A Visit To See My Dad

"I go and see Dad and an accidental touch leads to more"

Paul was at work, and I had a day off. I decided to pop round and check on Dad. Since I was up to date with the laundry and had a casserole quietly cooking for tea, I felt prepared. I...

Friday Morning – Part 1

"Who would have thought that getting caught by his daughter, having sex, would lead to this?"

His sixteen-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Em (short for Emma), entered the kitchen as Matt finished his cereal, perched on the high stool by the breakfast bar. She exchanged a sly glance at her father and proceeded to get a dish from the...

The Price Of Stability

"A grieving single father and his 18-year-old daughter, bound by shared sacrifice, spiral into a forbidden sexual relationship after he discovers her secret life as an OnlyFans model."

The air in the garage was thick enough to taste, a familiar cocktail of motor oil, sawdust, and defeat. Under the single bare bulb, Liam sat hunched on a worn stool by his workbench. At 40, the man he was...

Devious Daughters: Cumming Home For The Holidays (Part 1 of 2)

"When his daughter comes home from college for winter break, she awakens a hunger inside of him that obliterates every boundary he once thought unbreakable."

Chris Walker stares at the ceiling fan spinning above their bed, counting each rotation as if it might somehow fill the widening chasm between him and his wife. Beside him, Patty sleeps with her back turned—the same position she's maintained...

Giorgio’s Birthday – Part 1

"It's Giorgio's birthday; Alessia gifts him a leather strap"

On Saturday morning, the house is quiet. Giorgio finishes his breakfast standing by the window. The view overlooks the nondescript street of the working-class neighborhood: comb-like parking spaces, half-withered trees, a still-lit streetlamp. He sips his coffee and glances at...

Stephani’s Corruption Chapter 1

"Stephani goes from loving wife to cock obsessed whore"

Heather’s apartment always smelled like vanilla candles and whatever takeout they’d murdered the night before. Tonight it was Thai, and the empty containers were still scattered across the coffee table like casualties. One of her socks had a hole in...