This is my Oscar moment, don't worry though, the music will rush me off quite soon. This story is continued from the first chapter which you really should read to appreciate the story but what the fuck, it's your life, right? (If you haven't read the first chapter, this'll just be an empty, shallow & meaningless fuck, so turn right around & march y...
[Authors Note: The term cunny is prevalent in the anonymous erotic fiction of Edwardian England. It is roughly analogous to the word pussy and is used in this manner. None of my research revealed a similar term that is congruent with the time period of this story, which is late 17th century. If any of my readers know of a less anachronistic term I would grea...
1. Like most online encounters, it started with flirtation and creative writing, at a basic level. Over the weeks, though, it became something more. I felt like my new online domme, Ms. Sabrina, was one of the few who really knew me and the other hidden side of my mind and my life. We began to talk of real life, my recent divorce, the professional career I...
This has been a long story to both research and write for obvious reasons but I would like to think those who have helped with some helpful hints, you know who you are so thank you. It's set in wartime Britain and the only obvious mistake is one of the characters revealing she works for SOE. That was considered a breach of both protocol and national security...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Description of symbols. ' Chapter 1 Professor Huxton marched up and down the aisles, slapping tests down on students' desks as he went. He continued to whine in his high-pitched nasal voice about poor study habits, poor note taking, not following through with th...
"So, Abigail how does it feel to be 19?" her mother asked. "No different than 18, Mom, and thanks for getting me those writing pads for school." "Well, a young lady must be prepared to enter her second year of college. You must plan for when you grow up and enter the world of business." "Mom... really? I told you a million times that I've grown already. I...
Introduction: Hello there, I figure it's been a long time. In my defence, I'd only say that I was taking time to deliver a story worth the wait. You never really know if you have it, but you can't refrain from trying. I hope you enjoy it as much as the previous series. Vani, an elite lawyer by profession, has a dilemma which seems to eat her day in and out....
[Author's note: This is part of a continuous story, it's not really a stand-alone chapter. I recommend reading the parts continuously, and not jumping into it cold.] At the time, kneeling nude in the foyer of our house just before noontime, with her pussy dripping in excited anticipation of the remainder of the day, she mistakenly thought it would just an...
The sharp sting of the slap woke me up. It was hard enough to take any sleepy dullness out of my head but didn't leave my ears ringing. The voice was prickly and cold, "Wake up slut! I want my day started right." I knew where I was. In her bed, between her legs, where, apparently, I'd fallen asleep what felt like an hour ago. Bright sunlight flooded the room...
My most sincere gratitude to LesbianChickLit, as well for her kind words that have been a great deal of help overcoming my doubts about my writing skills as for having agreed to edit this story. ***** CHAPTER I Cloudy Friday. The sky was so dark that it seemed to be mourning and the meager daylight didn't quite reach the window of the small office. Alice...