Some may think of me as a Mistress, others as a Goddess, but even more importantly than that, I like to think of myself as a teacher to men in need of feminine guidance. Most everyone is familiar with the terms cunnilingus and analingus, respectively, the oral stimulation of the vagina and anus. I would like to introduce what may be a new word to the vocabul...
Hey there, and welcome to my new blog! My name is Lilian Maura Kemper, but you can call me Lily. Unlike my make-up tutorial channel, which is probably where you know me from anyway, this page is going to be more career-oriented. Officially, I am an Outsider Biologist, specializing in common and exotic reproductive habits. It’s a super-classy way of saying I...
She couldn't believe her luck. After so long without a man she now was blessed with someone caring and attentive. One day in particular stood out in her mind. They'd only been together about six months. She'd met him and there was something in his personality that said he might be what she'd been looking for so long. It was her birthday and she had arrange...
When I walk into a room, the light will not strike me. Everyone will not turn their heads, and wonder who I am, or even look at me. At a party, I won't stand out; you will be lucky, or at least observant, to see me there. No; I will find a corner, outside. I sit down, with a beer or a scotch; I will stay there, and enjoy the lack of other people, so rarely...
This story was written for the 2019 Geek Pride Event. It's mostly non-erotic but it has some sex-talk and lots of physics. The story is set in the same narrative universe as Every Man's Fantasy and takes place five years before the start of chapter 1. It describes an event in the early career of one of that story's geekiest heroines. I hope you enjoy it....
This - like all my stories is true, with all of the names changed. Except Houston... Houston is the capital of erotic massage. The second location I will discuss is the highest door cost, $80. However they do not hit you up for any additional money, but they of course expect a tip. This is a legitimate spa in an upscale part of town. I will refer to it as H...
Chapter 4 Grand Exposition in Kat's Grand Home "What the fuck are you?" Trixie shouted, trembling. After a fucked up day in which Stasi agents had closed in on the Courage Players essentially destroying them, and one had grabbed her from her S and M studio and injected her with a powerful sedative and she awoke in the middle of the Black Forest in an army...
. . . It was one of those times when all she wanted was time to herself. A 48-hour period where there were no responsibilities; no need to be somewhere by a certain time; the ability to forget about others schedules and just focus on herself. She agrees with George Bernard Shaw who said "youth is wasted on the young." Gone are the days of weekend escapes to...
There was already chamomile in the house. She had grown accustomed to it strong with lemon juice and honey. Drunk like this it induced a heady sleep. In order to carry out his instructions she would have to go shopping for the other things. These were but one of many instructions. Written and sent by email. To please they were to be carried out exactly. She...
How it all began I met her my freshman year of college. Her long, wavy, raven black hair and matching midnight eyes contrasted exotically with pale white Israeli skin. Her pink lips blossomed on her face like a single lily in an old black-and-white movie. The first time I saw her she wore blue jeans and an angel-soft looking black north face jacket over he...