19 comments for “Mister Charles & the Gold Digger

  1. Harry
    May 5, 2014 at 2:42 am

    Love it….

  2. Anastaria
    July 6, 2014 at 4:52 pm

    your skill is impressive woman, i found this arousing where i thought i would be disgusted and mortified. i should know better by now, having read so much of your work, but you never cease to amazing me

  3. happyforit
    July 8, 2014 at 4:03 am

    Wow! Had me going feeling things I shouldn’t. Shame on you. Enjoyed it immensely!

  4. Alex
    November 12, 2015 at 12:55 pm

    Not what I was expecting, but now I want to get lost in the story all over again.

  5. JudyLee
    January 5, 2016 at 5:09 pm

    Good story. A brief glimpse into their lives. Thank you.
    Judy

  6. SassySmartAndEverythingYoureNot
    January 31, 2016 at 2:28 am

    Now, this is skill. . .
    He’s Seventy-ish and I like him. That’s never happened before.

  7. maribelle
    July 20, 2016 at 11:02 am

    Wow. Story after story, elements that never interested me and I never thought they would, and I’m squirming in my seat.

  8. Lisa
    July 24, 2016 at 1:03 am

    Wonderful story, definitely one of my favourites!

  9. michele
    July 25, 2016 at 3:32 pm

    Thank you very much for allowing myself and others to read your stories. I have read a few and think they make excellent “bed time stories”. They are well thought out and written. The attached tags are appreciated as they guide me to preferred subject matters.

  10. Natalie
    November 12, 2016 at 2:51 am

    Most of the erotica available out there is about people fucking each other like rabbits. But your writing is one that realises what sex is about. It truly potrays it for as beautiful an art as it is. Your words and style of writing is such that it can really surprise the reader to find themselves turned on by something that most, or they themselves, might even find disgusting. You made having sex with an octopus sound sexy, and that says a lot about your work.

  11. Morgan
    February 23, 2017 at 12:14 pm

    I have to say, I truly love your writing I would say your style goes beyond just erotica. I don’t like most erotica because the style or the writing is just too bad for me to enjoy reading it I usually just end up being annoyed. Thanks for writing these I hope you continue! You have some quality story telling with a bit of a twist.

  12. March 16, 2017 at 3:50 am

    Truly wonderful! Got me right in the mood for a bit of “fun”‘ with my husband!

  13. Nat
    May 31, 2017 at 11:06 am

    I enjoyed the skill of the writer. I really enjoy literate pornography that is graphic but capable of being subtle at times too and this story had those elements..

  14. M
    June 3, 2017 at 1:21 am

    I’ve been hot for days since I discovered your writing. And it’s nothing to do with the weather! Wonderful – keep it coming (:-).

  15. Denny
    June 6, 2017 at 6:52 am

    I enjoyed this story immensely! Mainly because, I am an older man, with a younger woman! Only difference being, we switch rolls!

  16. Martin
    June 14, 2017 at 7:23 pm

    That is just so vivid – I can feel the warmth of the sun and the heat of their passion coming at me right out of the screen

  17. John
    July 9, 2017 at 9:18 am

    I thoroughly enjoyed this story. It brought back a flood of memories when as a younger man, I was involved with an older woman. Our roles were reversed and I was the Dom. You brought me back to the best time of my life.

  18. Sls
    September 19, 2017 at 7:21 pm

    Not bad, not my favorite by any means, but not bad. When I was seventeen, I helped work cattle for a man in his eighties. He was in a wheelchair and unable to care for his animals.
    His wife was twentytwo years his junior, she complained that he forced her to have oral sex several times a day. Being too polite, I never made further reply than to say “Oh! Dear, you poor thing!”. I could imagine what may have happened if I had challenged him to teach me how one controls a woman in such a way. She may well have found herself servicing the vigorous young farm hand. At that time of life a withered older woman would have been as welcome as any other warm port in which to shelter. As it stood I would go to the house and she would make the same claimes most days, often going into detail on just how long such tasks took how many times she had had to perform the day before how recently she had been tasked to satisfy him and how hard it was on her to deal with his wheelchair. Once she even said that I had interrupted them and complained that she would be starting over when I left the house and that I should take my time with the cows so that she could get through before I returned.

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