Reluctant Stories

Since I wrote 'Lost Wife' I've been think about the stories my wife told me all those years ago. Now I think there was more than a grain of truth in them all. The three guys in the Supermarket car park story was told and re-told a number of times and not all the details matched. Well I have spent some time on this particular story and have put all the elements together and come up with what I think is the best and most accurate account

High school senior Hannah needs money for college. An add promising money for a modelling audition draws her attention. The audition turns out very different from what she expected.

A lovely pubescent virgin troubled by unfamiliar carnal longings, a lonely wood in the gloaming, an elderly protective grandmother no where to be found and a VERY well endowed wolf with the scent of aroused young quim in his nostrils – what could possibly go wrong?

We all remember a favorite teacher, right? In my case, it was Miss Sharon Hawkins, my American History teacher in the eighth grade. She wasn't my favorite because of her dynamic teaching style, or how much fun her class was. No, it was something more personal that made her stand out. (Story codes will be changed as chapters are added)

A wife submits to a horrible man whilst away on holiday.

Jake couldn't help but notice how his sister had grown up, her body blossoming into a work of art. Her breasts were full and perky, her waist narrow, and her hips wide, begging to be gripped as he thrust into her from behind. He'd often catch himself staring at her, his cock hardening as he imagined what she'd feel like wrapped around him, squeezing him tight as he made her come again and again. Jenna was feeling it too, the constant ache between her legs that only seemed to grow worse whenever

The teen age son of the owners of the resort has to babysit the kids of the resort guests. What a real drag, except the kids are all teen age girls. This is a problem??? / (Reviews)

A Story in the Planet Csadia Universe
Jacqui's life was hard as an orphan born in 2093. She went to a number of jobs which she mostly lost for petty theft, or refusing to co-operate with her boss. Along the way she learned to enjoy spanking. Eventually she ended up in jail with a three month sentence for petty theft

An evening at the opera, I stand in the « posti in piedi » to watch la Tosca. A young woman glues her body on mine in the dark. My hands and my fingers explore progressively her nether regions. I play her body and I drive her to climax at the very moment where Floria Tosca screams in despair. Slow. The story becomes hot during the 1st act.