Helena and I rode in silence. My thoughts were back in the sacred space where Ana and I had loved so recently. I could still smell her, taste her. I wanted to be with her so badly that I ached. But duty called. My fate was not to be the concubine of the Padishah that those who picked me had planned; no, it was something far stranger, and more strenuous. I...
"I guess a vibrator helps when there's no boyfriend, I've been there myself?" The question came out of the blue, as I sat buttering my toast with Christa. She couldn't help but notice my embarrassment, as I blushed deeply. "Oh god, Becki, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, but I couldn't help overhearing last night." Christa and I had only work...
After bathing, I rested, allowing Lady Emma to get ready for the banquet, and letting Flora and Molly, my two maids, set out my garments for the evening. As it was a State occasion, I wore my most elaborate entari (silk inner robe) with its decorated golden cevberi (belt) and a bejewelled dagger. Over that, I wore my best red silk kaftan, with golden embroi...
With some men it takes time to decide whether you like them or not, but Sir Amias Paulet was in that select band of those one disliked on sight. A narrow mouth, a weak chin hidden by what appeared to be a ginger ferret clinging to it, Queen Mary’s jailer looked like what he was, a narrow-minded Puritan obsessed with the idea that someone, somewhere was havin...
Ana pulled me with her. When we reached the armoury the other women were already donning their war gear. Ana put on her black breastplate over the chain mail and fitted her sword-belt. I felt both ridiculous and redundant. But, wanting to be useful, I grabbed a small bow and several quivers of arrows. Ana explained that somehow the enemy had gained access t...
Just as I was allowing myself to be carried away by my passion for Princess Damila, the distraction in the corner of the room brought me back to the real world. Oblivious to it, the Princess was sucking on my stiff, aching nipple, and she was easing me out of my harem pants, a process I was happily aiding. The feel of her fingers as they slid between my swol...
Kristin and Jenny arrived at the Dean's front door precisely on the dot of 9:00. It was a magnificent home, even older than ABD House, with impeccably manicured gardens maintained by the university. The night had turned cold and they were both chilly despite being bundled up. Kristin rang the doorbell and they stood rubbing their hands together for a few se...
April stood stunned. She wanted to answer, but her heart was racing, her wetness soaking her panties. I should have never worn these light colored Capri's, she thought. Too late now, April, you'll never hide it now. She took a few steps toward Mary France and felt her wetness on the inside of her thighs. "Melissa get you all hot and bothered?.... baby, you...
Uncle Sam sent Lisa's uncle to the Far East, when he returned he was not alone. All characters in this work of fiction, including Kamea who is based on Lisa's aunt, are aged 18 or older. The Bring Back JUNE 1971 Dad served in the Philippines in 1944-45, he brought a funky looking "Papa Nambu" pistol back from the campaign. Uncle Dave was sent to Italy in...
When she asked me if I wanted to play "truth or dare", it seemed a little odd and immature. We were both almost nineteen years old now and we hadn't played that game for years. "So, do you want to play or not?" Tiffany asked again as she kneeled on the corner of the bed. I put my pencil down on my notebook, and just looked at her as I lay there with my bac...