Reluctant Stories

A "Delights" novel
Part of the Kobekistan universe
To celebrate the tenth anniversary of his accession the Emir would be pleased to accept a new concubine into the Golden Palace harem and create for her a title, Special Concubine. There would be a series of semi-public tests of all the candidates. The top four entrants would participate in the semi-finals during which marks would be added for the Emir`s pleasure during her public defloration. Finally, the two top women would each spend a night with the Emir and the winner would be announced.

Meet a stranger in a pool. Exhibit self and her and in a party. Nude dare leads to more exhibits and sex.

A Pathways to Submission Story
Sally is a young woman looking for a new job. A chance meeting on a crowded bus introduces her to Penelope, a professional dominatrix. Penelope needs an assistant, and although Sally is naturally submissive and not ideal what Penelope wants, she asks Sally to call her. Sally is soon in Penelope's thrall.

This is the story of how helping my daughter, Katie, keep her vow to remain chaste until marriage led me to violate my own sacred marriage vows. One decision led to another as I descended, bit by bit and drop by drop, from being a moral and faithful wife to committing adultery by fucking Katie's 17 year-old boyfriend in our marital bed – all right in front of Katie.

Ted is a dirty old man who uses his big Nikon camera to convince teen girls to come to his studio for photo shoots, where he can take advantage of them and satisfy his desire to fuck multiple nubile young teens.

Twins have a church required mission to perform. Mom decides the whole family should go to Mexico and save the "heathens". The natives are restless and Mom's idea goes bad quickly. The natives think her daughters are ready to have children and enroll them in a special sex school. The girls learn it all, and then some. Mom finds out the hard way and demands justice, but ends up as a "student" also.

Stories of the police fucking shit up.

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Redwood Estate as I patrolled the neighborhood, the call for a "disturbance" involving two young women ringing in my ears. At first, I thought it was nothing—just a couple of kids making noise. But when I arrived, my heart skipped. Two identical girls, standing naked in the street, explained it was their family's tradition. The law had an exception for cultural practices, and there was nothing I could do.