I was late, dammit! Any other morning but this one. I ran into the station just as they were announcing the departure of the train. I scrambled through the barrier thankful that at least I already had my ticket. It was just starting to move as I managed to open the door. I flung my overnight bag on board and climbed in after it. I slammed it shut after me an...
I went to a very exclusive boarding school with a very unusual secret that not many people know about (including the parents). Up until the sixth form everything was very normal, the standard lessons and exams and school dramas. Everything changed in the sixth form, which was housed in a separate building, at the back of the campus, the other side of the s...
This is a fictional story suggested by a news article—"Ripped from the headlines"—as some television programs say. The names here are not taken from any actual person, living or dead. Chapter 1 There was a time when I wasn't a quiet, uncommunicative person, but I had a hard time remembering that far back, it was so long ago. My ten year old brother, Matthe...
Author's note: First of all, let me thank everyone who commented on my first story. I do so appreciate your thoughts. My stories are plot driven, so if this is your first exposure to the Erotic Adventures of Lenore, I suggest you read the first story in the series. Finally, if you enjoy my stories, please take a few moments and vote. Thanks! ***** I kis...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you're asking the wrong question, if you don't mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long? Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself...
_______________________ She rose with me, riding the orgasm on me, not letting her contact go. I cried out her name as the waves hit, and eventually, I was muttering inaudibly as the orgasm subsided. She kept her tongue against me, nuzzling gently, a grin formed on her face. When it seemed I had finished panting she looked up at me, my juice dribbling down...
Lauren mumbled a hushed curse as another stick of charcoal snapped in her slender fingers. After she blew the scattered pieces off of her piece Lauren brushed her hair out of her eyes she only added a charcoal smudge to the number of patches that continuously made their way over her pale face. Lauren paused to admire the chalk and charcoal drawing of a cat...
[Thank you to everyone who has commented and sent feedback to me on this series. I realise the last update was quite some time ago so people probably have moved on but after reading some of the comments I wanted to add one final addition. There isn't much sex in this just as a heads up!] ***** "Have you pinched my Glossier dew drops?!" Lauren shouted from...
Everyone sexually active in this chapter are 18 and above. ****** Background story on Anna- Her name was Annabelle. She was a sweet girl, with a tragic story. Her parents died of a car crash when she was only 5 and when she had no where else to go, she was sent to juvie. Not long after, she was placed in the foster care system where she will be shipped of...
Racking my brain, trying to figure out which of my wife Susan's fantasies she referred to after a glorious romp, when she asked me, "Want to know what I fantasize about when we're fucking?" Of course I do, but the kicker was the "No, if I told you what it was, I'm afraid you might want to try it." What the hell is there to be afraid of here??? I knew her...