Heterosexual Stories

Isabela arrives in Rio for the first time, meeting Thiago in Ipanema. Their taxi ride teases with his hand high on her thigh. Inside his apartment, he pins her to the wall, fingers plunging deep with wet sounds, tasting her arousal. He fucks her hard against the plaster—sharp slaps of skin, slick squelches, her cries echoing—until they both shatter. In bed, slow rolling thrusts build softer, deeper climaxes, bodies slick and trembling in the salt-scented dawn.

A nameless road unspools forever under Elias Moreau’s tyres. Naked, half-hard, he drives toward Isolde—pale, raven-haired, eternally waiting, sex glistening in headlights. Each encounter is slow, deep, wordless release on warm tar, yet she recedes again. No end, only endless want, her scent on the wind, the next curve calling him forward.

"Hi! My name is Violet. New kid on the block. You don't know me, but you will. Once you do, you won't be able to get enough of me. Just ask all the hot guys in Indy! HA! All 500 of them. Start your engines, Boys! I look good lying a checkered flag. Red light! Yellow light! Green light... HO!"

Before the silence, there were voices. Before the voices, there was pain. Before the pain, there was a fall — sudden, cruel, and irreversible. Stella could not have known then how her world would change, how her mind would stretch into places it had never belonged.

When Emily swerves to avoid a tiny creature, her mercy triggers a collision that binds her and a furious stranger in a single, haunting meter of ruined metal.

The story of Magnus continues in this novel. The sexual themes are more vanilla in comparison to the previous novel, but the world, characters and the story expand in every way. Our hero will travel farther than before and will encounter Slavers, Elves, Demons, Barbarians... In search for his sister, he will fight powerful mages, mysterious cults and forces beyond his understanding. This novel also sets the stage for the dramatic events that will happen in the future novels (I hope!)

If you really want you can have sex and xu a ray of sunshine

My intense smoke fetish made it totally unfair. My fiancee Cassie lit a cigarette and asked, "What would you do if you caught my daughters smoking?” I requested the additional information I obviously needed. “Indoors or outside? Regulars, 100’s, or those sexy long 120’s you like? What are they wearing? Do I have my XV16 camera handy, or just a quad HD?” She saw the bulge growing in my jeans and her jaw dropped. She threw her engagement ring at me, shouting, "OUT! GO! Never call me again!"

A Jim Priest Story
Part of the Jim Priest universe
Dangerous young Indian woman destroy some bad guys.