Jess came to my couch. I had told Calliope, my patroness and mother of the Sultan, of my design, and she had offered me the inner sanctum, where no eunuch ever came. That was typical of her generosity to me. I had brought her much pleasure, and she was unselfish in allowing me to have some of my own. She had bought Jess for me at the slave market. She had...
With my first conscious thought, I became aware of the sun on my face. It was streaming through the thin curtains of my bedroom as it did every morning this time of year. I knew my alarm wouldn't go off for a little bit yet but I didn't mind. I turned, stretching, the slick sheet sliding across my sensitive nipples. There was a weight and movement in the b...
When Lauren arrived back in the house Renee was dressed and ready to go to work. She asked about the trouble at the restaurant but Lauren wouldn't talk about it. All she said was that it was a conflict and it's been resolved. Renee let it drop as she prepared their lunch. Lauren noticed Renee seemed to be a bit quieter than normal. She thought it must have...
Pam Slater had never been interested in women until she met Yuki Nagaku, the new student teacher. It was teacher orientation, a week before the school year began. The day began with a group meeting in the school cafeteria. Pam was in line for the coffee urn, when someone said, "Hello, Mrs. Slater." The speaker was a young Asian woman in her early 20s. She...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. Also, if you are looking for a stroke story, this probably is not it. This is a fairly long one with a minimum amount of sex in it. *.* Terri Tric...
I sent a text to Giselle Saturday morning after a sleepless night regarding a follow-up appointment. After feeding and changing Char, Daniel and I went about our usual Saturday routine of chores and grocery shopping. During our errands, I kept wondering when and if Giselle would text back. It wasn't until late Monday morning that I received a text asking me...
As always everyone in the story is well over 18 and there are things in here that some will find icky...check the tags and read at your own risk. ***** While Madame left the room to consider which of Helga's requests would be granted with my body I welcomed the much-needed break. I immediately headed for Sir, so anxious to see what he was thinking. Jeanne...
When you meet the right person, you can allow yourself to fall knowing that they will catch you... Emerging from the Taiwanese drink shop holding a purple taro shake in one hand while grabbing her sunglasses from her shirt collar with the other, CJ quickly shields her green eyes from the bright sun as her cell phone buzzes to life inside her pocket. Answeri...
"Ms. Wyman?" the receptionist called out. Jolene got up and raised her hand. "Please follow me," the receptionist instructed. Jolene walked behind her, her high heels clacking on the tile floor. She tried to straighten out her suit, feeling nervous a the possible diagnosis. The receptionist led her into an office, where Jolene took a seat in front of the...
*This work is purely fiction, or something like that. Based upon a dream i had involving a very close Friend of mine ~blows kisses to Her~. Names were altered to give Her the privacy She deserves, but published for mostly Her enjoyment. Enjoy!* ~*the kitten*~ An unexpected yet pleasant surprise. Star absently brushed at her jeans, to rid herself of invisib...