Alison Cotton, with considerable help from her parents and two older sisters and an older brother, enjoyed a liberal and varied sex life. When she married Kenneth Jones she promised to love, honour and obey. Kenneth kept his fingers crossed that she would. The trouble is, so did Alison!
Male-perspective bisexual: A Las Vegas hotel waiter wonders both if the octogenarian porn magazine mogul hotel desk floating around the hotel with two playmates in tow can still get it up and if, as rumored, the man is gay or bi. The waiter finds out not only that but that everyone in the mogul's entourage does everyone else.
She'd seen Christine but once since they were roommates in college, that was at her wedding to Dan, but now she's in town, and when Christine invites her for a visit, things get interesting. Note: I've posted two versions of this story, identical except that one is illustrated.
A flash fiction story about a person's girlfriend becoming a free use sex toy for them. Quick read, more of a sketch about an ongoing narrative I want to develop.
On a dare, the author creates a near non-stop orgy of office debauchery written from the MALE POV, a tongue-in-cheek chauvinistic ride with big titties, big dicks, consensual, some non-consensual. Try and catch your breath with titty milk, deeper throat, anal blasting, wild 'n wacky can't get enough cock to save my life attitudes! When done, bet you say WTF was THAT! Just don't hate me! :-)
What do you call four girls lined up on a platform getting their asses fucked while another two kneel and take care of the cocksucking, ball-licking and asshole-tonguing chores and two more with big boobs get their butts spanked with rubber paddle fins? Well you certainly don't call it a plot. Katie calls it a stroke story (as she makes that universal motion for jacking off with her thumb and fingers in the shape of an O) and suggests you male readers have some tissue nearby to catch your wads.