Dear Jenny: You asked for my story of way back then: how did I survive, how did I find strength and acceptance? How did I find love? Yes, I'll tell you, Jenny. You've a right to know, and from what you've written to me about your life now, you need to know. I'm including the intimate, naughty bits, because they're part of the story, part of who Annie and I...
It was a rainy day. I woke up and strolled lazily to the window. Yawning, I stared out at the leaves as the water washed the dust off and the pitter patter of the rain drops took me back to the monsoons i spent at my family's house in the country. Oh! The sweet smell of coffee! Mixing with the fragrance of wet mud... I take a deep breath, pushing my chest...
Let It Rain: Conclusion Jennifer stared at Lynn gape jawed. The highly intuitive girl was temporarily speechless and it was readily apparent to me that she was as clueless about Lynn's feelings as I was. "...it was the summer before senior year...you were at our house swimming almost every day and...well...the way you looked at me and Tara...I just...shit...
Introduction In The first part of this story we followed the start of Sally Havery's career at The House of Octavia. Sally started work in the research department, helping to develop a new range of perfumes with aphrodisiac qualities. She was seduced by the mysterious Countess Octavia and gifted a special custom-made perfume. Now read on: * The sun strea...
This story was written for the following prompt: "A tutor can't wait to start their new job at the palace - until they find out that their duties are to teach the princess how to give blowjobs." Contains: a magical sensation-transmitting strap-on. I picked at the edge of my simple blue dress, standing awkwardly in the hallway. I felt very, very out of pl...
Gyllen was getting ready in his bedroom in order to pay Min a quick visit. It was earlier than usual for him to be going out, meaning many more possibilities for him to be caught but he was confident enough in his stealth abilities at this point. The prince was just adding the finishing touches to his rather slutty disguise by lengthening his eyelashes with...
I asked her for her hand. She looked at me in surprise. I said, "I won't do anything. I promise. I'd never do anything without your consent, my darling. Please, your hand in mine." With that Eden's face began to ease, and she placed her hand in mine. I held her hand for a long time. The power of her fingers lingering with mine, was so intense, I almost shut...
The Letter T is chapter 3 of my ongoing erotica "Remembering the Alphabet". The Letter T When I met T she was perhaps the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. But in all honesty I was 16, at college, and a little more impressionable than I am now. Even so I can't deny I was immediately attracted to her. We were taking different classes but met through...
Sarah stared at the ceiling, motionless. A few feet away, out of the corner of her eye, she could see Lisa getting back into her own bed. The tall, lean brunette was settling into the tangle of rumpled covers. Sarah could smell sweat. She could also taste the girl-cum coating her lips and saturating her tongue. Sarah had just been raped. This was, techni...
So, I thought, this is how it ends. And yet the day had begun so promisingly. With Ayesha, who had been sent to spy on my Sapphic activity by the Imams, compromised into silence by Jess's forceful introduction to its delights, and Princess Damila satisfied by the Sultan and myself, we had shored up the strategy of supporting the Al-Amadin clan, provided th...