The wedding party retired to the ballroom and I followed with them. I was not acquainted with the other guests, but soon I became friendly with a striking French woman seated to my left at dinner. Mid-thirties, refined, warm and engaging, she was by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and we were soon talking like old friends. Her glossy black mane...
I managed to catch my breath, but it wasn't easy. I was in her arms, shaking, feeling the lingering effects of a moment unlike anything I'd experienced before. My dress was gathered around my waist. My ass, my legs, my cunt were all exposed. I was standing there in the arms of a woman with whom I'd barely spoken a dozen sentences. And I'd just cum, without r...
Calliope explained that there had been a fresh influx of slaves at the market, and that she liked to choose those for the Seraglio; she suggested that I might enjoy the trip, saying it would be a treat. Since arriving in Istanbul, I had not left the Topkapi Palace. As it was the size of the village I had spent my life in, plus some, that was not quite the h...
Miss Pauline was the Hawley children's new governess. She had been hired to tutor young David and Hannah, but when the children's parents were gone over the weekend, it was the teenage girl Simone who asked if she could sleep in Pauline's bed. Simone still got nervous when her father left the house. Miss Pauline had been quietly observing Simone in the mont...
I'd like to thank azure_skies and robertreams for editing and providing advice with my writing. * When I was younger we lived in a small town that hosted the county fair. My parents would take my little sister and I to see the animals, ride the various amusements, and to see the homemade items that county fairs are famous for. We looked at all the huge ve...
CHAPTER 1 I was having a really shitty day. My job can be really shitty. Most of the time I enjoy it, but that day, I had been up to my neck in shit. Like most engineers I spend most of my time in front of a computer, but some days you have to get your hands dirty. Shit happens, and Victorian sewers burst and collapse. Shit certainly happened that day. The...
Author's Note: As the title suggests, this story picks up from A Date With The Devil. It also includes a degree of male/female sex and unholy acts, which some people may find disturbing. ***** Chapter Nine (Saturday 5th June 2010) Mary Rose had sailed through her Friday evening function with great aplomb. Well, visibly she had. None of the other attende...
It had gotten hot in the evenings, now. Wind poured through the open windows and screen door, and all it served to do was rustle up the newspaper sitting on the kitchen table and spread a shock of heat through the room. There was no cool refreshing breeze to this summer wind. Half past seven o'clock, and the sun still hadn't relinquished its hold over the ea...
It was a very hot day and she was just out for a drive. She was finally divorced from Michael and was wondering how she should celebrate. She had no particular place she wanted to go and just decided to drive as far as she could go. She wanted to get away from it all, the noise, the job, the traffic and the city. Her marriage to Michael was over. She wanted...
CHAPTER SIX (July 2002) Heather and Ingrid started their travels almost immediately after their Finals, taking the ferry from Portsmouth to Cherbourg, then spending one night in a posh hotel in Caen before setting out for real. The ground rules for that opening, European stage of their world tour were simple. Money wasn't particularly a problem but they we...