow of yellow taxis and neon signs, a living thing that didn’t know how to sleep—and neither did she. “I’m gonna take the train,” she said, peeling off from the...

Upstairs, the movie still played, casting flickering shadows across the room. But none of the girls were watching it, not really. Poppy sat rigidly on her side of the pillow nest, the popcorn long forgotten, her fingers curled tightly into the blanket as her eyes flicked toward the other side of the room. She was soaked. Jennifer was hidden beneath the covers, but it was obvious where she was. Leslie lay back, her lips pa...

Katherine Whitmore—Kat to the world, but only Kitten in the darkest corners of her mind—had a reputation on campus. Not that she minded. She liked the attention. No, she craved it. She fed off the gasps of the buttoned-up girls when she walked into class five minutes late, smelling like vanilla and sin. The low hum of boys whispering to each other when her hips swayed past their desks. She thrived under their gaze, but th...

The day of the cruise finally came, and I was so excited! Roy and Sarah wanted to treat us to first-class seats on the plane, but Mike wouldn’t have it. “One day we can afford our own,” Mike told them. I was giddy and feeling wonderful until Kurt walked up, causing the stirring between my legs to start. I was hoping that it was just a temporary twinge of excitement, but the more I tried not to think about the memory of ho...

The afternoon sun slithered through the gaps in the blinds, casting a warm, mottled glow across Janice's living room floor. Janice sat on the couch, the phone cradled against her shoulder as she listened to her mother's latest recipe for apple crumble. She nodded absently, scribbling notes on a pad balanced on her knee, her mind already racing through the list of chores she needed to tackle before dinner. Marc's laughter...

My pussy was a dripping mess. Yours would be too if it had taken two loads of semen and had squirted twice from lesbian licking. It was a regular Family Night at the Wallers. Ever since last year and the twins "coming out to get in" moment in Florida, we had been at it with each other in all sorts of sexual combinations. Steve has had threesomes with our daughter, Natalie and me and even had a few nights with the two of t...

“Then you should probably fuck her,” she murmured into his ear, her voice thick with desire. “I bet she’s desperate for your cock.” She slid her fingers over my aching slit, gathering the slick evidence of just how ready I was. Then she brought them to Sean’s mouth, her eyes locked on his as she pressed her dripping fingers past his lips, letting him taste me. He groaned, sucking on her fingers, his gaze flicking back to...