Heterosexual Stories

Nothing worse than a flat tire in the rain, is there. Or in this case, maybe there's nothing better.

A university graduate girl buys a ring, the ring is the mind/spirit of a person, who is related to a god. She agrees to do his bidding in return for pleasure. With her ability in assisting the destroyer of evil she is transformed into wealth. This is a book of fiction, It does contain some scene that are current. This is just for setting and events, as far as the writer knows, this did not occur, I think... Notes: Shiva is the "destroyer of evil and the transformer"

VORTEX. (1) A mass of whirling fluid. (2) A system viewed as swallowing up those that approach it. A teenaged tearaway starts a chain of events that leads to a vortex.

A once bitten twice shy divorce and a young woman whose laughing eyes bely her steadfast spinsterhood meet and are attracted but her past makes her frightened. Can he, can she overcome that past?

Hard work has finally paid off, and Mark is ready to surprise his wife a Valentine's Day she'll never forget. The center piece is the diamond ring he wishes he could have afforded when he asked her to marry him. But she's not the only one in for a pleasant surprise.

Christopher is leading an ordered and happy life. Then he meets Tina...

An older amateur author picks up a pretty young girl who's hitching a lift. The best that he hopes for is some interesting conversation while he admires the lovely legs that her short skirt is so nicely showing off. But when she finds out that it's erotic stories that he writes, she wants to read some of them, and... well, things get much more interesting after that.

Callie knows it's against company policy to use her computer for personal emails, but she has to tell someone about the hot guy she just met at Starbucks. One innocent little email shouldn't hurt anyone ... Should it? Illustrated.

The sixteen year-old brother of my best friend and recipient of my first blowjob on our first date when I was fourteen, Steve had a reputation or preferring girls with big boobs. This meant if I was going to keep him I needed to use every weapon in my arsenal. Soon I gave him my virginity and once started I wanted sex as often as he'd do me - which was VERY often. Steve was a busy boy trying to keep up with the demands of my newly released sexuality. Somehow I don't think he was complaining!