Cold Tea and Warmer Beds with naughty grandson
The phone felt oddly heavy in my hand. I’d been holding it longer than needed, listening to the silence on the other end as if it might thicken into something warmer than the air around…
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The phone felt oddly heavy in my hand. I’d been holding it longer than needed, listening to the silence on the other end as if it might thicken into something warmer than the air around…
All characters are 18+ and warning, this is a fictional incest story. They say a woman’s home should feel like her skin—comfortable, revealing, and quietly powerful. I suppose mine did. The new place still smelt…
I leaned against the old station wagon, arms folded beneath my chest, my blouse clinging slightly with the sweat of the long drive. The neckline had dipped a bit, and I didn’t bother adjusting it—no…
“I feel like… sh… shit sweetie,” I slurred, the room doing a dizzying waltz around me. I definitely overdid it tonight. The cheap wine and forced laughter were catching up in a messy, regrettable tide.…
I stepped into the warm shower, letting the water cascade down my body, washing away the stress of packing for our long road trip. The hot water needled my skin, loosening the knots in my…
Warning: This story contains explicit mature themes, graphic sexual content, and incestuous relationships between adult characters (18+), which may offend or disturb some readers. Proceed with caution Important it is fiction. My mom, Shellie, has…
The lukewarm coffee hadn’t quite chased away the Saturday morning fog. 10:45 AM. Seriously? I glanced at the clock, the red numerals mocking my own early start. “Where is that little shit, Graham?” I muttered…
They say you hit your lowest point before anything gets better. If that’s true, then tonight should be the turning point. Or maybe just another night where I spiral into a cheap black dress and…
I could feel the chill of the woods before we even got the fire going, but I didn’t complain. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. I was wearing my favourite zip-up hoodie—well, unzipped,…
The hazy smoke hung thick in my room, illuminated by the glow of my laptop screen. Bob Marley played softly, a familiar comfort as I took another long drag from the joint. I was finally…