Oral Sex Stories

After his 'meeting' with the Consort Sha'ira, The Commander gets targeted by the other women of his crew.

Melissa is a pixie – small, blonde, busty, hot, and mischievous, especially when it comes to her sex life. She has to be different too – a contrarian. Doug loves the Pixie, and then endures her adventures long into adulthood – many sexual, and including a collection of interesting characters added to their loving polyamorous ‘family’ by both of them. They also enjoy an unexpected windfall. 200,000+ words, posted one chapter per week, full book available inexpensively at Bookapy.

My supervisor invites me to spend the weekend with her, her daughter, and one of her daughter's friends at a secluded lake cabin.

Angela left unannounced for Europe 18 months ago, immediately after her private erotic photoshoot with Kevin. (see my story on this site,Under Her Skirt). Kevin hasn't been the same since. He has become a serious student of photography, won a contest and is contemplating making it his new profession. He has taken a trip to Italy to see what its like to be a freelance photographer. He has a great eye for landscapes, buildings and the ladies, especially one in particular.

When his wife's libido goes into overdrive, Kevin's delight is short lived.

A story in the Kaire Universe
A young man is raised with several different species on a planet of abandoned space ships. Together they make their own Clan and built a new type of ship to travel the stars.

A Sarah and Greg Story
Sarah and Greg just got married earlier that day. This is how they spent their evening and night. [For those readers who have not read any of the previous six S&G stories, you need to know that Sarah is a pre-op transgender woman.] (I was originally going to have their entire honeymoon in one story, but it would be another month for me to write and to edit a story that large.)

In classic tennis white -- white shorts, matching tank top, and sneakers -- she was eye catching. Her black shiny hair fell softly around her face. It was thick and I had to resist the urge to run my fingers through the luscious strands. And her glasses were gone. Her dark brown eyes seemed to draw me in like mirrors in reverse; and I decided I wanted to spend hours looking into them.

Logan O'Dell was cut loose at a young age in the late 1880's. This is a portion of his story