Emma rests her head on her arm and watches the clouds drift by. Many days have passed at the estate since her father brought her here, to spend some time with her cousin Audrey. They had played together when they were very young amidst the poplars and the weeping willows. Life was far more exciting in those earlier days. Now each day passes languidly into th...
Mae Darren started with the Charter Banks right out of high school. She was the promoted to the Lead Teller, and for the last five years, the Teller Supervisor by the Bank President Mr. Anaheim. Mae’s husband Frank passed away of a heart attack around the time of her last promotion, and she would drive to her house in Saint Peters many evenings to an empty...
Remembering the groping and teasing she'd given me, I gave a wicked smile to Heather as I picked up the mist blue hose and felt the smooth, soft nylon. I caressed her face with the hose, and delighted in her smile. "We're not robbing banks, you know," She drawled, her voice warm, and softer than the stocking. "So it doesn't go over my head." "Of course it...
This is a work of erotic fiction. It contains graphic sex. If this offends you, don't read it! If you're under 18, get lost. None of these people are real, just little corners of my mind that I sometimes let out to play... - FOR LORI - I see you immediately across the dark, smoky room as I make my way onto the stage, the only female in a crowded room of me...
This story has been long in the making. I've had the idea in the back of my mind fo years now and I finally sat down to feed it and see how it would grow. It as chapters in several different categories, though mostly BDSM, and group. I highly recommend reading in order. As always, please let me know what you think. DemoonKatjie * A long day gone, there...
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...
Here is the final part of The American Reporter. Helga has discovered that Helmut has been spying on her under orders from SiPo because her father wasn't anti-Jewish enough for their liking. A plan is hatched to get her out of Egypt and into America after she lets two men from the American embassy copy the contents of her husband's safe. I apologise for tak...
Disclaimer: all characters involved in sexual activities are 18+ ~ Chapter Three The Lady 'Carrera, what the actual fuck are you thinking?' I asked myself. My dearest Greta told me to meet her under a bridge in Kurt Memorial Park. She said we needed to talk and even though I'm not even supposed to be out her in the daytime, I'm totally going to meet he...
My name is Estella Barnes. A six-foot-two, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed, somewhat tomboyish Irishwoman living in the city of Chicago, Illinois. I'm an intern from the University of Illinois working for the Opal Winston Show. Yes, the Opal Winston Show. I can't tell you how excited I was to work for the show. I've always loved Opal Wi...
Some relationships start with what I call the slow burn. Like the one I had with a girl from work. We'd known each other and liked each other for a long time but it wasn't until we were travelling together that anything happened. I'd never been sure if she was gay or what; I only knew she was single and never talked about anyone special in her life. She was...