Aleister was proud of the dinner he prepared for his date with Ada. The steak was juicy and seasoned to perfection, a small pool of bloody juice collected around base. The asparagus with it's perfect char from the grill, the creamy hollandaise with it's perfect balance of lemon juice delicately drizzled over the top. A side of fresh greens, gently decorated...
The chandeliers were dripping with crystals that reflected sparkles all over the groaning board of the massive dining room table sitting on a huge Oriental carpet in the Kuomintang government of China's embassy in Kalomara, the diplomatic section of Washington, D.C. The room was permeated with the sound of the lilting laughter of the most expensively gowned,...
Ada's heart thumped relentlessly. Her body was covered in sweat despite the cold night air. Her blouse was so ripped up that she was practically wearing strips of cloth over her bra. Her skirt, now a few flaps of denim, now barely covered her crotch, revealing her bare legs and boots. The rain drizzled, forming puddles where she sat. She had to keep moving....
Author's note: This is a fantasy. Got that? Good. It's not real. It's not about or based on real people. It's not supposed to be a genuine description of any reasonably likely physical acts or psychological states. If you try any of this at home, that's your decision. ======== Ada Learns Something It happened while Stewart was pounding into her from abo...
Irene's heavy boots rested on a filthy dashboard as the space station jumped into view at lightspeed. She reclined in her chair and took a swig from her large bottle, bright, neon liquid dripping from her chin. 'You have reached your destination. You are currently orbiting Jovis V,' announced a pleasant synthetic voice. 'Welcome to your new home, kid,' Ire...
The air was very thick and humid, laden with the earthy fragrance of sex and musk. Ada lay on the floor, the burning sting of carpet burn setting in on her delicate cheek. Aleister's grip firm on the back of her head, hair tangled in his fingers, wondering what to do next. He knew Ada was nimble as a fox and the slightest of mistakes could mean her escape....
Hello! This story is about a hard, passionate husband -- a trope that has inspired me many lonely nights. There's something about the idea of control and authority that husbands have (had) over their wives that makes me a bit weak in the knees. Be aware: This one is a little longer in the preamble and might get expanded with additional chapters in the future...
CHAPTER 1 A cool breeze fluttered the curtains beside the opened French doors, softly suggesting the approach of autumn. This was Ada French's favorite time of the year, mainly because the weather was calmer and nature's colors turned unbelievably beautiful. The distant bellow of a bull drew a soft smile. Ada was beginning to smile again eight months after...
Ada sighed, leaned her head back, and kissed the automobile manufacturer James Shaffer deeply on the lips and then turned back and watched Shaffer watching her in the mirror. Shaffer, naked, was sitting on a velvet-upholstered boudoir chair closely facing a wide, full-length mirror. They were in the master bedroom of the Highland Park lakeside mansion of J...
Ada was in ecstasy. Just by going down the Pike, pulling an amused Charles Raven behind her, she was transported to Rome, Jerusalem, Paris, the Tyrolean Alps, Siberia, an Eskimo village, Japan, and a floating trip through the whole Creation. Her world was limitless now, just as she had known it would be if only she could get to the St. Louis World's Fair. Th...