10 In Vicki While you read this part of the story, listen to: Ommadawn by Mike Oldfield Of course I was in love with Vicki. What I didn't realize at first was that it was a game for her, a game like so many games she played, or that were played with her. The deception became clear by summer. Vicki had been with us for more than a year and, uh, well,...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is a work of fiction and all the characters are completely fictional. In particu...
A deep groan escaped my lips as the corset dug into my stomach as I leaned forward to exit my car. Straightening up, I breathe a sigh of relief as the corset returned to its natural shape. Rubbing my hands over my sides I reach gown to grasp the hem of the skirt and wiggle to pull it back over my ass. Nicole loved to dress me in revealing outfits and my cu...
Chapter 3 – Mystery Treat Two months had passed since my first experience with Jenny and rubber. Jenny had moved across the hall to be with me in my bedroom and the rubber clothes, no longer hidden in their bag, now had pride of place in her former wardrobe. We had repeated our love making many times and Jenny had introduced me to the joys of a few more o...
"I see Lauren." "Where?" "To your left. She's sitting at the red sofa with Melanie." "Melanie is friends with Lauren too?!" Wendy was a bit shocked. With one arm draped around Wendy's shoulder, Sarah gave the corner of Wendy's glossy lavender lips a kiss, then whispered into her ear, "Wendy, now is your best chance to seduce Lauren." Wendy looked at the...
Chapter 1 – Discovery and Exploration My name is Katharine, or Katie. I'm 26, live in London and work in advertising. What I am about to describe is a tumultuous period of just a few months earlier this year during which my life turned in a completely new direction and an established friendship grew in an unexpected and exciting way. I own a rather nice ap...
I was seriously bored. Don't get me wrong, I loved my wife, Sarah, and being her little housewife was an erotic treat. I loved outfits with short skirts and briefer briefs, and the hot sex was wonderful. I enjoyed the writing, and the Agent liked the historical novel series I was producing; but I was bored. I blamed the Government. Six months earlier, the D...
Author's note: As you can probably figure out yourselves, English is not my mother tongue, so please don't be too harsh with criticism on that front. Constructive criticism on the storyline is always welcome. ***** On the outside, the hotel looked traditional, as if it was a small, family-owned business in the outskirts of the town. It even had a front de...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen. It may seem a little slow to get going, as I've attempted to explore the girl's feelings as she takes her first steps into Lesbian love, and is then taken into willing slavery. 'Can I help you, Sonny?' had said a gruff voice from behind the market stall. That did it. Just past my eighteenth birthday, and the combinat...
I arrived at Passionella HQ at 6 pm as agreed and the building was already buzzing with excitement. The company's senior management in the desirable form of Linda, Charlotte and Emma were organising caterers, furniture and each other in equal shares but each took the time to give me a peck on both cheeks. I was ushered into Yellow private room to change and...