Multiple Partners Stories

Usually when you think of mentoring, you picture an older person passing on their knowledge to a younger person, leading them along their career path. Sometimes it works the other way too, and not just at work but for play too!

A Mel Story
When Mel slides into a booth with two strangers and a wicked grin, she’s not just ordering a drink—she’s setting the night on fire. What starts with flirtation over bourbon ends in a tangle of limbs, tongues, and heat that won’t quit. No narration, no apologies—just three voices, one unforgettable night, and enough sin to make a preacher sweat. Trouble at Table 3 is filthy, fast, and hot.

Teen Marie's mother catches her with cigarettes and gives her an ultimatum. If she wants to keep smoking like a dirty whore, she needs to suck and fuck her stepdad, like a dirty whore.

My cousin and I may be practically sisters but we are very different in many ways. The same could be said for our mothers (except, of course, they WERE sisters). When my Aunt Linda moved in with my dad a few months ago it allowed me to move in with Kristi, saving me a bundle on rent. It soon became clear that things around the house weren't the same with me there instead of my aunt. So what happened when Aunt Linda returned home for a day, supposedly to lay the law down?

1. This is a first draft and needs a lot of editing but I had a load of these stories collected for editing, and I've gotten around to none of them so I just decided to publish them as they are. 2. Samara is a recurring character in most of my stories. She is a tall, thin, elegant, aged futa. Kind of like an aging, elegant sexy siren or a more slender, alien version of Elvira.

A Jamie Story
Clifford interrupts Andrew and Jamie engaged in a nude partita. Illustrated.

This is a fantasy story I have been working on for a while, which has sort of been completed. I have been working on it for quite some time, but as you can tell, it does not yet have a name. I will work on that eventually.

“Ethel’s coming to visit,” my wife Jenny announced to me. “Oh?” I hadn’t seen Ethel for two months, not since I fucked her at the behest of my wife. Jenny was helping her oldest and best friend, recently widowed, recover from long years of isolation and sadness. I had been the chosen instrument, or rather I had the chosen instrument, to re-introduce Ethel to romantic life and sex. “How is she doing?” “Wonderfully! She’s lost most of her extra weight, bought herself a new wardrobe, and is look

A series about sexfights between spellcasters in a fantasy setting.