Ma/Fa Stories

An Uncle Bob Story
I'm one of triplets. My brother, sister and I have no idea who our father is. We may even have different fathers. We live with our Uncle Bob. He's a nudist. He's really good at putting sunscreen on me out by the pool. We kids didn't think it was strange that Mom slept in Uncle Bob's room. We didn't think it was strange that we kids all slept in the same bed either. And by the time we were in high school, we didn't want it any other way. Our life was unconventional. But we liked it that way. / (Reviews)

George is having a bad day, a really bad day. Follow him as he descends into his own personal hell. Will he ever come out the other side or will he lose what little he has left?

Neglected 42-year-old Elena feels invisible in her marriage. When her daughter brings home athletic mid-20s Alex, kitchen glances spark forbidden heat. Stolen moments explode into raw passion—deep thrusts, creampie floods, dirty whispers. Later, solo ecstasy relives every surge. Explicit age-gap, cheating wife, creampie, masturbation. 18+ only.

Kazuma fumbled, in an alternate reality, James didn't. One shot story. James didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Probably wouldn't have even if the ice hadn't been there. Lalatina's body was warm and tight around him, her wet heat gripping his cock with every thrust, and through the clear ice he could see every agonized expression on the king's face, and some terrible, unforgivable part of his brain found the whole situation darkly hilarious. NOT edited by Steven, he's busy working on the New World.

A Story in the Damsels In Distress Universe
Come and meet William Wilkerson, Retired Navy SEAL home from the War on Terror finding a whole new war on the home front. It wasn't meant to be this way, but it is and now he is left to put his life back together.

Northern California, 1870. The Yahi people are nearly gone — twenty-two survivors hiding in the hills above a young rancher's land. Three women walk through his gate with an impossible request: become their husband, father their children, save what remains of their people. What follows is not an arrangement. It becomes love. It becomes family. It becomes everything. History cannot be outrun. But it can be remembered.