Consensual Sex Stories

My supervisor invites me to spend the weekend with her, her daughter, and one of her daughter's friends at a secluded lake cabin.

She wanted to be a cheerleader but her grades were too low. Summer school might solve that problem. But she needed a tutor to make sure. Her mom got a name from the school and he was hired. When they got to the biology tutoring, she wanted to understand the reproductive system. He was happy to teach her about it.

The neon sign buzzed against the darkening sky, casting a pink glow across the parking lot. My wife, Gayle, adjusted her tube-top in the passenger mirror, the thin fabric stretching across her chest, her large nipples pressing visibly against the near-transparent material. Her terrycloth shorts rode high on her thighs, the soft fabric clinging to the curve of her ass. It was the eighties, and we were young and free and oh so horny.

When materials scientist James McHenry discovers a way to extract limitless energy from the hidden frequencies of reality itself, he believes he’s solved humanity’s oldest problem. A small, silent cell no bigger than a matchbox produces clean, continuous power — no fuel, no recharge, no decay. But in a world built on scarcity, infinite energy is more than a breakthrough. It’s a threat. As James and the people closest to him race to control, protect, and understand what he’s created, corporate in

The story is set in post war Australia, Jimmy our protagonist comes to after a blow to the head, he struggles and beats his assailant only to be attacked by another. He suffers amnesia but has gained a few "gifts' which he will use in the future. This not a sci-fi or a stroke story but one I think you will enjoy.

In 1876, 10-year-old Annie Hightower was standing beside her father when he was murdered on the main street of Hendly Pass. She swore revenge on the murderer, no matter how long it took. Seven years later, she was able to begin her quest, dressed as a man and using the alias of Jack Highsmith. Romance rears its head in chapter 4, but there is still plenty of daring-do. This story is told in the third person, so there is no dialect except in the actual dialog, thus, it should be easy to read.