Facial Stories

"Sahara Quinn: The Divine Elixir" (61K words) blends archaeology and erotic thrills as beautiful Sahara Quinn and her lovers—brilliant linguist Layla and enigmatic mentor Elias— uncover a forbidden manuscript tied to an ancient elixir cult. Pursued by enemies, their quest spans hidden temples and intoxicating rituals—where every discovery ignites lust and danger.

Tom hates his daily subway commute, until he bumps into a gorgeous woman. Quite literally.

A story in the The Slut Mommie Paradigm Universe
A mid twenties married woman decides to expand her sexuality after reading another slut mommy's adventures

A story in the Hermaphrodite/Androgeny Universe
Two immortal women fight a never ending battle against slavers. Can Morning Sun, a chief's daughter, and another chief's wife discover her powers in time to save herself and her immortal mother?

In 1992, after a final rebellious act, sisters Claire, Megan, and Ashley are punished by their father with a shocking rule: for their family road trip, they must travel completely naked. Their brother, Sam, a clothed witness, chronicles their harrowing journey through public humiliation, predatory stares, and a terrifying breach at Wall Drug. A pivotal act of solidarity from their mother shifts the dynamic, forcing the family to confront the brutal consequences of their ordeal together.

Another husband talks his wife into fucking other men for he can eat her afterward...

A bisexual husband talks his wife into a threesome with another bisexual man.

This is the 'cleaned up' version of my original story. It has been pending for nearly 3 weeks on the 'other'site. Be advised this is still a very dark story with lots of rough sex and violence. Thanks -Dys

A mildly exaggerated true story on how I moved my wife from repressed religious girl to a confident BDSM switch.

If you've ever watched an 80s beach movie and thought, "This could use more existential horror, heavier satire, and a lot more bouncing," then congratulations—this book was made for you. Bikini Beach isn't just a parody. It's a celebration of the vapid, sun-drenched, neon-drenched excess of a forgotten era, when movies didn't need a plot as long as they had slow-motion jiggling and a beach party finale