Consensual Sex Stories

The story you are about to read is true, the names have been changed to protect the innocent, and the not so innocent. The story isn’t mine, but that of my best friend. He and I have been friends since high school. I turned out to be a somewhat writer. I write short stories and some long ones too. Nothing published as such unless you count the internet. Anyway this is Jim’s story, I’m just the narrator or ghost writer, or whatever you call it.

The demon line was built to defend and encircle our whole country. It took twenty years to build and sat for another thirty before the enemy to the north attacked. We took the brunt of the attacks while our army gathered. Despite spies and infiltrators we were the only thing standing between the enemy and our land.

Damien and Abigail, a pair of vampire hunters, are at the center of a contest between Aurora, an angel, and a Jezebel, a demon.

Pat Holland has been a middle school teacher all of her adult life. Yes, your typical middle age, old maid schoolmarm. Forty-five years old with no prospects or desire to get married. She has always been independent and a bit of a loner until a fortuitous dalliance with the big brother of one of her students changed all that.

A missing persons story.

A story in the The Brokervrse
What can possibly go wrong when one seeks adventure in life? Absolutely nothing can. All one has to do is show a little loyalty.

Two lives are entwined yet cross only in a single night at a single moment. But that crossing can change an outlook, even so grim, for helping a neighbor, even a stranger, can be the greatest gift.

Sometimes you just need to be sure... He's an old-fashioned guy in this one thing, and I think I love him a little more for it. His jeans are all buttons. Nothing zips or slides around his package, and I like to open the brass buttons one by one, my hands all over the emerging snake. He likes to wear smallish briefs underneath, and his cock peeks from the top as it realises we're going to play.