Some men suffer psychological and verbal abuse at the hands of their women. Possessive and dictatorial wives, scheming and manipulative daughters, to name but two sources of domestic discontent. Once in a while the opportunity presents itself to repay these long-tolerated mischiefs. In Doctor Wilson's case that opportunity came sooner rather than later.
A young man looks back at his life and lusts. Considering each of the girls and women he's known, he smiles as memories come to mind, relishing the connection and ecstasy that came with each conquest and every ounce of semen he poured between their legs. And so as his past relationships are recounted to himself and the reader, he only slowly comes to realize that maybe he really is the problem after all. Codes will be added as the story progresses.
Eighteen year old Midge, daughter of Reverend Sommers, wasn't happy with herself, her family or her plain life. With a gorgeous and ripe body and an insatiable sexual appetite, she decided to change all that. So she launched herself into a long journey full of good and sometimes disappointing experiences.
When Peri works on her aunt's ponygirl farm in the summer before college, her compassion urges her to seek out the cute, poor Flower, despite her aunt's constant reminder to steer clear of the ponies. As always, breaking rules has consequences, and poor, compassionate Peri might find out just how hard the life of a ponygirl really is, and that it can be near impossible to leave a path once you stepped on it. Mind the tags.
A story in the Home Schooling Series Don Bradley is a single parent, loving father of Della. She is young and beautiful, he hasn't been with a woman for four years. Della, at fourteen, is feeling the need to explore her new, untried sexuality. There's her boyfriend, Ronnie, of course, but she thinks there's someone better to show her. He does it so well Della has to be home schooled.
My lust for my stepfather seemed to build over the four years since he married my mom. I already had sex with two others and now had my eyes on him as my next conquest. When we found ourselves alone by the pool, the sun wasn't our main source of heat.