Feodor Romanov was about as far removed from his namesake and cousin, the Tsar Feodor Ivanovich whom I had met in Moscow, as it was possible to be. Where the latter was gentle, diffident and uncertain, Romanov radiated energy. He was tall, handsome in a severe sort of way, and altogether an impressive figure. But the two men had something in common beyond th...
We set out for the Armenian border in stages. Mel put it about that I was indisposed and needed a rest, which explained my absence from the Grand Serail. I asked myself, again and again, why I was doing this? The plan was to go to war with the Mongol client kingdom, and to exact from the Khan the release of the Jews he held, but something told me this was a...
Grace, so appropriately named, was such a good girl before Robyn came along. So fucking innocent. She was the kind of girl who always had perfect grades and a perfect track record, who attended church every Sunday, and barely wore any makeup except for subtle lip gloss. But then, she met Robyn, with her chipped black nail polish, rock band tees and taste fo...
A little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches...
Shay Connors had everything going for her. She was a young 21 year old woman with a full life ahead of her. She is a stunning blond. She has the most beautiful blue eyes. She six foot tall and very slim. She has large breast and a very huge ass. Shay would make any guy's or girls heart drop. Shay is Bisexual. As I said before she had everything going for...
Monday was a busy day for Jenny, with three classes in widely disparate locations. She spent the day criss-crossing the campus, map in hand, just barely making it in time for each one. By the time she returned to ABD around 5:00 she was wiped out; she crawled onto a couch in the freshman living area and dozed for a half-hour. When she woke up she cracked o...
"What the hell am I doing here?" I asked myself this question for perhaps the tenth time since coming to the club. I wasn't much into live music, except for maybe a good jazz band. But, here I was. Surrounded by a bunch of beautiful twenty somethings. They were laughing it up, having fun and drinking copious amounts of alcohol, shamelessly flirting with eve...
I Opened Her Diary and Read It; Do Not Judge Me; You Don't Know the Story Yet... Part 2 Being with Sam was like entering a dizzying, drunken, Wonderland, where she was the Queen of Hearts, the Mad Hatter and Alice all rolled into one incredibly powerful, pied piper of lust, innocently running through life trailing sparkles of magic bits; and I was high on...
As she began her long way home her heart was heavy with sorrow yet her step was light from her new found love. But she had not discovered the fruit of that tree which grew in the middle of the desert, the only fruit still missing in the Empress' garden. Instead, she had turned the tree back into a woman, losing it forever. But, she had found love, bliss and...
So after my first time playing with Brooke I figured I'd give her a few days to recover. I was pretty sure I had her hooked but didn't want to scare her off. So after about four days I figured it was time, plus the fact I couldn't stop thinking about her wonderful body. So I went about making myself look as cute as possible before rolling into WaWa for my...