******************************************** Mansion Lesvos: Canallinctus ******************************************** Kumari's Statement. 6:41 a.m. She stood before me, leaning against the wall. Walking onwards, I could hear her shallow breathing as her big chest rose and fell in frisson. Those downturned eyes she had closed and full curvy lips opened...
It had been a long but enriching day and now, around midnight, she was in a tub of the retreat center's hot springs, feeling the warm water surround her body like amniotic fluid, gazing out at the rolling silhouette of the Berkshires and stars that came almost to the horizon, elbows perched on the edge of the cedar tub, naked legs gently walking in place in...
In this chapter we return to Mei Lin and Stevie as they go on their first date. In researching the background material for this chapter I discovered to my shock that whilst there are plenty of chicken and champagne breakfasts after a balloon flight, there's no brunch. I therefore took a little artistic license and wrote brunch into the story. Stevie rose wh...
This is part of a longer story and you'll enjoy reading it much more if you've read my earlier chapters. * * * * * I rang Kirsten's doorbell at exactly 8:00 pm as agreed, with mixed feelings of both excitement and anticipation. I'd fallen asleep after lunch, a combination of mental tiredness and three large glasses of Shiraz, and had felt confused and diso...
Author's Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. Xanthe leaned over the polished cherry wood counter that constituted the elaborate bar of the gentleman's...
************************************ Mansion Lesvos: Hymen ************************************ Mahila's Diary. 7:03 a.m. I shivered all over. The effect wasn't an aftermath of some cold backwash; no, surely not! No gust of air, not even a whiff, could blow in through the damp stony walls. Her canal was as sealed as any securely plastered rainbow envelops...
It was my first time alone with Claire, my brother Roger's cute fiancée. He met her at a church social, which seemed funny to me because she brought out the raunchiest feelings on my part. It had been a whirlwind courtship, and now the family was getting ready for a June wedding. Claire has a great body -- big tits, a firm ass, and slim legs: the kind of wo...
With her doubts and fears under control, there is nothing to keep her from making love to her rescuer. I was burning up with need and desire for this beautiful woman but she wasn't about to let me love her, With my hands gripping the brass headboard as she demanded, she was making love to my breasts in a way I'd never known, sucking, licking and biting t...
I was working as a cashier in one of the major banks in the city, not very glamorous or exciting but it pays the bills. My friends tell me I should be a model because I am tall and slim with natural good looks, but I am happy as I am. I live in a village on the outskirts of the city, with my 2 dogs and my aging mother who I look after. I love the countryside...
Quite how Angie and Emm, hanging there, limp from orgasms, their backs and asses marked by red stripes, would be able to do what we had planned next, was beyond my comprehension. I just had to hope that they would remain conscious, in the very basic sense of the word; a wider consciousness would be too much to hope for. 'Well, ladies, that was an impressive...