One of our dancers, Kate, barged her way into the dressing room. I caught a glimpse of beads of light sweat rolling off her face and the blue leotard hugging her figure, encircled by a tutu adorned with sequins and feathers. "Where's my costume?" Kate asked loudly, "I need to get changed for the next scene!" I was sitting in front of a mirror. My make up...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are not real and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. This work was inspired by my chat with a lovely muse in Live Chat at Literotica.com. You know who you are and ... thank you very much... kisses & hugs. I would love to hear from you to help make me a better writer - Venus. * * * * * I...
Tish sat there drawling little hearts and squiggly lines on her notebook as sister Catherine droned on and on about south Asia. She looked at the clock. 'Damn, only 10:14" she thought to herself. Still 31 minutes until she got out of this stupid class. She decided it was time for a small touch up to pass the time and since make-up in class clearly wasn't tol...
I guess I'll start this by telling you a little about me. My name is Rachel; I am 23, and I go to Vanderbilt. I am working on my Masters there. I am by no means what most people would find super sexy. I am 5'2, 115 lbs, short legs, and an A cup (most people love bigger breasted women). I do have blonde hair and blue eyes. My parents are married, and live...
The end of the academic year was fast approaching. Although I had lived with Susan in the same small dorm room for the year, although we would be roommates again in the fall, I felt compelled to make my move before we left the campus for the summer. I could not begin to count the number of times we had seen each other in various stages of undress, or how o...
I walk into the room and you are laying on your back with your boobs pulled out of your shirt taking a picture. Seeing you laying there with your nipples hard and sticking straight up. It made me want you so bad and I instantly get wet and feel my nipples tighten up. I cross the room climb up and over top you. I then take one of your rosy tips into my mouth...
I WOULD RECOMMEND READING THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY, OTHERWISE IT MIGHT BE MORE CONFUSING. I ALSO APOLOGIZE ABOUT THE LACK OF LENGTH, I HAVE NO COMPUTER AND WRITE ALL MY STORIES ON MY CELL PHONE. BUT ILL KEEP GETTING THE CHAPTERS OUT ASAP. THANKS FOR READING AND I HOPE I KEEP MEETING MY READERS EXPECTATIONS! Spencer gazed up into the piercing gr...
It was five o’clock and when the phone in my office rang. Before I had taken two steps towards the phone, it stopped. I paused. Wrong number perhaps. Then it rang again as if the person was afraid and had just summoned up the courage to try again. Amused, I picked it up. “Yes?” I said with a slight lilt to my voice. The answer came as soft as silk. “Ah..is t...
"You belong to me now. You are a thing; a toy, whose sole purpose is to bring me pleasure. Say it; you are my toy." "I...I am...y-your...toy." The words still rung in Emmanuelle's ears, almost drowning out the sounds coming from the darkness: The crack of the whip against bare flesh; the gasps, moans and cries from a woman's throat; the derogatory words an...
(Note: The very first meeting of Penny and Dottie after exchanging emails and pictures for months via the internet. Penny is a beautiful Australian woman and Dottie lives in the United States. Penny wrote the first part from her memory of that meeting. Dottie wrote the second part from her memory of that meeting). Part I---by Penny The 747 finally comes to...