Group Sex Stories

It was practically a high school reunion. Nancy was an old girlfriend while Joe was one of my earliest boyfriends. Add in Nancy's fiancé MJ and you had all the makings for a quickie road trip to the nearest casino.

A Christmas Story
Letters to Santa and a naughty gift bring single parents together.

In an AU where Varin refuses Kjotve's false offer of mercy, he readies his weapon and rallies his people to fight ever harder against the invading Wolf clan. Almost a decade later, the Ravens are forced to unite in an alliance with the Axe's people against a common enemy. And Kjotve is very eager to unite with certain members of the Raven clan as well and prove why he is known as the Cruel.

Usually when you think of mentoring, you picture an older person passing on their knowledge to a younger person, leading them along their career path. Sometimes it works the other way too, and not just at work but for play too!

A Mel Story
When Mel slides into a booth with two strangers and a wicked grin, she’s not just ordering a drink—she’s setting the night on fire. What starts with flirtation over bourbon ends in a tangle of limbs, tongues, and heat that won’t quit. No narration, no apologies—just three voices, one unforgettable night, and enough sin to make a preacher sweat. Trouble at Table 3 is filthy, fast, and hot.

Teen Marie's mother catches her with cigarettes and gives her an ultimatum. If she wants to keep smoking like a dirty whore, she needs to suck and fuck her stepdad, like a dirty whore.

A Story in the Erotic Future Universe
Two years on Molly and Dan have a Baby who needs weening and the birth pains of other grander changes are all around them in the world. When it comes to sex crazed teenagers however. The more things change, the more things stay the same. (This story follows on from 'The Supremacy of Miss Molly May Everard'. You'll need to read that first to follow this one.)

This is a fantasy story I have been working on for a while, which has sort of been completed. I have been working on it for quite some time, but as you can tell, it does not yet have a name. I will work on that eventually.

Father Mallory expands the reach of the futa-nuns!

“Ethel’s coming to visit,” my wife Jenny announced to me. “Oh?” I hadn’t seen Ethel for two months, not since I fucked her at the behest of my wife. Jenny was helping her oldest and best friend, recently widowed, recover from long years of isolation and sadness. I had been the chosen instrument, or rather I had the chosen instrument, to re-introduce Ethel to romantic life and sex. “How is she doing?” “Wonderfully! She’s lost most of her extra weight, bought herself a new wardrobe, and is look