Archie and I got on splendidly, better, in fact, than most married couples we knew. The fons et origo of most troubles seemed to be jealousy, and as Archie had as little interest in fucking me as I had in being fucked by him, all went off rather well. It was always a joy to welcome his Mama, Lady Cecily, to our Hampshire home, because she was always so nice...
"You are so much kinder to me and the staff Lady Pixie, so we're delighted that her Ladyship is leaving you in charge this weekend." I felt a little flutter at her praise: "Why Annie, that's a sweet thing to say. It's just that Mama and Lady Flora take a more traditional view of these things." "Well Ma'am you are in charge now. Shall I give the cook order...
Hey readers :-) Please please please forgive me, I promise I'll make it up to you guys one way or another. Now, someone asked me what inspired me to write this story. Like the rest of my stories, in my dreams and music. Yep, you heard right. I dreamt most of my stories, and music that somehow relates to the dream inspired me even more. In this case, it was...
Chapter 3: Tiffany's Ride Hello and welcome to my readers, my thanks to you for your votes, personal comments and e-mails on my previous stories. You may wish to read the preceding chapters of 'Coming Clean' to familiarize yourself with the characters portrayed here. Thanks also to Stella Omega for permission to include her characters Gloria and Jessamine i...
Cory dresses for the hunt. She's hot and she wants action tonight. Black denim, black silk blouse, silver rings, dark hair slicked back. The face is pale, almost deadly enough to make a femme tremble. Cory wants them wetting their pants when she walks into the bar. She wants a slender blonde with pink nipples and a pale white ass. As she imagines the blonde,...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 10 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MAKING UP FOR NEGLECTING 9 I felt bad for 9 since I had spent...
"That bitch has gone too far!" Queen Catherine fumed. She slammed her bedchamber door closed and crossed to the massive looking glass that hung on the far wall. Examining her face, she saw few lines and her hair was still dark as a raven's wing. "How dare she tell me I'm old!" She stared at her reflection without seeing it as she replayed the previous ten mi...
Today was Lilliana's happiest day of her life. As a single cow demihuman mother of five, Lilliana's life was strained and difficult. Now, all that hard work paid off as a tear ran own her cheek watching her oldest finally go up the stage to receive her Adventurer diploma. The crowd cheered as the group of new adventurers stood by the podium. The cow demihuma...
The word yoga actually means "to join together." Obviously, this is very appropriate when discussing yoga and its connection to sex. Traditionally, Tantra followers viewed sexual connections as the ultimate form of yoga. Traditionally, many Tantrics practiced hatha yoga in the nude. This was partly just for convenience's sake, simply to allow unrestricted f...
Part one is a little long because I'm trying to set up the story for the rest of the series. Thanks for your patience. Enjoy. * April muttered an oath under her breath as she pushed through the huge, glass double doors of Dupree Enterprises. Her plane arrived in New Orleans two hours late and, therefore, left her no time to change clothes, let alone fine a...