Twelve Days in Christmas, Part Two

"A cozy, small town, sibling romance that will break your heart and then heal it."

While she drove home, she called Brad.“Got any plans for dinner?” she asked.“None.”“I’ll stop in town and bring something back. Alright?” she asked.“You’re the best!”“I know. Maybe you can thank me later?” she teased.“Gladly.”She brought home dinner, and they ate...

Twelve Days In Christmas, Part One

"A cozy, small town, sibling romance that will break your heart and then heal it."

December 13th: Coming HomeAs the snowfall intensified, adding another layer of white to the already blanketed stretch of country road, Christmas slipped on her gloves, her hat, and opened the car door with a frustrated sigh. Her sneakers were not...

Watching my Brother Masturbating With a Toy

"My brother complained that men didn’t have a great choice of sex toys, so we bought him something to scratch his itch."

In our new flat, it was difficult to find the optimal arrangement of beds in our shared bedroom. We settled upon a single and a double bed next to each other, with a narrow passageway between them. I would sleep...

Masturbating While Watching Sibling Sex

"When my brother and I admitted to having sex, our masturbation group gave us mixed reactions."

Fiona and I had a one-bedroom flat, and my brother had been secretly staying with us. When the landlord found out, we were given notice to leave. We were almost certain this wasn’t allowed, but we needed a bigger place...

A Taboo Holiday Collection: Easter Part 1

"A mysterious invite leads Kendall to a Swingers' party, and a face-off with her bully brother"

The Golden EggPart 1Kendall sat in the backseat of a chauffeured car she hadn't ordered, turning a mysterious invitation around in her fingers. It was cream against a black background with elegant script under an embossed, golden egg.You are Cordially...

Mommy Lessons

"Fucking practice is much more fun when Mommy's the coach"

“Aww, sweetie, is your belly bothering you, too?” Lynn, my mother, asked. She pressed her hand against my head and leaned over me. She was barely dressed, wearing the same nightdress she’d worn last night beneath her house robe. Her...