John, who is ironically a marriage, relationship and sexual coach, shares: “My wife and I went out with some friends for bowling and beer. We both had a little too much to drink.” However, that didn’t stop him from initiating intercourse with his wife that night. “I was happily pumping away with a full bladder. I began to feel the urge to ejaculate (or so I thought in my half drunken stupor). The problem was that I was peeing instead of ejaculating.” 5. Caught in the act

Right now the stars were bright, their luminous eyes keeping him company. He could see the Big Dipper or ‘Ursa Major’ as he learned in school. Slumping on his bed, Kenny thought of dad who had been gone since the winter the boy had turned nine. "My leaving has nothing to do with you. I'll always love you," dad said. Then he stepped out of his life, like a fading ghost. There were times Kenny cried like a baby, over something he knew was missing in his life. The next time I did it, I waited again until he was watching something that interested him enough to stay seated even while I crawled into his lap.It feels really good,” I told her as I began to let my hands slowly descend down the girl’s panties. A relationship between two cousins makes family gatherings unbearable: Had a gay relationship that went on with my cousin for about 2 years when we were both 13 or so. We never actually had sex although there were a few attempts, we did however do everything else. It didn’t get really weird for me until towards the end when it went from just getting each other off to actually emotionally embracing each other and kissing. We were almost caught so many times and I think that played a pretty big part in putting an end to it. Victor’s parents are hosting a New Year’s party. A hurricane hits the Spokane Indian Reservation where they live. While the winds rage outside, two of Victor’s uncles start fighting inside. This story can be read in the preview of The Best Science Fiction of the Year Volume 1. (15% in) “Every Little Hurricane” by Sherman Alexie

I’m the second child in four. The good thing about this fact is that while growing up, siblings #1 and #3 were both suitable playmates for me. If one of them didn’t want to play, I would simply hang out with the other one. Sometimes I had the luxury of choosing between the two of them.

It Was Love At First Sight

Siblings who ruined their relationship with their father: I’ve been with my brother for ~4 years. My profile’s littered with everything about us, but the gist of it is, our father hates us, and we’ve pretty much had to cut all ties with him now. Our aunt (dads side) knows about us and is more than supportive of it, and just wants us to be safe and baby-free. I’m 99% sure that our mom knows, but her and our dad are separated so I don’t know how much they talk right now. orphan_account Fandoms: Father/Daughter - Fandom, Incest - Fandom, Family Sex - Fandom, Young Love - Fandom, Older Man/Younger Girl - Fandom Some of “Every Little Hurricane” can be read in the preview of The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven. “Simple Arithmetic” by Virginia Moriconi

To himself he said softly, "OK dad, I'm ready now. Let's go." And he felt good inside as his paddle dipped in the water... How's this for reason?" she responds. "If you pay attention and you do everything I tell you, I'll give you a reward when we're alone." He did not say anything about this either, except that I ‘seemed happier’ those days. Perhaps I was, but he was mixing up cause and effect. P.S. Thanks ever so much to all you lovely folks who volunteered to assist us! I had no idea how many of you were willing to offer your time and energy to Juicy Secrets. We’ve got enough offers for now, so there’s no need to apply unless you’re downright desperate to work for us.

My Parents Are First Cousins

This is the first story in the preview of Alice Munro’s Best: Selected Stories. (25% into preview) “Half a Moon” by Renée Watson Are you sure this is a good idea?" my friends whispered as they helped me lug a hand-me-down sofa up two flights of stairs.

Swinging the car into her driveway without slowing down, she hit a small pink bicycle with pink and white tassles hanging from the handlebars. The bicycle bounced once on the driveway and then became embedded in a weedgrown hedge. Hardly noticing, she slammed on the brakes and emerged with some difficulty from the car. She hurried up the front walkway and climbed the cement stairs, stepping on each with both feet. A small boy with melted chocolate on his face sat on the top step, in front of the open door. "Mommy?" he asked, "Is that you, Mommy?" He peered at her face, squinting. His shoes trailed untied laces, he looked dirty and undernourished. She hurried past him, saying, "Yes, Donny, it's Mommy. No time to talk, I have to go to the bathroom." I remember sitting on your lap all the time when I was little. I wanted to see if I could still fit.” I explained.I’ve never touched a boy down there before,” Kassie admitted. "My brother won't let me. You’re my first.” Great thought went into what word I would use. I thought about using a boy’s name from her school, but this was too big a risk. She might not want to share that with me the next day. It should be a word that normally wouldn’t necessarily be in her dreams, but would be very recognizable. My sister was lying in bed. She was already dozing off, when suddenly she heard someone hissing into her ear. She opened her eyes, bewildered. We were having a sleepover. My friend and I had done so many times before. Recently however, something changed. The things is, I had begun to take interest in his little sister Kassie. Over the last few months I savored every opportunity to peer down her shirt or catch a glimpse of her panties. The narrator explains the meaning of many different unusual punctuation marks that are used in communication, mostly with family.