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This is part 3 of Sister’s Sex Toys. For part 1: Sister’s Vibrator Or part 2: Sister’s Vibrating Panties ***** When I woke up, I was already hard. I put my hand on the sheet where she’d come on the panties. It was dry now. It didn’t matter. I thought about her pussy stretching around
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This is part 2 of Sister’s Sex Toys. For part 1: Sister’s Vibrator ***** When I woke up, the first thing I did was touch the spot on my sheets where she’d come last night. The second thing I did was press my palm flat against the mattress and wonder if I could get her
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There are two kinds of nights after your sister turns eighteen and decides she’s done pretending to be a normal girl about her orgasms. There’s the nights you can still pretend she’s watching TikToks and that the buzz is just her old phone with the janky battery. Then there are the other nights. The ones
I could tell the new lock was going to fight me. The last person who’d installed anything on my mother’s bathroom door must have been drunk or just criminally lazy, because the holes were off by half a centimeter and there was enough stripped wood jammed into the old mortise to build a hamster’s coffin.
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I always told myself I only wanted to look. That was the line in my head, rehearsed and underlined and sticky as a spilled drink. I’d just look, and then I could stop thinking about it. Just look, and I could go back to being the kind of girl who didn’t have to wedge her
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There’s a different kind of quiet when you live with someone who’s gone from being a loud little sister to a quiet almost-woman. The old quiet was all mood swings: doors slammed, headphones leaking whatever Spotify decided, the sense of a cyclone trying not to level the house. The new quiet is airless. Like we’re
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I found the dildo on the terrace while Mom was at work. I went out for some fresh air and stopped because something pink was sitting under the lounge chair like it had rolled and been forgotten. It was a dildo. And there was only one woman in this household, my mother. Curious, I picked
This is part 3 of the Literotica Mom Series. For part 1, I found out that my mother writes incest erotica Or part 2, Mom and I wrote incest erotica together ***** We posted the “true story” and the world didn’t end. My mother and I had fucked each other stupid on her queen-size bed,
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This is part 2 of the Literotica Mom Series. For part 1, I found out that my mother writes incest erotica ***** The second time I fucked my mother, it was because we decided to write a story about it together. It happened on a Tuesday. The sky was dark enough that the streetlights outside
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This is part 1 of the Literotica Mom Series ***** The first thing you should know about me is I read a lot of porn. Not the glossy, dead-eyed stuff you find on the homepage of free tube sites, but stories. Long, winding, honest-to-god stories, with character arcs and dialogue and, if you’re lucky, at
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I was never one for nostalgia. But every once in a while, I’d find myself on the couch at midnight, legs folded under a blanket, glass of wine on the coffee table, flipping through the heavy old photo album I used to keep up before Instagram made even memories feel disposable. Sometimes, especially lately, I’d
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Picking up Lila always made me late. Not for anything important, just, whenever my mom texted and said, “Can you get your sister?” I’d feel like I should actually leave five minutes early, then I’d waste it looking for my keys or a clean shirt, and arrive at the curb just in time to see
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I’m not saying my sister and I were close, but our parents’ idea of “two college kids sharing a house” was basically: ignore each other until dinner and then re-fracture into bedrooms with doors shut. My point is, Nadia and I had spent the summer practically as strangers. Which is why, when I went to
The night the power died, it was the sort of Colorado cold that makes your teeth ache and your nuts crawl up near your lungs for safety. I’d been in my room most of the evening, headphones jacked up, shuffling between TikTok and trying not to think about my upcoming final in stats. The wind
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It was Thursday, which meant Dad would be getting home late, if at all. The only thing different about tonight was that he’d actually warned us, dropping a gruff “Going out with the guys, don’t wait up” before disappearing with his gym bag. I think he even winked at Mom, but it was hard to
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You know those viral gym fails where dudes show up in flip-flops, or the benches collapse mid-rep, and everyone in the comments just roasts them to hell? Today, I was that guy. Only, it wasn’t a bench that failed me, it was the goddamn gym itself. Closed for emergency maintenance, which is code for the
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I got home with my shirt plastered to my chest, that post-game sweat mixing with the grime and August air until it felt like my pores were leaking cement. I dragged my feet through the front door and could already hear Mom on her phone in the kitchen, barking out some work thing. I considered
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There’s a trick you learn after twenty-two years of being raised by a goddess: never let your mother catch you staring at her ass, and never, ever let her know you’re hard because of it. The urge to break both rules was pretty much my entire adolescence. Some nights, after the gym or after she’d
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I’d been obsessed with my sister since the day she got boobs. That sounds wrong, but there it is, out loud, the thing that lived in the back of my skull since age thirteen: my big sister Mia was gorgeous, wild and way out of my league even if I wasn’t related. She had high
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At nineteen, I was home from college, living with my mother. I sat on the couch when I heard her, keys rattling, a muttered curse, the thunk of her gym bag against the mudroom bench. I put my phone down and headed to the hallway just as she came limping in, one arm hanging useless
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