Consensual Sex Stories

This is not a stroke story per se. It is a chance encounter, an interlude between a young mother of two and an a older businessman at the Detroit airport. After their flight is delayed - sparks fly between them. How can two people ever be intimate in an airport? This is a romantic tryst and only the reader will find out how they ever got together.

A Story in the Panthera Helix Universe
At the age of thirty-two, Roni Caldwell has spent her life fighting for women's empowerment, struggling against the patriarchy. But when she encounters a hulking black thug named Latrell, she realizes she's been fighting the wrong battle all along.

A chance encounter on a scorching summer day leads to an unexpected connection. A story of kindness, courage, and the subtle ways hearts can find each other.

Helen's marriage of 23 years is in trouble and sex is the problem, that is until she goes for her doctor's appointment and meets the medical students.

Roger Smithson offers a financial transaction to help a down on their luck family - and ends up buying a lot more than a house!

This is my love letter to Amanda Tapping, a goddess in my humble opinion. James and Sam get beamed to Thor's ship, right in the middle a rather, hard core fucking scenario. Daniel blinked and looked at Thor - “Actually, the Asgard have their own extensive mythology about galactic history. Thor, do you have any records of human cultural artifacts being… misinterpreted by other species?” “We have observed many human mating practices across your history. This one was… exceptionally expressive.”

When a secluded lake house with no internet leaves Jess and her family bored and restless, the discovery of a hidden chest of sex toys unlocks a dark, collective hunger. The thin walls fail to hide the buzzing and moaning of their secret pleasure, leading to a midnight confrontation that strips away every last layer of inhibition. In one sweltering, sweat-soaked night, plastic toys are swapped for real flesh as the family crosses every taboo line in a raw, uninhibited free-for-all.

I spent years hiding my heavy curves and masturbating in the parking lot, feeling invisible until I realized my son’s soccer team was hungry for a real woman. A single flash at a red light shattered the boundaries, leading my son and his best friends to turn our routine carpool into a depraved game of "show and touch." Now, practice doesn't end until I'm bent over the hood of my car, double-penetrated and covered in the varsity team's cum.