Consensual Sex Stories

It started with a mission gone bad and a traitor. My father's enemies were a step ahead and used fleet admirals to dishonor me. When I learned the admiral that had been the judge had been ordered to do it I had to act. First against the noble that I thought ordered it. Of course he was a coward and would send someone. After him it was another noble that had been behind him and I wanted it to be personal.

The Pointe Botham flood made headlines for a day or two. The two library assistants trapped in the library discovered that they had to make their own entertainment until they could be rescued.

Summoned by the batsignal, Batman found himself unexpectedly joined by Batgirl, on a night that had no end of surprises.

Colleen Braddock was looking forward to the training seminar, eager to advance her knowledge of Trans-Continentals operations. What she wound up with was hands on experience in quite another area.

A slave engineered and trained to be a soldier is freed and becomes a striker. He is a anti pirate soldier on a private yacht with two other men.

Ryan's grandfather agrees to a most unusual business agreement, one which changes his grandson's life.

Eddie sits in his treehouse perusing his father's porn magazines during a thunder and lightning storm. Wouldn't you think that was a safe place and time for such an activity to take place without any interruption? Well, today was not going to be such a day.

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.

A story in the Lettie series
The day of my retirement has come, inevitably, and I need a project to keep myself busy. I decide to build a spacious indoor pool. A neighbour's daughter seems especially interested, though I can't help noticing she doesn't really have the build of a swimmer.

I spent New Year's Eve Grieving over the life I lost