The loss of orgasms is uppermost on my mind as my marriage crumbles around me. Then, the vacation to the seaside makes it all better again. Now, my spouse and I can enjoy the use of the Hotel furnished masseur to round out our passion. In fact, we even add a fourth to balance the explosion of pleasure that is enough to give everyone a happy ending.
Decisions, decisions, Linda, formerly, Lawrence, is on her way to an entirely different way of life. The young intern is confused with an identity crisis that will determine his/her future. voting turned off due to obvious trolling.
Julie was addicted to the fetish of "Exhibitionism" and she got off by displaying her nubile assets with spirited enthusiasm. Sometimes, she gets so involved that she regrets her impetuous inclinations.
This little Space Opera is a mashup of John Normanesque sociology, Stargate, and "Ancient Aliens" This is my first SciFi story, so there may be some rough edges or non-standard to the genre themes. I never know how to rate the amount of sex. I'm listing this as "Some Sex" but I think it is closer to "Some Sex, on the way to "Much Sex."