A Victoria and Jacqueline Story Author's Comment: This story is the sequel to "Punished on Valentine's Day". It might be helpful to read it first but it's not necessary to understand this short piece. I hope you enjoy it, and please let me know what you think. Rose. Jacqueline opened her eyes to the early morning light. Victoria was lying almost on top of...
"I'm not complaining about my career," sighed Victoria Brannon to her agent. "But how did I wind up with such a bit part after being invited to audition for all those major roles?" Cecilia Wordsworth smiled in response. "Vicki, dear, you're still a rookie in this business. Internationally-known movie producers like Natalie Fanelli don't generally cast unkno...
Sarah had another successful week of school. She was beginning to accomplish a lot academically. The 18-year-old senior took her academics very seriously and wanted to earn a scholarship to a good university. She also established herself as one of the best athletes in the school. Sarah was a natural born leader, and everyone was impressed by her. School wa...
She came back into the locker for the third time in about 5 minutes. I wondered if she had lost something - but she did not appear to be looking for something she looked like she was searching for someone. I had just put the last of my clothes in my locker and grabbed my towel, when my hair clip fell on the floor. I bent over to pick it and flipped my long b...
Between work and school it had been just another week that seemed endless. This weekend would be different though. I had a full four days off for the Fourth of July. Most 23 year old women would have their bags packed and headed off to some sunny strip of beach somewhere along the Gulf Coast. I, on the other hand, am not most women, my husband had planned on...
The two young women strolled down towards the dark serpentine river Seine, the temperate Parisian night feeling comfortable on their skin. Marie chattered gaily, her eyes gleefully flashing at her lover. Emilie seemed equally excited at the course the evening was taking, and still felt somewhat weak-kneed from the girls' brief, intimate exertions at Bar Ving...
ALL CHARTERS ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS IN THIS WORK OF FICTION ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER. ***** Mrs. Bateman gingerly lead Lua by hand down the long corridor to an uncharted part of the mansion. The expanse of the hall was extraordinarily quiet which meant majority of the house workers had gone home to spend time with their families for the three day weekend....
She was dressed in a short maid uniform, a lesbian slave serving coffee to her Mistress and miss Trixie, one of the eighteen year old students that her Mistress tutored. As Dina poured the coffee, her arm seemed to give way suddenly and the saucer tipped, spilling coffee in miss Trixie's lap. It was hot and soaked the clothes that covered the young girl's th...
"What a beautiful sight!" Molly Ingles immediately hit the brakes on the tow-truck she was driving to make certain that what she thought she saw she was really seeing! Yes, there up ahead on the lonely stretch of highway here in rural Nevada was a car parked on the side of the road with its hood up --- nothing particularly beautiful about that --- but chec...
I went to college in another state; I just wanted to get as far away from home as I could. My parents were very old fashioned and straight laced. They expected me to be the same and I guess I was to some extent but not as bad as them. All my life I was dragged to church every time the doors were open. When I received scholarships from several different colle...