Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Author's Note It's been a while since Mistress Natasha and the lovely Charlotte and Juliet have had a new story. Now they have a series. If you're at all familiar with this trio, you know the kinky fun they get up to. If not, I would suggest you read Girl Friday, The Third Whee...
Special thanks to Livi for the translation. Without her my grammar would be awful. ******************************** The creaking sound of the coupé's door pulled me back to reality as if I was broken out from under the burst-opened water surface to suck the fresh air into my lungs. I instinctively glanced away from the countryside that rushed by the windo...
Saturday morning was not good. Saturday morning was very bad. Very, very bad. I woke late, but still way too early for my head. The light was streaming through the curtains I'd forgotten to pull. I was face down. My duvet was half on and half off and one leg was hanging over the side. My head was on the point of implosion and my stomach felt like a tumble d...
Hi Everyone, This story is part 2 and continues directly from where part 1 ended. I advise reading part 1 before reading this story. Part 1 can be found by visiting my author profile page. Thanks and hope you enjoy, love and licks, Lucy XXX * * * * * * * * * * Chapter 1: Good night Sinthia That night as Sinthia drifted off to sleep her mind was swimming...
I'm 21, attending a college in South Texas and a thousand miles away from home; I was not looking forward to hanging around on campus this summer. I usually went back East for the summer break, but this year, both my parents are spending it in Europe on a long awaited vacation. With all of my other friends, either moved away or busy working I decided to stay...
This may not be copied to or published at any other site without the express permission of the author. A letter from a young English nurse to her friend in America. Val, your email about your 'first time' was just so delightful. You painted the picture so beautifully for me that I was there with you in my mind. I found it incredibly erotic when I read that...
This is my first story, be gentle! * Rose sat down on her sofa with a fresh cup of tea and switched on the new TV which she had spent the last two hours setting up and sighed to herself, "What a way to spend my Saturday afternoon! Who would have thought these things would be so difficult to set up!" Rose put her feet up and began flicking through the newl...
Chapter One. Russian Banya NYC. I pay at the usual cramped, untidy little office. Maria takes my money and smiles. Never much chat. I head into the locker area. Tuesdays are 'women only' in this East Village bath house where you leave your modesty behind. The owners could throw a lick of paint at the crumbling facade and inside isn't much better. The chang...
Saturday Afternoon I was about to lead Angel into the bedroom so that she could unwrap her presents when my phone beeped with a text. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It was from Kendra: 'Is Angela there yet? K x' I smiled, 'It's Kendra. She wants to know if you arrived safely." Angel smiled at me, "Tell her I'm very safe and give her my love."...
Sarah walked away, or was it skipped? She certainly felt like she was skipping, skipping along to the speeding beat of her heart. She did not look behind; she could not for fear of Tammy seeing the huge grin that was spread broadly across her face! She felt like everyone was staring as she walked her way through the town towards the parking lot. They probabl...