Consensual Sex Stories

A Swipe Right For Hung Black Thugs Story
Part of the Panthera Helix universe
Gorgeous young white heiress Brooklynn St. Clair secretly signs up for a new dating app at the urging of her friend. It turns out that the app is tailored to provide rich white women with a certain kind of experience...

A Naomi's Journal Story
A gift from Naomi's grandmother brings back important memories of growing up and leads to new adventures. Illustrated.

My daughter finds me.

A The Nexus Story
An epic erotic urban fantasy told by three people caught up in the battle between Good and Evil, Light and Dark, Angels and Demons. There is a lot of sex, a good deal involving futanaris/shemales. The story has both humor and drama. Not intended for young readers. Enjoy and send feedback! Please monitor the codes. This is an updated, edited version of my recently completed book simply titled "The Nexus." The manuscript has been rewritten, scrubbed, polished, and hopefully has very few errors.

Three women struggle to live in a dystopian war-ravaged future where the world’s female population has been decimated by a pandemic. The few remaining females are rounded up and made to serve in ‘breeding chambers’ to produce children. With very few females available to meet the desires of men a breed of transgender women known as Comfort Girls takes their place. But all is not as it seems and an anti-establishment revolutionary suspect they know why and they intend to do something about it.

Some parts of basic training, Gia Mazzini soon discovered, didn't appear on the posted schedule.

Growing up on the edge of the family business is not something I thought about. It was not what I was going to do with my life. My uncle was the head of the largest genetic corporations and someone I enjoyed talking with. With his death he gives me a challenge to earn my future doing what I want. When the spiders attacked his challenge was the only thing that could save everyone on the planet.

I was taken and made a prisoner as a hostage. There was no name for me and I do not want to remember all they did. Day followed day and year followed year. When I saw the chance to escape I took it. With the help of those my mother had sent I was able to return home. Only the bastards had the balls to come after me and that was their mistake.

Our new neighbours introduce us to an erotic new swinging lifestyle

Cindy was waiting for a special delivery package, but when the deliveryman arrived he showed her why their motto was "We Deliver"!