Feel free to leave a comment or send me your feedback. And as always, feel free to rate the story as you see fit. *************************************** Rachel and I headed back to the room just after three to catch a short nap before getting up to prepare for the evening's festivities. A light was flashing on the bedside phone, indicating a voice message...
Hello again! I'm Kenzi Kittle, and I'm not at all ashamed to admit that I'm a young woman with an actual 'lesbian sugar mama' who takes care of me and pays my bills! My Sugar Mama's name is Mrs. Dallas Morgenstern, and she's an older lady (in her mid-fifties) from my hometown of Latrelle, Pennsylvania. Thanks to her, I got a scholarship to attend State Unive...
"Get up those stairs right now." Annie ordered. I love it when she bosses me around. This time it was my turn to take her by the hand and lead her to the bedroom. After seeing the girls using the strap on in the changing room earlier I was desperate to try it. Annie had a whole range of toys, dressing up gear, whips, chains, you name it, so it didn't come...
My second story plays around a couple of similar themes to the first one, plus the power of infatuation. It has some fetish content so please be warned. It's a slow burn so you will need to be patient. Whilst the characters are fictional, some of the events are based on fact. The Apartment really does exist as does its ability to transmit noise... As usual...
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This is a love story. Thank you to Bob_Aganoush and Robert for their usual helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events...
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Thanks to everyone that has enjoyed this series and continues to encourage me to write. I will be taking a short break with an unrelated story then I will return with Control: Asha's story. However after that I don't know about ch. 5 so the gap may be even longer as I work on other stories while I figure out where I want the series to go. Monday Jessica...
I, like many young girls, had dreams of becoming the next great Marilyn Monroe and live a life of fame and luxury. After being in Los Angles for five years, however, I realized that it wasn't going to happen, at least not overnight. After a lot of hard work and thousands of auditions, I finally landed a role in a Sci-fi drama in the lead role as a "tough as...