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This is part 2, for part 1: I fucked my mother’s friend

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Lexi’s phone buzzed while she was still straddling me, her tits slick with sweat and her thighs sticky against my hips. I was so blissed-out from cumming inside her, I barely noticed, until she grinned and reached for her phone, not even bothering to pull her tank top back on.

“Oooh, g...


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My mom told me she’d be gone for the night right as I was draining the last of a Fresca, leaning against the fridge and pretending like I didn’t know why she dressed like that to “just hang out” with her best friend next door.

My mother Brandi was looking especially fuckable for a Friday. Dark blonde hair spilling in loose, beachy waves down her back. She wore a pin...


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This is part 2, for part 1: I Fucked My Girlfriend’s Sister

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The drive home was fifteen minutes but I barely remembered it. Every second I was replaying what had just happened: the feel of Flora grinding on my lap, the sound she made when I ...


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If you asked me last summer whether I’d be fucking my girlfriend’s little sister, Flora, in her bedroom, I’d have said no, absolutely not, not even in the fun hypothetical way. But life is just one stack of bad bets after another, and mine started the day I met Flora.

Officially, I was Isla’s. We’d been together a month. She was the older sister, working as a waitre...


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My first thought in the morning is always: Will it happen today?

That’s what the game has become, after last week when my dad spanked my bare ass me until I had to bite a pillow just to keep from moaning. I’m nineteen, which by most measures is plenty old to learn a lesson, but all it’s taught me is that I want his attention and I want it rough. It’s pathetic. But I...


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