Heterosexual Stories

It is 1948 and London is recovering from almost a decade of war and only three years of recovery and rebuilding both the physical destruction and restoring society with new-found optimism for a bright new future. Gertie is 17 , nearly 18 and a bright and pretty hat check girl looking after theatregoers’ hats and coats in a lively West End Theatre. One evening, while everyone is watching the third act, a drunken patron attacks her and a dashing captain rescues her … changing her life forever.

The hot tension that was always between the voluptuous Holly and her dear, departed dad comes back to reality in her relationship with her son. Will this busty, blonde, single mother resist the muscular young stud who adores her even more than her daddy once had?

She should get up, wash the slick evidence from between her thighs, but her body still hums with the heat he left behind. The scent of sex clings to the air, the sheets, her skin. In the quiet that follows, need lingers. With His Name on My Lips is a story of aftermath, intimacy, and the aching pull between what was and what still burns.

City boy finds a gem and treasure in a little country town

It's never an easy experience, but it's time for Mike to box up his mother's possessions, and sell the family home, now that she's gone. Memories long buried bubble back to the surface, and a diary in a locked box reveals something startling about his sister, Paige. (A bit of panty fetish)

A tale of belated love which is endangered by intrusive media attention. The loyalty and help of soldiers once under command gives the lovers strength and comfort. This story was intended for Fine Stories but rejected so the sex content really is minimal.

A story in the Wittyverse
Eight friends navigate love, friendship, and finance as they find their places in the world.

A 50+ bartender falls in love with a 20+ barmaid. A slow story. / (Reviews)

A couple decides to make the husband's fantasy come true. Little by little, they both become hooked on the experience. I usually like to set my stories in a generic country with more universal habits or foods so that everyone can identify with them better. In this case, due to a request, the story is set in Barcelona, mentioning places and habits specific to Catalonia.

A tale in the The World's First Futa Universe
Becky, the world's first futa, attends her ex-boyfriend's wedding. She's promised not to seduce the bride, but can the naughty futa resist?