It was just a fantasy. That’s what I told myself. No touching. No texting. No crossing lines. Just thoughts. Heat. Curiosity. He’s the boy next door—not a boy, really, but young enough to make me feel older and dangerous. He…
I couldn’t help but let out a giggle as I walked into the bedroom and found my older cousin Jason prancing around in his mother’s silky lingerie, twisting and turning in front of the mirror, blowing kisses at his reflection.…
I swear I wasn’t trying to be seen. Okay… maybe just a little. It was early, maybe 7:30, and the spring sun had just started heating up my garden. I’d thrown on a black lace robe—thin as tissue, practically see-through—and…
The boss pulled out, and she felt Rachel’s hand on her face, turning her to the side. Rachel’s mouth found hers, her tongue pushing past her lips to claim her. The taste was a mix of her own arousal and…
The boss groaned, his hand tightening in her hair, and she felt a rush of wetness between her own legs. Rachel’s hand slid down to cup her cheek, her thumb stroking gently as she whispered words of encouragement. “That’s it,”…
It was just a fantasy. That’s what I told myself. No touching. No texting. No crossing lines. Just thoughts. Heat. Curiosity. He’s the boy next door—not a boy, really, but young enough to make me feel older and dangerous. He…
I couldn’t help but let out a giggle as I walked into the bedroom and found my older cousin Jason prancing around in his mother’s silky lingerie, twisting and turning in front of the mirror, blowing kisses at his reflection.…
I swear I wasn’t trying to be seen. Okay… maybe just a little. It was early, maybe 7:30, and the spring sun had just started heating up my garden. I’d thrown on a black lace robe—thin as tissue, practically see-through—and…
The boss pulled out, and she felt Rachel’s hand on her face, turning her to the side. Rachel’s mouth found hers, her tongue pushing past her lips to claim her. The taste was a mix of her own arousal and…
The boss groaned, his hand tightening in her hair, and she felt a rush of wetness between her own legs. Rachel’s hand slid down to cup her cheek, her thumb stroking gently as she whispered words of encouragement. “That’s it,”…