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.

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.

Among humans and elves, there is mostly peace, however any child born of the two is condemned on both sides. Out on the fringes of Alliance territory, an old sun slowly suffocates a primitive world. Humans watch over the natives with tenderness while turning on each other. Out here, humans own elves. Out here, the elves practice their rebellious side. Out here, the mongrels come to find some peace. Out here, song birds are caged.

Married guy uses his photography hobby to seal the deal with a long time lust object

A shy kid needs help accepting his body and feeling confident. Luckily, mom is just the girl for the job. A slow chapter 1, but takes off later.

A Swarm Cycle Story
Caleb, in his brainship named "Cheval Jaune", starts a tour of the Milky Way’s Confederacy. How will the various species respond to this metal-encased human? Familiarity with the Swarm Cycle and the author’s previous stories is strongly encouraged, as detailed character descriptions from "Caleb and Cheval Jaune" are mostly not repeated. My thanks to Trunk Monkey, Zen Master, Steve, Old Rotorhead, Derek Smith, 8tduecemedic, SW MO Hermit... and the rest – you know who you are.

When Judge Jimmy met Melissa, he thought she was dangerous. But she was a pussy cat compared to his sister, Cindy.

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?

A Swarm Cycle Story
Women never noticed him. Never, not even his own mother. Then the Confederacy decided he had a talent that they desperately needed. The Office of Targeted Extractions got involved. Things changed. You will get much more from this short story if you've read other stories in the Swarm Cycle. / (Reviews)