Mabel was a savvy broad. She knew which end was up all right. Her frebbie trip to the hotel room with the French guy was a one way journey. Her DNA and the French guy's DNA made it to heaven all mixed together as they were just on the cusp of orgasmic release when the bomb went off. A very vindictive Angel sends poor Mabel back to Earth as the French talking male to find a female who will love him truly and without reservation. Problem it is in 833AD and life is tricky at best. More to come.
Dave has found the ideal apartment with a lovely view in San Francisco. Even the price tag was so low that he was certain it was a mistake. So when he finds a pretty ghost in his bed in the middle of the night, giving up the apartment never crossed his mind. He finds out that inside the apartment, this tasty female ghost is able to satisfy every one of his kinky demands far beyond his expectations. She even likes to play with his new female co-workers in depraved group sex.
A PARODY of Babysitter Stories that read like wet dreams. It's Hetero and it's got some good'n'nasty sex as it goes along but it's not really 'stroke', although I originally intended it to be.
But the characters wouldn't cooperate. And, like most dreams, it's full of wacky, impossible sh*t!
While surfing porn sites on the internet, Kevin discovers nude pictures of Angela, the cute and hot babe from Accounting. He is shocked, as this is unlike her work persona. Her husband is an arrogant jerk, so he prints off some of the pictures and works up the courage to ask her if she even knows that they are on the net. He never anticipated the results of their meeting.
A Story in the Brother & Sister Love Universe
A nuclear family in present day! The kids go to Catholic Private School and start a discussion between themselves. Some codes refer to later chapters - patience!
A story in the Fantasy Ravishment Universe
Under six escalating red moons, a highborn woman is captured, claimed, and transformed by a brutal orc war-band. From ravishment to willing surrender, from iron rings to molten brands carved through her very heart, she becomes their pierced, squirting, eternally orgasming queen. By the final moon she is no longer human; she is the living red moon itself, a pierced and branded goddess of unending climax who births a new crimson sky from her own endless release.