Dad fights temptation spooning daughter in sleeping bag
The sun hung low in the sky as the old Ford truck bounced along the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust in its wake. Behind the wheel sat a grizzled man in his…
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The sun hung low in the sky as the old Ford truck bounced along the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust in its wake. Behind the wheel sat a grizzled man in his…
It was a dreary Saturday—one of those half-heartedly rainy afternoons that smelled like wet concrete and burnt toast from somewhere two houses down. The living room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of…
This story is fictional and all characters are 18+ and is about incest. The December air bit at Jen’s cheeks as she stepped out of the bus and onto the snow-dusted curb. Her breath plumed…
It was a Friday night and I was home alone, my husband Tom working late at the office as usual. I decided to treat myself to a glass of red wine, pouring it deep as…
The flickering TV light painted my rumpled nightie in harsh, unforgiving shadows. Nine years. Nine years since Michael’s death, nine years of numb routine, of raising Danny, of a body that felt like a forgotten…
They said the storm wouldn’t hit till Sunday. But of course, Jay got that wrong too. I remember standing outside the tent in my low-cut red vest—tight around the bust, pulled low over my cleavage,…
The porch swing sang its slow, lazy song, kinda like the day itself. I was just chilling, nursing a lukewarm beer, sun soaking into my skin. Real quiet. Then Dad kinda shuffled out, sinking onto…
Emma, a single mother in her mid-thirties, is sitting at the kitchen table, her face flushed with anger as she stares at the overdue bills scattered before her. The stress of juggling a demanding job…
All characters are 18+ and fictional. This story contains taboo/incest themes. If such content is not for you, please skip this story. The house was eerily still as Mom zipped up her jacket, her eyes…
Fuck, we should’ve brought the car, I thought, the words looping in my head like a broken record. My son, Noah, and I were trudging along a dusty road, sweat beading on our skin, heading…