Consensual Sex Stories

A true story of love between a brother and sister

She should get up, wash the slick evidence from between her thighs, but her body still hums with the heat he left behind. The scent of sex clings to the air, the sheets, her skin. In the quiet that follows, need lingers. With His Name on My Lips is a story of aftermath, intimacy, and the aching pull between what was and what still burns.

Sophia didn't mind that both of her parents seemed to like looking at her body. In fact, she liked it. It turned her on. It did no one any harm, and they all enjoyed it, so why not? Until something changed that left her wanting more.

A young, hopeful artist has a chance to study with a professional. His education turns out to encompass far more than painting and drawing.

A Sarah and Greg Story
After living together for the past several months, Sarah and Greg travel to his parents' house for her to meet them. Neither Sarah nor Greg is sure how his parents would react if they knew she was a shemale. (This is the third in the Sarah and Greg series. All that really needs to be known from the previous stories is that Sarah is woman in all respects except one.)

Among humans and elves, there is mostly peace, however any child born of the two is condemned on both sides. Out on the fringes of Alliance territory, an old sun slowly suffocates a primitive world. Humans watch over the natives with tenderness while turning on each other. Out here, humans own elves. Out here, the elves practice their rebellious side. Out here, the mongrels come to find some peace. Out here, song birds are caged.