Gayesha stood outside the Headmistress' office door at the Miss Jones' Academy from which she received a full scholarship to attend and finish her twelfth year of education because, although, she was beautiful, very intelligent, and had great potential to go far in the world, she lived in the small, rural town of Ratnapura, Sri Lanka, where her dad eked out...
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This piece is a complete work of FICTION! It is intended entirely for the purpose of erotic literary entertainment. While certain aspects and names are real, the story is completely fictional and intended for erotic fantasy. Thank you and please enjoy. ~~~ Claudia Ruiz felt like a child on Christmas morning as she ripped off the brightly...
Part 2a: Kate's Story (My thanks goes out to all those who have sent me feedback and letters of encouragement. Your messages have fed my fickle muse and inspired me to keep writing. Thanks again!) Feedback most welcome. ---*--- I had driven straight home after leaving Jenny's house in a state of high excitement - I still couldn't quite believe what had...
Part 3b: Jenny's Story "Oh Kate! Oh God! Oh God!" I whimpered as I writhed in frantic ecstasy. "Oh baby, please let me come! Please! I can't take this anymore!" I begged as my fingers clawed at my restraints and my back arched. Kate smiled as she expertly glided her tongue gently over my throbbing clit and maneuvered the twelve inch jet-black vibrator in my...
Chapter 2: New Roommate For the next few weeks I lived in constant fear. I couldn't believe what I had somehow agreed to and I desperately wanted to get out of it. I was going to allow another woman into our bed? God, it was absolutely crazy. And Savannah had said she already knew of some other girls (how'd she know them, how'd she know they'd be into this?...
Chapter One (Sunday 13th October 2002) Heather woke with a guilty start, wondering where she was and, more to the point, how on earth she'd fallen asleep. Normally sex revitalized her. Normally there was zero chance of her dozing off before it was time for breakfast. Not that last night had been remotely "normal". She chuckled as memory flooded back. She...
Foreword Hello I'm here again, Heather Hunter reporting for duty, ready, willing and able. And please don't worry about me being long-winded this time around. I was extremely nervous when I first put my thoughts down in writing. Tentatively rereading my rashly written Loving Made Easy, it shows. Good grief; doesn't it just! This time that ain't gonna happ...
Lucy couldn't believe who grabbed her hand and was leading her away from her friends. It was Amanda Ashbrooke a model that has been on the cover of magazines and have been on the runway a few times. She wasn't as big as Tyra Banks or Kate Upton but she was a rising star in the modeling industry. She made the sports illustrated swimsuit calendars twice and mo...
It was a cold winter's evening. A Wednesday, seven fourteen. I was curled up on the sofa, my chocolates on the armrest and my hot chocolate on the coffee table, pulled up to be within easy reach. I was getting right into my latest Maeve Binchy novel and as I reached for my third and absolute last until tomorrow chocolate the front door bell rang. The outside...
This story has been brewing for a while and it's only now that I've settled on a time and place, Scotland in 1997. I used the death of Princess Diana as a backdrop to the final scene because it seemed to add some realism to the story. I don't know if there's more to this story but this will have to do for now as I'm working on a new series. ***** There are...