JAX: Stories

"Look Tom, we're both experts in biochemistry, surely we can discover a aphrodisiac or something that we could use on the local female population, you know, for sex without going though some time consuming courtship ritual."

"So tell us," asked Mrs Trent over the brandy, "what you can make people do?" Her question was really about what disgusting things have you made some poor girl do while under my influence, but she was too polite to say it like that.

This ring ruled the world for hundreds of years only to end up on the second hand tray in the jewellers window

I'm nobody, so what does the prettiest girl in the school want with me

My wife and I love your stories on SOL and she especially likes the slut wives ones. I don't know why for she isn't, well I hope she isn't one herself.

the sex secrets of a quiet sea side hotel

God, it was hot, but thankfully, it looked like rain.
"Can't we go out, dear?" Ruth, my pretty wife, asked.
I looked up from my paper to see she had changed out of her jeans and shirt and put on a short denim skirt and a tie up blouse.

I woke up early for it was still dark but I know straight away that it was going to be one of my randy days. Mostly when it comes to sex I can take it or leave it but on my randy days my hormones were all over the place and pushing me onwards to having lots of sex.

It's the first few minutes that are the trickiest, you have to subdue and keep her quiet all at the same time. Once you have done this she is your for as long as it is safe.

She had done the basic training about getting captured, even endured four hours of very rough integration at the hands of her instructor so what was this place all about. She remembered that night clearly and it still made her shiver, she had been stripped naked with a hood over her head and her hands tied behind her back. She had been beaten and intimately fondled while asked what seemed like at the time endless questions.