Kiera I knew that it was a mistake to let Caleb get as far as he did, but I couldn’t help it. He is my first love, and at that moment, he was still mine. It was like I had erased the memory and the reality of the whole situation, the fact that he cheated…
Winter Wonderland Ch.2 Sunday Evening: Third day of winter vacation Ever since the shocking but yet orgasmic time Sam and James had the evening before, the siblings have been better in each others company than they have ever been before. It’s like all shame, embarrassment, sexual stress just disappeared over night. After doing the chores…
Hello, my name is Sarah – Amelia or ‘Sami’ for short, I am 23 and have a brother called Aaron-John who is 24. THIS is the story of how him and I opened a new chapter in our lives. You see, we were like any normal brother and sister. Our parents divorced shortly after I…
Chapter 1 How to start? At the beginning, I guess, at least the beginning of the situation with my brother and me with our new neighbors, Steve and Sandra. I’m Lisa and I’m sixteen, I’m in high school and will be a sophomore in the fall. Most of these stories tell you what the people…
[I hope you enjoy this second instalment!!!] My first story ended with my brother entering my room. My name is Stacy and this is my second story. I slept for around an hour after my climaxes that night. Until my brother woke me by gently tapping on the door and asking if I was awake….
Jakob woke as the sunfiltered through his curtains. As he tried to move he realised that his sister was asleep on his arm, he smiled as he watched her start to stir in the morning light. Alex woke with a yawn and her brother’s eyes hungrily soaking in the view of her body. Alex pulled…
I was lying in bed, watching a movie, when Quinn barged in. I pulled up my covers to hide fact that I was only in my bra and underwear. “Can I talk to you?” he said as he closed the door and sat on my bed next to me. Before I could answer he continued,…
For the few days after what happened in the media room Jakob saw very little of Alex. All of his old friends were dropping by at odd times to say hello and catch up over a carton of beer. Jakob only ever got glimpses of Alex, and, in the heat of the tropics she had…
This story continues on directly after my previous story, Two Fridays – Part 1. In the morning I woke up, and wondered if it had all been a dream. My come-stained shirt, lying in the corner near the head of my bed, where I had tossed it before getting in, showed one thing- the part…
   I had not heard from my sister in a few days, and I was a little concerned. She called me and we talked almost every day, and we hung out about three times a week when our work schedules allowed for it. We would usually hang out Friday nights at a bar, getting stupidly…
It was a warm summer, my parents went away camping. A romantic week away so they said except it was in scotland and the weather was rubbish most times…maybe they got lucky where they went… anyway I was left in the care of my older brother Tom, now don’t get me wrong I love being…
“Jas! Come on! Don’t you want to go back home? Stop delaying then!” “Puh-leaze. I’m going inside the car just to take a drive around the world!” “Oh just stop being such a whiny sarcastic brat and get your ass in this car right now,” “Fashion needs time, not nag-ish girlfriends,” I whispered sarcastically yet…
Jakob packed his last bag into his car before taking one last look at the St John’s dormitories at the University in Townsville. He sighed to himself as he turned his back on the building that was his home for the last four years, Jakob turned the ignition on his car and began the four hour drive…
One day, my uncle Ben, who is my mum’s brother, was staying over, and I heard him saying to my mum that my dad must have hardly given her time to get her pants back on after she had me, before he knocked her up a second time, and my sister came along. Uncle Ben…
My brother and I have always been very close. I guess that happens when there is just two years between siblings. I’m twenty and he is eighteen. Our rooms, upstairs, were across from each other and it was not uncommon for us to pass coming and going. More often than not, it was just after…