1923, Vienna They had boarded the Night Train in Vienna and were now on their way to Istanbul. To the unsuspecting passengers they were just two young travelling companions, daughter of diplomats maybe on their way to some grand occasion at the end of Europe. But they were quite a bit more. Aniela, a polish girl in her early twenties and Daiya a Japanese gi...
The day was getting long. Kate sat and stared out the window. Richmond was not the city it had been four years ago. She remembered with a smile the days before the war. When gentlemen from both the north and the south came to seek her talents. Not just smelly soldiers with nothing more in their pockets than useless Confederate script. She remembered being pa...
An Episode of the Babe-a-lon Series: Obedience and Desire Caroline was a "daddy's girl." From early in her life, she had a man wrapped around her little finger. She had many different ways to manipulate her father into giving her exactly what she wanted. Her mother's objections and attempts at bringing her daughter under control were mere obstacles to Carol...
Historical note: In the Victorian period it was medical opinion that many young women suffered from a condition called hysteria, which could be relieved by stimulation of the vagina. Doctors administered this 'treatment' but found it rather tiring. The need for stimulation without too much effort led to the invention of the steam powered mechanical vibrator...
A former partner had told me, after he had finished with me sexually (which was long after he was done with me emotionally), that I was in desperate need of lessons in seduction. Realising he did not plan to teach me what I was lacking, I sought another arena. A destitute writer, living off the 'artiste grant' kindly supplied by my parents (who thought me to...
For six months it was perfect. Nikki and I did everything together. We were poor, but we shared everything, and we were happy. I actually liked that she bought me sexy clothing, and was happy to femme it to the max when we were at home, but increasingly felt she was pushing for me to be someone I wasn't. It's one thing to play the slut in the bedroom, quite...
She was beautiful, she had long hair and legs, she wore a black corset, and a short skirt. The skirt was just short enough to show off the lacy end of the stockings. Her long blond hair has fell behind her back. The corset perfectly highlighted her soft breasts, tiny waist and hips. Her light skin and red lips completed her erotic look. Her fingernails were...
This is for the ladies. This story is very different than my last. This is a romance. So you macho "wimp haters" don't waste your time reading this. I tried to get in touch with my feminine side while writing this one. It is for the female reader. I hope it is good. I really want some feedback from the ladies on this little tale. She was so nervous that her...
Part 1: I walked through town, on my way to meet up with Pearly at the Grand Bar and Hotel. I was excited, a little nervous. I walked slowly and "browsed" in storefronts without registering the t-shirts and caps for sell. A car passed on the main street; some friends honked and waved as they drove, startling me from my anxious thoughts of sex. "Hi, hi" I wa...
Chapter 1: Anniversary Present "Happy Anniversary Savannah," I said in the sultriest voice that I could muster. I had just pushed open the door to the master bathroom and stepped gingerly out into the bedroom itself. My heart was hammering in my chest and my head felt a little light. But not for the reasons that I'd wanted. I didn't feel the excitement I'd...