Story Excerpt

That ass. Holy fuck. It was a full shelf, wide and soft, impossibly round, the shorts riding up so I could see the crease where her thighs met her cheeks. It jiggled with every little move, like it had a mind of its own, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away even if I wanted to.

“Guys my age haven’t been able to handle this,” she said casually, straightening up and patting her hip. Her hand lingered there, fingers grazing the curve of her ass like she was daring me to imagine touching it myself. “Not back there. They don’t have the stamina, the size. None of it.”