Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
"Felicity Carruthers?" The voice spoke with elegance and poise, and Felicity felt slightly inadequate as she looked up from her book at the dark-haired woman who spoke. Something about the air of quiet confidence and authority in her stance reminded Felicity indefinably of her mother--and her grandmother, and her mother's friends, and a whole lifetime of her...
Astrid looked across the room at her son illuminated by the fire but obscured by the mist of its smoke. She hoped he wouldn't wake up and wonder what his parents were doing on the straw mattress opposite. Not that he wasn't used to the lovemaking Thorvald and she enjoyed together, especially after the long night of feasting that led to this moment of passion...
A few days later, the slut in her won over the demure spiritual Vijaya and she called Kamesh – he was waiting and the next thing – well, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor. Kamesh's floor, Vijaya was excited and the heart beat was beyond limits, it was several days after the evening she and Ajay had spent with Kamesh watching those dirty tapes. She h...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. There are no underage characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. * Laura travels to Vermont to be with her lesbian lover, Elizabeth. It all started when Liz kissed her at a cocktail party in Manhattan. It all started when Liz invited her to spend the weekend with her a...
The box was in the closet. I knew it was there. I was home when it was delivered. It was bigger than I thought it would be and now it was sitting in the bottom of the closet. I couldn't get my mind off of it. Amanda never actually said what was in the box but I knew. I was there when she ordered it. Hell I even had to be measured for it. Yesterday I had wal...
It has been a very stressful couple of weeks, working nonstop to make up for the time lost during the quarantine. The world is slowly starting to come out of it gradually relaxing the restriction in order to allow things to get back to normal, whichever new normal that would be. Here I was in my tiny office typing away at my keyboard, my eyes glued to the sc...
Authors note: I seriously want to thank Wax Philosophical for supplying the scenario featured in this story, for supplying the superb title and for the loan of Natasha and Charlotte. I hope I managed to do them justice. ATM. ***** A Night at the Opera As they entered the dining room of the Hôtel Regina Louvre, Alex glanced at Zabina. She looked beauti...
I wake up a little flushed, a bit dry mouthed and very, very horny. Highlights of the red hot dream I just had are swimming in and out of my memory, dwindling frustratingly fast, but the pulsing of my swollen clit is strong, so strong I have to check the position of both hands. Thoroughly expecting the fingers of my right hand to be buried deep inside me, my...
As I reach the door I let out a sigh as I prepared to enter a new chapter of depravity in what my life had become. It all started a few months ago when Susan, the friend of my then best friends boyfriend, invited us to a party. The only catch, I had to be the date for Susan's cousin Nicole. I never really liked David and not just because he came between me a...