Hello readers, Here's a short story inspired by B., my #1 fan. Hope you'll like it! Enjoy! Xoxo ************** The return of my Queen. My Queen hasn't touched me for days. Not that I was punished or anything. She was away on a business trip. Before leaving, she gave me a bunch of instructions to follow in her absence, among them, complete abstinence...
Madame Rochement was very pleased with herself as she viewed the four beauties kneeling in full curtsy before Queen Eleanor. The ivory whiteness of their swanlike necks, the unblemished smoothness of their bared shoulders, the deep cleavage of their décolletage, all forecast the beauty of their faces, hidden from the queen by the full bow of those necks. Mad...
I was trying to decide what I wanted to do. I was in a strange city somewhere in Texas. I was headed to San Antonio to see my friend. I was tired of driving and I would finish the drive the next morning. I wasn't expected till the afternoon anyways. I saw a sign for a bar. On the marquee read XL wet t-shirt contest. I decided that could be interesting, so I...
Making the best of an otherwise dull day. * Other Mistress and Charlotte stories for your enjoyment Girl Friday Kitten With Benefits Maid's Day Off A Beautiful Night Charlotte's Opening Day Best Laid Plans Charlotte's Secret Recipe Charlotte's Jazzy Halloween Tina's Plea Bargain The Third Wheel Charlotte's Summer Vacation It's a Gift Juliet's Play Date...
Lesbian woman steps out of the closet and finds love. * Alone with her thoughts of making love to another woman, kissing her, touching her, feeling her, holding her, being kissed and touched by her, Janice's frustration with her lack of a sexual life was unbearable. She didn't want to spend, yet, another summer alone. Whenever she wished she could have hot...
Awakening in a bed, slightly softer than you remember, there is no doubt in your mind that what you experienced in the night wasn't just a dream. At least part of your wish was granted because where you once had the plain chest of an man you now had a beautiful pair of breasts. Excitedly you grab the tablet next to your bed and search for "Human reprodu...
As I kissed the Great Queen, I was consumed by a fire I had felt only once before. It was not just the eroticism of her intoxicating person - I knew all about that sort of thing, and also the difference between it and love, and how easy it was to persuade oneself that the one must entail the other. This was more akin to my lost Ana. My heart had mourned her,...
West of France, 13th century... Martine wanted the usual morning ritual of lectures, dance practice, and boring lessons to start, but she knew it was not to happen today. Today was when she was to be informed of her duty. For many months she had gone through the same routine with about a dozen other girls. She looked around the ornately decorated room at th...
Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 15, Part 2...Queen Ann Boleyn conceives a Prince (second part of Isolde meets Ann Boleyn) The morning air was very still as the Queen and I lay with our bodies intertwined. The sweet smell of baking apples simmering in sugar was wafting through the air. The Viscount and the courtier were gone, leaving sticky remains of o...
I didn't really understand the meaning of the word until I met her. It was a casual encounter. Out with friends, having drinks on a Thursday evening. She was a friend of a friend and I was immediately drawn to her....unsure why, but curious, we began to talk. A few glasses of wine later, inhibitions started to relax, we began to speak candidly, I found mys...