It was another night in the luxurious house and like every other night he had fallen asleep. Lady Riberi, lay unsatisfied on the queen-sized bed and sighed. Her small but curvy body ached for the sensitive touch of skilled fingertips, thus her new husband failed in his attempt at giving pleasure. She decided to sleep a wink if she could and closed her deep b...
The good thing about the ship from Jaffa to Tilbury was that it was English, which meant that no pirates dared attack us; the English being the greatest of all pirates. The bad thing was that it was a ship. I have always hated sea voyages, and two months on a ship was a foretaste of purgatory, if not the entrance to hell itself. I suppose the fact that I co...
The night ended too soon, but so did the next few. As Bess was the Queen, whatever anyone thought was never conveyed to her, and as no one cared to accuse her of having a Sapphic relationship with the 'little Turk,' our loving relationship developed rapidly, and deeply, across the next weeks. It was clear that Lord Burleigh was not happy, but equally plain...
Melina Wilder hated airplanes. Even the touted luxury of Business Class was torture next to the ecstasy of using her own wings. Unfortunately, she couldn't fly from Vancouver to Ireland without the benefit of a jet. She had been tempted to try it, though. A curse had left her and her siren sisters wingless except under one condition—sexual encounters with o...
"You are so much kinder to me and the staff Lady Pixie, so we're delighted that her Ladyship is leaving you in charge this weekend." I felt a little flutter at her praise: "Why Annie, that's a sweet thing to say. It's just that Mama and Lady Flora take a more traditional view of these things." "Well Ma'am you are in charge now. Shall I give the cook order...
I meant to clean myself up after the best orgasm of my life, but somehow kept coming back to kiss Annie, who fingered my wetness, which made me want to kiss her all the more. As I pulled away for my third attempt to wash my face, she looked at me: "Suck my finger, Pixie." Her gaze held me. My heart skipped a beat, but I did it. I could smell my own girl...
'How the fuck can Sarah have a clue for us? She's almost as vanilla as you, and this Broad is devious.' Miss Sinn was sprawled on the chaise longue, her slit skirt revealing her stocking tops and long, shapely legs. Her silk blouse, with one button more than necessary undone, revealed her dark purple silk bra, which matched, and I could just see her panties...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Chapter 6: The Dragon Lady Part Deux Juliet I touched my fingers to Miss Chowdhury's business card, the one that she had slipped into the inner pocket of my thrift store suit coat as she kissed me adieu. My hand brushed against my still erect nipple as I did, giving me a pleasant,...
"Merciful Heavens, the cold." Trying to not look like I was shivering I approached my destination. The almost impossible scent of the place came to me well before I got to the gate. Roses? More a spring or summer smell than one for the depths of winter. The iron gate, flanked with its columns of white stone, was cold under my hand. I looked at the vines t...
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...