As it had every morning for decades on the Right Bank, the aroma of yeast produced by bread baking inside Plaisir et Pain wafted through the cold, humid autumn air. That the boulangerie renowned for its five-pound loaves was located near the hotel where she worked motivated Therese to skip the green bus after exiting the Metro's Madeleine station so that she...
I started to write this in the hope that a publisher may be interested in it. Couldn't find anyone who was but I don't think it's all that bad! This is chapter 1. If people like it then I'll think about carrying on with the writing. Chapter 1. God, how she wished that money wasn't so tight nowadays! She would have liked to have spent a few more weeks look...
Natasha Lexington's heels clicked against the marble floor of the elegant staircase. "Honey, I'd like you to meet Sophia." Dorian said. She swirled her wine glass, silently examining every minute detail of the foreign girl. "This was the most attractive maid you could find?" she said. The words were meant to hurt. She wanted the girl to know who held h...
In her bedroom, Wendy took twenty pictures of herself in sexy lingerie using the high resolution camera of her smartphone. She checked every picture and deleted it if it didn't look good enough before retaking the picture again. Each image was more erotic than the last, going from decent to fully explicit. Her initial reluctance gave way after Wendy told her...
Author's preamble. This story is a product of my imagination. The characters herein are similarly imaginary and any similarity to real people is purely accidental. All sexually active characters are over the age of 18. The story will contain aspects Lesbian sex. If this not to your taste, may I respectfully suggest you look to other stories on the site. It...
My name is Chiku; I am a beautiful black girl from Africa, Nigeria to be precise. When I was 19 years old, my family moved to England. This was a massive change in culture for a young, attractive African girl. Although educated and very well-versed in English, I had always revered English girls. My ancestors had told me stories of colonial life during the...
Author's note: Apologies for the delay in submitting this chapter. Life has been hectic. I would recommend starting with the first two chapters, if you haven't already. It is not my intent or design to offend, so please be aware that this story has been written for adults of a particular kind: it is unlikely to be everyone's cup of tea. I filed this sto...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and as such, any similarities to real people, places or events are strictly coincidental. This work contains graphic depictions of a sexual nature between consenting adults. The story also refers to aspects of sexuality that may be offensive to certain people, such as BDSM, consensual humiliation and lesbian themes. If...
Jenna entered, nervousness and excitement fighting over her heavenly face, biting her lip as she saw Mya sitting on the bed. "Come sit next to me, beautiful. This is where you stay for the time being." She obeyed, keen to be told what to do, to learn. In the candlelight, she was otherworldly in her beauty, Mya taken aback at her luck. Jenna was fidgeting,...
Chapter 3, Later That Day My name is Alison and for the past three months I have been enjoying some incredible experiences. There is a power living in me, nesting in me, which needs to be satisfied. Sometimes it's in control and I don't have full free-will. Sometimes it just gives me direction, and when that happens, its will takes precedence over my own....