Heterosexual Stories

A shy girl with a masturbation addiction has lots of firsts.

Isha came to Sydney to be with her fiancé Ankit. She didn't expect Cooper. As her fiancé retreats into screens and silence, his roommate draws her into a world of early mornings, physical challenge, and dangerous proximity. This is not a story about one moment of weakness. It's about a thousand small ones.

A young man witnesses and photographs the beautiful young woman next door cheating on her husband. After that, well, it's not what you think.

A soft hand pulls him from sleep. Soon he’s drinking her down, lost between her thighs, until she begs for his cock inside her.

A Story from The Town
A misunderstanding leads to a far more complex situation than Ben or Rebecca could have anticipated. In this continuation of The Analyst, Becca starts wearing restraints for a mix of advocacy, safety, and reasons she can’t fully articulate. The truth? It’s all of these—and none. As half-truths unravel, she becomes ensnared in the web of stories she's woven.

A man and woman are teamed up for an intense weekend competition at a camp described as a combination of a sprint tri, a tough mudder, and the toughest escape room you've ever tried with some cool Amazing Race vibes mixed in. This is a novel length story with lots of elements of the wet and messy fetish present. Viewpoint alternates between the main characters. (C) = Cal, (L) = Lindsey. Chapters felt presumptuous for my first story so instead they are scenes e.g. D1S1 = Day 1, Scene 1.

A steamy Cajun town.
Six Stories. Five Cajun girls — four with teenage sons and one girl with two younger brothers — live in the insular, isolated town of Sausalito, Mississippi. ‘Portraits’ follows them as they explore new sexual highways and byways. Two local institutions — a strip joint called Miss Kitty’s, plus a laissez-faire restaurant called Contrary Mary’s — are run by 15-year-old Darlene Pellerin. Who now controls much of the town’s pussy. Oh, and let’s not forget one young man — Robbie Dumont.

I had been sitting in the food court when I was nearly hit by falling boxes. Offering to help triggered an outburst from an angry young woman. "What, you see a cripple and think you have to help? What do you know about handicaps? Why don't you shut up and leave me alone!" she screamed. The entire food court was silent. I didn't respond, just got my cane from a chair where I'd left it. As I was leaving the food court I heard, "Please stop!" The words weren't quite so angry now.

Readers with siblings will know about the title. I hated it, as a child who liked to look after my toys, when Mother ordered me to share my toys with my brothers or house guests. They would break them or lose attachments or fold over the corners of your comics or books. Tim Smith was like that. He started out poor and had to share growing up but as an adult he refused to share. Oh he was generous to a fault and he'd give you the shirt off his back, but share what was precious to him? No, never!

Harry is a salesman and he uses his Rolls-Royce Silver Shadow as a prop to help him attract new business to buy his screws, nut and bolts. Then he meets a female managing director, rare in 1975, named Mrs Gina Tremblett, who decides to use him as an escort to help cope with the prejudices of a male dominated business world. Harry agrees to help in the spirit of altruism, but will the Spirit of Ecstasy intervene?