Bobby Jo Tina and I had been friends since college, more years than I cared to count. She had gone through marriage, two children, a burgeoning business, and finally divorce. Unfortunately, her ex had run afoul of some guys that don’t play nice. One night they came to their door with baseball bats looking for…
It’s been weeks since me and mom’s episode in her bathroom. She’d ambushed me ambushing her, sucked me until I spattered her cum on her face, and told me that later on she was going to “deal with me.” That was fucking three weeks ago, and I’d been going insane with anticipation, masturbating like…
“So, are you going to ask Persephone out or what, man?” Greg, my closest friend next to Zander, let his heavy backpack fall from his shoulder as he slid down beside me on the school bus, the backpack hitting the ground with a dull thud. I peeled my eyes away from the window, where…
I watched Faith, my mother, jogging on the treadmill in our sunporch, her chest bouncing some behind her gray sports bra. Navy blue leggings hugged her shapely legs and her firm, round bottom, and her lustrous auburn that fell past her shoulders bounced, shining healthily beneath the sunlight. With her eyes shut and a…