Heterosexual Stories

[Now complete.] Lonely single father Andrew is working in a giant bank's pandemic-emptied cubicle wasteland. Curvy colleague Sallie finds him; interest kindles. Thanks to his adult daughter and her lesbian roommate, shyness and conflict are overcome. His sex life goes overnight from hand only to bliss. Sallie's hot roommate? She's in their bed too! Adding Zach and Danielle, in the end they live as a chronically nude family of six, 3 cocks, 3 pussies, loving and fucking. Only in San Francisco?

What fourteen year-old girl wouldn't be pleased when her father pays more attention to her appearance and tells her how nice she looks.

Three families, consisting of three men and nine women, set out to change the world. They create a secret organization that takes on the world’s governments, media outlets, and a few others. This story is the result of merging four stories that I wrote several years ago. I also changed a few things and added new material; which is explained in the Introduction. Squick Alert: Read the Introduction.

Fan Fiction!! A quick and dirty story I wrote around the time of the super bowl. I hope that you enjoy it. Travis and Taylor and a celebration of their relationship and a hopeful future together.

Everyone's happy after Dad's successful manipulation of his wife and daughter to switch saddles.

Clarissa's relationship with her parents enters a new phase. Can she learn to become an equal partner in their relationship? Can she navigate the adult swinging world and be part of a polyamorous relationship? This might be Clarissa's wildest year yet.

University student Julia enters a competition to not get caught in a forest. The problem being that she has to compete in the nude.

A story in the Time Twitch Universe
Ten Pound Bag side story

A daughter, fed up with her controlling mother, takes steps to have her brilliant father all to herself! A fan commissioned this story!

The story you are about to read is true, the names have been changed to protect the innocent, and the not so innocent. The story isn’t mine, but that of my best friend. He and I have been friends since high school. I turned out to be a somewhat writer. I write short stories and some long ones too. Nothing published as such unless you count the internet. Anyway this is Jim’s story, I’m just the narrator or ghost writer, or whatever you call it.