Oral Sex Stories

A Story in the Middlebury Chronicles Universe
A young woman loses the ability to control her sexuality. This leads to a lot of mental conflict, and great deal of pleasure. It also leads to some major changes in her life. There is one rough sex scene in this story. But I don't go into a lot of detail and it is not a large part of the story. There is also one brief ws scene, just so we can really get to hate the guy we need to hate. To those people that have written to complain that I am mellowing, I know. I apologize. I'll work on it.

A son finds a way to work out his mother's frustrations. NOTE: This story is a lot slower than my other works, much more tender. Its (intended) progress is petting (Ch.1), oral sex (Ch.2), then finally actual sex (Ch.3). It has been written with an overwhelming amount of help from one of my readers, and is intended for her eyes first- but not, with her blessings, her eyes only ;) **UPDATE: I have recorded this story in audio format. Links are at the end of the story.** / (Reviews)

Young Sex in the Sixties
Katie was cute and she was a friend but she had a dark family secret. A story of teen romance and sexual discovery in the early sixties.

Leanne gets a bit more than she bargained for, but no complaints.

His older brother left the farm leaving him to be his parents' only help. What will his mother do to keep him from leaving?

A hot, horny teen is reunited with her handsome father after her mother remarries. Tiana and Dave, her dad, are now living on their own with no one to come between them.

A story in the Connor Family Universe
The Connor kids, Jacob and Bridget, are all grown up. See them enter a brave new world. The Marriage Extension Act (MEA) has made polyamorous marriages legal and the US Supreme Court has declared public sex a Right of Expression under the First Amendment. This is a world where life extending anagathics ensure that anyone who can afford the two million dollar price tag can live to a healthy century and more. Still growing up a Connor means there be plenty family play no matter the generation.

It was the 'Miss' that swung it, of course. If he'd asked, 'How much, Ma'am' or simply, 'How much', then I might have just walked away, but it was a while since I'd been called Miss and I liked it. A lot.